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Elizabeth Warren on the one good thing that came of her being silenced

Jeff Sessions was confirmed as US attorney general on February 8 — but not without a fight.

In an incident on the Senate floor that quickly became notorious, the Senate used an arcane rule to bar Sen. Elizabeth Warren from speaking further against Sessions as she read a letter by Coretta Scott King, the widow of Martin Luther King Jr.

King wrote the letter in 1986, in opposition to Sessions’s then-nomination for a federal judgeship on the grounds that he regularly “used the awesome powers of his office in a shabby attempt to intimidate and frighten elderly black voters.” Later in the evening, Warren’s male colleague Sen. Jeff Merkley read portions of the same letter himself, without incident.

Warren’s subsequent reading of the letter on Facebook Live has since been viewed more than 6 million times, and Senate Majority Leader Mitch McConnell’s reasoning for invoking a technicality — “she was warned, she was given an explanation; nevertheless, she persisted” — has since been repurposed as a feminist rallying cry. Many people responded angrily and viscerally to the way Warren was silenced but Merkley was not. Not only did the hashtag #ShePersisted fly around social media, it was also rapidly emblazoned on mugs, T-shirts, and anything else Etsy’s ever dreamed of, and put up for sale online.

After the Sessions vote, Daily Show host Trevor Noah tried to ask Warren why her male colleague got to read the letter after she was barred from speaking, and whether she and Mitch McConnell have since realized “what a solid he’s done you.”

But Warren was single-mindedly passionate about one thing: “Millions of people are now reading Coretta Scott King’s letter.”

I Don't Know My Own Language

I was chatting with a colleague (notorious for mansplaining) about his weekend in Wales (I’m Welsh so was interested to hear where he’d been). He mentioned he’d been to a place called Cwm-y-Glô which means Coal Valley - the rest of the conversation went like this:

Him: Do you know it?

Me: no, I don’t think so…

Him: the name means Forest Valley in Welsh, apparently.

Me: Nah, it’s Coal Valley

Him (with a patronising little laugh): it really isn’t you know.

Me: Look, I SPEAK WELSH. It’s my first language. Are you trying to tell me I don’t know my own language?

Him: I’m sure someone told me it meant Forest Valley.„

My male colleague was criticising this woman on tv for being too scrawny.

Another woman he called fat. Another lady was “flat-chested”. Another had “saggy tits”.

I asked him whether he thought he was being misogynistic. There were men of all shapes and sizes on tv, but he was focused on the women. Did he think he was being too critical of the women’s bodies? His reply was “well, there’s a nice in-between”…

Women have to conform, starve themselves, work out relentlessly, feel like they need cosmetic surgery, constantly paint their faces, shave their bodies, color their hair, paint their nails etc, just to fit the male-sculpted mould of somewhat acceptable. But you know what? We never will be, because there’s nothing in it for men if women are happy with ourselves. As long as we’re insecure, spending our money on ways to make us “prettier”, we’re not in control.


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Originally posted by luuuuuke-evans

Titled: ‘Tease’

Warnings: Gaston/Luke Evans feels, FLUFF 

Word Count: 1,392 

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A/N:   Request from @btrombley13:  You should write a Gaston x reader where, much like Belle, he just keeps trying to win her over but the reader just keeps denying. Maybe where the reader continously teases him, whether it’s by joking with him or wearing a dress which just compliments the reader in best ways. I just thought that would be funny and actually kind of cute. Cause lets face it, Luke Evans Gaston is amazing ^_^ have a good day :)

A/N: Sure! Of course! I hope this was what you were looking for!! 

For years, Gaston offered you his heart and hand, but you would respectfully decline his wish. You liked Gaston and all, but you feared of settling. You didn’t want to settle to early on in life. You were young and ambitious. Plus, Gaston and you have been companions longer then before Gaston showed you signs of love. You also didn’t want to see that kindled relationship be destroyed if things fell through. Gaston, on the other hand, knew he had you reeled in, it only just a matter of time. But since you and Gaston were still only friends, you were certainly not shy from the idea of messing with one another. 

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Hello, everyone. It’s been a while since I last posted anything. I’ve been working on the story for several weeks, but I wouldn’t finish it without my dear petal, @little-black-dress-24. It all happened thanks to your idea, your patience with me constantly tormenting you to read this stuff. So, huge thank you, E. And E, I’m really sorry for my dramatic, aesthetic, perfectionist ass. Luv yeh. xx

I hope you will enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Feel free to comment, share or at least like, if you fancy my work. 

Harry is a lawyer and he is faced with the challenge of cooperating with his new boss. The boss turns out to be a beautiful woman. 
Word count: 9,500-ish

You were sitting in a comfortable armchair with a cappuccino in a white coffee cup, right in front of you on a coffee table. You took a deeper breath from time to time to relax your tense body. You weren’t scared but you were nervous, in a good way. Finally, you achieved one of your career goals. You applied for your dream job in one of the best prospering law companies in the UK. You were determined to achieve your goal and so it happened. You were the first and the youngest woman to become a CEO in the company.

It was your first day and you were waiting for one of the Board Members to officially introduce you to the team. Your head was full of ideas on how to expand and develop the company. You were very excited about the job to a point where you couldn’t sleep at night because you were so full of energy and excitement for the new things to come.

You looked at a golden chain watch on your wrist and realised you should have been called inside about 10 minutes ago. You were tapping your fingers on your knees in excitement when you heard a man shouting in the office you were about to enter in the next couple of minutes.

‘You promised me this job and you lied to me, John! You know very well that it’s me who should have been given this job, I worked my ass off and I deserve it!’ you heard.

Hearing this, you felt an uncomfortable cramp in your stomach and a wide smile disappeared from your face immediately. Is someone getting fired because you got this job? That certainly wasn’t a good start, you thought. Several seconds later, the door to the office opened with force and a man stormed out from the inside. He was tall, very lean, dressed in a tailor-made navy-blue suit, white shirt and a black tie. His face was furious; eyebrows frowned, lips pursed in anger. When he noticed you sitting next to the door, his eyes lingered on you for several seconds as he was walking by, like he was examining you, wondering who you might be. Then he laughed sarcastically, spitting a silent ‘Obviously…’ under his nose. He disappeared behind the door and you were called in by Mr. Stevens as it was your turn to meet in his office.

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AA managed to do what MCU didn’t in many ways and things: 1. Made the fandom like the entire team and see the value of every Avenger 2. Made us like both Steve and Tony, without having to unnecessarily choose between them or their ‘sides’ 3. Proved that Clint was most often the Avenger who had simple but great solutions and saw through things that others didn’t. 4. Made Natasha Romanoff invaluable as herself and not just the Avenger who picked up after her moody male colleagues. 5. Gave Hulk a personality 6. Made Thor speak in Asgardian style English a.k.a quaint English. 7. Gave us an Avengers Tower where the team lived together. Had others acknowledge that it wasn’t just their base but was their home. 8. Acknowledges people’s pasts. 9. Highlighted the message of 'United We Stand’ more than 'Divided We Fall’ 10. Gave all the Avengers their own quirks, insecurities, strengths, and made them contribute to the team’s success individually. 11. Resolved in-fighting gracefully and without almost-killing betrayals 12. Reminded us why hope is the true hero quality. 13. Upheld the Avengers belied of giving people a chance, not killing their enemies, and protecting freedom and justice in the right sense. 14. Made the fandom a bit more united than divided into teams. 15. Gave us back the idea of Team Being Family.

Janet Bragg (1907-1993) was the first African American who was awarded a Commercial Pilot License. She achieved this in 1934, despite constant adversity on the grounds of her gender and her race.

An amateur aviator, she enrolled in a School of Aeronautics in Chicago in 1928, the first black woman to do so. She furthered her studies at the Aeronautical University as only one woman among 24 male colleagues. Even though she applied to join the Women Airforce Service Pilots programme, she was refused because of her race, just as her application to be a military nurse was rejected from the same reason.

90 Days Mansplained

I’m a lawyer who regularly works with a government agency that has strict deadlines but is also notorious for missing those deadlines (as in, they will supposedly review your claim in 90 days, but in reality it’s much longer). 

I was in a meeting with my boss and another lawyer to do a status review of all our cases. We were just providing an update on the progress of our cases, what will resolve soon, etc. 

Other Lawyer is on exactly the same level as me: same age, graduated same year, started at this job at the same time, literally the same job description. We both have experience handling cases dealing with this government agency.

My boss asked, “What’s the next step with Mrs. X?” and I said by way of update “Well, it will be 90 days next week so I’ll call then to check on the status of Mrs. X’s claim.” Other Lawyer jumps in and said, “Oh, it’ll be WAY longer than 90 days, I can tell you that. I know all about that. No way it’ll be 90 days.”

Uh…yeah, I agree. I am aware of that. But that wasn’t the question, was it? But I guess it was worth stepping all over my case presentation, because now we all know HE knows. Excellent.

One, two, three

Pairing: Tony Stark x Reader.

Summary/Prompt: The first time you meet him, he’s fun. The second time, he’s amazing. The third time you realize he’s the most dangerous man in the universe. A chronology of a story that was never meant to be but that happened anyway.

Warnings: Alcohol, swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it).

A/N: I want to thank my baby for giving me a prompt to work on. This is over 5.6k words so bear it with me, would you? Feedback is love, feedback is life.

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The first time you meet him, he’s fun. 1988.

First days of school were always terrible for you, not to mention that this one in particular seemed a lot harder than the usual first days. Further studies were always a dream you had, and everyone in your family hoped you’d get into a good school; even though your field of choice was not their favorite option, it was better than nothing. Engineering was your passion and even though you once loved dolls, make up and all those things parents feed they baby girls, they were not enough to take your heart away from your true passion, and the MIT was the place where your wildest dreams would come true. All of them.

You got inside the classroom, and you’d lie if you said you were surprised to see how many men were around you. And being the only woman in the room was even less surprising, but you were not standing small. You searched on the list hanging from the door to see if there was any other fellow female, but nope. You were the only one, and you were focused on being the best, not even Tony Stark could beat you. Wait—Tony Stark? Oh shit, this was gonna be fun.

You sat in the last row of the auditorium, near the stairs, and funny enough, you found a slouched body next to you. It never spoke a word and as you still had a few minutes before the professor arrived, you took out your notebook and started to sketch some doodles on the first page. Apparently, it caught the stranger’s attention, because he tried to start a small conversation.

“That’s cute, you should be in art class.”

“And apparently you need someone who cares about your opinion.” You shot back, not looking at him.

He giggled almost in amusement. “I’m Tony—Tony Stark. Nice to meet you”

“(Y/N) (Y/L/N),” you nodded calmly, “nice to meet you too.” You replied, trying to be cool about him.

He awkwardly thanked you for not freaking out, and you spoke for about most of the class; well, except when the professor called out on both of you. He was fun, charming and what was most important to you, he was very smart. But not the kind of book smart. He was someone with a great sense of humor and he was a great story teller. Even though you didn’t hear a thing about the class, you did learn a thing or two about the millionaire guy sitting next to you. He was not as spoiled as you thought he was, and you realized that you were prejudging him for his last name, a thing that probably he had been through a hundred times.

“You know…” you murmured, “I thought you were a brat, but you’re actually really nice.”

“Why does everyone keep saying that?” He chuckled and shook his head.

“Maybe because you look like an ass? Just… try to smile and you’ll see how people change towards you.”

“So… may I borrow your notes?” Tony asked innocently, looking at your filled page. Even though you had not paid much attention to the professor, you still picked up some great details.

“Fuck you.”

With time, and as you saw in each other great study partners, you became fonder of his presence. He was so incredibly rich that he had a place on his own and even a maid, whom was very nice and always tried to slip out her preference for you and what great good you had done to Tony. You only laughed at it because Tony wasn’t really bad, he just needed to come down from his cloud.

You stayed there long, sleepless nights that were filled by tired groans, feelings of defeat and non-stopping cups of coffee. Tony Stark, the richest kid of your class, had seen you in your worst moments and you couldn’t care less. Even her maid –he called her his nanny—Margarita, seemed to be very fond of you and always had something delicious when you were going home. Sometimes, when Tony headed to your place, he brought some kind of edible gift, courtesy of Margarita, of course.

As months started to go by, it wasn’t a rare thing when everyone said you looked great together, but your reaction was to wrinkle your nose in disgust. You never thought about Tony in that way, but you did think about how sex would be with him. He surely was one of those rick kids that fucked everything with a vagina, and for some reason, he was just naturally good at it. A few weeks went by before you could put the idea into words, and so you broke the news to him one day.

“Stark, do you consider me your friend?” You asked. It had been a long day of studying and you both had given up on reading anything else. You were at his place, lying on his bed next to him. Even though Margarita was still around, she was very discrete and never asked personal things unless she felt completely entitled to; she knew things, she was like a bruja, but you appreciated her a lot anyway. Tony hummed and nodded in response. “Have you ever thought about me as something else?”

“I don’t know,” he shrugged, “I mean, we spend a lot of time together but you’ve never given me that hint.”

“So you have?” You asked again.

“Yeah? I don’t know.” He shook his head in confusion. “You’re great, and I do consider you my friend… but you’re just too good to be with a guy like me. I’m a fucking mess.” He giggled.

“Agreed,” you chuckled, “but… what if I told you… that we could have sex just for fun?”

“Would our friendship be ruined?” He looked at you with a skeptical eyebrow raised. You shook your head. “Just sex?” You nodded. “What if one of us start to feel something?”

“We’ll be as honest as we have always been.” You assured him.

You didn’t do it immediately; in fact, you two were just too exhausted to even think about having sex, so you just hummed in agreement. But, after a night of studying and cuddling –and a bit of drinking—you two were at your place for a change, and things started to get all heated up real soon. In just a few minutes Tony was devouring you whole. Well, it was not that good; you had way higher expectations, but he was not so bad either.

“Good night, Tony.” You lazily said and wrapped yourself with the blankets.

“Good night, gorgeous.” He replied, nuzzling at your neck and giving you a quick kiss on your hot skin.

You fell asleep in his arms and had the best night of sleep in a very long time.

The next morning, he was not there anymore; he was nowhere to be found. The next few days he ignored you and pretended like nothing ever happened, not even your friendship. The last time you saw Tony Stark, was when he held a blonde in his arms at one of the faculty parties. You tried to play it cool, like you didn’t care, but you did care. You cared a lot. It took you a while to understand what he had done.

He used you.

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dating taehyung

Originally posted by jjks

dating taehyung would include:

  • lots of craziness
  • and i don’t mean that in a bad way
  • taehyung has a really fun personality
  • and i feel like in a group of friends, he’s that friend that always wants to go do something
  • but his friends are always like nah, don’t feel like it right now
  • they don’t really share his enthusiasm that often
  • but if you were his girlfriend, you wouldn’t be able to say no to him
  • because he’d get so excited about these ideas he had and you’d hate to let him down
  • so you could expect a random late night phone call
  • he’d call just as you were about to get into bed and call it a night
  • and he’d say he just has to take you to this hill above the city
  • because he found the perfect spot with a great view and he planned everything
  • and you’d be like why can’t we go tomorrow and you come over here instead
  • and he’d insist he wants to take you there right then
  • and you’d tell him you’d come, but in your pajamas
  • and he’d pick you up and you’d see a bunch of stuff on the backseat, but wouldn’t ask about it
  • and when you’d get to the spot, the view would be just as magnificent as tae promised, and you’d understand why he was so excited about it
  • and you’d be happy he shared this spot with you and made you come in the middle of the night
  • the things in the backseat would turn out to be a couple of blankets, food and a bottle of wine
  • and he’d make you wait in the car until he has everything ready, he’d set up the whole thing himself
  • and then the two of you would lie down in a field above the city, far away from people, gazing at the stars, talking till morning
  • and you’d fall asleep on his chest, listening to his breathing
  • and then some other time, taehyung would hear about a new club and he’d just beg you to come with him on a random week day
  • and you’d be like “tae, i have school tomorrow, we can go on the weekend”
  • but no, taehyung would insist, he’d promise you’d have fun
  • and boy would you
  • he’d come over with a bottle of good liquor and you’d get smashed before you even got to the club
  • and drunk taehyung is the best taehyung
  • he’d be all cute and cuddly and up for everything
  • you’d just randomly say you want an ice cream on your way to the club and he’d make the taxi stop just so he could get out and get you one
  • he’s pretty outgoing
  • so it’s no problem for him to strike up a conversation with random people on the street, especially when he’s drunk
  • he’d see someone wearing a sweater he liked and he’d yell after them that he liked their sweater or hair or whatever it was he liked
  • and lots of times you’d be embarrassed because you could never come up to people like that
  • but it worked for taehyung, he’d meet so many people when he went outside that you wouldn’t be able to keep up with them
  • so it wouldn’t be a surprise if you were headed to the club, but ended up at someone’s pool party or at the other side of the city
  • lots of unexpected things from taehyung, anyway let’s get back to the club
  • when you’d get to the club (finally), he’d want to make sure you were having a good time
  • he knows you’re socially awkward and that you probably get annoyed when he talks to random people like it comes natural to him
  • and he gets why you don’t
  • so when you’d get there, he’d stop paying attention to other people and he’d start paying attention to you
  • you’d take shots and then he’d take you to the dance floor
  • and he’d dance silly at first to get you relaxed
  • but as soon as a slow song came on
  • he’d start grinding against you, whispering things in your ear
  • and you’d feel embarrassed because there were so many people around
  • but he’d be like “no one is looking at us, nobody cares, just relax”
  • and you’d give in and grind with him
  • and he’d start pecking you and kissing you and digging his hands into your hips
  • and you’d have to leave the club pretty soon because things would get too heated too fast
  • yeah, taehyung is all crazy and funny and has a nice attitude towards life
  • like when he got lost and separated from the guys
  • you’d probably panic
  • but not taehyung, he’s chill and relaxed about everything
  • he finds the good in everything anyway
  • and he’d never want to let you forget the good in you
  • so you could expect random texts from him all the time
  • he’d want to make sure you feel good with him
  • because he’s fucking ecstatic because of you
  • he loves you because you take him seriously and he feels like not many people do precisely because of his attitude
  • so he appreciates you so much
  • he appreciates that you listen to whatever he has to say and that you say yes to his random crazy ideas and that you ask for his opinion on serious matters in your life
  • so he wants you to know that he cares about you and that he’s thankful for having you in his life
  • and he’s not ashamed of expressing his feelings 
  • “thinking about you right now”
  • “i can’t stop looking at the selfie you sent me, you’re so beautiful, what are you doing with me!?”
  • “how’s my baby doing today”
  • “i bought you so many cool things today”
  • “i’m sorry about sending you a million messages, i just can’t get you out of my head”
  • “i miss you”
  • “i’m in bed, tired, wish you were here to cuddle”
  • “why are you sad? i’m coming over right away”
  • “i feel like i’m the luckiest guy in the world because i have you”
  • “i bought you a puppy, don’t kill me”
  • anyway, it would never be boring with taehyung and he’d never make you feel bad
  • he’d actually bring out the best in you because he’s so relaxed and chill and you’re not
  • you’d see how easily he talks to people and you’d start feeling more confident in yourself because of him
  • sometimes, though, even taehyung feels bad or insecure
  • and then you step in and it’s your time to give him the attention and the praise he deserves
  • when he tells you he’s not in the mood for hanging out, you immediately know something’s wrong
  • you show up at his place and just cuddle with him for hours, pecking him and playing with his hair and telling him all the things you like about him
  • or sometimes you just lay in bed next to him and hold his hand and he knows what you mean without you having to say anything
  • it comforts him just having you there with him
  • i think fights with taehyung are practically impossible
  • he doesn’t seem the type of guy to get angry easily
  • even if you did say something offensive to him or showed him you were mad, he’d laugh it off or go about it in a chill way
  • he doesn’t like yelling and screaming and slamming doors
  • he’d just be like “i get you and i’m sorry about it, let’s stop fighting”
  • he’s serious when he needs to be, and fights are something he hates and wants to avoid
  • and you’d be mad at that behavior at first because you’re emotional and passionate and you always felt like people who love each other just need to fight from time to time to get all their frustrations out
  • but it was emotionally draining to fight with your exes and you’d feel exhausted after
  • so you learned to appreciate taehyung for his chill attitude because you knew it doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you
  • he just doesn’t like fighting
  • and when you would fight
  • it would be about something stupid that one of you took the wrong way
  • like he’d read a text from your male colleague or a comment on your picture on instagram
  • and he would say anything for a while, but he’d be so jealous
  • because he doesn’t even want to think about other guys wanting you, and he knows they do
  • and he knows he isn’t around as much as you’d like him to be, so he would secretly be scared of you meeting someone else who would be there for you all the time
  • so on days when he’d feel insecure, all these jealous thoughts would build up and he’d ask you about these guys
  • and he’d ask you if you want a guy who’d be around more because he can’t do that
  • and you’d feel attacked because why would you even think about someone else??? when you’re with kim taehyung????
  • and why would you want someone to be around all the time when it wouldn’t be him??
  • but you’d work it out pretty soon
  • because he trusts you and believes you when you tell him they’re friends 
  • so a relationship with tae is practically heaven
  • he’s cute, he’s good looking, he’s a life ruiner
  • he loves animals, he loves kids, he loves everyone
  • it’s hard to even get mad at a guy like that
  • you’d miss him when he’s not around, though
  • you’d miss him a lot
  • because he brings his positive energy into your life and you just feel bad when he’s not around
  • but he’d always call you and text you to let you know he’s thinking about you and that he’s coming back soon
  • and he promised you that when he’s done with his kpop idol life you two would live on a farm, far away from anyone, and have lots of kids and grow your own fruit and sell it and have a perfect little life and you’d never have to spend a day without him
  • you know that’s all highly unlikely, but you love him just for saying it
  • and brb i’m crying because i want this
40,000 - 37,000 = You're Condescending

Ironically, this occurred while I was reading this blog:

I work as a chemical engineer in a chemical plant, I started in the last six months. We were missing 3,000 KG (6,600 lbs) as 40,000 KG moved from a vessel to a tanker truck, which is *very* significant and a problem! I checked the warehouse, the computer data, did some rough calculations for how much would have had to spill out of the tanker truck to account for what happened. I spoke with over 15 people to see what had happened. Everything was perfect and in order, so nothing was resolved.  I reported at our main meeting that we had the missing material and that no one was at fault, but it was inappropriate to list in extensive detail my investigatory work.

After the meeting, this other new hire engineer (male) asked for specifics of my investigation. Before I could go on, he started to explain how to subtract the two weights, one from the vessel and one from the truck, to get my 3,000 KG figure… which I already had… And had referenced multiple times. He was ‘teaching’ me basic math in front of my other coworkers.

I had a sheet with the figures from my further investigation in my hand, so I just cut him off and tried to make him feel like the idiot that he was.

rainingdownparades  asked:

Hi. So this question came up during a discussion with my male colleagues- Is it morally correct for a woman to use her sex appeal in order to get her work done? I have tried explaining to them how this question itself is surmised on patriarchal assumptions​ and that there cannot be a yes or no answer to it. I failed miserably in putting it across. Could you please give me your views on this?

This whole question is based on the completely false assumption that men are unable to resist an attractive woman’s “charm”. This is, obviously, bullshit. Men are not helpless animals. Sometimes they choose to be corrupt or twist rules in order to get sex, but they are perfectly capable of saying no, and there are usually no negative consequences for them to do so.

As if it’s morally wrong, I think that also falls in the “shortsighted and stupid” category. The “power to seduce” is no power at all, despite what men want you to think, because it can only be used to achieve what you want if men allow it. A man thinking you’re attractive doesn’t automatically means he will give you what you want. Men are not powerless slaves to their sexual urges. Hell, he can fuck you AND deny you your promotion/loan/whatever, just because he can and because he will get even MORE pleasure of seeing your pain when you realize you were used. Saying women can “seduce men to get what they want” is just as false and stupid as saying prostitutes “have all the power” because they are separating men from their money. This is not how power works.

unviverse-at-my-fingertips  asked:

Hey, I'm learning German and I can't figure out how to differentiate "this is my friend that is a boy/girl" and "this is my bf/gf" can u help?

mein Freund - my friend [male]/my boyfriend
meine Freundin - my friend [female]/my girlfriend
the distinction can sometimes depend on which personal pronoun you use
ich habe gestern bei einem Freund übernachtet
I stayed at a friend’s place last night
ich habe gestern bei meinem Freund übernachtet
I stayed at my boyfriend’s place last night
ich bin heute mit einer Freundin ins Kino gegangen
I went to the movies with a friend today
ich bin heute mit meiner Freundin ins Kino gegangen
I went to the movies with my girlfriend today

mein fester Freund - my boyfriend
meine feste Freundin - my girlfriend

“just friends”
mein bester Freund - my best friend [male]
meine beste Freundin - my best friend [female]
ein (guter) Freund von mir - a (good) friend of mine [male]
eine (gute) Freundin von mir - a (good) friend of mine [female]
einer meiner Freunde - one of my friends [male]
eine meiner Freundinnen - one of my friends [female]
Kumpel - friend/mate/buddy
Kollege - colleague [male]
Kollegin - colleague [female]
mein Sitznachbar/Banknachbar - boy that I sit next to
meine Sitznachbarin/Banknachbarin - girl that I sit next to
mein Klassenkamerad - boy in my class
meine Klassenkameradin - girl in my class
Junge aus meiner Klasse - boy from my class
Mädchen aus meiner Klasse - girl from my class
jemand aus meiner Klasse - someone from my class
ein Bekannter von mir - an acquaintance of mine [male]
eine Bekannte von mir - an acquaintance of mine [female]


Plot: just Seb fucking you in a bathroom | Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: swearing, smut, oral, fingering, this gif I added???

Word count: 2375

A/N: I haven’t posted in a while so take this as a peace offering! Also, I’m not at home and I have really bad Internet access here so I won’t tag anyone atm!

Masterlist | Request

Originally posted by sebastiansource

A New Year’s Eve party with your co-workers, in a club. What a dream come true. This was the last place you’d wanted to spend the last night of the year, but here you were, standing next to the bar, a glass of red wine in your hand, waiting for your friend who promised to be back in 5 minutes, but it had already been about 20.

You watched people grind on each other on the dancefloor; two of your male colleagues making out in the corner across the room made you smile. They always did have a crush on each other, it was adorable, yet gross since they were practically dry humping each other in public. 

But then your friend popped up right behind you, startling you. “Giiirrlll, you have no idea what just happened.’‘ 

You snorted. ’'What?”

“I just met my possible future husband! Did you know Chris Evans is here?” she practically squealed. You arched an eyebrow in question, since you weren’t really familiar with the name. 

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One dance (M)

BACKGROUND: A Lap dance with Jungkook suddenly stirs feelings both of you never thought existed between you.

AUTHORS NOTE: this is just part one out of a twoshot. The smut will be posted on the second part. I’d just like to warn you that I absolutely cant write smut to save my life so bear with me :’(

Tell me what you think ;)



 The words echoes in your brain, a constant reminder of your failure and of the economical injustice that a single blow job could do. 

 You grab a random shot glass from the table and press it against your lips, welcoming the bitter heat down your throat. You slam the glass down and hang your head in defeat as you drone out the vibrations around you. You clench your fists together as the announcement earlier this morning flashes back in your head.

 "For the female lead, let us all congratulate Ms. Jung Jihyun" 

 A chorus of unsure claps echo around the room as you feel your breathing stop. You lean against the wall behind you and snap your head up to look at Mr. Byun, begging him to say it was a joke, that he was lying and the part was actually yours. As if he senses your gaze, he lifts his head up to look up at you, an apologetic smile gracing his lips.

 "Understudy, Y/FN" 

 Eyes turn to look at you in disbelief as you swallow the lump stuck in your throat, tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Months of training, days you spent away from the world, all wasted as the part that everyone knew was meant for you was given to… 

 "Better luck next time.“ You hear Jihyun say as she places her hand in front of you, a teasing smile on her face as she shrugs her shoulders “No hard feelings, right?" 

 "Back off, Jihyun.” You hear Jimin hiss from beside you but you simply wave him off as you square you shoulders and meet her gaze head on. 

 "Go choke on Mr. Byun’s cock one more time why dont you?“ You smile before turning around to look at your friends who glare at the girl beside you as she lets out a scoff, ready to call you out. Before she can say anything, you force the smirk on your face and turn to look at her, your eyes twinkling in anger. 

 "Break a leg." 

 "How about I actually break it for her? That cock sucking whore!” You hiss in anger, making a reach for another shot glass but a hand quickly takes it from you. You prepare yourself for another verbal battle with the asshole who dared to mess with you but once your eyes land on Jungkook, the words die on your mouth. 

 "Understudy problems?“ He smiles, head bobbing to the side as he takes the shot onto his own lips.

 "Feeling the same?” You ask. Jungkook was Jimin’s understudy as the older boy was assigned the leading male role, basically being Jihyun’s on stage partner. 

 "Not really.“ He shrugs as he takes the seat in front of you "Jimin Hyung definitely deserved the lead role this time." 

 "Yeah he did.” You nod, remembering how much your best friend had practiced just as much as you. Both of you were aiming for the lead roles for this season and spent more hours in the dance room rather than at home. Luckily, Jimin had gotten what he deserved. While you on the other hand, got the bitter end of the deal. 

 "Every one in that dance studio knows you deserved that role, Y/N. Dont down yourself so much.“ Jungkook senses your distress and you just let out a scoff as you rub your hands together, every bone aching night you spent practicing replaying in your head. 

 "It still wasn’t enough.”

 "That’s cause she played dirty!“ Jungkook groaned "Everyone knows she slept with Mr. Byun to get that part! Don’t even think that she could compare to you! She can’t do half the things you can!" 

 You blink your eyes in surprise, shocked that Jungkook was getting so worked up about something that concerned you. You weren’t really close per say. Sure you were in the same team but Jungkook always chose to be by himself when you practiced. He’d distance himself, only ever talking to your male colleagues when needed. Jungkook hardly gave the girls any notice when in truth, every girl was basically head over heels over him. Jungkook was not only a greek god by looks but his talent on the dance floor could leave any person speechless, his talent ranging from contemporary to breakdance. 

 "Th-Thanks.” You blush “But I guess talent isn’t enough in this industry anymore." 

 "Then fight fire with fire.” Jungkook mutters, pouring you another shot before pouring himself one.

 "You mean sleep with Mr. Byun?“ You frown, taking the shot glass in your hands. 

 "God no!” He scoffs “Dont even fucking think about it. You’re way better than that." 

 You let out a smile before placing the shot glass against your lips "What makes you so sure about that, Jeon?" 

 The questions shocks him as he stares at you wide eyed, an innocent look of confusion crossing his features. He immediately shakes the shock away, a darker looking taking over his face as he leans closer to you.

 "I just know.” He shrugs before downing his own shot. You roll your eyes at him before turning your head back when you hear the familiar voices of your friends.

 "Hey baby.“ Hoseok coos as he places his arms over your shoulder. "Ew.” You frown, pushing him off of you before laughing. From the corner of your eye, you can see Jungkook’s back straightening as he watches you. 

 "Hey Kook.“ Jimin greets him, taking the seat beside the younger boy "I thought you weren’t coming?" 

 You glance at the younger boy who gives Jimin a small smile before turning to look at you again "I had nothing better to do." 

 "Well I think it’s great you made it!” Jimin chimes before turning to look at you, a sad expression suddenly taking over his features “You okay?”

 "Quit it with the apologetic looks Chim, before I slap you.“ You groan, annoyed. 

 "Alright, I’m sorry.” He waves “But I just want you as a partner so bad! Jihyun’s over there right now basically raping Mr.Byun and I cant stand the fact that I have to work with her for months!”

 "Well at least you can describe how Mr. Byun’s dick tastes to us now.“ Hoseok teases making the younger boy fling a bottle cap at him. You bite back a laugh and turn to look at Jungkook who was shaking his head as he smiled. Has he always been this good looking?

 As if sensing your gaze, Jungkook turns to look at you. He arches an eyebrow and you simply shake your head before turning to look back at Jimin, embarrassed that you had been caught staring. 

 "Okay Okay!” The DJ suddenly calls out through the speakers as the music dies down. The crowd whines in protest but turn to him in attention nonetheless. 

 "So right now, Han’s agency is celebrating with us all. How about I hear you guys out? Han agency?“

 The boys around you scream, the rest of the club vibrating with the screams of your fellow members. 

 "Alright!” The DJ laughs “Now I heard some of ya’ll are dancers! In fact I’ve been watching most of you on the dance floor and shiiiiit" 

 "Can he just get to the point?” You hear Jungkook mutter behind you and you have to stifle a laugh as you bite your lower lip, leaning against the table behind you.

 "Now in the club, we all know what type of dancing we all appreciate, so how about we get these dancers to show us what a lap dance really is?“

 You watch as Jihyun smiles at the DJ and nods her head. You turn to look at Jimin who meets your gaze and nods in agreement. 

 "She gave the DJ this idea.” Hoseok speaks out your spoken agreement before rolling his eyes “She’s really something isn’t she?" 

 The crowds starts cheering as Jihyun starts tugging Mr. Byun’s hands towards the stage where a few chairs were laid out. 

 "Ey Ey!” The DJ howls “How about we make this a competition though? Best lap dancer gets free shots all night!”

 The crowd hollers and Jihyun laughs as she scans the room, waiting for takers. And for some sick reason, her eyes land on you. She places her hands on her hips before smirking and wagging her eyebrows. You let out a scoff as you ball your hands into fists, trying to resist the urge to run towards her and slam her head against the asphalt. 

 "Come on, Y/N. I’ll partner with you, I can’t fucking stand her!“ Jimin screams as he stands in front of you, eyes begging you to stand up. 

 "What? You want me to go up there and compete with her?” You frown.

 "She’s fucking asking for it!“ Hoseok groans as he turns to you, basically shoving you off of your seat "Now go fucking grind on Jimin and teach her who’s boss!" 

 "I- No, I cant even lap dance. What the hell!” You shake your head, but catch the laugh that escapes Jihyun’s mouth as she watches you. Your jaw locks in anger but you force yourself to turn to look at Jimin who pouts at you.

 "Y/N, you have hips that would put any stripper to shame! Come on, a lap dance isn’t that different from what we usually do, you just have to dance on someone!“

 You blush at Jimin’s choice of words but let out a sigh, actually reconsidering. A slight cough catches your attention and you snap your head back, forgetting that Jungkook was actually around. 

 "Jimin’s right. You beat her in all aspects of dancing, she may be a whore but a lap dance is still a form of dance. You can still show her her place.” He agrees and you feel your cheeks heating up even more. Never in your life would you have expected such a compliment about you to leave Jungkook’s lips. 

 "I- I dont know.“ You mutter "I dont really have any idea what to do.”

 "Jimin Hyung.“ Jungkook calls out before standing up and rubbing the back of his neck "If you dont mind, how about I go up with Y/N there? I can guide her through a few moves and it’ll be fun to have both understudy’s up there to show Mr. Byun a few things about ourselves.”

Your eyes widen at his preposition and you turn to look at Jimin who purses his lips before shrugging his shoulders and nodding “That sounds good. Plus, Jihyun’s always had a crush on Jungkook so this’ll piss her off even more.”

 You turn to glance at Jungkook who just shakes his head before looking down at you with a smile “You game?”

 You let out a sigh, turning your head back to look at the stage where Jihyun waves at you. You let out a growl before jumping off of your seat, wrapping your hands around Jungkook’s wrists and tugging him behind you. 

 "Looks like we have a contender!“ The DJ screams and you can hear most of the people in your agency scream in excitement. You walk up the stage and Jihyun is there to meet you, hands on her hips and the devils smile on her face. 

 "Wow Unnie, you actually wanna do this? Some people do wanna get burned by the same flame twice huh?" 

 "How about you shut up and just go ride that old man’s cock?” An arms wraps itself around your shoulders and the look of shock that crosses Jihyun’s face was so delicious that you had to lean against Jungkook’s body and smile as you turn up to look at him, the competitiveness vibrating off of him. 

 "Okay, so what song are we playing?“ The DJ asks you, cutting off your competitive banter.

 "Lights down low by Bei Maejor.” Jungkook announces before smiling down at you. You rack your brain, trying to remember the song but you catch the shrug of shoulders of Jihyun. 

 "Perfect.“ She then places her hand on Jungkook’s bicep, a small smile on her face "Good choice, Jungkook. Maybe we should switch partners?" 

 "No thanks.” Jungkook bites his lower lip and adjusts the hat on his head “I’m pretty excited to see how this goes as it is." 

 You feel your lungs tighten at his comment as he leaves you to take a seat on the prepared chair on the stage. You turn to look at him as your heart starts slamming against your chest in nervousness. Jungkook senses your discomfort as he places his elbows on his knees and locks eyes with you.

 "Eyes on me, ignore everything else.” He mouths before leaning against his seat with a smile, his legs spread “I got you." 

 Your spine shivers at the sight, the loud cheers of the crowd turning into a small drone as Jungkook’s gaze shifts into something darker, something more commanding. 

 Keep your eyes on me. 

 Your body obeys as you suck in a breath, studying each curve of Jungkook’s body, trying to decide how you were going to place yourself on him. How you were going to curve your body against his once the song started. You listen as the DJ starts talking to the crowd, reminding them to cheer for the dancer that they liked better. You could feel Jihyun watching you from the corner of her eyes, hoping to taunt you as she stands right in front of Mr. Byun, ready to jump onto his lap. 

 A low beat suddenly starts bouncing off of the walls as the crowds cheers die down. Jungkook licks his lips and your eyes follows the wet muscle as they run along his lips and a shiver runs down your spine. How good would it feel to have his tongue running against your skin? 

 You hear the crowd scream in loud cheers, causing you to snap your head to the side where you find Jihyun on Mr. Byun’s lap, her hips grinding back and fourth while she had her hands in her hair. You watch in sickening horror as the crowd cheers her on, aroused by her act. 

 A whistle snaps you out of your reverie and you turn to look back at Jungkook who was frowning at you. 

 "Focus.” He mutters “The beat is starting." 

 You let out a breath before closing your eyes and clenching your fists. You listen to the music and do your best to drone out every other sound in the room. You take another deep breath as you shut your mind just like every other time you danced. Once you were in your state of solitude, the music being the only thing you hear as it vibrates against your body, you snap your eyes open. Jungkook’s wide eyes greet you as your body starts swaying to the music. He watches in silent awe as your body rolls against the music, slowly making your way towards him. Once your foot lands against his, you see Jungkook’s hands twitching by his sides, wanting to touch you but controlling himself as you perform for him. You place a hand on his shoulder, body swaying as you kick his legs apart and place your knee on the chair right by his crotch. Jungkook sucks in a breath as you bend your body down and wave your body against him. He grabs the back of your thigh but you slap his hand away before doing a one eighty, placing your back against his chest as you land against his lap. 

 ”Fuck“ Jungkook breaths out as you grind against him, following the beat of the music. The crowd goes wild but you ignore them as you listen to the next few beats. Jungkook places his hands on your hips and you bite back a smile as you feel a hardness forming against your behind. Jungkook leans forward, pressing his chest against you as he takes your free hand in his, intertwining your fingers then placing it on his neck. 

 "Ready for the grand finale?” He breaths against your neck but instead of answering, you wave your body and grind your hips against him causing Jungkook to choke back a moan, the grip on your hips tightening. As the end of the song approaches, Jungkook suddenly pushes you to stand up and before the shock hits you, he pulls you against him and places one leg between your own. He grabs your hips and pushes you down against him as his own body sways against the music. You gasp at the feeling of his hard-on against you but your body has a mind of its own as you place both your hands on the back of his neck. Jungkook then suddenly twists you around, making sure not to detach your hips as your face suddenly lands inches away from his. You suck in a breath as he sways your bodies, hands suddenly on the small of your back.

 "I’m gonna dip you, hold onto my shoulders.“ He mutters and you immediately do as told. As the last few beats of the song plays, Jungkook dips you and you let out a gasp, balling your hands against his shirt. You expect him to immediately pull you up after dipping you but to your surprise you find Jungkook dipping down towards you. One hand suddenly making its way to the back of your thigh and wrapping it around him. You let out a breath before doing one last wave, your hips grinding against his crotch in a slow circular motion and the groan that leaves Jungkook’s lips are music to your ears as he snaps your bodies up right when the music cuts off. 

 Both your chest are heaving as you stare at each other, faces inches away, bodies glued together while sweat dripped down both of you. Loud cheers suddenly snap you out of your trance and you snap your head to the side, finding the crowd going crazy as they all stared at you while you and Jungkook stood in the middle of the stage. You turn to look behind Jungkook and find Jihyun scoffing as she crossed her arms over her chest before stomping off of the stage. 

 "Looks like we have a winner!” The DJ laughs then winks at you. Your eyes widen in shock and the laugh of the boy beside you has you stepping back in surprise. You hadn’t realized just how close to Jungkook you were. He watches you with a small smile on his lips as he places his hands in his pockets.

 "Guess we showed her whose boss huh?“

 Seems like we showed her way more than that. 

 You make your way back towards your friends and before you can even sit down, Jimin wraps his arms around you and spins you around.

 ”I swear to God, y/n.“ He all but screeches before setting you down "That was- holy shit. Could you dance on me this time?”

 A laugh escapes your lips as you playfully roll your eyes. Jimin sets you down and you turn around to find Jungkook laughing at Hoseok who tries mimicking the move Jungkook had made. A slight blush creeps on your cheeks and you quickly turn away from him. Jungkook drones out Hoseok’s voice, eyes digging into you as you laugh at Jimin who was acting out the look on Jihyun’s face while watching your little performance. You feel his gaze on you and without your control, you angle your head to the side and catch his eyes. Jungkook purses his lips before stepping away from Hoseok and towards you. You watch in nervousness as he clears his throat behind Jimin, trying to silence the shorter boy.

 "Can I borrow, Y/N for a while?“ Jungkook smiles down at Jimin who immediately widens his eyes before turning to look at you with a knowing smile. You roll your eyes at him, trying to hide your own embarrassment at the thoughts crossing Jimin’s mind. 

 "You can keep her just make sure she can still walk af-” Before your bestfriend can finish his sentence you stuff your hand against his face and shove him back. He lets out a laugh as you hiss at him before grabbing Jungkook’s wrist and pulling him away before Jimin could embarrass you even more. Once at a good distance, you let out a sigh and stop walking, suddenly aware that you were holding onto Jungkook. You drop his arm and clear your throat before slowly turning to look at him.

 "You-What’s up?“ You squeak, internally screaming at yourself for sounding so nervous around him. You two practically dry humped each other in front of a hundred pair of eyes, why on earth should you feel embarrassed now?

 "Wanna have dinner?" 

 You weren’t expecting the question so you snap your head up to look at him, expecting to see any trace of humor on his face but Jungkook just stared down at you in all seriousness, waiting for an answer.

 "What- Jungkook, its 1am." 

 "Then a midnight snack, call it whatever you want. Let’s just get out of here.” He shrugs, adjusting the hat on his head and smiling down at you “please say yes.”

 "What about them Jimin? We won free shots right, they wouldn’t want to leave this early.“ You mutter, trying to step on your tip toes so that you could see over the crowd and look for Jimin and Hoseok.

 "Just us.”

 You suck in a breath before looking back at Jungkook who nibbles on his lower lip nervously while looking at you “I mean, if you want. If you wanna stay here and drink we can-" 

 "Pizza sounds good.” You cut him off and if words could explain how beautiful Jungkook’s slow smile was, you’d fill a dictionary at how bad your stomach was fluttering.

 Had he always looked this good? 

“Two pepperoni pizza’s with extra extra extra cheese.” Jungkook smiles at you as he slides across the seat in front of you, a wicked smile on his lips as he stares lovingly at the pizza slices he had set down. You arch an eyebrow in interest, shocked at the new found demeanor you’ve discovered about him.

 "So, how long have you and Jimin been a thing or something?“ 

 "What?” You end up coughing around the pizza slice you were biting onto and Jungkook couldn’t help but smile at you as you place the slice down and wipe the corner of your lips, your cheeks turning red from embarrassment.

 "What in the world gave you that idea?“ Jimin? He thought you and Jimin were an item? Well sure, a few people had suspected you and Jimin to be a couple but it surprised you each and every time when they confronted you about it. Jimin was your bestfriend of 3 years. Sure you guys were pretty much clingy and touchy with each other, even throwing around a few perverted banters with each other, but you were pretty sure Jimin saw you as a man rather than a woman.

 "People at the agency talk and everyone just kind off assumed you two were you know…. not really a couple but…." 

 "That we’re sleeping together? Ew.” You cringe before grabbing the soda cup you and Jungkook had decided to share. “Jimin’s not my type." 

 This stuns Jungkook and he stares at you curiously as you shudder at the thought of you and Jimin together. He fights back a smile before taking another bite out of his pizza. 

 "What is your type then?” He mutters and you end out pursing your lips, before raising your eyes to look up at him.


 "I dont really know, but it certainly isn’t Jimin.“ You mumble before looking back down at your pizza slice. Jungkook stares at you as you take your lower lip between your teeth, trying to figure out if you had a type or not. He grips his knees to the point of bruising himself, wanting his own teeth to be the ones massaging your pink lips. He remembers how close your face was to his own earlier during the lap dance. He recalls how good it felt to have your body pressed against his own as you ground yourself on him. If it weren’t for the hundreds of eyes staring down at you both, Jungkook would have probably ravaged you right then and there. 

 "What’s your type then?” You ask and Jungkook snaps out of his train of thought, a slight blush covering his cheeks as he shifts in his seat, feeling the pressure between his legs. 

 "I dont have a type.“ He shrugs, finally finishing his pizza slice "If I like a girl, I like a girl. She can be anything in the world so if I like her, I like all of her." 

 You stare at him in awe, not expecting Jungkook to have such a mindset. You’ve always dubbed Jungkook as a playboy even though you’ve never even seen him with another girl, let alone even talk to the girls in your agency. Yet Jungkook was just too good looking and too mysterious that you had assumed the worse of him. Now you felt horrible for even thinking that way. Maybe there was more too Jeon Jungkook than meets the eye. 

 It was 4am before you two had decided it was time to go home. Jungkook offers to drop you home and as much as you knew you could make it on your own, you still agree, wanting to spend even at least a few more minutes with him. He pulls up your driveway and you stare up at the dark house where you parents lay, sleeping. 

 "So this is me.” You mutter, playing with your fingers.

 "Thanks for agreeing to the midnight snack.“ Jungkook chuckles as he taps his fingers against the steering wheel. 

 "It was my pleasure.” You smile back and just as you were about to step out of the car, Jungkook grabs your wrist. You turn to him in shock but he simply stares at you, his face unreadable. 

 "What’s wrong?“ You ask but before Jungkook could even say anything, both of you jump at the sudden sound of your phone ringing. You dig through your purse before frowning at the picture of Jimin as he called you. You pick up and place the phone against your ears, leaning back against Jungkook’s car seat as he stared at you.


 ”Sweetheart! Where on earth are you? I’ve been worried sick!“ Jimin slurs through the phone and you end up frowning as a loud bass line thumps against the background. 

 "I’ve been gone for 4 hours.” You remind him.

 "And I’ve- I’ve been worried for four hours!“ He hiccups, evidently drunk "Where are you?" 

 "Jimin, you’re obviously drunk. Are you okay? How are you getting home?” You sigh, rubbing your temples as you worried for your bestfriend.

 "I can’t go homeee~ My mom will kill me. Jagiya, where are youuuu?“ He whines and you roll your eyes before letting out another sigh.

 "Fine, since your drunk you can stay with me. I’m at-” Your sentence is cut off when Jungkook takes your phone out of your hands and mutters a quick “hyung, i’ll pick you up in 30 mins” before his lips are suddenly on yours. You gasp into the kiss as your eyes widen in shock, not sure how you should be processing all this. Jungkook’s hand slowly drops your wrist before he lifts his hand and threads it through your hair. You feel yourself responding to Jungkook’s kisses and before you could control yourself, you wrap your arms around his neck and press yourself even closer to him. Jungkook groans as you graze your teeth against his lower lip and just as he runs his tongue against your lips, your phone suddenly starts ringing, surprising the both of you. He pulls away from you as you stare at him in shock, your eyes wide, your cheeks pink and your lips swollen. You reach around for your phone, failing to notice the growl that escape Jungkook’s lips as you bring the device to your ear. 

 "Hello?“ You breathlessly say as Jungkook drops his hands and leans back against his seat, his heart slamming against his chest at the need to claim your lips yet again.

 "It’s 30 minutes already! Where’s Jungkook?!” You shut your eyes in irritation at Jimin, knowing damn well that it hasn’t been less over five minutes and he just had to ruin the kiss of a lifetime you had just tasted.

 "He’s on his way.“ You say curtly before ending the call and dropping the phone back on your lap. You cautiously turn to look back at Jungkook who had his eyes set on the road, not wanting to meet your gaze. 

 "Um, he’s waiting for you.” You mutter awkwardly, tapping your fingers lightly against your lap, pushing down the urge to jump across your seat and onto Jungkook’s lap. You kiss him one time and now your like an animal in heat.

 "If you want me to make sure your best friend gets home safe, I advise you to get inside your house, Y/N. The longer you stay here the less self control I have.“ Jungkook mutters, surprising you. Had you done something wrong? Was he mad at you? 

"It’s not that.” He groans, as if reading your mind “But the longer you stay here, the harder it gets for me not to slam you against your seat and fucking ravage you." 

 "Oh…” His confession knocks the breath out of you and sends a wave of desire rushing through your body. You watch as his hands flex against the steering wheel and by the strain of his veins against his skin, you knew he wasn’t joking. As much as you hated it, an image of Jimin drunk and alone outside the club flashes in your head. Even though all you wanted to do was stay here and fulfill all of your sick fantasies with the greek god who announced that he’d pretty much wanted to do the same to you, you knew that your best friend’s safety had to come before your desires. You let out a deep sigh before leaning forward and placing your hand on Jungkook’s arm. He flinches a bit, as though your touch had just burnt him. You let out a small smile before leaning forward and pressing your lips against his cheeks. Jungkook sucks in a breath and before he could angle his head to the side and capture your lips, you pull away and push the car door open. Jungkook eyes you like a predator eyes his prey as you step out the car and smirk at him.

 "Maybe another time?“ You mumble, your voice raw with obvious desire for the boy in front of you. Jungkook lets out a sigh before he drops his head, trying to calm himself down. He then turns to you, a small smile forming on his lips as his eyes twinkle with mischief. 

 "This is gonna be the worse next few hours of my life.” He chuckles “I’ve never been this…" 

 He shrugs and you cant help but trail your eyes down his lap, the tent in his pants immediately greeting you and you have to bite back the gasp that threatened to leave your lips as another wave of heat pooled between your legs. He was right, if you two stayed around each other longer than this, there was no way Jimin was going to get home safe.

 "See you at practice.” You smiled and turned around before your last effort at self control snapped. You feel his eyes on you the entire time as you walk towards your house and step inside the door. Once the door closes behind you do you then hear his car start and drive away. 

 You let out a sigh and press your thighs together, thinking of a number of ways to kill Jimin.
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