hi! i’m monica, or known as mori (pseudonym/pen name) in my writing notes. i’m mexican-american and i’m majoring in political science! born and raised in california, i use terms/slang that is definitely american. i’m 21, yes i’m unc status. my current sideblogs are @cntgetu & @anqelified !!
i’m more of a reader than a writer but sometimes my ideas be too good so i dot them down :3 when i have uni downtime, i crochet occasionally, catch up on comebacks/shows/movies, or doomscroll tiktok and ig reels (yt shorts too bruh).
who i ult: nct jungwoo riku mark. riize wonbin sohee. enhypen heeseung sunghoon. le sserafim chaewon yunjin. &team k maki. aespa giselle ningning. seventeen jeonghan. twice sana.
who i fw: txt. exo. shinee. got7. illit. newjeans. loona. chungha. red velvet. katseye. monsta x. yena. bibi. xnghan & xoul. boynextdoor. zerobaseone. the volunteers. ive. snsd.
please dni if u are a known weirdo to all.., defend mhj, is under the age of 17/16, over the age of 35 (30+ esp w/ writings of 2004 and younger), taeil/seungri supporter, racist, homophobic, u anti my ults, anti-yuri, supporter of ICE or any racial prosecution
important note(s): not all writings are nsfw, i also believe in the free speech of sfw !!! yet as always, minors dni with nsfw :3. i tend to hyperfixate on groups pretty easily so muses might be everywhere, everything all at once
i do have a kpop oc blog yet it’s not at all related to my main blog (this). any following back is done with this account.
이찬영 x f! reader smau library ──── genre fluff 프락치 contains uni/college setting, gen z humor, excessive use of memes, anton has embarrassment, use of y/n, fast pacing of getting a date, very short smau (13 images) (inspired by this ig post) フラクチ more under the cut !
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › i have been on that #anton brainrot. would u rather crack acl anton or lollapalooza anton? this is more of a study of how i'll be writing/doing an analysis of riize for an upcoming fic.... muahahahaha thanks & yes i was listening to beabadoobee ✌️
it was a routine, sungchan would text you first then delete your chat right after. how could he leave his phone around his unsuspecting girlfriend? in a hurry, because you knew what he wanted, texted him right back.
+82 XXXX XXXX: yeah, just got home
delivered
jung sungchan never really bothered opening your texts or even saving your number, just reading whatever was on the preview and quickly delete the notification once again. you knew that he always read your message because he would be at your apartment in the next five minutes, his car already revving by your message.
within the next four minutes, you quickly put on something nice. sungchan had always liked dressing his girlfriend in those pretty, coquette outfits–from his rambles while cuddling you, it was quickly known that she didn't provide the man any sort of sexual desire. essentially dolling yourself up, you morphed into the girl sungchan wanted.
you met sungchan in college at some boring house-party. he presented himself as the typical business major and you had presented yourself as just a regular girl getting her fix for the week. yet he saw past that and got to know you, even after the party was over. months had turned into a year, your relationship was between friends and more than friends; that would all come to an end as soon as he introduced his girlfriend at the next party on campus.
it was essentially heartbreak, you had spent months sitting on the floor thinking if you were ever going to be together but here he was, there with his girlfriend. when you introduced yourself to her, you quickly learned that they had been together since their junior year of high school and were planning on getting married after they graduated college.
whenever you did mention it to sungchan, he acted like it was nothing.
⠀⠀"my girlfriend, she's been... okay. once i got to a certain point with her, i wanted to try out new things. this new thing happened to be you."
it wasn't long before sungchan got to your apartment, his knocks being the only way you knew it was him. quickly flattening out your hair, you opened the door to sungchan. his smiling face quickly contrasted with the rest of his outfit: black, only a white shirt peaking out from the jacket he was wearing. then of course, sunghcan had always contrasted with your apartment. it didn't matter where you two were, his mannerism and actions never reflected what you wanted your safe space to be.
sungchan liked it rough, it was normal for him to grab your cheeks like he wasn't holding a human and force his lips on yours each time. when you wouldn't kiss him back, he slapped you for it until he saw the tears come down from your face. sometimes when he had a bad day, the man would walk in and push you down onto the floor, not giving you a chance to get up as his shoe would meet your head.
it wasn't any different, time went faster whenever you were in the proximity of jung sungchan. his rough hands on your body, pushing the laced fabric deeper into your body. his mouth, placing bruises on the opened parts of your body. in his own words, his girlfriend was never this calm whenever he tried getting intimate–her hands pushing him away. in a way, you were an outlet that allowed sungchan to do whatever he wanted.
is this what he meant that he wanted to try out new things? you wondered if maybe this version of sungchan was the only version you got to see.
sungchan was a provider, you knew that and his girlfriend did too but you knew that on another surface level. from the way he ate you out to the way he positioned himself in-order to hit your g-spot each time, it sometimes felt like he truly loved you. like right now, his face nuzzled deep in-between your inner thighs–his nose meeting your clit as he lapped his tongue at your entrance.
he never stopped until he had you crying out his name, eyes filled with tears. arched back, your hands buried in his hair pulling at the strands. his devotion to making sure you felt good showed no bounds. when you came apart, your moans were a symphony to him. once sungchan rose his head, his sight was his beloved with a heavy chest, the dress you wore just for him coming off your shoulders.
from the moment you had closed your eyes, you were in bed with sungchan still in your room. his bare back was facing you as he was doing something on his phone. you looked down and you were wearing one of his sweatshirts, his business major sweatshirt he claimed that he lost to his girlfriend who wanted it. you sat up from your bed and wrapped your arms around the taller man.
his body was warm, and his hands grabbed yours, leading them down to his semi-hard bulge. "you blacked out, i guess i was too rough in the beginning huh?"
⠀⠀"i guess i was. that or the fact i haven't slept in a day or two."
⠀⠀"let me give you a goodnight's rest then."
sungchan turned around and leaned down to kiss your lips, much more softer. this side of sungchan had always appeared once he let his steam out from whatever he had gone through before meeting you.
giggles were filled in the room as he laid you back on the bed, fiddling with the drawstrings of his sweatpants. his phone was tossed on the bedside table, notifications coming through which were blocked by his do-not-distrub status.
(9:00 PM) 여자 친구: sungchan, where are you
(9:35 PM) 여자 친구: hello? why aren't you answering me
-> 성찬 💞: i'm not coming back to yours.
여자 친구: what the hell
여자 친구: sungchan why
여자 친구: sungchan istg if you are at her apartment when i said i didnt want you there
여자 친구: hello?
여자 친구: fuck you jung sungchan
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › this was super short & not my best work but i have been on the riize brainrot. #why not write something abt my babygirl sungchan. this inspired me bc of his latest bubble picture, like bro js let me crack pls pls pls
오시온 & 前田 陸 & 得能勇志 x f! reader requests library ──── genre smut–mdni 프락치 warnings slight dom reader & sub idol, implied consent/cnc—free use kink, teasing, small bits of degrading, somnophilia, oral fixation & oral (m), exhibitionism (dressing room), cum mess (facial & creampie), blue-balling (soz yushi), three separate short scenarios フラクチ
시온 ＊ SION
the ceiling stared right back at you as you laid awake. it wasn't rare for you to have sleepless nights, but the reason as to why you were still awake laid beside you— sleeping peacefully. to your right was your boyfriend, sion, unknowing of what was racing through your mind. due to his harsh nature of his job, he couldn't take you out anywhere nor spend much time at home with you; he would only come home, eat, catch up on what he needed to do, and fall asleep. it was like having a stranger in your bed, and it was suffocating you.
you would be lying if you said you weren't upset about it, but what pressed you was the lack of sexual activity. sion's body shifted towards you, his breath hitting your neck, and an arm wrapped around you. his small murmurs were caught by your skin, which sent shivers down your entire body. making a quick judgement, your hand reached down to where your bodies connected–essentially to palm his non-erect cock.
although he had waken you up with head before, you never had the chance to return it back. you continued your motions and his body reacted to the motions, his breath hitching. after a couple of strokes on the outside of his boxers, you pulled them down enough to see all of him. carefully removing yourself from his embrace, you shifted yourself onto his lap; your hands found his abs to steady yourself. his cock was now visibly erect, his tip pink with need.
moving with need, you rubbed your clothed pussy on his bare cock. with each movement, sion's breath would be caught to then finally, his eyes opening-adjusting to the sight of you on top of him. sion's hand immediately latched onto your hips, pushing you down further on him.
"good morning baby, how was your sleep?" your voice dripped with need as you felt the pre-cum seep in the outer side of your panties. to your question, quiet and pathetic moans were heard from the man under you.
"g-good, it was good..." sion's voice trembled at the first syllable, his hips thrusting forward-to which you pushed them down to the mattress.
you scowled at him, "sionie, honey. i need you just to stay in place, okay? be a good dildo for me." to your surprise, sion nodded at your words and tried his best to keep himself from moving his hips at all.
the choice came pretty fast than expected as you moved yourself out of your panties, letting the cool air hit your pussy. with a few more pumps to his cock, you rose your body and used your hand to aim his cock to your entrance. as his cock and your pussy finally made a solid connection, it caused a hiss to erupt from the both of you. sion's breath shuddered as he finally felt the warmness coming from you, his grip on you getting tighter and tighter with each inch getting deeper and deeper.
riding him, you found a perfect pace for yourself-continually pleasing yourself yet punishing him. moans left your body as the rhythm between your bodies came knocking down on you hard. the sensation of your warm walls allowed the sensation of his cock hitting your exact g-spot. you could see how sion stared at you, taking all of him in; it was intimidating but thrilling knowing he was only listening to you.
"babe, y/n- please. let me cum, i can't hold it in anymore." his pleads hit your ears as you continued your pace, your right hand finding itself touching your sensitive bud.
"make me cum first, then i'll let you." sion didn't think twice before replacing your hand with his instead. his rough hands hit you hard which sent your orgasm to come in early. your body went forward into him as your walls clenched onto his cock. it wasn't long before sion came inside as well, the cum forming into a ring on the base of his cock.
your lips found his in an instant, finally making contact with him. sion smiled into the kiss as he laid you back on the mattress, his cock still in you. as he pulled away, his eyes showed a glint of light.
"it's my turn now."
リク ＊ RIKU
to your boyfriend’s knowledge, your keen fixation of having something in your mouth wasn’t new. whether it was a lollipop, a toothpick, or the actions of chewing multiple pieces of gum throughout the day was normal. what he didn’t expect was his dick being part of that equation.
erotic sounds filled the living room in your shared studio apartment. wet and messy—that was the view riku was seeing and was currently feeling. with both of his hands knotted into your hair, his deem focus on pushing your head more down into his pelvis.
this came suddenly when you mentioned being tired of the same three things being in your mouth and riku, being the best boyfriend, tried looking up online other alternatives; until he saw you on your knees pulling down his sweats and boxers in one go.
your hand quickly made contact with his dick, stroking him til you felt the blood rush—your eyes on him the whole time.
“no need to search it up, i have an other way of getting rid of my boredom,” your words resonated within riku as he felt his breaths came out irregular from your movements.
it wasn’t too long before riku felt his dick harden and that was his answer to your sudden decision. the moment your lips connected to the pre-cum leaking from his tip, his hips thrusted up causing a small gagging sound erupt from your mouth full of dick. clawing down onto his bare thighs, your nails formed crescent moon shapes–which would definitely develop into bruises the next day.
you had riku right where you wanted him, and sucking his dick was a luxury. your lips formed into a smile as you began bobbing your head; not forgetting to give his balls a bit more attention than usual. riku wasn't used to receiving blowjobs, he was the one always giving as he found pride in being able to make his cutie of a girlfriend cum under his tongue. yet seeing his girlfriend finding joy in sucking his dick made him feel good.
the sounds of gagging, splotches of saliva and saliva bubbles rimmed against the base of riku's cock. it wasn't a surprise when you felt riku's fingers dig into your scalp, you knew he was close to cumming. his mouth let out moans, bits of tears pricking at his eyes, which came to a stop as soon as you forcefully lifted your head from his pelvis.
riku, to his surprise, let out a whimper and tried pulling you closer to him; only for that to do nothing as your hands continued what your mouth couldn't handle anymore. putting your lips on his peak of his tip, you stroked him until he reached his breaking point.
"that's right, pretty boy. go ahead, cum on me."
your words only pushed him forward, covered your lips and bits of your face with cum. riku's body had arched and fallen back on the sofa as his face contorted while he covered you with his cum. as to when he finally opened his eyes, a big smile was on your face as you pressed kisses on his tip and down along to the base of his cock.
"i think i may have found something better than what i used to have in my mouth."
ユウシ ＊ YUSHI
could you blame yourself to the actions that occurred in the dressing room of some random department store, grabbing pieces of clothing and asking the employee to open a dressing room for you and your unsuspecting boyfriend.
truly unsuspecting because he believed you were going to actually try on the clothes, "i think you would look good in that light brown top."
your deadpanned expression faced him as you watched him inspect the clothes, not before making him sit down on the seat the department provided. there was nothing wrong with a boyfriend wanting to see what the girlfriend was trying on, right? that's what yushi thought until you were riding him with a hand over his mouth.
it all happened so quickly as all yushi remembered was you sitting on his lap and quickly undoing the button of his jeans and pulling everything down to his ankles. and shit, it doesn't take much for a man like him to get hard at the sight of his girlfriend. yushi had a perverted side to him that he didn't want to admit, yet here was his dirtiest fantasy coming to life.
he didn't even notice that you were basically naked from the waist down, the man truly lost in his thoughts until he felt the warm invitation from you. the sounds of a moan came out from the both of you, only that yours was quiet and yushi's a bit loud. clamping a hand over his mouth, you adjusted yourself to his size and began to quickly ride him.
like it was already programmed in his system, his hand came in between where your bodies connected and began rubbing the sensitive bud–causing you to lean into him more. the harsh pace you set on yourself and him allowed you to be fully in control of the situation. it was sight for yushi to see, his girlfriend fucking herself on his cock.
yushi knew when you were close to cumming, he saw it in your eyes and how you furrowed your eyebrows–your gaze steady onto the man right infront of you. yushi moved your hand from his mouth and quickly caught your lips in soft, quiet kisses; his fingers continuing the motions on your clit.
it wasn't long until you came undone with yushi's help, your body collapsing on his. you remained there until a knock was heard on the dressing room door, a soft reminder that you were in public.
"sorry, we're still in here! i'm almost done!" you announced to the employee who had knock and responded with an apology before retreating to the next stall over.
rising yourself from his cock, you glanced at the light brown top then back at yushi.
"you were right, the light brown top does look good."
after composing yourself along with yushi, he paid for the top and made it to the food court–only for yushi to excuse himself to the restroom. that man had to relief himself one way or another, and he was not going to wait til he got home. yushi knew that you didn't intentionally blue-ball him, but he also knew that he was going to pay you back for that stunt.
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › first post to mark the new year!! this has BEEN in the drafts for so long, i finally decided to actually finish writing it over my homework so MY APOLOGISES ANONS who asked for this :D also trying out a new pinkish theme yaaaaaaaaaa i missed writing. also the smtown soda pop performance made me get up and begin my tumblr writing
adachi tohru 大崎将太郎 x f! reader drabble library ──── genre angst smut–mdni 프락치 warnings persona four themed & spoilers, police assistant reader, mean & misogynist detective shotaro, mentions of murder(s) drinking harassment, age gap (shotaro: 27 reader: 20) and power in-balance, creampie (don’t), manipulation, dead dove elements (non-con), japanese honorifics used, no happy ending フラクチ reader: doll, brat, whore
月曜日, IT WAS MONDAY AND IT WAS A NORMAL DAY at the office. Little reports were brought up, nothing at the scale of little town Inaba—unlike Tokyo. You were a recent transfer, much to your dislike but it was a needed change due to personal home problems. Your job was simple: answer and take calls from the residents in town, report it to the officer or the detective (if necessary), and be an errand girl.
⠀⠀“Hey, have you taken in any calls or are you getting paid to do nothing?”
⠀⠀“You there. Be a doll for me and grab me some more coffee.”
⠀⠀“L/N-san, did you manage to grab the file from the copy room?”
Requests like these were commonly given to you, small but very annoyingly to be constantly doing. The only one who was in the same boat as you was Osaki Shotaro, the young police detective who was partnered with Nakamoto Yuta. There were only short interactions you had with the young detective and your first impressions of him was that he was lazy but caring when it came down to his job. Unlike the other officers at the station, he didn’t give you any annoying or short-term tasks. Osaki Shotaro just politely smiled at you and followed Nakamoto-san, yet his smile never reached the tired eyes.
金曜日 FRIDAY 04/15 RAINY
刑事 THE YOUNG DETECTIVE SOON became like the rest of them. Along with Nakamoto, Osaki was tasked with the investigation of the murders of Yamano Mayumi and Konishi Saki. The tiredness in his eyes only deepened, hands with important files or with half-warmed coffee, his tie loosened compared to his ironed-out suit. For the small little town of Inaba, it was quite the thrill of having the news capture the hot gossip that was spreading in the country of Japan.
You tried your best filtering out the calls, figuring out what was important to bring up to Osaki. He always took your information and did what he believed was best with it. Sometimes you had nothing else to bring him other than the press and the public pressure was getting heavy. You can’t imagine the pressure Osaki was in, especially with him showing incompetence at the crime scene.
⠀⠀“L/N-san, do you have a moment by chance?” The voice straightened you out as you looked up from your computer. Staring right at you was Osaki, his hand holding what seemed to be a pair of keys. “Sorry, I figured that it was both our lunchtime.. we could grab a bite?”
Right, it was 12:45 PM. The second-half of the police station’s lunchtime.
⠀⠀“Of course, Osaki-san. Though I figured you would rather eat with Nakamo-”
Osaki cut you off, “Please,” a scoff came out. “If I spend any more time around that guy, I’ll end up shooting myself in the head.” He turned around and made his way outside of the police station, jingling the car keys in the process.
It was a sudden and odd request, but he is your boss in a way… and you didn’t want to lose your job over saying no.
水曜日 WEDNESDAY 04/27 RAINY
日 DAYS AND DAYS HAD PASSED SINCE the initial invite to lunch, and the young detective had begun to slight step over the line. But this request was much different to the other ones: giving Osaki the files of the murders to him.. at his house.
You walked to his house address, which was oddly close to your current address. Knocking the way he told you to knock, Osaki Shotaro opened up the door with a smile and gave you space to enter his house. Just like any woman, or man, you took in your surroundings and your eyes quickly scanned the bottles of alcohol on the table. The lock was heard on the door and the detective ushered you in—not before removing your shoes.
⠀⠀“Welcome to my.. house, it’s quite the spectacle, isn’t it?” Osaki rubbed the back of his neck in the sheer awkward silence that filled the room.
⠀⠀“I believe it suits you, Osaki-san.”
Osaki chuckled, “Please. We’ve known each other for how many months? Six? Seven? No need to keep the honorifics, it’s just us. Shotaro is fine.”
⠀⠀“Right, Shotaro..” It was weird saying your superior’s first name out loud, especially without any honorifics. Ahem, “well, here’s the file you asked me for. If that’s all that is needed of me, I think I should head back home.”
Os—Shotaro’s expression changed into a more serious one and if you had looked any further beyond his face, you would’ve seen his free hand form into a fist. He shook his head.
⠀⠀“Y/N, I invited you to my house. I don’t want you to leave just yet. Please, sit down and have a drink with me.” He motioned you to sit down and placed a hand on your shoulder. “You wouldn’t deny your superior, right? Be a doll.”
Just a drink wouldn’t hurt, right?
暴行 AS TO HOW YOU WERE ON THE FLOOR, you didn’t know when that happened. Your eyes couldn’t adjust to the light right above you, especially with the warmness you felt on top of your body. Rubbing your eyes (which ended up ruining your mascara), Shotaro was fingering you while he was kissing you from the bottom to the top of your chest.
⠀⠀“My doll’s awake. I was starting to get bored but I didn’t want to be the only one having fun.” His assault continued with his fingers as you tried your best to squirm and push him away from you.
His actions stopped; Shotaro looked at you, anger in his pupils. Sucking in his teeth, he flipped you around and adjusted himself right behind you, straddling your body. Quickly removing his belt, he restrained your arms and pulled you with it.
⠀⠀“Don’t be a fucking brat, you’re going to take my cock and you’re not going to anything about it.” The sound of his zipper was heard and the drag of his cock on the slit caused you to squirm.
You prayed and prayed that this would be over, or that it was just a bad dream and that you were in bed in the comfort of your home. Yet the stretch that came from Shotaro’s rough entrance made you think otherwise. His movements gave you no room for comfort, the pace was even worse.
⠀⠀“This is what women are meant to be. Just stupid cocksleeves. Isn’t that what you are?”
You gave no response, the tears had spoken for you but it wasn’t enough for him. His hand wrapped itself against your neck and pulled you closer to him, your back arching in the process.
⠀⠀“Fucking respond to me, whore. You came here just to get fucked, didn’t you? That’s what the last girl in your place was for.”
His fingers dug in your skin as you tried to deny his statement. Each time you showed any sign of restraint, Shotaro’s assault became harsher. His movements became erratic as he felt his release coming in, literally. It wasn’t long before he came right inside of you, his cum showing no ends of stopping.
The hold on your neck was gone, the marks still evident. Catching his breath, he let go of the belt holding your hands and watched your body collapse right beneath him. Shotaro pulled out and watched his gooey-cum seep into the carpet below, a friendly reminder to clean the carpet in the next hour. He studied your body, watching it become lifeless each second that passed.
Now, he was a gentleman and cleaned your pussy from all of the cum—getting every inch and making sure no evidence could be collected from it. He put on your panties, pants, and dress shirt back on before picking you up. You were in the classic romantic bridal style in his arms, just like you had dreamed of. Shotaro led you to the T.V. and paused for a moment.
⠀⠀“Y/N, you were perfect but not perfect enough to keep. I’ll see you again once the fog lifts.”
日曜日 SUNDAY 05/01 CLOUDY
死 THE POLICE WERE CALLED TO THE SCENE. Another body had appeared after the fog lifted and this proved it had to be a serial murder case. The third body appeared to be upside down on the telephone pole, just like the other two cases.
Of course Nakamoto Yuta and Osaki Shotaro were called to the scene, but this was more of an urgent and personal call. The body of L/N Y/N stared right back at them, still in her office wear with her police assistant badge in full display. Osaki Shotaro looked away from the scene and made his way a few feet away from the body. Muttering to himself quiet, he spoke:
⠀⠀“Your death was perfect.”
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › hi.. lol.. wazzzuppp 😂😂 im so back. one post before the year ends. #mb for being lowkirknuinely being mia, school kinda took over. also i dont expect anyone to understand my niche references but i have been fixated on persona & riize so why not #combine!! i hope everyone had a happy holidays and plz dont diddy anyone this is meant to be taken as fiction and not a reflection of shotaro :D
ur so good at writing 3some 🤤 can u do reader with subby sion & riku or riku & yushi next 🧎🏻♀️➡️🧎🏻♀️➡️🧎🏻♀️➡️
프락치’s letters from home (anon)
ahhh ty!!! i try my best when it comes to 3somes 😅😅BUT anon, no worries i have some thing cooking with all three of them. separate scenarios bc foursomes are not for the weak 🫡🫡🫡
i love dressed up so much 😋 can you maybe do freeuse sion & riku with reader 🫣
riku リク & sion 시온 ࿐ saké dreams
CONCEPT — you caught the eyes of your coworkers
office coworkers 오시온 & 前田 陸 x f! reader request library ──── genre smut–mdni 프락치 warnings porn w plot, feminine reader, they all work a 9-6, implied consent/cnc—free use kink, slight exhibitionism (they fuhh in an office room), minor degradation (verbal & mental), creampie(s), onri are big time perverts, double vg penetration, fingering & finger sucking, quickie TBH, mentions of pregnancy(?) フラクチ reader: slut, sweetheart, cum dump
日曜日, IT WAS SUNDAY AND YOUR TEAM LEAD always liked to host a get-together once in a while. You always said no since you’d rather rest at home than be around your coworkers again, yet the words “Yes, I’ll be there” left your mouth before you even realized it. Your team leader smiled, nodded, and made his way towards your coworker in front of you.
⠀⠀“Ah, Sion! You’ll be there as well right?” Sion’s gaze shifted to the team lead then to you. He nodded slowly as he focused back onto the computer screen in front of him. The team lead muttered a small “Yes” as he moved from person to person, tormenting them with the get-together.
⠀⠀“I’m surprised you said ‘yes’ to the get-together, Y/N. You always say ‘no’.” The manly voice, in front of you, was heard as the sounds of typing could be heard after.
⠀⠀“Well, we’ve all been working pretty hard for the new development, surely we all must treat ourselves once in a while.” Your eyes shifted as you quickly typed an email document to the Visual Department.
Sion’s wheeled office chair made a sound as he rose from his seat and cleared his throat twice, before making his exit from the office. On the dot, it was 5:30 PM—only 30 minutes before the day of work was over. Your hand moved the mouse to click on the Print icon in the left hand corner of your screen. Clicking confirm, you rose from your office chair and told the team lead you were going to make copies of the rough draft.
部屋, THE WALK TO THE COPY ROOM wasn’t horrible, it was only the floor beneath your office and you could definitely use the change of scenery—which consisted views of busy city of Tokyo. Truly, you couldn’t afford to live in the city without this office job and it was true to many corporate employees.
You opened the door to the Copy Room and the familiar sounds of the printer could be heard. As you made your way towards the printer, footsteps were entering the room as well. The thought of who was entering never crossed your mind at all, as you already knew who was coming in at this time. A body pressed against your back, along with Sion’s body coming into frame of your eyesight.
⠀⠀“No sound at all, okay?” You nodded in agreement as you felt hands groping at your chest, gripping on them with need. Your gray-pencil skirt was hiked up to your hips, scrunched up which effectively ruined your time ironing it, while your button-up blouse was quickly unbuttoned, showing off the white-laced bra. Your coworkers’ hands were quick as all of you knew you couldn’t waste too much time in the printing process.
Every Sunday at 5:30 PM, you met your two coworkers, Oh Sion and Maeda Riku, at the Copy Room ready to please them from the long hours at the office. Consequentially, your shared department was put on more pressure by the company to file reports which caused you and your colleagues to visit the Copy Room more often.
You felt Riku’s fingers move your cum-soiled panties to the side, his fingers dipped into your messy heat and pulled them out. He rose his hand in between you and Sion, showing the white-glistening liquid on his two fingers. The older male grabbed the younger male’s hand and shoved his fingers into your mouth.
⠀⠀ “Suck onto his fingers, you slut.” Your tongue automatically wrapped itself around Riku’s fingers as you tasted the mixed cum. Sion’s face gained a sinister smile as he watched you clean up their your mess. To which it was a good idea to have fingers in your mouth, preventing any sound that came from your used body.
Riku’s cock entered you without any resistance as he began thrusting into you, causing your body to go forward into Sion’s embrace. The man behind you remove his fingers from your mouth, before placing a strong grip onto your hips—a bruise forming the next day. Sion’s fly zipper was heard being pulled down as he quickly took out his cock out as well.
His hand grabbed yours as he made your hand wrap around his cock, jerking him off. Riku’s mouth found itself on the exposed skin of your shoulder, biting down his grunts and moans—forming a bite mark that would be hard to cover up. The man in front of you took this as his chance to whisper into your ear, “You can handle us both inside, right sweetheart?” You didn’t even have time to respond as your body was lifted by the two men, causing your hands to instinctively grab onto their body trying to find a platform to hold onto.
Riku stopped his abusive movements into you, which gave Sion the perfect time to finally insert himself into your heat. Whimpers came out of you as you felt the stretch between your legs, and a grunt sprung out from Sion’s lips. Both men had lifted you a few inches off the ground and the carpet floor became dirty with the splotches of mixed cum, dripping from you. Your colleagues began their cock induced assault in your pussy, filling the room with unholy squishes.
It was flithy and disgusting at how they didn’t seem to mind pumping back in the old cum into you. It wasn’t too long until Riku spilled himself into you, his thrusts stuttering as his cum filled your insides once again. His mouth finally leaving your shoulder as he planted kisses on your bitten shoulder. The male behind you pulled out and quickly gathered himself up, before grabbing one of the printed copies. Sion took the chance to lay you down onto the table behind you, causing a small mess of the papers scattered on the table.
⠀⠀“I’ll see you back at the office.” Riku looked back at Sion thrusting into you, before mentioning a “Don’t be late!” The door closed right behind him as Sion’s gaze was fixed onto you. His fast pace continued as he felt himself tipping over the edge, his fingers immediately finding your clit. Your hand reached your mouth as your eyes rolled to the back of your head.
His pace was brutal which meant his fingers were equally the same. Your pussy clutched itself onto his cock as you felt your orgasm closing in, the grip on your hips tightened as he quickly climaxed into your pulsing sex. Sion’s cum mixed in with Riku’s once again as he pulled out of you. A whine sprung out of your lips due to the pressure between your legs being gone. As you opened your mouth to speak, you were quickly shut up as Sion’s fingers entered you, pushing the mixed cum back inside you.
⠀⠀“I’m pushing this back into you, and hopefully you’ll get that maternity leave one way or another.” Sion spoke as he used his other hand to rub your clit. Your mouth formed an O-shape as you finally came down on his curled fingers.
Sion took out his fingers and shoved them in your mouth, once again. Cleaning them with your tongue, Sion moved your panties back to their place—keeping their cum inside. A pop sound came out as he took his fingers out from your mouth. Just like Riku, he gather himself up and grabbed a copy from the printer. You sat up on the table and breathed in-and-out, trying to gather yourself up.
He glanced at your fucked-out state and planted a kiss on the crown of your head. Sion handed you a copy from the printer, “You did great, I’ll grab the other copies.”
Nevertheless, all of you still had a job to maintain. Sion’s back was turned to you as he grabbed the remaining copies. You buttoned your blouse and pulled down your pencil skirt, looking decent and professional once again. As you looked down at your watch, the time stared back at you: 5:45 PM.
sion • 7:50 PM
how was getting home, our little cum dump? ㅎㅎㅎ
riku • 7:51 PM
LOL it was probably so hard, she def had cum leaking out of her on the train
You sighed as you read the messages. The shower was running behind you as you stripped out of your work clothes and undergarments. You stared at the soiled panties on the floor, glistening with cum. A very specific reminder of what happened at your 9-6. Your phone buzzed again.
iMessage: riku
don’t forget, we have to go to the fuckass get-together. ay, at least it’s free saké!! 🥳🥳🥳
Great. You completely forgot about that. A glance at the mirror in front of you left you stunned for a while. Your eyes traced the bite mark left by Riku on your shoulder, followed with the small red spots resting on your hips. These marks were all just a reminder of where your destiny laid: a life with two perverted coworkers
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › anon, u had me in a chokehold when u sent this. it didn’t leave my mind at all so i wrote this the same day. this left me feeling like i need two hot coworkers to have their way with me. they don’t drink saké in this BUTTT i fear the title was too good to pass up!! Still on That #OnRi brainrot
CONCEPT — your best friends can’t help but be freaks
best friends 오시온 & 前田 陸 x f! reader 2366 library ──── genre smut–mdni 프락치 warnings porn w plot, protective/possessive onri, feminine reader, the skirt stays on, 3some (no mxm), fingering, slight cuck activity (sion), oral (m recieving), creampie (be safe! wear a condom), facial, aftercare, best friends 2 lovers type shit フラクチ reader: princess, baby, babe
YOU BECAME BEST FRIENDS with Oh Sion and Maeda Riku during the beginning of your freshman year of high school, yet now all three of you were attending the prestigious Seoul National University. Although your majors and schedules did not line up for the most part, the friendship bloomed and became noted throughout campus.
Everyone knew you were pretty hard to talk to as one of your two best friends always lingered, scaring away individuals they didn't think were worthy of your attention. Whether it was just a small conversation with the opposite sex, your best friends' eyes would linger on the poor boy until he excused himself; your best friends' moods would brighten up and pretended like nothing had happened.
Of course there would be instances where you thanked the sky above that you didn't have to deal with creeps, but not every guy that spoke to you was a creep. So, you had no idea why Sion and Riku were staring so hard at the boy next you, Song Eunseok. The man sitting next to you was a well-known athlete at SNU, and a heartthrob to anyone who really paid attention to the rumors. Yet, you didn't really want to believe those rumors as you believed first impressions matter first before anything.
⠀⠀"Is Riku always like that?" Eunseok asked you, his gaze focused on the projector in front of the classroom. You looked behind you to find Riku glaring right at the back of Eunseok's head; his gaze shifted to you and gave you a quick smile before doting down notes. Sion gave you a pitiful look and said something under his breath, only Riku could've been able to hear.
You turned back around and took a quick glance at the man next to you. “My best friends are just protective. That's all.” The first excuse.
⠀⠀"Protective, huh," Eunseok chuckled, “I wouldn't have guessed by the way he stares at you, Sion too. They act like you’re their girlfriend.”
The crease in your eyebrows became noticeable as you took in Eunseok's words. Sure, your best friends were extremely protective of you but it was always like that since you could remember. From taking care of you due to your first breakup to comforting you after a harsh exam, your best friends had always been there.
They both put your needs first before theirs: Sion leaving his girlfriend (at the time) alone in order to pick you up from a failed first date, Riku answering your calls when he shouldn't have (like fucking another girl), or when they both helped you out of your soiled clothes after a drunken outing. You excused this behavior as just something that friends do, yet having someone else tell you what you were scared of thinking opened your mind for a moment.
Class passed by in a flash and Eunseok seemed to notice your distracted mind and offered to send you notes that were taken during your spacing out. You nodded at his offer and started packing up your materials into your tote bag. Eunseok turned to you, “Hey Y/N, did you maybe want to get some coffee with me?”
⠀⠀"She's going to be busy with us later." Sion spoke behind Eunseok, as Riku made his way to stand next to Sion. Eunseok sighed and stood up, looking back to the pair and laughed a bit.
⠀⠀"It was worth a try, wasn't it?" The Song boy excused himself and looked at you before leaving, “I'll text you later, Y/N.”
You smiled at him before giving him a wave, to which he returned before turning his back on you and walking out the classroom. Your gaze shifted onto the two boys standing in front of you: Sion having his arm around Riku's shoulder, with the younger man glancing at your bare legs along with your jean skirt. You stood up from your seat, putting your tote bag on your shoulder, and took two steps forward.
⠀⠀"Where are we going?" You asked the pair in front of you, one distracted and the other thinking.
⠀⠀"Back to the dorms? I've got an essay to finish, that is if I even finish." Sion spoke as he used his other hand to rub his temple. Riku snickered and extended his hand for you to take, which you happily did.
Hand holding was normal between friends, right? What.. what are you even thinking about? Damn you Eunseok for putting things into your head. The three of you made it out to Sion's car– Riku in the passenger seat and you in the backseat. As much as you enjoyed being in Sion's car, you hated sitting in the backseat due to Sion's past adventures with his ex-girlfriends. If you really focused and pressed your ear against the seat, you would hear small “papa.. papa..” coming from his seats.
THE DORM WAS QUIET when the three of you entered, the lights flickered on as soon as a presence was felt. Riku was the first one on the couch, a groan coming out of his lips. You were the second one, taking the spot next to him. Sion was the last one, laying on the couch with a thump.
⠀⠀"Remind me why we got this weak fucking couch?" Sion muttered as he tried getting comfortable, the couch moving slightly with each movement.
⠀⠀"Because you fucked out the old couch with Winter," Riku rolled his eyes at Sion's words, “can't believe you ruined that perfectly good couch, just to get your dick wet.”
⠀⠀"You fucked on that couch too, Ri. Don't try to be all innocent all of a sudden."
Topics like sex wasn't taboo with you three, but hearing your two male best friends casually talk about fucking on the old couch made you shift in your spot. You weren't a virgin, thanks to being set up by Yunjin, but it had been a while since you were dicked down. Silence fell upon you and the two men took a glance at you.
⠀⠀"How about you, Y/N? You ever fucked someone on the old couch?"
You shook your head as a no, “I never got the chance to, but it sounds like I didn't miss out on much."
Riku smirked at your response and inched closer to you, his hand close to your thigh. “Want to get another chance?” His words came out like turning on the faucet, no hesitation at all. You looked at him and opened your mouth to speak until you felt Sion next to you on the other side–his hand coming to caress your back.
Friends offered each other sex, right? Maybe this was just a sick prank they planned in order to make fun of you, but they weren't like that (well except that one time). You awkwardly let out a laugh, “You're not serious, right Ri?”
⠀⠀"Why wouldn't he be serious about it?" Sion whispered in your ear as the two men beside you began putting their hands on your thighs. Riku inched closer to the inner fabric of your skirt, “You'll let us do this to you, isn't that right princess?”
To say you weren't turned on would be a lie, yet something inside you knew this was wrong. If you let them do what they wanted, it would ruin the friendship between all three of you, yet that wasn't you were thinking when you nodded at their words. Sion's lips went from your ears all the way towards your neck, placing kisses while Riku turned your head to face him, kissing you.
Having your best friends kiss you like this was clouding your judgement. It overwhelmed your system as you had Riku kissing you like he was a starved man. His grip on your cheek and on your left thigh was intoxicating, meanwhile Sion's wet kisses slowly became hickeys–painting a canvas on your neck.
Sion's hand went further into your skirt, caressing your inner thigh as he got to the middle of your sex. The older male chuckled in your neck, “We've barely done anything, yet she's already beginning to drench her panties. You really wanted this, didn't you Y/N?"
Riku pulled away and a short whine came out of your lips, your eyes focusing on the men next to you. The younger male moved you so he would be right behind you, his bulge pressing up against your back. “Let's have Sionie see you, hmm?” Riku's hands went up to your tank top, pulling the straps down giving them a clear view of your white lacy bra. “You wore this just for us, only for us to see, to feel.” Sion's hands quickly cupped your breasts, musingly pulling down the lace bra with ease. His fingers rubbing your areolas causing your back to arch on Riku's body, further pressing you further into him as Sion began sucking on the skin.
Given the fact you felt like you were completely leaking onto couch and the stimulation Sion's hands and mouth was giving you, it wasn't very clear when Riku slid your panties to the side and began inserting two fingers into your warm pussy. Your throat processed your moan as you focused on the pleasure you were receiving. You saw how Sion's hand went down to finger you as well. Riku's fingers met Sion's as the pair began thrusting their fingers into you.
Your moans became louder as their fingers began curling into you, finding your g-spot. Riku was quick to shut you up by covering your mouth, “Shhh.. be quiet baby, we don't want a complaint this late into the semester.” Fuck the semester, you didn't care about anything else other than the two men who were making you feel like heaven.
⠀⠀"Please.. please, fuck- fuck- I'm gonna come!" You gasped as the pressure in your stomach kept getting stronger. Your head rested on Riku's shoulder as you had no idea who was rubbing your clit, but everything had come to a stop, causing you to cry out. “No.. please. Please let me come, please.. please..” Pathetic pleads came out yet were muffled by Riku's hand over your mouth. Your cries were short lived as the man behind you pushed you forwards to your other best friend. The younger male's hands rubbed against your skirt to which he pulled up, exposing you to him.
Sion's hands fixed your hair, wiping your tears as he kissed you. His kisses were soft with a sense of urgency, he cradled your face before pulling away and forcing your head down to his lap. “Want to make your Sionie feel good?”
“Yes.. please I want to make you feel good..” You pulled down Sion's pants along with his underwear, causing his cock to spring out. He was pretty, and pink with pre-cum oozing out of the flushed tip. As soon as you licked the tip, you felt Riku insert his cock into you–a series of moans coming out from each person.
The man behind you thrusted his hips into your wet pussy back and forth as your mouth was full of Sion's cock. With the hollowing of your cheeks and the moans being vibrated through Sion's cock, he began thrusting into your mouth, holding your head steadily. Your pussy and mouth were both getting penetrated by your two best friends.
Riku's hips stuttered as his groans became louder with each thrust, “This fucking pussy belongs to the both of us. How fucking perfect our little best friend is, how perfect her pussy is sucking me in.” Sion's hands let go of your head giving you a breather as you jerked him off, resting your head on his pelvic area.
⠀⠀"Fuck– I'm gonna cum in this pussy," A whine came out of you, “Yeah? You want me to cum in you princess? I'll give it to you.” Riku's thrusts came to a stop as he spilled out completely in you, a moan coming out of his mouth. Your hands unknowingly gripped Sion's cock causing him to whimper and cum all over your face. The warm substances you felt in between your inner thighs along with your face was present; your body laid on the couch with your two best friends. You felt Riku pull out, his cock softening due to the change in pressure, and his fingers collecting the cum leaking out of you.
Riku brought his cum-covered fingers to your mouth, to which you obliged by sucking his fingers clean, “Jesus fucking Christ, you still can't get enough..” Sion moved your head onto one of the pillows as he tucked himself back into his jeans, getting up to bring a towel. You moved your body so you could face Riku, who had a drop of sweat dripping on his flushed face. He fixed your top, along with your bra, and gave you a kiss on the forehead. “You did so well for us, baby.”
You nodded and closed your eyes. Sion quickly came back and cleaned you up from the messes the pair did to you, starting from the face then to your lower region. “Here Ri, put that in the laundry basket," is what you heard when Sion lifted you to bring you to the bathroom. The older placed you on the sink and you opened your eyes to see two men in front of you again. You smiled and gave them both a hug, forcing them to hug each other too.
You pulled away and sighed, “I love you two but I really need to pee and I should shower too.” You hopped off the sink counter and pushed the guys out of the bathroom. They both began to protest your actions until that was you said they could join you in the shower. Closing the door, you walked to sit on the toilet–not necessarily rethinking your choices but definitely wanting to rest from what happened.
⠀⠀"We'll be waiting for you babe!"
⠀⠀"Seriously hyung?"
⠀⠀"What? Is it not true? Plus we need to be more aware with her."
Although your dynamic as friends is gone, it definitely got better by getting two guys who like you–so be the fact they were your best friends. Maybe life really is like the movie Challengers…
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › im on the #OnRi brainrot. not my best work but i have been feeling #Freaked out so hello dubai ❤️ i want two boyfriends to dress them the same, i feel like i should say that this has a #Playlist so pls click on the dressed up! title :3
coworker 宏田力 x f!reader 2522 library ──── genre fluff & sugg. 프락치 warnings read only coworkers first to understand, pretty boy!maki, coworkers 2 lovers, maki been plotting on that, why maki & reader on that type timing.., eunchae appearance & yuma mention, flirty maki, classic hoodie trope, maki drives a black sports car, slight mention of size difference (buff maki save me), maki low on the freak meter フラクチ reader: my pretty girl
IT HAD BEEN A FEW DAYS after Maki’s date-night announcement, and to be fair, you were stuck in a dilemma. Stuck between wanting to be friends or something more. You weren’t completely sure if he had a girlfriend, as he never mentioned other girls around you, but you knew you weren’t going to wreck a home.
The next day at work was normal, just like every other. Clocking in, saying hi to your coworkers, checking the schedule to see what you're going to be on; it was all routine. Coming into work was just pure routine, nothing seemed to change.
⠀⠀ “When did you come into work? I didn’t see you…” A voice behind you spoke as you put on your apron, tightening it in the back with a bow.
You turned around to face the voice. Of course it was Maki, yet something about him was different. His faded silver hair had gone back to black, and it looked good. The young man felt you staring at the top of his head, a small tint of pink rising to his cheeks.
⠀⠀ “When did you–”
⠀⠀ “Last night, actually. I wanted to go for a new look, you know?” Maki paused before giving you a boyish grin, “Why? You like it?”
You hummed as yes, before grabbing the headset on the charging station. “It looks good, and it suits you.” You were going to speak more until your manager, Euijoo, called out your name. Giving Maki a quick smile, you dismissed yourself.
Euijoo gave you a quick heads up about the dishes needed to be washed in the back, to which you grimaced at. It was one thing washing dishes at home, but at work? Yeah, no. Nevertheless, you nodded at his words and excused yourself to the back, not before handing him the headset.
MAYBE IT HAD BEEN HOURS, but you were starting to miss your coworkers up in the front. No one really thought to mention the bonds you would form with people you would never expect. As you were left with your thoughts, you heard someone coming to the back, presumably to throw trash away. The person did a quick peek as to who was washing dishes, and to your surprise, it was your pretty boy.
A quick “Bro?” came out from your lips as you tilted your head in response to his presence there. An automatic smile rose to your face as he came closer to you.
⠀⠀ “I was wondering where you went, turns out they sent you back here.” Maki looked over at the coffee equipment you were washing and came back to you. “Wanna show me how you wash dishes?”
His question was harmless to say the least, yet you knew there was something lurking behind each sentence he said. You scoffed, looking to your side, before looking back at the pretty boy next to you. “Don’t you already know how to do dishes? Why should I show you?”
⠀⠀ “What if I wanna see how you do it? Come on, just tell me the steps.” Maki gave you a mock pleading look, leaning in closer to study your facial expressions; the sudden proximity catching you off guard.
Sighing, you pointed to where the things went and their functions. Maki kept his smile as he kept his gaze on you, unwavering. You felt a small wave of embarrassment go through you and you pointed to the front.
⠀⠀ “Go. Go back to the front, you’re gonna get in trouble.”
⠀⠀ “Aww, you suddenly care about me, Y/N?”
⠀⠀ “No, I care about not getting another write up.”
Maki laughed as he reached the entrance to the front, “Sure, whatever makes you feel better.”
Some time passed and you heard laughter coming from the front to the back entrance. Your coworker friend, Eunchae, and the pretty boy were bringing the dirty towels to replace them. Eunchae waved at you and giggled a bit at your misery (washing dishes). You muttered some words that sounded like “Don’t make fun of me..” yet your heightened sense was focused on the boy standing far from the two of you.
⠀⠀ “Hey Y/N,” Maki spoke as he leaned over to dump out the dirty, soiled water from the towels, “I’ll be here for a while.. which means I’ll be seeing how you do dishes.” A hint of tease coating his words.
Looking over at Maki and at Eunchae, you pleaded with Eunchae to not leave you alone with that “weirdo.” All Maki could do was laugh, and spoke a sentence which left you wondering…
⠀⠀ “If Eunchae leaves right now, you’re not gonna be safe alone with me..”
To say that didn’t make you pause in your movements is an understatement. You didn’t even know you were lost in thought until Eunchae spoke.
⠀⠀ “Ah, Y/N,” Eunchae looked at you for a second before looking at the clean towels in the washer, “Do you know if these are– Whoa…I'm like so much taller standing here.”
You looked over to see Eunchae standing on the platform holding the washer and other equipment you couldn’t be bothered to look at. You smiled at her antics, and Maki spoke behind you. “You look about the same height, Eunchae.”
Easy for him to say, what a man standing at six feet.
Eunchae glared at him and motioned him to come over to where she was at, “Oh really? I bet I’m taller than you standing on this platform.”
Maki laughed in response, and made his way towards the platform, to which you didn’t even notice. The lack of space to get there is.. a pretty tight fit with a dish rack right behind you and the sink in front of you. You didn’t even feel it when Maki squeezed himself between you and the rack, your sight locked in on Eunchae. The action made you freeze for a moment, your heartbeat going crazy.
It wasn’t like a regular squeeze-by either, his body faced your back. He could’ve faced the other way, yet he didn’t. Laughter rang throughout the area and soon enough, you found yourself alone again. You didn’t mind it though, as it allowed you to collect your thoughts regarding that man. Finishing up the last dishes, you grabbed the container filled with the cleaned equipment and made your way towards the front. The smell of brewed coffee filled your nostrils as you focused your eyesight to the warm hues of the coffee shop.
Leaning over to properly put away the dishes, you heard a small whistle tune. You didn’t have to look to see who it was, yet you did either way. You made eye contact with Maki as he looked at you while waiting for the iced drink to mix. He flashed you a wink before smiling and laughing at your reaction, leaving you stunned. Looking away before your cheeks warmed up, you focused your attention back on the container of dishes. Just two more minutes left on your shift.
COMING BACK HOME from that shift was the best feeling. You didn’t have to worry about any more confusing advances from the pretty boy. Your phone buzzed, a notification from Instagram coming through. It was a message from Maki, speaking of the devil.
[your user] rikimaus_: hey, r u busy rn?
Opening the message, you were met with your chat log with him. Pausing for a moment, your fingers quickly typed out a response.
you: no. i just got home, why?
rikimaus_: wanna go out? i need company
The heat rose to your cheeks as you reread the message.
you: sure, what’s the occasion?
rikimaus_: just hanging out
rikimaus_: send me the address, i’ll pick u up
you: okay, sounds good. here [address]
seen just now
It’s like you flew out of your bed as soon as you typed out your address. Opening your closet, you looked for an outfit that wasn’t completely out there but one that allowed you to be comfortable as well. Pairing baggy jeans along with a tube top, you quickly combed your hair, allowing it to take on its natural state. It was cases like these that you were grateful you did your makeup for work. Your phone buzzed on the bed, once then twice.
[your user] rikimaus_: i’m outside
[your user] rikimaus_: hurry, ur neighbors are looking at me weird
Grabbing your phone, you made your way to the door, not before saying goodnight to your parents. Opening the door, you were met with Maki’s black sports car parked right outside. Slightly sprinting to the car, you opened the passenger door and sat in the seat, right after closing the door.
The car’s aroma hit your nostrils like the planes hit the Twin Towers, and the Pentagon. Maki’s car smelt like him, and it was clouding your judgement.
⠀⠀ “Didn’t think you would actually come. I was thinking you were sleeping or something.”
⠀⠀ “Not really, I don’t fall asleep until twelve or so.”
Maki hummed in agreement before getting the car out of park. The engine revved throughout the neighborhood as he left your house. Some song by The Weeknd was playing and it set the mood throughout the car. As Maki drove through the streets, you couldn’t help but gaze over at him. His laid back demeanor changed as he drove, his eyes sharp at the cars driving by.
You cleared your throat, “So, why did you want to go out?”
⠀⠀ “Needed a change of scenery, and besides, I wanted to hang out more with you.” Maki gave you a quick glance, eyes softening just seeing you.
⠀⠀ “Valid take. I don’t think I’ve gone out with someone like this on a whim.”
⠀⠀ “Well, there’s a first for everything.”
A comfortable silence filled the car as the only thing interrupting it was Maki’s mumbling of the lyrics. Maki pulled into a drive through of some business you didn’t even bother remembering the name of. As Maki began to order, you took in more of his car. His interior was definitely nice and to think he bought it with barista money… hoo boy.
⠀⠀ “Y/N, which flavor of ice cream do you want?”
His question interrupted your train of thought, “I’ll just get rocky road.” Maki nodded and said it to the speaker. The employee read back the order and Maki muttered a quick “Thank you” before driving up to the window.
⠀⠀ “Since when were we going to get ice cream?”
⠀⠀ “I was craving it, and besides it’s the perfect time to get ice cream.”
⠀⠀ “Maki, it’s 63 degrees outs–”
You were cut off by the employee asking for the type of payment, to which Maki gave the employee his card. After a while the employee handed him back his card along with the ice creams. Maki handed you the rocky road, hands making contact for a second. The pretty boy drove off and found parking outside of the business establishment, putting the car in park before focusing his attention on the ice cream.
Within the first taste of your ice cream, you shivered a bit. It was too good, yet so cold. Maki, as attentive as ever, reached in the backseat and pulled out a hoodie. Placing it on your lap, he focused back on the ice cream. You paused and looked at the material in front of you then back at Maki.
⠀⠀ “Your hoodie–”
⠀⠀ “You looked cold, plus I don’t want the ice cream to melt with the heating.”
Sighing, you knew you couldn’t debate Maki when he was set on something. The ice cream cup found its spot in the cup holders of the car as you put on the hoodie, the smell of his cologne hitting you once again. While you knew Maki was pretty buff for his age, you didn’t think his hoodie would’ve been this comfortable and big to say the least. Fixing your hair, you looked over at Maki, who stared at you.
⠀⠀ “Is there something wrong..?”
Maki shook his head. “No, nothing at all. You just look nice in my hoodie.” Feeling the heat go up to your cheeks, you smiled.
⠀⠀ “Thanks? I appreciate it, truly. I didn’t know I was going to get this cold.”
⠀⠀ “Well, isn’t that why you have me?”
The question felt intimate, personal, like he wanted something more out of it and maybe he did. Like you, he placed his cup in the holder and leaned in, closing the distance between you two. Your breath hitched in a moment, your body frozen from the proximity. If you really focused on what was going on, you could see his eyes scan your face– from your eyes to your lips–or how his breath hit your face.
⠀⠀ “Maki, what are you doing?” A whisper came out of you, afraid of what was coming next.
⠀⠀ “Testing to see if I can hold out,” Maki paused for a quick second before following up, “Can I? Will you let me?”
You knew what he was referring to, yet you nodded at his words.
IT WAS LIKE EARTH stopped as soon as his lips touched yours. He pulled away after pecking your lips, staring into your dazed eyes. As you smiled, he smiled back at you and went for another kiss again. Your lips matched a rhythm with his, your hands finding his face. It felt perfect, it felt like a dream come true. As you two pulled away from each other, a small string of spit went down your face. Quickly cleaning it up, Maki laughed at your flushed state and fixed your lipstick.
⠀⠀ “My pretty girl, so messy.” Maki muttered as he cradled your face, his eyes showing love and a hint of lust behind them.
⠀⠀ “Yours? Wait, what about that date you had? I thought you were going to see that gir–” The male shut you up by giving you another kiss.
⠀⠀ “It was just a lie. I wanted to see your reaction and to my surprise, you reacted like how I wanted to. Though I didn’t expect that Luma fellow or whatever–”
⠀⠀ “Yuma–”
⠀⠀ “Right, that guy. I didn’t expect him to budge in and ruin my mood.”
⠀⠀ “He’s a nice guy. Super sweet too, he was telling me about his new collectab–”
It was like Maki formed a new habit then and there: kissing you to make you shut up. Smiling into the kiss, you felt Maki bring you closer to him; the ice cream now longer forgotten. You didn’t mind this new bond at all. Maybe Maki was yours to begin with, even with that fake date he planned to make you jealous. As you two pulled away for a breather, Maki’s red cheeks matched with yours.
Too many girls think he’s pretty, that just goes with his charm. Your eyes linger on Maki too much, his linger on you even more. Either way, would you be lying if you didn’t like it?
You like him anyway, so why hide it?
written by monica (fraktsify)
— &. NOTES › would i be lying if i said i wrote this in three hours.... i love this story and i wish my ending ends like this too. thank u to those who wished for a part two, i hope u enjoy.
coworker 宏田力 x f!reader 117O library ──── genre fluff & angst 프락치 warnings pretty boy! maki, coworkers to friends to ???, roblox kid!reader & maki, reader lowk a stalker, reader is delusional (lovingly), maki brainrot agenda, big time flirt maki, slightly jealous maki & jealous reader, maybe unrequited love ? フラクチ
YOU DIDN’T KNOW WHEN it happened, it just did. You had seen this pretty boy at work before, but you didn’t really see any interest in him. You only knew he was the same age as you and in college too. Everyone at work knew you were pretty outgoing and being able to easily chat it up with the other coworkers, but why was this pretty boy so hard to talk to?
You didn’t know when you first began talking to him, it just became a habit. One work day, you didn’t talk to him; the next work day, both of you were chatting it up. Looking at him from afar, he was pretty and looking at him close, he was pretty. Damn it, he really lived up to his nickname. His dimples showed whenever he smiled, lighting up his eyes. His hard to miss height also played a key point in how people viewed him.
You came to know the pretty boy as Riki Maus, or Maki due to there being another Riki at work. On the schedule, he was labeled as RIKI M. and you definitely used that to find out his Instagram (to which you did and realized he was very attractive outside of the work uniform). His feed showed his fashionable taste in clothing, and his love for his family. Maki was definitely the perfect guy everyone thought he was.
IT WAS A WARM SUMMERY AFTERNOON and you were waiting for your ride to pick you up from work. Damn you for not getting your license when you turned sixteen. You sat in the break room and scrolled through your phone until a presence joined you as well, taking the seat next to you.
⠀⠀ “Are you on your break?” The automatic question came out of your mouth whenever you would see someone in the break room, or enter it.
⠀⠀ “Yeah, I’m on my ten. Aren’t you already off?” Maki looked at you and it caused the both of you to make eye contact.
You hummed as a yes and looked back at your phone, scrolling mindlessly before he interrupted your doom scrolling of IG Reels.
⠀⠀ “You play Roblox?”
⠀⠀ “Huh..? Oh yeah, I do.”
⠀⠀ “Bet. Let me add you. What’s your user?”
A small panic ran through you as you extended your hand. “Let me put in the user.”
He laughed as he looked at you, “I bet it’s something embarrassing, right?”
⠀⠀ “It’s not! I just don’t like saying it out loud…”
He handed you his phone and watched you put in your user. Clicking the Add Friend button, you focused back on your phone and accepted the request. Handing back his phone, he smiled and clicked on a game.
⠀⠀ “Join me, while I still have time on my ten.”
As much as you tried to deny what you were hearing, you nodded and clicked his profile to join the game. It was a good two minutes of playtime before Nicholas walked into the break room and dabbed up Maki. You tried your best to ignore Nicholas and focused your attention on the game, not realizing Maki had left it as soon as Nicholas entered. You heard them talk about their college classes and before you knew it, Maki and Nicholas were walking back to clock in.
You didn’t feel bad because for the first time, you felt seen by a guy. Yet those feelings had to be shaken; you didn’t want to be involved with another guy again, especially a pretty one at that.
YOU HAD A FEW SHIFTS together but it wasn’t anything where you two could talk. He would be clocking in, and you would be clocking out or vice versa. Okay maybe you two didn’t have shifts together but it was still something! Yet as each shift you two managed to have together, the closer you two became. There wasn’t a doubt that there were a bit of unspoken feelings between the two of you, but you were okay with how things were going. Bonding over the latest brain rot video, sharing horrid Reels to each other, and always laughing while at work. You would leave work with slightly warm cheeks contrasting with the cold breeze from outside.
Maybe, just maybe, you could get used to this pretty boy and his humor.
Grabbing the heavy items for you, leaning in to hear what you're saying, standing too close for you to smell his cologne, the lingering gazes on each other, suggestive comments, or even his winking towards you.… these were signs that were driving you crazy. You clearly flirted with him and he did too. This Japanese-German boy was hinting at something, something more for the two of you. Nevertheless, that would come and go as your friendship was built on spilling secrets and sending each other TikToks and Reels. It was just a small little crush you developed on him, so why did it hurt when he casually mentioned he had a date set for tonight?
His voice became static as he spoke, “See, I would stay longer and help you guys out, but I have a date tonight.”
The manager cooed at the young boy and decided to not push further, yet you wish he would’ve. Like a radio without a signal, you went silent upon hearing that. You hope he didn’t notice your sudden shift in demeanor and if he did, he didn’t say anything. In spite of feelings being everywhere, you had to pull through and help the next customer.
⠀⠀ “Oh hey Yuma! It’s odd seeing you this early in the day. Did you still want your usual?”
Yuma, your regular in the evening, kept in a laugh. “It is a bit early, isn’t it Y/N? And yes, I’ll be having my usual. Oh! Did I tell you about how I finally got…”
Yuma went on and on about his new collectible he managed to finally pull in a blind box, and it brightened your face a lot, which was quickly noted by Maki. Yuma’s drink was quickly called and he excused himself before grabbing it. Waving you goodbye, you smiled back at him and told him to have a good day.
⠀⠀ “Someone’s quite popular,” Maki spoke behind you, “I would start to think you’re interested in him.”
⠀⠀ “Who? Oh, you mean Yuma? He’s sweet but he’s not really…” You glanced at Maki, “my type of guy.”
⠀⠀ Maki gave you his signature smile before turning on his heel to begin brewing the next batch of coffee, “We’ll see about that, Y/N.”
Maki wasn’t yours to begin with, even with that date he has. Your eye follows his every move as you stand still, taking in all of him. Maki’s red cheeks match with yours, and you found yourself getting warmer whenever you two talk. Too many girls think he’s pretty, that just goes with his charm. Your eyes linger on Maki too much, you might start to think you’re being obvious, but not obvious enough for him.
But you’ll like him anyway.
written by monica (fraktsify)
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