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be honest with me. what are the chances of a hard launch in june
anon this question goes back years. and the thing is. we have been right once before.
you ask me this this time last year? fuck no. i might even quip that dapg would come back before dnp would hard launch. well. look at us now.
and even then, you look back on the content they started with in the revival--it honestly kind of felt exactly like where we left off, only a lot more explicitly queer (we stan). and then... trying to see without my glasses 2. and bang, spooky week happened. and that shifted the balance. we suddenly got slo-mo replays of handholds. day, after day, after day, finishing with the absolute masterpiece of halloween baking cinnamon rolls. in all honesty it was so much more than i'd've ever expected from them. truly another post-baking universe.
and it never really slowed down. suddenly we had cat prom photos, catboy butlers, catboy dan w/ phil photography credit, theyre 'wrestling' --running us full throttle into gamingmas, the first since 2017. and every day we had a new thing to freak out over: standing close. golf jokes. and then... pinof reacts. i don't know what compelled them to do it but i do have speculations. genuinely, i think they wanted to defang a lot of their history. we treated pinof 1, especially, with this... reverance. and it wasn't talked about too publicly--and dnp didnt do it either. so if they really wanted to move on, to bring down the walls, open the floodgates, define this new era: they had to throw the first stone. and they did. quite heartily too. suddenly this almost taboo part of their history--almost too intimate to be perceived--was on the table. and we were talking about it. joking about it. giving clear signals of 'we see it, it's okay.' and suddenly we existed in a post-pinof reacts world. of anything, i would've never predicted they would've done that. absolutely wild. follow that with it takes two being so chill and fond. incohearant being so blatant and heartfelt. trombone champ being unhinged and chaotic. the genuine and sweet complimenting of each other in the red carpet video. devan wedding... happilyphoreverafter... we crashed forward in time. never knowing what would be next. where is the line? how far will they go.
they teased us with japhan honeymoon and we knew 2024 would be wild. but we didn't know how much. from wdapteo 2023, to specific reminiscing about japan w/ devan, WAD happening, and phil playing a huge role in it all--from the orange carpet hosting, to 'ive been in *sex noises* with phil from the start!', to 'remote crisis manager phil lester', to dan saying he can stay during the thank you.
one of the biggest videos so far this year was the tiktok likes one. i will be forever haunted by the dog eating cheeseburger and willy wonka tiktoks--theres some things i was never meant to know. and yet. they tell us. explicitly.
every single video on amazingphil since the return of dapg has mentioned or featured dan. there's been a palpable shift in the way they interact. have you seen the way phil has been glowing in videos lately? this guy is on cloud nine all the time. it's really not hard to see why.
the energy of keep or yeet w/ dan... the absolute Lack of pretense of it all. phan twitter... watch your step baby girl...
dan and phil fucking crafts. talk about an unexpected return. legacy defining, one might even say. we're still in this tailspin of what everything means and they drop this insanely iconic video on us. from the storytelling to the production to the aesthetic--and its all capped off by explicit handholding. yes, it was part of the sacrifice. but hand in hand, the heart dan ripped from phils chest in one, and the knife that did it in the other... oh boy. we're really in it now. and then they put it on fucking merch. genius. truly no one does it like them.
and the foot has been on the accelerator since. dan and phil connections, shuffleboard & mocktails, getting deep slumber party, acknowledgement & approval of fics (yes previously given but never like this)--hell, even the sims today was wild for 'is their love language horrible banter π'.
you didn't ask for an essay but i gave you one. all of this to say, they've been moving the line. quite intentionally so. they intentionally revived their joint branding. they are 'dan and phil' again, and seem happier than ever about it, and i think that means something. they're saying things they never would have before--out of the closet or not.
as for june... 5 years since coming out is a big deal. so is this year being 15 years of dnp. hell, so is this year for being the first out pride month where they're explicitly a duo and regularly making content together. they're sentimental, there will be something.
my craziest idea is reacting to their coming out videos βοΈπ --but i don't think it'll actually happen. as for more realistic, i could see pride merch. and however that goes will be significant, in my opinion. i'm excited and curious.
i don't know if they'll hard launch. it's hard to put all of the implications, complications, and speculations back into the box once it's opened. dan's talked about it before--wanting to be able to fuck up and not be publically executed, instead, being able to learn and grow and work it out. i think that's a very understandable stance to have. very grounded. we'd have to ask him if tour/dapg has changed that now. i do think he's had some sort of life epiphany--whether it's about that specifically, only he can say. but i think it's there.
even if i portray a lot of level-headedness, i wear my clown nose with pride. sometimes the only option is to go with whatever is funniest at the time. they're both jokesters, so they could commit to a bit like that. but it's also like, it can be too serious for them to want to joke about. i don't know. i think we're in this almost beautiful state right now--the we know you know of it all. there's no expectations, no demands to be met, no obligations of types of content. they're happy. we're happy. it depends on if they feel ready. if they want to. we'll be here, always.
#that is to say. marraige hill is starting to get crowded boys. so if you could. do something about that. thatd be great#im sure there's things ive missed but basically it comes down to this: realistically? maybe. & thats a lot fucking closer than its ever been#theyre having fun. and that means im having fun#dnp#c.text#dan and phil#phan#<- for the fandometrics#answered
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summary: the first time you and percy meet isn't the best of circumstances and opinions are formed
warnings: swearing and i think thats just about it!
a/n: *in announcer voice* hello and welcome to my first au series, percy and the popstar - help the first time i thought of that my mind went to 'the princess and the popstar' π - im using gracie, masie peters and taylor swift lyrics and faceclaims because im unoriginal as shit :) so if i've used a ts lyric and she's also liked a post lets just collectively ignore that okay!! anyway its unedited but i hope you enjoy! <3 lemme know what you think!!
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percy jackson is famous.
ok thats putting it lightly, percy jackson is extremely famous. in fact he is one of the youngest million-almost-billion-aires in the world. the twenty-two year old has an incredible influence on the world. how he got famous? no one really knows.
maybe its the fact that society drops at the feet of any good-looking rich boy. or maybe he actually did work for it like the rest of the word, we'll never know.
but.
y/n l/n is even more famous.
she's a force to be reckoned with, taking the world by storm with her music and setting the industry alight with her influence. she's got power, beauty and talent and she's not afraid to show it, the recently-turned twenty-one year old has turned the world on its head. case and point; her world tour that she's embarked on. y/n l/n switched things up and instead of starting in the u.s she's finishing here in good ol' new york!
l/n has one final show in florida and two more in boston and then we welcome her home to nyc.
why am i writing an article about y/n l/n and percy jackson i hear you ask? because the young celebrities were both spotted at a high end restaurant in florida, whether they were actually together or not remains to be discovered...
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"would you put your phone down?" lia sighs, setting down an iced coffee in front of you. "you've been staring at that article all morning- its not even a credible source. its probably just some random high schooler blogging."
"i know," you huff and glare at her when she steals your phone from you. "but seriously? percy jackson? come on! i've never even met the guy."
"ooh he is yummy," lia says looking at your phone, at the photo of percy that was pasted at the top of the article. "i mean, ew yucky, he's like the ugliest person ever, i definitely don't want to bang him."
"bang him?" you laugh. "please for the love of god, never say that again."
lia just shrugs and picks up her own coffee taking a sip. "it's trueee."
sighing you lean back into your seat and look around the extravagant living room you're both currently resting in. its a few hours before you have to start getting ready for your final show here in florida and you can feel the anticipation starting to build under your skin.
"omigoshlookatthis," lia shrieks shoving your phone into your face.
"are you seriously stalking his instagram right now?" you raise your eyebrows at her.
"what? as i said he. is. hot."
your eyes flick quickly over his instagram not really seeing the appeal - sure he's good looking in a noticeable, obvious kinda way - but all he seems to post is pictures of him and how rich he is. ugh. be more creative - his insta is like every other boys. shirtless pics and vacations.
then your eyes settle on one thing in particular. "wait! you followed him?"
"shit," lia's eyes widen. "fuck this isn't going to help is it?"
"do something!" you shriek leaping off the couch. "do something! unfollow him! do something!"
"shit shit shit shit," lia cries as you both fly around the room in hysteria - you're both acting like teenage girls honestly - but at this point you don't care.
"fix it! fix it!"
"ok ok! done! i unfollowed him." lia's quiet for a moment and then she panics again. "ahhh fuck he's ONLINE!"
"noooooo! do you think he saw it?" you slap lia in the shoulder. "LIA!" hands shaking as you slump back down. "fuck. oh my god. this is going to be all over the internet."
"it'll be okay," lia comforts sitting down next to you. "it's not like you're famous or anything."
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just now
yn.user followed you
"PERCY FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?"
those aren't usually percy's favorite words. so when he hears grover yelling this from the hotel bathroom - why the bathroom? don't ask.
"what? what?" percy yells back.
"PERCY MOTHER FUCKING JACKSON WHAT DID YOU DO?" okayyy thats is definitely not good if luke was yelling at him too.
"WHAT?" percy yells back.
"PERCY-"
"I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SAY WHAT DID YOU DO ONE MORE TIME-"
luke and grover both stalk into the living room with chris and clarisse hot on their heels all supporting bewildered looks on their faces.
"do you know y/n l/n?" grover asks narrowing his eyes.
"the singer right?" percy asks confused still.
"check your insta right now," clarisse jumps in.
percy still confused as ever pulls out his phone eyebrows nearly springing off his face when he sees the notification on insta.
"wait what?"
"y/n l/n followed you for like two minutes and then unfollowed you again. its all over twitter, instagram, everything - especially after that dumb article went around," luke explains.
"it doesn't matter," percy sighs chucking his phone back onto the couch beside him.
"uh yes it does!" grover practically yells. "do you know where we're all going tonight? to her concert! this is going to feed every horny teenage girls dream." grover shoots percy an exasperated look. "my god, the rumours and theories that are gonna come out after this is insane."
"who cares what people think about us? it isn't true. besides y/n is probably one of those girls."
"those girls?" clarisse asks her eye brows raised.
"y'know, pretentious little daddy's girls who clearly have everything handed to them on a silver platter? those girls."
"whatever you say dumbass," chris chuckles.
"we're going to that concert tonight, percy," grover says turning on him. "shit is going to hit the fan because of it, but we're going. because i paid a fortune for those tickets and clarisse and i really wanna see y/n."
"whatever you say buddy, whatever you say."
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user1 omg omg best night of my lifeee
user2 is that a possible song lyric i see there???
user3 omfg it could be. the three !!! at the end of both floridas??
user4 everybody wake up y/n has posted!
user7 did anyone else see her follow percy jackson and then unfollow him??? no just me?
user6 holy shit yess i saw that
user5 i smell a new ship brewing
user8 WAIT didn't he go to last night's show??
user10 why isn't he waiting for the new york concerts? he lives there right? why go allll the way to florida?
user9 mother is mothering
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"i told you this would happen!" you huff to lia when she walks into your bedroom a few mornings later. "my entire comment section has been filled with people questioning about percy! i've never even met the guy!"
lia who had been assigned the role - self-assigned - the role to get you out of bed just rolls her eyes and drags the covers off you. "i know as you keep saying. but there is nothing we can do about it- short from announcing that it was a mistake. no one will even believe that anyway, so just let it go."
reluctantly you leave the comfort of your bed and slip into the clothes lia had picked out, trailing after her like a lost puppy. this usually happens between concerts, you return home and rest in your bed (with lia more often than not) not leaving it unless you need to, then lia comes parading in and announces that you're going out and since you have little fight left in you - you always agree.
ignoring the countless paparazzi as you make your way into the cafe you listen to lia as she blabs on about how she's never going to forgive you for not telling her you were adding a new song to your setlist without telling her.
you're so wrapped up in your own head you don't even see the person in front of you until you're slamming into them. and they've spilt coffee down your front.
"ah shit."
"fuck sorry."
you look up and its none other than the percy jackson. well hey! you've officially met him now!
"you good?" percy asks glasses and a cap cover his face but you still recognise him - what? lia's obsessed. and you were subjected to listen about her love for him - and the tone of his voice already pissed off and bored. it's like he was concerned until the second he recognised you. rude.
he doesn't even spare you a second glance before he's flipping you off.
"excuse me?" you say pulling his hand down. "did you just flip me off?"
percy's face pulls into a smirk and you just look up at him in disgust, brush past him and say "whatever asshole." at the same time he says. "later bitch."
fucker you're both thinking.
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hey man listen, im sure you just didnt know because hes just a funny haha tweets guy but dril is literally an outspoken nazi on twitter and has made mulitple tweets with nazi dogwhistles and literally responded to someone going "its not a joke, i fucking hate jews". like theres screenshots and posts and stuff about it out there and im sure you could dig through his twit. none of my posts about this ever get picked up because no one wants to admit the internet funnyman is a bad guy but hes like. a literal actual nazi. take that as you will
disclaimer for my followers: do not start shit with this person. I swear to fucking god. be cool.
not to be rude but I looked this up:
on twitter's website, where I found nothing;
on twitter's mobile app, where I also found nothing;
on DuckDuckGo, where I found nothing except the "(((keebler elves)))" tweet, which I think you could reasonably argue was in poor taste but hardly seems like a sincere endorsement of fascist beliefs;
and on Google, where I again found nothing except the "(((keebler elves)))" tweet and people talking about the keebler elves tweet
so, like, with all due respect I think you're either misremembering something / conflating him with someone else, or someone is fucking with you. I'm genuinely not sure what else this could be referring to, other than his recent slew of tweets mocking the nation-state of Israel, which - speaking as an antizionist Jew - I think are good and funny
the main reason I'm posting a response to this ask at all is because I get asks like this a lot. like, every couple months at this point. but usually they're not about dril, who 1. barely uses this website and barely ever has, and 2. has bigger things to worry about! usually they're about Some Trans Woman who I may never have even fucking heard of. I've gotten asks calling latina trans women "white" and accusing them of being turbo-racist because they Disagreed With Someone One Time. I've gotten asks trying to convince me that a woman I've never spoken to is a sexual predator based on literally zero evidence of any kind. and it gets fucking tiresome. okay? it's really, really fucking tiresome
so I figure I'll post this one because it's illustrative, and because it won't stir up shit around someone who might actually get hurt by it. please stop doing this. please stop sending me completely unsupported asks about how such-and-such is a terrible person.
at the bare fucking minimum send me actual concrete Posts that I can look at, because then I can actually judge for myself whether it's something worth getting upset about. otherwise there's basically a 10% chance I look into it, find nothing tangible, and shrug, and a 90% chance it goes straight into the trash.
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thinking abt bringing my laptop to school so i can write my essay at one of the cafes in the area. i need to write or i will die
#im literally biting through glass thinking of it#every time i post one of my 'do you guys ever think about' posts its always about something im gonna cover in my essay and im still only#halfway through my analysis on DB. its driving me insane.#i want to talk about so many things all at once but ohhh i need to write the rest of my script and then film everything and collect b roll#and i need to find a way to edit it all together and make the presentation interesting and and and. AUGH#listen its whatever its fine. thats what you guys signed up for amirite atticus nation#Professor Layton and the (__) hour (__) minute Video Essay. coming to a youtube homepage near YOU! sometime next year
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i have so many thoughts on the squid entity and i cannot share them with either of my Thoughts People so. skip the tags if you are avoiding endgame spoilers.
#type: thoughts#i saw a post about morally gray characters and like#it's a very complex Guy. but from#tav: aria#'s pov it's both less complex and more complex#and im chewing on their dynamic again#she feels responsible for how everything ends. she can't stand him. he's familiar and almost comforting by the end. the silence is deafenin#she tried to kill it. it manipulated and lied to her at every opportunity. she mabipulated and lied back. it held a whole ass person captiv#for an indefinite amount of time.#like this is not a healthy dynamic. but she has so much regret about how things end#AND THEY WERE BOTH BEING MANIPULATED BY THE BRAIN.#<- critical To Her. bc the brain brought them to the end. thru him. so how much of a victim was he. in her mind she drove him back to the#brain in the end out of his own complete lack of options. to the one thing he wanted to escape. and In Her Mind#she did so by Not Being Willing to sacrifice#ch: orpheus#when presented with impossible odds. she looked for alternatives she *tried*#but when#ch: the emperor#is the one she has to sacrifice when facing impossible odds (the wrath of a would-be god vs the wrath of a would-be god)#it's 'i have to'. BEFORE SHE EVEN KNOWS HOW MUCH LYING ITS BEEN DOING.#(which Actually made her trust it less than she ends up trusting it but#anyway.)#i think its genuinely top five regrets from the entire adventure. its moonrise/yanna/him. shes a little messed up#tav: beithir#playing the role of her ansur it makes everything so much more complicated for her#bc in my canon. when it reacts negatively to Bronze Dragon Bestie it loses some Points.#and then when she finds out *why*. its a very mixed bag. bc on the one hand how could you ever but on the other#i know Exactly how. and that horrifies her.#bg3 spoilers#woetp: fiddlehead soup
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seat taker
s. you have a crush on the smartest and sexiest guy in your lit class who happens to ride a motorcycle with spooky season around the corner. what ever might happen?
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w. fem! reader, biker!geto! x reader , fluff!, smut! (its more so toward the end so u can read until it cuts off to that lol if u want)
a/n: based on this idea I posted about biker!geto from uni lol, I didn't really proofread so ill get to that sometime later after I shower and eat lol just wanted to get this out
"go sit next to him then."
you take a nervous gulp from your water bottle as you walk to your lit class. the effort was a bit clumsy considering you were using one hand to open and close it while the other held your phone, your friend on the other line.
"never, would I ever have the balls to do that. i may be confident but I am not as delusional as the caveman gym bro that took your seat so he could sit next to me in anthropology."
she laughs on the other end, a hysterical giggle at your backtalk.
"well then he's just gonna keep thinking you're creepy cause you stare."
you let out a haughty scoff, "as if I acknowledge his existence." a finger of yours goes up in the air, as if she could see you being a smartass about your discretion, "I never look at him. I only get in a glance or two when he asks the professor a question or when he raises his hand to answer a question."
"you're insane."
"unfixable." you sigh prettily and proudly before giving a more serious response to her first suggestion, "and it would be really awkward if I sat next to him either way. the class is packed and everyone has their assigned unassigned seats, the white haired guy that always sits next to him would probably push me off his seat if he ever saw me there."
"that is true. some girl did that to me in stats and I was like ??? have you not been sitting somewhere else this entire semester? pissed me off that I had to sit somewhere else and take someone's seat."
you're about five seconds away from your lecture hall door when you add to her complaint.
"right. and then that person looks at you funny cause you took their seat and then arghβits just a fucking domino effect." you turn around and take a step into the class, the sight before you bringing emphasis to the last words that you meant to finish off with, "fuck seat takers..."
"huh. what was that last part?"
your classroom is full. every one of the 200 seats are seemingly just taken. it's a sight you're not used to when you walk into class. normally, when you decide to go in, about half of the class is there, and you were starting to curse the fact that you gave yourself the luxury to finish the last of your reading for next week ahead of time. those ten minutes didn't seem like they'd make a difference, they sure do now...
with white haired guy sitting in YOUR seat.
its across the lecture hall from where he normally sits, next to Geto, who just so conveniently has an empty seat next to him, the only empty seat.
poker face, poker face, poker face.
it's all you repeat to yourself as you walk up the carpet steps to the row where Geto is sitting and try to continue the conversation with your friend.
there's no white noise, some people are typing away at their computers and others are chatting with the person next to them or near them, so it gives you room to explain yourself a little without being heard.
"everybody's already in class, and white haired guy is in my seat dude, and guess which seat isn't fucking taken." there's an edge to your voice, however it lays undetectable with your calm face.
"WAITTTTTTTT. AHAHAβ"
you can feel your body heating up in nerves when you start walking between Geto's row, to the seat next to him.
"stop f/n. I am on the verge of committing a serious crime. I'm going to actually end up in handcuffs by the end of today. theβ"
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA." She keeps laughing at you as you force yourself to not care that you're pulling out and sinking into the chair next to Geto. If he acknowledged you, you wouldn't have known, his mere presence something you deleted from your mind in order to process the current events before you right now.
a high pitched and drawn out HA is the last of her laughs you hear before she speaks again, "I basically manifested this for you. you should be thanking me."
"fuck your manifesting. I'm not excited for this." you don't care to filter your voice into a whisper, it stays at its normal tone even though you're next to Geto because he didn't even know what the conversation was about anyway.
you balance your phone between your shoulder and cheek while you begin to take out your iPad and journal for class.
"ask him for a ride on his motorcycle after heh." she pokes at you and you feel like you can hear her poking out her tongue in malevolence.
even though you're slightly grumpy at your predicament, you manage to make a comment accompanied by a sigh, "with the way midterms are looking, id need a different kind of ride."
"you can ask him for that too~"
"shut up, you menace."
"hehe," she strikes evilly, "well, I'll leave you to your class with your boyfriend."
"no, stop, the class doesn't evenβ"
"bye!"
and she hung up on you, leaving you to flip mindlessly through your notebook while you try to ignore the presence of the hot hot hot piece of sexiness next to you.
suguru geto has been at the forefront of your mind for weeks now. you had always slightly admired him from afar, considering your actual seat in the lecture hall was across the room from him. he was undeniably attractive, with his long black always tied up in a bun and clean outfits. and his intelligence, he was always one to garner thoughtful debates in class in response to the professors teachings. his calmness towards everything was enough to make you swoon at the thought go him being that patient with you too.
and his stupid motorcycle, the thing that made it all click for you.
you had been walking to the library after class to meet with your classmate to work on an anthropology presentation when you caught a glimpseβstareβof him getting onto a motorcycle and pulling a helmet over his head before he quickly rode off to wherever he was going. for some reason, it really got your gears grinding and wishing you could just jump this man and do some truly desperate things.
he was all you thought about after. none of the other cute guys in your classes could hold a candle to the being that is suguru geto, renouncing you into a pining mess that looked forward to every lit classβeven though you pretended you didn't care for him.
god, what even was the point in all of this if you weren't ever going to make a move? if he just SPOKE to you first maybe you could get some rizz inβ
"you have pretty handwriting."
"Iβwhat?"
you perk up like a deer in headlights at the sudden voice of Geto, wondering if you're the one he's speaking to.
and he is, he's spinning a pen between his fingers while he looks at you, slightly gesturing towards the journal in your hands, your cursive covering the pages of it.
"oh!" you're still caught off guard, doe eyes in the face of his sudden and scary, to you, comment, "thank you. can't even read it sometimes though, it's like trying to understand another language when I have to study what I write after."
he smiles slightly at your comment, a whisp of his dark hair swaying near his right eye, "I think it'd be cool to try and translate."
you resist the urge to curl into a ball and wish he would just look away from you, but you persevere, holding out your journal to him.
"be my guest." you say without hesitance
he sets his pen aside when he grabs it, immediately flipping through the pages and starting to skim through your notes, his eyes moving side to side as he does. you get a good view of him while he goes about trying to decipher your writings. he's wearing a black shirt today, it's not exactly tight, but not loose either. it gives you the perfect view of his arms bulging a bit, his biceps' size is an eye sore for you.
he's wearing these black stud earrings too, only visible because of the bun that he keeps his long hair. you wish you could see how long his hair actually was sometimes, he had never worn it down to class.
"looks like I'm more versed in your cursive than you are." he glances at you, a faint smile on his lips
your eyebrows raise a little and your eyes widen, "what? you can read it?"
he closes the journal and slides it to your spot on the very long lecture table. geto then leans over to your side a bit, close to your ear, and starts to point across the room to his white haired friend.
"see that idiot with the pitch black glasses?"
the question sends chills down your spine, the proximity making your heart race.
"y-yeah."
"silver spoon baby. learned cursive when he was four and it's basically incomprehensible unless you've been sharing notes with him since high school."
a laugh flows out of your lips, etching a smile on your face. your shoulder slightly bumps into his chest from it before you turn your head to directly face his.
"and I'm taking it that you're well versed in his cursive then too?"
he looks at you with a slight dreaminess in his eyes, his height still domineering over you even if you were both seated next to each other.
"have to be, would have failed lots of class projects if I didn't"
you take the opportunity to poke about the whereabouts of his friend in your seat now that he's been mentioned.
"and why's he sitting over there then?" you blink up at him for a response
at this, geto sinks back to his original position on his chair, face a million miles away from yours now as he goes back to fiddling with his pen.
"he's...trying to flirt with the girl he's talking to right now." he shakes his head a little, although there isn't much of a disappointed look in his face, it's more entertained. he was probably used to his friend's antics by now.
"ah. at least it looks like she's into it." you dispense the weight of your head onto the palm of your hand as you look at his friend with him, "could not have been me."
"what?"
you don't turn to look at him as you respond, "this Andrew Tate gym bro took my friend's seat to sit next to me in my anthropology class the other day. tried speaking to me like those guys who swear all you need is a computer to become a millionaire. worst ninety minutes of my life."
you hear a puff of a laugh from geto
"I can guarantee you Gojo has better skills than that. he's probably talking about his Halloween party for this weekend."
you flip your head to look at him suddenly, "he's that guy?"
every big party that everyone talked about on campus was always held by Gojo. they had numerous amounts of beers and liquor bottles. always the best music, the best hookup stories, the best snacks, everything. you hadn't put a face to the name until now, although it should've clicked when you found out Geto's name. his was always being paired with Gojo, as some would put it, two pretty best friends.
geto could see the gears turning in your head and his eyes creased a little at your realization in a smile, "yea, that's the guy."
you're a bit taken aback by his confirmation and turn to take another look at gojo before looking back at geto.
amused, geto speaks again, "by all means, go for it, he'sβ"
you quickly shake your head and stretch out both your hands to frantically do the same, "no, god, no. i'm not into him. it's just I didn't know that was him. I always hear good things about his parties."
geto nods, "he has an affinity for making sure everyone has a good time. you ever been to one?"
you shake your head, "never, haven't had the chance to or been invited."
"you should go to the Halloween one." geto suggests, gesturing his pen in your direction before going back to spinning it around his fingers, "you know where it is?"
you shake your head again, now completely facing his direction, the attention you were giving to his friend gone and now placed on him.
geto gestures towards your journal and reaches for it, "may I?"
you nod, curious at what he was going to do.
he flips the journal and opens the very last page, guaranteed to be blank and begins writing something on it.
when he pushes it back to your side of the table, you can see what he's written now, an address.
"that's where the frat house is."
you wiggle your eyebrows a little at him, "you in the frat too?"
geto laughs fully this time and shakes his head, "no. I have my own apartment. that's just gojo's thing."
you acknowledge him and look over the address written on your journal, "I'll think about it. have to wear my costume somewhere right?"
"what is it?" he tilts his head curiously, genuine interest in what you would choose to dress up as.
you try to bite back the smile at the knowledge you have of your costume and choose to leave it up in the air for him, tapping your journal on his shoulder.
"now that is something for you to find out if you see me at the party."
just how it's entailed in mean girls, you dress up slutty for gojo's halloween party. you wore a playboy bunny costume, close to one of the sluttier things you can wear, but it's rare recently for girls to wear as opposed to the trendy fairy and angel costumes lately.
although it isn't exactly halloween yet, its the first out of the two parties gojo was holding in honor of the holiday. next weekend there would be another one on the actual day, but you didn't know if you'd go that one yet, you were going to see what this one was all about though.
you brought your friend with you, hooking her up with the address geto provided you because she had been aching to go to one of gojo's parties too.
your eyes light up when you see geto's sleek black motorcycle parked near the garage as the both of you walk to the door.
"god, there's so many people inside." your friend all but screeches in excitement and you would too if it weren't for the nerves of impending doom that geto, your everything crush and classmate, was going to see you wearing this.
the chills that come from the thought make you rub your shoulders for heat as you walk inside and the blaring of the music becomes even more booming now that it isn't being shielded by the walls of the house.
"where do you think the drinks are?" you try to speak up, a trace of small worry at bumping into geto laced in your voice.
she raises her head up and looks around to see where she could spot the alcohol until she starts dragging you by the hand, "the kitchen is over here I think!"
she pushes the both of you past clusters of people, paving the way for her desire for vodka and it makes you bump into someone a bit roughly.
you try to voice out your apology quickly as she keeps dragging you along, looking back at who you just bumped into.
it's geto.
his eyes show mild surprise, not one for entirely showing his emotions, they're widened a bit and he looks a bit taken aback while his eyes rake up and down your bodyβstill being dragged away. he's not wearing a costume, sporting a white t-shirt and jeans instead.
the words of apology you were going to utter fall off as you make eye contact and realize it was him you bumped into, he who just got an obvious look at your costume.
you're glad the speed of your friend makes the interaction short lived due to her lightning speed in suddenly bringing you to the kitchen, which is lined with beer and liquor of all kinds, every space of the spacious kitchen taken up by alcohol.
you hurriedly reach to serve yourself a cup of strawberry vodka, hoping that the first sip and those after might make your nerves dilute. when you turn around to talk to your friend, who's probably already served herself straight flavorless vodka, she's being flirted with by her anthropology club crush. she gives you a quick glance, a combination of 'oh my god oh my god' and 'sorry' being communicated to you.
you smile at her knowingly and point towards where everyone was dancing and talking, marking that that's where you would be while you left her to go as far as she wanted with the boy in front of her.
you're halfway through the crowd to make it to the patio when a voice is suddenly in your ear from behind.
"is it as cool as people say?"
you jump at the intrusion and cradle the cup of vodka to your chest and look at who just spoke to you.
it's geto, exactly behind you, his large frame towering over your body and leaned over so you could hear him.
you're stopped in your tracks and turn around to face him now, trying hard not to feel intimated by your basically half naked right in front of him.
"yeah!" you nod
geto turns his head a little from his spot at least a foot above you and leans down again, at level heads with you
"sorry, say that again." he looks at you earnestly, wanting to be able to properly hear your answer with the loud music echoing into your ears and his.
"I said yeah! I didn't know parties could be this packed!" you say, taking a nervous sip from your cup as you look at him
"what happened to your friend?" geto keeps his posture the way it is to keep talking to you
"the guy she likes started talking to her!" you exclaim past the loud blare of music.
"ah." he nods, taking a quick glance to the kitchen and spotting your friend smiling eagerly at the guy in a jason costume in front of her. "what are you going to do then?"
you blink cluelessly, haven't actually thought about until he asked you.
"dance!" you look around the room so he could look with you. bodies pressed against each other and bodies dancing by themselves all across the room.
geto smiles and straightens himself before reaching a hand out to you and gives you a look of 'wanna take it?'
you can't help the bashful smile that makes its way to your face as you hesitantly take his hand. he softly brings you closer to him, not as close as the other horny bodies in the room, but it's a little intimate and makes you feel intoxicated. he puts his other hand high on your waist, making sure to avoid the sluttiness beneath that line of your torso considering your outfit, and he starts to sway the both of you to the music. he holds you to himself with you hook an arm over his shoulder and use the other hand to hold your drink, singing along to the music with a toothy smile.
it was playful, the interaction with him, a fun setting between the both of you. the combination of that and the large heap of strawberry vodka you served yourself and managed to finish by the second song with him were the reason for your increasing comfortable nature with him. you were laughing and laying your head on his chest frequently through your endless bursts of energy and gasping breaths for relief.
he was smiling throughout the entirety of it, never getting too comfortable though, and keeping his hands where they had originally been.
"I just wanna be one of your girls tonight!" you sing at the top of your lungs.
geto lets go of one of the hands encircling you and instead reaches for one of the hands splayed across his shoulder and chest, caressing it with a thumb.
you tug at him a little with your other hand and he leans down to hear what you're about to say.
"wanna get drinks?" you ask, craving a sweet hard seltzer instead of another pour of vodka.
"you want something?" geto asks you back
"are there any strawberry drinks?" you blink up at him
geto looks like he's thinking for a second, trying to remember the usual drinks his best friend caters, before he nods, "yeah there are. want me to get you one?"
you nod eagerly at him and follow him to kitchen. he had taken a hold of your hand when he noticed you were going to accompany him, he didn't want you to struggle getting through all those people.
he had been bent over to look through a cooler on the floor before he stood up and held out a strawberry daiquiri to you, "here."
"thank you." you nod before you jump and sit on the countertop so you could rest and drink
you notice geto doesn't have a drink in his hand when he leans against the kitchen island in front of you.
"you didn't want a drink?"
geto shakes his head calmly, "gotta drive back."
"oh." you remember his motorcycle from earlier near the garage and strike another question so he doesn't know that you know he has a motorcycle. incredible logic.
"what kinda car do you have?"
"ah, not a car, a motorcycle." he smiles slightly, the answer was humble
"oh~"you drag outβas if it was new information to youβand continue drinking from your bottle.
"you have a ride back home though?" geto asks, crossing his arms over his chest so he could be more comfortable while listening to you.
"uhh," you reach for your phone and see a message from your friend asking if it was okay for her to go to McDonalds with her crush, "well I was going to uber with my friend, but she just had a change of plans."
"I can take you home." he offers genuinely, tilting his head in await for your answer.
"In your motorcycle?!" you blurt out
he starts laughing heartily at your answer and smirks at you when he speaks again, "never been on one?"
"no." you shake your head, a bit intimidated, "what if I fall. im literally naked im gonna get cut up by the road."
geto smiles at you, "that's a fair concern, but I'll give you my helmet and let you borrow my jacket, it's big, it should cover you up a bit no?"
although the alcohol leaves your brain empty, you think it over which involved nothing but staring at him in supposed 'thought' before you nod, "okay."
"can I give you my number? so you can send me your address?" geto asks, shuffling a little bit closer to you
"mhm." you hand your phone to him and watch as he types away into your phone before he hands it back to you. when you stare back at his contact name, suguru geto, it makes a dawn of realization wash over you.
"you don't know my name, rigβ"
"y/n."
you do a double take at how fast he says it and his eyes crease at your reaction.
"what?"
"you get involved in the lectures a lot." he takes note for you
"oh." you sink back into yourself
"do you know mine?"
you shyly respond with a, "yea, you get involved a lot too..."
"good to know." he grins a little, watching as you take the last sip of your drink and gesturing back towards the dancing scene, "wanna go back?"
"yeah." you confirm softly, taking the hand he gives you so you can get off the countertop smoothly. and when your feet touch the ground, you yelp, "ow ow ow ow!"
the hour of pure dancing and jumping around had not been a good rival for your new and tall heels. they were a height you had walked before, but the shoes themselves were new and not worn in, causing a great deal of pain across your entire foot.
geto held you by just below your armpits, the worry he had seeping through in his widened eyes and his leaning over to see if he find out what was wrong with you.
"what's wrong?" he asks quickly
"the heels," you scrunch up your nose in pain and sigh, "they hurt like a bitch now that I got a bit of rest."
you can tell geto feels bad about your pain by the way he grimaces for you and plants you on the countertop again. he suddenly kneels down and begins to work at the clasps of your heels.
"you can borrow my shoes. that sound alright?" he looks up at you from where he's at, already sliding one of the heels from your feet.
you're quick to deny, "but what about you?"
"satoru and I are the same size, I can just ask him for a pair, he has a million."
you give in at his response, embarrassed, "okay."
"you want me to take you home now?" he lightheartedly smiles as he works on the other heel, "I think you can walk in my shoes, but dancing doesn't seem doable."
"well yea." you say dejectedly, a little frown etching itself on your face when he finally comes back up, his lips quirk up a little when he sees it
"wait for me here then." he says, putting your shoes next to you on the countertop before he walks off a little hurriedly to you assume gojo's room.
when geto walks you to his motorcycle, he takes your heels and puts them in the compartment box of it for you, then takes his helmet and immediately puts it on your head.
an 'oomf' leaves your mouth at the sudden weight of it and he looks a little amused as he starts working at the straps of it.
"there you go."
he smirks a little as he looks at the, very large in comparison to you, helmet, and picks up his jacket that he brought back from gojo's room to put on you.
"there we go" he sighs, almost like he's proud of himself and gets on the motorcycle, turning his torso a little to pat behind him for you to get on too.
when you get on and take in the feeling of sitting on a motorcycle for the first time, he's turned around and looking at his phone, pinching and zooming in on the route to your apartment.
"you actually live pretty close to me." he murmurs, noting what roads to take.
"yeah?" you yawn, laying your head on his back
"alright," geto says, starting up his motorcycle, revving it up a bit, "hug me tight okay?"
you nod sleepily and wrap your arms around him, brain so eased by the alcohol in your system that you don't overthink it, as if your sober self wouldn't be screaming and crying on the inside during this exact situation.
geto drives off at a decent pace, some part of you thinking that this might not be the speed he normally drives off and that he was taking it a bit slower just for you. you could feel him breathe in and out all throughout the ride, his chest and stomach were rising and falling underneath your touch. you fell half asleep on him halfway through it, managing to grasp onto him like a child with their stuffed animal, and unable to resist the heaviness of your eyelids.
you blink back to reality at the sudden stop of movement, the stilling air was no longer brushing past your skin and the noise of wheels screeching against the road was gone.
after geto helps you get his helmet off, he hangs it on one of the handles and takes your heels out of the compartment box.
"this is your place right?"
another yawn flutters past your mouth again and you hold out your pointer finger to say yes.
"alright." geto says, watching as you lead the way into and through your apartment and to your place. he had placed a ghost of his hand near your back in case you started to trip up from his shoes considering their size in comparison to your feet. the walk was quiet considering your focus on making it to your door and the overwhelming sleepiness dawning on you.
when you get to your door you slip off geto's shoes and them to him, taking your heels from him in return.
"thank you, geto." you hold try not to yawn again, doe eyes sleepily fluttering at him
"you can call me by my first name." he comments comfortingly, "and no problem. see you in class?"
"yeah." and this time you do yawn, again, before you open your door and walk inside, looking at him while you hold onto the frame.
"alright then." he looks down at you from across the doorway, one hand in his pocket, the other holding onto his shoes, "get some rest okay?"
"okay." you almost murmur, your bed calling out to you.
you get to class at the time you usually do the following class meeting. the weather forecast had been a little chilly, so you opted for a cozy, off the shoulder sweater. it was fashionable and you had been dying to use it the moment you saw the weather forecast the night before.
you're scribbling notes onto your iPad this time, going over lecture notes from your earlier class that day. there were some things you forgot to add and that's what you always used this time for before class started. you see the class start filling in minute by minute out of your peripheral vision as you do this.
your habit of pretending to not care about suguru's presence is still existent, so all you can see for a fleeting second when you look into your backpack for a mint is that he is indeed sitting at his normal spot with gojo.
there was no chance to look at him that day in class, he hadn't spoken, which wasn't really rare, sometimes you wouldn't speak in class either. you, however, did speak in class that day, the module that the professor was teaching that day had piqued your interest a great amount and thus called for a great amount of your interaction with the lesson.
by the end of class, you were setting quick reminders on the notes you had taken of what was the most important before you started packing your bag to leave. the sound of feet and shuffling to leave the class a bit noisy, but it could let you make out the distant loud voice of gojo, probably talking to suguru.
"I have been on my best behavior. I do not know what you mean by that Suguru." "No no no that was a favor, look where it got you." "Oh you are such a wuss."
It was only a little appealing considering the fact that you couldn't hear what suguru was saying and the things that gojo was saying didn't let you get any clues as to what they were talking about. oh well.
you wanted to go home and start studying for a test tomorrow, so you started walking out of class, past suguru and gojo's line of view.
you heard a smack, like one of them had hit the other.
and gojo's voice, "idiot."
you were sitting at your desk, going over the last of your test review when you felt your phone buzz across the desk and picked it up
suguru
hey
y/n
hi
suguru
you wanna take satoru's seat next class?
y/n
he wants to flirt with mika again?
suguru
not rlly lol.
y/n
?????
suguru
I think it'd be cool to switch desk buddies every once in a while ;)
y/n
lmaooo. I won't tell mika if that's what you're scared of
suguru
haha, that's not rlly the case, but just take his seat
y/n
okay?
when you go to class again that same week, you hesitantly take gojo's seat. there was no follow up text from suguru after you said your okay and it was a little off putting. of course it had only been that night and the day after that he hadn't texted again, but it was a little weird, especially for it being the very first text conversation he strikes with you. the only thing that had been exchanged between either of you in your messages had been your address to him from gojo's party.
there were no notes for you to go over, there was no test or important knowledge that you had to use soon in any upcoming classes, so you were left to wait for the class to begin while you aimlessly scrolled through your phone and watched people come into class.
three minutes had passed before suguru and gojo were walking into class together. gojo was rubbing his friend's shoulder rather roughly, a fang filled smile on his face as he said something to him. suguru didn't seem to mind it, like many things, his eyes still had that warmth they always had, but it looked like he had said something back.
gojo playfully shoved suguru forward by the back before he laughed evilly and walked to your original seat, if you were right, you could see his bright blue eyes flick to you for a second behind his glasses before he smiled at the girl he flirted with last week.
you look up at suguru as he finally gets to the seat next to you.
"hey." he sighs with a smile as he plops into the seat.
"hey." you smile only halfway, a little tired from staying up to finish a homework the night before.
"sorry about the cryptic texts." he starts to apologize, moving his chair a little closer to yours, "satoru took my phone."
ah. that's why it seemed so out of character
"it's fine." you reassure, "they were a little off putting to read."
suguru scratches at the back of his neck, "I'm sorry about that. I meant to text after but I felt awkward."
"really? about?"
for the first time, you see him stumble on what to say, hesitance obvious when he opens and closes his mouth for a painfully slow second before he manages to respond, "to see if you were coming to the party on actual Halloween night this weekend."
"oh." your mouth opens in a little oh, oblivious to what he really wanted to say, "I'm not too sure. my friend that I went to the party with is spending it with that same guy she left with. so I don't have anyone to go with. plus I already used my costume."
"what's wrong with using the playboy bunny costume again?"
you eye him, disappointed, and lean over to flick his forehead, "i...am not an outfit repeater, suguru. the people who saw me at last week's party are going to remember me and say 'she's using the same costume again, what a loser'"
he gazes back at you as if you pat his head instead of just flicking it, warmth and a hint of mischief seeping into his stare, "you're right, you did catch a lot of attention."
"what?"
suguru leans back in his seat and answers, "you looked beautiful. it was hard to ignore."
"for who?"
"for me and every guy with eyes at the party."
he seems calm and confident when he says it, but his cheeks and ears start to get a slight pinkish hue as he awaits your response.
you try to keep looking at him, fighting the need to look away and wait for the professor to start class, your flustered face saying all too well what you're feeling, "what am I supposed to say to that?"
"you don't have to." suguru moves forward, positions his feet to face you as well as his face, and puts his elbow on the table, slanting his body onto it a little, "The president of gojo's frat asked for your name. He really liked you."
"Zenin?!"
"You like him?" he asks, with the tone of a guy who would try to set you up with the president if you said yes.
you shake your head, gaze looking down in embarrassment, "no no. it just caught me off guard..."
"if you like Toji it's fine," he tries to lower his head so he could catch your eye again, speaking earnestly yet something about it sounds like it's fake, it's weird, "he's like a dog, treat him well and he's loyal. although he can be brutally possessive, probably the type to leave hickeys on your legs if you're going to be with him and wear a costume like the one from the party."
"no, I don't like him. he's not my type." you answer meekly, having felt a bit of pressure from his boasts of the frat president.
"no?"
"no."
and before he can continue with his intense conversation again, you're saved by your professor, dramatically entering the class and bellowing for all of you to pay attention to him.
when your class ends, you try and succeed at scampering away from suguru before he can get a word out. as if she possessed magical powers, your friend called you the moment your professor ended the lesson. within the millisecond her name popped up on your phone, you grabbed at your phone at put it to your ear.
"hello?"
"hey hey! I have a question!"
you pay no mind to suguru as you haul your backpack over your shoulders and begin to walk out of class.
"what's up?"
"do you want the extra halloween costume I bought? levi is taking me to dinner on halloween for our date and I won't get to use it."
"the fembot costume?!"
you can almost makeout the banter between suguru and gojo a way's away behind you as you walk down the concrete steps of the building.
"yeah! you can go to gojo's party in it!" she beams, before her voice gains a bit of malice, "you can dance with motorcycle guy again~"
"go there by myself?" you groan, almost wanting to stomp your feet on the pavement beneath you
"lots of girls go by themselves to parties!"
"well I've never done that." you grumble
"aw come on. use the costume and go for me. pretty pleaseeeee."
"I'm going to give you a reason to be scared on halloween if this goes south for me. got it?"
it's cold when you get to gojo's party and you're beyond psyched out of your mind. from the unbelievably slutty costume that let everyone see your naked body in panties due to sheer babydoll material and the fear of coming across a very handsome suguru or toji zenin, who as handsome as he was might be able to seduce you, but you didn't want him like you did suguru.
you're more conscious of the stares now, due to suguru's previous comment and the fact that this costume was way more revealing.
on instinct you rush to the kitchen and get a strawberry daiquiri like the one suguru got for you exactly a week ago. you didn't want to get drunk tonight considering you came by yourself, so reaching for the strawberry vodka again was not within your list of options.
your eyes were on high alert as you pushed yourself through the countless bodies dancing, trying to remain unseen.
it doesn't give you cause to hide for some reason, considering he's suguru's friend, but you see satoru strut to the kitchen in a slutty firefighter costume. he was wearing the pants and boots, and nothing on top but a set of suspenders. classic.
however, you do a double take when you suguru geto wearing that same exact costume. you swear you feel your eye twitch in frustration when your eyes see his hair finally down, splayed across his back and chest, and get a peek of a tattoo tracing his spinal structure, bone for bone, going all the way up his back until it gets interrupted by his hair. his arms are practically calling to you when he fist bumps a toji zenin wearing a prisoner costume, they flex and bulge at the action. his abs are all perfectly prominent andβ
he just made eye contact with you.
you hadn't gojo walk up to him and whisper something into his ear, probably that you were here.
fuck you satoru gojo.
suguru smiles immediately and turns to walk to you, leaving you to stay in place and not run away from him.
"you bought another costume?"
"no," you feel your chest heave at the sight of him, breath getting caught in your throat with his very shirtless self right in front of you. it makes you look off to a girl dancing behind him when you continue, "my friend gave me hers because she didn't end up dressing up."
"you want me to bring zenin?" he points a thumb behind him, towards the kitchen, face the definition of calm and suave.
you glare at him this time and take a sip of your daiquiri
"what? feeling shy?" he smiles down at you, if he weren't such a peaceful seeming person, you would have said it was condescending
"I'm not into zenin." a tinge of irritation already seeping into your voice.
"you sure?" he moves closer to you, your face right smack in front of his chest.
"yes." you jut your chin at him, done with his shenanigans
his lips twitch a little when he tugs your strawberry daiquiri out of your hands, grabs you by the neck, thumb close to your chin, and says, "open your mouth." he immediately starts to chug from your daiquiri and the thought of realization dawns on you of what he was about to do.
you open your mouth and he pushes his body closer to yours as he spits the drink into your mouth, his eyes solely on yours as he does it besides for when he briefly looks at something or someone behind you rather haughtily. he's still holding you and intently watching when you swallow it down immediately. that familiar happy crease of his eyes sketched itself across his face after.
you're heaving a little, star struck by the action the both of you just committed, "what was that suguru?"
"scaring off zenin. you don't want him right?"
his eyelids flutter a bit, something yours did whenever they were sleepy and it makes you search into his eyes more. your curiosity dying when you see the sudden red veins clouding the whites of his eyes. and you push him off.
"are you kidding me? you're high?"
"and drunk." he smiles, not minding your pushing him off and still inserting himself into your personal space again.
you try to speak and can't, solely out of irritation at the fact that he did that because of his intoxicated state. you bite your lip to stop yourself from overreacting and settle for shaking your head.
"you don't like guys who smoke?" he asks, genuine concern laced with his stupid crossed persona at the moment, "I tend to never smoke, but satoru passed me his joint when I was already at the 'whatever happens' point of a tequila bottle ."
"I really don't care about that in a guy, as long as he's not a musty constant weed user that can never cope with his life." you roll your eyes at him slightly, "but you just spit alcohol into my mouth because you're crossed as fuck."
"no." he scoffs, now entirely entranced in his conversation with you.
"yes."
"I spit alcohol into your mouth so zenin wouldn't come up to you."
the response makes you cross your arms over each other, "a simple 'hey she's not into you like that' would have sufficed."
"where's the fun in that?" its a serious question for him, you can tell by the way he patiently waits for your answer
irked, you look up at the ceiling while biting your cheek, trying to gather yourself again before you say, "sober up geto." and turning to walk away.
you made it your mission to stay hidden the entire party, having entered the deal with your best friend that if the night turned sour for you, she would come with her boy whatever to pick you up in his car
after their date.
which wasn't going to end until an hour or two.
the garage had stayed open to the enormous frat house, although there weren't any people in it. people had respected the space, leaving the miscellaneous in it untouched such as the two cars and...suguru's bike.
you eyed it from the rather comfy bean bag in the darkest corner of the garage, feeling a fight or flight instinct at the mere glimpse of it whenever you looked up from your phone.
it had been almost two hours since you last suguru and you were striving to keep the streak going on longer.
"told you I'm going home satoru." a wary and very sobered up voice says when they open the door to the garage, "I drank enough water, I'm sober."
it's suguru.
there is no stagger in his step and his posture is refined as he walks to lean again the trunk of the car furthest from you and closest to his bike. you remain hidden due to the cars covering you from his line of sight as well as the sheer darkness of the corner.
he's wearing a shirt now, another black one, and he rakes his hands across face when he gives a defeated sigh. you hoped he wouldn't notice you.
this was your Friday the 13th movie for sure.
suguru pulls outs his phone from one of the spacious pockets of his fireman pants and he starts to type away immediately. there's a slight buzz from your phone seconds within the action.
suguru
are you still here?
I'm sobered up now.
he shoves his phone back in his pocket after. and you watch as he stays where he is, crossing his arms across his chest while he waits a good five minutes for you to respond, which you don't do. he gets his phone out again after and taps something randomly before he puts his phone up to his ear.
buzz-buzz-buzz-buzz
the strong buzzing of your phone on your thigh make a ricochet that gets's fine tuned ears pick up quickly.
"y/n?" he's shining his phone's flashlight on you, squinting his eyes just a little to try and make you out.
nervous, you mutter, "what."
suguru turns the light off and sighs, walking to your corner, his eyes already getting adjusted to the darkness.
"why didn't you answer me?"
"do you really not know the answer?"
"you're right." he sinks down in front of you, sitting down on the floor and brushing a stressed hand through his hair. his legs are stretched out and basically manspread even though he's not on a chair.
"satoru didn't text you to switch seats with him because he wanted to flirt with mika" he comes forth, both of his hands laying across his knees.
you're confused, "butβ"
"it was a wild attempt of his to help me talk to you again." and he laughs, a burst of energy randomly gracing the intense air. suguru raises a hand to rub at the back of his neck while his chest and stomach ricochet and his teeth peek out from his mouth.
"truth is, I really like you." he's still smiling.
the declaration makes you stare blankly at him and a million goosebumps rise across your entire body.
"if you don't feel the same in that regard it's fine of course." he reassures, back to his normal calm self, "I just thought it would help explain my behavior."
"since when?" you peep
"our first class meeting," suguru seems a little bashful at the confession
"I have for a couple of weeks now too." you meekly profess
suguru seems genuinely surprised, his eyes widening, "you have?"
"why do you sound so surprised?" your brows knit.
"it felt like you didn't know I existed until last week." he grins followed by a small huff of humor
"oh...that," you trail off, embarrassed, "I thought pretending you didn't exist was the best way for you to not know I had a thing for you..."
"satoru is far smarter than me in that aspect." he says, "he insisted that you were doing that when I told him."
you giggle a little, "he read me like a book."
suguru hangs his head for a second and groans, still joyful, before he whips his head up and gazes at you, "I apologize for having never gathered the courage to approach you before. I have Satoru to thank for even getting me here with you in the first place."
"it's fine." you shrug, pulling at your own fingers, "we're here now aren't we?"
"we are." he agrees before leaning over. suguru grabs one of your hands and brings it to his lips, placing a soft kiss onto it while his eyes never leave your own.
"want to go back to the party?" you muster past your nerves, focus solely on the warmth of his hand still holding onto yours.
suguru shakes his head lightly, "I'm enjoying it being just the two of us right now. do you want to?"
"no, I like it here too."
theres a moment of silence, where both of you stare at the hands that the both of you have connected until a strong breeze passes and flutters the thin material of your babydoll up and makes you shiver strongly.
"let me." suguru says as he hastily gets up and gets his leather jacket that's hanging from his motorcycle, then brings it back to you, helping you tuck your arms into the sleeves and get comfortable in it.
he's above you when he does it and you can see the small glances he tries to avoid giving your body, especially at the sparkly pink thong peeking through the see through material of your costume. suguru is making sure his jacket is on your properly when you call out to him suddenly.
"suguru."
he doesn't get the chance to respond when he looks back up at you and you pull him in by the material of his shirt to kiss him.
he reciprocates within seconds, after the surprise wears off and places a hand on your thigh, the other next to your head and grabbing at the beanbag. his lips are soft and have no remnants of alcohol on them, a smooth flavor of his skin and flesh meeting your tastebuds when he dips his tongue into your mouth. it elicits a groan from him when you whimper at the contact.
he pushes as much as he can into your space without falling and you follow suit, trying to lift yourself as much as possible off the beanbag to meet him.
a particular whimper has suguru pulling away from you and pulling you up by the arm so he can maneuver you to sit on the trunk of the car next to you. when he plops you down onto it, he slots his torso between your thighs and pulls you for an even deeper kiss. his hands have a strong grip on your thighs as he keeps you against him and you can feel the distinctly large throbbing of something against your panties through his pants.
"areβmmmmβyou hard?" you ask through kisses
suguru can't help the grind of his bulge against your core when he answers and keeps kissing you, giving small nips to your lips, "yes."
your eyes are closed into the kiss when your hands navigate to the waistband of his pants, about to reach forβ
"not here." suguru mutters and keeps both of your wrists clamped under one of his large hands.
you pull yourself away from his lips and heave, a pout of sexual frustration illustrated on your eyes and lips. "okay."
he raises a hand to caress your cheek as he smiles fondly, "what?"
"nothing."you look away for a quick second, leaning in to kiss him again after.
suguru stops you before you do though, clamping one of his hands against your mouth while the other holds the back of your head.
he's smiling even wider this time, "now what kind of gentleman would I be if I let you touch me before I get to touch you?"
you slouch in his hold, too upset by the fact that you couldn't touch him or go back to kissing him to care about his words.
"you know, even satoru couldn't keep his eyes off of you in this little costume of yours." he looks down for a second so you could too, "god knows what toji was thinking. I saw the tent in his pants when you took my spit and booze like a good girl."
suguru sees the way you shift your hips for a smidge of relief at his words. "are you my good girl?" he leans his forehead across yours, hand still on your mouth. you try your best to let out a muffled 'mhm' and incessantly nod your head, eyes pleading and hands gripping onto his shirt.
"are you going to answer the phone when I text you next time?"
you give him the same answer again.
"god." he warily eyes you, gaze wandering towards the outline of your breasts and the rest that wasn't covered by your thong, "you're so beautiful."
the hand at the back of your neck trails down and moves some hair away from your shoulder, then ends up holding you by your lower back as suguru leans down and starts to mouth at your neck. he starts off small with his intentions, simply placing soft and subtle kisses, eliciting a ticklish response from you until his lips become searing and he goes in with the intent of leaving hickeys on you, it makes you squirm and suguru lets you, it's not like you can break away from his touch anyway. you use your legs to keep him caged in and closer to you eventually after the third 'pop' you heard coming from his mouth on your skin, it makes him audibly laugh for a second too.
you tug at the hand on your mouth, expecting for the task to be hard considering his build, but suguru lets his hand fall away easily and hold onto your thigh.
"what are you thinking pretty?" he asks mindlessly before going for the opposite side of your neck
"mmmmβabout how goodβmmβthis feels."
"yeah?"
"mhm"
"tell me what you want to do. do you want me to drop you off at your place after this?" he blows on your most recent hickey and smirks when he sees you jump a little, "do you want me to get you food?"
"I wantβah!" suguru bites into your neck fairly hard, enough to make you moan and yelp at the same time, "I want to spend the rest of the night with you at my place. can we watch a scary movie?" the suggestion is simple and it isn't to hook up with him, although that's what you want more than ever now, but you don't want him to think you're that desperate so its what you settle for.
"couldn't imagine a better halloween than that." he smiles
you're under suguru, on your bed later that night, the movie you had been watching was long forgotten and the t.v. was turned off the second things started to get out of hand. it wasn't his fault no, suguru's a gentleman and when you said you just wanted to watch a movie, he was just going to watch the movie with you. you were the instigator. after you had been cuddled into his arms, near his neck, you decided to place a few loving kisses...that eventually turned into what this was with suguru getting up to take off and throw away his shirt while you hastily yanked off the long gloves of your costume.
he was needy, grinding his hips into yours the moment he came back down to kiss you.
"you have no idea how fucking bad I've been wanting you." he mutters, hissing when a particular rub pleases him the right way
it makes your back arch, "I think I do suguru."
"really?" he groans into your mouth, "you touch yourself to me like I do for you?"
"yeah." you sigh, clinging onto him even more, splaying your hand across the soft skin of his back.
"move your panties to the side."
when he feels your hand move down and follow his directions, suguru moves his down too and slides a finger across your soaked folds.
"fuck, this pussy is so wet for me. were you even trying to pay attention to the movie?"
"yes, I was." you complain, and whimper when he starts rubbing circles across your lower lips, gathering your slick for added stimulation after every rub.
he separates himself from kissing you to look down at his ministrations, mouth opening in a soundless moan at the sight.
"listen to this sloppy fucking pussy." he rubs faster and you start to jerk your hips up by natural defiance at the stimulation, but he holds you down "no, let me touch you baby." he says sternly
your breathing starts to pick up and you feel that familiar knot that only you can give yourself starting to build up in your stomach and suguru notices, looking up to smile at you.
"are you close angel?"
concentrated on the feeling, all you can do is nod your head and he speeds up his pace at it, garnering close to wanton moans from you and screech like whines.
"come on come on, cum for me pretty girl, cum cum cum cumβfuck, atta girl." suguru talks you through it, mouth opening in awe at the sight of your body going limp and your breathing slowing down, his cock even twitches at how cute it is that your legs kick a little when you cum too, he thinks he'll be able to keep them still when he gets make you cum on his cock.
you start to hiss at the overstimulation when he keeps rubbing your clit after your high, "'s too much suguru."
he doesn't stop, "you want to stop now then?"
the shake of your head makes his eyes light up and bite his lip with a grin, "then just let me keep going."
it takes all of your strength to lean up with one of your elbows and grab his wrist with the other, obvious strain written across your features when you huff, "I want you inside me."
like he knew that was what you wanted, suguru's grin grows wider, "are you sure?"
you nod your head in confirmation, followed by suguru saying, "so cute." before he gets up and pushes his pants and boxers down in one swift motion and climbs on top of you, manhandling your legs by pinning them to either side of your head into a mating press.
he lets his cock teasingly rub up and down your folds while he leans down to nip at your ears, "let's leave your little costume on yeah?"
you nod and make a face when his tip catches on your entrance
suguru lifts his hips at your confirmation and pushes his tip in, savoring the way you're beginning to invite him inside you.
" 's so big sugu." you whimper in shock at the larger than expected intrusion
"never taken a cock this big?" he pulls out and pushes in again a little deeper
"no." you rake your hands down his arms
suguru laughs, "good thing I'm here to provide then right? see, look at you creaming around me already."
the words make you look down at where you both meet and when he pulls out again, you can see the ring and slick on his dick, it makes you shiver.
"I'llβmakeβthisβlittle-fuckingβpussy-takeβme." he punctuates each and every one of his words with a thrust that pushes himself deeper and deeper inside you until you can fully feel his tip grazing your cervix and every vein on his dick ridging against your walls from how girthy he is.
every sound that comes out of your mouth after is incoherent when suguru starts to punishingly pummel into you and god does he keep talking to you.
"you look so pretty taking this dick baby. god, you sound even cuter than I imagined. you like getting stretched out like this? fuck, take it take it take it. wish I could make you sit on it, you'd look so cute trying to ride me."
it's all so much, especially when every thrust is accompanied by a moan or groan of his or with a sentence.
"couldn't fucking wait to get home after the party last week too. wanted to rip off that costume and fuck you till you couldn't even scream. and when you wear those skirts with pantyhose to class?" suguru groans, "allβIβcanβthinkβaboutβisβbendingβyouβoverβandβstuffingβthisβpussyβwithβmyβcum."
"suguru!" you squeal, "imβI'm gonna cum!"
suguru tightens his hold on your thighs at the admission and starts jackhammering into you, "cum around me baby. let me fuck you through it." it almost sounds like he's starting to beg, "just cum for me, cum for me, cumβ"
a silent scream leaves your mouth and you trash in suguru's hold while he keeps his furious pace.
"so pretty, angel." his eyebrows knit as he watches you orgasm and feels you clamp down on him. it has his peak lurching across his body and his thrusts grow erratic as he starts spurting his cum into you.
he leans down to kiss you as his cock twitches inside of you, leaking his cum into you each time.
at the end of the kiss, the both of you are heaving against each other, smiles on both of your faces until you erupt into laughter and giggles.
suguru is still inside you and places a loving kiss on your forehead, swiping away your sweaty baby hair, "you're cute when you cum. you kick your legs a little, I like it."
the confession has you trying to shy away and suguru laughs again, caressing your head, "why are you shying away? you wore this costume for everyone to see just a couple hours ago."
"well this is you telling me you think the way I cum is cute, its quite different than guys looking at my thong." you shakily grab onto his shoulders
"I suppose so." suguru nuzzles into your neck, "do you have a bath?"
"yeah."
"let me start one for us then." he pulls out and both of you look down at your lonely entrance until his cum starts to leak out. suguru seems entranced and you can see his cheeks start to gain a red hue accompanied by the blood starting to rush to his cock too.
suguru looks back at you the moment you do too. you reach a hand out to him and he crawls back on top of you.
"we can do that later right?"
"right."
#geto suguru#geto x reader#geto fluff#jjk suguru#geto suguru x reader#suguru geto x reader#suguru geto smut#geto smut#suguru smut#jjk smut#geto suguru smut#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk x reader
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demon slayer hcs: motherly hashira!reader x the hashira pt 2
characters: fem!reader x muichiro, sanemi, mitsuri, obanai
AN: this is a pt 2 for the request from @danielle-marie
READ THE FIRST PART HERE
MUICHIRO
I LOVE THIS BABY SM U DONT UNDERSTAND
he's the hashira that ur most comfortable around
he was a hashira before u
but u get promoted and its an instinct
child.
must protect.
at first he probably gets annoyed by you
he's not used to someone caring for him the way that u do
but then one day ur sent on a long mission
maybe a few weeks long
and he finds himself missing something
of course he has no idea what it is that he's missing something
he completely forgot about u
but when you get back to the butterfly estate and he sees u
it clicks
he remembers
he missed you
he missed your overprotective nature
he missed your soft caring voice
he missed the way that you brush and style his hair
he REALLY missed that ^
walks up to u, grabs ur hand and tugs u away
doesn't care if you were talking to someone
and doesn't say a word
brings you to his favorite cloud watching spot with a tight grip on your hand
makes you sit down
and lays his head in ur lap
stop im squealing and kicking my feet from the cuteness
SANEMI
my guyyyyyy
have i ever told yall that i love him?
only in every single thing i post
anyways
he HATES you at first
lmfao rip u
your shy and quiet nature reminds him of giyuu
and if theres one person sanemi can't stand
its giyuu
therefore he don't fw u
and doesn't pay u much attention
UNTILLLLL
he witnesses u pulling genya by the ear to the infirmary after a mission
and telling genya tf off for pulling som stupid shit during the mission
+100 respect right there
not only are u actually talking
but ur screaming??
at his brother??
and taking care of him at the same time?????
my guy is lucky if he doesn't pop a boner right there lmfaooo
starts paying more attention to u after that
and is noticeably a lot nicer and calmer around you
will blush beet red and deny tf out of it if the other hashira comment abt his change of heart
but def develops a soft spot for u
MITSURI
SWEETEST HUMAN BEING TO EVER EXIST EVER
she loves u
ofc she does she's the love hashira
but in mitsuri's mind how could she not absolutely ADORE u
not only are you breathtakingly beautiful in her eyes
but she sees the way u interact with the younger slayers
how u genuinely care for everyone's wellbeing
if she wasn't looking for a husband she would wife u tf UP
she still might lol
mitsuri is gonna go out of her way to become friends with you
she's inviting u to her estate for girl's night with shinobu
she's dragging u along to her favorite restaurant for lunch
she's inviting u to join her at the hot springs to relax
she really enjoys ur presence
even if ur shy she thinks ur very soothing to be around
she loves when you do her hair!!
and when u cook for her??
mitsuri alrdy eats a lot
but if u made the food for her??
girl is not letting a CRUMB go to waste
loves the way u take care of everyone
especially when u take care of her
10/10 would recommend a mitsuri
OBANAI
someone pls love this man
he needs it so bad
so dude had SHIT parents
like bad bad
so when he sees ur interactions with the younger slayers he's prob a lil put off at first
like ma'am?
this is the demon slayer corps??
we don't have time for all ur mothering and coddling
but then he's injured on a mission
and waiting in the infirmary for shinobu to show up and patch him up
and then u bust through the doors???
confused asf
shinobu is on a mission and you've been helping out in the infirmary
so looks like ur the one taking care of him today
and turns out his injury is bad enough to land him an extended stay in his lil hospital bed
and after a few days of u taking care of him
with ur red face and soft stuttered words
he learns that you're not so bad
and he actually enjoys being around you
and being taken care of
won't voice this tho
but when Aoi comes in to give him his meds one day he gives himself away by accident
with a
"where's y/n?"
he's a blushing grumbling mess after that lol
after he discharged best believe the next time he gets injured he's not even going to the infirmary
he's hunting u tf down
nobody else gets to take care of him except YOU
and thats period.
#demon slayer#demon slayer x reader#kimetsu no yaiba#kny#demon slayer headcanons#muichiro tokito#muichiro#muichiro x reader#mitsuri#mitsuri kanroji#mitsuri x reader#sanemi x reader#shinazugawa sanemi#sanemi#sanemi shinazugawa#obanai iguro#obanai x reader#obanai#kimetsu no yaiba sanemi#sanemi shinaguzawa#obanai iguro x reader#mitsuri kanroji x reader#muichiro tokito x reader#tokitΕ muichirΕ#sanemi headcanons#demon slayer muichiro
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POLY!ATEEZ FIC RECS PART 1
Part 2 - Hongjoong - Seonghwa - Yunho - Yeosang - San - Mingi - Wooyoung - Jongho
A collection of Ateez fics that I think everyone should know about!!! This has been QUITE the project, but I'm so happy to have done it. Unfortunately not all my recs could fit on one post so there will be at least one other part to this list, as well as individual member lists. (i really thought i could fit them all on one post lmaooo) I hope you enjoy and support these authors!!
DISCLAIMER none of these works are mine and majority are MATURE 18+, please review all warnings before reading!!!
Key:
β¨ - My Favs
π₯ - Smut (MINORS DNI)
βοΈ - Angst
π - Fluff
π - Humor
POLY!ATEEZ
Sway With Me - @luvt0kki π₯βοΈ Sci-fi β§ Ongoing
the world π€ the story π€ the SMUT π€π€π€ but truly this fic is such a fun take on a sci-fi adventure. im already obsessed with the mc, AND HER AND WOO'S CHEMISTRY?!?! off the charts sooooo good like πππ the interlude has me a tiny bit nervous because now i know how well this author writes angst and yeah its gonna be a doozy π©π©
Wonderwall - @atzfilm β¨π₯βοΈ Yandere β§ Faerie AU β§ Ongoing
i realized pretty quickly that yandere is much more popular in this fandom than in previous ones i've been in, so i never really read any. HOWEVER, i get it now i do lmao. this was the first one i read, and i was HOOKED like i couldn't stop reading! the story just like took over my brain, and i am thinking why am i sympathizing with the guys BUT I AM BECAUSE THEY ARE COMPLEX AND SO INTERESTING AND WELL WRITTEN!!!!! its hard to put into words how much i love this series
The Answer - @berryunho β¨π₯βοΈ Cult AU β§ Ongoing
i genuinely don't think i've ever read a fic like this, and i mean that in literally the best way possible. i was STRESSED reading this like there are so many scenes that make me question everything, but like there is no one to trust about what is actually happening. idk if i'm making sense but this fic just needs to be read to understand the legit anxiety it gives me in certain chapters lmaoooππ
Deep Down - @seventhcallisto π₯βοΈπ ABO AU β§ 9th Member AU β§ Ongoing
this is just self indulgent fun AND THAT PEOPLE IS WHAT FANFICTION IS MEANT TO BE!!! like im just kicking my feet reading about this 9th member ateez finding out she's an omega!~ i'm having the TIME OF MY LIFE!
Into the Aurora - @honeyhotteoks β¨π₯βοΈπ Idol AU β§ Complete
this soooo quickly became my main comfort fic for ateez! like i have reread this TOO many times. sometimes i'll just revisit specific chapters, but i know the exact chapter number.... is that concerning? lmaooo~ but truly this is more than just a you date every member of ateez fic (WHICH ARE GREAT DONT GET IT TWISTED!!) but the more we learn of the mc the more i adore her and her relationship with the boys!! it's just a must read ok ππ
Inception - @remedyx β¨π₯βοΈπ Dragon!Teez β§ Royalty AU β§ Ongoing
my brain is still stuck in this world tbh, like its maybe a bit embarrassing how many times i look at the map and moodboards and just vibe and think about this fic lmaoo! but honestly the world building is so thoughtful and its so easy to just immerse yourself in it which is amazing!!!!!!!
Dragon from the Window - @thelargefrye β¨π₯βοΈπ Dragon!Teez β§ Fantasy AU β§ Ongoing
this collection of one shots, drabbles, headcanons, and world building i went through SO QUICKLY I WAS IMMEDIATLY OBSESSED. i am so genuinely invested in this story and how each member react to their connection with the mc!!!! ALSO the mc is a witch SO BIG BONUS POINTS!!!!~
like the moon - @sunmoonjune β¨βοΈπ Warrior AU β§ Clan Systems β§ Ongoing
try not to cry challenge - FAILED, MULTIPLE TIMES ππ this is major hurt/comfort, but its truly such a beautiful story!! i would do anything ANYTHING for gray!!!!! all of them deserve the absolute best in the world and i just adore them so much π₯Ήπ₯Ήπ₯Ή
Morning Mist - @mint-yooxgi βοΈπ Dragon!Teez β§ Yandere β§ Ongoing
another story with an mc that is just π€π€π€ like she is so badass i'm in love but also scared lmao,, but i think if you are new to yandere, this is a good starting point! like yes they are obsessed but not like terrifyingly so if that makes sense~
MULTIPLE MEMBERS
This Night Together - @honeyhotteoks β¨π₯βοΈπ Yunho x Reader x Mingi β§ ABO β§ Ongoing
listen i'm a bit of a slut for ABO fics and this one!!!! THIS ONE IS SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!!!! im like just in love with all of them not just yungi n reader but EVERYONE (except u minseok u bitch) like not only is the main plot so good but the side plots for the other members is just incredible,, i just love this story too ok if you see this author know that every fic they write is going to be a comfort fic for me π₯Ήπ₯Ή
Project Omen - @atzfilm π₯βοΈ Hongjoong x Reader x Wooyoung β§ Hybrid AU β§ One Shot
Bouncy - @hongism π₯Yunho x Reader x Jongho β§ Mechanic AU β§ One Shot
splish splash - @atozfic π₯San x Seonghwa x Wooyoung x Yunho x Reader β§ Swimmer AU β§ One Shot
sharing is caring? - @byuntrash101 π₯Hongjoong x Reader x Mingi β§ Idol AU β§ One Shot
Untitled - @orgverse π₯Seonghwa x Reader x San β§ Idol AU β§ One Shot
Untitled - @cheollipop π₯San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ One Shot
Threesome with Yungi with woosan watching - @k-hotchoisan π₯Yunho x Reader x Mingi (San and Wooyoung) β§ One Shot
one more rep - @cheollipop π₯San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ Personal Trainer AU β§ One Shot
blue bird - @seonghwaddict π₯πSan x Reader x Wooyoung β§ Mafia AU β§ One Shot
What's the Time, Mr. Wolf - @starlitmark π₯Yunho x Reader x Mingi β§ Hybrid AU β§ One Shot
the good friend + the better friend - @byuntrash101 β¨π₯San x Reader x Mingi β§ Idol AU β§ Two Shot
as a sangi bias this fic changed my life maybe?!! the smut is just toe curling ESPECIALLY PART TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!! literally i could drool just thinking about this fic π€€π€€ i need this to be my reality ASAP
Untitled - @ja3hwa π₯Seonghwa x Yunho x Mingi x Reader β§ Business (?) AU β§ One Shot
knockout - @igbylicious π₯San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ Boxer AU β§ One Shot
Untitled - @sanspuppet π₯Hongjoong x Reader x Seonghwa β§ One Shot
Untitled - @thetypingpup π₯San x Reader x Mingi β§ One Shot
Time of Love - @desayunho βοΈπ San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ SMAU β§ Complete
compromise - @cyberpxnk π₯βοΈ Seonghwa x Reader x Yunho β§ College AU β§ Soccer AU β§ One Shot
Untitled - @cheollipop π₯San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ One Shot
cheerleader - @byuntrash101 π₯Seonghwa x Yunho x San x Ming x Reader β§ One Shot
from eden + Pt. 2 - @atzfilm π₯βοΈ Seonghwa x Reader x Yeosang β§ Vampire AU β§ Two Shot
whichever way - @igbylicious π₯π San x Reader x Wooyoung β§ Neighbors AU β§ Ongoing
Under the Comforter - @thelargefrye π₯Seonghwa x Reader x San β§ Idol AU β§ One Shot
Double Trouble - @kitten4sannie π₯ Wooyoung x Reader x Jongho β§ Hybrid AU β§ One Shot
What Should We Become? - @sluttywoozi π₯π Yeosang x Reader x San β§ One Shot
like a dream - @cheollipop β¨π₯π Yunho x Reader x Mingi β§ One Shot
this is like so incredibly hot, literally all i need in life is to be in between these two men π©π©π© but it is also so sweet and both boys are so doting to the mc and the end!!!!!!!!!! so loving and cute and aaaaaaaaaaaa πππ
SCENARIOS/TEXTS/HEADCANONS
ateez as royals who fall for you (hyungs, maknaes) - @eightmakesonebraincell π₯βοΈπ Royalty AU β§ Scenarios
subby ateez - @seventhcallisto π₯Headcanons
Ateez cumming too soon - @sluttywonwoo π₯Headcanons
soft cuddles with ateez - @beenbaanbuun π Scenarios
first kiss with ateez - @beenbaanbuun π Scenarios
Ateez and pussy slapping - @kitten4sannie π₯Scenarios
Bedroom Mishaps (hyungs, maknaes) - @seohwang π₯π Scenarios
Ateez 'n free use - @seventhcallisto π₯ Scenarios
Cupping their Cheeks - @yeorisanaxox π Scenarios
Ateez as Exes + Pt. 2 - @kisshwa π Texts
Friends to Lovers Headcanons - @kpopnstarwars π Scenario
boyfriend!ateez discovering you write smut - @eightmakesonebraincell π Texts
Ateez being overstimulated (hyungs, maknaes) - @ateezscupid β¨π₯ Scenarios
listen i just like sub!ateez a lot ππ but like these are such a go too for me when i NEED some dom!reader content like it is so cute/hot/toe curlingly delicious π€€π€€π€€
mtl of who would like choking - @sxcret-garden π₯ Headcanons
texts when they think youβre asleep - @beenbaanbuun ππ Texts
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I've never asked for a request before and i dont have clout to write it myself so i thought id ask since i like some of your Mike stuff but
What about something like reader and Mike are friends and he goes to a wedding her as a favor cause i like the idea that he has like a messy suit, loose tie kind of hot mess vibe and smutty things happen lol I dont have much in mind but the idea of him in a messy suit trying to look cleaned up is just like ...drool idk
Plus One
Mike Schmidt x fem!reader wc: 3.1k+
Summary: You invite Mike to be your plus one at your sister's wedding, but things go wrong during the reception and Mike uses you to take out his frustrations.
Warnings: 18+ CONTENT, okay so like reader and Mike are friends but also its kinda angry sex??? Youβll see. Manhandling (sorta), slight exhibitionism, degrading, praise, dirty talk, finger sucking, fingering (f receiving), unprotected sex (wrap b4 u tap pookies)
Note: oh my GOD this one got away from me and i'm NOT sure about it, I feel like i couldβve written this a bit better but i just started babbling and now we're here. to the person who requested this: THANK YOU.Β i loved ur idea and him in a suit like makes me drool too omg. i also couldnβt help adding a little angst in here. also so nevry to post this?? so lmk what u guys think! enjoy :)
βPlease, Mike. I swear this is the last thing youβll ever have to do for me!β You plead, trying to reason with the very unimpressed looking man in front of you. Youβve been stuck in Mike's kitchen for the past half hour trying to convince him to be your plus one to your sister's wedding next Saturday. Clearly, your convincing hasnβt been successful so far.Β
βThe last time I did a favour for you was supposed to be the last time.β Mike says with a knowing smirk, and you roll your eyes. A few weeks ago, you went out to a bar with some friends and you may have had a few too many long island iced teas. The owner had forced your hand into calling someone to pick you up, and it was Mike's number you had dialled that night. As he drove you back to your apartment with an unpleasant look on his face, you swore to him that that would be the last favour you'd ever ask of him. How you wish you could take that back right about now.Β
βOkay, well, I was drunk when I said that. So it doesn't count.β You say with a frown, crossing your arms against your chest like a child who was denied candy.Β
You canβt really blame Mike for not wanting to go. Your family isβ¦a lot. You love your family, you really do (most of the time). But, they can be judgemental. You were the kid in school who always got the hottest new toys for Christmas, and had big themed parties for your birthday every year. It had never really dawned on you that you were more well off than other kids until you had met Mike. You became friends with Mike when you were both 15. When you first brought Mike over to your house to hang out, you heard your parents whispering about him that night when you were supposed to be in bed. Your parents gossiped about the kidnapping of his brother, the suicide of his mother, and how Mike and his sister were essentially left to their own devices with their father paralyzed and consumed by grief. It made you sick to hear your parents nitpick and discuss Mike's life like it was a reality tv show. Your parents never really approved of your friendship with Mike, and they tend to not-so-subtly make that known whenever you make the mistake of bringing him up in a conversation.Β
βI donβt think thatβs how that works. Besides, when your sister offered you a plus one, I really donβt think she had me in mind.β Mike says as he reaches into his fridge for a beer. βIn fact, I think sheβd prefer you to invite that guy who works at the convenience store and catcalls you everytime you go in, instead of me.β He says, cracking open his beer and offering you a smile before he takes a sip.Β
βWell now youβre just being dramatic.β You huff as you walk over to the couch in Mike's living room and take a seat. Mike follows you from the kitchen and sits down in his armchair, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. Mike sticks his tongue out at you and you have to restrain yourself from strangling the man. If it were any other wedding you wouldβve just gone on your own. However, your family events tend toβ¦take a turn for the worst. Your family's gatherings usually end with drama, and you know that even though itβs your sister's wedding, this will be no different. Thatβs why you're insistent on bringing Mike as your plus one, so you can have a little support if things go awry.Β
βVery mature.β You say with a shake of your head, once again rolling your eyes at the rude gesture.
βListen, Iβll go. But, on one condition.β Mike says, and you sit up straight at his words.
βWhatβs the condition?β You ask suspiciously, but at this point you think youβd agree to almost anything.
βYou babysit Abby for a month,β
βDeal.β
βAnd do my laundry for a month.β Mike adds.
βThatβs two conditions actually, Mike.β You scoff as you get off the couch to leave.
βSo youβre inviting the guy from the convenience store then?β Mike teases, knowing he's your only option.
You turn around to face Mike, squinting your eyes at him. God, you hate that cocky smirk he does when he knows he's winning. Bastard.
βHave a suit by Saturday. Iβll be over at 10am.β You sigh, flipping Mike off as you leave through his front door.
βVery mature.β You hear him mumble on your way out.
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βMike, it looks like you just came back from a bachelor party. Not like youβre going to a wedding.β You say, noting the way Mikeβs tie hangs loosely around his neck and the first couple buttons on his white button up are left undone. Mike runs his hands through his hair and you quickly bat them away, scolding him for ruining the hair you had just attempted to fix in the car only moments before you arrived. You canβt deny that he looks handsome. He surely looks charming with the way his gelled hair falls messily on his forehead, and the way his dads old suit fits him almost perfectly.
βWell, hopefully your sister doesnβt mind.β Mike says sarcastically as he adjusts the cuff links on the ends of his sleeves and steps out of your car and towards the church where your sister is getting married.Β
The first half of the wedding went pretty smoothly. You and your sister have never really been close, so It wasnβt a surprise to you when she didnβt ask you to be a bridesmaid. You and Mike sat a few rows down, occasionally playing footsies under the pew when youβd accidentally bump feet. A kiss was shared between the bride and groom, and everyone left to go to the reception.Β
You were nervous about the reception, to be quite honest. Mike could tell, and he put his hand on your lower back, resting it there as you both walked into the banquet hall. You nearly faint when you see the sheer amount of people that fill the room. There have to be about 200 people minimum. It seemed like way less in the church, you think.
βI need a drink.β You mumble to Mike, dragging him over to the bar.Β
Both you and Mike order a drink, and you want to be swallowed by the ground when you hear your mothers shrill, sing-songy voice behind you.Β
βDarling! I didnβt see you during the ceremony, I thought you hadnβt come.β You turn around and she pulls you into a tight hug, pressing a kiss to both of your cheeks. She pulls away from you and you notice her eyes immediately land on Mike. βOh, and what a surprise. Mike, how are you and your sister?β Your mother continues, and you bite the inside of your cheek.Β
You watch as Mike plasters a big, albeit fake, smile on his face and shakes your mothers hand.Β
βAbby and I are doing well, thank you for asking.β Mike says, and you almost laugh at his cordial tone. Mike sends you a βhelp meβ look and you mouth a βsorryβ to him.
βGosh, it just devastated me to hear about your fathers passing.β Your mother says, clutching her chest like she's in pain, and you think she deserves an Oscar for the way she acts like she gives a shit. βIβm sure it must be so hard for you to provide for your sister alone.β Your mother adds and you watch the smile slowly slide off of Mikeβs face.
βWhy do you say that?β He asks, and you suddenly regret ever asking Mike to be your plus one.Β
βMom-,β You start to say, but she disregards your voice, raising her hand as you speak to stop you.
βWell, I know you struggle keeping a job. You know, not everyone is cut out to raise a child.β If you could see yourself, youβre sure all the colour would be drained from your face. Youβre left speechless, mouth half hung open at your mothers words. How could she say that? She doesnβt know him like you do. She doesnβt know how much Mike sacrifices to provide for Abby.
You look over at Mike and his jaw is tightly clenched. You brace yourself for Mike's next words, but they donβt come. Instead, you watch as he excuses himself and walks towards the mens bathroom.
βWell, he woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.β Your mother jokes once Mike is out of earshot.
βJesus Christ, mom.β You say incredulously as you turn to go find Mike.Β
You walk towards the bathrooms, entering the menβs restroom with only one thing on your mind. Mike. Luckily the restroom is empty, save for Mike who is leaning over the counter. You slowly reach behind yourself, locking the bathroom door. You begin to step towards Mike, but you stop when you hear his voice.
βDo you think I'm not fit to raise Abby?β Mike asks you angrily, not even turning to look at you. You just stand there like an idiot, reaching down to fidget with the hem of your shirt.
βI-, no. Of course not.β You say, and the music that was loud in the hall, is now only a low hum in the bathroom.Β
Itβs silent for a moment, and youβre not really sure what to say, or how to make things better. You resume taking slow, tentative steps towards Mike and you stop once youβre behind him. You place an uncertain hand on his back, softly rubbing it up and down to comfort him. He lets you touch him and you hear him let out a breath. He turns around to face you and you look up to meet his eyes. He studies your face for a moment, and you inch even closer to him.Β
βIβm sorry about my mom. That was inexcusable.β You sigh. If you were in Mikeβs shoes, you probably wouldβve left the reception entirely, and youβre not entirely opposed to that idea right now.Β
βYour mother doesnβt think Iβm good enough for you.β Mike finally says, and thereβs distaste in his tone. You donβt say anything, you know it's true. Your family, especially your mother, has never approved of your friendship with Mike.Β
βDo you think that?β Mike asks you, and youβre just now realising how close Mikeβs face is to your own. You look up at him with furrowed brows and shake your head.
βNo, Mike. I donβt think that.β You say quietly, and you swear the tension between Mike and you is so thick, it could be cut with a knife. You look down, but you feel Mike's hand grabbing your jaw and forcing you to look back up at him.
βYou canβt even look at me when you say it. Pathetic.β Mike seethed. You let out a hushed whimper at his words..
βSorry.β You say, but your voice sounds small.
βI know you are.β He coos, rubbing his thumb back on fourth on your cheek.
βI need you to do something for me, okay?β Mike says, leaning down to speak in your ear. His voice is sweet and the switch in moods makes your head spin.
βOkay.β You nod and Mike pulls away from your ear to look you in the eyes.
βBe fucking quiet.β He says, and he presses his lips to yours. You softly gasp in shock, but quickly kiss him back as he turns you around to hoist you up onto the counter. He grabs both of your knees, opening them to make space for him to stand between your legs. He grips your thighs harshly, and you sigh when he sucks on your bottom lip. He puts one of his hands under your jaw, using it to hold your head in place as he kisses you. His lips are slightly chapped, but you donβt mind. He kisses you with fever, and you canβt deny that you havenβt thought about this.Β
He kisses down to your jaw and neck, sucking the skin in a way where you know there will be bruises. Jerk. You run your hands through his hair, throwing your head back at the pleasurable feeling of his lips gliding over your skin. The hand that was on your thigh is now trailing up your leg and under your skirt. You clench your legs around his hand and he softly bites your neck, wordlessly scolding you for your actions. You reopen your legs and his hand comes up to make contact with your clothed clit. He rubs slow circles and you let out a soft whimper.
βYou gonna let me fuck you?β He slurs in your ear, and his fingers move from your clit to the waistband on your panties, pulling it back and slapping it against your skin. You nod and heβs pulling you off of the counter and flipping you around. Mike bends you over and your chest meets the cold granite. You look in front of you and you can see Mike behind you in the mirror on the wall. He pushes your knee length skirt up and around your hips, and groans at the sight of you bent over for him.
βYou okay?β He asks genuinely, running his hands along the sides of your body in a comforting manor.
βYeah, keep going.β You breathe out and he hooks his fingers into the sides of your panties, pulling them down. You clench around nothing as the cold air hits your cunt. You moan softly as Mike spreads your pussy open with his thumbs, groaning at how wet you are. Without warning, he inserts his pointer and middle finger inside of you, thrusting them in and out. The lewd, squelching sounds of Mike fingering you fill the bathroom and you suck in a sharp breath as his fingers curl up into your sweet spot.Β
βApparently your pussy thinks Iβm good enough.β Mike says and you look up into the mirror to see his jaw slack, watching the way his fingers move in and out of you. You can feel Mike's erection brushing against the back of your thigh as he rocks his hips with every thrust of his fingers.Β
βMike, fuck me.β You whine, and Mike takes his fingers out of you. He brings them to your lips, pushing them inside your mouth, and you can hear him undoing his belt with his other hand.Β
βThought I told you to be fucking quiet.β He murmurs and you watch in the mirror as he shoves his pants and boxers down just enough to pull his hard cock out. He removes his fingers from your lips, using your spit as lube to pump his cock a few times before lining it up with your pussy. He slowly inches himself inside of you, pushing you down onto the counter. Your mouth drops open in a silent scream and you hear Mike let out a whine at the feeling of being in you.Β
He starts to pump himself in and out of you, and he pulls you up by your shirt into his chest to make you watch yourself in the mirror. He fucks into you like he canβt get enough of you. Like being inside of you isnβt close enough.
βWhat would your mother think? Hm? About her sweet little angel getting fucked in the bathroom?β Mike says in your ear, with a sickeningly sweet tone. It's like he just knows how to push your buttons. You let out a low moan at his words.Β
βFuck, Iβve wanted to do this for so long.β Mike adds and your legs shake when he uses the hand that was holding you up to rub your clit. You drop back down on the counter and Mike grabs your hip with his free hand, using it as leverage to bottom out in you with every single thrust. He throws his head back in ecstasy and you clench around him, signalling your impending orgasm.Β
βYou wanna cum?β Mike asks, and his voice is raspy and fucked out. You nod your head βyesβ.Β
βNo, want you to say it.β Mike says, and you can tell heβs close by his sloppy, less rhythmic thrusts.
βPlease, Mike. Please, can I cum?β You beg, your voice hoarse. The filthy sounds of skin against skin echo throughout the bathroom, and if someone has tried to enter the bathroom since youβve been in here, youβve been too fucked out to hear it. Thank god I locked the door, you think.
βCum, baby, Fuck.β Mike chokes out. Your legs shake as you cum around his cock, your orgasm only heightened by the feeling of him filling you up. You bite down on your hand to muffle yourself and you swear to god you hear Mike whimper, pussy drunk as he continues to ride his high thrusting in and out of your sloppy pussy.
After catching his breath, you feel Mike pull out of you and you wince at the feeling of his cum dripping down your inner thighs. You slowly tilt your head up as you watch Mike get some toilet paper to clean himself up. He tucks himself back inside his boxers and pulls his pants up. You flinch a little as you feel him come up behind you, cleaning you up with more toilet paper.Β
βSorry, was I too rough?β He asks softly, looking at you through the mirror and you shake your head.
βNo, just sensitive.β You say as Mike finishes cleaning you. You pull your panties back up, letting your skirt fall back over your legs. Your knees buckle a little bit as you try to stand straight and Mike rushes over to you, lending you a hand.
βYou know, I actually think youβre one of the only people who genuinely thinks I am good enough.β Mike says, and you look up at him.
βOf course I do. I always have.β You say softly, gently touching Mikeβs cheek.
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the perks of having a hot best friend
pairing: lee jeno x fem!reader
genres: fluff, crack, mild angst, best friends to lovers, college au
wc: 14336
warnings: profanity, sexual jokes, jeno is shirtless in a scene phew, too many idol features SORRY i lowk lost track of who iβve included. i think that is all but lmk if you find something else!
summary: having a hot best friend is nice until you start getting butterflies in your stomach every single time you look at them.
note: JAEYUNVERSE COMEBACK WOOO iβve missed writing long fics so much omfg but iβm shitting bricks as we speak LOL itβs been a while since iβve posted something big and i wonβt lie iβm hella nervous. i rlly hope you guys enjoy this fic β‘ please donβt hesitate to give me your feedback! hereβs to hoping my writing skills havenβt become as rusty as i think i have hehe :β))
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01. an abundance of freebies and discounts
Lee Jeno knew the power his smile held.Β
All it took was one flirty laugh combined with those sleepy eyes of his for people to melt. Being the resourceful person you were, you utilised that talent of his to its full extent.Β
βCan you go and flirt with the cashier so she gives us a free muffin?βΒ
Your best friend gave you a dirty look. βYou do realise this is supposed to be your treat, right?βΒ
βIΒ amΒ paying!β you exclaimed. βJust go do your thing and make her feel generous enough to slip a free dessert in our order.βΒ
Jeno rolled his eyes, but you knew youβd won. You almost always did. βFine, whatever. You owe me one though.βΒ
βIβm feeding youΒ becauseΒ I owe you one,β you pointed out. βThis makes us equal.β
βHow riveting. I have to work so the person who owes me doesnβt have to owe me anymore.βΒ
βWe can argue about this for hours or you can haul ass to the counter and place the damn order. Iβll Venmo you the money the moment youβre back,β you promised.Β
Sliding out of the booth, Jeno said, βYouβre lucky youβre cute. If this were Jaemin, I wouldnβt be letting him off the hook easily.β
You stuck your tongue out at him and shooed him away. Narrowing his eyes, he grabbed your wrist and pulled you along.Β
βHey!β you cried. βDonβt take me with you! The flirting wonβt have any effect on her if she thinks weβre together!βΒ
βEveryoneΒ thinks weβre together,β Jeno muttered and got in line behind an old man. βShe checked me out when we entered the cafe, saw you arm-in-arm with me and gave you the dirtiest look to ever exist.βΒ
You snorted. βLiar. You might be an eye candy but you doΒ notΒ command such a high level of attention.βΒ Β
βIβm telling the truth!β he argued. βI would know because I was checking out the drink she placed on the counter. I was trying to figure out what the personβs order might have been to get something so incredibly delicious-looking. I saw her out of the corner of my eye.βΒ
βOh.β You frowned and took a step forward when the line moved ahead. βThatβs unfortunate. Should we go to another cafe and try our hand at getting something free there?βΒ
βHow about you stop being such a cheap skate forΒ once?β
Slapping his shoulder hard, you grumbled, βI have to bear the weight of my goddamn rent alone while you share yours with three others! I need to cut down on certain things, asshole.βΒ
βMy offer to move in with you next semester still stands.β Jeno wiggled his eyebrows. βIβm a really good housemate; ask the others.βΒ
βYou live with boys. The disgusting things you do donβt bother them because they do them too.βΒ
He closed his mouth and thought about it for a second. Then, βTouchΓ©.βΒ
You rolled your eyes, but before you could make another snarky comment, a pleasant voice interrupted, βGood morning. What can I get for you today?βΒ
Jeno averted his gaze to the girl standing behind the counter and let a lazy smile take form on his lips. You raised a brow and watched in amusement.Β
βHey there. Can I get a Strawberries & CrΓ¨me Frappuccino with 1 pump caramel syrup, 1 pump hazelnut syrup, and 1 pump toffee-nut syrup? Java chips too, please.βΒ
The girlβLia, according to her name tagβlooked surprised to see him blatantly flirting with you right beside him. Maybe he was right about every stranger assuming the two of you to be together, though you couldnβt fathom why. βOβokay.β
βWhat do you want,Β friend?β Jeno stressed the last word. Refraining to roll your eyes a second time, you said,Β
βIced coffee without milk. Could you add some sugar to the brew? I prefer my drinks to be sweet.βΒ
βOf course,β she said and nodded once, unfazed even after learning of Jenoβs status as an eligible bachelor.Β
Snorting under your breath, you whispered to him, βLia doesnβt give a fuck. Youβre lacking.βΒ
He scoffed and nudged you away. βNo, Iβm not,β he whisper-snapped. βGet out of here. Youβre killing my vibe.βΒ
You deadpanned and gave him aΒ donβt-bullshit-meΒ look but retreated to your booth nonetheless. The last thing you heard Lia ask was: βAnything else?βΒ
Youβd only been sitting and scrolling through your phone for a few minutes before a hand slapped a receipt on the table in front of you.Β
Glancing up, you inquired, βWhat?βΒ
βRead the order.βΒ
Dropping your gaze to the piece of paper again, you picked it up. An appreciative frown tugged at your lips as Jeno slid into his seat. βYou managed to get us a free muffinΒ andΒ a free bagel?β
βDonβt ever question my talents again,β he ordered and leaned back. Resting his arm on the cushion behind him and placing his ankle on his knee, his attitude was nothing short of a kingβs. βI wonβt tolerate any further slander.βΒ
βUh-huh,β you muttered, utterly unimpressed. Though you admit, a smile threatened to break out on your face and you had to bite your lip to keep it from escaping.Β
Jeno raised an eyebrow, as if waiting for something. All you did was stare at him, and when he realised you wouldnβt budge, he did an extremely horrible and high-pitched imitation of you that should have deserved jail. βThank youΒ soooooooΒ much, Jeno! If it werenβt for your flirting skills, I wouldnβt have anything to eat. Youβre my one and only saviour, and I donβt know what I would have done withoutββ
βOrder for Jeno!β Lia hollered.Β
Said-boy flinched and clutched his heart with his hand. βWhat theβ¦ That was quick.β Clearing his throat, he turned his attention back to you, the tips of his ears red and his face flushed. βWhatever. Iβll be right back. Venmo me the bill amount.βΒ
You snickered and watched him get up. However, before he could move out of earshot, you called his name. βThank you for your service.βΒ
Jeno glanced at you over his shoulder and did nothing but observe you for a moment. Then, a lopsided grin took form on his lips and he mock saluted.Β
βYouβre welcome.βΒ
02. gives good boy advice
βWhat are you doing here?βΒ
Pushing past you, Jeno strolled into your living room and plopped down on your sofa. βIs that any way to greet your best friend?βΒ
You rolled your eyes and closed the front door. Sitting down beside him, you placed your laptop on your lap again and resumed going through your notes. βIβm being serious. Were we supposed to hang out today? Because I cannot. I still have three finals left.βΒ
βNo, we didnβt have any plans today,β he said, peering over your shoulder to check what subject you were studying. It was Economics. Horrible memories from the previous semester resurfaced and he shuddered before continuing, βYour text said you wanted to talk about something important?βΒ
You paused and glanced at him. βSo you came over?βΒ
βDo you want me to leave?β Jeno frowned. βI thought it would be better to talk in person.β
He stood up and dusted himself off. Eyes widening, you grabbed his wrist and forced him back to his original position. βThatβs not what I meant! IΒ doΒ want to talk to you butβitβs weird. I donβt feel like dealing with whatever has happened right now and Iβm getting second thoughts about asking you for advice.βΒ
Concern seeped into Jenoβs face. βWoah, are you okay? You donβt have to explain anything right now. Just tell me one thing: do I need to beat anyone up? Iβve got a few gym buddies who areΒ ripped.β
You huffed a laugh and placed your laptop on the coffee table. Crossing your legs, you turned to face him. Upon watching you get comfortable, your best friend rolled his shoulders back and did the same thing.Β
βBefore I say anything, I need you to promise me that you wonβt laugh. Or make fun of me.Β OrΒ call me an idiot.βΒ
βI wonβt,β he answered immediately, though he wondered what issue warranted you to require his word.Β
Taking a deep breath, you nodded. βYangYang asked me out a few days ago. Iβve always liked him, but not in a way thatβs not platonic. I fucked up and instead of rejecting him right there, I asked him for some time to think it over and kinda led him to believe that I would say yes.β
Jeno raised an eyebrow. βHow?βΒ
βI told him heβs my type,β you mumbled, cringing at the memories that came rushing back.Β
βWhat?!β he exclaimed. βHow the hell did you manage to do that?βΒ
βI donβt know!β you whined and buried your face in your hands. βHe came up to me when I was in the library and asked if we could talk! I didnβt know he was going to drop such a bomb on me so I said yes. Then he started talking about how heβs always cherished our friendship and how heβs so glad to have me.
βI started suspecting where his train of thought was headed when he added aΒ butΒ to his sentence. He said heβs liked me for a while now and he couldnβt keep it to himself anymore. I was flabbergasted once he was done! Iβve always viewed him as a good friend and I didnβt want to just turn his heart down!β
βSo you told him he was your type?β Jeno asked incredulously. βI know I promised to not call you an idiot but youβre really fucking stupid, Y/N! Itβs going to be hella awkward when the group meets up!βΒ
You groaned and closed your eyes shut, letting yourself fall on your back. βThatβs not even the worst part.βΒ
Jeno grabbed your wrists and hauled you back up. His face was barely a few inches away from yours when he ordered, βExplain.β
Taking a deep breath, you continued. βI told YangYang that he was cute and my type but I wasnβt in a position to think about going out with anyone with still two weeks of finals left to get through. I thought he would drop it but he asked me if I would think about his confession after our exams and I felt terrible telling him the truth. So I said I would. Yeji called me last night and said she set me up on a blind date with this guy in her class. You know how fast word spreads here. YangYang is going to know I dangled him on strings only to go on a date with someone else!βΒ
βYouβre going on a blind date? With whom?βΒ
You flicked Jenoβs forehead. βThatβs not the issue!βΒ
βWell, I want to know!β he sputtered and slapped your hand away.Β
βI donβt know! Frankly, I donβt care either. I made a bet with Yeji and I lost. Now I have to spend an evening with a random guy I donβt even want to seek a romantic relationship with.βΒ
Your best friend sighed in frustration. βThis might be one of your biggest fuck-ups till now.β
βI know,β you said quietly and dropped your gaze to your lap in shame.Β
βYouβll have to apologise to YangYang and tell him the truth. Heβs a good guy and he doesnβt deserve any of this.βΒ
βI know.βΒ
βHey,β Jeno said softly. You glanced at him to see heβd gotten up and was holding his out for you. βCome here.βΒ
You rose to your feet and let him envelop you in his comforting embrace. Burying your face in his chest, you whispered, βI never wanted to hurt YangYang. I donβt want to lose him as a friend.βΒ
βYou wonβt as long as you come clean and explain everything. Donβt insult him further by giving him more half-truths. Guys would rather know whatβs the real deal than be lied to and find out from someone else. Not only is it hurtful, but itβs a huge blow to the ego.βΒ Β
Your lips curled in a small smile and you leaned back a little to look at his face. βIs this about your mom lying to you about the tooth fairy?βΒ
βDamn right it is,β he grumbled. βI gave an entire speech about her being my favourite person in the whole world. Thatβs not something you recover from easily.β
βItβs been 15 years.β
βItβll take me another 15 to come to terms with the fact that I used to rip my loose teeth out and place them under my pillow when I needed money urgently.βΒ
You laughed and pulled yourself out of his arms. βI canβt believe Iβm taking guy advice from you.βΒ
βWhy?β Jeno exclaimed. βIβm a guy too! Plus, I always give good advice!βΒ
You giggled and plopped down on the sofa again. βI know. But youβre alsoΒ Jeno. Iβve never thought of you as just a guy.βΒ
βI donβt know if I should be flattered or offended.βΒ
βHow about you sit your ass down and help me study now that youβre here? I made flash cards.βΒ
Snatching the stack from your hand, Jeno teased, βOh, how would you survive without me?β
βI donβt have to wonder about that shit.β You grinned. βThereβs no way in hell youβre getting rid of me anytime soon.βΒ
He laughed. βAnd thank fuck for that.βΒ
03. hugs always make you feel safe thanks to all the beef underneath
You were going to drag Jeno to the seventh circle of Hell.Β
You couldnβt afford to go grocery shopping with him when you had a huge exam the next day. You hadnβt studied shit and were one βhave you prepared for tomorrowβs final?β away from a mental breakdown.Β
It didnβt help that Yeji had called you in the middle of the night to clear a doubt she had from a chapter you didnβt even know had been covered.
Youβd been panicking ever since and it felt like you were going to get a heart attack at any moment.Β Β
βDoritos or Lays?βΒ
βKick to the nuts or knuckles to the jaw?βΒ
Your best friend tore his gaze from the rack of chips and eyed you warily. βI said Iβll help you study tonight.βΒ
βYou donβt understand, Jeno!β you exclaimed and ran a hand through your messy hair, pacing in the supermarket aisle impatiently. βIβm going to fail!Β Fail!βΒ Β
Groaning, Jeno grabbed your arm and forced you to face him. He held your shoulders and looked you in the eyes, enunciating each word as he reiterated, βYouβreΒ notΒ going to fail. Weβre going to pull an all-nighter in the library, but we need to be stocked up on food before we do that.βΒ
You sighed painfully. It burned your eyes to just focus on anythingβhow the hell were you supposed to stay awake for another day and write a three-hour-long exam after that?Β
βYou could have come here without dragging me with you,β you muttered. βI could have been studying at home instead of wasting precious time.β
Jeno frowned. βAny more time in front of your laptop and you would have gone insane, Y/N. Your eyes are completely red.βΒ
βOh, thatβs not because of the screen time. I cried before you came to check on me.βΒ
Huffing a small laugh that bordered on exasperation, amusement and worry, Jeno threw a few packets of Doritos in the shopping cart before slinging an arm around your neck. You let him pull you against him and wrapped your arms around his waist as the two of you began walking.Β
βWell, you needed to get out anyway. I donβt remember the last time I saw you leave your apartment.βΒ
βI stepped outside yesterday to play with the neighbourβs cat,β you said defensively.Β
βNot good enough,β Jeno popped. βWeβre going to go get a massage once weβre done shopping.βΒ
You stopped in your tracks and peeled yourself away from him. βThe final is in twenty-eight hours!β you yelled, staring at him incredulously. βAre you fucking stupid?!βΒ
βSo you have plenty of time to de-stress before you start studying again!β he chirped, paying no heed to your concerns nor the people who had heard your outburst and were giving you odd looks. βTrust me, I went for a massage before my final and I was so relaxed. It helped me to focus too.βΒ
βJeno,β you uttered his name with barely contained impatience. βIΒ donβtΒ have time. I need to cover a lot of shit before I go and sit in the fucking examination hall.βΒ
βAnd I said Iβll help!β he repeated, sounding almost exasperated. Pushing the shopping cart forward again, he studied the shelves and continued, βYou always do this, Y/N. You freak out before a test and act like the world is ending only for you to do super well.β
βWellββ you began, stumbling after himβ βthatβs just my coping mechanism! The more worried I am, the better I do. But Iβm screwed forΒ realΒ this time!βΒ
βNo,β Jeno popped, placing a 2-litre bottle of Sprite in the cart. βIβm not listening to you this time. Especially not after you stayed awake for three days straight for your midterm.βΒ
You sighed again. There was no arguing with your best friend. βHow long is this massage of yours going to take?βΒ
βWeβll be back at your place in two hours max,β he reassured you, patting your head. You swatted his hand away and gave him a dirty look. βI think we have everything we need to make it through today and tomorrow.βΒ
βWhy do we need such a big bottle of Sprite?βΒ
βParty at my place this weekend. Thereβs a discount so Iβm buying in advance.β
You frowned. βShouldnβt you be stocking up on booze?β
βThe guys said I have an alcohol addiction,β Jeno said, getting in line at the billing counter. βWhich is, like, totally untrue but you know I never back down from a challenge. Iβm going to prove them wrong by staying sober for two weeks.β
βSure,β you snorted. βYouβll just find lame loopholes or cheat when no oneβs looking.β
A sly grin took form on Jenoβs lips. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and drawled, βI know whatΒ youΒ do when no oneβs looking.β
βReally?β You feigned a gasp. βYou know I sneak over to your house and steal your food when youβre not there?β
His smile dropped immediately. βWait, what? Thatβs you? Not Hyuck?β
βThe food thief is me but the one stealing your sheet masks is Hyuck,β you admitted.
βHe steals my masks?! The ones I buy are expensive as fuck!β Jeno exclaimed, betrayal seeping into his features. His hands fell to his side and his eyes turned distant. βI canβt believe heβs been gaslighting me into thinking I do an extra round of skincare when Iβm drunk.β
You giggled and pushed the shopping cart forward once the person in front of you was done. Placing the contents on the billing counter for the cashier to scan, you revealed, βHyuck saw me raiding your pantry when you were at the gym. He used that as leverage against me forΒ weeksΒ before I saw him stealing your sheet masks and was able to finally strike a dealβhe turns a blind eye to my robberies and I turn a blind eye to his.β
βWhyβd you team up with him?β Jeno pouted. βI thoughtΒ weΒ were best friends.β
You laughed incredulously. βSeriously? Thatβs what youβre focusing on? Not the part where Hyuck and I used your stuff without asking?β
βWell, yeah, Iβm pissed you used my shit. But I guess Iβm just a little more bothered that you guys teamed up,β Jeno said and shrugged, fetching his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans. βBecause, you know, coming together to make people suffer has always been our thing.β
You raised an eyebrow, slightly amused by how he was beating around the bush. βAre you saying you wanna team up with me to get back at Hyuck?β
Jeno grinned. βIβm gonna screw over that motherfucker so bad. You get off the hook, though, because youβre cute and I need your help.β
βYouβre impossible.β You huffed and shook your head. Taking the bag of groceries, you said to him, βText me my share and Iβll Venmo the money to you.β
βYou could buy me an ice cream instead.β
βNo,β you denied immediately. βWeβreΒ notΒ wasting time on ice cream. Massage and then straight home so I can pick up my study material and we can leave for the library.β
Thankfully, Jeno didnβt protest. He drove you to your apartment complex and waited for you while you packed your bag. Then, the two of you were off to the massage place.
An hour later, you were done and forced to admit that the massageΒ hadΒ indeed helped you. It felt like all the stress had left your body. Thinking about the final didnοΏ½οΏ½οΏ½t make you want to cry anymore and things were actually looking up now that you were rested.
You were able to retain the knowledge better and it was easier to understand the concepts. Jeno quizzed you and provided you with an endless supply of coffee throughout the night.
Right before lunch the next day, however, the panic resurfaced as you were revising your syllabus for the last time before your final at 3. You couldnβt seem to remember anything you had studied the previous night.Β
You could feel another breakdown coming, but before you could hyperventilate, Jeno scooped you up in his arms.
You hadnβt even realised when heβd come back from picking up your food. One minute, you were trying to control your breath and the next, your face was buried in his hard chest.
You held onto his shirt as his hands rubbed soothing circles on your back and he rocked you from side to side.
βShh, donβt cry,β he mumbled and kissed the top of your head. βYouβre gonna ace the final like you always do. You were able to answer all the quiz questions, so keep in mind that youΒ areΒ prepared. The pre-exam anxiety is just clouding your thoughts. Everythingβs gonna come back to you when you sit down to write, alright?β
Nodding, you clenched your eyes shut and bit down on your lip to keep a sob from escaping. Jenoβs presence kept acting like a tether for you. It always had.
Maybe he was right about the final. Maybe he wasnβt. But at that moment, engulfed in his warm, safe embrace, it felt like everything was going to be okay.
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01. having to deal with a narcissistic asshole.Β
It was an especially sweltering day.Β
You were being baked inside-out despite wearing a tank top and a pair of shorts, your hair tied in a messy high bun. Adding to your torment was your broken A/C. Youβd requested your landlord to fix it several times but your efforts were to no avail.Β
You would have kept bothering him incessantly and gotten the job done if you werenβt so intimidated by him already.Β
Sighing, you eyed your bathroom. A cold shower sounded like an amazing idea. Jeno wasnβt supposed to come over to watch the movie for a while anyway.Β
Deciding to cool yourself and get rid of the sweat sticking to your body, you entered the tiny bathroom. A high-pitched squeal left your mouth the moment you turned the shower knob and the cold water hit your skin.Β
βFuck,β you cursed and flinched, turning the knob the other way immediately. Your shitty apartment didnβt even have a valve to adjust the temperatureβthe water was either mildly hot or ice cold. Showering in summer was always a big problem.
βGod, I donβt wanna keep doing this,β you mumbled to yourself and stepped into your room again.Β
There was thisβ¦Β thingΒ youβd been doing ever since you moved into this apartment. Whenever it was hot, youβd work out so youβd get more sweaty. That way, when you showered under the ice-cold water, it didnβt feel as unbearable.Β
It was weird and there probably was no science behind it, but you didnβt care as long as it worked.Β
So, you rolled out your yoga mat on the floor and began warming up.Β
Within no time, your skin was glistening with sweat and your hair was damp. You were struggling to complete the last push-up of your final set when someone knocked on your door, causing you to lose your focus. Your arms gave out beneath you, and you collapsed to the ground.Β
βWoah, itβs boiling in here,β Jeno pointed out intelligently. βAnd you look like youβre one move away from dying. God, I canβt even breathe Why the fuck are you working out with the windows closed? Are you stupid?βΒ
Groaning, you rolled on your back and watched your best friend as he moved to the windows and threw them open. βHey!β you protested weakly and raised a trembling arm in a pathetic attempt to stop him. βIβm trying to do something!β
Jeno raised an eyebrow at you and grabbed your hand, hauling you up effortlessly. βOh, yeah? Pray tell.βΒ
You crashed into his chest and rebounded, but he tightened his hold on you. His palm hovered over your back in case you lost your balance. Steadying yourself, you glared at him and snapped, βNo. Youβre gonna make fun of me.β
βI wonβt!β Jeno laughed, his eyes crinkling.Β
βStop, youβre doing it already!βΒ
βOkay! Okay, Iβm sorry. I really do wanna know what you were doing.βΒ
You eyed him for a moment, waiting for him to slip up and start laughing again. But Jenoβs face remained mildly curious. Satisfied, you explained, βWell, because I was feeling hot, I decided to take a shower. The water here is very cold, though, so I decided to work out in a closed room because that would make me even hotter. If I get in the shower now, it wouldnβt feel as cold because my body temperature has already increased, and the water would be sort of neutralised.βΒ
A beat of silence passed. And then, βI know I said I wouldnβt make fun of youββ
βThen stop talking.β
βBut did you not realise you could have mixed the hot and cold water in a bucket?β Jeno continued, clearly still talking. βOr, I donβt know, come over to my place to shower?βΒ
βYou live with three other men.β You deadpanned. βI wasΒ notΒ going to shower in your apartment with Jaemin, Renjun and Hyuck there. Also, I donβt have a big enough bucket, so I will be buying one today,β you added, muttering the last bit.Β
Jeno rolled his eyes. βGod, Y/N, I would have kicked the guys out.βΒ
βWhat makes you think they would have listened to you?β you asked amusedly.
βOkay, true,β he agreed. βThey would have listened to you, though. If thereβs anyone whoβs bossy enough to get them out of the house on a hot Sunday afternoon, itβs you.βΒ
βAre you calling me bossy?βΒ
βAre you going to shower now?β he deflected. βYou stink.β
βShut up!β you exclaimed and slapped his shoulder hard, but laughed nonetheless. Moving away from him, you kicked him off your yoga mat and said, βYou opened the windows and interrupted my workout, so I donβt feel as hot anymore. I think Iβm gonna exercise a little more so I donβt die of hypothermia in the shower. You can take my laptop and choose a movie till then if you want.β
βHow about I work out with you?β Jeno suggested. βWe can have our gym bros moment.βΒ
βI donβt wanna have a gym bros moment with you.β
βWhy?β he whined.Β
Flicking his forehead, you said, βBecause I know youβre gonna turn this into a competition, and Iβm not in the mood.βΒ
βScared?β
βYou wish,β you scoffed. βIβm tired from all the working out I did before you came, and Iβm not going against you when you have that advantage over me.βΒ
βThat still means youβre scared. Pussy.β
Letting out an exasperated sigh, you got into the position for a plank. βGet out if youβre going to keep being annoying and not contribute shit to our gym bros moment.β
βI knew youβd come around,β Jeno replied smugly. You practicallyΒ heardΒ the grin in his voice when he said that.Β
You closed your eyes and laboured your breathing as you felt your abdomen begin to burn almost immediately. βHad to, or I knew youβd keep irritating me.βΒ
Opening your lids, you turned your neck to see if he was doing the exercise with you.Β
Your arms gave out the moment you saw Jeno shirtless, his bulging biceps on full display.
βDamn, you lost quicker than I thought,β he commented.Β
βWhy are you naked?!β you demanded in a shrill voice.Β
Still in position, Jeno only glanced at you like you were out of your mind. βI was wearing a hoodie, Y/N. Did you expect me to do a plank in that furnace?βΒ
βYeah!β you exclaimed. To your dismay, your eyes kept drifting to his well-defined muscles no matter how much you tried to focus on his face.Β
To make things worse, Jeno noticed. AndΒ smirked. βStop complaining if youβre enjoying the view so much. Itβs okay to admit you have a hot best friend.β
Flustered, you scrambled to your feet and looked at the ceiling. God, you felt like a stupid middle schooler. It was insane how much of an effect Jeno was having on you. What was weirder was that your mind was drifting to places it had never been before. At least where your best friend was concerned.Β
βNarcissus has nothing on you,β you muttered under your breath, and tried to gather your bearings.Β
βBesides,β Jeno continued, having not heard you. βI do send you pictures sometimes. I donβt know why youβre acting like youβve never seen me like this.βΒ
βYour phoneβs camera is fucked, Jeno,β you grumbled. βThe photos you texted me didnβt capture half of whatβs actually there.β
No matter what you hadnβt seen, youβdΒ feltΒ whenever you hugged each other. It didnβt take away your surprise upon seeing the 2440p quality visual though.Β
βIs that disappointment I hear?β he taunted.Β
βNo!β you exclaimed and finally looked at him again. At the sight of his working muscles, you muttered, βCan we stop now? You won.β
βAh!β Jeno dragged the word as if he had just stumbled upon a revelation. βYou want me to stand up so you can get a better view of my abs? Got it.βΒ
Your eyes widened, and before you could deny his ridiculous accusations, he was towering over you. Wiggling his eyebrows, he gestured towards himself and flexed dramatically.Β
βYouβre an idiot,β you huffed, unable to help yourself.Β
βYeah? Then I guess an idiot just managed to fluster the shit out of you.β Jeno smiled and ruffled your hair. Bending, he picked up his discarded hoodie and shrugged it back on. βIβll go and get you a bathing bucket from the supermarket around the corner. Donβt freeze yourself to death.βΒ
You rolled your eyes. βI wonβt.βΒ
βAlso, do you remember the shirt I forgot here all those months ago after I got wet in the rain? Can you find it so I can change into it when Iβm back?β He frowned and looked at himself. βIβll eventually toast myself if I watch the movie in my hoodie.β
βSure, but youβre stupid for wearing warm clothes in summer,β you commented.Β Β
Jeno gave you a dirty look. βSorry for assuming your A/C was in working condition. Besides, you always want to cuddle when we watch movies, so I figured youβd be more comfortable if I was wearing a hoodie.βΒ
Your cheeks warmed at that, your heart stumbling a beat. What wasΒ wrongΒ with you? Youβd always known Jeno was caring and went out of his way to do nice things for you.
Typically, youβd have felt grateful for how thoughtful he was being.Β
Now, though, you felt that andβ¦ something else that you didnβt really want to acknowledge.Β
βWhatever,β you said instead, trying to sound dismissive. Pushing him out of your room, you continued, βIβll find it. Just hurry up with the bucket.βΒ
A few minutes after Jeno was gone, a notification popped up on your phone.Β
[jeno]: clearer picture that i clicked on jaeminβs phone for your viewing pleasure :β)Β
You blinked in confusion and opened the photo that was attached below, your eyes widening the moment you saw it. It was a zoomed-in gym mirror selfie of Jeno wearing nothing but sweatpants and shoes, his muscular abdomen on full display.Β
[you]: did you crop jaemin?Β
[jeno]: ????
[jeno]: wdymβ¦β¦.
[you]: the photoβs dimensions are weird
[jeno]: oh
[jeno]: what the fuck
[you]: LMFAOOO
[jeno]: STOP I DIDNβT WANT YOU LOOKING AT HIM INSTEAD OF ME IβVE GOT A BETTER BODY ANYWAY AND IβM GONNA BUY A NEW PHONE SO I CAN SEND YOU CLEARER PICS WITHOUT HAVING TO CROP THAT FUCKER OUTΒ
You bit down on your lip to keep yourself from smiling too wide. Right before you were about to type a reply, you received another text from your best friend.Β
[jeno]: so are you gonna tell me what you think
[you]: FINE youβre hot.
[you]: happy?Β
[jeno]: euphoric
Finally laughing out loud, you shook your head.Β
Narcissus had nothing on Jeno indeed.
02. female friends ask you to be their wingwomanΒ
You didnβt think youβd ever accompanied Jeno to a party without having someone ask you to set them up with him.Β
βPlease,β Yoo Jimin begged for what seemed like the thousandth time. βYeji said he was single!βΒ
Sighing, you mentally cursed Yeji for inviting Jimin to Jenoβs party. βHe is, but Iβm not setting you up with him.βΒ
βWhy?β Jimin demanded rather aggressively, making you wonder what it would take for her to quit nagging you. βDo you like him or something?βΒ
It took a concerning amount of effort for you to refrain from rolling your eyes. βI do not.βΒ
βThen whatβs the problem?βΒ
βI donβt know, Jimin!β you finally burst and gestured at your surroundings. βMaybe Iβm not too keen on helping you out because youΒ followedΒ me into the washroom and cornered me! Maybe I feel used because youβve never shown much interest in me even though Iβve tried striking up a conversation with you several times before!βΒ Β
Jiminβs features softened, and she looked away. βYouβre right,β she muttered, guilt and shame evident in her voice. βIβm sorry for jumping on you like that.βΒ
You immediately felt bad for snapping at her. Pursing your lips, you tried to cheer her up. βDonβt worry about it. You donβt need me to set you up with him anyway. I know we havenβt hung out much, but based on what Iβve heard about you from Yeji, youβre smart, funny and social. You have no reason to be nervous while approaching Jeno.βΒ
For some reason, you regretted encouraging Jimin to pursue your best friend. A gaping hole formed in your heart, and you wished she would go for someone else instead.Β
βThanks, Y/N.β Jimin smiled gratefully. βI know Iβve been a shitty person, but could you give me another chance? Iβd really like to get to know you more.βΒ
And just like that, the hollowness in your chest was gone. You gave her a genuine smile of your own and said, βI gotta pee right now, but does lunch tomorrow work for you?β
Jiminβs eyes widened. βShit, Iβm so sorry. I forgot where we were.β Rubbing the nape of her neck sheepishly, she replied, βLunch works. Iβll text you tonight so we can talk about it.βΒ
The two of you exchanged your goodbyes, and then she was gone. A few minutes later, you exited the washroom as well and headed back to the party.Β
βI missed you,β a voice slurred in your ear. Arms circled around your waist, and a face buried itself into the crook of your neck.Β
You laughed. βYou failed the challenge, Jeno.βΒ
βWhere were you?β he demanded in an almost whiny tone. βItβs your fault! I wouldnβt have lost at beer pong if youβd been playing with me.βΒ
Patting Jenoβs back in consolation, you replied, βIβm sorry you have zero self-control and commit to things you know you wonβt be able to do.βΒ
Jeno peeled himself away from you and pouted. βYouβre mean.β
βThanks. Letβs get wasted together,β you said, but then added upon looking at his already tipsy condition, βOr I can get wasted, and your ass can keep me company.βΒ Β
βDonβt you think one of us should be sober?β Jeno asked as you pulled him along.
βIβm not gonna hold back from drinking!β you exclaimed. βLet me remind you thatΒ youΒ were supposed to be the sober one today and make sure I didnβt do anything stupid. Iβm blaming you if I get naked in the yard.βΒ
Thanks to the music that was gradually getting louder as you approached the main party area, you didnβt hear your best friendβs response. You tightened your grip on his hand when the crowd thickened. Wading your way through the dancing throng, you finally reached the table lined with alcohol and food.Β
You chose a bottle of Romanov and popped it open, drinking straight from it. Youβd barely taken a few gulps when Jeno snatched it from you and put it to his own mouth.Β
Throwing him a dirty look, you picked up another bottle for yourself. βDo you wanna dance?β
βI wanna throw up.βΒ
βSuit yourself.β You shrugged and aimed for the dance floor. A smile crept on your face upon seeing Jaemin; you wereΒ notΒ in the mood to dance alone.Β
βY/N!β he hollered when he noticed you. Stumbling towards you, he pulled you in a quick embrace. βI havenβt seen you in so long!βΒ
βFinals!β you answered. Jaemin nodded in understanding and ran a hand through his hair, taking a swig from his beer. βDo you wanna dance?βΒ
You grinned. βYou know I do.βΒ
The next few hours were a complete blur. The bottle in your hand was replaced by more one after the other, and when Jaemin deemed youβd had enough to drink, he gave you a red solo cup filled with water instead.Β
It felt good to finally unwind after the horrible few weeks youβd had. There was no academic stress weighing down on you anymore, and though you were low on sleep, you didnβt want to stop partying.Β
You just wished you and Jeno had gotten wasted together. While you were having fun with Jaemin, partying with Jeno was a different experience entirely.Β
Right as you were about to take a sip from your cup, you felt an arm being thrown around your neck. The touch was so familiar that you recognised who it was immediately.Β
βI missed you!β you exclaimed. Jeno looked down at you with a grin on his face, a pair of black party glasses sitting on his nose. His hair was damp and fell over his forehead. Maybe it was the liquor in your system, but you could have sworn he never looked better. βLetβs dance.β
βDance?β Jeno laughed. βHavenβt you been doing that for the past two hours? Donβt your feet hurt?βΒ
Frowning, you glanced at your legs. βThey do!β you exclaimed, and looked back at him again, your bottom lip sticking out in a pout. Feeling tears beginning to pool in your eyes, you mumbled, βBut I still want to dance.β
βHow about we go on the roof instead? The stars look pretty tonight,β your best friend suggested, trying his best not to laugh at you. βI didnβt drink at all after you left me. Iβm sober enough to take care of you now.βΒ
Your eyes lit up at that. βWow, thatβs such a good idea! Youβre so smart, Jeno. I love you.βΒ Β
Jenoβs lips finally twitched up in a smile. βI love you too, silly.βΒ
Plucking the solo cup out of your hand, he offered you an arm. You looped yours through it with a softΒ thank youΒ and leaned on him as he led you upstairs.Β
The two of you entered his dark room, and Jeno shut the door behind him. Only when the loud music was muffled did you realise your head was throbbing.Β Β
He unhooked your arms gently and grabbed a warm blanket off his bed. Throwing open his window, he jumped out on the flat roof and looked at you expectantly.Β
You staggered behind Jeno and took the hand he was holding out for you. His other hand hovered over your waist as you climbed on the sill.Β
Thanks to the alcohol in your system, your balance was non-existent, and your legs turned to jelly the moment they made contact with the roof. Fortunately, your best friend was there to catch you.
You bumped into Jenoβs chest instead of falling to the ground. He wrapped his arms around you and steadied you, laughing a little at your antics.Β
βGod, how much did you drink?β you heard him wonder to himself. You mumbled an incoherent response and leaned against the outside wall of his room, watching him lay the spread on the floor.Β
The two of you usually climbed the ladder that led to the slanting roof at the very top of the house, but you reckoned the boy in front of you didnβt want to risk taking you up there when you were so wasted.Β
Jeno sat down on the blanket once he was done and peeked at you over his shoulder, patting the space beside him. βCome on.βΒ
Pushing yourself off the siding, you stumbled to him, tripping over your feet a bit. You were able to keep your balance, though, and a moment later, you found yourself lying on the blanket next to him.
Your shoulders brushed against each other, the warmth from his body seeping into you. It was summer, but the night air was still chilly, especially now that you were on the roof. You were thankful for the protection Jeno offered against the mild cold.Β
The music was blaring once again now that you were outside, and there were no barriers to deafen it, but the volume barely bothered you. Your eyes were on the stars, trying to identify the constellations.
βI see Orion right there,β Jeno said, pointing at the sky. You followed his finger, and sure enough, there it was. βAnd thereβs Ursa Minor.β He moved his hand after noting that you had recognised Orion.Β
βI donβt see it,β you muttered, blinking heavily to clear your sight.Β
βCan you see Polaris?β he asked, glancing at you for a moment.Β
You raised your hand and pointed it at a random star that was nowhere near the one Jeno was referring to. βThere.βΒ
Jeno snorted. βYou could spot Orion, but you canβt identify the brightest star in the sky?β Without waiting for a response, your best friend grabbed your arm and directed it to the right star. βThatΒ is Polaris.βΒ
βWoah.β You gaped and lowered your arm. βItβs so shiny.βΒ
Jeno laughed again upon hearing the child-like wonder in your voice. You stargazed often and always challenged each other to see who could identify the most constellations in a minute. He knew the night sky was familiar to you, but seeing you like this reminded Jeno of the first time he brought you to his roof and introduced you to his favourite hobby.Β
βDo you want it?β he teased.Β
Eyes widening, you turned your neck to look at him, your faces so close you could count his lashes. βReally?βΒ
βReally,β he said and pinched your cheek, unable to help himself. βIβll get it for you.βΒ
A wide smile immediately broke across your lips, and you threw your arms around him, hugging him tightly. βThank you!β you squealed.Β
Jeno chuckled, a little surprised that you had practically climbed on top of him, and part of him was caged under you now. He didnβt mind the sudden intimacy. It had always been his love language; any sort of physical contact with youβbe it comparing hand sizes or carrying you on his backβwarmed his heart.Β
Patting your head, he asked, βYou want me to show you the rest of Ursa Minor?βΒ
βYes.β You nodded into the crook of his neck and peeled yourself away from him, but your head still rested where his shoulder met his arm.Β
Brushing away a strand of hair that had fallen on your face, he averted his gaze to the sky. βPolaris is the tail of The Little Dipper. Now we move towards the left. See the star thatβs above the brightest? Thatβs Delta. Epsilon is above Delta too, but the distance between them is not as much as the distance between the first two. Zeta is belowββΒ
You tuned Jeno out. He was still showing you the stars that made up the constellations, far too invested to notice that you were no longer paying attention to what he was saying and were looking at something much more beautiful instead.Β
Youβd always known your best friend was attractive. Youβd have to be blind to not notice his striking featuresβthey were sharp with a certain softness around the edges. His face always stood out in crowds and demanded peopleβs undivided attention.Β
Rightfully so, you thought to yourself as you admired his perfectly straight nose and the shape of his soft lips, diverting your gaze to his eyes. Youβd always thought they were his best features. They were warm and open and felt like home.Β It deserves to be appreciated.Β
βPherka, Eta, Kochab and Zeta form aββ
βYouβre prettier.β
Jeno glanced at you, your faces mere inches away and those beautiful eyes peering into yours with slight confusion. βWhat?β
βYou said the stars looked pretty tonight,β you whispered. βI think youβre prettier.β You paused for a moment, as if rethinking your words. Then, βI think youβre the prettiest person in the world.β
A fond smile crept on your best friendβs face, and maybe it was because your ear was in the vicinity of his heart, but you could have sworn you heard it thumping loudly against his ribcage. Lightly bumping his forehead against yours, Jeno whispered back,Β
βI think youβre the prettiest person in the world too.βΒ
03. itβs very easy to fall for them, especially when theyβre always so sweet and caring
The first thing you felt upon regaining your consciousness was pain.Β
Your skull was splitting apart, the little bit of sunlight creeping in through the closed curtains rendering you blind. Nausea was beginning to set in, but your body was so weak that you werenβt sure you could make it to the toilet in time.Β
You should have never drunk so much. Not only had you not taken any proper rest after working yourself to exhaustion during your finals, but had also danced to the point you couldnβt move your legs. Heck, you couldnβt even remember much of the party. You recalled leaving Jeno behind to party with Jaemin, but everything after that was a huge blank slate.Β
The toilet was far away, but you could try reaching the dustbin near the study table instead of just throwing up on the carpet. Groaning, you tried to push yourself up. When that didnβt work, you put all strength in your abdomen and threw yourself off the bed.Β
A shockwave of agony passing through your body rendered you immobile on the ground. You moaned in pain and curled in on yourself, covering your mouth with a hand upon tasting bile on your tongue.Β
The door was thrown open, and a worried Jeno gaped at you lying on his roomβs hard floor motionlessly. βWhat the fuck?βΒ
βDustbin,β you croaked with much difficulty, tears springing to your eyes. They hurt so much you wanted to rip them out.Β
Your best friend moved into action immediately. βI kept the dustbin right beside the bed in case you got sick, you blind twat truck. Along with painkillers and water on the table.βΒ Β
You found it in yourself to glare at the boy, but he ignored you. Placing the waste basket in front of you, he helped you up. You gripped the rim as he gathered your hair in his hand and held it up to avoid it getting in the way of your vomit.Β
Right before you emptied the toxins in your body, you managed to say to him, βHow capable do I look to you right now, you stupid toe-licking grinch man?βΒ
Jeno rolled his eyes and rubbed your back with his other hand, patiently waiting for you to finish. Once your heaving stopped, you took the tissue he was holding out for you and wiped your mouth. You felt much better after throwing up but you were still so tired.Β
βCome on.β
You swatted Jenoβs hand away and rested your back on his bed, tucking your legs under your chin. βToo much effort,β you muttered and closed your eyes, willing the headache to go away.
βI was going to carry you to the bed, Y/N,β he said in exasperation.Β
βI just need a moment,β you whispered almost incoherently, wishing he would stop asking you questions when you had no energy to answer. βA moment and an Aspirin.βΒ
There was some shuffling, and then you felt a hand brushing your matted hair out of your face. βHere.β
You peeled your lids open to see Jeno crouched in front of you with water and the painkiller you had asked for. Taking it from his hand, you popped it into your mouth and gulped down some water.Β
For a few moments, you tried to regulate your breathing and calm yourself down. Jeno could tell you were gathering the willpower and strength to climb back on his bed. He wanted to help, but you clearly didnβt want it. So, he just watched you silently struggle.
He should have been with you last night; he hated that he wasnβt when he hadΒ promisedΒ to be the sober half. As far as Jeno was concerned, Jaemin was going to get an earful about keeping tabs on how much his friends drank. Never in the two years of friendship had he seen you with such a huge hangover.Β
βFuck,β he heard you curse under your breath. You moaned in pain as you pushed yourself up on trembling arms and fell on his mattress. Sighing, Jeno tucked you in and pressed a chaste kiss on your forehead.Β
βSleep well,β he said and made his way to the door. βIβll wake you up for lunch. Renjun is making grilled sandwiches.βΒ
Your eyes flew open again.Β Fuck. You were supposed to meet Jimin.Β
βJeno, wait,β you blurted, and he stopped in his tracks. βI was supposed to meet a friend for lunch, but I donβt think I can make it. Can you cover for me?βΒ
Your best friend leaned against the doorframe and crossed his arms over his chest. βWhich friend?βΒ
βJimin.βΒ
βI thought she ghosted you.β He frowned. βNow youβre meeting her for lunch?βΒ
βNo,Β youΒ are meeting her for lunch. I donβt wanna be rude and cancel at the last minute. What if she already left?β
βItβs 10 in the morning.β
βWell, what if she turned down other offers because of the plans we made?βΒ
βShe left an hour ago with Mark after passing out on the couch in Hyuckβs room last night. I doubt sheβs had the time to turn down any other offers. Actually, I think sheβll be glad you cancelled. She looked pretty hungover when she left.β
βWhy are you being so difficult?β you whined, wincing when the throbbing in your head responded to the sudden increase in the volume of your voice. βIβm only asking you for a small favour.βΒ
βIβm not beingΒ difficult,β Jeno defended himself and took a few steps towards you. βIβm trying to tell you that you may be overthinking this. Let me send her a text from your phone asking for a reschedule, and we can have some homemade lunch with the guys.βΒ
Sighing heavily, you averted your gaze from his and stared at the ceiling. βI just donβt wanna blow this. I think sheβs really cool and Iβd like to get to know her more. Iβm good friends with everyone in our social circle except her. Itβs awkward.βΒ
Jenoβs eyes softened at that. βY/N, youβreΒ notΒ blowing anything. Rescheduling lunch because you both partied till you collapsed isΒ notΒ going to take away any points. Trust me.βΒ
Your best friend was right. YouΒ wereΒ overthinking this, but you didnβt exactly blame yourself. All your efforts to befriend Jimin had been futile till now. You didnβt want to do anything that could mess up the friendship that had begun to bloom last night.Β
βFine,β you finally relented. βShoot her a text from my phone. I think itβs in my clothes bagββ you paused, your eyes widening. Lifting Jenoβs duvet in panic, you looked down at yourself. βWho changed my clothes?βΒ
βNingning did!β Jeno answered quickly, the tips of his ears turning a bright red. He couldnβt understand why he was freaking outβnothingΒ happened.Β
You exhaled in relief, trying to get rid of the alien tingling feeling spreading throughout your body. Your cheeks were hot with embarrassment. βOkay. Well, my phoneβs in my clothes bag.βΒ
Jeno busied himself, rummaging through your backpack that was on his bedside table. What you didnβt know, however, was that it was just a front for him to calm himself down. βGot it.β He waved the phone at you. βWhatβs your pin?β
βYour birthday.β
His eyebrows disappeared into his hairline, and a seed of warmth sprouted in his chest. A dizzying sense of affection for you washed over him, drenching him in happiness from head to toe. βReally?βΒ
You nodded and closed your eyes. Turning on your side to get into a more comfortable sleeping position, you buried yourself deeper under his sheets. Yawning, you mumbled, βDay-Month-Year with leading zeros.βΒ
βMy password is your birthday too,β he said quietly after sending Jimin the text. βA lot of them are. Itβs the easiest set of numbers to remember.β
You didnβt respond. Jeno didnβt mind. He knew youβd already fallen asleep. Keeping your phone on the table, he smiled sadly and stared at your resting figure in longing. βEverything about you is so easy to remember.β
Jeno closed the door behind him as he left, none the wiser about the fact that you were still awake and had heard everything heβd said, your heart beating so fast that you thought it was going to leap out of your chest.Β
Your best friend left, completely unaware of the fact that you were now entertaining the possibility of being in love with him.Β
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01. the green-eyed monster you resent makes an appearance more than youβd like
You genuinely couldnβt believe your friend group and their seemingly never-ending social battery.Β
One would think that after a long night of partying, a person would stay at home the next day and take some much-needed rest. Your friends, however, thought it was a good idea to meet up for dinner and decide what to do over the weekend.Β
You didnβt bother to remind them of the wonderful invention that was group chats.Β
βWe should drive up to the beach,β Mark suggested, flipping through the menu. βSummer just started, so I donβt think there will be a lot of people.βΒ
All of you were seated in a round booth at the back of a diner Chenle said he frequented. You werenβt going to lie; you could see why. The setting was very homey, and the cushioning of the sofa was very cosyβyou were almost sure you were going to fall asleep even before your food arrived.Β
Ningning, who was sitting beside Mark, peeked over his shoulder to see what was listed. Minjeong said, βThatβs stupid. The start of summer is exactly when beaches get overcrowded. Most donβt get to visit the ocean during the year, so they make a beeline for the beach as soon as break begins.βΒ Β
βTrue,β you heard Jeno say. He leaned back in his seat and put his arm on the cushion behind you. You resisted the urge to lean in. Taking a sip of his water, he continued, βBesides, weβre already going to Jeju Island for a week next month. I donβt think we should drive three hours to go to the beach right now.βΒ
βWhat about karaoke?β Jimin piped up. She was sitting on the other side of Minjeong, opposite from Chenle, who was on the other side of the table.Β
βWe donβt need an entire weekend for just karaoke,β Chenle pointed out. βWe could do it whenever we want.β
βWell, what aboutββΒ
βHey, can I take your order?β a female voice that was a combination of annoyed, upbeat, friendly and polite interrupted Minjeong. The girl looked a little flustered at being cut off, but she cleared her throat and mumbled a smallΒ yeah, just give us a minute.
The waitress did not move, so all of you awkwardly picked up the menu cards and began flipping through them.Β
βThe usual for me, Yuna,β Chenle said, smiling up at her. To diffuse the sudden tension created in the air, he began making small talk with her as she waited.Β
βWhat are you eating?β Jeno asked. He was closer to you now, his eyes scanning the contents of the menu card in your hand over your shoulder.Β
You shrugged. βI donβt think Iβm eating anything. Iβm not very hungry.βΒ
Jenoβs eyebrows creased, and he glanced at your face in worry. βYou havenβt had anything since lunch. At least drink something.βΒ
βItβs fine.β You dismissed him with a wave of your hand and pushed the card in his direction so he could order whatever he wanted. βI wonβt be able to finish anything by myself and I donβt wanna waste food.βΒ
βHow about we share?β he insisted. βYou eat however much you want, and Iβll finish the rest. Donβt go to sleep on an empty stomach.βΒ
An internal battle began. While Jenoβs suggestion was sensible, you knew he didnβt like to share his food with anyone. You remembered a time when he had refused to go on a second date with a girl because she kept nibbling on his meal. You didnβt want him to do something he hated just for your sake.Β
βReally, itβs fine,β you repeated. βYou go ahead andββ
βHey, Y/N,β Yeji called, making you divert your attention to her. βYou wanna share a triple-decker chicken sandwich? Chenle said this place is famous all over town for that dish.βΒ
You had to admit, a triple-decker chicken sandwich did sound tasty. But youβd just turned down Jeno, so you didnβt wanna say yes to Yeji. Shaking your head, you once again said, βIβm not hungry.β
βWhy arenβt you hungry?β Mark frowned, overhearing your conversation. The rest of your friend group looked at you in concern. Ningning asked, βAre you okay?βΒ
You groaned. The last thing you wanted to do was explain to everyone why you didnβt have an appetite. βIβm okay. Iβm just not hungry because I had a lot for lunch.β
βThatβs a lie,β Jeno commented unhelpfully, and you smacked his shoulder hard in retaliation. He winced, rubbing the area of attack. βHey!βΒ
βShut up!β you exclaimed. Taking a deep breath, you said to everyone with as little annoyance in your voice as you could, βPlease just order what you want. I still feel a little weird after last nightβs party, and I donβt think I can stomach anything right now.β Before anyone could reply, you added, βIβm going to the restroom. Be right back.βΒ
Yeji looked a little stunned, but she got up from her seat and let you leave the booth when you requested her to move. Locking yourself in one of the stalls, you clutched your stomach and curled in on yourself, closing your eyes.Β
Your period cramps were especially painful this time. Maybe it was because of last nightβs exertion, but your cycle was early too. Your stomach was in too many knots for you to even think about eating anything.Β
The washroomβs door opened, and you heard soft footsteps trudging towards you. Knocking on the only occupied stallβs door, a female voice asked, βIs everything okay, Y/N?βΒ
βYeah,β you croaked, feeling tears burning your eyes. βEverythingβs fine, Jimin. I just have period cramps, thatβs all.βΒ
βOh.β There was silence for a moment. βI have painkillers. Do you want them?βΒ
Exhaling through your mouth, you wiped your moist cheeks and stepped out of the stall. βSure.β
Jimin smiled at you reassuringly and handed you a wet wipe, looping her arm through yours. βDonβt worry. I got you.β
Your heart swelled with happiness and gratitude. Youβd wanted to connect with her for so long, and it finally felt like you were getting somewhere this time. Maybe you were being overemotional due to your fluctuating hormones, but you wanted to pull her into a hug.
βOh, also,β you started a little sheepishly, βI wanted to apologise in person about cancelling on you earlier today. I drank and partied more than I should have. I thought about sending Jeno to cover for me, but he pointed out that it would have been awkward for you to see him when you were expecting me.β
βWoah, wait!β she gaped and took a step away from you. The shock on her face surprised you for a moment, but the feeling didnβt last long. βYouβre kidding me! You should have kept insisting, Y/N! A lunch date would have been the perfect way for us to get closer!β
βI donβt think he would have considered the lunch a date because he was just a stand-in for me,β you said awkwardly, and threw the used wipe in the dustbin.Β
Jimin waved you away as you walked out of the restroom and back to your booth. βI mean, yeah, it wouldnβt have been an official date, but it would have given me the opportunity to ask him out on a real one.β
βRight.βΒ Β
You hated the way you sounded. You hated the way your stomach churned, and your mood dropped. You hated that someone was pursuing Jeno. You hated that you were being forced to play Cupid, all thanks to your strong refusal to admit your feelings and the friendship you wanted to build with the girl next to you.Β
βOh, my God!β Jimin exclaimed, too immersed in her own fantasies to have noticed the change in your tone and demeanour. βI can make up for the missed opportunity by sitting next to him right now! You wouldnβt mind, would you?βΒ
You did mind. The idea of her making a move on your best friend made you want to dig a hole and cry. God, you were beingΒ soΒ pathetic. This was completely unlike you, and you despised the way you were acting. You had to pull yourself together immediately.Β
Besides, it wasnβt like you wereΒ everΒ going to explore these newfound feelings you had for Jeno. The last thing you wanted to do was ruin your friendship. Forcing an encouraging smile on your face, you said, βUm, sure! Thatβs a really good idea.β
βTook you guys long enough,β Chenle commented once you returned.Β
You raised an eyebrow. βDid you have any other places to be?βΒ
βI mean I was worried.β He rolled his eyes. βWe ordered food while you were gone. You sure you donβt want anything, Y/N?βΒ
βYep,β you said, popping the last letter. βScoot over and make space for us.βΒ
Yeji got up again and stood to the side as Jimin, and you slid into the booth. βThe two of you better not make me get up again. Iβm not budging even if you need to take a big dump.βΒ
βSorry,β you muttered, smiling at her sheepishly. Making yourself comfortable, you grabbed your glass of water and dipped a straw in it, idly sipping the liquid.Β
Jenoβs gaze caught yours from behind Jiminβs back. He pointed at her with a frown on his face and mouthed, βWhy is she sitting beside me?βΒ
You waved him away and turned your attention to the rest of your friends. βPlease tell me you guys finally decided what weβre doing over the weekend.β
βWe did,β Mark piped up. βWeβre thinking of going to an amusement park and then a water park.β
Jimin frowned. βWonβt those places be crowded as well?βΒ
βWe just need to accept that most destinations will be. Everyoneβs on break, so it doesnβt matter where we go. There will be peopleΒ everywhere.βΒ
You agreed with Minjeong. βAmusement park it is. Can we hit the bars at night?β
βIt wonβt be much of a trip if we donβt.β Ningning grinned. βYou sure you want to go clubbing so soon though? You were completely wasted when Jeno called me to his room and made me change your clothes last night.β
Mark snickered. βAre you scared of changing your own girlfriendβs clothes, Jeno?βΒ Β
Silence. No one spoke.Β
NingNing was staring at Mark incredulously, and Yeji seemed to be suffering through an extreme case of second-hand embarrassment. Chenle pretended to flip through the menu while Minjeong grabbed her phone and scrolled through the apps on her home screen in an attempt to look busy.Β
Jimin whirled to face you so fast that you wondered how her neck hadnβt snapped. You couldnβt even dare to look at Jeno to see what reaction Markβs words had evoked out of him.Β
Laughing awkwardly, you asked, βWho said weβre dating?βΒ
βYouβre kidding me, right?β Mark scoffed in disbelief. βYou guys are so bad at keeping your relationship private. Everyone knows thereβs something going on between the two of you.βΒ
βIs that true?β Jeno asked, but no one present at the table dared to meet his gaze. βDo all of you think thereβs something going on between Y/N and me?βΒ
βI meanβ¦.β Chenle began, dragging the word out. βYou bothΒ areΒ very close. People who claim to beΒ justΒ friends donβt cross the boundaries you two step all over everyday. But weβve never seen you kiss either, so weβre not sure if youβre dating secretly orβ¦βΒ
βYou guys are crazy,β you interrupted. βStop speculating about our relationship. Itβs weird.β Turning to face a very betrayed-looking Jimin, you enunciated, βJeno and I areΒ justΒ friends. Thatβs all there is to us.β
βYeah,β Jeno added, glancing at you. βY/N and I willΒ onlyΒ ever be friends. Thereβs no way I would date her. I donβt find her attractive in a romantic way.βΒ
Feeling a knot form in your heart and anger bubble in the pit of your stomach, you snapped, βSame. Jenoβs not even my type. I wouldnβt get together with him if we were the only people left on Earth.βΒ
Your friends exchanged knowing glances, and poor Jimin, who was stuck sitting between Jeno and you, made an attempt to diffuse the tension. βOkay, guys. We get it.βΒ
βIβm not sure you do,β Jeno hissed, staring all your friends down. βI can see your damn faces. The only way youβre going to believe Iβm not into Y/N is if I prove it to you by going out with someone else.βΒ
Minjeong began, βThatβs notββΒ
βNo, heβs right,β you fumed. Under the table, your hand curled into a fist. βThe only way you guys are going to get this stupid image of Jeno and me being together romantically is if we date other people.βΒ
βThe two of you are overreacting!β Yeji exclaimed. βThereβs no need to get so defensive! We were wrong for assuming, and Mark was an idiot for opening his fat mouth. Iβm sure you both would have told us if thereΒ wasΒ something. Weβre all sorry.βΒ
There was a chorus of agreement on the table. Everyone genuinely seemed to be apologeticβexcept Mark, who was glaring at Yeji and looked mad for being called an idiot. His eyes met yours, and a sheepish smile took form on his lips.Β
You huffed a small laugh and shook your head, but your heart was still in knots. There was a certain hollowness in the pit of your stomach. You felt sick and anxious.Β
Did Jeno really have to say all those hurtful thingsΒ justΒ to convince your friends about your platonic relationship? He didnβt need to sound so offended and make your mutual denial a competition.Β
Sure, you were the one who had declared there would never be anything more than just friendship between Jeno and you, but he didnβt have to cross the line by saying you werenβt appealing to him.Β
Besides, youβd said what youβd said for Jimin. You didnβt actually mean the words that left your mouth. Considering the emotions youβd been feeling recently, it would be a lie to claim you didnβt hope for a different sort of future with Jeno.Β
It didnβt matter anyway. A romantic relationship between the two of you wasnβt practical. Your best friend had never so much as hinted at wanting something more.Β
In a twisted way, you were glad he said those wounding things. You needed to be pulled back to reality.
βHey, Jeno,β you heard Jimin say once the food arrived and everyone started eating. βI was wondering if you wanted to grab lunch and watch a movie sometime this week?βΒ
Bile rose to your throat. You hoped to God he would say no. You didnβt care if you were being a shitty person; you didnβt think you could take any more of this torture.Β
βAre you asking me out on a date?β
Your eyes were trained on your glass of water, but you didnβt need to look at him to know he was surprised. As much as you hated eavesdroppers, you couldnβt stop yourself from wanting to learn where this conversation was going.Β
βI am.β Jimin chuckled nervously.
Jeno didnβt reply immediately. The rest of your friends were engaged in their own discussions with the people sitting next to them. The table wasnβt silent by any means, but the only things you could hear were Jimin waiting for his answer with bated breath and the pounding of your heart in your chest.Β
Then, βI would be honoured.β
Oh, you were most definitely going to throw up.
02. you fall for them
You hadnβt talked to Jeno ever since dinner with your group.
He hadnβt reached out to you, and you hadnβt tried to contact him either. Youβd received a text from Jimin the next day about the specifics of her date with Jeno. They were supposed to meet up for lunch at a restaurant near your college campus and then go out to watch some sappy rom-com.Β
He didnβt even care for rom-coms. Youβd begged him to watch one with you countless times and heβd always turned you down. Part of you wondered if he knew Jimin was updating you about everything and he was purposely pulling this shit to get back at you.Β
But you dismissed the notion immediately. No way were you so dense and self-centred. Maybe Jeno genuinelyΒ wasΒ into Jimin.Β
Your phone began ringing, and you rolled over on your bed, blindly searching for it on your bedside table. God, you hated being woken up in the middle of your afternoon naps. It almost always guaranteed a headache.Β
βHello,β you said groggily, your throat raw and dry. βWho is this?βΒ
βOh! Did I wake you up?β It was Jimin. She sounded upbeat. Your heart sank. βIβm so sorry!βΒ
Pushing yourself up, you rubbed the gunk out of your eyes and made your way to the window. The darkness made you bump into the corner of your study table, and you bit down on your lip to keep a yelp from escaping. Hobbling, you threw the curtains open and said, βNo worries. My alarm was just about to ring. How was the date?βΒ
Laughter bubbled from the other end of the phone line. βIt was cool! He is a really good guy. No wonder everyone is head over heels for him. He opened the door for me, didnβt let me spend any money even thoughΒ IΒ asked him out, was an excellent listener, called me pretty and beautiful,Β andΒ drove me back home. Oh, God, and theΒ eye-contact? It made him a hundred times sexier.βΒ
Seems legit, you thought to yourself. Jeno had always been a gentleman. The other girls youβd set him up with had pretty much given you the same feedback. Part of you felt relieved that this date hadnβt been any different than the others heβd been on.Β
Except the rom-com part, of course. For the life of you, you couldnβt figure out why he would agree to something he hated.Β
βAh, Iβm happy for you, Jimin!β you exclaimed, trying your best to mean what you said. Your own words tasted like ash on your tongue. βAre you guys going on a second date?βΒ
βIβm not sure, to be honest. He said he had a great time with me, but when I tried to ask him out again, he just hugged me. That took me by surprise, and I kinda just forgot.β She laughed. βI know good dates usually end with a kiss, but the fact that he didnβt go for one didnβt bother me.β
βOh,β you mumbled. Sitting on the ledge of your window, you asked, βThat sounds nice. Do you think youβll try asking him again?β
The last thing you expected her to say was no. And the way she said itβ¦ she didnβt sound sad or upset or disappointed. She sounded like herself. She sounded the way one would when they talked about the weather.Β
It confused you. Didnβt Jimin just say the date was really good? She sounded so happy and delighted. Why was she backing out now?
βIβI donβt get it,β you sputtered. βI thought you were into him. I thought you had a great time today. Why arenβt you going to ask him out again? Did something else happenβ?β
βCalm down.β She chuckled. βNothing happened.βΒ
βHuh? Then whatβs the problem?β
βNothingΒ happened,β she repeated. βThatβs the problem. I like Jeno. Heβs attractive, funny and caring. Heβs everything a girl would want in a guy. But there was no spark between us. I had a great time with him, but hanging out today didnβt feel any different than usual. It felt like I was hanging out with a good friend, not with a potential romantic interest.
βI was looking forward to exploring what I felt for him. Turns out, it was just physical attraction. It also turns out that he wasnβt into me at all. If it wasnβt obvious the night we all went out for dinner, it was glaringly clear today. I think part of the reason he said yes was that he didnβt want to hurt my feelings,β she added. βThe otherβmajorβpart was that heβs in love with someone else, and I would rather die than be a homewrecker.βΒ Β Β
βOh,β you said again. You didnβt know how to respond to that. What did she meanΒ Jeno is in love with someone else? You didnβt dare focus on the last part of what sheβd said. You didnβt dare hope that the person she was referring to wasΒ you. βWell, Iβm sorry it didnβt work out between the two of you. Iβm sure youβll find someone else easily. Youβre a delight. Anyone would be lucky to date you.β
Jimin laughed again. βIf you werenβt in love with Jeno too, Y/N, I would have thought you were into me.βΒ
It took a second for the words to register, but when they did, you felt your heart drop to your stomach. Forcing yourself to laugh, you croaked, βWhatever do you mean?βΒ
Saying that was a mistake. You should not have asked her to elaborate. She was going to make you come to terms with your feelings, and all the time and effort youβd spent denying and trying to get rid of them was going to go down the drain.Β
Before she could speak, you made a static sound with your mouth. Then, you pretended that the connection was really bad. βWhaβhearβyou. Tryβback. Hellβ?βΒ
You hung up before Jimin could call you out on your bullshit. A moment later, you saw a text pop up.Β
[jimin]: that was soooo unsubtleΒ
[y/n]: idk what ur talking ab!!!!!!!
[jimin]: sure
[jimin]: also a tiny heads up
[jimin]: i told jeno to stop being a pussy and an asshole so heβs on his way 2 ur place now
[y/n]: WHAT THE FUCK
[jimin]: iβm going 2 pretend u said thank u
[jimin]: donβt forget ab our dinner date tmrw
[jimin]: have fun <3Β
It was crazy how the bell rang almost immediately after you read the last text. You wondered if the timing was planned and that Jimin had told Jeno to wait till she gave him the go-ahead.Β
You trudged to the front door and took a deep breath before opening it.
βHey,β Jeno mumbled with a small smile. His hair was ruffled, as if he had run his hands through it several times. βCan I come in?βΒ
Biting the inside of your cheek, you nodded and moved out of the way to make space for him to step inside. He shoved his hands inside the pockets of his jeans and stood awkwardly.Β
βYou can sit,β you said, feeling the corners of your lips curl up in amusement.Β
He sighed and wove his fingers through his strands again. βNot before I apologise for my behaviour. I was completely out of line that day,β he said. βI shouldnβt have said those things. I didnβt mean them.βΒ
βSo you donβt think Iβm unattractive?βΒ
You meant to tease him, but the next thing you knew, he was standing toe-to-toe with you, a desperate and guilt-ridden expression adorning his face. βGod,Β no. Youβre the most beautiful person I have ever seen. I only said that becauseβ¦ because I knew it would hurt you.βΒ
Jeno was standing too close to you. You could barely breathe, much less think. But that didnβt stop you from asking, βWhy would you want to hurt me?βΒ
He didnβt answer for what felt like an entire minute. He only kept staring at you, an internal battle raging inside him. Then, he let loose a breath of frustration and moved away. He refused to look at you, and your patience kept slipping with each moment that passed.Β
Right when you thought it would snap, Jeno spoke up, βIt hurt me when you said you and I would only ever be friends. I know how stupid it sounds, but it really did. For years, Iβd been pining after you and hoping thatΒ maybeΒ we could be something more in the future. I felt like an idiot when I realised wouldnβt ever view me in that light.Β
βYou gotΒ soΒ defensive when Chenle said all our friends were suspicious of us being in a secret relationship. I couldnβt help but wonder if you felt disgusted at the idea of us being together. I got angry at myself for being naive and said those horrible things without even realising.βΒ
You didnβt know what to say. This was the second time youβd been rendered speechless in the past thirty minutes. It was one revelation after the other; you were having a hard time keeping up.
βYouβyou like me?β you stuttered.Β
Jeno laughed humourlessly and looked you dead in the eyes. βIΒ loveΒ you, Y/N.βΒ
βNo.βΒ
βYes.βΒ
You took a step back. βNo, no, no,Β noββ
βYes,β he pressed. βIβm sorry that I do. I know this changes everything, but I couldnβt keep it in anymore. I justββ
βWhy would you go out with Jimin if youβ¦ if you love me?β you whispered.Β
βPartly to see your reaction and partly in an attempt to get over you,β he admitted. βIt didnβt work. I justβI justΒ couldnβtΒ stop thinking about you the entire time I was with her. I felt so guilty for saying such terrible things becauseΒ IΒ couldnβt deal with my emotions and come to terms with reality. Iβm really sorry, Y/N.βΒ
You swallowed the lump in your throat. βIβm sorry too.β
βYou donβt have to apologise for not loving me backββ
βThatβs not what Iβm apologising for,β you interrupted and walked towards him until your abdomens were touching. βIβm apologising for not seeing it sooner. Iβm apologising for encouraging Jimin to ask you out even though itΒ killedΒ me. Iβm apologising for denying my feelings time and time again. Iβm apologising for saying we would only ever be friends. TheΒ lastΒ thing I want is for our relationship to be platonic.βΒ
Jeno was barely breathing. βWhat are you saying?βΒ
βIβm saying I love you too, Lee Jeno,β you mumbled and stood on your toes, cupping cheeks with your palms. βIβm saying I want you to kiss me.βΒ
The words didnβt register immediately, but his lips were on yours the moment they did.Β
Jenoβs arm snaked around your waist, and he pulled you closer. His hand grabbed your neck from behind, and he tilted his neck to the side, deepening the kiss.Β
Your breath hitched in your throat. All you could feel wasΒ him. Your nerve-endings were short-circuiting, and pure adrenaline was coursing through your veins. You didnβt think youβd ever been as satisfied and euphoric as you were right now.
Jenoβs lips slotted with yours perfectly. You smiled to yourself upon realising he tasted like chocolates. Your best friend always ate a piece before any event he deemed to be very important. He claimed they gave him good luck.Β
Letting go of one of his cheeks, you grabbed the round collar of his shirt and pressed your mouth harder against his. The nights youβd spent wondering how kissing him would feel and then hating yourself immediately for having such thoughts amounted toΒ this.Β
You didnβt want to hold back.Β
But you had to ask him a question. It didnβt matter how stupid or ridiculous it was; you wanted to know the answer. So, you broke the kiss and inquired with your body still tangled with his, βWhy the hell did you agree to watch a rom-com with Jimin?βΒ
βReally?β he asked exasperatedly. βYou wanna talk about Jimin while weβre making out?βΒ
βI wanna know why you watched a rom-com with her when Iβve been begging you to watch one with me for so long,β you corrected.Β
Jeno was silent for a moment, as if contemplating whether or not to tell you. You raised an eyebrow. βWell,β he started, blowing out a breath. βShe told me you set her up with me, and it pissed me off even more. I knew sheβd tell you all about our date, so I suggested we watch a rom-com. I knew youβd be riled up once you realised.βΒ
You snorted. Who knew? You werenβt actually being a self-centred narcissist when you suspected the same. βYouβre an idiot. I was already riled up you were going out with her.βΒ
βOh, yeah?β he teased. βWhyβd you encourage her in the first place then?β
βHonestly, at first, I thought I could use you to further my friendship with her,β you admitted. Jeno scoffed in disbelief. βYeah, I know. That was kinda shitty of me. But when I realised I was falling for you, I pushed her to pursue you in an attempt to convince myself I was not into you. That obviously backfired and did the very opposite. I was horribly miserable. I wanted to shoot myself everytime I heard her gush about you.βΒ
He smirked. βShe gushed about me?βΒ
βOh, get over yourself.β You shoved his shoulder playfully. βHowβd you end up here after your date? Jimin texted me that you were coming.β
βTough, but Iβll try.β He laughed. βShe was probably able to tell how disinterested I was. After the date when I dropped her home and hugged her instead of kissing her, she just confronted me and asked if I was in love with you. Then told me to not bother answering because it was obvious. She said she didnβt want to get in the middle of us and threatened to kick my ass if I didnβt come here to make amends immediately.βΒ
You grinned. βOh, the things I would have done to witness that scene.βΒ
βIt was scary.β Jeno frowned. βShe hit my shoulder really hard when I said I was in love with you and called me an idiot for going out with her. I think she was angry at herself too for being oblivious to our situationship. It was one of the weirdest dates Iβve ever been on.βΒ
βJimin actually said she had a great time with you. She told me it was nice.β
βReally?β he asked, sounding surprised.Β
You placed a chaste kiss on Jenoβs mouth. βHmm, I wonder how good the best date youβve ever been on would be then.βΒ
He chased your lips and kissed you back deeply. Caressing your cheekbone with stars twinkling in his eyes, Jeno said, βI guess weβll know when I take you out.β
βNo way, are you officially asking me out on a date, Lee Jeno?β you asked, and let out a fake gasp.Β
βDamn right I am,β he declared. βI donβt want the amusement park trip with our friends to be our first day out as a couple. Do you wanna grab some food tomorrow afternoon? We can go to the trampoline park before that.βΒ
You smiled softly. βThat sounds wonderful.Β But,β you added. βNo more flirting with restaurant staff for free food, or Iβll go ballistic on you.βΒ
Jeno laughed, and you thought it was the most beuatiful sound you had ever heard. His chest rumbled with the force of it, his eyes creasing to look like small crescent moons. Slipping his hand into yours, he squeezed once.Β
βWouldnβt even dream of it.βΒ
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Hey! I LOVE the comic you posted of the reader going to a club pre-relationship! I was wondering if you could write a part 2 to that of all of them going to a club together. With some jealousy, like when the reader goes to the bathroom on her way back she is getting flirted with by a random guy and the marauders reaction. Feel free to ignore
(Also I adore you comic that make my day every time I have re-read all of them at least 3 times!)
Hi lovely, thank you so much ! This took me forever to get to sorry, hope you enjoy it <3
part 1
cw: alcohol, unwanted/nonconsensual touch
roommate!marauders x fem!reader β‘ 1.3k words
Your shriek cuts through the loud music, and you turn to Remus with an open-mouthed grin.Β
βThis is my favorite song!β you shout.Β
He laughs. In the past half hour, four songs have been your favorite. βYeah?β he asks.Β
You nod happily, throwing your hands above your head as you spin. Youβre tipsy twirly, surprisingly sprightly considering youβve downed enough shots to get Remus hammered, and heβs got several inches on you and has been drinking since he was thirteen.Β
Sirius is in a similar state. Remus and James have been steering the two of you around for most of the night, but now James has put himself in charge of crisis prevention, playing goalie between either of you and the bar.Β
βOh be fun, Prongsie,β Sirius wheedles after getting spun around by the shoulders for the upteenth time. βI know you can be fun.βΒ
βI am fun,β James agrees. βI have my most fun when Iβm not cleaning up your vomit. Go dance with y/n.βΒ
Youβre game for this plan, giving Sirius an enticing smile and moving your hips to the music in a way that makes Remusβ mouth go completely dry. He knows heβs not the only person in this club whoβs noticed, but thankfully the little circle the four of you have made in the dance floor stays clear of intruders. Thus far, your prediction has proved correct; no other men have come up to you with your roommates around. Heβs not particularly distraught about it.Β
You seem oblivious to your own allure, laughing when Sirius hurries toward you like a called puppy. You take his hands, letting him twirl you around and then holding your arms up to twirl him in return, and at the chorus, you both jump around so that your hair flies all about. Your laughter is loud and sparkling. Remus sips his drink, entranced.Β
There are two more favorite songs before you careen towards him, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt. He hastily grips you by the elbow, wary of a fall, but you seem to have done this intentionally. You beam up at him, your smile lopsided and far less shy than anything heβs ever seen from you.Β
βMβgonna go to the toilet,β you tell him, one word leading into the next like theyβve been sloppily tied together with string.Β
βOh, okay.β Of its own volition, Remusβ hand coasts up the back of your upper arm, then down to your elbow again. βDo you think youβre gonna be sick, honey?βΒ
Your face screws up as if this is taboo to mention. βWhat? No.β You make a funny pffting sound. βIβm miles off from that, Iβm fantastic, itβs just,β you lower your voice, expression turning grave, βI think itβs time to break the seal,β you tell him meaningfully.Β
This time itβs entirely intentional, but he also canβt help it. Youβre just too cute. Remus sets his hand on the top of your head affectionately, grinning at you. βAlright, love, sounds good.β He looks around for the womenβs bathroom, locating it a short distance away. βWant one of us to go with and wait outside for you?β Itβs not like he canβt see it from here, but a girl as intoxicated as you probably shouldnβt be going anywhere by herself.Β
βNo, no, Iβve got it,β you say, patting his chest lightly. βBack soon.βΒ
Itβs like youβve disappeared into a mist, the way you fade into the crowd so quickly. It takes Remus a moment to spot the top of your head moving towards the bathroom. You turn around just before you go in, giving him a dazzling smile paired with a dorky thumbs-up.Β
βWhereβd she go?β James asks, holding his drink aloft while Sirius grabs for it. βAnd what has made you smile like that, Moony?βΒ
Remus makes a dismissive sound, but he feels his face heat as he takes a long sip of his own drink. Jamesβ grin widens.Β
βOoh,β Sirius catches on. βWhatβd she say to you?βΒ
βNothing. Sheβs gone to the toilet.β
Siriusβ kohl-rimmed eyes bulge, and James laughs, following his train of thought immediately. βDid she ask you to follow her? I didnβt think that was your style, you rake.βΒ
Remus rolls his eyes. βYouβre depraved.βΒ
Itβs not long before you reappear, catching Remusβ eye on your way out of the bathroom like you knew heβd be looking. You give him another of those heart-stuttering smiles and head his way, weaving your way through the crowd with a drunken expertise.Β
A happy glow of anticipation starts up in his chest, but youβre intercepted on the way. Another head, taller, steps in front of you, blocking Remusβ view. He cranes his neck, but he canβt see you.Β
He must make some sound or simply be emanating discontent, because James is back at his side in an instant. βWhatβs wrong?βΒ
βSomeoneβs talking to her. I canβt see her anymore.β He sounds ridiculous, like an overprotective douche, but he canβt imagine one can be too cautious when a drunk girl is surrounded by guys in a place like this. Remus is being purely practical.Β
βLetβs go get her.β James is on board immediately, taking Sirius by the elbow and beginning to bulldoze his way through the crowd. Sirius grabs Remusβ hand just before the gap closes behind them, dragging him along.Β
Remus hears you before he sees you.Β
βReally, I appreciate it, but Iβm not looking for anything.β Your voice sounds slightly tight, and Remus knows you well enough to tell by the sound of it that youβre giving whoever youβre talking to one of your big, fake smiles.Β
A manβs voice says, low and sure, βYou donβt mean thatββ and thatβs as far as he gets, because you interrupt to exclaim, with no small amount of relief, βMy friends!βΒ
βHi, sweetheart,β James says, and youβre right in front of them. Youβve cleaned up your makeup in the bathroom, the eyeliner that had transferred sweatily under your eyes now pristine again, and your smile is indeed giant and thin-lipped as you look between them and the man in front of you, subtly flaring your eyes. He reads the look clearly: Help, please!
Remus looks you over. The man has his hands on your hips and one of yours is around his wrist, a cautious touch. Sirius takes care of that quickly, wrapping his forefinger and thumb around the wrist closest to him and removing it like itβs a piece of trash he found on the street.Β
βDo you two know each other?β Remus asks. Without permission, his voice comes out gruff and accusatory.Β
βNo,β you say speedily, taking a step towards Sirius. Towards them. βI was just on my way back to you guys, actually.βΒ
βWe were talking.β The man looks between the three of them scrutinously, like theyβre threats. Remus doesnβt hate the thought of being a threat to this guy.Β
βSounded like you were done talking, mate.β James smiles easily. Youβd have to really know him to hear the sharpness in his tone.Β
Sirius snakes an arm around your waist, but you donβt shy from the bold touch. In fact, you lean into him, your smile slowly beginning to resemble the genuine article. βWanna get another drink, baby?β Sirius asks you, gaze salacious.Β
βMhm.β You bob your head eagerly, and he leads you off, James and Remus following. βThanks for the help,β you tell them as soon as youβre away. βHe didnβt, like, do anything, but it was a bit intimidating.βΒ
βAnytime, sweetheart,β James replies, expression going a bit stormy now that heβs done feigning lightness. βAnd I wouldnβt say he didnβt do anything, he shouldnβt have put his hands on you like that.βΒ
βItβs whatever,β you wave it off so easily Remusβ heart gives a little throb. βWhatβre we drinking?βΒ
βOh, that was a ploy,β Remus says. βWeβre done drinking, remember?βΒ
You pout, and Sirius hugs your side sympathetically (entirely for your benefit, Remus is certain). βYou mean weβre done,β he sneers. βYou and Prongs get to have however much you want. Who made you king of the beer?βΒ
βI think you did, actually,β Remus says thoughtfully. βAt Maryβs New Yearβs party, remember?βΒ
Sirius sniffs, presumably because he does not.
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LISTEN TO ME RN HEAT ME TF OUT STANS GANG + CRAIG DOIGN THE LIPSTICK TREND FROM TICTOK WITH READER
the lipstick trend with stan and craigs team
an, I AM LISTENLING ANON DONT WORRY. no idea what you mean by heat out though π€¨ , 17-18 and gn reader but use of her in tolkiens
kenny
he was the one who suggested it, it came across his fyp one day and he sent it to you "lets do this come over rn." "you asked, why dont you come to my house? π€¨" "why don't i cum in your mom" "HUH π§" "im here."
you both definitely argue on what lipstick you should wear "okay but i don't even use pink lipstick" "well you should" "its light colour its not gonna appear" "well fuck π"
the process of kissing his face is wild, he would suggest to do his lips as the first place "KENNY HOW ARE WE GONNA DO THIS TREND IF YOU KEEP TRYING TO MAKE OUT WITH ME" "ITS NOT MY FAULT"
after like2 hours you finally get the lipstick on his face. now the tiktok was even harder he wouldn't stop laughing. you'd give up and he apologises while laughing
thank god you guys were able to finish it under 1 hour it turned out really good, at the end of the video he kissed you and you wanted to cut that part but he said keep it for like and its true the comments were all about the kiss on the last clip
kyle
okay he too wanted to ask you first but he was kinda shy and waited for you to ask and you did!! woohoo for kyle
"kyle wanna do this" "OKAY" he insists on picking your lipstick and picks the ugliest colour like what π
to him there was no such thing as an ugly colour buy it didn't suit your face so no way.
the process of it was calm, he at first wanted to put on the lipstick for you but you looked like a clown has mans never put on lipstick??
he watches you as you kiss him and reapply lipstick and then kiss him again, he feels like a princess fr π€π€
he hasn't seen his face yet so when you record and he saw his face he laughs out loud, "LMAO WHY DO I LIKE THAT??" "WDYM"
you would tell him to take off his hat which he refuses but you looked too cute, when it posted cartman was first to comment and you can already tell what he commented "ew gay" your followers defended you two though π€
stan
stan blushes internally when you ask him. "sure im down" DEEP DOWN HE WANTS KIDNAP YOY AND KEEP YOU TO HIMSELF
"what lipstick do you think matches me best, pink or red?" "id say my tip colour" "WHAT π§"
he has to hold in the very urge to puke every time you kiss him because like you look so cute omg.
he looks in the mirror and is js like "damn, i did it". HE LOVES IT SOOOO MUCH YOU CAN TELL HE'S BLUSHING ONGG βΌοΈ
he even directs you like "do here next, okay now here" its so cute π€π€
when you record and the camera pans to him, he smiles and covers his face blushing bc he can't contain it. it was such a cute video and got iver 2 mil likes. cartman definitely commented "i bet you had to change your clothes 10 times"
cartman
"cartman lets do this" "what." "wdym? cmon its cute" "y/n no offense but that is the most gayest shit i've ever seen" " NO ITS NOT UTS CUTE" "my reputation is at stake if i do that be so for real" "okay I'm asking kyle then" "lets do it."
he actually been wanting to ask you for weeks now but doesn't know how so winwin. you take your absolute time picking your lipstick and he couldn't be more done with "hurry up this doesn't even effect anything" "shut up cartman if i use the right one people will ask what lipstick it is and i get views"
picking a lipstick was already a big deal just imagine the process "ew gay not on my lips" "cartman π" tbh he wish he could just make out with you rn but yk how mans is
now recording is even more a hassle "JUST SMILE IS IT SO HARD TO CRACK A SMILE" "NOT WHILE IM LOOKING LIKE THIS" the most he does is wipes your lipstick off and then he just gives a π look until the end of the video
the comments are just him getting teased at clydes commenting "NAHHH CAN'T BELIEVE HE AGREED TO THIS" kyles is "i can tell that this took a long time" and then wendys is "is that cartman or a clone of him". cartman is pissed af at the comment, he told you his reputation is at stake π.
he actually has it saved downloaded and also is his live wallpaper sooo.
butters
butters is the one who asked you this " um y/n can we do this? π£" while twiddling his fingers, "OKAY"
he's all giddy and smily during the process, after every kiss his blushes intensifies and by the end of it he is just.. π΄
even though it is the most simplest video ever he has to have a tutorial, he is asking questions for everything man, how do i wipe the lipstick, what do i do, do i smile when its on me , do i laugh??
you tell him what he thinks he should he and he starts kissing you bc rn the sexual tension between you two is intense (to him atleast, he thinks thinks hand holding is already intense)
everyone comments on how cute he is and yk how tiktok is so people comment "does he whimper" "submissive who?" and hes likw WHATTTTT π§
clyde
when you suggested this he nodded so hard his head probably was about to fall off. "clyde you wanna do this" "DO I???" ..... "well.. do you?" "i mean yeah it's like a way of- yes i wanna do it"
he loves any lipstick you wear so he lets you pick. after every kiss he looks in the mirror and kicks his feet giggling and you just stand there π€¨
he also tries to make it a makeout session like kenny, when you kissed on his lips he holds your neck and literally makes out with like cnon we have 9 more
when you first hit record and yk how the guy has to wipe your lipstick off, nah he grabbed you by the chin and slams his lips with yours "WHY DIS YOU DO THAT??" "its called content,you wouldn't know with your 9 likes and 70 views"
well you kept the clip and everyone in the comments were talking about it "need a boyfriend like you y/n" "why can't my boyfriend be like this" clyde is obviously gloating bc he had the idea.
tolkien
most romantic man you know, is the first to ask you. "y/n can we do this?" "OKAY BOO π"
"hmm which lipstick do you think babe?" "i think every lipstick makes you pretty, it doesn't matter if it doesn't suit you because in my eyes you look beautiful in anything βΊοΈ" "what if i wore kim kardashians 2013 met gala dress" "might have to rethink what i said"
he smiles while you kiss him here and there, every once a while he kisses you back, it was such a cute moment for you twoππ€π€
when recording he looks at you while smiling during the whole video and it blew up fast because of that
"the way he looks at her" "wishing he was like this" "you got the bag that man is inlove", it blew in seconds fr
craig
"craig lets do-" "okay" "i didnt even ask you yet" "I'll do anything if its with you" "what if i asked you to have a threesome" ".....if its makes you happy idk.."
idk about you but i think he acts like he doesn't care but inside he is so happy you asked he's been wanting to ask you this but doesn't know how to start up the convo
he doesn't care what lipstick or where you kiss him, its just the way you press your lips on him and look at it then quickly reapply to do it again because it wasn't pigmented enough.
when recorded, he doesn't just wipe he makes you turn to face him by grabbing your chin, and he doesn't let go and just looks at you with those yk siren eyes.
people are simping over him ong "damn girlie share for us" "you mean OUR boyfriend" "tryna find someone as hot as him" and you are pissed fr he laughs at you cursing out the people, like bae dw my eyes only fo you ππ€
tweek
"tweek, wanna do this?" "but what if I can't remove the lipstick stain" "tweek what dw i have makeup remover" "WHAT IF THAT DOESN'T WORK π€―π€―" "TWEEK"
okay so the lipstick may turn out ugly bc of how shaky he is but ITS OKAY BC ITS TWEEK DUH, "a-are you sure you dont want to redo this?" "tweek its fine"
he insists on redoing it the 2nd try turns our worse because he's even more twitchy because of how close you areβΊοΈβΊοΈβΊοΈ
his face is just red because he keeps wiping it off with his hands so you can redo it and its obvious too
recording it was so funny because you can't stop laughing at the smudge lipsticks
when posted the comments were so cute but... uh questionable some were "the way the smudges are so obvious ππβ€οΈ" or "wishing my future relationship will be like this π€" and some were just "tip colour when?? π"
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Protective girl (Charles Leclerc x reader)
Inspires by @charles-eclair16 's fic
When fans go too far, yn wants to protect the one treasure in her life
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in which we finally get to see the roles reversed
N.B: this is been in my drafts for so long, omg! Let me know what you guys think!! WARNING: not proof read, some swear words, might have messed up a date, don't focus on any dates mentioned, this is all fictional anyways. Hope you guys like it
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itsmeyn: charles always goes above and beyond for every single fan of his, he tries to take as many pictures and sign as many autographs as possible, but what happened last night was a fucking joke. He doesn't like what I'm writing cause he says that it was just a mistake and that it was fine, but it really isn't, it's so disrespectful and disgusting! He always wants to meet his fans and make them happy only to receive this insanity, him falling AND HURTING HIMSELF because some of you can't fucking wait and be organized like a human being! Charles isn't an animal in a zoo where you race to pet him! He is a human being, he is a son, a brother and a boyfriend! This wasn't just an accident, i have seen these 6 girls multiple times in multiple places! it's so obsessive and so so sick of you to follow him everywhere.... Charles won't speak up because he is Charles and he lives seeing the good in people, but I will tear everything and everyone for his safety, so for you 6 girls you will be hearing from court soon so better prepare a good lawyer you assholes!
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F1_updates_live: Charles Leclerc's girlfriend, YN LN, seen today arriving in front of the UK's courthouse in a red SF9 Ferarri. It had been quite a week for YN as she was seen hitting a fan after the said fan pushed Charles. YN took this fan and 5 others to court, no one knows on what bases but what has come out is that she has won the case which means that Charles and YN have restraining orders against the group.
username: OHH HEEEELLL YEAAAAAHH
username: yn doing God's work
username: yn serving justice
username: that's what we needed
username: hot girl shit
username: the car and suit combo is so fucking hot of her
username: I think this is too much, like these girls just wanted to see Charles
username: @.itsmeyn can we make them 7?
username: another one
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itsmeyn: don't blame me, love made me crazy
username: YN IS A FELLOW SWIFTIE?!?!?
username: if I had a nickel for everytime yn and I had something in common I'd have 2 nickels, which is not a lot but it's weird that it's happened twice
username: now I just want her to watch all the charles edits done with a taylor song
itsmeyn: who says i already don't π
username: and I oop-
username: THIS IS THE SWEETEST AND CRINGIEST SHIT EVER!
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itsmeyn: congratulations to my baby, the love of my life, you deserve it and so much more β₯οΈβ₯οΈ
username: FINALLY!!
username: idk how to react, ferarri has let us down too many times that all I know is lose
username: I don't see how he deserves it tbh, all of his results are shit for quite a while , he's only where he is cause he's driving a ferarri π€·ββοΈ
itsmeyn: oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the one in a formula one car, in a ferarri, that by the words of many professionals is at its worse era. I don't care about you and your opinion but don't state it as a fact, no one can do better with these strategies. I hate to keep saying this but when your own fucking team doesn't have the same dream as you it turns to shit. Even if charles is the only one in the car, it's still a team sport, not a one man sport. Fuck you and your tiny ass brain that can never survive one lap in a formula one car, it'll probably explode cause of all the bullshit in it before the first lap anyway. So next time you wanna talk shit maybe try to do fifth of who you're criticising is doing, I bet that'll shut you up real quick you dimwit.
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F1_updates_live: YN LN, Charles' long time girlfriend, seen today fighting Xavi in Bahrain due to his mistake on the radio which resulted in Charles losing his podium position.
username: good for her
username: charles is so lucky
username: I love how she always stands up for him
username: honestly, whenever charles or carlos ignore the strategies they win... I really wanna see more of that.
username: this is just Monaco 2024 GP all over again, yn was so fucking furious (rightfully so) cause Xavi's mistake costed charles a p1 in his home race.
username: this shit was so heartbreaking man
username: I think this was the first time we ever saw yn angry at sabotaging charles, like the most we saw was her holding his hand when crossing the street, making sure he eats first, playing with his hair when nervous, but I've never seen yn make someone literally cry until 2024 with Xavi being her victim
username: pffft, victim, he 100% deserved it
username: oh yeah, definitely. All my homes hate Xavi, like can you not say the strategy properly π
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Ill talk about it more actually on stream as I feel like whenever I post something on other sites it just causes more discourse because of how the site works and I feel like this reaches a good amount of my community. Its really really hard to like call out specific behaviors online because a lot of the time it just ends up putting the idea in people's heads and ends up making some problems worse.
Basically i've said this before and I know sadly im probably going to have to say it again but dont send people racist things or harass them simply because you dont agree with something they say about me? Like I really dont take any criticism of my content to heart because I understand that it isnt for everyone! And thats okay! No ones content is ever for everyone and people are allowed to have a negative opinion and I welcome people who watch me to say "hey I think you could have done this better" as it allows me to improve? If you actually cared about my content enough to do those awful things you would actually allow criticism. Like I dont know what more I can say at this point and I know me doing this isnt going to get anything to stop simply because the people doing this are idiots.
Please if you dont like something someone says about me just ignore it! If you really dont like it then block them! Internet arguments are useless 90 percent of the time and only lead to the people involved just feeling worse! So maybe instead of like harassing people because of an opinion they have about me, just post something else! Dont make random arguments from tiny things! A LOT of the time a lot of things people argue about are just their opinion, and if you feel so strongly about it that you resort to harassing them then YOU NEED TO GO OUTSIDE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. Im not even going to say anything about how it affects me because if racism, transphobia, or any type of discriminatory language being JUST WRONG isnt enough then I dont want you watching my content to begin with!
And to my bipoc audience, Im so sorry that you guys have to put up with this like every month or so and I cant thank you guys enough for helping me call this out. I appreciate you guys so so much. Ill talk about this more on stream soon.
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night lights.
warnings: noncon/cnc ?, pervert heeseung, boob guy hee, reader's older (like 2 years?), reader's shy and sophisticated, virgin reader + experienced hee, dumbification, she says no (which is like noncon) but is enjoying it so its cnc, clicking pics and recording sex too ig??, indication of blackmailing towards the end, he masturbates alot. this is like real filth with some wild kinks. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK + minors dni please.
Lee Heeseung has huge secrets, everyone thinks he's a perfect boy with great grades and a promising future ahead... but little do they know. He's the biggest pervert you could come across. Just 19 yet he's obsessed with sex. He lost his virginity at the age of 17 to a 20 year old girl who rode his dick in a huge crowded party. he was so obsessed with the feeling that since then he's been having sex every week, different pussy every time and well he got blessed to have a huge, thick cock which he knew how to use well, oh and his amazing looks... got all the girls on his dick, ready to let him ruin them.
While you, Y/F/N... knows only the main thing. 'Sex is done to reproduce.' without too much of an idea, and neither you've ever felt any "dark" desire. Innocent little sweetheart who is focused on building up a career and leading a stable life. You love shopping, studying English literature and posting on Instagram. Your tits are so huge. It's as if your tits are honey and boys are bees, they want you and your body so much... but you don't wanna give it up.
Heeseung and you were in the same college but have never crossed ways until today. You were wearing a sage green dress till your knee, which showed alot of your cleavage, your sister always bought you outfits like those in hopes you'll finally have a boy in your life.
You were on your way to class while reading through your 'Wuthering Heights' notes quickly, not noticing your way as you bumped into a guy, falling on top of him. It was obviously none other than, Heeseung. It was a very bad collision. You fell in his lap, your arm hurting as he just stared at you with his mouth wide open, eyes on the main attraction, the huge tits that were almost slipping out of the dress.
Unknowingly his hand moved towards your chest, fixing your dress as you gasped softly and looked into his eyes. he felt your cleavage and the softness made him harden a little as he got up and helped you up too. "I'm so sorry." he apologized and bowed, eyes stuck on your milky white legs. "I'm sorry too! Please forgive me!" you felt really shy and guilty as you bowed, your breasts coming all out again as he moaned lowly and made you stand straight again, "hey it's fine. anyways, I'm heeseung. Freshman." you smiled at him while fixing your dress.
That fucking smile. His heart fluttered, and butterflies filled all of his stomach and he smiled too. "I'm Y/n, Junior." he nodded his head as her cheeks burned with shyness. "I hope we become friends." he winked and walked away, leaving you a mess because of how well that handsome boy treated you and even cared about how your dress revealed your private parts! so considerate!!
He had left straight for the bathroom as he then sat in cubicle, gasping to himself. " Oh wow" he said to himself as he then started wanking, he couldn't help thinking of her. Heeseung tries to use his negative emotions like, anger and all because he works his ass off all the time. So he mostly channels those emotions sexually, kinda hot.
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The day had ended as you were by your locker, putting in your books and taking the one you're gonna study at home. as heeseung came running to you. "Oh my god- listen y/n do you major in English lit. ?" he asked her, acting all worried. as you nodded your head in confusion. "why?" you asked and he leaned on the lockers. "Okay so our teacher is making me get tutored by a very annoying girl so I told him I'll find someone else, and while looking for someone else I saw you. Do you mind?" he told her with a pout on his lips, and the look in his eyes, that could make everyone melt. "Hmm... I'm not that good at it but I can help."
heeseung smiled. " thanks alot!! btw, your number?" he asked with a pretty smile and you nodded while softly blushing as you both exchanged numbers and shook hands.
~ Timeskip to a month or so later ~
You and Heeseung sat in the hallroom of your rented apartment as you helped him out with the freshman English lit syllabus, wearing shorts and sleeve less top that barely kept your tits inside. "Okay let's take a two minute break." you said and took your phone scrolling through your instagram. you were wearing a really soft shade of pink which highlighted your hard nipples because of cold and your cleavage. Heeseung pulled out his phone and subtly clicked alot of pictures of them, from even different angles.
"hey, i'm gonna use the bathroom." he said and you nodded, very busy on your phone as he quitely went towards the bathroom but sneaked into your bedroom. he knew you won't look for him for the next 10 minutes, so he went into your wardrobe for like the 5th time this month and stole another pair of your panties, it was a lacy white one as he sniffed it and moaned. "Like always. even her fucking panties smell heavenly." he said and put it in his pocket as he went back outside.
he was a bit shocked to see you stretching from your spot, your complete breasts visible and ass in the air, as you lazily tried to grab the charger and your earphones. your hard pink nipples rubbed on the wool carpet getting harder as he felt his dick harden, he looked down and saw the boner. he sighed and coughed, making her gasp and sit back up, fixing her clothes. "Are you alright?" he asked and you nodded. "Let-let's get back to work!" you said and he shook his head. "Wait y/n let me help you." he said and smirked, he knew you were gullible and he could atleast get to touch your tits tonight.
He sat down, way closer to you than before. "Straighten your back." you were about to question but he shushed you and you nodded, giving up. You followed his command as he then leaned down, now his face was almost buried in your chest and your eyes widened. "Hees-" he silenced you and grabbed your tits using his hands. "Heeseung stop!" you said in an angry tone. "just let me do it, y/n!" he said and removed your shirt with one hand and held your hands tightly with the other one. he was so ecstatic to finally see the tits.
he hooked his lips on your nipple and started sucking on it aggressively while caressing the other one, you could feel wetness spread down between your legs. Confusion was what you felt, what's happening- why am i loving it..? she let out a string of hot moans as he grew harder and harder, he then sucked her tits really good, the nipples un-hardening slowly. he then pulled away.
"see. that's how they un-harden" he rolled his eyes and you looked into his eyes. "oh... thank you... heeseung.. can we conti-continue?" he shook his head. "I'm going home." you nodded as he left.
you didn't know or understand this feeling between your legs, as you went into your bedroom, touching between your legs and gasping. "Oh god- i'm just gonna sleep-" you gasped and hugged the pillow between your legs falling asleep.
And well in your sleep, you humped that pillow, thinking it's heeseung's thigh. oh your first wet dream!
while heeseung thrusted his dick into your panties, and also wanked himself off, moaning and grunting your name. how you moaned, your scent, the smell of you in the panties, your tits, your innocence, your beauty.. everything turned him on so bad as he grabbed his phone and wanked himself more and faster, watching you boobs.
~ The next week ~
For the full next week you were acting weird. turning red whenever heeseung was around, and not even avoiding him at all, trying to get closer to him. While heeseung enjoyed the attention and continued to secretly steal your panties and click lewd pictures of you.
For example,
He dropped his fork down on purpose and went down the table, where you sat with your legs open wide and enjoyed the food as he clicked a photo.
Then when you were busy looking for something under your bed, he got a picture of your perfect round ass.
Oh and when you thought he was in the bathroom and sheepishly pushed your hand inside your shorts, feeling and caressing her clit. that photo made him feel so fucking turned on. he litreally caught you touching yourself, he thought.
And last, when you had left your main door unlocked and he got in, you had taken off your lens and were showering, you didn't even see him when he got the most lewd of all pictures and videos. Photo and video of you squeezing and scrubbing your tits and them bouncing etc.
He was in love with your body and with sexualizing you. He was excited to fuck you and feel your pussy.
Today you went over to heeseung's so you could help him out with the work and studying as his exam was approaching. you wore the tightest and revealing dress today. it was till your thigh and super tight on the breast region making them pop out more. you had no idea why you were doing this but dressing up for him was fun.
you rang the bell and smiled as he opened the door. "hey y/n, welcome" he greeted as you walked in, taking of your jacket and hanging it. heeseung was done with life now, you're wearing a peach dress till your thighs which was flying everywhere because of the fan, showing him your black underwear and the fact your tits were spilling out and your nipples were visible, you weren't even wearing a bra.
he was now almost offended, she acts innocent? and then dresses like that? is she fooling me.. he pushed away the thoughts and led her into his bedroom as the two sat down and today you were helping him finish his sketches for submission. his arm was pressed in the region between your breasts as you led his hand and helped him sketch. "see, that's how you do it. you're bad at this." you said and continued to lead his hand, as your tits then rubbed on his arm.
That. drived him insane, but he held back and decided to play the same game with you. you giggled at his bad drawing and made fun of him. "Oh yeah? You're so mean" He said and started to tickle you as you giggled and fell backwards onto his bed as he was on top of you tickling you while you giggled and bounced. His eyes were stuck on your tits. "OKAY STOP STOP NOW."
He stopped and you looked into his eyes, seeing a certain look on his face which scared you and brought that same feeling between your legs. "Y/n, Can I?" he asked leaning in to kiss you as you let the thoughts leave your head and pulled him closer by the collar of his shirt and let him lead.
His hands were next to your head as he softly kissed you, slowly speeding up and biting your lips. His hands ranged lower while touching your thighs and touching you sensually as you made out with while breathing heavily. Soon the reality hit you as you pulled away and tried to push him off of you. "heeseung no no-"
You were resisting him but the soft look in his eye had now been replaced by something darker, something more scary. Chills went down your spine and your pussy fluttered. "Shh" He whispered and started to leave a trail of harsh bites kisses from your chin to your shoulder blade. "I've been waiting for this moment. Don't fuck it up for me."
"Heeseung stop, let me go." you said as a few moans left your mouth too. He rolled his eyes and slapped your face as you gasped and looked at him with wide eyes. With one swift moment he threw everything that was on the bed away and pulled you closer to him.
"Are you nicely gonna take it off or should i tear it off?" He asked as you looked at him with doe eyes hoping he'd stop but the need in your eyes stood out to him more. "Fine." And there was your dress, left only in shred around your thighs.
Your tits fell out with a small bounce as he licked his lip at that view. He shimmied off the shreds and your panties to the side as you tried to stop him, few tears forming in your eyes. I want to feel more.. you thought but tried to kick him off of yourself. "Please stop this!!"
His hand moved between your legs harshly as the other one held you down, he rubbed your clit harshly and waited for your wetness to grow so he could put his fingers inside your walls while you complained and cried. His lips were abusing your tits like an animal, biting, pulling the nipple and kissing them. You were moaning and rubbing your hips against his fingers while he thrusted them harshly.
"It- hurts.." You cried out with your eyes closed and he smiled. "Just the way my dick used to hurt watching you in those tiny clothes love." He said and continued abusing your tits and pussy. The tears weren't there because of disgust or any negative feeling, you were crying because you were actually liking it. You knew your dad would kill you if he found out you consummated before marriage.
He was just there admiring your beauty as you threw your head back and moaned softly to his touches. He moved a bit away and stopped touching you as you looked at him. He was rummaging through his side table cupboard as he pulled out a vibrator. You were confused as you watched his click a button and put it into your pussy. "OH GOD-" you moaned and threw your head back.
He then took off his own clothes and started to rub his tip while watching you get off. "Need to get my dick wet myself because you're too dumb to do it for me." He tsked. He noticed how the area around her breast and her face had turned, there was drowsiness in her eyes. "M-my belly-" you moaned as he then stopped to pull the vibrator out.
"Please stop it heeseung... this isn't r-right" You whispered as his hands moved behind your head, and he grabbed your head by your hair. His lips were inches away from yours as he whispered. "I don't care." and there he was, pushing both of your hands above your head and pushing your legs wide apart.
You could feel it, all too much. Even the smallest of touch and the smallest sound in the nearest area, you could feel it all, hear it all. You closed your eyes tightly, slowly fighting the grip his hand had on your hands while he just slid his penis inside you, your faces inches away as a few more tears fell out of your eyes. "I hate you" You whispered out as you felt rippling pain with his soft motion. "D-DON'T!" Heeseung stares at you as you complain about the slight pain.
"Be a woman, Y/n." He whispered as he slowly started to move, taking his time and let the pain turn into pleasure. The moment it did change, it was too clear. You couldn't protest anymore as your hands moved to his shoulder, scratching and wanting him to increase his speed so bad but no word left your mouth except the moans.
"Fuck. this feels so good. so so good" he panted out like an excited child, but in a deep voice. You could feel the shivers on your back as you shook underneath him, letting your breasts bounce and jiggle with each and every hard thrust. Heeseung continued to pound into you senselessly, his eyes stuck on your breasts well it shifted to see your face twist into a pleasure-ful expression. "Gorgeous"
His hands were free now so they dived lower, rubbing your clit while he moved his hips graciously rubbing against THE stop. You felt these overwhelming feelings for the first time in your life, you knew you could just explode anytime and then there came the tickles in your belly. "My belly!" you gasped as you felt his pace increase, it was indicating your coming orgasm and well also how deep his dick was into you. It could be seen when he thrusted inside. "m-my god-"
"You're all mine now" he smiled, watching his cock create the bulge in your belly, proudly. He groaned when you clenched a little too hard on his dick. It twitched inside of you, as you felt him paint your insides white. That feeling broke your control too as you felt all of your tension and stress evaporate along with the "liquid".
You felt free, but little did you know by putting that small camera right in the correct corner... he might have changed everything, and made sure that you stay with him and only him.
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Daily fish fact #4 062 993
General fish fact!
Fish have gills maybe. Sometimes, I think? Uhh....
#fish #fishfact #fish facts #marine biology #biology #zoology #general fish fact
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Only 100 years old... he shouldve been at the blub :(
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Liveblogging my migration! ;)
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Swimming
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Found a fish! Ate it >:)
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Swimming!!!
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My sister and I bullied this humpback for a lil before our ma told us to stop. What a party pooper..
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Swimming and balancing a fish on my head B)
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Sorry forgot to update. Swimming!
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Swimming..... still swimming....
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Cod why did I think this was a good idea we're just swimming a dozen million miles and that's it
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So, um... what was that about the fish?
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"Hey, did you hear about the recent-"
No, I didn't. I'm literally so unbothered by fishcourse I couldn't care less. I'm just goin with the flow. Riding the waves. Chilling. Moisturised and in my lane. Do you think the moss on my back signifies anything other than my peaceful adn pacifist nature. I'm just a Guy
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OOOHHHH MY COD YOU FRYS!!! You have no idea holy carp holy carp theres this one atlantic salmon migrating at the same time as me,,,, says we're going to the same river,,, her sides are such a gorgeous rich chestnut colour and shes so large compared to me and her belly accentuates her curves and shape in the best way! Her scales are so shiny too? Shes practically glowing!!! UGH every time we swim next to each other i wish there was a small creek so that she'd be forced to swim over me and crush me with her whole body weight
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Horny on main again?
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Oh, when I post about MY crushes its suddenly soo strange and unusual? Sure mr. "where can i find a salmon who will bite me right". sure. It's literally the season!
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You cannot prove I said that.
#/hj #hush hush #lets just pretend neither of us said anything thanks ;))
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Felt bored. Doodled this.
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Ngl I really hate how barren fish representation actually is :( There's two types of fish ever. Fish and shark and sometimes ray. They always show generic fishes only, like nonspecific fishes with one or two primary colours plastered on the side. Where are the pipefishes? The anemonefishes? The anglerfishes? The damselfishes? The morays? The hogfishes? The groupers? The marlins, the tunas? Even the wrasses???? There are never any specific species, just red fish, blue fish, that's it!
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I would also like to bring up unflattering fishes. It's always reef fishes that get their spotlight to shine, but I've never even seen another stargazer portrayed in a good light on TV
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!!!! This is so true! There's so many of us who never get our chance to be seen anywhere and it makes me so sad :( No diversity at all in the casts of recent underwater movies.
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even the representation that does exist for specific fishes sucks. sharks like myself never see ourselves be shown as anything other than bloodthirsty killers :( we get generalised into a single stereotype of a big gray murderbeast
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Anemonefishes are underrepresented?? umm okay. so we're just gonna pretend like a clownfish didn't star in the single biggest fish movie of all time? Where the sharks are portrayed as nice people mind you so why are you even whining. okay. sure. cool. Really need more clownfish movies out there!!!!
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No need to be passive aggressive @among-the-seaweeds-deactivated. You say anemonefishes are oversaturated in the media? In that case, point me to the seemingly abundant movies where two-band anemonefishes are the main character? How about the ones with only Mauritian and orange-fin anemonefish leads? Red saddlebacks, tomato anemonefish, orange anemonefish, skunk anemonefish, wide-band anemonefish, I could go on. Just because one species of anemonefish, the clown anemonefish, starred in one movie doesn't mean that the rest have it super nice and cozy.
Finding Nemo wasn't even too good for clown anemonefishes either. It's the only movie many have seen that even features a clownfish in a speaking role. My anemonefish roommate has often had people calling her Nemo or asking her to tell a joke because it's a "funny gag" from the movie. It's the first thing people tell her when they meet her a lot of the time. Trust me, the only person who has a problem with better fish species representation is you.
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Did
Did you also miss the part where the shark goes on a massive murder rampage over two (2) tiny fishes because he smelled A Blood
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This person had a ton of anti-dolphin posts on their account too, why am I not surprised πππ We need to pull each other up, not put a whole subfamily down for cod's sake. Anemonefishes are called "Nemofish" to this day and age still
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"We need to pull each other up, not put a whole subfamily down."
Beautifully said.
#deep sea talks #long post #fishcourse
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Just moved into my new place! It's this wonderful sandy crevice with a beautiful view of the kelp and a good nice rocky back wall for support. Hope the neighbours are nice and don't throw their sand into my hole like at my last neighbourhood
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hey
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what the fuck
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can someone please come hang out with me in the deep sea? :( it's so boring here...
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I can! :)
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wonderful! Come Closer please. to the Light.
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RIP @shrimpy-wimpy it's been more than 3 hours ππππ
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hopital
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SHE LIVED!!!????????
#WHAT THE FUUUUUUUU
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Pictures of my transition journey :}
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Oh look at you !!!!! You look so much happier and more comfortable in your latest picture! So happy for you!!
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I can't wait to go through my transition myself :]c
#only i'll vbe transitioning in the opposite direction haha #*be
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New drawing of a terramaid!! π©π©ππ
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Okay but imagine if terramaids we're actually real. To live on land there scales would probably be all dry and rough-textured! Brushing against them would immediately ruin your slimecooat, probably
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Ah, thanks. I hate it.
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Since they're half human and humans have hair, what if they had
THESE!???
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NOOOOO DON'T RUIN TERRAMAIDS LIKE THIS FOR ME β°οΈβ°οΈβ°οΈβ°οΈβ°οΈβ°οΈβ°οΈ
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There's more. With a human lower half, they most likely give birth to live young as well. And with mammalian reproduction habits comes the, well....
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STOP THIS SHADNESS THIS INSTANT
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Since they have a human lower half with a human digestive system that means they have a human diet too, right?
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why
π big-blue-offishial follow
Too much time in our flippers, dear.
Oh, and a need to make everything cursed. Of course.
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Please stop reblogging this πππ I just wanted to show off my art
#not my art #im so tired i keep getting notifs for this post #let me rest
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*moves one inch*
#unreality#tw unreality#fake post#fakeposting#fake posts#marine biology#aquatic#my art#fishblr#long post#teeth tw#teeth#merfolk#mermaid#fish
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