Take off your coat, and baby come on in. Girl, let me help to get back at him. And I don’t know why you never say goodbye…
Unnamed Female OC x Sami Zayn
PS I have nothing against Seth Rollins I actually adore him I just thought his character would be a good fit here.
Warning: Smut, cursing, kinda angst
Summary: When her boyfriend cheats on her, she runs to the one she know she can count on to comfort her. Will one night of passion lead to something more?
Sami Zayn fell into his hotel bed with a heavy sigh, his body flushed and still moist from his shower. His body stretched, a groan escaping his pink lips as he adjusted his weight among the pillows while flipping mindlessly through the channels on the flat screen. He settled on an ongoing Forensic Files marathon tossing the remote carelessly to the side. Just as his eyes were becoming too heavy and his vision blurring a knock startled him. Glancing at the time, Sami contemplated ignoring the intrusion he had just returned from a night out with the roster surely no one was missing him already. However, the knocking continued, becoming louder and more frantic.
Sami grumbled pulling himself to a sitting position when he froze at the sound of the voice coming from the other side of the door.
“Sami?” The vulnerable voice whimpered. “Are you there? I need you…please.”
The Course of True Love Never Did Run Smooth (Chapter One)
Summary: Although the Association of Supernatural Species (yes…A.S.S.) brought together all the various magical beings for conferences they didn’t much mingle. At least not until Phil met Dan. Pastel!Vampire!Phil and Punk!Fairy!Dan
Warnings: Violence, smut, noncon touching in later chapters.
You absolutely had no doubts about it. Mint green was officially your favorite
Just because of several reasons.
You liked how the color mint green looked so
refreshing. The color literally gave life to your life. Currently, mint green
was the color of your nailpolish, the color of your phonecase (which was
already getting damaged because the case was protecting your precious phone every single day) and ofcourse the color
of the walls in your lovely, cozy apartment.
But that was not the main reason you liked mint green.
It was because of a certain young fellow, who happened
to have the color of, surprise, surprise, mint green hair.
The name of this young fellow was Min Yoongi. Being
the teasing brat you were, you sometimes even called him Mint Yoongi, finding the nickname quite hilarious. However Yoongi
thought the opposite of it, so everytime you’d call him Mint Yoongi, he’d scoff
at the nickname and stare at you in disbelief.
Being a coffee barista in a small coffee shop was not
that exciting. Most of the time, you were just standing behind the cash
register, taking orders of customers who desperately wanted their morning
coffee so that they could survive their morning without being tired and
Every customer was the same, or so you thought it was.
It would be mostly around 10 AM, when the first grumpy customer would enter the
coffee shop and order a strong cup of cappuccino. Sometimes customers would be
even making fun of your mint green nail polish, saying that the color was too
bright to fit the color of your skin. Or that the color was too bright for your
But when Min Yoongi entered the small coffee shop for
the first time in his life, ordering a frappuccino as he looked at you with
those lovely small brown orbs and complimented the color of your nail polish,
you were fully convinced that not all the customers were the same as you thought.
Amongst all those flowers that looked exactly the
same, there would be always that special flower that would stand out.
Min Yoongi was that special flower.
After your first encounter with the mint green haired
boy, you found him regularly visiting the coffee shop, ordering his Frappuccino
as usually. You learned that he moved into town to finish his Arts major at the
Seoul National University, specializing in photography. He simply admired you
when you told him that you were majoring in Law, specializing to be an
advocate, also at the same university as Yoongi’s.
You soon became friends with Yoongi, to the point that
he would visit your apartment often. When he made his first visit, he was
really amazed at the color of your walls (which was mint green ofcourse). When
Yoongi was looking at your family pictures that were hanging on the mint green
walls of your living room, you couldn’t help but find yourself staring at the
mint green haired boy, amazed by his facial features. You adored his jawline,
which was not too sharp but also not too squishy. That small pout on his lips
and the little frown he had when he was looking at the 9-years old you on the
family photo that was the most precious to you. And not to forget, his mint
green hair that was sparkling the grey surroundings of Seoul whenever he’d walk
on the streets. You loved his mint green hair the most.
There was a moment when you wondered why he died his
hair mint green. Although mint green was your favorite color, you would never die your hair in that color. When
you finally asked Yoongi why he died his hair mint green, he just chuckled and
looked at you with his gummy smile, while saying,
because. I like to stand out in a simple way”.
After that, you adored him even more.
Soon, you found yourself falling for him. Slowly, but
deeply. However, you did not want to sacrifice your friendship just because of
your silly crush, so you decided to keep quiet. Besides, Yoongi did not even
like you back, so what is the point of telling him?
That’s what you
“So, what do you want to do on your rare free day
off?”, Yoongi asked you, absentmindedly stroking your soft hair while you were
laying down on his lap. It was an early Saturday evening and you guys were just
being lazy in your living room, watching this variety show called ‘We Got
Married’, and sometimes you couldn’t help but cringe at the clingy celebrities.
“I don’t know. Doing this is just fine actually”, you
answered Yoongi as you looked up to him, your heart skipping a beat as you saw
his beautiful orbs looking down on you. Honestly for you, it did not really
matter. As long as Yoongi was by your side, you were fine. Even if that meant watching
We Got Married together. Yay.
“Are you sure? Because you’re cringing every two
seconds watching this show”, Yoongi laughed, revealing his gummy smile that you
really loved seeing. You just shrugged your shoulders.
“I have to admit that I’m not really fond of this
show. But you apparently love watching it so it’s fine to me”, you said, giving
him a soft smile.
“It’s interesting to see how idols are behaving when
they are in a married relationship…”, Yoongi mumbled to himself, but it was
loud enough for you to hear. You raised both your brows, and you suddenly had
this urge to ask him about it.
And so you did.
“When the time comes, do you want to marry that
special someone you’ll love?”, you asked him with a soft voice, making him look
down on you again, but this time he was the one with his brows raised.
Yoongi then furrowed his brows a little, which he
always did when he was thinking seriously about something. Before you could
stop yourself, you were already observing his facial features again. You found
him strangely hot whenever he would think about something seriously, with his
brows raised and his nose cringed up.
“I think I would… Yes.”, Yoongi finally said after a
few seconds of good thinking, and you couldn’t help but smile at the thought of
having Yoongi as your husband, and
perhaps, the father of your children. Although being sassy and grumpy was his
favorite hobby, you also knew that he had a very caring heart. And that he had
this strange love for Kumamon deep inside of him.
“Why are you smiling like that?”, the mint green
haired boy suddenly asked, and you could feel your cheeks slowly getting hot
all of a sudden. Crap.
“O-oh. It’s nothing!”, you answered him, a little bit
too fast you assumed, by seeing the way he was looking at you. “I was just
thinking about you being a husband and a father”, you said as you could feel
yourself smile again. “You’d be a nice husband and a father, Yoongi”.
Yoongi looked at you in awe. He wasn’t expecting those
words coming out of your mouth,
considering the fact that you were a teasing bitch 90% of the time he spent
“You’d think so?”, Yoongi asked you, still surprised
by those words you said a few seconds ago. You nodded with a wide grin as you
sat up, eying him as you settled yourself next to him.
“Ofcourse! Why are you so surprised?”, you scoffed as
you hit him lightly on his arm. Yoongi chuckled softly, rubbing the spot where
you hit him as he looked down with a smile.
“It’s just because you always tease me and never give
me compliments like that. I have to get used to that.”
Your smile faded as you heard him saying those words,
realizing that you have been hiding your affection and adoration for him all
along. Or well, teasing him was your way of showing that you liked him. Not
only as a friend, it was so much more than that. You liked him so much, it was
hurting you in all places.
No. You didn’t like Yoongi. You loved him. You loved him so much.
You suddenly cupped both of his cheeks in your palms,
lifting his head so he was looking at you straight in the eyes. You then
caressed his cheeks, and you couldn’t help but enjoy feeling the soft skin of
his pale cheeks against your palms.
“Yoongi, please don’t misunderstand. You are the
greatest person I have ever met on this damn planet. From the day you stepped
into that coffee shop, you’re fascinating me in many ways a person can be
fascinated. You’re literally the only person of which I actually enjoy being
with. And you know how I normally don’t like the presence of people.
You are the first one who complimented my mint green
colored nail polish. Fuck, you are the first one who adores my love for the
color mint green, while before people used to laugh at me for loving that
You are the first one who actually complimented the 9
years old me on that family picture, while my other friends, can I even call
them my friends, laughed at me because I looked silly in that mint green
bathing suit on the beach. Not to mention that my fore teeth were missing”.
You didn’t notice the tears streaming down your cheeks
until Yoongi brushed them away with this thumbs. However, that did not stop you
from talking further.
“When I literally lost hope in humanity, you came in
my life by walking through the front door of the coffee shop. You’re so special
you know that? When I saw your beautiful photographs for the first time in your
apartment, I adored you for having such a passion like that. Like, I can’t
imagine myself having such a passion about something so beautiful and special
You’re so damn special Yoongi. I love you so much.
But, you probably don’t feel the same about me, so I-“
“Idiot. You fucking idiot”, Yoongi interrupted you,
caressing your cheek with one hand as he placed the other at the back of your
neck, bringing you closer to him, the gap between you and him closing.
“How long I waited for you to say those three damn
words, fuck Y/N…”, he whispered against your lips, before fully planting his on
You widened your eyes as you felt his lips moving
against yours, your heart beating like crazy while your mind was in a complete
chaos. Your lips were frozen against his for a few seconds, but soon afterwards
you found yourself closing your eyes, automatically putting your arms around
his neck, your hands slightly brushing his mint green hair. Feeling Yoongi’s
lips melting against yours like this, it felt like you were on cloud 9, and you
wanted to make this blissful feeling last forever.
Somehow the kiss became more heated now, as you felt
Yoongi’s hands moving up and down your waist, and you strangely found yourself
enjoying the feeling of his hands on you. Yoongi suddenly let go of your lips,
and you whined against the loss of his lips, making him chuckle softly as he
pinched the side of your waist, making you shriek.
“That was for keeping your feelings a secret, baby”,
Yoongi whispered in your ear, before moving his lips from your earlobe to your
jawline, and then to your neck, peppering it with little butterfly kisses. Your eyes immediately closed as you felt his
soft lips pressing on the sweet spots of your neck, and you couldn’t help but
let out a soft moan as he sucked on that
Your hands unconsciously moved to his soft hair,
grabbing it as you still felt his lips peppering your neck with deep kisses.
You made a mental note to yourself that you had to wear a turtleneck to work
the next morning, because you were sure that those hickeys won’t be
“This… thing. It’s in the way”, Yoongi mumbled in your
neck as he tucked on your white plain t-shirt. You giggled at his eagerness,
letting him go out of your embrace as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and
pulled it over your head, dropping it to the floor afterwards.
The next thing you saw was Yoongi literally scanning
the naked upper half of your body with predator-like eyes, and you assumed he
was probably surprised of the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath
“Are you serious, Y/N? No bra?”
“I never wear bras when I’m home. They’re a little bit
uncomfortable if I wear them too long”, you simply answered as you shrugged.
Yoongi gave you a small smirk, scooting closer to you while licking his pink
“Good. As from now, you won’t need them anyways”, he
winked at you, before putting his arms underneath your waist and legs, picking
you up in bride style, taking you by surprise.
As Yoongi carried you to your bedroom in bridal style,
you found yourself looking at his facial features again. However this time, your eyes were filled with only lust, and
you couldn’t wait to have Yoongi hovering over your body, making you scream his
name like a mantra over and over again.
Hell yeah, you were definitely ready for it.
He softly put you on the bed, treating you like a
porcelain doll that could break any moment. Seeing him looking down at you with
loving eyes, you couldn’t help but smile at him, your adoration for him growing
even more. And here you thought your adoration for Yoongi couldn’t get bigger.
Guess you were wrong.
However, before you could get to the ‘real deal’ with
Yoongi now (which basically was getting laid by him), you needed to know something. Just to be sure. So before he
could go down on you again, you asked the question that was burning on your
tongue ever since he kissed you on the couch.
“How long, Yoongi? How long have you been liking me?”
Yoongi pouted his lips and furrowed his brows, and you
knew that he was thinking of an answer to your question.
“Hmm, who knows? I’m not entirely sure…”, Yoongi
softly whispered as he bumped his nose against yours, which made you giggle
“But the thing that I definitely know for sure is that when I stepped into that coffee
shop for the first time, you were the most beautiful coffee barista that I had
Okay, that was it. You decided that his answer was
fair enough, so you eagerly put your arms around his neck and pulled him down,
his lips dangerously close to yours. However, you decided not to kiss him fully
on his pink lips, but you kissed the corner of his mouth, moving your lips to
his earlobe, giving it a soft bite before whispering a little “show me how much you love me” in his
ear. As you felt him shudder at your whispering voice against his ear shelf,
you smirked out of victory.
Sadly, that smirk of victory soon disappeared as he
ground his hips against yours, feeling his hardened member in his pants
touching your semi-dripped clothed core. Getting rid of those damn clothes was
your next mission, you decided.
You eagerly moved your hands to the hem of his shirt,
tugging at it with a little whine. He immediately understood your signal, so he
pulled his shirt over his head in a swift motion and threw it on the floor when
it was completely off. You were totally in awe, your mouth hanging slightly
agape as you saw his slightly toned abs and his smooth, flawless pale skin on
his naked upper half.
Yoongi gave you an evil smirk as he saw you observing
the naked upper half of his body. “Like what you see, babe?”, he winked at you,
and you couldn’t help but scoff at his cockiness, before actually pulling him
back down again and rolling over so that you were on top of him now. You
straddled his lap as you slowly touched the soft skin on his chest, drawing
invisible circles on it and bringing your lips to it. You then kissed and
sucked the fuck out of his chest, making dark purple and red hickeys on his
snow white skin.
When you heard Yoongi’s soft moans, you decided that
those moans were the most beautiful sound you had ever heard in your whole damn
After peppering his chest and stomach with little
butterfly kisses, you lowered your lips to that
specific area, hearing Yoongi’s breath becoming more uneven as you became
dangerously close to the area where he wanted you the most. You looked up at
him and give him a little wink before unbuckling the belt of his pants and
opening the zipper. Within a few seconds, his pants were completely off,
leaving the mint green haired guy only in his black boxers. You licked your
lips at the sight of him, laying down vulnerable with just one little piece of
You suddenly felt the urge to be the dominant one in
this game. But little did you know, that Yoongi had other plans with you.
So before you could even realize it, Yoongi already
had you pinned down on the mattress, so that you were now underneath him. It
was now his time to wink at you, before kissing his way down to your dropping
core, which was actually still clothed because you still had your pants on. You
moved your hands to the zipper of your jeans, wanting to take the piece of
clothing off as soon as possible. However, before you could lower down your
zipper, Yoongi grabbed your hand as he shook his head softly with a smirk
plastered on his face.
“No no no. Don’t be so eager. We’re going slowly. Just the way you like”.
How does he know that-
Oh. You remember.
Like, how could you forget the fact that Yoongi once
barged into your house with his mint green head all drunk of the soju, wanting
to do you right there on the spot. And ofcourse, the only words you were able to let out were,
“No Yoongi. Not
like this. I like to take things slow”.
Well, right now, you started to slowly regret saying
those words. Seeing Yoongi pulling down your pants in the slowest way possible was really torturous. Especially if you were
literally leaking right there on the spot.
You sighed out of relief when those damn pants were
finally off of you, enjoying the feeling of the cold surface of your sheets
against your hot skin. However, you couldn’t enjoy it for a long time, as you
could feel Yoongi opening both of your legs, sneaking between them as he
reached for the spot where you needed him the most.
He touched your clothed core with his pale fingers,
snickering as he heard you let out a breathy moan at his touch, proving how
sensitive you were right now.
“Wow baby, you’re already dripping wet and I haven’t
even touched you properly yet”, Yoongi remarked as he looked up to you, that
damn smirk still plastered on his face.
You literally groaned as you grabbed his mint green
hair and pushed his head towards your aching core. You were so done with his teasing attitude.
“Then make work of it. Like, right now Yoongi”, you groaned, not giving a damn anymore about how
desperate you were being right now. Right now, the only thing you wanted was
Yoongi making you feel good. Nothing more, nothing less.
And you thanked the heavens when he finally obliged, feeling Yoongi pulling
your panties down as he softly kissed the insides of your thighs. He also took
his own boxers off while he was at it, sighing as he felt the cold air of your
bedroom against his sensitive hardened member.
As you looked at his member, with half-lidded eyes,
you had to admit that he was actually bigger than you originally thought.
The mint green haired guy then hovered over your tiny
body, spreading your legs so that he could have better access to your dripping
core. You put your arm around his half-sweaty neck, softly moaning in his ear
as you grinded your hips against his, teasing yourself with the feeling of his
member grinding against your wet lips.
“Yoongi, please. I need you. Right now.”
As you said those words, you could hear Yoongi let out
a soft groan, softly feeling up down there to check if you were wet enough. But
you were so worked up that you did not even need the foreplay anymore. And
seeing how hard Yoongi was right now, he probably did not need it either.
So the moment was now right here. The mint green
haired boy, on whom you had a crush for 4 months long, was now hovering over
your naked, sweaty body in your
bedroom, and you couldn’t help but laugh at the actual irony.
“Why the fuck are you laughing when I’m about to slam
my dick in you now?”, Yoongi asked with a hoarse voice, and you swore that you
could feel yourself even getting wetter after hearing his voice in that tone.
“I’ll tell you later. Now slam it into me, Yoongi”, you whispered seductively in his ear.
Who was Yoongi to reject such a beautiful request?
So he did. He finally thrusted his member into your
core, and you both moaned at the overwhelming feeling of this connection. You
realized that this was the closest to Yoongi that you could ever get. Him
hovering over you with his member in you, his fingers intertwining with yours
as he was looking at you with half-lidded eyes that were nonetheless still
filled with love, and you still could feel your heart skip a beat while looking
at his beautiful eyes. Even in a situation like this.
He slowly thrusted his member in and out of you, and
you moaned at this amazing feeling
that you felt in the pit of your stomach. It has been a while since your last
time having sex, so this feeling of ecstasy had you feeling like you were on
cloud 9. As the seconds went by, Yoongi’s thrust became more irregular, and you
knew that he was closer to his orgasm right now by the way he groaned, gripping
your hips so tightly that you already knew that those bruises would stay there
for a good three days.
Seeing him thrusting in and out of you like that,
sensually moving his hips back and forth while those tiny, little drops of
sweat fell down from his slightly dampened mint green hair was enough to get
you very close to your high. So when he moved his fingers to your swollen clit,
rubbing circles on it as inside of you, he hit your special spot with his
member, you couldn’t take it anymore. By then, you literally screamed out his name, scratching his
perfectly pale back, which was now not so perfectly pale anymore because of
your sharp scratches.
After a few more thrusts, you finally reached your
high, and it was the best orgasm you
ever had in your whole life. You screamed out his name in full bliss, closing
your eyes tightly with your toes all curled up as you let the feeling of
ecstasy overwhelm you.
A few seconds later, you felt Yoongi spurting his
substance in you with one last thrust, groaning loudly with your name coming
out of his lips, riding his orgasm out before finally collapsing on you with
all of his weight, his member still in you. He was a little bit heavy, but you
were too tired to nudge him away.
After two minutes of regaining your breaths, Yoongi
pulled out of you and rolled off of you, laying down on his back as he eyed the
white ceiling of your bedroom with a sheepish smile. And ofcourse, seeing him
smiling sheepishly like that, you couldn’t help but smile too. His smiles
always worked contagious, no matter in what situation.
“So, Y/N…”, Yoongi murmured as he grabbed your waist
with his arm, scooting you closer to him, and you happily nuzzled your face in
his chest that was now covered in small, but dark hickeys. “Tell me now, why
were you laughing just now?”, he whispered in your ear before planting a soft
kiss on the top of your head, and you could feel your smile getting bigger.
“Just because… A few hours ago, I didn’t even dare to
think of you being in my bed like this”. You could hear Yoongi chuckle at your
answer as he tugged you even closer in his arms.
“Well, I surely didn’t dare to think of it either…”,
he laughed tiredly as he stroked your hair lazily, and you slightly enjoyed the
The four words Yoongi then said afterwards were
probably the cause that made you fall asleep with a huge smile plastered on