i've been waiting for this moment

sigh.

so i gave up writing the christmas eve dinner 

i shall just write this random story in the history of randomness. 

and, maybe i should just put this -> WARNING. 

god i haven't put that in a LONG time.

*insert evil cackle

x

{yunyuri}

I watched in amused silent as Yun went through the papers and magazines, the later being ripped into pieces after a while before his younger assistant - Giraffe, yes he is called giraffe - scattered to pick the remaining magazines before he could get his hands on it.

"Why is this such a big issue to everyone," Yun hit the table in frustration, other palm finding its way against his temple as he stared up at his two assistants, "find the source, I want it to be cleared before tonight."

"Ye, algesseupnida," asst Park nodded, bowing at him before rushing out with Giraffe trudging along. 

For a while I kept quiet as Yun cursed and muttered incoherent words, eyes fixed on the numerous screen infront of him, all showing similar pictures of him doing the heart signs - at this rate I am expecting him to throw the screens aside and scream in rage but that's just my exaggerating imagination again.

I walked over and wordlessly placed a hand against his tense shoulder. He reached his hand up and squeezed mine gently before tilting his head to stare at me with a tight smile, "they call me sir loyal heart now," he dryly said before pulling me to sit on his lap. 

"Are you now?" I bit my lip wrapping my arms around his neck, "you're my sir loyal heart then," I said pecking his lips, before I didn't think I'd dare to do that but after that day and following nights, lets just say most of the time all Yun did was rip my clothes off.

Yun stared at me, his mouth forming that naughty little smile he has as he trailed his fingers down my arm. He leaned forward, "you have too much clothes on, do you know that?" he whispered and to be honest that made my spine melt. "I don't like it..." he said again and pressed his lips gently against my temple, leaving feather like kisses as he worked his fingers around the zip of my top. 

"The door isn't..." I trailed, shivering as he finally yank the zippers off, swiftly pushing the fabrics away. "That's another shirt, Yun-ssi," I whispered, stifling a moan as he pressed his lips against my bare shoulder, sucking where the fabric had just been. 

lee yun -

"Are you going to punish me for it?" I asked her, continuing my kisses against her collarbone as I slipped my hand under her shorts and up her thigh while the other fidgeting around the button. "I hate shorts," I muttered against her. 

"I wouldn't know," she let out a strangled sigh as I began to pull down the straps of her bra with my teeth while at the same time yanking the back free, kissing my way down as she grind into me. 

"Skirts, I like skirts better," I told her as I pushed the bra away and started to kiss the swells of her breast while finally succeeding to rip her shorts off, "takes too much effort," I muttered.

"I'll make sure to wear it often..." she gritted out, tangling her fingers around my hair and tugged my head up. I pressed my mouth against her, before we knew it, what started as a gentle kiss soon turned into a fight of dominance. 

Yuri's hand found its way around my belt, unbuckling it before we both almost simultaneously worked against what fabric was left on our body, her practically yanking my trousers off and me ripping her laced panties. They’d be a lot shopping to do for my wife’s closet it seems.

I bit down on the bottom of her lip, gently tugging before breaking the kiss, smirking at her as she moaned in protest, "Yuri is displeased. Mmm... what to do?"

She bit her lip and batted her eyes, knowing full well what those simple acts could do to me. “I want you…” she said blushing a little, oh Yuri, Yuri, how she easily turned me on.

“Perhaps you could be specific?” tracing circles around her soft skin before leaning down to nip on her breast. “What do you want me to do?” running my fingers down her legs as she wrapped it against my torso.

“You, in me,” she barely hushed it out, closing her eyes as I sucked on the pulse of her neck, “please…” trailing as I slipped a finger inside of her. Yuri moaned and pushed her forehead against mine as I pumped in and out of her slowly. 

kim yuri -

“Tell me again, what do you want?” he slipped deeper into me, it was hard enough to say it before but now struggling to let the words out were an understatement. 

“I WANT YOU…” I half screamed as he pulled his finger out, licking it with a wink. That, that only served to kill me even more. 

He stood up with me still perched around him before laying me flat against his work table, if before I imagined him throwing the screens aside, right now it was as if my imagination were going against me as I all but pushed the screens to the carpeted floor. 

“Tsk, tsk, getting back at me for the numerous clothes I ripped, are you, wife?” he asked, leaning closer as he spread my hair around while his other hand pushed my legs apart. “You shall be punished as well then,” he grinned and began to trail kisses down to my inner thigh, lingering around with his tongue before flicking it against my…. oh d.amn.

“Yun-ssi…” I breathed out. It seems that his name was all I could say right now. Snaking my fingers through his hair, I tugged on it just as he slipped his tongue out. With his palm on each side of my head, he stood and looked down at me with a grin. 

I reached out my hand and trailed my fingers down from his collarbone, over his chest and down, trailing around his tight, hard waist. Yun took in a sharp intake of breath when I wrapped my fingers around his cock, my other hand cradling his balls while gently stroking it up and down. 

Yun growled and pulled me to him, forcing me to let go of him as he grabbed me by my bottom and squeezed my ass hard, bringing a groan from my lips. 

I throw my arms around his neck, hastily smacking my mouth against him, devouring his lips as he licked deeper into my mouth, his hands kneading the orbs of my ass as he ground his hips against my body, rubbing into me.

“You’re going to be the death of me,” he gasped between kissing me. “But I can’t seem to stop myself.” I felt the tip of his cock pressing against me. I wanted him inside me now more than ever.

“I’d say the same to you,” I breathed out and then pushed my hips forward and down, trying to ease into him. But Yun, oh this crazy man I married went all but slam himself into me.

“Yes, that’s it, love…” I could hear the grin in his voice as I screamed out loud. He held my bottom tighter, pulling me up and down on his cock, that long elegant fingers of his drawing circles around my back.

I didn’t exactly know how or when but my legs wrapped around his hips, thigh slipping and sliding as we pumped against each other. The heat that was building inside of me was crazy, yet I wanted more, his touches were like drugs, dangerous yet addictive.

“Yun-ssi-“ he captured my lips with his own, swallowing my moans as he continued pumping, filling my womb with his seed. It felt like being consumed in ecstasy as pleasure wracked my body. 

I regained my senses as I felt Yun withdraw from me completely, breathlessly I laid flat and tried to regain myself. He collapsed next to me, wrapping his arms around my body to pull me close against him. 

Realising the fact that both of us were practically naked on his work table brought a giggle out of me. Yun buried his face into my hair, questioning my giggle as he inhaled deeply. 

“The door’s not lock,” I giggled again and looked up at him with a grin, “anybody could walk in at this moment, we might give them a heart attack.”

Yun chuckled, shaking his head as he pecked my lips softly, “nobody’s here except us though, everyone went home for Christmas.”

“Assistant Park or Giraffe might,” I told him and kissed him back, it was as if we were rewarding each other. It felt that way. “Especially the latter,” I added and wrapped my arms around him, leaning against his chest. 

“I love you, Yuri-ah,” he whispered and that made my heart flutter. This man I married, he knows how to change the subject while making me melt at him the same time. “Merry Christmas.”

I nodded, sighing contently. “Merry Christmas, Yun-ssi."

Snippets

Four times they lost their baby and the one time they welcome twins.

1.

The first time it happened, Luke didn't even know he was pregnant.

If only he knew, he'd stay away from the pineapple juice that one of the workers in Bazar had offered. It was rude to decline plus it was traditionally made by her mother who was famous for her homemade juice. 

It happened almost instantly, one minute he was drinking the juice the next he felt wetness on his thigh, blood tainting his jeans and horrible pain coming from his stomach. He passed out due to the pain.

When Luke woke up, James was there looking at him with sad blue eyes. 

He had lost their first child.

2.

The second time Luke was pregnant; he woke up to a horrible case of morning sickness.

Luke had suspicions before that though, he couldn't button his jeans because his belly had suddenly become round and full. Then he had sudden craving for quail eggs - something he utterly despise. A few days after, he woke up with a queasy feeling in his stomach and barely had time to rush to the bathroom - he was wrenching into the sink like there was no tomorrow.

James was obsessed of his small bump. Some nights, Luke would wake up to James talking nonsense to his bump. One night he heard him singing baby mine softly - it turned Luke into a sobbing mess, it was the hormones.

The next day he woke up drenched, blood pooling on their bed. 

3.

Luke felt her kick before falling asleep. She was fine; alive and well. 


James wanted so much to tell Luke that the doctor is wrong and that she's still alive. But there was no heartbeat. He watched Luke crumbling right in front of him, his hands flat against his swollen belly, round and warm as he cradled it protectively. It hurts so much.

He couldn't face Luke now - not when he was a wreck himself. 

Last time he was in a church, James went off after punching his father. Now, in the hospital's chapel, James was kneeling in front of the virgin mary. She had a baby in her arms, why was he even here praying to someone whose happily with a child?

"Is this a punishment?" at first it was just a whisper, then he lose it. "Is it because I don't deserve a child of my own? Haven't you put Luke through enough! Was it because I'm a bastard born out of wedlock and now this is a punishment? Is it me!"

He was weeping, questioning everything and blaming everyone in his life. 

Luke found him the next day, with a small bundle in his arm - weak and pale after the induced labour. Maybe he was right, he isn't a good husband and didn't deserve to have a child with Luke.

4.

A year. It took them a year after losing Amadea. 

But now, Luke's on the hospital bed again - not with his own little bundle but mourning his fourth lose. He wailed, startling James who was sitting beside his bed. He felt James binding him into his arms, it didn't comfort him.

"Why didn't my baby want me?" he questioned, sobbing into James' neck, "I feel empty, my heart hurts so much. Why didn't he - all of them, why didn't they want me? Is this a punishment, James? Have I done something to make them leave me?"

James choked a sob, tightening and pulling Luke closer. "I can't even answer your questions but what I can tell you is how I feel. I'm so angry, not at you but god for taking our babies away from you, depriving you from holding them. My heart hurts because you're hurt, lovebug."

"Its me, I must have done something wrong, James," he sobbed, clinging to him more. "I want them so much."

5.

 Thirty six hours of slow and painful labour, they finally welcomed Castiel into their life. It wasn't over though, they had almost lost Luke and little Narfi when their vitals had suddenly drop. James barely had time to register the words that the nurse had explained to him. Emergency C-section. Possible stillbirth. Danger to Luke. Must choose one.

But in the end, Luke pulled it through. He was out for two days, James would prefer to call it a power nap after all the battles he had gone through to bring Castiel and Narfi into their life. Their little ones were strong, Castiel is the calmest while Narfi he is sure would be a mischief maker after his dramatic entrance.

"They're perfect," Luke whispered, pressing a kiss on each of the slumbering babies forehead. 

"They're ours."

Snippets

In which three times James got jealous and the one time Luke gets jealous

1.

James is not one of those creepy husbands who watches from a far while his obviously pregnant but ridiculously hot husband learned to cook from a jerk who looks like he's mentally undressing Luke. 

"You'll need a bigger bowl for that," the jerk - James doesn't have time nor does he ever want to remember the Italian's name - stepped back to stare at Luke's ass and slightly exposed back. Damn Luke for still being able to fit into his super tight jeans. Damn him for even letting his husband wear it. 

James is sure he would die of a heart attack or at least be charged of attempted murder by the end of the day.

He loses it when Luke's cheeks starts to flush when his jerk of an instructor leaned far too close to his back as he taught his husband how to kneed a dough.  

In the end, the Italian went home covered with few bags of flour and cursing the day James was born.

2.

Luke knows how jealous he gets. Sometimes he thinks that his husband just loves to tease him while the other he just knows that he's jealous for no reason. James was pretty sure he learned his lesson when Luke made him sleep at the sofa in the unfinished nursery after he chased and dumped paint on one of the craddle designers. In his defense, the guy was one of Luke's fan and is practically drooling over his husband. 

Now though, he is hundred percent sure that Luke's teasing him.

"You're the most in-shape expectant man I've ever met, Mr. Balthazar. We'll go through the pre and post birth work out smoothly, I'm pretty sure," the Spanish instructor - James doesn't get it why Luke's instructor are always exotic and touches him more than they should - helped to hold up Luke's leg. 

James hates yoga session. Luke's in his loose sweats - still looks ridiculously appealing that he wants to just ride him there - and he is always in too tight tee shirt. 

3.

"Delicious," Luke moaned with his head slightly thrown back. He cradled the tub of homemade ice cream close as if it was Holy Grail itself. 

He didn't think he could be jealous of an ice cream but truthfully James knew it was because the one who made it is not someone he is overly fond of. Said person was sitting crossed leg next to Luke, smugly looking at him as he shared the pistachio ice cream with his husband.

James scowled while furiously typing on his iphone. HE IS ALLERGIC TO PISTACHIO, DAMN IT. Plus Luke didn't even want to be near to any pistachio related stuff before he knocked him up, not just because James is allergic to it but because apparently Nicky told him it would cause horrible dry skin. He's sure Nicky is just exaggerating but god how he wished that Luke's annoying friend is here right now to throw the stupid ice cream away - and maybe he could throw out Michael Kohler as well.

4.

Luke is not and will never be jealous.

Obviously now though he is green in jealousy as he watched his obstetrician - a sexy blonde with long legs, he'll call her Felicity bitch long legs from now on - eye fuck his gorgeous husband who is clearly teasing him by letting her place her stupid fingers on his thigh.

The glass of water and lime in his hand is about to break, he's trying to control his jealousy to no avail. How does James do it with all the numerous exotic men Luke uses to tease him? Plus in Luke's defense, it is a weird pregnancy craving of him, he craves for James' jealousy. He certainly can't blame him.

"Darling," Luke practically purred, placing his free hand on his other untainted thigh as he shot Felicity bitch long legs a tight and quite possibly a back off he is mine smile. He leaned close to James' ears and whispered, "I'll give you a blow job to seal the promise of never making you jealous again if you push her filthy fingers off you."

James lets out a triumph smirk. 

 

The cast of Luke's life

(Family Edition)

Husband

 James Balthazar

Little ones

Castiel Balthazar & Narfi Balthazar

  

Brother In-Law

Jared Smith, 23

Personality: I do what I want type of guy who seriously has no care for what people thinks whatsoever. He's an adorable asshole with an equally cute sense of humour. Generally a kindhearted guy with a bit of anger issue but hey nobody's perfect.

Bio: 

 

 

James Balthazar

age: 32

birthday:

hometown: Washington, United States

Likes:  Luke, his boys; Cael & Nari, baseball caps, converse, starbucks, photography, blogging, writing, good books, antique & luxury cars, old paper scent, hot black coffee, earth tone, typewriters, knitwears, 90's tv show, marvel, disney, instagram, vintage clothes, music, aviators

Dislikes: spiders (he is absolutely terrified of it), vegetables, people breaking into his private life, when guys or girls flirt with his gorgeous hot as hell husband (protective, yes), freezing places, splenda, cocktail drinks, last minute errands, wasting his time, bad traffic, spicy food, weird combination of colour

music: his playlist includes - the jackson 5, michael jackson, elvis presley, celine dion, steve tyler, the beatles, disney soundtrack, phil collins, muse, 30 seconds to mars, adele, ed sheeran, bruno mars, lady antebellum

food: good steaks and some comfort food like warm soups. he doesn't have a specific favourite but you can always offer him the all american cheeseburgers to make his tummy happy.  

style: preppy with a hint of disheveled hipster look. cable knit sweaters and pinstripes shirt.

personality:

bio: the man who completes Luke (and okay, the other co founder of Bazar) James writes a monthly column called "It's a man's world" at VOGUE Men and owns a blog (The Chill Grill) which he updates almost regularly. Growing up, he was raised by his stepmother, Caroline (whom had loved him as her own) and had never met his biological mother as she had traded him with money from his father. Needless to say daddy issues are a part of his life, James had practically no respect for his asshole of a father and probably only stayed so long in the family for the sake of Caroline.

family:

Luke Balthazar, 32 (husband)

Co founder of Bazar and influential in the fashion industry

(Tom Hiddleston)

Castiel Balthazar, 3 (son) 
(Jack Bobo)

Narfi Balthazar, 3 (son)
(Joey Bobo)

Jared Smith, n/a (brother)

Too rich to have a job as of yet

(n/a)

 Harrison Devonshire, (cousin)
IT guru at Bazar
(Ben Whishaw) 
 
Robert Smith, n/a (father)

Senator

(n/a)

Caroline Sherman, n/a (step mother)

Socialite

(n/a)

Samantha Padalecki, n/a (biological mother)

unknown

(n/a)
 

important peoples:

Michelle Young, 25
New assistant
(Jennifer Lawrence) 
 
Derek Richardson, 28
Luke's awesome personal assistant 
(Zachary Levi)

Eli Williams, 25
Harry's fiance and 2nd IT Guru in Bazar
(Jenna Louise Coleman) 

Jeremiah Jones, 52
The loyal valet
(n/a)

people that can be considered friends:


Ivan Beckstrand, 36
Oil Tycoon Heir
(Alexander Skarsgard)

Karl Erzherzorg, 32
Magazine Editor at VOGUE Men
(Ryan Gosling)

  

Sometimes I wanna give up, wanna give in I wanna quit the fight And then I see you baby And everything's alright, everything's alright

Luke Balthazar

age: 32

birthday: February 9th

hometown: Westminster, United Kingdom 

likes: james, his little ones; cael & nari, electric blue, hot tea, button ups, converse (the guy with a two floored converse closet), music, armani suits, laced up dress shoes, soft green, baby scents, winter, traveling, sketching, poster paints, comfort food, black and white movies, old british tv shows i.e mind your language, knitwear, world history, literature, apple (as in the brand)

dislikes: spiced food, fluorescent colours, people who breaks into his private life, crawling animals, bad hygiene, loud and noisy place/people, country music, short skirt assistants, fruit scents (allergic to it, he might faint and that would be bad for the baby), dark chocolate, wrong information, late comers, waiting, alcohol

music: his playlist includes - the beatles, bad english, aerosmith, journey, s club 7, kings of leon, queen, muse, elvis costello, elton john, westlife, roxette, 30 seconds to mars, ABBA, tommy page, disney soundtracks (its obvious how he only listens to the top people of all times and not lady gaga or justin bieber)

food: nothing spiced, he has a very sensitive sense of taste and gets stomach ache easily. loves comfort food especially james' type of comfort and suffers what people call the 'sugar issue' in which you can always offer him any type of sweets ranging from cupcakes to pastries

style: english gentleman with t-shirt and converse thrown in. well tailored leather jackets and three piece suits. 

personality: Luke is a sweetheart but your first impression of him might not be good at all. Before meeting James, he was emotionally detached from others and also ridiculously in need of affection, while not exactly a good trait is actually an indication of how lonely and insecure he feels. Breaking into his wall was not easy but post breaking, Luke is actually a good person to be with, albeit being too sensitive but his smile it literally lights everyone's heart. Better yet, he's british so the charms are inclusive.

bio: the co founder of Bazar, Luke was a law student in Harvard who came from a wealthy british family and was orphaned at the age of seventeen which resulted in him inheriting all of the Devonshire's wealth. With no siblings and only few close relatives plus a loyal valet, Luke decided to pack his bags to the states. Harvard welcomed him and so did a certain blue eyed man whom had managed to catch his heart. As a child, he grew up spoiled yet with no true bonds coming from both of his parents. He was lonely, emotionally detached from people surrounding him and only had Jeremiah as a companion. Needless to say Harvard and especially James changed him for the better. After graduating, James with as said by Luke 'a gorgeous custom made Cartier' proposed and within few months they both were married and had officially became Mr & Mr Balthazar. A year after, they finally launched their own online fashion shopping website called Bazar. Luke's practically the luckiest man alive with a perfect husband and influential life, yet as a carrier he longed for children of his own. It took them four miscarriages until Cael and Nari are born into their life. It was a rocky journey especially with few misunderstandings along the way. Now, at 32 Luke's is influential as ever and happily expecting another child with James.

family:

James Balthazar, 32 (husband)

Co founder of Bazar and a well known blogger

(Chris Evans)

Castiel Balthazar, 3 (son) 
(Jack Bobo)

Narfi Balthazar, 3 (son)
(Joey Bobo)

Jared Smith, n/a (brother in-law)

Too rich to have a job as of yet

(n/a)

 Harrison Devonshire, 28 (cousin)
IT guru at Bazar
(Ben Whishaw) 

Richard Devonshire, deceased (father)
Member of Parliament

Cordelia Devonshire, deceased (mother)
 Socialite

important peoples:

Derek Richardson, 28
Luke's awesome personal assistant 
(Zachary Levi)

Eli Williams, 25
Harry's fiance and 2nd IT Guru in Bazar
(Jenna Louise Coleman) 

Jeremiah Jones, 52
The loyal valet
(n/a)

Michelle Young, 25
James' assistant
(Jennifer Lawrence) 

people that can be considered friends:

Nicholas Presley, 30
Spoiled heir
(Jared Padalecki) 

Andrea Preston, 28
 Author & Columnist on Runway Magazine
(Lindsay Lohan)

Sneak Peak

TICK:
 
It was an unusually cool night in The Whitlams. The usually pristine town had an eery feel about it. Something was a miss, something wasn't right.
 
Little did the people of The Whitlams know what horrible things were happening at that moment.Things they would never dreamed off while they slept in the beds with a thousand count bed sheets. The next morning while they are sipping their coffee and juices they would have no idea that their perfect town was hiding a terrible secret. Something right under their noses.
 
In the mist you could see the silhouette of an older woman walking towards the soon to be newly built house. From a far nothing seemed wrong here, but it surely has caught your curiosity right?
 
If someone just looked just a little closer. They wouldn't see a sweet elderly woman just looking around. Oh no.
 
They would have seen a bloodied axe laying dormant beside her. A vase covered in the bloody prints of her hands. They would have heard the screams coming from a young boy barely over 5. Someone begging for help and most importantly they would have noticed the elderly woman smiling as though she hadn't committed one of the worst sins imaginable.
 
TOCK:
 
Looking through the car window, Aria could see why her father and Lucas weren't exactly fond of coming here. The paths were perfectly straight, it seemed miles between the houses and most importantly she could see the perfectly constructed house. It seemed to be a beacon among the overly done mansion that more than likely had an infinite pool in the backyard.
 
Lucas had wanted to stay far away as possible. He didn't exactly hate the place but at the thought of the house simply brought an intense dreadful feeling. Judging from the picture his mother showed him, the house looked to be the perfect place for his father to recuperate but he didn't like the cold and depressing feeling that crept every time he sees the picture. It was as if all the happiness were washed away and replaced by nothing but the cold and dread. There was something wrong with the perfect house on the hill.
 
"Harry, will you stop that?" Marissa asked and sighed slightly. "You know why we had to come here."
 
Harry inwardly sighed, staring straight at the pathway as the driver drove in a steady speed. He didn't like the idea of this getaway. Not that he didn't appreciate his wife's concern over him but it was starting to get into his nerves.
 
"We were fine where we were." Harry said with a sigh.
 
Marissa rolled her eyes it was typical of husband to down play what had happened but she wasn't allowing that to continued. The family needed a break from the busy city life. All of them did.
 
The car stopped right in front of the main entrance. Harry watched as the servants, who had arrived few hours earlier, quickly took the bags from the other car, a few medication supplies and a blasted oxygen tank that his wife insisted on them to have. He thanked god that she didn't go crazy and bring a mobile hospital along.

"The house looks haunted," Aria boldly said as she inspected her surrounding. That earned a chuckle from her father.

"Yeah." Lucas agreed a far away look in his eyes. "You have no idea." He said a mischievous smile spreading across his face.