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Summary: It started out as two junior high outcasts who happened to want the same corner in the library to eat their lunch away from the torment of their bullies, but would it blossom into something more?
Hi babies! CinnamonAdmin here, I am super excited this is going to be my first series and I hope you will all like it! The first chapter is gonna be pretty short because this is where I wanted to end it, but the chapters will get longer as I write them. I’m so happy because I have been so inspired and motivated lately and it feels awesome to be able to produce content I am genuinely happy with!
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Mel | CinnamonAdmin
Your time in Middle School became the worst time of your life very quickly. You were in 6th grade, new to middle school, and you already had bullies. Out of all people why did they have to choose you right? And for what? Your braces and glasses. You tried to mind your own business and just get used to your new school life. They just couldn’t let that pass though, during your first lunch break at school, a group of 5 or 6 kids came to the table you were sitting at. “Move it nerd!”, one of the older boys said to you. Not wanting to give up your spot, you said, “No, I was here first , you can sit in any of the other seats.” Obviously not liking your answer, one of the girls in the group picked up your tray and threw it in the trash and said, “Well it looks like you finished your lunch, so you need to move so we can eat ours.” Your face got red as the group started laughing and you ran out of the cafeteria.
From that day forward you decided to bring a lunch from home to eat in the library away from everyone else. They could pick on you anywhere else, but this spot in the library was your refuge. One day when you went to your usual spot, you saw a boy with glasses and a bowl cut sitting in your corner with his own lunch. You were confused, but walked over to him and said, “Um, I’m sorry but that was my spot.” He looked up at you startled and scrambled to his feet, “Ah I-I’m sorry I didn’t know, I just wanted to get away from the kids in the cafeteria and this was the only place I knew they wouldn’t find me... I’ll go.” He said starting to gather his things. “Wait!”, you said without really thinking. You continued nervously, “That’s why I’m here too, do you maybe want to eat lunch together?” He looked up at you almost in unbelief and then smiled at you and sat back down saying “Yeah, sure!” Thus the beginning of a beautiful friendship.
You and Joon quickly became best friends, hanging out with each other any chance you could get. You would trade food at lunch, borrow comic books from each other, and when you could you would visit each other’s house to play video games together. You were both so happy to leave middle school, lucky to have survived the relentless bullying. But at least you had each other to get through it together.
Your freshman year started off better than your middle school days, you finally got your braces off, so happy to get the damned things off. At this point Joon was already several inches taller than you, much different than middle school where he was a few inches shorter. Most of the bullies you had finally decided to do something better with their lives than bother you. The only unfortunate thing however was that you had school uniforms, which meant you would have to wear a skirt. But you would take a skirt any day over bullies.
You had just walked in the school trying to find your first class, when suddenly an arm swung around your shoulders causing you to let out a startled yell. Then you heard the laughter and instantly knew who it was. “Kim Namjoon, you almost gave me a heart attack, what the hell!?” You said turning to looking at your best friend. “Sorry (Y/N) I couldn’t help myself.” He said flashing a smile at you. That’s when you noticed his hair, “Woah, Joon you ditched the bowl cut!?” You said reaching up to touch his hair. He laughed rubbing the back of his neck and said “Yeah I finally convinced my mom that bowl cuts weren’t cool, and she finally took me to get an actual hair cut. But hey look at you, you got your braces off, when did that happen? We just saw each other like a few days ago.” “Oh yeah! I just got them off yesterday, I can eat sour patch kids again, I can’t tell you how much I missed the pure gummy sugar that is sour patch kids!” You exclaimed. He chuckled already used to your bubbly attitude. “I’m glad you can enjoy the finer things in life again (Y/N) now you can actually help me finish the popcorn when we go to the movies.” He said poking at your forehead. You smiled and said “Bet, I’m ready for it. Hey what classes did you have again?” He paused and reached in his bag pulling out his slightly crumpled schedule and held it up next to yours and you found out most of your classes were the same, thing except for one of your electives. He has intro to healthcare while you have drama fundamentals. “Oh yay! We have the first class together, now I don’t have to navigate the halls by myself. Lead the way oh great navigator Namjoon.” You said jokingly. “Psh whatever (Y/N) you know I’m as horrible as you with directions. At least now I know I won’t be late by myself.” He said teasing you.
While high school treated you better than middle school, the classes were kicking your butt. Particularly your math class. Luckily for you, you have a best friend who is a math wiz. This meant you spent most days after school at his place or yours with him so he could help you figure out what the hell you were supposed to be doing. By this point both of your parents were used to the other being around so they stopped bringing you snacks and told you to fend for yourselves in the kitchen.
One of the days you were studying at his house, and you were just not understanding how to solve this one equation that Joon had to have explained to you at least a million times. You finally had enough and you flopped back on the floor groaning, “Ugh Joon I’m an idiot you should just give up on me because I’m never going to understand this stupid formula.” He sighed and checked the time and said, “Well we’ve been at it for like 2 hours now, wanna take a break?”. Not bothering to move you just said, “Yes because right now I’m practically brain dead.” He chuckled at you and got up to walk to the door, “Okay, well I’m going downstairs to raid the pantry.” You immediately shot up at the mention of food.
The rest of your freshman year was a lot like this. You would hangout in your shared classes at school, and every day you would meet up afterwards to hang out or study. No matter what you did though, you both always had fun and could never get tired of each other, even if sometimes you annoyed the crud out of each other. It was just you and Joon taking on the new crazy place that was high school.
Misc 4. “i can’t believe you talked me into this.”
Smut 9. “how quickly can you cum?”
“I can’t believe you talked me into this,” you huff as Hoseok continues to kiss your neck, his hands sliding beneath your dress.
“You can tell me to stop and I will,” Hoseok reminds you as he nips at your neck. The pounding of the music gets louder when the bathroom door opens and your body freezes.
Hoseok stuffs two of his fingers in your mouth to keep you quiet. You needn’t worry though, he’s paid off the bathroom attendant to keep people out of your stall until you’re done.
“Shh, baby. I’ve got you,” Hoseok whispers as he takes his fingers out of oyur mouth before pushing your panties to the side. He’s not surprised to find you aroused, your panties soaked through.
“So wet for me already,” he coos as he slips his fingers inside you one at a time. You bite your lip, your hands fisting his shirt as you kiss him. Your hand moves between your bodies, cupping his erection through his jeans..
“How quickly can you cum?” you ask with a raised brow.
“As quickly as you need me to,” Hoseok wiggles his brows, making you chuckle before his thumb brushes your clit and you melt under his touch.
It’s moments later that Hoseok is ripping open a condom, slipping it on his cock and pushing into you while he covers your mouth with his hand to muffle your moans.
Needless to say, everyone knows what you’re up to when the two of you rejoin your group of friends who stare blankly at you and your ruffled up clothing
Suggestions for milestone…. Sub punk jk. Think about it. Him looking like this bad ass biker with leather, a motorbike, tattoos, and so many piercings begging to cum. Hmm? Hmm?
Kfjdjdjd STOPPP, but also keep going 👀 because isn’t this really koo in general🥺 strong guy thinking he’s tough but really isn’t 😭
(plz ignore the submission I made, I noticed I messed up a little on her hair. Here is the fixed one!)
For you my queen friend! 👑👑👑 I hope you like it
OMGGGGGG WHAT! I can’t believe how beautiful this is 😩. Why are you babies so good to me 🥺LOOK AT HIM WITH THE CAMERA! The look in his eyes 😔 thank you my friend. You’re really amazing.
