Basement Confessions

Boyfriend’s friend

Warning: cheating, overstimulation and oral(male receiving)

 You were sitting on the couch, watching your fav show when your boyfriend and his friend Minho knocked on the door. You shouted that it was open so they came in. They both hugged you and sat next to you. Your boyfriend said they were hungry and went to the kitchen to prepare something. 

 When you and Minho found some alone time you knew he was not going to just sit there. 

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So Wrong, It’s Right

Request: Ooo how about a Harry Wells rough smut????? ;)

A/N: This turned into a daddy kink with some jealous Harry. Hope you liked it!

Harrison Wells was going to Hell, of that he had been fairly certain of for quite some time. It was something that he knew for quite a few years now, but never so surely as he did in that moment. He knew that he shouldn’t, that he was dabbling into things better left alone, but something about you just….drew him in. He wasn’t the emotional type, wasn’t one to easily form attachments. In fact, Harry made it a point to push everyone away, so why you, of all people, got under his skin, he never really could explain.

Knowing that you were the forbidden fruit, maybe, tempted him. You were young, much to young to be with someone like him, or so he often told himself in the wee hours of the morning when he’d gaze at your sleeping face, but you were always so adamant about being ‘a grown ass woman.’ Those were your words not his, and to be fair, you did have a point.

You were twenty-six, far old enough to make your own decisions, but Harry still couldn’t shake the feeling that he was doing something wrong. it didn’t help that it was a secret. Of course it was a secret. He was damn near twenty years older than you - eighteen to be exact. You loved to remind him of that as well, though the ease that it gave was short-lived. He didn’t want the others to know, to look at you differently….to look at him differently. It was a selfish desire but he couldn’t help it. Harrison Wells could be an, admittedly, selfish man.

You hated secrets. Hated keeping them even more, but Harrison Wells was a notoriously stubborn man and changing his mind was something you were sure God couldn’t even do. Sighing you glanced over your outfit for the day, head tilting as you let your gaze wander over yourself. Lips tugged into a smirk as you straightened, turning to check the back. If he wasn’t going to tell, fine, but you were going to make his life a living hell in the meantime.

Waltzing into the Cortex, your hips swayed, practically hearing the jaws drop on your way in. It was the reaction you knew you were going to get, doing your best not to smirk.

“Damn mami! Look at you!” Cisco complimented, slack jaw turning into a grin as he caught your eye. He stuck his thumbs up as your laugh filled the room. Winking at your long time friend you thanked him with a smile.

“Wow…you look……wow,” Barry fumbled, unable to properly form words as his gaze raked over your outfit. His eyes kept moving, flicking between your body and your eyes, doing his best not to stare. A quick elbow to the ribs from Iris had him quickly averting his gaze.

“What’s with the outfit?” the journalist asked, eyes looking you up and down curiously. You were always the more fashionable of the group, but this was…a bit much. You could admit it was though, the lace bustier with flowing high waisted shorts left little to the imagination and the heels that made your legs look like they went for miles certainly…..added to the appeal.

“Felt like dressing up,” you shrugged, dogging the truth easily. “I’m counting one less genius than usual,” you hummed, eyes shifting as you searched for your target.

“Oh? You mean the grouch?” Cisco scoffed as he came up beside you, arm tossing over your shoulder. “Where else would he be?” he mused, eyes unable to help themselves as they scanned you from top to bottom.

“Ramon!” the sharp gravel tone had everyone jumping to attention as they turned towards the entrance. “Where’s that tech I told you to work on?” Harry quipped, pacing into the Cortex with a frown etched into his features.

“Oh uh…yeah, tech…totally. Yup, definitely did that,” the boy fumbled, quickly removing his arm from your shoulders as he scrambled back to his desk.

You turned slowly, a hand coming to your hip as you cocked it, eyes lifting to Harry as you watched the way he glanced at you only to whip his head back to you. It took everything in your entire being not to laugh at the way his eyes nearly bugged out of his head before composing himself. Oh, playing hard to get was he? You could play that game.

“Hi Harry,” You cooed, watching the way he gave you a curt nod before looking away. The struggle not to look at you was visible to you and you reveled in it. Humming softly, you turned to Cisco, hips swaying as you moved. Several pairs of eyes followed your movement, watching as you placed your hands on Cisco’s desk, leaning over, shorts clinging to your round hips as you bent.

Harry’s teeth dug into his bottom lip as he watched your clothes ride up and cling just shy of giving him a view of what he wanted. He knew you were doing this on purpose, that you were testing him. His heart pounded hard in his chest as heat quickly flooded south. He wanted nothing more that to press you flat against that desk, to have your back arch and your a-…..NO. No, he couldn’t do this here.

Tearing his gaze away, Harry glanced about the too, hoping he wasn’t caught blatantly ogling you. He wouldn’t have to worry about that though, nearly everyone in the Cortex doing the very same. The heat that had once tightened in his groin now boiled beneath his skin as he watched the way Barry’s eyes followed your every movement and Cisco was certainly not looking at your eyes as you spoke. Jaw tight, Harry squeezed the marker in his hand. “Ramon! Today!”

This was going to be along day…

And long day it was. Did you know how it killed him to listen to them? To see them practically screwing you with their eyes. The only solace Harry had was knowing that only he would ever be able to touch you in the way they were very clearly dreaming of. Still, that didn’t quell his rising anger and thinning patience. He knew you were egging him on, that you were purposefully flaunting your body around just to get under his skin. Harry didn’t want to give you the satisfaction of winning, but as he heard Cisco flirt for the upteenth time and you giggle at the man’s pitiful humor, Harry thought he was going to lose it.

His movements were sharp as he glared at his equation on the clear board, writing and rewriting as he tried to keep distracted. It was not working – to put it lightly, but the straw that broke the camel’s back was the loud smack that ran through the cortex followed by your yelp of surprise. The voice that followed had Harry seeing red.

“Damn girl! You fine!” Ralph’s voice filled the room, arm slinking back to his side from where he stood several feet away. “Name’s Ralph. New around here, but I gotta say, I like what I see,” he purred in what he believed to be a seductive tone.

Whipping around, Harry was ready to murder. “Out!” He snapped, point to the door. “Now!”

“Aw man, c’mon,” Ralph drawled, chuckling. Reading the room certainly hadn’t been taught to him as a child.

“If you value your ability to have children in the near future, I suggest you leave,” Harry growled out and, judging by the look on the brunette’s face, Ralph got the message loud and clear. Everyone grabbed their things in a flurry of movement, shuffling out of the room – you included.

Of course it wouldn’t be that easy, a firm grip on your arm halting you in your steps. Several pitiful glances washed over you, but the glare in those pretty blues had them rushing out. Your heart pounded in your chest, adrenaline leaving a soft tingle along your flesh. You were getting the reaction you wanted, hopefully the cookie would continue to crumble in your favor.

“I know what you’re doing,” Harry growled in your ear, a shiver racing down your spine.

“Oh? And what would that be?” you spoke with an innocent flutter of your lashes.

“Don’t you dare,” He growled, shoving you back against a nearby desk. Hands gripped your hips and tugged you close, eyes free to rake over your body now. “Wearing this, letting them eye fuck you all day,” he hissed, anger growing as he replayed their looks in his mind.

Smirking you looked up at the scientist through thick lashes. “Yeah? What you gonna do about it….daddy?” you purred. Harry’s eyes dilated at the name and in a swift movement he slammed you face first into the desk. The sound of ripped fabric had you objecting only for a hard smack stealing your breath away.

“..H-Harry,” you gasped, jolting at the second smack that reddened your cheeks. They were sharp and painful, yet the heat was undeniable as it pooled in your center.

“That’s not my name,” he grunted, another smack raining down onto your backside. The moan that whimpered past your sweet lips was music to his ears, heart beat pounding in his chest. All he was was you, all he felt was you, and he was going to make damn sure you felt him.

Your knees were weak, lips parted with hard gasps and cheeks red by the time you were flipped, a hard kiss stealing your breath away. You gave in easily, arms linking around Harry’s neck as his tongue forced it’s way into your mouth. He tasted every inch of you as hands scoured your body. Fingers dipped into the cups of your top, tugging down with no concern for the shreds of fabric he left in his wake. Lips parted with a wet smack only for his mouth to wrap around a pert nipple, the moan that tore from your throat striking him right in his core.

Fingers dove into Harry’s wild hair, back arching high as he sucked harshly. He knew exactly how to touch you to drive you wild. “Fuck….Harry,” you groaned. Almost immediately he popped free, dragging you down the desk as his hand caught your throat.

“That’s. Not. My. Name,” Harry hissed against your lips, eyes low. “Say it right,” He grunted, hand gripping your jaw now as he forced your eyes to gaze into his. “Say it.”

“….Harry,” you smirked, reveling in the way he growled and shoved your head back. His hands fumbled as he tugged his belt off and shoved his jeans down. There was no care in the way he flipped you, dragging you back to his hips as he folded over your back.

“You have one more chance, doll,” he whispered low in your ear. It was your last chance for redemption. A chance you weren’t going to take.

“Or what….Harry?” you gasped, chest heaving as you gulped down much needed air. The growl in your ear sent pleasure straight to your core.

“Just know…this is your fault,” he warned, cock pressing into your wet folds. In one hard thrust he was hilt deep, the scream of pleasure igniting a fire inside of him. You were tight and wet and….god he loved being inside of you. Hissing softly, Harry dragged his hips back before snapping his hips forwards. There was no time to adjust as he set a relentless pace. Your moans echoed around the empty Cortex, hands gripping the edge of the desk so tightly they were turning white.

“What’s….uhn…my name?” Harry grunted, head lifting to gaze down at where the two of you connected, watching himself disappear into your tight heat.

“Oh god….” you gasped, eyes fluttering as each thrust bounced you against the desk. It was hard to think, let alone speak, but you weren’t going to give Harry what he wanted. At least not yet. “H…..Harry,” you spoke with a soft gasp, knees weak as he growled. Fingers dove into your hair, wrapping around the strands as he tugged hard. Your back arched high, Harry’s free hand slamming down against your ass.

“Fuck daddy!” you cried out, knees buckling. Harry smirked behind you, repeating the action and reveling in the moans that filtered from your lips. They were so sinfully sweet. He couldn’t get enough.

“Say it again,” He rasped in your ear, his breathlessness making you whimper. He was so deliciously rough when he was riled up.

“…Yes daddy,” you whined, yelping at the sudden hard thrust. God it felt so good. So so good.

“You’re mine and no one else’s,” Harry huffed, hand releasing your hair. Arms wrapped around your middle as you felt his face tuck into the curve of your neck.

“Yours,” you mumbled incoherently as he thrust hard and fast. One arm braced you against the table, the other reaching back to comb through Harry’s hair, mewling as he hit a particularly sensitive place. “Daddy~!” you whined, hips pressing back to meet each thrust. “Right there,” You gasped.

“Okay baby,” Harry breathed, hand sliding down your curves to your hip to keep that angle. Your cries grew in volume as he abused that sensitive spot and soon you couldn’t hold back. “Daddy…..oh god….Daddy! Daddy I’m…oh!…oh god!….oh…fuck!…fuck!…..Daddy!” Head tossing back, your grip on Harry’s hair tightened as your walls clenched hard around his cock. Your orgasm crashed into you in waves, entire body trembling as you mewled Harry’s name.

His orgasm was right behind yours, cock twitching with each thick rope he coated your walls with. Hard thrusts slowed to a halt as the two of you slumped against the desk. Silence encompassed your tired forms as your hearts settled and breathing regulated.

“Babe?” you hummed, turning in what small space you were allowed.

“Mmm?” Harry mumbled, face still tucked (happily) in the curve of your neck.

“…..Can I borrow some clothes?” you asked softly, voice unable to breach a whisper.

“Oh now you want to be covered?” Harry quipped, peeking at you with a smirk in his eyes.

“Harry…” you whined, only to feel his chuckle rumbled against your back.

“From now on, that outfit is only for me to see,” he grumbled, partially serious as lips met in a gentle kiss.

“Yes Daddy,” you muttered softly, giggling at the way his eyes dilated at the name.

Yeah, Harrison Wells was going to hell….but at least he had you until then.

Middle of the Night — Yugyeom

A/N: admin japchae back with another smut, this time with a yugyeom smut. I’ve been in a very yugyeom mood so this imagine became a thing. tbh I am super proud of this, and I hope you guys enjoy it bc it is a RIDE

Word Count: 3,585 words Content: kitchen counter sex, a little bit of dom!yugyeom, noona kink, a bit of orgasm denial, some fluff

Yugyeom knows you wake up at 2 AM every night to make yourself a cup of tea. He always wakes up to the sound of your footsteps and listens as you make your way to the kitchen. He has always been so sensitive to your presence ever since Jackson let you stay at the dorm until your new apartment gets set up. All the other members adapted to you quickly—treating you like a sister—but Yugyeom can never find a way to get used to you.

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Poly!Yugbam

Requested: anon asked: um hey I wanted ask if you could do a poly BamBam and Yugyeom from GOT7 please? thank you!

Pairing: Got7 Bambam x Yugyeom x Reader

Warnings: nsfw implications

Thank you for your patience ♡ I finally got inspiration for this. I did try to get it out in time for their comeback (which is a.m.a.z.i.n.g) butttttt yeaahh

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Homecoming (M)

Pairing: NCT Johnny ♡ Female!Reader

Description: When a high school reunion drags you back from the bustling city to your hometown, you can’t help but feel inadequate compared your friends’ settled lives, who have thing you want most— kids. You may get your most desperate wish when your long-lost best friend sweeps into town, not quite the introverted nerd he was from 10 years ago.

Genre: high school reunion au smut | romance  WC: 16k Warnings: graphic smut (Dom! Johnny + Sub! Reader, dirty talk, !!!pregnancy kink!!!, unprotected sex, oral sex, rough sex, bulge kink, slight exhibitionism, footsie, slight cum eating, overstimulation), mentions of adultery

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Do it again | Hwang Hyunjin

Requested: “hyunjin reaction to you accidentally pulling his hair? maybe you're styling it or something and you tug a bit to pull a knot out hehe” - anon

Word Count: 1.6K

Warnings: NSFW, hair pulling, biting, degrading, praising, Dom!hyunjin x sub!fem reader, unprotected sex, finger sucking, marking, man handling kind of, spanking & choking, uhhh I think that’s it???

Walking into the bedroom, the door already wide open, you find Hyunjin sitting in front of the mirror. His long legs are crossed, huffing and tugging at his blonde hair. Combing, well, attempting to comb it through with his fingers. His eyes fluttering shut in annoyance and he stops to let out a breath, close to just ripping the strands all out of his scalp. Reopening them, they instantly land on your figure behind him in the mirror. Eyes lighting up, he fixes his posture straightening up, the tantrum that was bubbling up inside him, gone.“Baby! Can you help me? Please?” He pouts, batting his lashes at you. He knows you won’t say no, but he pulls out his tricks anyway. Without a word, you take a brush off the top of the shelf that holds your accessories. Moving back towards Hyunjin, you kneel down behind him. Taking the black brush, you create a small section to start with, carefully trying to brush through the knots.

The first section was done with ease, no big knots, hair silky and beautiful. But as soon as you try to make another section, your fingers get caught. “A-ah” Hyunjin pouts, his hands flying up to grab your wrists. “I’m sorry Jinnie, I’m gonna have to pull it apart, this knot is too big” you try to comfort him, removing his hands from you gently. You go back to the task, grasping the section and the part you want to separate, you pull. “Ah, Y-Y/n” Hyunjin whimpers, grabbing onto you again. “Jinnie I can’t fix it if you don’t let go” You say sternly, your eyes narrowing in on him through the mirror. “N-No, it’s not that it h-hurts baby, I- never mind it’s s-silly” Hyunjin stutters, eyes dropping on the floor. The orbs seem to find a sudden interest in the fluffy rug underneath him, as he drops his hands onto his lap, too shy to look at you.

This was new. You’ve never seen him like this. Red dusting across his cheeks and he fidgets with his rings. Oh- It was like a lightbulb turned on inside your head. He likes it. He’s not hurting, he’s getting turned on. You smirk evilly at the realisation. A plan forming in your head. Quietly placing the hairbrush onto the floor, you thread your fingers closer to the roots, giving a light tug. Testing the waters. Even though you barely put any strength in. It was enough to have Hyunjins eyes flutter shut, and his lip moving between his teeth. Again, you tug, but this time slightly harder. “F-fuck” The curse slips from his lips without permission as his eyes fly open to stare right at you. His pupils blown wide, as he licks his plump bottom lip. He takes a deep breath “keep doing that, and I won’t be able to hold back princess” he whispers, but all his statement does is make you want to do it more. So you do, harder then the last two. This time a full moan leaves Hyunjins mouth as he grabs you wrists, twisting his body around. The fluff of the rug embraced your fall, as the Hyunjin pushes you down, effectively pinning you beneath him. He shoves your hands above your head, as he glares at you. Yet you can’t help the rush of excitement that runs through your veins. “Didn’t I warn you little one?” Hyunjin asks, raising an eyebrow. You look up at him, eyes wide, a fake facade of innocence, as you pout, “I was only trying to help you with the knots Jinnie”

Hyunjin clicks his tongue, as he runs his hands down your bare arms. “Keep your hands there.” He orders. He continues his journey down to the hem of your shirt, where he slides his hands underneath the cotton material, and up to your bare breasts. Cupping them as he hisses. “Such a naughty little slut, no bra hm, did you plan for this to happen?” He asks, while his index finger and thumb moves to pinch your hardened nipples, rolling and pulling them. He leans down until his lips are inches from your own. A small sadistic smirk on his face. “I asked you a question, I expect an answer” his breath ghosts along your lips. “N-no sir” you answer, stuttering at his sudden control over you. Hyunjin hums as he pulls away. Removing his hands from your breasts, he grips the hem of your shirt, pulling it up and off you. Your shirt lands somewhere in the room before quickly attaching his mouth onto your left breast, sucking and biting on the sensitive bud. Your hand automatically grips into his hair, and tugs lightly, making him moan breathily. Releasing your hardened bud with a pop, he dives in, repeating the same action to your right breast. “F-fuck Jinnie” You whine. He laughs in response, as he begins to kiss his way up to your neck; Biting on the flesh, and marking it as his.

His hands move down to your hips, griping onto them as he forces you to move onto your stomach, with your ass in the air as he sits on his knees. Your skirt does nothing to hide your bare wet pussy from his eyes. “Filthy whore, no underwear either. You’re really asking to just get fucked aren’t you?” Hyunjin degrades you, spanking your ass, sharply. The sting of if causing your clit to ache in want. “Look at you, fucking dripping everywhere, I’ve barely even touched you” he chuckles. Taking his index and middle finger, he spreads your soaked folds apart, exposing your needy hole to his eyes. He can’t help but lean forward, placing his mouth onto your cunt, tasting your sweet juices for a minute. “J-Jinnie” you gasp, further pushing your pussy in his face. He is quick to pull away, spanking your ass again. “Ah, I didn’t say to could move, did I slut?” He asks. “N-no sir, ‘m sorry” you apologise. Hyunjin rubs the flesh of your ass cheek, soothing it, “good girl” he praises. Hyunjin moves away from you slightly, unbuckling his belt. Pulling down his jeans and boxers. His cock slightly bounces from being released from the tight confinement. His right hand moves to wrap around his cock. Stroking it, making sure he’s fully hard before he rubs the tip along your folds. Catching onto your clit, you whimper. “J-Jinnie, plea-” your pled gets cut off by the feeling of Hyunjins cock pushing into your tight hole. Filling you up inch by inch until he’s buried deep inside you. A moan falling from both of your lips. Wrapping a strong arm around your stomach he pulls you up, back flush against his chest, you attempt to tug on his hair, hand around the back around his neck as best you can. As you pull him into a sloppy kid full of tongue and teeth.

Moving his hips slowly, Hyunjin begins to fuck you. The slow drag of his cock, is almost addictive, feeling of nothing but euphoria enters your brain. Removing his mouth from yours, he kisses down your neck leaving more and more purple marks. “Fuck, so fucking tight” Hyunjin groans in ear, fucking your cunt faster. His hand moves up and onto your throat, lightly gripping onto it. Your mind goes fussy at the sensation, as your pussy clenches on his cock. Loud moans and whines leave your mouth as your eyes roll to the back of your head. “So fucking loud, baby, you need to quiet down” Hyunjin says, his hand moving from your throat to your lips tapping two fingers on the plump flesh. “Open up, pretty slut” he orders. Doing as you’re told your lips part, welcoming his fingers into your mouth. The pads of his fingers pressing down on your tongue. “Suck” he orders again, voice lower than usual. But you obey, mouth closing around his fingers, the cold metal of his rings causing you to shiver as you suck. Saliva accidentally begins running down his fingers, almost mimicking the way your pussy juice drips down Hyunjins cock. Your eyes begin to fill with tears of pleasure as he begins to thrust deeper, hitting that one spot over and over again. “Fuck, I’m close baby” Hyunjin groans as his hips move impossibly faster.

The sound of skin slapping fills the room. “Pull my hair, do it again” he barks as his other hand releases his vice like grip on your hips, sliding down until his finger tips slides easily over your swollen clit. Your grip moves from his neck to his hair, tangling into the locks and tugging as you both reach you high. “Fuck, fuck, fuck” Hyunjin curses. “Cum with me baby” he whispers, thrusts becoming sloppy the closer he gets. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as your whole body begins to shake, your orgasm taking over you. As you cream on his cock. “Shit” another groan falls from Hyunjins lips as he thrusts into you deep, your cunt clenching tight, practically milking his cock. His thick cum hitting the deepest parts of your pussy. Filling you up until it drips out around Hyunjin’s softening cock.

Removing his fingers from your mouth, you both pant, trying to catch your breaths. Hyunjin whispers soft praises into your hair as he removes his softening cock from you, his cum instantly running out of you. “Such a good girl for me, did so well” his hands run up and down your waist, soothing you as he gets ready to get some cloths to clean you both up. “I think it’s safe to say you have a hair pulling kink hm?” You giggle, cause Hyunjin to giggle with you. “Yes, that’s safe to say baby”

Ah finally, my first one shot is done! I hope you guys like it, I enjoyed writing this a lot and will definitely be writing more one shots in the future!^-^ ~ Love Chels

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Pesky Feelings: Part 2 - Earth-2 Harrison Wells x Fem!Reader SMUT

Note: This is feeling a bit scattered and OOC to me, but I’ve been writing on and off in between a big move and I’d like to get it out there. (Besides, another Harry Wells smut may be coming to make up for any strangeness in this one!)

Synopsis: After Jesse is rescued, a knock on your door proves to be a pleasant surprise.

Warnings: NSFW.  Coworkers-to-Lovers. Smut with Feelings. Riding. Dirty Talk. Unprotected Sex.

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With you - Bang Chan

Pairing: Bang Chan x Fem!reader

Genre: fluff, smut, quarantine!au

Word count: 5262

Warnings: Given the situation, I think that “quarantine!au” is a warning itself but let me add something to that: mention of masks (just at the beginning). Reason for the quarantine not specified. Use protection, people (and I’m not only talking about masks).

Notes: Chan will only be called Christopher/Chris. I was listening to Quarantine by Middle Class Richkids and a specific part of the scenario basically just started developing in my mind. Big thank you to Izzy and Frah for the brainstorming and caps lock screaming when this was just a very small idea 😊💞💗

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Langour

Langour Ship: Hoseok | Reader Description: Hoseok’s got a lust-driven thirst for his step sister. Warning: Step-Siblings!AU, Incest Sorta? Impregnation Kink, Somnophilia, PWP, Dub-Con? Dirty Talk, Voyeurism, Masturbation, Oral, Fingering, Intercourse, Handjob Word Count: 3,387 A/N: I’m sooooo going to hell for this I’ve never seen anyone write this particular kink s h i t.

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Dating L Would Include:

-Lots of cuddling… when you guys get the chance

-This boy is touch starved as hell from working so hard all the time

-So when he has a break, you bet he’ll be at your side in a moment

-Likes to be the small spoon while cuddling because surprisingly, it gets tiring ordering everyone around and being in charge all the time

-Also loves to pull you on top of him and hold you to his chest just to feel the weight of you on him and sort of making him feel protected for a bit

-Honestly L just wants to act like a little kid and depend on someone else for a little while

-Will live you forever if you run your hands through his hair while he’s cuddled up in your side

-”Y-/N? What… what are you doing?” He’ll ask the first time you are playing with his soft locks of black hair

-”Nothing… it’s just so soft~” You laugh, trying to play off your embarrassment 

-”Hmm…” he hums in thought, “It’s nice.” He decides and lets you continue

-Now it’s just a sort of comforting thing for him

-Every once in awhile when he’s dealing with an especially difficult case he’ll simply pull you into his lap and pull your hands up into his hair, silently asking for you to play with his hair and maybe manage his head a bit

-It really helps him relax and he loves you for having this effect on him

-He’ll take you with him on his trips around the world, wanting to keep you as close to him as possible the whole time 

-”To keep you as safe as possible my love.” he claims with a small smirk as he pulls you closer to him

-Not that you’re complaining… you’d like to stay close to him as well

-Due to his work there would probably be times… or days you would go without seeing him while he interrogates someone or checking out some evidence or some crime scene somewhere that is too dangerous to take you to

-But trust me, he’ll make it up to you

-One specific time he was gone for almost a week and you were starting to get worried

-Just as you were about to contact Watari to get some answers the door to your bedroom opened

-Your eyes landed immediately on the huge box of cake with the words “I’m sorry” written across the top in big sugary frosting letters

-The box lowered and you almost cried tears of relief at the sight of your boyfriend’s stupid face  

-”I know… I should have called and told you I was alright, but I didn’t want to risk putting you in danger-”

-”It doesn’t matter now… all that matters is that you’re okay!” You run and pull him into a hug 

-Cue cake eating party for two while binging comedy movies all night

-Apology accepted

-Kissing this boy would be a bit awkward at first

-He would know what to do but wouldn’t be sure that YOU knew what to do

-Keeps his eyes open for the first few just to see your reaction… it’s for research

-But after awhile he’ll get used to this closing his eyes thing and get more into the kisses

-They’re usually soft and slow, hands roaming everywhere because he just wants to feel you to make sure you’re really here… that you’re really his and this is actually happening

-L loves you to death (pun not intended)

-Expect there to be a plate of sweets everywhere you go because L is addicted to sugar

-At this point in the relationship you probably are too

-Oh well… constant sweets… what could be better?

-Dates will probably only happen inside your apartment/house or hotel room at the time

-If you haven’t noticed, L is kinda anti-social

-Because of this he would probably prefer to have a at home date with you

-Cuddling while eating sweets that you guys baked together then binge watching shows and movies together for the rest of the time? Sign me up!

-Nicknames with L are super pure and cute

-His favorite one to use for you is probably “my love”

-Other nicknames include: “my partner in crime”, “sweet cheeks”, and “baby doll”

-Sometimes L will have nightmares where you died or something else horrible happened and you’ll have to be there to reassure him that nothing’s going to happen will probably end in a make-out session to prove your point

-L probably sleep talks during said nightmares, leading to you confronting him about the nightmares and just being there for him to vent and hug him close once he admits he’s afraid of losing you

-Like that’s ever going to happen

-This boy has tighter security on you than the president of the United States… or the queen of England even!

-Claims he just wants to protect you but you know it’s because of the nightmares so you just let it slide

-Honestly this relationship is just full of pure love for one another

-Please just hurry up and marry him, you’re not going to get better then this honestly

-”I love you L~”

-”I love you too Y/N… so much my love~”