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blancetude · 2 years
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De-Stress
Sub!Gorou x Dom!Male!Reader
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𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: It isn’t easy being a general of a whole rebellion. Good thing you’re there to help your superior de-stress.
18+ ONLY. MINORS DNI.
**NOT PROOFREAD**
𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: praise kink, use of the name ‘puppy’ ig, big dick reader, slight over stimulation, kinda mean reader if you squint really hard, degrading (use of whore)
𝖒𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
Being the general for a large rebellion wasn’t a walk in the park. Gorou had to learn the hard way that you needed to move mountains and carve rivers in order to gain the trust and respect of the soldiers you were to lead to victory.
Some days he just wanted to quit, feeling like the pressure would bury him alive but he kept fighting not only for the future of Inazuma and His Excellency, but for a very special soldier he met in a tiny village south of Narukami Island.
Your relationship started off just like any other, full of mutual respect and understanding. He couldn’t pinpoint when the line of your relationship blurred and turned from friendly idle conversation about the weather to you bending his smaller body over any available surface and fucking him till he was a drooling crying mess.
Just like now, the stress of the day had been too much for Gorou so he impatiently tapped his fingers against his bicep waiting for the meeting to wrap up, missing the knowing giggles a shrine maiden shared with Kokomi as they watched an antsy Gorou practically sprint out of the tent in search for you.
When he was finally in the privacy of your small camping ground trapped under your larger body with his skin flushed and exposed for your hungry eyes, he knew you would melt all his stress away.
The boy almost second guessed his decision but you were too quick to slot your lips against his, your tongue hot and heavy against his smaller one successfully turning his brain to mush.
“So beautiful” you hummed against his collarbone, the heat of your breath on his flushed skin made him squirm underneath you.
“N-No…” he whined, his slim fingers gripping the sheets below him tightly.
“No?” You echoed, stopping your trail of kisses to his cute little nubs. Your dark eyes flicked up to his red face, cheeks stained beautifully.
“You’re gorgeous my dear.” You took one of his soft hands in your own, giving his wrist a gentle kiss. “So brave, so kind…” you continued to mumble praises, sending the boy beneath you into an almost hazy headspace with all your words.
Gorou would rather die than admit it but he loved when you took your time to worship every little square inch of his body.
Every praise that you would seal with a kiss against his scarred had his heart clenching painfully with the amount of love he held for you.
You worked him up slowly, trailing kisses from his forehead, button nose, plump cheeks, swollen lips, and flawless neck.
He was a work of art and you would let him know it.
“(Y/n)… please…” he managed to let out between soft gasps. Who were you to deny such a precious angel when he asked you so nicely?
Without a second thought you dropped your head, circling your tongue around his hardened nub moaning softly at how his back arched and a soft cry escaped his bruised throat.
You let his flesh go with a soft pop before giving the other the same treatment, all the while your hand snuck down past his defined tummy and over his cute little prick.
“Look at how hard you are my darling,” You cooed sitting up a bit as your rough fingers gently stroked his cock. “So wet and ready for me aren’t you?”
Gorou’s ears flattened against his head as a mewl escaped his kiss swollen lips. He felt a shiver run down his body as your skillful fingers worked wonders.
“Only.. for you…” he whined, hips bucking up into your hand desperate to feel his first of many-to-come releases.
“Now now pup, we don’t want our fun to end so soon hm?” You gave him a sweet smile, one hand holding his rutting hips down firmly against the futon while your other ceased its movements on his cock.
“N-No!” He cried, slim fingers wrapping around your arms. “Please I’ll be good, I promise please please-“
You shut him up with another sloppy kiss, your tongue tracing his sharp canines.
“I know you will baby, I know.” You hummed as you suddenly quickened the pace on his cock, sending your poor lover into a wave crashing orgasm.
You didn’t stop your stroking, not until you pulled another milky load from the crying boy, now weakly pushing against your hand and babbling nonsense of “t’much, please n-no…”
“Come on baby, I know you can give me one more. Just one more okay? You’re such a good boy, I’m so proud of you.” You cooed as you undid your belt, kicking your bottoms off impatiently.
As much as you could lay there and worship your baby boy’s perfect body forever, his cute little noises only made your own needs that much more urgent.
You didn’t miss the way Gorou’s mouth practically watered as you finished stripping off the rest of your clothing, large cock hitting the tip of your toned stomach, tip red and angrily dripping.
Your hands took hold of his plush thighs, easily spreading them only for Gorou to hook his legs around your waist, forcing the blunt tip of your cock to catch on his clenching hole.
You both groaned at the sudden feeling of heat, your patience starting to run thin at his teasing.
“I need to prep you first honey, I don’t wanna hurt you.” You lightly warned, moving a finger to trace around his pink puckered rim.
“I need you now, I can take it I promise!” Gorou pleaded, teary eyes wide and begging and bottom lip trembling slightly, sending your heart into overdrive.
Without another word you reached down to guide the head of your hard length into his awaiting entrance, the fit being almost too tight.
You slowly slide in until your hips met his plush ass, your hands gently stroking his soft thighs as you waited for his signal to move.
Meanwhile Gorou was on cloud nine. His head was tossed back, tears dripping from his eyes as a mind mumbling pleasure rocked his whole being.
You always made sure to take your time and properly prep your baby but this time he was craving for his little hole to hurt.
He thinks he may have unlocked a new favorite sensation as the burning stretch of your cock forced him to feel every. Single. Inch and oh no.
It happened before he could stop it, a weak but steady spurt of cum shot up and decorated his already messy abdomen, hold clenching impossibly tighter around you.
You hissed at the feeling, eyes blown wide at the gorgeous sight under you.
“Did you just cum from just having my cock in?”
Your once sweet and gentle tone was now in disbelief, almost taunting.
More tears spilled down Gorou’s eyes and his tail swished desperately against the sheets in shame.
He couldn’t help it, you were just so big he could practically feel you in his throat.
Your eyes turned dark as an amused smirk graced your handsome features.
“My my, if I had known my little puppy was such a dirty whore, I would have treated you as such from the beginning.”
“M’sorry, I-I it’s so big! Sorry, I’m-“
You suddenly pulled back til the tip of your cock kissed his puckered hole before slamming back in, drawing a loud scream from the boy.
“Oh don’t give up now baby, I need to see more to this side of my cute little puppy.”
You knew Gorou would be mortified knowing that his loud cries and moans probably woke up half the base but that’s okay, that’s why you were there to take care of him.
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blancetude · 2 years
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Cherry Baby
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Sub!Kazuha x SoftDom!GN!Reader
➢ 18+ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍɪɴᴏʀꜱ ᴅɴɪ
➢𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: Kazuha would do anything to please you, even if it means cross dressing in the streets of Inazuma.
➢𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: nsfw, fluff, established relationship,
➢𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: cross-dressing, feminization of Kazuha’s body, public touching, fingering, oral (reader giving), lots of kisses, heavy praise-kink, cum eating, soft!servicedom!reader, exhibitionism.
Words: 2.5k
** NOT PROOFREAD **
➢𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-
When you invited Kazuha for an evening stroll through Inazuma’s city streets, he happily agreed to it not expecting much.
What he didn’t expect however was to see you hold up a bag of clothes with that sweet smile of him asking if he’d wear this because it’s a reward for being such a good boy.
He could almost scoff at that last part. How was cross-dressing in skimpy little number a reward for him?
Kazuha grumbled as he tried to adjust the ridiculously short pink pleaded skirt that would expose his panty-clad ass if he so much as moved half a millimeter.
You’d gifted him a matching baby pink spaghetti strap cami top and softly curled his pale blonde hair, using a big white bow to push his bangs back in a half-up-do to conceal his streak of red.
Not that it did much to really hide his identity, I mean everyone knew which little samurai you spoiled endlessly.
“Don’t pout like that my love, you’ll ruin your makeup.” You tutted him softly, a hand resting gently but possessively on his lower back as you walked past shops and stalls.
“B-But everyone is looking at me…” he whispered back, vermillion eyes flicking here and there not liking how many passing men and women would stare at his soft milk thighs.
“They’re looking at you because you’re the most gorgeous little girl they’ve ever seen. They’re probably jealous that I’m the only one that see what’s under this tiny skirt.” Your hand drifted the hem just below his ass, teasingly playing with the material.
The boy’s cheeks burned at your words and he tried to discreetly press his thighs together to relief some of the growing tension, something that you obviously noticed.
He should have known that you had something else up your sleeve when you presented him with the date idea. You were never one to just stop at one thing, no never.
Before taking him out you made sure to thoroughly pound your precious baby into the mattress until he was dragging his nails down your back, begging and crying for a break. You nestled a pretty black butt plug into his sore little hole, telling him that if he kept in until you pulled it out, that he would get a reward.
Kazuha was the very definition of a people pleaser, always going out of his way to help others and make them happy so of course he could do it!!
It was harder than he thought. Especially when your warm hand lingered on his thighs or rested on his lower back.
“Hello!” A middle-aged woman chirped as you both strolled by. She was holding a basket of wild flowers she was hoping to sell, plucking on out and holding it in front to show you.
“Would you like to buy a flower for your pretty girlfriend?” Kazuha felt more shame send delicious shivers down his body at the innocent woman’s words.
“Hm, you have a good eye ma’am.” You chuckled elegantly, wrapping an arm around the boy and pulling him flush against your side. “My little dove is absolutely stunning isn’t she?”
You pressed a loving kiss to his temple before pulling away and taking your wallet out. “I’ll take a dozen Cecilias.”
The women smiled warmly and nodded along, also falling for your refined charm.
Kazuha took the beautiful bouquet in his slim hands, eyes sparkling at the pretty petals. He held them up to his nose, inhaling the sweet scent.
“They’re beautiful. Thank you.” Kazuha mumbled shyly behind the flowers, a little smile on his lips as he followed you down the street.
“Can I get a proper thank you?” You teased, pulling him closer to a small side street by a few food stalls.
The blonde huffed in embarrassment as he looked around, trying to avoid your lustful gaze on his blushing face.
“Okay but, j-just one.” He screwed his eyes shut and pushed himself up on his tip toes to place a quick kiss on your cheek.
“That’s it?” You feigned dissatisfaction, placing your hands on his waist. “Can’t I have just a little taste?”
You moved your lips down to his neck, playfully nipping on his fading bruises from earlier. He wanted to pull away but the way your hands smoothed down his back, grabbing a handful of his ass had him moaning and pushing back into your hold, forgetting where both stood in clear sight of anyone walking by.
You were just too good with your lips. Your kisses alone could have his mind a jumbled mess and knees feeling like jelly.
“Not yet baby, soon I promise.” You chuckled hotly against his ear, gently pushing his hips back as he was unconsciously grinding his hardening cock against your tummy.
Kazuha gave a soft whine which you hushed with a quick peck to his pouting lips.
“Why don’t we get some drink before we head home?” You pulled a dizzy Kazuha further down the street to Tomoki’s dango stand.
“Hello (Y/n) and…” Tomoki tilted his head as he looked at Kazuha curiously. “I’m sorry I don’t think we’ve met.”
Kazuha almost snorted at the vendors words. Surely he wasn’t that unrecognizable?
You gave a smug grin, gently pushing Kazuha closer to the man. “This pretty little princess is my girlfriend Kazumi.” Okay now if Tomoki believed you then he truly was an idiot.
“It’s a please Miss Kazumi!” Tomoki bowed, a soft blush covering his cheeks as he tried his best not to let his eyes roam the expanse of the boys soft body.
Oh Archons.
“Hel- Hng!” Kazuha slapped a hand over his mouth, cheeks burned bright as he looked back at you in horror.
You took advantage of the boy being distracted and stood behind him, letting your hand slip under the skirt and poke playfully at the plug, the tip moving dangerously close to his sweet spot.
Tomoki’s brows furrowed in concern at Kazuha’s flushed complexion. He pulled up a seat and mentioned for the blonde to sit in it.
“Are you okay? Do you need water?”
Kazuha quickly shook his head, helpless as you sat on the offered bench and plopped your lover onto your lap, the plug pushing in deeper.
“She’s okay; aren’t you princess?” You wrapped your arms around his waist, your thumbs swiping lovingly against his hairless thighs.
Kazuha whimpered quietly and nodded, pushing the flowers down to cover his hard little prick.
“Hey Tomoki, what’s the new drink you’re selling? I heard all about it, I’m curious to try.” You grinned at the man, breaking him out of his slight daze seeing Kazuha perched so nicely on your lap.
The boy’s thighs trembled slightly and his glossy cherry lips were parted to let out shaky breathes and whimpers as you held his hips to grind down against you discretely.
“Y-Yes right away!” Tomoki ripped his eyes away and worked quick to make the dango milk.
“Did you get excited having Tomoki see you being so irresistible baby?” You began to place soft kisses to his nape while one hand went to hold the tip of the plug, slowly pulling on it till the thickest part resisted.
Kazuha’s legs kicked out at the sudden push of pleasure, his poor little cock beginning to hurt with the lack of contact.
“You’re so so good for me. How did I get so lucky to have such a perfect little angel.” You began to suck a fresh bruise on the back of the boys neck, groaning softly as his naturally sweet scent filled your senses.
“(Y/n)– people are around–“
“But look at how excited you are my dove. Feel how your little pussy sucks in your toy?” You whispered filth into the poor boys ear, setting a slow and torturous pace.
“Here’s your drink, a sweet dango milk!”
Even though the vendor was right in front of you both, your pace didn’t stop. In fact it increased.
“Come now little one, take the drink from the nice man.” You cooed, knowing full well if he lifted his arms the flowers would fall and expose his cute little bulge.
With shaky hands, Kazuha tried to to adjust the flowers on his lap. “Th-ah- Thank you Sir.”
Tomoki’s pupils seemed to be blown wide as he watched the beautiful blonde grip the bottle in his small hands, the left strap of his cami slipping down his shoulder so teasingly.
“Well?” You hummed, “aren’t you going to taste it?” You paused thrusting the toy through his panties for a moment to allow Kazuha to bring the bottle to his plush lips.
As soon as the sweetness coated his tongue, you pressed the plug even harder into him abusing his already sensitive prostate.
Kazuha couldn’t hold back the loud cry that ripped from his mouth, the grip on the bottle loosened and the milk spilled down his thin cami, the wet material allowing his pebbled nipples to peek out from beneath.
If Tomoki wasn’t sure what was happening before, he really did now. The blonde’s eyes filled with tears, the deep shame and embarrassment burned deep in his core almost tipping him over the edge of a mind blowing orgasm.
You quick stood, scooping your boyfriend in your arms and tossing a small bag of mora on the stall counter.
Without another word you half ran to an empty alleyway away from all curious eyes and a very flustered Tomoki who needed to adjust his pants a bit.
“(Y/n)– (Y/n) please–“ Kazuha whined as you pushed him up against the side of a building, hands pushing up the tiny skirt to show his leaking cock pressing painfully against the thin panties.
“Shush my dove I know, you did so so good. Always such a good little girl for me, I’m so proud of you.” You slipped the panties down till they hung uselessly around one of his ankles.
“Look at your little clit, it’s so wet and pretty.” You cooed, getting down on your knees and rubbing your finger against red top collecting some pre-cum.
“You spilled milk all the way down here as well. I can’t let you walk home like this.” You pondered out loud, tongue gently licking his quivering thighs.
Kazuha bit his lip, his crimson eyes wide and teary as he watched your beautiful figure kneel before him and lick him so lovingly.
“It’s so sweet baby, but not as sweet as here right?” You kissed the tip of his cock, the blonde’s hips bucking up as he finally got you where he needed you.
“Oh please– I can’t wait anymore I’ll do anything!” He desperately sobbed, the ache in his tummy becoming too much.
Deciding not to torture the poor boy any long you ducked your head down, taking his little cock into your mouth in one fell swoop, the tip just barley hitting the back of your throat.
Everything about your baby was so cute and small, the need to hold and protect him always awakened something feral in you.
Kazuha brought a hand up to his mouth to hold back his cries as he bucked his hips into your hot wet cavern. Your cheeks hollowed around him and your hands moved back up his thighs.
One gently played with his little balls and the other gripped the top of the plug again, starting to pull pull pull, until a wet lewd pop was heard.
You popped off the blonde’s cock as soon as you felt the tiny thing became to twitch, and his thrusts grew more frantic and sloppy signaling he was close.
A loud whine echoed in the empty alleyway at the pause but Kazuha didn’t care if someone saw or heard you two anymore. All he could thing about having your skillful lips back on him taking him to the stars.
You stood up, tilting the boy’s chin up so you could distract him with a few sweet and slow kisses. Your hand shoved the plug into your back pocket for safekeeping before you went back to work, plunging two fingers into Kazuha’s clenching hole.
Your boyfriend flinched and hissed against your lips, tears beginning to fall down his red cheeks leaving a trail of light mascara and smudged lip gloss.
“Shh, I know baby. I know it hurts but you can handle it right? Be my good little girl and let me get one more out of this dripping pussy?” Kazuha felt his eyes roll into the back of his head at your words and fingers scissoring him open, bending and searching for–
“AHN!”
There it is.
Your fingers drilled hard thrusts against his already sensitive prostate, slipping in another and another until he was filled up to the brim with four magical fingers.
“Fuck princess, you really love having your little cunt stretched and pounded don’t you? Wanna squirt all over your pretty skirt and panties? Walk home without them and let everyone see your pretty thighs?”
Kazuha couldn’t handle all the stimulation at once he needed to finish with you. He rushed down to grab the hem of your pants and try to slip a hand in before you swatted him away.
“No not today baby, this is about you.” You brought his lips to yours again, swallowing any protests and moans.
You pressed Kazuha up against the wall a little tighter, one hand hiking a thick thigh around your hip letting the boy grind his leaking cock against your tummy leaving a mess of precum against your dark shirt.
“Look at how gorgeous you look angel.” You said with eyes filled with so much love and softness that directly rivaled the filthy actions of your skilled hands.
Kazuha was already shy at your endless compliments and praise that filled his heart full and made him look away but combine that with the way the soft material of your shirt was rubbing against his leaking tip and your fingers now focused purely on his bundle of nerves set his whole being on fire, his climax quickly approaching as his hands gripped your arms in warning.
You grinned against his lips before dropping to your knees and swallowing the dripping cock all the way down and sucking.
The boys vision turned white and shocks rocked his whole body as he shot a thick hot load down your throat which you happily drank right up, addicted to the sweet taste.
Kazuha hiccuped as he weakly tried to pull away from the overstimulation but you were intent on making his knees jelly.
You finally pulled away after suckling gently on his softening tip, silently standing and slotting your lips on his once more, a weak moan left his sore throat when you pushed some of his own cum into his mouth, the mixed taste of the dango milk and his own release being the final straw and his legs gave out under him.
You laughed and caught him just in time, caressing the boys wet cheek against your warm palm.
If he was beautiful before, he was absolutely breathtaking now.
His long lashes were clumped with tears and ruined makeup that slide now his red tear-stain cheeks, and his kiss-swollen lips were a mess of smudge lip gloss, spit, and cum.
But most beautiful of all was his big doll eyes that looked so far away, lost in his still tortuous pleasure.
“I love you so much my perfect little princess.”
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blancetude · 2 years
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Of Rain & Lilacs
Alpha!Jungkook x Omega!Chubby!Reader
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❝ I broke my rules for you. ❞
* This is a chapter prequel for an upcoming series ‘Autumn Leaves’ OT7 x Omega!Chubby!Reader
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𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: When Jeon Jungkook first met the strange Omega everyone had been whispering of she looked every bit like a delicate butterfly, not knowing he would eventually pluck her wings.
𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: strangers to lovers to estranged (?) Angst, Eventual Comfort, Fluff, Verbal & Physical Bullying, Fat Shaming, Eventual Dubcon Smut-ish, Lots of Tears
𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱
If you were to ask your high school classmates to describe you in one word they would all say the same thing: Strange.
Now fast-forward four years later and ask your university peers the same thing. This time they would all say: Definitely strange.
Growing up you always knew you were a bit different. If it wasn’t your mother constantly reminding you to stop saying good morning to all the trees you passed or apologizing to a rose bush for picking a drying stem off of it because people don’t like different, they’ll laugh at you.
Your father would console your mother telling her it was you just being a kid, that you’ll grow out of it when you presented, but that was just the beginning.
Nights were filled with screaming matches from your mother as she picked at your clothes and hairstyles deeming them embarrassing to your family, that your siblings are too ashamed to be seen with you cause who wears huge sun hats and knee-high boots together? It was already bad that you’d presented as an Omega in a long lineage of Alphas.
Your family lived in an uber religious rural town in the countryside so imagine the utter scandal you caused at age 15 when you showed up to church sporting a pink buzz cut with cute little red hearts after your mother yelled at you the night before for wanting to give yourself an undercut.
You still traced the scar on your arm you got after your father threw a bottle at you for daring to humiliate him like that.
Their constant ill-treatment didn’t stop after you’d graduated and moved to a university 6 hours away however. The occasional phone call from your mom or bother telling you that you wouldn’t amount to anything would remind you that yes they were still (unfortunately) alive and well.
At least now when you walked through the halls of your school in your rainbow waistcoat, people would whisper when you’d walk by and not saying something to your face.
“Hey freak! Come here!”
Maybe you spoke too soon.
Choi Gaeun. Her name means “kind” and “beautiful” you could scoff at that. Sure she looked like she stepped straight out of a magazine but she was anything but kind.
Gaeun has got it out for you since you’d moved into the city. You’d barely spoken a full sentence to the girl before the whole campus had your name spilling from their lips with sordid slander attached.
“Hellllooo? You stupid or somethin?”
You sighed and clutched your purse, ready to escape any venom dipped words Gaeun was ready to toss your way but you were too late.
You almost escaped but Gaeun was faster. She had put a perfectly manicured hand on your shoulder and shoved you back down onto the bench you were enjoying your smoothie on.
“Aren’t omegas supposed to be obedient little rats?” The Alpha girl sneered, her posse of other rich Alphas from elite families lingering behind her like ducklings.
“What do you want Gaeun?” You muttered, hand clutching the strap of your fuzzy purse tightly as you looked around nervously.
It was fruitless to expect anyone to help. Most of the other students either ignored the situation, quietly watched from a distance, or asked if you were okay after the group of bullies were out of sight.
You just wanted to enjoy your smoothie in peace before your next class but Gaeun’s life goal was to ruin any chance at peace you desired.
“Oh so it does speak, at least it’s not completely stupid.” Another girl, Jangmi if you remembered correctly, laughed from Gaeun’s left.
Gaeun crossed her arms in front of her busty chest, her eyes looking you up and down.
“Oh I’m sorry, did I interrupt your conversation with the grass?” A chorus of laughter erupted behind her as you shrunk into yourself.
Sticks and stones, sticks and stones.
“I-I have to go to class…” you made a move to stand but was pushed back down again, this time hard enough that you dropped your smoothie all over yourself resulting in a lot of unwanted stares and laughter shot your way.
A deep flush burned your ears as you frantically took your sweater off and tried to dab the mess away all the while Gaeun pointed and laughed loudly.
“Are you okay?” The crowd hushed as the one and only Jeon Jungkook, prized Alpha and most sought after student on campus, pushed passed the hoard and kneeled down in front of you, picking up your soiled purse from the ground.
“Kookie!” Gaeun chirped, her voice going up several octaves as she twirled a bleached strand of hair between her nimble fingers.
Jungkook looked back for a brief second, shooting her a friendly smile.
“I’m oka-“
“She’s fine!” Gaeun stepped between you two as Jungkook and you got up. She was quick to dust off your shoulder as if that would do anything and bat her expensive eyelashes at the star Alpha.
“She‘s just a clumsy little thing, right?”
You fought the urge to roll your eyes at her desperate change of attitude. You were certain she would bark if Jungkook asked her to.
Gaeun pinched your elbow hard at your lack of response making you quickly nod your head and look down at your ruined shoes.
Jungkook didn’t look all too convinced as he handed you your purse, a frown weighing heavy on his handsome features.
“But your cute sweater is all sticky now…”
Your head snapped up in surprise, not expecting the simple compliment from the most popular Alpha on campus.
Gaeun’s jaw clenched for a brief moment, a sure sign that you would pay for it later.
Before you could mutter a thank you the heavy bells rang out through the stone walls, signaling the start of your afternoon class.
Most students who stayed to watch the scene unfold were now rushing to make it to their assigned buildings.
“Oh! We have to go!” Gaeun was quick to hug Jungkook’s toned arm to her chest, not shy to press herself against him flirtatiously. “We need to go to class Kookie!”
When she saw that you weren’t moving she shot you a warning glare, her eyes flashing a dangerous shade of red.
You tensed at the silent threat and scooped up the rest of your things, wanting nothing more than to make it back to your tiny apartment and mourn your soiled sweater in peace.
“Wait, you can’t walk around like that- here.”
A tiny gasp left your lips when Jungkook slipped off his dark green hoodie, his shirt riding up just enough to tease his firm stomach.
Your eyes shot nervously between his extended arm and Gaeun’s equally shocked expression.
If you took his offer you’d no doubt be mauled by Gaeun and her pack of mindless followers, but if you didn’t take his offer you’d hurt the kind Alpha’s feelings AND have to suffer the walk back to your place in a goopy sticky mess.
Jungkook didn’t really give you a chance to make a decision before he was gently helping you tug off your garment, his sweater now drowning your much smaller figure.
Your mouth open and closed, no words coming out as you tried to thank him but also save your neck as Gaeun’s raspberry scent was turning dangerously sour.
“There, much better!” His lips turned up in the most breathtaking bunny smile you’d ever seen. “See you around okay?”
And with that the boy turned and walked away, a now pouty and whining Gaeun tugging on his arm looking like a child throwing a tantrum.
You felt like your feet where melting into the ground holding you hostage. Did that really just happen? Did Jeon Jungkook of all people on this ridiculously huge campus give you his equally ridiculously huge sweater?
You would convince yourself it most definitely was a dream if it wasn’t for the scent of fresh rain and lilacs that gripped your entire being, your knees suddenly becoming wobbly and your heart rate speeding up.
So this was the smell of an elite Alpha.
Sure you came from a family of pure Alphas who had a wide variety of scents but nothing compared to Jungkook’s scent.
Jungkook’s scent seeped deep into your bones, turning your brain into mush until all your omega could pitifully whine was Alpha, Alpha, Alpha.
Oh this was not good at all.
You shut your stupid Omega instincts that preened for the boy away as you scurried off in the opposite direction to your apartment. The sooner you took the delicious smelling garment off the sooner your mind would stop racing with foolish thoughts of a certain Alpha.
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The next morning you paced back and forth in your one room apartment, fingers nervously fiddling with the sleeve of your cardigan as you thought of ways to approach Jungkook and thank him for lending you his sweater yesterday.
You had baked him cookies as a thank you, said treats were packaged in a frog patterned bag with a silky purple bow holding it shut.
It wasn’t too childish was it?
What if he didn’t like cookies, what if he didn’t even want his sweater back cause you washed it and now it smells like you and he doesn’t want his lover to think he’s two-timing them and you’d unintentionally home wreck a beautiful relationship–
You rushed to your bedroom and dove head first into your nest, desperately gathering as much blankets as you could and rolling yourself up tightly in them.
The weight of the comforters gently eased your nerves that were building up into a panic attack.
You hummed to yourself as you willed your emotions to still, not wanting to ruin your day before it even started.
Jeon Jungkook wasn’t like Gaeun. He wouldn’t make you feel icky and sad like she did. His smile was friendly, not condescending like everyone else’s.
After a few minutes you unraveled yourself from your safety cocoon and gathered your things, ready to thank your savior.
Or maybe not.
You only had one class with Jungkook in the afternoon but it was almost impossible to approach the tall boy as he was always surrounded by numerous admirers.
You couldn’t blame the small crowd that followed him everywhere, I mean he was Jeon Jungkook for God’s sake.
Jungkook came from a family of Elite Alphas, much like yours. Elite Alphas were the top of the food chain, many becoming A list celebrities, doctors, or important business people.
To be born into an Elite Alpha line was nothing short of a great honor. Except for you.
Omegas weren’t rare but being born an omega from an Elite Alpha line certainly was. Omega’s we’re almost always looked down upon if they weren’t anything but obedient little caregivers. The highest position an Omega could have was a model, but only because they were already seen as objects to dress up and gawk at.
You got the short end of the stick Gaeun would tell you often. Not only were you an embarrassing Elite Omega but you were fat, nasty, ugly.
Sure you were curvier than the average student on your campus, your thighs thicker, hips wider and tummy softer but you weren’t a monster.
You always knew that although you had Elite blood running through your veins, it meant nothing as long as you were an Omega.
You peeked around the corner of the wall you were trying to hide behind from as you watched Jungkook bid his friends goodbye, no doubt making his way back to the Alpha dorm for his zero period.
Waiting three Mississippis, you half jogged down the hall to catch up to the raven-haired boy, slightly out of breath as you called out to him.
Jungkook pulled his earbud out from his right ear before turning, his head slightly tilted in surprise before he gave you the same friendly smile from yesterday when he saw who called him.
“Oh! Hey cherry!” You stopped before him, now it was your turn to tilt your head. “Um, cherry? Why am I- oh!” You awkwardly laughed and lightly smacked your forehead with your palm.
“Cause of the cherry smoothie I spilled all over myself yeah-“ oh this was painful.
Jungkook laughed lightly, clearly meaning the nickname with no ill intent.
“Was it that obvious it was cherry? Oh no did I really walk around smelling like that?” You thought out loud, Jungkook quirking a pierced eyebrow up in amusement at your rambling.
“No it wasn’t that strong you smell more like-“ He suddenly leaned in close giving you a clear reminder of how much larger he was compared to you. “Old books and sweet coffee. Cute.”
You squeaked and jumped back, your eyes wide as Jungkook leaned back, loud laughter rocking his shoulders happily.
You frowned and pushed the bag containing his sweater and treats into his arms.
“I was going to thank you for helping me yesterday but now I’m second guessing my decision…” you grumbled at the boy.
Jungkook wiped an imaginary tear from his eye before catching the bag in his arms.
His big eyes sparkled in interest as he dug his inked arm into the bag, pulling out your gratitude cookies.
“What’s this?” He smiled inspecting the cute packing.
“I’m bad at words so I hope you like cookies.” You explained with a shy smile.
Jungkook wasted no time in shoving the rest of the bag under one arm, his fingers working open the bag and popping a whole cookie into his mouth, moaning softly at the sweet taste.
You willed any improper thoughts away as you watched him savor his treat.
“These are really good! Did you make them?” He spoke around the cookie, looking like a happy bunny chewing away.
You blushed lightly at his praise, your pigtails bouncing as you nodded happily.
“Yep! I call them. Smeaches!”
Jungkook stopped mid bite into another cookie as he looked down at you muddled.
“A who?”
“A smeach!” You corrected him, “a sugar cookie but with a smidge of peach so you know, smeaches.”
You stated it so matter-of-factly that Jungkook almost felt foolish for questioning you.
There was a pause between you two before the Alpha erupted into another fit of laughter, getting the attention of a few passing students wondering why he was even talking to you.
“Smeaches, oh man that’s the best thing I’ve heard all year.” He groaned as his laughter was starting to cause an ache in his tummy.
You tried to look offended but his laughter was too infectious so you joined in with your own light giggle, happy that Jungkook liked his gift.
“Thank you for this…” he looked a little unsure, eyebrows raised a bit as he tried to remember your name.
“(Y/n)!” You introduced yourself with a shy smile.
“Oh right! Sorry I know we have a class together, I don’t know why I didn’t introduce myself to you sooner. I’m Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook. It’s a pleasure.”
He held out a hand for you to shake which you didn’t hesitate to do, trying not to think too much about how his hand practically swallowed yours whole.
Of course you already knew his name, I mean this is Jeon Jungkook we’re talking about, who didn’t know him?
“The pleasure is all mine Jungkook.” You politely stated, a bit reluctant to drop your hand to your side awkwardly.
“Then, I’ll see you around yeah?”
You tried not to show the disappointment on your features as he took a step back, fixing the bag that was under his arm.
Maybe this would be the last time you got to talk to him, considering his popularity and how hard it was to get him alone.
Oh well, you paid his kindness forward that’s all you needed to do anyway.
“Yeah, see you!” You waved him goodbye, watching as he continued down the path to the dorms, happily munching on the cookies.
Except it wasn’t the last time you would run into the Alpha.
It wasn’t even a week since your last talk that he plopped down onto the bench next to you in the courtyard as you were writing a paper for your sociology class, catching you completely off guard.
He didn’t come alone, happily introducing you to his Beta friend Yugeom.
You learned that they were both majoring in Ethnomusicology, something that had you thinking he couldn’t be any cooler than he was now.
The three of you chatted for a bit before you needed to head to your next class, a promise to finish your conversation another time.
Slowly but surely your path would cross with Jungkook’s a friendly relationship blossoming between you both much to your excitement and Gaeun’s frustration.
Her bullying got worse the more you and Jungkook spoke to each other. What started off as verbal harassment was bleeding into a shoulder shove here or a jab from her elbow there.
You willed yourself to ignore her as much as possible. You were used to her commenting on your looks and bizarre mannerisms but when she poked your exposed arms and told you that nobody wanted to see a fat pig running around, you’d hug yourself and walk away as fast as you could, not daring to let her see the tears stinging your eyes.
You couldn’t help that your body was shaped different, that the trees bid you good day, that the clouds and the sky smiled back at you and that you were positive the stray cats you fed understood you.
You had a friend or two growing up but it was nothing compared to how Jungkook almost seemed to seek you out, a new friend trailing behind him waiting to meet the odd omega he would often bring up.
Even his friends thought you were strange. Not in a bad way of course, in an almost refreshing kind of way.
You weren’t afraid to speak your mind, you always gave them weird but yummy home baked treats and you didn’t seem to swoon over the fact that they were Alphas.
Most other people would try to use their sub-gender as a means to talk to them, always with the intent of mating or being close for future connections but you weren’t like that at all. You liked Jungkook and his friends for who they were.
Jungkook often thought about how it seemed like this was the first time you even had friends to begin with.
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Of Rain & Lilacs
Part 02
Alpha!Jungkook x F!Omega!Chubby!Reader
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❝ I broke my rules for you. ❞
PART 01
➢ 𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: When Jeon Jungkook first met the strange Omega everyone had been whispering of she looked every bit like a delicate butterfly, not knowing he would eventually pluck her wings.
➢ 𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: angst, fluff, dub-con, strangers to friends to lovers to estranged (lol)
➢ 𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: Verbal & Physical Bullying, Fat Shaming, Eventual Dubcon Smut-ish, Lots of Tears
➢ 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔡 𝔠𝔬𝔲𝔫𝔱: 4.1k
** NOT PROOFREAD **
➢ 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙
➢ 𝔱𝔞𝔤𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱: @thiccchocolatebar @mwitsmejk
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You huffed as you tried to scratch the annoying itch under your wellness collar. The thick strap of leather hung heavy on your neck and made it uncomfortable to keep on for long.
“Must suck wearing those, they look so restrictive.” Yugeom whispered from where he sat across from you.
You’d gone to the library in hopes of some productive study time before the upcoming exam weeks when you’d run into the giant baby-faced beta.
It was only your second time hanging out with him without Jungkook there, first being a short walk to the science building, but you found his presence to be rather calming. He was adorable and fun to talk to so you didn’t feel awkward at all.
“Yeah, I wish they weren’t mandatory, I mean not all Alphas are lust-driven maniacs waiting to bond with anything on legs.”
Yugeom gave you a sympathetic nod and pout, agreeing that it wasn’t fair.
“Amen sis.”
Since the beginning of time, the government had put heavy restrictions and laws onto Omegas, specifically unmated ones. Those who did not have a mate must wear what they do affectionately call a Wellness Collar, though there was nothing nice about it, it was useful in preventing accidental or forced bonds onto Omegas.
You had no problem with being safe but they were uncomfortable and made you look like cattle. Only mated Omegas were allowed to take them off, them being deemed ‘owned’ already.
If you had it your way you would make Alphas who couldn’t control themselves wear muzzles, why were Omegas the ones who needed to suffer?
“At least yours is cute.” Yugeom added, pointing to a butterfly stick on the left side of your collar.
Your chest puffed out in pride at his compliment, happy that your decorating skills are finally being acknowledged.
“You should see my apartment, I got a lot of crazy cool stuff going on in there.”
“Wow you‘d invite Yugeom before me? And I thought we were close.” You froze as the familiar scent of rain and lilacs filled your entire being.
Jungkook grinned and took the seat next to you after giving Yugeom a side hug, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as a friendly greeting as well.
The Alpha looked like he just got out of the gym, his sleeveless black tee shirt did almost nothing to hide his inked arm and firmly toned biceps.
You had to look away before you actually drooled on your textbook.
“Of course she’d invite me first, I’m obviously the cuter one.” Yugeom grinned, running a hand through his dirty blonde hair.
Jungkook laughed and rolled his eyes before turning to you and giving you the biggest puppy-dog eyes.
“(Y/n)ie, invite me too I wanna see your crazy cool stuff.”
You thought about it for a millisecond before agreeing. It wouldn’t be so bad to have two very handsome boys in your apartment, right?
“Okay, how about this Friday?” You tilted your head in thought.
“A sleepover! I’ll bring the drinks!” Yugeom whisper yelled, fists pumping in the air.
Jungkook tsked at his friends suggestion even if it did sound fun. “Don’t just make plans on your own Yug,” The Alpha scolded. “It’s up to Cherry here on what we do.”
Yugeom raised a brow at his friends words. “Are you sure cause (Y/n) more excited about the idea than I do.”
Jungkook turned back to see your eyes wide and practically sparking at the suggestion.
You blushed softly and looked down, twiddling your fingers shyly at being caught. “Sorry– This is just the first time I’ve had someone so excited to hang out with me, a sleep over sounds fun.”
The boys felt their hearts clench at how pure and innocent you were.
“Don’t worry, we’re gonna show you how to properly conduct a sleep over, trust me I’m a professional.” Jungkook gave you that charming boyish grin that made your cheeks feel hot.
“Party at (Y/n)’s!” Yugeom cheered before getting numerous shushing from all around.
“Sorry sorry-“ Jungkook bowed as you covered your mouth to muffle your giggles.
“We should head out, it’s getting late and I have a test tomorrow morning.” You sighed, starting to pack your things up, Yugeom doing the same.
The three of you barely made it out of the pine double doors before you heard, “Kookie!”
Gaeun and Jangmi stood in their expensive designer clothes looking every bit like vogue models.
Their eyes slim and seductive as they eyed Jungkook and Yugeom so openly, you’d think they’d jump them on the spot.
“Hey Gaeun, finishing class?” Jungkook gave her a friendly smile, Yugeom waving politely to his side.
“Hi– oh you’re here too...” Gaeun’s smile dropped when she saw you in between the two tall boys.
You gripped the strap of your purse tightly, trying not to show your nervous ticks.
“Are you two free Friday? We were planning on going out for drinks!” Gaeun smiled, her perfect pearly teeth peeking out behind glossy cherry lips.
“I thought it was a girls night?” Jangmi questioned, earning an elbow jab to the ribs from her friend.
Jungkook shook his head, his heavy arm slinging over your shoulder. “Sorry but we promised (Y/n)ie that we’d have our own girls night.”
“Maybe next time!” Yugeom concluded before bidding the girls a good night and dragging you off.
“Jangmi looked like she was gonna eat me.” Yugeom shivered dramatically making you laugh, trying not to think about the warmth of Jungkook’s firm side against your arm.
The boys walked you to the end of the large campus happily chatting away about the most mundane things that made your cheeks hurt from the amount of smiles they forced out of you.
Gaeun couldn’t tear her eyes away from the way Jungkook pressed you against his side, almost like he cared for you more than he led on.
She clenched her fist tightly to her side, knuckles white against her already milky skin.
It should have been her with Jungkook. She was always chased by man after man, so why would she get him to spare her even the smallest glance?
She watched until the three of you disappeared from sight before swiftly turning on her heels and stalking off, a worried Jangmi behind her.
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By the time Friday rolled around, you were a nervous wreck. Your hands and knees were raw from all the time you spent on them scrubbing and cleaning every inch of your small apartment.
Now you were at the little convenience store across the street trying to decide what kind of snacks you’d get for your friends.
You weren’t too picky with what you liked and you hoped they were the same. Without much thought you loaded your little basket with a small mountain of snacks and went to the front to pay.
The cashier was a cute looking girl, tall and slim with wavy brown hair and big doll eyes. She didn’t look much younger than yourself.
She must be new you thought, you hadn’t seen here before and you came to the store regularly. Still she looked strangely familiar.
She greeted you with a bright smile that turned her eyes into crescents when it was your turn.
You looked down at your basket, suddenly feeling insecure of the amount of food you had. It was almost like suddenly everyone was watching you, their eyes digging into the back of your head.
Should you put some of them back? They probably weren’t surprised someone your size would get so much junk food. I mean look at you.
Your fingers shook slightly as you lifted the basket onto the white counter, trying to shield the view of your snack mountain with your body as best you could, your eyes glued down.
Just pay and leave, simple as that.
You saw the girls slim fingers bring the basket closer to herself before a gasp left her lips.
There it was. You just knew she was going to comment on your choices.
“Oh my god! They brought the honey butter chips back?! Where did you get these?” The girl held the bag up with both hands beside her pretty face.
You looked up, blinking at her unexpected question.
“Uh… I found them by the drinks.” You pointed dumbly behind you in the vague direction.
“I can’t believe it! I need to put some aside before they sell out! I’ve been waiting for this flavor since like forever ago!” Her bubbly voice rang a bit loud, her hands waving wildly by her sides as she spoke.
You couldn’t help the laugh that left your lips at how she reacted.
“Have you tried the apple flavor? It’s so good! Well not as good as these of course but wow they’re yummy!” She happily chatted away, barely letting you get more than a few words in as she recommended snack after snack while she scanned and bagged your items.
“Thanks for the recommendations, I can tell you have good taste.” You smiled, looping the bag around your wrist.
“I promise you won’t regret it!” She nodded, “I’m hoping to become a chef when I’m older, so I like trying new flavors.”
“How old are you?” You questioned.
“Oh I’m 18!” She held out her hand for you to shake which you gladly did. Her skin was cool and you could almost faintly smell crisp apples and strawberries.
All workers were required to apply scent blocker patches onto their necks as to not attract or disrupt their daily duties but the cashier’s scent was refreshing and welcoming, you guessed just like her personality.
“I’m Saeun! Nice to meet you…” she tilted her head cutely, waiting for you to say your own name.
“Oh! I’m (Y/n), it’s nice to meet you as well.”
Saeun quickly bowed in respect making you laugh at her cute actions. She really was just a kid.
“I hope to see you again (Y/n)!” You hummed and waved, taking your bag out and quickly making your way back to your apartment.
Saeun was adorable, you wished you had a little sister like her. You were the middle child, two older brothers before you and two younger brothers after you.
Being the only girl in a family of boys would sound like a dream for most but it was anything like that for you.
Your Mother made it her life goal to make you feel like your birth was a mistake. You wanted to believe that she did love you at one point in time, maybe when you were a baby but what made her change her mind?
She began to grow colder and colder the older you got. You were never pretty enough, skinny enough, smart enough. Once you presented as an Omega, whatever little love and kindness (if any at all) your Mother had for you disappeared in an instant.
You still faintly remember her retreating figure, disgusted and angry drowning her aging face when you called out for her in fear. The awakening of your wolf was unfamiliar and frightening and you just needed your mommy, please I’m scared.
Your Father was no better, if not worse. He was only a spectator in your endless torture. Only focusing on his sons, even turning the youngest boys against you.
Your youngest brother was such an angel as a child, never leaving you out despite your mother warning him to not get too close to you. He’d sneak into your room at night and huddle with you under your thin covers, giving you some snacks he’d sneaked out when your mother sent you to bed without dinner.
He too changed. When he presented as an Elite Alpha just as his other brothers have, he began to pull away. Your Father told him he was special, that he should not be around a Lowly Omega, that he was better.
You hadn’t thought of him much until this moment. Despite taking the first chance at escaping your family, you still tried to get into contact with your siblings. It wasn’t their fault they were brainwashed, you still loved them. If only they would pick up your calls.
Bing!
You fished your cellphone out of your back pocket, looking through the spam of texts Yugeom and Jungkook sent you in the group chat they created.
You laughed to yourself at their childish use of bunny and puppy stickers after almost every message, letting you know that they were on their way.
You tossed the bag of snacks onto the coffee table that was pushed to the other side of the room, a large mess of pillows and blankets took charge in the middle of your living room.
Despite living with only Alphas, you had no idea what their sleeping needs where. Your Omega became anxious at the sight of the mess. Only having known to make nests, your fingers twitched at the need to make the biggest most fluffiest nest for the boys. But would they be uncomfortable?
Nests were a sacred thing for Omegas. It was so raw and intimate, to be let into an Omega’s nest meant that they trusted you with their life.
You didn’t have time to think it over when two loud knocks followed by a call of your name made you flinch.
Shit they’re here already?
You threw a few pillows around before rushing to the door, swinging it open to reveal your very handsome and excited looking friends.
Yugeom was clad in a large green university hoodie and grey sweatpants while Jungkook had his signature black basketball shorts and oversized plain white t-shirt.
“(Y/n)ie!” Yugeom stepped in, pulling you into a bone crushing hug despite holding bags of what looked suspiciously like bottles and more snacks. “Ready for the best night of your life?!”
Jungkook tsked and playfully shoved his friend further into the room. “Ignore him.” He rolled his eyes before he smiled warmly at your smaller figure, pulling you into a gentle hug. “Hi cherry.” He almost whispered, lips dangerously close to your ear.
You tried to will your beating heart to relax as you accepted the hug, his warmth so kind and welcoming.
“Hi.” You whispered back, disappointed when he pulled away and walked into your apartment.
He let out a low whistle as his chocolate eyes scanned the low-lit room. Your pink walls were generously filled with pastel colored frames containing art prints from your favorite artists while your multicolored furniture sat comfortably on a black and white checkered rug.
Jungkook felt his heart warm at the sight of the messy nest in the middle of the living room.
Yugeom must have felt the same, his wide eyes focused at the same sight.
You followed their gaze, wondering why they were so quiet before your cheeks flushed.
“Oh! That’s just- my bed isn’t big enough for all of us so I thought we could set camp here.” You walked into the nest and tossed a few blankets around aimlessly to keep yourself from nervously picking at your fingers.
Jungkook took one step forward, reaching out to take one of your hands in his much bigger one.
“Look at me beautiful.” And how could you not when he asked so sweetly?
His brown eyes softened, thumb gently rubbing get back of your hand.
“Is it okay for Yugeom and I to enter your not nest?”
In that moment you couldn’t deny what you were afraid of in the past few months.
You liked Jungkook.
You liked liked Jungkook.
He was so sweet and caring. He didn’t judge you when you’d do anything abnormal in fact he even joined you and went out of his way to hang out with you. Before the smoothie incident you were virtually invisible to him and now he was a constant in your life that made you look forward to the start of your days.
Then there was Yugeom. Big dumb baby faced Yugeom who showed you only kindness since the first day Jungkook brought him along. The boy was so childish and happy, you felt like he was the big brother you��d always hoped for.
So of course you wanted them in your not nest.
You gently squeezed Jungkook’s hand, giving him a silent nod.
Jungkook’s bunny smile was dazzling as he stepped in fully into the pile and dragged you down to sit beside him as Yugeom dove in, throwing his arms around you dramatically and thank you for your permission.
The rest of the night was much better than you’d expected. The boys made you laugh with all their jokes and silly stories till you felt like your lungs were going to collapse and they took turns shoving snacks into your hands.
You didn’t know it at the time but Jungkook had been secretly watching you. He noticed that you never reached for food whenever it was present, even if you made it, and when you did you’d only take the tiniest piece as if ashamed for even wanting a taste in the first place.
“Ah this are spicy!” Yugeom whined, fanning a hand near his open mouth as he read the ingredients on the chip bag.
“I told you and you still didn’t listen.” Jungkook laughed from where he lay on your right, fiddling with an eyeliner pen you had on your coffee table.
“So how much did this thing cost?” He held the pen up closer to show you, brows furrowed in confusion since you’d told him the price of your compact earlier.
You told him the price and watch his eyes widen almost comically at your answer. “What?” He gasped, “that’s like five meals worth!”
You shrugged, taking the pen from him and uncapping it. “But it does the job right.”
“I think BamBam uses that brand too–“ Yugeom hummed and he leaned in, looking over your shoulder at your hands.
“I’m not surprised you know that Geommie.” Jungkook teased at the mention of the other Beta.
Yugeom’s cheeks and ears reddened in record time and he sat back like Jungkook had tried to hit him.
“H-He carries it with him so much, how could anyone not know?” He grumbled, turning away shyly.
Almost as if on cue Yugeom’s phone began to ring, the tone a soft piano etude he’d written a paper on.
The screen lit up to show ‘BB’ with an array of hearts after it.
Jungkook didn’t have to say anything, didn’t even have to blink for Yugeom to snatch his phone off the blanket and shoot up from his seat, clutching the device to his chest.
“I’ll be right back.” Was the only explanation he gave before he clumsily made his way out the front door, even forgetting his shoes.
“Who’s BamBam?” You questioned the Alpha.
“Yugeom’s fated pair.” He said simply, watching with a grin as your lips formed a small ‘o’ shape.
“No way? That’s so cute!” You smiled in glee. Fated pairs were one in a million, stuff you see in romantic movies or read about in cheesy novels. The fact that Yugeom was given the chance of a life time made your heart melt.
“How wonderful.” You sighed dreamily, unconsciously snuggling closer to Jungkook. He watched you for a few seconds with his own dreamy smile before playfully bumping your shoulders together.
“You think ya got a fated pair out here somewhere?”
You blinked at his question, taking some time to think.
“Maybe?” You questioned. “At least I hope I do. It seems beautiful to have such a strong bond with someone you’d least expect. But even if I don’t have a fated pair, it’ll just be nice to be wanted.”
Jungkook chuckled and nodded along, resting his head on your shoulder, sending your heart into a fury.
“I agree. Well, to love someone you’d least expect. Crazy how the right person can be right next you and you wouldn’t even know it, huh?”
Oh if only he knew.
You placed with your wellness collar and hummed, not trusting your voice at the moment.
Jungkook looked up at you from his position before sliding down so his head was rested atop your plush thighs instead, seeming content with his new pillow.
“Hey Cherry, you should do my makeup. It’s girls night ain’t it?” You raised a brow at the raven-haired alpha before scoffing a laugh.
“Yeah yeah let me use my expensive eyeliner on your big ol’ eyes.” You giggled and uncapped the pen, leaning down as Jungkook grinned and closed his eyes, presenting his full face to you.
At this angle you could see all of his handsome face. Oh how you wanted to pinch his cheeks, maybe kiss his adorable nose or trace the sharp line of his jaw.
You tried to concentrate as much as you could, you really really did but it was hard when you had the object of yours (and everyone else’s) desires propped so prettily on your lap for the taking.
You stilled your shaky hand and dragged the pen along his delicate lash line, stopping yourself from counting each beautiful strand.
He shifted a little saying you were tickling him only to get a playful flick to his forehead as a warning.
“I can’t work in these conditions!” You huffed, throwing your arms up dramatically. “Mango agrees with me.”
Jungkook laughed and gave you a strange look. “Mango? I thought it was just us here.”
You didn’t hesitate to point to a strawberry plush you had leaning against an armchair.
“Baby that’s a strawberry.”
“Your point?”
You and Jungkook stared at each other, flashbacks to your Smeaches conversation replaying in his head.
He threw his head back and laughed, hand coming up to pinch your chubby cheek between two rough fingers.
“Don’t ever change, promise me you won’t.”
You whined and tried to pull away but it was fruitless as his playful banter suddenly turned into a tickling match that had you pressed back into the floor with Jungkook hovering above you, his attack relentless and unforgiving on your sides as you cried and begged for mercy.
Your laughs were loud and contagious, almost silly and unusual but Jungkook found himself falling in love with the sound, wanting nothing more than to pull his phone out and record the beautiful sound to listen to forever.
“Pl-Please! I surrender, you win! N-No mo–re!” You tried to take in deep breathes, your stomach and lungs contracting painfully as he tickled you like he wanted you dead.
Jungkook suddenly stopped, his arms now resting on either side of your head as he beamed down at you, his black hair falling into his eyes, a beautiful display that left you speechless.
“Sorry cherry, I just love hearing you laugh. You gotta do it more often, okay?”
He leaned down at the last word, as if trying to sell his point.
Your mouth opened and closed making you look like a fish as you tried to retaliate but nothing left your throat. Your omega stirred in desire, trying to force you to present your unmated neck to the gorgeous alpha but you refused. Damn your instincts.
Jungkook kept quiet himself, studying your features closely much like you have but this time without shame.
His eyes trailed from your fluffy hair, your long lashes, cute nose and cheeks, and finally your lips.
Take. Take. Take.
His Alpha purred, not being able to resist such a beautiful omega under himself.
His actions didn’t go unnoticed, your thighs unconsciously clenching as he hungrily eyed your lips.
Did he possibly feel the same way? Should you just go for it? College was all about experience right? Maybe just a little question wouldn’t hurt–
“Jungkook–“
“Woah, am I interrupting something?”
You jumped at Yugeom’s low teasing whistle behind you, shooting up and accidentally tossing Jungkook off of you, sending him tumbling into a pile of pillows.
“NO!“ you yelled, standing and fixing your hoodie, ears burning hot.
“We were just— meditating.”
Yugeom gave you a deadpanned look.
You gave a pained smile back.
“Anyways can we watch a movie? There’s this really scary one I’ve been wanting to see on Netflix.” Yugeom smiled, jumping back into the nest landing directly on the Alpha who grunted.
“I’ll make some popcorn.” You squeaked and made your escape to the kitchen, leaving the boys in silence.
“So did you ask her out yet?“ Yugeom snickered, shoving a blanket at his friend.
Jungkook easily swatted it away, shushing him with a glare.
“Not yet.” He spoke in a hushed whisper. “Soon. Very soon.”
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Yes, Captain!
Beidou x Gender Neutral Reader
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𝔰𝔶𝔫𝔬𝔭𝔰𝔦𝔰: You never learned how to swim despite your family being fishermen. Your beloved Captain Beidou can teach you.
𝔤𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢: fluff, idiots to lovers, trauma healing
𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰: thalassophobia, near death experience, minor character death, a smooch or two.
**NOT PROOFREAD**
𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-
The weather in Liyue Harbor was exceptionally good today, the sun warm and the water cool to the touch. Almost nice enough to make a person want to drop everything and jump in.
Almost.
You sat patiently by an eastern dock, a hand above your eyes as you scanned the shoreline for any signs of the jolly boat carrying a few sailors and their Captain from The Crux.
Your family owned a tiny fishing stall just a little ways north of the huge city and you were in charge of packaging and trading the needed fish to Captain Beidou and her crew.
She had helped your family out of poverty, her requests every other week being what kept a roof over your families head so it was safe to say that you held Beidou at a very high regard.
The need to see her outweighed the itching anxiety you felt sitting by your crate on the dock.
The occasional creaking of the worn wood underneath your feet, the loud calls of sailors working and the cries of children playing would be comforting to others but not in your case.
They only served in feeding your jumpy demeanor, your need to run away only getting heavier the more you waited for the jolly boat to dock.
Almost as if sensing your growing distress, a booming voice called out your name.
“(Y/n)! Hey kid!” Beidou was waving happily in your direction, standing tall and proud at the head of the boat looking like the perfect image of a poised leader.
“Captain!” You excitedly called back, taking a few steps to the edge and waving back with just as much enthusiasm.
“It’s been a while, did I make you wait?” Beidou grinned, climbing out of the jolly boat. Her vermilion eyes flicking over to the crate of fish behind you.
“Nope!” You lied, “I just got here actually.” You didn’t want her to think you were creepy if you admitted that you waited almost 30 minutes for her.
“Good, I’m dying for drink. I’m sure your Pops won’t mind if I steal you away for another hour or so?”
You agreed too fast, Beidou laughing as she swung an arm around your shoulder, accidentally knocking your sun hat right off your head and into the deep water below.
“Oh I’m sorry honey.” Beidou chuckled moving to the edge to retrieve your hat.
“W-Wait–“ you reached out to hold her back, wanting to say it was alright, it was just a silly hat you could easily buy a new one but she was was already kneeling at the edge of the dock, her head peering over the side spotting your hat.
“There it is!” As soon as you saw your beloved Captain Beidou reach over the side, dangerously close to the endless abyss of water, your heartbeat hammered loudly in your ears and your feet moved before you could even register what you were doing.
Beidou grunt as you lunged forward, your arms wrapped tightly around her middle, your adrenaline gave you new found strength allowing you to pull the woman back flat against your chest.
“Don’t go, don’t go–“ you whimpered against her shoulder, tears soaking her fluffy cape.
“(Y/n) honey look at me.” Beidou managed to release herself from your grip, collecting your shaking figure into her strong arms.
The surrounding sailors and vendors watched the spectacle with curious eyes, whispers and mumbles.
Beidou sent her one crewman off with the crate of fish, while the other helped dismiss the slowly growing crowd around you.
Beidou slipped one arm under your knees and the other under your back, scooping you up with little to no effort at all.
At any other occasion you would have swooned but right now in the middle of a panic attack you were mortified.
You were supposed to protect Beidou, but she was always the one to hold you and make sure you were okay, you were ashamed of yourself. You needed to be stronger for her, show her that her efforts were not in vain and that you could do so much more.
Beidou carried you all the way to Yanshang Teahouse, giving Yelan a friendly nod before she was escorted to a private room, sitting down on the large couch that stood in the middle of the dimly lit room.
She held you close to her, gently running her hands through your hair and cooing sweet words into your ear until you were calm enough to lift your head from her shoulder.
“There’s those beautiful eyes,” she smiled warmly, brushing back a few strands of hair. “Are you calm now my dear? Do you want to tell me what’s going on in that beautiful head of yours?”
You sniffled like a child, rubbing your glossy eyes with the back of your hand. “I’m sorry for causing so much trouble…”
Beidou was quick to press a slim finger to your lips, tutting softly. “Nuh uh, you know better than to apologize for something that’s out of your control. Now tell me, what’s got you so upset? Were you worried I would fall into the sea? Is that it?”
You gave a hesitant nod, knowing it sounded absolutely ridiculous to have such a fear but you couldn’t relive your trauma again, not to someone you care for so deeply.
“And why is that honey? Why did that scare you?” She spoke in such a soft and gentle manner, her hand dropped from the crown of your head to your hand, her thumb rubbing soothing circles on your palm.
“I-I…” you took a deep breath, Beidou’s crimson eye showing you encouragement to continue. “When I was little I went fishing with my younger sister by the docks, we were just doing what we always did, bring in the catch and make it back home as simple as that. It should have been that simple, but it… it wasn’t. I’m pulling up this huge wish and she sees I’m struggling so she jumps in to help me but… she lost her footing and fell into the water below.”
You harshly rubbed your eyes again, trying to will sway the hot sting of fresh tears.
“She fell in and I was just frozen. I never learned how to swim so all I could was find anything to try and help her up. She drowned right in front of me. I was supposed to protect her! As her older sibling it’s my duty to make sure she was safe!”
Beidou nodded along, wrapping her arms around your waist as she gently rocked you side to side.
“When I saw you so close to the water I just thought of my sister and how I was so scared that the same would happen to you. I know it’s silly I mean you’re Captain Beidou, but I care about you and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. It would kill me.”
Beidou stayed silent, her eyes searching your own before she leaned in, placing a gentle kiss against your forehead.
She knew from your father of his youngest daughter’s untimely demise but she never heard it come directly from your own lips. She felt proud that you finally felt comfortable enough to trust her with such a personal experience, vowing to prove to you that you can surrender yourself completely to her for she would never want you to feel like you needed be afraid to be vulnerable like this.
“You don’t have to worry about me. As long as I’m around you’ll always be safe and I promise you I’ll never do anything stupid to keep us apart. I care about you too.”
She pulled away, a teasing smirk on her plush lips as she watched the blush on your cheeks darken your ears and neck as well. So cute.
You willed your poor little heart to still as you stared dumbly up at the beautiful woman, your position and exchanged words dawning on you as you squeaked and shot up from your position still on her lap.
Beidou gave her signature hearty laugh before lifting her hand to intertwine your fingers together.
“Meet me tomorrow evening at Wangshu Inn, I think I know how to help you heal.”
-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-
“Oh no no no, this isn’t a good idea!” You shook your head, beginning to walk away from the lake by the tiny fishing village that lay abandoned near the Inn.
After Beidou’s bold remarks last night you thought that she would give you one of those mature adult talks that every person in power gives to their subordinates but no she just had to lure you to the shore of the crisp clear water.
“Come on honey it’ll just be a tiny dip, I promise you I’ll keep you safe.” The brown haired woman’s tone left no room for argument as you nervously gazed between her and the water.
A defeated sigh left your lips as you began to strip down your outer layers with a soft blush.
Beidou didn’t even try to look away, giving you a flirtatious smirk as you stepped closer, clad in only your underwear.
You hated the feeling of wet clothes tight against your skin so you tried to force back any insecurities and slipped your hand into her own stretched out one.
“You promise you won’t let me go?” You hesitated.
“You have my word as Captain of The Crux. I would never put you in harms way.”
With another nervous nod you slowly stepped further into the cool water, your skin prickling with goosebumps as Beidou led you further and further in.
“Don’t worry I’m here.” Beidou reassured you, the water was now to your mid chest and the panic was starting to sink a bit.
She moved your arms to wrap around her neck which you clutch onto for dear life as she walked you in further and further.
A soft whimper left your lips, although you knew Beidou wouldn’t let you go, your trauma was resurfacing making your limbs feel numb and heart rate spike.
“Okay I’m going to let you go–“
“No! No please don’t let me go please!” Your eyes were wide, the fear in them breaking her heart.
“Shush bunny, listen to me.” She gently shushed you, starting to unhook your arms from around her neck.
“You trust me don’t you? You know I would never harm you right?” Your teary eyes shut tight for a moment before you started to release yourself from her.
She wouldn’t let you drown, she cares about you, she told you herself. Oh archons if you do die at least you were able to die in her wonderfully strong arms.
“That’s it bunny, now move your arms like this. Good! Now kick your legs out, that’s right! Oh you’re doing amazing!” Her heavy praise gave you a burst of confidence, enough that you allowed her to completely let go of your arms as she led you deeper till the water was up to your neck.
Yeah this was fine, oh the water level was rising that’s okay.
Nope this isn’t okay, why can’t you feel the ground underneath you anymore? Were you still supposed to flap your limbs around?
The previous confidence you had was quickly killed as the panic seeped into your bones again. You flung your arms wildly, eyes shut tight as images of your little sister in a similar position flashed through your mind.
Your lungs felt tight and your mind foggy. If this how your poor sister felt in her last moments?
It should have been you.
It should have been you.
“Look at me! (Y/n) baby look at me, I’m here!” Beidou rushed to your side, pressing your body flush against her own trying to calm you down.
When her words seemed to die on deaf ears she thought of the only way she could think of to get your attention. She just silently hoped you could forgive her for this.
Your frantic movement was ceased in record time the moment you felt those plush lips that haunted your dreams press firmly against your slightly parted ones.
If you felt light before in the water, you were sure you were floating up to Celestia now as you melted against the tall woman.
Beidou tried not to smile against your lips as she felt yours begin to move so sweetly back, accepting her method so readily.
The Captain pulled away first, your own lips chasing hers as she laughed at your hazy gaze.
“You back with me baby?” Her teasing sent a cold shiver down your spine, body gravitating to be as close to her own warmth as possible.
Sure you felt like you were going to drown but if it meant having Beidou kiss you silly and call you baby you’d jump into every body of water you came across.
“I’m sorry.” You pouted, not blaming the woman if she thought teaching you was fruitless.
Instead said woman shocked you by letting out another hearty laugh, shaking her wet hair from her exposed eye.
“You’re so worried about me that you don’t even notice you’re swimming with no problem!”
Your head snapped down to confirm her accusation only to see that she was right. You were swimming so flawlessly, almost as if you belonged in the water all this time.
“Oh my archons! You’re right! I’m swimming! I’m doing it! I’m agh–!”
Your excitement was short lived as you swallowed a mouthful of lake water, Beidou not being able to hold back her laughter as she dragged you out of the water, bringing you safely to shore.
She patted your back as you coughed, and she wiped your tears, her thumb swiping across your bottom lip slowly.
“I did say I would keep you safe didn’t I? A Captain always keeps her promise.”
You looked down at her lips as she leaned in closer, pulling you right against herself again as your arms found purchase around her neck once more.
“Yes Captain, thank you.” You giggled.
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