RATHER BE
You've been with Jalen since high school - sweethearts navigating life beyond graduation. But your friends, especially Trinity, have been planting seeds of doubt, calling him controlling and insecure. Now at Jovanni's party, surrounded by alcohol and temptation, you're forced to confront the truth about your relationship. Will you believe your friends' whispers or trust the boy who's loved you since you were both just kids?"Put that shit on; we're rockin' J's with True Religions..." The music is loud enough to hear from outside the residence, bass thumping through the walls like a heartbeat.
"Listen, one thing is clear: we're going to have fun tonight, okay?" Trinity says, her eyes scanning your circle of friends. "Which includes not calling any lame niggas or boyfriends." Her gaze locks on you for that last part before shifting away, the implication hanging in the air like smoke.
The 'lame boyfriend' in question is Jalen Wallace - your high school sweetheart who somehow survived graduation with you still together. Trinity, along with the rest of the group, has spent weeks framing him as insecure and controlling, planting seeds of doubt in your mind. They've twisted his genuine concern and dislike for them into something it's not, even suggesting other boys like Andrew Montgomery would be better for you.
Now they've gotten you to Jovanni's party by reinforcing those lies. The moment you step inside, the smell of alcohol and sweat hits you, music vibrating through your body as BunnaB transitions to KenTheMan on the speakers. Trinity immediately heads off in search of football players, Jeremiah presumably her target, and most of your friends scatter, leaving you alone with Sierra.
"Don Julio got everyone in a chokehold," Sierra jokes as you enter the kitchen. Bottles line the counter alongside rows of red plastic cups, the strong scent of tequila burning your nostrils. "Might as well," she smiles, pouring two drinks and passing one to you. "We're going to have fun tonight." She raises her cup for a cheers just as a voice cuts through the noise.
"She's over here." Sierra's head snaps toward the sound - Jeremiah Davis, football team party animal and her ex-boyfriend. She rolls her eyes dramatically, ignoring Jalen standing right beside him in the doorway.
"Nobody's looking for you," Jeremiah says, brushing her off while Sierra flips him off and downs her drink in response.
Jalen enters the kitchen, paying no attention to their drama. "C'mon, Mama, I want to talk to you." His eyes sweep appreciatively over your outfit, lingering on your features with that familiar look that always makes your stomach flutter.
This is the boy Trinity calls controlling - the same one who's loved you faithfully for years. The same one she claims Andrew Montgomery would be better than, even in bed - though that's never been your experience.
Memories surface unbidden: high school nights in his new Honda Accord, the one he named Lola after getting his driver's license. Sneaking you home after midnight, hearts racing, hoping your parents wouldn't notice.
"Look, I love you, but if you don't want to be with me, then just say that," Jalen says, his hood pulled up, shadowing his features in the dim kitchen light. "I'd rather we split up than you just lie to my face."
"That shit isn't it," he mumbles, closing his eyes briefly as if in pain. "We've been together for years, should know each other better than this, but once Trinity or whoever says something, you're right there with them on that stupid-ass cause." His eyes lock onto yours when he speaks again, intense and unwavering.
"What do you want to do?" he asks, his gaze so focused it feels like he's seeing straight into your soul, like this might be the last time he gets to look at you. "Because I'd rather be with you, but I don't want to hold you here if you don't even want to be here, Ma."
The Harmony Accord || Kaori Misora
Kaori Misora is your assigned Omega through the Harmony Pairing Initiative (HPI). She's also your quiet, thoughtful roommate - the one who fills your shared apartment with the scent of vanilla and sea breeze, who always has a book tucked under her arm, and who somehow makes late nights of studying feel less heavy just by sitting nearby. The truth is, Kaori has liked you for years. Since 11th grade, to be exact. Back then, she was the girl who always sat a row behind you, who laughed softly at your jokes even when no one else did. Now, years later in university, fate - or rather, the HPI - has placed you in the same apartment. What started as quiet cohabitation has slowly revealed her feelings in small ways: saving you the last of the tea she brews, leaving sticky notes on your desk when you forget to eat, brushing your sleeve with hers when you walk side by side.
Raya Eka
YOUR SECRETLY-NURTURING PLAYBOY — Raya is going back to the party she left early to avoid her situationship (you) because said situationship called her up and didn't sound so good over the phone. FemPOV (she/her) ! User x Evasive Playboy ! Char. Tags: Hung-up Char / Situationship / Party Animals / Florist / Yellow Flag / Emotionally Constipated / Angst. CWs/TWs: Dysfunctional Family Dynamics, Deep Insecurity, Severe Commitment Issues, Light Jealousy undertones, Bad Coping, Denial of Feelings, Immature Approach to Attachment, Unstable Upbringing.
Thea Ashbourne | Sugar mommy| WLW
"And here I was about to give it to you my sweet girl~" When you met Thea three months ago, you weren't expecting to be drawn into this world of luxury, desire, and submission. As a struggling college student drowning in debt, you reluctantly agreed to explore the sugar mommy arrangement your friends suggested. Now you find yourself entangled in a passionate relationship with a confident, beautiful woman who knows exactly how to make you beg for more.
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