°❀⋆ Summary: Over a decade after the prologue, you're working in Los Angeles as a theatre poster designer. After doing a deep clean of your townhome, you accidentally mail Andrew the farewell letter you wrote him after your break up.
°❀⋆ word count: 1.1k
°❀⋆ warning: cursing and slight angst
°❀⋆ a/n: I will be busy this week, so I'm posting chapter two early. I hope you all enjoy! I haven't watched Animal Kingdom yet, so sorry for any mischaracterization. I do not consent for my content to be published on other platforms and such by others. Also, please don't claim my work as your own! I hope you enjoy! <3
“Calm down- it might not be that bad,” Faith explains. She came over when you called her screaming that your life is over. “It’s horrible Faith, I mailed him my farewell letter.” You cry on her shoulder. “He might not receive the letter. Hopefully it’ll get lost in the mail,”.
Days later
Andrew’s pov
He makes himself breakfast when Deran walks in. “Mail for Pope,” Deran says, handing the envelope. “What does it say?” Baz asks. “None of your business,” he replies, staring at the letter. He knows it’s you, because of your handwriting, and how you decorated it. Only you would hand draw hearts all over the envelope. And only you call him Andrew Cody. The last thing you said to him, before you went into Margot’s home.
He was depressed for months after that, although he initiated breaking up. It wasn’t completely his idea, Smurf was in his head constantly saying you were going to leave him out of your life. He never listened to any of it until a month before you left for CalArts. You had things going for you, and he didn’t. He knew deep down you love hard and would sacrifice things for it. So, instead of him watching you sacrifice your passions, he sacrificed the relationship. Now, freshly out of prison, he receives a letter from the only girl he’s ever loved.
He goes somewhere private to read the letter. Allowing the nostalgia of your relationship to come back. His eyes read the letter slowly, savoring each word like he can hear it coming from your lips. “Dammit, honey,” he whispers to himself. “Not to intrude, but I saw her last month,” Deran chimes in. He looks up immediately, “where?”.
Reader’s pov
You sit at a table in the theatre, taking notes about the play. Your color-coded pens write down every emotion for each scene. Calvin can’t stop staring at you, which starts annoying you. You attempt to ignore it, but by the end of practice he walks toward you. You quickly put your things in your bag. “I have something I want to tell you-” He says, you pretend to not hear him. You begin speed-walking out of the theatre. Your eyes adjust to the sunlight, and there he is. Andrew Fucking Cody holding the envelope with your letter inside. Calvin is right behind you calling your name, so in your overstimulated state you do the only practical thing.
You walk toward Andrew. “Hi honey!” you say excitedly, he gives you a confused look. He watches as your eyes quickly look at Calvin standing by the door. “Hey, pretty, how was work?” He replies. You tap your cheek with your finger, and he gives you an “are you sure” look. You nod, and he leans down to press a kiss on your cheek. “It was amazing, thank you for asking,”. He takes your work bag and opens his car door for you. You get in, and thoughts race through your mind as Andrew begins to drive off. “What was that?” he asks.
“Okay, so that guy is my boss, and he’s a creep. He wants to go on a date with me, but I don’t want to go,” You explain.
“So, tell him no,”
“I can’t, because he may tell others I’m a horrible artist. So, I thought he might back off if he saw me with you,”
“Wait- What?!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t have much time to think!”
“We can come back to that. I want to talk about this,” He lifts the envelope, making your heart drop. You get quiet, not looking at the envelope. He pulls the car over, making you slightly nervous. “Did you mean what you said?” He asks. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ll just walk-”. “Don’t do that, you always change the subject whenever you feel like something is too real. Whenever you’re too honest about something, you do that. Tell me, did you mean what you wrote in that letter?”.
You stare at your shoes, incredibly nervous. You almost peel off your nail polish. “I wrote that letter a long time ago. I-I was going through a lot when I wrote it, so yeah, I poured my heart out. I meant what I said, because you broke my heart. It was my farewell letter to you, my way of letting you go. And, you always find a way to pop up, don’t you.” You reply. “Don’t blame this on me,”. You scoff, “I’m walking home. I’m not going to relive this,” You grab the envelope from him and leave his car. You begin walking to the bus station, but Andrew drives beside you. “Get in the car,” he says.
“Screw you,”
“You’re not getting on that bus,”
“I’m not scared of you Andrew. You may have muscles now, but I don’t give a shit,”
“I don’t want you to be scared of me...I just want to get you home safely,”
You stop walking, hearing the slight plead in his voice. You get in the car and give him directions. “Don’t start stalking me,” You say. “I’m not,” he replies. He’s lying, and you know it too. He looks different, obviously, but his hair is cut. The curls you’d run your hands through are gone. You can’t help, but stare at him. You weren’t lying about the muscular comment, he’s jacked. You wonder what that muscle feels like under your hands. What- Girl what the hell? This is your ex, focus on getting home. “I was in prison, that’s why my hair is cut,” he admits. “Let me guess, covering for your brothers,” you say. He stays quiet, and you roll your eyes. “Just like I thought,” you look out the window. The car is silent for a moment, “how’s your family?”.
“Good”
“That was awfully quick,”
“Margot is great if that’s what you’re asking,”
“Good to hear,”
When you make it home, you thank him, then walk inside. You rack your brain on an explanation for your boss tomorrow. You hear Andrew’s car drive off, making you reminiscence about his biceps. You go to the bathroom to find the result of your daydreaming. “WHAT THE-”
“Listen, I didn’t know you had a boyfriend,” Calvin says. You’re at the theatre before practice starts. “What?” You ask. “The guy from yesterday, I didn’t know you were in a relationship,” he explains. That’s it! That’s how you get him off your back! Pretend Andrew is your boyfriend. “Oh, yeah, I just don’t tell people. I like to keep my relationship private,” You reply. He nods, “I’m so sorry for flirting with you earlier,”. You fake gasp, “you were flirting? I must be rusty, I didn’t even notice,”. He laughs nervously, “yeah, but I respect your relationship,”. You give him a soft nod and sit down.
After the practice you realize you have to convince your co-workers and boss you have a boyfriend.
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Summary: How Is Malcolm Gonna Survive Your Album Campaign?
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Malcolm had thought he’d be prepared. He’d seen you dressed up before for red carpets, music videos, and performances. He’d watched you transform yourself for cameras dozens of times. So why was this different?
Because this time, you walked out of the dressing room wearing the outfit for your album campaign, and Malcolm genuinely forgot how to speak. You stopped in front of him.
“Well?” He blinked. “Well what?” You smiled. “Do I look okay?” He stared at you for another second. “Okay?”You laughed. “Yes.” “That’s what you’re going with?” “What am I supposed to say?” He leaned back in his chair, running a hand over his face. “You look…” He stopped. You tilted your head. “I look what?” “Ridiculous.”
Your eyebrows shot up. “Excuse me?” He laughed. “Ridiculously good.” You smiled. “Better.” “You knew exactly what you were doing.” “Maybe.” You walked closer. Malcolm looked up at you. “You can’t just walk out looking like that and expect me to act normal.” You laughed. “It’s literally my job.” “Yeah, well, my job is apparently trying not to stare at my girlfriend.” You leaned down slightly. “You’re failing.” “Terribly.” You laughed and kissed his cheek. His hand instinctively settled at your waist. “You look beautiful.” “Thank you.”
He looked at you again. “And I’m officially jealous of every camera in this room.” You burst out laughing.“Malcolm!” “What?” “They’re cameras.” “I know.” “You can’t be jealous of cameras.” “Watch me.”
The photographer called you over. You gave Malcolm one last smile before walking onto the set. He watched you pose. You were completely confident and every movement looked effortless. The photographer kept giving you directions. “Beautiful. Hold that. “Perfect.”“Give me that smile.” Malcolm smiled from his chair. Then you looked directly at him with a tiny smirk appeared on your face. He immediately shook his head.
You mouthed, “What?”He mouthed back, “You’re trouble.” You smiled wider. The photographer laughed.“Whatever you’re doing right now, keep doing it.” Malcolm covered his face while you laughed.
During the break, you walked straight toward him.“You’re very quiet.” “I’m trying to behave.” You laughed.“Why?” “Because you’re my girlfriend.” “That hasn’t stopped you before.” He looked at you. “Don’t.” You smiled innocently. “Don’t what?” “Look at me like that.” “Like what baby?” “Like you’re enjoying watching me struggle.” You leaned closer. “Maybe I do.” He laughed. “You are a very evil woman.” You kissed his cheek.
“Still love me?” “Unfortunately.” You raised an eyebrow. “Unfortunately?” He pulled you closer. “Very fortunately.” You smiled. “That’s better.” He looked at you for a moment. Then quietly, “Seriously, though.”“Hm?” “I’m really proud of you.” Your teasing expression softened. “You are?” “Yeah.” He brushed his thumb over your hand.
“You’ve worked so hard on this album. Seeing you get to do something like this and completely own it…” He smiled. “It’s really attractive.” You grinned. “Just attractive?” He laughed. “Don’t push your luck.” You kissed his cheek again. “Too late.” He shook his head.“You’re going to be the death of me.” You smiled. “But you’ll look cute doing it.” “That’s not reassuring.” You laughed and walked back toward the set. Malcolm watched you go. Then muttered to himself, “Yeah. I’m definitely not surviving this album campaign.”
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Synopsis~ Jake is struggling to hold back. He wants you, but knowing your daughter, you won't get much time alone to get a release. So, he makes a plan to have the boys watch her so you two can... have fun.
Warnings~ Mentions of Heesung, SMUT, morning sex, rushed, Girl Dad, missionary, doggy, cumming inside, no condom, slight asshole play, and squirting.
Word Count~ 2.4k
Part 1
Life with Jake, the father of your three-year-old daughter Abby, was different.
Jake was a complete girl Dad.
He’d grow out his hair between tours and promotions so his daughter could play with it.
Sometimes, he takes her out for the day, and they come back with ice cream and six bags from different stores. And half of those items are gifts for you.
Your daughter always thinks of you when they go out. “We should get this for Mommy. Mommy would want some of this. Mommy would love to see this…”
She was the cutest doll in the world. She had your eyes but your Dad’s smile. She also had a combination of your hair. Curly. She was light-skinned, with big cheeks, long eyelashes, and the cutest frowny lips in the world.
Jake says she looks like you, but you think she looks more like Jake.
Especially when she smiles.
The two of them came home. Jake picked her up from daycare and took her to work with him.
She ran into the house, “Mommy! Guess what I learned today!?"
You crouched down to ask, “What did you learn, baby?” She started dancing to ENHYPEN songs. Jake laughed with slight disbelief. He said, “She loves the maknaes.”
You asked, “Were you telling Ni-ki to spin you around again?” She nodded with guilt. Her eyes went doe as she looked up at you both.
Jake sighed, “But Ni-ki eggs it on during practice."
You laughed, “Sounds like him. Did you take a nap today?” She nodded, “Uncle Heeseung let me sleep on his lap!”You glanced at Jake, quirking your eyebrow. Jake nodded, “He visited."
You nodded, not wanting to get into the mess that happened in March. You’ve never seen Jake lose it like that.
You sighed, letting those memories go. Everything is better now.
Abby started running up the stairs and said, “I’m ready for my bath.” You turned around, “I’ll be there in a second.”
She ran upstairs, not waiting another second for you.
Jake looked at you, muscles relaxing. “She can be crazy.” You laughed, “Well, she gets it from her mother.”
Jake kissed you quickly like his parents were watching you.
He does that too. You don’t know why he feels so awkward kissing you in front of his parents. They know you two have sex because you gave birth to his baby.
Jake hugged you tighter and said, “Jungwon just lets her do whatever she wants, and Ni-ki makes her crazier, and Jay is the only one who scolds her, but then he feels bad so he lets it go.”
You asked, “Sunoo doesn’t just grab her up?” Jake looked at you like you told a very dumb joke.
“c’mon, it’s Sunoo.” You laughed, “You haven’t seen Sunoo crash the fuck out then. He can be scary.”
Jake said, “Yeah, but he wouldn’t crash out on our daughter.”
You nodded; he was right. Jake stared at you some more and smiled, “Remember when the boys would change her diapers and watch her when we needed alone time?”
You nodded.
“Well, we need to start doing that again.”
You laughed, “Why?”
Jake pressed his lips into you softly. He grabbed you by the waist, pulling you closer to his chest.
Your arms eased around his neck as you tilted your head. Jake deepened the kiss.
His tongue slipped over yours as a soft huff left your chest.
He swallowed that noise, kissing you harder. You enjoyed how he kissed you when you're alone together.
You could feel Jake’s heat rising, and you whined.
Suddenly, Abby’s voice ripped through the moment. “Moommmyyy~ It’s time to wash my booty!”
You pulled away from the kiss, disappointed. Jake said, “Go on, buddy.” He patted your back in a friendly way, and you scolded him.
“Don’t ever call me buddy again.” He laughed as you walked away. You said at the end of the stairs, “When’s her favorite Uncle Sunghoon free?” Jake smiled.
After the bath, you two were tucking Abby into bed together. She needs both of you there in order to fully relax. She gets scared easily and likes to see that you two are safe.
That’s probably one of the cutest things about her.
Jake hummed a lullaby to her as she dozed off.
You two stayed still as you watched her sleep. Her tiny pink bonnet protected her curls from being tangled tomorrow morning.
It was hard learning how to do her texture.
Jake was of no help, not knowing anything about curls. He looked at you and said, "Her teacher said she's getting better with science. She might be a nerd."
You shoved Jake. "Don't talk about my baby like that." You pulled the covers over your chest. "What are you doing?"
You looked at Jake. Why was he asking you that?
"Going to sleep." Jake whined, "But Y/N-ah~" You rolled your eyes, "We're not doing it here. She's right there!"
Jake huffed, "I'm gonna make a call."
You laughed, watching him storm out of the room. He presumably called Sunghoon to babysit her so you two could have one day to yourselves. Just one.
He even brings little Abby with him to photoshoots. Everywhere. It's hard keeping that kind of secret from the internet. But, he does.
Abby is his responsibility to protect.
Jake came back in, kissing you and cuddling you. "He'll be here at 7 am to pick her up."
You laughed, "Are you serious?" "Hella."
You reasoned, "What are they going to do together? Stare at each other?" Jake said, "You doubt how fun Uncle Sunghoon is. Ask Ni-ki."
You said, "I have asked Ni-ki. He said that Sunghoon drugged him to sleep once."
Jake's eyes widened. "So should we call Ni-ki to babysit instead?"
You said, "No! Ni-ki would get her into a dangerous situation."
Jake sighed, "Our best bet is Jay then. But he's in Japan for a photoshoot."
You said, "Ask Jungwon to watch Sunghoon watch Abby." Jake's eyes widened, "That's genius! He loves micro-managing anyway!"
You rolled over, "I'm going to sleep, loser."
Jake said, "Hey, this loser put a baby in you." You rolled your eyes, going to sleep for the night.
The next morning was full of gifts and romance.
"Good morning." You woke up around 8 to breakfast in bed, a bed full of gifts. "What is this?" He smiled, "This is for my beautiful wife"
You laughed, “What? You're going all out to get pussy.” Jake laughed, “I want a son now.” You laughed, "Not sure if Abby would like that. She'd probably bully him to tears."
Jake huffed, "What? Abby is so kind." You clarified, "Remember when she cursed you out when you went into her room and 'borrowed' her Halloween candy?"
Jake's eyes widened, "Our baby is evil, holy."
You laughed. Jake sat next to you, letting his head settle on your shoulder. He stole an egg off your plate. You said, "Hey!"
Jake laughed, chewing. He reflected on you two. Getting married young to escape the company meddling in your business. Having a kid, hiding that from the company.
They found out anyway. And being there for him during all the hate he got for Heeseung's departure. Though Heeseung is still around.
Jake, on the other hand, was just trying his hardest to deal with it without crying his eyes out.
But he came home to you every night.
Jake confessed, "I love you."
You pouted, "Aww, baby."
He kissed you gently and asked, "Are you going to take your clothes off? We're not leaving this bed today."
You asked, "Do I get to eat my breakfast?"
He thought, "I'll reheat it for the thirty-minute break in between." You laughed, "What the hell? I get a thirty-minute lunch break?"
Jake just kissed you. He didn't bother giving you another response. He kissed you hard, wanting to taste your sweet lips.
Your lips were nice and juicy, sucking down on his tongue when it entered your mouth.
Jake slowly lay over you as he got more into the heated makeout session.
He licked your tongue, loving the smoothness of it. It was so intimate between you two. Your hands went to his back, and you felt his hands cup your face gently.
Your hips rolled into his unconsciously as you moaned in his mouth.
You wanted him, now.
It's been a while since you two have had sex. Not to mention the postpartum you were going through. Your body has changed a lot with pregnancy.
While you were pregnant, however, you two had a lot of sex. Like A LOT.
He was obsessed with your body. How everything was big and swollen. Now, your stomach was flat, but baggy. Your tits were droopy, and your pussy was so much looser.
You did Kegel exercises when you had the chance to rebuild that muscle. But Jake loved it all.
You were a bit insecure about the way your body looked, but Jake hadn't mentioned not liking it. In fact, he's loving your body even more.
He likes your Mom-Bod. It's hot.
Now you have the pretty stretch marks on your stomach to match the ones you already had on your thighs.
You were beautiful.
He licked your ear and whispered, "You getting quiet on me?"
Your eyes widened, realizing you stopped kissing him back for a few seconds.
Jake said, "You really look gorgeous. I think I should get you pregnant again." You laughed, "Can we please wait until Abby is at least four?"
His eyes widened, "Four?! That's too far an age gap." You shook your head, "Three and a half?"
Jake sighed, "Fine, yeah. That works."
Jake went back to licking your neck. A shaky breath left your chest. Jake smiled, kissing you again.
The same spot. Same amount of sensitivity. Your fingers dug into his shoulder.
You moaned, feeling his hot tongue trail down your neck. You bit your lip, hips still grinding into him.
Your breath hitched when you felt his hands slide down your torso. His fingers slid underneath your underwear.
You bit his bottom lip, sucking on it. Jake slid his finger into your hole, making you twitch under him.
Jake was gentle, his fingers moving gently inside of you. He rubbed over you as you two continued to kiss.
It was heated.
His tongue slid over yours, tracing the inside of your mouth as he swallowed your whimpers. He slipped another finger into your hole. He stretched you out further.
You insecurely pulled away. “Am I too loose?” Jake quirked his eyebrow. “What? Why would you say that?”
You looked away, “I’m not all the way back to shape after Abby-“
Jake shook his head. “So what? I don’t care. If you're tight or loose, you feel good.” You smiled at him.
He kept staring at you as he kept fingering you. Your breath remained shaky as you took him in. He was soft with the way his fingers fucked into you, but it was different.
He was staring into your eyes, making you feel special. Jake kissed you again, pressing quick ones to your face as he watched you genuinely lose it.
You were clenching around his fingers, whining his name, and rubbing your clit.
Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came. Jake got up and slid his cock between your folds.
He was rock hard from all your moaning and squirming. Especially when you cried out his name.
His dick was throbbing with need so bad that his tip was sticky with cum. When he pressed into your folds, you felt the cold cum against your folds, seeping down to your asshole.
You clenched around him, tightly. Jake gasped, telling you to relax as he tried to slowly push into you.
Jake fucked into your cunt, moving feverously. No time for recovery. He was trying to get as much you time as possible before Abby was back.
The heat of his breath against your face was another tell of how present he was.
Staring at your aching face. You couldn't take it all. He felt so good.
His dick hitting the right spot.
He collapsed into your shoulder, needing to get it all out. His thrust became more focused as his arms held onto your head. The entire bed was rocking to his harsh rhythm. You were screaming in pure pleasure as the sounds of skin slamming against one another echoed throughout the room.
This sex was amazing.
He was jammed right into your spot. Jake groaned, a whine leaving his throat afterward. Then, you felt it. His hot seed spilled into your cunt, painting your walls a thick white. Like Mod Podge.
He pulled out, flipping you over so your ass was in the air. "I need more." His voice was hoarse. Almost like he just finished screaming for thirty minutes.
He perked your ass up, tucking a pillow underneath you so you were comfortable.
He rubbed soothing circles around your ass hole, just to make you a bit more sensitive.
Your hands were shaking from the pressure of his cum hitting your spot.
Jake whispered in your ear, "You okay?" You whimpered in response. Jake slipped himself back into your hole, earning another noise of objection from you.
"One more round and I'll give you a break. I need to make you cum first, baby."
You tucked your head into the pillows, ready to take him all.
He found this too amusing. He was smiling at the sight of it. "Yeah? Can't handle it? Baby, you can scream, it's okay. I know it feels good."
You smacked his arm, "Move." He laughed, "Impatient?" You yelled, "Yes, so move!"
He laughed, thrusting into you slowly. A sharp breath left his chest. He was still sensitive from the last orgasm.
Each thrust came with a breath of some kind.
Your body shook with pleasure as you whimpered into the pillows. Then, he did a hard thrust into your pussy. Balls hitting your cheeks quickly. Your body stuttered as he felt you clench, and a long moan left your lips.
You started to shake, as you squirting in the sheets. He pulled out and watched the cum ooze from your hole. He licked across your folds with a smile. "Wow..."
He sat next to you, staring at your lifeless body. You couldn't move.
Jake rubbed your back sweetly. "I'll heat up your food."
He got up and yelled at the doorway, "Remember, thirty minutes~."
req: Hii could i request a fic with jermajestyX black reader were they’re getting married heavy smut u finish the rest tyyy ur amazing
warnings: smut , it might not be heavy smut bc i wanna make it romantic and cute but it’ll have smut in it i promise
a/n: yall hopefully this is good, im sorry for slacking off and giving yall horrible fics😭 idk what has gotten into me but from here on out im gonna stop giving yall half assed fics and hopefully start putting out good fics!
𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒥ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝒿ℯ𝓈𝓉𝓎’𝓈 𝓌ℯ𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊwas something literally everyone was looking forward to. Everything was so elegant and beautiful, even the invitations were decorated beautifully.
Everything was just how you guys imagined it when you were kids. The fact that you were bringing it to life made you tear up. Jermaine was paying for the wedding too, which made you tear up even more when you thought about it.
It was a few weeks before your wedding. Almost everything was done. The cake, the place, the reception, and all that stuff was already done. All that was left was the clothes. You and Jermajesty made sure everything was affordable and reasonable because you wanted everyone to look good. You also wanted everyone to match the theme.
You chose for all the bridesmaids to have a rose gold dress and gold shoes. And Jermajesty told his boys to wear a white and black suit (the all white suit with some black on it if you know what I mean, please tell me you do).
Now it was time for your dress.
You went to Galia Lahav in Los Angeles to look for your dress with your girls. You wanted them here to experience this with you. They’ve been with you through literally every fuck ass boy you’ve dated. When they seen how happy you were with Jermajesty, they knew you guys were endgame.
All the girls sat down, including you since the girl who was supposed to be showing you all the dresses wasn’t here yet.
“(Name), girl, are you excited? You finally gettin’ married!!” Your friend and bridesmaid, Layla asked.
“I’m feeling hella good. I’m a lil’ nervous, though. Like I’m really getting married. Like this is real.” You said, honestly.
“Listen, I’d be nervous too if I was you. All that whispering when you walking down the aisle. Id be ready to knock a bitch out by then.” Your friend and another one of your bridesmaids, Kehlani said.
“They could be talking good about you, though. So calm it down.” Another bridesmaid, Alina said.
Alina and Kehlani dated, and then they drifted apart and cheated on each other. So now they hate each other.
“Who is you telling to calm down? You wasn’t calming down when I walked in on you bouncing on that nigga’s dick, huh?” Kehlani said. You sighed because you knew what was about to happen.
“And you surely wasn’t calming down when you were sucking that girl’s fishy ass pussy.” Alina snapped back.
“Bitch please. It was better than your pussy. That shit smelt like the whole sea ocean. The salty and dirty kind.” Kehlani said, getting louder.
“Yo momma, bitch.” Alina said, rolling her eyes.
Kehlani’s eyes got wide and her chest poked out. She was getting ready to say a series of words until the last person came into the building. Your best friend, Leah. Aka, your maid of honor.
“Alright yall, let’s stop arguing about who’s coochie stank the most and let’s worry about the girl who’s getting ready to be married in a few weeks.” Leah said, setting down her things.
Alina and Kehlani calmed down and started to focus on you more. Finally the girl who handled the dresses came in and you guys started right away.
“Alright, soon to be Jackson. What are we looking for today?” The girl said, smiling at you.
“Hmmm.” You thought about it. Then you decided to describe the dress you want, and then an alternative dress for the reception.
The girl came back with multiple dresses and alternative dresses just like you described. You went to try on one of the dresses and went out to show your friends.
“So.. how we liking it?” You asked. It was silent, a bad silent.
“Trash that dress, mama.” Kehlani said.
“For real. That shit ugly, my heart.” Alina said, agreeing with Kehlani for once.
“Yeah.. I ain’t feelin’ that one, (Name).” Layla said.
And to be honest, you weren’t feeling it either so no hard feelings. You went back into the dressing room to try on a different dress.
𝒥ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝒿ℯ𝓈𝓉𝓎
Jermajesty was out with his boys and his father at an expensive tuxedo shop. He needed to look for a suit for the wedding and some suits for the rest of his boys since they were going to be up there with him.
“Any idea on what you’re going to pick?” Jaafar asked his little brother. Jaafar was so happy for him. He watched him grow up into the individual he became and he’s glad that he was blessed to be able to see that.
“No idea. I think you should be looking for some yourself. Remind me, how long have you been engaged? Like 15 years?” Jermajesty teased his older brother.
Jaafar rolled his eyes, “a year,” Jaafar corrected him, “and I don’t know why it’s delayed for so long. But we’re here for you, not me.”
Jermajesty nodded and looked at more suits. And then he finds one. It may look simple but in his eyes, it felt like he found the one, Jaafar noticed that too.
“Look, bro.” Jermajesty said.
“You think this is the one?” Jaafar asked his younger brother, smiling.
Jermajesty nodded, picking up the suit. He looked at it for a good minute, just imagining himself marrying you in it. Saying his vows. Kissing you. Touching you. Just loving on you in that suit.
“This the one, Jaafar. I can feel it.”
(𝒩𝒶𝓂ℯ)
You were fucking tired. It was 6:40 pm, you guys have been there since 1. All of you were tired and ready to go. You couldn’t find the dress that made you feel like you were ready to get married. None of the dresses felt like the one.
“It’s getting late, (Name). We’re all really tired. We can try again in the morning?” Leah said, yawning. You sighed frustratingly, you were going to find this dress tonight. Even if it meant everyone leaving.
“One more dress? Please? I promise you guys that you can go home if you just left me try on one more dress.” You said.
Everyone sighed but reluctantly agreed.
When you put on that last dress, you finally felt that feeling. You felt that ‘I’m ready to get married’ feeling. And when you stepped out to show everyone else, they also felt that.
There was no questions asked when you went to go buy the dress. No matter how expensive it was.
ℬ𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓉 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓈𝒽𝒶𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓈ℯ
You were in the kitchen cooking dinner. You made some burgers and mac and cheese you saw on TikTok and decided to try it out.
You had gotten home before Jermajesty, which was surprising because he’s usually here before you. You put his plate on the microwave and you ate alone. You didn’t really care though because you were on your phone the entire time you ate.
The front door opened and closed and you heard footsteps walking into the kitchen and towards you.
“Hi, baby girl.” Jermajesty said, kissing your lips and then your forehead. “You ate without me?”
“My bad, Maj. I didn’t know when you were gonna be done with whatever you were doing and I was starving.” You explained to him, yawning. “Ill sit with you while you eat though.”
“No, you’re going to bed. Did you shower, yet?” He asked.
“Yeah, when I got home. Why?”
“Good, so now you can just go to bed. You’re tired.” He said, picking you up and carrying you to you guys’s shared bedroom.
He laid you down and tucked you in, like he did when you were kids.
“Goodnight, my sweet girl.” He whispered in your ear, kissing your face. “Goodnight, my sweet boy.” You reciprocated.
𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝒷ℯ𝒻ℴ𝓇ℯ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ
You and Leah were making last minute preparations for the wedding. Leah insisted on doing it herself but she knew it would take forever so she let you help her.
“I remember in highschool you said that you’d have a bachelorette party and twerk on all the guys you saw at the club before settling down, what happened to that?” Leah asked, jokingly. You busted out laughing because you remember exactly when you said that.
“Stop it, bro. I was literally so lustful back then and just wanted something stuck up inside me. But after realizing what love is, you realize that the only person you want inside you is your man.” You said.
Leah really thought you were going to say something serious. She laughed and shook her head. “Still the same old you, girl. But all of us are still on for the sleepover, right?”
“Hell yeah! Just gotta finish this with you and it should be done by 7.” You said, and Leah nodded.
𝒥ℯ𝓇𝓂𝒶𝒿ℯ𝓈𝓉𝓎
Jermajesty was sitting in your shared bedroom, looking at his suit. He was really going to marry his childhood best friend.
He never would’ve thought this day would come. He was the shyest thing ever back then, and now look at him. The day before his wedding. His wedding.
Jaafar came into the bedroom in a hurry. It was time to get his suit fitted and he was looking for his little brother everywhere. “Come on, we have to get your suit fitted!” Jaafar said, but then he paused. He saw Jermajesty, and tears falling down his face. “Hey, what’s wrong?” Jaafar asked, sitting next to him.
“I don’t know, man. I really can’t believe I’m getting married. And it’s happening tomorrow.” Jermajesty said, with his hands in his face.
“Uh oh, you getting regrets?” Jaafar asked, but Jermajesty shook his head quickly.
“Nah, it’s not that. I still haven’t figured out what I’m going to say at the alter.”
Jaafar patted his brothers back, and then hugged him. A brotherly hug that doesn’t happen often. “You’re gonna be fine, and don’t worry about not knowing what to say up there because it’ll all come to you once you’re there.”
Jermajesty cried even more in his brother’s arms. He was so lucky to have the best big brother in the world.
⋆ .˚ 𖧷 ⋆ 𝒲ℯ𝒹𝒹𝒾𝓃ℊ 𝒟𝒶𝓎 ⋆ 𖧷 ˚ · ⋆
You were woken up around 6am to start getting ready for the wedding. You were more tired than nervous but you knew that was gonna change once you were all ready and prepared.
“Hii, my love. You ready for your big day?” Kehlani asked you, giving you something to drink.
“I don’t even know, I'm so tired. Let’s just push the wedding until next week.” You say, drinking whatever she gave you. It was a redbull but it was put into a Don Julio bottle. And for some reason, you still drank it.
In a matter of time, you were waking up and slowly started to get nervous because your big day was literally today.
The stylist did your makeup and your hair, but didn’t put on your dress because it was still awhile before the wedding started. So all of you drove up to the elegant place you were getting married at and started getting ready there.
9 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓁𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓇
Your wedding was just about to start. 7 more minutes until you walked down that alter and finally have your last name changed to the man you’ve loved since childhood.
You used this time to reminisce when you guys first met when you were kids..
ℱ𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 (flashback)
You sat on the swing alone because the people who you thought were your ‘friends’ turned out to be fake and dumped milk all over your body.
You cried and cried your little heart out until you seen a shadow standing in front of you. You looked up and seen a boy who looked your age looking at you with a sympathetic look.
“What happened?” The boy asked you.
“My friends poured milk on me.” You said, your little voice trembling.
“Those aren’t your friends if they pour milk on you.” The boy said. “What’s your name?”
“(Name), what about you?” You asked.
“It’s really weird but it’s Jermajesty. You can just call me Maj though.” He said. Then it got quiet, before he spoke up again. “Would you like to come to my house? We can clean you up and you can come play with me!”
Your face lit up and you smiled with that cute toothless smile of yours. Jermajesty looked at you with awe. He was going to remember that smile.
“Yes! But wait, you’re not gonna pour milk on me, are you?” You asked, just to make sure.
“Nope! Just me and you and my toys! And a bath, you need one.” Jermajesty said, teasing you. You both laughed.
ℯ𝓃𝒹 ℴ𝒻 𝒻𝓁𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀
You were now hand in hand with your father, walking down the aisle while the music played. You knew people were whispering and you were glad you couldn’t hear it, whether it’s good or not.
Your dad lets you go and you go hand in hand with your soon-to-be husband, Jermajesty. Tears fell down his face as he looked down at you.
“You look beautiful.” He whispered to you.
“Thank you.” You whispered back, also on the verge of tears.
The officiant started talking.
“We come together to celebrate the love and devotion shared by these two children of God that stand before us. Jermajesty Jackson and (Name) (Last Name). We are especially blessed to be joined today by family and friends.” The officiant said.
“As the Bible reminds us in Corinthians, "If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing." She continued.
“Over the course of their relationship, Jermajesty and (Name) have developed a strong bond based on shared values and mutual respect. With a solid foundation from which to grow, they have made the decision to take the oath of marriage and spend the rest of their lives together.”
“Let us revel in the joy and love on display here today. May we treasure these memories as Jermajesty and (Name), under the eyes of God, get set to begin their new life together.” The officiant finished.
“Who gives this bride today?” The officiant asked.
“I do.” Your father said.
“If anyone has cause to object to the forming of this union, speak now or forever hold your peace.”
Nobody objected.
“While marriage is a sacred and serious tradition, it is also cause for tremendous joy. Married life is full of surprises, adventures, and memory-making – all made possible by the enduring power of love. When Jermajesty and (Name) finalize this union, they will begin a new life of partnership, one defined by shared hopes, dreams, and successes.”
“Jermajesty and (Name), I invite you to express your sacred vows to one another. Please face each other as you declare these vows before God and in the presence of your family and friends.”
They said their vows to each other and let the officiant say the last part.
“Jermajesty and (Name), please join hands. Under the eyes of God, Jermajesty, do you take (Name) to be your lawfully wedded Wife? Do you promise to support her completely and love her unconditionally, so long as you both shall live?”
“I do.” Jermajesty said, looking into your eyes, tears falling down his face not caring if anyone else saw.
“Under the eyes of God, (Name), do you take Jermajesty to be your lawfully wedded Husband? Do you promise to support him completely and love him unconditionally, so long as you both shall live?”
“I do.” You said, your voice trembling.
“You may kiss the bride!” And Jermajesty kissed you without hesitation, dipping you while you guys kissed.
“Ladies and gentlemen, it is with great honor that I officially present to you Mr. and Mrs. Jackson!!” The officiant said, and you both ran out the place like you seen in weddings.
(the source i used for the script for the officiant)
𝒽ℴ𝓃ℯ𝓎𝓂ℴℴ𝓃
You guys arrived in your dream place for the honeymoon. You both were exhausted and laid down on the bed.
“I can’t believe you’re a Jackson now, baby.” He said, looking at you with absolute awe. You smiled at him, kissing his lips.
“Me neither, does this mean I get a glittery glove now?” You asked and Jermajesty laughed.
“Maybe. Right now I wanna focus on us, baby. You mine now.” He said, rubbing your thigh up and down. You knew exactly what he wanted and you were finally going to give it to him. Your virginity.
He slowly unzipped your dress, pulling it down to reveal your matching bra and panties. He then took off his clothes, leaving himself in his boxers.
“You’re so beautiful, baby. I love you so fucking much. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” He said, kissing you all over your body while take the remainder of your clothes off. He also took his boxers off.
“Condom or no condom?” He asked you.
“No condom.” You said without a doubt.
He smirked softly, before positioning himself right at your entrance. “If anything hurts, you let me know and I’ll stop.” He told you and you nodded.
He pushed his length in slowly, going in an inch a minute at a time because he didn’t want you to be hurting. Once he bottomed out, you both let out a sigh.
“Fuck, you’re so tight baby.” He said, his eyes closed shut.
You couldn’t even say anything because of how good he stretched you out.
“You ready for me to move?” He asked, caressing your cheek. (The one on your face).
“Yeah, I’m ready.” You said, while nodding. He started thrusting into you, slowly. Letting you get used to his size before he went further. “You let me know when you wanna go faster.” Jermajesty said.
A few minutes go by and you let him know you want to go faster. And he does, but not as fast as you thought he was going to go. He went at a steady pace, but that pace had you arching your back since it was your first time.
“Mmmphf— Jermajesty I can’t take it, it’s too much!” You moaned out. He smiled and held your hand while thrusting into and out of you. “You can take it baby.”
You felt your orgasm approaching, and he was hitting your sweet spot repeatedly, which made it come quicker.
“J-Jermajesty! M’gonna cum!” You squealed, holding his hand tighter and arching your back once more.
“Let go for me, sweet girl. You deserve this.” He said while bringing his middle finger to your clit and circling it firmly.
That pushed you over the edge and you came quickly. Your back arching once more, your eyes rolled back and you were seeing starts. Jermajesty reached his peak too, he gripped the hand he was holding and your waist and let thick, warm ropes come inside you. “Fuck, baby.” He sighed.
You both laid down on the big bed, tangled in each other. No words were needed because the presence was enough.
Jermajesty looked over at you, kissing your lips softly.
“I’m so excited for what’s to come.” He said. You nodded in agreement before speaking up.
“Are you ready to start this new chapter in our lives?” You asked.
He looked over at you, before looking back at the ceiling.
