↬ characters: sawamura daichi, bokuto koutarou, ushijima wakatoshi, kuroo tetsurou, terushima yuuji, and kita shinsuke
↬ genre: nsfw, crack
a/n: this is so crack but i love it! might do this as a “series” cus its so fun to write it (because your girl relates too much) alSO THANK YOU BBY~ you make me 🥺
-𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺 ᵕ꒳ᵕ
Sawamura Daichi
your boi didn’t know how he first got into pop but damn was he grateful for curious past! daichi cus not he knows you
Daichi probably likes the soft girl concept you got cus he’s a hard stan, so contrasting but yeah
YOUR SOFT GIRL LOOKS MAKES HIM HORNY AND SOFT AT THE SAME TIME
[ridemythighs_yn]: i wanna watch (y/n) drool and choke on my dick while looking straight on those innocent eyes 🙂
Bokuto Koutarou
hE LIKES KPOP! DON’T @ ME! He probably fights with Kuroo all the time because the latter keeps swerving into your lane!
Bokuto loves loves the girl-crush concept you have, it makes him kinda subby oomf A SWITCH TBH
BUT YOU ARE A QUEEN OF DUALITY! So when you go all soft out of nowhere, he’s just like 🥺 but also 🥵
[sTEPonme.QueenYn]: you know, in most days, i just want (Y/n) to spit on me.. but then again, i also wanna break her back? is that normal? cus either way, my dick is still hard as fuck… 🥴
Ushijima Wakatoshi
This boi is a soft stan 🥺 you just make him so soft with your pretty smile and those soft dimples 🥺 the way you dress with soft colors and pink 🥺 or the way you giggle while you cover your lips with your sweaterpaws 🥺
BUT THEN, he came across an edit made by a hard stan, Ushi was never the same after that :D
Ushi starts to notice all the things he didn’t pay any mind before, like the way you lick the spoon when he was watching you film a mukbang on vlive, or the way your thighs look so soft and supple on that tight bodycon dress
[ynis_babygirl]: My (Y/n) is a baby. Whoever made that edit of (y/n) as a stripper is going to hell… and i’m going with you. 😐 I hope you’re happy because now I think about how baby girl would look like while getting her guts rearranged 😐
Kuroo Tetsurou
This binch a HARD STAN and has an account dedicated to you on twitter and is one of the fans who makes edits and fanfics
Kuroo is also well known in the fandom cus he wRITES SOME DIRTY ASS FANFICTION LIKE REALLY REALLY DIRTY THAT IT COULD MAKE SATAN BLUSH he was the one who made that stripper au edit that ushi saw
when he makes those content, he makes himself blush and amaze with how well he makes it his ego pls
[yn.makesme_hARD]: you guys like my edits a little too much but i can’t blame you, while making them I get hard myself~ pLEASE LET ME HIT (Y/N)!!
Terushima Yuuji
fuckboi didn’t know what hit him when he learns about you and your group! bOI MET HIS MATCH! You were a little shit and A FLIRTY ONE AT THAT
When he saw you, he just knew. That you were the one cus he got hard when he saw you sucking that icecream while looking straight into the camera
You’re just so unpredictable and yuuji is living for it! You love making people flustered and you’re hella good at it. So when he saw you dancing to a trap beat, popping that ass,, he’s done
[eating.outyn.24_7]: tHE WAY (Y/N) THREW IT BACK, MY DICC FELT THAT WTF! I AM FINE!!–… I’M NOT FINE!! MY ARM TIRED AS HELL PLEASE LET ME REST (Y/N)! this boi can’t cum 99 times a day, baby girl! 😔😔
Kita Shinsuke
like Ushi he was soft boi but when provoked! HE GOES HARD HARD
You might never really tell what’s on his mind because of that kinda blank face BUT HE’S THINKING OF SOME DIRTY SHIT! He knows all that pervy shit,, you know what they say, it’s always the quiet ones,,
One time, he was watching you and your group in vlive as you guys eat some fruits and his minds just go :D
[y/nREALLY_makesMehorny]: Ya’ll see how (Y/n) ate that pineapple? and we’re just gonna ignore the fact that her pussy is THAT good? If I could, i would dive straight into (y/n) and eat her out all night tf
hey i know we’re tired of change.org but julius jones is on death row and has been wrongfully imprisoned for 20 years so it really cannot hurt to sign this petition
IM SOFT RN. can i get headcanons for ushijima, kuroo & oikawa finding out their s/o is pregnant & their reactions when they’re born ???
finding out s/o is pregnant & meeting baby ushijima wakatoshi, kuroo tetsurou, oikawa tooru
warnings: slight cursing
a/n: these boys have my heart— okay, i kind of made this like a scenario/imagine in headcanon form?? yeah anyway— ENJOY
masterlist
ushijima wakatoshi
telling him
he himself can be as dense as a child sometimes.
ushijima was sitting on the couch, a volleyball match on the tv while he waited for you to come back from the kitchen with popcorn. the pair of you were set to watch a movie, and you were the designated one to grab snacks while he waited semi-patiently on the couch.
that morning, you’d taken a test and figured out the two of you were set to actually be parents! and you wanted to make a somewhat playful and cute reveal to him, so you set up a hidden camera in the TV console and had been sparing glances at it often.
‘just a second, ‘toshi. i’m going up to grab a blanket!’
he was about to respond that there were already blankets on the couch, but he was too late as you had already run up the stairs. he just sighed, but still didn’t catch a glimpse of the camera as he flicked the channels so he was onto netflix.
when you got back, he was browsing which movie the two of you would watch. you had a little bag with a small small schwieden adlers jersey, with a small stick underneath of it. you simply set it beside the couch, going back to get the popcorn as ushijima paid the back no mind. and when you returned to the couch, he held his arm open for you to sit up next to him. but he was left confused when you grabbed the suspicious bag he hadn’t noticed before actually going to sit with him.
‘y/n.’
‘hm?’
‘what’s in the bag?’
you just grinned, shrugging and holding it out in front of you. he looked pretty from you to the bag, hesitantly taking it and looking back to the tv while blindly taking out the small jersey. he analyzed it for a moment, furrowing his eyebrows and looking back to you.
‘do you have a little cousin?’
that honestly gave you a good laugh, at just how oblivious he could actually be. to respond, you anxiously bit your lip and glanced at the camera when he looked back to the jersey. ‘check the bottom of the bag.’
so ushijima does as you say, pulling out the white stick and letting the bag fall to the ground as he looks over it. two pink lines are on the little window where the results appear, and the legend says ‘pregnant’. and finally, it ticks in his head and he looked right to you. honestly, you looked nervous—you were worried he wouldn’t want kids right at that moment, since he was fairly busy. but you saw the slight smile that was growing on his face.
‘are you pregnant?’ and to this you nodded with a hum, watching him set the test onto the couch and pull you into his lap for a hug. you could feel his smile on your neck while he buried his face there, hugging you so tight you started laughing from the realization he was clinging onto you for dear life.
honestly, the best part of it all was showing the video to tendou, who thought it was comedy gold, but also going soft when he realized that the two of you were actually going to be parents.
meeting your baby
now, when he saw the baby that the both of you had made for the first time, honestly it was totally different than anything he’d ever experienced before. it was love at first sight for sure, and you could feel him grip your hand a little tighter when they showed your little one to you. the only time he let go was so you could actually hold the baby.
his smile was unkept and totally free, laughing quietly in slight disbelief while you talked softly to the child that was now in your arms. tears leaked from your eyes, and when you looked over to see his reaction; his eyes were glassy too. after you reassured him he could, he let the little one’s small hand grab onto his finger, and that’s when a tear actually slid down his face.
it was totally otherworldly for him—and for you. watching him cry because he just loved the two of you that much was the most heartwarming thing you’d seen in years.
after the two of you had your moment to have your first mushy interaction with the little ushijima, he leaned in and pressed a kiss to your lips and said quietly—as if he really didn’t want to wake up your newborn, ‘I’m so proud of you.’ and he really meant it. being with you throughout the whole experience gave him a whole new view and meaning on ‘strength’.
when he held the newborn, they looked so tiny compared to him and he just went totally soft. he had no words to even say and you could tell by the look on his face he was absolutely smitten. if he hadn’t had to wipe away a tear already, he definitely did in that moment.
the nurses are forever in your debt, after they were able to catch a picture of the moment he first held his first child. it was very quickly set as your phone wallpaper.
ushijima as a father please
kuroo tetsurou
telling him
you decided to do it the same day you’d found out, because you knew kuroo well enough to know he’d want to know the same day you did. and on that day, he just so happened to have bokuto, akaashi and kenma over to hang out. they all sat in the living room, laughing and watching whatever random cable show was on while they just talked about whatever was on their mind.
you had suggested they all play a game of cards, and bokuto was very quick to agree. he just liked showing off how well he can throw cards. kuroo agreed too, and you mentioned from your spot in the kitchen that there was a deck upstairs in his nightstand drawer.
and he took bait just as you hoped, standing in agreement and heading up the stairs to grab the deck of cards. what he didn’t know, is that you left an instruction handbook of ‘how to build a crib’ and an unwrapped pregnancy test, with a little sticky note smiley face aside it. akaashi picked up your mischievous smile as you leaned on the counter, impatiently waiting for his reaction. the only sounds in the house were bokuto, akaashi and kenma chatting away while kuroo took oddly long to go get the cards. until, they finally heard kuroo rushing down from upstairs.
‘no way!’
kenma’s eyes widened as he turned on the couch, only to see kuroo running towards you and scooping you up and a tight bear hug, laughing into your neck as he repeated the same exclamation. ‘no fucking way!’
bokuto looked back to akaashi, who also had no clue what was going on, until he saw the white stick kuroo had in his tightly clenched fist. and it didn’t take a genius to figure out what that item exactly was. ‘woah.’
kuroo let go of you, pressing a gleeful kiss to your lips before turning to his friends to confirm their suspicions. ‘i—we’re gonna be parents! holy shit!’
the first reaction was from bokuto, who also stood up and started yelling. ‘what?’ for the first minute it was just bokuto and kuroo telling incoherent phrases at eachother while kenma sat in confusion—but nonetheless with massive smiles on their faces.
when the man actually managed to calm down, you received a congratulatory hug from everyone and kuroo got the classic handshake and bro-hug. bokuto slapped his back so hard it left a mark on the back of his shoulder.
you all actually ended up playing a game of uno, with kuroo holding you tightly into his side. and even though he got absolutely thrashed and lost the game, he couldn’t care less. he felt like he was on cloud nine.
meeting your baby
definitely cried. one second, he was doing everything he could to encourage you. and then the next, the room’s volume increased with what seemed like thousands of ‘awe’s as they handed your child into your arms.
the first second he saw your healthy baby crying and moving their little legs, he had to bite his lip to not absolutely burst into tears. his two favourite people in the world were in front of him, happy and healthy, and he literally couldn’t ask for anything more.
he knew cussing in front of kids wasn’t the most amazing thing to do, but he couldn’t stop himself from allowing a quiet and quick ‘Holy shit.’ to slip free. despite being a science dork or whatever, he just couldn’t wrap his head around how the two of you created that.
when you turned to see his reaction and saw him crying, you started crying a little harder, if you weren’t already. obviously tears of joy, of course. but when kuroo saw you smile through the waterworks, exhausted and after going through the hours of build up toward that moment, he gained an entire new level of respect for you.
‘you are so strong, how did I get so lucky?’ kuroo: ceo of rambling when he’s overwhelmed. ‘i just—you’re so amazing.’
when it came to where he had the opportunity to hold the child, he was slightly nervous. would he break them? would he drop them? but, this all turned out to just be nerves as kuroo was a literal natural with them. he held them calmly, though he pursed his lips to keep from crying again. ‘hi there, lil’ one.’ my hEART
and he had absolutely no issue rocking your new addition to your family back and forth while you took well-deserved time to sleep. and when you woke up, the three of you had a little family time while the new addition to the clan was still asleep.
oikawa tooru
telling him
he gets so shocked he literally cries right when you tell him.
you had found out maybe a few days earlier, and had to process it yourself before figuring out a cute way to tell oikawa that you were expecting your first child! and you then decided to tell him when he had invited the old third years from highschool back to watch some volleyball event that was on TV.
you greeted the familiar three warmly, before they went and sat down in the living room. their ‘chat’ mainly consisted in teasing oikawa and listening to him whine back at them for being mean. but, eventually the talk returned back to which team they had their bets on to win this sports event they were there to watch in the first place.
the genius plan you’d come up with to tell him? you carefully placed a bun in the oven and mentioned to him you were putting in something like chicken nuggets for them to watch and snack on, and they’d be ready later. and when that time had finally come, and they all laughed and chatted while you mentally prepared yourself for any reaction oikawa could possibly have. and knowing him, there were many options and routes this could go. most of them being positive.
so while they spoke, you joined oikawa on the couch where he wordlessly accepted you into his arms and continued to speak on the sports broadcast they were soon to watch. you pretended to check the time on your phone, grinning and growing puppy eyes as you looked up to oikawa.
‘tooru, can you pretty please go take out the chicken nuggets?’
with a playful groan and eye roll, he stood from his spot on the couch and walked over to the kitchen. ‘if you insist.’ but when he opened the oven, he silenced the chatter very quickly between the remaining people in the living room. ‘hey, why is there just a hamburger bun in the oven?’
immediately when he said that, the three gaped and looked at you with wide eyes, especially iwaizumi who just looked absolutely floored. hanamaki started laughing in disbelief and matsukawa was looking at oikawa, who—as smart as he was—just couldn’t figure it out.
matsukawa immediately took out his phone and started recording and realization hit oikawa like a truck, his jaw dropping and arms raising in the air aimlessly. ‘are you serious? please tell me you’re not fucking with me right now!’
you shook your head with a smile, and oikawa literally just started crying on the spot. his hands moved to cover his face and he leaned on the kitchen counter for support. he just was totally shocked. you stood up immediately and walked over, giving him a hug as he moved his face into your neck. you could feel the dampness on your skin from his tears, he was just that happy.
iwaizumi and hanamaki clapped and calmly whooped for their friend, with matsukawa snickering as he continued the recording with a smug grin.
‘who’s the baby again?’
meeting your baby
he practically felt the tears coming the moment your hand loosened in his, gathering that your little baby was born! he let go of your hand when they had handed the small human to you, and that was just where he came undone.
he leaned on the side of the bed on his elbows, hands covering up most of his face as the dam that held back his crying had broken. overjoyed was an understatement to explain how oikawa felt in that moment. some of the nurses giggled at his reaction, totally overtaken by emotion at the sight of his entire life in front of him. you were glowing if anything, and not just from the thin layer of sweat on your skin. everything about you was ethereal, from the squint in your eyes to your joyous smile when you looked back at him. his tears of happiness were contagious, as you awed at his vulnerable state.
he pulled out of his little state of weeping to ensure both you and baby i’m so soft were okay, and just took time to appreciate you. even though you’d just endured hours of pain and discomfort and were totally drained of energy, you still had the widest smile painted on your face.
‘you are out of this world. i’m so thankful to have you both.’
you gave him a lazy peck on the lips, and turned so he could get a look at your guys’ new baby. when it came time to hold them, he was very eager to. he’d been waiting for the time where he’d get to hold his first child, and it was even more insane than he expected.
the look in his eyes gave it away that he was totally wrapped around the youngster’s finger, his hold on them was firm yet cautious, and his smile had grown twice as much as it had been before. this was an actual moment of love at first sight for him, and he just spoke to the little one as if he could reply.
‘good to finally meet you, little oikawa.’ LITTLE OIKAWA pls i’m so soft for these boys
── in which karasuno’s manager-in-training gets a hold on nekoma’s captain’s phone number, and sends him a painfully blunt thirst text.
kuroo tetsurou x reader smau
contents
PLAYLIST
PROFILES
ONE: EXORCISMS
TWO: STALKER
THREE: FULL SEND
FOUR: JESUS CHRIST
TBA !
disclaimers
contains mature themes, cursing, sexual innuendos & references.
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author’s notes
04/20/2020: hi!! first of all, happy 420! second of all, welcome to my very first smau fic, ‘shawty brave’! i didn’t post this today, i’m actually just revamping the look of it. so uh, enjoy !
how would haikyuu boys handle getting shipped with a friend on tiktok? feat. kuroo tetsuro
kuroo tetsuro has a crippling tiktok addiction and he’s in denial about it but everyone around him knows because all he does in his free time is get on that app
that’s canon i’m not arguing with anyone about this
he’s the kind of guy to fall asleep from scrolling through his fyp and the moment he wakes up he looks for his phone under his pillow to watch more lmaooo
so anyways
you share classes with him and he’s not really the kind of guy to have crushes especially on people he’s not close with
but then one day he’s on his fyp and he stumbles on one of your videos
and he’s just like ?? woah
he recognizes you obvi, he’s not one to talk to people out of his friend group but he’s not completely ignorant to everyone else
he immediately sees that you have indeed quite the following and have almost majority of your posts going viral
so yea you can say he’d notice you more in class now
at first it was subtle, looking at you more when he’s spacing out or paying close attention to you when you’re reciting
he doesn’t even notice how he includes you more in his thought process until the day kenma pointed it out to him how he’s been a bit more distracted lately
he brushed it off thinking it wasn’t really anything serious
but then boy Oh boy !!!
he started noticing the fact that you’ve got a really nice room in your vids and your fave led lights are the red ones since you almost always use them
he’s also really into the fact that you upload more on comedic videos than dancing ones
but HONEY when you posted your take on the dance trend of savage by megan thee stallion ,,, he was GONEEEE !!!
he sent that video to kenma like five times in a row with the caption “aha brb gonna LIVE for this woman 😗✌🏻”
kenma be like: simp city population - u
at this point he just accepts it, like flat out he took it within himself to UNDERSTAND how much he’s crushing on you and kenma asks him if he’s gonna do anything about it and he’s like ????
like he gets how awesome he is and stuff cause duh captain of the volleyball team and most probably the most beautiful man on campus but you’re also really good in class and very attractive
not to mention that you’ve never even looked his way before
he was hurt, man !!
only he could feel as rejected as someone who actually did get rejected
nevertheless, he got over that and just woke up one day telling himself that he was gonna shoot his shot anyway !!
so one day in class, right after the lunch bell rang, he took a deep breath and rummaged his insides for every drip of confidence he could muster
he walked to your seat and you were kinda surprised because this boy right here has never once talked to you before
his opening line was “can i sit here?”
you were still really confused but then he said something about wanting to be friends and your heart was just really warm cause !!!! that’s so NICE !!
and he mentioned how he knew you from tiktok since you practically lived on his fyp
you were really embarrassed and he got to see in action how your ears turn really red when you get shy
kuroo, internally: “that’s so FUCKEN CUTE !!!!!”
he had to reassure you that it was indeed really cool that you made bomb ass tiktoks
you were so grateful cause like one minute you were having a terrible day because of your stupid teacher then bam this 6’2 beauty of a man came swooping in telling you you were terrific
you two became friends after that and it made you really happy to have someone as cool as kuroo as your best friend
kuroo likes to sit with you at lunch except when you’re with other people then he gets a bit dejected so he’s just “well damn maybe tomorrow then”
it’s all good though cause he has invited you to numerous of his practices and that’s when you SEE how amazing this man is at volleyball
one day you’re like “hey wanna do a tiktok with me?”
and he’s like “the one where you kiss me?”
you, flushed: DIPSHIT WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT !!!!1!1!1!!
you guys do the one where you dance to supalonely by benee
it went OFF !!! 700k likes and a solid ass 2.7M views because apparently the viewers really like it when kuroo dances next to you in his varsity uniform and has sweat dripping on his forehead
your comments for the next two weeks are just like “bro post another one with kuroo please PLEASE”
kuroo: guess people just like me more :)
you: leave my mentions <3
sometimes you’d get people replying to your videos with “you and kuroo look really good together”
you see them but you most likely ignore it because even if you did know how much you liked kuroo, you didn’t wanna jeopardize the friendship, yk?
anyhow due to popular demand, you include him in your videos again and every time you do they always go viral !!!
it’s very cute especially when you do the ones where you snapchat him song lyrics and he answers even if he does know it’s a trend
“can they please just get together already, we all know they’re pining but they’re too coward to say it !!”
you: ok u know what user9728182829 since u’r so good at this why don’t u be the one to make tiktoks at a volleyball court and dodge all those stray balls 😤
you were so fed up with it that you actually tell kuroo about the entirety of tiktok shipping the two of you together
he was worried that you were upset because people liked you and him dating that he thought maybe you just weren’t into him
BUT THEN !!!
because of the corona virus all the schools shut down and people were forced to stay in their houses for quarantine
it was sad that everything got cancelled and you weren’t allowed to see your friends anymore
but that’s ok cause kuroo insisted to facetime everyday
you: why can’t we just text
kuroo: because what if you forget what i look like 🥺
you: hey i’m not that blessed ❤️
it was like the quarantine never happened since you still saw and talked to him everyday
sometimes he’d show up at your place but refuse to come inside cause social distancing
this mfer threw rocks on your glass window just to get your attention once
kuroo: i got you those edible cookie dough in pints !!
you: omfg 🥺👉🏻👈🏻
then he chucks it at you because he ain’t boutta break the law to get you food 😤
it’s ok though you have really good reflexes and it only hit your elbow the first 2 times !!
you got it all on camera and posted it on tiktok and everyone in the comments were LIVID at the fact that you captioned it with “best friends b like”
“i just know that kuroo is punching the air right now.”
“imagine risking the corona and still being friend zoned.”
“when you realize kuroo is actually the president of simp city.”
other times he’d snap you at 3 in the morning asking if you want anything from starbucks
no one:
your snapchat dms at 3:28 am: you really went to bed you SN A KE !!
and when you wake up the next morning you find out that this guy is still awake and that he’s been chilling in the starbucks parking lot all morning !!!
that’s ok though because other than the fact that his sleep schedule is completely wrecked he still got you your venti strawberry acai refresher
you: thank you sm 🥺 what do i owe you
kuroo: a kiss on the cheek
you: you can have the drink back ❤️
that’s when the new tiktok trend started and people were posting the hottest guys on campus or revealing their crushes since 1st grade
you, feeling brave because school is cancelled: aight bet 😎
you do a tiktok hopping on the trend and you captioned it with “now that we aren’t coming back to school here are the boys from campus that i’d date for real”
you stall for the first 30 second by vibing to the music and when the beat drop !!
you showed a picture of kuroo and you put in the text “kinda missing him too”
you were extremely regretting this but numerous people already saw it and the comments went on and on about how unsurprising this was
press f ma’am
so one afternoon while kuroo was scrolling through his tiktok, he was surprised by the amount of notifications he was getting
cause he doesn’t even post videos ??
he’s only there to watch funny stuff and leave insulting comments on your posts cause he’s a good friend
he checks and they’re all just tags of him in this one video and he was kinda worried cause what if it was a hate post ??
but then he saw that it was yours and he’s less nervous !!!
kuroo, texting you: if you diss me in this one i’m posting the screenshot of you falling asleep on facetime
so he watches it and ??????????????
bro he went 🥺
before he messages you he went straight for the comments and !!!!!
“who knew it was kuroo before watching the whole video?”
“don’t be shy put some more photos of him !!”
“if kuroo duets this i’m gonna make sure to never fall in love unless its like this.”
“y’all he did it boys!! he graduated from the best friend zone!!”
he’s still really surprised by this and he really hopes you’re not kidding cause bro you??? like him????
thanks to that comment he saw, he decides to duet your video by using the same sound and doing the same dance with the same caption “now that we aren’t coming back to school here are the girls from campus that i’d date for real”
and they’re all just pictures of you 🥺
it blows up but before you see it on your fyp he’s already asking to facetime and when you answer you swear he’s just got the biggest smile in the world i’m :(
kuroo: lol remember when you publicly told majority of the internet how much you liked me
a/n: this is more of a college!au but it doesn’t have much to do with the “plot”, just needed to clarify~ also: long post but the keep reading function messes up my posts!
“Ahh . .~ F-Fuck, yes!”, he couldn’t help the sounds leaving his mouth as he grinded against the pillow. Your pillow.
Bakugou was your best friend and he knew exactly how to slip in and out of your dorm room without a trace, though he normally used that skill to come over when you wanted to talk with him while playing video games at night.
But it proved useful when his perverted mind made him fantasize about masturbating in your room, using your pillow while being enveloped in your unique smell. It was corrupting his rationality and he actually went through with it when you were out partying with Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari one night.
“M-Mhhh~! (Y-Y/N), fuck!”, he mewled, rubbing his thick head against the soft fabric, his eyes fluttering shut as he tries to imagine you watching him while he’s being so awfully perverted.
Bakugou’s hips rut mercilessly, seeking for pleasure and release. His muscular thighs spasming with anticipation as he feels his orgasm coming. He imagines his dick in between your silky thighs, snugly squished between them, using them as a desperate way to get off.
“F-FUCK, fucking hell, YES!”, he curses, too dazed to notice how loud he’s being, “(Y/N)!”
Screaming your name, he moans loudly as he makes a mess of your pillow, bed sheets and his flexing six pack. Catching his breath slowly, his eyes open to a great surprise.
“Not like I wanted to sleep in my bed today.”
You chuckled as Bakugou’s face explodes into the colour red, using your ruined pillow to cover his pulsing cock, “S-Shut the fuck up, nerd!”
Still smirking, you lock the door behind you, resulting in making Bakugou’s dick twitch. He didn’t want to admit how excited he was, having been catched by the very person he came for.
“Alright, I know I am a dense bitch but to think the great Bakugou has a crush on me? And fantasies about me~?”, you walked over to him, dropping your bag onto the floor and undressing out of your jacket, revealing the tight, black bralette and the ripped mom jeans through which he can see the fishnets adorning your legs.
The blonde wanted to respond, to be his usual angry, furious self but he was at a loss for words. You noticed and your expression softened, looking him straight in the eyes and telling him confidently, “'Cuz I feel the same way about you, you stupid, hotheaded pervert.”
He looked at you with widened eyes, his blush deepening in colour, especially after he saw your lustful eyes being directed towards his lower abdomen, followed by you taking off your pants.
Sitting down on a nearby spot on your bed that wasn’t dirty, you patted your lap as you leaned back against the wall.
“Let’s keep the sentimental stuff for later though, I think we’re both horny as fuck. And now that I know you’re a fucking slut for me, how can you not expect me to make the best use of it~?”
Katsuki tried hard not to show you how much he waited for this moment, but failed as he eagerly climbed into your lap, too overwhelmed to know where to put his hands or what actually awaited him. “You can put that away, Katsuki~”, you motioned to the pillow separating his once again hard member and your black lace panties.
He reluctantly complied, looking anywhere but your eyes as you stared at his throbbing erection, “W-Would you stop just looking at it?”
“What an impatient whore, so eager to be pleased. But I’m planning on taking my time with you, since it’s our first time and all~”, Bakugou’s dick twitched at the degrading insult, finally meeting your eyes as you licked your lips hungrily.
You guided his hands to wrap around your neck, kissing him as you tugged him closer. He groaned into your mouth, all the fantasies he masturbated to didn’t even come close to the real thing. Your tongue parted his lips as you invaded his mouth, making him dizzy. You earned an adorable high-pitched mewl right after you sucked on his tongue, his biceps flexing shortly before he dissolved into a puddle in your embrace.
You enjoyed the view as you pulled back, seeing a blushy Katsuki with his tongue out and both of your mixed saliva running down the wet muscle.
Without hesitation you shoved two fingers into his heated mouth, making him groan lowly in return. He greedily sucked on your fingers, licking in between them and letting out muffled moans whenever you played with his tongue.
After he thoroughly coated your digits, you extracted them from his wet cavern and began stroking him, resulting in him moaning out your name and throwing his head back.
“F-Fuck yes, (Y/N), A-Ahh . .~ do it faster–”
Upon listening to his request, you stopped your hand motions completely, shooting him a demanding look that says more than words could ever, sending chills down his spine.
“Wipe that shit-eating grin off of your face, I’ll say it!”, he snapped at you, thrusting into your hand in a needy manner, “P-Please stroke my c-cock faster and harder . . idiot.”
With a devilish smirk you leaned in and whispered, “Good boy~”, into his reddened ear as you began stroking him at a high speed. You lovingly glanced at the precum leaking from his thick tip, using it as a natural lubricant and producing lewd noises. His dick glistened with his love juice as his moans grew louder, his hips became more erratic and his eyes teared up because of the intensity of your handjob skills.
While you could have your fun denying his orgasm, you wanted to reward him for being less snappy then you would have guessed. Continuing your mad handjob technique, you proceeded to attack his muscular neck. Leaving beautiful deep purple and burgundy marks to claim what’s rightfully yours and earn breathless moans from Bakugou, sinking your teeth into the flesh of his shoulder, feeling his whole body shivering at how great you’re making him feel and how badly he wants to cum.
“Who’s my needy little slut? Who’s my begging horny bitch in heat, getting off to me?”
With tears spilling from his eyes because of the overstimulation and his unbearable horniness, Katsuki almost screams, “Me! Fuck, (Y/N), you do me so – Mhhhm~ – so damn good, p-please let this worthless perverted whore cum for you!”
His declaration sent heat straight to your core as you stroked him even harder, sensing the load that is about to burst out of his swollen head.
With Bakugou screaming your name, his orgasm rippled through him, making his hot sperm shoot out in thick ropes. His whole body tensed, muscles flexing and loosening as his cock twitched uncontrollably.
You saw the pure bliss written over Katsuki’s face, his eyes shut tight as the last of his salty droplets slipped down his scarlet cheeks. His mouth hung open, drool dripping down his puffy lips as he tried to regain his breath, his chest heaving up and down.
“I demand a relaxing bath and your bed to sleep in, dumbass.”
The boy only understood after opening his eyes and looking at your features, a smug grin on your lips and his cum decorating your face and chest. He visibly gulped as he watched you lick a bit of his warm seed off of your lips, the seductive look you were giving him not helping his overly sensitive dick wanting to go for round three.
“I guess it’s only fair after you showed me what a dominant motherfucker my new girlfriend is.”, he grinned proudly, you noticed he was exiting his sub space after his head got less hazy.
The both of you cleaned up as best as you could, putting your sheets and everything that got stained into the washing machine and casually heading over to Bakugou’s room in only your jacket wrapped around your naked form, covering the important parts, and Bakugou in his boxer shorts and tank top.
After closing the door behind you, you softly pushed Katsuki against it, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him happily. He immediately reciprocated the action and couldn’t help smiling into the kiss.
“Who would’ve thought a pervy masturbation session in my room would get yourself a girlfriend. What an even weirder idiot you fell in love with.”, you joked after parting from his lightly bruised lips, turning around to go fetch some water for you both.
Katsuki still couldn’t believe his luck. But what he did know was how strong not only his sexual attraction but also his romantic love for you was.
Slapping your ass playfully as you disappeared into the mini kitchen, he undressed to get ready for your bath, “She sure is a weird idiot.”
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tags: jungkook has a crush on the reader so angst for kookoo :(, soft fluff, flowers, female pronouns, not like the tale where hades took or kidnapped persephone, you are an awkward bean, jimin is a softie for you :(
synopsis: Whoever said the god of the underworld was a man? No, no. You were a goddess, the goddess that your brother trapped in the land of the dead. Jimin was the complete opposite of you, the god of spring and the son of Demeter. He only heard about you through his mother and the other gods and goddesses and he was mad, they really did not give any justice to your beauty, not one bit.
alternative synopsis: Jimin was in awe with you and being the curious thing he is, decided to follow you to the Underworld.
author’s note: It’s 5 AM when I finished this :)) THS IS MY FIRST LONG FIC I PUBLISHED SO YEAH ALSO, this is unedited and English is not my first language so if there are any mistakes, I’m sorry :// I just love persephone and hades :( JIMIN IS A CUTIE and IM SORRY KOOKIE :(( aNYWAYS! I hope you enjoy this!
You sighed in your throne made of cold hard steel inside your dark throne-room, waiting for any mortal that committed a crime so bad that you, the goddess of the underworld, have to judge for yourself. You were dressed in a black robe as black soft silk flowed behind you while fine jewelry adorned you to match your status of Queen of the Underworld and Goddess of Death. A black crown sat on your head elegantly.
The atmosphere was like any other day in the Underworld, melancholy and the stench of death filling the air. You looked at your side as you see your loyal companion, Cerberus, sleeping in the dark corner. The poor pup was bored, nothing to do but sleep, eat and scare mortals.
“Mistress!” You heard the echo of your friend’s voice in the halls before even entering your throne room. Your cold eyes turned to the main entrance, expression hard and unreadable.
With a bang of the heavy steel door, scaring and waking up Cerberus, in came your friend and servant, but you did not like calling him that but the latter did not care, dare to say that he even liked it, that little masochist. The mortals called him Thanatos but you liked his real name better, Jungkook. You like calling him Kookie, his bashful expression always amusing you greatly.
The young daemon entered with all of his glory, two large magnificent black wings perched on his back as his black robe fluttering below his knees. Big doe eyes staring at you, a large smile on his lips, confusing you. Normally, Jungkook did not like showing these emotions, too stubborn, saying that he was a daemon and did not exhibit such feelings.
He ran towards you making Cerberus perked up, his three head looking at the winged spirit. Jungkook looked at him and searched in his bag, throwing a lump of large meat towards the huge canine. The three heads fought each other for the meat on the side as Jungkook stopped in front of you, kneeling in one knee.
“What’s all the fuss about, Jungkook?”
He merely smiled and searched again in his bag, giving a scroll to his mistress, “Hermes gave this to me”
You arched a fine brow at him, taking the scroll from him and read it. Eyebrows furrowing at every word you read but Jungkook did not notice, blabbering in front of you.
“–He just gave it to me and left, I think that Zeus is finally agreeing to let us expand our land, Mistress! It would be-”
The loud noise of the paper being torn echoed in the quiet room, Jungkook’s wide eyes stared at his furious Mistress and frowned.
“I-It’s not an agreement, is it?…” He asked quietly, a lump forming in his throat when he saw you stand up, eyes colder and deadlier than the River Styx.
“That fool! If he thinks that he can keep me locked in here then he’s greatly mistaken! I’ll destroy him!” You screamed, black flames bursting around you startling Jungkook and Cerberus. The former looked at you with scared eyes, “M-Mistress…”
You turned to him, eyes filled with fury but it softened when you saw his scared eyes, your black flames calmed down. You sat again, defeated by your younger brother.
Jungkook bit his lips at the sight of you, hating the way you slumped in your throne. You always wore yourself as a dignified and noble character, exuding an ethereal beauty, not like the mortals described you, but this sight made Jungkook want to tear Zeus himself.
He could not help but fall for you in these past few thousands of years, you always helped people and brought justice to the fallen ones but Zeus trapped you here in the Underworld, only being permitted to go to Earth every 300 years and it was only for a day.
“Leave me, Jungkook” Your weakened voice broke him. He rose up from his knelt position and looked at you with anguished
“B-But Mistress! I can help you! Please don’t shut me out–”
“I said, leave me. Do not make me repeat it thrice.” Your firm voice cut him off. He swallowed the lump on his throat and nodded, hanging his head in defeat.
“O-Of course, Mistress.”
Jungkook went out of the room, the heavy doors closing behind him and left you alone with Cerberus who was whimpering on the side.
Cerberus walked up to you slowly, his whimpers catching your attention as you turned to him with sad eyes. He slumped his three heads on your lap, your soft hands caressing one of the heads.
“If my little brother really thinks he can keep me here then I’ll make him realize just how much I belong here after all”
Jimin sat in a great meadow filled with flowers, picking pretty ones with a gentle smile as his soft blond hair fluttered with the wind. He hummed a soft tune, matching the serene atmosphere around him. He was a young god, son of Demeter and Zeus, some mortals called him Persephone while his mother called him Kore. He always hated the name his mother called him. Demeter always wanted a daughter but her dreams were shattered when Jimin came.
Demeter raised him like a daughter, bringing him pretty robes and jewelry fit for a goddess. He liked them actually but the fact that his mother brought it for her daughter and not him hurt.
His smile faltered when he remembered his mother but quickly masked it and continued to distract himself with the flowers, one hand clutching softly a bouquet of it while one caressed the planted ones.
“Jiminie~” A deep voice called out, his smile widened at the familiarity of it. He looked up and saw his best friend, Hermes, but his real name was Taehyung.
“Taehyung! Nice of you to accompany me this fine afternoon~” Jimin chirped, standing up gently, Taehyung landed in front of him a bit clumsily with his winged shoes, his golden winged staff swinging around almost hitting Jimin in the face.
“Woah there. Easy with that thing” Jimin teased, pushing it away before it hit his face. Taehyung smiled sheepishly at him before composing himself, blowing an icy blue hair away from his bronzed face
“How’s my favorite god doing?” Taehyung asked, looking at Jimin’s hand which held a beautiful arrangement of flowers and his messy golden hair with small flowers attached to it.
Jimin’s soft blue eyes rolled at him, shaking his head at the mischievousness of his best friend.
“Flower picking, as usual, Taehyung” And then went back to his flowers. Taehyung smiled sadly at his words and sat beside him.
“You know your mother is just protective, that is all” The young messenger tried to cheer up. Jimin smiled at him weakly, “I know Tae… I know…”
The taller god frowned at his smile then pursed his lips. Thinking for a moment as he studied the young god, then stood up, dusting his white immaculate robe. Jimin stared at him with confusion at the sudden action, “You’re going already?”
Taehyung smirked at him and said, “You mean, we’re going already.”
Jimin gaped at him, he knows that Taehyung was mischievous and was always up to tricks and pranks but he did not think that it was to this extent.
“M-Mother will have your head if she found out you took me away from here”
“If she finds out~”
The young god shook his head, not wanting Taehyung to get in problem with his mother. He was the only companion he has and he does not want him to go away too, forbidden by his mother.
Taehyung rolled his eyes at his friend, “Come on Jimin! The quicker you get up, the quicker we can get back”
Jimin gulped at that, looking around the meadow which he only knew since he was but a young sapling. He looked up again to his nodding best friend who was urging him to stand up.
“F-Fine… Only if we get back before mother gets back!”
Taehyung smirked at that, “You’re talking to the fastest god, darlin’~”
Jimin stifled a laugh at his words and stood up. Taehyung waved his staff and in a blink of an eye, they were gone. The young god looked around at the new meadow they were in and behind them was a forest. Jimin admired the landscape, it was certainly different from the meadow he knows, it was vibrant with more color and it has a forest next to it.
Taehyung looked at Jimin with a nervous smile, “You like it? We can go somewhere else if you want–”
“No! This is perfect! It’s so pretty, Taehyung… Thank you” Jimin uttered out. Taehyung smiled at him, his best friend was too kind and too easy to impress that it hurts his sly heart.
“Well, what are you waiting for? Do what you want to do, Jiminie~”
Jimin grinned at him and jogged to the meadow, sitting down at the softer grass, caressing the more vibrant flowers and flowers he only knew from the scrolls his mother has. He was eager to know more about them, picking the flowers unfamiliar to him, humming once again but more cheerful this time.
Taehyung smiled softly at his preoccupied friend, he was about to sit down beside the blond god when he heard the bell that alerts him when Zeus wants him to deliver something. The blue-haired god groaned at it catching Jimin’s attention who looked up at him with big eyes.
“Sorry, Jiminie. I have to go somewhere real quick. I’ll be back before you know it! Don’t go anywhere!” Taehyung said and flew off before Jimin can even say anything. The young god was left alone in the middle of nowhere as he blinks, not believing that his best friend just left him.
He sighed at that and shook his head, telling himself that Taehyung will be back shortly and that he doesn’t need to worry. He went back to picking the flowers. But then Jimin’s eyes caught a movement in the dark forest, he looks up and his breath was caught in his throat, he stood up, trying to get a closer look at the beauty.
Going in the forest was the Goddess of Underworld in all of your glory, silk robes and fine jewelry adorned your body but it was not as fine as your beauty. Jimin never saw anyone so beautiful yet look so sad. Your long (h/c) hair fluttering behind you as a black crown was perched high in your head. Your lips were a luscious red, shaming any fully bloomed rose. But what caught Jimin’s attention the most was your eyes. He never saw anything so filled with melancholy but still looked so beautifully cold. Dull (e/c) eyes but how it shone when the light hit it, Jimin wanted to see it up close.
You turned your head and locked eyes with the young god as he gasped but never removing his eyes away from yours. Your eyes widen ever so slightly at him, you never saw this young god all your life. Another child of Zeus, you presume, and with the thought of your younger brother, you scowled. Unintentionally, at Jimin, but the young god thought it was for him. He shrinks at the intensity of the scowl with it’s matching cold glare.
Your eyes softened when you saw him back away from you, your eyes turned sad once again before turning away and towards the forest to go to the underworld, back to your own personal prison.
Jimin saw you go away as he panicked, wanting to follow you but stopped when he remembered Taehyung and his mother. He bit his lip, contemplating whether he should follow you or not, but any thought vanished when he saw you get further in the forest, almost disappearing from his sight. He quickly followed you, the bouquet of flowers still in his hands.
You scowled as you stalked away to the entrance of your prison, going in the dark entryway, your robes fluttering behind you. Jimin saw you go into the hole, the scary and dark entrance gave him the frights but also thrill, never experiencing something like this.
He followed you without you noticing as he looked around the different and dark land, all he saw was in ruin as an inky black river flowed beside him. In the further distance, he saw a dark castle standing majestically. Inside the inky waters, he thought he saw faces, groaning in misery. When he saw it, he followed you, scared out of his wits.
You quickened your strut when you saw Charon in his boat, his dark hood hiding his face as his bony hand grasped his ore.
You stepped in his large boat, sitting on the seats, giving him a golden coin. Charon chuckled, raspy as if he never used it in a thousand years.
“My apologies, Mistress, but I think you owe me than just one gold coin.” He said. You were confused, looking at him with a puzzled look.
“What? What are you talking about, Charon.” You stated, not in any mood to joke around.
“There’s two of you in the boat, Mistress”
You whipped your head back and locked eyes with the same soft blue eyes you saw earlier. You furrowed your brows at that, frowning at him.
“What are you doing here, little god? You don’t belong here. Go back.” You ordered in a cold voice making him flinch but he did not move an inch.
“M-My name is Jimin, not little god. A-And I won’t go back. I just want to explore…”
You looked at him, bewildered, you did not just hear him say that. Who does this little god think he is.
“Explore? If you want to explore then go back. You do not want to explore the Underworld unless you want to die, little god.”
Jimin looked at you with wide eyes, “Underworld? This is the underworld?” He asked with surprise
Your fine brows arched, annoyed, “Yes, now go back.”
Jimin pouted at you, not fazed by your coldness, already getting used to it.
“Can’t you take me with you? Just for a bit…”
You run a hand to your face, stressed. Jimin bit his lip, “It’s just… My mother doesn’t let me go anywhere… It is my first time going out…”
You removed your hand away from your face, looking at his sad expression. Your once unbeating heart started to pump uncharacteristically. You sighed, defeat by those doe eyes.
“Fine.” You grumbled out as Jimin grinned at you, excitedly. You dug into your robe to get another coin and gave it Charon who watched the scene with amusement.
“Now, start rowing.” You ordered, Charon nodding and moved his giant ore.
Jimin cheered quietly as the boat moved. He studied the place with his soft blue eyes as his blond hair waving a bit.
You looked at him in the corner of your eyes and rolled your eyes at your decision.
‘I’m going to regret this…’ You thought, letting out a small sigh.
“What’s this?” You heard Jimin asked. You looked back nonchalantly but almost had a heart attack when you saw his hand reaching out for the black inky waters of the River Styx. You grabbed his hand in alarm, “Don’t touch that! You want to poison yourself?”
Jimin did not hear you though, he was too focused on your linked hands. Your cold hands grabbing his warm ones gently, making his heart flutter as he blushed, unfamiliar with any skin contact with others beside Taehyung and his mother. You followed his eyes and saw your hands together, you let go of his in embarrassment. You turned your head forward, once again, hiding your growing blush.
“Don’t touch anything, do you understand.” You said, feeling him nod behind you. Jimin frowned, already missing your cold touch. Your touch was very distinct, the only one who’s touch was cold but Jimin liked it.
“O-Okay, I understand”
Charon smiled a bit under his hood, his Mistress was acting so differently that it was amusing. The Goddess of Death and Queen of the Underworld disarmed by a young unknown god.
The boat ride was mostly filled with an awkward silence as it was accompanied by Jimin’s soft humming. The boat stopped in front of the castle as you got off of it with Jimin following clumsily after you.
“Mistress! You’re back!” You heard Jungkook’s voice from the castle as your eyes widen, how on earth are you going to explain to the daemon your unexpected companion. Jungkook was known for his unrivaled loyalty to you and jealousy with your flings.
Charon chuckled at your dilemma as he rowed away. Jimin looked at the hooded boatman as he heard his chuckle, tilting his head in confusion then turned back to you.
The winged daemon arrived in front of you with a wide smile but it dropped when he saw the pretty young god. His dark brows furrowed with mixed emotions bubbling in him.
“Who’s this?” His cold voice asked as you sighed, it was starting. Jimin smiled at him, nervously, and waved meekly. Jungkook scowled, disgusted by his innocence.
“This is Jimin. He followed me on the way back here.” You said, walking away as Jungkook and Jimin followed you with the former looking at you with horrified eyes.
“What do you mean, Mistress? He’s staying with us?” He asked making Jimin look at you.
“If he wants. Or if he wants to go back, then escort him out.” You said, looking at Jimin who stared at you with wide surprised eyes.
“He wants to go back, I’m sure of it!” Jungkook exclaimed, looking at Jimin with a hard glare, daring him to oppose his words. Jimin smiled apologetically at Jungkook as the winged male deflated at that.
“I-If you permit, I would like to stay for a bit” Jimin whispered out, you turned back to him, studying him with enigmatic (e/c) eyes. You nodded and continued your way.
“M-Mistress, b-but–”
“Ready a room for him, Kookie.” And with that, you disappeared into the dark. Jungkook’s wings fell at your words as he frowned, dejected.
He sighed and tried to suck it up, reminding himself that this newcomer will be out of his feathers in no time. Oh, how wrong he was.
It has been a week and Jimin was still in the Underworld, putting his flowers around the dark and gloomy palace. Jungkook did not want to admit it but Jimin was some nice company, he was pure and innocent and Jungkook likes teasing him and teaching him new ways.
They were sitting at the back of the palace, at the courtyard with Jimin making flowers appear in the slowly coming into life grass and plants. Jungkook watched his new friend companion in awe, not really used to flowers in the Underworld.
“How do you do that?” Jungkook asked him, Jimin smiled and sat beside the winged daemon.
“I’m the god of spring, silly~” He chirped, his pureness out of place in the Underworld.
“Hmm, right. You’re Demeter’s son” Jungkook boredly said, looking nonchalant now. Jimin shook his head at him, his smile never faltering.
He bit his lips, contemplating whether he should ask his question or not. He looked at Jungkook who brushed his black wings gently.
“Hey, Jungkook… Can you tell me something about, (Y/n)?” He asked making Jungkook stop his brushing and turned his eyes to Jimin. He raised a brow, “Why?”
He blushed a bit and stuttered out, “N-Nothing! Just curious”
Jungkook peered into him, untrustingly, but sighed and nodded. He pursed his lips, thinking about what to say.
“Well, Mistress is the Goddess of the Underworld–”
“I already knew that.”
“Shh, do you want to know or not?”
Jimin rolled his eyes playfully at him as Jungkook continued, “She is the eldest daughter of Rhea and Cronus which makes her the older sister of Zeus and your mother.”
Jimin’s eyes widen at the new information. Jungkook then looked at him with sad eyes, “Zeus, imprisoned Mistress in the Underworld and took the skies for himself. Mistress always thinks for the better and just not for her advantage. She believes in justice and fairness. It might not look like it but she’s really lonely and sad…”
Jungkook finished with a quiet voice, Jimin looking at the castle with sorrow, he then looked at Jungkook.
“She can’t get out of here? But I saw her before in the meadows”
Jungkook sighed, “Zeus only permits her to a certain degree to where she can go and she can only roam freely every 300 years. Today is her 233 year, once it hit 300 again, she can go for a day around Earth.”
Jimin nodded sadly at the information, looking back to the dark gloomy castle once again, ’you’re just like me then… Imprisoned and longing for freedom…’
Jimin stood in front of your chamber door with a handful of flowers in his hand, his heart beating a bit too fastly for his liking as sweat started to appear in his hands.
“Okay, Jimin you can do this. You just have to give her the flowers.” He talked to himself and with a breath, he raised his hand ready to knock but never touching the door.
He groaned as he dropped his hand, looking at the flowers in his other hand. He sighed and looked at the door, imagining you he was talking to.
“Hi, (Y/n)! Funny bumping into you–… No, no! I’m in front of her door, bumping into you? Really, Jimin?” He scolded himself as he tried again.
“Hi, (Y/n)! I grew some flowers in your courtyard and I wanted to give these to you–”
“Who are you talking to?” The same cold and smooth voice that made his heart flutter called out making him yelp as he turned around in surprise.
You looked at him with the same eyes, shocked at his sudden yelp. Jimin then fixed his posture and cleared his throat. Smiling shyly at you, he started, “Hi, (Y/n)! I- Um… I grew some flowers in your courtyard, these are for you!”
Shoving the flowers in your arms as he smiled nervously at you. You looked at the pretty flowers in your hands with a soft blush, never have really received flowers or any kind of gifts from men.
“T-Thank you, they’re very beautiful, Jimin” You whispered, a smile appearing on your usually stone-cold face making Jimin gape at you.
You raised a brow, “What?”
Jimin gulped, “Y-You have a very beautiful smile…”
Your blush worsens that you thought your head will explode from all the heat going to your face. Jimin bit his lips, smiling as he looked down at his shoes, feeling timid.
“Y-you have a very beautiful smile too…” Jimin heard as he whipped his head up at you. The sight was almost to endearing for his poor heart.
You were blushing, a beautiful contrast to your (s/c) skin and black robes. Eyes, warmer than before and lips quirking up in a shy smile.
He gulped and looked at the flowers, pointing at it. “I picked alstroemerias for friendship and daffodils for new beginnings,” Jimin said, as he removed the sad meaning of daffodils, something he knew he has when he saw you rejecting men and daemons alike.
You looked at him, confused and looked at the flowers then back at the smiling blond.
“Flowers have meanings?”
Jimin gaped at you, thinking you might be joking but the unchanging expression on your face said otherwise.
“Y-You’re not joking?”
You shook your head, looking at him with confusion. What was the big deal with not knowing that flowers having meanings? You were the Goddess of the Death and the Queen of the Underworld, it was given that flowers and all nice things were out of your forte.
Jimin grabbed your free cold hand in his making you gasped at the contact. He then dragged you, “W-What are you doing?! Unhand me!”
“Shh! I’m going to show you something!”
You shut your mouth at that, confused at the sudden confidence of the young god. You let him drag you to the courtyard which was different from what you remembered. Last time you were here, there was only darkness and filled with cold air. Ruins complementing the dried up plants.
But now, it was vibrant. There was color other than black in the courtyard. It was also warmer than any part of the Underworld as you welcomed the warm air that nipped on your cold skin.
Jimin smiled at you, “I retouched it, I hope you don’t mind”
You looked around with a soft smile, “It’s pretty. Plants always die when I am the one trying… They hate me..” You replied making Jimin giggle
“No, they don’t”
“You can speak to plants now, little god?” You teased as he pouts at you.
“Don’t call me that! I’m taller than you.”
“Barely.”
Jimin whined at your words, you chuckle at him. He stopped, studying you. It was the first time he heard you chuckle. It was melodic, smooth, and pleasant to the ears. It was now official, it is Jimin’s favorite sound to hear.
“So what do you want me to see, Jimin?” He snapped out of his thought and ohh-ed.
“Oh yeah! Here, sit next to me” He said, patting the now vibrant grass beside him. You rolled your eyes, playfully, and sat down gently next to him.
“Let’s start with the basic!” Jimin chirped
You looked at him, confused, but let him continue. With the wave of his hand, a rose appeared in the grass.
“Roses means love and romance. Pink roses, though, means gratitude and joy while white roses mean purity and youthfulness but daisies also symbolize purity but it also means beauty and fertility”
You looked at him with amusement, nodding at his words. Jimin took that as the cue to continue and with a smile, he brought another flower.
“Anemone symbolizes protection from evil and ill wishes”
Jimin’s flower lessons continued for an hour or so, none of them realizing the time as they enjoyed each other’s company.
You laughed at the last flower Jimin showed you, “I never knew flowers could have such bad meanings. Petunias, I should give dozens of them to Zeus”
Jimin’s smile faltered at the mention of his father, this, however, did no go unnoticed to you. Looking at him with worry and you asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I-I… You really do not know?”
You raised a brow at that, “No… What is the matter, little god?” you asked softly, leaning closer to him.
“Zeus is my father…” You stared at him, studying Jimin, who fidgeted under your gaze.
“You’re definitely more handsome than your father then. Zeus looks like an egg.” Your lighthearted response surprised Jimin. He thought when you knew, you’d surely kick him out and he’ll lose a friend, forever.
“Y-You are not mad?”
You smiled at him, “Would you rather me be?”
Jimin shook his head, quickly at your words making you giggle at his quick response.
“You are not your father and you do not have any connection to our fight. Do not worry too much, little god” You said, your soft smile resting on your face.
Jimin blinked his tears away, laughing with you. You looked at him and held his cheek gently, “Don’t cry, little god. I’m not mad”
Jimin leaned his cheek to your hand, nuzzling to your cold touch. You looked at him with such softness that it made his heart hurt. His heart beating a bit too fastly, he was afraid that you might hear it. You leaned a bit closer, his breath hitching.
“(Y/n)…” He trailed as he also leaned closer, trying to meet you halfway. The cold brush of your lips made him shiver in desire.
“Mistress!” Jungkook’s voice made you two jump away, blushing at the interruption. The winged daemon stopped at his tracks when he saw the blush on your faces. He raised a brow, “Was I interrupting something?”
“No! no!” Jimin shook his head, a mad red covering his cheeks and ears. You cleared your throat as you stood up, dusting your silk robe.
“What is it, Jungkook?”
The urgency came back to Jungkook and exclaimed, “Zeus wants to talk to you!”
Your brows furrowed in confusion, you nodded and strolled out the courtyard but not before bidding Jimin goodbye.
“Thank you for your flower lesson, Jimin. It was greatly appreciated.” And with that you were gone, being followed by Jungkook who looked at Jimin with a small glare.
Jimin smiled a bit at your words and gazed lovingly at your retreating figure, sighing.
You entered Olympus with a stoic face, Jungkook following you. Zeus stood in the throne-room his strong back facing you. The tall man then turned to you with a large smile, “Ah! (Y/n), glad you can come!” He said to you, giving you a hug. You groaned at the strong grip your brother gave you.
“Jin, please. Don’t.”
Jin released you from the hug, his smile never faltering at your coldness, reminding you of someone…
“Dear sister! Cheer up, today is a party! You are here–”
“Stop it with this nonsense and just tell me what you need” You interrupted making Jin stop.
He frowned at you, “Always the mood-killer, dear sister.”
You glared at him, he shrugged as he went to the table to get more wine. You followed your brother, sighing, already tired.
“You see, (Y/n). Demeter has gone crazy. She thinks that you kidnapped her dear son.” You furrowed your brows at his declaration and shook your head.
“Jimin? Jimin followed me to the Underworld. He knows he can go back anytime but he doesn’t. It is not my fault.” You snapped, Jin sighed and nodded.
“I know but Demeter has gone crazy. She went and made Earth a frozen wasteland until Jimin is back in her arms”
“Well, she should’ve been a better mother because Jimin doesn’t even want to go back to her with how much she hurt him.” You retorted. Jin looked at you with eyes you did not understand.
“You have feelings for him,” He said with a small smile. You gaped at the declaration, sputtering out words.
“T-That’s absurd! No, I do not!”
Jin smiled but sighed after, remembering Demeter’s words, “Still, though (Y/n). Jimin has to go back. Can you tell him that?”
You looked at Jin with a cold look on your face then sighed, “I’ll tell him”
“Thank you, that’s all I ask, (Y/n)” Jin uttered with a gentle smile.
Jimin hummed at the huge throne room as he arranged the flower in a small vase, waiting for you to come back with a bright smile. He heard Cerberus whimper on his side, nudging him with one of his head. Jimin looked down at the canine with a smile, “What’s wrong, buddy? Hungry?”
Cerberus perked up when he heard the word, hungry, his tail wagging behind his huge body. Jimin giggled at him and started to walk to the door, “Come on, boy. Let’s get you something to eat~”
Cerberus followed the god, padding its way to him. Jimin went out of the throne room with the dog as they walked towards the kitchen. Jimin searched for any meat in the storage and with an exclaim of victory, he got out a huge piece of meat.
“Cerb! Here you go, boy!” He threw the meat to the dog as he happily caught it, the three heads fighting as usual to take a bite of the meat. Jimin chuckled at the canine, shaking his head. He was about to go out of the kitchen when he saw the open glass door, leading to a garden. He tilted his head at that, not remembering any garden other than the courtyard he redesigned. With a smile, he went out of the kitchen and to the open glass door.
Cerberus stopped chewing at the meat and observed Jimin, he quickly followed the male to the garden, finishing the meat. Jimin looked around the dried-up garden with a tsk.
“I got work caught up on me.” He muttered with a smile. He was about to get some flowers when he saw a lone tree at the corner of the garden. Jimin walked closer to the huge tree and saw that it has bear some fruits, with a smile he picked on. He never really ate food in the Underworld, Jungkook always brought him his food and it made him curious. Is the food in the Underworld that bad?
He opened the fruit that he recognizes as pomegranate and smelled the sweet scent. Jimin smiled eagerly and ate some, the burst of the sweetness made him crave for more. After eating three the first time, he got out three more and popped it in his mouth, savoring the sweet taste.
Cerberus whimpered at him making Jimin look at him as he swallowed the sweet juice. He raised a brow at the dog, “What? It’s really sweet, Cerb!”
He was about to eat some more when Jungkook entered the garden and with a gasp, he flew towards him and smacked the fruit away from Jimin.
Jimin whined at that, “Hey! I was eating that!”
Jungkook gaped, “How many did you eat?!”
The young god tilted his head, “I don’t know… Maybe six?”
“You can’t eat food in the Underworld!”
“Why not?!”
“Because once you eat something that belongs to the Underworld, you cannot leave this place.” You said, looking at Jimin in disbelief.
Jimin turned to you, surprised at your sudden appearance. Jungkook groaned at the stupidity of the young god.
“Mistress! Did you not tell him beforehand?”
You shook your head, stressed. You groaned at the problem at hand. Jimin looked at the fallen pomegranate but he did not feel sad. He knows he should feel sad but he did not. Jimin was willing to stay if it means he can be with you.
“I-I… I do not mind staying here…” He said with a blush making you and Jungkook look at him with disbelief
“What do you mean?” You asked quietly
Jimin was about to answer but looked at Jungkook who was glaring daggers at him and quickly shut his mouth. You sighed at the daemon and turned to Jungkook.
“Kookie, walk Cerberus out, will you.”
Jungkook looked at you, “B-But Mistress!”
“Please.”
Jungkook stopped, looking at your pleading face then looked at Jimin. It hurts Jungkook but he knows. He understands… He knows that you like the young god and not him, no matter how much he loves you, your heart already belongs to another. It did not matter that Jungkook knew you for eons and eons while Jimin knew you for a week, you will still pick the latter.
Jungkook tried to blink his tears away and nodded stiffly, “Of course, Mistress.” He and Cerberus walked out of the garden, leaving you and Jimin alone. You looked at Jimin with a soft smile
“What is it? What did you want to say, little god?” Jimin chuckled a bit at the nickname, feeling more nervous as you were both alone now.
“I… I do not mind staying here… because..”
Your heart started to beat faster, heat going to your face. Your eyes begging him to continue.
“Because I love you (Y/n)… That’s why I do not mind one bit.” Jimin confessed, a serene smile on his face, hiding his nervousness at the moment.
You started to smile at him but when you remembered Zeus’s words, your smile weakened.
“Y-You can’t stay here, Jimin” You muttered
Jimin walked closer to you in nervousness, holding your hands in his as it trembled, showing his nervousness.
“Do… Do you not return my feelings?” He asked with a sad smile. You looked at him and shook your head.
“Oh, gods no! I absolutely return your feelings, Jimin” He beamed at your words
“But you have to go back…” You added, watching his face fall
“But why?”
“Your mother turned Earth into a frozen wasteland… The mortals are starving and dying until you return to her…” You finally said
Jimin shook his head, “No, my mother is not that cruel”
You held his cheek with a soft frown, “It is what Zeus told me and mortals are starting to multiple nowadays in the Underworld meaning that they’re rapidly dying, love…”
Jimin looked at the ground, eyebrows furrowed in thought. He then touched your hand with his warm one.
“I can talk to mother, I’ll tell her to stop this nonsense and I’ll return here, with you.” Jimin reasoned to you. You smiled but you know that Demeter will do anything to make something up to hinder Jimin’s return to you.
“Of course, love.”
Jimin shyly grinned at you, leaning closer that you can smell his breath. He smelled like the sweet pomegranate he ate earlier.
“I like it when you call me love…” He whispered, nuzzling his nose against yours. Heat filled up your system, closing your eyes. Savoring his warmth.
Jimin bumped his nose against yours again and leaned closer, your lips brushing against each other like last time but the only difference today was that you finally kissed.
Jimin tasted so sweet, too sweet that it made you addicted now that you had a taste. The young god deepened the kiss, your minty and smoky scent making his head spin as your cold lips made him shiver.
You licked his bottom lip for permission as Jimin whimpered at the soft contact, shyly opening his mouth. The burst of sweetness filing your system, feeling his wet appendage against yours in a sensual dance.
You broke the kiss, Jimin heaving at the passion and lack of breath. You smirked at him, looking at him. He was such a vision, with flustered cheeks and blown pupils as it was overcome with lust, lips were swollen and wet from your kiss. Jimin will be the death of you.
You two stared at each other, love pouring out the two of you. Jimin leaned his forehead against yours, closing his eyes as he enjoyed your cold skin
“Mistress! Hermes is here!” You heard Jungkook called out from the garden’s entrance as the winged daemon gave you and Jimin privacy. The two of you moving away from each other a bit.
“Taehyung?” Jimin asked, looking at the door with wide eyes. You gazed at him, “You know him?”
Jimin nodded, “He’s my best friend”
Taehyung paced around the large dark throne room, his winged shoes fluttering at every step, showing his anxiousness.
Jimin runs to the throne room, pushing the doors open with a pant as he ran all the way to the throne room. Taehyung looked up from the floor and to the door, locking eyes with Jimin. The blue-haired male let out a breath in relief, running towards him and wrapped him in a tight embrace.
“You have no idea how much trouble you’re in! I looked everywhere for you! I told you to not go anywhere!” Taehyung scolded Jimin, still hugging him. The blue-haired god released Jimin who smiled sheepishly.
“I’m fine, Taehyung!” Jimin said, chuckling at his friend’s worry.
Taehyung’s eyebrows furrowed, “I heard that Hades kidnapped you… Are you really okay?”
Now it was Jimin’s turn to furrow his brows in confusion, “What? Kidnapped?”
“Yeah! Everyone has been talking about it!”
“(Y/n) did not kidnap me! I followed her! It was my own decision…” Jimin said with a frown
“You followed Hades to the Underworld–!? Wait! Why are you calling her by her real name?”
Jimin blushed, eyes and posture turning bashful. Taehyung’s eyes widened and shook his head in disbelief.
“No… Jiminie no…”
Jimin glared at his words, “What do you mean no?! You do not tell me what and what I can not do!”
“Jimin, your mother has been searching for you everywhere, worried sick, while you’re here making up some sick romance?”
“I love her, Taehyung!”
Taehyung shut up, looking at him with sadness, “You can’t Jimin… You do not belong here… Demeter, your mother, is waiting for you…”
Jimin’s eyes turned cold, “I love my mother, do not get me wrong. But I ate a pomegranate…”
The blue-haired male hid his face in his hands, stressed at the sudden information. He looked at him, “Did Hades made you eat–”
“No! I ate it on my own!”
Taehyung sighed and muttered a sorry, “You have to talk to your mother, Jimin…”
“I will.”
Jimin and Taehyung talked about when he will go back to talk to Demeter as Taehyung went back to deliver the message to Demeter until he goes back for Jimin. The blue-haired male tired of the drama of the gods. He was really not paid enough for this, he wasn’t even paid!…
The blond god was in the courtyard with Jungkook who was oddly quiet. Jimin looked at the winged daemon, “What’s wrong, Jungkookie?”
Jungkook looked at Jimin, tears brimming in big doe eyes, “Do you really want know?”
Jimin frowned, nodding his head in worry. Jungkook sighed and wiped his tears, “I loved (Y/n) for eons Jimin…”
The young god’s eyes widen at Jungkook’s confession.
“I know that she won’t ever feel the same about me but it still hurts…”
“Jungkookie, I’m sorr–”
Jungkook stopped the blond before he can continue, “Don’t be sorry. It is not your fault. To be honest, I’m thankful she loves you and not some pesky daemon in the Underworld…” he chuckled lightly. Jimin gazed at him, still feeling bad.
“Do not feel bad nor sad. It is not your fault. Even though, she does not love me… I will forever stay loyal to her because before I loved her, she was and will always be my friend.” Jungkook muttered. Jimin hugged him as Jungkook cried, the winged male couldn’t suppress the emotions any longer. All of the hidden feelings he hid for eons finally breaking free. Though he is sad, he also felt free.
Jungkook looked at Jimin and smiled through his salty tears, “Please take care of her, she can be really clumsy and can say some hurtful words but please understand her. Be patient for she does not mean it” Jimin nodded, smiling at Jungkook as he wiped his tears.
“Thank you for sharing your feelings with me, Jungkook”
“Thank you for listening”
You looked at the vibrant pink flowers in your hand as you bit your lips in nervousness. Jimin then entered the throne-room making you hide the bouquet behind your back. The young god looked at you then at your hand that was behind your back with a teasing smile. He jogged towards you and leaned closer to you.
“Oho~ What’s this? Did you got me something?”
You sighed, the surprise ruined. You slowly took your hand away and brought it to Jimin with a soft smile. The blond god’s eyes widened at the bouquet, tears welling up. He hugged you, slightly crushing the flowers between you two. He nuzzled at the crook of your neck, kissing the cold skin as he tasted his salty tears along with your skin.
“The flowers are getting crushed, love”
“I do not care, I just want to hug you for now… Please”
You slowly wrapped your arms around him as you felt his grip tightened around you. You smiled, caressing his soft hair.
Jimin looked at you with tears on his blue eyes and smiled lovingly at you, “I see that you have read further than our lesson”
You smiled, proudly, “I am a goddess of surprises, love” Jimin giggled at your words
You held his cheek, caressing softly at his skin. Feeling and memorizing his features as you leaned, your noses bumping lovingly.
“I’ll miss you, little god”
“I’ll be back, you know.”
“I know… I just.. Will miss you still”
Jimin smirked at you, “You have gotten soft, Goddess of Death, Queen of the Underworld.”
You playfully glared at him, pinching his nose a bit, “Do not test me, little god”
Jimin whined at the pinch, caressing his nose with a pout. You chuckled at him and gestured the flowers that were still in your hands.
“Do you not want it?” Jimin rolled his eyes at your words with a smile
“Of course I do, love. You’re such a tease.”
“You hang out with Jungkook too much, little god.”
Jimin giggled, taking the flowers from your hands as he cradled it in his hands, smiling softly at it.
“Jiminie, are you ready to go?” Taehyung called, Jimin’s escort to Demeter as he entered with Jungkook who was fuming behind him.
“Your wings are still ugly.” The daemon snapped
“Says the one with the large black wings.”
“Excuse you! At least my wings are attached to my body!”
“How dare you!”
Jimin ran up to them, separating the two who looked like they were about to throw hands any minute.
“Okay! That’s enough!”
You chuckled at the scene, finding it funny that a short god can make the two taller males stand down in a wave of his finger.
“I’m sorry, Jiminie…”
“I ain’t saying sorry, Jimin. That foul god deserves it”
“Why you-”
You went to the three males and commanded, “Jungkook stop it. Come here.”
Jungkook perked up and ran to your side with a raspberry blown to Taehyung. The latter glared at the daemon, wanting to strangle him.
“You best be going, love. Your mother’s been killing a lot of mortals. This place will be crowded if it does not stop” You said
Jimin raised a brow at your words, “You sound like you just want me out of here”
You gasped, exaggerated, and placed a hand on your chest, “I have been found out”
“You-!”
You chuckled and kissed his cheek, “Come back to me, alright, little god”
Jimin smiled at you, nodding, he was about to kiss you but heard the gagging noises from Taehyung.
“You guys are gross. It’s not like you won’t see each other you know. If you have forgotten Jiminie, you’re stuck in here for 6 months and 6 months with your mother” Taehyung said, rolling his eyes
“I know, Taehyung. Thank you for reminding me” Jimin said sarcastically
“You’re welcome!”
Jimin looked at You and Jungkook, “I’ll see you two in 6 months”
Jungkook scoffed, “That’s too short if you ask me”
You slapped the back of his head with a glare, “I already said to stop it, did I not Jungkook?”
Jungkook pouted, “Yes Mistress”
Taehyung stuck his tongue at Jungkook, smirking at him. Jungkook growled, glaring intensely at the god.
“Let’s go, Jiminie~”
Jimin made amends with Demeter when he went back, explaining everything to her. Demeter brought spring back with Jimin’s help. That is why the Earth has cold and warm seasons, it is when Jimin came and gone away from his mother. When he is with his mother, the seasons turned warm and flowers grew everywhere. When he is with his love, Demeter turned the earth cold, missing his son dearly.
Jimin stared at the vase of flowers you got him, smiling at the bouquet of astilbe. The vibrant pink making his heart flutter as he waits until he can come back to his love.
