#��why didn’t he move out the way of the scooper is he stupid’

[chloesimaginationthings]

FNAF movie Mike thinks Michael is dumb as hell

[stevesnailbat]

hi!! can you write something where steve’s having a pool party at his house, and he invites the new girl in town (reader), cause he’s got a crush on her, and when he sees her in a bikini he goes crazy. kinda smutty but not so oblivious you know? more like, teasing and steve being super flustered and hard thank you love!

warnings: teasing, a little steamy, nothing too smutty

word count: 2.0K

There was no denying the fact that every guy in Hawkins had their eye on the new girl. Her family moved into town in the beginning of June just after the school year had ended, but word spread of them fast—mainly about her. She was stunning, to say the least. She was like summertime personified—like a golden ray of sunshine brought into the typically dull and boring Hawkins.

Steve first laid eyes on her when she walked into Scoops Ahoy! in the middle of a Tuesday, their slowest day of the week. She had the brightest eyes and most inviting smile that he had ever seen, and the look on his face would have told her that he was enamored with her from first glance if she had been looking at him. His mouth was slightly agape as she approached the counter, but he closed it quickly and gained his composure.

“Ahoy there!” he said a little too loudly, trying to hide his nerves behind some smooth talk. “What can I get for you today?”

“Just a one scoop of strawberry in a cone, please.” she replied, a smile dancing on her lips as she locked eyes with him.

“You got it.” Steve said coolly, pulling his ice cream scooper out while reaching for a sugar cone. “Y’know, I haven’t seen you around here. Are you new to town?”

“Yeah, my family just moved here last week.” she shrugged casually, digging in her purse for her money. “Today’s really the first day I’ve gotten out of the house, though. My parents have kept me busy with unpacking for the last ten days.”

“Oh, so you haven’t seen many of the great wonders of Hawkins then.” he said sarcastically while scooping the pink ice cream from its tub.

“Yeah, not many.” she giggled, sliding two one dollar bills onto the counter. "Starcourt is my first stop of the day, then I’m going to find my way around the rest of the town after this.”

“Well, if you ever get lost or need a tour guide, I’m happy to help.” he suggested as he handed her the cone and gathered the money. “It was nice to meet you—“

“I'm Y/N. And thank you for being so kind…” she trailed off, eyes flickering to his name tag as she licked the ice cream. “Steve. It was nice to meet you too, I’m sure I’ll see you around.”

And she was right. Steve saw her around all the time, which might have had something to do with the fact that she actually lived two doors down from the Harrington’s. He had never paid too much attention to his neighbors in Loch Nora, but his parents always did. They came back from some business trip the day after he met Y/N, he knew he wouldn’t be there for long, though. Come Friday, he’d have the house to himself again and planned on having a pool party.

“Oh Steve, you’re home! I need you to do me a favor.” his mom said to him after his Wednesday shift at Scoops, she was about to leave the house as he walked in. “Take the cookies that are on the counter over to the new family that moved in two houses down, will you? I have to run to a meeting in town.”

“Yeah, sure. I’ll take them in a minute.” he said, dropping his keys on the counter next to the plate of cookies.

Steve went up to his room after saying a quick goodbye to his mom, finally able to change out of the stupid sailor outfit he’d been stuck in all day. He was halfway tempted to change and throw himself into bed as soon as he did, but he knew his mom wouldn’t let him hear the end of it if he didn’t bring the cookies to the newcomers. His parents were always trying to welcome new neighbors in Loch Nora, but he knew they’d barely be around to even meet them. They always sent him to deliver housewarming treats, because they were always busy, of course.

So, he trudged two doors down with the cookies in hand and knocked on the door, expecting the mother of the family to answer as usual. What he wasn’t expecting was for Y/N to be standing on the other side of the door, but there she was. She was just as beautiful as he had remember from the day before, her eyes were just as inviting and her smile was just as warm.

“Steve?” she said as she opened the door, the bright smile on her face as she looked to the very caught off guard boy in front of her. “What’re you doing here?”

“Uh—Hey, Y/N!” he stammered, giving her a nervous smile as he pushed the plate of cookies in her direction. “I—My parents always have me bring a housewarming gift to newcomers in the neighborhood, I didn’t even realize that it was probably you. But here you go. Welcome to the neighborhood!”

“Oh, well that’s very sweet of you guys! Thank you, Steve.” she giggled, taking the plate from his hands.

“Did you have any luck with finding your way around the town yesterday?” he asked and she nodded with the grin still on her lips. “Make any new friends or anything?”

“I mean, I met a few people, yeah.” she shrugged. “I did meet you yesterday, so that was pretty cool.”

“Oh yeah? Nobody cooler than me?” he teased, she shook her head and giggled once more. “Well, in that case, maybe I can introduce you to some of my friends.”

“When?” she questioned, looking up at him hopefully.

“I’m having a pool party on Friday if you want to come. It’s not gonna be a lot of people, but it’ll be fun, I promise.” he offered. “I told everyone to come around four, so you can come around then. I just live two houses down from here.”

“Well, that’ll be great.” she said. “I’ll make sure to be there.”

Steve thought he was crushing hard on her before that day, but seeing her show up to his house that day made it even worse. She was wearing a thin, black cover-up dress when he answered the door for her, and his jaw nearly dropped to the floor. She looked that good in a cover-up, now he was getting of scared about how he’d react to her in a swimsuit. He stayed cool as he led her through the house and to the backyard where a few unfamiliar people were in the pool. She recognized one of them as the girl who worked with Steve at Scoops. He introduced her to them all, then pointed them out one by one: Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, Cameron, Lucy, Ali and Tyler.

“Do you want anything to drink or anything? I have some beers inside if you want one.” Steve offered.

“Oh, sure!” she said, and he nodded before slipping inside through the sliding glass door to grab them.

When Steve came back outside, he almost dropped the two beers he was holding after catching a glimpse of Y/N after she had stripped out of her cover up. She was wearing a red bikini that showed her in the best ways, and was sitting on the side of the pool with her feet in, talking to Robin and Ali. Robin had noticed the way Steve was drooling over Y/N but kept it to herself. Steve finally made his way over to where she sat and joined her on the concrete, handing her one of the beers as he tried to stay calm.

Y/N could tell as soon as Steve sat down that he was getting a little frazzled by the situation, and knew exactly why. He hadn’t really made much of a move on her, but she could tell he had a crush. And she couldn’t lie, she did too. Seeing him shirtless, a little sweaty and a little flustered was just confirming the crush she had developed in the last few days. Of course, she couldn’t be upfront about it with all of these new people around. So, she opened her drink and began her teasing.

Steve was surprised to see her sudden change in attitude as she sat by the pool, any shyness that she had slipped away quickly. The girls seemed to like her, Robin even gave Steve a few suggestive looks as if to tell him that she approved. Two beers and an hour passed and Y/N was starting to get a little too warm just sitting on the edge of the pool.

“Wanna get in with me?” she suggested to Steve as she finished her second beer, who was halfway distracted with staring at her breasts. “I’m sweating."

“I will in a minute, not yet.” he said with a blush on his cheeks, snapping his gaze to her eyes knowing that he’d gotten caught.

“C’mon! You’re the only one that’s not in!” she teased, tugging on his hand as she slipped into the water.

He sighed teasingly and followed suit by wading into the water from the side of the pool after her. A satisfied grin spread across her face as he slid in, feeling him come dangerously close to her in the water. A breath hitched in his throat as she brushed past him, her hand running along his arm as she sent a wink in his direction. She continued her conversation with the other guys in the pool as if nothing had happened, but he couldn’t get past it. He was glad they were in the water now, because anyone would be able to see his growing hard-on if they weren’t.

The night came quickly after that, plenty of jokes and teasing exchanged between them as the day turned into dawn. Once the sun began to set, everyone started to wind down and make their way inside for more drinking. Y/N was getting out of the pool alongside Steve when she noticed that the necklace she had gotten from her mom on her sixteenth birthday wasn’t around her neck anymore.

“Shit.” she mumbled, checking along the concrete by the edge of the pool for any glimmer of silver.

“What?” he asked, sitting down on the edge by where she was searching. “Lose something?”

“Yeah, the silver necklace I was wearing earlier.” she said, still searching along the ground. “Wanna help me look?”

Steve nodded and climbed back into the pool, diving under the water to search for the chain as she looked along the side some more. It didn’t take long for Steve to find it, since it was near where they had been sitting most of the day. It must have slipped off when she slid into the pool the first time. He came from below the water and was right next to her once more, catching her off guard this time.

“This it?” he asked, holding it up as she nodded at him. “Here, I’ll get it.”

He snaked his arms around her neck to clasp the necklace around it. After getting it on, he realized how close they were to each other. He couldn’t stop himself from dipping down and pressing his lips against hers gently. She stood on her toes as he did, leaning into him to deepen it. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he pressed her against the wall of the pool, his hands traveling to her waist. Their wet bodies pressed against each other, adding to the heat of the moment. She pulled away from the kiss and grabbed one of his hands, a satisfied smirk on her lips as she guided it to her breast.

“You’ve been staring at them all day, so I guess this is only fair.” she giggled, pushing some of his wet hair from his forehead.

“Hey, Dingus!” Robin called, standing at the sliding glass door. “Hurry up, we’re about to play some stupid drinking games!”

A deep blush spread across Y/N’s cheeks as she peered over Steve’s shoulder to see Robin with a grin on her face. She hid her face in Steve’s chest for a moment, letting out a groan of embarrassment at the interruption. Steve hooked his finger underneath her chin, making her look up at him as he smiled down at her.

“We can continue this later, right?” he questioned hopefully, kissing her cheek gently.

“Of course we can."

tags: @sourapplebaby @harringtown @charmed-asylum @lemonypink @daddystevee @jxnehxpper @a-magey @igotmadskills @heart-eye-harrington @queenofthehairharrington

[animebaby00]

No Buts To The Pumpkin Guts (Katsuki Bakugou x Reader) - One-shot

(Halloween 2020)

"Come on, Katsuki."

"No."

"Please ?"

"No." 

"Pleeeease?" 

"Jesus, Y/N for the last fucking time, no !" 

You puffed out your lip, sitting on the floor by the angry blonde's bed where he sat, scrolling through his phone.

"You're mean." You mumbled with a pout

"What, just because I know the difference between something logical and something that's just plain stupid?"

"It's not stupid !" 

The male groaned, running a hand over his face, "Why would I want to waste my time tearing the insides out of a round, orange piece fruit and stab a face into it?" 

You blinked.

A very... interesting choice of words. But you expected nothing less from the famous Katsuki Bakugou.

Still, the answer was obvious.

"Uh, because it's fun ?" 

"Tch...yeah. For annoying little brats.."

You made a disapproving sound in the back of your throat while throwing your hands up in the air in disbelief, "Ugh, I can't believe you ! How can you not want to carve a pumpkin !? That's like...not wanting to eat cookies during Christmas time!" 

"Totally different scenario, Y/N."

You smacked your hands against the floor, "It is not !" You exclaimed, "It just doesn't make any sense to me as to why you wouldn't want to." 

"A lot of things don't make sense to you, dimwit." 

You narrowed your eyes eerily, earning zero reaction out of the blonde male. Then you let your head fall, a sigh leaving your lips.

But there was no way in hell you were giving up.

Oh no. You were just getting started.

Time for Plan B.

Which was also your angry pomeranian boyfriend's biggest weakness.

You worked your face in preparation, scrunching it up and holding your breath. You could feel your cheeks warm up while you clenched the fabric of the shorts you were wearing. Your quirk gave you the power of water production and temperature control from the pores of your body in the form of anything between geysered spouts or misty droplets, so naturally, making hot 'tears' spill over the edges of your eyes came easy.

You allowed your body to tremble slightly, causing your hair to fall more over your face.

A whimper left your mouth.

And that immediately caught his attention. 

His body stiffened,eyes slowly moving to look at your shaking form on the ground, fists clenched as a tear dripped from your chin and onto the exposed skin of your thigh.

His crimson eyes widened as he lifted himself off the bed, crouching down so he was eye level with you.

 "Shit, Y/N ! What the fuck ? What's wrong ?" He reached a hand out to grasp your shoulder. 

But you slapped his hand away.

He gasped as you pulled your head up, eyes glossy and cheeks red. Your lip was quivering. 

"What's wrong ?," You asked with a hiccup, "You have some nerve Katsuki. All I wanna do is spend time with you and you won't swallow your dumbass pride and carve a pumpkin with me !" 

Bakugou's mouth dropped open slightly. 

Were you serious? 

He stared at you and your lips tightened as no words left his mouth. 

'Okay. Now for the icing on the cake.'

"Fine then," you said in defeat, standing up "Guess I'll just do it by myself. Or maybe I'll go ask Izuku if he'll carve one with me."

The bitterness of your final words caused an immediate reaction. As you turned to leave, a large hand grabbed your wrist and you were pulled forcefully into a broad, warm chest, and no sooner than that, words were being barked loudly into your ear.

"Like hell you will! There's no way I'm going to let that shitty Deku get near you! Especially when you're all upset and shit !"

You rolled your eyes into his shoulder since Bakugou couldn't see, mentally groaning at his fruitless jealousy he held for Izuku since the two of you were just friends and would never be anything more.

But then he said the one thing that you were hoping he would say.

You could feel Bakugou's arms circle your waist tightly as you pulled your head back to get a look at his face. 

His eyes were sharp with anger, teeth gritted.

"Go and grab two of those pumpkins from downstairs."

Your eyes widened.

"Huh?" 

"You heard me." 

You couldn't believe it. Was your trick actually going to work ?

"You mean...you'll carve a pumpkin with me ?" 

Bakugou sighed, and flicked your forehead.

"Ow! Hey!"

 "Don't tell me you're going deaf now too. I can carve a way better pumpkin than that stupid nerd any day! And you better not think otherwise. Now go. And stop crying." He wiped away a stray tear from your cheek.

"I don't like it when you cry…" he mumbled.

And cry no more because hearing those words leave his lips caused you to completely forget about the stinging pain on your forehead as a bright smile all of a sudden graced your face, any apparent sadness gone as you removed his hands from your waist and clasped them between your own.

"Yay ! Thank you, Katsuki ! You're the best ! Stay here, I'll be right back !" 

You kissed his cheek and skipped out of his room in a fit of giggles, leaving the blonde alone in his room, highly confused.

He could feel his eye twitch in annoyance as he resisted the urge to chase you down and drag your ass back into his room. 

But there was no going back now.

So instead he sighed, running a hand through his spiky hair.

'That damn put together.'

~~~~~~~

You returned about 5 minutes later, a giddy grin on your face as you entered Bakugou's room and shut his door

There was a small wagon at your feet that you pulled in with you, filled with two large pumpkins, a sheet, a big plastic bowl, and some carving tools.

Bakugou clicked his tongue at your joyful expression, "You're a real piece of work, you know that ?" 

"Hm?", You said cheekily, bending down to pick up the folded sheet from the wagon, "Sorry. I don't know what you're talking about." 

The blonde shook his head, body leaned against his bed post as he watched with arms folded across his chest as you lay the sheet out on the floor before also laying out the bowl and tools. 

You sat down, dragging the wagon with both pumpkins inside closer to you.

Your eyes turned upwards to see Bakugou staring at you with an annoyed, stiffened face. But it didn't phase you in the slightest.

Honestly, you thought it was kinda cute.

You patted the floor next to you.

"Well ? Don't just stand there. We have pumpkins to carve !" 

The male gave a reluctant sigh, dragging his body over to where you sat, taking a seat next to your form just as you placed the two pumpkins on the sheet covered floor. 

"Here's your shaver and carving knife." you held your hand out with the tools for him to take, but just as he was about to, you teasingly pulled your hand away.

The blonde's annoyed expression deepened as a smirk found its way onto your lips.

"Can I trust you won't do anything bad...Explosion Boy ?" 

Bakugou scoffed, "What the hell do you take me for? A murderer?"

"Wellll," you pondered, "I just thought about your description of pumpkin carving from earlier. What was it ? 'Why would I want to tear the insides out of a round, orange piece fruit and stab a face into it?' And your hero name for a time waaaas 'King Explosion Murder' if I'm not mistaken."

"Tch, shut up." Bakugou snatched the tools from your hands and moved his pumpkin closer to his body. 

You watched with amused eyes, another giggle leaving your lips as you started working on your own pumpkin.

The two of you began carving away, slicing and sawing out the top in order to reach the stringy, seed filling.

You pulled the top off by the stem, revealing the sticky squishiness inside. Bakugou did the same.

Then you both proceeded to gut them until they were empty and scraped clean.

This was your favorite part. Probably the best part about carving pumpkins.

You reached your hand in, grabbing a handful of the gooey goodness and pulled out to see your hand covered in orange sliminess. 

You squeezed your fist tighter, the guts oozed through your fingers, and a happy chuckle left your throat.

Then you heard another scoff.

"You are such a fucking child."

Eyes trailed slowly over to look at Bakugou, who was mindlessly cleaning out his pumpkin as well. But with a scooper.

"And what's the problem with that ? Being young at heart isn't a bad thing." You argued,"Besides, you're the one who asked me out so you have no choice but to deal with it."

Bakugou rolled his eyes, and you continued to watch him. His arm was bent at an odd angle as he attempted to remove more of the pumpkin's insides. 

It looked kinda uncomfortable, and you decided it was pointless as well when he pulled the scoop out to dump it in the plastic bowl, only to see a smidge of it land on the rest with a soft *glop.

But just as he was about to go in again,

"You know using your hands is easier right ?" 

He looked at you, lips pursed downwards, "I'm not using my hands." 

"Why? You'll get done faster." 

"I'm not making a giant fucking mess like you are, dumbass." He said gruffly, shoving the scoop back inside the pumpkin.

You furrowed your eyebrows at his stubbornness, but it was a constant normality. Bakugou hardly ever took advice from people. Even if it was from you.

A sigh left your lips as you made to continue working on your pumpkin….until your eyes became transfixed on something.

Specifically, the bowl full of pumpkin guts.

The lightbulb ignited, and boy did you know you would regret it. 

But you just couldn't pass up the chance.

Your body scooted closer to him, and he seemed to catch your movement since his eyes looked your way in noticing your closeness, his scooping actions coming to a halt once again.

"What the hell do you want ?" He asked gruffly.

You giggled, "Come on Bakugou. You need to lighten up ! What's a little mess…."

Bakugou's eyes narrowed as you reached behind your back, wondering what shitty stunt you were about to pull. 

He couldn't see what you were handling or grabbing at, but your next words made the hairs on the back of his neck rise with uneasiness.

You smirked deviously, "...when the mess is part of the fun?"

And then you brought your hand forward, your palm filled with gooey pumpkin insides, inching closer and closer to his face.

"Y/N don't you fucking-"

But it was too late. Your hand pressed into his cheek and moved down his neck, the stringy orange substance squishing against his skin. You went farther, all the way down to his chest, not even hesitant in stopping.

Until Bakugou grabbed your wrist, and you looked up at him, more specifically, into his eyes…. that were burning with intensity.

If looks could kill, you'd definitely be dead.

"Wipe that shit eating grin off your face, you brat."

You eyeballed his stare, your own eyes gleaming with mischief, "Annnnnd what if I don't ?" 

He growled, "You better watch it, because after that little stunt you pulled earlier with and what you did just now," he pushed you backwards causing you to let out a yelp, and pinned you down to the floor underneath him, "You're going to pay."

You tried to squirm away, but it was completely useless. Your strength was nothing compared to Bakugou's. 

His hand scooped up a handful of pumpkin guts, and you watched with amusement as he held it right above your face.

"What happened to not wanting to make a mess 'Suki?" You mocked.

"Hmph," he smiled amusingly, getting closer to your face, "That's the second time you've used my word against me today."

"Well, maybe you should watch what you say."

"And maybe you should stop being so god damn annoying."

"You like it."

Bakugou used his other hand to pin your arms above his head, "Maybe I do, maybe I don't. But you better tone it down smartass, otherwise it's gonna put you in situations you won't be able to get out of...for example."

He raised his arm, putting his head near your ear like you did to him, "...like right now."

And he smashed his hand into your face.

You squealed, laughing, kicking and squirming and he spread the guts all over your cheeks, forehead, and neck, even going farther so some carded into your hair.

At some point, his hands left your wrists, and with your hands free, you were able to finally escape from under him, face sticky and tinted orange.

He smirked at you as you wiped at your forehead, collecting more goo on your fingers

He wanted to play THAT game, huh ?

So be it.

 You reached towards the bowl, enveloping another huge handful of pumpkin guts.

You sat on your knees, eyes narrowing at your hot-headed boyfriend as a devious smirk grew on your lips.

"Oh, it is SO on."

~~~~~~~

You were out of breath, panting for air with adrenaline pumping through your veins. 

Your body was laying halfway on top of Bakugou, the upper half of your torso and your head laying right between his open legs on his lower abdomen. 

He was breathing hard and huskily as well, his stomach rising and falling from underneath your chin.

You'd think you both just run a marathon or went through some hardcore, intense hero training.

But no. You were both battling for air because of a pumpkin gut war, and if your tired out bodies weren't proof of that, your clothes and Bakugou's room was. 

The simple t-shirts and shorts you both wore were smeared with orange as well as the skin of your arms and legs. There were guts mushed into your hair as well as Bakugou's, and the sheet you had placed down on the floor was no better. The floor itself? Let's just say you were thanking GOD his floor wasn't carpet. 

But even in a giant mess, you were happy.

Out of breath, but happy. 

"Idiot."

You moved your head, "What ?" 

"That's it. I just wanted to call you an idiot."

You smacked his leg with a huff, "You've already called me that over a dozen times today. Or are you just calling me that because you're jealous that I won our little pumpkin brawl ?"

"Hah ? What are you talking about ?" he pushed his body up with his arms, "I totally kicked your ass."

You tapped your chin, "No...If I remember correctly you went down first. "

"Well, then your memory is shit." 

"Oh is it now ?"

Bakugou gripped your chin, "The shittiest."

Your lips pursed into a smile,"Care to help me... refresh it then ?"

He answered you by roughly pressing his lips to yours, hands holding the sides of your face while you gripped his shirt. 

He moved his hand to the back of your head, carding his sticky fingers through your hair as you pushed your body more into his. 

However, the heated bliss ended much quicker than you would have liked. Bakugou pulled his lips away from yours, moving his head to the side so that his lips were near the crook of your neck.

"And by the way, Y/N…" he whispered gravelly.

"Hm ?"

His lips tickled the skin by your ear, "You're cleaning ALL of this up."

"Hahaha, thanks that's….WAIT WHAT ?!" 

[strangerthanfixion]

“Normal” (r.b.)

pairing: robin buckley x reader

summary: robin was always scared to say how she really felt. especially when it came to who she felt these feelings about. but with the help of a little truth serum and a badly timed bathroom break, it all comes out. whether she wanted it to or not.

warnings: itty bitty language

a/n: enjoy the gayness lovlies

Robin was starting to grow sick of watching Steve chase every girl that set foot in Scoops Ahoy. The second-hand embarrassment was growing too much for her, and she knew that if he used that stupid ‘captain’ line again, she’d snap. 

“Damn it,” Steve muttered. Two girls were walking away, giggling to themselves as he turned to face her. Robin rolled her eyes and uncapped the infamous expo marker. With a long squeak, she added another strike to the ‘YOU SUCK’ side of the whiteboard. 

“0 for 7, dingus,” Robin said. It was much less fun than it was in the beginning, it was just kind of… sad now. 

Steve took his company hat off and ran his hands over his face and through his hair. 

“You gotta wash your hands now, Harrington.”

Steve glared at her and went into the back, where Robin and the sink resided. “I’m off my game,” he said to himself. 

“Are you talking to yourself now?” Robin laughed.

“Oh hush up, Robin.”

“Give it up, dingus. Just scoop ice cream like the rest of us-”

The two of them looked up at the sound of the bell on the counter dinging. 

You looked around, waiting for someone to come help you, while Steve was drying his hands. 

Robin felt her heart flutter as she watched your eyes flit around the fluorescently lit store. She’d seen you before during the school year, you were smart, kind, beautiful. It was the third time she’d felt like that around a girl. You had a class together last year. Robin often took classes a grade above her own, so the two of you had second period together. Robin’s stomach would do backflips whenever you asked her for a pencil, digging frantically through her bag to find one that hadn’t been chewed on. Her cheeks would get hot whenever you smiled and said thank you, your fingers brushing as you took it from her. Not even Tammy Thompson from her freshman year could make her feel like that. 

Robin panicked as Steve made his way back to the front, she couldn’t let him screw this up! She grabbed him quickly by the back of the uniform.

“O-ow! Robin!” Steve nearly yelled. The chatter in the shop died for a bit before picking back up. “What the hell?” he turned a bit, his shirt still in her hands

“Don’t,” she whispered harshly.

“Don’t what?” Steve whispered back. 

“Her,” Robin pointed towards the counter, the door blocking her from your view. “Don’t do your ‘King Steve’ routine, alright?” Steve laughed.

“Why? Don’t you love racking up points on your stupid board over there?”

“Look, as entertaining as it was— it’s lost its charm,” Steve rolled his eyes. “Besides, I just… I don’t want you to scare her off.” 

Steve blinked at her, confused. He was about to bite back at her, but the look in her eyes stopped him. She looked desperate. After a second, Steve nodded. 

“Okay, I won’t do it. But we aren’t counting this one, got it?” Robin nodded.

“Thanks, dingus.”

Steve pushed through the door and up to you at the counter. You smiled happily at his familiar face. “Ahoy there, welcome to scoops,” his voice feigned pep and zeal. You couldn’t help but laugh.

“Summer job going well, Steve?” Robin felt her stomach flip again, but this time it made her sick. You were in Steve’s grade, of course, you would remember him… but what about her? Would you remember that awkward junior who choked on her own air every time you looked at her? Steve shrugged and leaned his weight onto the counter. 

“I’m getting paid right? Gets my dad off my back too, so,” he shrugged again. “What can I get you…” he racked his brain for your name, you were familiar but he couldn’t for the life of him place you. You noticed and decided to help him out.

“Y/N,” you said.

“Right! Y/N, course. Sorry about that it’s just-”

“Don’t worry about it. I kept mostly to myself, we ran in different circles. No big deal,” you peered into the freezer case and tapped the glass over one of the gallons. “I’ll take a cup of the U.S.S Butterscotch, please.” 

Steve nodded and scooped her a hefty cup of ice cream. He’d overfill the cups for customers he liked, it’d only rarely get him in trouble with the manager. He handed you your ice cream and you smiled. 

You paid and gave them a hefty tip, Steve thanked you as the bills hit the bottom of the relatively empty tip jar. You were walking back out to the main floor of the mall and turned to say goodbye. 

“Thanks, Steve! Oh and say hi to Robin for me!” and with that, you were gone. Robin’s eyes widened and she turned away from the front of the store. You remembered her name. 

+

You came in a lot that summer. The ice cream was good, the ac was nice, and so was the company. It was always Steve that came out to serve you, you could see Robin peeking around the corners sometimes as she was “washing dishes” but she never said anything. 

One time, you caught her staring. Robin just about jumped out of her skin, making her drop an ice cream scooper into the soapy water. A drop found its way into her eye and she let out a very quiet, angry, hiss in pain as she ducked out of view. 

Steve pushed his way into the back to find her kneeling near the floor rubbing her eyes.

“You alright, Robin?” she nodded wordlessly. “You sure?”

“Yes, dingus! Just go back to slinging ice cream!”

“Okay then,”

She hoped against hope that maybe you’d finally say something to her… or that she’d get the courage to say something to you, but of course summer in Hawkins could only remain normal for so long. Being kidnapped and drugged by Russians was definitely putting a damper on her hopes for a summer romance. As she puked her guts out into the Starcourt toilet, she couldn’t help but think of you. Which only made her want to throw up more. Robin wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and laid down against the cool, dirty, tile floor. 

“The ceiling’s stopped spinning for me,” she said quietly. “Is it still spinning for you?”

“Holy shit,” Steve muttered back. “No. Do you think we puked it all up?”

“Maybe. Ask me something… interrogate me,” as soon as the words left her mouth she realized how bad of an idea it might be. What if he asked about her love life? Previous crushes, first kiss... you?  Lucky for Robin, he was still a little too drugged out to think of a juicy question. 

“When, uh, when was the last time you peed your pants?” Robin laughed and answered giddily. Even then she couldn’t help but feel disappointed. Maybe she did want him to ask. Maybe she finally wanted to get it all out on the table, to finally tell someone who she really was. To finally be true to herself. Or maybe she was still a little high.

“Steve, can I tell you something?” she asked after a moment. Steve pushed his way under the side bathroom wall and over to her. Robin picked at the hem of her uniform shorts. “I, um, I like you, I really like you. I don’t want to scare you off but… I have to tell you, I’m not like your other friends.”

“Robin… I like you too,” oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. 

“No, I mean I’m not… I’m not like Nancy Wheeler.” 

“That’s exactly why I like you—”

“Do you remember what I said about Click’s class? About me being jealous and like… obsessed?” he nodded. “It isn’t because I had a crush on you. It’s because she wouldn’t stop staring at you.” 

“Mrs. Click?” 

“Tammy Thompson,” Robin shook her head, embarrassed. “I wanted her to look at me. But she couldn’t pull her eyes away from you and I didn’t get it because you were a douchebag. You’d ask dumb questions and get bagel crumbs all over the floor and I would go home and scream into my pillow. And it… it scared me because-—”

“Because Tammy Thompson’s a girl?” 

“Yeah… a girl.”

“Holy shit,” he said softly. Steve didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t lie, he felt a little dejected about yet another mark on the YOU SUCK board, but… he liked Robin— he liked her as a friend and he nothing could really change that, he didn’t think anyway.

“You OD over there?” Robin said after a long beat of silence. 

“No… just thinking.”

Shit. This was the first time she’d ever really gotten close to someone and now this was going to mess it all up. She could feel her chest tighten as Steve failed to meet her gaze, silence hung heavy in the air. Take it all back. Haha, it was a joke! Go back to “normal,” don’t be an outlier. But it was too late. What was said had been said, and now all she could do was wait anxiously for Steve to say anything, and hope that she hadn’t scared him away.

“Tammy Thompson… interesting,” Robin looked up at him. “You still like her?”

“I don’t know… no, I guess? Why?” a small smile played at Steve’s lips.

“Like sure, she’s cute and all, but… she’s a total dud! She wants to be a singer— move to Nashville or some shit!”

“She has dreams!”

“She can’t even hold a tune!” he laughed. Robin wanted to cry. She’d never had a friend like Steve before, even if he had been an asshole. Past tense. “So who do you like now?” he asked after a beat of laughter from the two of them. 

“N-no one.”

“Don’t even try to lie. That truth serum is still in there somewhere, I know it is.” 

She picked at the hem of her shorts again. “I’m not lying—”

“Y/N, that girl from my grade that comes into Scoops all the time,” she only stopped picking for a second, but Steve caught it. He grabbed her hand excitedly.

“Ah hah!”

“What?”

“You— the shorts— you’d suck at poker! I knew you liked her! Well, I didn’t know, but now that you told me about Tammy Thompson it all makes sense. The hiding behind the sink, the begging me not to flirt with her!”

“Okay, okay! Yes, you got me. I like Y/N—” the door swung open cutting her off. 

You had a small bladder and always had to get up in the middle of a movie. Robin and Steve had unknowingly run into the girl's bathroom. And there you three were, them sitting on the nasty floor, you standing above them awkwardly. After a moment you lifted your hand slightly to give them a small wave, the urge to pee completely gone. Steve waved back while Robin sat there mortified. How much had you heard? Enough. 

“H-hey guys,” you said. 

“Hi Y/N,” Steve said back, being way too cool about this. 

“I’m gonna…” you pointed at the farthest stall and walked quickly towards it. Maybe what you heard was a misunderstanding? 

As soon as the latch on the door clicked, Robin jumped to her feet, wiped the remaining puke off the toilet seat, and walked swiftly out of the bathroom. Her cheeks were burning as she made her way back to the main floor of the mall and could hear faint laughter from Steve behind her. She spun on her heel to face him.

“Don’t laugh!” she said angrily, which only made him laugh more. “It’s not funny! Holy shit I’m so embarrassed! How much do you think she heard?”

“No idea, Robin but—“

“Shit! Shit oh my god, I’m so stupid—“

“Okay! What the hell?” Dustin yelled as he and Erica stormed up to them. Steve was still laughing while Robin turned to look at them. Tears pricked in her eyes as mortification overwhelmed her. “We have Russians on our asses and I told you one thing! Stay put!”

“Alright! Lighten up, dad,” Steve said as he collected himself. 

“If you say that one more time, Steve, I swear!” Dustin began pushing the two of them back to the bathroom and Robin tried to dig her heels into the tile floor. But it was no use. 

They crashed through the door, making you jump. You hadn’t used the restroom and instead were just sitting in there trying to process everything you thought you heard. You could hear four voices whispering so you peered through the crack in the stall door. Steve and Robin were back, now with two kids. You could see them looking around through the door, ducking back in and holding it closed as people crossed its path. They were hiding from something. 

You pushed the stall door open gently, as the curly-haired boy whipped around to face you. You’d seen him before, he was friends with Jonathan Byer’s younger brother. He huffed angrily through his nose and pointed at you. Okay, rude. 

“Who the hell is this?” Robin and Steve looked up at you. You felt your cheeks tinge pink as she looked at you. 

“Oh, uh, that’s Y/N,” Steve said. “Y/N, Dustin Henderson and Erica Sinclair,” he gestured at the two kids. You started to say hi when Dustin cut you off.  

“Great, now get out!” you blinked at him, unsure of what to do. All four of them were blocking the door, you couldn’t really move even if you wanted to. Which you didn’t. “Seriously, you gotta go!”

“I— I don’t want to,” you said quietly. “Robin, Steve, what’s going on?” you asked, only now noticing Steve’s swollen eye. “Holy shit, Steve what happened to your face?”

“Don’t answer that—” Dustin said.

“Russians, they kidnapped us and are trying to kill us,” Robin said, finally. “They run everything at the mall and are trying to open some sort of alien gate under Hawkins. We’re hiding from them,” Dustin rolled his eyes.

“Great! Now there’s another person for me to look after!” Dustin ran a hand over his face before looking at you. “Well, now that you know you can’t go back out there. Y/N right?” he asked, even though he’d just been told your name a minute ago. You nodded. “Get down.” 

You did, coming up behind Robin and kneeling behind her. She could feel your breath on her shoulder and it took all of her self control not to scream. 

“Okay, that movie’s almost over. As soon as it’s done and they start clearing out, we’re gonna get in the crowd and leave. Got it? Just act normal!” He poked his head out to watch the theater doors, you leaned in only to lose your balance. You caught and steadied yourself with the help of Robin’s shoulder, but you didn’t let go. You hadn’t even realized you’d done it until you looked down. 

“Sorry,” you said quickly and dropped your hand. You cheeks became even pinker now. 

“‘S okay,” she murmured. Robin glanced down at your hand. You had a coat of polish on your fingernails, it’d only just started to chip. Robin had a habit of biting her nails down to the quick, she had hangnails all over her hands, and the constant washing of scoopers to clean up the store had made them dry. But your hands, they looked so incredibly soft. All she wanted to do was lace her fingers in yours and feel your incredibly soft skin against hers—

“Are you ready?” Dustin hissed, snapping her out of it. “And… blend,” you jumped in with the crowd. Eyes low to the ground as you made your way to the front gates of the mall. “Home sweet home, here we come.” 

“Uh, yeah, we may not want to go back to your house,” Steve murmured.

“Why?”

“I may have told them your full name,” 

“Steve! What the hell?” the two bickered for a while as you grew closer and closer to the exit. But something caught your eye. 

“Uh guys, men with guns,” is all you can think to say. Four guards lined the door, looking through everyone’s bags.

“Shit, they’re checking everyone.”

“We gotta hide! C’mon!” Robin pulled you back, grabbing your wrist blindly before sliding down between the escalators. Steve and the kids ducked behind one of the store counters while you and Robin hid behind another. Your heart pounded in your chest as your shoulder pressed tightly against Robin’s.

The two of you were still very much in the dark about the strange things happening in Hawkins, and everything felt like it happened all at once. The car displayed in the mall flew over your heads, across the food court, knocking the Russian guards to the ground. More kids, Jonathan Byers, Nancy Wheeler, a giant fucking monster. Your brain tried to explain everything, to convince yourself that it was all a dream. But the pain in your neck from ramming into Billy’s car, the blood on your hands from helping to patch up a young girl’s leg, the feeling of heat from the fire that had consumed Starcourt mall, made that impossible. 

It blended all together. But it was real. With a shock blanket around your shoulders, you made your way over to Robin and Steve, who were sitting in the back of one of the many ambulances at the scene. You smiled at them lightly and they nodded back. It took you a minute to find them as it had been parked pretty far from the rest of the action, but you were relieved when you finally did. You sat down beside Robin. 

“You okay?” Steve asked.

“Ask me tomorrow?” you said and Robin laughed. 

“Yeah… makes sense.”

“How are you so cool with this?” you asked leaning over to look at Steve.

“Stuff like this… happens here all the time. I just got used to it I guess,” you shook your head in disbelief.

“Giant monsters, girls with magic powers—”

“Not magic, she was an experiment. The government took El from her mom and tested on her for years,” you shook your head again. You were tired, the weight of your own head on your shoulders was growing too much for you, and you laid your head on Robin’s shoulder. The rain had matted your hair to the side of your face but you didn’t care to move it away. Robin sat up a little straighter at the contact. 

“Oh, uh…” is all she said. Steve smiled at her and hopped up, crudely folding the blanket and tossing it towards the front of the ambulance. 

“I’m gonna get going. My car’s still in the employee lot and I don’t think the fire’s spread there yet,” you nodded sleepily. “Either of you need a ride?” 

“No, I’m just gonna sit here for a while. My car’s pretty far down into the lot and I can give Robin a ride home,” you said. “Is that okay?” you looked up at her from your position on her shoulder. She nodded quickly. Steve’s smile only widened before bidding you goodbye.

The two of you sat in silence for a moment, the flash of police lights shown in your eyes.

“Not exactly how I expected my summer to go,” you said. “I always knew Hawkins was weird, but I never thought it was this fucked.”

Robin let out a short laugh before turning to you slightly. You picked up your head to look at her. “Y/N, I- I’m sorry,” she couldn’t look at you, picking at the hem of her shorts again. “I didn’t mean to drag you into this and… and about what I said in the bathroom,” how the hell could she explain that? “I mean, Steve and I were drugged. Who knows what they put in there, you know? I was high off my ass, not thinking straight, I—” you cut her off by placing a kiss on her cheek. “Uh… what?”

“Robin,” you said quietly, pulling her hands away from her shorts and into your own. They were as soft as she imagined. “I like you too.”

Holy. Shit.

“I mean how could I not. I thought you were so cool. So unapologetically yourself. So smart! I… I asked you for a pencil every day last year, you know that? And I never gave them back because I hoped you’d come up to me during passing and ask me for them,” you laughed and shook your head. “I didn’t really… get it before. All I knew was I wanted you to talk to me. I wanted you to talk to me so I could see you again and I was confused about why… but now I know,” you ran your thumb over the back of her hand. “I like you, Robin. A lot.” 

She didn’t know what to say. Robin sat there with a dumb look on her face. Her mouth was slightly agape as she waited for you to finish pulling the wool over her eyes. But you didn’t. 

“Robin?” you asked quietly.

“You… you thought I was cool?” she said. You chuckled and brought your hand up to her cheek. 

“Can I…” Robin nodded and you leaned in. Your lips pressed to hers, moving slowly, gently. You had a boyfriend your freshman year, kissing him never felt like this. Robin had never kissed anyone before, let alone a girl. But both of you knew this felt right. 

You never wanted to stop touching her, feeling her, but the sound of boots on gravel slowly approaching you made you pull away. 

“You ladies want a ride to the hospital? Parents can pick you up there,” the EMT said once he reached you. You shook your head and told him your car was in the lot and stood, handing over the blanket. Robin did the same, thanking him before coming up beside you. 

The heat from the fire died away as you walked, and voices grew fainter and fainter as the two of you made your way into the dark. Only a few lamps in the parking lot had remained lit, barely enough light for you to find your way back to your car, which was still a ways away. You brushed hands with Robin, barely touching her so as not to draw attention from the crowd of police officers and firemen. But as soon as they were out of earshot you felt Robin catch your pinky with hers. She pulled your hand into hers, her fingers dancing across your own until you were finally in her grasp. 

She stopped under directly under a street lamp, the bright light illuminating her skin. You stopped too and she pulled you in closer. 

This time she kissed you. Pulling away with a small “Woah,” making both of you laugh. 

Both of you knew your feelings weren’t “normal” in Hawkins, but after tonight… after everything that’d happened in the past three years, what was normal anyway?

[rosy-chimchim]

Sweet As Can Be

Genre: F L U F F, a little nsfw at points, lots of ice cream and smooches Word Count: 10k baby Summary: Summer jobs blow, but boy are you glad that the cute ice cream scoop decided to work this summer break (This whole idea came from me falling in love worth Scoops Ahoy and Steve Harrington in Stranger Things season 3, but it’s nothing like Stranger Things lol.)

it was hot out

Like REALLY HOT

You know that type of humid sticky hot that feels like the air is just suffocating you in it’s yucky blanket of heat

That type of hot

You could feel yourself melting with each step you took home,,,it was just nasty

Each owner of the little mom and pop shops you’d pass by would give you a sympathetic smile or wave as you struggled on your trek home,,,oOf they knew it was bad out there

It was horrible >:(

All you wanted was to be at home laying in front of an industrial fan, drinking some cold goddamn water

Maybe not an industrial fan that would be really aggressive,,,a moderately sized but still powerful fan

You had been planning on relaxing by the beach this afternoon 

You even packed a cute little beach bag with a sandwich, a juice box, a towel, sunscreen, and some books you were reading!!!

but you forgot to check the weather and weren’t expecting this ~𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓽𝔀𝓪𝓿𝓮~ to hit and hit HARD

You set out for your beach adventure all excited to finally get a relaxing afternoon to yourself and the wonderful ocean!

But as you continued your journey to the beach, the temperature began to increase, going from a temperate 80 degrees fahrenheit with a nice breeze here and there to a WHOPPING 96 degrees with intense humidity and literally no breeze

Like wtf

Halfway to the beach you decided to call it, it was way too hot and the thought of steaming like a lobster on the sand wasn’t very appealing anymore

Throughout your walk home you had eaten your sandwich and drank your juice box

It wasn’t even a big juice box it was like one of those stupid Motts Kids juice boxes that only contains like 5 sips of juice, anyway-

Your tummy was rumbling and you were slowly giving into the idea of getting food

You scanned the block you were walking for any place to grab something to eat

There was a flower shop, not an option

A salon, once again,,, thats a no go

Rows and rows of apartments, lucky bastards in their air conditioned homes

Your eyes fall on a yellow and pink building, it sticks out like a sore thumb around the chicer buildings in the area

Walking closer you read the shops sign 

‘Scoopies Frozen Treats: Authentic Ice Cream Parlor!’

PERFECT

Pushing the double doors open, you hear a little bell go off signifying the workers you were here

The…wor…kers??

There was nobody here 

No one was behind the counter or the rows and rows of ice cream tubs

ICE CREAM TUBS

With hesitant steps and a few more glances around the parlor you walked up to the glass window where the ice cream was held

The colors and flavors were mesmerizing, they all looked so delicious 

Of course you had your classics: vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, etc.

But there were also some more interesting flavors: lemon poppyseed, honey pistachio, PB&J swirl, Sour Patch kids and more

Entranced by the varying flavors you never heard the back door being pushed open by a grumbling boy

Or the sound of his feet as he made his way over to you

“Hi welcome-“

“HOLY SHIT”

“-to Scoopies?”

You swear you jumped five feet in the air from being startled

Damn he got you good,,,real big spook

Composing yourself and trying to will away the flush of embarrassment you finally look up at the boy who just gave you the scare of your life

“Yes, h-hi, hello. Jesus you really startled me wOW.” You managed to cough out

Wow really articulate 

Your jumpy nerves did not settle when you focused on the employee in front of you

oh

Oh wow he’s really cute

Black fluffy hair, pale skin, cute eyes that were scrunched up to match the look of a somewhat grumpy concern on his face

And to top it all off,,,a Scoopies uniform

A light pink and white striped t shirt with a yellow apron which had a smiling ice cream cone on it 

The text underneath the cone said “I’m as sweet as our ice cream!” SNORT

The pout that he was wearing seemed to speak otherwise

“Soooo are you gonna get anything?”

Oh right you were here for ice cream

“Yeah! Could I please have two scoops of strawberry please?”

You totally didn’t flash your brightest smile at him in hopes that he would think you were as cute as you thought he was nope not at all

Giving you a nod, he pulled out his scooper and began to fill your order

And not to like,,, drool or anything but his hands be lookin NICE while he grips that ice cream scooper 

Making your way to the register you wait for the boy to finish scooping your order

“$3.50 is your total”

You hand over your money and he grabs it

Your eyes follow up his arm to look at his pretty face again

His hair was puffy and tousled, most likely from the humidity along with his slightly rosy cheeks,,, damn it must suck to be working right now 

You glance toward his chest, hoping to find a name tag

BINGO THERE IT IS

“Hi my name is Yoongi!”

Yoongi,,,,cute name

“Here’s your change, have a good afternoon.”

Grabbing both your change and ice cream you start to head out the door when you remember 

The smoldering heat that awaits outside

Gross, like mega gross

You really didn’t want to face that again, not after being in the cool ice cream parlor

You glanced around the shop, there were only three tables and part of you didn’t feel like sitting at a table alone,,,that felt a little sad 

The were pink stools and a counter next to the ice cream display and that seemed like a perfect place to sit your little butt down and enjoy your treat

You set your bag on the seat next to you and started to eat your ice cream and holy shit did it hit the spot

You almost moaned out loud about how good the cold creamy treat felt on your parched throat,,,it was delicious

Continuing to eat, you let your eyes wander in search for Yoongi, the cute ice cream boy

You really couldn’t help yourself

He was fiddling around with some equipment, you’re not really sure cause all you could focus on was his face tbh

He was very very pretty like one of the prettiest people you’d ever seen

Something about him just entrances you

He looked like the cute boy next door type that you dreamed about as a kid

Okay you gotta look away now this staring thing is getting kind of creepy 

You continued to eat your ice cream only occasionally glancing toward the cute boy

Again you really couldn’t help yourself!!!

It was quite the shock when you saw him starting to walk over to you 

This is your chance!!! Trying to talk to him is now your mission

Yoongi spritzed the glass display and began to clean it when he heard a voice cut through the silence of the parlor

“It must be hard working on such a hot day like this huh?” 

Oh you were still here, he thought you had left a while back

Okay that’s such a lie he knew you were still here but was just trying to ignore you so he wouldn’t get distracted while cleaning and possibly knock something over and make a fool of himself

You were sweet(and really cute but you didn’t hear that from him), the sweetest customer he had all day, it seemed you fit the Scoopies “sweet as ice cream” slogan better than any of the employees

He was used to dealing with middle aged mothers coming in and barking orders at him about how they want to try this or that or how they only want this flavor but they were sold out of it but they wanted it anyways and-

It was safe to say that you were a very needed change of pace

Lost in his own thoughts, Yoongi realized he forgot to respond to your question

Your smile drops as you only get a grunt in reply to your question

Dang, not very talkative 

You brace yourself and try and shoot your shot one more time

“Have you been very busy today? Ya know because of how warm it is?”

His eyes flicker up to yours and stare blankly for a second

Shit maybe you shouldn’t have pushed your luck and asked a second question 

Oh noooo now he thinks you’re weird for asking him so many questions when he was clearly just trying to do his job and clean 

In your head your beginning to formulate a plan of how to leave as quickly as possible without looking like a crazy person, oh god you can never walk on this block again in fear of him seeing you

“Honestly not as many as you’d think.”

OH 

OH WEVE GOT A HIT

WE’VE GOT A PROPERLY WORDED RESPONSE 

Your smile reaches your ears as you respond “it’s probably cause no one wants to leave their little air conditioned paradises and face the nasty heat.”

He gives you his own little smile in response 

“Yeah I think that’s it.”

That little gummy smile sent your way made yours grow even larger

The silence between you two comes back but not for long

“Soooo, why did you leave your ‘air conditioned paradise’ today?”

ALERT ALERT HE JUST INITIATED THE CONVERSATION WHICH TRANSLATES THAT HES NOT ANNOYED BY YOOOUUU

You go into your whole spiel of how you were going to the beach but didn’t think to check the weather and look you even made this cute bag and all!!!

And he watched you, trying not to smile too big at the animated way you moved as you talked

Your hands flew all over the place and your eyebrows furrowed and unfurrowed at different points in the story, depending on the intensity 

Once you finished the retelling of your day, you took a deep breathe

Talking about this heatwave got you really worked up

An understanding expression graced Yoongi’s features and he nodded

“That’s pretty rough. I missed my bus today and walked here in the heat too.”

“Isn’t just horrible out there?”

Yoongi was nice to talk to, there weren’t very many awkward pauses and your conversation kept him occupied while he cleaned

You had finished your ice cream a long time ago and now just sat at the counter, swiveling in your stool as you listened to Yoongi intently 

But still, you knew that you couldn’t stay in that ice cream parlor forever even though you wanted to, very much so :(

You got up and threw your empty cup in the trash and gathered your bag, making sure you were leaving with everything you came with

Yoongi has gone back to cleaning the display, a little sad that you were leaving so soon

Even though it wasn’t “so soon” and you had been there a solid 45 minutes 

As you were walking out the door you yelled “See you later!” over your shoulder and proceeded with your walk home

He muttered a soft “Bye” he doubts you heard but it’s the thought that counts

Yoongi stands back at the register twiddling his thumbs and replaying your conversation over in his head

Your conversation 

You

HE NEVER ASKED YOU FOR YOUR NAME

WHAT KIND OF DOOFUS DOESNT ASK THE PRETTY GIRL HES BEEN CHATTING WITH FOR HER NAME

A YOONGI KIND OF DOOFUS APPARENTLY 

He just prays that you come back to visit him so he can properly get to know you :(

You did say “see you later” so he hopes that’s a good sign

That later comes sooner than expected and you find yourself walking into Scoopies two days later

This time there’s a bit of a line but you wait, bouncing on your heels and hoping that time would move a little faster

You gotta see your cinnamon apple!!!!

Well not really YOUR cinnamon apple

He doesn’t really know you like that

Anyway the line finally shortens and your excited cause not only do you get to see Yoongi but you also get ice cream!!

You walk up to the register all confidently ready to woo Yoongi right then and there

Only to be greeted by a different employee

A shock of light pink hair and a nice smile

His name tag said “Hi my name is Jimin!” With a bunch of hearts and flowers doodle around it

“Hi there! What can I get for you today?”

“Oh um, could I please have two scoops of cookie dough please?”

Mission of woo cute ice cream scoop failed, target not in range and not serving you

But Jimin was very sweet to you and your pretty sure he gave you a little extra ice cream instead of just two scoops

You took a seat at the counter, peaking around equipment to see if Yoongi was hiding behind anything

He’s pretty small lol

Got ‘em

Anyway, no luck he wasn’t tucked in any crevice of the parlor

“Excuse me?”

Jimin turns toward you 

Oh shit no this probably isn’t a smart 

“Is-is he here?”

“Is who here?”

Again super articulate questioning you goof

“Um Yoongi! Is Yoongi here? Today?”

Jimin smiled, he likes your personality, you remind him of an over excited puppy always tripping over themselves

“No he isn’t in right now.”

You smile falters and you glance down 

Suddenly your feet dangling off the stool became very interesting 

“Okay, that’s fine.” You send him a small smile trying to mask your slight disappointment 

You barely knew this dude but you were upset you didn’t get to see him working? Jesus girl get a grip 

“Buuuut, he’ll be here in 15 minutes for his next shift!”

Your head shoots up from the ground

“Oh! Okay perfect!” 

You grin widens as Jimin laughs at your reaction

“How do you know Yoongi? Are you a friend of his?”

How do you explain your infatuation with Yoongi

“Well not friends exactly,,,I’d like to be his friend! He helped me yesterday and we just kind of hit it off ya know?” 

Jimin wiggles his eyebrows at you

“Ooooh hit it off huh?”

Your face immediately flushes pink 

“No no no not like hit it off in a romantic sense!! Like platonically!! Buddies! Pals! I mean I do think he’s cute but it’s just friendly conversation, we’re amigos even!”

“So you think he’s cute?”

“Yes but that’s not the point I’m trying to make right now!”

Jimin giggles at your panicked response

“It’s okay calm down I’m not trying to give you a heart attack.” He says through his laughter

Phew okay he doesn’t think it’s weird

“I’ll put in a good word with your so called ‘amigo’ about you.” 

He shoots you a wink and you give him a shy smile along with a quiet “Thank you”

You passed the time by eating your ice cream and scrolling through your phone

Something about Yoongi gave you butterflies in you stomach that you were currently trying to control

You continued to scroll on your phone trying to find interesting articles to pass the time

Oooh top ten smartest animals!

You quickly became engrossed with the article that ranged from poodles to dolphins, cooing at the cute pictures of animals

Meanwhile, Yoongi enters the parlor from the back entrance and changes into his apron

Tying it around his neck, he peeked through the little window on the break room door

Damn it looked busier than normal, his arms are gonna be so tired

He pouted a little, scanning the tables when his eyes landed on the counter

Holy shit

It was you!!!

You were sitting at the counter in all your glory!!

You’re wearing your hair different than last time, it’s cute uwu 

Okay Yoongi collect yourself, you need a plan to approach her calmly

Just go up to her and start talking like you did last time, the conversation flowed so naturally it can’t be that hard

Taking a deep breathe, he burst through the door 

…a little too enthusiastically causing you to glance up from your phone

Oh shit abort mission

You had the brightest most gorgeous eyes, so full of hope and wonder

Damn it now he’s just staring at you, speak Yoongi speak

“Hi.”

You blinked at him owlishly 

“Hello.”

“It’s you.”

“…it is me.” You blinked again.

He gulped a little

You made him so nervous!!

“…h-hi.”

You tried to suppress a small grin forming on your face as you watched him fumble for his words

Okay so you aren’t the only nervous one here

“I thought we had already gotten through our greetings?”

He smiled a little at your sarcastic comment

“That we did, you are correct.”

You smiled at him fully, and reached a hand out to him

“I never introduced myself, I’m y/n.”

He stared at your hand a bit before taking it in his own and giving it a little shake.

“I’m Yoongi.”

“I know.”

“You know?”

You pulled your hand away, which made him a little :(((, and pointed at his name tag

Oh

Duh

He fidgeted a little before asking, “Can I get you anything?”

You looked down at your ice cream, “Jimin helped me already.”

Oh yeah he wasn’t the only one working 

“But I would enjoy some company if you have the chance?”

Apparently you were feeling extra bold today

He glanced back at Jimin at the register and found him staring back at him

He winked and nodded his head, he could handle the shop alone for a bit

And if Yoongi had a possibility to get a girlfriend he would gladly run the shop alone whenever asked

Maybe Yoongi getting laid once in a while would make him less grumpy, Jimin chuckled to himself

Your conversation flowed, hopping from topic to topic with easy laughter mixed in

You showed him the article on the world’s smartest animals and showed him the video attached to it

It was Koko the gorilla you couldn’t NOT show him!

Yoongi spent most of his time watching your reactions to the video instead of watching it himself whoops

You talked for what felt like hours when in reality it was only 30 minutes

“Yoongi I hate to break it to you but it’s time for my lunch break so I need you to sling ice cream for a bit.”

Yoongi looked at you with a little disappointment 

You were having such a good conversation:((( he didn’t want to go back to slinging ice cream :(((

“Don’t worry I’ll still be here when your done.”

He smiled at that, perfectly content to do his job if you were waiting for him

You watched him as he works, smiling at the way he would talk to little kids when they came in with their parents 

He was so sweet to them, giving his little gummy smile and asking what they wanted

Your phone buzzes from your pocket 

A text message from your best friend

Girls night starting in 10, you coming?

Damn you completely forgot about girls night 

Yup! I’ll be there in five!

You catch Yoongi’s eye, frowning at him and telling him you have to leave, “Girls night awaits, can’t miss it.”

Yoongi nods, a tiny frown threatening to break out on his face

“I’ll be back, when do you work next.”

He looked back up at you, “tomorrow, 12:30-3:00.”

You smiled widely, “I’ll be there, see you tomorrow.”

You kept your promise, showing up to Scoopies only a little hungover from girls night 

And you continued to show up to Scoopies a few days out of the week

You restricted yourself to only three cause you did have other things to do and you’ve been wasting a lot of money on ice cream

Eventually you learned the cycle of workers and who worked what shifts

There was Jimin, who mainly worked the afternoon shifts with Yoongi

Jungkook, who worked mornings before Yoongi and Jimin got there, sometimes sticking around for an afternoon shift if they were really busy

And Namjoon and Hoseok, who took the night shift + closing

You really enjoyed your visits to Scoopies, everyone was kind and charming and it was cold in there giving you an escape from summer heat

But you were upset 

Your relationship with Yoongi wasn’t progressing outside of your little chats inside the parlor

You wanted more, to see him outside of his job

and also be outside the parlor so the temptation of buying ice cream almost every day wouldn’t be a problem

It was currently 2:15 and you were working up the nerve to ask Yoongi out

You even gave yourself a little pep talk on the way here to hype yourself up

It’s spooky, rejection is scary

Okay you just gotta do it, balls to the wall, all out boi

You cleared your throat

“Hey Yoongi, what time do you get off?”

He replied to you while he scooped ice cream, “Like in an hour, why?”

“Wanna walk me home when you’re done?”

Yoongi froze for a sec

You wanted him to walk you home??? Like just the two of you??? And you were willing to wait??

He furrowed his eyebrows, “an hours a pretty long time, are you sure you want to wait?”

“Of course! I brought some books to keep me entertained while I wait. And it’s much cooler here than it is at my apartment.”

“You brought books? Were you planning on waiting for me today?”

You flushed bright red 

He caught you red handed >:(

“Nonononono nothing like that I just bring them everywhere. You see I get really bored really easily so I bring them to keep my attention on something ya know it just a habit now like I put them in my bag when I go anywhere cause ya know I don’t want to annoy people around me when I get kind of bored cause like-“

Yoongi smirked as he listened to you ramble on

“Y/n, that was a joke. Don’t freak out on me.”

You open and close your mouth a few times

You probably looked like a fish

“Oh a joke. Ha ha okay that makes sense.” 

You scratch your head nervously and grab a book, opening to a random page so you could focus on something that wasn’t Yoongis teasing stare

Your nervous glancing around the page quickly morphed into fixated reading as you became more invested in the story line 

You always felt that reading was a very good way to pass time, getting lost in a world that wasn’t yours

You changed positions on your stool multiple times while reading: sitting cross legged, kneeling, crossing your legs, resting your head on the counter, it was a habit

Yoongi noticed every time you shifted, smiling to himself

When you read you were still energetic and responsive 

An hour passed by and Yoongi went into the back room to change

As he climbed the mountain, he heard the shrieks and groans of the creatures in the forest. He wasn’t alone out there, there were millions of-

A tap on your shoulder startles you

“Oops sorry, should’ve given you a warning. Ready to go?”

You pack your books and hop of the stool with a “yup!”

The two of you exit the parlor 

You walk a block in silence 

This is weird, neither of you are talking

“What are“ “What do you-“ both of you say at the same time.

You laugh a little, “you go first.”

He clears his throat, “What are some of your hobbies? Besides reading obviously.”

“Well, I like writing, um painting is pretty fun too! I like to go to the beach and people watch sometimes.”

 He chuckles, “why people watching?”

“It’s really interesting, when I people watch I realize ‘woah I’m not the only person in the world who has a life and good friends and aspirations and stuff’. It’s out of body and humbling. Oh it’s also really funny to watch people who buy soft pretzels get attacked by seagulls.”

Wow

You were philosophical AND cute

A total dreamboat if you ask Yoongi

“Yeah, I get what you mean. I do that at work sometimes.”

“So what do you do when you’re not scooping ice cream?”

Yoongi stuck his hands in his pockets and looked down, “oh I sometimes compose music. I really like playing the piano too.”

Your expression brightens, “You have to let me listen sometime! I mean, only if your comfortable sharing of course, I don’t wanna make you do anything you don’t want to.”

He glances at you threw his bangs, “I think that’s a pretty good idea, I’ve already had my friends listen to it a bunch so I need some new ears to test it on.”

In no time, you arrive at your apartment complex

“Can I-“ “Is it okay-“

You roll your eyes playfully, “we have got to stop doing that it’s so cheesy

Yoongi nods and smiles “I totally agree. I went first last time so it’s your turn now.”

Okay now here’s the true test of your bravery

You’ve been preparing yourself to do this almost everyday and here’s your shot

“Can I get your number, maybe?”

There it is, your shooting your shot once more

“Oh yeah, yeah for sure. Here, gimme your phone.”

You hand him your phone and he diligently types in the numbers

“I’ll see you soon y/n.”

SWOON YOU GOT YOONGI’S NUMBER

You shoot him a text as soon as you step inside your apartment, Hey this is y/n!

Oof was the exclamation point to much?

You place your phone on the kitchen counter, too nervous to hold onto it and wait for a reply

The fridge looks very tempting and you tummy rumbles for real food

You only had breakfast and ice cream today oops

Bending over, you glance at the assortment of food

Strawberries, peppers, leftover pizza, grilled chicken-

Buzz buzz

You launch yourself into a standing position

You also subsequently hit your head on the freezer section above your fridge 

Ouchy that one stings

Grabbing your phone you check the notification

Hey it’s Yoongi ʕ·ᴥ·ʔ

Did you get a concussion from banging your head too hard? Cause Min Yoongi does not seem like the type of guy to send emotions 

Little did you know Yoongi was pacing his room wondering if the emoticon was a bad choice to send with his first text

You smile and type your reply

Hi there (〃￣ω￣〃)

To say the least, you two texted each other almost everyday, sometimes talking absolute nonsense that wouldn’t make sense to anyone else

Do you think dogs in different countries have different accents when they bark?

Y/n, go to sleep it’s 2:00 a.m

It’s a serious question （；へ：）

Or it was deep philosophical questions that neither of you really had the answer to

Is it worth understanding everything about our universe and planet if we don’t know why we were put on earth in the first place?

Holy shit y/n I don’t know, please go back to talking about dogs before I have an existential crisis 

You also continued your walks home together, it was nice cause Yoongi only lived a few blocks away from you

The two of you discovered different layers of the other’s personality 

Yoongi was goofy, like goofier than you expected

You’ve caught him dancing by himself in the parlors kitchen multiple and even when he sees you he doesn’t shy away, trying to drag you to dance with him

He was also a very sleepy boi, staying up too late to finish a song or practice piano :(((

And you’re always like get rest you goofball take care of yourself, but you secretly enjoy the little pout that takes over his face and half closed eyes when he’s close to drifting off during breaks

You also adoringly dubbed his break time as ‘nap time for the baby’

Yoongi already knew you were energetic but he didn’t know just how far your energy went

On the very rare night that Jimin and Yoongi would be stuck with closing, you’d stay around and help clean up

Loud music blasted in the parlor, thanks to your phone hooked up to the speakers and you were bouncing around the shop, cleaning fast with a big smile on your face

He thinks that’s the fastest Scoopies has ever been closed

And you were a deep thinker! Yoongi liked to listen to how you interpret different things and how you problem solved

Speaking of problems

It was Friday and you hadn’t been able to visit Scoopies 

Today was cleaning day and you had scrubbed your entire apartment top to bottom until it shined

Yoongi said the parlor was too busy anyway, you wouldn’t have had time to sit down and talk

Plus he went to a movie with Jimin and Jungkook after his shift so he couldn’t have walked you home either

You were currently in your pajamas (even though it was only like,,,6:45) and dancing around your kitchen while cooking up some dinner

Your music cut out slightly as your phone buzzed

Yoongi!

Hey, what are your plans for tomorrow? 

Besides showering, literally nothing

Wanna grab lunch and hang out at mine? Or something?

BROOOO

WAS THIS ACTUALLY HAPPENING 

Your fingers fidget to text a reply and your heart is pounding in your ears 

The sound of you thumbs tapping on the screen seem louder than usual

Yeah I would love to!

Yoongi gasps as he reads your response

Wow

He didn’t think this would actually work

Woah you actually said yes, this is incredible

His smile grows as he texts you back

Cool! How does 12:30 sound? ୧⍢⃝୨

Sounds perfect Yoongs ۹(˒௰˓)۶

You turned your music up louder and danced harder around your kitchen 

You ate quickly and watched a little tv, checking the time every now and then

Gotta get to bed early tonight so you actually wake up at a reasonable time to get ready tomorrow, oversleeping is a horrible habit 

It was a little difficult trying to sleep since you were practically vibrating with excitement but eventually drift off into dreamland

You wake up to your alarm going off and instinctively hit snooze

Close your eyes for three more minutes

….

They shoot back open and you practically bounce out of bed

It’s showtime baby!!!

Your music is bumping as you slide into the shower, singing and dancing while getting clean

Scrub a dub dub bitch

Styling you hair, you find yourself putting a little more effort in that usual

That goes for your makeup too

It feels like one of those montages from a 90s movie of a girl getting ready to go on a date with her dream guy

Except it was really happening to you!!!

You skip to your closet to pick out an outfit

That’s when you nerves decide to hit you right then and there 

Was this a date?

Was there like a certain dress code for where you were going?

Were any of your good shirts clean?

IS THIS A DATE?

You throw around multiple outfits, a cute top with jeans, a cute top with jean shorts, a romper, a dress

Was the dress too much?

The intercom buzzes and you rush to answer

TOO LATE TO CHANGE YOUR OUTFIT NOW YOU GOTTA GO

The elevator ride down seemed excruciatingly long for some reason and you basically bolt out of it when you reach the main floor

Yoongi is waiting outside the glass doors, scrolling through his phone

Woah

Where did your sweet little ice cream boy go?

He was in ripped jeans and a black tee, he had a few rings on his fingers, his hair wasn’t as tousled, it looked well styled and-

Are those earrings?

This is love, you’re in love

He spots you through the door and waves and you realize you’ve been standing there like an idiot for too long

“Hey you.”

Wow, your mind, such a great greeting

“Hi, cute dress.”

Nailed it on the outfit, mental high five for that

You guys walk to a small cafe a few blocks away

Lunch goes swimmingly and your meal is super yummy

Your feet keep bumping Yoongis under the table but he doesn’t seem to mind so you keep letting them brush up against his every once in a while

“So since when have you had your ears pierced?”

He rubs the back of his neck, “I got them when I was 16, but I’m not allowed to wear any earrings at work due to dress code policy. Why, do you not like them?”

“No I like them a lot actually, they make you look pretty handsome.”

Oh dang you got him blushing big time now 

Yoongi kicks you foot a little underneath the table in retaliation for making him flustered

You giggle and kick him back

This starts an all out kick war between the two of you, both trying to make the other surrender

Too bad you were wearing open toed shoes

“Ow ow ow okay I give in you win, you win Yoongi.”

He folds his arms with a smug look on his face while you pout 

“You’re mean Yoongi, you hurt me.” 

“You started it.”

“What? I gave you a compliment and you hit me! I want an apology.” :(

Your cheeks are all puffed out and you leaning against your hands and you’re so FREAKING CUTE HE HAS TO APOLOGIZE IMMEDIATELY

Literally the embodiment of (๑•́ ₃ •̀๑), he had to apologize 

Grabbing your hands away from your face, he takes them in his and gives them a squeeze 

“I’m sorry I hurt your precious little feet, will you ever forgive me?”

He presses your hands to his own cheeks

SKREEEEE

Your honestly frozen and don’t know how to react

HES USUALLY NOT THIS CUTE WHAT DO YOU DO

Clearing your throat a little you try and put together a sentence that would make some sort of sense

“I guess I can find it in my gracious heart to forgive this one time.”

Wow that was more put together than usual

He gave a little smile before patting your hands and telling you it’s time to go

GO TO HIS HUMBLE ABODE (∩╹□╹∩)

You were extremely excited to see what his house was like

Being in people’s homes reveals like thousands of more layers of themself and you were so happy that Yoongi trusted you enough to show you (｡･･｡)

Yoongi unlocks his door and ushers you inside

The main room is beautiful 

Large windows with white curtains, black sofa and armchair, a tv and the jewel herself

A beautiful black piano in the corner of the room

The whole aesthetic was very minimalist but very Yoongi

“Do you want anything to drink?”

“…do you have any juice?”

Once you get your glass of apple juice and Yoongi has his (boring) water, you two sit on the couch and just talk

It’s not often that you find someone that can speak to you so easily

It’s a nice kind of feeling not gonna lie

Your eyes keep wandering back to the piano 

“Can you play me something?”

He followed your eyes to the piano 

“Oh uh yeah sure, sure I can.” 

Why is he so nervous he’s been playing the piano since he was a little kid

This isn’t any different

He scooched over so you could sit next to him on the bench

While Yoongi played you were mesmerized 

His fingers drifted across the keys gently and played radiant luxurious melodies

You closed your eyes as you listened, the song making a world bloom in your mind

It was absolutely one of the most beautiful things you’ve heard 

His arms would brush up against yours and your stomach when he had to reach a key on the higher register

It gave you goosebumps and butterflies if you’re being honest

When the song finished, the room reverberated the last chord until it was silent again

“Wow.” 

You couldn’t put your feelings into words, it was incredible how the song moved you

Eyes peeling back open, you moved to look at Yoongi

Woah

He was a lot closer than you remember 

Your noses were almost touching and you could feel his breath on your cheeks 

He glanced from you eyes to your lips in a silent ask for permission 

You did the same

You were about to kiss Min Yoongi

YOU WERE ABOUT TO KISS MIN YOONGI

Ring ring! Ring ring! RING RING!

Your phone is incredibly loud in the quiet room 

Looking down at said phone in your hand, the caller idea flashes up at you angrily

Mom!

Shoot you really should take this, your mom barely calls so when she does she gets very upset when you don’t answer

You move out of the intimate position, mumbling “sorry it’s my mom I gotta answer”

“Oh yeah, um you can step outside if you want.”

“Thanks.”

Dang it dang it dang it dang it

You were so freaking close to getting a smooch

Apparently your mom wanted to come over to your apartment and have dinner

Meanwhile Yoongi has not left the piano bench since you got up

Your face was so close to his only moments ago and it replays in his head over and over

He tried to memorize every little feature of your face before he kissed you

More like tried to kiss you

“Yoongi?” Your head pops in the door

“Yeah what’s up?” 

You walk toward the bench and sit back down next to him

“My moms coming over for dinner so I have to go back home and get prepped.”

His shoulders drop and he caves in on himself a bit

“Oh okay, can I walk you home?”

“Actually I was wondering if you wanted to help me? If that’s okay?”

It is WAY more than okay with Yoongi

The air between you is a little thick with tension on the way to yours

Thicc

Thiqué

But the mood lightens when you ask Yoongi about his cooking skills

“I’m going to be completely honest with you, it’s definitely not my forte.”

“Alright I’m putting you on mincing and DJ duty, please be careful with the knife.”

The elevator ride was filled with laughter and snorts (Yoongi did it a few times but he swears it was you)

You decide to make black beans with peppers and rice

Yoongi does a really good job as DJ

As the water boils for the beans and rice, you two are running around your kitchen and dancing and singing with each other 

A dramatic rendition of Endless Love by Lionel Richie and Diana Ross happens, naturally 

Half way through your duet, there’s a knock on the door

Shoooot, moms here and Yoongi is too

That means she’s going to want to meet him and ask him for his entire life story right then and there

The door swings open and there she is in all her glory

“My cutie!!!”

You greet her with a hug and a kiss on the cheek

“Hi mama, how are you?”

“Oh I’m just gr-“

She already spotted Yoongi standing behind you, his hands tucked in his pockets and shifting his weight nervously

“Y/n! You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend!”

“WHAT? Oh no no mom this is Yoongi, my friend from the ice cream shop remember!”

She looked him up and down

Yoongi literally shrunk under her stare

For someone smaller than him, she was wildly intimidating 

Also finally, there was someone smaller than him

Lol got ‘em again

She gave him one more once over before leaning over to you and saying

“You right he is a cutie pie, even cuter in person I think!”

“OKAY MOM SO GLAD YOU MET YOONGI I’M GONNA TAKE HIM DOWNSTAIRS AND SHOW HIM OUT!”

Yoongi’s laughter bounced off the walls as you all but pushed him out the door

“It was great meeting you Mrs. y/l/n! Hope to see you soon!”

“KEEP IT MOVING YOONGS.”

The elevator ride was silent

You kept staring at your shoes, moving you feet

Putting the right one forward and pulling it back

Moving the left one forward and then pulling it back

In a cycle

A black boot nudged your right foot before you had the chance to pull it back again

“You okay?”

You looked up at Yoongi, his eyebrows drawn in with genuine concern

Daw, he’s worried :(

A small smile finds its way into your face

“Yeah I am. Sorry about my mom back there, she’s pretty forward when it comes to…well everything.”

He laughed, “Yeah, I kinda picked up on that. But it’s okay, I liked her a lot.”

You snorted, “Of course you liked her, she complimented you and completely embarrassed me. That’s like two of your favorite things.”

“you know you’re not wrong about that.” And he nudges your shoulder with his

The contact sent a little shock of electricity through you but you’ll never admit it

Over your dead body >:(

You stick your tongue out at him and cross your arms

“I don’t deserve to be bullied by you and my own mother.”

The elevator was wrapped in comfortable silence for a while until Yoongi decided to break it with the most idiotic question

“Soooo, I’m cuter in person?”

Ding! The elevator reaches the main doors and you shove yoongi out of them

“Get out of here you dork!”

“What no goodbye hug?”

You step out after him

It’s time to be bold again y/n

Grabbing him by the shoulders, you plant a phat kiss on his cheek

Like not like a quick little peck, a pretty sizable kiss

Your pretty sure you can see a lip print on his cheek from what was left of your lipstick and gloss when you pull away

“Bye Yoongi.”

You walk into the elevator and the doors close behind you

And yoongi is just left there with this dopey look on his face as he places his hand over his cheek 

His face feels warm and he’s certain he is flushed bright red but can’t find it in himself to care

You kissed him!!

Well, not exactly KISSED him kissed him but your lips made contact with his skin

He stumbles out the door and all the way with a grin plastered on his face

All the while in the elevator, your pumping your fists up and down and celebrating your success

You kissed him and left him a big flustered mess without becoming one yourself until you got in the elevator 

You left him shook

And duh, you told your mom what happened during dinner and she gave you a high five

“So when’s the wedding?”

You choke on your food, “MOM.”

“What? It’s just a simple question!”

When Monday rolled around, you found yourself very nervous as you took your usual route to Scoopies 

You and Yoongi haven’t texted each other a bunch since you decided to send him home with a kiss on the cheek

Thinking about it makes you blush and your hands fidget in your shorts pockets with nervous energy 

You didn’t really know what you and Yoongi were???

You were obviously interested in him duh, and he seemed kinda interested in you too but you didn’t know if either of you had the balls to do anything about it

It was this weird kind of like being stuck in limbo

Oh yeah limbo reminds you that you should invite Yoongs over to watch Inception some time

Honestly an incredible movie

With Yoongi and a possible movie date on the brain, you walk into Scoopies 

Jimin greets you at the register with a blinding smile and you give one back

“Cookie dough or strawberry today?”

“Hmm good question. Let’s go with strawberry.”

He scoops your ice cream while you look around the shop for a certain boy

That’s weird??? Why is Jimin working alone?? Usually Yoongi and even sometimes Jungkook is with him

You reach for your wallet when Jimin stops you

“This one is on the house, and don’t try to change my mind.”

Narrowing your eyes at him, you question “what’s the occasion?”

“Just trying to make you as happy as you made ‘Yoongs’ this weekend.”

You blink a few times before smiling and grabbing your ice cream

“Thanks Jimin.”

The seat at the counter was now your acclaimed spot and you took a load off there

More customers came and went but there was still no sign of Yoongi

You didn’t want to bother Jimin while he was working so you decided to just wait and see if he shows up 

“Look, I know you’ve been wanting to ask me where he is for like, the past 30 minutes. Yoongi’s in the kitchen with Jungkook, feel free to go back there.” He nods over his shoulder at the break room door

You immediately perk up, “You’re the best Jimin, I’ll be right back.”

You walk through the door and were about to go into the kitchen when you heard Yoongi’s voice 

“I just don’t know what to do about y/n man.”

Uh oh, what

You peek through the little window and see Yoongi sitting on one of the counters while talking to Jungkook who’s leaning against the freezer door

Aww how cute Yoongi’s feet barely touch the ground

Wait not what you should be focusing on right now

“I’m just so confused, I took her to lunch on Saturday and I thought it was going well but when we got back to my house, I tried to kiss her but she left the room to take a call right before I could.”

He pouted

You also pouted

Did Yoongi take that as a sign of rejection?? 

You honestly really needed to answer your phone but you understand how that could look bad to someone who was trying to smooch you

“But didn’t she also kiss you on the cheek when you left? That’s a good sign, right?” 

“But does that mean she’s not comfortable with actually kissing me? Would she want to kiss me?”

Jungkook leaned against the freezer in thought 

He looked toward the door

And locked eyes with you

You froze completely, you were just caught spying

A plan hatched in Jungkook’s brain

“Why don’t you ask her now?”

“What?” Jungkook nodded toward the door

Yoongi’s eyes also locked with yours and you try to lamely duck down like he didn’t just catch you

Jungkooks work here is done 

He walks out the kitchen door, kicking you a little and urging you to walk in and talk to Yoongles

You stand up and try to gather yourself

Well as much as you could right now

Taking a deep breath, you pushed the door open

Yoongi hadn’t moved an inch from his position on the counter

…

…….

Neither of you talked for the first minute

“I’m so-“ “Did I-“

Oh how old habits die hard

You cough a little then say, “I went first last time so it’s your turn.”

He smiled a little at that and breathed in deep before beginning

“Did I-did I freak you out when I tried to kiss you? Cause that really wasn’t my intent, I just thought I was reading the situation right and that you were as into it as I was and when you didn’t text me over the weekend it kind of freaked me out. I thought that I had somehow messed it up. To be honest with you, this is the first time I’ve liked a girl like this in a pretty long time so I just don’t-“

His sentence is cut off by the feeling of your hands grabbing him by the back of the neck and pulling his lips onto yours 

Oh

Oh this is nice

You slotted yourself in between his legs and slide your hand over to place it on his cheek

 But Yoongi isn’t really responding

in his shock he just kind of sits there unmoving

It isn’t until you start to pull away that he realizes that oh he can’t just sit there and be kissed, he has to kiss back

His hands cup your jaw as he leans down more, deepening the kiss

This is nice 

This is really nice

The nicest kiss he’s had in a long time

Yoongi thinks he could kiss you for hours if you’d let him

God he’s already addicted and it’s only your guys first kiss

You tasted like strawberries and he could smell your sweet perfume

His fingers thread through your hair at the back of your neck and you almost moan from the feeling

Your hands run down his chest and fall to his thighs, running them up and down

Okay this is getting a little too spicy for a work environment 

You pull away tentatively, eyes still closed as you catch your breath

“Does that answer your question?”

Yoongi takes a good look at you

out of breath with shiny red lips and half open eyes

Your pretty little eyes

“Yes it does, besides the texting thing, why didn’t you text me?”

“Hey I made the last move on our date, that was on you to follow up.”

He laughed, “you’re right you’re right” and leaned his forehead against yours

You two catch your breath for a bit, just drinking in the others appearance 

“So what does this mean for us?” Yoongi asks

“I was hoping it would mean that you’d be my boyfriend.”

Yoongi hums in fake contemplation before answering

“I think I like the sound of that, of course only if you’d be okay with being my girlfriend?”

“I guarantee, I am way more than okay with that.”

A bang on the door scares the hell out of you

“Hey lovebirds, I’m glad you two finally got together but the summer school rush is about to come in and we need all hands on deck, so wrap it up!”

Jimin gives you a thumbs up through the window as he walks away

Yoongi hops off the counter, “Sorry babe, duty calls.”

“Ooooh we’re already using pet names and haven’t even been dating for five minutes.”

Yoongi rolls his eyes, “I hate you sometimes.”

You gasp and follow him out of the kitchen

“How dare you say that to your ‘babe’. I am deeply wounded.”

“Oh my god y/n.”

“You know, I was always more of a ‘sweetheart’ or a ‘baby’ type of girl.”

“I already regret agreeing to be your boyfriend.”

“I’m even okay with the occasional ‘honey’ here and there.”

Yoongi stops causing you to collide with his back

Ouch that kinda hurt your nose

You glare at Yoongi as he turns back around and you’re about to yell at him when he places the softest little kith on your lips

“We can continue this conversation when I’m finished with work…honey.”

Oh yeah you liked that one a lot

Unsurprisingly, not much changes in the dynamic of your relationship with Yoongi

Besides the added bonus that you get to kiss him any time you really feel like it

But he’s still an annoying (yet sometimes really shy even though he denies it) dork

And you’re still the energetic, book loving, attention grabbing girl he met way way back

 Speaking of books

Yoongi isn’t a very jealous person

He trusts you 

He is very comfortable with your relationship dynamics 

He doesn’t mind when you give your attention to the other people cause you are a human being 

So when he finds himself pouting while sitting on your couch while you read, he’s a little upset

You’ve been reading for HOURS now and haven’t been talking with him 

And, call him selfish, he wants some attention and some kisses okay?

He baby

“Y/n.”

A few seconds pass by before you answer with an uninterested “hm?”

“…pay attention to me.”

“Hm?”

He groaned, “Pay attention to me, I need some affection and I’ve been deprived of it for hours.”

You glance toward him and see a prominent pout on Yoongi’s face and oh no

He’s using his puppy dog eyes

Literally no human alive can resist those

It’s scientifically impossible 

But you just got to a really good part in your book and don’t want to stop just yet

You extend a hand toward him

“What am I supposed to do with this?”

“Um,,,hold it??? You big dummy???”

He takes a hold of your hand

And subsequently YANKS you toward him with NO warning what so ever

No joke, he’s a lot stronger than you thought but that also kind of hurt 

He adjusts you so your back is leaning against his chest and he has his arms wrapped around your shoulder and you kind of flush pink cause even though he was a little AGGRESSIVE  getting you into this position 

It’s really cute and romantic 

“Can I get one kiss before you go back to reading?”

You give him a little smooch and then turn back to your book 

He occasionally plants a kiss on the top of your head and plays with your hair

And even though it’s a little distracting (because who wouldn’t be distracted by the most beautiful man in the world giving you love) and you have to reread the same paragraph like seven times,

You love the domestic feeling the entire situation gives you

It makes your chest warm and paints the biggest smile on your face

He pushes your hair to the side and places a kiss behind your ear

OKAY THAT’S IT

YOU IMMEDIATELY NEED TO KISS YOUR LOVELY BOYFRIEND 

You practically throw the book onto the opposite side of the couch and climb onto Yoongi’s lap

And he’s like ‘woah woah what is happening, I mean I’m not mad about it but what is happening.’

And your domestic reading session turns into a makeout session real fast 

After like,,,15 minutes you neck is littered with marks and you probably have little bruises on your hips from how tiGHT yoongi was gripping on

You pull away to catch your breath and just admire Yoongi

“Hi there.”

“Hi.” He smiles he’s CUTE ASS gummy smile

And you press your forehead against his and just twirl his hair in you fingers and it’s just a blissful moment

“Soooo, do you wanna keep making out?”

God he’s an idiot 

But you go back to making out anyway

You end up riding him on the couch and I oop-

You thought he couldn’t get any pretty but you were so wrong

He looks ethereal falling apart underneath you and small moans fall from his swollen lips and it’s just perfect 

“Fuck, I love you.”

Oh shit maybe you shouldn’t have said that

You stop all movement

“You love me?”

Oh god

He sounds so vulnerable and quivering 

Partly because he was just about to bust the fattest nut lol

But also you loved him back

“I mean yeah,,,I love you.”

“I love you too.”

 By the time you’re finished you swear you could pass out

Yoongi really had his way with you lol

On the occasional visit that you make to Yoongi’s house, you beg him to play the piano for you

Usually he’s persuaded by a few smooches and plays 

You sit on the armchair close to the piano and watch 

He always gets so into it, you can tell that music means a lot to him

When you know a song he’s playing you hum along to yourself, making sure he can’t hear

That doesn’t last for long 

Yoongi is in the middle of playing when he notices 

Are you??

Are you singing along??

His hands stop moving and he turns to look at you

“Are you singing the song I’m playing?”

“Psssh whaaat? No, who would do that? I think you’re hearing things.”

“No I definitely heard you.”

“Maybe you should schedule a doctors appointment, there might be something wrong with your ears.”

He sighs

Fine

Two can play at that game

“I’m not playing until you come over here and sing to me.”

Damn it

Damn it you didn’t want to sing but you really wanted him to play 

“Promise you won’t make fun of me?”

His eyes soften as he hears your meek little reply

“Of course not.”

You end up caving and standing next to the piano and singing

And Yoongi looks at you like you had created the universe, full of love 

Daw you’re blushing 

You’re not the only one in the relationship that appreciates the others talent

“Yoongi I already told you a thousand times, I mostly paint landscapes and not people. If I tried it would probably come out all wonky.”

“Pleaassee, can you just try? I promise I’ll love it even if it’s ugly.”

“HEY.”

“Which it won’t be!!” He pulls his chair so he’s sitting across from you

“Have at it Picasso, draw me like one of your French girls.”

You snort, “that was disgusting.”

You grab a mini canvas and some paint 

Here goes nothing

You can’t deny it, you liked staring at yoongi for an hour while you drew and painted

He was quite the looker

Damn you got lucky

And Yoongi liked watching you while you painted

Your brows furrow and your lips purse, you were so concentrated 

Ugh the cutest

After an hour you place you brushes down 

“Okay, it’s done.”

You slowly hand the painting over to him

It’s nerve wracking

You know he’ll say he loves it but will he actually???

A slightly cartoonish but beautiful version of himself stares up at him

It was amazing

Truly it was

“I love it.”

And you could tell he was being sincere about it

Of course you still visited Scoopies, honestly more often than you used to

You still sat at the same stool and kept casual conversation with Yoongi while he worked

But the break room

That’s where shit went down

It was kind of like your designated makeout spot

Since only two or three people worked at a time, no one’s breaks lined up so you had the room alone >:)))

Oh the sexual escapades that room has seen

You were currently sat on the table while Yoongi stood between your legs 

And his hands were slowly creeping in closer on your thighs

Oh ho hooo boi

It was getting hot in here 

Your hands roam his chest and find their way back into his hair

Giving it a little tug, Yoongi lets out a moan into your mouth

His hands run up your back and start to unclasp your bra

“You guys are literally feral oh my god try and keep it in your pants.”

You don’t see Jimin’s face but you see his hair bob into the kitchen and toward the freezer

Whoops

You start giggling and that sets Yoongi off too

You’re eventually crying with laughter and  leaning into Yoongi’s neck trying to calm down

Sometimes you think about the future

And it’s a terrifying thing

Summer can’t last forever you know that

Eventually you’ll have to go back to classes at uni

Even though your universities are only 20 minutes away, you afraid about how much time school will take up

With tests

And finals

And projects

And presentations and finding actual stable jobs for both of you

Yoongi grabs your hand without even looking away from the movie your watching

He chose Ratatouille

A man with taste

It’s like he read your mind 

He could practically feel the anxiety radiating off your body and he understood 

He pulls you in, tucking you underneath his arm and pressing a delicate kiss to your cheek

“Hey.” You glance up at him and respond, “Hi.”

“Did you know I love you?”

Your heart stutters every time you hear him say those simple words

“Yes I do. Did you know I love you back?”

He kisses your temple and whispers in your ear, “I do. Always remember that I love you okay?”

Scoopies feels like a second home now as you walk through the familiar double doors 

You wave at Jimin and he gives you a smile and a nod as he finishes cleaning the display

You plop down on your stool

Two scoops of strawberry ice cream slide in front of you

Yoongi smiles at you, “It cost two kisses, three of your feeling generous and want to tip.”

And you were definitely feeling generous 

Yoongi has to walk to the bathroom and wipe off the lipstick marks that covered his cheeks and neck

Oops ヽ(ヅ)ノ

[writing-blog-iguess]

Hair

Request:  Like, the reader has always been with him and the kids since they confronted the demodogs (and they like each other in secret but everyone already knows) and the reader always kept her hair in a bun. Until one day at the mall he's bored selling ice cream and he sees the reader going in scoops and she lets her hair down and his mouth out because her hair is a longer version of his. And then it starts playing almost paradise (just for him. Or could be playing in the background) And after that he's sure she's the one and confesses himself...I don't know, I'll leave the rest to you.

Summery: It was a given that Steve and (Y/N) love each other. It was so painfully obvious that everyone knew. Well, except for Steve and (Y/N). It’s not until one day when she brings Max and El to the mall that Steve finally has the courage to tell her. But that’s after he sees her in a new light.

Warning: Swearing. Fluff, and two dorks who don’t know they love each other. my bad writing, mistakes.

A/N: I’m so sorry for the wait, I hope you like it! Gif not mine. That credit goes to who made it! I hope you like it and I’m sorry for the wait. And I hope this does it justice.

And you can’t tell me that’s what Steve looks like when the reader takes her hair out of her bun.

Tagged: @jessevans

It was finally your day off and all you plan to do is sleep. Working a double shift at the movie theater at Starcourt was a bitch. And after what happened last year and then school on top of it, it seemed like you couldn't catch a break.

You rolled over onto your stomach as you thought about last year and wondered what would happen if you didn't get roped into their world.

It was a case of wrong place wrong time. You needed to get out of the house, and the junkyard was calling your name. So you drove there and sat in the bus listening to music as you tried to finish your homework.

It was close to sunset when you heard Steve and Dustin's voice. Out of curiosity, you turned off your music and walked out. They were surprised to find you there, and quickly tried to get you to leave. But you were stubborn and demanded to know what they were doing with two buckets of raw meat.

So you stayed and fought of the demo-dogs with Steve. You followed them to the Hawkins lab and helped with burning the tunnels.

Since then, you became pretty close to Nancy, Jonathan, Steve and the party.

You sighed and closed your eyes. Whatever happened, your glad you were apart of it. Because you wouldn't have met the party, wouldn't have seen a different side of Steve. Don't get me wrong, you've had a crush on Steve before he was dubbed King of Hawkins. You had hid it pretty well, at least that's what you thought anyways. You were pretty sure everyone knew except Steve.

Shaking your head as if to get rid of the thought of Steve, you buried your face in the pillows hoping sleep would come. That was soon crushed when your door swung open and heard two different giggles. Before you could figure out who they belong to, they jumped on your bed.

You groaned as one of them landed on top of you. "Wake up, (Y/N)!" Max exclaimed.

"Yeah, wake up!" El repeated. You grunted and covered your head with a pillow.

"Go away," you said voice muffled. They giggled again and stripped the blanket and pillows off the bed before they started tickling you. You started laughing and tried to push them off of you. But since you were still laying on your stomach, you couldn't do much.

"Guys! Stop! Please!" you begged. They shared a look and continued.

"Only if you take us to the mall," Max bargained. You thought about it and nodded. They stopped and sat back so you had room to face them.

"You guys suck," you muttered running a hand through your hair.

"Yeah but you love us anyways."

"That I do." Getting up you walked to the closet and changed and walked back out. "What do you guys want at the mall anyways?"

"El and Mike got into a fight and I want to show her that there's more to live then boys," Max answered as they walked you do your hair.

"Are boys stupid?" El asked with a frown. You raised and eyebrow and turned to look at her.

"Yeah, boys can be stupid sometimes," you answered turning back to find a ponytail.

"Even Steve?" Max asked with a smile. You stuttered and dropped your ponytail.

"I-I mean that depends," you finally answered, ignoring blush forming on your cheeks.

"We know he is, especially when it comes to you."

"I don't know what you're talking about." Throwing your hair in a messy bun, you grabbed your purse and ushered them out of the room before they could say anything. "Come on, lets go to the mall."

Steve was bored and tired and all he wanted to do was go home and sleep. He had slept the better part of the night thinking about you and Robin seemed to tease him a lot more today. And you weren't working, so he wouldn't be seeing you on your break. And he just wanted this day to end, even when it just started.

"Hey dingus, your breaks over!" Robin called from the front. Heaving a sigh, Steve stood up and made his way to the front.

"Ahoy! What can I get you?" he greeted and started to sling ice cream.

"Wow. You're enthusiasm is really there, dingus." Steve shot Robin a glare at he leaned on the counter. "You didn't even try to flirt with them. Should I be impressed?"

"You know damn well why I don't try flirting anymore," he answered, twirling his scooper.

Robin nodded and tapped her chin. Yeah, it was no secret that you had captured Steve's heart. Everyone seemed to know but you and it drove Steve a little crazy. "Ah yes, Miss. (Y/N) (L/N). How can I forget?" she asked dryly. "She's the only thing you talk about. Seriously, dingus you need to ask you out."

Steve's cheeks started to turn red and he huffed, looking away. "Easier said then done. Every time I talk to her, I become a mess."

"Even more of a mess then you already are?" Steve glared at her again and turned around when he heard the bell chime. He face lit up when he saw it was you and ignored Robin's laugh.

You stopped as you rubbed your head. You had a headache all day and your bun wasn't helping. Just as you tugged out the ponytail and shook your head slightly, Almost Paradise started playing.

As Steve watched the whole thing, he could have sworn you were moving in slow motion. He's never seen you with your hair down before and it looked familiar. As he stared at your hair, his jaw dropped when he realized why he liked it so much. Holy shit, it's a longer version of his.

"You're going to catch flies the longer your mouth stays open."

"Robin, dude. Do you hear that?" Steve asked ignoring Robin's comment.

"Hear what?" she asked, giving him a look.

"The music that's playing. I swear it started playing when (Y/N) walked in." Robin rolled her eyes.

"That's because it is playing, dingus." Turning her attention towards the costumers, Robin plastered on a smile. "Ahoy! What can I get for you today?"

Steve blinked and looked over to see Max, El and you standing at the register. When did you get there?

As the three of you waited for your ice cream, you turned your attention to Steve and gave him a smile. "Hey Steve. How's your day been?"

"H-hey (Y/N). It's been pretty boring," Steve answered. "But it's better now that I got to see you." That had caused Max to groan and El and you to giggle. "What about you? I thought today was your day off."

You huffed in exaggeration. "It is but these two," you start and nudging the two girls in front of you, "ruined my day of sleep to come to the mall."

Max rolled her eyes and turned to poke you on the side. "I seem to recall you had no problem coming because you get to see St-" You shoved her ice cream in her face to shut her up. You were a blushing mess and all Max did was laugh. It didn't help that El joined in to.

Steve smiled at the interaction and found he liked the colour red on you.

"You guys are dorks," Robin laughed handing El and you your ice cream. You shrugged as he took a spoon full of ice cream.

"What can I say? I love to torture these weirdo's."

"I resent that!" Max exclaimed and tried to put some ice cream on your face. You laughed and dodged it.

"You love me." You smiled and started for the door. "Come on guys, likes go walk about." Turning around you gave Steve and Robin a bright smile and waved. "Bye guys!"

"If you don't ask her out, dingus, I will," Robin commented as they watched the trio walk out of the shop.

Steve processed what Robin had said, and briefly wondered what she meant by 'I will'. Not wanting to digest it, he ran around the counter and faintly heard Robin yell after him.

Stopping in front of Scoops, Steve looked around until he saw you on the upper half of the mall. Sprinting up the escalators, he called your name. Stopping, you turned around and watch Steve run towards you.

"Have fun," El sang as Max dragged her way. You barely registered, to focus on Steve.

"Shouldn't you be working?" you asked as he stopped in front of you. He huffed as he tried to catch his breath. "You know, with all that happened last year, I thought you'd be in better shape," you teased and he gave you a look. Giggling, you offered your sundae. "It's not water but its something."

"I'm okay," Steve huffed out and flashed you a shy smile. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Oh?" You didn't want to get your hopes up, but the way your heart was beating, it was hard.

"I-um," he trailed off, not sure how to say it. You stared at him intently, waiting patiently. Steve was getting more nervous by the second. Taking a deep breath, Steve started again. "Ever since Nancy, I thought I wouldn't find it love again. And I guess I was nervous and not wanting to trust it as quickly. Afraid if it was fake.

"But then I met you that day, and I was still a bit hesitant. But the more I got to know you the more I started falling. Even then I was still scared. Then I saw you today, and I knew and I didn't want to let the opportunity to pass."

"It's the hair, isn't it?" you teased, trying to ease Steve's nervousness. Steve laughed and shook his head.

"Yeah, maybe it is. But I have to say, it looks really nice," he complemented and smiled as you started blush.

"Thanks. It's Farrah Fawcett." Steve's eyes widen in surprise and you couldn't help but laugh. All of a sudden you felt shy so you tilted your head forward, making your hair cover your face as you tried to think of what to say. "But anyways," you started and looked up, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

And Steve was in a trance and he watched you. "If you're trying to say you like me," you paused and saw the sadness in his eyes. He was waiting for your rejection and your hear went out to him. "I like you too. Well, I probably should say love. I've been in love for some time. Guess I was to scared."

Steve stared at you for a moment and you bit your lip as you waited. "You love me?" You nodded and looked anywhere but him. Steve took a step forward, and paused wanting to touch you. "Well, I love you too I guess."

You whipped around and raised an eyebrow. "You guess you love me?" Steve shrugged and took your hand in his.

"Had to say something to get you to look at me." You poked your tongue out him.

"You gonna kiss me or gonna want half a year?"

"Very funny."

"I try to be." You shrugged and laughed at the pointed look he gave you.

The two of you leaned in and shared your first kiss. The kiss was everything you dreamed of and more.

When you broke the kiss for air, you were smiling like an idiot. "So what now?" he asked, still holding your hand.

"Take me on a date," you said with a shrug. "And from there, we'll see if I want to continue this."

"Haha," he said dryly. "How about tonight after my shift? We can go see a movie and get something to eat."

Before you had a chance to reply, there was yelling from downstairs. "Hey Harrington! You need to get back to work!"

"I swear, Robin's out to get me." You laughed and kissed his cheek.

"You better get back before she actually kills you." Another kiss, you gave him a smile. "I'll see you tonight then. Don't be late," you warned and Steve gave you a bright smile that could melt your heart. He kissed you again and started walking backwards.

"I'll see you tonight."