Sorry, english is not my first language, so sorry if any grammar isn't perfect 😬
I look at him through the bathroom-door. He lays Aimee in her little crib and tucks her in. Because of our old bedroom, we still have this glass door to the bathroom. With three children in this house sometimes, we really needed to move to the other side of our penthouse, so we have our own place and some privacy, and basically the little studio I had, wasn't really in use. I can go to The Studio if I needed the space, so, easy choice to make. While I was in thoughts Akira notices me watching him and he smiles to me. He has the most beautiful sweet small smile. One of the many things that makes him so special.
He walks away to pick up Aimee her clothes and comes walking into the bathroom to throw them in the laundry bag. He touches my arm lightly while he passes me. "What are you staring, babe?", he smirks. I turn around slightly to look at him again. I check him out, he may be petite, but so good looking. He was wearing a loose-fit sweatpants and a nice v-neck shirt. His slick half long hair always being a little nonchalant and then his sweet baby brown eyes which makes him way too cute. And then we didn't even start about his body.
"Best decision ever to get you a baby", I said. He really really is a natural, I'm pretty sure Aimee got all the good genes from him because she is a literal angel, like him. He turns around and snuggles against my back, pushes his warm body against me and wraps his arms around me, "never could have done that without you." He plants a warm kiss in my neck. His hands lower a little and find the gap between my shirt and my jeans and tickles me softly. I have no idea what he has lately. He is slightly cheeky to me. Touches me on those areas a little too close to my intimate places to be innocent. Not that it matters, I like him a slight bit naugthy. Normally I am the naughthy one. I chuckle while he still leans on my shoulder with his chin. "Are you excited about our weekend?", he asks. "Oh god yes. You are mysterious as fuck, but I know you have made the best idea for our 3 year anniversary."
He lowers his hands a little more into my jeans and answers "after your surprise weekend with Valentine's day I just can't wait to be alone with you again". I know he means how busy I am with the Tartosa Project I currently am doing while doing my normal work also. Maybe that's the reason why he is cheeky, he didn't know how he wanted to surprise me for our anniversary at first, but since a few days, he picks a lot of random moments to start talking about it.
His surprises are always the best, the places he chooses to have a getaway, are all special in their own way. "Again starting that subject aren't you?", I laugh. "I'm just excited okay?!", he chuckles.
I turn my head to him to give him a kiss and he eagerly kisses me back. I gently move his hands out of the front edge of my jeans and I turn around. I place his hands on my waist and I softly place mine on his cheeks and take his head in my hands: "I love when you are excited, but you are a pain for my curiosity." He pushes his body a little bit more into mine and snuggles into my body. "Good, love to have you wondering". I give him a tender kiss and he pulls away from me. I don't want him to stop so before he is out of reach I grab his arm and pull him back to me. "Where do you think you are going? Teasing me first and walking away after?" "What do you mean?", he grinns. "Oh you know, naughty boy" I answer while I push my lips on his.
I hold him closely and look in his eyes. His eyes hide a slight twinkling, because I know what he is doing. I give him a small kiss while looking into his eyes still. His right hand slowly finds it's way to the backside of my jeans and he slides his hand a little further into my jeans. I smirk and put my hands on his behind and even push him closer. That's one of the benefits from him being small, I can hold him as close as I want into my arms. Akira answers with a kiss, but this time it's a more deep kiss and he opens his mouth a little to welcome my tongue. Fuck, why is this man so mesmerizing sexy. I never can hold myself when he is like this. Aimee is asleep for about an hour or hopefully more, but not sure if that's enough.
She is five months old and we didn't had the chance yet to find our way around her little sleeps and awake times. We love to take our time to satisfy each other, so when we make love, it can sometimes take hours. I love these endless nights with him. Taking in each others bodies to become one. Fuck, my jeans become tight suddenly.
It's a good thing he wears sweatpants, because with this deep passionate kiss he gives me, I can't keep my hands to myself. I consider to stop, but when I feel how he can't stop kissing me so deeply, I also can't stop. I gently push him to the bathroom wall while still in that passionate kiss. My hands in his sweatpants on his lovely ass. I want him, I'm so needy, but fuck, he is so sexy. He moves his hands from my bottom over my spine to my hair and softly pulls at my curls which touch my neck. I shiver shortly and stop the kiss. Akira softly pants and looks at me with his deep brown eyes and gives me a big smile, "I didn't know Philly was so needy today". "I didn't know either", I chuckle, "Seeing you being the perfect dad makes me want you badly, babe".
I pin him at the wall and tuck away a few hairs that fallen into his face, behind his ear and move my face to his neck. Akira starts to softly resist, by turning his head to mine, but I am faster with locking my mouth in his neck. "No, no, no Philly", he says squealing. I gently lick his neck and I feel the goosebumps all over his body. This is his weakness and I love to make use of it. I softly kiss his collarbone and gently go up to his ear and whisper, "Oh yes babe".
He starts moaning softly as I kiss his neck and discover it inch by inch. My nose buried in his cologne and fuck, he even smells sexy. He loves the bottle of perfume I gave him a while ago. Yes, I know he hates expensive gifts, but a good cologne is always welcome. He always tells me he loves to smell mine, so I tried to find the perfect for him. I can't help it it was the most expensive one in the store. It was a usable gift this time and he didn't get mad at me, so I should be good.
Akira still moans softly with the kisses I give his neck. My hands find their way into his sweatpants to just push it a bit lower so I can reach his bulge that is growing. It makes him moan a little louder than he already does, which makes me grow with desire to just lift him up and bring him to our bedroom. As if he read my mind, he manages to wrap his one leg around me and I grab his other leg to get them both wrapped around me, still pushed to the wall. I gently give a small bite in his neck and he gives a small squeal. He starts laughing and finds his way to my hair again. He softly pulls my head to him to start kissing me again. While he kisses me passionately he pulls my shirt up. We have to pause a short while so he can throw away my shirt. After touching my chest thorougly he tries to unbutton my jeans. It's a bit of a struggle, since he still has his legs wrapped around my hips. But in some way he manages it. He unwraps his legs and helps me to take his shirt off of him. He tries to pull off my skinny jeans, but it's tight with the growing excitement that's in my pants. He notices it too and gives me a small smirk, "here?".
We are on some kind of house-tour I guess. Last week I got him surprised in the kitchen early in the morning. Normally we are pretty much stuck to our bedroom or the shower, but I don't mind this discovery to other places in our penthouse.
I lift him up, turn around and place him onto the washing machine and I rip his sweatpants and boxershort off. I pull my own boxershort off too and push my hips a little bit more to him. The desire to get him is really itching now. For both of us, because Akira wiggles his hips a little closer to me. Damn, how did me watching him tucking Aimee get to here? I don't know. Fatherhood makes him sexy. That's one thing that's sure. I'm ready to give him what he wants right now when suddenly there is a sound coming from the room next to the bathroom.
Aimee...
Fuck.. she is already awake. Why do our sheninigans always take so long...
Trying to move on from people is hard. There are days that I feel like I managed to ignore them fine, but there are days that all this progress feels lost. If anyone have any tips to how to move on from someone you have to see every day, please send me a message.
Most of toxicity in that fandom, comes from selfcalled protectors of morality. It’s just a story – not a real life situation – and it’s absolutely normal if you cheer for a favorite character – not because he is righteous, but because he is interesting. I love villains in stories, and in that story – I love Sangwoo too. He is a lot more complex character than Bum, he is way hotter (╭☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡° )╭☞ , and he is just more active – the story is driven by him – his craziness.
And I admit, there were moment when Bum was shining, when he tried to escape, when his mind was racing back and forward to find a solution for his imprisonment. But recently passiveness of Bum, his way of behaving, his lack of communication – first when Sangwoo started falling so hard into his schizophrenic hysteria in the hotel – and not mentioning his breakdown in any way, then in multiple occasion – when the calls for action were clear as the sky. But it’s his character, that passiveness, lack of human reactions – solving every problem in sexual way – forcing felliato on somebody unconscious, then trying to ignore another breakdown - and what a breakdown it was! Then solving it again with sexual intercourse! He is brilliant as portray of a person with such horrible traumas, and lack of normal human reactions. But… Those characteristics I see, and I admit that are very solid outcome of his past – still are the same characteristics, that are the reason why I don’t like Bum. I don’t cheer for him. He is solid character, that just happened to not fill my boxes “Character I love”.
On the other hand – psychopathic, crazy ass killer Sangwoo, who was not passive in any way during his life – human who should be sweet and caring person, became a monster. Oh man, that’s just my jam! And I root for him – and I’m devastated that he probably got such disappointing ending. His life was from the beginning to an end – livid horror. Starting with the demons living inside his parents, then with the demons crunching his never recovered mind. Everyday agony, and in the end, he was left alone in more and more suffering – alone, with the feeling of betrayal. There is a cliché – he get what he deserves, but in my mind – he really didn’t deserve that. Season 3 showed that there was still possibility in resocialization within him, and I’m sad that it was never possible outcome. He trapped Bum, he hurted him, he forced him into his madness. But at the same time, it was Bum who was slowly killing him softly, with a hands clothed in white gloves – because that person, who promised him love in the face of death, was the person who left him in the most crucial moment. They were a toxin for each other, and I see those damned rat pills as a metaphor. They weren’t used, but they were present. They were still inside Sangwoo head, and he belived that Bum will be his antidote. But Bum was poisoned himself, and broken tools wont repair broken vase.
Bum just gave Sangwoo another dose – not on purpose – but within the rules that were set as creation of his character. He was never a savior, he was too weak. And Sangwoo couldn’t be a savior for Bum – but kill me for that – he at least tried. Failed. Crushed his good intentions, and let the monster win all the way, but he tried. I’m just so sad that there was never in that webtoon a character that could set an example of good. The hand of justice. Because Sangwoo needed a punishment, but the way it was served him – wasn’t a punishment – it was absolutely monstrocity. But it would be even more crazy ass long post if I was bitchin about Seungbee too XD I’ll just say, his character is the most bizzare thing ever.
And I bitched for so long – primary – because it was very sed chapter for me :D Secondly, because I don’t like when someone calls other ppl fuckd up in the head, or cancers – because they like some fictional character, and they are not respecting the moral rules of society in frickin fiction :D Cmon ppl!
It would be cool if we could all agree to disagree in polite manners! Cheers :>
i have no idea how bad Trump is rulling on North America about covid, but i dare to say that Brazil might be doing way worse with Bolsonaro(the president) ASKING the MILITARY to MAKE A NEW MILITARY DICTATORSHIP to FORCE PEOPLE TO GO BACK TO WORK
at this point im not even sure if i should fear more the virus or the president
a note to people that feel bad for not being “school smart” and getting low grades, but are obviously smart on other different subjects that arent school:
being school smart has literally done nothing good to me other than make my expectations about myself be high, demanding more from myself to keep getting good grades and has not gotten me any jobs, any spots for the areas that i like to work on and just made me feel like a piece of trash from humanity because all im good at is getting grades that are wortheless for my future
