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Windbreaker Chapter 547 Spoilers ⚠️

Overall, it's going as how most of us has expected regarding what the team decides to do with the winnings, the situation with Vinny and team Sabbath, and Jay's confrontation with Sangho

Spoiler pics + notes below!

Chapter starts with the aftermath of LOS where team Hummingbird spends the next few days exhausted. However, as everyone gets hyped for the race between Sangho and Jay, Jay continues to think about his uncle and getting back at Sangho for it. They all do agree to give the money to Vinny, all four of them saying that's what they had intended to do originally anyways.

Meanwhile Wooin and Joker tries to figure out ways to make money, realizing the way they've made money before is a no go since they're also famous to the point Wooin has to wear blackout sunglasses, Joker a mask, and Hyuk...wears a bunny mascot head costume. It seems like the three of them acknowledges Vinny as a permanent member of their group where Hyuk wonders where Vinny went to which, Vinny is seen racing down the streets to get to his mom who's about to ride an ambulance back to the hospital.

Jay confronts Sangho in the end the chapter, making a deal that if Jay wins Sangho has to fess everything up publicly and apologize for it while if Sangho wins, Jay is to become Sangho's test subject

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Seems like Windbreaker (manhwa/webtoon) is on break as there isn’t any spoiler pics posted on their official instagram for chapter 547…? (I could be completely wrong though so don’t take my word 💯)

Edit: I stood corrected, they were just late 😂 but seriously team Sabbath is so silly (spoiler pic below)

These guys are sneaking around again in poor disguises 😂😂😂

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Can you make a masterlist so that readers can access to your works easily?

Currently a WIP 👍

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I LOVE EVERY FICS OF YOU! FULL OF FLUFF AND COMEDY IN DAILY LIFE<3333

Gotta make sure we all get a healthy dose of it 😤/j Thank you, Anon❣️❣️❣️💖💞

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Chapter 546 Spoilers ⚠️

The chapter is bitter sweet where we get a conclusion regarding team Sabbath vs Hummingbird. There are hints dropped though regarding Jay's win and how it might lead to bigger things

Spoiler pics and notes below

The chapter starts with Jay turning down the reporters and going to Vinny who asks him if he came over to talk crap to him as he replies that the race would've been different if Vinny's tires didn't give out the last second. The two share a moment with Jay continuing to stay by Vinny's side leading for June and Dom to let them be when they search for Jay. Yunha looks for Dom and finally reaches him but his father's men get to him before her though she's happy to see him okay while Shelly is looking for Jay.

Team Sabbath is getting beaten by Wooin, where Hyuk is put in a chokehold though saying he had fun while Wooin gets more pissed off and tightens his grip on him. Joker is seen extremely down and promising next time he'd get back at Team Hummingbird leading Wooin's wrath directed at him where he snaps there isn't a next time. As Wooin says they should go out to eat BBQ, Joker chirps if it's going to be the expensive Korean meat (almost equivalent to Wagyu) leading to Wooin to start beating him up. Hyuk grumbles if Vinny and Jay are dating when he notices the two sitting next to each other.

Chapter ends with everyone acknowledging the end of the race, Ryohei saying he expected Jay to win, Jay on the edge as Sangho makes his stage appearance, and the mystery guy from the organization seemingly pleased that Jay would be the Korean rep. for the League of Street.

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hey so how do you think the bat boys would deal with a s/o who they getting romantic with and s/o is like “If you keep looking at me like that I might pass away” or “The way you look at me makes me want to go lie down”. Basically s/o sometimes does not handle lovey dovey stuff well. They can give it out. But they kind of shut down when on receiving end and is very red faced?

Dick:

It’s your body’s way of telling him you love him in every sense; emotionally, mentally, and physically. Heat creeping down from your ears to your neck as you forget how to talk for a few seconds and he’s. All. For. It. Especially whenever you tease him over how he sometimes gets flustered from you showing affection, he uses it back against you. All he has to do is turn around and kiss you. Then, while your brain takes time to come back online, he can snuggle you to his heart content. Even better if you try hiding your face into his chest, he tends to let out a chuckle before hugging the life out of you and coo how adorable you’re being. 

Jason:

On one hand he wants to swaddle you in a blanket, destroy a table, squish the light out of you in his embrace, protect you from the world. On the other hand, he’d push it and call you by every affectionate term he tends to enjoy calling you by as it seems to be the safest without causing you to fully short-circuit. You’re just so damn cute whenever you go speechless and turn red that describing you as a “blushing mess” does it injustice. Makes him smug and giddy from your display of affection for him. And who is he to complain when you cling to him? It’s a good excuse to hold you while waiting for you to recover.  

Tim: 

The first time it happened, he thought it was out of vexation But, per usual, he’s quick to piece things together. Meaning, he knows what’s up. And boy, is he the worst. Always putting up a nonchalant front, he’d give you a peck on the lips or tell you how much he loves you randomly and/or passing by. Some days even doing both. But whenever he does it, mostly when you’re being cheeky, he would go back to whatever he’s doing and act as if he didn’t cause the mess behind him where you’re fumbling over your words with blazing cheeks. Others, not you, would know though as he would be suspiciously grinning and in a good mood. 

Duke: 

Bold for anyone to assume he’s okay after showering you with affection. The poor guy didn’t think you would like him THAT much. Hell, he still doesn't get what you meant by “the way you look at me makes me want to go lie down”. It doesn’t help that your reaction is infectious. Once you start doing it, he starts doing it, leading to the two of you to awkwardly stay there with matching faces, unable to look the other in the eyes. Yet, despite the amount of side comments, he doesn’t regret everything he’s done to show his love for you. Just give him time; he’s training in ways to help the both of you rebound back to normal faster. 

Damian:

He pretends to not care when it’s actually him who has a field day with it. After all, it’s his one way to get a win against you. He does it during the time you least expect it, showing his love for you through actions rather than words with a smirk once the telltale signs of you being “affection-overloaded” starts. It makes him greatly satisfied when you tell him “if you keep looking at me like that I might pass away”, though it’s after he referred to Dick and Tim he realized what you were trying to say. It won’t change your reaction towards him meant you’re his and he’s yours and there’s nothing more that can make him happier than he is now.

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Hey, i see you requested are opened and i really want to see how will the batboys deal with a S/o that is like buffy the vampire slayer.

Sorry my English is a bit broken.

Hello! Don't worry, your English is fine! But unfortunately, I'm unfamiliar with Buffy the Vampire Slayer; do you mind being a bit more specific?

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Hey so how do you think the bat boys would deal with a s/o where they list off a ton of insane injuries that they didn’t go to the hospital for treatment for, you can’t even tell they been through that stuff and it kind of makes you wonder how s/o is still alive after all that? S/o is just casually listing them like you would a grocery list (Jason interesting cuz He did die and was brought back. Dick got shot in head and made an amazing recovering).

A/N: per protocol, a psa/disclaimer - there’s nothing graphic or explicit in what’s written below (it’s literally the name of the injury that’s all) but please do not be like the boys or reader. Seek medical consult, makes the life a whole lot better and easier 😔

Dick:

He would be a hypocrite if he were to call you out right there and then. But his “eldest siblings” bell keeps blaring in his head the more he listens to your list of injuries. 

“So, let me get this straight.” He rubs his temples with two fingers, a familiar migraine faintly throbbing in his head. “You thought it would be fine to NOT go to the hospital and get checked up after falling from a roof despite knowing you had a concussion.” 

“Well, if you put it that way, it doesn’t sound all that great-“ You clear your throat, your eyes shifting away from him when he gives you a pointed look. “Okay, so that might’ve not been the smartest idea. But it was what, the third one I had? I already had a clue what to do so…” 

He’s going to have an aneurysm. Hands down for sure when you simply shrug as if you hadn’t just told him a list of insane injuries he had no idea about. 

Breath, Dick. Breath. It’s you he’s dealing with. His one and only who happens to be prone to getting injured in the worst ways-

Sensing her dad’s distraught, Dick lets Haley jump into his lap before he plops his face in her tummy. 

“Oh, Haley. What are we going to do? Your other parent is a trouble-magnet and hates hospitals. At this point, I’ll become a widower in my mid-thirties.” 

“Hey!” You shout, jabbing a finger at him. “I’m not like you, jumping into toxic gas without protection- widower? Why would you be a widower?” 

It takes a while to finally get him to stop mother-henning you after he follows you around in both civilian and vigilantes to every place you go. But after the bathroom incident, he relents once you agree to have him on speed dial and emergency contact. 

Jason:

“Relatable.” 

Relatable his ass. Sure, he can relate considering all the things he’s been through (prime example: him dying and reviving). But here’s the difference: it’s you. Period. He wants you to be safe, unharmed, and happy. Like, is it really too much to ask? 

Hell, he probably would’ve never thought you’d gone through all that had you not said anything. But,now, everything changed and he didn’t think a day would come for him to, ironically, be the one to tell someone to go to the hospital. 

“Right? Thank you, at least someone gets it!” You don’t notice the blank stare he has, the mug he takes a drink out of obscuring his face. “I swear, people freak out when it’s not that bad.” 

…He needs a beer. And send an apology note to Dick and Alfred. 

“Oh yeah, nagging? Definitely isn’t going to do anything. Just makes you want to do the opposite.” 

“Exactly. I mean I get it, especially if it’s getting both my shoulder and knee dislocated at the same time.” The grip on his mug tightens, a crack starting at the handle. “But, I’m not going to go if someone won’t stop going on and on with ‘oh, you should get that checked, or ‘why didn’t you get seen by a doctor’, you know?” 

Oh, don’t you worry. He knows, alright.

“So, your ankle. I’m guessing you didn’t get that checked.” 

The one and only good thing about your current injury was that you couldn’t dart away like usual. With having sat next to you this whole time as a plus, he’s quick to pull and, mindfully, hold you in the princess hold. 

One thing leads to the next and the two of you are at the manor with Alfred taking a look at your injury. At least you weren’t mad anymore, watching him endure the harassment of bringing over his S/O home. 

Tim:

“You had an injury on your neck but you left A.M.A*!” 

“At least I went to the hospital! Unlike someone here who didn’t after breaking three ribs!”

“Okay, no. You were forced to get admitted, first off. Second, you’re still missing a spleen-?!” 

The two of you have been going back and forth with each other ever since you dropped on him the list (why is it a list??? Why do you have a list???) of insane injuries you never went to the hospital for. 

At first, all he did was, calmly (calmly being the keyword), inform you why going to the hospital would be a good idea in case of future events. And you said sure. When you need to, that is. 

He catches it and calls you out on your poor attempt to BS. You then called him out for his BS. There was a moment of truce that lasted for a minute when Alfred got mentioned. You both shook hands over not to delve into it as you both held affection for the butler and fatherly figure. 

“I was trained to recognize this stuff even before my Robin years! I’m certified for first-aid treatment!” 

“Oh wow, that’s amazing Tim! But who was the one that gave you CPR when you nearly drowned?!” 

He loudly groans, dragging both hands down his face. 

“Then, that’s a bigger incentive for you to get checked up at the hospital, then!” He makes vague hand motions in the air as he starts to pace around. “You get hurt whenever I’m not there and can’t protect you!” 

“… What?” 

In the end, you comfort Tim though it takes a while to talk him out of about a 24/7 personalized bodysuit. You did end up agreeing with the emergency pager to make him feel a bit better, designed as a fashionable wrist watch. 

Duke: 

He closes his mouth. Opens it. Closes it again. Opens it. 

“So… How exactly are you alive again?” 

He simply raises an eyebrow in response to the unimpressed expression you give him. 

“It’s not all that bad-“ 

“Not that bad?” He snorts. “Not that bad? I’m not that bad!”

He jumps up and points both hands towards himself before pointing them towards you. 

“Here I am, dealing with villains left and right which makes sense as to why I get hurt. But, what was it you just said? A stab wound with a knife?” 

“Actually, it was a spoon.” 

“A spoon-???” His voice pitches an octave, cracking in the end. 

For someone so normal, he couldn’t help but wonder how you knew so well on what to do when someone gets injured in the most bizarre ways. Not at all expecting there to be personal lore on how you gained that knowledge. 

In one part, it saddens him at the fact he’s once again the one with common sense. The other? 

He grimaces. 

It…actually checks out. Because it’s a rule written by the universe that vigilantes are not allowed to fall in love with someone normal. And though you are normal for the most part, this? This definitely checks the box on meeting the requirement. 

“Why did you get stabbed with a spoon in the first place?” 

Oh no. You’re awkwardly laughing. 

Some time passes and he’s shopping with his mom for office supplies. As she looks over the Manila envelopes, he notices a particular large roll of bubble wrap. So, when he’s asked as to why he’s buying three rolls of it, he gives the classic excuse of needing it for a science experiment. Which, in part, is true considering he’s planning to see if you being wrapped in it will prevent you from getting injured like in the ads. 

Damian:

“What are your parents' occupations again?” 

You give Damian a flat stare. 

It does little to deter him, persuaded that you’re either lying to him or you’ve lived a similar life as him with training in the most extreme conditions and didn’t tell him. 

There’s no other options or explanations to how you could possibly get those injuries, nonetheless a list of them. And he doesn’t know what he’s frustrated more about: the nonchalance of you stating them like reading off items on a grocery list or he wasn’t there and prevented them from happening. 

Not going to the hospital for your injuries, he can somewhat understand. With how terrible Gotham’s healthcare system is and the number of patients that get admitted from criminal activities every day, it’s considered a good day when patients are seen after eight hours of waiting in the ER. 

Lucky you, you happen to be loved by someone who can medically assess whenever. The Batcave has the latest, cutting-edge technology on medical equipment while he, himself, has the medical expertise that’s potentially on par with that of his father’s and Alfred. He’s sure he can provide you treatment better than any hospital in the city. 

“Damian, I’m fine.” You huff, rolling your eyes.  “Besides, it’s nothing compared to last time.”

Does he want to know what happened during this so-called “last time”?

“I think you need to get your brain checked if you’re considering forced-bed rest as ‘nothing’”. He shoves another peeled apple slice just in time when you’re about to talk back. 

That pattern continues for the rest of the day with him nagging you like a tiger parent while feeding you food (he ignores the bit about him sneaking into your room is an invasion of private property). Eventually, later that week, the two of you squabble again after you catch him following you around almost everyday while he argues how you can’t be left unsupervised.

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Congrats to JYS and Windbreaker in getting official, printed versions of the series in both French and Russian! (@/yongseok_j0 on instagram a.k.a JYS's official account)

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Okay, after reading the latest WB chapter, im feeling so down. Is it okay if i ask you to write something about Vinny x fem reader, anything really, just comforting him? I just want to cuddle him, anywhere, anytime. And also, I read Hyuk and Wooin x fem reader and you wrote it so well! Thanks in advance 🙇🏻‍♀️

A/N: did this on a fly considering how recent the chapter has been released and wishing to provide comfort to all team Sabbath + Vinny fans

Arms wrap themselves around his head, fingers gently carding through his hair. The two of you stay there in silence for a few minutes as he continues sitting on the locker room’s bench with his head hung low while you stand there and hug him.

After everything, there were so many things he wanted yell about. So many emotions coursing through him. Yet, unexpectedly, the words you mumble next takes him off guard.

"...You're amazing, you know that." He blinks. What... did you mean by that?

"You never once took the easy way out despite everything, you know? Even when it was being bribed with promises that could make life easy?"

"Stop." He mutters, knowing fully where you're going with this. Well aware he didn't deserve them when he couldn't get anything right including getting the money he's been aiming from the start. But it seems like you had no intentions to listen.

"You changed so much, learning so many things and becoming better in such little time. You keep telling us you're not talented but really, you should know by now that you are."

"Stop."

"Everything you did, all the work you've put in, showed how much effort you put in to this and how much it paid-off. And I doubt anyone else would’ve done the same as you."

"Stop."

"Really, you did a good job-"

"Stop!" Anger courses through him, fists clenched as he jumps up and towers over you. "Just-just stop! I didn't even win this stupid race! Get the prize money or prove I was as good as those fucking guys they call geniuses!”

His voice comes out raw full with self-hatred and anger. He shouldn’t be hearing those words, be told when none of that is true. When he couldn’t keep his word-

"Vinny!" He flinches, raising his head up.

Heterochromia eyes widen, not at all expecting you to look as furious you are right now. In fact, it's your first time to look that way, nonetheless yell at him.

"Who are you to decide when that's what everyone has been saying!" Pushing a finger at his chest, he finds himself taking a step back as you get in his face. "Not once has anyone thought any differently - we all acknowledge your strength, your abilities! Those haters that post comments online, your former and current team mates both from Hummingbird and Sabbath, your classmates at school, me, your mom- everyone! So take. It. Back!"

At each of your last three words, you shoved him, leading him to sit back down. Then, placing your hands on his cheek you tilt his head up.

"Are you going to really make your sacrifices all a waste? Everything you did meaningless?"

He was planning to argue back, tell you that they were when all it left was pain and misfortune he brought upon those close to him. But his breath gets stuck in his throat, heart squeezing painfully when he catches the corner of your eyes glimmer.

“We’re all so damn proud of you…” Your voice barely above a whisper as you swipe your thumbs against his face. “Why… can’t you be proud of yourself as well?”

His throat constricts. Then his hands goes up and grabs hold the back of your shirt.

Pressing his face against you, the two of you are back in the same position as before. None of you acknowledging your shirt getting warmer and wetter or the tremors from his body, the only thing registering how you hold him close and pat his back while he clings so soft yet desperately.

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bonjourrrrrrrrrrrr

can I request a scenario where joker, hyuk and wooin react to their crush falling down during a race and getting back up while breathing like a mess trying to overtake the other crew?

Hyuk:

He can’t keep still, tugging his bottom lip as his eyes stay trained on the screen. He’s seen your skills, knows how you race - after all, that’s what had led to his obsession with you in the first place. So when he watches you get back up, sweat and dirt on your skin as you pant, it lights a fire in him. Adrenaline pumping through his veins, heart pumping in anticipation. A larger part of him wither in agony that he’s not the one you’re racing against, those eyes that you’re making aren’t on him. The reason for him not to break the rules and take you on there and then stems from his relief that you’re not hurt, meaning he could always track you down and poke you into a mini-race afterwards (well, that and he didn’t really want to get nagged by Wooin). 

That being said, scenarios of how the mini-race fills his mind, lips curling up and stretching to the point it resembles a certain Batman villain as he continues watching you make your comeback. 

“…And he tells me I’m twisted.” Wooin grumbles, having sensed what was happening next to him since the very start. 

Vinny and Joker could only nod their heads in silent agreement, deciding it was better to leave the Grim reaper up to his own accord rather than getting tangled up in whatever he was planning. 

Wooin: 

“Ha!”  His grin sharp and pupils in slits. 

You're heaving from exhaustion, the angle of the camera hiding the expression you’re wearing at the moment. Yet, based on the tension rolling off of you as you carefully pick your helmet back up and slapping on your head, you’re far from giving up. And, no surprise, he’s right. 

A shiver travels down his spine, recognizing the glint in your eyes once you look back up and jump on your bike. 

“This turns me on.” He mumbles, a forked tongue peeping out and wetting his lips from excitement while he tosses the stick of his finished lollipop harshly into the trash can next to him. 

The frustration, anger, vexation- he loved seeing that from you. Hell, he even wishes he was the one that had caused it. Then, all of your attention would’ve been on him from being both the cause and target of your wrath. Starting as an intrusive thought, if he manipulates things just right, he could probably be able to play you right into his palm. That thought alone gives him the thrills, especially in your current messy state. 

Hence his shamelessness, not at all bothering to censor himself as he watches you getting back at the cyclist that had caused you to crash in the first place. All while ignoring the rest of the team shuffling away from him with a look on their faces. 

Joker: 

He doesn’t grin unless it’s something interesting. What you’re doing right now? It’s more than interesting. Not bothering to even dust off the gravel on you after your fall, you’re up and pedaling at a cadence that could match his with complete focus on the opposing team’s cyclists. 

Lips stretching from one ear to the other, it’s enough to cause everyone who glances at him to flinch as well as giving them another reason to call him by his nickname. Heat builds up and exudes from him, the desire to go one-on-one in sprinting giving him thoughts where he’s considering cashing in a favor to have him pin against you in the next strategizes if team Sabbath were to go against yours. That or simply forgoing whatever was planned so he could race against you (that’s what they tend to do most of time anyways - winging it as they go). 

His fists clench and unclench at the same time you suck and puff out air, so, so hungry that grows the more he watches you take the other crew on. 

“What’s wrong with him…” Hearing Vinny’s mumble, Wooin looks up only for his expression to turn flat. 

“Don’t mind it. He’s always like that when he gets excited by something.” 

It does little to comfort the red head, expressing his regrets in joining the team once again with a new reason under his breath. 

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It’s giving Dick Grayson 😂😂

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTjhJm4g4/

It really does 😂 Doesn't matter if you're doing house chores, trying to finish the bit of work you brought home to finish, reading a book, or starting a series on Netflix. He will get what he wants through any means, especially if it's your time and attention. Biggest drama queen you've ever seen? For sure, 100%. He's your boyfriend who very much loves you to where he can guarantee he can't live without you. And he makes it his daily mission to make sure you know that.

What happens if you don't concede? Plan on his dramatics to worsen. Full out sulks while being pettier than anything and anyone on Earth. Probably would get judged by Haley too for it, but wouldn't care when you're not spending time with him.

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damian to bruce, batman and robin 2023- #1

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April 27, JASON PETER TODD

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Windbreaker Chapter 545 Spoiler ⚠️

We are finally at the end of the race! After everything, the ending yet expected was extremely beautiful especially for Jay and how much he’s grown as a character.

Spoiler notes below but no pictures this time as I feel like the beauty of the chapter would be taken away and I really do wish everyone can experience the emotions in it (not the last chapter for the series btw- we will be having more chapter [s] next week)

Jay is envisioning himself riding behind his uncle as he races against Vinny with his uncle asking him when will he be riding past him. He finally makes up his resolve and surpasses his uncle, catching up to Vinny. The crowd goes wild as the two races side by side with a scene featuring Jay’s mom finally accepting him and his love for racing where she yells in the hospital that if he was going to give up studying, to at least take first place. The race ends with Jay winning by 0.53 seconds and Sangho tells his minion to have doping test ready while Minu catches Sangho acting sus.

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bruce "i can carry it all in one go" wayne, everyone 👏 (sneak peek at some new merch i've been working on!!)

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HIHIHII. I wanted to ask...How do you think Wooin and Hyuk would be in relationship with a reader but like as poly relationship?

They’re so. Damn. Clingy. Unapologetically so, that it’s to the point you haven’t once been seen without them. 

Always claiming both sides with an arm around the neck, the shoulders, and/or (yes, and-slash-or) waist. Sometimes a chin perched on your head. Heaven forbids anyone else touching your hands. You can still remember it like yesterday, the incident with the poor guy simply wanting to thank you for saving his cat. 

“Babe? Who’s this?”

A sharp smirk plastered on his face as Wooin toys with the lollipop in his mouth, his eyes flickering between the joint hands and you. 

“Wooin! It was because I saved his cat- Hyuk, for the love of ,let go of me-!”

It was humiliating really. You did manage to get it resolved though not without being given a look and asked if you were into “that” in the most scandalous voice when Wooin decided then was a good time to act freaky with the other while Hyuk wouldn’t stop nuzzling you as he hugged you from behind. 

Today is no exception, too warm to be considered as the typical spring weather. But it doesn’t deter the two of them where Wooin keeps an arm wrapped around yours and Hyuk leans over, treating your shoulder on the other side as his designated headrest. 

“Let. Go.” You grit out, flicking your arms in attempts to get them out of their grip.

“But babe, we haven’t seen each other for so long-“ 

“We literally saw each other yesterday.” 

“And we haven’t talked in a while-“ 

“I was on the phone with you ten minutes ago.“ 

You simply blow a raspberry when the orange-glasses male squeezes your arm and shoots a glare. Serves him right, he should’ve let you go if he didn’t want to get interrupted every mid sentence. 

“I want some Pocari…” Hyuk grumbles, shifting his head a bit so he could rest on you more comfortably. 

At this point, you’d usually get annoyed. Give in and react considering that’s one of the three reasons why they like to irritate you like this (the other two is them wanting to hog all your attention to themselves as they once said “it’s already rough having to share” and simply enjoying being with you. You have yet to decide if you should be concerned or find this sweet). 

This time? A glint sparkles in your eyes for a second, realizing this is an opportunity. To finally be left alone even if it’s only for five minutes. Peace. And since when have you ever been one to pass when it’s being given on a silver platter? 

“Just Pocari?” Hyuk lets out a grumpy noise when you start feeling yourself for your phone.  

“Why? Planning to go alone?”

You swear-! No, no. Breath in. Breath out. Breath in. Breath out. 

“I mean, it’s hot out and it won’t take long.” Come on! Fall for it, fall for it-! “With the vending machine right the entrance of the apartment, I’ll buy it with Sprite so we can have hwachae* and Hyuk can have his drink.”

You try to keep your composure, maintaining a straight face as Wooin stares at you. One second passes. A full minute. Then he sighs.

“Ugh, fine.”

Yes! Finally-wait. Why was he getting up? 

“Weren’t you complaining earlier how hot it was?” You place your hand on his shoulder, stopping him midway. 

“Do you even have the stuff to make hwachae?” You shed mental tears of anguish at his sneer. This stupid snake-of-a-man, why won’t he give you a break? 

“I can stop by the mart-”

“It’s in the fridge. Next to the bottles of Pocari.” Instantly, you and Wooin whip your heads towards him. 

“What? Since when?” 

“It was in the plastic bag I brought with me earlier.”

Suddenly, it all clicks when you recall the plastic bag that was in his hand from when he and Wooin had, once again, arrived unannounced. 

“W-When you said you wanted to borrow my fridge for a second…”��

“Pfft-! That’s what was in the bag? You should’ve just said so instead of telling me you’d meet me here.” Wooin snickers, covering his face with a hand. 

As for you, you feel your hope crush inside, biting your lips and unable to nudge Hyuk’s hand off as he gradually tangles his fingers with yours. To think this was how you were going to get played-! 

“Since you’re up, can you go grab me one?” Hyuk hums, going back to scrolling through his phone with his free hand. 

“...Tsk.” 

Tsk indeed. Always having to go back and forth where if it’s not that one, it’s the other and vice versa. Hell, you should be glad it’s not both doing it together this time. But your freedom! Your freedom that was stripped away from you! 

By the time Wooin comes back, you’re full out sulking, refusing to acknowledge either of their presence. Well, supposed to. 

“Where’s mine?” Your eyes follow the other male’s movements, leaning over to grab the blue and white bottle placed in front of you while Wooin cracks open his. 

“Oh, you wanted some? You can share with me.” 

Hyuk doesn’t even bother asking; simply taking a sip before he holds his up to you. 

“...That’s it. I’m going.”

You will continue to insist and die on the hill that what happens next isn’t your fault. All you were doing was trying to make a point, the compromised position Vinny and Joker finds the three of you in being completely the other two’s doing once they come over after being invited by you for the impromptu hwachae party. You and everyone else also didn’t appreciate finding out the milk Hyuk brought over was banana flavored once everything was sorted out and the misunderstanding, somewhat, cleared. 

“I hope you two realize it’s because I love you, I put up with this.”

“What? Are you confessing to us again? That’s so embarrassing.”

“I was kidding, I’m not leaving.  So please, I need the two of you to stop squeezing the light out of me. I like breathing.”

*hwachae - Korean watermelon fruit punch made with usually strawberry milk and Sprite