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starry-nights-garden · 3 months

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&Team Reaction ✧ You falling asleep on their shoulder

✧ &Team all members x gn!reader ✧ genre: reaction, fluff, some humor ✧ warnings: none

pretends to be offended when you fall asleep on his shoulder during your date night at his place

lowkey pouts and mumbles a complaint about how you can't appreciate the time spent with your boyfriend enough

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you’re stirred awake and as you're about to get mad at him he makes it clear he was joking and throws his arms around you tightly

"It's okay, if my baby wants to sleep we can sleep."

really he's just trying his utmost to gloss over the fact that you sleeping on his shoulder made his heart skip several beats and he's also sincerely praying you can't see that his ears are beet red

this just made him feel way too many feelings, and as he's letting you snuggle up to him while you're lying down on the couch he's kinda starting to regret his reaction

as he’s finally calming down he must admit you falling asleep on his shoulder was kinda nice, so from that day on he keeps hoping it would happen again

Fuma:

you're on the way home after a date night out and he can tell you're very tired

so he makes sure you can sit on the subway home, and once the seat next to you clears up he sits down too

will wordlessly put his arm around you and pull you just a little closer so that your heavy head will soon come to rest on his shoulder naturally

and then you really do fall asleep with him as your pillow, and what started as a simple caring gesture is soon causing him serious heart problems jdbdjdjx

this guy will just be blushing madly while trying to hide it from all the other people in the same carriage jdbdndnd

and if he hears you snoring softly that will just take him out, like he will be about to combust into a billion pieces right then and there

needless to say, once you arrive at your station, he will be the more tired one, and not just because you got a nice little nap to restore your energy :’)

Nicholas:

notices right away that you're super tired when your eyelids keep drooping in the middle of the day

you're over at his place for an entire day of just watching movies with him, but you're not even halfway through the first one and you're already dozing off at the other end of the sofa

he knows that the reason why you're falling asleep isn’t because the movie he picked out is so boring to you, but he feels the need to tease you about it anyway

"I didn't think you'd be that bored by it?"

his playful complaint shocks you awake and you're quick to assure that that's not it

however, all your worries fade away when you see him grinning at you, and he extends his arms to bring you in closer

tells you it's okay and that he understands you didn't get much sleep last night

offers you his shoulder to take a nap and suggests finishing the movie afterwards

you agree without even being able to think about it, and you immediately doze off again

when you wake up you find yourself laying right beside him on the sofa, your head on his chest and his fingers drawing soothing patterns on your back

EJ:

lets out a soft "oh" when he feels the impact on his shoulder and he can smell your perfume right next to his face

you're studying together at his place, and because he knows how tired you are he tried his best to make it as fun as possible, coming up with elaborate examples to explain the parts you don't get and bringing your favourite snacks as a reward after memorizing each page

but now that you actually dozed off on his shoulder it dawns on him just how tired you really were

"Y/N..." - he calls out to you softly until he can see your eyelids flutter

tells you it's probably better if you rest for today and you continue studying tomorrow

when you agree and snuggle up to him more closely, he lets you

but his heart will also do the funniest things while watching you sleep peacefully so close to him…

Yuma:

his heart does flutter when your head suddenly hits his shoulder, but above all he's surprised that you're dozing off in the middle of the day

"Y/N... Y/N!" - calls out to you until you lift your head and look at him sleepily

scolds you for not sleeping enough at night and gives you a little lecture about how you need to use the day to be productive and the night to rest - not do whatever all night!!

when you start sulking and you tell him you couldn't fall asleep for hours he also realizes he might've been too strict

"Still... nighttime is for sleeping so... if you think you can't fall asleep tell me and I'll come over and help, okay?"

and now you find yourself smiling as he pulls you into an apologetic hug

lets you nap for a bit as you use him as a pillow, but makes sure you don't sleep too long so you could get a good night's rest later on

Jo:

he’s startled when he suddenly feels your head on his shoulder for sure, but after a second or two he’ll simply be smiling at you in adoration

the two of you went out to see a movie together - a pretty fun action movie - and he wasn’t aware of just how tired you must’ve been

but now that you’re dozing off on his shoulder despite the loud sound effects and a storyline he knows would’ve normally had your eyes glued to the screen in excitement, he can’t but let out a soft laugh

he’s not mad at you for falling asleep during your date, quite the opposite actually

he finds it adorable and highly amusing how you can sleep under such circumstances

will carefully put an arm around you to pull you closer, and though feeling you sleeping by his side like this makes his heart beat just a bit faster, he’ll simply let you have your nap time

will give you a soft laugh once you wake up, and he swears he’s not laughing at you, he’s laughing because you were just so cute!!

Harua:

he’s been talking to you about something and got really into it, so when you feel your ability to focus slipping away from you more and more you do feel sorry for him

but you also don’t want to stop him in his excited rambles, so you do your best to listen anyway

however, eventually your eyelids become too heavy and before you realize it you’re already dozing off with your head on his shoulder

“...ohmygod…” - he breathes out with wide eyes, completely panicking at the sudden closeness to you

whirls around before he can get himself together, and as a result your head now lands in his lap

and well, now he’s blushing madly, but eventually he’ll collect himself enough to figure that it’s better if he lets you sleep and gets you a blanket so you’re comfortable

forgets all about what he was talking about just earlier, and as he’s taking in your features from up close, tracing the lines on your face with a soft gaze, he feels himself calming down too

Taki:

was joking around with you while you two were watching a video on his phone and gets so into it that he fails to notice how you're getting sleepier and sleepier

as soon as your head lands on his shoulder, he's so surprised that he freezes up

he's not used to having you so close to him and also the way he can suddenly very clearly smell the perfume you're using makes his heart race like crazy

but instead of freaking out he figures he should simply let you get some rest if you're this tired and not move around until you wake up again by yourself

awkwardly fishes his headphones out of his pocket to continue watching the video without bothering you

but turns out he really cannot focus on a single thing happening on his phone screen while you're using him as a pillow :')

Maki:

you're sitting on the couch together in the late afternoon as you can feel your eyelids getting heavier

the moment your head hits his shoulder he immediately lifts it up to shake you off, because he thinks you're playing around

gives you a playful smile but when he sees your confused and half-asleep expression he immediately realizes he fucked up

"Oh god, wait- You were really falling asleep? But it's not even that late yet?"

when you tell him you barely slept the night before he seems to understand, and he leans back to make space for you on his lap, giving it a few pats

lets you use his lap as a pillow for you to take a nap and promises to wake you up in time for dinner

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chiiyuuvv · 1 month

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fuma as a crush and bf ₊˚ෆ

crush/bf!fuma x fem!reader 0.7k words requested!

▸ 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺?

When fuma has a crush on you, he’d..

(♡•♡) give you small smiles whenever you enter the room, whenever you open your mouth to speak, whenever you make eye contact.. It’s just his way of saying hello without sounding like an idiot.

(♡•♡) stutter whenever you talk to him. It’s part of the reason why he likes to stick to small smiles. Not because he hates your presence, he just hates the fact that he stutters so much around you, his cheeks burning red as he bats his eyes to the floor, finding his shoes extra shiny

(♡•♡) be protective over you. He likes to call himself subtle, but anyone walking by can see the glares he gives to men when they try to even take a glance at you. You don’t know it yet, but you’re his girl, so no one is going to be looking at you in any type of way >:(

(♡•♡) follow you like a lost puppy. Or should I say, “she said she likes this, so I’m going to do the same thing” knowing good and well he despises whatever action you’re doing. If you decide to put bows in his hair, he’d be cringing on the inside, but hey, at least you’re happy 🤷‍♀️

(♡•♡) confess when you’re trapped inside a run down elevator. Usually fuma would like to keep his feelings to himself, but he hates when he begins to second guess the situation, thinking about all the possible ways something could go wrong. It limits him from being happy, and he hates feeling trapped inside a box. So as you’re sitting there in silence, he’d randomly blurt out the feelings he’s been holding back, finally able to get them off his chest. He doesn’t expect you to like him back, so to say he was a little shocked when you got up and kissed him was an understatement.

When you’re dating fuma, he’d..

♥‿♥ want to go grocery shopping together! He’d insist on carrying all the baskets and paying for all your purchases, your only job is to point at the things you want so he can get them for you. Likes to socialize when waiting in the checkout line, his arm wrapped around your waist while he pushes your head to his shoulder; he’s not exactly a pda type of guy, but he does crave your warmth from time to time :3

♥‿♥ put his hand on your thigh whenever you’re in a dinner setting. This isn’t to rile you up in any type of way, just like a comforting reminder, chanting the words, “I’m here,” if you somehow manage to forget. He’d also feed you snacks if you’re out on a picnic or something. It honestly reminds me of High School Musical, the scene where Troy and Gabriella are trying to throw grapes into each other's mouths. It’s romantic yet silly, something fuma cherishes.

♥‿♥ want you to go to the gym with him. You don’t even have to work out, he just likes it when you’re watching him do his form. He feels powerful almost, knowing he’s the reason why you drool, which keeps him motivated to do better 😋

♥‿♥ be your #1 supporter. Like I said before, fuma doesn’t like being trapped inside a box, so he’d encourage himself to step out of his shell and face his fears, the same goes for you. He understands why you’re scared, but he wants you to understand that he will be with you every step of the way. When you finally face your fear, fuma would be so proud of you, spending the rest of the day (or week (or month)) spoiling you, celebrating your victory. And if you didn’t, fuma would console you, because at least you tried your hardest, you know?

♥‿♥ nag at you. Fuma is not only your boyfriend.. He’s your mother atp. Nags at you for going outside without a jacket. Nags at you for staying inside and playing pokemon all day. Nags at you for refusing to eat your vegetables – he’d give you one stern look, and right then and there did you know that you messed up. He doesn’t want to seem mean, but he wants you to take care of your health is all :((

︴bonus! @kehnarii, i told you were thoughts were in good hands!!

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kissohee · 6 months

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idol!fuma x fem!reader ☆ nsfw ; wc : 944 ☆ one-shot mdni! synopsis; you always look foward to movie night with fuma since its one of the few times during the week where you can spend time with him. you two decide to spend that time doing more than just watching a movie. warnings; cumming inside, cockwarming with no protection! (pls use protection!)

The smell of butter fills the room, followed by the beeping of the microwave. You take the bag out of it, pouring the contents into a bowl. It was finally saturday night, and it's become a tradition of Fuma and yours to spend it watching a movie of your choice. You found it to be an affective way to spend time with him, while also allowing him to take a break from his work at the same time.

"Smells good," Fuma smiles, hair wet from his shower. The second he came home he went to the bathroom to refresh himself for movie night. "Hi baby, what's the movie for tonight?" "Hm," You try remembering the movie you picked out. He places a small kiss on your forehead before grabbing a cup to put some drink in it. "Titanic!" You share, finally remembering. "Classic." He comes up behind you, wrapping his arms around you and stuffing his face in your neck. You turn around to give him a hug and a small peck on his lips when you feel his hands gently squeeze your ass through your pajama shorts. "I like this shorts, are they new?" "Mhm!" You nod looking up at it him, "I got them yesterday." "They look great on you." He compliments, picking up the bowl of popcorn and taking it to the living room. You grab some blankets before taking a seat right next to him on the couch, resting against him before turning on the movie. You placed blankets over you guys and snuggled up with the popcorn, enjoying the first 20 minutes of the movie.

However, with every few seconds, Fuma found himself struggling to stay awake. He kept lightly drifting off, trying his hardest to fight off the heaviness in his eyes when he tried staying awake. When you look at Fuma, his eyes are closed shut. "Are you falling asleep?" You lightly tap him, hurt that he's spending his significant time with you with his eyes closed. "I'm sorry my love." He opens his eyes and smiles at you, "I didn't mean to." You knew he meant it, especially considering him being so busy has effected his energy, so you couldn't be too mad at him. "I know it's okay.." You put your attention on the movie, feeling his hand lay on both sides of your waist. "You know what could help me?" You look at him again and raise an eyebrow, "Cockwarming." He suggests, "Only if you want of course." "Sure." You nod, shuffling onto his lap. He releases his cock from his pajama pants, pushing your shorts and panties out the way so he can enter inside you. You both force yourself to hold back a moan, moving your hips to find a comfortable position. After a bit of adjusting, you both find a placement comfortable enough for you guys to still watch the movie. "You good?" He asks, wanting to reassure that you're okay. You nod, trying to focus on the movie in front of you. You find it hard to not move in any way, especially considering this is the first time in a while that Fuma has been inside of you due to how busy and tired he's been lately. The deeper you got into the movie, the harder it was to ignore the feeling of Fuma being inside of you. You could tell he felt the same way considering you could feel him hold back thrusts. Eventually you couldn't hold back the urge to move anymore, so you made a slight movement to test the waters. You heard his breath hitch, his hands coming to hold your waist down. "Babe." "Fuma, please," You pout, looking into his eyes, "I need to move." "The movies not over." He tries to pivot your attention back onto the movies. If he gives in now, the time he'll spend that long inside of you will shorten and he's currently enjoying the feeling of you clenching around him. "It's not like we were even focusing on it that much anyways!" You whine, brows furrowing. The feeling between your legs getting obnoxiously stronger. Fuma sighs, sitting up better as his grip on your hips tighten. "If you need it so badly my love." He lifts your hips up before softly dropping them back down. "Fuck.." You moan out, helping him by moving your hips up and down as well. Your hands placed on his chest for stability. His head falls back, resting on the back of the couch. His hips thrusting up to meet yours. The sound of your skin making contact with his becoming louder than the sound coming from the tv. Your legs straddling his waist, head relaxing on his shoulder before you place an eager kiss on his lips. The pace of his hips increasing when your tongue slips into his mouth, the saliva mixing between you two. He kept the current pace steady as you started kissing along his neck, leaving light bruises on it. "Y/n, sh-shit." Groans leaving his throat, his hand slipping down to rub circles into your clit. You immedeatly crumble on his lap, legs getting numb from the stimulating feeling all over your body. "Im close." The words barley being able to leave your mouth. He moans in response and picks up his place, fingers moving against you faster. The feeling causing you to cum all over his cock. The erotic look of your cum dripping down his cock had him cumming before he even had the chance to pull out. "Fuck." You wrap your arms around Fuma's neck, hugging him as your thighs still vibrated from your orgasm. "Thank you."

fuma is so fine i couldnt help but write for him! this is my debut onto &team tumblr 🤯 - 🐠

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lunicho · 2 months

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i want, no NEED pussy drunk fuma!! he'd be soo into you, never letting you get off his face, pulling you back down cause he can never get enough..

or have his strong arms locked around your thighs, never letting go as he's so indulged and would occasionally peek up at you behind his bangs to see you arch your back and tug at his hair from the amazing bliss of pleasure 😩

stop rn cuz this is so ughhh pussy drunk fuma isn't a want, it's a need. the way he'd overstimulate u so bad cuz he just can never get enough of ur pussy, he can't even breathe but he doesn't care cuz he wants to taste u so bad. if ur weary about sitting on his face he'll look his arms around ur thighs and pull u down, forcing u to put the entirety of ur weight on his head. he wants to be fully crushed by u. his face would be covered in your juices and he wouldn't have it any other way. would hum and moan against u, his hips rolling against nothing, he'd be so impossibly hard but he doesn't care, won't stop until ur crying and shaking on top of him. moans even louder when ur pulling at his hair he's just so fucked out ughh

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tomorrowxneverland · 3 months

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[&TEAM] Fuma ☆ 23:46

☆ short fem!reader (sorry i wrote this for myself skdjflkjdsl) ☆ late night fluff, mention of anxiety ☆ 764 words ☆ Prompt: Fuma helping you fall asleep on a sleepless night.

You let out a loud yawn as you approach your boyfriend, both because you hope you can catch his attention and simply because you're sleepy. Unfortunately, the noise canceling headphones he’s wearing are working well, so the sound of your yawn and your approaching footsteps go unnoticed.

Fuma is immersed in a game and you know how upset gamers get when they're interrupted while they're focused, so you patiently wait until he wins or loses the round.

It doesn't take longer than a few minutes before you can finally take your chance. As a means to gain his attention, you decide to blow a breath of air on the back of his neck. His reaction isn't big but you can see him start a bit and you can guess that his heart stopped for a second. You don't even try to hide your laugh as he takes off his headphones and turns around in his chair with an exasperated look.

“I told you not to do that,” he complains but you feel no remorse and will definitely do it again.

“It's late and I’m sleepy,” you inform him instead, and take his hands into yours, tugging on them a bit.

What you want should be obvious and you know he knows it immediately, but maybe it's a small revenge for bothering him, he doesn't let you pull him up. “And?”

“And I need my hero to ward off the evil thoughts and make me comfy enough to fall asleep soon so I can have nice dreams.”

He’s not even trying to hide the indulgent smile blooming on his face at this, looking at you like you’re the most precious being in the universe.

“Alright, love, just give me a minute and I’ll be right there with you,” he promises, but at this point you’re really too tired and you didn’t lie when you implicitly said you were feeling a bit anxious, so the thought that you would have to go back to bed alone to wait until he finishes up and shuts everything down, doesn’t feel good at all.

After a few seconds of contemplation, you end up sitting sideways on his lap with your head resting in the crook of his neck. “I’ll wait here,” you mutter, eyes already closed.

Fuma instinctively holds you closer with his free hand to support you then starts drawing soothing patterns on your back. You’re not always this clingy so he knows that you probably tried to fall asleep alone but couldn’t, and that’s why you came to him. He also knows that you usually find it difficult to ask for help because you don’t want to bother him. Now that you’re fully relying on him, he wants to meet your expectations and take care of you properly. He really only takes a minute while he saves his progress in both his game and his work, then closes the tabs and shuts down the computer. As the screen goes dark, he presses a kiss on the crown of your head. “Let’s go to sleep, hm?”

His voice is soft like he’s actually asking if you’re already asleep or not, and if you are, he doesn’t want to wake you up.

You’re not yet asleep but you’re definitely on the border of dreamland. Everything is blurry and it’s not clear what is a dream and what is reality anymore. Your consciousness is half asleep and you don’t have the strength to open your eyes or move at all. With the final drops of your energy, you let out a barely audible mutter, “Take me to bed.”

Fuma feels like his heart is about to burst out of his chest from how adorable you are. Your sleepy voice is adorable, your curled up form in his arms is adorable, the way you trust him so much that you could fall asleep in seconds when you’re with him is adorable. Everything about you is just adorable.

He carefully adjusts your position in his arms so he’s holding you securely, then slowly stands up from the chair without disturbing you and carries you to the bed bridal style. There he lowers you on the mattress and pulls his hands away. You immediately turn to your side and curl up as if you’re missing the comforting warmth of him that helped you fall asleep. But before the subconscious thoughts become loud enough to wake you up again, you feel strong arms return and wrap around you, pulling you back into that warm embrace that makes you feel the safest in this world.

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flwoie · 4 months

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IN MY DREAMS — MURATA FUMA

─── ❝ IN MY DREAMS YOU PUT YOUR ARMS IN MINE ❞

☆ in which fuma encounters you, the girl in his dreams ¿ fuma x f! reader smau romcom strangers 2 lovers !! 14+ profanities, mentions of getting high, pinterest couples used for visualization

🗯️ no i did NOT forget about this one 😹😹 anyways here’s fuma’s version

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keikeu · 10 months

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bf texts :: murata fuma

pairing :: nonidol! murata fuma x f! reader

genre :: established relationship, fluff, smau

warnings :: none

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a/n :: thank you anon for requesting this, as i've always said i enjoy making these so i hope you enjoy reading them too♡ bf fuma is just everything.. one chance pls🙏🏻🙏🏻

©keikeu

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nichoskittycorner · 7 months

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Maid to Help (Fuma Smut)

>> You worked an honest living as a maid in the estate of a rich man. You never really crossed paths with the Master of the House but the other maids said he was more beautiful in person than his portraits. At the same time, you heard his aura was intimidating so maybe it was better to stay away. Too bad you couldn't avoid him forever- while cleaning his office one night, you come face to face with him: Master Fuma Murata

>> penetrative sex, marking, creampie, maid!reader, CEO!Fuma,

Word count:2.3k

A/N: Why does my writing feel like it changed�� idk if this is good, someone tell me if it's a good change- Also 2 fics in one day- a record!

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Growing up, you never thought being a maid would be a job path you ended up taking. But times were rough and you needed a job so here you were.

You were lucky there was such a large estate in town that was looking for some assistance in maintaining their facilities.

Well, not just any estate, but the famed Murata estate. They were a wealthy family of many professions, owning a large home on the outskirts of town.

They said the family were all gorgeous and kind people. Giving to charities of all kinds and organizing events for the community with their wealth.

And even though you knew this about them, the youngest son, did have a reputation for having a scary demeanor.

Fuma Murata, in pictures with the press he always looks stunning and otherworldly. That or has a sweet smile that makes you want to hug him. But the other maids say that in person, he keeps to himself and can feel cold sometimes.

You doubted it. This had to just be a hazing ritual from the other maids. You thanked the group of gossiping ladies and excused yourself from your lunch break the day they brought it up.

A part of you would always believe they were pulling your leg, until you passed him in person one day. You were busy cleaning in the hallway as he entered.

A cold, faraway look in his eyes as he trudged past without a word. It's like he saw right through you. It was disappointing to feel as if the old hens were right but maybe he was just cold at the end of the day.

Catching sight of Fuma was rare as it was, and you just wished you got to make a good impression first. Not like you expected anything… but being on the boss's good side was always a plus.

And so you continued to come into work, staying out of trouble and hoping that one day, Fuma would notice you and you could reintroduce yourself.

Well… it only took a few months but you finally got that meeting.

It was late one evening as your shift was winding down. You got a little caught up in cleaning his office to the best of your abilities that time had gotten away from you.

As you polished his desk to perfection, he entered the room. But he was so quiet you hadn't even realized it until he was standing right next to you.

He watched you curiously as you scrubbed at the wooden material vigorously. Crouching down and observing you closely. Taking in your beauty and determination as you worked.

When you finally finished, you dropped the cloth into the bucket and sat on your butt, massaging your sore muscles before noticing the large man and jumping back in surprise.

"M-Master Fuma! Ah, I uh-" Panic was taking over and you stood up, bowing to him as he stood up as well. His eyes looked cold. Scanning you from head to toe without a word.

It sent shivers down your spine as he stepped closer, making you take one back. This pattern couldn't continue long before you were trapped against the desk, his arms caging you in as he leaned in close.

From here, you could read him differently. He wasn't completely a hollow shell of a person- he just looked tired. Despite his neat hair, fancy suit, and alluring scent, the bags under his eyes were quite prominent.

At this point, you felt bad for your earlier assumptions about him. He probably was a sweet guy but he was just tired every time he came home. That was so obvious!

"Master Fuma… how uh, may I assist you?" You couldn't look away from his gaze. As he watched you closely, his eyes flickered from your lips back to your eyes. His hand resting on your hip.

This little action made your entire body start to light up. Was he always this tall? Were his hands always this large?

Your mind couldn't think as his nose rested into the crook of your neck. His nose was a little cold and his lips brushed up against the slightly exposed skin.

"You want to assist me? Heh, I don't think you want to deal with this sweetheart." His voice rumbled through his chest which was pressed against you. That wasn't the only thing pressing into your body.

You could feel a stiff section in his dress pants pushing gently into your stomach. "I'm always so tired these days. Havent had a good fuck in a while. Makes me tense ya know."

Why was he telling you all this? And better yet, why weren't you afraid of this? His plush lips started to suckle on the sensitive skin, a little yelp leaving your lips. Maybe because you always found him attractive, or you really wanted to prove the rumors wrong.

"What's your name sweetheart?" He asked softly, sucking on your earlobe and nibbling on the skin.

"Y/n…" It came out like a pathetic whimper but he heard it nonetheless.

" Y/n. Beautiful. Would you like to assist me with this little…issue? I can assure you, you'll be rewarded greatly for your assistance."

Oh shoot- so there was a reward involved? Tempting. "Are there any hidden clauses?"

Fuma chuckled before leaning back, taking your chin in between his fingers and holding eye contact. "Just that you take me like the good girl you are."

Well if it wasn't for the butterflies that exploded in your chest, you would've actually thought about it. But it sounded all good to your swirling brain and so you nodded.

Fuma smiled before pressing your lips together in a kiss. It wasn't his tooth-rotting sweet smile but instead something darker.

No time to think it through as he held onto your chin and pushed his tongue into your mouth. His tongue explored your mouth with a burning fever as he pushed his hard-on into you even more.

In no time his hands were roaming your body. Over your breasts, waist, thighs, and neck. His hands make you feel even more small than you already concluded.

The kiss was broken as he grabbed you by your hips and turned your body around, pushing your front onto his desk and sticking your ass out to him. A part of you was glad your skirt was long but Fuma seemed to care less as he pushed it up to reveal your ass.

Large hands squeezes at your ass before running his fingers up and down the length of your panties making a slight purr leave your lips.

"My apologies Y/n, I would take my time but I'm a bit on edge. Maybe next time." His hand lightly slapped your ass before pulling your panties down. Behind you, there was the sound of a zipper being undone and his clothes shuffling.

"That's fine Master, I can handle it."

"Oh? Now that's my good girl." A warm kiss was placed on your already wet pussy. Giving a little kitten lick to taste you, he moaned before standing back up fully and holding your hips tightly.

With one hand, he grabbed his large dick and pumped it a few times, ghosting his finger over the slit and shivering before lining it up with your entrance.

"Now just breathe sweetheart, this will be a little tight." You nodded, your heart beating in anticipation. He didn't hesitate before pushing his tip into your hole.

A curse nearly fell from your mouth and your eyes widened. Oh he wasn't lying about it being tight, only the 'little' part. It felt like his tip was trying to permanently leave your cunt as a gaping hole.

Not that you had time to process and adjust before he slammed the rest of his length inside. You cried out and dropped your head onto the wooden desk. Trying to bite your lip to keep steady.

Never had you felt anyone stretch you this wide and or felt this deep. Tears instantly formed as he didn't even take a break to let you adjust, just started jerking his hips sharply into yours.

Each movement had him pulling out almost completely before connecting your hips back together harshly. You squirmed and tried to separate yourself from him but he only grabbed your wrists and held them behind your back.

"Don't run sweetheart, we have a deal, remember?" He pulled back on your wrists so your back was to his chest. Holding your hip to keep you still and snaking his hand into your uniform and pulling your breasts out on display.

Watching them flop and bounce with each hard thrust of his large cock. He used his free hand to hold one of them, squeezing and tugging at the soft flesh like a stress toy.

The pain from before faded with time, the cries of pain turned into moans of lust and pleasure. Asking him for more and to go even deeper.

Your eyes closed as his lips found your neck once more, sucking and kissing harshly to leave bruises. Even biting down in some spots to make you whimper and clench down on him. Earning you a slap on the ass.

" Are you trying to make me cum early? And end our fun so soon?" He was taunting you and somehow it only made your pussy even wetter.

His hand on your hip trailed down until it found your clit, pushing and rubbing into it. You could almost hear his smirk when you jumped, meeting one of his thrusts as he brought you closer.

It felt good. So good you were babbling and started moving to both grind on his fingers but also meet his cock halfway.

"M-Master wanna cum, please-" His hips increased speed upon hearing your plea.

"Fuck sweetheart, yes, cum on my cock." It was almost like magic, your body instantly responding and shaking on him. Making a mess of your juices down your legs and on him.

As relieving as it felt, you knew he didn't cum, meaning he wasn't done with you. And your suspicion was confirmed when he grabbed you by your thigh and propped one leg on the table. Pushing your front onto the cold wood and opening you up more.

He wasted no time burying himself back into your warm gummy hole. So wet, so tight and he wanted it all for him. His movements were harsher than last time, snapping his hips so that even his full balls were hitting your core.

He was already so big and girthy, probably leaving a permanent mark on your walls. And at this point, you would accept that. Your mind is foggy only wanting to cum again and for his cum to fill you.

"Master… Master-" You chanted endlessly as he continued to fuck you. His chest pressed you further into the desk as he rutted his cock into you harshly. If you weren't in your right mind, you'd ask him to breed you or something.

"That's right sweetheart, keep chanting for me… maybe those nosey maids can hear how well you're taking me." His words made you melt and only cry out more. Pushing your hips up so he could reach unbelievably deep.

You never thought it before, but the thought that just beyond the door, your moans and lewd noises could be heard. Making the other maids burn with envy that it wasn't them being fucked by the handsome master of the house.

"That's a good girl, taking my cock so well and so pretty." He kissed your neck again and practically growled as you let out a mewl of pleasure. You could feel him twitch inside your walls, begging for a release.

His hand tangled into your hair, pulling you back and kissed you harshly as he stuffed himself as far as he could go and came.

Flooding your fucked out hole with his hot seed. He remained buried inside even as some began to squirt out and run down your legs.

Fuma rested his head on your back. Kissing it softly through your clothes as you came down from your high.

He pulled out of your gaping pussy, clenching onto nothing and making you whine. The mix of cum and your juices leaked out, making an even bigger mess onto the desk and floor.

Having a little mercy, he placed a finger in your cunt to give you something to hold on to. "Good girl Y/n. As promised, you will be rewarded for this." He spoke so elegantly as if he hadn't just fucked you like a beast mere moments ago.

All you could do was nod. Your body still too tired to speak. Well, he was ever so the gentlemen, helping you get cleaned up and making sure you got home safely that night.

And luckily he was a man of his promises, as you found your next paycheck had a pretty sizable bonus attached to it. Well, now you couldn’t wait for the next time he needed assistance.

#&team hard thoughts #&team hard hours #&team smut #andteam smut #&team x reader #&team fuma smut #fuma smut #fuma x reader #andteam fuma smut #andteam fuma #&team fuma

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kpoping · 28 days

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Tease

Summary: ur boyfriend was looking so good for u to not have sinful thoughts about him. Or where Fuma notices the way u r fucking him with ur eyes so he decided to make it easier for u and fuck u good.

Pairing: bf!fuma x gf!reader

Warnings: pwp, p in v, unprotected sex (cause it's a fiction), use of pet names (mostly baby and literally two times of calling the reader a slut), cream pie.... i think that's all

You were just chilling on your bed, scrolling on your phone, shifting from side to side while eyeing ur boyfriend every now and then, scoffing as he was still working in his laptop for 4hours straight. You are not a clingy girlfriend at least that's what you want to believe, but you can't help it but want attention when ur man is looking like this (like come on it's fuma we r talking about i'll melt right away if he looked at me for a mere second), brows so furrowed concentrated on his boring job while wearing the most tempting outfit ever, his arms flexing everytime he moves his grey tank top not doing any job at hiding his muscles it always makes u drool. U couldn't help the sinful thoughts that were consuming you at this moment, just wanting for his arms to be wrapped around, for his hands to grope u around...

He could sense ur eyes on him, smirking inside knowing exactly what's going on that small head of urs but waiting to see what'll do. He fixed his hair, dropping his head to show his neck, wetting his lips with his tongue as he heard u shift in ur bed, ohhh he is gonna have a lot of fun. You leaned on the headboard of ur bed, trying to distract urself from ur thoughts, cheeks heating up from embarrassment what's wrong with you! But as much as u try u can't take ur eyes away from him, not when he moved his chair to make room for his legs, leaning on the chair while manspreading, making you clear ur throat that's craving what's under those useless sweats, u could feel urself getting hot fanning ur face and shoving the hair falling on ur shoulders away. U widen ur eyes when they met with his, u could see the amusement on them and it just made you feel hotter, he smiled at you the warmness of it skipping ur heart and going straight to ur core, it never fails to amaze u the way this man can affect u this much while doing the least. "are u bored baby?" he asked voice deeper than ever, and u almost moaned at that alone, u gulped nodding ur head slowly, ur phone dropping by ur side as u played with the hem of his big hoodie that was mid thight long, his smell stuck on it making u hornier, his eyes scanned u loving seeing u wearing his clothes, ur panties flashing him as u hugged ur legs nervously, u want him and now, u bit ur lips eyes on his lap and he almost groaned at how eagerly u were looking, his cock twitching at ur neediness, he spread more his hand resting on his muscular thighs making u shift ur focus on them now, ohhh god why is it that every detail about this man is perfect, he tapped his thigh for u to come and the speed u went there at should of embarrassed u if u weren't this horny, sitting on his lap, feeling his hardness right at ur core,his strong arms wrapped at ur waist massaging ur hips gently as he stared right into ur soul, looking as cocky as ever "what do u want baby?" he asked as if it wasn't obvious how much u want him "you, i want you" u mutter as he leaned closer nosing ur neck, placing gentle kisses there, his hands slowly traveling down from ur waist to ur ass, squeezing them making u moan "what about me?" he continued, biting your neck marking you as his, u could only moan loudly gripping his shoulders, "ugh fu-fuck me" he chuckled "yeah?" he teased "please, please i want you, i want you so bad" u begged and that's all he needed to hear, his lips were on yours hungrily sucking them, u moaned in the kiss, opening ur mouth to let his tongue roam over as he grinded against u, his hands were on ur ass pushing u down to his cock, moans leaving both of you at the friction.

You were gasping for air, his lips moving to your neck, sucking on ur sweet spot while you were grinding on his lap, "you're so desperate baby, can't help it when i look like this huh?, want my cock that much" u nodded, "yes" u moaned "want it, want you, want your cock, want your cock so bad" his hand traveled under his hoodie, fingers tracing circles on ur skin, stopping at ur chest to squeeze ur boobs, thumb and forefinger rubbing ur nipples, your eyes rolling to the back of ur head. He stopped his hands to move his hips, pushing his erection into your core, you were already wet enough to not need any lube. "Fuck" he groaned, his head dropped at ur neck, hands gripping your waist, his hips were moving up and down, humping you, both of you were moaning, panting, breathing heavily, your arms were wrapped around his shoulder, one hand gripping his hair, he pushed his top up showing his stomach and u were quick to place your hands on it, feeling his abs, his muscles contracting under ur touch, "i love it when you're like this" he said kissing ur collarbone, "i love it when your needy and wanting, when i can make you beg" his hand traveled to the front of your panties, cupping you, rubbing his fingers at ur clothed clit groaning as he was met with ur slick coating the material, "please" u whispered, "please" u whimpered, "please what baby?" he was teasing u now, his hand rubbing u but not enough, he wanted to see u squirm, "fuck me, fuck me, please, please" you begged, he moved your panties to the side and shoved his two fingers inside your wet hole, cursing under his breath at how wet and tight u were, "fuck, your pussy is so tight, can't wait for my cock to stretch it open" you moaned loudly at his words, his thumb on your clit, his fingers were moving in and out of you, u were a moaning mess, panting, gripping his shoulders, head leaned back, mouth slightly opened, sweat running down ur temples, his forehead on ur chest as he was watching his fingers fucking you, the sloppy sound of your pussy echoing the room, he was cursing, he wanted nothing but to have his cock buried deep inside you.

He removed his fingers and pushed you on his lap, "take it off" he said as he licked his fingers clean, u moaned at the sight, pulling his sweats and underwear down, his cock finally free, he took it in his hands, pumping himself a few times before rubbing his tip against your folds, teasing you, he looked into your eyes, the lust in them making your pussy throb, u whined and he gripped your waist, pushing you down, both of you moaning, "fuck, it's so good, so good" u cried, he was so big, it always feels like the first time, he gripped ur waist and moved you up and down his cock making you lose it, "fuck" he groaned, his pace increasing, you could feel yourself about to come, he sensed it and slowed his pace down, u whined in protest, he slapped your ass making you moan loudly, "not yet" he said and u nodded, the sound of skin slapping, of ur moans and his grunts filling the room, he leaned back, admiring the view, his cock disappearing in your pussy, the way your boobs were jumping so erotic he couldn't resist but to cup them, squeezing and pinching ur nipples, "ahh fuck" u moaned, "you're such a slut baby, can't even keep it quiet, i bet our neighbors can hear you, can't wait till they know what a little slut u are, how much of a slut u are for my cock, hmm?" u nodded, "yes, yes" u moaned, "so pretty" he said, "look at you" he said, his eyes staring at where his cock was entering u, his thrusts were deep, and fast, and so so good, ur thighs were shaking, sweating all over, his name coming out of your lips like a chant, a prayer, he was close, u could feel it, his thrusts were getting sloppier, "come on" he groaned, one hand on ur waist while the other went down to rub ur clit making u flinch from how sensitive u r, "come on baby, cum on my cock" he said and u were shaking, coming with a loud cry, gripping his shoulders, he came after a few thrusts, cumming inside you, making a mess inside u, his cum dripping out of your pussy.

BYE M DYING, PULLING MY HAIR, I WANT HIM NOWW!!! The way i wrote this in 10 minutes after seeing that picture bye why am i like this, but yeah hope u enjoy it.

#&team smut #kpop smut #&team fuma #&team fuma smut #fuma x reader #fuma imagines #andteam #kpop fanfic #murata fuma #smut #smut fanfiction #smut fic

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nichowrld · 2 years

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☆ &team when you attempt to “break up” with them as a prank — scenarios

navi !!

notes — hiii this is shy on my &team acc ^_^ i’ll definitely be writing for them more but this was just something for funzies LOL i hope you all enjoy whatever this is 🤭 btw my bias is nicholas ik nobody cares but i just thought you all should know <3

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starry-nights-garden · 3 months

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Fuma ✧ Don’t go into the tall grass

✧ &Team Fuma x gn!reader ✧ words: ~2k ✧ genre: domestic fluff, some humor ✧ warnings: none

Desc.: In which your boyfriend Fuma teaches you how to play Pokemon and he doesn’t expect you to like it so much.

Author’s note: this was totally not written for @tomorrowxneverland who has never played Pokemon in her life <3 …yeah I got a little carried away while writing this, it wasn’t supposed to be nearly this long aklsjdöflksa but I hope you enjoyyy~!!!

“What…?” You watch as your boyfriend’s expression changes, his mouth opening and closing several times as the shock on his face grows, and eventually he manages to form words into a sentence. “What do you mean, you’ve never played Pokemon?!”

“I… have never played Pokemon is what I mean by that.”

“Yes, no, but!” Fuma attempts to say something, but his brain fails him. He’s been excitedly rambling about the topic for almost an hour now, and it’s not that you don’t like listening to him when he gets really into it. It’s just that you never really got the chance nor had any interest in playing the games when you were a kid, and so you have close to zero knowledge about Pokemon - except for a few names you’ve memorized as he was telling you about his collection, and, of course Pikachu, because who doesn’t know Pikachu? And now that you’ve reached a point in the conversation where he decided to ask you about your favourite Pokemon, you just couldn’t avoid addressing the elephant in the room anymore.

“So yeah,” you start talking in hopes of helping the gears up in his head running smoothly again. “That’s why I can’t really tell you what my favourite is. Or who I always had on my team when playing because… I never did.”

“Well this is a huge problem…” He lifts his hand up to his face, covering half of his mouth as he seems to be sinking into thought, surrounded by some of his Pokemon plushies that he’s spread out on the floor as he was giving you some information about them.

“What?” you snort. “Can’t date someone who’s never played Pokemon?” Your teasing is met with a strong reaction, your boyfriend immediately waving both his hands in front of his chest and shaking his head.

“Of course not!” he assures. “But… do you want to try? I think I have my old Nintendo somewhere here…”

“I mean… sure, why not?” you agree, and Fuma immediately jumps to his feet to take a few steps towards his wardrobe. Rummaging through a few boxes stored at the very bottom of it, it takes him only a few minutes to pull out the small game console, along with the charger and a rectangular box that can only be a Pokemon game. You’re amused by the few seconds of suspense as he tries to turn it on after sitting down next to you, and the sigh of relief that follows as the two screens light up.

“Okay… I actually didn’t make all that much progress here so… it should be fine… to start a new game…” he mumbles more to himself than you, but the distress in his voice is evident.

“It’s fine, we can also play where you left off-” you attempt to assure him, but he’s already in the process of resetting the save file.

“It’s fine,” he repeats. “I played the other version more, so that’s the one I’m really attached to.” You don’t really get what he’s saying, but you’re at least glad about the smile he’s showing you now. And then he starts the game for you and hands you the console.

The first few minutes are pretty self explanatory. You press A to advance in dialogue and tell the game whether you want to play as a girl or a boy and what your name is. There’s some old guy explaining stuff about the fictional world you’re about to enter, and that he’s a professor of some sort, and next thing you know you find your avatar waking up in what must be their room. For now your boyfriend is merely watching what you’re doing, but you can tell he’s using everything he has to keep himself from going on an excited rant and spoiling the entire story of the game for you.

You don’t really pay much attention to the dialogue, wanting to get to the part where you get to catch some Pokemon soon, and luckily Fuma is right there to hint at what you should do next. You reach the part of the game where you have to walk out of what’s supposed to be your home village and follow your in-game friend.

“But I wanna go over there…” you protest, steering your avatar to the right.

“Ah, you shouldn’t!” Fuma warns you.

“Why?”

“Didn’t you listen to your mother? There’s wild Pokemon in the tall grass, so you shouldn’t go in there yet!”

“But… if I wanna catch some, shouldn’t I go there…?”

“Yes, later,” he explains. “But you don’t have a single Pokemon on your team yet, and you need one to help you catch more!”

“And where do I get that…?” you ask, causing your boyfriend to chuckle at your impatience.

“Just keep playing for now. You’ll get there soon enough.”

And just like he said, you do. You choose your starter Pokemon solely based on which of the three looks the cutest to you - Fuma praises you for your choice and explains that the first gym will be easy to beat with the one you picked - and complete your first battle without much trouble. The game teaches you the mechanics anyway, but still you have your boyfriend next to you telling you what to do if you’re unsure.

“Is it fun?” he asks as the game is going over to the next day.

“Yeah,” you answer absentmindedly, focusing your attention on the device in your hands. You hear him laughing softly at the image in front of him, and then he watches you play some more.

Eventually you get to the point where you have three Pokemon in your team, and somehow the directions your boyfriend is giving you are getting on your nerves a bit.

“It’s fine!” you tell him. “I think I got it now, let me try playing by myself!”

“Okay, okay…” he says, going quiet as he observes you. You run towards the next city you’re supposed to go to, and you don’t pay much mind to the two newly caught Pokemon both fainting, as your boyfriend had assured you earlier that you can always have them healed again.

“I think it’s about time you-”

“I know,” you interrupt his attempted warning, not noticing how he watches your next move anxiously. Thanks to your starter Pokemon you manage to win the next fight, but now you find yourself wondering whether you should go back to the last village to heal them or keep walking towards the next one.

“Uhm, actually…” you speak up. “How far until I reach the next… uh… hospital?”

“The next city is still a bit away…” he willingly helps you. “But turning back is risky too. Don’t you have potions left?” You shake your head no. “I see… then you should probably go back to the last Pokemon center.”

“Okay.” So you turn around and you move, running right into a patch of tall grass, when you hear your boyfriend exclaiming next to you,

“Nooo, don’t r-... oh.” He lets out a sound of resignation as a wild Pokemon encounter gets triggered and you hear the unsettling warning sound signaling that your Pokemon only has a couple of HP left.

“So what do I do now?” you ask.

“Well, since you don’t have any potions left you’re gonna lose the battle and faint and then wake up at the last Pokemon center you visited,” Fuma explains calmly.

“Oh… and is that bad? Like, are there any consequences, like do I lose all my Pokemon?”

“No,” Fuma lets out a short laugh. “Nothing bad actually happens, aside from the humiliation of losing at a kid’s game.” You shoot him an empty look as the screen of the console in your hands goes black and it causes him to chuckle. “I’m kidding, it’s okay,” he says, now speaking softly and he extends his hand to pat your head once. “Just so you know for next time - Pokemon tend to appear more if you run through tall grass instead of walking slowly.”

“Oh…”

“It’s fine, everyone learns the hard way that you should always carry enough potions with you and better turn back sooner rather than later to get your team healed. But also…” He puts an arm around your shoulders and then points his chin at the window in his room. “I think it’s about time we get some food.”

“No.” Your immediate response makes him chuckle.

“No?”

“Just until I’m at the first gym.” And now Fuma laughs, leaning back and stretching his back with his hands up in the air.

“That will take waaaaay too long,” he explains. “I’ll have starved by then.”

“Then you get some food and I stay here.”

“Y/N,” he calls out your name, trying to sound strict but he still ends up talking more softly than he wants. “You need to eat well if you want to become the Champ!”

“The what?”

“Right, you don’t know what that is either…” He lets out a sigh. And then, after a second of collecting his thoughts, he reaches out to capture your chin between his thumb and index finger, turning your head to make you look at him properly. “I’ll explain that to you while we’re eating, okay?”

“Hmpf…” You pout at him like a five year old would as their mom tells them to stop playing a game, but the smile he shows you as his gaze slowly wanders down to your lips stirs up an entirely different set of emotions deep within you.

“Come on,” he says. “We can play more later.”

“Only if I get a kiss…” you try to bargain, but Fuma just laughs at you and then he gets up.

“Come get it then,” he says, walking towards the door of his room slowly, giving you enough time to rise to your feet as well and to catch up with him. He willingly lets you spin him around as you reach him, and he meets you in the middle as you lean in to kiss him. His lips move against yours gently as he sets the pace and you have your palms placed on his shoulders to hold onto him. Too soon does he pull away, shooting you a grin that tells you you fell into his trap, but when you kiss him again you catch him off guard. And then, once you part you spin on your heels and walk back to where you had put the game console.

“Go get some food now,” you say, sitting back down and returning your full attention to the game. “I’ll tell you if I get stuck somewhere.” You hear your boyfriend letting out a massive sigh of disbelief over how him trying to trick you turned into him getting tricked himself. However, he knows any effort to try and convince you one more time to put the game down would only be in vain, so he simply accepts it and disappears out the door.

You don’t think much of it anymore, simply focusing on the game in front of you, but when a few minutes later you hear him entering the room again, you look up in surprise.

“Not eating? Oh.” He sits down right next to you with a bowl of more leftovers than he can eat by himself, and as he holds out a bite to you, you find yourself grinning from ear to ear.

“Thanks,” you mumble, accepting the food he’s holding out to you, and bumping your head into his shoulder as you continue to play.

#&team fluff #fuma fluff #andteam fluff #andteam drabbles #andteam scenarios #andteam imagines #andteam x reader #fuma x reader #fuma drabbles #&team drabbles #&team x reader #&team scenarios #&team imagines #fluff

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stay-mon-army · 3 months

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Hard Work Treats

Word Count: 1,853 words

Warning(s): Food (mentions of cooking and of eating but nothing specific)

Pairing: Fuma (&team) x gn!reader

Note: This was completely self-indulgent! I'm realizing that I use food and cooking for people as a love language, and man I love these boys! I want nothing more than to feed these boys to make sure they're eating good on their hard days! I hope you all are also taking care of yourselves! <3

Fuma was known as the dad of &Team, and you were not going to disagree with the masses analysis of your boyfriend. Being his significant other meant that you had become the surrogate parent of the boys as well. Even K, who was older than Fuma and should’ve been considered another parent, was often babied by the two of you – probably even more than the others were, and you weren’t going to catch him complaining.

You didn’t mind the sudden responsibility of caring for 8 grown teenage boys. They filled your extra time with shenanigans and chaos and love that you didn’t think was possible from a group of “professionals” (but the truth was they were just boys who loved to sing and dance, they weren’t anything special in that regard). In fact, you grew to love the attention and appreciation the boys showed to you, often coming to you when they had a problem or a question, taking you on like a mama bird with a collection of chicks – they basically followed you everywhere.

One day, when you knew the boys would be spending countless hours in the practice room working on their newest choreo, you decided to surprise them with some treats. These boys could put back food on a good day, but on dance practice days? They were like a pack of starving hyenas and you knew they wouldn’t have time to run out and grab food themselves.

So since you happened to have that day off from work, you spent the morning in the kitchen, making as many different dishes as you could. Since becoming the newest member of their werewolf family, you had shared your own personal family history through food, making sure to let them try as many different cultural dishes as you could remember or find that related to your loved ones. The boys were practically black holes; there wasn’t a single food they didn’t enjoy, and some became their new all-time favorites. You spent hours making all of their favorites and a few new ones they hadn’t tried yet; packing them away into pretty little containers was the best part, knowing they would fawn over all your hard work the moment you stepped through the doors of the practice room.

Putting the containers into big insulated bags to make carrying all that food easier, you finally dressed in your comfiest clothes, slapped on a mask, and began your trek down to the Hybe building. You knew that most of the boys were sad spending so much time in Korea, away from their families, but you were determined to bring them little sparks of joy wherever possible.

When you arrived, you were given a visitor pass and ushered past the security fencing, following the familiar path to the elevators and up to the practice room. As you approached the room, you debated how to enter. You could sneak in while they practiced, but you doubted they wouldn’t notice your entrance. You could burst in with food in hands, shouting as you know they would right back the moment they noticed you. You decided to just knock on the door before entering, like a normal person. Who cared about some grand entrance, it was your boys. They would be excited to see you no matter what (especially once they notice the food bags).

You pause outside the door to put down one of the heavy bags, listening to the song playing on the other side of the door. You loved their music, almost as much as you loved them as individuals, and you were secretly very proud that you were given the permission and trust to hear their new songs before they were officially released. There had been days in which you were allowed in the recording studio when they were recording new b-sides, and you couldn’t have been happier to see your boys in their element (although you much preferred seeing Fuma in the dance studio – that was his real home).

You knocked gently on the door, hearing the boys call out to stop the music as you inch the door open, peeking through.

The boys all screamed at the sight of you, exactly as you expected. The boys weren’t really known to be quiet for any extended period of time (except maybe Jo). You reached back to grab the second bag and the screaming got louder, bodies racing towards you before you could blink. Two boys grabbed the bags from you, three more had wrapped you into a group bear hug. You could see Fuma over one of their shoulders, grinning widely and laughing at the chaos around him. When your eyes locked, you couldn’t help but match his smile with one of your own – you truly had such a beautiful and sweet boyfriend.

The boys finally let you go and all begin to congregate around the food that you brought, which has been spread out picnic style across the floor – chopsticks and forks and spoons and knives and napkins scattered amongst the food as though they had been dumped out as an afterthought (they likely had been).

As the boys open up the containers of food, you notice your boyfriend sidle up beside you, his hand reaching out to ghost against your waist. You lean into his side subconsciously, laying your head against his body.

“You didn’t have to do all this.” He rumbles in your ear, pressing a kiss against your temple in appreciation.

“I know, but I couldn’t leave my babies starving when they’re working so hard.” You smile as the boys begin to bicker amongst themselves, fighting for different food items they want to try first. You watch K playfully shove Taki away from his favorite dish, making you laugh at their antics. “Besides, I needed an excuse to come see you.” You glance up at the man beside you.

He coughs into his hand, turning away to try to hide the blush that’s spread across his face. No matter how long you’ve been together, he still gets flustered when you flirt with him. It warms your heart, that even cheesy sayings get a reaction out of him, like he’s still in that honeymoon phase of puppy love, hanging off of your every interaction.

He pulls you closer into his side, still looking the other direction as he presses your body against his.

“Well, I’m glad you came.” He whispers, finally looking back at you with gentle eyes. He always looked at you like you put the stars in the sky, and you honestly couldn’t imagine why when he was the perfect partner himself.

“Of course.” You smile up at him, only being wrenched away from staring at him from the sound of screaming coming from the other direction.

You look over to find Yuma hoarding a specific dish, making Harua practically tackle him to get some for himself. EJ is trying his best to calm them down, but today seems to be a full moon or something – you had never seen them so riled up over something so small.

You decided to try to break up the frenzy happening a short distance away, also hoping that going over there would entice your boyfriend into also eating some of the food you made. He worked so hard, you know he needed to keep his strength up by eating his share of the food, and there was no way the others were going to be leaving any leftovers.

You manage to placate the boys quickly, dishing out the food to them and making sure they share all of the dishes. Fuma sneaks into the circle as well, taking bites of all of the dishes he gets passed, showering you with compliments after every tasting.

After the food is gone and the boys have spread out to lay across the floor like sacks of potatoes, you pack the containers back into their bags and get ready to leave them to the rest of their practice. Just as you zip up the second bag, you notice a shadow falling over your shoulder and you look up. Fuma is standing behind you reaching out a hand.

Unsure what’s about to happen, you take his hand, letting him pull you up to stand before him. Fuma wasn’t one for PDA – he was almost as quiet as Jo most of the time and would rather sit back and watch, rather than being the center of attention when he was in a group setting. You didn’t mind but it was something you had to get used to; you were lucky to get anything more than a grazing hand, holding hands, or a secret temple or forehead kiss most of the time.

Suddenly, Fuma reaches down and wraps his arms around your waist, holding you tight so he could lift and spin you around. You squeal in surprise, wrapping your arms around his shoulders so he doesn’t drop you, burying your face into his neck so you don’t see the world spinning around you.

He puts you down to the giggles of you and the boys, most of them now watching from various lounging spots they’ve claimed around the room. When your feet touch solid ground again, you pull back and ask what that was for, wondering what had gotten into your gentle giant of a significant other.

“Thank you for always taking care of me and the boys.” He says, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear as he smiles at you. “I know sometimes we can be hectic and one might even say crazy, but I don’t know what we would do without you. You make tough days like this really fun; I know it helps me get through all the hard work we have to put in. Thank you for being our rock.” He presses a kiss to your forehead, and now it’s your turn to blush and look away.

Unfortunately for you, you know have the attention of 8 other boys, who have all gotten up from their prone positions to rush in to take you into a giant bear hug, crushing together as tight as they could get.

The laughter and shouts of gratitude warm your heart, making your day even brighter. You wouldn’t say that you do any of this for the praise or attention, but it made you feel good that the hard work you put in was appreciated. And hey, who didn’t like being appreciated for their time and effort?

You thank the boys back, trying to give as many head pats and hand squeezes to the boys as you could reach. When they finally pull away, EJ tells them that it’s time for them to do a quick stretch and prepare for the next couple hours of practice. Some of the boys groan, but they all wander off to start stretching individually or in pairs.

Fuma gives you one last kiss, this one to you lips, before swearing he’d see you at home later.

As much as you loved the boys, you couldn’t wait to see him again later.

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evalevaeva · 5 months

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future | fuma

-in which fuma dials the wrong number, that landed just right.

The sound of seoul was something that you'd never get used to. It was something completely different from your time in japan. High School in japan was.. a particularly memorable time. Having met your husband in japan, going on dates and even meeting his parents in japan, after all of that, the both of you chose to move to seoul. Fuma had gotten a better job in seoul at the age of twenty-two, which led the both of you to drop everything in japan to move to korea.

The high tides in life don't last long, not for everyone. For every high tide, there is a low. Fuma had been involved in an accident, which led him to being in a comatosed state for over a year. It broke you, having to see the person you love most in your life, connected to machines, and lying lifeless on an uncomfortable bed. You had been taking care of him everyday, never leaving his side unless you had work. Fuma's boss was your pillar of support in this time of need and he had been paying for Fuma's hospital bills.

"Fuma's one of my best friends. He's been here for me, so I'll be there for him now. "

Euijoo was a life saver. With whatever money you had, you paid off the house, bills, and expenses as Fuma had done before. Being a teacher, your salary wasn't as much as Fuma's, but it was enough to keep you up.

Today felt harder than the rest. Today was the third anniversary since you and Fuma had gotten married. Three years since he decided to spend his entire life with you and never leave your side till death. Yet, here you were, standing over him as you wiped his face with a warm towel. You massaged his arms to make sure he wouldn't feel so sore when he woke up.

"Fuma, dear, I have to go home for a while, but right after, I'll be here. I promise," You told Fuma's unconscious body as you placed a kiss on his forehead, fixing his hair as you made your way to the sliding door.

You gave one last look to him as you walked down the hospital corridor, avoiding the pitiful stares of the nurses who had been taking care of your husband for the past year. You had spoken to all of them, and they could only give one answer.

"If he wakes up, he'll wake up. We can't do anything but wait and make sure he heals properly".

That was all they ever said, and you were growing sick of it. No, not growing sick of taking care of Fuma, but growing sick of not knowing what was truly happening. You had no one by your side but Euijoo and you weren't close. Especially with the slight language barrier, you only had Fuma and your parents. Your in-laws had called multiple times to check on Fuma, worrying for your well-being, but all you could do was reassure them that you were okay.

The weather seemed to cool down slightly as spring began to leave, welcoming winter. Families went out to eat and couples went out on dates. It was a bittersweet feeling, being able to see such love in this day and age. It would have been better if Fuma was here with you.

The sound of a phone ringing caught your attention as you rummaged through your bag, finding your phone ringing and buzzing. You looked around as you stood next to a bench, sliding the green circle on your screen as you placed the phone to your ear, "Hello?".

"I was wondering if you'd like to go out on a date tomorrow? To the new store that opened up around the corner... I know you mentioned yesterday in class that you wanted to try the food there, so why not go out with me?" A guy's voice was heard through the phone as you checked the caller id to see 'Private Number'.

"Hello? Who is this? Is this a prank?" You responded into the phone as the caller seemed to move the phone away from him, before responding, "It's the right number... This is Fuma, Murata Fuma from Class 2. We're classmates..".

Your heart seemed to stop. All the blood drained from your veins, and your hands began trembling. Your phone was slipping from your grip as your palms moistened from the sweat. Was this some sick joke someone decided to pull? Voice phising?

"Is this some sick joke? Fuma graduated seven years ago.. we both graduated," You yelled into the phone as the person on the other line seemed confused.

"But.. this is the right number right? You're from Class 2 and we take Social Studies and Literature together at Ryuko High School?" The caller questioned as your eyes widened, your hand clasping over your mouth in shock as the caller named every single detail about Fuma in high school, 2014.

"Who are you? What type of sick joke is this? Are you doing this just because you know my husband is in a coma?! Are you getting a kick out of this?!" You cried into the phone as you leaned forward, elbows on your knees as you sobbed.

"No! I'm serious. This is Murata Fuma from Class 2 and I'm asking you out," The person on the call answered, not a single drop of humour was in his voice as you tried to question him.

"What colour was my bag, 'in school' ," You asked as 'Fuma' replied, "Brown. You have a leather bag with keychains on it,".

Spot on. The person was spot on.

"What colour was my pencil case," You questioned. This could expose the joker behind the call or reveal something completely different.

"Trick question, it's transparent because you don't want it getting dirty," The person on the other line stated as he laughed. The laugh that you've heard for the past ten years. The laugh of the person you had spent your youth and adulthood with. How could it be possible?

"One last question," You stated as Fuma answered, "Ask away".

"When did you realise that you love me?" You asked as a silence was heard from the other line.

"The day you scolded me for getting hurt in a track competition against the neighbouring school, and then the next day you made me lunch to apologise for it. I knew at that moment that I needed you in my life forever".

Your heart seemed to crack as you cried into the phone, your sobs filling the call as Fuma on the other line who was standing in a phone booth hurriedly added 100 yen into the machine.

Fuma was in his high school uniform, scrap paper with your phone number written on it and most importantly, uninjured. A newspaper dropped from a man's bag as the title read, "3rd February 2014, trains are breaking down due to unforseen circumstances".

"Are you alright?" Fuma asked into the phone as you quietly asked, "Fuma, could you tell me what year it is?".

Fuma looked at the phone, confused, but decided to answer anyway, seeing as there was no harm in answering.

"2014".

That was nine years ago. That was the year that Fuma confessed to you. The year the both of you started dating.

"Fuma, I'm so sorry," You couldn't help but sob as Fuma furrowed his eyebrows, worried at your strange behaviour from the start of the conversation.

"So let me get this straight. You're from the year 2023, while I'm so called 'calling from 2014' , is that right?" Fuma tried to confirm your facts as you wiped your tears with the sleeve of your top.

"Yes. You got into an accident a year ago, 2022, and you've been in a comatose state. You don't know how worried I was, sitting by your side everyday and praying to any higher being to save you," You explained as you took a breath as Fuma asked, "Since you're so called from 2023, could I ask you questions then?".

You agreed as Fuma began spilling out questions, from questions about technology, to flying cars, to education, until finally he reached the topic he was most curious about.

"I called you to confess to you, so seeing as you're taking care of me even when I'm in a comatosed state, we end up together?" Fuma asked, careful. He was scared that he'd step on a landmine and you'd be sobbing your heart out again.

"You confessed to me on the 14th of February 2014. You made the exact call that you made a few minutes ago, and I agreed. We got married at 21 in 2019, and soon, we moved to Korea for a chance at a better life. We were satisfied. We'd work on weekdays and go out on dates on weekends. It was a good life, until that drunk driver hit you," You shared with Fuma as he listened attentively on the other side in 2014, his head of black hair leaned onto the glass booth as he placed another 100 yen into the machine.

"We seem like we have a good life together. I can't believe we actually end up married, I mean.. I've only ever thought about confessing, and I never even thought that you'd accept me. Now, hearing that in the 'future' we'll get married, I have to work hard to be a good boyfriend and a good future husband! I'll avoid making you suffer, and I'll make sure that you won't have to take care of me." Fuma said into the phone as you felt your heart squeeze and tug. It had been so long since you've heard your husbands voice that it felt almost like a foreign memory.

"I'm sorry, but I only have one coin left, and I need it to call the actual you... in 2014," Fuma said sadly, his hand in his hair as you looked to the ground, knowing this could be the last time you'd hear from Fuma.

"Fuma..." You trailed as Fuma responded instantaneously, "Don't worry, dear, I'll be back by your side in 2023. Don't worry. I promise".

You felt a tear slide down your cheek as Fuma said, "See you in 2023, love".

The phone went into a deafening beep as you looked at your phone, feeling as if you had just been kicked in the face. There was no way that could have been Fuma, maybe it was voice phishing, but either way, you heard Fuma's voice. It couldn't have been voice phishing, he knew everything about you. From your pencil case to the exact words he said when you asked him the same question a month later after february of 2014.

Your thoughts were interrupted by your phone ringing once again. Wondering if it was Fuma again, you checked the caller id to see the hospital calling.

Fear went down your throat as you answered the call, "Hello?".

"Is this Mister Fuma's wife?" the hospital staff asked as you responded, worried.

"Yes? What's wrong? Is my husband alright?" You shot questions at them as they responded with a slight smile in their voice.

"Your husband is awake".

That was all it took to have you running back to the hospital, not caring about the strangers you bumped into, or staff looking at you as you tapped the caretaker's card onto the gantry reader, running into the lift and pressing the eighth floor as you ran to his room.

You slid open the door as you saw Fuma, laying up, looking out the window before turning to you with a smile.

"Dear?" Fuma called out as tears began welling up in your eyes, you ran to him as you fell to your knees next to his bed. Fuma looked at you, eyes filled with worry, as he caressed your hair, "Did I worry you a lot?".

You slapped his arm lightly as you spoke between sobs, "You had me so worried everyday! I told you not to go out that day because it was raining heavily!".

Fuma smiled as he hugged you to his chest, your head in the crook of his neck as you sat on the side of his bed.

"It felt like I was in a dream. I was in 2014, and a voice told me I could call someone before I returned and my muscle memory made me dial your number and you picked up, but you picked up the phone in 2023. Isn't that strange?" Fuma shared his comatosed experience as you looked at him, looking at his smile and the crinkle at the ends of his eye lids.

You nodded as you leaned on his shoulder, "That's so strange."

idk how to feel about this chat

#fuma fic #murata fuma #&team fuma #&team #fuma x reader #kpop

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lunicho · 3 months

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i need fuma biting my neck to muffle his moans (HIS LIL FANG JESUS CHRIST

the noise i let out when i read this ask UGHDHHDJDHDJD thinking about him fucking u in missionary, holding u close and snuggling his face into your neck, he'd start off giving you a hickey but then he'd bite the skin there leaving two marks in the same spot <3 and i just knoww he's so vocal too so even biting u for sucking on your skin doesn't muffle him much but he sounds so pretty GOD,, i love thinking about him being vocal and his moans sounding somewhat desperate,, like ughhh i love fuma :((

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angelic-jeonghan1004 · 2 years

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&Team Hyung line reacting to being called ‘bestfriend’

more &Team <3 I promise I’ll give content soon that isn’t just &Team. I have E’Last and Golcha stuff in the works just wait with me. Here’s a rewrite once again for &Team of some of my past works.

Genre: Fluff, angst if you squint

Warnings: jealousy/a bit of anger mentioned, swearing

Pairing: &Team x reader

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Kei

You knew it would be hard to prank him

You used to prank him a lot in the beginning at your relationship

so it has become very tricky

but you saw this on tiktok and wanted to try it

you knew he’d know what's up if you asked to film a video

You got your friend to call you and read out a little script with you basically

since your lovely boyfriend is nosey and sitting right across from you he tuned in even though he was messing with stuff on his phone

“Oh my god you got a new job? Well maybe you should treat me out to lunch then mr money man” you said with a laugh, your boyfriend immediately was all ears feeling a little bit of jealousy as well

“What have I been up to? just hanging out with my best friend, he's right here, do you want to say hi?”

okay this dude upset he aint fucking around I tell you that

“Bestfriend?” He said cold toned with anger laced in his voice

“Shouldn’t it be ‘boyfriend?’ oh wait no you called me bestfriend and basically asked that person on the phone to take you on a date. Who even were they?”

god you could tell he was so mad oh god oh no

“Before you get any more mad I’m going to let you know this was a prank, go to tiktok baby you’ll find the trend I promise you”

It would take a lot more for him to stop being a little angry

But maybe try taking a photo of him and captioning it on a post saying "I have the best boyfriend ❤️" and post selfies in his hoodies

He'll definitely find it hard to fight the smile off his face

Fuma

Filming a video with Fuma you wanted to do the prank you saw on tiktok

You asked Fuma if he'd do a TikTok challenge of who's most likely too

He was just like "Anything you want my love <3"

He’s literally so unbelievably whipped for you

Excited to do something fun with you as he thought it’d be silly and cute

Ugh hurts to see where this heads </3

Starting the video looking at him from the camera on your phone you could see his face drop as your words fell from your lips

"Hey everyone here I'm doing a challenge with my bestfriend! Who's most likely to" you sounded so energetic and excited

He was quick on his feet to express how he didnt like the change of title

even if he felt bad since he didn't want to make you feel bad

"Baby can you stop filming for a second?"

You knew the prank worked but at what cost

"I don't know if you meant to but you called me your bestfriend instead of your boyfriend. I don't want to sound possessive or like you have to call me something but out of all titles bestfriend just seems like I'm not your boyfriend an-"

Quick to shut him up by planting a kiss to his lips

"I’m sorry, it was a prank I saw on tiktok baby, I wont actually post that we can refilm the intro I just wanted to see your reaction, I’ll always make sure to let the whole world know you're my boyfriend, now wanna film that video actually?"

Immediately filled with relief never do that to the poor boy again

Nicholas

Not having any of it

Laying on your shoulder

He looked at your phone while you where typing out of curiosity

Usually ur playing a game or scrolling through TikTok so found no harm but this time you were in your contacts talking to a friend he didn’t know that well

And saw you wrote "I'm with my bestfriend rn"

In response to a text that said "what are you up to pretty?"

He was hurt

Confused

Bitter

And needed an answer now

Glaring at you he quickly said "not to be nosey but who are you talking too"

He said straightening up

"Oh my friend, why do you ask?"

"You called me your best friend? Why not the love of your life? Sugar plum? Sweetie pie? Honey bunny? Apple of your eye? Or even a simpler title: boyfriend maybe?"

Even though he was trying to come off as joking around you could see in his eyes he was hurt and a bit angry

Explaining the prank and how you convinced your friend to tag along in it he felt betrayed </3

Pls comfort him

Give him kisses, take dorky couple photos anything just give him forms of reassurance

#&team fluff #&team angst #&team scenarios #&team imagines #&team x reader #&team reactions #kei x reader #kei imagines #fuma imagines #fuma scenarios #fuma x reader #nicholas imagines #nicholas x reader #Nicholas scenarios

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keikeu · 10 months

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i won! :: murata fuma

pairing :: idol! murata fuma x idol! m! reader

genre :: established relationship, fluff

warnings :: none

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"you know, i could have closed my eyes later to avoid bumping into everything while we came here." fuma said, eyes still shut while you helped him walk inside without tripping. the two of you were very excited but also very tired. today was fuma's birthday, and sadly you also had a music show to attend, which left little time to celebrate or spend it with each other.

you had something planned, but since your schedule was packed you couldn't do it, so you opted for your second option, a (video) game night, and you knew fuma would love it. so now you were guiding him to your shared room, holding both his hands so he would avoid any object blocking his way, although you had done a bad job at this before.

"okay, you can open your eyes now!" on your bed lay two consoles, your laptop and fuma's nintendo switch. the nightstand was filled with various snacks and drinks. a bright smile made its way on fuma's face as he sat down on the bed.

"i know it's not much but i figured we'd come home late and-" before you could finish, he grabbed your hand and gently pulled you to him. "i love this, i get to have fun with you on my birthday, it's perfect!"

your worries disappeared and you enjoyed your time with your boyfriend. you sat down close to him, your chin resting on his shoulder as you attentively watched him play a game on his switch and asked him questions about it. you weren't really into video games, but fuma liked them, and you loved him so you felt the need to know at least some basic information about his favorite games or characters. he also appreciated the effort you put into learning about them, you didn't have to but you still did it and it made him happy.

"you wanna play this together? it's better when you play this game with other people." he asked, and you agreed, getting a bit bored by only watching him play. now you weren't good at video games but you were very competitive. most of the time when playing you had no idea what you were doing, but it was your determination to win that pushed you to the top, and usually annoyed others.

fuma knew this, he knew how competitive you could get and how others sometimes disliked that quality of yours, but he found it very cute. so he handed you the console and opened the game he mentioned before. he was going to explain the rules and how the game worked, but you told him you didn't need them and that you could learn on your own. he didn't argue with your request, wanting to see how you'd react to losing on the first go.

"what happened?..." you asked, baffled, as you stared at the bright screen where your character had fallen on the floor. you quickly realized that your character had died and fuma had won that round. "but we just started!" you complained, meanwhile, the older chuckled at your frustrated state, which only made you more confused.

"should i explain the rules to you now?" he asked with a little smirk, and you only huffed before agreeing. you understood most of them, some were too complicated or useless for you to wrap your brain around, but you told fuma you were good to go and he started the new round.

this time you promised yourself you'd be more attentive to live longer, but a surprise attack with a move you'd never seen before left your character dead again, and it left you even more shocked than before.

"how the hell did you do that?!" fuma smiled confidently before answering, "well, i wasn't gonna tell you everything about the game."

at that moment, you thought he was very cool. it was something small he had said, but something about the way he had said it made your heart beat fast. you put that feeling aside, you were there to win, not be smitten with your boyfriend.

the more you lost, the louder you got. euijoo, who was trying to sleep, quickly became annoyed. he knocked, but when nobody answered, he opened the door and grabbed your attention with a dry cough. you and fuma turned to euijoo, waiting for him to speak, as if you didn't know why he was there. did the two of you really not realize how loud you were being?

"can you two be more quiet, please? some of us are trying to sleep." he said, sleepy yet still polite.

"and some of us are trying to win!" you said, your brows furrowed in concentration while still aggressively pressing the buttons of your console.

"excuse yn, he's still bitter about losing so many times." fuma said with an awkward smile, making euijoo sigh.

"well maybe you should let him win so he can stop shouting." and with that, euijoo closed the door behind him. your puffed your cheeks before focusing on the game again.

fuma considered euijoo's words, he could play it easy and let you win, after all, it was getting late and if it were for you, you'd be staying up all night just to win. so he decided to do just that, he'd let you win, and you'd probably be too happy to even notice he lost on purpose.

"fuma! let's make a bet!" you suddenly announced, throwing him off.

"if i win this game, you need to give me a kiss, and if you win you can name your prize!" luckily, he knew the outcome of the situation, so he agreed. plus, kissing you was like a second birthday gift, so in the end of the day he was winning too. soon you two were glued to the screen again.

"i won! i actually won!" your cheers were heard, and your bright smile and enthusiastic jumping made fuma happy.

"i guess you did win, now come here and let me give you a kiss!" he grabbed your waist and pulled you close to him, placing a peck on your nose before kissing your lips. you melted in his arms and were soon brought back to reality when he broke from the kiss.

"you might have won the game, but i think i really won today." he said, fixing up your bed so the two of you could sleep.

"and why's that?" you asked, helping him out.

"i go to spend my birthday with you, i got to have fun and kiss you in the end. if that isn't winning, i don't know what is!" he said making you chuckle.

"you're so cheesy sometimes." you cupped his face and squished his cheeks, he was very cute.

"only for you."

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a/n :: thank you anon for requesting this!! it isn't exactly on fuma's birthday but it's in the same week so it counts🙈 also sorry if this isn't good or if it feels a bit rushed, i kinda didn't know how to end it well so yeah (also anon i didn't know if you were talking abt video games or not but that's what came to mind and it was too late to ask so i went with this😭😭)

©keikeu

#&team #andteam #&team fluff #&team imagines #&team scenarios #&team x reader #&team fuma #murata fuma #fuma fluff #fuma imagines #fuma x reader

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