i got drenched in the rain

My morning so far: slept through 4 alarms (which I never do), had 5 minutes to dress and leave for work, spilled coffee on my white shirt, got drenched in a downpour of rain, and now sitting in the office with a splitting headache and a stuffed up nose with no Advil or DayQuil in sight 🙃

From Here On Out // Chapter One

ONE // The One With The Rom-Com

Here’s the first chapter for you all! I hope you like it, I worked and reworked this story so much over the past month and this outcome is not at all how it started off, as @islareeveswriting and @harrysmeadow will know. Big props to them for sticking with me and suffering me moaning, particularly over the next chapter, which you will most likely get up tomorrow, because it’s been hell and they’ve seen me through several swift deletions and rewrites.

It’s a little different, I think, to how I usually write fics. I’ve got an OFC but I’ve left her pretty open to interpretation in terms of how much like the reader she can be. The story is going to focus less on the people around them and building a picture of their life, and more on the actual story and how these two work together. I hope that you enjoy it and please do let me know your thoughts! x

Word Count // 4k

Listen To // Perfect (Stripped Version) by One Direction

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In all of her twenty two years, Meredith Dashwood had never seen such a rainstorm. Heavy water droplets were banging against the wooden window ledge outside the glass pane of the hotel room she was sharing with Harry for the next couple of nights. Navigating the old and windy streets of Dunkirk to find the building would have been tough enough without fighting the weather outside, alas the rain had started almost as soon as she’d boarded the bus in Lille after her journey across the English Channel, and it hadn’t stopped since.

She’d no idea where she was going or when he’d make an appearance in the room but she was occupying herself as best she could going through the French channels on the telly and lying starfish across the double bed which laid in the centre against the back wall of the room. She’d already changed out of her wet jeans and jumper, and had them both hanging to dry over the radiator underneath the window. Her boots were soaked through, sat with newspaper in them to dry them out, and her coat was hanging miserably over the back of the door, leaving tiny drips on the ends waiting for their moment to let go and fall to the carpeted floor.

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Have you read any Harry Potter not to sound like a needy fangirl just curious~

i’ve read the first book but haven’t had time to move onto the second one!!!!!!!! thanks for reminding me to pick it up again omg

Chocolate cake - Yoo Kihyun

A / N : I’ve only ever found a handful of Kihyun smuts soooo I thought to myself why not write one, I hope you guys like it and if you do please let me know because I have an idea for another one in mind 🖤 or I could make a part two for this either way let me know.

S Y N O P S I S :
You and Kihyun grew closer together after your boyfriend cheated on you, but you never entirely considered him your friend.

G E N R E / W A R N I N G S : Smut + Fluff + slightly dom Kihyun

W O R D   C O U N T :
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P A I R I N G : Kihyun x Reader
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It was normal wasn’t it? Feeling this anxious after seeing your ex?

You thought as you sat on the toilet fidgeting with the sleeves of your sweater. There was a soft knock on the door and silence on your end.

“Y/N?” you heard the voice call out from the other side after you never responded, the doorknob moving in a failed attempt to open the door since it was locked from the inside.

You stood up and quickly pulled your hair out of your face flushing the toilet pretending you were just doing your business before opening the door.

“Geez can’t I have 3 seconds to do my business?” you said trying to brush off the past 5 minutes you’d been locked up in the small room and letting out a forced chuckle.

Kihyun gave you the look slightly pursing his lips. He knew all too well to see right through you.

It was evident seeing HIM who shall not be named still affected you.

“Y/N” he said with an ‘I know why you were really in there’ undertone.  

“What?” you said playing dumb still pretending there was nothing going on.

“I’m not dumb”

“I never said you were”

“Just admit you were in there because Ge-” he said as you quickly jumped to press your finger against his lips.

“You shut up alright” you barked out which was enough confirmation for Kihyun to know he was right all along.

“Fine yes! I’m still not over him and I’m fuming over the fact one of you idiots invited us to the same place and he’s here with blonde Barbie girl” you said out in frustration “and I’m just…” you said looking down at the floor before feeling Kihyun’s hands right under your jaw cupping your face and forcing you to look at him.

“You’re cute when you’re angry” he teased and you pushed his arms off as you snorted.

You’d met Kihyun a few years ago in your art class, you’d always pick fights with him in the middle of the class over stupid things which was how his friend Gerald aka your ex noticed you. He’d then join in with you and mock Kihyun as well or nag him for picking fights with the pretty girl.

After he cheated on you, you somehow found yourself growing closer to Kihyun, after all he was the one who found you a crying mess sitting right outside of his apartment building in the rain.

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“Y/N?” he asked holding an umbrella kneeling down trying to get a better look at the stranger crying outside of his friend’s apartment complex.

You shot your head up ready to start yelling at your cheating boyfriend but instead met eyes with the pink haired boy before you.

“Ki-kihyun?” you half snorted trying to wipe your nose with your damp sweater.

“What are you doing out here… like…. this?” he asked getting a hold of your arm and helping you up.

“I….” You said as he stared at you trying to find an answer, his eyes filled with concern. 

The words couldn’t even leave your mouth, still overthinking the last few minutes, how you walked into his apartment only to find the one person you thought you loved in bed with his super model “friend”.

You simply broke down into tears again before two arms wrapped around you and you were pulled into an embrace, no questions, no words, you both just stood there for a while, it was nice just not being alone, even if Kihyun was the last person you’d expect to be there to comfort you. A few seconds later you slightly pulled away and Kihyun loosened his grip around you.

There was a long pause between the both of you, most likely because neither knew what to say next.

“There’s a coffee shop down the street from my apartment, whenever I feel like shit I go there and order the biggest piece of chocolate cake I can get” he said and you let a soft laugh smiling at the floor.

“That’s all I can offer to you right now” he said and you nodded.

“Come on” he said dragging you by the arm under his umbrella on the sidewalk.

The both of you walked for what seemed like 5 blocks in the pouring rain, he dragged you by his side and soon enough the both of you were running in the rain laughing at nothing trying to get to the coffee shop as soon as possible to avoid even getting any wetter, which was nearly useless since the both of you were halfway drenched even with the umbrella over your heads.

Once you got to the shop Kihyun had previously mentioned he held the door open so you could walk inside, as you walked towards the counter you spotted the long fridge with pastries inside being exhibited in doilies and glass trays.  

Kihyun was looking up at the menu as you spotted the round three-layer chocolate cake inside the fridge, that should be the cake he was talking about. The large slices were already precut and you could only wonder if the skinny boy before you could even finish it by himself when he’d been there before.

You heard him order but didn’t look away from the cake still debating whether if you should get it or not, even though you weren’t much of a sweet tooth at this point you felt like bawling your eyes out and eating an entire tub of ice cream and boy, that cake didn’t seem like a bad idea at all. Or so your inner voice with no self control told you.

“Are you going to order anything?” You heard Kihyun ask snapping you out of your thought trance,you turned to look at him before slowly pointing at the cake before you. As you walked up to him right in front of the cashier you took out your walled and pulled out some of the crumpled up dollar bills inside.  

You heard the cashier say the total and as you extended your hand with cash she was already swiping a card on the register. You took a few seconds to register what had happened and you slightly turned to look at Kihyun with the cash in your hand motioning him to take it.

“It’s fine, I offered to bring you here, it would be rude if I let you pay” he said before making his way over to a table. You blinked twice not being used to this sort of treatment and followed him to your table.

The barista soon enough came out of the kitchen and placed the plate with the huge chocolate slice in front of you two as well as the coffee pot and two mugs on a small round plate for each.

Kihyun didn’t hesitate before picking up the fork and digging into the huge slice. You on the other hand ended up picking up the fork from your side of the table and poking around the cake, neither of you said a word since Kihyun was too busy eating and you were just picking around your side of the plate thinking about everything.

“You want to talk about it?” he finally said breaking the silence between you two. You shook your head and he got the hint and continued eating.

“it’s just” you said dropping the fork and letting out a sigh, his eyes moving away from the plate to you once more. “That fucking idiot” you said finally letting out what you’d been holding in for the past hour. “I was always there, I.. I… how dare he lie to my face and cheat on me!” you finally started venting out the sadness turning into anger in a matter of seconds. “Even after I walked in on him he says ‘I can explain’” You said out in frustration and he raised his brows, what Kihyun had thought was only a dumb argument turned out to be more than that. You looked up to find Kihyun that was at a loss for words, again.

“I’m sorry this must be terribly awkward for you” You said propping your elbow on the table and resting your hand on your palm.

“No it’s.. fine” he said and you both were quiet again.

“What were you doing there anyway” you asked trying to change the subject, after all he was friends with your now ex. 

“I was actually there to deliver this to him” he said pulling out a yellow package from his coat, you nodded and looked down again at the table. Why were you even venting out to his friend? Especially the one you’d always bicker with. After neither Sabrina, Bree or Krista picked up it seemed the best option since you didn’t really want to be alone.

“Well you know you’d feel better if you actually dug into the cake” he said “when my ex girlfriend cheated on me I spent most of my evenings here, trust me I’m an expert” he said and you looked up to see him giving you a soft smile.

Well at least he understood what it was like.

You took the fork once more this time actually digging into the cake itself. You weren’t sure after a few minutes if you were the one who ate the most of it but in all honesty you stopped caring as you binge ate the cake trying to bury your feelings in it.

You and Kihyun ended up talking about just random things and it was sort of comforting to just be able to talk about nothing without being bombarded with questions or having your friends get angry and plan out how they’d kill your boyfriend for what he did.

After a few hours the rain stopped and the both of you left the coffee shop, even though Kihyun’s apartment was just across the street he offered to walk you back to your place since it was already late.

Once you reached your apartment door you took your keychain from your purse and fumbled with the keys trying to find the correct key that opened your door.

“Thanks for… whatever that was” you said as you opened the door. 

“It’s no problem” he said sticking his hands inside the pockets on his coat. You hesitated before you pulled him in for a hug, he was sort of taken aback by your action and took a few seconds to hug you back, you squeezed a bit tighter before pulling away but he kept his hands on your sides, your arms were still hanging from his shoulders on each side and you just stared into his dark chocolate eyes. His face being only inches away from yours you could feel his hot breath.

“I…. I should get going it’s late” he said letting go of you and you did the same nodding.

“Yeah” you said softly.

“Night” he said before turning around.

“Night” you said back as he disappeared into the hallway.

The next morning you woke up remembering everything about the previous night in a flash, you pulled your pillow up to your face and let out a groan.

“Why am I still here” you said patting your bed trying to find your phone.

12 missed calls from Gerald.

Great.

You scrolled down your notifications to find messages from your friends, you didn’t really feel like explaining to them anything anymore or even talking to anyone, you just wanted to ignore the entire situation and slowly rot in your room. Scrolling down you saw a notification you really didn’t expect to see there.

Yoo Kihyun: did the cake help at all? I usually get a guilt trip the next morning

You let out a soft laugh opening the message

Y/N: Could use like 20 more slices right now

Kihyun didn’t seem to ask many questions, and whenever no one talked it didn’t feel awkward, as weeks passed you both grew closer finding yourselves at that same coffee shop just complaining about your lives sharing a slice of cake, occasionally switching up the flavor but usually it was the three layer chocolate one, there was still the constant bickering you two were used to but now you hung out intentionally. Because of Kihyun, Changkyun and Wonho you knew Gerald had been going around with girls, he tried begging a few days but eventually stopped. You never heard from him again after that week, personally at least.

You’d sometimes hear some of the boys talk about him, curiosity would get the best of you and you’d go straight to Kihyun to ask him what they were talking about, always being able to drag out every bit of information you could out of him, and as much as you tried to pretend you were over it or that you didn’t care you failed every time. So Kihyun knew that even though it had been 8 months, you still weren’t over it. So standing outside of the bathroom in Jooheon’s apartment trying to lie your way out of it, especially with Kihyun was useless.

“Why don’t you just give him a piece of his own cake” he said as you still pulled at your sleeves out of nervousness.

“What do you mean give him a piece of his own cake?”  

“Well that, he’s always here with new girls you do the same” he said and you rolled your eyes.

“Yes wow thanks never thought of that” you said sarcastically

“Y/N you can literally ask Hyungwon and he’ll play along”  

“We don’t even talk that much let alone pretend we’ve got something going on” You said walking past Kihyun and into the living room. When you walked back into the room Jooheon and Hyungwon quickly looked in your direction as you stood there.

Don’t look to your left don’t look to your left.

You thought before turning your head and meeting eyes with your ex boyfriend. 

“Hey Y/N it’s been a while” he said as you forced a smile trying to ignore the blonde on his lap.

“Yeah” you said as you were about to make your way over to Hyungwon’s side of the couch to do what Kihyun had told you.

“You all must be starving I’m so sorry” Kihyun said walking in stopping right beside you.

“Sorry I took so long” he said giving you a smile and snaking his hand around your waist before pulling you against him and giving you a peck on the lips.  

Surprised by his sudden action you found yourself looking at everyone and exchanging looks with Hyungwon, he was giving you a confused look too until he figured out what Kihyun was doing and they smirked at each other.

“So, we are leaving right?” Jooheon said clearing his throat.

“Yeah yeah, Tiffany suggested we go to that Japanese restaurant they just opened up near my apartment” he said.

Tiffany, you mocked inside of your head eyeing down the blonde.

“Yeah sounds good, who’s driving?” Kihyun said still gripping your waist.

“I am” Hyungwon said standing up and walking over to the slim table next to the entrance taking the car keys. Stiff in Kihyun’s touch you moved with him and followed after everyone as they exited Jooheon’s apartment.

“Can you at least act more natural” he said hanging his arm over your shoulder.

“What the hell are you doing?” you half whispered.

“What you weren’t going to do” he said and as annoyed as you wanted to be at him you lowkey knew you’d wanted to do this to Gerald ever since you heard about him going out with multiple girls and you stayed at home doing nothing.

Plus what was so wrong, after all it was just a show.

Right?

Kihyun was just his normal self all night, even though he was acting extra clingy around you and giving you pet names, which honestly should have made you cringe but you didn’t mind. Honestly it wasn’t all different from when you went out with the boys except Gerald started gradually getting pissed about Kihyun being all over you. 

At first it was as if he didn’t care nor mind Kihyun and you, but his cool facade soon started fading as he was making his jealousy evident by the second, Tiffany didn’t seem to pick up on her date’s behavior, shocker she wasn’t that bright, Jooheon was just sitting there wishing the earth would swallow him fidgeting with his fork that you kept thinking he was about to bend every 2 seconds and Hyungwon was enjoying and juicing every bit of drama that was slowly escalating.

“I need to go to the restroom” you said sliding off the booth as the waitress took away the check. You went into the restroom and simply washed your hands running them through your hair instead of blow drying them when you were done.

You were getting what you wanted, he was jealous, yet why didn’t you feel at peace? You stood there looking at yourself in the mirror still feeling that bittersweetness in you trying to figure out what it was. 

It wasn’t about Gerald anymore. You hated the fact that deep down it was about Kihyun, the way he’d been acting only frustrated you because it was just… pretend. He was your friend and that was that, and all the thoughts slash feelings you’d been trying to bury up for months after the two of you started growing closer to each other just hit you like a bus and you were dreading it.

You opened the door only to be greeted by a tall towering figure.

“Can we talk?” Gerald said and you stood there speechless. “We never really talked about things“ he complemented.

You opened your mouth but no words came out. Your mind soon going into overdrive about what you should say.

“What’s going on?” Kihyun said walking into the short hallway where the door to the kitchen and restrooms was.

“Nothing” Gerald said eyeing you and then Kihyun.

“Well, we’re leaving” he said pulling at your arm. You looked up at a severely annoyed Gerald and finally spoke up.

“Yeah I… we were done here anyway” you said before taking Kihyun’s arm and walking back into the restaurant itself.

“You mind if we walk back to my apartment?” you said as he took your hand and intertwined his fingers with yours, you both knew Gerald was trailing right behind you.

“Not at all” he said before catching up to Hyungwon whom was standing in the lobby impatiently waiting for everyone.

“We’ll walk back” Kihyun said and the bored Hyungwon sitting there next to Tiffany nodded and shooed Kihyun away. When you walked out of the restaurant Kihyun didn’t let go of your hand even though the both of you didn’t need to keep pretending.

You were quiet the entire walk back but as usual, it didn’t feel out of place or awkward. Once inside your building he let go of your hand so you could fetch your keys and open your door.

“Yeah well… thanks for… you know” you said holding your door with one hand and leaning against the frame.

“Anytime” he said as you let go of the door and stepped out again to give him a hug before he left. As you pulled away slowly both of your arms lingered there for a few seconds. His dark chocolate eyes staring right at you and once more you had him only inches away from you, it was always like this, you knew he’d say something along the lines of ‘I gotta go’ and let go of you after a few seconds.

The seconds started feeling longer as they passed by and Kihyun didn’t budge, you hesitated on whether or not you should be the one who completely pulled away this time but didn’t move either. Kihyun leaned in slightly and stopped right when his lips brushed against yours, both of your warm breaths mixing in you could smell the cologne on him and you were sure he could smell your coconut mist as well.  

Since you didn’t pull away or move he took this as a signal to fully press his lips against yours tightening his grip around you as you did the same with your arms around his neck. His soft rosy lips on yours was something you’d thought about for months now but never really acted upon the thoughts, never in a million years did you think it would actually happen you were just friends. Or so you tried to tell yourself every time you ended up thinking about Kihyun in any other way. He tilted his head to the side getting better access to your lips and kept one hand on your lower back as the other one slid up your side.

You brought your hands up to his hair and ran your fingers through his recently dyed dark brown almost black hair. The slight worry of someone passing by and catching a glimpse of the both of you making out in front of your apartment door only fed your excitement. Kihyun brought his hand up to your neck and his soft passionate kisses were starting to get more eager.

Whatever self control you had in you went out the window as you stumbled backwards pulling him into your apartment, you knew what would happen once that door closed. He closed the door behind him still kissing you, his kisses now filled with lust and his hands touching and feeling everywhere they could now that you were alone.

He pressed you up against the door and slid his tongue into your mouth running his hands down your thighs to lift you off the ground, you wrapped your legs around him supporting yourself between him and the door. Your hands almost knowingly tugged at his jacket and fumbled with the fabric trying to get it off of him, keeping you pressed against the door he took one of his hands from under your thigh and started taking off his jacket before doing the same with his other arm throwing it on the floor next to where you were.

He bit down and tugged on your swollen lip and you let out a soft moan, Kihyun then pressed you harder against the door and you could feel the hardness in his pants against your thigh.

You felt his free hand slide under your shirt as he pressed his lips down your jawline and spread kisses all the way down to your neck before sucking on the bare skin right above your collarbone.

“You know” he breathed out letting your thigh go and you brought your legs down to stand again. “Every single time you talked about that idiot” he half whispered kissing on your neck again. Your head rolled back exposing the fair skin he would most likely mark within seconds.

“it just made me boil on the inside” he said intertwining his fingers on the hair on your nape and slightly pulling at it which made you gasp softly. “and the fact that you still cared about him” he said sliding his fingers into your pants. “even when he didn’t appreciate you” he said grazing his fingertips over your wet core. Your heavy breath grew along with the desperation to just feel him all over you. You squirmed under his touch before he pulled his hand out and you tried to hold yourself up.

“Kihyun” you moaned out softly as whatever sanity you had in you left.

“What’s wrong babe?” He teased brushing his lips against your neck.

“Please” you begged in a breathy voice wanting to feel his fingers back on you.

“Please what?” he said sliding his leg between yours pressing against your wetness, the friction giving you some sort of relief. You opened your eyes to meet Kihyun’s again.

“Take me, now” you said and he smashed his lips harshly against yours pulling you closer to him and moving away from the entrance to what you assumed would be your bedroom. Once inside your room you were still all over eachother, you slammed the door closing it before attacking his lips once more and both of your hands roaming eachother pulling at whatever clothing was left desperately trying to get rid of it. Your hand found its way down to his pants and you ran it along his bulge pressing your palm against it. He let out a moan which you didn’t anticipate and the sounds coming from him had you smiling against his lips.

The back of Kihyun’s knee hit the edge of your bed and he pulled you down with him onto the bed. You straddled him and kissed all over his neck biting down and sucking on some parts giving Kihyun exactly what he’d given you just a few moments ago. You started grinding your hips down against his and he brought his hands up to your shirt to finally pull it off your body. He shut his eyes and rolled his head back letting out a moan, feeling some sort of relief from you grinding onto him. You slowed your pace teasing him and soon enough his eyes sprung open and he let out a groan in frustration.  

He grabbed your wrists and pushed you off him flipping you over so he was on top of you now.  

“Don’t try me” he warned pinning your hands above of your head before he trailed his hands down your arms and torso running them over your breasts which were still covered by your bra. His hands wandered over them and you arched your back so he could get your bra completely off you, he slid his hand under you unclasping the back and pulling it off you before guiding his mouth down to one of your nipples and his hand to the other one, slightly stroking with his hand and sucking on the other one, your hands somehow kept finding their way to his now messy hair, he nipped at your hard nub and you gasped at the feeling pulling harder at his hair. You felt him smile against your skin before he pulled away and started fumbling with the button of your jeans, successfully pulling them off a few seconds later along with your panties leaving you completely bare under him.

“Who knew I could make you this wet” he cockily remarked running his finger down your slit teasing you. It had been months, almost a year since you’d been with someone, the last person being your ex and Kihyun slowly finding every button of yours and pushing you all over the edge had you going crazy. You hated that he was making you needy.

You wanted him, you needed him.

“What should I do about you?” he said pressing his fingers against your clit watching you squirm under him because of the sudden contact. He started working his fingers in circular motions giving your core the burning attention it needed, you let out a breathy moan before rolling your head back against the pillows arching your back and closing your eyes grasping the sheets underneath you.

You felt two fingers slide into you before his warm tongue replaced his fingers on your clit, his free hand on your thigh spreading your legs wider as he used his other hand to pump his fingers in and out of you.

Alternating between tugging at the sheets on your mattress and his hair you started to feel your climax build up in your stomach, moaning out Kihyun’s name and a series of curses as you rocked your hips against him trying to increase the pleasure you knew you were right on the edge and about to come, you were feeling everything building up inside you as Kihyun worked his tongue all over you and just like that the sensation went away abrubtly.  

Your eyes sprung open as you tried to figure out the reason for the sudden stop and you met eyes with Kihyun, who gave you a smirk.

“I told you not to try me” he said hovering over you and you let out a groan.

“You dick” you said pushing him off you annoyed by his action, he was now on his back propping himself up with his elbows and you were quick to move to his belt and start to take it off as well as undoing his pants.

He let out a soft laugh and didn’t stop grinning watching you fumble with his remaining clothes.

Oh he’ll see.

You finally managed to take off his pants leaving him in his underwear, you placed your hand over his groin running your fingers over his still clothed member. His breath grew heavier at the contact but it wasn’t until you applied pressure and stroked harder that he actually let out a moan.  

“Y/N” he panted out as you ran your hands on his abdomen all the way down and hooked your fingers on the waistband on his underwear pulling it down. His hard member now exposed to you, you took it in your hand and wrapped your fingers around it slowly rubbing your thumb over the tip and he threw his head back breathing out heavily trying to hold in his moans. After a few seconds of rubbing around the precome on his tip you actually started moving your hand up and down his shaft. Still with his head rolled back you could see his chest rising and falling quickly. You lowered yourself still pumping your hand gradually increasing your speed as you brought yourself up to his member. Your hand slowed down and stopped at the base of his length as you took him in your mouth. Kihyun bucked his hips at the feeling pushing his member deeper into your mouth, it was only a matter of seconds before he collapsed onto the matress letting out a moan as you bobbed your head up and down. He brought his hands up to your hair carefully intertwining his fingers on your locks and pushing them out of the way. You knew you’d hit a spot when he’d tug lightly at your hair, the sweet echoing of his moaning indicating when it was time for you to increase your speed or suck a little harder, his fingers pulling at your hair and his nails digging into your scalp also letting you know you were working him just the right way.

Just as you were pushing him over the edge and had him under you a moaning mess saying out your name bucking his hips each time harder onto you, you gave him one last painfully slow suck before removing yourself from him and he shot up in frustration.

“You shouldn’t try me either” you mocked and he got up taking you by the shoulders and pinning you down on the bed. You gasped at his sudden outburst and the once cute, sweet and loving Kihyun you knew was buried deep down the lust filled man in front of you who you wanted to go feral on you.

“I’ll teach you a lesson” he said harshly pressing his lips onto you once more before climbed out of the bed picking up his pants from the floor and you assumed he was looking for a condom. Once he found the small package he ripped it open and placed it on himself before climbing on top of you to continue where he’d left off.

As you were anxiously waiting to see if he said something he didn’t even give you time to anticipate what was going to happen before he completely thrusted his length into you. You let out a cry in pleasure as he started pumping into you. You had your arms around his back and soon dug your nails on the skin which would most likely leave red marks all over.

“Kihyun” you said out loud and he started to slow his pace again.

“What is it princess?” he said running his hand down your thigh which you had just wrapped around his waist.

“Please” you were starting to beg, which was something you’d never admit to doing. Kihyun loving every second of being now the one in control of you came down to give you small kisses all over your neck still pumping in and out of you but not at the pace you wanted him to.

“Faster” you managed to breathe out as your frustration and need for more was becoming unbearable by the second.

“Faster what?” he said detaching his lips from your neck and looking you whom seemed to be having trouble keeping your eyes open.

“Just fuck me harder” you finally spat out.

“I don’t know if I should” he continued teasing.

“Please” you managed to breathe out as he thrusted harder into you and you finally moaned out louder feeling some sort of relief that you were getting exactly what you were waiting for. He whined over you at the feeling of your insides clenching against him.

He started going at a faster pace once again smashing his lips against yours, sloppy kisses and muffled moans was all you were getting from Kihyun. That same sensation in your stomach started coming back indicating you were close to your own high.

His thrust started becoming sloppier so you assumed he was close as well, it only took him a few more thrusts before you finally reached your climax choking out his name trying to hold yourself together as he didn’t stop. One, two, three more thrusts was all it took for him after having you shaking underneath him and wrapping around him thanks to your own orgasm.

He finally reached his own high letting out a louder moan that came out a few pitches higher than his last ones. He sunk his head right next to yours above your shoulder trying to gain composure and you brought your hands up to the back of his neck and ran your fingers through his now dark dyed locks that were once pink months ago. When he could finally regain some composure, he brought his head up to look at you before pressing a soft kiss on your forehead and throwing himself beside you.

You rolled over to your side to see him on your bed with his eyes closed trying to regain his breath, his hair falling softly on his forehead that had a few sweat drops dripping. He turned his head and slowly opened his eyes meeting yours, he ran his fingers through your somewhat tangled messy hair pushing it out of the way. You pulled yourself closer to him wrapping your arm around him and resting your head on his chest.

He still kept his hand in your hair petting and running his fingers softly through it as you closed your eyes and waited to slowly doze off in his arms.

Who knew it’d be this nice.

When you caught in a rain

Kim Namjoon : 

You told Namjoon that you were supposed to buy something on a mini market near the mansion. He let you and told you to buy some food supplies and he also wanted fried rice so you need to buy the ingredients. 

Then suddenly, when you went outside the rain started to poured in and you didn’t bring any umbrella. “What a day,” you sighed. You also didn’t bring your phone because you thought it will be a second since the store was close enough and safe. 

“Aiisshh….at least bring your phone with you.” You lifted your head and Namjoon brought an umbrella and holding your food. You chuckled and linked your arm with his, “I know I can always count on you even though you’re busy.”

He smiled and showed his dimples, “I won’t ask my man to do this romantic stuff with you. If it does then I told them to drench in the rain.” 

Kim Seok Jin : 

Jin told you not to come out because the sky looks grey and was about to rain anytime soon. You didn’t listen to him and went jogging, making you drenched in a rain. You stood under the stall and wait for the rain stop but it didn’t. 

“Damn, he will nag at me once I got home,” you mumbled. 

You waited and waited until you sneezed and feel dizzy. You got panic once you thought about stuck in this place for a day. When you started to walked from the stall, a familiar car stopped in front of you and Jin walked out with umbrella. He sighed and covered you with hoodie and umbrella, “this is why you should listen to me, y/n. Now, you have fever. You need to rest and don’t say ‘no’ to me this time.” 

Min Yoongi : 

It was a beautiful Sunday until you got stuck in a heavy storm alone under an empty stall. You are scared to loud thunder and storm. You looked pale and hugging your knees on the corner of stall and shut your eyes whenever a light from a thunder came. 

You didn’t dare to call Yoongi because it will cause a worst scenario of thunder. So, you waited and prayed for Yoongi to found her. “Are you okay? Did you get drench?” You lifted your head and saw Yoongi while panting hard and drenched in rain. “One of the guys told me he found your location in a GPS. It’s a good thing I put a tracking device inside your pocket.”

You started to sry and asked Yoongi to carry you. He sighed and he started to carry you with his arms. “What a baby, a cute little one.” He kissed your cheek and smiled, “don’t be scared, now I’m here. I’ll always find you, understand?” 

He’s a softy when it comes to his girlfriend. But is scary when he’s doing his job. 

Jung Hoseok : 

You texted Hoseok to pick you up since the rain started to pouring on the streets. You just did your part-time as a vet, you didn’t bring your umbrella so you have to wait. You started to shivered in cold, the weather was too cold because you wore a shorts and white shirt. 

“Aigoo…babe, next time if you went outside bring at least a sweater to keep you warm.” Hoseok would give you cuddles to keep you warm all the time. 

Park Jimin : 

He just finished the drugs trade and he had a call from you. He walked away from the scene and answered your call. 

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

‘Well, Jimin. Just, don’t be panic. Okay?’ You said. He turned into serious mode, “what’s wrong? Are you hurt somewhere?” He asked. You sighed and mumbled something he couldn’t hear, “what did you say, hun?” You sighed, ‘I broke my leg. I slipped on the stairs…..and I’m wet because it’s raining.’ He widened his eyes and started to running to his car, “where are you?”

‘Uhh….outside the mansion. Please hurry up, it hurts and I feel dizzy right now,’ you said in a weak tone. “I’m on my way.” 

Kim Taehyung : 

You texted Taehyung to pick you up since you got stuck in a heavy rain. He said yes and now you’re waiting for him to come. 

But suddenly, someone pulled you in a heavy rain. “Taehyung!” You yelled. He laughed, and put your phone away to his man and started to run all of the place. “What the hell? You could get sick!” You nagged. He scowled, “don’t be such a mother for this one! It’s fun! I bring your clothes so let’s play!” While both of you played under the rain, Taehyung’s people were watching both of you. 

“What are you watching? Go,” he said.


Jeon Jungkook : 

You got worried when you it started to raining, you didn’t bring your umbrella and you can’t call Jungkook because the teacher has your phone for a week. You sighed and continued to taking notes from the white board. 

Your friends went outside the building and walked home, they brought their umbrellas while you walked to the front gate and-”Jungkook?” You called. Well, no wonder some of the female students stopped to watched him leaned on the wall with black umbrella beside him, he was playing his phone and looked pissed. 

“Jungkook!” You ran to him and hugged him. He smiled and kissed your nose, “why you didn’t answer my call?” He asked. You frowned, “they have my phone because I was texting you,” you said. He chuckled and intertwined your hands with him while the other hand opened the umbrella, “well, I’ll just buy you another one.” You nodded your head while laughing. 

First Moon

Werewolf!Jungkook

A/N: This is inspired by a dream I had a few nights ago :3 Once again it was supposed to be a drabble, but it turned out a bit longer than I planned lol

Plot: Jungkook goes through his first full moon


[Drawing made by the super talented @ax-thelian​ !!! Full credit to them!! Go check his/her blog out]

“-And the way she fought him was so cool! She was really a badass!”, Hoseok boasted trying to goofily replicate a few of the combat moves the female lead acted.

“I know, right? Better not piss her off”, Taehyung chimed with his characteristic smile.

Terra and the boys were talking animatedly after they were done watching a movie at the cinema, the positive commentary praising the action-packed movie. Jin, Jimin, and Yoongi had stayed at home having personal things to attend to and preferring the comfort of the house.

It was quite late at night, Terra’s wrist watch signaling it was almost 11:30pm.
They all kept chatting on their back, the cinema not too far away from the boys’ place, roughly a 15 minute walk. All of them, except for one.

Jungkook was a few steps behind, seemingly lost in his own thoughts as his hands were shoved down his pockets, his head tilted up towards the semi-hidden full moon that was partially covered by a few grey clouds, a slightly puzzled expression on his face.

She slowed down to let herself fall back and walk by his side. He was so deeply immersed in whatever was going on in that mind of his that he hadn’t even noticed her presence. For a moment, she just looked at his profile and noticed that he was not the young boy she remembered, his serious expression contributing to his more mature look. His traits had become more angular and defined, taking the place of the softer features he used to have when he was younger. His jawline was now strong and sharp and she almost felt compelled to let her fingers trace its shape; his brows were slightly scrunched up, his biceps exposed by the short sleeved white t-shirt he was wearing, his muscles flexed and defined from the way he had his hands in the pockets of his washed out denim jeans.

She bumped him gently with her shoulder and that brought his mind back to reality, his attention now to her.

“Hey, nochu”, Terra teased him.

He smiled down at her, and there it was. The bunny smile that gave him that childlike quality was back. He bumped her back and then put an on her shoulder.

“Hey”, he replied simply.

“What’s up? What got you so quiet?”, she inquired after you noticed the change in his demeanor as the night progressed.

“Nothing. I am always pretty quiet”

“True, but tonight more than usual”

He stayed silent at that, but not for long as he resumed smiling. He kissed her cheek and told her everything was fine.

The two of them weren’t officially a couple, but the boys knew that something was going on between the two of them. It was just a continuous flirting that seemed very casual to an outsider, but whoever knew them both personally like the boys was aware that you deeply cared about each other beyond a simple friendship. He was always looking out for her and he could almost read her like no one else could, and vice versa. He may have been the youngest of the group, but he was definitely not naïve. There was a quiet attentiveness to him, his sense of observation very sharp that gave him some sort of insight about people around him. He could be playful, yet serious when times called for an objective mind. The rest of the boys seemed to have somewhat of a similar trait, always attuned with one another as if their minds traveled on the same wavelength.

As you guys were still walking, rain started drizzling down from the sky at first until it became an outright downpour that had them all drenched by the time they got to the house that belonged to the seven men.

“Woah! I guess if I brought some soap I could literally shower outside”, Taehyung said as he stepped in the living room, droplets of water dripping from the ends of his hair.

“Please do. It might be funny to see you get arrested for public indecency”, Yoongi commented from his lounging position on the couch as he watched tv.

Jin walked into the room at that moment and almost gasped in horror at the sight of wet footprints and small pools of water that were now decorating the floor from the entryway to the living room.

“No no no no”, he chanted in a whining tone. He was definitely going into mom mode. “Y’all are NOT going to make a mess in here when I have cleaned this just today. Shoo shoo! Go get dried up before you make even more of a mess”, he scolded as he made shooing gestures for them all to go get changed.

“And you guys are going to clean this first thing in the morning!”, he called out towards them as they were climbing the stairs.

They all chuckled in the hallway, finding the mama Jin antics funny. As they were laughing, Terra made eye contact with Jungkook and she almost found herself choking on her own tongue. The soaked fabric of his shirt was clinging onto his skin deliciously, the defined lines of his muscles becoming one with the t-shirt as they peeked through the material that had become semi transparent because of the rain. His brown locks where sticking to his forehead in messy patterns, water trickling down the end of them onto his chiseled face.

She hadn’t escaped his gaze either, his eyes trailing on her figure and looking at the way her chest strained against the fabric of her tank top, the wetness from the rain making her plump lips even more appetizing to him, the moisture on her melanin blessed skin making it glisten beautifully.

“____, you are more than welcome to stay the night. You know there is always room for you here”, Namjoon offered.

It wasn’t unusual for Terra to stay over at the boys’ place, often crashing there after a night out especially after a long time she went without seeing them. They had a spare room that had pretty much become her own after so many nights of her sleeping in it, a few spare belongings of hers left in the drawers of the dresser.

“Thanks, will do. I’m gonna go get washed and dried up before mama Jin throws another tantrum”, she taunted jokingly before they all laughed and went to their rooms to do the same.

She was in her room ready to take a shower before changing into some comfy clothes for the night and looked out of the window that faced directly the small backyard, the odd downpour had stopped, now being just a gentle drizzle. She noticed Jungkook standing there admiring the moon once again, his back to her and his head tilted towards the glowy sphere high up on the sky looking bigger than usual, an eerie vibe to it as it got a slight red tinge to it… 

Why would he go back outside in the rain..?

She detached her gaze from it, a bad feeling washing over her, so she decided to finally put her braids up in a quick bun to not wet them any further and hop in the shower.

Fifteen minutes later, she was out of the bathroom, small clouds of steam coming out of the ajar door as she put lotion on her deep toned skin. A quick glance to the lockscreen indicated that it was just about to be midnight.
She was throwing on a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt when she heard muffled sounds coming from outside…

Terra walked up to the window and looked down to see what the commotion was all about and what she saw had her worry like she hadn’t been in a while.

Jungkook was on his hands and knees, convulsion-like tremors going through his body as he grunted and panted as if he was making some great physical effort to control himself. He then started scratching the soil with his bare hands, clawing at it like a dog would when in it was in distress.

Suddenly, Namjoon appeared from the sliding doors “Shit, it has started.. guys!”, he cussed and called the rest of the boys out.

What had started… ?

She opened the window wide open for her to lean over “Namjoon what is going on?”, confusion and worry painted all over her face and lacing her words like vines.

“____, stay inside no matter what! You hear me?!”, Hoseok yelled in her direction as he and the others rushed outside to go over to the youngest one.

“We need to help him calm down. He is gonna lose control”, Jimin instructed as they carefully approached Jungkook whom was now standing.
However, his stance was… weird. He was a bit hunched over, his fingers bent as if they were ready to claw at the nearest threat, dirt staining his finger tips and nails. Jin attempted a step forward and Jungkook reacted right away, an animalistic snarl ripping through his throat as he faced the eldest man. In a blink of an eye, Jungkook dashed forward and shoved Seokjin whom went flying for several feet before he managed to sloppily land on his feet.

“We can’t let him flee. Lord knows what he will do if he goes on a rampage in the streets”, Namjoon stated not taking his eyes off of the maknae and so did the others.

Jungkook was heaving and whining, low growls vibrating in his throat as he occasionally gripped his head as if keeping it from splitting in half, his eyes screwing shut due to the great pain.

“Jungkook-ah”, Jimin started tentatively hoping that his close friend would somewhat be listening to him. “I know it hurts, but you need to try to control it and not let it control you. Hyungs and I will help you through it”, he continued in a soothing voice.

For a few moments, it looked like it had worked, that Jimin had managed to calm him down at least. But then, something similar to a howl resonated in the air and Jungkook leaped forward charging towards his friends. He clawed at Taehyung, the closest one, and managed to get him on the arm where a fresh wound had formed, blood dripping down onto his forearm as he grunted in pain and stepped out of the way.

Hoseok was next in his trajectory, the elder barely dodging the attack with no intention of responding to the assault.

“I’m not gonna fight you, Jungkook-ah!”, he called out as he blocked a few attacks, purplish bruises blooming on the tan skin of his shoulders and arms.
However, the young one seemed def to any reason, all trace of rationality forgotten as he kept on snarling and attacking his hyungs.

Terra had watched the scene unfold in front of her, everything seemingly playing in slow motion and too fast at once. She couldn’t make sense out of what she was witnessing.
Despite her instincts and Hoseok’s warning telling her to stay safe, something deep inside her compelled her to rush down the stairs and go to the backyard to help.
She couldn’t - she wouldn’t - let her friends get hurt and Jungkook lose all control for something he would definitely regret later.

She got to the sliding doors and stepped outside locating Jungkook, his back turned to her as he was currently having a hand wrapped around Yoongi’s throat.

“STOP!”, she yelled in his direction. “Let him go!”
 
At the sound of her voice, his head slowly turned towards her and what she saw had the blood in her veins run cold, shock paralyzing her limbs, and eyes wide filled with disbelief.

The person - if you could even call it that - was almost animal looking. His once beautiful features were now deformed into a snarl, lips curled up baring his fangs with a growl; his pupils were dilated, traces of gold in his eyes that contributed to the overall eerie look. Everything about him screamed ‘danger’.
Terra willed herself to fight through her catatonic state, it was not the time to let her fear take over. She needed to do something. 

“Jungkook”, she called him softly. “You don’t want to do this… you don’t want to hurt your friends. Your brothers”

He kept looking at her, a flicker of consciousness coming back to his eyes. He turned back to Yoongi that was barely conscious at this point, and his grip on his throat loosened until his elder fell to the ground, oxygen painfully rushing back to his lungs as he coughed.
The young one brought his arm back to his side, but didn’t attempt to make another move as he just looked at her, a wild and feral expression still on his face.

She took a few steps closer to him, slowly testing the waters and her arms up telling him that she meant no harm nor threat.

“Terra, don’t! Stay back!”, Jimin warned her, but she didn’t listen. Her attention was solely focused on Jungkook and on the task at hand.

She felt like she could help. She had to find a way. But what to do? All she could do was just follow her own instinct. And that’s what she did.
She took slow and careful steps further towards him, her eyes never leaving his, hoping her body language would translate into harmless and that he would not do anything reckless.

When she was close enough, she slowly extended her arm, but not enough to touch him. She wanted him to trust her, to let him come to her out of his own will. 

“You’re not evil”, she whispered.

She tried to slow her breathing, to calm the adrenaline cursing in her body like fire until she felt like she almost holding her breath.
At first he stood still, not moving a single muscle and eyes studying her as if to gauge her intentions. Then he leaned forward, cautiously sniffing her outstretched hand, her familiar scent reaching the deepest layers of his being and make him relax visibly. He rested his cheek on her palm and closed his eyes.

He trusted her. 

She cupped his cheek, finding his warmth on the skin of her palm.

“You’re fine. Come back to me, Kookie…”, she cooed under hear breath as her thumb stroked his cheek soothingly.

A few moments later, she watched his traits change with her own eyes, witnessing the morphing of his features from animal to human. His canines were reverting from their sharp state to their original dull edge; his lips were no more curled up in a threatening gesture, but their usual plump selves; when he opened his eyes, she found the brown pools she learned to love instead of the feral golden-stained ones. 

A single tear rolled down his cheek as his conscience came back, reminding him of what he done to his friends up until brief moments prior. 
He started crying until he fell to his knees, sobs shaking his shoulders and tears staining her t-shirt as she got on her knees with him holding him close to her chest. She didn’t need to say anything, she just needed to let him vent.
Terra could feel his despair resonating deep into her being. He was scared. Of what he had done. Of himself. Of what he had become. But she wouldn’t let him be alone, she would be there for him so that he could have someone to fight his demons with.

The rest of the boys had watched the whole scene happen with wide eyes, a look of surprise painted all over their faces as they glanced at each other to silently confirm if they had all witnessed the same thing.

They looked at the two that were on their knees as Jungkook cried his eyes out, and Terra…
They looked at her in particular, at the way she didn’t budge as she held him close to her as if to absorb some of his pain to take it away from him.

They had found her.

She’s Worth It - Hayes Grier

His hand gripped my waist while the other cupped my neck. Somehow my ability to breathe had left me, the only air I knew was his. With every touch of our lips we got closer, though are bodies had been touching from the start. I felt an unquenchable fire every time he shifted. Soon enoguh, he was on top of me instead of sitting next to me, moving down my neck. The movie was only static in the background. He pulled away and it felt as if I was drenched in rain, all heat from him gone and functioning lungs back.

“Be my girlfriend,” he said, breathlessly.

“You wish,” I quickly replied, just as I did every other time.

“Why not?” he asked, returning himself to siting position and leaning back on the couch. It was like a scene from a movie, played over and over again.

“The same thing I say every time you ask.” I retort.

“You mean ‘I just don’t do relationships’?” He mocks my voice, “That’s not an excuse.”

“Never said it was, it’s just the way I am.”

He turns to me and grabs my hand, “You know, this is really starting to feel personal now. Y/N, I really like you. Like, a lot. And I know you like me too. We’ve been at this for months now. What’s the real reason?”

I ignore him and watch the movie. I can feel his eyes on me but I choose to ignore it. He pulls me closer until I’m practically on his lap and softly kisses the back of my neck.

“Y/N, I feel more for you than I ever have for anyone else. I’m gonna ask you one more time, and that’s it, I’ll just leave it be. Will you be my girlfriend?”

I don’t want to lose him. He’s the best thing in my life right now. I haven’t seen my father in months and my mother seems to think I’m the reason for their split and I only have 2 friends who I question whether or not they actually like me half the time. But Hayes. He’s always there for me when I’m down, and he’s never let anyone say a word about me, and he stayed even though I rejected him who knows how many times. And there’s no part of me that even questions it. I keep saying no because I’m scared I’ll lose him. Just like mom lost dad, and like I lost every other human in my life because I don’t know how to make a fucking friend.

I watched his eyes dim as he moved me back over to my seat. “It’s okay,” he says. “You don’t have to like me like that.”

“I don’t know how,” I blurt out. “And I don’t want to lose you,” he looks over at me quietly, waiting for me to finish. “Every time you say that— ask me that, I feel like the happiest girl in the world. Because it’s you, because I want nothing more,” my eyes start to burn, “And then I see us, down the road. And it’s my parents reincarnated. And we’re yelling and crying and everything fucking sucks because we fell apart.”

“Y/N, we’re not them,” he says.

“Maybe you’re not but I am,” my voice cracks as a tear gathers at the corner of my eye. “I’m them. I don’t have anything or anyone better to go off of. I’m problematic and flaky just like my father was and I’m uptight and selfish just like my mother.” He brings me closer and wipes the tears from my cheeks.

He starts to speak but I interrupt him.

“And you deserve better than that, better than me. I mean for fuck’s sake you stayed with me all this time even though I pushed you away every time you got close. You listened to me every night for weeks when I realized my father wasn’t coming back. You stayed through everything and you deserve someone just as good as you.”

He holds me to him tightly and I wipe my tears on his shirt. “Y/N, I stay with you because of who you are. Someone who’s not flaky or uptight or selfish or anything else like that. I stay with you because you deserve it. Your parents raised you to think that you weren’t enough but you’re so much more than I could ever want. I’ve watched you move mountains to become the strongest girl I know. And all I ever hear people say about you is ‘she’s pretty’. But you’re so much more. You’re intelligent and unbreakable and willing to go through hell just to get to love on the other side. If anything I don’t deserve you and that just makes me want you more.”

“I wish all that was true. Even if it was, I still don’t know how to be what you want me to be.”

“Everything I said is true and don’t you dare deny it. And besides, we’re 16. You don’t have to know how to do anything. Just be with me. Let me show you off. Even if there was someone better, which there isn’t, and I somehow deserved them, which I don’t, I want you and only you.”

If anything, the boy deserves what he wants. I kiss him hard, gripping his face between my hands.

“Let’s try this one more time. Y/N, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?”

“I’d love to.”

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Prompt List

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A/N:
Thanks for reading, hope you liked it. Ya girl is back, finally. Between moving, and this ACT class, and volleyball starting back up and everything else, it’s been awhile since I wrote something. And I missed it, forgot how much fun it is. I’ve been writing a few things of my own, just in a journal, and it really helped me, but I miss this interaction with you guys. So here I am. SO so sorry to the requester, you probably wanted this back in like November, thanks for being patient and I hope you like it! I think I have one or two more imagines to put out and then I’ll be putting up the next part to Send My Love, which was highly requested. Also during my little hiatus I hit 1k followers! Thank you guys so much, this blog wouldn’t be what it is without you guys and I find it crazy that there’s that many of you. See y’all soon!

Peace,
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All My Friends Are Heathens, Pt.1

Summary: In an alternate universe where monsters roam freely among humans, eight of these creatures group together under one roof. Their newest member, a dark vampire, comes to meet their reoccurring house guest who may be more than what she seems.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1998
Genre: AU
Warnings: Mentions of blood
A/N: This is my first attempt at an AU and my second at a series! Celebrating Halloweenie time with monster fics all this month. 🎃💀👻
I really hope you guys like it. Feedback is always appreciated.

Click HERE for a little more character information.

| Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 Prequel | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 | Part 7 |

Title Inspiration: Heathens by Twenty One Pilots
Also, this honestly all started because of this damn picture. (Credit not mine)

Thankfully, the rain had let up significantly by the time you parked your car at the bottom of the long walkway, reaching your destination. Warm hues of orange and purple cascaded in the sky as the sun set in the distance, casting a soft glow over the large residence ahead.

Grabbing only your umbrella and travel backpack, you walked for the remainder of your journey. Raindrops continued to pelt gently against your umbrella as you smiled warmly up at the towering manor ahead of you. It had been almost 3 months since the last time you were here and that familiar sense of security had crept up on you again. As unconventional as this place and it’s inhabitants were, this would always be your home.

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Birthday Celebration #8.

Prompt: You turn up at my house at 4am, to cuddle?

Word Count: 873.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader.

Warnings: Nope.

A/N: Birthday drabble for @letsrunwithdream, hope you like it Ivona! Tried my best for the fluff, but this is the best I can achieve. By the way, thank you @evanstanss for the amazing editing!

Originally posted by marshthemallows

Spring summers had a magnetic effect on her, on her aura. She loved to wear an oversized and cozy knit sweater with fluffy socks while sitting in her loft balcony. The big and comfy loveseat Steve helped her choose worked as a friendly monster. A monster and loyal companion that anchored her to a surface while her mind wandered around fictional stories in a paper that rested between her hands and a glass of cold wine to her right.

The words in front of her eyes, the subtle music of Kings of Leon playing on the ground eased her mind from the horrors sealed in her veins. She would cheer moments like that one forever, moments in which she could just stop being a field doctor and be nothing, a mere observer for those fictional characters.

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A World Without You (Jughead x Reader Request)

Request: ‘Hey, I was hoping that you’d be able to do a imagine where the reader, who is Jug’s best friend, has gotten themselves caught up with the serpents and goes to Jughead for comfort? Maybe a little romance if possible? Thank you so much!’ - @tori-dawn7

Characters/Pairings: Jughead x Reader.

Warnings: Physical injuries due to violence, mention of blood, kissing.

Word Count: 1477

Originally posted by wwhatfinn

‘You knew what you were getting into kid, what did you expect?’

‘I said I’d do it one time!’ I croaked, the rain hitting my face hard. The Serpent stepped forward, his piercing eyes drilling into me

‘There are no one time deals, you’re with us now. Go against us, we’ll turn your world upside down.’ He gave me a hard shove and I fell back into the mud. I winced as my ribs had started to bruise. They weren’t being easy on me anymore. The men surrounding us laughed loudly at me, I could feel the shame in the pit of my stomach.

‘Now you have a job to do. Let’s go boys.’ The group started to walk away, I could feel one spit in my direction. I lay there in a ball, I lacked the energy to move. My chest heaved as I let out a much needed sob. What had I got myself into?

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A Royal Surprise

Originally posted by themoontwin

“Congratulations, Adam,” she says softly,” you have a son.”

“A son,” Adam asks, walking on unsteady legs to peer down at the child. It looked so small in Belle’s arms, cheeks flushed a healthy pink and a tuft of dark brown hair matted to its head. His ears hadn’t tricked him, though, it was indeed a little boy his wife was holding. “I have a son.”

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@marami38: If you’re still taking prompts for this weekend I think it would be fun to see them in the future.  Maybe it’s their 20th or 25th wedding anniversary and they’re getting ready for a family gathering at the pub. Talking and reminiscing about some of their happiest moments and remembering some of their worst moments and how eventually it was the worse moments that helped make them even stronger.

On a side note, I just wanted to say how much I LOVE your work and A Different Kind of Love is one of my faves, as a matter of fact I think I might just re-read that this weekend :)


first of all, thank you so much for your lovely words about ‘a different kind of love’ and second of all i am so sorry that it’s taken so long for me to get to writing this for you. it’s by no means amazing but i enjoyed looking at robron this way and writing them in the future like this, hope you enjoy it <3




Robert’s tie is crooked and he’s trying to put it right, failing a little and then he feels his husband’s presence in the room almost immediately. 


He hears Aaron let out a little tut and then he’s walking towards him. 


“You and your flipping ties.” Aaron says, comes closer and then he’s fixing the tie that Robert’s knotted foolishly in his haste. 


Robert looks up at him and Aaron smirks at his husband. Robert’s heart flutters as he looks at the man he loves more than anyone in the world. 


After all this time. Still. Still I get butterflies when I look at you.‘ 


“What ya looking at?” Aaron urges, finishing with the tie and then looking up at Robert. He’s aged so well, his eyes are still so green and bright despite the wrinkles around them, around his mouth too. He’s paler too, slower in his movements but it’s understandable after they all realised that his lungs were acting up, an aftershock of the shooting all those years ago that caused lasting damage. 


Robert’s eyes flutter a little, freckles still scattered across his face as he ducks his head and looks at Aaron. His Aaron, that still remains, after everything. He’s shorter, wispy grey curls, lines on his forehead but God he’s so beautiful, he’s still so beautiful.


“You.” Robert shrugs before grabbing Aaron by the waist and kissing his neck. It still works. It still makes Aaron almost melt into his arms and roll his head back, laughter filling the room. 


“We need to go downstairs.” Aaron whispers, close and warm and right into Robert’s ear. “We’ve got a whole party waiting down there.” He says, feels the need to smile as he speaks, as he thinks about their family downstairs, balloons everywhere, catering courtesy of April and Marlon. 


“Let’s tell them to go home.” Robert moans, he’s such a kid and Aaron has to slap at his chest lightly. 


“It’s our anniversary.” Aaron says, pretending to be annoyed and then Robert winces a little at the slight pressure applied to his chest by Aaron. “Sorry, did I hurt ya?” Aaron’s voice is dangerously worried and Robert presses a kiss to Aaron’s lips. 


“Just getting on a bit aren’t I.” Robert’s reminded as Aaron strokes his arm playfully. 


“Good thing I’m still interested in ya then eh.” Aaron’s good at this now, so good at making Robert not feel like shit for getting older, for getting past it like Liv likes to tease him about.


Robert’s eyes are all watery suddenly and Aaron frowns. “What’s wrong?” He says softly. “Rob?” He adds, feels worry race through him.


Twenty five years.” Robert whispers, he can’t believe it. He can’t believe that their lives have flashed before his eyes and now he’s standing here, dressed in a suit and tie, with his family all downstairs ready to celebrate such a milestone. "I didn’t think we’d get here.“ He admits.

Aaron’s eyes go all soft. “I did.” He says. “I always knew you’d be the one for me, that you’d end up just being it for me.“ 


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Out of all the people in their niche little group, Inari was the easiest to get annoyed at. He was so stupid! He didn’t get things, or he made such– such aggravating remarks! Futaba seriously didn’t get how Akira could just sit there and talk to the stupid fox-face, have an actual conversation with him and enjoy it.

“It’s easy,” he’d said when she asked in so many words, the clacking of dishes their only company. “Yusuke’s not so bad, Futaba, just strange sometimes.” He grins a little, using the back of his hand to brush his bangs that really need a good cutting out of his eyes as he looks over at her. “Some people could say the same about you.”

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Umbrellas and Moomin - Park Jihoon Requested Scenario

@dangerouslykpop this is for you!

Word Count: I have no idea!

Genre: Fluff!!

Message?: I’m in denial of loving Jihoon and I’ve only just realised

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“I think we should take an umbrella,” I said for what felt like the hundredth time today.

“I’m telling you,” Jihoon insisted. “We do not need an umbrella, it’s not going to rain.”

I sighed.

“Trust the man Y/N!” my dad exclaimed. “It will be fine, just go and have a nice picnic, I’ll be gone by the time you get back.”

He winked and I pretty much died from embarrassment.

“Dad!” I shouted.

Jihoon was still laughing, “Y/N, it’s fine, lets just go and enjoy our picnic.”

I sighed again but intertwined my hand with Jihoon’s empty one and left the house.

“Bye Y/D/N!” Jihoon shouted.

“Bye Jihoon!” he shouted back.

“I swear to god he loves you more than me,” I said, shaking my head.

Jihoon laughed as we carried along the road, heading to Han river which was only a five minute walk.

“I was thinking we could get an ice-cream while we were there,” Jihoon said before the wind blew. “Or a hot drink.”

I laughed, looking up at the sky, “Jihoon, look at the black clouds it’s definitely going to rain.”

Jihoon kissed my nose, chuckling, “stop it you little worrier.”

We carried along the road, a few people stopping and whispering, pointing and asking if that was Jihoon from Produce 101, but he ignored it so I did too.

Finally we reached Han river and laid down a Winnie the Pooh blanket that Jihoon got me for my birthday. I sat down and helped Jihoon get all the food out. He soon sat down to, getting the basket out the way.

“I love it here,” I sighed, looking out onto the river at midday.

I looked over at Jihoon to see him nodding, laid back on one arm. I laughed as I saw him.

“What?” he laughed and I laughed harder.

“Yah!” he laughed, throwing a grape at me.

I caught it and popped it in my mouth, smirking.

Jihoon sat up and at a grape himself as we both looked out onto the river until a massive sound came from above us.

I jumped as the thunder cracked above us and rain started pouring down.

I looked at Jihoon, pointing a blaming finger at him and laughing, “Yah! Park Jihoon! I told you!”

He laughed as well, surrendering while standing up and starting to run away, I jumped up and chased after him, shouting at him to come back here.

“Yah! Jihoon! Where are you?!” I shouted, already drenched from the rain and out of breath from running.

“Not telling!” yelled a familiar voice.

I giggled, turning to the direction the voice was coming from before I got attacked from behind, feeling Jihoon snake his arms around me, lifting me up.

“Put me down! Put me down!” I laughed, smacking his arms as he continued to spin me round.

By this point, everyone else who was originally there had left because of the pouring rain and lightning that was coming down.

“Jihoon, I think we should go,” I had to shout over the sound of the rain hitting the river next to us.

Jihoon nodded into my shoulder and let go, walking over to the blanket. I followed after him, packing away all the wet food and the wet blanket.

“It’s all wet but I’m still hungry!” Jihoon pouted.

I laughed, grabbing his hand and pulling him into the Moomin Café, only across the road from the river.

“What do you want?” I asked Jihoon as he looked around.

“Woah, I’ve never been here before,” Jihoon breathed. “And I want a hot chocolate.”

“Any food?” I asked. “Or Moomins?”

Jihoon scanned across the row of arranged cakes and Moomin plushies in front of him.

“Ooh! Ooh! Egg tart!” he exclaimed, pointing at the yellow tart, arms still around my waist.

I nodded, going up and ordering his order and mine.

“Can we have that plushie too please,” Jihoon said, coming and standing next to me, pointing at the one nearest the counter.

“22,000 Won please,” the woman at the counter said. “Wait! Are you Jihoon from Produce 101?!”

Jihoon hesitated, looking at me but as I nodded he uneasily answered ‘yes’.

“That’s 15,000 Won then please,” she said, discounting our order. “Also I’m voting for you. Fighting!”

Jihoon did ‘fighting’ as we thanked her, took our orders and sat down.

“Here,” Jihoon said, handing me the plushie.

As I looked closely at it, I realised it was Moominpapa confessing with roses to Moominmama. I looked up at Jihoon and smiled as he sipped his hot chocolate and held my hand.

“It’s yours,” he said.

“I love it,” I smiled.

For a while it was quiet as I stared out the window but soon enough I muttered, “I told you so,” as I watched the rain fall down.

“Oh hush!” Jihoon exclaimed as I laughed.

“okay”

pairing : ron x pansy
word count : ~1.7k
prompt : “somebody else” the 1975
for : @ivecarvedawoodenheart and the @slytherdornet & @hprarepairnet love song challenge

Ron sits up, pushing the sweat drenched sheet aside and turning his back on her. He grips the edges of the mattress, holding on to it like it’s his nerve. “I have a date,” he confesses, “tomorrow night.”

Pansy’s heart clenches but her mind, her tongue, is quicker. “Congratulations?” she quips. She reaches over to the nightstand and pulls two self lighting cigarettes from their silver case and hands one to him.

He doesn’t want it, not really, it was a habit she’d given him, but he takes it anyway. He watches the odorless smoke curl into the air and wonders what she’s thinking. Is she really as nonplussed as she sounds? He hears her inhale, then blow out the smoke.

“Anyone we know?” she asks, a casual, almost disinterested even, lilt in her voice. He nods and she doesn’t ask who.


“How’d your date go?” Pansy asks, her back pressed against the wall and her legs wrapped around his waist. He pulls back, leaving a cold spot on her neck where his lips had been.

“You really wanna know?” His eyebrows are furrowed and there’s a glint of hope in his eyes.

She swallows but shrugs. “Not really, no.” He frowns, but she only catches a glimpse of it before he shifts her in his arms, pushing her harder into the wall and returning his lips to her body.

Her nails dig into his shoulder, holding him as close as she could as she tried not to think about how cold everything would be when he was gone.


She pushes him onto the bed, a devilish grin spreading across her face as she places a knee on either side of him. His hands instinctively go to her hips but he stops himself before he can pull her down, and instead holds her back. “I think we should stop,” he manages.

“Yeah, sure,” she laughs, and pulls her shirt off.

His heart speeds up as her hands run down his chest and the memory of his date grows hazier a they slip passed the band of his jeans.

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7 OCT 2016

it’s friday, which means that i don’t have to worry about the ‘biology homework i have to hand in tomorrow’.

i also got drenched in the rain this morning and played volleyball in the rain. fun!

pics from my bullet journal are from the lovely @seigakun / @studykouffee (🌟💞)

Sicknario

Okay so earlier I got to thinking about subtle sick progression.

A classic caught in the rain scenario:

A gets caught in the rain walking home from work. They are drenched and chilled through when they get home, and B quickly ushers them to the bathroom for a hot shower. A feels worlds better as the hot water chases the chill away, and they spend the rest of the evening with B until they go to sleep.

In the morning, B is pulled from sleep by a few sneezes and a couple of weak coughs from A. B places a hand on A’s thigh. “Are you coming down with something?”

A shrugs. “Probably just a cold.”

Since it’s A’s day off, B tells A to spend the day resting before getting ready for work.

With B gone, A gets up for the day. The first few hours start off okay, with just a few sneezes and a couple of coughs here and there, but as the day progresses, a headache begins to take house across A’s forehead. A decides to take a nap to sleep it off.

Hours later, B comes home and finds A fast asleep. They look on fondly before migrating back to the living room to watch some television before starting dinner.

A is pulled from sleep an hour after B’s return by what feels like ice clinging to their bones. They sit up, sneezing harshly, before shuffling out of the bedroom while struggling against a headache paired with post-sleep disorientation.

A finds B on the couch, and they flop down beside B, curling up against B’s side when B lifts their arm in welcome.

A’s shivering has B growing worried. “Are you cold?”

“Freezing,” A responds, and B brushes cool fingers against A’s heated cheeks with a frown.

“You’re very warm.”

A only replies with a weak cough followed by a groan, and B pulls a blanket from the back of the couch, drapes it over A, and makes a mental note to check A’s temperature and get medicine before the two go to sleep for the night.

When you’re dating Dino

Thank you for the request! ^^ I enjoyed writing this~ 

[Part 1]

i didn’t really do much with the whole love triangle concept here, i hope it’s still enjoyable~ i did include minhyuk here too though!


Words: 1450

Angst i’m sorry for making this angst that’s not what i planned to do, fluff 

Requested by anon ♥

Originally posted by cheolshu


You stared at your phone quietly, waiting for Chan to text you back. They were in the middle of preparing for a comeback so you didn’t get to see him. It had been three weeks since you had last seen him. Sure, you missed him like crazy but you understood that this kind of things couldn’t be helped: his job would always be more important to him, at least you hoped it would be. He had struggled for years to get to where he was today. Understanding how important his job as an idol was for him, you didn’t complain or get angry at him. Even though you couldn’t meet up thanks to his busy schedule you could still contact each other. He called you every morning before going to practice and every evening around ten to tell you to sleep tight. Doing that was his way of enduring the time you couldn’t see each other for a long time. Getting calls from him made you feel better too and hearing his voice comforted you no matter how bad your day had been.

Today was the day they were going to start perfecting everything: their dance, vocals, gestures, all that. In a week, their new album would be released. You were feeling more down than usual. Your day had been exhausting and frustrating and you had come home feeling like you were going to have a mental breakdown. You didn’t have that kind of days often and when you did, the bad feelings disappeared after eating some good food and relaxing. Today however you didn’t feel like eating at all and you knew you wouldn’t be able to relax feeling like that. You missed Chan more than ever but didn’t dare to call him in case you would disturb their practice.

Your phone vibrated and the screen lit up, telling you that you had a new message. You opened it, expecting it to be from your boyfriend who you were missing extra much today. You were surprised to discover that the message was from your best friend instead.

What is my bestie doing~? Minhyuk’s message read. Despite feeling down, you smiled a little.

The usual, you texted back.

Sounds exciting, Minhyuk replied sarcastically.

You were about to text him back but before you could, he called you. “Are you busy?” you asked him right after answering the call.

A little,” he answered. “I’m having a brief break from filming.”

“You’re shooting the new music video today?” you asked and lay down on your back on the bed you had been sitting on.

Yup,” he said and it sounded like he was eating something.

“Are you eating?” you asked.

Yeah, we ordered some food since we haven’t eaten all day.”

“It’s already nine though,” you pointed out after glancing at the clock on the wall next to your bed.

What did you eat for dinner?” he asked, assuming you had eaten.

“I haven’t eaten yet.”

Why?

“I just… I don’t have an appetite,” you told him.

Is something wrong?” he asked, sounding worried.

You were quiet for a bit. “I don’t want to worry you. It’s nothing big.”

It’s okay. You can tell me, that’s what friends are for.

You took a deep breath. “I had a terrible day. I forgot my umbrella home and got drenched in the rain and the whole day was just mentally exhausting for me and I felt like crying when I came home.”

Did you cry?” he asked.

“No. I held it in.”

Have you talked with Chan?

Your heart ached a little. “No… I texted him but he didn’t text back yet.”

Then go see him?

“I can’t. Seventeen is preparing for a comeback and he’s busy.”

I’m busy too but here I am, talking with you on the phone.”

“Yeah, but meeting up is different. Time flies faster in person and I’m worried it would only bother him.”

If he cares about you, he should be able to see you for a bit,” Minhyuk said, sounding annoyed.

“Don’t say things like that. You should know how much struggling being an idol includes. I’m worried it’ll just stress him out more if I seek comfort from him.”

He’s your boyfriend ______,” he said with a tone that made you silent. “Sure, his job is important and he struggled to get where he is today but that doesn’t mean that he can’t take care of you. He should, at least.

You sat up slowly, thinking about his words.

I’ve got to go,” he said after a silence. “We’re resuming filming.”

“Work hard,” you said.

Go see him,” he mumbled and hung up.

Hello~” Chan crooned in the phone when you answered his call.

You hung your head low, looking at your hand that was resting on your lap. “I’m…”

Hmm?” he hummed.

“I’m at the company building…” you mumbled. You were sitting on a couch where you usually sat with Chan when you hung out at the company building. After hesitating for nearly an hour, you had decided to come see him. The security knew you so they had let you in and you had come to the second floor but didn’t dare to go check if he was in the dance practice room.

What?” he asked, surprised.

“I’m in the second floor lobby-“

Wait just a second,” he cut you off and hung up immediately.

Like I thought, I shouldn’t have come… I’m just bothering him…

It took less than a minute for Chan to appear in the lobby.

“Hi,” he walked to you and wrapped his arms around you tightly. “God, I missed you…”

He was a little sweaty and he was wearing his training clothes so you figured he had been practicing the dance of the new title track.

“Why did you come here? Did something happen?” he said and loosened his arms around you to look at you.

“Not really…” you said and looked at his shirt instead of his face. “I just had a bad day,” you said with a lump in your throat that made your voice sound like a whisper.

Chan looked at you and felt bad seeing your sad expression. “Just a bad day?” he asked with a gentle voice and placed his hand on your cheek, stroking it gently with his thumb.

You nodded slightly, feeling your eyes tear up a little. You still couldn’t look him in the eye. He leaned closer, pressed a loving kiss on your forehead and pulled you in for another hug. He didn’t say anything and you wrapped your arms around him too.

“I’m sorry for disturbing your practice,” you said quietly, still feeling the lump in your throat.

“Don’t say that. I know we are busy but honestly, I’d rather spend an extra hour practicing after everyone else has left than have you feeling down like this.”

You gulped since the lump in your throat was starting to feel painful.

“I’m really happy to see you, I missed you like crazy,” he said. “I’m sure the others would be happy to see you. Want to go say hi to them?”

You nodded a bit and he loosened his arms around you. He had a small smile on his lips and you couldn’t help but smile too when you saw his smile. He grabbed your hand and took you where the others were which was the dance practice room where they usually practiced. Everyone greeted you happily despite looking tired. You stayed for a while and they showed you the new choreography even though they probably weren’t allowed to. After that you chatted with them for a bit before deciding that it was time to leave. You said bye to the members and let Chan walk you to the first floor.

“You’re coming to the showcase, right?” he asked you, still holding your hand.

“I think I have no choice,” you said and couldn’t help but smile. “A certain someone gave me a ticket already.”

“Who was it? The leader maybe?” he asked, smiling too.

“I think it was the youngest member.”

“Yeah? Who’s that? Someone you know?”

“He’s my boyfriend,” you said, making his smile widen.

He gave you a kiss on the lips. “You have to come,” he said, a little more serious now.

“Don’t worry,” you smiled. “I’ve already cleared my schedule for that day. I’ll come for sure.”

He gave you a kiss again. “I’ll call you in the morning.”

You nodded. You two hugged for what felt like a few seconds even though the hug actually lasted several minutes. After ending the hug, Chan gave you one last kiss on the forehead before you parted.