He Looks So Good Oh My God

What have the protests accomplished?

5/26 4 officers fired for murdering George Floyd 5/27 Charges dropped for Kenneth Walker (Breonna Taylor’s boyfriend, who police accused of killing her) 5/28 University of Minnesota cancels contract with police 5/28 3rd precinct police station neutralized by protesters 5/28 Minneapolis transit union refuses to bring police officers to protests or transport arrested protesters 5/29 Activists commandeer Minneapolis hotel to provide shelter to homeless 5/29 Former officer Chauvin arrested and charged with murder 5/29 Louisville Mayor suspends “no-knock” warrants 5/30 US Embassies across Africa condemn police murder of George Floyd 5/30 Minnesota Attorney General Keith Ellison takes over prosecution of the murdering officer 5/30 Transport Workers Union refuses to help NYPD transport arrests protesters 5/30 Maryland lawmakers forming work group on police reform, accountability 5/31 2 abusive officers fired for pulling a couple out of their car and tasing them - Atlanta, GA 6/1 Minneapolis public schools end contract with police 6/1 Confederate monument removed after being toppled by protesters - Birmingham, AL 6/1 CA prosecutors launch campaign to stop DAs from accepting police union money 6/1 Tulsa Mayor agrees to not renew Live PD contract 6/1 Louisville police chief fired after shooting of David Mcatee 6/1 Congress begins bipartisan push to cut off police access to military gear 6/1 Atlanta announces plans to create a task force and public database to track police brutality in metro Atlanta area 6/2 Minneapolis AFL-CIO calls for resignation of police union president Bob Kroll, a vocal white supremest 6/2 Pittsburgh transit union announces refusal to transport police officers or arrest protesters 6/2 Racist ex-mayor Frank Rizzo statue removed in Philadelphia 6/2 6 abusive officers charged for violence against residents and protesters - Atlanta, GA 6/2 Civil rights investigation of Minneapolis Police Dept launched 6/2 San Francisco resolution to prevent law enforcement from hiring officers with history of misconduct 6/2 Survey indicates that 64% of those polled are sympathetic to protesters, 47% disapprove of police handling of the protests, and 54% think the burning down of the Minneapolis police precinct was fully or partially justified 6/2 Trenton NJ announces policing reforms 6/2 Minneapolis City Council members consider disbanding the police 6/2 Confederate statue removed from Alexandria, VA 6/3 Officer fired for tweets promoting violence against protesters - Denver, CO 6/3 Walker Art Center and the Minneapolis Institute of Art cut ties with the MPD 6/3 Chauvin charges upgraded to second degree murder, remaining 3 officers also charged and taken into custody 6/3 Richmond VA Mayor Stoney announces RPD reform measures: establish “Marcus” alert for folks experiencing mental health crises, establish independent Citizen Review Board, an ordinance to remove Confederate monuments, and implement racial equity study 6/3 County commissioners deny proposal for $23 million expansion of Fulton County jail 6/3 Minneapolis Park and Recreation Board unanimously votes to sever ties with MPD 6/3 Seattle withdraws request to end federal oversight/consent decree of police department 6/3 Breonna Taylor’s case reopened 6/3 Louisville police department (Breonna Taylor’s murderers) will now be under review from an outside agency, which will include review on training, bias-free policing and accountability 6/3 Colorado lawmakers introduce a police reform bill that includes body cam laws, repealing the “fleeing felon” statute, and banning chokeholds 6/3 Los Angeles Mayor Eric Garcetti announces plans to reduce funding to police department by $150M and instead invest in minority communities 6/4 Virginia governor announces plans to remove Robert E. Lee statue from Richmond 6/4 Portland schools superintendent discontinues presence of armed police officers in schools 6/4 MBTA (Metro Boston) board orders that buses wont transport police to protests, or protesters to police 6/4 King County Labor Federation issues ultimatum to police unions: admit to and address racism in Seattle PD, or be removed 6/5 City of Minneapolis bans all chokeholds by police 6/5 Racist ex-mayor Hubbard statue removed - Dearborn, MI 6/5 NFL condemns racism and admits it should have listened to players’ protests 6/5 California Governor Gavin Newsom calls for statewide use-of-force standard made along with community leaders and ban on carotid holds 6/5 2 Buffalo officers suspended within a day of pushing 75 year old protester to the ground, and lying about it 6/5 2 NYPD officers suspended after videos of violence to protesters 6/5 The US Marines bans display of the Confederate flag 6/5 Dallas adopts a “duty to intervene” rule that requires officers to stop other cops who are engaging in excessive use of force 6/5 Dallas City Manager T.C. Broadnax releases an 11-point action plan for immediate police reforms 6/6 Statue of Confederate general Williams Carter Wickham torn down - Richmond, VA 6/6 2 Buffalo officers charged with second-degree assault for shoving elderly man 6/6 San Francisco Mayor London Breed announces effort to defund police and redirect funds to Black community 6/7 Frank Rizzo mural removed, to be replaced with new artwork - Philadelphia, PA 6/7 Minneapolis City Council members announce intent to disband the police department, invest in proven community-led public safety 6/7 Protesters in Bristol topple statue of slave trader Edward Colston, throw it in the river 6/7 NYC Mayor Bill de Blasio vows for the first time to cut funding for NYPD, redirect to social services 6/7 A Virginia police officer faces charges after using a stun gun on a black man 6/8 NY State Assembly passes the Eric Garner Anti-Chokehold Act 6/8 Democrats in Congress unveil a bill to rein in bias and excessive force in policing 6/8 Black lawmakers block a legislative session in Pennsylvania to demand action on police reform 6/8 France bans police use of chokeholds 6/8 Seattle council members join calls to defund police department 6/8 Boston reevaluates how it funds police department 6/8 Honolulu Police Commission nominees voice support for more transparency, reforms 6/8 Rights groups and Floyd’s family call for a UN inquiry into American policing and help with systemic police reform

No, it’s not enough, but this is only the beginning. Keep fighting!!!

(This list comes from Mara Ahmed’s blog post and was compiled by Fahd Ahmed; I added sources and new entries. Please reblog with further additions.)

“you left the door unlocked?” atsumu calls out to you the second he enters your apartment, heavy bags of laundry and groceries occupying his arms, and with another second, you meet him in the kitchen.

“oh hey!” you chime, “you’re home!”

and atsumu looks at you, “you left the door unlocked!”

“it’s a safe neighborhood.” you shrug, tittering as you ignore his antics, and you walk over closer to him to welcome him home.

it’s been a long day without atsumu — he has his volleyball career and you have your college, but even after all that, he is still your husband, and it’s only right that you get to miss him.

atsumu settles down the bags he carried on the kitchen counter, a hand on his hip, and he turns your hug away.

he tells you, “what if a psychopathic maniac walked in?”

“well, then i would’ve said; hi tsumu, how was your day?” you smile, rolling your eyes at his chattering, and you attempt to hug him again despite your first attempt being futile.

atsumu smiles, his own cheshire grin, and he likes that he goes home to you, likes that no matter how tiring his day gets, he’ll always have you to come home to.

he lets you welcome him into a hug, and he smiles, and he laughs, saying, “i picked up the laundry - separated your whites from my reds, i didn’t make that mistake again - and i picked up those highlighters you were eyeing the last time we went by there, and, oh wait — ”

he stops talking, walking over to your side of the room, and atsumu says, “pause.”

“what?” you laugh, raising a brow at his actions, and you’re pulled into his arms - he smells like the sun and fresh cologne - and you’re quick to ease into him.

he smiles, “pause.”

you titter, “why?”

and he tells you, “kiss.”

so you laugh thinking he’s joking, but you stop your sentences anyways, pushing his hair away from his face, and you let him kiss you - smiley, toothy, consecutive kisses - and he doesn’t let you pull away.

atsumu’s arms locks behind your hips, pushing you against the kitchen sink, kissing you one after the other, and he pulls away, taking the free second as an opportunity to calm the atmosphere down.

it’s been a long day of volleyball, a long day without you, and it’s nice to just have you so close to him even for a little while.

you smile, your nose almost touching his, and you say, “so you were telling me about highlighters?”

“is that all you want from me?” he asks, faking a dramatic sigh.

and you nod, “i married you for that exact reason, miya - a set of highlighters.”

and atsumu scoffs, “well, miya, i didn’t hear you mention them in your vows.”

the high of the moment ends, his laughter dies down with yours, but neither of you move away from each other - just comfort in the closeness of being together again.

you married this man. you’re barely 20, and you’ve actually married this man - taken his name as your own - and you’re still deciding if that’s a good thing or not.

his nose brushes against yours, and you stare at his face long enough to see a subtle blue discoloration just above his eyebrow.

“you have a bruise.” you frown, pointing out what you see as you trace over it with your finger.

atsumu nods, wincing when you touch too hard over it, “got hit in the face with a ball.”

“does it hurt?” you ask, a bit gentler this time.

and he tells you, “nothing i can’t handle.”

atsumu feels your hand settle on his cheek, his bruised, sore cheek, and he feels how gentle you are with it — like you’re scared to hurt him, and he pushes his face deeper into your palm.

you could never hurt him.

your voice is soft, “wanna go to bed?”

he would go anywhere with you.

atsumu nods, and he laughs, “but we are so not leaving that door unlocked.”

it’s only been a few months since you and atsumu got married — just young kids, signing contracts, sharing names and spitting vows — but he’d like to think that it’s going well, he’d like to think this would last, he’d like to think that you love marrying him as much as he does.

After you’re both finished with dinner, he picks you up and carries you off to your bedroom. He sets you down carefully before sitting next to you.

“I appreciate your efforts wholly, and the energy you invest in me.” He kisses your forehead.

“Is there anything I can do to make you feel loved as well, dear?”

- Wakatoshi Ushijima

I wrap my arms around the back of his neck and hold him close to my smaller frame. “Just kisses.” I mumble sheepishly against his chest. “Thank you for breakfast Ushijima-Kun, it was delicious.” As I kick off my pants and opt for shorts, I crawl back into his large embrace and mention, “Well...Maybe...We could take a bath together?”

Not sure if I’m doing this right, but here’s my request for your Valentine’s Day event! I read your previous ones and they’re so great 😍

Can I please request the “smiling into a kiss” for Nanami, adding that Gojou and Yuuji/the other kids walk in and sees?

Female reader please 🥰

Thanks for requesting! 😊💕 I hope you enjoy!

Note: Some suggestive comments and memories.

• • •

Nanami + “smiling into a kiss” + others walk in

When you see Nanami’s text, you wave at Gojo to get his attention. He’s currently holding court on a nearby couch, bragging to the first years about how much chocolate he receives each year on Valentine’s Day. Only Yuuji seems to be paying attention, while Nobara scrolls on her phone and Megumi looks painfully bored.

“I need to step out for a minute. Feel free to start the lesson without me.”

Gojo lazily shoos you away. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep your kiddos out of trouble.”

The “kiddos” in question, the Jujutsu Tech second years, turn in eerie unison to give him a collectively-disparaging look.

“Oi,” Maki grumbles. “Are you actually going to teach today, or just talk about your imaginary girlfriends?”

You miss Gojo’s affronted response as you slip outside and find Nanami waiting for you on the front steps, a carefully-wrapped bento box in his hand.

“You forgot your lunch this morning,” he chides, but his words are soft.

“I can’t feel too bad,” you say, offering him a bright smile, “because now I get to see you. Working late today?”

“Not if I can help it.” His voice is serious as he readjusts his glasses. “I’ve made very important plans.”

You raise your eyebrows. “Is that so?”

Nanami’s free hand tenses at his side, resisting the urge to touch you. He generally avoids public displays of affection, even now, after you’ve managed to somewhat weaken his resolve over these past six months. Private ones, however, are an entirely different story...

“You said you didn’t want to go out for Valentine’s Day. So, we’ll cook dinner together at my place. I’ll buy groceries on the way home. We can listen to some music —”

“Your smooth jazz playlist?” you tease.

“— open a bottle of wine...” He keeps talking, ignoring your jest with a wry smile. “You could probably use a back massage.”

You sigh happily at the prospect of his deft hands kneading the tension from your muscles. “You’re too good to me.”

“No such thing.” He reaches up and tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear. “And after that...”

You know that look in his eyes. It reminds you of things you definitely should not be thinking about during the workday.

“We can sleep in tomorrow,” you murmur. “Wake up late...”

“You’re terrible.”

“For suggesting that we relax?”

Nanami looks mildly exasperated. “You know exactly what you’re doing.”

“I know, I know... I’m a foul temptress.”

“Among other things.”

You laugh. “But don’t lie to me, Nanami Kento. I know you were thinking the same thing.”

He reaches out, fingers sweeping across your cheek, tracing the line of your jaw down to your mouth. “I used to have rules, you know.”

“Don’t worry. You still do.” You tilt your head down just enough for your lips to brush against his fingertips. “You just bend them a little more these days.”

“How unfortunate,” he murmurs, grasping your chin before kissing you. It’s soft and tender, a hint of more to come later this evening.

“Senseeeei, we need your — WHOA!”

Nanami flinches at the sound of Yuuji’s voice and quickly pulls away. The look on his face is a priceless combination of shock, embarrassment, and annoyance, and you try — and fail — to hold back a laugh.

When you turn around, you see that Yuuji, Nobara, and Gojo are crowding around one another in the doorway. While Yuuji looks astounded, Nobara looks smug, and Gojo is clapping his hands together.

“Do it again!” he cheers, and you can feel Nanami bristling behind you.

Nobara vanishes, shouting, “Panda! You owe me 1,000 yen!”

And Yuuji, having shaken off the initial surprise, looks back and forth between you and Nanami with a wide, bright smile. “I didn’t know you were together! So cute! Nanamin has a girlfriend!”

But then his expression abruptly shifts to one of fear, and Gojo grabs his shoulders, pulling him back toward safety. “We’ll just... leave you two lovebirds alone! Nothing to see here...” 

You wonder just how terrifying Nanami looks, looming behind you. But by the time you turn around, he merely looks tired, pinching the bridge of his nose with a long sigh.

“Has your reputation been ruined?”

He shakes his head. “This is why —”

“— you keep your work and personal life separate, I know. It makes sense.” You take the bento box from him, allowing your fingers to slide over his in a small, comforting gesture.

“That being said,” he continues, gazing at you fondly, “I’d be lying if I said I completely regretted it. What have you done to me?”

“Stolen your heart. No big deal.” You wink at him, inspiring a huff of laughter in response.

“You’re impossible.”

And you know he means it in the best way — that you’re the one thing in his life he never could have expected, an impossible wish that somehow came true, taking him by complete surprise.

When he first explained it to you, the two of you were tangled in your bedsheets, his face pressed into the crook of your neck, your fingers threaded through his soft hair, which smelled like your shampoo. It was so late it was early, and his lips had been loosened by exhaustion and contentment, mumbling pure poetry into your ear as sleep slowly overtook you.

Now, you reach out and squeeze his hand. “I love you, too, Kento.”

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Pairing: Osamu x f!Reader, Atsumu

Angst

Warnings: fighting, screaming, cursing, mentions of cheating, Osamu being a major dick, grammar mistakes

A/N: why the fuck is Osamu so pathetic in this… he has done lost his damn mind. also this is only part one of the twins’ confrontation so there’s more, don’t worry. the mistress’s pov is the next chapter 👀.

His Covert Affair, Your Brewing Storms 

Day after day, Osamu was forced to watch as you put your things into boxes and carried them to his brother’s condo. Osamu dreaded going home every day to an almost empty house. The playpen that used to occupy the living room and your missing clothes in the once shared closet was a constant reminder that you weren’t coming back. Every time you walked out the door, you took pieces of his shattered heart with you. 

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oh my god

clouds.

pairing: fem!reader, gojo satoru.

genre: angst, smut.

summary: ignorance is a bliss.

cw: age gap, manipulation, violence, cursing.

wordcout: 2.7k.

you and gojo met a long time ago, through mutual friends.

one of your friends was dating one of gojo’s friends. sheer coincidence, you thought.

you two would meet often, along your friends. for some reason, you and gojo happened to be intimate friends of each friend in common, so you’d often find yourself sitting by gojo’s side while the couple chatted and kissed lovingly. gojo didn’t talk to you at first, neither did you. he was older than you, much more, and you were too intimidated by his appearance. you’d rather stay in silence then talk to him and make yourself look like a fool.

but gojo wasn’t like that - at first.

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mattsun x makki x reader; kissing lessons

a/n: this has been in my drafts for so long, figured might as well post it haha. idk it was funny to write bc i love matsuhana & want to be besties with them so badly

“Dude, she was bawling and I only put the tip in!” Mattsun and Makki were currently exchanging stories from their oh so impressive sex lives.

“No..fucking way.” Makki’s mouth hung agape.

“Told her she could just suck my dick instead, but guess what sh...” Mattsun continued to indulge him, but you stopped listening.

You were always honored to witness the enlightening conversation that took place every time you hung out. Note the sarcasm. The only difference was, the conversations always centered around a new hookup.

You released a long and loud groan that caught their attention when you couldn’t block them out.

“You guys never shut up, do you?” You facepalmed. Their attention now shifted over to you.

“Hey, princess,” Mattsun started, “don’t get jealous we actually get action.” He slapped Makki’s chest and prompted the laughing.

You turned your head, shooting a sharp glare in their direction.

“I get action.” You barked. 

The two boys sarcastically nodded at your statement.

“Makki,” Mattsun eyed your shared best friend.

“Yeah, Mattsun?” Makki gleamed.

“Remind me the last time Y/N got some action.”

The peach-haired boy hummed for what felt like forever, running circles over his chin, pretending to think before he came to a sudden pause.

“Ahh.” Makki finally spoke. “Remember that boyfriend of hers in junior high?” He reminded him.

“Junior high!” Mattsun exclaimed at you, slapping a hand down on Makki’s shoulder. You only rolled your eyes.

“Does that even count though? They broke up after like two days.”

“Humor us, Y/N,” Your smug brute of a best friend smirked, “why did you break up after only two days?” You wanted to bite off the two digits Mattsun held in front of his face. The elbow he had on the kitchen island propped up his hand which held the weight of his big ol’ head. He was so amused, completely enjoying tormenting you.

“It’s really none of your business.” You spat. You couldn’t even call him an ex. Your body cringed at the memory of the breakup text you received from him. You weren’t bothered by his form of communication as much as you were the reason he decided to dump you after two days.

You heard Mattsun’s “Oooo” and that only meant he was going to provoke you.

“What? Did he hate the way you’d profusely sweat while holding his hand?”

You rolled your eyes even harder at him if that was possible.

“Or did he find out you were the worst kisser ever?”

Your body tensed up at those last set of words. And to your luck, it didn’t go unnoticed by thing 1 and thing 2. They also took notice of the way your hands tightened around the pillow you were holding.

“No...” Mattsun started,

“Way.” Makki finished. They looked between each other, then at you.

“W-what?” You stuttered, trying to register what they were thinking.

Only they didn’t answer you. Your two best friends only howled and broke into loud fits of laughter. You couldn’t believe you had given yourself away that easily. Stupid stupid body. Screw you, sympathetic nervous system!

You began to protest, mentioning that you were young and inexperienced, but your voice was overshadowed by the boisterous laughing. You huffed and dramatically crossed your arms and waited for them to be done laughing at your trauma. Could you even call it that? Yes, yes you could.

“Y/N probably kissed him like this.” Mattsun stuck out his tongue and messily emphasized the actions of what looked like a makeout. You turned your gaze to your second best friend.

“Maakkiii, please make him stop, puh-leaze!.” You begged him with your eyes.

Makki tried to stifle a laugh, but it was very apparent he himself was struggling very much. “Mattsun, knock it off.” He said in between laughs. Except Mattsun only continued, pretending to grope the air now. Makki’s laughter only boiled over. So much for his help.

You aggressively threw your head back into the couch, drowning your face into the pillow you held. You groaned into it. They were never going to let you live this down. Why didn’t you think to come up with a good lie, at the very least?

You were so busy groaning and scolding yourself that you hadn’t noticed Mattsun and Makki move from their spot in the kitchen until you felt the pillow on your face slowly being uncovered. You were greeted by a wide grinning Mattsun who sat to your right side. Makki sat on the other. They seemed to have collected themselves for the time being.

“Okay, I’m done.” Mattsun raised his hands in defeat. Makki nodded to confirm it was, indeed, true. You huffed air from your chest.

“We’re sure you’re a lot better now, Y/N.” Makki reassured you. And you were sure he’d be right--that’s if you hadn’t taken a vow to never kiss a guy after the day your little heart was shattered. You took your bottom lip between your teeth and chewed.

“Uh oh, Makki. Y/N’s doing that thing.” Mattsun glanced over at Makki. He shook his head disapprovingly.

“Y/N,” Makki spoke, “you only do that when you’re hiding something or when you’ve been caught red-handed. So which is it?”

“What? That’s so not tru—” You noticed the shared expression on their faces. It was one that called your bluff. “Okay, fine! I...never kissed anyone after him.” You softly whispered, eyes focused on your lap.

You heard a groan escape from Mattsun’s lips.

“Our sweet sweet innocent little Y/N. You know you could’ve just asked us for help.” He dragged a finger under your chin. You glanced up at him then at Makki.

“Yeah, we totally would’ve.”

“But y’know, It’s not too late to ask.” Mattsun spoke slowly. You glanced between him and Makki to make sure they weren’t pulling some joke on you. There was no sign of mischief.

“B-but we’re friends.” You brought to their attention. Makki only chuckled.

“And aren’t we supposed to help a friend in need?”

You hesitated but silently nodded.

“So go on, ask us.” Mattsun smirked. He couldn’t be serious...if his idea of helping was humiliation then he’s got it down. You glanced at Makki for aid, but he only mirrored Mattsun. Wow, he truly was no help today. You decided to swallow your pride.

“Could you guys,” You closed your eyes to block out their annoyingly eager expressions, “please help me?”

“How so?” Mattsun further asked. You shot your eyes open.

“MATSUKAWA ISSEI, I AM NOT GOING TO FORMALLY ASK YOU TO GIVE ME KISSING LESSONS!” You almost bit his head off. You heard Makki laughing to your left.

“I’m only teasing you, didn’t hafta pull out the full name, mom. So much for no formality.” Mattsun chuckled.

“Well, now that that’s that,” Makki clapped his hands. “how should we do this?” You had no idea, but were relieved when they began to talk amongst themselves, almost like you weren’t even there.

“Since I’m pretty well versed in this field, if I do say so myself, I think it’s only right I teach her first.” Mattsun declared.

You rolled your eyes. “We get it, Mattsun, you’re quite the bachelor.” It was Makki’s turn to chuckle.

“Well, go on, babe.” A chill ran down your spine at the new pet name Makki granted you. You felt Mattsun’s finger back under your chin. This time, he was closing the distance between your faces. He halted when your lips were only a centimeter apart.

“I’ll lead, you follow.” He whispered. You only hummed in affirmation, too flustered to say anything. Mattsun personally admired the nervousness that was written all over your face. It boosted his ego knowing it made you this uneasy to be so close to him.

You felt your breath hitch when Mattsun closed the gap between you. His lips claimed yours with warmth. You hummed into it. Mattsun softly gripped your chin, cueing you to part your lips as he had. That you did. You felt his teeth lightly bite at your bottom lip. “Pucker your lips a bit in between.” He advised you. His breath felt warm against your face. “Don’t think too much about it.” You did as he told you, matching his movements.

After a couple more times, it didn’t seem too bad. It was basically like a lip massage. You even felt your eyes flutter in pleasure. Were you supposed to like it this much, or was Mattsun really just good at this? Regardless, you didn’t care. You felt his warm hand cup your cheek, drawing you closer. You felt yourself ease up against it. 

You suddenly felt Mattsun’s teeth graze your lips. You shot your eyes open in confusion. He swiped his tongue across your lip before pulling away with a smirk.

“Not as bad as I thought. Maybe I’m just that good of a teacher.” Mattsun hyped himself. You only rolled your eyes but didn’t say anything. “Only thing, make sure to show some more lovin’. Use your hands Y/N. We don’t bite that hard.” He winked.

“I think I might throw up.” You pretended to stick a finger down your throat.

“Glad you didn’t do it before. Now, go show Makki how well I taught you.” Mattsun ushered you to Makki who seemed to be breaking out of a trance.

“Y-yeah, that didn’t look bad at all.” He complimented, raising a thumb at you both. You sheepishly smiled, drawing your body closer to his. You felt slightly more confident after their feedback.

Facing Makki, you didn’t hesitate when you took possession of his lips. And he wasn’t shy in wrapping his hand around your waist, drawing your body even closer than you already began with. He had a passionate but eager way of caressing your lips with his. It had you wanting more and before you knew it, your hands were roaming his hair, pulling his head closer. You didn’t know what compelled you, but your tongue possessed a mind of its own, finding its way into Makki’s mouth. You could feel him smirk against your lips. His tongue claimed dominance in your mouth, pulling a mewl from you.

“M-more, Makki.” You sounded breathless. He fulfilled your wishes by reconnecting your lips. You explored his mouth, running your tongue under his, inside his walls, and reaching the roof of his mouth. You felt your throat grow tighter for some reason and as if on cue, Mattsun took it upon himself to separate you and Makki.

“Sheeesh Y/N, Makki’s not going anywhere, relax.” Mattsun laughed at your eagerness. “That was a whole makeout sesh!” You turned away from Makki to take a couple deep breaths. You didn’t know if your face was heating up from the lack of oxygen, or Mattsun’s words. All the while, you threw a pillow at his face—which he dodged. You cursed years of volleyball for his quick reaction. You seriously had no idea what took over you.

“Sorry, Makki.” You mumbled, refusing to look at him.

“Don’t you mean “m-more Makki?”” Mattsun had the smuggest grin on his face. He was so impressed with himself.

If looks could kill, Mattsun would be six feet under.

You sharply rose from your seat.

“I’m going home, I’m going home, and it’s all thanks to Matsukawa!” You announced distastefully.

“It’s cool, Y/N, that was actually pretty fun.” Makki chuckled, and it only made your face heat up all over again.

“And it’s unfair for you to leave before I get my turn at that.” Mattsun lifted his eyebrows up and down, the smug grin still entertaining his face.

You simply rolled your eyes before you sank back into the couch.

gifs of hyun (23/∞)

that smirk… 🙊