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HOW TO SURVIVE SENIOR YEAR ☆
ERIC SOHN x reader 𝜗𝜚𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ𐀔
˗ˏˋ description:ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭ : a chaotic how to guide on surviving high school with an 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 crush on the skater boy with the locker next to urs.
˗ˏˋ genre: ˎˊ˗જ⁀➴ৎ୭: pretty much chaos & fluff !
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ word count: ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: 5.4k+
⋆ ˚｡⋆୨ ʚ dt : ɞ ୧⋆ ˚｡⋆: for bar! @sohnric sorry it’s so late ! ! yk, e v e r y t h i n g that’s been going on & i’m sure you don’t mind! merry late c h r i s t m a s i <3 u very much, i tried to incorporate everything for you… i think these prompts definitely reached the right person!! ৎ୭… so for my bar ! ! …..
# FRIDAY 21ST SEPTEMBER 1996
# MORNING! 🌥️
The unbearable series of screeching from the school bell, cued the sound of wheels scraping against the pavement outside. A pair of blue cargo jeans complimenting a classic pair of red jordan’s glued themselves to a skateboard as it began flipping and jumping curbs. The wire of a walkman dangling, the flimsy headphones leaking sounds of a noisy guitar through the hallway of the school.
“Eric Sohn. No skating in the corridor and you’re late to class.” A nerdy-looking hallway monitor approached the skateboard wielding boy, holding out some form of citation for Eric to sign with a wavering hand.
“I’m not signing that.” He laughed, snatching the sheet making sure to crumple it into a tight ball before throwing it behind him. “You didn’t see me. Thank me later.”
The hall monitor, whose name tag read ‘Younghoon’ looked down with eyeballs bulging from his skull at the cigarette in his palm, tears pricking his waterline. Eric continued to skate the corridors to his homeroom, biting into an apple with that jaw of his that had to have been sharpened by the gods-
at least…. that’s what you saw….
Eric was a childhood crush of yours, considering you two lived on the same street growing up and you still vividly remember the heart eyes that pumped from your skull when you watched him play basketball on his driveway from your windowsill every night after school. Everything he did was enchanting, he made the simplest things look hot and his charm was next level too.
As for what Kevin sat next to you was seeing: just some dude burping and blowing it into his friends face afterwards.
In your sick love fantasy, you still thought he was the funniest most angelic man to first stick his feet in the soil of the earth.
“If you wanna survive senior year, you need to stop staring at him like that. it’s gross and it’ll leave you the minute it gets heart eyes for anything else. How many times can we have this conversation?” Kevin laughed and scribbled down, ‘1. NO F**K BOYS (especially Eric Sohn)’ in bright red ink at the top of your page.
“So!” Your homeroom teacher waltzed into the room with a wide grin glowing from cheek to cheek. “The class of 96’ how do you feel?! Your time at this school is almost over! Some of us are setting good examples, sat in our actual chairs and not the table Mr. Sohn?”
You giggled as Eric turned with a sigh, crossing his arms and sinking into his seat, secretly you hoped he would catch eyes with you just for a second and share a smile. However, the boy just put his headphones back on and slammed his head on the wooden desk as if he were to fall asleep.
You looked down at the diary where,
“ 1. NO F**K BOYS ”
had been written so passionately by Kevin and thought, if you’re gonna make senior rules, you should at least make the best high school ‘how to’ guide the world has ever seen.
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The entire school day, word had gotten about ‘Kyu’s first party of the semester’ renowned for his crazy mansion of a house, and parents that were home a concerningly small amount of the time. Happening tonight, you hadn’t even thought about what you were gonna wear yet, or the fact that Kyu himself was Eric’s bestfriend.
Eric had a rather large friend circle of boys in your year, from Juyeon who was into sports to Jacob who was a bit of a music nerd and closer to Kevin if anything. Despite this, neither you or Kevin had received an invite to Kyu’s house for later that day.
# LUNCHTIME ! 🍛
Filling your metal tray and sitting next to Kevin on the end of one of the empty lunch hall tables, before you you could even begin biting in the panini you’d paid for, it was snatched out of your hand by...
“Sunwoo, that was my sandwich.” You groaned, looking at your empty plate and then back at him with a glare. “Do you not have your own food?”
“This looked nicer than my food, just have it back.” He shrugged dumping the half eaten sandwich back on your plate.
“Oh no it’s all yours.” You smiled sarcastically watching as he smiled and took the sandwich back in one animalistic gulp.
“So sorry about that y/n. Isn’t he just awful? I got you a new one.” Hyunjae, as if the entire scene was staged, sits beside you with his hand smoothly rested on his cheek. He pushed a new sandwich in front of you with a carton of orange juice sat at the top of the tray.
You rolled your eyes before you almost tripped over your comically untied laces (how did both of them end up that way?) You flew backwards only to be caught by Hyunjae, once again returning to his cringey script.
“Falling for me, I see?” He smirked lifting you back to your feet as you sat down to retie your laces that had been undone by someone at some point in time.
“Is this just going to happen every lunchtime?” You cocked an eyebrow with a huff, tying bunny ears in your converse and briefly looking back up to the boy.
“Of course, however each time it just gets more creative.” He smiled confidently, you were unaware that these were romantic gestures since Hyunjae made it seem like one big joke with his extravagant concepts.
“Please make it stop.” You rolled your eyes and tucked into the new sandwich, Kevin laughing to himself. You began to zone out as you noticed Eric from across the canteen, sat on the table skateboard propped up and talking to his friends. He looked at you momentarily with a smile before you were interrupted by Hyunjae waving his hand in front of your face.
“Are you guys coming to kyu’s?” Hyunjae asked, biting into his own.
“No. We’re not cool enough.” Kevin began to fake cry, wiping invisible tears and squealing in a high pitched whine.
“He said anyone can come, of course you guys are invited. When has he ever asked anyone?” Sunwoo added punching Kevin the back lightly and taking a seat at the table. “Just show up.”
As lunch ended, you found yourself digging through your locker for the biology notes you’d written the other day. However as you dug through your shelf you just couldn’t find them.
“What you looking for?” A deep voice alarmed you, looking up to see Eric Sohn throwing his jacket in the locker that belonged to him next to yours.
“Oh. Uhm.” You stuttered for a moment, wondering if your eyes and ears were telling you the truth. “Just some notes for biology, we have a test coming up.”
“Oh yeah, you can borrow mine for now. Just slot them back in my locker on Monday.” Eric passed you a few pieces of A4 with neatly printed notes, the cigarette resting on his lips bobbing as he spoke.
“Thanks, that’s uh, really kind of you.” You smiled as he shook his head nonchalantly.
“It’s nothing, don’t stress.” He added before breezing past you to the exit of the school with a confident stride in his steps, his skateboard under his arms.
# EVENING 🌌 :📍Y/N’s HOUSE
“Okay so what are you wearing?” Kevin asked turning around in his sequin shirt and jeans, complimenting his outfit with a crossbody bag and sunglasses.
“Uhm. Not sure yet. Might go for baggy jeans and a sequin top too.. I have a lot.” You showed Kevin the options, watching as he scratched his chin and looked between them.
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“Gorgeous!” Kevin smiled, fixing you a few necklaces of his behind your neck. You smiled and looked in the mirror briefly before setting off down the block.
The house pulsated the entire street as guests spilled in the front door to the infectious rhythm playing at max volume from the many speakers around the house. A kaleidoscope of vibrant lights drowned the space, as drinks circulated everyone from the kitchen.
House parties tended to be like some sort of cringe trashy and incomprehensible version of a homecoming dance for adults that you couldn’t seem to understand. Sure they were fun but, high school students embarrassing themselves sure wasn’t.
“Hey Kevin.” A very drunk Ji Changmin sauntered over to us at the entrance, “Who’s the plus one?”
As Changmin looked over with his devilish glare, apart of you started to get nervous. As if you were mixing with the wrong crowd, a gentle flip in your stomach warned you, something was about to go incredibly wrong.
“Hi, I’m y/n.” You introduced yourself with a smile, as he passed you a beer from the many in his arms.
There was one thing that would determine whether someone would survive senior year: alcohol.
“2. PARTIES = STATUS”
Probably one of the most screwed survival tips, but unfortunately for teenagers who were just short of legal age a sip of liquor was enough to emphasise them as ‘cool’. Even if drinking is not your thing, the general consensus of being popular in senior year was to attend parties, host them and make lethal mistakes whilst there.
Throughout the night, you and Kevin found yourselves bouncing from group to group eventually watching Sangyeon and Juyeon play the most intense game of cup pong ever played in the competitive sports world.
♫ ANOTHER NIGHT - REAL MCCOY playing from speakers ♫
“Do you wanna take this one?” Sangyeon asked, holding the ping pong ball in front of you with a raised eyebrow.
“Me?” You asked laughing from the sidelines as he nodded, standing up properly you walked towards the table where most eyes were fixed on the table.
You’d gotten the grips of how to play, grasping the ball with a nervous clench before watching as Juyeon stared down the table with a sly smirk, his arms folded over his white tank top.
Bouncing off the table the ball hit the top of the few cups cups before landing in the fourth, making Juyeon’s total three. The crowd watching laughed as Juyeon threw his head back in defeat, taking the cup and gulping down its contents.
“Taking advantage of beginners luck is dirty play.” Juyeon shook his head at Sangyeon who laughed knowingly. “Whatever. If I land this you’re drinking this.”
Sure enough, as Juyeon bounced the ball across the table it landed in one of the two cups left leaving one. You’d hoped he’d missed not wanting to get to drunk around a group of people you’d never met. Nevertheless you took the cup and necked it’s contents, with a cheering crowd. Juyeon eventually won against Sangyeon, seeing the close of world’s most competitive game of cup pong.
A few drinks through the night, your brain chemistry had already began buzzing and the socialite in you stepped out of hiding, as you spoke to almost everyone you encountered. Hearing commotion from the living room, you dragged Kevin to investigate.
The room buzzed with anticipation as people gathered in a circle, forming a tight-knit group. Nervous giggles filled the air, drowned out by the music playing in the background. Sunwoo placed a bottle in the center of the circle, ready to determine the first pair of an early game of ‘spin the bottle’.
With a flick of his wrist, the bottle spun, its rotation echoing the excitement in the room. Hearts raced as it slowed down, pointing towards its chosen target. The room held its breath as the Sunwoo locked eyes with a girl he’d had a crush on for most of his childhood, their cheeks flushing bright pink as he made eye contact. With a playful smile, Sunwoo picked out one of the ‘fates’ written in the hat, revealing the crumpled paper to the crowd.
“Kiss.” He laughed nervously, smiling as she was, the circle squealed in anticipation. He leaned in to give her peck which raised a “booo” from the crowd at the underwhelming gesture.
“Y/N JOIN IN.” Hyunjae yelled from the group, causing the circle to laugh at how pathetic he was. You jokingly stepped behind Kevin to hide as “Join” began to be chanted in the room, persuading you to sit down in a gap made by Hyunjae and Haknyeon.
You took the bottle and spun it, the booze causing nerves to disappear. As the bottle began to slow down, Hyunjae grabbed the glass pointing it towards him - no one protesting considering this was his life long goal.
You sighed, hoping the paper in the hat wouldn’t do you dirty in this situation, looking up you noticed a familiar figure. Eric’s eyes stared down at you, stood from the other side of the circle, rested against the mantlepiece in his tank top and baggy jeans - a bottle of beer gripped loosely in his hands.
All of a sudden, your hands began to shake in adrenaline, Hyunjae’s eyes wavering as he noticed the way you looked up at the other boy. You began to unfold one of the pieces of paper from the hat, “7 minutes in heaven” you could have screamed. This was truly a worst case scenario, as the circle cheered and Sunwoo ushered the two of you to the bathroom.
Hyunjae locked the door with a sigh, sitting both legs in the bathtub and taking a lengthy swig of his beer in a saddened manner.
“Are you not going to do anything?” You asked curiously, folding your arms and taking a seat on the toilet cover.
“No.”He sighed, resting the bottle on the side and turning to look at you with an inquisitive stare, his eyebrows furrowing as if they contemplating internal questions.
“Why not?” You asked further, leaning forward as Hyunjae’s confident demeanour seemed to have suspiciously faltered.
“I see the way you look at him.” He suddenly spat, as if something within him snapped. “You’ll never give it up will you. Everyday, I do something to make you laugh, smile and show you someone cares. Yet… Every time I try, you’re still staring at that motherfucker who wants nothing to do with you.”
“Sorry?” You asked almost confused, the outburst seemingly unnecessary as he went to speak again but was interrupted by an ominous banging at the door.
“I get you guys are probably exchanging cooties in there, but I need to shit.” The sweet sound of Haknyeon’s charming voice and vocabulary echoed through the bathroom causing you to hold back a laugh in the situation.
“Listen y/n. I need to ask a favor.” Hyunjae proposed, stopping you from reaching for the handle of the door. “My parents have been bugging me about having a girlfriend, since my brother has one now and they’re telling me I’m a good for nothing man who will never be able to commit to someone. Which is kind of true. But will you pretend to be my girlfriend to get them off my back?”
“Will I? Hmmm….” You pretend to think for a second before retorting with a loud. “NO.”
“Please. I’ll help you get him, I’ll do everything I can to help you win Eric over. I’m one of his bestfriends.” Hyunjae’s eyes glistened in genuine sparkle, an expression you’d only come across once or twice in your life.
“I’ll think about it. But for now, it’s not a yes or a no.” You closed the conversation, head spinning as you opened the door, Haknyeon spilling into the bathroom and beelining straight for the toilet.
“3. DONT PRETEND TO BE SOMEONE’s GIRLFRIEND WHILST YOUR TRYING TO GET THE ATTENTION OF THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE.”
Oddly specific rule, however as you proceeded down the stairs it seemed you wouldn’t have to convince people you were dating - their dirty minds had already assumed what had happened in that bathroom.
“You’re on.” You looked back at Hyunjae with a smile before linking arms with Kevin to leave, the party only dying down in the early hours of the morning.
# SATURDAY 22ND SEPTEMBER 1996
# MORNING 🌥️
The gentle rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, birds began chirping outside, and the comforting aroma of breakfast drifted from the kitchen. Your eyes stuck together and your head booming with music from the night before, on the floor Kevin was sprawled emitting gentle snores.
The sound of a car horn outside, immediately brought you to your senses, with your fingers your gently moved the curtain to see Hyunjae leant against his car.
“Your dating Hyunjae?” Kevin asked, giving you the fright of your life as he appeared over your shoulder.
“No.” You immediately refuted, getting shivers from the sickly idea of having to date such a inferior choice of male.
“So why’s he here?” Kevin asked with a sarcastic voice, laughing at the stupidity of the scene.
“We’re dating but like just so his family gets off his back.” You sighed, standing up out of bed and beginning to make yourself look more presentable.
“You’re FAKE dating, Hyunjae?” Kevin’s jaw dropped even more than it already was if that was even possible. “That isn’t gonna look good to lover boy now is it?”
“Listen, he’s helping me get him. He’s on the inner circle, if I have a chance of getting Eric this is it.” You sighed taking your clothes to change in your arms.
“I’m calling Jacob.” Kevin suddenly added, pulling out his nokia with its antenna.
“Don’t you dare he said don’t call unless it’s emergencies, he’s in exam mode.” You recalled, knowing Jacob is practically unreachable during exam season.
“This is an emergency.” Kevin emphasised each word with a sarcastic edge.
“It’s not and if you call him, I’ll make your life so difficult.” You pointed at the boy with a warning finger before walking out to meet Hyunjae in front of his car.
♫ ALL THE SMALL THINGS - BLINK 182 playing from the car radio ♫
“Hey.” You smiled, climbing into the passenger seat of his car, the soft top rolled down so the breeze would eventually leave you wind swept. “Where we heading?”
“Bowling with my parents.” Hyunjae grumbled, more than happy you were in his car but visibly stressed with the entire situation.
“Is this all I have to do and I’m not your girlfriend anymore?” You suggested, leaning your head on the side of the car and letting the wind catch your face.
“Should be. Then I’ll tell you all about him.” Hyunjae chuckled, one hand on the steering wheel and another raking through his hair.
The bowling alley downtown was lively, decorated with neon lights and the sound of crashing pins. The smell of hot dogs and nachos wavering faintly in the air. The lanes are filled with laughter and ‘friendly’ competition.
Hyunjae swiftly introduced you to his mother and father, who looked you up and down before sending him an impressed smile.
“I’ll have to warn you dear y/n, they both get a bit competitive.” Hyunjae’s mother smiled as Hyunjae age his dad began squaring up to each other in the lane.
Whilst you were putting on your shoes, you felt a pair of eyes on you from somewhere unable to tell where.
“Hey y/n!” A familiar cheerful voice greeted you, looking up shell shocked you saw Eric, dressed in his work uniform with a lollipop. You felt your heart shatter, Hyunjae had to know he worked here, he set you up, but why?
Eric looked gorgeous in uniform you had to say, his pinstriped shirt and jeans complimented by the blue cap. However, you had bigger issues.
“You on a date with Hyunjae?” He asked, polishing a pair of shoes behind the counter next to you, happening to notice how pretty his hands were. “You look pretty, he’s a lucky guy.”
What did he say?
“Oh Eric! You met my girlfriend! This is y/n!” Hyunjae wrapped an arm around you with a condescending smile, for you everything felt as if it had frozen in time.
Eric swivelled the lollipop in his mouth for a moment, observing the look of shock you’d tried to conceal with a smile on your face and chuckled to himself.
“Landed a nice one there haven’t you buddy?” Eric almost began to patronise his bestfriend, a look of suspicious nature hidden in his big smile like a cheshire cat.
“I’m just going to go to the bathroom.” You giggled before excusing yourself to the toilets across the arena with a nervous pace.
“Well that backfired.” A voice sounded, someone pulling you back from one of the booths in the canteen. Kevin and Jacob sat like spies with sunglasses tuxedos and newspapers had been watching the entire time.
“He set me up.” You sighed putting your hands in your head. “I know he’s jealous of him but i didn’t think he’d go this far.”
“It’s Hyunjae. This is probably hilarious content to him.” Kevin rolled his eyes as Jacob nodded along, them both peering around the corner to watch the scene unfold.
“Y/n have you ever considered that Eric might like you?” Jacob asked taking his sunglasses off to look at you properly before you answered.
“He definitely doesn’t like me like that, maybe as a friend?” You suggested, twiddling your thumbs together over the wooden surface.
“Well he doesn’t seem to like the entire you and Hyunjae thing.” He added looking back over to the icy conversation between the two boys at the check in desk - Hyunjae’s parents stepping in to tell him they were ready to play.
“How can you tell?” You furrowed your brows in confusion, waiting for the reply as he began to speak.
“Duck! He’s coming.” Kevin quickly hid you under table covering you with his jacket as they both got back to their newspapers.
“Kevin?” The sound of Hyunjae’s voice from above the surface startled. “You seen y/n anywhere?”
“No? I saw her come in with you.” Kevin cleverly redirected the question allowing the boy to shrug and walk in a different direction looking for you.
“I told you these disguises wouldn’t work, we needed the moustaches.” Kevin hissed across the table to Jacob, the both of them having watched a few too many over the summer.
“Listen what do I do? Because I can’t tell Eric I’m fake dating Hyunjae because then he’d find out I was doing it because I have a stupid little thing for him!” You exclaimed, frustrated as you’d fell right in to Hyunjae’s trap.
“4. DON’T FALL FOR YOUR CRUSH’S BESTFRIENDS BLACKMAIL”
“I wouldn’t call it little. But hope things work out for you!” Jacob smiled angelically ignoring the pain shimmering in your eyes.
“Me too!” They began to gather their things ave scramble, about to take flight from the situation.
“Where are you guys going?” You asked panicked they were about to ditch you and leave the sticky situation.
“Getting you out of here.” Kevin replied taking your arm and sprinting out of the nearest exit - they may have set an alarm off for opening a fire door but oh well.
“5. DO HAVE FRIENDS THAT WILL GET YOU OUT OF SITUATIONS YOU CAUSED YOURSELF”
# MONDAY 24TH SEPTEMBER 1996
After hibernating in your bed for the rest of the weekend and 13 times Kevin had tried to ring the landline to check if you were okay. It was time to face them all at school and you could not think of anything worse.
“Oh my god. It’s aliveeee.” Kevin acts out a poor excuse of a Frankenstein impression as you laughed and breezed past him to your locker.
“If you see Hyunjae hide me.” You chuckled as he signed ‘rodger that’ with a salute and began rambling about the pasta he cooked for dinner the night before.
All of a sudden you were pushed into the locker, Kevin stood in front on you casually reading a book as Hyunjae walked by with a question mark above his head. He didn’t bother asking where you were, assuming if you weren’t with Kevin you weren’t there at all.
You eventually broke free of the hiding spot, fixing your hair and brushing down your clothes. The sound of wheels rolling down the corridor coming to a halt beside you.
“Were you?-” Eric was about to ask but refrained considering Kevin was signing ‘cut’ and ‘shush’ behind you flailing his arms around like a maniac.
“Here’s your notes.” You smiled, a touch of pink rising to your cheeks as your hand grazed his defined one, the notes you’d borrowed in pristine condition.
“Thanks, cutie.” He smiled, the nickname causing you to freeze up in your tracks, you knew he only said it out of courtesy or like the others that was ‘just his personality’ but it made your heart melt - as you watched him skate down the corridor, his biceps flexing to maintain balance.
You managed to survive your classes without being berated by Hyunjae or any of his friends, having to sadly eat lunch in a cubicle surely wasn’t a high moment of yours.
Soon the bell was sounding for the end of the day as students flocked out of the grounds excited for the school’s baseball match that evening.
“There she is!” You heard an annoyingly shrill voice yell from behind you, as you were about to cross the car lot. Behind you was Eric Hyunjae and Juyeon, walking in a line towards you whilst Eric was on his skateboard.
“Told you I saw her.” Eric laughed as you were clearly avoiding Hyunjae at all costs, you turned with a bitter smile as they got closer.
“You coming to Eric’s big game tonight?” Juyeon asked giving a friendly elbow to Eric, clearly nervous as it was the first big game of the season.
Eric looked at you with an ounce of hope, only to be quickly shot down, but you couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes sparkled at the idea.
“No she’s actually got a date with me.” Hyunjae answered for you with a snide tone, eyes flickering towards you.
“No,no. I think I’ll go.” You smiled, “I really like baseball.”
“I don’t wanna interrupt you guys.” Eric looked between you both with something suspicious lingering behind his eyes as he turned his baseball cap to the left.
“You’re not interrupting us! Perhaps this ‘date’ can be on the pitch.” You suggested looking at Hyunjae’s wide eyes, knowing his plan was falling to pieces but he couldn’t disagree, not in front of everyone.
“Cool.” Eric smiled smugly, “See you there.”
You watched as him and Juyeon walked to the pitch for pre-match practice. Not wanting to spare Hyunjae anymore time, you walked at lightning speed in the direction of your house, ignoring him yelling your name from behind you.
“Y/n give me a second.” Hyunjae caught up to you on the sidewalk, grabbing your arm to turn you around. “You don’t have to do this anymore, go get him. It’s clear you’ll always love him and I can’t change that. I’m sorry, I took it too far.”
Despite the fact you appreciated the apology it seemed as if it was a little to late, he’d already tried to bring everything crashing down between you and Eric and now he thinks the both of you are on a date at his game. You smiled at him and nodded, swiftly turning on your heels and rushing home.
# LET’S GO H A W K S, LET’S G O O O !!🏟️
The chanting of cheerleaders and commotion amongst the crowd sang from outside of the pitch, Kevin and Jacob having already bought snacks rushed to a bench with good sight of the pitch.
“I’m so excited for this, there’s literally no way we lose.” Kevin watched as your school team walked out on to the pitch, immediately spotting Eric and making smoochy faces at you.
You didn’t notice too much of Kevin’s torment, as you were captivated by the sight of him. Eric looked up at the bleachers as if he was scanning the crowd for someone in particular his eyes landed on you for a moment - or Kevin maybe even Jacob.
The game commenced, no home-runs were scored by the competition and our team was not looking to beat them either. Time was running out as the ball left the hand of the pitcher, Eric stood in formation waiting for the ball to reach him. He swung the bat behind him and hit the ball with astonishing force triggering a roar from the crowd. He made a run for it, it was a home-run, the winning home-run.
“Go get him girl.” Kevin said as the players began to leave the pitch, watching as you ran off immediately to find him.
You patiently waited outside the locker rooms for him, knowing the other players would be tossing him around and winding him up. He eventually emerged from the lockers, wet hair and a towel around his neck.
“Can I talk to you?” You asked as he caught eyes with you, confused to why you’d waited.
“Sure, where’s Jae?” He asked, following you as you began to walk to somewhere more private.
“I’ll explain all of that.” You sighed, looking back at the boy for a moment, feeling your heartbeat pause in time as the sunlight hit his skin.
You both made your way under the bleachers, Eric already making a joke about what happens underneath them before even getting there.
“Eric. I have to say this otherwise one day I’m going to implode.” You began, your heart facing the adrenaline kicking through your veins and it was as if a theme park was screaming in your stomach. “I like you.”
A silence sat amongst you, the conflict in his eyes bouncing back and forth making you increasingly apprehensive for what he was about to say.
“Y/n I can’t do this to Hyunjae. Listen I really like you but that’s my-” Eric tried to collect himself, holding on to the top of the bleachers with one arm and wiping his forehead with the other.
“Eric we’re not dating! I know you can see that.” You pleaded with him, watching as his gorgeous eyes twisted to confusion.
“You’re not?” He asked, more than confused.
“No…. I agreed to ‘fake’ date him to get his parents off his back and to get to know more about you. But.. he took it too far and I think he might’ve been jealous I liked you.” You admitted, chewing your bottom lip and looking anywhere but at the boy fresh off the pitch in his baseball uniform.
“I don’t know because what if you’re lying to me.” He suggested, you couldn’t get offended because what if you were?
“Eric you’ve known me since we were kids I wouldn’t lie to you, I wouldn’t get anything out of doing that.” You reassured him, watching him contemplate ideas in his head as if mini cogs were turning.
“Y/n I know I don’t show it, but I really was interested in you but Hyunjae I couldn’t hurt him. Do you mind if I?” He asked, pulling you closer to him with his back leant up against the metal beam behind him.
“Of course I don’t.” You smiled, your voice barely above a whisper as you watched that beautiful grin of his spread across his lips, his brown eyes sparkling down with the sunset peaking through the gaps of the rows.
He kissed you, so sweetly, so gently, holding your face with the palm of his hand and bringing your waist closer as your stomach flipped and your heart filled with love. As you parted he brought you into his arms, it was the warmest hug that just felt as if everything was right.
“Now that you’ve said it, it makes sense. I’ve never seen someone avoid their boyfriend so much until now.” He laughed thinking of the time you escaped the bowling alley with Kevin and Jacob and further went to extreme lengths to avoid him at school too.
You giggled in his arms, looking up to his face that smiled back down at you, gently moving in for another kiss.
“I think I won twice today.” Eric laughed, giddy with excitement the grin on his face practically beaming from ear to ear.
That’s how you sort of survived senior year.
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BBGG(bad boy good girl)/biker!Sunwoo x fem!reader SMUT
Tags: sunwoo smut, best friend!kevin, juyeon and q feature, Nicknames (good girl, baby, little princess, etc), SPIT IN MOUTH, P in V, DEGRADATION (calling you a whore), choking, sort of VERY ROUGH, unprotected, implied PAINAL
Porn with plot. Having freshly moved into the suburbs, you invite your neighbors for a Christmas party, being that they’re singles far away from family, too. You meet Sunwoo, and… sparks fly.
It’s not even really mentioned that sunwoo is such a bad boy... intro is long but it’s cozy holiday times!
w.c.: 4.7k
If you enjoy this please consider reading my other tbz fic, a juyeon smut
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The winters were getting dark and snow had begun to fall—you’d missed the first snows driving into town, and now, a week into the move, snow has become an annoying, filthy and incredibly proverbial thing that had lost its magic.
Your housemate, Kevin—and best friend who you’ve been rooming with since you moved out, but we don’t mention that—looks out the window, both hands clutching a warm mug of cocoa. “We should do something for Christmas,” he says. “Why did I go through designing the decorations of our amazing, spectacular, show-stopping, never-attempted-before Christmas tree, if we can’t have guests to show it to?”
“You said you design to please yourself, not others.”
“Well I take it back.” Kevin tuts as he looks outside at the window. “Let’s have a party.”
“You’re insane—”
“YOU BOUGHT ENOUGH CHAMPAGNE FOR 10 PEOPLE STOP HOGGING IT—”
So Kevin convinces you to go over to the neighbors and invite them for a neighborly new year’s party, held between new year’s and christmas, just for the hell of it, and also because he wants bitches to see his bitchin christmas tree. It’s ego issues, honestly.
Kevin could not convince you enough to invite more than one house, so you made a deal: he does the other houses, you go over to just the closest neighbors and then you go home. As you set off, both at the same time, you keep looking over your shoulder at Kevin, just to see how far along he was.
You arrive at the door of the house adjacent, a house entirely painted black. You knew that its garage was also a make-shift workshop, because you had seen many bikers with machine problems park there. They seemed to be a trusted mechanic too, because you saw the people were overly friendly—the neighborhood didn’t seem to like them, though, thinking they were an eyesore and a fright to their area, but that’s the more reason you rooted for the three boys that lived in the dark house.
After you’ve rung the bell, you wait. You wait, and you look over at Kevin, just to see he’d gone over two houses already. Seriously? Kevin’s ahead of you and the one house you gotta invite won’t even fucking open?
You kicked at the snow. “FUCK!” You’d thought no one would hear it, because the cold vacuum of the snowy town tricked you into thinking you were in space, but the door immediately opens, that cold, dead-jet-black door. A boy with white hair and a smile pops out. “Uh, hello?”
“Hi!” you say, blood rushing more and more to your face in the cold, and you felt the heat coming—maybe it’s from embarrassing yourself in front of these boys, actually—”I just moved into the other house—number 13?”
The boy at the door opens the door wider so his roommates could see you, and you take their appearances in: one guy, standing close to the door, had these catlike eyes that bore into your soul. He wanted to know what you wanted, too. And meanwhile, the guy farthest from you, with thick fluffy hair and thick lips, stood on the stairway and stared you down. The boys looked barely interested, or at least they feigned it, with the guy with the intense stare zeroing on you. The guy that opened the door, though, tried to smile at you.
“Um, we were thinking of having a new year’s party, later this week, on Sunday? It’d be really nice if you could come—if you don’t already have plans. I’m Y/n—”
“Changmin!” The guy holding the door open introduces himself. “That’s Juyeon and Sunwoo. Is that all? New Year’s party?”
“Y-yeah, and—it’s on the 29th,” you say. “Between Christmas and New Year’s, the perfect date, isn’t it?”
“That’s nice! That’s for inviting us,” says Changmin. “Is that all?”
Damn, they really wanted you out of their hair, huh? You just nod, absentmindedly—dissociating because it was the only thing going to save you now—”Uh-huh. Yeah. So, well, see ya!”
When you came home Kevin was still inviting every house in the neighborhood, going door to door. You wait patiently for him, listing all the things you were going to say to him. No one’s coming to the party, you stupid slut. There’s not even going to be a party. But when he comes back he looks too excited you didn’t want to burst his bubble.
“Easily done,” Kevin says, as he shakes snow off his boots. “Those guys in that house—one of them’s in law school. What are your guys like?”
You shrugged. “Weren’t very talkative. I doubt they’ll even show up.”
“I invited the house in front of ours, too, but there’s a whole, like, little toddler there and I don't think we can count them in,” Kevin says. “We’re not exactly a child-safe environment—”
You hit his arm. “Of course we are! This party won’t be rated more than PG13, for the champagne drinking.”
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“Is this what we’re really doing? Really?” You pull your velvet skirt down to cover the gap between your thighs and the skirt, but it just reveals more skin on your midriff. You and Kevin are in matching blue velvet.
“We’re matching velvet twins!” Kevin announces in joy. “Fuck. I’m getting static-zaps.”
“We look like the twins from the Shining.”
“You look killer,” Kevin reassures, trying to hype you up, but you simply rolled your eyes. “Kev… no one’s even going to show up.”
“Ah, but you’re waiting for no one to show up, so you get to keep all the liquor to yourself!” (It’s actually pathetic. He went and bought other kinds of booze, for ‘cocktail making’. Does Kevin even know how to make cocktails? NO!)
Surprisingly, your guys—the guys from the black house with the workshop garage—are the earlier ones to show up, and now it’s just the five of you, and you welcome them in, giving them appetizer plates. Kevin’s ecstatic, and wants to get to know them, but the biker boys were rather quiet.
The next guests to arrive were from house number 15, three boys, who introduced each other: Sangyeon, Haknyeon, and Jacob. Sangyeon and Haknyeon were the law school kids Kevin had been talking about, and Jacob was a photographer of some sorts, you didn’t ask further—although they had been eager to talk. You took a liking to Haknyeon, and as you served him appetizers, you broke into conversation.
“I really thought you’d invited more than these people,” Haknyeon says with a frown. You’re suddenly curious.
“Huh? You mean your housemates and the guys from number 11?”
Haknyeon leaned into you as he gave a side-eyed look at the other table. “Those guys are…” He hesitates, before he says: “trouble. Basically criminals.”
You frowned. It’s not like you could just tell Haknyeon ‘don’t be a snob,’ you didn’t even know him. Plus, if those guys actually were bad news, you didn’t want to start a feud with them, especially when they lived so close. So you force a smile. “Uh Huh! Well, the more the merrier—it’s Christmas, it’s time for… forgiveness?”
But Haknyeon looked over your shoulder at the arriving guests, all dressed in black, with a peculiarly mean set of eyes. You sighed. This was going to be a long night.
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“Why are the two houses staring each other down?” Kevin whispered into your ear as you two were setting the table for dinner.
“You awakened a life-long feud between scholars and biker gangs,” you answered. “I told you the party was a bad idea.”
Kevin rolled his eyes at you, and well, you deserved it, you needed to stop shittalking a party that was already going on.
Kevin sets his Masterchef-style cooking onto the table, introduces the dishes—some of them french, some of them asian—and everyone starts to eat. And it’s silent in the dining room, because neither group wants to talk to the other.
Each of Haknyeon’s group compliments Kevin’s cooking, but only Changmin steps out from the bikers’ group to say the same. Kevin gracefully accepts the compliments.
It’s only when the drinks are served after dinner, and everyone was allowed to lounge around the living room, that the room didn’t feel so suffocating anymore.
Juyeon was the one to approach you, talking about Christmas and a book he read and something or the other, you don’t really remember. His conversation had been completely overshadowed by how his friend was watching you, from the corner near the fireplace.
Sunwoo, was it? Thick dark hair and kissable lips.
You thought Juyeon was the one with the killer stare, but damn, Sunwoo. If looks could kill…
If looks could undress. You knew what he was doing right now, a man only stares that long and that deep if he wants to fuck you. He’s watching you, only because he’s imagining you underneath him, making the ‘o’ face, crying out his name… he’s imagining what it’s like to have his cock buried deep, deep in you. The warmth of it, especially since the weather was so cold. Tis the season.
Somehow, you didn’t mind it.
You only hold Sunwoo’s stare for a bit, before you’re going around the party talking to Haknyeon, Sangyeon, even Juyeon, who seems to want to talk to you so badly that he keeps following you around and joining in on the conversations. But whenever you look across the room, he’s still staring at you, still there, ignoring everything else and just sipping his champagne slowly. You start to notice after a couple times how thick and sweet his lips looked, how sharp his jaw was, everything.
Being the only girl in the party, it’s not unexpected that most of the six guests you have over try to talk to you, each cutting in one after another, like taking a dance card from you. And yet… Sunwoo hadn’t come over at all. He bides his time. He even talks to Kevin. But somehow it clicked for you that this had to happen, you had to talk to Sunwoo.
You finally approached him, at his little corner with his refilled liquor, because you concluded he was never going to come over to where you sat. Tiptoeing up to him in your tight little stockings, you catch eye contact, his eagerly finding yours, and you say: “hiiii. Sunwoo, right?”
“Mmm.” He just nods. Although the reply was lackluster, you knew he wanted you; his stare said everything.
“Y/n,” you told him.
“Heard it when you invited us.” He sets his drink down on one of Kevin’s boxes he hadn’t put away properly, and Sunwoo turns to you anew, not at all smiling but with a newfound interest.
He’s checking you out. A fool could be able to tell. As he takes you in, little velvet dress and the way your tight leggings hugged your body, he finally manages to smile at you.
It’s a lop-sided smirk. The last-laugh kind of smile, charming, heartstring-playing, impossibly good-looking smile.
You refill a new glass and hand him one, clinking glasses with him.
“Listen,” Sunwoo murmurs to you over the bubbling champagne, “I can take you right back to my house, right now, and show you my bike collection—I have a full garage, if you want to see?”
You nodded, feet already picking you up to go. You don’t even know if you actually expect for there to be bikes–and, also, what if Haknyeon’s right and all of Sunwoo’s riches had criminal sponsorings?
You didn’t give a fuck. You feel hypnotized, you hear nothing but him. “I can show you… more than that, too.” His hand snaked over to your waist, fingers conveniently tucking themselves under your bra, and resting in that tight space.
You’re starting to walk away with him, your hand in his, and you were already halfway out the door when Kevin pulls you back.
“I’m going to see the bikes,” you say.
“No, you’re not.”
“Kev—”
“y/n, you are not going off to fuck a guest, whom we have over, while we literally have other guests over we have to entertain,” Kevin says to you slowly, which you were thankful for as you didn’t think you could handle a spitfire speech. You nodded slowly.
“And,” Kevin says, “you’re champagne drunk.” Pulling you back into the house, he shoots a look at Sunwoo. “Don’t be that guy, man. Try seeing if you actually still want her tomorrow.”
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Your skirt is so fluffy and cute, and it barely covers your ass. Thankfully, you’re wearing stockings. You hugged your white sweater to your body, the all-white color coding worked as a look but it was still cold.
When you rang the doorbell, you’re expecting the same old as before: it would take a long while until someone comes, you thought. And well, you hate to be right. There was about a full minute where no one came, and the second stretched as you were withstanding the horrible cold. You rang the bell another time, and out comes Juyeon.
He shoots a sultry smile at you. “Heeeey. What’s your name again, Y/n, was it?”
“Uhhuh!” You hop into the warmth of their home. “Is Sunwoo here?”
Juyeon faltered. “Uh. Uh… yeah… first door upstairs.”
That’s strange, because the first door upstairs is the one right next to the window of your room… you wondered if he ever saw you, undressing or something or the other, silhouetted by the curtains.
“Juyeon hyung?” you heard Sunwoo call out, “did you get the door?”
What could he be doing that he couldn’t get the door? When you opened it, he had his headphones on. His room smelled like Dior Men, and was actually tidy enough that it surprised you. The blinds were shut, and he was just sitting in a lamp light.
“Oh,” Sunwoo says, “it’s you.” You wondered if he still remembers your name or if it had slipped away with the effects of the champagne. Not so drunk anymore, he doesn’t fix lustful eyes at you and expect you to bend to his will. Instead, he looks… soft. But still there’s insane chemistry here, you just had to get into his bed and have him rearrange your organs from the inside.
Standing up from his chair, Sunwoo comes over to the bed, inviting you closer with a hand gesture. You inched closer.
“So,” Sunwoo says, “it’s the tomorrow your friend was talking about.”
You cocked an eyebrow. “And you still want me?”
“Baby,” Sunwoo breaths out, his lips barely moving as he said it–it was just a moan and a breath at the same time—”I want you, so fucking bad.” Maybe he was saying ‘baby’ because he couldn’t remember your name.
You take a step forwards to him, and he catches you, basically seizes you so you’re in the air with just his arms supporting you, and makes you kneel on the bed, pretty bowed stocking bending at the knee.
You’re kissing Sunwoo. He tastes like cigarettes, but also just… like him. Something bitter and addicting, like dark chocolate. Slowly, you see that his hands are inching up your pantyhose, and soon he reaches the garter, holding your stockings up. His hands kept wandering, trailing down between where the skin was exposed between the ribbons. As if he were dying for a feeling of your skin, and there was just so little of it, he was drowning in this sea of not-feeling-skin.
You know you look good, because Sunwoo can’t stop looking at you, not even just at your face—at your whole body. The way you’ve dressed makes you look like you came straight out of a holiday card… or, well, a holiday playboy shoot.
Not to mention the fact that you’re kneeled between his legs on the bed, like a pretty little doll.
Sunwoo positions you so you’re sitting, looking at him with your back against the headboard, and now he’s hiked your skirt up and spread your legs, looking inside as if it hid something so fine and precious…
Your pantyhose and garter are white, but, clearly, under the white lace, he sees your red panties, innocent but sultry. You’d taken care in dressing yourself today, not even with Kevin’s help. You were just happy you looked like any guy’s Christmas sexual fantasy right now.
Sunwoo notices the Christmas color-coding, of course. “Tis the season,” he says under his breath, and before you could protest he’s ripped the stockings apart like it’s a Christmas present he’s been waiting forever to open. You whined out, a long, emotional whine, and he chuckled.
“I’ll buy you new ones,” he says. His head was already buried in the soft supple skin of your thighs that the torn stockings exposed, as he continued: “def—” kiss—”fin—”kiss” —nite–ly.” To punctuate his sentence, he bites down on the skin, but once you try to move away because it hurts, he simply sucked a hickey onto it. “Cute,” he tells you. He’s feeling you up over your panties, maybe just to check if you were wet—you were, but not enough that it might soak through.
“I want you to think of me,” Sunwoo says. “Think of what you want me to do to you, and then we’ll start, okay? Lemme just get you nice and wet…” He kissed your neck with so much force you’re falling backwards into the mattress, and that had been his intention. While he kissed, the hand on your panties had moved them to the side and was now teasing your wet slit.
“I want—” you gasped as he nibbled on the skin, soft but sharp bites, “I want you to fuck me.”
You can feel Sunwoo smiling against your collarbone, but you can’t see him; your eyes are scrunched closed just feeling what he was doing to you, hands on body, body on body. One of his hands was now under your little sweater crop top, holding you steady but also touching you… in the most right way that got your knees weak.
“Is that it?” he says. “How do you want me to fuck you?”
“I—ngh—”He’s sucking love bites onto your clavicle. “No, like, I want you to fuck me, I want it, hard,” you say, emphasizing the vulgarity. “I think you’re the only one that can do me so rough I cry. I want to be bruised, Sunwoo.”
You only hear Sunwoo laugh; a dry chuckle, and he’s off your skin, at least his mouth was—he’s pulled back, and you look up, just to see what he’s doing—and he’s concentrated, both hands flying to your panties—
It rips under the force of his arms, you can just see the biceps flexing as he tears them to each side. With a loud sound. The panties were limited edition, holiday patterns, ugh, but you’re about to get the greatest fuck of your life so you don’t even care anymore.
Sunwoo is silent for a moment, looking at your pretty little slit that glistens for him, and he wets his fingers before he puts them in you, two fingers, slow and tortuous finger-fucking you. You love the pornographic imagery of his two long fingers… sliding in and out.
“Mmm,” Sunwoo goes, lips pursed together as he concentrates on the feeling of you. “This isn’t going to bruise you at this rate—beg me, properly. Beg me to bruise your pretty little cunt up.”
You clench around his fingers, hoping they’ll stay in and curl up to hit you in the right spot, but it’s not enough. “I—I want to you fuck me, please!”
“Mm, not even close to good enough.”
“I want you to bruise my pussy,” you say, basically a declaration, “I want you to hurt me, I need to feel pleasure from how hard your cock is tearing my little pussy up.”
Sunwoo just cocked his head to ask for more, but you feel the fingers going faster now.
“I want you to put your hands around my neck—leave it purple and blue, the way you bite love marks on me–I want you to mark me up, please, sir.”
Sunwoo breaks into a smile. “Good girl. You know to call me that, huh?”
He retracts his fingers from your pussy; you realize it had just been for show, he didn’t intend to fuck you this way.
Sunwoo pulls off his shirt, heated in the moment, and his sweatpants are lowered, and he takes himself out of his boxers. As he readies to put it in you, kneeled at your feet, he puts the wet fingers into your mouth. “Suck,” he commanded, and you went to work, tongue salaciously wrapping around his digits. It’s his spit, yours, and your slickness, all together. So lewd and dirty but hot. You realize now you like bad boys and rough fucks.
Sunwoo palmed himself getting himself ready to fuck you, “No condom,” he says. “You don’t care, do you?”
You shook your head—you should, really, but… in the moment it didn’t matter at all. Plus, you were busy sucking his fingers, cross-eyed like a hentai drawing. You wanted whatever he did to you.
Your sweater is cropped and low-necked that it gave him easy access to under your bra and your clavicle, but now it wasn’t good enough, so Sunwoo lifts the synthetic wool up, throws it over his shoulder across the room, and next he’s unhooking your bra with one hand, while the other supports him so he could tower over you with those intense eyes, lust written all over them.
Once you’re bra-free, he plays with your nipples, wetting them with his mouth and then rubbing it between his fingers until it hardens. You could feel the whole act getting him hotter and harder inside you.
You reach for your skirt, hooking your hand around the zip so you could slip it off you, but Sunwoo stops you with his hand, basically batting it away. In doing this, he grabs your hand and pins it to the side of your head.
“No, fuck,” Sunwoo cursed, “keep your little skirt on. I’m gonna fuck you like you’re a whore I don’t even want to take the time to enjoy.” It turns you on more than you could say, so you press your thighs together, mewling, and of course, he’s between your thighs, so you’re wrapping them around him. “Plus,” Sunwoo adds, “you look so cute in the fluffy little skirt.”
“I knew you’d like it,” you cooed through moans. “I wanna be your little doll, Sunwoo.”
“Fuck,” Sunwoo hisses, truly hisses, like he’s been burnt or something. “Fuuuck. Fuck you.”
You close your eyes and let him fuck you into the mattress, and you’re jumping up with every thrust from how powerful it is.
You arch your back and moan. Truly, Sunwoo must be trying to bruise your pussy, because he’s thrusting so rough and fast. Again and again, you’re crashing into each other, bones and all, and he’s just so hot and hard. You were going to be sore for days, you loved it.
“You got me—thinking of you the whole night, and all of today.” His voice would flatten out into hisses whenever he felt you all tight and warm around him, and the feeling goes to his brain rendering him unable to form words. But he continues: “I’ve been wanting to fuck you, you know that, princess? You’re a tease for keeping me waiting—yeah, you like being a tease?” He spits in your face, and you flinch. You see his bared teeth and sharp canines that have been biting you all day. “Been—thinking–of–ruining your little pussy–fuck—since last night.”
As the thrusts get more powerful, your hands rush to his shoulders to just hold onto something, and your hands fall at his biceps, nails sinking in. You gasp in pleasure, again and again, and it’s going to your head that you don’t even know how to speak, how to request anything anymore. What you do, is bring your slender fingers to your cunt, and rub your clit, just to ease the tension you felt there.
Sunwoo scoffs a small laugh. “You’re gonna be the type of slut that rubs herself while getting fucked?” He shoves your hand away, and you’re too fucked-out to say anything back. “Leave that to me,” he says breathily. “Let sir make you cum, okay?”
Now you’re getting pounded in your g-spot and having your little clit played with, you felt like screaming, but you bit down on your tongue, only letting little tortured gasps slip past your lips.
“Sunwoo,” is what you start off with when you can’t hold the sounds in any longer. “Sunwoo, Sunwoo, S—” You’re screaming, a teeth-gritted, muscles-tensed scream, hands grabbing his sheets in your fists. Sunwoo keeps rubbing your little clit, each roll on the pads of his thumb making you clench around him.
“F-fuck, you’re tight,” he swears. “Fuck, I think I’m close.”
Wordlessly, you let Sunwoo keep his fast paced thrusts into you, and every time he’s so deeply inside you, you know you’re closer than ever. It takes him to falter in pace, trembling in his knees because it was just too good, for you to finally release, pussy clenched around his cock. And Sunwoo rests for a moment, just to feel your walls spasm around him.
He’s overwhelmed by the lust, but he’s not tired. Once you’re done, he goes again, and you’re overstimulated at his point, especially from the way he’s flicking your little clit, but you don’t tell him to stop. You take everything like a good little girl.
“Where do you want my cum, hmm?” Sunwoo rasps, his deep voice hot against your ears. “Tell me, little princess.”
“Not in me!” you moaned out. “Please, outside—outside, on my thighs, on my stomach—!”
With a groan, Sunwoo pulls out, cock leaking already, and spills all over your stomach. For a while, all you hear are his tortured little groans—he wouldn’t make any sound louder than that, suppressing himself—and all you feel is him, even if his cock wasn’t exactly in you anymore.
Sunwoo gathers himself for a while, hovering over you with just his arms holding him up, You see beads of sweat form around his forehead, and his bottom lip is caught between his teeth, as he bites down to control the rest of him.
Before you can ask what he wants to do next, he grabs your shoulders, turning you around on your stomach. You like him when he handles you like a ragdoll, so you plop down without resistance.
“I wanna try that pretty little ass.” Sunwoo’s fingers are now buried in your hair, and he grabs a fistful just to yank it back. You gasp with the pain, but then, this is what you wanted, and it hurts so good.
He bunches up pieces of your ripped stockings and your ripped panties, and shoves them into your mouth, rather harshly and carelessly, just to make sure they go past your teeth. It’s uncomfortable and it smells like your skin, but you do everything he tells you.
“Bite down,” he ordered, “it might be a little painful.” You brace yourself, and you’re biting down, canines against cloth, before the pain even comes. And it does come.
Out in the garage, Changmin stands with a customer who had a bike problem. They’d been fidgeting with the tools for a while, standing around and starting the engines again. Suddenly the customer erects his head, looking around. “Did you hear that?” he asks. “It sounds like someone’s crying.”
“Oh, it's just the house wailing when northern winds blow,” Changmin says. “This time I think the neighbors’ house is doing it, too.”
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Quarterback!Sangyeon x Student President!Male reader
Request by @leedosbunnyboy sorry it took so long! 🥹 (didn’t reread that tbh, sorry if it’s weird)
Sangyeon walked in the halls, rushing towards the cafeteria. He cleaned his sweaty, trembling palms on his jeans, before opening the cafeteria’s doors. He scanned the big, crowded room, looking for his friends. His search didn’t take long as he noticed a loud table full of boys. He walked quickly towards them, fixing his jacket before sitting down next to Jacob.
“I saw him in the halls” are the first words he said to his friends.
The rest of the boys laughed at him, some patting his back. The rest of the students turned to look at the loud group, sighing as they are used to their chaos.
“Not even a ‘hello!” Changmin said from the other side of the table, still laughing at his friend. By now, all of them knew every detail about your life and how much Sangyeon is head over heels for you.
Sangyeon sighed loudly “I can’t do this…” he said as he placed his head on the cold surface of the table in front of him.
His friends tried to not burst out laughing again, some covering their mouths while some others almost seemed to be exploding.
“Get your ass up, walk up to him and ask! It’s not that difficult dude…” Hyunjae said as he looked exasperated and tired of the constant topic of their conversations being you.
“I can’t just walk up to him! What if he finds me weird? What if his friends laugh at me? What if he rejects me? What if-“ Sangyeon kept on listing, his friends rolling their eyes and mumbling about how stupid Sangyeon is.
- two days after -
Kevin and Jacob stood behind some lockers with Sangyeon, waiting for you to arrive. They looked attentively around, trying to spot you. It didn’t take long. There you were, walking towards their hiding spot with your friends.
Sangyeon’s face was combusting, his hands were sweating, his legs felt like jelly.
As soon as you passed near them, Jacob and Kevin pushed Sangyeon towards you. He turned back to scream at his friends, when he noticed you were looking at him confused.
“Uh…hi, Y/N” Sangyeon said as he scratched the back of his neck, trying to not look into your deep eyes.
You just smiled, some of your friends laughing at the scene. “Hi, Sangyeon” you said as you waited for him to speak up.
“Uhm, I was wondering if-“ before Sangyeon could finish, he felt a cold sensation on his body, he looked down at his white t-shirt, noticing a brown, big spot on it.
You looked at him, trying not to laugh, covering your mouth as you took a tissue out of your pocket, trying to clean up Sangyeon’s shirt.
He looked down at your hand on his body, his face becoming so red and hot you could see smoke coming out of his ears.
You could hear some other students laughing at the scene before their eyes, and Sangyeon could too, of course. He felt so embarrassed and stupid…he ran away. He started to run so fast towards a bathroom trying to hide from everyone, but mostly you.
He knew it was a bad idea. He knew it! He just embarrassed himself in front of you.
- the next day -
His friends somehow convinced to try again. So now he started walking towards the student council room, waiting for you to come out after your meeting. He held his phone in his hands as he kept on waiting for that damn bell to ring, which finally happened some seconds later.
Some students started walking out, and you did the same, walking the opposite way of where Sangyeon was standing. He started following you, when he noticed a girl stopped you. He watched from afar, trying to listen to your conversation.
“Wanna go to prom with me…?” The girl asked you, smiling and looking down at the floor, too embarrassed to keep the eye contact.
Sangyeon felt sick, he failed. Again. He walked away, not even wanting to hear your answer, seeing the smile on your face as you looked at that random girl.
- the day after -
Sangyeon sat on a bench, fixing his shoes as he got ready for the match. He sighed thinking about what happened the day before. He hates it.
“Stop thinking about him, you need to be ready for this” Eric said as he patted Sangyeon’s back. The only response he got was a sad nod from the quarterback.
The venue was loud, all the students excited to watch the match against the rival school. Sangyeon honestly didn’t care.
At least until he felt a tap on his shoulder. He sighed, thinking it was Eric, but he was proved wrong when he raised his head to see you smiling down at him.
“Good luck!” You said as you messed his hair with your hand, smiling at his confused and red face. You chuckled as you handed him a small, folded paper, before walking away.
The only thing he could read without opening it was ‘open only if you win’.
And guess what happened? Sangyeon and the rest of the team played so well they destroyed the other school.
As soon as the team finished cheering, the quarterback quickly opened the paper, reading:
‘Come to prom with me? [yes] [yes]’
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Tjd x reader where reader becomes the special referee for a match they have
Surprise Surprise
The Judgement Day x Fem! Reader
Warnings: Made up match
The Judgement Day had a 6 man- tag team match with a surprise ref. The match was against Sami Zayn, Kevin Owens and Cody Rhodes. No one except the creative team knew who the surprise ref was.
Adam Pierce had informed them at the start of Raw that the match was official, but it had to have a surprise ref. He wasn’t giving up the information about who it was. The ref could have been anyone they know and don’t know.
The match was coming close and Y/N was talking to Eddie Orengo, another ref who was testing her on the rules. She of course, got all of them right. She couldn’t help but still be nervous. It would be her first night back since her almost career threatening injury.
With lots of recovery and training, she’d be back for good this time. Y/N was getting the black pants and striped shirt on. When a crew member came to get her and lead her to the gorilla. Her theme song was the last being played. The boys avoided each other without a ref, which was surprising. Why was even more shocking was that Y/N was their surprise ref.
Rhea moves out of the ring to ringside, Cody’s jacket comes off, and the briefcase was handed to Rhea. Y/N made sure both boys that were starting the match were ready before signaling for the bell to ring. Cody and Damian were staring off the match.
They were both starting off strong. No shenanigans, yet it was too early into the match for them. Cody was reaching towards Sami or Kevin’s hand, but was being pulled back by Damian. Damian brought Cody to his corner tagging in Finn, who took over for Damian.
After a few hits and kicks, Finn pins Cody. Y/N moves down to the mat, slapping it one time, then another. Cody kicks out. Y/N puts up two fingers to the times keeper area before focusing on the match again.
Cody manages to tag in Sami. Sami is fired up and just gives Finn hell. He pins Finn, but Finn kicks out at Two. Both of the guys start going at each other again. Sami is put into The Judgement Day’s corner and held there. A tag was made. Finn tagged Dominik in. The man didn’t do as much damage as Finn, but he still did a fair amount. Sami tags in Kevin while Dom tags Damian in.
Few minutes later
The match had been going on for a while now, and just as Y/N suspected, Rhea was going to get involved. However, Y/N didn’t see anything that happened to Kevin, but she assumed it was Ripley. Rhea did also distract Y/N by flirting with her, while the boys did use Damian's briefcase.
Out of the corner of Y/N’s eyes, she saw Damian pin Kevin. She had never moved that quick in a while. She had hit the mat…
One
Two
Three.
Damian had done it. He won the match. The boys all stood in a line, while Y/N raised Dominik and Finn’s hand. Rhea made her way up to her boys, congratulating them. Y/N had to check to make sure Kevin, Cody and Sami were all okay and they were.
Y/N was basically done with her job. She made her way down the ramp, leaving The Judgement Day in the ring. The young girl encountered Eddie Orengo again. He was just informing her how she did good and remembered all the rules. After she left him, The Judgement Day was behind her. She smiled up at her lovers.
“Why didn’t you tell us you were coming back,” Rhea says, kissing her.
“Surprise?” Y/N laughs.
“Well, I mean, I would have liked to know,” Damian says, putting his arm around her and walking back to the dressing room.
“Hey, I could have let Sami, Kev, and Cody win,” she replies.
“You wouldn’t dare,” Dominik gasps.
“Try me,” Y/N giggles.
Finn comes up behind Y/N and gives her a big hug with a kiss on the cheek. Then the rest of them join in, so it’s a big group hug. Y/N didn’t mind that. She had spent a long time away from her partners.
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Kevin x Reader smut
Request! Two requests in one, inspired by a fanfic by someone on here and Ao3. If your reading this and you wrote the og fanfic, love your work dude! Reader is gender neutral
Kink list: Face fucking, rough sex, breeding kink, choking, slight dacryphilia,
"Stress toy"
You glanced over at your boyfriend, Kevin, who was currently looking agitated. Everything was just pissing him off and he looked like he would snap at any moment. Suddenly, you had an idea. You took a bell and a sign that said "Ring for service" and put it in the counter.
Kevin looked confused. You grabbed his arm and led him to the back and closed the door. "Y/n, what are you doing?"
"You looked stressed, just wanted to help" Kevin raised his eyebrow. "How exactly?" You didn't answer. Instead, you pulled off your shirt and started to take off your pants.
Kevin wasn't believing his eyes. His s/o was literally stripping...and for what?!
Once you were done stripping, you got on the floor and tugged at his pants. "Use me. Use me until you don't feel stressed anymore" Kevin looked down at you, face turning bright red.
"A-Are you sure?" You nodded, batting your eyes at him innocently. He sighed and took off his pants. Your eyes marveled at the obvious tent in his boxers.
You took off his boxers and began to kiss the tip. Kevin's breath hitched and he grabbed the back of your head. You moaned a bit at this, starting to slowly suck him off.
After a few moments of the slow BJ, Kevin couldn't take it and forced his cock down your throat. You yelped, having your throat being used roughly by Kevin. He couldn't control himself. He needed you so badly.
You began to choke, tears pricking at your eyes. Kevin wasn't too big on making you cry, but fuck it looked hot on you. He continued to fuck your throat, making you gag and tear up.
After a few moments, he buried his cock at the back of your throat and came, the saltyish taste being forced down your throat. He pulled out immediately after he came, so a few splatters of cum coated your cheeks. You had a coughing fit.
Once you regained your composer, you got on the ground and rolled on your stomach and raised your hips. Kevin wasn't holding anything back now. He grabbed your hips and slammed his cock into you.
You did a mix of a moan and a scream. Immediately Kevin's thrusts became rough, fast and rapid. He meant business. You couldn't help but cry out pathetic moans, making Kevin even more turned on. Kevin grabbed a hold on your hair, making you yelp.
"K-KEV! T-ToO -AH! - FAsT!"
Kevin just smirked. "Thats the whole point" He went back to absolutely tearing you apart from the inside. You didn't really think it this through, but holy hell you were enjoying this.
"I'm gonna fuck you full, you got that? Ima breed your slutty ass until your only thinking of my god dam cock, got that?!"
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Kevin slammed back into you once again and came, making previous rounds spill out from you. He waited a moment before pulling out, making you whine. Kevin looked at your body. Your body was trembling, cum leaked out of your hole, you were letting out pants and hiccups. Fuck that was gorgeous to him.
Kevin let one smack on your ass, making you jolt. "Thanks for the session, sweetie"
You fell on your side and looked up at him with a tired smile. Kevin looked at the clock, then lifted you up onto a chair. "I'll get cha clean up then we can go home, kay?" He said, his tone alot more softer. You nodded, trying to not collapse on the chair.
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Kevin laid you onto his bed. At this point, you were fully dressed and cleaned up and sleeping peacefully in his arms. Kevin couldn't help but smile, kissing your forehead.
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Chocolate never was more tasty than this 😈😈
Summary: The 3 times y/n’s badass moments made her husband Roman Reigns feel like the luckiest man on the planet. This fic is a Aew au
Pairing: Roman Reigns x cargil reader
Random pairings: Jon moxley x jade cargil ( her sister), willow nightingale x Ricky starks, ruby soho x Anglo Parker.
Her faction: the vagabonds ( y/n,jade,willow,Brandi, and Keira hogan)
Championship title: current Aew women world champion
Face claim : saweetie
1. “ Roman!!” Y/n yelled running into his arms hugging him tightly as he caught her , earlier in the night while she was at home making dinner Jey called stating Stephanie got him arrested during the smack down taping under false accusations making her blood boil with anger. Ever since Roman turned heel becoming the tribal chief and creating the bloodline certain people have been trying take him down or destroy his accolades in & out the ring “ hey babygirl I’m okay I’m okay” he said softly soothing her worry’s knowing how worried she’d get about his safety sometimes.
As they get in the car once she got the paperwork as well bail taken care of he filled her in on the situation Stephanie wanted him,the twins and solo to pay for their actions against Sami zayn & Kevin Owens during royal rumble which upon further investigation that the two were forced to by the women or they’d be sent back to nxt. “ I’m fucking done!!!” He said seething with anger as y/n nodded letting him vent all of his anger out knowing he needed it “ okay love then quit always come to Aew with me I mean Jon’s way happier over there” she said looking over at him.
“ I’m with you baby let’s do it” he said interlocking his bigger hand with her smaller one heading home Stephanie say your prayers she thought smirking to herself.
A week later
Walking into the stadium hand & hand the tribal chief was ready to make a statement with his Nubian queen by his side “ go get yourself all dolled up sweetness gonna go over the plan with the boys” he said looking down at y/n squeezing her hip “ mm okay my chief” she purrs kissing Roman deeply before walking away.
“ what the hell !!! It’s the bloodline ohhh and they don’t look happy, well what do you expect Stephanie’s actions towards Roman Reigns * sami & Kevin join them * ohhh looks like they got back up!!!” Michael Cole and pat mcafee said watching them launch a sneak attack on the couple at one point Roman points to the ramp giving y/n the signal. Watching everyone go crazy while walking down the ramp to the ring she only had one goal make this woman pay “ oohhh and her comes the tribal goddess herself” Cole said with a hint of excitement the whole roster was ready to see the couples demise and we’re enjoying every minute.
Standing face to face with the evil woman who hurt her tribal chief y/n waisted no time pouncing on her attacking Stephanie with every thing she had the older woman was no match for her cheetah like moves “ hold them up!!! Both of them!!!” She screamed as the boys got them in position “ no are they?! Double spear !!! double spear !!! My god Hunter and Stephanie just got snapped in half!” Cole said as the crowd chanted you deserve it
“ nobody!!! Can take down the bloodline we run this shit!!! We’re done with this company I’m done with this bullshit everywhere I go or my tribe goes you acknowledge us !!! Cause we the ones!!!” Roman said growling loudly in the mic as everyone held their fingers up. He was done with wwe and to do it with his goddess it felt great standing tall.
2. Roman & y/n where hanging out with his 6yr daughter Joelle at their new home in L.A California located in Beverly Hills. The couple was happy to have some time off after battle of the belts ppv not minding the little girls presence since she’d taken a liking to y/n instantly after Roman divorced his nightmare of a ex fiancé , hearing the door bell Roman got up from the couch smiling softly watching his two favorite girls laughing and smiling “ oh great what are you doing here?” He groaned coming face to face with his ex.
“ you weren’t answering my calls Joelle left her snacks & blanket at my place last week” his ex replied slightly upset he didn’t really talk to her since the divorce only if something involved jojo his ex was a gold digging bitch breaking his trust once to many. “ well jojo has all the snacks and blankets she needs but extra wouldn’t hurt * grabs her blanket & Cheeto puffs* oh while you’re here Joelle will be living with us or parents from now on” he said making the woman gasp in sock
“What?!!! Why Joe I” the woman only could get out as Roman turned around snarling at the woman immediately shutting her up “ you will never get to call me that again got it? Secondly you missed the court date , hearings as well meetings with the lawyers multiple times and your mother vouched for me stating that Joelle deserved to be with me besides y/n has been way more of a mother to her than you” he said smirking as y/n appears next him with jojo in her arms.
“ everything okay here? Oh hi” y/n said smiling as Roman explained the situation she never liked his ex and it was time to put the woman in her place “ jojo bug can you cover your ears for me ? * the little girl nods doing as told* good girl” she smiles at the girls cuteness. “ I’ll only say this once and once only you lost bitch you don’t deserve shit from him or anyone with your leg spreading flat chested twink dollar tree having ass unless you’re making a billion dollars a year,own fifteen businesses, model the hottest brands or look half as good like me” steps a little closer “ then get the fuck away from my family understand? Good” she said smiling at the fear struck woman as Roman watched proudly if you thought Roman’s death glare was scary hers was 10x more terrifying.
Walking back inside the couple shared a sweet kiss “ me too!! I want one!!!” Joelle squeaked making them laugh attack the girl with kisses “ you’re so good to me sweetheart thank you for coming into my life and hers” he said kisses her forehead making the woman melt “ I’d like to say it’s the other way around but you’re welcome cause I wouldn’t wanna be anywhere else” she said touched by his words “ daddy!! Momma!! Can we make noodles and fried dumplings ? Oh please!” Joelle said smiling up at the two shocking them mostly y/n not wanting to push it letting Joelle get comfortable with the idea of being her new mom but the young child always saw y/n as her mother the first time they met .
“ uh - yeah of course darling but we gotta make sure you’re daddy doesn’t eat all the cookies we’re gonna make too” she said smirking at Roman as jojo hugged her tightly while on the inside she was buzzing with happiness as Roman did holding them close.
3. The wrestling it couple were tag teaming with her sister,Jon,Brandi and Cody against daddy magic,Anna,tay conti and Sammy after some off hand comments were made about the couple’s relationship.
“ ohhhh !!! God !!! Tay conti just got rocked!!” Taz comments as y/n super kicked her in the face before yanking into a deadly samoan drop doing a kip up as the crowd cheered “ let’s go!!!!” She screamed firing up the crowd turning around smirking pointing to Sammy mockingly blowing a kiss “ we run this bitch!!! Hoe!!!” She cackled licking her chops setting up for a Superman punch in honor of her husband which she perfectly executed before tagging her sister in.
“Come on baby!!! Roman cmon!!!” She shouted holding her hand out as her tribal chief tagged her in hopping over the ropes knocking down everyone on the opposite team before coming face to face with daddy magic yelling in her smiling like a psychopath slapping him not phased by the threats. She put him her finisher the cradle ( inverted ddt) “ and your winners the vagabonds and Roman Reigns,Jon moxley and Cody Rhodes!!!” They announced the crowd cheering as they all stood tall in victory.
Walking backstage they all were heading back to the locker room they heard Tay screaming about them cheating and so on down the hall “ kiss my ass bitch!!! Oh that’s right you don’t have one!!!” She smirked laughing twerking a little cause Roman to chuckle at her antics.
“ you are bad” he growled playfully against her ear before squeezing her plump bottom “ mmm but you like it though my tribal chief” she said looking up at him before getting brought into a steamy lip lock.
She was the whole package and all his nobody compares to his chocolate dipped goddess.
Enjoy!!!❤️❤️✨
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Waldo Weatherbee walked calmly into the class. The buzz of chatter quieted as he scanned the room, the class waiting to see who was going to be snatched up by the latest of Riverdale’s dramas. After a few moments he pointed at Reggie. “Mr Mantle. With me. Now.” Reggie sighed as he stood up. He headed out of the class room with curious eyes fixed on him.
“What did he do?” Archie whispered as a new buzz of chatter took over the class.
“I heard he broke something in the library. Weatherbee is making him show the new student around that’d transferring today.” Kevin whispered back.
“New student? Only one? Maybe it’s Jug?” Betty said. Veronica reached over to give her arm a sympathetic squeeze.
“He would have said.” Archie pointed out.
“No need to worry my dear chums. I imagine I’ll have all the deets by second period and can fill you in.” Cheryl said from behind the small group. She smiled sarcastically as they all looked at her.
Out in the hallway Reggie was being filled in on his new duties. He was to babysit the new transfer student. He tried to object but Weatherbee pointed out that after the stunt he’d pulled recently, that resulted in the school hall being trashed, he would either show the new student around or be kicked off the football team. Reluctantly Reggie agreed and was led to Weatherbee’s office. He stayed by the door while Weatherbee stepped into the room.
“(Y/N). This is Reggie Mantle. He’ll be showing you around today. You have the same classes.” Weatherbee explained to you. When you looked over your shoulder to give Reggie a friendly but nervous smile you hesitated. Reggie was scowling at the floor. “You have everything you need? Time table, we’ve gone over everything… is there anything else you would like to talk about?”
“No Sir. Thank you. I’m all set.” You said politely. Reggie scoffed a little and rolled his eyes as you shook Weatherbee’s hand and turned to leave his office. You followed Reggie out into the hall. He didn’t wait or acknowledge you as you shuffled your backpack and plodded along after him.
“I’m (Y/N).” You said as you hurried to catch up with Reggie. He ignored you and continued to walk through the halls. Every now and then he would point to a room and say what it was. You tried to jot down a rough map with a notebook and pen once you realised that Reggie probably wouldn't help you again, once he felt he’d completed the task that had been forced on him. The tour was short and you felt that you managed to get to grips with the layout, though you would definitely end up getting mixed up with some of the corridors.
At one point he opened the door to a classroom. Several curious faces stared at you. Then he was off again, showing you the gym, auditorium and then finishing with the cafeteria as the bell for lunch rang. As soon as Reggie spotted someone across the room he left you. Clearly your efforts to make friends had failed. Sitting at a table by yourself you sighed and opened your backpack. When you closed it you found a red headed girl smiling at you from the other side of the table. You jumped a little, having not heard her sit down.
“You must be (Y/N). I’m Cheryl, the only name you’ll need to remember around these parts.” She said confidently.
“Oh. Yeah. I’m (Y/N).” You said awkwardly.
“Have you been living in our fair Riverdale long? Did you move from the city?” She pressed.
“Not… not long. My mom isn’t from here. I grew up in her hometown. But my Grandpa used to live across town but he bought a house not far from the school he rented it out until he was too old to take care of it. He passed away a while ago. My dad decided to move the two of us to town.” You explained. Cheryl’s smile tensed and she leant forwards.
“Across town? As in the southside?” She said the southside as if it was a dirty word. You frowned.
“Yeah. I guess… I didn’t realise it was such a big deal. We’re planning on fixing up the old house and renting it out. We’re moving into the house on Elm street.” You said hesitantly, unsure why Cheryl had tensed up.
“Oh. That’s where you live B!” Another girl said as she and a blond girl approached the table. “I’m Veronica. This is Betty and that hunk over there is Archie. You live on the same street as Archie and Betty.”
“Oh. I think your mom came over to greet us. She gave us potluck. I’m pretty sure that she implied that she thought my Dad murdered my Mom.” You laughed a little and Betty gave you a sheepish look.
“I’m so sorry! She gets these ideas and totally runs with them.” Betty said and laughed as she and Veronica sat down. “Did Reggie cover the school? With his tour.”
“Yeah. I’m pretty sure I’ve got everything down.” You said as you reached into your bag for your lunch box.
“Will you be trying out to be a vixen?” Cheryl asked suddenly.
“Excuse me?” You answered.
“A cheerleader. We’re all on the team.” Veronica explained.
“Oh. I’m not really into sports so I probably won't be.” You said, trying to be dismissive without being rude.
“Oh.” Was all Cheryl said.
Within a week everyone knew everything about you. At least that was how it felt. You fell in with Midge Klump and Ethel Muggs. The two of you had a study group that was so successful you managed to recruit a few people into joining. Cheryl, Betty and Veronica did little more than greet you if they passed by in the corridor. Occasionally you’d walk home with Betty and sometimes Archie as well but you did little more than wave to her across the road. In fact you spent more time with Archie’s father. Fred had been meeting with your dad to discuss the work that could be done on the two properties. They seemed to be familiar with each other. After pressing you found that he had gone to primary school with Fred and a few of his friends before your grandmother moved out of town with your dad.
Nothing much happened to you and your friend for a few months. There were whispers of drama that sounded so outlandish that you didn’t pay much attention.
On one morning Weatherbee interrupted the gathering in the study room. “(Y/N), could I have a word outside?” He didn’t sound irritated or upset but you nodded, gathering your things and leaving the room. Reggie watched carefully as you left the room. He often found himself looking out for you. Archie said he must have a crush on you but he always denied it.
“What can I help you with Sir?” You asked. Weatherbee’s face turned stern for a moment.
“I was wondering if I could assign you as a tour guide. You’ve not been here long and I thought you might be able to help the new students transition. I can give you a letter towards your college application.” He waited for you to take in what he said and smile slightly when you agreed.
“Of course Sir. Who will I be showing around?”
“We have several students from the southside school joining us in a matter of minutes. There are a few I thought you could help. Toni Topaz. Sweet Pea, Fangs Fogarty and Jughead Jones. Now Jughead used to go here so I imagine that he will fit back in.” Weatherbee excused himself as someone walked down the hall towards him. You went to wait at the front doors. Ethel waved at you as you hurried over.
“Have you heard the news?” She asked.
“Yeah. The other school has some students transferring.” You muttered as the two of you waited.
“No! The school was shut down. There was a drug ring under it. That guy Midge was hanging out with told her.” Ethel said excitedly. Both of you looked up to the speakers at the top of the wall as Weatherbee announced that the Southside school students would be joining the school. There was an explosion of activity. People shouted and argued about the news. Students suddenly flowed everywhere as you and Ethel waited. There was a lull as Veronica and Archie set up a table down the hall from the door.
“(Y/N)? Are you waiting for someone?” Veronica asked curiously. You showed her the slip of paper with the names of the new students on. She nodded and muttered something to Archie. “We’re setting up a welcome desk. If you want to help we can find the students you’re showing around in a moment.”
“Sure.” You said as you followed Archie to the copier room.
“You know Jug and I grew up together. We’re friends. He used to go here.” Archie said cheerfully.
“Oh so I won’t need to show him around?” You asked curiously.
“No. But he’ll probably let you, just to be nice. That’s Jug.” Archie said. He handed you a stack of class schedules and the two of you headed back to help Veronica finish up. The Southside students arrived shortly after that. Most were clad in the same leather jacket and some of them seemed impossibly tall. Veronica called them over to the welcome table and you tried to smile and look friendly. A few people in the corridors seemed to be staring or glaring their way.
Veronica welcomed the group and started to list what she had at the desk. Some looked uninterested at the things on the table while the one at front smiled slightly as if relieved at the welcome. Veronica was cut off by a sharp voice behind you. Turning you saw Cheryl, a group of Vixens and a gathering of the football players. Reggie was among them. As they got closer he made eye contact with you but glanced away rather quickly. The tension built quickly but you missed what was said as Reggie seemed to barge you away with the southside students and backwards in the crowd that had gathered. Jocie and Kevin, who had been quietly observing, were quick to help you find your feet as you stumbled backwards and tried to steady yourself. By the time you’d pushed your way back to the front of the crowd Archie had stepped in.
“That’s enough! Those of you that have assignments please help the new students get organised, everyone else to class.” Weatherbee said. People slowly started to disperse. Looking around you saw Ethel had found her group and was handing them sheets of paper from Veronica’s table. Archie said something to, who you assumed was, Jughead. He looked your way, nodded and grabbed a few sheets of paper from the table and said goodbye to Veronica before heading over.
“I’m Jughead.” He said as he held out his hand.
“(Y/N). I’m your assigned buddy.” You said cheerfully. It was hard to remain cheerful as the largest of the crowd had followed Jughead and was staring down at you.
“This is Sweet Pea.” Jughead added when he followed your gaze.
“I’m Toni, this is Fangs.” Toni introduced. She smiled when you looked down at your list and counted them.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you all. I’m showing you around this morning and then you have classes after lunch. We have the same classes so I’ll be around. Oh and my friends and I have a study class. We’re pretty full but Weatherbee said if we can get six more people to join we can move to a bigger class room. So, feel free to sign up.” You said with a cheerful smile. It was easier to be chipper with Sweet Pea glaring at Reggie. You hadn’t noticed that Reggie had been lurking down the hall. He beckoned you over. “Um. One second.”
The group stopped and watched you head over to Reggie.
“You don’t have to show them round.” Reggie said.
“Weatherbee asked…”
“Yeah, he can’t make you do that and Jones knows his way around. You don’t have to hang around with them.” Reggie insisted. You frowned at him then looked back at the others. Toni was scowling with her arms crossed. Jughead was watching you curiously while the other two did their best to look intimidating.
“Why wouldn’t I want to show them around?” You asked. Reggie sighed.
“Look. I’m just trying to keep an eye out for you. They’re from the Southside.” Reggie seemed irritated that you didn’t understand why that was a big deal and sighed, stomping off. You slowly headed back over to the group.
“People here are really weird… sorry. I mean it’s great here.” You said quickly.
“Yeah. They’re a little off. Some of them.” Jughead said with a grin.
“It’s kind of like the Stepford wives. Anyway let’s start the tour or Weatherbee will come back and send us to math class.” You said with a friendly gesture. You led the way through several corridors. The group seemed politely interested but like they would rather be anywhere else. Jughead even managed to show you a few places you hadn’t found. “Do you guys like snakes because of the grass snakes?” You asked as you started to wrap up the tour.
“Excuse me?” Sweet Pea said.
“Oh. Well my granddad used to live on the Southside and we’re fixing up his old house to rent and there’s grass snakes everywhere. I was just… I just assumed, you’re all wearing snake jackets and… well the grass snakes. I assumed you were big fans.” Your voice grew less and less confident as you spoke. Sweet Pea and Fangs laughed and nudged each other while Jughead and Toni tried to hide their smiles.
“We’re big snake fans.” Sweet Pea said.
“Oh that’s fun.” You said with a smile and headed towards the gym. Once you showed them around you headed to the cafeteria. The bell rang and you gestured to where you liked to sit. Jughead showed you a table that was tucked right out of the way that you hadn’t noticed before. They said goodbye to you and headed to Jughead’s table while you split off to catch up with Ethel and Midge.
The next few days you found that Sweet Pea, Fangs or Toni would come to you to help them find their way if they couldn’t find Jughead. Once they knew their way around they would wave if they saw you in the corridor. Even Sweet Pea would crack a smile as he saw you coming. They joined your study group, though you suspected that Toni was the only one studying. During a busy weekend working on the Southside house with your dad they showed up with a few friends to help out.
“Hey! (Y/N)!” Sweet Pea called. Reggie had been talking to you about giving the Bulldogs special treatment in your study group so that none of the players with low grades would be dropped from the team.
“We’re busy.” Reggie snapped.
“Oh. Really? Didn’t look like it.” Sweet Pea said with a snide smile. The smile turned gentle as he turned to you. “You have that basketball hoop on the side of your old house?”
“Yeah?” You asked suspiciously.
“Well, some of us were wondering. If we helped out at the house again. Maybe you could ask your dad if we could use it to practice. I was thinking of joining the basketball team.” Sweet Pea sounded smugly happy when he said he’d join the team.
“We don’t need you on the team. The team has me.” Reggie said. He glared at Sweet Pea who looked at him calmly.
“I don’t think he’d have a problem with it. As long as you don’t break anything. He’d be happy for the help too. I’ll ask him tonight and let you know.” You said quickly. Sweet Pea nodded and waved a little as he went back to where Fangs and Toni were waiting for him.
“He’s terrible. At playing basketball. You should come down to the practice tonight and see.” Reggie said irritably.
“Oh really? Maybe I will.” You said snidely. Reggie panicked for a moment but shrugged it off.
True to your word you showed up and sat with Toni as you watched the practise. Sweet Pea managed to barge Reggie off his feet a few times. You flinched as he grunted and collided with the floor.
“You know that they’re competing?” Toni asked.
“Well obviously they’re on different teams.” You said. When Toni didn’t say anything else you glanced at her and found her laughing quietly to herself.
“They’re competing over you. He wouldn’t admit it but Sweet Pea likes you. Reggie is always watching you and he gets really upset when you hang around us. It’s more than the whole Southside, Northside thing. They both like you.” Toni watched as your eyes went wide and then you let out a low, drawn out.
“Ooohhh.” You nodded and glanced back at the basketball court. “That explains a lot of stuff.” You both laughed and watched until the end of the game.
“You’re going to have to pick which one you want or they’re going to get in a fight!” Toni teased you as their practice came to an end.
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Something metal 🥁
Kevin schlieb x fem!reader
Movie: Metal lords
Part 3
Blue italic= there thoughts
Green italic= Kevin narrating
(Scene skip ⏭️)
Kevin POV
I walk into school walking towards the library and spot Y/n at her locker putting her books from her bag and into her locker, she turns around and spots me and gives me a small smile and wave and I do the same and continue walking to the library.
Hunters POV
I walk into the office going towards Dean Swanson office “Hey, I was next” the stoned drummer said to me, I ignore him and continue walking towards the office in a hurry. I walk straight into the office not even caring if she had people talking to her “Hunter I’m busy, If you'd like to wait until I am done with the Merinos—“ I interrupted her “I demand you let us compete in the Battle of the Bands.”
“Okay” “Not letting us play just because we're a post-death metal band would be a complete violation of our First Amendment rights.” “Your First Amendment rights as a minor are unclear, but I agree it would be wrong to exclude you” I look at her and scoff I was pissed, “So why didn’t anybody till us about it” “I wasn't aware you had a death metal--“ she was interrupted by Frank “Post-death” he said “Thank you, Frank a post-death metal band then you're welcome to participate as long as your performance is appropriate.” She said well handing me the clipboard I look at her take the clipboard and leave.
Kevin’s POV
I’m waiting by Hunter’s locker waiting for him to leave Dean Swanson’s office and I see him walking up to me and points at me so I walk over to him “I had to work on her, but we’re in.” Hunter said with excitement
“Awesome” I said happily, Hunter and I did our little handshake, and we start walking down the hallway “So I guess we should start looking for more people for our band player, huh?” I said then look at Hunter
“Yeah, yeah definitely. This is huge for us Battle of the Bands is where it starts for people. Check it out.” Hunter said as he starts leading us to the library once we get to the library, we sit down at a table and Hunter goes looking for a book once he gets the book he comes back and I realized it was a yearbook.
“Troy nix” Hunter said and i chuckled softly, “Jesus” I said while looking at the crazy man on the page “Guitarist and singer of Kiloton, Battle of the Bands winners 1996” Hunter flip the page while eating his sandwich to an even bigger picture of this guy playing guitar
“They were gods, No one in this school liked heavy music same as now, but Kiloton terrorized their way straight to victory. By 1997, they were considered the greatest unsigned metal band in the country.
They could have been right up there with Metallica or Pantera, but they broke up. I think drinking was involved.” I looked up at Hunter for a quick moment lBut you and me, that's not gonna happen to us. This is our moment. Heavy music is gonna rise up. We win the Battle of the Bands, parlay that win into gigs, and then those gigs score us a deal.” Hunter said excitedly and punched my shoulder lightly “Okay. Uh…what kind of deal?” The bell rings saying lunch is over, “Cocks. Okay. I've gotta get all the way to C Hall but, um, meet me after school we've got work to do.” Hunter said, I nod my head as an alright and as Hunter walks away “Hail Satan” and Hunter paint at him “‘Sup, Robbie” as I continue looking through the book.
After school I meet Hunter at his car “Hop in” “Where are we going?” I asked Hunter, Hunter then showed his dad’s American Express card. Then I get in the car.
Kevin’s POV
It doesn’t seem metal to ask if he got his dad’s permission so I won’t,
After driving for about 15 minutes, we stop off at a music store we walk in the door. But this…This definitely seems metal, right? I mean, I think it does. I’m not sure my mom and dad will. We start looking around for the drums once we find them, we find a drum set, “These drums are going to be huge for us” Hunter said look at them like he was in love.
He was right. They’re huge. These thing can barely fit in my room, I start pumping myself to play them and I start playing erratically and hitting the cymbals really loud when my mom comes in and sigh, then there’s a loud bang on the wall “Shut the fuck up!” the man from next door yells and my mom looks at me “Can I borrow the car?” I asked her “If you drop your brother off first. Your father will pick him up between shifts.” Then she leaves and shuts the door.
(Scene skip ⏭️)
I’m the best at crawl, and I can tread water the second longest.” My little brother said “That’s good Earl” I told him while putting all the drum stuff in the car “And I can do the best cannonball, everybody says. What’s all this stuff?” He asked “My drums.” I told him “Drums are dumb.” He said and smiled “Yeah” I whispered and sighed.
(Scene skip ⏭️)
I’m at the high school taking my drum stuff out of the car and setting it on the ground, then bring it into the schools practice room and sitting everything up and sitting down then pulling out the sheet music for Machinery Of Torment Hunter made for me. I then hear the sound of a cello in the distance and I stop what I’m doing and leave the room to fellow the sound of the cello and I continue walking down the hallway and see Y/n through the window of the room and the door is slightly open then I fully open the door and she stops playing and looks up at me “I thought you were a clarinet player.”
“No” she laughs “No. That was just so I could do marching band instead of PE.” I said “I do that too” I told her and she nodded slightly “Um…I saw you on the field” I said to her and she looks down and sighs “Yeah, that was my fault. I hadn’t taken my meds for, like…a week.” She told me and sighed again “I--I take Pepcid, so…” I looked a her and she gave me a tight lip smile and hummed and I pulled the sheet music out of my pocket “Do you like heavy metal at all?” I asked her “Like Rock of Ages?” She asked and I chuckle softly.
“Uh, no. More like…post-death doom metal?” Then she shakes her head “I don’t know what that is?” So I hand her the sheet music and she puts it with hers then she looks up and smiles at me and starts play the song and it sounds good, really low, and she stops and looks back up at me and I chuckle then she laughs.
Part 4 🥁
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Yandere Bob Velseb from Spooky Month x Reader please?
Creepy cannibal
Spooky month (Yandere Bob x Reader)
Warnings: kidnap, violence (does Kevin count as a major or minor character death?), forced/implied/mention cannibalism, forced kissing (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)
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(Y/n) walks into the candy store. She smiles when she locks eyes with the candy man himself, Kevin. He glances at her and gives her a genuine smile before going back to the customer. (Y/n) decides to walk around and look at all the candy. It was always a hard choice between chocolate and other candies. (Y/n) glances at the window she could’ve sworn she had seen something red outside. Once it was clear she shook the thought away, passing it off as just a reflection. She glances at the customer and Kevin, and she internally groans. Did this customer order like a million things? Eventually, the customer left, and (Y/n) walks up to the counter with a smile. She sets a bag of candy down.
“Hey there stranger, come here often?” (Y/n) chuckles, Kevin huffs and rolls his eyes at the comment. (Y/n) could tell he wanted to grin.
“You serious?” (Y/n) giggles with a nod. Kevin rings her up, she ordered the same thing every time.
“Your day was that bad, huh?” (Y/n) pays for her things as Kevin and her talk. Though it was mainly Kevin ranting about his job.
~~~
(Y/n) glances at the clock, there were only ten minutes until Kevin’s shift is over. Kevin’s eyes follow, and he took a deep breath before letting it out.
“Hey (Y/n) do you uh…do you maybe want to go-“ The front door opened a sound Kevin had learned to hate, it had a specific noise. The jiggle from the bells attached to the door along with the squeak. Kevin huffs and looks up.
“Hello wel-“ He freezes mid-sentence a look of fear coming over his features. (Y/n) follows his look turning around. A man stood there in a red devil costume with a knife in his hand. Along with the costume he wore an unnaturally large grin that drool leaked from. The man stalks over making eye contact with (Y/n), and that was enough for Kevin to jump into action- well his own form of it. He runs to the gum ball machine and twists the handle, gum balls roll out in front of the man’s path. However, the man just slid his feet pushing them out of the way. Kevin’s eyes widen as he takes (Y/n)’s hand to pull her way. They try to escape out the back door, however, it was blocked.
“G-go!” (Y/n) stutters watching the man grow closer. Kevin slams his body against the door.
“I-I can’t- it’s blocked.”
The man grew close enough for (Y/n) to at least land one good punch. (Y/n) tried to kick and punch him, she aims for his balls but he grabs her leg and pulls her close. Kevin couldn’t do anything, the man drapes a cloth over her mouth and nose. Her eyes widen as she struggles against the man, trying not to breathe. Kevin jumps trying to attack the man, and (Y/n) drops to the floor unconscious. The man catches Kevin’s punch and twisted it until there was a sickening snap. Kevin yells out in pain, which was music to the man’s ears. The man grabs Kevin’s hair and slams his head into the wall knocking him out.
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(Y/n) wakes up her vision was swimming and everything sounded like it was underwater. She was vaguely aware that she was tied down to a chair in a dark room. As her hearing started to fix itself a heart-crushing sound started to make itself known. She looks towards the source. She can just barely make out the man standing over Kevin cutting him in various places.
“Stop! Stop! Hurting him!” She cried the man stops immediately and turns towards her with the same grin. (Y/n) felt scared but relieved that he wasn’t hurting Kevin anymore. The man begins to walk over to (Y/n). Kevin struggles against his restraints.
“(Y/n) no!” He groans out.
The man leans over her, she turns her head expecting the worst. The man grabs her chin forcing her to look at him. She whimpers and squeezes her eyes shut.
“Open your eyes.” He says in a deep raspy voice, she could hear the grin. It made her sick, but she does as she’s told out of fear.
“Hello darlin’” He runs the dull end of the blade against her cheek, being careful not to hurt his prize. The man squeezes her chin and pulls her into a kiss. She squirms around trying to escape, she starts to cry. Kevin watches in a pure white rage, the man lets her go.
“You taste better in person.” He grins, and (Y/n) lets out a sob of fear and disgust.
Kevin tries to fumble with the ropes that tied him down, but unfortunately, it didn’t get him anywhere. The man obviously knew what he was doing.
“W-who are you?… What do y-you want?” She manages to choke out in a shaky voice. The man brings a hand to her tears and wipes them, she flinches away.
“I’m Bob darlin’, and I’ve been watching you for quite a while. And I must admit that I couldn’t wait to have you all to myself.”
“Fuck you! She doesn’t want you fucker!” Kevin practically screamed, he shocked the whole room into a silence. Bob turns towards him, he was frowning. Somehow that was even scarier. Bob grips his knife and walks over to Kevin. Kevin shrinks away in fear- he knew his big mouth was going to be the death of him. Bob grabs ahold of Kevin’s neck choking him. (Y/n) immediately cries out.
“No! S-Stop! Plea-“ She cut herself off when there was a loud crack. She stares as Kevin’s body goes limp and unmoving, when Bob let his body go he slumps. (Y/n) choked on a sob she couldn’t tear her eyes away from Kevin. Apart of her hoped and begged that Kevin was still alive…but she knew the truth. She began to hyperventilate, short quick breaths shook her body. She faintly hears the door open and then close. Was he gone? Could she try to escape? Would it matter if she could?
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(Y/n)’s eyes flutter open, it takes her a moment to remember the waking nightmare she was in. When did she fall asleep? She looks hesitatingly to the other chair, Kevin wasn’t there. She didn’t know if that was worse or better. She begins to cry again, thankfully Bob was nowhere to be seen. She tried to loosen her ropes but only ended up rubbing her skin raw. She heard a soft click and the small creak of a door, and her head shoots up. Bob walks into the room holding a plate of food, it looked to be a Burger. (Y/n) whimpers closing her eyes as he approached.
“P-please let me go.” She begs, Bob said nothing with a grin. He sets the food on a table that was a few feet away from her. He grabs her ropes and cuts them, freeing (Y/n). He gently takes her hand and rubs the raw skin.
(Y/n)’s breath hitches, Bob allows her to pull her hand away. She wasn’t going anywhere so he had all the time in the world to make her like him. (Y/n) begins to overthink and starts to shake. He was being nice why?
“Go on darlin’ you need the protein.” He says setting the plate of food in her lap.
“Why?” She cried.
“Cause darlin’ I love you and I’m never letting you go.” Bob smiles. “Now eat, it took me a long time to prepare that meat special just for you.”
She cries as she picks up the burger, fearing that she wouldn’t eat he would hurt her. She takes a bite and would never admit it but it tasted good, kind of like pork in a weird way.
Bob's grin widen as if he knew something she didn’t it made her scared.
“You finish your food, I’ll be in the living room. Meet me there darlin’” He pats her head like a dog.
“Oh and darlin’, don’t try escaping. You won’t get out.”
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Knock His Block | Eddie Munson x (Shy) Fem!Reader |
Summary: Eddie can't stop himself when he sees you defenseless. When Jason is seen picking on you, the shy girl, he decides to be a bit chivalrous and offers to be your bodyguard.
(Warnings blood, Jason, fluff, angst, chilvarous!Eddie, fighting, blood, broken noses)
Hello my lovely readers I wanted to take time to let you know that from now on we will refer to Y/N as 'Belle' and I know this may be a bit frustrating for some of my readers, but I simply cannot stand to write (Y/N) in my stories. It is still an X Reader and there are no special physical descriptions of the reader and I will not give a specific body type. Simply imagine it's your name instead of Belle. Thank you! If you chose to stop reading or have questions I understand!
"So, Eddie?" Dustin speaks up eyes darting over to his unusually silent friend.
Eddie is idly tapping his knuckles on the speckled table beneath, clearly deep in thought. Only being brough out of when his name is called. "Hmm?" He hums, eyes flitting over to gaze at the small curly haired boy a small indication to let him know that he was listening.
"Are you listening?" Dustin asked and the metalhead huffs a short laugh leaving him.
"Sorry, no. Jus' been thinking." Eddie replied, palms flattening out against the surface before leaning back to straighten up in his chair. Like a king on a throne. Eddie surely was something to admire.
"Great." Dustin states. "But are you really cancelling Hellfire?" He reiterated his question still reeling from the announcement. The other members, Gareth, Jeff and Kevin looked to their leader for an answer. It was almost unheard for Eddie to cancel any meetings especially at the end of a campaign. He was insane! Or had to be because it would explain a lot.
Eddie sighs shoulders dropping, "Alright, I'll let you in on a little secret." He watches as they all lean forward turning an ear to listen to what their leader had to say. Eddie glances around the cafeteria, before leaning in too. "Boys, I've got a date with destiny."
"The girl from homeroom?" Gareth chimed in and Eddie responded with a groan elbowing him.
The drummer didn't appreciate the sentiment. "Ow." He whined rubbing his side.
"No, with that cutie in O'Donnell's." Eddie corrected, eyeing to his watchful flock. Then they flit over to the doors at then end of the lunch hall. "Speak and she appears." They all turn their eyes to view the mystery girl.
"Belle?" Jeff was shocked. "You have a date with her? Isn't she like super quiet? Barely says anything?" He furrowed his brow in despite of Eddie's admittance to said 'date' although he made it clear.
"Well." He shrugs non-chalant, hands clapping together. "It's not really a date. She's coming over to mine to study, so." Eddie looks back down at his hands fidling with his ring entranced by the shiny metal.
"But you wish it was a date." Jeff comments reaching for his soda and Eddie looks up back to the bassist.
"What?"
"He said you wish it was was date." Gareth intrudes into the conversation, Dustin and Mike interlocked in their own world away from the seniors. "Eddie, you have a thing for soft girls. Belle is one of them. I've seen how you look at her."
Eddie shakes his head in disbelief. "I-I can't just ask her I mean... Hello, she fits into a crowd with Steve Harrington!" The guitarist almost shouted.
"Talk to her." Kevin pipes up catching the metalheads attention, still off-guard by the support from his band mates. The younger members excusing themselves to chase after Lucas, but really just didn't want to be a part of all this girl talk.
"Talk-? Talk to her?" Eddie shakes his head and waves his hands wildly. "No, absolutely not. Have you seen me talking to girls."
"Yes." They all agreed.
Eddie huffs slamming his hands down defeat chest puffing out. He was frustrated and who would blame him. "Fine. I'll talk to her and if she.. she doesn't feel the same I'll be done with it."
The others cheered for their friend, a leader, a kind person, and all around genuinely nice guy. Not that most people would think that but they did and that's what matters. So when the bell rang he swiftly made his exit towards your locker. However, when he got there Eddie stopped. Jason was there face to face with you. His head fell back against the white-washed brick and he let out a sigh.
"Come on," Jason urges, "You can't help me just a little?" You look at him as he steps closer leaning on arm on the lockers trapping you.
With a shake of your head you deny him. "Jason, I.. I'm already booked tonight. Tonight I'm tu-tutoring, Eddie-"
"Munson? That fucking- Shit -" He hissed. Clenching his fists in anger as he thinks it over. You alone with Eddie? No - Not on his watch.
"He needed help. So I-I invited him over and.." You trailed off smiling at the thought of being alone with your very own high-school crush. Eddie was sweet, loving, and enthusiastic about the mystical and mysterious.
Eddie pressed his back to the end of the wall and tried to steady his breathing. You sounded excited and eager to spend time with him.
The jock did not seemed to thrilled on his end however. Jason wasn't being exactly to nice with his words. "You what-?!"
"I-I offered to help Ed-Eddie tonight for the- the final." You stammered helplessly. Eddie felt his heart crack at the soft tember of your voice. You sounded frightened. Terrified even.
"Why?! Eddie is just gonna fail anyway he probably just wants to get into your pants or use you for his fucking cult shit!" Jason snapped. His hand flying past your head and making contact with the locker. You jumped at the near miss of contact. Eddie was peering around the corner watching as Jason got in your face. Nose to nose. He was seeing red in that moment.
You choked on your breath as Jason's fingers cut of your oxygen supply. His jaw was clenched, brows knitted together and lips pulled back into a scowl.
"H-He's not going to fail. Eddie has being trying really hard-Hgh!" You let out a choked breath as Jason's fingers wrapped around your throat, squeezing just enough to cause bruising. He touched you. His hands on were around your neck and Eddie went berserk.
"You better fucking cancel it. Or I swear I'll make you regret it." He spat. Eddie's sneakers squeaked against the tiles as he rushed over to the scene. It was like a flash of black and blue. Eddie tackled the player to the ground and held him down. Hands gripping Jason's forearms and legs on either side of his thigh.
"Get off me freak!" Jason spat.
"E-Eddie?" You were shocked. The guitarist had come out of nowhere tackling Jason to the ground. Hands on him in an instant.
"No, not until you learn to keep your hands off girls, Carver." Eddie spat, pinning the jock to the floor.
Jason smirked. "Aw, you got the hots for her? You think about her at night?" Eddie faltered for a second and Jason saw through it. "To bad she's usually begging me for more." He snapped.
Ring clad knuckles striking down across Jason's nose a sickening crack could be heard there after. The jock had a broken nose, bleeding and dripping down his face. He kneed Eddie off of him tumbling over until he was over the metalhead. Punch after punch was delivered.
"Stop! Stop!" You cried. Another teacher heard the commotion and helped pull the two students off each other. Peeling them apart from each other then directed them towards the principal office.
That same day you ended up giving Eddie a ride home after spending most of it in detention. He had his van in the shop and needed a ride home. "I'm sorry." Eddie breaks the silence of the ride and you turn to glance at him. His eyes were glassy. Eddie was clearly upset for going crazy on Jason in the hall, but you weren't mad at him.
"Don't be sorry, Eddie. Jason was-"
"Out of line? Hurting you?" He offers a few suggestions and you smile. Those soft eyes look over to your relaxed form. Eyes focused on the road. He wanted nothing but to keep you safe. "Belle?"
His voice was soft something that usually wasn't common with Eddie. "Yes?" You briefly glance at the metalhead and the way the occasional street lamp illuminates his face. The radio plays quietly in the background Every Breath You Take by Sting. You smile, it's a nice touch to the atmosphere.
"I-I want to protect you.. Want to make you feel safe." You almost gasped, heart leaping in your chest at his admittance.
"Eddie, you don't have to. I'm fine-"
"No!" He shouts hands slamming down against the dash, "Fuck, Belle you- you mean so much to me. I like you! I want to be with you and it's crazy how you make me feel." Eddie looks back at you. "Shit.." He just poured his heart out to you and now you were absolutely silent.
"Good, cause I like you too. I could use a bodyguard." You admitted with a smile. Eddie couldn't help the smile that appeared on a face and now he felt like a-million bucks.
"Consider me your knight, your majesty." He speaks a smile on her face now.
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Hey besties.
So thanks to an influx of new followers and from different fandoms and interesting requests I’ve been getting I figured it was needed to repost this.
Things I WILL NOT write for:
-Non con or even CNC
-Age gaps. (Realistic ones are fine. But i refuse to do 18 year old super genius yn who graduated Harvard already and 40+ year old character falls in love with them).
-Basically YN under the age of 30. I’m in my mid 30’s and most people in the industries that my fics involve would be in that age rage, or late 20’s at best if you’re looking under, go elsewhere.
-Underage yn’s. If you want a fic where yn is the chlld this is NOT the place.
-stories involving losing virginities. While i may write someones first experience with the the same sex, or a specific style, i do not write virgin characters
-pregnant y/n’s. It’s very rare I will accept requests involving pregnancy
-Male yn’s. Nothing against it but as a female, esp when it comes to smut I’m uncomfortable writing it.
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Emily Prentiss, Derek Morgan, Alex Blake, Tara Lewis, Aaron Hotchner
House of Cards:
Heather Dunbar, Jackie Sharp
-Duckie (heather x jackie)
Homeland:
Elizabeth Keane
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heya im here requesting kevin…again. how about kevin and reader are secretly dating and the way hunter finds out is that kevin n reader have a pregnancy scare so they arent as careful and accidentally leave the pregnancy test out on the open in her room and then hunter later sees kevin kiss her and hunter freaks out on them. ofc dont feel pressured to write this ty for the consideration! <3
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sorry this took so long!
kevin schlieb x reader. although they/them pronouns were used its involves pregnancy so yk.
cw- pregnancy, like 2 curse words, hunter being slightly obnoxious, slight panic?? idk tbh
“fucking hell.” you let out an exasperated sigh, sitting on the edge of your bed as your leg bounces up and down anxiously.
“what am i gonna do?” you ask yourself quietly, looking down to your hand with the pregnancy test in it.
you put the test on the corner of your dresser, taking a steadying breath.
“what day is it?” you question, pulling your phone out of your back pocket.
“sunday. so i can tell him tomorrow at school. great. however, i have no idea what im gonna tell hunter but ill figure that out when the time comes!”
after going downstairs and getting a snack you go back in your room and put a movie on, falling asleep soon after.
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hunter hadn’t heard anything from y/n’s room in a while, so decided to check on her. quietly opening the door he looked around their room and soon see them lying on their bed.
“y/n!” he whisper-yelled.
“are you sleeping?”
he receives no response, so he walked over to the bedside table, grabbing the bowl sat there to take it to the kitchen, but something caught his attention making him pause.
‘this better not be positive’ he thought to himself as he eyed the pregnancy tester sat innocently on the desk.
he stared at the middle of it.
‘shit, its positive. did they see this before they fell asleep? should i wake them up? no let them sleep stupid if they didnt see it thell see it when they wake up tomorrow’ so many thoughts rush through his head, and it’s not even his problem to deal with.
one particular thought nagged at the back of his head until he couldn’t ignore it anymore.
‘who? who are they doing stuff with? i mean like y/n’s one of the most single people i know. well- not as single as me but… close enough!’ he thought to himself again.
hunter quickly came to the conclusion that he wouldn’t tell anyone. it wasn’t his issue, and was quite frankly none of his business. he would just wait and see how this all plays out.
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as the obnoxiously loud ringing of the bell shocks you, you get up from your seat along with the other 20 kids in your class and exit the classroom.
the only difference this time was that instead of kevin going to a normal class, he would go with hunter to band practice.
before he could open the door, y/n grabbed kevin’s arm and pulls him behind it, making him jump.
“woah, hey! don’t you have art right now?” he questioned.
you always liked the fact that you both remembered eachother’s class schedule. you always knew where the other was.
“yeah but listen i have to tell you something. and i know you’re busy right now and have stuff to do and-“ you ranted.
kevin cuts your ramblings short by placing his hands on your shoulders.
“hey, slow down. i can skip today if you want.” he says moving his calloused hands up and down your arms soothingly.
“no i don’t want you to skip.” your voice slightly calmer.
“impregnant.” you speak so quickly your words merged together.
kevin’s eyes widened and he didn’t say anything at first. he just stared at you.
“are you coming or what? you need to practice more man!” hunter yells to him, rolling his eyes and not giving anyone the chance to respond.
tears started forming in your eyes, his lack of response starting to scare you.
he glanced around awkwardly and took both of your hands in his
“hey hey it’s ok!” he says reassuringly.
“no kevin it’s not, what are we gonna do?” you say, voice shaking.
“well. we have a few options and we have time to decide. we will figure something out.” he leans in to kiss you not noticing that hunter never walked away from the door.
“oh my god! you? kevin? seriously!” hunter yells in disgust, swinging open the door to the music room.
“y/n, out of all the people you could’ve banged and you chose this nerd?” hunter laughed, smacking kevin on the back of his head playfully.
#kevin schlieb#kevin schlieb x reader#metal lords#Metal lords x reader#jaeden lieberher#jaeden lieberher x reader#jaeden martell#jaeden martell x reader#hunter sylvester#Hunter Sylvester x reader#emily spector#emily spector x reader#adrian greensmith#Adrian Greensmith x reader#isis hainsworth#isis hainsworth x reader#x reader#x y/n#x yn#y/n#yn
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Player Might Be Me
Word count; 14, 283
Fandom; The Boyz & Stray Kids Featuring a bit of Itzy
Pairing; Reader X Lee Juyeon, Reader X Seo Changbin, Reader X Bang Chan aka Christopher, Bang Chan X Seo Changbin, Lee Minho aka Lee Know X Shin Ryujin & Bae Jacob X Choi Jisoo aka Lia.
Characters; Lee Juyeon, Seo Changbin, Bang Chan, Moon Kevin, Ju Haknyeon, Lee Hyunjae, Lee Sangyeon, Bae Jacob, Sohn Eric, Kim Sunwoo, Lee Minho, Shin Ryujin, Choi Jisoo, Kim Younghoon, Choi Chanhee, Hur Hyunjun aka Hwall, Ji Changmin, Han Jisung, Hwang Hyunjin, Lee Felix, Kim Seungmin and Yang Jeongin.
Warning; Angst, Cover story relationship, Talk of arranged marriages Polyamory, Jealousy, Degrading, Pregnancy & Labour, Talk of abortions, Children hospitalisation, fights, fingering, Maiesiophilia & Threesomes.
Notes; Part Three of Player/Player at the wedding
Happy Birthday Juyeon 😘❤️
Taglist; @ilovechanhee
The door bell hollowed through the house, annoyance deliberately targeting you. Making your way through the empty house you moved towards the front door. Heart freezing when you recognised the two figures that seemingly looked ready to break the door down.
“Y/N we know your in there, don’t be dramatic and answer the door,” Kevin shouted through the glass panel. You should have known that Kevin and Haknyeon would not have let you leave town so easily.
Opening the door like a scolded child Kevin narrowed his eyes your way with his arms crossed. Haknyeon even in his smiling gaze looked irked at your behaviour. “Please forget me,” Kevin growled shoving your note in your face. “Do you think your so little to us that we would just be happy with this silly note,” he added throwing the paper to the floor. “Just because you can forget us don’t mean it’s the same emotions that we own,” he said hurt as your eyes looked to the written apology. “Y/N,” please say something,” Haknyeon pleaded bringing your eye contact back. “I’m sorry I couldn’t stay, not like that, not round him,” you choked as Haknyeons eyes softened. “We understand that, more then anything,” Haknyeon said stepping towards you. “But why did you run from us?” he added grabbing your hands warmly. “Because I need a fresh start away from everything Juyeon, I don’t want to be that person he was making me,” you said with tears pricking your eyes. “Since when did we represent Juyeon, you know we both can not stand him. We didn’t even like him when you was dating, what makes you think we would like him now,” Kevin said more softer. “Y/N you could never be like him,” Haknyeon added tightening his grip.
“We’re family Y/N, you don’t walk away from family,” Kevin said placing his hand on your shoulder as tears began to slide. “Right I’ve scolded you, let’s leave that here but you are never going to walk away from us again right?” He glared in your eyes that caused you to tearfully nod. “Come here Silly,” he said pulling you into his hold, Haknyeon’s hands slipping from the crush between yours and Kevin’s body as tears began to fall.
With your friendship with Kevin and Haknyeon reassumed, they both visited regularly, many nights comforting you and slowly building you back your life. But the second you had started to rebuild your life again once more, life threw you back into the hell you had clawed from.
“Shit,” Haknyeon said holding the test for dear life in his hands as he looked his way to you. Your mind froze as it swirled through all sort of thoughts, one’s that you couldn’t even focus on because your world was going black once more. “It’s ok Y/N listen it’s ok, we will sort this I promise you,” Kevin echoed around you as he placed his hands on your shoulders. But even his words of comfort and reassurance couldn’t take away the fear deep in the Pitt of your stomach. You was pregnant and the only person you had slept with was Lee Juyeon just a couple months prior. It didn’t matter that you wanted a fresh start, the universe was finding a way to derail you.
“No child will change him Y/N, Haknyeon said with sorrowful eyes when you suggested going back to Seoul to return to him. “You don’t know that,” you cried as you tried to hold on to the family picture your mind had given you. “Y/N, he’s been sleeping with those girls since you left, that’s how much he cares,” Kevin growled with annoyance. “But that’s different there relationships, this is a child,” you cry pleading as if they could fix your ideal dream future. You knew being unmarried your father would scorn you once hearing of your predicament. “Fine ring him, but he will only hurt you and this time a tiny child too,” Kevin scoffed passing you his phone. You looked at Juyeon’s number in fear like it was set to burn you before taking your eyes back to his.
“Test him,” Haknyeon said into the silence as you both looked his way. “What?“ you scoffed looking confused at him. “He slept with a friend of mine just last month, she owes me a favour. I’ll make a comment that I think she’s pregnant let’s see his reaction,” he said looking at you seriously. Kevin looks at you and you see it’s a plan he approved as you nod your head at him.
Being back in Haknyeon’s apartment is weird, it’s your comfort, many great nights was spent there. But you remember Juyeon’s sleeping body laid like a ghost on the sofa. Your muscles twitched as you remember the way his fingers dug in to devour you the very last night of your relationship. “You can change your mind right,” Kevin said worried with your sudden display of emotions. “No I need to know,” you added holding your tears at bay. Slipping into the bedroom when the door buzzed, fingers intwined willing for Juyeon to show a sign of excitement, a sign of responsibility.
But that’s not what followed when Haknyeon spun his line. “Why are you telling me?” Juyeon growled. “Because you’ve already fucked up one of my friends lives, Mirae deserves better, she needs you to step up,” Haknyeon said with a raised tone. “Mirae is just as much as a dirty dog as me, that kid probably wouldn’t be mine,” he said sounding so uninterested. “And If it is,” Haknyeon pushed further. “Mate I haven’t got time for this Bullshit, Mirae’s problems are her own and not mine so go play games with someone else. You like fixing my mess you deal with it,” Juyeon said sounding so cold. “Right mature levels that I expected, but you know what I expected even fatherhood might inspire you with some form of need to grow up,” Haknyeon lectured as your heart began to burn. “No one tells me when it’s my time to grow up, if she is there’s always the option for an abortion,” he growled as the Pitt of your stomach churned. “Your an asshole Lee Juyeon,” Haknyeon matched his tone. “You know what, even if it’s not mine I’ll pay for the abortion, who wants to be lumbered with a crying shitting machine anyway,” he add, as if he was deliberately setting to hurt you further more. “You know what, I don’t know why I had faith in you,” Haknyeon said, his tone setting close to anger. “Well I didn’t ask you to,” he said snarky as if he was amused at the disappointment he was showing. “Get out,” Haknyeon shouted like the anger he was holding on was about to be out leashed. “With pleasure,” Juyeon said sounding pleased at the commotion he left behind.
The second the door shut the tears you held at bay poured as Kevin pulled you into his warm embrace. Haknyeon’s hands pressing on your back as you sobbed, to show his support as he dashed to the room. Quietness stilled as they both comforted you, the words of ‘I told you so’ that you expected to come didn’t.
“What am I going to do? What am I going to tell my father?” You cried looking up at Kevin. He pursed his lips deep in thought as you looked up at him with tear stained eyes. “I’ll fix it I promise, I’ll find someone to take care of you both,” he said slightly smiling in an attempt to reassure you.
When you imagined all the ways that Kevin would fix the mess you had gotten into you never thought Hyunjae would be the answer. “What?” Hyunjae replied paling with slight confusion. “You like her, she liked you, she’s pregnant she needs you,” Kevin explained as if you and the baby was some form of business deal. “Kevin did you fall and hurt yourself, like badly brain damaging hurt yourself,” Hyunjae scoffed at his friend. “No she needs help,” Kevin pleaded as silence fell. “And you thought of me, like it’s already crazy that your finding some sort of husband for your befallen friend, no offence,” he paused smiling at you briefly. “But me, why me? do I look father material?” Hyunjae added. “Firstly I thought she was our friend and secondly you love kids. Your lost in a world as soon as you see a baby,” Kevin explained. “Y/N you know I love you and will always fight for you,” Hyunjae smiled your way as you mirrored. “I love babies there cute so tiny and so squishy, but not my own actual baby to bring up, even if it’s one that’s not from my loin, not now anyway,” he replied. “Plus this is wrong I know the man’s a jerk but still, it’s his baby,” he added pulling his hand through his hair.
“He wants an abortion,” you choke out the words having never left your mind since he spoke them. Hyunjae breathed in deeply before making his way to you, wrapping his arms around your wearily body as he pulled you in. “Y/N I wish I could help but this is too much,” he said softly as you nodded understanding. “I know, I’m sorry we shouldn’t have even asked you,” you said feeling numb. “You know nothing would please me to be the person who has you weak for me every night I come home to you, but being a father to a child I didn’t make right now when we are so young, I can’t do it,” he adds cupping your face. “It’s a stupid idea,” you said letting tears slip.
The whole situation was crazy and was zapping any energy into your life right that moment.
Pressing a kiss to your nose he pulled you in tightly. “It’s not a stupid idea, it’s just I’m not equipped for what you need from me right now,” he said kissing your crown. “I’ll help though, you know being him or her favourite uncle,” he said as you chuckled. “I’m sure there be someone that I can help find what you need though,” he added reassuringly.
Like he had promised he fixed the situation. You was sat facing two strangers who had offered to save your situation. The comfort of Hyunjae’s apartment around you, you looked at the pair blushing. “This is Christopher,” Hyunjae Introduced as he was grinning so widely, but yet also very warmly. “This is Changbin,” he added as you nodded once more to Christopher’s Boyfriend. His smile not reaching his eyes as if he was daring into your soul making you gulp slightly. “And this is our beautiful lady in distress,” Hyunjae teased as you shot him a glare earning a chuckle.
“Can I be honest and straight to the point with you Y/N,” Changbin asked as if he was trying to work you out. You nodded trying to warm him with a smile that failed. “What If the real father comes back on the scenes?” he asked as you blinked surprised by his outright question. “Binnie,” Christopher scorned softly trying to smile even brighter at you, as If he was counteracting the slight tension Changbin was emitting. “Chris I need to know, I don’t want to fall in a trap that goes south,” he said softly, yet to the point before looking your way. “The baby’s father wanted me to have an abortion he isn’t coming back,” you replied. “But you love him?” Changbin asked as you nodded watching Christopher’s smile slightly drop. “What’s to stop us giving you and that baby what you need, to then throw us away If the dad comes back,” he asked with wary concern behind his eyes.
Pulling in your bottom lip he had a good point. You had wanted a family with Juyeon and so his change of mind would be all you needed and everything you wanted. “See she can’t answer that,” he said looking at His partner. “Chris you can’t keep saving people, not when they can’t be honest,” he said, his tone showing he didn’t trust you.
“I can answer,” you said as they looked your way. “I could say what you want, tell you you can trust me, this baby will be brought up by just us three alone, a family hiding your secrets yet comforting as one strong unit,” you smiled as Christopher could see content in the picture you painted. “I could also tell you what you clearly want to hear, that I’m so badly in love with the guy who’s dna is in my child and that I’m just saving my self. Then your right, this idea is bad and you should run,” you added looking at Changbin as he’s eyes smalled slightly. “But if I’m honest I can’t tell you to trust me, I can’t tell you this is safe,” you added biting your lip. “I love this baby’s real dad very much, you don’t know how I’ve tried so much not to, but I can’t help it I really do,” you said looking at Changbin with watery eyes. “He isn’t just not father material but he also doesn’t want to be a father, his chosen route in his words,” you pause taking a breath. “Even if it wasn’t his he’ll pay for the abortion because who wants to be lumbered with a child,” you added as tears slipped.
“Y/N,” Christopher chokes looking saddened to view your tears and hear those words. “Does that sound like a man coming to claim his family?” You asked looking at Changbin as his view soften. “I can’t give you any promises, but I can be honest I need saving,” you added brutally as Hyunjae’s hands found yours under the table. “But can any of us guarantee that this will work?” You asked them. “What do you mean? how are we going to break your heart? you will always be that baby’s mum,” Changbin scoffed. “Can you promise each other that you won’t feel some sort of emotion for me when I become your family, I know your both bisexual,” you said making Christopher blush. “What if Me and Christopher fall in love and run away,” you said as Changbin started laughing heavily.
“Oh thanks, feel the love,” Christopher scoffed as Changbin calmed down holding his hand. “You really telling me your going to fall in love and run away leaving me behind,” he says with full confidence. “I could do,” Christopher said playfully that made you smile at there cute display of there relationship. “One week and you would be back,” Changbin winked as you felt the heat of your cheeks blush. “That would be because you need me to stop you setting fire to the kitchen,” Christopher scoffed. The way they interacted together was contenting to view.
You knew the deal to be there cover for there relationship in offer for a family, that your unborn child would be better off with them then Juyeon.
“You made a good point I’m thankful for your honesty,” Changbin said after taking you into his view once more. “What’s that, one of you could fall for my charm and run away with me,” you teased as Christopher smirked. “Oh you have so met your match,” he said nudging Changbin.
That was the start of your relationship with them both. It was meant to be just a cover story, You was Christopher’s girlfriend to the world, but behind the door when your hand slipped Changbin took over. You had ear pods to help close the hearing from the thin walls of there own relationship, but you was content. While Christopher mothered over you, Changbin who at first was still wary, started warming up with help from Christopher’s coaxing. However, you both became a bad influence and often joining forces against your cover partner.
As for your pregnancy the golden rule of not mentioning anything to do with Juyeon was the ultimate deal. They didn’t even want to know his name, Kevin, Haknyeon & Hyunjae forced to be tight lipped. It was as if in your mind your dreams was replaced with Christopher In Juyeon’s place.
Christopher was the doting expecting father. However, often suffocating you with nutrition meal plans even down to the music you heard. He wanted his child to hear there voices as there melody. Which explained the routine parts of the day as Christopher held your stomach playing the mixtapes him and Changbin made.
Changbin on the other hand sneaked in your cravings, you had a unhealthy addiction for everything that wasn’t healthy, that Christopher wanted you to eat. In particular greasy burgers, it had become your Thursday treat when Christopher had his work meetings with the management line. Changbin would collect you as soon as he finished and would drive you to the nearest Lotteria for a Bulgogi burger. As your bump grew he would swap his Burger with your fries, smiling with smitten features as you devoured his food. He secretly confessed that you eating something that was his and the regular eating date, made him feel like he was connected to the baby. It wasn’t long before he was confessing his fears. Christopher would be daddy but he was just an uncle. Though he didn’t want a family he agreed for Christopher, he had become very fond of you. The thought of losing you equally terrified him then an attachment to a child that wasn’t his.
Your platonic relationship between you and them changed almost over night. It was like you all felt chemistry, but in fear of complicating your home life further you kept your distance when things got too much, like it was a fuse away from exploding. As always your unborn child being the explosion in the situation.
“What’s wrong with that idea?” Changbin scoffed when you told him the doctors suggestions to push your labour along. “Are you seriously suggesting we add another person in to encourage our child out,” Christopher scoffed his way, after hearing Changbin’s response to the doctors joke. She had merrily joked that semen from sex helped overdue mothers, one that emitted a blush from you both.
“No she has us for that,” Changbin said his eyes widening towards his partner. “Your thinking crazy right now,” Christopher replied getting off the sofa to make his way towards the kitchen. “No I’m thinking like a dad, which is what your meant to be doing,” Changbin growled.
Christopher looked at him hurt in his eyes. You was use to squabbles, Changbin often blowing up with his emotions but to attack Christopher as a parent felt a low attack. “Please explain how making our already confusing situation any more fucked up then it already is, is better for our child,” Christopher said growling with more anger then you witnessed before.
“Do you want them to be over due? Do you realise how uncomfortable it is for Y/N, or have you forgotten her in this whole damn thing. She’s this baby’s mum not a surrogate,” Changbin ranted. Christopher eyes brushed to you as you pulled your knees towards you in pure uncomfortableness with the whole argument. “Have you even asked Y/N instead of being her spokesman?” Christopher asked almost calmer. Changbin instantly looked to you, his eyes darkened slightly more then usual, but silence upon his features. “Can we just not argue I don’t like it,” you whispered making them both rush to you with guilt.
“Sorry Y/N,” Changbin said pulling your shoulder so you tumbled into him, letting your knees fall on his thighs. “Yes I’m sorry too, I’m sure we can find a way to help you,” Christopher said smiling. “I’m sure Hyunjae would help,” he added as Changbin looked in horror. “Chris how can we be a family, this child is yours but I’m just the uncle, by Hyunjae helping that means he has a much more claim then me,” Changbin said re getting irked once more. “So your telling me by you fucking her it means your feel closer,” Christopher scoffed towards him once more as you felt the brief respite disappear.
“No if we do it together then it’s something I’m included in,” Changbin bit out. “Do you know how hard it is watching you two go to scans, hospital appointments, picking out names, leaving me in the corner feeling as if I’m just the person who satisfies your sexual needs but nothing more,” he cried showing the pain that till now he hid from his lover. “But isn’t that what you wanted, you didn’t want this, you didn’t want to be a dad. You only did this to please me,” Christopher shouted back. “Well things changed, I’ve held that little one as they kicked my hands, held Y/N’s hair why she’s been sick, made her giggle when she’s been sad,” he paused looking at you with a brief break of warmth in his features. “I’ve dreamt just like you, her future, our future, our family of four,” he said more soften closing his eyes as he willed the dream to hold him once more.
“How long have you felt like this?” Christopher asks looking shocked by his admission. “Since I felt her kick my hand when I fed her mother my burger,” he wiped a tear but looked content in the memory that you didn’t even realise. “I’m sorry I didn’t realise I pushed you into the cold,” Christopher said closing his eyes. He turned his back on you both turning around to look you with a different unknown view in his eyes.
“Y/N what’s your take on this?” he asked closing his eyes briefly once more. “What on how I’ve equally pushed him out, I already knew it and set time for him,” you said looking guilty. “That’s sweet but i didn’t mean that, I wasn’t blind to your unhealthy dinner dates,” he said raising an eye at you as you looked guilty at him. “I meant your take in Changbin’s suggestion, about you know,” he said blushing a deep set of red. “Oh,” you said pausing as you bit on your lip briefly that earnt a gulp from Changbin’s breath, that caught both your attention.
Had you thought sexually of them both? yes you sure had. There moans was often what pushed you over the edge as your knuckles went white pleasuring yourself. “Well her silence tells us what we need to know,” Christopher said pushing his lips and widening his eyes at Changbin’s which had fallen. “It’s because I’m trying to find the words that don’t sound like I’m some sort of cock whore,” you blushed looking to the floor. “Wait so you want to, you know,” , “have sex with us both,” Changbin added smirking at Christopher’s deep blushes. You nodded blushed almost as red as Christopher’s as Changbin fell to the sofa nudging you. “Oh Y/N your such a cute little thing blushing like a what did you call it, cock whore,” he winked.
You couldn’t remember the path between that phase and suddenly being dragged by Changbin to your bed room. Heavily amount of kisses passed you had been sure of that. You had been sex starved for over nine months and desperately needing the release from more then your fingers. Desperate to hear there moans as they drove themselves mad on you.
Christopher’s eyes at your naked body was pure doe eyed at your fully naked pregnant appearance. “Changbin don’t hate me, but that’s such a turn on that I never imagined I’d have,” He scoffed. “You and me both,” Changbin choked as you took his eyes, dark with lust filled hunger. “Well we ride together we die together,” he added as his hands rummaged your breasts. Which made Christopher belt out into hysterics, Changbin eyes narrowing on him which you had to admit looked hot. “Sorry I was just laughing because we aren’t riding together, she’ll be riding us,” he smirked blushing like crazy.
“Sorry, one second,” Changbin said holding a finger before he made his way to his lover. “Your so cute when you say something so sexy, but I love you like it, never change,” he complimented looking in his eyes as his lips attacked him.
Like earlier in the living room, your thighs clenched viewing the depth of there relationship. Changbin’s eyes finding yours almost salivated at there display, that he smirked at you with pure devilish view in his eyes. Turning you into him he let his clothed bulged press against your ass, his hands holding your belly. Kisses along your neck you feel Christopher spraying his hands over your bump. Like his partner they both was finding themselves turned on by your glowing pregnant view. “Do you know how beautiful you are carrying our baby,” he said deeply that your thighs dampened. “Yes our baby,” Changbin whispered into your ear that had you almost choke.
Once you had got used to Christopher’s emotion’s for your voluptuous view you was hovering over his cock. “Baby, don’t hold back,” he smiled looking lost in your eyes. His fingers reassuringly brushing over your thighs as sudden nervousness attacked. Whimpering you slid yourself down on him as you closed your eyes, biting your lips as you got use to being filled once more. Changbin behind you, held your breasts as he knead them while you set your rhythm on Christopher. “You feel so tight, shit,” Christopher whined himself as his hands gripped on to your hips. Changbin presses his hands to your face to lean your lips towards his, tongue sucking down the moans spilling from your lips. Fingers finding your clit Christopher rubbed circles into your throbbing nub.
Walls clamping on his cock had his own deeper groans making your release creep up. “Y/N, oh my god, shit,” he cry’s, fingers digging into your flesh as his pace becomes sluggish on there attack. He spills himself deep in you and the warmth of his hot seed, scrunched face, and choking sounds throws you off the edge. Lips falling from Changbin, you lean on to your arms, palms resting on Christopher’s hard muscular chest, panting as you struggle to breathe through your intense orgasm. “You ok baby?” Christopher coos lifting your face to view him. “Yeah that was just, yeah, it’s been a while,” you pant as he stifles a chuckle. “Well you haven’t had me fuck you up yet,” you hear Changbin threaten behind you.
“It’s ok sweetie, i won’t make you do all the work,” Changbin says dragging his finger down your spine making you moan as you arch. “When your ready, all fours,” he said pressing kisses to your shoulder as he hovers over you, before placing a kiss to Christopher.
Fingers falling to your cum soaked pussy, Changbin enjoys slowly fucking into you. His digits forgetting your delicate condition, but despite the slight discomfort of his frenzy attacking of his fingers, your juices are flowing. Removing he replaces himself with a slam of his cock, cry’s piercing the air. “Remember the baby,” Christopher scorns him still underneath. “We’re here to encourage it out,” Changbin chuckles before he prepares to set his rhythm. Ignoring Christopher’s request he set a harsh pace against you. Your walls clamping around him helping to fill the most sexy groans deep in your ear. You can feel Christopher hardening beneath you that he’s also weak hearing them too. Christopher’s biting his lips in your eyes lost in his Changbin view, is adding to your once more creeping orgasm. You can hear him struggle to hold his high back as your walls tighten around him. “Y/N,” he growls and the way he runs your voice from his tongue is enough to have your core burn. A second chant of your name is all your core needs to snap as you feel the muscles in your core choke around him. “Fuck,” Changbin growls shaking as he rides his high that you threw into him out. Your body feels over sensitive as he continues to slowly fuck into you, filling you with so much of his seed that you feel it slide down your thighs, spilling on Christopher.
“Well I think that definitely has you fully cum filled,” Changbin said releasing himself. Throwing himself beside you he pats the space between them, Christopher’s beaming grin inviting you to lay with them. As soon as you lay down, Changbin rolls to face you brushing the sweetest kiss to your lips. “We’re not coming back from this are we,” you ask him as he smirks. “Well this is our family now,” Christopher whispers confirming your relationship with them both was sexual now too.
You suddenly woke up clinching your stomach in pain as water gushed your bed. Christopher’s panicked eyes being the only evidence he wasn’t as calm as his reassuring words. Changbin on the other hand was a nervous wreck. His paled face as his cluttered words spilling in his attempt to reassure you as Christopher drove you to the hospital.
His lost expression when he failed to move into the labour suite confused you further. “Changbin,” you whined looking his way. “I’m not the dad,” he said with watery eyes. “Says who?” You question as he tilts his head. “We’re a family remember, please don’t leave us incomplete,” you plead opening your hand to him as he smiled taking it. “What will we say?” he asked Christopher, who looked at peace more then you witnessed. “We’re figure it later, but for now it’s just, owwwwww,” you cried buckling as they both carried you.
The both of them held your hands, supporting you switching roles as Christopher became more panicky having given into his locked emotions. While Changbin, since the conversation outside, took the stronger role, reaching out to bring your focus when you struggled.
When they lifted the tiny bundle into your wearily eyes you smiled at there doe eyed view, tears stains on both there cheeks. You closed your eyes embracing your new family till you viewed your daughter in your arms. Your features there in her nose and dimples, but you was suddenly taken back to reality. She was the spitting image of Juyeon.
You kept his features in the child they was besotted with from them. You knew Christopher was intrigued by the comments he made on features he knew was yours. But Changbin didn’t care, it was like he fell in love with the precious child that he never really wanted, past caring what his lover needed.
Christopher adored the view in Changbin’s eyes and he did the most selfless thing by suggesting a new move. Somewhere that no one knew them.
That instead of Christopher being the family man, that it be Changbin. Though your daughter was registered as Bang Jubin, it was Changbin that slipped into the daddy path, the fiancée.
Everything was perfect till the transfer for Christopher’s job was back in Seoul. Your worried face spilled as you dashed to ring Haknyeon, pleading to find out if Juyeon was still in the area. The huge relief hitting when he confirmed Juyeon had long moved away in an equally similar relationship with Eric, Elle & Lulu. Hearing that he hadn’t changed his ways reminded the tiniest guilt in you, that your relationship with Christopher & Changbin was better suited for Jubin.
Being back in Seoul was great. You was on the outskirts at Seongnam, Still a distance from being too intwined in Christopher’s work life, Changbin’s too as he joined the company, But not too deep in to your former life. It also meant you was more closer for Kevin, Haknyeon and Hyungjae to visit. Hyunjae even encouraging you to return to the club once a month. Meeting with Chanhee, Younghoon and Hwall was what you needed to get your life back. They was all in new relationships and they was all in your little circle of your new life with Changbin and Christopher. Family BBQ’s and many drinks enjoyed at your home where you felt complete.
You had even bumped into Sangyeon who had told you his brother Eric had married Elle, that he seemed to have grown up a little. However, Sunwoo was very much close and up to trouble, encouraging Juyeon’s many nights in other women that wasn’t Lulu. Though it was painful to hear how he continued to mess his relationships, you was glad that he wasn’t in your life no more.
You had met with Jacob and Changmin as well, you didn’t trust that they would run to Juyeon, so kept Jubin and the Christopher and Changbin situation from him. Jacob was happily married to Lia who you had met a couple of times when you had met them for lunch.
Life was perfect as you settled in your new routines in your new life. Watching Jubin and her fathers relationship grow was the most beautiful to witness. Changbin would be the crazy one, letting her get away with anything she wanted. Often rolling around the floor acting as if he matched her age.
Christopher was more the mother hen, making sure she was well fed, scorning you and Changbin both when you fed her too many sweets. He would be the one spending nights reading her story’s, helping to educate her.
As for your own relationship you had a room that was your master bedroom, it was the room that you mostly slept in with them both. Then there was your own and there’s for when they wanted there time. You knew very well you was the secondary relationship and you was fine with that. You adored them but your relationship with them wasn’t as fiery as there own for each other.
Every thing was perfect till the second it wasn’t. Your only worry was being the cover for the weekend on the arms of Changbin, where Christopher was also lurking, at there works colleagues wedding.
However, as your eyes brushed over Christopher in the room looking dashing in his suit your eyes saw him. You felt it without seeing him but you prayed for your mind losing itself. “Yeah he takes my breath away too,” Changbin moaned clearly being taken by his lovers view as well as earning your chuckle. The familiar body spinning to your attention a moment when you realised that it was most definitely who you thought it was, Lee Juyeon.
A small whimper escaping as you froze alerting Changbin to your distress. “Y/N,” he questioned looking worried. “What’s up? who is that? Is that him?” Changbin said as if he knew the answers from the one second yours and Juyeon’s eyes clashed. But you knew he could see his daughters features looking at him. Dashing from the hotel you ran out, you needed to ring Kevin to come collect you. You couldn’t be here, not around him, not when everything you ran from could blow up.
“Y/N please don’t run,” Changbin pleaded when you reached the cold air. “I can’t, I can’t do this,” you said as he calmed your shaking hands. “He’s who I think he is isn’t he?” He asked as you nodded confirming everything. “Fuck,” he cursed looking furious. “Sorry,” you whispered as he look startled rushing to pull you into his chest. “Y/N I’m not cross with you, I’m cross with myself, he knows I have a daughter, he’ll know it, he’ll work it out,” Changbin panicked. You looked up at him smiling at the fear he once had threatening him.
“He won’t, he’s not that clever, he would have forgotten any detail you said if it didn’t interest him.” You smiled trying to reassure him. “Y/N he’s so, you know he’s shagged the stripper the other night,” he said which earnt a laughter. You wasn’t surprised but how could he fear this man was anything in his league. “We keep Jubin away this weekend act like normal, show him we’re a couple not to be messed with,” you said reassuring him. “This should be me with you,” he pouted. “Well Chris’s stuck in there so I have to be him,” you said as he pulled you back in to his chest. “As if this wasn’t hard enough on him this weekend as it was,” you said in to his warm hold.
Your body stiffening when you noticed him. He look so dapper in his suit that it was easy to get lost in him if it wasn’t for his fuck boy ways. “Look I don’t want to cause any trouble I just wanted you to know that,” he said stepping closer. “I‘ll skip tonight if that makes you both more comfortable,” he added as Changbin looked at him, trying to smile when you could feel the tension in his body. “It’s ok,” You said to Changbin as he nodded almost realising it was time to show and paint the perfect unit you both shared. You watched as Changbin left to what you was sure was Christopher to seek his advice.
“Wow, I never imagined I’d see you here,” he joked earning a smile in return. “You look good,” he added, being his usual flirty self, he so hasn’t changed. “You too,” you replied, watching his eyes lift in pure delight. “So your engaged?” he whispered in almost pain especially when you confirm. “He’s a really decent guy, I like him,” he added. You was confused, he use to be as jealous and childish when it came to other men. Maybe there was a chance he had changed somewhat, especially his emotions towards you. Maybe this wouldn’t be hard, Lulu had to be here somewhere to take his interest elsewhere. Though you know seeing her face would be painful and burn there way through you, that you wasn’t looking forward to seeing her or Elle.
“Thanks,” you smiled to his compliment. “But your good right? Healthy?” He asked concerned. It was quite comical him asking on your well-being as if you was friends. “I’m healthy,” you reassured him, “and you?” You asked. “I’m good, even better now I’ve seen you,” he said smiling that usual flirty smile. Any doubt you had was blown away, it was clear he was hoping for something from you. “Any wife?” You asked to see if he would confess what you already knew. “No,” he replied, proving to you he hadn’t changed in any way. You thought you would be angry, but it was all you needed to confirm you had made the better choice for not just Jubin, but yourself.
“So no partner?” You asked again, to see if he would confess his fiancée in any light. “Not really,” he responded, his face showing his features when lying. You wondered if there was ever more then Lulu and Elle, recognising that look in his eyes. “That’s a shame,” you said softly lost in your thoughts. “Why did you just leave?” He blurted out, eyes blinking at his ability to throw that out so soon, deep down you was pissed. He knew full well why you upped and left. “I think we both know that our relationship was never coming back from that,” you said pursing your lips needing away from the slip of conversation thrown.
“Lee Juyeon what the fuck,” you heard Elle’s voice shriek behind you, watching him roll his eye slightly irked. Seeing her in the moment brought every memory you closed off back as you thought to battle to lock them back up. “Don’t you think you should be calming the hell down instead of screaming your head off,” he snarled at her with venom. “Don’t you dare use my condition at me,” she Seethed. What condition you wondered, she looked fine, blossoming infact. “Sorry I didn’t mean to keep him,” you said not wanting to be witness of what ever was going on. “Well he’s not yours to bother no more,” Elle snapped your way with pure hatred on her tongue as she claimed him. Of course you remembered Haknyeon telling you they had been in some four way relationship.
“Elle, it’s not what you think,” he tried to pacify her. “She can’t come back and start where she left,” Elle growled. “Think of the baby,” he whispered. Your world collided once more, she was pregnant, was that his child, that made it Jubin’s sibling. Your blood run cold, he was dead against abortions did he throw that at her too. But then she caught his eye then, even with you gone of course she trumped you now.
“I really wasn’t,” You paused to catch your breath that was slightly shaken. “I’m here with my own fiancée,” you added trying to smile warmly at her. “I should find him, nice seeing you again, both of you,” you said in a dash to escape so you could break down your emotions. “Congratulations by the way,” you added throwing over your shoulder to avoid giving eye contact.
Your spun hearing amusement in Juyeon as he chuckled. “You think, sorry me and her,” he chuckled in deep laughter, as Elle’s eyes narrowed in his direction. “She’s Eric’s wife that’s there baby,” he chuckled as Elle punched his arm. “Ask Eric yourself,” he added as Eric appeared not looking pleased. “You better not be stressing her out,” Eric growled walking there way. “No she’s doing that all by her self,” he said rolling his eyes. You took one last look and dashed away from them, there commotion and him.
“You ok?” Christopher’s eyes took yours as you made your way in to the hotel as they both stood there waiting for you. Shaking your head a few tears slipped as he pulled you into his safe hold. “If only we knew that was him,” Christopher said clearly in pain himself. “Can I ask, Ju wasn’t for Haknyeon was it?” He asked looking pained as you shook your head, watching pain assault him.
“Right we need to get it together, show him you two are perfect and tonight were talk more ok,” Christopher snapped out of it, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Pushing you into Changbin you felt the fear in his slightly tightened hold. “I hate him so much,” he growled into the kiss he gave on your crown. “Me too, he hasn’t changed,” you said to reassure him. “Can I punch him,” he chuckled and beneath the laughter you know there’s seriousness in his tone. “If it makes you feel better go for it,” you said despite deep down not wanting that. “Y/N you dark horse,” Jacob said snatching your attention. “Even Sangyeon knew, I’m hurt,” he said playfully.
You had just left Sangyeon, Jacob, Lia, Changbin and Christopher to make a trip to the rest room. On your way back you found Juyeon’s head leaning back towards the wall, eyes closed looking like he had a million things on his mind. You knew you should have left him to it, but you found yourself walking towards him instead.
“You ok?” You asked when his eyes opened to view you looking surprised at your appearance. “Yeah girl trouble,” he said more honest then you ever expected from him which took you by surprise. “Oh not a pregnant one then?” You teased with a wink testing to see if his view had changed. “No, no children thank god,” he scoffed, once more cutting your heart with a knife. It’s like you had to keep finding more confirmation that you did what was best for Jubin. “There not that bad, it’s a grown up thing,” you giggled to cover your slight anger cursing through you. “You saying I’m not grown up?” He teased filtering back to his flirtatious ways. “Don’t know ask me later,” you replied beneath the annoyance
“Y/N I need to tell you something,” he said looking serious for the first time that evening. “Hey baby,” Changbin said behind you as guilt attacked, he was already insecure as it was. “Hi,” you replied as Changbin pressed his lips to you momentarily before kissing you fiercely. You knew in that moment it was a show to reconfirm your relationship.
“You ok mate?” Changbin asked him with a clear smirk on his face. “Sunwoo and Minho’s looking for you,” He added on the hope to remove him. “Well I better go find them then,” he said before dashing off.
“What you up to Y/N?” He questioned you. “You said you hate him but yet your making excuses to see him,” Changbin accused making your eyes widen. “I was coming from the toilet, I made no excuses. I wish I could ignore him but we can’t.” You added pressing your hands down his sleeve on his shirt jacket. “It would be weird if we suddenly acted all coy,” you said brushing small kisses up his jaw letting it relax under your lips. “Y/N nows not the time for this,” Changbin choked. “We could always grab Christopher and have some fun,” you winked feeling his bulge grow between you. “Y/N don’t make this so much more harder,” he growled pushing you away to just lace his hand with yours. A clear line between you till he calmed himself down.
“Do you want a drink?” Juyeon asked appearing when you found yourself alone. “No but thanks for the offer,” you replied looking for Changbin in fear of another jealous moment. When he wasn’t In your view, Christopher neither, you knew they had slipped for there time. “What did you want to say anyway?” You asked him as he frowned.
He was just getting the courage to spill when your stomach clenched, the view in yours was Lulu. She hadn’t changed in the five years you was apart. Beautiful with some high sense of entitlement and clear define was trouble. “Lulu,” he gasped paling as he took his fiancée in. “Oh you remember who I am then?” She spat out. “You know your actual girlfriend,” she growled. Hearing the word slip from her mouth confirming there relationship oddly stung. “But bet you kept that detail from this whore,” Lulu sneered. Obviously he had, but her tone and name calling pushed your buttons. “Beg me pardon,” You replied putting a finger to silence Juyeon who was about to comment.
“Firstly there are no sex tapes of me on the web in some sordid threesome, I have better values in my life to have sex with a camera filming me. Secondly I’m not interested in your man, that’s why I left town. I’m here for my actual fiancée,” you added as Changbin approached making you strangely reassured. “Who well let’s say knows how to avoid a stripper or two,” you spat out looking at him in disgust watching his face fall. “So if you don’t mind getting out my way so I can go to my man,” you scoffed standing up to scoot past Lulu’s legs to meet Changbin, who was standing there, his hands open to you.
His features warm having read the room. “You ok?” He whispered, “not really I’m done with him and his silly floozy,” you said as he pulled you in to press a reassuring kiss to you. “Please don’t leave me alone around him again,” you pleaded having had enough from his company.
“Do you still have feelings for him?” Changbin asked when you curled up between him and Christopher who sneaked into your room. “Sometimes I have confusing emotions yes,” you said honestly as tiredness hit you. “But it’s ok I see him the way he was, the person that he became that hasn’t changed, I’m filled with hatred. So much more hatred then I actually thought I would,” you said as Changbin smirked pressing a kiss to your lips momentarily.
“Y/N don’t take our family away,” Christopher pleaded behind you.
Turning to face him you saw his pain, tears sliding down his face. “Don’t take her away from us,” he added as your eyes searched his in clear despair. “Oh baby what makes you think I would,” you reassured him hugging into him so tightly. “You love him, you don’t love us, but we’ve been there with Jubin through everything, we’re her dads,” he said almost crushing you with his strength. “Lee Juyeon could never be you two, you have nothing to worry about I promise you,” you said kissing his chest. Laying you onto your back his lips searching for you, for comfort. His fingers gentle as ever reaching for your skin as if he needed your body to prove to him. Changbin’s lips found there way to Christopher’s back pressing kisses as you three made love In a slow sexual need of togetherness.
You was admiring the blemishes from Changbin and Christopher over your body in the bathroom as you heard them having there moment in the bedroom. Though it was complicated, you cherished your relationship with them both.
Your phone flashing stole your thoughts as you picked up to Hyunjae. “Really we comfortable in our relationship for naked body’s,” Hyunjae said playfully closing his eyes. “Oh shhhh Lee Hyunjae I’m covered,” you said rolling your eyes. “Those bites need covering though, who came for tea,” he chuckled as you dead panned him.
“I’ll tell you who’s here though,” you said more seriously. “Lee Juyeon,” you added as his eyes widened. “You wait till Kevin hears he’ll snap you away, wow how’s the guys taking it?” He asked worried for his friends sanity. “Not too well there scared,” you said pouting. “Well we knew this day would come, I’m sure they wasn’t blind to think they could run forever. But even still just reassure them ok, Unless you,” he paused as you returned back to your dead pan expression.
Your features relaxed when you heard your daughter in the background. “Oh look who I got Bang Bin,” he coo’s her nickname. “Picking her up to look in the camera your way, his face looked at her with slight concern as you started communicating with her. His hands on her head told you there was reason to worry. “Every thing ok Hyunjae?” you asked as he smiled slightly your way. “Yeah I think she’s just got a cold coming, but she’ll be ok. I’ll ring Kevin and ask him to bring some Calpol when he comes for her later,” he said in an attempt to reassure you. “Y/N I promise you I’ll look after her ok, please don’t fret,” he said watching your worried glance. Having to watch him hang off after her crying did nothing to settle you.
“Why you hiding in here?” Christopher scoffed emerging into the bathroom. “Everything ok?” he asked. “Yeah, I just didn’t want to invade your time,” you smiled not wanting to let him worry about Jubin too. His eyes dropped as he rushed to you, “baby you know we’re a family unit, you can interfere in our time when ever you want,” he said pulling you in. His embrace much more tighter then usual as if he was scared that if he let you go you would disappear.
“So how do you really feel about Juyeon?” Christopher asked over breakfast. You looked around to see if you could find him not wanting him to overhear. “Weird if I’m honest, yes I have some emotions,” you said placing your food into your mouth as both there faces dropped. “But it’s not love, it’s like holding on to memories ones that sometimes was really good,” you added as Christopher eyes took to yours nodding as if he understood. “One minute I can get lost in the memories and then the next he reminds me why I ran from them, from him,” you said taking a sip of your coffee. “Please stop worrying, I love you both, your my family,” you reassured them by holding your hand out to Changbin winking at Christopher.
“So what do we do?” Changbin asked looking at you both. “Act like normal, not make him suspicious, not have him question anything,” Christopher said as you smiled his way. “As soon as this wedding finished we run and never look back,” he smiles grinning at peace with the end result in his mind. “I love that plan,” you smiled at them both. Anyone witnessed to the eyes you was brushing towards each other, would have had easily guessed your close relationship to Christopher as much as Changbin.
Elle’s voice however as she walked up to your table stole your attention. “Who do you think you are?” She shrieked as Eric caught up behind her as he tried to calm her. “I’m Y/N nice to meet you,” you smiled sipping your coffee as your eyes zoomed in on Changbin’s, ignoring her. “Why are you even here?” she snarled, “or is it revenge,” she added with venom in her voice as Eric tried to calmly call her name. “Elle I will be polite because your pregnant, but you must be dumb to not realise why I’m here,” you said looking sweetly at her. “I’m hungry it’s breakfast, I’m having mine with my fiancée,” you said stabbing your sausage showing the anger you was trying to contain. “Hey Y/N’s fiancée here,” Changbin said standing to hold his hand out to her.
She took one look at him turning her face in disgust as she looked down to you still avoiding eye contact. “She will leave you, if she had to run from love then she can run back towards it, mark my words,” Elle spat out as you felt Changbin shudder to her words. “Thanks for your insight but I think I trust the girl who didn’t enlist in infidelity relationships,” Changbin snarled as Christopher placed his hand on his arm.
“Who the fuck do you think you are talking to my wife like that?” Eric growled getting between them. “The partner of the person she thinks she can talk to with equal venom,” Changbin seethed widening his eyes to dare the irritated boyfriend. “Eric what the fuck man,” Sangyeon scolded as his hands rested heavy on his shoulder. “This is Minho and Ryujin’s wedding, this is not the place, stand the fuck down before I put you down,” he growled warning his younger brother. Turning he slipped off with Elle, while hearing her spill out uncivilised words under her breath. “You ok?” Sangyeon asked with concern as you nodded. “Nothing I couldn’t handle,” you smiled back. “If any of my brothers give you trouble just let me know, them I can slap,” he smirks. “It’s this wife that needs the slap, Elle’s lucky she’s pregnant,” you smirk as he emits a chuckle shaking his head.
“It’s that whore turning up with her new man and head fucking him,” Sunwoo growled in the corridor outside the rest room. “I don’t think it is you know. I think him seeing her is making him grow up,” Eric replied as you hid from there view. “He’s dumping one of the most beautiful woman ever for Y/N of all people,” Sunwoo said with spite in his voice. “He’s not, I’ve just told you that, he’s realised he doesn’t love her and is giving her a chance to find love elsewhere,” Eric said as Sunwoo chuckled. “Your so naive, you watch, he will dump Lulu and be in Y/N’s bed in no time,” Sunwoo said in amusement. “Your wrong, he’s happy for her new relationship, he just wants her to be happy,” Eric argued back. “This is Y/N Eric, the Love of his life, the reason why he won’t have children with anyone because he wants Y/N to be the mother of them,” Sunwoo scoffed.
Your heart thundering really fast, he wanted kids with you. “Do you really think he’s father worthy? not that it matters, he’ll leave this weekend and leave Y/N and Changbin be because he’s maturing, I suggest you catch up and do the same,” Eric said to his hyung. “Yes he’s brilliant with kids how can you say that about him, one day he’ll make a good father. But mark my words that’s where him and Y/N will end up, because dumping Lulu leads him to Y/N,” Sunwoo said confidently as if he saw a side that no one else did. “Your wrong hyung,” Eric snorted as he walked away.
You rested your head against the bathroom wall. Sunwoo had painted his love for you being the most powerful thing, he had imagined children but only with you. Had you made a mistake? If he knew that it was you pregnant and not Haknyeons friend would his response been different? Had you deprived your daughter of her dad to find out that actually the family you dreamed about could have happened. Closing your eyes Changbin and Christopher flashes in your mind. They had been perfect and amazing and had such a strong loving role with her, but Juyeon was her blood, her dna.
“You ok?” Ryujin asked slipping into the restroom. “Yes just,” , “The Juyeon and Lulu situation,” she smiled cutting you off. “Sorry, I hate it’s over shadowing your day,” you said with sorrowful eyes. “It’s ok it’s been quite interesting actually,” she smiled as she slipped to the cubical. “What do you mean?” you asked into the room. “Well at first, I always thought he was an ass who could never change, but you know I saw a side to him today that I think is him changing,” she said almost in admiration. “Lee Juyeon change, you have high hopes don’t you,” you stifled a laugh as she emerged to walk to wash her hands. “Y/N I heard what happened, why you have every reason to hate him. I’ve seen the many girls he hurt when he would visit,” she paused looking through the mirror to walk to the other side of the room.
“But I believe deep down he loves you and has never let you go,” she said turning to face your way. “Minho use to say you was his ideal family unit and without you he never wanted a future. He believes that’s why he put up with Lulu, deep down he hates her for making him lose you,” she finished smiling her usual angelic features. “So why change now when I’m with someone else,” you asked intrigued. “Only Juyeon can answer that, but me, my belief is he can see how your happy, how the dream is just that, a dream. I think he’s finally ready for reality and will clasp his own true love. But deep down he knows that can never be with a woman who he blames took you from him. Because like you know, he likes to not take his own responsibility,” she added smiling, pressing her hand on your shoulder. “So yes it did slightly over shadow this weekend, but we both know that come tomorrow it will be as peaceful as ever and will go beautifully,” she smiled warmly.
You was sat peacefully on the bench outside the hotel with Ryujin when Juyeon pulled up, his face red from clearly sobbing. You was startled when Elle stormed towards him face full of thunder as she slapped him. It was like he was defeated and expected it, closing his eyes as he slowly opened it to view the angry friend of who you presumed was now his ex.
“Your scum Lee Juyeon, a dirty piece of scum,” she seethed as she continued with her tirade of abuse his way as he stood there dishevelled and defeated. “You better take me to her,” she said turning to Eric. “Hello wedding,” He replied pointing at Ryujin, his eyes widened with slight annoyance. “I don’t give a fuck this is my best friend, no offence,” she said between Eric and Ryujin. “None taken,” Ryujin replied with her usual smile as Eric relently followed.
He refused eye contact with you as you past which filled you with the sudden desire to hold him tight. Seeing him so lost, hurt you more then you liked to admit.
“It was worth the years waiting to see that face, he’s had this totally coming,” Sangyeon smirked pleased with witnessing Juyeon’s pain. “It definitely sounds like he’s finally got his Karma,” Christopher added. “Oh yes he’s more dirty then a dirty dog,” he smiled into his whisky. You couldn’t explain it but you was pissed at Sangyeon’s mocking of Juyeon’s situation.
“For someone that’s married you are not half enjoying yourself for something in the past,” you spat out as they all looked at you with widened eyes. “You telling me that you didn’t enjoy that, after what they did to us,” Sangyeon asked looking at you with eyes he expected you would agree with. “No not one bit, he may have deserved it, but he didn’t deserve the public humiliation,” you said looking at him sternly. “Public humiliation, they fucked for the whole world to see,” Sangyeon scoffed. “Yes the tape you uploaded,” you growled being fed up with the whole topic. “Ok maybe timeout,” Christopher said with a nervous laughter. “I’m tired I need a lay down,” you scoffed getting off your seat as Sangyeon watched in silence.
“Y/N, hold up,” Changbin said wrapping his hands warmly around you smiling at you, which you mirrored. You remained in silence till you reached your hotel room as he pulled you in pressing kisses to your crown. “I’m worried you don’t seem ok?” He asked looking down at you. “It just wasn’t a good feeling seeing his pain,” you said pursing your lips. “Your still in love with him aren’t you?” He asked with pain in his eyes. “No, no just I feel for him, you know pity,” you replied. “Y/N I’m not asking as Jubin’s father, or your fiancée, I’m now asking as a friend,” he said not believing you. “I promise you I’m not in love with him,” you smiled pressing up to kiss him on the lips. “Just promise me, that if your feelings for him changes, your tell me. Because I know deep down him and Jubin was your dream family,” Changbin said with pain. “Changbin you, Christopher and Jubin are my dream family,” you said holding him tight letting yourself engulf in his comfort.
“However, can you let me do something?” You asked watching panic fill his face when you glimpsed up. “I don’t like the sound of it already, he chuckled slightly. “Ryujin said he might need guidance with his best man speech,” you paused as his features slightly relaxed. “Can I go to his room and help him. It also gives me a chance to check he’s ok,” you asked as he closed his eyes. “We can do it together if you promise to play nice,” you suggest as he opens his eyes to smile down at you. “No I trust you, plus I’m sure Christopher can entertain me,” he smirked breathing in deeply.
Watching Juyeon’s surprised face was amusing when he found you stood there with a bottle of wine and two glasses in your hand. “Thought you could do with cheering up,” you smiled as you walked into the room that was silent. “That and Ryujin was worried about your speech,” you confessed chuckling. “Thanks I’d appreciate that but won’t Changbin mind?” He asked. “No he’s cool about it,” you smiled as you perched yourself on his bed. You looked around the room, before taking his eyes into your view once more as he looked deep in thought.
“I heard about Lulu,” you said watching him purse his lips. “Bet you think how evil I am?” He asked looking Ashamed yet also depressed looking. “No I think that your growing up, I heard what you said to Eric, how you didn’t want to hurt her anymore when you didn’t love her,” you said. “How did you hear that?” He asked. “I heard Eric tell Sunwoo, I see things haven’t changed between those two gossiping,” you asked. “Sunwoo thought it was because of me but Eric reassured him it wasn’t, is that true?” You asked a little anxious for his reply. “Y/N if your asking me do I love you still, then sorry yes I do. But if your asking do I want you then no I don’t, I’ve hurt you too many times already. As you said once there’s cheating there’s no coming back,” he said his eyes focused on you. You could see the pain in his eyes, the love he clearly held for you still.
Your memories flashing in your mind. The happier times with you both, to know he still felt something like you use to share, built a warmth in your core. In a sharp second you pictured what you knew you shouldn’t.
His face of beaming happiness telling him you was pregnant. Holding your hand pressing kisses to your forehead as you delivered him his daughter. The way he would dote on his child, the very child that existed outside the memories you had faked in your mind. Silence filled the air as you leaned towards him like you couldn’t stop yourself. Your lips just inches from his, you wanted to kiss him so badly and have that tongue on yours.
But he placed his hand on your shoulder to keep you distanced from him, with fear in his eyes that stung. “Y/N don’t, don’t be me, don’t do this to Changbin, he’s a good man,” he said looking to the floor. Your heart breaking not just because he had rejected you, but because you was reminded of Changbin & Christopher. There pain hitting you that they would feel, especially after Changbin trusted you here.
Deep down however, despite knowing he was in love with you you was surprised at his restraint. “I was trying to remove the fluff in your hair,” you lied finding a piece randomly there. Feeling guilty for your lies you reached for it to show him struggling to hide your blush. “But it’s good to see you putting someone else’s feelings before your own, nice to see a grown up Juyeon, it suits you,” you smirked impressed. “Thanks, I think,” Juyeon smiled back.
You spent the evening discussing yours and Changbin’s relationship fitting to the story that you told most people, missing Jubin’s existence. Juyeon mentioned about his own, hearing his admission to his own negative behaviour. You got lost between the giggles, catch up and drinking of the wine that you brought. You found yourself looking at him like you once did the first time you drank with him. When you realised how you liked him when he showed his non fuck boy side. You was only reminded of the life you did have now when the door knocked.
You knew instantly it was Changbin and the guilt attacked as you moved to the table, pen in hand helping to finish his speech.
“Is she still here?,” he asked as your heart thundered feeling guilty as if you had done something wrong. “Thank you for letting her help me I appreciate it,” you heard him say as you dashed to finish the speech. “Please look after her, she’s special, no one should hurt her like I did,” you heard him admit, that made your heart ping in emotions you couldn’t explain.
He was in love with you, avoided your advances and now was begging one of the guys who had done nothing but look after you to take care of you. “I promise,” Changbin said walking up to kiss your crown. You looked up to the face of pure love for you in his eyes and despite the shame of letting your feelings open for Juyeon, you couldn’t help but be lost in his eyes. You could do this for Changbin, hold on till the wedding. Out of sight out of mind you had to try.
“So how was it?” Changbin asked on his way to the hotel room. “I think he’s realised that the way he behaves isn’t acceptable anymore,” you smiled. “What does that mean for you, for us?” He asked not completely too sure of the emotions you must have not managed to hold tight. “What’s it to do with us?” you asked looking at him as he didn’t know how to take your comment. “No feelings?” He asked almost pleadingly that filled you with guilt. “Pity and I suppose respect for trying to change his ways, that’s really it,” you smiled plastering a smile that you knew didn’t fit.
To be honest you didn’t know how you felt about it. But you knew if Juyeon’s fuck boy mentality was slightly there, you would have fucked him and ruined everything that you had built the last five years.
The wedding had gone amazing. Minho and Ryujin looked seriously loved up. You spent most the time clinging to Changbin but your eyes often wandering towards Juyeon. You smiled at the way Juyeon looked, he seemed care free and being amusing to his friends, sometimes with your help. Even Elle laughed at one of his jokes, sternly changing her expression when his eyes fixed with hers. You suspected deep down there was more emotion there, but you didn’t care to even contemplate because you had your own family. Dancing with Changbin most the night had been fun, Christopher sliding in a few times while you was all changing partners making it look so innocent.
“Your beautiful you know that right?” Christopher complimented smiling heavenly your way. “Why didn’t you tell me Jubin was poorly?” he said smiling despite the tone in his voice laced with pain. “I didn’t want to worry you,” you breathed in deeply. “She’s my daughter too I’m entitled to worry,” he said looking hurt. “I’m sorry, i was just,” , “busy with her real father,” Christopher added clearing having held his annoyance all day. “No Christopher no, that’s not what it is,” you said looking into his lost eyes. “I swear I didn’t want you to worry I thought it was my time to be the strong one, she’s ok it’s just a cold,” you tried to reassure him, but his eyes was breaking like he was seeing through you.
“Y/N the way you two look at each other that is love, I know it’s the way Changbin looks at me, and you,” he says spinning you to go with the flow of the music. “I,” , “Please don’t promise no more, because I feel it in my bones that there’s a chance you can’t keep it,” Christopher said biting his lip almost in pain. “Just don’t take Jubin away from me and Binnie,” he pleads as his hands slip. You watch him smile behind you as you turn to face Juyeon.
“Can I have this dance?” He asked as you turned to look back at Christopher who was walking away. Split between wanting to fix what ever situation was occurring with you and Christopher but the warmth Juyeon was offering. Shamelessly you chose the latter enjoying the way he felt in your Arms. Even when Changbin stole you back in, he handed you back to him. “I like this,” Juyeon said pulling you in for a slower dance as you rested your head into his chest. His heart beating under your ears reminding you of the many nights you’d lay listening to him sleep. “Like what,” you asked on the hope he would clarify. “Us being like this, despite our own relationships, being friends I suppose,” he said pressing his head towards yours for more warmth. “Well we are friends aren’t we?” You chuckled as he swayed you. “Yes but we have a past one I’m ashamed at but sadly can’t change. Seeing you loved up with Changbin makes me glad that it worked out well for you,” he choked.
Your phone buzzed in your pocket you suspected it was Christopher who you still couldn’t find in the wedding room, so you left it. You would have to deal with the Christopher melt down tomorrow, there would only be a few hours left. Deep down you didn’t want to be parted from Juyeon yet. “I should pass you back to Changbin I need to see Eric anyway,” he smiled pushing you off him by his arms. His eyes was watery showing that he also was struggling with the upcoming goodbye.
You watched as he left the room, “knew I was right about you,” Sunwoo snarled breaking your attention. “You can’t help yourself ruining his life once more,” he growled as you looked at the anger in his voice. “Sunwoo you need to back the fuck down, me and Juyeon are just friends,” you bit out. “What like you and Christopher are,” he smirks as your face falls. “Or that kid your hiding back home,” he adds as you pale stepping back in fear. How had he worked it out?
Your stomach clenching as you felt your throat almost close up, the phone ringing in your back pocket now just faded as you go numb. “You see I’ve done some digging of my own, how clever am I, and i worked out something fantastic,” he smirked with tethering anger. “Your just the cover,” he gloated pressing into your hearing. “For there relationship and for the daughter that is actually Juyeon’s,” he growls into your ear.
“What the fuck Sunwoo are you on something,” you choke out, your body shaking in fear. Juyeon was in the same building you couldn’t escape even if you wanted to. “The kids mine, so think you need to get your own facts clearer,” Christopher said joining you both, his hands hold you in as you barely can stand. “Of course she is,” he smirks, “but I tell you what if you leave, go, let him be, I won’t tell him. You can live what ever fucked up play girl shit you got going on,” he snarled.
Before you could comment a fist swung, compacting with his jaw knocking him to the floor. Your eyes widened as Changbin growled over him alerting everyone’s attention. “Play your games all you like but hold your nasty disrespecting mouth closed,” Changbin growled as Felix and Hyunjin came to hold him back. You looked at the wedding that seemingly got chaotic as you fought back tears. Minho & Ryujin giving looks in disgust did nothing to help you as Christopher held most of your weight. “Y/N breathe, it’ll be ok,” Christopher reassured you. Sangyeon pulled his brother up looking angry in his view. “When will you stop taking in that man’s wars,” he growled in his youngers face. “When she stops running with Juyeons daughter,” Sunwoo shouted above the music that had been silenced slightly.
You saw everyone’s face look to you, Jacob, Sangyeon, Eric, the horror in there face at your betrayal. Not even Felix and Hyunjin could stop Changbin’s anger as he threw himself at Sunwoo. Jisung, Jeongin and Seungmin dashing to there work colleague to drag him off the battered bruised Sunwoo, who was laughing with amusement at your world ending, despite his battered condition.
Christopher’s grip never leaving as tears fell down your eyes. How long was it before the news reached Juyeon? “We need to go now, leave before he hears,” you spun to Christopher pleading. You both began to leave, Changbin following when Sunwoo continued his tirade.
“What’s up your cover about to break Christopher,” he cursed, “time to hand the stolen child back,” Sunwoo continued as Sangyeon shook him fiercely trying to stop him. Instead of Changbin it was Christopher this time who flew at him, it didn’t matter who got between them he pushed them away. “Changbin please stop him,” you pleaded looking at him when his own face froze at the person standing behind you.
Fearing it was Juyeon you spun to see instead it was Haknyeon. You breathed a sign of relief till you took his worried face. “Where’s Jubin?” You asked, the commotion behind disappearing as Changbin held you tight. “She’s in the car, she’s really not well, she needs a hospital,” Haknyeon said with fear in his eyes. You looked back at Christopher who was still spinning words with Sunwoo, parted by loads of party goers.
“It’s fine you two go, I’ll bring Christopher once he’s calmed,” Jacob said, you looked at him smiling as he smiled his warmly ones at yours. You dashed out the hall, Changbin’s hands laced with yours behind Haknyeon. But you came face to face with the worst scenario ever, by the car was Juyeon just feets away from His own daughter. Has he heard already? Did he know?
“Your a mum?” He gasped. His choice of words told you he didn’t know yet but time was against you. You nodded looking to Kevin who looked really concerned. “She’s got a really bad temperature she needs a hospital,” Juyeon said looking at you with worry. If he didn’t know he was hers, the fact he showed concern warmed your heart. “Thanks mate we appreciate that,” Changbin said clasping him to get him away from the car as you slipped in.
“Hello baby, oh mummy’s missed you so much,” you said kissing her, surprised at the burn to your lips from her hot temperature. “Wow it really is hot,” you said crying to Kevin as Haknyeon slipped behind you. “Was nice meeting you,” Changbin said before stepping into the car. “Is Jubin ok?” He added, his concerned eyes taking yours as Kevin drove in speed. “She’s really hot Binnie,” you cried. “Ring Christopher please,” you said needing the comfort of the one person who usually holds the fort. The fear of Juyeon finding out at any moment disappeared because in that moment your daughter was your biggest concern.
It wasn’t long when Christopher arrived, his eyes red swollen and starting to blacken as you wrapped your arms around him. “Where is she?” He asked struggling with the tears. “She’s with Binnie having tests,” you started sobbing as he held you tight. “It’ll be ok, she’ll be ok, she’s a tough little fighter, just like her dad,” he said as you chuckled into him. “Take it you really beat Sunwoo’s ass,” you sniggered a little glad someone put him in his place.
“Well yeah that too,” he said awkwardly. His words clicking in as you looked at him in fear. “Juyeon did that didn’t he?” You said touching the darkening skin that was forming around the swelling. “He knows now don’t he?” you cried as you felt like you could faint at any moment. Nodding he remained silent as the tears returned, your world was crashing once more.
You didn’t talk about Juyeon, not being able to handle his knowledge in Jubins existence as well as Jubins illness. Your hands brushing your sleeping child’s hair as the words between Christopher and Changbin sounded like echos. She looked so poorly with the drip in her arms, her wearily expressions. Why didn’t you take Hyunjae’s words in? why didn’t you answer the phone that rang while you danced with Juyeon? You had royally fucked up as a mother and would do anything to see her smile and play with her toys once more.
You stood when the doctor entered, Christopher’s arms finding there way back to hold you, forever your strength when he equally was scared. “What’s up Doc?” Changbin said with worried features matching yours and Christopher’s. “Jubin’s got a nasty infection, it’s nothing we can’t cure without antibiotics,” he said as you all breathed in a sign of relief. Droping when you took the doctors still serious face in yours. “What is it?” Changbin pressed.
“Her iron levels are dangerously low,” he said with pure worry. “How? Why? Because just the infection?” Christopher said panicking. “We believe we’ve ruled out anything else causing the iron low levels, it’s just the infection,” he said slightly smiling.
“But,” Changbin added for him to continue. “She needs a blood transfusion, Jubin is AB negative it’s a rare blood group, normally we would be stocked but we’re not,” he added. “That’s fixable then one of us can give her blood,” Changbin said confused at the fuss. “Y/N isn’t AB, Jubin’s birth records shows a different blood group, so only the paternal blood line,” he paused looking at them in fear of there reaction to his next words. “I noted in your notes that you wasn’t the biological fathers,” the doctor said as all your faces fell.
“She needs Juyeon,” Christopher choked looking at you as you look at him in fear once more. “Y/N he knows now, we can’t keep running, he can save her,” Christopher said. “We’re sort it,” you smiled at the doctor nodding. “It needs sorting fast,” he said looking between Changbin & Christopher. “I’m on it,” Christopher said leaving to follow the doctor. “Chris,” you cried, “we’re still a family right?” you pleaded as he smiled your way. “Juyeon could never stop me loving her, but this I can’t fix I wish I could, I hate this but we need him,” Christopher said holding his tears at bay before dashing from the room.
Changbin silently stroking Jubin’s hair pressing kisses to her crown, Incase Juyeon’s appearance would make him less her dad to her. “Say something,” you said looking at him tears falling. “What do you want me to say, Christopher’s right we can play dad all we want, but we don’t have the same blood to save her,” he said tears slipping from his eyes. “That doesn’t make you less then her dad, you’ve given her love, your heart, that sometimes counts for way much more,” you smiled at him as he sniffled. “Even if I have to stop being her father, I’m glad for every second I was one,” he smiled.
“Well it’s good I’m not asking you to step down,” Juyeon said startling you as he stood next to Christopher. “How? that was Quick?,” you questioned. “Do you think I would have let you run that fast from me again without answers?,” he smiles. “I was doing a hospital sweep, Christopher found me in reception,” He smiled but looks slightly worn with emotions. “But there’s time to talk later, let’s save this beautiful princess’s life,” he smiled. “Lets find this doctor,” he added.
“Where do we go from here?” You asked Juyeon who was stood in the corner of the room as you watched your sleeping daughter start her treatment. Juyeon’s blood filling her with the iron she needed to get better alongside the antibiotics. “I will be what ever and who ever you need me to be. But answer me this, was you the friend Haknyeon was speaking about years back?” He asked as you nodded. “Oh Y/N I know what I said to him wasn’t nice, but if I thought that was you I would have been there in a heartbeat. That word that made you continue to run wouldn’t have been said,” he explained. “Even in my most immature moment,” he added as your eyes took to Jubin. “Kevin said Changbin & Christopher dote on her in a way I could never match,” Juyeon said as you nodded. “They’ve been amazing they love her with there everything,” you explained as he closed his eyes tight.
Bang Ju Bin sounds perfect for a child with three dads,” he smiled. “But in the real world it’s confusing as it is so how about I stay as an uncle,” he suggested. “A better one then those three muppets out there,” he scoffed. “If your talking about Hyunjae, Kevin and Haknyeon they’ve been my rock too, I can’t thank them enough,” you said sternly as he put his ego back in a box.
“Can we come in?” Christopher asked slightly opening the door from there drink run. “She’s your daughter, you don’t need to ask my permission, I’m just her crazy dysfunctional uncle,” he smiled there way as they tilted there heads. “Three men and a little lady, I think that’s our new title,” Juyeon smirked as Jubin stirred.
“I better go before she wakes, for now I’m a stranger, but when she’s home let me know, I’ll come over, but I’m not taking her from you, I promise,” Juyeon said pressing his hand to there shoulders. “Thanks,” Christopher choked out, tears slipping down his face.
“Daddy,” Jubin croaked out as Changbin dashed to her side holding her hand tightly, Christopher following. “Have you got some sweets?” She cried out weakly as you giggled looking at Christopher. “Oh go on, just this once go be the bad dad sugaring our daughter up,” Christopher said rolling his eyes to Changbin. Your eyes fell on Juyeon still hovering at the door, he smiled nodding before leaving, tears slipping down his face.
You knew what ever the future held it was going to be equally chaotic, especially watching Juyeon learn to be a dad, hidden beneath the uncle shawl he clearly wanted to wear.
But worse you knew you was in major risk of falling in love with him again. You struggled this whole weekend, you knew having him forever in your life was going to be your downfall.
Your promises falling one by one at the two men who had saved you, even willingly stepping aside for Juyeon to save the girl they cherished so much. But though you knew your relationship was secondary to there’s, you knew that your own with them both was equally strong.
Maybe you needed to grow up too and start being honest with yourself.
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Love on the Court -- B.C, H.J
a/n : here you go
parings : idol! bang chan and Hyunjin X highschool! Fem! reader
warnings : nothing, just fluff
You gracefully eclipsed the sun's radiance, delicately casting a shadow with your hand as if to shield your eyes from the sheer brilliance. Beside you, your dear friends sat, engaging in intermittent conversations. You already longed for your beloved boyfriends, understanding their obligations to training and idol pursuits, and you gracefully allowed them their commitments.
Never would you resort to coercive measures, for your love for them transcended possessiveness. If their hearts found solace and joy in their chosen paths, then you must let them follow them with the utmost freedom. Suddenly, Belle's voice pierced the air, punctuating the momentary tranquility. "Hey, Y/n, isn't that your boyfriend?" she inquired, nudging you gently.
Furrowing your brow, you narrowed your eyes against the sun's bright glare. Yet, as your gaze followed her pointing finger, you could discern the silhouette of your boyfriend emerging from a sleek black van, accompanied by Chan, your closest confidant and, of course, your boyfriend. Throughout the past few months — nay, years — your bond with Chan had deepened, reaching an intimate connection that surpassed mere friendship.
On a fateful concert night, you found yourselves together, swept away backstage into a secluded room. There, in the hushed embrace of conversation, Chan bared his heart to you, confessing the feelings he had harbored since the day Hyunjin first introduced you. Fearful of shattering the delicate equilibrium of your friendship with Hyunjin and the potential heartache he might endure, Chan had concealed his affection for you. But now, in this vulnerable moment, you accepted his ardor wholeheartedly, sealing your devotion with a tender kiss that assured him of your reciprocal love.
Initially hesitant to embrace these new emotions, the floodgates of your heart opened wide as you realized that Chan's sentiments mirrored your own. You shared the news with Hyunjin later that day, and he greeted it with warm acceptance, to your immense relief. Though cautious about the complexities of a three-person relationship, Hyunjin ultimately prioritized your happiness above all else, permitting your love to flourish, even in a society where such arrangements were far from mainstream.
You rose from your spot on the towel, excitedly propelling you forward. You rushed over to them with a beaming smile, enveloping yourself in their welcoming embrace. "You came," you breathed, and Hyunjin chuckled, kissing your forehead gently. As you pulled back, his eyes met yours, and he spoke tenderly, "Of course, my princess. We unexpectedly found ourselves with a free afternoon and yearned to spend it in your company. The other members wished to join, but their obligations kept them occupied. They knew, however, that we missed you the most."
Your smile widened, a radiant expression of joy. "Shall we join your friends?" Chan proposed, his voice laden with anticipation. You nodded, interlocking your hands with theirs, and guided them toward your companions. As you strode together, those who observed this enthralling trio couldn't help but gaze upon the handsome figures who accompanied you, sensing an undeniable connection that transcended surface-level acquaintance.
Yet, within the depths of their envious hearts, Elias, Oscar, and even the hidden longing of Kevin knew better than to pursue you. You were already taken, and pursuing those already claimed held no merit to you. And yet, in the recesses of Kevin's soul, an unquenchable yearning for you persisted, silently whispering of a love that could never be.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
The scorching heat bore down on your delicate skin, its intensity seeming unrelenting. Fanning yourself with your hands, you sought solace, but the gesture offered little reprieve. In an attempt to shield you from the relentless blaze, Chan positioned himself in front of you, his imposing figure casting a slight shadow, yet the sun persisted in its fiery assault.
As you watched your classmates engage in a spirited volleyball event, a sense of joy accompanied your observation. Though you were not actively participating, the thrill of witnessing the game unfold brought its own form of entertainment. Hyunjin, situated on your other side, leaned close, his shoulder brushing against yours. The sun had left his skin warmed, yet beneath that warmth lingered a refreshing coolness, as if he had recently immersed himself in water—most likely during his earlier swim.
The desire to join in the athletic endeavor tugged at your heart, but the oppressive heat rendered you incapable of partaking. However, with Chan's constant presence by your side, you felt content and didn't yearn for much else. Your friends, engrossed in their playful match, left you in the company of your two devoted boyfriends. Their initial surprise at your new relationship dynamic had been quickly replaced with unwavering support, as long as your heart remained unburdened and brimming with happiness. Thea, on the other hand, harbored a subtle resentment toward Korean boys, not finding them to her taste. But you held firm, unwilling to accept such biased views.
"Hey, Y/n, want to join us?" Belle approached, a volleyball clasped in her hands, accompanied by Donut. Your gaze flickered toward your boyfriends, who exchanged knowing grins before rising to their feet. "Come on, love," Chan encouraged with a playful twinkle in his eyes, and a smile bloomed across your face as you stood up.
Yes, this would undoubtedly be a delightful and memorable experience.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱
Laughter danced on the court, mingling with the vibrant energy that pulsed through your veins. You and your beloved boyfriends stood united, a formidable force on one team, while the others assembled themselves on the opposing side. Although your prowess in volleyball was undeniable, a touch of endearing clumsiness colored your every move. Hyunjin, ever the dramatic soul, found himself succumbing to gravity, his misstep beneath the scorching sun eliciting joyous laughter from all who beheld his tumble.
Yet, the game continued to unfold, its rhythm and cadence guiding your actions. Elias and Oscar, seeking to partake in the spirited competition, approached, their eager smiles lighting up the scene. Elias joined your team, lending his skills to bolster your side, while Oscar found his place among the girls, balancing the teams with newfound vigor.
Determined, you lunged forward to intercept the ball, its impact reverberating through your wrist, a quick surge of pain threatening to escape your lips. Swiftly, you stifled the yelp, summoning a smile as the ball soared over the net, expertly guided by Donut's swift touch. The game pressed on, each rally fueling the camaraderie and thrill that enveloped you all. Eventually, the need for respite beckoned, and you reached for your water bottle, sighing with contentment as the refreshing liquid cascaded down your throat.
As if summoned by an invisible magnet, Hyunjin materialized behind you, his embrace enveloping your form, coaxing a delighted squeal from your lips. The others turned their gaze in your direction, captivated by the undeniable chemistry shared between you. Chan, ever the harbinger of mirth, sauntered over, his hand grazing your shoulder in a gentle gesture of affection. "Sorry, baby girl," he breathed a tender apology lacing his words, to which you simply shook your head, reassured by the unyielding support of your two partners.
Leaning back into Hyunjin's secure hold, you basked in the silent scrutiny emanating from the onlookers. Their stares held no weight; your heart was resolute, devoted solely to your chosen mates. Nothing and no one else could sway your unwavering dedication to their love, and in that unshakable devotion, you found solace and fulfillment beyond measure.
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Guests
Part 1: January 16, 2025 through April 10, 2024
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Alphabetical by last name, unless they don't have a surname, in which case, good luck.
Looking for the host? Try the Taylor Tomlinson tag.
Is a name misspelled? Link broken? Dear god, please tell me.
Please note: “kill” choices are (usually) not tagged. Therefore the links below may not be inclusive of every guest’s appearance on After Midnight.
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Marcella Arguello
B
Maria Bamford
Suzi Barrett
W. Kamau Bell
Doug Benson
Ashley Nicole Black
Flula Borg
Wayne Brady
Guy Branum
Matt Braunger
Kurt Braunohler
Sophie Buddle
C
Reggie Conquest
Kelsey Cook
Affion Crockett
Whitney Cummings
D
Jon Daly
Chad Daniels
James Davis
Bianca Del Rio
E
Billy Eichner
F
Jackie Fabulous
Fortune Feimster
Jourdain Fisher
Chris Fleming
Ron Funches
G
Jon Gabrus
Megan Gailey
Lisa Gilroy
Vanessa Gonzalez
Chris Grace
Max Greenfield
H
Rob Haze
John Hodgman
Robby Hoffman
Pete Holmes
Sandy Honig
Rob Huebel
London Hughes
Brendan Hunt
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Josh Johnson
Joyelle Nicole Johnson
Zainab Johnson
Anjelah Johnson-Reyes
K
Amir K
Moshe Kasher
Jackie Kashian
Laurie Kilmartin
Joel Kim Booster
Kyle Kinane
Nick Kocher
Nish Kumar
L
Lauren Lapkus
Natasha Leggero
Thomas Lennon
Dan Levy
Riki Lindhome
Loni Love
M
Marc Maron
Jack Martin
Mae Martin
Brian McElhaney
Wendi McLendon-Covey
Liz Miele
Will Miles
Amy Miller
Kel Mitchell
Arden Myrin
N
Aparna Nancherla
Purple Necktie
Dustin Nickerson
Tig Notaro
O
Jerry O'Connell
Atsuko Okatsuka
Taylor Ortega
Haley Joel Osment
P
Adam Pally
Caitlin Peluffo
Dewayne Perkins
Pink Foxx
Esther Povitsky
Jeff Probst
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R
Chloe Radcliffe
Mary Lynn Rajskub
Adam Ray
Caroline Rhea
Rob Riggle
Phoebe Robinson
Matt Rogers
Giulia Rozzi
S
Nico Santos
Anna Seregina
Jason Sklar
Randy Sklar
Dusty Slay
Dulcé Sloan
Kevin Smith
Blair Socci
Beth Stelling
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Carl Tart
Jordan Temple
Chris Thayer
Vinny Thomas
Sarah Tiana
Greta Titelman
Paul F. Tompkins
Shane Torres
Zach Noe Towers
Irene Tu
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V
Milana Vayntrub
Melissa Villaseñor
W
Trevor Wallace
Matt Walsh
Reggie Watts
Mo Welch
Maggie Winters
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Monét X Change
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Sasheer Zamata
Jenny Zigrino
Zach Zimmerman
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Kevin x Goth Girl Reader
Request!!! CW: Cigarettes/Smoking. Also I know the request never said anything about Goth reader, I still like that opposites dynamic so. Also I love bratty bitch reader LMAO.
Y/f/c = Your favorite color
"Black Licorice"
Y/n sat on the curb in front of the Candy Club, smoking a cigarette and watching cars drive past. You constantly heard the Candy Club bell ring, so once you heard it again you didn't pay any mind.
Until..
"Uhm, Mam, can you not smoke right here? Dear lord its giving me a headache" A certain Candy Club member said, an annoyed tone lace with their words.
"Sorry Kev, but I don't think I wanna move" You spat at Kevin, turning around to face him. Kevin sighed heavily. "Mam please, this is the third time this week"
You smirked and tapped a bit of ash off the cigarette. "Well how about you make me" You teased. Kevin rolled his eyes, wishing that he wasn't in this conversation in the first place.
"Fine, what do you want?" He asked. You thought about it. He was confused, expecting something typical like free candy or something. Nope. He wasn't expecting what came out your lips.
"I want your number" You said. Kevin stepped back a little in surprise. "My number?" He asked, extremely confused. "Yea. Give me your number and I'll stop smoking here"
Kevin stood there for a few seconds. He sighed and walked into the store to find a sheet of paper. He took a piece of candy, opened the candy wrapper and popped the candy in his mouth.
Instead of trashing the wrapper, he grabbed a pen, laid the tiny paper wrapper put and wrote his number. He walked back out, seeing you still sitting there, awaiting him.
He handed you the wrapper begrudgingly. You smirked and put the number in your jacket pocket. You stood up, patted the dirt off your clothes.
"Thanks Candy Man" You teased, putting extra emphasis on Candy Man. You started to walk away, leaving Kevin just standing in the dark.
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A week later
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Kevin waited at the counter, humming a tune to himself. The bell alerted him, causing him to look over. He was met with a familiar face.
"Hey Candy Man"
Kevin cursed under his breath. "What are you doing here?" He asked, a bit of anger laced in his tone. "I said I would stop smoking here, never said I would stop coming here" You said, walking around the store.
Kevin sighed. He watched you as you looked at the candy in the store. He couldn't help but just look at you. He thought it was just to stare daggers at you, but something about you made him want to look at you.
Its just out of annoyance, right? I mean look at your stupid jacket with those cool looking patches. And that pretty (y/f/c) dyed hair didn't look good on you. And your makeup looks too pretty on you.
Wait....
He didn't think you were pretty, right? He couldn't have. You were the annoying bitch who smoked and asked for something just to leave.
All of a sudden a clank against the glass caused him to wake up from his random day dream. "Uhh Candy Man? You good?" You asked, laughing a bit at him.
"Shut up" He mumbled, scanning the items. You laughed and pulled out your phone. You scrolled mindlessly, unaware of Kevin looking over. He saw you were texting a friend and something told him to read.
"Yooo I'm at the candy store. Want anything?"
"Sure, they got red hots? Also ain't that the same place you met that guy?"
"Who Kevin?
"Yeah. Hes pretty cute tbh"
"Didn't he tell you off LMAO"
"Shut up lol. Man idc I've had worse thrown at me"
"Dont remind me"
"Your so sensitive bro that happened to ME"
His eyes reread the sentence "Hes pretty cute". So thats what you thought of him.
He pushed the bag of candy to you, causing you to look up at him. He took another look at you again. Dark and (y/f/c) dyed hair, dark makeup that compliments your face, your charming eyes.
Gothic beauty. That goth beauty thought him, a socially anxious college kid who works at a damn candy store, was cute.
"Kevin?"
That jolted him out his head. "You've been staring more often. What's with you hm? Weirdo" You teased, grabbing the bag and handing over a wad of cash. He reached for it, your hands bumping together.
Your hand was softer and smaller than his. Kevin tried not to think about it while counting the cash and getting change. Kevin wanted to say something to you. No matter how hard he thought though, he didn't think of anything.
"Yo, candy man, when do you clock out?" You asked, looking at your painted nails. "Uh- 1 am...Why?" He questioned. "Was thinking maybe we could go get some burgers and shakes from Burger Queen when you clock out"
His eyes widened. Why are you asking him out? Didn't you just jab at him a second ago? "Uhm...Like a...Like a uhm.." You snickered at him. "Like a date. Not the most romantic but hey I don't get a good paycheck till next week"
He stuttered before blurting out "YES", startling the hell out of you. His hands clapped over his mouth. "S-Sorry" He said, mumbling into his hands.
You laughed at his reaction. "Its 12:06 right now, want me to stay til you get out?" You asked. "If...if you want" Kevin mumbled. "Then Ima sit right here with ya"
You looked for an empty place on the ground where you would be out the way. Kevin noticed you looking around for a seat. He went to the back and brought out a milk crate. Sure it isn't the most comfortable but it was better than the floor.
You sat down on the crate, getting comfortable. You were going to stay for nearly an hour, might as well get comfortable.
Kevin was now suddenly wanting his shift to end quicker than usual.
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