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jadedxhearts · 3 months

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𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐅𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐭 𝐌𝐢𝐬𝐮𝐬𝐞

You and Law use his devil fruit abilities, but for all the wrong reasons... Plus part two: You decide to get back at Law for teasing you, with a certain request...

Note: This was my most popular fic back on my main account, "Body Swap", now being reposted here for my Most Popular Fics Event, under a new name! Please keep in mind these were some of the earliest smut fics I ever wrote (Almost 2 years ago), so it isn't representative of my current writing abilities. Regardless, I'm glad to see that so many people enjoyed reading them.

Warnings: smut, fem reader, use of Law's heart-swapping ability.

Typically, once you got a good idea, it wouldn’t leave your mind.

Except that you didn’t know if this was exactly a good idea.

You tried ignoring it as much as possible. But how could you?! It was becoming too much for you to handle.

Sitting in the kitchen, you were eating your dinner with a few other crew mates. The others had been trying to talk to you, but you didn’t listen. It wasn’t that you were ignoring them, no. You just had too much on your mind.

“I think (Name)’s sick,” Bepo said, poking at your arm, but you kept staring ahead, at nothing. “She’s unresponsive…”

“But definitely conscious. That’s odd,” Ikkaku noted.

“Maybe we should take her to captain,” Penguin suggested. “He’d know what to do!”

“About what?” Law asked, entering the kitchen.

“Oh! Captain, thank goodness, (Name)’s acting weird. We think she may be sick!”

You let out a small gasp, face turning red at Law’s voice

“Is she choking?!” Shachi yelled.

Law took a look at you. The answer was clearly no. You almost seemed embarrassed. But about what?

“(Name)-ya.”

Your eyes widened a little, and you turned to look at your boyfriend. “Law…”

“Come on, let me have a look at you,” he motioned for you to get up and follow him.

You followed Law through the halls of the submarine, all the way down to his bedroom. He sat you down on the bed before closing the door, and crossing his arms.

“What’s wrong with you?” He asked.

“Umm… nothing,” you lied.

“Nothing?”

The two of you stared at each other, Law waiting for you to break.

“Ok! Fine. I just… had something on my mind and was very distracted.”

Law raised an eyebrow, not looking very amused. “Distracted?”

“Yeah… um. Got a lot on my mind, y’know…”

“Then tell me what’s on your mind. What could possibly be so distracting that you weren’t even acknowledging everyone around you… ah. But then I walked in.”

Your face went red again.

“You were thinking about me.” He said. “How am I that distracting?”

“Oh, well. Um… I just… had an idea,” you mumbled, looking down.

Law moved closer to you, standing inches away from you now. “An idea?”

You were too embarrassed. It was stupid and he’d never agree to it. But quietly, as though you were genuinely afraid of saying it, you told him your idea.

Then Law’s face turned a little red.

“See, it’s a horrible idea. But I can’t stop thinking about it,” you whined. “Sorry…”

“No. It’s not horrible, just… a bit out there.”

Was he seriously about to agree?!

“We can try it,” he told you. “Since you can’t stop thinking about it. Lay down.”

You laid back against the soft pillows, crossing your hands and waiting for him to make the next move.

Law slid his shirt off, and grabbed kikoku from where it leaned against his desk, walking back over to you.

“Undress at least a little, to make it easier,” he said, standing beside you now.

You slid your shorts off and removed the top you had on off, leaving you in just your rather cute set of undergarments.

Law moved to get on top of you, sitting on his knees, around your legs.

“…you sure about this?” He hesitated.

“We’re already here, aren’t we?” You asked.

Deciding to just get it over with and wanting this over as soon as possible, Law created a room.

He slid the katana out of its case, and closed his eyes.

“Just do it! Before I freak out and back out!” You yelled.

“Ugh. Shambles,” he said as he did a thrusting motion toward your body, then back at himself.

You felt oddly dizzy, and suddenly…

You were now in Law’s spot, holding the katana exactly how he had been seconds ago. Except that you were still underneath him…. But it was just your body.

Now you were panicking. This was a bad idea, why did you even think of it in the first place?!

Looking down, you saw that you were Law… and he was you. Your eyes widened, and you opened your mouth as if you were about to scream. But before you could get more than a “Ah!” out, your (Law’s?) hand was covering your mouth.

“Let’s get this over with, I don’t like looking at myself like this…” he said.

Sliding kikoku back into its case and setting it aside, you slid a hand onto your chest, not being used to how… er, flat… it was. “Woah,” you muttered.

“Stop that! It’s weird!” Law snapped.

“No, this is so weird! I’m so used to.. uh… having boobs.”

Law then rolled his eyes, but… he didn’t want to admit that he was also curious. He looked down at your chest.

“Try it,” you said, taking his hands and placing them on your body’s chest. “This is crazy.”

Law wanted to yell at you for forcing him to grab your boobs, but… it was rather fascinating.

“I get to live like that, all day every day,” you said. “Wait…”

Then you slapped his hands out of the way and grabbed your own boobs, squeezing. “This is awesome,” you giggled.

“Quit making it weird!” He yelled.

“Okay, okay. Sorry,” you said, removing your hands. “So…”

“Did you forget how to take off your clothes?” He asked, watching you just sit there.

“N-no! I’ve just never done it from this point of view before!”

You carefully took off Law’s signature jeans. Then, you looked down at yourself. Feeling unsure, you pulled off your panties.

Then you screamed, fully this time, seeing your own pussy. “What the hell! It looks like that?!” You cried.

“(Name)! Stop that shit, you’re making this way less sexy than you made it sound!”

Curiously, you reached out and poked at your clit, and Law hissed, eyes widening. Then you slid a finger down the slit, feeling how wet it was. “Aw, you’re wet for me,” you giggled.

You inserted a tattooed finger into your cunt, feeling the ridges along the walls of your hole. Law let out a small moan, face red in embarrassment.

Adding another finger, you fully began fingering your cunt. Law’s hands flew up to grab at your wrist, stopping you. He was breathing heavily and your body’s legs were twitching.

“Stop. It’s too much,” he panted.

“Oh, is it?” You asked. “It’s too much for you but I take it for hours and hours, begging for more every time. You’re such a baby, Law.”

You pulled your hand away, and then pulled his cock out. You stared at it in awe, feeling like your mind was gonna explode.

“This is so weird!” You exclaimed. “This is how it feels to have a boner?!”

“(Name)-ya, just get on with it already,” Law sighed.

“Fine, fine,” you said. Awkwardly trying to line his cock up with your cunt. You teased him by rubbing against it but not sliding in.

“Sure you’ll be able to handle it?” You asked. “You couldn’t even take fifteen seconds of me fingering you.”

“I don’t care anymore,” Law huffed.

“Alright. But don’t act all mad when you can’t do it.”

When the last word left your mouth, you slid his cock into your throbbing cunt, and grabbed onto your hips.

You moaned a little, loving how you squeezed his cock.

Law tried covering his face and biting onto one of your hands to stop himself from moaning.

You tried thrusting, unsure of how exactly you were supposed to do so… since you’d always been on the receiving end. And it wasn’t like you were always watching Law’s hips and studying how it was done.

As you got the hang of it, Law could no longer hide his moans. You could feel your cunt throbbing more, your legs wrapping around his and squeezing you. You tried going faster, and moaned at the sensation.

“Mmm, moan louder, Law. I wanna hear you cry like a little whore,” you said, leaning down to suck on your own breast.

Taking the nipple in your mouth and harshly sucking, Law let out the most lewd moan you’d ever heard from him. You stumbled in your movements, hips twitching at the sound. “Law, I’m close…”

“You better not- ugh- get yourself pregnant,” he muttered in between moans.

“Mmm, but that would be so hot, you getting to feel the way I do when you stuff me with cum. Oh!” you gripped harder at your hips and shoved his cock deep into your cunt, unloading into yourself with a loud moan.

Law yelped, squeezing his eyes shut as he too came, but through your body. You collapsed onto him, still buried inside your cunt.

“How’d it feel?” You asked, a smirk on your face.

“Now I almost feel sorry for you,” he panted. “You take way more than that when I fuck you…”

“Hmm, well, how about next time I make you suck your own cock?” You suggested with a giggle.

“There will not be a next time,” he huffed.

“Aww, but this was so fun,” you whined. “In fact, I wanna stay here… you feel so nice and warm around my cock.”

“Your cock?” He glared at you. He wasn’t actually angry but it was incredibly embarrassing to let you take control like this, and now you were getting cocky.

“Sorry,” you said. “But now I see why you never let me go after one round.”

“Okay, whatever. Change us back. Now.”

Sighing defeatedly, you sat back up and slid his cock away from your cunt, watching his seed spill out. His cock twitched again.

“Umm… how do I do that?” You asked.

Law rolled his eyes. “You should know, you watched me do it.”

“But I’ve still never done it myself!”

“You take the katana and say ‘room’, then thrust it at our bodies and say ‘shambles’,” he instructed.

“Okay…” you took the katana into your hand and did as he said.

And suddenly… now you were underneath him, back in your own body.

“That was easy,” you giggled, trying to get up so you could put your clothes back on.

But Law pushed you back down. “You think I’m letting you get away with that, you little demon?”

Boy, were you in for a punishment…

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When the idea returned to you, it came at a rather convenient time.

You’d thought about it since that evening, sure. But you were unsure if Law would ever agree to doing it again, so eventually… it slipped your mind.

But then now, you simply couldn’t get it off your mind.

You’d been laying in bed with Law, both of you unable to sleep that particular night. He’d been reading a book, an arm wrapped around you, holding you close to his bare tattooed chest.

He’d been teasing you all day, and now all evening. Throwing you suggestive smirks or subtly winking at you throughout the day, lingering touches, and at one point he’d even smacked your ass as you headed out of a room. Now, his hand that was around you was pinching at your nipple through your tight tank top, and every time you’d whimper he’d let out a faint chuckle, making you even more frustrated.

You couldn’t take it anymore, so you slipped a hand down to your panties, sliding it under and began slowly stroking your folds with one finger, trying to get yourself wet enough to finger yourself.

You thought about that evening. The way Law moaned like a little slut, whining about how it was too much for him to handle when you’d barely touched him (you?).

You moved your finger up just a little to your clit, and began rubbing at the bud of nerves. You let out a soft whine, rolling over just a little, still in Law’s hold.

Surely he’d noticed. He was in no way oblivious to anything. You looked back at him, seeing his cocky smirk on his face. He glanced at you, making eye contact for just a second, before looking back to his book.

Feeling wet enough, you slid two fingers inside yourself, letting out the most lewd, cute moan you possibly could, trying to get Law’s attention.

But he didn’t move.

So you kept your fingers moving, sliding them inside yourself and rubbing your fingertips along your tight walls. Law pinched your nipple again, this time much harder than he was before. You let out another whimper, frustrated that that was all he would do to you, when you wanted so much more.

“Law, please,” you whined.

“What, (Name)-ya?” He was pretending to not notice.

“Law, I need you.”

“For what?” He taunted.

“To satisfy me! You wouldn’t make your girlfriend do it all herself, would you? Leave me all helpless and fingering myself, when I really want you.”

“I wouldn’t put it past me,” he replied.

“Ugh! Law, come on! You’ve been teasing me all day,” you yelled, sliding your fingers out of yourself and moving to sit up, facing him.

“Do something about it, then,” he told you, looking back to his book.

“Fine,” you muttered. Without hesitating, you moved your hand that you’d just been pleasuring yourself with up to his mouth, forcing your still wet fingers inside.

His eyes went wide and he tried cursing at you, but it all sounded muffled due to your fingers. When he shut up and began licking your fingers, sliding his tongue around and down them, lapping up your juices, you nearly came right then and there, letting out a moan at the sight and feeling.

You pulled away after a moment, and when you did you replaced your hand with your lips, kissing him and tasting yourself mixed with his spit.

“That was so hot, Law,” you mumbled against his lips.

“Really?” He set his book aside and put a hand against your head, deepening the kiss.

“Mhm.”

Your legs were trembling as you kneeled on top of him, the dirty sounds of your mouths going straight to your cunt and making you feel like you could cum without any physical touch to it.

You pulled away, grabbing his shoulders to stabilize yourself. “Law, I know you’ll probably punish me again, but I want to try swapping bodies again.”

“Shit, (Name). Don’t you know how…” he trailed off, looking away from you.

“Embarrassing that was? For you? I do, and I would kill to see that again. When I was fingering myself, that was all I could think about, your little whimpers and moans-“

“Alright, stop. I’ll do it,” he said to shut you up.

You let out a delighted hum, removing yourself from his lap and happily getting up to grab kikoku. When you returned to him, you basically shoved the katana into his hand and eagerly waited for him to switch you two.

“Room.”

Your smile grew bigger, unable to contain your excitement.

“Shambles.”

And in a blink, you were now where Law had been laying, holding the katana in your right hand.

Law was on his (or your? You still didn’t know exactly how to refer to this). knees, just as you had been seconds before.

You put kikoku away, and didn’t hesitate for a second to rip the sweatpants Law had on off.

“Remember what I said last time?” You asked him.

He clearly looked unnerved at seeing your voice come from his mouth, but he nodded slowly.

“Tell me,” you said.

Law let out a sigh, looking down. “You said… you wanted me to suck my own cock.”

You giggled, moving to hold his face between your hands, gently squishing your face’s cheeks together. “That’s right, my little whore.”

You placed a kiss on your own lips, and then laid back, taking his cock in your hand and stroking yourself.

“Now come do it,” you told him.

Law slowly moved to get between his own legs, and you could tell he felt absolutely humiliated right now.

“(Name)… I don’t know how to do this.”

“Never sucked dick before?” You teased. “Maybe my body will just naturally know how, I do it for you all the time, after all.”

But he didn’t look reassured.

“Just take a little at a time and breathe through your nose,” you said, patting him on the head.

Hesitantly, Law poked his tongue out and took a small lick at himself.

“Don’t know why I thought there’d be much of a taste…” he mumbled.

“Well you lick my skin, don’t you? It should be like that.”

“I suppose so.” With that he took just the smallest bit of the top into his mouth. He gently sucked, and you let out a loud moan.

“Jeez, (Name). I barely did anything.”

“I know… but I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“Oh, so now you’re the one who can’t handle it?” He mocked you, grinning. “Then I’ll make you cry like a little bitch.”

Now, he took as much in as he possibly could (for someone who’d never done this before), and licked and sucked with no remorse.

You cried out, twisting his hands into your hair and trying to shove him on deeper without hurting him.

“Law, Law! Feels so good,” you whined.

Feeling confident at his regain of control, Law took his own cock all the way, deepthroating himself at this point. He bobbed his head up and down, trying to mimic your movements from the many times when he’d watched you do this.

“Law, I’m gonna-“

He pulled away without warning, and you groaned in frustration.

“What? Too scared to taste your own cum?!” You asked, slightly upset.

“That’s fucking disgusting,” he said. “It’s not happening.”

“Ugh, I hate you,” you fell back into the pillows, crossing your arms.

Law simply chuckled, and you could feel him moving. But you were still mad, so you didn’t look down at him.

Suddenly, you felt his cock wrapped in something warm… but this wasn’t like when you’d fucked yourself…

Curious, you sat up again and looked down to see what he was doing.

You were surprised to find your own breasts wrapped around his cock, Law trying to move your upper body up and down along his shaft.

“Fuck- Law.”

With each movement up, you felt him just barely take the tip into his mouth, licking at it.

It wasn’t long before you felt like cumming again. His hands resumed their positions within your own hair, and you cried as his body shook, cumming all over your chest, and a little bit onto your face.

Law pulled away, staring down at himself and seeing the cum covering him.

“Now you know how that feels,” you muttered, trying to catch your breath.

Law was curious, and through half-lidded eyes, you watched him take a finger up to your breasts and swipe some of his seed away. He lifted it just in front of your face, staring at it. He wanted a taste, that dirty bastard.

“No, let me do it!” You protested, smacking his hand away and wiping his cum onto your fingers. You desperately wanted to feel him suck on your fingers again.

Instead of forcing yourself in this time, you held a tattooed hand up in front of him, waiting for him to take the fingers into his mouth when he was ready.

It took him a moment, but Law eventually tasted himself, taking a small lick off your finger at first.

“Hmm.”

“Doesn’t it taste good? It’s ‘cause you’re a nice clean man, you know.” You giggled.

Law shot you a confused look, and you giggled some more.

“Want more?”

He hesitated, but ended up taking his fingers into your mouth once again, and you moaned as the feeling you loved so much returned to you. Even though this time it looked like yourself doing it, it was just so hot to watch Law suck on your fingers.

By the time he was done, his cock was hardened again and you were ready to go for another round.

“Should I eat myself out, finger you, or just fuck you right now?” You asked, a menacing grin on your face.

“You deserve to be forced down between your own legs and eat yourself out like a dirty slut,” he responded. “But-“

“You wouldn’t be able to handle that, would you, Law?”

“Shut up.” He muttered.

“Well, okay. How about I just get you all wet, and fuck you? Does that sound ok?”

“Fine.”

So, you slid your panties off your body, leaving him fully nude within your body. Normally, you’d never be turned on to the sight of seeing yourself like this, but knowing that it was really Law in there, you felt very good about it.

You took Law’s left hand and rubbed your clit for a couple minutes, knowing it was the fastest way to get yourself wet. But Law was not used to such a feeling, and he began whining and moaning as soon as you touched it.

“(Name)-ya, please…”

You wanted to moan yourself, loving the way he moaned your name. It was so pathetic and cute.

“(Name)!”

“Okay,” you said, pulling his hand away. “It’s too much for you, I understand. But now…”

You pushed him down onto his back, and pulled your own legs over his shoulders. You felt even more turned on, knowing he was going to feel the sting in your legs as you bent and pushed them while you fucked him.

You took his cock into your hand, and lined it up with your soaked cunt.

“If it’s too much, squeeze my thigh, okay?”

“Whatever,” he grumbled. He clearly hated the position he was in.

And then, you slid into yourself, welcoming the feeling of your walls squeezing down and throbbing on his cock. It was a feeling you’d never get tired of.

You let Law get adjusted for a moment, and then began slamming in and out, the position he was in allowing you to go even deeper than you had last time.

“Mmm, so tight, Law. You’re such a good little slut,” you whimpered.

He moaned and cried, grabbing onto his own arms, unable to get a grip on himself. It was so pleasing to watch, the way his eyes were screwed shut, his mouth wide open as he moaned your name over and over again.

“Fuck, Law, I’m gonna cum again!” You cried.

“(Name)-ya, please… shit.”

You thrusted as deep as you possibly could, feeling your cunt clamp down on his cock and squeezing you so perfectly.

“Fuck, Law!”

Your hips trembled as you came, deep inside of yourself. You kept thrusting, fucking his cum all the way into yourself.

“(Name)-ya, I-“

You felt as your walls squeezed even harder, and Law came around his own cock. As you slowed your thrusts, you could see the mixed cum around his cock, and you couldn’t help but cum just a little bit more, within your own cunt again.

You pulled out, falling back onto the pillows.

“Switch us, now,” Law demanded.

As soon as you regained your breath, you grabbed the katana and did exactly as you had last time.

And then you were now laying on your back, feeling filled up and sensitive. You’d fucked yourself pretty good.

While you were laying back, you had your eyes closed. You had to regain your breath again, being in a different, more fucked-out body.

You hadn’t noticed when Law’s head was pushed down between your legs, his tongue sliding within your folds.

You screamed at the contact, jumping a little and squashing his head with your thighs.

After a moment, Law began smacking your thigh, demanding for you to let go of his head.

When you did, you saw that he was licking up the mixed cum, and then he was crawling on top of you, pushing your mouth open and shoving his tongue into your mouth.

He was feeding you his own cum.

You swallowed it all, sucking it off his tongue and licking within his mouth along his teeth and lips, making sure there wasn’t a drop left.

“Law, that’s so fucking disgusting. Do it again,” you told him.

“No, I figured I’d leave some in there. Maybe this time you’ll get yourself pregnant, hm?”

Your cunt throbbed again. “Fuck, Law! Don’t say shit like that, you asshole!”

He chuckled and put his pants back on, going back to laying in bed with his book.

“You’re not gonna help me?” You whined.

“Fine, if you insist, (name)-ya.”

He took a cloth and wiped up whatever cum had spilled out of your cunt, along with the older cum on your chest and slid your panties back onto you, before handing your tank top back over.

“Better?” Law asked.

“Mhm. Now cuddle me,” you requested.

Law lifted his arm up, and you laid down, head on his chest. His arm fell down around you, and it wasn’t long before you fell asleep to the sound of his heart beating.

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givemeonereason · 5 months

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Meditations: First Meeting

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Rating: cotton candy

Dragon Ball Masterlist Givemeonereason Masterlist

Plot: Can a green alien teach you to meditate? Or better yet, shut your mouth?

A/n: okay, okay, okay OKAY! Hear me out…I don’t see a lot of love for this green guy. I actually adore him as a character. He really grew on me while watching DB. I think he needs a little love and appreciation.

I think it has to do with the fact he doesn’t look like a regular human, and honestly I get it. But he could get it. And he should.

I will keep writing for him because Piccolo has such great fic potential that no one is utilizing.

Your lesson: we can’t judge books by their cover. It could just be the best book you’ve ever read ;) and that particular book might just be tall, handsome and green. You never know.

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Meditation.

This wasn’t something that you were particularly skilled at.

You tried a few times to do a guided meditation with that popular app that was complimentary thanks to your company on your lunch breaks. After several attempts you just gave up. The cricket sounds were relaxing though.

Such poise.

He sat on the hillside every day crosslegged, eyes closed, faced out towards the valley.

What exactly he was thinking about you could not have guessed.

Even if someone paid you one million Zeni to guess, you still wouldn’t have got it right.

He just seems so peaceful, his cape flowing in the light breeze.

Probably one of those basement rats who work on software towers. You thought to yourself. Makes sense he would try and catch some sun during his break.

“Umm, excuse me?”

Your hands nervously fiddled with the hem of your shirt. You’ve heard the rumors about the people downstairs, however you were curious. And walking up the hill to speak to him had your nerves all over the place.

“Hmm?” It was if he broke out of trance.

The man looked over his shoulder in your direction, putting his feet back down upon the grass when he saw you standing several feet away.

It was easier now to take in his full form. He was large and green. Such an odd appearance, you think. Nothing like anything you’ve seen before.

No sunlight…

It was a lot to take in at once. Your eyes glanced over him. You didn’t imagine he’d be this tall. He practically towered over you.

He blinked a few times before you spoke up. “Oh! I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt you. I was just…” You voice trailed off as well as your courage. You turned on a heel to walk down the hillside you treaded up.

“Is there something you need?” His strong voice stopped you in your tracks. Of course, a voice that strong, and that deep would come from someone like him. It should almost be expected due to his size. But the tone alone was comforting to an extent. It didn’t enact fear in you.

You turn back around to look at him once more. Trying to find something to actually say that has real meaning. “I, uhh, see you from my window most days and I just wanted to know what you’re looking at?”

He looked down into the valley below. The blue of the nearby lake shined under the hot sun. Trees blowing in the humid summer breeze. “I wasn’t looking at anything.”

“No?” it seems your courage finds its metal and you walk up beside him, looking down into the same valley. “This is a very beautiful view, though. I would’ve never come up here, save for my curiosity.”

You backed away from the edge, remembering that you have a fear of heights. “Again, I’m very sorry that I bothered you. I just…”

There you go again.

He takes a seat on the ground near where he was before, crossing his arms against his chest. “I was only meditating. You are welcome to join me if you wish.”

Unmoving from where you stood and just above a whisper, “I don’t think I know how. I tried with the company sponsored app and it’s just too much.”

You heard him take a breath in. It was long and deep, and filled his chest.

“I’m not exactly sure what you’re talking about. However, take a seat here.” He pointed to a patch of grass near him. You obliged sitting down on the spot he designated.

His eyes were closed, his head tilted down towards the ground, relaxing.

“It’s your decision now if you wish to think or not.”

You looked over at him, his form unchanged. “Think of what?”

“That is what you must choose.”

“Do you work for my company? I don’t think I’ve seen you in the building before. I only see you on this hill.”

“I do not work for anyone.”

Your hands relax in your lap. “Oh, so you’re a freelancer then. You might make some good money, but no benefits is shit.”

“You are making little sense now. Clear you mind. Or keep your thoughts to yourself.”

You sat quietly for sever moments. You were watching him, taking in the strange details of his silhouette.

But you broke the silence again.

“Are you Yoda?”

“I’m Piccolo.”

“Is that your ‘Yoda’ name? Your like Yoda, but your name is Piccolo….Piccolo like the instrument.”

He took another breath this time it resembled more of a deep grown. His brow is furrowed with confusion and almost frustration at this point. His hand are gesticulating when he raises his voice. “I do not understand what you’re saying.”

What should have frightened you made you smile cheerfully. There is nothing you love more than to talk about one of your favorite things, Star Wars.

“Okay, so there’s this movie called Star Wars and there is a character in that movie called Yoda. Yoda is a small green character and he has pointy ears.” You looked over at him pointing, “Oh, yeah, kind of exactly like your ears.”

You look back out at the scenery, shoulders, relaxing, and the tone of your voice, so joyful. “And he talks so formal and it’s almost as if he speaks in riddles. You kind of remind me of him, though you’re not small like Yoda.”

Again, you look to him. But his eyes are open and he’s staring into the air blinking blankly. You went silent, then. Fear of irritating him once more. Your eyes darting between him and your fingers in your lap. “I’m sorry…I…listen, I have never met anyone like you. I can only compare you to what I think I know. However, I know that’s only fiction. I don’t mean to be rude or a burden.”

He’s floating several inches off the ground, his eyes closed.

You turn sitting on your calves now. “Piccolo, what are you exactly?”

“A Yoda,” he said very serious, his tone almost booming.

Your obvious confusion broke him as he began to chuckle.

“I am an Namekian.”

“A Na-mek-ian,” you said repeating the title, annunciating the syllables. “So you’re an alien.”

“Yes.”

“Yes? Well, I guess I kind of figured you are green and everything.”

That made him turn to look at you. But you looked right back at him matter-of-factly.

“It is kind of odd, you know, the whole green skin. What are these rigid parts on your arms?”

That confused look painted his face again. “My skin?”

“Yeah, these parts.” You touched the and quickly retracting your hand. It was soft like your own skin. For some reason you imagined it’d be sticky or at least moist. “I did not expect it to feel like that.” You squinted your eyes looking at his arm again. “It’s like you have a worm in there.”

“A worm?” It sounded like a question, yes, but it was really just a confused statement at best.

“It’s like the ridges that a worm has….”

He’s not even listening, his thumb and forefinger pressed again the bridge of his nose.

Shit.

I’m talking to much again.

“I’m sorry…”

You waited for his harsh tone to sting your ears again.

But it only came out in a calm, collected way.

“Perhaps, that is enough for today.” He put his feet on the ground. He faced away from you. “Farewell miss.”

That’s when he blasted off from the hillside into the air.

Only Superman can do that. Maybe only Clark and Namekians?

You couldn’t stop yourself from thinking.

Gosh, if Yoda could have done that then the entire plot of films would be different.

What if Yoda could fly, and we just didn’t know it.

Shut up!

You just spoke with a green alien, named Piccolo, who can fly.

A green alien.

Named Piccolo….like the instrument.

Who. Can. Fly.

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My MVP

Ahn Yujin fan fic

"Number 6 aims it and….. MAKES IT!! The Flover Sharks College are now 15-0 for their start of the season!"

Cheers erupted through the roof as everyone was screaming at the top of their lungs. The school's gymnasium wasn't this full nor was it being broadcasted on national television. For years, your College team rarely gets televised on TV and if there is a way to get unto the cables of people, it's when your team is facing the popular and well known College University teams. But guess what? Ever since you came, things have changed for the better.

Who are you to bring in such crowd and media coverage? Oh your just one of the best young Point Guards as of right now in College. But this success comes from when you were highschool. Just like your story in College, you entered a very unknown High school where Basketball games weren't making any headlines. With your talent and skills, you easily blazed through the conference with ease earning every possible accolades from MVP, Scoring title, finals MVP, and assist title. Your constant skills brought the media all over your school.

With that kind of pressure, you would surely feel a little bit of fear and worry right?

Nope.

You couldn't careless of the people's expectation at all considering you were just focus on being better everyday on and off the court. To you, the media wasn't anything special as you consider it as a distraction in your goal.

"Ah yes hello Mike, right now I'm with today's best player Y/N Roh. Y/N you have been attracting attention since High school and now that your in College, does that somehow waver you?"

"Oh, umm thank you for that question Mr. Mike but honestly speaking, I'm not really focused on the media and stuff like that. I just go out there and do what I am asked from our coach and win. That's all what I think all the time."

"I see, well now, your team has made a historical accomplishment by being the first team to go 15-0 in a season. How does that feel knowing that you're the one leading this run?"

"Umm I'm not really the one leading anything. Basketball is a team sport and everyone in our locker room made this run possible."

"Well thank you for your time Y/N, good luck and nice win."

"Thank you Mr. Mike."

With that, you left the court and headed to the locker room. The locker room of the basketball team was usually dull and quiet but with you in, it has turned 180. Your teammates were all hyped up and excited to play college basketball once again. Your coach told everyone on the team that they should be humble and they should keep getting greedy. Of course this was your mindset from the beginning since regular games doesn't mean much to you.

After taking a shower and changing your clothes, you went out of the locker room and headed out of the building.

"Hey, it's our MVP."

You chuckled hearing that familiar voice as your eyes met with a beautiful pair of brown eyes as she smiled and waved at you.

"Did you wait long Wony?"

"Yup, me and Yujin we're waiting for you."

She smiled brightly as you tilted your head to the side and there you saw the geeky yet tall girl hiding beside Wonyoung. Yujin met with your eyes and she immediately blushed and covered her face with her clip board. Even though she was quite tall, she was very timid and a very shy person.

Wonyoung and Yujin were part of your highschool memories that carried on into College. When you first entered highschool, you weren't really much talkative as you prefer the silence and peace around you and this made everyone create a mysterious persona around you. But Wonyoung, being one of the most popular girl in the campus and also being known as an extrovert. Decided to be your friend. Of course you didn't mind it all since there could never be peace without chaos anyway. Wonyoung as that friend that always joke around and makes herself a fool sometimes and this is where Yujin comes into play. Opposite of Wonyoung's out going goffy personality is the timid and nerdy Yujin.

If Wonyoung prefers talking about Boxing, Yujin prefers to talk about Narnia books. They were literally the opposite of each other and yet somehow, they work well together. Meeting Yujin was quite a memory. You remembered when you first met her and she was shivering, literally. when Wonyoung brought you over to their table.

You know that you need to be very careful of your words consider Yujin's personality and that's what you did. You began to talk to her about the books she was reading, liking her simple hobbies such as star gazing, reading about planets, creating Lego pieces, and even discussing about myths such as the GOATman and skin walker. Slowly but surely, Yujin began to trust you and it was a wonderful feeling seeing Yujin warm up to you and show her true self.

There are time where Yujin would be bullied by other students but you weren't afraid to get dirty for Yujin. Both you and Wonyoung consider Yujin as a very fragile girl and seeing her cry would literally break both your hearts.

"Hey Yujin."

"Y/N.. Umm.. C-Congrats on winning today."

She showed you a small smile as you blushed a little and chuckled at her remark. Everything that Yujin does really make your flutter cause why you may ask? It's a simple equation really.

You like Yujin.

And no it didn't start recently, no. You actually began to like Yujin since the 2nd year of your highschool. It was when she finally began to trust you a lot and that's where your friendship with her began go build up. But you couldn't have the balls to confess to her. Why? Because you were afraid. You know that Yujin treasures the friendship you have with her considering she only has you and Wonyoung as friends. She was a loner without you two and it's just really like that.

"Thanks Yujin. Btw, It's already late at night. How come you two are still out?"

Wonyoung glided herself clinging her arms around you as she immediately gave you her puppy eyes which most males and even females would melt. This of course have an effect on you as you could feel your own cheeks turning red as you looked away from her.

"We wanna see you dummy~"

She changed her voice to a more cuter tone and you could feel your heart racing to its core. The loud beatings it was making was surely felt Wonyoung as she leaned in her chest bumping into your arm. It's softness made you lose your senses as your thoughts was slowly burning down to its core. Images of inappropriate scenes flashed before your eyes and you hated it.

Well as much you hate it, Yujin does too.

She hates it when her best friend Wonyoung would clobber you like her own toy and cling to your arms. She hated that right now, she was making you flustered when in fact she should be the one making you flustered. Jealousy is the word that could describe her feelings right now but who is she to be jealous of Wonyoung. What she lacks is all on Wonyoung. It's like God created Wonyoung to be so perfect that sometimes, Yujin would think to herself that she is a nobody at all. She hates to admit it but sometimes, she's jealous of how perfect Wonyoung is in every category. And right now, Wonyoung was showing her how much her skill in making anyone flustered so easy.

And it's infront of the person she admires.

Yup, Ahn Yujin likes you. The moment you showed interest in her books, she immediately fell in love. Some would say it's not that real when you fall in love so easily but you managed to do that with her. Yujin was a big fan of Korean dramas and her favorite genre is Rom-com. She always admires and dream of Guys that can make her laugh and show interest to what she loves to do and you checked all that list. Time and time again, she keeps telling herself how much she needed to restrain herself from showing any signs that she liked you. It was difficult but she somehow did it.

But she was also scared.

This admiration was bigger than her love for BTS, or Izone or even Twice and even Fromis_9. This was bigger and more powerful than that. It was love. She loved you so deeply that she has done small things towards you.

One of them is giving you her notes in subjects back in highschool. She would get out of her comfort zone just to help you in your struggling subjects. She also stayed in the gym helping you count your shots made and missed.

But the most significant things she could have done was when she, one of the top students back in highschool, take a blame for you. This really shook the entire school system that they had to change the school rules. The student council even had to interrogate you but Yujin defend you with all her might. She didn't want you getting into trouble knowing you have a very special game to Attend. And that memory is still on your mind because you still owe Yujin that. If she didn't take the blame of something that you were accused off, your legacy could in basketball could have been buried in the mud.

Till this day, you were still thinking of ways on what or how you will repay Yujin for that action she did.

"Well, see you around Y/N. I-I'm going first Wony.."

"Ah,Good night-"

Yujin didn't let you finish your sentence as Yujin hurriedly climbed the stairs to their dorm room as Wonyoung could only laugh at her best friend's action.

"She's so easy to read."

"Do you really have to do that?"

"Oh come on now. Y/N, you know damn well that Yujin likes you and she likes you too. When is she gonna man up, or better yet, when will YOU man up? Huh??"

You could only take a deep breath and exhaled it as you placed a hand on you forehead. Wonyoung was a confusing and unpredictable friend. Her usual antics is not something you could track that easily. And right now, you weren't sure if she's spewing facts or if it was her usual bullshit. Either way, you shook your head and denied her.

"Wony, she doesn't like me like that-"

"Accusations! False, Accusations…"

Wonyoung pointed her finger at you and did a complete copy of the meme as you chuckled at her.

"Y/n, I'm telling you this in advance because I really, And I mean I REALLY like you to marry and give Yujin kids because right now. There are Guys planning to ask for Yujin at the incoming Ball. And one of those is someone famous like you, Park Daniel."

You really didn't know how to act towards that information. One part of you was glad that Yujin was being adored considering her timid personality and you were afraid that she wouldn't feel relevant to others. But the majority of your feeling is that, you simply didn't like it. You felt like none of them was capable enough to be worthy of her.

"It's your choice Y/n. I really wanna help you two out but if you won't admit it then I'll help Yujin look preety for whoever invites her at the ball."

Wonyoung walked away leaving you frozen at your spot and the words that Wonyoung said really drilled deep into your mind. Were you this much of a coward when it comes to confessing your feelings to someone? Somehow, taking a bunch of nobodies to the finals and winning a championship seems so easy compared to this task.

You sighed and glided your hand through your hair. The stars was very beautiful tonight and it reminded you how Yujin would act so excitingly whenever she connects a star constellation. Her cheerful face, her beautiful smile, her eyes that show the beauty of the galaxy, everything about her just looks so beautiful and this made you realize something.

You're so deeply in love with Yujin.

Heat began to make their way unto your cheeks as you suddenly was flustered walking home. People might look at you weirdly seeing you all red and smiling like an idiot. But your heart was at peace thinking about her.

The girl named Ahn Yujin.

You really did like her.

You loved her more than anything.

"Say Wony…."

"Hmmh?"

Yujin and Wonyoung was now in their respective beds hoping that sleep would take them in but unfortunately for Yujin, she couldn't properly get her sleep just yet. Wonyoung on the other hand is watching her favorite Drama as she plans to skip her morning classes for tomorrow.

"I'm born to be single aren't I?"

Wonyoung had to blink her eyes a couple times to wake herself up. What her ears heard and how her brained processed it didn't made sense as she immediately sat up from her bed and looked at the girl over to her side. They both have their respective beds on each side of the wall making it easy for them to wake each other up. But Yujin suddenly felt embarrassed by her confession as she pulled her blanked up to cover her half of her face.

"Where is this coming from?"

Wonyoung asked as Yujin kept quiet for a few seconds. She wasn't really sure if it was just her exhaustion kicking to her or she's completely over at the idea that nobody will eger love her.

"I-I mean compared to you, I don't think nobody would love me like how everyone would.."

Her voice quiet down but Wonyoung's sharp ears caught it nonetheless. It was preety obvious that her best friend was once again hating herself and this was one of her habits she often encounters with her. It would only be natural considering that Wonyoung was the complete opposite of Yujin but being the best friend of hers, she knows when to help her and right now, she needed to remind Yujin that she's not who she's thinking about.

"Yujin, what did I tell you about my plan in life?"

"You mean your ultimate goal?"

"Yup. Say it to me again."

"Well. Ummmm.. Your goal is to die a virgin so that you won't be able to share any of your families business to anyone making it crumble and file for bankruptcy because, you, the 12th descendant of the Jang family, want to end the bloodline of your greedy family. "

Wonyoung smiled as she got of her bed and jumped next to Yujin's bed. The tall girl was startledat first but was able to compose herself again.

"You're right except for that Virgin part."

"O-Oh, so you're not a virgin?"

"….."

"Wony?"

"Can we not talk about this?"

"O-Oh, okay.."

Wonyoung took in a deep breath before cuddling with Yujin and smiling happily.

"Yujin, What your saying is a lie. You're loved by a lot of people. I'm already one of those people. Heck, those birds you feed at the park every Sunday morning actually loves you. Notice how they would wait for you every morning?"

"Y-Yeah but-"

"And there's Y/n too. He actually looks out for you a lot more than me and I honestly don't mind it all. Y/n cares a lot about you Yujin."

Just by the thought of you immediately made her heart race faster than normal. Wonyoung being close to her, was able to hear how Yujin's heart beat was calling out to you.

"N-No he's not. H-he's like that to everyone."

"Oh really? Then you wouldn't mind him seeing someone else then?"

It shouldn't have bother her a lot but it did. All that hiding of her so called feelings towards you finally reached it limits. She saw multiple scenarios on her mind seeing you smiling so happily with a girl which wasn't her. This torn her heart apart and it really got her feeling so sad. Tears began to form on her eyes and Wonyoung immediately stood up and hugged the girl tightly.

"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"I like him…"

Once again, Wonyoung blinked a couple of times before pulling herself away from the crying girl. She looked surprised which was all an act. Behind the facade she was doing, she wanted to scream so loud because her faith and hypothesis was finally answered. She just now needed it to hear it again.

"I'm sorry what did you say Yujin?"

"……I like him…"

Yujin's voice was now so quiet it was hard to hear what she was saying. But Wonyoung, she caught it. She can now finally die in peace knowing her best friend like the person she was shipping with to begin with. A big smile appeared on her face as Yujin widen her eyes. She was already familiar with Wonyoung and the smile that was plastered on her face indicates nothing postive to her.

"Y-Yah Wony don't tell him please!"

"I won't. I won't but, here's the thing. Do you plan to tell him? The ball is just days away and many possible things could happen there and the worst thing that could happen to you is, Y/n is with someone else than you."

Yujin's frown only got bigger as that was really the worst possible scene her eyes can land too. She was sure that no matter how many romance movies or series she would watch, it wouldn't do anything to mend her broken heart. But the question still remains.

Was she really gonna risk her friendship with someone special to her just for the sake of love?

"I-I don't know. I don't know Wony. Will he even accept me? I'm an introvert who loves building Lego and reads fantasy books. Heck I'm a nerd through my heart and he's…. He's the opposite of me.."

Wonyoung felt the sadness in her voice as Yujin once again cried softly. She really hated it when Wonyoung sees her best friend crying and it just triggers something inside her to go violent. There was that famous incident when she saw some bullies bullying Yujin in the hallway back at High school and Wonyoung didn't hesitate to throw hands. She legit broke someone's nose and even dislocated one of their arms with her trained martial arts.

"Should I break Y/n's finger? Naaah that's too much. I love him… AS A BROTHER, yall though you caught me slipping?"

Wonyoung chuckled but she began to formulate an idea and boy did a crazy idea popped into her head. She smiled brightly as she grabbed a hold of Yujin's shoulder.

"Want me to help?"

"H-How?"

She smirked and chuckled which only scared Yujin. It wasn't everyday when you see Wonyoung showing her Heel side.

"Oh no…"

"Well it's like this.."

"It's weird for you to call me out Y/N, are you perhaps inviting me to the ball-"

"I like Yujin."

Well that was fast. Wonyoung blinked a couple of times before realizing what she heard. She had to rub her eyes for a bit and used her pointy finger to clean both her ears.

"I'm sorry what did you just say?"

Wonyoung asked again this time hoping to hear what she heard was correct. You could only look down embarrassed as your cheeks was turning redder by the second. Just saying that you like Yujin to someone close to her was embarrassing as it is. But one way or another, you have to get this out of your system and say it to someone. Of course, there's the risk of being exposed considering the person your telling this is her best friend after all.

"Wony, I'm sure you heard me loud and clear."

"No, Not at all. What I heard is that you like me"

You could only chuckle at her remark as you looked up to her and sighed.

"I said I like Yujin. Your best friend and..well my friend too."

"Ahhh, okay."

Wonyoung acted like she didn't care at all but deep inside, she was screaming and dancing celebrating this win. Her plan had just been executed and you weren't aware of her amazing plan that she has yet to play out for the two of you.

"Your not suprised by this?"

You asked. You were perplexed and perhaps the shock was enough to convince Wonyoung that it was an important matter. Or maybe Wonyoung already knew that you like Yujin but you were confident that you didn't show any signs that you like Yujin at all. Or perhaps Wonyoung was hiding that she felt sad seeing that she'll be the third wheel in the trio. That sudden though sadden you as you realized what you have done.

"I'm sorry Wony I shouldn't have-"

"Why are you apologizing? Did you do something wrong?"

"Well I though that you would feel… Left out?"

Wonyoung could only laugh out in amusement by your words. Perhaps Wonyoung can finally see why Yujin fell for you.

"Aish, you're too kind Y/n. Why would I be left out? Come ooon~ you know damn well I ain't marrying nobody so why would I be left out? Besides, I plan to adopt a lot of puppies and maybe even cats as my children."

You laughed at her but perhaps she was right. Wonyoung didn't need to be worried about being left out because she already planned to live alone. It's quite saddening to know but after what Wonyoung has gone through with her family business, being alone was the best option for her.

"But Y/n."

"Yeah?"

"Someone already asked Yujin at the ball"

The world suddenly stopped for you. Everything around you was put into a silence state as your brain process what it just heard. Your heart was already sending message through your brain that Yujin was going to the ball with someone else and not you. The feeling of missing the most important shot of the season was nothing compared to seeing Yujin in the arms of another man.

Of course this was bound to happen considering that Yujin was very beautiful girl inside and out. Only and Idiot can't see that but it was still painful because the person you like will be dancing to a guy which isn't you. Wonyoung noticed the shock and dissapointment on your face as she would be lying if she said she didn't feel sad for you. Her plan involved this and it was very essential considering this would only be amazing at the end.

"I-I see…"

"Say, do you want to help Yujin shop for whatever she need for the ball? I was suppose to help her but perhaps you needed this more than me."

Wonyoung's suggesting kinda made you look like a pathetic lovesick man clinging to a hopeless love, or maybe even a one sided love. It did hurt your pride but if you had a chance to at least see the beauty of Yujin for the ball, then you'll take it. Fuck it, this could be your only chance to say your feelings for her and have her with you but will you be able to say it?

"Yeah, sure why not."

"Okay great. I'll message you what time to pick her up at her dorm. With that being said, Bye bye~"

"Yah, At least treat me to something to eat. I'm hungry…"

You pouted your lips and rubbed your belly showing that you were hungry. Of course you weren't that hungry but perhaps you need more time to ask on how your gonna confess to Yujin with the help of Wonyoung. Wonyoung on the other hand rolled her eyes playfully as she walked away with you following from behind constantly teasing her.

There you stood infront of a familiar dorm building. It was only exclusive to female students of the Flover University. You were waiting outside of the gate waiting for the girl that your heart beats for. Honestly speaking, you weren't really feeling good about this because it was basically for you to say goodbye or confess to Yujin. One mistake and everything that you both shared could be jeopardize and your relationship from close friends can be moved down to strangers. And that's something you don't want to happen.

Your senses was on edge. It was quite normal for you to feel a little worried and terrified of big moments when it comes to the court such as draining the game winning shot or doing crucial free throws. But this, this time, that worry and anxiety blew up through the roof. No moment in your basketball career could top up this moment you were going through. Every second passing by, your fingers were twitching from anxiety and you were not mentally prepared on what will happen today.

"S-Sorry I took a long time..I'm sorry I kept you waiting."

Your eyes were glued to the girl that was standing infront of you. You were damn sure that the sunlight radiates behind her and the birds sang her a very beautiful song. It felt like today, the world's Main character was Ahn Yujin and you were a bystander or an NPC. Her hair was tied up creating a small bun up her head. Her usually black metal coated glasses was replaced with beautiful brown hazel contacts that can mesmerize anyone in her sight. Her baggy and oversized Hoodie was replaced with a white knitted cardigan that is mixed with a beautiful white shirt and denim pants. Infront of you was the girl that rang multiple calls in your heart.

Yujin didn't know what to do next as her blush began to show on her cheeks. Wonyoung basically gave her a makeover and at first, she didn't wanna do it as she wasn't the biggest fan when it comes to makeup. But Wonyoung being the sly fox that she is managed to convince Yujin to give her an overhaul and a little bit of makeover just for her. The silence from you was making Yujin uncomfortable as she looked to the side embarrassed.

"Y-You look amazing Yujin."

Yujin was red as a tomato hearing those words out of your mouth as her heart was beating so fast. A small smile cracked upon her face as the two of you began to walk away. You were honestly nervous than the media interviewing you because beside you was the most beautiful girl your eyes landed into. You began to talk to her like the usual and the two of you immediately got lost on your own world. Even thought Yujin showed more of her beauty, she was still basically that girl that like Legos and fantasy books.

The mall was full packed considering today is the weekends. Wonyoung has given Yujin things that she needed for her Ball and it was only 3 things, a Make-up, A necklace and finally, a dress that she will use. Yujin was honestly confused why Yujin would ask her to buy new Makeup equipments when they have a cabinet fully stacked of makeup. But who is she to complain though, Wonyoung gave her one of her Credit card and she was allowed to buy anything as long as it is under those 3 things that was required to buy.

As Yujin was busy checking her list to buy, You on the other hand was getting annoyed how other guys were looking at Yujin. A sense of jealousy and anger was curling around your body but you kept your cool. In fact, you had no right to be jealous at all considering that Yujin was not your romantical partner so you kept it in for yourself.

"Wh-What?"

Yujin hand was suddenly intertwined with yours as you walked ahead with Yujin following you from behind. Her heart was basically racing and her cheeks had immediately turned red. This was one of her imagination turned reality when her hand intertwined with yours. It felt so warm holding your arm as her eyes focused on her hand. While she was busy observing your hand, your cheeks was turning red and you were hiding that big smile appearing on your face.

You thought that you can hold it in with all that jealousy stuff but in the end, you didn't like it when Guys eyed her like a prey. Your instinct kicked in and you unconsciously grabbed her hand out of the heat of the moment and right now you weren't sure where to go next.

"What the fuck! Why did I do that! Now Yujin thinks I'm a weirdo! Fuck!!"

The silence between the two of you was loud as you were just aimlessly walking around the mall not knowing what to do next. Yujin abruptly stopped you walking any further when she tugged your clothes behind you. She was also feeling the heat on her cheeks as she avoid eye contact with you.

"T-This is one of t-the shop that we need to go to…"

Yujin stuttered her words but you heard her clear as day. You and Yujin went to the Make-up store and immediately, your nose scrunched up smelling the amount of perfume and powder all over the surrounding. Yujin couldn't help but chuckle softly seeing your disguted face. You looked back and hear her laughing really soften your heart. A small smile appeared on your face yet your brain was telling you that this could be the last time you'll ever see her laugh and smile around you.

"You still don't like perfumes?"

"It's not like I don't like em Yujin. It's just that, every perfume known to man is mixed in the air right now and it's just straight up making me dizzy."

"Oh no, that's not good. Do you wanna sit down for now?"

You could only stare at her lovingly. Hearing how she was so kind and considerate of you really made you happy and sad at the same time. Every moment you will spend today with her will be memorable so you should make the best out of it.

"No, I'm good. So what's the agenda here?"

"Ah, well Wony told me to buy makeup stuff…."

"Huh? I though you two are already have a lot of those."

"Yeah we do but somehow Wony wanted the newest product for me."

Of course the best was for Yujin because she was the best. It didn't take a genius to know that Wonyoung nothing but the best for her best friend who could possibly be entering a new stage in her life. You could only stay quiet and nod your head as you followed Yujin around looking for Make-up that she will use. Honestly speaking, your hands was still intertwined and both of you didn't want to let go, especially you.

"Hello Ma'am, Are you perhaps looking to buy some lipsticks? We have a great deals for couple right now and they are the hottest sale as of right now."

A sales lady said making Yujin widen her eyes as the familiar Color of red appear on hee face.

"Ah, N-No we're not a couple"

"Oh? I guess I must have interpret it wrong then."

As the sales lady and Yujin converse about the product she was aiming to buy, you slowly removed your hand into hers as her words came at you like a fast break and you fumbled the ball out of bounds. It was heartbreaking that Yujin said that you two were not in a relationship even though it was the truth. But that's how life works, sometimes you get what you want but majority of it, you'll be met with heartbreak.

You could only look down and sigh heavily as you had to composure yourself. There was no reason for you to look upset when the girl you like is having a fun time so far with you.

"At least, I'll see her happy. Just for today, with me.."

You thought yourself as you continued to hide your sadness under your mask. Yujin ended up buying a few makeup and left the store. You weren't holding her hand anymore as any misinterpretation could lead to more cracks on your heart and you didn't want to show your sadness to her.

The next destination was her dress for the ball. Honesty speaking, you were both excited and sadden at the same time. Excited cause you'll be seeing Yujin in a dress. It was dream come true for you as the shy and timid girl you know will be rocking the best dress the world has to offer.

It didn't take that long when the two of you arrived at the tailor shop that Wonyoung has recommended. Upon entering, your eyes had landed on multiple dres hanged on a wall. For sure Yujin will rock any dress but then, there it was. Your eyes froze seeing the perfect dress that will show her beauty to the world. It glittered as the light of the store shined on it.

"Yujin, maybe try that one?"

You didn't hesitate to point at the lavander dress that caught your eyes. Yujin's eyes widen seeing that her favorite color was imprinted to a dress that actually looked so beautiful. She didn't really know if it would blend well with her but you made sure that it was the perfect dress for Yujin.

"Yes, Hello, how can I help you?"

A sales lady approached you as you said

"Can my friend try that Lavander dress please?"

"Sure. Right this way Miss."

Yujin nodded her head as she followed the sales lady into the dressing room. You on the other hand sat down waiting patiently as you tried to calm your nerves down. A small smile appeared on your face imagining Yujin with that purple dress smiling happily towards you. But that small happiness popped as soon as it was getting into the best part. The reality of Yujin dancing with another man was inevitably and that really stings your heart.

You may have seen the dress but you're not the person she would be dancing with.

"Umm… H-How does it l-look?"

The curtains was moved to the side and you looked up to see an angel in a dress unworthy of you. The lavander silk dress just elevates the beauty of Yujin from the outside and the little pearls that is all over her torso was a cute touch. The patterns engrave on the silhouette of the dress left a snowy trail. You were frozen unto your own feet as your eyes didn't even blink admiring Yujin.

"Oh my, looks your boyfriend is at awe Miss."

The sales lady said as Yujin's heart began to race faster and her cheeks turning redder by the second.

"A-Ah he's no-"

"Yeah, yeah. Her boyfriend will surely be at awe seeing her dress."

Yujin immediately turned around to face you as she noticed the small frown forming on your face and your overall stance just didn't radiate much joy like she was used to.

"Oh, are you not her boyfriend sir?"

The sales lady asked. You wanted to laugh or even let out a chuckle but that would be rude considering you're not even close to that title with Yujin.

"Nope, I'm just merely her friend."

You smiled but Yujin knows you better. She knows it when your lying to yourself and coating yourself from the pain you were going through and right now, she can tell you were in deep pain but hide it off with a smile. That broke the heart of Yujin because hearing that you only see yourself as a friend towards her, it was painful. She loved you dearly yet you admitted that your nothing more but a friend towards her.

"Wony, Please…. I hope your plan works"

"I wonder if Yujin's enjoying the ball.."

You spoke to yourself as you laid on your bed watching the ceiling for the past 30 minutes. Your phone has been sitting idle on your side not receiving any call, messages nor notifications from anyone. Tonight's event was very memorable for everyone especially those people who is taking a huge step for their relationship with someone. Tonight was a make or break step for them which was gonna be memorable.

But for you?

You were laying in bed, watching the ceiling as every second pass by. What's the thrill of tonight when the person you like is going with someone else. Should you go there and let your heart break even more?

"Fuck this, I need a drink."

You stood up from your bed and walked the familiar steps in your place. Everywhere your eyes looked was a memory with Yujin and this only made it so crushing and heavy for your own heart. You wanted to forget about it or perhaps, just close those memories off with the help of liquor. That guy has never failed you when it comes to forgetting things and leaving you able to sleep peacefully. Standing infront of your refrigerator, you pulled the door and grabbed a can of beer and opened it. With one chug, the alcoholic beverage ran down your throat living a stinging sensation on it. Your head began to fill dizzy but immediately returned to normal as you took your feet to the living room.

You plopped down with your drink at hand. It felt so empty in your room. You were already aware that you were all alone in this room but the fact that you might be living all alone in the future scared you. A sour and painful chuckle came out of your mouth as you took a sip from your drink.

"I'll be so lonely because nobody I will meet will be Ahn Yujin…"

It was painful to think that right now, Yujin is smiling, laughing, and happily dancing at a guy that isn't you. Yujin would be the center of attention because she has always been beautiful and her attire tonight surely made that happen. A fiery feeling suddenly ignited inside you as you were familiar with this feeling.

"Why am I such a fucking coward? I can take the last shot yet I can't fucking confess to Yujin? I'm so pathetic!…"

This was gonna be a problem for you. You didn't want to sleep frustrated because the drink would not take effect. So what do you do calm down? You stand up and go outside of your small balcony letting the cold night breeze greet you.

"No matter how many drinks I'll chug down. I'll never forget Yujin…"

At this point, all the things that made you adore and love Yujin flashed before your very eyes. Her sweet smile, her beautiful laughter that always send butterflies to your stomach, her amazing vocals that she hides when in fact everyone should br aware of her singing voice, her soft hands. Tears began to form on your eyes and slowly, they became to heavy as you began to sob heavily.

"Yujin… I love you so much…"

You promised yourself that you would be letting her go tonight but your heart just couldn't let her go just like that. Even though you know that you have no absolute chance now, your heart still desires for her.

"Y/n?"

"Now I'm even going crazy. I can even hear her voice right now"

"Y/n…."

"Wait a minute.…"

You looked behind you and there she stood.

With the lavender dress that you helped her pick. She stood there looking beautiful as ever yet her eyes showed sadness and concern. You froze in place not wanting to move at all because your mind and heart was admiring her. The person Yujin was looking at was so broken that she felt her heart crack piece by piece. The man that she admired and always stood beside her always smiling and giving her postive energy was broken. She didn't want to see this at all. She clenched her fist and walked towards you not giving a damn about her dress. She engulfed you in a warm embrace that immediately soothes your broken heart.

Happiness,

confusion,

excited,

and scared.

Those four emotions bottled inside as you didn't really know what was going on but your body instinctively hugged her back. You held her close to your body and just like that, your sadness and worries was washed away in her embrace. Yujin could hear your heart calming down as she looked up towards you. Her soft pair of dark brown eyes locked with your own and there you saw your own reflection.

Broken

Yet

Was repaired

The

Girl

You

Loved

"What are you doing here Yujin?"

You managed to ask her despite your trembling voice. Yujin didn't let her eyes off you as she used her hand and wiped away the tears that was falling off your cheeks.

"I'm sorry Y/n. I thought Wonyoung's plan would work but in the end, I came running towards you."

You were visibly confused. There wasn't any indication that the two girls planned something in fact, what is even the plan to begin with.

"Yujin, what are you talking about?"

Yujin took in a deep breath because this was the moment. She has to say it now or else everything could be in vain after everything the duo has prepared for. But the pressure was on Yujin because she has to confess everything, and that means ger feelings as well.

"P-Please don't get mad at Wony but you see, Wony kinda planned out this whole I'm dancing with another man thing. And the ending was suppose to be me D-dancing with you at your apartment. but Wony saw not replying to her so she decided to check up on you and she immediately informed me about you drinking alone in the balcony. I-I immediately ran as fast as I can to see you… "

You lost trail because your brain could only process the words Dancing with you. You stared at her who looked embarrassed as a red tint appear on her cheeks.

"So wait, does this mean that everything that happened when we went to the mall is all Wonyoung's plan?"

"Y-Yeah… I'm sorry I didn't mean to-"

"So, Shall we dance?"

Yujin widen her eyes as you smiled at her. There was no hint of annoyance or anger on your face, just your usual smile that she has grown accustomed to.

"I think I have the perfect music for this night."

You pulled out your phone and played a song very familiar with Yujin as she couldn't help but chuckle.

"Seriously? That song?"

"Come on, you like this sing."

With a nod, you offered your hand towards her who happily accepted your hand. Your left hand pulled her back closer to her as the two of you began to step side to side dancing to the slow music that was playing. Both your eyes didn't leave each other as both of you smiled. This was the ending you were looking for and perhaps this really is the true ending. But what if it wasn't?

You have to stand firmly and say what your heart desire towards her. Ahn Yujin was the girl for you but were you the boy for her?

"Yujin.."

"Hmm?"

"Why… Why did you two did this?"

This was it. Yujin has to answer truthfully or else everything will crumble down even her friendship with you. She was nervous as sweats began to form behind her back. Her smile didn't dissappeared as she looked at you with an unfamiliar feeling. Your heart began to beat louder as Yujin stares at you.

"Y/n, through out our friendship, I'm forever grateful towards you for everything you did to me. The way you stood by my side whenever I feel down and sad. I'm thankful for that. Especially since you're……you're the only person that my heart desire"

Stunned.

You were stunned and speechless. Yujin's stare at you wasn't an unfamiliar feeling. It was what your heart desire to see everytime you think of her. The feeling of love.

She was in love with you.

"Y/n, I love you. You're the one I like-"

You had to stop her or else you wouldn't be able to control yourself anymore. Your lips connected with hers as Yujin widen her eyes. Her imagination every night of this scenario had become a reality that she wish not ending. The night was still young yet your love towards each other was burning with passion. Yujin placed her arm around your shoulder as she kissed you back. Her lips was in sync with yours and you had to pull away catching your breath.

You didn't want to die now do you?

"Yujin. All this time, all this years. My eyes were only fixed towards you and no one else. The moment I saw you smile happily, I fell in love instantly. And that small crush I had in Highschool only grew bigger when I spent a lot of time hanging out with you. "

"Y/n…"

"Yujin. No, Ahn Yujin."

"Yes?"

"I know I'm not the perfect man out there and there maybe a lot of skilled guys out there that are more suited to be with you. But I, will do everything I can to show you how much I love you so…"

You kneeled down with one leg as Yujin gasped covering her mouth. You smiled and grabbed the nearby flower in the small vase on the kitchen table and offered it to Yujin.

"Will you be my girlfriend, Ahn Yujin?"

Yujin couldn't hide her tears anymore as she began crying out of happiness. She removed her hand and was smiling while crying. Instead of accepting your flower, she gently tackled you for a hug as both of you came crashing down on the floor with her sobbing and clinging to you tightly.

"Yes! Yes! A thousand yes!!"

Yujin said as both of you eyed each other and laughed whole heartedly. This was the true ending in fact. Your heart was now at peace as the girl you loved and admire was at your arms clinging to you and even smiling. You would risk everything just to keep her smiling and happy and even though there would be challenges along the way, both of you trust each other to the point nothing will scare you of what's to come. Perhaps you didn't need to attend the ball to show your true feelings for the girl you loved.

"You did good wonyoung.. You did good."

Wonyoung smiled happily as she pulled away from your apartment room smiling happily as she heard everything.

"My mission here is done. Fufufu~"

With that, the tall girl left the scene with a happy and proud face plastered on her face.

#fluff #kpop fanfic #fanfic #kpop #ive #jang wonyoung #ahn yujin

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Spellbound- Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Summary: Soulmate AU in which your soulmate's name appears on your wrist on your 18th birthday. You're one of the most popular girls in the school so when the school's residence freak's name appears on your wrist it can't be him, right? Words: 9.8k Warnings: Bullying, cheerleader!reader, slight angst, sort of enemies to lovers, reader is a bully

Author’s Note: This is the longest fic I’ve ever written but I hope people enjoy it!

‘Oh my god, I’m so excited for tomorrow.’ Chrissy squealed hanging off your arm as you both walked out of cheer practice.

‘Yeah, I think you’re more excited than me.’ You laughed. Tomorrow was your 18th birthday which meant the day you got your soulmate tattoo. Everyone found out the first name of their soulmate on their 18th birthday and the tattoo would remain until you and your soulmate showed each other your tattoos, after that they would glow for a moment before vanishing and you would officially know who you were meant to spend the rest of your life with. You personally thought it was bullshit, how could the universe know that you were meant to be with? What if you hated your soulmate or fell in love with someone else? You didn’t like the idea that you weren’t responsible for your fate.

‘Maybe it’s Matthew, he turns 18 in a month so he doesn’t have it yet.’ Chrissy speculated as the two of you approached the car park.

‘God I hope not. Matthew is a dick.’ You grimaced. Matthew was one of the basketball guys that you regularly hung out with and you hated him. He was arrogant and felt entitled to whatever girl he wanted. You rather die than be stuck with him for the rest of your life. You waved Chrissy off as she ran over to Jason’s car as you walked towards your own. You dug through your purse looking for your keys until you felt yourself walk into someone, dropping your purse and the contents spilling all over the floor.

‘Oh my god, watch where you’re going.’ You snap looking up to see who walked into you. You saw a mop of messy brown hair and big round eyes and realised you’d walked into Eddie Munson, the leader of the Hellfire Club. You didn’t know much about him but from what you heard you knew you weren’t safe being alone with him right now. Obviously, you’d seen his tirades in the cafeteria and you felt like he was such a weirdo. You knelt down, trying to quickly shove all your stuff in your purse and get away. He didn’t say anything to you, just knelt down and helped you out. You hadn’t expected him to do that.

‘Umm, thanks.’ You said as you finished packing up your bag, grabbing your keys and holding them in your hand.

‘It’s alright.’ He nodded at you and walked away, heading towards his van. You watched him walked towards his van in confusion. He hadn’t been creepy or weird, he had barely spoken to you and had been kind enough to help you out. You also had to admit that close up he was kind of cute. I mean you’d never date him but you could appreciate a nice face. You shook off the weird feeling and walked towards your car, wanting to get home.

You woke up in the morning and sighed. Today was the day, the day you would find out which asshole you were meant to spend the rest of your life with. When you and Chrissy had spoken on the phone last night she’d tried to convince you to stay up til midnight and watch the tattoo appear but you’d not been interested. You were tired from cheer practice and knew today would be a tiring day of people asking you about your soulmate so you wanted your sleep. You had to admit even though you didn’t believe in this shit you were curious about who the universe had paired you up with. You took a deep breath and looked down at your wrist, reading the name printed in a clear text. Edward. Who the hell was Edward?

‘Let me see, let me see, let me see.’ Chrissy practically ran at you, nearly jumping up and down.

‘Okay calm down.’ You said holding out your wrist. She looked down at the name on your wrist and frowned.

‘I don’t know any Edwards.’ She pouted clearly disappointed that she couldn’t drag you over to the love of your life right that second.

‘Yeah, it’ll probably be some guy I go to college with or something.’ You shrug as you reach your locker and start grabbing the books for your current class.

‘Yeah, I guess. I was just really excited that you’d meet the love of your life today.’ You rolled your eyes. You thought it was cute that Chrissy believed in all this stuff but you were honestly not interested. You just wanted to go about your life, and not have it revolve around some guy.

‘Maybe it’s because you know who your soulmate is?’ You questioned. Even though Chrissy hadn’t had her 18th birthday, Jason had and his wrist very clearly read Chrissy so everyone knew the day she turned 18 the name Jason would appear. You knew for someone like Chrissy it would probably disappointing that she didn’t get the excitement of finding out her soulmate the day she turned 18 but at least she also loved the person she was meant to be spending her life with before. You meet this Edward and would have to develop a love for him while knowing he was your soulmate, and that just felt weird. You would go your whole life not knowing if your love was real or something you felt because you were supposed to.

‘Yeah, I mean it’s so exciting that yours is a mystery. Maybe he’s Italian or something.’ Chrissy said excitingly.

‘His name is Edward, pretty sure he’s not Italian.’ You laughed at that moment.

‘Well anyway, I haven’t got your gift with me. I’ll give it to you tomorrow before your party.’ Chrissy said, switching subjects. You were happy, you didn’t want to talk about your soulmate anymore. You were much more excited about your party. Your parents had decided to take a trip away so you were throwing a big birthday party where the majority of the senior year was invited and Chrissy was coming over early to help you set up and get ready together.

‘It better be good. Otherwise, I’m getting you dirt for your birthday.’ You joke. You knew Chrissy would get you a good gift, she always did. Just at that moment, the bell rang and you walked towards your class.

By the time lunch rolled around you were so done with this whole soulmate thing. It felt like every 30 seconds someone was asking you about who your soulmate was. You kept your answers vague, just saying that you didn’t know who it was and you probably hadn’t met him yet. Most people accepted that answer, knowing that you wouldn’t open up more but a couple had pushed for a name to which you just ignored them in order to avoid screaming at them.

You dropped your tray down on the table opposite Chrissy and Jason sighing as you did so. Chrissy looked up at you and saw your frustrated face and gave you a sympathetic look. It wasn’t that you didn’t like being at the centre of attention, you loved it, but you wanted it to be for any other reason than this.

‘So, Y/N, who’s the soulmate?’ Jason asked you as you started to pick at your food.

‘Don’t know, never met anyone with his name.’ You shrugged.

‘Oh my god, maybe you know. Do you know any Edwards?’ Chrissy asked excitedly turning to her boyfriend. The second she said the name Jason started laughing and you glared at him. You knew from his laughter that he knew something you didn’t.

‘What’s so funny?’ You asked. You could tell he was using the mocking laugh that he normally reserved for people below him on the social ladder and you didn’t like the way it was directed at you. Normally you would laugh along with him but you were on the same level as him so he shouldn’t be laughing at you. Hell, you were probably even more popular than him.

‘What do you think the freak’s first name is?’ He said between his laugh.

‘It’s Eddie, what’s your- oh my god.’ You said realising what he was implying. Eddie, short for Edward. He thought that the school’s resident devil worshipper was your soulmate.

‘No, there’s no way. I mean I can’t be with someone like that. It’s definitely a different Edward.’ You say shocked. I mean if this got out that there was even a chance your soulmate was him, your reputation would be ruined. And you definitely couldn’t date him, your life would be over.

‘I can go pin him down and pull up his sleeve if you want.’ Jason laughed, clearly thinking this whole thing is a joke. You glared at him.

‘No, because he’s not my soulmate. Besides even if he is this whole thing is stupid, I mean I’m definitely not meant to be with him. Look at him and look at me.’ You said pointing over at him where he sat with his friends. God they all looked like such losers, you could never be seen with him.

‘It could be cute, opposites attract and all.’ Chrissy shrugged. You love Chrissy but sometimes you hated how nice she was. She was kind to everyone regardless of social status and it bothered you cause it made you look like a bitch next to her.

‘No, it wouldn’t be cute, it would be like the world was ending. I mean ew. Just ew.’ You couldn’t imagine being stuck with someone like him. Even if he was your soulmate, doesn’t mean you had to be with him. You would never be with him.

You looked into the mirror and sighed straightening your dress one more time and making sure the necklace Chrissy had given you was straight. It was a friendship necklace and she had the matching one which you love. Sure it was kind of cheesy but it was very Chrissy to get the two of you necklaces so ‘you wouldn’t find a new best friend in college’ (her words not yours). You walked out of the room and knocked on the bathroom door to check on Chrissy.

‘You alright, Chris?’ You yelled through the door. You hear some shuffling about and then the door opened to Chrissy who was wiping her mouth. You didn’t know how to help her with this stuff so you just gave her a hug.

‘I’m okay, Y/N.’ She told you, hugging you back.

‘You sure? I can cancel tonight and we can put on our pyjamas and watch movies.’

‘No, no. Besides people are literally about to show up.’ She laughed and you nodded, grabbing her and walking downstairs. You heard the doorbell ring and opened the door to the first group of people who were the other cheerleaders and some of the basketball players including Jason. You greeted them all and led them through to the kitchen where they could grab drinks, grabbing one yourself.

More and more people arrived and soon the party was in full swing, music was blasting and people were socialising or dancing. You walked passed a couple who were making out and made a disgusted face as you headed outside, looking for some of your closer friends as Chrissy and Jason had ran off. As you reached your garden looking at all the people out there when you saw a familiar face hovering around.

‘What the hell is he doing here?’ You asked Patrick who was leaning against the wall of your house.

‘People wanted weed and he’s a dealer.’ Patrick shrugged. You stormed over and grabbed Eddie by the arm glaring at him.

‘You weren’t invited.’ You told him crossing your arms.

‘I was, someone called me asking for weed.’ He told you as if it wasn’t a big deal that he was at your house.

‘Well this is my house and my party and I didn’t invite you so leave.’ You said pointing for him to get away.

‘Fine, I’m going.’ He said starting to walk away. ‘God, I hope you aren’t my soulmate.’ He mumbled as he walked away. You almost missed it but you just heard it.

‘What did you just say?’ You said following him around to the side of your house and grabbing his arm, turning him around to look at him.

‘Why would I be your soulmate?’ You ask him as he scoffs at you.

‘Don’t worry, you definitely aren’t. You don’t have to worry about your reputation being ruined.’ You didn’t respond, instead, you just turned over his arm and pulled up his sleeve, seeing your name clearly written there. You gasped and held out your wrist with his name on it and both your tattoos started glowing and then disappeared completely. You stood there frozen in place as you looked down at your now blank arm completely in shock. Eddie didn’t say anything either, he seemed to be as shocked as you. Eventually, you reacted, running away from him back into your house and up the stairs to your room. There was a couple in your room but you kicked them out and sat down on your bed, placing your head in your hands. You felt tears fill your eyes and you reached into your tissue box and found it empty. You knew you kept some in your bag so you dug through it, and as you were looking through it your found something else. It was a chain bracelet that definitely wasn’t yours. It must’ve been Eddie’s and had fallen off when you’d bumped into him a few days ago. You crammed it back in your bag. You didn’t want to think about Eddie or soulmates or anything. You just wanted to curl up. You heard a knock at your door and groaned.

‘Go away!’ You yelled, not moving from your place on the floor. You heard the door open anyway and you turned round to yell at the person when you saw it was Chrissy.

‘Hey, someone said they saw you looking freaked out and I came to check on you.’ She said sitting down on the floor next to you.

‘I’m fine.’ You sighed, not looking over at her.

‘And that’s why you're sitting on your bedroom floor while there’s a party going on outside?’ She asked. You sighed and held out your arm. Chrissy looked confused before realising it was blank.

‘Oh my god, who is it? Are they cute?’ She said wrapping her arm around you.

‘It’s Munson.’ You said quietly. You didn’t want to say it but you had to tell her. She was your best friend.

‘Oh well, maybe it could work. You just need to get to know him. Be kind.’ She told you as you rested your head on her shoulder.

‘Absolutely not. You know I don’t believe in this soulmate stuff and there’s no way I’m spending the rest of my life with him.’ You shook your head, you just couldn’t imagine being with him forever.

‘You don’t need to be so negative. I’ve spoken to him before and he’s actually really nice.’ You sit up looking up at her shocked.

‘When have you ever spoken to him?’ You asked, looking confused.

‘Oh, you know just in classes and stuff.’ She said and you could tell she was lying.

‘Have you been buying drugs? Chrissy, you shouldn’t do that shit.’ You scolded her.

‘It’s only occasionally when things get too much.’ She admits tears welling in her eyes. You hugged her, rubbing her back.

‘You don’t need to do drugs, you can always come to me. You’re my best friend.’

‘I know I’m sorry. I just don’t want to bother you. You’ve got so much on your plate.’ She cries slightly as you comfort her.

‘You would never bother me.’ You tell her, being genuine. Chrissy was your best friend and you’d do anything for her.

‘Anyway? Do you think you could actually get to know Eddie for me?’ She smiles at you slightly and you roll your eyes.

‘Anything, except that. Now come on, let's fix up our makeup and head back out.’ You stand up off the floor and grab Chrissy’s hand, pulling her up.

On Monday morning you had resolved what you were going to do. You were going to confront Eddie and tell him there was no chance of the two of you ever getting together. You knew he was probably excited that his soulmate was someone popular like you but just because the universe had decided you were meant to be didn’t mean you were actually going to be with him.

First thing in the morning you made your way over to his locker where he was standing with those weird friends of his. You stormed straight up to him and didn’t even give him a chance to speak.

‘Meet me in your spot in the woods at lunch.’ You told him before storming off, not giving him a chance to respond.

At lunch you headed over to the woods, putting down your jacket on the bench where Eddie normally did his deals before sitting down, you didn’t want to ruin your cheer skirt, especially as you had practice this afternoon. It didn’t take long for Eddie to show up after you, gripping his lunchbox that you knew was filled with drugs.

‘So what do you want? Weed? Pills?’ He asked, sitting down in front of you and opening the lunchbox, looking through it.

‘You know that’s not why I’m here.’ You said with your arms crossed. He sighed and closed the lunchbox.

‘I haven’t told anyone if that’s what you’re wondering. Believe me, I’m as embarrassed as you are.’ He says his arms crossed over his torso. You look at him with a glare.

‘You’re embarrassed?’ You exclaim. ‘Your soulmate is one of the most popular girls in school, you have no reason to be embarrassed. I, however, do.’

‘You’re right, what reason would I have to be embarrassed by a soulmate who’s a mega-bitch?’ He shoots back.

‘I have a reason to be a bitch, my entire reputation is on the line!’ You yell. Did he not understand how important it was to you to keep your spot in the school?

‘Oh no, somebody might think you’re weird because you’re soulmates the school’s resident freak. How tragic. You know what maybe I should tell people. It might knock you down a peg or two.’ He shot you a mean grin and you looked at him, mouth agape.

‘You can’t do that, it’ll ruin my reputation.’ You looked at him wide-eyed. I mean you knew he hated you but this was just cruel. How could he think to ruin something so important to you?

‘Oh no, you might have to live a life where people think you’re a freak, how terrible.’ He fake pouted at you. ‘Actually yeah, I think I will start telling people. You can find out for once what it’s like to be on the receiving end of all your shit.’ He stands up and starts to walk away but you get up, grabbing his arm and turning him to face you.

‘You can’t do this, my reputation is all I have.’ You beg him. You didn’t want to have to beg for anything from Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson but you couldn’t have your reputation ruined.

‘Please, don’t kid yourself. You come from a rich family with happily married parents, and you can afford to go to some nice fancy college where you’ll make plenty of new friends and be on top in no time. You’ve got plenty of other things going for you.’ He scoffs back at you. You let out a laugh.

‘That just shows how little you know about me.’ You tell him. ‘You want to know the truth about me? Fine. I didn’t get into any college, none of the colleges I applied to even waitlisted me. It was just a straight-out rejection. I’ve told everyone that I’m going to NYU but in reality, I have no idea what I’m doing. So now I have no clue what I’m going to do with my life but I’ll probably end up working some shitty retail job for the rest of my life. And as far as my family goes well they fucking suck as well. My dad has a gambling addiction and our house is about to be reclaimed by the bank so soon I’m going to have nowhere to live and my parents' so-called happy marriage? Yeah, that’s bullshit too. I mean they’re meant to be soulmates but I’ve never met two people who hated each other more and rather than just getting a divorce and accepting that the universe is bullshit and doesn’t know how to pair up people, they play happy families while fucking other people. So yeah, my reputation is the only thing I have and in a few months, I’ll be one of those losers who peaked in high school and never did anything with their lives but until then I’d appreciate it if you could keep quiet.’ You breathed heavily as you finished your rant. You hadn’t told anyone, any of that, not even Chrissy, so you didn’t know why you told Eddie. You felt a pair of arms wrap around you and suddenly you realised that you had started crying while speaking. It felt weird to have someone like Eddie, someone who you didn’t even like comforting you but at the same time, it was nice.

‘I’m sorry.’ Eddie mumbled as you cried into his chest. You felt vulnerable for once in your life. The feeling scared you so you reacted in the only way you knew how. You pushed Eddie away from you and ran away, leaving him behind looking confused and shocked.

Avoiding Eddie should’ve been the easiest thing ever but it was like no matter where you looked there he was. Suddenly he was like a ghost who haunted you and no one else, around every corner, in every hallway. You just wanted him to vanish but he never would. You had stopped making fun of him and his friends since that day in the woods last week in hopes he would keep your secrets quiet, which so far he had, but god you wished he wasn’t here. Especially as every time, you saw him your pulse raced and you couldn’t help but stare at him. But it didn’t mean anything. If it did all it meant was that you hadn’t had a hookup in a while and he seemed like an easy option. You sighed as you turned into the hallway containing your locker to see him yet again heading towards you. He avoided making eye contact with you, instead just moving past you but you knew he noticed you and you noticed him.

You arrived at your locker and realised pretty quickly that everyone was staring at you and whispering. This was a pretty common occurrence for you but this felt weird like everyone was in on some secret except you. You just rolled your eyes and ignored it, pulling out your books and heading down the hallway where all your friends were standing.

‘Hey, guys. What’s up?’ You greeted the other members of the cheer squad and their boyfriends who stood there. They looked at you, giving you a look that you’d only ever seen directed at others. A look you had given a hundred times yourself. It was a look like you were dirt off the bottom of their shoes like you weren’t anyone worth interacting with. The only person who didn’t look at you that way was Chrissy who had a pitying look on her face.

‘Okay is someone going to tell me what the fuck is going on?’ You snap, crossing your arms over your chest.

‘What’s going on is we don’t talk to people like you and we certainly don’t cheer with people like me.’ Jessica, one of the girls on your cheer team, said.

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ You glare, squaring up at her. You weren’t going to let someone who couldn’t even remember a simple cheer talk to you like that.

‘We know who your soulmate is and clearly, there’s only one way you could’ve ended up with someone like that. You’re a freak too.’ You felt the colour drain from your face. How the fuck had they found out? Who had told them?

‘You know I don’t believe in that soulmate bullshit so why does it even matter?’ You rolled your eyes, playing it like you weren’t totally freaking out on the inside.

‘I think you were the one who kicked Cindy off the cheer team when we found out her soulmate was Brian and believe me, Eddie is a million times worse than anyone else at this school.’

‘And who died and made you queen? Last I checked I was Captain and I was the one who pulled you out of the dirt. Before you met me you were some loser with acne and no hope of ever getting a boy to even look at you. I can easily put you back there.’ You spit back, venom flying off every word.

‘You were Captain. We took a vote, you’re being removed from the squad, effective immediately and Chrissy will be taking your place.’ Jessica looked at you with a smug smile as your eyes immediately flew to your best friends. She couldn’t even make eye contact with you, instead focusing intensely on her hands. You scoffed and shook your head.

‘Fine, I can do better than you bitches anyway.’ You stormed off and you knew exactly where you were going. To find Eddie Munson and kill him for telling everyone about the two of you. You heard a voice call your name as you walked away and you spun round to see Chrissy running towards you.

‘Don’t blame Eddie for telling everyone.’ She looked at you with pleading eyes.

‘Why not? He ruined my life, I’m going to ruin his.’ You said with a fire in your voice.

‘He didn’t tell anyone. It’s all my fault. I told Jason because I thought he would keep it secret but he told everyone else.’ Her eyes welled with tears as you spoke. You looked at her for a second with your mouth agape before you burst out with a cruel laugh.

‘Of course. It all makes sense now. You wanted what I had so you played the one card you had.’ You shook your head at her.

‘What? No, I would never do that.’ She looked at you, shocked that you would think that.

‘Oh please, save the innocent lamb act for someone who believes it. I know what you really are. And here, take this, give it to Jessica or whichever one of those bitches you actually care about.’ You reached behind your neck and undid the friendship necklace, Chrissy had given you, throwing it into her hand before walking away.

By the time lunch rolled around the whole school knew about your soulmate and how you’d been ousted from the cheer squad. There were constant whispers following you everywhere and now you didn’t have the protection of your reputation everyone who you’d spent the last few years making fun of had decided it was open season and you were prey. You finally understood how everyone you bullied felt and you felt incredibly guilty for the way you had treated people. You were just happy you had found an empty table to eat your lunch at and remained unbothered. You kept your head down, not focusing on anything around you and wishing that the bell would ring so you could go to class, at least there you wouldn’t be as vulnerable as you were right now.

‘Hey, bitch.’ A voice yelled from somewhere in the cafeteria. You ignored it. You knew it was probably directed at you but you hoped the person would just go away if you kept your head down.

‘I’m talking to you, bitch.’ Jason said from directly behind you, gripping the back of your head and pulling it up to meet his gaze. You felt tears well in your eyes as he held your hair tightly in his hand, nearly pulling it out of your scalp.

‘You made my girlfriend cry and I won’t let anyone get away with that, especially not a loser like you.’ You gasped in pain as he gripped your hair even tighter. How could so much have changed in a day? How could you be the one at the bottom instead of on top where you belonged?

‘Hey man, let go of her.’ Another voice said. You didn’t need to look to know who it was (although you couldn’t if you wanted to). It was Eddie. The hand gripping the back of your head let go, harshly pushing you forward as you let out gasps.

‘Aw, defending your soulmate, freak. How cute.’ Jason said mockingly, turning to face Eddie.

‘No, I just think men who put their hands on women are pieces of shit.’ Eddie said, his voice incredibly calm.

‘You fucking freak.’ You didn’t see what happened next, too busy recovering from your own ordeal, but you heard a bone-cracking crunch and a yell from behind you. You turned around, expecting to see Eddie clutching his nose but instead it was Jason kneeling over, blood dripping from his hands which were clutched around his face. You didn’t want to see what happened next so you quickly stood up and made your way out of the cafeteria.

The second you were outside the school you collapsed to your knees on the hard pavement, sobs overtaking your body. Your life had become hell in the space of a few hours.

You tried to breathe but it felt like no air was entering your lungs so instead you hyperventilated, panicking but not being about to do anything about it.

‘Hey, hey, it’s okay.’ You heard a voice say, feeling an arm wrap around your shoulder. ‘You’re having a panic attack. Come on, deep breath in, deep breath out.’ You tried to focus on breathing but it was as if every bodily function had shut down. It took a moment of whoever was there coaching you through your breaths but eventually you were breathing normally again, your heart rate slowly returning to its normal rhythm. You looked up and saw the person in front of you was Eddie, staring at you with a look of concern on his face.

‘Why are you being so nice to me?’ You speak your voice strained. You didn’t understand, you’d spent the last god knows how many years making his life hell? Why wouldn’t he just let the same happen to you? You would if you were him.

‘Because no one deserves to be treated the way you are currently.’ He sighed and stood up, holding out a hand to you. You took it and he helped pull you up off the floor. You wrapped your arms around yourself, shivering. You weren’t cold but it felt like your entire body had shut down and was now rebooting. Eddie shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulder. As you wrapped it around yourself tightly. It smelt of a strong musky cologne that was clearly being used as an attempt to mask the smell of cigarette smoke but was failing miserably. You didn’t completely hate the smell, it was comforting in a way.

‘You don’t have to do this, you know? You could just leave me here. I would.’ For the first time in your life, you avoid making eye contact with someone, genuinely ashamed of yourself.

‘I’m not going to do that. It would be cruel. Now come on, I’ll drive you home. You’re in no state to go back inside.’ You nod and Eddie leads you over to his van, his hand hovering near the small of your back. You quickly climb in once you reach the van and Eddie climbs around the other side, pulling out of the parking lot. The drive is mostly silent except for you giving Eddie directions and the quiet music coming from his speakers. You don’t recognise the songs but you know it’s one of the metal bands he listens to. Surprisingly, you don’t completely hate it and find yourself tapping along to it, although you can’t tell if that’s out of nervousness or not.

Eventually, you pull up outside your house and you look over at Eddie who’s fiddling with the rings on his hands.

‘Thanks for the ride. I really appreciate it.’ You smile awkwardly at him, not sure what else to say.

‘It’s okay. Anytime.’ He shrugs. You fiddle with the door handle for a moment considering what to do.

‘Do you want to come in? I don’t want to be alone right now.’ You ask before your brain really registers what you’re saying.

‘Umm, you sure? Aren’t your parents home?’ He looks at you with a frown and you feel your cheeks growing red with embarrassment. Why did you invite him in? You should’ve just left. God, what if he thinks you’re inviting him in for sex.

‘My dad’s at work and my mom has aerobics class all afternoon.’ You shrug. The last part was a lie. Your mom was next door, screwing the neighbour but you’d already told Eddie too much about your mess of a family. He didn’t need to know more. ‘You don’t have to come in. I’ll be fine.’

‘No, I’ll come in. I wouldn’t want you to be alone.’ You nod and climb out of the car, pulling your house keys out of your bag and heading towards the door, Eddie following closely behind you. You open the door and lead Eddie upstairs into your room. You both stand there awkwardly, waiting for the other one to make a move.

‘I’m going to change out of this.’ You eventually say, heading over to your wardrobe and grabbing a pair of sweats and a random t-shirt before heading into your en-suite. The second you look in the mirror you realise just how terrible you look right now. Your makeup is all streaked down your face and your skin is all blotchy. You quickly change your outfit and clean your face. You consider for a moment reapplying your makeup but decide against it and head out of the bathroom to see Eddie sitting in your desk chair. You make your way over to your bed, curling up underneath the covers.

‘I’m never moving from here.’ You inform Eddie as you make yourself comfortable.

‘Don’t be ridiculous. You’re going to go to school tomorrow and you’re going to use your evil powers for good and let them know you can’t be fucked with.’ You let out a snort at his words.

‘But what if I’m too far gone and I’m just too obsessed with power? Like Smeagol.’ Your eyes widened as you finish the sentence. You did not just let slip that you had read Lord of the Rings.

‘Y/N Y/L/N, are you secretly a nerd?’ Eddie narrows his eyes at you and your cheeks flush under his gaze.

‘No, of course not. We had to read it for English class.’ You lie.

‘No, we didn’t I’d remember that.’ He informs you and you let out a sigh.

‘Fine, maybe in Middle School before I became cool, I liked fantasy.’ You admit, rolling your eyes. ‘But I haven’t been into that stuff since I was a kid.’

‘That’s weird. I don’t remember you in Middle School. I feel like you just showed up on the first day of High School.’

‘Yeah, that’s by design. Over summer, I went through a complete transformation. Changed my hair, started wearing contacts, changed my wardrobe, and took gymnastic lessons so I could join Cheer. I couldn’t handle another year of being the loser who played the violin.’ You told him, thinking back to how painful that summer had actually been. You had given up everything you loved in order to make sure you’d be in with the popular crowd.

‘Oh my god! I do remember you. You were a really good violin player, like could’ve joined a professional orchestra good. I can’t believe you gave that up.’ He exclaimed. He couldn’t believe that you were the same person. You really had gone through a transformation.

‘Wanna know a secret? I never gave it up. Still play when no one’s around. Even teach some kids for extra cash.’ You shrug as if it wasn’t a big deal.

‘Wow, that’s amazing.’ Eddie looks at you with wide eyes, slowly realising that you weren’t the girl he thought you were. You had layers that ran deeper than he thought.

‘Yeah. That’s why I didn’t get into any colleges. They were all music schools and I guess compared to someone who’s spent their entire High School career focusing on music, I’m not that good. I actually did get into community college but I just don’t know if I want to go.’ You admit the full truth of your college situation. You had lied earlier but the truth would’ve involved admitting your love for music.

‘Well, screw those schools. I bet I wouldn’t get in and I’m the best guitarist I know.’ You let out a genuine laugh. You couldn’t believe how comfortable you were around Eddie. You had spent years hiding who you were and pretending to be someone else and now you were here with someone who you never expected to be around, with no fake persona, just being you.

‘Thanks, Eddie. I can’t believe I’m actually going to say this but it’s been nice to spend time with you.’ You both grinned genuine smiles at each other. You couldn’t believe it. You had forgotten in the past few years that there we actually kind people out there, that your friends weren’t just out to stab you in the back at the first opportunity. It felt nice to be around someone who seemed to genuinely care.

‘Yeah, I can’t believe it either but I also had a good time.’ Eddie rubs the back of his neck. You couldn’t believe how lucky you’d gotten with your soulmate. Your eyes widened at your thought. You absolutely were not thinking about Eddie in a romantic way. Clearly, your brain was all confused cause usually when guys were nice to you they just wanted to sleep with you so it was some sort of psychological thing.

‘You look like you’ve just realised that the person you’re hanging out with is Hawkins resident ‘Satan worshipper’.’ He puts air quotes around the last words and you shake your head.

‘Nah, nothing like that. Just, nothing.’ You trail off unsure what to say. What sort of effect did this boy have on you? It was like he was some sort of devil, seducing you into telling him all your secrets and becoming a complete idiot around him. You stare at him. His arms we exposed as he had given you his jacket and you were shocked to see they were actually quite muscular. You were fascinated by his tattoos and rings, he was unlike anyone else you’d ever seen.

‘Why are you staring at me like that?’ He asks cautiously as if you’re observing him throw an insult at him.

‘Can I see your tattoos?’ You ask without thinking. Eddie nods and scoots your desk chair closer to the bed, holding out his arms to you. You turn them slowly in your hands, tracing the ink slowly with your fingers. Eddie’s breath hitched in his throat, his heart racing. He couldn’t help it, he had always thought you were pretty, even if your attitude had been horrific and now it was like within the space of a few hours you’d become a completely different person. And even though he knew you viewed the changes in your life as bad, he thought they were maybe good for you.

‘Did they hurt?’ You ask as you trace them, before moving your hands down to his own to examine the rings on his fingers.

‘Yeah, but it isn’t too bad. More of a dull ache than anything.’ He shrugs, trying to not focus on the fact that you were basically holding his hands. You glance up, looking him directly in the eyes and he was pretty sure his heart was about to jump into his throat. He swallowed as you looked at him, looking completely different from the mean cheerleader he’d known before. Your own heart was pounding in your chest as you stared deeply into his beautiful brown eyes. How had you never noticed how perfect his eyes were before now? They drew you in like he was a siren singing a beautiful song.

You don’t know who lent in first but the next thing you know your lips are pressed together in a passionate kiss. Eddie removes one of his hands from yours, wrapping it tightly in your hair as if he’s trying to hold you as close as possible. You rest your free hand on his leg feeling his skin through the rip in his jean. You couldn’t believe how amazing he was at kissing. You know understood what people meant when they said kissing your soulmate was different. It was like his lips were made for yours.

Eventually, you pulled away, resting your forehead against Eddie’s as you both kept your eyes closed. You were worried if you opened your eyes, you’d be awake from whatever had happened. That it would all be a dream and you wouldn’t have just had your complete world turned upside down. Or even worse, reality would set in and Eddie would remember that you were the person who had spent the last four years making everyone around your lives hell.

‘Wow, am I that bad a kisser?’ Eddie laughed, moving his hand from the back of your head and wiping away tears you didn’t know had fallen.

‘No, the opposite. I just don’t understand how you can kiss me like that and not think of all the horrible things I’ve done.’ You sob out. It was as if four years of guilt you’d been suppressing were pilling on all at once. You had hidden the guilt deep down inside you but it had always been there and like a storm brewing, it all came at once.

‘Hey.’ Eddie said wrapping his arms around you. ‘I’m not going to tell you it’s okay or pretend that everyone is going to forgive you because they’re not. But I am going to say that I can already see a change in you and I think it’s a good change and I’m personally excited to meet the new and improved Y/N who cares about the others around her.’ You smile slightly at his words. You’d never had someone believe that you could be anything other than what you were. It was nice to have someone who believed that you could actually make a positive improvement and that something other than popularity matters.

‘You’re too good, Eddie Munson.’ You murmured into his shoulder. It was true. You’d always thought he would be a terrible person who didn’t care about anything but he was kind-hearted and cared about others. He was the complete opposite of everything you’d believed him to be.

‘I’m not. I think any normal person would do what I’m doing.’ He rubbed your shoulder and you pulled your head up to look at him, grinning slightly as you did so.

‘So you think any normal person would kiss me like that?’ You tease, pulling up your hand to wrap a strand of his hair around your finger.

‘Oh, I think they’d want to. I mean they’d have to be insane to not view you as a goddess.’ He smiles at you.

‘Smooth. I’ve never heard that line before.’ You grin at him. He shakes his head.

‘Not a line just telling you the truth.’ He shrugs, leaning in and kissing you again in the most amazing kiss you’ve experienced.

It felt weird heading into school without your cheer uniform on. It was the first time since Freshman year that you hadn’t worn in but no matter how uncomfortable you held your head and jumped out of Eddie’s van ignoring all the stares and whispers. Eddie had ended up staying with you for hours, just talking and kissing, eventually, he headed back to his own place but he had offered you a ride to school as you had left your car there the night before.

As you walked into school you headed straight over to the group of cheerleaders and jocks who stood talking, your cheer uniform in hand. Eddie was following close behind you but he was keeping his distance, letting you deal with it yourself. They looked over at you and laughed but you kept heading in their direction, not letting up.

‘I just thought I’d return my uniform. Unfortunately, it got a bit destroyed.’ You hand the cheer uniform over to Chrissy who holds up the tattered pieces. After Eddie had left you had decided to pick up your uniform off the bathroom floor and took a pair of scissors to it. Slightly petty but you could’ve easily done worse.

‘What the fuck did you do? That’s school property.’ Jessica screeched, grabbing the uniform from Chrissy’s hands.

‘As if you give a shit. Or were you thinking of giving it to whatever poor loser you find to replace me? Maybe you can give them yours considering you can’t even stay on beat.’ You reply, looking at Jessica with fire in your eyes.

‘I think you’ve forgotten. You’re a loser now. I’m planning to make your life hell already, don’t make it worse for yourself. Or your freak boyfriend.’ She snaps back. You sigh and turn towards Kyle, her boyfriend.

‘Kyle, you remember when Jessica disappeared during your birthday party last year? She was screwing Tom, yes the Tom you call your best friend.’ Jessica’s mouth falls open as Kyle turns to Tom pushing him against the locker. Holding his fist up.

‘Boys, stop.’ You say clicking your fingers, and they both turn to face you. ‘You can beat the shit out of each other in a second but first, you’re all going to understand this. I have dirt on every single person here. If you make my life, Eddie’s life, hell anyone in this whole school’s life hell and I’ll start dropping secrets like bombs. And believe me, there’s some stuff you never want out there, especially if I decide that the Hawkins PD would be more interested than just High Schoolers.’ You have your arms crossed over your chest as they all stare at you, fear in their eyes. You turn on your heel and walk away, reaching Eddie who is standing a few feet away.

‘Okay, I’m officially scared of you.’ He laughs and you smile back at him.

‘I’m pretty sure you’re the one who told me to use my evil powers for good.’ You smile and wrap your arms around his neck. ‘And just to make sure they know where I stand.’ You lean forward and kiss him hard. Eddie was shocked for a moment but he kissed you back, his hands gripping your waist hard.

‘I think I got confused between scared and turned on.’ Eddie says making you laugh.

‘Don’t get any ideas. At least not until we’re out of school. I’ll see you at lunch.’ You lean up and give him one more kiss before walking to your first-period class.

You hold your lunch tray in your hand and make your way over to Eddie’s table, sitting in the empty seat to his right. Eddie’s friends all stare at you with wide eyes but you don’t react. You understood why they’d be terrified of you, especially with the way you’ve acted towards them in the last few years.

‘So you’re really Eddie’s soulmate then?’ His friend with shaggy brown hair asked and you shrugged.

‘I guess so. I’m not complaining though.’ You smile at Eddie.

‘You don’t care that your entire life basically has just fallen apart?’ His friend asked and you flinched slightly at his words.

‘I wouldn’t say my entire life has fallen apart. I’m just starting a new chapter in my life. One where I’m not a massive bitch, at least to people who don’t deserve it.’ You hope they believe your words. You really were trying to make a difference in yourself. You were going to become a better person, stop hurting others and focus on yourself, not just your reputation.

‘So are you going to play DnD with us?’ One of the younger members of his group with us and Eddie lets out a snort.

‘I don’t think that’s happening.’ Eddie laughs and you look over at him with a glare.

‘Why not? I bet I’d be great at it.’

‘It’s a really complicated game, it’s completely different from anything you’ve ever played.’

‘Oh, so you think I can’t learn. I’m going to prove you so wrong. I bet I can figure it out with any help from you.’ You were pretty defiant now, you didn’t like being told you couldn’t do something. You kept a playfulness in your tone, making sure Eddie knew you weren’t being a bitch and were just joking with him.

‘Fine, I’ll lend you my books.’ He sighs.

‘Oh good, you’ve already learnt not to defy me.’ You grin at him.

‘Believe me, if I hadn’t. I definitely would’ve this morning.’

‘I thought you said-‘

‘Y/N can we talk?’ You were cut off by a voice saying and you turned to see Chrissy standing near you.

‘Fine.’ You sigh, standing up and nodding your head for Chrissy to follow you to the edge of the cafeteria. You turn to face her with your arms crossed and she looks at you with big eyes.

‘Y/N I’m so sorry. I never should’ve told Jason who your soulmate was.’ She says with a genuine tone in her voice but you’re keeping your guard up, not trusting her.

‘Come on. You know I’d expected any of the other girls to stab me in the back but not you. I mean that hurt more than anything else.’ You frown at Chrissy who looks like she’s trying not to cry.

‘I turned down the head cheerleader position. I told them that the only person who deserves that position is you and that you were the only captain I’d support.’

‘Well, I appreciate that Chris but that doesn’t change the fact that you didn’t stand up for me at first. I’ve done so terrible things but you’re my best friend and I would’ve stood by you no matter what. If anyone had said half the shit they said about me about you, I’ve put them in the place.’ You told her the real reason you were angry at her. It was nothing to do with cheerleading but with her not being there by your side when you needed it the most. It was good that she stood up for you now, but yesterday was the worst day for you and you needed her by your side.

‘I know but I’m not like you. I mean what you did today I could never have done that. You’ve always been the brave one of the two of us and that’s what I’ve always admired you for.’ By now Chrissy has tears falling from her eyes and it did tug at your heartstrings. Despite how you felt you couldn’t just turn off feeling like she’s your best friend.

‘Look, Chris, I understand if you don’t want to be my friend anymore. I wouldn’t want you to be ostracised because of me. But-‘

‘No, I want to be your friend. You’re my best friend and that’s more important to me than anything.’ She begged you.

‘Okay, well it’s going to take a while for me to forgive you, but I will eventually. I don’t think I could go without you in my life.’ She smiles and wraps her arms around you, squealing excitedly.

‘I promise, I’m going to be the best friend you’ve ever had.’ She tells you, practically beaming. ‘So can I come over and meet Eddie you know, now he’s your boyfriend?’

‘I wouldn’t say he’s my boyfriend yet but sure come on over.’ You lead Chrissy over to the table and Eddie’s friends looked even more terrified, probably from the fact that two cheerleaders were now at their table (well technically a cheerleader and ex-cheerleader).

‘So this is Chrissy, she’s my best friend.’ You point to her as she waves slightly at them.

‘You two made up then?’ Eddie asks and you nod.

‘Yeah, mostly.’ You tell him and he reaches over and squeezes your hand slightly. Maybe your life was different now but different didn’t have to mean bad.

Six Months Later

You finished stirring the coffee in front of you and headed through to the bedroom, placing it on the bedside table and sitting on the edge of the bed.

‘Eddie, babe, wake up.’ You shake him slightly and he groans, turning over and pulling the covers over his head. You had moved in with Eddie after your parents had lost their house, a few months ago and now you had a pretty well-established routine in the morning. You were attending classes at a local community college and Eddie was working as a mechanic. You also worked in the evenings in order to help out with bills and food, etc.

‘Ed, come on. You have to go to work and I need a ride to the train station. Plus, I’ve made you coffee.’ You bribe him and he peaks out from under the covers, his eyes half open.

‘Did you say coffee?’ He asked, his voice still husky from sleep. You nod and he sits up grabs the coffee from the bedside table and takes a sip. ‘Mmm, you’re an angel.’ You grin at his words, not that he didn’t regularly inform you how amazing you were. In fact, Eddie was the sweetest boyfriend you’d ever had. He was so kind and lovely.

‘Yeah and you need to get up, otherwise you’re going to be late to work.’ Eddie let out a groan.

‘Why? Can’t I just sleep in?’ You roll your eyes and stand up, grabbing Eddie’s brush and heading back over to Eddie, sweeping his hair so it was clean and pulling it into a bun at the nape of his neck.

‘There we go, that’s one less thing you have to do.’ You told him, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

‘Have I ever told you I love you?’ He smiles up at you as he throws off the covers and stands up, grabbing his clothes off the floor and stripping off his pyjamas before changing into his work clothes.

‘Is that my Metallica shirt?’ Eddie said squinting at the top you were wearing.

‘No, it’s mine.’ You frown as if you have no idea what he was talking about.

‘Really? You went to Metallica’s 1984 tour?’ He smirks at you grabbing the belt loops on your jeans and pulling you in close to him.

‘Yeah, I’m a big fan.’ You nod. It wasn’t technically a lie, you liked Metallica now, mainly cause Eddie played their music all the time.

‘And what songs did they play on this tour?’ He raises an eyebrow at you.

‘Master of Puppets, duh.’ You roll your eyes as if it’s obvious.

‘That song didn’t come out until 1986 but good try babe.’ He says leaning in to give you a kiss. ‘Lucky you look good in my clothes.’ He smiles at you.

‘I look good at anything.’ You scoff and head into the kitchen with Eddie following closely behind you.

‘Here’s lunch for you.’ You say handing him one of the sandwiches on the counter and shoving the other one into your back. ‘There’s food in the fridge for Wayne so I think we’re good to go.’ You swing your back over your shoulder and head out with Eddie.

You leaned at the counter at work, bored out of your mind. You had hardly any customers come in during your shift and you were thankful there were only 10 minutes left until Eddie came to pick you up. You heard the bell over the door ring and you looked up, happy to finally have a customer but you let out a loud squeal when you saw the person coming through the door was Chrissy.

‘Oh my god, I thought you weren’t coming until tomorrow.’ You came out from behind the counter and gave her a big hug as she laughed hugging you back. You knew Chrissy was coming back to spend Thanksgiving with you, Eddie and Wayne but you didn’t expect her this early.

‘Yeah me and Eddie decided to surprise you by having me come back early because I’ve missed you so much.’ She pulls away from you, her friendship necklace dangling from her neck. You had taken back your matching one and it sat pride of place around your neck, alongside one of Eddie’s rings.

‘Aw, I’ve missed you too. Just let me close up here and then you can tell me everything including if you’ve met Mark yet.’ You say heading back behind the counter to start sorting everything out. In a shocking twist of fate, Chrissy’s soulmate hadn’t ended up being Jason but instead someone named Mark. Jason had of course been pissed, especially as his soulmate tattoo said, Chrissy. Chrissy had admitted to you that she’d felt relief that Jason wasn’t her soulmate and you had to admit you felt the same for your best friend.

You finished closing up and headed out to where Eddie was parked, smiling when he saw how excited you were.

‘How the hell did you keep that secret?’ You say climbing into the front seat as Chrissy climbed in the back.

‘I knew it was a good secret and it would make you happy, that’s how.’ He grinned over at you and you shook your head, leaning over and giving him a kiss.

‘Aww, it’s not fair how cute you guys are.’ Chrissy pouts and you laugh.

‘Don’t worry, it won’t be long until you meet your soulmate, I guarantee it.’ You smile at her.

‘And you were the one of us that always talked about how bullshit soulmates were.’ Chrissy smiled triumphantly as you rolled your eyes.

‘Well that was before I met my soulmate, now I understand it.’ You grin over at Eddie, before turning back to your best friend, thinking about how good your life was at that current moment.

#eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson fanfic #joseph quinn #eddie munson x oc #joseph quinn x reader #joseph quinn x oc

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satoryou · 7 months

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*ੈ✩‧₊˚ MICRO SET - SATORU GOJO

✩ 𝓈𝓎𝓃𝑜𝓅𝓈𝒾𝓈: you buy an interesting set of lingerie and surprise your husband

✩ 𝒹𝑒𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓁𝓈: gojo x fem!reader, husband!gojo, p in v, cunnilingus, blowjob, creampie/breeding kink, cockdrunk!reader, unprotected sex, fingering, face fucking, dirty talk, 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙪𝙩, slightly proofread, MDNI, 18+

✎ 𝒶/𝓃: first post on the t! umm to be completely honest i think i'm just tryna upload my wip(s) here just for funsies because i haven't written ff's in quite a while and i have a lot of ideas. but yeah first gojo fic!

the micro set in question

wc: 3.5k (yeah got too carried away)

*bzzz* SATORU GOJO sent you $20,000 "Spoil yourself while I'm gone, love you <3"

jesus christ 'toru. you thought upon reading the notification.

-three weeks later-

OH MY FUCKING GOD OW- was what ran through your mind as the esthetician finishes waxing your private area. you decided that since gojo is coming back in about 3 days after almost a month of training with his students in kyoto that you prepare for his return by giving yourself a self-care day for almost every single thing you can think of from facials to a Brazilian wax. you know yourself that this is something you're not used to doing so why not pamper yourself and plus, your husband did send you money so why not spend it for him.

"the healing process is about 24-48 hours post appointment, but if you want to speed up the process, just apply a cold compress or a bit of witch hazel to the treated area!" the worker at the front desk gave you a small bag that included aftercare oil and a small bottle of witch hazel and kindly greeted you as you left. walking out of the wax place you decided that you should also buy something that could possibly benefit you and gojo. you find yourself walking into a lingerie store browsing through their selection of pretty colored and laced pieces of undergarments until a certain item caught your attention.

"hello miss! i see you've taken an interest in the micro collection, it's our newest arrival! the micro thong and bra set is the most popular nowadays!" a worker greeted you with a welcoming tone.

to say the least, you bought the entire collection that consisted of 10 different colors of the same articles of clothing, if you even consider it clothing. the item barely covered anything that you knew you would never buy without getting waxed.

you arrived back to yours and gojos home, hiding the stash of thongs and bras you just bought under the bed. you quickly go to the bathroom to have a quick shower and apply the aftercare oil to your freshly waxed cunt following the directions of the pamphlet given to you. covered in your towel, you walk out to pick out what color of the matching set you should wear upon his arrival, as you placed a cold compress over your womanhood.

blush pink? crimson red? forest green? you couldn't decide until you got to the bottom of the bag unknowingly taking out a cerulean blue micro thong.

you smiled. "perfect."

-3 days later-

at 9pm gojo arrives jingling the keys of your house. "baby i'm home!" he calls out while entering. 'weird,' he thought as he was welcomed with silence. you'd usually make your way to the door when hearing the rattle of his keys, but to his surprise you didn't. curiously placing down the bags of souvenirs on the counter, he takes off his blindfold and makes his way to the bedroom in hopes you were there dragging his suitcase with him. upon entering he notices your side of the bed slightly shuffled while his was still cleanly made, leaving evidence of your presence. he hears the connecting door of the bathroom open to reveal your back facing him and wearing his shirt with a pair of pajama shorts that barely covered your butt.

you came out of the bathroom turning around while rubbing the moisturizer on your cheeks. eyes widened in excitement at the sight of your husband in front of the bed taking off his jacket as you pace yourself to him.

"'toru!" you squeal with arms wide open to embrace him in a hug, arms wrapping around his neck.

"hey pretty girl, i missed you so much," he chuckled closing his eyes, inhaling the scent of your shampoo. his hands trailed from your back to the curve of your waist resting there. to gojo you were everything, his light, his life, his home, and his safe place. he finds comfort in your scent that being away from you for even just a week buried with work and responsibilities made him even more impatient in wanting to see and be with you. "you get my gift from 3 weeks ago?"

you looked up at him realizing that he was referencing the money he sent you weeks prior to his arrival. "mhm, i got it and thank you babe but as much as i love and appreciate it, you didn't have to send it you know," you place your chin on his chest smirking at him. it wasn't anything new, but gojo always spoiled you rotten ever since the beginning of your relationship that even after being married to him for 3 years, you still weren't used to his acts of affection in gift giving whether it was over the top or even something plain and simple. you knew and let him know that no matter what he spoils you with, nothing will ever top the gift of his presence.

"uh oh, I didn't give you enough huh?" he gasped with an exaggerated shock jokingly pulling out his phone with swiftness. you giggle as you grab his arm to prevent him from sending you anything more. his movement is nimble, spinning you around and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"c'mon sweets, what'd you spend it on? i wanna know what you bought," he says positioning his head on your shoulder leaving kisses on your neck.

"hmm, i went and got a couple massages and facials, bought some groceries, got other stuff done and also bought something, all for you," you teased while he continued lingering pecks all over your neck and shoulder. "for me? what could you have possibly bought for me, princess?" you unwrap his arms from your waist and turn around to push him down on the bed finding space between his legs.

gojo was shocked at your conduct and sat up a bit propping his weight with his elbows while manspreading, watching you undress from his oversized shirt. the view of your cerulean blue micro bra that only really covered your nipples made his insides churn of excitement. his mouth slightly agape at how tiny your bra was at barely concealing your hardening papilla all while enhancing and glorifying the natural shape and roundness of your tits making his dick pulse in his dress pants.

"fuck baby girl, look at you," he fully sits up arms gravitating to your hips to pull you closer which you stop him. "hold on baby, i'm not done," you say pushing him back to his previous position. watching your every move, his gaze intensifies as you pull down your shorts to reveal the matching micro thong.

your legs find their way resting on both sides of his hips straddling him as you placed your hands on his broad muscular shoulders for support. he examines your torso up and down, noticing that there's not a hair follicle in sight on your waxed pelvis. feeling bold, you sat yourself right on the tent of his boner, feeling the pulses it'd give under the fabric of his uniform.

"i got even got my pussy waxed, do you like it daddy?" you purred his favorite nickname in his ear. seeing comfort in your position he helps support it by gently gripping your hips adding more force and friction between your cunt and his hard-on.

"shit princess, you look fucking delicious. i love it, love everything." he groans as you slowly grind your heat on him. "that's good, i was having a hard time choosing what color to wear because i bought 9 other ones," you say temptingly innocent. his strong grip on your waist moves to the curve of your ass, giving it a good squeeze pulling you closer. "9 other ones? good grief baby i can't wait to see them on you," his lips latching onto the fat of your tits avoiding your covering of your bra.

"yeah, wanna know why i chose this one?" you hear him give a muffled 'hm?' as he continues sucking the same area. you slightly pull away to tease a whisper in his ear, "because its the color of your eyes, daddy."

gojo impulsively flips over positioned on top of you. he doesn't know what he did to deserve such a woman like you, his sweet wife. you knew his weaknesses and ways to get a reaction out of him, teasing him into knowing what you want without even saying it. the way your body conveys its needs and wants makes his skin crawl at the thought of how much of a freak you secretly are behind closed doors. he impatiently takes off his compression shirt and unbuckles his pants to undress fully, displaying his paradisiac figure entirely nude.

you glorify gojos body as if each part was designed to absolute perfection. his whole torso was god given, muscular and bulked, and the angry look his dick is giving you at the moment hypnotizes your body to desire more of him. his length and girth proportioned flawlessly, veins popping out in different areas of height, flushed with a bright shade of pink crowned with his enraged bulging tip leaking with precum.

he gives his cock a few sensual pumps at the sight of your laying body straddling one leg between your thighs, knee pushing a thick force on your pussy feeling slight dampness. you sit up face leveling at his dick sprawling out your tongue on his length.

"yeah princess, just like that. c'mon give daddy a good suck like you always do," eyes gazing down at you with his hands raking through your scalp.

with the assistance of your hand pumping his girth, you engulfed his tip tongue flat lapping at the drool of his precum. you down in half the length of his cock as you begin to feel his tip hit the top of your throat. gagging at his hardness to adjust to his size, you feel your saliva escape your lips, running down your chin. you pull out for bit to gasp for air, only to impatiently continue wrapping your lips around his dick. the room was filled with loud sounds of squelching and grunting as you messily swirl your tongue and coat his dick with your saliva. your assisted hand that was pumping his shaft made its way to massage his balls as you slowly take in his full length inch by inch.

throughout the years of being with gojo, you still admit to the defeat of never being able to getting used to the size of his dick. while taking in his full length after a couple of eye watering gags you hollow your cheeks to find comfort in the adjustment of his cock down your throat.

"my fucking god baby, you takin' it all in so good i feel it bulging your throat," he praises you as his fingers lightly graze your throat to feel your work on him. as difficult as it is, you manage to look up and make eye contact with him as your nose repeatedly bumps his pubic area. "ngh..ah shit - shit, missed your slutty mouth babe, lemme face fuck you yeah?"

gojos pleasure in face fucking your mouth gave you the time to touch yourself. your hands made their way up and down your body resulting in teasing your nipples and your clit at the same time over your micro set. his grunts begin to falter in a satisfying yet shaky rhythm as he feels the vibrations of your moaning come into contact with each stroke your mouth gives while he thrusts his erection into it. fingers pinching a hardened nipple while stuffing the other down your thong to play with your stimulated bead, gojo doesn't miss to notice your pleasure while chasing his own through your mouth and as much as he wants to finish in it, who is he to let his sweet girl do all that work alone?

you feel your mouth empty as he takes his dick out continuing to give it a few more strokes before kneeling down so that he's at an eye level to you. you watch him hold the hand that you used to play with your clit, bringing it to his mouth to lick the juices it collected, giving him a preview of your taste. "so sweet for me, just how i like it," he smirks at your lips swollen and slicked with a mixture of your saliva and his precum, gently rubbing his thumb over it to gather the substance and stick it back in your mouth. your expression is fucked out as you ease into sucking his thumb, swirling your tongue around it.

"mmm....such a good girl for me baby, making me feel good with your mouth, makes me wanna return the favor," he soothes before leaning in to press his lips on yours while he lays you down on your back. bringing your hands behind his head to massage his undercut, you feel his teeth lightly lap at your bottom lip biting it, forcing you to yelp a bit and open your mouth, to which he enters with his tongue. he swirls it against yours massaging and lapping at each others spit before you retreat for air. your chest heaves up and down as you try to catch your breath, beaming at your boyfriend with a sultry look.

gojo glances at your disheveled appearance, licking his lips at how beautiful you looked. he goes in on you lapping his tongue at your skin as he goes down from your neck, to your collarbones, to your chest - making sure to provide every single part of your body attention. tongue grazing across your barely covered tits, he pulls down the excuse you call a bra, exposing your hardening nipples to the cold air.

"'s-satoru..ah-" you squealed as he immediately took in a nipple in his mouth. alternating - he sucked and bit down at one while rubbing and pinching the other. he grasped both mounds with his strong hands and pushed them together while sucking and bruising the fat of your skin with dark hues of purple. "could never get tired of your beautiful tits baby."

he continues trailing his tongue down south, eventually reaching your heat burying his face between your legs. "s-so wet for you 'toru, want your dick in me already...ngh- please," you moaned while he wet the patch of fabric covering your clean pussy.

"as sexy as you look in this set baby, you look a million times better with nothing on." gojo gives your protected clit a good suck before pulling your thong to the side revealing you flawless looking pussy. "'m not putting my dick in you without tasting you first mama. your cunts askin' for me so politely shes leaking," his fingers slide up and down your bare slit rubbing your leaked juices all over before putting his index and middle finger in.

"you tryin' to show you miss me? your slutty little pussy's so wet i was able to slip in two fingers princess," he groans placing sensual kisses on your thighs scissoring his fingers deep in your pussy at a slow pace. "AH- SATORU," you squeak feeling him replace his fingers with his tongue as you run your hands through his scalp.

he works his way with your pussy sloppily sucking at your clit. pampering your bead with a few more sucks, his tongue glides down your labia drawing circles on your outer sex. gojo's been addicted to the sweet taste of your pussy, but after a month without your flavor, his mouth drools while lapping up your juices and fucking your cunt with his tongue.

"oh my fucking god b-baby...ngh fuck...feels so fucking good- yes..YES...AH- d-daddy i-i-" you're a fucking mess, pathetically grinding your pussy lips on his tongue while he keeps going. "you what, hm? use your words with me baby girl. i won't know unless you tell me," he teases watching you get drunk on the pleasure of his mouth.

"n-needa cum...p-please i-i need to cum..UGH N-NO-" you cry out in frustration at the loss of his tongue. "s'bout time i put my dick in you right?"

he rubs the tip of his cock along the wetness of your folds, making sure to add pressure every time it glazes over your clit. as he positioned his tip at your entrance he pistons his full length in, causing you to squirt. "AHH- NGHH- SATORU MMFPH-" he shuts you up with a kiss, tasting yourself on his lips. "goddammit mama, squirting on my dick with one thrust? i just started haha," he teases you with a chuckle.

driving his hips into you, gojo continues to sink his length into your overstimulated hole. your moans continue to get louder and louder, thrust after thrust. "how is it you're still so tight? i've fucked this pussy over a hundred times yet you're as tight as you were when you were a virgin nghhh- princess," you were too cockdrunk to listen to what he was talking about, high off of the immense feeling his dick was giving, splitting you open. "be-cause I h-haven't felt your- Ah -dick f-fuck me in a mo-month SHIT." you could tell he was close as the rhythm of his thrusts began to get sloppier.

"c-could feel your dick pulsing in me daddy--you cummin' soon?" you arched your back as he took a hold of your tits plunging his cock in deeper and harder that you can feel his balls heavily slap with each thrust he was giving. "hell yeah baby, nGhH... gonna cum where do you want-"

"inside my fucking pussy satoru, wanna be stuffed with your cum." he cums hard, shooting his thick load into your pussy. you continue feeling his throbbing shaft force its way deeper.

you look up at him smiling at his satisfaction feeling his cum leak out of you, cerulean orbs looking down at you as he takes in deep breaths chuckling and picking you up, dick still lunged into you while you wrapped your arms around his neck.

"we showerin yet? h-hey w-wa-wait baby AH-" you felt your back come in contact with the wall, giving you goosebumps at its coldness. adjusting just a bit, gojo positioned your legs over his shoulders. you were taken by surprise as he kept thrusting into you while carrying you.

"sorry babe you said you wanted to be stuffed, so m'fucking my cum back into you," he smirks wickedly as you babble his name constantly all while feeling his throbbing shaft force its way deeper. strong arms pulling you closer to his nudeness his pace gets a little faster, penetrating your g-spot as your walls clamp down on his girth.

"fuck me harder---deeperdeeperdeeperplease....you're fucking me so good daddy....nghh-" gojo doesn't fail to listen to your whining and does as he's told.

"haa, baby you gotta filthy little mouth, but s'not as filthy as your tight little pussy sucking my whole dick in with my cum. might make you a mommy after this, think you can take another load?" furrowing his eyebrows he chuckles in your ear, voice all raspy. for a split second, the idea of you being pregnant with his baby flooded his mind.

though you're being fucked like a slut, the thought of carrying satoru gojos baby stuck in your head for a short while. a baby boy/girl with white hair and cerulean blue eyes that resembled him exactly, didn't sound like a bad idea at all.

"yesyesyesyes breed me with your cum. wanna carry your baby satoru!" you both climaxed as you felt another thick load rut inside your cunt while you squirted for the second time.

he portrayed his strength, still carrying you as he guided both bodies to lay down on the bed. with both arms still wrapped around his neck, it took a moment for the both of you to come down from your high heavily breathing. gojo winced of slight overstimulation pulling out of your pussy. your juices ran down your messy cunt and he took notice at the fat glob of his cum also running down, to which he took two fingers to scoop it and rub it all over your folds, eventually stuffing whatever was left back inside you causing you to moan loud.

his forehead touching yours, he brings you into a soft gentle kiss. "i think that was the best color on you baby," he smiled against your lips.

"glad you think so too, daddy," you chuckled with a teasing tone. "did you like being called mama?" he asked pulling you into and embrace. you buried your face into his slightly moist chest nodding and muffling an exhausted 'mhm,' you hear him snicker before he kisses the top of your head. "you're definitely going to become a mommy, princess."

"what makes you say that hm?" you lazily smile at him. "you said bought 9 other colors of the same set, no?"

you slowly pull away from him while raising an eyebrow. "yeah... i did...why-"

"show them to me."

𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 ≧◡≦

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misschanadlerbong · 1 year

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Tangled Up

A/N: This was supposed to be uploaded yesterday but I am a lazy writer lol. So pretend like this is a little something from me to all of you for V-Day. Also, this is my first FRIENDS fiction and really did not see many Chandler fics so here it is. Honest feedback is welcomed :)

Summary: You just moved to Paris for work and one day bumps into your high school best friend Chandler. Seeing him desperately in search of a place to stay, you invite him to stay with you. You were already in a relationship but would the entry of your best friend change anything for you?

Pairing: Bi-sexual!Chandler Bing x fem!Reader

Genre: F.R.I.E.N.D.S!AU, Chandler!AU, angst, fluff, suggestive

Warnings: Swear words, mentions of sex, make-out, mention of alcohol, insecurity.

Word Limit: 2.5k

You were a woman in her late twenties who recently moved to the most beautiful city in the world, Paris. What could be more exciting to work for Gucci in the fashion capital itself? It had been a couple of months since you moved here, and Paris was nothing like your hometown Normandy. Sure both places were part of the territory of France but Paris was the city. Everything was fancy, different, and difficult.

Slowly and steadily, you were getting the hang of the big overwhelmingly serene city and one day you decided to explore a new restaurant that gave a perfect view of the river Seine while having your meal peacefully, You ordered yourself a bottle of white wine and chef’s special.

A familiar face approached your table with your wine, “Chandler?”

“Y/N?” he questioned.

The man was Chandler. Chandler Bing. He was one of your best friends from high school and you guys have not been in touch for the past six or some years.

“What are you doing here?” you asked.

“Umm, working.”

“I mean here in Paris?”

“I could ask you the same question Y/N,” you were confused at this attitude of his. But it was also true that Chandler could never answer any questions straight, this was him being classic Chandler.

“I work here, at Gucci. Isn’t that amazing? You tell me! I thought you were aspiring for uh… not a waiter I guess?”

He looked down at the floor in embarrassment and said, “I came here in Paris to get a new shot at life, I still am figuring out life.”

You asked him to join you at the table and you both started talking about the good old days when the only thing you had to worry about was school and stuff but now there are endless bills, a job, rent, appraisal, etc. You exclaimed, “I am surprised you still remember me.”

“Of course, I do, we were best friends. How can’t I?”

You sipped your wine and said “Well, because you were popular and certainly did not care about introverts like me. I mean we hung out a couple of times but still, you only talked to me when you had to copy notes or when you broke up with your girlfriends or boyfriends.”

Chandler chuckled awkwardly “and look where am I being popular and look at you! Having a real job in Paris and a decent place to live. Being popular couldn’t even get me a comfortable place to live.”

Even though you guys didn’t talk in a long time, he was your friend and you impulsively asked him to live with you as your roommate. It would be nice to have someone live with you in an unknown city who can also cook for you and crack you up with his witty jokes.

You put the offer in front of Chandler, and he was surprised as if you asked him for his kidney.

“Really? Would you be able to handle me as your roommate?”

“Handle you? What do you mean? What could you possibly do?” you questioned raising an eyebrow at him.

“Would you be able to keep your hands off your insanely hot roommate? Isn’t that against the rule or something?”

You scoffed, “Hot? You? Don’t think so highly of yourself Mr. Chandler Bing.”

You both chuckled and enjoyed a nostalgic meal by the river. Since then, Chandler was living with you, and it was blissful to have him back in your life.

One evening you came back home tired and all you wanted to do was relax on the couch, watch your favorite show, and eat something sugary. You opened the door and saw Chandler making out with an unfamiliar girl on the couch. As soon as you saw them you yelled “What the fuck Chandler?” and poor Chandler scared of you threw the girl off himself and she fell on the floor. Chandler quickly puts his shirt on while walking the girl out of the apartment.

“I am so sorry Y/N, by the way, this is Janice.”

The girl laughs in the most annoying way you have ever imagined and stretched her arm to introduce herself. You shake her hand and say “Bonsoir stranger, get out of my house. Au revoir.”

“Why is she so cold?” asked Janice while walking out of the door.

“I’ll explain it to you later baby, bye see you!” said Chandler.

“I told you not to bring girls over when I want the place to myself. And on the couch? Seriously? You have a room,” you complain.

“I could bring guys over if you want. I bet you’ll like that.” He winked at you smiling to himself. You groan at his response and go to your room slamming the door shut.

After a while, there’s a knock at your bedroom door, you open it and to your surprise see Chandler with hot sizzling brownies out right from the oven. You settled yourself in your bed with the brownies breaking the ‘no food in bed’ rule.

Chandler stands in front of you apologetically and says, “I am sorry, it won’t happen again.”

“No, it’s okay, I overreacted. I am PMS’ing and at work, I got yelled at by my boss. She doesn’t seem to like any of my ideas, and she even scolded me in front of my other colleagues.”

“I am sorry to hear that, but you are Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. You show her that you are better than any of the other employees because I know you are, and I hope the brownies help with your PMS.”

He gently kissed the temple of your head and started walking out of your room. You ask him with a mouth full of brownies “Aren’t you gonna have these?”

“Nah I had a couple while baking. Do you need anything else? I am leaving for Janice’s place.” He asked before shutting your door.

You gave him a look and said “No, have fun!”

“Sure will!” he replied through the other side of the door.

On a lazy Sunday evening, you hopped on the couch where Chandler was watching television and put your head on his lap staring at the ceiling you shot a question at him casually, “Any plans for V-Day?”

“Nothing, why?” he replied.

You sat up straight to face and said, “Nah, I just wanted to know if you are doing anything because I am.”

“Going on a date? With me?” he smirked.

“Oh, you wish Chandler Bing.” You rolled your eyes and continued “of course, I am going on a date, with my boyfriend,” emphasizing the last phrase of the sentence.

“You have another man in your life that I didn’t know of?” he exclaimed.

“Okay drama queen, easy there. His name is Antoine, and you didn’t know because I was just looking for a fling but things serious and he asked me out on a real date. Additionally, I wanted to let you know that you can have the place all to yourself in case you want to invite any special somebody as I will be staying the night at his place.”

Chandler gave you a look from the side of his eyes and you just simply smiled.

Valentine’s Day finally arrived, not that you were a big fan of this day but you were in the city of love and you wanted to consume every square inch of love this city could give you. This was your first Valentine's Day in a city like Paris and you were genuinely excited. You wore a red bodycon satin dress revealing your sexy cleavage. You were feeling confident about your look and were deciding upon what shoes to wear until you heard a knock on the door.

“Who’s there, Chan?” you shouted from your bedroom.

Chandler opened the door and replied “A man with flowers” with a look of confusion on his face.

You came out of your bedroom looking chic and approached the man, both of them were startled to see you.

“Wow” exclaimed Chandler in awe under his breath.

Antoine became very conscious of Chandler’s reaction and looked at Chandler with apprehension. The air in the room was awkward but you turned it around by distracting your date giving him a peck on his lips and greeting him “Happy Valentine’s Day baby”

He kissed the back of your hand like a gentleman and gave you flowers. While you were putting the flowers in water the men introduced themselves to each other.

Chandler stretched out his arm saying “Hi, I am Chandler. I make jokes when I am uncomfortable.”

Antoine shook his hand and said “Bonjour! Chandler, what an unusual name.”

Chandler smiled at his response and added “Antoine what a usual name to find in Paris.”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his sassy answer. That was your best friend Chandler who will not be embarrassed by anyone even if it meant putting your relationship at stake.

The introduction of your boyfriend to your roommate was not smooth and easy as you hoped for, but you did not want anything to ruin your romantic date.

You were in Antoine’s car as he has driving he held your hand with his free hand. The night was bright, and the city lights were gleaming with the glow of love in the air. You could see lovely couples walking sideways off the road holding hands and spending time with their loved ones. It was a sweet evening.

Out of the blue Antoine asked a question, “Why didn’t you tell me you had a roommate?” You could hear insecurity in his words. You dodged the question by saying “Today’s our day honey, let’s not talk about him tonight.”

Since that day, you three use to hang out together. Though Antoine questioned a couple of times about Chandler and your relationship and insisted you stay with him instead. But you always use to change the topic because no one could have that much control over your decisions. You were the one in charge.

One night Antoine was staying over for the night and you both were just talking about random stuff staring at the ceiling and holding hands.

Out of nowhere, Antoine asked a question in a serious tone “So, who’s the better lover? Chandler or me?”

You were surprised to hear that and could not understand where all this coming was from.

“I mean there is no chance that you guys haven’t slept together ever, I could the way he looks at you and the way you change when you are around him.”

You sit up straight and in an irritated voice ask him “Where is all this coming from? How could you even say that?”

You both got out of bed and started arguing and yelling at each other. You did not even know how from one thing you came to a completely different topic. Whilst fighting you both reached the living room and Chandler came out of his room hearing your voices.

You did not expect to see him tonight as he told you he was working late. You felt bad fighting in front of him and wanted to take the argument somewhere private.

“What’s happening, guys? Is everything all right Y/N?” he asked with a concerned look on his face.

“Antoine let’s talk inside our room and Chandler is it nothing just a normal couple argument, you can sleep.” You suggested.

Antoine interrupted “No no no, you stay right here, it is all happening because of you. So, tell me how’s it going huh?”

Chandler still could not understand anything and asked, “How’s what going?”

“You fucking my girlfriend” yelled Antoine.

“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” questioned Chandler.

“Antoine for god’s sake stop accusing my best friend like that. Mind your tone!” you shouted.

Antoine starts coming at you in a rage and yelling at you. Chandler did not like the way he was talking to you so he comes in between defending you putting Antoine at a distance. Furious Antoine tries to punch Chandler out of his way and they start getting physical. Antoine was attempting another punch at Chandler until you yelled at both of them.

“Get out of my house right now, Antoine,” you demanded “No one gave you the right to talk about Chandler this way. You are such a manipulative, possessive, and insecure person. Get out right now, it’s over!”

Those words came out of your mouth in so much anger that you could not even realize what you were saying. Antoine grabbed his things and walked out of the apartment slamming the door hard.

“Y/N, are you okay?”

You ignore him and go into your room. Chandler stood in the middle of the living room thinking about whether to go in your room to comfort you or not. He decides on the former and knocks on your door and as he comes inside he finds you sobbing.

“I am so sorry Y/N, I know it’s my fault. I was hanging out way too much with you guys. I can understand why he feels what he feels. I will talk to him first thing in the morning and will move out.”

You hold his wrist and say “don’t you see what’s happening? It’s not your fault. Since high school, it had always been you. You came back into my life and so did my buried feelings for you. It changed everything.”

“You like me?” questions Chandler in shock.

“Of course, you dumbass.”

“How come you never said anything to me before?”

“I was afraid about the way you would react, and I did not want to ruin our friendship. What if I scared you off?”

Chandler gently wipes off your tears and hugs you “I would have never judged you. Out of all the girls or boys you were different Y/N. I was naturally attracted to you…I still am.”

Your heart skipped a beat hearing those words. You look deep into Chandler’s eyes and have long eye contact until Chandler hesitantly initiates a kiss. That night a stupid, sarcastic, and clumsy best friend turned into an insanely hot roommate whom you could not resist. You instantly gave in and started kissing him back with equal passion and hunger.

The night turned into the best sex you have ever had in your entire lifetime. It was gentle yet passionate and you could feel a connection that you have never experienced before.

The sun poured through your window, and another day had dawned in your life bringing new hopes and aspirations in your life. As you open your blurry eyes from sleep you find Chandler gazing at you.

“Argh you are watching me sleep, it’s so creepy.”

“I don’t care, you look so adorable while sleeping.” He cupped your cheeks and planted a sweet kiss on your lips.

“I…” you were cut off by the doorbell and you wondered who could be there at your door this early in the morning.

“I got it” suggested Chandler and realizing he is naked jumped back into the bed.

You chuckled and put on your night robe while tossing him his clothes. You go and open the door and see Antoine standing in front of you with your favorite flowers meanwhile when you were processing your thoughts, Chandler comes from behind shirtless asking “Who’s there sweetheart?”

Chandler freezes at his position on seeing your ex-boyfriend at the door and it follows a pin-drop silence between the three of you.

A/N: oh my god, that is some serious mess. What do you guys think would happen now? tagging @mrstaylorswift because she loves friends as much as I do <3

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truth untold

pairing: sim jaeyun x fem!reader

summary: growing up, you had an overprotective brother to be your surveillance. he constantly tells every guy you've liked off but what happens when you fell in love with his best friend?

no.of words: 7.5K (yes this is the reason why it took so long)

warning: tons of cursing, one part makeout and umm it's a little spicy so i'd say a little suggestive. i'm sorry but i had to because jake is hot. edit: okay after rereading it. there are tons of kissing scene and tons of me thirsting over jake. not much angst really. just one part. sexual jokes because why not.

NOTE: this is actually a request by an anon. i decided to turn it into actual fic because the concept of brother's best friend has always been one of my favourite. so yeah, hope you enjoyed this! oh and this is just a oneshot. there is no part 2!

you never thought you’d be pinned to the bedroom door by your brother’s best friend but here you were. his adorable doe eyes staring into yours, his lips parted and nose extremely close to yours.

“i-i.” he manages to stutter out. you could tell he was really flustered. like he didn’t mean to be in this situation. after all, you were off-limits.

now let’s not get ahead of ourselves, how did you get into this situation in the first place?

well let’s fully explain in depth who this “brother’s best friend” is and why he was even here in the first place.

sim jaeyun or as he goes by preferably, jake. he was your older brother’s best friend. he was a year older than you. well, he was a few months older than you since he was born during the later parts of the year but he never lets it die down that he was still considered a year older than you.

jay, your dear older brother, became friends with him at the ripe age of 13. jay was sort of a little too overprotective at times with you, especially around his friends. you see, jay had many friends at 13 years old, he was quite popular but the friends that stuck the most with him was mainly sunghoon and heeseung. they of course quickly accepted jake into the friend group after he proved he was worthy of being considered one of jay’s closest friends.

so the first time you ever met with the puppy-like boy was when you were 12. you had just came back from your extra classes. you were tired and so you threw your bag onto the kitchen counter and searched for your tub of ice cream. you heard rustling from behind you but you thought nothing of it since you thought it was just your older brother.

so when you heard another voice other than your brother’s you turned around with an ice cream filled mouth. you held a spoon up ready to take another bite out of the tub of ice cream.

“(name)! show some manners and why are you eating ice cream? you haven’t even had dinner!” jay scolds you. you stared at the unknown boy beside jay. he was good looking, kinda cute too, definitely your type…

“this is jake, my new friend.” jay says as he notices your curious eyes inspecting his friend.

“hi.” you managed to squeak out. thankfully, you didn’t stutter or else jay would surely be suspicious of your tone of voice.

“hi.” jake answers back. he was adorable but he was even more adorable when his stupid plump lips adorned a smile. god, you were already smitten.

“the other boys are coming over, you better not come down here. we are conquering the tv for some games and movies.” jay warns.

“what? come on, jay. you can’t be serious, i wanna watch tv too!” you folded your arms. jay rolls his eyes.

“sorry but it’s my turn today.” he sticks out his tongue. you huffed. jake could only smile a little at the both of you.

this was not the last time you saw sim jaeyun. since the boy was only a year older than you, your schedules frequently lined up but that meant you’d see your brother too and well you see…

jay has this big thing of always mentioning you were off-limits to any guy you came across, this was also an unspoken rule to his friends because why would you want to date your best friend’s younger sister? that’s a no for the bro code.

the last time you ever crushed on a guy (besides crushing on jake but jay doesn’t need to know that), the guy was terrifyingly interrogated by your older brother and his best friends. ah right, jay having friends also meant that you would also have 3 other older brothers. the poor guy that you liked apparently apologised for having a crush on you and never spoke to you ever again. that was how terrifying jay was as an older brother.

this was also another reason as to why you did not mention you liked jake. you wanted to spare him from the scary older brother talk. the fact that they were best friends does not help, what if jay starts to hate jake because you liked him. you did not want to ruin their friendship just for your own happiness.

now you were turning 18, sure these past few years of knowing the boys was interesting but it still kinda made you sad that your interactions with them were limited because of jay’s unspoken rule. over the past years of knowing sunghoon and heeseung (who were also your childhood friends), they never really hugged you. if they did, they would get side eyed by jay. it was really a pity.

ah but let’s not forget how controlling jay was with your outfit, if you wanted to go out, you’d have to wear something decent. you weren’t allowed to even show much skin. not even your parents were this conservative, they let you do as you please because they wanted you to learn how to take care of yourself and be independent.

but with jay controlling everything, you were forced to keep your mouth shut and listen to what he says. hence, you weren’t allowed to be even in the same room as the boys. as mentioned before, you were 18. nothing much has changed. jay was still controlling as per usual but since jay and his friends have garnered quite the attention from the whole school for being good looking, they started to throw parties.

sometimes, the parties were held at sunghoon’s house but most of the times since your parents were out, the parties were held at your home. today was no different.

“(name), please stay in your room. we are throwing a party.” jay mentions as he tossed his soccer jersey into the laundry basket. he pushes it into the garage and shuts the door close. they were getting ready for the party.

“can i join? i mean i’m bored and i have nothing to do.” you fold your arms.

“yeah jay, (name) should join. after all, she is legal now. take it as a ‘she’s finally legal’ party.” sunghoon says as he taps away on the controller trying to beat heeseung. jay rolls his eyes.

“no.”

“oh come on, jay. why can’t she join. she deserves to have fun, you know.” sunghoon says.

“she’s too young. moreover, there are tons of disgusting senior guys who may be drunk and will try to hit on her.”

“honestly, why are you gatekeeping her from getting a boyfriend. she’s 18. she’s only a year younger than us.” heeseung adds.

“are you hearing yourself? you know how guys our age are. you know they will try to get into her pants.” jay says.

“so? what’s wrong with me loosing my virginity to a random hookup?” you say. jay turns to look over at you.

“(name), i don’t want you to loose your damn virginity to some possible fuckboy.”

“then what about you? you popped your cherry when you were 16.” you fold your arms.

“that’s different, (name).”

“how is that different? it happened during a school camp with a cheerleader. how is that any better? you still threw her to the side like some chess piece.”

“okay okay, i think it's best if we stop this. the party is starting in an hour’s time and we still need to buy the possible snacks and maybe some booze?” jake says. jay rolls his eyes, jake was right they still have not bought snacks for their last minute impromptu party.

although, it was fine to have no snack at the party, they still needed alcohol. you see, jay’s parties are usually the most extravagant and most drunken filled teen party you’d ever go. it’s practically a must to get drunk at jay’s parties. moreover, tons of girls would certainly come over to visit the boys since they are the hot topic.

“fine, heeseung hyung will go buy the beer. sunghoon, you are with me on snack duty. jake..” he eyes jake. “you stay with my sister to prevent her from doing anything stupid.” jay says.

“what? i’m not a baby! i can take care of myself!” you grumbled.

“you are still my baby sister so one of us has to stay to watch over you.” jay points his finger at jake, “and you, you better not try anything funny with (name). if i catch you fooling around with her so help me i will-”

“chop my dick off. got it. i’ve heard your ‘overprotective’ brother talk a bunch of times.” jake finishes jay’s words. “you can trust me bud, i won’t do anything funny with your little sister. besides, you know i don’t like her like that.”

you felt your stomach drop, did jake just indirectly reject you? who knew it would hurt so much? you knew this would happen but hearing it directly from jake? you certainly did not feel great.

“hey, umm. sorry, i need to run to the restroom.” you say before going upstairs. you shut the bathroom door closed and crouched down on the floor. those words jake said kept repeating in your head. tears falling quickly.

“i knew this would happen but why does it hurt so bad.” you sighed. you sniffled. a knock was heard.

“hey (name), are you okay in there? i umm heard sniffling.” jake says.

you looked yourself in the mirror, your eyes were bloodshot, the eyeliner and mascara that you put on to make yourself look presentable to jake was ruined. why do you even bother trying? you did this for jake, someone who isn’t even allowed to be in a room alone with you.

you opened the door and faced jake.

“hey-wait why are you crying?” jake panics. what happened to you in there? he checks up on you to see if you got hurt. he was so caring that it actually hurt you. your heart breaks.

“i hate you.” you whisper. jake stops and looks straight in your eyes. you looked directly into his eyes.

“what?” he says. it’s like you could tell in his eyes, he was hurt by your words. you wanted to walk past him and go to your bedroom but he holds you back.

“what do you mean (name)? why do you hate me?”

“it means exactly that, jake.” you had to put a wall between you and jake, before it’s too late.

“i know you don’t mean it (name). tell me what’s wrong.”

“you don’t deserve to know what’s going on with me. after all, you are just my brother’s best friend.”

“yeah, i am but you’re like my little sister. i deserve to know what’s going on so i can help.” you laughed at jake’s words.

“of course, just a little sister to you.” you held in your tears and looked into his eyes. “was there ever a time where i was more than a sister to you? was there ever a time, where you ever look at me and treat me like a proper woman?” you pried your wrist off from jake’s grip.

you shut your bedroom door and memories from 2 years ago came flooding in.

it was summer, your family decided to rent out a cabin in the middle of the woods just for a simple holiday. jay decided it was best to bring the 3 boys over for fun. honestly, it was the best decision as it was one holiday you’d never forget.

because…jake almost kissed you.

“woahhhh, dad, this cabin is so cool.” jay gawks at the cabin’s interior. your dad and mom chuckled.

“well it better have been or else our guests wouldn’t have too much fun.” your dad mentions.

“mr.park, it’s really okay. thank you for inviting us.” heeseung says. he nudges sunghoon and jake.

“right, thank you mr.park.” jake adds. your dad smiles.

“well, there are rooms to be picked out. why don’t you kids go choose a room. your mom and i will settle with any room that is leftover.”

with that, jay shoves his friends and went running to choose his bedroom. sunghoon running after him whilst heeseung just shakes his head and walks over slowly.

“jaeyun, what about you?” your mom asks.

“i don’t mind any room.” he turns to you, “why don’t you pick out a room (name)?” you were flustered to have jake’s gaze over at you.

“umm, thanks. i’ll pick a room.” you rolled your luggage down the hallway. you could hear sunghoon and jay fighting for a room. heeseung had already chosen a room and so he was unpacking. you looked around for a room and found one that had the most perfect view of the lake.

it was accompanied by a small balcony with two chairs and a small table. the room itself wasn’t that big and honestly, you were sure it was smaller than the other rooms but you didn’t care about that. the bed was already a good size for you and it had a view you loved.

since you had arrived at the cabin with your parents a little late, the sun was starting to set. you placed your backpack down and rolled your luggage to a safe spot. you walked over to the balcony and sighed in content, not forgetting to snap a photo of the sunset which loomed over the lake.

“i see you’ve chosen your room.” jake says as he leans on the doorframe. you turned to the boy and smiled.

“the view is spectacular, come over here.” you gestured for jake to come over. he chuckled and went over to the balcony. you looked at jake to observe his reaction.

“you’re right, it’s really pretty.” yeah…really pretty. god, why did jake have to be so good looking. “can i come over to your room later? i wanna hang out with you later.”

you tilt your head, “but jay will say something.”

“then i’ll come over when he is dead asleep.” jake smiles. you smiled too.

your dad had gathered some firewood and threw them into the fireplace. it was really domestic and you enjoyed your time. however, you were more excited to have jake over in your bedroom after jay had fallen asleep. jake usually wasn’t a daredevil and would obey jay’s overprotective brother protocol but there were times where he would sneak in to hang out with you for a bit.

those were rare times, like currently. after jay had knocked out cold due to the extremely delicious steak your dad grilled. the boys simply kept talking about how they should hit the gym after this trip but for now, they would eat anything your dad had showed up with.

jake knocks on your bedroom door and pops his head in to check up on you. you were busy reading the book you brought from home. you looked up at the boy and smiled a little.

“come in.” you say. jake enters your room and shuts the door quietly. he stretches and you accidentally spot his toned stomach, you quickly looked away, feeling shy already. both you and jake settled on the chairs by the balcony.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says. you laughed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?”

“yeah but they are always the classics.” jake adds. you nod.

the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake. it was quiet between the both of you. a lingering tension filled the air and you could’ve sworn, jake was a distance away from you. when did he get so close?

he only leans closer, your heart beating quickly. was he going to kiss you? you shut your eyes and waited for his lips to meet yours. jake’s eyes were shut too so he surely wanted the kiss as well. it never came though because just as your lips were barely grazing jake’s, you heard someone shouting and opening your bedroom door quickly.

“(name), there is a large cockroach in my room. PLEASE HELP ME.” jay says. jake quickly hides behind the small wall so jay does not suspecting anything. you looked at jake discreetly, his eyes were widened. you could tell he was terrified to get caught by jay.

“i thought you were asleep?” you say.

“yeah, i was. before i stirred in my sleep and heard some weird buzzing flying noise in the bedroom. guess, what? it’s a motherfucking flying cockroach.”

“and you want me to go.” you fold your arms.

“you’ve killed a lizard before. cockroaches are equally the same. they are still weird disgusting creatures.”

“why didn’t you ask the boys?”

“well, sunghoon is dead asleep and i might get murdered if i wake him up. heeseung is on a call with his ‘soon-to-be-girlfriend’ so i rather not hear all the mushy shit he says. as for jake, i have no idea where that idiot went to. maybe he is busy fishing at night or being mauled by a bear. who knows, you know he always walks away randomly and does his ‘i am different from everyone else’ stance every time, right?” you glanced at jake again, he was scowling at jay.

“uhh yeah.” you sighed, “just show me where the cockroach is. you’re lucky i packed a cockroach spray knowing there may or may not be cockroaches.” you say.

“thank you, baby sis. follow me.” jay leads you to his bedroom. as jay walks first, you looked at jake and gestured for him to get out after you. he nods.

the next morning, at the dining table. you and jake sent each other weird glances and it seems like sunghoon and heeseung was the only one that caught on. they both message you in this groupchat you had without jay (because the boys still think they deserve to interact with you).

- heeseung: what’s up with the both of you?

- sunghoon: yeah, what happened?

- jake: nothing that you should know. me and (name) just hanged out last night.

- you: yeah, that’s all.

- sunghoon: dude, that’s unfair. i wanna hang out with (name) too :(

- heeseung: yeah :(

- jake: too bad :P

you looked up at jake and smiled. he smiles back when jay faces away from the both of you.

“alright kids, how does handmade pancake sound like?” your dad says.

back to the present, you grabbed the picture frame that was in your bedroom. it was a picture of you, jay, sunghoon, heeseung, jake and your parents. you had a swimming competition that time and you won a silver medal. sure, it wasn’t a gold but you cherished it since you were with your loved ones.

jay didn’t know but jake’s arms were around your shoulder in the picture. he was smiling brightly. you smiled weakly as you stared at the picture. however, you knew in the picture, you were not the reason why he was smiling brightly. the photographer at the time was jake’s crush and so he was probably smiling brightly at her and not because he was happy you won a medal.

you sighed. every memory you had with jake was always about your longing desire to date him. to hold him close and never let him go but he was never yours from the start. not when your brother shielded you from him. you heard a knock at your bedroom door, followed by a voice.

“(name), i don’t know what’s the reason for you to hate me but i’m sorry. for everything or anything i’ve done.” jake says. your heart aches, jake did not deserve to say sorry to you. you should be the one apologising to yourself for hurting yourself and falling in love with someone you can’t have.

you went to open the door and hugged jake. he stays frozen but wraps his arms around you. you cried again.

“i’m sorry.” you cried out. jake holds you close before patting your head and running his hands down your back.

“you did nothing wrong, it’s not your fault.” he says, despite not knowing why you were crying in the first place.

“no, you don’t understand jake. it’s my fault. everything up till now is my fault.” you say. jake holds you at arm’s length.

“what do you mean (name)?”

“i was never meant to fall for you and yet i did. this is my fault.” you confessed. jake stares at you wide eyed.

“(name), i-”

“no, jake. i shouldn’t have told you.” you hear the front door open and chattering downstairs. “you should go, i can’t go to the party anyways.” you say as you walked back into your room and shut the door. jake sighs.

“fuck, what do i do?” he groans into his hands. jake goes over to help his 3 friends. jay easily notices something is up with jake. he pats his best friend’s back.

“what’s up?” jay says.

“nothing much.” jake answers.

“you look…stressed. chill out bud, there will be tons of girls at the party and you can fuck around with them. get your mind off things.” jay explains.

“yeah, you’re right.” jake says. jay chuckles.

“i’m always right.” jay smirks. sunghoon smacks the back of jay’s head.

“wrong. i’m always right.” sunghoon adds.

“asshole, i was trying to comfort our friend.” jay rolls his eyes.

“alright, enough. jay, aren’t you going to change into something snazzy to entertain the girls?” heeseung says.

“you know it. oh and whoever rings the doorbell, let them in by the way. i’ll go take a long shower and get ready.” jay winks. heeseung gags, pretending to hate the wink jay threw at his friends.

now it was heeseung and sunghoon’s turn to question their friend’s behaviour. they turned to look at jake with concern.

“what happened?” heeseung asks

“something with (name), we assume.” sunghoon says.

“she likes me.” jake says. sunghoon and heeseung gasp.

“dude, that’s great.” they pat his back. excited that his friend has a girl crushing on him.

“of course, it’s great. if her fucking brother wasn’t jay. you know, he’d kill me if he finds out about me fooling around with her. you remember what he said before. he’d chop my dick off and i don’t want (name) to get in trouble too.”

“that’s true but jay has no right to stop you or (name) to fall in love with each other. yeah, he is her brother, they are family but it is (name)’s choice to choose what’s right and wrong. she’s literally legal and a grown woman now. she’s definitely not the same girl me and heeseung grew up with.” sunghoon says.

“so?”

“so, what sunghoon is trying to say is…” heeseung pushes jake slightly towards the stairs, “go get your girl.”

“but jay’s in the shower-”

“shut it and go.” heeseung tells jake. jake huffs. he trudges up the stairs, he could hear the shower running and jay humming songs in there. his heart races. he sneaks past the bathroom and goes to your bedroom door.

he knocks on it lightly.

“jay, please not now. i’m busy!” he could hear your voice cracking. have you still been crying all this time. he sucks in a breath and opens your bedroom door. he shuts it and walks over to you.

“jake, what are you doing here? jay is here. you’ll get caught.” you say. jake only walks towards you more. you groaned and grabbed his hand.

“out.” you pulled him to your bedroom door but the next thing he does surprises you.

you were pinned to the door. his adorable doe eyes staring right into yours, it was widened along with his furrowed brows. his plump heart shaped lip were parted. as if he realised what he was doing was not intentional. he stutters a little.

“shit (name), i am so sorry. this was not supposed to happen.”

“really?”

“i don’t mind if this happen-fuck, i mean.” jake groans. you giggled. “sorry.”

“jake it’s fine. i mean, if it was unintentional, you would’ve moved back by now right?” you teased. jake blushes. he takes a deep breath.

“what if i meant it to happen?”

“then, it was intentional?”

“(name), i like you too.” jake confesses. you could hear your heart beating. was jake fooling with you?

“you’re not joking, are you?” you asked.

“you know i am a horrible liar so yes, i like you park (name) a-and i want you to be my girlfriend.” jake says. you wrapped your arms around jake’s neck.

“who could say no to you?” you kissed jake right on the lips. the same ones you have been dreaming of smooching since you could last remember. jake relaxes into the kiss, his hands making their way to your waist.

it gets pretty heated real quick though and you never thought it would but here you were making out with jake against your bedroom door. he slips his tongue past and you were drunk on the feeling. you hummed when jake continued to kiss you passionately, his hands going over to wrap one of your legs around his waist.

you heard a small knock but neither you or jake acknowledged it. both too drunk on the feeling of each other. jake’s lips left yours, he starts to litter a few kisses on your neck and you whimper a little. then a loud knock was heard which caused you and jake to jump at the noise.

“(name)? i’ve been calling you for the past minute. have you seen jake? he suddenly disappeared and sunghoon mentioned you were the last one to see him.” jay yells over the loud music. seems like the party has started.

both you and jake looked at each other. the both of you were in a mess, his hair was a little messed up since you pulled on it slightly while making out with him and as for you, your lips were slightly swollen. surely if jay were to enter your room now, he’d see this mess.

“i didn’t see him, sorry. maybe he went to buy some stuff because he forgot.” your voice sounded rougher than usual. jake bites his lips.

“weird, he usually texts the chat though. anyways, please don’t leave the room. the party is ongoing and i-”

“you don’t want me to mix around with the seniors. yes, jay i know.”

“alright, then goodnight.” jay says. you could hear his footsteps going further and further. you let out the unknown breath you were holding in.

“jake-” he kisses you again. “we shouldn’t-” he pecks your lips.

“you heard jay, babe. he said goodnight.”

“yeah but that’s because i’m just supposed to stay in my room until i fall asleep. you on the other hand have to get your ass down there or else jay will get suspicious!”

“i can always text him and say i went home when in fact i’m next to you in your bed, trying to put you to sleep.”

“jake!” you hit his arm. you hear another knock at the door.

“hey, you two okay in there? sorry, i mentioned you were the last person to see jake, (name). I forgot that you two were kinda talking to each other.” sunghoon says. you went to open the door. sunghoon pouts.

“it’s okay hoon, where is jay right now?”

“downstairs, he’s busy with some chick. she’ll probably occupy him for the rest of the night. you don’t have to worry.”

“alright, thanks.” sunghoon inspects the both of you.

“were you two…making out?” you looked at jake and then back at sunghoon.

“no.”

“we, umm. we kissed and i asked her to be my girlfriend.” jake says.

“oh, that’s great. good luck trying not to get caught by jay though. he as you know is really terrifying and overprotective.” sunghoon pats jake’s shoulder.

“I’ll try not to get my ass bitten.” jake says.

“you’d be into that though.” sunghoon jokes.

“park sunghoon!” you say.

“what, why are you defending your little boyfriend. would you like to watch his ass bitten by your brother. didn’t know you were into that (name).” sunghoon smirks.

“sunghoon, would you please shut the fuck up?” you say. he sticks his tongue out.

the next few weeks were hard. you had to sneak around with jake a lot and he would always send secret glances at you while jay wasn’t looking. it didn’t help at the fact that jake was always constantly so affectionate, i mean you weren’t complaining you liked this. however, with the existence of your brother…it made physical affection become the hardest part of your relationship. this unfortunately was what the boy had signed up for.

just like recently, where jay weirdly invited you to have a movie night with him and the boys. hah, kidding you invited yourself in by begging him. jay simply rolled his eyes and allowed you. you knew he loved you too much to push you away. that was the great part of being jay’s younger sister.

you were getting popcorn from the kitchen (homemade). the boys had ate everything so you were tasked by your dear brother to help fill the bowl with the extra ones in the kitchen. jake decides to sneak off and meet up with you in the kitchen. you were scooping the popcorn into the bowl when you felt arms wrapping you. the culprit nuzzles his head on your shoulder. you snickered.

“really babe?” you asked softly.

“i haven’t held you today and you know finals are soon.”

“yeah, that makes me realise. i need to study.” you say.

“can i join you in your room, baby?” you turned to face the puppy eyes your boyfriend was giving you. you playfully rolled your eyes.

“no, jaeyun. moreover, jay will realise that you are gone.” you hear footsteps trudging closer so you pushed jake away and he quickly pretends to look into the fridge. you continue to scoop up the popcorn.

“(name). you are taking too long on the popcorn. movies are boring without them.” jay huffs.

“yes, dear brother. at your service, i just finished scooping them up. just scoot your ass back to the couch.”

“they better be buttered up just nice-”

“yes, they are. you are the one who made them.” you deadpan.

“ah right.” jay looks at jake. “let’s go dude, you have been staring at the fridge for a long time.”

“sorry, i was looking for my drink but it seems like it’s not there.”

“oh, took the last can. sorry.” jay shrugs and goes on his way back to the living room. jake glares at where jay left off to.

“asshole.”

“i’ll buy you your drink. if that makes you feel better.” you say.

“thanks babe.” he whispers it loud enough for you to hear and blows you a kiss.

like previously mentioned, for the boys, as it was their senior year, they had finals before they graduated. you and jake unfortunately couldn’t meet much since he was busy studying. he obviously apologised through texts and you forgave him of course. when finals was officially over, your parents had surprised the boys with a deserved holiday trip to the cabins!

it made you think about the previous time at the cabins, the time when jake was about to kiss you. hmm, do you think he could actually kiss you for real this time? (though you were quite literally dating now)

you were packing your things. the boys had already packed and they decided it was a smart idea to have a sleepover. besides, your dad had already rented out a literal tiny bus for this trip. it was already sitting on the driveway. you were packing your things late at night since you couldn’t sleep.

“couldn’t sleep?” jake says upon entering your room. you turned to him and smiled. he pecks your lips.

“yeah, kinda have been debating on what to wear.”

“who are you trying to impress hmm?”

“you.” jake laughs.

“might i remind you that you are already the future mrs.sim.” he boops your nose. you scrunched your nose.

“well, mr.sim. I still wanna look good and maybe take some pictures so i’m not only trying to impress you.” jake hums. his eyes falls onto the picture frame. it was the swimming competition one.

“you know, i wasn’t staring at the photographer who took this photo.” jake says. you looked at him.

“you weren’t?”

“yeah, she was just my friend. she knows i like you so she teases me all the time. i have a different photo, she sent the one where she caught me shamelessly staring at you with loving eyes.”

“no way.” you didn’t believe him. he takes out his phone and scrolls around for the photo. pretty easy to find considering he has a locked folder solely dedicated to you ever since you two started dating.

“see?” he shows you the photo. it was true, jake was staring at you. you looked up at him.

“i meant it when i said i’ve loved you for the longest time. it’s just, i couldn’t confess because of your brother but…” he takes a hold of your hand. “we are here now. together as a couple.” he kisses your knuckles.

“babe.” you pout. jake pinches your cheeks and steals a short kiss from your pouting lips.

“we still have that kiss that we haven’t completed back at the cabin. wanna recreate what happened before your brother bursted into the door?” jake asks.

“you still remember what happened?”

“of course, it’s the day i nearly kissed you. one of the most memorable moments my 17 year old self could experience.”

you snort, “what? nearly kissing your best friend’s 16 year old sister?”

“hey, to be fair. you wanted it too. you leaned in too!” jake says.

“well babe, who wouldn’t want to kiss you? you were mr.hot guy back then.”

“and now i’m mr.taken.”

“yes, you are.” you pecked his lips.

the next morning, your mom makes breakfast. sunghoon walks into the dining area dead on the inside.

“what’s wrong, sweetie?” your mom says.

“i think i screwed up on my finals. what if i don’t go to the same college as you guys?” sunghoon pouts at his friends. your mom affectionately ruffles his hair.

“sunghoon, you are smartest boy i know. plus, you still have ice skating as a career. at least you did your best.”

“mom, am i the one smart too.” jay innocently says.

“oh, jay sweetie. i’m already thankful if you get into college.” your mom says. jay huffs. jake and heeseung laughing at him. you smiled.

“(name) sweetie, how is going along with the boyfriend hmm?” your mom suddenly says. your eyes widened. jay’s eyes too.

“mom, i don’t have a boyfriend.”

“sweetie, i see you constantly smiling on your phone.”

“yeah, i was watching something funny which is why. plus, it was late at night. you know i laugh quite loud.” you explained. your eyes met with jay’s. he was sneaking in small glares at you to get you to admit it.

it was about 12pm, your dad had placed everything needed in the compartment. for smaller bags, it can just be dumped into the back since there was more than enough seats for everyone.

“everyone ready?” your dad asks. you happily replied with ‘yes’.

with that, you set off. you were sitting in the back with the extra baggage. there was only one seat left next to you and you knew none of the boys would settle next to you. everyone was falling asleep or so you thought. jake makes his way to the seat next to you and you tilt your head at him. you checked if jay was asleep and he was. his head laid on sunghoon’s, how cute you thought.

jake holds your hand and squeezes it. you took out earphones.

“i missed you.” jake whispers. you smiled. “i also missed your lips on mine.”

“jake, we can get caught.”

“just one kiss.” jake gives you his best puppy eyes ever. god you were so weak for him. you sighed.

“fine.” jake leans in and kisses you. you thought he was going to cut it short but you were wrong. he holds you in place, a hand raising to your cheek as he tilts his head to deepen the kiss. it’s been a while since you and jake ever got this intimate so you missed this.

you pulled away only for jake to chase for your lips once again.

“babe, we can’t. not right now, okay?”

“just one more?” jake pleads.

“jaeyun.”

“(name).”

“we can’t makeout here. everyone is here.”

“then…later?” jake says.

“sure.”

“okay.” jake makes sure to steal one last peck before going back to his seat.

your dad finally pulls up to the cabin. he somehow managed to even reserve the same one from 2 years ago. everyone leaves the bus, they stretch and went over to help get the items from the compartment. even moving them into the cabin. you were helping your dad and you were the only one outside along with him.

“hey kiddo.”

“yeah dad?”

“i saw you and jake.” your eyes widened. right, your dad was driving obviously he would be able to witness whatever happened. he can’t sleep while he drove everyone to the cabin.

“dad i-”

“i’m not mad sweetie, don’t worry. i’ve always felt that you and jake should be together, even your mom agrees. she had a feeling, you liked him.”

“oh.”

“we know how your brother can get so we won’t say anything about this but just to let you know…we are proud of you.” you smiled.

“thanks dad.” your dad ruffles your hair.

“now, go choose your room.”

“yes, dad.”

you went into the cabin. it was almost the exact same, maybe they just changed up the furnitures and renovated it over the years since it was pretty old. it brought more nostalgic when jay and sunghoon went to fight for bedrooms.

“things never change.” heeseung says whilst shaking his head. he heads straight into the hallway with his luggage. you were left with jake and your parents.

“you don’t have to be uptight. i already know about you two.” your dad tells jake. he lets out breath and instantly goes to hold your hand.

“let’s go, mrs.sim?” jake says. you giggled.

“sure, mr.sim.” you retort back. both you and jake went over to the hallway. your mom watches over you two.

“they remind me of us in the past.”

“your brother wasn’t protective over you though.” your dad says.

“yeah but seeing them so in love reminded me of us.” your mom coos.

you chose the same room from 2 years ago. it still had that spectacular view. once again, you were shocked that none of the boys had chosen this room. they probably took the same rooms in the past. unless, of course, jay didn’t want his little visitor to appear again. you prayed that history did not repeat itself because you’d love to actually kiss jake, without the same incident happening again.

of course like back then, jay and others passed out after eating your dad’s steak. it was too good.

you did as you were previously doing back then, reading your book and being too engrossed in it forgetting jake was ever supposed to visit you in the first place. jake knocks on your door and he pops his head in just like back then. you giggled.

“can i come in?” jake asks.

“yes, you can.” you placed your book down on the bed and made your way over to jake. he shuts the door. you went to peck his lips but he stops you.

“this was not what happened.”

you whined, “are you seriously going to roleplay what happened back then?”

“it was romantic.”

“yeah, before jay interrupted us and you were almost caught.”

“he isn’t going to burst in again, babe. trust me.”

“are you sure?”

“yes.”

“fine.” you realised that meant you had to act shy around jake. you forgot you were ever like this ever since you agreed to be his girlfriend. “wait, that means i have to pretend to be how i was back then.”

“exactly.”

“but i was horrible back then.” you say. jake shakes his head.

“i thought you were adorable. now. say those words.”

“but you’re already in my room.”

“ah right then i should probably stretch shouldn’t i?” he smirks.

“you saw me gawking at your body back then? oh my god, jake! that’s so fucking embarrassing.” you groaned. he stretches and you looked away this time. he reaches over for your chin to get you to look at him.

“eyes on me, babe. don’t be shy now, you’ve already seen my body tons of times.”

“that’s because you insist on being shirtless when we sleep in the same bed together.”

“yeah and you love it.” he cockily smirks. you rolled your eyes.

“let’s just fucking sit down.” you groaned. jake chuckles.

the both of you settled down on the chairs in the balcony like old times.

“it’s really beautiful at night. i mean, the moon is directly shining into your bedroom. it’s perfect for some cheesy romantic movie.” jake says.

“i forgot we were roleplaying-”

“say it.” jake says. you sighed.

“didn’t you say that you hate rom-coms?” you say in the most monotone voice.

jake didn’t seem fazed by your tone of voice so he continued. “yeah but they are always the classics.” you deadpanned.

“I really don’t like how you actually remembered what you said.”

“hey, i was flirting with you. how could i not remember? you laughed at it and agreed with me. to me that was progress on stealing your heart.” you snickered.

and just like back then, the night sky wind blows against your skin, kissing it lightly. you felt jake’s hands grazing your cheeks, trying to move your hair behind your ears. you turned to look at jake.

“just fucking kiss me.” he flicks your forehead and you groaned.

“not what happened.” you grumbled at his words.

he leans closer. you shut your eyes and just waited. finally your lips met with his and there was no interruptions this time. jake kisses you with so much love and passion. he was really waiting all this time for this, the kiss you two shared in the bus was not enough. he wanted more, to drown in your lips and so he did.

one of his hand grazes your cheeks. the other tugs forward your chair to the point where you and him were sitting closer. this wasn’t enough though, he needed more. he pulls away.

“babe, i-” before he could get a word out. he hears a throat clearing behind the both of you. there stood your brother. sunghoon and heeseung were standing beside him, hiding behind jay since it seems like they were caught guilty of not reporting this to him. they were also a little traumatised that they witnessed the kiss you two shared (they obviously knew you two were together but they have never seen you two actually kiss).

“jake? care to explain why you were kissing my little sister?” jay shoots him a terrifying gaze. jake’s breath hitches.

“i umm.” jake takes a deep breath, “jay, me and your sister are dating.” he says.

“okay.” jay says. both sunghoon and heeseung turned to jay like he was crazy. even you and jake were shocked.

“no ‘overprotective brother’ talk?” jake cautiously asks.

“why? do you want one? because i-”

“no no no. it’s okay.” jake says. jay nods.

“(name). you’re happy with jake right?”

“u-uh? yes. I am.”

“good. then, you better treat her well.” jay points to jake. he nods.

“but why are you okay with this?” you asked.

“jake, is the best option out of any other guy. i’ve known him for years and he is most definitely perfect for you so yeah i don’t really care if you date him.”

“what about us then? we’ve known you since literally childhood.” sunghoon asks as he points to both him and heeseung.

“like i said. the best option out of all the guys out there.” sunghoon’s jaw drops.

“yah! I would be a great boyfriend to (name)!” sunghoon huffs.

“please don’t put that image in my head. i can handle jake but you? hell no.” jay turns to you. “if you and jake ever break up, please don’t date sunghoon.”

“uh okay?”

“this is discrimination against me!” sunghoon says.

“and by the way. i already caught you two smooching in the car. never knew kissing made so much noise.” jay says before leaving your bedroom. “oh and please use a fucking condom. i don’t want to get a niece or nephew at 19.”

“jay!” the door shuts.

“so umm, wanna continue kissing?” jake asks.

“the mood is ruined, jake.” he tugs you forward to his lap and you fell right into it.

“well, it’s not ruined for me.” jake dangerously says. it was all it took for jake to kiss you again. where mother nature could be the only witness to this escapade.

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