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can i request the trend of tiktok “the faster you get to me the more kisses you get!” with tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto and hinata? 🥺👉👈
“THE FASTER YOU GET TO ME, THE MORE KISSES YOU GET” TREND
w/ tsukishima, akaashi, bokuto, hinata & iwaizumi
requests: OPEN
warnings: talk of pee and poop in iwaizumi’s
a/n: of course you can! thanks for the request! 💓 (also the trend is used more as a prompt than it is as the main focus whoops 🤡)
i added iwaizumi bc he was requested in another ask so i just merged the two. my character limit is still four max!
who gave him the right 🥵
the salt lick himself
this dude is annoyingggg
you already knew what his reaction was gonna be,, so why bother?
welll you just wanted to be like all the other tiktok girls 👉🏽👈🏽
you wait until you see tsukki and yama walking out of the club room and towards you
you’re bracing yourself for the embarrassment
“babe! the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”
no shit, he stops in his tracks. yama’s just looking at him like ‘what you finna do?’
you know what he does? turns around and starts walking in THE OTHER DIRECTION
you are… baffled
when finally catch up to him, you’re pouting
“dude, what the hell?”
he glances at you, then flicks your forehead dummy hard
you’re triggered, “did you just flick me?”
this snarky mf is now laughing at you
btw yamaguchi is very uncomfortable rn
tsukishima the leans down, bean pole headass, and kisses your forehead
“sorry i don’t do dumb tik tok trends”
“it’s not dumb! you just didn’t want to kiss me”
he looks at you with an unimpressed look, as if saying, ‘we both know that’s not true’
alas you’re still pouting
yama: “haha this is me, see you guys tmmr” *leaves in awkward*
tsukishima knows your not gonna stop acting like a baby until he gives you what you want
he sighs, walks a couple feet away from you, pulls out his phone and starts recording
“say the thing”
“huh?”
“the trend thing. say it”
your eyes light up so much and tsukki smiles a bit
he’s so soft for you uwu
“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get!”
because he’s a tall boi, it only takes him a few steps to get to you but when he does, he kisses you hard
like damn, okay sir
when he pulls away you’re flustered asf, he chuckles and stops recording
“happy?”
this poor boy wouldn’t know a tiktok trend if it punched him the face
i hate to say it, but he’s a boomer 😔🤘🏽 just like dadchi
he’s at your house picking you up for a date and your sibling is bombarding him with questions
when you come out, akaashi is like ‘oh thank goodness’
you smile at him, then wack your sibling in their side
“stop bothering him you weirdo!”
“what we’re just having a nice lil chat”
you shake your head and start to walk away but your sibling is holding akaashi back, giving him the typical ‘you hurt her, i kill you’ speech
now you know your boyfriend is great when he’s under pressure but.. this is new territory for him
you remember a trend that you saw a while back and decide to do it now
you know keiji wants your family to like him, so he’ll be conflicted between going to you or staying and listening to your siblings speech
it’s perfect really
so you pull out your phone and start recording
“baby! the faster you get to me, the sooner we can go on our date and the more kisses you’ll get”
my guy just blinks, “it is getting late..”. plus he’s not opposed to the kissing part so he starts to walk towards you
“hey! i’m not done talking to you”
‘that’s true, it would be rude of me to walk away mid conversation… if you could even call it that’ he thinks
you laugh slightly, you can practically see the gears spinning in his head
“keiji come on we don’t have all day”
“don’t you walk away from me”
akaashi sighs loudly. the longer he spends talking to your sibling the less time he has with you. if he walks away, he’s at risk of your sibling hating him. he’s stumped.
suddenly he turns to your sibling, “sorry l/n, we can continue this discussion later. y/n and i have a date that’s very time sensitive. i apologize”
he then walks to you and grabs your hand before walking off
“y’know my crackhead sibling was just mess with you right? you could’ve just walked away”
“i figured, but that’s still rude”
ugh we stan boy who has manners
“so.. um, may i get a kiss now?”
omg he’s so cute i love him 🥺
you grin and pepper his face with a bunch of kisses, making him blush slightly
tbh you don’t even need to ask, this dude is infatuated w/ you
he’ll run to you any day of the week
but what had happened was.. y’all were on a date and bokuto went to go get ice cream
but that was like 15 mins ago and you’re just sitting on the park bench looking like a fool
and ngl you were a little worried bc bokuto is so easy to distract you’re thinking he fell into a pond or something
so you go to look for him and tbh it doesn’t take long cause cmon,, it’s bokuto
he be loud asf
n e ways, there he is in all his glory playing with a German Shepard who looked like it was trying so hard not to bite him
the owner looked nervous asf but was probably too nervous to say something social anixety be like that
bokuto spots you and waves at you frantically
“hey babe! look at this dog! it’s so cute!”
ugh bless him
you send the owner an apologetic look and turn back to bokuto
“it is cute but i think you’re aggravating it.. i don’t want you to get bitten. let’s go”
“it won’t bite me!” *to dog* “right? you’re too good to bite me, yes you are, yes you are”
*inhales* this stubborn kid, so now you got to think of a new tactic
you suddenly remember that bokuto is affectionate x1 mil
he would never miss a chance to be smothered in love
this was as good a time as any to do this trend and save your bf in the process :))
you whip out your phone, “hey baby? the faster you get to me, the more kisses you get”
when i tell you his head SWIVELED
the dude is an owl confirmed 🙌🏽
literally almost trips trying to get to you, now he’s looking at you like an excited puppy ready for pats
the owner gives you thankful look and leaves
bokuto is still staring at you, waiting for his smooches
so you deliver 😌 you grab his face and kiss all around and place a final kiss on his lips
bokuto looks so happy, like he’s smiling so wide rn
all hail tiktok it rly be saving your stupid boyfriend
my bby 🥺
he loves you so so so so much
hinata will do anything for you yes anything
and the feeling is mutual, but sometimes you cannot comprehend what goes on in that mind if his
like,, you could not, for the life of you, understand why he ran into MOVING TRAFFIC
let me tell you what happened
so you were shopping with your friends (and just to clarify y’all were a strip where there’s a bunch of stores on each block)
you guys were just casual walking and then your friend pointed out that it sounded like someone was calling your name
you looked around and there was your orange fuzzy bouncing up and down on the other side of the street
“BABY! BABE! Y/N! LOOK!”
too cute i swear
you smiled and waved, “hi baby!”
“wait until i get across this street imma kiss you so hard!”
cue your friends gagging
you giggle and decide to reference a tiktok cause why not?
“the faster you get to me, the more kisses you can get!”
b-but he thought you were serious
so yes he ran into the middle of a busy street
you are traumatized, paralyzed with fear if you will, you thought your boyfriend was going to die right in front of you
when he finally reached you, you scolded him mother hen mode activated
“why the hell would you do that hinata?!”
uh oh, you used his last name.. not good
“but you said–”
“i was joking!”
oh. now he’s embarrassed and sad bc you’re mad at him
at least he thought you were until you grabbed him and hugged him tightly, “don’t ever do any dumb shit like that again, okay? you scared me”
“i won’t,, but since i did risk my life, can i get a kiss?”
“NO.”
i feel like y’all have a relationship where you guys can be mean(?) to each other w/o getting offended
so you guys are at your house watching Netflix together and he suddenly gets up and leaves your room
“where are you going?”
“gotta piss”
istg i hate the word “piss” but IK he says that instead of “pee”
n e ways you resume watching the show but your bf’s been gone for like 10 mins
you go to the bathroom and knock on the door, “hey, you good in there? it doesn’t take 10 minutes to pee”
you hear him groan, “fuck off”
and then,, it all clicks, “are you constipated?!”
“FUCK OFF”
now you’re laughing your ass of bc what the fuck
“don’t clog my toilet nasty”
“y/n i swear to god if you don’t leave me alone–”
“what? are you gonna fling your doo doo on me?”
you finally stop teasing him and go back to your room
you send him a text, ‘still constipated? 💩’
‘breaking up w/ you is looking mighty tempting rn 🥴’
‘rude 🤧 but hey, the faster you poop, the more kisses you get’
this dude left you on read
and didn’t return until 20 mins later
“damn i know my bathroom stinks now”
“shut up and give me my kisses”
you raise an eyebrow, “i– you took 20 mins”
“okay.. did you want me to get up mid shit and come to you?”
you don’t why but that shit had you cackling, you reach up and pull him close to you
you give him a couple of pecks and a deep kiss
aww he’s smiling 🥺
“i love you my lil doo doo machine”
he pushed you off your bed
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Baby
Pairing: Daveed Diggs x Reader
Word Count: 2.2k
Warnings: Minors DNI, Wordsmith Daveed, descriptions of masturbation, references to breath play, manual sex, explicit laguage, oral sex (male receiving), love fluff. All errors my own.
A/N: This an ask from the 100 smut prompts ask list. What have I done? Smut level building with each story and y’all don’t even know.
BTW: This is in the Acceptance/Valentine’s Daveed AU. Short Stack x D.
You were so nervous that you surprised yourself.
It had only been 10 days since you’d seen him after three weeks of getting reacquainted and all the mind blowing sex on the regular.
You’d told yourself, and him, that you wanted to take it slow this time, but you weren’t prepared for him leaving.
You tried to go to sleep right after you got home from the second show on Sunday night because you wanted to get up early to pick up Daveed from the red eye Monday morning.
Your mind would not quit spinning, though, and you’d slept very lightly.
You hopped out of bed at 5 am, hyped to see your Daveed again. You decided to park and wait inside the baggage claim area.
You felt like a teenager when you saw D’s text come through that he’d landed. You texted back a cool, “K,” then freaked the fuck out.
Who were you? Certainly not the one who’d left Daveed and pretended he didn’t exist for a year.
Well, you’d tried it.
You watched as the crowds from the planes came down to baggage claim. You saw Daveed’s Oakland hat and curls above most of the rest of the passengers.
The rest of the crowd faded from focus as your eyes were riveted to Daveed. He had the biggest smile on his face. He looked so unreal. And so fucking good.
You felt the heat rise to your face. You were sprung, dickmatized, ruined. You felt hot, cold, emotional and about to cry.
Shit.
You were in love.
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Daveed had spotted you before you spotted him.
He had that eagle eye for you. You were sitting down scrolling on your phone, your legs crossed.
Damn, those legs tho. Even though you were short, those legs went on forever to a succulent promised land that he hoped to visit real soon.
He licked his lips and recalled what you tasted like. 10 days was too long.
You stood up and searched the crowd. Your eyes locked and he could see that you were flustered.
You hadn’t said you loved him back since you got back together, but he was almost certain. You wanted the same thing he did. He smiled as he came after you.
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You felt like you couldn't move as you stared at Daveed. He finally reached you and dropped his bags on the floor.
He didn't say a word, but bent down, wrapped his arms around your waist, picked you up, and kissed you, hard.
You took off his hat, fisted his hair and groaned through the kiss. You had to get out of there.
"I missed the hell outta you," he told you when he finally put you down.
He smiled down at your upturned face, took his hat out of your hand and smashed down your nice fluffy curls with it.
You pouted, only pretending to be mad.
"Funny, I was just thinking the same about you. I missed you too, Diggs." You were so happy he was back.
"Finally! You admit you missed me. Maybe you really do like me and are not just using me for my body!" He laughed at you. "Not that I care at this moment."
"Yeah, I like you. And I will take you up on that usage agreement."
You leaned up to kiss him again before leading him out to the parking lot.
“Your place?”
It wasn’t even really a question since he let go the place he had been renting. It didn’t make sense for him to stay somewhere else.
You couldn’t even front as you nodded eagerly. He rewarded you with another smile, then looked at you and bit his lip as you stood outside your car.
You cocked your head at him, mesmerized. Your body was feening for his.
"You wanna drive?" Your voice was husky and full of desire.
Daveed put his lips close to your ear. You shivered.
"Hell yeah, but I want you to get us there. I wanna look at you."
He opened the driver's side door for you.
You stared for a minute and climbed in. Daveed looked at you in the driver's seat, leaned over and kissed your lips softly and let his hand travel down your body from your neck to your thighs.
Damn, he thought as he shook his head and went around to the passenger seat. I'm this close to the promised land! He was excited but cool.
You tried to collect your thoughts but your brain was short circuiting with him so close and his spicy coconut scent filling your nostrils.
Daveed sat in the passenger seat, looked at you and put his infamous left hand on you. He was tracing patterns on your leg.
The sensation traveled to your core, the fabric of your leggings somehow a sensual conductor.
“Tell me this. Did you touch yourself when I was gone?”
“W-what do you mean?”
Daveed caught the stutter, and smiled, but he kept his eyes down as his hand moved up higher, stopping the tracing and now clasping the expanse of your thigh and squeezing just a bit, long fingers embedded between your lush legs.
“You know what I mean. I mean did you finger your pussy, circle your clit after licking your fingers and then pulling them out to taste them again?”
His eyes held yours now. You couldn’t breathe.
“I mean, did you shove your fingers inside you as deep as you could and then did you curl them until you hit that special spot while still pressing your button?”
You gasped for breath and Daveed’s eyes went to your lips and tongue. He leaned forward to kiss you, but stopped himself with a small moan.
“Did you play in your sopping wet slit and let your fingers slip down to feel your other hole, accidentally of course, until you were sliding over the sheets in your own wetness?”
He was leaning toward you now, looking into your eyes as if he really wanted to know.
“Because that’s all I’ve wanted to do for 10 gotdamn days.”
And then he took your mouth, supple lips covering yours and tongue making you remember it’s past transgressions.
"You're trying to get me to fuck in this airport parking lot aren't you?"
You could only say it after you caught your breath. You were actually trembling in this man's arms. Damn.
"Now why would you want to do that?"
Daveed asked his question as he moved his hand up your face into your hair and gave a gentle but firm tug, making you gasp again and getting him harder than he already was.
You moaned. "You know why...."
He loved to hear you struggle and made a mental note to show you more about breath play at your place.
He forced your head back and marked your neck, turning places your skin a deep purple. So beautiful. Damn, he wanted to do demented things to you right now.
“Fuck, Daveed. No marks!”
He knew why you were protesting and it irritated him. He pulled your hair again.
“That’s what the fuck makeup artists are for.”
He practically growled. That and his full beard made you ready to go right now.
His hand moved down your neck to your collarbone tracing it over to your chest and there it rested for a minute, his thumb caressing your nipple through the fabric of your hoodie.
Which was really his hoodie.
Daveed moved his hand underneath, squeezing your breast gently in his hand.
"No, I don’t know why..." He wanted to hear you.
"Because you are making me so fucking wet, that's why."
Your needy whine threatened to take him out right then.
"Word? That's what's up. Let me see.”
Daveed raised his eyebrow at you.
You were past the point of denying him anything at this moment.
"Y-yes. Please."
That was the green light.
He trailed his hand down your stomach to the waistband of your leggings. He slipped his hand in, his long fingers caressing your pearl. He could feel it swell right away.
"Jesus!"
He couldn't stand it.
"You are wet.”
He plunged two fingers in your goodness and could feel your body grip them.
"Damn, how are you so tight.!?!"
He started pumping in and out of you, doing what he’d described earlier. He needed to be inside you, and soon.
"The dancing....always... keeps ....the core ....tight.... Oh...My....Damn..."
Your eyes were closed as you felt your body quicken. Daveed leaned over, pulled the hoodie up and gently bit your nipple, playing with it with his tongue while it was still trapped between his teeth.
He could feel you start to pound around his fingers.
As you started to moan, Daveed covered your mouth with his. You came on the palm of his hand. D was as hard as a rock and leaking in his jeans.
He watched as you came, wanting to bust himself. He had to do something.
"Are you sure you can drive?" He asked with an evil grin. "I think you should go ahead and get into the passenger seat so I can."
You opened your eyes and looked at him, confused.
"Just climb over me and I’ll shift into the driver's seat."
Your heart skipped a beat as you shifted up and over the car’s gear shift and onto Daveed’s own.
You came down relatively hard on his lap and he groaned.
"Are you gonna drive?" You leaned forward and whispered in his ear.
Daveed was gripping your ass while you rode him. He couldn’t speak.
"Let me get you off.... so you can move."
You got on your knees on the floorboard of the car in front of him. You watched him watch you as you unzipped his pants and uncover the throbbing mass.
You smiled and kissed it lightly.
"I've missed you."
You looked up at him. “What do you want me to do?"
Daveed just stared at you, put his fingers in his mouth, and pulled them out slowly. He closed his eyes as he tasted you. You grinned and went to work.
You licked his tip as you gently squeezed his balls. Then, you lowered your wet mouth around him, causing him to piston his hips up toward your face.
You took his cock down your throat and moaned.
“Damn, I’ve missed the sight of you letting me fuck your face. Such a good, good, good, good girl.”
He trusted into your mouth with every good and the praise made you want to live up to your title. You took what he gave you. And gladly.
After he came, and you swallowed, he looked around.
"Let's get out of here before we get arrested."
You laughed and kissed him as you shifted around and he got in the driver's seat and fixed his clothing.
You adjusted yourself as well. Satisfied for the moment, but anticipating more to come.
He smirked at you as he put the car into gear. You dozed slightly as he drove back to the city, finally relaxed enough to rest.
As he pulled into your space in the parking garage, he gently shook you awake.
“As much as I want to I can’t carry you and my bags upstairs.”
You smiled and stretched, Daveed watching appreciatively.
“My big strong Baby. You can do anything.”
You took his face in your hands and kissed his forehead, nose and lips.
“Baby?” Daveed’s eyes glowed as he grinned at you. “I’m ‘Baby’ now?”
Your stomach and back were fluttering like crazy. But you sucked it up and smiled back at him. It was time out for games.
“Yeah, as in Baby, bring me something to eat? Baby, are you really playing that game right now? Baby, I need that dick.”
You looked down and back up at him. “And as in, Baby, I missed you and I love you. So much.”
Daveed’s smile got bigger, impossibly so, and he kissed you back lightly.
“You know I love you too. Short Stack.” He got serious for a minute. “I promise you I wont hurt you…”
You silenced him with a kiss. “Let’s just keep moving. No take backs, no regrets.” Another kiss. “Now let’s get upstairs.”
Daveed agreed, and you got out and Daveed gathered his bags. On the elevator ride up, Daveed held you in front of him, his arm wrapped around your ribcage as you leaned back against him.
You could feel his erection get bigger the higher you climbed. Him nuzzling your neck almost made you forget that he probably was exhausted and hungry.
“Hmmmm. Baby? You hungry?”
You smiled down at the elevator floor, anticipating his answer. He didn't reply, just walking out of elevator as the doors opened on your floor.
When you got inside and his bags discarded, he finally answered you. Walking toward the bedroom.
“I’m starving Short Stack. I need to eat. Come sit on my face, let me show you how much I missed you."
You practically skipped into the bedroom behind him.
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My fucking god post number 3
So I have my hair cropped (ill find a pic)
And according to people who I DONT FUCKING BELIEVE I'm pretty and hot and cute and shit and I laugh in their faces
I shouldn't have
So im at this Sierra Store. (10/10 theur clithing snd shoes and stuff is all amazing. They have hiking, climbing, camping gear, leggings and stylish clothes for days, and their staff js amazing)
And this Male looking mate comes up to me. Tells me Im super pretty and would love to go on a date with me at the exact moment.
I disagree, as im starting to get creeped out with how he won't respect my personal space. If i knew him and he respected my space, we may have exchanged numbers.
I tell him to verbally back off twice befire getting into my Krav Stance, which is muscle memory at this point. I have a two touch policy, as does my favorite instructor; If my hand touches yiur chest once, its a back off. If its twice, its a warning verbally and physically.
I told him to stop with that second touch, but he puffed up like a fancy rainforest bird and tried to advance further.
I don't know why he did it. Im a very clearly muscled person, I was severely underweight before I started Krav, I was around 80 pounds, 5'4, and not very muscled. Im 14 btw
I'm now 110, 5'8, and very clearly muscled person, the 30 pounds I gained is pure muscle, and muscle weighs more than fat.
Anywho, he should have backed off, as my dad saw and heard me verbally warn this dude. Dudes parents and mine were rushing over, but he kept advancing, trying to grab my throat.
I let him, if only because i could tell his strength before I beat the living shit out of him. He had strength, but ive been in training for 7 months now.
I did a pluck with a simultaneous counterattack (reaching both hands up like hooks and hitting them off my body while sending a VERY HARD KICK tm to his no-no-square.)
I then elbowed him in the face, Hammer struck to the other side of his Jaw, and got him into clinch (hold) for knee strikes. Two fast hard strikes to his stomach and or diaphragm, and then I shoved him to the ground.
Dad high fived me. The kids Mom spanked her 14 year old child in the store in front of me and my dad, ripping his phone out of his back pocket and telling him he could wait until he was 18 to get it back.
The kids dad for some reason thanked me and said I was just the punishment his son needed for his actions, and apologized profusely.
I nodded, and hugged my dad. My anxiety was through the roof and I wanted to die. But I cannot express enough how much Krav Maga has done for me.
Sorry for such a long post,
Kenzie
My hair and my muscle. My arm is fully relaxed, im not flexing, its just how muscular I am to prove my point
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sam/gene and 5 or 23 for the cuddling prompts?? please and thank u (btw I'll never get tired of saying that I'm in love with your writing)
5. In the backseat of the car.
23. Reunion
I'm sorry this took a while to answer! To make up, I did both prompts! Well, near enough. After writing it, pretty sure this takes place somewhere in the Godawful Small Affair series, actually.. 🤔
Hope you like!
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It's nearly 3 in the morning by the time the medics grudgingly say Sam's free to go (since, with trademark obstinacy, he refuses to get in the ambulance for what he insists are just a few bruises and a bit of dehydration), and Chris is done carefully taking down his initial statement of what happened inside the derelict factory building before the rest of the team had gotten there.
Gene stands away from him, busy surveying the efficient chaos of the crime scene. He watches Ray bully the last of the handcuffed perps into the back of a police van (with a sly smack that Gene automatically erases from memory); Cartwright crouching down and pointing at the cut length of rope they'd used to keep DI Tyler secured for the past 29 hours (not that he counted); the plods taking photos of the dropped guns that'll go in the evidence file later.
He wants desperately to light a cig, or better yet take one or five swigs from the hipflask in his pocket, but his brain hasn't quite dropped out of crisis-management mode yet. He's still on high alert, noticing everything that's happening around him, braced for whatever unlikely emergency or threat comes next. If he starts to relax, even a bit, he's afraid the grim fury and adrenaline that's gotten him this far will fade out of him, and instead - well. He doesn't want it happening in the middle of his crime scene, is all.
So he keeps his hands shoved deep in his coat pockets, keeps a scowl fixed firmly in place, glaring around the scene where his DI had almost been shot through his idiotic head an hour ago.
"Guv."
Gene doesn't react immediately as the idiot in question slouches towards him, instead swiftly cataloguing the sight he makes as he gets nearer. The docs have slapped an adhesive bandage across his forehead, over where the muzzle flash had singed him. He's got a split lip and the beginnings of a nasty shiner, and he winces as he slowly pulls his leather jacket back up over his shoulders.
"Gonna get a lift home, if you don't need me for anything else here."
Gene grunts. "I'll drive you." He says it without thinking, still not looking at him direct. It's not so much an offer as an order.
Sam pauses, eyeing him speculatively, then nods. "Thanks."
With effort, Gene forces himself to move at last from his glowering vigil, striding off towards the Cortina. He passes Ray as he goes, growls an order to take over running the scene, and then he's impatiently slamming his way into the car. Sam follows at a more sedate pace, faintly dubious expression on his face as he picks his way round to the passenger's side and gets in.
Gene doesn't look at him, and doesn't speak, as he gets the car in gear and pulls quickly away from the curb. It's almost oppressively quiet. Neither of them turns on the radio, and they're practically the only car out on the dark streets.
Which, actually, might be a blessing in disguise, because Gene hasn't slept in a little over 29 hours (funnily enough), has been running on single-minded focus, caffeine and nicotine throughout, and now that it's all on the downturn he realises belatedly it might be taking something of a toll. There's a tight, nervous feeling building in his chest, and every time he tries to switch gears his hand feels numb and clumsy on the stick. When he actually stalls the car at a set of lights, Sam has the audacity to shoot him a scandalised glance, and Gene knows he has to take a minute here.
There's a multi-storey carpark coming up, and he manages to keep himself under control long enough to steer the Cortina into the first floor of it. This time of night it's all but empty so he parks haphazardly over the lines, fumbling the engine off. His hands are shaking slightly.
Sam's looking at him like he's lost his mind now, eyebrows up in disbelief. "What's up with you?"
Gene turns on him wordlessly, aware that he's slightly wild around the eyes but truly unable to believe the right div he has for a DI sometimes. For a man who likes to spend all his energy proving how right and smart and superior he is most days, Sam isn't half thick when he wants to be.
"You got yourself kidnapped," he practically spits, suddenly furious that he even has to say it, acknowledge it, explain.
Sam just frowns offence. "I didn't exactly go asking for it -"
"But you did, though, didn't you?! Couldn't just do what I said for once, had to go skulking off on your own -"
"If you'd come with me when I asked, I wouldn't have had to -!"
"No," Gene snaps, bouncing his palm off the steering wheel. "You don't sodding well get to give the orders, Sam, you get to listen to them! And I said wait!"
His DI blinks, taken aback. He goes quiet for a few seconds, forehead all puckered up in bemusement - and then clearly can’t help himself. "But I was right! And, by the way, I'm the one who just spent the last God-knows-how-long tied to a bloody chair! But yeah, course, have a go because I showed you up -"
"You honestly think that's what I'm bothered about, you smarmy little git?!" He's hissing, frozen, near trembling in his outrage. He means to launch into a tirade about the unbelievable recklessness of going off alone half-cocked, the shit example that's been set, the sheer hell Gene's put his team through this past day and night demanding results from them. Instead, what barks out is, "I just nearly watched you get shot in the face. Believe me when I say, I do not give a fuck if you were right!"
The other man at least has the grace to look embarrassed, wincing a bit. "I didn't mean... It would have been..." He stops, floundering, and at last Gene sees the slow realisation pass through him, sees him stop short and reassess what exactly they're arguing about. His shoulders drop, defensiveness easing off him as he finally seems to notice the strength of feeling currently radiating through the car. "Oh. Hey. But it's... It's fine, though. I'm fine."
He starts to reach out a soothing hand to touch him, and without thinking Gene smacks it down hard. They glare at each other for a few seconds. Sam goes to move again, determined, but Gene jerks away a second time. Still, neither of them say anything. His jaw is clenched so hard it hurts, nostrils flaring as he tries to breathe through the anger that's building in him.
He's not even sure what he's more furious about: that Sam defied him, or that he apparently thought nothing of the heart-stopping near-disaster Gene walked in on tonight, and which will no doubt be fixed behind his eyes for the foreseeable. It clearly hasn't occurred to the prat that Gene might have some thoughts on that. And alright, they've only been doing this 'behind closed doors' thing for a couple of weeks, it's not something they really talk about, but it's just... Well, he hadn't thought...
He'd assumed it went without saying, that he wouldn't be taking the risk of it all if it didn't bloody mean something.
His fingers grip restlessly at the wheel, trying to steady himself. He doesn't know quite how to do this, because Sam's not exactly the damsel in distress he's used to. He's not some petite, feminine thing he can hold against himself and keep safe. Those aren't the roles they have, not even close.
Except he doesn't know how else to do it, because right now that's the only instinct screaming in his brain.
So Gene shoots his hand out, thumps his palm against the other man's chest. Sam flinches in surprise at the sudden movement, staring at him perplexed - and then Gene curls his fingers in his jacket, hauls him insistently across the space in the car. It's clumsy. Sam comes haltingly and half-resisting, not understanding straight away what's happening, not knowing where to put his hands to catch himself. In the end he sort of topples into Gene, hissing pain and holding rigid against him, unmoving.
Gene doesn't care. It feels like the first deep breath he's taken in 29 hours as he pushes his cheek against Sam's bandaged forehead and gets the smells of leather and antiseptic and gunsmoke.
"Stupid bastard," he mutters through clenched teeth, barely audible.
Gradually, as the evident bafflement passes, Sam relaxes in increments. He's got his chin propped awkwardly up on Gene's shoulder, and carefully shifts about enough that he can more comfortably turn his face into the side of his neck, sighing a bit. One hand hovers uselessly in the air for a moment, then finally sneaks inside Gene's coat to settle against his side, and they go still like that.
It's not the kind of thing they do, this, even with all the other boundaries they've crossed recently. Not usually the touchy-feely types, either one of them. But Gene's blood is rushing like he's just thrown a punch, and he can't get himself to release the death-grip he's got fisted in Sam's shirtfront, or the arm clamped around his back. He keeps remembering the flash of the gunshot, the other man throwing himself at the floor like he'd been hit, all because Gene hadn't found him fast enough -
"M'fine," Sam says again, firm. His hand strokes aimlessly at Gene's ribs and chest, then drifts up to the back of his neck, holding him in place as he leans his forehead to Gene's temple. They rest like that for a minute or so, tension finally starting to ease off, until at last Gene feels the flighty rush of relief and endorphins start to kick in.
Sam pulls back enough to kiss him then, quick and insistent, both of them inhaling sharply at the welcome contact. It's brief. Even at this time of night they're in a public place, visible to anyone looking. Can't risk anything more lingering. But Sam leaves a hand on his knee as he finally eases himself back to his own side of the car.
"Stay at mine when you drop me off."
Gene clears his throat, already starting to feel awkward at the unprecedented display he's just indulged in. He busies himself turning the engine back on, getting the car in gear.
"Might have to," he finally concedes, fixing a scowl in place as he pulls them into reverse, arm over the back of the passenger seat to look behind them. "Some of us have gone without a decent kip the whole time you sat on your arse waiting for rescue -"
"Sod off!" But he's grinning, shaking his head with happy exasperation as Gene drives them home.
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|FAMILY TIES| M| MAFIA AU| 2
SMUT/ANGST
SUMMARY: A powerful alliance made up of 4 families spanning over a decade, is suddenly turned on its head when one family has a new leader after an unexpected death. Well let’s just say he’s not down to follow the somewhat civilized rules your families have inforced. Sooo now, it’s game on…
THIS CHAPTER IS VERY STORYLINE HEAVY AS FAR AS LUXX & TAE ARE CONCERNED.... BTW
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WARNINGS: HMMM, DIRTY TALK, ORAL( M/F GIVING AND RECEIVING) SLIGHT LINGERIE KINK, LIGHT CUMPLAY, OVERSTIMULATION LIGHT DOM TAE, FACE RIDING, CAR SEX...KINDA LOL
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His eyes were studying yours his whole aura seemed..different…the way he looked at you was a lot softer now as his touch also changed, it was more so him needing to make sure you were calm. As his hands rubbed light circles along the small of your back, he could feel you start to melt into his touch. Yes, this was your life..the only one you knew but that didn’t make shit like this any easier.
Letting a deep exhale release from your lungs, your hands found their way into his hair reconnecting your lips to his taking advantage of the moment. He could feel you smile into the kiss and that let him know you were good. He chuckled lightly against your lips ,still not breaking the kiss, the way he caressed you in his arms just screamed “That’s my girl”.It was like..he could sense that you were at ease, because he was there, and you had his back, down to start a fire the minute he was.
His hand snaked up your neck, pulling you in tighter, as he deepened the kiss. Mr.Kim couldn’t control himself around you tonight, and you weren’t complaining it was rare, that he got like this and you loved it. letting himself get completely out of his head and just live in the moment with you. But the moment came to an abrupt halt once as your body jerked from a sloppy ass turn the driver took a low grunt leaving both of your lips in aggravation as you tried to keep your cool. Not a smooth driver by any means, shit it felt like you were a second away from slamming into the door. Currently questioning if you were in a game of bumper cars to be honest, because that would make a lot more sense.
In all honesty he was driving like he was nervous, another rookie mistake. Neither of you would ever feel uneasy by one of your driver’s skills,even if they were doing 130 down a dead end they were always smooth. Also, as the driver sometimes you don’t know what happened or why your picking someone up. The less you know the better, that way if ever questioned, the honest response is “I was just told to drive”. So with that being said, your driver wouldn’t speak without being spoken too, which so far is the only rule this rookie is following properly.
Taehyung called it off rip …he was just probably some guy, who was broke and needed some cash. He’s not valuable to Marco, he doesn’t know much, and on top of that he’s terrified, not only of fuckng up but more importantly his passengers.The two of you were known to do some pretty serious damage together if need be. You could go from danity and vulnerable to heartless and lethal within seconds. Which is why it was crucial for him to go undetected, if the two of you caught on he didn’t stand a chance. Little did he know he blew it the minute Taehyung got in the car. You watched his brow furrowed in frustration at his ammature driving, the grip on your waist tightening, you could tell by the look on his face he was beyond pissed. Ready to snatch his ass right out of the driver’s seat, and end this pathetic excuse for a kidnapping or whatever the fuck it was..he wasn't impressed to say the least. As bad as Tae’s temper was,he wasn’t a loose canon. Even though this guy seemed like a complete cake walk, unless you two were in immediate danger there’s no way Taehyung would make an impulsive decision like that with you in the car. Even the slight risk of you getting hurt because of something he did would ruin him. He hid it well, but him being protective over you goes way deeper than just the family business.
Knowing he had to find a distraction so he could stop envisioning repeditaly bashing this man's head into the window until his skull was in dicetable pieces. I guess he’s lucky his favorite lady was already on his lap.. Reclining your back to rest against the driver’s seat with a mischievous smirk which he read you clear as day..you two were about to give this rookie the ride of his life. One of his favorite things about you, no matter how girly you were..hair, nails,makeup, high heels..you weren't afraid to play dirty.
“Oh, by the way I bought you something…” his hands roamed up your sides as you kicked your brow up out of curiosity. Your dynamic had changed over the past almost 6 months, all of the built up sexual tension finally came to a head after the two of you closed a pretty dangerous deal is Sao Paulo. The leftover adrenaline coursed through your veins as he had you bent over a balcony 20 stories up. Hand around your neck, he fucked you until you couldn't even see straight, and once your legs gave out he laid you on chaise lounge and kept goin… But that’s about all it was, Taehyung somehow mastered the art of not getting in his feels,but every once in awhile his heart would pick a fight, and lately it’s been knocking him on his ass.
You knew he was just trying to make small talk..but he’s never just randomly bought you something, unless it was like food,liquor, or a hotel suite “I actually bought it a while ago,but ya know, you just had to be a fuckin brat” His words came out almost in the form of a growl as he coyly reached in the pocket inside your coat, sliding your 9..down your sleeve. Which drapped on the floor, cradling it in your hand, due to your jacket hanging off your shoulders, the gun and your hand were completely covered.
Rolling your eyes not even bothering to actually verbally give a response,which only made him chuckle. He really wasn’t phased by you he’s known you damn near your whole life, he just..ya know.. wanted to choke your bratty ass sometimes that’s all.
“Clearly you still haven’t learned your lesson..” You felt a hard smack on your ass but you knew it was coming, keeping your eyes trained on his as you just shrugged nonchalantly in response. Trying to play it cool but he left one hell of a sting, already feeling the heat start to pool between your thighs.”But I feel like I’d be torturing myself more than you …” Adjusting his tone slightly, the arousal dripping from his lips clear as day, it as insane the cast that hung over the two of you right now. The energy that radiated between you did not reflect the situation you were currently in whatsoever! God you loved the way he looked at your body, as he massaged up your thighs it was like you could physically see the affect you had on his own, as he slowly let himself go piece by piece.
“When I saw it I knew you’d look sooo sexy...while your pretty little mouth was wrapped me…ass up…wearing my favorite pair of Louboutins” The smoothness in which he delivered that you honestly couldn’t even be pissed at him assuming he’d get his way. He definitely had a lingerie kink and you knew It was a piece from Agent Provocateur, it was one of his favourite brands and he wasn’t shy to pick out what he liked. But typically it was while you were already ordering, he’d never done it on his own before! On the surface the two of you may appear to be 100% lost in your own world, completely unaware of your surroundings. All the random side turns this twat rockets taking down side streets. But Nah, you were well aware, just waiting until the time was right, while having a little fun in the meantime.
You weren’t going to let him know how genuinely happy the idea of him lingerie shopping made you, not the way your ego was set up. “And who says that you’ve been good enough to have my lips wrapped around your dick Mr. Kim?” Cocking your head to the side slightly capturing his gaze with yours, as a cocky smirk landed across his lips. Lacing his tongue against his plump bottom lip as he readjusted your position on his lap, rolling his hips up into yours.
“We both know, especially tonight …I’ve been more than good my baby …” Fuck how was it possible for his voice to get deeper, digging his nails into your ass through the thin fabric of your dress. Signaling for him to scoot closer he leaned in for a kiss,the grip on your waist got tighter as he already knew what was coming. Slowly creeping your hand up the back of the driver's seat strategically placing your gun between the gap in the head rest causing the hammer to make a slight clicking sound as the muzzle hit his neck . Granted this was not an ideal position but you’ve done this long enough, were you could make it work.
Your tongue still hadn't left Taehyung's until you both felt the car come to a complete stop, as he gasped in utter panic once he realized what was happening and at that point Taehyung had enough. “Alright, fuck this..”The whole car jerked, while he gently removed you from his lap, it still amazed you how quick he could switch gears. He went from caressing you to slowly fumming in the matter of seconds you watched him grunt, rolling his eyes in frustration as he quickly climbed over the seat hopping into the passenger side as you adjusted yourself still keeping your gun at the back of his neck. “Keep drivin…” Surprised by how relaxed his tone was in comparison to the look on his face. Taehyung searched him quickly before taking his own gun in one hand and his phone in another .
“Amature move number 10 sweetheart, you never. stop. driving…” you whispered out boldly against the skin of his neck as your lips brushed his ear. Tae couldn’t help but smile at the sight of you ,he thought you were the sexiest thing he’s ever laid his eyes on . Even if his pride wouldn’t let him admit it this man was becoming so consumed by you it’s unreal! Accidently catching his gaze, it felt like your heart stopped for a moment when you realized the way he was looking at you. The moment was short lived though, regardless of the situation you were currently in. You should’ve known better than to think Kim Taehyung was allowing himself to actually fucking feel more than a orgasm.
“She’s right, for all you know she could’ve just been fuckin with you. None of my men would’ve stopped driving, or jumped when I gouged at the seat nor would they have made that sloppy ass bang around the corner…..so I‘m only gonna ask this once...and don't you dare lie to me. I’m really not in the mood for games tonight, what fuckin’ character sent you?!“
Lucky for the driver in the midst of all this one of Taehyung’s men called, so he was temporarily distracted leaving you to deal with it.Signaling to you with his gun, which let you know he wanted you to continue his interrogation, while he was preoccupied. His delivery was just..fuck..…it always did something to you when he was doing business he was so stern and such a fucking man!! He never had to yell for people to know he wasn’t to be fucked with! He’s a pretty boy who likes designer things, yet It was so effortless for him to balance the two, he could look like a Blue Blood or a guy from The Dot, and have respect from either party.
Before you even had a chance to open your mouth, his eyes shot back in the driver's direction, I guess the nano second of silence was far too much for Taehyung to handle ”Did I not just say, I’m not in the mood for this shit? The fucks the matter with you?”Grazing the hammer with his index finger, cocking his head to the side while his tongue grazed his teeth. His accent that sat typically mild on a day to day basis, always grew even thicker once he got frustrated. Even faint, in combination with the deep rich tones of his voice..you were ready to get on your knees whenever and wherever he wanted. Granted this probably shouldn’t be running through your mind while you guys are technically in the midst of being kidnapped with a gun to a man’s head. But that’s the kinda shit that runs through your mind regardless of the situation when your dealing with Kim Taehyung.
Believe it or not, this man was either stupid or..just..well stupid because he still stayed quiet , which at this point you assumed he was playing the same game they all did and you weren’t in the mood . “Oh for fucks sake, spare me with the “I’d rather die than talk” bullshit please ! Trust me this mother fucker doesn’t give a fuck about you, it will get you nowhere!” Your tone was cold as all hell reflecting no type of emotion, you’d been through this far to many times for you to even be slightly amused.
Suddenly the energy around you felt suffocating..something just didn't feel right, and in that moment...all your patience flew out the window. Knocking the muzzle against the back of his neck even harder this time, causing his head to jerk a little when you still got NO response. You flicked the lock with your finger until it clicked which immediately got Taehyung’s attention because that sound meant you were about to release from your register “Your a second away from your organs being splattered along the dash kid” Raising your tone out of pure frustration, but it didn’t take you guys long to realize that it actually sounded like he was almost…crying? Well, fuck, clearly this wasn’t going the way you anticipated, completely dumbfounded who the hell kidnaps someone..and then has a mental breakdown!?
The look on both of your faces mirrored the same level of confusion, I.E WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS GOING ON!?
“Jesus kid are you crying, seriously!?” Ducking his head down slightly trying to get a better look at his face “Seriously?? Am I getting punk’d or something!? How old are you?!?” Pulling the drivers hat off ,flicking the light on. To your surprise the tone was, calm, and warm actually,complete contrast to how he originally approached him. An almost sympathetic sigh left his mouth when he looked over at him, this kid looked like he was barely 18! The word “kid” was used very frequently in Boston, but buy no means did you actually think he was actually barely legal!
“Of fucking course!” You whispered out low in frustration and slight disbelief, shaking your head, as it now was all starting to make since. He wasn’t just a rookie he was a child, you guys didn’t do business like this..unless they were in the family you didn’t involve kids. Even though you felt bad you still didn’t remove the gun, deep down you knew this wasn’t some trap, Marco just didn’t give a fuck, but you were trained to never underestimate anyone! Just wanting someone cheap … that was easily impressionable, and disposable.
This life wasn’t for everybody that’s for damn sure, on the surface it looks great, the money ,cars,planes, trips you name it. But it does something to your spirit, after some of the shit that you see in this line of work. I know it sounds cliche but it's true..your never the same…God forbid your in a position where you’re the one deciding if and when someone will take their last breath. You gotta have a strong ass heart,and a lot of the time you almost gotta act like you don’t have one at all, and it’s hard still…even for you two. Mr. Kim could attest to that better than anyone…
In this moment not caring how young he was…Taehyung was getting pissed that he hadn’t answered his question! Like I said there's a time and place for everything, he didn’t expect you to worship the ground he walks on. But in a situation like this when Kim Taehyung asks you a question you answer, simple as that.You watched his head cock to the side, eyes extremely focused on the divers mannerisms, you couldn’t tell if he was enraged, or concerned, as he was still on the phone with one of his men. All you could do was hold your breath and pray he didn’t do anything crazy
.“Alright, you know what? I‘M done, I’m done with this conversation! I don’t care who fucked up were..just fix it! Jhonny,put me on speaker..” pausing taking in a couple slow breaths, using his index and middle finger to pinch the bridge of his nose, almost indicating the conversation was giving him a migraine and knowing Taehyung’s lack of patience..it probably was
“Alright boss..”
“If you guys are smart, you’ll make sure nothing else goes wrong tonight, I’m not in the mood for this amateur bullshit! Oh by the way you mother fuckers literally let me get kidnapped by a kid that can’t even grow fucking facial hair! Get your shit together!” Tossing his phone down on his lap, letting out a deep sigh in aggravation as he ran his fingers through his hair. His phone went off almost instantly once he hung up, probably sending him directions.
Still, in the midst of all that he stayed dead silent in the drivers set, jaw cinched ..trying to look tough, yet you could see how glossy his eyes were, they were probably burning from him trying to suppress his tears. “Alright, well now that i’ve clarified my men are incompetent and you’re probably not even old enough to buy cigs..pull into this parking lot, then your gonna pull out…bang a uey, and we’re going in the opposite fuckin direction.”
His delivery was so chill it was almost comical, there wasn't even a hint of concern in his voice, already well aware the driver would follow his instructions. You watched his shaky hands pull into a lot of what appeared to be a diner . Pulling out, and doing exactly what was instructed of him “Good boy …” He coaxed and it seemed to put the kid at ease “Make a left at the next light. “ . Taehyung knew what he was doing, purposely waiting until the driver seemed a little calmer before he started to ask him questions.. “Ok. I’m gonna say this one more time, and if you don’t respond I’ll revert right back to that motherfucker I was when I first got up in the front seat . You're already pushing it because my biggest pet peeve is repating myself...yet here I fuckin go soudnig like a damn parrot!”
He kept is tone low and stern but still he wasn’t yelling, it was rare he did. “If I’m being honest I don’t care how young you are I’m not the one that hired you. At the end of the day the job you accepted put her life in danger and that alone is enough for me to bash your fuckin head in.” Cocking his head to the side leaning in a little closer as he tried to read the kids expression. Barely centimeters away from this kids face, a knot forming in your own stomach just from observing..you heard him sniffle and clear his throat .
“I-I didn’t do anything to your driver by the way , I actually don’t know where he is ...the car was empty when I got in it” He paused needing to focus on the road but you also knew he needed to calm down.
“After you make this turn your going to stay straight for a while . Then hang a right into the gas station…Keep goin..” The combination of warmth in his voice and of course pure fear encouraged him to actually continue
”I’m- I’m 18, he comes to the packie I work at, I just turned 18, and the day I did my foster mom put my ass right out! I -He asked if I wanted to make some quick cash …he just said I’d have to drive a car. I had an hour to get you guys to someone else..” It hurt more than you thought to hear this young kid say what the both of you already knew, which is that he was just a pawn in Marco’s game. But both of you became slightly intrigued the more he spoke, he knew Marco probably didn’t deal with him directly but did he know a name? A location? ANYTHING!
“Shit I’m screwed , I had one job ! One FUCKING job ……then you get paid..that’s all I had to do…that’s all I had to do..” you heard him whisper out the last part,actually almost sounding like he was outta breath. Repeatedly it like a prayer, both of you zoned in on him, making sure in his sudden panic he wouldn’t suddenly try to do something irrational. This was all in a day’s work ..at the end of the day he had a job to complete and so far he hasn’t, at a 9-5 that could get you written up or fired..in this line of work it could get you killed.
You watched Taehyung’s expression change slowly, he felt bad, really bad. “Shit man, “ Tae huffed in frustration running his fingers through his hair “You know there’s a chance he’ll kill you if you don’t bring us in right?” 18 or not Taehyung wasn’t going to sugar coat it he’d rather you be braced for the worst then leave you in the dark . His eyes glanced over at him and he just nodded.
”Yeah, but I don’t have much here, never have it wouldn’t be shit for me to use the money I have and hop on a greyhound or something..” He was trying to sound strong but you two saw right through it ,he probably barley made $10.00 a hour. All the money he had would probably only cover the bus ride and one night in a motel .
“Pull in here …” he instructed as calm as ever noticing his blacked out Jaguar parked behind a semi. You could feel the car start to slow up, before actually coming to a complete stop right in front of the driveway, he was having second thoughts, I mean not that you blame him. “I really wouldn't do this If I were you” you heard a deep slow exhale leave Taehyung’s body as he adjusted his gun in his hand “Don’t push me, would you prefer I just let you pull the trigger yourself? Because you essentially digging your own grave right now, pull. in.to .the driveway...now.” Taehyung’s voice was barely above a whisper but the authority behind it spoke volume as his eyes cut over to the drivers, You felt a knot form in your stomach..praying the driver wouldn’t do anything stupid. You watched his grip get tighter on the wheel, knuckles flushing the palest shade of ivory, the headlights caught Taehyun’s men’s attention.
Two of them started walking over..trying to see what was taking so long now it was 1 against 4. You watched his eyes flutter as he let out a low defeated sigh while putting the car back in drive, once pulled in Taehyung’s men were quick to yank him out the car, slamming him against the hood “HEY! Mazda..chill he’s just a kid..leave him be…I got this…I got him…” shoeing him away as he stepped closer. Once Mazda released him you watched him drop to the ground it was almost like his entire body caved in.
Taehyung walked over, opening your door “Hey,Can you go stand by my car baby doll? I just need to have a quick word with our little buddy over here..”
Your brow immediately arched so much attitude laced across you face as you crossed your arms against your chest..for one..the pet name threw you off..and two since when are you not allowed to be in on business conversations? Incase he forgot you were BOTH kidnapped, he detected you weren’t pleased letting out a deep huff, leaning down sliding his tongue into your mouth effortlessly. Forcing his way in with such ease..it was so quick you were almost confused it happened, yet somehow he was able to explore what felt like every inch of your mouth.Causing you to moan against his tongue, it was crazy how easily he could get to you now.
”Please, I need him to talk and I don’t want the two of us tag teaming him...promise I’ll fill you in once we leave...” His plea came out in a low whisper.. As his hand massaged the back of your neck…how could you say no when he just kissed you like that, more importantly he was right. This kid was fragile It was clear that Tae cracked his shell a little, in more ways than just utter fear. Letting out an exaggerated huff as you hopped out of the car, but of course because your, you a dramatic exit wouldn’t be complete without you rolling your eyes at him. In which he just chuckled while you swayed past ,placing a quick pat on your ass as you headed towards his men .
Taehyung crouched down in front of the kid, that was now sobbing. Planting his hand on his shoulder “Hey..” his tone was somber trying to get his attention ..”I’m gonna help you out a little..you can keep the car, my men will give you a new plate and some cash…but I need you to help me out first…” His eyes widened..after hearing that. In all honesty he probably did not have the money for a greyhound, and if he had a car…he could maybe sleep in that instead of a motel and save money.
Nodding his head eagerly in response “What the fuck was this about?” Pausing for a moment not sure if he was having second thoughts or just trying to get his thoughts together, so Tae thought he’d try to coax him along “Listen, If I wanted to hurt you, I would’ve done it already…and I still can, Not to sound like a total dick but what happens to you once I pull out of here has no affect on my life.”
Pausing purposely really wanting that resonate with him, making sure he understood that Taehyung really didin;t have to help him.
“I’m trying to help you, but I need you to help me too..do you understand?“ Still keeping his voice calm even though at this point he was about out of patience this boy had about 2 seconds to speak…and it was clear he picked up on it
“Yes….” His almost passive response was met by Taehyung's unforgiving glare, play time was over..he needed answers. “I-honestly don’t know the reason…the guy who comes into the packie they call him Zeb, but I don’t know if that’s his real name. it’s-it’s not like they told me hey we’re planning a shoot out, but I was at the party the whole time as a server. They told me to go in and interview, I guess they were hiring more people for just that one event .I -I did have a que to leave..it was prior to the shootout..so I guess that technically clarifies they were in on it.”
Taehyung’s eyes studied him as he talked, watching his mannerisms, his eye contact..eye movements..even the way he was fidgeting. Trying to see if he seemed..genuine or rehearsed “Only other thing I know is Zeb is usually always with someone, but the day he brought me my clothes the car was different. Memorable I guess? Typically he was always in something I don’t know more low key..this one was an old school candy apple red corvette…I don't know if that helps but..that’s all I got, a possible name and a car...I’m sorry. I’m just really sorry...” Throwing his hands up while letting lout deep exhale,body still trembling slightly but Tae could tell he felt relieved to get that off his chest. To be honest, it didn’t really help, the problem is..Marco probably had new men because none of Leos would help and Tae didn’t know any of them yet. But the car was definitely something to look out for, and he could also do some snooping on Marco’s soilders at a later date.
Giving his arm a squeeze before standing up with a slight smile,abruptly signaling for his men to come closer “Jhonny, Benny search the car first, make sure there isn’t anything we need…before he leaves. I want a full z30 on this bitch, head to toe! Twice if you have to, run over it with a BL when your done to double check, also leave him with a envelope…” Finally bringing his gaze over to this child, not even asking him,what his name was. I guess Taehyung felt he deserved to keep that to himself, he was already thrown into way more than he bargained for. He seemed so overwhelmed by it all, I don't think it really set in until now. “Take care of yourself kid! Use the money wisely…just lay low for a little Im sure this will all pass ”
The boy sniffled and nodded, “Thank you!” Was all he was able to croke out before turning back to Jhonny for further instruction.
While you stood posted against his car, you were actually too far away to hear what was discussed, his face had you curious. A couple guards, were sprawled around you after what happened earlier they’d be damned if they let you out of there site. Walking up to you, grabbing your waist pulling your body into his, massaging your ass in his palm, fuck it felt so good to have him like this. To have him this close outside of sex…don’t worry you still knew better but fuck it felt good.
“Were about to head out,you wanna run in there and grab yourself something to keep you Preoccupied before we go?” Waiving a 50 in your face, with a slight smirk. Snatching it right out of his hand like a big kid as you skipped into the gas station. His eyes immediately shot over to one of his men, in which they took the hint with the quickness to follow you into the store. The minute he heard the door close behind you, the base in his voice echoed throughout the almost empty lot, he was cutting into his men, hard. While you were picking out all of your goodies you heard a couple loud thuds outside not even wanting to know what was happening .
The sound clearly startled the clerk as he went to check outside, and you knew this wouldn’t be good. Both yourself and his guard ran out behind him, only to find Tae, striking the icebox with his fist. Each grunt that left, his chest subsided little by little. “Hey! what the hell do you think your doin man!?”
Shit, shit shit, he actually yelled at him, clearly he didn’t know who he was dealing with.. I mean yes obviously Tae is destructing his property so he has every right to be upset this just..fuck this wasn’t a good time to address him in that tone of voice. “Nothing to see here man I’m just leavin..” His tone of voice was alarmly calm in contrast to the blows he was taking to the iceox as well, as his bruised,slightly bloody knuckles. God he had such nice hands why did he have to fucking attack the icebox! His eyes gazed up at the clerk jaw tight, while his hand rested on his hip, suit jacket, no I’m sorry let me specify his Versace suit jacket was on the ground in front of him.
The sarcastic chuckle echoed across the empty parking lot “Are you fucking kidding me!? You’re damaging my property and your bitch over here has a bunch of shit in her hand she didn’t pay for..” You went completely wide eye and actually speechless at the derogatory slur as you honestly didn’t realize you had the stuff in your hand, before you could even say anything you found yourself distracted by Taehyung. You watched his expression change it was almost like he backed out, strolling towards the clerk slowly..too slow actually “You know what man..your right I’m sorry let me pay you for the damages..” None of you expected that..his tone even changed..it as lighter..a slight smile moved up is face, as he cranked back decking the clerk dead in the face. He was literally on the ground, blood oozing out his nose, while Mazda reached over to grab Taehyungs blazer off the ground.
Tae singinally for you to come in his direction with his middle finger and you followed. Purposely stepping over the “gentleman” as you walked, lightly digging the heel of your red bottom in his abdomen as you amouvered over him. You heard he rasp our the word “Bitch” causing to to turn around, pressing your heel firm against his throat, until he was damn near crying “I’m sorry what was that!? Yeah like I thought, who's the bitch now!” Tae’s grip on your arm was damn near the only thing stopping you from legitimely gouging his adam's apple out with your shoe!
“I really should come back and unload a good 15 rounds through this bitch!” Pausing slightly..letting his eyes scan the perimeter of the gas station “Actually..meh..I still might..oh have fun getting that nose realigned, you got a bit of a hump anyway..maybe they can even that out for ya!!“ Turning away slowly taking his time strolling back to the car, hands stayed connected to your waist the entire way, his grip was firm, wasit flesh to your ass. As dysfunctional as it may sound, seeing each other in this element was one of your biggest turn ons you’d consider it a knink but I dont ink there a “mob/mafia” kink list. Both of you guys equally powerful, and dangerous in your own right. He felt just as secure with you as you did him!
The plan was standard...simple, Taehyung would drive you two himself, but one of his men wouldn’t be more than 10 feet away as you guys commuted through the city. The drive from the gas station to the bridge was about 35 minutes. Upon crossing the bridge the other 3 cars would tail him as he crossed into the city. The driver that would ghost him the whole drive had a very standard car, just a black chrysler 300 nothing that would seem suspicious or draw attention, under the hood it was a damn monster but he the surface it was low key. Taehyung on the other hand, he was a different story, not sure why they brought this particular car for him. It was a matte black Jaguar F type, it had racing tires and a turbo engine and sat lower than it’s supposed to. Point being it looks like a race car, you just felt like it would draw attention to him, not too familiar with who ran this territory as well as how clean there cops were. The car just screamed “Money..” so you knew he would catch people’s attention just out of curiosity. Taehyung’s tires alone were enough to get him flicked, but he was a drifter, so more than likely he asked for this one.
All four cars pulled out together and actually stayed in a straight line a good 3 miles. So much had gone on you didn’t even know what time it was, the party started early..around 5..so between that and the commotion it was only pushing 11 at night. Taehyung’s hand found a firm grip on your thigh as he drove.. Not saying much, and you were fine with that, you knew he had a lot on his mind right now. You felt his palm starts to massage your thigh, slowly making its way higher, and higher..eyes fluttering over in his direction while his stayed focused on the road. The sound of some form of R&B floated through your ears in the background, you were tensing your thighs not giving him what he wanted. You could feel, his nails digging into you until you spread your legs the way he wanted.
“God your so damn sexy....” Always down to give you endless amounts of praise.
Letting his index finger sooth up your slit and your eyes glanced over at him, his jaw laxed and his neck reclined, there was nothing sexier than the way he reacted to your body. You could’ve sworn he was the one getting pleasured with the form of euphoria he was in. His fingers rocked up and down your clit ,rubbing gentle circles, you could phsycaly hear how wet you were …his fingers were damn near sticking to you. “Tae..” Reclining back in your seat, letting your eyes flutter shut as you spread your legs even further, the needy cry left your lips as he slid two fingers in.
“Baby, your already soo fucking wet, fuck, goodamn” His voice was so calm., and so smooth, as it laced through your ears, it was almost like you could feel every words course through your body. Going in knuckle deep making you slouch down completely in your seat, tightening your walls around his fingers “I know you fuckin love it when I get angry, You were standing over there with no fucking panties on just dripping down your thighs weren’t you baby? This pretty little pussy was just throbbing for me..” He continued to work you with his fingers, adding a third, as he curled them against you.
“Yes, fuck you already know how much I love it..oh my god you feel so good!” He continued to work you, while you felt yourself run down your thighs and his custom leather seats ..until you heard the GPS cut in letting him know he’d be turning in a half mile. You knew at that point once he entered a main road he’d need to focus. Needing him to stop before you got any closer you took a firm grip on his hand pulling his fingers away and lacing them into your mouth with a moan, purposely as you knew how much he loved that…a hiss left his lips as he watched a slight chuckle leaving your lips as you pulled away. His hand landed right back on your thigh, still keeping a firm grip on it,, almost as if he didn’t want you to forget what he could do at any second..You watched him approach the fork in the road and you knew that’s where they’d separate. The road was quiet..didn’t seem like there were too many business on this side of town slightly rural.
While stopped at a light you both watched a black car pull out a lot and turn into the lane to your right, it was a standard cadillac, the windows slightly tinted . Neither of you seemed concerned Taehyung’s eyes did cut over quickly just out of habit, once the light turned green the car hesitated, it was almost like he purposely waited to go, wanting to be a couple feet behind Taehyung . It didn’t take long for one of his men to notice as he creeped up his speed a little to lock in the space behind him, incase this guy tired too. “Who the fuck are you..” you heard him whisper out to himself, he didn’t seem concerned, moreso intrigued.
‘Don’t worry boss I see’em” The voice that came through the speaker was Mazda, Johnny and himself are Taehyung’s right hand soldiers and he was also one hell of a driver. Taehyung sped up purposely to see if the other driver would react and he did. The grip on your thigh got tighter and you already knew you needed to make sure your seatbelt was buckled as tight as it could. “Once the light turns green, I’m blowing all of em the next 4 miles ..” He spoke into the speaker , Mazda didn’t verbally respond but you heard him pump his gas a couple times, causing a mischievous smirk to move up Tae’s face “Thatta boy..”.
The minute the light went green, he eased into it..staying at a steady 40 for a minute before quickly moving up towards 90. Blowing through the next 2 lights, as he approached the 3rd he clearly had a split second decision “Hold on love” He was still pushing 90 when he cradled the wheel in his hand, making tight, tightttt turn, completely spinning around in the center of the road. No other car would be able to handle a turn like that, thank God the road was pretty much dead or else you probably would have shit a brick with how fast he whipped that turn. Driving back in the opposite direction, before making a quick right down a side street. You heard tires screech and a slight thud, which Taehyung ignored if anything, the caddy hammered the break trying to keep up with Tae and whip that turn and Mazda purposely tapped him to give you guys time to speed off. His eyes glanced down at his Gps, noticing 2 streets down, was a dead end residential cul de sac. Easing down on the gas he turned down the side street. Upon approaching a stop sign he knew he needed a place to lay low for a couple minutes.
One if his best skills is being quick on his toes deciding he was going to his left,pulling up just enough to turn around. Shutting his headlights off heading down the side street, in reverse,not even sure if you could breathe at this point. Bagging into the driveway of the house at the end of the street. All the lights were off but it as clear people were home, fingers crossed know one looked out there damn window. “Where did you go!!?” Mazda finally spoke out probably tired of trying to find him. Taehyung had a tracker on the car he was driving but no one had one on his. Not trusting the possibility of someone snatching one of his mens work cars.
“I see you, stay where your at..I’ll be….” Pausing mid sentence watching a car creep down the opposite end of the dead end,but he actually had his lights on, another rookie move. You could tell by how slow he was driving he look for you two. “There ya go..keep drivin’ buddy..” you felt his hand massage up your thigh, just trying to keep you calm. Squeezing his hand a little to let him know you were still good, even though your stomach was in 23422 knots you were still good. “Find me a busy Main rd, now! Unless you want to just start firing rounds at every damn car that looks suspect , so yes that means I’m firing rounds at every fucking black car I see …” you could hear it in his voice , he was tired, cranky,and fed up ! In his mind there’s no reason he should’ve been in this position to begin with. You watched his GPS reroute him, keeping his lights off until he made his way out of the subdivision. Once turning onto a back road, you watched Mazdas car pull into the left lane and it wasn’t long before that Cadillac was back.
“Alright buddy you wanna run , we can run !” Taehyung pressed on the gas , he could see a pretty busy intersection approaching at the end of this backroad.“How much do you trust me ?” He quickly glanced over at you honestly not sure if you wanted to respond.
“Ughh, Fuckkk, more than I wanna admit ,why?” He could hear the timidness in your tone, not responding just smirking down at you with a dark chuckle that made your stomach turn. Reaching down to grab your hand, intertwining your fingers with his, he could sense you were nervous..pulling your hand up to his mouth leaving a couple delicate kisses. Fuck who was this man!?? Because this is not at all what your use too..Once the arrow turned green to approach the intersection he hit the gas to damn near a hundred and so did the Cadillac “Fuck Tae!!” You gritted our through clenched teeth. This street was busy really busy, as he weaved his way through lanes . In and out, in and out until he got were he needed to be, at this point the cady couldn’t keep with his his speed, skill or the aerodynamics of Tae’s car which allowed him to do this so effortlessly. There was only one turn needed before it was a straight shot to the bridge . The light was yellow , and you guessed it he blew it , turning red right as he was turning , taking a tight grip on the wheel spinning, damn near doing a burn out into the turn lane. “Kim Tae-fucking -Hyung” you damn near screamed at him and all he did was laugh as he barely merged you two in between a truck and a semi that was also pulling into the lane from a gas station.
It felt like your heart was in your damn pinky toe as you waited for the light to turn green. The minute the tail of his car pulled into the lane a truck blew by, if he miscalculated even by an inch you two could’ve been dead ! He smiled his big boxy grin back at you , and you couldn’t help but laugh “Shit Tae I almost pissed myself! What the fuck!” Punching his arm playfully even though in all honesty he deserved it . Leaning over placing a ton of messy kisses all over your face as you tried to swat him away, to be honest you did love the adrenaline rush, it didn’t take long for your yelling to turn into laughing!
Remember how I said he wouldn’t make impulsive dangerous decisions with you around? Well that was only if he wasn’t the one in charge, Taehyung was genuinely calm the entire ride. He knew how skilled of a driver he was and how much his car could handle. Even if it didn’t feel like it to you he was in control the entire time. The ride to the bridge the rest of the way was smooth . His men all tailing him when needed, the drive into the city was still another half hour though, the windows were cracked while Taehyung’s playlist streamed in the background the cool airbrushing over your skin made you doze off at some point. Glancing over at you periodically as the wind dusted over your body, you looked so beautiful and so peaceful, he literally wanted to scream, he found himself squeezing the wheel tighter than usual. Almost purposely wanting to inflict more pain on his already pulsing hand. How did he let himself get to this point with you? And why can’t he snap out of it tonight? It seems like everytime he catches himself, he slips right back into it.. He spent the entire drive home trying to wreck his brain, to rationalize what happened today. There just didn’t appear to be a point, it all just seemed like a waste of money and what was accomplished? Between the shoot out, ,the attempted kidnapping, AND who the fuck was in the Cadillac, and the red Corvette? Was this maybe a distraction for something bigger? Or was Marco just really this incompetent? Or were you two wrong was it even Marco? Who the flying fuck is Zeb!? The fact that nothing made sense..was unsettling to say the least, maybe that was the point…to make everyone feel uneasy…
Waking up to a couple airy kisses on your neck “Come on baby…” He whispered against your skin as your eyes fluttered open, you almost thought you were dreaming actually. He never used the pet name outside of sex, clearly he must be fucking delirious and exhausted … vision still a little blurry as you watched him walk over to open your door. Then you realized where you were, Taehyung owned a gentlemans club a really nice one actually it was in a 3 story brick loft, he had a secret penthouse apartment on the 3rd level. That only certain people knew about , it looked like something straight out of Aricturtial Digest . But due to the location Tae never kept anything..of value here, which may sound mind boggling as this place was lavish as all hell but the nice couches, the custom bed, full bar, walk in glass shower and blah blah blah, that didnt mean shit to him. Important stuff he stored, like pictures of his mom and family, gifts from his parents, family airlumes , that’s what mattered. Which he kept at his house which was gated , completely isolated and heavily watched. At the end of the day, yes this man loved a good Gucci suite but he knew what really mattered in life, and it wasn’t all this material shit. There was a separate closed off entrance to the building..it took you down alley..which was sandwiched between the club, and a packie that was beneath a small apartment complex. Your families owned the complex under a alailas LLC name as well, a lot of Tae’s soldiers lived in that building. There was “secret” back entrance ,a double sided iron gate, you walked through to a covered courtyard esque walkway that lead to the back door of the building in which you were both greeted by one of his guards.
“Bengie’s here by the way!” ..Bengie..short for Benjamin…slang for $100 bills..Bengie’s real name was Hoseok, he was there best launders, money, drugs, you name it, you figured he must’ve been here to either do a pick up…or a drop off on a run he just complete. He wasn’t to be fucked with, as he was also one of there cleaners if need be. Meaning if things got messy and someone had to be taken out….Bengies your man. Which is insane that he dose such a gruesome job because when this man smiles your face literally feels compelled to do it with him, like you don’t have a choice.
You two walked down the hallway,this wing of the building is where all the business that did not pertain to the actual club took place, The smell of expensive cologne and cigars hit your nose“ Hey, I need to make a couple calls, hang out here for a minute then will go upstairs for the night okay?” His tone was almost somber has he stroked your face, he knew you were tired..just nodding in response, as you continued to stroll down the hallway. Upon looking to your right you spotted a familiar face, the room was guarded instantly stepping aside once you go closer “Damn, they actually let your ass back over the border!?” Leaning against the door frame with a slight smile on your face as he glanced over at you. Always in black and always wearing sunglasses. He was tall. Not super skinny either, had a pretty good build on his, Dark locks that typically sat parted to the side, occasional falling in his face. Like Taehyung his skin also always kept a warm olive complexion but Hoseok in contrast to Tae, held a much thicker accent when he spoke. “Hi lovely” Smiling back at you as he strolled over giving you a warm hug. He always smelled amazing and he was fine, damn fine, but unlike Jimin and Namjoon, he was someone that could call Taehyung Tae Tae and he would answer. So you’ve never even entertained the thought no matter how good he looked! Also more importantly he had a lady..her name was Lola, but you all called her Bunny. On the surface she was a ballet instructor but behind closed doors she was one of the accounts within the circle.
Unlike Taehyung, he wouldn’t live in fear, no he didn’t broadcast it but it wasn’t necessarily a secret either.“I heard you two had an interesting night..”
Scoffing in response as you ran your fingers through your hair“Yeah something like that, I still don’t get what really happened, just seemed like a damn mess to me ”
“I literally wanna rangle his throat, I can’t stand the kid, I already told Tae next time I see him I’m knocking his ass out, bottom line!” You watched him stuff some packages in a black leather YSL overnight bag.
“Where ya headed?”
“Hong Kong, then I’m stationary for a little bit. Thank God Bunny’s ready to kill me..” Smiling over at you as he continued to pack, still blew your mind that he did the type of work he did..he just doesn’t look like the type. But that’s what makes him perfect for the job.
‘Hey Luxx? V said he’s ready when you are!” Almost jumping at that offer god you were so ready to get in bed.
“Okay tell him I'm on my way..” The guard nodded before stepping out and you walked over giving Hoseok one more hug before you left. You hugged him tight, you always did, he had one of the riskier jobs and you just never know..you never know. As cynical as it may sound, in this line of work, nothing promised, nothing.
He chuckled a little once he felt the grip you had on him “Don’t worry sweetheart, I always find my way back home..You know this! I got too much to come back to, to go down without a hell of a fight!” Glancing back at you with a wink before giving you one of his infamous big smiles, that again it was impossible not to do in return.
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The two of you made you way up to his apartment, ironically it always seemed like you ended up here around the same time frames . After 10 when one or the both of you were feeling needy. Like I mentioned it was beautiful the man had great taste. You could either take the stairs or a private elevator both were key coded, and I believe his apartment door was literally bullet proof. Not that it mattered there was always a guard posted outside the door. It was a very open floor plan, 3 bedrooms, 3 baths, a walk in closet, full bar, gorgeous hardwood floors with high ceilings, exposed brick throughout.Taking your coat and shoes off you sat on his plush California King, when you watched him stroll over in your direction, only removing his suit jacket at this point slowly placing his hands on your waist “So, I know I said we could go to bed..” the minute he said that you rolled your eyes…already knowing were this was going “ Butttt…I gotta meet with Hoseok before he leaves for Hong Kong…” You couldn’t help but pout, you understood but you were feeling selfish you didnt care you needed him your thighs were still throbbing.
Picking up on the oblivious pouty lip he climbed on the bed hovering over you, letting his lips brush over yours “But, go get in the shower, relax a little and when I get back up here….” He started leaving kisses down your neck, sucking down on the already bruised skin from earlier in the night. “ You know I’ll take care of you, I always do. I’ll eat your pretty little pussy until you come so hard you can’t see straight..” He breathed out against your neck as he hand crept up your dress, Teasing your slit with his middle finger as you arched into his touch.
“Tae..” The breathy cry left your lips, as he slowly slid two fingers in , rocking them back and forth..pulling out to lace his tongue around them. Licking your juices off his fingers like it was the best thing he had all day “Soo fuckin good” . A cocky smirk left his lips as you whined once he pulled away
“I promise I’ll be back baby! I’m gonna turn on the shower for you before I go, if you need me call me, but Brice is posted outside the elevator if you need him.” You heard his voice echo off the marble walls of his bathroom. Placing a quick kiss on your forehead before heading out the door.Far too tired to dissect the sudden subspace he seemed to have crept into were he actually acted like he had feelings.
Rolling out of bed you walked into his bathroom, it was all gray and white marble, his shower big enough to fit about 10 people and it had 4 shower heads,. Throwing your hair in a bun you stipped down before stepping in the shower. Just sitting down on the bench letting the water and steam consume you as you tried to relax. You stayed in there for maybe a good 20 minutes the sinks were on the opposite side of the room behind a wall, wrapping a towel around your chest you walked over wanting to brush your teeth before getting in bed you noticed a familiar box. It was from Agent provocateur, you felt like a kid on Christmas. Who didn’t love surprises, you honestly we’re not sure if he was serious or not when he said it in the car. it was really sexy that he wasn’t afraid to pick out what he liked. It was a 4 piece set, a bra, suspender, panties and thigh highs for the suspenders to hook through. All 3 clothing pieces had black trim, the actual material was a mesh tuell, so the bra panties and suspenders were completely see through with slight black and silver glitter throughout. The underwear were a cheeky fit, and the bra had amazing support , the pieces just hugged every inch of your body perfectly.. Taking your hair out of the bun, lathering your body in lotion before putting the pieces on, giving yourself a couple one overs in the mirror. You couldn’t even deny it, you looked good, damn good! Walking out of the bathroom, strolling into the bedroom you were too focused adjusting the straps to the suspenders to notice was was standing in the doorway. He cleared his throat and you instantly snapped up, eyes meeting his with a slight smile as your ran your fingers through your hair, strolling over to the bed slowly, making sure to let your hips sway as you walked. He watched your every move carefully as you readjusted on the bed, reclining on the bed slightly keeping your eyes locked with his.
You’d never get over the way he looked at you in moments like these, it’s what kept you coming back. When the two of you had sex, all his walls came down that’s when he was vulnerable and affectionate, the first time he ever called you baby was when he buried deep was inside you, hand around your throat making you cum. Typically that’s the only time you heard that name until tonight.. You watched his eyes trace over your slowly , letting his tongue trace over his bottom lip taking in every inch of you. God you looked even better than he imagined . Still leaning against the door frame, hand in his pockets, head resting against the wall he hadn’t said anything yet and it was killing you . It was like he could sense it though the minute you went to speak up “I don’t know why you’re staring at me like that you know what position I want you in . You’re only torturing yourself I’m sure your already soaked, lay the way I want you…” His voice was so calm, yet so assertive, and he was right you were already soaked, the sound of his voice alone did things to your body that you couldn’t even explain. You could tell the mood he was in tonight, not wasting any time your rolled over, crawling up the center of the bed. Getting down into one of the deepest arches you could! You heard a deep growl leave his chest as he walked towards you .
His hand soothed up your ass slowly before slamming back down on it hard causing your whole body to jerk. “Don’t make me have to tell you what to do next time, you already know what I like..” You felt the bed shift as he crawled up the bed , lips finding their way up your back as his hands massaged your shoulders, Letting his hands palm your hips and he gently grinded his clothed body into yours, just teasing you for the hell of it. Digging his thumbs into your sides “Fuck your so perfect, god. Look at you.” The sound of his voice almost like he couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe he got so lucky. Marveling at how amazing you looked in the mesh material, how confident and sexy he could tell you felt in it. His hands moved up the front of your body, massaging your breasts through the thin material as they traveled. Letting one hand find a place around your neck, With a firm grip he pulled your body against his, making you flesh with his chest. Reclining your neck against his shoulder as he sucked on the skin beneath your ear. His other hand teased your bottom lip as he watched you suck his fingers into your mouth, a slight moan leaving your lips.
“Your so damn sexy you know that? ” his words coming out almost as a moan as he rocked his hips against your ass, sliding his fingers out, creeping past the hem of your panties to massage your clit. Digging your nails into his arm your neck rolled back on his shoulder, grabbing the back of his neck, pulling his lips down to yours. He kissed you hard, lacing his tongue against yours as you moaned out into his mouth, deepening the kiss bringing his hand up to cup your face, while his other left your core to squeeze your ass. “Bend over for me baby..” Re adjusting your body in the same deadly position ou started in, like he said earlier he loved you ass up , lingerie. Grabbing both thighs he let his hands roam your body, starting by massaging your hips as kissed his way up the back of your thighs. Slowly making his way over to your ass alternating between kisses, and digging his teeth into the sensitive skin leaving small little reminders that every inch of you was always his regardless.
Breathy moans left your lips and your hands palmed sheets in anticipation “Baby , have I ever told you how perfect your pussy is ?” Before you could even respond you felt his finger hook the material out of the way.. his lips kissed up your folds . While his hands massaged your ass, you could hear him moan against your core. Always sounding like he was genuinely enjoying pleasing you at first they were just simple kisses, the feeling of his plush lips along your core. Then suddenly his tongue got involved and your whole body jerked away from him , as you were caught off guard by the sudden feeling causing his hand to slam down hard on your ass again . Rule number one when he was in control he was in control unless he told you to move you didn’t move.
“Tae..” the cry left your lips so faint as you face meet the bed, keeping his tongue flat and complete extended from his mouth he made multiple slow long, strokes up and down your slit, occasionally teasing your entrance with his tongue. The grip on your ass got tighter , your body was still subconsciously jerking away from him, it had been literally almost 2 months since he tongue was on you like this, and you were so sensitive. “Be a good girl, you can take it..” Letting his tongue roll against your clit before sucking it in his mouth completely , while he effortlessly slid two fingers in, you were already dripping down his face.
“Oh fuck.” You felt your body jerk again but this time you accidentally slid further down on the bed, which was a mistake because it actually gave him better access. It felt like your mind went blank when he touched you, nothing else mattered all you could focus on was how fucking good you felt. As he continued rocking his fingers against you, long enough to hit all the places you needed while the moans leaving his mouth sent vibrations echoing through your entire body.
“God you have such a pretty pussy, always gets so fucking wet for me, taking my fingers so well..” He praised against your folds, which only made you tighten your grip around him “Arch up more for me baby, come sit your pussy on my face..” God the sound of that set your stomach on fire , flipping over on his back, he reached out for your hips. Placing you right were he wanted you. He always preferred for you to ride his face from the front, because then he could see every expression on your face. He had you your body slightly elevated so his fingers could access you as well. Snaking his hand behind your thigh sliding 2 fingers in slowly curling them upwards as he wrapped his tongue around my clit . Sucking in slowly and your entire body immentially tightened around him, thighs already starting to spazz.
Rolling his tongue up…and down ending the motion by wrapping his lips around the tip of your clit suctioning his lips around the nerve humming out, radiating vibrations through your core. . Treating your clit the same way he did your mouth, his tongue, licked, sucked, twirled, it’s way around every inch of your most sensitive area.“Oh-myyyy-fuckkkkk” it felt like you were straining to get words out, your body reacted to him like its been years since you been touched..like this.
Arching back slightly letting your hands roamed up the front of your body before finding their place in your hair as you started rolling your hips up into his mouth. Which he fucking loved, this man lived for you to ride his face. Reclining your head back,as your eyes fluttered shut .It felt like he placed his entire mouth on it , his tongue moved slow but wide …it was like he was getting in …every inch of you. Placing his tongue directly on the head of your clit ,flicking it…toying with you a little giving you the sensation of anticipation, your body jerking against his tongue every time. Occasionally teasing at your opening siding his tongue in:..and out …”God yes, fuck baby…”you were starting to grow more and more sensitive as he let his tongue mercissily attack your clit.
Thighs trying to clench around his head involuntarily, you could hear him growl against your dripping folds as your juices ran down your thighs and his face , as he’d yanked your legs apart so you weren’t restricting him. His hands steady massaging your thighs, moving to cup your ass so he could push you closer into his mouth.,You could feel him start to slow down and you wanted to cry you were so close and you knew exactly why. Looking down eyelids heavy only to find him looking up at you as he rolled his tongue against your core . He loved eye contact …every time you’d look away he slow down or smack your ass.. “Good girl” His words came out gravley against your center as he slid his hand back under your thigh to continue working you with his fingers. The base in his voice sending waves through your body “Fuck ..baby dont stop, don’t-“ As your msucles started to tense, his motions got more Intense sliding his finger out making you sit completely against his mouth before just applying steady pressure . Sucking on your clit until your entire body unravled above him and he didn’t stop .
Your body collapsed down on the bed over him as you clawed at his sheets, not even able to cry out anymore while your entire body trembled. Your mind was still hazy,you almost felt high you were on such a wave right now.His hands found there way to yours intertwining your fingers with his, but don’t be fooled this endearing moment was also a way to keep you put. He could feel how hard you were shaking and he didn’t ease up, keeping his lips pressed against your clit as he left faint kisses up and down your core, wiggling his fingers free, his hands roamed up and down your back as you tried to remember how to breathe. Wiping his face with his hand, as he smirked up at you.. Rolling you over gently he hovered over you, kissing your forehead, while massaging your thigh. Leaning down letting your lips connect to his, the taste of your juices fresh against his tongue as you moaned out into the kiss.
Panting against his tongue, while your chest felt like it was collapsing..thighs still spazzing even as you laid flat on your back “Breathe, baby breathe..” breaking away from the kiss to press his lips over every inch of skin he could reach in an attempt to calm your body down.
The moment was great until outta nowhere you heard a loud bang on his door the two of you couldn’t help but jump as his apartment was completely silent prior, “You have got to be shitting me..” He rolled of the bed beyond furious grabbing his gun off the table before walking over to check the monitor to see who was at the door. It was one of his guards and…Namjoon? You heard slight conversation but you couldn’t make it out, your body too weak to care honestly.
“Hey Luxx? Can you come out here for a second? “ Jumping of the bed, almost falling actually as your legs still felt like mush, grabbing a robe before tilting your head out of the room
“You have got to be shiting me! Do you know how long I’ve been looking for your ass!? Why is your phone dead!?Do you realize I could be sleeping or,getting fucked right now!? Instead I’m not I’m here but clearly you did so at least one of us are happy!” He was furious,But Taehyung and yourself couldn’t help but snort out a laugh at how angry he was.. and then it clicked, you kinda sorta forgot to call your dad. You stared back at him completely blank, I mean what the fuck was there for you to say? You fuked up..
“Really luxx? You know the way Sunny is! Are you trying to get my dick cut off?Have you forgotten how much you beg for this thing?!You heard me tell him I’d-!” Even Though his tone was slightly playful he was serious, he promised your dad he’s get you out safe, so it wasn’t a good look by any means that it’s going on 230 in the morning and he hadn’t heard from you. He was honestly probably planning Taehyung’s funeral as we speak.
“Shit, I know, I know,I’m sorry, I’m really sorry tonight was just..a mess! Joonie call my dad please.“
‘Sure..” His tone was beyond dry he was officially done with you for the next few days at this rate. Placing the call on speaker you heard it ring, and your stomach turned
“Talk to me kid, did you find her?! God I swear If not I’m gonna kill Tae-”
” Hi dad…” Trying to sound as sweet as possible but that shit wasn’t flying…’
“Are you fucking kidding me !? God your lucky your my baby girl because if you were my son I’d bash your head in in right now, I’ve been having a heart attack! If it wasn’t for Taehyung having the common sense to at least call HIS father. I wouldnt have a clue where you were! Shit Y/N..I’m just..” The more he talked the calmer he became...originally his tone was on 10..damn near screaming through the phone “I’m glad your okay especially after what happened with Park Jr tonight!! I just- I’m just glad your okay…!” his tone now went from calm went to almost..exhaustion but the more important thing in all of this ..what the fuck happened to Jimin!?
All three of your faces reflected confusion and concern “Dad…” Your tone indicating you needed him to go into greater detail…there was a slight pause before he continued which only had you more concerned .
“He’s fine, at least in comparison to the guy who tried to hit a lick on him. I don’t know for sure..he got a phone call from someone who he thought was one of the caregivers…but apparently it wasn't…” Your brow furrowed in, in frustration, and confusion honestly. He was being very vague which was frustrating to say the least
“For what? Tree? ‘ Taehyung cut in. Your father let out a deep sigh it was clear he didnt wanna get into this tonight.
“It was laced, purposely it was a special batch that was intended to go overseas..actually it’s one of the batches that’s supposed to go with Hoseok…Which I’ve already dealt with by the way.” You all still stayed quiet, there were too many missing pieces to this story. But more importantly, somethings wrong..really fucking wrong how are people suddenly infiltrating your circle so easily!?
“Alright, well with that being said, meet at the ferry at 1..were going to the Island to meet Dino for dinner..please don’t call Jimin let him rest, he’s still a little bruised up, he will be there tomorrow! Luxx, baby I love you, Taehyung, thank you! ..thank you..Joon, sorry she wasted your night! “ He hung up after that, abrupt and in true Sunny fashion, granted it was pushing 3Am though. Still he didn't even wait for any of you to respond, because he didn't want one. Not in the mood for a million questions while you 3 just kinda stared at each other mind fucked.
Dino was Leo’s brother, the island was private property and you guys owed a ton of land over there, and ran some of your business on that side of town. The air stayed silent until You heard a morbid chuckle come Namjoon’s direction “Tomorrow’s gonna be fun..well, it’s late, as hell and I’m exhausted so I’ll see you guys at 1 ….apparently! Lux I’m still mad at you..but I’m just glad your okay!” You smiled back at him,. Reaching over to give him a quick hug mouthing out “I’m sorry” as you pulled away.
“V, always a pleasure man!” . Once he walked out, Taehyung’s eyes cut over to you, He was pissed, his word was all he had, so he still wasn’t happy that you never told your dad you two were okay..even if it wasn’t until you guys back to his apartment that’s still been damn near 2 hours! He didn’t say anything as he grabbed a glass off the counter, that had some sort of Bourbon as he walked over to have a seat on the couch.
You let out a whiney sigh before following him, crawling over to straddle his lap, he wasn’t happy, not even a smile in site “Baby I’m sorry..I’m sorry…”
Taking the last sip of his drink his brow raised in slight amusement of your whining “Mmm,you’d be really sorry if one of your uncles showed up here with a gun to my head huh?” His tone was stale, fuckk you were in trouble..You were pouting and he didn’t care, he straight faced the hell outta you. Leaning down you nuzzled your lips in the crook of his neck, while your fingers worked the buttons of his dress shirt, leaving kisses down his neck to his collarbone. Once his shirt was unbuttoned your hands went to work his belt buck, he still didn’t say anything eyes trained on yours,.Pulling the zipper down, you started palming him through his boxers.
“You can look at it all you want but it’s not gonna suck itself” There was no sense of warmth in his tone at ll yet, for some reason that turned you on even more. He lifted his hips a little so his pants and boxers weret adding pressure, he was already semi hard, which isn’t surprising. Damn near everything you did turned him on “Don’t even think about..” you looked back at him in confusion as to why he would stop you from sucking him off “Take your damn robe off..you know better” How could you forget again..ass up, untying the rob letting it fall where it landed “If your good maybe I’ll play with your pussy while my cocks in your mouth, I’m sure she’s still soaked, probably actually getting wetter as I speak…” His tongue laced his bottom lip as he watched your every move.
Lowering yourself, placing your tongue right at the base licking up slowly, lapping your tongue around the tip and back down the other side .Repeating the motion until he was completely coated, breathy moans started to leave his lips as his hand found the back of your neck. Once you knew he was lubricated enough you took half of him in your hand and the rest in your mouth. Placing your lips on the tip, going as low as you could before you started to gag “Fuckkk, that’s it baby…” Pulling back you spit slightly on his tip letting it drip down as you started to work the base in your hand, bobbing your head, letting your lips touch your hand every time so every inch of him was covered. Moaning out against his cock as you honestly enjoyed pleasing him hearing his low gravely moans because of you were one of your biggest turn ons. You felt him start to palm your ass with his opposite hand, still keeping one in your hair. His fingers started teasing your slit which was still drenched “Fuck baby, your still so fuckign wet, you like sucking me off baby? Does it make your pussy wet knowing how good you make me feel ? Fuck you take me soo well.” He started rocking your body as he worked you clit causing you to bob your head harder but he wasn’t too rough so you didn’t mind, as he slightly rocked his hips into you.
“God, I love fucking your throat” Your moans against him got even louder as he started rubbing your clit more aggressively before sliding two fingers in. You keep bobbing your head and working him with your hand, as you got closer to the tip you’d suck down a little harder knowing that was his soft spot. Your eyes fluttered up, just in time to watch his close in pure pleasure as he sunk down deeper into the couch.You could feel him pushing harder and harder against your tongue and you knew he was close. Pulling back you swirls your tongue around his tip a couple time before fully deep throating him. Letting him hit the back of your throat everytime he actually loved hearing, and feeling you gag around him. You knew your limits though, almost able to take all of him in once you were warmed up enough, throat completely relaxed.
“Fuck, keeping going baby, make me cum, I’m so close Y/N fuckk..” You couldn’t even believe the sound of his voice right now it was soo deep, and breathy he was so vocal tonight and fucking loved it. You felt the grip on your hair get tighter and you swatted his hand away from your clit, you knew he was close and having him working you while you worked him was too distracting while trying to get him off. Too fucked out to even care as he looked down at you with hooded eyes. Taking him back in your hand while you worked the tip with your mouth, applying more pressure towards the tip you feel him start to throb repeatedly and you knew it, he…was cumming “Fuckkkk” he looked, and sounds so good when he comes, the words coming out in a low breathy moan as you watched his chest rise and fall. Not pulling away until you made sure you took all of it, not leaving a single drop. Releasing him from your lips with a loud “POP” as you smirked up at him, gripping your waist he yanked you up on his lap. Gripping the back of your neck, crashing his lips into yours. Taehyung actually loved the taste of his own cum, your tongue lathered along his was the only thing he wanted while his body was fully coming down from it’s high.Grinding our hips into his as he kissed you even deeper, he was still moaning into your mouth , and you felt like you could come all over again just from that alone.
You felt him start to laugh into the kiss before pulling away “I’m still mad at your bratty ass.” A snarl left his lips as he swatted your ass, just plopping your head down on his chest, not even bothering to respond. You just sucked the life outta his dick he’d get over it. Wrapping one arm around your waist the other found you hair, gently running his fingers through the strands. Before you knew it you fell asleep,his first instinct was to move you, it felt ..too good to have you that close to him like that. But he didn’t, to be honest he needed it because he couldn’t sleep, way too much on his mind. They found his driver and he was pretty banged up. “Justin” is just a generic name for the driver, trying to keep them as close to a John Doe as possible.., he actually wasn’t sure which one of his guys were picking him up. It was Andre and he was 19…the youngest person on the team and the ONLY reason he’s involved is because he’s one of his father’s guards son.
To make it worse it was his first and probably his last job,due to him technically getting car jacked that’s a pretty legit and unfortunately common thing so he was taken to a regular hospital. All Taehyung could think about, was due to Marcos ignorance two young kinds got fucked..he was furious ...and now Jimin. He may have technically been one of your fathers men but you guys all worked together..it took everything in him, not send his men to drag Marco back to him by the balls! It also didn’t help that he couldn’t figure out who was tailing him in that car. The one thing Taehyung always had was control…and it seemed like that was slipping away away between work and you, he just couldn’t shut his mind off. After getting zero sleep he decided to make a trip to the hospital around 6am to see Andre!
Not sure when he put you in the bed, but clearly it happened at some point also removing the lingerie as he knew it had to have been sticky and uncomfortable by now. You were woken up by the sound of your phone having a seizure as your assistant was calling. Once you looked down you noticed it was a quarter to 10 “Yeah..” Your throat was raw as you spoke, you could blame a combination of Taehyung and lack of sleep
“What are you doing about clothes? I’m assuming you don’t have any with you sooo..am I bringing this rack over and your makeup?” Rolling over on your back letting out a deep so breath, fuck you were still tired “Ughh..hold on a sec” You could hear the based in his voice from across his apartment, you knew how iffy he was about just anybody knowing he also lived here. So you thought you’d ask if he’d prefer one of his guards to grab your stuff. Placing the call on mute you through on a rob as you were completely naked and you didn’t wanna run the risk of someone being out there, making your way to the spare bedroom you knocked on the door frame. It was open but out of respect for his call you wanted to give him a heads up, he was speaking in his native tongue and you were pretty sure it was his father.
Due to doing a lot of business in Korea you understood it a lot better than you spoke it, you could already tell from the tone of the conversation it wasnt good. Smiling up at you he signaled for you come in, placing whoever on hold “Yes?.” you could tell from his voice and his eyes he was stressed and tired, dressed in a all black, black fitted bomber jacket, black veck, black skinnies, black boots, and a black hat. To be honest his outfit choice was kinda casual for him, granted everything was designer and still probably 2 grand on his body but..you just knew he was in a mood, and this was going to be a long ass day.
“I need, my clothes and stuff, well actually I guess I could get ready at my place…” Having a split second decision as you honestly didn’t stay over long after sex not that he’d ever put you out.But let’s just say you’ve been there done that and it typically dosen’t end well. Yet his face almost looked annoyed once you said that..
“Actually I just sent Jhonny to get you breakfast from you favorite little cafe up on 22nd he can swing by a pick it up.. You had a long night.. Just relax…” Pausing for a second as you clearly didn’t expect that, and you weren’t complaining .
“Oh..okay..thanks..so that means you got me waffles?” Your tone showed you were uncertain and he just scoffed rolling his eyes
“Yes..” While in contrast he was clearly saying “No shit!” without actually saying it
“Well you know I like Powdered su-”
“ Really? Luxx get outta here I know what I’m doing!” Swatting you out the room as he stepped back on his conversation, and now you couldn’t help but roll your eyes, taking the call off mute “Hey..yeah Johnny’s gonna come get it, so just pull a couple pieces off the rack, and grab my makeup bag, the big one with the standard LV monogram has everything I need in it..k..thanks!”
Your curiously got the best of you as you lingered by the door, from what you can make out it sounds like a distributions went south. You guys dabbled in a ton of trades one of your most successful outside of drugs? Counterfeit goods, especially luxury ..the irony in that right? All the people that buy high quality “designer” things on Amazon and AllieExpress and etc that know there knock offs, or from The Alley in LA. There's a good chance they came from your shop one way or another..even if your just the person that provided the connect..that still came at a fee. Both of your fathers owned a couple shops that produced the goods. It seems something went wrong with one of the freight trucks but you couldn’t really understand it. But since it’s business you were also involved in first hand you knew you’d hear about it so you gave up on trying to translate, heading back to his room, deciding you’d shower, brush your teeth and curl your hair since you at least had your flat iron here and hopefully by then you’d have clothes and food.
Before hopping in the shower you tried giving Jimin a call but he didn’t respond, you couldn’t help but get concerned when a couple minutes went by without him reading your text. Part of you wanted to send one of your men by his house, and or the dispensary but you decided to stop acting psycho and wait until you saw him at 1!Halfway through doing your hair, Tae came into the bathroom, you had your headphones in so you didn’t even hear Johnny come back. Standing in front of the bathroom mirror in nothing but a sheer pink bra and panty set, of course you had a ton of lingerie here if nothing else. His hands cupping your ass as he entered the room, already having your waffles on the plate, Whipped, creamed, powdered sugar, and strawberries already on top. You couldn’t help but smile at the fact that he got your order right, but you weren’t going to say anything but thank you, this man’s ego is big enough.
“Yeah I know I’m the shit, now stop doing you hair and eat, because you know if it gets cold you won’t eat it!” He was right you hated cold food and you weren’t a fan of microwaving shit either.
“But I’m doing my hair, this is a process if I stop I won’t wanna finish..” Rolling his eyes and he leaned against the wall
“Right, but again, your bratty ass does not eat cold food Luxx, what the hell do you want me to do? Feed you?” You actually hadn’t thought about that but it didn’t sound like a bad idea, You shrugged batting your lashes at him, a dramatic sigh left his lips and he walked towards you “Oh fuck me” you could help but laugh at his angry mumbles
“Wow, wait till all the guys hear about what there boss did…” Smirking over at him as he picked up a waffle on the fork, eyes meeting yours completely unamused
“If you tell anybody I did this I’m never giving you head ever again! Now open your damn mouth” Almost choking on the first part of that but you knew he was all talk he’d actually cave first.
He stayed pretty quiet at first while he fed you a couple pieces while you finished your hair, but you could tell something was on his mind “Hey, umm about last night, -” You already knew where this was going, letting out a deep sigh as you rolled your eyes,.
“Kim Taehyung if your standing here about to apologize for actually being human for once and just living your life.I’ll burn your ass.”
“Luxx-” He tried to cut you off, and he got off the counter..stepping back from you a little.. tone surprisingly calm in comparison to how harsh yours was but you weren’t having it.
“No dude FUCK THAT, I thought we squashed this shit MONTHS AGO!!” Your voice echoed off the walls, you were literally screaming, you never yelled at him before, not even if it was work-related.
“ I’m so tired of this, I guess I must just be real fuckin’ stupid for repeatedly putting myself through this!! I’ve known you for damn near 17 years ! Okay, neither of us has ever said he wanted this to be an actual thing, but fuck! You’re exhausting…how can you keep switching gears!? You literally bought me out a $500 lingerie set, just because. Yet we’ve never gone to dinner, or even hug out... just the two of us without you having to relate it to business. “Oh let’s go out to dinner to discuss this new deal..” Yeah sure Tae let’s go out to dinner at 11 at night half drunk to discuss fucking business!”
Your eyes shot over in his direction surprisingly he gave you direct eye contact, jaw tight..letting you have your moment. But to be honest, for some reason it only made you angrier ”Or fuck just remove me from the equation, in general, your like this with any girl you’ve ever entertained! In case you forgot the night your mom died..mine did too! I felt the same fucking pain as you and I watched my dad crumble the same way! But I didn’t let that fucking tarnish me, believe it or not I’d still wanna fall back in love one day! We can’t change the life we’ve grown up in, and in all honesty, for the most part, were pretty fuckin lucky! But as strong as you are with everything else..it’s almost like you’re so terrified of your life that you won’t let yourself Live it fully..”
It didn’t even feel like you took a single breath while you spit all that out, not having the energy to continue at the volume you were originally. “ I mean shit It’s almost like having a sugar daddy at this point..” The minute you said that his eyes cut over to you, the look he gave you was cold, he didn’t ike that ...at all.
“You know exactly what I mean Taehyung, No emotion right? The only time you let me feel something is when your balls deep in me! The way you were yesterday…I’ve only gotten that once in a blue moon and that’s fine if that’s the way you want this to be. But you need to get your shit together stop playing games..it’s either black or white because clearly, shades of grey stress you the fuck out!”
Whipping your flat iron across the room, not even caring that it splattered along with his marble.
“It wasn’t supposed to happen like this...I don’t know how it got to this point...” He was looking at you but he wasn’t really looking, damn near looking straight through you...
“It’s not even just that, It concerns me, with everything you deal with that your so closed off, maybe ‘i’m being naive and assumed because you at least show me more affection even if its brief…. than you’ve showed anyone that I’m..like…I don’t know.. fucking special or something and you’d-” A dry scoff left his mouth as you said that, instantly pissing you off as you weren’t even sure how to interpret that! Was he agreeing you were naive? Was this secretly how he treated other girls?
“And what the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Your tone was stale, and lacked emotion at this point because why should you be the only one showing any? The room fell silent for a moment and to be honest, the silence was awkward, to say the least. Clearing his throat as he walked towards the door, leaning against the frame…
“It means as a man, it’s my job to keep the people I care about safe and I can’t even do that right now.” You watched him fiddle with the two Cartier rings on his fingers Clearing his throat again before continuing “ I can’t even keep my men safe right now, and I hate it! It was Andre by the way..he was the driver who was supposed to pick me up..now he’s probably going to spend his 20th birthday in the hospital having fucking surgery, because of me. That alone kept me up all night, now imagine if that was-” He cut himself off, shaking his head, almost like he was telling himself to stop, not even wanting to continue that thought,you watched his nose twitch as he huffed in a deep breath.
Your mind couldn’t help but wonder where he was going with that.. Yet as frustrated as you were you felt for him when he said that and you were sure your facial expression probably reflected it. Regardless of the fact that his father still ran their circle along with his brother over the past year Taehyung has been given a lot more authority to run his own trades. So with that being said his men weren’t his father‘s responsibility they were his and I guess you don’t really think about it because you’ve been treated like an adults your whole life but most of the men calling him boss are old enough to be his father. Yet in his eyes it’s his job to keep them paid and even though a lot of them are technically his security he feels like it’s still his job to try to not put them in positions where they have to risk their lives for him constantly.
At the end of the day regardless of how smooth it was running you guys don’t just own a couple Dunkin Donuts and call it a day,it’s still drugs, weapons,counterfeit goods and even the occasional “Hit teams”. So yes, granted Taehyung should be a little heartless and removed when it comes to business, but not his personal life and that’s where he was struggling.
“Again, I’m sorry about yesterday, your right, I can’t do shades of grey, I was...I was just having a moment. Were different people Luxx just because your so willing to subject yourself to that kind of pain..doesn’t mean I am… I can’t!..And I won’t apologize for protecting myself…I’m not my father…” His voice broke slightly as he finished his thought….
“Like you said it’s either black or white, we both knew what this was when it started and somehow it drifted away from that. It’s on you, if you wanna take it back to how it was…or let go...”
Your jaw clenched involuntarily as those words left his lips, he was right, shit had shifted, and you’d prefer if you were both on the same page. You just couldnt wrap your head around the fact , that that’s where he took this..so willing to disreagred that fact thst theres clearly so much more than sex here..so much more! Damn fear held that much power over him huh?!
He was also very mono tone as he spoke, no emotion came through, he looked fuckng exhausted. It was clear everything that was going on was eating him up…regardless that broke your heart.
“Okay?” There was a slight inflation in his tone for the first time...you silence catching him off guard.
“Yup, I got you…”There wasn't even a word to describe the amount of sarcasm and pettiness that left your lips right now.
“Y/N-”
“I said, I.Under.Stand….V I got you..” The slight change in the way you addressed him has his eyes bulging out of his sockets. Ya know he actually had the nerve to look somewhat hurt? A dry scoff leaving his lips. A ring on his cell pausing any additional conversation.
“Alright, well, I’ll be downstairs let Brice know when your ready to go….” He wouldn't even fucking look at you, It was crazy how he already seemed emotionally disconnect from the conversation. Yet no matter how pettie you were being you actually wanted to cry.
You heard him walk out of the apartment. About 10 minutes went by of you just sitting on the counter, sobbing actually, it just felt like everything was sitting on your chest. To be frank you weren’t sure exactly what made you breakdown.., your head hurt, actually correction your entire brain hurt, from Marco, to Taehyung, to the distribution truck, Jimin now Jordan ..it was just a lot! You finally pulled yourself together though, you didn't have a choice, your original plan was to get all glam and wear a dress and thigh highs but the ambition for that went out the window, If you didn’t look like death from your previous night you wouldn’t have put on makeup. Throwing on a pair of blacked out aviators letting Brice know you were ready to go. To your surprise once you got in the blacked out Escalade Taehyung was also in the backseat. He didn’t say anything , and neither did you, the ride to the ferry was silent but luckily for both of you having business to attend to on your phone not as awkward as it could’ve been. You got one glance at him, as his eyes cut cross to your window once a red corvette drove by… the look in his eyes were different, his eyes looked more prominent. They actually looked slightly puffy..had he been crying!? You knew better he’d rather shank himself then cry…but it definitely looked like it!.
Upon pulling up, you were confused to say the least “What the fuck” Both breathing out in unison actually, which is the first thing you two had said to each other since your argument. The state trooper was there, and so was damn near everybody else..what I mean is, all 3 of the families involved, anybody that worked close within their circle was there. Meetings never went down like this,,,usually they’d just get conferenced in. There was a good 35/40 people waiting to load this ferry, expect Leo’s, you figured they were already there since Dino called the meeting.. Fuck even Hoseok was there..why the hell was he not on his plane to Hong Kong!?
Then you also noticed Namjoon, Jimin,Bunny..shit was serious if they were all here. “Yeah because this doesn’t look sus or anything!” You breathed out in sarcasm, while a low chuckle left his body yet he still hasn’t said anything else to you. Both exiting the truck going seperate directions. Hoseok’s lady noticed you right away running over to give you a hug “Luxx!!” Squeezing you tight, before descending into casual conversation which you were only partially listening too. She was a complete sweetheart, and honestly perfect for Hoseok! But your eyes couldn’t help but trace Taehyung. He just seemed like he was on an extremely short fuse today, didn’t matter that you were upset with him you still cared, always would. As you all waited for the Ferry to load, you watched a red porsche pull up which didn’t mean much to you at first, then you recognized it. That was Leo’s it was his prized possession actually he rarely..rarely drove it!
Marco and one of his men stepped out the car “Fuckk..” it came out as a low whisper while your eyes immediately shot over to Taehyung, luckily Hoseok wasn’t far behind. It was clear Marco wasn’t invited though, some of the guards appeared to be asking him to leave. Originally blocking him from everybody else but Tae pushed his way right through the line, he didn’t need or want security right now.“Nah please let him through,so we can welcome him to the family properly..” Hoseok breathed out with a sly smirk and you knew this wouldn’t end well, these two were trouble together, have been since high school. Believe it or not Hoseok had an even shorter fuse than Taehyung. Everyone started to crowd around them them, blocking your view, which only gave you fucking anxiety.. As you started walking over in that direction..”Fuck yeah, where’s your boy from last night!? How’s his face feelin? Ya know if need be and he’s in a lot of pain I know a guy who has great bud!” You couldn’t see him but you could hear him, Jimin found his way over there.You could hear voices bouncing off of each other but it was getting harder to tell who was who until…
“Did you really show up here today? Are you really that fuckin stupid?!” You knew his voice anywhere..the base shot through everyone else and all you could hear was him, followed by a loud eruption of pure chaos..
There ya have it! Lol sorry it’s long hope you enjoy..
part 3 is up
#taehyung#taehyung smut#taehyung au#taehyung x yn#taehyung x you#taehyung mature#taehyung au smut#taehyung mafia#kim taehyung#kim taehyung mafia#kim taehyung smut#kim taehyung au#kim taehyung mafia au#bts#bts au#bts au one shot#bts smut#bts mafia#bts mafia au#kim taehyung au smut#namjoon#namjoon au#jimin#jimin au#hoseok au#hoseok#jhope au#kpop au#kpop smut#kpop mafia au
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BnHA Chapter 160: Grand Theft Auto
Previously on BnHA: Deku knocked Overhaul THE FUCK OUT. Tamaki saved Aizawa and captured Chronostasis. Eri wasn’t able to deactivate her quirk, and for a few moments things didn’t look good for Deku. But the cavalry brought Aizawa to the surface just in time, and he erased Eri’s quirk and she passed out. The heroes called like a dozen fucking ambulances to evacuate all of the wounded. Nighteye was strangely peaceful for someone who just lost an arm and got impaled through the fucking stomach, and he was grateful to Deku for bringing about a future different from the one he had seen. I feel like Deku sensed something was going to happen, because he suddenly started encouraging Nighteye to hang on, and that he had to talk to All Might and make up with him. But Nighteye closed his eye really dramatically, and I’M FEARING THE WORST HERE YOU GUYS. We then cut to the ambulance containing the wounded villains (and their confiscated goods, including the quirk-be-gone bullets and the quirks-come-back serum), and watched as it was intercepted by a trucking carrying none other than SHIGARAKI FUCKING TOMURA. This is easily the most badass villain thing he’s ever done tbh.
Today on BnHA: We learn that Jin and Toga called the rest of the squad to let them know where the villain ambulance was headed. What ensues is probably the most badass action sequence this series has ever had. Dabi takes out the ambulance’s police escort with his quirk, but it turns out the car is protected by a pro hero named Snatch. He can manipulate sand and he is fucking awesome. So Tomura fucking leaps at him from the back of a moving truck, and the two of them start to duke it out, but Snatch keeps him at a distance, knowing better than to let Tomura touch him with his bare hands. Enter Compress, who rolls an innocent little marble under the car they’re battling on, and then snaps his fingers and turns the marble back into A GIANT FUCKING BOULDER. The car flips over and crashes into the ambulance; Spinner whips the truck around while shrieking nonsense; Dabi and Compress take care of Snatch; and Tomura goes to confront Overhaul in the crashed ambulance. He takes the bullets and the serum. And then he disintegrates Overhaul’s fucking hands and chops them off at the wrists. And he and the rest of the League just casually walk away. Holy. Fucking. Shit.
(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 187 now, so any ETAs will reflect that.)
so basically they figured out that the police would have to transport the villains to the nearest villain hospital, so they went on Google Maps and found the fastest route, and from there it was simply a matter of intercepting them
so Toga’s on the phone with Compress. and she says Jin is the one who told her to contact the others. I like that she gives him credit where due
(ETA: I can’t believe this joke went right over my head earlier, but at the time I had somehow forgotten Compress’s arm status. now that I remember, I can’t fucking get over this bit:
this son of a bitch kidnapped Bakugou. how dare he be so absurdly charming now. praising Toga for her quick thinking and making jokes about his own missing limb. I can’t believe the entire League of Villains are now collectively my favorite character.)
Jin is cradling his head in his hands and trembling :(
oh my god I love how she just gently takes his hand and leads him along. lord help me, why do I ship this so fucking hard, goddamn
also she’s so fucking smart. she watched and waited for a while before she contacted the others. to make sure that’s where the “finished product” was headed, since she knows that’s what Tomura was after, and they weren’t able to get ahold of Eri
and now we’re cutting back to the highway
this poor driver is having himself a hell of a morning
boy, you about to earn that paycheck today
(ETA: yeah I’m pretty sure this guy is dead now. this joke didn’t age so well ffffff rest in peace??)
and he instantly recognizes Tomura and knows him by name. but I suppose he’s just about the most recognizable villain in the business when he’s all done up in full hand gear
(ETA: it’s cute that he feels the need to clarify, as though there was more than one Shigaraki Tomura running around and we needed to know which particular league this one hails from.)
I have to imagine it’s not actually that easy to maintain one’s balance on top of a moving truck. you sure are full of surprises aren’t you Tomura
oh shit Spinner’s here too!
(ETA: is Dabi just being cute here or do you suppose he really does get carsick. are you gonna puke on everyone, Dabi. do you need some dramamine)
haven’t seen you in ages, Spinner. we still don’t know what your quirk is if I recall
(ETA: oh my god, and we still don’t. Horikoshi you are playing a dangerous game, dragging it out for this long. if it doesn’t turn out to be some incredibly badass, plot-twisty thing when it’s finally revealed, you and I are gonna have words. I swear to god if we finally get that dialogue box and all it is is something like “quirk: lizard. does whatever a lizard can!”... I didn’t wait around this whole time for you to be all “LOL HE CAN SMELL STUFF WITH HIS TONGUE”, okay.)
this guy really learned how to drive from video games and Tomura still trusted him to drive this fucking truck while he stands ON TOP OF IT. wow
Spinner is disgruntledly muttering about not being sure whether this is really following Stain’s will
and Tomura can somehow hear him from on top of the truck, and he says this is “a necessary sacrifice”
he’s gotten so good at management. he really has matured a lot
I really want to see this in the anime. mainly because I feel like Tomura’s jacket is going to be whipping around in the wind and it’s going to look cool as fuck
like, if this scene plays out anywhere near like I’m expecting it’s about to, this is basically going to be our confirmation that Tomura has finally graduated from the ranks of “baby villain” to “main villain at large”
(ETA: yeah I think it’s safe to say our boy has got his bachelor of villainy)
ohhhhhhh shit
THIS IS GOING TO LOOK SO FUCKING AMAZING IN THE ANIME YOU GUYS
(ETA: it stands a good chance of surpassing the one in Black Panther to become my new favorite car chase tbh)
jesus christ
that cop car that was in between the villain truck and the ambulance was completely engulfed
oh! or maybe not, because it looks like the car is FIGHTING BACK
I LIKE THIS GUY. WHAT A BADASS. WHY HAVE WE NEVER SEEN HIM BEFORE, THAT’S A DAMN GOOD QUIRK
(ETA: maybe a little too good. that’s probably why this is his one and only appearance)
Tomura’s just annoyed, though, and he’s telling Spinner to slow down
so now Snatch is pumping the truck full of sand, but at the same time Tomura is leaping right at him
Snatch are you about to be disintegrated my dude
oh!!
HE’S NOT GOING DOWN WITHOUT A FIGHT
lol what
lmao just because someone is capable of holding you back for more than two seconds doesn’t mean they’re your “natural opposite” Tomura. I’m not quite sure you understand how that works. is he restoring a pile of dust back into its original form like what we all hope will happen in Avengers: Endgame? no? then he’s not your opposite, he’s just a guy with an awesome quirk that you’re having a bit of trouble with
he is fucking amazing, though
he’s absolutely right. Tomura he got your number dude
Dabi and Compress are still in the truck watching this play out
and Compress realizes that Tomura is trying to distract the guy
oh snap
you know, I’m starting to realize Compress’s quirk is quite a bit more badass than I previously thought
ohhhhhhhh shit
(((╹д╹;)))
aaaaaaand the ambulance is crashing
do you see how they did that? making it clear beyond a doubt what happened without actually showing it in horrific excruciating detail? I could have used more of this during the Overhaul arc
(ETA: also this answers a question I had as to whether Tomura had ever actually killed one of the good guys (as opposed to a fellow villain) onscreen. I couldn’t recall for sure. but that’s a definite yep.)
also this is a super epic car crash. this is crazy cinematic, it’s straight out of a movie
LMAO
I LOVE IT
and oh my god it looks like Snatch actually saved the driver just in time. so no one was disintegrated after all!
(ETA: I actually think that’s the driver of the police car that he saved. not the ambulance driver. he ded. correct me if I’m wrong!)
but now Dabi is there >_>
preemptive RIP, Snatch. you were the GOAT for one whole half of a chapter
I’ll take that as a “no I haven’t”
oh snap is he still alive though?
but we can all agree the other guy definitely died. that driver cop guy. rest in peace, friend
(ETA: yeah both drivers are super dead from what I can see)
so now back to the ambulance, where Tomura has retrieved and is talking to Overhaul who is strapped to a bed
TAKE HIS QUIRK!!!
Tomura says he hates Overhaul because he’s arrogant
something is clearly about to go down, so before that happens I’ll just say, I thought Overhaul could disassemble anything he touches. so how come he can’t just do that to the handcuffs. plothoooooooles
anyway
well LOOK WHO GOT HIMSELF A SHINY NEW ROBOT ARM MOTHERFUCKER
THIS MAN DESERVES HIS REVENGE. AND... YOU DESERVE TO DIE
(ETA: any idea what he just compressed, btw? I can’t for the life of me figure it out. this chapter is so cool but there are a handful of little details that I can’t quite get straight)
(ETA 2: many thanks to @baezetsu who pointed out that COMPRESS MOTHERFUCKING STOLE ONE OF OVERHAUL’S ARMS. straight up. you’re absolutely right. Tomura only disintegrates the right hand, and the left arm is already gone in the panel below. so either this is some good old-fashioned “eye for an eye” revenge (but with arms), or Compress is looking to replace that robot arm with something even better. god this chapter gets better and better with every subsequent readthrough holy shiiiiiiiiiit.)
so now Tomura is opening the box of bullets, and thoughtfully saying that he’s not sure which of the two boxes they recovered actually holds the finished product
“ahh well, guess it doesn’t really matter”
oHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT
oH MY GOD!!!!
MOTHERFUCKER!!!! MY JAW DROPPED TO LIKE HERE. HOLY SHIT, THAT WAS THE MOST HARDCORE SHIT I’VE EVER SEEN??!?
HERE I WAS SURE HE WAS GONNA DELETE HIS QUIRK, AND INSTEAD HE JUST DISINTEGRATES AND THEN CHOPS OFF HIS MOTHERFUCKING HANDS
SHIGARAKI TOMURA HAS GAINED +10,000 VILLAIN POINTS!! SHIGARAKI TOMURA IS MAKING A SUDDEN POWER RISE THROUGH MAKESTE’S FAVORITE CHARACTERS LIST
SHIGARAKI TOMURA IS ONE CRAZY BITCH AND I KIND OF FUCKING LOVE IT
THIS IS SO FUCKED UP AND I’M LIVING FOR IT?????
“GOOD LUCK WITH THAT”!!!!!
yo, when Deku and the others hear about this attack later what will their reactions even be. cuz if it was me I’d be like, “oh no... that’s terrible... you know. in principle”
hahaha!!!!
(ETA: gotta love Overhaul screaming in the background. this chapter is so fucked up lmao)
THIS HAD BETTER BE A FUCKING PROMISE TO US LOYAL READERS YOU SON OF A BITCH. NO MORE SIDE VILLAINS. I’VE GOT FIFTY-ODD CHAPTERS LEFT BEFORE I’M ALL CAUGHT UP, AND THOSE FIFTY CHAPTERS HAD BETTER NOT FEATURE ANY OTHER BAD GUYS BUT YOU SONS OF BITCHES
(ETA: he just ignores everything I ever say to him)
oh man. well, that was a grand five chapter binge and I feel satisfied and very exhausted. I’m gonna turn in, and then tomorrow I can hopefully finally read a chapter with my explosive and hot and cold sons at long last
BONUS:
likes: barbeque. is this Horikoshi’s idea of a joke. holy shit
and I guess that confirms whether or not he died, huh. these motherfuckers didn’t leave any survivors apart from the captured villains. that’s so messed up. why do I love them so much. Tomura you are a terrible man. please keep getting more terrible
#bnha#boku no hero academia#shigaraki tomura#dabi (bnha)#mr. compress#spinner (bnha)#overhaul (bnha)#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#makeste reads bnha#seems like a lot of guys from this golden age era rocked mustaches#or at least snatch and endeavor did#do you guys think all might ever had a mustache too#I'm just trying to picture it and I keep cracking up
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G1 Climax Korkuren Hall July 18-20
A block:
Kenta-8
Evil-4
Ibushi-4
Sanada-2
Tanahasi-4
Okada-8
Archer-4
Osprey-2
Fale-2
ZSJ-2
B Block:
White
Robinson-4
Ishii-4
Moxley-6
Yano-4
Takagi-4
Goto-2
Naito-2
Cobb-2
Taichi-2
July 18th Korkuren Hall A block action-
Preview matches were hot and heavy. OMG i did not know how much i wanted Ishii vs Mox till tonight!!! Ren Narita is going to be a fantastic talent in 10 to 15 years mark it.
Kenta vs Archer- very good match, kenta pickin up hard fought submission win with the La Belle Lock. Tbh Archer is showing me some magic and him saying to the crowd and in kenta's face "nah kenta's dead! This isn't kenta, this is hideo." Was so fuckin ballsy lol.
Evil vs Sanada- What a match a real stellar performance, i thought Sanada was gonna pull this one out but man, Evil hitting EVTIE for the win, he is really shining in this tournament! This might be the summer of Evil we will just have to see.
Okada vs Fale- Good heel vs face match, started with attack from back stage, tbh thought okada might drop to Fale. But pulls out a roll up victory to go up 3-0.
Tanahasi vs ZSJ- *AHEM* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!! 0-3 ZSJ you piece of cocky bullshit!!! Long live saberisim eh????!!! I agreee! If saberisim is you losing every match in your career!!!! AND Tana gets revenge for you fucking up his arm!!!
Ospreay vs Ibushi- OMFG what a match!!! What a main event!!! My heart was in my throat!! It was so dramatic and was done sooo freakin well man!!! Ibushi winning with a thunderous Kamagoya.
JULY 19TH KORKUREN HALL B BLOCK ACTION:
Preview matches nothing special but two notes, one that clark kid from LA Dojo is fantastic, and two, chase and fale hittin area 51 comment was hilarious!
Takagi vs Taichi: like most matches in either block the talent pool is so stacked idk who was gonna win, but shingo pulling out a slick combo followed by a monstorous Pumping Bomber, then LotD pulls the 1, 2, 3.
Cobb vs Robinson: Damn hard hitting affair but very one sided, i was afraid my boy cobb was about to lose three straight, but pulled out a beautiful TotI for the pinfall victory. Ngl though, i thought we were about to get heel Juice, just cause i ve been half expecting it, and btw, anyone else think ole juicy fruit is homaging taker in his own way with the entance gear? No...just me?...feck...
Yano vs White: I thought to myself "ok here is where white gets on the board." NOPE! Yano swerved me again! This time though he out heeled Gedo by taking his knuckles and ball smacking White then rolling him up. I m sure ole white in the commentary area was a beautiful disaster.
Naito vs Goto: ok a little background of your roving fan reporter here. I have a love/hate for Naito, on the one hand i love his in ring style and no phase mind fuckery. But i also hate his spitting and no phase mind fuckery. As i ve said before i have massive R E S P E C T (ty aretha) for Goto i watched him vs suzuki at wrestle kingdom 11 and his face after, how much of a shit kicking he was willing to take to tell his story in the ring. So i was pulling so hard for Goto...only to watch him fall again to Destino....yeah...
Moxley vs Ishii: OH FUUUCK!!! Best match of the tourney thus far imho. Holy shit they beat the fuck out of each other! Funny spot to me was red shoes telling Mox not to bite, meanwhile there are broken tables, chairs, dents in the arena walls etc all over korkuren at this point! In the end though despite me beggin for a 30 min draw, mox nails death rider, regal knee, impaling death rider, for uno, dos, tres. I was not a huge Ambrose fan. But him being mox again...and a better story teller...i m getting on this mox train my friends.
JULY 20TH KORKUREN HALL A BLOCK
Ok so i fell behind and am already missin the start of the hiroshima set so i just dove into the actual tourney matches today skipping the preview matches :/.
ZSJ vs Fale: really wanted Fale to pull this out and keep saber winless but zsj wins by count out after some good trickery.
Tanahasi vs Archer: Good match, strong outing by Archer, but a solid roll up victory for the Ace.
Kenta vs Evil: good, hard hitting, shit talking affair, i was very impressed with the performances of both men as kenta hits a 4-0 record with the G T S
Sanada vs Ibushi: good match lot of grandstanding though unfoetunately. But ibushi with 2 points off a kamagoyai.
Okada vs Ospreay: so the start of this match was sloooowwwwwww. But man once it got revin, it got revin. Ospreay as always putting his best on that canvas, and Okada, big fight okada, i think you could stick an asshat with no training in a trex suit in the ring with okada and he d still pull out a at least 4 star match, that is how good okada is.
#ZSJ losing is my coffee#njpw#new japan pro wrestling#g1 climax#g1 29#i love ibushi but that boy make ugly faces on bumps or in holds :v#big fight okada
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They’ve Got Nothing On You (Billy Hargrove x Reader)
Request: I would love a Billy Hargrove imagine! My idea is that he used to know the reader in Cali. Max calls to tell her how bad things are and the reader decides to come out to Indiana. They were dating but had to break up when he moved. She surprises billy by showing up at school but he feels guilty about the girls he’s been with since she’s been gone. And then you can take it from there! You’re an amazing writer btw!! - @montanagirlatheart
Warnings: Slight swearing, implications of Billy’s abuse, and blood (not in a violent sense)
A/N: I hope this is okay! Not sure if this is what you had in mind or not, let me know if you liked it :)
You slowed down as you arrived to the large “Welcome to Hawkins Indiana” sign. It was too late for second thoughts now. Your parents weren’t pleased with the idea of driving alone for roughly 32 hours, from California to Indiana. In your heart you knew you needed to go, Billy needed you now more than ever, and you would travel across the world for him.
It started with a frantic call from Max pleading for your help, for both her and Billy’s sake . You had become very close with over the years. You and Billy started dating in freshman year, the sudden departure on his half at the beginning of your senior year was devastating for both of you.
You let out a shaky breath before putting your car back into drive and continued toward your destination. You ran your tongue over your bottom lip, a nervous habit you had developed, and tasted blood.
“Shit.” you mumbled looking in the rearview mirror. You had been biting your lip without realizing. You reached into the glove compartment, straining to lean over the gear stick. Quickly, you grabbed the napkin that you had shoved in the compartment and pressed it to your lip.
“I better take another look at those directions again.” you mumbled to yourself, now fumbling around trying to remember where you had put them. Glancing up by chance at the mirror, you noticed your napkin was turning a hue of blue.
“Oh no, no no no.” You said, pulling the napkin off of your lip. You forgot you had written the directions down on a napkin in a frenzy when Max called you in a panic.
You frantically tried to smooth the napkin out, the ink now runny and illegible, just your luck.
“Looks like we’re winging it” You grumbled to yourself, throwing the napkin out the window and watched the wind carry it away. How hard could it be to find a high school?
Turns out, small towns were very confusing to navigate, it was around 3 pm when you finally found the high school.
You pulled into the shabby parking lot, scanning for a spot when a familiar sight caught your eye.
Billy’s Camaro.
You quickly parked and turned off your engine. You were far too nervous to get out and wait by his car so you watched from the rear view mirror, you seemed to become well acquainted with that damn mirror.
The bell rang indicating the school day had come to an end, you anxiously watched the students walk by chatting and laughing about things that had happened during the day.
Then he walked by, it took you a minute to register that it was him. He grew his hair out at the back, to be honest you couldn’t tell which emotion it evoked within you (how is one suppose to feel about a mullet?).
A horde of girls followed closely behind, giggling and whispering to each other. Billy said something back to them along the lines of there being enough of him to go around which prompted an eye roll from you.
You took a deep breathe, gave yourself a nod in the mirror and exited the car. The slam of the door grabbed Billy’s attention. Still smirking from his previous comment, he glanced over in your direction then back to his keys, then back at you.
Time slowed down, you nervously clutched your fingers with your opposite hand before giving a small wave.
He narrowed his eyes, looking you up and down, not believing it was really you. His jaw tightened into a line, you watched him intensely, starting to wonder if this was a worse idea then you had originally thought.
You licked your lips, the taste of dried blood filled your mouth as you waited for Billy to do something.
“Get the fuck out of here.” he growled to the group of girls that had collected around him. They looked at Billy in shock, the sudden aggression throwing them left field.
Raising an eyebrow, Billy repeated “I said fuck off!”
A girl with red hair nudged the brunette and pointed over at you. The two gave a scoff and glare before storming off, the others following suit.
Shoving your hands in your denim jacket pockets, you hesitantly walked toward Billy who had not moved a muscle.
“Hey.” You breathed, looking up and into his eyes.
“What are you doing here?” he asked in a low, husky voice. His jaw forming a hard line as he clenched down.
Looking down, you kicked a rock at your feet and swayed uncomfortably, not expecting this to be so confrontational.
“Your not happy to see me?” You said, almost in a whisper as you looked back up at him from your feet.
His stare went right though you, it was cold and absent. This wasn’t the Billy from California that you remembered, the one you loved. He still hadn’t said anything, his presence making you feel small.
Billy collided his lips with yours, pulling you into him. His kisses were hungry, his hands gripping onto you as if you’d disappear if he didn’t. You wrapped your arms around him, trying to become as close as possible, you had craved his touch for far too long.
“I love you.” He said against your lips between kisses. His hands held the back of your neck as he feverishly kissed you, his thumbs touching just beneath your jaw.
In that moment it felt as if no time had passed, as if Billy never left. You separated for a moment to breathe, looking at each other, just soaking up each others presence. He placed his hand on the small of your back leading you to his car.
“Lets get out of here.” He mumbled in your ear, his breath hot on your neck. “We’ll come back for your car later.”
You sat parked on he side of the road, the “Welcome” sign just a few feet away. Billy reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. Picking one out he placed it between his lips, you reached into his other pocket and grabbed his lighter. You had always done that for him, it was a little ritual between the two of you. He leaned into your hands, one covering the wind from the flame, the other holding the lighter.
“So did that prick Mark ask you out when I left?” Billy asked after taking a drag from his cigarette.
The smoke billowed in front of Billy, slowly fading into the breeze. You raised the Coke bottle in your hand to your lips and took a sip, trying not to smile.
“He did.” You admitted with a coy smile, taking another swig of your drink. “But I turned him down.”
You could see the uneasy look on Billy’s face, so with your free hand you grabbed him by the chin and pulled him into a kiss. The taste of cigarettes on his breathe reminded you of home.
“I missed this.” You admitted, leaning your forehead against his.
He murmured something into another kiss, but you could sense something was wrong.
“What is it?” You whispered, trying to make him meet your gaze.
“Nothing…it’s nothing.” He said shaking his head, not wanting to look at you.
“Billy, I can tell when your lying to me.” You said, gently wiping your thumb against his cheek bone.
He placed his hand on top of yours, holding it in place. His thumb rubbing small circles on the top of your hand.
“It’s just…” he let out a breath, turning away to take another drag. “It’s just been so fucking hard.”
You nodded acknowledging his words, eagerly wanting him to continue.
“My Dad he just…every little thing I do is wrong. He fucking hates me, he was always mean but now it’s just…” he paused, his eyes clouding over.
Your heart ached for him, it was hard enough in California but here he was all alone.
“We broke up and I-“ He stopped, almost embarrassed or ashamed by what he was trying to say. “I’ve hooked up with girls here, but all I could think of was how badly I wanted your lips on mine or how I wanted you in my arms. They were just distractions and-”
“Billy, stop.” You cut him off before he could finish. “Stop, okay? I get it.”
His chest tightened as you said this, knowing he had completely ruined whatever could have been rekindled.
“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, okay?” You said in a softer tone, he looked at you with a sad, confused look on his face.
“What?” he asked, flicking his cigarette down onto the road.
“The shit you go through… look you don’t have anything to be guilty about okay?” you said reaching for his hands. “We were broken up and as jealous as I am internally, I understand why you searched for attention elsewhere.”
Billy scoffed, “You some kind of therapist now?”.
“No Billy, I’m someone who loves you and unlike anybody in this shit hole town, I know what you go home to every day.” You snapped back.
He raised his hand up in surrender whilst letting out a laugh, out of all the things you had said today for some reason that made him genuinely smile.
“They’ve got nothing on you.” He said, wrapping his arms around you. “Your the best kisser I know.”
You folded your arms across your chest, pouting slightly. “Yeah, I better be Hargrove.”
“This kisser traveled over 30 hours just to see your dumb ass.” You added jokingly.
He placed a kiss against your forehead, letting out a happy sigh. You stayed like that for an hour, just enjoying each others company. Not even worrying about what would happen tomorrow, because right now you had today.
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Bad At Love: Kenny Omega
Hi there, Lovebugs!
Here is a new lil Kenny fic! This is my first time writing Kenny, so please be gentle <3
Let me know if you like it! I enjoyed writing this one :)
Next this to come out will be the next chapter of BELIEVER. (No I haven’t forgotten about it!)
btw this is hella long and im sorry.
Characters: Kenny Omega/OC
Warnings: Alcohol, angst, MILD smut, fluff.
(gif credit: @toosweetme)
I took a swig of my beer, before I practically slammed it down on the table.
You’ve got this, Ella. If he shows up, just ignore him.
I felt a nudge on my side, snapping me out of my daze. “You doin’ okay?” Marty asked.
I nodded at him quickly, returning my attention to my alcohol. I heard an audible sigh come from him, “If you keep acting like this, you’re only going to draw attention to yourself, and how uncomfortable you are.”
“I’m not uncomfortable, Marty. I’m just…” I droned off, not bothering to continue my sentence. Marty excused himself leaving me with my drink and the Bucks on opposite ends of the table.
Truth be told I wasn’t anything; mostly because I wasn’t allowing myself to feel anything. My plan was to enjoy my night out with my friends, and not let Kenny Omega and his inability to think with anything but his dick ruin that for me.
“Els! Come grab a shot with me?” Matt offered.
I perked up at his behest, “Definitely.”
Matt ordered quite literally a whole tray of sake shots, and as we waited for them, I began to loosen up.
Matt cleared his throat suddenly, “Look, I know this probably isn’t my place, but you’re my friend, hell one of my best friends, and Kenny is too. I just don’t want to have the two of you lose a great friendship over this…”
I nodded as he spoke. He was right, I knew what I was getting when I fell for Kenny. I just never expected things to turn so sour so quickly.
Kenny and I had never see each other as more than friends. Ever. At least I didn’t, then one night it just clicked.
…and by clicked, I mean we fucked.
***
“Please let me help you…” Kenny chuckled.
I hiccuped, “Listen you, go back to the party, I’m f-fine!” I laughed, practically falling face first into the side of the elevator.
I was drunk as a skunk and everyone knew it.
“Ella, I swear to God you are the most stubborn person I’ve ever known.” Kenny said grabbing my arm to stabilize me.
I leaned into him and laid my head on his strong shoulder, “Yeah but you love me for it.” I inhaled his scent, he smelled like man and sex and ecstasy. Again, I’m pretty sure this is the alcohol talking.
He kissed my forehead, as the elevator reached my floor. “Let’s go drunky.”
***
I pushed open my hotel room door, Kenny following swiftly behind me.
“Alright Beautiful, Let’s get you in bed.” Kenny held my waist, guiding me into the dimly lit hotel room.
I groaned to myself, “Ughhh, I don’t wanna be alone.” I flopped myself on the edge of the bed, bending down, unstrapping my heels.
Kenny walked toward the bathroom, “You know you contradict yourself a lot? A second ago you told me to go back to the party.” I heard the bathroom door click closed and decided to hurry up and change for bed.
The room was spinning as I undressed, barely able to make out what I was ripping off from where. I was stood in the middle of the room, and my black thong and matching bra, searching for my pajamas.
“Oh…right.” I mumbled to myself, remembering they were in the bathroom.
I stumbled through the room, and knocked on the door leaning against the frame, “Ken, I need my pjs.”
He swung open the door, “Fuck you’re–” I watched his eyes scan me up and down, “Whoa.”
I snuck by him, grabbing my clothes off the vanity. “What?” I asked.
Kenny cleared his throat, “Ella the tequila may have stolen my filter, but you look,” He bit his bottom lip, “Incredible.”
My face burned at his compliment, and from my current state of intoxication. “Ken you’ve seen me in my gear, this isn’t that different is it?.” I spun around, giving him a nice view of my round behind, teasing him a bit.
He ran his hand over his face, “Oh-ho-ho, you have no idea…”
I climbed onto the bed, Kenny following quickly after me. I rested on the edge of the bed, my knees dug into the mattress to keep me from wobbling.
I reached out for Kenny and grabbed both sides of his lapel, pulling him into me slowly.
“Still want me to stay?” He asked almost hopeful, placing his hands on my hips.
I paused for a moment, allowing my eyes to connect with his. I saw a hunger in them, one that made a throbbing erupt from between my legs.
“I do.” I breathed.
Kenny brought his face close to mine. “Is this okay?” He asked.
I nodded. He brushed his lips against mine, and ran his rough fingertips up and down my sides. “Is that okay?”
I swallowed hard, “Yes.”
Without hesitation, Kenny kissed me. Hard. His hands searching for every curve my body had…
***
And the rest is history.
Except for the past few weeks, Kenny hadn’t spoken to me outside of work. He stopped calling, stopped texting…everything just stopped and he was gone. Kenny was never just gone, he always woke up with me, our limbs tangled together. He would kiss me good morning, then ask if I wanted to grab breakfast.
“Ella? Did you hear me?” Matt asked, eyebrows raised.
I looked to him quickly, “Hm? Oh yeah. Thanks, Matt.” I said. Truth be told, I stopped listening. I’m sure he was just telling me what everyone was telling me. At this point, I was sick of hear it.
I downed another shot, before excusing myself. “Matt, I’m just gonna run to the bathroom.”
His eyes widened. “But Ella didn’t you–”
“Matt,” I interrupted. “I’m fine.” I gently rubbed his shoulder before turning to walk–or stumble my way. The bar was dim, and smelled like an odd combo of memories and mistakes.
As I turned the corner I stumbled and slammed into the wall.
“Fuck…” I said as I hit the ground.
I heard a gruff laugh, “Nice mouth.” I looked up to see a strong hand held out for me.
God has a sick sense of humor. I thought to myself, realizing Matt must have been trying to warn me.
“You just gonna hang out on the floor all night?” Kenny said sarcastically.
I begrudgingly held my hand out, allowing him to help me up. I rose to my feet, crossing my arms in front of me.
“Thanks.” I spat.
Kenny smiled softly, brushing a stay piece of hair out of my face. “No problem, Els.”
I continued toward the bathroom, a billion thoughts running through my head. Does he hate me now? Was I not good enough for him? Has he moved on to someone else? Someone better than me?
“That’s it.” I grit my teeth together, and stomped back towards Kenny.
“Hey!” I shouted at him as he walked away. His head turned towards me, stopping mid step.
“You. Me. Outside…now.” I grabbed the sleeve of his jacket and yanked him towards the door.
He walked with no hesitation. Outside onto the dirty street, and down the small side road next to the bar, he finally stopped to perch against the brick siding.
Kenny’s eyes bore holes into mine. There he was. Right in front of me, and I had every opportunity to say everything I was feeling.
“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”
…and I choked.
“What?” He asked offended.
“What nothing!” I yelled. “You’ve completely ignored me for the past few weeks. You can barely be in my presence for more than two minutes without finding a reason to leave!” I was screaming at the top of my lungs, and it felt damn good.
I took a deep breath, “You made me feel like shit, Ken. You made me feel used. Was that your plan? Get your dick wet, then ignore me for the rest of your life?”
Kenny took a step towards me. “Are you done?”
I scoffed, “Unbelievable! I can’t believe I was stupid enough to think Kenny Omega could ever give two fucks about me.”
“Don’t say that…you know I care about you.” He said, hurt painting his words.
“No you don’t. You cared about having someone you could fuck on a moments notice, well jokes on me huh.” I flipped him off, walking away swiftly but he pulled me back.
“Oh no, you don’t get to scream at me like a psycho then just walk away.” He held me still so I couldn’t leave. I snatched my arms back and crossed them in front of me.
“What could you possibly have to say to me to–” Kenny put a finger to my lips. “Ella, please, as much as I love your voice, just…shh.”
Kenny stepped back and brushed his hair back. “I haven’t been with anyone else.”
My eyes flashed to him. “What?” I asked.
“You. The last time we we’re together, you we’re the last person I was with.” He said confidently.
I rolled my eyes, “What does that matter Ken?”
“I don’t know. I’m just offended that you think so fucking little of me.” He rested his hands on his hips. My head was so foggy from the booze that I couldn’t tell what emotion he put behind that sentence.
“You haven’t exactly given me a reason to think otherwise.” I said, slurring my words despite my best efforts.
“Really? So I guess the years of friendship before any of this happened were pointless?” It was Kenny’s turn to get loud now. I guess I kinda deserve it.
A chill ran up my spine, the cold air registering with my flush body causing me to shiver. Kenny noticed, and stopped his pacing to walk toward me.
He let out a small laugh, before removing his jacket and placing it over my shoulders. “See? I’m not this heartless monster you made me out to be.”
This is the Kenny I knew. Sweet, and kind and always taking care of everyone. “Thank you.” I smiled softly.
“Did you ever think that maybe I didn’t want to hurt you?” He mumbled suddenly.
“What?” I questioned.
He cleared his throat. “Ella I’m not good at this stuff. I don’t know how to do the whole one girl thing.”
I scoffed, “Did I ever ask you for that?”
“No, but it’s what you deserve.” He spoke.
“Kenny, I knew what I was getting when we started whatever we were doing.” And that was true. I needed someone and so did he. We were more than comfortable with one another and it seemed to be enough, until my dumbass caught feelings.
“I was sick to my fucking stomach thinking about you with someone else. I couldn’t sleep without you next to me. I don’t know when I became such a fucking softy.” He laughed.
I placed a hand on his cheek. “Why did you just up and disappear then?” I said.
He sighed. “I needed to know if what I was feeling was something or if we had just gotten too comfortable with each other.”
I looked up to his eyes, “Well?” I asked.
He paused before he spoke, obviously trying to word what he wanted to say, “I fell for you, Els. I fell hard. I know I’ve been dick and I’m sorry. If you’d give me the time, I promise I’ll spend as long as you’d like making it up to you.”
My heart skipped a beat as he spoke. I didn’t know what to do beside stretch up and kiss him.
…and that’s exactly what I did.
I tangled my hands in his hair, our mouths getting familiar with one another again. Kenny pulled back and rested his forehead on mine. “I’ve missed that, Els.”
“Me too.” I said.
He stood up, offering me his hand. “C'mon. Let’s go celebrate with our nosey friends.” Kenny said gesturing to Nick and Matt’s faces in the window.
I took his hands and gripped it tight, “Can I buy my girl a drink?” He asked as he held the door.
My stomach churned at his offer. “Not a chance, Babe.”
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No Matter What (Part 5)
Prompt: Imagine you’re an Avenger and you meet Bucky for the first time during Civil War
Word Count: 3774
Warning: Language, fighting, violence, angst
Notes: This will follow Cap America: Civil War…. I envisioned a younger reader who’s like 19-24 years old, btw. Super shout out to my beta @like-a-bag-of-potatoes...This is the moment you’ve all been waiting for!!!!
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As soon as you landed, Sharon went to work immediately.
“I’m going to check on Nat and check out the scene. You and Sam stay low profile until I get some info,” Steve instructed.
“Will do. Come on, let’s go get some lunch,” Sam offered and you nodded.
“Be safe,” you ordered Steve as you went off with Sam.
The two of you made it to a small cafe about a block away from the bombsite.
“This is bad, Sam. Really bad. I want to help Steve, and I will...But if this Bucky guy bombed the UN…” you said, shaking your head, guilt and anguish building a nasty nest in your stomach and chest.
“Little wizard,” Sam started, he often called you that because of your abilities, “chill, okay? There might be an explanation. Even if there’s not, we might be able to knock the Hydra out of this guy. He’s Steve’s friend and he would do it for us...I think. If this happened to any of us, you know we would go in for one of them. We gotta do it for Bucky. He’s a war hero, whether he remembers it or not.”
You nodded right before you ordered. The food came but you couldn’t eat. You were a bundle of nerves. You were worried about Nat, about Steve, about everyone. Between the Accords, Peggy, and now the Bucky mess, everything between the Avengers and Steve was a cluster fuck.
Steve eventually walked up to you two at the bar.
“Is Nat okay?” you demanded quickly.
“She’s fine,” he assured.
“Did she tell you to stay out of it?” Sam asked as he stabbed into his food. How could he eat at at time like this? Steve nodded. “Might have a point.”
“He’d do it for me.”
“1945 maybe. I just want to make sure we considered all our options. The people that shoot at you usually wind up shooting at us.”
Just then Sharon breezed in and handed you a tip on Bucky, and said you’d need to move fast because there were orders to shoot onsite.
Steve looked at the tip - It was an address to Bucky’s apartment in Bucharest.
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The three of you hauled major ass to try and get to Bucharest before the Terrorist squad or anyone else.
“Okay, Sam, I want you on top of the building. You need to be our eyes. Y/N, you stay down below and let me--”
“Below? No. I’m not letting you stay in that room with him alone,” you argued.
“Y/N, he’s my friend, he’s a very good assassin. If we just show up at his place, he might not just greet us with cookies,” Steve reminded as you were gearing up in the apartment nearby.
“I realize that, Steve, but if you’re gonna face him, you can’t do it alone. Sam can watch from above but you need my help. If anything goes wrong--”
“Fine, fine,” he said, acquiescing.
“Thank you,” you said.
“You’re just there to protect me and him,” Steve warned firmly. “But the minute he goes Winter Soldier, you get out of the way, okay? I’m least likely to die trying to bring him in.”
“I’m just there to protect you two,” you repeated, understanding what he was telling you..
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Once you were geared up, you made your way to the run down, dingy apartment. Steve picked the lock and got inside. There was a kitchenette, a mattress, and a journal. Instantly, you felt sorrow for him. You had thought Steve was alone, but this...this was another kind of isolation.
Steve went over and began to look through a journal while you watched his six.
You glanced down to see what was in the journal and when you looked up, you saw a man, standing on the opposite side of the room, staring at you and Steve. He was intimidating to say the least. He had gotten in the apartment without making the smallest of noises.
A choked gasp caused you to rasp out, “Holy shit.”
His eyes were fixated on Steve but then they flashed to you, making a chill shiver down your spine. You poked Steve as Sam muttered something about special forces, but you were entirely focused on the giant, brooding being across the room.
In a way, you were expecting someone...more evil looking. Scars, disfigurement, an angry frown etched into a worn face. But this man had none of that. He was...well he was downright handsome, for starters. Blue eyes that glistened with thousands of words. A chiseled jawline. A body that would make a greek god feel ashamed.
But yet he also looked...fragile, oddly enough. He was tense, and not because you had broken into his apartment, but because he was...afraid, it seemed. In that instant, the moment you looked into those ice blue eyes of his, you felt the same sort of protective nature over him that you felt over Steve. If it came down to it, you would die for Bucky Barnes without hesitation. He was Steve’s friend and you would do anything to keep him safe.
Steve saw your frozen and terrified face, felt your poke, and turned around.
“Do you know me?” Steve asked.
“You’re Steve. I read about you in a museum,” he lied. You could tell it. He was blinking funny. Almost as if he were remembering a lie. As if he was remembering a story he could repeat. And like that, your heart warmed and softened for him. What a poor, poor man. What had Hydra done to him?
Steve had told you about him pulling him out ot of the river. Did he tell Hydra he remembered Steve and got punished for it? Rumlow had said that Bucky remembered Steve, cried, and then Hydra “put his brain back in a blender”. Was lying about knowing Steve a reflex now? A defense mechanism?
“I know you’re nervous, and you have plenty of reason to be,” Steve informed carefully. “But you’re lying.”
You wanted to nod, but all you could do was watch this man’s every move.
“I wasn’t in Vienna, I don’t do that any more,” he informed. This was the truth. There was more gumption behind it. More validity. Again, your heart seemed to skip a beat at his voice. You weren’t sure if it was your nerves, your fear, or what but it made you feel such relief to know he was innocent - at least of this crime.
“Well the people who think you did are coming here now,” Steve said. “They’re not planning on taking you alive.”
At this reminder, your heart went cold. In a few seconds, people would burst in here, guns blazing, aimed at the man who had you under some spell.
“That’s smart. Good strategy,” Bucky stated coldly.
“It doesn’t have to be that way,” you said suddenly. “I’m sure we could figure out who framed you and--”
Sam said they were on the roof and you stopped talking. You weren’t supposed to speak anyway. Steve was supposed to do all the talking.
“This doesn’t have to end in a fight, Buck,” he said.
Bucky moved over closer to the hallway as he started to take off his glove. “It always ends in a fight,” he said.
“You pulled me from the river. Why?” Steve demanded, running out of time.
“I don’t know,” he lied again, his steel-blue eyes hard with question and knowing. It wasn’t that he wasn’t a good liar, it was just your other sort of power. You could sense people. And you could sense he was lying again. Some form of defense made him do that.
“Yes you do,” Steve countered and Bucky’s face softened a degree, because he realized his falsehood had been blown. All of you in the room knew he was lying.
“Breech, breech, breech!” Sam shouted in your ear.
Then there it was. The first attack.
They threw in a flash grenade and Steve slammed it against the wall where you ducked. Another one flew in and Bucky kicked it towards Steve who covered it with his shield. The door started to get battered against as another flash grenade flew in but Bucky covered himself with the mattress. He flipped the table along the hallway, wedging it in the air, between the walls, blocking the door. In one sense, you were highly impressed, in another, you were scared because highly trained officers were coming after the three of you.
And that’s when 2 soldiers busted in through the windows. Steve yanked the rug under one, while Bucky fought off the other hand-to-hand. You manifested a whip and this time, your grip was solid. You wrapped it around the soldier’s arm and yanked, tugging him down to the ground. But another soldier charged in from behind you, knocking you to the floor. Bucky came over and kicked the man that had just knocked you down. You rolled to move out of the way of the charging Winter Soldier.
Steve grabbed Bucky’s arm and shouted, “Buck, stop!” Bucky swung under Steve’s hold to try to evade the grip. “You’re gonna kill someone.” Bucky slammed Steve down and you became instantly worried and panicked as he smashed his fist right next to Steve’s head, through the floorboard. It happened so fast, you couldn’t scream out of terror, even though you wanted to.
“I’m not gonna kill anyone,” he informed as he pulled a bag up and threw it far out the open door.
Another soldier came in and opened fire. Bucky moved to protect himself with his metal arm as Cap jumped up to shield him. You manifested your own shield and crouched before lassoing your whip around the soldier’s ankle and tugging, knocking him onto his back. A second soldier showed up to the other window and began shooting there before Bucky used Steve as a weapon and literally launched him at the attacker.
For a split second, Bucky turned to you, his eyes almost entranced by you. But then one soldier got up and was approaching from behind and you didn’t see it. Bucky picked up a cinderblock and began to swing it before he shouted, “Move!”
Immediately, you ducked and the cinderblock hit the oncoming soldier behind you and slammed him through a door, into the bathroom.
“Holy shit, nice hit,” you complimented, impressed, aroused, and terror stricken all in one. Gunshots exploded behind you: three of them. You whipped your face back to look at the door.
“I need to go that way,” Bucky informed suddenly, his eyes boring into yours. He pointed to the door but you turned back to him.
“But they’re all out there,” you said in a flurry of panic. “If you go out there, they’ll shoot you.” For some reason, the idea of him getting hurt on your watch hurt more than it should. Of course you always worried for civilians, and yes, Bucky was your mission to keep safe...but you knew if he got hurt and you let it happen, it would be soul crushing.
“I know what I’m doing,” he said with a stern face. At that, you instantly moved. He moved around you and his fist went through the door. He punched out several soldiers, making his way through the special forces. You nodded your head to the side, remembering the mission was to keep Bucky safe. To keep him with you. Steve was outside, god knows how many people he was fighting off. It was up to you to help and track him. Not that you needed much of a push to follow this man anywhere.
A soldier crashed through the glass sunroof above you, shooting down at Bucky before you jumped in front of him and manifested your light blue, body length shield. But he crashed into you both. Bucky picked up the battering ram they’d been using to try and get in and used it against them, knocking them down and back. He suddenly jumped on the dangling soldier and hopped across the starwell to take out several soldiers. To keep up, you formed your whip and tried to pull them back and out of his way before one of them hit you in the back, sending you tumbling down the stairs.
Finally, Steve joined you two.
“You okay?” he asked as he jumped across to you.
You nodded, trying to pick yourself up from the fall. Steve and Buck continued their path of movement and pushed, punched, and kicked anyone out of their way. Until one soldier had a clear shot at Bucky and was about to take it. You formed your glider and shield faster than ever and flew over to Bucky and covered him without thought. He looked at you for the briefest of seconds, a sort of gratitude in his eyes before he jumped down the stairwell then caught himself on a railing with his metal hand, crying out. You followed right behind him on your glider as he jumped over the railing and went to a door and kicked it down before running headlong down a hallway.
“Where are you going?” you shouted after him. But he didn’t look back or answer. He just continued to run until he reached the end and he hurdled over the railing. “What the fuck?” you breathed in confusion as you ran to the railing. Just as you reached it, you saw that he landed on the building next to you and grabbed the backpack and took off running. The distance was a giant leap. “Holy shit. Okay...Monkey man,” you said as you got up on the railing and manifested your glider again and swooped down next to him.
“Jesus, you don’t let up,” Bucky said as he ran.
“You’re my mission,” you said with a grin. Suddenly, a black figure came out of nowhere and kicked Bucky in his head. “Shit. Buck!” Both figures went tumbling across the rooftop before they stood up.
The black figure that looked like a cat extended his claws and began to go after Bucky. You tried to think on your toes to get this person away from Bucky. All you had was a whip, so you tried that, but this person was strong and agile. Your attempts to stopped him seemed futile. He was starting to actually give Bucky a challenge though. The person kicked Bucky into a metal box and lunged at him before you jumped on his back and tried to punch him and swing him down to the ground with your legs. This gave Bucky a small advantage to try and run but he didn’t take it for some reason. It seemed he was too busy staring at you as you fought this random person.
You used your whip to try and trip him up, pull his arms off you, but he scratched your arm deep making you cry out and you were forced to let him go.
The person rolled on top of one of the metal boxes and grabbed Bucky and swung him to the ground. He reeled his hand back to swipe at Bucky, making your heart leap into your throat. Just as Bucky grabbed a metal rod to stop the incoming swipe, you used your conjured whip to pull the person’s arm’s back and yanked them onto their back.
Just then, a helicopter showed up and began shooting just as Steve reached the rooftop. Sam came in to take them out. You moved to cover you and Bucky with a shield, kneeling next to him, as well as keeping an eye on your feline foe who was just hopping up and getting ready to attack again. It felt oddly right to protect Bucky. It felt as natural to you to protect and watch over him as it did Steve.
“For fuck’s sakes, could you not?” you asked desperately, rolling your eyes. The person charged you and you jumped, spun, and planted a hefty kick right to his chest. Bucky stole the opportunity to grab his backpack and run. He vaulted off the side of the building, with you on his heels. You jumped over the side, the glider under your feet, as the feline foe scratched down the side of the building to follow. Then Steve came down behind him. The helicopter was back and shooting. Bucky jumped down again, landing in the middle of a freeway.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Really?” you muttered as you squatted down on your glider so you could get over the edge and down with him. You caught up to him but the glider wasn’t as fast as you needed it to be. The feline guy and Steve were right behind you two. All four of you were racing down the freeway, faster than the cars.
“Holy shit, you’re fast,” you gasped, out of breath, next to Bucky. He looked to his right at you, as you were keeping up, and smirked.
He fucking smirked.
You two were running on foot away from some maniac and the government and he was amused that you were getting tired. You wanted to roll your eyes and ask him if he was sane.
Truth be told, you were getting winded, though, it was true. Manifesting this much magic and fighting this much was hard for you, you weren’t used to it. A shield here, a lasso or whip there, but having to keep up with these speeds and heights was wearing on you.
Bucky jumped on top of a moving car and ran over it. Who the fuck does that? I mean, seriously. You wanted to roll your eyes but you couldn’t deny how impressed you were at his speed, agility, and stamina. More sirens were sounding nearby and you heard Steve say he couldn’t shake the cat guy, so Sam was following.
In front of you and Bucky, several police cars tried to cut you off by driving into oncoming traffic but with reflexes like his, he changed course easily and jumped over barrels on your left. You stuttered pace a bit, but as soon as you picked up the glider, you were right back with him.
He was running full speed when he did something you never thought you would see in your life. As an oncoming motorcyclist approached, he grabbed the handle, flipping the driver off of the machine, and whipped the vehicle around to fit under his form and he was speeding off.
“Oh...my...god,” you said as your glider slowed and you watched the moment happen. But then something reminded you of why you were even next to the guy. “You wanna play that way?” you asked to no one in particular. “Fine.” You manifested a motorcycle under yourself and sped off after him, following every move and turn he made. He glanced over to you, surprise and shock coloring his features for a moment before refocusing on the road.
Then the feline foe was back again as he dove at Bucky, but Bucky caught him by the throat and whipped him around. The feline foe was behind him though. Bucky kicked him off, righted the bike, and continued his path. Bucky threw a sticky grenade to the top of the bridge and it exploded the structure. You turned around and saw the feline foe come out of the blast and scratch at his tire, effectively knocking him off the bike.
“Bucky!” you screamed involuntarily. The manifested bike disappeared and your glider reappeared as you spun to go back over to Bucky. The feline foe and Bucky were still tumbling when you caught up to them. Steve jumped out of his car and was running full force at you two as the cat guy got up. You covered bucky a shield out in front of you, your whip ready if he tried to come at him, your eyes telling him to stay away.
Just as he was about to lunge, Cap ran up and took him down. Cap and Bucky stood up, along with the Cat guy as you were surrounded by police cars. Steve put a hand out in front of Bucky to keep him from reacting but your eyes were still on the feline foe.
Rhodey suddenly landed, his guns aimed at both your side and the feline foes. A terrifying sight you never thought you would see. It made your blood run cold. “Stand down now,” he ordered.
Your eyes widened in shock and surprise. Your shield and whip disappeared from existence as you held up your hands. Men ran forward and pushed Bucky to his knees, a sight you couldn’t bear for some reason.
“No! Don’t!” you shouted without thought. You couldn't help it. The plea slipped past your lips without you granting permission.
But Steve said your name, reminding you of the trouble you were in. “Y/N. Don’t,” he ordered and you sealed your lips shut.
“Congratulations, Cap and Y/N, you’re both criminals now,” Rhodey said.
You swallowed hard and looked up, keeping your hands planted behind your head. A pit of dread and fear balled up in the pit of your stomach at the thought of that. You’d never been a criminal before.
After you found out the man after Bucky was T’Challa, they slapped handcuffs on you, Steve, Sam, and T’Challa. Bucky was put in some sort of cube or container. Your eyes fixated on him the entire time. His eyes would sometimes travel to you, a question swimming in his eyes but you weren’t sure what he was asking.
As soon as he was loaded in one truck, the rest of you were put in another.
“What’s going to happen to us?” you asked in a quiet voice. Honestly, you were terrified. Would it be jail? Prison? Some place where you wouldn’t see anyone again? You’d never been to any of those. In fact, you’d never broken one rule in your life. You were always a good student, doing everything you could to avoid conflict (unless it was a bully, then you typically dealt with that). Now, suddenly, you were some sort of international criminal.
“I don’t know,” Steve answered honestly. “We’ll get through it together though. Okay?”
“What about Bucky? Will he be okay?”
“I don't know,” he repeated.
After that, it was an very tense, very nerve wracking eighteen hour ride all the way back to Berlin to be escorted to the Terrorist Task Force headquarters. You wanted to sleep, so that you could sleep through some of your anxiety, but the anxiety wouldn’t let you sleep. So you rested your head on Steve’s shoulder.
#no matter what#bucky barnes x reader#bucky x reader#bucky fic#bucky barnes fic#bucky barnes#steve rogers#steve rogers fic
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8/28/19 8:09pm - Meanwhile, In Real Time (basically all of aug ‘19)
So today I only have one patient for the first time in like half a year. I guess it makes sense since it’s the end of august and insurance policies are starting to roll over. After so many busy weeks of work it’s really exciting though.
And it couldn’t have happened at a better time. For one I’m pretty excited to get writing and catching up on this past year. But for TWO, World of Warcraft Classic just launched this week. I wasn’t sure if I was going to like it. Yknow I never played it before because I was worried how it would eat my life like Runescape did. But Spencer and a bunch of NC Melee peeps wanted me to play so I’m in there. Looks like my obsessions really have cycled in order.
[continued at 11:04pm after putting pts to bed]
Pokemon (first grade), Magic (third grade), Runescape (fourth grade), Halo/Gears (7th-9th), Guitar Hero (8th-10th), Quiz Bowl (11th&12th) , Ultimate Frisbee (12th-soph), League of Legends (soph-senior), Melee (senior-last year).
I have a kind of filthy habit of playing so much that it’s debilitating and then finally breaking out of it only to move on to doing the same thing with something else.
Since quitting melee I’ve gotten obsessed with Pokemon and Magic, so it looks like getting into WoW was inevitable.
Just kidding, an unscheduled 2nd patient showed up and it turns out he’s actually supposed to be here so I’m not QUITE so free as all that, but it’s still not 3 patients, 2 is totally easy for me now.
Lol I took this screenshot when I got in to the office
as of now I’m all caught up with work and I’ve still got 133 minutes to go, so looks like I have plenty of time to write for a second.
So what do I have to catch up on? well my days have been looking like weds-thurs-fri are always work, saturday I’ll stay up all day doing something, sunday I’m usually sleeping in, Monday I’m usually either playing DnD or chilling playing games, and Tuesday is a chill day until karaoke.
The past two weekends have been kind of crazy though, so I just wanted to write about them for a minute before I got too far gone.
Actually, let’s go back to 3 weekends ago. I visited Dars because I needed to, it’s been too long. I meant to write a lot more than I did, but instead I stayed up late into the night watching Andi draw shit on twitch. I’ve been thinking about her a lot lately, mostly trying to collect all my thoughts on what I want to write about, but I definitely miss her and hope she’s doing okay.
I ‘accidentally’ responded to a question she asked when she was talking to herself on stream, I hadn’t meant to talk to her at all I just wanted to see her do her thing and reflect on her a little.
Really I wanted to watch her play breath of the wild. I miss us playing that together. Watching her enjoy something I enjoyed so much really made me happy. Anyway, I only bring that up because I tried to tune in again to actually watch her play BotW and found out she blocked me from her channel. I could still watch, which was nice, but I couldn’t say anything. Probably for the best. After watching her for a few hours I unfollowed her channel so I wouldn’t even try anymore.
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know.
I did that song at karaoke last night. I practiced in the bathroom and the car beforehand and was nailing it I thought. But I got up on stage and I was thinking of you and I bombed it. I haven’t bombed a song so hard since the time I tried to sing you I Don’t Wanna Miss A Thing when I was in drunk-screaming mode, or the first time I tried to do MakeDamnSure. And those were when I was drunk. This I like just tried to get to the high notes and on stage I just couldn’t. My voice kind of broke. I cleared the crowd. It was humiliating, to be honest. I don’t know if I was tired from playing 12 hours of WoW with spencer yesterday (amazing, btw. I had a ton of fun), or if I was thinking of you too much, or if I was actually just floundering from making the first mistake (which doesn’t quite make sense because I’ve made mistakes and then fixed them easily in plenty of songs before). But it was awful.
I got to hang out with some friends for a bit, sang The Hand That Feeds and did excellently at it, got some good cheers and shit, but I still felt like ass. Went home and played some melee and some more WoW and stayed up until 6am and slept 12 hours lmao.
So I had an avocado for dinner and now here I am.
I’ve been doing more fasting days lately where I eat really light. They’re not true fasting days because usually I eat a bunch of nuts or something. But I don’t eat a big meal like I normally do once a day.
Also I wanted to go back to Darlin’s because we watched zoolander, and at one point he says “bulimia is a great way to lose pounds before a shoot” and I was like “oh yeah, true.” lol so now if someone makes me eat a bunch of ice cream with them (darlin and jill), then I’ll do it and throw it up after -_-. Not the healthiest but I’ve only done it on like two or three occasions. I’m mostly being good. Only exercising once a week lately though, WoW kinda blew up everything this week and I’ve been hella busy lol.
Okay so week after Darlin’s, I made some new friends at karaoke that my buddy Skyler introduced me to there. I drove up to Virginia on Saturday to do Quarry Fest that tessa and her boyfriend had planned out on his property. It was fucking phenomenal. Spent the day day drinking and swimming, it was gorgeous out, beautiful people in swimsuits everywhere, made a whole bunch of new friends who loved me because they already loved tessa, saw a handful of old high school friends. I really got strong attraction vibes from my friend Emily, but she was there with a new boyfriend so ah well such a shame for her lmao. Stayed up until like 4 in the morning talking with people around a big bonfire, it was just like a fun old rappahannock field party where everyone knew everyone at least by a removal factor of one. Such a beautiful time. I fucking drunkenly danced my ass off all night while these live musicians and djs were on. Just phish style sway jammed out in the sand, made my legs fucking exhausted lol. Moving in sand is so fucking hard! I’d get a drink, chug it down, spin around drunkenly jam around for a bit, sober up, get a new drink, rinse and repeat lmao.
The Diet Dr Pepper and white rum idea later in the night was miserable though. FUCK diet drinks they’re not adequate mixers. holy blegh. plus the rum was hot as balls I need to find a new kind of liquor to keep in my trunk. The best idea I’ve heard from people so far is sake.
I loved Tessa’s boyfriend’s family too. The one little brother had the same supreme cheetah print that I had on except he had the boxers, we really hit it off actually. After sleeping in my car for the night I woke up and went skinny dipping for like an hour or so, I spent a lot of the next morning talking to him and his girlfriend, mostly entertaining her with the weird stories that I tell on here. She said I was probably the craziest person she’d ever met, and wished that I lived closer so that she could hook me up with her sister. She said she needed to try someone fun like me out LMAO. Then their family made a huge breakfast at their house and I got to pig out on some lox and chit chat with tessa about shit before heading back to Raleigh.
That’s right, I went there and came back for just a day because I needed to be back the next night for Emo Karaoke LOL. There’s no way I was gonna miss it, it’s only once a month.
It was the craziest thing though. My friends caitlin and gretchen came to emo karaoke but it hadn’t started yet because of an open mic poetry night, so they split to go to Ruby’s annual No Pants Party and told me to meet up with them if I wanted to.
I was the first person to sing, I did The Used and it went fantastically. I met this guy morgan and his girlfriend elizabeth I think, and she emailed me a video of it lol I love it. I also sang backup vocals for him on MakeDamnSure, I was so happy that he asked me, I’ve literally practiced doing the backup singing just in case someone ever did hahaha.
But after my song this girl walks up to me and says “did you go to chapel hill? Do you remember who I am?” I look at her and it’s none other than fucking LEXI. Like huge crush in college Lexi. Like written about her at least a handful of times at LEAST Lexi. Like I named my fucking CAR after you Lexi. So I was like “HOLY SHIT YES” oh my god and caught up with her and I’m 90% sure she was there with another guy, but I got to meet her friends and chit chat and I screamed my fucking throat out that night. My voice was already toasty from singing in the car all the way up and back from virginia but after that it was torched lmao.
I also did The Used+MCR’s Under Pressure with my friend from there Kenny, got some chick’s number, and the list was full so I dipped after that.
Went to the no pants party and it wasn’t super crazy, but I got some beautiful pics lol. Caitlin helped me tie up my shirt super cute, I wore it as a blouse and as an ascot hahaha. But hanging with them at the no pants party mostly got me to this afterparty at a friend’s place downtown.
I had rum and bought some coke that we threw in the freezer, but instead of mixing the coke and rum me and Jacob had this great idea to mix the rum with freezie pops to see if it was any good. Did like 3 shots testing it out to see if the ratio could work. Mostly it tasted like a bad slushie lol.
Went to the porch to smoke a cig and people started passing some coke around so I did a little of that, and started having this long ass conversation with this girl MJ. We hit it off for like literally an hour on the porch at 4 in the morning. We talked about pokemon and tons of nerdy video game shit, and it turns out she had been at karaoke that week, I had already listened to her singing! I got her number and have since tried to hit her up a few times to hang out. She’s always responded to all of my texts IMMEDIATELY. like within the minute fast. It’s weird. But unfortunately either because she’s not actually interested or because she’s truly been too busy, I haven’t been able to meet up with her to do anything. I guess we’ll see if that ever develops, but I think she was really cool. I really hope I at least get to make a pass at her.
After that I brought gretchen back to my place to hang out. Didn’t try to hook up with her or anything, but we just wanted to chill and do some blow that I had leftover and wanted to get rid of. Did some talking about some fucked up shit going on with some of her friends dying, but it was mostly in the context of her wanting to go back to the party to try to find an adderall on the ground when we ran out of shit. At like 8 in the morning we drove around to pick up some shit, but nobody was awake, she gave me half an adderall to try to help me stay up but after I popped it I still took a nap in the car while we waited so I was like yeah nah I’m tapping out. After driving to virginia and back and having two late party nights I was fucking spent and didn’t want to miss my appointment to drop my car off for repairs. Honestly though, I have no fucking idea what Brandon saw in her that made him so coocoo for her. She seems like your typical party hardy everything-sucks kind of girl. I don’t think I’ve heard her say a positive thing about...anything. She’s always shit talking or talking down about life or saying she wants to go somewhere else that’s cooler, or that older parties were more fun or some shit. Meh. Luckily I’m not the one tryna bang her, and Caitlin totally balances her out with how smiley and happy she is when I hang out with them. Her and Jacob are cute as fuck too.
But I DID end up making it to my appointment. My car is almost done being fixed!!
Then I had a board game night that monday, me and Trent and Steven played some of this train game called snowdonia and I narrowly lost. Steven almost always beats me, that fucker lol. I really respect how smart he is about magic and game theory in general tbh.
Last week there was karaoke and work. At karaoke I found out this really cute smiley girl Hannah (a friend/coworker of my lesbian couple friends) is getting a divorce from her husband (she’s like 24), and so thattt’s pretty interesting. I don’t wanna make moves because she’s wonderful and I don’t want to be a douche, but she’s like... still the happiest person I’ve ever met even in the midst of changing her entire life. I kinda wish I could go on a date with her just to find out more about her lol.
Saturday I didn’t sleep so that I could go to my friend Helena’s place for her to dye and cut my hair. I really followed through on wanting it to look like Brad Pitt from Once Upon A Time In Hollywood like I decided when we saw it darlin’s lol. I really wanted to change my hair, I’m kind of sick of having bangs in my face and need to symbolically move on to doing something new.
Then saturday afternoon/evening I got drunk as fuckkkk with broscious and irene for their housewarming party. First time getting really drunk with them it was so much fun! We played a drinking game while watching a glassblowing show where we drank every time they said glass or blew, so it was pretttty good hahaha. I probably overdid it with the threesome and trap jokes later with their friends when we got to the bar lol, but they seemed so innocent I had to fuck with them a little hahaha. Fell asleep on the floor of their living room at like 3 in the morning because someone else had dibs on the couch. Woke up at like 7am blegh, found out I lost my house key lol, went back to sleep at my place til noon, then went to play board games with steven trent and reyad again.
After that I went to boxcar to meet up with Maya, and she had brought a bunch of her coworkers and Rianne as usual, so it was a great time. We bounced from boxcar to Rianne’s place, got to drink with Ollie and played this weird frog golf game and we discussed whether Blonde or Channel Orange was the better Frank Ocean album. They ALL were fighting me that Channel Orange was just better in every way, but I still think Blonde is incredible.
I offered to take Jill home to her place since she lives nearby, we got some mcdonalds and watched some american dad and had some great sex. and again the next morning, and again in the afternoon. So luckily that’s still working out, I thought it had fallen apart, but I’ll explain more on that later on when I finish playing catchup. I took her back to her car and we got some good ass ramen downtown.
We made tentative plans to hang out again the next day and maybe go thrifting and I spent the rest of monday playing Melee for a couple hours. But I woke up at 9am and started playing WoW with spencer, so when she hit me up that she was getting off work at like 3pm I was in the middle of a 6 hour bingefest playing WoW for the first time in my life. He told me I should keep playing with him so I didn’t fall behind and so I thought about it...
and then I did lmao. I said that I was nerding out with my roommate and asked if she wanted to hang out after karaoke. She said yeah definitely but she might go to bed earlier than normal (~3) because she had to work a double. I hit her up at midnight to leave karaoke early after that embarrassment of a performance, but she never responded. I think she said she wanted to hang out so that she could blow me off too, tbh. But jokes on her, I got to play more melee until I could get through the login queue for WoW and got to play for another 3 hours. Perfect.
Though more sex would’ve been nice, for sure.
Anyway, things are going wonderfully. I’m going to a big concert in raleigh in two weeks. Probably just nerding out this weekend since I mixed up my weekends and didn’t make plans. Helena dyed my hair with highlights to look like brad pitt, but I’m changing it to be totally blonde like Maya and Rianne want instead. They miss my old yellow hair lol and Oliver and everyone I’ve asked did too so I’m gonna try it out again.
Definitely ready to move forward and try some new things.
I’ve been thinking about Andi way too much the past two weeks. It sucks. I really want to talk to her. And give her her chair back. So I want to see her. But I know I’m feeling good with everything so really things are better off just moving on I guess. Maybe once I finally write my catchup posts about her I can stop thinking about her. But it’s made me procrastinate a lot, I’m like literally doing anything I can to not write these last handful of catchup posts...
But I promise I will soon. I need to do it. Maybe that’s what I’ll do saturday while I wait for the queue for WoW to thin out lmao. It’s currently 12:06 and I still have an estimated time of 13 minutes after trying to log in at 7:45 lol.
Also tryna cop some supreme clothes tomorrow. Wish me luck, I Really hope I can get this tiger print jacket and hat. Boutta drop a mint lol. Clothes are kinda fun. It’s nice not dressing like a hobo all the time, I guess. Mostly because it’s hot. Once it’s the right temperature to wear pajama pants again you better believvvve I’m gonna just get fancy sweatpants lmfao.
Anyway, queue’s finally done! holy shit yeah it’s only 12:15 Kappa. Gonna go play some WoW love you guys bye <3
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I have a commission I’m supposed to do but I need to avoid some Emotional Processing so I did Yumi’s outfit sheet instead
Character Bio/Design notes under the cut
Name: Yumi Welkenmit
Age: 17~ish (16 when it starts. About 18 when it ends)
Origin World: Lotefh
Hometown: Morkenford
Tarot Card: The Star (Haven’t done it yet though!)
Abilities: Mortal God powers, Summoning magic, Extreme Organising: Roommate Edition, Cross-Dimensional Summoning, Planet-bound God summoning (She summons shit, ok. She’s a witch)
Hobbies: Cooking, Keeping Mel Together, Being a Giant Nerd
Other notes: Is Hella Gay*
*I normally leave my OC’s sexualities (and genders, even) as a kind of shrug and a hand wave, but Yumi is Hella Gay. This is a Fact.
Personality: Organised to the extreme but very friendly, Yumi tends to get along easily with most people, though part of this is simply because she tends to naturally adapt her actions to whoever she is speaking to. Despite coming from a relatively conservative hometown, she tries very hard to unlearn her past prejudices, especially after being accepted into a notably diverse technical high school. In addition to this, she is very studious (One of the traits that lead her to being Mel’s assigned roommate), and loves cooking.
Also, she is super fucking squeamish. She has 0 tolerance for gore.
Backstory: Coming from a very small town in the middle of nowhere, Yumi was given a scholarship for the aforementioned technical high school, and moved into a dorm there wherein she meets her Weird Rommate™ , Melina Vonderheide. As they and their friend group try to go about their high school life, things slowly being to go more and more awry as a civil war (And something more sinister being pushed along by a particularly vindictive fae) brews in the background. This finally comes to a head during a festival, thrusting Yumi into a deeper plot involving things waaaaaay above her pay grade as she struggles to keep her friends and family alive in a war she can’t solve.
Outfit Notes:
Street Clothes (”Normal” Outfit): The default outfit I use most often for Yumi, which is based on old designs for her, and which she wears during her outings in the early parts of her story. The boat neck dress is just a Thing I used to do, but the outfit is mostly about the accessories, which she retains for a lot of her outfits. In this, she is wearing her flight gloves (As she is taught how to fly at one point by one of her friends, Newtivani), two necklaces (One is from her father, the other is the equivalent of a fashion statement), her Lir, and her bag.
A Lir, in Yumi’s culture, is a traditional garment worn by mages, which describes a number of things about the person who wears it (Such as rank, family, main school of magical study, or guild). Basic ones consist only of the disk with a single strap, but more straps and embellishments are added according to accomplishment and ranking (They can also be different colours). Yumi is wearing her personal Lir in most of her outfits, and her school Lir with her uniform. Her personal Lir, in short form, says that she is a summoner, and that she is moderately proficient (Having gained one strap from passing “Lower” schooling, and one from a government proficiency test). Her school Lir, meanwhile, only says that she is a student, and that she has passed her “Lower” schooling. Lir also come in two forms, with the hip one being the most common, and unisex; a second type, which is worn around the wrists, is occasionally worn by boys and young men (though most older men wear the hip style, unless it is inconvenient to do so).
School Uniform: Yumi’s school uniform was difficult to design, as I wanted it to be magic school-y, but not too standard. This is very hard. Do you know how many people have done the magic highschool thing? Let me tell you, it’s a lot. When 12 year old me decided this was a great idea 10 years ago, it was still fresh(er). Not now. Anyway, her school’s uniforms come with a built-in colour system, similar to how the Lir work, although with a more archaic colour guide (Hence the disparity between her personal Lir and her uniform jacket colour).
Here’s what the uniform looks like, btw. I do not apologise in any way for the MSPaint job.
The hair stripes were the result of a misfired spell, but Yumi liked them enough that she kept them until she had to pretend to be a normal person while at Omegani’s house (and then immediately put them back once she left).
“I went into a dungeon with some buddies and a teacher and almost died” Outfit, or, as I like to call it, Fellsteff Exploration Gear: Exactly what it says on the tin. It turns into a fantasy JRPG for all of 10 minutes, because that’s just how I am
Complimentary Osentishu Outfit: Because when your friend is a princess and you crash on her couch you get a lot of Sweet Benefits.
Like full maid service
It’s the best vacation you’ve had in your life
The food was amazing
Too bad you almost died (but hey, that’s the norm by this point). She also taught you how to use your new Mortal God powers, so that was pretty nice of her.
Wear what you want to the Apocalypse:
Navy Jackets are IN
Throw on clothes you had laying around because most of your belongings are inaccessible now
Pants are a GO
Now you gotta unfreeze the timeline. Also, extra-universal forces are invading. Fun times!
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BnHA Chapter 139: Deku and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Hallway
Previously on BnHA: The cops and Nighteye’s pro hero group took about nine pages to approach Overhaul’s house, only to be stopped by some massive troll of a man before they could ring the bell at the front gate. Everyone was all, “HOW DID THEY KNOW WE WERE COMING?” while ignoring the fact that there were like 70 guys all conspicuously gathered outside this place for like an hour prior to them getting started. Ryuukyuu turned into a dragon and I wanted it to be like this, but so far all she really did was hold the guy down with one of her big dragon claws. Which to be fair was still pretty cool. So she and her group are staying outside to deal with the cave troll while the rest of the heroes head on in. Meanwhile in the secret underground labyrinth beneath the house, Overhaul plotted to have his underlings stall the heroes while he made his getaway. And this is why you don’t ring the fucking doorbell before invading a mafia capo’s house. Just FYI.
Today on BnHA: The heroes finally make it inside the house! So thrilling. Nighteye uncovers a secret passage, and the heroes proceed down below. After smashing their way through a blocked wall, they discover a hallway doing its best impression of that Salvador Dali clock painting. This apparently is the work of one of Overhaul’s henchmen, Mimic, whose quirk allows him to enter objects and control them. Apparently he shot himself up with some Trigger and became a “living labyrinth.” Since Mirio is the only one not physically deterred by this, he activates his quirk and runs ahead before the others can stop him. The rest of the group suddenly falls into a big hole that opens up beneath their feet, landing in a room with three more henchmen. The pros get ready to fight, but Amajiki holds out a hand to stop them, saying he’ll be the one to take them down.
(As always, all comments not marked with an ETA are my unspoiled reactions from my first readthrough of this chapter. I’ve read up through chapter 171 now, so any ETAs will reflect that. My son the musical prodigy.)
okay, time to get back on this. some holdover thoughts from the previous chapter since I’ve had a couple days to reflect on it:
why the hell didn’t everyone wear kevlar or some shit. you know you’re going up against enemies that will be shooting at you, and if they hit you you’ll lose your quirk. it blows my mind that the pros didn’t suit up with extra body armor knowing this
even worse, because of the way the house is designed, they’re basically going to be sitting ducks. they only know one way in and out of the lower levels of the house. seeing as it’s underground, that means lots of long, narrow tunnels and hallways. they’re in just about the worst strategic position they could be for a raid like this: the enemy knows they’re here, and unlike Nighteye’s team, they actually know their way around the hideout. meanwhile the raid team is inevitably going to either have to split up and get themselves lost, or stick to this stupid plan of taking the most direct route possible to get to Eri, and meanwhile have bad guys shooting quirk-destroying bullets at them the entire way
that being said, they should stick Kirishima out in front and use him as a human shield lol
(ETA: to be fair, the only one that actually ends up getting hit is another one who is normally for all intents and purposes bulletproof. and in his case kevlar wouldn’t have done jack shit because he would have ended up shedding the vest anyway due to his quirk. so fair enough, but the others should have still geared up. no one cares about safety huh)
all right. so let’s see just how screwed these guys actually are
okay so we’re opening with the mafia dudes demanding to know what’s going on, and the cops explaining that this is a raid suckas
the lower level pros are holding the mob guys back while the cooler pros go on ahead
FG’s apologizing for not stopping to take off his shoes since this is an urgent situation. how fucking rude. tracking in all that dirt
oh my god
fucking kidding me with this shit. Bubble Girl in the lead? she barely even has a shirt, let alone any type of armor? is her quirk defensive in any way? let’s hope so
is Nighteye’s quirk even active again yet? right now he’s just a guy in a suit, isn’t he? although he did work with All Might for years, so he probably does have wicked combat skills that we just haven’t seen yet. hopefully
(ETA: wicked combat skills and a six-pack)
I can’t even see Kirishima in this shot. jeez. ridiculous
so as they run, they’re all discussing how the bad guys seem to have known they were coming, and that this is Not Good
I don’t really care about what Aizawa is saying in this panel, but I like that he’s right next to Deku
taking that promise very seriously. well good, since we all know that literally the instant Aizawa lets him out of his sight, Deku is somehow going to end up facing the final boss or something
(ETA: fucking uncanny, though. every fucking time, Deku)
anyway, so they’re logically concluding that Overhaul and the top brass must already be in the basement either hiding all their shit or getting ready to escape
this makes Kirishima very angry
well yeah, Kiri. but bad guys gonna bad guy
still, if it gets you fired up, you go ahead and feel that righteous anger boy
and now Nighteye’s stopping at a random panel in the wall and says this is it
oh, cool
please be a secret door please be a secret door please be a secret dooooor...
yay!
oh shit lol
never mind. close it
ughhhhhhh the centipede guy is using his quirk nooo whyyyy
he’s picking up two of the guys with his centipede arms
to me this is a fate worse than death
WHYYYYY
now Bubble Girl’s using her bubble quirk!
she’s... making bubbles. from her body
they’re floating over to the last bad guy
and they popped in his eyes and he’s screaming “my eyes!!!”
are these... are these just normal bubbles
I don’t really get it but hey! at least it’s not centipede arms!
so she’s restraining the dude and telling the others to go on ahead
and down they go. off to the garden of madness
except that almost immediately they’ve come to a dead end??
this doesn’t look like a normal quirk though. maybe someone has a wall-building quirk? similar to what Cementoss has?
(ETA: this is most definitely Overhaul’s reassembly quirk)
anyway, Mirio says he’ll take a look
oh my god. I finally get to see just how Mirio deals with immediately shedding his elaborate costume and then having to put the whole thing back on again later
oh snap
WELL ISN’T THAT FUCKING CONVENIENT. OKAY THEN
so if Mirio can have a costume that phases with his quirk, why can’t Hagakure have one woven out of her hair that turns invisible along with her? is it just because Horikoshi is a pervert. okay then
(ETA: I’m not even gonna bother getting into this anymore, but just know that I am rolling my eyes at this obnoxious fucking mangaka so damn hard)
anyway, so Mirio’s taking a peek and then reporting back that the path up ahead is exactly like Nighteye described. he says the wall is very thick though
oh, riiiiight
I keep forgetting about the “reassemble” part of Overhaul’s quirk
oh well. time to bust a wall
lol, FG and Static are like, “whoa”
I think this is the first nice thing Static has said about any of the kids
oh shit. now there’s something else happening
the floor is getting all weird and uneven? like it’s getting all warped somehow
um
well this is. annoying
(ETA: actually, “annoying” is the mildest, nicest, most undeservedly polite way possible to put it)
my god I hope none of them is claustrophobic. or ends up being claustrophobic after this, because I sure wouldn’t blame them
the head police guy says this has to be Irinaka’s quirk. that’s the HQ chief
so wait, is that the little guy from chapter 132 who made an arm grow out of his head??
and it doesn’t even sound like they’re sure it’s him
although FG points out that if he got all doped up on quirk enhancers, this isn’t outside the realm of possibility
oh snap! it is him!
oh my god. “I’m not on the ship. I’m in the ship. I am the ship”
LMAO at Fat Gum though
what kind of pathetic excuse for a pro hero can’t even predict that a guy is going to turn into a basement
he’s asking Aizawa if he can erase the quirk, but Aizawa says he can’t without being able to see the quirk users’s body
hold up, does this mean illusionists would be immune to Aizawa’s quirk?? because that is some bullshit. (which I now really want to see)
Amajiki seems like he’s starting to psych himself out here. he’s muttering out loud that if the path keeps changing, they’ll never reach their goal, and the enemy can easily get away
oh shit, it seems like he’s starting to get overwhelmed...?
hey, hey. easy there bud. you guys got this
OH SNAP MIRIO TO THE RESCUE
what a manly dude coming to the rescue of his bro who was starting to freak out. I love Mirio so much
ahhhhhhh he says he can still go on ahead as long as he knows the right direction
ahhhhhhhh I’m suddenly so fucking worried?!?! HE’S SO BRAVE AND I’M TERRIFIED FOR HIM
SON OF A BITCH HE JUST TOOK OFF JUST LIKE THAT BEFORE THEY COULD STOP HIM
oh my god. in the first place, isn’t he blind whenever he uses his quirk? don’t all of his senses disappear? so he can keep pressing forward, but like what happens if he turns the quirk off because he thinks he’s made it through, only he hasn’t made it through? because this isn’t an illusion, as far as I understand it; the Mimic guy is actually warping the passageway
oh my god. forget just the characters; I’m going to end up becoming claustrophobic at this rate
(ETA: yeah this still nopes me out thinking about it. Mirio’s definitely braver than I am, that’s for sure)
but at the very least, Mirio bravely pressing forward seems to have snapped Amajiki out of it
hey guys, guess who ships the shit out of these two now btw. yeah that’s right. me that’s who
so Mimic is thinking that he can’t stop Mirio, but that even if he does make it through, “he won’t be able to do a thing by himself”
idk about that. you should’ve seen what this freak of nature did to almost the entirety of class 1-A in a matter of seconds. while naked no less
wait. this is starting to sound a bit eyebrow-raising. I promise you it was a g-rated beatdown though
oh snap, Mimic is warping the ground and dumping all of the important characters deeper into the basement while closing up the path back up
well that’s nice. so now they’re all sealed up in this death chamber. cool. that’s cool
not that I want it to happen, but a part of me is wondering why Mimic hasn’t just crushed them all yet if he has control over this entire basement
so are they purposely trying to keep them alive? is it to avoid as much legal trouble as possible? are they hoping that if they just incapacitate them, Overhaul can later use his quirk to wipe their memories like he did with that Tarantino gang?
incidentally, every now and then I wonder to myself why someone as intensely rational as Aizawa would keep his hair so long and not just cut it short or tie it back to keep it out of his way. and then panels like this come along and it’s just, “oh yeah, because it’s hot”
(ETA: but ain’t it the truth)
so yeah, they’ve landed in this pit and now here’s some more bad guys!
literally all they have to do is have Aizawa incapacitate them with his quirk one by one and have Deku or Kiri punch them. the rest can sit back and take it easy
(ETA: the fact that they refuse to follow this most sensible of plans throughout the entire arc is one of the more frustrating things about it)
oh snap, but it looks like someone else is finally ready to jump into action after seeing his boyfriend disappear down the enchanted hallway of doom
WELL SHIT, LET’S FUCKING DO THIS THEN. TIME TO EAT SOME SUNS
also. that flashback panel though. that was a middle school uniform. these two have known each other since childhood just like Kacchan and Deku. omggggg
AND MIRIO USED TO HAVE A FUCKING PONYTAIL. TALK ABOUT A 180 DEGREE STYLE CHANGE. NIGHTEYE THIS IS YOUR DOING, DON’T LIE
BONUS:
glad to see the minds that brought us the yaoyorictionary and ochachakaleg are back at it again
so what exactly is the point of the lemilliohelm. I don’t get it. “it was designed so he could put it on quickly and then inevitably have it fall off again almost immediately”
consider my interest piqued at the mention of him being rescued by a hero in the past, though! I went back just now and looked at his flashback in chapter 152, and yeah! now that you mention it!
also! BnHA kids really need to be more careful on flashback bridges because those things are slippery as fuck
so can we get a name for this guy who saved him and inspired him to become a hero, then? I’m super curious about him now
#bnha#boku no hero academia#sir nighteye#aizawa shouta#toogata mirio#amajiki tamaki#kirishima eijirou#midoriya izuku#bnha spoilers#mha spoilers#makeste reads bnha#so like#the way I understand mirio's quirk though#best case scenario if he had released the quirk at the wrong time while he was still in the basement wall or floor#he would have gone shooting out due to the whole 'mass can't overlap' thing#and worst case scenario#he would have been fucking decapitated or some shit according to what his lemilliodad says in chapter 152#as always mirio the logistics of your quirk scare the living daylights out of me#god bless you son#you truly know no fear
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