#*turns off mic and uses it to beat myself into sweet sweet unconsciousness*

[stressy-enby]

Love Letters

Tenya Iida X Writer!Reader

(This is absolutely a self insert leave me alone)

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Tenya's morning routine was always the same. He was awoken by his alarm at 6:20 A.M. He went to the bathroom and washed his face. Then he'd get dresses, comb his hair, and go downstairs for breakfast. After he'd eaten, he would brush his teeth, and head to class with his peers.

This system was so ordinary, so methodical, that he almost missed the folded sheet of printer paper on the floor in front of the door.

Probably Mr. Aizawa, he'd thought, stooping to collect the note. His teacher occasionally left notes taped to the class rep's door, asking him to take attendance or start class if Aizawa knew he was going to be late. Still nothing out of the ordinary for Tenya.

When he unfolded the paper, though, he was surprised to see not a message from his teacher, but rather a very sweet note; something that Tenya was not accustomed to getting at all.

I hope it does not alarm you to hear that I adore you. Your unbridled passion for heroics, your eyes; which are oceans of kindness, and your aptitude for helping others. Every little bit of you never once ceases to amaze and enamor me. Though you are a vessel for speed, you choose to walk alongside your friends, instead of tearing off into the future. You build me up and make me feel strong, whether you realize it or not. You make me feel like I'm actually worth something. You keep my head up when I feel as though I'm drowning in a sea of my insecurities.

Perhaps one day I'll have the courage to tell you this in person. For now though, this will suffice.

The letter was not signed off, but rather ended with a red pen sketch of a heart. Tenya's eyes nearly doubled in size. He re read the note several more times to make sure he hadn't imagined the loving words. Who could've possibly written it? He wasn't aware of anyone in his class who harbored these kinds of feelings, much less for him, but he had never been particularly good at reading emotions.

Realizing he was going to be late for breakfast if he dwelled any longer on it, Tenya pocketed the love letter and headed downstairs. The mystery would have to wait until after school. His responsibilities always came first, no matter how often his mind still wandered back to the letter in his pocked, yearning to pull it out and read it yet again, just to make sure he still wasn't dreaming.

. . . 

Whoever had written the note was smart, Tenya realized. They had typed it, leaving no room for the possibility that he could recognize the handwriting. The only part that had been done by hand was that little red heart, but a doodle wasn't nearly enough to tell him who the author was.

He turned instead to analyzing the words themselves.They were well chosen, poetic even. The fifty cent words like "unbridled" and "enamored" led him to believe that the author was an experienced writer, or perhaps simply read a lot.

Yaoyorozu was a good contender, she was an eloquent speaker. Kaminari also read a lot, he was good with literature. And there was Tokoyami, who seemed to speak exclusively in poetry. Tenya jotted down his ideas, crafting a short list of his classmates.

"Oh, (L/N) writes a lot," he mused, adding their name to the list. (L/N) actually made a lot of sense.

Oh, but maybe it was just wishful thinking. Perhaps he only read the love letter in (L/N)'s voice being he wanted it to be them.

...or maybe it actually wasn't a bad idea.

(L/N) was always writing. They viewed it as a privilege, a challenge. They leapt at every creative writing assignment they got in English class, and the few stories they had shared were spectacularly inventive and elegantly crafted.

Tenya halted, scanning the message again. It suddenly seemed more and more likely that (L/N) was in fact the author.

He chewed his lip. It was too easy. Too convenient. Too perfect. How could someone he already cared for so deeply send him something like this? It was too good to be true. Besides, it was only one note. How could be possibly-

"What if they write more?" Tenya suddenly said out loud, his train of thought coming to a screeching halt. "I'd have a better line up to analyze. I could also ask Present Mic for the short stories assignments he's grading so I can pass them back. I could probably be able to look over at least a few of them and see if I recognize the writing."

A man on a mission, Tenya resigned himself to waiting until the next day to see if another note appeared, and to ask Present Mic about the stories.

Too anxious and oddly excited, he hardly got any sleep.

. . . 

Sure enough the next morning, there was a new note. Tenya all but flew out of bed and scrambled to unfold it.

I find myself caught in a storm of uncertainty all too often. I'm tossed from wave to wave in an ocean of fear. You are my rock. You hold me fast and secure in this ever-changing and frightening world. You are safe. You are my home.

You are my everything.

Tenya unconsciously read the letter in (L/N)'s voice again. He felt his heart beat harder at the thought of them penning these beautiful words.

"You don't know that it's them," he scolded himself, unwillingly placing the new note on his desk next to the old one. He tore himself away from them to retreat into the bathroom to get ready for the day.

The new message did offer one new clue already, though. It used the same ocean metaphor as the first one. It was a comparison the author seemed to favor. Maybe he could find it in their other works.

He had to get his hands on those short story assignments before he lost his damn mind.

. . . 

Tenya felt slightly uneasy about telling Present Mic he wanted the stories to pass back, even though he was technically telling the truth. He was eventually going to pass them back. When he was done looking through them.

A lie of omission is still a lie, that annoying voice in his head insisted, but he pretended he couldn't hear it, pushing it down. It wouldn't do any harm, he rationalized. And he had to know.

Tenya flipped through the papers, looking for (L/N)'s first. It was a desperate wish that they were the author of the anonymous notes, but it also seemed to make just enough sense to justify thumbing through their assignment.

There. (L/N) always went above the beyond with creative writing, and the five pages of neatly typed text was a testament to that. It was the longest assignment in the stack by two pages.

Wait.... typed?

It was probably a coincidence. After all, (L/N) hadn't been the only student who'd opted to type their story. Tenya was too convinced already that they had sent him those letters for him to entertain the idea that it was simply just a coincidence.

He skimmed the story quickly before class started. He found himself impressed, not for the first time with (L/N)'s abilities as a writer. Each word was carefully selected to craft perfect sentences and immaculate paragraphs full of feeling and vibrant imagery.

He stopped suddenly a page in as the protagonist compared their anguish to a stormy sea, heavy waves tossing them to and fro.

There it is again.

The sentiments from the letters, which Tenya had all but seared into his brain, echoed that of what he was reading now. The vocabulary, the imagery, the deep feelings evoked by each sentence, and even the fact that it was typed.

It had to be them. It had to be (Y/N). It was just too perfect.

. . . 

(Y/N) sat a few seats ahead and to the right of Tenya, so he spent quite a bit of class time staring unabashedly at the back of their head. They were scribbling madly on a sheet of lined paper. Lecture notes? Short story?.... Love letter?

People often say that opposites attract. Tenya was just realizing how true that was as he sat in class, half listening to the lesson, half watching (Y/N). He was all angles and sternness, whereas they were flexible and soft. Perhaps it didn't always show physically on their features, but in their mannerisms, and even in their writing, they were stunning curves, twists and turns. With them, you didn't always know where you were going, but it was an adventure all the same. They were a warm, comforting feeling. They felt like home.

An idea bloomed in Tenya's mind, a delectably wonderful way for him to show (Y/N) that he reciprocated their feelings. Having a difficult time smothering his smile, Tenya fished through his school bag for a sheet of lined paper.

. . .

You frowned thoughtfully at your paper, lips pursed. You tapped your pencil against your dorm room desk as you considered your next words.

This was the hardest, part, but still the most fun. The first draft. You could change whatever wording or dialogue you wanted while you were typing it up, nut you still needed a good base. You still had to carefully choose every word that you wanted to use to move your audience.

Tenya Iida

You grinned giddily just thinking of him. He had given almost no indication these past two days that he'd gotten your letters, but you could tell. His eyes had darted around, scrutinizing everyone they landed on. It had felt a bit like being dissected when his gaze had fallen upon you.

There's no way he knows, you had reasoned, giving him a tight smile in return. He's just trying to sus me out. For all he knows, it could be literally anyone.

You had ridden that wave of shaky confidence in your anonymity, all the way to that moment, where you turned around in your desk chair, intending to grab your phone, only for your eyes to fall upon a folded up piece of paper next to your door.

You felt an anxious lurch in your gut as you shakily picked it up. "If this is Iida telling me to never speak to him again I'm going to cry."

You unfolded the message, fully expected the worst, and praying to whatever god was or wasn't out there that you were wrong and that Iida wasn't completely creeped out and now hated you.

You remind me of the ocean waves you write about so often. You're a crescendo of carefully chosen words, actions, and kind thoughts. You're soft yet strong, never backing down from a fight or a friend in need. Your determination and drive impress me to no ends, and make me want to impress you as well.

You've cast a spell on me for quite some time now, but your hold over me was only strengthened by the heartfelt messages you sent me. I'm beyond happy that you share my feelings.

The letter wasn't signed, but it was written in what was distinctly Iida's penmanship. He had ended his message the same way you had ended yours; with a hand-drawn heart.

"Oh my god," you whispered, paper crinkling as your grip tightened around it. You read it again. Then again. And then again. "Damnit, he's right. I do use the stormy sea metaphor a lot."

Note still clenched in your hand, you sped-walked to Iida's dorm room, heart thundering in your chest. The thought that Iida; sensible, respectful Iida would have feelings for a disaster like you was a little discombobulating to say the least, so you were determined to hear it straight from the horses mouth.

You rapped on his door, foot tapping impatiently. The few seconds it took for Iida to answer dragged on for what felt like an eternity. When he finally did open the door, a pleasantly surprised look crossed his face upon seeing you.

You held up his note. "Hi. Um, so."

Iida chuckled, cheeks reddening. He gestured you in as he stepped back to his desk, where he produced the letters you had sent. "So."

"Y-you're not messing with me, right?" you asked nervously. "'Cause if you are I'm going to kick you."

"Trust me, everything I wrote is 100% true." He smiled earnestly. "And you...?

"I think those letters are the most honest I've ever been about my feelings ever." you admitted, shifting your weight from foot to foot. A wry smile played on the edges of your lips. "I was drafting you another one, but you just had to go and find me out and ruin it."

"You can still give it to me," Iida said hopefully, palming the back of his neck with his hand, flustered.

You laughed a little, your own cheeks warming up. You twisted the hem of your shirt. "Uh, can I hug you?"

"O-of course!"

You wrapped your arms around Iida's torso, resting your head on his chest, listening to the drumming of his heart. He slowly followed suit, snaking his arms around your shoulders. He let out a contented sigh, relaxing into your touch. He was so warm. He was a cozy fire in the dark of winter, a blissful reprise from a cold and harsh world.

You pursed your lips, stifling a snicker. I've gotta write that down.

[djbunnyxd]

Chapter 1:

Secret

⚠️warning⚠️

This fan fiction story story causes

Adult language

Abuse

Injuries

Violence

Drugs

Sexual activity

It was Friday night’s mission. Raph got his twin tonfas, Leo got his ōdachi, Donnie got his tech bo staff, and Mikey got his fundo. And me, Nala Anderson the Chromatica barbie doll made out of glass, leader of the purple tribe got my Daggers, ammo, gun and string rope. Tonight, we were fighting the foot clan. That’s why they needed me. I wore my original outfit that I sometimes usually wear on mission.

“Alright team!” Said Raph. “Listen up! Here’s the plan! Nala and Mikey take the soldiers then, Donnie and Leo takes out the paper ninjas, then I take out the foot faces!” We all went outside and snuck up on to the roof tops. We roof jumped until, we spotted them. Donnie handed out mics, so we can split from each other to our partner. “White Angel.” Said Raph. “You and Mikey spot the targets yet? Over.” Me and him were still looking for the soldiers. “Negative. Over.” I whispered. Then, I looked around then, spotted one. “Mikey.” I whispered. “I spot one of them. Alone. Over.” One of them answered in the mic. “Good.” Said Mikey. “I’ll tell Raph. Over” I loaded up my gun then, then looked into the telescope to seek the rival. I let go of the trigger then, blasted the enemy. The boys heard me taking aim at the villain. Then, I headed to another building, to see if there is more of them. “This is so shitty.” I whispered to myself. Until, I saw another one also hunting for one of the turtles or me. I quickly aimed at the target, but then I saw two more of them. “I found another one but it’s with 2 paper ninjas. Over.” I said in my mic. “Roger that!” Said Mikey. “You take fire at the one of them and take out the rest!” Mikey swooped in to defeat the 2 ninjas. I pressed down my trigger and shoot at the first one. Then, I gave Mikey a thumbs ups and a wink. Mikey checked for anymore. “I think you got all of them.” Mikey said in his mic. “Good.” I said. “Red rover. Where all clear of the soldiers. Now they have to take out the confetti.” Me and my friends giggled. “Raph is about to dig in those villains!” Raph and stuck to the shadows in ninja mode. I roof jumped to another roof top to get a better view of what he was doing. The boys took the bait, while trying to strike but, they saw one more soldier. It was a black one. “Nala.” Said Raph. “I thought you said you took all of them out.” I was confused. I looked down at the street to see what he was talking about. “Oh shit.” I whispered. “I see what Raph means.” I quickly took action of the soldier. I accidentally took shot fire, alarming the rest of the foot clan. “Shit!” I panicked. “Retreat to the base I shot to early! I repeat go back to the base!” The boys were alarmed by the blast them selfs. They didn’t return back to the base. They stood their ground and where prepared to fight. “What are y’all doing?” I yelled. “Get the fuck out of there!” The foot saw them. I threw a bomb that quickly exploded, causing the foot to fall back, knock them all unconscious. The boys looked at me with a very angry look. “Why are you guys angry?” I said angered. “I saved your asses!”

“We could’ve did this ourselves!” Said Raph. I gave him a middle finger to flip him off. I went to my room to shame myself for an hour of how stupid I was. I left my room and headed back to the lair to apologize but, then saw Raph with a half empty bottle of liquor and Donnie with a cigarette in his mouth, getting ready to puff the smoke. When he did it, I was gagging from the smell of the smoke. “We could have done it ourselves!!” Raph yelled. I guess he was drunk from the liquor bottles and alcohol. Leo had white powder on his snout, that was not sugar, but is cocaine. Raph turned to him with a angry, aggressive face. “You little bitch!” Raph scream. Raph threw the bottle at Leo’s forehead, causing to make a gigantic bloody slash across his head. I never thought Raph could be this violent when he’s drunk. “Raph! Stop!” I screamed at him. He pushed me aside and keeper beating Leo. Over and over. Leo couldn’t stop weeping or stop bleeding. His snout was messed up with blood and had glass, cuts, and patches on and in his arms and body parts. I covered my ears as the screams of Leo, kept getting louder and louder. I also closed my eyes, as I saw the blood pouring out from him. Mikey and donnie just walked pasted us and did nothing. When it was all over, I took Leo to the garage and brought the first-aid kit, to clean his bloody cuts and bruises. Leo was shocked and depressed that Raph would be this violent. I was even more shocked. “Why were you even sniffing coke in the first places?” I asked him. Leo’s nose was all stuffy and runny. “Because.” He stuttered. “It helps me forget things that are bad.” I told him “good things can be bad and bad things can be good.” I patched up his cuts and picked out the glass with tweezers. Before I did that, I got a wrench and cleaned off the oil, so he can bite on it, while picking out the glass. Leo cried in so much pain. I rubbed the salty tears off his cheeks and touched his head with mine. “I’m sorry I couldn’t help you.” I said, as a tear rolled down my cheek. I grabbed the needle and thread. Some of those cuts involved stitches. Splinter walked by and saw Leo injured. He rushed over to him, to ask over about a million questions. “What happened?! When did this happen?! Who made this happen?!” Said splinter. “Raph got drunk over liquor and beaten Leo. It happen downstairs in the kitchen. And Raph made this happen.” I explained to him. Splinter was freaked out. When he left, I stitched the wide splited cuts closed together. I was thinking, that he would find Raph and asking him questions or scream at him. While I was cleaning up Leo, he gotten blood on my shirt, but which I didn’t mind.

I heared dad and Raph yelling at the top of his lungs. “You shouldn’t hurt your brothers like that!” Splinter yelled. “He’s bleeding so much!” Raph was furious. “It’s not my fault Leo was doing coccaine!” He yelled. Splinter was puzzled and shocked at the same time. Back at Leo, I patched him up and then, he looked at me, stroking back my hair to the back of my ear. “Leo, you okay?” I said. “I’m sorry! You’re just so beautiful.” Leo said. I was shocked. I didn’t know if he was complimenting me or in love. I grabbed his hand and put it on his lap. Then, he put his hand on my cheek and I just lost control. Our lips rushed to each other, giving us a kiss. We couldn’t stop. Leo carried me to to his bedroom and put me on his bed, we’re still kissing. He yanked off my shirt and pants. He got below me and moved my pantie’s aside. He licked all my sweet spots of my g-spot. I was filled with relaxation. When he did it I gasped loudly. I never had anyone do that to me before, but I still had my virginity. When he was done, Leo got off the bed and turned me around. He lifted up my leg and pulled down his pants, then entered his you know what into my vagina. My moaning sounded like a bitchy anime character. When he was moving back and forth, I would always take a breath and let out a moan like a shocked anime character. Leo kept going faster and faster. The amount of blood that squeeze out of me was a lot, but like a said “I’m a virgin with my virginity” My vagina was tiny, but he went deeper into me. He was so strong, that I felt the veins from him into me. The way it felt was amazing. By the time he was done, I kneeled onto the floor, to suck on him. I know this sounds nasty, but I really love my friends, so I gave Leo some sloppy head and a deepthroat. Leo plopped on to the bed, while I was still sucking on him. Leo grabbed my head and started to push it deeper into his dick. I started to swallow his leaking sperm. “Nala~” He said with his trembling voice. “Your m-making me c-cum~” I continued to give him sloppy head, as my spit dripped out of my mouth, on to him, to his bed. He finally came in my mouth, seeping down in my throat was delicious. I got on top of him and grabbed his dick, and putted back inside me. It was warm and sticky. I raped myself with it so hard, that I almost made him Cum again, but he actually made me cum on him. It was white just like his cum, but instead of cum, I squirted. Leo giggled if how I squirted on his chest near his mouth. “You taste delicious.~” He teased. He pressed near my clit to make me do it again, so he could taste more of it. I couldn’t resist. I had to let it rip. He tasted it this time. All of it. “What a good girl you are~” He giggled. I came the 3rd time. I was exhausted, but Leo wasn’t finish yet. He stood up and carried me, then grabbed me by thighs. This time, he put his dick in my asshole. I rapped my arms around his neck, while bouncing, up and down on him. He grabbed both my butt cheeks and was making me bounce faster and faster, in each move. He was raping me so hard. I guess we all know who my favorite brother is now. I decided to smooch with my brother. We both tounge kissed, which made saliva drip. “Open your mouth~” He said. I opened my mouth with my tounge sticking out. He spit in my mouth, which looked like a whitish color-ish like. We both plopped on the bed, with Leo, still banging me. He sucked on my nipples of my chest and kissed my neck. “Leo, I’m cumming!” I moaned out. Leo got out his dick and smacked my pussy with it, I squirted again. He bended down and kissed my pussy. I love him so much. Leo was slurping and licking on my vagina, he was also fingering it.

When I felt it, my eyes crossed and faced upwards, while grabbing his bed sheets. I was moaning softly, because I didn’t know my brother could be this way. While he was done, Leo got underneath me and placed his dick in me, with my feet on his knees and him grabbing my sides. He controlled me of how, bouncing my hips in him, up and down in every move. “Oh Leo! You’re so hard! My...My heart feels like it’s going to blow up!~” I moaned loudly. No one could hear us, because Leo’s door was lock, sound proof and covered our little sex secne from the curtains. He took off his bandana and put it on me, making me blindfolded. He kept banging me faster and faster as he can go and was going harder than before. I didn’t know boys could be so freaky. Since he was behind me, he kissed my neck softly and felt my nipples get hard. He giggled and started to go deeper as, he wanted to make my nipples harder. It worked tho, it worked to well. I lost control of myself. I bounced ever so deeply on his cock, while panting heavily. “Good job~” Leo teased. I guessed he really liked my insides. “Goddamn, you’re so deep in there!~” He spitted on his fingers and wiped my anus. Then, he took his dick out my pussy then, entered it in my anus. We had anal sex. He was so big in my other hole, that I nearly squirted again. When he was rubbing his cock inside my ass, I was sweating. I was burning hot. I put my hand on his muscle and my other on his hand, then starting to hold on it. I grabbed his hand then, put it to my lips and kissed him, then made my way down to my neck, trying to make him choke me again. “I guess you like me choking you like this, huh~?” Leo teases. He lifted me up and put my thigh to his mouth. He bit my thigh, which made me go nuts. “I’m cumming~” He announced. It was warm on top of me, then he lied me on top on his plastron, which was soft and warm. I put the blanket on top of us, then I looked at my brother and kissed him. Then...we rest happily.

Chapter:2 coming soon

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[TRANS] ViVi Magazine: Fan Questions with Johnny, Taeyong & Haechan!

What would a group name be for you three together? Taeyong: Isn't this combination a first to be grouped together?! Johnny and I are the hyungs in the team and Haechan is the youngest so it kinda feels like 'two teachers and one student'? (laughs) Haechan: Yes! That's right!! (t/n: very polite form) Johnny: hahaha (laughs) or how about 'Dynamic Team'? As Taeyong said, there's an age difference, but isn't that dynamic? ─── Then, are you the 'Dynamic two teachers and student team'?Johnny: Hmm, it doesn't sound bad! Taeyong: What does Haechan think we should name us three? I want to hear Haechan's thoughts quickly~ Haechan: Hmm~ For me it would be 'Haechan and the kids'…… (laughs and takes a glance at the two others) wha-what do you think? Taeyong & Johnny: Yes, teacher! Let's go with that~!! (t/n: very polite form) 

Q. You’ve completed the tour, you’ve worked hard! Please tell us what you admired the most about Saitama Super Arena concerts. Haechan: I’m really thankful for being able to hold a concert at the Arena at all. Apart from these Saitama shows I wasn’t able to participate in the tour, so I’d like to spend more time with fans if we tour in Japan again. Johnny: I really enjoyed the Saitama shows~! Whenever I meet Japanese fans it feels like I can breathe right. Taeyong: That’s right. First of all more than anything I’m happy that through this tour we got to meet our fans from all over Japan. I think it’s the biggest destiny in my life. I want to make even more good memories in the future. But I’m also happy with this moment right now! My heart feels content. In the future I wish there will be a lot of cool people by my side and I’ll try my best while being grateful. In addition because Saitama shows were at an arena and until then we did shows at concert halls, it felt different? In case of concert halls the area was smaller so I could really connect with fans, and as for Saitama the stage was so big that we could pull of fancier performances. I really like that we got to experience both sides on this tour. Johnny: And we can’t forget about the surprise fans prepared on the last day! Taeyong: That was really surprising! It was right when we went to take pics with the people at the concert, right? Then the word ‘NOW’ appeared on the screen, and I was like ‘What’s going on~?’ and I turned around, and fans already were in a different mood. My heart started beating fast and it felt like I’m about to receive a confession hehe Johnny: When we turned around we suddenly heard everyone start singing! Haechan: Mhm mhm. It felt really good~ I was really really happy when everyone was singing  <TOUCH> to us! We got caught up, took our in-ear pieces out, put mics down too and started singing with our fans. Taeyong: It really was so sudden my mind went blank. I really couldn’t think at all! Everyone, thank you so much~!!

Johnny edition

Q. I've been studying in America for a year since last summer, can you let me know how to make friends in America! If you have a hobby you like, you can certainly make your study experience abroad very fun. So, what do you think about joining a club or something similar at school? If you make an effort to participate actively, you will naturally find common ground and will be able to make many friends. If you're worried about finding friends then it's important to be proactive starting from yourself! They will welcome you if you try to get closer (to them) yourself first.

Q. I really like the pictures Johnny takes of the members! During which moments do you usually like to take pictures of them? Often during things like shoots, we usually capture our cool sides right? So I like to capture their natural sides as much as possible. But I don't take pictures secretly (laughs). Everyone knows I always carry a camera. Even if I take out my camera, the members stay still unconsciously and it's like 'Ah~ (Johnny is) taking a picture~' and it's natural like that. These are my thoughts but isn't it like these moments can only be captured in front of my camera?! Hm, yes I think so! (Applause)

Q. I want to confess to the man I like, but I can't get myself to do it. What should I do?OK, OK~! I think you will have a hard time if you won't be able to confess. Won't you feel better when the weight is lifted off your shoulders if you confessed? You will surely find courage if you realize that. I hope you can confess without any regret more than just keeping on hesitating. But if you still don't have the courage, uhm~ what should you do? You're probably scared to be rejected, but it doesn't matter if you get rejected or not! I hope you can be someone who is able to express themselves at any time! Good luck~ I will cheer for you!

Taeyong edition

Q. You seem to like sweets a lot without really caring about gaining weight? Is this something our fans asked? Woah! I’ll give you a thank you answer! I gain weight too when I eat sweets. First of all when I fall for chocolate I tend to eat it instead of proper meals, and yes I do know it’s bad for my health hehe But in my case when I eat properly and become full it’s hard to move my waist and it’s generally stuffy. Maybe that’s why I eat like I do? My face is the type to get swollen a lot, so I care about swelling,

Q. Let us know what’s your must-do routine in the morning when you wake up or else you can’t relax! Day off routine is always fixed. First of all I switch on the computer and before I sit down I clean my bed. Because I change my hair colour a lot I lose lots of hair hehehe Once the bed is neat, I get on the computer and play games while eating Japanese snacks, and then write lyrics. Usually, I play for maybe 2-3 hours? Probably longer if I play with friends. When my lyrics come out well I’m in a good mood and go to other member’s rooms and play. Then I practice on my own. When I go to the practice room I listen to a lot of music so my stress gets relieved. There I record dance videos or send them around, and that’s how my day comes to an end hehe This really is how I spend holidays~

Q. The versatile Taeyong, among the members whose talent are you envious of? There’s lots of members I want to pinch talent from! For example you know how Johnny and Haechan are very expressive and even in front of fans they can deliver their feelings well? I would think to myself ‘I lack a bit in that aspect, the way these two express themselves is so good~’. And I envy Taeil hyung’s charm that draws people in. Honestly these days I don’t want to share my opinions much when I’m in a group. I thought ‘Wouldn’t it make me seem bossy if I kept commenting on things as a leader?’. Recently I thought I want to become a person who listens to the other members’ opinions well so with this in mind I observe my members a lot. I was wondering if I’m comfortable as a leader, would the members face me comfortably and come to me. The answer got long. Sorry hehehe

Haechan edition

Q. Haechan who is loved by everyone and is always bright, joyful and innocent. How do you get over something you don't like or when you're upset? I see it as 'let's face it first'! Even when there's something unpleasant happening won't there remain an uneasy feeling if you don't confront it? Even though I can't be positive about every single matter, but if you don't feel good you won't get to do what you want to do. If something doesn't work out then OK! I can just get help from someone when that happens (laughs) And if that happens, I will just ask for help from somebody (laughs)

Q. I've become the team leader at my part-time job but everyone is older than me... NCT 127's youngest and the one who receives lots of love, Haechan, please, tell me how to get along with people older than you! Wah! That's a very difficult question. Regardless of age, it is important to talk a lot about yourself first and to listen to the others too. In my case, it let the hyungs have their say first and share my opinion after. If I do it like that the hyungs will listen to me as well. Q. Hello! I have a question for Haechan from whom I always receive a lot of laughter and energy. When you get to eat the food you like, do you eat it first? or leave it for last? And please let us know why~! I'm personally someone who likes to keep the best for last (laughs)  Even if I'm not full, if there's any food I like and hate, I only want to eat what I like haha I don't want to regret it after eating it, so I only eat the delicious things. So if I had to choose between eating the food I like to eat the most first or last, then I would say I eat it first! 

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[poison-in-my-pen]

tequila - Part 2 of 2

1pm-ish

“I have a movie for us to watch.” I beamed as we made our way indoors as the sun became a bit unbearable.

“Oh.” He says as he placed our cups and plates in the sink.

“Yeah, it’s called The Best Offer, per Niks (my best friend) this is something we would both enjoy seeing how much we love the arts.

“Geoffrey Rush, right?” I shrugged. “I’ve heard great things about this movie.”

“Great.”

We were about thirty minutes into the movie when Keanu became frisky, his arm, which was wrapped around my waist slowly moved downwards.

“Ke, watch the movie.” I say pulling his hand back up to my stomach.

“I am.” He whispered as his fingers tugged the strings to my bikini bottom that loosened.

I moaned unable to resist his touch. “I just have to do one thing.” He grabs the remote and pauses the movie.

He gets to his knees and pulled my legs apart and dips his head. His tongue laps, licks, and sucks as my toes curled, my hips began moving erratically as the intense feeling of needing to be penetrated swept over me. My legs trembled uncontrollably when he pulled away licking his lips. He saw that I was about to lose the battle as a breeze of unconsciousness toppled me over, he pulled me into his arms and I was out for the count.

My eyes fluttered a while later and I sat up from where he lay. I glanced down at his sleeping face and smiled, tucking strands of his locks behind his ear. I kissed his lips softly and  he stris, but not enough to wake up, which I was thankful for because I knew what he would want and my legs were already jello another round and I doubt I would be able to walk.

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5-8p Karaoke Bar

In the early evening we found our way to Junior’s Karaoke Bar & Grill in downtown LA, where we met up with a handful of friends, who were already a few drinks in. Before we could comfortably sit a drink was placed in front of us and I slyly tried to push the beer away, but it didn’t go unnoticed.

“Oh, c’mon. One drink.” Stace exclaimed! “We know you don’t drink, but we are all here to celebrate Keanu being back in the land of the living after months away in the Archipelago.”

I rolled my eyes, not one to give into peer pressure, but since it was in celebration of Keanu.

“Fine.” I nodded.

Stacy clapped her hands and a thick, creamy liqueur appeared. I swallowed slowly, but the drink still managed to burn the entire way down, I chased it down with gulps of Keanu’s water, but the damage was already done. I’m a lightweight drinker and it was no surprise when an hour later I found myself standing on the karaoke stage with a mic in hand. The liquor swirling through my body.

All eyes were on me as  I shed my leather jacket, revealing a low cut cami. The beat starts and the small crowd clapped as they recognized the 90s classic Backstreet Boys song, Hey Mr. DJ.

I made eye contact with Keanu as I sang the following lyrics:

“So I stood there watching And I was hypnotized By the rhythm of your body And the music in your eyes… Hey Mr. DJ keep playing that song for me” I crooned.

I strut off the stage and approached him, eyes locked, licking my lips and winking seductively as I danced in front of him.

“...Every move that your body makes Only makes me want you more...”

I gyrated my hips and dipped low, grinding slowly against his crotch that got a howl out of the crowd.

“Let's get it on Jam all night long... Keep it comin' Mr. DJ Keep it comin' Mr. DJ” Keep it comin' Mr. DJ”

The song fades and the crowd clapped loudly; he wrapped his arm across my body and nibbles the curve of my ear. “Mmm...Let’s get out of here.”

I nod, placing the mike on the table.

8:15p-9:22p Motorcycle Ride - Sunset

I swayed a little as we made our way out of the bar and into the fresh air. I pulled my hand through my leather jacket and a camera flashed. I followed the light and saw a paparazzi across the street snapping photos of us. I turned my back to him, Keanu who is unphased by this straddles the bike and pulls his helmet over his head. He hands me my helmet and I pull it down low on my head. I climbed behind him and he kicks the stand and we are off in traffic. I turned my head to see the paps still snapping pictures as we disappeared around the corner.

We pull up to the bikers sunset strip that Ke and I frequent, this was a biker’s haven, where we all come to watch the sunset fall beyond the horizon. We parked away from the bikers that gathered and walked towards a rock for us to sit on. I sit in between his legs, resting my head against his chest and he rests his arms on my shoulder. I pull out my phone and snap a selfie of us.

“No phones.” He admonished.

“Right, yes, sorry, babe.” He takes my phone and slips it inside his leather jacket.

Our motorcycle rides are a way for us to disconnect from the world and  re-acquaint ourselves with nature, his only rule was to live in the moment and no phones.

Watching the sun began its descent was very therapeutic, but for Keanu I believe his mind was elsewhere. He slipped his fingers down my shoulder and into my shirt, I shuddered when he squeezed my nipple.

9:35p - xx

There was no doubt as to what would happen after we pulled into the garage and got behind closed doors. His hunger since he awoke ‘til now has been insatiable, unquenchable even, whichever adjective you choose to use, leads to the same outcome.  The night was going to be long and I just hoped that my body was prepared for what he has been building up to all day and was ready to unleash.

The front door was barely closed when he pounced, pulling my leather jacket from my arms. He lifted my cami over my head and tossed it to the wayside; his mouth like a magnet captures my nipples, suckling, teasing, tugging, and my orgasm building. I  managed to kick one of my boots off when he pulled the button to my jeans and I shimmied one leg out of my jeans, the other leg forgotten, a distance memory as he pulled my panties down to my ankles.

His jeans dropped with ease and he took me right there, my hands gripping the sides of table in the foyer. His hands held my waist firmly, keeping me under his restraint as the table banged loudly against the wall, shaking from the force he exerted.  I met him thrust for thrust, but I couldn’t meet his stoke as the strength that he usually kept under lock and key surged into my depths with unyielding precision. I cried out digging my nails into the table as he showed my body no mercy. This was the penance, the unspoken payment my body paid when he was gone for weeks at a time working.

I yielded.

Control ceded.

White flag waving.

“Turn around, sweet girl.” He groaned.

I did as I was told.

Another forceful thrust caused my back to slam into the wall and the legs of the table to shake wildly, I was curious which one of us would give out first.

He wraps his hands around my back, pulling me back to the edge of the table. He lifts my leg up to his shoulder giving him a deeper penetration.

I grabbed his wrist and I tried to pull away, not able to bear it any longer, but he held me in place. He found my tender spot and with one final deep stroke, I flexed my thighs and he rocked his groin in an upward movement. My head tilts backwards and I arched my back as the orgasm rocked me from the inside out

He kissed my throat as his motions slowed. “I’m not finished with you yet, baby.”

“Ke…” I strained, bucking wildly. “N-no, please.”

My body clenched around him as the second orgasm tore my soul from my body.

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Unconditional Liar [Part 2]

A/N : Here’s an update! Hope you guys like it!  || MASTERLIST ||

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Jungkook swallows the lump in his throat. The dreaded word made him uneasy. His guts twits even more with anxiety when he realizes he was the reason for it.

Y/n did not move in her place, watching the ocean wave’s crash gently to the beach shore. She smiles when she saw Yumin and Yugyeom playing around in the water below, Jungkook notes in his head her smile didn’t reach her eyes. “You know I sometimes wonder.” She tucks the strand of her hair behind her ear.

“Who really is the idiot here between the both of us?” Her words lingered into the dead of the night.

Jungkook shut his mouth closed. What did she mean by that? Without waiting for his reply Y/n walks away and bids him goodnight. He watches her as she disappears from his view. Frustration. The only emotion Jungkook can feel whenever he couldn’t understand what was going on in her mind.

Jungkook made his way back to the familiar hall. A little dazed from his encounter with Y/n. He stopped and turned the knob of his room for the night, greeted by the sight of Jimin on their bed.

Jimin raised his hand to greet him but paused mid-way as Jungkook was some sort in a trance. He watched as the boy made his way to the bathroom and couple of minutes later he came back, landing on their bed with a soft plop and turned to the opposite side.

Jimin made no comment, staring at Jungkook as his body rises and falls in sync with his breathing. His brow furrowed as he softly but his lower lip as he recalled what happened several days ago.

“You know I could have gone home by myself, right?” Y/n adjusted the strap of backpack, waiting for the for the stop light to turn red.

Jimin merely hummed in reply and grabbed Y/n’s hand as the color changed, swinging their entwined hands as they crossed the street. The way back home was silent other than the fact Jimin was humming a soft tune unconsciously making Y/n nod along.

“Where are we going?” Y/n asked as they past their usual route home.

“For ice cream of course!” 

Y/n was about to argue about not wanting to buy ice cream but she was cut off by Jimin. “I’ll pay!” He said with a smile. Y/n sighed in defeat muttering a small “fine”.

“Why the sudden ice cream though?” Y/n couldn’t help but ask once they were near the ice cream shop. 

“Eating something sweet and cold make you happy don’t th–” Jimin stopped in his tracks. He whipped his head on Y/n direction wondering why she halted.

Her eyes were fixed on the window. Looking lost for a second, Jimin followed her gaze and saw the scene in front of him. Jimin’s lost expression switched to confusion. 

“Isn’t that Jungkook? Didn’t he tell us Namjoon hyung asked him a favor?” Jungkook was surrounded by girls by the class next door from theirs.

Y/n shifted her gaze away from them, letting go of Jimin’s hand. “I rather want ramen if you don’t mind.”

Jimin stayed silent watching the girl walk away. His gaze shifted to Jungkook and frowned before following Y/n.

During the last day of the field trip, the students are free to roam around the area to either play or relax while they can before coming back for the bonfire as stated on their schedule.

Y/n watched as her classmates swim and play around on the water in front of her with a huge umbrella beside her to keep her cool. She had no intention to leave her room but luck wasn’t on her side as the boys and Yumin dragged her arse to the beach.

With a permanent scowl on her face, Y/n glared at the ocean before lied down in the beach towel beneath her.

She closed her eyes peacefully enjoying the shade until she felt cold water splashed all over her. Thankfully she wore a pair of black shorts and loose navy blue shirt. It would be a pain if she wore jeans when they dragged her out of the room.

Y/n opened her eyes staring at the culprit who dare to dose water at her while she was resting. A grin placed on Mingyu’s lips, in his hand was the— now empty bucket of water— just above her figure while Minghao laughed at her form.

Heaving out a long sigh, she wiped her face with her hands and sat in a sitting position. “What the fuck was that for?”

“Oh come on! Have some fun with us!” Mingyu placed the bucket on is side and his other hand on his hip. “I’m perfectly fine here thank you.”

“Ah don’t forget Gyu!” Minghao ruffled Y/n’s slightly wet hair. “She can’t swim.”

“We can always get Ju—” Before Mingyu can finsh his sentence Y/n cut him off by saying run. Mingyu ditched the bucket right next to the beach towel and ran away with Minghao, who was a few meters ahead off them, laughing as the petite girl chased them.

“I swear I will murder the both of you once I get you!” Y/n screamed after them. The rest of their classmates watched them in amusement as the two let out a high pitched scream. 

Jimin raised a brow at the incoming boys, a beach ball in his hands. “What are you guys doing?” Minghao and Mingyu hid behind the smaller boy and screeched. “Y/n’s going to kill us!”

“Don’t you mean you? I was just standing there while you poured water at her!” Minghao snapped. “Why am I suddenly dragged into this mess?!”

“Jimin!” The said boy flinched in surprise, snapping his neck to Y/n’s direction. “Hey Y/n I heard what happen and I know you want to strangle them—” Minghao and Mingyu swallowed the lump in their throats and held their neck protectively. “—but how about we just play beach volleyball!” He ended with a smile on his face. 

“I don’t play volleyball.” Y/n side stepped to reach the two giants behind Jimin and the three boys copied her movements. “Then how about we build sandcastle!” Y/n stared at Jimin. “I don’t know how...”

“Then I’ll teach you!” Jimin gave the ball in his hands to Minghao and grabbed  Y/n’s wrist and walk away. Y/n let Jimin dragged her as she turned to the two idiot and mouthed. “Be thankful you’re spared!” Making the boys let out a huge sigh in relief. 

Jungkook shakes his head letting the water drip down his hair. Swimming was really fun he thinks until water gets into your ears he said in his mind. “Ah there goes the angel and demon siblings. They’re so cute!” One of their classmates comments.

 Jungkook stayed frozen at his place listening to their gossip. “I wish they date though.” The girl next to her adds. “Yeah they’re a perfect match honestly.” People around them agree what they said and continued to play on the ocean floor.

Jungkook poked his tongue to his inner cheek letting out a soft tch and made his way to the beach towel he laid out earlier.

The bright warm orange color with a mixture of indigo blue plays around up in the sky as the sunset hits the horizon where the sky and water meets. The teachers and the student made their way to make preparations for the bonfire.

The boys took charge at collecting the fire wood while the females handle the food to be eaten later. As the bonfire lights up, the students cheers indicating the start of the bonfire party. 

Y/n made her way upfront and whipped out a huge soft marshmallow impaled on the stick as her friends followed her movements. 

“Leave it to Y/n to be the first one to be the first one to roast s’mores” Yugyeom comments making the rest laugh. Y/n shrugs, twirling the stick in her hands turning the soft marshmallow into a more gooey state.

“Careful now, Yeom” Y/n blew on her s’more and takes a small bite. “We don’t want your personal belongings covered with s’mores now do we?”

“Nice try Y/n but we’ll just lock our door tonight.” Mingyu comments.

“Ahh.. Y/n knows how to pick a lock though.” Jaehyun pipes in the conversation leaving the rest of them to silence as they absorb this new information.

The crackling of firewood being burned and the chatter amongst the people around them can only be heard.

“There are times like this I’m quite terrified of Y/n.” Taehyung breaks the silence and in return Y/n winks at his direction before eating the remaining s’more on her stick.

The rest of the night went smoothly until someone-- Minghao suggested a horror story during the bonfire.

“It’ll be fun!” He urges at the rest. Some reluctantly agreed despite being afraid while some eagerly awaits for someone to speak up.

“Ah! Y/n tell them about what we experienced last year!” Lisa, a friend of hers from class D, calls out. 

“I never want to go there ever again!” Jennie shakes her head, clinging to Lisa’s arm.

Y/n was about to decline but Minghao beat it to her when he hands her a water bottle as a mic. She looks at him wearily but still accepts the bottle no less.

“This happened during our last field trip...” 

Students from different classes gathered around her and sat down on the ground, listening to her as if she was a teacher with them pre-school students for story time.

Y/n lets out a tired yawn as they got down from the bus. She stretched her arms out waiting for her turn to get her stuff from under the bus. Once she and Yumin got their belongings they followed their teacher inside the building and walked through the the doors.

She watched as Yumin jumped and lets out a soft squeal. Y/n looked at her with a raised brow silently asking her whats wrong. Yumin then pointed behind her.

Y/n flinched in surprise when she saw a standee of a Korean Actor a couple of meters just behind her.

“Yes, put a standee near the entrance to give people who comes in a heart attack.” She grumbles under her breath. Yumin lets out a laugh at her comment.

The students were led to a room to settle down and rest for a bit. The host welcomed them warmly and did some light activities to break the ice, during one of the games Y/n couldn’t help but notice the dark figure roaming around at the far left back corner of the room.

Once they finished the host and the other staffs called out the pair of roommates and gave them their keys, some of the staffs led them to the floor above to find their respective dorms for the two night stay

Y/n doesn’t know if she should be thankful or not that their room is in the middle of the hallway as she looks at her other classmates room next to them or a few meters away.

As the familiar click was heard Y/n pushed the door open as she and Yumin entered the small room. Two beds on the right corner and the bathroom was at the left.

Y/n stared at the other door next to the bathroom, she heard from her other classmates the room were connected to the room beside yous and Y/n, being the curious girl she is, wen straight to the door and opened it without a thought.

She was greeted of the sight of Lisa and Jennie who jumped in surprised. She nodded her head at them in greeting. “Sup.”

“Ah it’s only you, Y/n.” Jennie puts her right hand on her chest as she sigh in relief. “Hi Yumin!” She greets as the said girl entered the room while Yumin greeted her back with a wave and a smile.

“Well isn’t this a pleasant surprise.” Lisa grins cheekily. “That means we can gossip on Yumin and her relationship with Yugyeom~” She proceeds to tickle Yumin on her side, leaving the poor girl laughing and dodging her hands.

The four girls grew closer during the field trip that they didn’t even noticed it was the last of their stay and tomorrow they would leave the place and return to school next week.

For the last night the host suggested to play a game. Grand silence is what the host called it. This was a test on how patient a person is or how can you withstand being silent without talking to your friends.

Yugyeom drags Yumin with her to roam around the venue.Y/n watches in amusement as Minghao and Mingyu continue fooling around with each other with Bambam and Seokmin without getting caught. Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung stayed at their place and making faces at each other waiting for one of them to break and laugh.

Lisa nudges Y/n on her side. “Let’s get out of here. I can’t do this silence game thing.” She whines in her her. Y/n stifles a laugh and exists the room with Jennie and Lisa.

“I seriously can’t do this game.” Lisa complains quietly, sitting at the couch at the hallways.

“I rather go back in room and play that uno card you bought with you, Y/n.” Jennie leans back at the couch and sits back up just as quickly as an idea pops in her mind.

“Why don’t we...” Jennie trails off pointing at the the entrance door of the building.

Y/n stretches her arms above her head enjoying the cool air of the night. She comments and from time to time at the two girls conversation when suddenly they heard a high pitched scream not far from them.

“What was that?” They stared at each other and looked around. Y/n squinted her eyes a bit as a form of an old middle aged mother came into her view. She couldn’t see the woman's face but she could clearly see the woman beckoning them to come closer her.

“Can you guys see anything?” She whispered quietly and a chorus of no was her cue to grab them both back inside and head back to the couch they were once was before going out.

Not a few moments late, a male staff questioned them if they heard a scream and all of them pointed towards the entrance. Y/n advise them to stat put as she followed the male staff out of the door.

The man turned on his flashlight and scanned the area before pointing his flashlight the one of the windows above and Y/n felt her heart drop as she saw a figure ducked as the light passed a particular window.

Y/n came back inside the building as the staff said it was probably nothing but she knew better than that.

“I asked some people about that place and they told me that it was formerly a hospital years ago before they build that place.” By the time Y/n finished her story all of the different classes and even the teachers were listening to her attentively.

“Please tell me you made that up!” Taeyong pleaded as he was one of her friends who protest at the idea of a scary story.

“It was real! We were there when it happened!” Jennie shakes from fright, holding Lisa to keep her steady.

“She didn’t tell us what she saw during our stay there she only told us after we boarded the bus home!” Lisa continued. “And thank god we wouldn’t have sleep that night if she did tell us!”

“I don’t know about you guys but I’m sleeping with the lights on tonight.’ Junhui admits with no shame.

“Can I sleep with you guys?!” Bambam clings onto Minghao’s arm, as the Chinese boy shakes him off.

The people started talking how scary that story was some asked Y/n if there were more experience she encountered before. Before Y/n can tell more, Minghao interrupted her.

“Why am I only hearing that story now?” He complains as Y/n flipped her hair at his direction. “You didn’t ask.”

“Ah you should have called us!” Jimin exclaims and Y/n stared at him as if he has two heads.

“Jimin.” Y/n starts. “You’re scared of ghosts.“

“Still!” Y/n waves him off making Jimin pout.

“I don’t know about you guys but all that talking made me hungry.” With that Y/n saluted at them and made a bee line towards the table filled with meat they prepared earlier. Jungkook stares at Taehyung and Jimin, who followed behind Y/n, wanting more of either s’mores or meat.

He felt looked around as he felt eyes watching him and saw Jaehyun looking at him with such intense gaze.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she got tired of you.” He said softly as he walked passed at Jungkook, joining the others to where the food was.

[girlbetweenryosuke]

“The Two Sides of Me” Chapter 3: Those Eyes

[not my photo] [also i really like this chapter so i hope u enjoy it too :>]

Chapters: [1] [2]

The next day, of course I didn’t see her, but I was just filled with small ounces of joy whenever she tweeted things. It was Friday now and I had woken up and laid lazily in bed without doing anything. Although the thing I really wanted to do... was to properly talk to her. Now okay, I know what you’re thinking: “Ryosuke, that’s going too too far. You’re an idol, get your shit together.”. But what can I do? I’m a human, I’m in love- 

wAIT SHIT, I’M IN LOVE??

I sat up from my laying position in bed, surprised from my recent thoughts. Do I love her? Shit. She doesn’t even know that I know her. But how could she know that I know her if I don’t tell her. I lay down again, covering my eyes with my hands and said to myself, “Just one message, and if she replies, that’s good, we’ll continue from there. If she doesn’t...”, I hung off my words and peeked at my bedside table where I saw a box of tissues, “I could cry.”, I continued. 

I reached out for my phone and tapped on our direct message box. It was good that she allowed her followers to message her, I think that’s really humble of her. I thought of what I should say. 

Hello? Greetings? Good morning? Too formal. 

Hi? What’s up? Morning? Too casual.

Fuck it, I just typed in whatever I wanted and I was about to press send. “Wait. SHIT, I FORGOT THE GREETING--”, aaaand then I accidentally pressed send and my life started to shatter.

@.mountainberry93: I’m a really big fan of yours! I really love your music and your voice really soothes my ears. Hope we can be friends!

@.mountainberry93: *I meant to put a “Hello!” there...

I cringed and rolled around the bed mentally slapping myself for being so cringe-y. On that thought, my phone suddenly buzzed and I looked at the message.

@.homaygadzilla: thanks! Your words made me blush! I would love to be friends!

Oh shiiiiiiiiiit.

@.mountainberry93: Hahaha. No problem. I’ve only seen you recently and I instantly fell in love with your voice!

@.homaygazilla: Oh my god how sweet of you!! You rock!

@.mountainberry93: Hahaha!! Thanks! I heard you like The Oral Cigarettes. Favorite song?

@.homaygadzilla: Probably “Realize it, Baby”. Why, do you like them too? :>

@.mountainberry93: Yes!! I love that song too and yess!!!! I listen to them all the time.

@.homaygadzilla: oh my god saaameeee shit! Although I’ve been so busy with work that I’m not as updated as before

@.mountainberry93: So sad ;-;. I heard you work as an assistant for a psychologist?

@.homaygadzilla: Yep! It’s so much trouble running around but it’s really fun :D How about you?

@.mountainberry93: I have the same work as Tsutomu :)

A lie. But kind of related work. We went on to talk for what felt like hours. We had paused talking a few times but it picked up again throughout the day. It was now 5pm when she suddenly said that she had to go and we both said our goodbyes and ended the chat. While we were talking, I was also preparing to go to the gathering. 

I had slick back my hair, I had put on my red velvet suit, I added some accessories like a ring and some earrings, I wore my shoes and I finally looked into the mirror and gave myself a pat on the back. “You look good. You look spice.”, I joked and headed to the door and I was out to go to the party.

“Looking good, Commander Shit.”, Chinen teased and I playfully hit his back. We entered the double doors together and everything looked fancy as shit. The place was color-coded with white, gold, and violet, and blue. A chandelier that looked like literal icicles was hung in the middle of the humongous room. We felt like we were out of place even though we looked to fit into the situation. Damn, now I know why our manager told us to dress well. 

We sat down on table 5 which was still at the front. Basically, the tables were surrounding half of the big open floor, supposedly a dance floor, and the stage right in front of it. I sat in the middle of Keito and Chinen and we both talked the whole time as we waited for the program to start.

Johnny Kitagawa walked on stage, opened the party and then the performances began. We all watched a 10 minute video of what Johnny’s had achieved in 55 years, then Kamenashi Kazuya performed, Yamapi did so too, and then we all had dinner. The food came in from the servers and I was surprised at the giant plate of food that was set in front of me. “Shit, I’m on a diet.”, Takaki laughed and so did the rest of us. “You’re always on a damn diet.”, Inoo clapped back which made us laugh more. 

We all said our thanks before meals together and then we dug in. I went for the pasta first, it was carbonara, my favorite. I slurped some of it in and then I took my glass of water to take a sip. On that note, a girl walked up on stage. She was wearing a long blue kind of sleeveless gown with a neckline plunging low, the dress was slim on the top but sort of flowy towards the legs. Her hair was pinned up with bangs slightly covering her eyes. And then she spoke into the microphone...

And I immediately knew it was Yuuga.

I spat out some of my water earning groans of disgust from the people beside me and I apologized. “Good evening, ladies and gentlemen. I’m Yuuga Lee, and this is my partner Tsutomu Sato. We will be entertaining you for the night.” 

“Ryosuke! It’s the girl--”, “I know shh, shut up.”, I cut off Keito and I kept my eyes on her. Chinen nudged me on the leg but I couldn’t stop looking at her as she was singing. “Do you like her?”, Chinen whispered. I unconsciously nodded, still not taking my eyes off her, and Chinen moved to whisper to his seat mate, Nakajima. “Oh shit.”, Yuto gasped. “Ryosuke, you love her??”, he whispered loudly, letting the table beside us hear and look at me with wide eyes. “I-I...”, I stuttered.

“Tonight’s the night, it’s time to commit mistakes.”, Yuuga sang and I grounded my answer on that line.

“Yeah. And so what.”, I smirked and continued to eat. The other members were surprised at my frank answer. They all grew silent then Yabu broke the silence by saying a few words, “Well Ryosuke, she looks stunning, and her voice is amazing, I’m glad you’ve found some you like.” he smiled and crossed his arms like an old grandpa he is and I smiled.

The night went on and they were still performing since we all loved it. They had a drummer on set too and a pianist on hand. Then people started to enter the dance floor with drinks on their hands, singing and dancing along to the songs they performed. I’ve had a couple drinks too but I was trying to control myself from going to the dance floor and embarrassing myself in front of her. Just then, the strum of the guitar started to slow down and the piano started playing.

“Everybody, grab a partner and dance with them with this song.”, She smiled and closed her eyes and held the mic close to her as if it were her lover.

“Let’s take our time tonight, girl.” she sung and that’s when the floor started to clear from the single lads then bringing the ladies in to dance with them. The song was “Versace on the floor” which I knew completely. It was one of the songs I could understand since I’ve sung it before. 

I don’t know how drunk I was or how literally insane I’ve become at that moment but I suddenly stood up from my seat and walked over to the dance floor, in front of the stage.

“Above us all the stars of watching.”, she curled her voice in the most beautiful way possible. I grinned and held a hand out to her which surprisingly, she took.

“There’s no place I’d rather be in this world.”, she stepped down from the stage, grabbing the portable microphone and flowing into my arms. “Your eyes are where I’m lost in”, she sung and we smiled as other couples and people in general cooed. Our eyes were glued on each other, my arms were around her waist, her arm on my shoulder and the other holding the microphone between us. 

“Underneath the chandelier, we’re dancing all alone.”, she hit the high note perfectly and still curled her voice which was so impressive that I giggled. We moved around to the beat, only looking at each other. “There’s no reason to hide, what we’re feeling inside, right now.” she sung.

“So Ryosuke, let’s just turn down the lights, and close the door.”, she teased and winked and I laughed and everyone wooed. “Oh I love that suit but you won’t need it anymore.”, she continued to change the lyrics to fit the situation and I giggled while trying not to get turned on. That would be horrifying if I got hard in public.

“Let’s just kiss till we’re naked, baby. Versace on the floor.”, she winked and kissed me on the cheek. I paused there and froze. My heart started beating wilder than it’s ever beat before and then she broke away from me and headed back to the stage while singing the “ooo”s and the “Take it off for me.”. She continued the song on the stage while taking short glances at me. I held the cheek she just kissed as I got back to my seat and my members surrounded me whistling, teasing and cheering me on. 

“Daaamn, Ryosuke got a girl.”, Yaotome teased. “What happened to the nutshell Ryosuke, huh? You didn’t even drink that much!”, Yabu playfully hit my head. I noticed that I only drank one glass of beer which wasn’t even remotely intoxicating to me. So if it wasn’t the alcohol that pushed me to her, then what did?... Shit. It was just me.

I spit out my water again on that thought earning another sound of disgust from Keito and Chinen. “Honestly, Ryosuke, I came here to party, not to take a shower from your damn spit.”, Chinen slurred, taking another sip from his beverage. I thought about it again, there was some kind of connection between us. I knew it from the moment I decided to step on that dance floor to the moment I sat down after the dance. 

I dug deep into my thoughts, squinting my eyes. “Think Ryosuke, think. think. think!”, I chanted to myself until the image of her eyes appeared into my mind again, and the image of the eyes I had in my mind the other day appeared side by side. I opened my eyes to that sudden realization that those eyes were completely the same. “OH MY GOD.”, I thought out loud and received weird looks from my members. I smiled to myself as I uncover that we DO have some kind of connection, the problem is,

I don’t remember when I saw her eyes before.

Chapter: [1] [2] 

The first song was “What should I do” by Nissy

Second was “Versace on the Floor” by Bruno Mars