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celestialexxperience · 1 year

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dark paradise (Billy dunne x reader)

requested by anon~

Warnings: lots of profanities, my writing kinda being mean to Camila, (but yk I wrote a fic about reader and Camila cheating on Billy.)

A/N: THIS IS SOOOO LONGG and I don't really like it but it's inspired by the lana del rey song so that's good!

"I love you." The beautiful tall brunette boy said as he looked down on you.

You were stunned, you didn't know what to say or do, you just stood there and let that beautiful man put his beautiful veiny hands on your now flushed face.

"I love you too Billy." You said acting dumb, trying to convince yourself this really wasn't happening, that your best friend since you were five wasn't confessing his love to you.

You knew that this was probably going to happen one day. a young boy and girl just don't bond together over their love of music and emotionally unavailable fathers without just staying friends. It doesn't happen.

"No y/n, I love you. I'm in love with you." His expression and tone getting stronger by the minute.

This couldn't be happening.

It was happening, you knew it was happening but you wanted peace. It was too much. you just wanted a friend somebody to bond with and talk with without the complicated ways of feelings and emotions.

You didn't need somebody to kiss.

You needed somebody to listen.

"Billy-" you said trying to hide back tears. "I can't, you know that."

"You can't or you won't?" As the now angered brunette finished that sentence you began to think about all the things you've heard about Billy in a relationship and what he's like with girls. Sure, it hurt, but Billy was a well known player of your home town and if you two ever ended up together neither of you can promise he wouldn't treat you like that.

"That's not fair Billy. That's not fucking fair and you know it!" You said finally raising your voice making Billy jump a little surprised from never really hearing you get mad.

You two have had this conversation before, of how you're done with dating and how men are pigs who only want one thing. But sure, he didn't say anything so he probably doesn't fucking remember.

"This isn't fair Y/n! This isn't fucking fair!" The shaggy brunette said, finally yelling at you. "I have been in love with you since forever and you fucking know it! And you have known it so stop acting so fucking dumb and come to your senses for once!"

"You know what Billy? We're done. This is done! This friendship is fucking over!" And you finally yelling back.

"This never fucking started!" You pushed past him as you grabbed your stuff and exited out of his room making your way towards his front door.

"That was a fucking dumb thing to say to Dunne."

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The two of you haven't talked in months and he hasn't seen you in months.

The Dunne Brothers were getting more gigs and more attention and so was Billy.

So it wasn't surprising when you found out from the younger peachier Dunne brother that he never found out that you had moved to LA but what you were surprised about was when you found out he was dating Camila. I mean yeah, Billy dunne is one to move on quickly but the last thing you heard it was a pretty good committed relationship.

The younger Dunne brother was updating you on daily important things that happened surprisingly the two of you grew pretty close. But one thing that peaches forgot to mention was that the band was moving to the city of angels YOUR city of angels, until the very last minute when they needed somewhere to stay.

"NO NO NO GRAHAM!"

"Ohhhh come on y/n!!" Graham said extending your name making you know he was giving you puppy eyes over the phone.

"Graham?" He hummed back.

"Why can't you buy your own place? AND WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME ABOUT THE BAND MOVING TO LA?!

"Well, we kinda dont have much money right now… and we knew you lived here so we wanted to see if you had a place for us to stay! " he said in the sweet Dunne voice "and I didnt wanna freak you out when you out about us and Billy moving here and we thought we would never see you again!"

"Okay well now I'm freaking out about two things!"

"Y/n. Please?"

"Fuck, fine fine shit, I have this place up in Laurel Canyon that I was living in with these people when I first moved here but they all moved out and I got stuck with it, but then sadly the old woman who was living with us died so it's mine now. But its not much, and it only has 4 bedrooms, but there is a shed that has toilet in the corner of the room so whoeve whats it can have it." You said finishing your sentence with a slight chuckle trying to forgot that you have to deal with seeing Billy dunne everyday.

"Yo peaches, what's going on man ?" Warren asked, making you remember his beautiful curly locks.

"She said yes!" You could hear all the cheers over the phone making you chuckle "Okay okay but it's haunted." Graham said shutting some of the cheers down making "oh's" from the band being heard making you chuckle once again.

But the only thing you had on your mind was Billy and how this was gonna work.

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"You should come see us play!" Said the beautiful blond-haired keyboardist with the beautiful British accent.

"Oh i-" the eldest Dunne brother was having a self staring contest with the side of your face as he had the beautiful brunette Camila.

There was something about Camila that you hated. I mean it's not that you were jealous of her, I mean yeah you kinda were, but it's not because you wanted to be with Billy, it was because you were jealous of her ability not to be scared of Billy hurting her.

"Ummmm I don't know Karen, I'm…you know really busy, with work and… you know."

The band was finally getting their well needed time of fame, finally playing clubs on the strip, finally getting their names in the "right" mouths and their well Deserved attention.

Camila was so excited for Billy and the band, and so were you. But you knew Billy and you knew how his ego could get and you had a feeling fame and Billy Dunne was not a good mix.

“Yeah you should come Y/n.” Your thought bubble burst and your head turned as you heard Billy’s voice for the first time since the band and Camila moved here a month ago.

After those words came out of his month you couldn’t stop staring at him and realizing his beauty.

His beautiful chocolatey shagged covered hair.

His beautiful full cherry colored lips.

His beautiful light brown eyes.

His beautiful choice of wardrobe which usually consisted of blue jeans and a dark blue jeaned button up.

“Oh okay! I’ll go! I’ll go!” Accidentally looking BIlly straight in his beautiful eyes making you give in. “I’ve been wanting to go anyway to watch you guys perform.” Starting to let out a small chuckle has you thought about this memory. “I haven't seen you guys play since we were kids and you guys were still “the Dunne brothers”. You let out another small chuckle this time making Billy grin a little covering it up by looking over to Camila and giving her a passionate kiss to the cheek.

“Well, we're glad you're finally going Y/N, it's been long enough.” Said Camila from behind Billy making him jump like he forgot she was there because his eyes had been glued on you for too long.

You could hear a couple of yea’s coming from mostly Karen and Graham and then a surprising yawn being heard out of Warren. Or was it Eddie?

“Well shit, you guys I think I’m gonna head to bed. I’ll see you guys in the morning alright?” Warren.

“Yeah I think I’m gonna head to bed too.” Knowing that you weren’t tired and just needed an excuse to get out of here so you could stay up and think about this interaction for the rest of the night.

“Okay well, we’ll see you tomorrow night at the whisky?” Asked Karen with Graham next to her, giving you a cheeky smile.

“Yeah, I wouldn't miss it!” You said, trying your best to hide your worriedness about the situation.

As you headed to your room you were too worried about getting away from that living room and into the comfort of your room, you barely even noticed Billy grabbing your shoulders to whisper into your ears: “I’m glad your back kid.”

He was drunk. You could smell it on his skin.

You hated this, you hated this, you hated seeing him like this.

You hated seeing him. Period.

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As you stood in a dark sweaty club called the “whisky a go go” with Camila, (One you have been to many times since you moved to Los Angeles.) waiting for the band to start playing you couldn’t stop thinking about what Billy said last night. Sure, it was only the second sentence he said in almost 3 years, but still, it didn’t help he said it like you were his sister and it didn’t help that his girlfriend was right next to you.

You felt like it was going to sleep out of your tongue like you needed to wash your mouth out with soap to stop yourself from telling her.

You wanted to tell her you really did, but you just couldn't.

You knew she probably wouldn't care and knew what happened with Billy and you, and she seemed like a very understanding woman, but something about this whole situation was telling you to not say anything like you and Billy were really together, but you weren't.

"So y/n," Camila's voice whispered Into your ear to be overheard by all the voices in the club, but before she could finish the loud noises of the band starting up cut you off from having you engage in what would've been a very awkward conversation.

The whole place erupted in cheers Coming from the back of the club and the very front from where you and Camila were.

But you were too stunned from billys (yet again) drunken stance to say anything.

"God… evening!” Billy said, trying his best to stand up straight.

You cringed, you saw Graham cringe, you saw Camila smiling trying her best not to cringe or even cry. You didn’t blame her. One bit.

“We're the six! But you already knew that.” Billy muttered under his breather giving you a wink. You wanted to pull him off that damn stage before his ego could do anything stupid.

Before billy could give the cue for the band to start playing he interrupts himself after Graham gave him a look that makes him remember something.

“Ohhhh yeahhhh!” The drunk Dunne says with a slight chuckle expanding his words. “We wrote a new song for youuuu! Or well I did.” The brunette man said with another wink getting way too cocky for his own good, which made the basset roll his eyes so hard they were probably gonna fall out of his head.

As the band started up you saw Camila's face light up with confusion making her realize she has never heard this song before. Sure, it was a new song but billy always I mean always played new songs for her, because they were usually all about her.

As Billy started singing his voice sent chills down your whole body making you realize how much you missed this, how much you miss him, Billy’s voice had always been your favorite and probably Camila's favorite too.

As he started singing the first you didn’t think anything, but by the fifth you started questioning it and by Camila’s face so did she. The lyrics describe something only you would know and that Billy would only feel about you.

As you finally realized who and what the song was about, you chugged the last of your drink and grabbed your stuff and left.

As Billy noticed this (which was immediately.) he threw his mike stand down and quickly made his way off the stage chasing you before you could make it to the exit.

“GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF ME!” At the man as he dragged you backstage.

“Y/n-“ he said softly trying to get your attention.

“Billy what was that?!” You said still yelling at the beautiful wasted man.

He was gone for words so all that came out of his mouth was: "I love you."2nebv4

He sounded like he was gonna cry. It broke your heart.

"Billy-" you knew you loved him, you always had, you were just scared.

"Y/n please just tell me the truth!"

"That is the truth billy!"

"No it's not! I know it, you know it, the fucking band knows it!" At this point you knew you just needed to tell him the truth, so you did.

"Okay fine! You want the truth I'll fucking give you the truth, okay! I love you and I have always loved you! I love everything about you and it hurts it really hurts Billy! Too see you with these girls and then have you tell me you love me! moving to LA to get away from Pittsburgh just to find the main reason I left living with me!" You said getting louder and louder knowing that probably everybody in the whole club could hear you. "Oh and worst of all seeing you every single day with these amazing beautiful sweet woman who will always be everything I'm not and then seeing you drunk every fucking-" The next thing you knew you were being caught off from your huge rant by Billy’s lips on top of yours.

The way you felt with Billy's lips on yours was a feeling you wanted to feel for the rest of your life, but sadly you pulled away realizing the state he was in.

You heard a sad hum coming from his lips.

"I know, but you're drunk."

"Hm okay." He said his face into your jean jacket.

As you started rubbing his back in sympathy you heard his muffled cries running down your Jean jacket.

"I love you so much" he said, making me realize I wanted this, I wanted to take care of him for the rest of my life.

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juanulove · 1 year

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Thots on the new Lana record?

love love it but who is surprised.

i absolutely adore the direction she has been taking since blue banisters of production that is rough around the edges, less cinematic, more raw, more direct, improvisational. it matches the content of her lyrics, finally turning inwards and writing from the perspective of elizabeth (not lizzy) grant. she's already built a whole world in her past albums now she gets to explore the real world.

its her most morbid, one of her creepiest, and definitely the work where she literalizes her subtextual interest in death. its full circle to born to die. she has found beauty in nihilism, or rather, she has come to terms with the LIGHT inherent in death. Death is dark of course, which is why the album's production feels so cavernous and echoe-y (especially in the interludes and Candy necklaces) but the album seems to be her journey into accepting death as a necessarily correlative to life. If one has lust for life, one has to first understand the beauty in death. It is a culmination of that element of her conceptual project.

As usual, the biggest issue with post NFR lana is one of editing. I personally don't mind it, i think it is a reflection of her newfound anti-perfectionist attitude. I am also a devout fan and even her worst song i find enjoyable. But from teh perspective of a music critic, there is a way in which NFR and COCC could be made into an album + deluxe and BB and Tunnel could be made into the same. I think that post-NFR lana is not an album artist but a discography artist. I find the last two albums have very similar formal elements, and by formal elements, i mean her abdication to force. She is letting go of her obsession with form and letting her raw emotion determine the course of her melodies and production. She has always been a figure of dionysian intoxication in her lyrical content, but with this album, she takes that dionysian excess of energy to form, as she unravels the strict apollonian discipline taht marked the multilayered and lush production of her early work. Black bathing suit and its messy percussions was her first foray into that style but Fingertips takes it to the logical conclusion. Total automatic writing in the style of the surrealists. Totally letting affect and memory define the content and form of the song and letting melody and production come later.

It is not what fans of early lana would like her to do but i find it incredibly impressive that she can contineu to experiment with her sound so much 10+ years into her career without losing taht essential lana point of view. that is what i have always loved about her most. how specific yet elastic her perspective can be, and in tunnel she truly pulls taht elasticity to places it had never gone before. She still has songs liek Let the Light In and Grandfather and paris,texas with straight-forward beautiful melodies but it feels all around less grand. less cinematic, less about sending the listener into a fantastical work and more about making the listener confront the real world. She continues to be the queen of melancholy but she is less interested in romanticizing it (dont get me wrong, i still think this is what shes best at) and more invested in finding ways to assimilate it. HEr family seems to be like teh best conduit for it because it confronts her with cycles of life and death, sadness and happiness that are primordial, ancestral and escape the individual. her worldbuilding was always solipsistic and shes finally opening it up.

Great great stuff happening all over.

Rn i probably rank it 4th after UV, HM, BB

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eloisadiane · 9 months

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A month ago I was literally bawling my eyes out on God asking for help, and I asked Him. Through tears I asked, why do I have to be so lonely, why do I feel like none of my friends and family truly understand the sadness that I am feeling, why can't no one bring me comfort. And at that moment I just gave up, I surrendered to him our God Almighty, I asked for help. He answered my prayers I cannot believe this, this month I got closer to Him and He helped me see the light and my faith was restored. I can't even bear to listen to secular music anymore, I couldn't bear to listen to lana del rey I dont find comfort on secular music anymore I could only find comfort in God. God saved me when I've always done nothing but sin my whole life. I am a sinner and God saved me, I couldn't believe I am worthy of being saved and forgiven I've sinned so much you wouldn't be able to physically count it. I let pride get a hold of my heart, the same sin that got satan kicked out of heaven. My heart was filled with anger for myself, my family, and this world. I turned my back to God and yet He accepted me and dug me out of the hole and suffering that I'm in. I turned my back on God and yet He answered my prayers and cry for help, I am not worthy, I am a sinner. God greatly humbled me and I thank Him for saving me everyday. I can't explain what happened to me my life literally did a hundred and eighty degrees turn. The past months im literally pilling up sins before sins, I get consumed in alcohol, I cursed and hated my mother, I was angry all the time and I was prideful and the moment, the very moment that I prayed for God to help me and save me, He did. Those unseen tears that you shed God saw them and He understands. I am not worthy of forgiveness but God has forgiven me. If you think no one loves you, hear you, and understand you, just know that God always hear our prayers and He loves us.

#John 3:16 #For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son #that everyone who believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.#John 14:6 #I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me

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khodorkovskaya · 1 year

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I completely agree with what yoire saying about him, it's just that hes cute and seems really nice, but I barely know him tbf so I should just let go and move on

But part of me Hope's it will get better and progress into something

And honestly, that's the part I hate about myself the most because i end up destroying myself in the process and i KNOW I'm doing it but i dont hold back???? Like???? Do i like to feel misery and unwanted???? No, yet I seem to drawn myself into it????

Why????? 😥 like what's wrong with me lmao 😅

i think we all have that little voice in our head that wants to feel miserable and unwanted...? or maybe it's just some people idk

but there's something so comforting about being sad and in love. maybe it's because it strips you of responsibility and you just passively go through with whatever's happening to you. like it's horrible for sure, but there's a part of it that's kinda satisfying. like the melodramatic sigh of "oh well, i guess i'll suffer, this is my destiny". i used to live for this shit when i was with my ex! and not to be all christian, but suffering really does give you purpose and makes your life appear more meaningful. here's a great video essay about it btw, it really makes you think.

and the thing you say about hope too is very interesting. there's a saying that "hope dies last" and it really does. i feel like when i was with my ex i was addicted to hope. it was always like "i just need to make it through this week and then it'll get better" or "i just have to wait until the summer/x date/x event and then it'll get better". it was just this never ending cycle of waiting and hoping that things would change. and this cycle lasted FIVE YEARS! FIVE YEARS!!!

no but literally, i remember the start of the relationship was quite painful so id be like "okay i just have to wait a little more until we get to know each other better", then the first year in it was the constant waiting for him finishing his studies and getting his career together, then i had convinced myself that once i start uni it will get better, then i waited for us to move in together... not counting all the numerous times id tell myself to wait for things like exams to be over or for the next season to start or for us to go on holiday or whatever other stupid deadline id come up with for myself. and the worst thing was that my ex was a failed self-proclaimed entrepreneur who clang on to his absolutely ridiculous business idea he had for all those 5 years. and every time he would be like "i just need to wait to finish this paperwork", "i just need to wait until i can refurnish my office", "i just need to get my first couple of clients and then things will take off", "wait a little more, you'll see that next year i'll be a millionaire". and of course his business never took off because he's a terrible businessman! but id always listen to him and give him a pass! every. single. time.

so spoiler alert: it doesn't get better. so don't start hoping if the guy is full of red flags from the start. the red flags aren't gonna go away, you can't wait them out.

and if you feel this longing for sadness and misery, just listen to lana del rey, eat a tub of ice cream and move on. but please don't ruin your life because of it.

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jenanddomo · 1 year

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1.10.23

wackass day ever fr. i cant even fuckin listen to tame impala n lana del rey the same bc i fucking breakdown crying. i hate crying so much especially rn bc it just keeps getting worse. i hate myself so much bc i really did let myself go, i fr gave too much love. i cant believe he likes another girl bruh.. like its makin me question everything. are they messing ard? does his bsf know? are they even gon get together? idk why he likes her or how tf he even caught feelins for her i just feel so fuckin disgusting. i just wan throw up. what does she even have that i dont. i just feel like i got thrown aside so fast..it happen so fast? was he ready to move on already? all those notes he put on insta was for her. hints was for her , i hate myself for being delusional.

i was so damn delusional. i feel so damn weak rn bruh i just cant do nothing anymore. just lookin at everything makes me cry. everything reminds me of him n i just hate it. i dont want to go to school tmr but it just sucks cause i have a stupid test tmr.

i just cant believe he caught feelings for you.. like i fr won the i love you more argument i never hoed after fr. loyal asf but i just wan know what the fuck does she have that i dont.

it screwed me up

it screwed my head

i thought i was enough

but clearly i wasnt n i was just being delusional

i always looked at the good part

i need to accept the bad part

i cant do this

i miss him already

i love him so much but ik damn well he doesn’t feel the same. i just want to know whyy?

why do u like her?

why wasnt i enough?

it sucks cause im never fuckin enough for any1

i thought for once

he was the loml n i would make it work

i thought i was ur everything

im not

i cant sleep

i cant sleep when my emotions are this bad

she fr was the other woman, i always had bad vibes from her n boom it happened , i cant believe it. tf yall gon do esex? fr gettin on my nerves , im so mad n sad at the same time . but im mostly mad at myself

i wish i can just go back in time n never get in that relationship. i fr got too attached, he was my everything. i would literally wait for him to wake up just so i can talk to him bc i loved talkin to him n only him. i cant believe i thought he would do the same for me. he prob waited for her , he prob texted her faster, that sucks knowing that?

it sucks

i keeep crying

i need to get over him

but my heart n head just wants him

i cant even like

say wrong time right person

it was just wrong

that sucks

i just wanted to be his

i wanted to be his everything

i wanted to be his wife n cook for him n actually do stuff for

i wanted to grow old with him

i love him so much

i love him more than myself

he was the only guy that made me truly happy even when we werent together, he was the only one that kind of understood me , he let me ramble , he was perfect but igz

i wasnt for him

anyways

peggy hill worst character in king of hill

#Spotify

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itsthewritergal · 3 years

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I had a right to know- F.W. x reader part 5

How are we at part 5 already!! I don’t know how much longer this is going to be... but I’m pleased that you are all enjoying it.. Also please dont hate me for this part!

Part one

part two

part three

part four

George sat outside the staff room listening by the door. Fred had asked him to cover the shop, he hadn’t said much but something about having to talk to Y/N, George felt sick at his words. Knowing that Fred knew the secret that had been eating them all up inside. Fred was angry, really angry, in a way George hadn’t ever seen before. Fred paced in the staff room, Y/N sat on one of the chairs, she waited to Fred to start, hoping that he was wanting to talk about something else.

“When were you going to tell me?” He said his voice harsher than he had wanted it to be, a little bubble of guilt rose when he saw Y/N flinch

“Tell you what?” She asked studying the floor intently

“Come on Y/N don’t play dumb” Fred snapped

“I wasn’t” She answered quietly

“Yes you were!” He said raising his voice, making Y/N jump slightly “You know exactly what I’m talking about”

Y/N stood up and made her way over to Fred, she wanted to calm him down. She hadn’t ever seen him like this.

“Please can we just talk about this calmly” She begged him to look at her, despite him continuing to pace up and down

“I think the time for calmly talking has completely gone” He snapped angrily, George listened in debating whether or not to stop it before it got out of hand

“I didn’t know how to talk to you” Y/N started quietly, Fred listened to every word that she said, growing more and more frustrated by the second

“You didn’t know how to talk to me?” Fred copied “We slept together for Merlin’s sake Y/N” he snapped

“I didn’t know what to say” She admitted not meeting his angry gaze

“You’re kidding me right?” Fred said with an angry laugh “You should have told me” He said his voice turning cold

“How was I supposed to?” She questioned growing slightly angrier at his reluctance to talk calmly, she stood in front of him stopping him pace “You said yourself it was a drunken mistake, you said that you didn’t want to talk about it. You said that we should move on with our own lives!” She said her voice raising to match his

“Of course I said that!” He replied “What else was I supposed to say?” He questioned her, finally matching her angry gaze

“I don’t know Fred” She said,

“We were drunk and it happened, but you should have told me that I got you pregnant” He shouted much louder than either of them expected

“You were the one who said it didn’t mean anything, why would you want me to tell you?” “I had a right to know” Fred said, refusing to let himself be calmed by Y/N’s watery eyes or sad expression

“What did you want me to say?” Y/N said quietly “Hey Fred I know that night meant nothing to you but hey you’re going to be a father in nine months congratulations?” She said sarcastically

“That would be better than not telling me at all!” He growled “I had to find out through you’re friends when they asked me if it was true”

“What?” Y/N said feeling her heart drop to her stomach

“You’re friends asked me if it was true. Do I have to spell it out for you?” He snapped

“They know?” Y/N breathed quietly

“Someone overheard a conversation Caitlin and George were having” Fred said “I also can’t believe you told George and not me!” He added angrily

“George found out when I was drunk” She said quickly “You know better than anyone how many secrets I spill when I’m drunk” She snapped

“Don’t get drunk then” Fred said bitterly “How did Caitlin know?” He added “She met me at the hospital after it happened” She said still in disbelief that her friends knew

“So you could talk to them about it but not me, right got it” He said with a fake smile

“Fred you don’t understand, I didn’t want anyone to know. They just found out” She said

“No I understand” He cut her off “You didn’t want to tell me and now you’re trying to cover your own back. I can’t believe I’m even letting you still work here, if it wasn’t leading up to christmas I can promise you that you wouldn’t have your job” He snapped

“Fred that isn’t fair-”she started

“Don’t you dare tell me what is and isn’t fair when you didn’t tell me about my child” He shouted loudly

“Would you just stop it! Even if we were together I don’t want to have a child” Y/N shouted her voice instantly loudly

“What and I don’t get a choice? I just have to do whatever you want?” Fred snapped

“Fred you know what you’re like, you’d be interested in it for a few months, then you’d miss your bachelor lifestyle and it would be back to me to raise it” Y/N growled

“You really think that little of me?” Fred said with an angry laugh “Just proves how you don’t know me”

“Do you hear yourself every time you sleep with a different women? It gives you a buzz Fred you can’t deny that! You can’t raise a child like that”

“You wouldn’t even know the kind of father I would be when you didn’t even give me the choice” Fred said his tone was low and menacing

“It’s done Fred, I can’t go back now” She said angrily sitting herself down at the table once more,

“So thats that then?” He said “I’m just supposed to accept it?”

“What do you want me to do?” Y/N screamed “I can’t undo it, I’ve had to accept it, you need to” she added angrily

“You should have told me!” Fred said once again “I can’t believe you’ve been so self obsessed”

“Self obsessed?” Y/N laughed bitterly “You are joking right? Fred Weasley calling me Self obsessed?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You’re the most self obsessed person going” She growled “We aren’t together, we aren’t going to have a child together. End of” She snapped

“I Wouldn't want to have a child with you anyway. What would you know about being a parent? You don’t even have parents” Fred growled, Y/N stepped back a little, he had hit a nerve,

“Don’t talk about my parents” Y/N said, her voice suddenly lowered

“right I think that’s enough” George said bursting into the staff room quickly after hearing Fred bring up Y/N’s parents

“I’ve got much more I want to say” Fred growled

“Just stop it” George snapped at him “What on earth has gotten into you two?”

“I’ll go finish the orders out the back” Y/N said walking quickly out of the staff room. The moment she was gone Fred burst into tears,

“I fucked up” He sobbed into George’s shoulder

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quokkacore · 4 years

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mojave, mo’problems (m)

summary: throughout your life, you’d been told that a life of crime was the loneliest of all. now, however, your boyfriends, johnny and jaehyun, a pair of bank robbers, and you, their getaway driver, beg to differ.

pairing: seo johnny x jeong jaehyun x fem reader

genre: SMUT, fluff, minor angst, found family, criminals!au

warnings: poly relationship, language, guns, mentions of cops (acab!!!), armed robbery, mentioned physical, mental and emotional abuse, reader, johnny and jaehyun are from broken homes, mentioned alcohol abuse, overuse of pet names :’), unprotected sex (dont be silly wrap ur willy!!), JAEHYUN HAS NIPPLE PIERCINGS, minor daddy kink? its used like,, once, dirty talk, threesome, boyxboy, soft dom johnny switch jaehyun, sub reader, hair pulling, slight overstimulation, orgasm denial, spitroasting, praise kink, size kink, mentions of double penetration, blowjobs, cunnilingus, general filth

song recs: stevie nicks & don henley - leather & lace ♡ nct 127 - fly away with me ♡ lana del rey - national anthem ♡ triple h - retro future

word count: 9.4k

a/n: this was originally uploaded to my old writing blog on july 22nd, 2020. there were a few things in the original a/n that i wanted to keep. one, due to how multicultural los angeles is, i imagine the reader being latina or bipoc, but i make no mention of skin color!! two, i blame the w korea johnjae photoshoot for this. the room they were shooting in and the hawaiian shirts totally gave me desert motel vibes. and finally, pls stay safe, wash ur hands, and pls keep urself informed on current issues with resources like this carrd. <3

Burbank, Los Angeles, California, 12:22 PM

“You both remember the plan, right?"

"Yeah, John.”

“Oh my god, Johnny, we went over the plan seven times last night and twice on the way here. We know what to do.”

Johnny huffed, staring pointedly at you before rolling his eyes.

“…Fine. We’ll take less than fifteen minutes, okay? You know what to do, smart girl."

You looked at Johnny, who was sitting shotgun next to you, as his hand came up to touch the back of your head, gaze warm.

"Be careful,” You said, eyes moving to the rearview mirror, where you met Jaehyun’s eyes, “Both of you.”

Jaehyun nodded, his hand coming up to cover Johnny’s. “We will be. You be careful too, baby.”

You mirrored his action, nodding, and watched as they got out of the car to walk one block down to the bank. You watched them until they disappeared from sight, drumming your fingers on the steering wheel to calm your nerves. You were grateful Johnny had chosen this quiet, relatively empty street to wait on, avoiding calling attention to yourself.

Even after two years of doing this, it still made you nervous to wait for their signal to drive up to the front with your face mask on. One of the two burner phones you’d acquired a week prior was burning a hole in your pocket, the other tucked safely into Jaehyun’s.

You let out a deep breath, letting your eyes close for a moment, briefly thinking back to the first time you’d met them. You were nineteen, Jaehyun was twenty-one, and Johnny twenty-three.

Downtown, Los Angeles, California 3:48 AM

Two years ago, you had been working a shitty job at an old 50s style diner in the more dangerous side of LA to scrounge up enough money to run away from a less-than-ideal home life. The only noise of the diner, coming from the old jukebox in the corner crooning out some old Stevie Nicks song, was broken up by two tall, handsome men entering and sitting at a booth from across each other. You were immediately wary of them. They were obviously trying not to draw attention to themselves, but it was a bit difficult with their statures and hunched backs, leaning close to each other and whispering in rushed tones.

Still, after gathering your pen and notepad, and grabbing a pair of menus, you approached the table, doing your best to put on a customer service smile despite your feet aching and head pounding from your exhaustion.

“Welcome to Ernie’s. Can I get you boys anything?” You asked quietly, setting down the menus on the table. The two men exchanged glances, before the taller one spoke.

“For now, two black coffees would be great—”

“Actually, can I get a burger with some fries?”

Your eyes darted to the shorter one, who was sporting a small, friendly smile as he fiddled with the menu.

You nodded, pulling out the notepad to write down the order. “Do you still want both coffees, or…?”

“Uhh, sure. Why not, we could use the caffeine.” He chuckled softly, and your smile got bigger at the pleasant noise. Even through the early morning hour daze, you could pick up on his charm from miles away.

“Sure thing, I can bring you guys the coffee right now, but your burger and fries might take a little bit. Anything else I can get you?”

The taller man on your left gazed up at you with wide brown eyes rimmed with dark circles underneath, totally devoid of any emotion. “We’re good, thanks.”

As you approached the kitchen window to hand the cook the order, you were able to pick up on a few not so subtle murmurs.

“Why are you in such a good mood, Jaehyun? It’s three in the morning, Yuta bailed on us and the shipment is coming in four days and we don’t even have half of a plan.”

Pouring the coffee as quietly as you could, you strained your ears to listen. Maybe if you hadn’t been so exhausted, you wouldn’t have eavesdropped, but you’d been working since 10 PM. Your head hurt, your feet ached, and you were in the mood for some entertainment, and now your curiosity had been piqued.

“Babe, calm down. I told you I have another guy who could work as our getaway driver—”

“I wouldn’t get into another car with Yangyang behind the wheel if I were covered in full fucking body armor. And I’m sure as hell not letting him be our getaway driver!” As you set the old white mugs on your serving tray, your breath hitched at his agitated whisper.

Getaway driver?

“We’re robbing a bank for Christ’s sake, Jae, not playing bumper cars.”

As you turned to face the two from behind the counter, they immediately tensed. You pretended not to have heard anything, flashing them an innocent smile as you cautiously set the mugs down on the table.

“You’re lucky I made a new pot a half hour ago! Not too hot, but not super cold either.”

The man on the right, who you now knew was named Jaehyun, had tried his best to put on his first smile, but it wasn’t working too well. It looked slightly too forced, too tight-lipped to be believable. “Thank you…” He said through somewhat gritted teeth, briefly glancing at your nametag, “…Y/N.”

“You’re very welcome,” You replied, tempted to know what would happen if you added on his name since you’d only heard it while eavesdropping, but quickly decided against it.

“If you need anything else, don’t be afraid to let me know.”

You quickly headed back to the counter, pretending to mind your business as you wiped down the counter. They murmured to each other about needing a fast driver, and the taller, stricter man, who you soon learned was named Johnny, was grumbling about needing someone able to drive as fast as this Yuta guy or even faster.

You remained silent, but all too pensive over the tempting ideas popping into your head upon hearing about their predicament.

All too soon, Jaehyun’s food was ready, and you brought it over, an innocent smile plastered once more over your face as you set it down, but said nothing when you straightened yourself. Unmoving, you met Jaehyun’s eyes. His dark eyes looked slightly alarmed, gaze darting between yours and Johnny’s.

“You know,” You hummed, after taking a deep breath, “For two people planning a crime, you’re both incredibly stupid. You do realize I heard basically everything, right?”

The two men stiffened again, momentarily panicking as they locked eyes, but that quickly melted into confusion when you giggled at their reactions.

“That being said, you’re also both incredibly lucky that Doug, the cook, is a ‘Nam veteran who can’t hear out of his left ear, and that I am a very fast driver who is in desperate need of some good cash.”

Johnny’s eyes were unreadable. “You. A waitress. A fast driver.” His teeth were gritted, and his tone agitated.

“I hate to toot my own horn,” You sighed sarcastically, unsure where your sudden confidence was coming from, “But I know what I’m talking about. I grew up around cars. Both of my parents are mechanics. I practically grew up in their garage. I have some older cousins who drag race on the weekends and taught me how to. I drove my first car when I was like, twelve.”

“What if we say no?” Jaehyun asked, eyes now void of any friendliness, “What then?”

You held up your phone, which had been hiding in your apron pocket, 911 already dialed. You saw Johnny swallow when he saw the numbers, Adam’s apple bobbing as he did so. You felt a surge of power rush to your head, having caught the scarier of the two men now looking like a deer in headlights.

“All I need to do is call. I’m sure the cops would be thrilled to take a look at all the weapons you say you have in your trunk. I want in. You either do this with me or not at all, assholes.”

The two stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. They seemed to be having an entire conversation with just their eyes. You tried your best to hide the shaking in your knees and the tremble in your fingers, to ignore the fact that this could easily backfire. If they were considering robbing a bank, they were automatically dangerous. One of them could easily have a gun with them here, and they could very easily pull it out and use it to hurt you or Doug.

Finally, Johnny sighed. He didn’t look very happy, but there was a glint in Jaehyun’s eyes that gave you catharsis.

“Alright, sweetheart,” Johnny said in a cold voice, “Let’s talk business.”

Everything had spiraled from there. You took them for a drive around the city to show them just how fast you could be, they opened themselves up to you being their third musketeer. The first time you robbed a bank, they were there to comfort you after you panicked at the idea of living on the run.

Eventually, you found out about their relationship as lovers, and they found out why you were so willing to drop everything and run away with two strangers, among other things. The story of how you drove your first car at twelve because your alcoholic parents were too wasted to drive to the grocery store, how you were cautious to hide the scars of cigarette burns along your inner forearm. After that, they opened up to you as well.

Why Jaehyun ran away from a promising life studying pre-med at an Ivy League University where expectations were eternally piled onto his shoulders, like Atlas holding up the sky. Why Johnny left suburban Chicago behind for LA at sixteen, tired of the monotony of a normal life where everything in his life had to look perfect, everywhere except behind the curtains of his house because his parents couldn’t stand him being attracted to both women and men, since it wasn’t befitting of the perfect family they so desired to be.

Somewhere along the lines, your strange business relationship of robbing banks and splitting the money equally three ways blossomed into something just as strange, but even better, something you’d never expected. You found yourself falling in love with the both of them, growing into the loving family you’d always wanted but of which you’d always been deprived. They both became fiercely protective of you, and after months of them calling you love, baby, sweetheart, princess, they finally asked you to become a permanent part of their relationship, and you accepted.

You expected so many things to happen in your life, but never to fall in love like this. And it was better than anything you could have asked for. They kept you safe and reminded you that you were worthy of love, something you hadn’t felt growing up.

The sudden vibrating of the burner in your pocket snapped you out of your reverie, and you quickly pulled on the black ski mask over your face before you started the car, not hesitating to speed towards the bank. You could hear police cars in the distance, and you took a deep breath as you rolled up to the front door, where the boys were currently exiting, bags full and guns out.

Your chest swelled with a strange sense of pride as they bolted into the car, shouting at you to drive.

Outrunning the police was a challenge, as always, but you were always faster, despite the fact that the boys had to keep telling you to wiggle your fingers since they were so stiff on the wheel and the last thing you needed was for your hands to cramp up now. Sure, you damaged the car a bit, but you could care less. This wasn’t actually your car. This was the car you’d hotwired almost a week ago, the real getaway car was hiding in a rather empty parking building, which you managed to enter and exit without much difficulty, now riding in a blue station wagon rather than the red Pontiac you’d driven to the bank. You all pulled off your masks, Jaehyun laying down to hide himself from the view of the window behind you.

Soon enough, you were out of Los Angeles, driving east towards the state line, and Jaehyun settled into the back seat. You drove for hours, the mood in the car finally having settled into an excited one a few minutes after leaving LA.

“How much did you guys manage to pull out of them?” You asked with a grin, and Johnny and Jaehyun shared a look, something that they always did.

“Baby girl, we managed to get 900,000 dollars from ‘em, we got ‘em good.” God, if you weren’t driving, you would have kissed Johnny then and there. Instead, you shrieked, “Nine hundred thousand!? That’s the biggest amount we’ve pulled yet!”

Jaehyun leaned forward, resting his chin on the front seat as Johnny looked back at him, pressing a soft kiss to the younger’s lips. “We’re celebrating big time, tonight,” Johnny declared once he pulled away from Jaehyun’s lips, much to Jaehyun’s dismay.

“How much longer till we get there?” Jaehyun asked, deep voice rumbling with satisfaction, mostly undeterred from Johnny’s teasing.

You glanced at the clock built into the dashboard, green lights blinking 4:18 PM. “I could get us there in two hours, but I don’t wanna draw attention by speeding. I’d much rather get to the motel at around eight.”

“Take your time, baby girl,” Jaehyun told you, leaning over even further to press a warm kiss to your temple, and your fingers stiffened on the wheel once more, “Whatever you feel works best.”

“Not too long, though,” Johnny added, “I don’t wanna piss myself before we get there.”

Both you and Jaehyun processed what he said, and immediately burst out laughing afterwards.

Yeah, these were the idiots you fell in love with.

The desert seemed endless, nothing in sight for miles but arid dirt and plants along the road. Somewhere along the road, as the sun began to set in the distance, Jaehyun pulled out his real phone from one of his suitcases in the back of the car, playing soft rock for the three of you to listen to as day turned to night, and the lampposts on the side of the road turned on.

There were far and few towns in between the vast expanse of desert, and because of that the stars shone bright in the limitless sky. When you saw the first flash of the moon up above, a song Jaehyun had put on had just ended, and a familiar Stevie Nicks song started playing afterwards. You smiled to yourself, humming along to the soft, tinkling melody.

Lovers forever, face to face

My city, your mountains

Stay with me, stay

I need you to love me

I need you today

Give to me, your leather

Take from me, my lace…

Eventually, after an eternity, you passed the sign you’d been so looking forward to seeing.

Welcome to Verona, Nevada

Population: 1,239

The motel wasn’t that hard to find, as it was just off of the highway. Johnny signed in in under 10 minutes, and you settled into the room on the second floor as quickly as you were allowed. The room smelled like mothballs and the carpet looked like it had once been a deep forest green, but was now a dark brown.

Yes, it was disgusting, but this was necessary to lay low for a while. Posing as three friends on a road trip crashing in a dingy motel for the night was generally the ploy. Next morning you would be out on the road again, driving further away from LA, then after a few days, you would finally return back to your shared apartment.

The three of you carried in the suitcases where the bags had been hidden in, and while you were stretching your legs and Jaehyun was showering, Johnny ordered three large pizzas using the phone on the nightstand.

You lay down on the large, lumpy mattress a few minutes later, grabbing the remote and turning on the small, ancient TV across the room. The bed was lower than what the average bed was for some reason, and you suspected that the frame had broken at some point, and that the motel either didn’t know or didn’t care.

Regardless of how the mattress felt, your eyes started to droop despite flicking through the channels. You could feel your mind start to relax as you let go of your driver mindset, releasing pent up tension and alertness. Johnny turned to face the TV, sparing you a glance with his eyebrows raised.

“The news?”

“You know it, big boy."

He stalked over to where you were and plopped himself down to sit next to you, not hesitating to pull you into his lap. You smiled as he wrapped his hands around your waist, large hands spanning across your skin easily. The TV, now stuck on a channel showing some melodramatic Mexican telenovela, seemed to fade into the background.

"You did so well, today, baby,” He murmured, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, “We all did really good.”

You smiled softly at his gentleness, hands meeting his on your waist, before turning your head enough to meet his gaze, nose brushing against his. His big, brown eyes were hooded, whether from tiredness or admiration of your features, you weren’t sure, but you gave it no further thought once he pressed his lips to yours.

His lips were slightly chapped, and you made a mental note to nag him later to drink more water. One of his hands came to brush some hair out of your face, and you became hyper-aware of each of his movements.

“Hmm, Johnny…"

"Shh, baby girl, let me kiss you a little bit more.”

When his lips came back to yours, his movements became more aggressive, pushing his tongue into your mouth as his grip on your waist tightened. Your breath hitched as you sucked on his tongue, whining softly against his mouth.

“Fuck,” you heard Jaehyun groan from the other side of the room, and Johnny pulled away before you could protest. Your eyes cracked open, hooded eyes finding Jaehyun bathed in warm light from the bathroom. His hair was still kind of damp and he hadn’t bothered buttoning his shirt up.

“Hey, gorgeous,” Johnny greeted, and you bit your lip at the teasing lilt in his tone, “Care to join us?"

"I was gonna wait until after dinner,” Jaehyun said, setting his towel on one of the chairs in the room, “But if you insist…”

“Jae,” You called, voice soft, “Come here, pretty boy.”

Jaehyun smiled as he approached you, standing right in front of you and Johnny, who had now started pressing kisses against your neck. “You want a kiss, princess?”

You nodded as best you could with Johnny sucking on your neck, pouting up at Jaehyun, who in return leaned down and grasped your face before pulling you into a kiss. He tasted like the watermelon bubblegum he always carried around in his pocket. One of your hands came up to comb through his wet, brown hair, nails scratching against his scalp, and he groaned quietly against your lips.

“You’re both so hot,” Johnny murmured against your ear, and you whined at his deep voice, both you and Jaehyun pulling away to look at him, the two of you evidently affected by what he was saying.

To say Johnny was the leader of your relationship was a bit of an understatement. Johnny was the mastermind behind most of your heists, and commanded a presence over both you and Jaehyun, wherever you were. Where Johnny went, you and Jaehyun followed with few objections, trailing behind him like ducklings. Johnny, in return, accepted his more dominant role easily, and did his best to take care of you both.

Sometimes, you wondered if your upbringings influenced the dynamics of your relationship. Maybe Johnny was eager to dominate the both of you because he was raised under strict, controlling parents dictating his every move and treating him as their little puppet. Jaehyun submitting to Johnny, but not to you, out of the need to please as a kid who had been emotionally neglected but forced to live up to his family’s expectations. And you, submitting to both of them because you were forced to take care of yourself and your parents from a young age when it should have been the other way around.

The moment was broken by a knock at the door, the three of you immediately tensing up. “It’s just the pizza guy,” Jaehyun whispered in reassurance, taking a deep breath, but it didn’t do much to calm your nerves.

“Jae,” Johnny said, nodding toward him, looking alert, “Look through the peephole first. Wait for me.”

Jaehyun nodded, standing slowly. You were taking deep breaths in an attempt to keep yourself calm, but the possibilities of it being anyone but the pizza guy were causing your heart to beat into overdrive. LA police. Nevada police. State troopers. The FBI. Those weird Hungarian guys Jaehyun pissed off a few months ago. Suddenly it was all of them, waiting to burst into the room and take your family away from you.

Johnny set you down on the bed, flashing you a soft look before pulling the back of his button up to reveal a gun hiding in the waistband of his pants, putting a hand on the grip, just in case. You stood, watching as Jaehyun slowly approached the door to look through the peephole, his eyes dark and eyebrows furrowed, heart pounding in your chest. He shut one eye, looking through the small hole in the door, before allowing his shoulders to slump a moment later, and giving you both a thumbs up.

Coast clear.

You sighed in relief, sitting back down on the bed as Jaehyun stepped away from the door. Johnny handed Jaehyun his gun, pulling out his wallet from the pocket of his pants, and swung open the door, beginning a casual discussion with the delivery man as he pulled some money out of his wallet, before grabbing the pizzas and telling the guy to keep the change.

He closed the door, waiting a few seconds before sighing in relief as well and slumping against it.

“Jesus fuck, that’s one way to kill a boner,” He muttered, looking up as Jaehyun set down the gun on the nightstand.

“Y/N, you should have seen your face,” The younger man said while he stifled a laugh, coming closer to wrap his arms around you, and you huffed.

“Fuck off,” You told him, rejecting his embrace, and pouted, “I was genuinely about to piss myself.”

Jaehyun laughed again, and you retaliated by punching him in the arm, but not too hard, but he still grabbed your hand and pulled you towards Johnny, who had since set the pizzas down on the desk and locked the door again. He opened a box and grabbed a slice, and your spat with Jaehyun was forgotten, especially after having been on the road for over eight hours without stopping to eat.

Jaehyun grabbed another slice, eagerly taking a large bite before his eyes turned to the TV, which was still playing the Mexican telenovela. He raised an eyebrow after a few moments.

“Why are we watching Pasión de Gavilanes?” He asked, reading the name of the show as it cut to a commercial break.

“I was looking for the news,” You replied, giving Johnny a sideways glance, “But someone had other ideas.”

Johnny shrugged, already on his second slice of pizza. “You didn’t seem to mind,” He said after swallowing his food, eyes alight with mischief. You rolled your eyes, but didn’t deny him, and watched as he walked back to the bed, where the remote lay abandoned. He began switching through the channels until he finally stumbled upon the nine o’clock news report on a random channel, and the three of you quietly made your way towards the bed, all three of you waiting for the exact same thing.

And when it came, it was amazing. You were the main story, the breaking news of the armed robbery that had occurred in one of the safest parts of the city.

The three of you huddled together, occasionally getting up to pick up more slices of pizza, all relishing in having your egos stroked as the reporters all went over the details of the heist, how, when the police searched the getaway car (which had been mysteriously abandoned), no trace of any of the thieves were found, that any and all fingerprints didn’t match with any already registered in the LAPD’s database.

“The FBI has already involved itself in the investigation, believing this is the work of the same perpetrators as the Municipal Bank of Santa Monica six months ago, where two assailants…” The female reporter faded into the background, and you nodded to yourself, finishing your pizza happily. You peeked over at Jaehyun, who had a smug look on his face, satisfaction evident. You looked back to the TV as the scene changed, ignoring Johnny as he shifted next to you.

“We have no way to identify the perpetrators,” A representative for the FBI explained, “All we know is that the suspects are two males, both taller than six feet, and a female of unknown stature. All are believed to be between early and mid 20s.”

You zoned out for the rest of the report, content at both the fullness in your stomach and the lack of evidence the police had against you, before feeling Johnny shift next to you again. You furrowed your eyebrows, turning your head to look at him, only to raise your eyebrows as you realized what was going on.

Your eyes looked down to Johnny’s hand, which had drifted to between Jaehyun’s legs. Jaehyun was slumped against Johnny’s side, panting quietly as Johnny’s hand groped him roughly. Johnny’s gaze met yours, dark eyes twinkling.

“And to think he told us off for not being able to wait,” He murmured, and Jaehyun hummed at the deep roll of his voice. “Come on, princess. Help me make him feel good.”

You nodded, knowing better than to disobey Johnny when he got like this. You lowered yourself to your knees, crawling towards Jaehyun. Johnny moved again, this time sitting behind Jaehyun so he could begin to unbutton Jaehyun’s shirt. You placed yourself in between Jaehyun’s legs, hands coming up to touch the tent in his white shorts.

“I’ve been wanting to do this all night,” You sighed, reaching to unzip his pants. Jaehyun looked down at you, face flushed, but eyes still burning with lust. “That desperate, baby?”

“For you two, always,” You answered quietly, pulling his pants down as he wiggled his hips. Johnny slid the button up down the younger man’s arms, leaving Jaehyun in black boxers. You glanced at Johnny, who was kissing the back of Jaehyun’s neck, big hands sliding up and down Jaehyun’s toned torso, purposely avoiding the metal studs embedded in Jaehyun’s nipples, something you knew Jaehyun loved for Johnny to play with. You bit your lip, not missing the fact that Johnny was rocking his hips steadily against Jaehyun’s.

You eyed the bulge in Jaehyun’s boxers hungrily, feeling your core heat up at the thought of what was to come, before pulling down the garment and freeing Jaehyun’s dick. He hummed at the feeling, and you didn’t hesitate to wrap a hand around it.

Jaehyun’s head fell back, breath hitching as you pressed a kiss to his tip, and Johnny chose that moment to tug on the piercings. “Fuck, John,” He muttered, eyes squeezing shut.

“Don’t be mean, pretty boy,” Johnny cooed, fingers flicking the nubs incessantly, “Y/N’s helping you out too, don’t ignore her.”

“Y-Y/N—Shit, baby, nngh…”

You smiled at his whine, before taking his tip into your mouth, Jaehyun’s hips instinctually moving to thrust into your mouth. Your hand moved to stroke what you couldn’t fit into your mouth, listening to Johnny whisper filth into Jaehyun’s ear, not letting up his fingers, despite Jaehyun’s squirming.

His pretty face was flushed, letting out soft moans as Johnny tugged on the metal and pressed open mouthed kisses against his neck. You closed your eyes, focusing on hollowing your cheeks and making him feel good. He hissed when he hit the back of your throat, and your eyes opened as you forced yourself not to gag. Drool was pooling in your mouth, threatening to spill down your chin.

“She’s so pretty like this, John…” Jaehyun’s voice sounded breathless as his hands wound into your hair, keeping it out of your face. Your eyes screwed shut, whining quietly at his praise.

"She’s fucking gorgeous when she’s sucking cock,” Johnny growled against Jaehyun’s neck, voice guttural and dangerous, “And she loves it. Isn’t that right, princess?”

Jaehyun’s hand tightened against your scalp, trying to pull you off of his cock. “Give him an answer, baby girl.”

You pulled away from him, hand still gripping his shaft, still pumping slowly. You gasped for air, and the spit that had been gathering in your mouth spilled onto your chin, and they both groaned in unison at the sight. “I love it, John,” You murmured, meeting his dark stare. “Baby, you’re both so big, you both stretch me out so good.”

Jaehyun groaned again, and Johnny hummed, pressing a kiss to Jaehyun’s temple before he stood from the bed. He pulled you up on top of the bed with them, pulling you into his lap. You wrapped your legs around his waist, smiling to yourself as you felt something hard poking at your core. “Jae,” Johnny hummed, and Jaehyun shuffled over to meet you both.

“Spit in her mouth,” Johnny ordered quietly, and you whimpered in delight. Jaehyun looked at you with mischief in his eyes, before grabbing your chin. Your mouth fell open without need for an order, and he pressed his nose against yours. Then he opened his mouth, and you moaned when his spit fell onto your tongue.

“Don’t swallow yet, princess.” Johnny’s voice was deep, dark, and you knew he was thoroughly enjoying watching the both of you. You kept your mouth open, as one of his hands came to hold the back of your neck, drawing him closer to you. He pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth, before opening his mouth and spitting in yours as well.

His eyes never left yours the entire time, nearly black with desire. His face was flushed, and the hand on your neck was hot.

“Swallow,” He growled against your mouth, and you couldn’t bring yourself to disobey. When you opened your mouth to show him how good you were being, he groaned and pressed his lips against yours in a bruising kiss. Your hands busied themselves unbuttoning his shirt, while his hands groped your ass, forcing you to grind against him. You moaned his name, and his tongue found itself into your mouth, taking the lead of the wet, messy kiss.

Your mind was quickly hazing up at the feeling of Johnny’s clothed cock rubbing against you through your denim shorts, but you still picked up on the sounds of skin against skin and panting coming from your left. You pulled away from Johnny’s lips to look towards Jaehyun. Johnny took this chance to tug your shirt off, leaving you in a plain purple bra. Your breath caught in your throat when your eyes fell to Jaehyun’s hands, Johnny’s lips trailing down to the skin of your collarbones.

Jaehyun had one hand stroking himself at a steady pace, the other wrapped around the base of his cock, as if he were trying to stave off an incoming orgasm. He was watching the both of you with eyes darker than the Mojave desert in the middle of the night.

“Jae,” You whined, breathless against Johnny’s frame, “C’mere and kiss me, baby.”

“Yeah?” Jae answered, just as breathless as you, quirking an eyebrow up, “You want me, needy baby?”

You nodded in response, one hand reaching out to him. He leaned forward again, and your eyes fluttered shut as his lips landed against yours.

Jaehyun’s kisses were so different from Johnny’s. Jaehyun was gentler, but he didn’t need to tease you by letting you dominate the kiss and then taking over. No, Jaehyun dominated the kiss from the beginning, plump lips sliding against yours, hands leaving his cock to caress your sides, brushing over Johnny’s hands very briefly. Then, they moved to your back, unclipping your bra and discarding it somewhere on the bed.

He pulled away from your lips, and Johnny, who had been sucking a purple mark into your shoulder, did the same. You noted that all of your chests were heaving. Johnny’s hands were still moving your hips against his, and the pleasure left your mind reeling.

“You close, princess?” Jaehyun asked, and you shook your head. “N-not yet, but… s-soon.”

“Look at how pretty our baby girl is, Jaehyun,” Johnny murmured, dark eyes glittering in adoration as he watched your hips speed up of their own accord, rutting against him like a mindless animal. Jaehyun hummed in agreement, leaning his head against Johnny’s shoulder. Your head tipped back, unable to handle both of them looking at you, looking through you, as you fell apart on Johnny’s lap.

“You’re so perfect, Y/N. So good for us, baby girl.”

By now, the fabric of your shorts and your panties against your core were starting to feel uncomfortable, but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. You were so lost in hazy pleasure, head swimming with nothing but thoughts of your two lovers. Your hands linked around Johnny’s neck, trying to find something to tether yourself to the mortal world, because you were certain that if you didn’t, you would float off into space, never to be seen again.

“Ah, f-fuck,” You said, “L-love you both so much…”

Jaehyun’s hand caressed your neck, before coming to caress your cheek. He moved your head as well, forcing you to meet his eyes. His eyes were warm, clouded with desire. Your gaze flickered between his face and Johnny’s, and you whined again. They were watching you wordlessly, in a way that made you feel safe, loved, needed, and even though it’d been about a year and a half since they started looking at you like that, it never failed to make your head spin in love and arousal.

Johnny let loose a lazy smile at your words, hips bucking against your own. “We love you too, princess. You’re so sweet, do you wanna come soon?”

You nodded desperately, opening your mouth to answer but moaning instead when Johnny pressed you down even more against his cock. They both laughed at your noise, and you just had to laugh along with them.

The laughter died down a few moments later, and you felt yourself dangling over the edge. You just needed one little push, and a little push is what you got when Jaehyun turned his face to Johnny, and the older man met him for a kiss. Johnny growled against Jaehyun’s lips, biting down on his lower lip, and Jaehyun’s hand ran through Johnny’s hair, now sweaty and damp.

The sight of your lovers making out in front of you tipped you over the edge. Your eyes screwing shut, their names and profanities spilling from your mouth, moaning as the pleasure started in your hands and feet, before spreading up your arms and legs and taking over your body. Your hips didn’t stop moving, seemingly having a mind of your own, trying to draw out your orgasm as you clenched around nothing. All too soon, the sensation washed away, leaving you pliant and breathless in Johnny’s arms.

Your eyes opened to find that they hadn’t exactly broken away. They’d stopped kissing to pay attention to you, but they were still close enough for each other’s lips to remain against their own. When they finally separated, a small trail of spit connected their lower lips.

“That was so hot,” Johnny groaned, pressing your head against his chest, which was now bare, somehow. Jaehyun must have slipped off his shirt at some point without you noticing, you concluded in your frazzled state of mind. You closed your eyes as you allowed your breathing to return to normal, vaguely aware of your boys kissing each other a bit more.

“How are you doing, princess?” Jaehyun said once you had calmed down, no longer panting. His hand was caressing your side up and down, almost as if he was comforting you. You straightened your posture to look up at him and Johnny, giving them a soft, sleepy smile. Johnny’s big hands squeezed your hips as he spoke. “You wanna stop, or do you wanna keep going?”

You nodded, brushing away a damp strand of hair that was in your face. “I still haven’t gotten fucked by either of you,” You mumbled, “What makes you think I’m stopping before that happens?”

The pair exchanged a dark glance, wicked smiles gracing their faces before looking back at you.

“Clothes off,” Jaehyun ordered, “Now.”

You moved off of Johnny, legs wobbling slightly, to lay down next to them. You popped the button on your shorts and pulled down the zipper, watching as Jaehyun undressed Johnny, doing the same with his shorts as he kissed down the older man’s neck. You were left in now ruined cotton panties, the drenched fabric clinging to your folds in an awkward way. Your eyes turned to the pair in front of you as Jaehyun pulled down Johnny’s boxers, leaving him naked as well. They faced you, and Johnny grabbed you by the ankle, dragging you towards them with a soft smile on his face. You laughed quietly, the noise dying when Jaehyun grabbed your other leg as well and parted them, before lying in between them, face inches away from your core.

“John, baby,” He said, craning his neck to stare at him, “Can I…?”

“Go ahead, pretty boy,” Johnny replied, as he lay next to you, “Y/N made you feel good earlier, and we need to get her ready for us, right? You can return the favor, can’t you?”

Jaehyun nodded, and Johnny raised an eyebrow as he moved to lie next to you. “Words, baby boy.”

Jaehyun gulped, hands resting on your hips. “Yes, John.”

His hands reached for your panties, his eyes meeting yours as he pressed a kiss to your thigh. Your hand brushed some sandy brown hair out of his eyes, and you hummed as you watched him pull down the last piece of clothing, discarding it. “Jae,” You mumbled, “You’re so pretty, baby.”

Jaehyun smiled, the tips of his ears turning red. It had taken you a few weeks for you to put it together when you started dating, but you eventually figured out that Jaehyun loved getting praised. Anytime you or Johnny said something about how good or handsome he was, how nice he made either of you feel, he’d turn to putty in your hands.

He grabbed your thighs, pulling them over his shoulders, his face close to where you needed him most but did nothing. He was riling you up, you knew he was. He loved to do this, loved to wait how long he could wait before making you beg. “Babe,” You murmured, “Jae, please don’t tease me.”

His eyes twinkled with something you couldn’t read as he pressed another kiss to your thigh, big, rough hands gripping your hips possessively. “You beg so nicely, princess. How could I refuse?”

He lowered his mouth to your hole, and your eyes squeezed shut, hissing out at the sensitivity. Johnny pressed a kiss to your forehead. The hand that wasn’t tugging on Jaehyun’s hair shot out to grasp Johnny’s forearm. Johnny responded by grabbing your hand and guiding it to his cock, and you obeyed his silent command by wrapping your hand around him, pumping him slowly.

You could hear his breathing right next to your ear, combined with the wet sounds Jaehyun was making as he mouthed along your slit. You weren’t sure what to focus on, letting out a high keen as Jaehyun slid a finger inside of you, his mouth coming up to suckle on your clit.

“Ah, Jaehyun, baby,” You whined, hips trying to move, but being stopped by Jaehyun’s other hand, “F-feels so good.”

Jaehyun hummed against your clit, the vibration causing you to squirm even further, crying out his name. Already you could feel the familiar sensation in your lower stomach again, forcing you to focus on Jaehyun’s mouth, alternating between sucking your clit and flicking it with the tip of your tongue.

“You like how he’s making you feel, baby girl?” Johnny asked a few moments later, and you nodded as he pressed his forehead against your temple to whisper into your ear. “You like the way he’s being a good boy and eating your pussy like he’s starving?”

You nodded again, whining even louder when Jaehyun added a second finger. Johnny’s hand rose to your breast, teasing your nipple as your head fell back, hand falling into a sloppy rhythm against Johnny’s cock. He pinched harshly, and you tried to move away from his grip, but he wouldn’t let you. “Neither of you seem to want to use your words today, huh? Come on, princess, tell Jaehyun how much you like it.”

You opened your mouth, trying to speak, but shrieking when Jaehyun’s fingers began to thrust into you at a rapid pace. Your hips were bucking wildly against Jaehyun’s mouth and fingers now, despite his best efforts to hold you down.

“J-Jae, fuck, fuck, fuck… Ah, your fingers are s-so big… They’re fucking me so good, I-I’m so sensitive, I don’t think I can h-hold on much longer…”

“Aw, already?” Jaehyun teased from between your legs, fingers not letting up as he slowed down their pace, “It’s only been a few minutes.”

“Jaehyun,” You whined, grasp tightening on his hair, “I’m gonna come, p-please…”

“No.”

Your eyes shot open to glare at Johnny, breathing heavily as Jaehyun removed his fingers from your aching core, and your hand stopped its movement against Johnny’s dick. “Why not?” You whined, and Johnny sat up, propping himself against the faded maroon headboard of the bed.

“Because you’re not cumming again until both of us have.” His tone was stern, leaving no room for argument. His gaze, however, was warm. “Now, what’s gonna happen is this: you’re gonna get on your hands and knees, and pretty boy over there is gonna fuck you from behind, and you’re gonna let me fuck your face. Can you two do that for me?”

He was giving both you and Jaehyun the chance to drop it now, disguised under the illusion of a command. But you didn’t want to stop. You rarely did when it came to your boyfriends.

“Yes, John,” You and Jaehyun answered at the same time, looking at him. Johnny grinned, patting his thighs with both hands.

“Come here, Y/N. Hands and knees, like I said.”

You crawled over to him, eyes not leaving Johnny’s face. His dark eyes followed yours, face covered with a light sheen of sweat, hair brushed back to reveal his forehead. You leaned forward when you got to the spot where he ordered you to be, pressing a kiss to his jawline. Your mouth trailed down to his neck, smiling against his skin when you heard him sigh in satisfaction.

You felt the bed shift as Jaehyun came to kneel behind you, hands trailing down your back, leaving goosebumps in their wake. Your kisses trailed down Johnny’s tan skin, past his collarbones, across his pecs, down his stomach, ghosting along his right hip. Your lips left his skin as Jaehyun gripped your hip with one hand, using his hand to grind his dick against your soaking folds.

“You want me to put it in, baby?” Jaehyun asked you, and you nodded without hesitating, your face heating at your desperation. “Yes, Jae.”

“Suck Johnny’s dick and I’ll do whatever you want, lovely girl.”

His words were accompanied by Johnny’s hands touching the back of your neck, not pushing, but still commanding a certain power over you, still compelling you to lower yourself onto his cock.

One thing you’d learned very early on from having sex with both Johnny and Jaehyun, you thought as you let your mouth relax around Johnny’s dick, was that they were both bigger than the past lays you’d had. Jaehyun was a bit longer, but Johnny was thicker. Regardless, they both had the power to leave your legs shaking, and your throat scratchy for days.

Once you’d allowed your jaw to loosen enough, you began bobbing your head up and down slowly, tonguing along the underside of the shaft. Your hands held you up, grasping Johnny’s toned thighs for support. A rush came through you as you realized that those thighs were what had made you come earlier, and that helped you push Johnny even further down your throat.

A groan bubbled out of Johnny’s throat, and Jaehyun took that as his sign to push into you. You moaned against Johnny, and his groan got louder, hands pushing you even further against Johnny’s pelvis. You held back the urge to gag, forcing yourself to focus on breathing through your nose despite the intrusion in your mouth.

Jaehyun’s movements started slow, letting you get used to the both of them fucking into you from both ends. He let out a low hiss as you clenched around him, hips grinding against you in a way that had you seeing stars.

It was as if they were connected telepathically, something unspoken between the two of them that always confused and amused you. You felt the amusement again as they both sped up the movements of their hips at the same time, a gradual buildup from teasing, subtle grinding, to harsh bucks of the hips, fucking in and out of you as if you were their own little tool for pleasure, and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Any noises that left you were either muffled shrieks of pleasure as Jaehyun pounded away at your still sensitive pussy, or gagging noises, as Johnny’s hands forced you up and down his cock, bottoming out into your throat whenever he wanted to prolong little bursts of ecstasy. Tears were running down your face as he did so, and when he noticed, he let out a strained laugh.

“Hey, baby girl, are you crying because of my dick or Jaehyun’s?”

He pulled you off of him, and you took the chance to catch your breath before answering a few seconds later.

“B-both,” You moaned, and Jaehyun grunted in acknowledgement.

“Good,” He hummed, and you bit your lip as you fucked back against him, “Using our little girl like this feels so nice, doesn’t it, Johnny?”

“It feels fucking fantastic, pretty boy,” Johnny answered as you craned your neck to kiss along his shaft, “She’s so small, but she takes us both like a fucking champ. Maybe next time we should stuff her pussy and her ass at the same time… would you like that, angel?”

You cried out enthusiastically, stomach twisting at the suggestion. Jaehyun threw his head back, letting out a guttural groan.

“Oh, she’d love that, baby. You should’ve felt how much tighter she got when you said that.”

Johnny grinned, and lifted you off of his cock one more time.

“Hey, Y/N,” He said, lifting your chin to get you to look at him.

“H-hey, Johnny,” You whimpered, and Johnny pressed a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

“Get off his dick, princess,” He told you, loud enough for Jaehyun to hear, “I’ve got an idea.”

Jaehyun stopped his movements, pulling out of you. You whined at the sudden emptiness, and Johnny patted your head to calm you before standing. Given that the bed frame was a lot lower than most beds, it allowed him to tower over both you and Jaehyun as Johnny propped the younger man up, then told you to sit in his lap, letting Jaehyun slide back inside of you.

“I wanna watch you both,” He murmured lovingly, carding a hand through Jaehyun’s hair, who hummed happily. Your mind was turning fuzzy fast, clinging to Jaehyun and pressing soft kisses to his jaw.

“Can we still touch you, Johnny?” You asked, voice small, flashing him big, pouty eyes that he could seldom refuse as he sat back down at where he once was.

Johnny nodded, his hand moving to your head and repeating the movement he’d made on Jaehyun’s head. “Of course you can, baby,” He answered, “But you’ll do it when I say so and how I tell you to do it. Is that okay?”

“Yes, Johnny.”

“Okay.”

Johnny smiled at the both of you, and slowly Jaehyun began his rhythm again, fucking in and out of you slowly, before speeding up again. Your lips trailed down to his neck, sucking on a spot you wanted to leave a mark on, and your hands came up to toy with his nipple piercings, mimicking what Johnny had been doing to him earlier.

Jaehyun groaned, eyebrows furrowing and eyes fluttering shut as you began to move with him and tug at the piercings. He turned his head to lock eyes with Johnny, who was stroking himself as he watched the two of you gradually lose control against each other’s body. The two held each other’s gaze, Jaehyun’s eyes lowering first as he pressed a kiss to your sweaty forehead.

“John,” Jaehyun pleaded, voice deep and teasing, “Come here, daddy, I wanna jack you off.”

Johnny raised an eyebrow. You and Jaehyun only brought out daddy when you wanted to be little shits to him and tease him more than usual. Nevertheless, he relented, standing and walking around the bed. Your eyes peeled open a few moments later, finding Johnny standing to the side of you, cock being stroked by Jaehyun as he continued to roll his hips into you.

Given that the bed was lower than usual, and Johnny was freakishly tall, his dick was more or less level with your faces, and through the hazy pleasure of Jaehyun pounding away at you, you got an idea.

You leaned slightly to the side, pressing a kiss to the head of Johnny’s member, and Johnny groaned as he realized what you wanted to do. Jaehyun seemed to like the idea, his hips fucking into you even faster once he registered what was going on.

Johnny used his knees to lean against the mattress, allowing you to lean back into your original position as he tipped his head back.

“Our dirty girl,” Johnny hissed, “You want cock so bad, don’t you? Can’t handle just one fucking you, you need another one down your throat.”

Jaehyun pulled you off of him. “Give him an answer, sweetheart,” He ordered, before taking your place and taking Johnny into his mouth.

“I’m yours,” You told them, “Want you both all day, all night, ngh, always… I love you both s-so much, I can’t handle not being fucked like this ever again…”

“You belong to us now, baby. We own you, body and soul.” Johnny’s voice was slightly strained now, but his words still held the same effect. You were eager to agree, unable to say anything as Jaehyun hit the one spot inside of you that had you crying out his name.

“Fuck, Jae! Right there!”

Jaehyun pulled off of Johnny’s cock, pulling you into a bruising kiss as he continued to hit your sweet spot time and time again.

“Yeah, you’re gonna cum again soon?” Jaehyun asked when he pulled away, and you nodded, before turning to Johnny and taking him into your mouth again.

“Don’t forget, princess,” Johnny said, “You can’t cum until either of us have. Understood?”

You nodded, trying to hold off the impending wave that was soon to crash on you.

“I’m so fucking close, Johnny,” Jaehyun mumbled, and Johnny gave a garbled agreement when Jaehyun’s free hand came up to stroke along with your hand.

“Me too, baby,” Johnny groaned, “You gonna fill Y/N up? Cum inside that tight pussy of hers?”

Your legs wrapped around Jaehyun’s waist, before you pulled your mouth away from Johnny, opting to stroke him as Jaehyun took him into his mouth once more.

“Give it to me, Jae,” You begged, voice shaky.

Johnny came first with a loud, “Fuck!” He watched as you and Jaehyun took turns licking away the cum as it shot out of the tip of his dick, tongues meeting occasionally as you both mouthed along the head.

“Shit, you’re both so good to me.”

Jaehyun’s orgasm came moments later. He buried his face in your neck, wrapping his arms around your waist as his pace turned sloppy and sporadic, filling you with hot cum as he groaned out both your name and Johnny’s. You whimpered at the sensitivity of your insides as he twitched against your walls, painting them white, but you didn’t stop bouncing in his lap.

“Y-you both came,” You moaned, desperate to cum. You could see on Jaehyun’s face that he was growing sensitive as well, but his hands on your waist weren’t stopping you at all. “Please let me cum, I’ve been a good girl…”

Johnny sat behind you, letting your head roll onto his shoulder. One hand wrapped around your neck, not squeezing, but still tight enough to send a thrill down your spine. “Yeah, you’ve been really well behaved tonight, baby. You weren’t as bratty as you usually are, hmm?”

You couldn’t answer, not when his other hand reached down to tap away at your swollen clit.

“J-John, ah—”

“You wanna cum, baby girl?”

You nodded, eyes squeezing shut as your hips took on a mind of their own.

“Then cum, sweetheart.”

And somehow, his deep, warm voice triggered your orgasm.

You threw your head back, almost positive that what you were speaking in tongues rather than actually saying anything coherent. You clung onto Jaehyun with one hand, writhing in his hold, and reached back to grip Johnny’s bicep. Beneath your eyelids, colors danced around you. You were certain this was what heaven felt like, and that this was some sort of divine ascension…

Verona, Nevada, 10:06 PM

When you managed to come down, you felt groggy, and your vision felt hazy, as if you were in a dream. The only sound came from the three of you, breathing heavily as you recovered from what had just happened. The room smelled like sex, sweat, and oddly enough, greasy pizza.

“Y/N?” Jaehyun murmured, “You still with us?"

You nodded, trying to ignore the scratchiness in your throat. "Yeah… ‘m good. Came really hard.”

Johnny chuckled from behind you, before pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “Certainly looked like it, baby.”

You smiled, eyes drooping already at the tiredness you were beginning to feel.

You settled down between the two of them, ignoring the smell of sweat emanating from the three of you all together. Yes, you loved being like this, sandwiched between your two favorite people, but you couldn’t deny that the body heat radiating from everyone, plus slight tackiness of sweaty skin against more sweaty skin made you want to cringe. And as much as you loved the idea of Jaehyun’s cum staying inside of you, it was slowly beginning to trickle down your thigh, further contributing to your growing discomfort.

“I need to shower,” You finally mumbled, rubbing your eyes sleepily, before pouting. Looking around the motel room, you noted that it was dingy enough, you didn’t want to imagine the bathroom. “How bad is the bathroom?”

Jaehyun groaned, hand coming to rub at his forehead in disdain.

“Oh, it’s fuckin’ nasty.”

“...Shit.”

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Voicemail. ~part 2~

a/n : you want it? go get it! heres the second part to voicemail!! I’m thinking a 3rd and final part for this??? if y’all want it tell me! ALSO I’ve linked what the reader is wearing and maybe what others are too so if you see a link thats what it is. also wanted to say thank you so much for the support on this one shot!! i would put those big eye emojis but im typing on a laptop and i dont think O.O is the same....

first part!!!! go read

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“Next on the red carpet is singer/song writer Y/N L/N, wow look at that beautiful dress!! This year at the Grammys she is up for 3 awards, Song of the Year, Best Dance Recording, and Best Solo Pop Artist!”

The interviewer exclaimed excitedly from her podium along side the paparazzi wall. It had been a week since the songs were let out for the world and so there was definitely an electricity in the air at the awards ceremony.

“All you fans are probably watching for the most anticipated performances of tonight! Harry Styles will be singing one of his new songs from his album FineLine! Twitter is going ballistic from the recently leaked songs about is break up with L/N, we all know the cameras will be on her tonight whenever he’s mentioned! Oh look, here she comes now!”

You walked over in your beautiful award dress, safe to say you were the best dress star there. Your hair was done up and the red long dress seemed to flow around you effortlessly as you walked.

“Hello Diane, it’s lovely to see you again.”

You said in a polite voice, smiling to her and the camera, she handed you an extra mic, ready to drown you with questions.

“I’m going to cut to the chase— did you listen to the songs?”

Wow, this lady’s cut throat I’ll give her that.

“Oh yes! I’ve listened to all the albums nominated this year and I’m so excited.”

“Oh I was talking about—“

“I’m so incredibly grateful for the nominations, I put my blood, sweat, and tears into this album and I’m glad the fans love it as much as I do.”

You could see the Diane deflate a little, understanding you’d keep dodging questions about Harry until it was over so she moved on.

“Yes, you’re nominated for Best Dance Recording, the music video for your song Clouds was crazy! How long did it take you to figure out how to dance while flying?!”

You laughed, thinking back to the many rehearsals of choreography on the ground and then being connected to cables and hoisted into the air to perform it.

“A girl never tells her secrets,” you said with a wink.

“Well speaking of flying in a music video, I know one performance tonight will be—“

Cheers and hysteric screaming filled the fan area as someone came on to the carpet.

“Is that? Oh look, Harry Styles enters the stage in a—, my goodness! You and him are matching!”

You couldn’t believe it.

Harry was decked out in a full red suit, hair beautifully fluffed and glimmering in the light. He had red heels that looked like Dorthy’s slippers.

And he had the faintest amount of red lipstick on, making him look like an ethereal being in red.

“Wow, we really are matching.”

You mumbled to yourself, half forgetting you were being filmed.

You turned back to the camera the moment you remembered, making your face emotionless so hopefully the interviewer wouldn’t pick up on your thoughts at the moment.

You quickly thanked her and slipped off into the sea of celebrities, hearing his voice ‘hello love! So happy you could come’ to the fans hoping he would give them a signature.

You entered the award room, looking for your assigned seat. Luckily you were strangely one of the only people in there aside from a few techies working on the stage lights.

“Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift, Selena Gomez, Billie Elish, Kahild… Harry….”

You gasped, basically scoffing at what you saw next.

“Y/N L/N? Are you fucking kidding me?!”

You started to breathe a little faster, “Oh god, I don’t think I can do a whole ceremony next to him, after the whole thing online… and not responding to his texts.”

It’s true, when he had texted you that morning, it took you 5 hours and a shot of tequila to actually open his messages.