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digitalblogs · 1 year ago

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इग्नू (IGNOU) में व्याप्त अनियमिततायें

इग्नू (Indira Gandhi National Open University) दूरस्थ शिक्षा के क्षेत्र में एक प्रतिष्ठित विश्विद्यालय है। लेकिन हाल के महीनों में इग्नू की सेवा गुणवत्ता में काफी गिरावट देखने को मिला है। इग्नू में ऑनलाइन नामांकन में दी जाने वाली सुविधाओं के नाम पर ऑफलाइन की तुलना में अधिक शुल्क लिया जाता है।

इग्नू में ऑनलाइन नामांकन शुल्क लिया जाता है ODL (Open Distance Learning) में प्रिंटेड स्टडी मैटेरियल किताबें आदि के माध्यम से अध्ययन करने के लिए लेकिन नामांकन हो जाने के बाद भी छात्रों को प्रिंटेड स्टडी मैटेरियल किताबें आदि समय पर नहीं दिया जाता है।

इग्नू इस बात की घोषणा करते रहते हैं कि उनका विश्विद्यालय पहले आओ पहले पाओ की नीति पर छात्रों को नामांकन सुविधाएं उपलब्ध करवाते हैं। यद्यपि सत्र की शुरुआत जुलाई के पहले सप्ताह से शुरू हो चुकी रहती है लेकिन नामांकित छात्रों को प्रिंटेड स्टडी मैटेरियल किताबें आदि नहीं दिया जाता है और उनसे कहा जाता है कि वेबसाइट पर उपलब्ध अपने कोर्स की डिजिटल किताबों का अध्ययन करने के लिए।

ऑनलाइन और ऑफलाइन पढ़ाई के शुल्क में काफी अंतर है। जुलाई 2023 का स्टडी मैटेरियल स्टेटस अधूरा और समझ से परे है। हालांकि इग्नू अपने वेबसाईट पर इस बात की घोषणा करते हैं कि वह छात्रों के फोन/ईमेल का जवाब दिया करते हैं। संयोग से प्रिंटेड किताबों के लिए छात्र से यदि इग्नू की बात कभी हो भी जाती है तो उन्हें कुछ दिन इंतजार करने के लिए कहा जाता है और इस तरह से एक डेढ़ माह बीत चुके रहते हैं। जून से अगस्त बीत जाता है लेकिन इग्नू अधिकारी छात्रों को प्रिंटेड स्टडी मैटेरियल किताबें आदि उपलब्ध नहीं करवा पाते हैं।

इस तरह से इग्नू की झूठ बोलने की आदत भारत जैसे विकासशील देश में आर्थिक और शारीरिक रूप से कमजोर छात्रों के लिए सरासर गलत है जो इंटरनेट से पठन सामग्री डाउनलोड/प्रिंट लेने में सक्षम नहीं हैं। इसके अलावा भारत में इंटरनेट की खराब गुणवत्ता और उसके दुष्प्रभावों से सभी वाकिफ हैं।

इग्नू में फोन कॉल या ईमेल का जवाब पाना सबसे दुरूह काम है। छात्र काफी देर तक इंतजार करते हैं कि कोई व्यक्ति उनका फोन/ईमेल का जवाब देंगे लेकिन ऐसा नहीं होता है और यदि कभी गलती से इग्नू अधिकारी फोन पर बात करते हैं तो वह छात्रों को झूठे आश्वासन देने वाले अधिकारियों में शुमार होने लगते हैं।

अंततः कई छात्र निराश होकर अपना नामांकन रद्द करवा लेते हैं। लेकिन उसके बावजूद भी उनका आवेदन/नामांकन/पाठ्यक्रम शुल्क लौटाने में बहुत विलंब किया जाता है। पाठ्यक्रम शुल्क लौटाने के संदर्भ में किसी भी फोन/ईमेल का जवाब नहीं दिया जाता है।

इग्नू एक झूठ का पुलिंदा बन चुका है जहां छात्रों को झूठे आश्वासनों और इग्नू विवरणिका में शामिल फोन नंबरों/ईमेल पतों के माध्यम से इग्नू को अत्याधुनिक सुविधाओं से युक्त संस्थान बताया जाता है। इग्नू में छात्रों का आर्थिक शोषण कर बेकार के फोन/ईमेल में छात्रों का समय बर्बाद किया जाता है।

अतः सरकार को चाहिए कि इग्नू के खराब ��्रदर्शन में सुधार करे ताकि इसके गठन के उद्देश्यों की पूर्ति हो सके। धन्यवाद!

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milykins · 4 months ago

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TMNT Headcanon - Losing Their Virginity

*Turtles are at least 18, Bayverse turtles

*18+ Readers only, contains sexual content and language you may find offensive.

*Third person female POV

Mikey's Story

Raph's Story

Donnie's Story

This is Leo's Story

Leo thinks he’s above all it all. He doesn’t need a relationship, sex or any of that nonsense. All that matters is maintaining his skill and keeping his family safe while helping the citizens of New York City. He knows how dangerous it is to befriend someone and bring them into their chaotic lives. They’ll never be safe. He still has nightmares about not arriving in time to save people or his brothers. Any girl they brought in was at risk and he wasn’t about to put anyone through that. No matter how beautiful she was.

It was bad enough Mikey had a girlfriend and refused to give her up. Raph had… something going on but he was sealed up tighter than a drum. He was pretty confident Donnie didn’t have anyone but knew he chatted with people online. It frustrated him beyond measure that his brothers were so careless. He just couldn’t see the point in needlessly exposing himself.

That is until he meets… her. She is everything soft and sweet, with long dark hair and legs for miles. She was April’s work friend and was looking to do some martial arts training. Of course April knew how to find her the best teacher and might have been doing a little bit of sneaky matchmaking for her brother in blue. She does check with Leo first who grudgingly agrees to train her.

At first Leo keeps things professional. He meets with her three times a week and it’s a lot of basic training exercises and meditation. He keeps himself as impartial as he can until one day she makes him laugh. She was telling him a joke, it was stupid and corny, the kind of joke Mikey would tell and despite all of that he finds it funny. From that moment on he’s softer toward her, gentler with his instructions and the way he teaches her the moves. He appreciates her candor, her honesty and her determination to do the moves as well as she can. They become friends.

He isn’t sure who makes the first move. They were practicing holds one day and the way he pressed up behind her is different. He catches her scent and it’s distracting him. At first he just thinks it’s the smell of her shampoo, lilies and ginger but then he notices it’s deeper than that. It’s the unmistakable scent of her arousal. At first he’d in disbelief, she was attracted to HIM? It’s not possible, he had to be mistaken. Still, he needed to be sure. Carefully, he asks her if she’s uncomfortable. She replies that she isn’t Then he asks if she wants to take a break, his senses are overwhelming him though he hides it well.

She turns in his arms and looks up at him. She asks if this is okay. Despite himself he replies that it is though the smell is much stronger now. Now it’s her turn to ask if he’s uncomfortable. Leo doesn’t answer right away, struggling with how to proceed. He should tell her practice has concluded for the day and ask her to leave. He should, but he doesn’t. Instead he leans in closer, her scent is like a drug and finds himself carefully placing his hand on the small of her back. For once in his life, Leonardo Hamato doesn’t think, he just acts.

The kiss is soft and tentative at first but it’s like the floodgates open and he’s swept away with her. Soft and gentle soon becomes hard and demanding and he can feel she wants this as much as he does. He surprises himself by moving to press her against the dojo wall, caging her in his arms with kiss after desperate kiss until they both have to come up for air. He seems to come back to himself after this and mutters an apology. He inwardly panics and tells her she should probably go and murmers that they should take some time off from practice without any explanation. He needs to work through his feelings.

She does appear hurt by this admission and apologizes before leaving. After she’s gone Leo tries reasoning with himself that this is for the best. It’s not like things would actually work out between them. Right? The next few weeks he’s absolutely miserable and everyone is avoiding him at first. April practically yells at him for being such an idiot and letting her go like that. Mikey tries telling him that what they had was ‘special’ and that he should just go for it. Donnie offers no comment since he has no experience in this area. It ends up being Raph who manages to change his mind.

Raphael, the one who never opens up to ANYONE without a fight finally tells his brother about the girl he’s been seeing. ‘You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take’ he quotes and ignores Leo’s protests about how it’s not safe and he’d be putting her in danger by entering into a relationship with her. Raph tells him to shut the fuck up and apologize to her. She deserves better than this and if he could get his ass out of his shell for two seconds he’d realize that if she likes him, it’s worth it, so fuck the risks. In Raph’s own words that is.

Leo is quiet a long time before realizing that he at least owes her an explanation. He goes to her place and taps on her window. There’s no answer though and he struggles with the decision to let himself in. Finally, she comes, and Leo is struck what he sees; tear-stained cheeks and an expression of shock and sadness. His heart clenches in his chest as he realizes he’s caused this. He hurt her. She quietly regards him as she waits for him to speak. It all comes tumbling out in a rush, his apology, his feelings of insecurity, his concerns about putting her in danger… all of it and he hugs her. She listens to him and softly calls him an idiot for going silent for weeks without explanation. She also does a few good thumps of her fist on his chest for good measure and firmly tells him to never do it again. She then freely admits her feelings toward him with an emotional lump in her throat and doesn’t care about the risks. Leo is struck by her words and tries to push down his feelings of inadequacy and voices that he doesn’t feel worthy of having someone so beautiful and how much he regrets hurting her. She cuts him off with a soft, yet passionate kiss. It was her way of forgiving him and a promise that she’ll be there for him no matter what. In that moment Leo realizes what his brothers have been trying to tell him and silently vows not to screw this up.

Their relationship blossoms from there and his first time is actually in his meditation room. He can close the door with a lock for privacy if he so chooses. He had not expected it to happen that day. He was a patient turtle after all. It needed to be her choice to take that step in their relationship. Previously they had done some touching and kissing, getting to know each other’s bodies and Leo had given her the heads up about his anatomy. She was unfazed but curious to see what he had to offer in that regard.

It starts off innocently enough with their post-workout tea and meditation session but it’s clear she had something else in mind. She’d been giving subtle hints and had worn a pair of workout shorts that showed a bit too much skin when she would bend over. Leo had definitely noticed yet he still tried to meditate. Then he scents her again, the smell of her arousal. It didn’t take a lot for him to realize what was on her mind. His gaze flicks over to her and she cracks an eye open as well with a slight grin on her face. In one swift move he has her in his lap, kissing her deeply like a man starved. She reciprocates just as desperately and hoped this was it.

Leo makes quick work of her clothes and gently lays her on one of his meditation pillows. He refamiliarises himself with her body, drinking in all she has to offer, soft moans, trembling gasps but when she breathily tells him she loves him he stops. Her admission leaves him speechless and he needs a moment to process what she just said. She begins to get anxious when he doesn’t answer her right away and starts babbling that he doesn’t need to say it back but she just wanted him to know. He places the large pad of his finger to her lips silencing her and that’s when he says it. ‘I love you too’. Just like that, he’s been in love with her probably since the beginning of their training sessions and it’s taken this long for him to say it out loud. After that she softly tells him she wants him and there’s no holding back this time, he couldn’t deny her a single thing.

Their lovemaking is slow, sweet and passionate and a pivotal moment in his life. He never could imagine something could feel this incredible. It takes all of his finely honed patience and self-control not to finish before she does. He pleads with her to come, hot breath on her neck and the conscious choice to pump his hips just a little faster. When he feels her inner walls squeeze around him he nearly chokes with the amount of pleasure he feels and covers her mouth in a hard kiss to drown out her cries. A few hard thrusts later and he finds his own release, deeply groaning and filling her with his essence. He caresses her face reverently after they’ve both had a chance to catch their breath and reaffirms his love for her. She kisses him, her eyes shining with happiness as she says it. ‘I love you too.’

Leo never mentions it to his brothers but they all know anyway. It is far too sacred and private for him to ever talk about. He does begrudgingly thank Raphael for giving him the push he needed. Raph just shrugs and says ‘someone needed to tell you what an asshat you were being’ A pause and then. ‘Thanks Raph…’

The End

#tmnt bayverse #leonardo #refamiliarize is a word apparently #leo is a tough nut to crack #someone beat some sense into this guy #of course it's Raph #leo how could you make her cry #aged up characters #third person POV

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wooahaeruby · 2 months ago

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Chapter 36: Four Million Steps Back

Chapter Word Count: 7,035

Vomitin. Stalking, Mouse continues to get traumatized. I'm sorry. IT IS GROSS SO BE WARNED. Alcohol mentions/drinking (mentioned) I can't think of anything else personally so let me know if I missed something

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Even though you moved into a safer place, you were still hesitant to go anywhere, one alone, or two, out of your routine alone.

You have become relatively settled into the new place, ordered furniture online or someone took you to the store. The TVs were at least out of their boxes so you could use them. Wonwoo’s admission of checking the closet was an event. Along with the TVs and PS5, inside the closet was a new Xbox and wall mounts, all covered in bows as well. You also managed to kick Wonwoo’s ass figuratively since he gorilla glued the bows to the boxes which was not fun to find out when you unboxed everything.

You didn’t really have the time (or motivation) to set the systems, your computer, or mount the TVs. Jeonghan, Joshua, or both were almost always around, which you loved and appreciated, and they loved to take up your time and get your mind off whatever worried you. If they weren’t able to take you places, Sona was around. Since having a somewhat normal schedule now that she was your ‘assistance’, Sona made you at least leave the apartment to go food shopping once a week.

“I’m just picking up a package from my old place.” You said into the phone, hearing Joshua hum in return.

“Okay, I’ll order some food for when you get back.”

“Order Hannie something too, please. He said he’d be back later tonight.” Punching in the door code, you sighed, passing the mail room. “ Rheia said one of her ladies left the box in her place for me.”

“Mhmm, I’ll see you when you get back.”

Hanging up, you took the elevator up to your old floor, making it to Ms. Nina’s door. She texted you the entrance code to her home when you informed you about the package, along with a comment that she is doing well and hopes the move was alright. You don’t remember ordering something and forgetting to have it shipped to your new place, but…you have been ordering a decent amount recently from different places.

Thankfully it wasn’t hard to find, placed neatly on the console table near the door. It wasn’t too large, maybe a foot long, wide, and high if you had to guess. Lifting it was light and it was tabled up well, maybe a little excessively to keep whatever you ordered protected.

Rush hour traffic gave you time to wrack your brain on what it could be, but there wasn’t a thing on the packaging to give any indication, only a nicely printed label with your name and old address. Unless you forgot something, nothing came to mind.

“I’m back!” Yelling into your apartment, you dropped your bag on the kitchen island, along with the box.

“Hey.” Joshua came from the master bedroom, shuffling over to circle his arms around your waist when he got close enough. “Food should be here soon.”

“Thank god, I forgot to eat lunch, Busy day.” Kissing his cheek then his lips, you leaned into his hold. “Can you do me a favor?”

“Anything.” Joshua kissed the top of your head.

“Can you grab my laptop and charger? I need to finish a few emails before I forget tomorrow.”

He smiled down at you, nosing scrunching up. “Of course.”

With him off to fetch what you asked for, you grabbed a pair of scissors from a drawer, starting to cut the tape to open the box. You were met with styrofoam and an…unpleasant smell reaching your nose. You almost gagged but it wasn’t too bad.

“What the hell did I-” Lifting the lid on the styrofoam, the rotting smell hit you hard, and as you looked in, a nearly blood curdling scream left your through.

There was a crash as you stepped away, sliding your back down the fridge until you hit the floor. Joshua yelled out your name but you slapped a hand over your mouth and scrambled to the trash can to throw up.

“Oh my god.” Joshua gagged, but he kept his composure the best he could. He placed the lid back on top to lessen the smell and made his way over to check on you. “I’m gonna call-”

You threw up once more, barely holding your hair back the best you could for yourself. He stayed at your side, helping hold your hair as he called everyone .

Sona was the first to show up, already in the building, the first call on Joshua’s list. She took over Joshua’s place for a moment, allowing him to talk properly. She rubbed your back and held your hair through your second bout of sickness. You asked for water, which she hurried to get you, even an ice pack to cool you down. You couldn’t get the words to tell her what happened but when your boyfriend came back, he was able to fill her in.

Seokmin, Jihoon, and Jun were in the penthouse and showed up not long after Joshua hung up. Wonwoo, Soonyoung, Seungkwan, Vernon, and Mingyu were only a few minutes behind.

“Jesus Christ.” You heard Wonwoo stutter out, surprised at the contents. “Dead mice?” he was really trying to whisper, yet you honed in on it and the image in your head had you throwing up stomach acid once again.

Jun cleared his throat, speaking quietly. “Guys, there are thirteen of them.”

“Shut it.” Joshua warned.

“Sona,” You huffed out, barely able to speak from the burning in your throat. “Can you help me?”

You didn’t realize tears had fallen from your eyes until she whipped them away.

“Yeah, come on.” She easily helped you up and out of the area. Sona got you into the closest bathroom in the makeshift storage room, setting you down on the closed toilet seat.

“Why me?” You weakly managed to ask and Sona sighed, taking a hand towel to wipe off your makeup.

“I don’t know,” She pushed your hair back, being gentle with you, maybe scared you’d break at a moment's notice. “But you know we will figure it out.”

“Will you…drive me to and from work when Seokmin can’t?”

Sona gave a sad laugh, nodding her head. “Yeah, of course I will, Mouse.”

She easily got your makeup off, brushing your hair back more. You could hear talking from the guys and it’s like every other stalker attack all over again. Everyone was in your home, talking about it, trying to whisper, and keeping you protected. There was a large chance Wonwoo wasn’t going to find anything significant, you’d be back to square one, and you wouldn’t know how to get anything without risking yourself.

You thought about it, probably shouldn’t have. None of them would let you execute the horrible plan you concocted in your head. They’d never let you use yourself as bait, no matter how much it was planned out and followed to a T.

“Mouse?” Sona broke you out of your train of thought, “Let's get you up and into your room.”

You let her lead you out of the room, placing herself behind you so you wouldn’t look over your shoulder to the guys. She pretty much forced you to change and lovingly brushed your hair before braiding it loosely to keep neat. She asked you a few times if you needed anything, but you shook your head, knowing you weren’t going to be able to eat now. You had a headache and you were dizzy, yet you only asked Sona if she could lay down with you for a little bit. Though she looked worried, she did, more sitting up as you curled up under the thick blankets beside her legs.

You didn’t know how long you laid there, but without any warning you sat up and left bed, quickly followed behind by Sona.

“Guys-” You coughed weakly and cleared your throat.

They were littered around the living room and kitchen, the box was gone but they all looked as tired as you felt.

Seungkwan was the closest to you and he tucked you into his side, resting his chin on your head to provide comfort. You let out a shaky sigh and stepped back from him, straightening your shoulders.

“Are you hungry?” Mingyu tried to offer but you shook your head. “Do you need something?”

“No, fuck, let me-” You shaked out your limbs, groaning in frustration. “I can’t fucking think.”

Joshua approached you, holding his hand out and you took it, you didn’t see Jeonghan or Seungcheol, but you know they had a meeting tonight, which was why Jeonghan would have been home late.

“I don’t even know why I came out here-” Pinching the bridge of your nose, you balled your free hand into a fist. “I’m frustrated, I’m fucking angry to the point that I should definitely not be around any weapons right now, and I’m fed up of this bullshit. How can this person just…” You almost let out a growl in anger.

“How can this person slip through our fingers every time? Why the hell is he obsessed with me? It doesn’t make sense and I’m-” You could feel yourself boiling, the internal pot ready to spill over in rage and you needed to keep it below the surface. “This isn’t going to stop.”

“Mouse, you don’t know that.” Wonwoo spoke up, shaking his head.

“No offense, Wonu, but I can’t believe that at the moment after everything.” You pushed out a long breath, closing your eyes to center yourself. “You’ve all done everything to find this person – people –, but nothing has come up so far.”

“I’m sorry.” Joshua whispered, tightening his hold on your head, dropping his head some.

“I’m not asking you to stop looking, I want you to continue, I just…I don’t know how much gas I have left in me before I’m at my full wits end.”

“I’m not…saying you should come over, but it would be nice.” You muttered into the phone, hearing the bright laughter from Seungcheol.

“Yeah, I’ll ditch the fight ring tonight.”

“Good, I could use some help setting up the two game systems you got me.”

“Don’t know what you are talking about, I’ll see you in about an hour, Mouse.”

“You can let yourself in.”

“Got it, see you soon.”

You weren’t going to tell him you were curled up on the couch, not wanting to be alone since Joshua and Jeonghan wouldn’t be home until late again. Everyone, however, knew you had barely left the apartment. Seokmin and Sona went back to driving you to and from work, you ordered groceries or someone picked them up if you asked. You hadn’t slept alone since the box incident.

Nearly three weeks since then and everyone either said nothing or tiptoed around the issue. The only time you got a proper, straight answer was when you sat both your boyfriends down and asked. They confirmed Jun’s statement, that there were thirteen dead mice in the box, however further investigation showed each of them had the guys’ initials carved into them. When being disposed of, there was a picture of just you with Xs cut into your eyes.

Wonwoo was your next target of information, you cornered him at the house the first weekend after but there wasn’t much to say. The tracking number, barcodes, and everything else was a spoof, fake. Security footage showed the usual mail currier dropping it off but a further look into it came up just as short. None of it made sense, whoever sent it was incredible at covering their tracks and knew of SVT.

So, whenever you are alone, you’ve been online shopping for everyone’s Christmas presents. When one came in, you made Sona open them as a precaution (except when it was hers that came in, Jeonghan did that) and hid most of them in your ‘storage’ room closet under a bunch of other boxes. All of them were there, except for Jeonghan’s, whose present was at Sona’s since he was nosy. Joshua was more patient.

It was only two-ish weeks until the holidays and you weren’t in any proper Christmas mood. Mingyu and Chan were decorating the house, seeing as all of them would be home for the holidays. Joshua was alongside them with the holiday spirit with them, helping every chance we could.

“I brought tacos.” Seungcheol called through your home, giving a sympathetic pout when he noticed you wrapped up in a blanket. “Mouse…”

You focused back in, getting up quickly. “Hey- I was going to clean up but-”

Placing the bag of take out down, Seungcheol hurried over, shaking his head. “No no, it’s okay. It isn’t a problem.”

Sucking in a deep breath, you felt him pull you into his arms. “Things have been difficult.”

“I know. No one is expecting you to be perfect.” His voice was as soft as the gaze he set down to you. “You don’t have to explain.”

You stayed in his hold for a few moments, basking in the warmth you didn’t have when alone. “Do you want to eat in the game room and get everything set up?”

He nodded, tracing his fingers down your arms until he would hold your smaller hands, letting his thumbs run over your knuckles. “Maybe…we can watch a movie too? I can set stuff up and turn this into a little…date?”

“Yeah. I’d like that, Cheol, a lot.”

You and Seungcheol sat on the couch in your game room, eating as he worked on getting the consoles set up. Previously, you at least removed them from their boxes once an entertainment system was bought and built. He really tried to have you pick a dumb tag name each time, liking the joke of Mighty Mouse . You absolutely denied his pressing, laughing at his pouting and whining even when he fell into your lap.

Seungcheol did relent nonetheless, but he was content with settling in your personal space, not that you minded. You let him rest most of his weight against you, laying between your legs with his back to your chest. He easily finished the job, making sure both systems were up to date and operating properly. When things were to his satisfaction, he logged into one of the many streaming services they shared, scrolling through movie options until one was agreed upon.

He got up and ran to your living room to get some blankets as it loaded, settling back between your legs after silently asking permission with his eyes. This time, he had his head barely over your chest, arms wrapped around your waist. It was new for the both of you, but everything felt comfortable. He felt comfortable. The weight was welcoming, calming, and you weren’t really plagued with the intrusive thoughts you’ve been dealing with.

Halfway through the movie, you were dozing in and out. A peek down showed Cheol he was in a similar state, eyes half lidded and lips parted as his breathing slowed. Reaching up, you ever so slowly threaded your fingers through his hair and he sucked in a breath, groaning out a question. You huffed out a chuckle, curling a piece of hair around your finger.

“Go back to sleep, you were cute.”

Seungcheol scoffed, snuggled back into his place playing on your front, arms tightening around you. “ ‘m not cute.”

“Mhmm, keep telling yourself that.”

He grumbled, muttering something you couldn’t understand, eyes fully closed and you assumed he fell asleep. You couldn’t reach the remote or control to turn either the TV or console off so you simply let yourself join him in slumber.

“That was a great set of fights.” Jeonghan hummed, stretching his arms above his head, a satisfying pop leaving his body. “I’d like for Jihoon to be a regular but that’ll never happen.”

“Absolutely not. He’d only fight in free-for-alls. You saw him.” Joshua rolled his neck, waiting for the elevator to reach Mouse’s floor.

Jeonghan chuckled, quiet and airy, dramatically letting himself lean against the elevator wall. “He uses my club for anger management.”

Joshua rolled his eyes, laughing as he shook his head. “And you used his club to lure Mouse and I together.”

The other man huffed, rolling his eyes. “Touche. He can free-for-all whenever we have it, which I’m thinking should be after the holidays.”

“Man, I’m ready to crash after a shower. It was packed and the heater was somehow still blowing all the hot air out.”

“Yeah, I gotta get the heater checked out.” The elevator dinged and the doors slid open. “Sorry about that.”

Joshua waved his friend off, stepping into the hallway and down the hall to the door. He tapped in the lock code, frowning at the majority of the lights on. Joshua looked to Jeonghan but the latter shrugged.

“She forgets sometimes.” Was all he said.

Frowning, Joshua started to shut off some of the lights as Jeonghan strolled down the hall, coming to a stop at Mouse’s game room. Joshua joined him, seeing the grin on the other’s face.

Glancing into the room, he was met with Mouse and Seungcheol asleep, with the leader curled comfortably on top of her. Jeonghan only snickered, nodding his head almost proudly.

Joshua…He of course knew that Mouse was going out, kinda , with Seungcheol. She was honest, there were multiple long conversations to make sure the three were on the same page and comfortable. He knew everything was moving slowly at her request. With everything throwing her life into a constant state of chaos, this was the first, if he remembered, that they had been together alone in a bit. Seeing them laying there wasn’t uncomfortable, they – he – trusted her to talk to them. Really it made him feel at ease that when he or Jeonghan weren’t able to be with her, Seungcheol would be.

Jeonghan nudged him with his elbow, crossing his arms. “It’s cute.” He whispered, a fond gaze in his eyes.

Joshua hummed, giving a small nod. “We should wake him up at least. He will wake up really uncomfortable if he stays there.”

Nodding in agreement, Jeonghan shuffled into the room, shaking Seungcheol awake, but that also woke up Mouse. Joshua hurried in, hearing them both grumble and whine at the disturbance. Quietly, the second oldest managed to get their leader up while Joshua tried to keep Mouse from fully waking up.

She latched onto him like a koala, letting Joshua lift her up and get carried to her bedroom. Mouse muttered a goodnight to Seungcheol on the way out of the room but her head was nestled into his neck.

“Let’s get you into bed.” He whispered, pulling the blankets back but she whined and held on tighter. “Sweetheart, come on, I’m covered in sweat. I need to shower.”

Mouse pulled away quickly, staring up at him with wide eyes but furrowed brows. “What did you just say?”

“That I need to shower?”

“No, the first thing.”

Joshua’s eyebrows furrowed together, confused. “That I’m covered in sweat?”

“No-” Mouse sighed, rubbing her eyes tiredly. “What did you call me?”

“...Sweetheart?”

“Yeah! That! You’ve never called me a pet name before.”

“Bullshit, yes I have.”

Jeonghan’s laugh made his way to Joshua’s ears. “No you haven’t, not once.”

Cocking his head to the side, Joshua thought back, running quickly through handfuls of conversations he has had with his girlfriend. There had to be- wait…no, he really didn’t call her a single pet name.

“Oh.” He blinked, coming to the realization.

“Yeah.” Mouse fully let him go, crawling under the covers. “Both of you shower, you woke me up and I want to sleep through the night.”

Joshua scoffed a laugh and stole a kiss to her lips. “Yes, ma’am.”

[DJ Leaf Blower Fanclub] {Yoyojun 11:19 AM} Who changed the GC name? {Yunhooooe 11:35 AM} Not me {Hyeonie 11:41 AM} Same, I blame Chan or Woo {WooBoo 11:59 AM} It was me Anyways, sluts, who wants to go out?

You peeked down at your phone, one arm linked with Sona’s as you strolled through the grocery store aisles. She had stopped by and practically dragged you from your home to ‘ get some fresh air, sun, and food’ .

“Who’s that?” Sona raised a brow, unlinking your arms to get something off the shelf to her side.

“99 line chat.” You sighed at the near continuous notifications. “They want to go out – or at least Woo does.”

“Are you going to join?” The question had you already saying no internally.

Shaking your head, you snatched something off the shelf and tossed it in your basket, a bag of expensive chocolate. “Nah, not feeling it.”

[To DJ Leaf Blower Fanclub 12:05 PM] I’m out, no thanks. Have fun without me. Sorry guys. {BunBin 12:06 PM} Boing, come on, Mo. {Hyeonie 12:06 PM} Please don’t leave me alone with them {WooBoo 12:07 PM} Us? Don’t leave us alone with her, she’ll kill us. {Channie 12:08 PM} Mouse come on. You haven’t left the house in days.

“And that is where I mute the chat.” You tapped away before sliding your phone into your shoulder bag.

Sona questioned if you needed anything else but you had a nearly full basic and you let her lead you towards the registers. You were thankful to her, really, if someone ever walked too close, she placed herself between you and the random. Her head was on a constant swivel and beneath the sweatpants and oversized sweatshirts, she concealed a gun.

Once through the line and out the doors, Sona spoke up.

“So why aren’t you agreeing to meet with a group of trained killers that are your friends?” She closed the car door behind her, getting the car turned on.

“Because I don’t wanna go out?”

“Mouse,” Sona rolled her eyes, looking over unimpressed at the answer. “You’d have more guns and knives there than with me.”

You pushed out a deep breath, buckling your seatbelt. “I’m just not feeling it. Can we just get home? Please?”

The apartment was silent when you arrived back. You were going to head up to the house, but something urgent came up for the oldest three and multiple of the others were covering things for them. Staying at your apartment was your best bet and you wouldn’t know what to do if you were truly alone in that house.

While you could have cooked with things you had in your fridge, you decided to order food, informing the doormen to deliver it up to you once it was checked. You were thankful as well for them too, having the entire building staffed by SVT personnel that were kept up to date with need to know information.

You sat curled under a blanket in the corner of the couch, your favorite take out on your lap. The TV was playing a random rerun but you were focused on your phone, going through the abundance of Tik Toks multiple of the guys sent you and some of 99 line members.

A knock had you lifting your head, confused at the intrusion to your quiet. Another knock, louder than the last, harder, and quiet murmurs heard just beyond the door had you curious.

Moving to stand, you placed your food aside on the coffee table, grumbling quietly until you reached the door. Standing on your tiptoes to peer through the peephole, you hit your head against the door as you unlocked it, pulling the door open.

“I told you guys I’m-”

Pushing past you, Wooyoung and Yeonjun skipped in, bright and loud as always. Now that you could see them and take them in properly, they all wore what you assumed was lounge or pajama outfits, a few with pillows in hand. The rest of the 99 line, Chan included, stood at the doorway, bags of snacks and small, apologetic smiles on their faces.

“They said if all of us couldn’t go out then we wouldn’t.” Yunho bowed his head, rubbing the back of his neck. He bowed his head once more when you moved aside to let them in.

“Then Chan said to come to you, Mo.” Changbin gave you a pat on the shoulder as he stepped inside.

“Sorry.” Chan meekly apologized as Gahyeon kissed you on the cheek and skipped inside. “You haven’t gotten out much recently…”

You scoffed but smiled, pulling him into a tight hug. He wrapped you up in his arms, sighing quietly. “It’s okay, bub.”

“Bitch, this place is amazing!” The excited squeak of the other woman in the group was heard, hearing the pitter patter of multiple pairs of feet against the hardwood floors.

“I’m thinking tacos.” Wooyoung said to San, sitting on your kitchen island. “Mo, do you want tacos?”

Closing and locking the door after finishing your hug with Chan, you moved over to the kitchen, shaking your head. “I kinda already ate. Order what you want.”

“AKA, order you some so you don’t steal our shit, got it.” Mingi snickered, opening your fridge. “Alcohol?”

“Bottom cabinet to the right of you. I only have wine right now though.”

He cringed, pushing his glasses up. “Woo, add fireball to the list, and maybe tequila.”

Typing away on his phone – or you thought it was Changbin’s from the phone case –, Wooyoung kicked his feet, probably placing an order. He had the phone passed around so everyone could get what they wanted off a delivery app. Chan called down to let the doormen know things were coming, along with the second separate delivery of alcohol.

Your little group already started getting comfortable on the couch, blankets and pillows thrown about to settle in. Chan and Gahyeon were at both your sides once you sat down while they argued with the rest to figure out the next step of the evening. You stayed quiet, chuckling at their attempts as negotiation.

“Horror movie drinking games?” Yeonjun suggested, looking at the group.

“You, San, and Hyeon won’t last with how little you can drink.” You laughed, feeling a hit to your arm from the mentioned woman. “What? San taps out at two, you get clingy, and Yeonjun can’t stay away and gets sentimental!”

“And you,” Chan nudged you, “Don’t know how to keep your mouth shut. Ms. I’ve worn heels higher than your dick size .”

They caused an uproar of laughter and you covered your face, trying to control the blush creeping up your cheeks. “I can’t believe I said that out loud and challenged him after.”

“It’s okay, Mouse, you won’t shut up to begin with.” That had you tossing a pillow across the way, aimed at Wooyoung’s face.

“This is my apartment, you know.”

“Okay, and? I ordered tacos for everyone.”

“Yeah, on my credit card.” Changbin rolled his eyes.

You don’t really…remember a lot after all the alcohol and food got devoured. Drinking games started rather quickly and it got loud first.

Cracking your eyes open, you groaned at the headache that plagued you. It felt like a hammer was beating rhythmically into your eyes. The curtains were open and that wasn’t helping the massive hangover you were sporting-

Wait.

When did you get into bed last night?

Lifting your head, you were met with Gahyeon cuddling up into your chest and another body pressed against your back. As you looked around, wincing at the light, you were definitely in your bed and Yeosang was back to back with you, knocked out cold. You would see someone was on the other side of Gahyeon but the blanket over the person didn’t let you know who it was.

Though extremely slow, you managed to remove yourself from Gahyeon and stumble out of bed and shut the curtains to spare the rest when they got up. You made your way to the bathroom for pain killers, shivering at the cold tile beneath your feet. Despite the lights being off in the bathroom, your reflection looked pale, maybe a little green but you weren’t feeling sick, thankfully. You were glad you could hold your alcohol better than in college.

Creeping your way out of the room, you weren’t too surprised to find the apartment almost completely silent, but the aroma of coffee floated you to the kitchen to find Chan awake. He was sitting on the floor, wrapped in a blanket, with one of your mugs in hand. Almost all the lights were off except for the one above the stove. As you shuffled closer, you noted most of the others sprawled out, tucked comfortably on the couch.

“Hey.” You whispered, quietly pouring yourself a cup of coffee and joined him on the floor. “I have a table, you know?”

“Floor cold. Head hurt. Don’t wanna move.” The words were slow and he punctuated it with a long gulp of coffee.

“Do you know what time it is?” You had forgotten your phone – or well, you didn’t know where it was in the apartment currently.

Weakly, he shook his head. “No clue. Don’t care.”

You scooted closer, resting your head on his shoulder. “We really overdid it. I’m surprised my place is clean after a blackout.”

Chan huffed a sorry excuse for a laugh, resting his cheek on your head. “You shit talked with Mingi while you cleaned up all the trash. That’s really all I can remember that late.”

“I vaguely remember everything from the first movie and some from the beginning of the second, but everything after that is fuzzy. I know we finished it but there was a lot of alcohol.”

“You went toe to toe with Yunho and Changbin. I’m not even surprised.”

Sitting (kinda) comfortably, you let the painkillers and coffee do particle work on the headache that still pounded. Then…both of your stomach grumbled and you managed to share a quiet laugh.

You reluctantly got up, tiptoeing around the room until you located your phone half under San’s sleeping form. He stirred when you moved his arm but further cuddled into one of your couch pillows. With Chan’s help, you pretty much ordered a whole buffet of brunch for everyone, minus the mimosas after the rager last night.

As you waited, you finally went through any messages from the night and morning.

[Threeway] {Hannie 2:41 AM} I know it’s late, love, but we aren’t going to be home until tomorrow evening. {Shua 2:46 AM} I heard Chan went over, hopefully you slept well, Sweetheart. {Hannie 10:31 AM} I miss my Mouse. I say we order in and stay in bed. Actually I demand it.

Shaking your head, you smiled, typing out a reply.

[To Threeway 11:44AM] Hi, goodmorning, I just got up a bit ago. Chan ended up bringing all of 99 line here and we…drank a lot. Ordered us some brunch so we could at least eat. I’ll see you later. I miss you both.

Almost instantly, they both replied.

{Hannie 11:45 AM} Ah, my baby, make sure to take care of yourself until we get home. {Shua 11:46 AM} I’m glad you had a good night. I was worried. I missed you too, I’ll see you soon.

“You guys are cringe.” Chan read over your shoulder, sipping his coffee.

“You’re just mad you are single.” You elbowed him gently, and shook your head. “Please start waking them in the living room and I’ll get the three in my room and whoever took the couch in the game room.”

He gave a thumbs up as you shuffled off to your room. Your first stop was the bathroom, fetching the large bottle of painkillers everyone would definitely need.

Stepping towards the side of your bed, you smiled softly at the peaceful look on Yeosang’s face. You shook him gently, trying not to spook him but he got startled, head whipping up, only for a painful groan to follow. You apologized and hushed him, taking out a few pills and handing them over. He gave you a puzzled look, like he was trying to turn on his brain and understand what you were offering him. Once he understood, or you thought he did, Yeosang sat up and downed the pills you offered. Rounding the bed, you silently chuckled seeing Changbin curled beside Gahyeon. Unlike Yeosang, they didn’t startle but they whined in pain. You handed them some painkillers as well before letting the three of them know food would be arriving soon.

Leaving them to fully come to consciousness, you found Yeonjun in your game room. He, surprisingly, was awake when you walked in, mumbling a good morning and thanking you for the medicine. You got him up and into the living room, just in time to see the others at least awake. The bottle of painkillers was passed around to the rest of the group as Chan made everyone a cup of coffee, pulling out the sugar and creamer.

No one said much, not even when your sleepover buddies left your room to join the masses. You made quick work getting plates and utensils for when the buffet arrived, being careful to not make too much clinking noise and not wanting to waste too much time getting them fed.

You moved quickly when there was a knock at the door, eyes wide when you saw three men from the front desk and Sona carrying multiple bags of food between them all. Apologies fell from your lips as you took them one after another and placed them down but the four brushed your words off. The men bowed before they walked off, however you stopped Sona before she left. You raised a brow at how dolled up she looked for a Saturday morning.

“Got a date?” You asked, only for her to shake her head and attempt to wave you off.

“Date? No-” She frowned, averting her eyes. “I’m going to brunch with Lex.”

“Oh.” You stopped yourself from laughing, watching as a blush crept up her neck and to her cheeks. “Ooh~”

“Don’t-” She stuttered, pointing an accusing finger at you, cringing and begging. “Don’t do that-”

“So we like her?” You wiggled your eyebrows, smirking. “We like like Lex?”

“Mouse, I hate you. I’m gonna be late.” Sona left in a hurry and you closed the door, knowing you’d be annoying her soon about it.

Chan and Yeosang, two of the best boys around, unpacked a majority of the food with a line of hungover and hungry killers. Yeah, that was a funny statement to think, seeing it was funnier with their rumbled clothes and tousled bedhead. The moment the two moved (after grabbing their own plates), food was being taken and distributed and conversations started to flow. You grabbed food last and Yunho saved you a space for a chair so no one took up too much room.

“Ah fuck, I forgot I had a meeting this morning.” Wooyoung placed his head down on the table beside his plate, phone in hand. “Hongjoong is gonna kill me. It was supposed to be with a distributor.”

“Give me your phone.” You held out your hand. “I can make him not be mad.”

“How do you plan on doing that?” Mingi questioned as Wooyoung handed the phone over, Hangjoon’s contact up on the screen.

“Easy, Hongjoong liked me, and I can be a pretty decent liar.” You cleared your throat, taking a deep breath. Dialing the number, you motioned with a finger to your lips for everyone to stay quiet.

“Wooyoung, I’m going to kick your ass, This meeting was-”

You let out a shaky breath, making your tone sad and slow. “Hongjoong, it’s Mouse.”

“Mo- Where is Wooyoung?” He sounded concerned under his annoyance.

“He is here. It’s my fault he wasn’t up in time, I’m sorry- Wooyoung and everyone showed up yesterday because they wanted to cheer me up with everything going on-” You fake sniffled like you were crying and continued to ramble. “They stayed up late trying to calm me down and get me to sleep-”

“Hey, okay-” His tone was panicked. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll lie and reschedule it. Tell Wooyoung we’ll talk later-”

“Please don’t be mad at him,” You pleaded, a shake to your voice. Everyone’s eyes were wide. “It’s my fault, please don’t get angry at him-”

“Fine, fine, I won’t, just- get them back here soon-”

“I will, I’m sorry.”

Hongjoong said goodbye before hanging up and you shook your head, clearing your throat and placing Wooyoung’s phone down on the table. All pairs of eyes were set on you and you went back to eating.

“She’s a witch.” Changbin whispered, jaw dropped.

Wooyoung looked at his phone, astonished by your entire skit. “Mouse, I know you have two boyfriends, but I think I’m in love with you.”

You laughed, throwing your head back. “It was nothing! Not a problem.”

“How were you not a part of an underground group before this?” San asked, staring blankly.

“You aren’t the first to ask me that. I blame the foster care system for that.” You let your shoulders shake as you continued to chuckle. “Eat, come on, we all drank too much last night.”

“Okay, mom .” Yeosang snorted, going back to his food.

99 line left not long after everyone finished eating and helped clean up. Anything left over was taken with them or quickly finished from their containers. You told Chan he could stay if he wanted, but he inevitably went to the penthouse and most likely knocked out. They all made promises on the way out the door to check in more and keep an eye out and you hugged each of them tightly as they left.

You, though sleepy, managed to clean up the rest of the living room, change your bedsheets, and two full loads of laundry before your boyfriends came back.

It was nearly five in the evening when you heard the door to your home open and the thud of a bag against the floor. You jumped up from the couch in the game room, playing one of Wonwoo’s games since he shared his account, and nearly sprinted into the living room. You collided into the two of them, arms wrapping around both of their necks and pulling them close to you, sighing out happily to have them near.

“I missed you both.” You took a deep breath, closing your eyes.

Jeonghan tiredly laughed, placing a kiss on your temple, one arm wrapping loosely around your waist. “It was only a night and I wished you were there.”

“He would not stop complaining.” Joshua teased, running a hand up your spine to keep you close. “Not that I was much better.”

“I need all my missed attention and more food.” You pulled away, smiling lovingly up at them, giving each a short kiss. “What shall we order?”

It took all of ten minutes to decide on what to order, only to usher them off to shower and get out of their work clothes. You insisted on them cleaning up so you could finish getting the room clean despite them wanting to help, only to cite Jeonghan’s text from the morning of wanting to just stay in bed. You could see how tired they were, both probably stayed up all night to get whatever work done.

You pulled up a streaming service on your TV in the bedroom while one showered in the ensuite and the other in the bathroom in the hallway. The blankets were just pulled from the dyer, which Jeonghan would greatly appreciate, and you also had Joshua’s favorite fluffy blanket on his side of the bed.

By the time both were showered and ready for a chill evening, the food had arrived and you set everything up on the bed to devour. One movie turned into two, along with a change from you cuddling one or the other to both scooting in closer, two pairs of hands on you. Their warmth was always welcoming, not suffocating as some people could get from such proximity. Joshua had his arm under you, your head resting on his shoulder while Jeonghan was pressed into your side, head resting over your chest.

The peace was blissful, calm compared to the chaos of the previous evening. Jeonghan’s eyes were droopy, barely able to stay open, and his breathing was slowing. Turning your head showed your second significant other in a similar exhausted state that he was almost losing the fight to.

But the vibration of your phone pulled you away. You tugged it from your sweatshirt pocket, seeing Cheol’s contact name lighting up the screen. Hushing Jeonghan’s whine, you answered, speaking softly.

“Hello?”

“Did you talk to Hongjoong earlier?”

You had to stop yourself from laughing, hiding your face in Jeonghan’s hair. “Yeah, I did.”

“What did you do to make him feel bad? He called me saying that he was concerned.” Thankfully, he sounded amused.

“Had to get Wooyoung out of trouble by pulling some heart strings and using the fact that he likes me as a friend to my advantage.”

A tired chuckle was heard and you melted into bed. “Just don’t do it again, okay?”

“Cheol, you and I both know that I can’t promise shit.”

He laughed louder, bright and cute. “ That’s my girl. Have a good night.”

Joshua stole the device from your hand once the call ended, turning off the TV and snuggling into you. “What was that about?”

You snickered, kissing the top of Jeonghan’s head then kissing Joshua sweetly on the lips. “Just played a little trick on Hongjoong to save Wooyoung earlier. Nothing to worry about.”

“I have zero trust in that.” He tugged the blankets up under your chin, even making sure the man on your other side was warm and cozy.

“Maybe you and Hannie are just bad influences.”

“Never said we were good ones either.”

You let him get comfy, his other arm coming down to wrap around your waist just above Jeonghan’s. “Go to sleep.”

“That is the plan.” He murmured and you followed behind quickly thereafter.

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