i love you and this page more than my life .. could you possibly do yuta links and/or audios :,)
nsfw twt links - yuta edition
thank youuu for the kind words!!! i’ve gotten a couple of yuta reqs so i’m finally posting him hehe. honestly, i think his fav position is anything involving you riding him but i wanted to post something kinkier than that bc he’s a perv too LOL
putting you on a leash to finger you
tying you up with rope so he can overstimulate you as much as he wants? yes please
forcing you to make yourself cum with a vibrator after being too flirty with another guy
fucking you in the bathroom after getting jealous of how affectionate you are towards the other members
making you bounce on his cock while he overstimulates your clit
watching his cum drip out of you
overstimulating your clit until you cry
what happens after you wake up to his cock throbbing against your ass
Synopsis: Surprisingly, you the nerd, made friends with a weed dealer. Who you also happen to have a crush on.
Pairings: weed!dealer Yuta Okkostu x Nerd!fem!reader
Word Count: {5.4k}
Warnings: fluff (like tooth-rotting), Yuta is so sweet, reader is even sweeter, they compliment each other so well, smut, soft sex, aftercare, mentions of smoking, special guest: Nobara, Yuji is mentioned, neck kissing, hickeys, backstory, slight angst, mentions of bullying, lmk if I missed something!
A/N: Here's the official thing loves, I really hope you enjoy it because I enjoyed writing it.
Being a nerd is great. Well for most people.
To you? A nerd was cool. Like how halloween was something cool for all ages, being a nerd was the best.
You kept quiet, you were smarter than others. People trusted you, relied on you, even admired you. Yeah, there was your fair share of jerks who teased you but that was really fear. Fear at the fact that you were better than them at everything.
Being the girl who was quiet but had a loud aura. That’s what being a nerd was. Being a boss. Honestly, being your own boss.
No one to correct you or tell you how to be. Know one to discourage you from something because your mind was already farther ahead than theirs.
Your maturity levels make you stand out in a crowd. That’s what being a nerd meant. Having a superpower so uniquely yours that no one can make you feel like less than what you are.
But what you didn’t expect was to end up falling in love.
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Being a nerd all your years of highschool had its cons. It meant that you weren’t popular. Boys never looked at you. Not in the way that they look at the popular girls with the blonde highlights and tight mini skirts. The girls who act/are dumb, the girls who wear push up bras just to be noticed by guys prying and perverted eyes.
You weren’t like that.
You wore comfy sweaters and regular jeans. When it was hot out you wore tank tops and jorts not short booty shorts and crop tops, that wasn’t you. You wore wired headphones that flowed from your phone to your ears as you walked through the halls.
This was your senior year. You wanted to make the most of it. You had your senior wishlist and everything. You honestly don’t know why you made it in the first place. “Cause I wanted you too. Plus, it’s our senior year babes, let's make the most of it and put ourselves out there.”
Oh yeah, Nobara, your best friend of 18 years' voice rings through your head, she had encouraged you to conjure up a 10 bullet pointed list of things you wanted to do before the school year ends.
It was more like forcing you to create it but that’s neither here nor there. You officially had 1 more month of school before you graduated. This was big. Your mom and dad were rooting for you every step of the way.
They believed in you, and without them or your best friend, you felt like you would have never made it this far.
You enter class before the bell rings. Sitting in your usual spot, right next to Nobara. As the bell rings you notice someone new in the class. You nudge Nobara and she looks at you with a hum, “who’s that guy over there?” you ask.
“I don’t know but he’s cute.” You hit her shoulder earning a glare from her. But your eyes aren’t focused on her, they're focused on him.
“Good morning class, today we have a new student joining us. If you could please come up and introduce yourself that would be great.” Your teacher Mrs. Watkins was so kind, always in a jolly mood.
He walks up, his eyes droopy and sagging, ‘did he get any sleep?’ you thought. He clears his throat and when he opens his mouth his voice is nothing like what you expected to come out.
“Hello, my name is Yuta Okkotsu, I’m 18 and I just moved here. It’s nice to meet you.” His eyes glance along the room before they fall on yours. You both just stare at each other, his eyes bore into yours as if he’s not impressed by any of this and you stare at him wide eyed and intrigued.
“Alright class, make Yuta feel welcome and treat him with respect.” He makes his way back towards his seat and puts his head down.
You stare at him a bit longer before Nobara snaps you out of it. “Okay, so I was thinking you would come over to my house this weekend. So we can get started on that bucket list of yours.”
You groan, “Whyyy? I have no interest in completing that thing.”
She scoffs, “May I remind you what you put on there? ‘I want my first kiss’ or ‘I want to lose my virginity before graduation.’ How are you going to achieve all of that when you have no life?” You gasp and she raises an eyebrow.
“So not true, I totally have a life. How dare you even say something like that?” She raises another eyebrow before shaking her head, “because it's true my beautifully boring friend.”
“Alright class, settle down, I have a project for you.” The whole class groans but you sit up straighter with excitement. Any time you had a project you were always partnered up with Nobara. Both of you are always excelling with your brain skills.
“It’s for your finals. The final grades of the year before you all graduate. This is worth a majority of your grade so I expect you all to do well. And yes, I'll know if it’s chat gpt.”
The whole class laughs slightly before settling down again. “I have chosen today's partners and I will be announcing them. No take backs and no arguments. If you do not want to work with the partner given to you, you will receive an F for your final and will have to make it up in summer school. Any questions?” The whole class stays quiet and she smiles.
“Alright then. Let’s get started.” She begins calling out people's names. You and Nobara sit there eagerly waiting for both your names to be called so you can be paired together.
“Nobara Kugisaki and Hyoma Itoshi.” Both you and Nobara gasp. ‘What!?’ Both you and Nobara aren’t partnered up together for the first time all year.
“That leaves you,” Mrs. Watkins looks towards you, “and Yuta Okkotsu. I hope you all will do your best.”
The bell rings and you start to pack up. You look over to Yuta to catch him already looking at you. His eyes bore into yours with a slight glimmer. You force yourself to look away from him and look back at Nobara.
“Wow, no fair. You got cute boy.” You roll your eyes at her antics. “You literally partnered with the “hottest” senior in class of 26.” She smirks at that, “True, and that means I can get his number. We need to keep in touch over the weekend somehow.” She skips along and goes to catch up with Hyoma, “Wish me luck, goodbye!” You chuckle at her and shake your head before packing your belongings up and getting ready to leave when you hear someone call your name.
You whip your head to see it’s Mrs. Watkins with Yuta standing next to her. “ Come, I want you to meet appropriately.”
You walk over to the two of them and he makes eye contact with you, ‘god he really loved eye contact didn’t he.’
“Hey, I’m yuta.”
“Yeah, I know. Nice to meet you.” You tell him your name and he smiles for the first time all day. You liked it. How sweet and soft it was. How welcoming and innocent it made him look.
“You two exchange numbers. I wanted to partner you two up because he’s new and I know you would have been the perfect person for him to get along with. Be kind to each other and I wish you both well on this project. Have a great weekend.” And with that, Mrs. Watkins leaves her class leaving you two alone in there.
“Well, do you mind handing me your phone? I’ll put my number in.” His hand extends towards you and you pass him your phone.
He types away and soon your phone is back in your hands with a new contact in your phone. The contact reads Yuta (weed dealer).
Your eyes scrunch in confusion. “Oh yeah, sorry. I sell weed. In case you or anyone you know needs something to take the edge off. You know?”
You in fact did not know. But you smiled anyway. “Yeah, thanks. Nice to know.” I guess it was nice to know. Nobara did dabble in that stuff every now and then. You tried it once and didn’t enjoy it, nearly coughing to death.
He walks off, “text me later okay? See ya.” You walk out after him and head home, texting Nobara on the way.
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“Okay so wait, he’s hot and also a drug dealer!?” Nobara’s muffled excited tone is on the other end of the line, “Yes, yes he is.” You have to physically pull your phone away from your ear as Nobara screams into the phone speaker.
“Im really going to hang up on you if you continue to scream in my ear like that.” She snickers, “marry him please. Like now.” You roll your eyes.
“I’m not going to marry a man I just met. This isn’t frozen Nobara.” She groans into the phone and it’s like you can physically see the face she’s making through the phone. Her jaw wide open, eyes rolled to the back of her skull as if looking for a weapon to hit you with, aka, her insults.
“You are no fun. And I know this is not frozen you dummy, I’m just saying. He could be a good distraction. Help you knock off some of those things on your bucket list. Your very freaky bucket list at that.”
Now it’s your turn to groan, “it’s not freaky, it’s just words written on paper. Plus, it’s normal teenage things to want… right?”
“I mean yeah I guess. Sex for me wasn’t all that great though.” Nobara looks at her nails as she flips over on her bed, “it was very performative, I don't know. It just didn’t feel real, and to think I gave myself to someone who didn’t even make me feel good, ugh what a drag.” Your face frowns as you stay silent on the other end of the line.
Nobara shoots up from her bed and starts regretting everything she just said, “wait wait! Not saying that that’s going to be the case for you. I’m sure cute boy is great at sex, no biggie.”
“Yeah whatever, I should probably text him. Talk about the project and what not.”
“Oooo, you're getting a boyfriend, you're getting a boyfriend! Huzzah!” Nobara cheers and you hang up on her, eventually laughing to yourself when she texts you,
New Message: No-rara 😭: RUDE!
You laugh at her message and then go into contacts. His contact name just stares at you as if it’s calling your name, waiting to text him. So you grow the courage and send the message.
YOU: Hey it’s me, hope you're still awake to talk?
As you sent it, you immediately regretted it, but when you go to unsend the message it’s too late. He had already read it. “Damn that was fast.” ‘Was he potentially waiting for you?’ Nah that couldn’t be the case right? He was a dealer, he was probably always getting messages about new drop offs and new customers.
Yuta (weed dealer): Hey. I’m still up.
Your sweating bullets at this point, you didn’t expect him to answer at all. You expected him to leave you on delivered for at least the whole weekend, you didn’t know what to say after this.
Yuta (weed dealer): Hey? You still there?
YOU: Yeah, sorry. I wanted to get a gist of what the project should be about.
Yuta (weed dealer): Oh yeah, I honestly forgot about that.
YOU: Oh lol
God you hated how dry you were being. You were just so awkward when it came to talking to boys, or anyone in general. The only reason you and Nobara stayed friends was because your families were friends. And you guys did everything together since birth.
Yuta (weed dealer): Hey, I'm not really good with texting and I'm like super high rn. Could we call instead?
Great, so he was high and wanted to call. This was going to be bad. You’ve been on the phone with Nobara a couple of times when she was high. Her words slurred or were really slow and she always had this lower tone in her voice that made it sound more attractive.
YOU: yeah sure, call me.
You don’t know why you said that. It doesn’t fully register with you until his contact is popping up as a call. You click the green button before your frontal lobe can even keep up with what’s happening.
“Hey.” It's over for you. His voice sounds more attractive than when he introduced himself.
“H-hey.” and of course you had to ruin the vibe by stuttering. ‘Curse you voice.’
“So, about that project, what’d you have in mind?” You both start to brainstorm ideas and you both actually come up with a good project. “Okay, so Mrs. Watkins class is kind of like an elective. Her class focuses on the complexity of the world and how us as students see the world differently from others, so I was thinking that maybe we could use two different cameras one digital and use an iphone or something and capture the essence of the world in two different perspectives, what do you think?”
He stays silent on the other line for a little bit and you assume he fell asleep, but then a slight whimper falls on your ears through the phone speaker, “Yeah, I like that, I think my uhm mom has a digital camera in here somewhere.” His voice is softer, more raw.
“Okay then I'll use my phone; I'll try and see if my dad has anything of use maybe as well.”
“Mhmm okay then, this is going to be fun.” His voice sounded excited when he said that. ‘Huh, this drug dealer is not so bad.’
You are about to hang up when, “wait! Uhm, would you maybe like to come to my house tomorrow? We can work on the project together versus doing it over the phone, that seems easier. Plus, my mom found out I made a friend at school today, she’ll love to meet you.” Your heart swells at that.
“You told your mom about me?” your voice comes out timid and small. You were so happy and filled with cuteness aggression. You couldn’t believe he said that. He talked about you to his mom even though he just met you?
“Well yeah, she asked me about school today, and you were nice to me. You were the only person that actually talked to me that whole school day to be honest.” He smiles over the phone, his face a bright pink, his neck and ears flushed with heat. He hates to admit it but he’s starting to like you. Even if it’s only been a day, he wonders why he didn’t transfer here sooner.
“Aww, okay Yuta! I’d love to come to your house. How does tomorrow at noon sound? Just send me the address and I'll be there.”
“Okay! But as a gift for your gratitude, I’d like to pick you up if that's okay?” Could he get any cuter? And to think he’s a stoner.
“Yeah, that’d be nice. I’ll see you tomorrow then.”
“See ya, bye.”
“Bye Yuta!” You hang up the phone with a new feeling flowing through your veins. He talked about you… to his mom! He actually saw you as a friend. Someone who you never thought you’d be friends with, let alone like, actually was the sweetest person on earth. Apart from Nobara of course.
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It was currently 11:37 am, and you were still cleaning your room. Your mom had work today, the morning shift at the hospital. Your dad was sitting in the living room watching soccer. He was a huge soccer fan. Your phone pings and it’s a text from Yuta.
Yuta (weed dealer): Hey, I’m almost here. Get ready okay?
YOU: Okay, I'll be out inna sec!
You sprint downstairs, grabbing your phone, laptop, and your tote bag. “Dad, he’s here.” Your dad burps, “ew dad, say excuse me, please.”
“Sorry hun, have fun and no funny business.” You roll your eyes at your dad as you rush to put your sneakers on, hopping on one foot and almost falling.
“Dad! We're just doing a project, relax. Also, I'm an 18 year old dad. Trust me a little more than that.”
“Alright well, let me at least meet him.” You groan but open the door for your dad anyway. Your dad was just protective, same as your mom. They knew what it was like to make a dumb mistake. Having sex at such a young age.
Your mom got pregnant with you at the age of 19, so even though she was scared to have you, your mom still loved you and your dad stayed with her every step of the way. They talk to you about sex all the time, but they are just preparing you, not restricting you. They just want you to be safe while also trying to keep your happiness.
If they were really strict, you wouldn‘t even be going over to Yuta’s house. But they spoke to his parents and they trusted them, and eventually they could become good friends. Like those families on those tv shows that always go out together.
“Yuta!” You flag him down and your dad crosses his arms as he stands in front of you, “ugh dad move, you're so big!” you laugh as he glares at you and you push him out of the way.
“Hey.” Yuta walks up to you guys after he parks his car, his hands shoved deep in his pockets. Yuta chose to dress nicely today, a t-shirt that doesn't have a rock band on it, and some nice blue baggy jeans. His hair is styled and you see a little(not little at all) tattoo grace his left forearm.
“Hello.” You shyly hide behind your dad this time, seeing him up close like this again was nerve racking, especially considering your newfound feelings for him.
“Hi. I’m her dad. I expect her back home by 7 pm. No later. Got that?” You look at Yuta and he looks over at you, your dad was 6 '1, Yuta was only what seemed to be 5' 11. But your dad was still intimidating.
“Yes sir, i’ll make sure she is home.” He gives your dad a wide smile and both you and your dad start giggling. Your dad was really a fan girl at heart, not some big brute. Your mom was the scary one.
“Come on Yuta, he’s just messing with you. Bye dad!” You grab Yuta’s shoulder and guide him away from your dad who is currently still laughing. “Bye sweetie, have fun!”
You both get in the car and you put your seatbelt on, “Yeah no need to worry about him, my moms the one you should be scared of.” Yuta gulps and a bead of sweat falls down his face.
You laugh at him, “Hey, that’s not funny. He was scary.” You continue to laugh as he drives off and Yuta eventually laughs with you.
“So Yuta, I never noticed you had a tattoo, how come you hid it?” HE glances at his arm for a second before his eyes drift back towards the road.
“Oh well, at my old school I was bullied a lot.” Your face softens, how could someone bully someone so sweet and kind? “So I started smoking weed, it took the anger and sadness away. Then I met this guy, his name is Yuji. He became my best friend. We did everything together. He also made sure no one else bullied me again. But then my mom got a new job and we had to move. Before we moved, he and I made a promise to each other. That we would always remember each other and visit. We got a matching tattoo that same day.”
He looks at you and your sniffling, “that was so sweet!” He rolls his eyes at you before chuckling, “No need to get emotional.” You wipe your tears away.
“No, I'm only getting emotional because it sounds so much like me and Nobara’s friendship. I was always bullied, since elementary school. No one liked me. I was the girl that wore glasses and was seen as the know-it-all because I was smarter than my class. I used to get picked on and hit on when I walked home from school. Until one day, Nobara transferred to my school. We were friends since birth, but she lived in a different town from mine. So, when they moved back here, we did everything together. She stood up for me when I couldn’t stand up for myself. She made sure I felt appreciated and she was proud of me. She cheered me on at my first spelling bee, she put a bandaid on my knee when I fell off the monkey bars and cried, she kissed it better and told me to be brave. She is the reason I am who I am today. So, I think hearing your story just made me realize how cherishable her and I’s friendship is. Same as you and Yuji’s.”
His smile is soft as he stares at you. You hadn’t even realized that you were parked outside of his house. “Wow. That was emotional.” You shove his shoulder lightly before unbuckling your seatbelt, “Shut up.” He smirks and gets out of the car. He walks around and opens your side of the door.
“Welcome to my casa, it’s not great but It’s home.” You gaze up at a beautiful two-story house. The paint on the outside is a beautiful shade of blue and they have a slightly chipped white picket fence. “Yuta, your house is beautiful.”
“Really? I guess it is.” He isn't staring at his house, he’s staring at you. He traces the curve of your nose, your lips, the way your face moves on one side as you smile, the sparkle in your eyes as you take everything in. He notes all these things in his head so he never forgets.
“Well come on, let's go inside, my moms been dying to meet you.” He opens the gate allowing you to go in first, you continue to gaze upon the house as you walk inside. The inside is ten times better, countertops of marble, gorgeous wooden floors, a chandelier on the ceiling, everything was amazing.
“Yuta, I’m going to bust a nut, it’s beautiful.” His face contorts into one of confusion at your words but he laughs anyway, “can you like not say that around my mom please?” you giggle, “no promises.”
As you both arrive towards the kitchen yuta’s mom is standing there prepping the kitchen island with food. It looked and smelled like a buffet here.
“Hello Mrs. Okkotsu! It’s a pleasure to meet you.” You bow towards her and she smiles at you clapping her hands, “oh please dear, the pleasure is all mine. It’s nice to see Yuta has made a new friend here.” She smiles so brightly, he looks just like her.
“Please, come eat, the both of you. It’s lunch time anyway.” You both sit down and make small talk, “So dear, what is it like? School for you. Is it hard?”
You quickly swallow the food in your mouth before speaking, “ot it’s great. I have fun. It’s fairly easy for me.” She smiles at you and then looks between you and Yuta.
“You're a very pretty girl. You seem exactly like Yuta’s type.” You both choke on your food and cough at the same time. “Mom-cough- how would you know what my type is?”
She just keeps the same smile on her face, “I wouldn’t but you seem to gravitate towards her so I just assumed. Silly of me.”
Your face flushes as heat rushes to your cheeks and ears. Yuta is beet red, shying away and looking down at the floor.
“Well this was a wonderful meal Mrs. Okkotsu, but we have to start our project now.”
She shoos you off and you both quickly stand up and make your way towards Yuta’s room. When you walk in his room is very different from the rest of his house. His walls have a bunch of posters plastered on them, he has a gaming set on his desk, his room is fairly clean and neat, action figurines on a shelf along with books and mangas. He was nerdy. Just like you.
And in the corner, he had a bunch of weed packets and a blunt already rolled up. You walk towards it but he steps in front of you, “oh yeah, don’t worry about that, i forgot to clean it up, was planning on smoking it later.”
“Can I try?” You stare up at him with big eyes, he melts into your eyes, “uh yeah sure. If you're up for it.” He grabs his lighter and holds the joint to his lips.
He lights the end and inhales it before blowing out a ton of smoke in your face.
You wriggle away and he chuckles. He hands it towards you and you grab it, “now I know this is probably your first time so-,” “It’s actually my second time, I know what to do.” you cut him off and inhale the joint.
The feeling burns in your throat, you hold it in and then blow it out, but not without coughing afterwards. His eyes rake over your face and body coming next to you, a water bottle already in his hand.
“You okay?” You start laughing or wheezing, you couldn’t tell. You gulp down the water and finally clear your throat, "I'm great.” Your voice sounds raw and burned.
He chuckles and inhales the joint again. You look up at him with pleading eyes, “no, nuh uh. I don’t need you dying. Again.”
“Please, I'll do better this time.” He sighs and gives in, handing you the joint again, you both pass it back and forth, you finally getting the hang of it.
You're starting to feel that buzz, that feeling where your mind and body are slowly disassociating from each other.
You get giggly and Yuta is laying right there next to you on his bed, “you're a bad influence Yuta Okkotsu.” You boop his nose and giggle.
"We are supposed to be doing our project but you wanted to try it, and now here we are.” He says accusingly. He smiles at you, his eyes getting lower than they already are.
“Hey yuta? Have you ever had sex while you were high before?” the question kinda just blurts out. The weed and the high making your thoughts come out honestly.
“Nah, always wanted to try though, see how it felt.”
“Would you want to try it with me?” You turn your head to face him and he stares back at you. His eyes twinkle at the idea and you turn your head away from him, your cheeks getting warm, “nevermind, forget I asked.”
His hand comes to grab your chin, turning you around to face him. “Do you want to?” he asks, his voice going just an octave lower.
You shake your head lightly, “I need words, love.” The nickname makes your thighs closer tightly together. “Yes.”
“Alright then, just this once okay?” He smiles down at you before his eyes slowly drift down to your lips, yours drift down to his as well and you both lean in. When your lips touch all you can taste is weed on his tongue but him? He can taste everything on your tongue. The sweetness of your lipgloss, the tangy taste of chicken his mom made, the bitter taste of the weed. You tasted like heaven.
His hands guide your hips closer to his, his leg parting your legs. He guides your hips to slowly grind on his leg, sweet soft moans escape your lips as he swallows them with his lips.
“Mhm Y-yuta, it feels good.”
“Yeah? That’s good, love. I’ll make it feel better. Just relax for me okay?” You nod your head, your lips chasing after his as he turns you over.
He slowly pulls down your pants, your hands fumble with his, “patience pretty, patience.” You whine and slowly put your hands back down to your sides.
He unbuckles his belt, his jeans dragging down his meaty thighs. Yuta looks at you lovingly, “I think I fell for you. Like, I really fell for you.” He smiles at you and you smile back.
“Don’t get all sappy on me Okkotsu. But I think I fell for you too.” He smiles wider at that and dips his head back down to kiss you again. Missing the taste of your lips.
“Mhm now you’ve kissed my lipgloss away.”
“Shh, just hush and kiss me back.” You kiss him back and he moans. Rubbing his very erect cock against your wet panties.
You moan as you watch him pull out his cock through his boxers. He pushes your panties to the side. “I’m going to go very slow okay? Let me know if it hurts.” He slowly pushes the tip in, your nails dig into his shoulders and he winces, but not because of your nails, but because of how warm you are.
Fitting so snugly around his cock, almost as if you were made for him. “Just a little more baby, I'm almost there.” He continues to push in, your sweet moans in his ear as he dips his head between the crook of your neck, sucking and kissing that sweet spot on your neck.
The pleasure flows through you and you moan loudly in his ear. “That’s it, there you go. It feels good doesn’t it?”
“Mhm yes, so so good.” He sucks more hickeys along your neck and collar bone. You kiss along his shoulders and his jaw, returning the same hickeys along his body. He’s fully inside you and he starts to pull out, you grip onto him a little harder and he kisses your forehead, “breath mamas, breathe.”
He pushes back in and pain and pleasure shoot through you. He continues this slow pace until your grip on him loosens up.
“There you go, enjoy it okay? I got you, I'm right here.” His words slur together as he lets the high over take him. The pleasure clouds both his mind and his eyes.
He feels like crying at how good you feel, sex already felt good but adding the high on top of it, he was way higher than just cloud 9.
“Yuta, i-i think i’m going to cum. Please?” he smirks and picks up the pace a little bit. Your moans get slightly louder and his moans are right there with yours.
He whimpers in your ear, “fuck i’m gonna cum too.” “cum with me Yuta.” he moans in your ear again and picks up the pace.
“I'm cumming!” you cry out and he groans out, “i’m cumming too!” He pulls out and jerks off the rest of his cum onto your stomach.
Your breathing starts to slow down and he collapses on top of you. Your arms find their way into his hair as you scratch and caress his head.
“Wow, that felt amazing.” you laugh out weakly.
“Yeah, it was. We should try that again sometime.’
“Oh yea mr. Hotshot? What happened to “just this once okay?” You both giggle still reeling from your orgasms and the weed.
“Yeah yeah, whatever. Let’s get you cleaned up.” he gets up to grab a warm cloth, he comes back, wipes you and himself up. He puts himself back inside his boxers and slides your panties back to where it covers you.
You look in the mirror next to his gaming set up and look at all the marks on your neck, “oh Yuta! My mom and dad are going to kill you now.”
You both fall asleep together in his bed. Awaiting to do the project later.
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Boyfriend!Megumi who secretly lives for seeing you in his hoodies. He’ll grumble about you stealing them, saying “Don’t you have your own clothes?” but then hides his face when you twirl around in it. He’s this close to fainting every time you pull the sleeves over your hands.
who gets so shy when you compliment him that he mumbles, “You’re annoying,” but he’s beet red and looking at the ground like it’s the most interesting thing in the world.
who doesn’t know how to text romantically, so he’ll send random pictures of the most niche stuff.
Boyfriend!Yuji who texts you “happy birthday” so fast it’s sent at 12:01 AM because he’s afraid he’ll forget later.
who shares all his snacks with you but cries a little inside when you eat the last chip. He’d never admit it, though, because “Your happiness matters more than chips.”
who is always down for a spontaneous adventure—whether it’s stargazing or hunting for the best ramen spot at midnight. “It’s not bad, right? Okay, maybe the sketchy alley was a bad idea…”
Boyfriend!Toge who listens to you ramble about your day with the softest smile, but halfway through, his head falls onto your shoulder, and he’s fast asleep. When you poke him awake, he signs “Keep going, I’m awake now.” He’s lying.
who loves stealing your food, but when you try to take his, he’ll sign “Hands off” dramatically while guarding it like a dragon.
who sends you texts that are just emojis and expects you to decipher the whole conversation. (Spoiler: it’s always him saying he misses you.)
Boyfriend!Choso who stares at you lovingly while you’re talking, completely zoning out because he’s too busy thinking, “How did I get so lucky?”
who tries so hard to understand memes because you keep sending them, and he doesn’t want to disappoint you. (He Googles half of them.)
who tucks you into bed like you’re royalty and refuses to let you get up without a kiss. “No kiss, no freedom.”
Boyfriend!Yuta who texts you good morning, goodnight, and random updates like, “Just saw a cool bird. Thought of you.”
who gets so flustered when you hold his hand that he forgets how to walk straight. “Wait, left foot first, right?”
who offers you his scarf in cold weather, even if it means he’s freezing. You have to force it back on him, but he’s just happy you cared.
May I request another Yandere Yuta Okkotsu? Last you wrote about him is under the yandere JJK men. So this time can I request only Yandere Yuta Okkotsu? With a hint of soulmate au to it.
yandere yuuta TAT i think i wrote him once yes, but i don’t remember a lot tbh… hmm… 🤔
-> insane observation: yuuta looks at you like you’re some experiment he is made to look after. in the beginning his softness and his docile emotional intelligence works perfectly to lure you in. until you start seeing changes in him. he doesn’t want you to be like rika after all. of course not… so there are accidental locks in the house. when you ask him why? he just says he’s worried about you. >:c yeah as if.
-> when you start to question him is when he feels emotions…. of slight irritation. yuuta has infinite patience, especially when it is someone he adores. but you don’t understand…. you’re someone he saved from a mission and he just can’t unclench after. he doesn’t want you to end up dead like rika. there are enough curses in the world as is…. along with fucking? car accidents? he isn’t stupid.
-> when the first time you yelled at him because you wanted to go out with your friends (without him), he hummed with utmost sincerity. “i am sorry.” as he dragged you by the wrist. that’s when you realize that your soggy kitten coded man is just a wolf in sheep’s clothing. he chains you to the bed. “you’re not going anywhere.” his usual gentle smile accompanies after. “i don’t care if it’s a girl’s night, sweetheart. your safety is worth it.”
-> “you don’t understand it now, when i breed kids into you then you’d know.” he thinks making you a mother would solve everything. the maternal protective instinct would be enough to justify all his craziness somehow. and he doesn’t force himself per say, he’s just… a really observant creepy human being.
-> “your nipples are hard.” he comments after turning the aircon chilly. “do you want me?”
"I don't know, I just feel bad. Don't you guys?" Jaehyun asked quietly as his eyes stayed locked on fratboy!Yuta who was staring at something on his phone.
"Do you guys think she's even real?" Mark replied with a confused look on his face.
You, Yuta's so-called girlfriend. There had been so many canceled visits, unanswered calls, late night calls, and dropped FaceTime calls between you and Yuta that at this point, his brothers were concerned. Did Yuta think he needed to make up a girlfriend so they'd like him? Did he feel left out when the other girlfriends came around? They were concerned that they were making him feel left out or that he maybe even had to lie to fit in. It totally wasn't the case. They'd support Yuta with or without a girlfriend.
"So, uh, tell us about how you guys met again?" Jaehyun asked Yuta.
Yuta turned from his seat on the couch with a bright smile, "I went home two summers ago and she was starting her semester abroad. It was love at first sight."
"She's still coming today, right? I feel like you've been waiting out here for a while, bro," Johnny asked in a gentle voice.
Yuta nods, looking back at his phone to check something, "yeah, dude, of course. Her flight was a little delayed and then she had two Ubers cancel, but she's already on her way."
The brothers nod slowly. Excuses, excuses... a couple months ago you could't make it because your flight to them was cancelled. Before that it was that you were swamped with homework. The time before that your flight had emergency landed with a 14 hour layover because a woman had given birth on your flight. There were just too many coincidences for the brothers to not be concerned.
Plus, Yuta never posted you under the guise of, "well, my girlfriend is a really private person." Sure, buddy...
"Tell us about her again?" Mark asked.
"She's a totally gorgeous, way out of my league, beautiful, sunning, breathtaking, genius woman. She's the best person I've ever met. She makes me a better person. She's the smartest person on the face of this planet. My mom loves her, my sisters love her, my dad loves her. Everyone loves her!" Yuta rants excitedly.
Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. Yuta let's out some kind of choked honk before he sprints to the door. The group of confused brothers move in a unit to the hall to get a good view of the front door.
"Baby girl! You're here!" Yuta cheers as he engulfs someone. They all crane their necks, but its impossible to tell who Yuta is hugging.
Then, as if some silent prayers were being answered, Yuta moves and there you stand. "She's actually real," Haechan whispers. They're all stuck in some kind of trance, in shock because, yeah— you are real and you're in their doorway.
Taeyong is the first to greet you with a warm smile and the rest follow suit. Soon enough you're all standing around in the kitchen snacking while making conversation.
Doyoung clears his throat, "so Yuta tells us you're a genius?"
You chuckle, shaking your head, "I'm not a genius, he just says-"
"She is!" Yuta interrupts, "she got into university early. She graduated early with the highest GPA in her university, and she's getting two master's degrees right now!"
"Well, I haven't gotten them yet, I'm pursuing them," you correct softly, squeezing Yuta's hand lovingly.
"Woah, two master's at once. Is that even possible?" Mark asks with his brows arched high.
"For my baby girl it is," Yuta answers with his chest puffed out in pride.
Again, you laugh softly as you correct your boyfriend, "it's definitely not common, but for my program the dual degrees are an option. My program mentors are very supportive and helpful. It keeps me busy, but I have a free weekend since my dissertation is being looked over this week, so I came to see my guy."
"Holy cow, you're so cool!" Haechan exclaims in a whisper.
"Why are you dating him? You know he's failed more classes than any of us here, right? Don't you want someone on your level?" Mark asks.
Yuta glares at Mark, but he calms when you rub his back. You turn to Mark, "I don't expect him to be perfect. Everyone has struggles when they first enter university and Yuta was far from home. There were a lot of other factors contributing to those few failed classes."
You take a sip of the water in your hand, "and I'm with Yuta because I love him, plain and simple. It's... hard living up to the expectations of all the people around me. I was so used to functioning under a crazy amount of stress in a way that isn't healthy in the slightest. Yuta just made me feel lighter. I met him and I felt like I could just... breathe. He supports me in whatever I choose. If I decided to drop my program tomorrow and move to the South Pole, I know he'd support me with no questions asked. He doesn't care about me because of my school, my academic abilities, or my brain. He cares about my being happy. That's all I can ask for."
"Bro, that's so romantic. Wait, I love you guys!" Jaehyun smiles, as he tugs you both in for a hug.
You hug him back with a watery laugh, leaning into Yuta's side when Jaehyun steps back. Yuta squeezes your side and lays his head atop yours, "and I failed three classes, Mark! Three! Bowling, massage, and judo. Don't make me look bad in front of my girl, again!"
"Judo?! You're Japanese, dude!"
"Mark! I play soccer! You don't fight people in soccer!"
You pinch his hip, "you got a red card a few games ago for tackling too much."
NCT 127 – When You Tell Them to Sit Down After They Say They Can’t Stand You
Johnny
Immediately bursts out laughing. "Okay, that was a good one." He’ll actually sit down, leaning back dramatically like, "Well, I guess I have no choice now."
Taeyong
Blinks at you in shock. He wasn’t actually mad, but your response completely throws him off. After a moment, he just sighs and obeys, mumbling, "Fine. But only because that was funny."
Yuta
Smirks instantly. "Damn, alright." He loves a clever comeback, so now he’s extra amused. He’ll definitely test you more often just to see what other things you come up with.
Doyoung
He stops mid-sentence, staring at you like, "Did you just…?" Then he sighs so dramatically. "I hate that that was actually funny." He sits down, but he’s shaking his head the whole time like he’s fake disappointed in himself for laughing.
Jaehyun
Gives you that look—the one where he’s clearly impressed but trying not to show it. He sits down without a word, resting his chin on his hand like, "Okay, continue. I’m listening now."
Jungwoo
Gasps. Then immediately sits down like, "Fair. That was fair." He’s grinning the whole time, though, and now he’s just waiting to see what else you’ll say.
Mark
Mans is flabbergasted cause like when did you become bold? But honestly he is secretly super proud of the witt! He sits back down without a word because you left him totally speechless. However it won't last for long just know he's gonna have a better comeback just wait for him to stop buffering
Haechan
Throws his hands up like, "Okay, okay, damn." He sits down but fake sulks about it for at least five minutes. Eventually, he just grins and goes, "That was actually kinda good, I’ll give it to you."
