mc who takes up to play basketball with his school team because daa caleb is too busy flying planes. when caleb gets back and finds out mc is being tutored by his rival, hell breaks loose. it all started on an ordinary day when mc reached her tipping point, caleb was too busy, flying planes, attending lectures and 0 replies since the past week
she was sure it was this or her gege was lying....he must have new friends and a girlfriend mc was just his family...never something else or something more...what she was about to do next wasn't asking for attention from him in her eyes
she just wanted to grab the dog by the leash and make him run back to herever since caleb graduated, the basketball team found a new star, his arch rival and someone who had also kept his eyes on mc,
knowing how strong caleb was, he stayed in his lane but when mc walked up to him, asking for basketball tutorialshe wasn't a playboy but acted the image very well, their first evening tutorial session and his hands holding hers to pitch the ball in
caleb still had some trusty sources and the pictures went straight to his dm, "congratulations to your sister!!!"
watching his baby sister falling on that idiot's chest and holding her hands, doing what should be him,
the next train from skyhaven to linkon had a very calculating eye piercing purple eyed young adult going home
the first session and mc took mr. arch rival to the newest cafe, her plan? take pictures and post..
not knowing her messages and every update was being read
the train was late and so was the supposed date, when he ran back to the restaurant
mc was playfully high-fiving that tall leader and smiling and -
the new leader who caught caleb's eyes and gave him a smirk but caleb had tunnel vision
and it could only see mc leaving a gulp
mc who hadn't seen him since his birthday was immediately taken aback by how big her gege had become, his arms, his face and his eyes...
glistened up with tears...caleb knew very accurately how to get his meimei back, and that involved
running away, mc ran to catch him like a sheep caught in his thorns,
and when she finally managed to catch him, intimidation and falling tears, with cornering her against the wall
with cornering her against the wallher gege falls to her nape, "is this all i have ever meant to you? did it take two days for you to move on from your gege? do you not want your gege to study? do you not"
raging tears and her gege's frame perched on her, how could she not forgive him?
"gege, i just missed you... i would never"
and caleb who's suddenly booping his little sister's nose and giving her a forehead kiss tells her to forget everything and go on a night walk with icecream treats like before
and just like that mc forgets everything and starts wishing to the stars, that gege always stays by her side :3
PAIRING: Brat tamer Zayne x Fem uni student MC reader
Synopsis: Zayne and you get into a huge argument because you have started drinking a lot. You’ve been ignoring your health, sleeping at random times, and ignoring his calls or texts. Finally, Zayne decides to take matters into his own hands and confront you during a night out.
Content warning: Alcoholism, Verbal fighting, Cussing, making out, brat tamer! zayne, brat! mc, punishment like spanking, fingering, doggy!style, unprotected, p in v, some aftercare.
based on an idea by @dawnbreakerbrokeme
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It’s 3 am and you’re in a club, with a drink in your hands, swaying your hips to the music.
Your phone was constantly buzzing in your pocket but you choose to ignore it. This night was just about having fun and not thinking about work. Or Zayne.
Zayne had been worried about your constant drinking and partying at university as this was the fourth night in a row drinking with your friends. You didn’t realise how catching up with your friends at the pub led you to a tiny underground club, with loud music and bright, colourful walls littered with posters and graffiti art. The place was lit by shiny disco lights, and the smell of cigarettes and strawberry flavoured vape enveloped you. You had lost track of the number of shots you’ve had so far, and your friends kept buying more.
buzz
Zayne: Where are you?
You sigh, he probably just finished working at the hospital and now he’s bothering you with random questions.
You: I’m with friends. Busy.
Zayne: Are you drinking again? Why are you out so late??
You sigh and switch off your phone. Zayne has been getting on your nerves, lecturing you about your lifestyle and drinking habits. You knew you had drinking more than usual, but it’s your last summer before you graduate…shouldn’t you allowed to have fun? Plus, you’re not sure why he’s so annoyed at you, it’s just a little fun over the summer and he’s just your best friend (you’d be lying to yourself if you didn’t want something more, but you’ve never made a move, scared that he’ll disappear if you confessed to him).
As much as you like Zayne, his constant nagging had led you to ignore his call and texts, occasionally replying just enough to reassure him that you’re alive. He is still your doctor, so if you did stop texting him daily, he’d probably admit you to the hospital. Or worse, lecture you again. But still, he has no business knowing where you are. Or wait…
You see a tall figure approaching you. You blink a few times, and you’re met with a pair of sharp green eyes, stabbing daggers at your direction. You try to hide under the table but it was too late…Zayne was here and he looked pissed off.
“I saw you hiding y/n, did you really think I won’t find you?”
“Don’t be such a stalker Zayne, aren’t you a doctor?”
“And I’m here saving you from drinking more. We are going back home. Now.”
He yanks your wrist and pulls you towards the nearest exit.
“Zayne, I need to say bye to my friends…”
“Just text them later.”
“Zayne you’re being a buzzkill right now, let go of me”
Once you both are outside the club, the fresh air hits you and you shiver. You didn’t realise how cold it had gotten, and your short black leather dress did very little to shield you from the cool breeze.
You wrap your arms around yourself and Zayne wraps you with his large coat.
“Here, i’m calling a cab.”
“Zayne, you gotta let loose sometimes…you’re just working all the time.”
“At least i’m not destroying my liver at work”
“You are ruining your sleep schedule and i’ve hardly seen you eat. Aren’t you ruining your health too?”
“Says the one up at 3 am, dancing in a dingy bar with weird people. The city isn’t safe at night. What if I hadn’t come to pick you up?”
“I am perfectly ok to walk home Zayne.”
“…You live 30 minutes away, how will you be walking home in this cold weather with high heels? Just let me take you home, and go to sleep” he snapped.
“You’re so ANNOYING. Always ruining my night, lecturing me, and sticking your nose in my business.”
“Y/n i’m trying to help. Can you just LET me help you??”
“I feel uncomfortable relying on you. Why are you always interrupting my night out??”
“Should I just let you drink more then, destroy your health and hang out with perverse men? Not on my watch.”
He steps closer, caging you against the wall. He slams his hand on the wall behind you, and whispers in your ear.
“I’m not gonna let any man touch you.”
“Why not? I can dance with any man i want.”
Zayne tightens his jaws, staring intensely into your eyes. He arches his eyebrow, and looks you up and down.
“Well, dressed like that you can attract any man you want. Even the wrong ones. I don’t want you to be…unsafe.”
You smirk at him, you gotta admit, you do look irresistible right now. your tight dress hugs your curves, and your makeup is still fresh, with Zayne stealing glances at your red, glossy lips.
“Except the ones I want. The ones I want are the annoying types”
He moves in closer, intrigued. “That’s your type huh? So tell me y/n, see any man you like?”
“Yeah I do”
Zayne scoffs. “So where this man? You were standing by yourself when i saw you.”
You could sense…jealousy? or was he just surprised that you actually met someone?
You trace your fingers on his chest, slowly grabbing his tie and pulling him towards yourself.
“He’s standing right here. Oblivious.”
You see the gears turning in his head as he processes your words. Was this a real confession? or were you just drunk? He couldn’t decipher the true intentions of your words so he just stares at you, searching for a confirmation.
The sound of a car interrupts the silence between you and Zayne. It’s the taxi. You both silently move inside the taxi, with Zayne explaining your address to the driver. You lean against the seat, looking outside. Was the confession too much? Or should you just tell him you are too drunk to understand your own words?
The short taxi ride was painfully silent. So quiet that the taxi driver turns on the radio. The radio was extremely boring so your mind just kept replaying the conversation you just had with Zayne over and over again. Once you reach your apartment, you try to lighten the mood by asking zayne to join you for a late night snack. He reluctantly agrees and decides to make some cup ramen. He turns on the kettle to boil some water.
“y/n…” he starts off. Your heartbeat quickens rapidly.
He continues “This is the fourth night in a row. Can you please not go out as often? Speaking as your doctor and friend, you’re running your health and i’m worried about you.”
“Then stop worrying about me. You don’t have to drop me off home or do any of this. Just focus on your work i’ll take care of myself.”
He steps closer to you and holds your wrists tightly. “Do you not understand? I can’t concentrate at work because of you! I can’t see you do this to yourself! Drinking and partying with friends who honestly don’t even care about your wellbeing. You don’t really understand how unsafe it is for you!”
“Zayne, i’m trained in martial arts i’ll be completely fine. Stop being SO overprotective. Plus, this how i want to enjoy my summer so just let me BE!” You snap at him.
“I can’t just watch you go out, drink with gross men who don’t deserve you. Why can’t you pick a safer hobby this summer? Something that involves NOT destroying your liver or putting yourself in danger??”
“I don’t need you nitpicking my life. I’ll just…GET A DIFFERENT DOCTOR. Someone who’s not barging into my life at 3 am to lecture me. Fuck you.”
“what. did. you. say.” He pushes you against the wall, tightening his grip around your wrist.
The next thing you did could have been influenced by the alcohol in your system. I mean you’re not too drunk, but the alcohol gave you the liquid courage to do what you’ve been holding yourself back from. You close the distance and kiss him on his lips. Zayne is surprised at first, and stops you.
“y/n, you’re drunk. i’m getting you water.”
“..so you don’t want to kiss me.?”
His restraint snapped when you looked at him with your doe-like eyes. He could refuse you. I mean, he’s always been weak when it came to you. Your lips looked so inviting, a part of him wanted to kiss you all night.
“…you really know how to get what you want huh?”
He pulls you closer and kisses you passionately. It was a messy hungry kiss, your hands roaming all over his body.
He lets out a moan and says “You’re so naughty, inviting me over to have dinner, trapping me here.”
“You can leave if you want, the door is right there..”
He manhandles you to the couch, so now you’re on his lap, straddling him.
“You really thought..” he kisses down your neck “i’d miss the opportunity to teach you a lesson? Do you know what happens to someone who misbehaves this way?”
“What happens to an innocent girl who just wanted to have fun?” You pout innocently.
“oh…” SLAP.
He spanks your ass. HARD.
“oh dear you’re far from innocent…i’ve see the things you read…filthy, dirty smut about fucking your best friend…you left your phone open the last time you came over to mine. Did you want me to read it…or was it an accident..?”
Your face heats up and you quickly look away. SHIT. You didn’t realise you left your phone unlocked. FUCK. How long has he known??
“Zayne….”
He cups your face and forces you to look straight into his eyes. “You’ve been ignoring me all week, not listening to me…” He grabs your ass harshly, digging his fingers into them.
He grabs your waist, placing your abdomen on his lap, ass facing up. “I’m going to make sure you listen next time.”
He lifts up your dress quite easily as it barely covered your ass, revealing a lacy black thong underneath. He traces his finger along your slit, then rubbing circles on your clit.
“oh wow, you’re already soaked…”
He slips in his middle finger easily, your pussy clenching around his finger eagerly as he continues rubbing your clit with his other finger. You let out a moan.
“mmm that’s it, i’m sure you can take more..”
He inserts another finger, curling them. He slowly pull them out and thrusts them inside harshly. You let out a louder moan.
He doesn’t stop, picking up his pace fingering you and scissoring his fingers inside you as you become a moaning mess. Wet noises of your pussy echoes in the room and with one harsh thrust, you cum all over his fingers, moaning his name out loud.
“Zayne…I need you…mm”
“Need me where?”
He teases you, lazily pumping his fingers in and out your overstimulated pussy.
“Zayne..mm..ah please I need your..”
“what do you need?”
He gives your ass another spank as he slowly removed his digits from your heat.
“ah your dick, I need you inside me..”
“I’m sorry but only good girls get that, and you, have ignored me all week..”
You start begging him, you didn’t care at this point.
“Please Zayne I promise i’ll never ignore your calls or texts…”
“And…”
“Go out so late at night … or drink so much.. please now..”
“Hmm ok, if you don’t do as I say, you know your punishment.”
He picks up your body and places it on the couch, face down, ass up.
You hear the clicking of his belt, and Zayne removes his pants and presses his hard on against your ass, teasing you, slapping it against your needy pussy. You moan and plead him.
“Zayne please…”
He obliges, sheathing himself inside you in one go. He was so large, your walls pathetically clenching around him, adjusting to his size.
“ah… You’re so tight…”
He moans as he grabs your ass harshly, kneading them.
He slowly pulls out and thrusts back in, causing you to let out a strangled moan. His thrusts are relentless, like he’s punishing you for all the times you ignored his calls over the last week. His hips were brutal, and loud sounds of your hips meeting echoed throughout.
PLAP PLAP PLAP
You were a mess, moaning, enjoying the way his dick fitting perfectly inside your heat. He lets out a loud moan and cums inside you, coating your walls with his seeds. You cum with him, clenching around his dick, screaming his name.
He lands on top of you, hugging you tightly, nuzzling his face against your shoulder. He was completely spent. He kept his dick inside you, savouring your heat.
“y/n…are you ok? Was i too mean?”
“No, it was perfect..”
He softly kissed your neck and whispered “Want some ramen? Let’s get you cleaned up in the bathroom and then eat some dinner.”
You chuckled and asked “Another round in the shower?”
“Oh you’re gonna destroy me…” He lifts you up, carrying you bridal style to the shower.
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A/N: I apologise this took so long, life has been super hectic lately as it’s my last semester. I will try to post at least once a week from now onwards:)
had a dream where i was testing out jacuzzis for my friend to buy and i message zayne to help me pick one and he texts me: i’ll only help you if we both use the jacuzzi together with our clothes off
