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predestinatos · 6 months

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outside, baby | CL16 ☆𖦹°‧★

chapter 1 chapter 2 chapter 3 chapter 4

pairing: charles leclerc × fem!reader [+ tiny bit of oscar piastri x fem!reader]

summary: charles was not expecting to see you this time. especially not with someone else. chapter 2 of an ongoing series.

tags: enemies to lovers, jealous!charles, sweet cute giddy moments with oscar, i promise he won't get hurt in this, smut (details in warnings)

word count: 3.6k

♡₊˚ 🦢₊✧ minors dni !! warnings & note underneath ♡₊˚ 🦢₊✧

warnings: smut, car sex, thigh riding, dirty talk, sort of possessive talk.

author's note: thank you so much for all the lovely comments and support on part 1!! it made me really happy to continue this and make it a series!! hope you like this chapter with some twists and turns <3

You were nervous.

Not because this was your first time at a race - it wasn't - but because it was the first time you went to one not invited by friends but by someone else.

You weren't sure when it had started, but meeting Oscar Piastri had been one of the best things that could've happened to you recently. He was intensely calm and collected, respectful of your space but also caring. Although things haven't developed much past a couple of dates and more than a couple of texts, you enjoyed how it was progressing.

You watched him get ready, his scent of fresh fruit now becoming familiar to you, his shy smile a comfortable view.

Sitting in his driver's room, you admired him and how direct he was.

"Thank you for being here" he interrupted your thoughts softly, cheeks slightly red.

"Thank you for inviting me" you replied, giving him a small smile yourself. You felt 15 again, shy and slightly awkward, but oh so giddy.

So much so that you had almost forgotten the burning Read that still haunted your phone.

It didn't matter - at least not anymore. It was who he was, cold, distant and arrogant. You both had your fun for a night and that was all there was to it.

And although you avoided crossing your path with his as much as he did with you - you noticed how rarely Charles was in dinners and parties where you were, but his presence was assured as soon as you informed the group chat you couldn't make it that day - you also hoped to see him.

not to speak to him, or confront him, but rather to have some sort of confirmation, that something had happened that night. To see his reaction upon noticing your presence where he did not expect you to be, to catch his unprepared gaze, to decipher it somehow.

Oscar's hand suddenly appeared in your vision, inviting you to hold it as he guided you towards the upper part of the paddock, where you'd be watching the race. Holding it, his hand felt familiar, a sense of closeness you had with this boy that provided you with the friendship you needed in moments such as those.

"Are you nervous?" you asked him. He seemed so calm, confident in a non arrogant way, just aware that he was doing his best and that was the best anyone could do. His shoulders relaxing, he kept guiding you towards your spot as he replied, "over the race? not really. over you being here? yes."

There it was, his bluntness and openness about his own feelings which captivated you so much and made you feel so secure. There were no games with him, he was transparent and collected, and you felt like you were near a beach, listening to the waves but never afraid they'd consume you.

Upon walking, your eyes brush over a familiar figure - recognizable everywhere, dark party lights or not. Before your brain could process everything to take another look, he was already on the move towards the ferrari garage, leaving your heart pounding in your chest with ache. Reaching the most comfortable spot where you could sit and see the race perfectly, Oscar left a small kiss on your cheek as you wished him good luck.

"You're already here" he replied, with a timid wink, as he turned away from you and towards the garage.

Reporter: Charles, that was quite an aggressive approach out there on the track today! Charles: Well, yeah, I fight hard for what I want… and I wanted a place on that podium-

You were sitting on the hotel room floor, eating some takeout sushi, drinking coke and watching the Saw films with Oscar, his own special way of celebrating a P4 – which is to say, it’s a great spot for him as he is proving himself, so he feels happy enough to just hang.

“This is gross” he said, frowning and flinching his whole body as he took a sip of his drink. “I mean, it isn’t even scary, it’s just disgusting” he continued, despite clearly wanting to keep watching.

“It’s just someone chopping their own arm off, could be worse” you joked back, smiling at him. “Besides, being so gross that you can’t stop watching is what makes it so good.”

It felt easy, being with him. Like being with a friend you’ve known since you were little, where you could breathe and be yourself without overthinking.

“Thank you again. For being there today, I mean” he said, his eyes not leaving the television screen. “No need. You did great out there, and you were so close to that podium were it not for Charles’ ridiculous move,” you replied, rolling your eyes. You tried not to think about it, or what it could mean, at least not now, while you were with Oscar. Your anger was ready to burst out of you at any moment, but you held it down with him around.

“Yeah, I mean… It was fucked, but completely legal. I guess I just wasn’t expecting it as much since Leclerc is not the type to do that” he shrugged it off, while also flinching at the sudden limb being ripped out on screen. As much as you tried to brush it off as a new attempt at strategy, you knew Charles wasn’t the type to do that at all. He was arrogant, rude and overconfident but not on track, not the driver who takes such an offensive approach. You hated the fact that your mind found itself considering the fact that this was because of you, that the sheer image of you with someone else could turn Charle’s behavior into one of sheer petty jealousy. Besides, it made no sense. He had left you on read, he had constantly made it clear how much he disliked you, and accidents such as that night happen but that’s all they are – accidents.

As the credits of the 3rd film rolled, your phone vibrated and its screen lit up in the darkness of the hotel room. You took a quick glance at it, almost instinctively, not thinking much about it. However, the name on the screen caused you to freeze as you watched the screen turn to black again. You double tapped again, and read what it said:

Charles (Asshole): let me know once you’re done comforting your little friend. (2:04am)

Before, you would have chuckled at this, knowing it sprang out of amusement over getting on your nerves, but this time you knew it wasn’t like that. He was gloating, not only over winning, but over winning against Oscar. He also knew Oscar wasn’t necessarily upset over his P4, given the fact that it was a really good position for a rookie. But what he did know, was that if he had taken his usual approach, maybe things would be different. He confirmed your suspicions and this only angered you more. You knew you shouldn’t, you should turn the phone down, screen facing the floor, and enjoy the 4th film with its gore and blood, maybe even imagining it was Charles in there. But you couldn’t. So you typed back.

You: why would i give you that satisfaction (2:06am)

You barely had time to put your phone down before its screen lit up again, this time twice in a row.

Charles (Asshole): i think i deserve it tbh, princess (2:06am) Charles (Asshole): send me your location (2:07am)

In a way he did deserve it. He deserved for you to scream at him, to hear how horrible of a person he was, how absolutely exhausted you were of this despite the fact it had just started. You looked at the boy sitting next to you, who noticed your stare and looked back, replying only with a tired smile. You pressed the ‘share location’ button on your phone and locked its screen.

“Seems like the films aren’t gory enough to keep you awake” you softly tell Oscar. He let out a breath that indicated a humored reaction at what you said. Instinctively, you ran a hair through his hair as you spoke “you should sleep. And I should go.”

He seemed both sad that you were leaving and happy that you were able to see past his attempt at staying awake. This was confirmed by his nod and yawn as he got up in order to walk you to the hotel room door. “How are you getting there?” he asked, running a hand through his hair. With this, you realized you really didn’t have any way to leave, and were counting on Charles to provide a lift. “Oh uh… a friend is taking me, don’t worry” you grinned as you said goodbye to him. His hand remained on yours for a second too long but was quickly removed awkwardly as he tried shaking it off as a symptom of sleepiness. “Right, well… goodnight” he whispered warmly as he closed the door.

You awaited as the elevator descended, and time seemed to have slowed down massively. Hours seemed to pass inside that cubicle, although they still didn’t give you enough time to plan what you were going to say. Suddenly, this whole ordeal seemed too complex, too stupid and too dramatic for you to feed into it. You desperately wanted it to be over despite the fact that it hadn’t really started, and as the doors opened you glanced at the text on your phone which said “Here.”

You stood at the entrance of the hotel, looking around for any sign of Charles or his car. Far away, barely parked in a small, almost hidden corner, you saw his pitch black Ferrari, impossible to ignore but still trying its best to remain unnoticeable. You walked anxiously towards him, his figure becoming more and more clear as you got closer. He was wearing a dark hoodie and his glasses, making him look softer and even friendlier. It was ridiculous how much it contrasted with his actual attitude and egotism. You realized then there was nothing you could say to him, nothing to argue about whatsoever, because that was just who Charles was, and he wasn’t worth it.

You took a deep breath as you opened the car door and hopped in, the air conditioner hitting your skin and giving you goosebumps.

At first, you were surprised at how aware of your anger he seemed to be – he was driving carefully and silently for a few minutes before he broke the tension rising between you two. “So for how long have you known your little friend?” he asked. Despite the ironic, mocking tone in his voice, his jaw was tense and his hands gripped the wheel a bit tighter, his veins becoming more and more visible. Upon realizing this, you had reached an even better conclusion: the only way to handle Charles was to play by the same rules that he played, even if it required a little bit of bluffing.

“And why would that be of your concern?” you asked, bringing one leg on top of the other, while leaning down more comfortably on the car seat. You tried looking ahead, relying on the corner of your eye for any subtle movements coming from him – in this case, his head going left and right, in a negative movement.

“None. It’s just that you seemed upset that I was better than him” he answered, clearly pleased with the fact that your back and forth had just restarted. “Fuck you, Leclerc” you spat at him, now looking through the window, your back turned. Even then, you could feel his every movement as the car seemed to get smaller and smaller all around you.

“I’m not sure your little friend would like that, princess” his giggle was so innocent against the unexpected affirmation, that your whole body tensed up. “Are we back on a last name basis as well?” he continued, unapologetically striking every single one of your nerves at once. You felt the car slow down on a secluded area, mostly forest, but which revealed a small lake with the moonlight reflected on its surface. It was as quiet as it could get, as you heard the car stopping and then turning fully off. You realized you hadn’t told him where to take you, so even if he wanted to just mess with you while driving you home, there was no way for him to do so.

Part of you wanted to stay and not go, so you wouldn’t be alone with your own thoughts. The only thing worse than being with Charles in a car at night was being alone in your room. The same couldn’t be said for him. He had gotten P2, which was pretty good, and surely would be a good enough excuse for a celebration involving drinking and partying and not sleeping.

“Why are you here? No girl wanted to fuck you tonight?” you asked him, more aggressively than you hoped to be. He didn’t seem to take offense to this, in fact, he looked pleased with your question, his eyebrows raised and his head cocked to one side, playfully. “Oh no, plenty of them wanted to. I just couldn’t stop thinking about you though.” You scoffed at him, and how he could ever think something like that would work on you after what he had done. Feeling more and more brave as seconds passed, maybe because of how hot you were feeling, maybe because he just made you feel that way, you took your seatbelt off and turned yourself fully to him, your legs crossed on top of the seat. Charles’ eyes travelled up and down your body, examining every inch of it as his mouth twisted in a small, almost unnoticeable grin. “I couldn’t stop thinking about you either, Charles. And how much of a fucking idiot you are,” you replied, crossing your arms across your chest, trying to hide as much of yourself as you could, for in this moment you were sure he could read your every movement as well as you could read his.

“Thought about you during the whole race, too” he continued, and you would have assumed he ignored you were it not clear that he was lost in his own thoughts, busy examining not your words but your actions. “About how good you looked” he got closer as he spoke, his hands sliding across your seat as his eyes looked absolutely dazed. “About why you were there with some guy” he finished, his hand caressing your face, his thumb soft on your lips. He pulled your lower lip as if to call for your attention, then quickly distanced himself from you in a purposefully fake stretching motion. “So, if you want me to apologize for winning, I won’t.”

You didn’t know if he was referring to the race, or to this exact moment, where he surely realized he still had impact on you with a single look and a slight touch. You didn’t know if he thought he had won against your or Oscar, but it did not matter. It didn’t matter that you and Oscar were barely more than friends, and that the two of you were clearly just enjoying each other’s company – mostly because Charles didn’t know that, and he didn’t need to know it as long as it got him on his nerves.

“Funny because, last time I checked I went to his room, not yours” you snapped back. It was your turn now, to back him into a corner. You said this with such confidence you were sure that it sounded like “it was him I fucked” in Charles’ head. Taking your chance to make it even better, you leaned across him, your hand on his thigh, so close to his face, only to pretend to take something from his door. Gloating at your own success at making him completely helpless, you barely had time to register his hands on your neck, pulling you harshly towards him as his lips met yours.

If your kiss had previously been messy and hungry, this one was aggressive and assertive, both of you letting out your frustrations and desires through lip bites and pulling fistfuls of each other’s hair.

At that point, all you could feel were his hands on your waist, lifting you towards his lap. Wrapping your hands around his neck, you complied and sat easily almost never breaking the kiss.

Suddenly, he pulled away, a grin splattered across his swollen lips. “You look so beautiful like that” he whispered dizzily, as you grew more and more frustrated at his sudden pauses. He laughed to himself proudly as he looked at you, and before you could process it – in fact, you couldn’t, your mind was filled with tortuous lust – you realized what the source of his amusement lay. He was looking at your erratic movements on his thigh, how your arousal seemed to have possessed you so immensely that you couldn’t help yourself any longer. You blushed and buried your hands on your face with sheer embarrassment over how quickly your façade faded away.

Carefully, yet with unmistakable darkness, almost as if a totally different person now, Charles pulled your hands away and leaned towards you. “Don’t stop” was all he said, but it caused a small cry to escape your lips as you felt his hand on your hip, guiding your movements. His other hand grabbed your chin gently, making you face him.

It was both embarrassing and mesmerizing, how he seemed so composed and collected, and how you were falling apart completely. You never realized how much you needed him, how badly you craved his touch and the particular way his lips travelled across your skin. From your face, his hand lowered itself to your neck, grabbing it with just enough strength to make you more lightheaded than you already were. You sobbed with pleasure as you looked at him, holding his gaze as your hips moved frantically against his leg, a dizzy smile spreading across your lips.

You would speak if you could, but nothing left your lips apart from Charles’ name accompanied by breathy moans. He, however, seemed to love that, how you lost all of your composure for him exclusively, while he tried his best to keep his own. He could feel how wet you were through your underwear and his own sweatpants, your skirt allowing for less fabric to be in the way of your own pleasure. “Si jolie… et tout à moi” he whispered, taking advantage of your not so extensive knowledge of French to say things he wasn’t capable of saying in English despite his usual comfortability with himself. He wanted you for himself, in such a way that just you pleasuring yourself on him was enough for him to feel utterly drunk with ecstasy and lust, knowing that as soon as he was alone he would jerk himself off desperately to the sight of your open mouth, half closed eyes and flushed cheeks, to the sound of your voice crying out his name in moans of ecstasy, and to the feeling of your wet cunt on his thigh.

This was both your prize and punishment: your presence had given him more drive to win, to show you how he would always be better than anyone you might try to have, but it had also bothered him in ways he never knew he could be irritated. He tried so hard to ignore you, to not break the promise once again, but you always had a way to show up and ruin all of his plans and mess with his head, especially by being oh so close to Oscar.

You couldn’t stop. His skin caressed yours with satin textured touches, so characteristically his in their intensity. And although he seemed a bit more aggressive, possessive even, as he clearly insisted on your full focus on him, mental and physical, you have never felt so aroused. You were all his, both still dressed but both feeling as intimate as if you were bare naked before each other. His sweatpants left little to the imagination, and his throbbing erection filled you with fervor. Your movements against his thigh intensified, less rhythmic and more desperate. He looked hypnotized by you, consumed by something deeper than lust, more intense than sheer desire, and the view you had before you combined with how good you were feeling caused your hands to fly to his shoulders, your face buried in his neck as your whole body erupted in pleasure and melted into his.

You couldn’t deny the fact that you were still angry at him, but you were also too tired, too confused and overall too incoherent to start a fight. With him, you always were, and this is how he won. With the foggy windows of the Ferrari and the feeling of his hands on your hair lulling you to sleep.

He won because when you opened your eyes next morning, you were in a bed which wasn’t yours, wearing only an oversized t-shirt. You looked around, confused as to where you were, flashbacks of the previous night clouding your vision.

On the bedside table, a note read “You’re at mine’s. I slept on the sofa. Text me when you wake up – C.” You look at your phone to check the time – 12:13pm. You also see a notification on your screen.

Oscar: u got home safe? (10:34am)

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missmonsters2 · 7 months

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Mirror, Mirror | Six: Epilogue

Please do not copy, repost, or translate my work anywhere else.

PART FIVE

Pairing: Wanda Maximoff x Fem!Reader

Summary: You never really thought about Wanda other than the fact that she's your best friend. Nothing more, nothing less. It just wasn't in the realm of possibilites, so you never let yourself develop feelings. At least until someone points out that you have a very specific type when it comes to dating, so maybe it is all subconscious? Reader's POV

Warnings: best friends to lovers. shenanigans. jealousy, jealousy. sexual tension. pining. yearning. sexual thoughts. spicy (tumblr's version). stupid steve. neurotic nat. brat & stinky. bug as in shutterbug.

*explicit version will only be available on Ao3 & will be posted there after series is completed*

Note: Mini Series is completed! Thank you so much for tagging along with me <3 Explicit version available in a week.

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You rarely think about sentences that could change your life.

There are too many instances that could change your life; therefore, it would be moot to think about.

You have a terminal illness.

You've won 69 million dollars.

Someone you love has horrifically died—no, there were no remains.

It's all too overwhelming to think about; therefore, you don't. Yet, somehow, if you ever did think about life-changing sentences, you didn't think it could ever be, "Hey, have you noticed how you seem to exclusively date girls who look like Wanda?"

And it was like the ground crumbled underneath you. It was such a sickening realization—not that Wanda was in any way sickening—it was the fact that you might just be subconsciously a pervert.

The more you thought about the words, the more horrifying it became. Every one-night stand, every situationship, every girlfriend—god, they all looked like Wanda.

You're too scared to think about it deeper in fear of what it would reveal subconsciously every time you kissed or fucked a girl. Were you thinking of Wanda? God, you just couldn't think about it.

This was all Bucky's fault. You wished you had never gone out onto that balcony that night.

3 months prior to that night at the bar with Wanda & Steve

The cool air felt better, and the breeze settled on the back of your neck. There was definitely too much wine going around, and you only managed to escape as Tony brought out the hard liquor.

The crowd dispersed after several shots you didn't partake in. You stared into the distance, thinking idly how Tony had way too much money. Old money was ridiculous. Why does someone need a garden fountain as big as a pool?

Movement caught the corner of your eye, and you saw Wanda and Vision walking through the dimly lit garden. You smiled fondly at your best friend as she laughed at whatever charming thing Vision had managed to say.

Vision was...just okay, in your opinion. You thought he was too nonchalant about Wanda, and that was why they were so on and off rather than consistently being together. Wanda deserved someone who loved her fiercely, and you couldn't imagine Vision always putting Wanda first.

You watched with slight melancholy when Wanda linked her arms through his as they sat on the ledge of the garden fountain. You wished you had also brought someone along for this party.

"Hey, thought I saw you sneak out here."

You turned around and saw Bucky holding a glass of beer. You smirked at him with mirth. "You know what I must do when Tony starts bringing out the grey goose."

Bucky shuddered, clearly having been roped into a few shots. He came and stood next to you, catching the scene you were staring at. "Guess they're back on then?"

You shrugged. "Guess so. We'll see how long it lasts. I'm betting 3 months."

"Be realistic. It'll be 2 and a half months," Bucky snorted.

"Ye of little faith," you teased and then sighed. "I wish I also brought someone along. I should've brought that girl I met at my photoshoot."

"The brunette with green eyes?" Bucky asked, and you nod. "You know what I've noticed?"

"Hm?" you hummed in response to Bucky's casual tone.

"You seem to have a very specific type when it comes to dating," Bucky mused. "They're always brunette—save those two girls from university—and they always have green eyes."

You furrow your brows in serious thought. "I suppose so."

"Yeah," Bucky nodded, his tone still casual. "They always remind me of Wanda, especially from the back. I always have to make sure I'm careful not to mix up your date with Wanda."

Bucky ended it with a chuckle, stating he was getting cold before he left without another world, leaving you alone outside.

The connect dots snapped into place almost instantly, horrifying you as you continued to stare at Wanda from above.

Oh, fuck.

Maybe it was a good thing you didn't bring anyone tonight. You're not sure how you'd be able to take someone home into your bed with the daunting realization you go after girls who look like your best friend...because you actually want your best friend.

The three months since that discovery had nearly driven you to insanity. Since you refused to talk to anyone about it, most of your thought process was, " Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no."

But in the end, you resolved that it couldn't happen. Wanda would never reciprocate your feelings in a million years, especially since she had Vision. Wanda occasionally even talked about the possibility of marrying him down the road.

It wasn't happening. It was never going to happen.

Wanda was more important to you than anyone in the whole entire world. You would never allow anything to risk the friendship—even your feelings.

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You felt like a sick sexual deviant.

Despite your resolve to bury your feelings and continue on as normal, it was getting increasingly weird to continue to see girls who looked like Wanda. Yet, you couldn't stop. It wasn't doing it for you otherwise.

But now, every time you kissed a girl, all you could see was Wanda in her. Sex was beginning to become a guilty pleasure for all the wrong reasons.

When you met Raye, it felt like another sinful thing to lust after, knowing how much she physically reminded you of Wanda. But you could see a big personality difference in the short time you spent chatting with Raye.

Wanda was the type you spoiled, indulging in her strange, wacky ideas. She could be very emotional, swinging from one side of the spectrum to another. She had such a big heart, willing to love, but also held grudges and was wicked if crossed. Wanda was a brat in all the loving ways you could mean.

Raye could be best described as emotionally consistent. On the surface, she portrayed a wicked sense of humor and was fun to be around, but she was much more guarded than Wanda. She was very independent, not liking anything that might even intrude on her freedom. Raye kept her true feelings close to herself and seemed to be teasing you to come find out.

It was different. You didn't mind, maybe liking it even (purely in the sense it was the opposite of Wanda, and you couldn't afford to keep lusting after your best friend in all possible ways).

Even so, your mind was distracted on the first date.

"Have you ever done a boudoir photoshoot?" Raye asks, her tone low and seductive.

"Can't say that I have," you smile, trying to remind yourself to be present during the date. It's been long since you've properly wined and dined someone, and Wanda kept entering your thoughts.

"Well, there's a first for everything and you might even have a willing model," Raye bit her bottom lip suggestively, her index finger stroking the back of your hand.

And while the southern twang does stir something in you, and you feel your stomach tingling, you're very aware that it's because Raye physically reminds you of Wanda. So, your mind traitorously imagines Wanda biting her lip and saying seductive things to you.

"THEY WOULD NEVER—"

You whip your head around, swearing you heard Wanda. When there was no sign of her, you furrowed your brows in confusion, turning back to Raye.

Was this a sign of insanity?

You resolve right then and there to focus on the lovely brunette before you and enjoy the date. It was easy enough if you relaxed and earnestly asked Raye questions about herself.

It was easy enough to hold Raye's hand and swing it back and forth if you just thought about how warm they were.

It was enough to giggle when Raye leaned in closer to whisper something silly or naughty in your ear if you just thought about how her breath felt on the shell of your ear.

Suddenly, the car next to you went off, the alarm beeping loudly enough to make you and Raye jump in surprise. You turned around and noticed the couple behind you were gone. You thought they looked slightly familiar, but it was too difficult to determine when they were so far away in the dark under passing streetlights.

Ultimately, you walk Raye up her steps, unsure what you want your next move to be. Everything feels strange since the revelation. You feel guilty for your lust, but specifically what causes it.

But when Raye pulled you in for a hot, searing kiss, you decided to just go with the flow...which also ended up being nothing as she got a call from her sister while clothes were discarded.

The call was only bordering on 40 seconds, but you decided your momentum was lost, and you needed that momentum to have sex with someone else while you tried (unsuccessfully) to not think about Wanda.

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Fuck. Darcy.

Those were the only words that could come to your mind after Wanda texted her vague answer about whether or not she was returning home tonight.

You sighed as you scrolled through the videos and photos, trying to get a headstart on putting together the video for Tony and Pepper. As you began opening up files, many were corrupted by the inability to open or glitchy images.

With another sigh, your chair scraped against the floor as you shifted back, pulling out your phone and shooting a quick text to the videographer asking if you could meet up tomorrow to get the SD card for the originals. You got a prompt reply with a thumbs-up emoji with a time and place.

You thought you might've just heard something shuffle in your room, but you forget about it when it's quiet again.

In the end, you spent another 45 minutes scrolling through some other photos that weren't corrupted, catching Wanda in the background and staring with a lingering thought about how absolutely pretty she was.

A part of you was in disbelief that Wanda was interested in women. You had so many questions that still lingered, but you didn't want to push Wanda or make it seem like you were interrogating her, and she needed to prove it.

Still, you wondered what exactly made Wanda come to terms with the fact that she liked women.

Specifically, why couldn't you be the reason she was interested in women? You shoved those forbidden feelings down, beating them back into its box to put away.

It didn't matter.

It shouldn't matter.

You're with Raye, and Wanda may be with Darcy. Or some other girl, or maybe even with a guy again.

It's just not going to be you.

And that's okay, you tell yourself. You can love someone without having to pursue anything. You just want to be there for Wanda.

Of course, all of this changed the moment you watched a slanted confession video from an unaware Wanda while your roommate was out for lunch with a client.

Shock is the only thing that registers upon the video finishing. Were you hallucinating again? Was this like the first date with Raye where you kept thinking you could hear or see glimpses of Wanda?

But you played the video over and over, blinking every time it was finished.

Then a burst of strange laughter bubbled from your mouth, and then horror dawned on you that, 'oh, fuck. She actually feels the same way.'

It was unclear whether or not Wanda was trying to let her feelings be known or if she was also facing the same issue as you, where she was suppressing them. Either way, Wanda would unlikely be brave enough to say anything soon.

You spent the week humming and hawing about what pursuing a relationship with your best friend would mean. What would the consequences be if things didn't work out? What would the consequences be if you declined to pursue anything more despite if Wanda confessed? What would the consequences be to watch Wanda move on and love someone else?

Your stomach dropped.

You needed to break up with Raye.

Your stomach dropped.

You wait 3 more days before confronting Wanda since she's clearly a chicken.

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"You knew you had feelings for me for at least 3 months?" Wanda screeches. "And you said nothing?!"

"Okay, relax, you banshee," you wince at the sound. "How is that the only thing you hung onto out of everything I just told you?"

"But...but!" Wanda narrows her eyes on you. "It was getting serious with Raye!"

"Serious?" you raise your brow at Wanda. "What gave you the idea it was getting serious? We were dating but I saw her maybe a few days out of a month with how much she flies out for work."

"So, it wasn't getting serious at all?" Wanda frowns.

"Well," you purse your lips. "Maybe for Raye. She was considering transferring to another department so she wouldn't have to fly out anymore."

Wanda's mouth hangs open, her face pale with the worst thoughts of what might've been if they never confessed their feelings.

"Which," you cut in like you're able to read her mind, "obviously, I told her to not do as I wanted to end things with her."

"How did she take it?" Wanda asks curiously.

You look uncomfortable as you shift in bed, but Wanda waits patiently. "I think she just emotionally shut down. There were no tears, no screaming, or any accusations about why I was ending things. She just looked impassive as she accepted it and asked me to leave."

"Oh," Wanda bit her bottom lip. She feels bad in a way, but not bad enough to regret making you hers. "I'm sorry, bug."

You sigh as you reach over and pull Wanda close, pressing a kiss to her bare shoulder. The blanket shifts down, exposing Wanda's neck and collarbone where you had unabashedly marked up.

"Now, are you done with the questions, or can we resume where we left off?" You ask mischievously, pressing languid kisses against the side of her neck.

Wanda closes her eyes with a soft hum, pressing her body closer to yours until you shift and move over Wanda.

"I notice that you didn't mention anything about Darcy."

"Mention what exactly?" You say between kisses, stroking Wanda's hip. "That I was insanely jealous and wished her ill? Although, now that I know it was a fake date and neither of you had interest in each other, she seems nice."

Wanda laughs. "Even after she hacked your laptop?"

"With your help, might I remind you," you pull up and pointedly look at her. "But if she never corrupted those wedding files, I would've never got the original SD card and found out about your feelings."

"Very true," Wanda muses as she throws her head around your neck and pulls you close. She pecks your lips charmingly. "We should get her a nice bottle of wine."

"What about Steve and Bucky."

Wanda scoffs. "They're meddling little school girls who are probably kicking their feet and giggling."

You can't help but laugh before you dive in for another kiss, eager but slow. Oh, man. You were going to love Wanda for the rest of your life.

After a moment, Wanda sighs. "Okay, fine. We can give our McDonald's coupons to Steve and Bucky."

You laugh again. "Alright, brat."

"Okay, stinky."

"Chicken."

"Stupid."

"Witch."

"Here we go again with that," Wanda rolls her eyes with a smile. "I'll have you know that if I were a witch, I'd be the most powerful and best witch ever."

"I bet you would," you agree very readily. "Instead of cursing people to death, you'd be saving their lives...or causing mass chaos. Huh, I guess that's not so different from now."

Wanda scoffs indignantly before she starts tickling you. You laugh, trying to jerk away, but Wanda is persistent in keeping you in place.

"Mercy!" You laugh as you roll to the side.

"Take that back! I do not cause chaos!"

"I take it back! You're clearly an A-List superhero!"

Wanda continues to tickle you anyway. "Say you love me!"

"I love you!"

Only then does Wanda stop, grinning wickedly as she presses a chaste kiss to your lips, and you're breathing heavily.

You want to call her a menace, but you're afraid that will only result in another tickle fight.

Wanda smiles warmly.

"I love you, too."

⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷⋆⊶⊷⊶⊷⊶⊷

"See, I told you Wanda would be the one to confess!" Steve smirks.

"That's because you're a little cheater who went and nudged Wanda along," Bucky rolls his eyes with a smile.

"Oh, yeah, like you're the perfect picture of fair," Steve narrows his eyes. "Don't think I don't know that you went to Bug first. I had to step in and nudge Wanda to make the odds even."

"Was it really Wanda who confessed when it was Bug who technically discovered her secret."

Steve seems to think about it before he slumps into the sofa, "I feel like that's a gray area." Then, Steve frowns. "Ugh, but then that means neither of us wins the bet."

"We can just call it even," Bucky shrugs, laying his head on Steve's shoulder.

"Oh, no," Steve shakes his head. "I won't let you wriggle out of our bet. We will watch all the Lord of the Rings movies if you lose."

Bucky groans loudly. "But there's so many and they're so long."

"You really think I want to watch the Star Wars movies?" Steve rolls his eyes.

"They're a classic!" Bucky argues.

"So is Lord of the Rings."

Bucky huffs but concedes. "Fine," he wrinkles his nose. "Should we bet on something else?"

"No, I like the thrill of two people getting together, even if it takes time. Besides, we have the time since we have to finish a whole bunch of shows," Steve says.

"Hm, which ones of our friends are due to get together?" Bucky muses.

"We could try Nat and Maria," Steve suggests.

"No, too hard since Maria doesn't live here," Bucky shakes his head and then offers, "Yelena and Kate?"

"I think they're actually already together," Steve furrows his brows. "But if they're not, I'm too scared of Yelena to get involved in her affairs."

"I think that's all our friends who are technically single with a viable date option," Bucky sighs.

Silence falls between them before Steve suggests, "Want to bet when Tony and Pepper will announce they're pregnant?"

They stare at each other for a moment before they yell out their guess at the same time.

"6 months!"

The silliness of it all leaves Steve and Bucky giggling.

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Red Stained Sunflower Pt. 3

Fandom: The Texas Chainsaw Massacre Game

Pairing: Johnny Slaughter x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Use of Pet Names, Suggestive Nsfw content, Cigarette mention/usage, SMUT!!, Fingering, P in V, Unprotected (Stay safe), slight choking, and more but I don’t wanna spoil the fun ;3

Requested?: Yeeee!!!

Overview: If the events that happened the night before weren't enough, then tonight sure as hell would be. After an awkward encounter, you find yourself alone with the man who has such a hold on you. Talking and playing around won’t compare to what you got yourself into tonight.

A/n: This is the last part of this little series!! If you would like to see more Johnny feel free to send me an ask/request! I got a couple in my inbox so I’ll be working on those! Johnny’s a little more soft but can be a bit aggressive in this one so if ya aint feeling it DNI!!

This chapter contains written NSFW content. Minors are advised to not interact!! Enjoy!

Red Stained Sunflower Pt.1 - Red Stained Sunflower Pt.2

You weren't prepared for really visiting the Slaughter home the next day. Your heart pumped strangely after Johnny left last night with his confident demeanor and witty remarks. You couldn't sleep all night from it. The man’s scent had still lingered in your room, especially on your bed where he decided to make himself comfortable. You hated him for that. You loved the thought of him but hated that he was constantly on your mind.

Now you were on your way to meet the man, telling your father that you would be at Maria’s for a bit. Lying, so that you could see the trouble that dipped so far into your heart. Walking along the dirt road in your favorite sundress and a small bag, you decided to go through the front instead of the back way close to the gardens like last time. It probably would be easier since it was getting late, the sun coming close to the horizon.

You hurried your steps as your feet silently patted on the porch, before raising your hand to knock on the door. Your hand was mere centimeters away but suddenly stopped when you heard commotion coming from the other side. And it didn’t sound good either…

“Ya’ keep leavin’ without a trace and don’t tell nobody! The hell ya’ goin’ off to?!”

You carefully pushed your ear to the door to hear if anyone was nearby. If you can recall his name, it sounded like Drayton. The older gentleman who occasionally went by the name Cook among some members of the family. Given that he didn't seem to like your presence, you didn't actually talk to him all that much. When you laugh with Bubba and Nubbins, you may receive sidelong looks or little scoffs from the kitchen. He appeared agitated, and was questioning the person who had turned his mood so sour.

“That’s none of yer damn business, old man.”

Oh… that’s who was getting interrogated. Johnny. What they were saying appeared to grab your attention, even though it shouldn't have startled you as much as it did.

“It’s that girl again ain’t it? Ya’ keep goin’ out and followin’ ‘er like a gosh darn puppy!” Drayton had persisted in reprimanding Johnny, his aging voice hoarse with annoyance. “What’s so special ‘bout ‘er hm? She can’t do nothin’ for ya’-“

“Watch yer tone! Before ya’ start ta’ have a real problem on yer hands.”

Drayton and Johnny both appeared to be furious, but Johnny's stance was clearly more aggressive. Given that the older man made a comment regarding other girls, you weren't sure if they were talking about you or not. Your heart briefly ached as a result. You felt a tiny bit envious when you imagined Johnny with someone else. As you refocused on the exchanged words, you briefly dared to blink.

“Calm ya’self Johnny!” Your ears twitch to the sound of Sissy’s voice.

“Get off a me!” He growls, sudden footsteps approaching closer the door. “Yer quick ta’ start pointin’ fingers. Do I need ta’ remind ya’ how long ya’ left us fa’?”

“Don’t chu start yappin’ at me! Ya’ know what I needed ta’ do-“

“And I know what I’m doin’, so quit yer barkin!”

You became aware that you were still listening in as footsteps began to move dangerously towards the door. You immediately moved away from the porch, to the side of the house where the bushes encumbered beneath the window. Bubba and Nubbins emerge from the door moments later once it had opened. You see from the bushes as the two enter the white pickup truck's back bay, with Sissy trailing behind them and moving toward the passenger-side door. Johnny is furiously flailing his arms behind Drayton as the older man stumbles out of the house.

When Johnny came closer, Drayton spun around and pointed a finger in his face as the younger man's brows furrowed. “She’s makin’ ya’ weak boy. Weak! And if I have ta’ tell ya’ ta’ leave ‘er alone again-!”

“What are ya’ so afraid of ol’ man?” The man’s eyelids lower in suspicion. “I don’t have ta’ explain anythin’ ta’ anybody, and I ain’t gonna let ya’ boss me ‘round like a kid.”

“So naive, wait until ya’ mother hears about this,” Cook chuckles, hopping into the truck. “Ya’ care ‘bout ‘er more than ya’ care ‘bout yer own family. I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, once she realizes what you are, you’ll treat ‘em like the rest once she tries ta’ leave.”

As you saw Drayton shut the door to the truck, his remarks caused your stomach to churn, giving you anxiety-filled butterflies. The vehicle had been started, and the engine was roaring as it backed into the driveway. Once it was turned around it drove off, leaving Johnny there speechless and heated as ever. You’ve never seen him so upset, so… filled with anger. He tightened his jaw and balled his fists into the palms of his hands, a vein protruding from the side of his temple. He looked like he could kill someone, right then and there. After a period of silence, he took a long breath in and let it out harshly.

“Yer terrible at hidin’.”

As Johnny's statement rang across the air, your heart leaped and your eyes widened. Before turning around, he had let out an abrasive huff while his tongue prodded at the insides of his cheeks. “Ya’ can stop hidin’ darlin.” He only moves a few steps before his eyes and boots come to a complete stop on the ground. He was perceptive, and that was well noted. He closed his eyes and ran a hand through his dark hair as his demeanor abruptly changed. “Come oooon, I know yer out here.”

Although you were uneasy, there was no use continuing to hide now that he had exposed you. A few seconds later, you emerged from the bushes, and Johnny's eyes shot open to meet yours. His chocolate brown eyes locked with yours at that very instant, and you could feel the rage and shame simmering behind them. With the broad grin that covered his face, he did a great job of hiding it.

“How did you know I was here?” You asked, making him shrug his shoulders. “Could see yer footprints. They moved that way unlike the others,” His fingers pointed down to the ground, making you smirk and shake your head slightly. “Didn’t think ya’d be ‘ere so soon. Hell, thought ya’d go on and ditch me again~.”

“Well… I uh, was thinking about it. After hearing all that.”

The smile on Johnny’s face faded as quick as it came, tilting his head slightly with the squint of his eyes. “How much did ya’ ‘ear?” He asked, stuffing his hands in his back pockets.

You fiddled with the fabric of your sundress, debating on whether or not to tell him the truth. You didn’t mean to eavesdrop, it just happened to be a bad time and you didn’t want to get caught knowing they were talking about you. It was reasonable, but then again… maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to lie right in Johnny’s face.

“Enough…” You said, making the man turn his head away. “I know Drayton didn’t like me that much but not as… much as I thought.”

Johnny shook his head, a chuckle coming from his mouth. “Heh, yeah. I got some explainin’ ta’ do don’t I?” The man had lifted his arm, hand gesturing to you as he began to approach. “Walk wit’ me?”

He smiles once again at your head nod when he approaches. He took hold of your shoulders and pulled you along with him as the two of you moved to the side of the house. “So… about that explaining?”

“Yeah yeah, I’m gettin’ to it.” Johnny rolled his eyes playfully, removing his arm from you to run his fingers through his hair again. “So impatient. Next thing I know yer gonna be bossin’ me ‘round!”

“Thought you didn’t like being told what to do.” You say, his eyes narrowing to stare at you in a playful side eye.

“I don’t.” His voice cracks with excitement, making you giggle in response.

Both of you had stopped, and Johnny had positioned himself on a car's damaged hood. He had rested against it, his arms crossed, and his head tilted to the side. The male had observed as your eyes silently absorbed the magnificence of the meadows. You were patiently waiting for him to resume speaking, but the breathtaking scenery fully captured your attention. The scene of the sunflowers gently colored by the sun's rays as they sway side to side in the wind. The man behind you, who had hummed at the sight, was the only one who managed to divert your attention away from the view.

Your head turns, staring Johnny with his half lidded eyes. “I should’ve brought my camera.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“Forgot. I was so busy getting ready that I left it on my dresser.” You had fumbled through your bag in your hip, looking into it for something.

“Got all dolled up just fa’ me? Ya’ shouldn’t have~.” Johnny was… staring a lot, and it was awfully distracting. You don’t even remember what it was that you were looking for.

“Oh shut up.” You say, putting your bag away to your hip. “Come up with that explanation yet?”

Johnny sighed and rubbed the side of his stubbled cheek as another smile appeared on his face. “What do ya’ wanna know?”

There were many things you wished to know. Why Drayton didn't like you, whether his family disapproved of you, whether he is seeing someone else, and whatever part of him the older man was referring to. There was just a lot on the table, and you didn't have much time to gather everything from him given how soon the sun would set. “Has Drayton always had something against me?”

“Doesn’t like any girl I bring home,” Johnny explained. “Says it’s a distraction. Don’t know what the problem is when I can handle myself.”

“Maybe he’s just worried about you?”

“Should worry ‘bout his damn self.” Johnny rolled his eyes at that.

“Okay,” You walk over to him and hop onto the hood of the car to take a seat. “Does the rest of your family… not like me?”

Johnny didn’t say anything for a moment, averting his eyes away from you as he thought about it. The man looked up at the sky, nodding his head slightly. “I… don’t really know.” He finally responded. “Sissy has her suspicions. Nubbins doesn’t really care, I know big boy likes ya’ a lot.”

“Who Bubba?”

“Yeaaah,” His grin starts to appear again. “He’s like a kid, likes it when ya’ spend time with ‘im. Yer much nicer than the rest of us.”

Well that was good to know at least. You smile at that, nodding your head to the thought. “I’m glad that he likes it when I’m around. He’s like a puppy, so energetic when he’s happy. Speaking of-“

“Oh god,” Johnny sighs out loudly. “Don’t— Don’t listen to anythin’ he said beginnin’ with that!”

“So you follow me?”

“Jesus Christ,” Johnny groans out loud, shaking his head. “I don’t follow ya’!”

“What about the skatin’ rink?”

“That was one time!” Johnny lifted his arms up as he exaggerated his lies. “That’s cause I wanted ta’ know what ya’s been doin’.”

“I mean you did break into my house,” You teased, making him huff in irritation. “Do you usually just go into places whenever you feel like it?”

The man cracked a bit, chuckling before shaking his head at you. “Breakin’ inta’ houses ain’t my usual thing. I like bein’ more… direct. If that’s whatcha call it.” Johnny shook his shoulders at the thoughts, giving the question more attention than he probably intended. “Maybe… I’ve seen ya’ a couple times in town.”

“Sneaky thing aren’t you~.”

“Indeed I am~,” He realized right away that you were making fun of him. After pushing himself off the hood, the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of crumpled smokes.

“You’re not gonna smoke are you?” You ask with your eyebrows raised. “Those are bad y’know.”

“So nosey,” Johnny pulls out a cigarette and stuffs it into the side of his mouth. “Yer stressin’ me out with all these questions.”

“I can ask more.”

“Shut up.”

His grin seemed to morph into a naughty one when you were about to speak back to him. The chuckle that rumbled in his throat caused him to avert his eyes. He was aware of what you were about to say, and unlike yesterday, you were all by yourself with him. He smirked triumphantly and drew the lighter from his other pocket as you forced your mouth shut. However, you got an idea and got up off the car hood. You approach Johnny and snatch the cigarette out of his mouth. His expression was priceless and made you laugh out loud.

“Uhm…hey?” He says reaching for the cigarette before you pull it back. He licks his lips with a sly grin, nodding his head. “Ohhh, okay. So that’s what we’re doin’ hm?”

“Maybe,” You reply. “Yer funny, now give it back before I take it.”

You stood there idly, not listening to a single word Johnny said. Johnny had taken that moment of silence to look over you, before his hand rushed to grab yours. It caught you off guard, your wrist with the cigarette being taken as he pulled you towards him. The front of your body collides with his, a small grunt coming from you. Looking up at the man your eyes widen. Cheeks flushed, you feel his other hand snake around your lower back to keep you there. Oh dear… what did you just get yourself into? “Tsk tsk. Yer playin’ a dangerous game here sweetheart.” Every word in Johnny's voice is dripping with seduction, like a warning sign. “If that’s whatcha wanna do, I’m all up fa’ the challenge~.” Johnny takes the cigarette from your hand and sticks it back in his mouth. What an absolute tease. The way your body effortlessly melted into him gave the man the confidence that he could get away with it. “What~? Wish I did somethin’ else wit’ ma’ mouth?”

“If you wanted to, I’m sure you would have.” You say narrowing your eyes.

“Oh really?” Johnny says, his hand behind your back moving to place itself on your abdomen. He moved you backwards, your hands coming in contact with the hood of the vehicle you sat on earlier. “What makes ya’ think I won’t?”

“I don’t know, maybe you do it to all your other little girlfriends.”

Your statement made Johnny laugh, having to take the smoke out of his mouth before it fell out. “Awww ya’ heard that too? Jealous~?” He made your lips purse, your eyes moving away to the side of you. “I’ll amuse ya’, so how ‘bout this. Yer the only one I’ve been talkin’ to fa’ a while.”

You look back up at Johnny, who had stuffed the cigarette back in its little box. “So amused,” You roll your eyes, trying to remove yourself away from Johnny but all he did was stand in your way. He was so close to you, that he practically had you pinned against the car and him.

“Lookin’ a lil’ sour there honey.” He teased, the cigarette box being placed back in his pocket. “Still jealous~?”

“N-No…” You stammered, swallowing thickly when you tried to look away.

Johnny chuckles as he detects your lies. He was making you so anxious and driving you mad by imagining the other women he's seen. He was undeniably so close to your body that you would bump into him if you even attempted to move. His hands, which were still protected by his grime-stained gloves, advanced to your waist. When his face got close to yours, it made you hold your breath and your heart race.

“Can’t fool me darlin’, yer a terrible liar too.” His nose brushes against yours before he pulls his head back again. “I promise~, yer the only one I got eyes on.” Before you feel them move to your hips, the hold on your waist becomes tighter. You were raised back onto the car's hood a short while later. Johnny reached out and traced his fingertips along your exposed thighs without pausing. “Yer the only one I want.”

Once more, his face approaches yours, but this time he maintains his distance. The once-orange sky was beginning to turn dark, misty blue as the sun dropped below the horizon in the distance. The view in front of you now... drew you in more than ever, and you were unable to take your eyes off of him. Your head subconsciously turned in his direction as quiet breaths filled the chilly air in the silence.

“I want you too…” You say quietly, making the man in front of you grin.

“Hm?” He hums, moving himself in between your legs. “Ya’ want me?”

The man takes one moment to remove his gloves while you nod your head. He places them beside you, grabs your legs, hooks them around his waist, then grabs your hips.

“All of me?”

Your hands that had been resting on the hood, came and cupped the sides of his cheeks. “Yes,” You reply. “I want all of you, Johnny.”

“Ya’ sure?” The male wasn’t hesitant, he just knew what both of you were going to get into. You knew this yourself, and you nodded once more. “Good, cause I’mma keep ya’ aaaaall to myself~.”

The man's lips had touched yours at that point. Your entire body experienced waves of arousal as well as butterflies throughout your stomach. His touch was felt, and the satisfaction from his lips lingered on your own. It appeared as though he was directing you through every step due to the way they moved so perfectly alongside yours. He tasted metallic and minty, with a hint of tobacco.

He pulled back from the kiss as his bare hands took hold of the hem of your sundress and raised it just a bit. As he moved from your earlobe to the side of your neck, his lips made contact with your jaw. You start to gasp softly as Johnny grazes your neck with his teeth and nibbles on your tender flesh. He leaned down to your collarbone and softly sucked on the skin there, creating a small hickey in the process. A reminder of what was his.

“Drivin’ me crazy sweet pea,” He mumbled in the crook of your neck, his calloused hands massaging the top of your thighs. The more he dragged on his throbbing need for you, the more vigorously he kneaded them. “Might not be able ta’ hol’ back much longer.”

Your legs are still around Johnny's waist as he pulls away from you, but you move your eyes. They proceeded on to the growth that pressed up against his jeans and the obvious indent of his own erection in a sizable tent. You shiver at the sight.

“Gettin’ cold?” He asks, the man lifting you from the car hood.

“A little,” You half admit, your hands hanging onto his shoulders. “Didn’t think you’d care much.”

Johnny chuckles as he lowers you and unlocks the car door. The man poked his head inside and looked around as it rustled. The back window and the opposite side of the car were covered in sunflowers, and the only damage it appeared to have was a couple rips in the back seats. He moves and motions for you to enter with his hand. A hefty slap on the ass greets you as you crawl inside after taking the bag off your shoulder and throwing it within. You yelp as you turn to face Johnny, who dove with a grin on his face.

Before climbing on top of you, he crept into the car and shut the door behind him. The man lowered his head back to your face as your back pressed up against the seat cushions and your head leaned forward. “I’ll warm ya’ up real good baby girl,” He adds as he presses his hands firmly on your lovely outfit. He raises it, revealing your (color) underwear, and wraps his fingers around them.

Once he begins pushing the thin cloth up to your thighs, his lips come into touch with yours. As it slides down your ankles, he grabs them, taking them off your legs. He hums and pulls away from the kiss as you move your dress subtly with your hands to cover any views he might have.

“Hidin’ from me?” Your head slams against the seat as his enormous hand grabs both of your wrists and moves you lower with his other hand. He raises the clothing up to reveal you while pinning your arms above your head. As a result of Johnny's position, your legs were unable to even close completely, so he only huffed amusedly as you attempted. “Be a good girl and I might be gentle.”

“You better be gentle,” You blurt out loud, earning a hefty laugh from Johnny.

“Riiiight, forget yer still a virgin~.” He sees you pucker your lips, Johnny taking the opportunity to peck them, making you groan. “Take this off will ya’? I wanna see everythin’.”

As you sit up to remove your sundress, Johnny draws back as you blink at him before nodding. You slipped your flats to the ground, nervously staring at Johnny as your sundress joined the pair of shoes. He had taken off his torn-up, black muscle shirt as you were doing this. The muscles you previously noticed were considerably more impressive up close. The scars, the little chest hair, and the flexed appearance of his arms. God, just looking at him made your pussy throb.

With such precision, he swiftly tossed his belt on the ground. Johnny’s boots were kicked off soon after, his jeans going down his legs and off his ankles. “God… jus’ look at ya’…” The man was in awe, his cock so strained that the boxers it held were pleading for release. He spread your legs open, looking down at you as he took in every inch of your body with his eyes.

Johnny gives you another kiss, this time with his lips flowing against yours and his hands encircling you. He releases the clip from your bra, allowing it to fall as you adjust it to the side. The man was gentle, even attentive. His fingers stroked over you as if you were a work of art. A canvas that he was so tempted to ruin yet was too delicate to damage.

“Mmhn… I want you… Johnny…” Your words were said between kisses, the ones that got more rough with every passing moment.

Johnny pulls back, his pants evident while his lust for you grew immensely. “Yeah?” His voice is low, deep with pure emotion.

You can feel his fingers rubbing against the slit in your pussy at that very instant. They have an unfamiliar, somewhat unusual feel about it that makes you flinch with curiosity. Before shutting, your eyes lock onto his, and as he rubs his thumb on your clit, you let out a gasp. Oh he knew what he was doing. This wasn’t his first rodeo.

His eyes dart between you and your aching cunt as the pad of his thumb experimentally strokes your clit. You covered your face in embarrassment at the quiet grunts and tiny moans you let out. But Johnny appeared to enjoy it. How your confidence and shyness seem to win his favor equally. The unintentional bucking of your hips to increase your pleasure.

“So wet fa’ me darlin’~,” Johnny purrs, his hand adjusting itself. “I could jus’…”

“Ahh~!”

With his words, Johnny’s finger enters your pussy. Your back begins to sag, and you whimper. The man does this while touching your breasts with his free hand and kissing them. You felt dizzy with excitement as he pinched your nipples and took them between his teeth. Your body burned at his touch and you wanted more.

Your body tensed and jerked in response to the excitement that shot through your abdomen, his finger began curling in the most sensitive parts. Johnny was relentless, making sure that none of his actions left you even the tiniest bit untouched. That was until he slipped in another into your tight hole. This time it felt uncomfortable, and you expressed that feeling too.

“E-Eh… it hurts…” You whine softly, your hands gripping on Johnny’s biceps.

“I know baby,” He says, sending a kiss to your jaw. “Need ta’ stretch ya’ out fa’ me.”

You were speechless when you considered that Johnny was bigger than his fingers. Your hand, let alone your fingers, were much smaller than his. The discomfort you are experiencing right now undoubtedly pales in comparison to what you saw—er, see—in his boxers. He appeared to be on the larger side. Jesus…

Your face twitches as you notice him starting to up his pace. As his motions intensify, the buildup in your abdomen begins to expand and keeps growing. He was skilled with his hands, and within minutes you were on the verge of bursting. As your pussy throbs on his digits, the space between your walls gets smaller as he stares at you with half-lidded eyes. He hums as a result of your hold on his biceps, which also serves as a visual cue that you are close.

“J-John-ny… ah~ s-slow down…” You whine out, your words not phasing him in the slightest. The discomfort had faded to pleasure, your head hitting the window as your legs started to shake.

Curling his fingers he presses against your g-spot, making you squeal. He was merciless, fucking you with his fingers alone made you dizzy. “Thought about this all fucking day,” He growls, his voice cracking with lust. “Always on ma’ damn mind… fuck~, wanna make ya’ cum darlin’.”

“I… wanna cum.”

Johnny looks at you with a grin, his head tilting. “Ya’ wanna cum fa’ me baby?”

He nods slightly in response to your head nod. The man had corrected himself, lowering his body and bringing his face to your pussy. You tighten up as a new feeling begins abruptly, your eyes widening. Johnny places his tongue on the swollen bud of your genitalia, the muscle twitching as he started lapping at it. While his fingers occupy the space within, he suctions and pleases you with his lips. The sensation of lowering your hands and grabbing Johnny's hair in your fingers was irresistible.

“Mmhn~! Johnny… fuck! J-Johnny ple-ase!”

Johnny had been humming along to your moans as they reverberated around the vehicle. Your stomach's coil finally burst, your eyes clamped shut, and your back arched in ecstasy. As he holds you down, Johnny pulls his fingers out of your cunt and grabs your hips with both of his hands. Your climax is coursing through your body as he continues to devour your pussy. His hair was being held in place by your hands so tightly that you worried you may rip it out. Your thighs were gripping the sides of his head as if you were going to break his skull.

“N-No! Waitwaitwait– Johnny!!”

As his mouth violently began sucking on your clit, you begged him to stop. The man, however, remained still, and you then experienced a new feeling. Your cunt gushes, Johnny groaning before quickly removing his face away from your sensitive core. Your grip on his dark hair, which had been locked in your fingers, loosened as you panted. His hands holding onto your hips relaxed while he chuckled. The man licked his lips and then ran his tongue against his teeth as he raised himself to his knees, which kept him on the seat's cushions. You stare at him in the hot atmosphere of a cool night. His chin down to his chest was slickly covered in your juices, he wore it like a medal as it glistened on his skin. A giggle escaped his thin lips as he raised his hand to wipe his face. “Did I just–”

“Squirt all over me? Yes, yes you did~.”

You blushed madly, setting a hand over your mouth and looking away from him. “I… didn’t know I could do that.”

Johnny grinned, “These hands work wonders darlin’.” He ran his hand over your pussy again before patting it, making you jolt at his soft motions.

“Eh– Ah! H-Hey! I’m still sensitive...” You whined.

“Oh I know,” Johnny said, pulling the hem of his boxers down. His cock emerged from that piece of clothing after it had fallen. Although the image had your mouth watering, you were uneasy about having that inside of you. “Bein’ sensitive is the bes’ part. Yer gonna be screamin’ ma’ name as I fuck ya’ senseless~.” You gasp when Johnny moves in between your legs, pulling them apart as he grips his twitching cock. He pumps it slowly, taking a moment to coat your juices on his hard length. Moments later, he lines himself up with your hole, running the loose strands of his now messy hair back.

“You don’t need me to do anything? I mean– I can… you know…” You tried to find the right words, but feeling the head of his cock press against you distracted your thoughts. “Nah, we’ll get ta’ that some otha’ time.” He says, leaning down to you. “I jus’ wanna be inside ya’~.”

His lips make contact with yours, and the sudden penetration makes you tense up immediately. You try to release, but the more he pushes the more pain surged through your lower body. When he pulls back from you, he stares into your eyes, a sudden wickedness appearing in his own. All of a sudden he bucks his hips forward, his mouth opening agape when his full length is inside of you. You whimper out in pain and pleasure. You felt so full that your walls could only squeeze around him, and so sensitive that a simple adjustment made you groan with pleasure. “A… warning would’ve been nice.” You glare at him, the man taking your body and pulling you back down to lay on the cushions. “Oops~.” He purrs, a small moan coming from his throat. Johnny takes your legs and wraps them around his waist again. “Want me ta’ go slow?”

“So considerate,” You say, watching as the man comes down to you.

“I wouldn’t be so sure.”

The man pulls his hips back before slamming back into you, your eyes widening at the feeling. A shocked gasp wakens the night, and Johnny continues to fuck you like the man he is. Hard, deep, thrusts that send your toes curling, and your hands to dig into his back that you held onto for dear life. The jolts of pure pleasure send you into a state of ecstasy, your mouth sending out nothing but pure, uncontrollable moans.

“God baby— fuck~! Yer clampin’ on me— shit— uh~.” Johnny moans at you, his eyes watching every single detail of how your body craves him. “All mine… all fuckin’ mine— god!”

His head dips to your neck, placing firm kisses as his hand grip the sides of your ass. He lifts you up slightly, his cock beginning to drill into your tight pussy.

“AHH~!! Ohmygodohmygod~!!” Your voice sounded so beautiful, getting louder every moment he bucked his hips into you.

Johnny mutters under his breath, stopping and pulling his cock out from you. “Turn around baby,” He motions, watching as you quickly get on your hands and knees. You wiggle your ass, making him tap one of the cheeks teasingly. “Fuckin’ tease.”

“Your the one who stopped when it was getting good.” You roll your eyes.

He scoffed, slapping your ass in which made you jump. “Ass up ya’ little shit.”

You smile, arching your back as he positions himself against you once more. While Johnny stuffs his cock back inside of you, you chuckle as you feel both of his hands on your ass. Oh, if he wasn't ramming into you before, he sure was doing it now. This position made things a lot easier for him to access. In the deepest places, most sensitive areas, as soon as he hit that sweet spot that’s all he ever did.

“Tryna get away~?” He grips your hips as you try to pull yourself away, pulling you back on his cock. You squeal, your head shoving itself down in the cushion of the seat while your legs shake tremendously. “Ahhh~ fuck yer tightenin’.”

“Feels s’ good— ah— fuckfuck mmhn~!”

“Say it again,” Johnny bends down slightly to take your neck into his hand. “Fuckin’ say it again!”

Tears brim in your eyes as his thrusts make your stomach clench, your eyes practically rolling back into your skull. “It feels good!! AHH~!! You feel so good Johnny!!”

“That’s right love, take it~ Take it~!”

Your orgasm hits you like a freight train as your body trembles. As Johnny continues to abuse your g-spot, you scream, your delightful climax intensifying to the point where tears are streaming down your face. As the man squeezed your neck, the shortage of oxygen caused you to start seeing stars as you gushed once more on him. Your voice breaks when he lets go of you, and your head is fuzzy as he fucks you for the remainder of your climax.

His low murmurs and grunts escalate to become louder growls and moans. He gave you a hard slap on the ass and grasped it tightly. Both cheeks took turns getting reddened handprints. The man's thrusts were more eager, and he was grinning broadly.

“I fuckin’ needed this— uh~ fuck I needed you~ Doin— mhm~ this ta’ me~…” Johnny threw his head back, taking in his own pleasure. The man was close to cumming, his thrusts starting to become sloppier than they were before. “I’m so close… Y/n, say my name.”

“Johnny…“ Your brain was mush, barely being able to comprehend what you had heard.

He slaps your ass, hard, making you yelp in surprise. “Louder~.”

“Johnny!” You moan louder.

Another firm slap, making you whimper out. “Scream my fuckin’ name~!” He positions himself, his cock pulling out to the tip before thrusting back in.

“AH~! Johnny— FUCK~!” You scream out, the continuous jerk of his hips driving you wild. “Johnnyjohnnyjohnny— ohh my— MMHN~! JOHNNYYY~!!!”

“That’s… fuckin’… ohh~ fuck~ ha— ah ahhhh~.”

Johnny stops moving and embraces your cunt with his pulsing cock. His hot cum shoots ribbons into your pussy, coating the walls of your womb with his thick sperm. His pants were just as heavy as yours, and the air in the car smelled strongly of sex. Your head turns to look back at him only to realize he had leaned down, his hand rubbing the small of your back as he huffed. Both of you stayed silent for a while, admiring each other, which was a little different for Johnny.

“You okay?” He asks breaking the airs silence, making you smile again.

“Yeah… just really hot.”

Johnny grinned and drew his cock away from you. Both of you sigh as the feeling suddenly slips away. He settles down and observes while you prepare to follow suit. When he notices you struggling, he smiles before grabbing your arm and bringing you near to him. “C’mere.”

You move over to him, the side of your body pressing against his. Your entire body relaxes in his arm as your head lays against him, his body radiating a warm but comforting heat. Being around him made you feel safe… oddly enough. Though god, did your lower body throb like a mother fucker.

“Still gonna go with pretty boy on Friday?” His question lingered in the air for a few seconds before you turned your head to look at him.

“I already canceled that,” You say, shrugging your shoulders. “I have plans.”

“So you do hm?” He says with a smirk. “And what are your plans?”

Johnny understood what you meant after only seeing you grin. He gave you one back, truly pleased with your choice. His expression caused your heart to melt. He knew he had you, he claimed you as his before you even knew it. Can he… really say that this is love? Is this how it actually felt? Like the others, you were drawn in, but there was something special about it. You were the one person he really desired and cared about. The mark of his prey had been on you, his print now painted red on your body. His little red stained sunflower.

His, and his only.

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✉ -> invitation! ENHYPEN SOUR PROM

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CONTENT ! a collection of enhypen drabbles based on Olivia Rodrigo's sour album!

PAIRING ? enhypen x reader

!! GENRE angst (hurt no comfort), fluff-ish, ex non idol! AU, childhood friends to lovers to strangers, early 2000s AU

꩜ WARNINGS ! infidelity, insecurities, toxic enha, tba

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DEJA VU !! so when you gonna tell her, that we did that too?

nothing hurts more than seeing lee heeseung doing the stuff you both used to do with another girl. Watching him wrap his jacket around her, playing the same song you both liked around her. everything, from the way he touches her, gives her gifts, was a carbon copy of your relationship. does he get deja vu when he’s with her?

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1 STEP FORWARD 3 STEPS BACK will you walk me to my door or send me home crying?

if you had to describe your boyfriend park jongsaeng in one word, it'd be unpredictable. he was a gentleman, absolutely selfless when it came to his loved ones. somehow you seem to be the only exception. you didn't understand then, and you sure as hell don't understand now.

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DRIVERS LICENSE cause how could i ever love someone else?

everyone has warned you about the infamous playboy sim jaeyun, but you didnt pay attention to them. being childhood friends, you knew everything about each other. your flaws, insecurities, and aspirations, you thought that everything was perfect till it wasn't.

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ENOUGH FOR YOU dont you think i loved you too much to be used and discarded?

you tried everything, you really did. as the school's hottest student, park sunghoon was in constant spotlight, might it be with classmates or being the light of the party. and for that, you did your best at making your presence worthy in his life. but deep down, you knew you couldn't compete with the girls who seemed much better than you, people who are enough for him

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FAVORITE CRIME But I say that I hate you with a smile on my face

kim sunoo was the personification of sunlight . everyone knew that! so when your friend introduced you to him you were naturally drawn to his open and kind nature. life seemed to be on your side but all the time and sacrifices towards him, all for nothing.

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HAPPIER does she mean you forgot about me?

being the school president's girlfriend wasnt easy and hell, if you could go back in time you wouldn't have even bothered associating yourself with the club. you two were the dream couple of east high, always being the talk of the school. but when you broke up, pictures of yang jungwon and the new girl started circulating around school. you should be happy for him, right?

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GOOD 4 U maybe you never cared at all?

nishimura riki is an egoistical asshole. thats the first thing ringing in your head when you wake up. being from rivaling dance groups, you thought that being in a relationship with the ace was your version of romeo and juliette, minus the tragedy part. but god, how wrong you were

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Darling, Let Us Love you (Yandere Ouran High School Host Club) Chapter 3.

Series Masterlist--Regular Masterlist

(Y/n) (L/n): Hey Kaoru, I just wanted to let you know that Haruhi's taking me to the party--

You deleted the message before you could press send, to embarrassed to even read it over in your head. You couldn't handle any of this. You didn't want to lead Kaoru on, but you also didn't want to disappoint him with the message. The rational part of your mind reminded you that Kaoru is a nice person, he wouldn't get upset over something as small as this, but another part of you couldn't handle the thought of rejecting him and having to see him at school the next day.

"(Y/N)! Come on, your break ended ten minutes ago!" Your coworker Mae yelled at you from the other room. Grumbling, you shove your phone into your back pocket, before walking back into the front room.

You didn't mind working, since your jobs were pretty normal. On weekdays you'd work after school as a tutor while on weekends you worked at a cafe near your home. Your grandparents were old, and you didn't want them to have to keep working at their age, even if they insisted. Sometimes though, you do wonder if you're missing out on the regular teenager experience, which is why you're so excited to go the Host Club Party with Haruhi, even if you do have to go to work the day after, it's worth it.

"What were you doing back there?" Mae asked, elbowing your side to grab your attention. Mae's always treated you like a younger sibling, which you don't really know how to feel about. She's nice and all, but a little too nosey for your liking.

"Nothing, just texting a friend." You respond while pouring some coffee. She scoffs, side-eying you.

"Really? Last I checked you didn't really have friends at that fancy school of yours." She laughs when you groan and smack her lightly on the arm. She wasn't wrong, but it still hurt.

"Well now I do." You say matter-a-factly. "And he even asked me to go to a dance with him." You don't know why you're telling Mae this, maybe a part of you wanted brag a bit. Either way, the surprised face Mae gives you makes you feel accomplished, like you achieved some great feet of something.

"Really?! Oh my god, did you except?" You face feel at the question, and suddenly all the butterflies and excitement you felt was washed away in an instant.

"No...I was asked by someone else and I said yes." You whisper, embarrassed. "And now I don't know how to tell him."

Mae shoots you a sympathetic look "man, I feel ya." She groans a bit. "You should probably let him down easy. You never know, he could be a psycho or something." You shake your head again.

"No, he's not like that. He's really nice, that's the problem."

Mae shrugs. "I don't see one if that's the case. Just be honest." You nod, dejected. You wish you were like Mae, confident and charming, watching as she turned and smiled at the customers. She was so sure of herself, and you wonder if that's what life is like when you get older. You'd grow up and have this awakening where you understand who you are and how to live your life. You laugh to yourself as you realize how stupid that sounds, but you desperately want it to be true.

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(Y/n) (L/n): Hey Haruhi, when is this dance supposed to be? I was never told?

Haruhi Fujioka: It's this Friday night after school. You're still able to come right? I know you had to work.

Haruhi must've overheard you when you were yelling at the twins. That or he just knows your work schedule somehow.

(Y/n) (L/n): I should get off in time.

You smile to yourself, excited. This is your first dance, and you're going with someone who seems to really like you. Laying back on the pillows of your bed you wonder what you're going to wear, if you should go out shopping for an outfit or make one yourself. What would Haruhi be wearing, you know he'd just look so handsome.

Everything was so great in your head that you barely felt the ding of your phone in your hand.

Kaoru: Hey (Y/n) :), have you decided if you're coming yet???

Your heart dropped, sinking all the way to your stomach, nearly stopping in surprise. You didn't know what to say or do, but your body took over before you could even realize it.

(Y/n) (L/n): I'm sorry Kaoru, I was asked by someone else, and I'd excepted. I hope to see you there though.

You pressed send as closed your eyes, taking deep harsh breaths. You didn't want Kaoru to hate you, he was so kind and probably the most normal person in the Host Club, other than Haruhi.

You didn't get a response for a while, minutes passing before you heard the dreaded ding.

Kaoru: That's no problem :). Who asked you though?

You wanted to say Haruhi, you really did, but you felt like it would be started unneeded drama. You didn't want to cause any tension, that is if you were even capable of making that much of an impact on anyone.

(Y/n) (L/n): Just some person in my art class, you wouldn't know them.

His response was nearly instantaneous.

Kaoru: That's alright. I'll see you tomorrow.

You sigh, turning off your phone. The dance was in two days, and your excitement was like a rollercoaster, up and down as you keep struggling with these confusing feelings. You're excited, you just don't want to hurt anyones feelings.

"(Y/n), you better be in bed!"

"I am Grandpa!" You turn your light off, and close your eyes with a feeling of dread for the next day.

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You hadn't seen Kaoru or Haruhi all day, making you wonder if they're avoiding you. You know that's stupid, they're probably just busy, but your anxious mind just doesn't buy it. You try and focus on your classes and your assignments, but it gets harder and harder as the hours in the day tick away slowly.

Now you're just sitting outside as you sketch. You had a free period and nothing to do, so this was the next best thing. Maybe you should text Kaoru, apologize again. That could cause more problems though. You didn't was to seem overbearing, so you decide not to pull your phone out in desperation.

Its sad, how in just the span of a few days you've become as anxious mess over two boys who probably won't remember you after you graduate.

You try and focus on your drawing, but your mind won't let you.

"There you are!"

You nearly jump out of our seat at the loud yelling. You turn, locking eyes with a very angry looking blond. It was Tamaki, his brows furrowed and his arms crossed at he stomped right in front of you. His tall frame blocked out the sun and as you craned your head to look at him, you could tell he was not happy.

"Uh--hello?" You murmur, raising a brow in confusion.

He scowls, huffing at you like you've committed a crime. "Why did Haruhi ask you to the dance?"

"Cuz he asked me?" You said, even more confused somehow. Tamaki doesn't respond this time, pinching the bridge of his nose before taking a seat right down next to you. You back away slightly.

"I thought Kaoru asked you--he said he asked you."

You look away, embarrassed. "He did it's just--Haruhi asked me right after and...I don't know I just said yes." You looked at him. "Are you and him--y'know...together?"

Tamaki blushes, shaking his head before covering his mouth with his hands. His words were muffled slightly but you could hear the embarrassment in him. "No--we're not. But if you hurt him I'll--"

You wave him away, spearing him from saying any more. "It's fine--I get it." He nods, his face much less red than before. In this moment, he looks calm, and you can't help but notice how beautiful he is.

"What are you drawing?" He asks, breaking you out of your admiring. You look down at your sketchbook, different sketches of birds littering the page. You turn it a bit so he can see better, watching as his eye widens at the drawings.

"You're very talented." Now you feel yourself grow shy, closing the book after you've had enough. You shake your head, putting the sketchbook in bag, before standing up slowly. You wave at him awkwardly, attempting to leave before quickly being stopped by the blond.

"Do you know how to dance?" He asks suddenly, you shake your head.

He smiles, making you feel warm, before quickly making you feel shy. "You should come later today, I can teach you." He offers. You didn't know why, or how, but you muster up the courage to nod.

"Okay." You swear you see a small blush. "I'll see you soon."

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A/n: sorry for taking so long. Hope you enjoy.

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milla-frenchy · 3 months

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Thunder (SMBU part 4)

2k9 | Joel Miller x fem reader x Tess Servopoulos Chapt summary: you’re threatened and rebel against Joel Warnings: 18+ mdni. Noncon/dubcon (captivity, threats), dark FF, threesome (FFM), oral (m/f), fisting, degradation, spanking, spitting, slapping, squirting, light rimming, piv, facials, angst, mentions of dvp, anal and gangbang Writer chose not to use all warnings. If you need to know before you read, DM me a/n: reader's girlfriend is described as “she/her” in italics Heed the warnings. If any of this makes you uncomfortable, do not pursue reading. This fic isn't for everyone, and that's ok. I don't condone any of this. Thank you @not-a-unique-snowflake-blog for beta-ing and listening to me whine 😄💕🫶 The Prodigy - Thunder | playlist | ao3 | series masterlist

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You woke up in the middle of the night, hearing moans. Thinking Joel, Tommy or one of the guards was with her. You went to the bathroom to get a glass of water but froze when you heard a moan you didn't recognize. Feminine. Your throat tightened. No other women from the camp had come to your house since you arrived. You moved closer to the half-open bedroom door. The light of the moon allowed you to discern their bodies. Her face was between a woman’s thighs and this woman was holding her head against her pussy. Her back was arched with pleasure.

Before you had time to figure out what to do, a hand covered your mouth to stop you from screaming in surprise. Joel. You didn't even hear him come up the stairs. He nodded towards your bedroom and closed the door behind you two once you entered. Your heart was beating way too fast, because of…jealousy? Fuck.

“Who is she?” you managed to ask, trying to keep your feelings to yourself.

“Her name’s Tess. She’s not so much into dicks. She loves cunts. And she loves your girlfriend’s cunt,” he added, “sorry baby, you should get used to it. She’ll fuck you too.”

You tried to remain impassive again. Even if he gave you too much information. Much more than you wanted to hear and could handle.

“I’ve never seen her before.”

“She runs another camp for me. She's like Tommy, let's say. And she loves pussy as much as he does”, he smirked.

You felt a spike sink into your heart.

“Looks like someone’s jealous” he chuckled, before saying “come suck my dick, it’ll change your mind.”

You knelt down and took his cock in your mouth, trying to forget. But even when he shot his cum all over your face, you couldn't think of anything else.

The next day, you tried to behave as usual with her. It wasn’t a normal world, nor a normal life. You were just bodies available to raiders. You had just never imagined that women could be raiders, too.

So when she placed her hand on yours in the kitchen, you tried not to tense up. Not to remove yours. You knew that you were unfair in your feelings, but you had the impression that the only thing that brought sweetness in your life no longer belonged to you.

A guard came to take you to the fuckhouse, as you called it now. You didn't expect to see Joel and Tess there.

“Take off your clothes,” he ordered. You didn't move, your eyes fixed on Tess.

“The fuck are you waiting for? Get undressed.”

“I can’t…I can’t fuck her.”

And for the first time, she spoke to you, but you wished she hadn't when you heard her response.

“Don’t worry, I’ll be in charge. I'm gonna fuck you, you'll just have to take it. See if you’re worth it.”

They both were looking at you like you were a piece of meat, and you resigned yourself to undress.

“Come on baby. A mouth is a mouth, right?” he said. At that moment, you hated him.

You lay down on your back and she came to settle between your thighs. Your body and mind were closed, and you were mechanically waiting for her to do what she wanted. Joel was leaning against the window sill. That guy had immense self control. You thought about it every time he watched you being fucked by his men, usually coming last to rail you and mix his cum with the spend of those who’d used you before him.

Tess’s tongue along your folds made you forget about Joel. You didn't want to cum. You didn't want to give her that part of you. But her tongue was soft and precise, she knew exactly where to slide, where to linger. When she added a finger and started sucking your clit, you almost forgot your convictions. Two fingers slid into your now sopping pussy, fucking you gently. She had already found the right spot and you were struggling to hold back your moans. Her tongue swirled delicately on your clit, sometimes giving way to her lips which came to suck it. Within minutes, you were drooling on the bed. When she added a third finger, you muttered a “fuck…” and heard Joel chuckle. You were so focused on your sensations that you didn't even react to him, finally accepting the pleasure your body felt building. Your lower abdomen was hotter than ever.

“Make that slut squirt,” Joel said. You heard her laugh against your pussy. A laugh that meant “of course she’s going to squirt.” She showed such confidence. You saw her as a female version of Joel, and you might have feared her almost more than him.

She had barely started licking your clit again when you felt like you were losing all control over your body, and you squirted for the first time in your life, feeling like you were drowning the mattress. Your cheeks were hot, ashamed of having given her more than anyone else.

Tess didn't stop her movements and pushed a fourth finger into your pussy.

“Wait, what…what are you doing?”

“Oh, you’re gonna give me more than that, baby.”

You saw Joel take off his clothes and position himself behind her, spanking her to make her put her ass up.

When he was sliding his cock into her pussy, he didn't take his eyes off you. She raised her face for a few seconds and stopped licking your clit, getting used to Joel's cock. You saw her face, her eyes closed in pleasure. Joel’s gaze was still fixed on you. It was the first time you saw him from that angle, buried in a pussy. His broad shoulders, his biceps, all his muscles tightened.

Instantly, she followed the same rhythm with her fingers in your pussy as his dick in hers.

“I thought you weren’t into dicks?” you dared to ask. Joel froze inside her to let her respond, hands on her hips. You knew he was buried deep inside her. You knew he loved that, these moments where he displayed his dominance by being buried in a cunt, the woman full of his cock.

She smiled when he stopped, fully aware of what he was doing, too.

“Not so much. But sometimes I like to get fucked, and well…he’s the boss, right? By the way, your roommate has a really nice pussy. And she knows how to eat one, too.”

She fucking winked at you just before Joel started fucking her again, slowly. He kept looking at you, and you hated the smug look on their faces, the way they didn't care about you or your feelings.

When she rested her lips against your clit, her moans made you vibrate and a second orgasm swept through you, without you feeling it coming. You felt physically exhausted. Emptied. But she still didn't stop, and Joel fucked her gently so as not to hinder her movements. You felt spread apart like never before, and she pushed four of her fingers deeper. You couldn't believe it when you squirted again.

“Fuck, did you see that, Joel?” she chuckled. “The bitch is wrecked.”

She spat on your pussy even though the sounds of her four digits sliding inside you left no doubt that you were wet. Soaked. And she added her thumb to the other fingers, squeezing them together as closely as possible, to let you get used to it. Then moving deeper.

“What are you doing? Stop it, please, you’re gonna hurt me. Please…”

But she didn't stop, and even added “told you, you’re gonna take it.”

You realized finally what she was talking about. And you thought that you could never take her whole hand.

“Don’t worry, you’ll take it”, Joel said. “We fucked your cunt with two dicks, multiple times. If you had been a whore, you’d have earned a lot of money with that pussy, baby.” He was reveling in the situation, you could see it in his eyes.

She spat again, twice. On your pussy and on her hand. Continuing to push. You felt your folds spread apart painfully, until the knuckle of her outstretched hand bumped against your pussy. She leaned down, sucking on your clit, then swirling the tip of her tongue over it. While continuing to lightly push her hand in you.

“Give her another one, baby. Come on her hand. Be a good girl, give it to her. And give it to me. Come on, baby.”

His praise was turning you on. You thought about all those times they fucked you with two cocks. Joel and Tommy's dicks opening you up, and your pussy accepting them. You came again, your moans almost becoming screams. And she pushed more, making your pussy give way. You felt torn apart. She didn't stop until her hand was down to her wrist. “Oh fuck, fuck!” you shouted.

You felt full. Fuller than with two cocks in your pussy. And you hoped none of the men would think about fisting you, because her slender hand was already spreading you apart more than you thought was possible.

Although you were getting used to it and the sensation was now giving you way too much pleasure for your liking.

You started to moan again, and her hand began sliding in more easily.

“Shit that’s hot”, growled Joel. “I’m gonna fuck her now. Not sure I’ll feel something though”. Your cheeks heated at his degrading words.

She withdrew her hand gently and brought it back to Joel's mouth while he was still buried inside her. He licked her fingers as he was looking at you.

“Get on all fours”, he told you.

You got on your hands and knees and she laid down in front of you, her pussy level with your face. Joel spanked you, sensing your reluctance. “Better make her come,” he said, menacingly. He pressed down on your head to put your face against her pussy. You submitted, ass in the air. He spread your ass cheeks with his hands and licked you, from your pussy to your ass. When he took his cock in his hand to thrust into you, hands clinging to your hips, your tongue was buried in her pussy. Her hands held your face against her.

“Fuck, should have told Tommy to join us to feel something. Seems like the whole camp banged you.” You held back your tears when you heard him. Thinking about what your life had become since he’d captured you. Even though you knew it could have been worse. It can always be worse, right? But that time, his words hit you right in the heart. He wanted to hurt you, and you didn't know why. Was he jealous of your relationship with her?

He pulled out, and tugged on your legs so you lay down. He placed all his weight on you, crashing you under his weight without mercy, leaving only his legs on the bed against your tightened thighs. He pressed your face against her pussy again, growling in your ear as he thrusted.

“Spread wider”, he told Tess. And he stuck his fingers in her pussy while you licked her clit. She moaned, louder and louder.

“Come for us, baby”, he told her. He spoke in a softer tone when he addressed her. And once again your heart was pricked. He was trying to hurt you.

When she came, she held your face against her, and her pussy jerked against Joel's fingers.

“On your knees, both of you. Open up, tongues out.”

You knelt as he physically dominated both of you, jerking his cock with his hand until he came all over your tongues.

You came home, and when you entered her bedroom, her things were gone. You ran down the stairs wanting to go back to the fuckhouse, but Joel was already coming.

“Inside”, he ordered you, grabbing your elbow.

“Where is she?”

“She’s moving to Tess’s camp. Tonight.”

You couldn't believe it. You couldn't believe he was acting like this, when he had always been, if not affectionate, at least never cruel.

“Why are you doing this? You think it’s easy for us here? Or you don’t even care for a fucking second?”

“Tess needs a new toy. I don't think your girlfriend is upset about going there, anyway.”

And you felt something switch inside you. You couldn't let him and Tess take her away from you. You couldn't imagine living here anymore, without her. Without her arms and lips to warm your body and soul at night. A cold anger gripped you, and you let it possess your entire mind.

“If it’s her wish to leave with Tess, fine. But if you force her...I swear to God I’ll turn this place to ashes and when you come to this house, you’ll find me dead in her bed. As a reminder that you lost everything because of your actions."

You saw his face tighten in surprise, and his breath stopped for a moment.

“You’re just a bitch. And you know where those who misbehave end up.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, really. ‘Cos you love my cunt too much to put me in the shithouse. There aren't many women here. In this house, it’ll be just me, if you make her leave. I saw two women the day I arrived. There are two women in the shithouse. So five women. Maybe a couple more that had kids and I don’t know them. What are you gonna do when you have only three women? two women? zero? Fuck your guards? Oh yeah, well… a mouth is a mouth right? So are holes.”

He slapped you. Stronger than he had ever done the other times, where it was more like a dominance sex game than anything else. You brought your hand to your hot cheek, and you couldn't help but smirk.

“Finally”, you said. “Finally, Joel the cold-blooded raider, is losing his cool.”

A second slap hit you, even harder than the first one, proving you were right. He called one of his guards through the window to watch over you, and left.

She didn't leave the camp. That evening, she returned to your house. You saw her coming back, when you were in the warehouse where he had locked you.

You knew your rebellion would have consequences. You didn't wait long to find out which one exactly. When a machete hit the wooden table, you were relieved that Joel only cut your little finger off.

After cauterizing your wound, he left you there until the next day.

When he picked you up and brought you to the fuckhouse, your throat tightened. Your little finger wouldn’t be the only punishment. She was there, sitting on a chair. A guard had a gun pointed at her head, and several of his men were there.

“Fuck her”, Joel told his men pointing at you. “You don’t have to make her cum. If she does, good for her, but it’s not your problem today. Don't fuck her ass. I want at least one hole still tight for me tonight.”

He turned to you “If you misbehave, you'll regret not having let her go with Tess.” He nodded to the armed guard.

Finally, he told her “enjoy watching her getting fucked hard. This is the consequence of what she did for you.”

When you got home, the sun had set. You went to lie down on your bed and she held you close, healing your wounds as she held you against her. More psychological than physical. Even though they were usually the worst.

“I’m so sorry”, she said.

“Don’t. I regret nothing.”

She kissed your forehead and said “thank you. For everything.” She paused before adding “my name is Victoria. I've never told my real name to anyone here. I didn't want them to have that part of me. I don’t care if they know it now. You’re the first one to know, it’s all that matters. You can call me Vic.”

“Vic” you repeated. “You’re mine, Vic. And I’m yours”, you told her, caressing her cheek with your bandaged hand and smiling gently at her. You kissed, and you already knew that your heart was healing.

She held you against her for a few minutes, before saying “Joel is gonna come tonight.”

“I know. I will be ok.”

You knew it deep down. Joel knew that you’d be obedient again. You just wanted him not to take her away from you. He could have punished you much harsher, but you were apparently right in your reasoning. Women were a rare resource, as Tommy had told you the first day. Joel needed his soldiers to be calm and trustable. As long as they would have enough food and cunts to fuck, everything would be fine.

When he entered your bedroom, he gestured for her to go to hers.

As he unzipped his jeans and approached the bed, he warned you, “If you do something like that again, not even your pussy will save you.”

You nodded.

He made sure to make you cum, before and while fucking your ass.

****

“I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything” F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Helloooo

Can you write about the NANA TOUR with minnie? plsss (can you also include the reaction of carats to her waking up and her closeness with wonwoo)

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a/n: thank you for the request!! I was very happy to write Minnie into these episodes/parts bc omg even just watching them was so much fun already! I had to change up a few things, for example like them not waking up Minnie but her already being up, I hope that's okay :) at the end of the chapter you can find a link to some Fan Twitter edits, I hope you like them too :) if there's anything else you'd like to see, please let me know! Love you all! <3

[everything in brackets like this was added by me]

everything in italics wasn’t caught on camera, but is just for you <3

Go Together NANA TOUR 🌷Minnie

EP1-1. Don't Let SEVENTEEN Know

Yeongseok was getting every piece of information about the other members out of S.Coups. What will they be doing at 5 in the morning? Which members are going to be drinking most likely? Who will be the most excited? The leader of the idol group was giving him every answer in detail, knowing the rest of the group like the back of his hand.

"Who will have the best reaction when they find out we're going?"

The question was thrown into the room, making the wheels in Seungcheol's head start turning right away. It didn't take him long to have the answers, remembering each time the members had excitedly talked about the Youth Over Flower program even before they had the luck of picking it out of the hat as a prize for their hard work.

The '95 Liner started listing off some of the brightest members of the group. At the, once again, mention of Mingyu, the producers couldn't help but chuckle, remarking that the leader had repeatedly talked about the taller member.

Amid their conversation and after a particular question from the producer, the two men realised that while Minghao would be definitely excited, he might also be possibly slightly disappointed in the trip. Seungcheol explained that it might surprise him that it would suddenly not only be him and Jun in Rome but he and the 12 other members. Na PD made sure to let the leader know he'd be looking out for the '97 Liner with an extra eye and keep him close.

A follow-up question from one of the producers behind the camera caught Cheol's attention.

"Other than Myungho-shi," he wondered, "are there any other members we need to take care of?"

For a second, 'Coups let himself think.

"Minnie."

"Minnie-shi?" The producer asked him again.

The '95 Liner nodded. "She... you'll see... she can get... how do I say this?" He wondered out loud. "She tends to look for a person for.. comfort? She wants to have someone right next to her that... she can trust and she can be comfortable with because... It's like... she gets like this and just wants to have someone that will... lead them well. She's just very careful sometimes," he explained. "Especially with this program because she won't trust you well at first," Cheol chuckled, "because of the past 'Youth Over Flowers' episodes."

[Leader who knows his members very well]

"Okay, okay... I see... So, Minnie will be clingy? Once she trusts us." Yeongseok questioned him further.

Cheol nodded. "Yeah, maybe... and it might seem cute, but don't let that fool you," he suddenly warned the older man, making him chuckle.

"W-What? What do you mean?" He laughed.

"She has a very strong personality," Coups smiled with wide eyes, embellishing his statement.

"Aaah," Na PD nodded his head. A memory made him chuckle again as he put his hand on the idol's shoulder. "She was already making deals with me during the first Game Caterer episode."

[Kids who like debating]

The comment made the leader laugh out loud and touch the older man's arm as he threw his head back in glee. Yeongseok joined him, chuckling along with the '95 Liner while some giggles could be also heard from behind the camera.

"That means she's comfortable with you, hyung. That's a good sign," S.Coups assured him with a nod. "If she puts up a fight with you, it means she likes you. Then she'll also be more fun."

Na PD took a deep breath in, "Aah, ok. That's good then, I guess... a bit confusing, but..." his eyes closed for a second as he chuckled before catching himself again. "Then I'll make sure to keep Minnie close to me as well. Along with Myungho and Mingyu."

"And anyone else?" The producer from behind the camera asked furthermore, clearly wanting to make sure that each member would be in good hands.

Cheol pressed his lips together before the next member's name rolled off his tongue. "Woozi?"

After knocking on the hotel door, S.Coups let himself in.

"You're so loud," he commented right as he entered, the camera not following him.

"Come in," Hoshi just ushered him inside. Followed by Joshua, who repeated it,

"Come in, come in."

"You're too loud," the leader told them again.

Minnie sighed softly, a smile evident through her voice, "I've been telling them that."

Mingyu interrupted her before she could say anything more. "But-" and suddenly started singing a random tune. The maknae was quick to join his hyung, coming up with lyrics that would fit the instrumentals the group was playing in the background.

"Did they wake you up?" The girl suddenly wondered.

Seungcheol shook his head, "I was already awake."

"Why are you awake at this hour?" She sounded clearly confused, maybe even slightly concerned, but the '95 Liner just brushed off her worry as he remembered the 'script'

"I think I lost my phone."

Dino was still in the middle of his written-on-the-spot song when he called the leader's phone as he asked him to do. Hoshi and Na PD were still in the hallway of the hotel floor when the phone rang. Unbeknownst to everyone but the '96 Liner, Yeongseok picked up the call and followed the idol back into the room, hot on his tracks.

After the two came in, the older man revealed himself to the six members who were in the room. Starting on the left side of the room, Seungcheol had taken a seat on one of the extra armchairs while Joshua and Seungkwan were occupying the couch and table right by the window. Mingyu had gotten comfortable laying on the bed, while Minnie was sitting up and the youngest decided to stand right next to the mattress.

Na PD barged in, still on the phone, "Coups-ya, how can you leave your phone just lying around?"

As soon as he came into view, the members jumped back in surprise. Joshua sat up straighter while Mingyu just continued to lounge off. Minnie's mouth was hanging open wide, gazing at the man in front of her with big eyes.

But he kept up his act, "How can you leave your phone lying around?"

Their leader had fallen into a fit of laughter, gripping his crunches tightly as he tried to collect himself again while the rest just looked around the room in a state of shock and surprise. With so many cameras on you all of a sudden, the expressions on each of their faces were understandable.

Hoshi joined Minnie on the side of the bed she had claimed, reaching out for the hand of the producer.

"Ah... wait a minute- we really... woah..." He kept on starting sentences and not finishing them.

"This can't be it," Joshua threw into the room, now also up and closer to the bed as all eyes were on Yeongseok, who held onto the '96 Liner's hands tightly as he talked.

"Hey!" He started, "This is what was promised."

Hoshi sighed out loud in frustration, "No, but our concert just ended yesterday-"

"Wait," Mingyu suddenly jumped in, scooching up further to the front of the mattress to stop right in front of Na PD. "Are we not going to Korea?"

The producer shook his head with a smile, "You can't go! That's not where you're going." Making the rapper's grin widen even more and eventually errupt into bright laughter as he threw his hands up and let himself fall back onto the bed. Even before his back hit the white sheets again, his arms wrapped around the girl who was still quietly in the background, hiding her mouth behind her hand that was covered by the black zip-up hoodie she was wearing.

"WOAH, that's so nice!" He called out happily, tightening his arms around her as if she was to thank rather than the man standing in front of the group.

Each member received a microphone to be clipped by the collar of their clothing and got to sit back down comfortably. Minnie decided to stay on the right side of the bed, her shoulder brushing against Hoshi's.

Everyone but the leader was still in somewhat of a bubble of the unknown, unsure of what would be happening next or where they would even be going even after they had started interrogating the producers and staff members about their schedule.

The performance unit's leader had another important question, "What's the thing where Myungho and Junnie are going to Italy, hyung?"

"Myungho and Junnie are going to Italy," Na PD simply answered, making the girl's eyebrows scrunch in confusion.

"Ah, so separate-" Hoshi started but was interrupted by Seungcheol, who chuckled at the disarray of his members.

"No," he smiled, "You're going together."

"We're going?" The '96 Liner looked up at the older man, who seemed to be also very much amused at the situation, but one member caught his attention.

"Minnie-ya," he turned to the girl with a smile, who met his eyes, "You've been so quiet."

She chuckled to herself, taking a deep breath in. "I... I'm still in shock," making the other producers smile as well. "Are we really going to Italy?" Her big eyes were fixed on him, not even daring to blink, too scared for it all to be a dream and blinking would wake her up.

Mingyu had fallen to his knees, clasping the producer's hands into his, practically begging him to not be lying to them. He desperately wanted the news of their apparent Italy journey to be true.

"Can I tell them that?" The older man asked his fellow producers who nodded with multiple chuckles. So, he turned back to the '97 Liners who were still gazing up at him with expecting eyes. "We're going to Italy." He assured them.

With big smiles and eyes, Minnie and Mingyu turned to each other, giggling before the rapper let his head into her lap, his cheek brushing against the white silk of her pyjama pants.

[Dream destination of the younger ones?]

Very quickly, Yeongseok explained the next few steps that would involve waking up the other members who were sleeping and gathering them all in one room to let the program officially start.

Only problem: some of the members were still drunk enough to most probably hardly remember anything about the events the following day.

"Right now, I-" Dino explained, "We're kind of drunk."

"We are drunk," Joshua agreed, his voice just underlying the statement he had just given.

"It's okay," Na PD assured them. "Everyone's drunk."

"Noona isn't," the youngest pointed at the girl who had stood up and was straightening out the hoodie she was wearing.

Yeongseok looked over at her. "Minnie, you're not drunk?"

The camera focused on the female idol who shook her head. "No," she chuckled, "I was sleeping, but my phone kept going off," she explained. "These idiots were texting me to come over."

[Interruption of her beauty sleep]

Her comment got a round of chuckles from the producers behind the cameras, making her smile and shake her head.

"So you haven't been here for long?" Shin Hyojung, one of the female producers, wondered.

"No," Minnie answered again. "I actually came like five minutes before you barged in."

"Woah," Na PD gasped, "So you could've caught us even before Hoshi..."

[Lucky timing]

"We really wanted her to drink with us," Hoshi walked over to the '97 Liner, linking his arm with hers.

"And I wanted to sleep," she added with a smile at the older member.

First on the list: Waking up Dokyeom.

The group, along with the producers exited the hotel room and rushed into the lobby, on their way to find the room of the other member. Minnie walked alongside the leader, Seungkwan was right in front of them, walking backwards so he could face the two.

"Pledis really does this?!" He continued to question the reality of the situation.

The girl shook her head, looking down at the floor before glancing forward again. "That can't be real. They can't just take us to Italy like that, right? Pledis wouldn't allow that."

"But they are," the leader stated, continuously laughing at the situation.

"That's crazy," she mumbled to herself, hugging her arms close to her torso

She had found the idea of barging into the other members' rooms entertaining, yet scary at first. She wasn't able to get the thought of them doing the exact same to her out of her head. 'Thank God, I was with the drunk part of the group...', Deep down, she knew she had to thank Dino and Hoshi for blowing up her phone and getting her out of bed because the situation could've gotten quite uncomfortable for quite a few people. These thoughts led to her staying in the background during their break-in into Dokyeom's room, choosing to laugh along with the members as they loudly shouted out for the '97 Liner to get up.

With his bloodshot eyes, he was still looking around the hallway on their way out towards the next victim's room. He tapped the girl's shoulder, making her turn to the right, immediately a giggle tumbling from her lips as she took in his dishevelled look.

"Minnie-ya..." Dokyeom gasped, "Is this real? Are we really going?"

The female idol patted his back with a smile, "Yes, we're really going right now."

"Woah..." he breathed out as they stopped right in front of the producer's room.

Seungkwan reached out to unlock the door with the master keycard, but his hand was slapped away by the '97 Liner rapper.

"Just go!" The leader, from the back of the line, called out, "Just go in with 'Woozi!'"

"What if he's not sleeping..." Seungkwan wondered out loud.

After a few more moments of debate, the members agreed to let Yeongseok walk in first to wake up the '96 Liner by pretending he was one of their managers. Waking him up softly like one of the staff members was definitely the better choice rather than barging in and screaming at his face like they did with the main vocalist right before.

Na PD didn't need much convincing before opening the door and stepping in. Everyone was surprised by the brightness of the room due to the lights that were still on - hardly anyone expected Woozi to be still up at this time. Well... he wasn't exactly. Walking further into the hotel room, the group of idols and producers found the singer lying on his bed, no sheets covering his body, still in the clothes he had worn before, spread out on top of the mattress.

One chuckle after the other fell with each step they took further into the room. All the while Yeongseok kept up his act of their road manager, trying to get Woozi out of bed.

Clearly confused, the '96 Liner pushed himself off the bed, the sound of each member's laughter echoing through the room as they started surrounding him. Mingyu's distinct laugh bounced off the walls specifically.

Minnie's eye drifted from the flustered member who had just been pulled out of his slumber, to the table right next to the bed. She immediately laughed even harder than before, walking up to Hoshi to show him.

After smacking his arm, she pointed forward, "Look at his protein powder!"

"Ah!" The performance unit's leader laughed out loud, "His protein! Look at the protein!" He caught the attention of the rest of the people in the room. Each member started laughing even more at the mention of the massive box of protein powder he had brought along for their, in relation, rather short Japan trip.

The producer was still too dishevelled to form proper sentences, just clearly wanting to get the group out of his room and onto the next one.

"Woozi-hyung, why are your sunglasses on the bed?" Dokyeom commented once his eyes found the accessory lying close to the pillows. Hoshi had reached out and grabbed them, handing them over to Mingyu, who put them on the older member's face and pushed them up to keep his hair looking somewhat sane.

Minnie chuckled with a shake of her head, "Woozi-hyung might just be the most fashionable sleeper I've ever seen." Then she turned to the producer. "But without them, you currently look like a crazy scientist." Getting a sarcastic grin from him in return, as Mingyu hit her arm with a chuckle.

"To which door are we going next?" Yeongseok wondered right away, as soon as Woozi was ready to go. He had gotten into the flow of the Seventeen members waking each other up. Each time, using their creativity and knowledge about one another to come up with fun ways to rip them out of their slumber and surprise them with the news.

"The room next door is-"

"Wonwoo," Minnie finished the sentence of the staff member quietly under her breath. Not enough for the rest to notice, but the camera right next to her had caught it.

Mingyu's voice suddenly rang through their ears. "But- I'm sorry. We'll skip Wonwoo-hyung."

The girl's eyebrows scrunched in confusion as she looked at her fellow '97 Liner, "Why?" Followed by Na PD who threw the same question into the room, sounding slightly more concerned than the girl, who just seemed confused by Mingyu's sudden comment.

"I just don't think it's going to be funny," he told the older man before meeting the eyes of the female member.

Minnie opened her mouth, still a slight scrunch in her eyebrows, but as soon as she closed her lips again her eyebrows returned to a neutral facial expression. Dino was quick to react.

"No, no, no, Wonwoo-hyung is fun," the youngest commented, already ready to make his way to the next room.

The girl was next. "Mm, it's gonna be okay," she assured the rapper, speaking softly as she walked up to him. "We'll make it fun."

Arrived at the next room, Seunkgwan and Dino were the first in line, right next to the door. The '98 Liner was already holding the keycard up, excited to wake up the next member.

"Wonwoo?" Na PD asked them again to make sure.

The main vocalist nodded, "Yes, we'll go with Wonwoo."

The producer of the show had caught up with the two youngest, standing next to them as the Seungkwan reached out to knock.

Minnie had come closer, stopping between Hoshi and Dino, waiting for the singer in front of them to finally open the door.

For a moment, the group waited after Seungkwan had knocked on the door three times. Only that Hoshi had already become too impatient,

"We can just go in." Not even wanting to wait another second, making the girl next to him chuckle.

"Let's go in," Dino whispered along with the older member, ushering Seungkwan to just open the door. With a soft push down on the handle, they opened it. Before they let themselves in, Hoshi had pushed Minnie forward, right past the maknae, who added another quick whisper of,

"Noona, go in first."

With quick, yet quiet steps, the female member pushed the door slightly more open and stepped into the room right after flicking on the lights.

"Oppa?" She greeted him at first.

Dino followed right behind her, with Seungkwan afterwards, who held the door open for the cameraman.

"Wonwoo-hyung, they say we need to go," he commented as soon as he walked in.

"Huh?" A raspy hum came from the other side of the room.

While all the other members were toddling inside in a line, one after the other, Minnie's voice was caught by the microphone.

"Oh- pull up the covers," she hastily stated. "Cover your body."

"Why-" Wonwoo was about to ask her a follow-up question when Na PD's voice echoed through the room.

"Wonwoo-ya!" He called out as he revealed himself from the hallway, appearing at the foot of the bed, on which Minnie had sat herself down, while the rapper was holding up the covers over his chest. "It's time to go!" The producer chuckled at the reaction of the '96 Liner as he let himself fall back against the mattress. "Wonwoo-ya... why are your shoulders so wide?" He laughed as he got closer to the bed, his hands finding his bare shoulders that had gotten famous ever since their Game Caterer episode.

The female idol laughed along with her members, holding onto the massive block of a power bank and his glasses as her eyes switched from watching the group in front of them to the man to her right, still hiding underneath the white hotel bedsheets.

"They're definitely wider than Mingyu's!" Cheol commented with a chuckle, making the girl divert her glance over to the '97 Liner, who continued to stand still with what could almost be considered a pout on his lips. She tilted her head with a tight smile decorating her face.

Yeongseok's laughter and voice filled the room, "I think we need to cover him up!" As he tried to do exactly that by tucking the sheets closer to Wonwoo's side. "Stay like this! Stay like this right now!" Pulling them even higher up to his neck.

Not able to hold back a smile, Minnie carefully opened his black frames and tried to place them onto his nose, knowing just how blurry everything must have been for him, making the situation even worse. As they happened to fall slightly crooked, she reached out again to fix them. "Wait," she chuckled, "You have to wear them properly."

"Oh," Na PD looked at him, "Yes, wear your glasses, please."

While Seungkwan's attention was now on the magazines that had been placed on the nightstand, the girl seemed to have noticed the redness shooting to the tips of the rapper's ears, making her smile even wider as she tried to cover them with his hair, running her hand over them and through each strand.

With a quick hand motion and moving lips towards the '98 Liner, he immediately knew what the girl had asked him to do.

"Ah- wait, wait, where are your clothes, hyung?"

"Oh, where are your clothes, Wonwoo-ya?" Yeongseok immediately engaged with them, looking around the room before the '96 Liner pointed towards the couch. He pushed himself up to sit up straight, the white blanket falling off his shoulders exposing just the very upper area of his torso.

"Oh? Hi, PD-nim." Wonwoo threw everyone off-guard at the sudden greeting. He had only now straightened his glasses properly and blinked enough times to get adjusted to the bright lights in his room.

Along with Yeongseok, who greeted him as well with a surprised tone lacing his voice as their hands interlocked, Minnie chuckled with the other members at the conversation happening in front of them. With laughter, the girl let herself fall forward, the palm of her right hand hitting Wonwoo's bare skin and shoulder muscles.

After being handed a shirt, the rapper turned to the two members that were closest to him - for one, Minnie on his left, sitting on the bed, and Seungkwan still standing to his right.

"What is this?" He asked them, the corners of his lips curling up into a tired smile.

"Hyung," the '98 Liner started, "We're going."

"Youth Over Flowers is starting," the girl explained further, giggling once again as the surprised eyes of the '96 Liner met hers.

"Going now?"

"Right now," she nodded, her hand still on his shoulder, only leaving it when he pulled the black shirt over his head and torso.

The quick comment, "That's my shirt," by Mingyu was met with a blank stare from the girl as she pressed her lips together, and quietness washed over the room. Wonwoo having to put on pants first, was the next big attention seeker.

While the rest of the group was debating who to wake up next, either Jun or Minghao, Na PD also admitted to his guilt of having to explain to the '97 Liner that he'd be going to Italy, not alone with his fellow Chinese member as he had thought, but with all the Seventeen members together. Minnie's hand was gripping the sheets, holding them up just slightly after she had noticed the struggle the rapper was having as he tried to put on pants without revealing himself to an entire camera crew and staff members.

They decided to go with Jun next. Apologising to him would be easier, or so Na PD thought before they barged into the '96 Liner's room, ripping him out of his slumber. Now, the producer was standing by the left side of the bed, his hands intertwined in front of him as he tried to find the right words.

"Jun," he spoke ever so softly, "I have something to tell you." The still dishevelled member looked to his right, trying to find the eyes of the older member while Dokyeom was trying to place the microphone onto the collar of Jun's shirt.

"I don't know from what point I need to start telling you," Yeongseok admitted, getting a round of laughter in return.

Minnie, who had taken her place next to the maknae, let her head fall onto his shoulder as the giggling shook both of their bodies.

"We lied about so many things," he admitted. "I don't know what to talk about first."

Jun let his eyes drift around the room, trying to find some explanation in the glances from his members, but they were all just smiling back at him in pure amusement. With a hand, he covered his mouth nervously.

"From what is it the truth?" He wondered, hoping to be able to figure out the starting point of what the producer kept on claiming to be 'a series of lies'.

"There's no truth," Minnie stated with a chuckle. "It's all lies."

"Hey!" Na PD turned to the girl, pointing at her with a smile, "Don't say it like that!"

"You have to be honest with him, hyung... He was so excited for the trip." She fought back, all while fighting her own giggles as Jun kept up his confused facial expression, switching between the two arguing parties.

"That..." He started once again, still flustered by having to admit to the fake schedule they had created for the idol group. "The... this program," Na PD finally let out. "That entire program."

Still slightly unsure of what exactly the man was talking about, the '96 Liner slowly nodded his head, "Aah... ah... okay..." Making the members around his bed chuckle.

The older man kept his stance with his intertwined hands, looking down at the performer with pure guilt written all over his face. He repeated his apology, explaining that the schedule wouldn't include the other two famous men, but the rest of his group instead. Trying to lift the mood by elaborating on how wonderful it is to be able to spend that time with the rest of his members was used to more so soothe him instead of the idol as Jun was still very much disoriented by the sudden intrusion.

"Do the members know too?" He wanted to know.

In chorus, they started explaining to him they had only just found out as well and weren't in on any 'plan' as he had thought.

Na PD placed a comforting hand on the '96 Liner's shoulder. "The people in front of your eyes right now," he started, "They didn't know anything 5 minutes ago." What he did leave out was the fact that not only were they unaware of the situation they'd be thrown into, but also unbelievably unprepared, as a rap battle seemed much more important.

The youngest of the group had another confession to make as he opened his mouth. "And hyung... I'm drunk right now." He suddenly revealed. The girl on his right wrapped her arm around his waist, patting his back as the room erupted in another round of laughter. Wonwoo was quick to jump into the situation, holding up his hand, showing four fingers that he moved around in front of Dino's face, a fond smile making his lips curl.

"Oh-" the maknae was surprised by the sudden action, "Three?" He called out, getting another chuckle from everyone in the room. Minnie's palm hit his chest with a giggle.

On their way out, onto the next room, the female member was interrupted in her conversation as the youngest called out for her.

"Noona!" He turned around to face her while she was walking a few steps behind them, next to Seungcheol.

She hummed in response, "Hm?"

"I really wasn't too weird, right?" He stopped in his tracks to let her catch up with him before he interlocked his arm with hers. "You were the only really sober one, so please tell me. I wasn't too weird, right?"

With a tight smile on her lips, their looks met. "Well..." she started, already making the maknae close his eyes and groan in embarrassment. "You weren't weird. You were just being you. But you did start a rap battle all of a sudden," she recalled with a giggle.

"Ah...," he sighed, letting his forehead rest against her shoulder, "Noona, why did I do that?"

Her lips formed a fond smile as she patted his back. "Don't worry about it. The people watching this will find it funny."

"Are you sure?" He asked her further, still with a slight sulk lacing his voice.

[Younger brother looking for affirmation]

She nodded, her hands brushing over his hair, making him smile.

The members had made their way into Vernon's room. Seungkwan had gone in first after the group was convinced that he the second youngest was actually still awake and not sleeping, like the rest had been. Inside, they were greeted with yet again the bright lights of the room, and, just like with Wonwoo, another two copies of their magazine cover on the table that Dino presented proudly to the camera.

The '98 Liner had himself fully covered by the white bedsheets, confirming the suspicion they had of him, like his fellow HHU member, not wearing anything to bed.

Mortified by the sudden amount of people invading his room, he had pulled the blanket up to his face. Even with Seungkwan's warning, nothing could've prepared him for this moment.

Minnie and Hoshi had joined him on the mattress, sitting down on the left side that was kept free while Na PD tried to get the younger member out of the comfort of the bed.

"I'm in such a dirty state right now," Vernon confessed, now hiding his entire face behind the safety of the sheets. "I'm only wearing this right now," he pointed to the thin piece of clothing working as a robe.

Yeongseok chuckled flustered. "Oh- you're only wearing that?"

Without a warning, Hoshi's hands suddenly travelled underneath the covers, getting a look of confusion from the girl in return. He patted around the mattress and body of the man underneath them when he suddenly nodded with a big grin.

"Ooh, he's really only wearing this," he told the rest of the room. The members and crew chuckled at his uncalled action. Shocked, but definitely not surprised.

Minnie, who kept her eyes on him, leaned closer to him, slapping his leg with an amused scoff, "You can't do that!"

Her fellow '97 Liner and rapper right next to them, hunched over in laughter, his hands falling to the shoulder of the performance unit leader, pushing him away.

They agreed to let him put on clothes first before they would move on to the next room. But the blanket still covering him turned out to be more of an obstacle than expected as he started squirming around, Na PD trying to lift the sheets to give him some more room to put on the pants that were handed to him. The movements seemed too funny for the group not to comment on them.

"Are you shedding?" Seungkwan was the first to comment.

Minnie smiled at his struggle. "You look like a transforming worm, Vernon," getting a round of chuckles from the members.

Getting Jeonghan out of bed was easy for the group. The '95 Liner was quick to play along and jumped into character almost instantly when Yeongseok was the first to walk into his room. He was up on his feet and ready to jump into action. You could've thought he hadn't even been sleeping.

"I don't know," Jeonghan mumbled, "I don't know how I am right now." While some of the other members were still focused on the magazines with his pictures on the cover. Somebody had placed a few copies of them on his table as well.

Na PD chuckled warmly, "You're very pretty right now. It's okay, it's okay." His assuring words made the vocalist nod and ready to go on to the next room.

Minnie sighed, "You could really wake up Jeonghan-hyung at any hour and he'll look pretty. That's so unfair." Followed by a slight sulk that was caught by the members. She was just about to turn around when Seungkwan's follow-up comment made her stop.

"Then you gotta work on your beauty sleep, noona." His words made her open her mouth but close it quickly, reminding herself of all of the cameras that were on them, so she just nodded. But a sarcastic smile was plastered on her face.

Woozi couldn't help but shake his head in amusement at the two. "Don't listen to him," he mumbled, patting her back before he turned around to leave them alone.

Next and final room: Minghao. The member Na PD was dreading to face, having to, once again, explain the situation and the lie they had come up with, making the '97 Liner believe he'd go on a trip to Italy with Jun alone, along with two other people from the entertainment industry. Well, now he'd get to enjoy the Italian flair with 12 of his members.

Standing in front of the last hotel room they'd break in, the debating started. How would they greet the member who was looking forward to the trip the most?

Seungkwan proposed that Yeongseok should go in first, clapping and congratulating Minghao on the trip. Jeonghan had the idea of letting the '98 Liner walk in first to wish him 'safe travels', but he stopped himself in the middle of the sentence, deciding that it would take too long to let one member after the other inside. Final decision: all of the barge in at the same time, clapping and celebrating. That would wake him up, for sure.

After one flick of the lights, the members rushed inside, their loud voices immediately filling the room as their claps bounced off the walls. Wide eyes welcomed them as Minghao looked around the room in surprise, taken aback by the sudden appearance of his members along with crew members he didn't recognize right away. Only after Seungkwan introduced Na PD, did the '97 Liner realise who was standing in front of him. He sat himself up to greet him.

Then it was time. The explanation.

Yeongseok started. "Oh, to be honest, Myungho-ya... there's something I need to apologise to you about."

As soon as the soft and delicate words, "What is it?" Left Minghao's lips, the producer stepped back. You would've thought he had to tell him Santa wasn't real by his reaction.

But after a moment of silence, he spilt the truth, explaining that Jun and his 'trip to Italy' was happening right at that moment, adding that the rest of the members were coming along too though. From her position next to S.Coups in the corner of the room, Minnie, along with the rest of the members burst into laughter when he started clapping and smiling almost painfully fake.

Minghao got dressed and the others got themselves comfortable around the room, spreading out onto the bed, and the couch, and some chose to stand up.

That's when Na PD spoke up again, "Okay, everyone's together, right?" A conversation easily followed. Hoshi started by explaining their fully packed schedule, which made the members realise that they would not even have the time to film 'Youth Over Flowers' at any point during that time, but the producer clarified the careful thought process that went into kidnapping the idol group and giving them a well-deserved break during such a busy time.

As the realisation of it happening right now hit Dino, he groaned and let his face fall into his hands, catching the attention of the girl. Minnie chuckled at the youngest antics, elbowing the leader on her right before she nodded towards the bed, where the maknae was contemplating all of his life choices.

"Look at Dino." Seungcheol joined her giggling, eyeing the youngest member carefully. "He's still drunk," she shook her head with a smile.

While Hoshi and Dokyeom discussed which month they had thought they'd get to film the program in, Shin Hyojung spoke up from behind the camera.

"Considering that, too," mentioning the packed schedule of the idol group. "we freed space for a week." Which caught the attention of each member.

Various gasps and hums echoed through the room.

"An entire week?!" Minnie wondered out loud in shock, getting a nod from the female producer in return.

"An entire week," she confirmed.

After she dropped the next lie, which had been the fake schedule they created for the entire week, another round of gasps could be heard from the singers. None of them could really believe the time and dedication the production crew had put into this - just for them.

"All fake," Seungcheol commented.

Minnie turned towards him. "Did you know about them being fake?!"

He was quick to shake his head, "I swear, I knew as much as you guys about this. I only found out a few hours before you."

"That's crazy..." the girl mumbled, her arms crossed in front of her chest, tightening the zip-up hoodie around her frame.

"I'm going to make some announcements," Na PD called out to get the attention back to the moment. "And we can talk about other things later!" Firstly, he let them know about their destination as only some of the members had caught onto where they were going - Rome, Italy. While sounds of surprise and happiness filled the room, Minnie stayed quiet and surprised Cheol when she suddenly wrapped her arm around his. The crutch made it slightly awkward, but it didn't stop her.

"Who has been to Italy?" Yeongseok wondered, getting a round of shaking heads in return.

"None," was repeatedly thrown into the room as different members answered him.

"No one?!" Na PD was well surprised by the answer. "Minnie," he caught the attention of the younger woman. "Not even you?" Expecting for at least her to have been to one of the most visited countries in Europe. But she shook her head as well,

"Not to Italy, no."

"That's why we picked it," another female producer explained from the other side of the room.

"We've never been to Europe," Seungkwan wined.

Woozi nodded in agreement, turning to Yeongseok, "We haven't been to Europe either."

Minnie's head dropped to Seungcheol's shoulder. He let go of his right crutch, using his now free hand to caress the arm she had interlocked with his.

Na PD's speech went on. "To be honest, Seventeen has had a really packed schedule up to now. I know that you had a really hard time." He got sounds of agreement and nodding heads in return. "You must've had no time to rest at all. So, the concept of this Italy vacation is different from our usual 'Youth Over Flowers'." He continued to explain the differences in the program the group would film. They wouldn't face any hardships, not suffer as they go along. It would be an 'all-inclusive package' for a real holiday.

"So, you just need to play. We searched and rented all places where we could play and enjoy. At breakfast, go visit stuff and eat delicious things. At dinner, we get together and play," he explained further. "We're going to spend a week like this." As expected, the members reacted in glee. Happy, surprised and yet still not fully believing things that good would happen to them.

Woozi was the first to question the sincerity. "We can believe this, right?" Which made Yeongseok turn to him in surprise,

"You can trust me! You can trust this!"

Minnie squinted her eyes jokingly. "I feel like that's exactly something that someone who'd try to trick us would say."

"No, ah-" He sighed and shook his head with a smile, "Really. Trust me with this." Turning to the other producers, he looked for help. "Tell them that this is right!"

After revealing the new name of the program 'NANA Tour', the group almost forgot it was too good to be true. But the following words from Na PD made them realise they may have started celebrating too early.

"Since our trip is an all-inclusive package," he stated, "there's nothing that you guys need to prepare."

"Huh?!"

The members started to look for each others' gazes, trying to find some sense in a moment of confusion.

"You don't need your bag or anything else," Yeongseok explained further. "The things you need are the clothes you're wearing and a cell phone. You don't need your wallet."

"Really?" Dokyeom asked out loud.

Minnie glanced at the man in confusion while mumbling to herself "But I'm wearing pyjamas." Her worried tone got a chuckle out of Seungcheol as he looked over to her, shaking his head.

But even with all the good news the group had gotten, bad news was about to follow as well.

"The problem is that we- our package's departure schedule is a bit early."

The girl opened her mouth to say something, but Woozi beat her to it as he pointed at the man on the bed.

"I'm saying that his eyes are scary!" Making the crew of producers and cameramen laugh wholeheartedly and zoom into Yeongseok's face.

"How could you let us leave us without anything on us?!" Minnie called out in frustration. "That's not right... You have something planned! Don't lie!"

Na PD couldn't help but chuckle, hunching over before holding himself up from the mattress by his hands. "No, I promise. We're going to go to Italy. But the problem is that we have to go kind of early!" He argued back.

A comforting hand found its way to Minnie's back as Cheol shrugged his arm out of her grasp to wrap it around her frame. Her eyebrows were back scrunched up in confusion as she whispered to the leader,

"I don't trust him." To which he chuckled.

"It's okay, you can trust him." But she just shook her head with a pout on her lips.

Her attention went back to listening to the producer as he spoke, "You guys are going to get dressed starting now and in three minutes-"

"What?!"

"In three minutes?!"

"Hyung!"

"This is so much fun," came from Jeonghan, who seemed to be the only one to enjoy the stress that was put on the group with that statement alone.

Na PD was quick to add, "Because you don't need a bag or wallet! We have all of your passports."

Right away, questions started coming from left and right.

"Can I still brush my teeth?"

"Can't I take a shower?"

"Is there underwear in the package?"

"Everything!" Yeongseok answered Dokyeom's question. "Just wear what you're wearing now-"

"I can't wear pyjamas to the airport," Minnie sighed out, running a hand through her hair with a deep breath.

Jeonghan grinned at her, "Don't worry, Minnie-ya. You make everything look fashionable."

With scrunched eyebrows, she glanced over at him, not able to hold back a smile once she came to sight with his.

As soon as Na PD gave the official 'ok' to split up and start getting ready, the members split up quickly. They rushed out of Minghao's room one after the other, trying to get to their own rooms as quickly as possible. Jeonghan didn't seem to be nearly as stressed as the others as he decided to stay back. Minnie was doing the same, standing still in her place next to the leader.

"Oh... oppa...," she sighed. Cheol immediately knew what she wanted to say, so he was quick to interrupt her, patting her back once again.

"No, go, go. Get ready. Change your clothes. I'll meet you downstairs," he assured her.

"Really? You'll still be here?" She asked further, getting a nod from him in response.

"Ok..." she mumbled. before she left, she hastily threw her arms around his shoulder, giving him a quick squeeze before exiting the room as well, thoughts of which clothes to take out of her suitcase already rushing through her mind.

She had already finished packing her luggage the evening before, right after the concert, wanting to spare herself the stress of packing it right before their flight back home. Therefore, Minnie's baby blue suitcase was already in the hallway, where she had to put it on the ground to open it.

"Ok," she thought out loud, "Rome is probably hot right now at this time of year... but I want to be comfortable on the plane. So... I'm not gonna wear shorts, but thin long pants. But a short shirt. That should be fine, right?" She looked up from her position on the floor, glancing at the cameraman, who just shrugged back.

The girl chuckled and nodded to herself. "It'll be fine," she stood back up after gathering everything from her suitcase, including a pair of sneakers. "More important is... what will I take in my small bag," with a hand on her chin, she contemplated. "Sunglasses... maybe tissues... I can't bring make-up, right?" The cameraman shook his head. "Ok... that's... ok... but suncream. I'll need suncream. OH- and chapstick- hold on. I also need to brush my teeth..."

After Wonwoo, Minnie was next to enter the meeting room, getting greeted by Na PD immediately, and the '96 Liner along with S.Coups, Hoshi and Minghao who had already taken a seat on the chairs and couch. She had changed into a pair of jeans along with a slightly cropped white shirt and a grey cropped cardigan on top. A black hat was on her head, but she had taken it off once she walked in.

"Minnie, come in and sit," the producer ushered her inside. But something caught his eye. "Ah- Minnie-ya," at the sound of her name, the girl stopped in her tracks.

Yeongseok reached out his open palm. "Give me your bag."

Her hands found the handle on her shoulder in an instant, clinging onto it tightly.

"But I need it," she fought back.

With a sigh, the producer continued looking at her. "I promise you, everything you need, you'll get from us. Come on, give me the bag."

Hesitantly, the female member let the leather brush off her shoulder, before slowly handing it over. But just before Yeongseok could get a hold of it, she pulled it back, "Wait! Can I take out what I need?"

A chuckle tumbled from his lips as she shook his head. Glancing over at the other members, he only found amused faces looking back at him. He took a deep breath, "What is it that you need so desperately?"

As an answer, Minnie placed the bag on the console table on the left side of the room and started rummaging. Picking out the important things, she counted them, "Chapstick, sunscreen, and... sunglasses!" She showed the things to the producer, who nodded after inspecting them.

"Ok, ok, you can take them. If they fit in your pockets. Now sit down." With a nod and a quick, "Thank you," she went after his orders.

Na PD, Cheol, Joshua, Wonwoo, Dokyeom, Vernon, and Minnie made their way downstairs with the elevator. Stopping in the garage, where a car was already waiting for them. Just as they were about to leave, the '96 and '98 Liner of the Hip-Hop-Unit walking towards the vehicle first, Yeonseok calling out for S.Coups caught their attention and made them turn around again, almost forgetting that their leader wasn't going with them.

One after the other, the members said goodbye to him, hugging him one last time before they'd be on their way. Minnie stood still between him and the producer.

"Aah, you're not coming with us!" Vernon suddenly realised.

The girl pouted, "How the heck is he supposed to come with us with his injury?!" Clearly frustrated by the situation.

"I totally forgot about that," the younger member nervously chuckled. After individually making sure they had said goodbye properly, wishing him a comfortable ride home, it was Minnie's turn to hug him. Without a word, she threw her arms around his shoulders as Joshua patted the head of their leader. With a sigh, she let him go again.

"I don't like this...."

"Don't be like that, Minnie-ya," he nudged her. "Have fun in Italy. Be careful."

She nodded hesitantly, "I guess we will."

"You guess?!" Na PD gasped next to her, making the girl chuckle. "You guess?! We'll make sure that you guys have fun."

"Ok, ok," she nodded again. One last time, Seungcheol opened his arms to pull her in. Just as she was about to let go of him, the '95 Liner whispered something into her ear, to which she frowned at first as soon as they separated, but then she assured him, she had understood him. With a last wave, she bid him her final goodbye before she'd get to see him again in about two weeks.

[they will reunite well]

EP1-2. Off to Italy

Minnie took her place by the window, with Minghao on her right. The bus had started its engine and was about to start driving away. The members looked outside to see their CEO, managers, and most importantly their leader standing on the side, waving them off.

[bye bye]

With a sad smile, the girl waved back, nodding at S.Coups after he had motioned something with his hands. Her gaze didn't leave the window until everyone was out of sight. Only then did she let herself fall back against the seat, looking down at her hands with a sigh. Her fellow '97 Liner noticed her quietness and placed a hand on top of hers, making her look up.

She was greeted with the kind smile of her best friend, making her grin in return. He gave her hand a little squeeze, which she copied, quickly developing into a battle of who could squeeze the other person's hand harder. Even if it was obvious who would win, Minnie still put up the fight, grinning down at their hands, and just taking a moment to be thankful for the person to her right.

Hoshi, Wonwoo, and Minghao were sitting together at Incheon Airport, waiting for the connecting flight with Na PD, who was behind the camera they had set up, engaging in a comfortable conversation.

Minnie suddenly appeared from the background, joining the group on the floor, her phone in her grip.

"Did you talk to your mum?" Yeongseok asked.

The girl nodded with a smile. "I told her we're going to Rome."

He chuckled, "What did she say?"

"'Why not closer to us?'" Minnie changed her voice into a slightly higher tone, impersonating her mother. "'I could've brought you guys something to eat.'"

[caring words of a mother <3]

The members around her started laughing, with Hao leaning onto her shoulder.

Na PD scoffed with a chuckle. "Does she think we won't feed you?"

Minnie shrugged, "I think she also thinks this will be more like 'Youth Over Flowers'." To which the producer laughed in return.

Deep in her slumber, the female idol was catching up on the few hours of sleep she had missed out on due to the intense rap battle her fellow members wanted her to witness.

[beauty sleep]

"Minnie-ya," a soft voice from the right spoke up. When she didn't react, a hand reached out to nudge her.

The camera angle expanded, to expose Wonwoo, who was trying to get her to wake up. With one more gentle shove to her arm and a repetition of her name, his voice ever so soft, Minnie's eyes fluttered open. For a second, there was clear confusion written on her face, but as she looked to her left, she found the rapper's eyes already on her, she smiled.

"Hm?"

"Eat something before we land," Wonwoo spoke quietly, not trying to distress her as she tried to adjust her eyes to the brightness. Minnie nodded and with a quick click of a button, she let her seat straighten back up.

"When do we land?"

"In like two hours."

"Ok," she answered, trying to hold back a yawn without any luck. Then she glanced at the clock. "Ah... I forgot about the time difference... it's evening now."

"Mm," Wonwoo looked away from his phone to glance over at her, "Are you still tired?"

For a second, the girl seemed to think about it. "A little bit. I hope I'll get to sleep."

EP1-3. First Step of the Travel

After landing and walking through the airport for a good bit, they arrived at the visa checkpoints. Jun and Minghao were separated from the group due to their Chinese passports, but what caught the members off-guard was when Minnie was directed towards a different line than them.

"Where are you going?" Mingyu asked the girl as he filmed himself.

"We took Minnie's EU passport, not her Korean one, so she has an easier way," one of the producers behind him explained to him. The '97 Liner nodded while watching her walk away.

The female member had gotten her own vlogging camera, filming the lower side of her face that was still covered by a mask. She didn't start talking until she came to a halt and pulled the mask down and the camera up to show her entire face.

"And now we'll wait. Because the members are gonna take a little bit longer than me." And ended her commentary with a smile.

Dino, Hoshi, and Wonwoo were the first to join her.

"Noona, you just walked through the gates!" The youngest called out as soon as they had caught up with her.

Minnie chuckled, "Yeah, it's like this within some countries in Europe. If you were born here."

"Aaah," he nodded. "Practical."

When she saw the vlogging camera Hoshi was holding up, the girl put her own one down, focusing more on her surroundings as they walked through the entrance/exit of the airport and out into the warm late summer air.

The rest of the members, besides Jun and Minghao, were already hot on their tracks as well and followed them to the bus that was waiting for them outside. Walking in, they greeted the driver before cramping together into the seats at the back. Vernon and Minnie decided to sit together with the younger member by the window and the girl by the aisle.

During their little gaming session, the girl decided to relax, mostly focused on her own phone, texting her mum about their arrival, sending a quick message to their leader and scrolling through Social Media.

When Minghao and Jun finally joined them on the bus, they were ready to leave. Right from the start, the producers could feel the energy coming from the group. Everyone was excited and most of them had slept enough on the flight, explaining their high energy levels.

"The name of the airport," a staff member suddenly spoke up, "is Leonardo Da Vinci Airport."

"Ooh, Vernonnie." Dokyeom's voice rang through the ears of the girl. Only a split second later, she started to laugh. The members quickly caught onto the comment by the '97 Liner.

"No, Leonardo da Vinci."

"Not that Leonardo, Dokyeom-ah," Minnie and Mingyu spoke at the same time, both smiling at the situation. It was only then that Vernon, the man in question, realised what was being said, making him chuckle as he ran a hand over his face.

During the rest of the drive, Na PD was in charge of entertainment. He started with the description of their accommodation, mentioning that it was an Airbnb they had booked. But before they would get to their housing, the crew had decided to make a quick stop by the Colosseum to take a group picture and let the idol group roam around a little bit.

The producer started them off with some facts.

"You all know what it looks like, right?"

The group agreed in union.

"Round and pretty," Minnie added with a bright face. At the sound of her voice, Wonwoo turned his head to glance over at her, a fond smile on his lips.

"Right," the producer answered, "Round and... yeah, pretty I guess too." Making the girl chuckle. "It's a building that was built about 2000 years ago. It's an ancient theatre. Simply put an amphitheatre. There's an audience, and what do you think they did in the centre?"

"Duel," Wonwoo and Minnie answered at the same time. With grins, they glanced at each other, chuckling when their eyes met. European history had always been a big interest of theirs.

"Exactly," Na PD pointed at the two. "Duel. Gladiators would fight each other or a tiger vs. human."

The girl suddenly gasped quietly, "Hoshi-hyung..." Which only seemed to have reached the ears of the two '96 Liners next to her, who had turned to smile at the other one, clearly amused by the comment of the female member.

After they arrived at the sight, the group quickly split up again into smaller portions, each member wanting to see and explore the ancient building for themselves.

Minnie stood still as her eye raked up and down the height of the Colosseum, astonished at what she was seeing with her own eyes.

"It's so much bigger than I expected for some reason," she commented out loud, catching the attention of Yeongseok, who had stopped to her left.

He nodded. "Mm, but you must be used to buildings like this, or not?"

The girl shook her head with a smile. "I don't think you can ever get used to this. Ancient buildings are always so shocking when get to see them in real life."

"The Eiffel Tower for you too? You must've seen that quite a few times already," he continued the conversation as the two made their way further around the arena.

Minnie chuckled, "Yeah, I guess so," she explained, "But it's a lot smaller than people expect."

"Oh, really?" To which she nodded.

"So, this," she pointed towards the building right in front of them, "Is... insanely beautiful. Especially now at night."

Once the idol group had gotten back together, the individual sightseeing coming to an end, they decided to try to give their leader a call, reminding themselves of the fact that the time in Korea was 6 a.m., so the chances of him picking up were slim. Explaining, why they were so surprised when Seungcheol did in fact pick up the call, revealing his tired face on the screen of Hoshi's phone.

"Oh, he picked up!" Dino called out, making the girl, who was still in awe of the arena, turn around.

"S.COUPS!" Jun shouted out in glee. Minnie chuckled, watching the screen, seeing how clearly tired the '95 Liner was, assuming they had ripped him out of his sleep and that ungodly hour.

"We came to the Colosseum," Hoshi explained to him.

"Is it fun?" The leader wondered, his voice laced with pure exhaustion and still deeper than usual.

"It would be more fun with you here," the girl smiled, getting a chuckle from him in return.

"Mh, I bet," he sarcastically answered.

The performance unit leader suddenly announced they'd be taking a picture, surprising Cheol over the phone, who did his best to do some kind of pose in his position on the bed. Even with his absence, a group picture with all of them together was necessary.

EP1-4. Something Happened in Their House

In groups, the members were ordered to leave the bus and start their seven-minute walk towards their Airbnb. Minnie was in the second group that got to exit the vehicle, along with Hoshi, Wonwoo, and Minghao. As soon as they stepped out and fell into their usual walking tempo, for comfort, the girl looped her right arm with Wonwoo's left - no reaction from him. The group easily fell into a natural conversation, commenting on what was around them, what they passed, and the warm weather they were lucky enough to catch during this time of year.

"I'm not normally sentimental," the '96 Liner from the Hip-Hop-unit suddenly stated. "But it's gonna become sentimental."

The female member nodded. "Because we're on our first real vacation as a group, minus Seungcheol-oppa. And in a really nice city as well." The three men agreed with nods.

When they finally arrived at their housing for the night, they got to walk through the apartment in the old building the crew had rented out for the group. Each room had its own charm and the members already knew it wouldn't be easy to choose. But then again, their individually designated rooms often get lost after nights of drinking and playing games, and suddenly four people are sleeping in a two-person bed. So the choices weren't all that important to the singers.

They decided to let faith decide and play a game of Rock-Paper-Scissors. The winner would get to choose first, then the second, and so on until each member had a bed assigned to them.

One after the other, the singers walked around until they reached the room they had chosen to sleep in. Dino and Jun had decided on the three-beds room, leaving one still free. That's when Minnie appeared from around the corner to glance inside.

"Ooh," she commented with a smile as she came in. "I don't think we've ever shared a room together in this constellation, right?"

Jun agreed, "Yeah, I don't think so."

"Noona, stay, it's gonna be fun," the maknae, who had already made himself comfortable on one of the beds that had gotten pushed together.

Minnie chuckled, walking in to throw her cardigan and the pouch she had taken from the plane, onto the mattress. "Of course, I'm gonna stay with you guys."

"Yeyy," Dino looked up at the older member, who smiled down at him. He was quick to sit up straight once he noticed she had gotten comfortable on the other bed right next to him. "Do you want to sleep by the window?" The youngest asked her.

"Hm?" Minnie wondered, turning to her right to see the window being closest to her bed. "I don't mind it."

"Okay," he nodded before throwing himself onto the sheets.

Minnie and Jun had left their assigned rooms. He had joined the four beds Joshua, Hoshi, Mingyu and Dokyeom-room, engulfed in comfortable conversations as they settled into their housing, while Minnie paid a visit to Jeonghan, Woozi, Wonwoo, and Seunkgwan's room.

The girl was sitting on the bed with the '98 Liner when Na PD surprised them with a visit. "Please wait in the room for five to ten minutes!" He announced as he waltzed in.

"Okay," he got a reply in chorus back.

As soon as he left again, the group started talking.

"His eyes are weird, I keep on saying this," Woozi commented, getting a round of chuckles from the members in return.

"They're spun around," Seungkwan added.

Minnie sighed, "I'm telling you, we still can't trust them. What are we gonna sleep in? We don't have any extra clothes." Her question seemed to get the roommates to thinking, the wheels inside their heads visibly starting to turn.

"Maybe... maybe they'll give us something," the youngest of them answered her with a shrug.

"But we're definitely gonna have to work for them," the '96 Liner stated. "They're not just gonna give us everything."

"Yeah, I don't think so either," the girl agreed, letting herself sink into the mattress.

After a few minutes, the members were called to gather in the kitchen. Walking in, they could already see that something had been set up.

"Tax-free?" Minnie wondered out loud as soon as she had entered the room. Joshua, who was already sitting down, turned to where she was looking at - a poster on the wall.

Slightly confused, yet intrigued, the girl took a seat opposite Woozi and next to Jeonghan, waiting for the next steps as the two main songwriters of the group grinned at each other. Both were still carrying only a small amount of trust with them when it came to the program they were filming.

Yeongseok brought in a shopping trolly, that he placed on the table the two were sitting on, revealing it to be filled to the brim and explaining the meaning of it to the group. As they hadn't had time to pack anything, aka the crew didn't let them bring anything other than what they could carry on their body, the producing team would provide them with everything they could possibly need.

Ranging from toiletries to clothing or even electronics, the crew had thought of every single thing. The first thing they presented were T-shirts. But not just any shirts. Custom-made T-shirts for each member. The group gazed at the item of clothing with wide eyes. Every shirt had a different design, fitted to the member whose name was written across the chest. Cherries for S.Coups, dumbells for Woozi, and so on.

Next was underwear. A true essential.

"Hold on," Minnie suddenly stopped. She pointed to a pack of black underwear with a rim she only knew too well. "I have to work for the underwear I model for? I thought I'd get them for free." As they were Calvin Klein underwear the production team had packed for her, the girl was surprised.

"AH!" Seungkwan suddenly shouted out. "You don't have to remind us of that photoshoot!" Getting a round of chuckles from the members in return, and a sarcastic big grin from the girl.

"You're welcome!" To which the '98 Liner only glanced at her in disgust.

"I'm sorry, Minnie-ya," Na PD told her. "But you also had to work to become an ambassador, right?"

With a squint, she glared at the man to her left. "Touché," she mumbled loud enough for the other members to hear, who laughed at the conversation.

The show continued as he presented the rest of the containments of the bag: Kimchi (jongga, of course), dumbells for whoever would want to work out, cup ramyeon, shorts, shampoo, a NANA Tour guidebook, zip lock bags, fans, wet tissues, stir-fried gochujang, toothbrushes and toothpaste, a bag, merch, and even earphones.

Then, last, but most definitely not least, the producer pulled out an envelope, with a quick side-remark.

"Jeonghan-ah, you'll really need this. You're going to cry," he explained. "For all of you, filled with his heart S.Coups' letter." Without missing a beat, the vice leader of the group suddenly erupted in fake tears, his groans echoing through the room. The girl couldn't help but chuckle as she nudged him with her elbow. Once he returned back to his normal state and Na PD sat back, she leaned over to the '95 Liner.

"Cheol told me to choose the letter."

"When?" He looked down at her in slight confusion.

"When we said goodbye to him. He mentioned a letter, but I was so confused about what he meant. But it must be this." Jeonghan nodded, leaning apart again to avoid suspicion from the production crew.

After they were introduced to all of the items, the group was clearly intrigued by what they could get. They knew they could, but how? Well, definitely not for free, of course. Yeongseok explained they would have to play a game, earning item after item with each round they'd win. The game they had decided on was 'Human Zero'. A game Seventeen was somewhat familiar with, but since they hadn't played it in quite a while, the worries were accordingly high.

But as soon as the game started, every fear had made its way out of the window. The group was surprisingly good at the game Na PD had chosen. In each round, the members made the right decision with who decided they should and shouldn't stand up. They were very good. Too good in the producer's opinion. Suspicion rose.

Even when they asked Hoshi what number Yeongseok should shout out next, the idol group stood strong and won another round.

It went as far as that the members even individually promised to stand up, making him almost want to shout out '13!' but if there's one thing Seventeen was flawless at, it would be teamwork - and teamwork only worked amongst the team, individuals outside of the group wouldn't understand.

Even though the idol group won each round unexpectedly, even with repeated attempts to change the game's rules and make it less likely for them to win and to prove they weren't cheating, it was still as entertaining as everyone expected. The entire crew was laughing along with the singers, surprised by the unexpected win after win.

The planned five rounds quickly turned into fifteen with Seventeen winning each round and the production even adding products they could win. But just because it didn't turn out the way the crew had planned, didn't mean it was any less entertaining. If anything, it made it all that much more amusing. It was the living proof that Seventeen talked, slept and breathed a language only they could understand.

"Just take all of this," Na PD sighed in defeat as he pointed to the prices on the table.

With all the interesting things they had earned, there was one thing that was still a mystery to the group and they'd finally get to reveal.

Jeonghan got handed over the letter Seungcheol had written to his members. He opened the envelope and opened the piece of paper, a piece of plastic being the first thing to catch their eyes.

Minnie glanced at it. Her facial expression of confusion quickly changed into surprise as she realised what the '95 Liner had just picked up - Coups' credit card.

"Oh wow..." Jeonghan gasped out loud along with Dokyeom who looked at the letter with wide eyes.

"That's not a letter," the girl commented, leaning in to try and read the words that were written on the piece of paper the card had come in. He read it out loud.

"Thank you for picking my letter. I feel so sorry for you guys going without any preparation. You can use this card however you want. I will be waiting for you well in Korea. You can use this card however you want, okay? Have fun. I love you."

A round of claps and gasps in affection filled the room.

"It really is his personal card," Dokyeom pointed out.

"His personal card?!"

"Woah... he really is the best leader," Minnie commented. A round of heads nodded in agreement.

They decided on Dino to keep the card safe as he was already the manager of the pocket money they had received before their departure.

So after a long day of travels and finally also a game, the group was released.

"Since it's late, hurry up and wash up. Change into these clothes and let's rest well," he dismissed the members.

"Good night," Minnie's voice echoed through the room as some members clapped in appreciation

"Well done, guys."

"Great job."

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Currently Watching - April

aka The Masterlist

Because I love a good little list - in alphabetical order! 😊

Regularly updated during the month, latest update 30.04.2024

A little link to my favorite bl-tropes-collection 💙

I am happy about gif-requests 🌼

Here you can find all of my gifs.

Tracking: #josistag

At the end you can have a look at what we can expect in April with a MDL link and a link for a trailer (if avaible).

This is guaranteed to contain spoilers!

1. 25 Ju, Akasaka de 🇯🇵 (2/10)

They were fellow students and now they have to play in a BL together. One of them is two years older and popular. For the other one, this is his first big role and he needs it, so he is determined to to anything he needs to do, to be a good actor. Even when this means to find a partner and fall in love to be able to play the role perfectly. Why not try to be lovers with your co-star. All for the sake of the series of course.

2. Blue Boys 🇰🇷 (2/4)

This short series is quite good. I saw the first episode by chance and I was hooked, but lost it again, because I couldn't track it on MDL. Now it is up there. I hope these two can resolve their missunderstanding, with talking! But they are too hungry for each other...

3. Boys Be Brave! 🇰🇷 (2/8)

Enemies to lovers, but different. Jinwoo likes Kisub and Kisub knows this. But while Kisub gives his heart away to every person who hits on him and can't really say No to anyone, Jinwoo loves to build up his wall and hide behind a strong No. Their worlds collide, when Kisub moves in with Jinwoo, if he likes it or not. Great first episodes!

4. Cityboy_Log 🇰🇷 (12/?)

They are back and unhinged like before! Jihan and Jaejun met after a while because they were busy and it seems they had some catching up to do the night before. We get some daily vlogging, some cuteness and some jealousy, which wasn't that cute. But they are finally back and I am happy. The acting is still very good. There is no deeper story behind, just some idols, models and actors falling in love with each other and theit daily lifes.

5. Deep Night 🇹🇭 (3/8)

his is everything I was expecting, so it didn't disappoint, I guess. To be honest, I watch this for First. I guess he would have chemistry with a stick, soooo this is nice. And I hope the story, at least stays like this and won't get worse... Update: This show is a mess 😂 there is so much going on all at once and at the same time nothing really happens? It is so confusing, yet very entertaining. But Wela, my dear, it is totally okay to be pissed if one fucks with you, while you are so drunk you can't remember shit the next day... Just a thought.

6. Kare no Iru Seikatsu 🇯🇵 (3/8)

Kazuhito has no girlfriend and the ones he had, broke up with him, because they felt he likes someone else... Who might that be?... The story is simple, I guess? (But perhaps not that simple... The preview for ep 3 looks interesting.) Childhood friends are forced to move in together after spending time apart. One is a little bit naive and is trying to find out why girls breaking up with the most charming and handsome guy he knows and the latter is in love with the naive one and in the end they have their happy ending. I like it. I want to see their growth.

7. Love Is Like A Cat 🇰🇷 (10/12)

Who thought this was a good idea? Who wrote this? Who said cut at the end of scenes? Who thought this is be the way Mew should act? I cringe so hard and not in a funny way. This series is just bad. I keep watching because of this little bean. But I had to skip so many scenes in today's episodes, because it was just so bad! And I can't figure out if Mew just didn't want to be there and act or if that is the way the director wanted him to act... But the acting is bad. Bad choices everywhere. And the dialogues? Cringe... Why would a bean like Dae Byeol fall for Uno? Nope...

8. My Stand-In 🇹🇭 (1/12)

Okay, hear me out. I watch this for Poom and for Poom only. But the story lookes interesting, it was quite intriguing. I don't know why, but I cringed a bit too much at some scenes. But Poom is beautiful and that is all I care about. Yes, I can be this shallow!

9. Only Boo 🇹🇭 (4/12)

The cringe was so strong with this one this week! I had to pause multiple times, but at the same time I enjoyed it so much! Moo is so unhinged and I love him! But please! Don't let Moo's cousin become a possible love interest for Kang. I know we got this dream sequence this week, but there is something in the air between Shone and him... and I don't like it. The second couple... I felt really sad for them this week. Beeing in love with your best friend is never easy...

10. Unknown 🇹🇼 (12/12)

The story about found family, childhood trauma and struggling topped with a lovestory between "brothers". They aren't really brothers so I really don't care and just enjoy this forbidden and hurtful lovestory to the fullest. This is exactly what I hoped for! The longing, tension and hurting is so good! It is the aftermath of the shooting and Qian is still dealing with his emotions and his feelings for Yuan. The love between them is real and strong, but Qian is afraid and can't just let his heart decide over the head, yet. He loves Yuan, but is afraid what that means for them and especially for Yuan's future. And yet he held him back. He was the one reaching out in the end! I have said enough about them and this first part of ep 11 in my post. I love them. My heart belongs to them. I wish we had more developement between these two as a couple, but I still love them and I forgive this show the rush in the end, because I love it so much.

11. Word of Honor 🇨🇳 (20/36)

Those two flirt a lot and are a married couple. Everyone knows that. And I love and enjoy that! Overall this is such a fun watch and the different sects and intrigues are sometimes a little bit confusing, but interesting. I love this world of martial arts and I love how protective Wen Kexing is over Zhou Zishu.

Finished in April

Series

My Strawberry Film 🇯🇵

This is what I call a love triangle. And the fact that the screenwriters worked for Eien No Kinou or Jack o'Frost promised some heartbreak and teenage angst. And they delivered. I really like this series. And I felt so many emotions, especially for Ryo. And I really loved the ending. No fake relationship and no unrealistic confessions, just some teenagers in love and being friends. And I think Hiraku was such a sweet friend in this last episode. He apologized and he finally recognized Ryo's feelings for him. And I believe they stay friends in the future. It might be difficult, but a good friendship is worth fighting for. It has so much to do with respect and love for each other. It is a solid 8 out of 10 for me.

Koi wo Suru nara Nidome ga Joto 🇯🇵

The story about highschool sweethearts, who didn't have the chance to enjoy their young love, because of horrible family backgrounds. Their story is devastating and I am happy they found their way back to each other. The story was good, the acting was good, I am in love with Furuya Robin, which is nice, and the side characters were special (shoutout to Yuto!). I wish there was more "passion" from Miyata, but I guess it is due to his character. Overall it was a good watch and I enjoyed it! A good 8 out of 10 for me.

Jazz For Two 🇰🇷

I love bls about music and about traumatic pasts. The second couple has my heart. I just love them coming together. Usually I hate this bully-trope, but with them, I kinda enjoyed it. Perhaps because Jooha always looked like a hurting puppy. Overall the homophobia in this one is strong and I think it is interesting to see them deal with their own feelings. Internal and external homophobia is such a big thing in all their stories and I wish they had more time to show the developement from hating themselves to loving the other person and themselves. But in my opinion they made a good story and a good show. I like it very much. And what was that kiss in the end? Wow! A good 9 out of 10 for.

To Be Continued 🇹🇭

I really like this one! I read some comments that the reason they never got together was just stupid, but from their perspective I can understand why they reacted how they reacted. They were young and unsure what to do and what all of this meant for them and their friendship. What I liked about the show was the present and past scenes. We learned so much about their past and the scenes fitted perfectly. It was a really good series and I am glad I waited to binge it. Guess I come back to this one from time to time. Rewatch value is there. And those two have really good chemistry! A good 9 out of 10 for me.

Movie

Short Film

Dropped in April

We are 🇹🇭

I dropped this after the first half of the first episode. There are a few reasons for that. First, I need some shows to binge on lonely sundays. And second, I just don't feel like watching this one. It was so quirky for me. Not my kinf od humor right now.

Looking forward to in April

Love is like a cat - Trailer (Apr 1st)

We are - Trailer (Apr 3rd)

Memory in a letter - Trailer (Apr 6th)

Grey Shelter (Apr 11th)

Kare no Iru Seikatsu - Trailer (Apr 12th)

The Spirealm (Apr 15th)

Boys be brave! (Apr 25th)

25 Ji, Akasaka de (Apr 19th)

Kimi to Yukite Saku: Shinsengumi Seishunroku (Apr 25th)

My Stand-In - Trailer (Apr 26th)

Zettai BL ni Naru Sekai VS Zettai BL ni Naritakunai Otoko 2024

Knock Knock, Boys - Trailer

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✮ 𝓘𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 - 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

❘❘ NSFW - sex scene - unprotected sex - age gap

Here's finally the 4th part! Took me ages to finalize this but seriously I wanted to write a good smut, and wrote something I haven't done before so I hope you'll like it as much as I do. Thanks for all the kind and lovely words I receive everyday from many of you and for all the positive comments about this serie. Love you all and enjoy <3

Previous parts

Standing on one of the VIP platforms, with a shoulder leaned against one of the metallic poles, you were enjoying your 5th Metallica show since the beginning of M72 Tour. The staff only needed help before and after the show, offering to roadies free time in between to do whatever they wanted to do. No matter how many times you'd watch it, each time was different. It wasn't the same setlist, neither the same atmosphere or energy coming from the crowd but tonight, the show was different and for another reason.

Each time your eyes landed on James, butterflies were tickling your lower belly and your lips couldn't stop forming a smile. The way he was moving around the stage, playing his riffs or just interacting with the fans, everything was absolutely captivating. You couldn't stop admiring him, still not believing you both shared something last night. You were probably looking silly, smiling like an idiot, but you didn't care. You were in your own bubble, enjoying these amazing feelings you didn't experienced for a long time now.

After being alone for a while, you had to admit it was truly pleasant to have someone being attracted by you. Of course, you didn’t forget you had to be careful and shouldn’t put on too much hopes in that little adventure. You were just a roadie, he was a rockstar. Nothing else would come up out of these two nights you'll spend with him. Was it bad to enjoy it then? Absolutely not, and you decided to take your chance.

But what to expect tonight? That was a million-dollar question. You had absolutely no idea. He said he wanted to spend more time with you and he was the one that came back in the first place. You didn't run after him like a crazy groupie. He did the first step and asked to see you again. A little voice inside you dared to say this may be positive...but still, better be careful.

Your phone buzzed in your back pocket and get your attention off from the show. Another smile crossed your lips as you read the message coming from your best friend. "Go on girl! Take care and carpe diem! Love ya <3". Of course, you had to tell her what happened earlier in the backstage and seeing she was as excited as you were made you feel more confident about all this.

The show went on and a few minutes before the last part of "Enter Sandman", which was the last song they'd play, you left your point of view to run into the backstage area. You didn't really know where to meet James - even if you assumed he meant at his hotel room for more discretion - but you wanted to tell him you couldn't join him now. You had some tasks to do before you were allowed to leave the stadium. You waited maybe ten minutes or more, pacing around near his door. You knew the band was spending a bit of time around the stage for the fans and you didn’t mind waiting.

Suddenly you heard some heavy steps and voices echoing. You got up, recognizing the voices, and saw a sweaty James coming over you. He was drying his forehead with a towel. Your heart beat fast when he was getting close and you didn't have the time to say anything that he opened the door with a fast move, pushing you inside to not be seen by the staff who was going to be very busy in this area in a minute or so.

"James, I-...", you started but he shut you off with a rough kiss. A mixture of sweat and deodorant hit your nose. Your lips tasted once again his salty sweated lips and you couldn't resist to place your palm on his cheek while his hands rested on your lower back. "James, I can't join you straight away. I have work to do", you explained with a sorry tone, looking deep into his eyes. He looked back at you, like if he was searching for a solution. "They'd be suspicious if I leave now and even more if I leave with you". You added to show him you cared about your both private lifes as well.

He simply answered to your idea with a nod and leaned to kiss you again, deeper this time. Your heart was pounding so fast and those butterflies in your stomach seemed to have turned into a whole colony now. His two hands pushed your pelvis against his, making you moan against his lips.

"Do what you have to do and meet me as soon as possible", he groaned, adding another peck. You nodded frantically at him, gasping of pleasure as his pelvis hit yours once again.

✦ 𝟑𝟎 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✮

You've never finished your tasks that fast before but you really wanted to leave as soon as possible. Luckily, the guys did most of the job and were kind enough to say you could go, since you did a lot in the afternoon to prepare the gig. You thanked them and ran over the mini vans ready to drove the staff back to the hotel. At 1am, there was absolutely no traffic in the city and it was for best. Before joining James, you got the idea of grabbing a few things from your room since he asked you to stay over.

Ten minutes later, you were knocking softly on his door, hoping he didn't fall asleep but some voices coming from the TV told you he was still awake. You looked around, in the corridor, hoping no one would show up so late at night but soon, you heard his reassuring heavy steps behind the door.

"There you are", he smiled, opening the door and leaning on it.

"I'm sorry I did as fast as I could", you apologized, blushing slightly with a little smile. You came inside as he gently gestured you to come in. James was already wearing a bathrobe and you supposed he showered already.

"Luckily, they had enough support and didn't need me....OH!", you couldn’t finish your sentence that he jumped on you to attack your lips for a hungry kiss. Your bag fell on the carpet in a thud as you wrapped up your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes.

"Oh I-...I think I don't smell good. I need a shower first", you giggled. James had left your lips in a hurry to attack your neck’s skin now. His mustache tickled the hollow of your neck but this answer didn't satisfy him. He groaned and pulled away, looking deep into your eyes.

"Then this a good reason to join me", he whispered, his fingers caressing your cheek. You blushed again under his touch, playing with the opening of his bathrobe.

"And where to?".

"To a place...", he said with a smirk and a playful tone before grabbing the edge of your black tank top. He slowly lifted it up, exposing your belly, “"...where this…”, he threw it away and when he finally took it off, he said, “…won't be necessary".

A shiver crossed your spine as you helped him to get rid of the rest of your clothes. You quickly kicked off your shoes and stood in underwear in front of him. Last night, you'd have been quite shy to expose yourself to him but curiously he was able to help you having this confidence. Maybe it was the fact he was older or more experienced than you? You didn't know but you appreciated it.

"Then show me this place", you whispered, leaning against his lips, teasing him with a kiss. James chuckled with interest as he slowly pushed you over the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He wanted to keep the room warm. You realized he intended to share a shower with you making a smile curved on your lips. You adored the idea.

"Make yourself comfortable", he told when he walked over the shower. He turned the water on and checked on the heat with his hand until it was on the right temperature. You nodded at his ask and proceeded to unclasp your bra, remove your thong before you grabbed two towels you placed near the shower. James opened his bathrobe, exposing his naked body and you bit your lower lip at the sight of his gorgeous body, wondering how come you could be so lucky.

"Come", he went into the shower first, offering his hand to make you join him inside, just in case the ground would be slippery. You accepted it and closed the shower's door behind your back, smiling up at him. He went underneath the hot water first, letting it run on his head and body. You chuckled softly when you saw him shaking his head like a dog to remove the water drops running over his eyes.

With eyes closed, he ran his hands over his face to refresh it before he declared, "Don't be shy...come closer".

He wasn't looking at you but you guessed he noticed you were staying in the corner. You were more confident to show your body but still, you weren't feeling that confident to make the first steps already. You didn't really know what was on his mind – after all, you thought he just wanted to have fun last night and nothing else - and honestly, it rattled you a little sometimes. So, you really preferred him to take the lead.

You stepped closer and immediately your chest hit his in a shiver. You giggled of surprise when you felt the water landing on your head and embraced the heat brought by the hot water. It felt so good to finally get washed after a long day running around.

"God bless this shower...", you whispered in ecstasy as you closed your eyes, enjoying the sensation that embraced you. You didn't see James pressing the soap bottle on the wall to get some and you realized what he was doing only when you felt his hands on your shoulders.

"Oh...", you whispered, your eyes opening quickly to look up at him. He gave you a smile back and put foam on your body to wash it. "That smells good".

"And feels good, I hope?", he wondered and made you turn over to have an access to your back. He washed this new skin given to him and whispered a "good" to your hummed "hum hum".

For a couple of minutes, no words were shared. You both only enjoyed each other's company and James' magical touch on your skin. You never imagined he’d have done such thing with a stranger like you. Sharing a shower was something so intimate that this envy surprised you a lot. But you felt good, you felt comfortable. It was like living a dream and you intended to enjoy it till the end.

"Oh yes, there", you moaned of pleasure when he reached a painful place over your neck. Pain caused by repetitive days of lifting up some heavy boxes. He insisted on this area, in a very kindly way, when his hand ran along your body. They stopped on your bare breasts that he gently massaged with the same softness. You smiled, eyes closed, appreciating the gesture - as well as your nipples who hardened straight away - when you felt something hard bumping on your lower back. You bit your lower lip, opening your eyes. James couldn't see it but your cheeks flushed red as you realized you probably caused this erection.

You decided to show a slight of bravery and moved your hand up your body. Once at the right level, you moved it backwards and wrapped your hand around his hard length. James’ chin was resting against your head and you heard his groan behind you. He was okay with it even if the contrary would have surprised you, but you wanted his agreement.

Slowly, but with precise moves, you started to stroke him back and forth, hearing his groans and feeling his short breath on the hollow of your neck. You keep going, your thumb sometimes rubbing his tip but you felt the water wasn't a good help. So, you turned over again to face him, forcing him to move his head. He looked down with a curious glance as you collected some foam on your body before cupping his hard member again.

This time, the soap helped you to provide perfect strokes and you increased your pace, stroking it a bit faster. You decided to tease him, leaving his hard cock for a while to wash his tough chest and arms. The air in the cabin was getting thicker and the temperature was increasing faster. There was something very sensual with your two wet bodies stuck to one another. You looked up at him with desire and made an eye contact with his lustful gaze. You smiled to see he was pleased and decided to move on the next step. You were burning of desire to do that and nothing could have stopped you now.

Now that the foam disappeared with the water, you slowly went down on your knees, your eyes still locked with his, and when you arrived at the right level, you opened your mouth teasingly. Your hands rested around his member and your tongue went out to just suck his tip.

“Mmh…”, he groaned while his hand went down to caress your wet hair, slowly. You could tell James was enjoying this pleasant surprise very much.

You let out a moan for the first time as your mouth wrapped around his tip only, sucking it in a sensual way. Feeling you wouldn’t be able to stay too long on your knees, you changed your position to stand on your heels. With your legs wide open now, you felt some water drops running along your wet hair on your body and on your wet folds, making you shiver and moan. Your mouth kept sucking his glans and your right hand went back around his member, gripping it but it wasn’t enough for you. You wanted more and to hear his groans, you understood he probably wanted the same thing.

Then you held James’ cock and placed it horizontally, letting your tongue licking from the base to the top. You took advantage of this move to lick his balls, even sucking one between your lips.

“Oh yes baby…”, James moaned more, his hand pushing your head slowly. This encourages you to take him fully now, bobbing your head up and down on his venous cock. “This way…yes”.

You followed his instructions and moved further and faster, your hands following your mouth’s moves.

“It feels good, uh?”, you pulled away to tease him with words for the first time, twirling your tongue over his tip before your lips enveloped his length again for another ride.

“God…fuck yes”, he mumbled between moans and whines, gripping your hair tighter as he pushed your mouth deeper on his dick. You went as deep as you could and pulled away when you couldn’t take it anymore. With enough saliva on it now, you could pump it faster with your two hands as you looked up at James.

His eyes were closed now and you could tell he was focusing on his pleasure. A proud smile appeared on your lips, proud to provide him such pleasure. You weren’t a blowjob expert but you did it a few times before, memorizing the moves your partners liked.

You stopped pumping him with your hands to suck him off again, already addict to his perfect cock. You sucked harder, placing one of your palms on his upper thighs for a better support. Your other hand couldn’t resist to reach your already throbbing pussy that needed a bit of attention. James’ groans and whines were more and more precise as he looked down at what you were doing.

You wouldn’t be surprise if he’d cum soon but surprisingly, he pulled you away with a firm grip on your hair, making you shiver. With a sexy look and attitude, you opened your lips, his dick letting out from your mouth and hit his pubes.

Without a word, he made you get up by grasping you by the shoulders and quickly, his rough lips met yours for a passionate and hungry dance. His hands started to explore your body making you shivering hard. Even more when his fingertips draw a path along your spine before his both hands cupped your ass cheeks, groping them.

“Oh…”, you moaned of surprise and pleasure at the same time, feeling a pressure into your core. You knew you were completely wet and you wondered what he had in store for you.

You were both totally rinsed now and when he shut down the shower, you understood he was ready for the next step. But did he got enough energy for a love making session now? After all, he just spent two hours on a stage, rocking hard. But when you stepped out of the shower and dried yourself, you could see his erection didn’t disappear and you guessed you got your answer. He was ready for anything. You quickly dried your wait hair with another towel as James finished to dry his own body, leaving the towel on the floor. He walked into the bedroom and you heard his body landing on the mattress. You smiled and chuckled silently.

You walked out of the bathroom, leaning against the door frame. James was shutting the TV with the remote when he caught you with his peripheral vision. He smiled at you and extended his hand.

“Come here pretty girl”. You took his hand with a shy smile and followed his moves. He made you climbed on the bed, passing by on top of his body to make you roll on your side. When your body hit the mattress, he captured your lips again for a sensual dance, his tongue quickly searching for yours.

Naturally your arms wrapped around his neck and each other's legs intermingled. His body was hot against your shivering skin. It felt good and those butterflies came back into your core.

James’ hand soon found the place between your thighs and when he gently pushed them open, you pulled away your mouth with a slight moan.

“Mh…can I-..”, there your shyness came back, your cheeks flushing red again but you gulped to give you courage to ask him what you really wanted tonight. “Can I be on top?”, you finally dared to suggest.

James answered first with a loud groan of satisfaction. He quickly rolled on his back again, griping his hard cock to get it ready for you. “Come baby, it is yours”.

Those words aroused more than anything and you felt your pussy squeezed at the thought of what you were about to do. You carefully got up and moved one of your legs to straddle him. You did that position for maybe twice and you hoped he wouldn’t be disappointed. But James was the best when it comes to make you feel comfortable and confident, that’s why you decided to take your chance to do it tonight with him.

Before sinking on him, you checked first with your fingers if you were wet enough and with no surprise, you were. James gave you a help as he spat in his hand, spreading the saliva on his tip. When you felt ready, you moved backwards a little, lining up your entrance with his hard cock.

“Wait…hold on me”, James suddenly said when he saw you unsure of your moves. He sat up on the bed, lining up his dick better and guided it between your wet folds. The touch made you whine of surprise and when you felt his tip at the right place, you slowly push yourself on him with heavy breaths mixed with moans. His shoulders were a good support as you slowly sunk on his length, going inch by inch, your tight pussy being stretched out.

“Oh fuck…”, you whispered in a gasp, when he was completely inside you.

“That’s it, baby. Go at your pace now”, James groaned and massaged your ass to make you feel relaxed before he laid down on the bed again.

Your hands didn’t leave his shoulders and when you felt ready and wet enough, you started to move your hips, up and down. Moans and groans escape your mouth as you leaned further on his shoulder, feeling his tip hitting your walls.

“You love it, don’t you?”, James whispered to you, forcing you to look down at him. You nodded with a shy moan as his hands spanked you hard. "You love riding that old man's cock, I know you do". You moaned louder this time and allowed yourself to move a bit faster on his hard cock.

“Feels good”, you breathed between your whines, your hands finding a comfortable place on James’ chest. He couldn’t leave his eyes off of you, watching you taking pleasure, your breasts jiggling as you were bouncing on his cock. It was arousing him more than ever. He decided to give you a little help, knowing you’d enjoy what he had in mind.

“Lean a bit more sweetheart”, he suggested as he gripped your both hands with his. You listened to his advice and leaned as he asked you to, arching your butt. “Great, now bounce on my cock. C’mon”, he encouraged you with another spank and you realized this position was far better to make you bounce easily on his hard member.

“Oh! Fuck yes James”, you cried of pleasure, feeling new sensations arousing you. You could tell your pussy was getting wetter each time it was sinking on James’ cock, your wet folds enveloping it with ease. Your ass cheeks were hitting one another at each moves making you feel sexy. And when you felt his dick hitting your spot, you whine of surprise, opening your eyes before they rolled back in your head.

“That’s it, baby. Fuck yourself on my cock. Make yourself cum hard on it”. You whined at every praise he told you and squirmed faster on his dick, feeling this familiar and powerful sensation growing up inside your lower belly. But this time, it felt like it was growing stronger and faster than ever. You panted hard, thrusting hard up and down to reach this amazing feeling you wanted to feel. It was a strong need, a strong desire.

James could feel you were about to cum, he could tell by your moves. He noticed you were going deeper and faster, trying different paces in search of your release. He even hesitated to take the lead cause he could have grabbed your ass and pounded hard into you but he finally decided to let you move the way you wanted. And honestly, it was better this way. James couldn’t stop watching how sexy you were in that position, bouncing on him.

“Oh James…I’m gonna-…God…I’m gonna cum”, you begged and whined, your breath increasing as well as your moves.

“Let it go baby…let it go…breathe”, James whispered as he didn’t stop watching you from beneath. His glance going up at you then glancing down at your pussy enveloping his hard dick. He would cum soon too if you kept going on this pace but he was holding it, wanting you to reach your climax first. His hands gripped tighter your wrists and when he saw your face contracting, your teeth biting your lower lips and your pussy squeezing around his cock, he knew you were cumming.

“OH FUCK!”, you almost screamed of pleasure when you finally reached the object of your desires. “Holy fuck, yes. It feels good”. Your pussy contracted around his member as you freed one of your hands to rub your clit.

“Yeah baby…C’mon, fuck yourself. That feels good. Yes!". You heard James’ praises but it was like he was talking from afar. Your legs started to shake and you struggled a little to hold on to the position. Your fingers shook frantically your clit as you keep bouncing on his cock to ride your orgasm till the end. It was completely overwhelming you and nothing could compare these amazing sensations.

Your whine soon calmed down, the pleasure and pressure going down slowly but you breathed loudly, leaving your used clit and pussy recovering from this orgasm.

“Oh my god”, you panted in a whisper as you came back to your senses. James smiled, looking at you and let you enjoy this pure moment of ecstasy after the orgasm, when the sensations are going through your whole body, making you feel complete and happy.

Meanwhile, he grabbed his dick and stroked it slowly, waiting patiently for you. When you opened your eyes again and met his, you both smiled at each other. Then he pulled you down to kiss his lips in a tender way. It surprised you how relaxed and how easy you were showing yourself to him but you guess he was helping you a lot.

“Can you take it for another ride baby?”, he requested with a grin and you don’t hesitate a second.

“Oh yes”, you sighed of pleasure as you positioned yourself again.

“There you go. Sit on that cock again”, James helped you line up with his dick again and this time, you sunk on him faster. When all his length thrusted into you, you bounced up and down. James' right hand rested on your lower back for a while as your moves started to be more sloppier and easier now that you had cum hard on him. “Oh fuck baby, keep going”.

You smiled proudly at him and leaned on him to take back the position that made you cum. You adored it so much that you wanted to do it once again. Maybe it would be the last time trying this with him so why not enjoy it till the end? James understood what you were doing and held your hands again with his, gripping them firmly on his chest.

“Go on, sweetheart”, he commanded as he looked at you arching your back and butt.

Very quickly, you bounced again on his cock, your wet lips squeezing, making you moan like crazy again. James closed his eyes, enjoying these sensations as he felt his core burning. But he wanted to look at you, looking at how your body were moving and reacting. He looked down again and spanked you harder, admiring how his dick was disappearing inside your pussy with so ease.

“You’re so fucking tight. Jesus, it feels so good”, he growled with his hoarse voice as he groped your ass hard, opening wide your two tight holes. This made you squirm again with a loud whine and when he felt your pussy contracting around his cock, James felt it was the right time to cum.

“Oh yes baby, don’t stop moving this way…I’m gonna cum”, he warned you in a groan, his face contracting under the pleasure coming.

“Fuck me James…please…cum on me”, you bounced a little more on his tip and when you realized with his screams he was about to released his load, you thrusted out your pussy, leaving him space so he could stroke his dick against your ass. He stroked it so his cum could land on your ass cheeks and ran over your folds before dripping on his stomach.

“Oh fuck…yes!”, he groaned like a beast, arching his pelvis a little, his head hitting the pillow as he jerked off his dick with pace, his orgasm making him tremble a little.

He had closed his eyes and you smiled, watching over your shoulder all the mess. He panted hard when he stopped growling and you looked down at him, still straddling his hips. You smiled and hesitated a moment before you allowed yourself to run a fingertip along his sweaty chest. He giggled at the tickle, his eyes closed as he was just enjoying his post orgasm feelings and you smiled.

Leaving him recovering, you got up to go to the bathroom, searching for a towel to clean you. You picked another one for him before you came on the bed. But first, you couldn't resist to suck his dick one last time to clean him. Surprised by your gesture, James opened his eyes in a moan and looked down at you with a grin.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist”, you said with a tease, wiping a drop that left on your lips.

" I won't complain", he chuckled softly and grabbed the towel you were handing to him. "Thanks for the towel".

"You're welcome", you replied with a warm smile and while he was cleaning his stomach, you walked in the other side of the room, picking up your bag to peeped inside. James frowned at your attitude as he placed the towel on his bedside table.

"I hope you don't intend to leave me alone again tonight...", he asked as he sat down on the bed. You looked up at him and your gaze met his piercing blue eyes...

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queentheweeb · 1 year

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Tonowari X Fem metkayina Reader X Ronal Final part

A/N: This is the last part of this 3-shot series

Part 1, Part 2

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It was in fact not the next morning that you guys got a chance to talk because, for whatever reason, the Tsahik and Olo'eyktan had a lot of things that needed to be done. Your own parents confirmed they were separated tending to meetings and whatever else they needed to do. You wanted to trust them but, confirmation from your parents helped ease the worry and allowed you to bring Aonung to the children to see him as you promised. He was a little over a month old, his eyes wide open as he took in everything while holding onto you rather tightly. It was very endearing and sweet.

"There she goes!" You smiled watching the children and some young teens run up to you and sit in a circle around you waiting excitedly for their turn to see baby Aonung. You made sure they all were calm first and for the younger ones you had them look at Aonung and bless him like they wanted and when you got to the older ones one by one you let them hold him and bless him. Once they were satisfied they thanked you and disappeared to the beach back to their parents or whatever their little hearts desire. You found a tree to stay under and watch over everyone doing work. You were not allowed to do any work the first year of your child's life as per orders of the Olo'eyktan and Tsahik as well as just traditions. He started whining so you moved your shirt enough for him to latch and feed. You looked over the horizon taking notice of Tonowari with Tsireya attached to his chest while he worked on repairing the bars and pens for the baby Ilu's that broke from a storm a couple of days ago.

"Ronal and Tonowari are lucky to have her." Your ears perked up ignoring the way the group of young adults a little ways away addressed them informally curious as to what they had to say about you. "She's so sweet and helpful. She is always quick to help the children and even us whenever we need help. She collects shells and jewels with us, goes hunting, picks herbs and fruits, dances with us, she treats us better than our own Olo'eyktan and Tsahik do." You pretended to not hear them as you tended to Aonung. You found yourself smiling at the way they were talking so nicely about you.

"She really is a gem, she gives great advice actually. I wish Tsahik and Olo'eyktan didn't ignore her the way they did. She gave them a son and should be treating her like the Queen she is. She's young and beautiful too." You felt yourself blushing to turn your face away just so they won't see the color change then they'll know you heard and were actively listening. You should be trying to defend Ronal and Tonowari but, couldn't bring yourself to do so. You enjoyed being complimented and knowing you were loved even if it was a little more than what may or may not be appropriate.

"They don't deserve her, someone else can do a better job at making her happy than they are." You completely tuned them out this time not wanting to hear anyone's names and end up looking at them differently. Aonung had finished nursing so you fixed your top and adjusted him better in the baby wrap so you can go and find his grandparents any one of them. You walked along the beach greeting people here and there allowing them to look at and bless baby Aonung as you made your way to Tonowari's parents' marui knowing more than likely that your parents were there as well. You got closer hearing their voices knowing you were right.

"Ma, papa" You whistled announcing your presence and walking in greeting Tonowari's parents and hugging your mom and dad who quickly took Aonung from you. You smirked taking a seat and watching them all circulate around Aonung who was giggling and looking at all of them. You took the time to look around the marui noticing their song chords and other things around it, the marui was lively, and it looked lived in.

"Ma'ite" You turned your head to Tonowari's mother who tilted her head at you as if asking if you are okay. Smiling you nodded her head allowing her to check you over with her eyes before turning back to Aonung while your parents crowded you and started talking to you. You stayed with them for the rest of the day until it was getting closer to the eclipse. You were about to get up when you heard a child scream turning around to get an armful of Tsireya who was babbling while holding onto your face. You were holding her while out of the corner of your eye, you saw Ronal and Tonowari bowing and squatting while holding a quiet conversation with the grandparents. Tsireya pressed wet kisses all over your face before bolting straight to your parents who grabbed her with ease.

"Ti'yawn?" You raised your eyes to Ronal who was staring at you with her ears folded back. "Would you like to come with us?" You looked at Tonowari and her blankly nodding slowly and turning to your parents who were already waving you away

"We keep Aonung for the night, don't worry ma'ite." You smiled gratefully at your parents turning to Tonowari's parents who already had Tsireya. You waved and blessed them a goodnight knowing what this was about as you followed Ronal and Tonowari who walked with you in between them instead of in front of you. Nothing was said as they held your hand and guided you to the waters calling for their Tsuraks. You were going to call yours but, were pulled onto Tonowari's instead with you in front of him. The three of you took a ride somewhere but, you did enjoy the way the stars illuminated the water. He was sure to not get your privates wet with salt water, you can't be in the water yet. It was a short while later when the three of you made it to a cave-like system you'd never seen before. The three of you made your way inside and what you saw made your jaw drop. There were your favorite foods, torches lit up, woven mats strewn around, and in the center was a pond.

"Come syalung." You allowed Ronal to pull you more in towards the water. "This is not salt water, it is fresh so it will not hurt you or cause infection." You nodded allowing her to undress you and she undressed herself bringing you into the pond. It was nice and warm as well. She pulled you to sit in between her legs as she started taking the braids out of your hair. "Let me do your hair yawntu" You hummed leaning onto her lap as her hands gently carded through your hair. You heard the water splash lightly and you looked in front of you to see Tonowari had taken off everything and had rags and soap coming towards the two of you.

"Can I wash you?" You stared at him and with a small smile, you nodded. You closed your eyes as the two of them took care of you. You loved how gentle and soothing they both were, asking you questions here and there to ensure you were fine and just generally about your day. You missed this. You truly missed having time with the two of them like this. This kind of intimacy was better than anything you can ask, intimacy is never just about sex it's about taking care of each other.

"I'm sorry for being such a bitch to you. You didn't deserve anything that I did to you." Your eyes shot open at the blunt sincerity of Ronal's words but, said nothing listening to her. "I was so selfish and stingy. I treated you as if you didn't belong because I do not have control of my own emotions. That has nothing to do with you, yet I always take my anger out on you and made up with our Wari forgetting about you. My pride and ego always got in the way when they never should have. My pride and ego almost cost me my relationship with you and I cannot blame anyone but myself. I am sorry ma Y/N, ma' yawntutsyip. You do not have to forgive me if you do not, let me prove to you I can be better and do better." It was silent as you took in her words but that's when Tonowari cleared his throat to start speaking glancing at Ronal before focusing solely on you.

"Ma Y/N I am sorry." He allowed his guilt and everything else he was feeling to show on his face as he held your gaze so you can understand his sincerity. "There is nothing I can say for you to truly understand how sorry I am. I had time to think about my behavior and honestly, it was disgusting. Especially when you gave birth to our son, our pride and joy. I was angry and frustrated and took it out on you when it had nothing to do with you. You are my safe space, my love, my yawntu, and yet I treated you as if you were less than me. You are not and never will be. I will continue to apologize and make it up to you until I have earned your forgiveness." He leaned forward pressing his forehead to yours and you felt Ronal's hands leave your hair to rub gently up and down your back and arm. "Will you allow me, this skxqwng to work on earning your forgiveness?" That made you grin and he grinned back at you.

"I will allow it." He breathed a sigh of relief planting a soft but brief kiss on your lips. He pulled away so Ronal can lean over you to face you.

"Can I have a chance too?" You pretended to think about it but smiled softly at her

"Yes." She smiled pressing her lips gently against yours before pulling away the two of them finishing the activities that they were doing for you. The three of you can do this. You knew it in your heart.

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respectthepetty · 11 months

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Well well well well!

I have seen you being asked about your fav TW BL dramas. but I’m here to ask about…… your top 10 (or however many you want tbh) BL thai dramas!

Teeheeheeee!!

Ps: can someone else pop up and then ask you too Korean BL dramas? *wink*

Anon, I think YOU will have to come back and ask about my top Korean dramas because after people see this list, they will realize how trashy I truly am and never seek a response from me again. I've already written about my Top GMMTV Actors, my Top GMMTV Pairs, and my Top Five Taiwanese BLs, but this requested list will really show people that I am a dumpster fire, so let me present my

Top Ten Thai BLs

Before I start, I need to list my personal preferences since I have watched over 150 Thai BLs (if not 200), with a third coming from within the past year and a half alone. A show must meet at least two:

Don't bury the gay (MANDATORY!)

Be gay. Do crime! aka "Eff the police" (literally or figuratively)

I'm a messy bi, and I'll cry if I want to

Adulting is hard like my sexual attraction for you

Vice Vers(a) - Flipping the norms and changing dynamics

Next, I need to establish some ground rules:

The series must have completed prior to June 1, so Step by Step, Be My Favorite, La Pluie and other running shows cannot be considered.

It had to be marketed as a BL, so 3 Will Be Free, The Warp Effect, and Great Men Academy cannot be considered.

I could only pick a pair once, so most of GMMTV shows couldn't be considered if I picked another show the pair was featured in.

It couldn't have hurt my queer feelings, so My Only 12%, Until We Meet Again, I Told Sunset about You, and 180 Degree Longitude Passes through Us were cut for rubbing salt in real-world wounds.

A third of the final list had to be BL shows that aired prior to 2022.

Narrowing it down with those two filters, here are a dozen shows that didn't make the cut with a brief reasoning:

The Eclipse - pair already picked

Triage - the gay died each time the clock reset

Ghost Host, Ghost House - not within my personal preferences

Never Let Me Go - aired in 2022. Sorry Jojo!

My School President - pair already picked

Secret Crush on You - aired in 2022

Bad Buddy - it knows what it did to me

Together with Me - pair already picked

Lovely Writer - not within my personal preferences

A Tale of Thousand Stars - pair already picked

Between Us - it knows what it did to me

My Ride - not within my personal preferences

One more thing before I give you the list -

Honorable Mentions

To Sir, With Love

I was raised on soap operas and telenovelas, so this lakorn was seventeen episodes of blissful drama, yet served one of the best pairings and family members of 2022. It was also a historical drama, so the ending being happy was unexpected, but much appreciated.

Destiny Seeker

All the shows on my list have color coding, but this show wins every color-coding award I can give. As a self-proclaimed color demon, this show fed my soul and my heart with its color exchange between two great characters who were just trying to unify the Pretty Boys and the Jocks in a tale as old as time, yet more colorful than ever.

Now, the actual list

Top Ten Thai BLs

#10 - Dark Blue Kiss

Pete and Kao went from a bit toxic in This Kiss series, to a solid couple trying to navigate the difficult situation of having one person in a relationship still in the closet. The reason was realistic as well - career. Kao coming out could have not only hurt his future, but his mother's job as well, and the socioeconomic difference between Pete and Kao was front and center during these discussions. Mix all of that with the addition of Sun and Mork and their dynamic of light enemies to lovers, and this ended up being a surprise favorite. It also had beautiful cinematography at a period when the production value of BLs was being elevated which is greatly due to director/screenwriter Aof and cinematographer Rath.

#9 - Big Dragon

If someone would have told me during the first episode that I would like love this show as much as I did by the end, I would not have believed it, but here I am, in love with this show. It started off with two idiots being at their peak toxic level, yet ended with the softest men in love. The cinematography was beautiful, Mangkorn and Yai had a natural chemistry when teasing each other, and the music was good, so good that I actually listened to the lead sing his love confession…twice! Mos and ISBANKY made me excited to see what else Star Hunter has in store, and that was a door I had closed long ago. Big Dragon 2 when?

#8 - Bed Friend

Much like Big Dragon, I showed up for a raunchy series about fuck buddies, but ended up witnessing two men work through trauma and showed that with support, healing is possible. King was the biggest green flag that has ever graced my screen, and the way Net's big brown eyes portray lust, love, and devotion is a skill that only matches James' embodiment of a sex kitten. I watched them in Catch Me Baby, but Bed Friend brought an entire new level of chemistry from them that balanced the heavier aspects of the show in a way that any other pair would have squandered. Because of NetJames, this show will remain in my tops for years to come, and makes me even more excited for Love Upon a Time.

#7 - You're My Sky

We, collectively, did this show dirty. As BL fans, we did not appreciate it enough, and still don't. Because it came out in 2022, a year stacked with excellent BLs, it was pushed to the sidelines when it should have been at everyone's top for any number of reasons like the pairings were solid (childhood friends, senior/freshman, pseudo-enemies to lovers), the plot was consistent, and the cinematography was beautiful. We have a few sports-related BLs which do a great job of discussing the connection between toxic masculinity and male-dominated sports, and although this series didn't lean all the way in, it gave us a glimpse of what men must sacrifice in order to be considered the best in such an environment, especially when it comes to love.

#6 - Not Me

Every character is shippable with every other character. That is the power of this series. Yet, because I’m petty, I’m still holding a grudge not about GramBlack (Eugene/Gene, really?!) BUT that ToddBlack did not happen! In a show that was queer in several aspects (marriage equality, society’s disapproval, found family, etc.), it was strange that it didn’t deliver on the Black front examining how power dynamics, socioeconomic inequality in regards to privilege, and performance of masculinity affect queer experiences (all possessed by the ToddBlack pairing), but what it did deliver was a great premise about fighting back against oppression (labor discrimination, educational gaps, monopolies), which is why even though the ending was shaky, it still deserves a top spot for existing.

#5 - KinnPorsche

As much as I wrote about this show, I’m shocked it isn’t #1, but sitting through the final episode’s credits believing what I believed about Vegas left me feeling a certain type of way that I’m still not over. It had all the elements I love: Be gay, do crime, messy tears, vice vers(a), and the cinematography was perfection. Symbolism and foreshadowing were intertwined into every scene, so watching each episode was an experience and the aftermath was devouring hours of meta analysis. This was the first series I was excited to watch live unmuted and at normal speed, and I liked each pairing, plus rooted for others who were never going to happen (Big & Chan, Khun & everyone), which made this a fun journey even after the final credits finished (World Tour, anyone?!).

#4 - Love Mechanics

I LOVE MESS, and this show gave me ten glorious messy episodes of the messiest mess. Much like the chokeholds VeeMark excelled out, this show had me by the throat (implication intended). I was shocked when it was announced En of Love: Love Mechanics would be remade and extended from four episodes into ten. I liked the original, but the basic plot (drunkenly having sex right at the beginning – how very Together with Me of them) did not sit well with me the first time around, yet once I saw the remake’s trailer, I WAS SOLD! Look at the angst! Look at the pining! Look at the chemistry! Look at the same steps and dorm from Together with Me! I could write forever about this show because it is better than the original, it was so similar to Together with Me that I had to squint to make sure it wasn’t, and the happy ending with Mark’s tears, although never doubted, feels like a personal win, which is why it was my number one of 2022.

#3 - Manner of Death

MaxTul own me. Every couple I watch gets compared to MaxTul and the chemistry they bring. Together With Me is a favorite, but when Manner of Death aired, it spotlighted the evolution of MaxTul in the most beautiful way imaginable. The dark plot of drug and sex trafficking was difficult for most, but both of these characters' commitment to finding the truth in their own way while taking on the ACAB attitude even towards the one police officer they did like was a buffet that just kept serving me. I was truly worried because of the nature of the show that a happy ending wouldn't be possible, but not only did the show end with vows being exchanged, but the promise of another season as well. TRANSPLANT WHEN?!

#2 - Moonlight Chicken

This was an adult show and toes the line of being truly queer media rather than a standard BL. I felt seen every time Jim sat silently examining his life and his choices. His hesitation to open his heart again to another person after being hurt in such a realistically queer way in a country that doesn't have marriage equality almost made me cut this show due to hurting my queer feelings. However, if I was willing to give up three pairs (FirstKhao -The Eclipse, GeminiFourth - My School President, and EarthMix - A Tale of Thousand Stars) for this one show, I knew it had to included. Aof working around the grief of losing a parent while examining gentrification and generational trauma all through a queer lens is a feat most would fail at, but this show shines, literally and figuratively thanks once again to cinematographer Rath.

#1 - He's Coming to Me

I must end where I began - Aof, the director and screenwriter, changed the Thai BL game with this one, and hasn't slowed down since, which is why two of his other pieces are in my top ten, and several others are featured in my short list. Cinematographer Rath has also made his mark on this list, and it all started with this one for me. No other BL series has stuck with me the way He's Coming to Me has. Not one element of this show doesn't work. It's cohesive. It's emotional. It's everything to me. I cannot give this show enough praise. It created a unique magic in eight episodes that hasn't left my heart for four years.

And probably never will.

Now, who wants to ask about Korea?

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tyuninthemirror · 10 months

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— lie to me: c.yj

— pairing: idol!yeonjun x idol fem!reader — genre: angst — word count: 1997 — disclaimers: not proofread! mentions of eating and drinking alcohol, adding of minor characters (jungwoo) — synopsis: part 3 to bad omens. — series masterlist

— author's note: this ends my bad omens three parter <3 no happy ending, but i think it's for the best :) on to happier yeonjun stories!

"Maybe this isn't a good idea anymore."

Yeonjun froze midway buckling his belt. Never would he have thought that sentence would come out of your mouth. He slowly turned around to see you sitting in your bed, looking at him, sheets pulled up to cover your chest.

"What?"

"I heard from Sakura that Yunjin is waiting for you to ask her out," you said, absentmindedly drawing circles on your duvet. "Looks like you finally get to be with her."

"And you're okay with that?" Yeonjun asked with a raised eyebrow.

You've been a bit distant since that date with Hwiyoung a month ago, but your little arrangement never changed. Of course, Yeonjun still shamelessly flirted with Yunjun in front of you, but for some reason, bitterness grew rather than the usual feeling of distress.

You began to wonder, if you fell in love with someone else, would they do this to you? Flirt with another person while you warmed their bed at night?

You shrugged at Yeonjun's question. It's crazy to think you were the one asking to be used just weeks ago.

Yeonjun expected you to cry, to beg him to never ask Yunjin out. What happened to the girl who begged him to stay? But he should be happy, after all, this is what he told you to do.

And that's how Yeonjun ended up watching Yunjin who sat across him, chatting away about her day. He finally found the right timing to ask her out and when she said yes and gushed about this new place she wanted to visit, so they found themselves at an Italian restaurant in a fancy part of Seoul.

Yeonjun smiled and made little comments here and there as she continued with her story, but something didn't feel right, and he couldn't put a finger on it.

He was on a date, with the girl he's been crushing on for a while, but all he could think about was eating spicy rice cakes and ramen with you at an eatery close to their dorms.

Yeonjun shook his head, mentally slapping himself. No, no time for thoughts like that. He was on a date with his dream girl, this is what he wanted.

Right?

"I'm back," Yeonjun called out as he entered the dorm, taking his shoes off. A few seconds later, he heard footsteps run up to the entryway. He looked up to see Huening Kai's excited face turn into a frown, his shoulders dropping when he realized Yeonjun came back alone.

"Umm, where's Y/N?"

"What are you talking about?" Yeonjun asked, raising an eyebrow. "I wasn't out with Y/N."

"You're never out with Y/N anymore," Kai pouts. "Did she finally get with San?"

"San?" Yeonjun did a double take. "What happened to Hwiyoung?"

"Huh?" Kai responded in confusion. "Last I heard, Y/N told him she wanted to stay friends."

"Wait, so why bring up San?"

"Are you dumb?" the younger boy responded, rolling his eyes. "Do you think Y/N doesn't have admirers? They all lined up trying to ask her out, but she only had eyes for you."

Kai's revelation left Yeonjun speechless. Sure, you were beautiful, but he didn't expect you to have invested so much in him.

"I think you're kinda dumb for rejecting her, to be honest," he continued, knowing Yeonjun was busy pondering over things. "She's a great person and a precious friend to me, I just hope whatever is happening doesn't ruin our relationship with her."

What Huening Kai didn't know was that you were the one that suggested ending things, but Yeonjun's pride got in the way and he never corrected anyone about it, letting himself play the one who pulled the plug.

Debbie Reber, the author, once said: "Letting go doesn’t mean that you don’t care about someone anymore. It’s just realizing that the only person you really have control over is yourself." It took you a cup of coffee and good company to get you to realize that.

Sure, your heart still longed for the same man that knew just how to make you laugh no matter how tired you were and made you feel butterflies just by seeing him, but you came to realize that true love would be wishing someone to be happy even if it wasn't you.

Besides, did you want to keep competing for someone's affection as if you need to prove something when it should be both of you proving you're worth it to each other? That sounded tiring.

"Hey Y/N, Changbin rented a villa for his birthday party this Sunday, do you wanna come?" Minho asked just as you entered the studio to greet him.

"I think I'm free after my salon appointment," you answered after checking your calendar. "Who's coming?"

"The usual," Minho answered dismissively as if he didn't want to get into any more details, but you knew he was hiding something.

"Do you want to just say it, or should I have to ask?"

"About what?"

"Don't play dumb," you snapped, lightly slapping his bicep.

"Alright," Minho sighed. "It's just our close friends, the usual group. But Yeonjun asked if he could bring Yunjin."

You gulped. Minho watched you worriedly, he was up to date with everything going on, and he supported you every single step of the way, but it was still a healing process.

"Do you not want to go?" Minho carefully asked.

"I'm good," you assured him with a smile. "I can't avoid seeing them together forever. At least I'll have you around."

"That's my girl."

Yeonjun watched from across the room as you accepted a drink from Jungwoo. You arrived not more than 10 minutes ago and he's seen nearly a handful of people approach you.

Yeonjun's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Did that many people approach you at parties before?

"Hey, man! Having fun?" Changbin asked, popping out from the crowd of people.

"Yeah," Yeonjun briefly responded, pulling the birthday boy in for a shoulder bump. "Happy birthday!"

"Happy birthday, Changbin!" Yunjin chimed in from beside Yeonjun.

"Thanks," Changbin grinned.

"I'm gonna go say hi to Ryujin, be right back," Yunjun announced, giving Yeonjun a quick peck on the cheek before disappearing to the crowd.

"Ooooh, things are getting serious," Changbin teased, nudging Yeonjun's shoulders.

"I guess," Yeonjun awkwardly chuckled. "Say, did this many people approach Y/N before?"

Changbin's eyes followed wherever Yeonjun was starting and saw you chatting away with Jungwoo.

"Dude, she wouldn't talk to anyone besides you when you used to come to parties together, no one dared approach her," Changbin answered. "Jungwoo's been begging Minho for her number for ages."

You briefly looked around the room and met eyes with Yeonjun who was staring at you. You gave him a small smile and he smiled back.

Yeonjun expected you to excuse yourself from your conversation and walk over to him, but you surprisingly didn't and continued your conversation, even laughing and grabbing Jungwoo's arm at whatever he said.

"Looks like a happy ending to me," Changbin chimed in. "You got your girl and got Y/N off your back. Isn't that what you wanted?"

"Sure."

Before coming, you had set a mission for yourself to stay away and avoid talking to Yeonjun all night.

The night continued and Yeonjun wasn't as distracting as you thought. Though you felt him watching you some parts of the night, you spent most of the night with Jungwoo who made you laugh your ass off, you weren't sure if you were drunk or just high on endorphins.

"I'm gonna grab another drink, do you want anything?" you asked Jungwoo.

"Perfect, I need to go pee while you're at it. I've been holding it," Jungwoo admitted.

"Why didn't you just go?" you chuckled.

"Let you out of my sight for a second to have someone steal you for the night? Pfft, not a chance." Jungwoo scoffed. "I worked for this interaction."

"Kim Jungwoo, did you become an MC with Minho just to get close to me?" you jokingly asked.

"Damn, I thought it was hiding it well enough," he responded with a joking frown. "I'm serious though, I need to pee, I'll be a second. And another beer, please!"

You chuckled as you watched the taller boy scurry away. As you turned around to head into the kitchen, someone grabs your wrist and pulls you into an empty hallway.

You pull your wrist back and look up to see Yeonjun gazing at you with this intense look.

"What's the big idea?" you asked, annoyed. Usually seeing Yeonjun made you feel butterflies, but there was something about how he just treated you that pissed you off.

"Kim Jungwoo your next boy toy?" Yeonjun spat.

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"I've seen you stuck by his side all night, is he about to be your fuck for tonight?" he continued, his nostrils flaring as he cornered you.

Shock came over you as you took a step back, trying to stick as close to the wall as you can while Yeonjun came closer.

"Are you that easy? Who's it gonna be after Jungwoo?" he added once again. You snapped out of your trance, that was the last straw for you.

You raised your hand and slapped Yeonjun.

His eyes widened in shock, his hand coming up to touch the cheek you just slapped.

"You're disgusting," you spat. "How could you say that to me?" Yeonjun realized what he had just said, instant regret overcoming him.

"Y/N, I didn't-"

"No," you quickly stopped him. "I can't believe you would say something like that to me."

"I didn't mean it that way," he blurted out.

"Well, in what way did you mean it?" you demanded. "You're supposed to be my friend, how could you?"

"Y/N, please-"

"No, Yeonjun," you cut him off. "Stay away from me. I gave you so much, I let you go and I thought the least you could reciprocate was my friendship, but you couldn't even be a friend?"

"I know you've only had eyes on Yunjin, you look and give her more than you've ever given me. I thought you at least saw me as a friend. I guess not, I'm probably just no one to you."

Yeonjun didn't know how to respond to that. When he approached you, he just wanted to talk to you and hear you deny what was going on with Jungwoo, but something in him just made him spit out whatever he bottled up that night and then it turned to this.

"Goodbye, Choi Yeonjun," you mumbled, turning to walk away. "I hope you don't regret losing me in your life."

Yeonjun watched your figure walk away, but he couldn't bring himself to say anything.

Tears welled in your eyes as you walked into the kitchen. You still had feelings for Yeonjun, but the way he spoke to you just now made you question what you ever saw in him.

"Y/N, I was looking for you," Jungwoo's cheerful voice called from behind you. You quickly blink your tears away before facing him.

"Are you okay?" Jungwoo asked. "Your eyes are a bit red."

"I just yawned," you lied, picking up two bottles of beer from the ice box.

"If you're tired, I could take you home?" Jungwoo offered, concern evident in his voice.

"Y/N, you're here!"

You and Jungwoo turned around to see Yunjin standing at the other entrance of the kitchen. As usual, her makeup and outfit were on point and she was as gorgeous as ever.

"Yeah," you smiled. "Grabbing a drink?"

"Yeah, just grabbing Yeonjun and me some rum and coke," she grinned, pouring some Captain Morgan into two cups.

"Oh, but Yeonjun doesn't like-" you began to say before stopping yourself. Yunjin looked up curiously.

"Nothing," you smiled. "He'll love whatever you pour him."

"Oh yeah?" she giggled, a small blush forming on her face.

"100%" you assured her. "After all, Yeonjun treats you the best."

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ritcchamadayo · 1 year

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Please, Part 3 of Punk Jade, you're giving me more of a reason to simp for this man-

I will honestly GLADLY turn into a Jade-fic blog i am so far gone when it comes to this man... Sorry for the wait guys! Uni had me in a chokehold (again) but LETS GET BACK TO SIMPING

A Look Into The Past (Pt. 3)

Jade Leech x Reader ;

On a rare day off, Jade found himself pondering Professor Crewel's fashion tips when it came to styling his piercings but couldn't decide for himself. Who else to ask for opinions other than you?

(we're back again folks!! again thank you so much for the love on this fic!! I'll be considering posting this on Ao3 as a full series after this one XD THANK YOU!!!)

Reader is a Sophomore in this fic, just like the twins!

Read Part 1 Here! Read Part 2 Here!

"U-Um, so that's what you called me out for?" "Yes, exactly."

When Jade had contacted you saying that there was a "disaster", you certainly didn't expect the disaster to be the eel-mer's own wardrobe. You were surprised at the amount of clothes he had, but a few of them are quite... distasteful, to say the least.

When Jade wore his ear piercings to school the other time, he was stopped by none other but Professor Crewel and was given an earful about how to dress and act when wearing such flashy accessories. Granted, they were at school so it can't be helped, but Crewel made sure to make Jade remember his fashion tips for days off like today.

"Did Floyd get you this?" You hold up a purple shirt with a drawing of an eel, and big blocky text saying "Mentally Eel". You grimaced at how tacky the shirt was. "Ah, yes he did. Floyd has the habit of collecting anything eel-related in the surface world, you see."

You had to stifle a laugh at the thought. "Ah, that's where he got those eel keychains."

You rummaged through Jade's wardrobe (with permission, of course) and pulled out most of his clothes, gently putting them down and organizing them by type. There were a few normal button-up shirts, a pair of pajamas, Jade's hiking clothes and equipment, and let's not forget the winter clothes he wore on his trip to Harveston. (You wonder why he wore shorts AND leggings with his hiking wear, but you're not gonna question it.)

"What did Crewel say about them anyway? And uh, why me out of all people? I'm pretty sure someone like Vil or Cater could give you much better insight?" You ask. Jade tilts his head, pondering for a second. "Why, I suppose it's because you were the first person to pop up in my mind. I couldn't hope to bother our seniors, after all. Besides, your sense of fashion is quite good."

Bullshit reasoning. Or so you say, but you feel your ears heat up from the thought of Jade thinking of you. "Oh. I-I see." Jade wasn't lying when he said you had a good sense of fashion though, your choice of outfits on days off were always endearing to him. You were wearing a blouse paired with black overalls today, which looked both comfortable and fashionable at the same time.

"What did Crewel say?" "Hm... He said that a relaxed, mature look would suit for a lesser amount of accessories, to put it simply. Either that, or something simpler to accentuate the accessories if we were to wear more amounts."

Perhaps it's time for a little fashion show, then?

You quickly look around and pull out a few pieces of clothing- A pair of white pants and bright blue and yellow short sleeved shirt, giving off a bit of a tropical vibe. Jade took the clothes gratefully, putting them on the bed for him to change into.

"Oh? Are you perhaps going to watch me change, or~?" "I-I'M NOT! I'M LOOKING AWAY!!!" Your face shone red, quickly turning around to look at the door instead. Jade chuckled quietly, unbuttoning his shirt and taking them off. You can clearly hear the sound of him unzipping his pants as well, making you wipe your sweat off your forehead. (there's the urge to peek, but you better not.)

"Alright, I've finished changing. What do you think?"

You nervously turn around, and closely examined Jade in your chosen clothes. "It looks pretty good! I think a bit of a messier look would look nice with lots of accessories on your ears, like if you unbuttoned a few from the top of your shirt."

Jade complies, messing up his hair slightly and unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his collarbone, and you feel yourself regretting your words.

"I quite agree. The colors of the shirt pop with the addition of the white pants, and the silvers of the metal can be clearly seen."

"A-Ah, yeah!" (remember to look respectfully, dear) "Can you lean down for a sec?" Jade kneels down to your level sitting on the floor, and you take out a few of his accessories from the little wooden box he kept neatly inside his wardrobe. You picked up a few unused piercings and tried mixing and matching them on his ears, laughing when Jade comments your fussing over his ears tickles quite a bit.

"But it's not really your style, honestly... A flashy look like this kinda fits Floyd more." You comment, but deep down you think it wasn't a bad change of pace to see Jade in something other than buttoned-up shirts and suits. Turning back to the clothes pile, you pick out another set of clothes- this time, it was a comfy white turtleneck with black dress pants. You also found a brown trench coat in the depths of his wardrobe, which Jade said his parents' acquaintances gifted him for his birthday and he didn't know how to style it.

You looked back to the door once again as he changes out of the clothes, putting the new set on quickly and gracefully. "Oh, this definitely feels much more my style."

You turned around to see for yourself, and your eyes shone excitedly seeing him in the new getup. "Oh! Definitely!!" You cheered, giggling while at it. "You surprisingly suit the more mature-but-comfortable look, Jade." The eel-mer chuckles, sitting back down on the floor. "I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so. What about the accessory choices, then?"

"Hmm... Crewel said that less is better in this getup, so just a little..." Picking up a few ring shaped ones, you carefully put a few piercings on Jade's ears- a simple look, consisting of the double helix on top of his ears and a couple of silver studs along his lobes.

"There! Well it isn't exactly a little either, but..."

Jade looked at the mirror in his room, a satisfied smile on his face. A smile that is neither shady, plotting, or emotionless- a genuinely happy smile. "My my, I was correct in assuming you had good taste in fashion. I'm rather confident in this look, actually. It's comfortable enough for me to move in, and yet still maintaining the fashionable aura from the coat."

You had a grin on your face, proud of your handiwork. "All thanks to you being a good model! And for having a variety of clothes I can choose from, haha."

You had quickly put the rest of his clothes back into his wardrobe after making a few other suggestions, and dusted yourself off as you stood up. "I should probably get going now, I wouldn't want to invade for too long." You say, stretching your arms and getting ready to get back to your dorm. You open the door, stepping out from his neat room.

"Ah, before that." Jade called out, following you outside. He quickly (and rather smoothly) took your hand in his, closing and locking up his room. "Since we're already in decent clothes, what do you say I take you on a small trip around Sage's Island? Perhaps we can stop by and grab some food. My treat of course, after you've oh-so graciously helped me."

Your cheeks heat up, and you feel your gaze lowering to stare at the floor instead of the man in front of you.

"...Is this your way of asking me out?" "Perhaps. Do you accept?"

You couldn't bring yourself to decline his offer. (Your empty stomach also couldn't.)

"S-sure then. I'd love to, Jade."

"Splendid. It's a date, then."

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flwersgarden · 2 years

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ˏ୭̥ ilomilo 𔖩ܻ⃯۫࣪꙳ ᡃ.

pairings : yandere!austin!elvis presley x female reader.

summary : elvis realizes having you is not going to be as easy as he thought it would be so he has to take dramatic measures.

includes : yandere themes (obsessive behavior, delusional thoughts, use of power status as a form of manipulation).

author's note : IM SO EXCITED OMG seeing how ppl liked it made me feel so happy since it was my first time writing elvis and bleh, just a bunch of corny stuff i'll keep for later. oh! by the way, if you want to be part of this series taglist, pls let me know! you can comment or send me an ask and i'll add you<3 okay, here y'all have part 3!!

part one. part two. part four. part five.

remember!! i don’t condone this type of behavior in real life, this is purely fictional. pls let me know if warnings need to be updated or added.

“ what ya' think, baby? ”

you blinked, waking up from your usual daydream moment to look at elvis; who was up in a stage, crouching down, while the colonel was in front of him looking at you with that usual mean look he had whenever elvis asked for your opinion (which was always).

you looked around, watching the size of the stage, and when you were about to speak, the colonel beat you to it.

“ oh! and for you, my dear. ” he pointed at you, walking to a part of the audience seats, one where it looked fancy. “ the best seat in the house. ”

elvis chuckled, standing up in the middle of the stage, while you just rolled your eyes when you knew neither of them were looking at you.

“ what she deserves. ” the colonel mutters.

elvis looked at you, again, looking for your approval.

“ it sounds good. ” you softly said, giving a smile just so elvis doesn't question you later.

the colonel laughed happily.

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you and elvis were in the suite that the hotel, so kindly, gave you.

doubt was clouding your mind, as always, while you removed your makeup for the night. your eyes catching the sight of some bottle pills next to your bag of makeup.

“ honey, you comin'? ” elvis asked from outside the bathroom door, knocking once.

“ yeah! ” you answered, throwing the used paper full of your makeup to the trash, turning off the lights. getting out of the bathroom, closing the door behind you, watching elvis sitting on the bed with a smile.

“ y' look beautiful. ” he softly said, patting the side next to him.

as you got comfortable under the covers, elvis looked at you, turning off some lights, leaving just the curtains open with the city lights slightly brightening up the room.

“ i wanted to tell you something. ”

everytime he said that, your body starts to tremble, your hands start shaking and your mouth keeps shut.

“ 'm going to leave her. ”

and that was enough for you to stand up from bed.

“ n-no, baby- listen to me, come back to bed. ”

you knew, you knew it.

he told you months ago that priscilla and him were done since you told him you didn't wanted to get between anything, that you hated to feel like the cause of someone's sadness and the worst part of it all was that he told you she didn't love him and he didn't love her, that he was just with her because of his father and that nothing happened between them.

“ i swear there is nothing between me and her! ” he screamed at you.

you were sitting on the floor, holding your head in your hands. you were sure you were in the brink of madness. he drove you crazy.

“ don't be jealous, y'know you' the only one for me. ” he whispered. the way his tone changed so easily scared you more than anything else.

you couldn't even manage to say that you weren't jealous of anything and the mere fact of him thinking that way made you even more angry. your emotions clashing with each other made you feel a rollercoaster of emotions, you felt like you couldn't breathe. he was crouching down to your level so he could 'hug' you, your head in his chest and his chin in the crown of your head.

“ you have a daughter with her.. ” you whispered back, tears flowing in your cheeks without no sound of sobbing. your body was numb, you are sure of it.

“ i will take care of it. ”

you walked quickly into the bathroom, a room you got to know as a safe place, locking yourself in.

you heard a sigh on the other side of the door, a soft knock made you start sobbing, your eyes hurted from how much you've cried since you met him.

“ baby, listen. i know i lied b-but i-. ” he scoffed, probably running his fingers through his hair. “ i couldn't leave just like that, i'm not that type of man. i needed to give her an explanation. ”

you listened with tears in your eyes, hand in your mouth so elvis couldn't hear the way your whole sadness washed away at once.

“ she cried, yes, but it would've been worse if she sued me- you! about anything. can you imagine? ”

you just shook your head, sitting in the toilet with a chilling wind passing through your body, ignoring how he so blatantly tried to make priscilla the villain of the fairytale he wanted to live with you.

“ please, darling, come out. ” a few sobs were heard. “ let me fix this. ”

you opened your door, your eyes quite red from all the crying you did.

“ you will never fix this. you never fix anything. ” you were tired of ignoring what he always did, the way he said he was going to take care of it and then just ignore the problem. “ i don't even want to be here, i want to go with my family back home, i want to go back and just forget that i ever met you. ” you pushed him aside, moving to the drawers that contained your clothes.

“ baby, stop. ”

“ 'm not your baby. ” you talked back, your hand moving to grab a dress.

when suddenly, your arm was yanked back, your chest colliding with his figure, your eyes widening as you took in how angry he looked.

“ you are my baby. ” that tone that scared you to death could be heard in his voice. but you were too angry to see it.

“ i'm. not. ” you tried to walk out but elvis tightened his grip.

“ d'you want me to make your ol' folks life a miserable hell? ” he threatened.

he used that old play move.

he said that to you when after the special he still wanted for you to move to Graceland.

he said that to you when you tried to call your daddy for him to help you out.

he said that to you after you met priscilla and tried to leave him.

and he said that to you now.

“ do you want that? you want to see your daddy begging on the streets? your momma crying to sleep in a cardboard box? ”

your tears started flowing again.

“ remember. it's because of me that your folks have some goddamn money in their names. i'm the reason why your folks have respect and are not being shamed in the street because of what your momma did. ”

you closed your eyes, believing you were still stuck in a nightmare.

when your 'relationship' with elvis became public, everyone went to your parents house. some girls trying to see if elvis was there, some boys trying to catch some glimpses of you and everyone else trying to see if there was something about the both of you that the press could give them money for.

your mother went hysterical, opening up the door and threatening everyone if they didn't left her home. everyone was scared, seeing your dad's shotgun in the middle of the living room.

it got to the newspaper, you, worried as hell, left yourself vulnerable to elvis manipulation.

telling you he would take care of it and, sadly for the future you, he did.

he paid the press a lot of money to say that it was fake news, that your mother was not crazy and that you weren't home. that you were with elvis traveling with him and that the y/l/n house must be free of stalkers and crazy fans.

“ if i was you, ” elvis continued. “ i would be grateful. and the way that i want you to be grateful is for you to be with me. to stick with me. ” his grasp in your arm was non existent in that moment but you didn't noticed, too focused in how he sweet talked his way to you again.

“ 'm not even asking for money. y'know how many people would've taken advantage of you in that moment? they could've asked you for your house, your car- everything you own! ” he moved his hands as he exclaimed. “ but not me, baby. because i love you. ” he softly said.

you were trapped.

but you decided to stay put. for your parents' sake, at least.

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after last night you couldn't risk anything, the way that elvis wins everytime is astounding.

you couldn't remember a single time that one of those fights ended with you winning.

now dressing up in some clothes elvis bought you, you could feel your body about to collapse. it was exhausting living with him and fighting everytime you didn't do something he wanted.

you entered the bathroom, leaving the door opened, searching for your lip gloss when a bottle full of pills caught your attention. grabbing it with your manicured hand, you read the paper on it.

' for exhaustion, take two of these. '

you raised your eyebrows, probably elvis' doctor gave him these.

you looked at the door, trying to hear if someone was coming near you before opening the bottle and taking three pills out — one more, just in case as you reached for a cup to fill it water, you started to convince yourself this was good.

just this time. you were tired and you needed it.

drinking the water after putting the pills in your mouth, you swallowed. closing your eyes as the bitter taste of the pills stayed in your tongue for a bit.

“ mrs y/l/n? ” you turned your head to the side while opening your eyes, nodding to some bodyguard elvis hired for you that was standing in the middle of the room; he was probably worried you ran away or something like that.

you just nodded, letting him escort you to the stage room.

they took you to the exact seat the colonel showed you and elvis before but when you sat, you realized you couldn't see almost anything. the people in front of you blocked your sight. the colonel was smart for this.

he told you days ago that you distract elvis, he no longer made eye contact with his fans, he only looked at you. he got close only in the area you were standing in. and that made some fans feel jealous, that in the colonel's book is a lose money situation.

you just sighed and asked for a drink, your pink purse that matched your outfit in the seat next to you while some memphis mafia person sat opposite to you; giving you an apologetic look which you just smiled kindly.

the show went on, with you asking for some soda and food before the bodyguard in charge of your security asked you to accompany him backstage. probably because elvis was about to finish.

as you arrived backstage you saw elvis in the same position in which he said goodbye to the audience but instead of the smile he always has performing, a frown was in his face while he was breathing heavily. he was angry.

some musicians kept saying his praises to him, some of them clapping before leaving only you, some members of the memphis mafia, elvis and the colonel.

“ jerry, take them. ” elvis said, pointing at the rest of the people who weren't you and the colonel. and in the moment where they left, elvis stood up, throwing his towel at the colonel.

“ I COULDN'T SEE HER! ” he screamed with all he had, still breathing heavily from the performance.

the colonel just kept quiet.

“ i couldn't see her. ” his fists were closed. “ and you know that makes me feel like the performance is no good. ”

“ it was good! i think she saw a lot of- ”

“ i don't give a damn what you think. ”

elvis turned around, meeting your eyes, his expression softening.

“ baby, could you see a thing? ”

now you were in a debate.

lie to elvis and say you saw all the show, making the colonel happy that you stood by his side and that would stop him from making you his target... or say the truth and see how elvis tears the colonel down.

“ no. ” you said. “ i couldn't see anything. you can ask jerry. ”

the colonel expression shifted, he was no longer confident and elvis anger was now something you could feel.

he turned to the colonel again.

“ you're fired. ” he grabbed a microphone stand from the stage and threw it to the colonel, barely missing him, making you and colonel parker scared.

“ YOU'RE FIRED, YOU SON OF A BITCH. DON'T EVER COME NEAR HER EVER AGAIN. ”

elvis screamed, now ignoring the colonel pleas to listen to his side, now walking to you; his grasp surprisingly soft when he grabbed your hand.

“ come on, darling. ” and the both of you left the stage.

while walking to the suite you both stayed in, elvis just kept apologizing as if you not seeing the show could kill you.

you could just think in how you chose to tell the truth just because you wanted to see how elvis treated the colonel. just cruel-.

“ will you ever forgive me? ”

“ elvis, it's fine, really. next time you perform i'll see it. ”

“ of course you'll see it, i'll be the one to give you the next seat. ”

he just entered the room, starting to take off his suit, which meant that the conversation was over. you took your cue and started undressing as well to get ready for the night.

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elvis was in the process to ending the contract with the colonel, hiring this good lawyer steve binder recommended, threatening to make public the way he made him work countless times and how he took half of his money. the colonel was smart enough to not fight so much about it.

steve binder started working for him, with some other people that elvis trusted, now guaranteeing elvis a good way to keep his career safe.

he had to make a final show in the international hotel, just because of his fans.

you were now sitting in the seat the colonel and the manager of the hotel were sitting just a few days ago, smiling unconsciously at elvis performing. he had a place in some part of your heart, you sadly recognized.

when he was about to wrap up he suddenly asked for the crowd to keep quiet, everyone obeying.

“ thank you, thank you. ” he said between breaths, a hand in his hip while the other one was holding the microphone. “ i just wanted to- i have a surprise. ”

everyone cheered at that, you frowned; looking at jerry who just smiled.

“ so, as i said before, my beautiful girl is here. ” he pointed at where you sat, the same anxious feeling returning to your body which you covered with a 'shy' smile hearing how some people clapped while others whistled. elvis chuckled. “ yeah, a beauty, am i right? ”

you mouthed a thank you, blowing a kiss which he caught with his fist, a smile decorating his features, keeping his fist close to his heart. he loved how tame you were.

suddenly he jumped out of the stage, people gasping around you as he got closer to where you were.

“ darling, i've been wanting to ask you this for a long time. ”

you frowned for a few seconds, tilting your head to the side.

elvis just smiled wider, kneeling in one knee. “ will you marry me? ” you gasped, standing up, and the crowd too, both of you surprised at how he asked it.

you didn't expected this. what the fuck is going on.

“ elvis... ” you whispered, your hands started shaking, hoping for earth to swallow you whole.

chants of 'say yes!' were invading your ears, suddenly feeling everything so close that it made you breath heavily as if yourself did a performance.

“ give 'em what they want. ”

this man had the impudence to say that close to the microphone, making everyone cheer. when you and him knew this was what he wanted.

“ please... don't make me do this. ” you said back, closing your eyes for a few seconds, trying not to cry so people didn't got the wrong impression — you crying would be because you hated this not because you loved it.

elvis just smiled.

as if it was a movie, your life flashed right in front of your eyes.

how you went to school with the hopes of being the better worker at your dream job.

how you started working as a waitress to keep your family out of poverty.

how you befriended the girl who took you to his show.

how you were one of the many people who were hypnotized by elvis presley.

how you smiled and encouraged him at his obsessive ways to get you.

how you obeyed what he ordered you to do because of fear.

and now this.

“ y-yes. ” you shakily said into the mic he shoved in your face.

what happened after was a blur.

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