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gooartics · 1 year

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☄︎. *. ⋆TEMPORARY •°. *࿐

➵ summary : your boyfriend proves just how replaceable you could be. His big ego makes him think he’ll have you back like he always did the many times you two argued, but maybe it’s different this time.

➵fem!reader with she/her pronouns!

➵ warnings: angst, gojo being an ass, and some fluff. NOT PROOFREAD

➵ authors note: people who love final fantasy 7 I have a little surprise hehe

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Gojo, who always comes running back to you, and you let him.

It’s tiring. The same cycle over and over again.

All you wanted was to curl up in a ball, wishing all of this pain and nonsense can just go away.

You knew you were a good person. You had a job, you took care of everyone and everything, you put everyone over yourself.

So why were you getting treated as if you breathing were a burden.

But made you feel even worse was that your ex-boyfriend seemed to move on faster than you thought.

theulimitedvoid: my lover <3 @/lusi

He always knew how to make you feel more worse than ever. He always did this, after a stupid little argument and then breaking it off, running to his old fling like you were nothing and you would take him back after a while.

You were so so tired of it.

It wasn’t until two weeks later when you truly had enough.

Your friends encouraged you to go out, get that stupid guy out of you mind and have fun, but when that stupid guy suddenly shows up, taunting you silently and staring you down the whole time he would make out with his new thing.

“Getou, just…leave it.” You mumble, gripping the shot glass after you chugged your fifth shot of that night, but you honestly wanted to chug the whole bottle at this point.

“He’s making you look like a dumbass and you always forgive him.” You heard his breath hitch, making you chuckle when he began to apologize numerous times.

“No, you’re right. I’m so tired of thinking he’d change. He won’t.” You whispered, glancing over the club in anguish.

“I better get home though. The flower shop isn’t going to open tomorrow itself.”

You joked and nudged your best friend, but the look he gave you almost brought you in tears.

“Don’t look at me like that, suguru.” Gripping your keys, you smiled and patted his shoulder in comfort.

“Don’t stress seriously, it’s fine and I’m used to it okay? I’m okay.”

“It’s so fucking stupid you have to be used to this stupid shit, [Y/N].” He rubbed his forehead in frustration, wanting to do nothing more than to go punch his other best friend for treating the friend he introduced him to.

“How about I take you home?” You shook your head, stating that your older and younger brothers would be picking you up, saying that your baby brother will drive your car back home for you.

You began to leave, looking back and seeing Gojo frowning over at you. He ignored the girl who was trying to grind on him, his full attention on you.

You two stared, ignoring the loud music, the warm bodies everywhere, all your focus on each other.

He was the first to look away, keeping his eyes at his new girl as she kissed him all over his neck and lips, making your breath hitch.

Maybe you just weren’t worth enough to love. It wasn’t fair that she got the version of Gojo you worked so hard to get, like it was a piece of cake to take away the sole reason you felt complete.

How unfair life was to you, it seemed.

EJ: we’re outside

Gavi: ye breh hurry tf up

You rolled your eyes, walking out of the humid club and jogging over to the car, throwing the keys at your brother before jumping into the passenger seat.

It was quiet between you and your older brother, the soft melody of the song ‘Temporary’ by 6lack began, making you look out of the door in sadness from the way it reminded you so much of you and your ex lover.

“You good?” You felt the stare of your brother, you wanted to simply nod, but your heart betrayed you as you began to sob.

The sobs coming out of you were almost scary, the way you sounded so completely broken, the pain so evident in your cries as you gasped for air.

EJ rubbed his hand on your shoulder, mumbling and whispering that you’ll be okay. That you’re strong and you can over come this, but you truly felt like you couldn’t.

You began spilling everything from the club, you felt as if you’d pass out any second now after you spoke how your night ended.

“He doesn’t love you sis, no matter how much you try to convince yourself that he’ll come back, he’s just making you more vulnerable and weak. We all know you’re none of that, so please, try to understand that no matter how hard and how amazing you can be, you’ll never be enough in his eyes.”

It was the harsh reality, and you knew it. You heard it from your mom, your siblings, your best friends, but hearing it from your oldest sibling truly made you feel sick.

“I tried so hard…and he just expects me to be here for him after this…” your brother scoffed, clenching the stirring the wheel.

“And you’d be a damn fool for letting him.”

•••

You felt a bit of peace right now, watering your beautiful flowers as your favorite playlist played softly in your little store.

Ooh never thought I would be without you,

I wish you love, i wish you well

I wish you roses while you still can smell them

With pretty flowers can come the bee sting

The soft ding of the front door rang, making you tensed as loud footsteps came in, reminding you of when Gojo would come in all the time during this hour with his loud stompers, excitedly bringing in your lunch for you.

Gosh you really didn’t want to face him. You think you’d never be ready, knowing you’d fold for him immediately and he knew it.

“Excuse me, do you happen to have Liriotypus?” You turned around, startled by the new voice you haven’t heard before and expecting Satoru’s.

“Huh- what?” Your eyes shyly scanned his features, seeing such blue turquoise eyes and blond spiky hair.

His eyes weren’t as blue as Gojo’s, but they were so gorgeous. Gojo was the sky, but this man was the whole ocean.

“Liriotypus?” He said the flower name again, a bit sternly now making you nod and place the water pitch down.

“Oh yeah, these are the ones I have.” You guided him to where all the different flower lilies were, pointing specifically at the yellow and white ones.

“These are very…pretty. How much?” You grabbed a bouquet, smiling as you walked back to the register.

“Usually they’re $25, but I’ll give you a discount.” He looked at you in a bit of a shock, but he nodded regardless.

“Oh uh thanks…can I ask why?”

“I’ve never seen you here before and you…seem really interesting. I hope this could bring you back to visit sometime?”

He chuckled, pulling his wallet out without glancing at you.

“Interesting? Is this your way of flirting, pretty florist?” He seemed almost nervous to say the last part, but gosh did it have you feeling on fire.

“Maybe…but what’s the special occasion?” You glanced down in wonder at the flowers, a smile still on your lips. He sighed, placing his hand down now showing you the silver ring very present on his ring finger.

“They’re for my fiancé.” You choked on air a bit, throwing your hands in your hair in complete shock and embarrassment.

“Holy fuck that’s so messed of me to assume you’re single! I’m so sorry i should’ve taken the hint the moment you came in here to get flowers and i didn’t even see the ring on your finger i am so sorry!”

He laughed a bit, almost a bit sadly as he shook his head.

“Nah don’t worry about it…actually she passed away before I could…propose properly so I am very single now, I’m just taking these for her at the cemetery. It’s been years now so don’t stress.”

You still felt your cheeks on fire, pushing the flowers towards him.

You watch from the small amount of space in your hand to see him place down a fifty dollar bill.

“Here, keep the change. I’ll definitely come back soon.” You nodded, clearing your throat and sighing.

“Yeah um..thank you.”

He walked out with a grin, leaving you still in a small mess but a small yellow sticky note that you didn’t even notice he toke from your desk,caught your eyes.

I left you my number. You’re very pretty and I’d love to take you out sometime. Text me soon, pretty florist. - cloud

(###)####### :)

➵ authors note: yes I added cloud strife have you guys seen my page…literally my bf🙄 but lemme know if you guys want a part two!

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gooartics · 1 year

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FAVORITES

Want fics that don't just revolve around smut? Read these!

Fandoms include: jjk, bnha, haikyuu, aot, marvel, tvd

GOJO SATORU

gods, monsters, monkeys — yuzudrops (ao3)

Summary: A grossly under-qualified graduate of Jujutsu High is hired to teach a class of Special Grades. They learn there is more to strength than power. It doesn't end well.

Notes: chefs kisses, literally one of THE best gojo fics out there

Keep a Place For Me — alkhale (ao3)

Summary: A quiet story that takes place a little before Gojo Satoru was born to be the greatest shaman of this era, his youth, triumphs, losses, and his inherent rise to a place unknown by anyone else.

And the one person who bore witness to it all.

Notes: IF YOU HAVEN'T READ THIS YET, YOU ARE SERIOUSLY MISSING OUT

take me down (to the depths of your depravity) — Innka (ao3)

Summary: The story starts with you standing in the pouring rain. All you remember are your orders.

Gojo Satoru. Look for the white hair and the baby blues.

"This will be easy," they said. "White hair and baby blues, eyes like the sky. Pull him in, fatten him up and send him to the devil. In and out, one and done."

"You can do this with your eyes closed," they said.

"This will be easy," they said.

They were wrong.

Notes: Read trigger warnings first

watermelon sugar why — Innka (ao3)

Summary: You had marched into his office, looking like your life was in his hands. You held out an excursion request. For a beach trip, of all things. By the time Gojo finished reading it, he had wanted to do exactly three things: sign the paper, laugh in your face, and bend you over on his desk to fuck you until you were screaming his name.

Not necessarily in that order.

Notes: this is a one shot but i live for pining satoru so

all that is solid melts into air — GrilledTandooriSmoke (ao3)

Summary: Curse user.

The words weigh heavy like lead on your tongue. Something that needs to be swished around before it's spat back out like the black gunk it is. Evil and vile jujutsu sorcerers who would dare turn on humanity in the never-ending war against curses.

And it just so happens you come from a family of them.

Alternatively: political machinations have you attending Jujutsu Tech at the same time as Gojo Satoru.

Notes: in love with this

among dawn flowers (the face of god) — unolvrs (ao3)

Summary: Your grandmother calls the young master of the Gojō Clan a boy-god, and you, his destined bride who will further the cause of the All-Seeing Eyes.

—or, you are raised to be Satoru’s bride and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that. (Everything is.)

Notes: i love angst

the witches' brew — orphan_account (ao3)

Summary: You are the co-owner of a small café in a small, eccentric district in Tokyo that is notorious for bizarre murders and supernatural occurrences.

You think you’ve seen it all, but it turns out that nothing comes close to the man wearing a bad Kakashi cosplay who terrorizes you with his increasingly complicated and awful drink orders.

Notes: im devastated i didn't get to see who actually wrote this

5 + 1 — script_nef (orphan_account) (ao3)

Summary: 5 times Gojou had a date with you and 1 time you realised it was a date.

Alt title: Watch Gojou be really obvious about his crush but it goes completely over your head every time. Well, nearly every time.

Notes: kicked my feet a couple times while reading this

Ripverse — seoafin (ao3)

Summary: “You don't need to worry about anything like dying. I won't let anything happen to you," he says quietly, and it sounds like a promise.

You wait for the punchline. The part where he laughs it off as a joke, and then tells you to snap yourself out of it in a way you would’ve expected from him in the past. But he’s dead serious.

Notes: This is a series of one shots in the same univ with the same character, i just used the summary for the very first part

BAKUGO KATSUKI

what heroes do — sugiwa (ao3)

Summary: Shouto didn't know much about his twin sister. She was an Edgeshot fan, had a raging collection of manga, and liked Natsuo the best.

She also wasn't supposed to be at U.A., but he sure as hell wasn't telling their father about it.

Notes: i am not kidding when i say that even tho this thing has almost 600k words (it's a monster!!), i have reread this so many times it's not even funny anymore

MIYA ATSUMU

WHITE NOISE — 1keshi (ao3)

Summary: you’ve always loved atsumu— that was the problem.

(alternatively, you force a therapist to listen to the story of how you fell in love with your childhood friend, because what else are you supposed to do?)

Notes: lovelovelove

You Found Me — Amy_Stark117 (ao3)

Summary: Miya Atsumu had his life goals set - volleyball, fame, and success. Nothing could stand in his way.

You threw all that out the window, simply by sitting next to him in class.

Life is really funny like that, isn't it?

Notes: 10/10

USHIJIMA WAKATOSHI

premonition of love — peacchy (ao3)

Summary: A day after the freak quick duo sneaks into Shiratorizawa campus grounds, Ushijima gets summoned by his school’s student disciplinary committee.

Rule breached?

Assisted Trespassing.

While he steps out of the office with more than just a case under his name, you (unknowingly) step into the affluent stratum of Miyagi’s controlled elite.

In a world of either-or’s, you’re caught in between.

And possibly something more.

Notes: yall listen before this, i was NOT an ushijima girlie. now, i am ;)) this ff also has a love triangle in it (ushijima x reader x sakusa) with alternative endings (though it's not completed yet)

Shoot the Ball — alkhale (ao3)

Summary: As captain of the dying Shiratorizawa Kyudo Club, you're sick and tired of the biased favoritism that goes to the showier sports. Especially the worst of them all—the boy's volleyball team.

You're determined to show the entire school how great archery is, get the funding your club deserves, and by the end of it all, make the entire school a fan of your archery.

You just didn't know you already had a fan from the start.

And he may or may not be captain of the one team on campus you have a personal vendetta against.

Notes: i love alkhale so much

LEVI ACKERMAN

1,000 Steps — BaddieCurlsXo (ao3)

Summary: You're being torn away to another world every new moon, unable to connect the dots or find any real meaning in your travels. That is, until one night you stumble upon a man with grey eyes and a green cape, who asks you, rather suspiciously, "what are you doing outside the walls?"

Notes: lovette

Death's Door — SongsOfApollo (ao3)

Summary: You spent years of your life under the guidance of Dr. Helfen, the greatest physician inside Wall Sina. Now a physician yourself, you work alongside him with pride: stitching up wounds, nursing the sick, and helping to save the lives of many. But after the Battle of Trost, rapid changes begin to take place, starting with an inquiry from none other than Commander Erwin Smith and Captain Levi of the Survey Corps.

You have heard many tales from surviving Survey Corps soldiers on what it’s like on the outside: to face a Titan, to feel overwhelming dread, to watch your fellow man perish in such an insulting, gruesome way. You’ve witnessed the effects of Titans on the people you’ve doctored. Now you are to experience the horror firsthand.

You are to join the Scout Regiment as their field surgeon, and you will do so under the direct command of Captain Levi.

Notes: one of my fav fics of levi

BUCKY BARNES

Vacant Mirrors — pilotisms (ao3)

Summary: Dr. Hart shares an office with Dr. Raynor.

You share a waiting room with Bucky Barnes.

Notes: felt like crying even tho the ending wasn't angsty

Safe with me — bitsandbobsandstuff (ao3)

Summary: When an unknown threat enters your life, protection is offered at the highest level. As Bucky Barnes comes into your life, the game changes, and you realise falling for the man tasked with keeping you safe is the last thing you expected.

Notes: Holy freaking heck was this beautiful. The plot? Chefs kisses. The writing? Chefs kisses. Reader's personality? Chefs kisses. The romance between reader and bucky? CHEFS FUCKING KISSESSSSS.

In The Shadow Of Your Wings — emmagnetised (ao3)

Summary: Margaret Stark is five years old when the Winter Soldier comes for her and her parents. But she survives the attack and is returned to her brother, though she's left broken and traumatised. She grows with a promise she made to herself on the night of the car crash. A mission.

This is the story of Maggie forging herself into her own hero, into something that no one expects: The Wyvern.

Notes: if you're a delulu marvel stan and haven't read anything by emmagnetised yet, are you even a delulu marvel stan?? p.s there is also an alternative for this story, go check it out on the author's acc on ao3 if you're interested!

STEVE ROGERS

The Siren — emmagnetised (ao3)

Summary: Austrian-born Alice Moser is new to Brooklyn when she meets and befriends a small blonde kid called Steve Rogers. Years later tragedy puts an ocean between them. When they meet again everything is different - Steve is about to go to war, and Alice is going to make the SSR an offer they can't refuse: her services as an undercover agent within the very heart of Nazi Germany.

The path is already written. The whole world knows the stories of Captain America and the Siren. Or do they?

Notes: ISTG IF U DON'T GO READ THIS MASTERPIECE RN

LOKI

A Twist of Marvel — GeneralofLoki (wattpad)

Summary: Naomi Swanson is fresh out of college, working as an assistant in a small paper supply company and inhaling coffee by the gallons. When an accident knocked her out, Naomi woke up in a world she had only seen through screens.

Armed only with her phone and a questionable data plan, Naomi attempts not to be killed as she comes face-to-face with the Avengers, and so much more.

Notes: do not and i repeat do NOT underestimate this just because it's a wattpad story ;)) it's literally the best girl goes to alternative dimension story in the mcu universe out there!!

KLAUS MIKAELSON

descent — tothelakes (wattpad)

Summary (since the summary on this one is a little long I'll be giving a brief description instead): Rory, the twin sister of Elena, unknowingly dates Klaus, the terrifying hybrid determined to sacrifice her sister. When the Mystic Falls events start, cue the beginning of their tumultuous journey as secrets are revealed and feelings come to light.

Notes: this is probably the best klaus fic to ever grace the world of fanfictions.

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gooartics · 1 year

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“babe. baaaabe. babe!”

“what, satoru?” you ask sharply, looking up from your laptop to where your boyfriend has spread himself across your couch, his legs in shoko’s lap.

he lifts his shades to look at you. “was i your first crush?”

“yes,” you answer quickly.

you immediately return to the report you’re writing, missing the face shoko makes before she says, “that’s not true.”

“ieiri,” you whisper harshly, but it’s too late. your boyfriend’s already jumped off the couch to lean his palms against your desk.

“what? i wasn’t your first?!”

“you were,” you insist, glaring at your friend. “shoko is clearly misremembering things.”

“am i though?”

“you know what, it’s fine,” gojo sighs, slipping his shades back on and rolling the sleeve of his t-shirt up so he can flex. “obviously i’m way cooler than whatever lame schmuck high school you was crushing on.”

behind him, shoko’s scoff is the final nail in your coffin. “nanami is way cooler than you ever were.”

you slap your forehead, bracing yourself for gojo’s inevitable overreaction.

but he doesn’t get the chance, interrupted by a light knock against your doorframe from, you guessed it, nanami kento.

“yaga said you wanted to see me?”

cue overreaction.

“you had a crush on— on him?”

nanami swats gojo’s finger away from his cheek.

“oh my god,” your boyfriend breathes, currently experiencing a quarterlife crisis. “you liked this emo nemo?”

nanami ignores him, sending you a questioning look. “he doesn’t know?”

“what is it now?” satoru asks, slumping back into the couch. “did you guys go on a date or something?”

your lack of answer is enough for him to let his head fall back rather dramatically.

“can you blame her?” shoko asks. “he was sexy back then. in an edgy, mysterious kind of way. meanwhile, you were like…if a string bean made love to a cauliflower.”

even gojo doesn’t have a witty retort prepared for that.

you decide to clear this up once and for all. “it wasn’t just about looks. you were busy after— after riko. you didn’t have time for a relationship or…for me. you wanted to get stronger and i didn’t want to get in your way.”

“you wouldn’t have been—”

“i would have.” you shrug. because you know him, and you know what he was like. “and that’s okay because we were still kids, satoru. and it was only one date! no need to get so torn up about it!”

_____

“what is this?” you ask later that night, when you find satoru hauling a huge box into your apartment.

“it’s a bowflex!” gojo explains proudly, patting the unopened box. “shoko said that i was built like a string bean, so i’m gonna buff up like nanami! and when megumi moves out next year, i’m gonna turn his room into a gym.”

you lean in the doorway, amused. nanami also has a home gym. “is that why you’re also wearing a suit and tie instead of your usual uniform?”

he does a show spin, letting you take it all in. you don’t even want to know how much it must have cost. “do you like it?”

“you do look very handsome.”

“i know,” he winks, cocky as ever. “now watch this.”

he brushes a few strands of hair over his eyes, lowering his voice a few octaves as he says, “taxes. office work. satoru, i respect you so much!”

you walk up to him, brushing the hair back to press a kiss to his forehead. “nanami would never say that last thing, but i do like the effort.”

he loops his arms around your waist, returning the kiss and murmuring against your skin, “did it turn you on though? maybe i should get an office job—”

“satoru,” you whine, resting your forehead against his chest. “it was just a short-lived crush. and it was forever ago! i’m pretty sure you’ve had crushes that weren’t me.”

“nope,” he hums, resting his chin atop your head. “all i’ve ever wanted is you. all i’ve ever needed…is you.”

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gooartics · 2 years

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·˚ ₊˚ 𝐓𝐎𝐏 𝟐 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝟐.

Sum. ᯤ How would the blue lock characters react to you being in a fight? Fic ver.

Char. ⩩ Isagi Yoichi, Bachira Meguru, Reo Mikage, Nagi Seishiro, Kunigami Rensuke, Rin Itoshi, Chigiri Hyoma

Tags. ⌯ Fighting, isagi scolding you but you dgaf, blood.

Wc. ꩜ 1,155

“I hate parties.” Isagi says, shoving through the crowd of people with Bachira following behind him. “I think this is fun!” Sitting down on couch in the only empty room in the house, Bachira takes a sip of his drink and smiles wide at the clearly irritated Isagi.

Chigiri walks into the room just as upset as Isagi, complaining that he already lost Reo and doesn’t know where else to go, and Bachira is trying to convince the two to stay a little longer— at least until they find everyone.

Kunigami somehow also finds the room where the three boys are sitting and joins them on their little conversation, siding with bachira on the party isn’t that bad, he texts Reo and Nagi to see where they are and to find out if they’re okay. Chigiri and Isagi continue to complain until Kunigami excuses himself to go get some water.

It takes him a while to get back, and Bachira assumes Kunigami probably got distracted or got lost and forgot to return back. “He’ll be back eventually, kunigami is responsible. He wouldn’t drink or get high so we don’t need to worry about him!”

They think nothing of it and continue to talk thinking that Kunigami is gonna return soon with a bottle of water or two. What they didn’t expect Kunigami to return with was a angry you who’s screaming and kicking calling someone an “ugly ass bitch” with Reo and nagi following close behind. Your hands are covered in blood from the bottle that the other girl swung on you and your face is cut because of her nails.

“What the fuck.” Isagi doesn’t waste a second to close the door and find something to clean your hands up with, blood is all over the floor from the cuts but you don’t care about any of that, all you want to do is get back out there and teach that girl who she’s fucking with. “Y/n?! What happened!” “Dear god.” Bachira and Chigiri are trying to calm you down and Kunigami is still holding on to you— trying to make sure you calm down so you don’t run out there and fight again.

“Me and Nagi were walking to the kitchen to get some quiet and we saw y/n and some lady arguing, next thing I knew I blinked and the girl had tried to swing her beer bottle on y/n’s head.” Reo said, and Nagi looks more awake than ever.“Kunigami I swear to god let me go before I whoop you next. I’m not gon’ run.” “Can’t do that, y/n.” Kunigami sits you down on the couch and chigiri is repeating how we’re all leaving as soon as possible. Isagi returns with a towel and looks pissed as he wraps your hands up in it and gets a closer look at your face.

Bachira suddenly knows exactly who reo is talking about, it’s the same girl you had beef with since you started dating Rin. He doesn’t hesitate to smack his teeth and look as irritated as you. “She’s so annoying. Why won’t she let up?” “Exactly! She’s a fucking hater and I can’t wait until I can whoop that ugly hoes ass. I guess I gotta wait another day cause-“ “y/n be for real. You’re bleeding and we’re going home.” Isagi grips the back of your shirt hard as hell and drags you out the house with everyone else following.

You all hop in the car with you seated between kunigami and nagi, the two keep an eye out for you to make sure you’re okay.

Nagi’s phone dings and screaming is heard off of it, you peek and it’s your fight video— It’s pretty obvious you won despite the bleeding hands. “This is exactly why i didn’t even want to come in the first place, this shit is ridiculous.” Isagi sighs, steering out of his parking spot and driving to Rin’s place. “I mean, at least y/n won.” Nagi says and chigiri side eyes the taller male. He shrugs and mouths a ‘it’s true!’

Bachira turns around to look at you and you’re not even saying anything, he knows you well enough to tell you’re irritated beyond belief and all you want to do is fight. The said girl has been on your back since you started dating Rin and doesn’t let up, the alcohol she consumed built up her confidence to fight you when you were having a good time.

Nagi rubs your back and Kunigami tells you to breathe because Rin wouldn’t be happy to see this, you take his words into consideration and calm down a little. Rin didn’t even want you going and looking back now he was right.

Your hands are still bleeding, and it’s soaking through the towels now. It’s concerning you more and more as each second passes and you’re pretty sure you need stitches, Reo notices and tells Isagi to go to the hospital instead.

“What? Why wo- oh my fucking god she cut you that deep?” Isagi says, quickly looking back and seeing how much blood is now in his car and on you as he makes a U-Turn and drives to the hospital. “That bitch is crazy.” He mumbles as Bachira looks through the glove compartment for some towels or something to at least clean some of it up.

Chigiri has been quiet this whole time, honestly wanting everything to calm down. “Someone call rin!” Reo says and chigiri dials his number, no answer. Calls again, no answer.

Nagi notices and calls rin, still no answer. You see this and say “call rin off my phone, he has all of you silenced.” Isagi and kunigami scoff and kunigami picks up your phone as nagi takes the paper towels from bachira to hold your hands in.

After calling Rin on your phone, he finally picks up with a “hello? I was going to call nagi and chigiri back but you called-“ “y/n got in a fight and we’re on our way to the hospital.” Silence consumes the car for about 5 seconds before you hear Rin scream “WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO Y/N.”

You laugh and Kunigami points the speaker to you “I’m fine babe, I just got into a fight and the bitch cut my hands open with the bottle she swung at me.” “So you’re not fine is basically what you just said. Who was it?” Rin says, shuffling is heard over the phone and you assume he’s getting up to meet you at the hospital. “It was the same girl I told you was mad that we were dating.” And Rin let’s out an ‘oh god. Her.’ And you laugh harder. Its the only time you’ve smiled since the incident happened.

You two talk for a little longer before Isagi pulls up at the hospital and you hang up, walking in. This is gonna be a long night.

#blue lock #bllk x reader #blue lock x reader #bllk headcanons #<<<333 #I love this reader God 😭😭😭

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ꕥ — KISSING WITH BLLK BOYS !

[mini (and i mean MINI) scenarios i associate with blue lock boys and kissing]

❥ fandom: blue lock

❥ pairings: rin, sae, kaiser, kunigami, bachira, nagi + isagi

❥ warning(s): kissing, ehe.

❥ notes: feeling kinda sleepy right now, but wanted to post this before bed :)

“shut up.”

“you shut up.”

kissing in the middle of an argument with itoshi rin. they’re heavy, passionate, and full of intensity. ever heard the saying, the closer you are, the more you fight? you fight because you love each other, and you exchange kisses because you love each other too.

“i love you.”

“yeah, i know.”

kissing after you admit you love him. an ‘i love you too’ would have been nice, but the sweet kiss itoshi sae bestows upon you after you tell him gives you all the reassurance you need. he’s not quite ready to say it yet, but he loves you. for now, he hopes he can convey that through his actions, rather than words.

“you like me, don’t you?”

“uhm, no??”

“kiss me if i’ve wrong.”

michael kaiser isn’t cocky, his confidence is founded in his endless talent and potential. not to mention his good looks too, and his oh-so wonderful personality. anyway, it’s why he’s brave enough to make such an assumption of you. he’s sure you do. and if not, that’s okay. you will in time. for now, at least he gets a kiss from you! (you’re adamant on not letting him know the truth, so whether or not you do like him now, kaiser gets a kiss)

“can i kiss you?”

“yes, baby. you know that!”

it’s still early days, so kunigami rensuke insists on getting verbal consent before doing anything romantically physical. you’ve been dating for a couple of weeks now, but it hasn’t seemed to fully sink in for him just yet. he’s so cool, and caring, and kind. you can’t wait for him to just go for what he wants.

“your lips look lonely. would they like to meet mine?”

he doesn’t use a pick up line before initiating a kiss every time, but bachira meguru does it because he knows they make you laugh. kisses after he use a line are so sweet. they’re chaste, tiny little pecks. you’re both giggling in between each one. in case you’re wondering, each pick up line is indeed more silly and cheesy than the last.

goodnight.”

“mm..night. gimme a kiss so i can have sweet dreams.”

king of sleepy kisses. do you even have to ask who the title belongs to? nagi seishiro loves kisses before he drifts off to sleep, whether your lips meet his own, or his forehead, or his cheeks…he’d much prefer lip kisses though. they’re slow, and lazy, kind of low effort kisses. they certainly get your heart rate up though.

“i missed you.”

isagi yoichi coming home from blue lock for the first time is emotional. you’ve never been separated for such a long period of time, not since before you can remember. you grew up together, after all. sometimes words aren’t enough to express certain sentiments. this kiss is hungry, needy, sloppy. but it’s passionate. if you didn’t know he was in love before, you certainly know now.

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Mikage Reo x pianist reader!

Her fingers fluttered over the piano keys, in a harmonious and sweet melody that made her body shiver in ecstasy at the improvement of her skills.

Living in a preparatory space where you should always show improvement in all activities that were proposed was frustrating to say the least and you were just a stubborn person who entered with effort and skill as you would expect, covered by thousands of people with high status and money to buy a football stadium just for fun.

─ your piano skills have improved a lot, maybe you will join the elite of musicians in the future ─ one of the teachers responsible for guiding the students said.

─ I don't want to get in the middle of those people meditates

─ you are one of the best pianists, it is inevitable, and if you weren't looking for recognition, why did you enter this school at all?

It was frustrating, walking down the huge corridor of the club area, while looking at your little notebook with musical notes and wondering why the hell did I come here at all?

Mikage Reo was running down the hall looking at the clock on his cell phone, late for warm up!

Paying no attention to the path until the shock of something colliding with him woke him up.

─ what the hell ─ he shuts up, in front of him a dark haired woman he didn't know what to say, exuberant and beautiful, were the only things he could think of.

─ how annoying how the hell did that happen? ─ you reached for your notebook, grabbing some sheets of sheet music, purple eyes chasing your movements, Reo was paralyzed.

─ if you are unable to speak get out of my face, just get out of here ─ fury flared in his eyes, he happened to be mocking you, that guy had done it on purpose, it was the fifth time his sheet music notebook had been dropped on the floor, and fed up with that snobbish attitude was a fraction of what you felt.

─ sorry... I didn't see you

─ yes yes, take your cell phone and disappear ok?

─ music club? Are you from the music club? Which family do you belong to? ─ an arched eyebrow was her reaction, that guy was actually making out with you.

Annoying.

─ It's none of your business whether I'm in the music club or not, and else I got in here on my merit and not some rich kid's money.

Extremely his type was what Reo thought 'call me rich boy again cocky girl' was what he almost blurted out.

You grabbed his cell phone across the hall, screen cracked but held it up to him, mikage didn't move to pick it up for 10 seconds.

─ I could just buy another one, no need to take it ─ you scoffed ready to drop the device on the floor before you felt his fingers touching yours.

He smiled as he approached, took the device and bowed, closing the distance between you.

─ what's your name arrogant girl? ─ he said almost like a whisper as if trying to seduce you. Absolutely annoying

─ it's none of your business, move away already ─ he moved a little closer.

─ my name is mikage Reo, from the mikage family but for you he's a rich boy, nice to meet you ─ the same hand you extended to him was pulled away and looking into your eyes he let go of your hand.

─ are you that mikage Reo? The cocky one in the next room who's on the football team? ─ he remembered the training and nervously hurried out. waved at you as he ran, not that you would wave back but he did anyway.

He would absolutely try to find it again, and try to get closer.

Reo has always had his life controlled by the force of money, everyone watched his every step, their conversations whenever they knew about his last name were related to business, having only one friend Nagi, he never needed to beg, he never needed to want, because everything was his, the constant flattery of his classmates, the girls at school, it was all boring.

A pretty girl who has guts he thought, maybe school wasn't just about football now.

Because now he's curious about the cocky girl in the next room and you've become his prey, something he'll have even if he has to beg because this man is absolutely good at being Insistent.

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Quando ele tenta te consolar pela sua falta de Inteligência | j.jungkook

Oi gente, eu realmente desapareci kkkk mas agora vou tentar voltar a postar. Metade do motivo foram as minhas aulas que só terminaram mês passado e vai voltar novamente esse mês e a outra metade foi preguiça mesmo.

Você não estava com o melhor humor de todos, hoje principalmente não era o dia que você gostaria de estar na escola e ainda por cima é o dia dos resultados mensais de desempenho escolar na faculdade onde você cursava.

óbvio que você ficou ainda mais chateada com as notas ruins e as reclamações dos professores sobre você não estar se empenhando o suficiente mesmo que você esteja dando tudo de si.

— que coisa s/n, que dia de merda esse em? Você não quer um professor particular pra te ajudar não — um dos alunos do fundo zomba de você.

— cala a boca seu maldito, você fala como se a sua situação não fosse pior que a minha ─ você fala em um tom calmo passando a mão na nuca em uma tentativa de relaxar.

Era uma droga receber notas ruins e uma droga ainda maior os professores exibirem e te darem bronca na frente da sala.

Você vai pra casa, durante todo o caminho existia um vazio no seu corpo grande o suficiente pra consumir sua alma. Assim que você abre a porta do seu apartamento compartilhado vê seu namorado jogado no sofá.

— chegou tarde hoje, aconteceu alguma coisa ?─ ele logo se levanta indo com braços abertos de abraçar com força.

— Jeon eu não tô com saco pra nada hoje, então a gente pode só sentar? — você o abraça de volta e logo ambos se deitam no sofá em silêncio extremo.

— o que foi que aconteceu pra deixar esse pequeno dragão tão pra baixo? ─ ele diz se aconchegando em você.

— você me acha... Burra? — jungkook cai na gargalhada ao ouvir a pergunta que vem te preocupando desde que recebeu sua nota.

— seu idiota! Para de rir isso não é engraçado, a orientadora me disse que eu deveria ser um pouco mais atenta mas tenho certeza que isso é uma abreviação para me chamar de burra — você esconde a cara nas próprias mãos se sentindo frustrada, mas a cada palavra dia a risada dele aumentava ainda mais.

— você não é burra, você é a pessoa mais inteligente que eu conheço — ele subiu em cima de você e beijou sua testa rindo da sua expressão.

— eu fui uma das piores na sala jungkook, se eu sou a mais inteligente você só deve conhecer gente idiota — ele novamente caiu na gargalhada, mas você ficava casa vez mais irritada.

— não não meu amor você é muito inteligente, sério eu não tô brincando — ele levantou e pegou sua bolsa procurando o papel com as notas, quando ele acha o som das risadas aumentam e você fica muito irritada e corre para o quarto.

Até seu namorado estava caçoando da suas notas, isso te deixava chateada em um nível que nem você saberia que podia ficar. Haviam se passado alguns minutos que coc tinha resolvido se deitar na cama compartilhada de vocês, de fora do lado do quarto você conseguiu ouvir os passos de Jeon entrando no quarto.

— poxa amor, me desculpa mesmo eu não queria que você ficasse pior,. você me perdoa?— você levanta sei olhar a ele negando btevemen e voltando a deitar.

Ele se aproxima e senta ao seu lado

— quer saber você não precisa ser inteligente pra eu te amar, se quiser eu posso te ajudar com as matérias já que eu tirei as melhores notas, posso ser seu tutor.

antes que você possa oferecer uma resposta, ele começa a pressionar beijos delicados em seu rosto. eles começam castos e doces, mas em pouco tempo ele está sufocando você sob seu peso enquanto ele praticamente lambe seu rosto. suas risadas são música para os ouvidos dele enquanto você tenta empurrar o corpo dele para fora do seu.

— sim eu aceito sua ajuda — ele deixa em seus lábios um leve selar e beija seu nariz.

— mas sério amor, sua maior nota foi 6?

— Jeon!!

#bts imagines #jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #jungkook fanfic #taehyung x reader #bts fluff #suga x reader

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gooartics · 3 years

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Bnha 320 without context:

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gooartics · 3 years

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TÁ, MAS E O TANTO QUE EU SURTEI COM O MUSTER?????

Tava tudo tão perfeitinho e lindo😥

AS TATOOS DO JK MDS-- GENTE, ELE TAVA O PRÓPRIO AGOSTINHO CARRARA COM AQUELA CAMISA AMARELA AJVWGJQKHDHR

E O "PIERCING" DO JIMIN-- OLHA, ME DEMITO DESSA VIDA DE ARMY VIU✋😔

O CABELINHO DO HOPE, DO NAM E DO YOON = MINHA MORTE

O CABELINHO AMARRADO DO JIN, AAAAAA ELE É O AMOR DA MINHA VIDA. OS TAEKOOK BRINCANDO E CORRENDO. SOFRO. ELES ESTAVAM TÃO FELIZINHOS QUE CHEGOU A SER CONTAGIANTE, DOR DOR DOR😭😭😭😭

esses homens são o amor da minha vida, não dá. Como army, eu só sofro gatilho atrás de gatilho. Não aguento mais😣

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gooartics · 3 years

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Oi pessoal desculpe por não estar ativa.

No momento minha saúde está um pouco instável e por esse motivo não consigo escrever, mas logo logo vou voltar.

Obrigado pelo apoio e compreensão.

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gooartics · 3 years

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Vidinha, você poderia escrever um reaction de como os meninos reagiriam se a S/N fosse uma boa rapper?

Te amo❤

Eles reagindo a você como rapper : bts version

Gênero: fluff

Namjoon:

Ele irá te ajudar com a letra .

Foi um dos primeiros a ver o talento que você tinha então é vem comum você confiar nele.

" você brilha tanto que meus olhos quase ficam cegos"

Apoio emocional era algo que eu tenho certeza que ele te forneceria, caso sua carreira decolasse e óbvio que existiria haters e ele estaria lá por você.

Ele seria sincero de uma forma boa e caso algo estivesse errado falaria de uma forma gentil.

Scenario

Você lia novamente a composição do rap que tinha feito junto a Kim namjoon, ele observava seus movimentos sabendo que estava nervosa para mostrar a forma final da música.

─ podemos começar? ─ você apenas acenou com a cabeça logo após um botão foi ativado e a música começou.

Você falava cada frase em uma velocidade absurda tentando absorver o máximo de ar nas pausas, os olhos de namjoon estavam chocados com o seu desenvolvimento e ele não acreditava o quão bom você tinha se tornando não percebendo que um sorriso surgiu em seu rosto.

Seokjin :

Jin e conhecido como uma pessoas sorridente e fofa com autoestima muito bom e foi por isso que se tornaram amigos, em sua jornada a se tornar rapper ele estava lá para te animar e diminuir o peso de suas costas com uma boa noite de diversão.

Ele ama ver você mostrando seu talento e se diverte fazendo piadas sobre como as palavras soam as vezes.

Comida, ele dá a desculpa de que para poder falar rápido precisa comer até não aguentar mais e nesse intuito criaram a noite de comer até morrer.

Mesmo com todo esse humor ele ainda honra muito o seu esforço e faz questão de falar o quão boa você é sem nenhuma vergonha

Scenario

─ quando eu decorar a música você mandar ver ─ jin fazia sinais com as mãos, na cabeça dele o que ele estava fazendo era totalmente "descolado"

─ vê se não aperta o botão errado de novo, não dá pra fazer rap com galinha pintadinha ─ depois que a música se iniciou, as palavras saíram como água de sua boca a velocidade era algo que não era possível controlar.

Jin balançava a cabeça freneticamente absorvendo a batida assim que a música acabou ele bateu palmas, nervosa você tentou esconder a cara por pura vergonha.

─ é impressão minha ou você falou bunda quente?

Por ter um conhecimento maior no rap ele identificou seu talento quase que imediatamente.

Min yoongi mesmo não demostrando muito se preocupa com sua saúde e pede para você descansar sempre que pode, o reverso acontece já que os dois trabalham até tarde escrevendo letras.

De primeira ele fica chocado com seu talento mas apenas afirmar estar bom, já que ele não quer dar falsas esperanças e sim quer ver sua dedicação e seu talento por completo.

Passam horas juntos escrevendo, e ele ama esse tempo apenas por se sentir melhor te ouvindo.

Scenario

─ acho que esse são os últimos ajustes yoon ─ você fala e ele acena com a cabeça.

─ quer me mostrar como ficou? ─ era óbvio a sua resposta então você apenas concordou silenciosamente, queria mostrar a ele e vê-lo orgulhoso de você de qualquer jeito.

Assim que ele deu o sinal, sua boca se abriu e tudo começou, yoongi estava deslumbrado com seu talento no rap e ver que você colocou dia alma naquela letra o deixou satisfeito pelo seu trabalho.

Depois que você terminou ele mal deixou você perguntar o que ele tinha achado.

─ eu sabia que você seria a melhor ─ então você apenas sentiu o aperto dos braços dele te envolvendo.

Jung hoseok:

Depois que ele descobriu seu talento não desgrudou de você, passava o tempo todo querendo te ouvir ou que você mostrasse suas letras.

Hobi adora fazer batalhas de rap com você (é canon e acabou) todas as vezes que tem a chance.

Dança enquanto você está na sua vez ( na batalha de rap).

Sempre que você faz algo improvisado impressionante ele bate as mãos em entusiasmo.

"essa foi a melhor, cara você é muito boa mas eu ainda vou ganhar"

Pra vocês fazer rap é uma forma de descontrair o dia e deixa-lo mais animado.

Scenario

─ tá mas vocês já ouviram ela, essa princesinha mandando uma?─ vocês dois estavam em um passeio entre amigos ( que claramente eram dele, ser sociável é a cara dele) Jung não parava de falar sobre seu talento e sobre você ainda conseguir um dia se tornar famosa se tentasse.

─ improvisa um aí [nome] mostra como você é tão boa quanto eu ─ você estava envergonhada mas mesmo assim vez o que ele pediu, as palavras saiam muito facilmente e nunca falhavam ( deve ser bom ter dicção boa 😔).

Hobi batia no ombro de um dos caras com um sorriso estampado em sua face e invadido por puro entusiasmo, pessoas que passavam por perto olhavam para ele em curiosidade mas o garoto estava concentrado apenas em você.

Park jimin:

Ele ama te admirar, tanto de longe quando cara a cara então todas as vezes que você pede ajuda para ele a atenção do garoto só é em você.

Cantadas e piadas são comuns entre vocês.

Se eu te disser que ele realmente tem uma pequena paixão por você e pelo seu lado rapper seu coração continuará inteiro?

"Por favor me mostre mais do seu talento?"

Scenario

Você citava as palavras de sua última letra rápido o suficiente para não ser entendido em alguns momentos, os olhos de jimin estavam firmes em seus lábios analisando a maneira que eles abriram e fecharam com o final de cada palavra.

Na visão de jimin tudo o que você fazia se transformava em música e seus olhos sempre se deslumbravam com seu talento, ao fim você apenas tenta puxar o máximo de ar para seus pulmões, sem aguentar a paixão que queimava em seu coração jimin apenas sela seus lábios te deixando uma bagunça.

Quando se separaram ele apenas se enrolou em você te abraçando tão forte que você mal conseguia respirar.

─ como minha menina é talentosa.

Kim Taehyung:

Ele ama fazer mímica e te imitar enquanto você canta seu rap.

Ele acha muito impressionante a maneira que você fala então sempre pede para você o ensina-lo e quando está tentando sua língua inrola e ele acaba se frustando e fazendo birra.

"eu vou aprender e fazer você engolir esse sorriso do rosto"

Todos os dias, eu estou falando sério todos os dias ele te irrita na tentativa de convencê-la que ele consegue caso você o ensine.

Scenario

─ por favor [nome] eu preciso aprender!! Se você não me ajudar não seremos mais amigos ─ seus dentes se apertavam por puro estresse era a sétima vez no dia que Taehyung pedia para você mostra-lo como Se faz e eram apenas 10:00 da manhã.

─ se eu te mostrar você para com isso?─ ele acena com a cabeça, você respira fundo e começa a cantar um improviso que surgiu em sua cabeça, as mãos de Kim faziam alguns sinais enquanto seus lábios abriam e fechavam sem sair um único ruído, ele estava apenas te imitando para saber como fazer.

─ agora é minha vez!

Jeon jungkook:

Ele também sabe fazer rap então ama se gabar Para seus sobre vocês serem um futuro casal perfeito.

Ele sempre da notas para suas letras e quando você se desgasta em excesso faz quest��o de cuidar de você mesmo sendo desajeitadamente.

Tenha calma e paciência com ele, já que jungkook vai ser sim um pouco barulhento E te atrapalhar muitas vezes.

Ele usaria o rap para fazer pequenas competições em grupo já que você não gosta de sair ou conversas com pessoas que não sejam ele.

Scenario

Ambos os dois eram uma dupla naquela competição, quando seu folêgo não a permitia mais continuar jungkook continuava vocês estavam completamente compatíveis e interligados naquele momento, era como se ele lesse seus pensamentos e soubesse o momento certo para começar.

Naquela noite tinham ganhado de seus amigos realmente profissionais e desde então amam estar sempre juntos em noites de competição.

─ acho que você tem razão ─ o olhar de Jeon caiu sobre você, ele não sabia sobre o que você se referia.

─ sobre o que? ─ talvez fosse a primeira vez que você concordava com ele em algo.

─ sermos uma ótima dupla ─ Sim, vocês se tornaram uma grande dupla, uma que nunca se separa.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook x you #kim namjoon x reader #namjoon fluff #jin x y/n #seokjin x reader #bts seokjin #hoseok fluff #hoseok fanfic #jimin x you #park jimjn #park jimin x reader #park jimin x y/n

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Quando você o ajuda a se declarar: ele como seu melhor amigo e primeiro amor

Gênero: angust

" Eu não consigo!!! E se ela falar não?" Novamente Jungkook relutava em ir até a garota que por meses você teve que ouvir sobre.

Todos os dias da boca de Jeon o nome dela era pronunciado e ele não sabia o quanto aquilo te machucava. Desde que você lembra-se por gente era amiga do rapaz e, tudo isso começou com a ajuda que ele a deu com o cadarço de seu tênis e desde então se tornarão inseparáveis, mas você não esperou que se apaixonasse por ele

─ Talvez ela não aceite, quase certeza na verdade principalmente pelo fato de você ser um fracote bebê chorão ─ indignado com o que você havia falado os punhos de jungkook se cerram e rapidamente sua postura é arrumada, com o olhar firme ele finalmente decide ir até Lana. A cada passo dado por ele era como se tudo estivesse voltando a ser como era antes de ambos se conhecerem.

E lá estava você vendo sua primeira paixão ir embora. seu coração batia como uma máquina e ainda era difícil acreditar no que sentia naquele momento, a ganância a consumia por completo, você queria poder ter a sorte de ser a pessoa pela qual jungkook realmente almejava e precisava.

Ambos sorriam enquanto conversavam, você começou a caminhar na direção oposta de ambos, na sua cabeça estava claro que agora não era você a prioridade de jungkook.

Dias, semanas e quem sabe meses voavam e o contato que tinha com Jungkook estava desaparecendo, sempre que paravam para conversar o assunto era ela, mesmo que você se negasse a sentir algo por ele seus sentimentos aumentavam e tudo ficava mais pesado para você.

O dia havia se tornado noite antes que você pudesse imaginar então logo chegou em casa, abrindo a porta deu de cara com os pais de jeon e sua mãe que conversavam felizes sobre a vida.

─ até que enfim você chegou filha, vá tomar um banho logo logo ele estará aqui ─ você sabia de quem sua mãe estava se referindo e por esse motivo um sorriso se abriu em seus lábios, seria a primeira vez que conversariam e que ele viria a sua casa desde aquelas situações.

Depois de estar pronta desceu a cozinha ouvindo o chamado de sua mãe dizendo que a comida finalmente estava pronta, você tremia e suas mãos suavam frio. Um jantar entre as duas famílias e olhar cara a cara para Jeon era muito pra um dia só, mas sua emoção se desfez ao ouvir que ele estava na casa de Lana e iria se atrasar.

─ eu...não consigo mais continuar assim ─ você disse para si mesmo logo depois indo a mesa comer. Duas horas depois Jeon entra pela porta ofegante pela corrida que deu até sua casa, rapidamente ele fecha a porta e cumprimenta sua mãe indo até você porém antes que ele pudesse te abraçar você se afasta indo até seu quarto em silêncio.

─ vocês brigaram meu filho? ─ o pai do garoto o perguntou, ele também se encontrava confuso com a situação então foi até você.

Suas mãos suavam e tremiam e você começou a se perguntar se era certo fazer o que iria fazer.

─ Eu te deixei brava [nome]? Porque me ignorou? ─ olhando diretamente para Jeon seus olhos começaram a lacrimejar sua boca tremia e abria na tentativa de finalmente se livrar do peso que sentia queria abrir a boca e falar o que sentia por ele mais naquele momento o que saiu de sua boca foi totalmente o contrário do que sentia.

─ não podemos mais ser amigos ─ ao falar isso os olhos do rapaz se arregalaram e ele entrou em choque completo.

─ o que? Eu… porque? ─ ele agarrou seus braços com força olhando diretamente para você.

...

Olá anjinhos obrigado por lerem até aqui! Não esqueça da sua saúde ok? Amo cada um de vocês.

Imagine de minha autoria.

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