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Finnick Odair (The Hunger Games)

gif imagine + headcanon

☆ imagine finnick getting jealous/protective over you in the arena + finnick kisses you for the first time

Good thing we're allies, right?

Finnick never wanted to harm you

You were a strong fighter but also soft spoken and kind, too kind

This had him worried the second the games were announced, he knew you for years but never acted on his feelings from fear

Losing you to Snow, the thought of you rejecting him because of his past, etc.

All of those things haunted his mind

Finnick did what he could and decided to protect you from a healthy distance, not wanting Snow to see how important you are to him

That specific choice didn't unfold smoothly

Finnick slowly lost his temper

Whenever someone else, especially another male tribute, tried to help you - he couldn't stop himself from puffing his chest in annoyance and dominance

It didn't help that you had no idea of the whole plan plutarch had created

Finnick needed to keep you safe and tied to his side, literally - after you got seriously injured, he lectured you and ordered you to stay close at all times

And despite saving you, Finnick still had to deal with your anxiety and terror

"How do I know I can trust you?" You asked, breathing heavily on the ground after the hot, thick blood-rain poured down.

He only scoffed lightly, dropping his trident and gripped your hand, pulling you up and guiding you to the water

He's oddly silent when doing so, you half expected him to say something cocky or ridiculous but no - he only focused on cleaning you off, careful not to touch you too much, obviously respecting your body

Finnick eventually broke the silence with a low hum, almost as if he's amused to see how you innocently melted into his touch, leaning against him for support

"Good thing we're allies, right?"

You don't have to look at him to see the smirk on his face. You don't care though, he's right - you fell into his arms so easily, him being a true ally is a blessing

Honey, I would've killed you hours ago if I didn't care. But I do — I'm not going to leave you here to die.

Finnick is naturally protective so it's no surprise when he risked his own life to save yours, no hesitation whatsoever

The poisonous fog had burned your neck, arms, hands - this caused you to be slower, tagging behind them with little to no energy

You tried telling him to just run, to get himself and the others to safety, you'd be fine in the end - the pain would only last temporarily for you

For Finnick? That pain would be permanent if he lost you, especially if he knew the chance of you surviving was high

"Stop! Just fucking go!"

You didn't necessarily say you don't give a shit about me Finnick but he knew all too well why you screamed at him with so much agony, not only from the fog but from the inside, you're hurting

Finnick earned a few burns during the attempt to save you - he did, almost effortlessly and silently. He kept his pained groans to himself, he can't let you hear his discomfort and risk you feeling guilty

Finnick was the one to hold you under the water first, apologizing constantly whenever you screamed and cried

He took care of himself last

You stared at him with confusion, anger, guilt - too much to handle and pick apart

"You need to stop looking at me like I'm some hurt dog in the road. You don't care- stop acting like it. I don't want your pity."

Finnick washed away his burns with a grunt, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before turning to face you

"Honey, I would've killed you hours ago if I didn't care. But I do — I'm not going to leave you here to die."

Finnick held your gaze like it was a challenge, he needed you to understand what he was trying to say without revealing too much

He's willing to die for you, if it means you'll get home safely and somehow take a lead into the revolution that's planned

Finnick is scared to death of losing you. He'd rather lose everything else, even himself, before losing you

Please stay, I don't want you going with him

Finnick isn't one to beg

So when he said please to you, it was shocking to say the least

He had a weird feeling about the male tribute offering to team up with you, the plan to meet up at the tree now unsettling

"Is there a problem here, Finnick? She can decide for herself."

He ignored the words and silently pushed himself in front of you, his hand brushing against your stomach to keep you in place

"She's staying with me."

Time was ticking and you sighed, wanting this to be over with so you tried walking past Finnick after the guy left, assuming you'd follow behind him soon

The blonde with troubled eyes held onto your wrist, asking you begging to stay

"Please stay, I don't want you going with him."

Finnick let out a breath of relief when you nodded and walked towards him instead, he immediately held your hand and left the open area, looking back to find the male tribute glaring with ill intentions

He ended up taking the life of that tribute mercilessly but quickly, thanking his instincts on reading people correctly

Don't ever scare me like that again

The last minutes of the game. Everyone is on edge, no one knows what to do when the canon goes off more than once

Katniss screams for Peeta while Finnick screams out for you, tears threatening to spill and cover his cheeks

His heart pounds so hard against his ribcage that it almost hurts

When Katniss finds her lover, Finnick begins to feel nauseous. With no sign of you and no way to hear you, he can't keep his calm composure for much longer

He runs through the deep forest, raising his voice and scanning the area until he stops on your figure, shaking and weakly moving away from someone he cannot recognize, they aren't breathing anymore, Finnick can tell it's your first kill

All you did before was hide it out

He sprints over to you, bending down to cradle you in his arms, forcefully having to hold you down when you start flailing around in a panicked state, your mind making you think he was someone else

Most of his words are muffled by the ringing in your ears but his eyes hold so much concern and love so it's not hard to guess that his words were comforting

The only thing you can hear at the end of his small rant full of anxiety is simple yet holds so much depth after it's spoken

"... Don't ever scare me like that again."

Finnick kissed you immediately after forcing those words out in a hoarse voice and held you close, pulling away to rub your bloodied cheek, wiping it with his thumb before kissing you again with more tenderness, to show you he truly meant it and that it wasn't just the heat of the moment

I don't want to forget it

After the games were over and time allowed everyone alive to heal and mourn - Finnick is glued to your side, often concerned about your hidden thoughts and feelings, part of him is.. insecure

Katniss tried pulling the same thing, saying and doing whatever to stay alive, he thinks of that possibility with you - if you meant everything in the end because he most certainly did with all his heart

"Maybe we should just try to forget it. Move on some how.. staying here mentally won't do us any good. And I-"

"I don't want to forget it."

It was at the moment both of you knew how strongly you loved each other. He always fought against your anxiety and habit of pushing him away and you always gave him reassurance and comfort

Finnick will forever love and protect you, games or not - he is there, always

I love you

Finnick usually held you at night but tonight you held him, running your fingers through his hair while he rested on top of you, eyes closing slowly, low hums leaving his mouth

He didn't like to cry in front of you, he felt too exposed and weak - tonight he had no energy for that thinking process and let himself sigh out shakily, kissing your collarbone and neck lovingly

After everything, all the nightmares and fights, Finnick loves you more than he ever imagined, you're his life and he loves you unapologetically, unconditionally

"I love you."

oblivious. (m)

♥ [10.3k words ; 𝐬. +  (a little bit of) 𝐟.+ 𝐚. ; royal!au ; bodyguard!chan & princess!reader feat. businessman!hyunjiin & princess!reader - this is a mess ngl; don’t say i didn’t warn you] ♥ [warnings ~ explicit unprotected sex (wrap it up!!), thigh-riding (hyunthighs… *sighs*), oral sex (f recieving), strong language, all the usual shit oofles] ♥ [in which chan has feelings that even he is oblivious about… (i ADORE royal aus and then that mf chan came in with the mama awards performance… man, idk anymore.) PLEASEEE ignore the occasionally weird vocabulary, i tried to make this sound old and failed 🤡] ♥ [tags >>> @aliceu​ (bestie i’m sorry 🤠) and @chanluster​ (bcos i’m annoying and a sucker for your feedback qween hehe 👑💌)]

The guard clenches his teeth, eyes darting around the market square for the small figure in the grey hood. He pulls his hood around his head a little tighter. However, it doesn’t distract those around him from noticing him, mainly due to his unusually muscular build.

A hiss escapes him as he finally sees you, eying up and chatting to the tall yet timid flower stall owner. You put your hand up to your mouth and giggle, trailing your fingers over the bouquets which Chan was positive you had exactly zero interest in.

Chan stalks over, grabbing you by the arm and tugging you away. You widen your eyes underneath the hood, not even getting to wish your latest object of affection goodbye.

“By God, let me down!” You try to escape his grip, which simply tightens at your struggle. “We were getting to know each other! Minho, I hope I see you again soon!”

“Not a chance.” He tugs you harder, clicking his fingers at the two horses he had waiting for him behind the marketplace as the flower boy looks on in shock.

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not interested (m)

⇒pairing: hoseok x reader

⇒genre: enemies to lovers | explicit smut, fluff, angst

⇒length: 20k

⇒summary: nobody has ever succeeded at swooping you off your feet. that is until you become coach assistant for your college’s swim team and maybe then, you learn everybody deserves a chance at love.

a/n: i promise my next fic WONT be a college enemies to lovers au lmao its just so fun to do. i gotta thank @junghaze for being my beta reader and practically saving this fic from the dead i cant be more grateful

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BFF

switch hyunjin x switch female reader

warnings: fwb, minor drug use, drinking, unprotected sex, cursing

i listened to bff by slayyyter while writing this,, love that song

the two of you sat in the red toyota supra, facing the many other cars that were also parked on the large front lawn.

“how do i look?”

“hot, now how do i look?”

“hot.”

“then we’re ready,” hyunjin turned to reach the door before you stopped him with a hand on his chest, your fingers feeling the hot skin that wasn’t covered by his button up shirt.

“you’re forgetting the pre-party ritual.” you pulled a flask from the back of your jeans, watching hyunjin’s face light up.

you unscrewed the small cap before taking a swig, passing hyunjin the small tin and watching him as he took a swig.

you’d be lying if you said you weren’t at least a bit buzzed, and you already had texted your friend to save some ecstasy for the two of you.

tonight you were ready to get fucked up.

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you and hyunjin walked up to that large house doors with your arms linked together hearing a classmate shout out your arrival.

“oh look it’s our favorite pair of bestfriends!” a couple people turned to face you, greeting by gently lifting their cups in the air or a simple head nod.

loud music filled the cramped building as bodies mingled with each other. you pulled hyunjin threw the crowd immediately heading over to the drinks, and also where your friend with the ecstasy would be.

you stared at the selection of drinks, choosing a clear pink concoction and handing hyunjin a purple.

“give me one moment,” you excused yourself, making way to the other side of the drink table, exchanging money for the two pills you had been waiting eagerly for.

hyunjin was already comfortable on the wall, three girls hanging off his sides playing with the boy’s hair and laughing at any little thing he’d say.

yeah your bestfriend is hot, but you came to hang out tonight qnd get totally trashed, not split up five minutes into the party.

you placed the two pills onto your tongue, walking over to the small group with a toothy smile. you make your way over confidently, grabbing the back of your bestfriends neck and pulling him into a messy kiss.

hyunjin doesn’t hesitate to place his hands on your waist and kiss back, the girls around you scoffing before stomping away.

you opened your eye and peeked making sure they had left before using your tongue and pushing one of the pills into his mouth.

you pulled away breathless, standing next to him as his left hand still rested on your waist.

“sure know how to make an entrance,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair and looking down on you.

“i know.” you playfully winked and swallowed the pill, feeling it slip down your throat.

“something’s telling me it’s time to dance,”

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sweat was dripping off the two of you, the pills had kicked in a while ago and the amount of alcohol you guys had drank in between breathers was not making the situation lighter.

you and hyunjin were locked in one of the bathrooms, you sat on the counter and he stood in between your legs.

“this glitter thing on your face, woah.”

“has your hair always been this long hyunjin?”

“your eyes are literally glowing!”

“your lips feel so soft” you ran your thumb across his bottom lip as he laughed, his fingers tracing against the glitter decorating your cheeks.

“your lips look soft too,” his eyes widen as he pokes the soft skin of your lips before getting imterrupted by a banging on the door.

“someone needs to take a shit, get a fucking room!” one of the boys in your class shouted from the other sode of the door.

“oh shit we should get out,” hyunjin laughs, a boyish grin adorning his face as he lifted you up off the counter.

the two of you stumbled down the long hallway, hyunjin leading you while holding your smaller hand in his.

you looked at the vibrant lights jumping out at you, feeling almost as if you could taste the color on the tip of your tongue, the music seeping through your ears and mushing up all your thoughts.

“oh hey y/n!” the two of you stopped and look towards the person that called your name, a loud scoff leavimg hyunjin’s mouth as you stared up at you ex jongmin.

“uhm.. hi!” you smiled feeling the grip on your hand tighten, hyunjin walked towards you wrapping his hands around your waist and resting his chin on your head.

“hi jongmin~” he mocked, pulling you closer into his embrace.

jongmin glanced at hyunjin and completely ignored him, directing his attention back towards you.

“i was just about to head out you tryna come with?” jongmin reached out to grab your wrist but was quickly stopped by hyunjin’s hand.

“we’re busy, but we appreciate the efforts.” hyunjin no longer was smiling, hoping your ex would get the message to fuck off as you stepped furter into hyunjin’s embrace.

“i’m having fun here jongmin.. bye, let’s go jinnie,” you walked away before you amd hyunjin bust out laughing “did you see his face, he was heated!” hyunjin continued to lean on you as you made way down the halls looking for an empty bed to crash on.

“ooo when we find a room we should play a game!” hyunjin suggested in a cheery manner.

“lucky for you, a room is right here! ladies first madam” you oet hyunjin walk into the room and followed after, watching him flop onto the bed and crawling in after him. “okay what’s the game?”

“spin the bottle,”

“hyunjin we don’t have a bottle.. and there’s only two of us.” you look him dead in the eyes, watching the color in his pupils swirl.

“oh.. then we can just make out,” he suggested while studying how the glitter changed wth every subtle movement you made.

you shrugged leaning in and pressing your lips gently against him. the two of you relaxed and let your tongues slide into each others mouths, tangling with each other.

hyunjin pulled away and watched the saliva string atretch between the two of you before swiping his thumb across your bottom lip and cleaning up the mess.

“how are your lips already swollen?” he didn’t give you time before pushing his lips back against yours forcefully.

you gripped his loose shirt and pulled his fogure on top of yours, your head hitting one of the pillows as you spread your legs to give him room to rest between them.

hyunjin broke the kiss a second time and went straight for your neck, dragging his tongue across it while you tried your best to unbutton the rest of his shirt.

hyunjin began to mark up your nevk with love bites, sucking harshly on the sensitive skin as you decided to play around a bit. your right hand reached onto his now completely bare upper body, feeling him up before finding your target.

you took his nipple in between your two fingers and gently twisted causing hyunjin to moan onto your neck and thrust his hips against yours.

your eyes lit up at the reaction, your head filling with the sound of hyunjin’s pretty moan.

“hyunjinnie~ never told me your nipples were so sensitive.”

“fuck, no one had ever done that before,” hyunjin’s breath fanned your neck as he tryed to calm himslef down from the sudden feeling.

“lay down for me,” you slightly begged as hyunjin rolled over onto his back.

“fuck you really took be out with that one i’m so hard jeez” you laughed at his words climbing on top of him before gently kissing his chest. “oh my god don’t you fucking dare.” hyunjin shivered knowing what was coming next.

you wrapped your lips around his sensitve nub, running your tongue against the warm skin.

“fuck!” hyunjin grappef your hair harsly, hips thrusting up in eagerness, “jesus fuck,” he cursed out.

you pulled away softly biting his nipple before parting and smiling at him.

“look at how hard you are! it’s so cute!” you cooed whike tracing your hand against his hard on. “look it twitched,”

hyunjin grabbed your hips and flipped the two of you over, firmly pressing your hips into the mattress.

“stop talking to me like your bitch, god~” he rolled his hips against yours, drawing a mewl from your through as hyunjin groaned. he looked down at you through his hair, tugging down your jeans and underwear down and throwing them to the floor.

hyunjin took off his belt and pulled his jeans to the floor, stepping out of them and crawling back to you.

he tapped his cock against your bare cunt, causing you to slightly stir.

“hyunjin stop stalling,”

“ok ok, just let my stare at your hot ass body for a second.” hyunjin placed his hand onto your boob and softly groped your clothed chest. “i’d fucking kill for these.” he pushed your shirt up and pulled your sports bra down, just enough to pull out your tits and fondle them. “next time you gotta let me cum on your tits,”

“maybe if we could get through this time first,” you whine impatiantly.

“oh hush,” hyunjin puts hand between your legs and works two fingers in you, knowing you were already running out of patience he decided a quick prep would be best.

he worked you open, dragging his thumb across your clit a couple of times causing you to choke on some of your breaths.

“hyunjin just put it in already!”

hyunjin laughed at your impatience, using some of your juices to lube himself up before lining his cock up.

his hips sank into yours, the warmth envelpoing him causing him to bury his face into your neck and softly bite down.

your walls instantly clenched around him, loving how you could practically feel him in your stomach.

“god my bestfriend has a pretty dick.”

hyunjin pressed his forhead against yours.

“don’t forget a pretty face.” his hips dragged against yours slowly but he had enough force with each of his thrust.

“who knew my bestfriend would be the best at taking my dick.” hyunjin groaned out, catching your lips into another kiss, his tongue tasting the inside of your mouth as his non-supporting hand creeped down your body.

his hand found his way to your clit and rubbed figure eights on the small nerve, causing your body jolt.

“jinnie i’m gonna come!”

“no one’s stopping you.”

at his words you let go, your body spazzing as you rapidly clenched around him, hyunjin guided you through your orgasm before pulling out and stroking himself a couple of times, spilling onto your stomach.

“that was some of the best sex i’ve had in a minute.” you gasp out, staring at the ceiling intensly.

“thank god i have a sexy little bff,”

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Pairing ↬ Chan x Fem! Reader Genre ↬ super slight Angst + Smut + Fluff Word Count ↬ 6.432 Tags ↬ Vampire AU, medieval settings, Chris is a vampire, soulmates au, unprotected sex (wrap it up before doing the do) Notes ↬ mentions of blood 

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Hello again! I’m back from my unofficial hiatus! @ilikeeverythingonmypizza  I really hope you enjoy this and that it’s what you wanted ♥  I made some of them fluffier and others smuttier ;)  (sorry, I know it took me forever to get to :( )

Mark

Mark had promised to call you whenever he could while he was away on vacation. You had hardly spent any time separated for the last few months, so you had a hard time waiting for his calls. When you opened your phone to video call him, it started ringing. 

Mork😁 is calling you - accept or deny call? 

You quickly swiped to answer and were met by your friend’s wide smile. It was still pretty early where he was and he apparently took a shower, but hadn’t dried his hair yet. 

“Hi (y/n)! How are you?”

“Great! And you? I like the hairstyle, by the way.”

You both giggled as you continued talking about the previous few days, until you mentioned a name.

“Who?” Was that annoyance you heard in his voice?

“You know, the guy who was flirting with me at Bambam’s birthday party…”

You heard him mutter under his breath. “This guy, really…”

“What, you’re jealous? Because I talk about him often?” You weren’t expecting his answer at all.

“No, I’m jealous because you talk about kissing him all the time”

“Wait, are you saying you’d like to kiss me?”

“Oh, not just kiss you, cutie, but…sorry, I have to go!”

You tried to process what had just happened and you only had the time to finish half of your sentence before he ended the call.

“Mark Tuan, you can’t just say that and go away!”

Jaebeom

It was late when you came into the studio. Tears ran along your cheeks as you explained your family issue to Jaebum. You were really grateful that he was always there to listen to you and help you out when your relationship with your family got worse. He hugged you close before calming you down. 

“Don’t cry, you’ll be alright. You can sleep here if you want and if it’s better for you that way.”

His hand was lightly cupping your cheek as you calmed down and closed you eyes with a deep breath. He leaned toward your lips, but shifted to kiss your forehead instead, which clearly wasn’t his first intention. As he backed away, you grabbed his arm to bring him closer. 

“Jae…I don’t know why but…”

“I know, (y/n), I know, I’ve been feeling it for quite some time now.”

And with that he kissed you, sweet and slow, making you wonder why you never realized that you loved him more than just as you best friend. But you were glad you found out.

Jackson

It was late when you came back to your apartment from your friend’s house. You were supposed to stay over but she had an emergency and you unfortunately had to get back home. When you pushed the door open, careful not to wake up you best friend, you hear some sound coming from the living room. You sighed, thinking that he had left the TV on, like he always did since you became roommates. He never turned it off before going to sleep, leaving it until it annoyed you enough for you to do it instead. Maybe he did it out of habit, you though. 

When you got near the door, you froze.That sound wasn’t the usual plain voice of the news announcer, which usually was the only thing on at midnight. They were moans. You held your breath, not knowing what to do. 

“Fuck…yes” 

His grunt startled you, but you couldn’t deny the fact that hearing his voice this low turned you on. So much.

“Y/n…mmmmh” 

You chocked back a gasp. Was he really jerking off to the thought of you? You moved so you could see through the opening of the door, making the floor creak, and found out that he was sitting on the couch, his back turned to you. After a few quiet seconds, you hear his voice again.

“Since you heard me and didn’t go away, I assume you enjoyed this, didn’t you? Do you like hearing your best friend moan your name? Because I would love to.”

Jinyoung

You entered the hallway to Jaebum’s studio, only to hear you best friend’s voice arguing with the leader, who was getting clearly annoyed with him.

“It’s fine, Jinyoung. Just tell her! You’ll see.”

“Hyung, you don’t get it. It’s driving me crazy! I don’t even know if she likes me! I came here for advice and you’re not helping me at all!” 

You didn’t want to interrupt their argument, so you waited outside with the snacks you brought for them. It was so weird, hearing them like that. They would hardly ever have talks like this, so you wondered why Jinyoung seemed so irritated. Until you hear them say it clearly.

“It’s just… I can’t do this anymore. She’s always on my mind, but I can’t do anything about it! I even imagine her when I have to do kiss scenes for dramas…”

“She’s your best friend, I’m sure it won’t ruin your friendship if it doesn’t work out! Just tell her when she gets here okay?”

You hear a small m’kay before you decided to push the door and walk in, not really thinking about anything but the fact that he liked you back. You definitely weren’t thinking when you rushed to him to plant a small kiss to his lips.

“Listen to Jaebum for once. Of course I love you, idiot.”

Youngjae

You sent the meme you had been laughing at to the group chat. As expected, Jackson and Bambam were the first ones to answer, spamming emojis and even more memes. Yugyeom even sent a video of him recreating it and you could hear Youngjae’s signature laugh in the room next to you. 

He had came back to the dorm from an appointment and he kept singing “Lullaby” without any restraints, so you figured he didn’t know you were there. You goofed around with the boys for a few minutes before settling on reading a book you started earlier that week and didn’t have time to finish. 

You loved hearing him, so you simply listened to his sweet voice while you read. Somewhere around the 150th page, he stopped and you hear him softly humming to “Confession song”. You were surprised to hear him slightly change the lyrics.

“I love you, baby I, I love you…I love you, (y/n) I, I love you”

He giggled shyly right after and you suddenly felt the urge to let him know that you were there. Upon entering his room, you smiled as he looked back to you, startled.

“Oh, uh…hello (y/n)! Did you…? Of course you heard. Well, this is a weird way to announce it to you, but I’ve been wanting to tell you this for a long time now…Now you know, I guess…”

Bambam

You knew you should have never said yes to that game as the bottle spun around. Especially after seeing how disheveled Jinyoung’s was after coming back from the closet, Jaebum following him with a smug look. You had been lucky enough not to get picked until now and you secretly hoped the game would stop before the bottle pointed at you. 

“Aaaaaaaand…….Bam! It’s your turn! I’m curious now, who’s going to be the unlucky fool that will have to go with him?” Yugyeom laughed as his friend pushed him. 

“Unlucky??? Let me remind you that I have the best lips around here!”

His false offended tone made everyone chuckle as they encouraged him to spin the bottle again. You heart stopped when it stilled, pointing directly at you. You saw a small smile forming on Bambam’s lips.

“Well? We’re not going to wait forever, get in there you two!” 

After Jackson closed the door, you stood awkwardly, not knowing what to do. It was your best friend who talked first. 

“(Y/n)…since it’s kinda, you know, the whole point of the game…would you mind if I…kiss you?” He sounded abnormally shy, his cocky appearance disapearing.

 As you took his hands in yours, giving him the confidence to lean in and connect your lips, you realized how long you had been waiting for this. You wrapped you arms around is neck and he backed you up against the closet wall. As the kiss became more and more heated, you were certain that it was exactly what he was thinking too.

Yugyeom

Your eyes were glued on him as he danced around the studio. The way he moved with such power and precision blew you away every time you came here with him. You were hyping him up during the entire routine and clapped when he ended the dance, complimenting him on how smoother his movements had became over the past few weeks.

“I can’t believe how much you improved, Gyeomie! You’re going to have to teach me how you do it!” You spoke your last words with a pinch of humor, but he took our hand and tugged you from your chair. 

“You always say that but you never actually dance with me! Come on! Wait, let me put on some music…” He put his playlist on shuffle before getting back next to you. 

“Just one song and I’ll never bother you again! Please, (y/n).”

You faked a sigh before beginning to move to the tropical beat that played through the speakers. You enjoyed this song and let go, dancing freely to the music. It took you a while to realize that he seemed very interested by the movement of your hips. You decided to tease him a little.

“What a way to look at your friend…is there something between us that I should be aware of?” Your choked back your smile when he took a step toward you and answered with the most serious look on his face.

“You should be aware that your dancing is making it very hard for me be a good friend and not hold those hips to back you up against that mirror.”

The only response you could word out was “But what if I want you to?”

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summary: you and john argue about something petty. he proceeds to fuck you into the floor.

warnings: smut, HATE SEX, oral sex m receiving, fingering, unprotected sex, arguments, pettiness, dirty talk, use of “good girl”, john cheating on his wife, etc etc etc

word count: 2.5k

a/n: *john mulaney voice* okay okay okay okay okay okay

please do not read this fic and assume that i am a john walker apologist. if you’ve been following my blog, you’ll know that i DESPISE john walker and everything he stands for, but at the same time…this is dedicated to all the people who found his descent into madness hot, i wrote this fic instead of going to therapy

(and i should really go to therapy)

so uh if this flops i was never here

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his first handjob

soft smut

y.j.g + fem!reader

a/n : some people are NOT going to like this but if you don’t feel comfortable reading this, PLEASE do not read and DON’T INTERACT. I write for those who want to read this, and yes, Jeongin is old enough for smut, so please, if you don’t see him in any sexual way, just avoid this. thank you.

Jeongin’s eyes sparkled as he watched an intense scene on the laptop as you both watched a movie. Maybe he wasn’t experienced, but what’s so wrong seeing two people making out? Why’d he look away? Could it be because you were there with him?

You paused the movie.

“Jeongin, why did you look away?”

“I don’t know” he chuckled, turning to you. His ears were burning red along with his cheeks. Oh my gosh, he’s so shy.

“Is it because you’re shy, flustered, or is it because I’m here?” 

He swallowed thickly as he looked down at his lap, trying to think of an answer. One half of him told him to lie, pretend that he’s just not comfortable, while the other half of him told him to go ahead and tell you the truth. He was thinking carefully because once he has decided, there will be no turning back.

“Everything that you’ve mentioned” he blurted out, slapping himself in his head for saying what he really didn’t want to say. Or did he? The need was too agonizing after all.

Your eyes widened and you smiled, taking his hand in yours. It was bigger so yours fit just perfectly. Jeongin’s eyes turned to the intertwined hands, then, to your eyes.

“Listen… I know you’re not experienced. Do you want me to change that?”

He blinks “But are you ready?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t go straight to hopping on you. I will just help you with your frustration this time. How does that sound?” you bit your lip shyly, not noticing how your palm was already laid on his soft thigh.

Jeongin hesitated for a bit but accepted your offer and nodded, receiving a loving kiss from you.

You pushed the laptop further to the end of the bed and laid on your side, wrapping your leg around Jeongin’s. He watched each and every move of yours carefully, his hands shaking and eyes watering at the thought of experiencing something that his hormones were wilding for.

Slowly, but with desire, you untied the laces of his sweatpants, pulling them down as Jeongin lifted his hips. Planting kisses just above his boxers you heard his inhale sharply, and you looked over to make sure you can keep going. Jeongin nodded and you nodded back at him, continuing to rile him up.

Palming him through the boxers you massaged it a bit, pulling his underwear down carefully to expose his semi-hard length. Jeongin looked so cute yet so concentrated, you couldn’t help but smile at the way both excitement and need showed on his face.

You took his shaft in your hand and spread the pre-cum all over the tip and a bit under it, small whimpers escaping his mouth as you touched him mildly. While massaging his length, you lifted yourself up and propped yourself on your elbow, leaning in to kiss Jeongin. He moaned in your mouth and cupped your face gently, adding tongue to the lustful kiss.

“Can you go faster?” he suddenly pleaded, staring right into your glistening eyes. You hummed a yes and circled your wrist faster, adoring how Jeongin frowned, his lips parted and his lip was drawn in between his teeth. He looked so beautiful, you wondered why he has never asked you to do this to help him. Gosh, Jeongin being shy is the sweetest thing.

His hips shook and hands gripped on the bedsheets when he caught his high. And to be fair, Jeongin sounded so nice moaning your name, it made you want to hear that non-stop. The way he moaned was adorable yet hot, melodious and memorable.

You kissed him again “How was it?”

“It… It was very good. Thank you” his cheeks reddened as he smiled and it made you giggle.

“You’re the cutest”

Fire In The Water — Jasper Hale

TW: smut, language, etc.

Requested: Jasper pulling you into the schools bathroom because he’s horny and he gets pleasure out of making you feel good so he starts to kiss your neck and puts his thigh between your legs making you grind against him 😏😏

Additional info: (Fem!Human!Reader) thigh riding, sub/dom vibes, praise, light choking, jasper is fucking needy for you lol

I'll fix any spelling mistakes later xo

Word Count: (idk I forgot to type this on my laptop and I'm too lazy to copy and paste rn lmfao I'll add it later though <3)

(Song inspired)

Jasper couldn't keep his hands to himself today. Ever since this morning, when you got ready for school - he kept pulling you back to bed to kiss all over you, mostly your neck and jawline.

"Jasper, we need to go. We're gonna be late."

"Five more minutes."

He then continued to lower his kisses until he eventually settled himself between your legs. Jasper always got off to your moans so he wasted no time on tasting you, devouring you hungrily and selfishly.

You tried pushing him away after you came once - your body couldn't handle a second one so early in the day, his skills overwhelming.

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It's no different right now. Jasper is sitting with you in class - all the way in the back. Thankfully, no one could see what he was doing to you.

His hand rested on your thigh innocently for about ten minutes before he started to rub your clothed inner thigh, his golden eyes looking down at you - Jasper smirked when you inhaled sharply and crossed your legs. You were aroused and dripping within minutes.

Jasper focused on your heartbeat and how it went faster the higher his hand went. Your hips bucked slightly and you sighed; today wasn't going to be necessarily boring but it's going to drive you crazy, you've never seen Jasper act so needy, especially in public. And honestly, he didn't understand why he felt so lustful towards you to the point of touching you around other people - maybe the risk of getting caught excited him or maybe he just needs an intense stress relief. He can only do so much at school so he is already planning what to do when he takes you home later.

First period passed painfully slow for Jasper. When the bell finally dismissed the students, he followed you with preying eyes; never allowing you to have personal space. Even at your locker he stood behind you - venom pooling in the back of his dry throat. He swallows and tries waiting with patience but today he had none.

Jasper slammed your locker shut and before you could ask him why he did that or ask if he was angry - he grasped your wrist and pulled you into a bathroom meant for one person only; the teachers were the only ones allowed to use it but he didn't care. Jasper locked the door after shoving you inside in a hurry.

You hold onto your books tightly, heart pounding and chest heaving. You're somewhat uncomfortable from the smallest dose of fear but that fear also fueled the lust.

Jasper swiftly walked over to you - your back is pressed against the cold wall and he grabs your hands, pulling your books out of your anxious grip - they fall to the floor with a loud smack.

You hold eye contact with him and feel yourself slipping into a submissive headspace. His eyes are no longer golden; they're pitch black with desire and full of instinctual qualities, preying on you like an animal in the woods.

Jasper closes the gap with a surprisingly soft kiss. One of his hands cup your face, tilting his head to kiss you deeper, adding more passion and growling against your lips. "I love you."

You shiver at his lowered voice. It's almost raspy and it sends your body into waves of heat. Although the wall behind is cold - and even though he is similar to ice, your skin is on fire. Your body reacts differently from your mind.

Jasper always had a way to be soft during his dominant moments. He always tells you he loves you and that you're perfection. Jasper is genuinely a gentleman and keeps your mind away from thinking negatively; he never wants you to feel as if your body is the only thing he enjoys about and craves. It's you - all of you.

He pulls away to let you breathe. You gasp and sigh shakily, legs trembling and struggling to keep you standing. "I love you too, Jas."

Jasper then goes silent. He watches your body fall apart from lust and he licks his lips before pressing his chest directly onto yours. You can feel the coldness of his lips and breath near your ear and eventually your neck. He kisses you tenderly, closing his eyes to focus on your pulse. He can feel it; hear it coursing through your veins rapidly. It's dangerous for him to be so close but both of you trust each other.

He won't hurt you. You won't push him away. The relationship with Jasper is unbreakable and will never be attacked from the outside. There's so much trust, loyalty, love - Everything is heightened and it almost burns in the most beautiful way. He's such a darkened creature who has fallen in love with someone so innocent and sometimes he feels oddly satisfied about it. Jasper would never admit to having some sort of corruption kink; he doesn't want his intentions to be painted with a false layer of color. In all honesty, Jasper simply takes pleasure in knowing he's all you know.

Times like this have you questioning if he feels satisfied sexually - Jasper has a tendency to get you off multiple times while he remains untouchable and unreadable. He's told you before that he loves making you feel good and that seeing you get wrapped up in pleasure urges him to let go with you. But no matter how many times he explained that - you're confused.

Jasper pulls away just enough to look into your eyes and you nod - giving him more reassurance and consent. Another thing he never forgets even when completely owning you; he needs your approval several times.

After you silently say yes and plead with your eyes, he carefully lifts you up so you're barely touching the floor. The only thing keeping you stable is his thigh - placed between your legs.

The sensation of your soaked underwear and pulsing clit rubbing against his thigh is enough to make you worry about moaning too loud. Jasper obviously senses your anxiety and chuckles softly, kissing your lips once before grasping your throat and squeezing; not hard enough to hurt or cut off too much air flow. Jasper perfectly captures your throat with his ice cold hand to silence you. Only heavy breathing and a pounding heart can be heard.

Wordlessly, your body responds. You start slow, grinding almost shyly. Jasper quietly moans into your ear, not holding himself back. He truly gains a large amount of pleasure in this and he wants you to know that. And just like he predicted, you move with more confidence after hearing his heavenly moans and growls.

All that matters right now is the two of you. No one from outside can pull you out of this trance. Jasper guides your hips whenever your pace falters, he knows you're close and wants to help you claim your orgasm. You breathe heavily into the crook of his neck; he groans at the sound.

You start moving erratically, squirming with uncontrollable pleasure. Whimpers and muffled moans escape your mouth and faintly echo. Jasper can't gain control of his own desires and effortlessly holds you up to take your place against the wall - when you crash into him with an impatient whine, he slides down while holding your hips, moving you to sit directly onto his lap - you can easily feel how hard he is, the bulge in his pants desperate for a release.

Jasper's hands slide their way up and under your shirt, caressing your bare skin with urgency and bucks his hips against yours. You wrap one arm around his neck as the other stabilizes yourself by pressing your palm flat onto the wall behind him. It's taking all the self control in the world to hold back moans. He hears your heart skip beats frequently and feels the damp spot on his lap get warmer and larger. Jasper clings to your body and grabs the back of your neck to pull you away from hiding. He then kissed you hungrily yet lovingly, muffling both his and your moans successfully.

You pull away unexpectedly when your pleasure reaches it's peak and gasp, squeezing his cold body for some sort of composure. Jasper grips your waist again with more force and controls your movements since you can't anymore.

"There you go, Darlin. Let go, I got you." He mumbled deeply with sincerity, topped with a teasing undertone knowing damn well you loved it and craved his praise.

You try saying his name but all that comes out is unsteady breathing and high pitched whines. Jasper allows you to hide into his chest and he holds you there tightly, reaching his own climax shortly after yours. He always makes you cum first - it's both flattering and embarrassing. Finishing so quickly makes you shy away from his touch sometimes but he fucking loves it. There's just something about you - his mate, losing control and becoming a moaning mess all because of him.

A few minutes pass and you're now slower, barely moving your hips in attempt to ride it out smoothly, still whimpering and clinging onto him. He rubs your back and kisses your neck affectionately, whispering into your ear again. "You're such a good girl, Darlin.. Thank you."

Jasper's praise can sound more like teasing but deep down you know he means it, especially when he says thank you. No matter what happened; even if he did all the work - Jasper thanked you for trusting him enough to have you so intimately and for allowing him to enjoy it too. Jasper never puts his pleasure first.

"I love you." He tells you sincerely, kissing your flushed cheeks and lips delicately.

"I love you more." You whisper in return. Your body is so drained from energy now and honestly you don't want to go back to class.

Jasper felt your tiredness and smiled softly at you - casually fixing your shirt to cover you back up, as always. "Wanna go home?"

"Yes. I need a shower and nap. You make me so tired it's not even funny." The laugh you let out involuntarily goes against your words.

Jasper chuckled and carefully stood up, holding onto your waist - he's feeling clingy. An hour ago in class he wanted to ruin you but now he just wants to hold you while you nap.

And he did exactly that. Jasper drove you home and snuck into your room to lay on your bed, snuggling with you under the covers and sharing innocent kisses, randomly having conversations until you fell asleep to the sound of his voice. Jasper kept himself perfectly still and rubbed your back, played with your hair, traced your skin with his cold fingers and kisses your head, mumbling softly on how much he loves you. Jasper knows you can't hear him but the waves of pure adoration and love he sends you is enough; even when sleeping, you feel completely safe and warm all because of him.

With a touch so cold as his you can't help but to burn like a candle from all the passion.

Prom? (Elvis Presley x Reader)

summary: Elvis and reader are in high school together but are constantly annoying one another (Enemies to lovers?)

word count: 3.8k

warnings: Explicit/Mature (NSFW, 18+)

I was walking down the hallway of our high school when I heard heavy footsteps pounding behind me as someone ran down the hallway.

“Y/N!” Elvis sang, jumping in front of me, halting my steps. He had his grin on full display.

I rolled my eyes “Yes, Presley?” 

“Go to prom with me.” 

I scoffed, shaking my head at him “No.” 

I side stepped him and continued walking.

“Why not?” He pouted, walking next to me.

“Aren’t you dating Dixie?” I hissed at him “Shouldn’t you take her to prom?”

“I’ll break up with her if you want doll.” He smirked.

I pushed his shoulder “No! That poor girl!”

“She won’t care.”

“She loves you. And we’re late for class!” I pushed him into our Math classroom.

“I see Mr. Presley has a bad influence on you Miss L/N! You’re both late, take a seat.” Mr. Sanders said as we walked in together. 

Elvis sat down and grinned, pointing at the seat next to him.

“You wish.” I mouthed to him and went to sit next to my friend Rachel. 

Elvis and I weren’t friends by any means but he’s been one of my classmates since freshman year and we were both seniors now. I think his favorite pastime was annoying me because he’s been doing it ever since. 

“Your test scores! Some good, some very bad.” Mr. Sanders said as he started passing out our test papers. 

I smiled seeing the A+ on mine. I looked at Elvis when I saw him put head now down and slam it softly against the desk. I couldn’t help but feel bad for him, he probably got a bad grade. 

The bell rang, dismissing the students and the professor but Elvis stayed with his head on his desk.

“You coming?” Rachel asked.

“Yeah, you go ahead.” I replied.

I picked up my back, swinging it over my shoulder and walked towards Elvis.

“Hey.” I said softly, placing my hand on his shoulder.

He slowly lifted his head up and looked at me “I failed.”

I sighed and sat next to him, taking the paper from him and looking over at his answers. 

“Y/N, if I fail the final I’m not going to graduate.” He said and went to slam his forehead back on the table but I put my hand on the desk so that he wouldn’t hurt his head. 

“Why are you being nice to me?” He asked, lifting his head back up again.

“I’m always nice to you.” I lied, biting back a smile.

Elvis chuckled and shook his head at me.

“There’s that smile!” I poked his cheek.

His cheeks flushed, turning dark red when I poked him.

“I’ll tell you what, to show you how nice I am to you. I will help you prepare for the final and make sure you have enough points to graduate.” 

His eyes softened as he looked at me “You’ll do that for me?” 

I shrugged “If you stay sad about your grades then who’s gonna annoy me every day?” 

He grinned “I knew you loved it!”

I laughed and got out of my seat “You wish Presley!”

“My place?” He asked. 

“Sure. Give me your address.” 

“Now I can tell everyone I’m taking Y/N home.” He winked. 

“You know what, you can forget it.” I replied, starting to walk away when he grabbed my hand.

“Wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry.” He laughs, squeezing my hand. 

I felt electricity shoot up my hand from him grabbing me and we both let go as if it just zapped us. 

I cleared my throat “I’ll see you after school.” I mumbled and left. 

I didn’t dislike Elvis, I actually thought he was cute and had a really nice voice but we were constantly annoying each other and trying to top one another. He had changed so much, he used to be so shy. He still is but not with me, he’s definitely outspoken when he’s with me. Always asking me out on dates or leaning in to kiss my cheeks just for a laugh. I swear I wanted to strangle him sometimes. 

Later that evening I took my father’s car and headed for Elvis’ place. I knocked on the door and waited.

“I got it!” I heard Elvis yell, followed by loud footsteps of someone running “Hey.” He grinned once he opened the door. 

I smiled “Ready to have the worst tutor you’ve ever had?” 

He laughed, opening the door wider for me to walk in “Definitely the prettiest tutor I’ve ever had.” He smirked leaning against the door frame.

“Shut up Presley.” I shoved his shoulder, biting back a smile. 

As I walked in Elvis’ mom walked out of the kitchen and smiled once she saw me.

“Hi, you must be Y/N! Elvis talks about you all the time!” She said and pulled me in for a hug.

“Mom.” Elvis grumbled.

I laughed and hugged her back “I bet its all bad things.”

“Thank you for helping my son out, that’s very kind of you.” She said once she pulled away from the hug. 

“I’ll make sure he’s right next to me at graduation.” I smiled. 

“Okay, come on. Let’s go to my room.” Elvis said, grabbing my hand and pulling me towards his room. There’s that electricity again, it felt so weird but I pretended like I didn’t feel anything.

“It was nice meeting you Mrs. Presley.” I said, as Elvis pulled me with him.

“Call me Gladys, honey.” She smiled and walked back to the kitchen. 

“Can we make out now?” Elvis asked, once he shut his bedroom door.

I grinned, wanting to mess with him. I walked towards him and placed a hand on his chest “I’ve been waiting for you to say that.”

“What?” He asked, looking at me with wide eyes and a gaping mouth. 

“In your dreams Presley. Now, where’s your Math book?” I said, leaning back from him. 

He pouted and pulled out his book from his backpack. We sat on the floor and I pulled out his midterms to see his weak points. 

We worked on solving some problems for the next two hours, Gladys coming in to bring us snacks and drinks every once in a while. 

“Okay, last question for today. Very important because you didn’t get any points on it on the midterm.”

“Finally.” Elvis replied.

“What? Are you not having fun hanging out with me Presley?” I teased. 

“Oh I’ve imagined you in my bedroom a thousand times but not like this.” He replied.

“How do you imagine me in your bedroom?” I raised my eyebrow.

He grinned and crawled over to me “I imagine you naked, under me.” He whispered, his face so close to mine. His hands on either side of my body. 

I leaned forward and whispered in his ear, his scent hitting me hard. He smelt so good and manly “Do you imagine me instead of Dixie?” 

Elvis grunted, releasing a breath. 

“Now can we go back to this so that I can go home?” I said, pushing him away from me.

Elvis cleared his throat and went back to siting next to me while I explained the last problem.

I explained the problem and asked him if he got it, without looking up at him.

I turned to look at him to see him staring at me intently with his mouth slightly open.

“Presley.” I said.

He nodded.

“Hey.” I said and waved a hand in front of his face.

“Huh?” He asked, blinking and refocusing.

“Did you get it?”

“Uh, no. Can you repeat it?” He asked.

“Yeah, pay attention.” 

Elvis and I spent the next couple of months with the same routine. I would come over twice a week and tutor him. He stopped flirting as much and we had actually started becoming friends, I enjoyed hanging out with him but I think I started developing a crush on him. However, I would never do anything to pursue because he had a girlfriend and it was unfair to Dixie. Even my best friend Rachel started teasing me about my newfound friendship with Elvis saying that I never hated him and never found him annoying. She said we’re meant to be and it’s going to happen eventually. I told her she was insane and nothing could ever happen between Elvis and me. Obviously I didn’t tell her about my crush but I know Elvis does not look at me like that. 

“Are you sure you don’t want to go to prom with me? You know I’m a good dancer.” Elvis said leaning next to my locker. 

“Oh I’ve seen how you dance.” I replied, taking my books out of my locker. 

“So you agree?!”

“Yeah, I’m not blind.” I smirked, looking at him. 

“Does it make you want to throw your drenched panties at me?” He smirked, leaning closer to me. 

“I don’t even dare to wear panties to your performances because they’re ruined the moment I see you.” I replied, batting my eyelashes. 

Elvis squeezed his eyes shut and tilted his head back, grunting “Fuck doll, don’t say things like that.” He rasped. 

I laughed, shutting my locker and walked away from him. 

“Seriously though, are you going with someone?” He asked, running up to catch up to me. 

“Yup.” I replied.

“Really?” He asked, sounding slightly upset.

I furrowed my brows and looked at him, why was he upset.

“Who’s the unlucky guy?” He asked. 

“I might go with my friend Rachel, if she doesn't find a date.” I replied, rolling my eyes. Rachel most probably was going with someone.

“Oh poor Y/N, can’t get a guy to take you to prom?” Elvis pouted, poking my cheek.

I frowned and smacked his hand away “I can get any guy, I just don’t want to.”

“Oh really?” 

“Yeah. You want me to prove it?” I asked him, stopping in the middle of the hallway. 

“No.” He frowned “You don’t need to prove it. I believe you.” 

“No, it’s fine.” I smiled at him “I can prove it.”

“Y/N. I believe you.” Elvis growled. 

I looked around and spotted one of Elvis’ friends Reiner. He was cute and I used to have a small crush on him. 

“Oh look, there’s cute Reiner.” I smirked, pointing at Reiner where he stood by his locker “Do you think he’d like to go to prom with me?”I smiled sweetly. 

“Y/N. I was kidding.” He said. 

“Hey Reiner!” I called out.

“Y/N. Stop.” Elvis said, scowling. He gripped my arm when I went to walk to Reiner. 

I shrugged his hand off and walked towards Reiner. 

“Hey Y/N.” Reiner smiled “What’s going on?”

“Are you going with anyone to prom?” I asked. Praying he didn’t already have a date because it would be so embarrassing to have to face Elvis after that. 

“Uh no.” He smiled, scratching the back of his neck.

“Do you want to go with me?” 

“Um.” Reiner hesitated, looking back at Elvis “He’s gonna kill me.” He muttered more to himself which made me frown.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing! I would love to be your date!” Reiner grinned. 

I looked back at Elvis and grinned. Elvis clenched his jaw and stormed off. 

I had to let Rachel know that I was going with Reiner which she was so excited about because she knew about my previous crush on him, she wasn’t upset whatsoever especially since a guy from our grade ended up asking her to prom. Reiner and I matched our prom outfits with one another. I wore an emerald green poofy dress that reached right above my ankle while Reiner wore a black tuxedo with the same shade of green tie. 

“Hey.” I smiled at Reiner when he came to pick me up.

“Wow. You look amazing, Y/N.” He smiled. 

“Thank you. You look good!” I opened the door wider for him “Come in, we’ll take some pictures and head out.” 

Dad ended up giving him a shake down to make sure no shenanigans were going to happen which he had nothing to worry about, I wasn’t about to lose my virginity to a guy I barely know. 

We walked in and right away I spotted Elvis with Dixie, he looked so handsome. He wore a pink suit and it was really cute. For some reason, him wearing pink made him way more attractive to me. I know if any other guy would’ve done that, they wouldn’t be able to pull it off. I felt guilt and jealousy creep onto my chest once I saw him dancing with Dixie. I shouldn’t have flirted with him when I knew he was with someone else. I felt like a horrible person because I knew if someone did that with my boyfriend I would be furious. Technically, flirting was considered cheating. 

Elvis and I made eye contact and quickly looked away from each other.

“Let’s dance?” Reiner asked, stretching his hand out to me. 

“Yeah.” I breathed and forced a smile on my face. 

Here I am, dancing with a sweet guy but my thoughts kept drifting back to the devil with ocean blue eyes. 

Elvis and I avoided each other the entire night, choosing to only hang out with Rachel and her date. Reiner would also go to his friends and come back to us. Just as Reiner walked off to go to the bathroom, a slow song started playing. 

“Can I dance with you doll?” I heard Elvis’ voice float from behind me.

I turned and smiled “Sure.” 

He smiled back and wrapped his arms around my waist while I wrapped my arms around his neck. I loved the feel of his strong arms around my waist.

“Are you mad at me?” I asked him after a little while. 

“No.” He sighed. 

“You look beautiful by the way.” He said, looking sincere “The most beautiful girl actually.” 

I smiled slightly, looking into his blue eyes which made my heart race. I couldn’t help but glance down at his pouty lips. 

“Elvis.” I sighed “We can’t flirt with one another, even though its all jokes.”

Elvis frowned “Who said its jokes?”

“Look, it’s not fair for Dixie.” 

“Dixie and I broke up.” He sighed.

“What?” I looked at him with wide eyes “Just now?” My heart sped up in excitement.

“Yeah.”

“Why?” I asked “I mean sorry, you don’t have to answer that.”

“She’s not the one I want. I want someone else.” He replied, his arms tightening slightly around my waist.

His words felt like a punch to the gut and my heart hurt with the thought of him pining over another girl.

“Can I cut in?” Reiner said, coming into view.

“No.” Elvis replied.

“Dude, she’s my date.” Reiner replied. 

“So?” Elvis scoffed, his hands still around my waist “You asked a question, I answered.”

“The question was directed to Y/N. Not you.” Reiner growled. 

“Presley. It’s okay.” I smiled softly at him and whispered to him, making sure Reiner couldn’t hear “Go look for that girl you want and dance with her.”

Elvis gulped and reluctantly let go of my waist. I saw sadness and hurt flash in his eyes. Was the girl he wanted with someone else? 

Elvis walked away with his head down as Reiner took his place. I kept my eyes on Elvis as he walked to drinks table and sipped on a cup of punch. Slowly Reiner leaned in to kiss me. I leaned back and cleared my throat “Um, I’m sorry Reiner. I-I have to go.” I said when saw Elvis walk out of the gym. 

I ran after Elvis but when I reached the parking lot, he was already gone. I sighed and went to a payphone calling home for my dad to come pick me up. 

We had a few weeks before our maths final and Elvis was kind of avoiding me. He would leave class early and show up late so I didn’t have the chance to see him. 

I instead went to his house and knocked on the door. 

Gladys opened the door and smiled warmly when she saw me.

“Hi Gladys.” I smiled “Is Elvis here?” 

“Yeah, come on in.”

“Elvis! Y/N, is here!” She called out while I waited in the living room for him.

“Hey.” He said, walking out of his room “What are you doing here?” 

“To study?”

He shook his head “Don’t worry about it. You don’t need to tutor me anymore.”

“But we only have a few weeks left.” I frowned. 

“It’s okay, you’re off the hook Y/N.” He said and started to walk away.

“Hey!” I said and grabbed his hand “Come on. You can do it, I believe in you Elvis.”

He turned and looked at me with a shocked expression “What?”

“What?” I asked him, confused.

“You called me Elvis.” He smiled softly, his demeanor changing.

“Would you prefer if I called you Presley?” I asked.

“No.” He shook his head “I like hearing my name on your tongue.” 

I chuckled and shook my head at him “Can we go study now, Elvis?”

“Fine.” Elvis rolled his eyes with a smile on his face. 

The day before the exam, we ended up pulling an all nighter. I was on his bed while he was siting on the floor.

“Okay, I’ll give you 30 minutes to complete the practice test.” I said, he nodded and started solving. I was lying down on his bed and closed my eyes just to rest my eyes because I was exhausted. I ended up falling asleep while Elvis solved the math problems. 

I yawned, my eyes fluttering open. I frowned, my eyes roaming around to see where I was. Then I spotted Elvis asleep next to me, his arm over my waist, cuddling into my back. 

“What the hell!” I exclaimed and slapped his arm, getting up and off the bed. 

“Ouch!” He mumbled, slowly opening his eyes.

“What the hell are you doing Elvis!” I said and checked the time, it was 3AM. My parents are so going to kill me but I told them I might pull an all nighter to study and that they shouldn’t worry because both Gladys and Vernon were home. 

“You were on the floor solving the practice questions!” 

Elvis sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes “Yeah and when I was done you were asleep, you looked too peaceful and cute. I didn't dare to wake you up.” Elvis shrugged. 

“Okay, how did you end up on the bed next to me?” I asked, placing my hands on my hips.

“I was cold.” He shrugged, smiling sheepishly. 

I rolled my eyes and took a seat on the floor “I’ll check your answers and then I’ll leave if its good. I think we studied enough.”

“Are you ready?” I asked him as we stood outside of the classroom right before going in to take our maths final.

“No.” He said, slightly shaking.

“Hey.” I said and held both of his hands. He looked at our hands and looked back up at me, his eyes slightly glazed with nerves “You got this! I believe in you and you did so well on the practice questions.” 

“Really?” He asked, squeezing my hands. 

“Yeah. Come on, let’s go in.” I said. 

He gripped my hands tighter when I went to pull my hands “Will we still be friends after this?”

“Huh?” 

“I mean now that you don’t have to tutor me. Will I still see you?” He asked.

“Of course Elvis. I hope you consider me as your friend, because I certainly do.” I smiled at him.

“Okay good.” He smiled back “Let’s go in.” 

Elvis and I compared answers after the final and I think he did well if I did well because we had the same answers. We got our grades later that week. As we were leaving the class, the professor handed us our grades.

“What did you get?” I asked Elvis, waiting for him on the side of the hallway.

“I got an A! I’m graduating!” He grinned and pulled me into a hug.

I laughed and hugged him back while he twirled me around.

“I wouldn’t have been able to do this without you.” He smiled softly, placing me on the floor but keeping his hands around my waist. 

I smiled and rubbed my hands up his arms “I’m so proud of you Elvis.”

“Go out with me.” He blurted. 

“I don’t know if you’re kidding or not.” I replied, talking slowly.

“I’m not.” He replied, tightening his arms around my waist “Please go out with me. I’ve been in love with you the moment I saw you, freshman year.”

I looked at him with wide eyes, my mouth gaping open.

“No girl had ever come close to making me feel what I feel when I see you, or when I touch you. I want to be around you all the time Y/N.” 

“Elvis-“ I started, feeling very overwhelmed with what he said. My heart was beating out of my chest. 

“Please.” He pleaded, his eyes filling with tears “Just one date.” 

I cupped his cheeks and smashed my lips onto his. He pulled me into him, closer while I wrapped my arms around his neck, playing with the little hairs on the nape of his neck. 

“I might have just been pretending to be annoyed by you Elvis.” I whispered over his lips.

He grinned “I knew it.” He said and kissed me again. 

“Did you know that I have a crush on you?” I asked him once we pulled away.

“You had a crush on me?!” He looked at me bewildered. 

I laughed “God we’re idiots.” 

“Kiss me again. I don’t think I’ll ever get over your lips.” Elvis said and pulled me back into him.

“So you’ll go out with me?” He asked.

“No.” I smirked, kissing him while he laughed over my lips.