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Love Line Collection Moodboard

So I made a mood board for the Love Line Collection. I got bored, and whilst it's not the best, I think it works for now. Let me know your thoughts and opinions.

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"Mad"

aggravated, angry, annoyed, boiling, cross, enraged, exasperated, fuming, furious, heated, incensed, indignant, irate, irritable, livid, offended, outraged, riled, steamed, storming, upset

"Nice"

amiable, charming, cordial, courteous, delightful, favorable, friendly, genial, gentle, gracious, helpful. inviting, kind, lovely, obliging, peaceful, peachy, pleasant, polite, swell, sympathetic, tender, welcoming, well-mannered, winning

"Pretty"

alluring, appealing, attractive, beautiful, charming, cute, delightful, desirable, elegant, eye-catching, fair, fascinating, gorgeous, graceful, intriguing, lovely, pleasing, striking, stunning, sweet

"Said"

alleged, argued, asked, asserted, babbled, bellowed, bragged, commented, complained, cried, declined, demanded, denied, encouraged, expressed, giggled, growled, inquired, moaned, nagged, rebuked, rebutted, replied, rejected, retorted, roared, scolded, shrieked, shrugged, stated, taunted, vowed, warned, whined, whispered, yelled

"Went"

avoid, bolt, bound, depart, exit, escape, flee, fly, hike, hop, jaunt, jolt, journey, leap, leave, lurch, march, mosey, move, pace, parade, pass, progress, retreat, saunter, scoot, skip, split, step, stride, stroll, tour, travel, vanish

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All I Long For Is Your Touch

Chishiya Shuntaro x Reader x Niragi Suguru

(So I decided to finish this fic. I'm still working on the smut, but it will take time, because I'm not publishing it until it's finished and I'm happy with it. Which, right now, I'm not. But I like to publish my best. And you're all making me really believe in my work. So thank you for that. Next up might be either another part of the Love Line Collection, or it might be either my Karube fic or my Arisu x reader x Karube fic. We'll see.)

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Summary: Niragi just needs to be held, to hold you two close

Niragi was a lot of things. Mean, violent, a bully. He was crazy, brutal, insecure and trigger-happy. When people looked at Niragi, they didn't see someone they wanted to hug. They didn't see kindness. They didn't see a man. They saw a monster. A twisted, dark, evil monster. Some people thought they could change him. Some people thought they could make him worse. Some people just wanted a ride for the night.

Niragi felt like he was at the top of the world because he forced himself to feel like that. Plaster on a grin, grab his gun, and he was good to go. He held power at the beach in the palm of his hand. He took that power and held it close. It was a lifeline for him. But then something changed.

He met you. Sweet, kind, adorable. You held a light in your eyes that Niragi hadn't seen in a long time. Most would think that the light was something he wanted to snuff out. But no. Niragi had this sudden desire to keep that light. To keep you close to him. So he did. He flirted with you and started a friendship. He then seduced you.

Chishiya had been a strange change for Niragi. He was someone that Niragi hated. He hated how Chishiya looked down on him. Like the blonde was better than him or something. Like the blonde could see through the world he had built up and was throwing a bulldozer at his facade. The two argued like cats and dogs. But there was always something lingering. He had once hated Chishiya's eyes. But now, he felt differently. Now, when he looked at the blonde, he felt warmth flood through his veins. The idea of hurting the blonde hurt Niragi.

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Niragi made his way over to where you and Chishiya were standing. Chishiya was leaning against a wall, his usual white jacket on, partly unzipped, one hand in his pocket. The other was placed carefully on your hip. No one even noticed the two of you standing there, in the shadows.

You were as pretty as ever. Wearing a pretty purple bikini with a built-in skirt. Both guys loved your collection of bikini skirt bottoms. You were talking, a smile bright on your face. Your free hand was moving as you talked happily.

Niragi felt himself relax a little when he saw both of you. He had just been in a meeting with Hatter and Aguni, after he had finished his duties. He was stressed. The meeting had been stupid, pointless. Just a reason for Hatter to flex and show off his power. Niragi shook his head before making his way over to the two of you.

You let out a soft giggle, feeling familiar arms wrap around your waist. You knew who it was. You leant against Niragi's chest. "Hi, beautiful." He spoke as he lifted a hand to your chin, gripping it between his thumb and forefinger. He tilted your chin up to face him before he pressed a kiss to your lips.

This kiss felt different to how he normally kissed you. Niragi was always fighting for dominance; his kisses were usually rough and hungry. But right now it was soft. When you two finally parted, he looked over at Chishiya. "Pretty boy." He grabbed the blonde by the jacket and pulled him close, kissing him the same way he had kissed you. Which surprised Chishiya, but he melted into the kiss anyway.

When the two separated, Niragi let out a small sigh. "Let's go back to our room." He told the two of you before making his way over to the room the three of you shared. You bit your bottom lip as you turned to look at Chishiya in confusion. The blonde shrugged and followed after Niragi.

"You coming, baby?" Niragi's voice called out, causing you to start moving. You followed after the two, heading towards your room. Niragi opened the door, letting you and Chishiya in first. Once inside, you watched Niragi place his gun in its usual spot by his side of the bed. He leant against the wall and closed his eyes, letting out a deep sigh.

"What's wrong, honey?" You asked him as you stepped closer to him. Chishiya held back, watching the two of you. You gently cupped Niragi's cheeks in your hands.

He opened his eyes and looked at you. "Just been a long day, Princess." He told you. Chishiya could see that. Niragi's eyes looked tired. He wasn't holding himself in his usual cocky way. He looked like he needed some sleep.

Niragi let out a small huff and shook his head. "Can I-" He paused. He looked between the two of you. "Can I get a hug?" His words came out almost like a plea. So of course, you didn't hesitate. You hugged him close, arms around his neck as one of his arms wrapped around your waist. Chishiya stepped forward, letting Niragi pull in close to his body by his sleeve.

The three of you stood there for a moment, hugging and enjoying the closeness. After a moment, Chishiya pulled away. "Why don't we get comfortable on the bed?" He suggested. Niragi nodded, clearly liking the idea. The three of you moved to the bed. You all took off your shoes, Chishiya took off his jacket, and Niragi took off his shirt and jeans. The three of you wanted to get comfortable.

For the first time since you had begun dating, Niragi got onto the middle of the bed, your usual spot. When you looked at him in confusion, he held his arms out to you. You crawled onto the bed, and Niragi pulled you onto his chest, keeping you close. You both watched Chishiya get onto the bed, Niragi's arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him to his side.

So there you stayed for the rest of the evening and night. Chishiya curled into Niragi's side, his hand holding yours as you lay snuggled into Niragi's body, head on his chest. Niragi's right hand played with your hair, his left hand drew mindless patterns on Chishiya's skin. The three of you are happy, content. Niragi felt much better. All he had needed was the touch of the most precious people in his life.

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NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

A part of me wants to make a Arisu x Reader x Chishiya fic but like, my brain doesn't know how to make that work. 😭

How To Say I Love You

Chishiya Shuntaro x Reader x Niragi Suguru

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Summary: The boys tell you they love you without saying it.

I Love You. These three words held a lot of meaning and weight. These three words were both the easiest words in the world to say and yet the hardest too. Some people wanted an epic love story. One they could tell their grandkids about. Others wanted a quiet love. One that was safe and always there. Some wanted all the love they could get. To grip it tight and never let go. Others didn't think they deserved to be loved. Maybe they wanted to experience it just once. Other times it never crosses their minds.

Chishiya was someone who grew up without love. So his thoughts were simple. 'Why mourn something I never had?' But now he did have some look at what love was, a part of him didn't know how to handle it. He often tried to convince himself that it wasn't love. Maybe it was just a really strong attraction. Maybe it was his mind playing tricks on him. Maybe the borderlands had finally driven him up the walls with madness.

Niragi wanted love, but the world treated him like a monster who didn't deserve love. The bullies from his high school days made his life hell and he carried that pain and anger everywhere he went. People wanted to beat him down, so he would beat them before they got the chance. Love was something Niragi would scoff at because who needs it right?

Both did. Both men needed and wanted it. It wasn't a bad thing but both concluded it was a terrible thing to crave. When they two had met, both hated one another. Niragi hated how Chishiya was always judging him, how he could seem to look right through him. Chishiya hated how Niragi always went after someone weaker than him. That he always found himself to be the most important person in the room, and all because the dude was way too trigger-happy.

Then you came into their lives. A light. A softness. A cute sarcasm. You befriended both. Creating your own connections with them. You loved them without them realising at first. Then that first night happened. When the three of you crawled into bed and snuggled up together. The guys held you and you held them, and they held each other. Something shifted between them. Neither realised that change at first. But soon their hate for each other was changing, dissolving and paving a path for new feelings.

When Chishiya first realised that he might actually love you and Niragi. He had been with Kuina. The two were talking quietly. Niragi was on duty and you were just walking with him. Chishiya later found out that your conversation had been about ice cream flavours. But from where he had been standing, all he saw was smiles. You smiled brightly, talking with your hands as you yapped about what was on your mind. Ice cream apparently. People parted like the Red Sea as you and Niragi walked. Niragi loved it, you didn't even notice that people moved. He watched the way Niragi did his best to keep his composure. But Chishiya noticed the little smile on Niragi's lips. The one that was there when he was wholly listening to you, engaging and enjoying himself. Normally doing his job brought him joy, but right now you were the only light of happiness for the man.

"Fuck." Chihsiya whispered under his breath. It hit him hard. He wanted this forever. To watch the two of you smile, laugh and talk. The flutter in his chest, the slight bounce in his knee, the eagerness to have you both. His mind slowed to a stop as he watched you both like no one else was even there. Chishiya was pretty sure he was in love with you both.

Niragi's realisation came in the intimacy of the room you shared. It was a night like any other. The three of you were snuggled together. Your head was on Niragi's chest, legs were on Chishiya's lap. Chishiya and Niragi held hands. The three of you were just talking. Some moments were spent in silence. But it was a comfortable silence. One that didn't need to be filled. It was in that moment, as he looked at you both, smiling up at him. One smile sweet, the other holding a smugness. He knew, then and there, that this was what love was. The small moments. He knew he wanted a future with you both.

Neither were ready to say those three words out loud just yet. So they found other ways to show you and each other how they felt. Touches that lingered longer than usual. Hand holding made each other feel safe. Then there were the other things.

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Like Niragi, making sure everyone had eaten that day or Chishiya checking wounds, not because it was his job but because he cared.

Niragi would hold your hand, lifting it to his lips, kissing the back of your hand or grazing your knuckles with his lips.

Chishiya would stroke your hair, helping you to calm down after a rough day.

Niragi would listen to Chishiya's ideas. Listen to him talk about some random facts he knew.

Niragi and Chishiya would take turns brushing and styling your hair. They never said no when you offered to do their hair.

You would turn on music or sing a song you knew the boys enjoyed. Dancing with the two of them.

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"You bring joy to my life." Niragi had told you both one night as the three of you sat by the pool. No one else was there, surprisingly. A rare moment of quiet, as the Beach residents slept.

"Being with you both feels right to me." The three of you had been in the kitchen. Looking for food. You had been talking. A moment of vulnerability from Chishiya told you everything you needed to know.

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"I trust you more than I trust my own eyes." Chishiya had confessed during a game. You had come up with a plan and asked the boys if they trusted you and your judgement.

"Hear that? You make it do that." Niragi had told you one night as he held you close to his body, your head on his chest, listening to the sound of his heart beat. To say you were a giggling, flustered mess was an understatement.

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"You need to sleep. Please, just sleep." Niragi knew Chishiya hadn't been sleeping properly. He stayed up at night tinkering with his gadgets that he made. Niragi had had enough. Chishiya needed to sleep, and Niragi cared enough about him to encourage sleep. That night, Chishiya slept peacefully.

"You make every day worth waking up for!" Niragi and Chishiya had been arguing. It wasn't the best argument. They were angry. You didn't find out about what. Not until much later. All you knew was that Chishiya had been hiding something, and Niragi was angry. In a burst of his anger, he blurted out those words. It made Chishiya melt. Maybe secrets weren't always the best way to go.

"I want to share something that happened today." Chihsiya had had a tough day. And he found himself with Niragi, ready and willing to open up. It left Niragi was a warm feeling in his chest. He felt like he held all the trust of the world in his hands. And maybe that was true. Because you and Chishiya were his words. Just as he was your two's world.

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Work and Food

Yeon Si-eun x Reader x Ahn Su-ho

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Summary: Su-ho is late for work, so you all pitch in to help.

“I’m sorry I’m late Emo.” Su-ho spoke as he rushed into the restaurant, bowing as he did so. You stood between Si-eun and Beom-seok. A smile on your face as you watched Su-ho for a moment. 

“You’re very late, but you’re here. Have you eaten?” The woman asked as she looked at Su-ho. “Have you eaten?” She asked him curiously. Her eyes shifted to you, and she smiled. “I see you brought you’re better half. How are you, dear?” She asked you. 

You let out a laugh as Su-ho pouted. “I’m good. I’m sorry we got here so late.” The woman waved you off with a kind smile. Su-ho shook his head lightly. “I’ll eat later. Okay?” 

“You must have had a tough day.”

Su-ho gave a slight nod of his head before he turned to face the three of you. “We’re late because of you two. So, you’ll help out, and then we'll eat. Si-eun, let Baby take care of your hand before you help.”

“Are these your friends?” Emo asked, curiosity clear in her voice. 

You nodded with a bright smile. “They sure are. This is Oh Beom-seok, and this is Yeon Si-eun.” After the introductions, Beom-seok gave a bow and nervously said, ‘Hello’. Si-eun quickly copied his action and bowed. You couldn’t help but think of how adorable Si-eun looked right now. You turned to Su-ho, who sent you a soft smile. 

You turned back to Si-eun and held a hand out to him, giving him the option to take your hand or not. “Come on, Sweetheart. Let’s get your hand patched up.” There was that nickname again. He was sure you had called him ‘Sweetheart’ more times than his actual name at his point. Though he couldn’t say he minded. He liked the way you said it. He liked the way you called him ‘Sweetheart’ like it was his name. He liked how, when you called him that, it felt like your voice was wrapping around him like a warm, safe blanket. He couldn’t quite understand why it made his stomach flutter, though. Just like he couldn’t understand why locking eyes with Su-ho always made his heart skip a beat. 

Si-eun looked at your hand for a moment. Then his eyes fluttered between you and Su-ho. With a small sigh and one last look at your hand, Si-eun slipped his hand into yours and let you lead him away from the others. 

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Sitting at a table, you had Si-eun’s injured hand in yours. You had just finished cleaning it for him and were starting to wrap it up. Throughout the whole process, you had explained to him exactly what you were doing and why. 

Si-eun watched quietly as you worked. It was. The quiet. The feeling of being taken care of. So far, you and Su-ho had shown up for him over and over again. First, during the test. You left your test to check on him. Then, when he beat Yeong-bin, Su-ho stepped in to stop him from making a horrible mistake. You had both tried to be his voice of reason. Then, during the fight, Su-ho had swooped in like some kind of hero. You were here, patching him up. Maybe you were his guardian angels. It seemed like the two of you popped up when he needed you the most. 

“How do you know how to do this?” He finally spoke up. His chin nodded towards the first aid box on the table. 

You couldn’t help but smile. “Well, I’m not sure if you’ve noticed, but Su-ho sometimes gets in fights. Some are intentional and some aren’t. But either way, I got tired of seeing him bleeding. So I learnt pretty quickly how to clean and bandage a wound. Sometimes he walks away without a scratch, but other times- ” Your voice trailed off for a moment. You shook your head and finished tending to Si-eun’s hand as you spoke again. “It’s my way of keeping him safe. Of showing him I care. That I’ll be by his side, no matter what.” You smiled softly and turned Si-eun’s hand over so it was palm up. 

His eyes drifted towards the locket that sat on your chest. A pretty heart. You always seemed to wear it. Whenever he saw you, the locket was always there too. You smiled when you noticed he was looking at it. You opened it up. 

“Su-ho got it for my birthday with some help from my mum. It only has one picture so far. Su-ho said he wanted me to take time adding to it.” The only picture was in the first slot. A picture of you and Su-ho. The two of you wrapped in each other’s arms, your back was lying against Su-ho’s chest, his arms held you, pressing a kiss to your temple as you sat on the sand, the ocean and sunset being the perfect backdrop. It had been a magical day. 

“It’s pretty.” Si-eun told you with a small nod of his head. Though he wasn't sure if he meant the locket itself or the picture.

Your heart swelled. “Thank you. Who knows, you might find your way into the locket one day.” You winked. “Right, all done, you were a great patient. Which means you get a lollipop.” You unzipped your bag before pulling out a bag of colourful, heart-shaped lollipops. “I have all the different flavours. Strawberry, cherry, apple, raspberry, blueberry, coconut, orange, watermelon, mango-”

“Is there a flavour you don’t have?” Si-eun asked you with a raised eyebrow. Did you really just carry lollipops around in your bag all day? Of course you did, you were that kind of girl. 

You shook your head, flushed a little. “Um, I don’t think so. Oh, I don’t have lime. I ran out after my dad stole the last one.” You shrugged. You opened your bag again and pulled out a bag of only red lollipops. He watched curiously as you pulled out a bright red one. “How about strawberry? It’s my favourite flavour. I don’t let anyone have these, well, except for Su-ho.” 

Oh, it was so incredibly sweet of you. You were letting him have your favourite flavour. A flavour that you kept in a different bag from the other lollipops. A flavour that you only let your boyfriend have. He watched as you lifted his hand, placing a soft kiss on his palm before placing the lollipop there. You stood up and placed the rest of the lollipops away. You then cleaned everything up and closed the first aid box.

“I’m gonna go but this way. Why don’t you go and find Su-ho? See what he needs help with? Sound good, Sweetheart?” You asked him curiously.

Si-eun could only nod as he began walking off in the direction he saw Su-ho go. Not once did his grip loosen on the lollipop in his hand. In the hand you had kissed. A silent hope settled in his heart. He wanted a place in your locket.

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Si-eun’s first task was to mop the floor. Su-ho had given him the task after noticing the quiet boy coming his way. He, of course, had noticed the lollipop. He made sure to tell Si-eun to make the floors ‘sparkle’ Whilst Si-eun mopped the floor, Beom-seok was washing up in the kitchen with Emo. 

Si-eun’s second job was to help Su-ho put away the new bottles on the bridge. Su-ho carried two crates like it was nothing, while Si-eun struggled with the last one. He sat on a chair and handed Su-ho the bottles one by one as Su-ho put them away. From where he sat, Si-eun could see you fluttering around the restaurant. You were a pretty waitress. 

“Do you work two jobs every day?” Si-eun asked as he picked up another bottle. 

“What?” Su-ho asked, Si-eun’s voice had snapped him out of his own thoughts. “I only deliver food three days a week, not every day.” Su-ho explained as he continued putting the bottles in the fridge.

“Isn’t it hard?”

Su-ho took the next bottle from Si-eun, his hand gripping the middle of the bottle, causing his and Si-eun’s fingers to brush lightly. Su-ho smiled. “It’s no big deal. I work for a moving company on weekends. Why?” He asked curiously, causing Si-eun to finally meet his eyes. There was that smile, still sat on Su-ho’s lips. “Do I seem too mature to you? Or what?” He tossed the bottle up slightly, turning it and catching it by the neck. He then placed it in the fridge. Never once did Si-eun look away. Not until new customers came in.

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From his spot at the table, Si-eun watched as you and Su-ho moved in sync, like a well-oiled machine. One cleaned tables while the other brought out food, and one took orders while the other brought drinks. He noticed how whenever the two of you passed one another, you’d touch. A brush of the hands or Su-ho would squeeze your hips, or you’d place a kiss on his cheek. You both smiled at each other and remained professional. 

His attention was drawn away from the two of you to Beom-seok. He was apologising for the mock test. Si-eun forgave him. He knew Yeong-bin had threatened Beom-seok. So he chose to move on from the grudge. 

“Ah, I’m hungry.” Su-ho spoke as he walked over to the table. He sat down. He patted the space beside him for you. You sat down in the seat between Su-ho and Si-eun. The two males watched Su-ho as he got some lettuce and began to add meat and a few other things. He then folded it and shoved it into his mouth. 

“Does it taste better like that?” Beom-seok asked curiously.. 

Su-ho gave him a thumbs up as he chewed. He then immediately began making one for you. He swallowed his food and looked at you, holding his creation in his hands. “Open up, baby.” You giggled and opened your mouth, letting Su-ho gently shove the food into your mouth. You happily chewed on it, the flavours instantly hitting your taste buds. 

“I’ll try it.” Beom-seok said as he made his own. He balled it up and shoved it into his mouth. He smiled and nodded as he chewed it. 

“It’s killer, yeah?” Su-ho asked, proud that another person liked his way of eating. 

“It’s hot,” Beom-seok spoke. “So hot.” He tried not to laugh since his mouth was full. 

You were happily eating your food and taking pictures as Su-ho began making a third one. “Well, dear Si-eun-ssi, wanna try? Meat’s always better when you stuff your mouth and eat it in one bite.” Su-ho spoke up.

"Know that from experience, do you?" You asked your boyfriend in a teasing tone, a grin on your lips.

Su-ho poked you in the side. "Yah! You're such a brat sometimes."

“You can eat it.” Si-eun told him as he focused on the food in front of him.

“Ah, Hey. No one’s ever lost anything from listening to me. So come on now. Mmm? Say ‘Aah’.” He screwed up the lettice held it across you and toward Si-eun. 

Si-eun leaned away. “Are your hands clean?”

You couldn’t help but laugh as Su-ho's face dropped in surprise and sight of offence. “What the? … This guy had no idea. Food tastes better this way. All right? It’s okay. ‘Aah. aah!’ Baby can feed you instead if you want? You’ll take a lollipop from her but not this from me. Double standards. Come on, ‘Aha’, Open up. ‘Aah!’ Yeah.” 

Si-eun finally opened his mouth as Su-ho leaned over you to get the food closer to Si-eun’s mouth. Su-ho saw the opportunity and shoved the food into Si-eun’s mouth, his fingers pressing against the smaller male’s lips. He pulled away as Si-eun used his tongue to drag some of the lettuce that was on his lips into his mouth. He chewed, never once breaking eye contact with Su-ho.

“It’s good? Awesome, right?” Your boyfriend spoke as he sat up. “Right?” He was smiling brightly, happy that he had gotten Si-eun to try the food his way. It was a victory. And whilst Si-eun said nothing, there was this flicker in his eyes that showed that yes, he did enjoy it. That was enough for Su-ho.

You happily ate your food as you listened to Su-ho and Beom-seok talk. 

“The meat is great.”

“It is. Come whenever you want.”

“Can I really?”

“Yeah, of course.”

You looked between the boys. “Hey, pass me your phones and I’ll add mine and Su-ho’s numbers.” You said as you held your hand out to Si-eun and Beom-seok. Beom-seok didn’t even think twice before he gave you his phone. You grabbed your phone and added his number before sending a quick text saying ‘Hi’. You then saved your number in his phone and named your contact with your name. You then did the same with Su-ho’s phone before passing Beom-seok his phone back. 

You then turned to Si-eun and smiled sweetly. You held your hand out for his phone. “Pretty please? I'll even download those songs for you as well.”

Su-ho shook his head. "Say no. Once she drags you into her obsession with Stray Kids, there is no escaping. Trust me." 

You glared playfully at your boyfriend. "You weren't saying that when you were singing 'Thunderous' in the shower last night or commenting about how pretty Felix is. Admit it, you're a fan."

Si-eun was silent as he watched the two of you for a moment. But he handed his phone over nonetheless. He watched you smile in excitement. He watched you add his number to Su-ho’s phone, saving him as ‘Baby Boy, 🩵’ and send a test. You then saved Su-ho's number in Si-eun’s phone as ‘Guardian Angel ❤ ’. 

You then did the same, but with your phone. You saved Si-eun’s number in your own phone as ‘Sweetheart 🩵’ before saving your number in his phone as ‘Pretty Angel 💜’. His eyes widened slightly. You had saved him as Swetheart. 

You looked at Si-eun and smiled. You began making a playlist for him of different songs for him to try. Some of your taste, some of Su-ho's and some that you thought would just fit Si-eun. You titled the playlist for him as 'Songs from the Angels.'

“Do you have Instagram?” You asked Si-eun and Beom-seok curiously. You smiled when Beom-seok told you he did.

“No.” You gasped at Si-eun’s words. 

“That’s downright criminal. I’m making you an account so you can follow me.” You told him as you downloaded the app on his phone. He should have stopped you. A part of him wanted to, but you seemed so happy, so he let you do it. 

It didn’t actually take you long to make Si-eun an account. The first thing you did was follow yourself, Su-ho and Beom-seok. You then took a couple of pictures and posted them as Si-eun’s first post. It was of the four of you, of the food. You made sure to tag yourself, Su-ho and Beom-seok. You then gave Si-eun his phone back. 

“If you don’t like it, you can delete the app. Su-ho deleted the app months ago. He only posts on my phone for important days or when I force him to. Otherwise, he’d never touch the app again. I like it, though. It holds a lot of good memories.” You told him as you picked up your phone to make your phone post with the pictures you took of the food, yourself and the boys. You made sure to tag Si-eun in the picture and video of Su-ho feeding him. 

The four of you stayed there for a while. Happy, enjoying each other’s company, getting to know each other past names and reputations. 

Later that night, Beom-seok looked through your and Su-ho’s Instagrams. Su-ho had worked, leaving your home with a kiss on your forehead, a bento box in hand and the promise to be safe. You fell asleep shortly after his departure, curled up in bed, hugging your Bbokari plush close to your chest. Your Jiniret plush lay in Su-ho's empty space in the bed. Si-eun fell asleep at his desk. he had been studying, though on his phone was the post you had tagged him in. The post he had liked just before drifting off to sleep.

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Hello.

Did..Did I read that right? I'm your new favorite writer? Give me a minute to go scream into my pillow from excitement. That is such an honour. Thank you so so much. I can't stop smiling.

Onto your question, I've never written smut before. I could try. I'm not sure if it would be any good. But I was totally down to at least attempt it. Because to be fair, I do have an idea that I wanted to possibly test out with the reader and our boys. So yeah, smut may be coming our way. But no promises on it being good, cuz I have no idea what I'm doing. But we'll see.

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You were made to be mine

Arisu Ryohei x Reader x Karube Daikichi

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Summary: Fluffy moment with you and your boyfriends.

Karube couldn't stop the smile on his face. He had just returned inside after smoking on the balcony, only to find you and Arisu in the kitchen. He watched the two of you move around. Arisu was making ramen for the three of you. It was one of the things he was good at when it came to making food. You stood beside him, making drinks. You were making hot chocolate for the three of you.

"Stop!" Your voice filled the space with a laugh. Arisu was sneaking marshmallows again, well, sneaking wasn't the right word since he was looking in your eyes as he did it. "Don't eat them all, we need them for the hot chocolate." You're voice came out a little whinier than you had intended. You reached for the bag of mini marshmallows, only for Arisu to grab the bag before you could.

"Arisu!" You tried to grab the bag, but he kept dodging you. It was then that Karube let out a chuckle, his voice reaching both of your ears. Causing the two of you to look at him. Both you and Arisu looked up at Karube with bright, happy smiles.

You looked from Karube to Arisu and then back at your taller boyfriend. You pouted and walked over to Karube. "Babe, Arisu's being mean." You told him. "How am I supposed to finish our drinks if he keeps stealing all the marshmallows?" You asked him, big eyes looking up at him. Your eyelashes batted slightly. You knew you had both of your boyfriends wrapped around your little finger.

Karube let out another chuckle. "Arisu, don't be mean to our baby." He told him as he cupped your cheeks in his hands. Karube placed a kiss on your forehead. The kiss, though small, made your heart leap. Whilst yes, kisses on the lips were always knee quivering. Smaller kisses like on the forehead, your temple, your cheeks, your nose and knuckles never ceased to make you swoon. It never mattered which of your boys kissed you or where, they both always left you feeling warm, fuzzy and like you could just melt.

Arisu stepped forward, placing the marshmallows down and grinning. He walked up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "Aw, I'm sorry, pretty." He said as he hid his face in the crook of your neck for a moment. He placed a kiss on your neck before looking up at Karube. He licked his bottom lip. Karube instantly knew what Arisu wanted.

Karube leant forward, brushing his lips against Arisu's. So close, almost kissing. And just as Arisu began to move forward, Karube pulled away. He removed his right hand from your cheek, placing it in Arisu's hair, yanking on it, causing Arisu's head to tilt back. "Be a good boy and you'll get your kiss."

The two stared at each other for a moment. Karube had always been the more dominant one out of the three of you. Your giggles caused the two to look at you. They watched you walk over to the three cups to continue making the hot chocolates. You grabbed the whipped cream, putting on more than nessacery, then came the marshmallows and a flake. You put cinnamon on each hot chocolate and some sprinkles.

You stepped back and grinned. "Perfect." You turned to the two. The two males just watched you for a moment. Both smiling. It was a simple task. Making hot chocolate and decorating it. You had made it a little messy, and one of the cups was overflowing with cream, but it was these moments that the two seemed to love you the most. The small moments. The moments when you're happy, proud of yourself. Where you have that twinkle in your eyes from completing a task. Where you had that adorable smile on your face, looking at them for their opinions. Because they mattered. Their opinions mattered to you. Just like how your opinion mattered to them. As did each other's.

"Let's eat." Karube stated. He walked over, grabbing his cup of hot chocolate and his bowl of ramen. "You two work well in the kitchen." He stated as he looked at you and Arisu. This wasn't anything new, but it made you both beam with pride. Because you did work well together. All three of you did. It didn't matter what you were doing, cooking, cleaning, going on a walk or playing a game, the three of you worked so well. You knew each other. You felt safe and connected.

You and Arisu grabbed your things and followed Karube to the table. The table wasn't terribly big, but it had enough space for four. You, Arisu, Karube and Chota. Because Chota came over often. So why wouldn't he have his own chair? Why wouldn't he have his own place mat and cup?

But for today, it was just you and your boyfriends, in your home. Together. Sitting around your table, making a mess with your hot chocolates and eating your ramen. Laughing, talking. You were happy. All three of you were.

Moments like these were worth everything.

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