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i-am-baechu · 8 months ago

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Summary: Everything was perfect until it wasn’t. Y/N and Jungkook love each other but when familiar and new faces come into their lives, things get complicated. On top of that, a surprise that truly shakes their plans for the future. Will their relationship push forward or will Jungkook lose his fangirl once and for all?

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Thirty: The World Of Being An Idol

→ Genre: Idol au, established relationships, girl group stan au, social media au, K-pop fan page au, romance, angst, comedy, and smut

→ Main pairing: Idol! Jungkook x Fan girl! Reader

→ Side ships: Yoongi x OC & Jin x OC

→ Warnings: Explicit language, smut, mature themes, alcohol usage, anxiety disorder, stalking, and obsessive behavior

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Y/N stared at her phone and sighed. She tossed it on the bed as she sat on the edge with a worried face. Today was the interview and she knew it needed to be done but now that the day has come, it's scary. The whole world knows about her and they keep asking about her. She saw the tweets that were accusing her of using Jungkook to meet the girl groups she loved and how she wasn’t in love with him. She knows the truth and that's all that matters but it still made her feel so small. Jungkook opened the door and frowned when he saw her looking at the floor with a blank expression. He slowly walked up to her and sat next to her. She looked up and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders, “Are you okay, babe?”

“I’m not sure. I think I’m just nervous....I saw what people were saying about me.”

He glanced at her phone and then back at her, “Don’t listen to them. They don’t know about us.”

“I know...it just hurts.”

“Ignore them. I know it's easier said than done but I’ll be here for you.”

She looked up at him and nodded his head, “Do you think they will accept me?”

“The real fans will. I love you and only you. If they support me then they will love you. If not for you, I wouldn’t sing and if not for you, I would be in hell. You’re my ending and my beginning. My wife. We will get through this together, no matter what.”

He pushed some hair away from her forehead as she let a tear escape, “I love you, Jeongguk.”

“I love you, Y/N. Let’s go before it gets darker.”

“Okay.”

She stood up and glanced at the mirror with a worried look. She looked at Jungkook with a frown, “Is this okay?” She was wearing a simple black dress that showed off her shoulder and around her neck was the necklace that Jungkook gifted her for Christmas. She looked beautiful in his eyes.

Of course, he was matching her and leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead, “You look perfect.”

“Do I?”

“Always.”

The car ride there happened so fast that Y/N couldn’t even process anything. She didn’t even realize she was at Bighit’s building until Jungkook rubbed her thigh, “Babe, we're here.”

She looked away from the window and nodded her head, “Okay...we’re not doing pictures right? Like no photoshoot?”

“No, photoshoot. It’s just going to be us talking. It’s going to be a video but it's not going to show your face and in the magazine we have. That’s it.”

“Is my face going to blur out?”

“It’s just going to be our voices like how you wanted. Don’t worry I made sure they followed your requests. No surprises.”

She nodded her head and leaned forward placing a quick kiss on his lips, “Okay, thank you for everything.”

“Anything for you babe.”

The hallways were quiet and the only sound that was heard was their shoes echoing. She held onto Jungkook’s arm tight as they made their way. They stood in front of the door and he glanced down at her, “Are you ready?”

“Yeah...are you? You're going to get asked so many questions now because of me.”

He shrugged his shoulders and leaned down placing a kiss on her forehead, “I’m okay with that. I can talk about my wife to the whole world.”

“Are you going to tell them that-”

“Yeah, I'm not hiding anymore.”

The door opened and one of the Bighit staff smiled at them, “Are you guys ready?”

“Yes.” They both answered at the same time causing them to look at each other with a smile. They walked into the room and her nerves disappeared when she saw the room semi empty. It made her feel better. They sat down as Jungkook placed his hand on top of hers, rubbing her knuckles gently.

The interviewer smiled at them as he settled in, “Hello, my name is Park Minho and I will be doing this interview. Thank you for trusting me to do this interview.”

Jungkook smiled at him and nodded his head, “Thank you for coming.”

Y/N smiled and looked down at the table, “Thank you for taking the time out to do this.”

Minho smiled at them and took out the equipment. She placed the headphones on her ears as she looked at Jungkook who was giving her an encouraging smile. Minho opened his notebook and rubbed his hands together, “Alright, my name is Park Minho and I’m happy to say I am interviewing Jungkook and Y/N. Y/N, this is your first time coming forward and I’m sure it was scary for you. How is everything settling in?”

She swallowed some spit and moved forward to the microphone, “I-It was nerve-wracking. I’m just a normal person and there’s nothing really special about me.”

Jungkook rolled his eyes and leaned forward, “She’s extraordinary.”

“Jungkook...stop.”

Minho let out a small laugh, “You guys have been together for a couple of years now. How would you explain your love story?”

Jungkook glanced at Y/N with a soft smile, “Fate. Meeting her changed my life and I’m so faithful that I met her. She’s the greatest thing that has happened to me.”

Y/N felt her face get hot and she nodded her head, “I would say fate too. Honestly, it was meant to be because I got his photocard...I remember it like it was yesterday.”

“No one introduced you two? You guys just met by accident?”

“Yeah, I was shocked when I met him. I was extremely shy and I kept to myself. He actually came up to me.”

Jungkook let out a laugh and nodded his head, “I was curious about her. She was so shy that I had to try to talk to her. Even if she pushed me away, I wanted to try at least.”

“You were determined, weren’t you?”

“Of course I was. I heard bells the moment I saw her.”

“Kook, stop.”

Minho turned the page and glanced at Y/N, “In your note that you posted, you mentioned that you've been through a roller coaster. If you're comfortable enough, can you touch on that?”

She nodded her head and looked over at Jungkook who gave her a small smile. She glanced at Minho with a frown, “I saw the rumors on Twitter. It actually made me sick because some of the things were true and it was scary to see that someone knew it that wasn’t in my inner circle. On top of the rumors, I was getting stalked and harassed in my real life. It was too much and...I had to go back to my mom in America. I never felt so...scared.”

“I would be scared if someone knew things about me. I’m sorry you went through that. Is this the main reason why you wanted to come forward?”

“Yes...I had to be one step ahead of them somehow. I also wanted everyone to know that I love Jungkook with all my heart and I’m not hiding anymore...well hiding my face because I’m not ready for my face to be known. Still nervous about people.”

Minho nodded his head and glanced at Jungkook, “I saw that you posted on Weverse about everything. Did you feel good to post about it?”

“It felt good to let everyone know that I won’t stay quiet on this matter. When it comes to Y/N’s safety, I will do anything. It was a big moment for us.”

“I saw that you kept talking about your future. What are your plans for the future?”

The couple glanced at each other and Y/N nodded her head. Jungkook turned towards Minho with a wide grin, “Y/N, is my fiance. We’re planning on getting married.”

“Oh wow!? Congrats! Is this the first time you're announcing it?”

Y/N glanced down at her ring and nodded her head, “Yeah...it’s kind of crazy to do it where the whole world can know it. It felt nice to be so open now.”

The rest of the interview was really easy and it felt second nature for the couple. When everything was done, Y/N was mentally tired. Jungkook smiled down at her, who was leaning her head against his arm. They were on the roof of the building wanting fresh air before heading home. He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, “How are you feeling?”

“I’m feeling okay. It feels weird to have everyone know that I’m your fiance.”

“They need to know. I’m so proud of you.”

She glanced up at him and smiled, “I couldn’t do without your strength.”

“Can I take a picture?”

She raised her eyebrow, “For what?”

“I just wanted to show us off and after that interview, I want to show everyone my love for you.”

She rolled her eyes, “They’re going to be sick at the way you talk.”

“I love you and I don’t care. Just one picture.”

“Fine. After that, can we go home? I miss Bam.”

Jungkook set his phone up and glanced at her with a small glare, “Your fiance is right here but you miss him?”

“I miss our son...I also want cuddles with soba.”

“Whatever my wife wants. Now picture.”

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ashleycatchemm · 2 months ago

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1-25: Fix You

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Pairings: Reggie x Reader, Luke x Julie, Alex x Willie

Summary: (Y/n) (L/n) has been able to see and feel ghosts ever since she was little, which made it hard to tell the ghosts from the humans. Everyone has always thought she was a bit crazy, even her best friends, Julie and Flynn. But when three ghosts with a love for music appear in Julie's garage, suddenly (Y/n) doesn't seem so crazy anymore.

Song: Fix You (Coldplay)

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Julie, Ray and I were walking up the driveway, only for him to stop "(Y/n), we need to talk." I rolled my eyes in annoyance before turning around to face him. Noticing Julie stopped as well her dad was quick to shoo her away "Julie go wait outside the house, I'll be there soon to talk." Julie nodded her head before looking nervously between her dad and me, I sent her a small smile as if to tell her 'I'll be alright' which gave her the okay to keep walking.

Once she was out of ear shot, Ray spoke up "Listen (Y/n), I'm worried about you. Julie's been telling me you've been skipping school and drinking no less." Ray held a disappointed look on his face as he continued "I'm supposed to be looking out for you, but all you've been doing is getting into trouble. I care about you like you were my own." My eyes narrowed at him, not wanting to have this conversation.

"Yeah but I'm not. I'm not your daughter. And you're not my dad, so stop trying to act like it."

He ignored what I said and decided to speak up finding an explanation as to why I'm acting up"(Y/n), I get that you may be still grieving over your parents passing and your grandmothers as well. But I can't allow this behavior to continue. I'm just trying to look out for you, and so was Julie by telling me." I shook my head letting out a scoff, crossing my arms across my chest.

"So that's why I think it would be best for your uncle to come back down here."

My eyes shot over to Ray, taking a step forward I stated"No. He can't come down here! Besides he has work. Do you really think he's just going to-" Ray cut me off, already seeming to know the answer to the question I haven't fully asked yet.

"(U/n) already told me that if you stepped out of line again that he'll be here in a heartbeat. So I don't think work would be much of an issue for him."

My teeth clenched in anger, hands turning into fists at my sides, I don't want him down here. I don't need him down here. "I suggest you go home now. You have school tomorrow and I still have to talk to Julie." I let out a small huff in anger before walking off back down the driveway, passing by the boys and Arius along the way. The boys didn't say anything, just watched as I walked off, and I wasn't in the mood to talk to them anyway. The black cat was quick to follow close behind.

When I glanced at the boys, the looks on their faces told me that they heard everything, from my parents passing, to my uncle coming down to Los Angeles. It wasn't something I wanted them to know but now they did, and I was sure Reggie would be the one asking me all the questions when he gets a chance.

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When I walked through the front door of my house, my eyes immediately drifted towards the kitchen. Having one thought echo inside my head I need a drink. Arius didn't say a word as he watched my every move from the couch in the living room, having hopped on it as soon as we walked in. I started heading towards the kitchen, only to be stopped by a jolt of pain coursing through my arm, causing a fit of coughs to arise.

"What did you do?"

I ignored Arius and ran over to the bathroom, I leaned over the sink, letting out a giant cough, a red color splattered inside the sink. The metallic taste of blood lingered in my open mouth as I tried to catch my breath. Spitting in the sink to get some of the awful taste out of my mouth, I could feel Caleb's mark burning my arm. I let out a yell in pain as I stepped back against the wall, falling down, my whole body was in pain but the only pain I could truly process was the mark on my arm. I can't take it anymore. Stumbling out of the bathroom, I slowly made my way to the kitchen.

"(Y/n)! Who did you make a deal with?!"

I ignored Arius once again, trying to make my way over to the knife holder If I can't stop this with magic... pulling one of the knives out, I rolled my sleeve up Then I'll stop it the old fashioned way. I brought the knife up with my left hand, my right arm sitting on the counter, ready to be sliced.

"(Y/n) stop!"

I felt someone hastily grab my arm, pulling it back so I'd turn to face the person halting my antics "Stop!" A pair of all to familiar green eyes stared back into my own, shining with worry. The burning sensation slowly subsided on my wrist, as the dark haired bassist's brows furrowed, as if he was trying to figure out what's going on inside my head. I let go of the knife in my hand, if he wasn't a ghost I'm certain the knife would've stabbed his foot on the way down. Staring at Reggie, three different emotions flashed across my face in the span of what seemed like minutes but was only a couple of seconds.

The first was anger, This is all Reggie's fault. If it weren't for him I wouldn't have a death sentence over my shoulder. But of course I knew this would happen someday. As soon as someone else comes along, I knew Caleb would act like this. I just didn't know it was going to happen so soon.

The second emotion was confusion, What is he doing here? Why is Reggie here? He shouldn't be here. I didn't want him to be here, to witness me at my lowest. I didn't want him to see me weak, because this whole time I've been so strong when in reality I've been struggling to stay afloat. I don't know where I'm headed or how to even stop Caleb's marks from killing everyone.

"Are you alright?"

Finally my brave mask that I've been putting on for days let up, my face shifting into a look of sadness, all while fear could be seen in my eyes. No. I'm not alright. I haven't been for a very long time. Reggie didn't ask about the knife, and he didn't ask about the stamp on my wrist. But just from saying those three simple words all while gazing into his worried green eyes. I broke. Three simple words, caused me to lean forward and engulf the ghost in front of me in a giant hug.

I didn't answer his question, hiding my face in his chest, not wanting him to see the tears that are currently making their way past my eyes. Reggie seemed a little surprised at first, letting out a small grunt as I practically threw myself at him. But he was quick to wrap his arms around me. Neither of us said a word as he let me cry in his arms, I felt safe and at peace there. Scrunching up the back of his shirt in my hands, I didn't want to let go, and I could tell he didn't either.

The two of us stood there, Reggie's tank top not doing much to muffle my sobs. I don't know how long we stood there, could've been a couple of minutes, but it felt like hours. After everything I've been through, from my grandmother and my parents passing to both of my deals with Caleb, getting betrayed by my best friend and now the boy I love, his friends and I are all on the verge of death. This was the first time I was asked if I was okay and I finally broke.

'No Reggie I'm not okay.'

Was what I wanted to say.

'I have been fighting a battle for so long with myself. And I feel like I'm drowning in loss.'

But I couldn't.

Every time I opened my mouth all that would come out is cries and gasps, causing me to bring him even closer to me and hug him even tighter.

Once I was finally calm enough Reggie pulled back from the hug "Hey." He stated, all while placing his pointer finger and thumb around my chin, bringing my head to look up at him. My sorrow filled eyes stared into his worried ones. "What is going on?" I stayed silent, so many different thoughts of what to say flew through my head, but nothing left my mouth. "Talk to me." Reggie stated, desperately trying to get me to say something. Anything. Pulling my head back to get it out of his grasp, I moved around him to pick up the knife, all while the dark haired boy held an almost desperate look on his face.

"(Y/n), please. Say something."

Once I placed the knife in the sink, I walked over in front of Reggie, putting a hand out for him to take, a sad smile crossed my lips "Come with me." His eyes danced between me and my hand before settling on me, placing his hand in my own I was quick to drag him over to the stairs. Arius hopped off the couch and followed close behind.

"Where are we going?"

I didn't respond, having the destination set in my mind. I knew I probably shouldn't show him, but I had to. I needed to get a lot off my chest and in order for me to feel comfortable enough, I need to be with my grandmother. Stopping outside a door that sat ajar, I pulled Reggie over to stand in front of me. Noticing the door move a little, I glanced down, only to see Arius already making his way past the door. Looking back up into Reggie's forest green eyes, he asked once again "(Y/n), seriously. What the hell is going on with you?" Letting a sigh escape my lips I took my hand away from his, only to place both of mine on his shoulders.

"Reggie. Before we enter this room, I need you to know that it's a very sacred place for me. So please don't touch anything. I just need you to sit and listen."

The dark haired bassist stared at me for a second, before blinking and nodding his head "yeah, I'll do whatever you say." I sent him a sad smile in response. Turning around, I grabbed the door knob, taking a deep breath before opening the door even more than it already was, giving the two of us room to walk through. The first thing my eyes landed on was some of the candles on the small alters I had set up for each of my family members. "Crap!" I exclaimed as I ran over to the closet, paying no mind to the black cat that seemed to have gotten comfy on the guest bed.

Swinging the closet doors open, I opened the cardboard box on the floor which held a bunch of unused candles along with a lighter. Taking out four candles to replace the ones burnt out on each of the altars. Grabbing the lighter as well, I was quick to make my way over to the three altars. Taking a glance over at Reggie, I noticed him slowly making his way into the room all while his eyes stayed glued on me, watching my every move. Shaking my head a little, I turned back towards the altars.

On each of the small tables sat a picture, four candles and something that used to belong to the person. The alter on the right end was my grandmothers, three out of the four candles on the altar were still lit, while the fourth was melted and burnt out. In the center of her altar sat a necklace that she always used to wear, it had a gold chain with a small heart shaped ruby connected to it. I was quick to replace the candle that was melted and moved onto the next altar.

The middle altar was my fathers, since my father was my grandmothers child, it was only right that I placed his altar next to hers. On it sat a picture of my father along with four candles, two of which were currently lit and burning brightly. In the center of the altar sat a wristwatch that my father would wear practically everyday, it was a silver and blue steampunk watch that had silver gears. I replaced the two melted candles on the altar before moving onto the last one.

The last altar was my mothers. Same as the last two, a picture sat on it, along with three lit candles. As for the item I chose to sit at her altar, I decided on going with one of the many rings that she would always wear. Replacing the last candle, I used the lighter to light the candles just replaced. Putting the lighter off to the side, I turned back to look at Reggie only to see him already staring at me, eyes wide as he shifted on his feet not knowing what to do with himself.

Patting the spot next to me, I nodded my head off to the side "Come sit." Fixing myself so that I sat criss cross. Reggie made quick strides over to me, plopping down next to me in a criss cross fashion. "(Y/n), what is going on with you? I thought you said your parents were on a business trip. Now turns out they are dead?" Shaking my head a little as I stared at the altars in front of me, my hands gripped onto my pants, not knowing what to say to him.

"Reggie, what do you want me to say?"

"How about the truth."

Reggie's tone came out as angry and almost annoyed. This caused me to look over at him, a pain shooting through my chest from just the look on his face. "I just... I want you to be able to talk to me about these things. I feel like you've been keeping so much, not just from me, but from everyone." His angry look was quick to shift into a desperate one "Please (Y/n). Tell me what's going on inside your head." I stared at Reggie for a second or two before looking back at my father's alter, which sat in front of me. "Reggie, even if I told you everything, I can't guarantee that you'd understand me any better. Hell, you'd probably want to turn around and make a run for it." Glancing back at the bassist next to me I watched his eyes narrow at me "Try me." He stated, his tone of voice being serious.

I guess he's so fed up with being left in the dark. I thought and how could I blame him? His feelings for me are probably through the roof and he has no clue why and I can tell a lot of the time it's like he's acting on autopilot whenever he's with me, like outside the coffee shop.

My gaze shifted from Reggie to my father's alter, only to land on my grandmother's alter, and stay trained on her picture. "It all started when I was little. My dog, Hunter passed away when I was around 6, but my parents never told me. I guess they wanted to keep me in the dark about it a little longer, not wanting to upset me, they told me that he was at a camp for dogs and that he would be staying there for awhile.

"But I was confused because right next to them, clear as day was Hunter sitting down and staring up at me. When I pointed out the family dog next to them my dad seemed a little worried and told me that hunter wasn't there, while my mother tried to think of it as me using my imagination. I'm sure that my dad knew the whole time what it was, but he was in denial. They both were. I still have no idea why.

" Years later, my grandmother picked up on my abilities and was quick to start training me. She was a witch as well in case you couldn't tell. It's where I got the two books from and all of her ingredients for spells. My parents, however, were not to happy with my grandmother "fueling my delusions" as my mother put it. But my grandmother fought and argued with the both of them, determined to teach me magic.

"She always used to say that witches were put on earth to act as guides to the lost souls who are trapped on earth and couldn't pass over to heaven. We are to act as their angels, helping in anyway we can to get them to crossover."

I glanced at Reggie, to see if he was still following along, only to see his brows furrowed, telling me that he had a question on his mind. "You look like you have something on your mind." Reggie's eyes stared into my own, finding comfort in his green hues, I waited for him to talk. Rubbing the back of his neck a little (something he seems to do when he's nervous about things) "It's just..." he paused a moment, glancing away before taking a deep breath and asking the dreaded question.

"You said that you help ghosts cross over. Does that mean that one day I'd have to leave you?"

My heart felt heavy in my chest as soon as the question left his mouth. I knew deep down that one day he would be gone and that I shouldn't have gotten to attached. But I couldn't help it, and once he asked that question, I remembered the real reason why we can't be together. He's a ghost and I'm a human. Eventually he'll move on, while I'll be stuck here on earth.

I'm okay living with the pain of not having him by my side. I thought, things never seem to work out for me, and I'm okay with it. As long as Reggie and the others make it to heaven, that's all that matters. He'll be happy up there.

"Yes Reggie."

I swallowed the lump in my throat, eyes landing back on the alters in front of me "One day you'll leave and cross over as well." Gripping onto my pants, I felt a pain shoot through my chest, as if my heart was physically breaking. Tears gather in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. Refusing to let him know that I care to much. I can't have this stupid bond deviate him from wanting to cross over. "What if I don't want to cross over?" This grabbed my attention, my head quickly turning towards him out of shock.

"Reggie. You, Luke and Alex need to crossover."

"But why? What's so wrong with staying here with you and Julie?"

I was starting to get angry, why would he even say something like that? Crossing over should mean everything to him, yet he's throwing it off to the side like it's nothing. Reggie looked frustrated as well, speaking up once again "(Y/n), I want to stay with you. I want to be able to live again. This is my second chance at everything. So why-" shaking my head I looked back at the alter in front of me.

"If you guys stay here for too long, I'm afraid you might become vengeful, or murderous. And I don't want that happening to you guys. The longer a soul stays trapped here, the more it corrupts."

"What about Caleb? Or Willie?"

As soon as he mentioned Caleb my anger arose as I shouted all while unintentionally glaring at Reggie "Caleb is a vengeful snake!" Letting out a small breath I didn't even realize I was holding, I turned back around to face the alters, all while slowly calming as I brought up Willie. "And Willie has already almost been down a terrible path multiple times now. I've always had to pull him back." Even after telling him everything, Reggie still seemed determined to stay.

"So why can't you do that with us?"

"This is different Reggie!"

They can't stay. I can't let Reggie stay, if he stayed because of me and he turns vengeful, I'd never be able to forgive myself.

"How? How is it different?"

Reggie was determined to pull the answer out of me, but I wouldn't let him. Turning towards him I yelled "Because it just is! Now drop it!" The bassists brows furrowed in anger. Closing his eyes, he took in a breath, exhaling while shaking his head a little, his forest green eyes could be seen once he opened them. He seemed calmer than a second ago "So, what happened to your grandma?" Reggie changed the subject, pulling the both of us back to what I was talking about before.

"She fell really ill one day, and died a few days later. It all felt so sudden. After her death I tried to continue my training as a witch, having to teach myself everything else, but nothing was going right. Every time I tried to help a ghost crossover it all went wrong. Hell there were some points where I ran into really vengeful ghosts that I thought I could help. Only for them to almost kill me. But I kept going, because I promised my grandmother I would learn and keep up with my training, I didn't want to let her down."

My eyes glanced between my mother and father's alters, knowing that I was getting closer and closer to talking about that one moment. The night that my parents died, all because of me.

"My parents never wanted me to partake in my grandmothers madness, as they would call it. But I didn't listen to them. After my grandmother died it was never easy for me to control my powers or even help a ghost cross over, as I said before. I also started arguing with my parents a lot, especially my father. I never knew what he had against his mother that he wanted me to drop the magic shtick so much. I just figured that they thought I was going crazy or insane, hell I'm pretty sure at one point they were going to start sending me to a shrink."

I let a small huff in amusement leave my lips, all while tears started to gather in my eyes. I felt a strong sense of sadness hitting me all at once, but tried to block it out with the feeling of fake amusement I let out after bringing up the therapist. I bit my lip, not wanting to talk about things, not wanting to continue and tell him everything that happened. Shaking my head I let out a breath of air, both of my hands gripped my pants harshly, trying to navigate my feelings and figure out how to even tell Reggie what really happened to my parents.

The two of us sat in silence for a short while, as I had an inner battle with my thoughts. The memory of what happened coming to the front of my head as if it just happened yesterday. The screams and yells echoed and bounced around in my head. I suddenly felt a wave of calm wash over me as the yells and cry's diminished. Opening my eyes I glanced down on my lap, feeling a hand on my own, I noticed Reggie's hand wrapped around my own. When it got there I have no idea, but one thing was for sure...

I don't want him to let go.

Moving my hand around so I could interlock it with his own, I looked up at the dark haired bassist who now sat next to me. Our eyes met and the first words that left his mouth was "Everything is okay. You don't have to continue if it's only going to cause you pain." I sent him a small smile, as if to let him know that I'm alright. "I'll be okay. I just want to tell you everything that happened." I took a few minutes to calm myself, my eyes drifting over to my parents alters.

"On the night that everything went to shit, my parents were about to leave for a business trip. But before they left, my mother had a few choice words she had to say to me. I don't remember exactly what was said, but I do know that it had to do with me seeing a therapist and them telling me that I'm crazy just like my grandmother."

My hand gripped Reggie's a little tighter as I continued to tell the story "My parents left the house soon after. I remember feeling a burning rage running through me, and wanted to practice some spells to cool off. But I guess I was just so mad to the point where my magic was directed towards my parents. I remember watching through the caldron as their car crashed. Their screams and cries echoing in my head as the car suddenly caught on fire and blew up soon afterwards." Closing my eyes I could feel myself starting to spiral into both sadness and anger.

Tears fell from my eyes, opening them, I stared down at our interlocked hands as I continued "I always blamed myself for the car crashing and being set on fire. They just crashed into a tree, there were no flames at first but a minute after they crashed it got set ablaze. There was no other person there, considering they were driving through the backroads. No houses were around so no one could help them. I've constantly blamed myself for my parent's death. Thinking that maybe I was just so mad at them, that I didn't even realize that I set the car on fire. I never uttered a spell, it just sort of happened." I wiped my tears away using the back of my hand as I quickly tried to compose myself.

Reggie grabbed my right hand and brought it towards him. This grabbed my attention, all while tears continued to fall. My (e/c) eyes stared into his green ones, neither of us said a word for a few minutes. He suddenly pulled me towards him, engulfing me in a tight hug. The dark haired bassist finally spoke after a minute or two, saying the one thing I have needed to hear for a very long time.

"It's okay. It wasn't your fault. You didn't know what you were doing. It was an accident."

My arms wrapped around him as I dug my face into his chest, sobs wracked my body. The giant secret that I have been carrying with me has finally seen the light of day, and I can feel the heaviness in my chest grow a bit lighter with each passing minute. After a few minutes, I felt a calmness slowly wash over me. This was the affect of the soulmate bond, one touch from Reggie and it could put me at ease. I closed my eyes, wanting to stay as close as I could to him forever. I felt at peace in Reggie's arms, the two of us sat in a comfortable silence, both holding onto each other, afraid of letting go.

"(Y/n)."

I hummed and lifted my head up to look at him, his green eyes were red and watery, as if my emotions somehow triggered his own. He sniffled before continuing "I want you to know that I'm here for you. No matter what. You can tell me anything." I nodded my head in response and sent him a small smile "Thank you Reggie. You can tell me anything too. I might seem intimidating but I promise I'm a good secret keeper." He chuckled in response to my statement and I let out a little chuckle of my own.

"I am well aware. And this is probably a terrible time to say this... but can we please talk about what the hell is going on between us?"

This caused me to hold my breath for a second or two as I processed Reggie's words. My first thoughts being 'why did he have to bring this up?' And 'Why couldn't he stay oblivious to things?' But of course I knew that at some point he would catch on. The pull towards him gets stronger each time I'm with him and I have no doubt that Reggie is feeling it to. I wanted to tell him everything, explain to him the bond that we share and how it would work. My mind started to drift, heart racing as I imagined what our first kiss could look like. Quickly shaking the image out of my head I reminded myself that if I let things happen, then I'll only be holding him back from crossing over.

I have to make him believe that there is nothing between us.

Pulling myself away from Reggie, I was quick to ask "What to you mean? There is nothing going on between us Reggie." My brows furrowed at him as he tried to reach back out for me, but stopped himself as he heard my words. I moved away from him to put some distance between the two of us as a determined look crossed his face "you really don't feel that? The pull. Every time I'm near you I just want to be as close as I can. Whenever I hear your voice I just want to pull you close to me and kiss you." At this point Reggie was on his feet, pacing back and fourth, tugging on some of his hair in either frustration or desperation I couldn't figure out which it was.

"I want you so badly that it drives me insane and I can't understand why."

I stood up as he turned towards me, his hands now sat at his sides, clenching and unclenching, I didn't know what was running through his head as he walked over to me. I froze, feeling my heart beating rapidly within my chest with each step he took. "And you're telling me..." the dark haired bassist stopped in front of me, placing a hand gently on my right cheek he continued "that you don't feel anything at all?" Wrapping his free arm around my waist, he proceeded to pull me against him, causing me to let out a small gasp in surprise.

"This isn't normal. So it can't just be me."

Reggie leaned his forehead against my own, as I closed my eyes, reveling in the feeling of being in his arms. The dark haired bassists lips brushed over my own, causing me to quickly come back to my senses "No!" I yelled while pushing him away from me. Reggie stumbled backwards, but was quick to catch his stance a surprised look sat on his face as I started yelling "Reggie there is nothing going on between us! We are just friends! That's it! And you are going to have to accept that!" Reggie stared at me like a dog who just got scolded, he seemed at a loss for words, opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of water as he tried to find the words he was looking for.

When suddenly he just up and vanished.

That was it.

No goodbye, no apology for coming onto me, just silence.

After Reggie left, I felt myself collapse on the floor grabbing my chest as pain coursed through it. This was worse than any pain I've ever experienced. Even worse than the stamp that Caleb put on my wrist and is currently trying to kill me with. Worse than the pain I felt when I killed my parents. This was an emotional and physical pain that ran so deep, I wasn't sure I'd be able to fix it. It felt like my heart was physically breaking in half, I started screaming in agony, while gripping my chest with one hand and hitting my other fist against the floor, as if trying to redirect the pain somewhere else.

I noticed Arius in front of me, he looked like a blurry black blob as I had unknowingly started crying. I could hear his voice echoing in my head, but I didn't know what he was saying. Eventually he settled for curling up at my side and went quiet. I don't know how long I was like that, could've been seconds, maybe even minutes, all I know is that once the pain finally stopped, I passed out from exhaustion and didn't awake until the next morning when my alarm went off for school.

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tinybeebo · 1 year ago

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Method Acting

Little! Sebastian and Caregiver! Mia

Chapter: 1/?

A/N: gahhhhh this was supposed to be a one shot, oh well I suppose.

Minor Cw! For swearing

Seb lay there, staring at the ceiling, now adorned with glow-in-the-dark stars. Courtesy of Mia, of course

He wondered how long this baby stint would go.

It’s been a month now

Yet his main problem was that he didn’t hate it.

For god sake, he was a 28-year-old man. He shouldn’t be allowing himself to be brought down to this.

Its simply really

He just wanted to help his girlfriend

One night he suggested method acting

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“What, you mean like be the character? 24/7? Yeah, no.” Mia scoops a glob of cookie dough ice cream, plopping it into her bowl. Sebastian waits on the couch for her, legs crossed, arms spread.

“Why not? All the greats do it! Al Pachino, Robert De Niro,-” He pauses, struggling to remember more of ‘The Greats.’ “Oh,- Jared Leto! Jared Leto pretty good.”

Mia sits on the couch and hands Sebastian his bowl, she lets out a huff of a laugh.

“Babe, 1. Jared Leto is not one of ‘The Greats.’ 2. What he does isn't method acting, it's borderline psychotic.” She snuggles into Sebastian's side, sighing.

Sebastian pouts, and Mia smiles.

“M’just trying to help” he sets his head atop hers, wrapping an arm around her.

Mia moves herself to face him

“You know, if I was a method actor, you would have to deal with that as well, right?” She smirks, playfully wiggling in his arms.

“Well yeah, how else would it work?” he answered as if it was a no-brainer.

“Alright then, I’ll come home in character next casting call then,” Her tone carried a snarkiness but was lighthearted. She settles back into Sebastian’s arms, grabbing her bowl of ice cream. Sebastian picks up the remote and hit play, seeming very proud of his contribution to his girlfriend's acting repetiteur.

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Sebastian walks in, sore and defeated. Rehearsal was a complete shit show today. Kieth decided it would be a great idea to rewrite an entire song without telling anyone. So rehearsal was primarily just a screaming fest.

He snuffles to the closest surface he can lie on, letting himself fall onto the couch. He lies face down momentarily before scrunching himself into a fetal position.

He’s there for only a couple of minutes before Mia comes home, her energy clearly the opposite of his.

She’s bubbling, a new script in her hand.

“I feel good about this one, Seb. This character just feels-” she stops, looking at the poor man curled on the couch.

“That's-Thats great, really it is.” Sebastian's words mostly go into the couch. He rolls up to face her, groaning loudly, offering a tired smile.

Mia coos at the man and sits down beside him, patting her lap.

Sebastian squirms his way up to her, flopping his head on her lap.

She hums, running a hand through his hair.

They stay like that for a moment, basking in the quiet.

Then Mia has an idea.

“Hey, Seb?”

“Hmmm?”

“Remember what you said about method acting, how you would go along with it?” She said, ever so sweetly.

Sebastian rolls up, facing Mia directly.

“Can it wait till tomorrow?” He asks, pleadingly.

“Aw come on, Seb. I think you’ll like your part in this. You’ll barely have to lift a finger.”

Sebastian thinks face scrunched in concentration. Mia coos, placing a playful poke in his nose.

“Hey!” he scoffs

“You in or not, piano man?” she pokes at his sides, tickling him.

“Q-quit that!” he squirms, huffs of laughter escaping him.

“Or what?” she starts to wiggle her fingers more intensely, purposely tickling more.

“A-ah-ah! Stop- please, please! Ok, ok! I’m in-I’m IN! Ah ha-” Sebastian wheezes and pleads with the redhead.

“Great!” she releases him and hops off the couch.

“Where you going?” Sebastian says, breath still labored.

“The car. I bought supplies for this,” she stated plainly

“You bought supplies?”

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ourjourneyahead · 3 months ago

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Welcome to the official blog for the fanfiction: Our Journey Ahead!

Scroll down to see who we are, what this fic is, what this blog is even for, and the essential disclaimer!

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Who Are We:

TWO people are working on this fanfiction. Lyla Joy, or Lyla for short, and MyloveisDahl1a, or Dahlia. (Our blogs are linked in our names.) We both work on the fic in our own little domains, Lyla with writing and Dahlia with all the cool behind-the-scenes stuff with K-pop. (Our pronouns are she/her btw).

How This Fic Came To Be

Basically, Lyla is low-key into the Genshin fandom and has wanted to write for them for a while, and the Genshin idol AU has always been fascinating. However, she never really liked some of the Idol Group names given to the main ones (6REEZE lowkey eats, but the rest is trash, I'm sorry). So instead, she wanted to make her OWN name with her OWN story for these fascinating characters and give more depth to this au with her own little twist.

Dahlia was brought in right after that thought. Lyla isn't well versed in the K-pop idol scene but wanted to do it right (kind of, sort of, close enough to it, at least). And she wanted to do something BIG, and Dahlia was on board (with a bit of persuasion). Dahlia is a K-pop fan, and with her knowledge and ideas, this wonderful fic came to be.

What is This Fanfic? And where to find

This fic is turning our favorite anemo boys into a big group with a different name, Enigma! The reason for the name is one, because Lyla wanted to be different (lol), and two...well, you'll just have to read and stick around to find out ;). But in all seriousness, it's just to take a deep dive into this little AU and expand it with some K-pop influence (since it is an extremely popular music genre worldwide.)

This fic is currently posted ONLY on Ao3 under the same title, Our Journey Ahead. The story is also linked in the title, just to make it even easier. Of course, chapter updates will also be posted on here and Lyla's main blog.

‼️‼️DISCLAIMER‼️‼️ PLEASE READ

We, Lyla and Dahlia, in no way, shape, or form own any Genshin character or even the franchise itself. (If we did, there would be some major changes to those skin tones.) Genshin and their characters belong to Hoyoverse; we're just borrowing them for FICTIONAL USE. We don't own any music that will be linked and used to help further this AU/Fic; they all belong to their respective groups and companies. When real works (from Kpop, Genshin, or anything else) are used, they will be credited 100%. We do not mean to steal or offend; we just want to create.

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A little extra: (for a just in case)

Feel free to interact with us anytime in our little submission thing! We love questions and comments to not only help the fic but also help this blog. Even comments on the actual chapters help a lot. We hope you enjoy this story and interactive blog! Stick around <33

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may-25 · 2 years ago

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Robaire x reader Headcanons!

☆♬○♩●♪✧♩Warning, NSFW coming 4 U......

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✩ You and Robaire met while you were hiking in the high country, and when the band was filming a reality show on travelling to new countries/cities (like BTS's Bon Voyage) and since there were practically no one on the hiking trail you were on, you started introducing yourselves.

✩ For the show they were filming, they had challenges. The main challenge was to split 4*TOWN up and to have them hike separate trails by themselves. Robaire was having quite a hard time navigating and when he saw you, he was thanking the gods for practically blessing him with meeting you, so he has some sort of direction and help, let alone company.

✩ When you realised that you and Robaire were taking the same directions, you decided to tag along with him.

✩ Turns out, you and Robaire got along quite well. Having the same interests, the chemistry was definitely brewing in the meantime.

✩ Unfortunately, the end of the trail was nearing, and to not get harassed by paparazzi and the crew filming, you had to part ways. Robaire felt he didn't want to completely cut ties, so he gave you his number. You were screaming inside as he took your hand and kissed the back of it. "Mon amour, we will meet again when the time is right" Robaire looked deeply into your eyes with his emerald green eyes sparkling from the sunlight.

✩ Robaire found you funny, and he liked everything about your personality. The way you do things, the way you talk, everything! He knew you were right for him, out of all the girls he met, none could compare to you. Usually he would go for people from LA, but he didn't mind a change.

✩ One day you had travelled a long way to New York city, for a vacation. NYC was one of your top cities to visit on your bucket list, so the time was right when you finally got a break from school/work.

✩ As you arrived at your hotel you were staying next to times square, at the reception was a man in front of you checking in. As he finished checking into the hotel he grabbed his suitcase and turned around, only to be met with you standing behind him.

✩ Robaire's mouth agape, he dropped his bags and grabbed your hand, and kissed the back of it. "Mon amour, we finally meet again. I've been waiting for you"

✩ After that, you travelled New York together and one night when you were on a walk through times square together, he gathered the courage to ask you out. "My love, I've been meaning to ask you something. I really like you, and I was wondering if we could get closer, will you go out with me?" To which you confessed to him too, and grabbed his shirt, pulling him in for a kiss.

✩ He calls you my love, nicknames for your name, baby, and your name when he's serious.

✩ Robaire loves to take you on his private jet to destinations across the world. Occasionally, you will go hiking as well, and it's a lot of fun. He enjoys a challenge every now and then.

✩ He loves to flirt with you any chance he gets, even in public.

✩ is alright with PDA, not too much though, just a small kiss every now and then, and hand holding is acceptable any moment.

✩ Loves to cook for you in the morning.

✩ Always invites you to concerts and festivals, he loves partying with you.

NSFW SECTION!!

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✩ Robaire is an absolute dom, he doesn't mind you taking control every now and then, but he loves being on top.

✩ Enjoys quickies, but frequently will do it in the bedroom for a more sensual experience.

✩ Always starts pleasuring you first, before himself, even if it takes hours for you to reach climax, he will do it just for you.

✩ Can get quite rough, but is really flirty in bed.

✩ Reassures you look good in bed, he embraces your flaws, and loves you so good. Whenever you become self conscious during sex, he always compliments you to reassure you, and he means every compliment he makes.

✩ He likes fucking you from behind, end of question.

✩ His dick is huge like he already radiates BDE of course his dick is huge. Even though having a big dick is seen as a good thing, he makes sure to be gentle with you, because it can hurt like HELL.

✩ He's so clean, and his dick tastes like avocado (because I'm pretty sure that's what clean dick tastes like) and he makes sure it's always clean.

✩ Robaire has the nicest scent, he uses high end cologne but knows how to spray it correctly. (thank god finally a guy who doesn't use axe body spray for cologne :heart_eyes:)

✩ Loves all, ass, tits, thighs, EVERYTHING. He will embrace your natural physique because it's YOU!

✩ The hottest sex you ever had with him, was one time when you were at his mansion and you decided to have a shower before bed, and he came in behind you unexpectedly, just wanting to take a shower with you. Seems innocent, right? NAHHH you know Robaire is freaky. He started embracing you slowly, and then fondled your breasts. Let's just say, this turned into some steamy sex. You were pounded into the shower door, only your hand prints showing because there was steam on the shower door. MANS WAS MERCILESS.

✩ He treated you carefully afterwards, don't you worry about that.

✩ ROBAIRE DEFINITELY BECOMES A SUGAR DADDY TOWARDS YOU but not fully, he spoils you A LOT.

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More to come!

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myreygn · 3 years ago

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Hey I just saw your message and as a fic writer myself I completely understand. I’ve had situations where someone will request something and/or someone that I don’t know much about and it gets complicated lol. Anyway but if your still willing to write for me I’d love to see something with Kuroo and Lev ❤️

Was thinking, like, maybe something where Lev had just recently gotten on the team and he finds out that Kuroo Tetsuro, the cool and casual captain of Nekoma is actually ticklish. I don’t see much of Lev tickling Kuroo so I thought I’d want to see that lol.

Again if you can’t totally ok and thank you! Drink plenty of water and have a good day/night!!! 💕💕💕❤️❤️❤️✨✨✨

you're my idol!

summary: Lev struggles with his confidence and in order to help his Kouhai, Kuroo resorts to drastic measures to prove that he, in fact, isn't nearly half as cool as Lev believes him to be.

an: the intro is so much longer than the actual tickling, i'm so sorry- i hope you like it anyways and thanks for your patience about the other request! also the main duo here remains lev and kuroo but there's a teeny tiny smidge of yaku in the end because i couldn't help myself, sorry ^^'

word count: 2630

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“No, no, no no no no, stop!” Kuroo groaned and caught the ball that he had been about to hit into Lev's direction. “You don't even know whether I'm going to do a jump serve or a regular serve! Why are you moving?! And why are you only moving your arms?! You receive with your whole body, remember?”

“Uhm...” The first year stood up straight and stared at the ground. “I... I thought...”

“Don't think. Here.” Kuroo threw him the ball and got ready to receive it. “Do a serve and look carefully at what I do, okay?”

Lev nodded and took a deep breath. Calm down. This was just practice, nothing too serious. It wasn't the end of the world if he didn't know how to properly receive a ball, that was the reason he was here! At practice... with Kuroo-senpai... who was probably super annoyed with his incompetence and judging him so hard right now... who had the authority to kick him out of the team if he didn't fit Nekoma's standards... who was kinda the coolest person Lev had ever met and compared with whom he felt like a loser just standing next to him...

“Lev? Serve?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah, sure, sorry!” Stupid serve! Stupid insecurities! Lev shook his head a little, trying to clear it, and threw the ball in the air. Not a good throw. But he couldn't catch it, let alone drop it – he had already failed at receiving without even receiving, he wasn't going to fail at serving as well now!

Of course the ball didn't go to where Kuroo was waiting for it. It went somewhere else, somewhere it echoed through the whole gym when hitting the ground, somewhere Lev didn't see, because as soon as he realized that this serve wasn't going to work like he wanted it to (which was immediately after his hand hit the ball), he looked down so he wouldn't have to see the disappointment in his Senpai's face.

The ball stopped. It was deadly silent for about three seconds, then Kuroo cleared his throat. “That... was so bad, oh my god.” Steps could be heard when the captain approached him and Lev quickly bowed, clenching his fists in shame.

“I'm sorry, that was my mistake! I can do a serve, I promise, my thoughts just drifted off and... I'm really sorry to waste your time like this Captain! I should be able to receive a ball by now, but I'm not good enough and I realize that I have to practice more and that I'm not contributing to Nekoma's success with the way I play at the moment and-”

“Hey, whoa, slow down kid!” Kuroo grabbed him by the arm and forced him to look up, nothing but shock and concern in his eyes. “What are you talking about, are you- Lev, are you okay?!”

“No, like I just said, I suck, I totally suck...” A fist seemed to clench around his lungs, his voice broke – shit, he was going to cry, he was going to cry in front of Kuroo-senpai and then he'd never be- Lev yelped in shock when two arms wrapped around him and he was softly guided into a sitting position, a hand resting on the back of his head and another one holding him carefully but tightly.

He closed his eyes and tried to quiet his thoughts, additionally being calmed down by Kuroo's soft voice right next to his ear (Shh, it's okay, I'm here, you're fine, let it out) and it was a rather short moment, only lasting twenty, maybe thirty seconds, but somehow it was... enough. Enough to let him breathe again at least.

Kuroo didn't let go of him until Lev signalized him to do so by softly tapping his arm and when he did, he remained seated right next to him, a hand still on his shoulder. “Better? Good, because I think we need to talk about this.” There was still concern in Kuroo's eyes, but also something else, something questioning, lurking. “We're clearly not on the same page here. You're not wasting my time, as your captain it's my responsibility to make sure that you learn everything you need to know.”

“But I take so long to learn stuff...”

“So? You've been on the team for two weeks or so, don't stress yourself so much. Also, you're trying, aren't you? You realize that you need the practice and you accept it, you really put the work into it.”

“I still suck though.”

Kuroo glared at him. “Why would you think that? We've all been amateurs once!”

“Yaku-senpai told me that I suck just an hour ago!” Lev wrapped his arms around his knees and tried to bury his face. “And it's true, I didn't do a good job at blocking today!”

“So what, we all have off-days.”

“But not as bad as mine! I'm just worse than you guys, don't lie to me to make me feel better!”

“Lev,” Kuroo sighed and switched positions so that he was in front of the first year and could look directly into his eyes, “shut up. Calm down, okay? You're not especially bad or especially vulnerable or whatever you're trying to tell me right now. You have off-days, that's fine, sometimes you suck, that's fine. As I said, we all do.”

Lev threw him a skeptical glance. “Even you?”

“Hell yeah!” Kuroo smiled at him. “The week before my finals is always off-days exclusively for me and Yaku tells me that I suck twice a day, at least. I fail serves, I miss spikes, I drop balls, that just happens and that's fine, alright? You don't have to feel bad about that, we'll fix it.”

“But... I still think it's different...” Lev crossed his legs and bent forward a little. “You can just... I don't know, shrug that off. You'll never fail completely, you're way too cool for that, Kuroo-senpai!”

A slight blush spread across Kuroo's cheeks and he looked a little taken aback. “I... what?”

“You're too cool for that! You're our captain, that's cool, isn't it?! And you're also really good at volleyball and you're funny – and you're so smart, I could never be this smart!” This was weirdly relaxing. Talking about someone he was very appreciating of seemed to help him to calm down rather than being compared to others. He lowered his voice a little. “You're smarter than Yaku-senpai, and nicer. To be honest, I even admire you more. You're... you're, like, my idol!”

“Me?!” Kuroo squeaked and his face was completely red now. They had somehow switched positions, with Lev enthusiastically leaning forward and thus towering over Kuroo who had scrambled back a little.

Lev tilted his head to the side – he had never seen the other boy this flustered. Well, he hadn't been on the team for that long, but Yaku surely would've tried to make Kuroo flustered if he knew how to, right? (Or maybe he knew how to and genuine compliments just were too high of a price to pay for him, Lev could imagine that as well.) “Kuroo-senpai, am I embarrassing you? I'm sorry.”

“I-it's fine,” Kuroo reassured him quickly and rubbed his neck. “I'm just surprised you see me that way... there's a lot about me that's not cool at all.”

“For real?!” Lev knew that he sounded like an overly curious five year old and he was well aware of the blush that still covered Kuroo's face – the last thing he wanted to do was making him uncomfortable, but the thought of the captain being uncool in any way just didn't fit right into his head. “Like what?”

“You- you wanna know?”

“If you wanna tell me. I'm sorry, I should be more respectful.”

Kuroo just looked at him in a slightly stunned manner, then a rare, genuine smile sneaked onto his face. “Well, maybe it helps you to be a little more realistic with your standards for yourself, so... okay, yeah, sure. Anything for my Kouhai, right?” He chuckled softly. “Let's see... you know how you called me smart? I'm a goddamn nerd. Kai has a safe word he uses when I use too many chemistry words he doesn't know.”

Lev grins a little at that, but then he shrugs. “How is that uncool? I mean, you're talking about something you're passionate about and you understand it so well that other people can't follow you. I think that's pretty cool!”

Kuroo blushed some more. “W-well, what do you wanna hear about then?”

“See? You're so cool that you can't even think of something uncool about yourself!”

“Hey, not true!” Kuroo furrowed his brows and suddenly seemed very determined to prove Lev wrong, as if this had become some sort of challenge. “I talk like an old man!”

“That just means you're really wise. It's super badass to be wise at the age of 17!”

“I... my hair sucks!”

“I actually like it. It makes you stand out, also it looks super fluffy.”

“It's not... you... I'm scared of heights!”

“Who isn't?”

“Okay, fine, you know what... dude, have you heard my laugh?!”

“Actually, no.” Lev curiously examined Kuroo who peeked at him from where he had hidden his face in his hands. “Why?”

The captain sighed, rubbing his temples and consequently avoiding his gaze. “It's super ridiculous. I sound like that one stupid hyena from The Lion King.”

Lev couldn't help it, he snickered and quickly clapped a hand on his mouth when he saw how the tips of Kuroo's ears took an even deeper shade of red. “Sorry... I don't believe you, to be honest.”

“It's true, I swear! Would I lie to you?”

“Hm, maybe to make me feel better... no, wait, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you a liar, Kuroo-senpai!” Lev tried to make eye contact with the third year. “Can you... show me your laugh?”

“Show you my- no,” Kuroo spluttered and shook his head, “how do you think I'm going to do that?! I can't laugh on command, stupid!”

“Oh... yeah, right.” Lev honestly couldn't tell where he took the courage from, but then the words left his mouth before he could think about them twice: “Are you ticklish, Kuroo-senpai?”

If Kuroo hadn't been red before, this would've done it. “What?! No!” Somehow his voice had risen another octave, though Lev wouldn't have thought that this was possible. Hm. Interesting.“What are you talking about, I'm naHAt-”

“I think you are.” Lev couldn't help it, he just had to smirk at the way Kuroo immediately broke out into cackles when his hands made contact with his sides. He knew that he should probably be more careful not to overstep too many boundaries here (although he probablyalready overstepped all of them), but seeing his normally so collected and aloof upperclassman crumble under a little tickling was just too hilarious and, yeah, why deny it, endearing to not continue.

“What are you doing- Lev!”

“I'm just trying to get that laugh from you, Kuroo-senpai.” Lev tried to move up to the other one's ribs, but his arms were clamped to his sides too tightly, so he instead grabbed his hips. Kuroo shrieked, falling to the side in an attempt to get away and Lev quickly took advantage of this new position to straddle the captain, gaining easier access to the newfound tickle spot. “That was a nice shriek though, I didn't know your voice could be that high!”

“Shut up!” Kuroo threw his head back, wheezing through his laughter and carefully moved his hands down, trying to grab the torturous fingers.

Lev smirked a little. “Gotcha.” He actually hadn't planned it like this, but making Kuroo think that he was analyzing him would maybe help him to a better image. Though he highly doubted that the captain could pay attention to anything like this right now – the priceless reaction when Lev quickly shoved his hands up into his now vulnerable armpits said otherwise.

Kuroo anything but screamed with laughter, his legs kicking out and slamming into the floor violently, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes and his hands grabbing onto his shirt strong enough for his knuckles to turn white. “YAHANAHA! Stahap, stashahit shitshitshit, LEHEV!”

“Whoa,” Lev mumbled a little surprised, but continuing to scratch under Kuroo's arms. “Is that it? Is that your hyena laugh, Kuroo-senpai?”

“YEHEHES!” The third year managed to open his eyes, looking at Lev through tears of laughter and his face flushed bright red. “Ihit ihihis, now stahahap! PleahEASEYAHAHA LEHEV!”

“If you insist.” Lev took his hands away, handing Kuroo his water bottle and waiting for him to catch his breath. He flinched a little when the captain glared at him, but there was a playful spark in his eyes he hadn't expected to see there after nearly tickling him to death... his Senpai... his captain... an upperclassman who was almost an adult... heaven, what had he done?! “I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done this, I was so disrespectful-”

“Lev, calm down, it's fine.” Kuroo chuckled softly and rubbed his tummy. “Ouch... got me good kiddo, I'll give you that. And I hope you realize now that I'm no one to be idolized. I'm not perfect.”

“Are you sure? I think, uh...”

“Say something about my laugh being unique and I'll kick you off the team, I swear.”

“Okay, fine, it was kinda ridiculous.” Lev grinned hesitantly and then a little wider when he saw the smirk on Kuroo's lips. “Certainly unique though, you can't deny that.”

A snort escaped the captain and he weakly punched his shoulder. “Shut up.”

They sat in contempt silence for a few seconds, with Lev examining his hands and Kuroo hydrating himself some more, then the first year softly cleared his throat. “Thank you. I mean, for trying to make everything better. But I still think you're cool.”

Expecting another 'Shut up', Lev was surprised to be met with a certain kind of... shyness? when Kuroo glanced at him. “Really?”

“Of course!”

“Color me flattered.” The soft expression on Kuroo's face suddenly turned serious. “Do me a favor then, don't tell Yaku about this! Like, don't tell him anything!”

“Oh, no need.”

“Yaku-senpai!” Lev jumped to his feet and bowed to the Libero who put on his shoes and entered the gym, smirking at Kuroo on the floor whose face had gone pale the second his classmate spoke up.

“How much did you see?”

“Enough. Gee Kuroo, how come I never knew?” Yaku chuckled and positioned himself on the other side of the net. “Lev, come here and watch. Kuroo, give me a jump serve, I'm showing the idiot how to properly receive.”

Lev shuffled over to him to watch and tilted his head in surprise when the Libero looked at him. “May I ask the context of whatever this was?”

Looking over to Kuroo who was busy gathering the ball from where he had hit it earlier, Lev smiled. “I was having a hard time and he helped me. He really helped me a lot.”

Yaku smiled back at him. “Yeah, he does that.”

A warm feeling of being welcomed sparked in Lev's chest and when he focused on the way Yaku got ready to receive the jump serve, he thought that maybe, no, certainly Nekoma would accept him after all. He would find a team here.

#rey writes #haikyuu!!#haikyuu fic #tword fic #haiba lev #kuroo tetsurou #lee!kuroo #ler!lev #low key h/c #but only a little #this was actually so much fun to write #and the intro is so long i'm sorry aaaah

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