ddmmyuta

hi I'm ddmmyuta! I post NCT & ITZY fics. You're all precious, pls take care of yourself!

[ddmmyuta]

hello sexy people!

I’m ddmmyuta and I post random fics and stories about NCT and ITZY.

❣️little bit about me: I got into Kpop in 2018, the first song I heard was ‘Ddu-Du Ddu-Du’ by the queens known as BlackPink. Every since then I started stanning Kpop groups left and right starting with Itzy in 2019 and I only started stanning NCT in 2020 during ‘Kick It’ era. I also love SNSD, T-Ara, Kara, After School, BlackPink, Twice…yeah the only bg I like is NCT lmao. I’m currently producing music professionally with the intent of one day producing for major artists (I’ve produced for some indie artists). I am a cat lady and a only child who just tries to be as respectful towards others as possible and tries my best to ignore negativity.

🖤THINGS YOU NEED TO KNOW BEFORE READING, REQUEST OR FOLLOWING:

I am a busy little shit so uploads won’t be regular. This is a safe space, so no hate towards anyone or anything! My stories are fictional so if you believe this stuff actually happens in real life… it doesn’t! We try to keep it PG, but once in a while a story needs spice and therefore there will be some NSFW moments but every post will have warnings beforehand. Requests are open to anyone so feel free to request the most random ass thing you can come up with. And lastly, if you just want to message me and chat, feel free to do so, I’d love to communicate with you if you need someone to chat with!

anyways… enjoy this mediocre, Y2K, floptok inspired kpop fic site!

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[ddmmyuta]

at the end of the day, men will be men... taeil included. if he ever releases an apology and any of you even think of forgiving him, I hope karma hits you hard! he committed a crime that ruined someone's life. the severity of his crime can't be fixed with a therapy session, the victim lost her innocence, dignity, privacy, wellbeing and her soul because of his actions.

his fellow members unfollowing him doesn't mean they are "feminist"... it's the fucking bare minimum. for all we know they could be involved or have known about his crimes.

also a quick reminder for taeil stans who think their oppa can't do anything wrong... always defend the victim, the liar, the clout chaser rather than a CRIMINAL! his case is so severe that SM kicked him, that there weren't even rumours circulating, because he is guilty. nothing can save him now, the definition of fuck around and find out!

as someone who's been sexually ass**lted and had most of her childhood occupied by trying to build a normal relationship with intimacy (which still hasn't happened, no wonder I write smut), this reminds me of every woman that has been served with this injustice. we don't get defended, we don't win, we don't get rewarded no matter the outcome of the situation. we are frowned upon, shamed, degraded and humiliated because of what happened. we are seen as "easy" and filthy, we live with the burden of what was inflicted upon us. we will always be viewed as "asking for it"... no matter the severity of the crime, the victim never wins, never heals completely and never moves on despite trying their best.

if you or someone you know are struggling with ptsd from being sexually ass**lted, har**sed or r**ed, please follow the link below:

Find Help and Support There is a national network of community-based rape crisis centers and local organizations who support the needs of se

please stay safe...

[ddmmyuta]

I have a confession

hey... *awkward silence*... it's me ddmmyuta lol, long time no see! so the reason I haven't been active for like almost a year is because:

I was busy with college and stuff

I HAVE A MASSIVE CRUSH ON THIS BOY!

I feel ashamed to say it but this man is soooo FINE! I even like him more than Yuta... I feel like I'm betraying the nctzen community and yuta stans as a whole by admitting that I love another man. it's been around 8 months since I started liking this guy and he is so NICE! he smells good, he has the body of a greek god, he treats me nicely and he takes good care of himself and the people around him... husband material! this is like my first BIG crush to the point where the crush is so big I would let him run me over with his car! maybe because I've been super delusional about this man, but something tells me he likes me too! he gives me very VERY tight hugs, he looks at me when I'm not looking, he always sits next to me or join my conversations and he compliments me every time I see him... I'm literally gonna cry, I need this man so bad!

Sooo, uhm... I was wondering if you guys can give me advice on how to ask him out or confess my feelings? Should I wait for him to make a move or should I be a brave princess and just spontaneously make out with him? Suggestions are welcome!

[ddmmyuta]

Can I request a Yuta Nakamoto best friend smut? With female reader...

-🫣anon

I like your hands…

yuta x afab reader

warnings (wtf are you doing on smut tumblr as a minor?): smut, friends turned situationship, more smut, hand kink…

it was finally the weekend after a week that felt like a month! you needed to chill, take a breath, get some needed sleep, meditate… but that wasn’t going to happen, for you were going to a concert that evening. not that you minded… you were going to watch your best friend Yuta perform live, something you have always wanted to witness. but before that you had to do grown-up stuff… like shower and make yourself food and go get groceries… ugh!

just as you were about to exit your apartment to go get some groceries, your phone rings in your bag. it’s Yuta (your bestie) asking if you wanted to go for a quick brunch (that sounded so millennial I’m sorry). you agreed after being hesitant… you wondered where he got the time since he was literally performing that evening to thousands of people. you quickly pack the rest of your bag and sprint to the cafe he said to meet up at.

the cafe was fancy to say the least. you walked through the cafe doors and saw Yuta sitting in the middle of the room, already drinking a coffee. he doesn’t notice you until you’re right next to him. he quickly stands and gives you a hug ‘hi y/n, how have you been?’ he asks, pulling your seat out for you to sit. ‘I’ve been good… busy but good.’ you reply, settling your bag to the side. ‘shouldn’t you be preparing for a crowd of thousands at the moment’ you ask, looking into his eyes. damn, his eyes are really pretty now that you’re actually noticing and his hair compliments his skin tone a little too much to your liking. ‘We have a few hours before the concert and I knew you were coming to watch… thought we could chat a bit since we’ve both been busy and out of touch’ he says, grabbing your hand that was on the table and holding it. His hands are… fucking beautiful to say the least. it’s like Aphrodite sculpted every vein and crease on his hands, wrists… wow. ‘Would you like to order something?’ Yuta asks as the waiter is standing next to you… you must’ve gotten lost in a trance while looking at Yuta’s hands… you were weak!

after your meeting, Yuta walked with you back to your car, a awkward silence filled the air. ‘y/n, is there anything you’re insecure about?’ he asks, not in a offensive way, he was genuinely curious. ‘I don’t know, I think I’m insecure about everything and nothing at the same time. some days I feel pretty and other days I feel like dog shit’ you answer, Yuta looking at you confused. ‘Is there anything you’re insecure about?’ you ask in return. he takes a while to get to something that makes him feel insecure… ‘I don’t like my hands that much.’ you are shocked to say the least… ‘why, your hands are so pretty?’ you ask, a reprimanding tone in your voice. ‘I don’t know, I just wouldn’t list it as something that makes me attractive.’ he replies, you still shocked by his statement. you finally reach your car as Yuta greets you. ‘I should go get ready for tonight’s concert…’ you say, Yuta turning away and walking. ‘oh… and I like your hands…’ you say to him across the parking lot. you didn’t see it but he smiled and blushed so hard he could barely keep a straight face.

you arrive at the stadium for the concert, lines waiting for their tickets to get scanned. it was packed and you knew it was going to be a suffocating environment, however that didn’t matter for you were supporting your BEST FRIEND (which you told yourself constantly after your encounter at the cafe that morning). the show starts, people screaming and shouting, lights flashing… it was incredibly entertaining and somewhat nostalgic. the other members were amazing but your eyes were focused on Yuta… a little too much honestly. you started wondering mid concert if you were falling hard for the dude who lies like it’s a language and calls you bro as if it’s your first name. to be honest you tuned out so hard that before you knew it, the concert ended. people were leaving and the seats next to you were empty as you were just standing there lifelessly in a state of thought. you snapped back to reality shortly, got your things and went to go greet the guys backstage.

as you entered the backstage area you saw the other members either cooling off, eating or chatting with one another or other fans with a backstage pass, but you couldn’t see Yuta. you figured he was tired and probably wanted to be alone, so you greeted some of the guys but eventually left soon after. as you were heading for the exit of the backstage area, Yuta runs after you. ‘y/n where are you going?’ he asks slightly out of breath from running and performing for like… 2-ish hours. ‘I didn’t see you backstage so I thought you were tired or getting dressed…’ in that moment as you looked at him you realized he was shirtless. ‘I’m sorry, I wanted to change quickly before I saw you, I look all sweaty…’ he says shyly, and you won’t lie you would lick that sweat anytime! ‘I was wondering if you’d like a drink? Tea?’ he asked, gesturing to go to his dressing room. You couldn’t say no cause he looked all sexy with sweat dripping down his neck and he still smelled like an angel and his hair was all messy and his tattoos look all pretty and his belly button piercing was shining and his… you were WEAK!

as you entered his dressing room, you realized you were the only ones in there. he closed the door behind you and showed you to the couch in the room, which was conveniently facing the mirror. ‘so what do you want to drink?’ Yuta asks, walking across the room to the small fridge in the corner. ‘I have beer, whiskey, vodka, wine…’ he says, rummaging through the little fridge. ‘tea or a glass of water would be nice…’ you reply, Yuta laughing at your response. ‘you’re really boring.’ he says, pouring himself some whiskey and putting the kettle on for your tea. ‘I have to drive home…’ you reminded him. he sits down next to you on the couch, handing you your tea. ‘thanks for supporting me tonight, I really appreciate it.’ he thanks you, turning himself slightly to face you. ‘not as much as the fans appreciated it though…’ you say, gesturing to his still naked torso. ‘oh sorry… am I making you uncomfortable?’ he asks sarcastically, placing his hands on his chest to cover himself up. you once again notice his hands and how attractive every vein running down his arms are. he notices you staring, the air becomes thick and you completely zone out. subconsciously you both move closer to one another, both of you trying to keep focus but you just end up saying weird shit to one another and without even thinking you’re on his lap.

your lips are centimeters apart, foreheads touching and your heavy, nervous breathing seals the deal. his lips meet yours as his hand travels up your neck to your hair and grips tightly, your hands cupping the sides of his face and his other hand making it’s way under your underwear. ‘we should stop…’ you say breathlessly in an attempt to potentially save your friendship. ‘no we don’t…’ Yuta replies kissing you harder than before, his tongue intertwining with yours (and your friendship leaving the door). he flips you over so that he is hovering over you on the couch, his hands lifting your shirt up and throwing it on the ground. your bare torso feels the cold sensation of his rings as his hands roam your body, snaking down to your pants. he quickly removes your pants and throws them to the side, his hands moving towards your core. you look up to see yourself naked in the reflection of the mirror, seeing only Yuta’s back and head. he moves down to your heat, his head between your thighs and all you can see is the filthy reflection of you two in the mirror. he starts eating you out, making it impossible to keep quiet. ‘let them hear you…’ he says, moving his fingers toward your entrance and entering two fingers. his tongue licking your clit and his fingers moving in and out of you got you in a trance. ‘Yuta, I’m close…’ you say heavily, earning a grin from him. ‘cum around these pretty fingers you like so much…’ he says, pushing in and out of you faster until your cumming and squirting all over his hands and face. ‘such a good girl…’ he says, wiping his face with his dry hand.

you hear his belt unbuckle, his pants falling slowly to the floor. you feel embarrassed all naked like this, especially in front of your (former) best friend. ‘fuck, you’re beautiful…’ he says, finally removing his underwear to reveal his dick. even his dick was pretty, you don’t know how someone can be this attractive. just looking at his bare body, hooded eyes, tattoos and piercings could feed your fantasies and make you cum. ‘you look so cute naked… we might have to do this more often so I could see how cute you can get’ he says, teasing your entrance with his dick. ‘stop teasing me, please…’ you manage to whimper. ‘what do you want me to do then?’ he asks devilishly, removing himself from your entrance. ‘I want you to fuck me…’ and before you could end the sentence, he was fucking you hard. the sounds echoing in the room as his dick slams in and out of you, you’re heavy panting adding to the atmosphere. his left hand moving to your neck, slightly choking you. the sensation arousing you even further, it made you smile even. his right holds your one thigh, pushing it against your body as he moves even faster than before… you were going insane. your toes were curling from the pleasure, you knew you weren’t gonna last any longer and neither was he. ‘I’m gonna cum…’ you moan softly, his eyes meeting yours for a brief second after he was looking at your body the entire time. ‘cum for me…’ he pants in your ear, his abdominal muscles contracting with every thrust. ‘fuck you feel so good…’ Yuta says, earning a grin from you. before you could even think of anything else to say, you reached your high again. cum pouring out of you, your body shaking from what just happened. Yuta slowly pulls out and watches the cum drip down onto the couch, the sight making him want more.

before you could gather your senses he flipped you over once again so that you were straddling him. he looked into your eyes as you were hovering over him, his lips meeting yours again. he moves his lips to your neck, then to your chest as he leaves marks all over your body. ‘turn around’ he says, signaling for you to turn around so that you were facing the mirror on top of him. you quickly face the other way, now looking at yourself in the mirror and Yuta’s hands crawling along the sides of your body, one moving to your neck, the other moving to your clit. he starts circling your clit while kissing your neck from the back, him looking at your sensual reflection as well. the moans coming from you filled the room (and the hallway) as his hand moved faster around your clit. you were close to climaxing but before you could Yuta removes his hand and places it on your thigh. he lifts you slightly over his dick and he starts thrusting into you from below, your body automatically syncing up with his thrusts. the sight of you bouncing on his dick made him feel a certain way, and him knowing you’re seeing yourself all ruined like this made him even more turned on. ‘look at how pretty you are, fucked raw…’ he whispers into your ear, your core clenching at his words. ‘I want you to see how cute you look when my cum leaks out of you…’ he says thrusting even harder as if it was even possible. the hand that was on your neck moved to your breast, teasing your nipple as you were so close to cumming for the third time that evening. ‘Yuta I can’t…’ you say breathlessly, you can’t hold it in anymore. you were reaching your high for the third time but Yuta didn’t stop thrusting in and out of you until you were a cumming, squirting mess. his dick hitting you so deep it felt like you were gonna break. when he finally pulls out of you, he takes your jaw in his hand and he forces you to look at your reflection in the mirror. he forced you to look at your fucked out face, shaking body, heaving chest and the cum running down your thighs. he gently lifts you up and places you down on the (not cum smeared part) couch. ‘see this is what happens when you compliment me!’ he says, giving you a kiss to the forehead. he went to the bathroom to go clean up and you were understandably confused and shocked. you gather your clothes that were on the floor and you quickly put them on. you look at the cup of tea on the table and you feel sorry for everything it just witnessed.

‘I should get going.’ you say as Yuta comes out of the bathroom. ‘Hey, wait…’ Yuta says, trying to stop you from leaving. ‘What?’ you ask, kinda confused and rattled by everything that just happened. you were expecting Yuta to end the friendship. you thought he wanted to cut all ties with you now that things were awkward as fuck. Yuta looked into your eyes and he asks you… ‘I was wondering… there is a new Sanrio store that opened and I was wondering if you’d like to go check it out with me?’

thanks for reading… I absolutely loved this request, we need more people like anon who asks and requests what society needs! this is inspired by my love for Yuta’s hands cause when I see them hands I started barking like a damn dog!

[ddmmyuta]

hi besties…

I need new ideas so PLEASE REQUEST SOMETHING… my brain is broken I can’t function anymore. Also sorry for being m.i.a the last few months, I was studying for a very important music exam and luckily I’m finished now (I passed with distinction, go me!).

[ddmmyuta]

in my (self)defense…

yuta x afab reader

warnings: smutty, fluff, angst, themes of sexual assault (not y/n or yuta), fear of men (if that is even a warning idk 😕), y/n is a lingerie model…

Let’s say your experience with men haven’t been that great leading up till now. You’ve always felt uncomfortable around men, the way they looked at you, the way they spoke to you and what they did make you repulsive towards any male human you saw. You were tired of your fear and anxiety around men, and that’s what brings you to this point of your life… standing in a self defense class with many other women who feel the same way. 

You mingled with the other ladies, sharing your experiences and what was the final straw that brought you here. ‘My boyfriend… well ex boyfriend, used to physically assault me and our child’ one of the ladies said, making you feel humbled that you never had such gut-wrenching experiences. Despite all the girls having bad experiences of their own, you knew that your fear and anger was valid and you deserved to feel just as hurt as the other ladies. 

Just as you were about to ask where the instructor was, he waltzed in with a beautiful smile on his face. ‘Hi ladies, how are you all today?’ he chimed, sparkles in his eyes. All the girl’s attention went straight to him, them all happily greeting him in return. ‘My name is Yuta, and I’ll be your instructor for today… and hopefully the rest of the course’ he says, everyone laughing at his statement. All the ladies were so focused on his words but you just completely spaced out… he was so charismatic. ‘Okay, before we start I think we should all introduce ourselves, get to know each other a bit better’ he says signaling at the girl standing next to start. ‘Hi my name is Angel, nice to meet you all…’ she kept on speaking but you just couldn’t stop focusing on the man in front of you. ‘Why is he so sweet and handsome and gentle and…???’ you thought to yourself. 

To your surprise, you really enjoyed the class. Even though the class hasn’t ended, every moment was fun and enjoyable. ‘Uhm, y/n you’re doing that wrong’ Yuta said, looking you in the eyes he walked over to where you were in the room. ‘May I?’ he asked before putting his hands on your waist to show you how to move properly. Your waist felt tingly, almost as if you were feeling butterflies in your stomach. That’s because you were, you were feeling a shit ton of butterflies in your stomach cause the most beautiful man you’ve ever seen that smells like cherry and musk was holding your waist with his beautiful man hands. Once you got the move right, your face was so hot from blushing that you could literally cook an egg on it. ‘Well done’ he said, with his beautiful voice. 

The class finally came to and end, but just before you could say goodbye and leave, Yuta stopped you. ‘Y/n, can I talk to you real quick?’ he asked, gesturing to a open chair close to his. ‘What’s wrong?’ you asked, looking at the floor because if you looked into his eyes you’d probably melt into a pile of bones and blood. ‘Nothing, you did nothing wrong. I just wanted to know why you were so quiet during class, did I do something to make you uncomfortable?’ he asked, trying to look into your eyes, but you wouldn’t budge. ‘No, you were great. I’m just still getting used to everything…’ you said, finally lifting your head up to look him in the eyes. You weren’t quiet because of the “new environment”, you were just phased out by the man sitting in front of you. ‘Okay, as long as you are alright then I’m happy!’ he said, smiling at you. ‘I should probably go, I don’t want to keep you busy.’ you said, standing up and making your way to the exit. ‘Bye…’ you said halfway through the door, leaving Yuta now time to greet you as well. ‘Goodbye y/n, I guess…’ he says, but by that time you were in the parking lot, that’s how speedy you were.

A week went by and you were getting ready to attend your second self-defense class. Yuta was as charming as ever, greeting everyone and helping everyone. It was his job, but it still made your heart flutter at how considerate he is towards all the ladies, always asking if he may help them. The end of class approached and as the ladies were grabbing their things, Yuta came up to you and grabbed your hand before you could even pick up your bag. ‘Can I talk yo you?’ he asked, holding your hand gently. ‘Sure…’ you say, uncertain of what he wants to discuss or do. All the ladies have left by now and it was just the two of you sitting on the floor. ‘What’s wrong? Sorry if I did anything wrong…’ you said, looking at the floor again. ‘Why do you keep apologizing and asking “what’s wrong?” y/n? You aren’t doing anything wrong, don’t feel obligated to apologize for every little mistake you make. You kept apologizing for breathing during the class!’ he said sternly, trying to figure out what’s bothering you. He wasn’t harsh but his words made you tear up. He saw one tear drop on the floor and he immediately panicked. ‘I didn’t mean to make you cry. I’m sorry, I’m only trying to help!’ he said lifting your face with his hand, making you stare with your swollen red eyes right into his beautiful un-swollen eyes. You signed out, gaining the courage to explain your self. ‘I’ve always felt like I’m doing something wrong, I always feel that whenever someone is slightly angry it’s my fault…’ you said and before you could even finish speaking, he held you close in a tight hug. ‘It’s okay, let it all out. You’re pretty when you cry.’ he said, making you laugh. You felt safe for the first time in years… all in this one hug. ‘I have nothing left to do today, wanna go grab dinner with me?’ he asked, releasing from the hug. ‘That would be nice… I like Italian food by the way.’ you say, Yuta laughing at your statement.

You made it to the Italian restaurant (yes girl whoop-whoop), sitting down at a nice table outside since the weather was nice. ‘I probably look like shit now after I cried…’ you said, placing your bags on a chair next to you. ‘No, you look beautiful as always…’ Yuta says, smiling at you. ‘If you don’t mind me asking, why did you decide to become a self-defense instructor?’ you asked, looking at his pretty hands that were fidgeting with his rings. ‘I grew up with my mom and two sisters who had a huge impact on my life. It made me upset knowing they are vulnerable and less safe compared to me since they were women in a world with messed up men. So they inspired me to help other women gain strength and confidence around men, that’s why I do what I do… for them?’ he said, looking into your now less swollen eyes. ‘That’s cool…’ you said, sipping some of the water the waiter brought in the meantime. ‘What do you do for a living?’ he asked, putting the ring he fidgeted with back on his finger. ‘I work in the fashion industry, mainly underwear and stuff like lingerie. I work in the marketing area…’ you say confidently. ‘Oh so, you organize the shoots or…’ he asks, not sure what you meant with “marketing”. ‘No, I model the lingerie!’ you say, chuffed. ‘Seriously, that’s pretty cool.’ he says, sipping some of the water the waiter I mentioned earlier brought you guys. ‘Are you ready to order?’ he asked, looking at your eyes, he kinda felt some butterflies too.

Another week went by and you were once again getting ready for self-defense class (insert epic rock music riff). As you were going through your messages, you saw Yuta canceled the class. ‘Oh, maybe he has something else on…’ you thought to yourself. Just as you were about to get into lazy mode Yuta called. ‘Hi y/n, I was wondering if you’d like to come to class usual time?’ he asked, making you confused as fuck! ‘But I thought the class was canceled…?’ you asked but he didn’t say much, just a ‘can you come or not?’. Of course you accepted and met him at the studio usual time. As you walked in, you greeted Yuta who was rolling up Yoga mats (if you saw that correctly) and you placed your bag on the floor. ‘Hi y/n, thanks for coming!’ he said, gesturing towards the floor that you two can sit. ‘I wanted to discuss something with you…’ he said, your anxiety flaring up after his statement. ‘I… I was just wondering… did you feel weird after our dinner last week?’ he asked looking at the floor. This was the first time he seemed anxious towards you. ‘What do you mean by that… I don’t have any stomach problems…’ you replied. ‘No I meant, do you feel tension?’ he asked looking at your eyes then your lips. ‘What do you define as tension?’ you ask, testing the waters, making sure you don’t make a fool of yourself if you spontaneously kiss him. ‘This feeling right now. The feeling that I want to hold you close, call you mine and kiss you’ he declared, making you shocked yet eased for feeling the exact same way. Before you could even say another word, your lips met each other’s. 

You sat on his lap as his hands roamed your back, kissing deeper, and deeper every second. ‘Before I hurt you, do you want to go further?’ he asked looking at your beautiful body situated on top of him. ‘What stupid question is that?’ you said earning a grin from his face as he continued to kiss your neck. Your hands slid up his shirt and he finally pulled it off revealing his torso which made you melt. His belly ring, his tattoos… he was so sexy before but this made him ten times more sexy as if that was even possible. His hands went under your top, releasing your body from the garment as well, his eyes admiring your shoulders, waist, hips. He then flipped you onto the floor, him hovering above you as he pulled down your pants, leaving you only in your underwear. ‘For someone who models underwear, I’ve never wanted to take it off so badly…’ he says, licking his lips before undoing your bra and pulling of your underpants. He kissed along your body, until he met your sex. He started liking your clit, earning moans from you. You never felt this good! And to top it off he interlaced your hands together for more stability (what a gentleman). ‘Aah, Yuta…Please…’ you moan, hoping really badly no one walks in on you two. ‘You taste so good princess, can’t wait for you to cum’ he says, looking up at you and scrunched nose. ‘I’m gonna…’ you breathlessly say, Yuta only speeding up his movements. ‘I know baby, cum on my tongue for me’ and as he says those final words you collapse. Your pupils dilate and your body is shaking with cum dripping out of you. ‘How cute…’ he says, licking up some of your release. 

Just as you catch your breath, he removes his pants and throws them to the side, lining his cock up with your entrance. ‘You want to cum around my cock don’t you princess?’ he says, smirk printed on his face. ‘Yes, please…’ is all you could mutter out, and before you could prepare yourself for what was about to happen, he pushes into you gently. It felt so good, just the initial feeling could make you reach your high all again. Yuta thrusted into you at a fast and hard pace, every movement making you feel his dick hit the spot. ‘Fuck, you feel so good…’ he says, looking you in the eyes. You couldn’t do anything beside moan and whimper at the feeling, your second orgasm approaching faster than it should. ‘Yuta, I’m gonna cum…’ you moan uncohesively, hoping he’d hear you. ‘Yes baby, cum all over me…’ he says, hitting you even harder if that was possible. Your back arches even more and your hands grip onto his arms which had been holding you tightly this entire time as you cum for the second time. You feel him cumming inside you, his breath getting heavier. As he pulls out, he sees your cum dripping out of your cunt, his eyes focused on your body and it’s breathing. 

He lays next to you on the cold floor, pulling you into his arms. ‘Are you okay?’ he asks, holding you tightly as you are still rattled from what just happened. ‘Yeah, I’m fine thanks.’ you say, hugging him tightly. You’ve never felt this safe around a man… ever! Maybe this was a sign…

Fast forward 6 months, you’re standing in a studio, getting ready for a lingerie photoshoot. The self-defense classes have come to an end, you stopped apologizing for nonsense and you and Yuta were dating… like yes the man you felt the most safe around. As you were about to get ready into your outfit for the shoot, Yuta came in with a big pizza. ‘Since you like Italian food…’ he says placing the food down on the makeup table. You gave him a tight hug and thanked him for bringing the food, but you unfortunately had to go shoot. ‘Thanks, but I have to go shoot now, I can’t be all bloated from food right now…’ you say and before you could finish your sentence, Yuta stuffs your face with one slice of pizza. ‘Cheese makes your boobs grow and as a underwear model you need pretty boobs…’ he says, as if it’s facts. ‘Where did you learn that?’ you ask. ‘Intuition!’ he declares before stuffing his face with pizza. ‘Besides, aren’t my boobs pretty enough as is?’ you say, sarcastically. ‘Yes they are, but the camera takes away some definition you know…’ he says. You punched him at his stupid words, and that’s when you realized ‘hhmmm, men aren’t that bad… well some of them’

[ddmmyuta]

rest in peace moonbin <3

I never knew Moonbin or Astro too well, however it is clear that he is very special to his family, friends, fans and fellow members. It’s sad that he passed away, but it is reassuring knowing he is in a better, happier and less darker place than he was in his last moments. Let’s all give his family, his sister Moon Sua, his fellow members and colleagues space by not spreading rumors and not confronting them with the tragedy directly. Nctzens, let’s support Aroha during this moment.

[ddmmyuta]

hiii bestieeeee, can u do xiaojun as a bf plsss

oh bestiieeeeee you are so real for this! I love Xiaojun stans <3

warnings (for in case): swearing, fluff, sprinkle of smut, Xiaojun being best boy

Xiaojun is such a cutie, like he is adorable. I feel he is such a mellow yet sweet boyfriend. He would take you on spontaneous walks and watch stupid spoof movies with you. He just wants you to be a happy little bean, he just loves to see you radiate with happiness. Speaking of radiation, it’s safe to say y’all won’t have dates at the WayV dorm bcuz Bella shits that place everyday. He likes to have organized, planned dates, where he gives you a bouquet of flowers and feels chuffed bcuz he made you smile.

his love language is totally gifts and anyone who disagrees with me… shut up! typical gifts you’d get would be: socks, chocolate, flowers, hand made jewelry, baked goods, lingerie (if he feels spicy wink wink), candles and clothing. he texts you as much as possible and frequently asks for your opinion. ‘hey y/n I was thinking of buying myself an inflatable body pillow… should I go for the kawaii manga girl or Robert Downey Jr as Iron Man?’, stuff like that you know! he loves to cuddle, man is a cuddle bug! when y’all are watching a movie he just loves to sleep on your lap or spoon you (he prefers to be the little spoon btw).

I think Xiaojun isn’t someone who gets his masculinity easily bruised, so he doesn’t mind if you were dominant in the relationship, but he wouldn’t mind if he was dominant either. your relationship can be compared to those couples that are like best friends (if that makes sense). he just goes with the flow and focuses on the moment. he enjoys doing little things with you like FaceTiming or shopping at a street market. I’m gonna be honest, homeboy barely thinks about sex but when he does it’s so sweet and soft, he just wants you to feel good. I’m not saying he isn’t into some kinky shit, I’m just saying he is gentle and patient. he’s a switch so top or bottom fits him, but once again, the most important thing is that you are comfortable and feeling good. he would usually prepare for when y’all wanna do the sideway salsa. like he would wine and dine you, and at the end of dinner he would make his move (idk if that made sense).

bottom line: he is a cute little piece of shit who accepts you as you are and he just loves hanging out with you.

song for this fic (it fits trust the process):

thx for requesting this btw, I’m not a huge Xiaojun stan so hopefully this is cute enough

[ddmmyuta]

lee taeyong’s ideal type

before you read: some nsfw parts, fluff, deep stuff, swearing

lee taeyong, bu bu, neomu neo chicken, korea’s senpai… he’s a man of many things. I think taeyong is quite a complex person when it comes to love. one minute he’s talking about how he is all shy and cute around you, but the next minute he’s talking about ramming you like there is no tomorrow! anyways… here are my thoughts on lee taeyong and what he wants in a future relationship…

★Personality:

someone who is: caring, emotional, mature, soft, sensitive, socially dominant, pure

I think taeyong wants a partner who truly cares for him and his emotions cause he does the same for you. he doesn’t want someone who can’t get in touch with their emotions and confront their internal or external issues. he seems to enjoy being taken care of and also caring for someone, and I think he values that quality in a significant other as well. he tends to think more innocently and closed off at certain points, therefore I think he’d appreciate a mature partner who can give him perspective and help him understand things he can’t. someone who is sympathetic and sweet towards others always gets him weak in the knees. introverted or extroverted, he likes someone who can dominate social situations, wether it’s at work or just hanging out, he likes someone who communicates easily and enjoys social interaction, but he doesn’t mind staying at home with you. he’s definitely into people who are pure, people who haven’t experienced everything they’ve wanted to experience cause I think he’d love to teach you stuff and experience new things with you as well.

let’s go head first into the horny pool: he pretends to be a top but really he is a bottom, so a partner who can do both (a switch basically) is his favorite. you are his muse… a new NCT horny song? babes it’s for you! he loves someone who is confident when it comes to the sideway salsa, not necessarily someone super experienced, just confident. 

★Physical:

someone who is/has: long-ish hair, shorter than him, soft features (like a puppy face), pretty thighs

homeboy loves shorter girls, like his ego just thrives off of it. I’m not saying his partner has to be a fucking elf, I’m just saying that he prefers to look down than up at his lover. he might like short hair, but I think he likes longer hair more (imo), he would just love to play with it and even tie it or braid it for you. I think someone with a soft-ish appearance and innocent like aura attracts him. puppy eyes, pupils as big as the earth, chubby cheeks, plump lips… he would die for that. I really think bubu is a thigh guy… boobs? meh! ass? meh! THIGHS? SIGN HIM UP! (for clarity I’m not saying thick thighs or skinny thighs, all thighs are hot no matter the cellulite, scars or fat on them).

once again, let’s dive deeper into the horny pool: he loves it when you sit on his lap and he sees your thighs spread out… like her gets super hot at that simple little thing. he is a body worshipper, so I feel like he would love everything about you… BUT YOUR THIGHS IS HIS FAVORITE! He would love to look into your eyes as you are topping him like the queen/king you are. 

anyways… hope y’all enjoyed that. remember that this is all delulu and fictional but that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t be horny! embrace the slutty side of you, trust me it’s life changing! love you!

[ddmmyuta]

just a little joke hehe

[ddmmyuta]

‘May I?’

ryujin x fem.reader

warnings (idk): slight smut, very suggestive, lesbianism, exhibitionism (maybe???), kinda fluffy, swearing

It’s the start of 2022… the start of your new life. You were hired as a choreographer at JYP Entertainment, your first project being one for ITZY. You admired ITZY for their dancing skills and hard work, but one member who stood out to you once you entered that practice room for the first time was Shin Ryujin. She was charismatic, hot, smart, beautiful… everything you could’ve dreamed of in a partner. She made you feel things you never felt already at your first glance. She had a chokehold on you, but you didn’t mind. 

‘Hi I’m Yeji!’ says a sweet voice from behind your ear. The leader of ITZY greeted you with a smile and a slight bow, you immediately bowing much lower back. She laughed at your gesture… ‘Uh Unnie, you don’t have to bow that much’. The members greeted you one by one, Ryujin greeting you last. ‘Hi Y/N Unnie, I’m Ryujin’ she says, shaking your hand. ‘Nice to meet you!’ she adds, smirking. ‘Nice to meet you too!’ you replied trying to keep your cool. You were met with your task during the dance practice, you aced every move and taught the girls properly. You all ended the day with a nice meal in the practice room, chatting and talking about ITZY’s future and plans. The members left one by one, some going to their dorm while others went to go get a drink. Just as you were about to leave, you hear a voice saying your name. ‘Unnie’ Ryujin says, grabbing your hand before you can leave. ‘I want you to teach me!’ she said, spinning around so that you were facing each other. ‘Teach me some choreography, I want to dance like you do one day!’ Ryujin said, looking into your eyes, then your lips. How could you resist?

It was about 9:00 pm, the two of you were still dancing to the choreography you taught her (one you made up on the spot). Her eyes focused the whole night on yours, never leaving your silhouette as it dances to the music. You noticed here and there that she was staring, but you took it as her only wanting to make sure she gets the choreo correct. ‘Okay Ryujin, that’s the choreo! Would you mind showing me?’ you asked, sitting in front of Ryujin waiting for her reply. ‘Sure, anything for you Unnie’ she replied, slightly out of breath. Her sentence gave you shivers, her voice sounded so… sultry. As she danced you tried to focus on her technique and moves, but what captivated you most were her facial expressions and her body moving in every direction. The fact that she was wearing a cropped top didn’t help either! As she concluded the choreography, you clapped softly at her performance, her face lighting up at your praise. You stood up to give her a hug for her hard work… this hug felt so good, it felt so safe. 

‘You worked hard Ryujin, you should go get some rest’ you said, pulling away from the hug. But just as your bodies de-attached, she grabbed you by the waist and pulled you back in, your faces so close to one another’s. ‘Don’t go…’ she said, her breath heavy and fanning your face. Before you could think straight your lips met one another’s, your hands roaming each other’s bodies. ‘But Ryujin…’ you said, trying to catch some air. ‘But nothing!’ she said pulling you in deeper (if that was even possible)! Her hands went under your shirt, rubbing your back, your body was shivering at the sensation. Your hands were in her hair, strands intertwined into your fingers, your grip growing stronger the deeper the kiss gets. Ryujin pulls away, leaving you gasping for air, dizzy. She lifted up your shirt, exposing your sports bra and beautiful torso… the way she looked at you made you weak in the knees. She started kissing your neck while rubbing your hips, her jaw rubbing against your shoulder. You never felt this good, so close to someone. Your head was spinning and before you knew it her hands were playing the strings of your sweatpants, loosening the tension you had held ever since you first saw her. ‘May I? she asked with a smug look on her face. You looked around and spotted a security camera, making you pull away immediately. You pointed to the camera, signaling to Ryujin that you can’t continue. She seemed quite upset. ‘We can continue at my place…’ you said, her face lighting up at the response.

As you walked to your car, you pulled out your cars keys, rushing to get home asap. As you got in the car, Ryujin looked around the slick design. ‘Wow, they make small cars quite luxurious nowadays…’ she said, you only smirking at her response. The drive felt long, too long. It felt like 2 years and 9 months, maybe even longer. The way she looked at you made you hungry for more…

You pulled her into your apartment, your lips attached to one another’s. Her hands were holding your hair out of your face, making room for the kiss. You led her to the bedroom, you were practically dragging her to your bed. As you flopped down onto the mattress, Ryujin climes on top of you, your lips meeting once again. Her hands slip into your pants, teasing at the hem of your underwear. ‘You like that, don’t you?’ she said watching your lewd expressions to every movement she makes. She pulls away, pulling your pants down completely, her hands now having more space. She stood still, only looking at your body. ‘Why did you stop?’ you ask, looking up to her with those beautiful eyes. ‘Oh, so now you’re needy?’ she asked arrogantly, moving down towards your clit. ‘Beg for me…’ she said, still looking into your eyes. ‘Please, please touch me there!’ you whines, your eyes closing due to embarrassment. ‘Well with a face like yours, how can I not fuck you?’ she said. This was going to be a long night.

The next morning you woke up to Ryujin bringing you coffee in bed. Her smile greeting you as soon as you opened your eyes. ‘Good morning pretty!’ she said, handing you a cup of coffee. ‘Don’t I look like shit?’ you asked, it was morning after all. ‘No, you look beautiful!’ she said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. She sat down next to you on the bed, it suddenly went quiet. ‘You are a lesbian right?’ Ryujin asked, looking at you! ‘Yes… are you?’ you asked back. ‘Of course, I hate men!’ she said, sipping her coffee…

[ddmmyuta]

When life gives you lemons, stan NCT…

[ddmmyuta]

Johnny as a bf?? 💗

Ugh this request is so cute!

Warnings (just in case): swearing, a bit of nsfw, cuddling, cuteness

Johnny Suh (YAAAASSSS QUEEN) the man of the hour, the decade, the century. He would be such a cute boyfriend… just thinking about it makes me giggle 🤭. He makes you laugh 24/7 like this dude gets you all goofy and shit… he is sooo funny. He would teach you how to pole dance and do yoga with his 2% of experience but you let him cause it makes him happy. He would love to do arts and crafts with you or have mini photo shoots, he just loves seeing you smile.

his ideal dates would probably be stuff like picnics and movie nights, but now and then he goes all out and takes you on a journey. he takes you to a market, then to a restaurant, then to a pottery class, then you have a pillow fight at home and then you guys do *wink wink* the deed. he is so soft like a marshmallow, but in bed he is like a expired marshmallow: hard and dry yet tasty. you love his ambidextrous personality… that is why you are head over heels for him.

when y’all go shopping he insist (more like demands) that you try on all the clothing so that you two have a mini fashion show in the fitting rooms, he just loves seeing you confident and he loves it even more to hype you up if you aren’t confident. he is the type to see something in a window from some random ass shop and send a photo of it to you cause it reminds you of him… ‘hey babe I saw this Halloween decoration that looks like Elsa got hemorrhoids…reminded me of you 😘’… that’s him everyday, all day. he loves to go eat crazy food with you, he just enjoyed trying new things with you since you make him comfortable enough to step out of his comfort zone. he loves exercising with you, any exercise really: jogging, hiking, the deed, yoga, Pilates, pole dancing, basketball, the sideway salsa… anything really!

his love language is physical touch and gifts, definitely! he would hold your hand, play with your hair, take a sharpie and draw on you… he is like a toddler with you. he loves giving you small gifts like a candle, a squishy pillow, a stress ball, you know random shit. he is so fucking in love, like the first time he saw you he was like ‘yes, she is the moment’ and he immediately made you his main goal in life… he is such a simp…

in conclusion: Johnny best boy 🥹

song for this fic:

[ddmmyuta]

mark lee as a boyfriend…

ok so like MARK LEE (or should I say spark-lee) is such a cutie. like imagine him as a boyfriend… soooo cute! he is always smiling and giggling with his goofy ass laugh, he just loves spending time with you (which is hard because ehem ehem sm).

his ideal date with you would either be baking some random shit or getting coffee at a cute café. when you two bake you are like the mother giving your child (mark) the bowl with ingredients and spatula and you just ask him to mix it. he can’t do anything else, cause let’s be honest, around you he can’t focus straight. you are so special to him so I also think he likes café dates so that he can look into your pretty face, drinking coffee/tea while you ramble about global warming…slay!

he is not so touchy, but he does hold your hand when you go for walks and he does give small pecks on the cheek from time to time. I feel like mark is more of a ‘acts of service’ type of dude… he will hold your bag when you tie your shoelaces, bring you flowers and your favorite drink, make you a corny card for every accomplishment… that type of stuff. he texts you a lot since sm uses him like a aespa robot and he can’t always see your cute face, loves to FaceTime and calls you every week at least once like with his mom (y’all are cute).

you are the funniest human to him, imagine the amount he laughs around Johnny times 10, like he thinks every phrase coming out of your mouth is pure comedy. he stares at you frequently cause you are the moment, you are his princess/prince, you are his watermelon. he loves everything about your appearance but he especially loves your mouth: the way it smiles, talks, kisses… he just loves it.

anyways, hope y’all enjoyed! get some sleep y’all mark stans gotta sleep on behalf of him lmao!

song for this fic:

[ddmmyuta]

nakamoto yuta as a boyfriend…

warnings: little bit (ok a lot) nsfw, fluff, love, affection, swearing

lowkey my fave thing to think about is yuta as a boyfriend like… yes sir! anyways, I feel like yuta honestly cares so much for you, like you are his flower in a desert you know? he remembers stupid shit like your favorite candle or your favorite chapter of a book, but you love that cause it’s cute. he is a simp…oofff! his favorite thing is seeing you wearing his clothes and when you are chewing food his little brain just implodes like you are so fucking adorable. he can’t take his hands off of you… holding hands, hand around waist, playing with your hair, rubbing your thighs, kissing your cheek… he just needs to touch you like…!

I think yuta is the type of guy that lets you decide where to eat and so on…but with important crap he would want to be involved in all the situations. he is clingy but you like it cause he smells nice and he just makes you feel safe. like honestly how can you not feel safe around a man so considerate and respectful? he also likes it when you two have deep conversations, I feel like he enjoys getting to know you spiritually and emotionally more than most boyfriends do.

ok time to get kinda nasty (maybe, maybe not idk)! he doesn’t have a perfect way to describe you… pretty, sexy, cute, hot, beautiful, like he can’t choose one definition cause you are a ambidextrous bitch that can do it all (we love that)! you are the prettiest for him when you are eating or watching a movie… like girl he didn’t even get to watch that movie his eyes were glancing at your fucking gorgeous face! gonna go deep in and just say that making out is his number 1 hobby, like homeboy does that shit like rent is due. he enjoys it though… well I mean who doesn’t? make out sessions last min 15 minutes, max 45 minutes and it usually leads to the sideway salsa, but I will talk about that another time! if you are a female I’d say he likes tits… just gonna be honest with y’all. if you are a man I feel like he’d like your thighs… he likes any size though!

dates will usually be at your/ his/ you two’s house watching a movie and fucking but if he feels super romantic he will take you to some fancy restaurant, museum or like a stargazing (aww that is so cute). he is the type to split tasks: cleaning, cooking, laundry… you both do a bit of each in order to make it easier for one another… like y’all are one of those couples who look forward to doing laundry or cooking cause it either ends up into a funny thing or you end up fucking on the washing machine (as y’all should slay).

in conclusion… this man is like Heaven in human form, you’re his princess/prince end of story!

little song that fits this idk:

[ddmmyuta]

Chains On Your Body (Nakamoto Yuta X Reader)

Description: Yuta X Reader, Angst,SMUT 18+, Use of Alcohol, Tattoos, Swearing

SONG FOR THIS FIC:

As you take your last sip of your warm coffee, your ears listen to the electrifying sound coming from the bed in front of you… yes you are at the tattoo parlor again! Your eyes focus on the lean body in front of you being tattooed, it looks so painful yet so interesting and intriguing. Yuta, one of your friends, asked you to accompany him to his tattoo appointment today, which you of course said yes to. You can’t miss spending time with him…he is quite entertaining, despite being manipulative and demanding.

Oh how you want a tattoo of your own! You just want to express your personality through body art and even piercings but your parents would kill you! They basically control everything you do and every decision you make depends on their approval. Your love life, health, job and even your own body is controlled by your parents!

‘All done!’ the tattoo artist said, Yuta being pleased with the results as he looks up and shows you immediately. ‘I looooove it! What do you think y/n?’…you didn’t process that, you were so fascinated by this man staring into your eyes. ‘Y/n? Hello, you ok…’ he asked concerned to which you quickly replied ‘yes I’m fine, it looks great!’

That same evening the two of you went to go get some celebratory drinks, to celebrate his pain tolerance and your ability to keep up with him and his shananigans! ‘Cheers!’ he practically yelled at the bar you two sat at, gulping down the shot of vodka you really didn’t want to order since you have work in the morning and your alcohol tolerance is about 0 percent. ‘Hey y/n, I was wondering…why don’t we get matching tattoos?’ your eyes basically peeled out of your skull from that sentence alone and your throat started swelling with nerves. ‘Uhm, my parents will kill me if I get a tattoo. You know how they are…’ you said hoping the situation was resolved. ‘Just get one where they won’t see!’ he said. It’s like he is trying to make you uncomfortable!

‘My parents see everything…’ you once again tried to calm down the situation, but to your dismay he replied with ‘Really, your dad looks at your tits?’ Shocked was an understatement, you felt like you wanted to cry in that exact moment and your head felt like it was going to explode from rage! ‘Would you let your mom see your dick?’ you said sharply, which made him uncomfortable and now you both just sat there staring into your shot glasses. Yuta slams down some cash on the counter and gives you one last look before he exits the closed off bar. You felt bad, guilty, you thought to yourself “did I take it to far?”

‘Yuta, wait…’ you shouted down the street where he was walking to his car. You didn’t want him to leave, since he was your lift and you didn’t want to leave things open ended. ‘I’m sorry okay…I went too far and I apologize for that. I’m sorry.’ Yuta stands still in the quiet street, allowing you to convey your sorrow. ‘Look y/n, I shouldn’t have said what I said, but you anger me so much…’ Yuta said with a hushed tone. ‘Anger you? What have I done to anger you?’ ‘You never step outside your comfort zone, and for once I’d like you to do what you want, not what your parents dictate!’ he replied to your question fueled with spite.

He has a point, your parents have always been in the way of you and what you want! ‘I hate knowing that you feel the need to fit into the innocent image and that you’re this beautiful woman who needs to please everyone in order to prevent disappointment when you are perfect just the way you are! I love you just the way you are!’ he exclaims, making you blush… he thought you were perfect? ‘Wait did you say… perfect?’ you asked to which he softly fluttered his eyes and looked at you with his brown orbs. ‘Yeah you are perfect…’ he replies shyly. ‘I should get going, we have work in the morning and…’ you interrupt his rambling sentence and proceeded to grab him by the shoulder in order to stop him from ending this night. ‘Don’t leave… please’ you asked with your heart racing even he could hear the sound of your blood circulating through your veins. He takes one deep breath and finally kisses you with so much force and power your knees weaken and your arms rest on his neck for support. He breaks the kiss to look into your eyes and say ‘I love you’.

You enter the front door to his apartment, with your hands locked and he smashes you against the couch. He takes off his shirt and hesitates to remove your garments since he hadn’t even asked for your consent. You could see in his eyes he was wavery so you gave him a nod and he immediately ripped off your shirt. You thought to yourself… ‘damn, that chain tattoo looks so hot… maybe I’ll look good with one too’ but shortly after your thoughts were interrupted by him pulling down your shorts. He gives you one look before he starts liking your clit relentlessly, with no intention to stop. There you were, bare on his couch with Yuta snuggled between your thighs giving you head… kinda nice ngl! Your head spins from the euphoric feeling and shortly after you came in his mouth. Suprised and shocked by your sudden reaction, you apologized as if it was something he didn’t enjoy, but he gave you one last smirk and conforted you by saying ‘you taste fucking good.’

‘Ooh fuck’ you moan as he thrusts harder into you every single time, with nothing but lewd sounds filling the room. He kept you in a missionary position, with his hands on your hips. ‘You keep moaning like that, I will thrust into you harder’ he growled, it seemed impossible for him to hit you harder. His one hand moves to your neck, holding it firmly. As you look up you see his face, smirked and all, looking at every reaction you make. He felt like you were his and no one or nothing can stop that feeling. You feel a warm wave flowing over your stomach and with one last thrust you both ejaculated simultaneously. He pulled out quickly, kissing you and simply asking ‘are you okay?’ ‘I’m okay… more than actually!’ you replied.

He then picked you up and moved you to the bedroom, where he layed you down on his dark bed sheets. You looked up to see Yuta with a towel, pajamas and toothbrush for you. ‘Do you always prepare for these type of situations?’ you ask to which he embarrassedly replied ‘I prepared it for the girl of my dreams!’ Washing off your sweat in the shower, you thought… ‘hmm, maybe I should get a tattoo…?’ You climed out the shower, wrapped yourself in the towel Yuta gave you and dried your body like never before. Heading to the bed in the set pajamas he gave you, you layed next to him. ‘I’m going to the tattoo shop tomorrow, it would mean alot if you came with me’ you softly said. His eyes widened and basically shined with happiness! ‘What do you want to get?’ he asked to which you replied ‘a cat on a scateboard…’. He was over the moon! ‘That is so cool!’ you couldn’t realize who was more excited!

That very next day, 9 pm, you were at the tattoo parlor, getting your cat tattooed near your elbow. Yuta was there, sipping his coffee and waiting for you to finish. ‘I’m done’ you said and he practically jumped out of his chair. ‘It’s so cool!’ he said with admiration towards you in his eyes! ‘I think my parents need to fuck off…’ you said and he just high fived you.

Thanks for reading, hopefully you enjoyed