#like thank GOD he just decided to do a prank lmfao!!
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I heart Until Dawn and it's collection of comically stupid characters. and I do mean all of them. and I do mean it affectionately. I just. god. the reason that anything can happen to these people At All is because, somehow, Every Single One Of Them decided that it was a good idea to accept an invite to the World's Most Suspicious Event at the World's Most Suspicious Place. "hmm!! I'm sure nothing strange or horrific is going to happen to us up on our rich friend's isolated mountain lodge; why would it?? I mean, sure, we Are going to be up there on the exact same date that we inadvertently triggered the events of his sisters' disappearance, but surely he's not upset with us about that or anything. let's go!!" seven separate people. nobody thought anything of it. it's incredible. impressive, even. I mean, I don't know. me personallyyyyy?? I probably would've received that invitation and thought, "oh, he's For Sure gonna do something to us up there, and he For Sure has the means to get away with it; I'm Not Gonna Go." but. hey. that's just me.
#like ofc there's the possibility that Josh is the best liar in the world#that he was able to keep his anger completely and totally choked down for a year#I imagine they didn't Talk Much during that year; I imagine that distance is conducive to conducting a good revenge plot#but jesus. the exactly anniversary?? and the exact location?? I need you guys to get it together for a sec.#how was NOBODIES first thought 'oh so he's gonna do first degree murder. that's what this is. obviously.'#like thank GOD he just decided to do a prank lmfao!!#until dawn#josh washington#emily davis#jessica riley#sam giddings#chris hartley#matt taylor#ashley brown#mike munroe#horror#video game#cloey talks games#mine
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Can you please do a Dangangronpa platonic between child reader and the Dangangronpa v1 cast thank you
Ofc! Ty for being my first ask <333 sorry if some of them were a bit short, I ran out of ideas lmfao. I only did the characters that I will write for v1. I'll create a masterlist soon so it's easier to know who you can request!
Danganronpa v1 cast with child!reader
Warnings: Mentions of child abuse in Toko's part, and Byakuya kinda sucks
Notes: No pronouns were specifically used, so it is a gender neutral reader :) Also, this is ABSOLUTELY platonic.
ꕥ Makoto Naegi ꕥ
✎ Totally thinks of you like a little sibling
✎ If this was during the killing games, he would protect you with his life
✎ Would do anything you wanted
✎ Want to draw and color? He has paper and crayons ready. He has everything you would possibly need.
✎ Loves to play games with you
✎ Wouldn't let you play pranks on people though
✎ Otherwise he would totally act like a big brother
"Hey (Y/N)! wanna play a game together? It'll be so fun!"
'*•.¸♡ Kiyoko Kirigiri ♡¸.•*'
✎ Doesn't really express it, but she loves spending time with you.
✎ Will be hella reserved and to herself, but will try to linger around you to make sure you're safe.
✎ If you ever decided to hang out and talk to her, she'll try her best to engage as well.
✎ Would try and play, but would probably just stay silent most of the time while you directed the whole doll plot-line.
"Hello, (Y/N), would you like to play?"
˗ˏˋ Byakuya Togami ´ˎ˗
✎ This bitch will act like he doesn't care about you whatsoever.
✎ Would probably not interact with you at all unless you tried to talk to him.
✎ Even then he's intimidating and would ignore you.
✎ He'll make a bunch of rude remarks if you tried to ask him to play with you.
"Out of my way, little kid. I don't have time for childish games."
﹒⪩ Toko Fukawa ⪨﹒
✎ Oh god.
✎ She absolutely loves you, BUT.
✎ She's terrified of you because of her traumatic childhood.
✎ Toko was scared that maybe you were abused in your household.
✎ Would totally try her best to be there for you, and would be so supportive, but she's terrified of accidentally hurting you.
"O-Oh! (Y/N)! Would you l-like me to read you a story..?"
𓆩♡𓆪 Celestia Ludenberg 𓆩♡𓆪
✎ Celestia is so kind to you.
✎ She LOVES having tea parties with you
✎ Would totally play dress up with you and dress you up in her style.
✎ Might've taught you how to gamble
✎ Will always make time for you
"Ah, (Y/N), what would you like to do today? I have an idea for n outfit if you'd like to play dress up."
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I would totally add more characters (Genocide Jack/Jill/Syo, maybe Aoi) but I got tired and I wanna get this out tonight lmfao. Hope you enjoyed!^^
#danganronpa#danganronpa x reader#kiyoko kirigiri x reader#makoto naegi x reader#byakuya togami x reader#toko fukawa x reader#celestia ludenberg x reader#child reader#danganronpa v1
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moriarty the patriot headcannons pt. 1
| requested by anon: Can you write about all male characters in moriarty has a same look of their children and hpw many children they want? |
william x reader; louis x reader; albert x reader; sebastian x reader; fred x reader
word count: 2397
pt. 2: 221b boys
a/n: I DONT KNOW WHY I DIDNT WRITE THIS EARLIER IM SO SORRY THIS REQUEST HAS LITERALLY BEEN IN MY INBOX FOR SO LONG I AM SO SORRY I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS
william: 487 words
with his whole plan to clean the world of the filthy nobles, william never really stopped to think about having children
well, until he met you
you both were in town one day and he saw you fondly watching a child speak with her mother
“i think two children would be nice”
“i didn’t even ask”
“i know, but the look you gave that mother was telling enough”
n e ways he is a simp and he did eventually give you what you wanted
fast forward a few years, you have two children: a boy and a girl
and they look exactly like their father
like,, it lowkey pains you how much they physically take after their father
you wanted to be like “oh they have your personality, but they look just like me!”
no
granted, your son took after you in an emotional sense but your daughter was a daddy’s girl through and through
like she looks like him, she acts like him, speaks like him, she even EATS like him
ok but the men w your children
fred is a freaking sweetheart ok
like he’ll watch over the kids when no one has the time and they love him too so they’ll help out in the garden which you are SO thankful for
tbh they only like uncle albert bc he brings them lil trinkets from when he gets back from london LMAO
louis doesn’t show it, but he absolutely adores your children and makes extra snacks for them at tea time
you caught onto this at one point bc for some REASON your kids would not stop bouncing off of the walls before bed and they told you uncle louis gave them chocolate
and sebastian loves messing w your kids bc,,, sebastian
but he accidentally made your son cry ONCE and he was at the mercy of every adult in the moriarty estate including the boy’s younger sister
needless to say, he watched his actions and words around your children after that
now, william
i’m just gonna say this straight out: most of the men never really thought about having kids (save john and albert)
but when you finally had kids, william had a different outlook on life
like fr,, this man works overtime now trying to get rid of the filth that is called nobles
he doesn’t want his kids to be raised in a world where just because you have more money than another means you get to look down on them
you still instill in them those good morals ofc
he also tries to be very present in their lives since he and his brother were raised as orphans
when he was younger, he didn’t mind it all much
but now that he had this small family and a brighter future, he did everything in his power to make sure they’re happy and grow up in a cleaner and kinder world
louis: 320 words
it took you a week to get him to at LEAST humor you
“if you could, how many kids do you want?”
“none”
like, this guy is so dedicated to his brother and his cause it is a WONDER you somehow wormed your way into his heart
but you did and honestly, the brothers are actually very happy that you’re with them
william especially
louis rarely emotes but when you came into their lives, you got louis pissed at one point and everyone was like,,,, wtf?? he has emotions???
anyways, his answer is one kid LMAO
and when you get that one kid, he looks just like louis
yall already KNOW that he’s ready to die for that child as soon as louis holds him in his arms
the only kid sebastian wouldnt even try to mess with
he can deal with william’s albert’s or fred’s kids but louis lowkey intimidates him so he’s as nice as he can be
that being said, louis teaches his kid how to properly handle stuff around the house
you want to cry bc ur son is just so??? the little kid just loves helping out no matter how small the task and he’s just so cute it hurts
even sebastian’s kinda like,, “aight he’s the only kid i will tolerate”
louis grew up with only his brothers so he also wants to give his son a shot at a normal family
is actually aware at how he thinks he’s indispensable for william’s cause and he doesn’t want his son to end up like him
he also teaches his son some badass fighting moves
oh and louis smiles a lot more too
cried bc his son saw the scar he got on his cheek, rubbed some dirt on his lil face and said “i have daddy’s cool scar now”
all in all his son is the best thing to happen to all of you
albert: 505 words
same as louis in the fact that it takes him a week to answer
“you know you haven’t even answered my question”
“i’m sorry, what did you say?”
“how many kids do you want?”
genuinely takes time to ponder that question
he hadn’t thought of that since his family adopted william and louis
but with you?
“i think two darling girls who take after their mother is enough for me”
pls he’d be so sweet 🥺🥺🥺
you two end up having a girl and a boy, who look just like their father
and tbh, you’re not even mad
you love them so much so when albert comes back north, the three of you are ecstatic
the happiness was short lived for albert tho
he found his son spending time with william and there’s nothing bad right????
“where’s your sister?”
“she’s with mr. moran”
his heart DROPPED
out of all the people in the manor
HIM
he sees the two running around the garden
it all happened as soon as albert’s daughter went up to sebastian and said “you’re very pretty! you’re my knight now!”
he decided to “adopt” the little girl and now he’s lowkey whipped
you found albert staring at sebastian playing with his daughter and updated him about everything going on
“but him??”
“he’s just a big softie for her let it go”
isn’t really surprised when he finds out they can fight a little
actually glad that they can hold their own, God forbid anything happens to them
otherwise mi6 has to deal w family matters lmao
“albert, she only tripped”
“you shouldve seen the fear in her eyes as she fell”
“IT WAS A STRAY COBBLESTONE”
would raise hell if anyone even THOUGHT ill of his kids
william and louis are the doting uncles
william more so than louis bc your kids have never seen louis smile
now they’re on a mission to make uncle louis smile
louis was on child duty one day and they managed to slip away
omyGOD he was stressed but also,, extremely worried
so when he found them he had the most genuine smile on his face
your daughter was like (・∀・)
she loves uncle louis
ofc your son adores his dad like,,, who else wouldn't feel awesome at the age of 10 if you found out your dad was a high ranking general
feels superior to sebastian bc of his dad
lmao this 4’5 kid thinks he can rule sebastian for some odd reason
the house is always dirty bc him and sebastian always prank each other
your daughter is trying to catch a butterfly but she can’t so fred helps
instantly loves fred
“is that what heartbreak is”
“i guess that’s what happens when you try to get close to my kids colonel”
albert is kind of afraid of turning into his dad but he has you and everyone else to remind him that: no you are not your father, you are so much better than him
loves your family with his entire being
sebastian: 844 words
“i see you looking at those kids and the answer is none”
lmao you’ll get so pouty around him bc you want kids dammit
that and he spoils you to no end so that's why you’re pouty lol
“fine we’ll only do one kid and bc one kid is all i can tolerate”
bruh
this man gives you three in four years LMFAO
two boys a year apart and a girl in the fourth year
you wanted to smack sebastian
when the two boys grew up, it was obvious they were already taking after their father in the physical sense
it was terrifying
they genuinely look like mini sebastians and you know everyone in the manor is afraid that you two birthed satan
and the satan was your eldest one
he’s just a feral sebastian moran in a tiny body
your second son, god bless him, looked just like his father but with fred’s temperament
and see, you were fine with your sons looking like their father
it was FINE right
you prayed to God that your third child would have at least some physical resemblance to you
your daughter was birthed, she grew up
and you cried
“HOW DO THEY ALL LOOK LIKE YOU”
“i’ve got some strong genetics, baby”
you sulk for a lil bit
but you accept it anyway because you love your goddamn kids
thankfully, your second and youngest child are both soft spoken and it's only your husband and his tiny clone bringing hell to earth
smacking sebastian bc all of your children suddenly started swearing up a storm at each other
“WHYD YOU HIT ME”
“YOURE THE ONLY ONE WHO SWEARS AROUND THE KIDS”
finally sitting down and trying to convince them to stop swearing
“father does it!”
“your father’s stupid”
speaking of your daughter
she’s his little princess and no he will not take criticism
spoils her more than he spoils you
did she glance at a toy at a passing store?
he buys more toys than he should from said store
you have to physically hide some of his money bc there is only so much you can buy
and her older brothers are so caring you want to sob
if a person accidentally shoved her over bc she was tiny and they couldn’t see her
oh boy
get ready to restrain them like chihuahuas
“little sister will be protected at all costs”
since his second son is so different from him, sebastian actively makes time to talk about what the little boy is doing and what he’s getting from it
doesn’t want to be pushy and suffocating like his dad was so when his younger kid does want to be left alone to his devices, sebastian does so
but honestly loves that your second son is so literate
lddhsajdsfk what yall dont know is that they’re all in cahoots
kinda funny to see them all together bc they all take after their father so much it's like having three tiny sebastians go around town
anyways,,,, yall know the promised neverland right
you got ray, norman, and emma
granted one of them wasn’t as smart as ray but he definitely knew what stealth was
regular sibling rivalry was still a thing but if they could smell the pudding from the kitchen, they know they have to work together
sebastian caught his eldest smuggling biscuits into a small bag
he had half a mind to scold him
but then he ended up giving tips TO ALL HIS CHILDREN on how not to get caught next time—
bc of this they beg him to tell them some stories from afghanistan bc “there’s no way a man as old as dad knows this many stealth tactics”
louis is so fed up lmao
albert is in london most of the time so he just thanks the lord that he doesn’t have to deal w the propaganda that sebastian feeds his children about how “mr. albert is a bad man”
william is fine w it as long as they don’t trash the library
your younger ones love the library so they would cry at the thought of one of the books losing any of the pages
your second and your daughter are definitely the moriartys’ favorites
they don’t show it, but you just KNOW
your eldest could care less about that though
as long as you and his father still love him
and of course you both do
and fred is definitely your youngers favorite
they like to hang out in the garden
ok they still fight all the time though
just because your second child is soft spoken doesn't mean he’s afraid to throw hands
their sister likes to join in for the hell of it
but if someone wrongs any of the children
just because the younger ones are the moriartys’ favorite, doesn’t mean that they’re not gonna hunt someone down if they even think about trying to hurt the eldest too
yeah,,, good luck to them and their families
they got the entire moriarty estate coming after them
fred: 241 words
cmon yall are like,, young
but you did ask him bc you were curious if he thought about it
he wants one
and when yall do have the kid, you guys actually do have one kid and its a girl
since you both are young, you can immediately see a resemblance between her and her father
everyone who meets her would die for her
ABSOLUTE CUTIE
especially when she walks around the garden w her hand in her dad’s and he’s showing her all the plants and telling her how to take care of them
needless to say she grows up loving plants
any type of plant
the boys love giving her flowers or anything from bc she has the biggest smile every single time
no matter if it’s just a single rose or a rock
this was found out one time when sebastian gave her a rock bc everyone else had given her like,, two roses each
was afraid she was gonna cry
“thank you so much mr. moran! i will treasure this until i get old!”
she was like 4 at the time
and had the widest smile you’ve ever seen on her
guys u don’t understand she smiles a lot but this was like,, genuine happiness
but everyone was just,, i will destroy the world and myself if anything happens to her
fr it’s just sunshines and rainbows every single time she’s around
everyone just loves her ok
moriarty the patriot general taglist: @zoehanji
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holding hands with enha:
bf!enhypen x gn!reader, fluff!
a/n: very extremely soft hehehe <33 i really hope u guys enjoy it i had a really fun time writing it!
heeseung:
HAND SQUEEZES AND HAND RUBS
BUT ESPECIALLY HAND SQUEEZES
you guys are just watching a movie together
obviously to all the boys bc rom coms keep u alive
a funny part comes up that triggers a memory of you two so u share it with him
“do u remember when i asked u to do the iconic pocket spin so u did and i tripped and fell on my face sdkjdjklsf BYE THAT WAS EMBARASSING”
*he tries so hard not to laugh to comfort you but he fails miserably*
“YES I REMEMBER AND U WERE SO EXCITED TOO SJKDFSLKJDF”
you guys turn to each other, lock eyes and start laughing so hard
after yall tone down a bit he takes your hand, squeezes it comfortingly, and pats it with his other hand saying
“it’s okay u tried, not your best, but you tried”
“thanks for the good words of encouragement hee”
he smiles brightly at u
and your heart melts right then and there
jay:
the pocket hand hold yall know what im talking abt
VERY nonchalantly grabs your hand while walking and tucks it into his pocket
*you’re kinda surprised so u look over to him and he’s not meeting your eyes as u walk LOL*
*his eyes are everywhere but yours until he meets them* “why are you looking at me with those eyes”
your eyes are literally glistening with affection
“PLS JAY STOP BEING SO PRIDEFUL IK ALL YOUR SECRETS”
u continue to whisper “ik you’re a simp for me inside” followed by a sly smirk
“PSH yea sure y/n” he stares at u with a straight face but he can’t hold back his happiness bc, like u said, he’s a simp for u
“HAH WHAT DID I SAY” u point at his face
“AGH THIS IS EMBARASSING ITS NOT MY FAULT U LOOK SO CUTE” he facepalms himself
“STOP U ARENT ALLOWED TO SAY THAT” u shove your face into his arm
*he looks at u then away to hide his reemerging smile that he knows u would make fun of for eternity*
jake:
he is ALWAYS holding your hand
doesn’t even realize it (but you do) so u decide to see how he’d react if u kept pushing his hand off yours
yall are sitting next to each other on your phones and he’s mindlessly playing with your fingers
u slowly push his fingers off and he eventually reaches for your hand instinctively again (which u expected) so u do it a couple more times
until the fourth time u push his hand off he looks up at you with a really sad face
“why do you keep pushing my hand away :((( do you not like it?”
HES LEGIT SO SAD U START FEELING SO GUILTY
“IM SORRY DONT BE SAD IT WAS A SMALL PRANK IM SORRY DONT BE SAD”
*you grab his hand, entwine it with yours and shower him with affection bc he’s sulky*
“i really thought u didnt like it for seconddd” he shyly laughs and does that thingy where he holds his chest playfully
sunghoon:
yk i dont think he’s a man of physical affection BUT hes the type to hold your hand to drag u places or do something out of the ordinary
*slams the door open*
“Y/N”
“wassup”
*stands there for 10 seconds then approaches u and aggressively grabs your hand and pulls u off the chair*
“okay??!! what’s the rushhh”
*he doesn’t reply he just grabs your other hand, smiles so happily YK THE ONE WHERE HE SCRUNCHES HIS NOSE then proceeds to dance with u randomly*
*starts singing very badly on purpose too*
u cant help but smile and sing along too
a whole jam sesh
jungwon walks in then immediately out bc who are these crazies
sunoo:
HOLDING PINKIES OH MY WORD
when u guys are shopping at an outdoor mall walking side by side he suddenly stops
“sunoo? u good??”
“Y/N! HOW COULD WE FORGET!!”
*you’re looking back at him in distress*
“WHAT??? DID WE LEAVE SOMETHING AT THE BENCH??” you pat your pockets
“noooo” *he holds up his pinky finger*
“oh my god sunoo u scared meee”
u run over and connect pinkies w/him with a wide smile and he reciprocates with giggles
YALL THE ARE THE CUTEST ISTG
jungwon:
he really likes fidgeting with your hand jewelry so rings or even bracelets
rolling your rings around your finger
pulling at the strings of your bracelets
*is fidgeting with your rings and realizing that it was the matching mood ring u got with him*
*gasps with wide eyes*
“Y/N I DIDNT KNOW U ACTUALLY WEAR THE RING”
“YOU DONT??? jungwon... i think we should break up”
*he stands up abruptly runs away and comes back in with the ring on*
“hehe what do u mean i was wearing it the whole time it was just a prank~~~” (it wasnt lol)
he runs over to you and clinks the rings together and entwines your fingers with a pretty smile u couldn’t resist
niki:
intertwined fingers and lots of aggressive swinging
*grabs your hand and slowly starts swinging but it escalates very quickly*
“RIKI MY ARM IS ABOUT TO FALL OFF”
*literally doesn’t realize he’s swinging so aggressively*
*looks over to u cutely*
“OH SORRY- did i hurt you??”
*doesnt even wait for you to answer, goes straight in for hug and head pat* “ah! sorryyyyyyyyy”
all u do is laugh bc the situation is so dumb LMFAO
u guys connect hands again and start aggressively swinging your hands and skipping too
VERY WHOLESOME
#YES#HANDHOLDING YES#PT 2 OF ME BEING TOUCH DEPRIVED#WHEN WILL THIS DROUGHT END#WE'LL NEVER KNOW#enhypen#enhypen imagines#enhypen scenarios#enhypen headcanons#enhypen reactions#enhypen fluff#lee heeseung#park sunghoon#jay park#yang jungwon#park jongseong#jake sim#sim jaeyun#kim sunoo#nishimura riki#enha fluff#enhypen x reader#bf!enhypen#enhypen blurbs
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how jeonghan knew
a journey with yoon jeonghan, lee seokmin, and you.
there was always something about his infectious laugh and his genuine nature that felt like fate to jeonghan, and maybe you were the muse that kept their red thread in tact.
prelude | part one | part two | part three | epilogue
wc.10662 (LMFAO) | fluff, smut, courtship, angsty in the beginning, polyamory, sugar daddy!jeonghan musician!seokmin escort!reader, hi cheol, hi gyu (again), hi boo, hi wonu, gay pining, jk he's pan probably, discovering sexuality, daddy kink, special guest seokmin!!!!!, threesome, lots of mlm, oral, cumpla, handjobs, choking, butt plugs, male penetration, there's a full on reader-less memberxmember sex scene idk, unprotected sex, please use condoms, jeonghan gets overwhelmed, the TEASING, jeonghan being a home improvement freak, don’t mind han jisung he’s just vibing, required listening is positions (2020) by ariana grande because it’s a perfect album
and here we have poly seokhan: the gayening!!! this is going to be the end of my scheduled updates for neverending artistry, but i’ll be posting an epilogue when i finish it - probably after i post a couple of other fics. this chapter.... is my fave......... i think u will see why lol. i went ahead and got a lil carried away with the house stuff but LISTENNNN i watch a lot of architecture videos ok LFJDSJ
thank you all so much for your continued support and incredible feedback on this series! it seriously means so much to me and i love seeing asks and messages from everyone telling me how excited they are to read more. i hope this satisfies you!!!
~
jeonghan is pretty sure he always loved seokmin. it wasn't something he would ever be able to change about himself, he figured, as he watched his friend date woman after woman in college with varying seriousness. he decidedly ignored any amount of feelings he harbored for the younger, especially after he dropped architecture as his major and he saw less of him.
jeonghan tried to get over the destined musician (he would always be singing or fiddling with his guitar when he was meant to be helping jeonghan with a diorama) with several women, and after decisively focusing on his career for a couple years, he found success in another man. his short lived gym buddy, but lasted quite a bit longer as his boyfriend. they had connected first when jeonghan had offhandedly commented that he liked the logo on his shirt, to which the long lashed, broad shouldered man had said he had gotten it at the brand's store down the street, making jeonghan chew his cheek before he admitted that he had helped design that location. they connected the second time later that night, clumsily but intensely, and jeonghan liked his plush pouty lips and how his messy black hair felt between his fingers.
while that didn't last forever, he found varied success in other men, and he figured this was why dating women had always been so difficult for him. definitely not that he had been given small choice amongst the rotten apples that attended his college.
he was single again, and at an industry party when he reconnected with an old friend from college who happily reminisced about the fun their small group of friends had back then. he asked if jeonghan remembered seokmin, the guy that dropped the program.
"lee seokmin?" he asked, his brows knitting as he tried to react normally to the name, and mingyu hit his shoulder, laughing.
"yeah! guess what? that son of a bitch is teaching my niece piano!"
jeonghan smiled at the idea of seokmin as a piano teacher, nodding along as mingyu talked about how he had volunteered to take her to her lesson one week, only to be put face to face with a long lost friend. jeonghan laughed as mingyu imitated the face the other had made, laughing harder when he recognized it and remembered seeing it on seokmin's face in the past, then telling mingyu about how he had once pranked him by making the poor guy think that he was going to fail a project because seokmin had accidentally destroyed a diorama. it had already been graded, and he was going to take it apart to save on materials anyways, but the younger nearly cried when he thought he had wasted hours of jeonghan's time and cost him the grade by accidentally kicking it off his desk.
he asked how seokmin was doing these days, and mingyu told him he seemed well, and that he takes his niece to her lessons as often as he can spare, just to chat for a while. "i could give you his number," he said, feeling his pockets for his phone. "i'm sure he'd love to hear from you."
mingyu had been right. seokmin did love hearing from him. and he loved the way seokmin made him laugh with his ever joking tone and physical comedy antics. the way his eyebrows creased as he tried to keep a stern face but was unable to hide the smile across his lips. the way he always fought with him for the check despite jeonghan being older and notably better off.
he didn't love, however, how seokmin nodded his head after the waitress and asked him if he thought he had a shot.
maybe he was desperate, or maybe he wanted an excuse to not date seriously, or maybe he just wasn't ready to let go, but jeonghan continued to invite seokmin out, despite the fact that their relationship would never develop past friends who met in college. he enjoyed his company anyways, even if it felt bittersweet.
he poured himself into his work for several months, taking more contracts than usual and keeping himself occupied, only really seeing others for meetings and constructions, or when he was depressed on a friday night and caved, asking seokmin to join him for drinks somewhere. he continued this cycle for too long, his personal assistant noticing his mood changes before most.
"are you taking your vitamins?"
"yes, seungkwan, i'm taking my vitamins," jeonghan bit back, fully aware that he wasn't asking about vitamins at all, but about his state. confirming he was still making an effort to take care of himself rather than spiraling, sat in his living room on a tuesday after being told by a doctor to rest, for god's sake as a solution to him nearly collapsing several hours earlier. seungkwan shifted on his feet, tongue running over his teeth as he stared at the architect, hands folded in front of him.
"you need to stop seeing him. it only hurts you."
jeonghan sighed, staring at the black screen of his television. "i know."
his assistant studied him. "you should come out with the team sometime," he said. "we get drinks on wednesdays, usually. come tomorrow, it could take your mind off things."
jeonghan looked up at seungkwan, who was clearly sucking on his cheek. he knew he was right. more importantly, seungkwan knew he knew, but jeonghan had a hard time wanting to take his mind off this one specific thing, considering the way this one specific thing laughed like a hyena, poured himself over a piano like an ocean wave, and sang along like an angel. his head fell back on the couch, and he had to take a long, conscious breath to lower the ringing in his ears at the silence. "i'll be there next time."
seungkwan exhaled in defeat, eyes flickering around as he excused himself and said goodnight, knowing his boss was lying.
jeonghan found you on accident - put in an uncomfortable corner by an ultimatum from his publicist and the circulating rumor that he sleeps with men because he can't keep a woman around that seemed to pile on top of everything else on his plate - and the second you opened your mouth, he knew you were special.
he remembered the profile he had seen from your broker, and knew you were attending university. he asked you your major, and when you told him you wanted to produce music for a living, something deep in him stirred. you had been sitting in his car for all of twenty minutes, and you nearly had him under your spell already.
he couldn't understand his fascination with you, but he continued to book you for dates, sometimes deciding what event he would be attending by asking what day you were available that week. he figured if he needed to prove to the world that he wasn't gay (which he was, he was pretty sure), you were the only one he was interested in doing it with.
maybe he had a thing for musicians.
he had taken out quite a few escorts before you, but none of them were nearly as fun. you always did an incredible job engaging in whatever event he brought you to, but also hit his chest as you tried to stifle a laugh at something he muttered into your ear, guiding you away. his friends liked you, too, the few he had. the ones that had met you. yongsun had even tugged him aside briefly, asking if he really liked you. you seemed nice, she had said. and good, in general, but also for him. she wanted to make sure he wasn't just leading you along to quiet some stupid rumor. he glanced at you, smiling wide as you excitedly discussed music with one of his other friends (the fifth and last person he liked at this event, the two of you included), and wasn't quite sure why he told her he actually liked you, but didn't feel the need to correct himself.
then you told him you were quitting, and he realized what he would be losing. then you kissed him, and he realized what he had been feeling. then you looked at him with wide eyes, just as shocked as he was by the explosion of fireworks you had both just experienced, and he realized what he had been missing out on all this time.
he figured he must have always loved you as his eyes scanned the hotel bar, confused at how you had managed to get away so quickly. he was running into the hall to see if you had escaped to the lobby when someone caught his arm.
"hey, you seen yongsun?"
jeonghan blinked at his blonde friend, recognizing her play. "have you seen y/n?"
"try the bathroom," she said, throwing a thumb over her shoulder in the direction she had come from.
he looked down the hall at the restroom signs, nodding. "i saw her at the chocolate fountain a minute ago."
byulyi patted his shoulder as she walked past him. "good luck, yoon."
it felt good telling you the truth, while sitting in your well organized and tastefully decorated studio apartment that you had insisted he would hate, even if he was too scared to admit all of it. why he had needed you before, but wanted you now. his heart nearly beat out of his chest when you agreed to his conditions, though he recognized that he had given you just about every advantage in the deal. it would have been near impossible for you to say no, especially after the way you had kissed him before someone had finally tried to enter the bathroom you were hiding in.
for a while, he only kissed you as a farewell, mostly because he enjoyed the old school romanticism of kissing a beautiful woman in the moonlight, her back against the passenger door of his black vehicle parked on the street outside her studio apartment. then, when he had invited you to his home after the two of you had ditched a boring dinner several hours early, you had curled up in his side to watch a movie. at some point, he caught you staring at him, and you put a hand on his cheek and kissed him sweetly. slowly. kissed him in a way that only made him crave more. you smiled, settling back into his side for the rest of the movie, and even though you had done it unconsciously, the back of your hand rested against his thigh in a way he had a hard time ignoring, and he decided he must have just had real shit taste in women before he had met you.
the following sunday, when you mentioned how pitch black the sky seemed at that late hour, having gotten caught up binging some drama, he not-so-vaguely hinted that he'd be okay with you spending the night in his bed. you eyed him, and he shrugged playfully.
"or i have guest rooms. up to you."
"i have class tomorrow," you tested.
"i can take you," he responded. "if you want."
you paused, watching him as he recorked the wine bottle the two of you had opened earlier in the evening but only managed to have one glass of each before abandoning it to cuddle on the couch. he was always so thoughtful, even in his teasing. he cared about your comfort. he wanted to maintain your boundaries. but it had been a really long time since you had gotten laid, and everything in you yearned to say yes. jeonghan's voice in your head reminded you, no expectations. this could be whatever you wanted out of it.
so you went to bed with him.
jeonghan would swear up and down that you were the most beautiful woman in the world, and his beliefs were only confirmed when he pulled your shirt off of you, dragging your pants down your legs, and got a real look at you for the first time. you felt unexplainably embarrassed under his gaze, asking if he was okay.
"yeah," he said breathlessly, a hand running up your side, your back arching slightly to his touch. he curled over you before he whispered "god, yeah, i'm more than okay," against your lips.
not even ten minutes had passed before you told him you loved him between your panting, and he was so ecstatic when he could tell you, wholly and truthfully, that he loved you, too. and after your pulses had died down and you were falling asleep in his arms, he said that if you were staying under his roof, you were not allowed in any guest rooms. that if you needed space, he would find a different bed to sleep in, because this one looked best with you in it, and he refused to have it any other way.
jeonghan never got bored with you. over time, you began going to his place after events and dinners more than he dropped you off at your apartment, becoming an often enough occurrence that he had asked you one night to fill an online shopping cart with clothes for you to keep in his closet, so you could stop this silly packing bags nonsense. he had already bought you a full set of toiletries for his bathroom, started keeping your favorite snacks in the pantry, and even gone as far as to buy you the house slippers you had offhandedly said were cute when the two of you wandered aimlessly around a mall together. you were becoming a part of his home in more ways than one, and he was happy to have you.
he offered you an unused office on the second floor when you started studying for finals on the peninsula of his kitchen counter one monday afternoon, and you asked what was wrong with you doing it where you were.
"because you're not going to clean it up," he pointed out.
"maybe if we had a rewards system," you argued. "if i clean up, i get a prize."
he laughed, rounding the small jut of countertop, thinking about how he would probably need a proper kitchen island if you were going to be sticking around. "just because i give you an allowance, doesn't mean you're a child. you're not supposed to focus on the baby part of sugar baby."
you pouted as you turned on the stool to face him, a hand gently tugging his tie to pull him into you. "what if i focus on the daddy part of sugar daddy?"
a hunger dropped in jeonghan, gazing down at you as you sat at his kitchen counter, surrounded by textbooks and notes. your eyes sparkled under the lights, and his fingers went behind your neck before he kissed you, muttering against your lips to try calling him that again, angel.
the kitchen remodel had gone about as smoothly as it could have, given the fact that it was nearly impossible to transport such a large slab of granite for his dream island without it snapping in half from its own weight, but they managed, and when the light fixture finally turned on for the first time after the new cabinet doors had been installed, he felt justified in remodeling a kitchen that had hardly needed updating. he felt even more justified when he came downstairs to find you, having woken up in an empty bed, only to have you yell at him as you flipped pancakes on the griddle of his new gas range, saying you were going to bring him breakfast in bed and if he didn't cooperate, he wouldn't see you for a week. he laughed at your threatening spatula, putting his hands up in surrender, unable to stop smiling as he made his way back up the stairs.
you had enrolled in online courses for your last year of school, mostly so you didn't have to be anywhere specific for several hours every day, and instead could keep your schedule massively open to cater to jeonghan's needs. this also meant you usually attended your afternoon lectures at his home, waiting for him to get off work and distract you.
then the two of you started attended wednesday drinks with the team. seungkwan had thanked you, though you hadn't realized that you were deserving of a thanks.
"he'll tell you when he wants to, i guess," he said, twirling the beer in his hand. "but he wasn't in a great place before he met you."
you could hear the subject of your exchange laughing further down the bar, and you wondered what kind of place he meant, but tapped your glass against seungkwan's instead of asking the question. "to better places."
he chuckled, bringing the beer to his lips. "cheers to that."
jeonghan enjoyed having you on his lap on the couch, listening to whatever r&b record you had chosen as you worked your lips against his. he nudged several kisses down your neck, and you mentioned offhandedly that there was a perfect place in his living room for a bar, pointing at the wall behind him. he pulled away from you, turning his body with an arm over the back of the sofa, and his head cocked as he stared at the wall that only held a painting. he silently agreed with you, wondering why you seemed to inspire all his recent projects as you nipped at his neck, drawing his attention back to you with a smile on his face.
the bar was finished in time to hire a bartender for a halloween party. he hadn't told the guests that it was an anniversary party, but you had been made aware of the secret arrangement during a conversation the two of you had over a private meal in your favorite restaurant the week before.
"a threesome," you asked, hoping for clarification.
"with a guy, preferably," jeonghan said. "but i could be convinced to approve of a girl if that's what you would like."
"you're being serious?" you seemed to find yourself asking him that a lot. every time he suggested something that he knew you wanted, you wondered if he was pulling your leg. "and you want me to choose?"
"yeah, at the party," he said, watching you shake your head incredulously with a smile on his face. the two of you had discussed the possibility in the past, and he thought it made a fun gift. an unexpected one, from someone who had enough money to comfortably gift you just about anything. "i have to approve, obviously, but you get to pick the candidates."
you thought a moment. "what if we can't agree on anyone?"
"then i take you to bed alone and we have fun anyways."
he laughed when you squinted at him.
"if the opportunity comes up down the line, we can try again later," he said. "but i thought this would give you something fun to do while i'm hosting guests."
and it had, as you sneakily scoped out the guests, flitting around the party of both familiar and unfamiliar faces in your angelic cheerleading costume. visiting and laughing heartily with the team, as well as your uni friends that jeonghan insisted you invite, offering them more drinks, then saying something about having to play hostess so you could continue your search. byulyi and yongsun were there, and you complimented their matching rapunzel and flynn get up, jeonghan catching you for just a second to ask if you needed anything.
you settled in on one target perhaps too quickly, without even really having made an effort to see all the options. you had been struck by the same sharp cheekbones, puppy dog eyes, and crooked smile that jeonghan had once fallen for. when he saw you tucked into lee seokmin's side, recognizing your flirting even from a distance and noticing how receptive the musician was to it, his heart fluttered, and he couldn't tell if it was a good or bad thing.
a good thing, he decided, when seokmin had asked him permission before he came in you. because, seemingly, sexuality was much more of a spectrum than jeonghan had once thought, and perhaps his college crush just needed the encouragement of an incredible woman to try something a little beyond his experience, much like he had.
and when you wouldn't stop mentioning the musician the two of you had enjoyed the company of while schmoozing guests at the opening of him and his friend's collaborative art exhibit, he got a slick idea. on the way home, he told you that you weren't allowed to make a noise until he hung up the phone, but you were already writhing in the passenger seat just as the phone rang.
and when he answered, you clamped a hand over your mouth, a bare foot landing on the dashboard as you tried to grind against jeonghan's hand, his voice steady as he talked to the younger.
and when he mentioned you, your walls pulsed around his fingers, a smile finding its way into his lips as he spoke. he tried not to take too much pleasure in the way you looked at him with begging eyes and your fist between your teeth, or in the way seokmin's tone dropped as he confirmed that he would get a cab, but he truly couldn't help himself when he made eye contact with seokmin as you sucked him off, his hips canting into yours recklessly, forcing seokmin to break the contact as he reacted to your moan on his cock.
he noticed the way seokmin's hips began to move on their own, begging for enough control to chase his nearing high in your mouth but having it brought right to his doorstep instead. jeonghan felt your perfect heat cling to him in reaction, and before he could think to stop himself, he pulled you into his chest by your throat, not daring to let you claim it all as he lapped cum from your mouth. you whimpered against him, your orgasm lasting impossibly long as he fucked into you, getting milked by your needy walls.
when he caught seokmin staring directly at him, he grinned and wiped the back of his hand across his chin and lower lip, languidly licking any escaped cum off it, and asked if he wanted to try his, too.
seokmin agreed, nodding shakily before jeonghan massaged at your sides, pumping himself into you a few more times. he told you to give seokmin's mouth a ride. you groaned, his cum dripping down your thighs.
jeonghan watched the younger's cock twitch as you moaned over him, one hand on the wall and the other on his scalp, his fingers digging into your thighs. he stared at how it never lost hardness. he didn't even realize that his hands were on seokmin's hip and thigh before he even asked if he could touch him, but a large hand left your thigh to shakily bring jeonghan's to his thick cock, answering the question despite you occupying his mouth, his fingers lingering over jeonghan's as he pumped his length.
he couldn't deny that how badly he wanted to fuck seokmin, but he could settle for making him cum in his hands until he was ready for something more, especially with the surprising amount he had to give after already having cum once. he let himself indulge in a single lick across seokmin's sensitive slit - though it was hard to stop there - triggering a garbled moan before he left to shower.
a week or so later, jeonghan asked you if you were interested in dating seokmin. you put your phone down and rolled over in bed, propped up on your elbows as you asked him what he meant.
"i love you," jeonghan assured, pulling you to lay closer to him. "and i can tell you like him."
you studied his face. "but i'm with you."
"that doesn't have to stop," he said, smiling at you as he tucked a hand behind his head. you eyed his arm briefly, then refocused on him. "but you know how things get in the winter, and i would be okay with you trying things out with him while i'm busy."
"you're being serious?"
jeonghan laughed at the familiar question. "yes, y/n, i'm being serious. i know you want me, but i also know you want more than me."
you had never told anyone about your desire for multiple partners, not even admitted it out loud to yourself, so his candid assessment caught you off guard. "how did you-"
"just little things you've said," he teased, leaving you to question how much you had revealed about yourself without realizing. "besides, no one can deny the chemistry."
you paused. "boundaries?"
"just tell me," he said, putting his arms around you and tugging you into him. "i just want to know when you're seeing him. and, eventually, i would like to be invited every once in a while."
"invited to dates?" you asked, throwing a leg over his lap to straddle it as you laid over him. "or invited to bed?"
he smiled up at you, hands running over your rear. "either. both. whatever you two want."
you agreed, but only after you made him promise he would tell you if anything changed for him. that he had to tell you about every doubt and worry he had. "i'll always choose you," you stated plainly, lips brushing against his as he gently rolled his growing length up against your clothed heat. "no matter what, i'll choose you."
"i know, sweetheart," he said, a hand on your cheek as he kissed you. "i promise."
after he came back from a business trip in december, you admitted to him that you and seokmin had exchanged i love yous, and he just put an arm over your shoulder and turned down the volume on the tv, telling you that he was pretty sure he loved seokmin, too.
"it was him, wasn't it?" you asked, studying his profile. "he was the guy you couldn't get over?"
jeonghan rubbed his face with one hand, sighing. "yeah, it was him."
"why didn't you say anything?"
he thought a moment. "i didn't want you to feel obligated, i guess."
your fingers straightened the seams of his long sleeved shirt across his shoulder. "obligated to win him over for you?"
"obligated to love him, too."
"jokes on you," you giggled. "he's very easy to fall in love with."
jeonghan supposed that was true, thinking of how quickly he had fallen for him, even back before he had admitted he liked men. how he had fallen into the same spot even years later, just over a shared meal and a few bottles of soju.
but you were easy to fall in love with too, he thought, remembering how he hadn't even understood his feelings towards you until you had kissed him, but he had felt them strong enough to want you to stay by his side anyways. maybe jeonghan just fell easily, but maybe he was lucky enough to have found his people at such a young age.
you settled back into the crook of his arm and asked him what he thought about seokmin coming over to join you two for christmas. while much of the world celebrated with family, it was more of a hallmark holiday in korea, often times spent with a long time sweetheart or a budding romance. or both, in your case, jeonghan supposed, when you were distracted trying to find the third christmas music lp you had specifically gotten for the occasion (out of eight, of course, because you didn't want to run out of christmas music). he was leaning against the tasteful home bar that had been hardly touched since halloween when seokmin shyly admitted that he knew jeonghan was interested in him.
he said nothing for a moment. "she told you?"
"kind of, back when you were in japan, but-" seokmin paused. "i think she was just suspicious, but i should have known. you were always too kind to me."
"not too kind," jeonghan said, hiding behind his wine as he sipped at it, trying not to show his embarrassment.
"i think i'm interested, too."
he looked at seokmin, who was staring down at his hands. "are you sure?"
"i'm-" he paused, catching jeonghan's eyes for only a second before scratching the back of his neck. "i think so. i've never even thought about doing anything with - uh - men. until you."
"that's okay," jeonghan said, looking to where you were flipping through records. "i didn't like women until y/n."
seokmin faltered. "wait, really?"
he nodded, a small smile on his face. "i thought i was gay. turns out i'm not."
"but you-" the musician stretched his jaw. "weren't you kind of a player in college?"
he almost said something about how having sex to meet an end and keep an appearance was different than enjoying it, but stopped himself when you announced that you had found the lost record, switching the lps with a flourish and setting the player again. and while he was curious about the level of seokmin's interest in him, he was happy to leave the conversation where it stood when you excitedly rejoined them at the bar.
"do you think i could be a bartender?" you asked, leaning over the counter and grabbing an unused shaker.
"probably," seokmin said.
"for sure no," jeonghan laughed.
you pouted at the latter, holding the shaker between your hands as you directed your attention to the former. "thank you, seokmin. i appreciate you encouraging my dreams."
"any time," he joked.
jeonghan rolled his eyes. "what about that music degree i'm paying for?" he asked, taking another sip.
"just because you've known what you wanted to do forever, doesn't mean everyone does. maybe i'll change my mind." you tried to spin the shaker in your hand, but the force you used was too little and it stopped on your palm too quickly, clumsily clattering to the counter. you stilled it, exhaling sharply when jeonghan giggled beside you, looking to seokmin. "he might be right."
"it's almost like i know you," jeonghan teased, nudging you. "she was convinced she could become my personal bartender for all of two weeks."
"i tried," you whined. seokmin laughed. "the tricks are harder than they look."
"and you hated shaking drinks."
you put the shaker back, defeated. "the ice made it cold."
"isn't that the point?" seokmin asked.
jeonghan smiled at you. "you're lucky i like wine."
"i'm gonna talk to you now," you announced, turning your body to seokmin. "because you're nicer to me than he is."
"aw," the architect chuckled, and seokmin watched you react to a squeeze at your butt. "did he make you soft? can't take my teasing anymore?"
you ignored him, trying to ask the man in front of you about his lessons, but you yelped when his hand firmly landed on your ass, grabbing seokmin's arm in reaction. he looked at you, seemingly just as shocked, and you tried to continue the conversation, but jeonghan's hand didn't leave, and your entire body was reacting to the way it was slowly hiking up your skirt and running between your thighs.
your eyes fell shut, and you muttered for him to cut it out as your grip on seokmin's arm tightened, but jeonghan just made eye contact with the other male, asking him instead if he should.
without thinking, seokmin shook his head and put his hands on your jaw, pulling you in to kiss him. your moan against his lips was involuntary, and jeonghan grinned as his fingers ran over your core, making you whine.
"did you tell him?" you gasped out, asking seokmin with hooded eyes. he shook his head, saying that he hadn't told him everything.
"told me what?" jeonghan asked, interest piqued as he put down his glass, pulling his hand out from your skirt and placing them on your hips instead, squeezing gently as he stood behind you, and your head fell back into his shoulder without much intention as you licked your lips. "seokmin?"
he pulled his gaze, trained on your mouth, to look at jeonghan, and he felt his breath stop in his throat as he fully processed the sight in front of him. you gasped again, as jeonghan's hand came up to knead at your breast, and you tried to pull seokmin closer, but he didn't stop moving even when he was pressed against you.
jeonghan thought he might faint. he wasn't sure what he had been expecting, but when seokmin's hand found the back of his neck and pulled him over your shoulder, his mind went blank. when his lips found his, his vision went white. when he felt his tongue against the inside of his teeth, he couldn't help but moan, one hand gripping your waist and the other aimlessly tugging on seokmin's shirt, seemingly just to hold something that belonged to him.
"fuck, okay," jeonghan breathed, staring after the musicians lips even when they left. you giggled, recognizing the feeling. "okay," he repeated. "got it. understood."
you spun around, hands on jeonghan's chest. "we prepared something for you," you said, and seokmin's cheeks and ears were bright red when he sheepishly nodded with you.
jeonghan looked between the two of you, swallowing suddenly. "what?"
you tugged on his hand, then grabbed seokmin's, too, when he didn't move right away, leading them both to walk around the couch. you pulled jeonghan onto the cushions with you, kissing him briefly before he realized someone was between his knees. when he saw him, that was when jeonghan's dick woke up, suddenly realizing what was happening.
"be nice," you muttered against the shell of his ear, your hand running down his torso. "it's his first time."
seokmin's hands were strong but gentle, and despite never having touched a dick that wasn't attached to him, he knew what felt good. he needed a bit of guidance from you to begin, less from lack of knowing the process and more because he was nervous, but quickly found a comfortable rhythm. jeonghan sighed when he finally got pulled out of his pants, and you were sucking a mark into his neck, his arm wrapped around you and his hand kneading at your rear. his eyes could hardly stay open when seokmin ran his flattened tongue up the underside of his cock.
"isn't he pretty?" you asked, whispering, a smile on your lips.
he groaned, threading his fingers behind seokmin's ear, desperately trying to hold back his release because he hasn't even put you in his mouth, yet, jeonghan, for god's sake, keep it together. the younger's eyes flickered up to his, and he nearly came just from the feeling of his soft lips around his member, sinking slowly.
"fuck, you're too good at this," jeonghan said, the half chuckle on his lips falling quickly when seokmin's tongue ran over a vein, the warmth of his mouth feeling like heaven. his teeth bit down on his lower lip, watching your hand run through seokmin's hair. he hummed at the contact, his grip tightening slightly, sending a jolt through jeonghan's system. "fuck, i'm gonna cum already."
"there were lessons," you giggled, your hands wrapping casually around his neck. his breathing hitched, eyes falling shut, focusing on the mouth sheathing his cock as he recognized your fidgeting fingers over his pulse. "merry christmas, daddy."
he inhaled sharply right before you squeezed at his throat, and he thought that he should maybe let you lead more often if it was going to feel this good. seokmin seemed surprised by the feeling of jeonghan cumming in his mouth, but he did his best to pump every drop from him, swallowing thickly. you only smiled when jeonghan sat up, leaving you behind as he pulled seokmin's face to his, his hands running up jeonghan's thighs as he kissed him.
jeonghan decided the sunroom extension was all wrong, and that he'd have to redo it.
"you just built that," wonwoo said, having been the contractor that oversaw the construction. "besides, it's snowy season, we can't do outdoor construction. you'll have to wait til spring."
"not outdoor," jeonghan said, rolling out the drafting papers he had drawn up over the course of his new year break, the final pieces being completed in the wee hours of that morning. he had sent wonwoo a text as soon as he thought he would be awake, asking for a meeting despite it only being two days after the new year. "the shell can stay the same, we just need to build indoors. besides, i need this done in february."
wonwoo blinked at him. "when in february?"
"it has to be fully furnished by the 18th."
the contractor laughed at the deadline, only a month and a half out, as he looked over jeonghan's drafts. it would be a tight schedule, considering the structural changes he wanted, but he recognized his long time work partner's determination and knew there was little he could do to argue. "okay. let's get to work."
he turned down a contract for a café to make time for the new home project, but not before recommending they contact a kim mingyu, giving him the vaguest thank you for introducing seokmin back into his life. he didn't have time to draw several attempted variations of every café he had ever designed, he was too busy mapping out the logistics of adding a lofted space to the two story sunroom. too busy planning to tear out the outer wall of your office and picking the right sliding glass doors that would lead to the loft. you had to ask him several days in a row before he finally told you what he had planned.
"a music room?"
he tried to gauge your reaction. "is it crazy?"
you broke out into a smile, studying his design, gripping the mug that held your latté that morning. "absolutely, but i love it."
he asked you to help him pick instruments, saying his wishlist included a white grand piano and three to five guitars that could be displayed together. he also told you to pick out your dream computer setup for production - you were graduating that year, afterall, and it was about time you started using something other than your laptop and a midi controller to make music - and you almost started crying from how fucking excited that made you.
hiding the plans from seokmin was the hardest part, especially when he started spending weekends at the house. he saw the construction area often, and one friday afternoon, he had even asked if he could help, leaving you to usher him away and assure him that jeonghan didn't like help when it came to these things. he believed the white lie, allowing you to distract him with the option of watching shit television in bed, even convincing him that tonight was the night to surprise his new boyfriend. seokmin laid in bed with his arms wrapped around you, trying not to move too much, fully aware that even the slightest movements in his body caused his dick to come to life, until the last of the workers left and jeonghan appeared, asking if there were dinner requests before he went to take a shower.
seokmin had been training with you for over a week. you had bought him some toys, even helped him try them out in the comfort of his loft, and he got increasingly excited - generally, but also in those moments - to show jeonghan what he had learned. the surprise he had been keeping had already made him beg you to cockwarm him as he waited, but you refused on account of knowing him, and by extension, knowing that he would not being able to stop himself. he had a bit more confidence, though it may have only been fueled by horniness, when he pulled the vaguely sweaty architect toward him on the bed. he tried to say something about how he should really wash up, but seokmin just kissed him, hands gripping around his skull in desperation, his dick already hard against jeonghan's pelvis.
jeonghan's hands wandered, as they usually did, and when he reached down to palm at seokmin's ass, he reacted in a way that earned him a questioning glance.
"we - ah-" his eyes shut, jeonghan's hands getting closer to his surprise. "she's been helping me-"
and that was when he felt it. the small, hard handle of a plug, situated between seokmin's perky asscheeks, easy to feel through the loose fabric of his shorts, and jeonghan felt his arousal tenting his pants just from the concept.
jeonghan hadn't even noticed your movement off the bed until a bottle of lube hit his leg, looking down at it briefly before looking to you.
"i'm gonna go clean up," you said, running a hand through your hair as you retreated to the bathroom, leaving jeonghan with an already flustered seokmin.
before long, he had him on his back, naked, and finally got to see how sweet his little ass looked when jeonghan pushed his knees towards his chest. when he saw the black knob fitting tightly into his hole, he groaned, his own bare cock flinching in need. he put a hand on seokmin's dick, gripping it lightly, then put a thumb against the plug.
"nngh- fuck," seokmin stammered, fingers gripping at the bedsheets as his neck stretched out against the pillows, bucking into the hand wrapped around him. "j-jeonghan…"
"this is cute," he said, slowly moving his thumb in a circular motion, the plug's movement making seokmin let out choked moans. "but i really need to play with you now."
seokmin nodded, hurriedly, brows knit together. "please."
he hooked his fingers under the knob of the plug, slowly pulling it out and relishing in the reaction. the younger's back arched in a way that jeonghan wished he could see from every angle, knowing that the way his shoulders and back looked must have been incredible, but satisfied by just watching the way his mouth hung open and his eyes clamped shut, his fingers gripping at jeonghan's hand where it stayed on his dick.
he began to pump the dick in his palm, setting aside the plug and grabbing the lube, popping it open with just his left hand and quickly squirting a healthy amount onto the tip of seokmin's penis, making quick work of spreading it completely over the engorged member, the slickness making him moan even louder and reach out for jeonghan's shoulders.
he let seokmin tug him over him, kissing him briefly before looking down at where the younger's thighs spread over his, wanting nothing more than to just fuck him already.
jeonghan's hand left seokmin's cock, leaving him whining against his lips, but it was short lived as his lubed fingers slid down to his puckered hole.
"seokmin," he muttered, studying his face. "you're sure, right?"
"fuck, i've been wanting this for since christmas, jeonghan," he sputtered out, eyes barely able to focus when there were fingers teasing his entrance. "yes, please, i'm sure."
jeonghan slid a digit into the tight hole, watching seokmin's face as his brows creased and his head fell back, a moan tumbling from his lips. another finger, jeonghan decided, and the reaction was similar, making him smirk.
"god, you're ready, aren't you?"
"please," he begged. "i want you."
jeonghan sat back, and the musician got on his elbows to watch as he readied his cock with lube, putting more on his finger and spreading it around seokmin's hole. he whined when jeonghan placed the head of his dick at his entrance, tugging him over him again.
"i'll go slow, okay?" jeonghan assured him. "tell me if i need to stop."
seokmin just nodded, eyes trained on his, and they locked lips as jeonghan pushed his hips forward slowly, the man under him immediately moaning and huffing against his mouth.
jeonghan really liked sex with seokmin. he also really liked sex with you. but he was pretty sure he liked it the most when you were both present.
seokmin didn't walk right for a day and a half, and while he was slightly embarrassed, you told him it was a badge of honor he should wear proudly. afterall, he had done the same to you on halloween.
"how's your butt?" you asked when he came down the stairs, the sunday morning after they had done the deed without you, making him choke out a laugh as you got his tea out of a cabinet in jeonghan's kitchen.
"better than yesterday," he said, gingerly seating himself at a stool. "but not as good as friday."
you eyed him. "before or during?"
seokmin thought a second. "both."
"good morning," jeonghan said, quickly planting kisses on the man and then you, cheek and lips respectively based on the convenience as he walked past you, making his way to the espresso machine. "i think i'm gonna work on the sunroom today."
"today?" you asked. "wonwoo's gonna say no."
"wonwoo isn't getting invited. i still have to find furniture," he said, rinsing out the espresso shot glass and wiping down the portafilter. "we're getting close to deadline, i need boo to order the upholstery job on tuesday and i have a meeting tomorrow."
"when's deadline?" seokmin asked, wondering why he had one for a home project.
jeonghan blinked at the wall, not even turning towards the younger. "don't worry your pretty head about it."
you pouted, closing the short distance and wrapping your arms around him, your chin on his shoulder. "it's sunday. can't we cuddled puddle?"
"you mean like we do every night?" jeonghan asked, but grinding espresso beans so you couldn't answer the rhetorical question, packing down the grounds. "if you want to cuddle puddle, don't get out of bed so early."
you huffed as you dropped your arms, leaving him to prep a glass for his americano. "whatever. seokmin and i will have fun without you."
"what kind of fun?"
you stick your tongue out at him, using a teasing voice when you said "wouldn't you like to know."
innocent fun, was the truth, but you thought it was a victimless bluff. you spent the morning sitting on the couch with seokmin while a record played, discussing everything from your favorite movies to your weirdest dreams. you had to get up every six songs or so to flip or change the record, but seokmin liked that every time you rejoined him on the couch, you got closer to his side until you were eventually snuggling into his side, arms wrapped around his torso.
the innocence stopped when jeonghan emerged from his study, joining the two of you for a break. he planted himself on the other side of seokmin, under his arm, letting his hand not-so-subtly run over his thigh. you noticed the contact, peeking around to jeonghan.
"what kind of break are you looking for, hannie?"
he adjusted. "an inspiring one."
you giggled, recognizing the euphemism he used whenever he was stuck on something for work as you leaned back again. "that means he's horny."
seokmin sputtered out a laugh, jeonghan chuckling at your direct observation. "it's hard to not think about you two sitting out here, having fun without me."
"you may not believe it," seokmin said. "but i don't think sex was even on the table for us two today."
jeonghan's eyes met his, and he swallowed harshly. "can it be on the table for all three of us?"
the comfort of returning to bed was hard to deny, especially when they had you laid out against seokmin's chest as he was pressed against the headboard, his mouth attached to your neck and his fingers twisting a nipple, all while jeonghan was digging his digits further into you with his tongue flicking against your clit.
seokmin grunted, rutting his hips against your back. "fuck, he looks good there."
you gasped, nodding, biting at your lip as he kneaded your breast, your fingers digging into jeonghan's hair. "you both do."
jeonghan never struggled to pull you apart, his deft fingers and teasing lips making you squirm and moan until you were shaking, mouth hanging open as your vision blurred and he told you you tasted like candy.
"minnie," jeonghan prompted, making the younger sit up with you whining against him to clean your taste off his fingers. his dick throbbed in need, watching the singer's agile tongue against him, wishing it wasn't just on his fingers.
seokmin had to practically beg jeonghan to fuck him again, but his only hesitation was that he may not have recovered yet. seokmin was on his back and gripped at jeonghan's thighs, urging him forward as your hand twisted around his thick, throbbing cock.
jeonghan swallowed, pausing despite being covered in lube and in position. "you're sure?"
"yes," seokmin said, gasping at your hand on him. "jeonghan, i appreciate you asking, but i'm always sure when it comes to you."
you weren't sure you had ever seen jeonghan blush like that in bed, and you smiled against seokmin's neck as he groaned, his cock firming in your grasp as the older pushed into him. you admired seokmin's silent scream, his head lolling to one side at the feeling.
"angel," jeonghan sighed, settling into the way seokmin squeezed around him. "what do you wanna do?"
you teased a thumb over seokmin's slit. "i wanna ride."
"f-fuuck-" seokmin panted, his hips resting against jeonghan's spread thighs as his knees hung to either side. "i'm not- nngh- gonna last."
"you don't have to," you said matter of factly, adjusting to straddle his torso. jeonghan winced, watching your form as he pumped into seokmin. "we're done when daddy says so."
you put your hand, palm up, over your shoulder, and jeonghan chuckled at the recognized motion for him to spit on your fingers - usually, so that you could slick his dick to sit back on it. you worked jeonghan's spit over seokmin's engorged cock, then slowly lowered yourself onto him.
seokmin stared up at you, eyes fluttering and mouth open, suddenly not only feeling impossibly full, but also absolutely stuffed into you. he moaned out loud when jeonghan bumped into his spot, overwhelmed by the simultaneous pleasure. you fell forward onto his chest, holding yourself up with shaky arms as your face hovered over his, both of you trying to hold off your own demises.
then, jeonghan pushed himself deep into seokmin, who whined, his dick pushing up against your cervix. you nearly collapsed, whimpering as your forehead fell to his, gasping into a desperate kiss. jeonghan groaned, his hand running over your hip as he looked at the intersection of you all, staring at the way you barely contained all of seokmin before he leaned forward and kissed your spine.
"you two will kill me," he said, one hand holding you firmly at your waist while the other gripped seokmin's thigh as he picked up his pace. you both moaned, fingernails digging into the plushest part of your thigh when seokmin questioned how much longer he could hold out at jeonghan's unrelenting pace.
a long, high pitched whine fell from his lips. "fuck, i need to cum," he rushed out, bleary eyes barely opening as he looked at you.
"hang on, baby," jeonghan said. "ladies first."
you babbled against seokmin's lips, somehow never being able to get used to the way he filled you, though jeonghan pushing him into you didn't help. you could do nothing but repeat curses in increasing pitch, pushing your face into seokmin's neck as your walls clamped down around him. his mouth gaped, desperately trying to not succumb to your plush insides before he got the okay.
jeonghan smiled at how seokmin tried to focus on him, despite his hands gripping you as you shook against him. "go ahead, baby."
so seokmin went. and god, he went, coating you internally, immediately squeezing out around his stuffed cock and onto his lap, making jeonghan pant as he kept his hips moving, chasing his own end. he leaned forward, chest pressing against your back as he fucked into seokmin, not stopping until his eyes were clamped shut and he was painting his walls white.
there was a long period of time where none of you moved, then another after you had all managed to untangle from each other. jeonghan sat back, leaning against a hand and scratching his brow as he breathed heavily.
"bathtub cuddle puddle?"
you laughed, chest heaving as you looked over to him, but it was seokmin who spoke. "that sounds nice."
he started to get suspicious when his birthday got closer.
jeonghan told you to suggest a dinner outing for that night to divert attention, but he had caught you moving one of the guitars for the music room only a few days before his birthday, and he looked at you with squinted eyes when he asked if it was for him and you hurriedly said no, hiding the guitar behind your back despite him clearly being able to see it.
"i panicked," you told jeonghan, eyes wide. "he saw it in me. he could tell it wasn't just the guitar."
"it'll be fine, y/n," he said, pushing around potted plants until they satisfied him. "he has to think it's weird that we haven't let him see this room yet, anyways."
you chewed your cheek, looking around the almost completed sunroom. the tall windows showed the light snowflakes falling from the sky, not quite thick enough to leave a layer but enough to make the enclosed yard look slightly pastel. despite the open space that looked out into the cold seoul winter, it stayed cozy, heat radiating from the floorboards and the faux fur rugs laid across them. the space near the entrance had a raised floor with a grand piano, along with several guitars hanging upon the wall, while the area partially covered by the balcony had two heavily cushioned, dark heather gray couches and a bright armchair, adorned with pillows and cable knit blankets.
jeonghan had a slight obsessive nature when it came to his home projects. he was meticulous with contracts, too, but he truly wanted this house to be perfect - not just for him, but for the people he loved. so you watched him rearrange pillows about four more times before you ran up the stairs to the loft to see if he had changed anything there since you had looked the day before.
it almost felt as though it was outdoors, with plants hanging off the edge of the railing and the rustic desk he had originally picked for your office placed to one side. you imagined doing schoolwork here, fantasizing slightly about watching seokmin play piano from your vantage point as you wrote essays. you slid open the glass doors to peek into your new office.
he had painted the walls white, taking a hint from the styling in your own apartment when he picked out a neutral toned couch and light wood shelving, your early graduation present of a computer set up spread across an L shaped desk. he had even paid to have your upright piano moved here, and cut into the next room over to give you more space for an electric drumset. you couldn't help but smile, imagining your friends coming over to record stuff with you. you had always felt strange about inviting them to your rich boyfriend's house, despite him insisting they were welcome, but he had really gone through the trouble of making a room so perfect for all of them that you had no choice.
and it was brighter, you thought. you had told him you worked better in bright spaces.
despite jeonghan's promises, the music room renovation felt like it was as much a gift for you as it was for seokmin. though, maybe he couldn't help it, when the reasons he loved you both overlapped so much.
you went to seokmin's apartment the next day with a bagged gift for him, arriving again right as his client was leaving, and you smiled at the same young man you had seen the first time you had come to visit seokmin. you knew his name now, not because you had spoken to him much, but because you had been told about him by his teacher, and you congratulated him on getting a gig the upcoming weekend.
"oh," jisung said, glancing between the two of you. "he talks about me?"
you laughed and gave him a fighting, seokmin looking upwards to hide his embarrassment as he ushered his student toward the door. "have a nice week, jisung! i'll try to be there this weekend," he said, throwing you a look as you giggled.
"it's not for guitar, you don't have to come," the younger assured. "but if you want to, bring your girlfriend!"
"yeah!" you said, putting your fists on your hips. "i'm getting you dinner for your birthday tonight, the least you can do is take me to an underground rap show!"
"okay, both of you, no more talking," seokmin said, trying and failing to prevent jisung from stopping in his tracks at the news that it was his birthday.
"woah, teach, happy birthday!" he laughed. "you weren't gonna say anything?" he kept talking even as his teacher pushed him out of his apartment.
you couldn't stop grinning when the door closed, seokmin turning to you. he pointed at you, trying to hide his smile as he could only get out a vaguely annoyed "you."
"happy birthday, baby," you said, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a kiss. he softened against you, smiling as you pulled away, his hands on your waist as he thanked you quietly.
"he asks about you a lot," seokmin said, joining you when you laughed at the fact. "i think he has a crush on you."
you rolled your eyes. "stop bragging about me, then."
"i don't brag," he said, smiling into another kiss. "i just tell the truth. i can't help that you're a dream come true."
you only pulled away from him to grab the two thick paper bags that you had set on his couch. "c'mon, we gotta head out. open your presents."
seokmin's mouth dropped open when he saw the logo on the bag. "wait, you didn't."
"i had to," you said, giggling as he grabbed one and tugged it open, moving to the couch to pull the garment out. "you said you wanted it."
"where did you find one?" he asked, staring at the corduroy parka from the brand you saw him wear constantly. "they've been sold out for weeks!"
"i got it before then, duh." you poked his cheek when he pouted at you, his eyebrows knit. "there's more, stop getting distracted."
seokmin hugged you extra tight as a thank you for his romantic crown haul, and he decisively pulled on the golden yellow shirt with the pizza on the back, making you grin at how perfectly jeonghan had predicted his thought process before you dragged him out of his apartment to go get dinner.
"we're just picking it up," you said, jangling a keychain. he gave you a quirked eyebrow, and you giggled, pulling him over to jeonghan's car. "do you wanna see it self drive?"
you pushed the side door closed with your butt and called out to jeonghan, saying the birthday boy was here. seokmin took the pizza boxes from your arms and put them on the kitchen counter as jeonghan walked around the stairs.
"well one of us has to change," jeonghan said facetiously, and seokmin looked down at the yellow shirt peeking through his half zipped parka, looking back up at jeonghan, who was wearing the same shirt.
"wait wait wait," you giggled, turning around to undo the zipper of your own jacket, pulling it open as you spun around to reveal that you, too, were wearing the shirt.
seokmin looked between you two with wide eyes, his eyebrows creasing. "you got us matching shirts?"
"pizza shirt gang!" you giggled, stripping off your jacket. "do you like them?"
he smiled into a disbelieving laugh. "how did you know i would put it on?"
"because we know you, minnie," jeonghan said, reaching for his hand after he took off his new coat. "before we eat, i finished the sunroom today, wanna see it?"
"hang on," seokmin stopped, making his hand fall from jeonghan's. "that's not the gift, right?" he looked at you. "the sunroom isn't the gift?"
you pursed your lips, looking at the ceiling, and seokmin started to argue, making jeonghan laughed. "who cares if it's for you, i just want you to come look at it."
jeonghan is pretty sure he always loved seokmin. it wasn't something he would ever be able to change about himself, he figured, as he watched his lover cover his face with his hands, sinking to crouch on the floor as his eyes looked around the large room that was lit by fairy light. the first thing he had seen was the piano, which made him gasp, then he saw the guitars, and looked at your smiling face, suddenly connecting dots, unable to stay standing from the shock as he understood why he hadn't been allowed to help.
and then he started crying.
the two of you ushered him to a couch, sitting him down as he sniffed back the tears. you sat beside him, wrapping your arms around his shoulder and cooing, jeonghan crouching on the floor in front of him.
"i'm sorry," jeonghan said, smiling slightly as he gave him an apologetic look. "i didn't mean to overwhelm you."
seokmin choked on a laugh, wiping at his cheeks. "how did you think i'd react?"
"i don't think he thought about it," you whispered, knowing full well jeonghan could hear you.
"i got a little carried away," he admitted, hand rubbing comforting circles on seokmin's leg. "you're special to me, so i wanted to make something special for you."
"this," seokmin said, looking around, gesturing at his surroundings. "this?"
the older huffed out a laugh, almost embarrassed. "yeah, this."
seokmin laughed too, eyes wet as he looked into the other's. "i can't believe you would make something this incredible for me."
"you're incredible," jeonghan said. "i want you to feel welcome in my home."
"i couldn't believe the record wall, either," you offered when seokmin seemed speechless, pressing your cheek against the his shoulder, hand rubbing his back. "jeonghan's love language is a little unique."
seokmin sniffed one more time, studying jeonghan's face, his brow creasing ever so slightly. "holy shit, i'm in love with you."
your heart stopped as you pulled away slightly to look at him, then jeonghan, who was frozen.
"i didn't realize that's what this was," seokmin said, hand gripping the one on his thigh. "i knew i liked you, but this is-"
jeonghan rose quickly, seating himself at seokmin's other side and kissed him. "i love you," he said, thumbs wiping over his slightly damp cheekbones. "it's taken me years to admit it, but i love you."
seokmin kissed him again in response, his face feeling hot from the continued attention. he broke away, only to look around the room again, jeonghan studying his face with a smile as he did.
"i think," seokmin said, clearing his throat when the words came out weak. he looked to you, then to jeonghan. "i think this is the best birthday i've ever had."
jeonghan laughed. "we haven't even had the pizza yet."
#dude just like magic by ariana is just about the mc of this au deadass#middle finger to my thumb and then i snap it#anyways#seventeen fluff#seventeen smut#seventeen imagines#seventeen scenarios#jeonghan fluff#jeonghan smut#jeonghan imagines#jeonghan scenarios#dokyeom fluff#dokyeom smut#dokyeom imagines#dokyeom scenarios#yes all of svt are in this au even the ones not mentioned by name exist in this universe ok#they all have a place i have a chart#whenever jeonghan gets an idea for a project at home seokmin runs and grabs a bass guitar and does the home improvement bass riff#i wrote dis#seokhan poly au
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park jimin x reader
genre: angst, lil' fluff if you squint hard enough lmfao
word count: 2k words of big sad bros
synopsis: befriending the ever-shy boy park jimin had its ups and downs but you were there for him through everything.
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It wasn’t supposed to end like this.
It was supposed to end on a somewhat lighter note. Laughter should’ve rang through the room by now from your remark, or at least a chuckle should’ve been heard from his lips as he denies your claim. He should’ve continued eating his pastries or at least change the topic to the song currently playing in Belle Vie.
There shouldn’t be silence. You shouldn’t hear the pitter patter of the rain outside from the cafe you’re in.
Anything but this.
You could still remember meeting his eyes. There he was, meekly hiding himself from the corner of the room to shield himself from the noise of your classmates. He was alone and it was as if he wanted it to stay that way.
You weren’t sure what was captivating about him. Was it the way his eyes told a different story? Was it how adorable he was as he avoided your stare when you approached him? Was it the small, unsure smile he returned when you looked at him?
You’d never know. But you were happy to be the first one to approach him.
“Hi! I’m Y/N.”
“O-oh… uhm… h-hello,” He trailed off, once again looking at anything but you.
You unintentionally chuckled, somehow frightening this shy boy more, and continued, “Can I ask for your name?”
“I-I’m sorry… I’m Park Jimin.”
“Say Park Jimin… interested in going to the small cafe down the street?”
That was the start of an unlikely friendship between the ever-friendly Y/N and the resident cutie Jimin.
From a few meetings to being stuck by the hip, you two sure became a great duo. But Jimin still had reservations about himself, a nobody, and you, the ever-cheerful person who’d befriend anyone. You would remember Jimin always asking you why you hung out with him. He would list reasons why you were better off without him trailing behind you like a puppy.
“Because I like being friends with you silly!”
And you could see the storm in his eyes fade away just from that remark.
“Wanna go to the Hope Dance Studio oday?”
“I’ll just watch you dance, Jimin, and you owe me tea from Belle Vie.”
You two spent most of your days together and would often bond on your love for music. You discovered a new Jimin through dancing—a Jimin who forgot his stage fright and shyness everytime a beat plays. You loved this side of Jimin. It’s who he is. A dancer, born to perform on stage, yet held back by the timid persona he always went by.
Admittedly, you were secretly glad he was confident enough to show it to you. Only you.
Aside from the dance studio, you two were more than often seen in the small cafe by the school named Belle Vie. It was a cozy cafe that hosted a few stressed students or passerbys who wanted to stop for pastries. It was where you two always hung out after every school day.
As your highschool years went by, you began to lie low from the “popular” people. The famous Y/N who befriended anyone was still friendly, but you decided it was time to stick to those who will be there for you.
That was Jimin. You stuck by him as you went through countless breakdowns, stresses, and heartbreaks.
“You should forget that dork, Y/N! He was a player from the start. If you want, we’ll go egg his house soon because he deserves that shit,” Jimin’s eye twitched as he gripped the macaron in his hand rather harshly.
The two of you were once again in Belle Vie, though this time you were down in the dumps because your asshole of a boyfriend cheated on you with one of your friends.
You snorted as you stole one of the sweet delights from his plate, “The slytherin in you jumped out.”
He preened, mockingly laughing the way rich people do, “I try my best.”
“Thank you, Jimin.”
“Anything for you."
None of your relationships seemed to work. Maybe it was because you never seemed to find any sort of connection with them. Maybe it was because they never had any sort of genuinity to commitment.
Maybe it was because they weren’t Jimin.
It dawned on you on one of those quiet days where you ponder quietly as you gaze at the ceiling. Looking back, it really was Jimin who stuck with you through it all. He made you laugh every time he did his pranks (he was never caught), he made you smile every time he danced like a dork, he made you feel at home.
Squealing lightly, you fell off the bed at your epiphany.
“Holy shit… I like my best friend.”
As soon as those words left your mouth, your eyes widened. There are a lot more negative disadvantages to liking your only best friend. What if he didn’t like you? What if he thinks you’re creepy? What if you don’t become friends anymore?
That last question haunted you more than you liked to admit.
Jimin was your anchor, the one you found solace in when times are rough. Not being with him anymore just because your feelings got in the way.
You’d rather keep it in.
So you did. You kept that little crush to yourself and told not a soul. It kind of hurts to act that way, but it was for the best.
Jimin on the other hand began to grow out of his shell. Because you encouraged him, even in his bad days, you were able to help him be more out in the open. Soon, Jimin became one of the popular kids and you were more than happy to see him in his true element.
You once introduced him to your acquaintance and captain of the dance team, Jung Hoseok. He happened to be the son of the owner of the dance studio you two often went to as well. Jimin was soon recruited.
It was as if everything felt right when he accepted Hoseok’s offer. He was more than ecstatic. You were very much just as happy as he is.
“Congrats, shorty! Treat me to Belle Vie today?”
“You can’t call me that if you’re shorter… And shouldn’t I be the one treated today?”
That was the start of his way up to the big leagues.
You were left at the bottom. Probably forgotten, left alone at square one.
You didn’t notice it immediately. Your daily trip to Belle vie turned into every other day, then it became twice a week, once a week, until there was none at all. You couldn’t blame your sweet Jimin though. He became much busier after he joined the dance team.
At the back of your mind, it was hard to admit that he became too busy for you.
It was hard, really, to ask Jimin to hang out for at least just a day and be turned down time and time again.
“Hey! Can we go to Belle Vie today?”
You already knew the answer when his face contorted into an uneasy grin, the way he averted his eyes and awkwardly scratched the back of his neck.
“I… uhm… have practi—”
“Oh! ‘S alright, we can just go out on a later date,” you cut him off to save yourself an ounce of dignity and scurried away before he could make it more painful than it is.
The unlikely duo weren’t seen together anymore anywhere.
You still went on with your day though. You wanted to support your sweet best friend through every competition he had, every breakdown he cried for, every problem he harbored.
It was different this time, you two couldn’t deny it. From strangers to best friends, then back to strangers.
The feelings you long since had have grown into something you couldn’t ignore. Despite every embarrassing moment you experienced from being turned down, the way his smile grew bigger every time their team won had your heart swooning. This Jimin, admittedly now one of the most popular heartthrobs of your school, brought your tummy butterflies that won’t die down.
On your fifth friendship anniversary, you decided it was time you get Jimin for just a day. Heck, just an hour with him would suffice. It’s been long since you two were together and why not hang out on the day that started it all?
“Chim, let’s eat at Belle Vie today. I’m not taking no for an answer,” You huffed in faux confidence, momentarily ignoring that little voice in your head who taunted at you.
“Ah… what’s the occasion?”
Are you kidding me?!
“June 13th! It’s our friendship anniversary dummy,” You grinned hesitantly as your voice wavered.
You never thought you’d have to remind him of this date. It was the other way around! He would surprise you and treat you to Belle Vie because you two were friends!
“Alright… I’ll meet you there.”
There wasn’t as much enthusiasm in his voice as he had last year. It was now blatantly obvious he wanted nothing to do with you.
You figured it was time for your last resort, confessing to everything you’ve felt. Maybe this time… Maybe this time he’ll have a change of heart.
Rain poured down when afternoon came. The clouds were weeping at the loss of friendship. Or maybe it was long gone and you just realized it now and the clouds were sad for another reason…
The two of you were sitting in the same booth you first did, the one nearest to the window. You both ended up getting the same food you always bought. You found yourselves in the same predicament you first met— awkward, silent, and nervousness.
Everything was the same yet everything was different.
The Jimin in front of you now, for example, was strikingly different from the Jimin you met. But you were still the same ol’ Y/N he first met.
You were finally fed up with everything he had thrown your way. Every rejection he made you face, every embarrassing moment you had to endure, every ounce of pain you had to feel.
“What happened to us?” You whispered, looking at anything but this stranger in front of you.
He raised an eyebrow, “Us? What do you mean? Don’t get carried away, Y/N.”
“You were never like this to me, Jimin… You always went to me for everything… Now we don’t even t-talk,” You cried out weakly, too hurt to prevent anything from not being said.
“I’m not gonna be there at your every beck and call, Y/N! I’m not gonna be with you forever! You’re not even my girlfriend! God, how clingy can you get!?” Jimin harshly let out.
Your eyes widened as his remarks flowed into your head and repeatedly taunted you. Tears welled up in your eyes, unable to believe that this is the person you called your best friend.
“I… I can’t believe I like you,” Your face visibly cringed when you said that word. That specific word that wasn’t even enough to describe the immense love you had for this boy who had chosen to hurt you with his words.
It was out. The secret you had for so long is finally out.
Instead of anything welcoming, however, Jimin only mumbled a “what?” out of disbelief. Maybe he wasn’t hearing himself correctly.
This expression of his told you more than you needed to know. Despite the tears now flowing freely, you asked him softly.
“H-hey… Do you know what Belle Vie means?”
You were met with silence. He stared at you as you tried to salvage this piss-poor conversation.
“It means Beautiful Life… and I’m glad to have experienced that with you, Jimin…”
He didn’t say anything back, just a weak, “Goodbye.”
And there was nothing.
It wasn’t supposed to end like this.
It was supposed to end on a somewhat lighter note. Laughter should’ve rang through the room by now from your remark, or at least a chuckle should’ve been heard from his lips as he denies your claim. He should’ve continued eating his pastries or at least change the topic to the song currently playing in Belle Vie.
There shouldn’t be silence. You shouldn’t hear the pitter patter of the rain outside from the cafe you’re in.
But it did.
Your longtime crush and now ex-friend walked out of the door, and with him left the five-year friendship you two built.
What a beautiful life, indeed.
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Happy Birthday (T. Oikawa)
major haikyuu manga spoilers
finally writing for my haikyuu main lmfao this is way overdue. happy birthday babykawa you deserve everything. i love. man. <3
tags: hurt/comfort, fluff, birthday fic
word count: 1,224
summary: its lonely in argentina, but it gets lonely in california, too.
warnings: uhh there’s like one (1) mention of sex
It’s lonely in Argentina.
And when your boyfriend packs up his entire life and hops off to another country halfway across the world… It gets lonely in Japan, too.
The world won’t stop for you and him. It won’t stop for anyone. With the time difference making calls difficult, paying for international plans, the time gaps in between texts all in an effort to keep your relationship alive. And when you finally finish school, maybe you can join him, too.
And then Iwaizumi came to you one day telling you about going to California and the next thing you knew you had packed up to join him after an opportunity of your own landed in your lap.
The difference between time zones had somewhat lined up; instead of the 12 hours between Japan and Argentina, it was a mere 4 hours between California and Argentina. Calls became more frequent, being able to wish him good luck before his games, watching his games on TV with Iwaizumi and cheering Oikawa on while you and Iwaizumi ate cup ramen, and then telling Oikawa he did a good job afterwards.
But it’s not the same. Holidays don’t always line up and plans don’t always follow through, and after a full year of not being able to see him, it felt like your heart would wither away. The gentle touches, the nights laying in bed together and talking about anything and everything couldn’t happen.
You and Iwaizumi ended up spending Summer break in California, joined by the two idiots Makki and Mattsun. The best part was that they just showed up with their luggage and told the both of you they’d be living with the both of you for the summer. Naturally, they’d be paying for their share of the apartment as well. It was almost a third year reunion.
Almost.
Everything felt incomplete without Oikawa. No matter how many facetime calls, snaps, or texts were sent it couldn’t fill the empty space in your bed or the lack of another hand entwined in your own.
And so, by the end of June, the boys living in your apartment had had enough of the sobs they would sometimes hear very late at night or would make an appearance every time you all decided to drink.
Mattsun slammed your door open, marched in with Iwaizumi and Makki following close behind, and slammed an envelope filled with plane tickets in front of you.
“Happy birthday.” Mattsun declares.
You raise an eyebrow, “It’s not my birthday.”
“Well there’s no holiday during the summer where you give presents and shit is there?” Makki thinks out loud. “Whatever. It’s an early birthday present. But it’s also for us. I guess. Christ, just read the damn tickets.”
You pluck one of the tickets out of the envelope, your eyes lazily scanning the contents, “Standard economy, blah, blah, blah… From John Wayne Airport to…” your eyes widen, “to San Juan? You’re fucking joking. God, please tell me this isn’t a prank or I’ll cry right now-”
“Nope. We’re surprising shittykawa. It’s almost his birthday, after all.” Iwaizumi pointed to your phone. “We’ve all got one week to pack and hopefully he’s free when we land so he can come pick us up. Otherwise, uh, we’ll have to take a bus.”
“You guys are so bad at planning things through.”
Makki pouts, “please just appreciate the gesture.”
A smile graces your face, “I do. Thank you guys.”
“Alright it’s all set, then! The semester starts back up in late August so we’ll be there to piss off Oikawa for a whole month.” Mattsun claps his hands together.
“I’m gonna plaster every ugly photo I have of him all over the city.” Makki proclaims, leading everyone out of your room.
You could finally see him again.
You think the hardest part about this plan was keeping it a secret from your boyfriend. It took every ounce of self control you had not to just burst at the seams and tell him all about how you could finally see him once again. The night before his birthday, no less.
So when the four of you finally arrived at San Juan after a stop in Buenos Aires, Iwaizumi had let you do the honors of calling Oikawa to see if he was free to pick you up, noticing how you looked like you could explode in sheer excitement.
A groggy voice answered the phone, “babe? It’s, like, 10 PM. Isn’t it late over there? Is something wrong?
“Uh, no, not really. I was just wondering if you could come pick us up?”
“...Are you drunk right now? Did you call the wrong person? Listen, I’ll hang up and call Iwa for you, just hang tight and-”
You sigh, “I’m not drunk, Tooru. I’m with Mattsun, Makki, and Iwa right now. Ah, actually, I’ll just send you my location. Love you.” You heard him inhale to respond right before you hung up.
Almost immediately after sending him your location and gate number, he called back.
“You’re fucking joking right now. Babe, holy shit, please- oh shit! Ow!” You heard him bump into something amongst all the rustling on his end of the call, “God. I love you so fucking much. I’ll be right there give me a few- fuck!- A few minutes. I love you. Holy shit I love you so much.”
“I love you too.” And with that, the line went dead.
Mattsun chuckles when he notices your teary eyes. “Can I assume he’s coming?”
And when he finally does arrive, he’s only able to say a quick hello and give you a peck on the lips so you could all quickly shove your luggage into the car and be on your way.
“You guys know my apartment is definitely not big enough for all of you, right? Iwa and [Name]’s might be, but their place is bigger.” Oikawa states, one hand on the wheel and the other finally being able to hold your hand, rubbing circles onto the base of your thumb. He never wants to let you go.
Not like you want him to let you go in the first place anyway.
Mattsun doesn’t even look at him when he speaks, instead opting to enjoy the view of the drive. “Yeah, yeah, don’t worry about that. We got an Airbnb nearby so you two can bang like rabbits all you want when you’re alone-”
Iwaizumi hits him, “don’t make me think about that. But we did book the airbnb assuming [Name] would stay with you for the month. Unless…?”
Oikawa can’t help but smile, “a month, huh? But yeah, I want [Name] with me,” he glances at you from the corner of his eye, “unless you don’t want to?”
You shake your head, “no, I do. We need to make up for a whole year, after all.”
“Couldn’t agree more.”
The clock hits midnight while the both of you are laying in bed together after dropping off Makki, Mattsun, and Iwaizumi at their airbnb. Finally, the empty space you would so often reach out for to hold someone who wasn’t there was filled.
July 20.
“Happy birthday, my love.” You press a kiss onto his lips.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.” He holds you even closer, “finally having you here with me is more than anything I could have asked for.”
fin.
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23, 24, 27 with Thor? :^)
i love my baby thor lmfao, i hope u like this one anon! thanks for the request
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“Hey, babe?” you called out, shutting the door behind you. “I’m back...Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?” It was ten in the evening and you had just made it back to the tower from dinner with the girls. You had walked and followed the trail of sparkles that led to Thor, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. His eyebrows were knit into a fashion of serious concentration. Glitter littered his face, hands and the exposed skin of his arms. Faint glimmers of purple and pink were visible too, glinting in the overhead lighting whenever he moved his head.
You repeated your question. “Thor. Why the hell is there glitter everywhere?”
“Hm?” he looked up quickly and smiled when he saw your face. “Hello, my darling girl. How was dinner?”
“The glitter?”
“Oh, um, yes. Well, I’m going to prank Nat.”
“Nat?”
“Yes.”
“As in the woman I just went to dinner with?”
“Yes.”
“As in the trained assassin that lives in the building?”
“Yes.”
“Why Nat? Did she do something to you?”
“She made fun of my hair,” he frowned, a self-conscious hand coming up to touch it. You knew how sensitive he was about his hair, which was now cropped short.
You paused. How well could something like this go? It couldn’t go well at all...all the more reason to watch it happen.
“What’s your plan here?” you asked, settling across from him on the floor.
His blue eyes shone with pride as he sucked in a breathe before telling you of his grand plan. The plan was to give her a gift that was actually a glitter bomb. He seemed to have it all figured out, except for one small thing.
“She’s going to think it’s weird that you’re giving her a gift out of nowhere.”
“She won’t.”
“She will.”
“Y/N,” Thor began, sending you a knowing smile that seemed to say I’ve got this, “she won’t. Trust me.” He reached to gently pat your knee with one glitter covered hand.
You raised your brows, but decided not to fight him any longer. “The probability of that is 0, but you go ahead.”
The next morning his plan was set into motion. You, of course, tagged along just to see how his master plan would play out. A part of you hoped that it would be taken in jest, but knowing Nat she would either a) kick his ass or b) kick his ass. You wondered how Thor didn’t know that by now.
He gave her the small box when the entire team was sitting around the table eating breakfast. You had advised him not to, but he acted otherwise.
“This is for you,” the man said with a gleaming grin. “I saw it a couple days ago while I was out and they seemed like something you might like.”
Nat took the horribly wrapped gift with obvious reluctance. Even the smile on her face was so horribly artificial that she might as well have been frowning. “What is it?”
“You have to open it to find out,” he advised, giving your knee a furtive squeeze.
You were surprised at how well he kept his cool, though you could still see the excitement written in his eye. God, he was such a child.
“Well, go on, open it.” It was Sam who said this. His nosy ass was curious to see what Thor had gifted her with.
The moment the lid of the small box was lifted, Thor’s loud rumble of a laugh was echoing through the room. Sam choked on his orange juice, Steve, despite his cool demeanor, had a grin that seemed to grow with every moment that he looked at the glitter covered Black Widow. The glitter had shot out in a puff of iridescent sparkles that covered Nat’s face and shoulders. It glinted in her hair. Suddenly the whole room was laughing, even you couldn’t help the small chuckles that escaped from your lips. Thor was gripping your knee, doubled over in his seat and his cheeks flushed with his laughter. He sat up only to wipe the tears in his eyes and when he did a plate flew by his head with unimaginable speed, cutting all laughter short. The room was filled with the sound of glass shattering and then silence. Nat sat across the table silently, looking at Thor intently.
Tony interrupted the tense silence by leaning over to Thor, “I think we can all agree that that was, by far, the stupidest thing you’ve ever done.”
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THE MUN WATCHES. The Resident 2x06 - Nightmares
HERE WE GO.
THAT RECAP. All about the family this episode. I am so hype.
Uhhhh.. I am not okay with creepy baby music coming from that room with a crib. and now no one is at the door. THIS FEELS LIKE A GAME I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR.
Don’t like it. (I am a wimp, guys. )
NOPE. FUCKING NOPE. LET ME OUT.
Awwwwww. Poor Lori. Laurie? However she spells it. Awww. Devin giving her a hug. Irving wants the hug. lol His face. Babyyyyy. ( Yes. I still adore Irving. )
OMG. NIC TRYING TO GET CONRAD TO HAVE SOME CHOCOLATE. I LOVE IT. (LAWL. “Something in the marvel universe”...I see you Fox. I see that Sharon Carter ref. I approve.)
Uh oh. No Pops. Hmmmmmmm.
LMFAO. THE ARM. “Trick or treat.” Oh Irving.
Nic and baby sis bonding and being all cute. I am here for this.
WOMEN UNDER 35 ARE THE MOST UNDIAGNOSED PATIENTS IN THE COUNTRY.
THAT IS FUCKING RIGHT.
THANK YOU, THE RESIDENT. I AM HAVING SO MANY FEELS OVER THAT ONE LINE.
Oh look. The theme of family is popping up again. FAMILY THEMED EPISODE.
omg I love Bell’s new assistant. He’s a snarky little shit and I hope he stays.
Snort. Conrad’s dad is in his phone as Marshall.
LOL Conrad’s face is just like ‘But.. I’m me.’
OH. THIS IS LIKE THAT ONE EPISODE OF...SOMETHING THAT I SAW. WHERE YOU CAN’T RECOGNIZE THE FACE OF SOMEONE. THEY APPEAR AS STRANGERS. Was that Criminal Minds??
I am so here for Mina being friends with both of the Nevin girls.
Poor Irving.
“Perhaps you should let go of kitty’s leash”
I adore Jessie and I want to protect her from all things.
Called it. It’s the thing.
Omg. This small child. Trying to be matchmaker so he doesn’t get fired. I can’t decide if I love him or want to murder him myself.
OH NO. CONRAD RUN. GET HER.
Oh thank god. I really thought she was going to try and pull him over the edge with her. Jesus my heart.
“Don’t look at me. The Raptor does not prank. Although he does appreciate pranks.”
I do like Mina calling Nic out on her momma birding her sister.
Awwww she left Nic in charge and I love those three rules.
That is a really interesting test they did with the clock. I am really enjoying this episode.Though, the sedative I do not believe would work that fast? It need a minute to go through her blood stream.
OH. HERE WE GO. The scene with Conrad and his dad that we saw earlier today. So...my friend and my guess is that Marshall is either really sick and dying and has no hope or does not think he will get through whatever it is because he isn’t super positive about things.
Dude that guy looks a lot like ZDogg MD.
Nic lookin for Jessie. “Check the closets. Lots of things going on in the closets.” oh Nic. GOING BACK TO CHECK THAT GUY’S PULSE. I FUCKING LOVE IT. NIC IS MY MOTHER HEN.
Oh no. Oh good. Good girl, Jessie. Proud of you.
Annnnnnnd not so proud of how you tore up your sister there. Like...yeah she’s being overbearing but that was mean.
OH MY GOD. THAT IS THE FEMORAL ARTERY. GOD. RIPPING OUT THAT IV HAD ME CRINGING BUT NOW I AM ALL OUT IN PAIN FOR HER.
Oh snap. Are Conrad and HODAD going to willingly work together?
DID SOMEONE FUCKING PUT PILLS IN NIC’S DRINK? IS SOMEONE DRUGGING HER? OR IS THIS A PANIC ATTACK? (”Genie back in your bottle” best line) Oh. Okay. Panic attack. Okay. That is really good and interesting. Awww....my baby.
Aaaayyyyeeeeeee. Dr. Nolan. I want to like him, I do like him. But also I am weary that he might be used against us at some point.
SWEAR TO GOD THAT LOOKS LIKE ZDOGG. AM I CRAZY?
I enjoy the quotes from Nolan. I enjoy his thing. They’re funny. Conrad is a little shit who mildly enjoys them with his “Quote. Check Lori’s abdomen. Hawkins.”
Ugh blood. There is a lot of gore this episode.
YAY. THE HEART IS BACK.
LAWL.
“SHOWOFF” I love these ladies.
OH. SHE HAD A TERATOMA. THAT IS SO INTERESTING. ( I like that I seem to know a lot of these things popping up. Proof I’ve seen too many dr. shows and been in hospitals too much/research weird shit too much. )
Awwww. I am so happy for this girl. I am glad she is going to be okay.
Now. On to Conrad and his dad. What is UP. Come on, Pops.
Oh shit. 10 years. Damn, Conrad. That is a bit fair I guess on his dad’s part.
omg. “Wait....you have human kids?”
“Two. From my first marraige. And one of my kids has a kid.”
She leaves.
“...Her kid has a kid.”
“....she’s a....grandmother.....”
OH
MY
GOD
HE SET UP HIS BOSS WITH HIS DIVORCED MOTHER. JESUS.
OMG.
JESSIE WITH IRVING WOULD BE SO FUCKING CUTE.
I WANT IT.
Okay what creepy house is this???
IS THIS CONRAD’S MOM?
WHAT THE FUCK.
WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?
I don’t THINK that Marshall killed his wife. I am so confused. I mean he didn’t kill his wife. She fell down the stairs but still. WTF.
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The RFA+V+Saeran reacting to MC being a SUPER DUPER MEGA AWESOME HACKER (like an MC who's waaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyy better at hacking than Seven but she's not in any hacker groups like she works solo and all that good shit👌)
okay~~ sorry for taking so long anon :3
Yoosung:
HOLD UP
THAT MEANS YOU’RE LIKE SEVEN RIGHT?
“even better”
asks you to help him hack into Seven’s information so he can plan the ultimate revenge prank yaas
is legit super impressed and just stares at you when you work
he can’t focus on anything else lmao
also low key wants you to hack into LOLOL to cause some trouble for Seven’s guild because he KNOWS Seven cheats but it still makes him mad because he just can’t beat him
>:(
Zen:
idk he just finds it cool
he’s not like super into it
but you won’t believe this
he’s actually a little intimidated by you???
because he knows that if he makes you mad or upset you could leak information about him and make it go viral easily
not that you’d do that though right?
RIGHT?!?1
HAHAHAHAH
that is to remain undecided until further notice
oops hehe
Jaehee:
“Can you hack into Mr. Han’s brain and tone down his cat craze?”
she also wants you to hack into the clocks of the Jumin’s house so she can get one more hour of sleep before going to work LMFAO
no but srsly she’d do ANYTHING for a nap
soooo you do it and it’s great because the whole company is confused
like “Mr. Han missed the meeting for his beloved cat project? UNBELIEVABLE!”
let’s just say, it was a great day for Jaehee because the project was postponed
Jumin:
thought that MC would be like Seven but you were wayy more mature
thank God
but he wasn’t so sure about your career since he’s a public figure after all
but then you reminded him that you had several identities soooo problem solved!!
you’re the princess of JuJu Island heh.
yo then he actually likes your job because YOU’RE ABLE TO HACK AND FIND CONFIDENTIAL GOVERNMENT CAT VIDEOS LMAO
do those even exist idk just pretend it does man
707:
DID SOMEONE SAY HACKER???
he’s hiding cuz you might be part of hackers chasing hackers
but then he finds out you’re not and is 200% relieved until you tell him you’re a better hack than him
EXCUSE ME?!?!?!?!?
hacking challenge accepted.
by the end of it, both of your uncovered so much information about each other it was impossible to decide a winner
Saeran:
“so.. that means you’re better than my brother?”
TBH you knew he was the hacker before anyone else found out
(plot twist MC saves the day OK no one dies all is happy yasss)
right so then he wants to learn how to beat his brother in hacking!!
the both of you become hacking partners for lyfe and literally you guys scare the rest of the RFA cuz
y'all are just too powerful gurl Seven is bowing down to you guys
and VANDERWOOD BE LIKE HELLOOOO THERE WE’D LIKE TO HIRE YOU GUYS TO OUR AGENCY!!
Seven: but you already have me??
^^Vander: we can always fire you ;)
*insert sad 707 chicken meme face*
V:
is kinda sad cuz you won’t let him use photos of you for his exhibition aww
“Okay, MC…” he’s ALMOST CRYING GURL WHAT DID U DO.
his puppy eyes make your heart kill itself and you have no choice but to let him
GAHHHHHHH
defying all your hacker logic and precautions just to make this cinnamon bun happy
it’s worth it though
V’s smile when he hears the compliments of his pictures of you is even brighter than the sun
:) i hope this is what you wanted!
~Cherry L.
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