I FORGOT TO POST LAST NIGHT BUT LETS FUCKING GOOOO THE KNICKS WON 😭 💙🧡
i knew 26 was gonna be their year ON EVERYONE bro, I'd been calling it the minute they lost against the pacers last yr and they got mike brown. no one can say shit to New York now bc JB BROUGHT IT HOME
bitch nb gaf if u not taking asks anymore.. if I send an ask ur gonna reply to it who tf do u think u are?
how about you get ur bitchass off anon and talk to me. this is my fucking blog and if I say I'm not taking asks then I'm not taking them, everybody is respecting that besides you and you think ur not the issue LMAOO
i loved the concept of dirty secret taesan sooo much i want him to seduce me when im in a relationship with ihan or sungho because he bet if he really wanted to (which he always did) he could steal me from them because i briefly mentioned one time a long long time ago to my bf that when i first was becoming friends with the group i had a crush on ts but that quickly went away and i started dating my bf later and then my bf mentioned it to ts when the guys were drinking and shooting the shits anyways cheating with ts yes please #needthat
im so sorry nonnie but if what u meant is where you're dating leehan/sungho and taesan thinks he can steal u I don't think i'll write that 😭 I'm not fan of the cheating trope and I don't wanna write or encourage that! when I open my asks again u can leave a diff scenario and I'll gladly write it <33
notes: based off of this ask, also im so in love with this taki pic
-- the members heard some... not so innocent things from you and taki last night
taki x fem!reader | wc: 744 | masterlist | fluff, crack, suggestive-ish
warnings: yoo ts corny asl but we move, mentions of sexual intercourse, language
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the moment taki walked out of his bedroom for a snack, he felt the shift in the air.
he cleared his throat, suddenly aware of how quiet the room had become.
the members who were awake had all stopped what they were doing. conversations died off, breakfast-making was abandoned, and even yuma's nosy self lowered the volume on the television.
taki was confused, utterly confused. "why're you guys acting weird... ?" he asked, voice low as he pulled a water bottle from the fridge, the feeling cooling against his warm skin.
maki stifled a laugh from where he was sat at the dining table. "us? I don't think we're the ones being weird." his voice slightly muffled by the food he was chewing.
taki paused from taking his sip, looking at maki, "what's that supposed to mean?"
his tone was so puzzled it was almost hilarious to everyone else in the room, the question nearly breaking whatever self-control the others had left.
they all made eye contact with each other. "we're just shocked you could be louder than her." nicholas's voice was so quiet that taki nearly missed him.
taki's eyes widened when he realized what he meant, his face flushing as he screwed the cap back on the water bottle. "huh?" he stuttered out, suddenly feeling small under all the eyes.
"c'mon, taki, why're so shy now! you definitely weren't last night." maki slapped him on his back as he walked past him to place his empty plate in the sink, biting his lip from letting out any laughter.
"don't look at me like that. you'd do the same." his voice trailed off at the end, pushing his hair back with his hands.
before maki could say another word, or even anyone else, you walked out of the room. clad in your pajamas and your hair a mess.
your eyes darted across the room, seeing the four boys look at you. suddenly feeling conscious of the way you probably looked, you tried your best to flatten your hair and rub the puffiness off your face.
"morning, guys... " your voice skeptical as their eyes never left you. occasionally switching focus from you to your boyfriend.
you scoff, "I know I look crazy but I don't look disgusting enough to just, like, silence everyone." rolling your eyes you took the water bottle out of taki's hand, sipping from it as the room tightened.
"they said we were too loud... " taki whispered to you. you nearly choke on your water, hearing a giggle from maki who was the closest to you two.
"what the fuck, are you serious." your face emitted pure shock and embarrassment.
yuma, who had been trying to hide behind on the couch, finally let out a small snort. "too loud is an understatement. I think the neighbors three doors down heard you guys."
your face heated up even more, if that was possible. you buried your face in your hands, groaning. "i'm never having sex again." you looked at taki, shoving his shoulder. "this is your fault!"
nicholas shook his head, trying to maintain some semblance of seriousness but ultimately failing as a grin spread across his face. "all I'm saying is, if you're going to be that loud, maybe give us a heads up so we can put on headphones or something."
taki squeezed your shoulder, pressing a kiss to your temple. "they're just jealous," he whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear.
you narrowed your eyes at him, "shut up," you pushed the water bottle back into his hands. "I have to go anyway."
before anyone could respond, maki pointed toward the kitchen.
"weren't you getting breakfast?"
you stared at him for a long moment before letting out a defeated sigh. "kinda lost my appetite here, maki." you huffed out.
taki buried his face in one hand. "let's just move past this now."
maki was the first to rebut. "no way."
the other two boys echoed his words, laughing. nico went to join yuma on the couch, grabbing the remote from him.
you shook your head and headed for the door. "i'm leaving."
"where are you going?" yuma called, turning around again as his arm rested on the head of the couch.
"to get a cheeseburger." you said casually, putting your slippers on by the front door.
"seriously?" maki asked,
you paused dramatically, hand on the doorknob.
"yeah, i mean, all i wanted was a cheeseburger." you answered before walking out.
-- jo hates whenever jealousy consumes him, but you love it.
18+ | jo x fem!reader | wc: 1.2k | masterlist | smut + comfort
warnings: language, kissing, piv, vvvv small spanking, kinda mean!jo, overstim, squirting, mentions of euijoo, no protectionnn but he doesn't cum inside
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jo never fucks you face down.
you never questioned it—always assuming that he wasn't a fan of the position. thinking he preferred the gentle closeness, the way he could cup your jaw with a featherlight grip to have you face him—brows furrowing when be leaned into the kiss, his mind on overdrive.
he always handled you with such care when the two you had sex. his breathing shaky as he was constantly whimpering out an, "are you alright? what do you need from me?" his warm palms tracing your hips and stomach and waist.
but everything he's doing tonight is completely out of character, and you're doing your best to take advantage of it.
his hands are pressing down on your lower back, practically forcing an arch out of you as your cheek pressed against the freshly cleaned sheets of his.
"fuck, jo," you moan out, your voice rough as your breathed heavy through your mouth. your eyes rolling back as his hips never slowed, slamming into your wet cunt over and over and over.
his grip on your hips vicious, you feel the addicting sting of his fingernails digging into your skin, sure to leave marks. but the way it all felt, you didn't care.
your body twitches involuntarily, your body jerking foward.
he groans, "get back here." he gruffs out, tugging you back to him. he doesn't even sound like your jo anymore.
you feel more juices gush out of you as he roughens. your shaky fingers are digging into the sheets, having nothing else to grip onto.
you feel him pull out, his tip barely kissing the entrance of your cunt. you churn your head around, watching as he stared directly into your pussy. he was regaining himself. he had to, if he didn't, he knows he would've came in seconds.
you laugh, "whats wrong, baby. don't tell me your close already." your voice echoes in his head, he mutters out a curse as he leaned over your body, his chest right against your back.
you groan at the motion, feeling his sweaty, hot chest and rapid heartbeat thumping against your back.
his hand snaked around your body, resting right on your collarbone. "you don't know how hard I'm holding myself back right now." his eyes dark as he stares back at you.
your body slumps, "mmm... i don't know if i believe that." your push your ass flush against his cock, grinding your hips as your hand lowers itself in between your thighs.
drawing your moans as you toy with your clit, your head falling forward and your voice becoming pitchy as you held eye
you could feel the anger bubbling inside him, his eyes darting between your face and your body.
his jaw clenched, "you think this is funny?" his body lifts off of your back. "you're such a fucking brat." he shakes his head, his palm slides down your spine, over the curve of your ass. you're waiting to feel his grip on you there, your hole clenching around nothing.
his hand raises up, hovering right above the skin for half a moment before coming down sharp. the sound cracks im the room as you moan out, the sound erupting from within your chest.
the sting fluttering under your skin, your hips jerking forward as you felt his hand again.
he was thanking all that was holy that you couldn't see him right now, his mind was running wild as his eyes and heartbeat grew frantic.
he never did this to you, always too afraid to mark and dent your delicate skin. he never smushed your face against the sheets or spank you. but he couldn't deny that his cock jumped everytime he did, watching as your eyes rolled back and you gripped on the cotton sheets beneath you.
he knew if you told him to stop, he'd do it in a second.
but not a word as escaped your mouth. he bit his lip hard, poor cock aching for some attention. the head red and leaking, he needed to be back inside of you.
he lines himself up with his other hand, the one on your ass kneading the skin, almost apologetic.
his stills for a beat, rubbing the head in your gushing juices as he listened to the way your squelched, speaking to him. practically begging him.
his cock pushed in, slamming all the way into your tight cunt as it sucked him in. gripping him in a way that made him never want to pull out.
the thick stretch causing a burn between your legs, the most delicipus burn as he never let up. his cock bullying into your gummy pussy, not pausing to check on you.
because he knows. he knows your body so, so well.
and you can tell from the way his thighs slap against your ass, his hands holding onto your hips as he pulled it back against him.
heavy breaths, groans, and moans escaped him. you tried your best to focus on him, but the moment he brought a hand down to rub your clit roughly, so suddenly, you screamed out a moan.
"jo!" your mind completely blanked as your body grew hot. you fell limp against the matress, too weak to hold your body up anymore as sounds escaped you. sounds that don't even sound like you—they're broken, glutteral, desperate.
your walls clamp down on him, spasming around him as you heard him whimper. whimper?
he's holding off his own orgasm, still fucking into you as your body shook beneath him. he groans like it hurts, his hips stuttering as he heard you whine.
"too much, 's too much... i can't jo, fuck." your voice wobbly as tears welled up in your eyes.
fuck. he hates how beautiful you look.
"yes, you can," his long fingers didn't stop even when he slowed his thrusts. your clit throbbing as your hands came up to push his wrist weakly, clearly not working.
you shook your head, head turned as your pleading eyes met him. "y–you're so mean, jo." you pouted, legs shaking as his cock picked up their pace again.
he laughed, laced with amusement. "me? i don't think i was being mean when you pressed your all up against euijoo."
you whine at the memory. "c'mon, I–I wasn't serious!" you pushed out the words, hiccuping as your letters slurred together.
he scoffs, "euijoo thought you were. his face was fucking red and his hand covering his cock when you sat next to him. he's probably jerking off right now," his chest burns as he speaks, a dry chuckle escaping him. "thinking about you, about your body. you like that don't you?" was this really jealousy? he needed this feeling out of him. his mind trying to push the image of his bandmate touching himself to you out of his mind.
you did it all on purpose, of course.
you just wanted to tease your boyfriend, rile him up. and you got that. but you got a completely different jo now, too.
"you made me wait the whole night. and I couldn't even say anything, not to you, or–shit, to him." his pace quickened, his words breaking as he spoke.
your breath catches as the second wave builds quickly, more intense than the first. thighs clamping shut pathetically as your back arches. "j–jo it feels weird." your brows furrowing as whimpers escaped you, a heavy feeling settling within your lower belly.
"it's okay, pretty, cum for me. c'mon I know you can."
jo's hips stutter against yours, his cock buried deep inside you as he feels your walls beginning to flutter. his dark eyes lock onto yours, watching the desperate pleasure build on your face. "that's it," he groans, his voice strained with his own approaching release. "let go for me, baby."
the pressure in your belly becomes unbearable, like a dam about to burst. "I can't— 's too much," you cry out. his thumb finds your clit again, rubbing tight circles as his thrusts become sloppy.
"fuck, you're so tight," he grunts, feeling your pussy clamp down on him. "gonna make me cum too."
the dam breaks. your orgasm tears through you as a gush of liquid sprays from your pussy, soaking his thighs and the sheets. your vision whites out as your body convulses, a strangled scream tearing from your throat.
"fuck, baby, that's it," he drawls out the words, groaning as his hips still, feeling your pussy gush out its release around him. his eyes widen at the sight of you squirting, his cock throbbing deep inside you. for a moment, he hesitates, clearly torn between filling you with his cum and pulling out.
"god, I want to stay inside," he growls through gritted teeth, the words barely comprehensible as he reluctantly pulls his throbbing cock from your still-spasming pussy. he wraps his hand around his shaft, stroking rapidly as he watches your body trembling through the aftershocks.
with a guttural moan, Jo spills across your back, thick ropes of cum painting your skin as your pussy clenches around nothing. he watches the cum pool in the arch of your lower back before he collapses beside you, breathing heavily as he watches you shudder through the last waves of pleasure.
"fuck," he whispers, trailing his fingers through the mess on your back before leaning down to press a kiss against your shoulder.
he grabs a tissue from the nightstand, gently wiping the release off your body.
he turns you over, pulling your body into his arms, the shift from rough to immediate tenderness making your already hazy mind spin. the aggressive man from moments ago is gone, replaced by the jo you know, his eyes soft and full of concern as he brushes the sweat-dampened hair from your forehead.
"hey," he whispers, his voice raspy but gentle. "you okay? did I hurt you?" his thumbs stroke your cheeks, his gaze searching yours for any sign of distress.
you can only shake your head, your body still tremblingk with aftershocks. "no," you manage to say, your voice hoarse. "just… a bit sore." you say, stretching your shoulders, the ache between them bearable but present.
a flicker of relief crosses his face before guilt sets in. "i'm sorry," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. "I got… carried away. seeing you with euijoo, I just…" He trails off, his hold on you tightening slightly. "I never thought I would feel this way. I hate the way I felt." He shakes his head.
"It was my fault," you admit, snuggling closer to him. "I wanted to see what would happen. I wanted to see if I could get you like this."
jo chuckles softly, the sound warm against your ear. "brat," he says affectionately, nuzzling your neck. "but you're my brat." his hands begin their familiar gentle exploration of your body, tracing the curves he knows so well, the touch a stark contrast to the rough handling from before.
"let me take care of you," he murmurs, reaching for the water on his nightstand. He helps you sit up slightly, holding the glass to your lips as you drink, his eyes never leaving yours. When you're done, he sets the glass aside and pulls you back against his chest.
"better?" he asks, his fingers combing through your hair.
you nod, feeling the tension drain from your body as you relax into his embrace. "better," you echo, your eyes growing heavy as sleep begins to claim you.
"rest now," he whispers, pressing a final kiss to your forehead. "we'll shower later, pretty.
ive been really into the stbv boys this past like month and there is nothing on the boys here on tumblr besides a couple works from @ozzysoatsolivesandpasta (thank you), so I've been thinking abt writing for them bc they need some more love fr
-- jo hates whenever jealousy consumes him, but you love it.
18+ | jo x fem!reader | wc: 1.2k | masterlist | smut + comfort
warnings: language, kissing, piv, vvvv small spanking, kinda mean!jo, overstim, squirting, mentions of euijoo, no protectionnn but he doesn't cum inside
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jo never fucks you face down.
you never questioned it—always assuming that he wasn't a fan of the position. thinking he preferred the gentle closeness, the way he could cup your jaw with a featherlight grip to have you face him—brows furrowing when be leaned into the kiss, his mind on overdrive.
he always handled you with such care when the two you had sex. his breathing shaky as he was constantly whimpering out an, "are you alright? what do you need from me?" his warm palms tracing your hips and stomach and waist.
but everything he's doing tonight is completely out of character, and you're doing your best to take advantage of it.
his hands are pressing down on your lower back, practically forcing an arch out of you as your cheek pressed against the freshly cleaned sheets of his.
"fuck, jo," you moan out, your voice rough as your breathed heavy through your mouth. your eyes rolling back as his hips never slowed, slamming into your wet cunt over and over and over.
his grip on your hips vicious, you feel the addicting sting of his fingernails digging into your skin, sure to leave marks. but the way it all felt, you didn't care.
your body twitches involuntarily, your body jerking foward.
he groans, "get back here." he gruffs out, tugging you back to him. he doesn't even sound like your jo anymore.
you feel more juices gush out of you as he roughens. your shaky fingers are digging into the sheets, having nothing else to grip onto.
you feel him pull out, his tip barely kissing the entrance of your cunt. you churn your head around, watching as he stared directly into your pussy. he was regaining himself. he had to, if he didn't, he knows he would've came in seconds.
you laugh, "whats wrong, baby. don't tell me your close already." your voice echoes in his head, he mutters out a curse as he leaned over your body, his chest right against your back.
you groan at the motion, feeling his sweaty, hot chest and rapid heartbeat thumping against your back.
his hand snaked around your body, resting right on your collarbone. "you don't know how hard I'm holding myself back right now." his eyes dark as he stares back at you.
your body slumps, "mmm... i don't know if i believe that." your push your ass flush against his cock, grinding your hips as your hand lowers itself in between your thighs.
drawing your moans as you toy with your clit, your head falling forward and your voice becoming pitchy as you held eye
you could feel the anger bubbling inside him, his eyes darting between your face and your body.
his jaw clenched, "you think this is funny?" his body lifts off of your back. "you're such a fucking brat." he shakes his head, his palm slides down your spine, over the curve of your ass. you're waiting to feel his grip on you there, your hole clenching around nothing.
his hand raises up, hovering right above the skin for half a moment before coming down sharp. the sound cracks im the room as you moan out, the sound erupting from within your chest.
the sting fluttering under your skin, your hips jerking forward as you felt his hand again.
he was thanking all that was holy that you couldn't see him right now, his mind was running wild as his eyes and heartbeat grew frantic.
he never did this to you, always too afraid to mark and dent your delicate skin. he never smushed your face against the sheets or spank you. but he couldn't deny that his cock jumped everytime he did, watching as your eyes rolled back and you gripped on the cotton sheets beneath you.
he knew if you told him to stop, he'd do it in a second.
but not a word as escaped your mouth. he bit his lip hard, poor cock aching for some attention. the head red and leaking, he needed to be back inside of you.
he lines himself up with his other hand, the one on your ass kneading the skin, almost apologetic.
his stills for a beat, rubbing the head in your gushing juices as he listened to the way your squelched, speaking to him. practically begging him.
his cock pushed in, slamming all the way into your tight cunt as it sucked him in. gripping him in a way that made him never want to pull out.
the thick stretch causing a burn between your legs, the most delicipus burn as he never let up. his cock bullying into your gummy pussy, not pausing to check on you.
because he knows. he knows your body so, so well.
and you can tell from the way his thighs slap against your ass, his hands holding onto your hips as he pulled it back against him.
heavy breaths, groans, and moans escaped him. you tried your best to focus on him, but the moment he brought a hand down to rub your clit roughly, so suddenly, you screamed out a moan.
"jo!" your mind completely blanked as your body grew hot. you fell limp against the matress, too weak to hold your body up anymore as sounds escaped you. sounds that don't even sound like you—they're broken, glutteral, desperate.
your walls clamp down on him, spasming around him as you heard him whimper. whimper?
he's holding off his own orgasm, still fucking into you as your body shook beneath him. he groans like it hurts, his hips stuttering as he heard you whine.
"too much, 's too much... i can't jo, fuck." your voice wobbly as tears welled up in your eyes.
fuck. he hates how beautiful you look.
"yes, you can," his long fingers didn't stop even when he slowed his thrusts. your clit throbbing as your hands came up to push his wrist weakly, clearly not working.
you shook your head, head turned as your pleading eyes met him. "y–you're so mean, jo." you pouted, legs shaking as his cock picked up their pace again.
he laughed, laced with amusement. "me? i don't think i was being mean when you pressed your all up against euijoo."
you whine at the memory. "c'mon, I–I wasn't serious!" you pushed out the words, hiccuping as your letters slurred together.
he scoffs, "euijoo thought you were. his face was fucking red and his hand covering his cock when you sat next to him. he's probably jerking off right now," his chest burns as he speaks, a dry chuckle escaping him. "thinking about you, about your body. you like that don't you?" was this really jealousy? he needed this feeling out of him. his mind trying to push the image of his bandmate touching himself to you out of his mind.
you did it all on purpose, of course.
you just wanted to tease your boyfriend, rile him up. and you got that. but you got a completely different jo now, too.
"you made me wait the whole night. and I couldn't even say anything, not to you, or–shit, to him." his pace quickened, his words breaking as he spoke.
your breath catches as the second wave builds quickly, more intense than the first. thighs clamping shut pathetically as your back arches. "j–jo it feels weird." your brows furrowing as whimpers escaped you, a heavy feeling settling within your lower belly.
"it's okay, pretty, cum for me. c'mon I know you can."
jo's hips stutter against yours, his cock buried deep inside you as he feels your walls beginning to flutter. his dark eyes lock onto yours, watching the desperate pleasure build on your face. "that's it," he groans, his voice strained with his own approaching release. "let go for me, baby."
the pressure in your belly becomes unbearable, like a dam about to burst. "I can't— 's too much," you cry out. his thumb finds your clit again, rubbing tight circles as his thrusts become sloppy.
"fuck, you're so tight," he grunts, feeling your pussy clamp down on him. "gonna make me cum too."
the dam breaks. your orgasm tears through you as a gush of liquid sprays from your pussy, soaking his thighs and the sheets. your vision whites out as your body convulses, a strangled scream tearing from your throat.
"fuck, baby, that's it," he drawls out the words, groaning as his hips still, feeling your pussy gush out its release around him. his eyes widen at the sight of you squirting, his cock throbbing deep inside you. for a moment, he hesitates, clearly torn between filling you with his cum and pulling out.
"god, I want to stay inside," he growls through gritted teeth, the words barely comprehensible as he reluctantly pulls his throbbing cock from your still-spasming pussy. he wraps his hand around his shaft, stroking rapidly as he watches your body trembling through the aftershocks.
with a guttural moan, Jo spills across your back, thick ropes of cum painting your skin as your pussy clenches around nothing. he watches the cum pool in the arch of your lower back before he collapses beside you, breathing heavily as he watches you shudder through the last waves of pleasure.
"fuck," he whispers, trailing his fingers through the mess on your back before leaning down to press a kiss against your shoulder.
he grabs a tissue from the nightstand, gently wiping the release off your body.
he turns you over, pulling your body into his arms, the shift from rough to immediate tenderness making your already hazy mind spin. the aggressive man from moments ago is gone, replaced by the jo you know, his eyes soft and full of concern as he brushes the sweat-dampened hair from your forehead.
"hey," he whispers, his voice raspy but gentle. "you okay? did I hurt you?" his thumbs stroke your cheeks, his gaze searching yours for any sign of distress.
you can only shake your head, your body still tremblingk with aftershocks. "no," you manage to say, your voice hoarse. "just… a bit sore." you say, stretching your shoulders, the ache between them bearable but present.
a flicker of relief crosses his face before guilt sets in. "i'm sorry," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss to your temple. "I got… carried away. seeing you with euijoo, I just…" He trails off, his hold on you tightening slightly. "I never thought I would feel this way. I hate the way I felt." He shakes his head.
"It was my fault," you admit, snuggling closer to him. "I wanted to see what would happen. I wanted to see if I could get you like this."
jo chuckles softly, the sound warm against your ear. "brat," he says affectionately, nuzzling your neck. "but you're my brat." his hands begin their familiar gentle exploration of your body, tracing the curves he knows so well, the touch a stark contrast to the rough handling from before.
"let me take care of you," he murmurs, reaching for the water on his nightstand. He helps you sit up slightly, holding the glass to your lips as you drink, his eyes never leaving yours. When you're done, he sets the glass aside and pulls you back against his chest.
"better?" he asks, his fingers combing through your hair.
you nod, feeling the tension drain from your body as you relax into his embrace. "better," you echo, your eyes growing heavy as sleep begins to claim you.
"rest now," he whispers, pressing a final kiss to your forehead. "we'll shower later, pretty.
Just wanted to give my appreciation for the sub maki headcannons, i rlly loved the way you wrote them, had me giggling fr! ☺️
Tysm for taking the time to write it i rlly needed that 🙂↕️ <333
hi nonnie ♡
thank you soooo much this means so much to me that you liked it! I was a bit nervy posting it js bc I've never written for maki before but the post did well and i'd love to write for him more in the future :)
notes: I'll get back to writing asks I js wanted to do a cute gaming drabble 😭
ni-ki x fem!reader | fluff, crack (?), more fluff | wc: 1.7k | masterlist
-- you get your boyfriend to play minecraft with you
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"y/n," he sighed dramatically, throwing his head back. "I don't play these kinda games..."
you shook your head, waving your hand in his face. "nonsense, ki. everyone plays this! c'mon, it'll be fun." you pleaded, cocking your head to the side slightly as you pouted your lips.
"I don't know, babe. it just doesn't seem like my thing. I mean what do you even do? just dig and build?"
you couldn't have been more offended at his words. you stood up abruptly, going over to turn your nintendo switch on and grabbing your two remotes before going back over to his spot on the couch.
"take this one." you said flatly, trying your best to seem upset with him.
he shook his head in disbelief. "are you really mad at me?" he laughed softly, pressing the buttons on his remote to turn it on.
"yes, yes I am." you opened minecraft, creating a new world. "you'll find this game so addicting, I just know it."
he shrugged his shoulders, "I doubt it, but let's try, I guess."
you turned your head slowly to face him, squinting your eyes, "so you'll play roblox but not this?"
"hey!" he shoved your arm playfully, "literally everyone has played roblox before. and besides that was like years ago.."
you rolled your eyes, "and like, literally everyone has played this, too! It's just you who hasn't to be honest."
the world finally generated, your player being spawned in the middle of a lush, bright green land.
"ki, you gotta press the plus button." your finger pointed over to where it was on your remote.
"yeah, yeah, I know where it is."
once he joined, the screen split vertically in two. niki's player spawned just a couple blocks away from yours, and when you found him he was already jumping into a mini lake accidentally.
he couldn't even get out of his, his player just about drowning as he started screaming at the game and you.
"y/n, y/n, what the hell. what am I supposed to do? I cant even jump out of this! can't I fly or something, you're always flying in this game." he huffed out, struggling to keep his character afloat.
the rapid clicking of buttons filled the room as his fingers pressed everything in panic.
you couldn't hold in your laughs as you watched him struggle. "baby, you gotta break the blocks in front of you. make like a staircase to get out."
your shoulders shook against his from how hard you were trying not to laugh.
even with your advice he couldn't get out.
you reached for his remote, he groaned as he reluctantly gave it to you. he wanted to figure out how to do it by himself, but he also didn't want to embarrass himself in front of you.
"it's a bit harder to escape when you're in water, so I'll help you." you spoke softly. he watched as you were able to swiftly get him out of his predicament.
he couldn't help but feel a bit envious. he was usually the better gamer between you two, he always won no matter the game. not to say you were bad, but you just weren't as good as he was.
so when you turn on this game, minecraft, which has no winner-loser concept, he doesn't know what to do.
do you race to build or get resources? or is this just supposed to be a calming gaming experience? he had no idea.
you pressed a kiss against his cheek, your character running over to stand in front of him. his skin was warm beneath your lips, a quiet contrast to the cool plastic of the controller in your hands.
"follow what I do, alright?" he nodded his head at your words, walking after your character.
no, literally, walking.
this whole thing was hilarious to you. you truly couldn't believe he'd never played before and that he was this bad at the game.
"babe, you gotta run." you stifled a laugh, watching as his hands pressed all the buttons in hopes of activating the run feature. "just double click the joystick- no, the other one. yep." you gave him a thumbs up once he finally learned how to sprint.
the soft minecraft soundtrack drifted through the room quietly as his character nearly ran straight past yours.
the next few minutes continued like this. you did your normal routine in the game and he tried his best to follow suit.
some things, he got the hang of. like getting wood and even food. but the whole concept of the crafting table stumped him.
"are you kidding me? I have to memorize freaking recipes?" he muttered under his breath, confused on how your inventory was filled with all these weapons and all he had was some wood blocks and a piece of uncooked chicken.
the sky was darkening in the game, the stars coming out and the moon becoming visible.
niki was so sucked into it that he didn't even realize that there was a group of mobs closing in on him.
the distinct sound of groans and a quiet hissing sound caught your attention before his. "riki! you have to run before you get blown up!" you suddenly yelled at him, your tone purely panicked.
he didn't make it in time, the small green mob that walked its way in front of him blew up. nikis side of the screen being blown backwards before the words YOU DIED! were plastered onto the screen.
"fuck!" he slumped against the couch, both his hands coming up to rub his face. one of the joycons vibrated loudly in his hands, making him groan even more dramatically.
"too much happens at once in this game." he complained, pressing the respawn button on the screen.
you wrapped both your arms around his body, pulling him into you. "you did fine for your first time, babe. really." the warmth of him seeped through your shirt almost instantly as he melted against your chest.
he leaned into you, his head resting on your chest. "you know, ki, I think you were way too focused on the game instead of just playing it." you spoke as you placed the remote down, one hand going to rest on his head and the other being taken into his own hands.
"how?" he asked softly, the teasing and frustration from earlier now gone from his voice.
"you're just supposed to play. you don't have to try too hard in the beginning." he sighed, still not used to the mechanics of the game.
an idea popped into your mind.
"how about instead of starting in a freshly made word we go into one of my old ones." you gently lifted his head from where he was resting on you. "do you wanna try that?"
he nodded his head, the two of you grabbing your remotes as you exited the current world to enter your other one.
your character was standing in the middle of what looked like a nicely decorated cabin, a dog sat in the corner and the house was littered with chests.
once niki logged in, he was in the middle of a jungle. literally.
"where am I?" he asked in a low voice, almost like he was stuck between wanting you and not wanting you to hear the question.
"oh your account has never played in this world before, it's fine, i'll just tp you to me."
he narrowed his eyes at you, smirking. "cheater."
your head never turned so quickly to face him. "what are you talking about?" his body fell against the couch as he began laughing.
"you needed to have cheats enabled to teleport! you don't even play the game normally."
you scoffed, "you can play minecraft however you want, riki." you felt your face heat up, embarassment coming from nowhere. you looked back at the screen quickly, hoping he didn't notice the smile threatening to pull at your lips.
he hummed, nodding his head in a teasing way. "totally."
ignoring him, you teleported his player to yours. when he arrived beside you, he ran straight to the chests. opening them to see rows of iron armour, different ore stacks and foods.
"yeah, you definitely got these by yourself." he said in disbelief, not even trying to hide the playful mock in his voice.
you giggled, "I did! I'm way more of a miner than anything. I only have cheats on so I don't lose everything in my inventory."
he placed a kiss on the side of your head, smiling. his arm naturally slipped around your shoulders afterwards, pulling you a little closer into his side.
time flew by too quickly as you continued showing him everything about the game and everything you had in your world.
he'd never tell you but he wasn't completely clueless about the game either, he knew much more than he let on despite never actually playing the game. sometimes his favorite youtubers played the game so he naturally picked up on it.
but seeing you talk and teach him so passionately about one of the few games you really love made him feel a certain way.
it began getting late, your character moving slower and slower and yawns escaping your mouth every few minutes.
at some point the room had gone quieter, the earlier yelling and laughter fading into sleepy comments and the occasional clicking of buttons.
"you wanna end it for tonight? we can just go in the room and watch some youtube on your laptop." he suggested, his deep voice calming to your ears.
"mhm, that sounds nice." you said as you saved the game and quit. stretching your arms before standing up with him.
niki grabbed your laptop from your desk, turning on a random minecraft video as you cuddled into his side. your head resting on his chest as he wrapped his arms around you, your breaths evening out and the faint thumping of his heartbeat against your ear lulling you to sleep.
every now and then, his thumb brushed absentmindedly against your arm while the video's soft audio played in the background.
maybe he'd have to downplay his knowledge on your games more often.