another refsheet for artfight execpt this one isn't finished but its enough for ppl to understand, i cant complete it due to my tablet acting crazy and that its the 20TH I NEED TO DO OTHER CHARACTERS, wish i had sooo much moretime i wanted to do more intricate patterns. one day one day ill do complicated patterns like the ones you can find on tiles from Maghreb

also, a western hat! like i mentioned western maanuls took example on the normal shell hats of eastern, this is a sneak peak of an example before i draw a sheet of them in a part 2 post about hats

Finally. (A Levi x Reader NSFW(af) Oneshot)

Summary: After days of working overtime, you finally came home and someone needs you to take care of him. 

C/n: Hey everyone! Sorry I haven’t been active lately. My stupid phone was giving me problems but I got it sorted it out and I’m gonna be posting much more from now. This fic is dedicated to Ace cause she’s an amazing femdom writer and I owed her and you a dom/sub fic.

Warnings: oral(male receiving), praise, degrading, edging, overstimulation, femdom!reader, sub!Levi, slapping, choking, dirty talk.

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Levi couldn’t believe this.

It was the third night you were working overtime and he hated it. Yes, he knew you had to work, but god. This killed him.

Both of you hadn’t had an intimate night in so long and he was craving you. He jerked off, yeah but it wasn’t the same. Calling your name to not hear your permission for him to cum made him sad.

But it was until he heard your car pull up to the driveway did his mood switched.

Is she home early?

He ran downstairs, like a kid on Christmas morning going to open their gift. He stopped when he heard the door open and revealed you. His best gift.

“Y/n?”, he called to you. You looked at him and smiled. You looked exhausted. But taking off your heels and putting your bag on the floor, you opened your arms to welcome him.

“Hi baby. Missed me?” He ran to you and enveloped you in his arms. “Yes I did. I missed you so much.” You hum in response and kiss him. It turned needy so fast, it could make you laugh.

“You missed me huh? I can tell. Were you thinking of me, baby boy?”, you whisper in his ear. That name jumped straight to his cock. He whimpered slightly and buried his face in your shoulder. “Yes. I never stopped.” “What were you thinking about, hm? Me fucking you? My mouth around your cock? My hands? What?”, you ask him, rubbing his crotch. He sighs and grips you tighter. “Everything.”

That’s how Levi ended up on the bed, naked and watching you strip. You took off your coat, then your shirt and pen skirt. Revealing your black lingerie. Yes, you had every intention of having sex with him tonight.

“I’m not going to bring out the strap tonight.” You say, grazing your nails along his bare thighs. It made him shiver. “I want to ride you.” Levi’s eyes widened. Ride him? This really was a treat. You almost never did that. Only on very rare occasions.

“But...it’s not going be easy. I just want to have fun with your body, use you. Then I promise, you will get your reward.”, you say. You leaned down and opened a drawer that was under your bed. It was filled with yours and Levi’s toys. You pull out a blindfold, handcuffs, a riding crop and a vibrator. Although, Levi didn’t know what you did. Or what you had planned. So when you woke up and he saw the cuffs and blindfold..his mind went ‘oh fuck.’

You wrap the blindfold around his eyes and handcuff him to the bed railing. You cupped his face and kissed all around it, except his lips.

He whimpered like a puppy. “Y/n...” SLAP! His head turned to the right when he felt your hand. “Is that my name, slut?”, you questioned him. “M-Mistress..please kiss me. On my lips.” Ah. He learned how to beg. Smiling, you forcefully move his head and smash your lips against his. It was messy and sloppy and when you pulled back, a string of saliver connected you two.

Levi enjoyed it but when he felt your weight off of him he got nervous. What were you planning to do? He soon found out he felt a little leather pad run across his chest. Shit the crop.

“Aww baby. You thought since we didn’t fuck for three days I’ll let you go easy. No, no. You’re still my toy. My little slut. Aren’t you?”, you ask him and he doesn’t answer. Furrowing your eyebrows, you slap his right nipple. That one was always very sensitive. “Answer me.” “Y-Yes. I’m yours. Your slut.” Smiling, you run it down his chest to his cock. It was so hard already it made you chuckle. “Your cock is begging for me, isn’t it? Wants to be buried deep inside me, huh?” You slap his thighs with the crop. Putting away, you pull out the vibrator.

Turning it on, Levi gasps. You put it on his red, swollen tip and his cry out made you smile. “M-Mistress!” He called out to you. You moved the vibrator up and down, hitting every spot.

His legs started to tremble. You scoffed. “You’re close, already? How pathetic.” You up the vibration and Levi cries out. “A-AH MISTRESS. PLEASE! L-Let me CUM!” As soon as he said that, you pulled it away which made him whine. “Mistress..” “Shut up. Whores who get close in 5 minutes don’t deserve to cum so quickly.” Just as he was about to speak again, you put the vibrator on his cock again. His tip was the most sensitive part so you kept it there. Moving it around was torture.

To make it worse, you started pumping him. “Who’s cock is this?” You ask him. “Y-Yours!” Humming, you put the vibrator on the highest setting and pumped him faster. “Pl-Please *hic* let me cum, Mistress!”, you could see his tears streaming down his face and sweat on his chest. “Cum for me.” You say sternly and he explodes. The ropes of cum shot out and landed all over his stomach and chest. It was intense.

As his body shook, recovering from his orgasm, you quickly put lube on your hand and pumped him.

“N-No, wait! I-I’m no-not ready!”, he cries out. But you move faster and to endulge yourself in your pleasure, you put all of him into your mouth. “Mmm ngh ha ha” the noises he made was gibberish. He couldn’t speak. Not recovering from his previous orgasm, his second one built up again.

“Mistress! I’m cl-close!” You didn’t stop. You moved faster and when his cock twitched, you let go of him from your mouth and helped him release his load. Just a few strands came out but the orgasm shook him. The handcuffs shook against the railing and Levi’s fists were clenched. His nails digging into his palms, leaving faint crescents on it.

Levi was breathing heavily. He wanted to see you now. “Please, Mistress.”, he panted out. “I want to see you.” “Too bad.” You grabbed his cock again and he yelled out “No! Mistress! I can’t-can’t cum *ah* again.” You shook your head. “One more baby boy. I know you can. Be a good boy and give me one more.”

The switches between your praise and degradation turned him on more than he hoped. Your hands were gentle, yet firm. Your voice was angelic, yet the words you spoke were nothing but sin.

You pumped him and then started moving your tongue around his tip, licking the little cum that collected there. “Ha! Oh-Oh my god!”, he screams. You put all of him into your mouth in one go and bobbed your head up and down. You didn’t care if he was your sub, Levi was special and he deserved someone who could take care of him.

“Ah! Mistress, please! I-I, c-can’t take anymore.”, he whimpers out. His blindfold is soaked with tears and his mouth was dripping drool. And how you wanted to lick it off of him.

He was close, you could feel it. So you moved faster and faster until he burst. Nothing came out, but the pleasure was 10 times worse and it shook his body. His stomach clenched and you ran your nails down the chiseled abs he worked so hard on for you.

“Baby, you’re a mess. Look at you. Drooling and your cum shot right up to your chest.”, you giggle. Levi didn’t even pay attention to what you were saying. He was still catching his breath from the three mind-blowing orgasms you just put him through. “Mistress...”

He called out to you out of habit. All of a sudden, he felt a warm cloth run across his chest and stomach. You were cleaning him up.

Throwing the cum stained rag somewhere, you slip out of your lingerie and pulled your panties down. You were soaking. As much as you turned Levi on, he never failed to arouse you when he screamed for you.

You sat on his chest and carefully removed his blindfold. You rubbed his eyes so he could adjust to the light and wipped his chin. “You did so good, baby boy. So good for me. Ready for your reward?”, you coo to him. He nods and you smile. “That’s it. I’m going to uncuff you now. Don’t move okay, baby?” You tell him. “Yes, Mistress.” You carefully remove his handcuffs and massage his wrists. You click your tongue. “You ruined your pretty little wrists. Such a dumb whore.”, you say in the sweetest voice.

You move down and pump his cock again. He whines. He was really sensitive at this point. “Want to fill me with your pretty cock, baby? Mm? Want me to bounce on you and use you to make myself cum?”, you look at him. He bites his lips and nods. “Please. Use me, Mistress. I’m yours.” “You’re damn right.” You carefully sink yourself onto his swollen cock and look at his face. So red and sweaty. He moved his hands on the sides, so he could grip the sheets. He knew that if he touched without permission you’d slap him or worse.

“Ah! Mistress. Please let me...”, he starts to say and you move faster. “Let you what, Levi? Use that mouth of yours and tell me what you want.” “I want to touch you. I haven’t in *ngh* so long. Please, please, please.” Aww, how could deny that. You lean forward and grab his hands and put them on your breasts. “Baby, you’re making me feel so good!”, you moan out. Levi smiled. He loved you moaning. He loved his mistress to feel the pleasure that you gave him.

You move your hands down and wrap it around his neck. You gently sqeeze it and start moving fast, feeling your orgasm approaching. “Make me cum, baby boy. Make your Mistress cum!” You rode him faster and he couldn’t scream out for you. The little air he had was knocked out of him. You were close and so was he. He met your thrusts and it pushed you both over the edge. Your orgasm was great. It was long awaited. But his was so much more intense since you breath-played him.

You slouched down onto his chest and let go of his neck, carefully running you hands along the bruise that would form. You both stay in silence until Levi spoke.

“I love you.” He said quietly. You smiled. Leaning up you captured his lips with yours. “I love you too. Come on. Let’s have a bath and I’ll wash your hair for you okay, sweet boy?” He smiles at that. “And you’ll tell me about your day?” He asks. You nod.

“Let’s go.”

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“I wanted to end this on a fluffy note because all doms should take care of their subs after a heated session...”

🖤🤍Thanks for reading🤍🖤

🤍🖤Special tag: @acekou​ 🖤🤍

-Caddy.

BTS Reaction to You Wanting to be Tied Up

Warnings: Well, obviously smut, come on, biting, bondage (obvi),hickies,rough sex, unprotected sex (use a condom bbys)

Word Count: 1920

Jin

“Oh my God, are you serious? I get to just…tie you up and have my way with you? Is it my birthday? Is it Christmas? April 9th is now Christmas, everybody!”

He’s so down, honestly

You’ll be shaking because he’ll touch you everywhere BUT your erogenous zones, the outsides of your breasts, your inner thighs, backs of your knees

“You look so helpless, princess. You want me to help you? You want me inside you?”

Tries to tease you as long as possible but gets high-key impatient and fucks you senseless

You will have hickeys and bruises on your breasts, thighs, hips

Your nipples are so sore you can’t wear a bra the next day and boy does that just make things worse, his mouth on you through your t-shirt as you watch tv

Wants to do it again as soon as you’ll let him

He’ll even let you tie him up if he gets a turn after

Namjoon

Biting his lip and shifting uncomfortably on the couch

"Are you sure? Because the second you said that I got so hard, baby, it's not fair to tease me."

Would use the silkiest of ropes to protect your wrists and ankles

Bitch he might even buy you a spreader bar if you're down

Teases you for at least an hour, kissing your inner thighs, one slow lick across each of your nipples

When you start begging he'll talk you through it, stroke your face and kiss you, grind into you to release a little pressure but not enough

"Just a little longer. That's my good girl. I promise it'll feel so good when I finally make you come. It'll all be worth it."

All praise when he gets so painfully hard he has to put his cock in your mouth

"So good to me. I love your mouth so much, sweet girl."

He won't come in your mouth though, will move away and smirk at you when you whine

You'll come almost the instant he enters you and he'll moan at how soaking wet you are

Your muscles are sore the next day from trembling so much

He'll treat you like gold for weeks, bring you presents, run you baths, cuddle you on the couch until you fall asleep

Hobi

SO excited

Eager af he's ready to buy the equipment right that second

"How do you feel about handcuffs? Spreader bars? I need to know what to buy because I'm going to order it right now."

Once he gets you all tied up and positioned though, he'll get a little hesitant

"You look so uncomfortable, babygirl. Sexy as fuck, but uncomfortable. Are you sure about this?"

You nod and tell him it's exactly your fantasy and then he's totally on board

He doesn't even know where to start at first he wants to do everything to you

Nips at your collarbone, hip bones, your inner thighs

You'll have teeth marks everywhere but he won't break the skin

Eats you out without ever touching your clit, making you shake with his tongue in and out of you

Can't help stroking himself and groaning as he teases you

"I didn't know how hard this would be. I want to fuck you so bad..."

When he finally enters you he's so worked up he comes right away with a hoarse moan and a muttered apology

"You're too fucking hot like this, babygirl, but don't worry, I'll take care of you."

He's a man of his word

He'll make you come with his mouth and fingers and then with his cock again before he's through with you

The next day he massages your sore muscles and kisses you so softly, adoration in his eyes

Yoongi

Shrugs when you suggest it

"Well, sure, if that's what you want, doll."

But you can feel how hard he is all ready when you're naked and he's leaned over you, tying your arms to the bed posts

Just looks at you for the longest time, sits in a chair and watches you squirm with a smirk on his face

"Please, Yoongi, touch me? Just a little?"

He murmurs to you as he skates his hands down your body

"You look so beautiful spread out for me like this."

You're shaking from the softest touches

Unlike the others thus far he won't tease you when he goes down on you, he'll make you come hard and fast but he won't stop, have you quaking and mewling

You might cry tears of overstimulation, tbh

If you do, if he hears you begging him to stop and the tears in your voice he's praising you and caressing your face, peppering kisses on your jawline, collarbone

"You're doing so good, doll. You're okay. I've got you."

He'll fuck you achingly slow until you turn on a dime, pleading with him to speed up because you're so close

He'll smirk at you

"Beg me and I'll think about it."

Oh boy do you beg

He gives in right away, almost relieved bc he's been holding back and you've never been ridden so hard in your life

If you don't tap out or use your safeword, he'll alternate between teasing you and overstimulating you all night

After it's over he'll kiss the marks on your wrists and ankles, bring you water and snacks, slide in bed with you and bundle you up in blankets and kiss the top of your head

Softest cuddliest aftercare ever

Sweet as sugar to you for weeks after

Taehyung

Frowns when you bring it up

"Aw, Jagi, I don't know isn't it kind of...degrading?"

You kinda have to talk him into it, show him pictures of pretty silk ropes

He sees a picture of bound breasts in colorful rope and clears his throat

"We could try it, I guess, but if it hurts you, you have to tell me, yeah?"

Gets way more into it than you expect when you're decked out, bound with the most expensive, prettiest ropes, he's tied them around your breasts and your thighs too

He stands over you, looking at you and wetting his lips, cock out, stroking himself

"You look like a goddess, Jagi. I can't wait to touch you. Ah, I want to fuck you right now, can I?"

You tell him he can do whatever he wants, that's the point, and he's on top of you in an instant

He's so slow, though, watching as he pumps in and out of you, low moans, palming your bound breasts

You arch up underneath him and beg him to go faster

He shakes his head, tongue constantly wetting his lips, concentrated on your body

"Ah, you're so wet, Jagi, you like this, yeah? You wanted me to tease you."

He'll go slow and deep until he's on the edge and you are too and then he'll groan and pull out despite your whine, slide down your body and taste you

He's slow there, too, he'll tease you all night unless you beg and plead

If you do he'll give in and make you come with his mouth first before he fucks you until you're yelling his name again

He'll either come inside you or paint your bound breasts

Maybe both bc there's gonna be multiple rounds

Either way he'll clean you up after, shower with you, all but holding you up, wash your hair, probably make you come again while he's washing the come out of you

A literal angel to you the next day

"That was way more fun than I thought. We'll do it again soon, yeah?"

Will absolutely let you tie him up, too

Jimin

He's a bit skeptical, but he's down

"I would hate not being able to touch you. You sure you'll like it?"

Very eager once he gets you bound, though

"Ah, look at you. You look like a present wrapped up just for me."

Such a fucking t e a s e omg

Will tease you longer than anyone else

"Ah, I like it when you beg me, angel. Look how wet you are for me. It makes me so happy to see how much you want me."

He'll touch you exactly where you like to be touched, exactly where he knows are your favorite spots, but never long enough

Won't stop teasing you until either he gets desperate enough to fuck you or you get frustrated

If you whine at him and almost get mad, he'll laugh and hide his face in your neck

"I'm sorry, baby, you asked for it, yeah? I'll stop teasing, you've been so good."

He'll finally let you come with his mouth and fingers first because no way he'll last long enough to get you off when you've been begging for his cock all night

But he'll probably overstimulate you and then praise you before he worries about his own pleasure

He's about to explode when he enters you and he fucks like a jackhammer, comes super hard when you cry out his name

Soft and cuddly to you afterwards, all smiles and kisses

Will wait on you hand and foot the next day

"I see why you like that so much. Maybe next time you can tie me up, yeah?"

Jungkook

Like Yoongi, he pretends to be unaffected when you bring it up

"If you like it, I'll like it."

Lowkey he's DYING to have you at his mercy

Eager bunny, ties you tighter than is comfortable and has to redo it

Fumbles with the knots impatiently

King of edging, you'll be sweating and near tears before he'll let you come

Will 100% choke you with his cock and then feel bad about it when you tap out

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, babe, your mouth feels so good. I just want you so bad, you have no idea."

He'll pause momentarily to make sure you're still okay and you don't want to stop, he loves seeing you this way but he'd never want to hurt you or make you truly uncomfortable

When you moan and beg for his cock, lose all dignity, he'll groan louder than usual

"This is supposed to be about teasing you but I feel like you're the one teasing me. This isn't fair."

Won't give in until you're a whole mess and then when you do come he won't let you stop

When he goes to enter you and you whine he stops, arms trembling with the effort of holding back

"You can do it, beautiful, wanna make you come just one more time since you've been so good, so desperate for my cock, yeah?"

When you nod he slams into you, no slow or soft now, and you'll be majorly sore the next day because he'll go hard

He'll come when you do, choking out your name as you clench around his cock, and he'll pull out and come all over your pussy, loving the way it drips down your thighs

He'll clean you up, give you a bath and even though he'll be hard again after you get back in bed, he won't try anything unless you initiate

If you do touch him or tell him it's okay, he'll be soft and gentle with you, lots of praise and sweet words, telling you how much he loves you

"We don't have to do it again if you don't want to, okay? I loved it but I love everything with you. I want you any way I can have you, so don't worry, yeah?"

The Artist And The Writer

MOVIE: MAZE RUNNER

COUPLE: NEWT X READER

RATING: KINDA SEXY IN PARTS BUT MOSTLY ADORABLE AF!

Newt's Pov:

I sighed I can't get to sleep again, I think I should go for a walk it might put me back to sleep, I climbed out my hammock taking my little spare notebook, I wondered around the dead heads doodling plants and leaves but it didn't help so I began my walk back going the long way round to try and tie me out I spotted y/n sleeping peacefully in her little hammock I couldn't help but smile my heart jumping out of my chest seeing her nuzzling into the pillow lightly smiling the way she only does when she's dreaming, I went sitting in my hammock looking at her slowly and carefully drawing the perfect lines of her skin,

the way her hair falls loose and messy against her pillow, the way her lips look so kissable, her skin glimmering in the moonlight my hands buckled a little drawing her breasts pressed tight to her pillow without her bra on, it made me blush a little but I can't draw them, it would look strange if I didn't as

soon as I was done I put my pencil away and hid my book in my pillow case laying down and getting to sleep.

Y/n Pov:

I yawned stretching my arms out as I woke up, I looked out to the glade and smiled getting my little book trying to think of something to write...Mornings in the glade in some ways are like waking in another world of your dreams, the way the bright golden sun peaks over the grey static walls creeping in to touch the peaceful glade, the rays of magic touch from each tit blade of green grass to the tip top brown branches of the tallest tree's, falling to the soft blankets of the boys sleeping out on the common ground, to the soft strong strings holding each hammock keeping we each keeper in there rest. I giggled as I spotted a familiar morning sight, newt fast asleep in his hammock so I smiled turning a page or so

The restful sleep, of the hardworking. He lays still in his deep dreams, his feet tucked up tightly to his red Blanket trying to make sure in his twists and turns he wouldn't lose his blanket to let in the draft. His legs had a little pillow about a quarter of the size of a regular pillow for his ankle so it wouldn't hurt him in his sleep as much, his skinny body snuggly sinking into the soft hammock his brown pants undone at the waist he always does it before bed, the boys say he used to take them off completely when he went to bed but, since I showed up being the only girl he doesn't do that anymore, his tight orange vest clings to his skin some places more than others where the elasticity of the fabric was going over time, his hoodie hung on the rope of the hammock, his toned arms hung a little out the hammock where he was slowly tipping out his beautiful face cuddled into his pillow his soft lips open where he was drooling a little onto the pillow, the mop of blonde and brown hair a mess where he had moved in his sleep, the way the sunlight caught it made him almost seem to... Glow like a beautiful angel.

As soon as I finished I hid my book away and climbed out of bed going over to newt and putting his arms back in his hammock readjusting him to he wasn't going to fall out any time soon as I do every day I smiled fixing his hair a little and giving his head a little kiss he seemed to smile as I did nuzzling closer to his pillow. I sighed doing my work for the medjacks nothing overly interesting Today so I sat by the window with my little book trying to find something worth writing... And I spotted my little source of inspiration. And began to write...

The garden filled with dirt and sweat, but also sugar. The heat embracing his body as he toiled with the hard manual labour, his toned arms visible where his grey hoodie held him tightly the sleeves rolled to his elbows giving a hint of the form below, he stood from caring for seeds and saplings wiping the loaded sweat from his brow, his golden hair matted from the heat, the world seems to freeze as his hands reached for the hem of his jumper pulling it off him and to the ground beside him in one perfect motion. He stops looking at his surroundings with those chocolate coloured eyes, resting his arm on his slender neck he reached flexing his toned form his vest clung to his dripping body everywhere hardly concealing anything to the eye, his pecks obvious as well as the flat skinny stomach leading eyes to the bulge in those tight pants the tightness normally a mere suggestion of what hides below but today, it seemed so tight it was more like a brag. Making any girl with a hundred miles cross her legs and bit her lip begging for his attentions.

Ooh la la that got steamy. It's just newt in the gardens for goodness sake, well every writer has to embellish I suppose. I really hope we don't all die and this little books gets taken to be studied as the example of what the glade was.

Newt's Pov:

I smiled as y/n came to sit with us at the bonfire and she giggled waving at me from the other side so I waved back having another bite from my stick of food a few boys made some comments and I admit I took notice too y/n was wearing a skirt... I know that doesn't sound like alot but y/n doesn't often wear a skirt and when she does it's normally lower than that. I blushed a little trying to not look even if most boys where wolf whistling and making lewd comments I think she noticed I wasn't looking and she smiled getting up much to many boys dismay even if a few where trying to look up her skirt she hopped over and sat next to me she smiled and I smiled to blushing alot she giggled in that sweet little way she always does that makes my tummy fill with butterflies and bubbles I froze as she pressed a kiss to my cheek not even a second just a little peck but I could feel my face going bright red. Many boys making comments and noises at us I glanced to Minho a minute making my best help me expression as I was lost for what to do he simply smirked and made a kissy face so I looked back to y/n still very nervous so much I realised I was holding my breath though all that I jumped forward and kissed her I went to kiss her cheek but I got her mouth by accident so I pulled back as quickly making her giggle a sweet little honey glow in her cheeks where she blushed too the glade was going insane at us y/n took my hand pulling me up with her and tugging me along with her an explosion of wolf whistles and comments and all sorts of things came from them but we where going fast enough to be away from the noise pretty fast she tugged me back to the hammocks and sat on her own so I sat on mine we both got ready for bed tucked up the tightly she giggled blowing me a kiss it made.me blush harder if that was possible I went to speak but she shhhed me nuzzling herself close to her bed and pointing to the asleep Alby close to us I know she's right the glade could be having a firework show and he doesn't move yet me and y/n start whispering and he hears every word so I blew her a little kiss too before tucking myself in a bit better she went to sleep pretty quickly but I couldn't I was too happy and to excited to fall into my dreams all I've ever wanted was to kiss her and I've done it here in the real world, not even dream me has got that far yet it was like a dream come true I got my little pad and smiled making a little drawing it was just going to be us kissing but...I'm not good at drawing me so I just let my imagination run wild.

Her sweet beautiful body on her knees, that little skirt left as sheds on her legs her hands covered herself as he had on underwear on, I tried to draw her shirt but it never looked right so I did it in s little bra with lace and frills on it her hair down bouncing on her shoulder s little her face read of many things, shock, giggling, that innocent look of ohh I'm not wearing anything under my skirt, as well as that, underlined ohh I'm not wearing anything isn't it sexy,

I had to stop as soon as I had finished as the boys were starting to wonder back now so I hid my book away and went to bed

Y/n's pov:

I yawned sitting up a little I turned and saw newt fast asleep I giggled giving last night my tummy still full of bubbles and butterflies where he kissed me, I know it wasn't intentional he was going to kiss my cheek but zart shoved him. I was about to sweetly call him to wake him up nicely this morning but-

Alby rushed over In a panic yelling about I'm not sure bathroom sinks I think I'm not awake enough for his yelling which woke newt and made him fall out his hammock him and all his stuff dumped on the floor I laughed at him and he looked unhappy with me as Alby wondered off tipping me out my hammock and into the floor with him scattering my stuff with his we had a laugh about it before getting up to sort out putting our stuff back in our hammocks I put my book in my bag and got ready for work as did newt he was about to go but I tugged his arm he stopped and turned to me blushing a little given last night so I stood up on my toes and gave his lips a tiny kiss and even giving his nose a little Eskimo kiss before running off before he could say anything I know he was turning red I could see it from here as I ran off to work. I sat for ages nothing much going on so I got out my book to do some writing but I turned the first page and my writing wasn't there, but a beautiful drawing of the glade from the top of the watchtower it was really good all the pages had similar beautiful drawings of glade places mixed in with little doodles of plants and flowers from the gardens, my favourite I found was of the garden in full bloom it looked like a fairytale. I looked through more and there was a person in them, a girl beautiful and perfect I looked at them all spotting one in a hammock they where of me? From the way they had been draw, it was obvious that newt had drawn them, and it made me giggle he was such a good artist. I noticed the time my lunch break I should really return his book he'll be missing it.

Newt’s pov:

I yawned a little already bored of Minho, Zart and Winston badgering me about last night, there's only so many times you can say nothing happened. Till it was break so I went sitting by the flowers there was a daisy just starting to bloom so I got my pad flicking through the pages but I noticed they didn't have drawings there where words, I read a couple they where all beautiful stories and descriptions of the glade and the people in it, I kept reading ones about a person in bed and it hit me...it was me? That's how I sleep knowone else does. Kept reading the beautiful words only one person could have written this.

Y/n’s POV

I wondered thought the gardens looking for him but Zart said he had gone wandering off so I went to the deadheads where he likes to wonder and I spotted him with my notebook

"hello" he smiles

"hey" I smile

"I uhhh- this is yours" he says handing me the book

"thank you, here this one is yours" I tell him handing him his book back "there beautiful" I tell him

"thank you" he blushed

"but you made me far too pretty" I giggle

"no I didn't, that's how pretty you look to me" he smiles "your stories...there amazing, you must have been exaggerating I'm not nearly that perfect" he laughs

"I think you are" I smile giving his cheek a kiss and he blushed giving my check a kiss too I giggled holding his hand as we wandered back to the glade sitting in the little bench by the bonfire snacking on our lunch as I wrote and he drew I smiled leaning on his shoulder and giggled "is that me?" I ask

"Yep, looking nice and beautiful" he smiles

"is that you?" I ask

"yeah" he laughs

"are we kissing?" I ask slsly

"I don't know, maybe..." He smirked "maybe I need a little inspiration?" He whispered so I smirked wrapping my arms around his neck and kissing his soft lips he happily kissed me back wrapping his arms around my waist as our kiss deepened till I pulled away

"that enough inspiration for you?" I ask

"for now" he shrugs going back to his drawing for a while till he stole my book having a read of what I was writing "ohhhh...my my you smutty little thing" he smirked rubbing his nose with mine "so... We passionately make out and fool around by the fire then I take you into the dead heads all lustfully then what?" He asks

"I don't know I haven't gotten that far" I giggled "maybe I need a little inspiration newtie" I smirk running my hand down his chest

"humm alright" he smirked ...

One More Night. Pt 10

Pairing: Kim Hongjoong / fem!Reader

Chapter: 10/14

Genre: Mutual pining, canon compliant, fluffy af, angsty af, suggestive, teasing and filled with that good shit that everyone loves

Words in this chapter: 4846

MBC Idol Radio and shivers ran down my spine when I watched Hongjoong dance on the small monitor that showed a live recording from the show. Chewing anxiously on my lower lip from his swagger in Pirate King, tongue flicking out between those soft, soft lips. Feeling himself in both Treasure and Say my name, dropping his body in that way only he could do in HALA HALA and going from cheerful to sultry in less than a second in Illusion. His duality was a gift and my heart happily skipped a beat when he looked into the camera, his chin resting in his hands like an open flower when the medley was over and I shook my head, still finding his stage presence unbelievable. .. His body on mine afterwards, pressing me up against the wall of a locked dressing room, his hands on my hips and his lips upon mine, kissing me like it’s the last thing he’ll ever do. Taking my breath away with each gasping pant that left his throat. Cursing as his hands travel over my hips to my ass, palming it and raising my body up slightly so I could put my leg over his hip as he bucked against my heat. A hushed, “You look so good, which I could just take you right here against the wall” and “Can’t wait to be inside of you” slipped past lips wet with saliva, between sloppy kissing and choked moans, his breath hitched and he flinched slightly as my hands untucked his shirt and came to rest on his stomach, “Your hands are cold” He whispered with a soft smile and I immediately removed them, breaking the kiss in embarrassment. “Sorry, I’ve been too far away from you for too long” I whispered back, and he chuckled while gently placing my hands back on his body. “Don’t say cheesy things like that when I want to bury my face between your legs”

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July the 2d. Hongjoong's warm hand rested in mine under our shared blanket as he snoozed into the pillow on the flight. Gripping it tight, as if he’s worried that I’d let him go, even in his sleep. A pout on his lips that I desperately wanted to kiss away. I reached forward, not being able to stop myself and he flinched slightly from surprise before he unconsciously leaned into my touch as I brushed his fringe out of his eyes. A sigh leaving my lips when the pout got replaced by a soft smile, my name on his lips as he whispered it quietly into the silence. - New York. A room in a hotel I’d already forgotten the name off. Hongjoong’s red hair against crisp white sheets when we woke up. His sweet kisses and nibbles on the soft skin in the nape of my neck. His chuckle when I flinched away, sensitive and ticklish in the early morning. .. Fox News, and the feeling of pride I got when he made eye contact with me at the side of the audience, only for a second or so, like he needed my encouragement, and then the bright smile that followed as he looked away just after I did a quick thumbs up at his English, supporting the large steps he’d taken these past couple of months. .. Soho streets a few hours later and his fingers brushed against mine as I walked beside him, trying not to check him out too much. But my eyes flicked over and over again as I switched between enjoying what I saw and undressing him with my eyes. Cursing my mind at his amazing looks. Knowing that it was my own fault entirely since I was the one who’d dressed him. The members walked in front of us and I was on the verge of begging them to cause a distraction so I could call a taxi and take us far, far away and just disappear from everything. Disappear from the fans that rushed up to them as we walked, pushing me aside with their bodies to take a photograph and send me a look over their shoulders with squinted angry eyes and curled up lips, wondering what I was doing there with them. To the clenched jaw of Hongjoong’s manager as he watched the fans, watched me and then took a hurried step forward to separate me and Hongjoong just as the they dissolved around us again, quick on his feet to make sure that our relationship wouldn’t look intimate until we were alone again. A feeling of cruel unfairness bloomed up in my chest like a flower uncurling it’s petals and my breath hitched when Hongjoong looked over at me again, as soon as the fans had rounded a corner and his manager paused in his step to let us walk together again. The corners of his soft lips tugging upwards, the red of his fringe bopping as he combed his fingers through it before he let his arm fall back against his side again and brushed his fingers against the palm of my hand, brows raised and the smile turned into a smirk. As if he couldn’t help himself when he observed me, noticing the familiar fire of jelousy and arousal in my eyes that he’d gotten used to by now. The tickle I felt between my legs when he checked me out as well, head slightly tilted and eyes full of admiration as if he wanted to prove to me that he was mine. His gaze lingered from my naked thighs in the short dress to my bouncing boobs as we walked with quick steps, tongue flicking out to lick his lower lip into his mouth, chewing softly on it before he made eye contact with me again, eyes so dark I could see myself mirroring in them. - Two days later and we stood on the pier of Empire Fulton Ferry Park. Another version of Aurora was recorded, and I stood at the side, a good twenty meters away from them, ready to jump in and fix up their clothes if I had too. Watching the boys enchanting the audience around them and I smiled with pride as a roaring applause erupted when they finished. We ate lunch before going to the next location, and I sat next to Hongjoong, enjoying the feeling of his body against mine as we ate. He stole glances of me when he thought I didn’t see, chewed his food slowly while his eyes flicked to the front of my dress, close enough to me that he could see down my cleavage, only stopping when he met his managers angry eyes, warning him that he was going to cross the line very soon. They did their individual photoshoots and my heart skipped as Hongjoong flirted with the camera, his tongue flicking out, soft deep bedroom eyes and I repressed the need to clench my legs together when he made eye contact with me as soon as the camera director yelled “Cut!” keeping that lethal smile on his lips and winked at me with a promise for later. - KCON, NY and I gulped hard when the members came down from the stage after basically turning the event to a twenty-minute-long concert. Hongjoong pulled at his clothes, a desperate look on his face, fast hard breathing, seemingly not caring when a button popped as he ripped the shirt open and I yelled out a “Hey” as I ran after it when it hit the ground and began rolling away. He looked up at me, sighed and wet his lips, guilt in his eyes when I flicked my wrist and hit him in the chest with an open hand. Not hard but still enough to make him realize my annoyance. “Sorry” He said, voice hoarse from screaming, regret making it even deeper and didn’t break our gaze as he took a small stack of tissue paper from someone in the staff. I didn’t notice who either, too focused on the man in front of me. I shook my head, rolled my eyes and then reached out, cursing under my breath and sighed deeply through my nose with my jaw clenched as I stepped behind him and helped peeling off the shirt from his body. His chest glistened and drops of sweat dripped from his chin, collecting with the ones that were already there, running over dark nipples and strong muscles and I averted my eyes, swallowed hard as my stomach did somersaults from the sight, even though I'd seen him so many times by now, and I gulped hard when he combed his fingers through his hair, stretched his lean body out and I bit down hard on my tongue to supress a sigh. “I’ll fix it… It’s no problem” I muttered and tore my eyes away just as he smiled, a fan chilling his heated face now and he thanked the staff who pushed a water bottle into his hand, “I know, you always do… and oh, by the way, can you help unbutton my pants as well? Pretty please” He begged with puppy eyes and a pout on his lips, as if he didn’t enjoy the way I rolled my eyes at his request, and the sweet smile turned fatal, dangerously aggravating. I felt like protesting for a few seconds, still annoyed with his reckless behaviour but changed my mind, turned the situation into revenge instead and he gasped with surprise at my bold move as I closed the space between us with one quick step without hesitation. Placed my hands on the front of his pants, pushing my fingers inside the lining of them without hesitation, made sure to keep the eye contact as I smiled sweetly, my head tilted and brows raised as if I challenged him not to react to my touch. Biting back a giggle when his stomach clenched as my fingers traced the naked skin there. Popped the button, pressed a little harder than necessary against his crotch when I pulled down the zipper before I patted his chest with a smile. Indulged in the rewarding enjoyment of his racing heart underneath my fingertips when I was done. - Saturday the 13th and Hongjoong held into me like I was the only reason he could breathe, sobbing into my chest, cursing over and over again at the unfair situation. We sat on my bed, back from the doctor’s appointment and he had held it together until he basically fell into my arms when I closed my front door behind us. “I don’t understand why you’re so sad, darling. You look just as handsome as ever” I tried to reassure him and he looked up at me, lips red and swollen from biting hard onto them and the edges of his eyes a similar colour, tears still falling from them and it broke my heart to see him like this. Unable to do anything since he’d already made up his mind. “But I’ll make so many Atiny worry about me. Do I really have to?” He asked and I nodded, sighed and then hooked the string around his ears, securing the eyepatch over his infected eye. “... It kinda goes with the pirate theme though” I said and smiled again, while brushing his hair to the side with a gentle touch. He sat up slightly. Turned to see himself in the mirror hanging at the side of my closet and his frown softened a little, “I guess… but…” he sighed, “No buts, come here” I said and reached out my hand to place around him as he laid down again, head resting in my lap, curled up like a cat around me and I wiped the tears on his cheeks away with my thumb. “I love you” He said while he looked up at me and I swallowed hard from the sight of him. So very unlike his usual self, vulnerable, weak from exhaustion from the long day, almost frustrated that he couldn't split himself in two the same moment he woke up and saw the red infection of a stye. Nothing dangerous at all but it still had to be protected from make-up and environmental stress. “I love you, too” I said and cupped his face softly before I leaned down to press my lips against his, tasting the salty traces of tears on them. - The following ten days passed quickly. Fan signs and promotional stages filled our days and there was barely a time to pause and breathe, much less to properly feel when we worked together, finished off each other's sentences and danced around each other when putting on the stage clothes, stealing a chaste kiss when we were alone, sending longing looks when we weren’t and whispered words of promises for later whenever we stood close enough. Innocent touches among the sea of staff and hungry hands grasping each other’s bodies, tearing at each other’s clothes in a hurry just to feel skin against skin when we had more than half an hour of free time. Recharging our batteries with the touch from the other as we moved together, mutually masturbating or kissed until we couldn’t breathe instead of laying down and rest. Keeping the promise to gift ourselves when the promotion was over. - It was the 26th and the day before Ateez first proper concert in Korea since the middle of March. They were nervous, all week had been dedicated to rehearsing steps and singing the songs they already knew so well, just to be sure, more to calm their nervous hearts with the familiarity of their own music than actually practising. They were going to perform their entire discography and Seonghwa chuckled nervously, “Oh I thought it would only be a few but that’s a lot” I bit my lip at his words as I looked over at him from where I stood, below the stage and only two or three meters away. Felt my heart skip as a mother hen feeling blossomed in my chest when I gave him a worried look, knowing that he’d been hurting lately but refused to rest. Contemplated it for a few seconds but finally decided to not say anything, afraid that he’d only crawl further into his shell of determination and not talk to me at all about how his body hurt from exhaustion, but how he didn’t want to stop, how he didn’t want to fail anyone. I sighed and looked away, tried to block the worried feeling that still spread through my bloodstream like a wildfire; over the fact that management was pushing them too far, and over the fact that no one batted an eye except for the members when Seonghwa sighed heavy from the pain he knew he was going to have afterwards. I bit my lip, sighed as well and hoped, prayed again that Hongjoong was right every time he’d assured me, over and over again that this is what they wanted, that the journey to the top wasn’t going to be an easy one and the prize in the end was going to be worth it. I hoped immensely that he was right. I exhaled with a pout on my lips, pushed the negative thoughts out of my head and forced my focus on the boys again as they joked around, a bit bored since I was finished with today’s main tasks, preferring to do the rest in the comfort of my office than in a big hall with several other people. Hiding from Eunji at the place I felt most comfortable, my fingers tapping on the stage where I stood, the edge slightly higher than chest level for me and Hongjoong had joined me, crouching within close distance, near enough for me to squeeze his outstretched hand before they started rehearsing the first song. It went well, I was sitting down after three songs, taking care of the precious time to rest my legs and enjoyed the sight of Hongjoong in front of me, with his rolled up sleeves and the faint red hair, untouched by any kind of beauty products and in his element, the music he’d written rolling off his tongue and putting everything he had into the choreo. Eyes and smile dangerous, changing from angel to demon in less than two seconds. - “You’re done” I said after tying the scarf around his neck and barely had time to react before he caught my lips. A surprised gasp escaped my mouth and I quickly broke the kiss again, swallowed hard and send a worried gaze towards the open door of the dressing room. Mingi, Yunho and Yeosang sat on the sofa a few meters away from us but none batted an eye to our display of affection, used to our intimate touches by now. “Sorry” Hongjoong whispered under his breath and stroked down my cheek with a butterfly soft touch, a look of disbelief in his eyes when he watched me with eyes that radiated with desire and devotion as he kept me close, one hand still on my cheek and the other found my hand, squeezed it gently . “It’s… fine” A thoughtful wrinkle showed up between my brows and I smiled softly back at him, still scared that someone would come in and see the position we were in but tried to push that thought back as I wondered where this sudden sentiment passion came from. But I didn’t have to wonder for long since he seemed to have read my mind, like so many times before. “This is the last one, the last fan sign” He swallowed, and eyes flicked from mine to my lips and the realization made my stomach flip, “You’ll be mine. For real” He continued, voice so quiet that I could barely hear him but the thought that this was it, promotion would be over, we’d stop in Japan for a couple of days but the 6th of August was free, mostly to bounce back and rest before going to Australia, and the fact that it was only a little over a week until then was slowly killing me. My need for him so strong it shook my heart. .. An hour later and they’d cleared away the tables, a promise of new choreo and Utopia made everyone clap their hands in excitement. Hongjoong’s teasing smile at me next to the emergency exit at his left as he did that lethal part of the performance with two fingers tracing down his frame just as he snapped his hips in a body roll. I forced myself not to move a muscle, the atmosphere around us dangerous and he looked away just as quickly, knowing exactly why I couldn’t show a reaction; there were too many people, fan sites especially, who’d caught up on every small trace their idol did. But I knew that his heart hammered just as fast as mine when he kept the smile, knowing how intensely I followed his every move, even though he didn’t need to look at me again. - The next day passed quickly as I looked down at my watch every other minute; 8:15 and Hongjoongs hand rested in mine when the plane took off, his tongue wet his lips and furiously chewed the gum I’d handled to him to equalize the pressure in his ears. 8:42 and his fingers rested happily between my closed thighs instead, our laced fingers kept him from pushing them further down and he stuck his tongue out at me when he tickled me. 9:08 and he’s leaning against me, head resting on my shoulder as we watch a movie together. 9:22 and San shoved Hongjoong slightly as a warning when a stewardess was nearing our seats and he separates himself from my neck, having placed soft kisses and shamelessly teased me there with cute nuzzles, his nose tickling the sensitive flesh under my skin for the past minutes. 9:44 and he’s bored, fingers combing through his hair for the twentieth time and I’m stretching, blinking as tears form in my eyes from exhaustion and stiffness in my joints. 9:52 and the boredom had turned him horny as he watched me more than he watched the movie, twining a lock of my hair between his fingers, caressing a soft finger down my jaw and I gave him an irritated look, there was only so much I could do in a perfectly lit environment where we were literally stuck in our seats, “Stop it” I said with a hushed voice but he only shook his head, his whole body turned towards me to block out the sight of us for the passengers on the three seats on the other side of the walkway, “Darling, we’re gonna land in literally twenty minutes, so just be a good boy and don’t pop a boner because I swear if you do, fan sites will go crazy and I have enough stress as it is not to think about how good it would look in those pants” I said between clenched teeth. 11:04 and I lay on my back in the hotel room, stripped to my underwear and Hongjoong’s kisses on my neck made me squirm underneath him. My hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat hard underneath my fingertips, “I want you babe, I want you so much it hurts, please… Just tell me what I can do” He cried out against my skin, rutting his body against mine in hard slow thrusts, as if he wanted to disappear within me completely. I sighed, tears burning in my eyes from arousal as I beg him to just watch as I touch myself, wanting desperately to wait until a time when we don’t have to rush, even though that wish became harder and harder to fulfil. 11:33 and long ribbons of cum covered my clothed boobs as he came with a pained expression, a silent scream on his lips and I refuse to look down, still. Wanting my first time seeing all of him be the time just before he entered me.

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I wish I could say that I had the whole trip perfectly planned but for the first time in my career, I could feel myself falling behind. I kept thinking about the past as the 6th of August closed in. I thought of Hongjoong and me, our relationship. The excitement and longing for what waited as soon as we got home and how that excitement changed to dread when I realized that the thing that I’d been fighting against for over six months was going to happen and with that, our relationship was going to change as well. I wasn’t religious but I always believed that gifting yourself to someone in that way was a special thing. The wonderful feeling when you were fully connected to a person and you felt that in your heart- was the moment when you were as close as you could get to euphoria, in my opinion. No matter if you were female, male or the grayscale in between, sex was usually wonderful and I, personally wanted it to be sweet and loving. But with the continuous pushing of management to monitor anything and everything that happened between us, Hongjoong’s touches and his approaches to make me feel, soon made my stomach clench with worry rather than happiness. It felt like I was losing my mind, slipping more and into delusion with every passing day. Arguably, it wasn’t that bad, more like small occurrences that constantly happened; I overslept and missed breakfast one day for example, almost missed an important accessory just before Hongjoong went out on stage on another day, handled him the wrong combination of clothes and just generally felt like my mind was scattered. It was still so unlike me, though, that Hongjoong soon became worried. “Are you ok, noona?” He asked just before an interview on the 5th and I only nodded, unable to meet his eyes. He asked me once again, later, when we were alone. Resting with his head in my lap as we watched the sunset from the hotel balcony and I sipped on some iced tea, my other hand interlaced with his, resting comfortably on his chest. “Do you regret it?” He asked suddenly and looked up at me. “Regret what?” I reluctantly met his eyes, feeling my heart skip a beat, ashamed of the cold way I’d treated him these last days. He bit his tongue and sat up, clenching the edge of the sofa we sat on with his hands as he looked down on his feet. Clenched his jaw and sighed, before he reluctantly continued, “Regret that I kissed you, regret that we’d taken a big step in our relationship… I dunno, regret that you said you loved me?” He was hurt, a wrinkle between his brows and I looked away as I sighed, pain shooting through my heart like I’d been hit with a blunt arrowhead. “I don’t regret it. I don’t regret anything. I just think… that I’m nervous” I said, and he rustled slightly, looked at me with his head tilted, brows furrowed as raised his hands in a confused motion. “Why? There is nothing to be nervous about” He asked, a bit too loud and I looked around me, anxiously, to make sure that no one heard, my eyes flickering to the balconies on either sides of ours, knowing that staff lived in those rooms, “That’s it” He said, stood up, took my hand and pulled me with him, and I stumbled slightly as I placed my drink on a nearby table. He closed the balcony door behind us and pushed me down gently to sit on the bed, “I don’t care if someone hears what we say to each other, I don’t care if someone knows about our relationship. I don’t care about what they think. I want you, baby. I need you in my life. I love you. I thought you loved me too?” “I do, why would you say something like that?” I asked and stood up, forcing him to take a step back, angry that he doubted my devotion to him, and he sighed and wet his lips, “Then why have you been so cold towards me? I’ve tried to approach you so many times, maybe I’ve been spoiled for months now, but I miss your lips on mine and your hands on my body” He pouted and I shook my head, my heart hammering in my chest and I swallowed, before I exhaled hard through my nose, feeling like the frustrations that had been simmering in my body the last couple of days finally boiled over and I reacted like an erupting volcano of feelings, fists clenched and eyes tearing up. “I’m scared, ok!” I shouted and Hongjoong took a step back, recoiled with surprise at my sudden burst of emotion, “I’m scared that this, us, will disappear and that I’ll lose you after we’ll sleep together. That management will find out because we get more and more comfortable around each other. It’s just a matter of time until one of us break out of character and kiss the other in the waiting room, surrounded by people, or just after a well-executed stage or something similar and then I have to say goodbye to everything I’ve worked for, I have to say goodbye to the members who I’ve come to think of as my family and I have to say goodbye to you” I broke down, not able to even catch my breath before I felt tears swam over in my eyes and rapidly fell down my cheeks, the drops splashed against the floor as I felt how my body trembled with grief, “I love you. I love you so much it hurt but this, what we have is a lost cause. It can never be like we both want it to be, we can’t get together, not officially at least, not without causing a scandal and potentially get us both kicked from the company. We can never go on a date, never be a normal couple as long as we have the jobs we have. Don’t you understand that? We’re bound to fail” I said, voice shaking as I sobbed and Hongjoong was taken aback, both from my crying and my harsh words and he gulped hard, as if the rose coloured shimmer of infatuation that had covered his sight so far, completely vanished and he slumped slightly, like the realization had just punched him in the stomach before he sat down at the desk on the other side of my room, sighed deeply and I felt my heart broke when he nodded silently. It looked like his heart was breaking as well when he rubbed his face, slowly and I angrily wiped my cheeks as I took a shaky breath, feeling empty and fatigued, completely drained from energy.

Hi... Um, if you're still doing imagines, I was wondering how the RFA members would deal with MC getting really sick with an internal infection after ignoring the pain for a few days -thought it was a pulled muscle or something-, and going into the ER and having to be pumped an IV of heavy-duty antibiotics before being allowed to go home with a list of prescriptions to take -like antibiotics, pain meds, nausea pills-, and instructions on how to get rid of the infection. Thank you.

dang this was thought out LOL I LOVE IT but i don’t know a lot on infections and medical stuff so i’m just going with it bear with me

Yoosung

the worst part for him was that he wasn’t even with you when it happened

he was in class sneaking glances at his phone when he gets a chat message from zen that you suddenly collapsed and had to go to the hospital

boy didn’t even give an excuse to the teacher, just grabbed his stuff and ran out

there was only one big hospital in the area, so he basically sprinted there

he’s almost in tears by the time he reaches the front desk, asking where your room was

they say you’re still being treated, so he has to wait for the all-clear

he stays nearby so they can notify him and calls zen demanding to know what happened

zen didn’t even know what yoosung was saying for the first few seconds cause there were too many questions overlapping

all yoosung could get out of the conversation was that you’d collapsed with stomach pain while walking with zen to the store and zen called the ambulance

halfway through, he hears his name and hangs up on zen without a word sorry not sorry

he gets to your bed, sees you still unconscious, and bursts into tears

“is she dying?! is she dying?!!”

“please calm down, it was a rather severe stomach infection, but the antibiotics will–”

“does she need a new stomach?! TAKE MINE”

“sir, there is no need for that, she will be fine”

literally glued by your bedside until you wake up

he’s so worried as to what happened, although you weren’t quite sure either

the doctors explain and give a list of the medication you need to take to ensure full recovery and other precautions

for a second, yoosung forgets he’s a broke-ass college student and says he’ll buy all the medicine necessary

he’s dead serious too, this boy is ready to starve for the next few months

it’s okay though, cause jumin immediately foots the bill when he hears about the situation

surprisingly, he’s extremely dedicated to your recovery, even setting alarms to remind you when you need to take what medication

if you’re even in the slightest bit of pain, he’ll run over and do whatever he can to make you feel better

Zen

like yoosung, he wasn’t there when it happened

he was at practice when he gets a call from the hospital

at first he thought they were calling for a follow-up on his ankle 

but turns out it’s worse news

he only offers a brief apology to the director and other members before running like hell to the hospital

he storms in sweating like a madman, asking the nurse for your information

she recognizes him and starts to fangirl, and he’s this close to yelling cause although he appreciates attention, this was not the time

thankfully, she noticed the urgent tone in his voice and quickly told him you were still getting hooked up to the antibiotics for a stomach infection

he has no idea what that means, but lets her talk and asks when he can see you

she has him wait nearby and calls him over when the doctor tending to you steps out

at this point he’s practically begging them to let him see you and they finally allow it

he runs straight for your hand, grabbing it and kissing it

you’re still asleep, so he tries again to ask what exactly happened to you

they say it was a rather sudden stomach infection, but as long as you take the proper medicine and precautions, you should be fine

he asks them to supply the medicine as soon as possible, and asks for the precautions

he barely sleeps cause he’s too busy watching for when you were gonna wake up

when you do, he almost screams with joy

“babe, you scared the hell out of me!”

he takes time from work to dote on you at home while you recover

he’s almost like a mom… an extremely spoiling mom

Jaehee

it was only by luck that she was there right when you collapsed

she stopped by home for a brief moment during her lunch break

you two were chit-chatting it up when you suddenly cried out and fell

for a few seconds, she was frozen cause wtf just happened

but her body immediately moved to dial the ambulance while crouching to the ground next to you

she followed the operator’s instructions to the T

she almost couldn’t believe how calm she was acting, considering how much of a mess her emotions were at the moment

extremely quiet the whole ride to the hospital

literally a silent ball of stress and anxiety

jumin calls while she’s in the waiting room asking why she hasn’t returned yet

she explains briefly, but she must’ve sounded panicked since he tells her to take the rest of the day off and stay by you

the whole time, she sits on the bench staring at her clenched fists on her lap

just silently running through everything in her head - what caused it? was this a precursor for a more serious illness? has this happened before? what symptoms did you show again?

when they finally lead her to your bedside, she gets all the information she can from the doctors

seriously, if another staff member stepped into the room, they would’ve thought the doctors were getting interrogated by her

when she’s finally satisfied and they leave, she watches you sleeping for a few seconds before stepping outside

she returns minutes later with some of the food she remembered the doctors saying you were cleared to eat for now

and then she sits and waits

only when you wake up does she finally crack a relieved smile, immediately offering you some of the food and drink she bought

she’s incredibly efficient and skillful at helping you recover

doesn’t even need a list to remember what you need and don’t need

Jumin

he’s in a meeting when jaehee receives the news from the hospital

she doesn’t know if she should interrupt the meeting, but knows better than to keep such an urgent thing from him because of a conference

he goes rigid when she whispers the news, curtly saying “assistant kang, i leave the rest to you” before excusing himself 

he demands driver kim to go as fast as possible to the hospital

when he gets straight to the point and asks for your room

the second he hears a room number, he sets off and lets his bodyguards handle the rest

the doctors hurry to answer his questions once they realize who they’re talking to

and the nurses scramble over themselves to make sure they’re doing everything right

he keeps a doctor on standby the whole time until they confirm everything is fine and you’re in the clear

only then does he send everyone out and sit with you until you wake up

when you finally do, the first thing he asks is if you’re feeling fine

he sounds pretty neutral, but you know him well enough by now to know that he’s worried af

you assure him that you feel tons better now, and you watch the tension slightly leave his shoulders

he calls for the doctors again and asks when you’re allowed to go home

they give him the necessary prescriptions and recovery methods and tell him you should be good to discharge by tomorrow

he takes some more time off work to take care of you sorry jaehee

lowkey sort of likes tending to you, he finds it calming

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you collapsed in the bedroom, so he didn’t notice at first since there wasn’t a camera installed there

he only realized when he saw paramedics storming down your hallway

he almost had a heart attack and was out the door before he realized

uses his laptop to track down which ambulance was dispatched to your address and find the hospital

he drove so fast he actually got there before the ambulance

the staff had to fight to hold him back from following you into the ER

they finally calm him down a bit by taking the time to explain what was happening, yet even then he was a panicking mess

after a tense moment, he agrees to sit down and wait for further news

he gives it a 15 minutes before he whips out his laptop and starts hacking into the hospital database to see if they filed a report on your condition

sure enough, he finds one and starts researching the shit out of their diagnosis

he’s so busy hacking that he doesn’t even notice the doctor calling for him

“excuse me, were you the one waiting for–is that our internal database?”

he slams that laptop shut so fast “nope, school project”

“….. we’ve finished the emergency treatments and supplied her with the necessary antibiotics”

“can i see her?”

when he first walks into the room, he’s sorta just stunned and horrified to see you hooked up to all those IVs

he pulls up a chair and grabs your hand with both of his

literally holding your hand 24/7, almost like he’s scared that something will go wrong if he lets go

you wake up with him napping next to you, his hands still loosely holding yours

when you call his name, his head whips up so fast you thought it was going to fly off

he smiles so brightly when he sees you awake though, even gets teary

uses his enormous secret agent salary to cover all the necessary fees for medicine 

he has you stay with him for a while to recover so that he can watch you better

if he has to work, he brings his laptop into bed so he can be near you

he also sends you tons of memes to cheer you up when you’re feeling icky