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natailiatulls07 · 3 months

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Oblivious Love

Max Verstappen x Female!reader

Summary - Y/n, Max and their oblivious love for eachother

Warning - Breakup, crying

A/n - Not doing a part 2 sorry xx

Some notes for context -

Small town au

Max owns a diner

Y/n owns a small inn

Inspired by Lorelai Gilmore and Luke Danes, the best couple ever in my opinion

Y/n was sat at the counter of the diner, talking no rambling. She did this often esperically around her bestfriend, Max Verstappen, who owned said diner. He was stood on the other side of the counter, fixing up coffees for a couple to the side of Y/n.

Of course he was listening in on her rambling, she was talking about some customers who had stayed at her inn. You see Max and Y/n were drastic opposites but thats what made them work well together.

She was high energy, coffee loving and approachable whilst he was blunt, private and grounded. Many wondered how he opened a diner in the first place. "So yeah and when they checked out, they gave me a basket of chocolates for the team and you know I though that was really sweet because like no one does that ever. It's a nice change. Oh and it had my fav-"

The rambling was cut short but a deep and direct voice. "Will you marry me?" Y/n's eyes snapped up from her coffee, they were widened and confused.

"What?" She secretly hoped this was real and he was being serious. Max Verstappen never made jokes so why start now?

The man shrugged his shoulders, giving his bestfriend a plain look. "Just looking for something to shut you up" Max didn't notice how her shoulders deflated, as if she was waiting for something excited. He also hoped that what he said was real but why would a cheerful women girl like Y/n be interested in him?

It was a Saturday morning, alike every other Saturday Y/n and her close friend, Nora were sat at their usual spots at the diners counter. They were eating Maxs new breakfast dish. "Mmm I need some sauce..." Nora remarked before setting down her knife and fork, and moving round the counter to where the sauce were stored.

"What have I said about the counter Nora?" Maxs loud and annoyed voice spun the women around, frantic to hold up her hands. Max doesn't like any going behind the counter for anything, unless you work at the diner.

"I know but-" He didn't give her a chance to explain before ushering her out.

"The counter is a sacred space, my sacred space. You don't do yoga on a dalai lama's mat and you don't come behind my counter. Period." He declared, Nora didn't fight him now. Just rushing back around the counter to her seat beside Y/n.

Y/n and Nora were about to leave the diner, they had a girl day planned out. But before they left, Y/n made her way round to Maxs side of the counter to collect a extra donut for herself.

She was about to pick up the sugary treat but Max handed her a pair of tongs. "Here, don't use your hand" And with a polite smile, Y/n took the tongs and got herself a donut.

Nora watched on from the door of the diner, everyone knew that behind was a sacred space for Max but he allowed Y/n back there. All because he loves her, and she could murder before he'd lose that soft spot for her.

It was a small town, everyone knew everyones gossip and what was going on. So naturally everyone knew about Y/n's date, and they all sympathize Max. The two bestfriend were so oblivious in love with eachother but neither could seem to see it.

After closing the diner that evening, Max started to walk to his apartment when across the road he heard a familiar laugh. Y/n's laugh. The common frown on his face grew to a warm loving smile. Only to fade when he saw her laughing and kissing another guy, louis Smith. The owner of the towns car garage.

Max knew he shouldn't feel possessive or jealous, Y/n wasn't his to claim, but he couldn't help it.

"Fuck louis is working, c-can somebody tell me the damn number of the cab guy? p-please" Y/n's mother was in hospital, and it scared her. She had lost her father at a very young age, she couldn't lost her mother as well.

The inn owner was at the diner when she got the call and now she was panicking. Her prize winning smile no longer on her face, now replaced with a frown and frantic breaths.

"I'll drive you." Max spoke up over her panic but was met with Y/n shaking her head.

Gesturing to the other customers and the food in the diner. "But there's food and there's people, Max I can't-" He stopped her before guiding the customers in the diner to move out there quickly as possible. All customers complying straight away cause they knew if anyone delayed this for Y/n, Max would not be happy.

"Okay everyone out, we're closed. Let's go, foods on me" And with the all customers were out and Max was leading Y/n, with an arm around her waist, to the back of the diner to his car.

Every so often, Victoria Verstappen would come to visit the small town her older brother. She was fond of the small cosy town, they allowed Max to get away from their demanding father and live his own life. Every single time, she'd visit she would bring up the dreading topic of love with her brother.

You see Victoria was married and was already a mother, she wanted the same for her brother and she knew all about Y/n. "There's no deal with Y/n, we're friends" Max would always try and defend himself.

"For now" His younger sister would snap back, she knew something was going on.

Max just shook his head, he knew about her relationship with Louis and wanted to be respectful for her sake. "Yes...anyways she has a boyfriend" He didn't pick up on the disappointment in his voice but Victoria did.

"And in the future?"

This caught out her brother, part of him was hoping Y/n would break up with Louis and get with him but the other part of him was unsure. "Well Y/n, she's just um I mean it seems like...I don't know" She completely stumped him.

It was a quite day in the diner, it was a Monday morning it was expected by Max. But what was unusual was Y/n's absence, it was 8am. She'd be onto her second coffee already but she was here.

Max was pulled out of his daydream when Nora called his name. She had just got off the phone. "Hey Max?" She had a worried face but there was a hint of a small smile hiding underneath the frown.

"Yeah?" The man answered, concerned. What happened? Did something happen to Y/n? Is that why she wasn't here?

Nora took a deep breath before continuing. "You heard the latest news right? Kind of sad for Y/n and Louis" So it was about Y/n, what happened? And Louis? I mean he could care less about the car garage owner but Y/n, he needed to know now.

Shaking his head, he allowed Nora to continue. "They broke up" That small smile was a little bit more seen on Noras face. Max just nodded, an uncontrollable grin took place of his scowl concerned.

Max just picked up the now filled coffee pot and start to walk to each and every customer offering free coffee. "Everyone's coffee is on the house today! I like you hat" Nora sat back in her seat shaking her head and smiling knowingly.

It had been a few weeks since the breakup and everything had gone back to normal. Y/n and Nora were sat at one of the table at Maxs diner, gossip as usual. They were both watching Max work around the diner.

"He never flirts with any one, did you notice that?" Y/n tilted her head to the side, confused at his lack of flirting. In her mind, there were plenty of people in town that would happily date her bestfriend.

Nora turned to her friend as if she the most stupid thing in existance. "That's because he flirts with you numerous times a day" To which Y/n just waved her off, muttering about how she was seeing things.

Y/n was going through a hard part of her life at the moment. Lot's of her staff at the inn were handing the notices and moving out of town, wanting to see the world and wanting the big and the best. So this meant that operating the inn was hard and alot of work for Y/n.

She didn't mean to break down in front of Max whilst he was closing the diner, it just happened. He saw the tears welling and falling from her eyes, he sat the two of them down on the floor. Hugging her close to his chest so that she could hear his heartbeat.

"I'm failing...I'm failing..." Her broken and uneven voice admitted to him. Y/n felt his body shake as he shook his head.

Oh how he disagreed with her. "You are not failing" Her inn was the best place to stay in town and the town was visited often by tourist, Max was sure she'd be perfectly fine.

"I don't know what to do..." Max just rubbed her back and smooth down her hair where it was slightly messing from when she was stressing and playing with it.

"It's okay..." He whispered. They'd both be lying if they said that they din't love this close proximity with eachother. Y/n could smell his cologne and it comforted her so much.

5am

Every morning at 5am, like clock work, Max would arrive at the diner to set and open up ready for official opening at 6am. Usually this meant that the entire would still be asleep and Max would be alone, just how he liked it. So when he went to the front entrance of the dinner this morning he was unexpectedly met with an excited and hyper Y/n. "What are you doing?" He asked his bestfriend.

Y/n just smiled up at him. "I need coffee" She annouced like he should've known that.

He just frowned his eyebrows at the coffee loving women. "It's five in the morning, make coffee at your own house?" Max suggested confused, he only got more confused when she shook her head, giggling cheekily.

"I did, I drank it all!" The way she annouced indicated to Max that she was sort of proud of herself for drinking all the coffee in her house.

Times like this made Max realise why he was in love with her. She was so unpredicable and excitable. "You drank all the coffee in your house before five in the morning?" His mouth hung open, not only was he confused about the amount of coffee she had but by the fact that Y/n L/n was not a morning person.

Nodding proudly, Y/n continued. "Big gulps, lots of sugar!" Then she felt herself being picked up by the armpits to stand by Max before he directed her into the diner giggling and rambling more to him. "And just a little bit of cream cause it makes it cold"

Town meetings. Every single monday night at 7pm. Something Max despised. Why? Because in his opinion it was boring and a waste of his time. But this evening, Kevin the annoying 'town president' had asked Max to attend so he did. Straight away Max spotted Y/n sat at the back of the room picking at a small bag of m&ms happily and that's where he was going to sit.

Turns out his presence at the meeting was because the town wanted to talk about his and Y/n friendship and how everyone wanted them to get together already. Kevin had barely got through the first page of his stupid powerpoint when Max got up and stomped angerily to the front of the room.

"This is my friendship. Mine. Not yours" He pointed at Cath, the dance teacher. "Not yours!" He pointed to Kevin, who was red in th face. "Yours" A soft smile broke out onto Maxs face as he points to Y/n in the back who was nodding proudly still eating her m&ms. "Not yours" Maxs smile was gone again. Pointing to Linda, the towns florist.

He stopped pointing but didn't finish his small speech. "Mine and hers but not any of yours" His eyes then looked to Y/ns and locked together. And they both had the same thought.

'Maybe she does like me like that...'

'Maybe he does like me like that...'

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misc-obeyme · 3 months

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Helllooo!! How are youu? For the drabbles, can i request solomon + apron? Thank you and have a nice day! I love you!! 🫶

Hey there, anon! Tee hee, I love you too~

Okay well I had multiple ideas about how this could go, but I ended up with something a little suggestive... I couldn't help it lol.

Thank you for participating!

COZY COMFORTS EVENT

GN!MC x Solomon with prompt apron

Warnings: none

It had been a long day and you were ready to come home. You were hungry and you thought about what you might make for dinner as you shrugged out of your coat and shoes. You made your way to the kitchen, but stopped in your tracks when you heard humming coming from that direction.

"No," you whispered to yourself. "Don't tell me…"

You crept slowly to the doorway. You wanted to see if Solomon was actually cooking in there or if it was a false alarm. You had to know if you needed to make a quick retreat and act like you hadn't been home at all.

You peeked around the edge of the doorway and had to bite your lip to prevent yourself from making a noise.

He was definitely cooking, which was certainly bad.

But far more distracting was the fact that he was wearing your apron.

There wasn't anything particularly unusual about the apron itself. It was a practical thing that you had purchased long ago, simple and functional. It wasn't that odd for him to be wearing it, since you didn't allow him one of his own.

Except that Solomon also seemed to have lost his shirt.

From where you were standing, you were looking at his back. His skin was covered in pact marks and you could see his body moving beneath them as he stirred something in a pot.

It was all you could do to prevent yourself from sneaking up behind him and kissing the nape of his neck. You wanted to run your fingers through his hair and across every mark you could see. You were grateful he still seemed to be wearing his pants.

But you had lingered too long in the kitchen doorway. Solomon turned and saw you. For a moment, the two of you stared at each other. Then Solomon grinned.

"MC!" he exclaimed. "Perfect timing! I was just finishing this soup! You must be hungry. Why don't you come have some?"

You smiled at him and came into the kitchen. You walked over and tugged on the apron.

"What happened to your shirt, Solomon?" you asked.

Solomon looked down at himself as though he had forgotten about it. "Oh, I spilled sauce on it earlier. I figured it would be better to just leave it off for now."

"You're supposed to put the apron on before you spill on yourself," you said.

Solomon chuckled. "I know, but I was so eager to get started that I forgot."

You ran a hand up his bare arm, fingertips lingering on a pact mark on his bicep. You were pleased to hear his breath catch. You stepped in even closer and put your other hand on his waist, settled halfway on his skin and halfway on the apron tie.

"MC," he said and the low roughness of his voice indicated your ploy was succeeding. "The food-"

You interrupted him with a kiss. You had effectively distracted him from the soup still on the stove. With any luck, it would burn and even Solomon would have to admit it was inedible.

You couldn't help smiling into the kiss as his arms closed around you. While you didn't want him cooking, you could think of other reasons to have him wear your apron again.

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mamieishere · 1 month

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How to row a hook-up

MDNI

disclaimer : unprotected sex, quickie, doggy style, creampie, semi public, teasing, breeding kink, no name mentioned

You met him on a dating app. You liked his profile because of his blue hair. It's not common and you love someone with their own personality. He was a traveler, coming we-don't-know-where and indicated that he was around for several days.

There was no expectation, you liked some other profiles. You got some matches and started to talk with them but they weren't interesting or too weird. You gave up for the night and went to bed. Tomorrow evening your friend will arrive and the both of you will head to the most anticipated festival of the year. How exciting is it to finally being able to enjoy music lives.

When you woke up the next morning, you were anything but a portable battery, too much energy, too much happiness... too much eve everything.

You headed to the shower and had a full body wash, hair included. Summer nights were hot and humid, so much so that you needed to wash your hair daily. After getting dressed, you picked up your phone and oh! missing notifications. It was the blue haired cutie. He liked you back! FUCK!

"Hi! I'm here for a few days. I'm going to be honest, I need someone who speaks the local language... Are you in?" 4 hours ago

"Ha ~ Finally, I wasn't that honest. I have a big event this weekend and I am very stressed. It's impromptu but could you help you to reduce this tension?" 4 hours ago

"I mean in a sexual way?" 3 hours ago

"Wait... It's impossible to erase a message on this app??? Fuck it." 5 minutes ago

"You know what? Forget it, nvw. It was unsolicited." now

You laughed. He was cute and kinda strange in a way.

"Hey :) sure I'm in, even for a tension revealed thing if you want." now

You texted back without proofreading, probably because you'd cringe at your message. You tossed your phone on your bed. after all, What are the chances that he will respond now? Obviously none.

You planned to go on a self date, one of your fave thing. You put a little make, mascara and lip gloss, grab your bag stuffed with keys, wallet, a book and your flying phone. Headphones on your ears, you headed out to a cozy restaurant nearby to the hotel.

The atmosphere was hushed, the lights were subdued and the ceiling had mouldings. A perfect place to order a fancy dish and a glass of white wine in the back corner out of sight. After the waiter has taken your order and came back with your drink, you took your book and started peacefully your me-time.

A group of about ten people took the table on the right. They were loud, chaotic dressed in expensive clothing. You sighted and turn on the headphones again. You looked for your phone to play some music. While the tracks scrolled across the screen, he popped up. You jumped on your seat, hurting the table.

- "HOLLY... ", you restrained yourself from screaming and rubbing your knees. The neighbours at the table turned around with surprised looks. "My apologies", you nodded, pressed play to the first track coming and hid behind your book.

"Hello again! Thank God, I'm glad you did answer. I'm not used to dating apps, probably because I'm not allowed to. Had I say I was relieved? Haha I'm rumbling... Anyways, I'm going to dinner in a restaurant, would you like to recommend me a dish? I'm so lost... " 3 minutes ago

You laughed softly.

"Okay, it's funny because I'm in a restaurant too currently. I order a croque madame, it's a hot sandwich studded with béchamel sauce, cheese and ham plus there's a sunny side up on the top of it. It comes with a salad. So, I guess you may order this too!" now

"THANK YOU!" now

Oh the answer came very quickly this time. You left your phone on the table with the book, as the waiter came back with your dish.

Oh it was delicious... The bread was crispy outside but still soft and buttery. The egg was perfect, the ham and cheese tasty and smoked. It was heaven,all of this combined with the jazz music playing... It was orgasmic.

"I guess you gave me a good choice. It looks yummy. *one picture attached *" now

Your eyes widen once again. The picture of his dish was exactly the same than yours, the dishes, the tablecloth, everything. You raised your head and started to search around you. He was here.

*Wait... We are in the same restaurant. Oh lol, where are you?" now

You kept looking for some blue hair but failed. Was it a joke? Where was he? After 5 minutes, your message was still unread. You decided to go to the bathroom, leaving your things under the waiter supervision.

Until someone grabbed your hand and guided you to the first nearby room. You were about to scream when your kidnapper switch on the light. Blue hair. Oh.

- "Hey... hey hey hey", he whispered "I'm so sorry, I caught you by surprise. I recognized you when I entered the restaurant earlier. I wanted to give you a hand sign but as I was with my band and the staff, it was impossible. Please accept my apologies. But jeez you're beautiful. Ah sorry I'm rambling again... Hey? Hello, Earth?"

Of course you heard him but you were shut. He was stunning, his delicate face, his bobba eyes contrasted so well with his blue hair. You were subjugated.

- "Yeah? Hi...", the words fell from your mouth.

- "Are you okay? Are you shocked?" he panicked "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry.".

You put your hand on his chest. "Are you real...?" you asked randomly. He burnt out of laughter,took your hand and swapped your fingers with his own.

- "Hello sweetheart, yes I'm real", he cooed with a chuckle. He took your chin and replaced a strand of hair out of your face. "May i kiss you?"

Wow, that was bold but not as bold as you, putting your hands on his shoulders for leverage, you reached to his mouth and put a lingering kiss on his lips. He caught you and deeper the kiss, glued his body to yours.

- "Ah princess... I want you now, can I have you now?", You looked at him and nodded. "Use your words baby. ".

- "Ha.... yes, please. Are you not afraid that someone caught us?".

He cadged you between his body and the door.

- "No, I'm not. You'll have to stay quiet if you don't want to be discovered.", He leaned to kiss you again. Both of you had a little time. His hands made their path under your shirt going for the claps of your bra. You weren't wearing a bra, oops. He broke the kiss and gave you a stern look.

- "Oh my. What do we have here?", he raised your hands with one hand while his others reached up your top, exposing your chest to the cold air, making your nipples harder than they already were. He started to leave little pecks on your neck, down to your collarbone, decorating it with purple and finally reaching to your left boob.

- "Let's start with your heart side would you?", he rolled the sensitive tip between his digits, cutting off a moan of you. He urgently put his hand on your mouth. "Stay quiet baby if you don't want to get caught".

He freed your hands which ended up on his shoulders again and licked your nipple. Your chest arched, giving him more flesh. You moaned again, silently. His other hand found a place on your hips, rubbing slow circles.

- "Touch me, please...", Your voice was almost a whisper. "May I have your fingers in me?"

It was all it took for him to snap. He got back on his feet, turned you around and lifted your skirt.

- " Oh baby wants my fingers?", he teased. "Baby wants me to finger your needy hole?"

He didn't give enough time to answer before he ripped soaking panties, stuffed you with two fingers at an incredible rough pace. You felt the first sprinkles of pleasure and he added a third one. Soft moans weren't enough, louder ones erupted from your throat as he stopped them by placing a hand on your filfy mouth.

- "I told you to stop being noisy", his action hadn't the expected effect, your creamed his hand. "Fuck that's hot. May I give you my cock sweetie, uh? Want me to fill you up? Breeding you with my seeds?".

Unable to form a coherent sentence, you gave him a "Ha... y... es fuck, gimme y-your see-seeds".

While licking his digits, he undid his pants, freeing his erected dick from the confines of his underwear. One hand came to press on your back to put your pussy on display. You felt him, rubbing his cock along your folds, teasing your entrance. You tried to push your hips back on him to finally get your dream fulifilled.

- "tsk... baby no... that's not how we ask to be fucked"

- "please, I can't... oh shit!", he penetrated you in one full stroke. He snapped his hips on yours, making the head of his penis kissed your cervix, forcefully. The pace he chose left no space for mercy. You thought you were going to cum only by being penetrated until he reached your clit only to play with it. As his pace maintained a high drive, he doodled circles on your bundle of nerves.

- "Fuck baby girl, cum... cum for me. Cum on my cock, I want to feel it", he bite your ear. Then everything became colorful. You came hard around him, squeezing your insides like never you did before. He helped by guiding you through it. The only sound remained was the lewd, squishing sound of his cock entering you again and again. He took him a few pumps before he filled you full of him.

- "hhhhaaa fuck baby, I'm bringing you to my hotel room. I can't leave you like that."

hiii, it's been a while! I hope you enjoyed this story. it was supposed to be a drabble, as usual, it's a failure 🤷🏻‍♀️

Feel free to give feedback and comments (constructive ones only!) 💕

I have to be honest, im not a big mood to write rn but I felt I needed to post this one. please be nice if you find typos or grammatical mistakes, english isn't my first language.

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nightprompts · 8 months

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&. 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 (𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

( dialogue prompts taken from episodes 5 & 6 ( "eat at baratie!" & "the chef and the chore boy" ) of the netflix live action one piece series. feel free to edit and change as you seem fit. )

❛ how about we sail away as fast as we can? ❜

❛ about the battle, you wanna talk about it? ❜

❛ there's something on the breeze. smells like butter. soy sauce. and meat. ❜

❛ think he has brain damage? ❜

❛ i smell food, which means that there's someone somewhere cooking. ❜

❛ what's a... baratie? ❜

❛ let's eat! ❜

❛ you'll have to excuse them. they're idiots. ❜

❛ wanna take this outside? ❜

❛ are you asking me to dance? 'cause i kind of had my eye on that blonde at table eight. ❜

❛ i call it a true bluefin sauté. it's elephant tuna, seared asparagus, in a sweet soy reduction. ❜

❛ if i gotta sling one more prime rib medium-well, i am going to drop dead of boredom, you old shitbag! ❜

❛ this ain't gonna be a fight. i'm just going to kill him. ❜

❛ hi, welcome to our shitty restaurant where the only thing worse than the ambience is the food. ❜

❛ one of our signature cocktails to help you choke down your meal? ❜

❛ apologies, madam, i didn't see you there. ❜

❛ something wrong with your eye? ❜

❛ just blinded by your beauty. ❜

❛ nami's got a boyfriend. ❜

❛ did i catch you in the middle of something? ❜

❛ just killing some time. ❜

❛ who's the quarry? ❜

❛ doesn't sound like much of a challenge. ❜

❛ why are you after me? ❜

❛ you woke me from my nap. ❜

❛ i can't eat another bite. but it's so good. ❜

❛ who the hell is monkey d. luffy? ❜

❛ i don't even think there's liquor in this. it tastes just like candy. ❜

❛ who's ready for another drink? my treat. ❜

❛ i don't really do regret. no point in looking back. ❜

❛ sometimes, when i try to look ahead, all i see is back. ❜

❛ you know, you're a really good cook. ❜

❛ if a man is hungry, i feed him. ❜

❛ what are you carrying around that's so heavy? ❜

❛ i bet i know more about you than you do about me. ❜

❛ i guess something about you, you drink. you guess something about me, i drink.❜

❛ i have business with your captain. if you know what's good for you, you'll hand him over. ❜

❛ i've been following your career since i was a child. it's an honor to finally meet you, sir. which is why it pains me to inform you that tomorrow... you're going to die. ❜

❛ accept my challenge. you'll see how serious i am. ❜

❛ you want me to say you're the best? you're the best. okay? ❜

❛ you're the best i've ever seen, but you are not better than him. ❜

❛ why do you give a shit? ❜

❛ because you're my friend, you idiot. ❜

❛ you said it yourself. you don't have any friends. ❜

❛ what is that? i'm here for a sword fight. ❜

❛ i don't hunt rabbits with a cannon. ❜

❛ you're brave. i'll give you that. ❜

❛ wounds on the back are a swordsman's greatest shame. ❜

❛ this world could use a few more wild cards. ❜

❛ it's too soon for you to die. grow strong and come find me. i'll be waiting. ❜

❛ you could never fail me. ❜

❛ look, i'm not gonna lie to you. he's lost a lot of blood. it might be too late for him. but it might not be. ❜

❛ he's got one foot in each world right now, caught between life and death. you have to find a way to keep him tethered to our world. ❜

❛ nice of you to announce yourself. ❜

❛ i don't take orders. not even from the likes of you. ❜

❛ what's the matter? don't like fish? ❜

❛ if you don't want the fish, i got two-inch t-bones in the kitchen. or maybe you're in the mood for saffron risotto? ❜

❛ i can make anything. just tell me what you want. ❜

❛ being a captain, it's the toughest job in the world, okay? ❜

❛ how'd you two meet? were you on his crew or something? ❜

❛ oregano's for savages! ❜

❛ you've got a sharp tongue on you, boy. how about i cut it out and fry it up with some pig fat? ❜

❛ do what you want, but i'm not gonna die here. ❜

❛ they're all dead, except for us. ❜

❛ you ate it? you ate your own leg? ❜

❛ you don't even know me. why would you do that for a stranger? ❜

❛ so i'm gonna need you to live on. and i'm gonna need you to fulfill that dream... for both of us. ❜

❛ have any idea what that's like? having someone lose a limb to save your life? ❜

❛ sometimes, when you are in charge, you have to make the tough decisions. ❜

❛ i'd do anything to save him. anything. except stand in the way of his dream. ❜

❛ isn't there something that you want? something more than anything else in this world? ❜

❛ not everyone gets to follow their dreams. ❜

❛ did you not hear what i just said? they are hunting you. we need to run. ❜

❛ i can't let innocent people get hurt because of me. ❜

❛ i hear you're looking for me. ❜

❛ so this is the pirate i've heard so much about? ❜

❛ do you know who i am, boy? ❜

❛ how'd you even know how to find me? ❜

❛ if you bow down to me, i might even let you serve in my kingdom. ❜

❛ i don't bow down to any man. ❜

❛ i told you in the bar i didn't have any friends, but the truth is, i couldn't let myself have them... because i always end up hurting the people closest to me. ❜

❛ why waste your time killing a devil fruit eater? let the sea do it for you. ❜

❛ what is your problem? ❜

❛ me? i'm fine. you're the one with the problem. ❜

❛ you're not gonna be anything, not if you stay here. ❜

❛ it's not like i can just leave. ❜

❛ don't you get it? it's one thing to have a dream. it's another to go after it. ❜

❛ you want my permission? you got it. ❜

❛ i didn't know what to say before, but i know what to say now, and it's so simple. i need you. ❜

❛ you gonna keep talking, or let me get some sleep? ❜

❛ i vow to stand by your side from now until the end. ❜

❛ you're my captain, and i'm your first mate. ❜

❛ heard you guys need a cook. ❜

❛ why are we bringing the waiter? ❜

❛ you keep your feet dry. ❜

❛ you know, all these years, living under your shitty roof, cooking at your shitty restaurant... i owe you my life! ❜

❛ thank you for putting up with my shit all these years, old man. ❜

❛ i'll never forget you! ❜

#one piece #opla #sentence starters #roleplay memes #roleplay starters #rp memes #inbox memes #rp starters #dialogue prompts #ask memes #tv

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shinestarhwaa · 5 months

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CHANCES || CHOI JONGHO

Genre: Fluff, Smut

Pairing: Jongho x Fem reader

Word Count: 2.8K

Tags/warnings: First love!AU, Aged up!Jongho (in like late 20s), dom!Jongho, sub!reader, fingering, dirty talk, Jongho is obsessed with your boobs, bigdick!Jongho, blowjob, praise kink, unprotected sex, creampie, the occasional spank

Taglist: @anyamaris @a-soft-hornytiny @whatudowhennooneseesyou @wooyoungmybelovedhusband @pyeonghongrie-main @woosanbby @dreamlesswonder86 @changbinslovelylegs @jonghostie @lovjensoo @1-800-shedevil @glintneon123 @mjyungi

ENJOY!

You never expected to run into your first love again like this. You can still remember yourself staring at him in class all day, forgetting to do your homework because he was on your mind. You still think about when he helped you out in Physics and when he kissed you on your lips the first time.

Many days, weeks, months and years passed since that year and you had lost contact with him in the chaos of being a young adult. But here you are, standing in the grocery store near your new house in Seoul and there he stood as well.

More handsome than ever, his black hair parted in the middle, wearing thick black glasses and a beige coat. You already thought he looked good and was cute back then, but now? He turned into a man.

For a second you thought he noticed you, but he was looking at a big jar of pasta sauce instead. You felt your heart sting a little bit as you looked into his grocery cart. Did he have a family? He must be 28, 29 right now, right? God, you don't want him to have a family of his own.

It was stupid, you hadn't seen him in at least 10 years and you had never had an official relationship with him but he was Jongho. Somehow you always felt that he was yours. You couldn't decide if you wanted to walk away or walk up to him, but you didn't need to because suddenly your eyes met and he nearly dropped the jar of pasta from shock. He quickly put it in his cart and rushed over to you.

Jongho stared at you in shock for a good minute, and tears welled up in your eyes. How embarrassing, you thought to yourself. "Y/N? Y/N Y/L/N? Is that you? Oh my- I can't believe this," he laughed. You smiled and nodded. "It is me, actually."

"What are you doing here? Didn't you move to Canada?" "I did... But I... I came back because... I felt like I had to be here," you confessed. You would never admit that it was because you felt like you had unfinished business in Korea that most likely had to do with Jongho.

"We should really catch up sometime," Jongho smiled. "Oh yeah, 100%, I- Oh well actually I live like 2 minutes away from here, why don't you come over for a cup of coffee right away?" You offered. Jongho nodded enthusiastically. "I'd love that, I'll go to the check out counter and wait for you."

•

"Wah, this appartment is quite amazing," Jongho said as he looked around the living room. You quickly stored your groceries in the fridge and made him a cup of coffee. "Thank you, I'm very proud of it," you admitted.

"So when did you get back?" Jongho asked as he sat down on your couch. "I came back last month, officially moved in here a week ago. My friends helped out a lot to get it nice and clean here." You put the coffee down on the table and took place beside him, batting your eyelashes at him flirtatiously, kind of unintentionally.

"Only a week? Wow, fresh," he grinned, "so you got sick of Canada?" "Well, I just... I had a good time but I didn't belong there," you confessed, "I feel like I belong here, I truly missed Korea, and I'm so happy to see my old friends again, and now you... it's incredible. It's like we never spend 10 years apart. Like I talked to you yesterday."

Jongho smiled and gently patted your shoulder. "It is, I still can't believe I am talking to you. I never expected to see you again, actually." "No, I know, me neither... It sucks how we lost contact all those years ago... Wow you... matured well," you giggled.

The man in front of you looked exquisite, to say the least. He was so fine and defined, with the whole hot boyfriend look and the expensive watch on his wrist. It felt like a k-drama moment to you. You felt now was the perfect moment to ask more about his current life.

"So, a lot of groceries, you must have... a family now?" You asked. Jongho laughed and drank a bit from his coffee before leaning back and resting his arms on the back- and armrest of the couch. "In a way."

You gave him a confused look, wondering what he meant by that. "If you mean like... married with children, no, I'm single, actually. But I live with a couple of friends, they're my family."

If you were completely honest you felt so relieved to hear he was single because the way his face looked just made your panties hypothetically drop. "Not married? You?" You asked in disbelief. "Yeah, I had a longterm relationship, I dated Kim Gayoung for 3 years, do you remember her from Biology?"

"Oh yeah, I do remember Gayoung. You didn't work it out with her?"

"No, she ended up being a liar and a serial cheater so I cut ties with her. We lived together so I had to move in with my friends. I'm still looking for an apartment of my own."

You sighed and shook your head. "I could never imagine cheating on you, I mean, didn't she realize she had gold in her hands?" Jongho looked at you, slightly flustered but also amused. His ego grew a little, or actually more than a little at your comment. Gold, huh?

It was silent while you drank your coffee, until Jongho broke the silence. "Do you ever think back about our... You know, our time together?" You swallowed thickly before nodding your head.

"All the time, actually. More... More than I would like to admit. I don't think I ever had... closure... I could never truly get over you. It's a shame how we never got to... You know... Be together."

Jongho nodded and scooched closer to you. "But we're both single people, aren't we?" You nodded slowly.

"And we're both interested in and attracted to each other, hm?"

You nodded again.

"So why don't we give it a second chance? A real one this time."

Another nodd.

"Please speak up cause I need consent before I kiss you," he laughed. You giggled and nodded again, "yes, I would really like that, actually."

And finally after almost 10 years he pressed his lips on yours again, and you felt just like you did back then. The 18-year old girl inside you was screaming and jumping while you tried to focus on his lips, taking all of the sensations in. You felt so extremely lucky to be in his arms right now, lips moving againsy each others' as his hand slid up and down your thigh. Nobody could ever take this moment away from you.

The kiss soon enough turned into a make-out session with more passion than you've ever felt before. Jongho seemed to be sure of what he's doing as his hands slid under your skirt to rub your crotch. You broke off the kiss and looked him in the eye.

"Oh sorry, did I go too far?" He quickly apologized as he retracted his hand from your clothed pussy. "N-No, I just got startled," you panted. You took his hand and brought it to the space between your legs again. A cocky smirk grew on his lips as he rubbed his fingers on your wet panties, feeling your arousal on the soft fabric.

"Already, darling?" He asked in a low tone. You felt like you were flying, genuinely on your way to heaven. You nodded and gasped when he yanked your panties down and felt up your soaking cunt, sliding his middlefinger inside.

"Y-You're just so hot and it brought all the fantasies back to life," you admitted as you choked on your own moans. "You fantasized about me?" "God, yes I did, I still regret never going beyond that kiss, fuck, I really wanted you, I was just scared."

"Well, I'm here to make your fantasies come true now," he whispered in your ear as he slid another finger inside you, pumping them in and out and curling them until he found the perfect angle, the best angle to make you squirm and moan out his name.

"Oh, Oh God, Jongho!" You whined out as he picked up his pace, fucking you hard on his fingers. The squelching off your wetness was like music to his ears and drew all the blood from his body to his dick. It swell up inside his pants, straining against the fine material. He wanted to release it, take it out and fuck you raw right here on this couch but he had never done anything with you before, so he told himself to put you first.

You took off your own sweater and unclasped your bra, tits falling free onto your chest. His eyes went wide and his mouth immediately attached to your nipples, sucking and licking them as if his life depended on it. Your skirt shoved up more and more as he abused your cunt with his hand, displaying your wet pussy.

"Look at that pretty pussy," Jongho grunted as he latched on your tits. He wanted to kiss them, suck them, lick them, bite them. God, were they perfect to him. "Pretty pussy, fucking pretty tits." He sucked harder on your nipples, causing you to moan louder and fuck yourself on his fingers, moving your hips along with him.

Your body started to shake when he rubbed his thumb on your clit, moving it in circles as he pressed down lightly on it. "That's it baby, look at you cumming so prettily for me, that's it, give it to me baby, let go for me and cum on my fingers," he cooed. You felt the immense pleasure wash over you as he got you through your orgasm, kissing your breasts again as he pulled his fingers away from you. He licked them off and savoured the taste of your arousal, making him moan ever so slightly.

"Good girl," he smirked as he kissed your chest once more. You shoved your skirt down, and realized you were completely naked while he still had everything but his shoes and coat on. How unfair, you thought.

You began to strip him from his clothes, his black shirt unbuttoned and now on the floor. Your fingers fiddled with the buckle of his belt before finally getting it open. Jongho discarded his pants and underwear and showed off his rockhard cock, standing proudly against his stomach.

"Fuck, Jongho," you cursed as your mouth watered at the sight of him. He was fucking hung and you wanted nothing more than to have him in your mouth.

"Fuck, Y/N," he cursed as you got on your knees in front of him and took his hard cock in your mouth, sucking him off. Your head bobbed up and down in his lap and he ran his hands through your hair, making a ponytail out of it so your hair would not fall back into your face.

"That's it baby, suck it, yeah, fuck, suck my cock," he grunted. "God, I've been dreaming about this for so long, wanted this for so long," he moaned. You could cry out of happiness, feeling so overwhelmed but so aroused by the presence of this man.

"Oh my God, you take it so well, look at you princess, yeah, just a little more," he groaned, "fit it all in there baby, come on, you can do it, yeah just like that, just like that, who's a good girl? Fuck, that's it, precious!"

You went faster and took all of him in your mouth, tears burning in your eyes as his cockhead touched the back of your throat. "God, yes!" He moaned out louder. His cock twitched in your throat, signaling you that he was close. He quickly pulled out of your mouth, making you whine out his name. "Sorry baby, I wanna cum inside your pussy and make it cream nicely for me," he panted.

You bit your lip and nodded as you took him to your bedroom as quickly as possible and you laid down on the soft sheets. "God, baby, will you let me fuck you like this?" Jongho asked as he hovered above you.

"Yes, please, fuck me raw, fuck my pussy like you mean it," you moaned as he slid his hard dick inside you. "Oh, fuck, I do mean it baby, I mean all of it, I fucking mean it so bad."

Jongho started to fuck you relentlessly, releasing all of his passion and desire in this moment. The sound of your skin slapping together and the melodious moans coming from your throat created a sinful symphony that you and Jongho - and probably your neighbours - would be thinking about for a long time.

"Your pussy is so fucking perfect, so fucking perfect for me," he moaned as he pushed himself all the way in, ramming his dick in there as if it was his last day on earth.

"J-Jongho! Fuck!" You screamed as his thrusts got harder and faster before they turned sloppy. "I'm so close baby, I'm gonna fill your pussy with my cum. I'm gonna fucking fill you up with my cum and then I'm gonna fuck you again, and again, and again," he moaned.

With a few more thrusts Jongho came inside you with furrowed brows and low grunts. You whined as he pulled out of you and turned you around. You rested on your elbows and put your ass up, legs spread for his easy access.

He pumped his cock a few times again and sank back in, wincing at the sensitivity from his orgasm. "Oh, Oh yeah, that's it," he moaned as he fucked your tight pussy again, smacking his hand on the soft flesh of your ass.

"J-Jongho, oh my God! Yes!" You couldn't bring out anything else but his name and all the curse words you could think of. "Is it that good huh, baby? Is my cock filling you up that nicely? Got you all fucked dumb already, didn't I? Fuck you're so good for me, such a good and nice pussy, I'm gonna fucking cum inside you again and fill your hole 'til everything's leaking out."

You had never imagined Jongho to speak such filthy words to you but you weren't complaining at all. All you could do is moan and whine and let him have his way with you. Before you knew it he send you to cloud 9 as you orgasmed again, clenching down on his cock.

"Fuck, such a good pussy, clenching on my dick like that," he grunted. He spanked your ass again before cumming deep inside you again, pumping you full with his hot cum. You could only whine at the feeling of it, your heart burning with passion and desire.

He pulled out of you again and rolled you on your back once again. Your make-up was all smudgy and messed up and Jongho just felt himself get hard again at the sight.

"I'm gonna fuck your pussy again, Y/N, gonna fuck it again, gonna fuck it and make you take all the cum I can give you. You can take it, can't you?"

You were overwhelmed with his dirty talk and his stamina. Sure, you expected him to be good in bed but this? No you never expected that. Yet, you nodded and spread your legs again to let him inside you again.

His large cock stretched your walls for the third time that night and you cried out his name. Your pussy started to clench down on him again immediately, making him cry out, panting out your name. "Y/N, fuck, you little minx, I fucking love your pussy so much, it takes me so well, needs me so bad, huh? Fucking love it, fucking love it baby."

Jongho kept going at it for what felt like hours, making your throat go sore and weak. He slid his hands over your legs before pulling them up and laying them over his shoulders. You were nearly bend in half as he fucked you harder than ever before, making you and him cum together as one, sending yourselves to euphoria.

He fell down onto your chest, collapsing after his intense orgasm. He panted out as he filled your pussy for the third time before sliding his cock out of you. Jongho laid next to you and kissed your forehead as you breathed heavily from the most passionate sex you ever had in your life.

"Well I say chances are pretty good we're doing this again," he grinned.

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bullieving-in-amour · 2 months

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Cuddling away the chill (and complaining).

Fandom : Baldur's Gate Rating : Teens and Ups, SFW Pairing : Astarion/Gale/Halsin/Reader Dynamic : Non specified dynamic Tags : Gender Neutral Reader, Polyamory, Fluff, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Sleepy Cuddles, Comfort

Summary :

You'd spent plenty of time trying to warm by the fire, wrapped in a cocoon of blanket - even thick, comfortable clothes... But it seemed the night chill was winning still, as you groaned from your burrito of warmth that wasn't quite enough.

"Can we cuddle ?"

In an angry waddle, you went to Astarion, sitting and shuffling close with a grumpy noise.

"What is it, darling ?" He asked without looking up from his book.

"'mcold.'"

"Sounds awful. Perish well."

You whined and gave him kicked puppy eyes, the chill helping to make your eyes look extra watery.

"Darling ! You know this does nothing to me. Frankly, I'm offended you even try." Astarion huffed, giving you an unimpressed look and a little pout.

"But I'm cold ! Astarion, I'm cold !"

"Yes, yes, I gathered. What am I supposed to do about that, mmh ?"

"Can we cuddle ?"

A pause, a quirked eyebrow, and a once-over.

"I'm undead. My skin is not warm." He bluntly said.

"Cuddles have special warm magic, it's fine."

Astarion snorted, unable to help the amused stretch of his lips.

"Mmh, fine, let's say you're speaking the truth. What do I get, for giving you this... magic ?" He drawled.

"...Cuddles ?"

The vampire sighed, rolled his eyes, and opened an arm for you to shuffle near. You did just that, curling up against his chest, nuzzling your face against his shirt. You felt his arm go around you, hold loose, but a hold nonetheless.

Later, long enough for Astarion's body to have warmed up with your own natural body heat, came a miracle in the form of a wizard holding two steaming cups, walking your way. It was the scent of the beverage that'd alerted you, as cozy as you were (chill put aside), not paying attention to your surroundings.

You shifted to sit next to Astarion and out of his arms, letting him receive his own drink as well. Blood freshly gotten, and handled in a way that would get it warm and still tasty. You supposed cooking blood wouldn't be too far off Gale's skills.

Said man sat next to you, his shoulder leaning against yours without thought. You felt another shoulder nudge you, on your other side, and a glance showed you ruby red eyes unsubtly telling you to go to the wizard. Ah. What a good matchmaker.

You definitely deserved this level of non-existing subtlety.

With a soft hum, you changed the way you sat, leaning heavily against Gale's side. He gave a surprised hum, like he never would have expected you to, despite your many shared cuddles and moments together, but a genuinely happy smile appeared. A rather excited one, too, at that, and he didn't wait a second to wrap his arm around your shoulders, bringing you to him. His soft sleeping clothes and his very own softness made his warmth all that more enjoyable. You sighed into your drink, feeling pleased. You sighed again when you felt a pair of cool lips kiss your temple. Astarion smiled, before leaning to Gale to kiss him as well, planting a peck on his eyebrow. He got up and moved to a different spot, where Scratch and Cub were resting, presumably to steal a bit of attention and warmth from them both, while enjoying his drink.

"Do you need another blanket, my love ?" Gale asked, voice soft against your ear, like he was sharing a secret.

"I think I'm okay for now." You hummed after taking a few sips of his gifted miracle.

"Well," he nuzzled behind your ear, cold tip making you scowl, prompting him to kiss the spot instead, "Don't hesitate to let me know."

You nodded, lost in the sauce, nearly at the point of pressing your face to the cup. You leaned into the kisses he continued to press, silently encouraging him to continue doting on you.

Still, far too quickly did the - far too quickly empty - cup lose its warmth, the chill overpowering it. You scowled as you blew air on your now hurting fingers. It wasn't cold enough to be any dangerous unless you were to stay unmoving for hours, but you were sensitive to it and dangit, it sucked.

Burning big hands grabbed yours, gently taking your fingers to be held towards the owner's mouth, as he blew hot air on them with the patience of a saint until you were able to move them without trouble.

Halsin smiled, keeping the extremities safe from the chill within the confine of his cupped hands and the targeting of his warm breath. Gale pressed another kiss on the back of your neck, smiling as he felt you relax again.

"You should move in Gale's tent, my heart." Halsin suggested before pressing a strong kiss on the back of your fingers.

"But I'm comfy here. I like it."

"Your body does not."

"He's right. You've been getting more tense from the cold." Gale murmured, thumb tracing a circle on your shoulder. "And he's one of our healers. His word goes, my love."

Halsin chuckled, low and warm against your skin.

"Is that true ? I recall a certain person present here who would not heed my words and fell sick quicker than I had even anticipated."

"A fluke, nothing else, I assure you- Whoever it is-" Gale sputtered, before hiding away into your neck. Halsin chuckled again, voice full of mirth, leaning in a way that dwarfed the both of you, kissing the crown of Gale's head with a fond noise.

"Still, I cannot help but think everyone would be much better off enjoying the fruits of our wizard's knowledge. A perfectly heated tent for us all to delight in intimate affection sounds more than appealing." The druid spoke, voice becoming lower as he went, want and desire to simply enjoy his loves' presence and warmth more than apparent.

"Naked cuddle ?" Astarion asked from his spot further away, suddenly interested.

"If you wish so." Halsin simply smiled.

"I will... Keep my clothes, but I do not stop you three if you wish to... Disrobe." Gale murmured, before clearing his throat.

You made a little grumpy sniff, before kissing Gale's cheek.

"Fine, let's cuddle in your tent."

Halsin chuckled in amusement, Astarion stretched up with a mumbled 'finally', and Gale lit up, helping you to stand. There was worse out there, you supposed, and maybe you could at least follow for a good time, even if it wasn't for your current stubborn mood.

So that was where you were, not long after, tangled among warm and warming bodies, everyone following their comfort with the level of dressing of their person.

Often, Halsin would find himself to be the one targeted to cuddle around, with his hot, comfortable, and larger frame, which delighted him more than anything, no matter if he were giving or receiving attention.

Tonight however, it seemed you were the landmark for the others to circle, leaving you melting under many little, and big, attentions and touches.

You were very much not cold anymore, and hopefully, that wouldn't change anytime soon.

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yournameloveskpop · 24 days

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Baby? Part 2

Paring: Beomgyu x Reader

Warnings: None but please read part one here

Style: Romance, Friendship, Pregnant Reader, fluff

Word count: 5,633

. . .

In the swirl of emotions that had enveloped Beomgyu's life over the past few months, stress and happiness wove together in a complex tapestry. The news of Y/N's pregnancy, once a source of sheer panic and regret, had settled into a quieter, deeper joy.

Beomgyu, despite his initial reaction, which had nearly ended in disaster, was now eagerly anticipating fatherhood.

However, the journey was anything but smooth. Y/N's pregnancy brought with it a rollercoaster of sleepless nights, unpredictable mood swings, and the most peculiar cravings. Late one evening, amidst the quiet hum of the city outside, Beomgyu found himself in the kitchen, rummaging through the freezer.

"You want ice cream with pickles? Really?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement yet not entirely surprised.

From the living room came Y/N's response, her tone playful yet assertive. "Yes, and can you add some hot sauce on top? It's a craving, Beomgyu. Don't judge me!"

Hueningkai, lounging on the floor with his head resting gently against Y/N's belly, couldn't help but laugh. "That's gotta be the weirdest combo I've ever heard of," he said, his eyes twinkling with mirth.

"I know, right?" Beomgyu replied, joining in the laughter as he started to prepare the bizarre concoction. "But if it makes you happy..."

Y/N, battling Hueningkai in a video game, tried to focus on the screen, but her attention was divided. "This baby has a mind of its own. I swear, I was all about salads and fruits before this."

Beomgyu walked back into the living room, bowl in hand, and sat beside Y/N. "Here you go, your majesty. Ice cream with pickles and a generous drizzle of hot sauce."

She took the bowl, her eyes lighting up with a mix of excitement and gratitude. "Thank you, you're the best," she said, planting a kiss on his cheek.

As they settled into an evening of games and peculiar snacks, the conversation flowed freely among them. It was during these moments that the rest of the group, scattered throughout the apartment, gravitated towards the living room, drawn by the laughter and chatter.

Soobin wandered in, curious about the commotion. "What's all the noise about? And why does it smell like hot sauce in here?"

Yeonjun followed closely behind, eyeing the bowl of ice cream with a mix of horror and fascination. "Seriously, Y/N? That's what you're craving?"

Taehyun, always the voice of reason, chimed in, "Pregnancy cravings can be pretty intense. Let's just be supportive, okay?"

The room was filled with a warmth that went beyond the laughter and teasing. It was a family of sorts, coming together to support one of their own through a significant life change.

Suddenly, the baby kicked, a tiny but forceful movement that startled Hueningkai. "Whoa, did you guys feel that?" he exclaimed, his eyes wide with wonder.

Beomgyu leaned closer, placing his hand gently over Y/N's belly. "Our little fighter's got quite the kick."

Y/N smiled, her heart swelling with love for the tiny life inside her. "I can't believe we're going to meet this little one soon."

The room fell into a comfortable silence, each member lost in their thoughts about the future. The reality of bringing a new life into their world, with all its challenges and joys, was daunting but incredibly exciting.

Yeonjun broke the silence, his voice soft but filled with emotion. "We're going to be the best uncles. This baby is going to be so loved."

Y/N's parents had always been the pillars of support in her life, but the news of her pregnancy with Beomgyu's child had initially cast a shadow of worry over them. They were young, after all, and Beomgyu's career as an idol was demanding. Her father, particularly, was protective and skeptical about Beomgyu's ability to balance his career with the responsibilities of impending fatherhood.

"I just don't see how Beomgyu can juggle his idol life and be there for Y/N and the baby," her father had expressed one evening, his brows furrowed in concern. "It's not that I doubt his intentions, but his career doesn't exactly offer stability or predictability."

Her mother, on the other hand, had always had a soft spot for Beomgyu. "Oh, give the boy a chance," she would chide gently. "He's not just an idol. You've seen how he is with Y/N. He's caring, attentive, and he's very charming. That charm won him over a nation; let it win you over too."

Despite his reservations, her father had begun to notice the change in Beomgyu, the maturity and responsibility he displayed, particularly after the band members started showing their unwavering support. "Maybe I was too quick to judge," he admitted one day, watching from the window as Beomgyu carefully helped Y/N out of the car. "It seems he really is committed to this."

On a bright afternoon, Beomgyu and Y/N made their way to her parents' home for a visit. The excitement was palpable as her younger siblings immediately swarmed around her, their eyes wide with fascination.

"Can I touch the belly? Will the baby know it's me?" the youngest sibling asked eagerly, looking up at Y/N with a mixture of curiosity and awe.

Y/N laughed, gently guiding their hand to her belly. "Maybe, but you have to be very gentle, okay?"

Inside, the aroma of dinner filled the air as her mother busied herself in the kitchen. "Beomgyu, can you help me with this?" she called out, motioning towards a pot that was a bit too heavy for her.

"Of course, Mrs. [Last Name]," Beomgyu replied with a smile, hurrying to assist. His willingness to help out around the house had always endeared him to Y/N's mother.

Her father, though more reserved, made an effort to ensure everyone was comfortable. "Beomgyu, I've set up some chairs outside. Thought we might enjoy the evening breeze," he said, a subtle offer of peace and camaraderie.

As they settled outside, the conversation flowed more freely. Y/N's father, perhaps for the first time, engaged Beomgyu in a deeper conversation about his career, his aspirations, and how he planned to balance his life moving forward.

"Being an idol is demanding, but Y/N and our baby are my priorities. I've talked with my manager, and we're working out a schedule that allows me to be there for the important moments," Beomgyu explained earnestly.

Her father nodded, listening intently. It was clear he was beginning to see Beomgyu in a new light. "That's good to hear. It's not just about the big moments, though. It's about being there for the small ones, too."

Y/N watched the exchange, her heart swelling with love and gratitude. It meant the world to her to see her family coming together, to see the walls of skepticism and worry her father had built start to crumble.

Her mother, always the optimist, chimed in, "And think of the beautiful grandchildren you'll have! With genes from Y/N and Beomgyu, they're bound to be heartbreakers."

Laughter filled the air, easing any lingering tensions. The evening progressed with stories, laughter, and a shared meal that felt more like a celebration of what was to come than a mere dinner.

As the night drew to a close, Y/N's father pulled Beomgyu aside, a rare, gentle smile on his face. "Take care of my daughter and my grandchild. You've got my blessing, son."

Beomgyu, moved by the gesture, could only nod, his voice thick with emotion. "Thank you, sir. I promise, I won't let you down."

Driving back home that night, Y/N rested her head on Beomgyu's shoulder, her heart full. "Today was perfect," she whispered.

Beomgyu squeezed her hand gently. "It was. Your family is my family now. We're going to get through this, all of us."

Nine months went by fast and in the tranquility of Y/N's family home was abruptly interrupted when she awoke from her afternoon nap to the unsettling sensation of her water breaking. Startled and overwhelmed, she found herself standing in a puddle, the realization of what was happening causing her to burst into tears.

"Mom! Mom, I need you!" Y/N's voice, filled with panic and confusion, echoed through the house.

Her mother, whose instincts kicked in immediately, rushed into the room, her expression shifting from concern to urgency upon assessing the situation.

"Oh my dear, it's okay, it's okay. We're here," she soothed, kneeling beside Y/N to offer comfort.

The commotion attracted the rest of the family, with her little siblings crowding the doorway, eyes wide, and her father, the usually stoic figure, displaying a rare moment of worry.

"What's happening? Is the baby coming?" one of the siblings whispered, their curiosity tinged with concern.

"Yes, honey, but everything's going to be okay. We need to get your sister to the hospital," her father replied, his voice calm yet firm as he dialed for an ambulance.

Simultaneously, he reached out to Beomgyu, who was in the midst of pre-concert preparations, his mind far from expecting such a call. "Beomgyu, it's time. Y/N needs you," he said, urgency clear in his tone.

At the news, Beomgyu's heart raced. Without a second thought, he abandoned his makeup and costume, much to the surprise of his bandmates. "Guys, I have to go, Y/N's in labor," he announced, grabbing his keys.

Yeonjun, Soobin, Taehyun, and Hueningkai immediately surrounded him, offering their support. "Don't worry about anything here, Beomgyu. Just go and be with Y/N," Yeonjun said, clapping him on the back.

Rushing through the streets, Beomgyu arrived at the hospital just as Y/N was being wheeled in. Ignoring the stares from fans and onlookers puzzled by his appearance, he smoothly cut through the crowd to take her hand.

"Beomgyu," Y/N gasped, relief washing over her as she felt his familiar grip. "It hurts so much."

"I'm here now. Just focus on me, okay?" Beomgyu reassured her, trying to keep his voice steady despite the tumult of emotions he felt.

As the labor intensified, so did Y/N's pain. Beomgyu stayed by her side, whispering words of encouragement, his own discomfort forgotten as he focused solely on her well-being.

But then came the complications. The medical team's concern was palpable as they announced the baby was in a difficult position, necessitating emergency surgery. Y/N's grip on Beomgyu tightened, a silent plea for him not to leave her side.

"Beomgyu, I'm scared," she whispered, tears streaming down her face as the reality of the situation settled in.

"I know, babe. But I'm not going anywhere, I promise," Beomgyu vowed, his voice thick with emotion.

Despite the urgent preparations for surgery, Y/N refused to let go of Beomgyu. Her parents, standing by, felt a mix of fear and admiration for the bond between the two.

"She needs you, Beomgyu. Stay with her as long as you can," her mother said, her voice breaking.

The medical staff, understanding the gravity of the moment, allowed Beomgyu a few more seconds with Y/N before gently prying her hands from his. "We'll take good care of her. Please wait outside," one of the nurses said, her voice kind yet firm.

As Y/N was taken into surgery, Beomgyu, now alone with her parents in the waiting room, felt a weight settle over him. The wait was agonizing, each tick of the clock echoing loudly in the tense silence.

"Beomgyu, she's strong. Our Y/N is a fighter," her father said, trying to offer some comfort despite his own worry.

"Yes, she is. And our baby is too. They'll get through this," Beomgyu responded, holding onto hope with everything he had.

As the clock hands continued their ceaseless journey around the dial, the waiting room became a sanctuary for Beomgyu and Y/N's parents, a place where hope and fear intermingled freely. The silence was often broken by Beomgyu's soft murmurs as he sent updates to their friends, knowing full well the concert would keep the boys from responding but finding solace in the act itself.

"Jeongin, Heeseung," Beomgyu texted, his fingers moving deftly over the screen, "the baby's coming soon. Y/N's still in surgery. I'm scared, but hopeful."

Almost immediately, his phone buzzed with their responses, messages of support and hope that served as a lifeline in his sea of worry.

"We're here for you, man. Sending all our love to Y/N and the baby," came Jeongin's reply, followed closely by Heeseung's, "Stay strong, Beomgyu. We're all praying for you."

Despite the reassurances, tears found their way down Beomgyu's cheeks, a silent testament to the turmoil within. Y/N's mother reached out, her touch gentle. "She's a fighter, just like her daughter will be. We're all here."

The wait finally came to an end when a doctor approached, her expression a mix of fatigue and relief. "The baby's here, and she's healthy. Y/N is still under, but we're hopeful she'll be waking up soon."

A sob broke from Beomgyu as he absorbed the news, the tension of the past hours giving way to a flood of relief. "Can I... Can I see my daughter?" he managed to ask, his voice choked with emotion.

The doctor nodded, leading him to the neonatal unit where his daughter lay, a tiny bundle swaddled in warmth. As Beomgyu took her into his arms for the first time, the baby made soft noises, instinctively turning her head as he offered her a mini milk bottle.

"Hello, little one," Beomgyu whispered, tears of joy replacing those of worry. "I'm your dad."

Just then, Y/N's parents entered, their faces a mirror of the awe and love Beomgyu felt. Her mother moved to stand beside Beomgyu, looking down at her granddaughter with a smile that spoke volumes.

"She's beautiful," Y/N's mother whispered, her voice thick with emotion. "Just like Y/N was when she was born."

Y/N's father, a stoic man by nature, found himself at a loss for words, his usual reserve crumbling under the weight of the moment. "She's got her mother's spirit," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I can tell."

The baby, still with her eyes closed, seemed to sense the love surrounding her, her small hand gripping Beomgyu's finger tightly as she fed.

"This is a moment I wish Y/N could see," Beomgyu said, looking up at Y/N's parents with a mix of happiness and longing. "I can't wait for her to wake up and meet our daughter."

Y/N's mother placed a comforting hand on his shoulder. "She will, Beomgyu. And when she does, we'll be here to share this joy all over again."

As they stood there, a new family formed not just by blood but by shared love and hope, the challenges of the past hours seemed to fade into the background. The focus was now on the tiny life that had joined theirs, a beacon of hope and a testament to their shared strength.

Y/N's father, typically reserved, allowed his emotions to surface. "We should think of names," he suggested, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his mouth. "Something that signifies the strength and courage this little one and her mother have shown today."

Beomgyu nodded, his heart full. "I've thought about it a lot," he admitted. "I think Y/N would like 'Eunji.' It means kindness and intellect. Qualities I see in her, and hope for our daughter."

"That's a beautiful name," Y/N's mother agreed, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Eunji it is."

In the dimly lit corridor of the hospital, Beomgyu stood, torn between his burgeoning family and the responsibilities that awaited him on stage. Y/N's father, seeing the conflict etched deep within Beomgyu's eyes, placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder.

"Beomgyu, it's okay to go back to your concert. Y/N would want you to fulfill your commitments. She's strong, and her mother will be here all night."

"But how can I leave her at a time like this?" Beomgyu's voice cracked, the weight of his worry making each word heavier than the last.

"Listen, you being there, on stage, is also for Y/N and your daughter. Make them proud. We'll call you immediately if there's any change," Y/N's father urged, guiding Beomgyu gently towards the exit where his manager waited, engine running, ready to speed back to the concert venue.

As Beomgyu's car disappeared into the night, Y/N's father turned back, his heart heavy with the knowledge that his daughter and granddaughter needed him now more than ever.

The journey back to the venue was a blur for Beomgyu. His manager tried to offer words of encouragement, but Beomgyu's thoughts were firmly with Y/N and their newborn daughter.

"Focus on the concert, Beomgyu. Y/N and your baby are in good hands," his manager said, attempting to pierce the fog of Beomgyu's concern.

Arriving backstage, the chaos of the concert in full swing hit Beomgyu like a physical force. The air vibrated with energy, a stark contrast to the solemnity of the hospital. He rushed to the quick-change area, where his bandmates were already switching outfits.

"You're back! How are they? How's Y/N? And the baby?" The questions came at him all at once, his bandmates' faces a mix of concern and anticipation.

Beomgyu tried to muster a smile. "The baby's healthy, but Y/N... she hasn't woken up yet. Her mom's staying with her tonight." His voice was steady, but his eyes betrayed his inner turmoil.

As they helped him change, Hueningkai attempted to shift the mood, "Hey, what did you name her? Is she as adorable as we imagine?"

"We named her Eunji," Beomgyu responded, a faint smile touching his lips as he spoke his daughter's name. "She's perfect and so tiny."

Taehyun chimed in, trying to keep the atmosphere light, "I bet she's got Beomgyu's eyes. We need to buy her the smallest band t-shirt!"

Their efforts to cheer him up were met with a grateful, if tired, smile from Beomgyu. "Thanks, guys. It means a lot, but it's hard not to worry about Y/N."

As they moved towards the stage, Yeonjun pulled Beomgyu aside briefly, "Use this time, Beomgyu. Let the stage be where you pour all your feelings, your worries, and your love for Y/N and Eunji. We're with you, every step of the way."

Stepping onto the stage, the roar of the crowd washed over Beomgyu, a temporary balm to his aching heart. Each note he sang, every step he took, was imbued with a fervor born of his turmoil—a tribute to his family. Backstage, after the performance, Beomgyu was quieter than usual, his energy spent, his mind back with Y/N and Eunji. His bandmates gathered around, offering silent support, understanding that in moments like these, words were often too frail.

Late into the night, the apartment that TXT shared was finally quiet. Everyone had returned, their energy spent from the day's emotions and performances, especially Beomgyu. He was the last to slip into bed, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts about Y/N and their new baby, Eunji. Before succumbing to sleep, he checked his phone one last time, hoping for any update from Y/N's mother but found none. Sighing, he let sleep overtake him, the silence of the room a stark contrast to the day's tumult.

The next morning, Beomgyu was jolted awake by the ringing of his phone. He fumbled for it, heart racing, and saw it was Y/N's mother calling.

"Hello?" he answered, voice thick with sleep but laced with anticipation.

"Beomgyu, dear, Y/N's awake. She's asking for you," her voice was a soothing balm to his anxious heart.

A surge of energy rushed through him. "I'll be there as soon as I can. Thank you," he replied, the weight of sleep completely lifted.

He quickly got dressed, his movements waking the others. "What's happening?" Yeonjun mumbled, rubbing his eyes.

"Y/N's awake," Beomgyu practically sang the words as he hurried around, his excitement infectious.

The rest of TXT sprang into action, the apartment becoming a flurry of activity as they all prepared to go to the hospital. Despite his lack of sleep, Beomgyu was buoyed by a newfound energy, eager to see Y/N and meet Eunji properly.

Upon arrival at the hospital, a nurse led them to Y/N and Eunji's room. The sight that greeted them was heartwarming: Y/N, looking tired but radiantly happy, was breastfeeding Eunji, with her mother sitting beside her.

Hueningkai's eyes widened in wonder. "She's so small," he whispered, as if afraid to break the spell of the moment.

Beomgyu approached Y/N first, leaning down to give her a gentle kiss. "Hey, you," he said softly, his eyes filled with love.

Y/N smiled up at him, her eyes sparkling despite the fatigue. "Hey," she whispered back, shifting slightly to allow Beomgyu to take Eunji from her arms.

Yeonjun and Soobin moved in next, surrounding Y/N with hugs and soft kisses on her forehead. "You did amazing, Y/N," Soobin said, his voice warm.

Yeonjun nodded in agreement, his smile broad. "We're so proud of you."

As Beomgyu introduced Eunji to Hueningkai and Taehyun, they were both mesmerized. "She's perfect, Beomgyu," Taehyun said, a gentle smile on his face.

"Yeah, she looks just like you," Hueningkai added, his gaze fixed on the baby.

After a moment, they took their turns greeting Y/N, sharing words of encouragement and joy. Meanwhile, Yeonjun and Soobin took their time admiring and gently holding Eunji, who had finally opened her eyes. Though she couldn't see clearly, she seemed to sense the affection surrounding her.

Beomgyu returned to Y/N's side, his heart full as he watched his bandmates interact with his daughter.

"Look at them," he murmured to Y/N, "Eunji's already got them wrapped around her little finger."

Y/N chuckled, her eyes following the boys. "She's going to grow up with the best uncles."

Taking a moment, Beomgyu sent a quick update to Jeongin and Heeseung. "Y/N's awake, and Eunji's doing great," he typed, his heart swelling with pride.

Jeongin's response was immediate, filled with relief and happiness. "So glad to hear that! Can't wait to meet her."

Heeseung's message followed shortly after, echoing the sentiment. "Congratulations, Beomgyu. We're all here for you guys."

As the visit continued, Beomgyu snuggled closer to Y/N, resting his head on her shoulder with a content sigh. The simplicity of the moment, surrounded by friends and family, made him feel like a child safe in the knowledge of being loved.

Y/N, sensing his need for comfort, began lazily combing through Beomgyu's hair with her fingers.

"We've got quite the family, huh?" she said softly, her voice filled with affection and a hint of awe at their new reality.

"Yeah, we do," Beomgyu replied, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "And it's just going to get better from here."

A year had passed in what seemed like the blink of an eye, and the small, cozy home of Y/N was bustling with a warmth that only a family gathering could provide. It was a special day, marking Eunji's first journey around the sun. The members of TXT, along with Jeongin and Heeseung, had all come together to celebrate, filling the house with laughter and the sweet chaos of friendship.

Jeongin, who had become a fast favorite of little Eunji, was at the center of attention, holding the birthday girl in his lap. Eunji, with her big, curious eyes, gazed up at Jeongin, her gaze filled with innocent wonder.

"You're quite the charmer, aren't you, Eunji?" Jeongin cooed, helping her stand on his lap, his hands securely around her.

Eunji responded with a series of happy babbles, suddenly leaning forward to plant a sloppy kiss on Jeongin's cheek, much to the amusement of everyone watching. Her giggles followed, and she clapped her hands together, a mischievous spark in her eyes that was unmistakably inherited from Beomgyu.

From the kitchen, Beomgyu, helping Y/N and her mother with the birthday feast, couldn't help but laugh at the scene.

"She's definitely got my sneaky side," he commented, peering out to watch the playful interaction.

Y/N, standing next to him while chopping vegetables, smiled. "And she's got your charm too, clearly."

As Jeongin handed Eunji over to Yeonjun, her mood took a swift turn. She started to fuss, clearly preferring the company of anyone but Yeonjun at that moment. It seemed she was still figuring out her favorites among her honorary uncles.

Yeonjun, attempting to win her over, made a series of funny faces. "Eunji, look, I'm a funny guy too! Don't you want to hang with Uncle Yeonjun?"

But Eunji was undeterred, her whines only ceasing when Hueningkai scooped her up. Immediately, she turned to Yeonjun, stuck out her tongue, and blew a raspberry, eliciting laughter from everyone.

Yeonjun, playing along, clutched his heart dramatically. "Oh, the betrayal! How could you, Eunji? I thought we were friends," he exclaimed, his mock hurt making Eunji giggle even more.

Soobin, ever the peacemaker, decided it was time for Eunji's gift. He presented her with a beautifully wrapped box. "Eunji, I've got something special for you. Want to see what's inside?"

Eunji's attention shifted instantly, her previous antics forgotten as she reached for the gift with both hands. With a little help, she tore open the wrapping to reveal a plush bunny, soft and cuddly.

"She loves it, Soobin! Look at her," Heeseung observed, his voice filled with warmth as Eunji hugged the bunny tightly to her chest.

"I hoped she would. Every little princess needs a bunny to protect her in her dreams," Soobin said, his eyes softening as Eunji cuddled with her new favorite toy.

The party went on, with Eunji becoming the little star among her circle of adoring uncles. As the day progressed, her initial hesitation around Yeonjun seemed to vanish, replaced by a newfound affection. Eventually, she found herself in Yeonjun's arms, her energy spent from the day's excitement.

Yeonjun, now holding the sleepy birthday girl, looked down at her with a tenderness that melted the hearts of everyone in the room.

"Looks like we're friends after all, huh, Eunji?" he whispered softly, as she nestled closer, the plush bunny held tightly in her embrace.

Beomgyu watched the scene unfold, a feeling of immense gratitude swelling in his chest. "Yeonjun, she's taken a liking to you at last," he remarked, a gentle tease in his voice.

Yeonjun smiled, his gaze still on Eunji. "I guess all it took was a little patience. And maybe a bunny," he replied, his voice filled with affection.

As Eunji drifted off to sleep in Yeonjun's arms, the house quieted down, a peaceful end to a day filled with joy and laughter. The guests began to say their goodbyes, each taking a moment to whisper their wishes for Eunji's future.

"Happy first birthday, Eunji. Here's to many more filled with love and happiness," Y/N said softly, touching her daughter's back gently, her eyes reflecting the love and hope she held for her little one's future.

Beomgyu wrapped his arm around Y/N, pulling her close. "We've built a beautiful life and maybe. . . In the future we can have another one!"

Beomgyu's whisper, filled with hope and a hint of playfulness, didn't escape the keen ears of Y/N's mother, who was quietly clearing the dishes nearby. A knowing smile spread across her face as she listened to their conversation, her heart swelling with love for her daughter and Beomgyu.

Turning around, she addressed them with a twinkle in her eye. "Did I just hear talk of giving Eunji a little brother or sister?" she asked, her voice carrying a mixture of excitement and gentle teasing.

Y/N, slightly embarrassed but smiling, leaned back into Beomgyu's embrace. "Mom, we're just thinking out loud here," she replied, her cheeks tinged with a soft blush.

Beomgyu chuckled, not at all phased by being overheard. "We were just talking about possibilities, Mrs. [Last Name]. But, yes, we're hopeful about expanding our family someday," he added confidently, his hand still gently resting on Y/N's belly.

Her mother laughed, placing the last of the dishes aside before walking over to join them. "Well, I think it's a wonderful idea. Eunji would love to be a big sister, wouldn't you, dear?" she cooed, glancing at the sleeping Eunji in Yeonjun's arms.

"Absolutely, but let's not rush things. We've got our hands quite full with this little angel for now," Y/N said, her gaze drifting towards Eunji, her heart full at the sight of her daughter so peacefully asleep.

Beomgyu nodded in agreement. "Yes, we're in no hurry. We want to cherish every moment with Eunji. But it's nice to think about the future," he said, his voice soft with affection.

Her mother smiled warmly at them, her eyes reflecting her deep affection and approval. "Take your time. Family is about love and patience. Whenever you're ready, know that you'll have all the support in the world," she said, placing a hand on each of their shoulders.

As the night wound down, the remnants of the party seemed to melt away, leaving behind a cozy, intimate atmosphere that seemed to softly embrace the house. Yeonjun and Taehyun, with practiced ease and tender smiles, gently settled Eunji into her crib. Their movements were synchronized, a silent testament to their love and care for the little one. Y/N's siblings, their eyes bright with the excitement and earnestness that only children possess, hovered nearby, eager to assist in any way they could.

"Here, let me," the eldest of Y/N's siblings offered, carefully tucking a small, plush bunny next to Eunji. "She likes this one, right?"

Taehyun nodded, his smile appreciative. "Yes, she does. Thank you."

As Eunji's breathing evened out, signaling her drift into dreamland, the group tiptoed out of the room, their steps light. Downstairs, Y/N's parents bid everyone goodnight, a warm glow in their eyes reflecting the joy of the day. The siblings, too, eventually found their way to their rooms, their energy finally succumbing to the late hour.

Y/N and Beomgyu, meanwhile, retreated to Y/N's old room, a space filled with memories and a familiar comfort that seemed to wrap around them. The others dispersed, finding corners of the living room and spare rooms to claim as their temporary nests.

Once inside the room, Y/N and Beomgyu shared a knowing look, a silent agreement passing between them. The door clicked shut, sealing away the world outside.

"I missed this," Beomgyu whispered, his breath tickling Y/N's ear as he leaned in close. "Missed us."

Y/N's reply was a soft smile, their hand finding Beomgyu's. "Me too. It feels like it's been forever."

The air between them crackled with anticipation, their proximity reigniting a familiar warmth that had been muted by daily routines and the demands of parenthood. Beomgyu's lips found Y/N's, a gentle kiss that spoke volumes, a promise of the moments they were about to share.

Their kisses deepened, a dance of desire and longing as they carefully navigated the silence, mindful of the sleeping house. Beomgyu's hands roamed, tracing paths filled with memories and new explorations, each touch reigniting sparks that had lain dormant.

Y/N giggled softly, a sound muffled by Beomgyu's lips as he playfully pinned Y/N beneath him, his weight a welcome pressure.

"We have to be quiet," Y/N reminded, their voice a whisper lost in the sea of their intimacy.

"I know," Beomgyu responded, his voice low and husky. "But I also know how much you love this." His lips found Y/N's neck, planting soft, lingering kisses that sent shivers down Y/N's spine.

A murmur of agreement escaped Y/N, her hands tangling in Beomgyu's hair, guiding him, encouraging each kiss and caress. The world outside faded away, leaving only the intensity of their connection, a testament to their love and the time apart.

Beomgyu's journey continued, lips wandering with purpose and adoration over Y/N's belly, each kiss a whisper of love and desire. Y/N's breath hitched, the sensations building, a crescendo of need and affection.

As Beomgyu's lips traced a path down to Y/N's thighs, the room seemed to hold its breath, the silence amplifying the intimacy of the moment. Their eyes met, a silent conversation in the dim light, promises and memories mingling in the space between them.

The night stretched on, their exploration a quiet symphony of love, each touch and kiss a note in their shared melody. Time seemed irrelevant, the world outside a distant thought as they reveled in the closeness they'd missed.

Eventually, exhaustion whispered its presence, their breaths slowing, the intensity of moments ago settling into a contented warmth. They lay intertwined, the quiet of the house a comforting blanket around them.

Beomgyu kissed Y/N's forehead, a soft, tender gesture. "I love you," he murmured, the words heavy with emotion and the weight of the night's revelations.

Y/N smiled, their eyes reflecting the depth of their feelings. "I love you too. Always."

As they drifted off to sleep, the house silent around them, there was a sense of completeness, a moment captured in time where everything felt perfectly aligned. The challenges of parenthood and the chaos of daily life faded into the background, replaced by the strength of their bond and the promise of the future.

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Outer Banks Masterlist

JJ Maybank:

I'll Always Be Here

Summary:JJ Maybank has been your best friend and keeper for as long as you can remember. So what happens when you get caught up with Kook prince Rafe Cameron and he discovers its the not the fairytale it seems?

Now Your Mess Is Mine

Summary:In which JJ is touch starved and you take care of him.

Full Pogue (18+)

Summary: You've had a terrible day and JJ is hell bent on making it better.

The Endless Darkness and Mystery of the Ocean Is Becoming A Bit Tempting To Dive Into Now (18+)

Summary: After ending things with one of your best friends, you see JJ in whole new light. the problem is you can't tell John B, but everything comes to light eventually. (Based on this request)

Caught In the Crossfire

Summary: JJ has sworn to protect you no matter what, but sometimes you give him a run for his money.

Don't Hate the Player

Summary: You and JJ take games way too seriously.

Reunion In the Rain (18+)

Summary: You and JJ never really got over each other, and you handle it in the worst way possible.

Gotta Get Lost In the Sauce

Summary: You've always been a party animal, but luckily JJ knows exactly how to take care of you.

Game On Masterlist (Frat/Hockey College AU)

Fair Game (18+)

Summary:JJ sets his sight on something that isn't his.

Rafe Cameron

You're Good For Me

Summary: You're a goody two shoes compared to Rafe and your insecurities lead you to make a reckless decision.

Heartbroke Bitch Series Masterlist (ongoing) (18+)

Summary: When you're left heartbroken, you cope in a less than healthy way. But what happens when Rafe sees you hanging on the arm of one of his best friends? (Loosely based off Escapism by Raye)

Put A Ring On It

Summary:During a night out on the town, Rafe seizes the opportunity to remind you exactly who you belong to.

Best of Both Worlds

Summary:Being John B's sister and Rafe's girlfriend comes with a whole list of benefits. The first one is that no one gets to fuck with you.

Fighting About A Funnel Cake

Summary:You're mad at Rafe, and much to your displeasure, he figures out the real reason.

Ten Seconds

Summary:Who knew life could change so quickly?

You Can't Kill Me

Summary: Ward may be able to intimidate Rafe, but those tactics dont work on you.

Two Lines, Two Idiots Series (ongoing)

Summary: A friends with benefits situationship with Rafe ends up altering the course of your life forever.

Dirty Little Secret Living In A Moment You Would Die For

Summary:You and Rafe are in a secret relationship, but it all comes to a head when a girl gets a little too close at a party.

Got So Bent Out of Shape That I Probably Need A Chiropractor (18+)

Summary:You and Rafe have been playing a toxic game of cat and mouse for months, and he finally catches you.

I Hate You. Now Shut Up and Kiss Me.

Summary: You and Rafe have been frenemies for years. Until something changes.

Secrets Secrets Are No Fun (18+)

Summary:Rafe discovers some interesting information about your past and reminds you who you belong to.

A Heart That Bleeds

Summary:Rafe betrays you in the worst way. This is set up to be choose your own adventure. There is an Angst ending and a Hurt to Comfort ending labeled and you can scroll to whichever you prefer!

One More Second (18+)

Summary: Rafe has been your best friend for as long as you can remember. What happens when he finds out the truth about the guy you're seeing?

Smart Enough To Know Better, Dumb Enough To Do It Anyway

Summary: Listening has never been your strong suit, and it makes for an interesting dynamic with the Kook King.

Rafe Cameron/JJ Maybank

Never Have I Ever (18+)

Summary:One of your darkest secrets is accidentally revealed during an alcohol induced game of Never Have I Ever.

Drew Starkey

Blurred Emotions

Summary: You and Drew get asked about working together and it uncovers some feelings.

#outerbanks masterlist #outer banks fic

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what r ur thoughts on yellow

My opinions of him have definitely changed throughout the episodes. When Yellow initially popped up, I still thought Yellow was John. I had a lot of sympathy towards him and mourned the loss of his memories, which made John... John. Once I found out Yellow wasn't John? I had even more sympathy towards him. I agree that Arthur absolutely failed Yellow. I do understand why Arthur did what he did, unable to separate the Entity in his head from the King who had starved him in a pit for three months before absolutely bodying him with not one leg snap but two. I understand that Arthur was too lost in his own trauma sauce to see Yellow unbiasedly. But his hatred of the King poisoned Yellow. Yellow was shaped by Arthur's hatred, just like how John was shaped by Arthur's humanity.

It all comes full circle when it's revealed in Ep 40 that Yellow IS the King in Yellow. I initially thought it was Yellow, John, and then the King. But now Kayne has clarified it is simply John and (the King in) Yellow. Which just. How heartbreaking. The fact that the King, his memories removed, is just as remoldable as John had been. The King had the same capacity for change as John, but Arthur was the one to fail him. I don't know if Yellow will find his humanity. Especially not tied to Larson. But I hope. I hope desperately that Yellow can learn something positive through Arthur, and if not Arthur, then John.

#malevolent #malevolent podcast #spiteful answers

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 5 months

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AITA for saying I don't give a shit about calorie counts?

Before I even start this, I'm going to say - if you actively have an eating disorder, please don't vote on this one. I used to have one and I know how badly ED screws with your reasoning regarding weight and food, even with other people. Onto the dilemma.

I (22M) and my friend (31F) are both on "diets" - in quotes because its a lifestyle change, but idk about her. I've drastically changed my diet, exercise, and general lifestyle for health reasons.

My friend also wanted to start dieting at the same time, and as far as I know, she just wants to lose weight. She has a healthy weight goal in mind and her methods of losing weight are healthy, basically the same as me - better foods and more exercise. Recently we talked about our goals because we both lost several pounds, and she asked me what my goal weight was. I told her I didn't have one, I might later but right now my only focus is making sure my body is in good health. She seemed to agree and the conversation moved on.

Another thing is, I recently learned that I LOVE to cook. I've been adding more veggies and spices into my diet as well - swapping french fries with marinated air-fried carrots, veggie dumplings, shredding cabbage for noodles, making my own stir fry sauce and blends, etc.

I cook for us sometimes, because I often make more than I need and I want to share my cooking with others. But she keeps asking my how many calories are in stuff. I tell her what's in the recipe and how it's made, but I honestly have no clue how many calories are in anything I make. I can tell her pretty much anything else, like it's rich in whatever vitamin, it's low cholesterol, it's a great source of iron, I used healthier alternative instead of whatever... but that's not the info she's looking for. And since a lot of my cooking is experimental, I can't look it up online. I've never noticed this to be an issue before, but I'm a bit clueless so it's possible she showed signs of being bothered by this and I just didn't notice.

It all came to a head the other day when we had dinner after our usual workout. I was charting the exercises I did that day. She asked me if I was tracking calories for the meal and started talking about her calorie tracker app. I listened to her spiel about empty calories and tracking food. When she asked if I was going to downloaded it, I laughed and said "I don't give two shits about counting calories. As long as the food is good for me I don't care." I said it light-hearted and joking bc I don't want her to think it's bad to count calories - it's just not what I'm going to do. But she got quiet and later texted me that it hurts. I explained that she can count calories if she wants, and I don't care if she does or doesn't, but it's not for me. She doesn't know about my eating disorder history and I'd rather not tell her, since that's another reason I don't count calories - I don't want to fall back on starving myself since I KNOW that's not healthy, so it's easier for me to just exclude calories from the picture entirely. Should I tell her why I don't count calories? Could I have told her that I don't care about calories in a nicer way? AITA?

Also, before anyone suggests it - she does NOT have an eating disorder. Idk why she counts calories, but she shares a lot about her life with me, and she eats plenty and eats well, and doesn't exercise excessively, just enough to stay healthy for what she wants to do.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #eating disorder cw

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songbirdseung · 1 month

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moments / kim sunoo

synopsis: just random fluff moments with your favorite person

pairing: kim sunoo x reader

warnings: tooth rotting sweetness, written in 3rd person

wc: 2.9k

Here's to my sunoo stans who don't get the justive they deserve

"Is there any moments that are your favorite?" the interviewer asking sunoo, hoping to get any information on sunoo's relationship that was just announced to the public.

"I love every moment I get to have with yn but if I had to name a few..." that's when he started to go into his own little world and reminisce on the times he's had with you.

I. Questioning Your Relationship:

Yn sat on the grassy hill, the sun shining brightly overhead as a light breeze played with their hair. Lost in the melody of "Never Gonna Give You Up," they hummed the tune, unaware of Sunoo's approach until he sat down beside them.

"What was it that made me fall for you, again?" Sunoo asked, a playful smile tugging at his lips.

Yn paused their humming, turning to look at him with a grin. "My undeniable charm and dazzling wit, of course."

Sunoo chuckled, reaching over to intertwine their fingers. "I think it might've been your terrible taste in music."

Yn gasped in mock offense, nudging him playfully. "Hey, Rick Astley is a classic!"

"True," Sunoo conceded, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to Yn's cheek. "But I think I fell for you because of moments like this, just being together, enjoying the simple things."

Yn felt their heart swell with affection, leaning into his touch. "Well, get ready for a lifetime of terrible music and simple moments, because I'm never gonna give you up."

Sunoo laughed, pulling Yn closer. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

II. You Feel Like Home

On their anniversary, Yn decided to surprise Sunoo with a homemade dinner, despite their usual lack of culinary expertise.

In the kitchen, pots and pans clattered as Yn attempted to follow the instructions, occasionally pausing to consult their phone or taste-test a sauce with a dubious expression. Sunoo, sensing the chaos from the living room, couldn't resist peeking in to see what was happening.

"What's cookin', good lookin'?" Sunoo teased, leaning against the doorway with a grin.

Yn turned, a faint blush dusting their cheeks. "Just attempting to make us a fancy dinner for our anniversary," they admitted sheepishly.

Sunoo's eyes softened with affection as he stepped closer, wrapping his arms around Yn from behind. "You didn't have to go through all this trouble, you know. Just being with you is special enough for me."

Yn leaned back into his embrace, smiling at his reflection in the kitchen window. "I know, but I wanted to do something special for you. Besides, how hard can cooking be, right?"

As the evening progressed, the kitchen filled with the aroma of their culinary experiment. Despite a few mishaps along the way, they managed to put together a meal that, while not quite gourmet, was made with love.

Sitting down at the table adorned with candles and flowers, Yn and Sunoo shared a laugh as they sampled their creation. It might not have been perfect, but in that moment, surrounded by warmth and affection, it was the most delicious meal they had ever tasted.

III. Where It All Started

Yn had been harboring a massive crush on Sunoo for what felt like forever. Every time they were around him, their heart raced, their palms grew sweaty, and coherent sentences seemed to flee from their mind. But despite their best efforts to flirt, they couldn't seem to muster up the courage to confess their feelings.

Fortunately, Yn had a group of friends who were not only aware of their crush but were also massive shippers of the potential romance.

One day, as Yn sat with the Enhypen in their favorite café, they couldn't resist stealing glances at Sunoo, who was engrossed in a book at the opposite end of the table.

Jake, ever observant, nudged Yn with a mischievous grin. "You should totally ask him to join you for a movie night this weekend. It's the perfect opportunity to cozy up together."

Sunghoon chimed in, "And you can make sure to pick a romantic movie. You know, to set the mood."

Jay added with a wink, "And don't forget the popcorn. Extra butter."

Yn blushed furiously, but they couldn't deny the appeal of the plan. With a nod of determination, they resolved to follow their friends' advice.

That weekend, armed with a carefully curated movie selection and an abundance of popcorn, Yn nervously invited Sunoo over for a movie night. To their relief, he accepted with a smile, and soon they found themselves snuggled up on the couch, bathed in the glow of the TV screen.

As the movie played, Yn stole glances at Sunoo, heart pounding in their chest. And to their delight, they noticed him mirroring their actions, his gaze lingering a little longer than usual.

IV. I Love You

Yn's heart raced as they gathered the courage to speak the words they had been holding back for so long.

"You know I love you, right?" they finally confessed, their voice barely above a whisper.

Sunoo's eyes softened, a fond smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I hope so, otherwise this whole relationship will get really awkward," he replied, his tone teasing but filled with warmth.

With a contented sigh, they buried their face in the crook of Sunoo's neck, feeling a sense of peace settle over them.

V. My Support System

Sunoo sat hunched over his desk, the soft glow of his computer screen illuminating the darkened room. He had been up late, grappling with a particularly tricky melody for a new song, his thoughts a jumble of notes and lyrics.

Lost in his creative process, he was startled when he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder. Turning around, he saw Yn standing there, a comforting smile on their face as they held out a steaming cup of tea.

"I thought you might need a little pick-me-up," Yn said softly, their eyes filled with concern. "Thank you," he murmured, touched by Yn's thoughtfulness.

With a tender kiss on the top of his head, Yn settled into the chair beside him, offering their support without a word. Together, they worked side by side, Yn offering encouragement and feedback as Sunoo poured his heart and soul into the music.

Finally, as the first light of dawn began to peek through the curtains, Sunoo played the final notes of his song, a sense of accomplishment flooding through him. Turning to Yn, he couldn't help but smile, grateful for their unwavering support.

"Couldn't have done it without you," he said softly, his voice filled with gratitude. Yn smiled back, their eyes sparkling with pride. "Anytime," they replied.

VI. Furniture Shopping

Sunoo sighed as he surveyed the sorry state of his dorm's couch, its once sturdy frame now marred by broken legs thanks to the mischievous antics of his fellow members. With a resigned shake of his head, he turned to Yn, who had volunteered to help him pick out a replacement.

"Well, I guess it's time to go furniture shopping," Sunoo said with a wry smile, trying to make light of the situation.

And so, armed with a list of furniture stores, Sunoo and Yn set out on their quest. They wandered through showroom after showroom, testing out various couches of all shapes and sizes. Some were too stiff, others too lumpy, but finally, they stumbled upon the perfect one.

It was love at first sit. The couch was plush and inviting, with cushions so soft that they seemed to envelop them in a warm embrace. Sunoo and Yn sank into its depths, letting out simultaneous sighs of contentment.

"This is it," Sunoo declared, a grin spreading across his face as he leaned back against the cushions.

Yn nodded in agreement, their smile mirroring Sunoo's. "Definitely. It's like sitting on a cloud." For a moment, they simply sat there, enjoying the comfort of the new couch and the quiet companionship of each other.

VII. Accidents

Yn winced as they shifted on the couch, their ankle throbbing with pain despite the comforting weight of the cast encasing it. They had been laid up with a sprained ankle for what felt like an eternity, forced to rely on crutches to get around and feeling more than a little frustrated with their immobility.

Sunoo, ever the supportive boyfriend, sat beside them, a sympathetic expression on his face as he watched Yn struggle with their discomfort. Determined to lift their spirits, he reached for a marker and carefully began to doodle little hearts on Yn's cast.

"What are you doing?" Yn asked, their curiosity piqued by Sunoo's sudden burst of creativity.

"Just trying to make your cast a little more stylish," Sunoo replied with a grin, his hand moving deftly as he added more hearts to the design.

Yn couldn't help but smile at his efforts, the simple gesture warming their heart despite the pain in their ankle. As Sunoo continued to doodle, they leaned against him, grateful for his presence and the comfort of his touch.

"Thanks," Yn murmured, their voice soft with appreciation.

Sunoo glanced up from his artwork, his eyes meeting Yn's with a tender gaze. "Anything for you," he replied, his tone filled with sincerity.

VII. YN To The Rescue

Yn slipped out of bed, determined to satisfy Sunoo's hunger pangs. They quickly threw on a hoodie and sneakers, grabbing their keys and wallet before heading out into the cool night air.

The streets were quiet and deserted as Yn made their way to the nearest convenience store, their steps quickening with each passing minute. Finally, they reached their destination and hurried inside, scanning the aisles until they found what they were looking for: tteokbokki, Sunoo's favorite late-night snack.

Grabbing a few packs of the spicy rice cakes, Yn made their way to the checkout counter, their heart racing with anticipation. They couldn't wait to see the look of delight on Sunoo's face when they presented him with his beloved treat.

Minutes later, Yn returned home, the warm glow of the streetlights casting long shadows as they unlocked the door and tiptoed inside.

With a smile, Yn crept into the kitchen, quietly preparing the tteokbokki before placing it on a plate and carrying it to the bedroom. They presented him with the steaming dish, his eyes lighting up with delight as he caught sight of his favorite snack.

"You didn't have to," Sunoo murmured, touched by Yn's thoughtfulness.

Yn simply shrugged, a fond smile playing on their lips. "Anything for you, especially when it comes to tteokbokki." And as they sat together in the dim light of the bedroom, sharing the spicy rice cakes and laughing softly.

IX. Stuck With You

Sunoo peered out the window, dismay written all over his face as he watched the rain pour down in sheets, drenching the streets outside. It was supposed to be the day of their long-awaited date, but Mother Nature had other plans.

With a sigh, he turned to Yn, who stood beside him, their disappointment palpable. "Looks like our plans are ruined," he said, a hint of regret in his voice.

Yn nodded, a small frown marring their features. "Yeah, I was really looking forward to it."

But Sunoo wasn't one to let a little rain dampen their spirits. With a mischievous grin, he grabbed Yn's hand, pulling them towards the couch. "Well, since we're stuck indoors anyway, why don't we make the most of it?"

And so, they spent the afternoon huddled together on the couch, surrounded by blankets and pillows as they delved into the depths of Sunoo's movie collection. Some were classics, others were so bad they were almost unwatchable, but they laughed and joked through them all, their spirits buoyed by each other's company.

As evening approached and the rain showed no signs of letting up, they snuggled closer together on the couch, content to stay cocooned in their little bubble of laughter and love.

X. Bad Decisions

Sunoo's eyes sparkled with excitement as he pointed towards the towering roller coaster, its loops and twists standing out against the vibrant backdrop of the amusement park. "Come on, Yn, let's go on that one!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

Yn hesitated for a moment, their stomach twisting with nerves at the sight of the formidable ride. Roller coasters were never their favorite, but they didn't want to disappoint Sunoo, who was practically bouncing with anticipation.

"Okay, let's do it," Yn agreed, forcing a smile as they tried to muster up some courage.

The safety bar clicked into place, trapping them in place as the coaster lurched forward, climbing higher and higher until they were soaring through the air.

Yn's heart pounded in their chest as the coaster hurtled down the first drop, their stomach dropping with it. They gripped the safety bar with white-knuckled intensity, their eyes squeezed shut as they tried to block out the sensation of freefalling.

Beside them, Sunoo whooped with excitement, his laughter mingling with the screams of the other riders. But as the coaster continued its wild journey, Yn's initial bravado began to fade, replaced by a growing sense of dread.

By the time the ride came to an end, Yn was a trembling mess, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they stumbled out of their seat. Sunoo looked over at them with concern, his excitement tempered by the realization that Yn hadn't enjoyed the ride as much as he had hoped.

"Are you okay?" Sunoo asked, his voice filled with worry as he reached out to steady Yn.

Yn nodded weakly, their legs feeling like jelly as they leaned against Sunoo for support. "I think I'll stick to the gentler rides from now on," they admitted sheepishly, a weak smile tugging at their lips.

Sunoo wrapped an arm around Yn's shoulders, pulling them close as they made their way out of the amusement park. "That's okay," he said gently, his voice filled with understanding. "As long as we're together, it doesn't matter what rides we go on."

XI. Concert Surprise

Sunoo stepped onto the stage, the roar of the crowd enveloping him like a warm embrace as he prepared to perform for his adoring fans. The energy in the air was palpable, crackling with excitement and anticipation.

Little did Sunoo know, amidst the sea of faces in the audience, Yn stood front and center, a banner clutched tightly in their hands, their heart pounding with nervous excitement. They had traveled for hours to be here, determined to surprise Sunoo and show him their unwavering support.

As the music filled the air and Sunoo began to sing, Yn's eyes never left him, their heart swelling with pride at the sight of their boyfriend commanding the stage with such confidence and charisma. They held up their banner high, the words "Sunoo, You're Our Star!" emblazoned across it in bold letters, hoping that Sunoo would catch a glimpse of it amidst the sea of fans.

And then, it happened. Sunoo's gaze flickered over the crowd, his eyes locking with Yn's as he spotted the banner waving proudly in the air. A smile spread across his face, his heart swelling with love and gratitude at the sight of Yn, their unwavering support shining bright in the dimly lit arena.

In that moment, Yn felt a rush of overwhelming joy wash over them as Sunoo sang his heart out, pouring his soul into every note. They cheered and applauded with the rest of the crowd, their voice hoarse from shouting Sunoo's name, but they didn't care. They were just happy to be here, to witness Sunoo's talent and passion firsthand, and to show him just how much he meant to them.

After the concert, as Sunoo made his way offstage, he spotted Yn waiting for him, their eyes shining with pride and adoration. Without hesitation, he made a beeline for them, pulling them into a tight embrace as he whispered words of thanks and love into their ear.

"Thank you for being here," Sunoo said softly, his voice filled with emotion.

Yn smiled up at him, their heart overflowing with love. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world," they replied, their voice filled with sincerity.

XII. Fake It Till You Make It

Sunoo and Yn lay in bed side by side, the glow of the TV casting eerie shadows across the room as they tried to shake off the lingering effects of the horror movie they had just watched. Despite their best efforts to appear unaffected, both knew that sleep would be elusive tonight.

"Pretty intense movie, huh?" Sunoo remarked casually, his voice carefully casual as he tried to gauge Yn's reaction.

Yn shrugged nonchalantly, their heart still racing from the adrenaline of the film. "Yeah, it was alright," they replied, their tone equally noncommittal.

Silence settled between them, punctuated only by the faint sounds of the night outside. But despite their attempts to play it cool, both Sunoo and Yn were acutely aware of the tension in the air, the lingering unease that the movie had left behind.

"Are you scared?" Sunoo asked suddenly, unable to contain his curiosity any longer.

Yn hesitated for a moment before shaking their head adamantly. "Of course not," they replied, their voice a little too forceful to be convincing.

Sunoo raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "Me neither," he said, his voice teasing as he tried to mask his own unease.

But as the minutes stretched into hours and sleep continued to elude them, Sunoo and Yn found themselves drawing closer together, seeking comfort in each other's presence.

And as dawn began to break outside the window, casting a soft glow over the room, Sunoo and Yn finally allowed themselves to relax, the tension of the night slowly fading away.

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