#first drabble

San finally has a day off from his busy schedule preparing for their comeback, so you both decided to spend the day at his and Seonghwa’s dorm doing your favorite thing: absolutely nothing.

You let him sleep in and he texts you when he’s up and ready for you to come over. On your way over, you stop by a cafe to grab pastries and coffee, getting something for Seonghwa too. As soon as you walk through the door of their shared apartment, San helps you place the goodies on the counter before he’s wrapping his arms tightly around you, lifting you slightly off the ground.

“Good morning Sannie,” you breathe against his neck as your arms wrap around his broad shoulders. “Someone’s happy to see me,” you giggle, struggling for air as his grip somehow grows tighter.

He’s silent for a moment as he takes a deep breath, simply soaking in your presence. “I missed you.” he says softly as he finally sets you down.

“I missed you too, Sannie” you brush your fingers through his hair and smile softly at him. “I’m so glad I get to steal you for a day.”

His eyes look into yours lovingly before closing the space between you with a kiss; his hands squeeze your waist as yours drift from his hair to his jaw pulling him closer.

“Eugh, get a room,” a new voice rings out behind you, breaking you and San out of your bubble. Your lips separate but San doesn’t loosen his grip on you.

“Good morning, Seonghwa,” you sing-song gently. “I brought breakfast,” you add, tilting your head towards the takeout on the kitchen counter.

He eyes the bag and drinks. “Okay, I take it back, you guys can be gross out here as long as you keep bringing me food.”

A soft laugh escapes your lips as you pull away from San to set out the confections. San reluctantly lets you go but not without hovering close behind you like a shadow. Seonghwa grabs a drink, already knowing which one is his, and pulls out some plates and napkins. The paper bag is set aside as the pastries are set on the counter. You let the boys get first pick since it's their day off while you get rid of some of the trash.

Once you all have your drinks and your pastry filled plates, you make your way over to the living room to put something on the TV while you enjoy breakfast. The random show playing ends up becoming background noise as easy conversation takes priority. They tell you about comeback preparations all while trying—and failing—to avoid spoilers. You tell them about your job and the drama going on between your coworker and the boss’s wife. The topics transition seamlessly from work, to friends, to that new restaurant you’ve been meaning to try, and everything in between. The topic of hobbies makes an appearance and Seonghwa practically jumps out of his seat to tell you about an interest he knows you share.

“Oh, I meant to tell you about the new Lego set I got! Remember that Animal Crossing one I sent you on Insta?”

“Shut up, you ordered it?!” You gasp in excitement.

“I already built it. Come, it’s in my room I’ll show you”

You excitedly jump up to trail behind Hwa towards his room, both leaving your empty plates and half drank coffees on the coffee table. Also leaving San behind. It happened so fast he didn’t have any time to give a reaction other than blinking in bewilderment. You were supposed to be spending the day with him, not Seonghwa.

Begrudgingly, San lifts himself off the couch to follow you to Seonghwa’s room. He walks in to see the two of you huddled together in front of a shelf giggling over the Lego set. With a defeated sigh, San makes his way over to Hwa’s bed and flops down ungracefully. He fights the urge to pout when Seonghwa says something that makes you jump in excitement.

“Oh my god, no way!” You’re practically squealing.

“No, I’m serious. Took me forever but I finally finished the museum.”

“What museum?” San pipes in, his curiosity getting the better of him.

You and Seonghwa simultaneously turn to look at San, neither of you having noticed him arrive.

“Oh, uh, Animal Crossing. It’s a video game,” you reply as San nods in faux interest. You turn back to Seonghwa, “show me right now.”

There’s a soft scoff from the other side of the room, making your gaze shift back to land on San who is rolling his eyes, unaware of his audience. “Um… Something the matter, San?”

He hastily sits up, his face turning a shade of pink as he realizes he’s been caught. “Oh! Uh…” There’s no point in lying now. “It’s just-” he sighs, “I figured I’d be spending my day off with you, not watching you spend the day with Seonghwa…” he admits, feeling a little embarrassed for his jealousy. “It feels like he’s stealing my time with you.”

“Awe Sannie, I’m sorry” you fawn. “You’re right, we have been kinda leaving you out, huh?”

“Yeah, sorry San,” Seonghwa chimes in.

“I like that you guys are friends,” San clarifies, “I like that you get along so well. I just- I kinda wanted to be selfish today and have you all to myself.”

You silently make your way over to where San is sitting and reach your hand out towards him. His face twists in confusion at your outstretched hand.

“C’mon. Let’s go,” you instruct, causing San to finally take your hand. Turning to Seonghwa, you say “I’m sorry, Hwa, but I promised to spend the day with my boyfriend so you will have to show me your museum another time.”

He just laughs, not offended in the least as you drag San into the hallway and back out to the living room.

Letting go of his hand, you begin picking up around the coffee table. “Let’s just tidy up our breakfast and then we can go chill in your room or something,” you say absentmindedly.

San’s feet are frozen in place as he watches you from the sidelines. “You’re not mad?” he questions hesitantly.

“Why would I be mad that my boyfriend wants to spend time with me?” you offer in rebutment as you bring the empty plates to the dishwasher.

Once the dishes have been set gently in the machine you turn back towards the living room only to bump directly into San’s chest. Before you can say anything his arms are once again wrapped around you like a vine.

“I love you,” he whispers into your hair.

Your arms glide up to return the embrace, “I love you too, San.” Pulling away slightly, you lean in for a delicate kiss. “Now, let’s go do nothing together like we planned.”

a/n: Mommy’s first drabble 😏 and it’s ateez yayayayyyyy! I’m so excited for Golden Hour pt.5 in just like 3.5 ish hours omg 😳 San is my ult bias so it j made sense that he’s the first member I write ab here <3 Also I have no idea ab anything having to do w Seonghwa’s island; I’m not very well versed in his acnh progress like idk if he finished his museum or anything, so if it’s wrong and bothers u all I can say is sorry chicken :/ Anyways… I hope u guys like this and I hope ur not disappointed that it isn’t ab The Pitt but I promise there’s plenty more Pitt content in the works 🫡

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"sammy..." you whine out in a soft yet broken voice as sam continues to eat blueberries out of the container, all while eyeing your half-naked and sprawled out body on the motel bed.

sam hums at your tone as he pops another blueberry into his mouth. the purple colored juice of the small fruit leaks down his chin, meeting the half dried stains of the past ones he's eaten.

"what's wrong, baby? tell me. be good f'me and tell me." the side of his mouth twitches to a soft smirk. the teasing and deep voice that rumbles from his throat goes straight to your bare core. it doesn't help that the squishing of fresh, wet blueberry juice falls from his lips.

you begin to clench on the open air, bucking your hips up softly. you restraint yourself from touching your aching cunt, knowing whatever he's going to do will satisfy you beyond comprehension. but it's still difficult to wait.

sam eats yet another blueberry, dragging his eyes down to your wet folds. "so precious. wonder what you'd taste like with a bit of..." he finally got off his chair and made his way over to you, chewing another berry as he did so.

he slowly kneeled down at the edge of the bed. he grabbed your legs and pulled you closer, gaining a soft gasp from you. his face was mere centimeters away as he smiled at the sight before him.

"added flavor." he groaned while his hot breath fanned against the soft flesh of your inner thighs and the drenched state of your cunt. you let out a small moan from the warmth his words gave you.

"so tell me, sweetheart," he flicked his gaze up to meet yours that was looking down at him. he took in your lust blown eyes, frustrated brows, flushed cheeks, and agape mouth. "what d'you want?" he spoke softly. his voice dripped like honey, but the purple mess around his mouth and chin, slowly making its way down his neck, was making him look far from a sweet man.

he looked hungry. the leftover juice wetted his lips in a way that he almost looked like a vampire in the soft lighting provided by the bedside lamps. he eyed you like a starved man, despite literally eating half a container of blueberries.

you couldn't hold it back anymore. you wanted him. needed him. you forced out your voice, a small twinge of whine at the end of the single word you let slip, "you."

you bucked your hips once more, getting slightly closer to the brunette. "please, sammy. please." you begged. and it worked.

sam immediately buried his face between your legs, pulling you flush against him by your legs. you let out a loud and desperate moan as his blueberry covered tongue worked its way between your folds.

he let out a gutteral groan, the noise sent vibrations against your delicate flesh. you gripped his hair between your fingers and yanked slightly, gaining a moan from him.

the white of your cum mixed with the pink toned purple staining his face. he brought his stained fingers to your hole, plunging them inside and curling them upwards. you let out obscene noises as he continued to hit all of the right spots, all while his tongue circled and softly sucked at your clit.

you shouted his name through pants, whines, and moans as he worked through you. his fingers sliding and curling at a soft, sensual pace while his tongue licked roughly against your pearl and folds.

he savored your taste mixing with the blueberry juice. he pulled away for a moment, earning a pouty whine from your lips. before you could beg him back, he had grabbed a blueberry and stuffed it against your opening, connecting his lips right after.

he licked and sucked against you, pulling the berry out and biting into it, spurting its juices against your cunt. the juice mixed with your own as he continued to move against you, gathering the mixed mess with his tongue slowly.

the sounds of your moans and the wet drags and pops of his tongue and fingers working filled the room, especially when he continued to eat the small fruit against you one after another.

the tight coil burning in your stomach began to break. "mm- sa-sammy," you panted as you grinded against his face, his nose poking your clit, making you moan loudly. "m'gonna-"

"cum f'me, baby. my sweet angel." sam purred against you. the sensation was too much for you to handle. and then you felt the band snap.

the sounds that flew from your mouth were nearly pornagraphic as you shook against sam's face. your fingers tightened their grip on his hair while your thighs locked his head in place. he continued to dig into you while you rode out your high. your back arched as he licked up your orgasm, all that was left were the wet strokes and purple tint his tongue left in it's wake.

your limbs collapsed back against the bed, trying to catch your breath. sam kissed your cunt softly before pulling back and licking his lips. he got up and hovered over you, moving the messy and sweat coated hair out of your face before caressing your cheek.

"you good, baby?" he smiled at your post-glow face before kissing your cheek. "mhmm." was all you hummed before opening your previously closed eyes and grinning weakly at him.

"thank you." you whispered before bringing his face to yours, his warm lips meshed with your cold ones, the taste of you and the fruit prominent. your lips moved in perfect synchronization, tilting your heads to get a better angle. his tongue slipped around against yours for a good while until the two of you had to pull away for air.

"i love you." you panted. sam chuckled softly, pecking your lips. "i love you more, baby." he sighed before laying down and pulling you to his chest. "we're doing that more often, y'know that?" he kissed the top of your head while you smiled and nodded your head, too tired to verbally agree.

The old you was gone, mostly. You’ve gotten more docile, mostly due to fear of what they would do to you if you weren’t. They weren’t human. They were scary. Your old ways of fighting tooth and nail, screaming every time anyone even got near you, have been turned into soft smiles and comforting purrs every time someone pet you.

You accepted it over time. Being a pet, being his pet. He fed you, housed you, clothed you, and all he asked in return was for you to be a loyal pet. Eventually you were. Almost fitting in perfectly in barely small family. The other pets have gotten used to your presence. The ginger curly haired clown who looked only a couple years younger than you, at most, was still jumpy around you, but you don’t really blame him. The tall catman that doesn’t talk much has gotten used to you, while he once stared at you from across the room, he now takes comfort in having naps with you, your body’s almost always ending up a tangled mess by the time you both work up. Even the other mighty (and terrifying) catman who you’ve noticed took pleasure in hunting have gotten used to you. He wasn’t as mean as he used to, he still glared and occasionally verbally abused you but he now tolerates your presence. The hisses he used to give you have turned into quiet glances.

This wasn’t quite the life you imagined yourself to have, you’d thought you’d maybe be back home, working a. 9-5, and perhaps you are, in another universe. However in this one, you are a pet, a cat. A creature to be taken care of, loved, and honestly…

You wouldn’t have it any other way, now.