James is Facebook. the original one that everyone know and have. thinks is the coolest, is not. still some cool shit happening though, once in a while. have a cool side and a nerd side, bad jokes, some really stupid ones.
Remus is Twitter. witty short answers, and then really long inspiring rants. not as popular but everyone loves it once they try. both great clever observations and opinions and “wher the fuk is my cofee too early fr this shit”
Sirius is Instagram. pretty cool and popular. a lot of selfies. also black and white pictures with deep quotes that represent the tortured soul of the artist. and obviously “LOOK AT THIS STIM IT IS BRIGHTLY COLOURED AND IT MOOVES OMG”
Peter is Pinterest. underestimated and unpopular but you realize once in a while that a lot of good shit comes from here. always ready to help, sometimes clingy ( “we made a SPECIAL BUTTON that appear on every picture you will ever view isn’t that amazing” )
Request: Can you do a Peter Parker x reader where you are around Peter’s age (1 year older) and a badass avenger with a public identity and best friends with Peter and when is being teased by a bunch of bullies about being a nerd with no girlfriend until he blurts out that you’re his girlfriend and they don’t believe him and tell him to prove it he runs up and kiss you begging you to go along with it
Peter was fucked. That was it. He knew the minute those few words came from his lips that he was eternally fucked.
The boys who sat at the table directly ahead of him had turned around and started pestering him, again. Honestly, at this point in the school year he was used to it, it didn’t bug him like it used to, if anything it was just a nuisance now, a nuisance he’d do anything to get rid of. So that’s why when they started pestering him about having a significant other he flipped and blurted out,
"I’m actually dating someone, you know (Y/N) (Y/L/N), that really cute senior?“ The boys look a him as though he was crazy and at this point Peter think he may be.
"There’s no way you’re dating them,”
"Nope, I totally am,“ Peter leans into his seat, smirking at the boys almost cooly.
"Yeah? Then prove it,” They boys smirk back, making Peters blood run cold.
(Y/N) was his best friend, his partner with shield, they were amazing and understanding but would they understand enough to help him out?
"Go up and kiss them,“ Peter gulps as his eyes travel to (Y/N)’s table where they were valiantly studying for an upcoming graduate test. He knew he shouldn’t disturb them at such a time but before he knew it his feet were carrying him to their table, forcing him to seat and turn to (Y/N) with a hopeful expression.
"Pete, I’m kinda busy right now,” (Y/N) supplies before Peter even has time to open his mouth.
"But (Y/N), it’s really important-“ (Y/N) turns to look at Peter with their best bitch face, a face that sent fear tingling down his spine.
"This better be good or I swear to god I’m going to beat your ass,” Peter sighs as he looks at his hands, twiddling his thumbs a bit as he does.
"Well- so those guys who um-“ Peter didnt want to say bullying, he didn’t want to seem weak around (Y/N). "Those guys I was just talking to,” Peter gestures to the guys behind him, all staring at him intently. “They’ve been mocking me for the last couple of months-”
“they’ve been bullying you?"
"No, that’s not what I said-”
“Do I need to beat them for you?"
"No! God, no, I just need you to kiss me,” (Y/N) stares at Peter with a dumbfounded expression, as though he had just grown a second head or three.
“Are you fucking serious?"
"I know, I know, you can beat my ass later but please, I just need this,” Peter gives (Y/N) his best puppy dog eyes, he even threw in a pout just for good measure.
(Y/N) was seriously contemplating saying no but then they heard the boys snickering and mocking Peter. Gritting their teeth (Y/N) leans forward, cupping Peters cheeks as they connected their lips to his.
His lips were surprisingly soft and sweet and (Y/N) knew It was horrible to think but they wanted more. Plus, Peter wasn’t too bad of a kisser- in fact he was good, maybe a little too good.
(Y/N) pulls away (even if they were reluctant), licking their lips as they look to Peter with half lidded eyes, almost as though they were drunk. Peter looks almost disbelieving himself as he stares at (Y/N), more specifically their lips.
"Was I your first kiss?” (Y/N) asks, cutting the younger boy short. Peter looks a bit sheepish at first, his cheeks dusting a light pink as he looks down at his hands.
“Is it that obvious?” (Y/N) smirks as they hum, casually turning back to their papers to get back to work.
"No,“ Peter looks surprised at this, eyes wide and lips parted. "You’re surprisingly good,” And that was all the information (Y/N) gave Peter before they set back to work, smirking as Peter made his way back to his own table with a new sense of shock and pride.
You and Peter have been friends since diapers, you were there for him when his parents died and he moved across the hall from you, he was there for you when your mom died from cancer.
You both made a pack that you would always have each other no matter what, but right now in this moment it felt like peter had abandoned you.
You were at Liz’s party, the music loud and Peter trying his best to get Liz’s attention while you were being harassed by drunk teenage boys.
“Come on it won’t hurt I just wanna touch em.” That’s it you thought that’s he line, “Peter please let’s go.” You yelled your plea over the loud music Flash was DJing.
“Y/N come on I’ve only gotten to talk to Liz once.” Peter spoke without making even a glance your way. You finally got the strength and pushed your way out of the small amount of guys trying to not just harass you but sexually harass you and if Peter isn’t going to help then I just have to help myself, as soon as you were out of the small circle you felt a hand slap your butt and with instinct you turned around as slapped the guy who touched you.
The sound of the slap echoing around with the music which finally grabbed the attention of your so called best friend, Peter. His eyes widened at the scene before him. A hand print on some guys face and tears threatening to spill out of your eyes.
You connected your eyes with his for a split second before turning on your heels to go and find Ned to walk home with.
You had hoped that maybe Peter would run after you, stop you and talk to you about what happened but when you turned around to see if he would follow you saw him get stopped by Liz and not make any other effort to try and get to you.
You huffed and turn back around to continue your search for Ned, you were leaving with or without Peter.
You finally found Ned in the kitchen awkwardly staring at the bowl of chips set out next to the wine coolers, “Hey Ned you okay?” Ned jumps slightly making you let out a small laugh.
“Hey yeah sorry, what’s up? Where’s Peter?” Ned asked his scanning for Peter around you “he’s off with uhh well you should know..” you shrugged “but I really wanna leave and Peter won’t listen to me so do you you could walk me home?” Your pleading eyes catching Ned’s.
“Alright, let’s go.” Ned sighed taking the lead toward the front door of Liz’s house.
You brush past Liz and Peter trying to make yourself unnoticeable, which shouldn’t be hard to do since Peter only ever has eyes for Liz, But a hand catches your arm before your out of the living room.
“Hey Y/N, where are you going?” You rake your eyes up the hand and arm that caught you only to be greeted by the brown orbs you were trying to avoid.
“I’m leaving and Ned is taking me home.” You huff pulling your arm from Peters hand and catch a glimpse of hurt in his eyes before turning and continuing your trek out of the large house.
“There you are.” Ned released a breath as you stepped onto the front porch.
“Yeah sorry, Peter stopped me…” You let out a shaky breath before continuing “Shall we go?” You smile over at Ned. “Sure.” He smiles back stepping off the porch with you right behind him. You slip you hands into the small pockets on your jeans. “Hey Ned, could we just go to yours?” Ned laughs lightly, nodding his head fro your answer.
“Thanks.” you sigh, seeing your breath come out into the air in a small puff cloud.
Ned and you have been walking for about 10 minuets which meant that you were almost to Ned’s place. You only asked to go to his because you knew you would have to call your dad to come pick you up from a party which you weren’t even suppose to be at in the beginning but peter had talked you into it. Now that you were thinking about it Peter did that a lot, convinced you to go out and ‘hangout’ as he put it but you saw through the lie, whenever you two would hang out it would be somewhere with Liz.
You felt your chest start to throb and hurt thinking about how much Peter liked Liz and not you, she hardly ever gives him a sideways glance when I’m always going out of my way just for him, why can’t he see that. You puff seeing your breath come out again. It’s getting colder and you didn’t have a coat.
“Hey Ned do you have a jacket at your house i could wear?” you speak up, “Uh yeah, we’ll be there in like ten minuets.” Ned replied looking over his shoulder slightly at you.
You saw figure appear out of an ally next to the pathway to Ned’s place. A nervous feeling surged through your body telling you not to move further but you didn’t listen, instead you followed Ned across the street, he must’ve gotten the same feeling.
As soon as the two of you passed by the figure and the ally the feeling subsided and the feeling relief replaced it. But that didn’t last long when you felt a hand grab your midsection and another hand slap over your mouth. You tried to scream but it was only muffed by the large hand covering your face. Ned snapped his body back to see what had happened and his eyes widened at the scene.
“Give me all your money kid and she doesn’t get hurt.” The figure spat at Ned which sparked him to search through all his pockets, scavenging what looked to be just a dollar, “Come on kid, you gotta have more than that, what about your wallet.” The man spat again at Ned, his grip tightening around your waist. You felt tears roll down your face and your life flashing before your eyes. What-what if Ned doesn’t have what he wants and he kidnaps me, or .. kills me. Your mind flips to the worst situation that could happened causing more tears to fall and screams to come out of your muffled mouth. “Shut it.” the man hissed in your ear making you crawl in your skin.
“Come on kid hurry u-” the grip around your waist vanishes along with the hand around your face, “Didn’t anyone tell you, stealing lunch money is sooo last season.” You whip your head around to see who saved you and your friend.
You freeze seeing the familiar red and blue suit of the local hero, spider-man. He shoots a web at the guy trapping both his hands on the pavement and one more at the guys mouth silencing his words. “Thank you Mr. Spider-man!” Ned practically shouted with a smile bigger than the sun on his face. How could Ned smile after a situation like that? “It-” the hero coughed, “it’s nothing, are you two alright?” his voice lowered slightly as his head switched looking from Ned to you.
You couldn’t do anything, you’re still frozen, no words able to come out so all you did was nod as the last of your tears fell from you face. “Hey, hey your okay now.” Spider-man began walking toward you with his arms open ready to hug you, and you accepted the hug needing some kind of comfort at the moment and the guy you really wanted here to be with you wasn’t so a superhero was a pretty good substitute.
You were the first to pull away from he hug and wipe your tears off your face with the back of your hand, “would you like me to walk you guys home?” the hero spoke taking a small step back from you.
“I’m good spider-man but Y/N here lives a bit away, do you think you could walk her?” Ned asked from the side of you. Your head snapped over to Ned direction than back to looking at the masked hero in front of you, “You really don’t have to, I can just call my-” you were interrupted by spider-man “Oh not its no big deal, plus you need to stay safe and no where is safer than with a hero.” he said proudly putting his hands on his hips. you felt a small smile creep onto your face and agreed to let him walk you home.
“Good night Ned, please be safe.” You waved to your friend who contained walking to his house. “So where do you live?” your eyes glanced up at the heres mask, specifically where his eyes should be, “uhh right off of park avenue.” You practically whispered tearing your eyes away from his mask and began walking home with spider-man.
As soon as you reached your apartment building you thanked your masked hero and took the stairs to the floor your apartment was on.
You fished your keys out of your pocket and opened the door. “There you are!” your dada practically ran you over as you came in the door, “Where were you young lady.” you smiled, tears threatening to spill out of your eyes because you loved your dad so much and what happened just a little while ago made you realize just how much you needed to show him how much you loved him, “I was with Peter and Ned, we went to grab some food and then a movie.” you spoke walking to your room, yes you loved your dad and you had a life changing experience but you can’t let him know what happened, he would be furious and worry about you non-stop. You didnt want to add to his already full plate.
As soon as you were in your room you changed into your pajamas and slid into your bed, under the covers and tried your best to get to sleep.
“Hey!” the familiar face of Peter’s comes into your view “Hey.” You sigh shutting your locker and make your way to your first class of the day.
“Whoa whoa wait Y/N!” Peter shouted grabbing your arm so you would stop, “What’s wrong?” you could hear the confused sadness in his voice, you didn’t dare turn around because you would fall back into his trap of doing what he wants and him forgetting you even exist because Liz is in the same room. “Nothing, Peter I’ll talk to you later.” You pull your arm away from his grip and continue to your class.
Lunch finally rolls around and you can’t be more happy to just go to the library to relax from the world and eat your food in private while shoving your nose in a book. But as soon as you reach the clear see through doors of the library you see Peter sitting at the table you normally find yourself at.
You catch his eyes and instantly regret ever coming to the library in the first place because he gets up out of his chair and starts toward your direction. You can feel the panic rise in your stomach and instead of being the mature person and talking to Peter, you turn on your heel ad head in the direction back to the lunch room.
“Y/N!” you hear Peter yell as the library doors slam close. your feet begin to pick up speed as you see the lunch room entrance and frantically look for Michelle, you spot her at the corner of the lunch room with a book in one hand and an apple in the other. You head to her table, set your stuff down and practically slam your head on the table.
“Tell me when he’s gone, ok?” you speak just loud enough for Michelle to hear.
“He’s headed over here.” Michelle spoke in her monotone voice while she put her book down on the table, “Whats going on?” you lifted your head from the table to be greeted by Peters worried looking face. “You said you’d talk to me later and its later so what is going on?” you slowly turned your head to look at Michelle for some help but only saw her pack up her things and grab her lunch tray before leaving, “Thanks MJ!” you sarcastically shouted as she walked away with a small wave.
a sigh escaped Peters mouth causing you to put your focus back on the distressed boy, you couldn’t help the guilt that rose in your throat because of how bad you were treating Peter.
“Listen Peter-” you didnt get to finish as peter interrupted you “Is this about last night? I’m sorry i wanted to talk to Liz, it was my chance and i decided to take it.” Peter grabbed your hand, squeezing git slightly “You understand right?” you were disgusted by the smile that graced his face. “No Peter it’s not only about last night but overtime we fucking 'hangout’ we always seem to go where ever Liz and then you forgot that I’m even there god dammit.” you couldn’t help your voice raising a little bit, you were mad, mad that the guy liked was sitting across from you treating you like he didnt even see it. “wha- no i wasn’t-” this time you cut him off, pulling your hand away from his.
“No Peter, I’m not done..” you sucked in a deep breath before continuing “did you know last night was getting harassed by a group of guys? I called you and asked for help but all you could think about was Liz and-and when i finally got the courage to stand up for them and leave asking you to leave with me you didnt, you-you-you got distracted by Liz, fucking Liz so i went to find Ned..” you let out a shaky breath, trying to control your emotions and actions.
“And when Ned and I were walking back to his house we got jumped Peter, we got jumped Peter Parker!” you practically were shouting by now with tears threatening to spill from your eyes “And all i could think in that moment was that I was going to be kidnaped or killed and you weren’t with me…you-you weren’t with me, you were with Liz.”
you tear your eyes away from Peters, everything getting too intense for you. “Ned and I got saved from Spider-man, Peter.” By this point tears were falling from your eyes as you furiously wipe them away. “So Last night i decided..” you pause taking in another breath before continuing “I decided that I can’t do this anymore. I’m in too deep and i don’t , no I can’t bare being hurt by you anymore Peter, so goodbye.”
you stand from the lunch table leaving your tray of food and the broken heart of Peter Parker behind. You look back one last time as you leave the lunch room, seeing Peter already staring at you with tears spilling down his face.
“This is better for both of us, I promise.” You whisper more to yourself than anyone else. You were done with being hurt.
You’re playing by your rules now and rule 1 is Peter Parker is out of your life because if you let him back in you’ll be stuck in an endless loop of pain.
Day 1: My room turned into a ocean. I swear I found fishes and sharks swarming into my lungs. Or maybe that was the remains of you trying not to escape but desperately needing to
Day 2: You weren’t at school today and I should’ve been happy, I was more sad
Day 3: I thought I was ready to move on, then I saw you with her.
Day 4: We haven’t spoken in days now. My mind thinks its being shoved off a cliff.
Day 5: I wish it would just hit the bottom
Day 6: This will be the first weekend we dont hang out. I know you’ll be seeing her and I know youll be smiling without me. I’m trying hard to learn how to too
Day 7: I asked you for help on a history assignment and you replied with “Ask Amber im busy”. I texted back: “Tell Emma I said hi”
Day 8: You posted a video with her on the only social media site you have. When I saw it I erupted. I spewed lava every where, oh god its every where
Day 9: My mom made me sleep next to her on the couch. She was afraid I would try and do something like I did two years ago when another guy tore up my heart. I actually had thought about it
Day 10: I slept in your sweatshirt one last time so i can feel myself engulfed in you. I know you wanted them back so I had to feel you and smell you one last time.
Day 11: I gave you all of your stuff back and you thought I looked like a warrior but really I went home and tried getting you out of my bloodstream
Day 12: when will my eyes stop flowing?
Day 13: I snuck out with a boy and smoked weed on his couch. He talked about love and how much it hurt. I only pictured you.
Day 14: I woke up next to that same boy and I woke up screaming. The boy was worried and confused but I knew why I screamed. I imagined you laying with another girl on your couch. I ran out of his house so fast you’d think Id be better at running from you.
Day 15: Its spring break and im with my best friend and your with her and i swear i can feel you tracing her spine the way you used to trace mine
Day 16: I ignored your birthday and it felt worse than the puking i did that night
Day 17: Im treading icy water while you’re swimming away from me, I guess I just hope you’ll loop around and find your way back to the shattered, but still there, us
Day 18: I don’t remember the sound of your voice I don’t remember the color of your eyes I don’t remember your the taste of your lips
Day19: No amount of screaming gets your name out of my head
Day 20: I got on a plane today and when we took off I swear i almost walked to the door and started flying
Day 21: They say it takes 21 days fo break a habit but I think I just manage to fall more in love with a greedy monster
Day 22: I saw you today and wished you a happy late birthday and promised we’d watch the third Hobbit together. I’m beginning to hate myself more
Day 23: Its the end of the month maybe next month won’t be filled with thoughts of you and killing myself. i think im beginning to be over you
Day 24: april fools
Day 25: i think i understand now. when you first told me you loved me your mouth curled up on the edges, two days before you left when i gave my bare self to you your mouth was a straight line when saying i love you
Day 26: if you’re trying to kill me its working
Day 27: i woke up this morning to my blankets and pillows piled in a corner in my room. its something s ghost would do to make his presence known. im haunting myself. or maybe its the ghost of us tsking over my body
Day 28: its almost been a month since you told me it was never me. i almost texted you happy easter but i saw those text messages and just got angry
Day 29: I hate that you act like you didnt break my heart. i hate that you think im fine that im not writing a shit poem sbout your shit personality
Day 30: thirty days since you’ve wanted me. thirty days since i told you i love you. thirty days since you’ve slipped from my fingers. i tried catching you. you’ve been gone far too long. thirty days is too long
Day 31: i had a nightmare last night about you. you told me you loved me and kissed my forehead. i woke up breathing heavily and shaking. i want you out of my life
Day 32: running on no sleep isn’t fun
Day 33: ive been awake for over 50 hours in fear that ill see you in my dreams again. i cant risk that. it hurts so much. get out of my head
Day 34: my mother told me that love will do this. that its cruel and torturous and breaks you into such little pieces not even yourself can pick up all the pieces. you know where they all are, please come back and pick them up
Day 35: i talked to another guy last night we stayed up late and he asked me questions about you. we were sober so it wasn’t easy spitting up vowels and similies and euphemisms explaining the empty feeling in my chest after you left
Day 36: fuck if i stopped seeing you everyday i swear id be over you.
Day 37: my knee didnt touch your leg like it used it i promise i didnt do that fuck
Day 38: you told me that the wrinkles on my leg bothered you when i sat down. thats not what you said when we were trying not to get caught in the back of your car
Day 39: you told me you’d take me to prom and in two days itll just be another day you promised to spend with me. its funny how our plans turned to dust in a matter of seconds after cleaning
Day 40: the thunderstorm of us was inside of you and maybe that why it felt so close. i keep counting the seconds between the boom and light hoping you arent moving away buy i fear that you are already letting others feel your storm. the plants you grew are dying. maybe you should come back to water them
Day 41: ten days since its been a month since you left. i cried at prom because all i could look for in the crowd was you.
Day 42: i got so drunk all i could see was your face. the guy i fucked kept telling me his name wasn’t yours. i just screamed and cried because you’re all i still think about despite your efforts to continue to push me away
Day 43: i should be getting high today but if i do ill just write more and think more about a guy who will never care
Day 44: i think im trying to gain feelings for someone else because it’ll make moving on from you easier. im afraid to write that it hasnt
Day 45: you traces my leg like you used to. it was like dandelion tea. it made my insides fill with happiness. you’re my yellow paint.
Day 46: Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would put happiness inside him. He would consume it everyday in the hopes that it would bring his sadness to rest despite the fact that it could kill him first. i gues you were my yellow paint emphasis on the were. see im not going to write about you anymore, because when i write you down im under the impression that you’ll stay with the words but you don’t. this is the last sentence I’ll ever write about you
*none of these gifs are mine, credit to their owners*
The moment his lips met the tops of your shoulders you knew exactly which road your shower together would be taking. You turn to face him and step back slightly so warm water ran equally across your shoulders. Puling him closed he’d smile a devilish grin before hooking a hand gently on the back of your neck before crashing his lips to yours. He wouldn’t have time to be gentle and sweet like he usually was when you two started to initiate sex. He’d be slightly rougher with you than usual, there was just something about seeing you naked and wet that made him a little extra horny. He’d take no time in pressing you back against the wall, one arm wrapped tightly around your waist while the other held your face to his. He’d groan into your mouth as you started to grind against him until he hooked a hand under your leg and as quickly as he could without hurting you slipped into you. Hearing that first initial moan of pleasure would drive him to press into you further and harder with each pump, all while a smile broke to his face at your moaning that echoed off of the walls. You wouldn’t have even noticed Jinyoung he’d walked into the bathroom until Jaebum was moving you out of sight while yelling ‘Jr, close the door!’ You’d start to bring yourself down, the knot that was in your stomach completely gone now but Jaebum had something else in mind as he pulled you closer by bucking his hips into you hard once.
The first time the door opened your heart jumped and a small scream left your lips as you tried to cover yourself, but seeing Mark standing there you’d instantly melt and chuckle slightly before continuing to wash yourself. He’d step in in front of you making you jump once more as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest which allowed you to hook your arms around his neck, enjoying the feeling of his naked body against yours. He’d rock you back and fourth for half a second before smiling into a kiss. It was just supposed to be a kiss and then you’d get out and he’d continue to shower, but soon you were breathing hard, his body pressing yours into he glass as your hands intertwined with his hair. The kiss would have changed into passionate and quick as hands trailed over ever inch on your body. You’d find yourself being pressed against the tile wall and gripping onto the railing as you were pressed upwards by the feeling of Mark entering you. His hands would be gripping tightly to your waist as his lips stayed pressed against yours. Through heavy breaths you’d feel you body begin to tingle all over and your moans began to stagger. All you could think was his name over and over but when you opened your eyes you gasped louder. ‘Jackson!’ You half screamed half moaned as Mark hit your sensitive spot again. ‘What?’ Mark said, instantly puling away from you with an angry look covering his face. ‘No!’ You said pulling him closer so Jackson couldn’t see anything. ‘Jackson leave!” You’d say causing Mark to look over his shoulder. ‘Jackson what the hell!’ He’d say calling after Jackson, who was obviously running down the hall way laughing.
You were always trying to get Jackson in the shower with you, the idea of shower sex with him was something that you thought about all the time and finally he agreed to shower with you. You would have taken his hand right there and pulled him into the bathroom and started kissing on him instantly. After undressing one another you’d turn the water on before turning back to Jackson, who was smiling widely as he pulled you back towards his chest. Your hands running up and down his body would drive him wild as he’d be kissing down your body. You’d step away just as he reached above your core and into the shower, hearing his low groan. You chuckled and looked at him once before letting the hot water cover your body. Closing your eyes you waited until you felt his arms snake around your waist. He pressed himself to you firmly so you could feel just how hard your teasing had made him and it would be his turn to smile when a soft groan left your lips. He’d take charge right then, grabbing right above your elbows in one hand while he lined himself up with the other. He’d start slow, his lips by your ear as he asked you if this was what you wanted. Then moment you said yes he’d pick up pace, pounding into you just enough so he would restrain you with the hold he had on your arms. Your eyes would close as you tried to say something, anything but the coil in your stomach tightened you occludent muster out more than a syllable. That was until Jackson quickly removed himself from you and turned you away from the glass. ‘BamBam I swear to god get out!” He’d say pressing his body more into yours. ‘What! I was just getting a floss!’ He’d say with a smug smile. ‘Jackson and Y/n are doing it in the shower!’ He’d yell so you both could hear. Jackson would get out and grab a towel to cover himself before yelling something else at BamBam. ‘This is why I didnt want to have shower sex.’ Jackson would say after closing the door and walking back to where you stood covering yourself. With a light laugh he’d kiss your forehead before handing you his towel and grabbing another for himself.
It was hard to convince Jinyoung to try showering with you, but the moment you did he realized how much he loved it and gave it the excuse of saving time and water. It was fun, and even though most the time it would take longer you still continued to do it. Today was just like any other day, he got into he shower first, washed his hair and shaved if he needed too before you walked in and dropped your robe. He smiled and pulled you in, laughing slightly as he caught you to avoid slipping on the hard tile. He’d back you under the water letting your hair be the first thing to get wet. He’d start kissing your neck as you began to wash your hair, he usually let you get through at least conditioning your hair before he started touching you. ‘Some one is eager.’ You said massaging your scalp a little longer, tilting your head to the side to so he had better access to your sweet spot. ‘Ive been dealing with those idiots all day and i couldn’t stop thinking about how nice this would be.’ he said against your skin, making you hum in agreement. Started to rinse the shampoo so you could wrap your arms around his neck and pull him in closer. He pulled his lips away from your neck and lent back just enough so he could help get all of the soap out of your hair. The moment it was done his lips were on yours and his hands were holding your face to his. You brought your arms up and around his shoulders and pulled him closer, earning you a sweet moan from his lips. He’d move you up so your back was to the wall and your leg was resting on the side of the shower giving him full access. His hands would trail down your body to your hips where he’d squeeze your sized gently before stepping closer to wrap one arm around to hold you in place while the other started to tease your core. It felt like forever as he held you in place and traced a long finger up and down between your folds, every once in a while catching just enough of his tip inside of you to make you gasp. When you finally whined his name he’d smile against your kiss and plunge a finger as deep inside of you. Adding a second finger he had you right where he wanted you; Moaning loudly as you clenched to the nape of his neck. ‘Y/n are you okay, whats going on in here?’ Youngjae would say loudly through out the room. ‘Jae LEAVE!’ Both you and Jinyoung would yell as the door slammed. There wouldn’t even be a break, Jinyoung would just continue toi wreck you until he was about to explode from the anticipation of getting inside you.
Post sex baths were something you and Youngjae did quite often, there was something about laying between his legs as he scooped water over your exposed skin that was so soothing. He’d talk to you softly, making you giggle as your fingers ran softly over his knee and up his thigh just enough to get his attention. You smiled feeling his member twitch against your back. As gracefully as you could you rotated so your chest was now against his, your cheek resting against his chest and his arms now tightly wrapped around your back. You listened to him talk some more as he dipped down further into the water so you were laying flat against one another. You folded your arms across his chest and used them as a prop for you to look at him. He smiled as you started to kiss along his collar bone until he realized what you were starting to get at. ‘So soon?’ He’d say. You didnt answer, instead you kissed up his neck and along his jaw until he was catching your chin in his hand and pulling your already puckered lips against his. You’d shift yourself so you were straddling his waist as best you could, and didnt waist any moment in starting to rotate your hips, not caring if the bubbly water started to slosh over the sides. His hands traveled down your back gently till he gripped tightly to your ass, now guiding your movements. Every once in a while you’d gasp as his hips bucked in anticipation, his member already pressing hard against your core. He tapped his fingers against your skin and you rose, turning on the slick tub and propping yourself up on the edge. You were so focused on not slipping you didnt even realize he had followed you until his chest was pressing against your back and he was slipping into you. your fingers held tightly onto the edge of the tub as he quickly figured out the easiest way to get as deep into you as possible. His fingers dug into your sides as he started to move quickly, he was all but holding you up. One of your hands moved to grip tightly to his wrist and the other still holding onto the edge of the tub. You loved how vocal Youngjae was, it was one of your favorite things about him, so as he panted and whined on top of you your body tightened around him. ‘Youngjae, I’m…’ You tried to breath as he pushed your wet hair to the side so he could kiss along your spine. ‘Youngj- Jackson!’ You said pushing back so the two of your slipped back into the water and Youngjaes hands reached to cover you as best as he could. ‘Well thats new.’ Jackson laughed before turning out of the bathroom and closing the door. You groaned loudly and put your head against Youngjae’s shoulder, the both of you laughing. ‘Not the best idea we’ve ever had.’ He said squeezing your side and laying a long kiss on your lips.
The moment you suggested showering together he’d take you by the hand and pull you into the bathroom, the two of you giggling as he quickly turned the water and rounded on you, taking your face in between his hands so he cold bring his lips to yours. The moment your lips met his, his hands were removed so he could start undressing you, his hands quickly slipping your shirt over your head, your arms hooking around his neck as you reconneced your lips. His hands moved down to your pants, quickly unbuttoning them and pulling you closed as he pulled them from your body. He removed himself from you to strip himself, you giggled again seeing how hard he already was and smiled into his mouth as he pushed himself against you, walking you back till the two of you were passing the stream of water and your back was pressing up against the tile wall. You wrapped your arms around his head as he kissed down the center of your chest, hooking his hands under your knees and pulling you up so your legs wrapped around his waist and his hands clenched tightly to your rear end. His lips returned to yours and you gasped as he pulled himself away and lined himself up with you. Another giggle left your lips at his eagerness and that laugh turned into a sharp moan as his hips bucked into yours. ‘Fuck B!’ You gasped as he showed no mercy and pressed you harder into the wall, your legs now unable to hold onto each other as the only thing you could think about was the feeling of him bare inside of you. The sounds of his grunts made you grip at his neck, your eyes trying to stay open but you couldn’t help but let them roll around. One hard pump made a high pitched gasp leave your lips and your eyes opened. Open just in time to see the bathroom door opening. ‘BamBam are you almost do- OH MY GOD!’ Yugyeom screamed covering his eyes as BamBam slowed his pace and looked over his shoulder. ‘Well are you just going to stand there?’ He yelled, shifting just enough that he hit your g-spot making you gasp again. ‘Out!’ He yelled turning back to you as he closed the door. A wicked grin spread across his face making you smile. ‘Now where were we?’
He had a long, stressful day. But coming home to see you in his living room, smiling made him sigh. He told you about his day and as you rubbed his back you suggested he should take a shower, but only if you could join. It started off innocent, bottles were passed back and fourth, bumping into one another would cause giggles to erupt. Halfway through washing your body Yugyeom would noticed you had soap on your cheek and with a gentle thumb he’d wipe it off. The closeness of him would make you blush and as his fingers slowed to caress your cheek. You smiled, tilting your head back as he lent down to kiss you sweetly. There was something about this kiss, it wasn’t needy, it was soft and sweet and there was no way you were letting that go. You hooked your arms around your neck and brought him closer to you, the kiss starting to move. There was something about the way he was holding, the feeling of his skin against yours that made your body start to heat up. He smiled into the kiss as you pushed him gently against the wall. A slight moan was sent through the kiss as you trailed your fingers down his chest. The feeling of his member raising to meet your hip made you smile and you pressed your body closer to his. The feeling of you pressed against him made him moan again into your mouth. You broke the kiss to kiss down his jaw and to his shoulder, each kiss the need to destress him growing. You kissed his lips one more time before dropping down in front of him. He smiled down to you, taking his bottom lip between his teeth as you caressed his member with your hand. Knowing how much he enjoyed light teasing you let your tongue circle his tip, making sure your eyes never met his. You teased him until low groan left his chest. You took his length quickly, not wanting to waist any more time. His hand pressed firmly to the back of your head, following the movement of your bobbing, his eyes never leaving yours. That was until the sound of the door opening made his eyes flick up and his body to retract into the wall. ‘Yugyeom are you almost, oh my god.’ Youngjae said, walking out just as fast as he walked in. You rocked back on your heels and covered your face, embarrassment covering your cheeks. Yugyeom knelt down and pulled you into his chest laughing. ‘Common. lets go take a nap.’ he said winking at you, chucking as you smacked his chest.