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tyongxnct · 3 years

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𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 - 𝑀𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝐿𝑒𝑒

pairing: Mark Lee x reader

special guest: Jaehyun, Johnny, Yuta, Jungwoo, Taeyong, Doyoung, mention of Haechan

summary: Years ago, you were deeply in love with Mark Lee. He’s your first love and you thought he’d be the last. After finding out why he really dated you, he broke up with you and vanished. You were devastated and heartbroken. Now you were at the airport as the maid of honor of your best friend Aera, her wedding’s in Greece and you were flying three days earlier with her, her fiancé Jaehyun and his best man. Little did you know that Mark Lee was Jaehyun’s best man. Feelings you thought you had buried deep inside bloomed again.

song: back to you - Selena Gomez

genre: exes-to-lovers!au, angst, smut, fluff

warnings: smut, alcohol consumption, swearing

word count: 11.7k

A/N: I’m finally done. This is the last fic of my series and I can’t believe that i’m done with this series. This series means so much to me, not only because I love Selena Gomez, but also because of the meaning behind evey story. Thank you for all of your support, thank you for every comment, like, reblog, ask and follow. This is just the beginning. Also thank you for requesting that you want to read a second part to some of my stories, I’ll try to write them in the upcoming month, march. I hope you enjoy. Thanx

taglist: @alex-chann, @aesthetichrj @bvbyxuxi

Took you like a shot Thought that I could chase you with a cold evening Let a couple years water down how I'm feeling about you And every time we talk Every single word builds up to this moment And I gotta convince myself I don't want it even though I do

“I have BIG news!” Aera squealed as soon as you opened the door for her. She hugged you tightly and started jumping, you jumped with her even though you had no idea why.

“Why are we jumping around?”

“Greece! I’m getting married in Greece!” she yelled happily, “You know that it’s my dream to get married in Greece and my amazing soon-to-be-husband surprised me with it! Oh god, I can’t believe I’m marrying Jaehyun in fucking GREECE!”

“Holy shit that’s great! But can we stop jumping I might puke.”

You sat down on your couch with Aera, “We need to start planning, the wedding is in 3 weeks. I’ve sent the invitations right before I came here. We booked a hotel with the best view ever and my wonderful maid of honor aka you are flying with me and Jaehyun a two days earlier, you know, to get stuff done and the others come one day before the wedding, your man too, by the way. I can’t wait for my bachelorette party- but remember, I promised Jaehyun no strippers.” Her eyes sparkled as she talked about her wedding and you started thinking about your own future.

Were you ever going to get married? You want to get married, you really do. But what if you never get the chance to? Your boyfriend hated to talk about commitment and marriage, he said living together and dating was enough, but you never felt the same way. You wanted to get married, you want a ring on your finger, and you wanted to call him your husband, not your boyfriend.

Aera left after a while and you were alone, until you heard the door open with a sigh. “I’m home.”

His voice, no, his existence alone triggered you and without knowing you plugged in your earphones. “I said I’m home Y/n. There she fucking goes again, god I’m not going to deal with you tonight.” And without saying anything after that, he left again. Minho, your boyfriend of two and half years, always left you alone. He never bothered to talk to you about the problems in your relationship and after trying and trying, you were sick of it.

Dating him was almost torture but breaking up with him was also difficult. You were so scared of being alone, of not being loved.

Almost three weeks later, you found yourself at the airport with Jaehyun and Aera. Jaehyun looked at his watch every two minutes and he looked really nervous too. “Where the fuck is he?” he mumbled and Aera kicked his leg. “Ouch?” he hissed in pain. “Sorry baby didn’t mean to kick you that hard.”

“What is going on here? Who are we waiting for?” you asked confused. “You didn’t tell her?” Jaehyun asked his fiancée. Aera shook her head.

“W-Well about that- uhm, there’s one thing I have to tell you, but don’t get too mad,” Aera looked at you nervously, “you, uhm… you remember Mark Lee, right? Please forgive me for not telling you, but- fuck, he’s Jaehyun’s best man. He’s coming with us.” Aera closed her eyes, scared of your reaction.

“You are joking right?” your heart pounded against your chest.

“N-No, I really didn’t know that you didn’t know- a-and you know, Mark’s my oldest friend and yeah, and uhm, fuck he’s coming act natural.” Jaehyun looked at his phone and laughed, even though his screen was dark and Aera laughed with him.

“How the fuck am I supposed to act natural?!” you almost yelled bus as soon as you heard Mark’s little hi, your heart stopped beating.

It’s been almost three years since you heard his voice. Every memory played in your mind like a sad movie, the second he asked you to be his girlfriend to the end of your relationship with him, the moment he broke your heart almost made you cry again, but Aera stepped on your foot and you came back to reality.

“Hi.” You said coldly, his last word replaying in your head over and over again.

Aera and Jaehyun watched you and Mark awkwardly and Mark couldn’t find any words to say, except for, “H-hi.”

“Sooo, now that everyone’s here,” Jaehyun handed you your tickets. “Thanks.” Mark mumbled.

You were about to go on board, you didn’t say a word since Mark came and he was busy talking to Aera and Jaehyun. “Y/n, we’ll see you guys when we land alright?”

“What do you mean?” you asked confused, “We sit together? Right?”

“W-Well about that- we are flying first class, we wanted to spoil ourselves a little- please don’t get angry I’m sorry I am so sorry.” Aera whispered and you felt like you could explode any second like a volcano.

“Y-You mean… you’re telling me I have to sit with him for the next couple hours?! All alone?!” you tried to whisper but it was loud enough for Jaehyun and Mark to hear.

“shh! Just, I don’t know, sleep, or watch a movie or maybe just talk to him like a grown up, please do it for me?” she pouted.

“I’m gonna be wasted when we arrive in Greece.” You couldn’t be angry at her. “As long as you don’t kill him.”

Jaehyun and Aera entered the plane first and left you and Mark alone. “So, how have you been?”

The audacity.

“Good.” You mumbled. How long until you could enter that fucking plane?

“Me too, well, I’d say ok-“

“Look, Mark. I’m doing this for our friends, okay? I’m not interested in your life. I don’t want to talk to you unless it’s about the wedding. Did I make myself clear?” maybe you were mean and bitchy, but after everything he had done to you, you didn’t care.

He just nodded and looked down to his feet.

Half an hour later, you were seated on the plane right next to Mark. It’s not your first time flying, but it was Mark’s first time, and he was fucking scared.

“This is captain Lee Taeyong speaking, I’m your pilot for our flight to Mykonos, Greece. My co-pilot for today is Kim Doyoung. Please enjoy your flight.”

After the announcement and the instructions, you were ready to go.

The plane started moving and you could feel Mark tensing up next to you. His grip on the hand rest tightened and his knuckles turned white.

You tried so hard to ignore him, but you couldn’t. You should laugh at him, take pictures of his suffering- but you held his hand and assured it him that it’ll be over.

Mark looked at you and then back at your hands. Your thumb slowly stroked his hand and he stopped thinking about the plane and he could only think about your hand holding his.

You held his hand until you saw the flight attendant walk around.

Mark thanked you but you ignored him.

“Hello, would you like to have some water or coffee?” the flight attendant asked you and Mark.

“Just a water please.” Mark said.

“Do you have something stronger? Wine? Or champagne?”

“Sure ma’am.”

“Alright I’d like to have some champagne.” You smiled and she nodded.

Mark looked at you, eyes a little wide.

Four glasses later, you were a little tipsy.

“I think you had enough-“ Mark tried to stop you from ordering another glass.

“You don’t know anything about me!” you protested.

“Y/n, get some sleep come on-“

“Mind your own business.” You plugged in your Airpods and ignored him. You didn’t want him to interact with you and If you have to stop drinking for him to shut up, you sadly had to.

You closed your eyes and leaned back. You didn’t notice Mark’s eyes on you, watching your pretty features as your chest raised with every breath you took.

Shortly after, you fell asleep.

You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true

Three years ago

“It was a game. I won and now it’s over.” Mark said coldly as he looked away.

“What do you mean a game? And what is over? Mark, babe, I don’t understand.” Maybe you knew, maybe you tried to hide the fact that you saw it coming. Your relationship was too good to be true.

“I told my friends that I could fuck you within a year, and I did. We’ve been dating for ten months. I won. I can’t believe I waited ten months to fuck you.” He said casually.

“What?”

“Are you deaf? I fucked you and I got a lot of cash in exchange. Now we’re over. As simple as that.”

“You’re joking? Right? You love me, Mark. We love each other. It’s not funny.” Your voice broke.

“I’m not fucking joking,” he showed you the money he got, “Now, please get the fuck out of my apartment. Oh, and take your toothbrush with you.”

You were crying and that annoyed him. “Why are you fucking crying?!”

“M-Mark please don’t do this- I love you. I have never loved anyone like I love you. P-Please tell me you’re lying.” You sobbed.

“You know what, I’m leaving. Leave before I come back.”

Mark didn’t want to leave, but watching you cry and sob hurt him, he would never admit that to you but deep down, he felt something for you. Mark thought ending things with you was better than walking on eggshells. It was a matter of time until you would find out. He didn’t want to risk you finding out from someone else. The least he could do was tell you, face to face.

You loved him, you really loved him so much. He was a perfect boyfriend. There was not a single day you doubt him or your relationship. It hurt, you first ever heartbreak and you didn’t know how to handle the pain.

I wanna hold you when I'm not supposed to When I'm lying close to someone else You're stuck in my head and I can't get you out of it If I could do it all again I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you

After your breakup with Mark, you felt your life slowly falling apart. You were barely present in class and you stopped interacting with your friends. You drowned in self-pity and you fell deeper and deeper. Only Aera was there for you. After so many years of friendship, she always got your back.

“Is the pain ever going to stop?” you asked her between sobs.

“Honey, it’ll take a while, but I promise you, it’ll stop.”

Aera and Jaehyun were dating since first year of college and he told you that he had no idea about his oldest friend’s plan. Jaehyun was happy to see his friend happy- because was happy whenever he was with you. You went on double dates and spent so much time together, Jaehyun really thought that you and Mark were going to end up together.

“I swear I didn’t know. His other friends- that Haechan guy and the others were with him. He never told me because he know that we’re friends.”

“It’s okay, Jae. You’re not as childish as they’re. Don’t worry about it. I’m fine.”

And Jaehyun and Aera never left your side until college was over. During your time thinking about life and finishing college, you met Minho, your current boyfriend. You started dating and you thought he’d help you get over Mark, but he only made you feel worse.

He was a fuckboy, he fucked anyone with tits, and even though you knew it, you still agreed to date him.

Multiple fights and breakups followed, and you always end up at Aera’s or Minho would leave for a couple days.

Whenever you were lonely, and it was the case most of time, you thought about Mark. You missed him, his lips, his touches, the way he laughed and his silly jokes. You missed the way he said I love you and how warm and loved you felt with him.

No matter how hard Mark hurt you, you didn’t regret falling in love with him. You’d do it again and again.

We never got it right Playing and replaying old conversations Overthinking every word and I hate it 'Cause it's not me And what's the point in hiding Everybody knows we got unfinished business And I'll regret it if I didn't say this isn't what it could be

Two days until the wedding

Mark shook you softly and tried to wake you up. “Hey, Y/n. We’re here. Wake up.”

“Just a little longer Markie.” You mumbled in your sleep as you held his hand. When you landed, Mark got scared again and just held your hand without asking you. You were asleep after all.

Mark’s heart was about to explode. He blushed at the nickname. You used to call him Markie every time you were sleepy or acting like a baby to get his attention.

And every fucking time he fell for it and his heart softened. “Okay baby.” This time Mark stroked your hand with his thumb.

About three minutes later, the flight attendant came to wake her. “Sir, ma’am. You need to leave the plane. We landed almost ten minutes ago.”

You slowly woke up and stretched your arms. “What? Oh, sorry.” You stood up, a little too fast. Everything was spinning, Mark held your waist and you fell on his lap.

“Are you sure we landed? Everything’s spinning around.” You held your head, not noticing that you were on Mark’s lap. “Y/n, uhm, could you stand up? But do it slowly this time!” he still held your waist. “What? Oh, shit, sorry.” You stood up, a little slower this time.

“Y/n! Mark! What took you so long? What the hell?” Aera looked strictly but as she saw Mark’s arm around your waist she softened. “S-she’s a little tipsy.” Mark said, cheeks red.

“Of course, she is.”

“Am not! Oh my god, the weather is so good!” your eyes were slightly open but as soon as you saw the sea and the beautiful architecture your smiled brightly. You pushed Mark’s arm off and started unbuttoning your shirt.

Mark’s eyes widened, and Jaehyun turned around, he didn’t want to watch you take off your clothes. Aera’s mouth fell open and Mark kept on watching you. Your tank top under your shirt rose a little and Mark’s eyes travelled to your soft skin. You put your shirt in your handbag and took out your sunglasses.

Mark’s eyes never left your body, his eyes going up to your breasts. He needs to get away from you or he’ll lose his mind.

“You can turn back baby, she’s wearing something underneath.”

“J-Jaehyun maybe we should… you know.” Mark locked eyes with Jaehyun.

“What you mean Mark?” Jaehyun asked cluelessly.

“A car, you know, for the hotel.”

“Oh yeah right. Ladies, don’t move away, we’ll go rent a car.” Jaehyun kissed Aera and then they left.

“I’m going to kill him.” You breathed out after Mark left. “You won’t.” Aera posed next to you as you took selfies together. “I will. I hate him. He acts like nothing happened, like, like he never broke my heart. As if we’re old friends or shit like that.”

“He acts totally shy around you. I think you intimidate him. Did you see how he watched you when you took off your shirt? That idiot was and is so into you.” Aera always thought that Mark loved you, no matter what he did. You don’t date someone for months just for 50 bucks. “He’s a man. As soon as they see tits, they’re on their knees.” You laughed.

“Well, maybe you should let him kneel for you a little longer. I guess he’s into that.” She giggled.

“I can’t believe that you just said that.” You closed your eyes. “Well, Jaehyun’s into that.”

“Jaehyun’s into what?” Jaehyun asked as he heard his name. “Into me of course.”

“That’s why I’m marrying you.” He pulled her in for a kiss- a very steamy and hot kiss. “Hello? Keep it PG-13 please.” You looked at them with disgust in your eyes. Mark awkwardly coughed next to you. “The car is ready.”

You were in the backseat with Mark, he was a little close for your liking. “Your leg is touching mine.” You said. “And?” he asked.

“I don’t like it.”

“Sounds like a you problem.” He said back. “Excuse me?” you said in disbelief.

Jaehyun and Aera locked eyes for a second.

Aera turned the radio louder and it was your song.

“Y/n! Isn’t that your favorite song?!” she yelled through the music. Mark glanced at you. He remembered the song. You had your first kiss with Mark, and that song was playing in the background. You were in his car, just like right now, in the backseat.

“No. It’s not.” You said as you looked out.

“What? But it’s in your Spotify playlist. What was it called? Fav songs? Best songs? His songs? My songs?” she kept on asking and you couldn’t take it anymore. “’Our songs’ but I deleted that because that playlist was stupid. Now, please. Change that songs.”

Mark smiled to himself. You still had the playlist called our songs? Mark and you created that playlist when you were dating and you always listened to it, over thousand times and it never got boring.

“Fine.” She sighed. “No! Don’t change that song. I-it is my favorite song.” Mark said and you looked at him with furrowed brows.

“Okay.”

“Change it.” You demanded.

“Don’t.” Mark was looking at you too. “Aera, change the song.” You said through gritted teeth.

“Aera I’ll jump out of the car If you change it.” Mark threatened.

“He won, Y/n, sorry. He threatened with his life.”

You didn’t say anything because the song changed. You looked back to your phone, ignoring Mark.

“We’re here.” Jaehyun parked the car and you mouth fell open. The hotel looked stunning. “Holy shit. This place is fucking gorgeous.” Aera said happily. “Only the best for my fiancée.” Jaehyun was fucking cheesy but Aera loved it.

The hotel was not exactly like a hotel. It was more like little white house’s next to each other with a pool and a perfect view. The house was bigger than you thought, many guest rooms, a big room for the couple and a very big room for you and Mark, at the end of the hallway, far away from Jaehyun and Aera’s room.

“If you excuse us for a while, we have things to discuss in our room,” Jaehyun said as he winked at Aera. “But we’ll get dinner together. Don’t go too far, stay in your rooms or go swimming we don’t really care just leave us alone for an hour-“ Aera kicked his leg again. “or three.”

After unpacking your stuff, you decided to go to the pool. You changed to your black two-piece swimsuit and left your room and at the same time Mark opened his door and left his room. He was in his swim trunks and he stopped his movements as soon as he saw you leaving your room.

Mark tried to hide his gaze on your body, but he was quite obvious. “Stop staring.”

“I-I’m not staring.” He looked away.

“Sure.” You made your way outside, to the pool. It was extremely hot, you put your towel on the beach chair next to the pool and sat down, ready to put on some sunscreen. Mark entered the porch and looked at you. You put sunscreen on your legs and didn’t break the eye contact.

You wanted to tease him, provoke him so you put on a show. You slowly pulled the straps of your swimsuit down and slowly put the sunscreen on your neck and shoulders until you reached the upper part of your breasts. You didn’t need to look at Mark, you felt his eyes on your as he put his stuff down next to you.

“Mark?”

“Y-Yes?” he stuttered, his focus on your breasts.

“Could you help me? I can’t reach my back.” You said innocently.

Mark gulped, “Y-yeah I can, uhm, I can do that for you.”

Mark wasn’t the only one watching. You watched him too. You watched him take off his shirt and you couldn’t look away. He looked hot, hotter than before. Did he start working out? He caught you watching him and smirked at you. You threw the sunscreen to him and turned around. You untied the bikini bra but held it against your breasts.

He squeezed a little on his hand and slowly put it on your lower back, slowly massaging it into your skin. You didn’t know If his hands were cold or If the sunscreen was cold, but after he touched you, your entire body shivered. You got goosebumps, you even felt your nipples harden.

“Yes Mark, just like that.” You teased him again.

“Feels good?”

“Mhm…” you moaned.

His face was close to yours, you could feel his breathe against your neck. His hands slowly travelled down, slightly about your ass. “Hands up, Mark.” You pushed his hands up again, you wouldn’t let him touch your ass.

You leaned back, your head was resting on Mark’s shoulder. You were sitting between his legs and you grabbed his thigh after he put a little bit pressure on your back. You weren’t going to lie- it really felt good. Your muscles relaxed, you closed your eyes and just let him touch you.

“You want me to go harder?” he whispered in your ear. “Yes, please go harder on me.” And he did. You squeezed his thigh, your hand travelled higher and higher, “Fuck.” He mumbled under his breath and when you stopped, you moved forwards. “That’s enough.”

You tied your bikini bra back up and turned to him. He quickly tried to hide his bulge with a towel. “Are you perhaps turned-on Mark?” you mocked him.

“Your nipples are hard. I guess you are turned-on.”

He was right. You were turned on and your nipples were hard. “No, I’m not. Why would that turn me on? My nipples are hard b-because it’s cold. And stop looking you pervert!” you crossed your arms in front of you and made your way to the pool.

“Cold my ass.” He mumbled.

You slowly entered the pool, step by step. The temperature was good, you hoped your nipples would calm down. You watched Mark enter the pool, he was on the other side looking at you.

“This is my side and that is yours. Stay on your side and don’t bother me.” You told him strictly. Mark nodded and watched you. You just stared at each other and then Mark dove into the water. He swam towards you and when he got out, he was right in front of you, face, and hair wet. Chest rising and falling, eyes on you. Mark was really close, like, really close. You could feel the bulge against your thigh.

“What are you doing?” you asked.

“Swimming.” He caged you in his arms and pushed your body softly against the wall. He looked at you and the beautiful view of Greece and the ocean he had.

“Swim on your side of the pool.” He was annoying you so much.

“I have a better view from here.” Mark said as he looked you in the eyes. “Fine, you can stay here-“

“Don’t go.” He whispered. “Why? I’m blocking your view.”

“You are the view.”

You didn’t say anything back- you couldn’t. Your heart was beating against your chest, breathing got difficult and you couldn’t calm down. He was so close, you were about to lose your mind.

Mark wasn’t doing any better. You looked ethereal. You looked as beautiful as the first time he had met you. You were even prettier and the way you were so cold to him was kind of hot. Mark thought that his feelings for you died but seeing you after such a long time only made him realize, that his feelings for you got even stronger.

He always asked Jaehyun about you, but Jaehyun punched him and told him to fuck off because he had hurt his girlfriends’ best friend and his own friend, too. In Jaehyun’s eyes, Mark was a great friend, and he would trust him with his life, but after what he had done to you, Mark lost the right to know about your life. Still, Mark tried to find out If you were feeling any better after the breakup. If you were happy without him in your life, but he always failed and reaching out to you would be the worst thing he could do to you.

Mark’s hands were on your waist. He pushed his body against yours and he knew how nervous you were, but two can play this game.

Your hand was on his toned stomach, caressing it softly and then going down. You never broke eye contact and when your hand landed on his crotch, softly squeezing his bulge, he let out a moan. You were bold, you kept on playing with his bulge and Mark’s lips were attacking your neck. He placed soft kisses and started sucking.

“Fuck, Y/n. It feels so good. Please don’t stop.” He moaned as he squeezed your waist slightly. Before you could realize what exactly was happening, your phone rang.

“Ignore it.” Mark mumbled, his lips leaving your skin for a second.

“Mark- no.”

“Please… I’m so close.” He kissed your neck up to your jaw. You wanted to keep doing whatever the fuck you were doing with fucking Mark Lee, but your phone never stopped ringing. “You’re close?”

“Yes baby, so close.”

And you stopped your hand movements immediately. “W-What no please-“ he begged but you pushed him away. “You’re a big boy, right? You don’t need me.” You stepped out of the pool and wrapped the towel around yourself. Mark was painfully hard, and he was about to cum.

You took your phone and looked at the messages you just got. Minho texted you and you realized that you just gave Mark a handjob, even though he didn’t cum, and you totally forgot about Minho’s existence. Not that Minho always had you on his mind.

“You have got to be kidding me.” You said.

Mark looked at you curiously.

You called Minho immediately, not caring If you lost so much money since you called someone abroad.

“What the fuck does that mean?!” you asked angrily.

“I’m busy- I can’t attend the wedding.”

“Busy my ass, fuck you. This is my best friend’s wedding, the least you could do is to come to the wedding and stay next to your fucking girlfriend.” You were so angry, you didn’t care about anything.

Mark didn’t want to listen to your private conversation- and he had to jerk off- but after hearing the word girlfriend, he stopped in his tracks and listened.

“I have so much work and it’s just a wedding- I’ll make it up to you.” Minho said but you were distracted by the voices and music. “A-Are you at the club? You promised you’d never do that again?!”

“I’m with some colleagues-“ he lied.

“It’s fine. I don’t have time for this right now.” You hung up without listening to him any further. You were exhausted, so fucking exhausted. You turned to your left and saw Mark watching you. “Who was that?” he asked.

“None of your business.” You were cold to him again. Mark was about to say something, but you left without giving him the chance.

The only thing on your mind right now was Mark’s lips on your body. You took a hot shower and changed into a pretty sundress, perfect for the hot weather.

Mark was under the shower, after he jerked off, you still didn’t leave his mind. All he could think about was you and the person to whom you were talking.

After an hour, Aera told you to get ready- you were all going out for dinner. You all got ready and left the house. You were in the backseat with Mark again, not exchanging a word with the three, you were in your own world.

When you felt Mark’s hand on your thigh you turned your head to him. “Huh?”

“Burgers? What do you say?” he asked softly and pulled his hand back. “Sure.” You just wanted to drink, you didn’t care about food.

Jaehyun parked next to a restaurant and when you entered, you were all shocked. It was a beautiful restaurant with a terrace and a pretty view. Aera was next to you, Jaehyun across from her and Mark right across from you.

It felt like back then when you were going on actual double dates. “I think I have a déjà vu?” Jaehyun laughed awkwardly. “Ouch!” Mark yelped. “Sorry Mark, I wanted to kick Jaehyun.” Aera said. “Why would you want to kick me?” he asked his girlfriend. “Babe, shut up.” It was so awkward.

Mark looked at you, he knew exactly what Jaehyun was talking about. “Do you guys remember when the waiter pushed Jaehyun’s head into the cake?” Mark laughed at the memory the four of your shared. You didn’t say anything, but the others laughed. “Oh my god that was hilarious. He tasted so delicious.” Aera winked at him. “Okay, well, uhm, I wasn’t talking about that.” Mark scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

“My baby likes it when her fiancée tastes like strawberries.” Jaehyun smirked at Aera.

“This is absolutely not something we want to hear, Jesus.” Mark said disgusted.

After finishing dinner, you walked on the beach together. “Hey, babe, what’s on your mind?” Aera pulled you back to talk to you. She knew something was up.

“I just- Minho isn’t coming and I’m not sad about it. Why am I not sad about it?” you asked her. “Thanks god- I mean, I think your brain started working finally. Do you even see a future with him?” she asked you. “No, I don’t b-but I’ll never have future with anyone- I guess I’m just not worth-“

“If you dare to finish that sentence, I’ll push you into the water.” Aera threatened you. “Listen, I know when you are happy, and there was not a single time you were happy in that relationship, not like you were with that dumbass-“ she pointed at Mark, “The last time I saw you truly happy was with him, and I’m not saying go get Mark, I’m saying that Minho isn’t worth it. You are too good for him and there’s someone who loves you so much and who deserved your love and attention. Not that looser.”

And your eyes never left Mark’s back.

Something inside you switched, you don’t need a man next to you to be happy, well definitely not a man like Minho- he wasn’t even a man. After all the tears and fights you finally opened your eyes, and you knew that you deserve better.

“Fuck this shit I’m breaking up with that piece of shit.” And you really did. Aera held your hand as you dialed his number and called him.

“Y/n? It’s fucking 4 am.” Minho said. “Babe-“ you heard in the background, but you didn’t fucking care.

“You know what, I don’t even fucking care. Do whatever you want- thanks god you aren’t coming. I don’t have to make memories with an asshole like you. Go back to your slut. I’ll get my stuff when I’m back. I’m done with you” And you hung up.

You felt better than ever before.

You didn’t feel like crying- you were happy, you wanted to make great memories with your best friend and after so many years, you finally broke up with Minho. You felt free and when you looked to your left, to the stunning view you had, you just smiled.

“I’m so proud of you. You know, there are a couple single friends of Jaehyun coming to the wedding, maybe you’ll get some dick.” She wiggled her eyebrows. “Jaehyun’s friends? Are we really sure about that?” you joked, looking at Mark again.

“You are right.”

Meanwhile, Mark and Jaehyun were talking about you.

“Dude, she was talking about someone not attending the wedding and like, she said girlfriend or something, I don’t know- is she… is Y/n dating someone?” Mark asked, he was scared of the answer. He had hope to get you back, but when you were someone else’s, he couldn’t do anything.

“Yeah, Minho. Such a piece of shit, like, he’s worse than you-“

“Hey!”

“Sorry, but like, what you did was an asshole move but he’s like constantly an asshole, I think that’s worse than being a dick just once. He cheats and yells and is so fucking disrespectful, if it weren’t for Y/n I’d kill him and I can’t believe that he’s coming to my wedding, god.”

Mark was shocked, you’re really dating someone like him?

“Why isn’t she leaving him?” he asked Jaehyun. “I don’t really know, they started dating right after you left, maybe she tried to move on with him.”

Mark knew he had hurt you really bad, but you tried to move on that soon? Why did you touch him like that when you have a boyfriend? Why did you let him kiss your neck and be so close?

“Let’s go to the club!” you yelled happily, and Mark turned to you. “Club?” he asked.

“Yes, the fucking club, I want to get wasted!” you sang happily.

And the next stop was a club. After a couple shots (Jaehyun didn’t drink anything except for water, he’s the driver), you and Aera danced on the dancefloor happily together. You felt so alive and excited, you jumped around and Mark couldn’t keep his eyes away from you.

The way your dress slightly rose and exposed your beautiful legs. He hoped nobody else was looking at you like he did.

“You’re staring.” Jaehyun said.

“Am not.”

“You’re so fucking obvious, it physically hurts me to see you like this.” Jaehyun patted Mark’s back.

“Do you think she still hates me?” Mark asked. “Well, I would.”

“That’s not helpful.” Mark gulped down another shot. “Alright, I’m sorry. She’s like, pissed, but I don’t think she hates you.”

“Baby! Dance with me!” Aera pulled Jaehyun to the dance floor and he didn’t resist. He had to show everyone that Aera was his girl, his fiancée. Dancing slowly turned into a make out session and not even five minutes later, they left the dancefloor and entered the restroom.

After dancing for so long, you returned back to your table. “What are you doing here all alone?” you asked Mark.

“Drinking.” He drank shot after shot. “Share with me.” You sat down next to him, really close. Your thighs touching and his gaze on your legs made you smirk.

“Let’s play a game. We’ll ask questions and If we don’t want to answer, we take a shot. Okay?”

You nodded, that could get really interesting. You ordered a whole vodka bottle and started the game.

“Ladies first.”

“What a gentleman. Well, okay, I got a question. Did you get to cum today?” you asked boldly. “I did.” He smirked at you.

“Okay, uhm, were you turned on?”

You took a shot, yes you were so turned on, but you wouldn’t say that out loud.

Mark looked you in the eyes, “Do I look hot?”

“So fucking hot.” Mark said without thinking.

“Do you want me to touch you?” he asked now, you took a shot, which was a pretty obvious answer to him. He put his hand on your thigh. He squeezed slightly. “I never said yes.” You said. “You also never said no. Do you want me to stop touching you?”

“It’s not your turn.” Which meant that you didn’t want him to stop touching you.

After a couple shots, Mark finally asked you the question he was dying to ask.

“Did you miss me?” his face was serious, and he looked you the deep in the eyes. Whenever Mark asked you a question to which you couldn’t say no, you took a shot, just like you did at this question. Mark knew that you had missed him.

“I missed you. So much.” He came closer, nose brushing yours. Mark pressed his lips on the corner of your lips. He slightly pulled back and you looked at you, you weren’t stopping him, so he continued.

The next kiss landed on the tip of your nose and then on the other corner of your lips. Mark squeezed your thigh with a little bit more pressure as he finally placed his lips on yours. Mark kissed you slowly and without realizing it, you kissed him back. You shut your eyes and let him kiss you. He kissed you with so much passion, so much longing and you cupped his cheeks to pull him closer.

His right hand held you by your waist and squeezed it, you gasped, and he put his hot muscle in your mouth. His tongue was playing with yours, he sucked on your lower lip and you could feel yourself getting wetter with every touch and every kiss. You forgot that you were in public, everyone could watch your heavy make-out session with Mark.

“M-Mark-“ you moaned.

“Mhmm…” he didn’t want to stop-

“Mark- there are people around -fuck- us-“ when he started kissing your neck, you lost it.

“Don’t care.” And he kept kissing your skin. “I can’t get enough of you.” He smirked as he left a mark on your skin.

You opened your eyes and saw Jaehyun and Aera coming. You pushed Mark away and acted like you didn’t just have the best kiss of your life.

“We’re done,” Aera giggled, “We should go back, it’s late and we should get sober until tomorrow night. I want to remember my bachelorette party.”

You just nodded, grabbed your purse, and left the club with the others coming after you.

The car ride was awkward. Mark wanted to hold your hand, but you tried to leave as much space as possible between you. Your head was spinning, you wanted him but the voice in your head told you to back off.

Mark was silent the whole ride back and after you left, he could finally breath again.

“The others are coming tomorrow, I trust my best man to take care of them.” Jaehyun and Mark talked on the way back to the house and you tried to ignore the fact that Mark was really walking right next to you.

“Of course, dude. You’re bachelor party is going to be crazy, by the way.” Mark planed something big for Jaehyun.

“No strippers.” Jaehyun warned.

“No strippers for you.” Mark teased even though he was suddenly not interested in seeing women, except for you. You were on his mind and you just didn’t want to leave.

That kind of hurt you.

You accidently locked eyes with Mark, and he wanted to punch himself. “I- I mean I don’t want them either- you know? I swear I didn’t book any strippers.” Mark tried to save himself, but you just rolled your eyes.

“We’re going to have strippers though, Aera.”

“What? Aera, babe, I thought we said no strippers.” Jaehyun pouted.

“I told her! Y/n No strippers!” Aera panicked.

“No strippers for you.” You mocked Mark and he glared at you.

“No strippers and that’s final.” Jaehyun said strictly like a dad, pointing his finger at me.

“I was just joking- don’t worry. No strippers. Promise.”

You could break my heart in two But when it heals, it beats for you I know it's forward but it's true

The next day was hectic. Family members and friends finally arrived and you, as the maid of honor, tried your best to be there for them and for Aera. Mark on the other hand just hung out with Jaehyun. The wedding is tomorrow and the bachelor parties are tonight. Aera was a little stressed, even with your help. She was talking with the catering company and you could see how exhausted she was.

“Aera, go take a long relaxing bath, I got this. I have your list and all of the information. Let me manage this, you need to relax and enjoy this. I don’t want you to stress.” You told her.

“You’re right, I trust you with this.”

You did everything you had to do. You were done with the check list and when you were about to go to your room to take a quick nap, a voice interrupted you.

“So, Y/n. Did you get hotter? Or is it just the weather in Greece?”

You turned around and faced Johnny Suh. A close friend of Jaehyun and he was always flirting with you, even when you dated Mark, but it was harmless. He was always nice and kind and you flirted back, just for fun of course and well, you liked making Mark jealous.

“Oh look at you! Long time no see.” You hugged him and the other boys trailing after him. Mark leading the boys and watching you and Johnny flirt right in front of him.

You hugged the others, and they didn’t know how to act, since Mark was glaring at them, which you didn’t notice.

“So Y/n, do you need any help?” Johnny said, winking at you.

“I’m actually done with everything, I was about to take a nap.”

“A nap? Come on, we’re in Greece. Let’s go to the beach.” Johnny suggested and everyone agreed with him, even Mark.

You thought about it for a second. Going to beach sound perfect, who knows If you ever come to Greece again.

“Alright, I’ll go get my stuff and change.”

You changed to your bikini and a sundress. You packed your back, a couple towels, sunscreen, and your sunglasses. The boys were already waiting for you. Jungwoo, Mark, Johnny and Yuta were the only ones who wanted to go to the beach. Jaehyun was napping and the others wanted to go to the city.

You were sitting between Jungwoo and Mark. Johnny was driving and Yuta took the passenger seat. You pressed your legs together, you didn’t want to touch Mark’s legs. After everything that happened last night, you were scared and you didn’t know what to do. Mark wasn’t doing any better. It was so awkward and if he could, he would kiss you again.

Not even 15 minutes later, you arrived at the beach and it was such a beautiful view.

“Wow, it’s so beautiful.” You said with wide eyes.

“Not as beautiful as you are.” Johnny flirted and you softly hit him on the shoulder, “Shut up.”

Mark tried to ignore Johnny’s flirty behavior, but it was so hard, even back when you and Mark were still dating, he hated it whenever Johnny flirted like that with you. He didn’t even know why, he shouldn’t have cared, he was only dating you for the money, right? But now it was different. Now he cared even more, he wanted you and it drove him crazy that you ignored him all day.

When you settled down right in front of the beach, Yuta and Jungwoo dropped everything and ran straight into the water.

“They didn’t put any sunscreen on.” Johnny mumbled, “Can you help me put some on Y/n?” he asked you.

“Sure.”

Once again, Mark wanted to punch his friend.

The way you put sunscreen on Johnny’s back was quick, you wanted to annoy Mark, you didn’t want him to think that you were really interested in Johnny. Johnny thanked you and asked you if you need help too and when you nodded, Mark remembered when he put sunscreen on your back yesterday.

Mark smirked at the memory, you’re so beautiful and your moans were so pretty and-

Mark’s thoughts were interrupted by you.

“Johnny, you are so strong, it feels so good.”

How could you say that, Mark thought.

“Y/n are you still with that piece of shit?” Johnny asked you as he massaged your back. “No I broke up with him.”

“So you’re single right?”

“Fuck- Yes, single.” You closed your eyes and enjoyed the massage you were getting.

“Hyung, I think Yuta is calling your name.” Mark interrupted.

“I can’t hear anything?” you mumbled.

“For real, he called your name just a second ago, maybe you should go look after him.”

Johnny’s plan worked. Johnny could hear the jealousy in Mark’s voice. Johnny wasn’t really interested in you, yeah you were pretty and you have a great personality, but you were still Mark’s ex-girlfriend and Johnny knew that Mark still liked you, even though he never admitted that.

“Alright, maybe Mark can continue?” Johnny asked you.

“I don’t know… Mark’s not as strong as you are.” You teased.

“I am strong, did you forget about yesterday-“

“Okayyyy.” Johnny laughed awkwardly and left you two.

Mark placed his hands on your back, he softly massaged you. You were laying on your stomach and Mark slowly untangled your bikini straps.

“How is this?” he asked you as he put a little pressure on your back.

“G-Good, so good.”

“You like making me jealous huh?” his hand travelled down but he stopped right before your butt.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You said innocently even though you knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Oh baby, you do. You know what I’m talking about,” he put a little bit of pressure on your neck, “I really want to spank you for behaving like a brat.”

“Do it.”

“Don’t play with me.” Mark bend forward and pressed his lips on your bare shoulder. He left wet kisses on your skin and you closed your eyes and let him.

You missed him. You missed Mark so much. You wanted him and he wanted you, but there was still something holding you back.

You got interrupted by the ringing of your phone.

Mark pulled back and when you tried to stand up to reach for your phone, you forgot that your bikini was loose.

“Oh shit-“ you laid back and Mark giggled. He tied your straps back together and you finally answered your phone.

“Hi Aera, yeah we’re at the beach. Everything is done, don’t worry I took care of everything. Yeah be ready at 9 I’m not telling you what I’ve planned. The dress code is red and short. No Jaehyun won’t get jealous because he won’t get to see you until the wedding. Oh, I’m- I’m with Mark right now- would you shut up we’re not-“ you glanced at Mark who was already looking at you, “I’m hanging up now.”

Aera teased you with Mark, she asked you why you were alone with him and if you were doing dirty things with him.

“I’m going to the boys, are you coming?” you asked him softly.

Mark just nodded and trailed after you.

After your fun beach day, you got ready for the bachelorette party. Aera’s three other friends were also coming and knew about your plan. You booked a limousine and a VIP place in a club, it wasn’t much, but Aera liked it the traditional way.

After changing to a short red dress with thin straps, you put on makeup and you were ready to go. The others were also ready and Aera tried to hide herself.

“Jaehyun can’t see me like this- he’d rip this dress off me, then he would fuck me and then he would burn it.”

“Calm down, Johnny told me that they already left.” You assured her.

“Fine. Fuck I look so hot.” Aera opened her front camera once again and looked at herself.

“Yes you do and now let’s get wasted!!” one of her other friends said.

Driving in a limousine was fun, Aera popped the champagne bottle carefully and after driving around the city for 3 hours and having fun in the limousine, you arrived at the club.

You entered the VIP lounge and the night started perfectly. Everyone was having fun, dancing, and drinking.

Aera secretly texted Jaehyun that she missed him and loved him. She also left for about five minutes just to talk to him in the restroom.

“Where the hell were you?” you asked her.

“I was talking to Jaehyun I’m sorry I’ll turn my phone off now.”

And she did, of course after she texted Jaehyun that she was turning her phone off, she didn’t want him to worry and also have fun.

After that, Aera drank and danced like there was no tomorrow.

You were also having the time of your life, it’s been so long since you danced freely in a club. No, it’s been so long since you had fun at all. When you were with Minho, you never had any fun. It was always about him, his pleasure, his feelings, everything about him. All you could think about was Mark when you were with Minho. No matter how much Mark hurt you, when he was your boyfriend, he was always perfect. He valued you more than Minho ever did. You shouldn’t be thinking about Mark when you were lying next to someone else, but you couldn’t help it.

“Y/n?”

You turned around and your eyes met Mark’s.

“M-Mark? Are you real? Or am I dreaming?” you giggled, you were tipsy.

“I’m real,” he stroked your cheek, “This island is so small, we ended up at the same club.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his hands on your waist. “I was thinking about you the whole day.” you admitted, you were drunk and drunk you always said the truth.

“Me too. Couldn’t get you out of my head.”

“Are you drunk?” you asked.

“No, but I’m still telling you the truth. I missed you.”

“I miss-“

“Y/n! Jaehyun is here and he can’t see Aera, it’s almost midnight! It’s bad luck to see the bride before the wedding!” Aera’s friend giggled, “and she’s so fucking drunk and I’m so drunk too,” she giggled again.

You sobered up quickly, thanks god you didn’t drink much, there has to be someone sober enough to take care of everyone and you could never forgive yourself if anything happens before the wedding.

“I’ll take her back to the hotel, you guys can stay and have more fun.” You told her and she thanked you and told you to call if anything happens.

Mark followed you, he helped you carry Aera to the taxi.

“I’ll come with you.” Mark said.

“Don’t worry about us. I can take care of us, go have fun with the boys.” You smiled softly.

“No I want to be with you- I mean, I was bored anyway, and tomorrow is the big day, I should have some… sleep.” He scratched the back of his head nervously.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes.”

When you arrived at the hotel, Mark helped you carry Aera to your room. She was going to stay with you for tonight, Jaehyun shouldn’t see her before the wedding.

“Sleep tight, tomorrow is going to be your big day.” you said as you tugged her in.

You turned to Mark with a small smile on your face, “Thank you. For helping me with her.”

“Of course. Uhm, do you, only if you want to of course, do you want to drink something with me? In m-my room if that’s okay for you. I mean it’s still early and I’m not really sleepy, you know.” Mark rambled.

“Yeah, sure.” You said shyly.

Mark opened the door and you entered his room. His room was clean and had a perfect view. Even at night, the view was beautiful. The lights in the dark, the moon shining brightly, it looked mesmerizing.

You stood in front of his window and Mark watched you with a smile on his lips to you, the view was everything but to Mark, you were everything. You looked absolutely beautiful to him.

Mark took a couple steps and was now right behind you. He wrapped his arms around you and put his head on your shoulder. You intertwined your fingers with his and pulled him closer to you.

“It’s beautiful.”

“You are beautiful.” He whispered softly against your ear.

You turned around, his arms still around you and his face so close to yours.

“I couldn’t tell you this in the club so I’m going to say it now,” you whispered against his lips, “I missed you too, Mark. I missed you so much.”

And without thinking twice, you both leaned in and kissed.

You closed your eyes immediately and you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer, he did the same, he pulled you closer by your waist and pressed you against the window.

He kissed you gently and slowly, your heart pounded against your chest and Mark’s heart was racing, too. As if time stopped right there, as if they were never apart. Mark’s right hand was on your jaw, softly pushing your head up to get better access to your mouth, you let out a soft moan, Mark used the opportunity to meet your tongue.

The kiss was perfect, slow but still so passionate.

Mark pulled back, you were breathing heavily and heat rose from your stomach to your chest, a feeling you couldn’t really describe.

He left wet kisses on your cheek, down to your jaw and then your neck. You tilt your head back, Mark sucked on your soft skin as your hands tangled in his hair, lightly pulling.

You could feel yourself getting wetter and wetter, you just wanted to take off this dress and let Mark fuck you.

“D-Do you want this?” he asked you.

“Yes-“ you whimpered as he sucked on your sensitive spot.

Mark pulled you to his bed, with you on top of him straddling his lap. Your lips connected again, you tried to unbutton his shirt as he grabbed your butt softly and squeezed it.

You almost ripped his shirt, but you didn’t care.

It was your turn to press your lips on his neck.

Mark closed his eyes, the way his crotch met you when you pressed yourself against him, the way your lips kissed his soft skin, leaving pretty marks on Mark.

Mark couldn’t take it anymore. His pants were so tight, it almost hurt. He wanted to feel you, he needed to feel you. Mark changed positions, he was on top of you now.

“Take this off- please, fuck, take this off now.” He looked for the zipper of your dress and when he finally found it, he wanted to cry.

He took off your dress, and fuck, he was going crazy. You weren’t wearing a bra, only your black panties.

“Fuck, you’re so perfect.”

The way Mark looked at you made you feel so beautiful. You weren’t shy like you used to be, you felt good and you wanted him so bad.

You pulled him up for a short kiss.

Mark took off his pants as fast as he could and he was painfully hard. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you. His lips were on your nipple, he sucked on your breast and his hand was playing with the other one. After sucking on your one nipple, his attention was on the other one. “Mark- fuck, it feels so good. Please don’t stop.” You moaned.

You were so wet and feeling Mark’s cock against your thigh turned you so on.

While playing with your nipples, his one hand found your pussy. He stroked it over your panties, but then his hand travelled in your panties and he started playing with your wet pussy.

“Baby you are so wet. All for me?”

“Yes, yes. So wet for you, Mark.” You closed your eyes tightly. It felt so good to feel his hands on you again.

Even thought Mark wanted to taste you, he couldn’t take it anymore, he needed to be in you now.

“You can take me, right baby? I need to fuck you.”

“Please fuck me Mark.” You also couldn’t take it anymore, you needed to cum.

Mark took off his boxers and hovered above you. “F-Fuck I don’t have a condom.”

“You don’t have a condom? Why?” you asked him.

“Well, I didn’t think that I was going to fuck you here.”

“What if you’d met someone else here?” you asked curiously.

“I’m not interested in someone else. I want you- I always wanted you.” He admitted shyly.

You looked each other in the eyes for a couple seconds, he leaned in and pecked your lips. He pulled back and looked at you again.

“You can fuck me without a condom. I’m on the pill and I haven’t had sex in months,” You can’t even remember the last time Minho fucked you. “And I never fucked without a condom after I had sex with you.”

“Me too. I mean after… after you I haven’t fucked raw.”

“Okay.” You said softly.

“Okay.” He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours.

While kissing you, he slowly pushed his cock in you. You grabbed his biceps tightly, he stretched you, you haven’t been fucked in so long, you got even tighter.

Mark pulled back and looked at you. “You feel so good around me. So, so fucking good. I missed you so much.” With that, Mark pushed his entire length inside of you.

“Fuck-“

He was fucking into you, slowly but hard. You could feel his entire length and he always hit your sweet spot. “Right there- Mark, fuck.”

“I-I want to ride you. Mark, fuck.” You moaned.

Mark turned you, you were now on top of him.

You bounced on his cock up and down, his hands on your waist pushed you down and he thrusted his hips to fuck into you. Your hands were on his shoulder, holding him. Even though you wanted to ride him, he was fucking you hard and good.

“M-Mark I’m gonna cum. Fuck Fuck Mark-“

And then your climax hit you. You collapsed on top of him and he still fucked into you. “Fuck feel so good. Y-you feel so good.” Mark was so close and the way he kept fucking you overstimulated you. You clenched one last time and Mark came inside of you, painting you walls white. He moaned your name as he came and you could feel him twitching inside of you.

Mark wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his chest. Mark pulled his cock out of you. You could hear his heart beating against his chest.

The night was perfect, after cleaning you up, you were wrapped in his arms once again. You talked about everything that night. Everything you had missed when you were apart.

“Can I ask you something?” he said.

“Sure.”

“Did you ever love him? Minho or whatever his name was.” Mark was jealous, even though you were in his arms.

“No, I don’t think that I’ve ever loved anyone, except for you. I always loved you.”

Mark smiled and kissed your temple.

“Why were you with him? Why didn’t you break up with him? Jaehyun told me that he’s an asshole.”

“After- after you broke up with me, I was… lost. I didn’t know what to do. I felt worthless and just- useless. He made me feel- wanted? I don’t know. I needed someone to forget you and he didn’t care. He never cared about me but he made me believe that he loved me. And that’s all I wanted. I just wanted to be loved.” You whispered the last part. A tear escaped your eye and you were quick enough to wipe it away. But Mark still noticed.

Mark felt bad. He never wanted you to feel this way. You were a dream. You were so perfect and it was his fault that you felt worthless. If anyone was useless, it was Mark.

“It’s my fault a-and I’m sorry. I’m so sorry that you felt that way, but it’s not true. You are so much more. You are perfect in every possible way. You are more than anyone could ask for. I’ll never forgive myself that I made you feel this way.” Mark teared up and pulled you even closer.

“C-Can I ask you something?” you asked this time.

“Y-Yes.”

“What did you do with the money?” you were always curious about that.

Mark gulped hard, the memory pained him. “I gave it back.”

“What?”

“I couldn’t take money from a stupid bet, a bet that hurt you. I wasn’t proud of what I did. I wanted to forget that it happened, that I did that to you. I wanted to erase that from my memory. But I couldn’t erase you.”

“Why?”

“Because I love you. I loved you back then and I love you now. I never stopped loving you but I was too scared to reach out to you. I thought you hated me and it took me long to realize how much I love you.”

You looked up to him, you didn’t want to cry but your eyes were teary. “You love me?”

“Yes, I love you. I love you so much. There was not a single day without missing you, not a single day without regret eating me alive.”

“S-So you still love?”

“Yes. I love you.” He looked you deep in the eyes.

“I love you too.”

Mark smiled widely. Oh, how he missed hearing that you loved him.

“I’m sorry for everything.”

“It’s okay.” You pecked his lips but that wasn’t enough for Mark. He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately.

His hand was on your naked thigh, stroking it softly. You were wet and when Mark put his hand on your wet pussy, you moaned.

Mark circled your clit and his tongue played with yours. It felt so good. He slowly put two fingers inside of your cunt and thrusted them in and out. You clenched around his fingers and you could feel your climax coming. Mark added a third finger.

His lips were back on your skin. Mark softly kissed your boobs and sucked on your sensitive nipples.

“Are you going to be a good girl and cum?” he asked you between his kisses.

“Yes- I’m so close.”

“Look at me.” His face was close to yours again, and when you looked at him, at his dark doe eyes, you came.

After you calmed down, you glanced at the clock in the room.

“Shit, Mark. It’s almost six in the morning. We need to sleep.”

You talked the whole night and after two orgasms and cuddling, you didn’t notice that it was already this late.

“But I’m hard.” He pouted.

“Do you want me to suck you off?”

“Yes, please baby, please suck me off.” He begged.

You were on the edge of the bed, your face right in front of his hard cock.

You slowly licked from the bottom to his tip. You pumped his cock in your hand a couple times before you put it inside of your mouth. After pumping him, you licked the slit on his tip.

“Babe- don’t tease me.” He whimpered.

“What do you want me to do?”

“Anything- but just please, do something.”

You put his entire length inside of your mouth, bobbing your head up and down and pumping the part of his dick you couldn’t put inside of your mouth.

You stopped bobbing you head and stared licked his tip again. “Babe- please. Please make me cum.”

Mark was going crazy. He needed to cum, his cock was so sensitive now, he twitched every time you licked or touched him.

“Okay, baby. I teased you enough, I’ll make you cum. You want to cum right?” you kissed his cock and he nodded. “Please. I want to cum on your face.”

You sucked his dick properly this time, he was so sensitive and so close, not even ten seconds later, he came on your face, just like he wanted to.

“Fuck, fuck fuck. That was so fucking good, babe, fuck.” Mark was breathing heavily, the intense orgasm tired him. You cleaned you face, fortunately he only came on your face and inside of your mouth.

You crawled back to him and kissed his lips. “Thank you.” He thanked you. “I love sucking your dick.”

“No, well yeah thank you for that too but I’m thankful for everything. Thank you for forgiving me.”

“I love you.”

And you fell asleep in his arms.

I'd go back to you I'd go back to you What was there, wasn't sure But I'd go back to you I know I'd go back to you

Not even three hours later, your alarm clock woke you and Mark up.

“I don’t want to leave you.” You mumbled.

“I don’t want you to leave either. Stay a little longer.” He kissed your shoulder.

“I can’t I have to wake up Aera. It’s her big day, it needs to be perfect.”

“Everything you do is perfect.” Mark flirted.

“Shut up, I’ll see you later okay? Thank you for last night.”

“I love you.” He leaned down and kissed you. After kissing for two minutes to pulled back again. “I have to go.”

“Just five more minutes.”

Almost thirty minutes later, you tiptoed to your bedroom. Aera was wide awake playing with her phone when she saw you.

“Where the fuck were you and why are- oh my god.” Aera understood immediately. “You bitch fucked Mark didn’t you.”

“Yes, and now shut up and get ready for your wedding day!”

“I know I know, but like, I’m happy if you are happy. Are you happy?” she asked you worriedly.

“Yes. I’ve never been happier I think.” You smiled. You were really happy and so in love with Mark.

“Then I’m happy.”

Hours later, you found yourself in your maid of honor dress, looking absolutely gorgeous. Mark was helping you with everything. With the catering company, the guests and everything else that needed to be taken care of.

Mark stole kisses from you here and there and now he pulled you back to his bedroom and kissed you intensely.

“You look so stunning- I can’t stop staring at you. I love you, pretty girl.” He kissed you again.

“M-Mark fuck, you look so hot and I really want to fuck you, b-but, fuck we can’t.” you closed your eyes and let him kiss your neck.

“Okay, okay. I’m trying to stay calm, but fuck, you look so good I want to rip that dress off.”

“We’ll have the whole night. Let’s go back, people are going to get suspicious.”

When you went back, you met Johnny and Yuta on your way.

“Where are you two coming from?” Yuta asked.

“My bedroom- ouch.” You kicked Mark’s leg.

“What were you doing in your bedroom?” Johnny asked amused. “Do you want me to show you?” Mark asked with a smirk.

“Mark? What the f-“ and then Mark pulled you in and kissed you fully on the lips.

He could finally show Johnny that you belonged to him, that you always belonged to him.

“Well I guess we saw that coming.” Yuta laughed with Johnny. The two left and you were still kissing.

“Ew! He is eating her Mommy!” you heard a little girl scream.

You pulled away immediately and apologized.

Mark laughed his ass off as he walked you to Aera’s dressing room. “I’m going to eat you tonight. But not your mouth. I’m going to eat your cunt.”

“I can’t wait. I’ll see you at the ceremony alright? I need to stay with Aera now.”

“Okay baby.” He kissed you goodbye.

The wedding ceremony ended so quickly, next thing you knew you were in Mark’s arms slow dancing. Aera and Jaehyun’s wedding was truly beautiful. Everything went smoothly and you were finally resting in the arms of your lover.

Aera and Jaehyun were also slow dancing and smiling happily. Not only because it was the most important night of their lives- also because their best friends were finally happy together.

“Y/n?” Mark said your name softly.

“Mhm?” you hummed with closed eyes.

“I’m really sorry that I put you trough all of that, and I’m sorry that it took me so long to realize my real feelings for you. You’re the most wonderful person I’ve ever met in my entire life and I’m going to do everything I can to keep you in my arms. I don’t want to see sad ever again. I’ll love you until my last breath.”

You promised yourself you weren’t going to cry that night, but a couple tears still escaped.

“You know, I was hurt but I healed and I’m more than ready to do this with you again. It was you. My heart always longed for you, and I don’t think that there could be anyone I would love as much as I love you. You could break my heart thousand times, I would go back to you over and over again.” You looked up to him, he could see the love you felt for him in your eyes.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” And with that, Mark pressed his lips on yours and kissed you with so much love and adoration.

I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you I'll go back to you I'll go back to you I know I'd go back to you

#neosmutcollective #mark angst #mark lee angst #mark lee fluff #mark lee smut #nct angst #nct fluff #mark lee x reader #mark lee x you #nct smut #jung jaehyun #nct dream angst #nct dream mark #nct dream smut #nct dream fluff

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elletao · 2 years

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Content creator 2021 wrapped tag game

Cut this into what works for you. Want to do only one instead of five? Do it. Tag 2 people? Do it. This game is not your mum or the Apple App store to tell you what to do. But there are a couple of rules:

RULE 1: Review your creations over 2021. Tag some gifmakers/creators, friends and strangers to get them to do the same.

RULE 2: Link to the content, commentary optional.

thank you to @robinsonjudy for tagging me on this! i was hoping to be tagged in something like this so i could gush about how talented my mutuals are hehe <33

5 (or more!) creations from others that made you smash the reblog button hard, closely followed by your ‘insp’ tag or ‘fave tag’. Link to sets that started conversations, outstanding composition, colouring, etc.

this the descent gifset by @bongjoonsho because it’s such a perfect horror edit and everything i aspire to make in terms of big gifs/colouring/quality!!! it looks sooo good and hq and crisp. i normally find it hard to color horror sets properly and i feel like lera did such a great job with this one.

this inej ghafa edit by @oliviarodriog which is not just stunning in terms of blending (all her edits are!!) but also made my heart so happy because the quote fits so well with inej and who she is as a person who doesn’t give up. AND!! the color of inej’s skin is so rich and beautiful?? we don’t know white-washing in this house. and the blue is GORGEOUS.

this kanej set by @milesgmorales has a very special place in my heart because it includes one of my absolute favorite pairings and the most perfect song for them. kanej and tightrope are forever linked for me and i can’t think of one without the other now. the blending is gorgeous, i adore the blue and i really like the fonts rajan chose.

this jesper fahey gifset by @tedlass literally made me cry when i saw it. jesper is probably my favorite bisexual character of all time and i don’t usually see that many sets about his family so this made my heart feel incredibly full. the shots look so pretty and the whole gifset is so soft.

this crows set by @hunterschafer is one of my favorite creations ever!!! the format is soo creative and cool, the crows shots are all so crisp and pretty, the little icons and the fonts are perfect?? i can’t imagine how long this must’ve taken to make and the kind of Big Brain moment it came from.

4 5 creations of which you’re proud. These are goals you scored. Nothing to do with notes.

i'm gonna go ahead and link my 100 female characters in 2021 tag because i was ready to accept defeat (i thought i wouldn’t get to finish before the end of the year) but i managed to gif A LOT during the last month and a half and i'm proud of reaching my goal!

this malina set i made for malina week because i love mitski and i think ‘i will’ fits them really well. i also worked really, really hard on this!

both of these jesper fahey sets x x. the first one because i think jesper’s hands deserve more love. the second because i love how the coloring screams bi rights.

2 3 creations that stretched you as a creator: style, colouring, blending, text, etc. include the one that should have got more notes.

this malina edit that i truly, deeply love 🥺🥺 maybe the prettiest thing i made this year!! i love it because it was the first time i combined different things such as blending, big gifs, colors and fonts.

this inej ghafa gifset!!! one of the very first times i experimented with blending too, and i love it because1) it came out much better that i hoped and 2) i could include some of my favorite inej quotes/moments from the books.

1 creation of yours that you find most aesthetically pleasing to the eye and self AND 1 creation that broke and (maybe remade you) as a creator – we all have that one.

again, this malina set!! i’m just really proud of it and think it looks really good.

this inej set was hard for me and took soo long. i know it’s not perfect but i worked on it for hours, trying to get the colors and the fonts right. i wanted something different from the stuff i usually made and i was quite happy with how it turned out.

0 the creation that never was because nothing was working that day.

Overall comment on your creativity year 2021: i’m happy to say that i managed to step out of my comfort zone this year and experiment with new things such as BLENDING!!! which i was really scared of trying. i also like that i came up with the 100 female characters in 2021 idea because it pushed me to make content from different sources (tv, film, books) and it pushed me to not be lazy because i hate to leave things unfinished fdjfg

i’m tagging the people whose sets i linked here and a couple more: (i adore all your wonderful creations too and you’re all really talented; i wish i’d had more time to link more sets because i’m honestly in awe of everything you all make) @bongjoonsho @oliviarodriog @milesgmorales @tedlass @hunterschafer @montygreen @magnusedom @julietmolina @poppywright

happy 2022 to you all 🥺💕🌻

#omg this took me so long to write sdkjfjh #cant believe i made this many gifsets i n s a n e #im so happy i did this though because it really shows i put a lot of love and dedication into giffing this year :')#tagged #obviously no pressure to the people i tagged to do this!!! love u all mwah #.txt

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goldenspecter · 3 years

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Cosmo’s TMNT Masterpost

(Rise, 2003, 2012, and others)

Here’s where you can find pretty much everything I’ve ever made for the TMNT fandom! Fanfics here[haven’t gotten the courage to post fanart here yet], hope you guys enjoy my work. Reblogs are appreciated!

Fanfics

1. Finding my way home(and moving forward)

Out of sheer curiosity, Leonardo and Donatello looked up, and there it was.

A portal.

Had the Universe really taken pity on them? Had it really heard his desperate prayers for one more chance?

It was not like the ones they had seen before, it was an irregular circle made up of several shades of blue, completely different from the perfect and symmetrical pink triangles of the Kraang.

Leonardo and Donatello looked into each other's eyes for a few moments, "Should we go in?" Donatello asked, almost shouting, drawing the attention of the others, who quickly turned to the portal and to see each other, then the two brothers in question.

"It's our best bet, and our only chance," replied Leonardo.

Or rather, with the 2012 kids' home gone, they end up in the Rise verse after a strange portal shows up. Therapy is needed, and start the slow process of healing from their trauma.

(Rise/2012, Work in Progress, written with @keeryd )

2. Strawberry Cookies:

"Mikey here was just about to tell me what we could do to cheer Raph up while he's sick," Donnie says. "Mikey continue?"

Now that Mikey had both of his older brothers attention, he grins. "I was thinking we make strawberry cookies!" He does his jazz hands as he says this and is met with looks of something that he can only put as disapproval. "What?"

"You do know that everytime that we have tried to make it-" Donnie starts.

"We mess it up and Raph has to come in and save our butts from burning the cookies?" Leo finishes, "What would be different this time?"

Mikey huffs, "We are doing this so we can cheer him up and to prove that we can do something on our own!" he says, "That's what got Raph sick in the first place!"

Or rather, Raph gets sick after helping his brothers recover from the poisoned pizza puffs. Mikey, Donnie, and Leo take a shot at baking cookies for Raph while trying not to burn their kitchen down.

(One shot, complete)

3. Chicken Fried Rice:

“I only poured in half a pot of rice,” Donnie complained.

Mikey stared at him, really stared at him before he spoke. “You do realize that rice expands when cooked right?” he said, “You do realize that?”

Donnie was silent, looking away from Mikey.

“Donnie!”

Donnie makes chicken fried rice. Mikey watches over. Shenanigans and brotherly fluff ensue.

one shot in which Donnie is in the kitchen, cooking rice and Mikey, Mikey is positive he should have gotten Donnies braincell.

(One shot, complete)

4. Tea Time with Hortense and Patty:

"Sooo," Raph starts. She's always been weird with awkward silences. "Are these grandma kinning hours?"

"Grandma hours!" Mikey exclaims excitedly. "Grandma time!!!"

"Ah, if it isn't our favorite girl and her little brother!" Hortense tilts her head over in their direction slightly. "Are you going to join us? We were just about done arguing," she says.

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Today is Tea Time. Two old ladies have a tea party, one of them forgets to bring the food, and they are joined by Mikey and Raph. A good time is still had.

(One Shot, Complete)

5. One of those Days

When Donnie woke up this morning, he woke up with the familiar thrum of anger and irritation running through his body with more intensity than normal. Rubbing the crust out of the corners of his sleep-addled eyes, he jerkily grabbed his phone and turned off the alarm. It's one of Those Days, Donnie noted. Those Days where Donnie isn't capable of handling Mikey's over-enthusiastic optimism or Leon's chaotic trickster nature. His safest bet is to hang out with Raph, his calm and mellow demeanor always helped calm down before Donnie went on a rage fest and say anything he couldn't take back.

Or, Donnie and Raph help each other out, balance each other, and make things a little less difficult.

(One Shot, Complete)

6. Gift Hunting:

“It’s Leo. Tiny Leo,” the voice answers. “I need your help with something.”

“What is it?”

“I can’t say until you say yes first,” Leo says. “It’s really important though.”

Angelo is silent, weighing his options. He could say no, he really could-

“Please, Angelo, you’re the only one who can really help me with this,” Leo pleads.

Rather, Angelo and Leonardo go out in the streets of New York to help the blue banded turtle find gifts for his brothers' sixteenth mutation day. Bonding and fluff ensues.

(One Shot, Complete)

7. Aftermath:

“Raphie bear?” Mikey called out, gently tapping Raph, with relief washing him when Raph turned his head to face him. “What’s the matter teddy bear?”

“Th-thi-this doesn’t feel real.” Raph stuttered out, his voice cracking as a sob broke through. “I’m not really here. Neither are you and everyone else. I’m still alone with Draxum and his minions. No one’s coming to save me because I was stupid enough to get captured and no one wants such a worthless turtle like me.”

In which Raph was kidnapped and tortured by Baron Draxum and his family has to deal with the aftermath of it.

(One Shot, Complete)

8. To Be the Eldest

Donnie, the second youngest in his family, wishes he was the eldest for once. Then one night, Donnie gets his wish granted and now he was three small turtles in his care.

Donnie adjusts to being the eldest, comes to some realizations, and makes a promise to his (now) younger brothers.

(Work In Progress)

9. Wanted: Snaggletooth

Dr. Noel bent down on his knees in front of Raph, a manic smile that showed too many teeth coming about on his face speaking of pain and suffering that has yet to come. He stretched out his hand towards Raph’s face, placing a thumb under his mouth, pressing into his snaggletooth. “Beautiful. Just as I expected,” he crooned, pulling out a syringe and injecting it into Raph’s neck, pushing the contents of the syringe into his system.

Raph’s eyes fluttered as he started losing consciousness, watching through hooded eyes as Dr. Noel's smile grew even wider, with his last thought right as darkness consumed him being that he hoped his family would find him before it was too late.

Post S2 Finale, Dr. Noel remembers Raphael, his snaggletooth, and manages to find and capture the red masked turtle. It doesn't end well for Raphael.

(Work In Progress)

10. Dimensional Differences:

They bow. Not like one of those pretentious bows like she would do at Yokai parties and not like the ones she would do with her brothers when they hosted tea parties. They bowed deeply, heads stopping at her stomach, one hand closing around their fists. This spoke of respect and honor.

And that unnerved her a little bit. Why are they bowing so deeply?

“Thank you,” they said in unison. It’s unnerving to April and she felt the uneasiness coming from her brothers too.

“Why are you thanking me?” She said finally, voice sounding foreign to her.

“You saved my life?” Baby Leo said slowly, voice tinged with confusion. “That was an honorable thing to do?”

April blinked, “It shouldn’t be considered honorable for doing what any big sister would do,” she said. “That’s not honor, that’s just being a good older sibling.”

In which April, Sunita, Casey, and the turtles end up in the 2012 verse after a mishap with Leo's ōdachi and stay with the 2012 turtles until they can go home. They find out a lot of things that don't quite jive with them. Some things are the same, some things are different and they're not quite sure how to handle those differences.

(Rise/2012, Work In Progress)

11. Mind Meld Part Deux:

“Oh thank Galileo that you all are back to normal!”

“What do you mean we’re back to normal?” Raph questioned, pulling back from the hug. Mikey and Leo also pulled back to stare at Donnie. “We’ve-we’ve always been like this?”

Donnie went quiet. He shouldn’t have said that.

“Donnie, what did you do?”

The brothers found out about Donnie’s Mental Intelligence Reprogrammulator. Arguments are had, words are said, words that tear a rift between him and his family, and it’s up to Donnie to earn his brothers’ forgiveness. The only thing is, will he get it?

(Work In Progress)

12. I'm a little kid and so are you(don't you go and grow up before I do):

The 2003 turtles somehow, someway ended up in the Rise verse, with Rise Splinter and his turtle tots, and stay with them while the boys try to figure out their way home. 2003 Raphael got attached to his tiny counterpart the moment he laid eyes on the tot. (Raph centric)

(Rise/2003, Work In Progress)

13. Dimensional Self-Isolation

Post S2 Finale, Raph finds himself trapped in the 2012 universe and has a difficult time coping with all of the differences that this world has in store for him. From new villains, unfamiliar familiar faces, and the way the 2012 boys and Splinter treat each other and him, Raph has a heavy plate on his hands during his long term stay.

(Rise/2012, Work In Progress)

14. A Collection of Turtle Thoughts

A collection of drabbles and ficlets about Turtles I've been writing since October 2020. Ranges from humor to hurt/comfort, I have it all.

Requests are open. SFW only though.

(All Iterations, Work in Progress)

If y’all reblog, read, and share my work, I’d really appreciate that! Anything and everything is appreciated, money or not! Thanks folks 🐢💕

#tmnt #tmnt fanfiction #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2003

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vv3nti · 3 years

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warnings: swear words, MINUSCULE suggestive content, NOT proofread at all :)

The striking knock on your car door caused you to jump into your seat belt, dropping your phone in between your seat and the middle compartment in the process. Your head snapped to the pane as another round of knocks started.

“What the fuck, Haji!” You exclaimed, hand lying over your racing heart. “You scared me, asshole!”

You could hear his laughter as he rounded the car, bright teeth shining through his smile, making it challenging to stay mad at him; for starters, he disrupted your pouting session, and you’re upset he allowed Oikawa to your reunion. And even as much as you despised the arrogant third year, you love Hajime a lot more.

As his fingers pressed against the cold passenger door handle, you quickly locked your car. Finally, your turn to giggle, watching him tug on the sturdy handle. A heavy sense of nostalgia-filled your being; you couldn’t remember the last time you felt this comfortable and familiar since you left Seijoh. As much as you loved your new life in Nekoma, you couldn’t help the heavy pit you felt whenever your past resurfaced.

You pushed the saddened thoughts aside, finally allowing the boy into the car. Hajime still had a slight grin on his lips as he got situated, but it soon fell as he took your trivial glance.

“You’re overthinking,” Hajime said conclusively, as though it was a command to stop the flow of intrusive thoughts. He wished it worked that way, a way he could rob you of your suffering for good. Hajime liked to consider himself an optimist, but even he knew the severity of the situation. And despite the stunt he pulled today, Hajime also knew he couldn’t throw both of you in a cockpit and hope for the best. There’s part of him that blames himself for your fallout; he should have caught it faster, put an end to things before they proceeded too far, But he didn’t—how could he? Hajime was supposed to be the backbone, but he couldn’t support the structure, and he’ll be forever regretful. Maybe it was easier to blame himself than demonize one of his friends. Or maybe, it soothed his consciousness when imagining his future. Whatever the reason, the guilt wouldn’t go away.

Your head whipped to the side, eyes rolling in tow. “Yeah, well, I don’t have much else to do. Let alone know what to do.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“To be honest, I don’t really know,” You huffed, clicking your tongue against the roof of your much searching for the words. “I guess what I’m trying to say is that I can’t do anything other than dwell and over calculate. Brainstorm tactics I should have used or things I shouldn’t have said. I’m never going to confront Oikawa; it’s done—over with. So I just-”

“Think about what you could have done better to avoid it,” Hajime said, eyes cast down towards the sandy car mats. He’s no stranger to the feeling. Hesitation coursed his veins; frantically, his knee bounced as he reached your teary stare. That overwhelming persona of guilt clouded his airways, Iwa’s breath almost as shallow as your own. “I’m really sorry, Y/N. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I can’t even begin to formulate an excuse for my actions. Letting him join us should have never been an option. You’re rubbing off on me. Usually, you’re the one to make the stupid decisions.”

Your face scrunched in amusement while stray tears depart from your ducts. “Yeah, that was pretty idiotic, especially for you. But you always tell me even the best of us make mistakes.”

Admiring your smile, Hajime unthinkingly glides his palm along the top of your head, smoothing the hair in its wake. “Yeah, I do, don’t I?” His attention had shifted, and his voice hardly present. In the future, he’d attempt to explain it as a lapse of judgment or a moment of weakness, but in the now, nothing seemed more apparent. A chill floods in the car as his lips match yours. All sorrow flows away, and shock takes the reigns.

The fervor of the kiss pulled you from the dark vehicle and into a vast pasture of coneflowers. The beating sun and soft breeze ignited a euphoric haze in your head, stretching down to the tips of your toes. You felt the crisp grass blades beneath your feet, poking into your soles and between your toes. The impressions only lured you closer to the heart of the meadow, a plateau filled with a plethora of fiercely pigmented flowers. And there waiting for you, in the midst of it all, was Hajime. He was in his school uniform, and his hair was messier than usual, tousled by the wind. The same smug grin adorned his lips as his fingers extended towards your figure. Attempting to reach for the boy proved to be a struggle. A strong resistance held you firmly in place. You tried again. And again. And again. Finally, whatever invisible force retraining force held you in place snapped, catapulting you to the ground. You braced for the impact of the plush terrain, but much to your dismay, your descent didn’t stop with the dirt—you kept falling down, down, down into a black abyss. Until—HONK!

The loud noise snapped you back to reality, and you’re once again in the chilly dark car staring at a wide-eyed ace. And while everything came rushing back, you couldn’t help but back release a buoyant laugh until tears filled your eyes. Hajime joined in as he realized your laughter dripped with amusement and not sadness.

Yet again, Iwaizumi Hajime shinned an angelic light on you, successfully pulling you from another episode of self-pity. And like always, he’s still a positive constant in your life.

Well, at least for now.

! Love Club </3 part five: what a surprising turn of events

prev ⇠ masterlist ⇢ next

! facts

um just take my advice & cherish it now 😏

iwa knew where to find y/n cuz way back when you, oikawa, and iwa found a peaceful secludedhill that has a perfectly clear view of the stars

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a/n: IM SOOO SORRY THIS IS SOOOO LATE- i started this like a week or two ago but i lost all motivation to finish this chapter UGH IM SORRY!!! i might do some double post on some days :(( but i hope you all enjoy

comments and reblogs are much appreciation

taglist: (OPEN) @90s-belladonna @daphnxy @just-that-bi-girl @felixsamour @mus1caln0tes @sunoyaxo @tia827 @meiankolia @sharin-gone @allhailthewxtcher @chantalkate16 @wild-strawberry-fields

#! love club </3 #haikyuu smau #oikawa toru x reader #akaashi smau #akaashi x reader #iwaizumi smau #bokuto smau #oikawa smau #iwaizumi x reader #hq angst #hq smau #haikyuu angst #bokuto x reader #kenma x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq fluff

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cappsikle · 4 years

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It’ll be ok // fred weasley

Pairing: fred weasley x reader

Summary: the world just seems a little too heavy, but luckily, you have him by your side.

Warnings: it gets just a tad heavy mental health wise / not all of it is proofread so please forgive that

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: Hey guys!! Sooo this is my first ever fic on tumblr! I would just like to dedicate this piece to @ickle-ronniekins as it was her and a bunch of talented writers that inspired me to get back to writing, and I wouldn’t be doing this if it wasn’t for them!

Also if you like this fic please reblog! It would mean a lot if you did!

This fic is just a huge projection from my own feelings, quarintine has got me in my feels, and I’m sure everyone could do with some Freddie comfort. Enjoy!! <3

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There you were, hunched over various textbooks and pieces of parchment that seemed to cover the whole table. Fred looked up at the clock on the wall above the fireplace and then back down to you. Something in his eyes changed as he walked over to the table, quickly bidding goodnight to George and Lee as they headed up to the dorms.

Fred sat in the chair next to yours and he couldn’t help to just take a minute to admire you. But from glancing at you now, Fred knew that something wasn’t right. From your usually very well-kept hair that now looked as though you ran your fingers through it at least a hundred times throughout the night to your joyless and sunken eyes, eyes that used to hold all the joy and spark Fred loved most about you, but are now just dull and almost... lifeless.

For a while now, Fred had noticed small changes in the way you’ve been acting recently, and it wasn’t even just him, all your other friends had taken notice as well, but no one knew what to do. It wasn’t until this very moment as he watched you tire yourself out with work that he realised just how much had changed, and he felt a pang of guilt for not talking to you about it sooner. So, in the softest voice he could muster, Fred tried to coax you from your work whilst placing a gentle hand on your arm. “Hey, love. ‘S getting a bit late, reckon we should head up to bed?”

Your head snapped up at Fred as he spoke, only now taking notice of his presence, but you then quickly looked back down to continue scribbling mercilessly on the parchment. You needed to get this essay done before tomorrow, otherwise, you’ll slowly but surely fall behind on everything else. You can’t let that happen,

“I’m sorry Fred, I really can’t. I have to finish this stupid essay for potions”

“For potions? Isn’t that due next week?” You looked back up at Fred, your eyes widening as you became more distressed.

“I-I know but if I get this done now then I can use my time to focus on other assignments. I’ve fallen behind and I need to catch up.” Fred slowly nodded his head in understanding. It seemed like a good enough excuse, hell, he’s been in this exact position before, pulling his fair share of all-nighters for assignments due the next day, but when Fred looked deep into your eyes, there was something there that he couldn’t quite place. Desperation? He wasn’t sure.

“Look, love, you’re wearing yourself thin. You need a break”

You don’t know why, but suddenly you’re very irritated. It’s possibly due to how much sleep you’re getting, well, more like lack of sleep. You don’t know why, but suddenly you’re snapping at him “Fred, I don’t need a break so can you just please leave me alone?”

You don’t want to look at him, for the fear of seeing a look of hurt or the resentment that’s bound to be there you’re not sure you can take that sort of thing, so you lower your head and quickly wriggle your arm free from under his hand.

Fred tried not to feel offended, he really tried, but you removing your arm from his touch just nicked him in his chest. He knew you didn’t have a problem with him, he knew this was something that seemed too out of his control, but he just wished he knew what to do to make you feel better. Maybe giving you some space should help.

“Okay... I’ll head to bed then. Try not to stay up too late, yeah? I’ll see you in the morning. Goodnight” Fred placed a quick and gentle kiss to the crown of your head as he stood up and walked towards the stairs. Before ascending, he looked back towards you still slumped in your chair, and an unsettling feeling crawled its way into his stomach. With one final look, he walked up the stairs towards his room.

Once Fred left, you chucked down your quill in frustration and rapidly ran your hands through your hair, pulling at the roots in distress. You hated this. You hated how you get annoyed at things that shouldn’t annoy you, you hated how it was impossible to get a good night’s rest, you hated how your mind just wouldn’t. Shut. Up. And what’s worst of all, you loathed how you keep pushing the one person who seems to give a crap about you. It’s not like there’s a lot of people who do.

A sharp pain nestled in your chest, but you tried to ignore it, you always did. You weren’t even sure what it meant. Anxiety? Guilt? It was probably a mixture of both. You didn’t know how, or when, you allowed it to get so bad. With Umbridge slowly taking over the school alongside her vile punishments (you’ve had your fair share of them), the upcoming N.E.W.Ts that you needed to ace and the stress of keeping up with the DA meetings. But that doesn’t even seem like the half of it. Every little inconvenience had the power to ruin the rest of your day.

You couldn’t deal with it anymore, with any of it. You just wished there was a way to make the world slow down to grab your bearings, to just actually breathe. You released a big sigh and grabbed your quill again, but the tip doesn’t even touch the paper. It’s stuck, just like you. Eventually, you fold your arms on the table and rest your head on them. You know you must finish but maybe... just five minutes won’t hurt. Just five minutes.

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Fred lay awake on his bed, staring up at the ceiling for merlin knows how long. That weird feeling in his stomach didn’t go away, something just felt extremely off. Fred checked the watch located on the table beside his bed. It was pretty late; he’d been awake for at least a couple hours. Knowing that he wasn’t going to be getting any sleep anytime soon, Fred threw the covers from his body and gently got out of bed, careful to not wake any of his sleeping roommates.

By the time he made it down to the bottom of the stairs, he was already wishing to be back in bed, however, what he saw made him stop in his tracks. You were still there, this time unmoving with your head resting on your arms and your deep and even breathing. Why were you still here and not in bed? As carefully as he could, Fred walked over to your sleeping self and gently laid a hand on your shoulder squeezing just enough to rouse you.

After a few more gentle squeezes you started to stir awake. Fred almost felt bad for waking you, but he knew that you would have a much better time sleeping in an actual bed than a desk. You lifted your head and Fred couldn’t help to admire the sheer adorableness of your sleepy form. Your hair was dishevelled and sticking up in a few places, your cheek was red from where it was resting and the tiny noises that came from you whilst you stretched. However, as much as he’d love to stare, he knew he had to take care of you, or at least get you to bed.

Once you had done stretching, you looked around the table until your eyes landed on an arm, which trailed all the way to Fred’s face. You were taken aback at suddenly seeing his face next to yours, but you quickly calmed down upon looking into his soft eyes, the glow of the fire making his brown orbs look more alive and opening.

“Hey,” Fred said, a small smirk appearing at the corner of his lips.

“Hi,” you smile back. For a moment, when you looked into his eyes, you felt warm, like you were safe, you always did. You loved Fred, you loved him so much but often at times you caught yourself doubting whether or not you deserved to be with him, and each and every time Fred did his absolute best to prove your thoughts wrong. Looking into his eyes, you just get that feeling... the feeling of coming home to a warm bed after a cold day. Sometimes, you feel as if your heart might explode from the amount of love you have for him, you couldn’t even out into words. But that warm and safe feeling was quickly diminished and replaced with dread once you looked down to the mess that was sitting on the table. Darn this stupid assignment.

“Crap, I can’t believe I fell asleep!” you groan as you shuffled through some of the parchment, trying to find the one you needed.

“Hey, hey, hey, slow down there” Fred placed his hand on top of yours, trying to stop your erratic movements. “Don’t you think it’s time to take a bit of a break? It’s nearly two a.m.”

“Fred, I can’t just ‘take a break’, I’ve got too much to do,”

“And it’ll all still be here after you’ve had some sleep,”

You released a groan in frustration and turned to face him, your irritation getting the better of you. “Don’t you get it? That’s the problem!” your voice started to rise with each word, the stress and lack of sleep catching up to you. “If I stop now then I’ll fall behind and I just can’t let that happen, ok? So just back off.”

“Hey,” Fred grabbed your cheeks in both his hands and guided your face, so you were looking at him. Seeing your widened eyes and reddened cheeks concerned him, as this was just so unlike you. What happened to this happy-go-lucky and incredibly bubbly person go? The person who had the purest soul than anyone he knew? You just looked... tired. He knew he had to tread carefully here if we wanted to crack all your walls to understand what the hell is going on.

You moved your hands up to try and remove his from his face, but his grip tightened ever so slightly to make your attempts futile. “Look, I’m worried about you. All this,” he tilted his head to the side to gesture to everything on the table. “it isn’t like you. Please don’t hide away, because you know I’m here for you.”

You both stayed silent for a minute, his hands holding your cheeks and yours resting on his forearms. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, you just crumbled. Your face scrunched up and your breathing became erratic as you looked down to hide your face from Fred’s gaze. You leaned forward so your head was resting against his chest, letting out a few silent sobs as you just... broke. At the sight of your crying figure, Fred immediately jumped into action. He removed his hands from your face and wrapped his arms around your waist, carrying you over so you sat in his lap. One of his hands trailed up to stroke your head as his other maneuvered your legs so they wrapped around his torso, your head pushing further into his shoulder.

You reached up and wrapped your arms around his neck, trying to get as close to him as possible. You just needed the warmth that constantly surrounded him. After a few minutes of tears and whisperings of sweet nothings into your ear along with Fred’s comforting touch, your breathing started to return to normal, and your sobs turned into the occasional hiccup. You weren’t really expecting to have a total breakdown, you honestly thought that you had things under control, but when you looked and Fred and he looked at you, you knew you couldn’t keep everything bottled up anymore.

Fred was the first to break the silence, “d’you wanna move to the couch? It'll be comfier”. The only response he got was a small nod of your head, you not really being able to trust your voice enough to speak. So, Fred stood up with you still wrapped in his arms as he carried you over to the couch in front of the fire, grabbing the spare blanket and wrapping it around you and himself. It was like a nice little cocoon of comfort and warmth.

And for a while, you two stayed like that, basking in the silence and the warmth the fire provided. You knew you needed to say something, you just didn’t know what exactly you could say. Fred was in the same boat. Should he make a joke to try and make you feel better? That always did the trick. But... something about tonight just told him to leave it on the backburner for now. He slid his arm underneath the blanket and stroked up and down the expanse of your back, hoping to relax your tense muscles. Occasionally Fred would turn his head to place delicate kisses on your forehead, cheeks, nose... basically anywhere his lips could find.

God... what did you do to desrve someone like him? Someone so boisterous and loud, but also understanding and gentle when he needed to be. As the minutes ticked by, and Fred’s hands continuously moving across your body, you finally found the courage to speak up.

“Sometimes I just feel like...” you trailed off, trying to find the right words.

“like?”

“like nothing is going to be ok. Like no matter how hard I try, or pretend, I’m not going to be ok,” your voice caught in your throat as you buried your head into his shoulder, a weak attempt to shield yourself from the world threatening to beat you down. A silent tear trailed down the side of your face, but you hadn’t made any attempt to wipe it away.

Fred sighed through his nose, and he swore a piece of his heart cracked when your voice did. He knew you were struggling with something, but he was just never sure of what or how bad it was. He only wished he could just take all your pain away, even force it upon himself if it meant that you’d get the chance to be happy.

“Oh love, I had no idea. I’m so sorry”

“It’s okay...” you half-shrug your shoulder, removing one of your arms from around his neck to quickly wipe the corner of your eye “no one really knew, so it’s fine”

There was a moment of silence as the both of you tried to catch up with your thoughts, until Fred finally spoke up, a strain in his voice, “no, it’s not fine. I hate that you’re feeling like this. Please, is there anything I can do to help you?”

You shrug your shoulder again. To be completely honest, you weren’t even sure if there was anything he could do. You've barely even figured out what you can do for yourself. However, there was one thing you knew you needed, the one thing that could help you through anything. “Just be here, and hold me?”

Fred placed his lips to your forehead, leaving them there for a bit as he gave a gentle kiss. He breathed deeply through his nose and spoke the words against your forehead. “for you, my love, anything.”

With those final words and his fingers slowly tracing up and down your arm, you felt for the first time, that maybe, just maybe, things might turn out ok.

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whew and there we go!!! My first fic completed!! I honestly have no self control when it comes to word limits, my teachers hate me for that... oopsies! anyways I hope you all enjoyed that, if you guys liked my work feel free to send in any requests!

Reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated!!

- Mills

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missmorosis · 3 years

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NOW COMPLETE!! masterlist is here!

morosis is now arriving at: 400 followers!

YALL ARE TRYING TO MAKE ME CRY I SWEAR 😭😭 I LOVE EACH AND EVERY ONE OF YOU SO SO SO MUCH ITS NOT FUNNY

at this point tumblr is one of the things that keep me going and im so grateful for everyone ive met/will meet~ THANK YOU SO MUCH IM SCREAMING WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE YALL

HUGS AND KISSES FOR ALLLLL!! IF YOU DONT LIKE THOSE,,, HAVE A HIGH FIVE DJJDJRJR

technically im only like halfway done with my 200-350 followers event, SO I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE FUN TO HAVE A MORE "INTERACTIVE" EVENT!!

this time, you’re writing something rather than me!

OKAY!! i wanted some sort of theme for this event, like my sleepover, sooo everything is a bus ride i came up with this idea at 1am!!

each prompt is a city, and each blurb you write becomes a bus stop in that city! that makes no sense shut up morosis

BASICALLY ill give a couple prompts in a moment for you to choose from!! using one of the prompts below, you write a lil blurb & post it for me to read! make sure you follow all the guidelines!!

ill make a masterlist/bus map at the end of the event!

pick one of these prompts!! either choose a city or a piece of dialogue: your pick!

[on a side note, these city puns took forever to create in my head please give me some creative credit </3]

city 1- los AU-geles (Los Angeles, California)

-> write an AU!! the AU can be literally anything: royalty AU? road trip AU? GO FOR IT!! just as long as it’s not in the canon era hehehe

city 2- lon-DONE (London, England)

-> breakup fic time </3 you can make it an angsty breakup, or a fluffy exes to lovers!

city 3- BRRR-lin (Berlin, Germany)

-> BRR AS IN COLD OKAY what would the character do if you were cold? laugh at you? give you his jacket? take you inside? buy you something warm? POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS

city 4- b-ILL-bao (Bilbao, Spain)

-> b-ILL-bao BECAUSE “ILL” AS IN SICK BKJKSDJ- IVE WRITTEN SO MANY SICKFICS ITS NOT FUNNY- but since they're lowkey 99% of all i write, i figured it was your turn to write one!!

here are some whispers on the bus... (dialogue prompts! feel free to use these if you’re more comfy with dialogue prompts hehehe)

passenger 1 says, “You’re an idiot.” another replies, “I’m your idiot.”

passenger 2 says, “Wait. Stand right there, I want to take a picture of you.”

passenger 3 says, “Why aren’t you asleep?”

passenger 4 says, “Can you just hold me for a bit?”

passenger 5 says, “I’m not threatening you!” another replies, “Well I feel pretty darn threatened.”

passenger 6 says, “Can you come over?” another replies, “I’m already here.”

just a couple before we start...

- include a title, genre, summary, and word count!

- put the blurb under the tag "#morosis's 400 followers bus ride"! this is so i can find it when i make a masterlist of all the work!

- tag me when you post it! @/missmorosis so i dont miss it!

- this event is 100% sfw!! i am a minor after all, and i know many of you are as well!

- there is no word limit/genre you need!! do whatever you want, as long as it relates to the prompt in some way! you have complete creative freedom!

- if you plan to write something, please lmk via reblog, ask, dm, or reply! i just want an idea of how many people are actually gonna write something HSHSHD

- this event is for haikyuu and atla!!

- YOU DON’T NEED TO BE “GOOD” AT WRITING OR A WRITING BLOG IN GENERAL!! this is all just for funsies!! trying something new is encouraged!!

everyone is welcome to participate hehe!! send an ask if you have any questions!!

IF NOBODY WRITES ANYTHING, YOU DIDNT SEE THIS

event will last march 22- april 12th*, 11:59pm PST, give or take!

HAVE FUNN!! MWAH MWAH THANK YOU AGAIN!!

*date was updated hehe

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stillebesat · 3 years

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Christmas Eve (3/5)

Sanders Sides: Janus, Patton, Roman, Virgil Pairings: Past Roceit (was toxic), Familial Moceit (Dad Janus, Son Patton) Blurb: Of all the barriers that Janus expected to have to overcome in order to get his son a pet for Christmas, encountering his Ex, Roman, working in the pet store had never once crossed his mind. Fic Type: Christmas!Eve Fic, Past Lovers to Enemies to ??? trope, Dad!Janus, Kid!Patton, MythicalMin!AU, Frogmin!AU Overall Fic Warnings: Past Toxic Relationship Talk, Manipulation/Lying Talk Taglist in Reblog To Catch Up: Part 1 Part 2

He supposed it was the shock of Roman actually helping him that allowed his Ex to drag him halfway through the store before Janus remembered he didn’t have to be complacent in this.

“Seriously.” He rasped, jerking his arm, finding it difficult to focus on anything more than the burning grip of Roman’s hand around his wrist. “You don’t have to do this.”

It sounded so flimsy soo--so trite. So insincere. Even to his own ears. Roman had to be dissecting his words and tone even now, searching for the trick--the manipulation he had used as easily as a fish breathed water all throughout his--well his entire life, even if Roman had only experienced it first hand for a couple of years during college.

With that sort of bad history between them...of all the possibilities that had flashed through his mind when he and Roman had made eye contact...having him actually help them had never--well it had--briefly. Very very briefly. Crossed his mind. But it had been a fool’s hope. Not when their relationship had ended more explosively than the grand finale of a firework show.

“I--” He swallowed trying again as he adjusted Pattey’s weight on his hip. This wasn’t at all how he’d pictured them meeting again. He wasn’t ready for this. “We really can just leave. He’ll understand.” His son knew all too well about his history with the Prince even if it was just through bedtime stories. “You don’t have to--”

“Shut up, Dragon Witch.” Roman growled, tugging him around a corner. “I don’t want to either. But I’m not heartless.”

“You’re not.” He agreed. Roman was anything but that. He was good. He’d been the best thing that had happened to him before Patton came into his life, and Janus had taken advantage of that in the worst ways possible, using him and then tossing him away like so much trash without realizing what a treasure Roman actually was. “But you don’t have to force yourself on my--” Janus cut off as a small hand covered his mouth, his son’s bright eyes filled with excitement.

“Shh, Daddy.” He patted his lips. “You told me if a Prince offers to help you, you let him help! You don’t say no.”

Yes. But he hadn’t meant that to apply to himself! What he’d done--it could be considered unforgivable. No one should be treated how he’d treated Roman--or well, any of his former relationships. It had taken Patton’s birth to get him to...stop. To want to change. To be better.

Roman had the gall to smirk at him as he stopped in front of a display of cages, letting go of Janus’s wrist so he could fish out a set of keys from his pocket. “Correct, little man. It’s a Prince’s duty to help all those he encounters in distress….even if the fair damsel turns out to be a---.”

“Aaraog!” Patton piped up.

Roman froze, looking nonplussed at the nonsequir. “Aaraog?”

“You can’t trust them. They’re Evil.” Patton said solemnly before bouncing in Janus’s arms as he stared eagerly into the cages. “Daddy says that even though the Dragon Witch is a jerk, he still occasionally helps the Prince! And so they can’t be meanies to each other all the time like Aaraog sooo if the Prince can help the Dragon Witch then you, Prince--”

“Roman.” Janus said softly, the name feeling like he was tasting the forbidden fruit as it rolled off his tongue. He looked away as his Ex shot him a dark look. Yah...he didn’t think they were on first name terms anymore, hence why he only ever called the Prince...well Prince. But Pattey had been upset that the Dragon Witch always fought with the Prince and always lost...so he’d told a slightly different story from the usual, using a giant spider as the villain instead. It’d been... a kind of self wish of his. Where he hoped things would eventually...maybe...work out.

“Prince Roman! And my Daddy can be friends today too as you help!”

Ha. That would be the day. He wasn’t a fool enough to believe them rekindling any sort of...friendship...would ever actually happen. Even if he wanted a redo...he was pretty sure he’d burned that bridge and then buried the ashes in a pit a hundred feet deep back in college.

“I--I--don’t think he’s...uh...I’m sure the Dragon Witch can be...nice.” Roman said, rubbing the back of his neck.

And Janus was a platypus. “Liar.” He mumbled. Roman had only ever known his manipulative nice. Not his genuine niceness. How could he? Janus had only learned how to be so after Patton had said his first word. Years after everything had...ended between them.

“You’re one to talk.” Roman hissed.

“Yes and?”

Pattey looked between the two of them, before deciding that comforting his Dad was needed. His little hands squished Janus’s cheeks. “But Daddy isn’t a true Dragon Witch!” He said firmly, maintaining eye contact before he flashed his hundred watt smile, succeeding in melting Janus’s heart once again. “He’s the bestest Daddy in the whole world! Even if he doesn’t think so.”

Janus flushed. “Liar.” He repeated. He was sure there were plenty of other Dads who were far better than he could ever be.

“Truther!” Patton grinned. “The best best best BEST Daddy!!”

He shook his head as Roman scoffed, hoping his face wasn’t as red as a tomato--this awkward encounter was only going to get much worse if he didn’t hurry this up. Janus quickly set his son down, pushing him towards the cage his Ex had unlocked.

“Go pick one you like.” He encouraged, staying crouched to discourage Roman from talking to him even if it did mean his Ex would be hovering over him like the Sword of Damocles. It wasn’t ideal, but it would hopefully keep himself from saying something he would regret and get them kicked out before he could buy a Frogmin for his son.

After all, Roman had to only be helping him on Patton’s behalf. If his kid hadn’t been here he was sure his Ex would have taken one look at him and thrown him right back out, no questions asked. So the sooner they could get out of here the sooner they both could forget this whole encounter.

Not that Janus would be able to forget. Not when Pattey usually demanded a Prince story for bedtime.

“Oh!!!” Patton pressed his face against the glass where little multi-colored frog-like humans crouched among the branches inside the cage. “Look at them, Daddy!!! LOOK! FROGMINS!! They’re here! AWWWWWW. Look at their cute little spots!!”

Janus let out a slow breath, the tension in his shoulders easing. Finally. After fifteen stores he could finally make good on his promise to his son.

“Careful. You don’t want to scare them.” Roman said, also kneeling down, keeping Pattey between them as he pointed to the half dozen Frogmins inside. “While they have frog characteristics, it’s easier to think of them as mini people. And some of them can get really scared when a giant face suddenly appears in front of them.”

His son’s eyes went wide. “Noooo. I don’t wanna scare them!” Pattey leaned back, wrapping his arms around himself as he twisted back and forth. “They’re just sooo cool! And so Princely! Cus if you kiss one they can turn large and save the day! Like the stories! But I want mine to remain small, so I’ll be very careful in my kisses. And they can hop and climb walls like--” Patton made a face and Janus had to bite back a smile at his son’s reluctance to say Spiderman. “Like superheros!! And they eat bugs! Like...like!!!....like….spiders.” He shivered. “I don’t like them.”

Roman tilted his head, amber eyes flashing with understanding. “So you’re looking for a Frogmin to protect you from spiders?”

Pattey nodded hard enough he looked like a bobble head. “He’ll keep me safe while I sleep!”

Roman chuckled. “A good reason to get a Frogmin. Though not all of them like to eat spiders. Just like some little boys don’t like to eat their vegetables.”

His son grimaced. “But carrots are icky!!”

“And some Frogmins think spiders are icky too.” He said gently, opening a small hatch in the side of the cage where three of the Frogmins had already gathered. “While you can just pick one that you like the look of...you could also come over here and hold out your hands--don’t reach in, but hold out your hands and ask them if any of them would like to come live with you and eat spiders...or well, like to have them as a treat as I’m sure you don’t want to feed them dried ones.” He glanced over to Janus as he spoke.

Ha. No. While he did have some dried spiders waiting at home, there was no way he’d pull out any of the creatures...even dead ones...where his son could see. One meltdown at the first pet store had been enough to convince him why having his Lilypatton see spiders--dead or alive--was a bad idea.

Janus let out a slow breath as Pattey eagerly moved closer, his small hands held out to the opening.

“Do you guys like to eat spiders?” He whisper-shouted to the group. “If you do, we have plenty of them at home and I really really REALLY want you to eat ALL of them. Please? Pleeeease.”

And now Roman was going to think they lived in a haunted house or something. Really, it was more of an issue of all the spiders in their backyard instead of inside.

Janus shook his head, holding up a hand. “I have a variety of other dried insects to choose from at home if the one Pattey picks doesn’t like spiders.” He said, glancing at his Ex before turning his attention back to the cage, watching as more Frogmins crept out of the leaves towards his son.

Sure, he knew that Pattey wanted the Frogmin mostly for their ability to eat spiders--and their connection to Princes--but he wasn’t a fool to expect that to be the only food source.

Though knowing his luck, whichever one his son picked would be extremely picky and want to eat only the most expensive of the bugs.

Roman raised an eyebrow. “You already have everything else as well? The cage?”

Janus rolled his eyes. Nooo he’d just spent months preparing and all day searching for a Frogmin and totally forgot about getting the creature a home to live in. “Yes.”

Roman pursed his lips, an obvious indication that he didn’t like the answer and stood, tilting his head down the aisle to where a variety of cages sat on the shelves. “Show me.”

To Be Continued. Part 4

#Christmas Eve #stillebesat #Sanders Sides #Janus #Roman #Patton #Deceit #Creativity #Morality #Familial Moceit #Dad!Janus #Child!Patton #Past Toxic Relationship talk tw #Manipulation talk tw #Lying talk tw #Frogmin!AU #MythicalMin!AU #PetStore!AU

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shewillreadyou · 3 years

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Me before you: Chapter 3: Excuse me miss

A/N: This is a TRR AU. Liam is already married, but see’s Riley and wants his cake. If the readers are receptive this might turn into more than a mini series. Enjoy!

Disclaimers: Most characters are property of Pixelberry

Warnings: Language, adult content, mild sexual innuendo.

Word Count: 3468

Catch up: Haven’t met you Yet For Real

Prompts: None

Pairings: Drake & Riley

Song inspiration: Luther Vandross Take you out & Wait for Love

Be Kind: Hit the heart button, leave a comment or reblog. It makes a writer so so happy.

The hot water cascaded down his sculpted body. He groaned as he ran his hands through his luscious chocolate locks. He lathered his shoulders as thoughts of her ran through his mind. He was captivated by her. She seemed to consume his every waking moment. Liam had crossed the line yet again. Every time it seemed his transgressions got more and more out of hand. He refused to allow his friend’s actions to ruin his final couple of days in the states.

Bastien had taken over the King’s detail while they were in Waxahachie for Savannah’s wedding. For the next 48 hours, Liam was not his charge, he was his friend. His thoughts went back to her. She represented hope, possibility, promise. He had no idea what was to come, but he knew that it would be an exciting adventure if she was at his side.

As he pulled his white henley tee shirt over his head, his mind went back to the conversation he had at the reception with his cousin Tyler, who was a cyber-security analyst with the Department of Homeland security. Drake explained to Tyler that he would no longer be sitting with him and the rest of the bridal party because the girl who he had been telling Tyler about who works in advertising, who he met in New York was there, and he intended to spend as much time with her as he could. She was something special. She could be the one. “So you invited her to Sav’s wedding?” he inquired.

“No, actually she is the friend of Sav’s college roommate, Mackenzie, and came as her plus one. I had no idea she would be here.”

“Sounds like fate.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that of all the places in the world this one person could be, she is here at your sister’s wedding... in Waxahachie, TX. If this girl is the one, you’re screwed. You might as well spruce up your resume. She’s a career woman. She is not going to move to Cordonia for you, and you suck at long-distance relationships. I can probably get you in at my job. My guy Rob in HR owes me a favor.”

“I’ll keep that in mind if I ever get the courage to ask her out,” he told Tyler.

The truth was, he could easily see a future with Riley. She’s beautiful, honest, smart, quick-witted, and kind. His cousin’s words bounced around in his head as he pulled on his favorite distressed jeans giving himself a quick once over in the full-length mirror in the room his Mom had decorated for him at the ranch after she returned to the states when his dad passed.

He opened his laptop and took a look around the room. The Walker Ranch had been in his father’s family for several generations being passed down to the eldest male child, like each generation before. Drake stayed in Cordonia after his father died and was handsomely compensated by the crown. His college education was covered, and he and his sister received a stipend each month. Drake was always taught to do a lot with little and to save the rest. For years he lived at the palace and saved every penny. Being friends with Liam, he learned how to invest wisely and he did pretty well in the stock market. His newest pastime had been real estate investment. He had been buying foreclosed homes in and around Dallas and having his Mom’s brothers and his cousins fix them up before selling them for a generous profit.

He was curious, he was now the rightful owner of the Walker Ranch. It had struggled in the past, but because of his business plans and wise investment, the family business was as strong as it had ever been and his mom was nearing retirement age. What if he and Riley did end up together? He knew the plan was for his cousin Miranda to replace his mom when she was ready, while he retained ownership, but where would that leave him? He pulled up the DHS website and clicked on the careers tab. He was reading a description of a position that he believed he would qualify for, Intelligence Analyst.

Just then Liam plowed through his door without warning.

“Li! What the fuck man?” he shouted as he closed his laptop abruptly.

“My apologies, I hope I'm not interrupting. I just wanted to apologize if I offended you. You were right, any woman can be a lot. Carsyn is not speaking to me, she thinks I'm interested in Riley.”

“You are interested in Riley. She's just not interested in you and it's killing you. Let me ask you something, why is it so hard for you to grasp that a smart beautiful woman would be interested in me over you?”

“It’s just.. It’s not that. I'm not accustomed to rejection. It intensifies my want for her.”

“ I hate to cut our conversation short but I have to head out. I’ve got a few stops to make before I pick up Riley.”

“Then I shall take my leave. Enjoy! Smart man, planning a date when it’s going to storm. I’m sure you won’t have a problem closing tonight,” he said as he left the room.

The evening came and Drake drove along the winding Country Road towards the city. He tapped his thumb against the steering wheel to the beat of Chris Stapleton’s, “Starting Over.”

Then he switched from Prime country to the Heart and Soul station on his XM Radio. If he was going to have her in his life it meant embracing all aspects of it. He knew that music was a big thing for her and although she would listen to a little bit of everything she loved R&B and Jazz. A song by Luther Vandross came on and to his surprise, it was not very different from the country music he listened to all the time. The chorus was catchy and very fitting.

“Excuse me Miss, what's your name? Where are you from, and can I come? And possibly, can I take you out tonight?”

He found himself humming the tune as he stepped into the local Nursery to pick up a houseplant to go along with the Pinot Grigio he bought as a gift for Riley. He decided on a Prayer Plant.

It was relatively low maintenance and he thought it would be entertaining to watch it curl up in darkness. He didn't want to do the same flowers and candy that everyone does. He wanted to take her something that she would keep for a while, and possibly would make her think of him when she saw it. As much as he didn't want to admit it the thought of her dating someone else while he was back in Cordonia was driving him insane.

He was nervous and he couldn't figure out why. They were just going to hear some live music. But he wanted to impress her so badly. He knew that it was more likely that he would end up putting his foot in his mouth but with her, for some reason, it did not matter. When he pulled up in front of her place he put on ChapStick, and reached into his glove box, sprayed on some Chrome, and checked his breath before quickly gathering the gifts for her and heading toward the door. He tucked the house plant under his arm as he smoothed over his clothes as the elevator took him to her floor. A small lump formed in his throat as he approached her door.

She opened the door and his breath caught in his throat as he took in her appearance. She was dressed in a denim outfit with matching stiletto boots and oddly enough, the denim matched his jeans. It would almost appear planned. He was secretly thrilled. She smiled at him and he was sure he forgot his own name for a few seconds. She stretched up on her toes and kissed him sweetly on the cheek.

“Hey Drake, you smell delicious.”

“Hey. Thanks. These are for you.”

“Aww, you brought me a houseplant and wine? I’m not worthy, but I love it. Thank you. Come in! I promise I’m almost ready.”

She sat the plant on the counter and placed the wine in her wine fridge.

“You look greeeeat,” she squealed.

“Thanks. So do you.”

“So how’d you know what kind of wine I like?” she asked as she finished her eye makeup in the mirror.

“Observant, I guess. I saw a bottle in the trash when I was here yesterday.”

“I’ll keep that in mind. Are you ready?”

He stood moving to open the door for her. “After you.” They made it downstairs as a couple of her neighbors made it home from what he only assumed was church. He couldn’t figure out if the staring was due to her outfit or if it was because she was with him. He looked at her in awe as she strutted with confidence to his car.

He opened the door for her and she smiled before thanking him.

He could feel his heart pounding in his chest. She was rattling on and on about the artist performing in the festival and he was secretly praying she wouldn’t ask him a question that required an intelligent answer. She kept touching his biceps and his hand. Her hands were so soft and he was sooo turned on. He hoped that she didn’t notice the bulge in his pants and think that he was a creep. He wondered if she kept touching him because she was nervous too?

“Um, Ri? You good?”

“Yeah, why?”

“You are extremely chatty and you keep touching me.”

“I’m excited. I’ll try to keep my hands to myself, but the way this henley hugs your arms,” she wiggled her eyebrows.

He let out a low chuckle as he quickly glanced at her for the seventh time.

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, never better. Why?”

“You keep looking at me.”

He grinned keeping his eyes on the road. They were nearing the venue when she glanced at his pants. He immediately assumed that she spotted his retreating erection.

“What?”

“We’re matching you know. People are going to think we did this purposely.”

“Do you care what others think?”

“No, I suppose not.”

“Good because we’re here.”

They parked and he asked her to stay put for a moment. He got out of the truck and grabbed a blanket and wicker picnic basket. He walked around the truck and opened the door for her and she blushed furiously as she stepped out.

They made their way to a free spot among the crowd. Riley noticed a few glares from both men and women, who obviously had an issue with she and Drake being there together. Then she smiled as one woman gave her a smile, wink and thumbs up as she stood to the side watching while Drake spread the blanket and invited Riley to sit. She knew that some people would have opinions of them being an interracial couple, but Drake didn’t seem bothered. In fact, she thought it showed how courageous he was. When another woman mouthed, “That’s a good look!”

She bit the inside of her cheek trying not to smile. The truth was she didn’t need any validation. She knew Drake was a catch. The fact that he was easy on the eyes was a bonus.

“What’s in the basket?”

“Uh, a little something my mom helped me with.”

He opened the basket and pulled out wine glasses, a bottle of her favorite Pinot Grigio, cheese, cashews, summer sausage, deli turkey, sliced cucumbers, grapes, strawberries, whipped cream and 2 brownies. The opening act took the stage and Drake pulled Riley close.

“I hope you’re hungry.”

“I am,” she said coyly as she settled between his legs.

They cuddled for a bit before eating, until one of the performers played a rendition of The Gap Band’s, “Outstanding.” She jumped up and pulled Drake with her. He wrapped his arms around her from behind and swayed back and forth with Riley. She felt so comfortable in his arms, he actually had rhythm. There went another stereotype out the window, it just felt right.

After several acts had gone on and several glasses of wine later Riley settled in his lap as a performer started to play a slower song. “I love Luther,” Riley squealed as she began to sing along.

Knowing love the way I do

I can say for certain that it's true

There's a chance for me and you.

I surely feel like the time is near

The picture in my mind is very clear

I think love has brought us here

I remember not too long ago

I was just a lonely person

With a lonely heart, yeah

And I was hoping there could one day be,

Be a chance

For me to get the love

That I'd been missing

Sometimes love takes a long time

Wait for love

And you're gonna get the chance to love

Wait for love, wait for love oh, my

When you take the chance on love you'll see

It's not a waste of time if you truly believe

The impossible can be..

So hold on tight if you think you're right

Cause nothing hurts as bad as when you see

You gave up too easily

Now I remember spending all my time

On a dream that kept me wishing that you could be mine, yeah

And I was hoping there could one day be, be a chance, whoa

I never stopped believing there could one day be, be a chance

For me to get the love that I'd been missing

Sometimes love takes a long time

Wait for love, and you're going to get your

Chance to love

Wait for love, wait for love

And you'll get the love that you've been missing

Sometimes love takes a long time

But wait for love

And you're going to get your chance to love.

Drake couldn’t help but hang on to her every word. He wondered if she was trying to send him a message through the lyrics. She had a voice like an angel and when the song ended he was breathless.

“Ms. Riley sings too?”

She giggled as she rested her head on Drake's shoulder, her back to his strong chest. He fed her grapes then strawberries with whipped cream soliciting jealous glances from some nearby onlookers. She made sure to let her lips and tongue graze his fingers. For a few blissful moments, they both silently enjoyed the closeness.

“You know, this is pretty cool,” he whispered in her ear.

She smiled as his breath tickled her ear. Feeling the effects of the wine, she paused for a few moments before she responded.

“What’s that?”

“This. Us. The festival. It all just feels right.”

She wordlessly looked up at him. She wondered if she could will him to kiss her with her “come get it eyes.” Suddenly, a torrential downpour covered the venue, leaving Drake and Riley scrambling to gather the blanket and basket before sprinting to his Jeep. Before they could get there he stopped snaking his arm around her pulling her close.

This was it, he was going to do it, it was now or never. If she was the onehe wanted to look back at their first date and tell a romantic tale of their first kiss in the rain. Now was the time. He leaned in and when she opened her eyes her lips found his instantly. It was everything she expected and more. It was hungry and passionate and lustful and it made her lady parts twitch. When he pulled away he watched her for signs of regret, but her eyes said she wanted more.

“Hurry, get in,” Drake urged her as he took the time to throw the basket and blanket in the back.

They were both soaked. She laughed hysterically when he finally got inside.

“This entertains you, does it?”

She nodded as she continued laughing, her eyes were clenched tightly.

He went back in taking her lips again as it continued to storm all around them. Her hands roamed his body and her eyes went wide when she made contact with the bulge in his pants. Another stereotype out the window…Drake cupped the back of her dripping head with his left hand deepening the kiss while his right hand explored the soft skin of her thigh as a soft moan escaped her. Suddenly his phone rang, “Mama’s Song” by Carrie Underwood blasted from his pocket startling Riley. Drake huffed and looked at her with apologetic eyes before answering.

“Mom? What’s up?”

“I’m so sorry for interrupting your date Drizzy.”

Riley smiled.

“Mom, what’s wrong?”

“The power is out and the generator didn’t kick in. I gave Larry the weekend off..”

“I’ll be there as soon as I get Riley home safely. Sit tight.”

“Thanks Driz. How’d it go? Did you kiss her?”

“Mom! She can hear you.”

“Hi, Mrs.Walker.” Riley chimed in.

“Hi, sweetheart. Did he kiss you?”

Riley laughed again.

“Bye Mom!”

Drake ended the call and turned to Riley, cheeks flushed red.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?” She asked as he pulled out of the parking lot.

“For the way, tonight is ending. For my Mom.”

“Nothing could ruin today. Not even your Mom Drizzy,” she laughed again.

‘Geez, Ri that was below the belt.”

His comment made her think about his bulge and she began to blush.

“Are you blushing?”

“Maybe.”

“Why?”

“Oh, it’s too embarrassing to share.”

“Now you know I won’t stop until you tell me.”

When they pull into her neighborhood the entire area is pitch black. Her building was also dark.

“Good thing I have candles.”

“Or you could go back to the ranch with me,” he said shyly.

“Really? I don’t want to put anyone out.”

“It’s just Mom and I. Liam and Carsyn should be out for the evening. Besides, I promised you dinner and it’s Sunday, I bet my mom cooked.”

“I can’t meet your Mom looking like this. I’ll be ok.”

“Riley, I’m not leaving you alone in the dark.”

“If you want to spend more time with me just say that.”

“Fine, I want to spend more time with you and I’m not leaving you alone in the dark. My Mom would kill me. Pleaaase! I can get you one of Sav’s outfits. I promise it will be an adventure.”

“Okay, I’ll go. But only because you’re so cute when you beg.”

He bit his lip. “You haven’t seen anything yet.”

“Drake Arrington Walker!” she warned.

“Too much?” He smiled.

When they arrived at the ranch, Drake showed Riley to his room and gave her towels and a change of clothes while he went to help with the generator. She quickly showered, pulled her hair up into a messy bun and moisturized with his Nivea lotion that she found on the counter she walked back into his bedroom pulling on the leggings she borrowed. She was still bare from the waist up when the door opened. Her back was turned when she looked over her shoulder to reprimand him.

“Drake!”

“Riley, it’s me, Liam.”

Riley screamed as she scrambled to cover herself.

“Get out!”

“My mistake. I thought Drake was in here. But this, you are much better.”

“Get. Out.”

“Come on, what’s a little fun between friends?” he asked as he closed the door.

Before she could answer Drake barreled into the room, his fist connected with Liam’s jaw before he tackled him.

“Have fun with me you bastard, I told you to leave her the fuck alone,” he yelled as Bastien pulled Drake off of Liam. Riley watched the entire scene in horror from the corner.

“Get the fuck out Li!”

After Bastien escorted Liam back to the guest house, Drake checked on Riley.

“Are you hurt? He didn’t touch you did he?”

“No, I’m more embarrassed than anything. He walked in without knocking while I was changing.”

“Well, you don’t have to worry about him.”

“What in tarnation is all that racket back here?” Bianca asked as she turned the corner.

“Just Li being a creep. Everything is fine Mom.”

Riley stood when Bianca entered the room.

“Riley, this is my Mom, Bianca. Mom, this is my Riley.”

His eyes went wide as soon as the words left his mouth. He grimaced as Riley extended her hand to his Mom. Bianca pulled Riley into her embrace instead.

“It’s nice to meet the girl who makes Driz nervous.”

“Mom!”

Riley laughed.

Come on darling, I know y’all were supposed to get dinner. It’s Sunday so I cooked some pot roast, mashed potatoes, carrots, and green beans and for dessert, banana pudding funnel cakes.

“Oh my God, Mrs. Walker, that sounds amazing. Drake, you were holding out on me.”

“Not, really. Maybe I wanted to cook for you first.”

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causticsunshine · 3 years

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i was tagged by both the lovely @dyingstars-x and @harrymegirlfriend to answer twenty questions about myself! this was a lot more candid than i anticipated but here we go~

💗what do you prefer to be called name-wise?

alex!

💗when is your birthday?

july 21st! cancer season baybee

💗where do you live?

in the US! i've been in the pacific northwest for about eight years but i'm definitely still a californian at heart

💗three things you’re doing right now?

1. jobhunting 2. trying to open my online shop 3. attempting™️ to finish deadline stuff and this HSLOT drawing i've been working on since saturday 🤞🤞

💗four fandoms that have piqued your interest right now?

i go through little phases where i have my one big primary interest—one dee since returning to it last summer—that sticks around for awhile and then some smaller, less involved ones that tend to come and go, so i'd say right now the only other 'fandom' i'm kinda in is for MDZ/the untamed/cql, even though i'm a very late member to the party!

💗how is the pandemic treating you?

okay i guess? i'd really like to be moved out already as being in therapy and gaining confidence since my big mental breakdown last fall—accompanied with quitting my job of nearly four years that didn't get me anywhere in life—i've realized how many unhealthy behaviors and mindsets are perpetuated in my household and how they're....really not good for me at all. but i also know i can't get to the place i'd like to be mentally and emotionally without moving out, i also can't move out until i find a 9-5 with bennies with all my health problems + me losing my insurance in the new year so it's been....a time.

buuuut besides the soul crushing terror of being an adult living at home with people who don't understand you, i'm confident now and a lot of my mindsets have changed to healthier ones and i've regained my love of art and being creative?

💗song you can’t stop listening to right now?

it's a combination of 'i wish i never met you' by loote, 'crowd' by sophie cates, and...... 'stay' by the kid laroi + justin bieber (although i think that one's just an earworm i need to work out lmao)

💗recommend a movie

i just got to rewatch 'cowboy bebop: the movie' and it's sooo fun....(spoilers) i know the ending of the anime is supposed to be purposefully open as it just covers a section of time in the characters' lives where they're all together but i kinda wish i'd watched the movie after as opposed to when it takes place because it's a little bit...of a nicer (and much clearer) wrap up!

💗how old are you?

twenty five 🧓

💗school, university, occupation, other?

currently jobhunting for a Boring grown up job just for some regularity and insurance (and $$ to get my ass OUT) but i want to take on freelance commission work again too! i dropped out of uni in like 2018 because the school i was going to kept fucking me over with credits just to get my associate's but maybe i'll go back one day.....maybe.....

💗do you prefer hot or cold?

HOT only because it's so gd cold and wet where i live now and even when the summers are warm they're super short and don't compensate for the months i spend not moving out of arthritis pain and freezing my ass off

💗name one fact others may not know about you.

i always come up with fun ones when i don't have any reason to share them lmao but i guess.....staying on-brand with 1d stuff, and i might've said this before, but louis gave me my first bout of gender envy that i recognized as actual gender envy when i was like, fifteen? and as i was coming out of my obvious emo phase into one more subdued, i totally dressed like twink louis for almost a year....haircut and everything....

if i can find the one photo i'm thinking of i'll post it but until then use your imagination sjkgdf

💗are you shy?

i can be? i think once i vibe with someone enough it becomes easy to talk to and open up to them but before that i can be pretty closed off and a bit impersonal.

💗do you have any preferred pronouns?

they/them!

💗any pet peeves?

i'm one of those 'people talking or random noise being made near me while i'm trying to concentrate on something fuels my murder response out of nowhere' people but otherwise...outside of common courtesy/manners stuff being ignore, i don't think so? although i genuinely hate when people walk right behind me or right in front of me...shit makes me anxious and ticks me off dfjkngdf i got shit to do!!

💗what’s your favourite “dere” type?

am i boring if i say tsundere just because it's relatable? although dorodere is kinda fun in the right setting....i love a good character twist!

💗rate your life 1-10. 1 being really crappy and 10 being the best you could ever be.

i'd say a 5? there's a lot more i want to do and achieve and things i know i could have right now if my ADHD and anxiety didn't still have such a death grip on me but i'm also in the best headspace i've been in in years so i'll take that as a win!

💗what’s your main blog?

this one!

💗list your side blogs and what they’re used for.

swmpwxtch is my art-only blog because i'm slow at finishing things and know there's no point trying to make this an 'art blog' when i reblog so much, and then prickelndauge is my insp blog (so if you're wondering why there's a startling lack of fashion and art on this blog, it's mostly over there!), then i have one for creepy/spooky stuff (bonepickng) because i know not a lot of people want to see that on main, aaaaand am-ref a ref blog for art tips, life things, donation pools, etc.! (and some old urls i have saved)

💗is there anything you think people need to know about you before becoming friends with you?

at the risk of sounding like a YA protagonist: my heart is full of love and i try to be as understanding and open as i can be but i also have a very short bullshit fuse, so while i'm still happily understanding of certain behaviors and mindsets, if you cross the line that i put very bluntly in the sand, you're not crossing back over.

(ie i love my friends but don't be a dick and if you are you get one warning and that's all <3)

uhhh i know a lot of people got tagged already and have done this so! i'll be tagging @grimmpitch @hershelsue @niallnailme @dragmedown @ialwaysknewyouwerepunk @justmehernthemoon @non-binharry @genius0flove @mamaharry @theymetinthetoihlet @saintqueer and uhhh anyone else that would like to!! and if you've done this already please ignore me~

#tagged #twenty questions #oh geez that's me

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missskzbiased · 4 years

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Getting a Roommate (7)

Sooo... It’s finally there! The last chapter.

I would like to thank you all <3 Everyone that read/liked/reblogged/sent me messages you made me really happy! I didn’t think it would be like this so thank you, really!

Lastly, Sorry for the delay. I lost some things, wrote and rewrote a lot of it, grammarly is not working anymore (Ç.Ç) so it may have a lot of mistakes, even though I reviewed it (sometimes I go back at some part to check something and there is a dumb mistake and I end up like ????, so who knows)

Genre: Fluff, Romance; Sugestive; College Au; Roommate Au; Love Triangle

Pairing: Minho X Reader X Chan

Word Count: ~15,5K

Female Lead

Warnings: Language, Sugestive stuff (?), drunk people, jackass on a bar

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Final)

P.S.: Now I have a Spin off on this for Chan (Linked)

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There were only four words that could express what you felt when you heard Minho’s confession.

Four words you never ever thought you would say to him.

Four words that made you blush in embarrassment.

“Oh, Really? Okay, cool.” As soon as you said it, you regretted it, especially as Minho stood there, his shut eyes opening slowly to bury into yours. Who the hell would answer a confession in this way?!

You.

“Okay, cool?” He asked dumbfounded and you hid your face behind your hands.

“I’m sorry, you surprised me” You confessed ashamedly “I did not expect it”

“Sorry, but did you hear me when I said I moaned your name before?” His voice was amused even though he had just gotten reject. Minho couldn’t believe you were so oblivious to his feelings, but he couldn’t really blame you… He was oblivious to them too not long ago.

“Well, yeah!” You answered high pitched as you felt all your blood rush to your face “But how would I know you meant you liked me?! I thought you just wanted to bang!” You reasoned, far more nervous than you needed to be. Minho averted his eyes, trying to look anywhere but you.

“Will you stick to okay cool?” He asked bashfully “Hm… We can just forget it too. Pretend I didn’t say anything. I’m okay with being friends… I’m not a kid or anything… I can take a no for an answer…” He was starting to ramble and you couldn’t focus on him anymore. Minho just said he liked you, just like Chan had.

You were screwed.

“Hm… Actually I…” You tried to think something to say, but you were interrupted by an unaware Hyunjin knocking on the door.

“Hey, Minho? Can you lend me your car?” He asked and you promptly unlocked and opened the door, a fake and tight smile on your face. You never felt more grateful to Hyunjin, which was pretty easy, actually, since he had been an ass for most of your time together “Oh… “ He took your blushed self in, your hair messed up and your clothes wrinkled, landing his eyes on a flustered Minho “I didn’t mean to interrupt” He apologized, ready to turn away and get out of your sight.

“No!” You yelled at him, making him stop in his track “I was… I was going to… FELIX. Yeah, I totally forgot I had to go to Felix haha! Yeah… Great Felix… He must… Be… Expecting me?” You didn’t really know what you were saying, but you stuck to the fact they were as lost as you. You quickly got out of Minho’s room and entered your own just to pick up some stuff and making your way to Felix’s place.

You hoped your friend would be there because you would need him.

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It should be no surprise, but your best friend wasn’t really that helpful.

“No shit!” He uttered, cackling up “Way to go, Y/N!” He added, cheering you like he always did, except that this time he shouldn’t really. Felix was sat on the border of his bed while you were sprawled there, looking at him with a tired expression. Felix was one quite intelligent human being, but sometimes he just seems to miss important things like common sense.

“I think you’re missing the point here” You sighed and He sprawled himself on his bed beside you, looking at the ceiling.

“I think you’re missing a damn good opportunity to get laid not once, but twice!” He stated, as you said, not really helpful at all “Chan and Minho are way too hot to pass up! Actually, maybe you could get laid once, but with both of them” He realized, widening his eyes as he turned his head to you, expecting you to acknowledge his idea. You laid there, your face turned to him, your eyes meeting with two different feelings: Excitedeness and Tiredness.

“I’m serious, Felix!” You whined and he scoffed.

“You think I’m joking?! Picture it! Two damn hot guys banging you! I would pay for a chance like this!” He sighed, happy with his scenario, and you scoffed.

“You would pay to bang me? Are you going to say you like me too?” You joked and he pushed your shoulder.

“No, dummy! I mean it, you really should talk this through with them, you’re so going to regret it if you don’t” He advised and you shook your head, dumbfound.

“Your way of solving things is out of the box” You stated amazed and he chuckled “I can’t bang them now that I know they like me, can I?” It wasn’t a real question, but Felix answered it anyway.

“Of course you can! Y/N, think with your lower head for once, really! What’s the matter? You just have to be clear and say you just want to have sex. It’s not that hard” He shrugged, making you sighed.

“My lower head is not trustworthy! Last time I used it I touched myself to –“ You choked on your words, realizing what you were about to say and Felix widened his eyes.

“You didn’t!” He shot up, sitting on his bed with his mouth agape “You masturbated to them?! You horny bitch! I can’t believe it! So what is the problem? You clearly want them to fuck you!” Why had Felix to be so… Crude? You hid your face with the pillow and screamed against it, feeling your ears burning as the shame of talking about this crashed on you. He chuckled before you glared at him, moody.

“You can’t say it to anyone!” You threatened and He laughed.

“Aish… I was just about to text my friend about my best friend DJ’s life! What am I going to do now?” He feigned to be upset and you slammed his arm, he winced in pain “Ouch!” He pouted, rubbing his arm and looking at you with puppy eyes.

“Anyway! I don’t like them, so I can’t just fuck them like this” You sighed.

“Why not? Both of them are kinda fuckboys, right? They fucked a lot of people without feeling anything, okay? I guess the universe is being fair and teaching them a lesson” He wondered. Felix’s mind would never fail to amaze you. Even though He was right about the fuckboys part, it didn’t mean they knew how to handle this when they were the vulnerable ones.

“Have you ever heard about emotional responsibility?” You asked sarcastically and He arched his brow, giving you an ironic look.

“I’m not sure... Can you eat it?” He played dumb and you nudged him laughing.

“I have to take their feeling on account, I can’t just go there and fuck them because I know they would do me” You explained to him, sitting down to mimic him and looking him in the eyes “I wouldn’t like if they just banged me if I liked them, you know? Right now they’re like children… Dumb and helpless, because that’s what liking someone does to you. I can’t take advantage of them like this”

“Y/N… They’re grown-up asses, you know that, right?” He snorted “I doubt they will hold a grudge against you because you fucked them! Actually, it would be quite the opposite, really” He reasoned “I think you’re worrying too much about this… Are you sure you don’t like them? Aren’t you afraid of being hurt instead of hurting them?” Felix may be weird, but he knew you. You averted your eyes from him and bit your lip.

“What if I fall for one of them?” You asked unsure and Felix smiled warmly at you, throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer.

“Then you will be happy with one great guy” He said simply “Chan would be a perfect boyfriend and Minho can be a little bit… Blind to his own feelings, but if he finally acknowledged he likes you, I can only imagine him treating you like the queen you are” You smiled back at him and nudged in his embrace. Maybe your best friend was useful after all.

“I don’t know if I’m ready to like someone” You confessed unsurely and Felix sighed.

“Well, I guess we can figure it out if that happens” He shrugged “If they mess with you I will be there to catch you” He smiled to you and you reciprocated it, laying your head down on his shoulder “Just don’t expect me to punch anyone, you know I can’t fight” He added and you laughed.

“You literally have a black belt” You reminded him, looking in his eyes, your own shaped like crescents as you chuckled.

“Nah, I just bought it because I liked the color” He joked and you nudged him with your shoulders “But really… I think you should try to know them better or something if you’re not comfortable with banging them now. You know Minho enough, you live with him… If you didn’t like him until now, I don’t think you will get there” He reasoned and you pondered. Well, he did have a point. If you didn’t like Minho all this time, you probably just wouldn’t like him at all.

“I liked to kiss Chan… That’s for sure” You remembered, blushing “Maybe I should ask him out on a date? We have just been watching movies until now… Maybe I could… I don’t know. Do you know what kind of things he likes to do?” You realized you never really thought about what Chan liked to do, you guys just did things you liked until here.

“Do you want a filthy answer or a –“ Felix couldn’t finish his sentence as you hit his arm, making him cackle “I’m kidding! I’m kidding!” He uttered laughing as he tried to avoid your hits “Chan really likes music… I think his life is all about music, although I remember him saying he did like to go to the beach… Something about being a swimmer kind of guy instead of a ballplayer” Felix wondered.

“Oh! Going to the beach sounds nice, doesn’t it? It would be a cute date, wouldn’t it?” You asked unsurely and Felix grinned.

“So applied! What a good girl” He mocked you, talking with a baby voice he knew that pissed you off. You rolled your eyes, but smiled a moment after, laughing at his antics.

“You’re the worst best friend I ever met” You stated, and He scoffed.

“Which is pretty impressing, since I’m also the only one you ever met” He retorted and you smacked him again “Stop hitting me!” He whined jokingly and you snorted. It was nice to have Felix close, messing with you, and giving awful advice in the evening. You held his hand and smiled at him. He eyed you confused, expecting what kind of payback you would give him.

“I’m really happy to have you as my friend” You said sincerely, and He smiled back at you, his eyes beaming.

“Awn! I love you too” He cooed, hugging you tightly. You feigned disgust and tried to push him away half-heartedly, making him laugh and squeeze you tighter “Too late to take that back, you meanie!” He whined, letting you go and pushing you, making you fall on the mattress.

“What do you think? Should I call him now?” You asked, just laying there, raising your phone above your face, and searching for Chan’s number. You looked at Felix, unsure “Tomorrow is Sunday… Sunday is a typical beach day, right?” You bit your lower lip and Felix snorted.

“You do realize that if you ask him to go anywhere, even on his class’s day, he would go with you, right? He said he likes you, Y/N! You don’t have to worry that much” Felix reminded you. He was right. Chan liked you! He had no reason to bail on you… You mustered up your courage and dialed his number.

“Y/N? What’s up?” His voice sounded on the speakerphone “Do you need anything?”

“Hm… I was thinking about asking you on a date” You said shyly and Felix grinned at you.

“Oh? That sounds great!” he answered fast and Felix laughed.

“She didn’t even say where she wanna go yet, dude!” Felix approached his face to your phone, screaming so Chan could hear him on the other side. You nudged him with your foot, hissing at him. You heard Chan whining embarrassed.

“I was wondering if you want to go to the beach tomorrow” You stated, more confident now.

“That sounds great” he laughed, more composed now “It just happens that sometimes I can see into the future, so I kinda knew where this was going” He joked and you giggle.

“Yeah, sure” You mocked “I will text you the details, okay? Bye!” You said as he hummed in agreement.

“See? Not that hard” Felix chuckled “He’s so into you” He wiggled his brows and you scoffed.

As surprising as it could be, your best friend was really useful.

////

You could say that later when you arrived home, was pretty weird.

“Hey” Minho said from the couch, not looking at you. He was stiff, passing through the channels absently. You stiffened too, clearing your throat before giving him a small greeting. You stood there for a few moments, not looking at him, deciding it would be better to go to your room, the awkwardness too much to handle “Are we… Are we okay?” He asked unsure.

“Of course!” You answered immediately, surprised he even asked “I… I think I own you an apology” You said, and he looked at you, even though he tried to be cool, you could see the hurt under his eyes.

“No, that’s fine… I get it” He shrugged “You don’t like me. That’s fine! We can be friends, so it’s okay” He smiled. A fake smile. You smiled back, as tense as him “Do you want… To watch something?”He asked unsure and you shook your head.

“No, not today… I have to go to sleep now” You denied, and he arched a brow.

“So soon? Why? It’s 12 AM or something, isn’t it?” He asked confused and you averted your eyes, wondering if you should say it. But why wouldn’t you? He understood you were just friends… You shouldn’t feel uncomfortable with a friend, right?

“I have a date with Chan tomorrow” You explained “We’ll leave early, so I thought it would be better if I slept earlier as well” You added.

“Oh…” Minho tried his best not to show his disappointment, but it was all over his face. His voice sounded upset and you grimaced, worried you hurt him “That’s… Nice. Have a good date tomorrow” He wished half-heartedly, turning back to the TV.

“Yeah… Maybe we can watch it tomorrow night?” You asked and He nodded.

“Sure! If I’m free tomorrow night, I’m all yours” He agreed.

You nodded, going to your room.

That was… Awkward.

You laid down on your bed wondering if things would be this awkward from now on. You hoped it wasn’t. You liked to spend your time with Minho, watching TV and chatting, watching him cooking while dancing randomly, hear him complaining about Hyunjin dislike for cats… You didn’t want to lose this. Minho was your friend. A great friend, even if you didn’t know each other for long… Maybe he could even be your second Felix! Who knew?

Lost in those thoughts you fell asleep.

You waked up startled with your alarm. Why the fuck did you set that so early?! You turned it down, whining while still sprawled in your bed. You got up unwillingly, wondering why you had to come up with the idea of going to the beach on a Sunday morning. Maybe you should have suggested going at night, watch the sunset or whatever! Why wake up earlier than necessary? It was too late to regret it now, even though you couldn’t stop whining in your head as you took a bath to feel awake.

When you came out, already on your bath suit and your clothes on, you met Minho wiggling his butt while cooking. You let a chuckle out, and He eyed you, noticing your presence. He stopped his dance before Hyunjin’s voice made its presence.

“Morning, Y/N!” He said excitedly “Heard you’re going on a date with Chan today” He stated, smiling.

“Yeah” You agreed nonchalantly. You eyed Minho fixing the breakfast and your eyes trailed back to Hyunjin “Why are you guys up?” you asked curiously.

“We’re going on a date too” He announced proudly and you shot your brows up.

“Oh? That’s nice!” You said surprised and He nodded at you.

“Figured Minho needed a distra—“ He started to say, but Minho glared at him, and he promptly shut up “I mean, figured we both could get back to business”

“Good for you!” You cheered “I hope you guys have fun” You said sincerely, and Minho frowned, turning back to the pan as Hyunjin grimaced “Hey, are you making some for me too?” You asked smiling.

“I thought you were going to eat with Chan” He answered “I didn’t make enough for three, sorry” He apologized quickly and you felt your lips twisting down.

“No! That’s okay… You’re right, maybe we can eat something” You shrugged. You watched as the boys ate their food while you were waiting for Chan. Hyunjin eyed you guilty, offering you a piece of his pancake that you kindly refused. Right on time, Chan rang the bell and you got off the stool, waving goodbye for the boys as you opened the door for him.

“Hey, babygirl” He smiled at you, taking your hand on his “Ready to go?”

“Yep!” You agreed, smiling, as you squeezed his hand and closed the door behind you “But I’m starving! Should we stop somewhere to eat something?” You suggested and he nodded.

“Sounds good to me!” He smiled “Maybe we could buy some stuff to eat on the beach? Make a picnic?”He wondered and you beamed at his idea.

“That’s great! We can eat as we watch the sea… Sounds lovely!” You smiled, excitedly. He smiled back at you, his dimples showing. He looked so happy right now that you couldn’t help but kiss his cheek, grinning sheepishly “An award for your good idea” You joked.

“If I knew having good ideas would reward me with your kisses I would have become a genius by now” He sighed mockingly, feigning disappointment as you laughed at him “May I reward you too?” He asked bashfully and you nudged him.

“Reward me for what?” You asked curiously, and he kissed the tip of your nose.

“For being cute or something like this” He shrugged and you slapped him softly.

“What a great award!” You mocked, making him laugh. Your ride to the market was like this, little jokes and soft mocking as you guys made easy conversation. It was good to talk to Chan, the weight of insecurity you had before taken away from your shoulders. You weren’t with him to fuck him randomly, you were getting to know him, and he was pretty nice, just as you pictured him.

Your way to the beach was filled with music and singing your lungs out, your face turned to the window as you screamed wrong lyrics all the way to the beach, making Chan cackled up. You eyed him singing the lyrics in the right way and scoffed.

“Oh! We have a mister knows it all here?” You teased him and he scoffed back at you.

“I’m a musician, babygirl” He reminded you “I think we have a long way ahead if you can’t sing these songs right! I may have to stick around you with teaching purposes, of course,” He grinned slyly as you laughed, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Smooth” You stated “I have to warn you that I’m not only bad at singing, I also suck on swimming” He looked at you surprised.

“So why did you ask me to take you to the beach? We could go anywhere else!” You shrugged, turning your face away.

“I may have asked Felix what you liked to do” You glanced at him to see if he would have any reaction and you could see he was trying to hide a grin, his ears reddening “We’re going on a date, so I figured I could put some effort on making you comfortable” You stated just like he said the first date you had and his grin turned into a smile.

“I’m always comfortable if I’m with you” He glanced in your way and you tried to hide your smile, resting your chin on your hand and looking at the trees passing quickly outside.

“Since you want to teach me so many things, we could begin with swimming lessons, hm?” You suggested, “Maybe the first lesson should be mouth to mouth?” You said slyly, and he laughed, shaking his head.

“And you call me smooth? I may not be a lifeguard but I can certainly try to teach you that” He agreed, and you both laughed at your horrible flirting. You stayed in silence for a while, serious, until you decided to speak your mind. You looked him intensely, he glanced your way curiously “What happened?”

“I want you to know that… A friend of mine confessed to me recently and it made me wonder if I liked you guys… I think he’s out of question, but it made me wonder if I shouldn’t try it out with you. I’m not sure about my feelings yet. I don’t want to lie to you or anything like that, so I thought you should know” He seemed to think about what you said and he nodded, humming.

“So Minho confessed to you?” He asked and you let out a surprised gasp.

“How did you know?!” You asked chocked and he chuckled.

“It was pretty obvious he liked you” He shrugged “To be honest, I thought you liked him… I’m happy you choose me, even if you’re not sure you like me back. I will try my best, Y/N… I really like you. I think you’re the strangest girl I ever met but in a good way! I like the way you just go around being yourself, not worrying about anything… I like the way you just speak your mind” He confessed, blushing, and you felt your own cheeks heating up.

“I don’t know what to say” You admitted, averting your eyes. You noticed you had finally arrived at the beach. There wasn’t a lot of people there, although you could see some people running in the sand and playing in the sea. The sky looked beautiful, a literal sky blue standing there in all its glory, some white and fluffy clouds adorning it. Chan parked in the first spot he saw, close enough to the beach, so you wouldn’t be tired from carrying things there. He threw his arm over the back of your seat and grinned.

“So you can just kiss me” He suggested smugly and you laughed, nudging his shoulder.

“You flirty bastard!” You accused as he laughed along with you “Can’t believe you’re so bold! Oh my god” You awed, getting out of the car and picking the stuff you bought.

“Let me carry these for you” He said and you brought the bags closer to your body, frowning.

“I can carry some bags around” You whined, making him chuckle.

“I know you can, but I wanna show off, ok?” He rolled his eyes playfully. You firmly held your bags, getting them on your other hand, so he couldn’t pick them up. You averted your eyes and bit your lower lip, grinning slyly before opening your mouth.

“You can hold this, it’s heavy” You stated as you extended your empty hand in mid-air, glancing at him. Chan cackled up, looking at you in amusement before he grabbed your hand and intertwined your fingers.

“You sly little thing” He scoffed, walking along with you peacefully to the beach. You didn’t think it would be so easy to just do this kind of thing with Chan, but surprisingly it was. You didn’t feel awkward around him as you felt with Minho while flirting, you felt comfortable and normal like he was a longtime friend that just happened to be flirting with you. He started to swing your hands as you walked in the sand, the soft feeling under your feet making you giggle.

“Do you see that kid over there?” You asked, looking to a family that was happily eating together as a child built something with the sand, focused “Whoever reach there faster wins!” You announced.

“Win what?” He asked amused and you shrugged.

“Does it really matter?” Chan chuckled “On three! One… Two… T— Hey! That’s cheating!” You yelled as he sprinted first, letting go of your hand and beating you easily. You ran to reach him and panted, you rested your hands on your knees before eyeing him “Cheater!” You accused, making him laugh.

“I was counting on my mind, you were just too slow” You hit his arm weakly as he grinned at himself “What’s my prize?”

“Cheaters don’t get prizes, dummy” You stuck your tongue to him, mockingly, and he sat on the sand, supporting himself with his arms on the sand, his body leaning slightly back “Your loss because I would give you the honor for another date” You shrugged.

“That’s not fair! We can run again, I will behave this time” He whined looking at you with puppy eyes and a cute pout that made you scoff. You picked up the first snack you saw on the bag and shoved it into his mouth.

“That’s all you can get now” You feigned a saddened tone, and he took the cookie you shoved into his mouth, eating it happily.

“That’s okay, I will change your mind later on, and we will have a lot of dates to go” He said as he closed his eyes, taking in the sun. Chan looked angelic under the sunlight, the light breeze on the beach blew some locks of hair randomly, his lips turned upwards, happy to feel the sand under his fingers and the sea breath on his face. He seemed in peace there, like he was home. You liked the sea as well, you even liked to go to the beach sometimes, but you couldn’t relate to this feeling. You sat beside him, hugging your knees as you looked at the sea, enjoying the breeze.

“You seem to love the beach” You stated. Chan opened his eyes and looked at you, smiling brightly.

“I do. I always went to the beach with my parents when I was home… I guess being here just cures my homesickness” He agreed, his gaze fixed on the sea as he spoke softly. You took his hand on yours, smiling.

“Sometimes I get homesick too” You stated “I didn’t really go to the beach or anything like this with my parents, so I just stay at my place though” You chuckled. Chan averted his eyes from the sea to look at you. His eyes seemed deep and loving, focused just on you for a moment.

“When you feel homesick you can just come to me” He smiled cutely, his dimples showing again and you felt a smile spread on your face “I will be your home” You felt your cheeks heating up at his statement.

Someone to call home.

You weren’t really the romantic type. If anyone ever asked, you would say you’re just a friendly and cuddling type, someone who likes to stay with friends and speak your mind up, laugh, play. You never thought about having a real relationship, but Chan was making you wonder. If anything, you hoped the person you would love to be your home… Someone you could always go and stay there, loved, secure… A safe place in this exhausting world.

“Y/N?” Your name sounded in the air, but it wasn’t Chan’s voice that held it. You saw his eyes looking surprised at the owner of the voice and you followed his gaze to meet Hyunjin, Minho, and two unknown girls “I didn’t know you would be on the beach!” Hyunjin said exaggeratedly excited.

“That’s because I didn’t tell you so you wouldn’t interrupt it” You mocked him. One thing you could say that Hyunjin excelled was interrupting any alone moment you had with guys. For the last week he managed to do this like a thousand times with you and Minho, so you couldn’t be really surprised to see him interrupting you now, although it was a weird coincidence.

“Well, that sounds fair since I just interrupted it” He chuckled “Should we make it a triple date then?” He suggested and you looked unsurely at Chan, who didn’t look too fond of this idea but smiled anyway.

“Why not? Join us” His voice sounded stiff and you wondered if you should just send them away, but you didn’t even need to do this, because soon enough Minho spoke up.

“Let them be alone, Hyunjin” He said simply “We’ll spoil their date” That being said he started to walk away, his hand resting on the lower back of his date. He didn’t seem too bothered to see you and Chan together. Yesterday he had said he liked you and today he didn’t even bother to see you with Chan which could only mean he misread his own feelings. That was good. If Minho didn’t like you, you didn’t have a reason to be awkward around him. Everything would be fine.

Chan nudged you when they got far enough, calling for your attention.

“Wanna learn how to swim?” He asked shyly, making you giggle.

“Let’s eat first, Ariel” You answered laughing, picking up the food on your bag so you could prepare a sandwich. Chan whined at your joke and stole your sandwich, biting it before handing it back “Ya! It’s mine, you meanie” You whined jokingly before handing it to him with a smile and making another one for you.

As you both shared your breakfast peacefully looking at the sea, throwing some comments and jokes now and then, you could only feel yourself getting more and more comfortable with Chan. Maybe you didn’t like him yet, but you certainly could get there. As soon as you finished your food, both of you got in the cold water, splashing it on one another and laughing. It was needless to say the rest of your date went pretty well, even though you didn’t learn how to swim at all.

////

College could suck sometimes… Like every day.

You rested your head on your writing desk, sighing heavily as you wished you could just let your assignments rest there by themselves and magically getting done on their own. If you could ask anything to god, you would ask him to do these assignments for you because you couldn’t handle them anymore. Why did your professors need to destroy your life? You would never know. Your complaining loop reached its end when you heard a knock on your door.

Thank god! Someone to distract you from your responsibilities.

You opened the door excited, hoping it was Minho keeping up with your movie night.

Minho had been strange lately… Before he confessed to you, he simply didn’t talk to you, avoided you, and didn’t bring anyone home. Now, he switched the bringing part and couldn’t stop bringing girls home, but still didn’t talk to you. He had been bringing girls one day after another, and he kept himself busy, always ditched you and… Well, it sucked! You could understand if he was hurt or something like this, you know? If he needed time to heal or any shit like that, but he was banging everyone around! He wasn’t hurt! Why couldn’t he be your friend like a normal human being?

Besides, bringing girls home every single day was tiring! Well, he must be tired too, if you consider he didn’t stop banging… But that was not the point! You had to put up with the girls he brought home, and they were… Some of them were really mean, just eyeing you on the couch as if you were a piece of trash and you couldn’t help but think “Hey! I live here, sweety! Get the hell out If you don’t like it”, but you didn’t say anything because you were a great roommate. When the girls didn’t eye you like you were a threat, they simply didn’t acknowledge your presence at all, just making out eagerly with him as they tried to get some clothes off until they reached his room. This way or another, it sucked.

You couldn’t stop checking your phone now, always worried if he was going to bring some girl out of nowhere and it was tiring. You couldn’t feel happy anymore, it was like you weren’t home. You had to stay tuned all night, worrying you would disturb them when they were actually disturbing you. Even so, you still hoped Minho would just stop this for once and be with you like he used to be.

You missed him.

You missed your friend.

“Hey, your boyfriend is here” Hyunjin said as soon as you opened the door, his thumb pointing to the living room.

“He’s not my boyfriend” You corrected him out of habit.

Hyunjin always called Chan your boyfriend even though every time he said it, you disagreed. You and Chan were seeing each other, getting to know each other. You weren’t dating. You heard someone clearing their throat and you stretched your head to see who was next to Hyunjin… It turned out to be Chan, eyeing you funnily.

“Hey, babygirl” He smiled at you, amused. You made a mental note to kick Hyunjin later, his victorious smile made you wonder why he was so against your “relationship” with Chan. You also had to thank god for sending you an angel since Chan didn’t mind your denial, taking it lightly and jokingly.

“What are you doing here?” You asked curiously. You didn’t invite him over, and Chan wasn’t really the type to just come to your place out of nowhere. He raised a bag until it was at your eyes level, dangling it in the air.

“I brought the stuff you let on my car” He explained, giving it to you “I figured it would be strange to give them to you in college since we’re not dating… And I… Kinda wanted to see you” Hyunjin made a gagging sound as he walked away from you making you laugh “I don’t know why you’re still here living with him” Chan rolled his eyes. He wasn’t really fond of Hyunjin yet, still blaming him for the lock incident. Which was his fault, so… Chan was right after all.

“You’re so soft” You smiled, taking him into your room and locking the door so Hyunjin couldn’t disturb you anymore, you leaned in to give him a peck on his cheek “Hyunjin isn’t as bad as he seems… You will get used to him” You shrugged, throwing the bag on your bed and sitting there “What do you wanna do?” Chan looked at you contemplative.

“Do you want a cute answer or what’s been on my mind?” He joked, making you chuckle. You stood up from your bed, walking slowly on his way, grabbing his hand and guiding him to your bed. You shoved him, making him fall on your bed, his elbows supporting his body so he wouldn’t be laying there “Y-Y/N?” His voice was trembling, his eyes widened in chock.

“Maybe you should tell me what’s on your mind…” You let your words hang in the air, your knee getting on the bed right beside his tight, your hand slowly pushing his chest until his back hit the matress. You leaned in, your lips brushing agains his ear as you let your breath fan over there “…Daddy” You felt powerful when he let out a choked groan, his hands snaping to your hips and grabing you firmly, yet cautious.

“C-Chan…” You didn’t know what you wanted to say. Was it a warning? Was it an invitation? You just felt the need to chant his name, your nails digging in his back trying to hold onto something that made you sane. He didn’t even do anything and you were helpless… You felt your cheeks warming, your neck and chest burning “Kiss me” you demanded.

“Call me Daddy, babygirl… You don’t want me to punish you” He warned, but leaned in to kiss you anyway. This time his kiss wasn’t gentle nor loving, he kissed you like Minho. His lips smashed into yours, claiming you, dominating you, his tongue explored your mouth eagerly and you felt dizzy with his kiss. He tasted good somehow, he was intoxicating…You let your hand wander on his neck, pulling his hair, making him groan into the kiss. You suddenly felt his hand under your shirt, pulling it up slightly, and you couldn’t help but let a moan escape your lips, breaking the kiss after his hand reached to cup your breast.

“Daddy, please…” You pleaded. Chan buried his nose on your neck again, breathing in deeply, taking you in, his thumb brushed over your nipple, your voice made your way easily, loudly hanging in the air like a request for more. You felt hot, your clothes suddenly feeling like too much on your body.

“Please what, Babygirl? Use your words” He ordered and you wished you could answer him, but Hyunjin must have some kind of alarm buried in his damn ass so he could interrupt you every damn time of your life. You heard the knock on your door and let out an exhausted sigh, your anger getting the best of you.

“Get the hell out of here, Hyunjin!” You yelled, pissed off, but the voice that answered back wasn’t Hyunjin’s… It was Felix’s.

“That’s what I would say to you, bitch!” He yelled back, making you chuckle. Why? Lord, why you had such inconvenient friends? Why couldn’t you have a single friend that let you fuck or make out in peace? Chan sighed heavily, getting off you and rolling in your bed, his hand left your breast to rub his own face, he was certainly cursing Felix on his head.

You got up from your bed and opened your door, making sure you didn’t make yourself presentable at all, so your best friend could know he was a son of a bitch that got on your way. Felix took in your messed hair and your wrinkled clothes with a chuckle. What a little prick… He looked at you mockingly and shrugged. You would have to murder him someday.

“It seems like I interrupted something” His voice wasn’t apologetic, but his expression was a mocking apology that made you want to punch his face “That’s good though! Hyunjin asked me on a date” You choked, coughing so much that Chan had to pat your back, getting out of your bed quickly and worried.

“What the fuck, man?” Hyunjin uttered “I asked if you wanted to watch a movie with us or something” He corrected and Felix shrugged.

“Same thing” He chuckled and you rested your hand on your chest, picking up your breath “Anyway, come watch it with us!” Felix grabbed your hand and guided you to your living room, not really letting you choose. Chan followed you both, looking as tired as you. On the couch, Minho waited expressionless, eating popcorn and looking at something on TV.

“Oh? You’re free tonight?” You asked surprised and Minho looked at you, arching his brow.

“Yeah, Hyunjin said he wanted a movie night, he was jealous because I wasn’t paying attention to him” Hyunjin groaned, pissed at his friends and you let out a chuckle. So, Minho could speak normally to you! Okay, that was good news. You sat beside him, smiling, but he didn’t smile back at you, he simply looked to Hyunjin, expecting what he would say.

“What about a horror movie, hm?” Hyunjin suggested, grinning suggestively.

You weren’t really fond of horror movies, but you nodded anyway, patting the seat next to you so Chan would sit there. He promptly sat next to you, throwing his arm around your shoulders and pulling you closer, as you brought your knees up, allowing Hyunjin to sit on the floor, his back on the couch. Felix went to Hyunjin’s left and sat on Minho’s feet, getting a whine from the older boy that he promptly ignored, unbothered.

“You can rest your feet on mine” You said to him, smiling.

“Thank you, kitty” He smiled back, pilling his legs with yours, and you felt Chan tense up under you. You bitten your lower lip, wondering if Chan was upset with your nickname, you figured it would be strange if Minho kept calling you like this… You looked at him with an apologetic smile this time.

“I think it’s better if you call me by my name for now…” You muttered but you knew he listened because he shot you a hurt expression before pulling a composed one.

“Sure” He muttered back, averting his eyes from you. Hyunjin cleared his throat, surfing through the movies option not paying attention to anything, making Felix scoff.

“Are you sure you want a horror movie, Hyunjin? You look afraid to read the synopsis” He mocked, getting a groan from Hyunjin “Here, let me choose it” Felix demanded, taking the controller and picking up a movie he thought would scare you all.

It didn’t.

The movie sucked. It was like any other horror movie you ever watched: Some shitty stubborn ghost dragged some random people into their business, blaming them for something they didn’t even know that happened and tormenting these poor people. These people were also dumb and couldn’t get a damn clue they were going into some shitty thing and keep doing things that drag them even more into the ghost’s issue and all of them ended up dying or miraculously getting away from the shitty they buried themselves into.

Boring.

You didn’t have other options though, so you kept watching it with a bothered expression, covering your ears now and then so you wouldn’t get startled by the jump scares. Everything was going fine until you felt Chan’s hand hovering on your waist, his thumb gentling rubbing circles on your skin, making you shiver. You bit your lower lip as his hand gotten under your shirt, caressing your belly and making you chuckle.

Perhaps it was the chuckle but Minho sensed your change of mood, glancing at you and seeing Chan’s hand under your shirt. He wished it could be him. He noticed your tensed figure, trying to keep everything in low profile, even though Chan wasn’t actually doing anything yet, and he clenched his teeth when Chan whispered something on your ear, making you shiver and close your eyes in delight. Minho could only imagine what if it was him… Would you close your eyes like that? Bit your lips like that? Grab his thigh like that? Expose your neck like…

His train of thoughts was interrupted by a kick on his crotch.

“Whatafuc-“ He hissed, his hand snapping to his crotch while you widened your eyes.

So… You may have a horny Chan caressing you not so innocently, and you may have not paid enough attention to your surroundings. This time when the jump scare came you were too into controlling your breath and concentrating in Chan’s hand trailing to your thighs and you may or may not have had a fucking heart attack when the ghost jumped in the screen out of nowhere, startling you so much that you kicked Minho.

Right in his crotch.

“Oh my god, I’m so sorry!” You cried, getting off Chan and kneeling on the couch, your hand snapped to his crotch without further thinking, worried you had injured him for real. He wouldn’t get a fucking child! Did he want to be a father? Well! Even if he didn’t, he should be able to keep his balls… Your thoughts faded when he moaned under your touch “Oh, god, sorry!” You whined, getting your hand off him and cursing yourself.

Who the hell just grab people’s dicks around?!

You felt your cheeks flushed and snapped your eyes to Chan, worried.

“I didn’t mean to grab his dick!” You uttered, making Felix and Hyunjin cackle up while Minho curled up and hid his lower half, his hand cupping it as his face contorted in pain and embarrassment. Chan waved his hand shrugging it off with a chuckle “Are you okay? I’m so, so sorry!” You said as you turned back to Minho, grabbing his face and looking him in the eyes, the tears prickling his eyes as he tried to smile at you.

“I’m fine, that’s fine” He assured you, but his voice said otherwise.

Hyunjin took advantage of the moment to suddenly get up and turn off the TV, resuming the movie night. “I guess the mood is ruined” He shrugged, making Felix scoff “Let’s just give up on the movie night, what a shame” He feigned a saddened tone.

“You’re saying it because you were scared” Felix stated, making you laugh “But I guess he’s right… Minho just got hit on the dick, I don’t think he wants to keep watching this and it’s getting late for Chan” You two looked at Chan, who seemed fine with it.

“Well, I’m driving, but I guess it’s better to give up” He agreed, chuckling at Hyunjin relieved self “Wanna a ride home, Felix?”

“Oh, no! Thanks. I’m sleeping here tonight” He refused and you shot your brows up looking at him “Is that okay, Y/N?”

“Of course! You can crash here whenever you want! I just got surprised” You laughed, waving your hands to dismiss the thought he could bother you, as you laughed, shaking your head, you could see in the corner of your eyes Chan eyeing you, and you looked at him, smiling. You didn’t know what he was expecting, but he stood there a few seconds, looking at you expectantly before clearing his throat.

“So… I guess I’m going…” He seemed unsure “Bye” He waved at you, looking really uncomfortable. You guessed he was probably shy because the other guys were there too, so you approached him, gave him a peck on his cheek, and opened the door, waving him goodbye before closing the door. Felix smiled at you sympathetically, making you frown, and both of you helped Hyunjin clean up everything while Minho excused himself.

“So…” Felix said as soon as you came into your room “You didn’t invite him to stay the night” He stated before you shrugged it off, frowning confused as you couldn’t understand why he sounded like he pitied you.

“He would have to sleep on the couch… It’s way better if he went home” You pointed out “He doesn’t like Hyunjin, so he wouldn’t sleep with him… I don’t think he would be comfortable sleeping with Minho and you’re sleeping with me” You added.

“I could sleep on the couch” He suggested, making you scoff.

“As if! You don’t let me sleep on the couch on your place, there’s no way I would do that to you” You said firmly, getting a chuckle from him.

“I could sleep with Hyunjin or Minho” He reminded you. Well, that was true, but it didn’t even cross your mind…You couldn’t get Felix’s point, though. Why did he look like he knew something you didn’t? He crossed his legs, what made him look like some kind of wise man, and you frowned at him, feeling uncomfortable as you sensed he would come up with something.

“So what? It’s not a big deal” You shrugged “He’s already gone anyway” Before you could say anything else, Felix sighed and looked right into your eyes.

“I think you should stop seeing Chan” He stated seriously.

What?

“You want me to date Minho?” You asked surprised and Felix shot his brow up, looking at you in disbelief.

“You do realize that you can live without dating them, right? I don’t think you like Chan and I don’t think you will, Y/N… Do you like him?” He looked serious like he had been thinking about it for some time, and you knew you couldn’t lie to him… Especially if he seemed so serious about this, so you bit your lower lip and sat beside him, shaking your head.

“No, not yet…” You confessed “But I do think I can like him! He’s really sweet, Felix… I’m loving to spend time with him, it’s been amazing! And today… Wow… Before you interrupted us” You eyed him upset, making him chuckle “I wasn’t even thinking about anything, I wasn’t feeling insecure, I felt he would love me like I wanted to be loved” You stated, your voice soft as you remembered all the time you spent with Chan recently.

“It’s not love, Y/N” Felix said sadly “You like to spend time with me too, don’t you? You think I’m amazing…” He grinned at that and you pushed him playfully, laughing, “I think you see him as your friend. A good friend. Not as good as me, of course, because, please! He won’t ever beat me” He sounded cocky and you couldn’t help but cackle up, agreeing “But Chan likes you… I don’t think he deserves this”

“You were the one who said I should date him!” You accused, making him snort.

“No! I was the one who said you should fuck him. I did think you should get to know him, but you already spent time with him, didn’t you? Even if it’s not too much time, I think it’s obvious you don’t feel anything for him. When you like someone you want to spend every second with them… You didn’t even think twice before sending him home, Y/N, while he stood there hoping you would invite him” His voice was so serious you didn’t even think it belonged to Felix.

He was right, you didn’t even think about inviting him, but you didn’t spend so much time with him either. What if you started to like him? You wondered if you would like Chan someday. Would he be the one you wanted to call home? He certainly could be. He was so perfect! He didn’t have any flaw that made you think about rejecting him… Maybe if you dated a little bit longer…

“Are you sure you don’t like Minho?” Felix asked cautiously and you shot him a surprised look.

“Why would you ask that?” You asked suspicious of him “Do you think I like Minho? I don’t think I like him more than I would like Chan” You denied “And I don’t think he likes me either, he’s bringing girls every day, fucking them every day too, I guess. I think he misread his own feelings”

“I think you’re dense” Felix laughed “He likes you, that’s for sure, and I think you may feel something for him… You grabbed his dick today, Y/N, I don’t think that’s normal” You whined, hitting him with your pillow.

“It wasn’t my intention! I grabbed it out of reflex!” You complained, making Felix laugh.

“What kind of reflex is that?!” He joked, laughing out loud as he wiped a tear “I don’t know… You always invited Minho to do stuff with us, but you never did this to Chan, you’re always complaining he doesn’t spend time with you anymore… I’m not on your mind, but I would bet Minho have been in there much more than Chan have”

You hated to admit it, but he was right.

You have been thinking about Minho a lot, but it didn’t mean you liked him.

He has been ditching you and ignoring you, so of course you would be complaining about him. He was your friend, so it felt natural to invite him to spend time with you and Felix, who was your friend too, but Chan wasn’t your friend back then, he was just someone you knew… Now you were going out on dates with him, why would you invite him to spend time with you and Felix? It didn’t make any sense.

“I don’t like Minho” You stated “I may not like Chan yet, but I certainly don’t like Minho”

“It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself” You looked him in the eye, feeling upset. Why couldn’t he understand you didn’t like Minho? Felix was smart and he knew you as no one did, so he should understand what you were feeling, what you were thinking.

You weren’t in denial, you just didn’t like him.

“It sounds like you want me to like him” You retorted, frowning “Are you trying to get me to choose Minho?” Felix shook his head, looking pretty sincere to you, but was he? It did look like he was trying to make you choose him.

“I’m trying to help you figure it out, Y/N. You can’t keep dating Chan if you don’t like him, and you know it! He likes you, Y/N. He really does. I think you should step back, because he won’t do it… He wants you to like him, he needs it. If you don’t like Minho, that’s fine too. You can be alone, you don’t need to date neither of them” He said worried “To me, it sounds like you want to date Chan because if you don’t, you won’t have a reason to not look at Minho and you think He’s already over you”

It hit you like a slap.

Felix thought you were using Chan.

Your best friend thought you were using someone.

“I… I can’t believe it” You were dumbfounded “You think… You think I would do this, Felix? I thought you knew me better” Your voice held disappointment, and you felt your chest tightening as you looked in his eyes to see a defeated Felix in front of you.

“I’m not saying you’re doing this on purpose, Y/N” He reassured you “I’m saying that I don’t think you like Chan and you’re using him, even if you don’t realize it”

“I won’t use him! I will like him” You assured and Felix snapped.

“You don’t have to like him, Y/N!” He yelled at you, getting you startled “You should like him because you feel it! It’s not a decision you can take, for lord’s sake!” He uttered, tired. You felt tears prickling your eyes and he sighed, hugging you “Sorry… I’m worried, Y/N. I know you won’t forgive yourself if you hurt Chan… And I know you will, because you don’t love him, and he loves you” He rubbed your back and then patted it, trying to calm you down “I’m afraid you get into it just to lose your time and then twenty years after you realize you made a mistake… Chan is a perfect boyfriend for you, but it doesn’t mean you have to like him. That’s not how the heart works”

You didn’t know when Felix got so wise, but you knew he was right. You didn’t like Chan and you would try to like him because you felt you needed to like him… You would hurt yourself and him, and then you would blame yourself for everything. You sighed in defeat. You should listen to him, Felix knew what he was talking about, he knew you.

“I know…” You agreed, tired, tightening the hug “I guess I really wanted to have someone, you know? It felt good to be loved, Felix! I want to like him back, I really do” Felix kissed your hair, humming in acknowledgment “But I don’t… I know I don’t… And I don’t know if I will” You sighed, feeling defeated. It was hard to admit it, but you knew it was the truth. Felix seemed satisfied that you were facing it, but you felt lost.

And now what?

“You should think about your feelings toward Minho” He said suddenly “I know you said you don’t like him, but I’m not so sure, Y/N… You looked so tired all this time he was ignoring you. It’s like you’re out of your battery, like he’s your charger” You scoffed. Felix was such a helpless romantic.

“I’m tired because my friend has been ignoring me, Felix, not because I like him” You reasoned, letting out a yawn “Let’s sleep, I’m tired… I will talk to Chan tomorrow” You promised. Felix nodded, laying down on your bed, promptly cuddling you.

“Sorry if I hurt you” He muttered, pulling you closer “You know I love you, I’m just worried about you, I can’t help it… What will I do if my little sister gets hurt?” He said mockingly, referring to your height difference, a joke he always used against you, and always awarded him with a kick.

“I love you too, Lix” You said, nuzzling in him “I guess if your little sister gets hurt you will have to cuddle her and feed her with ice cream while we watch Barbie movies” You stated, making him laugh.

“I hope you never get hurt” He joked and you pushed him lightly.

////

You couldn’t believe it.

After everything you said to Felix last night, there you were looking at Minho cooking something, his wiggling butt side to side as he played some pop music on his phone, and feeling yourself warming up at it.

That was it.

You felt your heart warming by a ridiculous butt dance.

You could say anything you wanted right now, but you would never convince yourself it wasn’t suspicious. His voice sounded funny as he sang the song, clearly missing a lot of parts and pronouncing everything wrong, but having fun while doing it… Just like you like to do when you listened to music. It was a silly thing and you knew it, but what could you do? You found it cute. You hated the thought that hovered around your mind right now.

It felt like home.

You remembered how your father used to cook your breakfast before school, his awful singing while he tried to make you laugh in the morning, making some silly dance moves that never failed to make you grin at him, trying to copy his dance before you kissed his cheek. Your mother would come in the kitchen and see you both doing this with a chuckle, making some coffee so she could feel awake enough to work. She even joined you from time to time, hugging you by your waist and grabbing your arms, shaking them out of rhythm.

It was funny because for most of these days, as you danced on the kitchen with them, Felix would just appear out of nowhere, opening the door of your apartment because he had the keys, and laugh out loud saying “Shake that booty!” Felix uttered, hyped.

Yeah… Exactly like this.

Felix entered the kitchen shaking his leg and wiggling his butt along with Minho, making him realize your presence and smile bashfully “She has danced way worse than that, you can keep the dance” Felix joked, looking at you in bliss, probably remembering your childhood but he sensed something was wrong when he saw your face, because he buried his eyes on yours and let out a small “Oh” followed by a sly grin.

He knew it.

“Shouldn’t you be dancing too, Y/N? Where is his kiss on the cheek? That’s not what you dad taught you” Felix was a son of a bitch… How could you be his friend for so long? Minho didn’t get the joke, looking at you confused, obviously, and you sighed in defeat.

“My dad used to dance in the kitchen and I always kissed him on the cheek” You explained briefly, his eyes shining in comprehension “So… What are you cooking?” You tried to change the subject, and Minho smiled proudly.

“Kimbap” He answered happily “My mother always made this for me when I was feeling tired or sick, so I figured it would be a good breakfast after a hurtful accident” He joked, making you whine embarrassed. Why did you have to kick his crotch?! You noticed Felix’s grin widening, looking at you in mock silence.

“That’s funny, it’s Y/N’s favorite dish” His tone was so suspicious you couldn’t see Minho not sensing Felix’s hints “It’s almost as you were made for each other” He added, slyly smiling at you and then at him.

You choked, your coughing worrying Minho to the point he came to you with a glass of water in his hands. You took it gratefully and shot a glare to Felix, mouthing a silent “What the fuck?!” to him, that just pretended he didn’t see it and laughed, going sit on the stool. You should just kick it and watch him fall in pain… You narrowed your eyes, pondering the idea but you were interrupted by Minho.

“I think she’s more Chan’s type, though” He stated, going back to the kitchen when you stopped coughing. Well… You deserved it. After all this time being ignored by him, the first thing he said to you willingly was that you belonged with Chan. He didn’t look hurt at all, so you figured he just really thought so, and it made it worse. It was obvious that when you sorted out your feelings, it would be too late. You weren’t even surprised. Felix’s smile turned in a frown and you grimaced at him, shrugging it off.

“It may be because Chan actually had the guts to show his feelings” Felix muttered under his breath, making you gasp. Your eyes shot to Minho, who turned slowly in Felix’s direction, an upset frown in his face “Maybe he wouldn’t be her type if he kept complaining he l—“ Felix was interrupted by an alarmed Hyunjin that looked sleepy, but worried. Was Hyunjin an expert in interrupting things? It did look this way.

“What’s for breakfast?!”He asked in a high pitch tone and you figured the three of them knew something you didn’t.

Felix was being strange yesterday mentioning Minho over and over again… And it was kinda suspicious how Hyunjin and Minho just showed up on the beach when you had your date with Chan… Hyunjin called Felix out of nowhere to watch a movie and Minho suddenly wasn’t with a girl… It could be a lot of strange coincidences, but it also could mean they were up to something.

“Kimbap” Minho answered him with a serious tone, looking strangely at Felix, and you could see Hyunjin mouthing something to them, but you couldn’t read his lips. Felix cleared his throat, getting quiet as Hyunjin sat beside him with a tight smile, pretending to be relaxed, and Minho just resumed his cooking, bringing the food to the stand and placing it there, sitting on his stool and eating moodily.

“Did Chan tell you about the performance they will be having this Friday?” Felix broke the silence, you chewed your food while trying to remember if he did.

“No, not that I recall… We didn’t talk much yesterday” You admitted and Felix chuckled “Why?” You added afterward, blushing under the boys' gaze.

“I guess he wanted to invite you as a special guest” You noticed his look to Minho, like he was suggesting something. Were you crazy or Felix was testing Minho? You narrowed your eyes at them, curious about what they were hiding, but your suspicious got lost on your mind as you felt a kick under the table.

“Ouch!” You hissed at Hyunjin, who widened his eyes and smiled sheepishly at you “What the hell, dude?”

“Sorry… Spasm” He trailed off, Felix’s laugh sounding on the kitchen “Anyway, I think we all should go together!” Hyunjin stated hurriedly.

“I didn’t know you like 3RACHA” You said surprised, making Hyunjin laugh.

“I didn’t know them, but Minho showed their songs to me and I liked it… It’s always good to go out anyway, I can hook up with someone” It was such a Hyunjin’s type of answer… You grimaced at him, wondering if he liked something that wasn’t horny related and gone back to eat, looking at Felix.

“Well… I don’t know if he will want me to go…” You said worried and Felix shrugged it off.

“Of course He will! He’s not like most guys that just pretend you don’t exist out of nowhere because he’s hurt” He grimaced at Minho. Okay… So Felix may be angry at him because of his ditching, what would explain his odd behavior for the morning. You eyed Minho, who seemed pissed off at Felix remark, and heard Hyunjin clearing his throat uncomfortable.

It was officially an awkward breakfast.

You decided it was enough for now, and stood up suddenly, excusing yourself as you went back to your room, so you could change your clothes. You had called Chan as soon as you woke up and asked him to meet you at the Coffee Shop near the Music Department before you had your classes. When you came back to the living room, the guys eyed you confused, except for Felix, who knew what you were up to.

“Aren’t your classes like… An hour from now?” Hyunjin asked looking at the time “Won’t you wait for a ride?”

“I’m going to meet Chan” You explained, going to the door “I suppose you’re going with them for your classes, Lix” You said looking at him as you unlocked the door, getting a nod from him “Okay, then! Bye guys~” You waved your hand as you let them there, locking the door and going to the bus stop.

Your ride was quite pleasant, even though you were feeling nervous. How would he react? You hoped he took it lightly because you didn’t want to hurt him. As soon as you arrived at the Coffee Shop you looked around, searching for Chan, but you didn’t find him, which wasn’t surprising since you were a little bit early. You waved at Jeongin, who was working there today and went to your favorite couch, sitting there and waiting.

Maybe it was the wait, but you were starting to freak out.

You started to rehearse what you would say, trying to focus your mind on something so you wouldn’t begin a worrying loop about what Chan would do. Was he gonna be upset at you? Was he gonna be okay? Maybe he didn’t even like you that much! No… You were sure he did. Maybe you should say nothing! Was it that bad to keep seeing him? Yes, of course, it was.

You sighed.

Count on someone to sort out your life and you were screwed!

And when you say someone you mean yourself, really.

How the hell could you be so bad at it?! It should be easy! You just needed to say you thought about everything and you saw you didn’t like him and couldn’t lead him on like that. Easy peasy. Your heart didn’t seem to agree with it, because it was racing as if you were going to propose to him. You heard the tinkling sound that announced someone had come in and you looked straight at the door, following Chan with your eyes. He searched around until he saw you sit down and approached you, a big smile on his face.

“Hey, babygirl” Chan leaned on and pecked your lips… That was all it took to your brain to turn into pudding. You stood there expressionless, thinking about how you could say to someone that just pecked your lips and called you babygirl that you weren’t interested.

“Ha! What’s up?” You couldn’t say you were smooth, but it did get a result. Chan frowned, sensing your awkwardness “I have to tell you something, Daddy” Could someone stop you from being dumb? Probably not.

“Are you okay?” He asked cautiously “You seem… A little out of character” He stated, worried. Great! Now he knew you were freaking out.

“I’m fine! Totally fine! I never had been so fine in my whole life, really… Fine” Why didn’t you ask Felix to come with you so he could slap your face and get you out of here with some dignity? You should rely on your friends! “What did you want to talk about?”

“It was you who… Called… Me… Are you sure you’re okay? I think you’re kinda nervous” He pointed out. He eyed you funnily, trying to figure out what was happening in your brain, but he couldn’t! Because you couldn’t give a good hint. You sucked.

“Oh, right” You agreed, just to be in silence for a couple of seconds “I know we’re not dating, but… I… I suck at this, oh my god” You sighed, your hand rubbing your face.

“You don’t like me” He stated, smiling at you sympathetically and you whined “It’s okay, Y/N… I know you don’t” He assured you, resting his face on his hand, his elbow on the couch “I hoped I could make you like me back, but I guess I wasn’t good enough” He sighed, his smile disappearing. He was clearly sad and you promptly held his hand.

“No! You were more than enough! You’re perfect, Chan… You’re really are, but my heart is dumb” You reassured him, making him laugh.

“Your heart isn’t dumb, you are” He joked and you kicked him “I’m kidding, I get it. It’s not meant to be, it’s fine… We can still be friends, right? Like… I really like you as a person, I would like to keep in touch, go to the beach, teach you how to swim for real this time” He laughed, making you chuckle “See you in my performances, even if you’re just wasted there screaming that I’m hot” He mocked you and you groaned.

“Oh my god! Let it go” You pleaded, laughing at him “And sure, I would love to be your friend! Although I will probably refrain to call you a hot Daddy from now on” He cackled up at that, nodding.

“Fair enough” He said as he got up “I think I’m going now… Don’t really think I can start this friendly thing right now, let me suffer a little bit” He joked “We’re performing this Friday if you wanna come… Until then I will be getting over it so we can be real friends” He smiled at you and even though he tried to make you feel better, you could see he was feeling down. You smiled back, nodding, watching as he went out. It was okay, You could wait for him to feel comfortable with you, and It went way better then you expected!

////

You should have known being alone with Felix would be insufferable from now on.

“You’re so pretty tonight… Are you trying to impress someone?” He said suggestively, making you roll your eyes “For someone who didn’t like him, you looked whipped” He continued, and you sighed, checking yourself out one last time before deciding you were satisfied with what you were seeing on the mirror.

“I didn’t like him before, okay?” You looked at Felix in defeat “It’s just… What can I do if I just woke up and it hit me like a truck?” You whined, making Felix laugh.

“When I looked at you, I was so surprised! It looked like that time I let you have the last slice of my cake and you were so overwhelmed that you just stood there looking at me” He chuckled at the memory, and you couldn’t help but laugh “But you’re wrong… Nobody just wakes up one day and fall in love with someone out of nowhere, there are always signs, Y/N… Little things that this person does that come to your heart until you just realize it one day”

“You’re so cheesy, Felix… You’re turning into a poet” You laughed “Anyway, I will be telling him soon, so you don’t have to be on my tail, ok?”

“Oh? You’re gonna confess?” He asked surprised.

“Well, yeah. He did it before, right? It doesn’t make any sense for me being shy about it now… If he moved on, that’s it” You shrugged.

“He didn’t move on, he’s just an idiot” Felix rolled his eyes “He has been seeing women so he can forget you, he’s just dumb! He had the courage to say you’re Chan’s type! Right in front of me and Hyunjin” Felix laughed like it was a great joke, but you didn’t get it. You arched one brow, confused.

“What’s the big deal?” Felix bit his lower lip, pondering if he should say something “I noticed you were riled up, but I didn’t want to mention it, I was hoping you would share your thought with me later” You confessed, making him sighs in defeat.

“He has been whining about your choice all this time” Felix explained “Hyunjin is almost begging you to do him, he can’t handle Minho’s complains anymore” He laughed, remembering a funny situation that he wouldn’t share with you “To tell you the truth… I and Hyunjin were trying to give him some chance to do something about it, trying to put you to on the same place since Minho has been ditching you, but he’s a stubborn little shit” Felix looked so done, his expression morphing into a frown “I don’t even know why I was helping him, really! I should have let him suffer alone”

“Wait up” You put your hand on your hips, challengingly “You’re telling me you were trying to set me up and didn’t tell me a damn thing? Felix where is our friendship at this point?” You feigned hurt, making him scoff and roll his eyes “So I was right! I thought you were being suspicious, but then I dismissed it because you wouldn’t be doing anything behind my back” You shot him a pointed look, accusing him silently.

“I think you’re missing the point here, Y/N!” He uttered, laughing at your pouting expression “I didn’t know if you would like Chan, so I wanted to make sure you didn’t overlook Minho, okay? You should be thanking me” You cackled up, shaking your head in amusement “Anyway, you’re missing two points, actually! You’re pretending I didn’t just say he likes you” Your smile faded away, giving way to a shy grin and a blush, making Felix squeak excited.

“That’s irrelevant, I would confess to him anyway” You shrugged, but Felix could see right through you fake badass attitude, scoffing at you and throwing his arm around your shoulder, head locking you softly.

“You’re cute when you try to lie to me, Y/N” He mocked you, guiding you to his front door so you guys could go and wait for the boys outside “I can see you’re excited, you can’t even wait to tell him you like him, can you? Oh god! Your chastity vow will finally end!” You pushed him, whining at your best friend. It would be so much easier if Felix was a normal guy instead of a bitch.

“If you try to put me on the spotlight, I’m gonna end you” You threatened, but he laughed at you, asking what did you take him for. You felt the urge to laugh in his face, but you put a composed expression on your face as you grimaced “As a son of a bitch” You stated, making him pout.

When you both got out of the building, the car was already there. To your surprise, it wasn’t Minho who was driving, but Hyunjin, that looked cockily at you, proud of his outfit. He was especially hot today, but you wouldn’t say it to him, so you feigned a disgust expression to his smug grin, making both of you laugh, and sat on the back seat while greeting them. Felix got in the car right after you, greeting them normally, and you thought for a moment he would be a good friend and stay silent, but, of course, he couldn’t.

You should have known better.

As soon as you got yourself at the window, looking outside after your small greet to both of your roommates, Felix noticed Minho seemed down and nonchalantly. He was probably ignoring you like he had been doing for the past weeks. Now that you knew he was doing this so he could move on, you didn’t really pay attention to his behavior, choosing to wait for a better moment when you could just tell him what you felt. Felix didn’t seem too fond of the silence though, so he decided to break the ice in a suspicious way that made you narrow your eyes immediately.

“What a beautiful night, hm?” It wasn’t like Felix to try to lighten up the mood with a weather comment, so you knew he was up to something “Look like the perfect night for lovers” You shot him a glare, upset he was like this, but he just grinned at you. You could see on the rearview mirror that Hyunjin and Minho frowned, confused by that random sentence, and you sighed.

“Well, I guess Hyunjin will have a good night, then” You said in a warning tone, threatening your friend in silence, but he just ignored you.

“Yeah… Hyunjin” he agreed with a sly grin.

Oh god, you should have killed Felix back home, so you would have another best friend by now.

////

Minho was wasted.

At first, all of your friends just ditched you for different reasons.

Hyunjin quickly got on his mission to hook up with someone, disappearing as soon as you got there; Minho avoided you, picking up a drink and fading away so you didn’t even have a chance to talk to him; and Felix just complained Minho was a coward and started to look for him, leaving you by yourself. You stood there, on the bar, watching as the guys set up their equipment before Chan noticed you and waved in your direction, which you responded with a bright smile, happy he seemed fine.

You caught a glimpse of Hyunjin now and then, going around the place and flirting with girls nonstop but Felix and Minho were nowhere to be seen. It had been around twenty to thirty minutes when Felix finally reappeared, pulling a drunk Minho with him. Felix looked exhausted and drunk but Minho looked wasted. He usually walked like royalty; he had sharp movements that made him look cool anywhere but now he walked like… Well, a drunk man. He was kinda curled up, but not really, his head seeming too heavy for him since he just let it hang there and shot it up just so he could let it drop again, chuckling at nothing.

Oh god, he was so wasted…

“What did you do to him?!” You hissed at Felix, but he didn’t answer you, looking a little bit lost at your words, as if he couldn’t really understand anything right now, your words sounding like a whir on the back of his head. Great. You had a drunk best friend and a wasted crush with you, and Hyunjin was nowhere to be seen right now. Just perfect.

“You did me” Minho’s tongue was slurring and he staggered in your way, throwing his hand around your shoulders “Y/N… Dump Chan, be mine” He asked before resting his forehead on your shoulder, hugging you loosely. You felt the urge to laugh, he was ridiculous. Was that how you looked when you were drunk? You patted his back, sighing.

“We will talk when you sober up, okay?” You said softly, and he hummed in response, even though you didn’t think he understood you at all. Minho nuzzled in you, tightening his grip and leaving a soft kiss on your neck, where his nose was closer to, making you shiver, it wasn’t a bold move on you, he was just being loving and you thought it was cute, even though it would be even cuter if he was sober… But anyway, now was too late for that.

“Hug me, you’re not hugging me” He whined and you cackled up “Not funny, don’t play with me!” He broke away from you, but you couldn’t stop laughing, looking at his pouting and childish behavior.

The poor boy wasn’t on his best state of mind, whining at you because you didn’t hug him when you were just literally hugging him tightly. So Minho was the childish drunk… You couldn’t help but pinch his cheek, chuckling, but he got angry at it, trying to go away.

“No, come back!” You yelled so he could hear you, but you were stopped by a random guy grabbing your arm. Oh, great… That was exactly what you needed “Let go, dude” You said simply, your eyes burying into his in annoyance, but the guy didn’t get the clue.

“Don’t waste your time on guys like this, sweety, I can make you feel way better” He whispered in your ear, making you upset. You tried to pull your arm away, but he held it firmly, so you tried it again and again, but he just didn’t loosen his grip. You heard Minho’s mumbling with a really upset tone but you didn’t even have the time to look at him before a punch was thrown on the random guy face.

You turned back startled, just to see an annoyed Felix behind you.

“Take your hands off her, you shit” He uttered, angry as you never saw him. You gulped down, the last thing you needed right now was a drunk Felix kicking and punching people around him. You tried to grab his arm and lull him but another hand grabbing your shoulder was enough for Felix snapping back, punching the other guy in a blink of an eye.

The second boy was Minho.

Holy shit…

You sighed heavily, rubbing your face tired and looking around, expecting to see Hyunjin near because of the commotion. Luckily, Hyunjin was close and grabbed Felix, trying to calm him down, as you helped Minho stand and shot an apologetic look at Chan, who looked at you surprised. Why every time you went to his perform things went in a strange path? Minho leaned on you as you tried to get him outside. Hyunjin just got Felix on a stool, trying to talk to him and put some sense on his head… You would have to trust Hyunjin on this one.

As you made your way through the crowd and out of the place, you let Minho lay on a bench outside. He was rubbing his cheek, probably due to the pain. Felix had indeed a black belt, so you could only imagine how his punch felt… Why did they drink so much, god? You took Minho’s hand onto yours, trying to take a look on his cheek, your fingers carefully caressing his cheek. He hummed under your touch and you let out a chuckle.

“You’re dumb” You stated, and he whined at you.

“I was trying to protect you” He groaned, embarrassed “It’s not my fault Felix punched me…” He cried, his voice sounded funny and sulky, making you snort “I can’t even protect you… What kind of guy am I?” He complained and you rolled your eyes.

The punch seemed to wake him up a little bit but he was still kinda funny.

“I don’t need you to protect me, I have Felix in case you haven’t noticed” You joked, making he snort “You don’t need to protect me, I just need you by my side” You muttered, knowing he wouldn’t understand but somehow he seemed to. His hand caressed yours and he looked deep in your eyes, his gaze soft, and you gave him a peck on the cheek.

He smiled cutely before pouting.

“I think his punch hurt my mouth a little bit” He was a sly little prick… You chuckled before giving him a peck on the lips, making him beam “I think I bit my tongue too…” You cackled up at that, shaking your head in disbelief.

“Now you’re just taking advantage of my healing powers” You accused, making him chuckle.

“I like you, Y/N” He muttered, looking away “I’m glad you don’t like Chan… It was horrible to see you with him, I swear to god! I know we have to wish the person we love to be happy with another person when they want it… But I couldn’t watch you with him… It was just painful” He wailed.

“Hm… You didn’t look so hurt while bringing all these girls home though” You sang, making him whine.

“They weren’t you… It didn’t mean anything” He shrugged but his eyes lit up right after “Were you jealous?” He asked teasingly and you scoffed.

“Don’t flatter yourself” You rolled your eyes mockingly “I don’t care who you slept with, Minho, if you stay with me from now on I’m okay with it” You added, averting your eyes as you felt the embarrassment sink in. You were becoming Felix… Minho sat down on the bench, waiting a bit before standing up right in front of you. You looked at his eyes, his shy gaze on your face.

You didn’t even think as your hands wandered to his face, grabbing his jaw as if you needed it to regain your balance like he was the only thing you could hold before falling, even though holding him couldn’t help the fact that you fell for him anyway. He got startled at your actions, widening his eyes as he looked straight into yours, trying to understand what you were doing. His cheeks were slightly pink and you found it too cute to ignore, so you grazed your thumb over them, looking at him with so much adoration he melted inside.

“Y/N?” His voice was weak and fragile, trembling, unsure. It sounded like a thin string vanishing away.

“I prefer when you call me kitty” You answered softly and you connected your lips with his.

At first, it was subtle, an uncertain brush. It seemed you were afraid he would simply be gone after you kissed him, but he wasn’t gone. He was there. You kissed him with so much emotion he didn’t know what to do, your tongue asked for permission to explore his mouth, and he simply moaned, letting you in. It was completely different from your first kiss with him, you weren’t desperate, you weren’t horny… You were home. It felt like he just let you him on his life and as soon as he cupped both of your cheeks and deepened the kiss, you knew you could never go away.

You were locked in.

Your soft and lovely kiss turned into a passionate one, Minho held you close, like you could vanish from his hands again anytime soon and you enlaced his neck with your arms, bringing him closer to you, trying to show that you could never let him go. One of his hands slid to your waist and rubbed gentle circles there. He was lovingly. You broke away the kiss and felt his forehead on yours, your eyes still closed as you breathed in slowly.

“Kitty?” He called you, so much love in his voice… Your smile came naturally.

“I think I like you” You said, just as he said to you that day, and he chuckled.

“Thank god or this kiss would have been so awkward” He joked, and you laughed, relieved, gripping your waist firmly as if he was afraid to let you go.

“I do like Chan… As a friend. Just like Felix. Well, maybe a little bit less, I’m not even sure if I like you more than I like Felix” You joked, and he scoffed.

“What a wonderful thing to hear from the girl I like” He joked, and you giggled.

“Chan is a friend, a lovely friend… But he isn’t home” He eyed you weirdly as if you were talking nonsense “When I’m with you, I feel at home, Minho… I can be myself, I can be relaxed… I enjoy your company the most, I love to sprawl everywhere with you, I love to cuddle you, I love to stay there listening about your day… I love to see you dancing ridiculously while you cook…” You couldn’t help but caress his cheeks, looking him as if he was the only thing you could ever see in the world “When I get into your arms I feel whole… You’re my safe place and even though I was slow to realize it, it’s you… The one to whom I want to go back every night… It’s you”

Minho looked away, flustered, and then he rested his chin on the top of your head.

“Don’t look at me now” He asked as you made mention to broke away from his hug to look at his face, his voice somewhat funny.

“Are you crying?” You asked amused and He scoffed.

“No! Of course not!” Even so, he didn’t let you look at him. You laughed, hugging him “I can’t believe you like me back” He sighed, relieved “Oh my god… I missed you so much, Kitty! So, so much…” He squeezed you, taking a deep breath.

And then he made a strange noise.

You moved away a little, looking at a nauseous Minho.

“I don’t feel too good…” He muttered, letting you go “I think I’m gonna thro—“He couldn’t even finish his sentence, turning his head away from you so he could throw up on the floor. Lovely. You patted his back, trying to soothe him. Minho straightened himself, looking disgusted “What a nice way to end up the night with my girlfriend…”

“Oh?” You said surprised and he shot you a worried look.

“I mean… If you want to be my girlfriend! That’s it! You don’t need to feel pressured at all” He hurried to say, making you snort.

“Calm down, I was just… Surprised” You said shyly, a fluttering feeling on your stomach “I would kiss you to seal the deal but you just threw up, so…” You trailed off, laughing, making Minho gasp in mock chock.

“So my own girlfriend won’t kiss me if I throw up at a party?! I see…” He pinched the bridge of his nose, looking at you in feign disappointment as you chuckled “Won’t my sweet girlfriend kiss her lovingly boyfriend?” He asked, grabbing your face and coming closer even though he didn’t intend to kiss you, making you panic, your hand pushing his chin lightly.

“Go away! Gross!” You shouted, laughing as he grabbed your waist and turned you around. As you were pretending to try to get away from him, his hug tightening around your waist, and both of your laughs sounding clearly in the air, you heard a gasp.

“Holy shit, am I interrupting something?” Hyunjin asked, Felix as surprised as him, leaning on your roommate, their eyes widening in a chocked expression

“Has been for the most time I spent with Minho, thanks for noticing” You joked and Hyunjin seemed relieved.

“Thank god! I can’t believe I won’t have to hear him whining about his love life anymore! Oh my god… I will… Oh my god! Felix, we’re free!” He beamed, shaking Felix in bliss, making him laugh “I’m so happy for you! Really! But I’m way happier for me… Y/N, I love you! I own you the world, really” Hyunjin was a dramatic little thing.

“Back off, she’s taken” Minho joked, making them laugh “Now give me a kiss, sweety” He whined mockingly, pretending he was going to kiss your cheek.

“Felix, punch him again for god’s sake!” You pleaded, Minho’s whining sounding in the air.

Poor boy.

You felt happy as all of you made your way to the car, wondering how all of it had happened.

If anyone would ask you, you would never have guessed that your roommate would get you expelled, you would have to go getting another roommate, put up with a slutty bastard, meet tons of new guys that were friendly enough with you, have your best friend trying to set you up with some of them and finally setting up with your own roommate.

You wouldn’t have it any different though.

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That’s it! Hope you guys liked it.

It was my dice decision to get Minho with her. I played until I had the same results twice in a row, so if you wanted a Chan’s end, please blame Dice God.

Sorry if I missed any warnings, I’m not used to it yet, so let me know if you felt uncomfortable with anything so I can fix it <3

Also, I no smut because I don’t know your ages and didn’t warn a smut in the beggining but I do think it was suggestive enough haha

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