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You are NOT ALLOWED to be successful by the way!!!! You’re not allowed to be popular on a popular app because that’s not COOL!!!!!!! I find songs by listening to the bugs hum in dirt!!!! IM COOLER THAN YOU!!!! BE MY KIND OF COOL ONLY!!!! POPULAR THINGS ARE FOR LOSERS AND IM A PROFESSIONAL HATER BECAUSE YAY!!!! SUCCESS CAN ONLY BE ON MY TERMS!!!!!!! IF YOU DIDNT BECOME KNOWN BY RANDOM LYRICS ETCHED INTO THE SIDEWALK RIGHT BY AN ABANDONED BUILDING YOURE ILLEGITIMATE!!!!! BE BETTER!!!!!!!!!!
Side note: if we (specifically consumers who don’t even create, themselves, and regard art as only a product) keep making dumb rules about art and creation, no one will ever have fun or want to do what they love anymore.
#/s#everyone is pissing me off#like I’d this really a bad thing???? I’ll never understand#‘you’d be NOTHING without the radio!!!’ like huh ??? just say you don’t like people dang#always need to come up with bs to say about people you don’t know because you’re a hater#I don’t even have tiktok or listen to all the artists on this list but dang gimme a break#no one can enjoy things or have fun or be successful it’s illegal btw#tiktok#music#doja cat#phoebe bridgers#people were naming ->#olivia rodrigo#and it was pissing me off y’all do not like teenage girls and pray on everyone’s downfall for fun#you don’t have to like their music but hatred is insane she JUST got here ????#Steve lacy#ice spice#gayle#IVE#tv girl#people also named ->#jvke#rip idk who the middle guy at the bottom is 🏃🏾♀️#sorry this was a lot lmao
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baby, you can drive my car |(mechanic!yoongi)
→ pairing: min yoongi x reader
→ genre: mechanic!au, spoiltbrat!y/n (++ inexperienced y/n as hiGHLy requested hehe), 6 greasy bois, a taste of richboy!jin, a vintage mercedes benz named beeper, usual dose of crackheadiness, touch of angst, sprinkle of fluff, and bts (big time smut) ((i love recycling this joke don’t come for me)) (((thigh-riding)))
→ trigger warning: there is a brief mention of blood so tread lightly if you feel queaSy about that!
→ wordcount: 24.6k magic in the air
→ summary: welcome to min mechanics - what can i do for you today, doll?
→ note: ooh BOY this took me a while! i’m sorry it took me so long to publish this but i hope this bad boy (i’m talking about the fic itself anD mechanic!yoongi) makes up for it! mechanic!yoongi has been in the works for a while... thank you to every single one of you who contributed each of your own lil ideas and helped to create the chArming tattoo-sleeve man we all fuLLY fell in love with. seriously y’all i could not have done this without you!! i ain’t gon lie i was going to post this on the day of the comeback but i think i needed a day to just.,.,, SCREAM and listen to the album.,.,,. (and also i was still editing it yikes) ((and also what do u guys think of the new albUM hELLO)) so here it is twO days after the comeback!!!!!!! i hope i gave you sufficient time to recover from the new album but if not oH well what can ya do!!! also i’m really friCkin nervous for some reason but nonetheless enjoy the ride! ( 灬♥ 3 ♥灬)
pst if u wanna talk to y/n or yoongi u know what to do ;-)
(gif isn’t mine!)
(((and the read more function iS there but most of the time it doesn’t work on mobile :// i am sorry don’t attack me by sending passive-aggressive anon messages)))
you know what
you could totally get used to this being an adult thing
you finally get to live in your own place
you finally get to eat whatever the heck you wanna eat
and most importantly
you finally get a car
yes, you’ll admit, you’re a little behind with the whole car thing
most of your friends already got their licenses befoRe becoming adults but so what if you were a little slow!!! you were just living life as a teenager!!!! there was no rush
let’s not beat around the bush here
you are: a spoilt brat
like unbelievably so
when you were younger all you’d have to do is point at something and your parents would immediately be like ….aight
now that you’re older it’s kinda the same except they’ve just given you a bunch of credit cards so now you don’t have to ask anyone you can just go out and get it yourself
but this car
this sweet sweet car that belongs to you
(to be moRe specific it’s a 1962 mercedes benz baby blue convertible that you’ve affectionately named beeper)
((you knoW that shit be fancy when it’s from the dang 60s))
this is the first BIG purchase you’ve made and you’re feeling pretty proud of yourself anD you’re feeling extra adult-y
anyways you’re heading back to your penthouse now because it’s been a busy day!!
you had class in the morning and then you went and got your nails done to reward yourself for going to class (a manicure anD a pedicure because why would you not do your toes if you’re doing your fingers that just wouldn’t be fair to your toes) and then you went and got a venti coffee frappucino from starbucks
you reach over and adjust the front mirror a bit and take a second to admire your brand new YSL heart-shaped sunglasses (they’re SO cute n u have them in three different colours)
you’re already thinking about what you want for dinner
maybe you can order some sushi or something
you could go for a dynamite roll or something
maybe some gyoza dumplings too
oOh you should also get some seaweed salad because that-
prrt prruT prrt prRRrRRRRRrr
oh my god
no way
“oh my god, no way.” your heart drops to your stomach when beeper starts sputtering and coughing and slowing d o w n
oh god
oh god oh god oh god
okay
it’s fine
it’s fine don’t worry about it
thankfully beeper stopped riGht as the light turned red so you have some time to try and get him up and running again
okay
what can you do
what does this button do
click
oH okay those are the windshield wipers and you don’t need those
you twist a knob and curse to yourself when the radio turns on
ok what about thiS knob
“chRist-“ cold air starts blasting riGht into your face and you turn the knob back down
you step down on the gas pedal and nothing happens
what do you do whAT do you DO
you probably have like 20 seconds left before the light turns green and you have to get going
ooooOOOoOh you don’t want the people behind you to honk at you
that’s going to stress you out
you don’t want to be honked at!!!!!!!!!
usually when something bad happens you just.,. throw some money on it and it goes away
in this case you can technically throw money at it
let’s rephrase this
usually when something bad happens you just throw some money at a person and it goes away because they take care of the problem foR you
but the difference here is that you are all alone
in this big city
and your parents are miles away
and no one is here to help you
ooh!!!! ooh!!!!!! google a car repair shop!!!! goOGLE IT
you reach into your purse and pull your phone out quickly
“car repair shops near me…” you mutter to yourself as you type into the google search bar
you jump in surprise when the car behind you honks at you and you give them a sheepish smile and a shrug
“c’mon, c’mon.,.,,” you smack the steering wheel in frustration but quickly rub over the wheel apologetically
beeper coughs before jerking and you feel a wave of relief wash over you when it starts moving again
okay
according to google maps the nearest repair shop is a minute drive away
okay okay okay
should be doable
it appears that the gods are somewhat on your side today because beeper breaks down officially right as you drive up to the front of the repair shop
luckily no one was on the sidewalk when you nyOomed up because half of your car is on the sidewalk and the other half is on the street and you’re not looking to run anyone over today
“stupid car.” you mutter as you slam the door shut “…sorry buddy.” you wince apologetically and pat the hood because you certainly wouldn’t want to be spoken to like that if you were a car
you look up at the rusting sign hanging above the large garage
‘min mechanics’
“min mechanics.” you stand in front of the large open garage and inspect the inside
is this place good enough for beeper
it seems like it’s doing pretty well
there are at least eight cars all parked on either sides of the place
in the very back in the left corner there’s an office kinda thing
there’s a sign hanging on top of the door that says ‘front desk’
okay so that seems like a logical place to go to
you’re a little wary just leaving your car out here with nobody to watch it but it’s not like you have a choice
you walk in further and adjust your purse strap on your shoulder
what heCk
there’s like nobody here
there better be somebody here otherwise you’re going to get your dad to sue
just kidding
but not really
“uh, hellOOooOOo??” your boots clack against the concrete as you walk deeper into the garage
you push your sunglasses up onto the top of your head before placing a hand on your hip
“is anybody here??? someone needs to fix my car, please!!!” you approach the truck that’s just sitting in the middle of the garage and that’s when you notice a pair of legs under the truck
oh my god
someone’s been CRUSHED By a TRUCK
oh HELL no you are getting out of here you’re going to pretend like you weren’t even here in the first place
“sorry, gimme a sec!” the legs twitch and you let out a breath of relief
whoever this person is rolls out from under the truck smoothly and gets up onto their feet
oh
hello
he wipes his cheek with the back of his hand and gets grease smudged over his cheekbone with a scowl before wiping his grubby hands on his rag
soft icy-blue hair
almost cat-like eyes
sharp jawline
very pretty hands
he tosses the dirty rag over his shoulder and you definitely don’t miss the way his bicep flexes
you glance down at the name embroidered in yellow thread into the chest pocket of his navy blue jumpsuit
𝓎𝑜𝑜𝓃𝑔𝒾
cute name for a cuter boy
he looks up at you and falters a bit
obviously he’s a liTTle taken aback because what’s a girl like you doing at a place like this??
you don’t miss the way his eyes scan over your figure
a cream coloured blouse tucked into a pair of skinny blue jeans
a pair of chunky leather boots that look like they cost more than his entire life
the little gucci purse
and of course
the heart shaped sunglasses
hm
“what can i help you with, doll?” he offers you a smirk and a tilt of the head and suddenly you think you’ve forgotten how to breathe
you don’t think that pet name should affect you as much as it does
holy shiT this is one pretty boy
he pushes his sleeves up and that’S when you notice that one of his arms is covered with tattoos
holy moly
“i… car’s broken. my car. my car’s broken.” you stumble over your words
“you… car’s broken, huh?” he teases before glancing over your shoulder “is that it outside?”
you nod quickly and look back at your car
aw
poor beeper
you didn’t even get to drive him that much and he already diED on you
you should’ve asked for a range rover instead
once again it’s from the 60s
you probably should’ve stopped right then and there
but it’s so cute!!!!!!!
“is that a 1962 mercerdes benz??” ‘yoongi’ gasps and moves past you towards beeper “holy shiT i’ve only seen those in pictures”
“it’s pretty cool, i guess.” you shrug casually and watch as he continues to marvel over your car “but yeah, do you think you can fix him?”
“him?”
“…his name is beeper.” you admit shyly and yoongi laughs lightly and nods understandably
“cute. and yes, i’ll take care of beeper for you, don’t worry. give me some time to poke around and see what the issue is.” he pats beeper’s hood before gesturing over to the back of the garage “you can chill out in the office if you want, or there’s a starbucks down the street. it’s pretty muggy in the garage and i wouldn’t want you to scuff up your gucci purse.”
his eyes flicker towards the little black bag nestled against your side
you clear your throat and tuck it behind you bashfully
“i’m yoongi, by the way.” he sticks his hand out and you look down at it
you can see some greASy residue from the truck that he was fixing earlier but you tell yourself to man up and you reach over and take his hand
oh my god his hand is s t i c k y
ew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“i’m y/n. thank you for helping me out.”
“of course, i’m happy to help.” yoongi offers you a boyish smile and you decide right then and there that you don’t mind his sticky hands at all
the bell tinkles lightly as you push the frosted glass door open and step into the air-conditioned office
hey the office is a lot bigger than you thought it’d be
and definitely a lot nicer than you thought it’d be (no offence)
there’s a front counter and an empty wheely chair behind it
oH and there’s another door that leads into a more ~private~ office but it’s closed so you can’t sneak a peek inside
on the counter there’s a little bell and next to it is a hEfty jar of lollipops
behind the counter is a cork board with a bunch of car keys hanging from pushpins all lined up in a neat row
a couple sticky notes pinned up
four plastic chairs sitting on the side (you’re assuming this is the waiting area)
in the corner there’s a little table with a stack of magazines
and in the other corner there’s a water dispenser
the ceiling fan whirs above you as you head over to the front desk
these lollipops look tempting
you wonder if they’re complimentary or if yoongi is just a sugar addict
you reach into the jar and grab one quickly and drop it into your purse
the chair squeaks underneath you as you take a seat and you shift to get comfortable
you reach up to push your sunglasses up because they start to slide down a little
a breath slips past your lips
you wonder how long yoongi’s going to take
and then you wonder if you’re going to have to get a new car
maybe you should go car shopping after this
hot tip: avoid cars from the 60s
“well i figured out what was wrong with your car” you jump when the door opens abruptly
you stand up from the seat and smooth your blouse down a little “what’s wrong with it?? what do i need to get fixed and how much is it all going to cost??”
“uh, not that much consider what was wrong was that the gas tank was empty.”
…
oh
my
god
you’re a moron
you are an idiot
a F O O L
you clear your throat and feel your cheeks starting to burn a lil
this is uh
this is kinda embarrassing
“are you… sure? that’s it? the gas tank was empty? there’s really nothing else wrong with him?”
“mhm.” yoongi nods and makes his way over behind the front desk “i did a full body check on beeper and everything else is working just fine! he just needed a tank of juice, so i filled up for you. he’s good to go!” he unwraps a lollipop and sticks it into his mouth
“oh, okay. um-“ you unzip your purse and rifle through it for your wallet “how much do i owe you?”
“nothing”
“noth- gas is free???? holy shit. i did not know that.” you scoff in surprise and put your wallet away
yoongi’s brows furrow and he gives you a smile “no, gas isn’t free, doll. i’m giving you a get outta jail free card, so next time beeper ‘breaks down’ you’ll know he’s just out of gas.”
“oh… oH no no you don’t have to do that here lemme give you-“
“hey, seriously - it’s fine.” yoongi hands you your keys back before spinning you around and leading you out the door with a hand placed on the small of your back
“but-“
“but nothing! i don’t wanna hear it.” he teases as he opens the door up for you and nudges you inside
he closes the door gently and bends down a little “it was nice doin’ business with you. take care of yourself now.”
“thanks for making me look like a fool in front of a cute boy today, beeper.” you sigh as you step out of the car and close the door
beep beep !
you drop your keys into your purse after locking beeper up and you make your way over to the elevator that goes up to the penthouse
as you wait for the elevator to take you up to your floor you shove your hand into your purse for your house keys and you end up pulling out
a yellow lollipop
you stare at it for a second and blink at it owlishly
no
y/n
he’s a mechanic
your dad’s a businessman!!!!!!!!!
you need to go after a CEO boy not a CAR boy
you’re sure there are plenty of nice CEO boys in the city
you unwrap the lollipop and stick it into your mouth
hm
mango!
the elevator dings and the doors slide open
you step out into the hallway and twirl your keys around your finger
yeah
it’d be good for you
just forget about the silly car boy
three days later
ok so listen
uh
you know how you said it’d be good to just forget about the silly car boy
ya
that did not happen
you don’t usually do stupid things
but this?
this thing that you have just done??
now THIS was stupid
you might’ve maybe kinda sorta possibly clobbered one of your side mirrors with a baseball bat so that it’d break off because a teeny weeny (huge huGe) part of you wanted to see yoongi again
after the whole stare off with the lollipop in the elevator you just had this itching feeling all over your body
there’s just something about him and you can’t quite put your finger on it
maybe it’s because he’s so..,,.,,., cool? like that’s the only word you have to describe him right now lol
he’s just.,.,,.., he’s so different compared to all the other boys you’ve ever been interested in
god
he’s such a man that’s what he is
the bad boy of your wildest dreams
anyways uh
“….oh boy.” so now you have a baseball bat in one hand and a side mirror in the other
if someone were to walk into the garage right now it’d look like you just damaged someone else’s car
and it’s not like you can say ‘oh, don’t worry! it’s just my car, trust me!!!’ and wave the baseball at them because then they’d be like wtf why did u just fuck up ur own car
well
now it’s too late
you gosh darn wrecked your vintage car all because you want to see a cute mechanic
you couldn’t have just walked in there like a normal person to say hi!!!!!
you could’ve gone in there with an envelope of money and been like oh i just felt bad about not paying so i hAd to come and pay you back!!!
you did this on purpose because you wanted! to! see! yoongi! again!
and unsurprisingly
you always get what you want
“how did this happen again?”
“…i backed up into my garage all weird…?” you’re not being very convincing right now in case that wasn’t already super obvious
“…huh.”
see
yoongi knows his cars
he’s been working with them for a long time (fun fact he picked up his first screwdriver and helped his dad in the shop when he was just three years old!!!!)
and this doesn’t look like you backed your car into the garage and accidentally knocked it into the side of a wall
it looks like it’s been battered
and he can’t help but think that you were the one who fucked your car up
because there’s a huge dent on the top part of it (he’s assuming this was your first hit) and a loT of mini dents around it (which was a result of you panicking when it didn’t fall off the first time so you continued whacking it everywhere) anD the way the mirror cracked suggests that something was hitting it straIGHt on
so you must’ve been parking your car really weirdly if you actually knocked it off while parking
this looks like it was done purposely
yoongi looks up from the mirror at you
“so… can you fix it?”
a little smirk twitches at the corner of his mouth
alright
he’ll bite
“i mean, it would’ve been easier if the mirror wasn’t completely destroyed-” yoongi holds it up and you wince a little at the sight of the wires dangling from where you riPPed it off “i’m going to have to order a new mirror - it’s probably going to cost a pretty penny considering this is a vintage car, but i’ll be sure to find the best deal for you.”
“you’re welcome to leave beeper here oR you can always just bring him back when the mirror comes in because everything else is working perfectly fine.”
“i’ll leave him here-!” you respond immediately “…if that’s okay with you, of course.”
“that’s perfectly fine with me.” he holds his hand out and your eyes flicker down to it
even his hand is pretty
you’re not..,. sure why he’s holding his hand out
is he trying to shake your hand??
you slowly raise your hand before gently placing it over his
yoongi blinks twice and looks back up at you
you look back at him
“…i need your keys.”
OH
oH MY GOD
oh my god
“i knew that!” you rIP your hand away before shoving it into your purse
your face is honestly probably on fire right now
love that for you
you drop your keys into yoongi’s palm with a jingle and yoongi smirks because now it seems like you’re avoiding eye contact with him
he smirks lightly as he tucks your keys into his back pocket
“at least buy me dinner first before touching me like that, doll.”
ok
you need to leave NOW
this is MORTIFyiNG
you are in the midst of an internal conflict
see, the thing is
you’re not quite sure if you’re crossing the line from charming to downright creepy
let’s unpack this
charming = treating someone to lunch
creepy = treating someone to lunch when you’ve only spoken to him for a total of like 3 minutes
charming = bringing lunch to someone at their workplace
creepy = bringing lunch to someone at their workplace and virtually giving them no choice but to sit down and eat lunch with you becausE you bROUGHt lunch to their woRKPLACE
charming = y/n y/l/n when she like someone
creepy = y/n y/l/n when she really really likes someone
charm-
oh!!!! a pair of legs under a truck!!!!!!!
you pick up the pace and head straIght for truck
“hey!” you knock twice against the side to get yoongi’s attention and you can’t help but bounce up on your toes a little in excitement
you look into the takeout bag to make sure nothing is leaking “i know the car isn’t ready yet but i just wanted to stop by and thank you for-“
“well hey to you too” you step back when you look down to see someone who definitely isn’t yoongi but is also juSt as pretty as yoongi
he takes his cap off and pushes his hair back before putting his hat on backwards
“you aren’t yoongi” you squeak out and wrinkle your nose “i’m so sorry, i thought you were someone else.”
“my name is jungkook bUT i’d be happy to be yoongi if you’d like” he gets up off the ground and wipes his hands on the back of his jumpsuit
he flashes you a charming smile and you feel a little overwheLmed
“get bACk to work you moron” you and the yoongi impoSter both look to the left and you smile excitedly when you see who it is “hello - again.” he teases “your car isn’t ready yet, if that’s what you’re here for.”
“i know, i’m not here for the car.” you blurt out and yoongi’s eyes widen slightly in surprise
he pokes his tongue into his cheek and raises a brow before smirking at you
“huh. i see. so what are you here for then?”
“i-“
“yoongi, aren’t you going to introduce us to the pretty lady?” you turn to look over your shoulder and you’re suddenly overwhelmed because there are one two three four five boys standing behind you like a floCK of pigeons
yoongi lets out a sigh
sometimes he wished he worked alone
you can’t help but think that this mechanics shop is just a cover up for some kind of cult
because uh
every single one of these boys are beautiful
taehyung is in charge of paint jobs and customisations
namjoon is in charge of office-related things like contracts and paperwork and finances and things along that line
hoseok takes care of washing cars
and jimin is an excellent polisher (he promised you you’d get beeper back nice and sparKly even though all you have to do is replace the side mirror)
and jungkook..,.,. kind of bounces everywhere (apparently he’s just working here for the summer so he doesn’t have a designated responsibility)
last you saw him he was under a truck and now he’s helping jimin with the buffing
“now that you know everybody- sorry about that, by the way - what brings you here today?”
“i brought you some lunch as a thank you for… giving me free gas.”
huh
“oh! thank you so much, that’s very sweet of you.” yoongi smiles and rubs his hands together “i haven’t eaten lunch yet so you came at the riGht time!”
niCE
okay this is good
yoongi can’t help but wonder how much you spent on lunch because even the takeout bag itself looks hella fancy
le petit bistro
obviously it’s some french place
and most of the time french places are hella fancy
he suggested you guys eat in his office so that you’d have a liL more privacy (he knows for a fact that the moment you guys pull food out the others are going to swarm around you and ask to donate some bites to them) and also you probably don’t want to smell petrol while eating lunch lol
you went to go wash your hands so yoongi took the opportunity to sneak a glance at the receipt to confirm his suspicions
and needless to say
he is SHOOK
jesus christ
$45???? for a SANDWICH??? one single sandwich????
the water was $8????
what the hell
.,.,,.negative sides of capitalism
well now he can’t help but wonder how loaded you actually are
he’s not going to lie
it’s slightly intimidating to be around someone practically oozing with money
“-i wasn’t sure what kind of sandwiches you liked so i got a croque monsieur for you, i hope that’s okay!” yoongi drops the receipt back into the bag quickly and shifts in his seat as you step into the office
“oh no, that’s totally fine! i love..,. croc monsters.” he clears his throat “what did you get for yourself?”
“a pan bagnat.” you plop down next to him before reaching into the bag
a pain what now
a pain bandaid?????
what the hell kind of words are leaving your mouth right now lol
“remind me what a… ᶜʳᵒᶜ ᵐᵒⁿˢᵗᵉʳ is again?” yoongi takes the box from you and pops it open
it kinda just looks like a plain ol sandwich
.,.,is that a gold leaf on top of it
“it’s just a fanCy ham and cheese sandwich….also did u just call it a croc monster”
yoongi pauses
“….did u just call it a croc monster?” yoongi bites into the sandwich and-
oH mY GOD
if u weren’t in the room with him he’s positive he would’ve busted a nut
holy SHIT that is a good ham and cheese sandwich
his ham and cheese sandwiches neVer taste this good!!!!!!!
“you want a bite of mine?”
“what’s yours?”
“a pan bagnat.” yoongi contemplates this for a second before shrugging and leaning in for a bite but you quiCkly pull back
he raises a brow
did u change ur mind
“say it.”
say wat
“…thank you?”
“no, no. say it.”
“say what?”
“the name of the sandwich.” you smirk
oh NO
you are a sICk, twiSted individual
the thing is
he knows it’s pan bagnat
but he can’t saY pan bagnat
but he KNOWS it’s pAN BAGNAT OKAY
he knows that you pronounced it pahn ban-yay
so he too will pronounce it pahn ban-yay
he clears his throat
“…pain bandaid.”
o dear god
“okay, so you got that one because jungkook dared you to???” you giggle and trace your fingers over the oFFending tattoo
“yep. he kept saying i didn’t have the balls to do it and the next thing i know i’m sitting in a tattoo parlour getting an angry cookie tattooed on the inside of my bicep.” he snorts and jabs it “luckily i have a whole sLeeve of tattoos to distract from shooky.”
“you nAMed him??”
“jungkook did!!!”
you trail your eyes over the rest of his tattoos
your favourite so far (and it’s the biggest one) is of a cherry blossom tree
the way the branches and twigs wrap around his arms is just so beautiful and the baby pink of the cherry blossoms are just so!!! cute!!!!!!!
“how about your hair, then? unless you were born with a head of shockingly icy-blue hair.”
“well, i got drunk on my birthday. and then i woke up with bleached hair, which was traumatising, as you can probably imagine. i wasn’t a fan of completely whiTE hair so i just bought some dye from the drug store and it came out to be this soft blue-grey kinda colour.” yoongi crosses his eyes as he pinches a couple strands of hair in between his fingers
“i don’t know if i could ever do that to my hair.” you murmur and look at your own strands of hair “my scalp would probably die on me.”
“my scalp is already fuLLy dead, so i don’t really care anymore.”
“does that mean you’ll let me dye your hair neon green?”
“…we’ll have to talk about that one first.”
yoongi nearly shits himself when he realises he’s gone twO hours over his lunch break
omg
he has so much to do today he has to go back to work
even though he’s the boss and can take as many lunch breaks as he wants it doesn’t maTTer
“you got any plans for the rest of the day?” yoongi crumples his napkin up and shOots it into the bin
“not really!” you wipe your mouth and put the soiled napkin into the takeout box before putting thAt back into the takeout bag
“here, i’ll throw that out in the back for you.” yoongi picks the bag up and tucks his own box into it as well
“thank you- i dO have some work do to later but hey, you wouldn’t mind if i just hung out here, right?”
yoongi pauses on his way to the door and turns back to look at you
“you wanna hang out… here?” yoongi furrows his brows in confusion “like here-here?”
you shrug
“it just gets preTTy boring at the apartment when i’m all alone”
“well, uh, i guess i don’t see any problem with you hanging out here. i’m just going to be out there with the others, so let me know if you need anything”
??????
yoongi doesn’t usually have to play the role of a hOSt when his customers are around
“cool!!! i’ll trY not to burn anything down”
yoongi smiles to himself and shakes his head before leaving the office
hm
you are a very peculiar girl
and so it goes
you find yourself zipping straiGht to min mechanics as soon as you’re done with classes for the day (you don’t go everyday just because you feel like that’s kinDa creepy and very veRy clingy so you limit yourself to like three or four days a week)
luckily yoongi’s shop is only a 20 minute uber ride away (you were vEry tempted to buy a new car to take over beeper’s place for the time-being but you figured it’d be best to spend your money on things like… groceries??) so he’s not toO out of the way which is good!!!!!!
although you have a feeling that even if yoongi was 3 hours away you’d stiLL make the trip to see him
and although it seems like you’re just there to check up on beeper because yOu miSs hIm it’s fairly obvious you have a lil thing for yoongi
“hey, um, just outta curiosity - how old is yoongi?” you adjust on the stool and avoid jungkook’s gaze when he turns back to look at you
he glances over at yoongi “he just turned 26! he’s an old man” jungkook snorts and goes back to wiping down the windows
26
that’s.,.,.,. uh
that’s kinda hot
you cross your legs and prop an elbow up on your knee before propping your chin up on your palm and you let out a dreamy sigh
everyThing about yoongi is kinda hot
the way he rolls his sleeves up to expose his forearms when he’s about to get down and diRty gets your gears grinding
or when his tongue swipes over his bottom lip after he’s taken a swig of water
or how deep n rasPy is voice gets sometimes
not to mention his tattoo sleeve
you haven’t gotten a good look at it yet but you’re not complaining because it makes him fall into the bad boy category and you are a HOE for that
“i’m 22, by the way. much, much younger than yoongi.” jungkook points out and turns around to lean against the truck
“mm, that’s cool, kook.” you smile although your eyes are glued on a certain someone else
jungkook snorts and rolls his eyes
maybe he should get a tattoo sleeve
“you know she’s staring at you again”
yoongi has to bite back a smile to keep himself from looking like a smitten schOOlgirl “is she?” he asks casually and flips to the next page of the catalogue
he glances over his shoulder and sure enough you’re staring right at him
of course the moment you get caught you quickly look up and pretend like the ceiling fans whirring above are the most interesting things you’ve ever seen in your entire life
“she’s cute”
“i know” yoongi looks up and narrows his eyes at hoseok who is… stiLL staring at you
yoongi takes a step to the side so that he’s blocking hoseok’s line of sight “don’t you have a tire to change or something?”
hoseok immediately raises his hands in defense
“all i’m impLYing is that if you don’t do something soon i might have to hop on that and take her for a ride-” hoseok yelps when yoongi rolls up the catalogue and suddenly starts smacking him with it
“get baCK to work before i FIRE you”
“whatcha eating?” you glance up from your magazine when you become acutely aware that you are no longer alone due to the fact that there are three shadows blocking you from the sun
ah yes
the three amigos
jimin taehyung and lil ol jungkook
you know exactly what they want
you swallow your bite and use your chopsticks to gesture to the takeout box of sushi (it’s a dynamite roll (your fave!!!!) from this amazing sushi place called nori) sitting on the little table next to you “sushi.” you flip to the next page of the magazine
“what…. kind of sushi?”
“dynamite roll.”
you hear them murmuring to each other and the only thing you manage to make out is a ‘u think she’ll let us try’
yeah
it is always a mistake to bring food here but for some reason you don’t listen to yourself and you always bring food here
and u know what maybe this is just because ur kind of selfish (especially when it comes to the dynamite rolls from nori) but u don’t really want to give them a bite but at the same time you know for sure they’re not going to leave you alone til you let them try
“cool, cool.” taehyung clears his throat
you give them all an unimpressed look before snorting in amusement and picking up the takeout box then holding it up for them
“one piece each.”
and the gates of hell swing open
he immEdiately opens his mouth and sucks it in like a vacuum cleaner
and then you offer a piece to jimin
and then you offer a piece to jungkook
and once they’re all satisfied they finally leave you alone
now you’re down 3 pieces of sushi but it’s finE
you don’t think of yourself as a person who puts effort into things unless you’re parTicularly passionate about something
and you just so happen to be vERY passionate about (1) min yoongi so you surprise yourself when you realise that instead of spending thursday evening watching netflix, you spend three hours doing research on the different parts of a car juSt so you can go into min mechanics and blow yoongi’s MIND
u want to impress him ok it’s not a big deal!!!!!!!!
anyways
you have a couple bullet points that you scribbled down on your palm jUSt in case
you are READY to impress the heck out of yoongi
“that radiator sure looks busted, huh?” you peek over yoongi’s shoulder and take a step back when he turns to look at you “you should probably check the coolant levels.”
yoongi furrows his brows in confusion
what is happening
it doesn’t make sense that you suddenly have a very vAst knowledge of cars considering the fact that you thought your car was broken when it was literally just out of gas
.,.,.,what is going on
“that is the radiator, you’re correct. and it is busted.” you smile proudly and give yourself a mental pat on the back and it is pretty busted. “there’s a blown fuse and a couple of wires are corroded.”
“have you checked the lower radiator tank?”
“uh- yes, i checked that. i don’t really need to check the lower tank if i’m looking at an electrical problem though.”
uh oh
we’re starting to go downhill
quICK say something else
you unfurl your fingers and glance down at the messy scribbles on your palm (the ink is starting to bleed because ur starting to get nErvous and your palms always get clammy)
“how about the coolant?”
“don’t need to check coolant levels either.” yoongi hums and reaches over to untwist the tank cap “and you already mentioned the coolant levels earlier-“
and then it hits him
it finally hits him
his fingers freeze on the cap momentarily
oh
bless your heart
he pressed his lips together to keep himself from smiling too widely “-but if it makes you feel any better i’ll check the coolant levels again?”
“no, no! if you don’t need to check it, then you don’t have to.” you clear your throat “the… the fan clutch is… you should check that too. the fan clutch is… it’s a vital part of the radiator.”
“say, i have a question for you.” yoongi spins around and leans back against the car
“mhm?”
“what exactly does the radiator do, y/n?” he raises a brow before crossing his arms
you know this
oh my god you KNOW this
you literally read a 12 page document talking specifically about radiators HOW the hell are you BLANKING right now
okay fine
just play it cool
if you act like you know what you’re talking about it’ll be more convincing
“it…” you kiss your teeth before glancing down at the radIatoR “it… radiates… um, it radiates energy so that the car is able to… move.” you explain as conFidently as you possibly
“and what’s a fan clutch?”
“oh! you know, it’s the part that just…” you shake your fist in the air “just… clutches the fan, y’know? keeps it in place.”
“huh. that’s right.” yoongi cocks his head
wait what
holy shit
you’re a genius
you are a GENIUS
“i am???”
“no.” he deadpans and smirks when you scowl playfully “you’re cute, though.”
.,,.,.frick
“good morning, namjoon.” yoongi hums as he steps into the office with a biG bag of lollipops
“morning…?” this is vEry unfamiliar territory because the last time yoongi said good morning to namjoon it was on his birthday
well
it’s best not to question it
he should just enjOy sociable yoongi “you seem extra chipper this morning!” namjoon points out
“do i?” yoongi pulls the lid off the glass jar and sets it aside
click clack click clack
the lollipops hit the side of the jar as yoongi fills it aLL the way up
he turns to toss the bag away into the bin
namjoon pulls a lollipop out of the jar before furrowing his brows
he twists the treat in between his fingers and takes note of the little cartoon strawberries on the wrapper “i thought you were a raspberry man?”
“i am” yoongi plucks the lollipop from namjoon’s fingers and plunks it into the jar before covering it up
“but all of these are strawberry flavoured.”
“yes, and?”
namjoon raises his hands in defence “nothing! just saying.”
how very odd
yoongi despises strawberry
“hi namjoon!” the little bell tinkers as you step into the office
“y/n, hey! how was your day? yoongi’s in the middle of a call but he’ll be out soon.”
“it was okay! i got my essay back and i did pretty well- oOH strawberry” you gasp and iMMediately shoVe your hand into the jar
there it is
the final piece of the puzzle
it all makes sense now
“huh.” namjoon leans back against his chair and crosses his arms as he watches you unwrap the lollipop excitedly
“whaht?” you ask aroUnd the lollipop and namjoon shakes his head
“oh, nothing.”
interesting
vEry interesting
yoongi despises strawberry but it seems like he doesn’t despise you
it is univERsally known that sundays are meant to be day-offs
you’re supposed to sleep in on sundays
you go out for bRUnch on sundays
you most certainly don’t wake up at 8am and spend twO hours getting ready and then take an uber down to the mechanics shop to see the cute boy who works there
normal people don’t dO THAT
“what are you doing here? it’s sunday…” even yoongi is confused as to why you’re here
hE doesn’t even want to be here
“i know, i just… y’know, i was bored, so-“
“you came all the way here because you were bored?” yoongi’s brows knit together and you feel your cheeks flush
you reach up to scratch the back of your neck before pursing your lips “…yes?” you look around and realise that no one else is in sight “where is everyone?”
“…it’s sunday.” yoongi teases and brings his attention back to the faulty hose in his hands
god
what is wrong with the hose today yoongi slaps it against his palm a couple of times
his brows furrow in frustration before he gives it a good tWisT-
SCHKKKKKKKKKK
oH Okay there it is
“there we go!” yoongi twists it back to turn it off “i think i might need to invest in a new hose because i just wasted like 10 minutes trying to turn it on“ he looks up at you
OH MY GOD
you’re gawkinG like a fish and all the blood drains from yoongi’s face when he realizes what just happened
oh mygOD
he’s going to have to work for the rest of his life to pay for your dry cleaning
he’s going to have to sell his shop and that won’t even be enough to cover the cost of cleaning your gucci purse
“y/n… shit… i am sO sorry….” yoongi swallows thickly because you still haven’t responded
you drop your purse on the floor and yoongi presses his lips together
t-the gucci is soaking wet
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hooOooOOOLY SHit he wants to die
he wants to die!!!!!!!!!!!
he wants to guZZLe a gallon of petrol and just DIE
you’re going to sue him
no
you’re going to get your dad to sue him which is even worse
he drops the hose to the floor with a clatter before turning to grab the rag sitting on the hood of the truck
“i’ll get you another towel but you can use this to dry off for no- WHAT-“ not even a seCOND goes by and all of a sudden there’s water being dumpED right on top of him
and to make matters worse
this is soapy water used to wash the car
he’s dripping with dirty soapy water from head to toe
“there. now we’re even!” you let out a sigh and set the bucket down before wiping your hands on the back of your leggings even though that does absolutely NOTHING
“…you have three seconds.”
you’re still wiping your hands on your leggings “three seconds to- oH MY GOD WAIT-“ you begin sprinting as soon as yoongi moves into action and the next thing you know he’s chasing you around the garage with the hose
you two are acting like chiLDREN
“yOONGI NO” you shriek when you feel cold water blast against you once again
your guys laughter bounces off the walls of the garage along with the occasional screEch from you
“get away from me you freAK-“ yoongi cackles when he gets a good blast of water right against your butt causing you to scream even louDer than you already were
you can feel him gaining on you because the pressure of the water is starting to get stronger and stronger
you let out a shriek before bursting into laughter when yoongi wraps his arm around you from behind and you immediately start squirming in his grip
you manage to turn around and the two of you start baTTling for the hose
“giVE it to mE-“ you squeeze your eyes shut because you’re sure getting blasted in the eyeball with water won’t be nice
“over my dead body!!!!!!” yoongi laughs and starts tickling your sides with his free hand
“min yooNGI it’s my turn to-“
“get your grUbby hands off the-“
of course
the floor is now slippery as hell (and yoongi’s water bill is going to be hIGH this month if you two keep going at it lol)
so of course
“woAH-!“
“oh SHIt-“
the nExt thing you know you’re staring up at
well
you’re staring right up at yoongi
“i-“ you have no idea why but your fingers are wrapped around his soaKing wet bicep and you quickly let go and place your hands on either side of you like a damn corpse “hi.”
the hose has been completely abandoned next to you guys and it’s still spurting out water
“hey.” he pants from the exertion of chasing you around the garage and his eyes flicker down to your lips veRy briefly you’re not sure it even happened
he’s settled riGht in between your legs and once you realise this your cheeks flame up
oh my god
dO something
“call it a truce?” you offer meekly and yoongi raises a brow before nodding once
“…i suppose so.” you yeLp in surprise when he suddenly shakes his hair out like a dog and practically assaults you with droplets of water
you scowl playfully and wipe at your cheek
yoongi grins down at you and gets off of you
he stands up and looks down at his sopping wet jumpsuit before offering you a hand “c’mon.” he jerks his head towards the office “let’s dry you up, doll.”
you wring the water out of your blouse and yelp quietly when you feel cold droplets of water splatter onto your bare foot
also
this YSL mascara was noT worth the money because you look like a raccoon right now
“i have an extra shirt somewhere… ah, here we are!”
you look at yoongi in the mirror of your compact as he emerges from the office with a-
oh good god
what is that
you clap your compact shut and tuck it back into your purse before spinning around and letting your eyes trail down to the….
can u even call that a shirt
“i refuse to put that thing on my body.” you can’t even bring yourself to reach out and take the raggedy denim button-up from yoongi because it just looks so.,.,.,.,.,. grOSS
“aw, c’mon! it’s cute! denim is super trendy.”
“why is it so dirty??”
“they’re just grease stains!! i swear!” yoongi brings the shirt up to his nose and takes a fAT whiff “anD i washed it!”
“well you can either wear this oR you can wear your sopping wet clothes.” yoongi points to the garBage bag containing all your soaking wet belongings and you let out a groan before reaching out and taking the shirt from him
“if it’ll make you feel better i have a pen here and i can just write gucci on the label!”
“ha-ha, very funny.,,., i accept louis vuitton as well”
“i’m going to see if i have any clothes for myself” yoongi disappears into the office again and you work quickly to rip your soPping wet clothes off as quickly as possible
“you know, i can always hook you up with some better quality shirts!” you start buttoning yourself up and you bring your arm up to your nose to give the sleeve a little sniff
it smells like his cologne >:)
you tug the shirt down a little bit and look behind you to make sure your ass isn’t hanging out and saying peekaboo
it’s big enough to the point where it covers everything appropriately and also it reaches mid-thigh
but if you bent down you’d definitely be giving everyone a show lol
“we can stick your logo on the back and everything-“
“sorry, what’d you say? i didn’t catch that.”
you turn around to face yoongi “i was saying that i- oH“
o-OH My GO D
R E D A L E R T
your heart literally stops at the sight of a very, very shirtless yoongi
he shakes his hair out before running a hand through it with a sigh “luckily i had some spare clothes here otherwise i’d have to drive you home completely naked…”
you are bAREly paying attention to a word he is saying right now
this is it
min yoongi is one of the seven wonders of the world
he has a pair of grey sweatpants hanging low on his hips and not to be nsfW but he might,..,,. not be wearing any briefs right now.,..,
you glance back up at his face and clear your throat when you realise he’s staring right back at you with the teeniest of smirks
“what’s the matter, doll? cat got your tongue?”
the cat don’t but that diCK dO
“your carriage awaits, madam” yoongi bows and gestures towards his pick up truck
“why, thank you, kind sir.” you gladly take his hand and he helps you into the truck
the car ride consists of you and yoongi continuing to get to know each other a lil more
the conversation flows very smoothly and easily between the two of you and that makes u happy :-))))
you tell him about that one time you thought there was a robber in your house but it turned out to be a squirrel which is moRE confusing because how the hell did the squirrel make it up so high
yoongi tells you about that one time he was staying late at the shop and hE thought there was a robber in the garage but it was just a drunk jungkook tripping over a stack of tires
you ask him about his family and he asks you about yours
you tell him you love ur mom and dad a lot but you’re suPer glad to be living on your own because it gets overwhelming sometimes
yoongi says he has a good relationship with his family too (but they weren’t pleased when he came home for new years and they discovered his tATTOO SLEEVE and his BLEACHED HAIR)
he tells you about his lil dog named holly (who he misses so much!!!!!) and you tell him about your pet turtle walter who lives at home with your parents
you find out that his favourite pizza toppings are pepperonis and pineapples and you fULLY roast him for that disgusting combination
and then he finds out that your favourite pizza toppings are spinach leaves, fire-grilled chicken, and caramelised red onions and he’s like okay miss bouGIe do u realise how much more expensive my pizza would be if i asked for fire-grilled chicken
he listens to hip-hop most of the time but he does have a soft spot for ariana grande and halsey
he bEgs you not to say anything to the boys
he’s not insecure about his masculinity or anything
he just doesn’t want them to bLAST break up w ur boyfriend i’m bored in the shop all day even tho it’s a B O P
“okay, turn into the roundabout here…” you point towards the penthouse buildings once yoongi drives past the gates (u live in a gaTed community u r so bougie!!!!!!!!!)
“this building? the one with the… marBle fountain?”
“mhm, you got it.” you unbuckle your seatbelt and turn to smile at him “thank you for the ride and the shower.”
“anytime, doll.” yoongi plays along and his right eye drops in a wink
he chews on the inside of his cheek nervously
should he go for it
,.,..,
yeah he’s going to go for it
“hey, by the way-“ he stops you before you can hop out of the truth “the guys and i are hanging out this friday at this club we usually go to... don’t feel pressured to say yes or anything but if you wanna tag along that’d be totally-“
“yEs i would love to!” you blurt out and yoongi pauses and chuckles lightly
omg
yES you definiTEly want to
“okay, i’ll text you the details as soon as i figure out what’s happening.”
“sounds good!!” you shut the door and yoongi rolls the window down
“i’ll see you later then?”
“mhm! by the way - i’m keeping the shirt.”
yoongi snorts and rolls his eyes playfully as he watches you make your way to the entrance
he bites back a smile and leans back against the seat before letting out a breath and turning the truck back on
you really are something
friday can’t come soon enough
oh boy
your bedroom looks like it’s just been hit by a tornado
because it is a mEss
“i have nothing to wear!” you whine to nobody in particular as you stand in the middle of your walk-in closet and look around at the racks and racKs of clothing surrounding you
first you tried a tank top tucked into a pair of jeans and a sensible cardigan but then you remembered riGHt i’m going to a club i’m not going to the LIBRARY
and then you tried this brand new dress from chanel but you decided it was too ~avant-garde~ (u don’t really know what that means but that’s how the lady described it to you when she was selling it to you) for the club
and theN you tried a jumpsuit kinda thing but you’re not going to want to completely strIP down and sit on the toilet butt-ass naked when you have to pee
but u know what
after 2 hours (yes, TWO hours) of going through your closet you think you’ve finally pieced a sensible outfit together
it’s a baby blue slip dress (you bought it to match with beeper and u will shamelessly admit that) and you pair it with these adorable strappy platform sandals and of course a brand new gucci clutch
hm
you look so cuTe you love this outfit
you kinda look like an early 2000s bratz doll and you’re,.,.,. ObseSsed with that
also
if someone compliments you on your outfit you’re definitely going to hit them with a “oh, this old thing? i just threW it on!”
no one will ever know it took you 120 minutes to pick (1) blue dress
you’re taking this secret to the GRAVE
yoongi offered to pick you up but you told him you’d be fine getting there by yourself
plus you really wanted to go in fashionably late (not tOO late of course) and just knock the socks off of everyone
you fully accept that you are a tiny bit of an attention whore
>:-)
“i think i should’ve picked her up.” yoongi mutters as he takes the last sip of his beer
it’s 9:30 and you’re stiLL not here
he’s checked his phone literally ten times in twenty minutes to make sure that he hasn’t missed any texts or calls or
“i think you’re overthinking this. she’ll get here! maybe there’s traffic.” jimin pats yoongi’s shoulder before returning to his conversation with hoseok
“and even if she doesn’T come you can still have fun with us!” jungkook points out and yoongi frowns “what??? we’re just as fun as y/n!!”
“we might be just as fun as y/n but yoongi doesn’t wanna make out with you like he does y/n-“
“soRRY you guys my uber dropped me off like three blocks away from here for some reason and i didn’t realise how hard it was walking in platform sandals” yoongi jumps in surprise when you suddenly poP out of nowhere
“this is why i should’ve picked you u-“ yoongi turns his head and finally gets a good look at you
shit you look good
he’s.,,.,. never seen your bAre legs before but he most definitely wants to bury his face in between them!!!!!!
oops
“are you two done checking each other out yet?” taehyung raises a brow and you and yoongi break gazes immediately
yoongi looks up at the little lightbulb hanging from the ceiling and you look towards the bowl of pretzels sitting on the table
namjoon smacks tae’s arm scoldingly
quick change the subject
“have you guys just been sitting here this whole time?” you take a seat next to yoongi and you’re hAPPy to report that he doesn’t move when the side of your thigh presses up against him
you’re used to seeing yoongi in a jumpsuit (which is hot) or like a plain white tee tucked into a pair of jeans (which is aLso hot) but tonight he looks extra EXTRA hot
he’s wearing all bLAck tonight
black t-shirt
black ripped jeans
black bomber jacket
he even smells sexy
he smells like that denim shirt that’s hanging in ur closet
oH and he’s wearing a bandana and for some reason the sight of him in a bandana makes you s w e a t
yoongi leans back and drapes an arm over the back of the booth and you’re vEry tempted to snuggle right into him but unfortunately the two of you are noT at that stage yet
“this is our third bowl of pretzels and our second round of beers, so no, we haven’t just been sitting here this whole time.” jungkook points out smartly and you nod understanDably
he’s such a dweeb
you love it
alright well
apparently the party don’t start til you walk in
you give yoongi’s thigh a couple pats before pointing at the bar “i’m gonna go get us some shots!” you grin excitedly as you slide out of the booth
all of the boys sit in silence until they all decide you’re at a safe distance away from them
“…..she touched your thiGhHhHhhhH” taehyung wiggles his brows and yoongi scoffs and rolls his eyes
“so what?”
“…yo diCK is close to your thiGhHhHhhhH”
“so in a way she indirectly touched your dick” jungkook holds his hand out for a fist bump
yoongi looks at the two of them in an unimpressed manner
“hi, can i get a round of kamikazes please?” you smile politely at the bartender before handing him your card
you gon be honest
you don’t actually know what a kamikaze is
you googled a list of shots on your way here and kamikaze was on that list
there’s also a type of shot called a blowjob but you’re not sure how it’s going to go down if you ask the bartender for a round of blowjobs
“what’s a pretty little thing like you doing at a place like this?” you jump in surprise when someone suddenly appears next to you and you’re about to run away in fear but then you get a better look at this guy
there’s no other way to describe it
this binch looks just as Expensive as you
you recognise that limited edition gold rolex that wink at you under the shoddy lighting
“…i could say the same for you” you raise a brow before turning to face the bar again
whY is the bartender taking so long
the guy laughs and tilts his head back a little before leaning forward and offering you a smirk “i’m seokjin. and you are?”
“not interested.” you clap back immediately jin raises his hands in defence but doesn’t back off
“feisty, aren’t we?”
“only when we have to be.” you shrug casually
“fair enough.” he hums and drums his fingers against the counter
a beat of silence goes by and you’re surprised he hasn’t made anoTher move
this guy seems harmless enough so you figure that giving him your name won’t be the woRst decision you’ll ever make in your life
plus the bartender is really taking his sweet time with those drinks and you’re getting bored
“i’m y/n.” you stick your hand out and jin’s eyes flicker down to your hand before he takes it graciously and gives you a firm shake
“well, it’s very nice to meet you. are you here by yourself?”
you snort immediately and shake your head “i wouldn’t come here by myself.” the bartender pauses and raises a brow at you and you give him a sheepish smile “no offence.”
if you thought your drinks were taking a long time to be made they’re going to take even lonGer now
good job u goober
“can i at least buy you a drink? maybe you can come over to my booth and we can chit-chat, see where that takes us…”
“or you could just buy me a drink and we can go our separate ways from there.” you grin and jin tilts his head before letting out a small laugh
“is that how you’re going to play it, sweetheart?” the thin gold chain hanging around his neck shimmers slightly as he shifts and leans closer to you
“i pholhd yew i could fit more phretfulz into my mouf fhan yew” jungkook mumbles and a pretzel falls out of his mouth
jimin is crAcking up at the sight of taehyung practically drooling all over himself
namjoon looks disappointed and hoseok looks vEry amused
yoongi glances over at the bar and furrows his brows in confusion when he sees you talking to,.,.., someone you’re obviously very comfortable with if you’re letting him tuck your hair behind your ear like that
whoever this fella is
he’s wearing a crisp button-up tucked into a pair of slacks and he has his sleeves rolled up (and he knows how weak u r for rolled up sleeves because you always get really moon-eyed when hE rolls his sleeves up)
yoongi clears his throat and shifts in his seat
what was he thinking???
christ
you guys are from two different worlds
what
was
he
thinking!!!
inviting you here?? and you’RE paying the shots omg he should’ve gone up there to pay for the shots
“miss, your round of kamikazes?”
“be a gentleman, kihyun. why don’t you deliver her shots to her friends for her?” jin points over at yoongi and the others and kihyun nods obediently
“oH oh you really don’t have to- okay never mind”
jin is a nice guy but also u want to go back to ur friends
“so, where were we?”
“you were about to buy me a drink and i was going to accept the drink and then leave” you joke and turn to look over your shoulder juSt in time to see kihyun setting the tray down on the table
okay you know what
one drink isn’t going to hurt
you’ll just enjoy onE drink and then you’ll leave
that way the boTh of you are satisfied..,,.ish
yoongi can’t help but glance over at the bar agaIN and he rolls his eyes when he catches the sight of you throwing your head back in laughter at something
who the hell does this guy think he is anyway
and what kinda guy who dresses like thAt would want to hang out here
no
he’s overthinking it
“hey, your friend told me to bring the shots here. seven kamikazes.”
“OoOohHH yeah lets gET IT” jungkook reaches for a shot as soon as the tray is set down and it goes down his hatch in 0.1 seconds
uh
okay wow
obviously you’re not interested in hanging out with them anymore because you’re stiLL with that guy at the var aND you got the bartender to deliver the shots over so you could kEEP talking to mr. perfect over there
“ooh, these are good!!”
“veRy citrusy”
“are we sure there’s even alcohol in this because it kinda just tastes like orange juice”
“you think we can order more?”
yoongi’s shot is the only one left untouched
jungkook reaches over to tap his shoulder
“hyung, you gonna take a shot?”
yoongi clenches his jaw and reaches over blindly for the shot glass
he tilts his head back and swallows it before setting the glass down firmly
“jEez it wasn’t like i was going to take it or anything” jungkook mutters under his breath
whAtever
yoongi wipes his mouth with the back of his hand
you’re allowed to flirt with whoever you’d like
it’s not like you guys have a thing or anything
you even told him you didn’t want him to come and pick you up so obviously you’ve established that this is a friendship and nothing more
it’s fine
yeah
you guys don’t have a thing
which means hE can flirt with whoever he’d like as well
“anywaYs you’re very nice, jin, but i don’t want you to get the wrong idea or anything…” you smile sheepishly and scratch the back of your neck
you don’t want to tell this complete stranGer about the ins and outs of your will-they-won’t-they relationship with yoongi but you are vEry much tipsy and tipsy y/n just does not have a filter whatsoever “i’m here with yoongi!!!!!!” you clear your throat and gesture towards where the boys are
that strawberry margarita was really good
you could probably drink like twelveteen more of those
jin glances over your shoulder and raises a peRfect brow (you need to ask him where he gets his brows done because woW)
“which one is this yoongi?” he looks back at you
uh
you weren’t expecting to be quEstioned like this
“uh, he’s the one with the-“ you turn to glance over your shoulder
huh
yoongi isn’t at the table
“well he’s around here someWhere he’s wearing a bandana and he has a tattoo sleeve you know he’s reALLy not that hard to spot-“
“oh! i see him!” you perk up immediately and try to follow jin’s line of sight “you mean the one dancing with my friend?”
wait what
“your friend? where’s your friend-“ the moment your eyes land on yoongi and jin’s friend you feel every single droplet of blood draining from your face
oh boy
yep
that’s yoongi alright
she has a hand tangled up in his hair while the other is running down his chest
he leans down as she says something in his ear and you see him laugh
the two of them continue to sway to the beat and you feel sick to your stomach when you notice her push yoongi’s hand down from her waist to her bum
you immediately turn back to face jin and you feel your cheeks heat up in embarrassment
u just told this guY that you were here with another guY only to find out that the guy that you came with looks like he’s having a greAt time with someone else
yikes
“for the record - i would never do that to you.” he asks “chivalry is hard to find nowadays, no?”
you swallow thickly and try to snap yourself out of it
it’s not a big deal
yoongi can do whatever he wants
it’s not like he’s showing romantic interest in you just because he invited you to hang out with him
you’re just one of the bros
“say- how about you and your friends join my friends and i in the vip room? the more, the merrier!” jin nods in acknowledgement as the bartender sets a tray of shots down on the counter for him
“uh, maybe! maybe. thank you for the drink, by the way.” you smile politely and watch as he heads towards the velvet door with a gold VIP label on it
how faNcy
you weren’t going to mention anything to the guys but they asked you what took you so long and the moment the phrase ‘vip section’ slips out of your mouth all the boys immEdiately slide out of the booth and head to said section
you and jimin bumped into yoongi on the dance floor on the way there and you kinda just.,.., awkwardly trailed behind him and his new gal pal as aLL of you made your way over there
anyways
now you’re here
in this truly unfortunate situation
and you are praying to all the gods to just make a black hole appear in the ground and swallow you up
first of all
you didn’t know how Big this room was
and you didn’t know that one person (jin) could have so many frienDS
because you are sitting in a circle with probabLy like twenty-ish (or more) other people (including the boys of course)
the point is you want to be literaLLy anywhere else BUT here right now
“i’m assuming everybody knows the rules of the game-“ jin sets the empty bottle of beer in the centre of the circle and you feel your palms starting to sweat because heLLO you don’T know the rules of the game
also you don’t know haLF these people
a couple of the girls introduced themselves to you but you have horrible memory so their names went into one ear and riGht out the other in like 0.1 seconds
“maybe you should, like, go over the rules one more time to… y’know, to refresh our memories!” you clear your throat and feel your cheeks heat up when you catch jennie snickering
“okay, well… you spin the bottle, and whoever the bottle points at, you have to kiss them for ten seconds.”
“it’s pretty self-explanatory.” one of the other girls mutter
you take your bottom lip in between your teeth nervously “what happens if you don’T wanna kiss that person?”
“then you have to take off an article of clothing.”
wait what
t-that doesn’t sound like regular spin the bottle
thaT’s not how they do in the movies!!!!! everyone’s clothes stay ON in the movies!!!!!
and then you realise
you oNLY have a dress on
you don’t have a cardigan or a jacket or anything
so if you don’t wanna kiss anybody you’re going to have to take your dress off
in front of all these people!!!!!!!!!!
can i get a thank u nEXT
“um, i have another question!” your hand shoots up into the air “what if instead of taking a piece of clothing off you take a shot instead?”
“ah, that’s a good idea! if you don’t want to kiss your person, then you take a shot aND you take a piece of clothing off!” jin claps his hands together “good thinking, y/n!”
WAIT WHAT
nO you would like to retrACT your statement omg
so
you can safely say that this is one of the WORST experiences in your life
it’s about twenty minutes into the game
they actually changed the rules again so now you take a shot regardless of if you want to kiss your person or not
needless to say everybody is pretty hammered right now
except you of course
you’re like KindA tipsy
like giggly tipsy!!!! jin just keeps ordering margaritas for you and it would be ruDE of you to reject them
but you haven’t taken any shots yet
because you are one of the only people who hasn’t gotten a chance to spin the bottle yet (thank god)
you also are one of the only people who the bottle hasn’t landed on yet (which is also a thank goD)
“hey”
you turn to look at jin and a smile twitches at your lips when he hiccups
his cheeks are rosy and he’s glowing a bit
loVe that for him
“what do yoU want” you tease
“is there a mirror in your pants?”
“i’m not wearing pants.” you point out and gesture to your dress
“yah- can you just play along??” jin scoffs and pinches your arm
“okAy okay fine go on”
“-because i can seE myself in them” he beams proudly
you snort and roll your eyes playfully before whacking his bicep as he bursts into squeaKy giggles
“you think you’re funny?” you tease and jin nudges his elbow against yours
“you don’t think i’m funny??”
“i absolutely don’t think you’re funny”
“oOOh i have another one”
“can’t be any worse that that mirror one”
“the word of the day is legs.”
“is it?”
“let’s say we head back to your place and spread the word.” he purrs into your ear and you nEARly screech
“jiN!!!!” you gasp and turn to gawk at him “that’s hoRRIBle you FreAK”
yoongi clenches his jaw when he sees you smack jin’s arm as the two of you continue giGGling away at god knows what
whatever he said can’t possibly be thAt funny
“my turn!!!” jennie gets up onto her knees and shuffles towards the bottle
you suddenly stop laughing because oh no it’s jennie’s turn
with a quick fliCk of her wrist she sends the bottle spinning
okay
logically speaking there is a 1/28 chance of it landing on you
but more importantly
logically speaking there is a 1/28 chance of it landing on a certain someone else who shall not be named but it’s pretty obvious who you don’T want it to land on
your nails dig into the meat of your palm as you watch the bottle intently
you don’t get a chance to continue worrying about the logistics of the situation because jin taps your shoulder again
good
you need a distraction anyways
she spun it really violently so it seems like it’s going to take a while to get there lol
“hEy hey hey i’ll give u a nickel if u tickle my pickle”
you snort immediately and shake your head
“i’ll give you a nickel to shuT up” you reach over to flick his forehead “we met like forty minutes ago but i am confident in saying that you only think with your dick”
“in thAt case would you like to blow my mind?”
chRIST
it neVER ENDS
yoongi sets his beer down slowly when the he realises the bottle is pointing right at him
he swallows thickly
oh boy
his eyes flicker up and he sees jennie looking right at him with bEdroOm eyes
and then he hears you and jin craCking up and he turns his head to look at you guys
…..,.,,.,.
what if jin takes you home tonight
what if jin takes you home tonight
well
FINe
if jin takes you home tonight then he’s allowed to take jennie home tonight
yoongi’s eyes flicker back to jennie and he gestures towards himself before leaning back against one palm “get over here.”
“c’mon now, that one was really good!”
“if you ever approach someone with that line you’re going to get slapped-“ you immediately lose your train of thought when you turn your head to see jennie and yoongi fuLLy going at it
“and that’s 10 seconds!”
yoongi’s the first to pull away and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand
he ain’t gon lie
that was kind of slobbery
her lip gloss is also sickLY sweet
“y/n, you’re the only one who hasn’t spun yet! why don’t you give it a try?” jin nudges your side and you snap out of it and look at the bottle “i know yoongi’s technically supposed to be spinning now but we should give you a shot at it before someone goes twice.”
“oh, i don’t- um, i don’t… i think i might just skip my turn.” you smile nervously
your heart is haMMering away in your chest
there are a million and one thoughts running through your mind right now and the amount of alcohol that’s flowing through your veins probably isn’t helping to calm you down
u just
u really liked yoongi :-(
you’ve had so much fun spending time with him for the past couple of weeks
but obviously you aren’t his type
which is okay! that’s fine
everything’s fine
also
you don’t want to play this game because you don’t want your first kiss to be because of spIN the bottle
“c’mon, y/n. we aren’t getting any younger here, girl!”
“o-okay! okay, i’m- i’ll spin.” you clear your throat before leaning over and grasping the bottle
you give it a good agGREssive spin and watch as it goes round and round and round and round
oh boy
this sucks
you thought he liked u back
like you really REALLy thought he liked you back
he’s just been so nice and sweet to you!!!!!!
well to be fair he kind of has to be nice and sweet to you because you are paying him to fix your verY expensive car
he probably just wanted a faT tip that’s why he’s been so kind
and maybe he only invited you here tonight because you bought lunch for him
also you literally have no experience with situations like this so you can’t assume that he likEs you just because you like him
whatever
you should go for someone like jungkook who’s closer to you in age
well thEre you go again assuming that someone who obviously doesn’t like you likes you
“hey, look at that! it’s your lucky day, y/n!”
you snap out of it aGAIN and look down at the bottle that’s pointing right at
jin
you turn your head to look at him and he immediately flashes you his oh-so-charming smile “get ready for the best 10 seconds of your life, darling”
you immEdiately start to panic when jin reaches up to cup the side of your jaw and your fingers wrap around his wrist tightly
okay
yeah
just go with it
kiss him
he’s a nice guy!!!!! he bought manY drinks for you, he invited you and your friends to his vip room, he’s nice!!!!!
you’re going to give this complete sTRanger your first kiss even though you would much rather give it to yoongi
jin has nice lips though so maybe you can just preTEnd it’s yoo-
“waIT WAIt waIT-“ jin jolts in surprise before his eyes pop open and he blinks at you “i- my lips are chapped.”
his eyes flicker down to your lips and you feel your cheeks flush when his thumb brushes over your bottom lip “they feel awfully smooth to me.”
he starts leaning in again
and in the corner of your eye you see yoongi leaning in and whispering something into jennie’s ear
she places her hand on his knee and starts sliding it up his thigh
and you don’t know what happens
but you snAp
“what the hell is wrong with you??”
y i k e s
jin’s eyes pop open and he’s about to retaliate but he realises you’re not even looking at him
you’re looking at yoongi
yoongi furrows his brows before scoffing and look around the circle “is this part of the game?” he jokes and there’s like a scAtter of nervous laughter
“i’m-“ you look around the circle as well and swallow thickly
ok
maybe u just embarrassed urself a little bit by your outburst
a couple people are avoiding eye contact with you
namjoon presses his lips together and looks down when you look at him
hoseok is giving you a pity-infused smile
and jungkook
jungkook fell asleep on one of the girls
“i’m- uh, i should go.” you mutter and get up off the ground “soRRy about that, you guys!” you clear your throat and gesture to the bottle “someone else can take my turn!”
“i’ll spin!” jin claps his hands together when a beat of silence goes by “if ya can’t take the heat, get out of the kitchen!” he jokes
another round of scattered laughter
at least there’s less awKward tension
you can feel how hot your face is from under your makeup
at least it’s full coverage so no one will ever be able to tell that your face is on FIRE
the chilly air sobers you up a little more as you push the door open
you let out a breath and pull your phone out to call an uber
you just want to go home
wipe all this makeup off
wash your hair
maybe you’ll take a bubble bath
do a face mask
“y/n, wait-“ the momeNT you hear yoongi’s voice all hell breaks loose once again
you are AN G RY
“let gO of me-!” you shove yoongi’s hand off your wrist before whipping around and adjusting your purse on your shoulder with a huff
yoongi immediately raises his hands in defence before he furrows his brows at you “what the hell was that all about?? are you ok-“
“is this just a game to you??”
yoongi blinks at you before scratching the back of his neck
“is… is the game… just a game to me?”
“no i’m not talking about the stUpid game yoongi i’m talking about-“ you pause because you don’t really know hoW to word this without sounding like an obsessive maniac “i don’t understand you! i thought you- you’re just sO fruSTRATING”
yoongi scoffs immEdiately and crosses his arms
“i don’t think you’re allowed to say that when you were the one flirting with jin like craZy”
“i wasn’t- i wasn’t flirting with him!”
“you totALLy were! someone would have to be blind if they thought you weren’t flirting with him!”
“you were the one who literally mADE out with someone else!!!”
“y/n, it was a game-“
“i just don’t think it’s fair that yOU were the one who invited me to this hole in the wall and then yOU go off and start making out with someone else and dancing and-“
“well you know what i am so so sorry for taking you to this grubby hole in the wall!” yoongi snaps and you shut up immediately “you know what, you’re right, i think it’d be better if you just left.”
“i think it’d be better if we just nEver saw each other again!” you snap and cross your arms “we’re compLETE opposites-“
“sounds good to me!!! we’re from two diFFerent worlds so you should heAd back to the land of elitists because i- oh! should i hail a cab for you or is that too gross and poor for little miss spoilt brat??” yoongi’s tone is sO patronising and you’re (this) close to slapping him across the face “what’s the matter?? something doesn’t go your way so the firSt thing you do is sTorm out like a child????”
“excuse me?!” you hiss and shove at his chest “you’re an asshole. you’re an asshole!”
you already feel angry tears prickling at your eyes as you whip around
“fuck, y/n, wait-!”
all you know is that you don’t ever want to see min yoongi ever again and you’d be happy to get in your car and run him over and over and over and ovER agAIN
and suddenly you’re reminded that you don’t have a car to run him over with because your car is in hIS damn SHOP
“y/n, i didn’t mean-“
somehow you manage to cross the street without tripping over yourself and you pick up the pace to get as far away from yoongi as possible
god
what a night
you should’ve stayed home
the moment you step into the penthouse everything just seems to go wrong
your keys fall the ground with a clatter
you nearly trIp and fall flat on your face as you undo your sandals
you toss your clutch onto the couch but it bounces off the pillows and falls to the ground
you head straight to your bedroom and the second you throw yourself onto the bed you burst into tears
you hate everything
everything sucks
min yoongi espeCially sucks
you hate that he,.,.,. he patronised and belittled you like that
you haTe that he made all those comments about you being a spoilt brat because everyone who’s ever been mean to you have made those exact comments and you never thought yoongi would be one of those people
okay look
you don’t want to be one of those rich people but you can’t help it!!!! yes you’ve always had more of a comfortable lifestyle (which is completely out of your control like wtf you didn’t chOOSe to be born into a well-off family) but like.,., at the same time it’s isolated you
throughout elementary school and high school you know for a fact you were invited to all those parties and dinners only because people knew that you’d be the one who’d get them the most expensive presents (you got this one girl a purse from louis vuitton one year and the next year when you got her a bag of gummy bears ((because she liKED guMMY BEARs)) she literally threw them into the bin and you were like??? and then when you apologised and gave her a necklace from tiffany’s she immediately forgave you and you did noT like that vibe) or you’d be the one who was always like “i’ll get the bill!!!! no worries!!!!!!”
and now we’re back to square 1
completely alone
because you’ll never be anything more than little miss spoilt brat who maxes out daddy’s credit card and pouts when she doesn’t get what she wants
oh my god
you’re going to be become one of those rich old ladies who don’t have anybody to share their huGe mansions with
“hyung? you alright?” jungkook asks meekly
as soon as yoongi ran out after you all of the boys did the same
of course they kept their distance but they heard evErything from your guys’ conversation
and now yoongi’s just standing by the truck
namjoon clears his throat before jingling the keys in his fingers (they fell out of yoongi’s pocket when he ran out) “i’ll drive because i only took that one shot and i’m pretty sure it’s worn off-“
all of a sudden yoongi swINgs his fist and drives it sTraight into the side mirror
hoseok yelps in surprise and jimin immediately slaps a hand over his mouth
the mirror immediately cracks and shatters into pieces before splintering onto the ground
yoongi’s panting slightly as he inspects the damage on boTh the mirror and his fist
droplets of blood splatter onto the floor among the pieces of glass
he clenches his fist and watches as crimson continues to ooze out of the fresh wound
yoongi opens the door and hops into the truck before slamming the door shut
everyone else kinda looks at each other
poor jungkook has gone has white as a sheet of paper because he gets vEry queasy over the sight of blood
“he bent the mirror.” tae squeaks out
he did noT know yoongi was capable of causing that much damage
“everyone get into the truck. now.” namjoon hisses lowly and everyone scuRries to get in
the shards of glass crunch underneath the tires as namjoon pulls out of the parking spot
yoongi stays silent the entire ride back
he doesn’t flinch when namjoon tends to his wounds and literally pulls a thin sliver of glass out from his knuckles
it sTings and burns like hell but it doesn’t show on his face
it’s fine
yoongi knows he deserves the pain.
it has officially been twelve days since the blowout
and yoongi thinks he’s losing his mind
he can’t stop thinking about you
he can’t stop thinking about how your eyes glazed over and your bottom lip trembled
how your voice wavered as you shoved at his chest and called him an asshole
it doesn’t matter
you two would’ve never worked out anyway so maybe this fight was for the best
he just won’T come in to work the day you come and pick your car up
yeah! it doesn’t matter at all
all you are is an entitled trust fund baby who whines when she doesn’t get what she wants and when you dO get what you want it’s simply not enough
but oh
yoongi knows he’s just lying through his teeth when he says that
you’re noT just this one-dimensional princess
there’s more to you than just that
there’s so much more to you
you’re so kindhearted and generous
hE was the one who fucked up
hE was the one who got weirdly insecure and completely lashed out on you
hE was the one who made out with that jennie girl in front of you knowIng that there was something between the two of you even though it had never been established
he knEW that you liked him yet he still pulled all that shit
why?????? WHY?????
anyways
he hasn’t made a move to text or call you because he knows you’re not going to respond to him
he did draft out this long long text message but he ended up deleting it
and he was going to leave a voicemail but it was just really awkward and also he ran out of time
it kept beeping on him before he could finish his speech
he knows he’s the last person you want to hear from right now
yoongi looks down at his wrapped up knuckles and slowly makes a fist
oW
why couldn’t he have punched a piLLOW
yoongi swivels around in his chair when he hears a gentle knock on the door
“what do you want?” he gets straIght to the point and jimin raises a brow before deciding it’s okay to let himself in
“uh, i just need you to sign off on this order.” he places the clipboard on the desk
yoongi’s pen glides over the dotted line quickly and he clicks it before shoving it back into the pen holder
“cool, thanks.” jimin nods and picks the clipboard back up
before he can make it to the door yoongi speaks up again
“can i ask you something?”
jimin turns to glance over his shoulder before he turns all the way so he can face yoongi
he has a feeling he knows where this is going
“you guys heard everything, didn’t you?”
“heard wha-“
“you know what i’m talking about.” yoongi says gently
jimin knows it’s best noT to beat around the bush
after all he doesn’t want to end up like that side mirror
lol
.,,.,too soon?
“um, yes. yes, we heard everything. we didn’t mean to, though, we just ran out because-“
“on a scale from 1 to 10 how badly did i fuck it up with y/n?”
god damnit
he should’ve gotten jungkook to come in here and ask yoongi to sign the sheet
jimin immediately presses his lips together and avoids yoongi’s gaze “with all due respect hyung i really don’t think it’s any of my business-“
“i just need you to be honest with me because i have no idea what to do and i-“
“like a 20. like a colossal 20.” jimin blurts out and offers him a shrug when yoongi stares at him in shoCK
twenty????? TWENTY OUT OF TEN
yoongi lets out a groan and leans back against his chair and he stares at the ceiling fan whirring around and around
he presses the heels of his hands into his eyes and curses to himself
“do you like her?”
“of course i like her, you moron.” yoongi scoffs and shoots him a dirty look
“hey you know what i don’t have to help you if i don’t want to.” jimin starts to get up and yoongi reaches out to grab onto his wrist
he lets out a sigh “i’m… i’m sorry. i know you’re just trying to help, i’m just kiNDa all over the place right now”
jimin plops back down on the seat
“so you like her?”
“as we’ve established already yeS i do like her”
“well why don’t you just tell her that?”
“i don’t… i can’t.” yoongi exasperates and tilts his head back before folding his hands on his stomach
“what do you mean?? it’s obvious she likes you back. or she at least likeD you back. i’m not sure about it with the present situation.”
yoongi gives him a warning look
“i’m not… i’m not for people like her, y’know?”
jimin snorts and leans back against the chair “what’s that supposed to mean? are you from mars? are you not human?”
“not like thAt! she’s supposed to be with like… i don’t know, a businessman or a manager or-“
“you’re a businessman aNd a manager-“
“of a car repair shop, jimin. not like some biG shot car repair shop either.”
“you’re overthinking this big time. i’m not going to sit here and deliver a whole speech about you need to follow your heart and all that bullshit - at the end of the day, y/n obviously likes you for you. so get your head out of your ass and talk to her before it’s too late.”
“what if it’s already too late?”
“trust me, it’s not. knowing y/n she probably would’ve broken into the shop in the middle of the night to get her car back if she never wanted to see you again.”
yoongi can’t help but laugh at the sight of you picking a lock with like a gucci hairpin or something
“…can i clock out early because i helped you?”
“absolutely not.”
you spoon a bite of coco puffs into your mouth and chew slowly
yuck
room temperature cereal is not pleasant
mushy cereal is not pleasant either
would not recommend
0/10
you toss the bowl into the sink carelessly and winCe at the loud clank
oops
you haven’t been up to a lot lately in the past twelve days
you go to class
you go home
you do work
you turn netflix on
you eat dinner
you take a shower
you go to bed
time seems to have meshed together nowadays
you just feel so
..,drained
your phone buzzes on the counter and your heart drops to your stomach when you see the contact name
‘min mechanics’
o no
you’re not ready
you don’t want to talk to him
your finger hovers over the decline button but it seems that your finger has a mind of its own because-
“oh shit-“ you pick the phone up as soon as you hit the accept button “hello?” you clear your throat
“y/n? hey! it’s namjoon.” you can’t help but let out a breath of relief because if it was yoongi who called you would not have known how to react
“joon, what’s up?”
“beeper is ready for you!! we polished him up and everything! you can come pick him up whenever you’d like.”
“…you can’t drive him to my place or anything?”
you hear namjoon let out a sigh from the other end of the phone
“i could do that for you… but i think you and yoongi have some things to talk about.”
“i don’t want to talk to him.” you murmur and namjoon hEars the pout in your voice
“i know you don’t, but you know you need to talk to him. it’s definitely going to be awkward but-��
“i don’t even think he wants me around, namjoon. he said it himself, we’re from two different worlds!” you huff and flop down on your bed
“obviously it’s none of my business but i just… yoongi’s happier when you’re around, y’know? and i know for a fact that he makes you just as happy - it’s pretty obvious you two are… into each other, and i just think it’d suck if you let this bump in the road ruin your relationship with him… he’s stubborn, i know…”
“he said a lot of hurtful things, joon.” you feel your eyes starting to water as you’re forCed to relive the memory “like, a lot of hurtful things.”
“i know he did. i- i don’t know what to say about that but you have to believe me when i say yoongi is not that kind of person. just… please come?”
well
it looks like you don’t have much of a choice because you do need your car back
“…i’ll swing by later, joon.”
you heard namjoon let out a breath of relief “that’s great, y/n, that’s so great. i’ll see you later!”
yes
you will noT regret this
plus you do want to clear the air with yoongi even though you hate confrontation
anD you want to apologise because it wasn’t right for you to freak out like that when he was with that other girl
you guys hadn’t established any kind of relationship so it simply didn’t make sense for you to be all bOO-hooey and-
ooH or you could just get a new car so you never have to see him again
maybe you’ll move to greece
live on a vineyard
start your own wine-making business
enjoy fresh pita and hummus and kalamata olives everyday
noPE
don’t do that
don’t throw money at your problems and expect them to go away (even though you can definitely afford to move to greece)
you are noT that cowardly person anymore
“miss? uh, we’re here.” you look out the window and feel your heart starting to race when you see that familiar sign
min mechanics
ok
it’ll be fine
just go in
find namjoon
find beeper
and get the heCk out of here
it was a mistake to wear your boots today because you are doing the complete OPPOSITE of avoiding attention
click clack click clack clickclackclickclackclickclackclickclack
“hey guys” you smile shyly when you pass by the boys
they’re all working together on a convertible and they all look shoCked that you actually came
aLL the boys are here
which has to mean that yoongi’s around here somewhere
o god
you’re like three seconds away from getting a heart attack
okay nope
just focus
you push the door open and the bell tinkles
“joon,” you are sO relieved to see namjoon sitting behind the counter “sorry i took so long to get here.”
the door to yoongi’s office is closed
thank god
maybe he didn’t come in today
“it’s all good!” namjoon chirps and pulls out a couple sheets of paper from a file before getting up and placing them on the counter ”how have you been? uh, sign here, and here.”
“i’ve been good! a little busy with studying for finals and all that but either than that i’ve been good.” you nod and click the pen “how about you?”
“i’ve been doing well. i’ve been watching these nature documentaries on netflix-“
“-planet earth?” your hand pauses on the sheet and for the firSt time in twelve days you flash a genuine smile
“planet earth!” namjoon laughs lightly “it’s a great series, i love it.”
it’s a good thing you and namjoon have good small-talking skills otherwise it would just be compLETE silence right now
“okay, there you go.” you set the pen down and namjoon takes the sheets from you and double-checks that you signed everything
“i’ll go and get beeper ready for you! just wait here, i’ll be riGht back.”
“wait but-“ before you know it namjoon walks past you and leaves you aloNE in the office and you start chewing on your bottom lip nervously
maybe you can go hide in the washroom til namjoon comes back
yep
sounds like a good plan-
all of a sudden the office door opens and you feel your heart stop
frICK
“hey namjoon have you seen the- …oh, uh…“
“hi.”
“hey.”
a beat of awkward silence goes by
the tension is sO thick and you’ve never been so uncomfortable in your entire life
“i was just- sorry, i was looking for namjoon.”
“oh, he, um, he’s getting bee- my car, he’s getting my car for me.” you clear your throat and gesture towards the front door
“cool, cool.” yoongi slaps a hand against the frame of the door gently and nods
christ this is awkward
what happened to that small-talking skill girL
“alright, y/n! he’s all set and ready to go!” namjoon sticks his head in and he falters when he registers what’s going on
his eyes flicker in between you and yoongi “oh, sorry, was i interrupting-“
“nO no you weren’t! i’m comIng” you move at lightning speed to get as far away from yoongi as possible
“y/n wait-“ there’s no way in hell yoongi’s going to let you get away agaIN
he’ll find another dang mirror to punch if he lets that happen
namjoon hands him the keys to beeper along with a notepad “you should probably do the final check on the car instead of me”
“yeah, thanks man.” yoongi tucks the notepad into his back pocket before jogging out
“heY jimin did a really good job with the polishing!” you smooth your hands over beeper’s hood “beeper’s blinDing me-“ you turn around and jump in surprise when you see that it’s yoongi standing behind you and not namjoon “….where’s nam-“
“please shut up for like one second.”
ooOOOKAY
noT the greatest opening line!!!!!!!!!!!!
oof
yikes
…,,.yooF
he’s nERVOUS OKAY
he wasn’t expecting to have to deal with this sO quickly
if he’d had known that you were coming today he would’ve prepared some flash cards or something but this is his chance to just be completely real with you and get everything off his chest
“y/n, i’m sorry. really, i am. i’m not very… good with apologies but this is me trying my best.” he clears his throat and he looks like he’s having a hard time collecting everything that he wants to say to you “all the things i said to you… god, i was a complete asshole and you didn’t deserve any of that. i-i didn’t even mean any of that shit i said, y’know? i think i just… i got all weird and insecure because i saw you with jin and i just… it reminded me that we… we’re… i’m… i mean, i’m a mechanic, for crying out loud. i fix cars for a living and he had a damn gold watch that probably costs more than my rent!! i understand if you don’t ever wanna talk to me again, i totally get it, i wouldn’t wanna see me again either after being spoken to like that but i just needed to say sorry to you to let you know that i really, really didn’t mean a word of what i said. you deserve so much better than me.” yoongi shrugs and scratches the back of his neck “i don’t know. it’s stupid. i’m stupid. i don’t-”
“the only difference between you and jin that i really care about is the fact that i don’t like jin, but i… i like you.” you admit shyly and if your face wasn’t red before it certainLy is now “and it doesn’t matter to me that you’re a mechanic, y’know? i’m sorry, too. i said some things that i didn’t mean either… i really appreciated you asking me to hang out with you and the guys and that place wasn’t even that grubby!! i was just being- i don’t know, i think i just mad at you because you.. dId all that with jennie-“
“-which was the worst kiss of my life if that makes you feel any better-“
“i’ll forgive you if you forgive me?” you suggest and yoongi nods enthusiastically
“i will find a way to make it up to you, i swear.”
“also, you’re a moron.”
“wha- well, yeah, i guess i deserve that but-“
“okay now it’s youR turn to shut up for like one second.” you stick your hand up and yoongi clams up immediately “you’re a moron for worrying that i was going to pick jin over you just because he’s a millionaire-“
“he’s a millionaire-!”
“because i could give leSS of a shit about that! you’re really sweet and kind and i think you’re awfully funny aNd not to mention you’re pretty easy on the eyes-“ okay y/n reel it back a bit lmao “a-anyways yeah that’s- look the point is you shouldn’t be insecure over something as silly as your job..,,. in faCt i think the whole mechanic thing is actually kinda sexy”
oKAY that’s noT reeling it back at ALL BUT GREAT GOD JO B you said what you wanted to say
“also…what the hell happened to your hand?”
oh right
yoongi glances down at his wrapped up hand
should he tell you that he punched a side mirror and had a shard of glass stuck in his knuckles
“eh, don’t worry about it. it was just an accident.” he waves it off
hm
you’ll find out soOner or later
“so-“ yoongi clears his throat “…you like me or you like-like me?” yoongi raises a brow and offers you a cocky smirk and you immediately scoff in response and cross your arms before looking in the other direction
“don’t flatter yourself i was just being nice”
“don’t lie to me now” yoongi steps closer to you and hooks a finger under your chin before turning your head so that you’re facing him “you got anything you wanna ask me?”
your eyes immediately widen
well
yes
you have a question for him of course you have a question for him
hoW do you even approach a situation like this do you just bluRt it out????
“do you, um, do you…” you puff your cheeks out in frustration and immediately divert your gaze to the ground
you start toeing at the ground nervously (which is something you haven’t done since you were like 12) while your fingers tug at the hem of your blouse
“like… i-i just… do you… do you like me? …back? do you like me back?” you finAlly get it out of your system and you feel like your entire face is on fire “it’s just… sometimes i get the feeling that you like me and other times i get the feeling that you’re just being friendly and i’ve never really, y’know, i don’t have a lot of experience with this kinda stuff so i just need you to tell me straight up if you like me back or if i’m just being delusional…”
“what do you mean by not having a lot of experience with ‘this kinda stuff’? you mean going out and getting something you want by yourself?” yoongi teases and your cheeks flush even further
wow
now that you two have forgiven each other it seems like he’s reverteD back to his usual self
yoongi likes this
this is a fun game
obviously you’re used to getting what you want with the snap of your fingers
and yoongi is a firm believer in the idea that in order to get what you want you gotta work hard
you gotta put in the effort!!!!
yeah suRe he knows that you like him just as much as he likes you (and thaT gets him super excited)
but he’s not going to give in to you that easy
no no
if you want him you better shoW him that you want him
“well yes buT also i meant like… boy-related experiences? i dunno” god this is humiliating
you hATE this
if you could turn back time you wouldn’t have brought this shit up in the first place you should’ve just hoPPEd into beeper and nyOOmed out of the garage “i haven’t even had my first kiss yet so like- look just teLL me if you like me back or not because i’m about to lose my-“
“wait- you’ve never been kissed?” yoongi’s brows furrow in confusion and he tilts his head
how is that possible
how is it possible that you’ve never been kissed
ok well
now he feels a little bad for dragging this whole thing out
and also
he’s never seen you so… insecure? before
you can’t even look him in the eye
“are you kidding me?”
what the heck!!!!!!!!!!!
of course he likes you!!!!!
he’s liked you from day one!! when you walked in with your leather booties and your heart-shaped sunglasses and your little ‘hellooOOOoOo’
he liked you even more when you shoved your clobbered side mirror into his chest and insisted he fix your car right now immediately
and he liked you even even more when jungkook was straight up flexing in front of you but all you were paying attention to was him with your bottom lip tucked in between your teeth and your cheeks all pink and rosy
that was for him
all for him
“well you don’t have to say it like thAt” you grumble and reach up to scratch at the back of your neck “look thiS was stupid just forget i said anythi-“
“i like you back. i definitely like you back.” yoongi admits casually as he scribbles something on his little notepad
“you- oh. okay.”
ok
you didn’t think thiS far ahead
what’s your next move
uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
“so what are you gonna do about it?” yoongi tucks his notepad into his pocket and crosses his arms before looking at you expectantly
uHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
he pokes his tongue into his cheek and tilts his head when you continue to stand there and stare at him blankly like a deer in headlights “ah. so you’re not going to do anything about it. alright.” he sighs and turns to head back to the office “i’m just going to bring namjoon back out here and he’ll take care of-“
and before you know it you’re grabbing onto his wrist and yanking him back and-
yoongi feels like his heart is about to explode when you pull him down and press your lips against his
his eyes flutter shut and he places his hands on your hips and gives you a gentle squeeze
your arms are wrapped loosely around his neck and you pull away with flushed cheeks
oh god
u just kissed yoongi
thAt was your first kiss
mission success!!!!!!!!!
“…there, i did something about it” you grumble and puLL your arms back
and then it hits you
oh my god i just kissed yoongi and woW his lips are like supEr soft and he tastes like cherry which makes sense because he loves those lollipops-
“you’re so cute.” yoongi laughs and nudges you back til you’re sitting on beeper’s hood
you’re pretty sure you’re not supposed to be sitting on beeper
“what are you doing? i-“
you know what you could care leSS about beeper because yoongi’s kiSsing you!!!! again!!!
AGAIN!!!!!!!!!
:~)
you have your fingers curled up in yoongi’s jumpsuit as you kiss him back and you let out a little whimper
yoongi’s thumbs circle your kneecaps before they drag a cheEky trail up the inside of your thighs
he squeezes your thighs and encourages you to open them wide enough so that he can stand in between them
“you good?” he mutters against your lips and you nod quickly and pull him closer
goD you’re so CUTE
he’s so soft for you it’s insane
he pulls your hand away from his jumpsuit and brings it up so that you can wrap your fingers around the nape of his neck
you immediately slide your hand up and tangle your fingers into his soft locks “there you go”
yoongi pulls away from you and revels in the small whimper that you let out
god
aren’t you a vision
your lips are swollen and glossy and your eyes are all blown out and your cheeks are warm and rosy
all that just from a little bit of kissing
“why’d you stop?” you pout and tug at his wrist
“you’d pass out if i continued.” he smirks and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear “and it appears we have an audience, don’t we?” he gets a little louder towards the end of his question and you immediately twist around to look behind you
sure enouGH the boys are all crouched behind a truck staring at the two of you like a bunch of PERVS
they immediately break off and pretend like they weren’t just watching you guys maKe out with each other
jungkook and taehyung bump into each other in their rush to head back to their stations and you snort at the sight
you turn back to face yoongi
“it was probably a good thing we were interrupted” yoongi leans down and gives you another quick kiss before helping you off the hood of the car
“what makes you say that?”
“i was fully ready to go down on you on top of-“
“bEEPER??” you gasp in mock horror and slap your hands over the top of beeper’s hood “you were going to defile me on top of my own car??”
“i mean…” yoongi shrugs before nodding
take you over the hood of your car?
heck yeah he would
he’d take you over the hood of anY car
“don’t listen to him beeper,.,.,. i’d neVer do that to you…”
if yoongi didn’t know any better it’d probably be safe to say that you might be a little tOo in love with beeper
yoongi is a busy man
he has a lot of cars he has to patch up and a lot of parts he has to put together
but uh
making out with u in the driver’s seat of his truck is a much better way to pass the time
he’ll just get the others to take care of the parts for him later
“u know i’m supposed to be replacing a muffler right now…” yoongi lifts his face and brushes his lips against yours teasingly
you can’t help but grin when you pull away slightly and yoongi squeezes your waist in warning
“u know that sounds like a you problem” your nose nudges against his and yoongi tilts his head upwards to kiss you again
since the two of you made up and forgave each other you’ve been visiting the shop moRe than three to four times a week
you practically live at the shop now
and yoongi doesn’t know if that’s a good or a bad thing
on one hand he likes having you around and he likes getting to kiss u whenever he wants
but on the other hand
it’s vEry distracting having you around and getting to kiss u whenever he wants because he aLways wants to kiss you
another bAd thing
whenever he kisses you the others get all oOoOooohHHhHhhh and yoongi is always so tempted to hurl a wrench at all of them
anyways
yoongi’s on his lunch break (that ended twenty minutes ago) and he decided to sneak you into his truck that’s parked in the back alley
his lips move with yours slowly and he revels in the little whimper that leaves you when he nips at your bottom lip
you’re acting extra cute for somE reason
and you look extra cute too
you’re wearing a pretty floral romper paired with your faVourite boots and once again you will never admit to anybody that it took you an hour and a half (you’re getting better) to throw it on
you decide that you’re going to be bold today and you find your hands slowly sliding down yoongi’s chest til they reach the buckle of his belt
yoongi reaches down quickly and wraps his slim fingers around your wrist before offering you a smirk and a tilt of his head “someone’s a little eager, no?”
“don’t you want me?” you push your bottom lip out in a pout and yoongi leans in to give you a lil peck
“course i do.” he chuckles lowly before raising a brow “but how about we start off with something more mild, hm?” he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear before his fingers glide down your jaw and he hooks one under your chin
“like what?” you lean down a little and nip at his fingers playfully and yoongi has never felt more fuckiGn endeared in his life
“do you trust me?”
“course i do.” you drape your arms around his shoulders
“alright, let’s just get you settled right here…” he lifts you up off his lap and onto his right leg instead
his.,., thigh?
you separate your legs so each knee settles on the leather seat on either side of his clothed thigh
ur not..,,.s ure what’s going on right now
but it’s once you get comfortable that you begin to feel the friction
“now what do i- oH-“ you gasp noisily when yoongi’s leg presses upwards and suddenly you spaSm a bit of out of surprise
tingles shoot up your spine and your fingers twitch slightly on yoongi’s chest
“that feel good?”
“i- i’m not sure yet.” you blink down at yoongi’s thigh and he can’t help but laugh
“need me to help?”
“that would be ideal, yes.”
“well, it’s pretty easy. you just-“ he places his hands on your waist and pushes you back and imMediately you feel another spark of pleasure “and then you come this way,” he pulls you back and flexes his thigh underneath you and you let out a little hiccup
how..,,.intriguing
eventually you get the hang of things
you’re kinda doing it on your own but yoongi’s still guiding you back and forth a little
“that’s it, doll, just like that,” yoongi breathes out, his grip tightening on your waist as he helps you ride his leg
he leans back against the seat and watches you with hooded eyes as you continue to get yourself off on his thigh
your romper and your panties are botH very thin so you can just feel the rough fabric of yoongi’s jeans rubbing up against you
you’re not going too hard but you’re not going too soft either
yoongi swallows thickly because now he has a pretty good picture of what you’d look like riding his c-
“christ-“ you gasp as yoongi raises his leg and pushes riGht up into you as he leans in and attaches his mouth to your neck
“now does it feel good?” he murmurs against you and you gasp and wrap your fingers around the nape of his neck
you can’t even describe how amazing this feels and all your thoughts are just white noise because holy shit this feels so good
you nod quickly and let out a whimper when you feel another wave of pleasure tremor through your body
god
you’re so soft n warm
and so submissive
“yoongi, please...” you don’t even know what you’re pleading for here but that’s all that’s able to come out of your mouth
he looks down and groans quietly when he notices the damp patch on his jeans
“oh,” yoongi coos mockingly, “you sweet thing, you... i wanna wreck you.”
you let out a whine and press your forehead against his shoulder as you continue grinding down on his thigh
your desperation pulls a low moan from yoongi’s throat and he shifts underneath you
“there you go, baby… such a good girl…”
look
you’re not entirely sure what happened here
but somehow you shifted from yoongi’s thigh to yoongi’s crotch
and yoongi just wanted to make this about you so he also doesn’t know how this happened but boY is he glad it happened
you’re literally going to make him cream his pants like a overly-hormonal 14 year old boy and he hasn’t done that in a long loNG TIME but you know what he does noT mind
“ah, fuck-“ yoongi growls and clenches his jaw as his calloused fingers dig into your supple flesh as you continue grinding down on him
you know how yoongi mentioned earlier he had a rough idea of what you’d look like riding him
well now he has a really reALLY clear idea of what you’d look like riding him
he can tell you’re close by the way your breathing has gotten heavier and your cheeks have become more flushed
and he is definitely going to keep this image of you tucked in his brain for safekeeping
you grow dizzy from pleasure and all of your senses are in ovErdrive and all you can think of is yoongi yoongi yoongi yooNGi
“yoonGi, i think i- nngh, yoongi-!“ yoongi’s hand slides up your thigh and curves your waist before he’s gripping at your ass to mould you to him
“look at you, you pretty little thing,” yoongi groans when your hips stutter
you’re driving him absolutely wild
“lemme hear you, doll, nice n loud for me-“
yoongi is panting because goddamN you really seem like you want him to come before you
he can bArely keep it together but there’s no way he’s going to come first
he pushes you down on him and lifts his hips up at the same time and you throw your head back with a breathless moan
“i-i- oh, t-that feels really- hAh-“ yoongi sucks a hickey into your skin and continues forcing you down on him
“you have no idea how badly i wanna be inside of you-“ he growls lowly and that does the trick
your toes curl as you’re finaLLY pushed over the edge and you swear you see black dots in your vision, whimpering through your release
the sound of you gasping his name out and the sight of you trembling above him is what eventually gets to yoongi and he curses to himself as he reaches his high and gasps your own name in return
you feel a warm gush from underneath you and your eyes widen at the wet spot on yoongi’s crotch area
he gives you a few final thrusts before he slides his hands down from your waist so that they rest on the tops of your thighs
you’re still breathing heavily as you lean down to press your forehead against his
“hi.” yoongi grins and gives u a little kiss and you immediately shy away from him and he feels his heart practically exploDe in his chest
“hi.” you murmur as you keep your gaze on the silver chain around his neck
you reach down to fiddle with it because you don’t know whaT to do now
yoongi reaches up and hooks a finger underneath your chin so that he can finally catch your gaze “you okay?”
you nod shyly and feel your cheeks flush again
“what’s gotten into you, hm?” yoongi teases and leans in to give you another quick kiss “ya can’t get all shy on me now when you were humping me like a rabbit in heat literally thirty seconds ago”
“yOoNgI”
“no but really!! what’s up?”
“i just like u a lot” you admit and your nose scrunches
yoongi grins and feels his heart skip a beat
he reaches up and pinches your nose and you immediately scowl and flick his hand away
“i like you too, doll.”
out of all the mechanic shops in the city
you are vEry happy that beeper decided to run out of gas a minute away from min mechanics
:-)
so
here’s the deal
you asked yoongi to teach you how to change a tire and he was understandably vEry confused because on a list of things that you would never want to do he thinks it’s pretty safe to assume that ‘change a tire’ is on that list
he told you that if you ever got a flat tire all you’d need to do is call him and he’d come to save the day
but you defended your decision saying that you thought it was good for you aND it was an important life skill
because it is!!!! kinda??
for someone who was very adamant on learning how to change a tire you don’t seem to be paying much attention to the actual changing of the tire
“remember? righty tighty, lefty loosie.” yoongi places his hands over yours and helps you turn the wrench
he has a hand placed on your waist as he hovers over you from behind and your mouth tugs up in a subtle smirk when you feel him push himself against your bum (it wasn’t on purpose though because he’s just trying to get that lug nut loose since it’s screwed in real tight)
“righty loosie lefty tighty i got it”
.,.,,.,.,he’s sure you’ll figure it out eventually
“i’ll be back in twenty minutes to check up on you!”
“wait but don’t you wanna stay here to watch-“
“twenty minutes!” you scowl as you watch yoongi head back to the office
what the heCK
your plan has been foiled
you didn’t actually want to have to change aLL the tires!!!!!!!
you nearly fall flat on your ass when you give give the next lug nut a firm yaNk
aLas nothing happens
you don’t know how you’re supposed to change four tires when you can barely handle four lug nuts
aH
maybe if you put some grease around them they’ll be easier to unscrew
wow
you’re a genius
“did you manage to change all the-“
oh
now yoongi knows why you like it when he has smudges of grease all over his hands and his face
you’re gloWing from the exertion of changing tires and your (his) shirt is riding up a bit because you tied it up into a little knot
and he didn’t notice this earlier but your butt looks reALLy good in those jeans
“i did it! i changed every single tire on my own!!!” you wipe your hands on the rag before giving one of the tires a firm kick “look at these bAd boys! c’mon c’mon give me another set of tires to change that was so FUN” you bounce up and down on excitedly
you reach up to wipe your cheek with the back of your hand
“you should take a break and join me in my office!” yoongi takes your hand and starts dragging you towards the office
ya he’s 110% going to go down on you in his office
“or-“ you pull back a little and make him stop walking “oR you can give me another set of tires to change and you can go back to your office?”
yoongi freezes
.,,.what?
“you… you want to change more tires?”
“mhm!!”
“but i just- you don’t wanna go into my office?”
“why would i want to go to your office? there are no tires for me to change there.”
“.,,.go talk to hoseok to see if he has any cars for you to-“
“okAY BYE”
o god
he’s created a monster
ah
finals season
a wonderful time where students are forced to coop themselves up and build fortresses out of their notes and textbooks
you’re not sure how you survived through your finals considering you had like fiVe of them
but the point is
you are DONE
you’re finally done!!!!! you’re FREE
a downside to finals (adding to the other many maNy downsides of finals) is that you forced yourself to stay away from yoongi (and u made him promise not to come see you even tho he really reaLLy wanted to come see you) because you didn’t want to be distracted and min yoongi is a big big distraction
which means you haven’t seen yoongi in nearly two weeks
you’ve texted him and you’ve called him but the phone calls are brief and the text messages are short because time is precious when it comes to exams!!!!
it might not seem like it but you are (surprisingly) vEry studious
yoongi called u a nerd when he face-timed you one night and you were wearing your thick reading glasses because your eyes were starting to give up on you from like 6 hours of staring at your laptop
“heLLooOOoooo” yoongi perks up when he hears a very familiar voice
he pokes his head up over the raised hood of the car
ah
theRE you are
yoongi grins from ear to ear when he sees you bouncE excitedly into the shop like a little bunny
once you spot him your eyes liGHT UP
“yoongi!!!!!!!!! i missed u!!!!!”
“yeah, baby? you missed me?” yoongi tosses the rag over his shoulder “how much did you miss me?” he teases and wraps an arm around your waist before pulling you closer
“missed you a whole lot.” you breathe out and your eyes flicker down to the lollipop in his mouth
“how were your finals?”
“they were good…” you’re barely paying attention to what yoongi’s saying because all you can focus on is how slick n red yoongi’s lips are
and then
a lightbulb appears above your head
“that’s great! i’ll take you out for ice cream as soon as i-“
you yank the lollipop out of his mouth and yoongi squawks in surprise
and then you’re wrapping your lips around the bright red sweet in a manner that seems far from innocent “what flavour is this?” you hum around the lollipop
yoongi’s mouth goes dry and he swallows thickly “cherry, i-i think. cherry.”
you pull it out from your lips with a pop and stick it back into yoongi’s mouth “i like strawberry more.” you wiggle out of his grip before patting his cheek “alright, i’ll leave you alone now!”
“oh nO you don’t-“ yoongi’s hand darts out and he grabs onto your wrist before tugging you backwards “what makes you think you can get away with doing something like that so easily???”
“because you like me and ur not going to do anyThing about it” you giggle when his fingers dig into your sides playfully
yoongi pauses and raises a brow at you
“…is that a challenge?”
“you tell me” you shrug innocently
you know
you should really learn to keep your mouth shut sometimes
or maybe not
because you’re in a preTty nice situation right now
“you’ll stay nice n quiet for me, won’t you, doll?” yoongi hums against your neck
your skin burns with his touch as he slides his hand over the tops of your thighs before he’s nudging your knees apart so he can settle in comfortably
“no promises.” you giggle softly when you feel his hands sliding underneath your sundress
yoongi pauses all of a sudden and you’re abOUt to retract your statement but then-
“gimme a sec. i’ll be back.”
o
ok
you hear him leave the room and close the door behind him and you start swinging your legs back n forth
and then you stop
oh god
you hope he’s not like.,.,,. puniShing you or anything
he’s not mean enough to leave you high and dry like this right
.,,.,.,.right
yoongi shuts the door behind him as he comes back in
he’s hiding something behind his back
“whatcha got there?”
he takes your chin in between his pointer finger and his thumb and then he taps your bottom lip gently with his thumb “open.”
you part your lips slightly
yoongi slides a lollipop into your mouth and you immediately hum contently
peaches and cream!!!!!!!!
needless to say the lollipop actually does a pretty solid job at keeping you quiet
well
kinda
yoongi might have to pull out his spare bandana or something for extrA reinforcements but he’s kind of preoccupied right now
yoongi’s tattooed arm wraps around your middle and he has a hand gripping your hip as he presses you flush to him
“yoOngi- oh, god, yoongi-“ you gasp
he buries his face in your neck before starting to kiss and suck marks into your skin
“so fucking tight-“ yoongi grunts and you nEarly crunch down on the lollipop when he hits that golden spot
“mmpH-“ you suck exTra hard around the lollipop when yoongi picks up the pace
you can barely keep yourself up
you’re tempted to just floP down on the desk and let him have you like that
each snap of his hips against your lower back is more powerful than the next
ur literally going to break a tooth this lollipop thing was not a good idea
you yank it out of your mouth and it drops to the desk with a clatter
also it was making you drool big time and you don’t know if that’s a particularly sexy look or not
honestly you’re pretty sure yoongi doesn’t care whether you’re loud or not because yOU could care less about your volume
“f-fuck, yoongi,” your eyes roll to the back of your head when yoongi’s hand slithers in between your legs “oh, my god-“ your knuckles turn white as you grip the sides of his desk
“too loud, baby,” yoongi smirks as he nips at your shoulders gently
“s-sorry, ‘m sorry- nngh-“ you can feel his stomach muscles clenching against your back and that only spurs you on
“you gonna cum for me, hm?” you can hear the strain in his voice and you can’t help but feel a liTTle cocky now that you know you have just as much of an effect as he has on you
“c’mon, be a good girl n cum for me…” he rasps against the shell of your ear and that’s all it takes for you to completely loSe it
you immediately slump against the desk as your arms give out
you’re a whimpering mess as yoongi continues fucking you through your orgasm
his hand falls from in between your legs to grip your hip again and he presses soothing kisses along your back
“i wouldn’t suggest going in there if i were you.” namjoon warns as jimin approaches the door to the general office
“why not? and why.,.,. are you sitting out here instead of at the counter.,,.,.”
“why do you think?”
“yoOngi- oh, god, yoongi-“
jimin gawks and yanks his hand away from the door handle as if it shOcked him “do- do they know we’re all still here???”
“yep.” namjoon hums nonchalantly and flips to the next page of his book “just give ‘em some time.”
“how muCH time??”
“i think half an hour will suffice.”
“by the sounds of it it seems like they’re going to want more than half an hour.” jimin mutters
okay
you’re pretty sure jungkook was a serial killer in his past life
“sTOP IT yOU PSYCHOPATH” you shriek and make your fouRth round sprinting around the garage
jungkook cackles with glee behind you as he continues pointing the electric drill at you and pushing down on the trigger
you haven’t looked behind you but you can heAR the vRRRt vRt vRRRRTttTTT and you are scared out of your MIND
you made an offhand comment about how you feel like you should start working out and jungkook graciously offered to help you with some cardio
but you didn’t know what would mean him chasing you around the garage threatening to drill a hole into your head
and at first it was funny but now you genuinely think he wants to screw you (not like thAt)
“ooF-“ you stumble riGht into yoongi’s chest and you would’ve fallen flat on your ass had he not reached out and grabbed onto you
“what the hell are you doing??? that’s so dangerous!” yoongi snaps as jungkook finally catches up to you “if you’re going to waste your time by goofing off i’ll make you stay extra late to clean the washrooms - and that goes the same for you, miss ‘i need to finish my essay’.”
uM
why are you getting scolded??? you don’t even woRK here
maybe they’re all psychopaths and its just taken you a while to notice
“oh pLease like you weren’t goofing off earlier” jungkook grumbles and hands the drill over to yoongi
“what are you talking about?”
“don’t act like you weren’t fucking y/n into next week like two hours ago-“
yoongi gives him a warning look and-
vRT VRT
jungkook screeches
ok ya that was not enjoyable now he can see why you were so terrified
“yOoOooooonGGGGGiiiIiI-“
“y/n, i’m really, really busy right now” yoongi points out as he gestures to all the parts lying around him
“i know, but i need you to come here for a sec!!!!” he can SEE how big your pout is even though you’re halfway across the garage
“can’t you wait for like another 20 minutes-“
“pLeEEeEEeeeEEAAaaAaaASssSssEEEEe-“
yoongi lets out a huff and rolls his eyes playfully because he’s pretty sure you’re not going to cut it out if he doesn’t go over to you right now
hoseok snorts when he sees you pull out the puppy dog eyes
“you go take care of that, i’m sure we’ll survive without you for five minutes”
cLAnK
yoongi and hoseok both whIp their heads around to the source of the sound and jungkook’s standing there with a sheepish smile on his face
he just dropped a fuel filter it’s not a big deal
“alright, i’ll be right back.” yoongi tosses the rag over his shoulder before jogging over to you
“what’s up?”
you flip to the next page of the magazine without looking up at yoongi
“i’d like a lollipop please.”
//……r u kidding
yoongi’s eyes flicker to the office door “…you’re like 10 steps away from the office. i was halfway across the garage.”
you put the magazine down and pout up at him “please? strawberry, preferably.”
yoongi narrows his eyes at you and crosses his arms “why am i doing this for you again?”
“because you like me” you respond simply and shrug casually
“ah, i guess you got me there.” he leans down and you grin exciTedly because u always like kissing yoongi
you instinctively lean up and purse your lips
but you’re moRe than surprised when he doesn’t kiss you but hovers over your mouth instead
“you have feet. get one for yourself.” he murmurs lowly
he gives your top lip a gentle little kith before patting your cheek and heading back to the boys
wha-
okay noW you’re definitely getting your dad to sue min mechanics
#mechanic!yoongi#oh my god#it's happening#can you believe???#jesus christ this gif is hot#yoongi fics#yoongi fic recs#bts fics#bts fic recs#yoongi smut#yoongi smut recs#yoongi fluff#yoongi fluff recs#bts yoongi#bts suga#yoongi hot#yoongi cute#bts hot#yoongi cute gifs#yoongi hot gifs#bts cute gifs#bts hot gifs#bts smut#bts smut recs#bts fluff#bts fluff recs#jungshookz
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The Dispel Magic Incident - Part 7
[shows up 15 weeks late with starbucks] hey friends, this is still a thing. Will also be updated on ao3 if you’d prefer to read it there. Check the notes for links.
Anyway, have some Merle
The furious clicking of the new umbrastaff was similar enough to the old umbrastaff, so Merle didn’t even flinch when it was replaced with shouting. “Where the fuck have you been?!”
Davenport snickered across the table from him and Merle couldn’t help but join him. “Taako, I’ve been in here all afternoon.” He was sure whatever Taako was upset about was important, but honestly he had a really good hand right now that he’d love to finish.
“I blame you for this,” Taako glared at Davenport and the Captain just laughed more. “Merle, can I borrow you to do your fuckin’ job for a second?”
“We only need a few more minutes to wrap up this game.”
“Oh my gods, fine!” Taako pulled out a third chair and dropped down into it. “Cap’n’s going to win.”
“You don’t know that…” Merle muttered, but he was probably right. He couldn’t remember the last time Taako had joined in a game of cards, let alone just sat and watched the two of them play. Of course Merle thought their games were interesting, two masterminds battling it out, but none of the crew usually agreed with him.
He threw the game. Davenport knew it, Taako did too, but Merle couldn’t really care less. “Next time, Dav.”
“Of course, Merle.” Their Captain looked at Taako for a moment, then left the kitchen.
“This really isn’t the best place to do this…” Taako had leaned his body back, tilting the chair dangerously as Davenport left. The house was still full of people, some packing after a long week of Candlenights, but Merle was sure the majority of them were going to be here for the foreseeable future. It was nice that Dav was staying as long as he had been.
“What exactly are we doing, Taako?” Merle didn’t bother beating around the bush. He wouldn’t be aggressive with any bush, for that matter. He knew Taako would rather dance around the subject, but if it was cards watching serious, Taako must be in a hurry too.
He still wouldn’t look at him, though. The chair was back on four legs but Taako was focused on the door. “Hey, Barrold!”
“Hm?” Barry walked back from halfway down the hall until he could poke his head through the kitchen door. His eyes shifted between the two of them before his eyebrows shot into his receding hairline. Merle had thought for sure that the pack bond or whatever with the Raven Queen would fix that. He’d picked his god for the looks, among other things. He was surprised Barry hadn’t developed the deadly cheekbones Kravitz seemed blessed with.
“Oh.” Barry seemed to know what was going on.
“Yeah. We need a lift to my office.”
“I can do that.”
“Okay hold on.” Merle held up his hands. “The last time you two needed me to do something, I was getting stabbed with forks.”
Barry rolled his eyes but Taako nodded. “No, no, the old man has a point.” At least one of these kids had sense. Taako looked up from where he’d been focused on the umbrastaff, still in his grip. Oh shit, this really was important. Merle sat up a little straighter, missing the gleam in Taako’s eyes of a goof on the horizon. “Merle, I know you’ve literally never done this before, but we need you to pretend to be a cleric.”
Merle huffed, sliding off the chair. “Ha ha, very funny. Now what is going on.”
Barry had already carved open a rip between the planes and Merle was walking through it. The Astral Plane, if this one was anything like what they’d studied back at the IPRE, was technically closer to the Celestial Plane than the Prime Material was. Geographically speaking, he should feel closer to Pan. Maybe this reality was different than their homeworld’s, maybe not, but Merle never really liked the Astral Plane. The crisp chill from walking across it lingered, long after the portal closed. At least Kravitz didn’t have death radiating off of him like this, despite being Death.
“Not that I don’t love spending time with Barry, but why isn’t your boyfriend plane-hopping with you?” Merle asked as the portal closed up and Taako pushed aside a few papers on his desk. He nearly dropped something, before aiming the umbrastaff at the office door and Mage Handing it closed. “Pan damnit, if you two wanted more blood, you really didn’t have to kidnap me.”
“I don’t want your fucking blood!” Taako snapped, but Barry put a hand on his shoulder. The scythe was gone, just their regular goth boy in denim, looking more grim than he ever did when he told Merle about his work. Taako placed his hand over Barry’s, squeezing once, before pushing him off. He took a deep breath. “Merle, you remember Wonderland, right?”
“Been trying not to.” The words slipped out before he could think twice about them. But it was true! That quest was easily their worst. Sure, Pan’s radio silence wasn’t caused by the liches, but Merle didn’t know that at the time. And everyone can say what they want about his healing abilities but…
At the end of the day, they were all alive. That’s what mattered, that’s what he tried to remember. It was a little hard, knowing they all got their memories back and Magnus still had some missing. Aside from that though, they didn’t lose too much. Right?
Merle hadn’t even realized he’d glanced down at his feet, face twisted in frustration before intentionally smoothing back out again, until he looked back up at Taako.
He’d meant it when he offered to take the extra spin for Taako. He really wished one of them had followed through; Magnus could have afforded to lose another finger since he got his whole body back anyway.
Taako looked fine, better than that if Merle’s being honest. What had Taako said, looking better than ninety percent of Faerun? It was true, still was. But he’d be very plain if they’d gone back to their original plane. The difference was significant, now that Merle could compare him to Lup.
“I can’t--”
“Not that.” Taako stepped around from the desk. Ah, shorts and a crop top in winter made a lot more sense now. Not that Merle knew much about winter fashion-- it was always shorts weather back at Merlegaritaville.
“Those do not look good.” He stepped closer and Taako met him half way, Barry right behind him.
“I promise you, they feel worse.” That would explain the new umbrastaff. Merle looked at Barry. Of course Taako told Lup, but why did Barry know first? It wasn’t like they could kill Taako and bring him back with a new body. Who else knew?
“Okay, could you not with the face? I’m sure you can do your cleric shit with my spell still up, this is a courtesy.”
“It would be a lot harder without a visual reference,” Barry tried, but Merle had heard enough.
“Don’t tell me how to do my job.” He held his soulwood arm to the gash across Taako’s stomach and the budding leaves curled backwards. “Any issues with this one?”
“Uuh, dex mostly. Loss of appetite? That could be from other stuff though.”
Barry made an inquisitive noise at that, which made Merle feel at least a little bit better. Taako had talked to him about that already. Merle let the two of them go on whatever half spoken face journey they were going on, and focused on the biggest wound at hand. The knees were important, but this one was near vital organs. Merle had seen first hand how many hit points this had knocked out and it somehow managed to look worse than it did before.
“Barry and I figured it’s necrotic scarring.” Taako rushed out, Barry grumbling something beside him.
“Yeah,” Merle nodded softly. What he was finding aligned with that. He took a step back, able to look Taako in the eye without craning his neck. “I’m not death domain, Taako. I can’t reverse this. We could try to find a cleric who is--”
“They wouldn’t have a hundred cycles of experience. I’m not interested in letting them look at this.”
Huh. Merle didn’t bother to fight down the smile pulling at the edges of his beard. Taako didn’t return it by any means, but he scoffed and rolled his eyes, which Merle knew was basically the same thing.
“Merle, I…” Barry started, fidgeting with nothing for a moment. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I’m worried he’s getting worse.”
Just based on what he was seeing, what he knew of the wounds, that sounded right. But Merle looked to Taako instead. He seemed occupied fixing the hem of his shirt, fidgeting with the cuff of his sleeves. He didn’t notice the silence right away. When he did, he frowned. “What?”
“Has it been getting worse?” Merle asked.
If it had been literally any other conversation, Merle could have laughed at the face Taako pulled. Even with how serious he knew this conversation was, he was still tempted. Taako shifted his weight, leaning back slightly on the umbrastaff like he used to.
“It’s… uh…” His eyes seemed to go unfocused for a moment, as he stared at Merle. Merle knew that look from a copy he was familiar with over his own face. Seeing two versions of the same person, one you shared a century with and the other was your strange adventuring buddy.
Sometimes it was easier when they were just three idiots running around collecting magical items and laughing together as they nearly avoided death.
The person he was, when he met Taako the second time, was not someone Taako would trust with this confession. Merle wasn’t proud of that, but it was what it was. All he could do was take a deep breath and wait for which version of him Taako saw today.
Instead, Taako closed his eyes. They were screwed up tight, like if he couldn’t see, no one would hear his confession. “It’s worse. I didn’t have trouble walking a year ago.”
“Alright, glad we’re on the same page.” Taako opened one eye, glaring at Merle without much heat, but Merle continued. “And I’m glad you’re not waiting another year to tell me because this thing is going to kill you.”
Barry blanched at that, though Merle didn’t really understand his shock. The guy was a necromancer, this was how that arcana worked. Hell, he made the dang Bell, didn’t he know what it did?
Taako opened both eyes, expression blank for a moment until he moved the umbrastaff in front of him and leaning forward. His stance, his voice, his face, all of it was more certain and serious that Merle had heard in a while. “I don’t want to die.”
“Good.”
#the adventure zone#taz#taz taako#taz merle#merle highchurch#taz fic#dmi#this scene has been sitting in my drafts forever but i'm really pleased with how it turned out#that last line still resonates with me. the 'i dont want to die'#charmedwords
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Things: A Welcome to Night Vale Fan Fiction
Cecil: Some like it hot. Some like it cold. Some don’t like it at all. We call those people “haters.” Welcome to Night Vale
Cecil: Well Night Vale, it looks to be a slow news day today. Not much is happening today, and all I have to report on in terms of upcoming events is the Community Calendar. So, let’s just get to that, shall we? On Monday, we will all sleep. No one will be awake on Monday. If you are awake on Monday, the Sheriff’s Secret Police will arrest you in their sleep. On Tuesday, we’ll feel all groggy after having just woken up. We wouldn’t want to do anything except snuggle with the people we love, watch an old TV show on Netflix and eat ice cream. On Wednesday, the paint will dry. All of the paint in Night Vale will mysteriously become wet at the stroke of midnight, and it will take all day to dry again. On Thursday, all of the milk will turn into toast, and all of the toast will turn into milk. And on Friday, grass will grow. This is unusual, as this is a desert community, and grass is rare.
Cecil: So, that’s pretty much it. I don’t have anything else to report on. I might as well go to the wea-
*Phone Rings*
Cecil: Oh. I wonder who that could be. (Picks up phones.) Hello?
???: Cecil, whatever you do, do not stop broadcasting.
Cecil: Oh, uh, who is this?
Roy: This is Agent Roy Bendez, of the Radio Safety Inspectors. By my authority, you are not allowed to stop broadcasting until I say that you can.
Cecil: Oh, uh, sure. I won’t. Um, why haven’t I heard of you before?
Roy: We here at the RSI specialize in listening to radio shows and tracking threats, which we then handle.
Cecil: Yeah, not to tell you how to do your job or anything, but I have reported on multiple threats, and I don’t remember seeing any of you.
Roy: Yeah, those threats weren’t in our jurisdiction.
Cecil: OK. Fair enough. So, what in your jurisdiction brings you to Night Vale?
Roy: ...Oh, dang it. Hold on. (Gets a book out.)
Cecil: What are you doing?
Roy: (Pages turning.) I just need to remind myself on what I’m allowed to tell you. It’s been a while since anybody asked.
Cecil: Well, I AM a reporter. I thrive on getting information and telling it to others.
Roy: I get ya. (Page turning stops.) Here it is. OK, so I’m here to stop a “Thing.”
Cecil: ...What’s a “Thing?”
Roy: A “Thing” is a creature of unspecified origin that is known to destroy a city or town after it feasts on a radio host for energy. They find a recording studio, turn invisible, and wait for meteorological reports to strike.
Cecil: That sounds bad.
Roy: Indeed. Which is why I need to find you and stop it. In the meantime, you need to keep broadcasting. Don’t go to the meteorological report until I am IN the station.
Cecil: ...You mean the wea-?
Roy: Yes. That’s what I mean. Don’t do that until I get there.
*click*
Cecil: Well, you heard him Night Vale. By the authority of the RSI, I have to stay on the air. Until this Agent Roy gets here. So that means I need to find something to talk about… Say, has anyone actually heard of this RSI before? I wonder if the station has anything on them. (Away from the mic.) Dante? Can you see if the station has anything about the Radio Safety Inspectors? Yeah, thanks. (In front of mic.) Our new intern Dante is helping me look up the RSI. It’s going to be a bit before he gets back with anything. You know, I like Dante. He’s a go-getter. But he does say that there’s a humming coming from the studio. No one else can hear it though, so we don’t really intend to do anything about it.
Cecil: Let’s see, what else is there to talk about? I guess Carlos and I are going to an Eagles theme party. It’s going to be super fun. I’m going as Glen Frey during his Retro-New Age fusion phase, and Carlos is going as Joe Walsh during his lab coat and boxer-briefs phase. I keep telling him that he only had that phase for three months while touring back in 1997, but he says he saw them live than and that really spoke to him. Of course, I don’t mind Carlos doing this, he looks good in everything, but it just gets under my skin that I have to prepare this elaborate pierce that involves a rainbow-colored spiky-haired wig, several peace amulets, sewing something comfortable onto a jean jacket, and a visor, and Carlos can just pull something out of the closet and drawer and call it there. But again, it’s fine.
*Phone Rings*
Cecil: Oh thank goodness. I was just about to run out of stuff to talk about. (Picks up phone.) Hello?
Roy: First off, you’re doing great. Just keep it going.
Cecil: You’re not here yet?
Roy: Well, no… I got a little lost. I’m having some trouble finding the radio station. Also, anyone I’ve tried asking has just told me, “Be gone interloper” and threw salt in my face. I then present my badge and they apologize, but are still confused.
Cecil: Oh, I can remedy that at least. OK listeners, today if you see a man dressed in… Hey Roy, what ARE your dressed in?
Roy: Oh, you know, slacks, a green trench coat, blue shirt, a black tie with a fire pattern. The usual RSI uniform for public appearances.
Cecil: Well, you’ve heard him. If you see a man dressed like that asking for directions, don’t throw salt at him. And give him directions. Because my life depends on it.
Roy: Oh hey, here comes someone right now. Oh. Uh, hi there. Yes. Yes. I see. Thank you. Well, a nice gentleman just helped me figure out where the station is. I should be there in five to ten minutes. Remember, keep on the air until I get there.
Cecil: Right. I got it.
*Click*
Cecil: Maybe I should save Agent Roy’s number. In case something like this happens again.
*Phone rings*
*Picks up*
Roy: Cecil, if you do that, I am going to have to burn the phone, the studio, and you straight to the ground.
Cecil: Oh, I, uh..
Roy: I’m sorry Cecil. It’s nothing personal. It’s just company policy, you know?
Cecil: Oh. OK.
Roy: It’s just we’re not supposed to have contact with outsiders more than we need to at the RSI. Heck, I’m probably going to get in trouble for talking to you as much as I am. Although, since this is a “Thing” we’re dealing with, some information might leak out anyway. I have informed my boss of this and filed the appropriate paperwork, so maybe this will be fine.
Cecil: Well, let’s hope so.
Roy: Hey, at least be glad that there isn’t “Stuff” in your studio.
Cecil: Oh, is “Stuff” worse?
Roy: No. It’s just you’d have to deal with Kyle, and he’s... not great. Oh, speaking of. Kyle. I know you’re listening. You’re on the clock. I just want to remind you that just because I’m not there, doesn’t mean you can hit on Gloria. She’s married. Her answer will always be “no.” Don’t do it.
Cecil: Who’s Gloria?
Roy: Gloria is my assistant, and she’s taking over for me while I’m out here. By the way, Gloria would hate it if I gave the wrong impression of her. She doesn’t need defending, it’s just Kyle doesn’t listen to women, so it usually gets violent if I’m not there.
Cecil: This Kyle guy sounds like a real jerk.
Roy: I know, right? And when things get violent, our boss just makes us go on a corporate retreat which solves nothing and delays detection efforts for everything we’re tracking. “Things.” “Stuff.” “Whatsits.” “Knickknacks.” “Gizmos.” You name it.
Cecil: It sounds like the real problem is Kyle. He should be fired.
Roy: Everyone at the office thinks so too, but our boss says that no one can detect “Stuff” like he can. We just need to find a replacement, and things will be golden.
Cecil: Well, I hope that you do find a replacement for him soon. Although hopefully not sooner than finding me.
Roy: Right. I should get back to that. See you soon.
Cecil: Bye.
(*Click*)
Cecil: Well, it looks like I’m alone again. Let’s see, what else is there to talk about. Oh. Oh, thank you. Listeners, Dante just came in and gave me the file we have on the RSI. So let’s look through it together. (Turning through pages.) Hmmm. Let’s see. It was founded 88 years ago. Oh. Listeners, there appears to be an official statement from our radio station. Let’s read it. “The Radio Safety Inspectors set out to protect the world from threats that use the energy from radio stations to destroy communities. None of these threats are known to the general public, and the RSI is generally secretive. Despite this, the RSI say that they are invaluable, and without them many towns and cities would be wiped off the map. Because of this, we here at Night Vale radio treat the RSI with the utmost respect.”
Cecil: Well, there you have it listeners. A succinct report oh the RSI. Oh. There are some photographs here. Let’s see. One of them is at the founding of the RSI. One of them is after saving a city from a… it appears to be redacted. Oh look, one of them is from after they saved Night Vale. It’s an agent standing next to my old boss, Leonard Burton. I wonder why Leonard never told me that story. Maybe it’s because they’re so secretive. Or maybe that agent didn’t file the paperwork properly.
Cecil: Let’s see, what else is there to talk about?
(*Phone rings*)
Cecil: (Picks up) Hello?
Steve: Hey Cecil. It’s Steve.
Cecil: Steve? Why are you calling?
Steve: Well, first off, this Roy guy you keep talking to? I went to high school with him.
Cecil: Really?
Steve: Yeah. We didn’t talk much. But I talked to him today. I gave him directions to your studio.
Cecil: Oh, Steve, thank you.
Steve: Anything for my favorite radio host.
Cecil: I didn’t know Roy was a local. I don’t know why people were salting him.
Steve: Well, I don’t think he lives here anymore. I haven’t seen him in almost two decades.
Cecil Huh. Maybe I should ask him about it when he gets here. Provided he filled out the paperwork for that. Is that all you wanted to ask me?
Steve: Huh? Oh. No. I wanted to give you another topic to talk about. Remember when you and Carlos came over for dinner the other night and you asked us our opinions on a scuffle you two were having?
Cecil: YES! Yes, I remember. Thanks for reminding me Steve.
Steve: Any time.
(*click*)
Cecil: So, what Steve was talking about was Carlos and I were at Burger Barn Gladtown Records Express. We were looking through to find Eagles records for the party I mentioned earlier. We then came across two best of albums that got us thinking. Fall Out Boy’s “Believers Never Die” and My Chemical Romance’s “May Death Never Stop You”. I asked Carlos which one he thought was more true, and he said “Believers Never Die.” His reasoning is that it’s possible that a believer in something never dies, it’s just that we don’t know what that belief is. He said that it is something that should be studied, but it would take a long time to study. He also told me that death stops everyone, so the My Chemical Romance one couldn’t be true. I then told him that just because you’re dead doesn’t mean you’ve stopped. I reminded him of Josie, and how her influence is still felt in this town. I also pointed out that Josie believed in things when no one else did, and she still died. ...I miss her.
(*Phone Rings*)
Cecil: (Picks up) Hello?
Michelle: Hi Cecil. I was calling to complain about you not coming to Dark Owl Records, but then I heard the names “Eagles”, “Fall Out Boy”, and “My Chemical Romance” and I realized that I would be offended if you found any of those records at our store. But I was already calling and I didn’t want to seem rude.
Cecil: Oh. OK. That’s fair.
Michelle: (Sighs) Look Cecil, as much I hate talking about Fall Out Boy, I agree with you. Death doesn’t stop people. Sure, they stop breathing and their body stops functioning. But it doesn’t stop people. My grandfather still has control over my family, and he died 12 years ago.
Cecil: Well, thank you for your input Michelle. Although I do want to correct you and say that “May Death Never Stop You” is the My Chemical Romance album.
Michelle: Whatever.
(*Click*)
(*Phone Rings*)
Cecil: (Picks up) Hello?
Roy: Cecil. I’m here. Get ready.
(*Click*)
Cecil: Well, that’s good news. I got so worried for a minute. Oh, I see him. He’s just outside my window. ...And he’s cocking a gun. And now he’s marching into the building.
“Thing”: (Growls softly.)
Cecil: Oh. Listeners, I think the “Thing” has gotten too impatient. And it is made its appearance and it is coming right at me. Slowly. It looks like… I don’t know how to describe it. I don’t know where to begin.
Roy: (Kicks down the door) THE WEATHER, CECIL! GO TO THE WEATHER!
Weather
(It can be what you want it to be, but I would recommend “Countdown” by Phoenix. No particular reason, I just like that song.)
(Sounds of a fight that is just about to end. Three hits end the fight.)
“Thing”?: RAAAAAW!
Cecil: Roy! Roy calm down. It’s over.
Roy: RAAAAAAAAApple monkey umbrella snake tennis ball.
Cecil: What was that?
Roy: Oh, sorry. It’s just when I get out of it, I don’t form coherent sentences, so I just say random things until I revert.
Cecil: No, I mean, why did you turn into a…”Thing?”
Roy: Oh. Right. That. That makes sense as a question. Right, so, I’m half “Thing.” That makes me good at tracking and fighting other “Things.” “Thing” that want to destroy towns.
Cecil: Is that not a trait shared by all “Things?”
Roy: No. Some things, like my mother, just want to live peacefully in their own habitat.
Cecil: Which is…
Roy: I’m not at discretion to tell you that.
Cecil: OK.
Roy: After they found me, I’m also not at discretion to tell you who they are, they decided to raise me. I lived a mostly human life, but I do occasionally fall into some “Thing” tendencies. Eventually, they wanted me to work for the RSI. That would mean giving up everything in life I’ve built for myself. Friends. Lovers. I couldn’t do that. They let me go for a while, saying that I would be back. And they were right.
Cecil: Why were they right? Why did you go back?
Roy: Well, it turns out while half-”Things” are a thing, quarter-”Things” aren’t. In fact, if a half-”Thing” has a child, it just increases the likeliness that that child would come down with a serious condition. I had a child, and they came down with something. Suddenly, the job I got myself wasn’t cutting it. The RSI was the only suitable option for me if I wanted to support my family. So we cut a deal. I’d work for them, and they help my family. I explained all of this to my wife. While we were both sad, we knew I had to do this for our child.
Roy: So now I'm stuck until I die or retire listening to radio stations, listening for “Things.” You know I lived here before I got deployed. There’s no point in hiding that anymore. So, I’ve taken an interest in your show Cecil. Listening to you describe my town fills me with joy. Seeing how it’s changed. It’s great.
Roy: And today I saw my ex-wife. She’s with someone else. And let me tell you, I’ve never seen her happier. Our child is doing well too. It makes me think that maybe it was the right decision, or that it would have happened anyway. Cecil, I wanna weigh in on your debate. I also agree with you that death doesn’t stop people. To my family, I’ve been dead for a long time now, but I still help them. The RSI still gives the money. I protected them today. I still love them, and care for them. And that care I’m giving them is care I've gotten from the people that raised me. Befriended me. And that care comes from the people that cared for them, going all the way back to the beginning of life. Death won’t stop that.
Cecil: Wow.
Roy: Anyway, you mind if I grab Dante?
Cecil: My intern? What for?
Roy: Well, you know that noise that Dante says he hears? That’s “Stuff.” I can see it right there. It’s not dangerous so long as it hasn’t been there for 100 years. Luckily, an RSI officer is always prepared. Let’s see. (Takes out something and records it.) 32 years. So it’s good. We should still deal with it.
Cecil: Uh, OK. Date, do you want to help?
Roy: Just to be clear, if Date helps, he has to come with me. And if he comes with me, he’s not coming back. At least, not without RSI approval.
Cecil: I see. Dante, do you still want to do this? Are you sure? OK. To the parents and friends of Intern Dante, Dante was an exceptional worker. He was diligent, hard working, loyal, respectful, and willing to take on any task. Including this one. Just know that while he might be “dying” to you, he is not stopped by this death. He will still care about you. And that care comes from you. Know that, as Dante leaves our fair town, almost certain to never return.
Roy: Alright Dante, I got this “Stuff,” you get the other “Stuff.” (Picks it up. Starts walking out.) Goodbye Cecil.
Cecil: Goodbye Roy. Goodbye Dante. (Door closes.) Well listeners, I thought today was going to be a boring one, but it turned out to be the opposite. Today is a day that was full of emotions. And you know what, every day is full of those emotions. Just because you feel bored or listless, doesn’t mean you aren’t feeling joy, or sadness. You’re just feeling it on a micro-level. I mean, Tuesday sounds like a pretty fun day to me. Just sitting on the couch. Watch some old TV. That sounds nice.
Cecil: Anyway, I do believe that is our show for today. Stay tuned for the sound of an egg being cooked on a rock in the sun for four hours. And until next time, Good Night Night Vale. Good Night.
Today’s Proverb: You are what you eat. That’s why we should eat the rich.
#welcome to night vale#Welcome to night vale fan fiction#cecil palmer#Roy#steve carlsberg#michelle nguyen
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Fucking Do It Already! [Donald Pierce x Reader]
[Anon request: Donald Pierce / ‘Fucking do it already!’ with angst & pain.]
Warnings: Imprisonment & violence.
A/N: Related to these Donald Pierce requests too: 1 / 2 . Also, I was half sleeping when posting this. Please excuse mistakes. lovelove.
The cold stone beneath your feet was more than familiar, the distinct smell of the room too. Musty with a tint of sweat. This place had been your holding cell for weeks before, and you had landed yourself right back in it after mere days of freedom. It wasn’t your greatest idea to go after the people who had captured you so easily before. Still, somewhere in your head you thought they wouldn’t bother with some tid-bit human attempting to free her Mutant friend. Honestly, you had hoped that they would’ve been more distracted on the things that matter, than to notice you skulking around their headquarters. It was insulting to have been so wrong again. For some reason, anything you did that involved this place, just did not succeed. It was built for someone like you to always fail…but you sure as hell tried.
Sitting in your favourite spot on the hard floor beneath you, you brought your knees to your chest, finding that it provided just as much comfort as it had done on your first visit to the place. A sigh escaped your lips as you realised that it surely had not been coincidence that you had been placed in the same cell. Oh no. This was all plotted out by the one man who had freed you in the first place.
“Ooh wee, I am having a good day, Fred. How ‘bout you?” You heard his voice echo from outside the cell and old memories flooded back. But something strange happened. Without even meaning to, you gussied yourself up as if to make yourself presentable for him. Blaming it on normal human instinct, you closed your eyes and listened in as he and the guard to your cell had a bit of back and forth.
“Can you believe who had graced us with their presence again, ol’ Freddie boy?” And with that statement, the door to your cell opened and Donald Pierced stepped into the room, the light shining from behind his silhouette, painting him like some juxtaposed saviour. “Can it really be?” He began, in his usual dramatic manner as he made his way across the room. “Do my eyes deceive me?”
“Please just stop,” you muttered, slightly annoyed at him now. For some reason, he was more irritating than you remembered. Then again, the last time you were there, you sat alone for hours, and any visitor was welcome company.
“Be still my heart, it is you,” he gasped, kneeling down in front of you. “I gave you a dang business card, you know. You didn’t have to do all this to see me again, but I do appreciate it, baby.”
“You know I did not come back here to see you,” you spat, your tolerance level for him rapidly depleting.
“Come now, baby, don’t start getting all shy with me,” he cooed, grabbing your elbows and half pulling you to your feet. “Why don’t we take this to my room?”
“Fuck you!” You yelled, yanking out of his grip. “Where is she?!”
Donald’s hand snapped against your mouth as he pushed you up against the wall, his arm holding you in place as you wriggled, before his bionic hand gently gripped your throat. You stopped dead, not fully trusting that hand of his, for fear it would malfunction and snap your neck.
“Now I’m gonna need you to quit with that kind of shit, got it?” He whispered, his voice had lost its silkiness and was quite bitter now. “You, young lady, have gotten me into quite a bit of trouble, and I don’t need you causing me anymore.”
Hearing the door open behind the two of you, Donald quickly moved his hand and planted his lips against yours for a moment, before pulling away and looking to Fred.
“Nothing to worry about here, Fred. Just a little lover’s tiff,” he called and Fred closed the door again. Donald turned back to you and smiled, licking his lips. “Now, if you play along, I can get you out of here safe and sound, but-“
“I’m not leaving without her,” you warned, and Donald chuckled, shaking his head.
“That is not an option, darlin’, unless you plan on somehow gathering all them little particles of her ashes?”
The revelation he had just delivered made your blood run cold. You felt limp, almost as all the hope you had gathered for saving her, drained away and left you standing there, completely shocked. She was gone. They had taken her in and reduced her to nothing but ashes.
“You killed her,” you breathed, and Donald let go of your throat, but still held you against the wall with his leg.
“We had too. Broken merchandise, unfortunately. Little birdie broke her own wings, hoping we wouldn’t want her anymore.”
The way he spoke about her, like she was nothing more than an animal to be hunted. A collectible out of its packaging. The fact that your best friend had practically maimed herself to stop them from hurting her awoke a new emotion within you. The void were hope had resided, was flooded with pure anger. Your eyes met his as you let out a screech of anguish. Seizing the moment, you kicked his leg away and dashed across to the opposite side of the room, eyes steady on him as he chuckled to himself, adjusting his bionic arm.
“Jesus Christ, you know what? I should’ve just killed you when I had the chance,” Donald admitted, sighing at the inconvenience you were being.
“What are you waiting for then, huh? FUCKING DO IT ALREADY!” You yelled, opening your arms and awaiting whatever punishment he would deliver. You didn’t care, you’d go down fighting – and you’d definitely leave your mark.
“Don’t make me do this, (Y/N).” Donald looked to you, his face probably the most emotionally real you had ever seen on him.
“Why? You did it so easily to her. How am I any different?”
“You just are,” Donald barked, cracking his neck. “I do not know why, but when you were here the first time – I couldn’t stay away from you.”
“Because you needed information from me.”
“It was more than that. I had to do those things to you. I had to betray you, but I hope you know I never wanted to.”
“I DON’T CARE,” you cried, your heart bursting in your chest as you spat at him. “You could declare your undying love for me right now, and I would not care. You are a monster. The worst of them all. You kill with no remorse and you use and bend people to your will, even if they fully put their trust in you.
Donald stared at you for a moment, a look of utter sadness on his face before he crumbled into a laugh that made him double over.
“What do you think you’re going to achieve here?” He asked, still laughing.
With a growl, you ran forward and punched him as hard as you could across his face which knocked him backward. When he steadied himself, he spat out a mouthful of blood and turned back to you, his eyes akin to snakes.
“Well, that’s done it,” he warned, about to return the blow when his radio interrupted him.
‘PIERCE…THE FACILITY HAS BEEN BREACHED…GET OUT...EVERYONE ABANDON SHIP….THEY FOUND US.’
Donald looked to you as you stood there with a smile on your face. He shook his head and pointed at you with a wink as if to say ‘well done.’ Truth was you hadn’t planned this attack at all, but you had alerted a group of underground mutant rebels to your plan, and they had obviously concocted that you had been taken – thus sending in a rescue team.
“I tell you what,” Donald began as he walked to the door, banging on it for Fred to open it, but Fred hadn’t locked it in the first place. “You really were something else, (Y/N).”
“Donald,” you called, just as he was about to leave the cell. He looked back and arched a brow at you as you smiled up at him, before your face went more serious. “Run.”
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Homestuck Liveblog #153
UPDATE 153: All the Pieces are Here
Last time Gamzee had completely fooled Terezi, and by extension, me. Yeah, he’s right now beating her with no remorse at all, and it’s awful to see. Yikes. Also, Jane is now asleep but her body, still under control of the tiara, has latched on Aranea like a tick. So let’s continue from there!
Writing this paragraph before starting. I’m predicting there’ll be a minimum of dialogue, the next fifty pages should have lots and lots of images. It’s bound to pass through real fast, isn’t it? Maybe I’ll go for 100 pages.
All these glitches make everything more ominous, in my opinion. It’s as if the world is going to shatter into pieces in any moment. Chances are that won’t happen, but who knows, maybe the end of Homestuck is the glitches making the universe explode. Thanks for nothing, Lord English, destroyer of paradox space.
Because Jake’s death wasn’t heroic or just, he revives, this time without hope powers. He is also right beside Terezi and Gamzee, just...watching. Gamzee continues hitting as hard as he can, dang. I’m kind of glad the glitches are obscuring the situation a bit. Rose, horrified, shouts for Gamzee to stop.
ROSE: Or, wait. ROSE: Is this some sort of blackrom thing? ROSE: I certainly hope not.
What the—Rose! This isn’t the time to be wondering if this is an obscure and weird alien romantic ritual! Stop standing there, go help Terezi! Even if it were a black romance thing, I think no one wouldn’t blame Rose for intervening. Terezi is getting her face smashed against the pavement. Anyone would intervene.
ROSE: I am the actual worst auspistice who ever lived. ROSE: THE ACTUAL WORST!!!
Damn right you are; you’re just standing there! And Jake isn’t really doing much better, he’s just standing there and watching Terezi being suplexed. I know in real life a lot of people stand around and do nothing when they see someone being attacked or anything, so it isn’t something that came out of left field, but this is still rather frustrating to see. Gamzee slams Terezi so hard against the concrete it breaks, and she’s now hanging over the lava. Augh.
Kanaya and Karkaroni arrive right in that moment, finding Terezi in danger. There’s a rather cool sequence of lava seeping into the Skaia in Jane’s fork, and Jake and Rose finally intervene. Jake does it meekly, just asking Gamzee to kindly stop killing Terezi -- ...fine, Jake, you do that – and Rose takes a more hands-on approach, getting her wand ready. About time, Rose! Tge blast misses and impacts near Jake, making him fly away. Karkaroni had enough, he brandishes the sickle and swears to make a fight. Up on the building, Aranea struggles to pick up Brain Dirk’s katana with her psychic powers – no idea how that didn’t vanish away as well -- and then she arrives.
The Condesce is pissed. Oh, gee, who’d have thought that derailing the session like this would make her angry? Haha! Do you have a plan to counter the Condesce, Aranea? Did you expect her to arrive so soon? Everyone who is in the session seems to have converged in one place, this is getting good!
Aaaaaand because Hussie is like that, right when it gets good, it’s time for the so-called main act of Act 6 Act 6.
Oh, jolly. Well to his credit I’m happy it was now and not in middle of the intense events that are likely to happen. Now that’d have been annoying. Better get this Caliborn thing out of the way before things happen here in Jade’s planet! Besides, I admit I’m a bit curious how much Caliborn has progressed now.
Looks like he’s confident enough to mess with the manga book. Why do I have this strange sense of foreboding...again? I have it all the time when it’s about Caliborn, haha...okay, let’s get done with this. What artistic work do you have to show now, bud? As usual, here’s the warning: there’s a chance I won’t have much to comment about Caliborn’s antics. By now, dear readers, you may be aware I’m not a diehard fan of him. By now I tolerate him, but I’m not exactly reading his sections with excitement. Once again, I’m sorry for that.
Looks like Homosuck is getting into its equivalent of Act 5. There are the trolls. Krabkrab, Honk Friend – ‘friend’?! Is there something you’d like to share with the class, Caliborn? – Cape Douche, Smelly Horse Man, Other Guy, and Bull Horn Wimp. Oh, and all the female trolls, too, with no pejorative name other than ‘tha bitches’. Hah! Saw it coming.
The Beforus trolls are just everyone flipped and with a negative color scheme. Yeah, that’ll do...for the five seconds the trolls mattered. All these pictures go to the trash, because Caliborn has something better to show.
Hah! Okay, you got my attention, Hussie. Man Gaka Extraordinare! I’m amused, this may be worth a read, after all!
IT'S GOD'S GIFT. TO "THE YAOIS". MY RESEARCH TELLS ME.
Do you know that feeling of morbid curiosity one feels when one hears about something awful having happened in a video, and one wants to see how bad is it? Yeah, that’s what I’m feeling. I really like the giant watermark, though. That’s a good one, Hussie.
Well, to Caliborn’s credit, he has improved a lot from his first drawings, and he followed all the instructions about how to draw manga. Never let it be said Caliborn doesn’t motivate himself to improve himself!
This is truly “the yaois”. Manga Dave and Manga Karkat are here. What they do, hm, well, let’s say they’d both be upset to know how they’re depicted here.
IF YOU'RE CONFUSED, BASICALLY THE IDEA IS. YOU PRETEND THEM TO LOOK MORE LIKE GIRLS. TO MAKE IT LESS WEIRD FOR EVERYBODY WHEN THEY DECIDE TO TOUCH EACH OTHER.
So that’s the key to draw manga. Haha! I know a handful of people from my school that’d have taken serious offense by that! Always with the finger on the pulse, Caliborn, eh?
Oh god, it’s American Comic Book Superheroine anatomy! We’re doomed. But yeah, other than the improved drawings, it doesn’t seem like this section of Caliborn’s intermission won’t differ much from the rest. Same old, same old, in terms of theme. The gals are dying in bloody ways. Yeah.
“Registered by the government as my legal artistic possession” Caliborn, you liar, there’s not even a government anymore.
SHE ACTUALLY THOUGHT SHE WAS GOING TO BE RELEVANT. KEEP DREAMING BITCH!
Right. So Caliborn may still have access to the radio tower? He knows what happened in the ghost bubbles. Well, not that it matters that much right now.
Oh my god, Caliborn has an OC.
...that is not what I expected. Dear reader, imagine that this here is what’s destroying paradox space. Imagine the big bad, Lord English, looks like that. Good thing he doesn’t, eh? Yeah, the skull, the hulking figure, and the billiard eyes does wonders when it’s about making someone threatening.
John arrives in middle of Caliborn’s games with his OC, and isn’t happy at all to see Caliborn. Thought so, what after seeing the kind of playing Caliborn does with those bad drawings of his friends.
HEY ASSHOLE, I'M TALKING TO YOU!
Oh, wow, he’s furious! I admit I underestimated how angry John would be. But yeah, another intense staredown. I’ll just...skip to the end of that sequence of images, thank you.
you're the one who vriska and her pirate pals are all trying to stop! it was you who put all this into motion in some way i don't really understand! which means you're responsible for like a trillion people dying, and universes blowing up, and all my friends getting scattered around and acting like idiots, and my dad being dead!
...huh. Well, that’s certainly...a bold accusation, John, and without anything to back it up, too. If what John said partly influences Caliborn to start doing everything he did once he was Lord English, hah, I wonder how John would react to that. It isn’t too farfetched to have that possibility in mind, I’d say, but if that were true, it’s possible there’ll be a second John to tackle the first one soon.
Turns out Caliborn is saying his monologue loud enough for anyone around to listen! I thought the narration was just text, not that Caliborn was actually saying it. Hah! It’d be kinda endearing if it didn’t come from Caliborn.
And then comes ‘game over. A flash file in Caliborn’s intermission. Um, well, that sounds a tad promising! Flash files are almost always great, I don’t see why this would be any different, Caliborn or not.
I’ll stop for now.
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