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You were in a relatively deep sleep as you were tired from the events that took place during the past few days.

To make matters worse, you were so busy that you couldn’t make time to hang out with your boyfriend— until now, that is. You knew that he was busy as well with big deal and so you chose not to bother him throughout the week— not that you could even do so…considering your packed schedule.

But nonetheless, you two were able to make time on this Saturday and that was all that mattered now. You guys met up and spent the day on a little date together and now you were wrapped in his arms. He had his arms wrapped around you from behind and had his face buried in the crook of your neck. It was such a peaceful moment, he could hear your shallow breathing and his steady breathing was also the last thing you heard before you drifted into a deep slumber, with not a single care for anything else in the world now that Jake has you in his arms again— not worrying about big deal or a certain someone just as he usually is.

So why did he wake up with a hard on? He couldn’t remember what he was dreaming about before he suddenly woke up but all that was occupying his mind was you. He was unbearably hard, which caused him this constant, intense pain and was probably why his body woke him up at 9 in the morning when he wanted to sleep in. His dick was stretching his boxers out so much, to the point that it was uncomfortable and tight in all the worst ways.

If you were awake at the moment, you definitely would have been able to feel the tent formed in his boxers, poking at your ass with such intrusion. But you weren’t awake so you were completely unaware of your boyfriend’s member poking you from behind, impatiently aching and desperate for some attention.

He groaned lowly, “shit. right now? seriously..?” He felt so desperate and yet helpless, he didn’t want to wake you but he seriously needed some help from his pretty little girlfriend who doesn’t know it yet, but will definitely be helping him out a whole lot.

He looked at your sleeping figure, so peaceful that it for some reason made his dick twitch. You were wearing his shirt along with some small, tight shorts that hugged your ass in the best way possible. And Jake absolutely loves your ass, to the extent that he takes any chance he gets to fondle with it. So your cute little outfit really wasn’t helping with his growing problem. He sighed to himself as he looked at your sleeping figure, you looked incredibly gorgeous and he kept his eyes locked on you. He then gently caressed your shoulder and stroked your soft skin with such genuine care. But he knew what he had to do, and so he decided he would do it.

He managed to slowly slip his boxers off his dick, leaving it exposed underneath the blanket you two were wrapped in. He slowly pulled your bottoms off and pushed your panties to the side, looking down at his mischievous act. He almost hated himself for doing this while you were asleep and unaware but with his aching member, he really wasn’t focused on that part as much.

He gently lined himself up at your entrance and didn’t have to lubricate you beforehand with how much his dick was leaking precum despite being untouched.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, so he was silently hoping you wouldn’t be mad at him.

He slowly pushed himself in, groaning as he felt the pain lift and the pleasure immediately began running through his body. He started pushing it in— centimeter by centimeter while still caressing your soft skin in hopes that you wouldn’t wake up. But you did, almost immediately too. You slightly groaned as you did so and your walls tightened at the sudden feeling of bring so full— earning a groan from Jake.

“Fuuuck…. don’t do that, baby” He suddenly whispered in your ear, you involuntarily clenched around his girth again from hearing his raspy morning voice right in your ear. His grasp on your shoulder tightened and he started to move in and out, trying to get any friction that he can while you were still trying to stir up what’s happening.

“Jake?? What’r you doing..?” You managed to utter out despite the constant distraction going on under the blanket.

“Couldn’t help m’self, baby.. needed this so bad,” He responded directly in your ear, earning the same goosebumps to form on your skin from the seemingly innocent gesture that somehow riled you up over and over again, “needed you so bad, please.” He added with his voice starting to get more labored and his breathing becoming more strenuous. He continued to push himself into your hole repeatedly, chasing his climax.

You were still a bit dazy but felt comfortable nonetheless with how he was spooning you while helping himself. You’ve been with Jake long enough to know that he is such a sweetheart in bed, all gentle and loving with you. And at this moment, he still was despite being desperate to solve his problem.

You decided to help him out by subtly grinding your ass on his cock which almost pushed him over the edge, but he didn’t want to cum just yet. He wanted to drag this for as long as he can because it just felt that good.

“Mmhh, Jake.. S’deep,” You whispered, earning another groan from him. You knew he was close with how his pace was increasing and his groans were getting louder.

“You feel so good, baby.. Hugging me so tight, so perfect and warm f’me…” He spoke into your ear, pulling yet another moan out of you. He trailed his hand down into your shirt and started fondling with your boobs. He buried his head even further into your neck, only to start kissing and sucking on your skin harshly yet sweetly.

His thrusts started to get sloppy and his dick started to twitch in your pussy, earning pointless babbling from you. He only shushed you in response, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to get you even more aroused—which definitely worked because you could feel yourself getting closer to your climax as well.

He continued to thrust his dick into you, sloppy yet harshly— producing slapping sounds from your guys’ skin hitting each other repeatedly. He moved his hand over to your ass and groped it hard. As he kept thrusting in and out of you, he fondled with your ass and sucked on your soft skin.

It was all too much and the room was filled with your moaning and babbling about your boyfriend, paired with his low groans that progressively got louder as the moment went on.

You were in absolute ecstasy with how much pleasure was given to you in such short time, and Jake was trying his best not to turn you over and fuck you roughly right then and there. He held his composure while pounding into you.

“Shi..t, shit. shit.. I-I’m close,” He spoke out, obviously struggling not to lose his mind right there, “can I cum inside, pre..tty please, please. please,” He immediately added, and boy was he was desperate. You frantically nodded and spoke, “m’cumming—!!”

“Then cum with me, pretty girl,” and you did. Almost immediately after he said that, too. He buried himself as deep as he could in your guys’ position and squeezed your ass tightly.

You were in absolute ecstasy while being filled up, both of your guys’ breathing was intense and all that you could understand at that moment was just how deep he was, you could practically feel his bulge on your stomach and the vibrations as his dick twitched and released in you was pure bliss. Your walls squeezed him ever so tightly as you came, causing him to feel even more euphoric.

“Sorry to wake you, baby..” Jake said once he was able to catch his breath. You replied, “it’s mkay baby, anything for you.”

“Such a sweet girl, aren’t you?” He responded, stroking your hair.

You only giggled in response and he gave you a kiss on the cheek. He continued to stroke your hair ever so gently as both of your heartbeats slowed down, going back to its normal rate.

What a way to start the day, right?

notes: yes i disappeared for so long.. ive been busy and i really wasn’t in the mood to write at all, or even if i was i just didn’t have time.. so im very sorry for all the unanswered requests and pending works..

I’ve also decided to just make my layout simple with this one divider that I made and no more extras, since that’s a lot of unnecessary work for me hehe and its just been bothering me, if i could archive my works w/o deleting them, i would because id like a fresh start because there are works im not proud of but they have a bunch of notes so it doesn’t feel right to just delete 😓 (how to archive help)

Here you are, standing outside of his classroom, waiting on him. You were stomping on your left foot impatiently for him to get out of that room.

"Ugh, it's been 30 minutes and he is still not coming out?! hmp…”

You look through the mirror door and see him still studying on his desk all by himself. The school bell rang an hour ago, and everyone had already left the school except you two still in school. You barge into his classroom and sit in front of him.

"When will you be done?” You ask him as he looks up from his book to you now. His eyes are full of black, empty, and shallow of darkness, looking to you. He put down his book and spoke at you with boredom through his voice.

"Why are you still here?”

“Waiting on you, dummy.”

“who said you can wait for me?”

“Me and you can't do anything about it.”

He let out a sigh and started gathering his things into his bag while you stood there, smirking at him. You loved teasing him, knowing it would make him angry, but he could never do anything about it since you were a girl and he couldn't hit you. In fact, Shingen was always at the top of his class, and you were always second, making the two of you look like a power couple, even though you were just colleagues and friends.

Together, you often found yourselves in friendly competition, pushing each other to be better. You both shared a passion for literature, often exchanging books and discussing your favorite authors. Your debates about the themes and characters in the novels you read were intense but always ended with mutual respect and a deeper understanding of each other's perspectives.

Despite this, you couldn't help but wonder if he ever thought about the possibility of something more between you two. You certainly did. Every shared glance, every playful argument, and every moment spent together made you hope that maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way. The bond you shared over your interests only deepened your connection, making you wish that your friendship could blossom into something more.

You always see him as a ruthless prince in your imagination and you remember that time that you almost fell down the stairs because the floor was so slippery with no sign to say it. Before you even meet the floor a hand grab your waist and pull you up with other hand on your legs. You look up just to see him carrying you like a bride. Blushing mess as he carry you to the clinic to check if theres any injury on you.

Enough with the past. You always bottle up your feelings for him because you know it would be dangerous for both of you. As the son of Shinji Yamazaki, the formidable head of the Yamazaki clan, he is constantly under scrutiny. Being with Shingen has already caused him trouble, just by being near him and teasing him.

Every time you meet, there's a spark in his eyes that he tries to hide. When you tease him, he pretends to be annoyed, but you can see the faint smile tugging at the corners of his lips. He often finds excuses to be near you, whether it's helping you with a task or just sitting quietly beside you.

Little did you know, he also harbored feelings for you. In his position, he had to hide everything, including you. To him, you were something special, someone he cherished deeply. He wanted to hate you for your own safety, but why do you keep coming back?

There were moments when his guard would slip, and he'd let his true feelings show. A lingering touch on your hand, a protective arm around your shoulder when danger seemed near, or the way his eyes softened when he looked at you. These small interactions spoke volumes about his hidden emotions.

Despite the risks, you couldn't stay away. The bond between you was too strong, and every interaction only deepened your connection. You were something else for him, someone he couldn't bear to lose. He wanted to hate you for your safety, but your unwavering presence made it impossible.

Finally, you both step out of the school, with him next to you, carrying both his bag and yours. The silence between you is comfortable, and you watch the sun slowly setting together. In the golden light, you glance at him and see the warmth on his face, reminding you of the sun—how you feel about him, yet you can’t be too close.

You try to approach him, using your pinkie to touch his arm slightly. Your cheeks flush with redness when suddenly you feel his finger wrap around your pinkie, pulling you closer. A warmth lingers on your skin from his touch, reminding you of the sun because of how he melts you with just a simple touch.

When you finally arrive at your place, he places your bag next to you, but neither of you lets go. You’re both scared that the cold will replace the warmth in your arms. As the sun’s rays fade, you watch him walk away, his figure slowly vanishing from your sight.

Maybe tomorrow you see him again like always.

“?!?”

“Be my date.”

What…

Did you hear that right or is the delusional just messing you up? Coffee does bad to your health. You snap out your thoughts and ask what he said again.

“Are you deaf? I said be my date.”

“ You should at least brought me flower with it to make it more romantic”

“... On second thought, never mind.” walking off leaving you behind.

You chuckle as you notice a red tint forming on his ears. But you nod to him agreeing to be his date while catching up to him.

Is it really a good idea? Think about it—nothing bad has happened since you first met him. From the very beginning, you felt an undeniable connection and fell for him. Every moment spent with him makes you feel secure and cherished. You find comfort in his presence, and the thought of being without him is something you can’t bear. You hope that this feeling of safety and love will last forever, and that you’ll never have to part ways.

As you keep catching up to him, he looks at you with such affection that it makes your face glow brightly. The warmth of his gaze feels like a gentle caress, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine. He holds out his arm, inviting you to hold him. As you slip your hand into his, you feel the comforting strength of his grip. Together, you walk home, the cool evening air brushing against your skin, the soft rustle of leaves underfoot. The silence between you is filled with the unspoken words of two new love birds, each step syncing your heartbeats, creating a rhythm of newfound love.

People would say everything in the end can be happily ever after with your loved one, but how come yours ended so soon? Laying down on your pile of blood.

A second ago, you were walking alone on the street, a sudden ambush from behind catches you off guard. A sharp object violently pierces through your back, tearing through to your chest. You gasp, blood spurting from your mouth as you collapse to the ground. Your breaths become shallow, your vision blurs, and an overwhelming darkness engulfs you.

As your vision blurred and darkness began to take over, you caught a glimpse of Shingen rushing towards you, his face streaked with tears. It was a sight you never expected to see—Shingen, always the pillar of strength, now crumbling. The raw emotion on his face was startling, yet it brought a strange sense of peace. In your final moments, you found solace in the fact that even the strongest boy in the school hearts can break.

With your last breath, you longed to tell him to live happily and brightly, to watch over him like a star that fades away with the dawn but remains ever-present. Yet you can't… Now, you lie cold and still in his trembling hands. He clutches you tightly, tears streaming down his face, whispering desperately for you to wake up and speak, please. The room is filled with the haunting silence of unspoken words and shattered dreams.

Hudson Ahn didn’t really do first dates.

Not the kind with a driver pulling up in some quiet black car, not the kind with polished silverware and actual candlelight. But tonight? Yeah. He was doing it. For you.

The restaurant was in Ansan, upscale but not obnoxious. Hudson stepped out of the car first, shoulders relaxed, watch flashing under the streetlights. You watched him adjust his cuffs like it wasn’t even a big deal, but the second your door opened, his eyes flicked up sharp and nervous even. His eyes were just on you.

“You clean up nice” - he said, voice low. No overthinking it. Just real, easy.

But if you looked close, you could tell his ear tips were a little pink. Hudson was cool, but he wasn’t that cool. Not around you.

Inside, it smelled like money and grilled meat. Waiters in black button-ups, menus that didn’t bother putting prices next to anything. Hudson barely glanced at them. You figured Taesoo handled that part.

Hudson didn’t sit until you did. Small thing, but it stuck with you. Classy without even trying too hard. Still, there was that little edge under it all. The way his eyes scanned the room out of habit, the way his thumb tapped against his glass once, twice before stopping himself.

You smiled impishly across the table - “You nervous?”

He scoffed real soft, chin lifting like that was a dumb question - “I don’t really do this type of thing.”

“Same.”

His mouth twitched at that, half a smile, like he wasn’t expecting you to say it out loud.

“I mean…” - you went on - “we’ve hung out before, but that was…This feels different.”

Hudson glanced down for a second. His voice was quieter this time - “Yeah. Different.”

Once the food came out, he pointed things out to you. Real subtle. “That’s house-aged. You can smell the difference.” Or, “That sauce? A little too sweet. You’d probably like it though.”

It wasn’t annoying. If anything, it made the whole thing feel less stiff. Hudson wasn’t trying to impress you with the money or the car. It was the fact that he cared about what you liked.

Halfway through the meal, while you were picking at some side dish, Hudson leaned back in his chair, watching you with that same steady gaze he always had: half bored on the surface, but you knew better now.

“You eat like someone who knows what they want,” - he commented suddenly. Was this his attempt at some date night flirting???

You tilted your head, chewing - “That a good thing?”

“Yeah” - Hudson adjusted in his chair, his nerves were settling despite that attempt, his eyes were warm but unreadable - “It is.”

By the time dessert came around, the place had gotten quieter. You both sat in that easy kind of silence where nobody’s forcing conversation. You were both full, both relaxed, and Hudson wasn’t even tapping his thumb anymore. He was looking at your lips, you reapplied your gloss after the main course, but he liked them bare, not that he would ever admit it.

So he broke the silence instead:

“This doesn’t feel like a first date” - he said - “Feels like... something else.”

You felt your mouth pull into a real smile without meaning to - “Comfortable?”

“Right.”

And for a second, there was nothing between you except candlelight and low music. Hudson’s eyes flicked down to your lips again like he was thinking about it: kissing you, leaning in. His hand flexed once on the table, knuckles tight like he didn’t know if he should move or stay still.

But before he could do anything, the waiter showed up.

“Would you like me to box anything up for you?”

Hudson leaned back in his chair immediately, like nothing happened. Cool again. But there was this look in his eye now, almost annoyed, almost disappointed. You caught it. And so did he.

When the waiter walked away, Hudson glanced at you and shook his head once, voice low like a secret:

“Next time, I’m not waiting that long.”

He snorts and looks ahead, “ Is that what you two were talking about so eagerly? ”

” I mean, what would one have to say about their prodigal son? ” You match his lopsided grin.

He creased his face pretending to be offended “ Do I wanna know?”

You lick your lips, “ Don't really wanna hurt you now after having met again in such a long while, do we? ” you turn to look into his eyes and Jake caught the glint of mischief as you continued, “ Especially when there are plenty of chances when you'll get hurt in the future ”

" I feel hurt already " there was such a charm to your voice that made him wanna hear you speak more even if it was you cursing.

You two make your way to the pavement when something clicks

" Wait, does that mean you're staying? "

" Yes " You confirm, shifting your gaze to the trees decorating the sidewalk

Silence ensues, surprisingly not really an awkward one, where you two weigh your thoughts

You're the one to break it, “You look different ”

He raises a curious brow, gaze trained on the path ahead

“ I expected a brat who would throw tantrums anywhere until he got his favourite cookies ” you say noticing how he grew a sheepish smile, redening the tip of his ears

You continue, “Or that menace who loved to give everyone a cardiac arrest by pulling reckless stunts on his cycle” you laugh, “ Especially your uncle, you gave him hell, having him wrapped around you pinky”

“ C'mon you weren't any less ” he eyed you accusingly and smirked, " I vividly recall the fuss mom would create everytime you wandered off somewhere unknown in your own little world ”

" And you would come look for me alone like some hero- ” you shoot back

“ Because I was worried- ” he tried to defend

” -then get lost yourself ”

“ It's the thought that counts- ”

“ Well, atleast you're not a brat anymore- ”

Jake exhales

“ -even if you are still a menace”

Yea, what was he expecting

“ But hey! Now you're a menace to the society instead of just your family ” you beam at him, “ That's growth! ”

Is this what you meant when you said there were plenty of chances to hurt him ? But damn, why is he enjoying it somehow?

“ Oh please spare this poor soul my lady, there's only so much one can take” he says funnily, joining his palms infront of you

It was the intersection by now, where you two will need to part

“ Hmm should I? ” you pretend to think, creasing your brows and shutting your eyes in supposed contemplation, “ Okay sure ”

His face twisted in comical relief, continuing with silly ascent, “ Oh thank you my fair and kind- ”

“ For now atleast ”

" Nevermind, I take it back ”

“ Well you better be prepared the next time we meet, boss ” you narrow your eyes in that familiar impish way he had carried in some hidden part of his brain

“ You bet I will ” he replied, his shit-eating grin plays on his lips

Smirking, you walk backwards on your path then turn the other way, giving him a final wave from a distance that he reciprocates

He watched until your figure completely disappeared that he didn't notice Jerry come behind.