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bangtanstrawberrycheesecake · 5 years ago

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He has a daughter from previous relationship

➾ pairing: husband!min yoongi x reader

➾ genre: angst, marriage, slice of life, slight smut

➾ word count: 5k

➾ summary: Yoongi has a daughter from a previous relationship and puts her before anyone else, including you, his own wife. You began questioning your marriage.

➾ title: Me Before Anyone Else (One Shot)

I watched as the minute turns from 55 to 56, informing me that another minute has pass by. It was 1:56 a.m yet Yoongi wasn't back home. He didn't even bother calling me to tell me why he's going to be late and why he had to be somewhere at 2 freaking am. The last time he informs me of his whereabouts was at 8pm where he told me he's on his way soon. 7 hours has pass by and I don't even know where he is. The first time he went MIA I panicked like crazy, thinking something might have happened to him or maybe he was in a car accident, but no, he showed up the next day with all sorts of excuse to why he couldn't go home. I wasn't even sad anymore at this point, it has happened too many times that I was becoming numb to the disappointing feeling in my chest. I knew he's doing okay out there and he's going to come home tomorrow with all sort of excuses like he always does.

I threw my phone on my bed and went up to the closet, deciding to change my sexy lingerie to a pair of comfortable silk pajama set that I had bought the other day in my "spend money because I’m sad shopping spree." The lingerie wouldn't be a use anyway since the man that I wanted to surprise it on wasn't even home anyway.

If you think being Min Yoongi's wife would mean I could get all his time and attention then you're wrong. Despite being married for 2 years I still felt like I wasn't really... his wife.

Min Y/N.

I never thought the name suited me anyway.

If you're wondering why I still stick up with this marriage despite the fact that I'm not completely happy is because I’m in love with him. Yes, they all say love makes you crazy. And I couldn't agree more. Yoongi was no perfect man, being married with him means accepting him despite his imperfections, accepting his past deeds, and accepting his family. The family that never appreciated me despite the fact that I’m trying my best to be Yoongi’s trophy wife.

But I endure it all because I love him.

I was awoken by the familiar voice and touch on the palm of my hand.

Yoongi.

I squint open my eyes, trying to get a sight of my husband just to give myself a reassurance that he's really there even though I know for sure whom that voice and touch belongs to.

"You're here" my voice was still groggy from my sleep but a smile manages to form it's way on my lips. I couldn’t help it. I was still pissed at him for last night but with him crouching down beside my bed looking down on me while his finger rubs slow circles on my palm, i couldn't stay mad at him for long. I could smell his familiar scent washes over me. The mixed smell of cologne and musky smell of a man that I love so much. But I could smell an unfamiliar scent whiff through my nose... What was that? A smell of alcohol? No not the drinking kind of alcohol but the medicine alcohol kind of smell.

"Where were you?" the question I’ve been dying to ask finally slip out of my mouth. I didn't want to sound pissed but yet I still sound like it. Yoongi must've realized that because now he's cupping my face and kissing my face softly all over from my chin, eyes, nose and to my neck, hoping it will calm me down.

I try to ignore his soft kisses but I couldn't help it, a grin escapes my lips but it was cut short when I heard the sentence he whispers out.

"I'm sorry, Hana was sick last night so I rushed her over to the hospital and stay the night. She was scared and wouldn't let me leave so I accompanied her."

Disappointment starts filling in inside my chest.

Okay that explains why he smells like the hospital.

Hana. She was one of the reason why my relationship with Yoongi hadn't been a stable one.

But yet I know she will always be in the picture no matter what... because she's his daughter. His five years old daughter that he loves with all his life.

His flesh and blood. And I know he'll never trade her with anyone, not even me.

Yup, Hana is Yoongi's daughter that he had with one of his past ex flings.

And he names her Hana because it means One in Korean and because she's the number one thing in his life. Like I didn't know that already but now I have to be reminded of that every single time I hear her name. Great.

Okay I know I probably sound childish as heck because I’m being salty over a five years old kid who is technically also my step daughter. But I have my reasons. And I have many of it.

First, the kid hates me. Second, the kid's mom hates me. And the list goes on.

I was awoken out of my trance when Yoongi continue with his explanation. "Hana's condition is better now though. She's stable and the nurses are taking great care of her so Joo Yeon let me go back home. She said she'll call me again if anything happens."

Even hearing her name makes my insides churn. I tried hard not to let jealousy cloud over me but it still does.

Relax.

You're his wife, you shouldn't feel jealous over anyone. Not even his ex. He doesn't love her, Yoongi said she's just one of his ex-flings.

But she's the mother of his child. My inner thought tried to remind of the harsh truth. So not helping.

"Babe? Are you okay?"

Yoongi must've senses my sudden change in mood. I force a smile and nod my head, "Yeah…I'm fine. Just still a little sleepy. I'm just happy you're back home and that Hana is fine."

Of course, I had to lie to him that I’m fine even though I hate the fact that he stayed the night in the hospital because that means Joo Yeon was there too. And there's probably only the three of them there. As much as I wanted to throw a tantrum, I know I couldn't do that. I didn't want him thinking I’m being childish in this relationship. So I always play the understanding role to him. I trusted him. I know he won't do anything stupid with Joo Yeon and I always assure myself that whatever he do is really for Hana and not Joo Yeon. That was how we manage to be together for so long. We dated for three years before tying the knot. Which means we have been together for five years.

We've been through many rocks, heck, we've been through many mountains along the way but I endure every single one of them.

All in the name of love. and I know it's the same for Yoongi as well. I know he loves me, and that's also one of the reason why I stayed in this relationship.

But I know he loves Hana as well, even more so than me.

I know he'll always put her first and that is why I’m not completely happy in this marriage.

Yoongi slept till noon the next day since he didn't sleep at all last night because he was too worried for Hana's condition. While he sleeps like a dead log, I decided to cook him something for him to eat when he wakes up. Nothing like a good ol Korean homemade food. Hana only caught a fever but apparently for Yoongi that is too much for his princess. Of course he had her checked in at the VVIP room of Seoul's most prestigious hospital.

I saw the hospital bill that he had put on the nightstand and boy it ain't cheap. A smaller receipt of takeout was sprawled in the night stand as well. '3 white piedmont truffle pasta [takeaway]'

Truffles. Hana's favourite. He must've bought that to cheer her up. Of course he had to buy for Joo Yeon as well. The image of the three of them eating pasta together in the hospital room like a happy family flash my mind. I let the thoughts off, shaking my head hoping to get the image out of my head. I'm not gonna let it ruin my day today.

But that small receipt reminded me how Joo Yeon will always be able to ride on Yoongi's wealth and live a luxury life with the excuse of being Hana's mom. Even though he's not with Joo Yeon, Yoongi never fails to provide for Hana's needs and education since the day he finds out Joo Yeon had given birth to his child. He had bought the two a huge house so Hana could live comfortably. At first, I was mad at him, because even though his excuse was that he bought it for his daughter, Joo Yeon lives there too and it annoys me. Was it necessary to buy a huge freaking house just for the two of them? Then he bought Hana a car a luxury car for her to go to school, and of course Ji Yeon was the one who use it since his daughter is too young to drive.

The list goes on to the point I just stop caring. It's his money anyway and I never wanted to take control of it. Despite the media and his family claiming I was a gold digger who married Yoongi for his wealth, I know I was never one. I was always a financially dependent woman, with my own F&B business that is doing well here in Korea but the media and his parents just needed an excuse to hate on me.

After our homemade Korean lunch, Yoongi had asked me whether I wanted to join him to the hospital to check on Hana. I didn't feel like meeting Joo Yeon today so I come up with an excuse, "You should go alone, I already promised my friends that I’m joining the Saturday tea time."

Okay so I didn't completely lie because my girls did invite me to a meet up today. I gave Yoongi a puppy eye and pout and he completely bought my excuse. "I'm gonna miss you..." Yoongi pull me by my waist, bringing me closer to him so I would sit down his lap. We were on our couch, chilling after our lunch with the TV turned on showing some random variety show. "I'm gonna miss you too." I gave Yoongi a peck in his lips, slightly angling down my hips so our crotch would grind down each other and he answered me with a groan before flipping us over so that I’m under him. My squeal of surprise was masked by his hungry kisses and I could feel Yoongi pressing down his hardness on me. We end up spending an hour on the couch before he go to check on Hana.

"Y/n! I didn't think you'd show up!"

My bestfriend Hyorin’s cheery voice echoed throughout the lounge. The Shilla hotel's lounge weren't crowded and there were only a few other occupied table. I instantly grin and pull her into a hug. Her cheeriness had made me cheery as well and that's exactly what I needed right now.

I scan through the cafe and see all my favorite girlfriends making their way to me to pull me into a hug. Yup, exactly what I need right now.

"Gurl, I thought you said you're going to spend time with Yoongi today?"

Hyorin asked me and I didn’t get a chance to reply when one of my girlfriends showed her phone screen to us, displaying Joo Yeon's Instagram story of Hana in the hospital bed with Yoongi sitting beside her holding her hand.

I rolled my eyes at the video, and I felt my girls tapping my back in understanding.

"She just had to upload it to Instagram huh." Hyorin rolled her eyes as well and I felt better that someone finally understand exactly what I’m feeling.

In contrast with Joo Yeon who love to share updates about Yoongi and Hana on her social media, I was more of the private type. I'm extremely cautious on what I share because I know the media likes to create drama out of nothing and that wouldn't be good for Yoongi’s career.

Fans loves Joo Yeon's update though and there are many fans who wanted them to go back together and be a happy family, completely disregarding my feelings.

"She always does that even back then when she and Yoongi was a thing, she had to upload cryptic post so the fans would know they're together." Hyorin continue chiming in.

The day went by and the sun have gone down. I was getting tipsy from the cocktail I have ordered. Our conversations were mostly about our marriage turmoils. No marriage is perfect and we have each other to remind that.

One by one each of my girlfriends began excusing themselves from the gathering, all having to run their own errands.

"Guess it's only the two of us." Hyorin chuckle and we both toast our glass of cocktail. We were the only one drinking alcohol because we weren't pregnant. Seeing Hyorin's kids and my girlfriends with pregnant belly though, had made me long for a kid of my own too. I've always wanted a kid of my own with Yoongi. It would be a lie if I said I wasn’t jealous of Joo Yeon for having a kid with Yoongi.

I've been trying for a baby with Yoongi but luck wasn't on my side for the past 2 years of marriage.

"Should I be worried that I haven't been knock up till now?" I blurted out before continuing "Obviously it's not Yoongi's fault because he's very fertile as you can tell. Maybe it's me? I think I should go check it out to the doctor."

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It was getting late so I decided it was best for us to head back home. Unlike Hyorin who had her husband checking up on them every minute, I hadn't received any text nor calls from my own dear husband. I was like a tipsy heartbroken mistress, except I’m actually the wife. How ironic.

Yoongi's probably too busy with Hana that he forgot to check up on me. It's 11 pm but he doesn't even care where I was or whether I’m safe.

I was actually in a much better mood when I’ve arrived in UN Village, one of Seoul's most expensive neighbourhood where Yoongi and I are staying. We thought an apartment was the best for a couple like us so we stayed in the apartment that Yoongi had purchased years ago. I couldn't wait to go up, take a shower and cuddle Yoongi. My mood was cut short when I heard laughters and giggles coming from the living room the moment I open up the door.

Hana was here. So was Joo Yeon and even my inlaws were here. Great! And I thought I was going to get a peaceful night.

"You’re back.” Yoongi stood up with Hana on his arms. All eyes on me and I could see the others throwing nasty look on me as if I was the woman who ruin the happy family.

I gave Yoongi a smile and he gave me a kiss on my foreheard before mumbling "I miss you" just hard enough for everyone to hear in the now cold silent living room.

I felt Hana throwing dagger looks on me as if she wants to make me disappear from the face of the planet. She was visibly upset that I was here so she decided to jump off from Yoongi and run to her mom who were looking at me with jealousy.

I look at her back, smirking a little to her when Yoongi circle his arms around me before escorting me to the living room so I could say hi to everyone. We exchange simple greetings and I couldn't wait to leave and I know they felt the same way. The only one who seems to like me was Yoongi’s brother and his daughter. She cling onto me the moment her eyes landed on me.

I made an excuse saying I was tired so I wanted to go to the room and rest. I heard his mom murmuring "You're not even pregnant and you're tired?" Yoongi didn't hear that but I did and so did Joo Yeon. She gave me a smirk back as if she had won this round and I wish I could rip that smirk off her face! But I know I’m better than that, so I gave them all a smile before making my way to me and Yoongi’s room.

I lost it the moment I close the door. I didn't even realized that I was holding back tears.

I guess i'm not that strong after all. The pent-up stress had been too much. I hate it when Yoongi's mom said stuff like that to point out the fact I haven't gave them a grandchild. God knows how much I want one as well and it makes me feel less of a woman when she remind me that I’m not pregnant yet.

"Mmm.. y/n... wake up..."

I was awaken by Yoongi nuzzling on my neck, his arm were trailing down on my body. I didn't realized I had fallen asleep after showering. I was still in my bathrobe which are now completely open probably because I had moved in my sleep and now I have a very horny man on top of me.

"If I knew I’d be greeted with this view I would have went to the room sooner." Yoongi joked as he leaves kisses down my neck while his other hand cup on my mound. I don't know if I should be mad or happy with that joke but it reminded that he was spending time with Joo Yeon and Hana and I check on the clock on the wall to see how long he had been leaving me. It's 1 am now and it pisses me off that he spends another two hours with them even though I’m back home. But I brush that thought away, I’m not going to think of the two and ruin what me and Yoongi is having right now. It's just me and him now, the two of us enjoying each other's presence in our bed. I was slowly losing myself and my breathing became hard when I felt Yoongi slowly kissing down my body. I felt him part my legs, shaping it into an M shape before burying his face on my lower half.

"Oh my god Yoongi..." a moan escape my lip the moment Yoongi's tongue landed on my clit. He groan and kept licking on my clit, knowing how much it drives me crazy. I had fisted my fingers on his hair by now, keeping his head locked down while he licks and suck on my most sensitive bud. The room were filled with my high-pitched moan and his proud groan of approval. My back arch and I was trashing left and right as he dove his tongue inside my hole before going back to my now engorged clit. He kept repeating it while he holds my hips in place, not allowing my lower body to move even an inch. That heightens the pleasure even more and the only thing leaving my lips were his name and it didn't take long before my orgasm hit me

We were both lost in the moment and Yoongi was about to slip his dick inside me, the head was already inside my opening when we heard knocks on our door. What the actual fuck!

"Appa! Appa!" I heard Hana screaming from outside and I gave Yoongi a "what the hell I thought she went home look" Yoongi gave me a sorry look before standing up to put on his boxer, his dick was still hard although it has softened slightly because of the interference, but it was still obvious from the tent on his boxer. "Explain, Yoongi." I was pissed and Yoongi knew that. "Sorry, I let them stay the night in the guest room since it's already late... Plus Hana wants me around, she's very attached when she's sick."

I couldn't even answer him, I was super pissed and I was horny as heck. Not a good combination.

He was about to open the door when I jump up from the bed to stop him from doing so.

"What the heck are you thinking going out there looking like that?" I whisper out, just hard enough for Yoongi to hear but not enough for the person outside. I point out to Yoongi’s obvious tent and he look down as well. He must've realized it's not appropriate as well because his grip on the door handle loosen.

"Yoongi...Hana needs you..." Joo Yeon's voice can be hear from outside and my mood turn even more sour. "Oh no no no don’t you even think of going out with HER outside." the thought of Yoongi still in his half horny state going out and seeing Joo Yeon pisses me off. A man is still a man after all and even though I trust Yoongi, I’m not going to let that happen. I motion for Yoongi to go to the bathroom so I can take care of the situation.

I didn't even think of fixing my disheveled hair and only tie my bathrobe loosely before opening up the door so Joo Yeon can realise what me and Yoongi were up to before Hana decided to ruin it.

She doesn't even look surprise when she looks at my state. Oh so she knew what was going on and she purposely had her daughter ruin me and Yoongi’s moment. What a bitch!!!! I should've realised sooner that the apartment walls are not thick enough and Joo Yeon had heard everything since she's staying in the room beside us.

"Oh hi dear..." Joo yeon smirk at me, and Hana was looking at me with annoyance while she play with her brand new iPad tablet. I was too pissed to even answer her and only arch my brow up. "Where's Yoongi? Hana couldn't sleep without him in the room" Joo Yeon said before pushing me aside to go inside my room to look for Yoongi. What the hell is this bitch thinking to think it's okay for her to step foot inside my private bedroom? I shove her out , "No you can wait outside, Thank you!" Joo Yeon must've senses that I was too pissed to messed with so she rolled her eyes and stood outside. I got a clear view of her now and that's when I noticed she was freshly showered and she was using nothing but a familiar white Fear Of God shirt. It landed down her thigh but I knew it wasn't enough to cover her if she bend up or down. So this bitch was thinking of seducing my husband huh. But what pisses me off more was the fact that she was using Yoongi’s Fear of God shirt that I had ironed yesterday and put out in his closet.

"Jealous that your husband gave me his shirt to wear?" Joo Yeon chuckle, and I hate that she notices my jealousy. "I have nothing to be jealous of, I'm his wife." I lied. I purposely emphasize the word wife to rub it on her that he chose me. "He loves me, he chose me and married me. So, there's definitely nothing to be jealous of." I continue, and my sentences were a reminder to myself too. I knew I had hit the right part and made Joo Yeon insecure. "Oh yeah let's see how long that love last. A father's love to his daughter will never fade thought." Joo Yeon bark back, her face was seething red now. Her little minion of a daughter was hyping her up like a hype man, and it irks me that she acts like an angel in front of Yoongi but acts otherwise when Yoongi isn't around. She doesn't even look like she needed Yoongi since she obviously loves and needed her iPad more. "Let's see how long that love last especially since you can't seem to get pregnant. His love for you will wear of sooner or later. I , though, will always be in his life and it won't take long before the three of us become one again." Joo Yeon gritted her teeth and that snap something inside of me.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY HOUSE." I shouted making both Joo Yeon and Hana jump in surprise. I drag the annoying woman out of the apartment and her daughter trail behind her before I shut the door right to her face. I know it's late at night but I know for sure this apartment building is a safe place, there's a 24 hour concierge and a limousine taxi on standby to drop her off back home. There was no reason for her to stay in this apartment in the first place, it was perfectly safe for her to go home but Yoongi just had to overthink and think it's unsafe for his Princess Hana!

I go back to my room, still piss off to find Yoongi come out of the bathroom freshly showered. He was wiping his hair with a towel when he notice the now silent house. "Where are they?" He definitely didn't hear the commotion that happen outside while he was in the shower.

"I ask them to go back home." I couldn't look him up in the eye as I say that, i don't know why I felt guilty. I shouldn't be but I was scared of Yoongi’s reaction.

"YOU WHAT?"

Yoongi was angry now. His loud voice echoed in our huge room and I flinch at the harsh tone. He threw the towel he was using to wipe his hair at my direction, and it landed right beside me, taking me by surprised. I look at him in disbelief, I should be the angry one, not him! "They shouldn't even be staying here in the first place!"

"She's my daughter she can stay here whenever she want!" Yoongi shouted back, going out of our room and shutting the door with a big slam. I followed him to find him wearing his shoes. I know he's thinking that the two is probably still in the lobby. "Your daughter can stay here but that woman shouldn't be here! and what were you thinking to give her your shirt to wear!" I don't even care if I sound childish anymore, I’m tired of acting like I’m fine and that Joo Yeon didn't affect me at all.

"That woman you talked about is the mother of my child, she has the right to stay here whenever she wants." Yoongi bite back. The words hit me right in my guts and I wanted to cry right there and then when I see him grab his car keys. So, he wants to leave me tonight to be with those two.

"Stay or I'm never stepping foot inside this house again." I challenged him. My tears were welling up in my eyes, ready to drop the moment I blink. I was basically asking Yoongi to choose between me or Hana. I knew what his answer would be, but I’m stupid enough to hope that maybe... just maybe his answer would be different.

Yoongi didn't even look back nor hesitate, he left me and the apartment door close shut.

I slide down the floor and cried my hearts out. The tears that were welled up on my eyes starts streaming down. My cries echoes in the huge apartment like it was mocking me for my poor fate.

That night my heart was broken down once again by none other than my very own husband, Min Yoongi.

Author’s note: Hope you all like it! Should I make this a series?

#yoongi fic #min yoongi smut #yoongi smut #yoongi fanfic #yoongi fan fic #min yoongi fanfic #yoongi ff #yoongi angst #bts angst #bts angst fic

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minniemixe · 4 years ago

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Beauty And The Beast

Gangster AU

Stray Kids Fanfic

Chan x Reader

Other Appearances: GOT7 BTS

Genre: Smut, Fluff, Angst

Warnings: Angst, Blood, Death, Voilence, Language, Smut, Homosexuality, Making out

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Chapter 7

“YOU!!!” Moon exclaimed, eyes wide open “Uhhh hi” he awkwardly smiled trying to avoid eye contact “Wait, you two know each other?” Mavis asked, pointing between the two “In this moment I wish I didn’t” Moon grumbled “Oh feelings are mutual” he whispered under his breath “C’mon sis, he’s a nice guy, he treats me really good” Mavis tried to lighten the mood “Yeah? By lying to you?” Moon said “What do you mean?” Mavis asked “Didn’t you just say that you’re the only one he sleeps with?” Moon raised a brow “Ba -Mavis let me explain, it’s not-I-” “Don’t, just, don’t.” Mavis said calmly “Bu-” he started “Give it up. And with all due respect. Get lost” Moon glared at him “I’m sorry” he whispered before walking away, seconds later the door closed

“You okay?” Moon asked cautiously “I’m hungry, what about you?” Mavis simply replied “Yeah, what are you having?” “I came back yesterday, my fridge is empty, wanna order takeout? Or do you prefer going out?” “I’m good with anything. Whatever you prefer, I came to spend time with you” Moon smiled “Let’s go out, it’s been long.” Mavis said enthusiastically “Yeah last we went was my 18th birthday, I’m turning 23 at the end of this year” “Gosh you’re an oldie and still a virgin” Mavis stuck her tongue out “Yeahwellunlikeyouatleastimnotsingle” Moon grumbled under her breath “I have no idea what you said there but I’m gonna assume that was you complaining about not being able to fulfil all your kinky and dark not to mention sadistic fantasies” she said running away “Get back here you little shit” Moon said chasing after her

“I’ll call the Uber, where are we going?” Mavis said “No need, I have a car” Moon said dangling the car keys in front of her sister’s face “About time you got one. Late night sisters drives are long overdue” Mavis said walking out the door “Don’t get too excited, it’s my boyfriend’s” Moon replied as the two got in the elevator “When the heck did you get a boyfriend” “Yesterday” “And you’re already using his car. Is he your boyfriend or sugar daddy?” Mavis spoke sarcastically “You do realize that’s not how sugar daddies work right” “But you’re not denying it” Mavis wiggled her brows “I really can’t with you” Moon shook her head “Damn, the guy owns an Audi, no wonder he’s your boyfriend” Mavis spoke dramatically “What do you take me for?” “Gold digger?” her sister replied more of a question “I’m not you” Moon simply said getting in the car, her sister following suit “Where are we going though?” “Like old times” Moon replied driving away

“I still can't believe the ice-cream machine was broken” Mavis complained as the two sisters sat on the car’s hood parked on the hill “It’s McDonalds, what did you expect” Moon shrugged “Don’t even know at this point” she laughed “Hey! At least we got the chocolate shake” Moon nudged her sister, taking a bite of her burger “Yeah” she laughed. A comfortable silence filled the air as the two admired the city view from the hilltop “So how long have you had a boyfriend and why was I not informed about this” Mavis striked up a conversation “Since when do I report back to you?” Moon replied sarcastically “I’m just saying, he’s your first boyfriend, and as your sister, I should be the first one to know” “You’re making me sound like a nerd” Moon whined “Well it is true, you’ve always had your nose in computers and games, never really went out and had fun” “I preferred it that way” she shrugged “Too much internet and violent video games have not done you any good” “Excuse me” Moon said an octave higher “You’re like the female version of Christain Grey and please don’t get me started on how you explained to Nay what you’d do to your supposed enemies” Mavis shivered “You should know the reason” “I do, but that’s not you, you’re just letting it get to your head” “I wish that was true but it’s not. I even scare myself sometimes. These thoughts and urges, it’s fucking crazy, I’m a monster” “Would you ever hurt me? Would you hurt mom, Nay, or anyone dear to you for that matter?” “Why are you asking tha-” “You won’t, that’s the answer. You care, you care so much. I know you think you don’t, that you’re just a heartless monster, but I know you’re not. You pretend that you don’t care, but you do, you show others that their words or actions don’t hurt, but deep down you know that’s not the case. You’re not a monster, you’re my sister, you’re the responsible caring adult who’s always been there no matter what. You’re a warrior if anything, I love you. Please don’t ever call yourself a monster. You’re not. If anything, he’s the monster” Mavis said gripping her sister’s hand tightly “But I want to hurt people. I want to watch them suffer” “Who? The ones who’ve wronged you? So what, it’s only natural, who doesn’t want to watch such people suffer” “But I-” “No buts. You know I’m right” “I guess you are, I mean you got the sadistic part right” Moon smirked “I- dear lord” “I blame Fifty Shades of Grey for that” Moon shrugged “Well you are the female version of Christain Grey so yeah” “Hhmm, you’re not wrong, I guess the only difference is that, I not only want to inflict pain, I want it to be inflicted on me as well. And much much worse than the movie. I want to feel that pain, as fucked up as it sounds, I find that pain pleasurable, more so than the sensual touches” Moon explained “You’re saying that like you’ve experienced it” Mavis looked at her confused. “Maybe I have” Moon simply shrugged thinking back to all the training sessions she had with Chan. How being punched and thrown around by Chan was much more exciting than the brief touches on her bare waist when he’d help her. “I’m not even gonna ask” Mavis looked away “Hey you’re the one who called me Christian grey, I’m just agreeing with you by stating facts” “Exactly why you shouldn’t worry about anything” “I’m confused” “You’re agreeing with me. Yeah Christian Grey was a sadist, he had issues, but once he got it out of his system, met the right person, he overcame it. He realized he was a better person. And just like him, once you get it out of your system, maybe you’ll feel better. And one day, someone will come along, who’ll accept you the way you are and won’t care about your issues, rather help you” Mavis explained. Moon just looked at her sister, surprised at the fact that everything she said indeed made sense. “When did you get so smart?” Moon nudged her, laughing “One of us has to when the other won’t” Mavis stuck her tongue “Not so fast there, I haven’t interrogated you yet” “What for?” Mavis asked confused “Let’s start from, where you met that duffer” Moon said “Oh him? We met at a club, one too many drinks led to a wild night” “And just like that, you decided to become friends with benefits?” “Not really, we exchanged numbers and carried on with our lives, occasionally hooking up. Hooking up turned into hanging out. He was really a sweet guy. It was a nice friendship until he confessed an-” “HE CONFESSED?” Moon exclaimed “Let me finish. I rejected him, saying I wasn’t interested in relationships. Pretty clishĕ if you ask me. At first it was awkward but then we simply forgot about it, I really thought our friendship was going somewhere. He told me he wanted to ‘officially’ become friends with benefits where we’d only sleep with other, but apparently he lied” she explained “Did he ever bring up his feelings again?” Moon asked “By his actions, all the time, he got possessive sometimes, other times, he would do sweet things. Verbally, once, when he showed up drunk to my apartment. But he was too wasted to remember anything the next morning so I kept my mouth shut. I was thinking of giving him a chance though. I felt too bad for rejecting him when he was so sweet to me” “I never knew he had the ability to be nice” Moon grumbled “I guess I made him wait too long, he got tired” Mavis sighed “No, NO, just no. You’re not taking the blame for this. You weren’t ready for something, he should’ve understood. And if he expected you to be loyal, then he should’ve been too. He’s the jerk here” “Jerk move, sure, but I wouldn’t call him a jerk” “Do you like him?” Moon asked seriously “Maybe, I just thought that maybe, for once someone was willing to accept me despite my flaws. I told him about dad. I never thought I’d open up about that to anyone but you. He was so amazing and understanding, and I couldn’t help it. I guess I ruined it by my stubbornness” Mavis said, as a tear rolled down her cheek “Are you crying? Mavis no, this isn’t your fault” she said getting closer to Mavis, hugging her “I just, dad’s behaviour always got to me and I always thought that if my own father never wanted me, how could someone else”. Moon’s blood boiled with anger, she wanted to just march up to the man and kill him, but she couldn’t knowing that her sister had feelings for the said man “I know the feeling, trust me I know. Why do you think I was single all this time, I thought the same thing. But once I let it go, it got a little easier, not much but a little bit. Stop thinking about dad, honestly, I know it's easier said than done, but let it go. You’ve come so far, don’t let him bring you down” Moon said stroking Mavis’s hair “You think he’ll come back?” she asked “I don’t know, if he really has strong feelings for you, he might” Moon answered looking away “Oh no, I know that look, don’t you dare, you’re not getting involved in this” Mavis said sternly “He made you cry, I’m gonna kill him, try and stop me” “I’ve been sensitive these days, I cry over everything. Don’t hurt him please” “He’s still getting a piece of my mind” Moon glared “Just let him stay in one piece” “I’ll try. No promises” “Of all days, you had to visit today” Mavis shook her head, making Moon laugh.

Moon had dropped Mavis back at her apartment and was now parked outside her place. She was happy to have spent time with her sister but she couldn’t help but let her emotions get the better of her. Taking a deep breath, Moon calmed herself, knowing that if she got emotional, the situation would get worse than it needed to be. However calming down seemed to be a failed option, because as soon as she stepped foot in the living room, her blood boiled. Snatching the fruit knife from Anna’s hand Moon leaped at Hyunjin, she pushed him onto the couch and put the knife against his throat, “Give me one good reason,why I shouldn’t kill you right now” she gritted, glaring at him “I-” he started “This better be good Hwang, my control is at its peak” “Moon, what is this about” Minho asked “Stay out of it, I swear anyone gets in my way, I won’t hesitate to-” her voice cracked. Moon knew she was scared, scared of what she’d do if she lost control, scared she’d do something she’d regret for the rest of her life. And everyone could see it. “Moon, please calm down, don’t do something rash” Bree said cautiously moving towards her “But he-” “Whatever he did, I’m sure you guys can talk it out. Doing this will only hurt you, put the knife down, he’s hurt” El spoke pointing at Hyunjin’s bleeding neck “Not as much as my sister” she gritted, her knuckles turning white from the tight grip on the knife “What’s going on?” Chan questioned as he, Seungmin and Jeongin entered the living room “I’m sorry” Hyunjin said barely above a whisper “Why? I don’t understand. I know you, or at least I thought I did” Moon asked, her grip loosening “I couldn’t help it” he said avoiding eye contact “WHat the hell is going on? Moon put the knife down” Chan ordered “Stay out of this Chan, you don’t know what’s going on” Moon replied harshly “No I will NOT. You’re hurting my brother” Chan said moving forward, grabbing Moon’s wrist “But he hurt my sister, I’m sure you would’ve done the same” Moon glared at Chan “And you! She really thought you were different from the other asshats she’d been with. She even opened up to you, and you just-and the worst part is she blames herself. I hope you feel great about yourself” Moon looked at Hyunjin. She forcefully released her wrist from Chan’s grip, threw the bloody knife at his feet and stormed out. Hyunjin let out a breath and buried his head in his hands. “I’ll go talk to her” Chan spoke and left

"Care to explain?" Chan snapped at Moon as soon as he entered her room "Chan please leave me alone, I'm not in the mood" she replied lying on her bed, eyes fixed on the ceiling "You almost killed Hyunjin, and you expect me to just leave you alone, I'm not going anywhere without an explanation" "The only person who deserves an explanation right now is me, from Hyunjin. Once we clear it up, you'll know" she sat up glaring at him "Whatever the case, you had no case to be insensitive towards him" "What the fuck is that supposed to mean, all I asked was for an explanation, there was nothing insensitive about it" she said, her voice raising "You said it to his face that he'd never understand since he was an only child" "The fuck Bang?! I never said that" "When you said and I quote 'But he hurt my sister, I’m sure you would’ve done the same'. Isn't that what you were insinuating?" He raised a brow "Are even hearing yourself right now? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU TAKE ME FOR? I WOULD NEVER. I ONLY SAID IT TO YOU, SO YOU'D BACK OFF" she shouted at him "WHY ARE YOU BEING SO STUBBORN?" "I'M NOT BEING STUBBORN, MY SISTER CRIED BECAUSE OF HIM, AND WORST PART IS THAT SHE BLAMED HERSELF FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO KEEP WHATEVER THE TWO HAD, AND YOU JUST EXPECT ME TO SIT AROUND. TELL ME CHRIS, WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE?" “OH GOSH YOU’RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER" regret took over him just as fast as those words left his mouth. In the two and half years of knowing each other, Moon had never shown emotions this clearly. She was good at masking her emotions. As soon as those words left his mouth, Moon's eyes twitched and the amount of hurt present in her eyes shook Chan to the core. But as quickly as the emotions flashed in her eyes, they disappeared just as quick. Her eyes turned ice cold, just like they had been when she started living with them. "Moon I-" he started "I get it. Don't, you have nothing to explain, I've known it all along. No matter how much I want to deny it, his blood indeed runs through my veins. So thank you Chris for clearing it up for me." His name sounding foreign "That's not what I me-" he couldn't finish his sentence, Moon had walked out past him.

After the fight broke between Moon and Chan, things had been very weird. She didn’t necessarily ignore anyone or was rude, just distant. It was like the days when she had joined, barely talked to anyone and just did what was asked of her, she never missed her training sessions or when they had to go out for missions. “Hey!” said Jisung as he entered the kitchen “Hey” Moon replied from the stool she was sitting on “What are you doing?” he asked taking a seat next to her peeking at her laptop screen “Uh no-nothing” she stuttered trying to hide the screen from him. It was too late, he had already seen the screen and his eyes were blown wide. Unfortunately for Moon, Hyunjin had entered the kitchen just in time to see Jisung’s bewildered expression. “You’re leaving?” Jisung asked, barely above a whisper “She’s what?” Hyunjin asked “Leaving” Jisung answered loudly this time “Why?” Hyunjin questioned “It’s complicated, I can’t stay here” she answered vaguely “Were you going to tell us or were just gonna leave” Jisung looked at her with sad doe eyes “I’m sorry, I thought it would’ve been best if I left quietly, I don’t want anyone to talk me out of it” contrary to her claim, her decision was wavering just by looking at the sad expression on Jisung’s face. Hyunjin decided to exit the scene, not wanting to anger Moon by voicing his opinion. Ever since that day, he had tried to steer clear of Moon, even though her anger had cooled down and she was feeling extremely guilty for blowing up on him like that. Hyunjin wanted to apologize to her and just clear everything up but he knew if he brought up the topic, Moon would want an explanation, something he couldn’t bring himself to give. “Sung please don't make that face, you know I can’t resist it” she smiled weakly at him “I’m not doing it on purpose, I can’t bear the fact of you leaving, or any of us for that matter, if they found out” he replied “Please don’t tell them. I don’t want to create a scene” she pleaded “Why not, they deserve to know” “I know, I know, I’ll tell them when the time comes. I still have 4 months. For now just pretend you don’t know, that you never saw this” “Can I atleast know why” “It’s complicated, lets just say me staying will only hurt you guys, I’m unstable” she sighed “Why? Because you shouted at Hyunjin, or how you killed that man 3 days ago? You think those things make you unstable? Moon, you’re a fucking gangster, and you acting like one isn’t ‘unstable’. Ask anyone they’ll say the same thing” “It’s not just that, its-” she started “Hyunjin? Look I don’t know what happened between him and your sister, but I know for a fact that your reaction was justified. I know he would’ve done the same. He probably even would've killed, you didn’t, you were scared, you know that, we all could see it. You’re just scared that you might lose control” Jisung spoke “But doesn’t that make me unstable? Not knowing when I might lose it, what I might end up doing. I don’t want any of you near me if that ever happens, I’m afraid of becoming the monster I’ve always feared” “I get you, I can’t understand your reasons, but I get where you’re coming from. Everything you’ve been through, obviously it had an effect on you, but in the end it’s up to you isn’t it. It’s up to you to make you. Are you going to let your past define you? Are you going to let someone else’s mistakes take control of your actions? You can’t let your past control your present and ruin your future. I know it's easier said than done but Moon, you’re not alone, not anymore” “Do you really think I can get better? Do you think I can get rid of that hatred inside me? The hatred I have for myself” Moon asked, eyes desperate. Even she didn’t know what the desperation was for but it was there. “You can.” Hyunjin answered from behind her before Jisung could say anything “Were you eavesdropping?” Jisung asked “Sorry I couldn’t help it, I wanted to leave but I wanted to know the reason” he awkwardly scratched the back of his neck “It’s okay, I’m glad you were listening, I don’t want you thinking I’m leaving because of you” Moon smiled at him “Everything you’re feeling, I know it, I know it all too well” Hyunjin said taking a seat next to the two “What do you mean?” she asked him confused “Hatred, the hatred you have for yourself. There must be a reason for it, do you know it?” Hyunjin questioned “I-I don’t know, I guess I just hate myself for being my father’s daughter. For having his blood run through my veins, the blood that makes me the same as him. I hate myself for hurting people, especially the ones I’m close to” she replied “Who have you ever hurt to make yourself hate you” Jisung said “I hurt you, if I had better control, maybe things would’ve been different, maybe Chan and I wouldn’t have fought. He was right you know, when he said I’m just like my father, but the tragic part is, I’m so much worse than him.” Moon replied looking at Hyunjin “Not necessarily, ultimately that’s for you to decide” Jisung spoke “How come?” Moon asked “His blood may run through your veins but it doesn’t define you, that blood doesn’t decide your actions for you. You’re the one who has control over them, your blood doesn’t determine your personality, it doesn’t represent you as a person, that again is up to you, you’re the one who has the power to define yourself, not his blood” Hyunjin said “That’s the thing, I don’t have control, even if I had it, it’s falling out of my grasp” “That’s it. You’ve practically figured it out, you just need to dig a little deeper and you’ll be there” Jisung pointed out “What do you mean?” she asked confused “Control. You said you had it but now you’re losing it. There must be a reason, you held on for so long, why is it now that you’re losing it, something must’ve triggered it” Jisung explained “Come to think of it, that makes sense” Moon spoke, lost in thought “Do you think you know what might have caused it?” Jisung asked “Me” Hyunjin spoke before Moon could answer “No, I admit you could’ve been the one to trigger my pent up anger but it wasn’t you” Moon said putting the puzzle pieces together “You seemed pretty scary though” Hyunjin chuckled “Sorry” Moon smiled sheepishly “No it’s alright, you had every reason to, I’d have done the same” Hyunjin said “Do you know the reason then?” Jisung questioned “I think so” Moon said “What could it be” Hunjin asked, Moon sighed before speaking “A few years back someone tried to rape me” Moon closed her eyes trying to ignore the horid memories “Hey, you don’t have to talk about it, it’s alright” Hyunjin squeezed her hand “No, it’s alright. It’s time I let it out. I’ve held onto it for so long, thinking I could forget it, but I never could, it’s always at the back of my mind. Maybe if I do this, I’ll finally be able to let it go” she answered “Don’t push yourself, I know the feeling all too well. If you can’t, we completely understand” Hyunjin softly smiled at her “Thanks, it’s alright” Moon smiled, taking a deep breath she started explaining “That’s why I guess I was angry, I saw him the day I decided to visit my parents and everything just came crashing back, he completely ruined my life and disappeared into thin air. And then he had the audacity to walk back into my house claiming he has feelings for me. If Chan wasn’t there I’d have killed him” Moon finished “As you should’ve, the bastard deserved it” Jisung spoke “Seeing him again triggered all those suppressed feelings?” Hyunjin asked “Yeah and it was fucked up and I felt angry at myself because I spent years looking for him, eventually giving up. But he showed up at my house so easily” “Who showed up where?” Seungmin asked as he entered the kitchen “Long story dude, you came here too late” Moon laughed “But just in time, help us convince her into staying” Hyunjin said “SHE’S LEAVING” Seungmin shouted “Why don’t you announce it on a loudspeaker” Moon spoke sarcastically “Sorry but what the hell is going on” Seungmin asked “Take a seat, you’re in for a long one” Moon said gesturing to one of the empty bar stools near her seat. “I can help you find him. I mean it’s better if more than one person does it, odds are we might be able to locate him that way” Seungmin said once the three explained the whole story to him. “Yeah and you don’t have to leave either, I’m sure together we’ll work something out” Jisung said “That’s sweet of you, and I’ll think about it. Thank you guys, I really needed that” Moon smiled at the three boys “Ofcourse, and if you ever need to talk about anything we’re always here. That’s what family is for” Hyunjin smiled at her “I don’t want to overstep my boundaries here, but what happened between you and Chan, the two of you have been really weird lately” Seungmin questioned “Uhm, I’m not sure, we kinda argued and I guess we haven’t talked much since then” Moon shrugged “You seem a lot distant from him lately, did he say something?” Jisung asked “Nothing big, it was just a little argument and he wasn’t wrong either, he only defended you” she smiled looking at Hyunjin “There really wasn’t anything to defend me on, what I did was wrong” Hyunjin said “Well at first I thought so too but I guess I was unintentionally insensitive, so he was right” she said “When?” Seungmin aksed “When I told Chan he’d do the same if it was his sister, I was kinda just throwing it in his face that he wouldn’t understand since he was an only child. I was quite angry so I didn’t realize I was being disrespectful and I kinda fought Chan because of that as well, but when I calmed down, I realized I was wrong as well” she explained “I can see why he was so worked up” Jisung mumbled “What?” she asked not quite catching what he said “What happened between your sister and I was partially because I’m an only child” Seungmin and Jisung looked at him wide eyed as soon as those words left his mouth “I take full responsibility, what I did was really messed up but I guess I couldn’t help it. It’s just that for the first time I felt that someone was willing to have something with me other than a sexual relationship. I felt comfortable with her and I felt accepted despite my flaws, so somewhere along the line, I started developing feelings. I was- actually am willing to wait for her but I guess my urge and guilt took better of me and I couldn’t stay true to my word” Hyunjin continued. “What do you mean guilt? And what did you mean by ‘because of being an only child’?” she questioned. Hyunjin took a deep breath before talking “I had a twin sister” he said “Hyun, you don’t have to-” Seungmin started “It’s okay, maybe like Moon said holding onto it isn’t going to help” Hyunjin smiled “There’s no pressure, I can sense this something sensitive” Moon said “No it’s okay” He smiled and took a deep breath before speaking “Ever since I was young, I was always complimented on my looks, it was flattering at first but then it got annoying and offending too at times. Like how people would say I can do anything because of my looks or how I could simply make money by modeling or something like that and didn’t need to study. They even went to the point where they said that if I couldn’t get into modeling agencies I could always become a pornstar. My sister Yeji, she was literally the only one who always supported me no matter what. She did have similar problems but people were never extreme about it since she was a lot smarter than I was. Jiji and I had a very special bond, not just physical but emotional as well. We always knew if something was wrong with the other. Even physically, if one of us was hurt the other would know immediately. I loved dancing but no one really took me seriously, whenever I’d be practicing, people would often come to me saying, I didn’t need to work so hard because any agency would accept me based on my looks. And God did I fucking hate it. Yeji however was very sassy and was always quick to defend me. She was the one who motivated me into becoming a trainee. Apart from Yeji, the boys were the only true friends I had. I met them back in highschool and they were also very supportive of me having a dance career. They even covered for me when I was missing school because of my trainee schedule. During the end years of my high school I had a very good chance of a solo debut. I was so ecstatic, I felt like I could conquer the world. But life's a bitch and is full of surprises. A fellow trainee of mine was having a hard time with her dancing and asked me to help out. I obviously didn’t think much of it and agreed. For about three weeks we trained together, and we got really close as well. She was the first girl I ever had feelings for. More time in training, she confessed and I really thought nothing could go wrong, but boy was I wrong. The night I lost my virginity to her was the night everything went down. While I was asleep, she took some indecent photos and leaked them on purpose. Later I found out it was all just a fucking joke. My debut was cancelled and my agency terminated my contract. Apparently she and her friends had betted on who could get the hottest trainee to help them with their dance. Bitch thought it would be funny and then betted on getting me into bed. Later when I asked her why she leaked our pictures, she simply said it was a prank and didn’t think it was a big deal anyway. She said and I quote ‘You’re so good looking anyway, it shouldn’t be a problem for you to get into other agencies’. That’s when I gave up. I thought it was pointless, I closed myself off from everyone then just used my body to my pleasure, it was what I was good at apparently. Yeji really pushed me into trying out for a new agency but I had already made up my mind. Then Chan asked us to join his gang and I didn’t really have much to do so I thought why not. Yeji gave up her dream for me as well. I told her not to but she never listened. I promised myself I’d give her everything because of all the things she had done for me. I wanted to give her the world yet I couldn’t even protect her. It was my fault. Every single thing was my fault. If I hadn’t trusted him, if I had my phone with me that night. I’d have known something was up if only I wasn’t-” and he completely broke down, crying loudly. Jisung hugged his body close to his own, whispering soothing things all while his own tears fell down his cheeks. Moon and Seungmin weren’t any better, both were crying looking at Hyunjin’s shaking figure. “It wasn’t your fault, none of us could’ve known he was a spy” Seunmin spoke “But, I could’ve still saved her if I ha-” “Hey, some times, we think that if you were to do something different the outcome could be changed. But if given a chance to redo it, something else would happen and the outcome would remain the same. Some things are just not in our control.” Moon cupped Hyunjin's face to comfort him

3 Years Ago

“HWANG HYUNJIN, YOU’RE SO DEAD!!!” Yeji shouted on top of her lungs, soaking head to toe “Catch me if you can” Hyunjin stuck his tongue out and ran inside locking the backdoor “I’m not having any of your bullshit today” she gritted before taking the gun out and shooting at the door handle “BITCH, ARE YOU CRAZY” he shouted running away from her angry figure “YOU’RE NOT ESCAPING TODAY” she shouted following after him “AAAAHHHHHHH, YOU’RE AN ANIMAL, WHAT THE HELL” Hyunjin shouted running towards his room. “Just you wait, I’ll make you regret that” she said getting closer to him “Woman calm down” he said getting inside his room and locking it “Open the door you asshole” Yeji banged on the door repeatedly “Oi language, I’m older than you” Hyunjin laughed from the inside “By 20 minutes, open the door or else” she said “Or else what” he teased “You better run” she said shooting the door handle again “Jesus Christ what the hell is wrong with you today” he said grabbing her from behind locking her in his arms as she entered the room “Let me go idiot, I’m really not in the mood” Yeji said wiggling in his hold “Not until you tell me what’s bothering you” he said, rocking her side to side. Yeji sighed relaxing in his arms “Can’t I go with you” she asked “Jiji, you know you can’t. The more people, the more dangerous it gets” Hyunjin said, guiding her to his bed “But why, isn’t there another way, where no one goes. It’s dangerous as it is” Yeji sighed “If there was, we’d do that. Now cheer up. Everything is going to be alright” he patted her soaking head “But you better not get hurt.” Yeji warned. Hyunjin smiled, already feeling her mood lifting “Yes ma'am” Hyunjin stuck his tongue out, rummaging through his closet “Put these on” Hyunjin said throwing a pair of hoodie and sweatpants at her “Why the hell did you even think this was a good idea. I could get sick you know" Yeji asked "I made sure the water was warm so no need to worry your highness" Hyunjin replied sarcastically

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“Remind me again why I have to stay in the van?” Yeji asked Chan “Because it’s safer, besides they’re good company” Chan replied pointing towards Seungmin, Jeongin and Anna “You’re kidding right, even Liv is going. C’mon man, I’m not a kid” Yeji whined “I can stay with you if you want” spoke a voice from behind Chan “Dave, man I like you but that doesn’t mean I approve of you and my sister” Hyunjin spoke through the ear piece “C’mon man, don’t be like that” Dave replied laughing “Jiji, I need you out of harm's way, can’t risk you getting hurt, it’ll affect my mission as well” Hyunjin spoke “Boy you’re getting on my nerves” Yeji said sitting back in her seat understanding his concern "I think it's cool to have such a bond with someone" Anna striked up a conversation as the others left "It is but it's terrifying as well. Just feeling your heartbeat rise out of nowhere. Knowing something is up but not knowing what." Yeji replied "I can't imagine what's that like" Seungmin said "Honestly it's just heartache. I can actually feel my heart constrict when Hyunjin gets hurt. And it's so much worse when he's not near me." She replied "Aww Jiji, I didn't know you cared so much" Hyunjin spoke through the earpiece "Shut up. Get back in one piece so I can take care of you" Yeji scowled "I see you're still mad about the water incident" Hyunjin chuckled "Oh just you wait, I'll get you back so good, you'll never think of messing with me again" "That's what you always say" Hyunjin remarked "It must be cool to have a twin, all my brother does is treat me like a kid" Anna complained "You know I can hear you right?" Chan said through the earpiece "Good for you" she grumbled "Y'all should be lucky you're still together. I miss having this with Wonpil. We rarely see each other anymore" Seungmin said "Yeah wel-" Jeongin started "Hyunjin what's wrong?" Yeji said catching everyone's attention "Something doesn't seem right" Hyunjin replied "Jinnie I don't feel good about this, get out of there" Yeji said worriedly "I should be fine, no one knows who I am" Hyunjin said "Please be careful" "I always am princess" "Chan what's the update?" Jeongin asked "We've surrounded the building, no one should be able to get out undetected. Minho, Felix what's the status at the drop-off sight" Chan replied "Not sure, we're still waiting" Minho replied "Chan we're compromised. We might have to exit the building" Woojin said "What do you mean?" Bree asked "There are people coming up here, if we stay on the roof we'll be exposed" El replied "Dave, what's your position?" Jisung questioned "Saw someone exiting from behind the building, was tailing them" Dave replied "Did you identify the person" Liv asked "Male, 5'9, didn't see his face, lost him in the crowd" he replied "Seungmin, anything on the drones?" Changbin asked "Nothing, too suspiciously quiet" the younger told "Fuck!" Came Hyunjin's voice followed by gunshots "HYUNJIN!!!!" Yeji screamed "What's going on?" Chan asked alarmed "It was a fucking trap" Hyunjin said

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"They knew, I don't know how but they knew" Hyunjin said, now everyone back and alive "They probably saw it coming because of what happened 2 months ago" Chan deduced "Still, it doesn't make sense, how did they recognize me?" Hyunjin said confused "Did you see someone you've met before?" Minho asked "No. That's the alarming part." "Maybe someone was there, behind the cameras who recognized you? There is a possibility. Many of the top gangs were present there, so security was bound to be tight" Dave reasoned "Still, something doesn't seem right. This was very carefully planned, it seems too suspicious to have failed just like that" Yeji eyed Dave "We'll have to look into it. But for the meantime, lay low." Chan said, dismissing everyone

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"Ah fuck baby, just like that" Hyunjin moaned as the girl sunk down on his hard length. She whined grinding down on him. "C'mon baby, show me what you got" he groaned guiding her hips over his own. "Faster baby" Hyunjin breathed, thrusting up into her wet hole. "I'm so close sir" the girl moaned, riding him fast, chasing her high. "Cum for me baby" he groaned, desperate to reach his own high as well. "Fuck" he groaned feeling her clench around him tightly ."Ahh" the girl moaned, releasing around him, triggering his own orgasm. Hyunjin released in the latex with a deep groan, his thrusts slowing down as the overstimulation kicked in. Getting off of him, she lied down beside him as Hyunjin removed the soiled condom from his softening cock, discarding it in the bin. “Wanna go for another round in the shower” he asked, peppering her neck with kisses, she giggled looking at him and nodded. “Come on le-” He was cut off with Chan barging into the room “We nee-” “I’m in the middle of something” Hyunjin said pointing towards the naked girl beside him “It’s Yeji” Chan said, Hyunjin’s eyes went wide, finally realizing that his heartbeat was going crazy twenty minutes ago because of the bond he and his sister shared and not because of the pleasure. Getting up from the bed he apologized to the girl before quickly getting dressed and followed Chan. “What the hell happened and where is Dave?” Hyunjin questioned as the gang was gathered in the weapon room “He was a spy and he has Yeji.” Bree answered “Fucking bastard, I’m gonna rip him to shreds” Hyunjin gritted “We need to get her quickly. Hyunjin, you good?” Minho questioned “Yeah, she’s okay, but I can’t say that for long” he said strapping in his knives “I have the coordinates, let’s go” Jeongin said

“Jesus Christ, why is this taking so long? And why the hell didn’t she call, actually come to think of it, where is my phone anyway. Seungmin give me the coordinates” Hyunjin started blabbering due to the nervousness building up and snatched the GPS device from the younger’s hand “Hey Hyunjin calm down, we’ll get her yeah” Chan said trying to ease his worries “I fucking can’t, how could I have been so stupid. Aarrgghh” Hyunjin pulled at his hair. No one said anything because judging from his behaviour they could tell that something was very wrong on Yeji’s side. “Let’s hide the van there, Seungmin and Jeongin set up the drones, Cha-HyuNJIN WHAT THE HELL” Minho started but got cut off seeing Hyunjin jump out of the moving van as it slowed down. Hyunjin didn’t reply, he just ran until his body disappeared into the darkness. He stopped as the GPS pointed that he was where he needed to be "YEJI!! YEJI, WHERE ARE YOU? YEJIIIIIII" he shouted at top of his lungs trying to locate his sister "Ye-ah" he grabbed his chest as his heart started beating extremely fast and chest started aching "No, no, Yeji" he called kneeling on the pavement, hands clutching his chest as his breathing became laboured. Taking a deep breath he got up and let his legs take control, knowing he didn't need the GPS anymore to get to his sister. With every step he took, the pain in his chest intensified. He came to a halt seeing his sister's body lying on the cold hard ground with a knife deep in her chest. "No, no, Jiji, you can't, hey I'm here now, please open your eyes. Princess please. You can't" he cried cradling her body in his arms. "J-ji-jin-nie" Yeji choked feeling her brothers grip on her "Yeah, I'm here, stay with me hhmm" he said cradling her head with one hand while the other put pressure on her chest trying to reduce the bleeding around the weapon "Wh-why di-dn't y-you p-pi-p-ick up" she stuttered, coughing up blood "No no, sshh don't talk, I'm so so sorry. I'm so sorry" he said burying his head in her hair crying loudly. Yeji caressed her brother's hair one last time like she had been ever since they were young whenever he cried, until her body went cold and her hand went limp beside her lifeless body. "Jiji, Yeji wake up" Hyunjin shook her pale body "Ye-ah, ah." He clutched his chest as the pain suddenly increased until he couldn't take it anymore "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" he screamed on top of his lungs until his vision blacked and he passed out due to the pain.

Hyunjin opened his eyes and realized he was in his room, looking around he saw his members standing around him. "What hap-" he started when his eyes went wide "I can't feel her" he whispered touching his chest "Why can't I feel her, where is she? WHY CAN'T I FEEL HER, WHERE IS SHE. WHERE IS MY SISTER? WHY CAN'T I FEEL HER HEARTBEAT" Hyunjin screamed, tears streaming down his face. No one said anything, just stared at their best friend with heartbroken expressions, failing to keep their own tears in. He leapt off the bed and lunged forward at the leader "Tell me, tell me right now, where is she, she's in the infirmary right? She's just asleep right? She's gonna wake up soon, she's alright. It's just me. This can't be real, it can't be. Where is her heartbeat? Why can't I feel it, WHY CAN'T I FEEL IT CHAN?" He grabbed Chan's collar and buried his head in his chest crying loudly "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry" the older cried, wrapping his arms around the younger male, trying to calm his shaking figure. "NOOOO PLEASE, NOOOOO AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH" He fell to his knees crying loudly, mourning his sister's death.

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“Ever since that day, I've developed a habit of having sex too much. Deep down, I always hope that one day my heartbeat will increase like it did that day, or my phone will ring. But it doesn’t. That’s also the reason why I ended up sleeping with other people even though I told your sister I wouldn’t. And God I know it’s no excuse but I just want you to know that I never would’ve hurt your sister intentionally” Hyunjin sniffed, wiping his eyes, now calmer than before. “I’m sorry you had to go through that. And thank you for sharing your story, I’m sure it wasn't easy" Moon smiled at Hyunjin “The reason I shared it with you is because of the question you asked earlier" Hyunjin replied "What question?" She asked "When you asked if you could get rid of the hatred you have for yourself" Hyunjin replied "How?" Moon asked "Why do you hate yourself. Because you're your father's daughter. No that's not it, it's because you blame yourself. You blame yourself for not being able to get away from him and building yourself up how you wanted to. You think it was your fault you couldn't, because eventually your life is in your hands and how you live and shape it. But Moon, after hearing your side of the story, that's not the case. It will be if you decide to spend the rest of your life in self pity and giving yourself up into the life of your so-called blood. Your life was shit until you were given a chance to leave through the sports scholarship, what happened? Someone tried to force themselves on you, but you stayed strong and kept fighting. Yes you lost your chance at escaping your father how you originally wanted but why? Was it entirely your fault? No, partially yes, if you had opened up to your parents maybe things would've been different. But you'll never know. Who's fault was it if it wasn't entirely yours? Andre, if he hadn't drugged you that day, things would've been different. Okay, fine chapter closed, but that's not where it ends. You have still so much to do. You proved it yourself. You picked yourself up, decided to do something, sure you closed yourself off but did you just let yourself go? No, eventually you escaped your father. Maybe not how you wanted but you did. Again it doesn't end there. You thought you sold yourself for the sake of your mother's happiness but you didn't. You took an opportunity when it presented itself and you made the best of it. Each and everyone of us can see how much you've changed since you've joined. Like I said, your life didn't end there. You kept fighting. In that time, you ignored the blood in your veins and built yourself up how you wanted to. But why are you giving up now? You saw Andre again, and all that control threatened to break. The control that made you different from your worst fear. You don't hate yourself, you just blame yourself. Deep down, you want to finish Andre and you not being able to do it, that's what's taking a toll on you, you're constantly letting your anger show. And that is making you think you're what you fear. You hate Andre not yourself because of what he did. You only blame yourself and you're mistaking that for self hatred" Hyunjin explained. Moon just looked at him in awe, how did he figure it out in mere hours when she couldn't in many years "I know it's a lot to take in but that's what it is. How I know, because I'm in the same situation. Different story but same situation. My sister died. I may not have been able to save her but I wasn't the one to kill her either. I blame myself for her death, for so long I hated myself for it until I realized I hate the man who stabbed her. And I'm the one to blame for that, maybe if I was in a clearer headspace I could've got there sooner. But the past is past, we can't change it. It took me such a long time to realize that. What did I do to heal my scars, well avenge my sister's death. I'm gonna find that bastard and rip him to shreds. So Moon, if you think you staying here is dangerous because of who you think you are, no that's not the case. If you still wanna leave to figure everything out, I respect your decision and I support it. But just know that whenever you decide, we'll all be waiting here for you. Because you're our family now" Hyunjin hugged her close. "And we'll help you make Andre pay for what he did as well, you're not alone anymore" Seungmin spoke. "Thanks guys, this means so much to me. I feel so much better now" she said sniffing and wiping away her tears. "Well this was an emotional rollercoaster, let's give ourselves some space to think straight. And Moon, take your time and think rationally. Don't let anything cloud your judgement" Jisung said patting Moon's shoulder and left "He's right. Make a decision you know that is right. It doesn't matter what it is, we support you" Seungmin said and left as well. "Everything is going to be alright" Hyunjin squeezed Moon before leaving her in the kitchen with her thoughts

“C’mon you said the same thing last time as well” Jisung whined sitting on Minho’s bed “And I’m saying it again” Minho answered “But whyy, who else will I go with” “I don’t know, anyone really” Minho shrugged “Why are you being like this, are you mad at me. I swear it wasn’t me” Jisung raised his hands in surrender “Sungie do you even know what this is about? Because it most certainly is you” Minho joined him on the bed “Curse it, I wonder what I did this time” he said looking at Minho, his heartbeat rising due to the close proximity “You- oh fuck it” Minho spoke before joining his lips with Jisung’s. The younger male was caught off guard and remained still, completely shook. A few seconds later Minho pulled away due to not being kissed back. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t ha-just leave, this is why I-” Minho started “Again” Jisung whispered, eyes wide looking at Minho with the utmost adoration “W-what” Minho stuttered “Kiss me, again.” Jisung said. Wasting no time, Minho joined their lips again. Jisung kissed back his hands grabbing Minho’s waist while the older pushed him back on the bed hovering over him without breaking the kiss. Swiping his tongue on Jisung’s bottom lips, Minho silently asked for entrance, Jisung gently parted his lips allowing their tongues to dance together. Minho’s hands went under Jisung’s shirt caressing his chest while the kiss deepened. Minho was the one to pull away first, lips swollen and a string of saliva connecting their lips. “God, you make me crazy” Minho whispered, diving back in to kiss him again, the feeling of Jisung’s soft lips against his own, driving him insane.

Moon was in her room thinking about the conversation she had with the three boys earlier. Was she going to leave, did she even want to. Countless questions filled her head, her attention was stolen from the familiar ding of her phone. She went to her closet to quickly change into a different set of clothes as soon as she saw the text. “Where are you going?” Chan asked as he saw Moon all dressed up exiting her room “Oh, Nay just texted me, we’re going out for a girls night, want some time to think about some things” Moon smiled at him walking away “Are you really leaving?” Chan grabbed her wrist turning her around, his eyes sad “I don’t know, maybe” she replied looking away from his gaze “I’m sorry” he whispered, releasing her wrist “What for?” Moon asked “For calling you-” “Chan, it’s the past, just forget it, I was not in my right mind either and I took it to heart. You don’t need to apologize” she cut him off “But-” “No buts, I’m over it, let it go.” she said “Are you still mad at me?” he asked “No, I never was, I just needed some space, I’m sorry if it came off like that” she said “No baby girl, you don’t have to, I understand. Have a fun night and stay safe” he smiled at her. Moon loved his smiles, the dimples poking out, eyes shining, making him look absolutely breathtaking. Instead of saying anything, she moved forward and kissed him. Chan kissed her back hands circling around her waist, he tilted his head to the side deepening the kiss as their tongues collided. “Let’s go on an official date when I come back” Moon said pulling away “I’d love that.” he said kissing her again. Kissing for a few minutes Moon pulled back much to her displeasure. “As much as I love kissing you, I have to go” she said stepping out of his embrace. Chan smiled at her and nodded.

“You seem happy” Woojin pointed out, everyone gathered in the living room having random conversations. Chan giggled like a five year old, his ears turning red. “He made out with Moon, of course he’s happy” Minho smirked “You don’t really get to say that you know, you aren’t any less happy, seeing you finally grew the balls to kiss Jisung” Changbin said, everyone's attention now on the new couple. Oohhs and aahhs thrown around as the two blushed furiously. “You’re one to talk, your dick gets hard everytime you se-mmphh” Changbin put his palm on Minho’s mouth before he could finish his sentence. “Well this just got more interesting” Felix high fived Seungmin “I wonder who has the ability to make Chanbin’s dick hard” El laughed “I say we all put on bets” Hyunjin suggested “You guys ar-” Changbin was cut off by the doorbell “Expecting anyone?” Chan asked “Yep, my weed stash is here” Minho said as Jeongin went to check “Hey guys” Nay said, entering the living room. Chan’s eyes went wide looking at her “Chan, you good, you look like you just saw a ghost” Anna asked “Aren’t you supposed to be with Moon for a girls night” Chan asked Nay “No, was I?” she replied confused “She said she was going out with you, where did she go?” Chan asked worriedly

A/N: I did proof read, but let me know if you find any typos

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bonzhur · 5 years ago

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"I have 4 brothers (one of them is younger and the two oldest are quite a lot older) so I was thinking maybe a Damian Wayne x reader (16+) where Damian and reader are secretly dating and Damian bumps in to the reader whilst they are both out with their siblings. Maybe a few of them know each other from school and they wanna hang out and Damian and the reader try and pretend they don’t know each other so their siblings don’t make a big deal about their relationship but maybe somehow they let it slip."

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Oh my gosh...

First off, I'm so sorry for not checking my asks, college and now this world wide issue. I'm so sorry!! *Bows* Please forgive me!!!

Second, I hope you can still enjoy this late reply, I'm really sorry ;-;

Guys, the keys for this story are these;

B1- Brother 1

B2- Brother 2

B3- Brother 3

Again, I am so sorry! P.S. details are lacking so I choose them for you... You'll see what mean later. Please enjoy this late reply, again, I'm so sorry!

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I sighed as I sat on the mahogany bench, my sweat rolling down my skin as I tried to catch my breath.

"B1!"

The screech of my younger brother can probably be heard throughout the entire park, heck, maybe even Gotham. But I get how he's feeling, I'm ticked as well after all.

"What on earth gave you the great idea to drag me out of my bed to go jogging with you!" I turned my head to see B3 jabbing his finger at B1, who's just trying not to laugh. Yea, let's see that smug grin later when I beat ya for interrupting my sleep.

"What's wrong, lil bro?" B1 chuckled as he skipped a few feet away from him, holding his hands up in defense. "Not my fault you lack vitamin D and been hold up in your room with your video games, you and y/n both."

"Excuse you!" I immediately sat up and glare at my brother. "But my babies needed me, okay!"

A hand came suddenly and messed up my already bad bed hair. Not my fault B1 dragged me out of bed with no preparations, again whatever. I swatted the hand away, glaring at B2.

"Hey, I understand your struggle." He said with a look of understanding. "I bought you that switch with animal crossing remember."

I huffed and crossed my arms. Not my fault I got addicted to the game, not my fault it's one of the only games I can play with him.

A smile started forming on my face as I thought of him. Damian Wayne, son of billionaire Playboy Bruce Wayne, a student in Gotham High, and my absolutely hot boyfriend. Can't deny how toned and defined his body is~ And that ass is mine, so back off bishes! If only I can say that...

You see Damian may be my boyfriend, but we're in a secret relationship. Yea, sucks to be me alright. I do understand where he's coming from though. It's not about his image (he'd throw that away cuz he don't care) and definitely not his family, though he's adamant that I can't meet them yet (something about them never ending teasing and him not trusting they can keep a secret, also the fact that he wants to know how long it takes for them to figure it out). It's about me.

In Gotham High, I'm just a lucky smart kid, who got a scholarship. No one really pays attention to me, especially since there's more interesting people. So finding out a normal person like me is his girlfriend, let's just say it wouldn't end well. His fans would bully me relentlessly, people would assume I'm a gold digger or just a hoe. The rumours, the lies, the fights, the many ways this can go from great to worst. It's not the best situation to be, especially when Damian isn't always there to be by my side. Anything can happen and that anything scares both of us.

I groan as I quickly fixed up my hair into a high pony. It's bad enough that Damian doesn't go easy on me during training and now my big bro wants me to exercise in my rest day, not cool.

"let's just get this over with." I stood up, glaring at B1 as he innocently whistles. "I have a date with my bed and switch after this."

"So you're cheating on Pizza? With bed and switch? That's harsh." B2 cried as he clenched his hand over his chest, like the drama queen that he is.

"Maybe I should take Pizza out on a date later? Seeing as you're busy." B1 joked, fixing his black tank top like it was a suit.

"ha ha, very funny you two." Rolling my e/c eyes, I crossed my arms and walked towards them. "Now can we please just go?"

"fine, as soon as B3 stops complaining." B1 chuckled, causing me to sigh.

"I swear you three are making me loo-" All of a sudden, I felt someone bump into me and like dramatic girl, I nearly fell. But thankfully the culprit grabbed my wrist, saving me from the fall. I turn to the next victim on my list and was met with the mesmerizing green eyes of my surprised boyfriend. Shock dawned on my expression as I could only whisper. "Dami?"

"Habibti." Damian whispered back, I assume getting lost in my e/c eyes as well. Or maybe it was my sports outfit, who knows.

He pulled me up to stand and I was about to say something when I heard my brother called for me in the background. This snapped me back to reality and away from the Dreamland of Damian's eyes, pulling my hand back and stepping away from him. He did the same, now definitely looking at my outfit.

Now remember how B1 dragged me to the park for a jog. Well, it's extremely hot today and I'm not about to get out in the burning sun without a proper outfit. I.E. shorts, a tank top, running shoes, and my Batfam cap (a humor gift from B3. jokes on him, I love this hat). Now seeing how Damian is looking at my outfit, I can already tell what he's thinking, he's look at me with lust and want after all. Sweet Lord, if you're there. Please say me from this predicament I'm in. I want to walk please!

"Yo Dick, how ya been?" The voice of B1, surprised me as I turn to them. Eyes widening when I realized that Damian was with his brothers and sister. I think it dawned on Damian too, because now he moved more away from me. Sad but hey, secret relationship after all.

"Nothing much B1." Dick Grayson turned to me, eyes holding a flirtious glint when he saw me. "This your younger sister? Y/n?" He asked naturally, not like he ate me up with his eyes.

"Yea, she is." B1 said, like the confused idiot that he is. "Y/n, this is one of my old friends, Dick."

"Hi..." That's my poor attempt at interacting with people, brought to you by Social Anxiety and Depression!

"Name's Dick Grayson, this is my sister, Cass. My brothers, Jason, Tim, and Damian, who I think you met."

"Don't fool around, Grayson." Damian interrupted him. "I don't even know her."

"But you guys had a connection! Don't deny it!" Dick defended, while Cass giggled and Jason smirked at this, knowing a fight is near. Tim just went and laid on the bench, within seconds, he's asleep. Dude, the fu-

"Okay! Break it off." B2 said, pushing Dick away from Damian. "Me and my siblings have to go and finish our jog."

"oh, us too." Jason piped up. "Mind if we joined?"

"Sure, why not." B1 said instantly.

"wait, what?" Says my confused brain.

So during the jog, they explained how they knew each other, Jason to B2 and Dick to B1. Being from the same school and all that stuff, having a little fun reunion. Cass and B3 are watching Tim, who is barely awake but jogging too. I'm both amazing and confused at the same time. As for me and Damian, well..

We decided to jog the slowest, being at the back where none of them can see us or barely hear us. You can imagine how Damian teased me about my outfit and how after he's done with me, I can't stand for a week. Add some 'accidental' touching here and there, maybe a peck or two in secret. I'm actually surprised no one saw or questioned us.

Yea, that's how I felt until the end. Where Tim and B3 basically almost threw up because me and Damian are being too lovey dovey in the back.

"WHAT!"

Oh the chaos, how both B1 and Dick were celebrating about their siblings having a significant other, how B2 and Jason had a talk with each other about what to do if one of us broke the other's heart, and Cass being a sweet girl and congratulating us. She's the best.

At first, we tried to deny it, it's not like that, etc, etc. Then Tim pointed out that Damian called me Habibti, which we both, again, tried to deny it. Until Dick kabedons me and Damian attacked him. So now, they know that we're dating... Great.

Atleast now I can go to his house and be with him without fearing if his siblings see. Let me tell you, it was hella alot more fun than before.

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First off, again I'm so sorry. Second, I literally typed this for an hour and a half. I need sleep.. Not my best work, please forgive me at that. It's been years or months since I last made a one shot and it's obvious in the fic, Atleast to me.

Thanks for reading this late reply post!

#damian wayne imagine #damian wayne x reader #damian wayne #batfamily #latepost #writing shit #itslateiwanttosleep #sorryreaderforlatereply #submission

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theswiftarmy · 5 years ago

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#5 - The Call

The phone rang. Scooter placed the caller on conference call.

“Sara?”

“Hi!” Her voice cheerful. “Is now a good time to chat?”

“It’s as good a time as any.” Scott replied still standing by the window, watching the crowd of Swifties outside the Big Machine offices grow by the second. The street was filled. Every single one of them wearing a shirt with the words ‘FREE TAYLOR SWIFT’ plastered over Taylor’s face on the front. The back read, ‘love her, she’s a lover’. That’s actually pretty witty, Scott thought, and then he wondered where they ordered so many shirts in such a short period of time. Talk about speedy order fulfillment.

“Yeah, about that...” One of Sara’s tactics was to make her opponent question what she said next. You have to make people second-guess themselves, and then hit them straight up with an honest question.

“What does that mean?” Scooter asked.

“Quick question for you, do you have the masters there in the office with you?”

Scott turned from the window, he pointed to the phone and made a scissor motion. Scooter shook his head back, ‘I can handle this!’ he whispered. “They’re in a… Safe location.” He finally replied.

Justin nodded, the cat on his lap also nodded.

“Let me ask you this, would you be willing to bring them with you to the negotiation?” She inquired. As if he had already missed an appointment that had been previously set. Another of Sara’s tactics, make them think they had missed something that never existed in the first place.

“What negotiation? There was no mention of a negotiation before this moment. I was told Taylor just wanted to talk over the phone. You want us to go out there?” Scooter asked. “With HER army of fans?”

Taylor suddenly chimed in on the call, “Scared of meeting me face to face, Scooter?”

Scott rushed across the room, leaving his post at the window, he slammed his finger down on the red END CALL button disconnecting the call.

“What the? As I said before, I can handle this! You don’t own this company anymore, SCOTT. I do!”

“I’m feeling too much hostility here… I’m not quite sure I dig this vibe.” Justin commented.

Scott brushed off Scooter and walked back to the window. “Scooter, you’re not going to like this.”

“What?” He jumped out of the expensive leather chair and rushed to the window.

“Okay, What is she doing?”

“Live streaming.” Justin clued them in, “Just got a notification from my boy, Ed.”

“Taylor’s live streaming?”

“I told you I’d get the inside moves.” Justin made a Billie Eilish ‘DUH’ face.

“Thanks Justin.” They both replied in unison, “Real helpful.”

“I thought you said things were going well between the two of you, as far as talks about her masters?” Justin asked.

“Umm, yeah, like, two weeks ago—” Scooter replied.

“Oh. Well, a lot can change in two weeks… Oooo, that’s a good song idea, mmmmm baby… Uh huh… A lot can change in two weeks… Mmm hmmmm… Oooo ooo ooooooo.” He broke out into song.

“Sounds good. We’ll get you in the studio as soon as this Taylor thing is over.” Scooter said in a distracted manner.

“I already just live streamed it to my Beliebers from my second phone that I use for live streaming, they’re working on the beat for me right now. I watch streams on my first phone, make streams on my second one.”

“How many phones do you have?” Scooter asked.

“Twelve—One for each day of Christmas.”

“Really?” Scott asked, genuinely.

“No, of course not, they each do different things. Come on pops! Keep up with the times! Speaking of live streams, this live stream of Taylor is weird, yo. She’s just singing one of her new songs off the Lover album and everyone is putting a heart emoji on it. But she has an old song playing in the background, why would you sing a new song over an old song? I mean I get what Kanye did with rapping over Gold Digger—Ray Charles in the background, that was genius, but your own song?” Justin started to sing along with the old Taylor Swift song in the background of the video but stopped when he noticed everyone looking at him. “Sorry, that was weird, I guess I can’t help myself. It’s just such a good song! I feel like the old stuff is always classic, for any artist really.”

Scott and Scooter looked over at the other man sitting quietly on the couch beside Bieber then back to Justin. “Maybe she’s trying to start a new trend… Artists should always be trying to reinvent themselves, keep their fans hooked and coming back for more.” Scooter stated.

“True, true, but this is just weird. It’s eerie. Like she’s doing it on purpose, trying to make something happen.”

The expression on Scott Borchetta’s face changed to a much more concerned one. As though he was picking up what Justin was putting down. Almost as if he knew exactly what Taylor was doing by singing to her followers placing the new song over the old track.

The phone rang again.

“This time, let ME handle things!” Scooter yelled at Scott as he pushed the answer call button and placed her on speaker.

“Hi!” It was Sara Swift, again. Her voice sounded, slightly, different this time. He could hear Taylor singing in the background of the call, the same feed as the one from the audio of the live stream, he couldn’t tell exactly why but, Sara sounded different. Then it clicked, Sara’s voice sounded almost Siri-like, Sara “Siri” Swift, Scooter thought. That’s weird.

“Hello Miss Swift.” Scooter spoke in his usual cordial tone. No one makes business deals bossing people around. You’ve got to be friendly to get them on your side.

“Scooter. I think we got cut off there. Everything okay at the office?” Sara spoke in her usual cordial tone with the Siri like addition to it. No one makes business deals bossing people around, you’ve got to be friendly—Get them on your side, she also thought. Two can play at this game.

“Yes. We’re fine.” He glanced at Scott, Justin, and a legal representative from the Carlyle group.

“Oh, good. Just to confirm, where did you say the masters were again?”

Scooter hesitated; he didn’t want any more bad blood on this call after Scott hanging up on her. “They’re right here with me in the office.” He lied. “Safe and sound. I’m looking at them right now, actually!”

“Good.” She replied.

Just then, a loud bang could be heard from below them. It was coming from the ground floor of the Big Machine offices.

“Oh, my, what on earth could that loud sound have possibly been that sounded like someone trying to break down a door—” Sara asked, innocently, in a tone that indicated she already knew the impending answer.

“Whoa, you guys NEED to see this!” Bieber lifted his cat off his lap and placed Sushi on the couch beside him, the cat jumped from the couch to an adjacent coffee table and began to pick through some leftover sushi— I mean what did you expect to happen when you leave sushi around with a cat named Sushi around? Justin raced towards Scooter and Scott, oblivious to his cat beginning to gnaw on the very last Alaska roll in the container. Boy that’s a tongue twister. Last-a-las-ka-roll, say that ten times fast!

Scott viewed the phone screen from an angle while Scooter took hold of the phone. “They’re about to bust through the main front office doors—” Scott commented in a matter of fact voice as Justin doubled back to try and save his sushi from his cat Sushi, it was too late. The sushi was gone.

“You realize we’re watching our own demise, right?” Scott continued speaking in a voice reminiscent of Professor Snape from The Harry Potter series.

Scooter tossed the mobile phone across the room back to Bieber and leaned in towards the conference telephone device sitting on the desk, “Sara, tell your client to stop this nonsense. This is not how you act professionally. We’re talking! Taylor said she wanted to talk, SO, let’s TALK!”

“Mmmm… Baby, let’s talk…” Justin started to sing again.

“Not now Justin. Not now.” Scooter said, ruffled. “Tell Taylor to get back on the phone.”

Sara noted Scooter’s agitation and continued in her cordial cheerful Siri-like voice, “I’m sorry, Scooter, I don’t tell Taylor what to do, she outranks me—Taylor outranks us all…”

Another loud bang from downstairs could be felt beneath their feet.

“Sara, what does that mean? Listen, we’re all adults here. Just… just, tell Taylor to stand down, tell her to command her Swifities to STAND DOWN—“ The call ended abruptly. “Hello? Miss Swift? Sara? Are you still there?”

Scooter sat for a minute dumbfounded. What the heck is happening? This is not real life, right now… This is… Madness. He thought.

Another loud thunderous thud followed by the sound of broken glass shattering on the floor “They’re through the first floor doors! They’ve broken through all the windows!” Justin held up his phone to display the live stream feed.

“Quick everyone, to the helipad on the roof!” Scott shouted to the group.

“You have a helipad on the roof? Of Big Machine Records? That wasn’t on the tour when I bought the place.” Scooter questioned, perplexed.

“It’s a new addition.” The Carlyle legal rep explained.

“Well how convenient.” Scooter replied.

Another loud bang as a second wave of Swifties poured in through the entrance. They could hear chanting in the distance growing louder, “TAY-LOR! TAY-LOR! TAY-LOR!”

“Uh, guys… Let’s get moving here!” Scott screamed out, raising his voice.

Justin grabbed Sushi, his cat, not the leftover container of sushi, just in case anyone needed clarification; they rushed to the back stairs and climbed their way up to the helipad on the roof. The Swift Army continued to swiftly storm the Big Machine offices, a full-scale attack.

Scott led the pack as they emerged on the roof to a waiting helicopter, blades starting to spin faster and faster.

As the blades whirred, they created a heavy wind, making it hard to walk. Justin’s cat jumped out of his arms as they neared the helicopter on the rooftop helipad, “Oh no! SUSHI!” The sound of the helicopter scared the cat back to the edge of the open rooftop access door.

“Justin, we have to go!” Scott yelled over the sound of the spinning blades.

“No! Not without my cat!”

“JUSTIN, LEAVE THE CAT!” Scooter ordered.

“I have to go back!” Justin pleaded.

Just then the first wave of Swifites arrived at the door, one of them scooping the cat up in her arms.

“GET IN THE HELICOPTER JUSTIN!” Scott and Scooter yelled to him as he looked longingly back at his cat. A Swiftie smiled at him as she held the cat in her arms, he recognized her, a once faithful Belieber, but she had been turned… She was now a Swiftie soldier.

Justin pushed back tears; he ran to the door of the helicopter and was helped inside. The door slammed shut and the helicopter lifted into the air just as a flood of Swifties poured out onto the helipad. They formed a semicircle around the doorway, Taylor strode slowly from the entranceway walking with prowess and purpose, walking… with power—with pride. She was handed the cat by the Swifitie soldier who had captured the prisoner of war. Taylor continued her live stream now with Justin’s feline friend in the frame. She held Sushi up for the camera to see and walked to the edge of the rooftop and held the cat high in the air, the Swifties in the streets below Big Machine cheered at sight of the cat capture. The KatyCats and Animals also yelped and howled and yelled out. The Lion King song played. No, I’m just kidding, The Lion King song didn’t play, but that would be funny if it did, right? It’s like when Simba was held up on the rock—Wait, why am I explaining this, you know what reference I’m making here. Anyway, back to the story—

An officer of The Swift Army emerged from the rooftop doorway slightly out of breath, “The masters aren’t here, Taylor. We searched the office, we’ve searched all of Big Machine. They lied. They must have them!” She pointed to the helicopter in the sky hovering above them.

Taylor smirked. “That’s okay, we have something they want, now. Don’t we, widdle kitty, awww… You’re a little cutie, aren’t you? You’re going to stay with us for a while, we’ll make you an honorary Swiftie kitty.” She said with smile. The Swifties around her smiled back. Taylor handed the cat to a team of KatyCats working in alliance with the Swifties. “Keep that cat safe. NO ONE lets that cat out of their sight.” Taylor commanded.

The KatyCat kitty cat guards nodded back.

“Also, put it in a really cute cage. And go get some treats and fancy food and toys for the cage too—My heart melts. Such a cute cat.”

“Yes Taylor.” They replied before ushering the cat away.

@taylorswift

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honeynutts · 7 years ago

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Get to know the author

Got tagged by @unfocused-notwriter AGES ago~ (thank you!!)

I’ll tag @breakeven2007, @elliewritesstories, and @amerraka, but only if you want to do this along with anyone else if you’d like~!

1. Is there a story you’re holding off on writing for some reason? I have a strong urge to write sci-fi someday, but I'm waiting to finish Mercy. It would be difficult to work on two complicated stories at once. 2. What work of yours, if any, are you embarrassed about existing? Probably this short story I wrote for a stupid creative writing class about a spiteful guy named "Dusty Wolf"... That explains a lot, doesn't it? 3. What order do you write in? Front of book to back? Chronological? Favorite scenes first? Something else? Front to back. I've attempted to write out of order and have also started from the ending-forward, but these do not work for me. If the beginning isn't solid, I can't move on for some reason. 4. Favorite character you’ve written? It's a tie between Joey and Edith. They're both fun to write because they have such bold, colorful personalities, and I'm introverted. They give me the chance to speak whatever comes to mind without holding back no matter how mean or inappropriate. 5. Character you were most surprised to end up writing? Rowan, because I actually hate her? Jessyka! She's got the most shocking motives and is relentless and unapologetic for the messed up things she does. In general, there's a lot to explore through her, even though she's not like the characters I normally write at all. 6. Something you would go back and change in your writing that it’s too late/complicated to change now? The origin story with the Creator. Originally, there wasn't an origin story at all and everything in Mercy just existed without a higher entity (besides angels and demons, but they didn't have a purpose) so I came up with a Goddess to balance out the emptiness and also provide a rational for everything that happens. I'll just say that there's a lot of simplifying that needs to be done, but its a lot to fix. 7. When asked, are you embarrassed or enthusiastic to tell people that you write? I'm enthusiastic until they ask me what I'm working on or if the questions "will you write this for me/will you add me in as a character" comes up. 8. Favorite genre to write? I've always been comfortable with fantasy, but I really want to write sci-fi and I wouldn't mind exploring horror (It just sounds difficult to create fear through words for some reason. Kudos to horror writers.) 9. What, if anything, do you do for inspiration? Listening to music, reading a book, watching a movie, watching an anime, talking to a friend, reading over old ideas, Ted-Talks/inspiration videos in general, and if possible going outside (whether it be going to the store or walking around) all help me get inspired. 10. Write in silence or with background music? Alone or with others? I always listen to music if possible, usually one song on loop. I normally write alone, but I don't mind being around others. Having company is comforting, but I don't write around my friends often enough to be affected. (I MISS THEM A LOT THOUGH :””^>) 11. What aspect of your writing do you think has most improved since you started writing? The character development has grown a lot, so its not writing with my characters is not like puppetry anymore. Also, the plot is driven by character actions and motives which was really hard to plan out, but worth it. 12. Your weaknesses as an author? Descriptions (especially with setting) and actually writing. I get stuck on opening easily, so I still have to learn how to move on and finish my drafts instead of starting over because of one sentence. 13. Your strengths as an author? I think I have succeeded with character creation and depth. I'm extremely attached to my children and I hope readers will feel the same way someday. They don't feel fictional to me, they are actual people. I love them a lot :^) 14. Do you make playlists for your work? I try to. The longest playlist I have for Mercy only has 10 songs on it and their more like...character theme songs if they were to have them. I have a huge playlist of my favorite songs that I listen through when I write, but I guess that isn't made for just writing so.... 15. When did you start writing? In third grade, we had a project to write a story in class, and I really liked the feeling of making something up as I sat in the coatroom. I also made a Deviantart in that same year and I started RP-ing before I got banned for being under-aged but that's where I really kicked off. (Around fourth or fifth grade, I made the initial premise for Mercy) 16. Are there characters that haunt you? Rowan. I'm just gonna name the ones I remember: Lyra, Haru, Kavanaugh, Avery, Iren, Zaire & Lucas, and Wisteria. 17. If you could give your fledgling author self any advice, what would it be? Keep. The. Beginning. Keep. Writing. Its. FINE.

and don’t feel bad for saying no to people when they ask to be/make characters for your story. 18. Were there any works you read that affected you so much that it influenced your writing style? What were they? No books off the top of my head, but anime wise, Cowboy Bebop has become a standard/major influence for me. I love the story line and the character and the theme behind the entire show. And the soundtrack is pure gold. 19. When it comes to more complicated narratives, how do you keep track of outlines, characters, development, timeline, etc? I just write everything down in writing notebooks or on new documents or whatever. Sometimes I can keep an idea in my head. Everything random and unorganized to be honest. I really should consider fixing that, but I don't have time. :"} 20. Do you write in long sit-down sessions or in little spurts? Both! Sometimes I can get into a deep writing kick for a few hours, and other times I write more within a 15 minute break. Just depends on my mood and if there are things stealing my attention. 21. What do you think when you read over your older work? Either "This is actually trash. Why did I write this? I'm so glad I've improved from this." Or "WHAT THE HECK THIS IS ACTUALLY REALLY GOOD WOW WILL I EVER BE ABLE TO REACH THIS LEVEL AGAIN? I'M GONNA PUT THIS IN THE NEW DRAFT!!!" 22. Are there subjects that make you uncomfortable to write? Romance and anything of the like. Its difficult for me, but for some reason I still try and the outcome is always disappointing. :"^) 23. Any obscure life experiences that you feel have helped your writing? I don't wanna get too detailed here, but pretty much my home environment is toxic and is not a fun place to grow up in, so Mercy is like my vent space. Silas is literally a punching bag if you didn't notice. I think he goes through as much as he does because its my way of releasing negative energy in a positive, harmless way. 24. Have you ever become an expert on something you previously knew nothing about, in order to better a scene or a story? My favorite thing to teach people is the difference between a graveyard and a cemetery because Silas is a grave digger. (P.S., a graveyard is connected to a church, and a cemetery is not. Silas works in a cemetery.) I also know a lot of cocktails (for Misha's sake as a bartender) even though I don't plan on drinking in the future. 25. Copy/paste a few sentences or a short paragraph that you’re particularly proud of. "It was clear from the air on his breath that he was a Jinx as well, but one who wasn't jaded. He told Silas one day that he was "too cold" to let hatred and bitterness consume him. At first, he thought that was a joke, but over the course of sitting next the boy at lunch and shivering in the middle of the summer, he found this to be true. He was the embodiment of ice, as Silas would say, but Dei insisted that he call him the host of winter instead. That was his magic ability."

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disorderfanfic · 8 years ago

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She's only 18…

‘Un-fucking-believable!’ Anthony shouted and ran to me. In a blink of an eye I was in his arms, above the floor, spinning around in the Josh’s living room.

‘Hey… I’m a bit dizzy’ I said trying not to throw up.

He laughed and let me go. Gosh, how much I missed this sound. It was one of things that made you cheer up instantly. We couldn’t stop smiling while we observed each other. He really matured, but in the good way! You can say that he is the type of men, who look better when they get older. Just like wine – it gets more valuable and tastier with its age. But wait a moment…

‘Ant, really? A moustache? What the heck?’

We could hear Josh laugh from the kitchen. He stood there with a smirk on his face and crossed arms.

‘I told you the same thing’ he said looking straight at Anthony with twinkle in his hazel eyes.

‘Shush people, women loves it! And you should better look in the mirror. Nice Hello Kitty band-aid by the way’ Anthony said proudly nodding at my head. I instinctively touched my brow and looked at Josh.

‘Hello Kitty? Really?’

‘Sorry, I had nothing else.’ he smiled at me.

‘Back to the topic. How are you? Are you alright? How you two know each other? Did you ate something? Gosh, you are so skinny! And this long hair! They are even longer than mine back days!’ he started ranting. We sat on the couch, while Ant still asked me questions not stopping for a minute to catch a breath. This guy really had capacious lungs and impeccable diction.

‘Hey, stop with this examination. She had enough stress yesterday’ Josh said sitting next to me.

‘Alright, alright… What happened?’ Ant asked with worried look on his face.

‘Well…’ I was trying to find perfect words for telling him the story. ‘I kinda fucked up…’

‘Hey, it’s not your fault, don’t even try to blame yourself!’ Josh objected.

‘But, I should be more responsible…’

‘Can someone tell me what the hell happened?! I’m really getting worried.’ Ant raised his voice.

‘Alright…’ I exhaled the air out of my lungs and started to tell the story. With every minute Anthony got much tensed, he also started gritting his teeth so I took his hand and squeezed it trying to calm him down. Josh was by my side all the time with his hand on my back, while he tried to comfort me. After I finished, Anthony was shaking from anger.

‘This motherfucker…I’m so glad that you are okay’ He pulled me in his arms and held tightly.

‘Thankfully to Josh.’ I said drawing back, smiling to my savior. Josh blushed and started playing with the edge of his to big sweater. He really didn’t like to be in the center of attention.

‘So… Yeah… How you two know each other?’ he finally asked with nervous voice.

‘Well… She is my one and only Bambi face.’ Anthony said with a huge smile on his face. He laughed seeing my reaction to my old nickname and started to tell Josh our story.

***

‘We are going to attend the Hillers party tomorrow night.’ the pretentious voice interrupted my thoughts. I’ve been sitting in living room and observed fire in the fireplace. My mother-in-law walked further into the room with snobby smirk on her face.

‘Jake is going to be there, I know he wants to spent some time with you’

The flashback of his face made me shiver with disgust. Jake was a player, with his golden skin, blond hair and Hollywood smile he had every girl down on her knees in a minute. But not me. He didn’t like the fact that I wasn’t impressed by his ‘perfect’ personality and look. So he took up a challenge to win my heart.

‘Unfortunately, it’s only unilateral’ I answered crossing my arms.

‘Ohh, my poor girl. Get used to it, because you might be his wife in future. We wealthy people have to stick together.’ she caressed my cheek with her spiked fake nails.

‘In your fucking dreams.’ I answered emphasizing every word and pushed her hand away from me.

‘Ohh… Little girl is getting annoyed? That’s bad cause your father already agreed to that.’ she smiled showing her white teeth. She was so happy to make me furious.

‘Fun fact! As opposed to you I’m not a gold digger’ I stood up and came close to her. Annie’s facial expression changed immediately.

‘Don’t you dare to talk to me like that!’ she screamed in high pitch voice and slapped me. I couldn’t believe that. Oh bitch, it’s not going to end like that. I raised my hand planning the repay but I were interrupted by husky voice:

‘What the hell are you two doing?!’ my dad was standing in the door step watching us.

‘Oh darling… I couldn’t do anything! She went mad and slapped me! And I was only asking about her school. Do something!’ the embodiment of evil played her little scene and run up to my father. I crossed my arms and waited for his reaction.

‘Alexandrine, what were you thinking?! Are you mad?!’ Dad hugged Barbie tightly and checked her face. When he was done, I could see a hint of vicious smile on her lips.

‘It’s not what you think it is!’ I tried to tell but he interrupted me again.

‘Yeah? I clearly saw what happened.’

‘It’s misunderstanding. But you won’t listen to me, huh?’ I screamed raising my hands and tried to left the room.

‘Come back here, right now! What would your mother think about your behavior?!’

He went straight for the jugular. I turned around.

‘Don’t you even fucking dare recalling mum! What would she think about the way you are acting right now!? Hmm… Let’s see.’ I took a step forward.

‘Have you know that your sweet little daughter Rosie is failing all her classes because she is too busy drinking in clubs and hooking up with random guys. Ohhh yeah you don’t mind because they all come from wealthy families. Right?’ Another step closer.

‘Well, what’s next? Do you remember when was the last time we spent some time as family? Because I do. It was a week before mum passed away, she wanted to go on beach with us and spent a normal day like we used to.’ Another step.

‘Talking about mum, she loved you unconditionally, she didn’t care about money or fame. She just wanted a happy family’ I took the last step.

‘And look at you right now. You are a fucking sugar daddy to some ugly ass gold digger who is apparently 4 years older than me. So do you think mum would be proud of you?’ I stood right in front of them with fierce look on my face.

My father was red as tomato. In a blink of an eye, he took his hand and swiped at me. I couldn’t believe that this bitch had him whipped. And that he took her side…

‘I can clearly see that you two are worth each other.’ I said and rushed out of living room.

Hold together you can’t show your weakness. I’ve ran up the stairs to my room, took my backpack and packed things that were on hand. I’ve stopped in the doorstep and took a look at my room. I’m not gonna miss that posh, fake life. I closed the door and run out of the house into the darkness with voices screaming behind me.

***

Tears were streaming down my face and I couldn’t see where I was going. I didn’t care to be honest. It started to rain and I was drenched to the skin. I tried to find my location, but I couldn’t recognize the neighborhood. I sat resigned on the pavement leaning on the fence. There was no one to be seen. Congratulations Alex… You have no family no money, no job and you don’t have a place to stay. Good job. I sighed and hid my face in hands. I started humming the only song that soothed the pain. I quietly sang word the most accurate words in this situation: ‘While I'm alone and blue as can be, dream a little dream of me’. I sobbed when suddenly I felt a hands on my knees.

‘Hey, are you alright?’ a man squatted in front of me. At a first sight he looked menacingly with spiked hair and tattoos, but the pitch of his voice had warm, calming vibes.

‘Why would you even care?’

‘Because you are sitting right in front of my house. Are you lost?’ he asked scanning my face with his big brown eyes.

‘Lost? Well… Yes and no. I don’t know where we are, but I have nowhere to go, so guess I don’t care’ I said.

‘Aww, a little rebelled teen that has escaped from home?’ he laughed and stood up.

‘What is so funny?’ I asked looking up to his face.

‘Been there, done that. Alright Bambi face, get your ass up.’ he reached out to me.

‘Why should I trust you? You may pull me inside and kill me.’ I asked crossing my arms.

‘If you want you can sleep on the pavement sweetheart. Trust me.’ he stood still with his hand reached out to me. I sighed and took it. He helped me stand up, took my backpack and opened the gate.

‘Ladies first.’ he smiled as we went further. We walked inside the house greeted by sweet voice.

‘Baby, are you home? Ohh… Hello!’ a beautiful brunette appeared. She was tall and so skinny. She had almost black eyes which sparkled beautifully.

‘Hey darling, this is our new friend in need.. Ermm…’ he looked to me with abashed look.

‘Alexandrine’ I introduced myself laughing.

‘Yeah right! She is going to stay here for a while, alright?’

‘Sure, I’m happy to have girl company in this man cave!’ she said with smile. ‘I’m Heather and the guy right next to you is Anthony’ she crossed arms smirking.

‘Yeah… I’m going to the guys.’ he said a bit ashamed. He put down my backpack and gave Heather kiss on cheek.

‘Alright! Come one, I’ll give you towel. You are soaking wet!’ she said and took my hand.

She showed me the bathroom, where I freshened up. I took a deep breath and brushed out my red hair and washed my face. I opened backpack to look for dry clothes, but I could only find black sheer pantyhose and long grey T-shirt. After taking a big breath in and out I walked out and followed along the corridor to find a source of voices and music sound.

I looked into the room soaked in light from fireplace and candles. Anthony was sitting on armchair with Heather on his knees. She was hugging him and talking with other guy, who smiled all the time showing his gap between teeth. Opposite there was a huge couch where two another man were sitting. One had baseball hat on his head and smoked cigarette and another one with long, dark hair and beard played on guitar. It was such a calming view.

I took a step closer playing shyly with the edge of my T-shirt.

‘Guys, this is Alex. She is going to sleep here tonight’ Heather smiled to cheer me up and patted a free space to sit next to her.

‘So Bambi face, this is Flea’ Anthony said nodding at guy with his wonderful, wide, crooked smile.

‘Pleasure to meet you, madame!’ he bowed slightly making me laugh.

‘This gorilla smoker up there is Chad.’ Chad exhaled the smoke and waved to me. I waved back.

‘And the last but not least, our own Jesus: John’ the guy with guitar smiled and resumed playing on guitar. I sat on chair next to Heather and played with my fingers nervously.

‘So know that we know each other, we would love to hear more about you.’

‘I really like having my privacy, you know? Just ask questions and I’ll see if I’m okay with answering.’ I said after a minute of contemplating.

‘That was a very interesting song choice down there on street.’ Anthony said smiling.

I blushed and froze a little. I thought he didn’t hear me.

‘We need an update to the story!’ Flea said with his energetic voice and started jumping on his butt like impatient kid.

‘Yeah, tell us what happened.’ Chad said with his raspy voice.

‘May I?’ Anthony asked and after I nodded he said ‘I found this kiddo sitting on pavement, hugging he own knees and singing ‘Dream A Little Dream Of Me’’ Anthony said crossing arms with smirk on his face.

‘Hmm… Personally, I’d choose ‘Singing in the rain’’ John said quietly and everybody started laughing.

‘Alright, before you start to think that I’m a weirdo. My mum always sang me this song as lullaby when I was little. She said that it is her happy song. My parents fell in love while dancing to it.’ I unconsciously smiled recollecting the look of Mums face: her beautiful wide smile, green, sparkling eyes and freckles all over her skin. ‘She was so beautiful.’ I mumbled.

‘Awwwwww.’

‘I already like you and I love Louis Armstrong!’ Flea said excited.

‘But why did you use past tense?’ Chad asked carefully.

I crossed my arms and hugged myself.

‘Well.. She died when I was 11. Brain tumor.’ I said quietly. I felt warm hand on my back making circles. Heather tried to cheer me up. I looked up to see everyone with sad faces.

‘That’s one of the reasons I run away. My dad didn’t care about me and my sister at all. All he wanted was money and girls. I guess that was his way to face up with death. So, since I was 12 I had 7 “mummies”. The last one, Annie was 22, so 4 years older than me right now… She used to hit me, but today she was busted by my father. Of course she played a scene that I slapped her, and he believed her...’

Everyone eyes were focused on me. I exhaled the air and said:

‘So you don’t need to worry about me being a murderer or rapist. I’m just fucked up girl who has nowhere to go.’ I said sarcastically and smiled to them. ‘ Don’t worry I will figure something out!’

‘Don’t you even fucking try.’ Anthony said slowly with watery eyes. ‘I can’t believe what I would do if my mum was dead. You can stay here for as long you want. Right?’

‘Yeah’

‘Of course!’

‘Ahhh come here!’ Flea said standing up quickly and hugged me from behind. ‘We won’t let you suffer anymore Bambi.’

***

‘This evening we ended up dead drunk. So our lovely Alex stayed with us for a few months in Mansion. You remember it? We were recording Stadium Arcadium there’ Anthony finished the story and took a sip of water.

‘Yeah, of course.’ Josh answered ‘I couldn’t be with you there cause I was touring with Gnarles Barkley.’ Josh answered.

‘Oh shut up! I never knew that you had another singer/guitarist in band!’ I said excited.

‘You never wanted to come to studio with us so here you are: Josh Klinghoffer, the second guitarist of Red Hot Chili Peppers.’ Anthony said nodding at Josh. He blushed and smiled with his characteristic smile.

‘No way! How could this happen?’ I still couldn’t believe that. ‘We could have met anytime past this 3 years and we never did.’

‘I guess our meeting is a destiny.’ He smiled and reached his hand to play with his hair.

I blushed and smiled back to him. I felt butterflies in my stomach and I couldn’t do nothing to not feel so attracted to him.

‘Can you believe that she didn’t know who we were? But that is a story for another occasion’ Anthony stood up.

‘Alright Bambi face, pack your things I will drive you to your place on my way.’ Anthony said stretching out his back.

I froze.

‘Well about that…’

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itsworn · 6 years ago

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Rain Couldn’t Damp the Enthusiasm of Nearly 400 Drag Racers at the 2018 Meltdown Drags

After we flew five hours from Los Angeles to Chicago, news of a weather front moving through the Great Lakes Region wasn’t what we wanted to hear. Pressing forward up I-90 in afternoon traffic towards Byron, Illinois, to attend the Ninth Annual Meltdown Drags, our thoughts were with past Meltdown events and how much fun we’d had covering them. In today’s structured world of motorsports, the Meltdown Drags are something of a rarity. No eliminators, no record runs or qualifying brackets, no huge cash payouts or trophies. And above all, no whining. The basic premise is just go out there, be safe, and have fun!

Sanctioned by Vintage Drag Racing 101 and manned by such dedicated Midwestern gasser enthusiasts as Eric and Jeff Koopmeiners, Paul Zielsdorf, Art Zangerle, Tom Bucek, Steve Liberto, and “Smokey Moe” Petersen, the Meltdown Drags also features a car show, a swap meet, and Gasser Alley, where you may run across a vintage gasser or altered on display from the bygone era. Heck, there is even a pinup-girl contest, won this year by Cassandra Hicks.

The event also attracts its share of luminaries from back in the day, including featured guests Ed “the Cam Father” Iskenderian and gasser great Robert “Bones” Balogh, along with former Funny Car stars Arnie “Farmer” Beswick, Hawaiian and Chi-Town Hustler driver Ron Colson, Randy “Super Nova” Walls, ex-Ramchargers Top Fuel driver Merek Cherktow, and fuel altered star Gabby Bleeker.

This year, 390-plus entrants who braved the weather represented groups like the Scott Rods AA/Gassers, Great Lakes Gassers, Brew City Gassers, Nostalgia Gasser Racing Association, Southern Outlaw Gassers, Northern Indiana Gassers, Geezer Gassers, Southeast Gassers, Southern Gassers, Mid American Willys Club, Straight Axle Mafia, Twisted Pistons, Tin Butchers, Nostalgia Super Stocks, Border Bandits, Gopher State Timing Association, No Car Club, and others. Talk about a slice of vintage drag racing Americana!

Strip promoter and track owner B.J. Vangsness and his crew had to fight 3 inches of rain on Friday repeatedly prepping the track a whopping 12 times, but they were not to be deterred. As for the racing itself, it became necessary to shorten the measured distance from a quarter to an eighth of a mile on both Friday and Saturday for safety reasons (racing late into both nights). But none of the 10,374 spectators (which included visitors from Sweden, Australia, and Great Britain) seemed to mind, as the actual show itself was on the starting line. Then with a dry track surface, quarter-mile racing resumed on Sunday.

Meltdown 2018 was a rousing success in spite of Old Man Weather. If you like what you see here, start making plans to attend the 10th anniversary edition of the Meltdown Drags July 19-21, 2019.

On the Back Bumper The unofficial wheelstander award went to Don Moyer and his 401 AMC–powered, (that’s right) Rebel Reaper fiberglass B/Gas 1941 Willys coupe. He pulled bumper-dragging wheelies on every run.

(Not) the Pits Come hell or (almost literally) high water, the Meltdown Drags pits were bustling with activity throughout the weekend. More than 390 competitors participated in front of a record attendance of 10,374 spectators.

Off-Track Action The swap meet and car show areas at Meltdown 2018 also had plenty for the fans to see and buy.

Past Gas Minnesotan John Zechbauer rolled up with the restored Lutz & Lundberg 1941 Willys B/Gasser. This was L&L’s breakout car. In the early to mid 1960s, the famed gasser team also raced Anglias and a very weird and wonderful altered-wheelbase Oldsmobile Funny Car named 442 Much.

First Out Winnipeg, Manitoba, Canada’s Gary Misko with his red 1937 Willys Americar two-door sedan, and the Long’s Garage 1967 SS396 El Camino, were the first ones down the track during Friday’s rain-delayed eighth-mile drag racing.

Living Legends For the third year in a row, special celebrity guests Ed Iskenderian (left) and Robert “Bones” Balogh signed autographs and sold drag racing memorabilia including hats, T-shirts, and posters.

Twisted Deuce Meltdown fans loved the starting-line gyrations of Gold Chain, the 1932 Ford C/Gasser belonging to Midland, Michigan’s Dave Gray. The coupe, powered by a small-block Chevy engine, ran in the low 10s.

Tailwind This is what it looks like when you are trying to do a respectable burnout with the wind at your back. The event director of Meltdown Drags, Paul Zielsdorf, took a little time out on Sunday to lay down a 10.46/129.00 run.

Off the Map Meltdown Drags board member and all round good guy “Smokey Moe” Petersen poses with some of the European visitors who routinely attend the event.

Street Driven Ex-Ramchargers Top Fuel driver Merek Cherktow warms up the tires on his street-legal, two-seat blown Chevrolet/Bantam. The car is capable of low 8s, although Cherktow struggled with the rain-washed track surface.

Big Beats Small Mark Benjamin, driving the Benjamin, Kasicki & Klink AA/GS 1933 Willys with blown small-block Chevy power, took on Scott Rods’ Al Borowski in a big-block Anglia. This particular heat was won by Borowski, recording a 5.62-second eighth-mile e.t.

Up, Up, and Away Muscle car collector Jim Paulson wheeled the ex–Candies & Hughes-Jake’s Speed Shop altered-wheelbase 1965 Plymouth Savoy past Wally Petersen and his 572-inch AWB 1965 Hemi Dodge Coronet. Paulson ran a best of 10.50/123.00, but since Petersen didn’t file a flight plan with the tower, no times were recorded!

Wheels-Up Chevy David Tanner’s blown small-block, chop-top 1932 AA/G Chevrolet coupe has been a regular at the Meltdown Drags. His wheels-up runs are always popular with the fans.

The Future These two small fries appear to be poised and ready to jump into Junior Dragsters and get with the program. Someday, dad, someday!

Wheelstand Battle The anticipated side-by-side wheelstand showdown between two of the Midwest’s Tri-5 wheelie kings, ex-Chicago police officer Mike Bilina and “Iron Man” Tony Shervino, failed to fully materialize. Timing between the two racers appeared to be the problem because it sure as heck wasn’t the cars.

Classical Gassers Nostalgia Gassers’ Steve Bacon and his Innocent Rascal 1941 Willys B/Gasser squared off against the Lost Wages 1956 Chevrolet B/Gasser of Robbie Roberson in a match that Bacon won.

Ford vs. Chevy Tommy Killingworth’s Miss Fit, a 1963 Ford Fairlane AA/GS running out of the Southern Outlaw Gassers group on pure Ford power, faced Randy Stone’s Bootlegger A/Gas 1955 Chevrolet shoebox, which won this particular heat.

Colson Stude Pitside attractions at Meltdown 2018 included the former Colson & Wood/Scott Hammack AA/Gas 1941 Studebaker coupe. A Pennzoil ad from the March 1963 HOT ROD, which was displayed with the car, extolled back-to-back class records: 11.64/118.42 at Oswego, Illinois, followed by 11.33/131.78 at Cordova. At the wheel was Ron Colson, who also earned fame driving the Chicago Patrol, Hawaiian, and Chi-Town Hustler Funny Car (among others).

Stead(y) vs. Crazy Marty Stead driving the Stead Speed Shop 1941 AA/Gas Willys went off against fellow Scott Rods circuit member Brian Spotts and It’s Crazy, his 1952 AA/G Anglia. Running on a 5.60 index, Stead posted a winning. 5.64 seconds in the eighth-mile.

Black Magic Check out Alex Case’s street-driven 1965 Dodge Coronet. It is powered by a Keith Black alloy Hemi with Stage V twin-plug Hemi heads, twin magnetos, a Danekas blower, and eight (count ’em!) Stromberg carburetors. Unbelievable!

Missing a Few Another oddity to be found in the Gasser Wars display was this blown Chevrolet Hemi V6. We’re not sure about the who, what, or why, but the pintsize Hemi sure drew a lot of attention.

Holeshot In round one of the Scott Rods show, Mike Kalinowski’s Un-Finished Business AA/Gas ’52 Austin took on Jeff Cryan and his wheelstanding 1933 AA/G Willys known as the Phenomenon. Can you guess who won?

Burnin’ and Churnin’ Nostalgia Super Stocks member John Grinwald and his Gold Digger 1965 AWB Dodge put on one heck of a show for Meltdown Drags fans Saturday with eighth-mile smoky burnouts.

Street-Legal Sprint Car Street-Legal Sprint Car: How many times have you seen an old Kurtis sprint car running around town? Well, if you live in the State of Illinois, you might run across this Ford flathead-engined single seater.

Dueling Hemis The ever popular two-car fuel duel: Jim Henry’s Big Iron injected nitro Hemi-powered 1964 Plymouth and Steve Moth’s Bad News 1964-1965 AWB nitro Hemi Dodge traded wins throughout the weekend.

Beating the Bully Rich Maier and his Blacktop Bully 1940 Chevrolet C/Gasser went up against the Mr. Quick’s Speed Shop–sponsored Moon Dust 1965 AWB Plymouth. The Hemi won.

Ultravintage Floyd Craig’s 21-stud, flat-motor-powered D/Altered Model A and Kevin Croise’s similarly powered Ornery Buzzard front-engine dragster are regulars at the Meltdown Drags and underscore the meaning of dragstalgia.

Free Booty A popular feature with Meltdown Drags participants is the prize booth. The racers’ ticket numbers are randomly drawn throughout the event, and they are allowed to select from a bevy of really cool items.

Sincerest Form Paul Brown decided that since he already owned a replica of Doug Thorley’s Chevy 2 Much, why not replicate the former Burgeois & Wade Doug’s Headers Logghe Chassis flip-top Corvair? A close inspection reveals that the car is expertly done, borrowing visual cues from both the B&W car and Thorley’s U.S. National–winning Corvair. Yes, there were two. That’s car owner Brown in the fire suit.

Chip off the Old Block Following in his dad Paul’s footsteps, 17-year-old David Zielsdorf jumped behind the wheel of the family’s 427 big-block 1963 Chevrolet Biscayne on Sunday and hammered out a 12.06/116.00, topping the old man’s personal best by a couple thousandths of a second.

Hot Track Seven-year-old Oliver Bucek mans the Mattel Hot Wheels race track, where every kid who participated got to choose and take home his own Mattel Hot Wheels die-cast miniature.

Broke as Hell According to the shoe polish on the windshield, the “world’s fastest outhouse” Model A runs in the 10s thanks to a 371-inch “Chevy/Olds” V8. Rick Neal’s Possum Killer Garage built the roadster pickup, which now belongs to T.K., Tug, Bo, and Trouble Thompson of the Broke as Hell Garage of Memphis.

Henry Battle Nostalgia Gassers member Tom Peter’s Drag Addict B/Gas 1951 Henry J went up against Nick Nampa’s No Quarter 1951 Henry J B/Gasser. Nampa took the win.

Quicker Than the Auto Club Whenever one of the contestants lost fire, the Meltdown Drags starting line crew was quick to remedy the situation.

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