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#jen the babysitter
nctsplug02 · 10 months
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Hannie craving for pancakes so mrs jeong cooks for her but mr jeong craves for something else.......
[9:35AM]
GENRE: fluff and smut
WARNINGS: pussy eating, kissing, flirting and fingering.
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hannie lets out tiny grunts as she pulls herself onto the story high bed.
“momma—?” she hums and tilts her head when seeing jaehyun instead of you. she pouts and climbs over her dad who groans and hugs you tighter.
hannie huffs when reaching you and plops herself on her knees. “momma?” she pokes your arm (which was honestly jaehyuns arm). “momma, wake up.” she uses both her hands and shakes you.
you stretch your legs and sigh, hugging jaehyuns arms that were wrapped around you.
“momma, wake up, please.” hannie whimpers and your eyes finally crack open.
“hannie, what’s wrong, princess?” your voice cracks and hannie smiles.
“g’morning, my sweet girl.” you pull your arm out from under the blanket and you cup her jaw, brushing her cheek with your thumb. “morning, momma.”
you lift the blanket and she climbs in. “what is my princess doing up so early?” you ask her and she sighs.
“i’m very hungry, momma.” you rub her belly and she giggles. “hungry? what’s my big girl hungry for?“
“mmm,” hannie hums. “i’m hungry for momma’s pancakes!” she says with a slight giggle. “oookaayy,” you extend. “should we go make some right now or should we make some later?”
you’d only been asleep for five hours— minho had woken up at four wailing for milk. you’d woken up and spent an hour putting him back to sleep.
“let’s make it right now!” she says with full enthusiasm. “um, sure!” you sigh when she slithers out of bed and darts out the room.
“fuck.” you sigh and attempt to sit up but a heavy arm weights you down.
“babe,” you whisper to your sleeping husband. “hey,” you stab your finger into his cheek. “sleeping beauty.” you poke his cheek and he blinks repeatedly. “hm?” he hums, barely awake.
you giggle, he was absolutely adorable!
“i have to get up.” he whines and pulls you closer, hugging you tighter. “why?”
“because, our daughter is starving and she’s craving for momma’s pancakes.” jaehyun tsks and allows his strength to loosen.
“i’ll make them the way you love it.” you whisper before climbing out of bed.
jaehyun whines and grabs your pillow. “i already miss you.” he sighs and you laugh. “stop being cheesy!” jaehyun lifts his head and scoffs.
you laugh and climb back on the bed. “kidding, i love you.” you press a kiss on his cheek and climb back off the bed.
“umm, i said i love you?” you pause by the door.
instead of jaehyun responding, he grunts. you scoff and laugh after.
“y’know what, i take it back—?”
“no, no, no! i’m kidding— i love you more, baby.” you roll your eyes. “i know.” jaehyun laughs as you leave to the kitchen.
you walk into the kitchen and hannie is already sitting at the counter on a stool. she looked as if she was contemplating about life.
“alright, princess. let’s get started, yeah?” she nods with a hum. “you wanna help momma with mixing it?” she nods and climbs off the stool. “let’s wash our hands first, yeah?” hannie nods and trots over to you.
you lift the girl up and turn on the tap, helping the girl wash her hands first before washing yours.
“okey dokey! now that our hands are cleeeaaan,” you sing while looking in the cabinet for pancake mix. “ah.” you grab the pancake mix box and you set it on the island.
“can i sit on here, momma?” she points up to the island. “sure, you can.” you lift her up and sit her on the island.
you grab a bowl and a whisk then hand it to hannie who pretends she’s mixing the mix. then you grab some milk and some eggs. you pour the milk into the bowl— eyeballing it instead of measuring it. and, then, you add the eggs which hannie thought was fascinating. you had hannie mix the wet stuff before you rip the box open and tear the bag open, pouring the powder into the bowl that hannie had set on the island.
“mix carefully, my love.” hannie nods and then gasps when a puff of powder blows at her. “air bubble.” you say and she giggles.
you look to the side when hearing shuffles. “hm,” jaehyun rubs his nape. “my two favorite girls are both awake.” he walks up to the island and presses a kiss on hannies forehead.
“morning, daddy.” jaehyun says it back and walks over to you.
“morning, beautiful.” jaehyun hugs you tightly and sighs, pressing a kiss on your shoulder, then neck and then jaw.
you chuckle, “good morning, sexy.” you pull your hand back when the blade almost nips your finger.
“woah, gotta be carefully, ma.” jaehyun says, rubbing your belly and pressing more kisses on your jaw. “i’m trying but it’s hard focusing when something hard and needy is pressing against me.” jaehyun softly laughs and sighs. “apologies, baby.”
the soft sounds of cries come from one of the bed rooms. “oh, boy.” you sigh and set the knife down. “can you get him?” jaehyun kisses your cheek. “i sure can.”
your hips are free and jaehyun leaves but comes back within five minutes. “this chunky boy had a wet diappy.” jaehyun says kissing the forehead of the several month old.
“good morning, chunky.” you turn and plant a kiss on his cheek.
“me too, daddy. me too!” hannie climbs on her knees and leans forward. “okay, okay.” jaehyun moves closer and hannie sits up. “he’s so tiny.” she frowns and plants a kiss on his forehead which he stirs at.
“sorry, minnie.” jaehyun grins at hannies apology.
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“thank you, momma.” hannie thanks you while picking off the blueberries and eating it. “you are welcome, sweetie.”
you look over at your husband who held the newborn. “honey?” you call for him and he hums. “you.. haven’t touched your pancakes. usually you have seconds.” you frown and jaehyun licks his lips.
“im gonna eat.. just not now.” you nod.
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hannie was put to bed for a nap and so was minho, he was out like a light.
jaehyun took the quiet afternoon nap time as a time to eat his breakfast alone.
in the bedroom.
“oh, my god.” you gasp, tugging on his locks as he lays between your thighs with both hands locking your hips down.
you bite your lip, attempting to keep quiet so you and jaehyun can get time alone without the kids awake.
you gasp and toss your head back when feeling jaehyun tongue swipe over your clit. “jesus— oh, my god!” your hand flies to your mouth and your eyes roll back.
“i’m gonna cum!” you whisper to jaehyun who glares up at you with creased eyes.
jaehyun knows how loud you can get, especially when reaching your climax.
“s—stop! oh, god, s—stop!” you attempt to pry yourself away from jaehyun who tightens his grip on your ass and sterns his glare.
“f—fuck, baby— please, i really have to c—cum!” you squeal when feeling his mouth suck on your clit.
you can barely find anything to shut you up before jaehyun flips you on your stomach and yanks up your ass, holding your thighs together and placing his mouth back on your pussy.
that’s when you lose it.
you moan wildly into the stacked pillows when feeling your orgasm strike.
you could feel jaehyun grinning while suck your clit. his reaction to your orgasm was expected.
your hands pull on the white sheets, your nails dig and slowly tear into the thin fabric. “oohh, my god!” you cry into the pillows.
finally, when jaehyun pulls away, chin full of clear glisten. “what an amazing way to start off the day.” jaehyun says cockily.
“oh, my god.” you sigh, breathing heavily and falling on your right side.
jaehyun chuckles and spanks you. “how ‘bout a quickie before the kids wake up.” he slides the lace burgundy thong off your leg and tosses it behind him.
“hold on—“ you grunt when jaehyun lifts your hips once more and tucks a pillow under your hips. “—or not.” you cry out when feeling the thick nine inch wedge between your walls.
“ahh,” jaehyun exhales and softly chuckles. “that’s it, mama.” you wince when he spanks you once more.
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salty-icecream · 7 days
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I DID IT
Dear god
If i missed any, lmk
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ltwharfy · 5 months
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Linda: So this is super last-minute, but could you possibly babysit tonight?
Jen: Hmm. I guess I could put some things on hold.
Jen's "some things" is a solo game of Hungry, Hungry Hippos.
Jen is the best.
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Jen is the most person ever
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In a universe where every character is quirky and silly, Jen is weird.
"I thought I'd watch some tuh-vee but I couldn't work out the remote. So I thought I'd sit here really still, see?"
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golden--doodler · 1 year
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My Weird Night Life
I literally fell asleep to some Bob's Burgers last night (I have a smart home device so that makes it really easy to listen to videos and stuff when I'm getting into bed) and the show just kept playing as I was sleeping. Then, I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of a random episode I hadn't seen yet playing (I found out later it was Season 10, Episode 7 "Land of the Loft") but at the time, all I knew was that I had inexplicably woken up to the sound of the kids bullying Jen the babysitter into letting them take a joyride in an ice cream truck. I had to stop myself from bursting into laughter at, like, 3:30 in the morning so I wouldn't bother anyone before falling back asleep.
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Drabble: Inomata x kamitani, green
Taka’s snotty nose presses against the glass like he’s not the entire reason they’re up here.
“Sorry,” Kamitani grunts. At least he doesn’t have to worry about Inomata of all people cornering him. She looks as pleased to be on this ferris wheel as he does.
“Normally I would blame poor guardianship, but after the babysitters club, I realized that he-”
“--Is just like that. Yea.”
“Mm.” She stares down at the park below. “Yes.”
“Kirin wants to see too!” A small voice demands, pushing Taka out of the window seat.
Kamitani smirks. He always did like that one.
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thedipshits · 6 months
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@ask-alicelockwood​ sent in:   TFLN ( for jens)                                            [ TFLN MEME // ACCEPTING ]
[ 💾  — sms » alice ]: haha. i got you. i always pay you back somehow. do you accept all major forms of payment: cash, taco bell, and patriotic underwear?
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jeonqkooks · 2 years
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i feel like this is a very random detail to throw out into the world at 8 in the morning but i have a twin scar with koo but it’s on my other cheek lmao
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1337wtfomgbbq · 11 months
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Jan: Can we stop at McDonald's??
Jens: We have bread at home.
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woso-dreamzzz · 6 days
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Bonding
Arsenal Women x Hardersson!Reader
Part of The Big Adventures Universe
Summary: Bonding night with the Arsenal girls
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You're dressed in your special Auntie Stina Arsenal jersey as she assures your Morsa that everything is going to be okay.
Momma and Morsa have a special awards night thing that they have to make an appearance at so Auntie Stina is babysitting you. Your usual babysitters in Zećira and Jessie are busy tonight too so Auntie Stina gets to take you to Arsenal bonding night.
You're very excited and it's all you've been thinking about all week.
Momma and Morsa say goodbye to you and you instantly run up to Stina's car so she can get you clipped in and you can get to Captain Kim's house faster.
"Look who it is!"
Katie's waiting for you both by the door and she swings you up easily onto her hip and tugs at your jersey teasingly.
"A true gunner in the making! You'll play for us when you're older, right?"
You nod. "Yes!"
"Even if your mams want you to play for Chelsea?"
You pull a face, sticking out your tongue. "Not-Wolfsburg sucks!"
Katie laughs, delighted, as she gives you a high five. "That sounds right." She lets you climb down and scarper inside, toeing off your shoes in the entrance hall before following the sounds of music and talking further inside the house.
"Hi, Captain Kim!" You say when you see her," What's happenin'?"
Captain Kim laughs, her hand coming to rest of your shoulder as Jen wrestles with Beth on the floor.
"They're just being silly," She tells you," And trying to knock all of my things on the floor."
As if to prove the point, Beth crashes into a little side table with an ornamental vase wobbles precariously as she launches herself straight back at Jen.
"You should tell them off," You say," That's what my Morsa does when Erin and Guro are being silly in a dangerous way. She's the Captain like you're the Captain so you can tell them off if you want."
Kim laughs slightly. "That's a good idea. Captains do get to tell people off. Do you want to help me?"
"I'm not a captain though."
"But you are the big boss. I think that means you've got some captain powers too."
"Really?"
She nods. "Really."
"Okay!"
Captain Kim leads you over to where Beth and Jen are still wrestling. She whistles, shrill and high pitched and exactly the one Morsa uses when she needs to get Erin and Guro's attention.
"Stop wrestling in my house!" She orders before lightly nudging you.
"Yeah!" You say," 'Cause you're going to break something and then Captain Kim is going to make you do laps!"
From behind you, Katie chuckles.
"Yeah, you two!" She teases," Listen to Kim and the big boss!"
"Yeah!" You agree, stamping your foot so they know you're serious.
"Sorry, y/n," Jen laughs," We'll stop."
"Good," You say," Or else you'll have to run laps tomorrow."
You shriek as you're lifted into someone's arms. You're flipped upside down as Leah's hands attack your sides.
"Look at you!" She laughs as you shriek and try to wiggle away. "Little captain in the making!"
"My mummies are captains!" You say when she finally puts you the right way up.
"You've got it in your blood!" Leah proclaims, tickling your sides again," Me and Kim'll make you into a proper captain though! Arsenal style, yeah?"
"Yeah!"
You think Arsenal bonding night is a lot of fun.
Katie helps you make a pizza where you put your pepperoni slices in a crude rendition of the Arsenal badge and she takes lots of pictures of you winning at Twister.
You end up sat between Auntie Stina and Beth for dinner as Auntie Lina selects a movie for you all to watch while you eat.
"Beth?" You ask.
"Yeah?"
"Can we call Daan? I miss her at Arsenal."
Beth laughs, already digging out her phone. "I think quite a few fans would agree with you."
The phone rings a few times before Daan's face fills the screen. Daan is a very happy person, you think, because she's always smiling when she sees you. You smile too.
"Hey, y/n!" She says," What're you doing on Beth's phone?"
"Callin' you!" You answer," Auntie Stina brought me to bonding because my mummies are busy!"
"Are you enjoying yourself?"
"I beat Leah and Captain Kim at Twister! I got chocolate as a prize!"
Daan laughs. "Good! Keep them humble!"
You giggle too. "Is Lyon fun like Arsenal?" You ask.
"It's fun," Daan replies," But I'm still learning the language. I'm sure it'll be more fun when I can speak French properly."
You nod wisely. "That's like when I came from Germany. I only knew a little English so I had to learn so I could have fun."
"It's exactly like that," Daan says," Hey, who knows, maybe you'll have to learn French too when you're older."
You think about that for a moment. You know when you're older, you really want to play for Wolfsburg. Arsenal too and maybe Barcelona as well but you'd never really thought about Lyon. You already know German and English so having fun at Wolfsburg and Arsenal should be easy.
If you went to Barcelona then you would have to learn Spanish. If you went to Lyon then you would have to learn French.
Your Momma tells you that you're very good at languages. She says she's always impressed by how easily you pick it up. Sometimes, she calls you a little chameleon because you speak your English like you were born here rather than with an accent like she and Morsa do.
You don't think it'll be too difficult to learn French if you went to Lyon.
Daan stays on the call for a bit longer before promising to send you her Lyon jersey and you migrate from Beth and Auntie Stina to the floor with Leah and Katie.
You drag a blanket with you, tucking it around both of them like you do when you have sleepytime with Jessie and Niamh. The movie is still playing but you're a little tired so you lean heavily into Leah and kick you feet up into Katie's lap.
You yawn.
"You tired, kid?" Katie asks and you nod.
"Gonna finish the movie though."
Leah chuckles, the force of it rocking your whole body as she softly cards her fingers through your hair. "I'm sure you will."
You're out like a light before the second act begins.
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Always By Your Side
Word count: 1.9K
Summary: you were friends with Jenna, but ever since she got famous she started ignoring you, even if you kept being her number one fan.
Warnings: angst
Pairing: Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader
Posting this to check if I’m actually not shadow banned anymore😂 but Don’t get me started on this Idea. It has been stuck in my mind forever. I hope you like this
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Growing up in California has always had its perks. Wherever you went, there were famous people, whether it was adults, teenagers, even kids and older people. It didn’t matter where you went, there was always a crowd around someone famous. Useless to say that this had its toll on your life, because eventually you wanted to be an actress, and ever since you were a kid you would find scripts online and practice them on your own or with your best friend, Jenna. She lived down the street and you were always at her place playing with her and with her siblings, you would sleep at their house, have dinners there and whenever they did something, you were always invited, you even went on family trips with them! It was safe to say that they considered you part of their family.
With time passing, you and Jenna grew even closer. Both of your dreams was still to be actresses as you kept on practicing scripts and monologues, but she’s always been better than you, and there was no one denying that. At some point Jenna’s mom’s friend was friends with a casting director and they tried giving both of you chances to eventually start on acting in shows or movies. Only… she got the roles, and you didn’t. You never did. Were you jealous? No you weren’t, because your best friend had achieved her dreams and she was living it for you too. She was away from home a lot, but she always found a way to keep in contact with you, at first at least. You were both still 14 after all, and her schedule wasn’t so busy so she was home a lot, and you went to visit her whenever you could.
Though things started changing when you both turned 16. She was never home anymore as her schedule was so busy.
You: hey Jen. I know you’re busy, buy can you call me when you have some free time? I really miss my best friend🥺
Jen: Hey! Yes of course! I’ll call you at 7.30 tonight okay? Miss you too <3
Those little things always made you smile, even if she was so busy and never home, she always cut some time from her breaks to call you and just talk about anything. She didn’t care if she didn’t have lunch, she WANTED to talk to you and this alone always made you miss her less. At age 17 though, having grown up and was now fit for harder roles, early morning alarms and what not, the time she cut for you ceased existing.
You: Heyyyy! Video call tonight at 7.30 pm like always?
Jen: I’m sorry I’m really busy. Promise we’ll catch up eventually. TTYL.
Only the two of you never caught up. She never found time for you anymore and it was starting to hurt. You knew that at some point actors leave their past life behind, but you never expected Jenna to do so to you. You never expected her to forget about you when you grew up together ever since day one, when you were in cribs. But even though she barely even thought of you, it was safe to say that you were her number one fan. You watched her movies, had bought the merch that came along with them, watching her interviews, Hell you even texted her supporting her of everything.
September 10, 2020
You: dude, that “babysitter killer queen” movie is just something else, I was so entertained watching it! You did a great job💕
March 12, 2021
You: your role in “yes day” was amazing. Katie Torres is so cute! Loved it✨
January 14, 2022
You: uhm HELLO? The new scream movie is fire! Hope to see you in the next one☺️
January 27, 2022
You: GURL! ARE WE GONNA TALK ABOUT VADA CAVELL? Please, she’s SO FINE
March 18, 2022
You: okay, that X movie was different. Not of my likings, buy you did a great job as always. Miss you.
Not once did she ever reply to your texts. Sure, she read them but you never got any kind of feedback from her. It’s like she was always too busy even for a text, or she just simply didn’t care anymore. It was hard, going on with your life knowing that she never had time for you anymore. You used to be her best friend but now, seeing from her posts she had new best friends and it was hurting a lot, knowing that she just forgot about you, and your head started going a thousand places, was she ashamed because her best friend wasn’t famous? And what if she simply didn’t want to be seen around with you? You were a no one, after all. Would famous people want to be seen around with a no one?
You had to get back to her, show her that there was no shame in being seen around with someone who isn’t famous. It should make you even more “honest” to show that you’re not only friends with famous people, but you’ve kept your friends of a lifetime, but you thought that this wasn’t something she’d ever consider. You posted a photo of the two of you hugging and a few videos, tagging her and writing under it “miss my best friend so much.” Jenna’s fans freaked out at that and reposted the photos, the cute videos all over the internet. Jenna wasn’t the type of girl to be on social medias but you were sure she saw your post when she liked it. It was just a like though, there was no “miss you too” comment or even a text, nothing at all. You had to find a way to see her, talk to her face to face.
You got the chance to do so when after her new series “Wednesday” came out, the premiere was in your city. You HAD to go. You even found the ticket to get backstage and talk with the actors, you had to talk to her. You dressed up elegantly just for the night and you made sure to go there REALLY early to be in front of the barricades, you had to see her and she had to see you. When actors started arriving, of course no one recognized you. Except for obviously Jenna. She looked at you as she walked by, and you gave her a small smile as you waved at her, she did the same but then walked away, to other fans and to the photo booth. She looked gorgeous to say the least. You had seen her on tv, but she hasn’t seen you in years and suddenly reality hit her.
You had been supporting her ever since and she has done nothing but ignore you these past 5 years, and she started thinking of how much it could have hurt you, seeing her realize her dreams while you couldn’t. She was scared shitless to talk to you, she was afraid that you’d yell at her, get mad at her or something like that. When the premiere was finished it was now time for the people who had the backstage ticket to actually go backstage. You were one of the lasts in line and you weren’t in a rush, you needed to talk to her not just for two minutes, and you knew that fans would absolutely want to talk to her, so you stood back and patiently waited for your turn. You didn’t wait really long because everyone only had a limited time with each actor, but you didn’t care because you knew that if you needed It, Jenna would tell the crew that you were allowed to stay.
As soon as it was your turn you walked up to her and she gave you a small sad smile. She didn’t know how to act, what to do. She was scared of what you’d say or do. “Hey Jen” you said as you walked over, you weren’t sure of what you could or could not do, but you were surprised when she hugged you tightly, hiding her face in your shoulder. You let her do, hugging her back and letting her stay in the embrace for as long as she wanted. When she pulled back, her eyes were slightly teary. “(Y/N) I-I’m so sorry” she started, you knew exactly what she was talking about. “I’m sorry too. But it’s okay, you have a busy schedule and it’s okay to not have time” you said reassuring her. “I was just scared you’d forgotten about me or that you didn’t care anymore. And it hurts because I haven’t been hearing back from you for 5 years Jen. You do understand that right? I was scared that I was bothering you and that you didn’t want me to text you.” You said looking down, and she looked down of shame as well.
“I never meant for any of this to happen. You’re my best friend, (Y/N). I just… got scared.” She said and you looked at her with confusion sprawled out all over your face. “Scared of what?” You asked, she took a hold of your hand and looked up at you. “When we started with the videocalls.. they made me really happy, and I knew you were happy too. But growing up my feelings towards you only grew, and not just in a “friends” way if you know what I mean. I was- and maybe I still am in in love with you. But I was scared, I was never home and I didn’t want to say that over a phone, figuring out that it would have been better if I told you face to face. But I always chickened out and I figured out that if I ever told you, the constant distance would have ended up hurting you. But I hurt you anyways, so…”
You looked at her as a smile slowly made its way to your face. “Jesus Jen I thought you hated me or something..” you said, giggling of relief, as she looked up at you “does that mean you forgive me?” She said hopeful, this even showing on her face. How could you reply to this? Deep down, you also had feelings for her, and they only grew. So you pulled her in from her waist, a hand removing the black veil of her dress from her face as you leaned in for a kiss, your first. She was shocked at first, not believing what was happening as she eventually kissed you back, closing her eyes and arms around your neck as she smiled and hummed happily on your lips, moving closer to you, if that was even possible. Managers had tried to get closer to you two and move you two away, but Jenna shushed them away and kept on kissing you, all while you just smiled.
Eventually she pulled back to look at you. “I love you so much (Y/N).. I swear to you that from now on I’ll take you with me wherever I go and you’ll never leave my side.”
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nctsplug02 · 1 year
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Can we get a Mr. and Mrs. Jeong where Jae leaves a big hickey or handprint on Mrs. J and Jen actually gets bit concerned about Mrs. J thinking that Mr. J might have hurt her.
[9:04AM]
GENRE: smut and fluff
WARNINGS: hickeys, BDSM, spanking, kissing, rough sex, and memories of short sex scenes.
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you yawn while walking down to the kitchen. you make a turn and you jump with a scream when seeing a figure.
“oh, fuck! jen, you scared the shit out of me!” you heave and hold your hand against your chest. “what are you doing here so early?”
jen softly laughs and apologizes, “it’s nine and i always get here at eight. you and mr jeong slept in so, i just let myself in with the key you gave me.”
“coffee?” jen holds up her mug with a head tilt.
you sigh with a grin and you run your fingers through your hair while nodding. “that would be lovely, jen. thank you.”
“yeah, sure thing.” jen grabs a mug and begins pouring you a cup of coffee.
you groan and limp over to the kitchen, leaning on the counter next to jen.
“here, you go— oh, my goodness!” jen gasps while sliding the mug to you. “what, what?!” you jump towards jen and hug her while looking where you once stood.
jen turns and grabs your hands, examining your purple wrists. “what happened, mrs jeong? oh, my god, are you okay?” you nod, cheeks suddenly warming up when remembering.
“holds still, baby. i’m a very hungry man and i’d like to eat my main course without any distractions.” you roll your hips, tugging on the restraints while jaehyun dips his head and laps up your juice.
“are they too tight, baby?” jaehyun asks, talking about the ropes tied around your wrists. “n—no sir.” you shake your head.
“oh, my— and your neck?!” jen gasps once more. “mrs jeong, are you sure you’re okay?” you tip your head back when her hand comes up to your neck.
jaehyun pistols his hips against yours and he groans, while nibbling on your collarbone. “you’re mine, baby.” jaehyun sighs. “i’m yours.” you cry out.
“mark me as yours, baby. let everyone know i’m yours.” you moan, digging your head back into the pillow while jaehyun sucks on your neck.
jen brushes your purple bruises with her thumb and coos.
“did mr jeong do this to you? is he abusing you? mrs jeong, you can talk to me if he is—?” you shake your head, cupping the girls face.
“jen, hunnie, he didn’t do a thing to me beside loving me.” you say with a soft grin. “i’m very clumsy and i dropped my curling iron on my neck,”
jen lifts and eyebrow. “five times?” you laugh with a nod.
“and my wrists,” you look down at your wrists. “hannie, mr jeong and i were playing cowboys and burglars and sadly i was a burglar.” jen and you giggle.
you hear footsteps come from behind you. you and jen turn to see who it is, it’s either hannie or jaehyun.
“babe, you alright? i heard screaming.” a tired jaehyun walks in shirtless and in his sweats.
“yeah, i just got a bit spooked seeing jen in the kitchen.” jaehyun stops rubbing his eyes and looks over at you and jen.
“oh,” jaehyun covers his body by rubbing his arms. “hey, jen.”
jen nods with her cheeks fully flushed. “morning, mr jeong.”
“god, it’s freezing.” jaehyun shivers and you walk over to him. “well, maybe wear a shirt then.” you wrap your arms under his. “couldn’t because look how stole mine this morning.” he says pulling at the stretchy fabric that stuck to your skin.
you giggle and look up at him. “it was the closest thing that was on the ground and near me.” jaehyun nods and leans down, pressing his lips on yours.
“um,” jen pushes herself off the counter and clears her throat. “i’m going to.. make breakfast.”
“oh, that’s alright jen. you already made coffee, i can make breakfast.”
“no, it’s okay, mrs jeong. i’ve got this and i insist.” jen says with her hand on her chest. “oh, alright then. you win, but i’ll give you a break tomorrow morning and i’ll do the breakfast making and coffee making.” jen giggles and jaehyun drags you out the kitchen.
“how do you feel, baby?” jaehyun sits on the couch and pats his lap. “well, i can tell you that i can’t sit.” you scowl and jaehyun laughs.
jaehyuns large hands come behind you and they slide up the shirt above your ass. you hiss when his hands come into contact with your freshly beat ass.
jaehyun turns you around and coos. “it’s all purple and covered in red stripes.” you turn back and toss a mean look at him.
“you’re ass is so pretty, baby.” whip. you jerk forward with a short gasp. whip. “ow, babe!” you cry out and clench around the vibrator tied to your leg. “ah, im sorry, baby.” whip. “o—ow!” you cry out.
jaehyun laughs and sits you on his lap. “oww, babe!” you jerk up and land on your feet. “i told you it hurts!” you whine and jaehyun nods. “i’m sorry, i forgot.”
“forgot? you literally looked at my ass and told me how it looked.” jaehyun laughs. “i’m sorry, really.”
“whatever, asshole.”
jaehyun then took you on the couch for calling him an asshole. he made sure to glance every few seconds to see if jen was coming in.
but what he hadn’t known was, jen already caught several glances at the two of you.
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I am an absolute slut for your writing, you are fricking so talented!!
requesting for joel x babysitter!reader bumping into each other at a bar and making I want to fuck you eyes at each other, and mayhaps they dooo at the end of the night pleaseeee hehe thank youu <3
A/N: when I say, the thought of being a babysitter for sarah and seeing joel weekly / daily had me barking at a wall… I love me a forbidden relationship wheeew! I hope this pleases you, anon, cause I would give a lung to fuck joel in a dingy bar bathroom lol. (thank u for the compliment, ur an angel!! <3)
Summary: You were in college, you babysat for Joel Miller’s daughter; you were a good girl who rarely went out drinking so imagine his surprise when he saw you dancing in a local student bar.
Characters: Joel Miller x babysitter!reader (f) Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), age gap (reader twenties, Joel in his 40s, it’s not explicitly stated but heavily implied. All characters are legal), alcohol consumption
Word Count: 2.9k
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You swayed your hips the music in the bar as your friends giggled about something that caught their attention nearby. You brought your drink up to your mouth and drank back the shot of alcohol your friend bought for you. 
“Fuck me.” You cursed and shook you head with disgust. “Never gets better or easier.” You gagged and quickly drank back your chaser of vodka and coke, at least that way the booze was disguised and sweet. 
“You’re just a lightweight through and through, babe.” You friend, Jennifer laughed and quickly knocked back another shot. 
You were out in your local bar celebrating the fact you guys had made it through your exams, and finally, you were free to party without the stresses of studying the next day with a hangover or even worse, trying to take a test when you were hungover. 
“Shut up,” you snorted and nudged her with your arm. 
She called in another round of shots for you and your friends that were out and you waved your hands in front of your face. 
“No more. Nope. I’m sticking to my vodka coke, none of that acid. Nope.” You said defiantly which cause your friends to laugh around you. 
That’s how you ended up here, in the middle of the bar and dancing on a table. You were wearing a button down silk shirt that was previously, neatly tucked into your black denim skirt. But no, not now. As your friends encouraged you to drink more, the lot of you riled each other and convinced one another to dance on the tabletops. To be honest, it wasn’t too uncommon in bars that were frequented by college majors and students. 
You had undone two bottons at the top of your shirt to show a hint of cleavage and the bottom section you had completely undone and tied up to create a skimpy crop top. You had pulled your skirt up and rolled the hem to tease the crowds that watched as you danced on the table. 
You threw your head back with a laugh, calling out a few cheers here and there as you swallowed back your drink and that’s when you saw him walk in, suddenly the alcohol seemed to hit all at once and you quickly stepped down from the table. 
Joel Miller, he lived a few doors down from you and you babysat his daughter, Sarah, frequently. As soon as Joel walked in with his brother, Tommy, whom you also recognised, Joel locked eyes with you and shot a smirk in your direction with a cocked eyebrow. 
What was he doing here? Where was Sarah and who was looking after her? Not like that was any of your business. Out of all the local places, he chose this bar? Why? It was mainly just college students that frequented this place aside from the old regulars who were bitter there bar had been taken over by rowdy youngsters. 
Your friend, Jen held her hand out to help you down from the table but the entire time your eyes were fixated from Joel, she looked over in that direction, caught who you were staring at and then she looked back at you with a shit-eating grin spread on her lips. 
“Holy fuck, that’s him, isn’t it?!” She squealed, pulling your eyes from him long enough to grab your attention. “He’s hot.” 
“Fuck. What’s he doing here?” You mumbled, glancing back over to him, his eyes were still on you and a smirk sat on his lips as he brought a drink up to his mouth. “And why’s he staring at me?! Fuck. It’s hot in here, I feel like I’m gonna pass out.” You rambled, shaking the thin fabric of your shirt, not that there was much material left covering you. 
“He’s staring cause he thinks you’re hot, duh. Which for the record, I would stare too. Look at you!” She giggled, slapping your ass and you pushed her hand off you with a laugh. “He wants to fuck you!” She enthused in your ear and you shook your head as you blushed at her crass words. 
“No way! I babysit his tween daughter. He’s probably just amused cause I’m normally a goody goody, like jeans and jumpers and being polite and well-mannered… you know not…” you gestured to your outfit. 
“A total slut?” Jen offered up teasingly. 
“Yeah yeah. I’m a massive whore, whatever. What shall I do?” You asked quietly, feeling nervous as you felt his eyes boring into the back of your skull. 
“Give him a show; how long have you been saying your think he’s super hot?! I specifically remember being in this bar, not too long ago and you were drunk and crying and trying to message him to tell him how you feel.” Jen recalled and you cringed, you had just broken up with a somewhat serious boyfriend and you had a major crush on Joel, you still do but in your drunken and sad state you tried to message him to tell him. Luckily Jen had taken your phone away from you that night. 
“Oh god, don’t remind me.” You whined. “Okay, fine, come and dance with me? I wanna see if he watches.” You giggled and with that, Jen lead you to the small dance floor in the bar. 
The lights were low but every so often, one of the brightly coloured spotlights would catch your features. You danced with your friend, facing one another, you swayed your hips seductively as she held you close and you kept your eyes locked on Joel’s the entire time. He hadn’t taken his gaze from yours from the moment he walked in, not even to talk to Tommy. As they spoke you could sense the distraction from a distance away. 
You kept up this game the entire evening, only stopping to occasionally get another drink or disappear to use the restroom. Joel watched you closely and he would be lying if he didn’t admit he wanted you, so badly. From the moment he walked in and saw you dancing the way you were, he wanted you. It was a stark contrast to the girl who babysat his daughter; the polite college student who called him ‘Mr. Miller’ and helped around his house if he worked late, just so it made things easier for him. 
Joel adjusted himself in his jeans for what like the hundredth time that night and he gave his brother a quick hug before the younger male left the bar. He should go home, go and relieve Maria, Tommy’s wife, of babysitting duties for the night but Tommy insisted it was fine and he could pick up Sarah tomorrow morning. He sipped his whiskey and continued to watch the way your body swayed to the music, his eyes followed up your legs hungrily and he wanted to pull that impossibly short skirt up further and bury himself deep in you. It took everything within him to not groan aloud as you dropped to the floor in a low squat and bounced before bringing your body back up and shaking your ass. 
Your friend’s around you giggled as you did it and they slapped at your ass playfully. You laughed and turned to face Joel again, swaying your behind onto the lap of one of your friend’s. It was fairly normal for you to dance like that with your best friend’s but they all knew tonight there was an ulterior motive, you were just doing anything to drive the older male insane. 
You locked eyes with Joel and let your hands stroke up your body; from the hem of your shortened skirt, up, up, and up until they landed on your breasts. You danced filthily and gave them a small squeeze before your fingers landed in your hair and you ruffled it with your eyes closed. You knew you had caught the attention of quite a few men that night and you didn’t care, all you wanted was Joel’s gaze. And you had it. 
That was it, Joel had enough. Enough of this cat and mouse game where your eyes chased each other hungrily and the male’s gaze practically undressed you in the middle of the bar. He closed the space between you and soon, he was stood in front of you and was hovering over your smaller frame. 
You smiled sheepishly. “Oh! Hi Mr. Miller, didn’t see you there.” You lied with a giggle. 
Jen had walked away, dragging your friend’s with her, leaving you alone as soon as Joel approached, she stood by the bar and gossiped with your closest friends.
“Not polite to lie, darlin’.” Joel’s Southern drawl only more apparent now he had a few drinks in his system. “I’ve seen the way you’ve been eye-fucking me all night. Moving that little body of yours in such a filthy way.” He groaned lowly and glanced down to his crotch. 
You couldn’t help the way a smile spread across your lips, your gaze followed Joel’s and there it was, it was dark in the bar but even you couldn’t deny the way his hard member showed in jeans. You couldn’t quite believe you had that effect on the older male. 
“Yeah well, maybe you shouldn’t be such a perv. I’ve just been dancing with my friends.” You laughed, reaching up on tiptoes to speak into the male’s ear as the music boomed around you. 
“Oh is that so? So you grabbing your breasts in front of everyone… that’s what you normally get up to?” Joel asked lowly, his eyebrow raised in suspicion. 
You replied with a smug smile and a simple shrug. Joel’s body thrummed with jealousy and he pulled you closer by gripping your hips. 
“If you were mine, I would take you home and punish you so hard that every-time you sat down, you would think about my cock filling you up and my hand spanking your ass.” He growled into your ear and your body shuddered helplessly against him. Dancing for Joel all evening had definitely riled you up but now, with his fingers digging into the skin of your hips and his lips brushing against your ear with filthy words, you felt yourself get wetter. 
“Joel—“ you whispered, a little more breathless than you originally anticipated. “I want you. So bad. I’ve wanted you since the first time we met.” You admitted, the alcohol making your lips a little looser than preferred. 
“I’m going to go out to the bathrooms, meet me there in two minutes so it doesn’t look so obvious.” He said into your ear before pressing a chaste kiss to your cheek. 
Joel left and you stood there dumbfounded and a little shaky, Jen came running over squealing drunkenly. 
“What. The. Fuck!” She yelled above the music and you had to ground yourself for a moment. 
“Fuck,” you breathed and placed a flat hand to your chest to calm down the hammering of your heart. “He uh, he wants to meet in the bathroom. I can’t fuck him in the bathroom!” You whined ludicrously. “That’s cheap and gross, right?!” You questioned, debating what to do. 
“Girl, we’ve all been there.” Jen shrugged as you looked at her in shook. “Fine, not all of us but, I mean, I would go for it. When are you gonna get another chance to literally fuck the guy of your dreams!” She encouraged and that’s all you needed. 
She gave you a final hug and watched you wander off out back to the bathrooms, you glanced back at her once and raised your middle finger in her direction as you saw her dry humping the air and moaning. 
You laughed as you entered the bathroom area, just like the rest of the bar, the lights were dimmed and the music still boomed loudly throughout, only now it was mainly the bass that remained. Your head span as you gently pushed each door until, gotcha. Joel was stood in the stall, waiting for you, he pulled you in by your arm and just as you were in, he pushed you up against the stall door and locked it shut. 
The kiss that he placed to your lips was messy and far from romantic but you could feel the unspoken words of want and lust, he held your hips and brought your legs around his waist to he could hold the weight of your body against the bathroom stall. 
You moaned softly as you were lifted, Joel manoeuvred your body with such ease it made you gasp under him. Your fingers locked around the back of Joel’s neck as you kissed; you’re breathed in his scent from his heady, woody cologne to the vague taste of cigarette smoke and whiskey on his breath. 
“We gotta be quick otherwise people will get suspicious.” Joel groaned frustratedly knowing he couldn’t have his full way you. 
You nodded and with that, Joel was holding you up with one arm as his free hand went down to unbuckle his jeans and belt so he could free his hard length. Joel’s strength didn’t waiver for a second as he freed his cock, he hissed as the cool air hit his damp tip and with that he was pulling your panties to the side and pressing the head of his length into you. 
You whimpered weakly as he pushed into you, inch by inch, your back arched off the bathroom stall’s door and you clumsily fumbled with the buttons of your shirt, you undid it fully to reveal the black lacy material of your bralet. It was sheer and your hardened nipples showed through the material, it made Joel’s mouth water and he bucked up into you with fervour. 
A moan fell from your lips as he fucked up into, you felt cheap and dirty but it only made the whole experience hotter. Joel clamped a hand over your mouth and looked into your fearful eyes. 
“You gotta be quiet for me, baby. Can’t have anyone come in here and hear us fuckin’.” He growled lowly into your ear and you nodded under him. “I’m gonna put you down, you face the door and stick that ass out for me to take.” He whispered and released your body from his grip, you took your position as instructed.
You felt Joel’s body behind you, he kicked your feet apart with his own and slammed your hips back to meet his cock. You bit on your lip to stop the moan that so badly wanted to escape. Joel held your hips tightly, your panties still bunched up to the sides and he fucked into your feverishly. The bar’s music echoed louder as someone entered the restroom and panic rose in your body, Joel brought a hand around to your mouth and shoved two fingers into your parted lips. You sucked on his digits to keep the sounds of arousal at bay and Joel breathily groaned lowly as you did so. 
When the person left shortly after, he removed his fingers from your mouth and brought them down to circle your clit quickly. You gasped in a deep breath and your eyes snapped shut. 
“G-going to, fuck, Joel.” You whined quietly not even being able to release the words from your mouth. 
“Shhh, I know. That’s it, cum.” He hushed and snapped his hips forward roughly. 
That was all the confirmation you needed and you were cumming around Joel’s length with shaky breaths, your fingers clenched against the bathroom stall door as you searched for leverage to keep yourself up right as Joel worked you through your orgasm. 
When he was sure you had finished, he was pulling out of you and spinning you around, your vagina clenched around air with a low whine and he smirked at you. 
“Wanna cum in these little panties.” Joel stated and you nodded eagerly. “Wanna see you back out there with my seed soaking into them for the rest of the night.”
Your skirt was hitched up around your stomach and Joel snatched your panties down so he could catch a better look at them. 
He took your hand and wrapped it tightly around his cock; you soon got the idea and stroked it enthusiastically. Joel breathed deeply as you worked him to his orgasm and soon, he was spilling his seed over your pussy and the dark fabric of your panties. It was such a stark contrast, his white cum and your black panties. This was by far, the filthiest thing you had done. 
Your name fell off Joel’s lips breathily as his cock twitched with the finally remnants of his orgasm and he kissed you quickly. You simply smiled at the man and pulled up your completely wrecked panties with a small shudder. 
“You still okay to look after Sarah next Thursday evening? No wild parties planned?” He asked teasingly and you giggled with a shake of your head. 
“No Mr. Miller, no parties planned at all.” You said sweetly, a complete opposite to your actions from mere minutes ago. 
“Good girl. I’ll see you then, and once Sarah has gone to bed, maybe I could give you a little extra payment for being so good.” Joel winked, he kissed your cheek and with that, he left the bathroom stall and the bar completely. 
You gave it a few minutes before you reappeared again. You checked your appearance in the mirror after you adjusted your skirt and shirt. Your hair was messy and your cheeks had a pink dusting on them. You looked fucked in all sense of the word and you knew it would be obvious to most people, not that you overly cared. 
Jen clocked you as soon as you came out of the bathroom, you shot her a wink and blew her a kiss as you collected your bag and headed home. You needed to clean up, rest and crash for the night. Joel Miller had wrecked you and you didn’t care for a second, in fact, you were thrilled about it.
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ltwharfy · 5 months
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One of my favorite "Bob's Burgers" recurring characters is Jen the babysitter and I loved her appearance in "The Pickelorette"! Apparently, Jen teaches night school occasionally?! It looked like algebra or geometry (decades since I've taken either and I try not to think about them). I love that Jen who doesn't know the meaning of "bath time" knows something well enough that she can teach it at some level.
How old is Jen? What is her highest level of education? What, generally speaking, is her deal? I don't know, but I genuinely enjoy every little detail we get about her!
Jen the babysitter: a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in an ice cream truck that belongs to her hot cousin Dave.
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Date With Destiny
For @strangerthngs4life Happy Birthday!
Tina's Halloween Party, 1986
Tina’s living room was stuffed, again. She was dancing on the dining room table with Chrissy Cunningham of all people, dressed like 2/3 of Charlie’s angels, while Carol smirked up at them, her own angel’s wings rakishly askew.
Billy did his best not to roll his eyes at the girl looking up at him with stars in her eyes, “So, what’s college like?”
“It’s just a community college. But it’s cheaper than state,” Billy shrugged.
“Okay, but is it true that you’re roommates with King Steve?” She was a little wasted looking, just on the edge. He tried to look around for her friend, but they were nowhere to be found.
He wanted to scoff. No one actually calls him King Steve anymore. That can’t be real.
"He’s roommates with me,” Billy shot her a grin.
She ran a hand along Billy’s abs, “Wanna get away somewhere.”
Billy caught a glimpse of a certain brunette coiff bobbing over the dance floor, “I gotta go, but do you know anyone who could take you home?”
She looks around like she’s waking up from a dream, “Uhm… you?”
“Sorry, sweetheart. I got some plans later,” Billy chuckled, licking along his lower lip like he was really regretting it, “You want me to drop you with your friend?”
She glanced around and then leaned up, whispering in his ear.
“I wanna go home with Chance Rojas,” She ended on a little giggle.
He just smiled. He always liked a crafty girl.
“Who doesn’t?”
She blinked up at him, but her confusion disappeared when he gestured over to Chance.
“What’s up, Hargrove. Surprised to see you here,” He was almost as good looking as Harrington. But there was no fire though, he was mild all the way through. Just another reason he was fine dropping off Jenny with Chance. Not a rotten bone in his body.
“Jen had too much to drink, and I got a date with destiny,” Billy carefully handed Jenny over, getting a mouthful of cat ear headband when she suddenly started acting a lot sillier than he had a second ago.
“Destiny?” Chance’s brow furrowed, but he handled Jenny really carefully, “Someone from college?”
Billy shrugged, “Yeah, sure. See that she gets home safe, k?”
“Yeah, ‘course,” Chance nodded.
Once he was pretty sure Jenny wasn’t about to do a comedy prat fall, he headed off towards the dance floor.
Harrington was leaned up against a wall, bobbing his head to fucking Belinda Carlisle. He was trying his hair a little longer for 1986, bangs curling over his forehead.
Billy walked right up to him and pulled out a cigarette, ignoring the Samantha Foxx wannabe who was trying to pull Harrington further onto the dance floor.
“No sailor’s hat?” Billy asked with a smirk, puffing out a plume of smoke.
Steve smirked right back, fake blood cracking on his upper lip, “I don’t recycle costumes, unlike a certain someone I know.”
Billy ran a hand over his bare abs, fingering the edges of his mottled Starcourt scar, “I don’t know what you mean. Not a Conan fan, Harrington?”
Harrington ran a hand through his hair, with his only free hand.
"Your little babysitters club help you with that?” Billy tipped his chin towards the fake chainsaw covering Harrington’s right hand. What a dork. Looked hot though, shirt all ripped up. But he wasn't showing enough skin for Billy.
Harrington shrugged, “Maybe.”
“Looks good.”
Harrington huffed, “What do you want, Hargrove?”
“Nothin’. Can’t a guy say hello to his roommate without getting the third degree?”
Harrington pouted, his pretty pink lips pulling down, “Hello. Goodbye.”
Billy leaned in close to the girl, “You sure you wanna stay with Mr. Personality over here?”
She glanced between them, “Uhm…”
“You know what they say. Blondes have more fun,” Billy gave her a slow once over, barely registering her costume.
“I’m good, thanks,” She tossed her pretty permed head.
Billy shrugged, “See ya at school. Harrington.”
“Yeah,” Steve shook his head, “Whatever, man.”
Billy made his rounds, pretending he didn’t see the unmistakable silhouette of Jason Carver climbing into the back of Eddie Munson’s weed van as he sped off into the night.
He was supposed to pick up Max from some party at Harrington’s little nerd shadow’s house in about two hours. Master of Puppets was turned as high as he could go as he burned rubber through this tiny shithole of a town. He still hated it. Well, maybe not as much now as when he had to live there full time. He shook his head, yanking off his stupid headband and flinging it into the back.
Harrington didn’t appreciate how much work it was to look this good. He should have dressed like George Michael, then maybe he’d have gotten Harrington’s attention.
He sped off to the quarry, cranking up the heat so that he didn’t freeze his nipples off, and parked.
It was only a few minute’s wait before a deep burgundy car pulled in next to him. Harrington waited at the passenger’s door, finally pounding on the window.
“Let me in, asshole, I’m freezing my dick off out here.”
Billy leaned over and grinned at him, finally opening the door.
“Jesus,” Harrington sniffled, curling into the passengers sear and running a hand through his hair, “Heard you had a date with some chick called Destiny?”
Billy stuck his tongue out, “You like your new nickname?”
“I hate sneaking around, I thought we were fucking done with this,” Harrington huffed.
“We are. It’s just one weekend, babe,” Billy shrugged, “If my dad thinks I’m being a dirty queer, I won’t be able to see Max again.”
“I know, I just…” Harrington huffed.
“I know it sucks, but tomorrow we’ll be back home. Thank you for pretending for just a little bit. I love you,” Billy reached over and took Steve’s hand, “You’re my destiny.”
He meant to toss it off like a joke but it came out embarrassingly sincere.
Lucky for him he’s dating a total sap.
“You’re my destiny too, Bils,” Harrington’s pretty, pink lips are slightly parted, perfect for kissing.
Somewhere, blocks away, the teens were still dancing. Max was rolling dice or playing Sorry or whatever passed for a party with her nerds.
Billy tugged Harrington closer, chuckling as he tugged on the leather belts that had been rigged across his chest.
“Next year, you gotta be shirtless too,” Billy grinned, “Give this one pony town a show.”
Harrington groaned, “No, I think I’ll leave that to you.”
Billy ghosted his lips over Steve’s, still thanking God. Harrington wasn’t his roommate, or his rival. He really did feel like his destiny, like every sorry, broken lego of his life slotting into the right place when he was around Steve.
Harrington kissed every time like it was his first and his last, clingy and desperate, hands cupping Billy’s jaw. He kissed like nothing could tear them apart. And Billy would make damn sure nothing ever would.
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