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gotta-winwin · 28 days ago

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𓆩🖤𓆪 ... falling in love through songs pt.1

⭐ starring: vernon

💌 genre: fluff, light angst

💬 preview: you really wished someone would've told you that the rockstar you'd be photographing for on his tour was Hansol from school. Yes, that Hansol. Your ex-boyfriend Hansol.

tw/cw: rockstar!vernon x photographer!reader, second chance romance, exes to lovers, sworn enemies to lovers, forced proximity, a cheeky joshua, lots of banter, allusions to sex, weed + alcohol

🪽fic rating: pg/16+

☁️ masterlist & a/n: here i am once again with a vernon fic, but this time to kick off our 500 followers event! this one is based on the song heart out by the 1975, one especially close to my own heart. i know i said the release date was the 20th...but inspiration struck and i have zero patience when posting fics. enjoy!

p.s thank you so much to @lovetaroandtaemin and @chugging-antiseptic-dye for beta reading !

this is a part of my 500 followers event

“Hear me out.” Joshua spread his arms as if to hug the air in front of him. “The two of us, on tour, in a tour bus, a fat paycheck.”

You pursued your lips, biting back a smile. His proposition had sounded tempting even over the phone, where he had offered you a photography job on the tour he was managing, a spot on the bus and front row seats to every show.

“It’ll be fun!” He continued, driving the nail in further. “The guy I manage- he’s a chill dude, great rockstar. You’d get along great.”

“What did you say his name was again?” You asked, looking over the contract he had given you one more time.

“Vernon.” Joshua nudged your arm, pushing you to sign. “C’mon. It’ll be like the old days again, bandwagoning across the country in the name of making art.” He placed the last words in air quotations as he smiled. “And the paycheck doesn’t hurt.”

“Not at all.” It was a ridiculous amount of money. “When do we start?”

Clapping his hands, Joshua looked joyous to have you along. “First concert’s tomorrow, right here in New York. It starts at 8, but come earlier so you can meet the band first. I’ll introduce you to Vernon- oh, he’s going to be so psyched to see you.”

As much as you loved his enthusiasm, the jitters of having such a high profile job was catching up to you, once again reminding you just how high the stakes were. You needed this job, for the money, for the recognition it’d give you - you needed it all.

Flashing Joshua a bright smile, you nodded, looking more confident than you felt. “Great. I’ll go home, pack my things, and see you tomorrow!”

“Alright, sunshine.” Joshua chuckled as you struggled to put your coat back on, your childhood nickname rolling off his tongue like second nature. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“This was not the fucking deal, Josh.”

You couldn’t believe your eyes as you stared, open-mouthed at the boy in front of you, decked out in silver chains, ripped jeans and sporting a backwards baseball cap. He all but screamed rockstar, yet you keep circling back to the fact that-

“Hansol?”

-the fact that you knew him. Very well, in fact.

“Y/N?”

He seemed just as astonished to see you, eyes darting suspiciously towards Joshua. “This, is my tour photographer?”

“This?” You cried out indignantly, turning to Joshua as well. “Did it just not cross your mind to mention that your rockstar happened to be Hansol from school? You lied to me!”

“Well-” Joshua put his hands up in defence, the large grin on his face betraying how much he was enjoying the moment. “Surprise?”

“Joshua!” Both you and Vernon yelled out, anger escaping as the two of you contemplated whether or not throttling Joshua would be worth the consequences.

“I am not staying on a tour bus with her.” Vernon pointed an accusatory finger your way. “Especially not for four months. I’d rather throw myself off a cliff.”

“I’d rather chop off my own finger and eat it.” You hissed back, equally disgusted at the idea of sharing your space with him.

“Contract’s signed.” Joshua shrugged, his eyes dancing with mirth as he watched the two of you glare daggers at one another. “Jeez. It’s like the air in here could kill or something.”

“I do not want to breathe the same air as him.” You stabbed a finger at Vernon.

“I hope you choke on it and die.” He punctuated the last word with fervor.

“Ditto.”

Joshua let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m starting to regret this. Were you guys always this...stabby?”

“Yes.” Chan poked his head out from the green room. “Ever since they broke up they’ve been literal bitches. Whatever happened to hey, Chan, we’ll still be friends! This won’t break the friend group apart!” He frowned, disapprovement evident on his face. Time still hadn’t erased the betrayal he had felt when the two of you broke up, killing their friend group with suffocating silence.

“Whatever.” Vernon muttered, turning away, shoving his in-ears back into his ears. “Stay away from me.”

“With the utmost pleasure.”

You had to begrudgingly admit that Vernon looked good doing his thing onstage. Vernon. It was still odd to even call him that, when you had known him your whole life as Hansol.

Raising your camera, you followed his every movement onstage, staring at him through the viewfinder. He looked almost iridescent under the lights, shining alongside his jewel-encrusted microphone as he rapped, commanding the stage.

“He’s doing well.” Chan slid up behind you, cradling a bundle of wires in his arms. Your entire high school friend group seemed to have conjoined once again, following Vernon on his tour as various supporting crew members. You supposed all the credit went to Joshua, who had been the only one to keep in contact with everyone else.

You hummed, eyes still trained on Vernon.

“Remember when we used to make fun of this? Vernon onstage?” Chan shook his head in mild disbelief.

You could remember it as clear as yesterday, leaning against Hansol in the school courtyard as your group laughed, thoroughly amused by whatever rap he had performed that day. “Everyone told him it was impossible.”

“Except for you.” Chan looked at you with his eyebrows raised.

“Yeah.” It was surreal to see him thrive in a life you had basically built with him. You were at his first audition, every coffeehouse show, sitting by him in each shabby and rented studio. “I never thought he’d get this big, though.”

The sheer size of the crowd had been overwhelming at first. You were greeted by the venue’s cheers when you had entered, taken aback by the crowd and by how many fans Hansol had gained. There were fans waving banners, glow sticks, and various trinkets dedicated to him as they cheered, already excited despite the main act still being backstage. It was a bitter pill to swallow: the idea that he was so beloved.

“Maybe you should forgive him.”

You whipped your head to look at Chan, insulted by his suggestion. “I’m not forgiving him.”

“He’s changed!” Chan protested. “He doesn’t actually hate you, he’s just- being stupid.”

Rolling your eyes, you recalled all the times Hansol had hurt you. “I am not forgiving him.” You repeated, more firmly than the last.

“Y/N.” Chan’s eyes pleaded with you. You knew the youngest member of your group still believed in fairy tale endings, but this was harsh reality, and Chan needed to learn that.

“He broke up with me, Chan.” You turned back to the camera, ending the conversation. “I’m not forgiving him.”

“Hey, man.” Joshua moved Vernon’s headphones off his one ear, catching his attention. “Haven’t you tried…just talking to Y/N?”

Vernon let out a deep sigh as he turned to face him, rolling his shoulders back as he mulled the idea over. “What’s the point? We just end up fighting either way.”

“Yeah, but try actually talking to her. Nicely.”

Vernon’s eyebrows furrowed. “How do you do that?”

“Boy.” Joshua pushed Vernon’s forehead with a finger, shaking his head disapprovingly. “How did you even start dating her in the first place? Be nice. Ask questions. Sound interested. It’s not that difficult, Non.”

Vernon had to begrudgingly admit that a part of him did want to speak with you without a fight. He was longing to experience the kind of conversations you had shared with him before, splitting open your heart and baring your soul to one another without fear of judgement. Conversations long forgotten by now.

“I’ll talk to her.” Vernon promised Joshua, moving his headphones back and returning to his laptop. “Don’t worry.”

Joshua nodded, glancing over at Chan, who shot him a knowing look, pointing his chin towards the bunk beds, where you were sitting, blissfully unaware of the conversation that had just taken place.

“Hey.”

You looked up to find Vernon staring down at you from his spot on the bunk ladder, hands clutching the rails as he balanced himself on the third rung.

You greeted him with a noncommittal grunt, hoping he’d leave you alone. The amount of tour photos still to be edited on your laptop was overwhelming, and you were in no mood to fight him today.

“Whatcha doing?” Vernon followed up with a question, rocking back and forth on the spot, a lazy drawl in his voice.

You raised an eyebrow, intrigued by his sudden interest. “Editing your photos.”

He leaned down for a better look. “They look good.”

“No.” You sighed, your shoulders sagging a bit at your words. “The colors are off, and the saturation- I can’t get the lighting to behave.” Waving vaguely around the photo where his face was, you sighed again. “It’s not doing you any justice.”

“Are you saying I look good in person?”

Yes. But you’d never admit that. Coughing as you tried to save face, you shot him a heavy side eye. “No, I’m saying it makes you look uglier than you actually are.”

“You still fucked this ugly person.”

“A stupid teenage mistake I’ll never make again.”

He fixed you with a withering stare.

“Are you done now?” You asked, moving your eyes back on your work. “You should leave, unless you want me to release these with you looking ugly.”

Vernon hopped off the ladder, muttering something about why he even bothered trying in the first place.

“Hey.” Joshua invaded your space next, poking his head into your bunk. “I saw you talking to Vernon.” A meddling smile crossed his face when you swore under your breath.

“Nothing special, Josh.” You pushed his head away from your laptop. “Stop trying to stir the pot.”

Ignoring your statement, he continued. “How was it?”

“The conversation? Bland.” You grimaced. “Vernon? Same old, same old.”

Joshua frowned. “Meaning…what exactly?”

“Same inflated ego, same dumb face.” You looked up from your laptop once again. “Look. I really need to get this done. So-”

“I got it.” Joshua squeezed your hand before climbing back down, an amused smile on his face the entire time. “Just play nice, alright?”

Rolling your eyes at his comment, you returned to stare at Vernon’s picture, hating how perfect the universe had allowed him to be.

The air was biting and cold as you stepped off the tour bus for the first time in eight hours. Placing down your bags to stretch your legs, you contemplated whether or not it was really worth it to spend a night off the tour bus if it meant rooming with Vernon.

Both Joshua and Chan had insisted it was the only sleeping arrangement that would make sense.

“I am not sleeping on the couch.” Vernon announced as you both stepped into the hotel room.

Throwing your bags on the floor, you let out a guffaw. “You’ve got another thing coming if you think I’m sleeping on the couch.”

“I don’t care where you sleep as long as it’s not next to me. Also, I’m showering first.”

You looked up from your bags to see him sporting a shit-eating grin, already making his way to the bathroom and locking the door behind him.

“Bitch!” You yelled after him, growing more annoyed when you heard him laugh behind the door.

“How original.” He called back, the sound of the shower turning on reaching your ears. “Don’t try and peek.”

You scoffed, setting your things on the countertop. “I’m not stupid enough to blind myself.”

“Bitch.”

“Who’s unoriginal now?”

Cringe pooled into your stomach as you replayed the immature spat you just had with him.

Joshua’s words from the previous night echoed in your mind as you listened to the sounds of Vernon showering, mindlessly unpacking your bags for the night. You’re both adults now. Just talk it out. Play nice.

Perhaps he had a point about the two of you being adults now.

“Y/N!”

The sound of your name coming from his mouth jolted you out of your sudden epiphany. Turning, you spotted a dripping arm poking out from the bathroom, the door opened to a crack.

“I forgot to grab my clothes.” Vernon mumbled, his ears pink as he poked his head out, eyes pleading with you. “Can you-”

Play nice. Fighting everything in you to not laugh, you nodded, moving over to his suitcase to pull out his clothes, pointedly avoiding eye contact as you handed it to him.

A snort escaped you as the bathroom door slammed shut.

A thoroughly embarrassed Vernon stepped out a few minutes later, his hair dripping water onto the carpet, his eyes cast downwards as he made his way to the work desk in the corner, setting up his laptop and the various pieces of equipment he used to produce.

“I can hear you laughing.” He mumbled as he sat down.

Your shoulders shook with the effort to keep quiet. “I’m not laughing.”

“I can see your shoulders shaking.”

Pulling a chair to sit a few ways away from him, you watched as he began to work, the sight bringing back old memories you thought you had forgotten. Watching him produce late into the night as you laid in bed, the dimmed lights of his laptop keeping you company.

“What are you working on?” Your voice was soft, quiet, gentle. An olive branch.

Vernon moved his headphones to the side, glancing at you before returning attention to his multicolored launchpad. “Music.” He restrained himself from adding the duh he knew was unnecessary.

“New song?” You leaned in for a closer look.

Vernon’s lips twitched, knowing full well you couldn’t understand what you were looking at. “Old one. Wrote it a couple months before we graduated high school.”

You hummed. “Can I hear it?”

He seemed surprised at your request, his fingers pausing as they hovered over his mouse. “Sure.”

With trembling hands, he removed his headphones to place them on you, adjusting them until they fit snugly over your ears.

You got something to say? Why don't you speak it out loud Instead of living in your head? It's always the same Why don't you take your heart out Instead of living in your head? It's just you and I tonight Why don't you figure my heart out? It's just you and I tonight Why don't you figure my heart out?

Vernon’s voice dripped like liquid gold into your ears as you sat and listened, entranced by the melody and taken aback by how nostalgic the music was. This was the Vernon you had known. None of the current rockstar bravado you had seen him display onstage. The Vernon singing in your ears was the same Vernon you had fallen in love with, baggy jeans, unkempt hair, a knack for telling bad jokes. This was Hansol.

The music ended as you faced him, catching him staring at you already.

Vernon had always loved watching you absorb his music.

“Heart out is special.” He mumbled, knowing the words wouldn’t be heard by you. “Wrote it about you.”

The idea had sparked within him one night, after realizing that maybe he just wasn’t a man of many words. How he longed for you to just take apart his heart and understand him that way.

“Hansol-” You started, taking off the headphones and placing them on the desk in front of you. “We need to talk.”

He nodded. “I-” I still love you. The words caught in his throat.

“I’ve been thinking about what Joshua said. About us being adults now.” The words spilled from your mouth as you finally bit the bullet. “He’s right. We’ve been bickering like children when we should just talk it out. Talk it out, and then we can both move on. Leave the past in the past. Walk separate ways.”

There was something about the way he was looking at you that made your heart putter to a stop. “But I don’t want to walk separate ways.”

“What?”

His eyes met yours as he repeated himself. “I don’t want to walk separate ways. I want to walk together.”

Rage coursed through you as you stared at him, appalled by how simple he was making it out to be. “You can’t say that.” You blurted out, standing up and pointing a finger at him. “You have no right to say that.”

“Y/N-”

“No.” You cut him off, your tone hard, feeling your eyes well up with sudden tears. “You have no right to say that. Not when you were the one who was cruel.”

“I wasn’t-” He protested once more, only to be cut off by you again.

“You broke up with me.” You reminded him, your voice holding a steely edge. “Over text. And then you blocked me with no explanation. You made me suffer for months before we graduated- and then you just left!” A stunned laugh escaped you as you relieved your past together. “You have no right to ask for more.”

“Y/N, please.” Vernon grabbed your hands, clutching them tightly in his. “I- I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“Why did you break up with me?” You asked, a question that had been killing you all these years, rotting away as it sat, unanswered.

Vernon opened his mouth and nothing came out. He closed it and looked away.

“Of course.” Something between a sob and a laugh echoed from your lips as you pulled your hands away. “You haven’t changed at all, Hansol.”

Vernon watched you walk away, walking into the bathroom and shutting the door behind you. He picked up his headphones and continued to work, ignoring the ache in his chest as the music blurred before him, fresh tears clouding his sight. Vernon knew you were right. He hadn’t changed. All these years and he was still a coward, owning a heart filled with a hundred things to say to you but a mouth that refused to help.

Vernon couldn’t help but look your way as his concert progressed into the night, sneaking glances towards your section as he plastered a look on his face that he hoped passed as ‘chill.’

He hated how your camera seemed to be pointed everywhere except at him.

Although Vernon would never admit it, he could still remember all the times he had been the focus of your shots, smiling at him from behind your camera as you chided him to stay still. His insecure teenage self had always hated being the center of attention, but now that he had grown and learned what it was like to lose you, he found himself missing once being your muse.

Perhaps it was time for him to speak out, he thought, as he watched your eyes flitter across the crowd.

Why don't you speak it out loud Instead of living in your head?

A sickening pang landed in his stomach as he lowered his microphone, his own advice seering through the front of his mind.

He had to tell you that you had never stopped being his.

The tour bus reeked of alcohol and puffs of weed as the band relaxed after their last show. Declining to drink, you sat next to Chan, keeping a watchful eye on the group as their designated sober friend.

You hated how painfully aware you were that Vernon was missing. It was a habit you still couldn’t kick -- how you still seemed to be hot wired to notice him first, even in a crowded room.

“Y/N.” Joshua poked your ribs to catch your attention. “Vernon’s looking for you.”

Frowning, you scooched away from him to avoid the liquid that was sloshing dangerous from his cup. “Why?”

He shrugged. “He’s waiting outside.”

You found him sitting on the curb, a few meters away from the bus, scuffing his feet against the gray asphalt. An empty can of beer sat by his side.

“Hansol.” You could tell from his composure that he was drunk. “Let’s go inside.” Walking closer, you tried pulling him up by his arm, failing as he continued to sit.

Vernon let out an unintelligible grunt.

“Hansol.” You repeated, suddenly getting a strong sense of deja vu. “We’re not children anymore, Han. I can’t keep picking you up each time you crash out.”

He looked up at you with red eyes, an all too familiar pout on his face. “Y/N.”

“Hansol.”

“Remember how we used to play two truths and a lie?” He suddenly asked, echoing the countless times the two of you had played the game for fun. “We never finished.”

“What?” Your throat suddenly felt awfully dry as you recalled the instance he was referring to. That one time you guys had played, just a few days before your break up.

“We got interrupted halfway by my mom. I never got my turn.” He frowned when he realized you were still standing, your hand gripping his arm as yours dangled loosely by your side. “Sit down, let’s play.”

“You’re drunk, Hansol.” You reminded him.

Shaking his head, he insisted once more. “Let me finish.”

There was nothing you could do but humor him, and you had to admit, you were curious as well.

Vernon exhaled loudly before speaking, his breath hitting the air in wisps of smoke. “Okay. Two truths and a lie.”

You looked down at your intertwined hands.

“I broke up with you because I didn’t love you anymore. I never actually wanted to be a rockstar, not initially at least. And-” He paused, breathing deeply once more. “I’m still in love with you.”

You felt your lungs constrict and explode.

“You’re drunk.” Standing up, you pried your hands apart, throwing his back into his lap.

Vernon nodded, his eyes unfocused as he stared at some spot on your jeans. “Guess.”

“Hansol.” Your tone sterned, knowing he was a few seconds away from passing out or throwing up. “Vernon.”

Maybe you were the one who felt like throwing up.

Because you knew none of the things he just told you could possibly be true.

Vernon knew he had done something wrong when he woke up with a splitting headache, his ears ringing as he rolled out of bed. He had barely regained his bearings before Chan barged in, pulling the curtain that separated his bunk from the world apart.

“Vernon, Y/N’s leaving.”

A lighting bolt shot through his spine. “What?”

“She told Joshua she can’t do it anymore. Something about having enough photos for tour posts already, so she’s leaving.” Chan stared down his disheveled friend, shaking his head. “What did you even say to her last night?”

“What?”

“She came back looking like she wanted to hurl.”

“I need to go.” Vernon stood up, stumbling to put on his shoes as he unplugged his phone from the charger.

Chan wordlessly pointed him towards your direction.

“Y/N!” Vernon scrambled out of the bus, missing the last two steps down entirely as he ran to catch up with you.

“Hansol-”

“I love you.” He panted out, the words escaping him like a breath of fresh air.

The rejecting words you had been meaning to say caught in your mouth, slipping back down your throat and choking you. “What?”

“I love you. I always have.” He pulled your bags out of your hands. “Please don’t leave, I just got you back.”

“Hansol, I-”

He held up a hand, a wordless request to let him finish. “Let me tell you something I should’ve said years ago, please. Without the games this time. I love you. Hell, I never stopped. I broke up with you because-” He paused.

You half expected him to bail again. To let history repeat itself.

“Because I was scared.” He finished, and you felt your lungs begin to work again. “I was being a stupid teenager who felt the touch of a real lover and got spooked. You were so fucking real and it terrified me.”

“Why didn’t you say anything before?”

Vernon averted his eyes at your question, chewing at his bottom lip as he thought. “I guess the longer I stayed away the easier it was.” He let out a dry laugh. “You were already so perfect in my memories I didn’t want to risk erasing that by trying again and failing.”

“Why now?” You could feel your chin quivering as tears gathered, awaiting his answer.

“I don’t want you to leave.” He stated simply. You used to hate the fact that Hansol was a simple man, thinking it meant he could never care for you in that deep and encroaching way you wanted.

“You wouldn’t have failed.” You told him, because in your life it had only ever been him. “And I was never perfect.”

“You were to me.” Vernon held out his hand, a wordless request to try again. “You still are.”

You took it with no hesitation, because now, you knew simplicity was just his way of life. And to Vernon, loving you was the simplest thing to do in the world.

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blissfullybubblez · 8 months ago

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liv3laughlev · 9 months ago

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ROOMMATES ch. 1 // ★.⁗☁️⚬☆

content warnings: unrealistic dormitory.. there’s no way this would happen irl 😭

author’s note: i’m gonna miss the old men from the og but i wanted to try to include some newer characters 😵‍💫 also i feel like i should specify that this is written with a fem reader 😭 mostly just for the plot lmao— also this is so bad for the first chapter i promise it’ll get better i was just trying to get all the men introduced 🌚🙏🏼

masterlist !!

“do you promise to be safe? you’ll be in a dormitory with a bunch of men, and you don’t even know if they’re safe to be around!” your dad said with a worried expression as he helped you pack the last of your bags.

“i’ll be okay.. i mean it. i packed all the protective equipment you bought me. and i will call you if something happens..” you explained, placing a hand on his shoulder as you looked at him sweetly.

he sighed shakily, looking at you lovingly. “i trust you, honey.. just be careful. and visit me when you can, okay?” he asked as he guided you to the driver’s seat of your car, opening the door for you. “i love you, hon..” he said softly as he hugged you tightly, a soft sigh leaving his lips as you hugged him back.

“i love you too, dad.. i’ll call you tonight, okay?” you smiled a little before getting into your car and buckling up, waving goodbye before you drove off.

today was going to be the day you moved into the dormitory at the university you were going to be attending for the next few years. it was going to be the first day of the semester in a couple days and you needed to be unpacked and ready for the day. there wasn’t any dorms available except one room in one of the group dormitories. six rooms, which you were taking the last one. but you had learned that you were going to share the place with five men. you were told that you’d be able to move to a different dorm once there were more openings.

staying home wasn’t much of an option because the university you were going to be attending was an hour away and you had a couple classes every day so you’d likely be completely drained by the end of the day. you’d rather take this than the other option.

you had pulled into the parking lot and made your way up the steps, finding the door to your new home for the next couple months. you took out your key and unlocked the door, opening the door.

you had immediately met eyes with a blonde guy, cleaning supplies in his hands. his eyes lit up a bit and he quickly put away the supplies before he went to you. “you’re our new roommate, yes?” he asked, holding out his hand for you to shake.

you nodded and shook his hand. “yeah..” you spoke, telling him your name.

“that’s a really pretty name!” he said sweetly. “i’m thoma, i think itto is in the kitchen but everyone else aren’t as social so they’re off doing their own things..” thoma explained. a taller guy came out of the kitchen as thoma spoke to you, a little grin on his face and a lollipop in his mouth.

“hi! i couldn’t help but overhear your little chat with thoma and decided to come and say hello.. i’m itto!” itto said as he wrapped an arm around thoma, his muscles contracting a little.

“it’s nice to meet you two.. there’s six of us total, right?” you asked, looking at the two with a gentle expression that had them glancing at each other knowingly and clearing their throats.

“yeah.. there’s me, itto, diluc, alhaitham, and xiao.. you might have a harder time getting to officially meet xiao especially since he usually sticks to staying in his room.” thoma said softly. “by the way, do you need any help with getting your bags inside or unpacking?” he asked.

you smiled. “you don’t have to.. you only just met me i couldn’t ask you to help..” you said sweetly, noticing the way thoma smiled back.

“it’s okay, really.. right, itto?” thoma chuckled, lightly patting itto on the shoulder.

itto nodded. “yeah! we’ll help! which car is yours?” he asked as he went to put on his shoes, thoma following.

you told them what car was yours and watched as they went out to go get your stuff. now you were alone, and part of you got curious about what the rest of the dormitory looked like. you went down the hallway, seeing a couple doors with names on them. the first one you saw must’ve been thoma’s room, his name written on it messily along with a cute but pretty bad drawing of him. you chuckled a little before moving on. most of the names you saw you recognized but haven’t met any of the people yet. it wasn’t long before you saw itto’s door. and then it clicked. he was the one who made all the nameplates. his had things like “me” “the one and oni” stuff like that along with a drawing of him with his muscles out. it was cute!

the next door you saw didn’t have a nameplate yet, it was the only one missing one. you suddenly heard someone open a door and you turned to meet eyes with a man with red hair. he came out of the room with the “diluc” nameplate.

“hi..” you spoke softly. he was so pretty to you, his long hair resting on his shoulders. you could honestly stare at this man for hours if given the chance.

“hello.. i heard someone was moving in, that’s you i’d guess?” he asked, walking over to you.

“yes that’d be me..” you said before introducing yourself. “and you’re.. diluc?” you asked, glancing at the sign again.

“correct..” he confirmed. there was a brief moment of silence between you two before he finally cleared his throat. “i have business to attend to now.. so i’ll see you at dinner later.” diluc spoke, nodding his head when you waved bye. you watched as he walked away, faintly hearing the door to the dormitory open and shut.

before you could really do anything else you heard the front door open and close once more, thoma and itto coming down the hall with all your boxes in hand.

“oh guys— you didn’t have to grab them all in one sitting!” you said in surprise as itto managed to open the door to your new room.

“it’s okay! this counts as my daily workout!” he grinned as he stepped inside and placed down all the boxes he was carrying carefully.

thoma chuckled as he placed down the boxes he held as well. his face was a little flushed from carrying so many boxes, but he didn’t seem to care. “yeah it’s okay, really! let us know if you need any help with anything else, alright?” he smiled.

you smiled a little, a sigh leaving your lips. “thanks you guys.. i will.” you said before guiding them out of your room, waving goodbye before you closed the door.

itto glanced over at thoma with a grin as they went down the hall together. “you like them.” he teased.

thoma’s eyes widened a little in surprise. “what?! what makes you think that?” he asked, clearing his throat a bit.

itto raised an eyebrow. “all you talked about on the way to the car and back was how cool they seemed and how excited you were that they were moving in!” he laughed.

thoma’s face reddened a little, crossing his arms as he sat on the couch in the common area. “i guess i’ll like them a little.. but don’t tell anyone please. i don’t want to scare them off, alright?” he said as itto plopped next to him, resting his legs over thoma’s lap.

“i solemnly swear to keep my mouth shut, and if not i’ll buy you all the snacks you want!” itto grinned, holding up a hand while the other rested on his chest.

thoma let out a sigh of relief. “thanks, itto.. i really do appreciate it..” he said with a gentle smile.

back to you— you were unpacking in your room when you heard a knock on your door. you opened the door and met eyes with a guy with grey hair, his eyes sharp as he looked down at you.

“hello..” you muttered softly, your eyes flickering to take in his appearance. he was tall, built similar to itto. you honestly had no clue how you were supposed to handle yourself in a home full of attractive men.

“hello.. you’re (name) i’ve heard?” he asked, crossing his arms while he looked down at you with a gaze that almost seemed like he was reading you. “thought so..” he spoke when you nodded. “i’m alhaitham.” he introduced himself.

“it’s nice to meet you, alhaitham..” you smiled a bit, noticing the hint of surprise in his eyes. he didn’t really think you’d show any kindness to him, especially since he was just a stranger you happened to live a couple feet away from.

“yeah.. anyway, see you..” he muttered, walking away to his room as you waved.

you thought he was strange, but you guessed it was just him being antisocial. you didn’t think much of it and went back into your room, shutting the door behind you.

hours passed and it was now night. you had just finished your shower, walking out of one of the bathrooms. from what you knew everyone was already asleep, but to your surprise you saw someone you hadn’t met yet leaving a room.

“oh— hello..” you spoke softly, gaining his attention. he glared at you sharply, scaring you just a little. he was cute, not too tall compared to the other guys. “i don’t think i met you yet..” you spoke as you glanced at the nameplate on his door. “xiao,” it read. “you’re xiao, yes?” you asked sweetly. he only nodded in response. “well it’s nice to meet you, xiao..” you said as you smiled.

“yeah.. you too.” he grumbled. he couldn’t really hold eye contact with you, turning his head away from you. you could see a hint of pink on the tips of his ears. cute, he was blushing.

“i’m going to head to bed for the night, but i hope to catch you tomorrow..” you smiled once more as you waved, heading to your door.

“yeah, night..” he murmured, your gaze on him disappearing as you closed yourself into your bedroom.

he sighed a little, glancing at your door which now had your own nameplate, your name written messily on it with a cute doodle of you that itto made.

“hm..” was all he muttered before heading back into his room.

#lev.com☁️#dividers by cafekitsune #genshin impact x reader #xiao x reader #xiao genshin impact #arataki itto genshin impact #arataki itto x reader #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham genshin impact #thoma x reader #thoma genshin impact #diluc x reader #diluc genshin impact

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dismaltouch · 2 years ago

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❝ okay. we don't have to talk about it tonight . . . but we should talk about it at some point. ❞ he was clearly going through something, and while she wanted to know what had truly happened, she knew she wasn't going to get any answers that night. for once in her life, she decided against pushing for what she wanted and instead focused on what she could do for gabriel. hands settled gently against either side of the male's neck as he leaned in for a tender kiss, allowed herself to relax into it almost instantly.

❝ i know, you won't . i'd rather just not talk about it ❞ in fact, he'd rather not talk at all . his gaze never left hers . what better way to forget about pain than to replace it with pleasure ? a hand cups her face as he listens for a gentle kiss , testing the waters .

#fawncrest #* ☁️ ⸰ 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭 ↪ kiara ramos.#thread: kiara & gabriel.#she has like NOTHING for kissing gifs in her packs eorjtret #i'm dling another movie of hers and hoping for some content #i will reply to our other 2 threads later ! my muse for ph*ebe and j*ckson are a lil low this afternoon !!

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yeonzzzn · 1 year ago

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☁️sweet venom (literally): jungwon

a you complete me series: four / seven

pairing: jungwon x afab!reader

word count: 1.6k

synopsis: spending a lazy night with wonnie until he craves your blood and you crave eternity…

genre: established relationship, vampire!jungwon

warnings: mentions of blood, and super cute wonnie ♡

a/n: tried a little something different with this one!

p1: vampires bleeding mlist

Jungwon laid his head in your lap scrolling through his phone while you had your nose in a book.

You enjoyed nights like this, laying on the couch with your soulmate while reading a good book as he naps or watches TV or even reads with you. It was always so perfect.

The living room was quiet so you nearly jumped ten feet in the air through the roof of your shared apartment ceiling when Jungwon released a loud gasp from his lips.

“Goddamnit Won,” you slapped your book to his abdomen, “You scared me!”

Jungwon smiled cutely at you, “I’m sorry my love, but Heeseung and __ are back from their trip.”

You sighed, “That’s good, why is that such a gasping moment?” You understood how close the boys were, so obviously Wonnie would be excited to have his oldest brother back in town, but you don’t get why it was as big of a deal, “Are you texting them?”

Jungwon nodded, tilting his phone up to you, “Read the group chat.”

You glanced over at his phone, reading the messages.

Jungwon giggles and brings his phone back to himself, his thumbs typing away.

Your phone was sitting on the coffee table and you’d have to make Jungwon move just to grab it.

“Tell them I said congrats,” you said, tapping your book to his forehead.

“I already did, my love.” he said, waving the book out of his face, “They are going to have a summer wedding!”

You closed the book, tossing it to the coffee table, “A summer wedding would be perfect for them.”

Jungwon agreed, tossing his phone onto the table next to yours.

He sat up, wrapping his arm around you pulling you to him, “Pretty sure the main cause of their engagement is the council probably told Heeseung he needed to marry __ for her to have any say in important matters.”

You looked up at him confused, “Why would that have to happen? Didn’t she automatically become queen when they bonded?”

Jungwon nodded, remembering seeing that line of fate whip around his hyung and __ tying them together after defeating Dorian.

He thought the feeling of being in a pack with the king himself was a strong feeling, but it was nothing to the feeling after he bonded with his queen.

“From what I am assuming is that one of the first kings probably made it a rule, probably to keep the queen, or even another king, from using the vampire king in some way.”

You blinked, even more confused than before, “How would the queen, or king, use the vampire king? Wouldn’t they be bonded?”

Jungwon shrugged, “Maybe the first king wasn’t bonded to his queen?”

It made more sense after thinking of it in that way, the first king probably wasn’t bonded to his queen. He probably loved her and she used that to her advantage until he caught along.

Either way, you knew Heeseung and __ would rule the vampire world perfectly together. They are soulmates after all.

“Anyway!” Jungwon said cutely, squeezing you tightly, “Should we start planning our outfits for their wedding? We can wear matching ones!”

You nodded, smiling so wide at your mate. Watching him as he throws out every outfit idea possible.

The more you listened to him talk, the more your thoughts took you in another direction.

You’ve been bonded to Jungwon for quite some time, yet you’re still just a human.

Jungwon always said after everything with Dorian was taken care of that it’ll finally be the perfect time to turn you.

But when would that perfect time be?

Jungwon has to be careful with you. Whether it’s kissing, cuddling, hugging you, or gently pressing you down onto your shared bed while he carefully hovers above you gently touching you.

If you were a vampire too, he wouldn’t have to treat you like a glass doll.

“Y/N?” Jungwon called to you, waving a hand in your face, your attention coming back to reality. “Y/N? Baby? What’s wrong?”

You softly smiled, “Nothing, I just zoned out.”

Jungwon, cupped your face in his hands, “You’re really cute when you zone out.”

You giggled, rolling your eyes at him, “Wonnie, my eyes were probably all crossed.”

He tried to hide his smile by shaking his head, “No, they weren’t.”

You shoved him, “You’re a liar Wonnie!”

Jungwon finally let his beautiful smile show, giving the tip of your nose a soft kiss.

“I love you.” He said, placing his forehead against yours.

“I love you too, Wonnie.”

Jungwon placed his lips to yours, his thumbs rubbing gently on your cheeks.

Jungwon’s heart rate was increasing sitting this close to you…the smell of your blood through your body made him dizzy. He wanted to drink from you.

After the night of your first date when he got the taste of your blood on his tongue, he craved it even more.

Drinking from the blood bags wasn’t enough anymore, it got him by, but it wasn’t the same.

Jungwon has wanted to ask to drink from you again but was way too scared to. Mostly now that the rest of the pack isn’t around to stop him in case…he loses control.

You trusted him, he knows you do. But the last thing Jungwon wants to happen is to drink too much and he loses you.

He wouldn’t be able to live if he lost you.

Normally being this close to you never bothered Jungwon, there’s only been a few times when the smell of your blood got to him. But most of the time he was able to control it. But tonight was hard.

Jungwon deepened the kiss, his hand sliding down to cup your neck gently. He was already starting to lose control.

You felt Jungwon’s fangs poke your bottom lip, slightly scaring you.

You released your lips from his, slightly pulling back, “Won?”

Jungwon looks up at you, his crimson eyes glowing, fangs peeking out from his top lips, not fully retracted yet.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered, “I’ll go grab a blood bag and take a walk to calm down.”

He started to stand up, but you pulled him back, “Wonnie,” He softly looked at you, his chest rising and falling, “Just drink from me.”

Jungwon’s heart rate sped up, shaking his head quickly, “No. Not happening.”

“Why not?”

“No one else is here to help keep me in check,” Jungwon admitted, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Jungwon,” you cupped his face with your hands, “I trust you.”

You backed away from him, tilting your head and sliding your shirt down to your shoulder, neck fully exposed.

Jungwon’s fangs completely retracted, his breathing becoming uneven.

“Baby…I-“

“Just do it, please.” You interrupted him.

Without a second thought, Jungwon’s fangs were attached to your neck, breaking the skin.

You gasped at the sudden puncture. Feeling his lips and tongue on your skin, taking in your blood.

Jungwon placed his hand on the other side of your neck, the other tearing your shirt apart, giving him even more access to your bare neck.

You wrapped your arms around him, hands playing in his hair as he continued to feed from you.

Jungwon was in heaven. Absolute pure bliss. The high ones feel from smoking weed, is the same feeling he gets from drinking your blood. All he wanted to do was chase this high even more.

“Wonnie,” you softly breathed out, “I’m starting to get dizzy.”

Jungwon didn’t want to stop but knew he had to. Right when he was fixing to release his fangs, your voice stopped him.

“Turn…me…” you carefully whispered, head so dizzy you could barely make out the words, “Keep…me forever.”

Jungwon never thought you’d ask.

He’s been wanting to wait until it was a perfect time and moment, but what better moment than right now while he already has his fangs deep in your neck?

“It’ll sting, baby,” he said in your neck, taking more of your blood down his throat before pushing his fangs in deeper, the venom releasing from them.

You gripped onto his shirt, your whole body burning from feeling his venom, oh his sweet venom, travel through your bloodstream.

Jungwon released his fangs from your neck, your blood dripping from his lips and onto his shirt.

His hands held you tightly and your body went through the motions.

You figured his venom soaring through your body would be painful, you’ve seen enough vampire movies to know that the venom isn’t a walk in the park.

You kept gasping for air, and pulling at Jungwon even tighter.

“Shhh baby, it’s okay, I am right here. It’s almost over, I promise.”

You felt your K9’s coming to a sharp point, poking your bottom lip.

Then everything all at once fell quiet. Your body stopped hurting but damn you had a massive headache. You felt the holes that were once in your neck from Jungwon were now closed up, not a scar in sight.

You slowly open your eyes, Jungwon being the first thing you see.

Jungwon smiled at you, seeing your now crimson eyes glowing back at him, “How do you feel baby?”

You softly scoffed, “My head hurts, and I’m hungry.”

Jungwon chuckled, cupping your face with his hands, “I’ll get you some blood bags, okay?”

You nodded, observing your mate as he walked to the kitchen, grabbing a couple of blood bags from the fridge.

“Wonnie?” You called for him, he glanced over at you from the kitchen, the bags in his hands, “I think you need to change your clothes and clean your face.” You circled your finger over your lips.

Jungwon chuckled again, looking down at the blood on his shirt, “Yeah I’ll go change.”

Jungwon set the bags down on the counter beside the sink, running the water and splashing his face, your blood washing down the drain.

He quickly made his way to you, handing you the bags, “I’m going to change my clothes and I’ll be right back. Drink but do it slowly, okay?”

You nodded.

Jungwon placed a kiss on your forehead before running off to your shared room and returning to you within seconds.

“You’ll have to teach me how to run that fast.” You said, placing the blood bag to your lips, and taking it all in.

Jungwon pulled your hair behind your ears, “The only thing I’ll need to teach you is control, and even then I have full faith in you.”

You felt different, brand new. Like you could take on the entire world.

“Well, we now officially have eternity to figure it out.” you smiled at him.

“Yes baby,” Jungwon whispered, placing his lips to your nose, “All of eternity.”

#wonnie #yang jungwon #jungwon x reader #reader x jungwon #enhypen #enhypen x reader #reader x enhypen #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fanfic #enhypen imagines #enhypen scenarios #established relationship #youcompleteme #yeonzzzn writing

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reallyromealone · 2 years ago

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Someone asked for a part 2 of the reader pretending to be an alpha and Bonten finds out so here it is

🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷☁️🩷(name) was very well cared for during his heat, each man claiming a scent gland and (name) marking them up-- well his Omega did.

They ended up moving him to one of their fancier residences, his items (save for furniture) put into a room in boxes and the omega was put in a pretty cage of Bontens making.

He was their Omega now.

No need for him to do Bonten business anymore.

They watched as (name) made his nest post heat, feral and very aware he was not in his home.

(Name) made a very good nest, the Bonten men giving the slightly hostile Omega items to nest with "fucks sake!" Rindō hissed when he got too close to the best, (name) swiping at him "don't get close to a feral omegas nest, mate or not" takeomi said lazily and went to go leave but was stopped by a heartbreaking whine "so we can't leave but we will die if we go into his nest? Great" Koko grumbled, having an Omega was fucking work...

But he looked so precious when they gave him food, chirping as he ate.

"So what are we going to do once he's back?" Kakucho asked and Mikey sighed "strip him of his Bonten title and keep him as our Omega" be said cooly "he's also house bound as punishment for lying" he was their mate after all and they weren't going to hurt him.

Not like that.

It took two days for (name) to come back and the look of confused horror on his face when he looked at the alphas around him in a place he didn't recognize and the scent of fear and pure distress filled the room "we have much to talk about Omega" Ran said calmly and (name) was very tense but noticed... They didn't enter his nest.

(Name) was in survival mode, he knew what these men could do and what would happen if he threw a fit "what do you want" (name) sat up and watched them intently "well we already got what we wanted per say... But we have questions"

"...fine" (name) could feel the bond marks and knew there wasn't much else he could do in this situation.

He was naked surrounded by the most dangerous men in Asia in a place he didn't know.

The odds didn't even exist at this point.

"Why did you do it?"

"When one sees an opportunity, do they not take it?"

"Opportunity for what?"

"Power"

The men looked at (name) seriously "I knew if I was in Bonten people wouldn't dare to fuck with me" (name) said "even if I had to pretend to be an alpha, it gave me power and money..."

"I wasn't expecting to catch your eyes, really I was just trying to keep my head down but... Apparently I did too good at my job" (name) laughed without a drop of humour "and look where this got me"

"Mated to the most powerful men in Japan"

"I refuse to be a pack of alphas sex toy" (name) seethed and Mochi chuckled "oh darling, we had been planning on courting you even if you were an alpha, you just made it easier"

"...what"

"You really think you got those good jobs soley on skill? Yes you were talented at your job but..." (Name) fisted his hands in anger, feeling anger rush through his veins "you are our mate now, you are stripped from your title in Bonten"

"And since we are such kind mates" Sanzu said gently tracing (name)s face "you're on house arrest till we feel you deserve freedom"

(Name) knew they intended to keep him here, keep him in a cage.

"I have conditions... If I am going to be your mate" Sanzu scoffed but Mikey halted him, wanting (name) to continue "only me." (Name) said "and if I say no, it's no"

"That's a reasonable request"

"And we do...things... When I'm ready"

"We did plenty all-" Takeomi was silenced by Koko "we can agree to those terms, welcome to the pack babydoll"

(Name) was ready to slap those smug faces.

#tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers x male reader #tokyo revengers fluff #male reader #bonten x reader #omegaverse #omega male reader

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clarkeyhill · 3 months ago

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☁️baby fever | George Clarke pt2

[you've been for your first scan since finding out, checking everything is okay. You get the all clear and now it's time to tell your friends and family]

You and George decide to announce it with your friends together, you were going to visit family to do it in person. It's a Friday and you've just left the hospital after seeing your midwife, with your baby pics in clutch.

"I'm so excited to tell everyone" George says looking at you with so much love in his eyes, "me too, shall we call to the supermarket on the way home and get nibbles?" You ask, you've decided to get everyone round to the flat to host a "games" night. "Yeah that's a good idea, I think we already have some left over drinks so we just need mixer for everyone" George replies back, you walk to Waitrose and grab a shopping trolley. Your feet feeling a little tender as you plod around the shop, grabbing picky bits to make a charcuterie board. Picking up things to give off slight hints, pink and blue cups & napkins and plates. George spots an item of baby clothing on your way to pay, "we need this" you turn around as he holds up a white sleep suit with nothing on, you look at him confused. "It's plain baby?" You say to him, "yeah we can go to the printing shop next door and get someone to customise it for us" he says with a massive smile on his face, you can't help but smile ear to ear back at him in awe "alright, put it in the trolley" you say laughing.

You pay for the shopping as George packs it into the bags, carrying it out the store. You decide to take the shopping home and George would nip to the printing store whilst you made the boards for tonight. Even though you were 12 weeks along you were showing a lot, you opted for a flowy grey dress to hide the bump, until you needed to reveal it. You begin to make the boards as George plants a kiss on your forehead, on his way to the print store his idea is to get "Baby Clarke est 2025" printed on the front, simple but effective. You place a cloth over the kitchen table as you set out the nibbles for later, completing 2 boards and placing the coloured cups on the table beside. You take a minute to smile as you look down at your bump, you're in awe at how your life has panned out and you start to tear up.

George returns and you wipe your eyes, "woah, what's wrong?" He says concerned, "oh nothing baby, I'm just happy" you sniffle "and probably hormonal" you chuckle as he walks over to you embracing you in a soft warm hug, you both just take a minute to hold eachother before he reveals the sleep suit he got printed, he pulls it out of the bag and holds it up like the proud father to be with the biggest smile on his face "do you like it" he says as he looks at you, you say nothing as tears stream back down your face, you're choked up from the emotions you're feeling "aw baby, don't cry" he says looking at you "I'm just so happy George, in the beginning I was nervous, I didn't know how you'd take it and I was scared it would affect your career, but it's the exact opposite and I can't Thankyou enough for being supportive and just loving me and our baby unconditionally, I'm so glad I chose you Geo, you're my rock" you say holding back more tears as George's eyes start to water "I would've never been disappointed or angry about moving into a new chapter of life with you, this is a blessing in disguise and I'm thankful I get to share it with you; my whole life I've awaited for a life partner and that's exactly what you are, Thankyou for giving me a chance and loving my silly self, I love you baby" he walks over as he says those words and hugs you again. Time drawing short your wipe your eyes and get ready, you touch up your makeup where the tears had run and throw on your flowy dress. The times now 7pm and your friends start to turn up.

First up, Chris, Hill, Tv and Bach arrive, with beer on clutch as they hand you a bottle of rose they bought for you, even though now you can't drink it but George suspected they would fetch you something so he got a bottle of no alc rose whilst he was out, trying not to spoil the suprise before you announce it. "Hey guys thanks for coming" you embrace them all on a hug as you let them in. "I see y/n's been on the snack prep, George can't do hosting this good" hill says laughing. "Yeah can you tell?" You say closing the door, as you shuffle over to the kitchen, you let out a small groan as feet are still hurting slightly. You make the boys a drink as you have some fruit left over so you decide to make strawberry daiquiris from scratch, awaiting a few other friends to arrive. You pour out the cocktails as they boys set up a game of quiplash on the tv.

"Right I want you to try these and tell me what they're like, it's just left over strawberries I've blended into a daiquiri so nothing major" you take the tray of cocktails over and place it on the table. Chris takes a sip first "this is really nice y/n, are you not having one?" He questions as George looks up to you nervously "I thought I'd wait to see how they were before I tried one, you're my little guinea pigs" you laugh hiding the truth for the last time. The door knocks again and George answers it to save your feet, it's Will, Simon, Chip, Freezy and Becky. "Finally I'm not just going to be surrounded by testosterone all night!" You slide yourself off the sofa, struggling to get to your feet. The boys notice "you okay y/n?" Tv asks looking concerned "yeah I'm fine my feet are just a little sore from walking around today and preparing snacks" you like softly to him as you walk over to give everyone a hug. You hand them all the cocktail you made as you get ready to play your first game.

You all set your names, you spot George's in the corner of your eye as Daddy Clarke, you give him a subtle glare not to ruin the surprise as you begin the game. You finish playing after around an hour as you all snack on your charcuterie boards. It's around 9pm and you decide it's about time you announce it, you pull George to one side as everyone talks and listen to music and collect the sleep suit. The plan is to get everyone to close their eyes, and George will hold up the sleep suit and you will reveal your baby bump. George a little tipsy at this point, you emerge from the bedroom as he ticket it into the back of his jeans. He grabs a glass from the table and starts clinking on it, you sit down to not give a suspicion.

"Right everyone I just want to ask you all to do something for me, not in a weird way and I promise I'm not gonna do anything bad" everyone looks at him confused as do you to try and disguise it. "I want you to all close your eyes and I strictly mean no peeking" "why?" Everyone says in unison as they look confused "just do it and you'll see it's worth it" you wait for everyone to close their eyes before you stand up and join George, he pulls the sleep suit of of his jeans and holds it up with a smile ear to ear, you lift up your dress and slightly lower your leggings to un veil the bump, you look to him and smile as your heart races.

"Right okay, open your eyes in 3,2,1" everyone's eyes shoot open as you stand there holding your bump and George with the sleep suit. You start to tear up "we're pregnant!" You say nervously giggling "oh my god" everyone says in unison as they rush to hug you both, tears streaming down your face as the congratulations come flooding in. "So this is the reason you had to leave early the other day" Chris says as he looks over to George "yeah mate, sorry we lied to you down the phone we wanted to wait until we were in the clear at the scan" George replies to him "congrats mate,mom happy for you both, can't wait for a little clarkey to be bunning around the place" Chris laughs

You still watery eyed look at your boyfriend in awe as the boys rally round him, you sit down on the sofa as your feet feel like jelly. You heart feels warm as the nerves seep away, you even more excited for the next chapter because you have all the support from your friends. George walks over to sit beside you as you all prepare to play another game. "I love you" you say to him as you rest your head on his shoulder. "I love you too baby" he plants a kiss on your head.

🫶🏻pt 3 (last part) soon!

#george clarkey #george clarke #youtube

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alterpack-drivethru · 5 months ago

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"Hey, can i get a mcfuckin' uhhh... transharmful with a lotta transprogrammed packets?"

"Sorryyy we're out of those! We have an abundance of--"

🚗 _ ☁️☁️ ☁️

WELCOME TO THE ALTERPACK DRIVETHRU!!

This is a radqueer-ran alter pack blog, themed around that one post that described it like a drive thru with the employee wearing a transharmful pin. Well, now you can drive on by at 2 am for your fragment order and needs!

Our menu has plenty of source options, but unfortunately some (a lot) will be out of order if i dont know the source material very well! I will try to do plenty of sources though and put in our research!

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corporatecoinings · 2 months ago

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(Snowy) forest + wolf (or canine) themed ID pack

Crafted by Alaska's paws 🐺🐾 Header mask | /fleaseditstuff Divider | Made by Alaska (me) (I prefer it that only I use the divider.)

Names

Alaska ✦ Alder ✦ Alpha ✦ Alpine ✦ Arctic ✦ Ash ✦ Aspen ✦ Aura ✦ Aurora ✦ Avalanche ✦ Birch ✦ Blizzard ✦ Boreal/Borealis ✦ Boris ✦ Brutus ✦ Canine ✦ Cedar ✦ Cinder ✦ Colorado ✦ Comet ✦ Crecent ✦ Crystal ✦ Dakota ✦ Dawn ✦ Diamond ✦ Douglas ✦ Dusk/Dusky ✦ Ebony ✦ Eclipse ✦ Elm ✦ Everest ✦ Evergreen ✦ Fang ✦ Fawn ✦ Fenrir ✦ Fern ✦ Forest/Forrest ✦ Frost ✦ Frostine ✦ Glacier ✦ Gray ✦ Grove/Grover ✦ Howl ✦ Icecap ✦ Icicle ✦ Ivory/Ivy ✦ January ✦ Juniper ✦ Lixue ✦ Lumi ✦ Luna ✦ Maine ✦ Mist/Misty ✦ Miyuki ✦ Montana ✦ Moon ✦ Neve ✦ North ✦ Permafrost ✦ Pine ✦ Polar ✦ Polaris ✦ Redwood ✦ River ✦ Rocky ✦ Sable ✦ Siberia ✦ Silas ✦ Silver ✦ Sirius ✦ Smoke/Smokey ✦ Snowcap ✦ Snowfall ✦ Snowflake ✦ Snowstorm ✦ Spirit ✦ Spruce ✦ Storm ✦ Summit ✦ Sylvester ✦ Taiga ✦ Tempest ✦ Timber ✦ Tundra ✦ Twilight ✦ Valor ✦ Vega ✦ Vixen ✦ Wilder ✦ Winter ✦ Yukina ✦ Zeus

Pronouns

arctic/arctics ✦ arf/arfs ✦ bark/barks ✦ birch/birchs ✦ bite/bites ✦ bloom/blooms ✦ branch/branchs ✦ breeze/breezes ✦ breezy/breezys ✦ canine/canines ✦ chew/chews ✦ chill/chills ✦ chilly/chillys ✦ claw/claws ✦ cold/colds ✦ creek/creeks ✦ dark/darks ✦ fang/fangs ✦ fauna/faunas ✦ fern/ferns ✦ fir/firs ✦ flora/floras ✦ fluff/fluffs ✦ fluffy/fluffys ✦ forest/forests ✦ fur/furs ✦ growl/growls ✦ grr/grrs ✦ holly/hollys ✦ howl/howls ✦ leaf/leafs ✦ luna/lunas ✦ lunar/lunars ✦ moon/moons ✦ night/nights ✦ nocturn/nocturns ✦ nocturnal/nocturnals ✦ nox/noxs ✦ paw/paws ✦ pine/pines ✦ river/rivers ✦ ruff/ruffs ✦ sap/saps ✦ sapling/saplings ✦ shadow/shadows ✦ snow/snows ✦ snowflake/snowflakes ✦ spruce/spruces ✦ thorn/thorns ✦ timber/timbers ✦ tree/trees ✦ tundra/tundras ✦ wind/winds ✦ winter/winters ✦ wolf/wolfs ✦ wood/woods ✦ 🐺/🐺s ✦ 🐾/🐾s ✦ 🌲/🌲s ✦ 🌳/🌳s ✦ 🌿/🌿s ✦ 🍁/🍁s ✦ 🍂/🍂s ✦ 🍃/🍃s ✦ 🍄/🍄s ✦ 🪨/🪨s ✦ 🪵/🪵s ✦ 🌑/🌑s ✦ 🌒/🌒s ✦ 🌓/🌓s ✦ 🌔/🌔s ✦ 🌕/🌕s ✦ 🌖/🌖s ✦ 🌗/🌗s ✦ 🌘/🌘s ✦ 🌙/🌙s ✦ ⭐/⭐s ✦ ☁️/☁️s ✦ 🌨️/🌨️s ✦ ❄️/❄️s

Genders

Alonesnowaesic ✦ Auroralupincryin ✦ Fogforestic ✦ Forestgender ✦ Forestwolfgender ✦ Forestwolfsprintic ✦ Howlgender ✦ Neigean ✦ Nightforfulmoonic ✦ Northwolfic ✦ Noxlibic ✦ Redwoodgender ✦ Sillywolfic ✦ Snowfallgender ✦ Snowmoonlic ✦ Snowynightgender ✦ Starforestaesic ✦ Tundrawolfgender ✦ Wolfbitic ✦ Wolfforestic ✦ Wolfgender ✦ Wolfmoonbodiement ✦ Wolfmoonic ✦ Wolforigender ✦ Wolfpawic ✦ Wolfplushigender ✦ Wolfstarmoonic ✦ Wolfthing

Feel free to use this ID pack however you want. For hoarding labels, for figuring out your identity, for system members, so on and so forth.

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snowflake-bah · 1 day ago

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Ohohohoh so excited to see hunter x hunter on your whitelist !!!! Could we get a level 2 Killua pack w transIDs?! Thank you so much for the chance <3

౨ৎ PACK # 003 – killua fictive

of course !

thank you for the request ♡

sorry it took us a few days , we ' re currently busy with other things , apologies ! !

name ( s ) : killua , kiru , kai , lux , aspen , lumi , zero , zen , alex , xan , xavier , evans

pronouns : they / them , he / him , it / its , hy / hym , h☆ / h☆m , ze / zir , xe / xem , se / syr , light / lightning , shock / shocks , rot / rots , void / voids , kill / kills , mew / mews , nya / nyas , fang / fangs , bite / bites , sweet / sweets , candy / candys , ♡ / ♡s , 🤍 / 🤍s , ☁️ / ☁️s , 💤 / 💤s , 🔪 / 🔪s , 🐈‍⬛ / 🐈‍⬛s , 🍫 / 🍫s

age : 14 - 18

gender ( s ) : transmasc , non - binary , neoboy , catgender

orientation ( s ) : sapphilean , aceflux , fictoromantic , ambiamorous

cisIDs : white hair , pale skin , blue eyes , AFAB , autistic

transIDs : fangs , gender , species , abled , OCD , ASPD , maladaptive daydreaming , tourettes , anorexia , non - verbal , plural , artist

trisIDs : harmed , scoliosis , anxiety , neoboy

permaIDs : eyebags , bandages / wearing bandages , sleepy

role ( s ) : emotional protector , logician , caretaker , memory / trauma holder , gatekeeper

source ( s ) : killua zoldyck - hunter x hunter

personality : cheerful , cheeky , intelligent , blunt , protective

likes : cats , candy , skateboards , listening to music , meeting their sourcemates

dislikes : mean people , loud places , hot days , making mistakes / messing up , dysphoria

hobbies / interests : skateboarding , playing video games , watching anime

kintypes : cat

aesthetic : baggy / casual clothing , streetwear , grunge

music taste : alternative music of any kind , mostly rock , pop , video game OSTs , sometimes they also listen to rap

positive triggers : candy

species : human / cat

appearance :

signoff ( s ) : 🤍 , 💙 , 💤 , 🐈‍⬛ , 🍭 , 🍫 , 🔪 , 🎮 , 🛹

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gotta-winwin · 1 month ago

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𓆩🖤𓆪 ... falling in love through songs pt.1 - teaser

⭐ starring: vernon

💬 preview: you really wished someone would've told you that the rockstar you'd be photographing for on his tour was Hansol from school. Yes, that Hansol. Your ex-boyfriend Hansol.

tw/cw: rockstar!vernon x photographer!reader, second chance romance, exes to lovers, sworn enemies to lovers, forced proximity, a cheeky joshua, lots of banter full tw will be posted with the full fic

🪽fic rating/teaser rating: pg/16+

🪽tentative release date: jan 20

this is a part of my 500 followers event

“Hear me out.” Joshua spread his arms as if to hug the air in front of him. “The two of us, on tour, in a tour bus, a fat paycheck.”

“It’ll be fun!” He continued, driving the nail in further. “The guy I manage- he’s a chill dude, great rockstar. You’d get along great.”

“What did you say his name was again?” You asked, looking over the contract he had given you one more time.

“Not at all.” It was a ridiculous amount of money. “When do we start?”

Flashing Joshua a bright smile, you nodded, looking more confident than you felt. “Great. I’ll go home, pack my things, and I’ll see you tomorrow!”

“Alright, sunshine.” Joshua chuckled as you struggled to put your coat back on, your childhood nickname rolling off his tongue like second nature. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“This was not the fucking deal, Josh.”

“Hansol?”

-the fact that you knew him. Very well, in fact.

“Y/N?”

He seemed just as astonished to see you, eyes darting suspiciously towards Joshua. “This, is my tour photographer?”

“This?” You cried out indignantly, turning to Joshua as well. “Did it just not cross your mind to mention that your rockstar happened to be Hansol from school?”

“Well-” Joshua put his hands up in defence, the large grin on his face betraying how much he was enjoying the moment. “Surprise?”

“Joshua!” Both you and Vernon yelled out, anger escaping as the two of you contemplated whether or not throttling Joshua would be worth the consequences.

“I am not staying on a tour bus with her.” Vernon pointed an accusatory finger your way. “Especially not for four months. I’d rather throw myself off a cliff.”

“I’d rather chop off my own finger and eat it.” You hissed back, equally disgusted at the idea of sharing your space with him.

“Contract’s signed.” Joshua shrugged, his eyes dancing with mirth as he watched the two of you glare daggers at one another. “Jeez. It’s like the air in here could kill or something.”

“I do not want to breathe the same air as him.” You stabbed a finger at Vernon.

“I hope you choke on it and die.” He punctuated the last word with fervor.

“Ditto.”

Joshua let out a deep sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I’m starting to regret this. Were you guys always this...stabby?”

“Whatever.” Vernon muttered, turning away, shoving his in-ears back into his ears. “Stay away from me.”

“With the utmost pleasure.”

#rockstar vernon!!#seventeen imagines #svt #svt imagines #seventeen #seventeen x reader #svt x reader #svt fluff #seventeen scenarios #seventeen fic #seventeen event #vernon x reader #vernon x you #vernon #svt fic #svt scenarios #svt vernon #gottawinwin500event

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sunsetcity-centre · 7 months ago

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Welcome home!

Inbox: 10 Requests: Closed (Sorry!)

This is the Sunsetcity Centre, a system help blog that is strictly anti-nontraumagenic, and run by the @sovereignsystem

Our goal with this blog is to offer various services to other systems who want them, these services include;

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(For entire systems, or individuals!)

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Feel free to suggest other ways we could help the community, these are just the ones we initially made this blog for ♡

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the-gods-puppets-bah · 10 days ago

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Content warning; this pack has mature themes such as addiction , read and view at your own risk

Authors notes: this pack was requested by @headmate-ideas , just a reminder I do not have open requests and I only do requests if we specifically offer people first (i.e; a moot or blog we enjoy)

Also somehow our tired ass read DPD as DPDR so if you’re wondering about the theming, that’s why. Don’t let us do this at midnight

FAUX • CALLIX • ASTRA

-> Headmate pack by Gods of Order , written by Mico, Maxwell and Antony(🕸️)

Age ;; immortal but presents as early 30’s

ID labels ;; Non-Binary, Gender Non-Comforming, Gendervoid, Genderfluid, Asexual, Greysexual, Aceflux, Boygirl, Gaybian,

Pronouns; He/She/Hx/Shx/Thxy/Eiy/Moon/Star/Void/Null/Trance/Ix/🌙/✨/☁️

Roles; DPD manager, Caretaker, Spiritual alter. Can also have something to do with addiction if that suits you.

Eiy front most commonly with other alters especially alters Eiy are trying to to help. His general demeanour can be described as a calming presence but can be firm when needed.

Eir hobbies include reading, cooking and possibly even poetry writing. She feels most at home when helping someone, though.

Their fashion sense can be best described as formal casual. Their prefer more comfortable clothes , although on the occasion moon will dress up fully.

We did our very best I apologise if it’s not quite what you wanted , it’s 00:30 our time and again we misread DPD as DPDR so we got thrown off 😭 I did our best

#headmate creation #build a headmate #plurality #bah #bah blog #endogenic friendly #parogenic #endo safe

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cloudmail-bah · 2 months ago

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Merry Christmas!!! here's a alter pack for fun to get back into the swing of things!!! we're not back yet, trying out some new things lemme know what you think!! we might change our format more who knows!!

☁️ Pre-made Package 📬 Krampus !!

💌 headmates may not turn out exactly as the information below! that's perfectly fine, pick and choose what works💕

names: krampus, karen, santa, clause, claude, sara, bella, bell, claire, candy, claws, ram, mary, merry, christmas, billy, coal, carol, sunny, damien, danna, dixie, dare, present, penny, poppy

pronouns: they/them, she/her, he/him, it/its, bell/bells, present/presents, gift/gifts, coal/coals, smoke/smokes, soot/soots, winter/winters, horn/horns, devil/devils, snow/snows, fire/fires, brr/brrs

genders / orientations: cassgender, fem-aligned nonbinary, demongender, jollytrumpic, campmasgender, carolbellic / demisexual, demiromantic

age: 1000s of years old (very old, adult bodied)

species: shapeshifter, disguised as a human

roles: general caretaker, steward, overrider, gambler, external protector, (if applies) ocd holder

sources: no sourced technically, unless you count krampus mythology or santa ig?? lol

likes: good behavior, order, cleaning, chores, cooking, taking care of the external stuff, camping, colourful clothes, fluffy fabrics, bells, caroling, lullabies, soft music, candy, writing, fanfic, cheesy christmas movies, hallmark movies,

dislikes: chaos, dirty living situation, rudeness, poor manners, bad behavior around kids, disrespect, being too loud, glitter, being too warm or too cold

personality: (use of they/them for convince sake) they spend most of their time in front cleaning, they have a keen eye for dirt and find great pleasure in removing it. they're very set on keeping the body and home in order. finding it frustrating when they are interrupted and will become aggressive. informing whoever interrupts them that they are busy and to be left alone. once the bodies needs are met they become mellow and relaxed. finding great pleasure in the act of reading and taking time for themselves. they will gladly stay in front to help the system with general wellness tasks, along with sticking up for their needs. expect them to always have a plan, and a backup plan! they are generally very standoff-ish and push people away. those stubbrn enough to stick by, not get in their way of cleaning, and don't add to any messes, will meat a kind silly goat with a baaad sense of humor X3

faceclaims:

sign offs: 🎄, 🐐, 🎁, 🛍️, 🍬, 🔔

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leeehye · 2 years ago

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Sweet Truth - pt. 1

Summary ~ Mr. Choi, an arrogant and cold boss, learns the truth when visiting one of his employees house, Y/n. Who is someone he would like to be more close with. Yet the lack of emotions is a great obstacle for him he will have to do a lot to get to her heart.

Warnings ⚠️ ~ FLUFF ☁️, angst, may contain some smut in future parts, language, long (sorry) - enjoy!!

a/n - definitely turning this into a mini series! Yes I love this so much 💕 I TAKE ANY SUGGESTIONS, sorry for bad grammar

You know what’s more exhausting than working almost 10 hours a day and barely getting any sleep? Having a boss like Choi Seungcheol. Honestly! You could ask anybody in the company, everyone hated him. He was so cold and strict along with being a perfectionist. It would be surprising if he remembered your name. He had also earned my hatred, when I joined the company he packed me with work and sent me for coffees every chance he got. This man had an addiction to dark coffee bitter just like him, and not to forget the fact that he underestimated my abilities.

My thoughts were interrupted by the voices of my co-workers as they bowed their heads greeting Mr. Choi, I took the files that I needed him to sign, grabbing my iPad. He walked past the workers so arrogantly didn’t even look at them and into his office. I sighed quietly and went to his door knocking three times before entering slowly closing the door behind me.

He was focused on something on his computer as I got there, I noticed he was checking the company’s finances, and checking the graphs.

“Mr. Choi…I have some requests from other companies for partnerships…and about the products—” I started while setting the folders down on his desk, but he cut me off.

“I heard about the problem with the products…I’m going to need you to stay overtime today…we’ll look at it and try to fix it” he said, starting to look through the folders I gave him.

“Oh…” I said quietly, not realizing that my disappointment was noticeable. He looked up at me and frowned, his eyebrows confused.

“Any problem with that Miss…” he mumbled and I clenched my fist gently.

“Y/n. sir…” I responded helping him out, I already knew he wasn’t going to get my name right.

“And no, no problem at all sir…I’ll just have to cancel my plans tonight,” I said softly “Well I need to go check something and I’ll come back to start working on fixing the problem” I said and he just gave me a cold nod going back to his computer. Forming a thin line with my lips I slightly bowed and left his office.

A few workers had already left and it was past my work hours, so I grabbed my bag and my work things and head back to Mr. Choi’s office. This time I found him standing up with his hands on his desk leaning down revising some papers. I had to admit that Mr. Choi was a pain in the butt at times but that didn’t mean he wasn’t good looking. Small strands of his hair fell on his face, and he had his sleeves rolled up revealing his veiny arms decorated with his expensive watch. I gulped and moved a chair next to his like I always did when we worked together.

There wasn’t much conversation in the first 15 minutes, only things I needed clarifications with but that was until my phone turned on revealing a

Text Notification

Vernon 💛

It’s okay sweetie, we can move our date another day!

don’t overwork yourself! ❤️

I had not really taken the message in mind until Mr. Choi spoke, making me widen my eyes.

“Tell your boyfriend that you are busy, remember you need to be professional, you're still at work Miss Y/n” he grunted coldly. I took my phone quickly into my chest slowly.

“No…he isn’t…I mean sorry sir…” I said quickly looking at my phone, putting it on silent, putting it down faced down. I tried to concentrate again until it hit me.

“Miss Y/n.”

He had remembered without me repeating it to him. I looked at him for a few seconds and his head turned to look at me. I’m not joking when I said that we stayed there for a few seconds staring at each other. He cleared his throat and glanced at my iPad.

“what? get back to work” he mumbled.

-minutes later-

Checking the time it read 12 am. Shit. I was so tired and I was afraid of passing out in front of my boss. My eyes started to close but his typing made me come back again.

“Um…sir I think I finished…” I whispered moving my iPad to him covering my mouth hiding a yawn. He hummed and started to revise my work. Silence. His classical music plays in the background. His lights dimmed. Perfect to fall asleep.

My eyes closed again while waiting for him to finish and tell me to go home. He for sure was taking his damn time. My head started to fall slowly to the side, along with my body, my head slowly rested on his shoulder. It was warm and big, of course, and incredibly comfortable.

“Miss Y/n…” I heard far, far away. I hummed softly until I heard it again. Gasping loudly I sat up quickly getting up from my seat.

“Yes sir!” I said quickly pushing my hair back, I started to recall that I had fallen asleep on my boss’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry Mr. Choi '' I said quickly, starting to rant an apology. He waved his hand gently assuring me multiple times that I didn’t need to worry. I felt a hige wave of embarrassment washing over me.

“I think it’s best if we call it a day huh?” he said in a different voice, it was now his deep voice but now more, friendlier? As much as I wanted to be professional I agreed with him and nodded. I started to pack up my things and so did he.

“Have a goodnight sir…” I said politely bowing and starting to walk out and he came right behind me.

“Wait, why don’t you let me drive you home?” He suggested making my tiredness go away.

“Um…what? Oh no sir…that…that could affect your reputation” I mumbled feeling my cheeks warm up.

He scoffed as we walked out.

“Please, there’s no buses going around at this hour and a taxi is unsafe for a lady like you…at least you can trust me don’t you think?” he said, looking at me. I gripped my bag strap and bit my lower lip taking in mind what he just said.

Was he helping me? I was actually scared to go out alone and of course I trusted him more than a taxi driver or anyone at this hour.

“Um…only this once, thank you…” I said softly following him to his car. I wasn’t surprised but my eyes still went wide seeing his Mercedes g63, it went so well with him I thought and his words replayed in my head, he wasn’t going to let a lady like me go out alone at this hour. That just made him so different from the arrogant boss during the day. No Y/n stop it! He is your boss, you can’t see him any other way!

The car ride was silent except when I told him my address, a few minutes later he parked in front of my house and I sighed tiredly gently rubbing my eyes, stretching slightly, then the door ioening and closing startled me. Mr. Choi had gotten out of the car and opened the door for me.

“Oh…um thanks…thank you…” I said getting out shyly “Well have a goodnight sir—”

“Y/n!” My mom called out coming out of my house. She made her way to us and hugged me before looking at Mr. Choi.

“Oh my my Y/n! He is handsome!” she exclaimed giggling and I froze.

“M-mom…stop…he—” I mumbled.

“He must be a co-worker of yours! Wait! Why don’t you both come in? I made some bibipam, we can also talk about that rude boss that you talk about Y/n!” she yelled, pulling us in.

At that point I wanted the earth to swallow me whole. She kept rambling all the mean things I had said about Seungcheol and I glanced at him, his eyes were slightly wide, but interested in the conversation.

“yes sweetie! You tell me he is such a pain at times and how arrogant he is” she said and I made a face at her.

“mom—” I mumbled, waving my hands to make her stop, but Seungcheol’s hand slowly stopped my hand taking it in his.

“No it’s fine…gone on ma’am…” he whispered, his face didn’t express anger but interest in the conversation, as my eyes darted to our hands. His large hand gently embracing mine, I was so confused.

“Oh you know, it’s Mr. Choi or something, he overworks my little daughter! She works so hard to impress him! What do you think about him, young man?” She asked, setting two bowls with warm soups on the table.

“Well ma’am I think I don’t really pay attention to the boss’s actions…” he said in a gentle tone to my mom as we took a seat and she sat down across from us.

After a few minutes later I was helping my mom clean up, and praying that I don’t get fired. Wiping the table I noticed Mr. Choi looked over the pictures on the shelves, and a thin smile came to my mind. Shaking my head. slightly I went over to him while my mom finished cleaning.

“Nice family” he mumbled, making me look at him.

“Huh? Oh y-yeah thank you sir…what about you I think you’ve lived a wonderful life,” I said smiling softly and he released a soft scoff.

“I wish… my parents divorced and my relationship with my father isn’t that good…I think that’s why I try so hard…” he started still staring at my family photos.

“Oh I’m really sorry sir…I didn’t” I quickly added apologetically.

“It’s fine, sorry I shouldn’t be ranting about my personal life…um I should get going…” he said looking at me before checking his watch, earning a nod from me I followed him outside walking him to his car.

“Um thank you again for giving me a ride home Sir…” I said bowing my head. He gave me a soft smile and responded.

“Call me Seungcheol…” he mumbled. I looked up in shock. “It’s nothing but call me Seungcheol, let’s start from there…” he said, his eyes fixed on me, I could feel my cheeks heating up.

“Oh um start what Mr. Choi? I mean…S-Seungcheol?” I asked shyly and he placed his hands in his pockets.

“Let’s start with me not being a pain in the butt and an arrogant stupid boss…” he said recalling my mom’s words.

“I’m really sorry sir—” I spoke quickly but he beat me to it.

“Don’t be…That way I can see the things that need to be fixed for me to be a good boss and well…impress someone…” he said and he seemed to admire me for a moment. I gently clenched my fist in a soft ball. He slowly opened his mouth looking like he wanted to say something important to me.

His eyes scanned me for a few seconds. I tried to not get my hopes up. The words he said next were so shocking…

To Be Continued…

Part II

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