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the-passenger-if · 3 years ago

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Angsts sequel pls 🥺 how do the ros in the last break up ask react to Newman coming back and trying to fix things?

“I don’t care why you did it,” Fiama says, arms crossed and eyes fixed on the street.

“Can’t we discuss this somewhere else?” C.C. Diner’s regulars are staring at them from the windows. Fiama acceded to give Newman a minute of her time, but she doesn’t seem particularly interested in going anywhere farther than a few feet away from the building.

“No, and I am very busy. Are you done yet?” And she still isn’t looking at them; she hasn’t since they stepped out of the diner.

“Fiama, please. I swear I had very good reasons to do what I did.”

“Mh-hm, so you say.” She glances over her shoulder. “Do me a favor, will you?” Finally, she looks at them and the blank stare she throws their way makes something inside Newman shrivel and die. “Take those reasons and shove them up your ass.”

She makes to leave, and Newman tries once more, “You can’t lie to me. You still care about me, Fiama. You still care about us.”

She lifts an eyebrow. “I did care about us. Six months ago. I’ve moved on. Bruno has moved on.” She gives them a once-over. “You should do the same. Don’t come back, and don’t bother my son. It’s over.” With that, she turns around and goes back into the diner, leaving Newman alone in the street.

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Jonny listens to Newman’s story in silence, he hasn’t made a sound since they showed up in the video store with an awkward smile stuck on their face.

He closed the door—it was almost closing time, anyway—and came back to position himself behind the counter. Newman didn’t attempt to follow him; they knew Jonny needed that space, at least for now.

“And that’s what happened,” Newman finishes. Jonny doesn’t say anything; he just keeps staring at his fingers on the counter. “I know it doesn’t change the fact that I broke up with you—“

“Over the phone,” Jonny says, then looks at them in the eye. The vulnerability in his expression almost has Newman reaching out, but they can’t, not yet. “You broke up with me over the phone,” he winces as if the memory had slapped him.

“I had no choice.” They aren’t losing their cool, they have their emotions under control. “I wouldn’t have been able to go away if I…” They shake their head, move to the counter flap and lift it just a bit before checking for Jonny’s reaction. He has stepped away from the counter, standing straighter. He’s eying them warily but that’s it. Newman lifts the flap all the way and steps closer to Jonny. “I missed you.” He blinks, and they take another step, and then another one.

Once they are in front of Jonny, he finally speaks. “You hurt me. I shouldn’t…”

“I will make it up to you,” Newman says holding his gaze. “It doesn’t matter how much time it takes me to make it right; I want to be with you, Jonny. I want you.” Sheepishly they take his face between their hands and slowly close the gap between them. Jonny's muscles are tense, but he doesn’t pull away, and after a few seconds he kisses Newman back. When Newman hugs him tight, he finally relaxes, practically melting against them.

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It had taken them almost four years, but Newman finally caught up with them. Their sneaky companion is sat at the bar. They don’t look anything like the Roach that swaggered their way all those years ago, but they have no doubt it’s them sitting there, sipping a drink that looks radioactive under the blacklight of the club.

It’s surreal. As Newman heads toward them, that’s the only thought in their head. This whole thing is surreal. And then Roach is twirling around on the metal stool, and fixing them with a stare, and suddenly the dreamlike sensation crashes on them with a vengeance.

It really is like staring into a mirror, a mirror that’s four years younger than them, but still. The son of a bitch really stole their face.

“Look at that,” Roach says in Newman’s voice and a sly tilt to the words. “Fancy meeting you here.” They follow Newman with their (Newman’s) eyes until they take a seat next to them. “This is a bad omen, by the way,” Roach continues before taking a sip of their fluorescent cocktail. “Only horrible things happen to those that come across their doppelganger.”

“Even if said doppelganger is fake?”

Roach’s smile turns sharp but they don’t reply, they just empty their glass and set it on the bar. “Alright, tell me everything. I want to know how you realized.”

Newman can feel their mouth pursing at the memory of the first time somebody got overly familiar with them just outside of a gas station restroom. “They called me ‘Roach’.”

“There has to be more than that!” Roach says with a laugh. “You are unforgettable.” They wink at Newman with sadistic glee.

“Ugh… look, Roach. I’m sorry, ok?” Better to get this over with. “Things happened, things that were hard to explain, things I couldn’t drag you through.”

Roach hums distracted, then flags the bartender.

“I want us to fix what we had, I want—“

“Another one,” Roach says with a seductive smile while pushing the empty glass toward the bartender. Then they point at Newman, “And one for my… twin here. I’m planning to get wasted tonight, and they are paying, so keep them coming, hunk.” Then they look at Newman. “The night is young and we have all the time in the world. If you can make me remember why I cared in the first place, then maybe, I’ll think about it, what do you say?”

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“You’re trespassing private property,” Horizon tells Newman as they see them approach. “Ranch 48 isn’t open to the public.”

Newman comes to a stop in front of their ex-partner and, ok, maybe they weren’t expecting to be welcomed with a kiss but the coldness in those gray eyes feel like stalactites hanging over Newman’s head. They raise their hands. “Horizon, please let me explain.”

“There’s nothing to explain, and I have a very busy schedule. Please, leave.” Their voice is polite, but those eyes… if looks could freeze.

“I have no right to ask anything from you, I know, but you have to give me a chance to explain. Everything that happened was a mistake…”

“’Everything that happened’?” Horizon frowns at them. “You have no idea about what happened. You—“ realizing they are raising their voice, they stop, close their eyes and take a deep breath. Next time they open their eyes, the calm and collected coldness has returned. “You hurt me deeply, I mourned what we had… poorly… but I came out of it stronger, better.” They stand straighter. “I respect myself too much to sacrifice all that over a few excuses.”

“I respect you too!”

Horizon’s mouth twists with skepticism. “If you did, you wouldn’t have come here in the hopes of disturbing whatever little peace I could’ve garnered in the last six months.” They sniff. “Now go before Velour sees us talking. And don’t come back. You aren’t welcome here.”

#ask #tp fiama #tp jonny #tp roach #tp horizon #in other words don’t break Fiama’s and Horizon’s hearts

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ronan-macteer · 6 years ago

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⤷ have you heard? ( RONAN MACTEER ) has arrived in novigrad. the stories say ( he ) is also known as ( knight of the dawn ). he is very clearly ( thirty-five ) years old and a ( witcher ). little birds may whisper that ronan is ( - mendacious, enigmatic, wrathful, artful, silver-tongued and stubborn ) but their own would describe them as ( + gallant, charismatic, masterful, dauntless, genuine and loyal ) [ fc; richard madden ]

Hey there my dears - I’m Eden and I am super excited be here and bring to a dash near you the okayest witcher . Below you’ll find a vague-ish intro for my smol son because this one required more of an actual bio than Tea did ( adrastea incase you need to know ). Should you like to plot or fancy a connection with my love here hmu!

tw mentions of death

Name: Ronan Albertus Martin MacTeer ( long I know but his parents really hoped a long name would inspire him to be more

Nickname: Ronan ( preferred ), MacTeer ( also preferred ), Roan, Roanie Ronan of Velen and other various nicknames and things one can shout at a witcher.

Title: Knight of the Dawn

Age: 35yrs. old. He does actually thoroughly look his age save for the grey stripe that appeared in his hair when he was just a boy.

Born: Gors Velen, Velen, Northern Coast of Temeria

Species: Witcher ( formerly human? its common knowledge most witchers were human males if not all of them )

Gender: Male

Height: 5ft 10in

Physique: Muscular. ( everything about a witcher is enhanced and modified to create a more perfect fighting machine against the monsters that ever constantly threaten this world since the Conjunction of Spheres. Needless to say Ronan is no exception to that rule that everything about him is more than any other man. Still Ronan doesn't make it a point to laze around but because of his training he is always honing his skills, sharpening them for until there cease to be dangerous creatures there is still a need for him to be ready at all times to face them. Monsters are the only ones truly capable of killing other monsters - that was the reason for creating witchers in the first place. Too, Ronan is a gorgeous hunk of a man and you aren't simply born so stupidly sculpted and handsome )

Hair: Ginger. Well ginger to a point there is one single solitary wisp of grey in the very front. He does quite fancy that little wisp of grey and is prone to playing with it in idle moments or when he's about to cheat in Gwent ( bonus fact: that isn't often ronan is just that damn good of a player and almost never loses a game. )

Family: There was one once that existed. He had two brothers and three little sisters - being the oldest himself it should've fallen upon him to take care of them and become the patriarch of the family. Since the witcher that saved his father claimed the right of the law of surprise he hasn't heard of them since. He knows better than to look for them as well knowing that times were hard when he left and they wouldn't have survived very long. Its a sore point but he considers his fellow witchers brothers.

Occupation: Witcher.

About ( this one is a bio mhmm of sorts )

There was family once. Ronan remembers the smell of his mother's hair and brothers and sisters to play with and a father who would teach him there was more out there in this world. He remembers happiness when he was a little nothing of a boy barely able to hold a practice sword or say alghoul without butchering the pronunciation of it all. After all these years he still remembers them. Often in his journals he'll write about them and there was a point he would secretly write letters home but they were never met with any sort of response. Ronan isn't entirely sure if they're still alive or if they can even read or write. One thing is certain the last time a contract took him to Gors Valen to his birthplace they weren't there and not a soul that lives there now remembers the fisherman, his wife or the score of children they had. Even still if they are there why would they accept that their brother is a witcher?

Young Ronan MacTeer was only five when the witcher named Velles claimed him and took him to train at the School of the Griffin. He fought that day - kicked and screamed and violently refused to go. Velles still had teeth marks in his skin until the day he died from where the young child bit him. A promise was a promise and Old MacTeer had promised his eldest to the witcher for having saved his life and he would go. His mother wailed and the youngest of his sisters ran after the horse until her feet were unable to carry her. It was the price it was the pledge and it would be honored. Despite his initial resistance and there was a great deal on his part, Velles did become an adoptive father to him. The two came to care for one another very deeply. It still hurts and always will that he essentially has no one else now but he's gained another family all his own of brothers in arms he wouldn't trade any one of them for the world. They are all each other has.

While there were initial bumps this was the beginning of the Knight of the Dawn. He would earn his name soon after he completed his trials and he went through them all. They took a boy and took him apart. After the choice which Velles convinced him of it was excruciating. Witchers in the School of the Griffin hardly thought he would survive the trial of the grasses but Ronan did. When he came through Ronan, just barely a young man, insisted they put him through additional trials. Velles told him it was unnecessary that completing this one was enough and he was now a witcher of the griffin school but Ronan despite the pain it would bring insisted. Noble, gallant, dauntless and incredible stubborn he was already ten times the man most other witcher boys were at sixteen willing to suffer so for the cause he'd been taught to believe in. Yes it made him like all other boys submitted to the witcher trials a foul creation - a freak in their own way but he really and truthfully knew no other life. It was the sunrise on the next day after his final trial where the boy truly became a man. High up in the mountains, higher than any one else including perhaps the monsters they hunted cat eyes open and took in a deep breath. Ronan greeted the dawn as he did every other day only this day was the beginning of the rest of his real life. A monster yes by normal human being standards but who would protect them but a witcher - specifically the Knight of the Dawn as Velles coined him.

Years passed, contracts and contacts came and went and the more harrowing each job became but he greeted each monster with a cunning smile and a silver sword. Those were the days to be wild and alive. Sure enough the Knight of the Dawn earned his name for being noble and a most masterful fighter to his enemies they surely knew him to be a trickster of sorts - never told the whole truth, came for blood, could talk his way out of any situation and had a terrible way of gaining an upper hand but in all that he was still good. Cheated at cards and drank but her was more than most men and had a mind about him to think of more than just himself. Never once did he claim the right of surprise and when they couldn't pay he wouldn't force them too. Then came a day he questioned things. He wondered of his former family. Perhaps it started when Velles died that he wondered if there was more to what they did - more to life. He kept this curiosity quiet, the studying he truly did of the monsters they hunted expanding knowledge in the hope to understand. They were once people were they not as was he? Who in this age wasn't some beast hidden there in the dark? It's always been a thought to gnaw away at him in the lonely days. His wonder of those things went no further because he knew there weren't many of his kind left and that wonder led down a dangerous path no witcher could walk without losing their head. He was faithful to his brothers and he would have their back, even Urbis', to the end. Lonely it was but they were the shred of what family each other had and it was entirely possible they would be the very last of their kind. The life of a witcher was never promised to be kind - their training and the things they've had to do have all but ensured they know their place in the world.

Ronan despite his training, despite the trials that took a boy and tore him apart and made him the witcher he is and even despite his artful ways of dancing around the truth he wondered of love. He wondered and still questions as he fights for coin to rid the world of monsters if he is not more a monster than they are and if there would be a person who would share this cold and bloody world with him? Perhaps it is a fools dream of a life beyond witching? What is sad is he has loved, deeper than some would think a witcher capable of loving; an all consuming love with a woman who loved him just as much and understood that what he was and never feared him for she knew his hands would never harm her if only protect her. He wakes in the night as if he is missing part of himself and reached for the ground beside him to find nothing and it is a haunting loneliness no amount of silver-tonged ability, daring fights, drunken brawls or loose women has helped. He hides it well but it is a gaping hole and it is painful but the knight of the dawn has no other option then the press on because there is no other life than this one. Ronan misses the love of his life not even knowing it is she he's missing not even knowing the empty name he wishes he could call is Orianna... Orianna.

Here he is Novigrad, less of his kind than there was before having accepted another contract but the whispers of the Wild Hunt concern him. Other things have been amiss as well but if the Wild Hunt comes perhaps with it comes his end as well? His arrival here in Novigrad and the arrival of other witchers makes him suspicious that there is more afoot here than the place initially lets on. With that and the thoughts that plague his mind what a time it is to be alive in regards to the Knight of the Dawn for the future is unknown and he is unsure of what lies ahead...

Trivia

Moral Alignment: Neautral

Zodiac: Capricorn

Temperament: Choleric

Sin: Wrath

Norse God/Goddess: Tyr

Witcher School: School of the Griffin - duh

Favorite foods: Meat, seafood, hot biscuits, strawberries and ale. He does like food and has quite honestly a more refined palate.

Hogwarts House: Gryffindor

Theme Song: Oblivion by M83 feat Susanne Sundfør

WANTED PLOTS:

Oh boy all the things -. the list is endless. HONESTLY LETS PLOT

#witcherintro #really it was a thousand times longer and more heart breaking so this is a pg version #tw mentions of death

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jaeminlore · 8 years ago

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Lonely Hearts Club // Park Jimin

the prompt: no one thought the obvious hufflepuff jimin would be sorted into slytherin. because of this, many people turned their back on him out of fear. you, a ravenclaw, aren’t afraid of him. in fact, you’re only annoyed by him. but what if the slytherin is only annoying because he doesn’t know how to portray his true feelings?

words: 5315

category: hogwart!au

author note: I’ve been writing this one on and off ever since namjoon sorted the members at that fansign and i finally finished it!! pls enjoy!

You stood on your tiptoes and stretched your fingers to try and reach a book on the top shelf of the Hogwarts library.

Fortunately, a hand reached up for you and easily grabbed the book.

“Thank—" you stopped, finally seeing who the person was.

Park Jimin. The mysterious slytherin boy that no one could quite figure out. He was in your year, and you could remember everyone on the train saying that he was pure Hufflepuff. Some even speculated Gryffindor, but none dared to bring up the snake house. He was too nice for that, too gentle.

Every account of him had spoken of a sweet, kind, little boy who just wanted to make others happy.

Then he was put into Slytherin. People assumed he must’ve been lying in his first impressions. He must’ve hid something from them. The little eleven year old lost all the friends he made on the train because of that sorting. Because of children who were afraid.

There was still house prejudice, of course. Even after the second wizarding war, people still believed that Slytherins were the bad group.

So Park Jimin became jaded, and you obeyed your Ravenclaw friends as they told you not to associate yourself with the boy who lied.

It was in good reason now, for you were both sixteen, and Jimin was absolutely obnoxious towards you.

Ever since you let him borrow a quill in Charms, he’s done nothing but bug you and bother you with a stupid smirk on his face.

You were positive there wasn’t a nice bone in his body.

Jimin read the cover of the book, “Hmm, Love Potions For The Desperate Witch? Love potions are illegal, you know.”

“I know that,” you snapped, jumping to try and reach the book that Jimin only held up higher and higher. “It’s for a research paper in potions.”

Jimin held the book above you still, a teasing glint in his eye as he saw how much shorter you were than him. “I have that paper too. I think I’ll check this book out first.”

“Hey!” You followed him as he walked confidently towards the librarian’s desk. “I saw that book first.”

Jimin turned on his heel and lowered his height to yours, puffing his cheeks out mockingly, “Why, Y/n, what a childish thing to say. I saw this book and picked it up fair and square, did I not?”

You glowered at him and tried to reach behind him to grab the book he hid behind his back.

He stood up and tutted, shaking his head. “Honestly, for a Ravenclaw, I thought you would’ve had better manners.”

“Manners have nothing to do with my house,” you said, still trying to grab the book.

Jimin held you back by your shoulder and laughed, “I can see that. Anyway, I’ll be checking out this book if you’re done annoying me.”

“Me? Annoying you?” You stood there with your mouth hanging open as Jimin cut you a smirk before walking towards the librarian desk.

Before he left, he turn around, “See you, Smarty Pants.”

Jimin didn’t returned the book to the library before your deadline, and since every other sixth year had the same assignment, you struggled to find a book to use for your source.

Eventually, you had to make do with what little information you received in your textbook, along with your limited memory.

You received a P for Poor, and were given two weeks of weekend detention helping Professor Longbottom in the greenhouse.

You wanted payback towards Jimin, whose fault you believed it was for your failing.

You walked into the Great Hall and found the two boys you knew would help you.

Jeon Jungkook was extraordinarily witty and loved learning. Only, he loved learning about things like experiments or muggle music. He was more or less average in his actual schooling. He was good at pranks, especially when he teamed up with Taehyung, a Hufflepuff.

Taehyung was more interested in learning about animals than humans, but his overall friendly persona gained him a lot of friends from every house. Taehyung never cared which house was which, he simply wanted to be friends with everyone. Most people knew, however, that he had a mischievous streak a mile wide and came up with the most wonderful pranks.

They would be the pair to go to.

“Hello, Y/n!” Taehyung greeted as you sat across from him.

“Hello, Tae, Kookie.” You smiled at the both of them. “I need your help.”

Jungkook rose an eyebrow after you finished explaining the story. “You want us to help you prank Park Jimin? Isn’t he that evil kid who tricked everyone when he was only eleven years old?”

Taehyung frowned, looking over at the empty Slytherin table. “I thought he was really nice when I spoke to him on the train. I tried to keep talking to him after the sorting but he just ignored me.”

Jungkook leaned closer, “There are so many rumors about him. Lots of people say he is going to be the Dark Lord of our generation.”

“That’s ridiculous,” you said. “He’s a bit obnoxious but he isn’t evil. C'mon guys, I’ll take all the credit, I just need an idea.”

“Well, there is this new potion we’ve been working on.” Taehyung said, hesitantly glancing over at Jungkook. “It will turn your hair orange.”

“In honor of the true prank kings,” Jungkook explained.

“Does it work?” You asked, already liking the idea of turning the slytherin boy’s hair orange.

“Indefinitely,” Jungkook said sadly. “We don’t know when or if it wears off.”

You thought about it for a moment.

Then with a mischievous smile, you held your hand out, “I’ll take it.”

You poured the potion in Jimin’s drink before he arrived in the Great Hall. Then you waited patiently for him to come and take a sip.

When he did, nothing happened.

Your frown worsened throughout breakfast as you watched him. His hair was still black as night.

As you continued staring, Jungkook elbowed you in the rib. “Yah, Y/n. The potion takes time so stop burning holes into the back of his head, will you?”

You complied and turned back to your untouched breakfast. Munching on a piece of toast, you watched the boy eat alone. He never once talked to anyone. Not even his fellow Slytherins would eat with him.

What was so bad about him? Was it really the sorting? Was it so bad that a boy expected to be in Hufflepuff turned out to be a Slytherin?

Slytherins are ambitious and cunning, but that doesn’t necessarily mean anything bad. Maybe he’s ambitious in stamp-collecting. Or maybe he’s just cunning; especially with the way he teases you. Maybe he’s cunning in getting out of detention.

You still couldn’t find anything inherently evil about the boy.

However, he was still annoying: a trait given to each of the houses unfortunately.

Eventually, it was time for class. Jimin’s hair hadn’t changed, and you were worried that Jungkook and Taehyung had somehow gotten their potion wrong.

“Just be patient,” Taehyung said before the two of you parted ways for your desperate schedules.

“Easy for you to say, Hufflepuff,” you snapped.

You hurried to your first class, Charms. In your haste, you ran into someone.

You looked up, “I’m so sor– Jimin?”

He looked the same as before, only his hair was now a pretty orange.

You were sad to see it didn’t look embarrassing at all. Actually, it made him look really handsome. He looked less intimidating with the lighter shade, somehow.

“Hey, Y/n,” Jimin said, giving you a smile.

Was he not bothered by it? Should you bring it up and see?

You pointed to his hair, “What happened?”

“Oh.” Jimin ran his fingers through his hair, pushing his bangs back. “I just dyed it in the bathroom. Looks good, doesn’t it?”

“Wh–” you opened your mouth, but nothing seemed to come out.

Jimin was lying. He was telling you an outright fib to cover himself.

Why?

Did he not want you to know he had been pranked? Did he not want anyone to know? Has this happened before? How much has he hidden from everyone?

Climbing out of the mental hole you had dug for yourself, you addressed Jimin the same way you always would. “You know I got detention because you stole my book.”

A frown took over Jimin’s features before it was replaced with a small smirk. “You did?”

“Yes!” You hissed. “Thanks to you!”

Jimin gave you a mock bow, “You’re welcome.”

Friday night, after dinner, Jimin snuck away as usual.

Since he had no friends, the boy had to find other things that made him happy. Quidditch was his first choice, but after being rejected from the team for six years straight, he decided to find something else.

Professor Longbottom had noticed the boy his first Herbology lesson. The boy reminded him of himself at that age: alone and insecure.

He made Jimin stay after class that day.

Of course the young Slytherin thought he was in trouble, and began apologizing before Neville could announce his true intentions.

“Follow me,” was all he had to say for Jimin to calm down. They walked down the length of the greenhouses until they reached the butterfly house.

That’s what Neville called it, anyway. It reality, it was the only greenhouse with non-magical plants in it. It was an oversized garden filled with flowers that could be found in muggle textbooks. Butterflies often snuck into the greenhouse, along with magical creatures like pixies and doxies.

Neville handed Jimin a spray bottle. “You know what doxy eggs look like?”

“No, Sir.”

“I’ll show you,” Neville took Jimin around the garden, turning over different leaves and showing him the strange spotted eggs that stuck to the leaves. “Doxies are like the pixie’s evil twin. They have a poisonous venom in their teeth, and if they bite you, you’ll become slowly paralyzed until you can get an antidote. However, their eggs can be used in common potions, so I come here to collect them. First, we must spray this on them to loosen them off of the leaf. Then you just scrape them off. Gently though, we don’t want to break them.”

Jimin watched his Herbology teacher spray the eggs and then gently scrape them into a glass bowl. “I am getting busier these days, and it becomes harder for me to check all of the leaves daily. I need a special person to take over this job. Would you want to take it?”

Eleven-year-old Jimin felt pride in his heart. The professor had picked him out of everyone in the school to do such an important job. “I’ll do a good job. I promise.”

“You know,” Neville said as he watched Jimin overturn leaves and spray the eggs. “Everyone thought I would be in Hufflepuff too. The sorting hat took forever to decide.”

“What house did you end up being in?” Jimin asked.

“Gryffindor,” Neville answered. “There I met my best friends and became the person I wanted to be.”

Jimin sprayed under a sunflower petal, “At least you weren’t in Slytherin. People think I’m going to hex them or something.”

“It’ll get better, Jimin.”

“Thanks, Professor.” He didn’t quite believe it.

Jimin arrived in the greenhouse ten minutes before his usual time, just to chat with his favorite professor.

Neville looked surprised to see Jimin, “What happened to your hair?”

Jimin reached up and twirled a strand of his orange locks. “Someone pranked me.”

“That wasn’t very nice of them,” Neville said. He was busy pouring soil into pots. “Grab some earmuffs.”

Jimin grabbed a purple pair off of the hook on the wall, “Mandrake season already?”

“Yep. They’ve got to be transferred. I’ve got to finish it before detention.”

“I’ll help,” Jimin said. He pulled the mugs over his ears and waited for his professor to do the same.

Together they lifted the baby mandrakes and transferred them into bigger pots, covering them with soil so they wouldn’t be cold.

The job was done in ten minutes, since the two of them were used to the process. Jimin pulled off his earmuffs and smiled at all the babies sleeping soundly in their pots.

“Now we wait for them to become teenagers,” he said.

Professor Longbottom rolled his eyes. “I hate that stage. Anyway, thanks for the help, Jimin. You might have some help today as well.”

“Oh, for detention?” Jimin asked.

“Yeah. Also, a few doxies have been creeping around the eggs, and you might need help hexing them.”

Jimin nodded and left the professor to his task.

The butterfly greenhouse had been Jimin’s favorite place since Professor Longbottom introduced it to him. It had become a place of solace and comfort for a boy who felt out of place nearly everywhere else.

He had not failed to miss a day since his first year. It was an hour of his day that he could spend alone without people whispering about him. Without hearing the rumors that spread throughout the walls.

It wasn’t even the other three houses that bothered him. His own fellow Slytherins came up to him all of the time, asking if he really wanted to be the next dark lord.

They would ask him to help hex the first years, or prank the professors. They would ask him for tips on hexes. They would ask how to sneak into the restricted section in the library, then they wouldn’t believe him when he said he’d never been.

No one asked him if he wanted to go to Hogsmeade with them, no one asked if he had the answers to Potions homework, and no one asked him to share his food. Any casual friendliness was gone when it came to Park Jimin.

One Slytherin, Min Yoongi, had been kind to him. He often yelled at those who asked Jimin obnoxious questions. He invited Jimin to hang out with him and even tried to persuade the Slytherin captain to let Jimin on the team.

Of course, Yoongi graduated Hogwarts two years ago and went back to the muggle world to pursue a career in music. He still sent Jimin owls every now and then, letting him know that he was working on a mixtape.

Still, Jimin was left alone.

Here with the flowers and the butterflies, Jimin didn’t feel alone. He felt freedom and happiness. A calm serenity washing over him and helping to aid him through the next day.

He began his routine, turning over each leaf one by one and scraping the eggs into a glass bowl provided for him.

Any time a doxy came in to threaten him away from it’s eggs, he would stupify it and toss the little guy out the window.

He didn’t have the heart kill it, so it would always come back for him, angry that he took it’s eggs.

“Jimin?”

Jimin jumped at the sound of your voice. His breathing quickened and he panicked, wondering what you were doing here. How you had found him.

Honestly, Jimin had mixed feelings when you were around him. Ever since you let him borrow your quill in Charms, he felt attracted to you.

Only, Jimin didn’t know how to treat you or show you that he liked you.

He was trying so hard to open up to you, but it often only came out in teasing and playful jests. He was positive he had only succeeded in annoying you.

He wanted to get to know you better in a way that didn’t involve getting on your last nerve.

Now his heartbeat was erratic as he made eye contact with you. What would you think of him now? A loner who spent his spare time working in greenhouses?

“Do you have detention too?” You asked, looking around at the many flowers and butterflies around.

Jimin looked ethereal in the middle of it all, as if he himself was a flower or a garden fairy.

You wouldn’t tell him this, of course.

“No,” he said softly. “I come here every day to help Professor Longbottom.”

“Really?” You looked at him, impressed. “That’s nice of you.”

Jimin looked taken back. Him? Nice? He hadn’t heard those words together since his first year on the train.

“I-I guess.” He rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “So if you could help me collect the doxy eggs, you’ll be out here in no time.”

He handed you a small bowl and demonstrated how to scrape the eggs into the bowl without breaking them. Once you got the hang of it, you moved to one side of the greenhouse while he worked on the other.

“This is strenuous,” you huffed, turning over your umpteenth leaf. You stole a glance at Jimin, who was doing his job with a content smile on his face. You watched him momentarily, picking up on the way his eyebrows furrowed and his lips pursed when he was concentrated.

For a moment, you thought of Jimin in a light you had never thought about before. You thought of him as attractive and somewhat caring. He had to be caring to be willing to do all of this for butterflies and potions ingredients. You also found out that he was horribly patient, much more so than you.

He didn’t seem annoyed at the length of time it took to overturn each individual leaf and look for eggs. It was admirable.

“So, you do this every day?” You struck up a conversation with him.

In the moment, he seemed much calmer than the Jimin you knew. He seemed bearable, and easier to talk to. He seemed less obnoxious.

Jimin looked up from his work, his eyes wide and a beautiful shade of brown against the dark green leaves. “Yes. Since my first year.”

“Why didn’t you tell anyone?” You wondered aloud. “The rumors probably would stop if they saw this side of you.”

Jimin’s cheeks turned pink and he ducked his head behind the leaves. “I don’t want anyone to see this side of me. I like being alone here.”

“Don’t you want friends?” You questioned.

“I don’t know,” Jimin shrugged. “It’s been a long time since I’ve had friends.”

“I know someone who wants to be your friend,” you said. “I’ll bring you to him after detention, okay?”

“Okay,” Jimin whispered shyly.

Kim Taehyung could always be found in the Great Hall, chatting to someone about who knows what. There wasn’t a person in Hogwarts safe from the boy’s wild conversations.

You knew he had wanted to be Jimin’s friend in first year. You were positive he still wanted to be.

He and Jungkook were sitting at the end of the Ravenclaw table, leafing through their parchment in search for readable notes.

Jimin was reluctant to go to them, seeing as he was afraid of meeting new people. He wouldn’t tell you that, but you had an inkling.

To get him to move, you grabbed his hand in your own and pulled him towards the Ravenclaw table.

“Hey guys!” You greeted the pair and sat down with Jimin. They mumbled back greetings without looking up. “I brought a friend.”

Taehyung looked up instantly at the word “friend”. Upon seeing the boy by your side, he broke out into a boxy smile. “Jimin!”

Jimin smiled shyly, not knowing what to do.

Jungkook looked up as well, a smirk on his face. “Hey, do you have any good notes from today’s potions?”

“Um…” Jimin dug through his bag and extracted some parchment covered front to back in neat and detailed notes. “Here you go.”

“Wow!” Taehyung accepted the papers. “Thanks! Do you want to sit with us? We’ve been needing a Slytherin in our group since Yoongi graduated.”

“Yoongi?” Jimin furrowed his eyebrows. “He was my friend.”

“I know,” Taehyung said. He rolled his eyes, “We’re the group of friends he kept inviting you to. Which you so rudely declined, by the way.”

“Sorry,” Jimin spoke quietly. “I’m not used to people wanting to hang out with me.”

“Well get used to it,” Taehyung said. “You’re officially stuck with us.”

You stood up, only then realizing that you hadn’t let go of Jimin’s hand. You cleared your throat and let go, averting your eyes to the floor. “I’ll be going then. Homework to do, you know. Goodbye.”

You didn’t expect your plan to work. Really, you didn’t expect Jimin to mesh so well with the boys. You expected him to be unwilling to open up to the boys. Instead, he fit right in.

Now he barely ever teased you. Heck, he barely even looked at you anymore. He was too busy with his new gang, who had become his best friends within two days.

You weren’t mad, since you wanted more than anything for Jimin to be comfortable with his new friends. However, you didn’t know it would effect you so much.

You seemed to forget life without Jimin in the picture, so now that he was gone again, you felt a hollow spot in your heart. It seemed you relied on Jimin and his teasing a lot more than you thought.

Now you missed him. Your dilemma lied with the fact that you had been rude and opposing to Jimin all this time, so it would be selfish of you to assume he wanted to come back into your life. Especially when he was so much happier with the boys.

You just wished he could be happy with you as well.

You glared at the Herbology book as it mocked you from the top shelf. Even on your tiptoes, you couldn’t reach it, no matter how much you strained.

Déjà vu hit your senses as a familiar arm reached for the book above you. You turned around, “I hope you aren’t planning to steal this book too.”

Jimin only smiled and handed you the book without a fight.

“What?” You looked at him, confusion painted all over your face. “You’re just going to give it up like that?”

“Yeah,” Jimin mumbled before looking away. “Look, Y/n, I never thanked you properly for helping me make friends. I realized that you were my friend first, and I want to thank you for that.”

“Oh…” you said. “No problem.”

He bit his lip to keep a bigger smile from forming on his face. “So, would it be weird to ask you to Hogsmeade?”

“Me?” You asked, a startled look on your face.

Jimin answered quickly, “As friends! To thank you! Not as a date or anything!”

“Oh.” You weren’t sure why you were so disappointed by his clarification. “Okay. Then I’ll go with you.”

“Great.” Jimin gave you one of his infamous eye smiles that you had grown to love, and exited the library.

“I can’t believe you chickened out,” Taehyung snickered as he and Jimin sat down in the courtyard.

Jungkook was there as well, playing Exploding Snap by himself.

Jimin watched his younger friend for a moment, feeling rotten. “I tried, but when I asked her out she seemed put off. So I told her it was just a friend date to thank her.”

At that moment, Jungkook’s cards exploded, and sparks flew up, making the three brush the potential fire starters off of their robes.

“Now she thinks you don’t like her,” Taehyung explained.

“I do,” Jimin insisted, loosening his emerald tie in frustration. “But I’ve gone and made it awkward.”

“Not if you turn it around!” Taehyung said. His hands moved rapidly as he talked, causing Jimin to almost go cross-eyed trying to keep up. “You could surprise her by asking her to be your girlfriend! She’ll never see it coming.”

“How do I do that?” Jimin questioned. “Do I get her a gift?”

Taehyung, lover of animals, snapped his fingers, “You should get her a pet.”

Jungkook butted in, “You know who should get a pet? Us. We’ll call him the Interhouse Venus Flytrap and he can go to a different house each week.”

“Why would he be called the Interhouse Venus Flytrap?” Taehyung looked curious.

Jungkook gave him a sort of “duh” look, “Because he’ll be a Venus flytrap and he’ll belong to us, an interhouse group.”

“Guys!” Jimin interrupted the two. “I really need help.”

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “She doesn’t need a big gift, just buy her a butterbeer and then ask her.”

“Just like that?” Jimin looked at his friend, stressed.

“Just like that,” Taehyung assured him.

“Your hair is back to black,” you said as a way of greeting Jimin.

He was waiting under the clock tower for you, his face nearly hidden behind a silver and emerald scarf.

You were wearing your own set of winter wear, only they were a royal blue color.

Jimin used his mittened hand to wave at you. “Hello, Y/n.”

Once the two of you began walking with the other students towards Hogsmeade, Jimin addressed your unusual greeting. “You know, Taehyung might’ve let it slip that you were the one who pranked me.”

A blush grew on your face as you looked away. “Sorry about that. To be fair, you did start it by stealing my book.”

Jimin chuckled. “At least you didn’t dye it pink or something.”

“I think you’d look good with pink hair,” you said. “It would bring out your skin tone.”

“Really?” Jimin looked at you comprehensively.

“Yeah,” you said quietly, but with assurance. “You’d probably look good with any hair color.”

Now it was Jimin’s turn to blush. He grabbed your hand and pulled you after him as he sped up. “Let’s catch up with the others. We’re falling behind.”

You laughed as he dragged you along, nearly causing you to trip. “Jimin! Slow down!”

He obeyed with a breathy, “Sorry,” and began walking with you by his side.

His hands were warm and rough, and yours felt small in his hold. You wondered if he knew that he was still holding your hand. Perhaps he did, because he began to swing your intertwined hands back and forth rather cutely as he smiled at those walking by.

You felt your face heat up. Would people think the two of you were dating? Not that you minded, but maybe Jimin would.

You slipped your hand out of his grip. “Let’s go catch up with the others before they wonder where we are.”

Keeping your steps ahead of his just slightly, you heard Jimin reply, “Oh, okay.”

Jimin felt his heart sink. Did you not want to be seen with him? Holding his hand and strolling along?

Maybe you just didn’t like him that way. That would really put a damper on the whole confession thing.

If he could just gain the courage to confess…

Jimin stopped in his place and looked around, searching for a certain Gryffindor that he knew could help him. Finally, he spotted Namjoon outside of Honeydukes, sucking on a lollipop as he read a book. “Go on without me, Y/n, I’ll catch up!”

“Okay,” you replied. Jimin watched until you reached the Three Broomsticks safely, then turned towards his friend.

“Namjoon!”

Although he was closer to Jungkook and Taehyung, Jimin found a unique friendship with the older Gryffindor. In talking with him, Jimin had found that Namjoon himself sometimes felt as if he didn’t belong in his house. Rather, the older boy felt he should’ve been in Ravenclaw.

“Hello, Jimin.” Namjoon smiled, the sucker still between his teeth. He folded the edge of his book and placed it under his arm. “Are you okay?”

“I need help,” Jimin spoke, his breaths turning into fog as they emitted from his lips. “I need courage to ask Y/n out.”

“How can I help you with that?�� Namjoon scoffed. “You know I’m not very brave.”

“You are,” Jimin insisted. “Right now I need your bravery, because I’m deathly afraid that Y/n will reject me.”

Namjoon sighed. “I don’t know if I can help you. Confessions are clearly black and white. They either like you or they don’t. Bravery really can’t make the situation any better or worse than it already is. All you can do is tell Y/n the truth and hope your feelings are returned.”

Jimin pouted, mumbling under his breath as he walked away, “You really should’ve been in Ravenclaw.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to say!” Namjoon shouted at his retreating friend.

You twiddled your thumbs nervously as you sat on a bench outside of the Three Broomsticks.

Jimin sat down beside you, and turned his body towards yours. “Y/n, can I ask you something?”

You looked up, “Of course. You know you can ask me anything, Jimin.”

“Well, I have two questions,” Jimin clarified. He looked down at his lap nervously. His lower lip was pulled under his teeth. “Here’s the first one: we’re friend, right?”

“I hope so,” you answered. To try and comfort him, you scooted closer to him so that your knees were touching.

Jimin looked at you and exhaled slowly, “Okay, well, would you still be my friend if I said I wanted something more?”

Your eyes widened and a nervous giggle escaped your lips.

A look of understanding passed Jimin’s face, as if he mistook your giggles for laughing at him. “Forget it. I know it’s stupid.” He got up to leave.

“No!” You reached out and grabbed his forearm, pulling him back onto the bench. “I’m not laughing at you.”

“Then why are you laughing?” Jimin asked, a slight pout playing on his bottom lip.

You suddenly got shy, realizing that you would have to tell him the truth, since he asked. “Because I kind of like you as more than a friend as well.”

“Really?” Jimin’s eyebrows rose in excitement and he reached out to grab your hands. “Then can we go out on an official date?”

You returned his smile, eliciting another giggle as you looked into his shining eyes. “Tell me the time and place.”

“I lied,” Jimin spoke quickly, “I actually have three questions.”

“What’s the third?”

Jimin looked bashful. “Can I kiss you?”

His face got closer to yours, and your eyes fluttered closed as you felt his breath fan your lips. “Yes.”

Jimin decided that the real bravery might be in kissing you. You looked even more beautiful up close, and Jimin felt a stir in his abdomen when his nose brushed against yours.

When you reached your hand up to grab his scarf and pull him closer, however, it encouraged him to close the gap.

He cupped your jaw and pulled you against him. Your lips were cold, thanks to the weather, but they quickly warmed up at the contact. He moved his lips against yours slowly and passionately in a patient struggle to convey his feelings for you. He hoped you would feel how much he truly like you.

“Oh! Jimin!” Taehyung interrupted the two of you.

Jimin groaned and pulled away, wishing to just block out the world once again and go back to kissing you.

You sighed lowly from beside him, “What do you want, Tae? Can’t you see I’m kissing my boyfriend?”

Jimin bit his lip to keep from smiling. His heartbeat sped up at your words. “Boyfriend?”

“Is that okay?” You asked quietly, ignoring the Hufflepuff beside the two of you.

“Yeah.” Jimin smiled and leaned down to kiss your forehead.

Taehyung rolled his eyes. “So, are you guys going to keep being gross or are you going to come in and have some butterbeer? It’s on me since Jimin finally had the guts to ask you out.”

“I’m not going to turn down free drinks,” you said, grabbing Jimin’s hand and pulling him behind you, into the Three Broomsticks.

~the end~

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Ouran High School Host Club fusion, anyone? XD

another plotting session with firesonic152 <3

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 XDDDDDDDDDDD oh my god i typed in soldier 76 and gabriel reyes into like an "if you were an otome character" generator and

Soldier 76 is the protagonist. type: rival good end: run away to live together bad end:love interest commits suicide

Gabriel Reyes is the side character. type: rival good end: living together bad end: love interest is executed

A LITTLE TOO REAL

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 WHAT THE FUCK

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 RIGHT

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 awful bad endings aside whassit mean about their type being rival?

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 like. they start out as your rival or apparently each other's rival lmao then they get together XD

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 OH OKAY I GOTCHA WELL HELL XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 IT'S A LITTLE TOO ON POINT????

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 YEAH. YEAH I DID NOTICE THAT.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 lmao overwatch au where everything is the same except it's done in the style of a dating sim

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 i don't know whether to be intrigued or horrified tbh, all i can really think is OHSHC AU XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 AKJFNADKJFN PLEASE would that make gabe tamaki and jack haruhi or would it be the other way around gabe is the overdramatic one lmao and i can totally see jack being like "fuckdknakdsfjnadkfjn rich people >||(((((("

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Gabe would ABSOLUTELY be Tamaki. Jack as Kyouya. For Haruhi...Maybe Jesse getting dragged in, and put Hanzo and Genji as the twins.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 LOL

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Jack as the cold shadow leader. XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 XDDDDDD except in this version,,,,,,, tamaki ends up w kyouya

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Rein as Mori. D.Va as Hunny.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 (lmao @ autocorrect valiantly trying to change tamaki into tamale bless u) A VERY LOUD MORI A VERY LOUD AND BOISTEROUS MORI

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Well, it's not an exact match. XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 XDDDDDDD

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 But Gabe in Tamaki's role ABSOLUTELY makes me think he'd be like in the rolls over and steals Jack's mic comic. XD Ana as their crazy advisor girl? Who the fuck would be Nekozawa? Junkrat? shit now i wanna rewatch it XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 XDDDDDDDD lmao but can u imagine,,,,, they start this club before they're together and they get so unreasonably jealous,,,,,,,,,

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 like jack wants to straight up Murder everyone fawning over gabe

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 HAD NOT CONSIDERED BUT LOVE IT

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 and whenever someone requests jack they get very carefully Glared at by gabe

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Jack gets more and more withdrawn into the actual work of running the club bc he doesn't wanna watch Gabe being so flirty with other ppl!!

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 adjfnakdjfn

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 but he can't help watching anyhow

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 wishing it was him gabe was seducing qoq gabe is happy to let jack withdraw like that bc YAY it means not as many people can request him >:3

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 oh noes gabe it's a sign of problems ;; pls notice

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 yeah QoQ

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Unexpectedly, Jack actually gets MORE popular since it's rarer to be able to talk with him, and it's charming the way he lights up when he's hosting as opposed to being so serious when he's working. So, does Gabe get Tamaki's flair for the dramatic, as well, so that he can do some acrobatic fucking pirouettes when he needs to insert himself into a situation involving Jack? XD

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 AHAHAHA YES kjfkakdjfadkfnadf gabe gets so frustrated at the fact that jack can put on such a convincingly charming act for the customers when he's totally sour with gabe (in reality this is just the fact that a) jack is frustrated at the fact that he's in love w gabe lmao but more importantly b) he is comfortable enough w gabe to not bother with an act)

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 He notices one day though that Jack's off his game. It's little tiny clues--a slight crease between his eyebrows, a brittleness in his smile, an air of distraction. He steps in and makes up some bullshit about needing Jack for something and drags him off somplace for a private word. Turns out Jack's sick--really bad migraine or something--so Gabe hustles him off to the infirmary and makes him lie down, then heads back to the club. And Jack is sick and tired and cold and just generally miserable because he thinks Gabe was so quick to pull him because the customers might notice and be unhappy, when actually Gabe was the ONLY one who had noticed and he was concerned.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 QOQ jack protests it a lot out of spite and they argue qoq

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 Every other member of the club drops by to check on Jack, but Gabe doesn't come back. He's actually handling Jack's customers as well as his own, plus trying to do Jack's work with the club books or whatever because he thinks that's honestly important to Jack and doesn't realize it's little more than an excuse. All Jack knows is that the damn club they started is apparently more important to Gabe than he is.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 SOBS jack decides maybe this isn't worth it. maybe he should just quit. try to forget about gabe.

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 :rose:Farewell to Jack! Is this the end of the Host Club?:rose:

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 HAHAHA the episode ends with jack in the infirmary bed pondering his feelings and whether or not he really wants to quit. cut to jack entering the host club, gabe looking up to greet him with a smile that quickly fades when he sees jack's serious expression. "gabe... there's something i need to tell you." CUT TO BLACK

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 NO THAT'S THE WORST XD FUCKING CLIFFHANGERS

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 XDDDDD genji then excitedly talks about the preview with hanzo occasionally inputting his own opinion

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 The next episode opens with Jack's expression suddenly going all wobbly as he sags and presses a hand over his mouth. 'shouldn't have moved,' he manages. 'think i'm gonna puke'

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 AHAHA gabe is like DDDD: and swoops in to get jack to the bathroom before he can throw up on the floor

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 once Jack's steady again, Gabe asks what he was going to say, and Jack just snaps back at him 'Do you really think this is the time?' The whole episode puts off what Jack had decided to say.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 HA

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 His migraine is worse than ever, Gabe has to take him home and put him to bed. He stays and cooks something for Jack, the others show up and fuck around in Jack's house.

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 it is a lighthearted episode that casually develops jesse and hanzo's romance on the side...... save for gabe's low-key moping also jesse and hanzo's obvious flirtation serves as a reminder to gabe that he hasn't been honest about his feelings At All

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 The ep ends with Jack waking up and Gabe's there, dozing next to the bed. When Gabe hears him stirring, he wakes up and asks if Jack is okay. Jack says he's feeling better, and Gabe is like 'Good. There's something I need to tell you, too.'

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 KDNFAJKSFD

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 and then the episode ends and the next one starts with some sort of emergency, junkrat setting the school on fire, probably

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 OH MY GOD i'M DYING HERE IS IT ONE OF THOSE FILLER EPISODES WHERE THEY DO A RECAP OF EVERYTHING THAT'S HAPPENED IN THE SHOW SO FAR BC SKIP ofc jack ends up saying his piece about wanting to quit first and gabe gets the wrong idea and decides to swallow his feelings jack is like "so what were you gonna tell me" and gabe is like "UHH,,,, I JUS,,,T,,,,,,,,,, MM,,,,,, WANTED YOUR OPINION ON,,,,,, THE NEW,,,, ART?? WE SHOULD PUT UP IN THE CLUB ROOM,,,,,,,,"

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/24/2017 OH NOOOOOO ; ; Jack actually quits, and over the next week, it seems like he's less grumpy in the time they have to spend together, but he also seems distant, somehow. They both mope around. ; ;

firesonic152 - 04/24/2017 QoQ gabe is very rapidly losing his composure THEN REIN GIVES HIM A LECTURE :DDD a VERY LOUD LECTURE about NOT BEING A COWARD and GETTING THOSE FEELINGS OUT ALREADY

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 X'D OH! OHOHOH!! WHAT IF JACK ACTUALLY GETS THE BALLS TO SHOW UP TO THE CLUB AND REQUEST GABE LIKE

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 KJDFNAKFDJADNF

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 RIGHT AFTER REINS LECTURE AND GABE IS JUST WAT THIS IS...GOOD

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 AHHHHHHHH

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 BUT SUDDEN WHAT DO I DO? WHAT DO I SAY???? ANd Jack is fucking RED AS A STRAWBERRY

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 KJDNSFAKFN

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 and SO MAD that he ACTUALLY DID THIS because GOD DAMMIT THIS IS EMBARRASSING He's got his HEART on his fucking SLEEVE and Gabe is just SITTING THERE SO the nerves get to jack, and he's like 'fuck it, i know a rejection when i see one' and he books it outta there

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 KJNDKJNFD

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 into that fuck off rose garden with the gazebos yes goddamn rich people and their fucking beautiful settings for dramatic confessions

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 XDDDDDD gabe is stunned for a sec but then rein is like GO AFTER HIM OMFG so he DOES BUT JACK IS SO FAST ,,,,, AND WHAT IF,,,, earlier jack overheard rein's lecture (bc it was extremely loud) and he had thought he might have had a chance,,,,,, but when he booked it out of there he ran too fast and gabe lost him in the maze,,, gabe is actually standing right across from jack, but there is a hedge between them so he can't see,,,,,,, and then bc this is a shoujo and ridiculous shit has to happen someone else finds gabe there and like confesses to him, right where jack can hear it (and ofc gabe doesn't know he's right there),,,,,,,,,,,, and jack assumes that gabe's alleged feelings are for that other person,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 OH NO WHY

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 and jack leaves before he hears gabe reject the other person bc he has feelings for "someone else"

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 orz

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 >:3c

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 YOU WERE TYPING FOR SO LONG AND I WAS ALL SET FOR A FREAK THUNDERSTORM TRAPPING THEM IN A GAZEBO TOGETHER FOR DRAMATIC CONFESSIONS AND HOT MAKEOUTS BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO THIS IS WHY WE CAN'T HAVE NICE THINGS

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 I'M SORRY I HAD TO BREAK IT AGAIN IT'S A SHOUJO U HAVE TO DRAG THIS SHIT OUT FOR AS LONG AS POSSIBLE

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 FUCK THAT NOISE MY FAVE SHOUJO MANGA ENDED IN SEVEN SHORT VOLUMES

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 XDDDDDDD

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 if you're gonna set up a misunderstanding like that, then Jack's gotta labor under it for at least a full episode, right?

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 we can still have the freak thunderstorm lmao XDDDD yep

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 so give him the start of the next day, waking up just rekt from having been unable to sleep the night before (and prolly crying into his pillow 'cause really) and he's dead on his feet and has circles like twin halves of a black hole under his eyes, but he drags his sorry carcas out of bed, gets dressed and ready, and of course because the fucker can't just go ahead without him ONE TIME, meets Gabe to walk to school. And Gabe immediately asks what happened, but Jack doesn't want to talk about it. So Gabe starts to say 'about yesterday--' but Jack Doesn't Want To Talk About It. So Jack's the picture of misery all day, and Gabe is shooting him worried glances through their classes, but by the end of hte school day, Jack has decided that he's got to man up and be Gabe's friend and support him. SO instead of waiting till after the club to walk home with Gabe, he just leaves so that Gabe can walk his crush home instead.

And of course, Gabe goes looking for Jack when he's not waiting, and has to hear from a classmate that Jack left already.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 CLUTCHES CHEST

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 And Gabe is just like 'fuck this. i'm gonna find out What The Hell is up with him.' So he legs it to Jack's house and bangs on the door till he gets a response, and Jack still looks like death warmed over, and he just kinda glares tiredly at Gabe and asks why he's there.

Gabe is in no mood to deal with this shit--the dirty looks and Jack's tone and the way he's not even inviting him inside, so Gabe is just 'So are we suddenly not friends anymore, 'cause I didn't get the memo about that.' and Jack is taken aback, because of course they're friends, he needs that much at least if he can't have everything. He gets mad pretty quick, though, 'cause he's trying his best, dammit, he's barely had a full day to come to terms with the fact that he has a fucking broken heart of all things.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 jsakfnaksjfnaskjfsjnfaf

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 So Jack just says 'I was staying out of your way, idiot. Don't you have someplace more important to be?'

'The hell I do! Not when you're acting like this! Not when you suddenly won't give me the time of day. I have something important to say to you, Jack, and you can slam the door in m face afterward if you want, but I'm damn well going to say it this time!'

And then the entire rest of the club shows up to check on Jack because he looked like he was Going To Die.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 The joke's worn thin at this point, so Gabe chases them all off, while Jack stands by, looking ill and considering closing the door and hiding. But Gabe pushes past him and shuts the rest of the world out, cornering Jack in the process. They're standing so close together that Jack can't tell if the heat on his face is from Gabe or because he's blushing or because he's about to have to fend off tears again. Gabe takes a deep breath, and just that is enough for his chest to brush against Jack's, and he lays it out. 'I like you, Jack. That's...that's what I wanted to say.'

They stand there in silence for a moment. Jack is gaping at him, not sure he heard right, almost sure he must be misunderstanding somehow. The silence gets to Gabe, and he fidgets nervously.

'I can leave, if you want. I just--Jesus, Jack, are you crying?'

'Huh?' Jack touches his face and, sure enough, he's started crying again. He rubs angrily at the tears and shoves past Gabriel into the house, muttering about how he's too fucking tired for this. Gabe follows him, concerned, feeling like that's a clear enough rejection, but wondering why Jack would reject him after requesting him in the club.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 JACK'S CRYING AND I'M CRYING

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 'Am I who you were talking to Rein about?' Jack demands. Gabe goes red. 'You weren't supposed to hear that,' he mumbles. 'Am I or not??' '...yeah. Liked you for a while now, Jackie. Didn't have the balls to say anything.' Jack just stares at him for a moment, heaves a sigh, and drops down onto the couch, head in his hands. 'I'm an idiot,' he grumbles.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 AHHHHHH

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 'Well, sure, Jackie, but it's a simple question. You want me to go, or...?' Jack looks up at him, glaring with red-rimmed eyes. 'Dont' you fucking dare leave.' And Gabe's heart does a little flutter in his chest, because he's pretty sure he knows now how Jack feels, intense glare notwithstanding.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 kajnKJNkjnskjfnsakKJSDFNAKSDJNFKASJDNFASDF I'M DYING

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 HOLY JEEZUS IT IS WAY LATER THAN I REALIZED XD

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 WAIT LET THEM SMOOCH FIRST

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 I gotta turn in aaaaaaaaaaaah smooches

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 gabe is all flustered and has no idea what to do next until jack hisses at him to get his ass over to the couch and they make out the end]

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 lol

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 :heart:

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 what about Gabe goes over to where Jack is sitting, and kneels down in front of him on the floor, looking up into his exhausted, angry, tear-streaked face.

'What are you grinning for?' Jack grouches.

'You like me, don't you?'

'Give the man a prize.'

Gabe laughs and leans in a bit closer, eyes bright and eager. He's itching to wipe away the last of Jack's tears, but he's pretty sure calling attention to them will get him punched. Instead, he asks: 'All right if I kiss you?'

Jack eyes him for a moment, then slides right off the couch into Gabe's arms, straddling Gabe's thighs as he wraps his arms around him for a kiss.

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 AKJDFNASKDFJN I'M GONE

SuspiciousPopsicle - 04/25/2017 XD all right, cool. we got closure i'mma get some sleep. Have a good rest of your evening. ^^ ((the kiss is interrupted by flashes from the windows as the club members, who had all stayed to watch, take photos)) Night night. <3

firesonic152 - 04/25/2017 <333333333 good night <333333

#cornfuck and the reaper #R76 plot ideas

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