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hollytoshaw · 2 months

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golden hour | harry lewis

summary: singer!y/n releases an album and all songs are dedicated to harry <333

face claim: dua lipa

a/n: had so much fun making these edits, hope you all enjoy!!!

rest of my work hereeee : masterlist

y/n_username posted a photo!

liked by ksi and 450,201 others! y/n_username working on something special 🎤💘 ...

taliamar wonder what it could be🤭 ↳ y/n_username you tell me miss mar

faithlouiseak you're so cute ↳ y/n_username you're the cutest???

ynfan53 sTOP are we getting a new album ?????

w2slover3 when y/n is in the studio you know we're about to be fed

ksi goat ↳ y/n_username 🫡

sidemenfan i'm so ready for my spotify wrapped to be dedicated to y/n

y/n_username posted a photo!

liked by wroetoshaw and 450,249 others! y/n_username GOLDEN HOUR with my boy 🤍 tagged : wroetoshaw

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wroetoshaw moments before you fell and landed in the water ↳ y/n_username don't bait me out harry y/nfan2 did she mean to type in caps lol

sidemenlover5 why is y/n shouting in the caption

taliamar nice caption ↳ y/n_username really good isn't it

y/n_username posted an instagram story!

y/n_username posted a photo!

liked by wroetoshaw and 530,293 others! y/n_username so the news is out! my new album ‘golden hour’ is out november 24th!!! i’m so excited for you all to hear this, i’m so incredibly proud of it 🤍☀️pre order now. link in bio!!! tagged: taliamar, y/nmusic

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ksi legend

faithlouiseak omg can’t wait to hear it

taliamar i love you 🤍😭

wroetoshaw so proud my girl

y/nfan200 omg it’s coming out on harry’s bday

w2synlove HARRYS BDAY IS THE RELEASE DATE😭

w2sfanpage omg every song is gonna be dedicated to harry i can’t even

sidemenw2s4 no way 🥺🥺🥺🥺

ynfanpage does this mean we’re getting a tour?? 🤯

taliamar posted an instagram story! wroetoshaw posted an instagram story!

y/n posted a photo!

liked by wroetoshaw and 490,249 others! y/n_username celebrating the new album with my forever muse 🤍

tagged: wroetoshaw

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wroetoshaw cheers for posting one with me posing

ynfan2 harry being y/n’s biggest fan 🥺

w2sfanpage trained harry so well to take pics

freyanightingale you are glowing 😍

gkbarry gorgeous girl

bambinobecky 🔥🔥🔥

y/n_username posted a photo!

liked by wroetoshaw & 432,029 others! y/n_username first night performing the new album 'golden hour'! just want to say a big thank you to everyone who has supported me and to everyone who came to watch last night, i love you all. most importantly a big thank you to my muse, harry, love you forever, you are the best supporter ever <3

taliamar best night ever!!!

freyanightingale this outfit omg

wroetoshaw 😍

r0sielewis you gorgeous girl

faithlouiseak so proud

geenelly so fit 🔥🔥🔥

sidemanxfan i need to get tour tickets!!!

harryxlewisfan my fave song is greedy <333

miaxmon unreal outfit

w2slover her muse being harry melts my heart

2 months before november 24th - the album release After months of honing her craft, Y/N had finally finished recording her second music album. The album was a culmination of her dreams. Each song was like a labor of love, a piece of her heart poured out for everyone to hear. And the album was about something very special. Someone who Y/N spent every breathing moment thinking about. Someone who she loved so dearly. Her Harry. She was sure nearly all the songs on the album were dedicated to him and she had been hiding them away from him, waiting for the right moment to show him what she’d been working on.

One evening, a few weeks before November 24th (Harry’s birthday & the release date for her album), Y/N had returned home with excitement in her heart. She finally had a copy of her new album in her hands. Stepping through the front door she was greeted by the familiar scent of Harry's favourite candle mingling with the aroma of something delicious cooking in the kitchen. The smell of home met her at the door everyday and it was something she'd never get tired of.

She kicked off her shoes and padded through the hallway, anticipation bubbling in her chest. Into the sitting room she went to find Harry lying on their navy sofa, his phone in his hand, scrolling on tiktok. His eyes flicked up at the sound of her pattering across the floor in her socks. Putting his phone on the arm of the sofa, he got up to greet her with a hug and a kiss on the forehead.

This was a daily routine for Y/N and Harry - either one of them coming through the day later than the other and just immediately embracing each other. The feeling of comfort was unmatched.

“You’re finally home,” he said, wrapping his hands around her frame “-i’ve missed you.”

“Missed you too H.” Y/n replied slightly muffled as her head was resting against his chest.

As she pulled away slightly from their hug, Harry could feel some sort of hard plastic digging into his side. With furrowed brows, he looked down at the item in her hands and then back up at Y/N, still as confused as he had been originally.

“What have you wasted your money on today?” he joked, remembering every silly little thing Y/N had bought ranging from outfits for the dog to matching toothbrush holders - she had an obsession with buying the most random, useless stuff and most of it was left for Harry to store away in the spare room once she realized it was no use to her anymore.

“Nothing,” she laughed, gently hitting him in the chest. “Here, come sit back down, I’ve something to show you.”

Leading him back to his original seat on the coach, Y/N walked just a few steps behind the sofa, placing the CD into a blue stereo sat on a small table. Harry watched as she put the CD in, curiosity overwhelming him, his eyes following her as she sat back down next to him, crossing her legs, eyes beaming with excitement and her stomach full of butterflies.

“Just listen,” she said.

As the first notes filled the room, Harry listened intently, his heart swelling with pride as he recognised Y/N’s unmistakable voice.

With the album progressing as each song ended and a new one began, Harry’s eyes grew larger and he felt his hands reaching out to hold Y/N’s. Each song seemed to speak directly to him, capturing moments from their relationship with clarity and emotion. He listened in awe as Y/N poured her heart and soul into every lyric, baring the deepest thoughts and feelings for the world to heart. Whilst Harry wasn’t the biggest fan of public displays of affection, this album was the completely opposite, he was so proud of her.

By the time the last song faded away, Y/N was sat with a big grin on her face and Harry had one to match her on his . A feeling of love and gratitude was overflowing in his heart - to be fair he always had that feeling around Y/N but something about these songs and her face smiling up at him made his heart want to explode.

“Every song…it’s about us, isn’t it?” he whispered.

Y/N nodded, her eyes shining with love. “Yes, H. Every lyric in every song, all for you,”

''You soppy bastard,'' he grinned, laughing as she rolled her eyes.

''What do you think of it?'' Y/N asked, eyebrows furrowed, ''is it too soppy?''

''Not at all,'' Harry paused, ''I love it - honestly.''

''Really?'' Y/N smiled. She knew Harry was never one to lie to her so him expressing that he actually liked the album was a great feeling for her - he truly meant it.

''Yes, really'' Harry confirmed. ''I mean, it's no KSI but I'd definitely give it a listen on Spotify.''

He received a light swat on the back of the head ''Oh shut up.''

Echoes of his laugh filled the sitting room as he held onto Y/N's hands, eyes meeting hers. ''Being serious now, it's the best thing I've heard in a while, m' so proud of you my girl.'' And with a kiss of her forehead, Y/N relaxed, content she had her boy's approval.

a/n: hope you all enjoyed! been in my drafts so thought i'd finally post <3333

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astermath · 9 months

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hey! could I get some hc’s for the series of Dave and the popular girl? swf and nsfw if possible. TYSM!!!💗

omg yes absolutely! so glad you asked, I really love writing for these two <333 don’t know if you wanted nsfw headcanons too but i kept it to just sfw ones for now, hope you enjoy!

would love to hear you guys’ thoughts and headcanons about these two as well :3

“so? whatever.” dave lizewski x popular!fem!reader: landing page.

♡ even though your family is way wealthier than dave's, he still buys you gifts. flowers, your favourite snacks, those earrings you were gushing to him about. yes, you could easily buy them for yourself, but that doesn't matter to him.

♡ you make up for it to him by buying him expensive, rare, limited edition comic books.

♡ one time he cried because of how happy he was when you got him a special spiderman comic. you happily sat on his lap while he explained his favourite parts about it after.

♡ you know that meme that’s like “he asked for no pickles on his hamburger”? yeah. that’s you two. he may be tall, muscly and your city’s most popular vigilante, but he’s also dave. and dave is still getting used to sticking up for himself.

♡ it doesn’t make it any better that your brothers friends still mess with him sometimes. so, you’ve had to set the record straight to them a few times. cussing them out, threatening to beat their asses, or just pulling in your boyfriend for a deep kiss to really drive the point home.

♡ dave does the same thing when todd or marty make a comment about you being a bimbo, or a mean girl, neither of which are true. and he makes sure to remind them that the only reason they’re not getting shoved into lockers anymore is also because of you.

♡ surprisingly, your dad has taken a serious liking to your boyfriend too. he was skeptical of him at first, thinking he was some pervert trying to get into his daughter’s pants, but he sees that not only is dave is smart, he really, really loves you.

♡ and either way, he could never deny his little girl of anything. even if it is loving the biggest dork he’s ever seen.

♡ when you go shopping, he always carries your bags. all of them. not like it’s hard for him, with those beefy arms.

♡ he also loves it when you give him a little fashion show showing everything that you bought. then again, he’d think you’re beautiful even if you were wearing a trash bag.

♡ he always loves to watch you get ready. you think he’s not paying attention, reading a comic or scrolling on his phone, but he’s watching your reflection in your vanity mirror out of the corner of his eye. smiling at the way you look so concentrated when doing your eyeliner, or how cute the pout of your lips is when you apply your lipgloss.

♡ WILL sing along with whatever pop song you put on. taylor swift, ariana grande, olivia rodrigo, he’s humming along at first and suddenly you realise. he knows all the words. and he’s just fully singing along with you because he knows you love those songs.

♡ dave is not much of a gossiper himself, but he will always hear you out when you have some juicy tea to spill. like no way, jessica really said that? god, she would have the nerve, no wonder her boyfriend cheated on her— you giggle, it’s a funny sight, seeing your nerdy sweet boyfriend get so into the drama of it all.

♡ he’s really happy and really grateful that in the end, he’s never a secret for you. you’re very happy to have him as your boyfriend, and you’re not afraid to let the world know. anyone who has a problem with that would have to deal with your sharp tongue and biting remarks.

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shubblelive · 10 months

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— INVITATION

summary : after a long day of work, wilbur is desperate to curl up and spend time with his favourite girl. only problem is you’re not speaking to him.

genre : angst -> fluff, happy ending

warnings : light swearing, mentions of food/eating, wilbur being mean

pairing : cc!wilbur soot x fem!reader

pronouns : she/her, reader is called a girl

featuring : cc!wilbur soot

requested : Could you do a wilbur fic where the reader is an overall bubbly, energetic person and wilbur just suddenly lashes out at her one day, and she apologizes and goes home, and wilbur tries to call her and apologize and everything in the end it’s just fluff and apologies<33 tyy

word count : 2.1k

note : hi anon!! i hope you enjoy this fic, it’s a bit longer than i expected but i’m very very happy with it <3 also you referred to reader using she/her so i used those pronouns in the fic i hope that’s alright <333

you were wearing his favourite jumper. it was yours - he’d swear on it - but you were adamant that it belonged to him. it had, originally, as most of your jumpers were, been his. but he’d given it to you months ago, and you were still promising that you were going to return it one day. he hoped you didn’t.

you’d been stealing his clothes for as long as you two had been together, for the last four years he had bought every single shirt, jumper, jacket, with the knowledge that you would steal it. it made sense, in your earliest days, when the two of you were long distance. you’d arrive at his flat for a week with a half-packed suitcase, and you’d leave with nearly a drawer full of his sweaters. but even now that you lived ten minutes away, you still had a habit of nabbing his sweaters. he didn’t mind in the slightest, and most of the time he would offer up suggestions for articles of clothing you could take. you guys had been together for nearly five years, it felt weird for him to be territorial on his clothes, especially because you’d return them whenever he asked, the scent of your perfume mingling on the fabric. he absolutely loved seeing you so happy, and if you stealing a shirt or two did that then he was more than willing to comply.

or at least, he was usually. now, he was running late for a stream and he couldn’t find his grey jumper. he’d been tearing his bedroom apart piece by piece in an attempt to find it so he didn’t have to walk through the rain in just a t-shirt. he sighed and sat down on his bed, remembering that he gave it to you when he went over to your apartment earlier in the week. it had been five days since he’d seen you in person, and it was driving him crazy. he had planned to spend the night at your place after his stream though, and that was pulling him through. it was fine, he took a few deep breaths and went to go and find a jacket to wear, already pulling up twitter to post the stream would be ten or so minutes late. he remembered to tweet out about his late stream, but he hadn’t remembered to text you to tell you that he would be late coming over. you’d organised for seven, which gave him nearly three hours of streaming time, and he assured you that he wouldn’t be going for that long. he ended up jumping on a call with some other people while he played, though, and that completely distracted him. leaving the office at eight, he had his phone on speaker as he tried to order an uber and call you at the same time. he was exhausted, and of course he wanted to see you and spend time with his favourite girl, but he didn’t know if he’d be able to reach your house without falling asleep, and being more social sounded like torture.

his jacket was rough against his arms, and he remembered suddenly about the jumper. your call timed out and he finished ordering the uber for his own flat, moving to text you and tell you he didn’t feel up to hanging out.

he opened your message history, and was hit with a message from you from half-past six, over an hour and a half ago. hi wil, you’d opened with, and he softened, knowing his annoyance didn’t really mean anything. my neighbours are being really loud, so do you mind if we meet at your place? can’t wait to see you. there was another two, each sent half an hour apart, a second one apologising for messaging while he was streaming, and a third saying, hi i let myself in i hope that’s okay. are you almost home? your most recent message was nearing forty-five minutes ago, and he cursed under his breath, cancelling the uber knowing it would be faster for him to walk than wait.

he reached his apartment out of breath and cold, and he couldn’t wait to collapse into bed. he still got to see you, and hopefully your smile would be enough to rid himself of any residual annoyance he held towards you.

he dropped his guitar case on the floor in the living room, calling out your name. “lovely? you still here?”

he heard a crash from the kitchen and took his coat off, slinging it over the arm of the couch. “hang on!”

he had a headache, and he massaged his temple as he made his way into the kitchen. you brightened the second he arrived, all but running into his arms. “hi, darling,” he needed alone time. he loved you, of course he loved. you were one of the most important people in his entire life, he absolutely adored you. but right now, he craved being by himself. you were here though, so he wasn’t going to make that your problem.

“hi, wil! sorry about the mess!” you smiled up at him. “i thought i’d make food? are you hungry?”

he shook his head. “no, you’re alright. want any help?” this time it was you who shook your head, and he kissed your temple before going to sit down on the couch, closing his eyes. you’d eat, and then you guys would be able to go to bed, and when he woke up in the morning you would be there, and he’d get to take you out for breakfast and spend the entire day with you. he just needed rest.

there was something you needed, and it was on the top shelf. you didn’t want to bother wilbur, he’d just got home, you could do it yourself. wilbur was much taller than you, so to get to his top shelf you would have to climb up on the counter. you’d be alright, you didn’t need to stand up or anything, just kneeling on the bench would be fine. you got up there with ease, but wilbur came through the doorway right as you started reaching. “what are you doing?” he’d been too loud, he knew that instantly, you jumped, and he had to rush forward and stop you from falling off the counter. “what on earth are you on the counter for?”

“i was trying to reach the bowl,” you said quietly. he stroked your cheek with his thumb.

“why didn’t you come get me?”

he helped you down. “i’m sorry, wil. didn’t want to bother you,” you admitted. he felt a flash of annoyance, and then kicked himself for it. you were never a bother, not even when he was exhausted.

“you should have asked for help.” he said simply. “do you need anything else?”

you smiled up at him, but he couldn’t bring himself to return it. “do you wanna watch a movie? i’ve been hearing good things about this one new one, here let me-”

“stop,” he breathed out. “i’m exhausted, and i just want to be alone, and you’re here, in my kitchen crashing around and almost hurting yourself! i can’t do this right now?”

your smile ebbed, and you took a step back. “why didn’t you say anything?”

“because i didn’t want to upset you,” he sighed out, running a hand through his hair. “i just can’t do this tonight,”

“you invited me-”

“you invited yourself!” he wasn’t yelling, no, he had enough patience to not be yelling at you, but his voice was raised. “i didn’t invite you over to my house into my kitchen, to wear my sweaters.”

you’d been together for half a decade. neither of you needed an invitation, you both knew that. wilbur had given you a key because he wanted you to let yourself in whenever you needed. he’d spent entire days in your flat without you there while you were away. this had never been an issue before, and he made sure you knew that.

you stood still for a moment before reaching down and pulling off the jumper of his he’d been looking for, leaving you in a black long sleeved shirt underneath. you tossed it to him. “because you never thought to call me and let me know you’d be late. by over an hour.” you were quiet, quieter than you usually were. your voice was loud, and bright and he revelled in it, soaking up every little comment you made, every “i love you,” every giggle, he adored it.

“because not everything i do has to do with you,” he was verging on cruel, and he knew it. “i had a long day at work, and i just want to be alone, but you’re here. so i have to cater to you.”

you didn’t reply, just brushing past him, with a soft “sorry” as your arm brushed his. you grabbed your stuff and left in silence, deciding on walking home.

he rested his forehead against the closest surface - the fridge - and swore under his breath. he was still holding your jumper, and he brought it up to his face, burying his nose in it. it smelled like lavender.

he fished his phone out to call you as he retook his place on the couch, cheek still pressing into the jumper. it was soft. he loved it. he loved you. he was such an asshole.

he called. you ignored him. he called again, three times. four times over the half an hour until he knew you were home and he knew you were ignoring him. his headache had increased, and all he wanted was for you to be resting in his lap, drinking you in while you watched your movie. he opened his phone again, not to call you this time, but instead to order an uber for your place. god, they were probably making so much money off him tonight but if he had to walk the entire way to your house, he’d collapse of exhaustion. he was there within fifteen minutes, thankfully this driver not getting him lost, and he payed with one hand as he bounded up the stairs with the other. he brought out his keys on autopilot and then remembered what he’d said, putting them down to knock on your door instead.

“darling!” this time he was yelling. he didn’t care though, he needed you to hear him. it took three more times knocking and five more yelled pet names before you opened the door. your eyes were red, and you had changed into softer clothes, these ones all belonging to you. “i’m so sorry,” the words spilled from his mouth before he could stop them. “i’m sorry i got angry, i’ve been so tired recently and that’s not your fault nor your problem, but i took it out on you and you don’t deserve that, lovely.”

“i didn’t want to bother you,” you said softly, voice barely above a whisper. he took a step closer to you hesitantly, and when you didn’t step back he wrapped his arms around you.

“you’re never a bother,” he said, voice pouring with affection to make up for his thoughts betraying him earlier. “i love you more than anything. i’m sorry i didn’t show you that tonight,”

“i’m sorry for going in without you telling me,” you said.

he shook his head vehemently. “i gave you a key, lovely. i gave you a key because any space with you is better than one without.” he took your face in his hands and made you look at him as he spoke, trying to get you to absorb every word he was saying. “i want to spend the rest of my life with you, and i can’t do that if you can’t get into my house.”

you looked like you were about to start crying again, and he kissed you gently. “i’m sorry,”

“don’t be sorry,” he assured you. “just let me in? i want to watch a movie with you.” your smile came back, if only slightly, and he knew he was making progress. you brightened up every room you were in, and even if you were a little loud, and too bubbly, and you stole his sweaters, he wouldn’t want you to be any different. he kissed you again, slowly and gently and when he pulled back your eyes were sparkling. “lovely?” you hummed to show you were listening. “when we get a place together, promise you won’t climb on the counters?”

“i don’t know if i can commit to that,” you said, laughing softly. “but i’ll see what i can do.”

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delcakoo · 1 year

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jake with a short gf ༉‧₊˚.

requested <3 ! jay ver ! hoon ver ! riki ver !

PAIRING ! jake x f!reader

GENRE ! fluff

WC ! 1.1k

WARNINGS ! absolutely none just jake being cute puppy bf

a/n: hoon ver is next, then riki according to my inbox jsdhdh! thank u for the req nonnie c:

AS ONE OF THE SHORTER MEMBERS

jake love love loves your height so much <333

he thinks you’re just the cutest and will take absolutely any chance he can to PICK YOU UP

need help reaching something?

instead of getting it for you, this boy will wrap his arms around your waist and lift you up so YOU can be the one to get it

then when you finally get it and he puts you down he’s like “lets gooo!! you did it princess, up top!!” *extremely loud high five*

if you’re literally just existing??

don’t question anything if you’re suddenly being raised into the air and spun around in circles while jake’s just giggling

and especially since your boyfriend doesn’t work out, this makes him feel very manly and strong so let him be 😞😞

this one is a bit annoying BUT

whenever you try to scold him he is totally unserious because lisTEN THE WAY YOU’RE LOOKING UP at hIM IT MAKES HIM ALL GIDDY iNSIDE 💔💔

“jake i’m serious, how the hell did you break my microwave?”

“uhh….😊”

“why the fuck are you smiling?!

he just giggles but quickly covers his mouth, “sorry angel, you just look so cute when you’re mad!”

you don’t know if you wanna punch him or give him a big hug because why is he adorable

and dw he buys you a new microwave before your tiny leg punts him to mars (he jokes that he wouldn’t even feel it 🧍mfer)

no matter where you are

even if you’re on in public this boy will absolutely give you endearing head pats

you’re just peacefully laying against your boyfriend’s chest in the skytrain

and suddenly he’s patting you like a cat or something

*extremely dramatic, slow head turn* “what’re you doing?”

“giving you pets!” jake replies with an innocent smile

you give him a disgusted glance, “...you’re lucky i love you.”

gets evEN MORE GIDDY AFTER YOU SAID THAT like a real pupPY

one of jake’s most favourite things on earth is when you wear his clothes <3

you just walk out from a shower with wet hair looking all hot and steamy

and as he’s about to jokingly wolf whistle from the bed like an idiot, his eyes fall to your figure being practically swallowed by HIS GREY HOODIE 🥹🥹

your little hands have formed the cutest sweater paws and even your knees are hidden by the bottom of the fabric and your boyfriend is just uwuing

“ahhhh my cute girl!! c’mereee!”

he’d then proceed to jump off the bed and run towards you, not giving you a second to protest before throwing you on the bed for cuddle time <33

“bub, i need to dry my hair”

“shhh, i’m more important aren’t i ?!”

what’re u gonna do

say no??? didn’t think so ❤️

also also

jake feels EXTRA protective of you due to your smallness :(

would if the wind is too strong and blows you away?!

when you guys are walking in a crowd.. oh boy

he has a GAME PLAN forming in his head

you are not going to be anymore than 3 centimetres from his body until you’re out of the stampede

he doesn’t actually tell you anything, you kinda just let him do what we wants as he pulls you right against his body and leads you with one hand against the small of your back

the other hand is tightened by his side in case anybody tries something

he’s ready to FIGHT

that’s a joke

this is jake he’d probably apologise if someone bumped into him BUT when it comes to you he’ll definitely be sending some harsh stares and frowns

“geez.. who do these tall people think they are??”

“you were right there! like, i get you’re pretty tiny but he should’ve been looking down too 😡!!”

*sends death glares at anyone who dares to shove into you and say ‘sorry, didnt see you down there’*

speaking of walks

if you are literally ever tired, do not be afraid to let him know !!

his favourite thing ever is giving you piggybacks and just cooing at how small and easy you are to carry

“hop on, princess!”

subtly tries to show off his not very existent muscles by flexing his arms while he carries you even tho in reality it’s just cuz you’re light af

“feels like i'm wearing a backpack”

“shortie, you still up there? sorry, i can barely even tell ☺️”

AGAIN he doesn’t like.. TEASE you as bad as two other members i’m thinking of would.. 🧌

but he definitely does make random annoying remarks like that

bullies you when you least expect it fr. 😞😞

another reason jake loves your height is because it makes it 10x easier during cuddle sessions (if you havent noticed im a cuddling w jake enthusiast) to literally wrap his entire body around yours like a whole cocoon

he will only cuddle ONE PERSON (and one dog) IN THIS WORLD and he’s determined to make sure you feel the most loved ever >:(((

when you try to be the big spoon he just giggles a bit

watches in amusement as your tiny arms try to wrap around his whole frame

“baby you’re cute and all, but let me take it from here” proceeds to flip you around so your back is to his chest before squeezing the breath out of you jshdjdh

back hugs with him <3333

if someone comments about your height, i’m sorry but this mf will probably laugh with them 🧍

“y/n! are you wearing insoles in your shoes again?” jungwon snickers AS SOON AS YOU WALK THROUGH THE DOOR

“n-no…” you lie, refusing to meet the cat boy’s mischievous eyes

then all of a sudden jake appears behind you.. the man you thought you could trust..

“oh, she is.” he eXPOSES you, “do you really think y/n grew up to my neck in a day?

then they both start laughing as if you aren’t right there 😞

“i’m breaking up with you,” you huff

he fakes a gasp, “oh no, who’s gonna help you reach the kitchen shelves then?” WHY IS HE SO MEAN

“i’ll ask heeseung”

suddenly he’s gasping for real and pulling you into a hug that lifts your feet off the ground

“you can’t do that! that’s my job :(((“

moral of the story

big puppy boyfriend who ADORES your height and if you’re ever insecure about it you’ll just end up being hugged to death with never ending words of comfort >:(

MORE HUGS FOR MY SHORT READERS 🫂

if you enjoyed, reblogs n’ comments are always motivating <3

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jjkgyu · 1 year

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hiii,i loved your mingyu as a first time dad,if its possible can you make one for scoups 🫶 tysm<333

tyvm! sorry everyone for being ia uni has been crazy lately but i’m starting to write again! enjoy xx

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seungcheol as a first time dad! ♡

scoups would be so ready to be a dad, even before you were engaged or married. the thought of having kids with you was everything he ever wanted and he wanted it to happen as soon as possible

when he finds out you’re pregnant, scoups definitely cries. he’d pick you up carefully, tears streaming down his face asking if you’re being serious. when you nod with excitement, he would pull you into the tightest hug and promise to be the best dad ever

scoups would be the perfect husband while you’re pregnant. he’s already protective enough of you as it is, but since you’re carrying his child he wouldn’t even let you lift a finger during pregnancy. he would be ready to drop whatever he’s doing at any given moment to run to the store for you or be there to give you massages whenever you needed it, and he’d have his hand glued to your stomach at all times

when scoups meets his daughter for the first time, he’s honestly a mess. he’s overcome with love for his little girl as he holds her in his arms and tells her that he’s going to protect her and be there for her for the rest of his life. “you’re the most perfect little baby ever”, he’d whisper to her with the proudest smile on his face

he needs to be holding his daughter 24/7. you often have to put up a fight at times because he never wants to let her go. he insists you get more rest which in other words means he can spend more time with his little girl

so protective of her, even before she can stand on her own. even if she’s laying down right in front of him he won’t take his eyes off her for a second. part of him hates anyone but you or him holding her and he impatiently waits to take her back into his arms

she’s definitely a daddy’s girl since he spoils her so much. he buys her anything she lays her eyes on, and seeing her smile makes him the happiest man alive. scoups has a photo of her as his lockscreen at all times and he revolves his whole schedules around his daughter

he is definitely the type of dad to rush home from work if you text him that your daughter won’t stop crying. he’ll come speeding through the front door holding his arms out to pick his daughter up with a pout and ask her “what’s the matter, little one?”

scoups’ favourite thing to do is to run errands with his daughter, pushing her pram through the aisles in the grocery store and checking in on her every 5 seconds to make sure she’s okay. he also loves when strangers tell him how cute she is and he has to stop himself from going on and on about her

scoups honestly could talk about his daughter forever. his members tease him because he always finds a way to bring her up in conversations. but of course they don’t mind listening because they love her nearly as much as he does

he hates big milestones because it means she’s growing up. he almost wants to shut his eyes when she takes her first steps because he can’t accept the fact that she’s nearly a year old. but of course he’s the proudest dad ever and he’ll invite all his members over to celebrate his daughter’s milestone

when she does turn one, scoups is a mess. he can’t believe she’s all grown up and he holds her close to him the entire day trying not to burst out into tears

the day she starts preschool is very emotional for scoups. you question why he’s chosen to wear sunglasses to her first day of school before you see the tears on his face, and you can’t help stifle a laugh. he pouts at the sight of her huge backpack that’s twice the size of her, and he doesn’t want to let her go. “if anyone upsets you, make sure you tell your teacher to call me right away, okay?” he’d tell her seriously before finally sending her off.

when your daughter returns home one day talking about a boy in her class, you immediately move to block his ears. he always jokingly tells her to stay away from boys, but he honestly can’t handle his daughter growing up any more

he keeps the closest eye on her even when she’s playing on the playgroup or sitting with her friends. his biggest fear is something happening to his little girl so even if you tell him to relax, he won’t avert his gaze easily unless he’s convinced she’s okay and safe

scoups loves the matching pjs and outfits, but as she gets a bit older she hesitates to tell him that she’s embarrassed because it makes him so happy. “what, you don’t love your dad anymore?” he’d joke to her, but he’d open up to you in secret about how much he wants her to stay little forever

scoups is the kind of dad to stay up late watching hair tutorials so he can learn how to do her hair in plaits and pigtails and buns. he furrows his brows in concentration every morning before school as he attempts to tie her hair as neatly as possible, and is so proud of himself once he sees the finish product

he is kind of on the stricter side when it comes to school. he mostly only cares that she’s trying her best, but if he notices that she’s slacking off he doesn’t mind taking on the discipline role. scoups is the type of dad to help her with homework and projects and he takes note of due dates to keep her on track

his daughter has her dad wrapped around her finger. if she asks for a puppy one morning, she’ll come home from school to a new puppy at the front door. scoups cooks her favourite dinners if she’s having a bad day and he’ll pick her up from school with her favourite milkshake to cheer her up

as she grows up, scoups never stops spoiling her and he’s the most patient, loving, and protective dad ever!

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neteyamslovrr · 1 year

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omg imma abuse this 2k event thing

category: fluff

number: 9

character: aonung

(ps. HAPPY 2K KAY!!!!! I LOVE YOUUUU)

SURPRISE

second 2k event fic for my beautiful moot lex <333

You and Ao’nung had been mated for almost two years. Knowing each other since you were children and constantly spending every moment with each other no one was surprised when you both announced your union.

Even when your souls had already intertwined the two of you still found the need to endlessly be in each other’s company. Whether it was your head resting on his shoulder, laying together in the sand or a large hand resting on your stomach.

You had found out you were pregnant months ago, something Ao’nung was beyond excited for. He already felt blessed to have you beside him every day, to think you were gifting him with a product of your love was something he would be eternally grateful for.

This resulted in him being incredibly protective of you. Constantly looming behind you, his large hands hovering over your body as he was give his signature glare to anyone who dared look your way. (You told him he was just being delusional that no one was looking, but he insisted.)

“Ao’nung I understand that your mate instincts kicked in but I think you may be having more pregnancy hormones than me.” Ao’nung scoffed at you with a smile plastered across his face.

“I am just worried flower, I don’t want you to hurt yourself. You waddle like a baby”

“If I remember correctly I have a baby in me. This is your fault.” You faced him with a cheeky grin on your face. He couldn’t even get tired of seeing the way your eyes squinted as your cheeks rose showing your beautiful smile.

“I think we are both at fault actually.” Your mouth dropped in annoyance as he laughed at your expression.

“Come with me. I want to show you something.” You groaned, your feet getting tired from the walking. Ao’nung gave you a encouraging look as he held your hand.

“Why must you torture me. Do you take joy out of me moving like an elder.”

“It is funny…kinda”

“Ao’nung!”

“I am sorry flower, I do not relish in seeing you in pain. But I promise you’ll want to see this.” He dragged your hand as he walked towards the direction of your marui. You were walking slow, feet growing tired as you grumbled complaints to your mate who was pulling you along.

“Ao’nung this better be worth it.”

“It will be, but what’s your threat if it isn’t my tough girl?” He looked back at you with a smirk as you glared at him.

“You don’t want to know. Way too hardcore for your pregnancy hormones.”

“You! You are the pregnant one!” Ao’nung groaned still pulling you along as he mumbled a number of profanities.

“Now show me the surprise! I am bored!”

“Ok close your eyes pretty girl.” He watched you close your eyes, double checking before he guided you to the inside of your marui, a hand securely resting on the small of your back and your stomach.

The light dimmed as you got inside, making your anticipation grow larger. “Can I please open my eyes now?”

“Eywa, so impatient. But yes open!” You opened and immediately gasped, your hands covering your jaw that had dropped.

There in front of you was a newly decorated section part of your marui. Adorned with carved toys, new woven mats and most impressive was a ground cot that was woven so delicately in the yarn of your favourite colours. He had created small blankets to drape over the cot along with a mobile that hung above it, with little carved ilu’s twirling softly.

“Oh my Eywa. Ao’nung this is beautiful.” You felt yourself tearing up, turning to crash Ao’nung into a tight embrace. He chuckled and rubbed his hand along your back giving you a soft peck to the head.

“Do not cry flower. If you cry, I’ll cry and that won’t be fun for anyone. You know I’m not a pretty crier.” Ao’nung looked at his work proudly, a sense of pride growing his chest, just like his soon to be growing family. “Tsireya helped me with the weaving. But I started carving the toys as soon as I heard you were pregnant. I guess I got a tiny bit carried away.”

“Thankyou so much my love. I love this so much. I love you so much.” You hugged him tighter before looking up to give him a tender kiss. The happy tears brimming your eyes as Ao’nung caressed your face softly.

“Do you think our child will love it as much as you do?” You nodded quickly.

“Of course they would. How could they not? I can’t wait to see our child grow up with your love.”

“Our love flower. Our love.”

reblogs super duper appreciated my lovelies have a great day/night !! <3

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hyunverse · 23 days

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hiiiiiii eren baby HAPPY 5K AGAIN 💖💖💖💖💖💖 you deserve itttt!!!!!! i was thinking of my ideal date while walking home today TO TELL U UR EVENT HAS BEEN ON MY MIND… anyway, it deffo involves going to a museum because talking about the art works and interpreting them with someone is the most fun and it tells you a lot about how they think.. then, a stroll by the beach while eating ice cream is always nice (and romantic 😁) then sushi!!!! always my fav food, just a really chill date that allows deep convos to flow nicely hehe have funnnn with this!!! i love U congrats again <333

— the cupid's heard your wish, your match is hwang hyunjin .ᐟ

note: hi sahar bae <33 YOU'RE SO SWEET THANK U T_T sending you so much love 💞

playlist...

baby i'm yours by arctic monkeys ・ sweet creature by harry styles ・ my kind of woman by mac demarco ・ i want to hold your hand by the beatles ・ moonlight by ariana grande ・ can't take my eyes off you by frankie valli

trope...

what if. What if. sahar what if i give u. nerd hyune. nerd x popular trope!!! hyunjin's like super surprised that the cool girl he's been admiring from afar likes art just like him and plans the best date ever <3

headcanons...

picture this. nerdy hyune who'd stare at you from afar, blushing everytime your eyes meet in a lecture.

at one point, he stirs up the courage to finally talk to you and he's pleasantly surprised that you like art like him too!!

once you start dating i feel like he'd bring you to see all the exhibitions he wants to see. hyunjin loves the way you'd stare at the artworks with sparks in your eyes, loves discussing about each piece with you.

lots of picnic dates too!!! count on him to bring you your favourite food.

omg trying to make homemade sushi with him would be funny too. ends up failing and y'all will just eat the ingredients.

can and will draw you all the time. a lot of the pages of his sketchbook has little sketches of you. he's an obsessive boyfriend tbh he'll make his entire personality about you.

the kind of boyfriend to bring you up in every conversation. oh my girlfriend taught me this, oh my girlfriend likes that brand, oh my girlfriend showed me this meme. all the time!!!

100% gushes about you to his friends. you'll meet changbin one day and he goes, "oh yeah how was the new cafe you tried out?" like hyunjin will tell his friends abt you so much that it's like his friends are now yours too.

you're forever his muse. whether it be the inspiration to his paintings or his songs, you're on his mind always.

#hehe i hope u'll like this #꒰ ⌗ 𝗖𝗨𝗣𝗜𝗗'𝗦 𝗖𝗢𝗥𝗡𝗘𝗥 ! ꒱#hyunjin x reader #hyunjin imagines #hyunjin fluff

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seungisms · 1 year

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who in stray kids would be into mutual masturbation

istg there’s nothing chan lives for more than teasing you until you’re on the brink of sobbing. absolutely loves seeing how worked up you get from watching him stroke his cock, eyes looking so cute and pleading for him to finally touch you - practically drooling while your own fingers fucked into your sloppy cunt. takes such pleasure in how easily he’s able to dominate you, ordering you exactly when to curl your fingers and making you stop playing with your clit just when you’re about to cum. and you obey him each and every time like the good little slut you are <333 could literally lick up your small tears of frustration every time he rips that orgasm away from you!! such a sadist in a soft-doms body. will not cease his torment until he’s felt you’ve been tortured enough, even if his cock is crying out for your little pussy to finally wrap snugly around him. this guy will give you the best dicking down of your life after, to reward you for being ‘such a good girl’ 🥴

jisung is such a degenerate lmao, loves mutual masturbation for the simple fact that there’s no better feeling than bringing himself to the brink of orgasm again and again while watching you toy with your clit, desperation basically dropping from his choked moans - silently begging to replace your fingers with his aching cock. this man will be sososo whiny and pouty, hand tightening around himself every time he catches a glimpse of your digits dipping into your tight entrance, stretching yourself out just to tease him further - letting out a huff once you go right back to rubbing your bud, not paying any mind to his frustrated begs. lives for the teasing more than anything, it gets him off so well watching you pleasure yourself and thinking about how nice and warm your cute cunt will feel milking him later. 10/10 big fan 🫶

felix didn’t even realise how much he enjoyed mutual masturbation until he caught himself thinking about your pussy stuffed full of your own fingers while crying for him to finally fuck you at the most inappropriate times of the day. just loves seeing how well you can work yourself off for him. even when he’s on tour he’ll make time for you. facetimes you in the early hours of the morning, eyeliner and glitter still coating his tired eyes from his earlier performance and hair matted from sweat, ordering you to finally show him your ‘sweet little pussy’ after the long day he’s had. one of the rare times dom!felix comes out 🤒 let’s out the b i g g i e s t groan as soon as your cunt appears on his screen, one hand balancing his phone on his stomach and the other immediately going to fist his cock, teasing himself to the thought of how wet and snug you’d feel around him rn. loves making you fuck yourself knuckle deep and curl them against your walls, the feeling of being full of your own fingers yet still craving his dick shown clearly on your face and he swears there’s no better sight. will make you cum over and over again until your cunt is aching and used. definitely a big fan of mutual masturbation but all he can think about while doing it is how good it’ll feel fucking up into you later.

seungmin l i v e s for this !! similar to jisung that he enjoys it mostly for the teasing aspect, only it’s you that’s gonna be suffering. his favourite hobby is reducing you to a no good blubbering mess begging for his dick. loves watching your pretty fingers pumping into your core, fucked out eyes glued to the way he fisted his cock, practically rushing to your knees between his spread legs the moment he tells you to spit on his dick, mouth watering at the sight of him using your salvia as lube - wanting nothing more than to wrap your lips around him and suck him until he’s the one crying out for you. sometimes he’ll just go ahead and finish himself off, cumming in thick ropes onto his stomach and leaving you hanging, pussy throbbing and aching for him :( he thinks you look so cute :( sososo cruel, just wants you to prove how whipped you are for his cock. like felix he also really enjoys facetiming while on tour, your cute whimpers and the sight of either your fingers or a vibrater stuffing your cunt filling his senses and never failing to make him paint himself in his own cum. definitely one of his favourite ways to tease you <3

#📨 you've got mail!#📨 askbox┊anon #not the slay i wish it was but just smth small to ease myself back into writing 🫶#ignore how feral i got for felix i got for a sec oops #skz reactions #skz smut #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids x reader #bang chan smut #han jisung smut #lee felix smut #kim seungmin smut #bang chan x reader #han jisung x reader #lee felix x reader #kim seungmin x reader

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blueparadis · 2 years

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▏MAGNETIC MOONLIGHT ▏M.SANO ▏

+. CWs—» omega!fem!reader, alpha!manjiro sano, abo au + mafia au, explicit smut, omegaverse terminology, fluff, light humour, mutual pinning,slow burn, marking, sensory deprivation, denning, nesting, mention of knotting & bonding, oral acts, lotus position, aftercare. word count— 7.2k

+. synopsis —» Manjiro loved his life, it was enriched with everything he cherished with his bullet proof heart but he didn't realise that he was starving until he tasted you.

+. notes —» this is commissioned by @wallflowerdowned THANK YOU SO MUCH. This has now become one of my favourite Manjiro fics. I hope you like it too <333. you can also read this in my ao3.

COMMISSIONS + NAVIGATION LINKS.

PLAYLIST - something about you + juliet + something super sweet + butterflies + every second + drugs n’ hella melodies .

Manjiro and Ryuguji entered the bar with utmost haste to save themselves from another perilous wave threatening to dash on them. It was not just a bad idea, it was something that could turn the tide against them. Emma was missing, which was not the problem. It has become normal since she got married to Draken. They were in a very happy marriage but sometimes their decisions clash. It is so rare to have their decisions coincide, and have them on board on a particular matter. Manjiro always thought why Emma even decided to marry Draken since all she did was bicker with him all day. But at the same time, he was happy; happy that Sano house will have a child in the house and he won’t be dragged into his dearest friend’s love quarrel.

As soon as Manjiro stepped into the bar, he began to shout, “Oi Emmaaa.” and that certainly ticked off Draken’s brimming patience.

“What the fuck you’re doing?”, Mikey’s slate eyes shot up to Draken, glinting with confusion. Baji had already walked into the dance floor by the time, skimming through the crowd basking in neon lights. He exhaled a deep sigh as soon as he noticed that his friends were not by his side. He took a few steps back finding them proudly blocking the entrance of the bar and bickering like kids. Baji remarked, “Mikey, no cop announces their presence.”, filling the blanks in Mikey's head that were starting to create wrinkles in his forehead. “Right”, he yapped. “Let’s scatter then”, Manjiro and Draken went south while Baji, Chifuyu, and Kazutora joined the dancing crowd. The popular pattern of good cop and bad cop.

Mikey and Draken, had to split since Draken was getting restless. He was not to blame, anyone would lose their composure if their Omega went missing, and that too during their pregnancy. Manjiro looked around and found nothing unusual. There were no signs of shady people in this bar which was odd since this was one of the most expensive bars under Tettas that could be labeled as a hub for budding mafia pupils. One wrong move and Kisaki will know that they were in his territory which might create more problems than he can think of right now.

Manjiro’s onyx eyes scanned the place thoroughly until he spotted a blonde girl resting her head over the bar counter, leaning against it, lifelessly. He let out a growl advancing in her direction. Baji cleared the crowd instantly as Manjiro’s growl reached his ear; even though he earned strong resistance from the guards. Chifuyu aligned all the bartenders and other staff on a side while Hanemiya was already making calls to the owner of this bar, Kisaki Tetta. Draken carefully took Emma in his arms and sat on the nearest settee. Manjiro was the most desired as well as popular alpha in town. With his first line of alphas accompanying him, no one dared to talk, not even look him in the eye.

ONE.TWO.THREE.

Swinging his arm in the air, with three overlapping snaps of his fingers, Manjiro gathered his whole pack of alphas around him. He sat on the stool where Emma was sitting a few minutes ago. Finally, the deafening silence was overpowered by his husky voice.

“So, who was it? Who roofied my sister’s drink?”

Baji ran his fingers over his forehead muttering, “you’re scaring them, Mikey”

“as if they haven't already pissed their pants !”, Manjiro scoffed. Whoever did this was already at death’s door because everyone in the town knew that harming Emma in any way was an act of declaration of war against the Sanos.

The Sanos were famous for their long lineage of alphas be it male or female descendants. Emma was the first female Omega in their family. Even though she was cherished by her family, some did not like her, some even took it far enough to talk behind her back for being accepted into the family. She was attacked once when she has just gone through her first heat cycle. Back then, Shinichiro was out of town for business and Mikey handled everything. He fired all the servants of the house and next week, hired some polished betas, even some with a particular set of skills and since then Emma has not faced any kind of fatal incidents.

Naturally, any whiff of danger would denote his oceanic calm. Now that Emma was with a child, he was mad in rage as there was more than one life in line. From time to time, he has experienced so many situations where his dearest ones were on the brink of death. But, it has also made him come across different types of alphas. Baji was one of his childhood friends. He met Draken when he saved him from being exploited during his first rut. Since then, a flawless alpha like Draken has been following Manjiro. The other stories were the talk of the town and he would roll on the floor when Izana had told him how fast information traveled and that too molded in so many shapes and forms. Some made his jaw drop while Izana teased him for that.

“Tetta is coming in thirty minutes.”, Kazutora declared as he stood beside Mikey. Both Baji and Kazutora were standing by his side, on either side, waiting for their alpha’s move.

“Draken, Talk to me. I can still smell the roofies.”, voice laced with venom, mind boiling in rage. Manjiro ran his left hand through his fluffy blonde strands as he checked his watch. Baji and Kautora had an idea about what he was going to do; they both clustered their hair in the back tying it in a high ponytail, simultaneously, like parallel lines. That is what people envied about him. Even though alphas were born rulers and leaders some were devoted to him. Manjiro was one of a kind. Being the head of the family as well as followed by a pack of alphas, he was untouchable and fearsome. And someone decided to roofie his sister’s drink. What an utter fool!

“Doctor. She needs to see a doctor.”, Draken was barely able to talk, he was holding Emma in his arms while she remained almost unconscious, senes too weak to respond.

“You all have fifteen minutes. It would save both the parties a lot of work if any of you kindly start to speak”, Manjiro roared making all the captivators drown in fear and amplifying the silence even more. His patience was starting to thin with each tick of the clock. He cleared his throat and spoke in a less domineering tone, “Let’s turn this question around, alright? Who served her the drink, fellas ?”. There were few exchanges of eye contact and Manjiro was just waiting for that. Bingo . He found his target.

Manjiro was about to drag his target out of the line but the door clanked declaring the appearance of Kisaki Tetta, followed by his right-hand man, Hanma Shuji. “Ahh! Tetta. My favorite human being.”, Manjiro left his seat to greet him. “Just in time.”, he chimed with a doleful smirk as he shook his hands with him. Manjiro has never been the one to affront the betas but he can’t promise anything, especially since his family was dragged into his life of violence.

Kisaki Tetta might not be an influential alpha but he was certainly hard to decipher, his thoughts, his connections, friends, and even his relationship with Hanma Shuji. He was swarming with joy since the most fearsome pack of alphas was at his bar. He has been eyeing this particular pack for a long time as he wants to extend his business with the sanos. He secretly thanked the heavens for whoever roofied Emma’s drink that blessed him with so many open routes to establish ties with the alphas of toman. He did not waste any further to place his offer and save himself from Manjiro’s wrath, not bothering about the remark he made to him.

“I came with good news, Mikey.”, Kisaki remarked looking at Emma and Draken. “Hanma will take them to the nearest hospital. And, I’ll close my bar for a week to scrutinize all my staff.” Draken swiftly took Emma in his arms again ready to follow Hanma Shuji, a reputed sigma to be aware of.

“But I need a name. You see, I need everyone to understand that I do not tolerate any kind of . . .”, Manjiro’s voice faded. He swallowed as he glanced at his beloved sister.

“Mike..eeyy…”, Manjiro’s ears were burning hot. He is the head of the Sano family. He is the alpha of alphas. He can’t show his emotions. He can not let the hunters know how much Emma meant to her otherwise people are bound to come at her. His slate eyes desperately clung to only one hope, a prayer, Emma please be safe . Emma had her eyes slightly parted now, she mumbled something which was not audible.

Draken spelled it out. “yn…she was here too”, that name did not seem to ring a bell to Manjiro. He is aware of Emma’s circle. Call it the possessiveness of an elder brother or his blooming youth that made him keep tabs on all the omegas and betas Emma was friends with but it earned him the ‘cherry chaser’ title as of lately. Sure, he would blink if an omega flirted with him but he never takes the initial step because some omegas are vile enough to ruin the whole family. Omegas are often hired by a rival gang to create disturbances in an alpha’s pack. He was not willing to take such risks. So, he remained steered clear of such habits, especially when Shinichiro is out of town.

Everyone was alert. With a room full of alphas they could not detect another presence of an omega. It seemed next to impossible. It was a puncture in their ballooned ego. Chifuyu was quick enough to check the bathrooms. “Baji-san, Toraaaa. She is here.”, he yelled since Manjiro was busy with the negotiations. Baji was nearing his pre-rut so he was avoiding everyone, even betas. “Awhh Baji don’t worry. I’ll tell you what kind of scent she has…”,Kazutora drawled in noticing Baji’s snarl. He was on the verge of getting a whack from Baji but fortunately, he was able to dodge it.

As Kazutora joked down to check her, he could smell that she had more roofies in her system than Emma, probably some aphrodisiacs too. “Mikeyyy”, he called for the alpha. “You need to see this.”, he supplied as Manjiro entered the bathroom. He crouched in front of yn to check her pulse.

As he held your wrist in between his fingers you tried to open your eyes but the drugs were tough. With your body being this weak, you could hardly manage to fight back if someone were to attack. Hence, prayer was the only option as your thoughts were dissolved in fear. With half-lidded eyes, you tried to conjecture: a blonde head with a dragon tattoo on his neck.

“Micheal…”, you murmured making the alpha purr under reflex. It was subtle but it was there. His eyes traveled back to where Kisaki, Chifuyu, and Kazutora were standing. The three of them exchanged looks before Manjiro declared. “She is breathing”

Kisaki was already one step ahead. He was calling Hanma to get a doctor for her need. No, it was not for yn’s safety, it was merely an act of kindness to please his new business partner. Mikey nodded very lightly and both the alphas standing near the door understood his cue. They had to leave the place along with Baji. The omega was at the peak of her heat cycle. Things would ly messy if she fell into wrong hands, now more than ever.

“I’ll call Hanma to send someone to take her to the hospital.”, Kisaki uttered before making the call.

“No. don’t.”, it was more of a command than a suggestion. It earned him the glare of other alphas that made him fill the holes in their head. “She can’t. She might be the one who roofied Emma’s drink.”, Kazutora and Kisaki were shocked at his behavior. He might be a fearsome figure but his heart was not made of ice. “ I’ll take her. ”

“But Mikey…”, Kisaki tried to assure him, that his connections were safe but Manjiro had already made up his mind.

“Kisaki. I’m done talking. I need to ask some questions to her regarding all these.”, he growled taking you in his arms. He lied.

Of course, I lied. I had to. Now, I did not know yn but I knew Emma’s type. She always had a knack to be friends with trouble-makers. Maybe that’s why she can handle all the Sano alphas in the house. I had to lie since I was not willing to leave an omega in her heat cycle at Tetta’s trusted & safe connections. I would not be surprised if he planned this all along. Baji had always warned me about him but I figured he could be of use to keep the dirty works of the town under his watch. All of these are so hard to manage. Emma needs a pep talk. She needs to know which bars, casinos, and clubs she should avoid if she ever decides to pull a stunt like that.

I was having bourbon and waiting for her to wake up. I need to know what kind of masking pill she used to keep her scent off us. If I had not checked her pulse, I would not know that she was in heat. What a day! First, my sister was nearly abducted and now I have an omega in my room, peacefully sleeping in my canopy bed. I wouldn't have carried her into my room but I was desperate for information. I needed to know how the fuck she knows my real name, Michael . If she was close to Emma, I would have known. I also needed another name to track back to the center point since very few people knew that Emma was pregnant. I’ll go bonkers if yn seemed to have any kind of stimulation in this.

But, I had to admit. She was strong, stronger than Emma. Emma might be an omega but growing up with alphas refined her senses. She acted almost like alpha and sometimes people misunderstood her type too. I did realize that I had finished six shots until my phone lit up with Ken-chin’s name.

“Is she alright?”, Manjiro’s heartbeats ceased for a while until he heard the familiar rhythm of heartbeats.

“See, she is perfectly fine. Our baby too.”, Draken could finally speak in a serene tone. Manjiro laid back his head on the headrest of the sofa exhaling deeply. “Also one more thing, Kisaki is clear. I asked Hanma about it. He has no idea.”

“Perfect.”, He saw a ray of hope, a hope not to be the so-called monster everyone has made me. He would hate it if you were to believe in such rumors. It will be harder to make you talk.

“I’ll take Emma home as soon as she regains consciousness” with that Draken ended the call.

Manjiro loosened his tie with a swish and discarded it on the floor. He was starting to feel a bit dizzy. When he noticed your weak body movements, he understood that the masking agent was starting to wear off from your body. But, with that contorted face, he knew you were having dreams, bad dreams to be accurate. He could have comforted you but that could make you hostile towards him. He did not want that, nope! He might have already crossed some boundaries by having you on his bed during your heat cycle but he can not just have you in his embrace and soothe the pain. Besides, with such a powerful masking agent he took the opportunity to see what happens if you were bestowed with the presence of such a flawless alpha like him. He was curious, hooked on your reactions.

“Emmaaa….”, Manjiro was perfectly still, eyes never leaving you, watching you like a hawk. “No, no nohh…don’t drink it…Emma”

She was wiggling so much that I wanted to wake her up but it would be hard for me not to take things further since her scent was bewitching. Maybe, that is why she used such a strong masking agent. She finally woke up as if she had seen a ghost. The first thing she did was look around steadily until her eyes were still on me. I don’t know how long it was, probably five seconds, without blinking. Damn!

Manjiro finally blinks as you meekly ask, “Where is my purse?”. He leaves his seat advancing towards you. You could feel your heartbeats in your ear, at the core of your throat until he stops mid-day saying, “you’re safe here.” His eyes trailed all over your body that made you aware of how afraid you looked to him.

“That doesn’t answer my question.”, Manjiro cocked his head at the sudden change of tone. He did not just save you to put up with this behavior. “I need it. I need it now. I think you know why.”, you manage to blurt out steadily tearing away your gaze from his, trying to fight off the pheromones he was emitting. How could he not be aware of that? What kind of alpha would not be able to keep their pheromones under control? Was he doing it on purpose?

You were so curled up in your shell, so afraid thinking about what he was going to do with you that it made him vexed enough about Kisaki’s ways to skim in this obsidian world of power and fame. He needed to fix this or rather deflect Tetta’s parasitic ways.

He tried to approach you but the way you recoiled at the corner of his bed closing your eyes and being afraid of him, made him pull away. He bit the inner side of his lower lip followed by a click of his tongue. “I’ll leave. Help yourself.”, Manjiro was already at the door when you opened your eyes. You averted to look him in the eyes. Those five seconds did a number on you. “But don’t try to run off. You’ll get eaten at this state.”, with that, he vanished from your sight instantly.

His disappearance made you aware of your surroundings. As you looked around, heartbeats were starting to regularize until the most important realization dawned on you as your eyes es fixated on the gigantic window. Luckily, for you it was open and you did not waste any further doing the obvious, did what he exactly told you not to do.

When you reached home, you realized you had lost your phone, your favorite purse, and some money. Hence, the first thing you did the next morning was to get a new number and a keypad phone. You were just about to call Emma but a sudden sight of a particular alpha ceased your movements. Manjiro was standing outside your office, leaning against his CB250T and going through his phone or maybe your phone. The frills of the curtains were still in your grasp as you watched him carefully. He was wearing jeans and a full-sleeved turtle neck. You drew in the curtains instantly as soon as his head angled up to you. Such sharp senses, as expected from an alpha like him!

The whole day he did not come to visit you in the office or called for you or send your belongings to you through the staff that pushed you more to the edge, thinking what could be the possible reason to wait outside in such hot weather all day? You remembered how you cocooned yourself in the bathroom yesterday as soon as he arrived with his pack of alphas. You tried to put all the puzzle pieces to get a proper picture but you still could not figure out why he took you to his home, let you sleep in his bed, and released pheromones voluntarily or involuntarily.

Manjiro was still standing there when you walked out of the office. He was just across the street looking at you while you stood frozen for a while. As he crossed the road, he handed you a bag that contained all your belongings, even your box of pills. You shrieked as his fingertips grazed yours. He was very warm.

“OMG! My purseeeeeee”, She squealed breaking my trance. Who the fuck gets happy over getting their purse back and not their iPhone? I did not realize that I laughed at her childishness until she glanced at me and started to walk away from me.

“Not even a thank you?”, I yelled gaining all the eyes in the street. She turned around walking back to me saying, “for what exactly?” I was willing to give up on the idea of interrogating her but with that attitude, I changed my mind. I tucked my hands inside my pocket and inclined towards her a bit saying that I need to ask some questions. I thought she would move or try to be a bit hostile but she just nodded.

We were sitting in a cafe waiting for our order. I had made up my mind already. I won’t talk unless she did first. Besides, her presence was comforting, her scent was soothing. She asked me what I wanna ask her and I’ve no idea why I dodged it. I told her that Emma will be out of the hospital next week and that she wanted to know how you were doing. Of course, she didn’t buy it but she didn’t laugh at my face for being such a douchebag. I mean I was keeping her with me after her work and wasting time with stupid questions painfully making it obvious that I enjoy her presence. She is bound to hate me. She finished her cold coffee taking her sweet time playing with it, making bubbles thinning my patience saying nothing in return. So, I did what I should not have done, I invited her to Emma’s baby shower which was nowhere in the picture. She stopped playing with her food saying, “I’ll talk to her. I don’t think I’ll be able to attend but I’ll try.”

My heart sank and I was too busy figuring out her why rather than mine. I wanted to drop her home but I’m sure she wouldn’t like that. I tried to keep her longer asking about the box of pills.

“Oh, that? Although I’m a doctor I work in a lab sometimes. ”, she answered without beating around the bush. Just my luck!!!

Ah! Now that makes sense , Manjiro pondered. This is the second time he was grinning wide, the first time was when you were playing with the drink. He does not seem to be aware of how handsome and approachable he looked when he smiled like that and it would be shooting an arrow in the dark if you were to tell him because he does not seem to match Emma’s description at all. She mentioned a raven-haired boy and a lot older than her, who did not have a dragon tattoo so naturally, you had a hard time putting all the puzzle pieces in place. And thanks to those who roofied your drink as well as Emma’s making everything hazy. You gave in to that thread of curiosity. You should not have, it snapped.

“Do you have an elder brother? Shinichiro. . .?”, Manjiro stopped eating his choco parfait. His obsidian eyes fell on you while his adam apple bobbed. Amidst the hustle-bustle, you could only feel his stares drilling into your soul. Manjiro clicked his tongue and left the cafe like a gust of wind. You did not realize you had held your breath until the sound of his bike faded.

A week passed and he was there again, outside your office. This time without his bike. He waved at you and exclaimed heartily, “Emma said you have a sweet tooth. So, I brought these”; it made you chuckle since if Emly had told him that you had a sweet tooth he would not have brought vanilla ice-cream cones. Still, you took it. His visits became frequent after that. Some days he would talk about his brothers: Shinichiro and Izana while sometimes about how he met the other alphas of his pack. He had so many stories. He never got tired of speaking but sometimes when you’d ask about him, his likes and dislikes he would dodge them all, every single time. There was this one time when you asked why he was visiting you, occasionally dropping by to give you gifts. He said,

“What if it was you whom they wanted to abduct? What if they still wanna harm you? What if they’re keeping tabs on your research?”, I tried to come up with every possible case just to get her reactions. y/n was very inert to my ways. I kept visiting and she did not bother to drag petty reasons like love. I liked that. I liked when she would snort in laughter every time I told about the rumors floating around about me. Thanks to Izana for filling me in on that part. I told Shinichiro about yn. He said that it was better to keep her under supervision given the fact that she was a doctor.

Sometimes, Baji would yell at me for visiting her almost every day and not going to nightclubs anymore. Draken was busy taking care of Emma, but he still managed to get on my nerves. So, did my other alphas. It was getting so hard to sneak out under their nose but I enjoyed it. I liked chasing her too. The baby shower was around the corner and hence I had to call Shin and Izana to come home days before the ceremony otherwise Emma is gonna kick me out of the house. So, I had to stop visiting her, for a while but I did not waste the time but rather put it to good use, which is gathering intel about her friendship with y/n. I managed to gather very little but at least I won’t end up buying vanilla ice-creams this time. Guess, that's not her taste.

I have never asked about her relationships or which pack she belongs to or has any alpha already claimed her. I wanted to know but I never said anything about myself so I figured I shouldn’t ask her about such personal things. There were times when I tried asking about her relationship with Emma. She mentioned that y/n was sent abroad for studies at a very young age and it was a miracle that Emma met her at the bar. Come to think of it, we met under very bad circumstances and I went to great lengths to clean all the drug routes. Mitsyua and Pah-chin handle most of it. I just had one condition, ‘no circulation of roofies on the plain bar, restaurants. Sex clubs are on the table only if it is consensual.’ I was impressed how Kisaki managed to pull this off steadily and there were fewer raids in all our bars, and casinos. So, I could not give a fuck who the snitch was. Besides, the baby shower was just tomorrow which was more important.

I was lying on the bed keeping my elbow as support. Emma was folding the dresses that I bought for the baby. I had zero ideas about such things so obviously, I dragged yn along with me. Emma did not know about this and I don’t intend on telling her since she was envious enough about how fast I became friends with her and still maintained it. I have a record of scaring girls away in the worst possible way. Emma lost some friends because of that but they were irritating. I doubt Emma would have them in the long run.

“So, she is coming right?”

“Well, you invited her. Go ask her.”,

“Tell me, is she coming on that day?”, still no answer. I poked her two times while Ken-chin mouthed, ‘stop it.’

“Nah ! tell me, Emma, Stop being a pus-ahhh…AHH…sorry sorry…”, Emma was stronger during this time. She pulled my ears, turning them beet-red, unlike other times. Draken was laughing. He always enjoyed whenever I got yelled at, especially by Emma. “I’ll ask her by myself…a.h..Ahh…Ahh”

“Hello”, you mewled. Both the sanos stopped bickering, Manjiro’s onyx eyes dilated in surprise as they fell on you. Emma wasted no time in greeting you, taking the bag from your hand. “The guy on the outside said you all will be in this room so. . .”

“Shin is here already. Fuck, why the hell he never tells me when he is coming?”, Manjiro leaped from the bed and faded into the long corridor.

“You’re just right on time yn. I’ve got a lot to talk about.”, Emma was looking breathtakingly beautiful. The last time, when you saw her she was already three months pregnant. Draken left greeting you with a smile. You noticed the folded baby clothes and were about to ask how she likes them but she started to talk about which one she would try on the baby first. You deduced that Manjiro kept mum about the shopping.

Dinner was served in the room. There was no sign of Manjiro and Draken, perhaps they were busy managing the house or were with Izana and Shinichiro. Manjiro’s pack of alphas will come tomorrow, just before the ceremony. It is indeed odd as well as surprising how a few months back you met all of them, and tomorrow you’ll be meeting them again, in a sane and stable state.

Emma guided you to a different room, where you would be staying. She would have spent the night with you, she wanted to but you insisted her to be in her alpha’s presence. You noticed a canopy bed that almost seemed new. Emma might have arranged it for you. “Oh, godddd! The bed is so beautiful, I love it so much Emma.”, you squealed in excitement ready to kick off those slippers and jump in the bed but then you asked if you could do that since that bed might be for her and Draken. She would not mind your scent but her husband might be offended about it.

Emma chuckled seeing your excitement and appreciated your sentiment. She was about to say something but then a husky voice turned up, “It’s newly made, mine. You can use it if you want yn” You blinked at Manjiro, He was leaning against the door, licking a spoon, occasionally dipping it in an ice cream tub. His eyes were switching from you and them to the ice cream tub. Whenever he dipped the spoon there was so much hollowed sound suggesting that it was empty. He just needed an excuse to talk, to tell you that he made that bed specifically for you. Last time, he did a blunder for having you in his bed like that.

“Well, good night then. See you tomorrow.”, Manjiro drawls in leaving before you could say anything. Emma smiled exclaiming with a chime, “Ummm. . .When did this happen?” You palmed your face sinking onto the bed with a thud, Emma might have failed to notice but you did; both the top of his ears was bright red.

Manjiro could not sleep a blink. Every time he closed his eyes either it was your voice, the memory of your scent, or just your angelic face. He could not just believe that you would take the offer and stay overnight just before the ceremony, which means,

She’ll be attending the baby shower. She will be there all day and I would watch her, spend more time with her. I knew I would not get any sleep if I kept thinking about my feeling for her. I was getting hungry so I decided to head downstairs. I was about to go straight back to my room but decided to take a detour. She was sleeping peacefully, tucked under covers. The moonlight fell on her body, a little bit on her face. She looked like a pearl. Omegas indeed tended to glow during their heat cycle and her beauty would prove it wrong. She always looked beautiful. I lightly grazed her cheeks with the back of my fingers. She purred tossing and turning to the other side. I sat on the edge of the bed and leaned to see her face one more time before going back to my room.

“I love you.”, Manjiro mumbled kissing yn’s forehead and leaving immediately. The morning was filled with preparations. Draken was a little relaxed to have a doctor in the house. He was with his friends. Manjiro was nowhere to be seen. You wanted to talk to him, to tell him that you’d have to leave next week since you got a job transfer. After all, you owed him your life. Everyone was there, even Shinichiro and Izana but you could not spot him anywhere. Losing all hope to have a last talk with him you had to ask Emma about him. She said that he went to visit Kisaki and Hanma to invite them, on Izana’s suggestion. It was a last-minute change and it had to be done as a social courtesy to have them on the cordial side. Emma mentioned that he was probably getting ready in his room and you need not told to be twice what to do next.

Manjiro was getting ready for the occasion when you appeared in his room. The mirror was adjacent to the door of the room and opposite his bed and hence, when you stepped into his room in a rush to have just a glimpse of him, you almost tumbled when Manjiro muttered, “Hey there!”

“Did Emma send you to get me? I told her I’ll be there in fifteen minutes. Tsk, Izana, and Shin are already there to attain the guests and my pack is too. . .”

“I came by myself.”, Manjiro stopped fidgeting with his tie. “May I ?”, you asked pointing towards his tie. It was better than looking him in the eye when you tell him about your job transfer and it would help you to focus on the talk rather than his dashing handsome aura.

“Yeah sure.”, Manjiro responded with a blink. You walked up to him taking his tie in your hand as you started to talk, “I should have said this earlier, I’m moving out…”

“Moving? Where?”, Manjiro pushed the door after pressing the lock of the door knob. You jolted at the thud yet continued, “I don’t know that yet. I’ve got only two weeks” The tie left your hand with a swish and wrapped around your waist making you cling to his body. “Yes, you should have told me about this earlier yn. I had plans ya'know ”, he murmured while his pitch black eyes stilled on your lips. You held the lapel of his suit staring at his eyes that shone like a starry night sky.

Manjiro pressed his nose against your cheeks, exhaled deeply, and slowly traced down to your neckline imbibing your scent. You did not resist. His embrace was comforting, harmless that did not reek any of the fearsome stories you had heard about him. You curled your hands around his nape whispering into his ear, “I love you too”. You could hear him gruff before he pulled away from you exclaiming with that majestic smile of his, “hmmm, any more bombs in your store to drop?” Your lips tugged up in an upward crescent as you nodded suggesting that you had none. “Perfect”, he uttered letting out a purr as he kissed your cheeks. “Manjiro. . . we’ve to go”, you murmured while his hands roamed all over your back, and waist till it ended with a squeeze of your ass making you arch into him.

“Yeah! we always have bad timing.”, was all he could state before his teeth dug into your neck. He was strong that you knew since the moment you laid eyes on him but had no idea that he would be this gentle. You have thought about it; more than once, about how rough he could be in bed, during his rut. You moaned into his ears as his hands slipped under your white floral gown. He quickly bunched up the frills pull them off you and tossed them somewhere in the room. His eyes scanned your body that was barely clad with bra and panty.

He sucked in a strong breath saying, “That’s why we need to make this quick.”, one of his hands was already holding yours above your head while the other was clamped around your waist. His lips traced all over your chest, occasionally nipping. You were squirming so much that he let go of your hands and you instantly clung to him. His fingers slipped into your panty rubbing your feminity. “You are starting to get wet. Are you on your magic pills?”, he asked pushing two of his fingers inside you with ease. It didn’t hurt you but you desperately grasped his sleeves as he started to move his fingers slowly which acted as a hindrance to your response.

“Stop, manjiro”, you huffed as he pulled away from you giving you space. “I … I can’t stand anymore. Take me to the bed.”, your breathing was so rash that it made him worry. Was he too forward in his advances? But then, a concerning issue dawned on him. The way your body reacted to him, his pheromones, you were probably still a virgin. Just to think that he would be your first made his cock twitch.

He swiftly took you in his arms, his hands under your inner thigh as your legs wrapped around his torso, your fingers skimming through his blonde strands of hair as your lips dashed on his. He chuckled at your hunger for him, breaking the kiss he threw you on his bed. You gulped as he started to discard his clothes one by one until he was naked, cock hard, and aroused. He did not feel embarrassed while your eyes roamed everywhere but not on him. You were not naked yet. The mere thought of being naked, being seen by him made you dizzy but at the same time, you couldn't wait for him to touch you, mark every inch of your body.

Manjiro towered over your body saying, “You should have told me”, his arms slipped underneath your valley of waist gripping firmly. “that you're a virgin. I don't know what academics you were taught but virgins smell different…”, you were already in his lap now, legs curled around his waist while his cock was grazing your pussy. Your cheeks swelled, and lips formed upper meniscus as you cleared your throat asking, “would that be a problem…in knotting me?”

Manjiro couldn't believe what he just heard. His ears were burning in warmth. He blinked: ONCE. TWICE. and then let out a loud trail of laughter. He thought just how much of a rush you were in that you wished to be knotted by him for the first time. But it would certainly hurt you if he didn't with how needy you’re now; at the same time, he can’t since he knew your virgin body wouldn’t be able to withstand it.

“No… yeah…maybe….”, you laughed at his confused tone. “I don't wanna sound rude but you can't take me right now.”

“I’m not on magic pills, Manjiro.”, you played with your fingertips as he flinched at your confession. It makes him swell with pride that you stopped taking those pills.

Manjiro pulled your panty aside and slid his cock inside you, slowly adjusting it up to the girth. His eyes watched you wince and gasp as he sheathed himself in you. You unclipped your bra and finally, you could look him in the eye being bare at his display. His fingers wrapped around your waistlines, gripping firmly, before making you thrust on him. Soft moans filled the room along with the squelching; squeaking of the bed.

Manjiro started to notice the increasing pressure of your nails on his back making crescent marks. He was right, you were hurting. “Hey, hey look at me”, he murmured sucking your nipples harshly so that your eyes fly back to him. “I don’t want …mmgh…rush our bonding…”, you gripped his biceps trying to move away from him, it was starting to make you weak. He was not kidding when he said that you wouldn’t be able to take him.

Your nipples were now blemished and wet. The strong breeze lit goosebumps on your skin like wildfires. “Mark me.”, Manjiro rasped quickening the pace as he felt your gummy walls clenching him.

“Whattt?”, you asked watching him with wide eyes. It is generally a symbol of ownership when an alpha marks their partners. You could not imagine exchanging marks. Manjiro’s hand slipped on your ass making you bob on him faster with broad and hefty strokes. “Please…”, he mewled.

You traced your fingers on his dragon tattoo while gasping vigorously chasing your high, your breasts rubbing his chest making your head all mushy to think straight. His lips once again clamped on your neckline while yours were on the crook of his neck. Both of you bit each other till you tasted blood. When you pulled away his peachy lips were soaked in crimson lust. You wanted to kiss him but he managed to swiftly roll you having you underneath him and pressing his lips in yours. He continued kissing while slowly gliding his cock in you, his hips bucked, thighs shuddered as your palms wrapped around his nape sucking his lips clean.

“Ah-fuck”, he growled arching as he finished inside you quickly pulling out and rolling beside you. Both of you glistened with sweat, panting and huffing, sprawling out like starfish. “Are you okay?”, he asked cupping your cheeks. You snuggled into his touch nodding, breathing still irregular. “ Do you think you can go to the party?” You looked at him trying to figure out if that was a tease or not but when you noticed his puffy pink lips you smiled saying, “Why ? are you tired only by this?” Manjiro liked his lips, rolling his tongue inside his mouth thinking about how many ways he could prove you wrong but he has a baby shower to attend.

Manjiro couldn't stop staring at you during the whole ceremony. Every time you looked at him, he was already looking at you and did not even bother to look away. Why would he? You knew he was in love with you. He didn't have to hide it from you anymore. Beside his dragon tattoo, there was another mark: your bitemark. It gleamed against the full moon night, he belonged to you now.

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