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mangosrar · 5 months

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call it closure

chris sturniolo x fem reader.

long asf. smut. filth. sexy chris 😛😛😛

your relationship with chris had always been complicated, a will they wont they sort of thing. you both loved eachother, that was obvious, yes you were his, but he wasnt yours.

you both decided friends with benefits would be the best option. well for him. part of you agreed just so you could play pretend, trick yourself into thinking you had him, and you knew nothing lasted forever, but he fooled you for a while.

everyone knew chris had major commitment issues, but you just didnt understand. he treated you like the only girl ever behind closed doors, but the second anyone else was around, he would drop your hand.

you thought this would be fine, you had him, you had him to yourself and that was all that mattered. until you realised you didnt. he had you eating out the palm of his hand on complete puppet strings. he said jump and you asked how high. you had fallen down a dangerous rabbit hole, and the only way to escape was to drive a knife straight through the heart of whatever it was you and chris had.

flashback.

the house was the quietest youve ever heard it. matt and nick were out so chris had invited you over to smoke with him but you were pretty sure he had over done it because he had gone completely none verbal and just started staring at the wall. he was slouched down on the couch with his feet up on the coffee table and his hands in his lap. you were too, slouched down on the couch with your knees up. he took a deep breath in before breaking the silence.

"do you think were soulmates in every universe?" he said. not moving his eyes from the spot on the wall. you could have cried right there and then, feeling a deep aching pain bloom in your chest from his words. you hated how he was so absentmindedly killing you.

there was an abundant pause and a thick tension gathered in the air, you wondered if chris could feel it too.

"are we even soulmates in this one?" your voice was so quiet and soft you weren’t sure he even heard you, until he let out a frustrated sigh before bringing a hand up to his face and pinching the bridge of his nose.

"come on y/n dont start this shit now" his voice was harsh. he kept his eyes closed waiting for you to drop it, like you did every time, but you werent sure how much longer you could carry on like this.

"what chris? im being serious, i dont even know what this is anymore, you treat me like im everything one minute and then act like you couldnt care less is i fucking live or die the next!" you let your feet fall and land on the floor as you sat up and turned to face him.

"you know thats not true" he took his hand off of his face and let it rest in the air. his eyes still closed.

"do i?" your voice was quiet and broken. this was draining. the heavy presence of the fact he wasnt truly yours was sucking the life out of you. he opened his eyes and looked at you.

"we both agreed to do this y/n you cant put all of this on me" he sat up and rested his elbows on his knees, clasping his hands together and staring at you intensely.

there was a pregnant pause, he was waiting for you to defend yourself, or at least try to argue his point, but you couldnt, he was right, to a certain degree. yes you had both agreed to friends with benefits but you hadnt agreed to being hopelessly in love with someone who only reciprocated those feelings in the dark.

you dropped yours eyes, tearing them away from his and letting them linger on his hands before taking a deep breath in.

"i cant carry on like this, its killing me." he tried to cut you off momentarily but you held a hand up, stopping him. "i wont beg for you to love me anymore chris, because i know that somewhere deep down you really do". he said nothing as he stared at you. he was completely speechless. he felt that pain, just like you did, deep in his bones. you searched his eyes for something, anything, a sign that you were lying and just embarrassing yourself, a sign that told you he wasnt at all affected by this, any sense of doubt. you found nothing.

and with that, you left. you got up and walked out of that house, leaving chris to sit there and regret every singe life decision that had got him to this point, but he didnt come after you, he didnt try to stop you, he didnt try to change your mind and thats what stung the most.

end of flashback.

"im going to pack the car so everyone bring your bags down!" chris shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

you pulled the zipper closed on the bag before taking your phone off the bed and making your way downstairs, nick following close behind you. you didnt even look up at chris. you couldnt, you wanted to take complete advantage of the short amount of time you had left to distance yourself from him as much as possible.

it had been about 3 months since you walked out on chris, you hadnt spoke at all, he hadnt tried and neither had you, both of you just accepting fate and trying to move on, but considering the fact his two brothers were your best friends and you practically lived at their house with how much you were over, it was proving to be quite the challenge.

you just politely dropped your bag at his feet and scurried off into the kitchen, bumping into matt.

"you want me to drive the first or second half?" you asked. considering you were the only two that could drive, you insisted you would split it.

"i dont mind but, you sure you wanna have to sit next to chris for that long?" he lowered his voice slightly, his eyes darting to chris who was grabbing all the bags behind you, as his face scrunched up slightly. you glanced over your shoulder at him briefly before crossing your arms over your chest and shrugging.

"its okay, he wont talk to me anyways" you let out a pathetic laugh through your nose, trying to make the situation a little light hearted and a lot less embarrassing. matt obviously picked up on this but was kind enough to ignore it.

"ill do the first half, he will probably fall asleep by the time we swap anyway" he patted your shoulder and you nodded as he made a bee line for the front door.

matt and nick were probably the worst part of this whole situation. they were stuck smack bang in the middle of this pandemonium. of course they both knew what had happened but they gave you the courtesy of separating you and chris with you and them and decided to move past it. you and chris were both aware of how awkward it was for them, and thankfully, he was mature enough to not kick up a big fuss every time you were around. you hadnt spoken at all since that night, only the odd flash of a smile sent each others way when you crossed paths and that was rare, so when nick invited you on their weekend get away to a cabin in the middle of no where with them, you were obviously delighted.

the drive was excruciating. if it wasnt matt and nick arguing it was chriss shitty trap music playing or the gps redirecting you. while you were driving up front chris hadnt even spared you a glance, he didnt utter a single word to you the whole time.

part of you was grateful but another part of you wished he would have, selfishly, so you could just get over it and enjoy your weekend, but nothing was enjoyable anymore as long as chris was around.

"i call the double bed" chris yelled, running through the house.

"y/n theres a room with two singles, wanna bunk with me?" nick asked, slipping his backpack off of his shoulders.

"sure" you nodded, before making your way to the room, setting your bag down and plopping on the bed with a huff, matt trailed in behind you, with your suitcase.

"come on grouchy pants, were gonna have funnnn" he said swatting your leg that was dangling off the edge of the bed.

"i need at least 3-5 business days to recover from being within a 1 mile radius of chris for longer than 30 seconds" you let out a breath as you looked over to matt who was leaning on the door frame with his arms folded over his chest.

"that bad?" he raised his eyebrows in question.

"that bad" you replied flatley. matt just chuckled and motioned for you to follow him downstairs. you huffed and sat up before stomping down the hall after him.

in all fairness, it hadnt been that bad. the 4 of you had eaten, laughed played games and just had fun, regardless of the hanging tension wedged between you and chris. it was now 11:30 and everyone was asleep, but your mind just couldnt switch off, tossing and turning, checking the clock every 5 minutes. you huffed and looked over at nick who was out like a light. hot tub it is.

"i dont know madi, it just hurts" you spoke.

"has he even tried to talk to you?" she spoke over the phone.

"not one single word, and the thing is i dont know if i wanna strangle him or just kiss his fucking face off" you huffed, readjusting your arms so they were resting on the edge of the hot tub with your phone in your hands, the rest of your body being engulfed by the warm blanket of water.

"im worried my advice is gonna get you in trouble" she laughed, making you blow out a huff of air through your nose.

"it doesnt matter, i cant bring myself to do either" you and madi spoke for a little while longer beofre you wrapped the call up, put your phone on the ground and let your body sink lower into the steaming water until it was resting on your collar bones.

you sighed and let your head fall back, this is what you needed, a relaxing moment, the quiet calm of the night lulling your brain into a state of tranquillity, no matt and nick arguing, no chr-

"cant sleep?" you almost had a heart attack, your body jolted forward as your eyes darted around searching for the body that owned the voice.

"jesus, chris you scared the life out of me, how long have you been sitting there?" your hand rested on your chest, feeling the rapid beat of your heart from being startled. he just stared at you with drooped eyes from his position on the patio chair, opposite the hot tub.

"long enough" he said. his face didnt show any sign of emotion. his stoic expression sending an un willing chill up your spine, despite the warmth of the chlorine filled bubbles around you. chris leaned forward and you swallowed thickly.

"did you mean what you said?" his voice was alot softer and quieter than before, like he was worried you would break at the slight tone of his voice. you couldnt bring your self to look back up at him, he would eat you alive. you paused momentarily, weighing out your options of whether you even wanted to entertain this conversation with him or just cut him dead.

there was no way in hell that you were letting yourself fall back down this slippery slope again, so just like before, you abruptly got up and out of the hot tub, reached for your towel and made your way back inside, without sparing him a glance, keeping your eyes trained to the floor, leaving chris once again, to watch you walk away from him, and all the same, he didnt try to stop you.

"nick open the fucking door!" you whispered loudly. no reply.

resting your forehead against the door, you mentally cursed yourself for even going in the hot tub. you should have stayed in bed and this whole situation would be avoided, chris too. speak of the devil and he shall appear.

"what are you doing?" he stood just beside you with a questioning look on his face.

you huffed, pulling your head back and looking up at him.

"nick locked the door" you sounded so defeated it made his heart beat a little harder in his chest.

"you can come sleep with me, ill take the floor i dont mind" he motioned his head towards his designated bedroom while keeping his eyes trained to yours.

you dropped your head and sighed. how was this happening. you had spent months walking on egg shells, doing everything in your power to stay as far away from him as you could, and now you were forcing him out of his bed so you could sleep there.

he stared at you waiting for your answer. he knew you had no other option, you couldnt sleep on the couch with matt and you were also stood in a wet bikini and a wet towel. be realistic y/n.

"sure, okay" you looked up at him, and his eyes gained a fraction of hope momentarily, before he nodded and started leading you to his room. this was going to be a long night.

"um, i dont.." you paused and cleared your throat. "i dont have anything to wear" chris looked up at you from his position on the bed before his eyes trailed over your body, stood in a towel in the bathroom doorway shifting on your feet, looking like a nervous little girl.

you cleared your throat again, snapping chris out of whatever trance he had gotten into. he stood up and walked over to the dresser at the end of the bed, pulling out one of his t-shirts and a pair of boxers, before padding over to you and handing them over.

"thanks" you smiled.

"no problem" he replied, watching you turn back into the bathroom, slamming the door in his face and leaning against it, you werent sure if this was going to work, your left control was wearing thin.

how had it ended up like this? you tried so hard to have some composure but you couldnt help it, he was shirtless, clad in grey sweatpants hanging dangerously low on his hips, basically inviting you to jump straight on him.

his lips trailed down your neck as his hands ran up your sides, relishing in the feeling of your skin against his after 3 months of complete torture without it.

he brought his lips back up to meet your in a hot and heavy kiss, tongues dancing together, teeth clashing, the works. frantic hands gripping his hair relentlessly, pulling groans from his mouth.

chris brought his hands to the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head and separating the kiss, before diving back in and sucking purple marks into your neck and collarbones, earning breathy whines from you.

there was a moment of hesitation from you as he trailed his hands lower fiddling with the waistband of his boxers that you were wearing.

"chris wait" he halted his movements and brought his face up to yours. god he was making this so hard. he was breathing heavy and his hair was messy from your curious hands, his chain dangling between the two of you.

"we shouldnt be doing this" you shook your head, eyes wide.

"why y/n?" he asked breathlessly.

"because chris" you whined. he knew exactly why. all your hard work of keeping your distance from him had just been thrown into a sweltering ball of gasoline and chris had completely set it alight.

"call it closure" he whispered. he could see the inner turmoil you were facing. you knew you were about to give in, and judging by the smirk growing on his face, so did he.

you pulled his face down to yours again and he hummed into the kiss, the feeling of your lips on his being something no drug could ever amount to.

he continues his trail down your body, leaving wet hot kisses in his trail, keeping his eyes glued to yours. he was dragging this out, savouring the blaze of your touch.

"chris please" you whined.

"what baby? tell me what you want" he spoke in-between leaving kisses on your stomach and thighs.

"just fuck me" that was all he needed to hear before he was yanking your shorts down and doing the same with his own pants and boxers. he was on his knees between your legs, pumping his cock in his hand, eyes wondering over your frame hungrily.

"so pretty" he muttered before brining his lips to yours again and pushing his cock into you, giving you no time to adjust to his size before he was pulling all the way out and slamming back in over and over again. you were already a mess underneath him, mewling and moaning like you would never get the chance again.

"missed you so much baby, so fucking much" chris grunted in-between thrusts before peppering light kisses down the side of your face and neck. you just whined at his words.

his pace was relentless and your hands flew to his back, dragging your nails down his skin, pulling a low "fuck" from chriss lips.

"so good to me y/n, cant believe i ever fucking let you go" he said as he stilled his thrusts and pulled back, sitting on his knees and lifting your legs up to rest on his shoulders, and continuing his thrusts.

you let out a lewd moan at the new angle, hands gripping the bed sheets as chris arms wrapped around your thighs, drilling his cock into you so deep, hitting that spot inside that made you see stars.

"oh fuck chris dont stop" you mewled, letting your head fall back.

his pace became impossibly faster, every single thrust knocking the air out of your lungs.

you were pulsating around him, your high getting closer and closer. chris dropped your legs and doubled over, shoving his head into the crook of your neck with a deep groan.

"fuck y/n i can feel you squeezing me" his words were strangled and breathless. he brought his lips to yours once again but the pleasure was so good and you were so close you couldnt keep up with him, chris noticed this and smirked against your mouth.

"come on sweet girl, give it to me, come all over my cock" he said as he brought his thumb down to rub hard, fast circles over your puffy clit making your back arch even further off the bed.

you let out a strangled moan of his name before being launched into a pool of complete, white ecstasy, your eyes rolling to the back of your head. his thrusts did not falter as he sat up watching you ride out your orgasm with hooded eyes.

“you look so pretty like this ma”

he wasnt far behind, his hips stuttered before he let out a loud whine, followed by a hiss and a string of curses, painting your insides white, sending a few more thrusts, filling you to the brim, before collapsing on top of you.

the two of you were sweating and panting, both completely silent, just relishing in the feeling of the post sex haze. your hands come up to his hair and you ran your fingers through it soothingly.

he planted a soft kiss to your collarbone before bringing his face up so he was eye level with you. his eyes trailed over your face, creating a memory and he took a deep breath in before speaking.

"i do love you”.

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soo0mi · 11 months

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🫂 ｡ﾟ⊹ you’ve built a home in my heart — 10. drunk confessions

:: u got up at 2 am to get some snacks at the convenience store down the street. for your inconvenience, you quietly opened the door to meet a peculiar sight, someone trying to sleep on the floor across the hallway because their roommate has their gf over .. ?

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yunjins apartment, 09:47 pm

the rest of the day was boring. from seven am till now, nothing eventful as happened, hyunjin wasnt even home so you decided to visit yunjin. honestly, you forgot about drinking till you saw rikis twt

“oh” how thoughtful it was for him to remind you,

10:06 pm — drinking w yunjin

“yunjiiinnnn, this isnt faiirr!!” you sulk, face is hot and sweaty from the soju. “that shouldve been meeee..”

“ynnn, what if shes his sister or something??” yunjin pats your hair, “its okay baby, we’ll ask him tomorrow”

“but i wanna talk to him now, we havent talked since yesterday” you can’t believe youre acting so soft for a Man..

“no ml, uve already had too much to drink” she snatched your phone out of your hands, and damn you wish you hadnt been so stubborn that night

quickly, you took your phone back from her grasps and opened imessage,,

🔍 search : my loser baby 🙈🙈 🎙️

riki didnt even realize he dropped everything he was doing just to come and take care of you,

“im so doomed..”

1:38 am

ding dong, the doorbell rang and yunjin went running to it

“thank god youre here, just go straight n take a right and she should be over there”

“alright, thank you.” he bowed as a sign of respect, “im riki, btw” reaching his hand out to the brown haired girl in front of him

“yunjin” they shake hands

whys he so sweaty… - yunjin

“ugh hes so pretty its so annoying.” you yelled from the room you were in, not realizing you were shouting “i cant keep pretending like i dont wanna kiss his plump ass lips when i see him..” you cried out, tears falling down your cheeks

“youre so dramatic, yn!” yunjin made sure u heard her, “why are you crying!?”

whos she talking abt ..? — riki

suddenly, you felt a hand lift your chin up, forcing you look up to riki with teary eyes. the sight tugged his heart strings, he cant bear to look at you like this. he took a seat beside u, and with a gentle touch, he reached out and wiped away the tears from your cheeks, his fingers lingering for a moment longer than usual, a flicker of romantic tension between you two

“stop crying, u look so ugly”

“…”

“why were u crying anyways”

“cause i fuckign hate you”

“wtf did i do”

“i hate you so much, u do all of this just to get my hopes up” you punch his chest

“what..?” rikis heart skipped a beat

“i dont even know how i liked you in the first place, youre such an ass to me.” what a blatant lie you just told, even he treated you better than most of your exes

“…”

“you make me jealous even though you arent mine,,”

“yn, youre drunk go home” yunjin cuts you off but was too late to save you from the embarrassment in the morning.

rikis car, 2:22 am

riki watched as you stumbled out of yunjins apartment, steps unsteady and words slurred. concerned, he approached you with caution

“yn, are you alright?” riki asked

you looked up at him, eyes glassy and cheeks flushed. you giggled, swaying slightly as you tried to maintain your balance

“riki!” you exclaimed, voice overly enthusiastic. “i have something important to tell you!” the anger from earlier left your body

“yn, maybe its best if we wait until youre sober,” riki suggested gently, his voice filled with concern and nervousness

you pouted, your expression morphing from excitement to disappointment. you leaned closer to him, he can smell the alcohol from your breath

“why do u have to be so cute..” — riki

he sighed as his heartbeat raised, “lets get you home, and we can talk about this when you’re feeling better, alr?”

you nodded, eyes still filled with a mix of nothing and everything at the same time. riki guided you gently, supporting you as you walked into his car. the silence between you two felt heavy with tension, both aware of the awkwardness that hung in the air

your apartment, 2:48am

upon reaching your doorstep, riki helped u unlock the door. you stepped inside, and flopped down on the couch, head spinning from the alcohol

“hyunjin??” riki looked around the apartment for him, looking for someone to take care of you when he leaves, but he wasnt there “ig ill do it..” his ears turned red

riki gently led u to the bathroom to help u freshen up. with a warm washcloth, he began wiping away the remnants of the night, gently dabbing at your flushed cheeks and smoothing ur disheveled hair (niki husband material era😍)

with u cleaned up, he led u to the bedroom. he helped you settle under the covers, making sure you were comfortable. as he turned to leave, your hand shot out, gripping his tightly

“dont go,” you pleaded, voice vulnerable. “stay..”

riki paused, his heart fluttered at your touch and your words. he could sense the sincerity in your plea but he also knew you were drunk. like yunjin said, u werent able to think on your own yet

“i dont want to take advantage of you, yn” riki replied, his voice filled w concern. “youve had a lot to drink, ill be back in the morning dw”

your grip on his hand tightened, your eyes pleading him not to leave

“i know im drunk, riki,” she admitted, her voice tinged with vulnerability. “i have known ever since you washed my face. i dont want you to go, i need you here with me, please”

riki looked into your eyes, searching for sincerity and clarity amidst the haze of alcohol. in exchange, he saw the raw honesty and the fear of losing his presence.

“alr then,” riki conceded softly. “ill stay with you but we need to promise each other that we’ll talk abt this conversation when ure fully sober”

you nodded, relief washing over your features

as your breathing steadied, riki stayed by your side, hands intertwined. he watched over you, his presence offering solace in the midst of your vulnerability

“goodnight, yn” he whispered gently as he thought about everything

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crystalsnow95z · 5 months

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can i request jimin being overwhelmed with bts' schedule? his body cant take it anymore plus his mental state is decreasing as well. bts members take care of him tho

I wrote non stop for 5 hours and this is the result.. I'm sorry it got so long.. I was thinking about cutting scenes out, but sorry it's just a raw draft.

Tw is marked with green lines. I'm sorry, I love writing nightmares it's a problem..

"Jimin-ah, wake up, we have a meeting to go to before practice." Hoseok crawls on top of Jimin,hugging him to his chest. "Jiminie..J.M..."

"Mm..Hobi-hyungie..? What time is it?" Jimin answers him with a yawn voice coming out hoarsely. He tries to blink the sleep from his eyes,but they just droop back closed .It felt like I only just went to sleep.. how can he be so cheerful?

"It's 5:00.. we need to get to the office by six.. come on, Seokjinnie-hyung made us breakfast." Hoseok tries to coax him out of bed with the promise of food, but Jimin had no appetite.

It's five? We didn't get home until three last night.. no wonder I'm so tired..

"Can I sleep a little longer instead of eating?" Jimin asks groggily, trying to push Hobi off of, trying to turn over. "I'm so tired.."

"No, Minnie, we already didn't have dinner last night.. you have to eat now, or you won't have time to eat until late afternoon.." Hoseok pulls the blanket away from him, pushing the hair out of Jimin's eyes so the sunlight hits his face. "I know you're tired.. I am too, but you need to eat.." He adds gently, stifling a yawn.

Jimin opened his eyes to look at Hoseok, seeing the dark bags underneath his eyes. His usual cheerful demeanor washed away by exhaustion. Guilt knotted in his stomach for complaining. "I'm up Hyung.."Jimin speaks softly, sitting up to try to stretch his tired limbs, my muscles screaming in protest.

Hoseok gets off the bed with a yawn. "Go wash up and join us to eat. Everyone else already got their shower.."

He already waited until the last minute to wake me? I'm the last one up..

"Thanks hyung."Jimin makes it to my feet, feeling the blisters on the bottom of his feet."Aiish, my legs feel like lead.."

"Mine too.." Hoseok admits, rubbing the back of his calf. "I'm glad we have a meeting instead of going straight into practice.. you should get checked out just in case you pulled a muscle, though. Where does it hurt?"

Hoseok gently runs his thumb across the back of Jimin's lower leg, feeling the knots that plagued his body. "Aiigo, Jiminie, no wonder it hurts so much.. we'll have to schedule a massage day for everyone.." he says sympathically, trying to gently massage the pain away, but Jimin sucks in his breath, his eyes tightly closed, making him stop. "Sorry.. I'm sorry.

"It's okay..the shower will help.. don't worry about it hyung. It just surprised me. It didn't hurt that much.." Jimin gathers some clothes to quickly shower, going into the bathroom. Jimin frowns at his reflection, noticing the dark bags and red pimples that dotted his forehead and cheeks from the mix of stress and sweat.

"My skin is in really bad condition. There's no way I'll clear it up by the time we film our music video.." He murmurs to himself, trying to do a quick skin routine.

Maybe I should pretend to be worse off than I am just so I can sit out practice.. I can't keep up..I've hardly slept the past week and it hurts to move..

He turned on the hot water quickly stripping out of his clothes and getting in. The water felt amazing on his sore muscles, ebbing away the pain.. I wish I had more time to enjoy..

He tries to massage the pain away with the shower head, trying to get rid of the tension in his muscles, but being the last one to shower the water didn't stay hot for long.

With a deep sigh, he put it back in place, quickly washing my hair, ignoring the pain in my shoulders from scrubbing. The others are in pain too, and they managed.. I can do this..

"Jiminie, are you almost finished?" Jimin barely heard Jin over the running water, his voice hoarse from coughing all night. "We only have twenty minutes before our meeting."

"Almost.. I just need to wash my face.." I calls back to him, quickly washing the soap out, turning off the water and grabbing a towel. Hyung sounds awful. Did he get worse overnight?

Jimin opened the door to peek at him,seeing the dark circles under his eyes and the bright red nose that wasn't there last night. "Hyung, did you take medicine?" He asks with concern, reaching to touch the back of his neck, relaxing when he doesn’t feel warmer than usual.

"I did this morning. I'm fine, don't worry. It's just a small cough and annoying sniffles, it'll pass in a few days." Jin smiles to try to reassure the younger member, but he could hear his congested breathing. "Are you okay? Hoba said he couldn't get you up this morning.."

"Yeah, i just didn't hear him the first time. You need to wipe your nose hyung." He quickly changed the subject back to him, not wanting to complain about my aches when he was suffering more.

Jin enters the bathroom, getting some toliet paper to blow his nose, turning away from Jimin, yellow mucus filling thin tissue."are you sure? You've been quiet lately.."

"I'm just tired.. that's all. We've been nonstop working for the past two weeks working on this album. I just don't have the energy. I'm fine."Jimin speaks softly, getting dressed in comfortable clothing.

Jin starts coughing, covering his face with his arm.

"Hyung.." Jimin quickly fills a cup with water, offering it to Jin who takes it, sipping the water to try to stop his body from coughing. "You need to take it easy.."

Jimin turns on the hairdryer, not wanting to hear the oldest member suffering. Hyung started feeling sick yesterday, but he still got up early to make us breakfast..

"I know things are chaotic right now, but once we finish promotions, things will be better. i made coffee for everyone." Jin rubs the younger members' shoulders, trying to help ease the tension in them.

"Thanks hyung." Jimin fakes a smile, knowing full well there's a high chance of having a tour if the album goes well. I don't think we can keep up at this pace...

Most of the members fell asleep on the way to the building, feeling even more exhausted as the woke up. "Jungkook-ah.. Jungkook-ah wake up." Jimin hears Taehyung's voice trying to wake up Jungkookie, who wasn't budging despite Taehyung's shaking.

Jimin looked around to see that only him, Yoongi, and Taehyung were awake. He l turned to Hoseok, who was leaning on his shoulder, fast asleep.

"Hyung..Hoba.. we're here.." He tried to help wake up Hoseok gently poking his cheek. Jimin has better luck than Taehyung, the rapper opening his eyes slowly, blinking rapidly, trying to process where he was. "We're here Hyung.."

"Huh..?" Hoseok stretches, looking around, rubbing his eyes, sounding only half awake, clearing his throat to speak louder."Here already? It feels like I only just fell asleep.."

"We don't live far from the studio, but it feels like I only just closed my eyes.." Jungkook complains with a yawn, eyes just barely open.

"Here, take a sip Jaykay." Hoseok takes his coffee from the cup holder, offering to Jungkook.

The mankae takes a big sip, the caffeine temporarily waking him. Hoseok takes a long drink, offering it to Jimin who shakes his head.

"Better?" Hoseok asks, rubbing the back of the mankae's neck.

"A little.." Jungkook replies with a yawn.

"Let's go inside, the cold air should help wake us up." Namjoon opens the car door, stumbling forward from over his own foot. "Aiish.."

Jimin quickly grabs his shoulder to steady him, his stomach dropping when he realizes how small Namjoon's shoulders felt. Why didn't i notice how thin he was getting before? He lost so much weight.. "Namjoon-hyung are you okay?"

"Thanks..yea I'm fine, I'm just a little groggy, that's all.." Namjoon gives the same reassuring smile Jin gave Jimin this morning, only worrying him further. "We'll just end practice as early as possible and get some sleep."

We always say we'll end practice early, but we never do.. we always just push through anyway..

Taehyung leads Jungkook by the shoulders to the building, the mankae already falling asleep again. Jimin turned to check on Jin, but Hobi was already on top of it, letting Jin lean against his back as they walked.

Everyone's exhausted..

Jimin's stomach fluttered with worry, then with guilt for his shower thoughts. How could I even think about skipping practice when everyone else is suffering too..

As soon as they make it to the office room,he takes a seat, sliding off his shoes,the others following suit.The meeting only started five minutes ago, but Jimin already found myself unable to concentrate on the manager's words.

The last thing he wanted was to talk about work. Jimin is more focused on the other members, seeing that the older members were trying to pay attention, but Namjoon continued to have to ask them to repeat themselves, and Yoongi kept misunderstanding them, clearly unable to focus.

Jin was struggling to just stay awake, trying to quietly cough into his arm to not interrupt, Taehyungie kept nodding off, jolting upright again when he felt himself falling forward.

Lastly, Jungkook was using a rubber band on his wrist to stay awake, snapping it against his skin every few minutes and that bothered Jimin the most, seeing the red ring forming around his wrist.

"The pre-order sales are high.."

Jimins head picked up as soon as Jimin heard the words instead of excitement, a wave of anxiety filled his stomach, and his blood pounded in my ears. He knew exactly where this would go. Interviews,music shows, extra rehearsals, and plane flights.. We'll barely have time to sleep.. we can hardly handle what we have now..

"Are you sure we could handle going to Japan to America for a promotion? Maybe we can delay it for a few days?" Hoseok sounds timid to ask them, lacking his usual confidence.

"It's the only day Jimmy-sii has open this month, and that's who you requested to help promote in America. I could find another host for you." The manager starts rapidly typing on the conputer, but Jin puts his hand on his shaking his head.

Jin goes to speak, but only a hacking cough comes, quickly getting a tissue to spit the phelm into. "Sorry.."

Jimin tries to speak up to say that we can't keep up with all of this, but his throat tightens, and no words are coming out. I want to help.. what's wrong with me?

Jin clears his throat, bowing his head. "Sorry..I was just going to say a show with Jimmy should be okay, we only perform one song and just chat.."

With Jin's approval, everyone okays the plans but Jimin, who stays quiet. He watched our schedule fill up until the whole month was filled except for the 26th, his breath getting caught in his throat. I haven't seen the schedule this bad since our love yourself era..

Taehyung noticed it, too. His body tensed up when the final changes were made, and it looked like he wanted to speak up against it, but he just couldn't do it. If they can do it,so can I..it'll be fine..I'll be fine..

"Do you have a concern, Taehyungie?" Jin encourages him to speak, but Taehyung shook his head.

"No, no..I'm okay..um..I'm just worried about burn outs.." Taehyung says looking down at his hands, twisting the ring on his thumb. "But..it's okay.."

"We'll just have to keep morals high.. we survived before, we can do it again." Hoseok reassures him getting up to wrap his arms around Taehyung. "We'll be okay if we stick together."

"Alright Hobi-hyung.." Taehyung still sounds uneasy about the situation, but he doesn't say another word about it.

The nightmare is repeating...

Jimin bites the inside of his cheek, willing the tears not to come as the subject changes, just staring blankly st the hellish schedule wishing Hoseok would comfort him too...

"TaeTae, Jaykay, Jiminie..it's time to wake up.." Jimin vaguely heard Namjoon calling his name, then feels a slight pinch to his cheek. I don't even remember falling asleep..

Jimin blinked his eyes open, trying to gather his thoughts.. "Where are we?" His voice comes out deep and raspy as he looks around the room, recognizing it as one of the waiting rooms of SBS hall. "Ah..ah Right.."

"We're going to do the prerecording in 10 minutes.." Namjoon informs Jimin sniffling softly, wiping his nose with the side of his hand. "Help me wake the others. My voice isn't that great right now.."Jimin could see the redness that the makeup artist tried to cover up on Namjoon’s nose and hear the congestion in his voice.

Namjoonie-hyung is getting sick too.. it's been three days but Seokjinnie hasn't gotten any better.. are the others sick too?

Jimin gently shake Taehyung, who was lying in my lap, his eyes partly open, hoping it was just the makeup that made his usual golden skin look pale.

His breathing is normal and i don't see a thick layer of makeup on his nose like Namjoon, maybe I'm just paranoid..

"Tae wake up, we need to go.." Jimin shakes a little harder, Taehyung finally responding to him, looking up at him sleepily.

"Yes.." Taehyung sits up with a yawn, fixing his earpieces in place with a dry cough.

"Are you feeling okay Taetae?" Jimin asks,trying to smooth down Taehyung's hair, trying to keep his voice steady. He's sick too..

"Yeah, my throats just a little sore.. it's nothing. I just need a bit of water.." Taehyung stands, stretching up to try to wake up his stiff muscles.

"I'll go get you some water." Jimin gets up, wincing when he stands, his legs tingling. He takes two steps before he feels Jungkook grab him.

"Are you okay Jimin-sii?" Jungkook asks, getting up to support him. "You're limping.."

"Yeah, my legs are just asleep.." Jimin moves away from Jungkook with a smile, not wanting anyone to worry about him, relieved to hear Jungkook's voice was unaffected. "It's fine. I'll just walk it off."

"Kids stretch before we go out." Yoongi tells the younger members. "I don't want you getting hurt because you didn't stretch."

"Yes hyung." Taehyung replies, taking a seat on the floor and stretching his back with a soft whine. "Ah..it hurts.."

Jungkook gets on the floor in front of him, touching his feet to Taehyung's and stretching forward, reaching for Taehyung's hands. "I'll help you."

"Ah, Jungkook-ah, I don't bend like Jiminie.." Taehyung whines pulling on Jungkook instead, turning the tables on him.

"Ahh..ahh that does hurt.." Jungkook pulls away from Taehyung, a small giggle escaping. He gets his revenge by taking the older members foot, stretching his leg then gently running his fingers across the back of his leg

"Ah. No...Jungkook-ah that tickles.. stop it.." Taehyung tries to squirm away, but his giggles turning into a cough, Jungkook quickly pulling away.

"You okay?" Jungkook rubs Taehyung's back,trying to stop the coughing. "Im sorry Hyungie..I'm sorry.. I just wanted to try to cheer you up."

Jimin rushes over to him with the water, trying to do what he can to help the younger members,helping Taehyung take a drink. "Taehyungie are you okay?"

"Jungkook was tickling me.." Taehyung whines to Jimin, going into his arms. "Take care of him for me."

"What am I supposed to do?" Jimin raises an eye brow, leaning over to tickle Jungkook, knowing he full well he wasn't nearly as ticklish as soulmate.

Jungkook giggles, wiggling away from his touch. "Jimin-sii no.. not there!"

Taehyung is trying to cheer Jungkook up, and vise versa.. now Taehyung is trying to include me too.. but I don't think I can force myself to pretend anymore..I'm so tired of smiling when I'm not happy.

"There. I helped.. now I need to stretch too. You can handle him Tae." Jimin forces himself to keep a playful tone, pushing Jungkook into Taehyung’s lap. "Stop playing around, we're short on time."

"Looks like that nap helped.. they were all silent this morning.." Namjoon watches the younger members torture each other, forcing each other to loosen the tightened muscles while Jimin stretches on his own, wincing when he tries stretching as he used to.

The treatment is wearing off.. i can't even reach my ankles right now without it hurting...

"Jiminie just got a massage done yesterday, but he's still in pain, and Taehyungie is coughing now.. he wasn't coughing last night.." Jin frets over his dongsaengs despite the fact his voice was worse clearing his throat just to get his voice to come out strong.

"I think its all just acting.." Namjoon notes, watching them with worry. "But Jimin is really struggling to even just pretend..he doesn't want to play.."

"We'll keep an eye on him.." Hoseok promises, frowning when he sees Jimin moving away from the other two to get some water.

"The IV is finished, I'm going to remove the needle." The staff member warns Jin before removing it.

"Thank you.." Jin bows, adding a bandaid to his inner elbow and rolling down his sleeve to hide it.

"We got five minutes.." Yoongi alerts the team, giving Namjoon a tissue. "Take it easy okay?" He adds softly to Namjoon, gently rubbing his back.

"Ah, thanks Hyung.." Namjoon takes it, flushing pink when he feels his nose dripping, quickly blowing his nose. The staff do last minute touch ups, the time passing by in an instant

The members barely have enough time to gather together, placing their fingers in a pile. Jimin could feel Jin's hands trembling on top of his and Taehyung suppress a cough,making his breath catch in his throat.

"After this, we'll be on a flight.. we can rest then. We just have to make it through today. We can do this. We just need to watch out for one other." Namjoon tries to motivate his team.

But we'll be jet lagged...

Jimin thought bitterly, taking a breath as Namjoon counts to three.

"Bang bang bangtan!" Jimin cheers loudly, trying to hype himself up, as well as drown the sound of Jin coughing. When Yoongi looks away, he sees the marks of cupping therapy on the oldest rapper's back, reminding him even if Yoongi didn't complain, he was still hurting just as much as he was, possibly more..

I'll give it my all..just like the others.. even if it hurts..

"For you, I could pretend like I was happy when I was sad

For you, I could pretend like I was strong when I was hurt.." Taehyung starts fake love, his voice coming out a half note lower than usual, the members popping up from behind him.

Jungkook gets into his position trying to keep his eyes forward, following the note change. Taehyung stumbles a bit when Jungkook uses him to get up, but Jungkook quickly puts his hand to the floor to help support himself making it to his feet without falling.

Tae's still exhausted.. and Jinnie-hyung..

He could see the oldest member coughing, trying to keep his head down so the audience doesn't notice, his mic piece away from his mouth.

He has to sing after me.. He's shaking already... we are going right into the next song after this one without a break.

Jimin was so focused on Jin's coughing that he didn't get to his spot on time, quickly running to the center to sing his part, heat rising in his cheeks at his obvious mistake.

Jin tried to sing, but his voice cracks, coughing before quickly recovering to sing his part. The notes were too high for him even with Taehyung changing it, placing his hand on his throat to try to push past the pain.

He can't do this.. I'll just help him with his part.. we can do this.. It's fine.. it's fine.. i have to keep calm...

Jimin sees the tears shine on Jungkook's cheek when he passes him, making his throat tighten and his vision blur with unshed tears.

Jungkook can't handle watching us all suffer. Jimin loses it when he hears the congestion in Namjoon’s voice, seeing his leader's hands shaking when he moves them.

Jimin tries to sing his part, keeping his head cast down to try to keep army from seeing the tears falling.

I can't break down here, I need to stop.. I won't be able to help hyung..and if Jungkook sees me he won't be able to calm down.. I have to do this..

Jimin took a deep breath, the mic catching it a sob coming out against his will. His heart sank when he felt the eyes of his members on him. Jungkook's voice was unstable, his emotions getting the best of him.

Jimin sings his part through the uncontrollable tears, pouring all his emotions into the song, singing for both himself and Jin, the higher notes straining his vocal cords. His heart pounded in his ears, a cold sweat covering him as he struggled to get his body to move.

I'm ruining Hyung's part..why can't I hit the notes right?

Jimin feels his knees trembling, trying to collaspe from underneath him, but he pushes himself to move forward anyway, getting into his position, wiping his face as next verse comes, trying to stop the tremors before his turn.

Jimin jumps when he feels someone wrap around him, seeing the crooked fingers of Jin across his chest. Instead of being comforted by his brother's embrace, it only fueled the wave of guilt that engulfed him.

I'm ruining everything..

"Stop Jimin-ah.. you're just barely on your feet and you're looking pale.. it's okay if you can't do this.." Jin whispers by his ear.

"I have to.. you're on stage even though this morning you could hardly speak over a whisper-" Jimin's voice breaks into a cough, Jin squeezing him closer.

"Just because I do something, doesn't mean you have to do it too.. it's okay.."Jin whispers. "You don't have to-"

Jimin pushes Jin away when he heard his part coming, quickly getting into his spot, stumbling into it. He couldn't let his team down, and he could hear Army cheering for him.

I just have to make it through two songs.. just two songs..

Jimin finds his voice again, pouring his emotions into the song, nearly falling forward, dizziness washing over him when he tries to straighten up again,eyes widened with shock when he heard Jin's voice after, taking Jimins hand.

He's doing this for me..

Jimin continued through the performance until the end,ignoring all the signs his body was giving him to stop. He felt himself shivering despite all the lights making drench with sweat, he couldn't open his eyes without feeling a wave of vertigo try to send him crashing and his head pounded violently.

I need to get water..

Jimin thought desperately, going to the edge of the stage, but that was the last thing he remembered before everything faded to block.

(This got very dark very quick with this night mare. Tw. Mention of su*cide,blood and de*th. Please skip to the next green line if your sensitive these sort of things.)

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Where is everyone?

Jimin found himself in a dimly lit hallway alone. He knew something was wrong.. he could feel it in the pit of his stomach. That's when he heard it. The sound of Jin coughing. He runs towards the sound, leading him to a locker door. "Hyung..hyung open up.. open the door..I want to help you.."

"I..i..can..can't breathe.." Jin wheezes in-between coughs that are only getting worse. Jimin felt his heart sink into the pit of his stomach, his breath catching in his throat.

"Hang on hyung.. I'm coming.." Jimin runs back a few steps, slamming into the door with all his might, but the door doesn't budge, a shot of pain making Jimin gasp sharply. Jimin takes a breath, rubbing his injured shoulder before repeating it again, this time pushing all his weight against the door, sending a wave of pain up his arm, a soft scream escaping.

I'm not strong enough.

Jimin holds his shoulder, limping from the pain shooting up his leg, screaming for his fellow members.

"Namjoonie-hyung! Jungkook-ah!" Jimin calls desperately, his voice trembling as he hears Jin's cough worsen. "Taeh-hyu..yungie, Yoon..yoong.." Jimin coughs, unable to catch his breath.

"Jiminie.." Yoongi comes out of one of the rooms. "What's.." he stops mid-sentence when he hears Jin coughing, running towards the sound. Yoongi kicks the door open, rushing to his hyung’s side.

"Hyung..Hyung.." Yoongi trembles, rubbing his hand across Jin's back. Jimin followed right behind, his blood turning to ice when he sees the scarlet drops of blood coming from Jin's mouth, his sleeve soaked in it from him covering his face.

"Jimin..the..the med..mee.." Yoongi tries to get the words out, but the tremors made it impossible to breathe, let alone speak.

Jimin rushes to the bathroom, understanding what he wanted so desperately finding a pill bottle with Jin's name on the label, rushing to the bed. "I found it hyung.." Jimin struggles to open the bottle, the lid not turning no matter how hard he twisted.

"Ji..jim..min.a..you..you..need..need to op..pen it. Jinnie-hyung will.." Yoongi's voice comes out as a whisper, tears streaming down his face like waterfalls.

Jimin twisted, gripping it so tightly all the color drained from his muscles, his hands trembling with effort, but by the time he got it open, Jin's coughing had already died down.

"Its.. it's too late Jimin..it's too late.." Yoongi's voice was eerily calm, his eyes staring blankly at the limp figure that used to be his dear Hyung.

"No...no Seokjin..it..it can't be too late.." Jimin shakes a pill out of the bottle.. putting it inside of Jin's parted lips, but Yoongi was right, Jin's lips were already becoming cold..

Yoongi took the bottle, shoving pill after pill into Jin"s mouth, but to no avail. "No...No..!" Yoongi screams, making Jimin's blood curdle. "It should've been me..it..shouldve..." Yoongi looks at the pill bottle he was holding, his mind clouded with grief. He tips the bottle back, swallowing mouthfuls of pills in an instant

Jimin's eyes widen with horror when he sees Yoongi's eyes roll back in his head, his body slumping over.

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"Hyung no!" Jimin screams, waking himself up from his nightmare, bolting up right, looking around the room, noticing he was back home. "Hyung! HYUNG!" Jimin screams desperately, unaware that he wasn't alone in the room, Hoseok wrapping around him.

"Jimin, baby it's okay, it's okay.. it was just a dream.. you're okay..you're okay.." J-hope hugs his distraught dongsaeng to his chest, but Jimin was too frantic, pushing him away.

"What happened?" Taehyung rushes into the room with Jungkook at the sound of Jimin's screams, rushing to his side.

"Jin..Jin.." Jimin tried to get the words out, but he couldn't even breathe.

"I'll go get him, it's okay Hyung.. don't cry..don't cry.." Jungkook runs out of the room, going to get Jin, who was asleep in his room as per doctor's orders.

"Hyung..hyung wake up..Jimin needs you.." Jungkook removes his headphones from his ears when he noticed them in. "Jin wake up please!"

Jin sits up, groggy from the medicine he took, instantly waking up when he sees Jungkook, his doe eyes shining with unshed tears.

"What's wrong?" Jin asks, hugging the mankae to him, confused when Jungkook pushed him away.

"No, no not me. Jimin-sii.. Jimin-sii needs you. Come please." Jungkook pulls on Jin's hand, gently getting him to his feet.

Jin runs to Jimin's side, Jimin instantly reaching for him, his breath coming out in high pitched whimpers.

"Aiigo, my baby, come here.. hyung is here now.." Jin sits on the bed, squeaking when Jimin squeezes all the breath from his lungs.

"Hyung..hyu..hyu..ng..yo.y.ou're okay.." Jimin sobs into Jin's chest, soaking his shirt.

"Breathe baby, you need to breathe.." Jin rubs Jimin's back, speaking breathlessly from Jimin's grip, forcing himself not to cough. "I'm okay..I'm okay I promise..don't cry..you'll make yourself worse Jiminie.."

"Wh..where's..where's.." Jimin tried to ask a question, but a bout of coughing stops him, his lungs burning for air he was depriving them from.

"Yoongi went to get more medicine and Joon-ah went to talk to staff.. they'll be back soon okay? Everyone's okay.." Jin promises, wiping Jimin's tears away. "Just calm down for hyung.."

Jimin nods, trusting Jin's words, taking deep breaths. " im.. I'm sorry.."

"It's okay, you need to apologize for being scared, but please don't hold me so tightly..you're squeezing me.."

Jimin let's Jin go, watching the oldest member breathe heavily.

"You can hold me tightly Jimin-ah.. it's okay.." Taehyung hugs Jimin, wrapping tightly around him.

Jimin couldn't calm down completely, despite Taehyung whispering sweet nothings into his ear. His heart still pounded wildly in his chest and his voice still came out in shaky gasps.

"Jiminie-hyung is really shaken up.." Jungkook says with a pout, his eyes threatening to form tears.

"He'll be okay.. once we're all together he’ll feel better.." Hoseok reassures Jungkook, putting an arm around him."Hey Jaykay, let's go make dinner for everyone." Hoseok tries to distract the mankae, pulling him off the bed.

"Ah, okay hyung.. Taehyungie-hyungie take care of Jimin.." Jungkook says softly, hugging Jimin tightly and going with Hoseok.

"Do you want to talk about it, Jiminie? It might make you feel better." Taehyung asks softly, leaning his head on Jimins.

"I want Yoongi-hyung.." Jimin whimpers.

"He'll be back soon honey.. i promise.."

As if on cue, Jimin hears the door open, picking his head up. "Hyungie! Y-yoongi!" Jimin calls to him,his voice trembling.

Yoongi rushes into the room when he hears Jimin, dropping the bag onto the floor. "Jimin, jimin what's wrong?"

Jimin gets to his feet, hugging Yoongi tightly, only furthering Yoongis confusion.."You got a bad fever, Jiminie."

"You're okay.." Jimin sniffles. "You're here.."

"Im okay? What do you mean? Your the one who scared the fu*k outta me.. you nearly fell off the stage but Jungkook followed you to the side when he noticed you started staggering.."

"He had a bad dream.." Jin tells him softly.

Yoongi leads Jimin back to the bed. "It's okay, Jiminie, I'm perfectly fine. You don't need to worry about me. I'm just a little stressed that all. Jinnie-hyung is the only one you should worry about, but the doctor said he'll be fine with some rest.." Yoongi says the last part looking at Jin, upset to see him awake again, but understanding why.

"Me too.. I've been so worried about everyone.." Jimin sniffles, tears forming in his eyes. "I'm sorry Hyung..i..I should've let you sleep instead of..of.."

"Hey, baby don't worry about that. Im feeling a lot better after a quick doctor visit.. I just need to rest without performing for a few days.." Jin says soothingly, forcing himself not to cough. He didn't want to worry Jimin. Not when he was so unstable.

"But our schedule..We've been working so much.. ever..everything is stacking up..it's suffocating.." Jimin says with a shaky voice, his body shaking as his emotions swell up.

"Hey..hey. its okay..You don't have to talk about it Jiminie-" Yoongi starts, but Jimin puts up a finger, stopping him. He had to get it off his chest.

"I go..got so scared..I was w.e..wat..ching ev.ever..rything fall ap.apart..Namj-joon-hyung not be..ng able to thi.th..nk str..a.right and get..geti..ng sick, Jinnie-hyungs cou..ugh ge.getting w.worse by the day, gook forcing him..h.m..self to smile eve.." Jimin starts coughing, taking a deep breath to try to stop his voice from trembling before starting again. "and..and, Hobi-hyung hasn't lau..ghed in four days.. not real laugher, the one where his whole body moves.." Jimin coughs, Taehyung opening a water bottle to try to get the 95er to drink, but when Jimin meets his eyes, he just sobs again."And Taeh..hyun..gie.. it fe.fe.lt like o.o.oone wron..wron st.step and..and..plu..nge b.ba..go..in. into dep..dep.res..res.sion.. a.a.nd I can't wa..wa..tch th.th.t..at ag..ag..ain..I can't.."

"Shh.. it's okay, I'm okay.. please don't cry, you’ll make your fever worse.." Taehyung uses his thumbs to wipe away Jimin's tears. "I'm okay.. okay, really. Please..you need to calm down.." Taehyung holds out his arms, wanting to hold Jimin close to calm him down.

"Oh Jiminie.." Jin says softly, cursing himself for letting this build so much. Tears flowed down his cheeks, looking away from the others. "Namjoon will fix this.."

"And..and Yo..Yon..g..hyu..Hyunh..you d..don..sm..amile..an..any..more.. and..i don't..do..nt want.." Jimin gasps for air, his lungs burning while he struggles to catch his breath, his voice cracking. "I don't..don't w..w..an..to..lose..you.." he whimpers the vision of his dream flashing in his mind, not Hearing Jin over his hyperventilating and blood rushing in his ears.

Yoongi presses his lips together, fighting back the urge to cry. "Hey..hey none of that. Im not going anywhere.I'm not depressed, just tired and worried about my brothers. Don't worry about me okay? Just worry about yourself right now." Yoongi speaks gently, taking Jimin's pinkie in his. "I promise im okay.. but if you don't stop this I'm going to break down."

Jimin wraps his small pinkie around Yoongi's, taking a deep breath. "Ok..okay.." He closes his eyes, trying to calm his nerves, not wanting to make Yoongi cry.

Yoongi continues to gently trace shapes on Jimin's back while Taehyung holds him close to him, humming songs he knows Jimin loves. Jimin felt the weight lifting off his chest to get everything out in the open.

"I need you to take medicine for me baby, we need to get your fever down.." Jin says getting a the fever reducer from the bag on the floor.

Jimin nods, sitting up right. "Water..my throat hurts.."

"Of course, whatever you want.." Jin gets him water and pills. "Here baby, open up."

Jimin parts his lips, letting Jin push the pill onto his mouth, taking the water bottle and gulping down the water.

"No, no Jiminie, drink slowly or you'll throw up.." Jin takes the water from him. "You can drink more later okay?"

Namjoon enters the room to check on him, rushing to his side, touching Jimin's cheek. "Jimin-ah, are you okay? Hoba told me you were crying.."

"I..I can't do this hyung.. i can't keep pushing like this..i can't watch everyone slowly suffer..not again..." Jimin admits softly, coughing into his fist. He held his breath subconsciously, waiting for Namjoon to say that we couldn't afford to slow down, but Namjoon just hugs him whispering the four words Jimin desperately needed to hear.

"We're taking a break.." Namjoon promises.

"But the schedule-"

"Fu*k the schedule. We're past those days.. we don't have to destroy ourselves anymore.. We're taking a break. I'm not going to watch my team suffer again. We're going to make a new schedule next week, and the company already posted that we were taking a short break. It's all handled now, Jiminie.." Namjoon says softly, stroking Jimin's hair, smiling when he feels Jimin relaxing, his shoulders slumping as the tension leaves them. "I'm sorry, Jiminie.. I shouldn't have let that schedule push through in the first place. I promise.. I'll be a better leader from now on.."

#bts sickfic #bts #bts fanfic #bts boys #bts taehyung #bts sickie #bts namjoon #bts jhope #bts jimin #bts jungkook

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idkwhatthisisbutheresdcandstuff · 8 months

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So.... Y'all know that post that @lemonwisp made?

Well, I did it :3

For reference:

Red= Octavious

Blue= Jedediah

Purple= both

Also warning: this has the f slur in it

I’m Octavius, I’m Jedediah

He’s Jed, He’s Oct

Our life at

The museum

Totally rocks

Started as rivals

but now we are friends

Totally platonic

Which makes this next bit quite ironic

Jed’s like my husband

And Oct is like mine

Alive to the end of the night

Had nothing much in common

Loves horses

Loves swords

But we were attached at the hip

Jed’s so intriguing, so wild and brash

Oct is a nerd and a drip

But we would be together every our of the night

We would be recognized on sight

It's Jed and Octavious

Two peas in pod

Well if one pea had armor

And one pea did not

They're together

Are not!

No i don't think he's hot

Though I think he's quite gorgeous

But our people would not support us

(Ahem)

(Whoo!)

Just watching him fight

My gosh its a site

Alive till the end of the night

Octavious looks so damn fine, I just admit

Just look at the way he walks

It cant be that bad to give him one little kiss

I really wanna see his.... Clock!

Why would being together make us social refugees?

'Cause there's no you can fall in love with me

Oh right

So we were

Octavious and Jedediah

A vulgar display

Like some weird romcom

Except we're totally straight

He's so fine

He's so nice

But no way we would date

I mean we could just have a a fling

But im scared that we would be seen

We were contrary forces, who somehow combined

Alive till the end of the night

Then something crazy happened, when I came to his aid

I was tending to Jedediahs wound

I decided this was the best time

I was no longer afraid

I told him how I feel but he refused

I didn't want to hurt him i wasn't trying to be mean

But what we have is very unclean

Um, Jedediah?

Sorry, thanks for the bandages

We walked around the museum and no need to pretend

What he said had made me sad

And everyone was asking "Octavious who's your friend?

The one thats a-"

Cowboy?

"... F*g?"

All this malice aimed at Jedediah was quite startling and new

So I did what any best friend would do

I said

"I'm Octy, he's Jed...

We used to be close

But now he's malicious and stupid

It came from his folks

Used to have a crush on him but now we are foes

In this world is there a site

More tragic than this parasite?

So that is our story

And ain't it divine?

Alive till the end of the

Cold bitter end

I cant wait for the end of the night

Yeah sorry, I don't know what you were expecting

#natm #night at the museum #jedtavius #natm jedediah #natm fandom #natm octavius #jedediah smith #natm jedtavius #jedediah and octavius #octavious

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soccerwag · 1 year

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Hey! Im real soory to bother but can you write something fluff for vinicius jr like your first date or something anything will be fine really if you cant or dont feel like it please feel free to ignore this <33

Yes I will 🤭🫶🏼 I hope you like the way I interpreted it. I also know it’s kinda short this is my first time but I’m sure they’ll get longer the more I practice!

Summary: You and Vini have been friends for a while. You’ve had a crush on him for a while now but never mentioned it out of fear of ruining your friendship. Just recently he had opened up to you about his feelings for you and now today was the day you and him were going on your first date.

Warnings: None

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I’m so stressed right now! I have no clue what to wear, how to do my hair or makeup or what shoes to wear! If I’m being honest I’m so nervous that I don’t even remember what time he said he was going to be here.

I’ve liked Vini since we were 13. At first I tried pushing the feelings away, pretend that they weren’t even there but eventually that was just not something I could do. Although I never put right told him I liked him I’m sure it was obvious to our other mutual friends that I did. It honestly kind of shocked me when he told me he’s liked me for a while now too. All this time I’ve been thinking it was one sided and when really it never was.

I was so engrossed in my panic and anxiety that I didn’t even hear the front door open. I was still in my pajamas. My hair was still a freak show and I haven’t gotten the chance to freshen up.

“Well don’t you look gorgeous straight out of bed.” I heard a familiar voice say behind me.

I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“Shit Vini, I didn’t expect you to be here so soon.” I covered my face from embarrassment.

“I couldn’t figure out what to wear because I wanted to look my best for you but everything I tried on I hated.” I rambled on, starting to work myself up again.

“Hey, hey, hey, you look gorgeous all the time, you could be wearing a huge T-shirt covered in food and a pair of sweatpants and I’d still think you looked absolutely stunning.

I didn’t know how to react, I was calmed immediately, my anxiety washed away and my tension soon let up.

“Vini…you know just how to make me feel better.” I smiled and gave him a hug.

“Why don’t we just have a cute little movie date here.” Vini suggested.

“Honestly that would be great.” I said with another smile tugging on my face again.

He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the living room.

“What movie do you want to watch princesa.”

“Princess and the frog.”

I laid my body on top of his and just engulfed myself in my body warmth.

We ate so much popcorn and candy I thought I personally was going to explode. I was starting to doze off to sleep but the last thing I heard before I hit slumber was,

“Thank you mi vida, for being you, one day soon I’ll tell you I love you while you’re awake but for now to not scare you I’ll say it while you sleep.” Vini said while stroking my hair and I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

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Vini after bagging you

#vini jr #imagine #book blurb #fluff #soccer #vinicius junior

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pyrookami · 10 months

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My Possession

When I first bought the new house, I was ecstatic. It was a dream house in a beautiful location for an unbelievably low price. Its didn’t take long to learn why. The incidents started small, little items not being where I left them, a flash of a shadow out the corner of my eye. After two months, that is when the actual horrors started. I wasn’t raised particularly religious and had no previous superstitions to speak of but the third time I was physically dragged from bed by an unseen attacker and thrown against the doorframe, well I think anyone would turn to the church for help. Now for the moment I was single with no children, but I had invested my life savings into this house, as cheap as it was it was still a house. I had intended on living a good portion of my life here.

The first place I turned was the catholic church as id seen they were most likely to know what to do to rid my home of whatever was there. Three visits by the local father, the first I was startled by the house being filled with an eerie distorted laughter that the father didn’t acknowledge as he read his scriptures from room to room. Upon exiting I could see how shaken he truly was.

“This entity is powerful, but the good news is it is only one entity, after two more cleansings we will rid you of this unholy entity.”

With that he handed me a rosary of silver and a bundle of sage with the instructions.

“Light the sage before bed and walk throughout the house until the smoke has been in every room. Make sure you always keep the rosary on your person for protection.”

I will be honest, I delayed going home as long as I feasibly could that night. I feared what would happen if everything being done had no effect, or if it made things worse, what would I do? What could I do? My engineering job paid well enough but most of those checks went to paying off my student loans. My savings were in the house, I had to weather whatever was going on. Finally, around eleven pm I could put it off no longer, I had to sleep and had work in the morning. As I stepped from the surprisingly cold Texas summer night into my house, I didn’t notice anything at first. Then as I sighed in relief, I saw my breath fog in the air in front of my face. It was below freezing inside. I checked the thermostat, and it was set to a reasonable seventy-two degrees Fahrenheit, still the thermometer was reading twenty-nine degrees Fahrenheit. I fumbled with numb hands for the sage and upon lighting it with my zippo the temperature nearly instantly rose to a more reasonable level. With another sigh of relief, I did as instructed and wafted the sage smoke into every room in the house. Then with the rosary around my neck went to bed at peace for the first time in a while.

BURNING! I awake to a searing pain on my chest only to open my eyes and see my panting breathe fogging the again freezing air. On reflex, I grab for the rosary only to find a metal puddle cold but pooled on my chest the chain has fallen onto the sheets and covers leaving burn marks, yet all are as cold as the air. Something in me, likely my inner child, says it cant hurt me if I pretend to sleep. So, I close my eyes tight knowing rationally it wont stop this thing from tormenting me. But, desperate, I try anything before I feel the familiar grip on my ankle and am slung physically across the room.

In the morning I wake in bed and at first, I hope it was just a dream, but then the pain hits. This was so much worse than before. My arm feels broken getting out of bed there is a cross shaped burn raw in the center of my chest with smaller bead sized burns forming when the rosary had rested on my chest and neck. Looking in the mirror I get dressed and headed straight to the ER. The bruising looked almost as if I had been attacked by a gang with baseball bats. But that wasn’t what scared me most. No, what scared me was on my mirror written in what looked like blood was my name.

Three fractures, one of my ribs, one of my radius, and one of my humorous. Sadly, I had to explain my injuries to the police who were under the impression I may have been mugged. They laughed at my statement. A call to the church and the father from before was meeting me at the house this time with an entourage. Well, I have learned something today. Apparently for a full cleansing of a house of a demonic presence the catholic church believes in safety in numbers. How many priests does it take to clear one single house of one single demon? According to the Texas cardinal, who was not there just for your information, twelve. They told me to rent a hotel for the night and tomorrow it would be safe to return. Needless to say, I was skeptical.

I must say, even though this whole ordeal has only been going on for two months and the worst of it has only been happening for about a week, I don’t remember the last time I slept so well. Five stars to that small cheap hotel for a quiet restful night’s sleep. Got a call from the priest. He believes their latest cleansing was successful as they spent the last eight and a half hours throwing everything they know at the entity. Around six am it stopped all phenomena and the priest says I should be safe from now on.

I went from the best sleep I can remember to the worst, all one day apart. It started peaceful enough, I’m pretty sure it was to lull me into relaxing. Then as soon as I lay down to sleep. BAM! The full haunting experience! Objects being thrown? Check! Apparitions appearing and disappearing? Also check! Creepy laughter with no source? Fucking check! Having blood writing appear on my walls and ceiling? Yep, also there! Oh, lets not forget the classic now of being bodily picked up and throw around like a child’s rag doll. Nope cant forget about that. When dawn broke that’s when everything finally stopped. I immediately left the house. You may be wondering why I didn’t during the night? I tried believe me whatever this thing is it knows it cant leave the house and has done everything in its considerable powers to keep me contained while it can. Once just once I thought I could get outside just as my foot was over the threshold of the open front door I was pulled back in by my neck. Im now wearing a cast and neck brace.

The Catholics visited again. This time the fat ass cardinal came down himself. Not that it did any good, he took one look at the house turned to me and simply said.

“Move out!”

Then they all left me most looking apologetic some not even able to look me in the eye. Well screw them there are other options…Aren’t there?

Rented the hotel room for the week, if this isn’t solved in a week, I may end up moving back in with my ma in Tennessee, while I try and sell this cursed house. Oh, right I’ve had it confirmed this house has a curse on it that anytime someone attempts to make their home in it a demon from hell will torment them. Apparently, someone wanted this house so bad they didn’t mind torturing people thirty years after they died. Had a psychic come and that’s the story I’ve been given. Yeah, you can laugh at me all you want for believing him but I’m at my wits end for this. The psychic wasn’t much help anyway his advice was to demolish the house since it’s the structure itself that is cursed not the land. Not very helpful.

I have contacted a specialist, yes there are demon exorcising specialists…Apparently. He’s coming from Georgia, but I’m assured he can help, and he claims hell do it for just his travel expenses. The catholic church charged me more than that and I personally believe they made the thing mad and thus made the possession worse. I’m to pick the specialist up from the airport in the morning. Here’s hoping I’ve spent my last night in a hotel rather than a house.

Well picking up a demon exorcising specialist is entertaining to say the least, I was being stared at with everything from fear to hilarity standing there with my cardboard sign. Still don’t understand why the man couldn’t give me his last name over the phone but making me have a sign reading.

“Devil trouble, please help!”

I feel I’m being made a fool of. When he approached, he seemed…normal. He was dressed in black slacks had a semi nice black tie and jacket over a white dress shirt. The only strange things were his hat, an obviously home-made deal, and his luggage a single carry-on bag that looked to me like an instrument case. When I asked if he had any checked luggage he simply smiled and shook his head before gesturing me to lead the way. In the car, he said almost nothing aside from what to call him and for me to describe exactly what has occurred in my case of the possession.

“Call me Junior, please tell me what y’all have experience with the entity. Has it given a name?”

At my description Junior simply pursed his lips as the rest of his face remained stoic and calm. That was all he said in the almost hour drive from the Houston airport to my small slice of suburban hell. Upon arrival at my haunted house, he insisted on my leading the way in. I think he was testing my story which if he was the entity accommodated admirably with a shriek of my name the moment we stepped inside and a bout of creepy laughter just for good measure. Without a word junior set his case of the floor and took off his hat and handed it to me. With a look and a motion, he bade me step back to the door which slammed closed before I could make my exit. With a sigh he turned to the rest of the house and introduced himself with the strangest challenge for the supernatural id ever heard.

“Well son since you want him here that’s fine. My names johnny, and I have a challenge for you if you win you can bring back something to your boss he wants back desperately if I win you will return to hell from where you came and never darken the world of gods chosen ever again. Is that acceptable?”

Before my eyes the shadows of the house darkened and collected until a being stood before Johnny? Junior? It stood no less than eight feet tall with arms so long they dragged the ground legs that looked like an animals like a cow or goats. And a head so unnaturally misshapen it hurt to look at. As the monstrosity revealed itself johnny knelt to open his luggage. I was right it was a simple instrument case but what he pulled out was no simple instrument. Its gleamed golden even in the dim light. Johnny spoke quietly as he held the instrument. A violin? He began to do something with the stick that accompanied the violin. Somehow the entity semed to shrink a little as johnny spoke.

“Quite a while ago my daddy won this in a contest against the devil himself. The bet then was a soul for the golden fiddle. I have been training with a fiddle since I was knee high to a grasshopper just so when it was my turn to show up the hellish fools that would harm those of the lords people, I would be more than up to the task.”

Before my eyes as the first notes of the fiddle played the demon shriveled and vanished. It appears the demon wasn’t going to risk anything on a bet against a family that had bested his infernal lord. Then and there I swore to myself this young mans story needed to be heard.

“im not sure I introduced my self properly…johnny? My name is Charlie daniels and I would love to hear the story behind that golden fiddle.”

With a laugh the young man replied.

“Johnny was my old man. But sure I’ll tell. One day, the devil went down to Georgia.”

#hfy #writing practice

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ohleander · 1 year

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1.23.23

Feeling the dire need to be brutally honest with myself and admit just how bad things are inside my brain and that I could really use some help. My biggest problem is that I don't know how to ask for it or how to even let someone know I'm feeling this way without feeling like a burden. The people around me don't deserve a sad-sack all the time, especially not my dad. I'm supposed to be a good and fun companion.. I really want things to be good for him but I feel like he's sad and let down whenever I'm going through a depressive episode. The depressive episodes have been so frequent lately. More than anything I want him to know that its not him. Its my brain.. my brain feels so bruised inside my skull today. It pangs with the same tenderness as a skinned knee, except all over on the inside. Nobody follows this blog and it makes me feel a lot better.. I'm always afraid to post something to cause concern.. I don't want attention from others, generally, but I feel like my eyes are constantly bleeding and people are just pretending its ok... seeing it and not doing anything because they don't wanna be inconvenienced. It feels that way at least. I guess I'm lucky in the fact that my people pleasing and fear of disappointing others is kinda keeping me on this earth. I still need everything to just stop and pause for 2 seconds. I haven't been able to process all the things lately.. I'm swallowing too much, is how it feels. And I want to be straight up honest here and admit that for the past 4 months or so I've felt more suicidal than I ever have in my life. The feeling of wanting to not be here is so overwhelming and also involuntary at times. Along the vein of a toddler needing a nap? But to the worst extreme. Too much self awareness is my friggin curse and I'm happy to be self aware but there's a point where its too much and I cannot get things to turn off. I'm constantly hearing words inside my head, whether its repeated lyrics or repeated sentences from the day.. all over top of my subconscious thoughts and all that on top of my active thoughts. Its hard to describe that its a lot. I handle everything well on the outside, and I definitely do a good job overall with all that's on my plate but its wearing me down to nothing. I've had more days where I want to quit my job more than anything. Its a terrible environment if you are anyone with responsibility. Its a tough pace to keep and everyone can get nasty for no reason. I cant take it for too much longer, I cannot be so dramatically unhappy and its the only thing I can change quickly. I am just so overwhelmed. Its hard for me to trust too.. dad doesn't have any connections outside of the family.. i think he'd prefer to be completely alone, but he does like having me around. I feel like I have the opportunity to do things right and well while he's still here and yet that task feels so daunting. Its so hard to live and function in this country, even amidst all the opportunities. I'm so angry that I make $20 an hour and that's STILL not enough to live comfortably. My savings is dwindling and its scary. I have an elderly father to support and yet we are 1 emergency away from not having enough money to function. It really scares me. I always feel as if I can do better but I cannot force myself to get it together. I think the hardest thing to swallow is that I feel like I have this perfectly fine vessel of a body with no illnesses other than whats in the mind and I cannot manage to get myself to cooperate. I had all day today and yet my anxiety and depression had me at the throat all day to where I barely did anything. I'm to the point where if I don't find a better way to "choose myself" I might freakin lose myself.

and on that thought, I cannot help but feel like my whole personality has become void. All I feel like I do is work and come home and rest. I've got a list of hobbies but cant consistently keep up with them unless there's the pressure of a deadline, like someone's birthday or a holiday.

I do think the hardest thing I've had to admit to myself today is that my suicidal thoughts are very real and that I've had them for a while. I can sit with that thought without being afraid. Its tough to admit because of my pride, perhaps? I don't want to cause any stirring.. I don't want to be the reason something isn't ok. I don't want everyone to fuss over it if I tell them because I don't trust the kind of responses I'll get. It'll be harder to deal with the backpedaling than anything else. And yet my feelings are so loud and real and I don't want them to be. Its the only solution my brain can come up with though all the pain that its been in.

A tree just fell in the woods and made a suspicious crash.. I'm always relieved when they dont fall on the house.

This is a long one but I want to keep going. This has really been a tough month since the last one. I thought I'd get a break at the holidays but the 1 week off was not enough to fix my problems, nor was my first day back at the day job an easy one.. I cant keep teetering between feeling fine and feeling SO extremely not fine.. the fluctuation is exhausting.

Another thing I'm aware of is how my childhood is affecting me now. Some things make a lot of sense and other things are shocking to me when I realize it. I was always the emotional comfort in the family. I was allowed space to be a child but only by myself. I can remember a handful of times my dad joined in on tea parties though because I asked. One tough thing Ive been working through lately has been the fact that I was always sent to be alone to deal with my emotions when I "behaved badly" It was either time out or my room. If I ever got upset, I would be told to stop crying and get over it. But I really am an emotional crybaby of a human and that's fine with me. I will cry so much instead of shoving it down from here on!

Writing has definitely been helpful but I realize its not a fix-all for this depression. I need to take responsibility somehow. I need to find balance between my responsibility and my boundaries. I cannot always be an open yes-man. Maybe the part-timers have it right when they say "I can ONLY work these days and that's it"

How can I become a better people person without being a people pleaser? That comment hurt me real deep last week. It made me well up with anger because I'm literally so nice, why is that a bad thing. Another thought I've had recently has been the fact that I've been allowing my anger to come out a little more.. I feel as though I have so much anger blocking up inside of me... letting it out bit by bit has highlighted the depression maybe.. I'm at least allowing myself to feel things which is something I never used to do in a good way before. ...or did I? Its very confusing.. I think that's why professional help would be good.

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cryptic-twink · 1 year

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Why does everything with them have to be do fucking complicated like just give me a break. I literally just want to hang out with my friends and spend the night, but noooo, we have to make it stupid and complicated. Nothing bad is going to happen if i spend the night at my friend's apartment, i promise. I dont even have that many friends anymore i just want to be able to hang out with the ones i have left with out it being a production. Why does this have to be so fucking annoying?? Cant sleepover with my lesbian friends because uh oh, two lesbians cant share a room (i can and have without anything happening) i cant let my straight friend sleep in my room because idk (i can and have done it in the past) and i cant sleepover at my friends house, bitch he has a bf. (I wouldn't even be in the same room) i hate this so fucking much how much loger before i can get out of here like 2 years isnt that long but its going to feel like 100. Like i want to scream but i just have to sit here and pretend that sure its fine ill just let the few friends i have left slip away and never seriously date anyone for more than two months. Sure its fine that all of my friends can hang out with each other whenever they want but i have to give a whole dissertation on what we're doing and who'll be there give me a fucking break as if they didnt do the same things when they were my age. Sure its fine if you misgender me at every opportunity (my pronouns have been the same for longer than ive been out, over a year) and call me a lady and a girl. Im so tired of this shit i just want to leave. I know it would make things a million times more difficult but i just want to be able to have new years at my friends house without having to justify every single thing i do

#Ik it was a little vague #I just needed to rant though #my ramblings #Im so sick of this #I feel bad complaining too because my friends have it so much worse than me but im also fucking miserable #Like my mental health has never been worse and idk why i know im insanely privileged #Mental health #mental health talk #Ive lost so many friends idk how or why #Im just trying to hold onto the ones i have but its hard when almost all of them will have graduated in a year #The one person i can talk to about anything serious graduated and im trying desperately to stay friends #I know hes struggling too but im afraid hes going to give up on putting in effort #Im just trying to exist without any real mental health help #its not going great #If u actually read all the tags illy #Kissing u on the lips rn

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krazykatrina21 · 1 year

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Been A while

God these past 2 month i have grown so much and learned so much about myself. I am sad but grateful. I was vulnerable and finally opened up to someone. It was not the right person but at least i did it. i am hurt. He hurt me with his words but i hurt him too. Its very strange. i knew that he wasn't ready to settle down and his whole life i s such a mess. He doesn't have his priorities straight and continues to out himself in situations that fuck him over. He applies himself ever so slightly and then pretends he doesn't care when i know that he does and it eats him up inside. He is terrified of rejection - but aren't we all? He just called me and said the doesn't wanna be with me and cant handle a relatiosnhip and doesn't want to be exclusive because he doesnt wanna worry about me or the liability and he dosnt want me to worry about him and the liability. WHy am i okay with this. I am not. i am not going to take the fucking breadcrumbs for the thousandth time in life. I cant do it anymore. i just want to be loved like i love i jsust want to be with someone who cares about me the way i desreve to be cared about i have always been second best i have always been th girl ceying silently to herself nin the corner while the whole room is just sraing at her beautiful smile. I need to stop getting so attached. i need to stop being a doormatt. I Need to start knowing my self worth. i need to carry myself with class and poise. I deserve real love. I deserve it for fucks sake. I FUCKIGN DESERVE IT. i learned that i am capable of it. I am still young and i am still beautiful and i can do anything i set my mind to. I need to set my mind on this. i need to go on dates and be free. I live in teh city i make 200K a year i am beautiful i need to stop letting men walk all over me. I have this very warped view of love na di need to fix it instead of allowing it to run my life. i am taking off another baindaid today. i am stainding tall. I am no longer a man eater i am a woman who needs to be taken care of. I learned it the hard way. now its my turn.

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jimmyclueless · 3 years

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Been seeing stuff abt c!slimecicle being infantalized recently and mostly in relation to sex (not knowing what it is 🥺 silly little baby boy baby child) and I feel like it's important to remember he's a fucking animal? A mob? A creature from the earth?? Hes a slimy grimy boy and a little freak of nature (affectionate) and rlly shouldn't be held to the standards of humans. Dude this is a SLIME he's pretending to be a human wtf are yall doin??? And since he's spent millions of years in the ground watching he's seen some shit aight?? Pretty sure he knew wilbur banged a fish ("your father loved [fish]" - to fundy) so don't say anything abt that but also sexual doesn't equal adult or mature. Anyways stop making up weird shit for an ancient mob whos never interacted with society and therefore isn't skilled socially. 1. Ableist 2. Wtf that's a whole ass mob who's so old that he can talk and change form

#i didnt want it to get long but i feel like a lot of ppl just. disregard that fact that he is a Creature and. if u met a monkey that can #clearly talk and is against all odds interacting with humans with their language wearing clothes with a straight back pretending to be a #human. would u look at it and see that it cant interact socially it can say words and mean things tho fairly fluently #would u think that it probably doesnt know what sex is #and then infantalize it??#yall idk if we need more lore abt him for this judgement to pass but slimecicle is an extraordinary thing thats evolved immensely and is #pretending to be a human. remember tho he aint! he aint a human! so dont hold them to your human standards!#also ur human standards are shit if u think ppl who dont care abt sex n ppl who cant do social are children to be infantalized #much longer than i wanted but srsly i dont see many ppl mention it #c!slimecicle #slimecicle #dsmp

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1tad0ri · 3 years

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(u can say no if u no like but-) giving itadori yuuji a blowjob in the bathroom stall cuz he was feeling horny and was being handsy with reader (this is before being involved in jujutsu) thank you so much!!

warning: public sex, blowjob (even tho this is before the jujutsu stuff, they’re still 18+ so pretend the jjk school is a college or smth <3)

itadori yuuji x fem!reader

how can i NOT like this

“that was embarrassing.”

“seriously? i thought it was pretty hot.” yuuji was trailing wet, open mouthed kisses on your neck, one hand shoved up your shirt to squeeze your tits while his other hand kneaded your ass.

you rolled your eyes, arms looped comfortably over his shoulders. “yeah, it was hot, but you weren’t exactly subtle, babe.”

“no one even noticed!” he leaned back to look at you, indignant, and you took in his swollen lips and the shimmer of your lip gloss along his jaw. he was so cute. you leaned up to peck his lips, finding them soft, thinking about how he was so sweet (even in spite of him groping you like this).

“yeah, i’m sure the prof didn’t notice you trying to finger fuck me in the third row of the lecture hall.”

“yeah, he didn’t.” when yuuji grinned unironically, you resisted the urge to slap him, instead pushing him back and against the opposite wall of the bathroom stall. you sunk to your knees and set about unbuckling his jeans while he automatically rested a hand atop your head.

“you look hot like that.”

you rolled your eyes, freeing his cock from his boxers and pumping the length, smearing the leaking precum along the head. “you always say that.”

“and it’s always true.” his hand slipped down to brush against your cheek. “you’re always beautiful, babe.”

you rolled your eyes again, but still turned your head to kiss his fingers in thanks, letting your tongue loll out when he pressed against your bottom lip. yuuji slipped his fingers into your mouth and you sucked on them, tongue running all over as you stared up at him.

“holy fuck.” he shoved them further in and you greedily coated them in your saliva, maintaining eye contact with him. “babe, please let me fuck you right now.”

you let the fingers slip out of your mouth, spit dribbling down and you wiped the back of your hand across your mouth. “nope!” your chipper reply had his face falling and he pouted. it was so hard to resist that look. “you act like you don’t want your dick sucked, yuuji.” pumping the length, you landed a tentative lick to the head, making him shiver.

“i just want you to feel good too, baby.”

fuck. there was a reason he always left your legs shaking—yuuji was an unselfish lover, always eager to please, whether it be you wanting to sit on his face or his dick, he let you do whatever you wanted. there was something else you wanted to do right now though. instead of saying anything else, you leaned forward to wrap your mouth around his cock, pushing it in as far as it could go, hands wrapped around what couldn’t fit.

“fuuuck.” his grip on your head tightened as he threw his own back, the stall wall shaking as his head slammed against it.

you popped his dick out of your mouth, saliva coating the surface of it, shiny under the grainy bathroom lights. “yuuji, baby, you have to be quiet.” after class, he had pulled you into the closest bathroom to the lecture hall—not exactly subtle but it’d do. thankfully, the room had been empty, even with the mass of students milling around just outside in the hallway.

“right, right, sorry.” yuuji’s sheepish grin was a heavy contrast to the current situation and you once again wondered how he had so much duality. “feels good. i’ll be quiet—i promise. pinky promise.” he held out his hand—oh my god, he was actually serious—and you looped your pinky around his just to humor him—this bet would be over before it even started.

hand squeezing around the base of his cock, you raised an eyebrow at the strangled groan that bubbled out of him. “mmm, yes, very quiet, yuuji,” you mocked him, giggling, and set about pumping his length again. the slick coating it let your hand slide easily over the skin. “if we get caught i’m blaming you.”

“you can do whatever you want.” yuuji watched you with lust-darkened eyes, humming under your touch, and you felt a light push on the back of your head. “come on, baby girl, going to take me all, right? you’re torturing me here.”

“dramatic,” you mumbled under your breath, but still sucked the salty tip onto your tongue. you could tell he was trying his best to control his breathing and you decided to take pity on him, pulling it out of your mouth again. before he could complain, you began leaving soft kisses down the sides of the flushed skin, enjoying the way his thighs shook and how his eyes kept squeezing close in pleasure despite him fighting to keep them open and watch you—you’d work him up to his high, carefully, slowly, letting him keep his voice low.

“shit,” he whispered, back of his hand pressing against his mouth when you set back pushing his cock down your throat, stopping halfway to let him adjust to the warm heat. your hands worked on the lower half, messy and wet from your spit. “fuck, yes. just like that, baby girl. can i move?”

you gave a slight nod of your head—well, as much as you could with your mouth filled like this—and an affirmative bat of your lashes. you knew he liked when you looked pretty just for him. with that, you felt both of his hands on the back of your head now and you let him cant his hips forward, forcing you to swallow more and more of him. your hands fell away from his cock to grip his thighs, hollowing your cheeks and opening up your throat to let him slide in easily.

“you’re doing so good. just a little more for me, okay? shit... yes, keep going. you’re so good, babe.”

by the time your nose hit his pelvis, you were taking shallow breaths, trying to wipe off the drool that threatened to drip from your lips around his cock, and doing your best not to gag as he filled your mouth so wholly. yuuji was drawing circles on your cheek with his thumb, mumbling praises, and you could tell he was trying not to cum right then and there.

“that’s my baby. your mouth feels so warm. god and your fucking lips. so messy... i love you, you know that? mmm... bet your pussy feels even better.” everything he was saying was going straight to your core and you could feel the building arousal between your legs, cunt throbbing. you squeezed your thighs together to satiate it for now (he’d take care of you soon).

as soon as the weight holding you down released, you pulled off of his cock with a gasp, the back of one hand shooting up to wipe off the fluids that were dripping down your chin and your other hand setting a steady pace sliding up and down his dick once again. spurred on by his earlier words, you set back kissing and sucking along his dick, hands and mouth working in tandem. yuuji was cursing and moaning under his breath, biting at his fist to keep himself from yelling out. he set a steady rhythm where he would tilt his hips forward to meet your mouth when you would sink down—it made you gag but the feeling of him hitting the back of your throat was perfection.

his breathing grew labored the longer you worked, hand splayed against the stall wall behind him to keep himself steady. “fuck... gonna cum. swallow it for me, baby? don’t wanna get you messy—your little outfit looked so cute today.”

knowing he was close made you quicken the bob of your head, slurping and licking along the shaft. “mhm. yuuji, wanna taste you.” you kissed the tip. “on my tongue?”

“anything you want, princess.”

you let him push and pull your head along his cock as he reached his high, his face contorting into pleasure—you could see his muscles straining under his thin shirt, biceps flexing as he held onto you, and neck pulled tight as he tried to bite back his moans. it wasn’t long until yuuji was spilling into your throat and you dutifully waited until he was done, doing your best to swallow around his cock, and then lapping up any of the excess—you showed him your tongue full of white as a cheeky reward, biting your lip and grinning when he took in a sharp breath.

“that’s my baby girl.”

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underneaththe-waterfall · 3 years

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Do you have to go pt2

PART 1

Mature content ahead* SMUT, fluff , light angst at the very end

summary: Jaebum was finally home for a day and his muscles were clearly in pain. You give him an oil message which leads to many other things. Somehow you still end up disappointed in the end.

You woke up feeling steady breathing on your neck and muscular arms holding your waist. You nearly forgot that jaebum had a day off today; It felt good to wake up together after such a while. You yawned and turned around facing jaebum and you noticed how ethereal he looked. His messy black hair rested on his forehead and he had a slight stubble. You loved this look on him. It made him look more like your boyfriend and not the idol that thousands of girls die over.

You laid there for a moment just looking at him so lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even realise that jaebum was now wide awake looking back at you with a smirk on his face. ”I know im sexy but are you really planning to just stare at me the whole day today or...” You both begin laughing as you playfully hit his chest. After a moment jaebum pulls you close again and snuggles close to you, his nose against your back ready to go back to sleep. ”Oh no dont think your going to sleep again its already 12″ you say while moving away from him and removing the covers from both your bodies.

He groans instantly hugging himself “Its so cold can we not just stay in bed today?” You wanted to go on a whole rant about how he was never home and this was probably gonna be the only day for a few weeks you were gonna get together, and that you didn’t wanna waste it all just sleeping. But you knew if you said this it would turn into something much more serious. There was no point arguing with jaebum over something like this especially when you missed spending time with him so much.

“Im gonna go shower and then you can go when im done and then we can head out somewhere” You wait for a response and all you hear is a mumble from jaebum saying something along the lines of ‘so bossy’ whilst wrapping himself in a blanket again with his eyes closed. You sigh whilst heading to the bathroom and have a quick shower followed by your skincare routine. You expected to have to come and have to wake up jaebum again but he was sitting and using his phone at the edge of the bed. He got up wordlessly and headed for the bathroom once you had entered the bedroom. You put on one on jaebums loose shirts with shorts and headed downstairs to make some breakfast.

After a while when you headed back upstairs to call jaebum for breakfast you saw him sitting on the bed holding his shoulder with a frown on his face. It was clear that he was in pain but he never liked to admit it in front of you. You walk towards him and as soon as he realises that your coming he lets go of his shoulder and heads for the wardrobe only in his towel. ”Wait, dont get dressed yet” you say while reaching for something in the drawer. “Why? do you want me to seduce you?” he says with a sexy expression followed by a laugh from the both of you .Now holding a bottle of message oil, you ushered him towards the bed. ”I’m gonna give you a message” his expression falls when he realises you saw him earlier sulking on the bed.

“No its fine its gonna go back to normal soon anyways” he says whilst adjusting his towel which was about to drop. “Shush lay down on your stomach on the bed right now” you say while pouting and crossing his arms. He coos while looking at you and steps closer to you pressing a gentle kiss on your pouting lips. ”Okay okay you can give me a message” he says while laying down on the bed the towel still covering his lower half. You take a seat at the bottom of his back where you could see the two dimples. You apply the oil to your hands before messaging jaebums shoulders with as such strength as you could get. You went to his back after his shoulder and you felt satisfied hearing his groans. You seat yourself on his thighs messaging his lower back and eventually you were done with his back.

“Okay turn around now” you say while getting up from his legs. He turns around and his towel lightly slips and you could see his dick , and for some reason he was half hard. A light blush covered your cheeks as you fixed the towel so it was covering him properly. When you looked up at jaebum ,he was smiling and he had a weird look in his eyes you couldn’t really understand .”So are you not gonna give me a message anymore because you saw-”.You cut him off straight away by taking a seat on his lower stomach and putting more message oil on your hands and this clearly shut him up You made sure not to make any eye contact with him as you rubbed your hands together and then began messaging his shoulders. Jaebum tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut biting his lips to prevent any sound coming out.

He had been tired and his muscles had been aching for a while now so when you gave him a message it felt too good. You continued to focus on the task at hand and before you realised it you were sitting directly on top of jaebums dick which was merely covered by the towel. You continued messaging him until you heard a really loud moan followed by “you’ve messaged me enough”, He quickly gets you of him and switches your positions so he was now straddling you. By now his towel was nowhere to be seen and he was exposed in front on you. You gulp while looking up at jaebum and you can see hunger in his eyes. He leans down and kisses you and his tongue enters your mouth straight away. He continues to kiss you and you push him away as you run out of breath.

He looks at you also completely out of breath and straight away reaches for the hem of his shirt that you were wearing. You put your arms up so he could remove the shirt and his eyes fall straight away to your breasts. You had not worn a bra since you were at home and now you were glad you didn’t. He pushes you back down so your back touches the bed and begins to kiss down your neck. He continues to kiss down until he reaches to your breast. He fondles one of your breast with one hand while he marks the other. You let out a moan and you could feel that you were becoming restless. ”I cant wait any longer” you say completely blissed out looking at jaebum with hooded eyes.

“Then ride me”

He lays down and waits till you remove your shorts and panties and straddle him. His hands immediately reach to your hips squeezes them as you lean down to kiss him. He could feel your wet heat on his dick and the fast heart beat of your clit. It was driving him crazy. He pulled away from the kiss and tapped your thighs motioning for you to lift them up a bit. You held onto his shoulders and closed your eyes as he aligned his dick with your entrance. After a second you slipped down on his cock letting out incoherent sounds and jaebum tilted his head back and squeezed his eyes shut in relief.

It had been such a while since you had been intimate with jaebum and at this point you were both very needy. You stayed seated on him as he waited for you to adjust. It was definitely not the first time you and jaebum were having sex but since it had been a while it took you some time to adjust to his size. You felt jaebum move underneath you so you opened your eyes. You could see his hooded eyes and the way he was biting his lips and it was making you feel even needier then you felt before. You began to move and each time you moved you could feel jaebums dick drag against your walls. It felt heavenly. You slowed down your pace now getting tired and as soon as jaebum noticed this he began to thrust up into your heat. You leaned your head on his shoulder as he kept moving himself in and out of you as fast as he could.

”Im gonna-” you couldnt finish your sentence because of the knot you were feeling at the bottom of your stomach .He didn’t respond to what you said but instead moved his hand down to your clit to help your release. You let out even louder moans at the feeling of his fingers circling around your clit fast and mercilessly. And before you knew it you were coming with a loud moan followed by jaebums name. You were so blissed out that you didnt even realise jaebum had pulled out and you were now laying with your back on the bed. He inserted his cock back inside you and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he pounded into you harder and faster. You felt so sensitive after just coming but you wanted jaebum to finish to. You opened your eyes to see the look on his face he always had before he was about to cum.

You watched as he sped up hitting even deeper spots inside you as he grunted. With a last powerful thrust that nearly made you scream he came inside you. You could feel his warm juices fill you up and you groaned at the feeling. He laid down and pulled you on top on him his now half softened dick still inside you. You both stayed there wordlessly for a few moments in bliss. Just as you were laying there you heard jaebums phone ring. You both just ignored it pretending you couldn’t hear it because you both were so sleepy. After it rang the second time jaebum pulled out and you let out a small groan at the feeling of all his cum seeping out of you. He picked up his phone and it was his manager. “You guys have an interview today in like 30 minutes and all the other boys are here. i dont know why your still not here i messaged you early in the morning.” Jaebum didnt make any eye contact with you as his manager spoke. He answered back calmly “Ill be there in 20 ill get dressed from home no need to get an outfit for me”

After that you blanked out not really hearing the rest of the conversation. You watched jaebum as he cut the phone and looked at you. You were sat on the bed completely naked and your body was littered with love bites. You had tears in your eyes which you were not aware about and to jaebum you looked like a lost puppy. He came closer to you kissing you on the lips quickly and putting the covers up so your body was covered.”Im so sorry i have to go now i promise ill be home soon.” You hummed with a small smile and that clearly reassured him that you were not upset as he straight away headed to the shower. You sat there alone in bed lost in your own thoughts and in less then 5 minutes jaebum was out the shower and getting dressed.

You watched him as you sat feeling like shit. You still had his cum dripping down your thighs and onto the bedsheets. Your body was covered in marks and your hair was a mess. With a final goodbye jaebum was out the door and you were completely alone. Again. You knew jaebum wasn’t gonna be home soon. You were right.

Before you knew it you both were in the same routine where you would barely see each other. It was starting to take a toll on you and for the first time in your relationship you felt like a decision had to be made. You couldn’t live like this any longer.

MASTERLIST

Okay but IM SO SORRY IF THE SMUT WAS BAD. It was a struggle to write.

SORRY FOR ERRORS BYEEE.

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kaistarus · 3 years

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Mistexting Mayhem

Pairing: Nishinoya X Reader

Words: 1.6K

Summary: You accidentally send Nishinoya a text that was meant for Yachi and now he��s knows secrets you were hoping he never found out

A/N: If you think this fic is anything but crack you’re wrong lmao I’ve always wanted to write a fic with this style and Noya is great for the chaos i needed. It was fun

Masterlist

[6:40pm] idiot⚡: look y/n without adhd id be too powerful

i could beet god himself in handtohand combat

god was afraid of my raw fuckin awesomeness wen i bursted from the woom

[6:41pm] y/n: there is so much wrong with what u just said

[6:41pm] idiot⚡: i have absoltly no clue wat

[6:43pm] y/n: put those 3 brain cells to work. I believe in you

[6:43pm] idiot⚡: but theyve reached their daily quota

plz there so tired and overworked

You snorted, a dopey smile on your lips as you laid surrounded by textbooks and homework, swinging your feet in the air behind you. You focused intently on the cell phone in your hand doing everything you could to procrastinate the schoolwork around you.

[6:44pm] y/n: noyas so stupid

[6:44pm] yachi❤: i thought you liked him?

[6:45pm] y/n: jeez Yachi. dont come for my throat

i cant help that i have bad taste 🙄

[6:46pm] yachi❤: if it helps he tripped over a stray ball today

maybe think of that till you don’t like him??

Unfortunately, the image of Nishinoya waving to everyone then biffing it only had you smiling like a dork. How you’d gotten to a point that Nishinoya being an idiot made you swoon, you’ll never know.

You raised your eyebrow suspiciously at the new notification on Snapchat from ‘Tanaka’ and after swiping it open you nearly dropped your phone. Looking back at you was Nishinoya, his head tilted and eyebrow quirked in confusion with a gari-gari kun shoved halfway down his throat. The caption at the bottom reading ‘daaaammn look at your prince charming go 😩’.

You frowned at the picture, letting out a frustrated groan at how your heart accelerated against your ribcage. You quickly tapped out of it and reopened the messenger app.

[6:57pm] y/n: we have to kill Noya

[6:57pm] idiot⚡: we??? what kind of mission is this??? 😤

[6:58pm] y/n: i like him too much. he has to die. its for my own good

You waited impatiently for her response and almost debated doing your homework since it took longer than you felt necessary. You supposed you had suggested murder to Yachi, but still…

When you finally received a response your entire body froze.

[7:11pm] idiot⚡: U LIKE ME?!?!? 😍

UR KILLING ME?!?! 😢

IM SO CONFUSED......

and a lil turned on ngl👀

Your hand covered your mouth in horror as you processed what the hell you had just done. This didn’t happen to people in real life. Mistexting was stuff people made up when they created fake texts for social media to get likes. You didn’t think people actually went through this.

You opened new notifications to escape the hell that stared you straight in the face.

[7:15pm] Tanaka💪: Yo, whatd u do. Whys Noya having a panic attak

[7:16pm] y/n: I accidently texted him instead of Yachi and told him i liked him 😣

[7:16pm] Tanaka💪: O wtf thats hilarious 😂

[7:17pm] y/n: ITS NOT HILArIOUS

[7:18pm] Tanaka💪: Hes askin if its a prank. Wat do i do?

[7:19pm] y/n:I DONT KNOW SDKFHJN IM THE IDIOT WHO STSRTED IT

He stopped responding and you banged your head against your pillow anxiously.

[7:23pm] y/n: YACHI ITOLD NoYA I LKED HIM AND NOU HE NOS WAY DO JI DO!?!????! 😭😭😭

[7:23pm] idiot⚡: THIS ISNT YACHI!!!!

HOLY FUKC U DO LIEK ME!!!

You screamed into your pillow. Were you fucking kidding? This could not be happening.

[7:25pm] Tanaka💪: dude, twice? i cant save u now 🤪

[7:25pm] y/n: betraying me in my time of fucking need? i’ll remember this asshole

[7:26pm] Tanaka💪: so vulgar 👀

You growled at Tanaka’s uselessness and bravely peeked through one eye as you went back to your conversation with Nishinoya.

[7:24pm] idiot⚡: STOP IGNORING ME I KNO UR TEXTING RYU

[7:26pm] idiot: IM GONNA KEEP SPAMMING U TILL U ANSWE RME😤

[7:26pm] idiot⚡: 1

[7:27pm] y/n: what is this twitch chat? fuck

[7:28pm] idiot⚡: your heeeeererererreee 🥰

[7:29pm] y/n: soooooo………..

clearly there has been a misunderstanding

[7:29pm] idiot⚡: oh nonono. I understand PERFETCLY. u LOVE me

its ok. this is a safe space. we can discuss feelings 😌

[7:31pm] y/n: there are zero feelings to discuss

[7:31pm] idiot⚡: then y did u say u like me too much so i have to die?

[7:34pm] y/n: i am filled with rage 🤬

[7:34pm] idiot⚡: rage over how much u liiike me???🥰🥰🥰

[7:36pm] y/n: definitely not

You racked your brain for some kind of reasonable sounding excuse, eventually landing on:

[7:36pm] y/n: It was autocorrect

[7:36pm] idiot⚡: HAH????? FROM?????

[7:38pm] y/n: HAH???

....Nora?

[7:38pm] idiot⚡: Who TF is nora???? 😡

[7:39pm] y/n: someoe i like obviously 😏

[7:40pm] idiot⚡: so u like them but u use my name so much it autocorrected to me? 🤔

[7:44pm] y/n: OK MR DETEcTIVE WHERE TF ARE THES BRAIN CELS COMIN GFROM?

[7:45pm] idiot⚡: i pull them out for special ocasions 😌

[7:45pm] y/n: well how bout you pack those up and put em away

[7:46pm] idiot⚡: how bout two people who LIKE each other SAY something so they can DOOOOOOOO something bout IT 🙄

You began typing a frantic message about how it was none of his business until you processed the message. Then you read it over several times before letting out an audible, “what the fuck.”

[7:50pm] y/n: YOU LIKE ME

[7:50pm] idiot⚡: I FLIRT WITH U ALL THE TIME WAT DO U MEAN yOu LiKe Me!?!

FUCKING OBVIOSLY

[7:51pm] y/n: literally when. name one time.

[7:52pm] idiot⚡: I WALK WITH U EVERY MORNING!!!

[7:53pm] y/n: I thought that was a coincidence???

[7:54pm] idiot⚡: I BRNIG U SNACKS DURING LUNCH!!!

[7:54pm] y/n: I thought they were leftovers??

[7:55pm] idiot⚡: …....I call you cute and invite you to my games.

[7:56pm] y/n: you call everyone attractive and i thought there was like a audience quota or something........?

[7:57pm] idiot⚡: ….i cant tell who i should be upset with rn but i think its u 😑

[7:58pm] y/n: WAT WHY!?!

[8:00pm] Idiot⚡: I LIKE U+U LIKE ME=WE LIKE EACH OTHER

[8:01pm] y/n: whoa. slow down. I hate math 😣

[8:02pm] Idiot⚡: ===WE SHUD GO ON A DATE!!!

[8:02pm] y/n: HAH!? i think you started multiplying that addition problem buddy 🤨

Your cheeks were beginning to ache from how wide your dopey grin was. You couldn’t help but tease Nishinoya-it was second nature at this point-even if you now knew your feelings were mutual.

[8:04pm] idiot⚡: i suk at math but thats NOT the point

point iiissss i think deep down u want to hang out and cuddle and fall in love

maybe even..... 😏 kiiisssss

[8:04pm] y/n: WHOA WHOA WHOA

WARN ME BEFORE YOU GET NSFW

i would never premarital eye-contact. let alone k🤢ki-🤢🤢kiss🤢🤮🤮

[8:05pm] idiot⚡: well we would have socks on 🙄

[8:06pm] y/n: oh. well if there’s protection

[8:06pm] idiot⚡: Im not a maniac

[8:07pm] y/n: i suppose as long as you dont do something stoopid

like faceplant in public

that would be humiliating

[8:08pm] idiot⚡: I-

who told you that 😠

[8:08pm] y/n: i have spies everywhere noya

youre never safe

[8:09pm] Idiot⚡: kinda hot 👀

makin me fear for my life like that👀

[8:10pm] y/n: i hate that i like you

It kills me inside

i feel braincels leaving with every conversation

[8:12pm] Idiot⚡: fan behavior 😏

so am i taking u to eat tomorow or wat?

[8:14pm] y/n: if I HAVE to 🙄

[8:14pm] Idiot⚡: No u GET to

I am a fucking delite 😤

[8:15pm] y/n: whatever helps you sleep at night

[8:15pm] Idiot⚡: nothing helps me sleep at night. this mind never rests

[8:16pm] y/n: thinking 24/7 and still not a smart thing comes out of that mouth ��

[8:17pm] Idiot⚡: yas, bully me more 😫

[8:19pm] y/n: ok thats as much as i can handle for one day......

im gonna pretend to do homework

[8:20pm] idiot⚡: okie... good luck my sweet baby pogchamp 🥰

[8:20pm] y/n: no

[8:20pm] Idiot⚡: 😘😘😘

[8:22pm] y/n: 🙄✋

[8:23pm] Idiot⚡: oh FUCK yas 🥵 shut me UP

[8:25pm] y/n: suddenly all i feel is endless regret

[8:26pm] Idiot⚡: i have that effect on people

See you tomorrow 🥰🥰🥰

[8:27pm] y/n: unfortunately 😘

[8:27pm] idiot⚡: 🥵

You flung an arm over your eyes and let a small giggle bubble up from your chest. Nishinoya was probably the biggest idiot you’d ever met, but you couldn’t help that thinking of spending time with him had you kicking your feet with excitement.

You supposed you should actually get started on your homework. You reached forward when a notification popped up from Yachi, asking if her idea worked and you had stopped liking Nishinoya.

...you should probably break the news, huh?

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xpeachesncream · 3 years

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cloud nine | teaser/intro

SERIES RELEASE DATE: 04/09/2021

⟼ perfectly wrong ⟼ restart

☁ series masterlist ☁ cloud nine playlist ☁

summary: 2 years later, your marriage to taehyung brings people back from your past, new hardships with your bestfriends and tiny roommates who get away with everything just by being cute?

pairing: reader x husband!kth

genre: marriage au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 1.8k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, entire teaser/intro is a flashback.

⟲ FLASHBACK

"Wake up." You say softly, shaking Taehyung next to you in bed. "Waaake up, Tae." You whine. After a couple of more shakes, Taehyung slowly opens his eyes to your pout. He chuckles as he rubs his eyes and stretches a bit.

"What's wrong, love?"

"Why aren't you waking up more excited?! Today's the day!" He laughs and wraps his arms around you, gently laying his head on your tummy. He presses a kiss on your growing belly before rubbing the surface with his soft, warm hands, making you smile.

"Babygirl, you cant expect me to get my life together in the 5 seconds you took to wake me up."

"Well, have you gotten your life together yet?" You ask, slightly impatient as you twirl a strand of his hair around your finger and tug lightly.

"5 more minutes." He says, pretending to snore on top of your belly. He lets out a small snort when he hears you continuing to whine at him. "God, you win everything. I'm up." He plants one more kiss on your stomach before he sits up to plant a kiss on your lips.

"Finally." You scrunch your nose as you look into his deep, chocolate eyes.

“Goodmorning, beautiful.” He says to you before looking down at your stomach. "And good morning, munchkin. Can't wait to find out if you're gonna be a baby boy or girl."

"It's a girl, I know it." You say as you slowly get yourself out of the bed to get ready for the day. You walk into the closet to grab some clothes before heading into the bathroom to take a quick body shower and pamper yourself for a bit.

"If you say so, sweetheart." Taehyung chuckles, following you into the bathroom to get himself ready as well. He stands over the sink as he lazily brushes his teeth before fixing his bed hair as much as possible. He lets you have your peace in the shower to walk into the closet and pulls out a comfy, but presentable outfit for the day. The weather wasn't too bad for the fall season - sun was out providing warmth, but the air was still cold.

By the time he had slipped into his clothes, he walks back to the bathroom, leaning against the door frame to watch you lather yourself up and get into your outfit of choice. He chuckles a bit, a big smile plastered on his face when you catch him watching you.

"What?" You look at him confusingly.

"I don't know, you're just cute."

"What am I doing?" You ask, adjusting the shirt over your belly before fixing up your hair.

"You don't have to do anything for me to think so." He says, coming over to kiss you on the cheek, lightly brushing the hair out of your face and tucking it behind your ear. "You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm pretty hungry now." You apply a bit of lip balm to your lips before looking back up at him.

"What do you wanna eat?"

"I don't know."

"Mhm. You know what you want baby, don't lie."

"I really don't." You shrug, trying to lay out some options in your head. You arch your eyebrow as your hands rest on your belly, giving it a good rub or two. Literally, everything seemed like a good option. It was about to be lunch time and you could go for either ends of the spectrum - breakfast/brunch, straight up lunch, dinner, dessert.

"Don't think too hard now."

"I kind of want Squat and Gobble." Taehyung nods in approval, lips slightly poking out.

"Whatever you want, babygirl. I'll take you there." He says, making his way out of the bathroom. "Now chop chop, so we can get your cute ass some food." You took one last look at yourself in the mirror, fixing little things here and there before heading out to meet your husband in the living room. He helps you put on your coat before the two of you walk out to the car, Taehyung instantly turning on the heat to make sure you're comfortable. Getting to Squat and Gobble, you find yourself getting excited by the smell that surrounded the restaurant. Ooh lord, you couldn't wait to eat a good meal before heading to the doctor's. This child was begging for it, too! After getting escorted to a table, the both of you get situated to start looking through the menu.

"Damn."

"Hm?" Taehyung hums, keeping his eyes on the menu.

"I want everything." You pout.

"You and this metabolism of yours, love. Seriously."

"Me and this baby, you mean."

"Mm-mm, no. Don’t go blaming our baby. You wanted everything all the time, way before I popped this baby into you."

"Taehyung.” You shake your head. “Not true."

"Actually, 100% true." Taehyung nods. "So, let me guess. You're either gonna get the Eggs Benedict or the Nor Cal Omelette with a side of Belgian Waffles. Am I right or am I right?" You laugh and shake your head.

"You're right, and you're right."

"Which one is it gonna be?"

"I want the omelette." You say excitedly. He simply smiles at you, catching himself feeling butterflies in his stomach. God, you were everything to him. So fucking beautiful, and so irresistible.

"What?" You ask, confused as to why Tae was staring at you again. "Why are you staring at me like that again?" You slightly chuckle as you watch him bite onto his bottom lip before looking back down and shaking his head.

"Nothing."

"Say it."

"I just love you."

"I love you too." You blush.

"So, has my lady thought of any baby names?"

"Not really, have you?"

"A bit." He chuckles. "If it was a boy, I was thinking Masao. Or, Grey. Iseul. They all roll off my tongue pretty nicely." He says, looking out into space.

"Those are cute. What about girl names?"

"Oh, a whole list." He sips his water. "Miyako. Anya. Seiko. Nabi. Yumi. I honestly could go on."

"Have you been doing your research or something? These are better names than what I would've came up with." You laugh.

"What, I can't have any creative juices flowing through my veins too?"

"Mhm, sure. I'm gonna check your history tab later on the laptop."

"Shit." He playfully whispers. "No but really, baby. Don't they all sound nice?"

"Yes, they do." You smile. "I'm impressed, Kim Taehyung."

"I know, I make you proud." He smirks.

"I only thought of like, two names this entire time."

"That's it?" He snickers.

"Well, clearly you got the whole list ready so I no longer have to worry." You playfully shrug.

"You don't. Let Daddy take care of it." He wiggles his eyebrows, making you laugh. He's for sure not gonna let this one go, not for a long, long time. At this point, your plates are placed in front of you two, the table mostly silent as you both dig in and devour your food. Taehyung only chimes in every now and then about Jimin or Namjoon, or his mom and dad. When you both finish your meal, Tae sits back and lets out a hefty breath while he stretches.

"Full?" You ask, sipping on the last of your water.

"Yup. You ready to go soon, love? Your appointment is coming up real quick." He says checking his watch. You simply nod as Taehyung pays for the food before the two of you head out. In the car, you had been feeling the butterflies attacking all at once. You looked down at your belly, smiling to yourself as you rubbed the surface. You were so excited to hear the news from the doctor being that you and Taehyung had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Everything seemed so surreal.

Your career as a new illustrator was going strong. 2Peace was still going strong. Your husband's career on the executive team was at its highest. Your friends were all thriving. This baby.

Everything just seemed to be falling into place. And you were hoping it could be like this for a long time. You were hoping it could stay like this.

After checking in at the doctor's office, you sit next to Taehyung, who is now reading an art magazine. You take a deep breath, causing Tae to grab your hand and press a gentle kiss on top of it. He continues to rub your hand with his thumb as he returns his attention on the magazine sitting on his lap and flips through it with his free hand. You were on time for your appointment, and you were really hoping you didn't have to wait for long simply because you had become way too excited.

"You okay?" Tae asks, noticing your leg continuously bouncing up and down.

"Yeah, I just wanna go in already." He chuckles.

"Patience, baby. He'll get to you, alright?" Your bottom lip pokes out in a pout, making Taehyung lean forward to give you a kiss. "You do that on purpose, don't you?"

"Do what on purpose?"

"Pout so I could kiss you."

"No, babe. I'm just expressing my feelings."

"Mhhhhm." He smirks.

"Besides, I never had to force you to give me kisses." You smile confidently.

"Alright, okay. I rest my case, your honor." He clicks his teeth. "See, you win that too."

"Mrs. Kim?" The medical assistant came to the door, causing you and Taehyung to stand - the both of you trying your best to contain your excitement. She takes you to the back to check your vitals and run through the usual routine before leaving you and Taehyung to your peace until the doctor comes knocking. As you get yourself situated on the bed, Taehyung decides to take a picture of you, his beloved wife, and your baby bump. He had been really good about capturing these moments, and you were grateful for it. He gives off a small giggle when he checks the picture, letting you know he's about to send it his mom and dad and all your friends.

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Can't wait to find out if we have ourselves a baby Tete or baby Y/N.

Sooner or later, the doctor comes in, making small talk with you and Taehyung. He gets the monitor ready, warning you about the cold gel that's about to make contact with your belly. Taehyung tries to take a peek at the monitor, but with the doctor being in the way, he couldn't catch a glimpse of anything. Neither can you, being that you're laying back and can barely see over your hump.

"Everything looks absolutely perfect, and that's all I can ask for. Now, tell me - would you like to know what the sex is?" The doctor smiles from ear to ear as he turns towards you and Tae.

"Yes sir, please. Enlighten us." Taehyung says, standing next to you as you lay silently on the bed, gripping your hand tightly . The doctor checks the monitor once more before chuckling and turning back towards you. "Congratulations! You have yourselves some baby girls!" You put your hand over your mouth as you gasp.

"Wait, wait - did you just say baby girls?" Taehyung's eyes light up as the doctor nods happily.

"Sure did." He points to the monitor. "You got yourself some twin girls right there.”

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19th birthday

It was late.

you don’t know how late, but late enough that you hadn’t heard a car pass in well over 20 minutes, the only light around was from the distance street lamps and the reflection of the moon on the ocean that stood before you. the only sound coming from the crickets in the hills, occasional wave crashing, and your own shallow breath.

currently you were sat on a beach. alone.

it was your birthday, you had come to the beach from your birthday party. a party to celebrate the day you were born 19 years ago.

the party was fine, but there sure as hell were a lot of people, way more than you would have liked

you knew people there, sure, but a good portion of the party was people you've never even heard of, just coming for a party and the booze.

you had arrived with your friends, a lot of them actually, you had just managed to lose them all one by one slowly as the night grew longer and as your vison started to blur.

the people you came with were your friends, Niki, will, toby, tom, clay, George, nick, and Alex.

you were having fun, drinking, walking around, socializing. but soon it became too much.

the drinking had made you obsess over every thought that came into your head.

you decided to take a break, have some fresh air, and now here you are. on a beach. alone. at night.

one of the thoughts your brain wouldn’t let go was about Alex, the boy you’ve known since junior year of Highschool. you two met when you decided to do a foreign exchange year in Mexico. it just so happened to be that the parents that decided to host you for a school year also were the parents of a teenage boy the same age as you, with straight black hair that stuck to the back of his neck and with freckles scattered around his face. over the next 9 months you guys became best friends, never leaving each others sides.

you didn't know it then, but you had fallen in love with this boy, this amazing beautiful smart caring boy.

but eventually you had to go home, but you guys never stopped talking.

Alex eventually started posting videos on YouTube, and not long after, streaming on twitch as well.

you watched him gain fame as you supported him at the sidelines, cheering him along the way.

at some point he convinced you to do it too. you spent long nights on calls with him, helping you set up your streams and giving you ideas for new YouTube videos.

with the help of Alex, you started to gain fame too, even passing him at one point.

through streaming and YouTube, you made so many friends, and yet none of them compared to Alex.

speaking of Alex, you wondered what he was doing, probably having the time of his life, drinking an hooking up with girls a bajillion times hotter than you

*A/N HI OK IM SORRY IF THAT PART SOUNDED MEAN I PROMISE IT ADDS TO THE STORY OK BYE*

you laughed quietly at yourself thinking about how stupid it was to think that you could pull a guy like Alex.

just then you heard it.

a familiar voice from behind you, “what’s so funny?”

you looked back startled and confused

‘Alex? what are you doing out here?”

“well y/n I could ask the same thing to you, its your party, i noticed you were gone, so I went looking for you. as simple as that”

“i got overwhelmed in there, I'm sorry. i just needed some fresh air”

“ its ok, don't apologize for something you cant control. can I sit?”

“nope” you said sarcastically, hoping he would get the joke

“too bad!” he said, plopping himself right next to you in the sand

you giggled at his humor

neither of you said anything, it wasn't awkward silence, you two had known each other long enough that sometimes, it was nice to just enjoy the company of the other person beside you in silence.

and yet, suddenly Alex said something.

“have you been crying? there's dried tear streaks along the sides of your face”

you turned your head towards his and whipped the sides of you face, seeing that he was already looking at you, studying you and your facial expression.

“i guess. if I did, I didn't notice.”

“how did you not notice yourself crying? that sounds like something very noticeable” he said, putting an emphasis on the very,

you laughed, probably harder than you should have.

he smiled, happy to see you happy

“do you wanna talk about it? why you were crying?”

“no, well, not here at least-” you said gesturing your hands at the ocean

“plus, there's sand getting in my ass” you added on to your previous sentence

Alex laughed and agreed, standing up and brushing off hi pants, and then handing out a hand for you to grab as he pulled you up.

you also brushed yourself off, and you weren't lying, cause man was there a lot of sand in your ass.

he started walking away from you and as you caught up with him you asked,

“where are we going?”

“you’ll see, its a great place, I promise you will love it”

you followed Alex to his car as he opened the passenger side door for you.

“how romantic” you commented as you climbed into his car. poking fun at him

as he got into the car he plugged his phone into the aux cord, playing a song you had heard a couple times, but would have never expected for Alex to listen to it, it just didn't seem like the type of music he would like.

he set his phone down face up as the screen flashed up at you as he put the car into gear and pulled out into the street

you saw the title of the song he was playing, “Falling For U” by Peachy ft Mxmtoon, and his wallpaper, a photo of you two from junior year. both standing next to each other awkwardly as his mom made you guys take a photo together on the first day you got there. you wondered how long it had been his wallpaper for.

you laughed and asked him about his wallpaper

“i mean you gotta admit, we look extremely sexy in that photo. especially me”

this comment from Alex made you break out laughing, even harder than before, as he started to hum along with the lyrics of the song. joined with him actually saying a line out loud every once in a while

it was a peaceful drive, Alex played more lofi songs as you stared out the widow.

eventually he pulled the car into an empty parking lot of a small gas station

“is this the place?” you questioned

“nope, just a pit stop.” he said

you both went inside, grabbing snacks and drinks and piling them into the back of the car. Alex making you wait to open them until you two got to your final destination

eventually, the car rolled into a another small empty parking lot, except this one was made of dirt and was a lot higher up.

Alex had pulled the car to the edge of the parking lot, as you finally got to see why he brought you here,

you looked through the windshield to find a view of the entire city.

you gasped in awe as you looked towards Alex, who, again, was already looking at you.

this time he wasn't studying you, he was admiring you.

you blushed, but pushed it off.

you and him both got out of the car so you guys could grab the snacks and the blankets he had in the back of his car.

he hopped onto the hood of his car and you joined him.

you starred into the sky full of stars above you.

you gasped as you pointed out a shooting star passing over head

“what did you wish for, Alex?”

“i cant tell you or else it wont come true”

“well then couldn't you wish the opposite of what you want to come true and then tell someone so the opposite comes true?”

“you're so stupid-” he said jokingly as he laughed.

“so, do you want to talk about why you were crying earlier, or is this still not the right spot” Alex chuckled at his own joke

“yes but, I have a question first”

Alex hummed in response, curious of what the question could be

“do you believe in love at first sight?”

you could feel his gaze on you, but you didn't divert your eyes from the stars above.

“do you remember the first time that we met? at the airport when my mom forced us to hug and take that god awful photo together, and when we ended up playing tictactoe in the car for an hour while we drove to my house?”

“yes? of course i do, that was simultaneously the worst and best day of my life. but that doesn't answer my question dumbass” you said, still not giving into his gaze onto side of your head.

“I think I just did, did I not?”

it finally clicked, him looking for you at the party, the song in the car, the story

you turned your head to meet his gaze, finally giving in

he sat up and dramatically grabbed his chest, pretending to have been stabbed in the heart, enacting a theatrical performance

“y/n m/n l/m, i am dying, and you must know, that I am in LOVE with you!” he dramatically gasped and fall back down., pretending to be dead.

you played along as you gasped and put the pack of your hand on your forehead as you spoke

“oh my dear Alex, I love you too, and now you will never get to know how much i loved you” you faked sobbed onto his chest

“maybe a true loves kiss will help save him” he whispered, making the scene even funnier and causing both of you to bust out laughing

“ah yes, the only way to save my prince, a true loves KISS!” you said before coming down and kissing Alex on the lips.

he sat up with a loud gasp

“I am alive! a kiss of true love saved me!” you giggled beside him as you watched him play out his Oscar-winning performance

“may I kiss you again m’lady? for saving my life of course.” he questioned

“of course, you can kiss me anytime m’lady” you said back, pulling him into a deeper kiss

he pulled way first before speaking

“WAIT DID YOU JUST CALL ME M’LADY?

#quackity #y/n #x y/n #mcyt #dsmp #alex quackity #quackity fluff #quackity x y/n #quackity x you #quackity x reader #quackity x reader fluff #i dont know what other tags to put

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