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Summary: Miracles do happen! Somehow you've finally managed to secure a job at a big company! Even though it'll be a 24/7 job, they promised you a fat paycheck, so you don't care what the job is... But what if the job is managing 7 grown men? Seven men who all have needs...
Warnings: swearing, unprotected sex, vaginal penetration, fingering, size kink, oral (f&m receiving), dirty talk, gay sex, threesome sex, bisexual sex, implied masturbation, this is super vanilla compared to most of my stories, let me know what I missed.
Y O U R P E R S P E C T I V E
I opened my eyes. For a second I was extremely confused and disoriented.
There was a face close to me. Their eyes were shut. The person was still asleep. I could feel something around my waist. An arm. My back was warm. It was pressed into someone's body. Someone was holding me tightly.
I blinked. The sleeping face of Jungkook sharpened.
Flashbacks of last night came back to me.
So it hadn't been a dream.
And then the person who was holding me must be Taehyung. I didn't dare to turn to see him as I didn't want to wake him.
Instead, I studied Jungkook's face. His perfect glowy skin. His cute nose. His long dark eyelashes. Just like all the other guys, he was beautiful.
A sound came from the door and I looked up startled.
'JK I've got...' someone's voice spoke, as the door opened. Yoongi walked into the room rubbing his eye but stopped immediately as he saw me.
He raised his eyebrows in surprise.
'Well, well well,' he said loudly, grinning. The two men stirred beside me, waking up from Yoongi's words. More noise came from the door and Hobi stuck his face around the corner, wanting to see what to fuss was about.
Hobi instantly started laughing.
Jungkook and Taehyung sat up slowly, rubbing their eyes and pushing their hands through their hair as to wake up. I tried to hide slightly behind the blankets.
'What's going on?' a voice said from the hallway. It was Namjoon followed by Jimin who was also curious to see what the fuss was about.
They both looked from Taehyung to Jungkook and then to me. Surprise clearly visible on their face.
'Wild night boys?' Yoongi asked grinning and putting his arms over each other.
'Not more than usual,' Taehyung answered, shrugging and yawning.
Apparently, getting caught with both me and Jungkook in one bed didn't phase him.
'Well, maybe a little more than usual,' Taehyung said smirking at me. I could feel my face turn red and quickly looked down.
The boys standing at the entrance walked into the room and either sat on the bed or leaned against it. I could feel their eyes on me, waiting for me to say something.
When I didn't, Jimin finally asked;
'How was your night y/n?' His tone was slightly teasing but filled with curiosity.
'Come on guys, give her a break,' Jungkook said. He took my arm and pulled me into his lap, his arms protectively around me. I could feel his chin resting on the top of my head.
'So it was the three of you?' Namjoon asked incredulously.
'Oh yeah baby,' Teahyung said mid-yawn as he stretched himself out. I looked at him. Taehyung didn't at all seem embarrassed to share his sex life with the others. Even more, it seemed normal. Like they were talking about the weather.
'So... How did it go?' Yoongi asked interested.
'Well,' Taehyung said, standing up and stretching his arms. He looked at me and grinned. It was a reassuring grin. A smile to tell me it was going to be okay. I didn't have to be scared. All was well.
'I think it's safe to say that she knows now,' he finished his sentence.
For a moment the room was deadly silent.
She knows...
Then it dawned on me.
The way they had so easily gone together last night. Clearly, it had not been their first time. Not even their second or third...
They had done those kinds of things often.
I finally looked up. The boys were watching me intently.
'Do all of you...?' I asked slowly, the curiosity inside me craving the answer. No one said anything for a second.
'Hell yeah,' Hobi said suddenly cheerful. I looked over at him in surprise. He smiled broadly, his shining smile.
'Well, some more than others,' Namjoon said, scratching the back of his head and giving a meaningful look at Jimin.
Jimin simply shrugged
'I second that,' Yoongi said, raising his hand like it was a vote.
'Oh shut up Yoongi, who was it that needed me last night? Let me think...' Jimin said pouting in a "thinking" like manner.
'Only because Y/N was already taken, otherwise I would've definitely asked her instead,' Yoongi said scowling, but winking at me.
The dawning realization finally came to me.
So they all fucked each other.
When I thought about it, honestly it made sense.
I looked around the room.
They all seemed quite okay with it.
With everything.
The fact that I knew.
That is was here being held by Jungkook.
What we had done last night.
Images of last night flashed before my eyes, mixed with fantasies of various members doing others.
'Is it true?' a voice came from the doorway.
Jin had finally joined the party. He looked at me tentatively.
'What?' I said confused.
'I mean, did you mean it? What you said when we were out walking?' he asked.
I still didn't quite get it.
Jin walked into the room and looked at the others.
He sighed.
'You know about us now. As far as I've heard you've had... most of us,' he said carefully. His words made me turn pink with embarrassment.
'But honestly, I don't think I speak for myself when I say we don't care about that. As you now know, we are good at sharing. However...' Jin said, pausing a second.
'However, did you mean it when you said you wanted to be our girlfriend?' he asked. All 7 of them looked at me eagerly.
After all that had happened... After all, I had done and knew... They just wanted to know if I wanted to be their girlfriend.
I looked at every single one of them individually.
All of them were beautiful.
All of them were extremely sexy if they wanted to be.
All of them were sweet, caring, and loving.
All of them made my stomach flutter and my heart bounce.
Could I ever choose one of them over the other?
No, I didn't think so. I had grown to love them all individually and for their own qualities.
Did I want to be with them?
Yes more than anything.
'Yes,' I said resolutely.
All of their faces lit up with glowing smiles and I could feel Jungkooks arms tighten around me and him kissing my hair.
'Then it's decided,' Jimin said happily. 'We now all belong to you my lady,' he spoke gallantly.
'And Jungkook no hogging! Just because you lost your virginity to her last night doesn't mean you get any special treatment' Hobi said chuckling and waving his finger.
'Wait what?' I said confused.
'You're the first girl I've ever been with,' Jungkook whispered in my ear. He put the emphasis on the word girl.
I understood what he meant and felt myself blush.
'I said no hogging!' Hobi said fake sternly. Jungkook laughed but let go of me.
'Good!' Hobi said, 'Can I reserve you for tonight?' he followed, directing himself at me.
'I mean just for us to cuddle. Knowing those to you must still be sore from last night,' Hoseok explained quickly when he saw my startled face.
'Oh, well then, sure!' I said, feeling reassured.
'Oh, can I get tomorrow then please?' Jimin pleaded, grabbing my hand and looking at me with puppy eyes.
'I'm free the day after that,' Yoongi said grinning his seductive smile at me.
I couldn't help but laugh.
I wasn't sure how it would all work out or what this actually all meant.
But I didn't care.
They made me happy.
And I seemed to make them happy as well.
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some thoughts on what living with bakugou would be like:
-he’s weirdly organized. like he remembers where he put everything every time so if ur ever looking for something, most times he’ll just find it for u and it takes like .2 seconds
-will cook meals a large majority of the time, but if u bake sweets he’s an absolue sucker for them.
-if you’re like reALLY allergic to a certain type of bug or plant,, man’s got his eyes pEELED whenever y’all go somewhere together. like lets say, for example, ur allergic to bees. bakugou is blowing bees up left and right and u look at him and ur “no!! stop!!! bees are endangered!!” ,, he looks u dead in the face, like ur stupid or something and says “yeah. because of me. i’m gonna kill all of them.”
- if u have to get in an argument with somebody over the phone, he wants to hear it. like he’ll ask u to put the phone on speaker and he’ll just make mocking, bitchy faces while the other person is speaking. like,, he lets u fight ur own battles, but he wants to be there bullying the other person mercilessly in the background.
-if he doesnt like a song ur playing, he’ll just skip it. won’t ask, wont look at u, he’ll just skip it. borderline dick move tbh
-gets grumpy if u don’t follow his nightly routine on time, but also wont go to sleep without u. like he’ll just stay up and crab at u until u go to bed with him
-likes when u brush his hair for him. like u’ll be brushing yours, totally by urself fine, and he’ll just look at u and clear his throat until u roll ur eyes and beckon him over
-if u get like a bag of junk food or something,, do nOt leave that shit out, bakugou will finish it 10/10 times. he’ll finish it but then look at u and “why the fuck would u even bring that shit in here, huh? u tryin’ to get me out of shape or somethin?” ,, and u look at him like “idk man maybe just dont eat it then.” ,,, the glARE he gives u in response is muRDEROUS //pls this is quite literally the only area he lacks self control dont remind him\\
-has absolutely no regard for neighbors. he yells a lot and if y’all get noise complaints he just glares and 😡💥at the neighbor until they get scared and leave
-he thinks it’s funny to just subtly move things from time to time. like, for example, lets say plates. ,,, so like, u always keep plates on the left side of a certain cabinet, right?? but if he’s putting dishes away and feeling particularly petulant that day, he’ll just put away the plates on the right side instead. man’s then proceeds to smirk and laugh at u every time u open the wrong side of the cabinent from then on with a “jeez, u rlly are a moron, huh? they’re on the right side, remember?” god he’s annoying
-genuinely enjoys going grocery shopping by himself. like idk he just thinks it’s his quiet, personal time, u kno?? and he enjoys doing super-intense meal prep for the week anyways so he’s gotta make sure he gets the right ingredients
-u just hear muffled screaming from time to time. like u’ll be in the kitchen eating breakfast totally calm, and he’s making the bed and all the sudden just a “jesus fucking christ, swear to fuck im gonna blow up this stupid fuckin’ fitted sheet!” (which honestly??? valid. fuck fitted sheets.)
-if he doesn’t want to hang out with the bakusquad but they’re forcing him he’ll text u something like “I love you.” and then ofc ur like “i love u too. but also, u never just say that to me normally?? is something wrong?” and then total radio silence from him for like 20 mins and u get super worried,, and then he just sends u a video of mina or denki being loud with a “Can you get sick or something? I want to come home.” ,, i- 🧍
- isnt going to want a pet,, but if u have, like, a dog already when u move in with him, then it’s going to become bakugou’s dog. if he’s going to have to have a dog than he’s gonna make sure it likes him more than u
-hates doing laundry. will volunteer to do dishes instead 11/10 times
-he doesn’t sing in the shower but 100% plays the drums on the walls or his own stomach fight me on this
-he hates the smell of nail polish/nail polish remover. so if ur painting ur nails he’ll just walk in the room and walk directly out,, quickest way to get alone time
-speaking of alone time- say bye. u’ll get none of it,,, it’s not that he’s constantly on top of u or like talking to u, he just always sorta ends up in whatever room u are. like a cat, pretty much. like he won’t say anything, but if u get up to do something, he gets up and chooses to move his lounging to somewhere nearby
-he likes to scare the shit out of u. just like, rlly juvenile stuff like hiding around corners just to jump out at u. will just stand there and laugh when u scream, and will never, never apologize
-he gets weirdly worked up about hair?? just hates it, thinks it’s disgusting if he sees a stray hair anywhere. even if its his own. like yes it’s gross ig, but he gets so 🤮 about it
-he does house chores unecessarily loudly. like, u watch him and it seems like he’s doing everything totally normally,, but jesus christ why is it so loud
-gets bitchy around christmas if u decorate without him. he will complain the eNTIRE time if he does have to decorate, but will throw an even bigger fit if u dare to do it without him
-he gets mad if people drive too fast in ur neighborhood/ past ur apartment complex. like, y’all have 0 (zero!) kids, but he’s still up at the window like “Slow the fuck down, asshole! Why the hell doesn’t anyone have any common fuckin’ sense around here? That’s dangerous, you piece of shit!”
-if u sing around the house a lot, it’s the only habit of urs he’ll have absolutely nothing to say about. like it doesn’t even matter if ur a good singer or not, he just likes when he can hear u in the house even if ur not in the same room. he finds it comforting
-bakugou hates having people over to ur place. he thinks of it like his calm-space/safe-haven and it rlly pisses him off when people are there
-on the rare days he doesn’t have to work at all and stays home, mans is a total baby. he just refuses to get up for anything other than bathroom or meals and even then goes straight back to bed. he takes basically a 24 hr nap and expects u to do the same with him he’s so dramatic pls
-will make snarky comments about reality tv shows with u. just the bitchiest shit possible bc he enjoys trash talking as an art form, and absolutely does not care who it’s about
-likes to watch u do skincare stuff. he won’t ask questions and will be borderline offended if u offer some to him, but he just likes to watch u do it. man’s thinks of it as like his personal asmr
-hates online shopping. (pls i have absolutely no explanation for this one i just know its true)
-he has a lot of pride in his house so it’s actually rlly well decorated. like, he would never consent to living somewhere busted, lmaooo, so if u dont kno how to decorate he’ll figure it out for the both of u
-u can always tell if he’s falling asleep bc he constantly does that weird full-body jerk. like the one where it feels like ur falling
incomprehensible conjecture and rambling about sunny/rcg under the cut! idk man I got 1 hour of sleep in the past 24 or wataver and my brain is an abandoned swamp Good Nigte
i certainly am not arguing that mac Absolutely Isnt a stereotype of a predatory gay man/self-hating homophobe or whatevr. i wont argue the homophobe one at all really,not great even if they rectified it and further tried to make up for it or whatever w mac finds his pride (which i love, regardless). but honestly i dont think the predatory complaint really makes a whole lot of legitimate sense considering every charatcer on the show is Extremely predatory in their own right. if he wasnt i’d be irritated to be honest. i do agree w wat mcelhenney said something like that its cool that they decided to acknowledge he was gay without changing him fundamentally as a person; he still needs to fit into the show or watever. like idk he’s not Ideal Gay Rep ofc but he’s awesome still. To Me. I like when character’s sexuality can be an improtant acknowledged facet of them but doesnt overtake the rest of te narrative! It never occurred to me that his behavior toward dennis would be seen as predatory ina stereotypical way seeing as how their relationship dynamic is so fckign bizarre. charlie has the same level of dogged cluelessness about the obj of his affection’s true feelings, so it didnt occur to me to see mac touching dennis’ knee or stuff of that variety as being any different ig or as making fun of queers or watevr. if i am wrong/misunderstanding i apologize. i have never considered mac from that perspective before.
honestly i kinda get the complaints. i’ve never rly thought rcg all have 10000% pure intentions with the insensitive kind of humor they are into, no matter their loophole justifications for shit. sometimes i almost believe their reasoning and do basically understand but it still seems flimsy when you considers stuff like the blackface stuff which is indeed kind of funny at times mainly bc the joke is the absurdity of it all, like mac in the shower with the brown dripping off him like he’s melting; it’s not funny at the expense of black ppl but more so at the expense of how goddam stupid and unaware mac is. i havent seen the blackface/brownface ones in years sos i dont have a whole lot to say excepe they seemed to be clearly against using blackface as the moral while still using it to get laughs. so. really honestly i don’t know that it’s Liderally Ever edgy white people’s call to use something like blackface regardless of context, regardless of their obvious intent? i dunno i have tried to find Black ppls opinions online a couple times but struggled to find any tangible results. the only other thing i have to say with ym white person words is that i think it’s stupid that the streamig companies take down all insensitive episodes like theyre trying to brush them under the rug and pretend it never happened in wake of a changing political climate. i get it, but kinda just seems like corporate scrambling ie disney getting ridof all of song of the south but still profiting from splash mountain eprhaps. something seems dodgy to me about pretending it doesnt exist anymore just to cover their asses. i understand the sentiment i guess but i dont think that’s really the main goal of the BLM movement, to purge streaming services of any questionable/racially insensitive/Fully Racist material; there’s surely more important things at the top of the lists besids Good Branding . im not sure if that makes sense
also a lot of episodes the joke is the blatant but somehow woefully oblivious homoerotic overtones present between the guys, like a Lot of the time. it is very funny though is the thing and a lot of thm are my favorites. i dunno. i also thought hte pooping transgender bit was pretty funny mainly cause it was absurd. i think maybe because i have my own what i think are reaosnable and empathetic views about certain stuff like queer shit it doesnt necessarily occur to me that they are trying to make fun of queer people.. like people make fun of conservative fans for having completely missed the point of it all being satire, and wat if i am being tricked to into assuming rcg has kind intentions and isnt trying to make fun of queer people just cause the thought didnt occur to me? instead of taking all the gay subtext serious- WHICh i Do, i should probably be more aware that to rcg it is just a bit and not really that deep. but mac and dennis were totally fucjing in s5 canonically. anwyays like aside from the carmen shit which is handled So Fuckign Bad and it makes me so upset cause i actually love carmen they were just very clearly not bothered with actually representing trans people accurately. so in the bathroom one if even fuckin dee reynolds is like, saying a trans woman in a woman’s bathroom is obviously normal.. it seems like they’d rectified some of their previous Very flawed rhetoric surrounding trans women (ie the whole “u slept with me when i was still a man” line. makes me cringe a bit ebery time)u get wat i mean?? not that it atones for it obviously. i love carmen she desreved better
butreallt i dont have any like. Pure Faith in rcg to be super accountable or honest about their intentions or to have the most accurate or agreeable beliefs or whataver. theyre just fucking about really because they can without any lashback. and people i think like being able to laugh at offensive shit thru scenarios which supposedly distance you from bigots/evil people and make u feel better about yourself watching these dumbass evil people talk slime. when like. glenn yelling supposedly arabic-sounding gibberish for example: it is funny in this context not just cause it’s wildly inappropriate and absurd but also because there’s prob significant amt of people who actually dont have an issue with it who could watch it and not have that takeaway whatsoever. i dont kno wt im talking about anymore btu honestly if youre trying to watch a show that isnt rife throughout with controversial/offensive/insensitive language and story beats, i dont know why you would try to stomach it with sunny. like for gods sake they used blackface more than once! i dunno man
i actually want to develop two of Cat's sides: normal Cat, which she is in the real world, and Dreamscape Cat, which she is in her dreams. im gonna put another readmore check me out B))))))
normal Cat is just. like a normal human. she's fluffy, she's nice, she loves pink, and she's not very important to the world's progress (that's a LIE she was the reason the scientists found out a part of what makes furries transform)
but Dreamscape Cat is actually different. she's still like her real life counterpart, but she also has a really strange aura. anyone that meets Dreamscape Cat, even if they're feral or hostile, is kind to her. there's always some exceptions, but for the most part everyone is kind to her.
she also has the power of Healing, and she does that by touching the person she wants to heal. she can't heal herself. when she heals she closes her eyes and puts her paw on the person she wants to heal, but sometimes she also hugs the person because she feels its comfier and nicer to heal that way :-).
she can also revive the dead if they died recently, or purify corrupt people, but that takes a lot more work. she does normal healing stuff from the outside (mostly just hugging), but her soul gets transported into the person's mind.
for dead people, their Mindscape looks like a white void, and in the center is the dead person, that is either crying or scared. Cat has to go over them and talk them out of their sadness/fears, and u kno. Its Hard To Do. especially when they're dead.
for corrupt people, their Mindscape is much darker, only Cat and the corrupt person making light. the corrupt person is always in the center, too. if you stand still for a bit it feels like something is pulling you into the darkness, like it's trying to put out your light, even though nothing happens. instead of being scared or sad, the corrupt person is really angry at everything, so Cat has more work to do! yay.
whenever Dreamscape Cat finishes healing, her eyes turn from pink to grey, showing that she's tired of healing, and to recover she needs to meditate, sleep or chill. eating helps too, but u know, u can't stuff everything into Cat's mouth and expect her belly to be ok!
she has lived through too many dreams she needs a rest to play video games
How do you think Kamal and Boris would react to fk being scared of the dark?
So sorry again for the late reply and thank you for the request! I had alot of fun with this and may have gotten a bit carried away.
(Also, like I always say; this is meant to be considered platonic/familial)
•Kamal probaby already knew just by watching you. He's a pretty perceptive guy but also isn't the kind of person to care much about the stuff he figures out. Sure it's kind of a silly fear, but hey, he's afraid of stairwells so who's he to judge.
• Boris on the other hand is pretty oblivious and that plays to your detriment at first.
• One day Boris had gotten a new shipment of seeds and had been working non-stop to get them planted. He had a late night but you waited up to walk him home like you usually did, despite the growing unease in your gut as the sky got darker.
• By the time he had finally finished up the moon was out and the street lights were aglow. You had fallen alseep in the back room and were awoken by him gently shaking you, "Wakey wakey, sleepyhead, sorry for the wait. It's time to head home!"
• As soon as the two of you stepped out the door your breath hitched and you backed into him. He quickly raised his hands to catch you, gently holding you by your shoulders and lightly shepherding you onto the street for a couple steps before letting go.
• The only light that was offered came from the street lamps above, creating ominous looking paths down the sidewalks on either side of you. It was almost more unnerving than complete darkness.
• He didn't seem to notice your discomfort at all but did comment on how late it. He even asked if you just wanted to head back to your place instead of staying out any longer and walking him home.
• You're quick to object, almost frantically grabbing his hand when he began to step away. No way were you walking home alone, or at least you'd try to avoid it as long as you could.
• Boris jumps in surprise when you cling to his hand so suddenly and looks down at you with concern. When you realise what you're doing you quickly apologize and attempt to back away only for him to grab your hand in return and begin walking happily. "Okee! Let's get going then, shall we? Kamal's going to be worried if we take to much longer."
• If he had thought anything about your little freak out it seemed to have already left his mind.
• Despite the darkness that surrounded you, you had to admit having Boris there was quite the comfort. You were walking slower than usual as you cautiously took in your surroundings and Boris adjusted his speed accordingly.
• He hadn't let go of your hand since you started walking and he seemed to quite enjoy the activity, even attempting to intertwine your fingers at one point but couldn't do it comfortably with the size difference. He instead just opted to wrapping his thumb around your wrist while his fourfingers easily encompassed the rest of your hand.
• His grip was firm but gentle and during moments of silence he would hum softly. For a little while you completely forgot about your fear and just took in his presence as he walked with a smile.
• You're snapped back into reality when your hand was released so Boris could begin fiddling with his keys. You had finally arrived back at Kamal's place and once it was unlocked, he held the door open for you to step inside.
• The two of you are greeted by a tired looking Kamal as he lethagically mulled over some paperwork.
• After a bit of conversation and Boris explaining why you got back so late, Kamal stands, stretches and turns to you. "It is pretty late ain't it? Maybe it would be best for you to crash here for the night, pal? No point in sending you out by yourself at this hour and I think I'm a little too tired to drive right now."
• Before you can respond Borsi stands up excitedly and clapped his hand together.
"We can have a sleepover!"
"Yeah sure, that." Kamal snickers and looks to you sympathetically, "You up for it, little buddy?"
Thinking it over for a second you nodded happily, "I think I'll take you up on that, thank you, Kamal."
• Boris squeals excitedly and lifts you off the ground for a second before his face flashes with an idea and he quickly puts you down. "I'm gonna go make snacks! Don't go anywhere! Okee?" You can tell he's joking about that last part but he still peeks back around the corner after heading to the kitchen, pretending to make sure you're still there.
• You and Kamal share a look and he wordlessly points down the hall with both hands. You get the message and give him a wave goodnight that he returns before heading to bed.
• If it's really late, Boris won't keep you up for long. Just long enough for the two of you to eat and watch some tv.
• After that, he'll offer to let you stay in his bed while he sleeps on the couch. You firmly deny his offer, insisting that you couldn't do that but you appreciate the thought, he really was a sweetheart. After a small back and forth Boris eventually relents when you insisting you'll be fine.
• Boy were you wrong. It hadn't even occurred to you until now that you didn't have your usual set up. Would it be rude to keep their living room light on all night? It was bright enough to be seen on from both of their rooms, even from under the doors. You eventually settle on leaving the tv running. It's not quite bright enough to comfort you but it's better than nothing.
• You spent the next two hours curled up on the couch, trying to keep your gaze focused on the tv. Normally the sight of Kamal's house brought you comfort, but right now it felt like you were floating in some sort of void with the dim light of the tv that illuminated the couch acting as your lifeboat.
• A few more minutes passed and you were spooked out of you already anxious trance by the sound of footsteps. "Flower, still watching teevee? It's no good for u this late you kno!" When you turned around you saw Boris standing at the end of the hall rubbing sleep from his eyes. He was also slurring his words a bit, something he did when he was angry, upset or tired. He walked up to the couch and leaned over you to grab the remote. "U can watch all u want in the morning I promisee".
• You panicked and grabbed it before he could, holding it tight to you chest, "N-no! I-I mean, just let me finish this episode, it's getting really good--I'll get some sleep right after!" Boris glanced at the tv then back at you with an eyebrow raised. You looked back to the tv and finally remembered what you had been watching for the last hour...the shopping channel. "There's...there's uh...a really good deal for...nonstick skillets coming up.."
• Your strange behavior seems to have woken him up a bit and and he looks down at you sadly, "Is everything okay, y/n? Was...was the sleepover too much?"
• You're quick to sit up and assure him that that isnt the problem, everything would be fine it's just that, well...
• "Oooh, so you do not like the dark?". You nodded, looking down in shame, it was such a stupid fear. "Well that makes sense! I--!" Before he even finishes speaking a look of realization crosses his face and he scrambles over the couch to the other side of the living room to flick the light on. As soon as he does he turns to you with worry, "Is--is that better? I'm sorry for turning it off :-("
• You stand up and assure him that it wasn't his fault There's no way he could have known and even if he did, it'd be silly of you to expect him to keep all his lights on just so you can sleep. You laugh a little bit, "I do miss my night light though."
He tilts his head in confusion, "Night-light?"
"Yeah, you know. Those little lights you plug into a wall socket. Not bright enough to bother you but enough to see in the dark. They're...usually used for little kids". You rub the back of your neck in embarrassment.
Boris's face light up, "Oh, I know what you are talking about! C'mere!" He grabs you by the hand, pulling you up off the couch and leading you down the hall to a door adorned in art of flowers and smiles. You can only assume it's his bedroom.
• He looks at you expectantly, motioning to his door and you take that as your queue to open it. When you do, you're met with what looks a bit like a kids bedroom, in the colorfullnes of it at least. The lights are off but there is a warm glow that leaves everything clearly visible.
• His bed is huuuge, but that's to be expected. To the right of it on the wall he has two night lights, one of a smiling tooth and one of a flower. On the left side of his bed was a night stand with a dimly lit lamp. Not only that, but looking up at the ceiling he had to have at least two-hundred of those glow in the dark stars.
"I do not mind the dark, but I like to read at night." You're once again snapped out of a trance and you look at him a bit baffled but smile anyway.
"Your room's pretty cool, Boris."
He seems pleased by your approval, "Thank you! It can be your room for tonight too!" Before you can protest, he shushes you. "It'll be like a real sleepover this time! I'm gonna pick out a bedtime story to help you fall alseep, go get comfy."
• You don't get another chance to protest since he's already looking through the large bookshelf that's sitting up against the wall to the left. You don't move from your spot near the door but you can make out some of the book titles that rest in it. Dracula, Frankenstein, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, and even a few by H.P Lovecraft. He wasn't a fan of horror persay, not horror movies at least, but he enjoyed the older novels. There were also quite a few books on flowers and even some on farming odly enough. It was all very Boris.
• After pulling out what he thought was an acceptable choice, he walked over to his bed and climbed in. His smiles at you expectantly again and patted the spot beside him, signaling you to come sit with him.
• After a moment of hesitation as you process the silliness of this situation, you relent and climb in beside him.
• He pulls the blanket up over the two of you and takes extra care to tuck you both in properly. It really seemed like he knew what he was doing as he went through the motions with a determined look on his face. This earns a laugh from you and a confused look from Boris. After he was satisfied with his work, he setted back down in his spot and began to read out loud.
• You forgot how nice it was to just listen to someone read as you drifted off, or maybe you never new in the first place. Either way, you were out like a light in less than thirty minutes.
embarrassing q&a about izzy and john,,, @honeybite and @kiryukazumas ayyyy
1. How did they first meet?
Izzy gets transferred to Hope County and on her literal first day on the job she gets sucked up into the whole fiasco with the peggies and she ends up stranded in Hope County (with Reina and Aria wooooo). She and John first find out about each other when she helps Nick Rye steal back his plane!!! Nick tells her about what’s goin down and she feels sorry for him, and then he describes John to her and she’s like “wow he sounds like a douchebag. let’s break into his shit.” because Izzy loves being a shit disturber. It turns into a whole big rivalry after that.
2. What did they think of each other at first? What was their first impression of the other?
They do a lot of just like, hearing about each other from other people, or arguing over the radio before they actually physically meet. (They physically meet for the first time when Izzy gets kidnapped to be baptized). John’s first impression is she’s just another out of control sinner who needs to be shown the error of her ways blah blah blah pbbtbtbtbpbt. Izzy thinks John is pretentious and very high strung, which supremely clashes with her own personality, but she really likes fucking with him and gets a lot of satisfaction from making him mad lol
3. Were they immediately interested / attracted, or did that come later?
Oh they hate each other at first!! They finally actually like MEET meet at the baptism. John knew who Izzy was right away but she didn’t really piece together who he was until she heard his voice. John was physically attracted to Izzy when he saw her and he like,,, wasn’t expecting that, because all she’d done up till then was piss him off lol. It causes a lot of inner turmoil for him because it’s the whole,,, “I shouldn’t feel like that because you’re a filthy sinner so I’m gonna repress the fuck out of this. im sure nothing bad will come of that. bottling ur feelings is good and works”. He tries drowning her right away at the baptism and Joseph has to come and be like “chill.”
Izzy doesn’t really think anything of John after she first meets him, it takes a lot longer for her to be interested in him like that than vice versa, but getting almost drowned is really a big wake up call for her in that the guy she’s fucking with probably has a lot more personal issues than she realized lol
4. Why did they fall for each other?
lMFAO UHHHFHFHH its so complicated, fuck. John’s feelings are at the start just a big crush at first. He just thinks she’s very pretty and she pisses him off constantly but he subconsciously likes the attention she gives him. John wouldn’t realize he’s in love with Izzy until a while after their rivalry starts weirdly turning into a strange friendship. I’m writing a stupid fic that may or may not actually ever be finished so I’ll just recap events here: There’s a moment when John is really angry (For reasons...u’ll see... or will u... who knows...) and Izzy calms him down by like,,, grabbing him and making him lie down with his head in her lap and she just kinda like shushes him, and he just lies there looking up at her and he’s like,,, never really been touched like that his whole life. Like never when he was growing up and then certainly never now, especially in response to his anger, so he just kind of I think,,, realizes it in that moment. but also he has a LOT of conflicting feelings about it because he also realizes he can NEVER change Izzy in a way that lets them be together (ie make her join edens gate, nevuuuurrr gonna happen). For John it’s a combination of she’s brave and kind and patient and all her fucking around aside, she’s genuinely a good person, and she relates to his pain and they have funny conversations and she makes him feel good and loved, just like NORMAL ASS REASONS TO FALL IN LOVE? but again, he can’t acknowledge that he genuinely loves her, because she’s a sinner and working against Eden’s Gate, so instead he processes it as this weird crazy religious thing where he thinks she’s a bigger deal than she actually is, like she’s somehow really important and God sent her just for him or something lmao... basically realizing he was in love with her really fucked him up a lot more.
For Izzy it’s EVEN MORE COMPLICATTTEDDDD... She probably has feelings for John by the same time he does for her, but she represses it a lot harder and better than he does. For her it’s this thing of she also has genuine reasons to love him but she struggles a lot with how broken as a person he is. She thinks she sees a genuinely good side to him that she’s in love with but she can’t figure out how to make the like,,, crazy part of him,,, stop lmao, and she also struggles with the idea that it’s not her responsibility to BASICALLY FIX HIM so she just represses instead. She also struggles a lot with how he’d probably want her to join Eden’s Gate and how she knows she can probably never convince him to leave so she doesn’t even try to have that conversation. She handles all the repressing like A TON BETTER than John does lmfao she’s much more emotionally stable and just like way more level headed than him, but it’s still a big thing that she’s really just not sure what to do about, so she does......Nothing!
5. Who flirted more before they started their relationship and how?
Izzy! flirts! all! the time! She mainly does it as a joke because she loves how fuckin mad John gets when she does lmao!!!
6. Who made the first move/confessed first?
no confessioooonnnn I don’t think... probably not ever, or at least not until it’s way too late lmao. See #4, they both are basically pre-convinced that it would never work so they never do anything about it. If anyone was to confess it would be John but he’d have to be under a lot of pressure to do so ie: one of them is about to die or something
7. When did they have their first kiss and under what circumstances?
GOD I DON’T EVEN KNOW HONESTLY I HAVEN’T THOUGHT THIS FAR AHEAD JKJKFKJAFJK. I can honestly imagine Izzy doing something stupid as fuck like asking John to kiss her because she thinks it’ll just make him freak out or get mad, and John actually doing it and then Izzy being like UHHHHHHHHHHH I HAVE TO GO.
8. Which one is more easily made jealous?
John 100% but he pretends he doesn’t get jealous :-) but he is toxic as fuck and getting jealous puts him in a MOOD
9. What do they fight about? Who’s the first to apologize?
THEY FIGHT LITERALLY ALL THE TIME IT’S ALL THEY KNOW BAYBEE!!!!! JOHN JUST GETS MAD AT HER AND THEN IZZY LAUGHS ABOUT IT THATS THEM THAT’S THE WHOLE DYNAMIC!!!!
10. Did they have a first date? Where did they go?
lmfAO I mean they have a lot of little hang outs together at John’s cabin that despite their intentions can sometimes get TENSE... but again...you’d have to beat them with a stick to get either of them to acknowledge the romantic undertones to anything that happens between them
11. What do their friends and family think? Do they approve of the relationship?
NOBODY KNOWWWWS LMAO. Izzy goes out of her waaay to lie about it; she tells Jerome for example that she’s just spying. Some people think its like glaringly obvious though (ie Adelaide being like “hey so John Seed is like...crazy in love with you huh” and Izzy being like “WHAT?????? NO???????”) The only people who know she’s friends with John are Reina and Aria, but even them she lies to about how deep it got. She’s esp cautious with Reina because Reina hates John and honestly she thinks that’s hilarious. In general depending on the person she actually feels kind of ashamed because it feels like she’s betraying hope county on some level? so she just kind of is constantly juggling various lies depending on the person lol
12. Do they like to cuddle/hold hands? Do they prefer to do it privately rather than in public?
honestly I can imagine them ending up holding hands or something and just like NOT looking at each other at all when they do, and then stopping and never acknowledging that it happened ever again lmao
13. How long do they wait before sleeping together for the first time (If they do)? Under what circumstances does it happen?
ajsfkjsajkfjkakjfjskkjakasfasjf I DON’T KNOW!! I haven’t thought this far but it would probably happen at his cabin when they are alone and they’d probably just like somehow end up just making out somehow lol and Izzy would constantly break it off for a second to be like “we should stop” and then keep going lmfaofjsafkksaj it would be just like way 2 messy and way too much touching and kissing cuz they’re both way too much bottled up, and it would most definitely only happen ONCE and then John would be even more obsessed with her afterwards and Izzy would be like “wow I fucked up lol”
14. Who tops?
physically John; emotionally Izzy, does this make sense, who knos.........
15. Do they get married? Who proposes & how?
that’s a no from me dog
16. Do they have children? How many? What are their names?
again no, but I feel like if you brought up the stupid ass cliche idea of getting married and having some kids and having a little suburban house John would start frothing at the mouth and then izzy would wake up in a cold sweat somewhere
Summary: Once more, Habit is out and about in the habitat, this time after having sleep-walked. This time he finds himself having to cheer up a sad little werewolf.
Notes: Second chapter out. Not sure when I’ll be putting up another one. But I will try my best to make it, as this one proved to be a little bit of a challenge.
The dentist gave away a big, relaxed sigh as he opened his eyes and let them meet with the sight of a clear blue sky. A sky that had a beautiful sun shining down onto him as he was laying down on something rather soft and comfy. Confusion finally washed Habit’s mind as he tried to recall when he had gone outside. Wondering where he even was, the man sat up from the ground and let his gaze move downward. He saw… a field? He was sitting in rather tall grass, tickling up against his own green fingers as he ran them across the gentle thin blades. Now even more befuddled than before, his tired confusion turned into a slight panic as he started darting his head around, trying to figure out where exactly he had ended up. Doing so, Boris could see… all of his Habiticians. They were all there too! They were sitting in the grass in small groups and were smiling and talking to each other, enjoying themselves in this beautiful sunny field. They were all looking so happy, handing out flower crowns to each other and trying them on rather gleefully.
Habit was staring in shock at this sight, not able to believe what was happening. But his amazement was cut very short as he heard the grass beside him starting to rustle. Glancing to the side, he saw his ex-assistant walking over towards him with a wide smile on his face, casually settling himself down beside the taller green man. “Hey! Boris! I’m so glad to see you here! We were missing another person!” Kamal greeted his old boss as he gave him a welcoming smile, shifting giddily in the grass beside him while gripping another flower crown in his hands. Habit stared quietly at his old friend as he was so warmly spoken to, finding it rather confusing considering how they left of in a rather… unfriendly way. But despite that, he felt his cheeks starting to redden and a small smile growing on his face. “Thank u, Kamal. Im verie habby to “be” hear with you! What hav u got der?” he giggled cheerily as he looked down curiously at the little thing the shorter man got in his little mitts. Giggling right back at him, Kamal reacher up and placed the pretty flower crown on the top of his head. Habit gasped and smiled brightly, laughing along with his friend as he took it off so he could take a whiff of that sweet flora smell.
Taking a deep breath in, he felt himself starting to cough gently. It didn’t smell sweet at all! It almost had a kind of heavy metallic smell. Continuing to cough harder, he threw the flowers away and tried to get a word out to the chuckling black haired man. As soon as his coughing fit was over, he opened his eyes and saw the flowers were now withering while producing some sort of gas out of them. Looking over to Kamal instead for help, Boris suddenly yelped and pulled himself away from the man who now had a toothbrush for a head, still laughing like a mad man.
Scrambling to get back up on his feet, he could now see that the air around him was full of that same gas. A gas he could easily recognize from his profession. And through the clouds he could see all the other Habiticians with their heads looking like various other objects, laughing just like Kamal was and starting to approach the scared man who was backing away from them in his pyjamas, which he didn't remember wearing earlier. Continuing to back away from them, he was suddenly met with a concrete wall and was now forced to meet with all the laughing object heads that were coming closer and closer. “No! Please don’t! Stay back! PLEASE! I'M SORRY! I'M SO SORRY!” he yelled at them all as he closed his eyes tightly in fear.
Habit’s eyes suddenly shot open as he stumbled backwards and landed on his butt, sitting suddenly in somewhat more familiar grass. Shaking off the shock, he took a moment to take in the surroundings of the carnival he now was in. “What the heck? Why am I down here again?” he asked himself perplexed as he remembered how he had left his room last night when he was unable to sleep. All he could do was assume that he had sleep walked down there again after having gone to bed. Yeah. That made sense to him. As he started to rise to his feet, his thoughts started swirling with the dream he had while wandering through the facility in his slumber.
Wow that was weird! It all started off so great and happy! But… why would it turn so sinister and scary even though everyone were still enjoying themselves? "W-well it was just a dremm! Dreabs are silly and make kno sense!" Habit tried to tell himself nervously, not really sure how to handle the kind of emotions that dream stirred up in him. It made him feel a little bit unsettled and he just wanted to stop thinking about it. That's when an idea hit him. Last time he went out wandering like this, he found someone else awake and talked to them for a bit. Nat seemed to really appreciate that! Maybe, if he went out again around the apartments, he could do the same that night.
Yeah. Yeah! That sounded fantastic! The perfect distraction! Feeling satisfied with his great idea, the brunette hurriedly rushed over to the gates of the carnival and made a sharp turn towards the staircase, almost losing his balance as he was running up into the apartments.
Finally he reached the top of the stairs and took a short moment to catch his breath. Maybe he was a little too excited to be talking to someone. He didn't do that a lot on the daily, so it was kind of understandable. But thinking to himself that he needs to calm down, the green man took another deep huff and started looking around the hallway with numbered doors. First thing coming to mind was Nat, since he had talked to her the night prior. Maybe she, just like him, was awake this night too! Reaching her door, he took a moment to hold his ear to the door to make sure she was awake, so he wouldn’t be waking her by knocking or something.
…
Nope. Nothing. Complete silence.
Letting out a disappointed sigh, Habit just turned away and headed down the turn leading towards the rest of the rooms he hadn’t passed. While he was passing a few more rooms, something finally caught his attention. He swore that he could hear the sound of a dog whining, which shouldn’t be the case. “A… dog???” Boris questioned to himself as he moved his ear around from door to door, trying to determine where exactly the pitiful cries were coming from. And soon enough, he could tell precisely where it was coming from and who was making that sound.
“Ah… Trevor Garbo, huh?” he muttered softly to himself as he thought over this current situation. “So, I’m outside the room of a whining teen who thinks he’s a werewolf. At night. After sleepwalking my way here… yeah, that’s about as normal as my usual life” the dentist concluded to himself as he kept hearing the young boy quietly howling inside his room in despair. Deciding this was now his problem, Habit reached out and gently gave his door a knock, trying to not chicken out and run back downstairs. He got a scared yip in response and heard the sound of a small thud. Oopsie doopsie!
He waited patiently for the boy inside to come and open the door for him, which happened after about a minute of shuffling around. Trevor looked up at the person that stood outside his room. He looked absolutely horrified at first, hiding behind the door as he muttered something panicked to himself about “Vampires” and “Smiling dead”. Habit peeked inside concerned as the boy kept mumbling about whatever it was that worried him. As his eyes shifted to the side to meet with the taller one’s, his fear seemed to turn more into sorrow as he became more quiet. After a few seconds of staring, he finally mumbled “... or it’s just Dr. Habit… Checking in on me or something”. He walked back inside his room, tiredly hanging and dragging himself towards the bed as he sat himself back on it.
Right… Habit almost forgot that he’s not exactly a fan favorite in the habitat. Not sure what else he expected. “Why are you here?” The wolf boy asked the man who slowly entered the room cautiously while he wrapped his arms around his own legs, burying his face between his knees. The smile doctor froze for a moment, feeling unsure over how to respond to that question without sounding weird.
“Well… I seem to be unable to sleep… and found myself wandering around the habitat. But I thought I heard you crying or something and I got worried. Is… Everything ok with you, Trevor?” he asked him nervously while continuing over to the boy and taking a seat on the bed beside him, looking genuinely concerned for him.
Looking up at Habit slightly, he gave him this sad pout and just turned towards the window, staring up at the moon. “... no. It’s not! It’s not ok! Because apparently I’m not a real werewolf! I’m just “acting out” and “going through a phase”! Well then I guess all my other factual theories are all false too and EVERYTHING I’VE COME UP WITH IS ALL STUPID NOTHING AND A WASTE!” Trevor started rambling loudly, releasing his legs so that he could angrily shake his hand in front of his face. Now really worried because of the yelling, the older man waved his hands worriedly and stuttered something incoherent in an attempt to calm the boy.
Holy moley! Habit had at least expected him to be somewhat stand-offish or just say "fine" without any elaboration. He wasn't ready for an emotional explosion! It really stunned him, he had no idea what to say at all! He just kept sputtering random “W-well now-” and “No! No! Not at all!”, trying to make Trevor stop whining and growling loudly. The boy, after rambling in a small temper tantrum, finally let out an elongated whine while curled up into a ball on the bed, laying on his side. “Everyone is so ignorant. I am a werewolf. I just… can’t seem to transform, no matter how hard I try or how mad I get. Ugh! And they doubt my theories too! It’s like they believe I’m lying or that I’m delusional! I’m NOT! I’m… I’m…” Trevor started whimpering as his voice trailed off, looking more and more sad as his eyes drifted over towards the window to gaze up at the moon. He then continued on as he regained his voice again before the other guy could think up something to say. “... Maybe… maybe I am wrong. All my theories aren’t… factual”.
Boris gasped and covered his mouth in shock, not able to believe that he had just heard that coming from TREVOR, the biggest conspiracy theorist he had ever met! He would never expect the wolf boy to be completely dismissing all of his theories that he had come up with. It didn’t sound like him at all. Geez. He felt so bad for the poor sad boy, he wished that he could figure out a way to cheer him up. Inconsiderate people, talking down on his interests and ruining his fun!
“... Wait… hmm…” thinking about it a few seconds, something actually hit him. Maybe, just maybe, if Habit could appeal to his special interests, he could encourage the boy to not give up on himself. Clearing his throat, he tried his best to think up his next response. “Ah… That doesn’t sound like you at all! You… Y-you would never give up on a lead! You’d find a way to work around it and figure out the real truth!” he started with as he reached a hand out and placed it on the boy’s back. Trevor just slapped it away and sat up on the bed, turning towards Boris to give him a glare. “Well I am! I’m giving up and waiting till this “phase” is over!” he barked at the tall green man and just sat angrily beside him, glaring him down with tearful eyes.
Darn! That didn’t seem to work very well! He was still acting all off! “Wait! He’s acting off!” Habit thought to himself as he now was struck with exactly what he should say!
“You would never say that! Which means… something is… w-wrong! I think… you are b-being… uuuh… ma-manipulated!” he tried to sound confident while telling this to the now confused looking boy, obviously looking unsure over how he would receive the claim. He continued anyways, he had already committed. “I-I mean! Listen! You are a very good theorist and you… come up with such amazing ideas! And I remember the one you were talking to me about! About the… vampires and whatnot! So I think you are being made to doubt yourself by… the vampires?” Habit stumbles his way through the conversation, trying to convince the boy that there might be something more at play.
Obviously it wasn’t true. But it seemed to at least get Trevor thinking a bit. “Hm… i must have… gotten too close to the truth… so that gartner orchestrated this whole charade to make me doubt myself!” he said as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully, earning a relieved sigh from the doctor beside him. But the boys mood was quickly ruined again as he looked out at the moon again. “But still… I’m not able to turn into a werewolf. There is no way the vampire could have caused that”.
Again, Habit started stuttering nervously as he tried to come up with yet another theory to cheer the wolf boy up again. How could he explain that?! He wasn’t a werewolf expert! But he had to say something! Come on, Boris! Just Bullcrap something up! “Um! Uh! W-well maybe it wasn't a vampire! I mean- Maybe there are more people at play here than Trencil!” he chuckled nervously as his brain started going into overdrive, thinking of several things at once to come up with his theory.
Trevor looked up at Dr. Habit and tilted his head, looking both curious and unsure as he seemed to be all ears at this point. “What do you mean? Are you saying the vampire… has an accomplice?” he asked as he moved on the bed to sit on his knees, facing the other man. Ha! It’s working! He’s intrigued again! “Well… considering that the moon is the source of a werewolves transformation, I think, and vampires aren't able to survive in space… I think that the accomplice is… AN ALIEN!” the big green man exclaimed confidently as he raised his hand and pointed it at the moon, grinning assuredly.
Trevor gasped and put his hands to his cheeks staring up at the moon too as he was now fully aboard this theory. “OF COURSE! Aliens would have all sorts of technology! Who’s to say they wouldn’t have a machine to disable the moons werewolf properties! I even bet that my self doubt was because of some sort of mind-altering rays!” the wolf boy started rambling as he was waving his arms up and down excitedly in front of him, having stars in his eyes as he did so.
Habit grinned as he saw Trevor getting so excited about this new theory of his. He wanted to keep this hype train going! “Yeah! That would make sense! Maybe those rays might have side effects! I woke up after having sleep-walked just before! I don’t usually do that, so maybe that is proof of your theory!” he continued adding on as he was also starting to move around his hands in enjoyment of the others joy.
“Oh my god! Yes! That is definite proof of the rays! Now we have to find some way to protect ourselves against the mind control! I’ve heard things made of gold will reflect rays of all sorts!” the werewolf boy said confidently. Habit wasn’t sure where he had heard that, but it seemed to make him happy, so he just smiled and nodded. Then he looked out the window and realized the sky was starting to brighten up slightly, making him realize how long he had been there with Trevor.
“Oh dear! I need to go back to bed! And so do you! I’m sorry I kept you up for so long!” he laughed softly and stood up off the bed quickly. “Aw… do you need to?” Trevor asked sadly as he sat up on the bed and pouted at him. “Yeah. Sorry… but hey” the man said softly, earning a curious head tilt. “... I’ll be sure to bring you something out of gold… for protection” he said with a small grin before heading over to the door, opening it and taking a pause in the doorway to look back at the boy.
“Thank you, Dr. Habit. Goodnight” Trevor said softly as he waved a little at him. Habit smiled and waved back, saying “Goodnight” before closing the door behind him.
