#Guys don’t worry she’s still a meany silly girl

[misty-sees-you]

hehe art collab with @matthew-knyshait

(Also btw I did change her design again—)

“What did I do?”

(Akiara asks WAIT WHY ISNT SHE TEASING 😨)

@yuri-the-boxfox @larz-barz @axolotl321

[littledreamybeth]

Daddy ignores me

A/N: Another part of the “Secret Child” series! Not really proof read!

“MUMMY!” The sudden shrill cry of her little son pervading the quietness of their idyllic home almost caused Y/N to drop the white porcelain plate of her new tableware onto the kitchen’s granite floor. She immediately put it aside, but before she could even rush to see after him, the young boy had already beat her to it. And the picture presented in front of her simply pierced daggers through her delicate mummy heart. Big fat teardrops were flowing down Robin’s apple cheeks, uncontrollable agonized sobs wrecking his tiny body, and he looked at his mother as if she were the last person who could help him. Y/N couldn’t recall seeing him this dejected over something. With worry consuming her mind, she crouched down on his eye level, inspecting him from head to toe to find out whether he had hurt himself. But as she was going to find out later, her baby boy was dealing with emotional rather than physical pain.

“What’s wrong, honey?” Y/N cooed, opening her arms, and inviting him into her embrace. Robin nuzzled his face into the crook of his mother’s neck and clutched her shirt with intensity, seeking for her comfort. Running her hand up and down his back, the young mother waited until her son had somewhat calmed down.

“Daddy doesn’t talk to me,” Robin sniffed, lowering his tiny head in defeat.

Baffled at his answer, Y/N replied, “He won’t what? Why is that?”

Her firstborn shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know, mummy. I don’t know what I did that he’s upset with me. He would play with Ella and Mila the entire time, but shoo me away when I want to join them. And when I ask why he doesn’t let me play, he doesn’t answer and turns his back towards me.” Another flow of tears was brimming his green eyes as he started to hiccup. “It makes me sad.”

“Oh my poor baby boy!” His mother pressed him lovingly against her chest, tangling her fingers into his hair.

It surprised her immensely to hear that Harry was upset over something their son apparently had done that it was enough to punish the little boy with disregard and indifference. Her partner and son rarely argued with each other because they loved and cherished each other with such intensity- they both worshipped the ground that the other one walked on. Of course, Robin did some things Harry got angry with, however, he would forgive him once Robin apologized and then everything was forgiven and forgotten. She was just as confused as the boy in front of her, who had no idea of where he was at fault. She wondered about the reason behind Harry’s behavior.

“Daddy doesn’t love me anymore…”  Robin mumbled, causing his mother to shake her head in denial.

“You know that is not true, m’love. Don’t you ever think like that. Daddy loves you with his entire heart. You’re his pride, his big buddy, hm?” She smothered his face with affectionate kisses, eliciting a giggle out of his rosy lips. “Why don’t you tell me what you guys did before daddy stopped talking to you?”

Robin put his finger on his lower lip, his brain recapping the last happy interaction he had with his father. “We were playing cardboard games,” he answered then. “He hasn’t talked to me ever since we finished.”

Knowing were this was going to lead, Y/N still pushed her son to continue. She already had her suspicions as to why Harry refused to acknowledge Robin.

“How many rounds did you play, honey?”

Robin pointed the number three with his fingers into the air. “Three times.”

“May I ask who won?”

A proud expression flashed over his features. “Me. All rounds.”

Y/N scoffed. She genuinely wanted to slap her partner in that moment, her hand was itching terribly to make contact with his cheek. If there was something that everybody knew about Harry, then it was his competitive nature and his strong will to win when it came to games. Nobody took games as seriously as Harry did. Losing against his own child had probably hurt his stupid ego. No wonder he behaved like this towards a child, who went to kindergarten. The young mother sighed. Not that she had enough to deal with, nope, now she had to handle a man child.

“I think I know what the problem is. Come on. Let’s have a word with daddy.” Y/N picked the little boy up and steadied him on her hip, then making her way to search for her lover. Ascending the stairs, she heard some noises coming from the girls’ nursery, so she steered directly towards it.

She halted in front of the door, gesturing Robin to be quiet and through the slight door gap, she observed what the young father was doing with his daughters. Harry was sat on the ground while the girls were placed on top of their playmat. Their toys were scattered into different directions. Harry’s voice rang through her ears.

“You can do it baby girl! Just a little bit more!” Harry cheered Ella on, who had grabbed onto the musician’s fingers and tried to lift her body from the ground with his help. Her twin minded her own business by playing with her stuffed animals, babbling uncoherent sounds. Ella finally managed to stand on her legs, earning lots of praises from her father. Although Y/N didn’t want to disrupt their interaction, she had a problem to solve.

Therefore, she entered the nursery.

“Harry Edward Styles!” Her voice boomed through the living room, making Ella plop down on her little bum and grabbing the other twin’s attention also, who started to wail. “Don’t tell me you’re ignoring your child just because he beat you at a game!” The smile that had adorned Harry’s face vanished from his lips.

She pointed at Robin, who had hidden his face on her shoulder, avoiding eye contact with his daddy.

“What are you, five?” she reprimanded him, “This is ridiculous. Don’t you think you’re overreacting?”

Harry only shrugged his shoulders, reaching for Mila, who seemed to sense the tension in the room and hence became restless. He picked her up and made silly faces to soothe her.

“Jesus Christ, Harry. Would you please look at me or rather your son, who thinks you don’t love him anymore because you refuse to talk to him? Because you lost a game? What the hell is wrong with you?” Slight anger was boiling in the pit of her stomach, even more when she felt Robin’s tiny body trembling against hers.

According to the British man’s reaction, Y/N knew she stroke a particular nerve. “What do you think you were doing, Harry?” she asked, “You can act like this towards somebody else but not your son. Get your shit together, will ya?”

“I wanted to win…” She heard him mumble under his breath, “One game, okay. But all three? It’s not fair.”

Y/N retorted, “You know what’s not fair? The way you treat Robin! You hurt his feelings. Now, apologize!”

“But-“

“I said apologize! And don’t you dare to ignore my boy again, you hear me? Is a stupid game more important than your family? One more time and you can search another place to live your life.” Okay, the last statement was a bit exaggerating but at least it worked. Fear appeared in his eyes and he immediately rose from the ground, walking towards them. If there was somebody who could threaten him with his family, then it was the one and only woman her loved.

“Hey buddy,” Harry murmured sheepishly after Y/N had handed the boy over, watching them sternly with her arms crossed over her chest. “I’m sorry I was mad at you for stupid reasons and made you feel like I don’t love you. I’m not going to do it again, I promise.”

Robin glanced at his father with glossy eyes and pledged, “I won’t play any games with you anymore. You were being a meanie. And I don’t like meanies.”

“Fair enough,” Harry chuckled, kissing his temple.

“Have we come back to our senses?” The young mother questioned.

“Yes, madam!”

[aliixen]

Soft[Christa Lenz x Fem!Reader]

Okay so I’ve got some ideas in my head that I need to get out. This was one of them, I started writing them down because they just keep coming to me and I;m still on my attack on titan brainrot, so please bear with me. This is a short one shot where reader is part of the 104th Cadet Corps and Christa’s best friend. There are no amazing things here, just pure fluff so if any of you need some sweetness today, here you go. Enjoy!  ❤️

Note: Sorry for mistakes and bad writing, I’m still a novice and English isn’t my first language. I also have a problem with writing short snippets because I always end up making them longer and longer, adding new things so this is one of the first I managed to write and not turn into a story with chapters 😖

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- You should watch out for yourself dummy! You’re always making me worried! - Christa said as she cleaned another cut on your face, a result of your recklessness during training session - What if something happened to you and I wouldn’t be there?

- Relax Christa, it’s just a small cut! It will heal in no time so it’s not a big deal - you gave her your award winning smile to show her everything was alright but it quickly turned into a pout when she gently smacked your forehead with her small hand - Meanie.

- Oh don’t be like that you big baby. Besides, you always say that it’s just something! If you’d only watch out for yourself more… - you saw a glint of worry in her eyes and it made you feel guilty about your actions.

You often got hurt while you were training and Christa, your best friend, was always there to help you, knowing you had a knack for getting in trouble. Today was no exception and once again you found yourself sitting on Christa’s bed in the shared room, her soft hands treating your injuries as you gazed into her blue eyes. You were alone and it was hard to focus on anything else since for the past few months you grew to love your dearest friend, although you kept it to yourself, too afraid of losing her to even try and do something about it.

It was no wonder. Christa was a literal angel, both in looks and character and everybody knew it. That was why she was so popular with guys and girls alike, her good heart and sweet smiles always making them feel like they were being graced with the presence of a goddess. 

You were the lucky one that got the privilege of calling yourself her best friend but you were still far behind Ymir. Ymir. Every time the two of them interacted together you felt jealousy tug at your heart and even though you hid it well it was still bothering you greatly. There was no chance for you and Christa happening, yet the possessiveness inside you wanted her to be only yours, to the point that you stopped hanging out with her while Ymir was around. It just hurt too much. Maybe that was the reason for your recent rise in times you got injured. It meant being alone with Christa like right now and you would do anything to have more of those moments.

- What is it? You’re spacing out again Y/N. Are you sure you’re alright? - Christa’s worried voice reached you and when you focused on the present, you realised she was closer than before, so close that your noses were brushing. Christa stared into your E/C eyes, searching for something before she pressed her forehead against yours. You could have sworn your heart stopped for a second as a crimson red blush spread across your cheeks, her presence this close to you rendering you speechless - Hmm, you don’t have a fever...but your face is all red! Do you feel lightheaded? Or hot? I can bring you some water, you just have to wait a…

- No! Please don’t go! - you cut her off, unable to stop yourself from reaching out for her as she was about to turn to leave. Your arms wrapped around her middle and you pressed yourself into her stomach with your eyes closed, afraid that if you open them you will have to see her reaction to your sudden outburst. And you didn’t want that. You weren’t usually clingy but today was actually the first day in two weeks that you got to be alone with her. You didn’t want that to end so you just squeezed tighter, holding on so that you could get just a little bit more time with her.

- ...Y/N? Hey, it’s alright. I’m not going to leave, so open your eyes, please? For me? - her warmth and soothing voice calmed you enough to loosen your grip on her but not let go completely. Your heart jumped when you felt her pet your head gently, running her slender fingers through your hair and the gesture made you calm down. You breathed out and slowly tilted your head up to look at her, meeting her light blue eyes that emanated such kindness and warmth - So? Tell me what’s going on, please. I don’t like it when you’re bothered by something. Oh no. Did I do something wrong?

- No! No! It’s not your fault, it’s just that...No, I’m sorry, it’s stupid anyway - you hid your face from her once again but she was quicker than you and before you could successfully bury your head between your arm and her shirt she managed to grab you, squeeshing your cheeks playfully as she made you look up once again.

- Tell. Me. - Christa said in an authoritative tone that was accompanied by a pout and the combination made you smile slightly as you watched her tenderly. Even when she tried to be firm, she was still as cute as ever. If she was going to give you this face, how were you supposed to keep quiet?

- I just...I missed you. Being with you - you managed to get out, ignoring the lingering fear that gripped your heart - We don’t see each other as much as we did with all this training and stuff.

- What do you mean, silly, we see each other everyday! - she gave you the biggest smile she could muster to make you feel better and the butterflies in your stomach danced at the sight.

She was right of course, but that wasn’t what you were talking about and you wanted her not to worry about your weird behavior. Unfortunately, due to her sweet nature, you knew she would do everything in her power to get to the bottom of the problem and help you, so you had to tell her the real reason eventually. You detangled yourself from her form, feeling a sudden wave of courage and confidence wash over you before standing up and grabbing her face in your hands, the same way she did to you just a minute ago. You towered over her and watched as her expression formed into one of surprise.

- I know, but it’s not the same. I meant we don’t see each other like that anymore, just the two of us...I like that. Having you all to myself, I mean - her blue eyes widened at your admission and you couldn’t stop the blush spreading on your cheeks up to your ears, their tips red, betraying your emotions - I like being with you, you know...and I, umm...I mean, maybe I shouldn’t be saying this, but...oh my god, why am I stuttering….I….I’m sorry, I don’t…

Your embarrassing rambling was stopped when you felt Christa’s lips on yours, a state of shock paralyzing your senses that couldn't process what was going on. The softness and sweetness of her lips was all you could focus on and you couldn’t believe this was happening but for now you decided to not dwell on it and simply kiss her back as your heart fluttered in your chest. Your best friend, this beautiful, gentle angel was here in your arms and you couldn’t be happier. This was all you wanted. To your dismay, as soon as you started to move your lips against hers, Christa pulled back quickly and covered her mouth with her hand as her face became red in an instant.

- I’m so sorry Y/N! I don’t know what came over me, you just looked so cute when you rambled so I… - she started to explain herself but was interrupted with the sound of your chuckling. She stared at you for a few seconds before a pout appeared on her face and she stamped her foot on the ground, seemingly irritated - Geez, why are you laughing!

- I’m sorry, I’m sorry! - you managed to get yourself under control and gave her a cheeky smile. Taking a step forward you closed the distance between you two and ruffled her hair, too happy to worry about the possibility of making a mistake - I’m not mad or anything! I like you Christa, so I’m really happy right now.

- Wait, what….? You like...me? - her face became even redder as you leaned in, placing a gentle kiss on her nose and smiling gleefully. She averted her eyes, opting to look at the floor instead and you had to stop yourself from squealing at how cute she was - But I thought...I mean you weren’t hanging out with me as much as we did before and I got worried and then...I realized I like you too?

She almost whispered the last part and you had to focus on what she was saying to hear, but as you did, you felt an immense amount of happiness fill you before you grabbed Christa and lifted her in the air, turning around with her in your arms, her sweet laugh echoing through the room.

- Y/N! Put me down, we’re gonna fall! - she protested but her eyes were closed and she seemed just as happy, her hands squeezing your neck tightly in an attempt to hold herself up. As your head started spinning you thought it was time to stop your twirling before you really fall down, so you slowed down but still kept Christa in your arms, refusing to let her down just yet. She was now as high as you thanks to your hold and it was all so perfect that you couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her again. She squealed against your lips before relaxing in your embrace, her gentle hands tightening her grip on the back of your neck. Both of you smiled into the kiss, happy to finally be together like you were supposed to. You broke the kiss and leaned your forehead against hers, gazing deep into her blue eyes that you grew to love so much during those hard months of training. They were still the same as at the beginning, warm, kind and making you feel like this world might not be so bad after all.

- My sweet darling… - she blushed at your worlds and let go of you to hide her face behind her hands, the tenderness of your words making her heart beat twice as fast, in par with yours.

- Stupid! You’re making me blush, quit it! - you smiled and grinned at her, knowing that this would only be the beginning of your teasing now that you were together. She would learn that soon enough.

- Never, my dear. I like you too much.

- Oh, you. I like you too, dummy...

[youllneverknowrac]

Oscar Diaz- Double Trouble

Idk, I honestly just wrote lol. This is what I came up with so enjoy! ❤️ PS:Probably has loads of more mistakes that usual since I didn’t go back and read over it.

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“Are you hungry baby?” You ask your-too mature for her age- four year old daughter, the two of you laying out in the backyard on individual beach towels and in matching swimwear. Her kiddie pool a few feet away and being ignored.

“Yes I am.” Rosalie says and looks up from her picture book, using her arm to push up the sparkly blue sun glasses that previously covered her eyes,”Are you hungry mommy?”

“Starving.” You whine as you flip over to your back, your mini-me copying your actions as she tosses the book to the side,”But I don’t feel like cooking. Do you think daddy would go buy us something?”

“We can ask him.” She suggest as she crosses her hands behind her head to rest on them,”Or maybe I should ask him mommy, he always buys me McDonald’s when I ask.”

“Okay that’s good. You can ask him, but no McDonald’s. We can do better than that.”

“Hm what about Carl’s Jr.? You love their fries and I love their chicken stars.”

“I do love them...hm okay, Carl’s Jr it is.” You say as you sit up and stretch your arms out,”Let’s go find him.”

“Hopefully he doesn’t make us go with him.” Your daughter giggles as she stands to her feet and picks up her towel, you doing the same,”I want to watch Barbie Dream House and do not have time to sit in the drive thru while daddy plays his loud music.”

“I’m on the same boat as you.” You nod as the pair of you head inside to find Oscar sitting on the couch, his phone pressed to his ear.

“Daddy?” Your daughter whisper shouts as she throws the towel on to the couch before climbing in his lap and gabbing at his cheeks to shake his head lightly.

“One second baby.” He replies before quickly pressing a kiss to the top of her head and ushering her off.

“Ugh, please hurry. I have to talk to you, it’s super duper important.” She groans as she climbs off his lap,”Come on mommy let’s go get cleaned up so we can get in our pjs.” She says and grabs her towel once again before disappearing into your bedroom, probably so she could bathe in your bathroom instead of hers.

“Yeah please hurry.” You say quietly as you walk by him, Oscar reacting quickly and pulling you down for a quick kiss. His large hand grabbing at your ass before you pull back and offer him a playful wink,”Don’t you need to finish up that call?” You ask before spinning around on your feet and joining your daughter, the pillow he tries to toss at you hitting the wall.

“He’s always on that phone.” She complains when she takes notice of you entering the bathroom,”He’s probably talking to Tio Cesar like always.” She adds as she pours her bubbles to the water she had running in the tub. You quickly check the temperature as you smirk at her comments, she was definitely your kid.

“I’m sure he’ll be done soon.” You reassure her before you go to the shower and run your own water,”I’ll be right back, I’m gonna grab our clothes.”

“Okay mommy, the Moana dress please.” She smiles as she begins to take off her swimsuit.

“You got it.” You say before going to your closet first and grabbing one of Oscar’s shirts along with a pair of boy shorts. When you head out back to the hall you pick up the loan pillow and chuck it back before scurrying off to the over the top pink bedroom, Oscar’s laugh reaching your ears. You find her desired outfit and rejoin her just as she’s turning off the water and stepping in,”Found it.” You sing as you set out the clothes on the counter.

“Thanks mommy.” She says as she plays with a nearly scalped bratz doll.

“You’re welcome.” You reply and get nude before stepping into the shower, the hot water running over you as steam fills up behind the curtain. You’re standing there for a few minutes before Oscar comes busting through the door with a scream.

“Meanie.” Your daughter insults him after she let out a yelp of her own, a small laugh escaping your lips as you peek your head out.

“Was that necessary?”

“No it wasn’t.” She answers for him with a pout.

“I’m just having fun with my girls.” He laughs as he sits on the edge of the tub,”What are you making for dinner ma?” He asks aloud as he picks up the tall cup and fills it with the bath water, your daughter splashing her way over to him.

“Nuh uh.” She tells him with a shake of her head before letting Oscar pour the water over her dark curls,”Mommy’s not cooking today.” She gasps out dramatically as she pushes the now wet hair out of her face.

“What do you mean she’s not cooking? What is she talking about? You’re not cooking for us mami?” Oscar questions as he repeats the action with the cup.

“Well I didn’t feel like it. Being outside all day got me tired and I...” you speak as you rinse off the peach scented soap, your daughter cutting you off mid sentence.

“And she wants to watch Barbie with me in the bed. So we need you to go to Carl’s Jr. for us. Okay daddy? You can even get yourself something to eat if you want. Maybe pick up some candy from the store too, ya know what I like by now.”

“Yeah what she said.” You snort out

“What if I don’t want to? Did you ever think about that?” Oscar says in a teasing voice as he makes a face at Rosalie.

“Oh don’t worry then.” She sasses as she uses the bubbles to lather up her hair, you’ll just have to wash her hair properly in the morning,”Cause what you won’t do another man sure will.”

“Hmh, and don’t you forget it papi.” You laugh loudly as you turn the shower off and stick your hand out for your robe that hung nearby.

“You need to stop listening to you mom cause you’re turning into Y/N number two.” He says with a smirk as he stands up,”Y’all ain’t gonna get away with ganging up on me all the time, but I’m gonna go. Because I don’t like to see my baby’s hungry, I’ll be right...”

“Daddy?” Your daughter interrupts as she rinses out her hair quickly,”Don’t forget the ketchup.”

“Mija how about a thank you daddy, or a I love you daddy.” Oscar chuckles as he glances over at you as you step out, the smaller robe now in your hand,”When did y’all get robes and why don’t I have one? You know what it doesn’t matter, I’ll be back in twenty.”

“You know I love you silly, duh.” She giggles as she hops out of the tub and slides her robe on,”Kiss for the road.” She cheers as she holds her arms up to be picked up.

“See you can be my sweet little princess when you want.” Oscar grins as he wraps her in a bear hug and kisses her nose, your daughter returning the act of affection before being set down again.

“Sweet little princess don’t end up running the castle daddy.” She huffs as she saunters over and climbs on the counter so you could do her hair like you did every night.

“Sorry you have to deal with two of us.” You whisper as you grip the front of his shirt and look up at him with wide doe eyes,”Do I still get a kiss for the road?”

“I can give you more than that when I get back.” He says with a lick of his lips before pressing his mouth to yours.

You laugh as you push him away a few seconds later,”Drive safe and don’t forget our candy.” You remind him as you slam the bathroom door shut, Oscar grumbling about two spoiled brats as he heads out of the bedroom.

“Love you!” You and Rosalie call out loudly so he could hear.

“Love you more!” He shouts back just as the front door closes.

“Butter them up from time to time so they stick around.” You daughter giggles as you come up behind her and began to spray her hair with the leave in conditioner.

“Works like a charm.” You say and give her a quick high five before getting back to the task at hand. Her very wet and knotted hair.

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“Daddy no, I want to sleep next to you.” Your daughter pouts as she hides under the blankets a while after Oscar returned and the three of you pigged out in the bed.

“I thought you were a big girl now.” Oscar says as he looks over at your sleepy state.

“I am, but mommy’s a big girl too and she sleeps with you still.” She protest as she pops her head out,”Please.”

“Well I’m not gonna start telling you no now, especially when you gave such a valid point.” He says in defeat as he climbs back in the bed, Rosalie snuggling into your back as you lay in the middle.

“I love you daddy. Thank you for the candy and chicken stars. You’re the best, you know that?” She mumbles, her little hand moving to rest on top of his that laid on your waist.

“I love you baby, I got you forever.” He says as your eyes flutter open, a small lazy smile forming on your face,”You too, now go back to sleep.” He whispers, your eyes slowly closing once again as you fall into peaceful darkness.

“See you in the morning daddy.” Rosalie yawns,”Can we make waffles and bacon? Well you, I’m still to little to reach the stove.” She reminds him

“Of course, did mommy want you to ask me anything else?” Oscar smirks knowingly

“Iced coffee in the morning please. And a chocolate milk for me.” She admits as she crawls over you so she could lay in between,”This is better.”

“You two are the worst together.” He teases as his arms lays over the two of y’all.

“But we love you the mostest. And you love us the mostest? That’s why you do it, right daddy?” She smiles as she rest her forehead against his.

“Of course mi corazon. I’ll always love you guys the ‘mostest.’”He chuckles as he stares into her eyes, getting even more wrapped around her tiny fingers, just like you already had him wrapped around yours. Oscar definitely couldn’t say no to his two favorite girls.

[chimswae]

BTS Caretaker CH31

Summary: She may think she has Bangtan Sonyeondan wrapped around her fingers. She may think it is easy to love the members equally without hurting any soul. She may think the boys wont fall head over heels for her. She assumes it is okay to show a little love and affection towards the boys, what if she gets it all wrong? What if it only brings more complication to her already complicated life? Can she survive their charms? Will she be able to resist them? What if they just wont let her go?

- Pairing: BTS x Oc ( Yoongi x OC, Jungkook x OC)

- Genre: Fluff, Slight Angst, Romance, Idol!au

- Word Count: 4,782

- Author Note: Happy new year! the beginning of the year has always been crazy, hahaha sorry for late update~ my goals are still similar, to finish posting BTS caretaker before 2021 endss. stay safe everyone <3

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Chapter 31

“Nuna!” Hoon announced while making his way inside the shop with a bright smile. “You seem happy” Seul popped out behind the counter with a huge smile. Wongeun looked at Hoon quizzically, from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of giggly high schoolers swooning over the young man in front of him.

He let out a small chuckle “Someone earns bunch of fangirls” Seul followed his gaze and cringed instantly at the sight.

“What is so good about Hoon?” she slanted a look his ways and found him frowning as he gazed up Seul’s face. His eyes narrowed as he sneered sarcastically “Do I need to remind you I appeared in a show which is insanely famous with bunch of other good-looking men on planet. Technically, I am a celebrity now” Wongeun stared at him in amazement, more like because of Hoon’s confidence.

“Celebrity my foot. The only good-looking about you is your smart brain. Drinks?” she repressed her giggle watching the younger guy pulled a long face, looking petulant. “Mango smoothies. Your treat” he trailed off to his seat before his sister could protest.

Wongeun nudged her, laughing heartily “I wonder where he got that attitude, he is a male version of you” she had a dissatisfied look on her face, and he couldn’t stop teasing her until she had enough. Seul ditched Wongeun and prepared Hoon’s drink as she was excited to hear the good news from him.

She prepared the drink with extra care and love knowing how things had changed between them. These days had been nothing but rainbows. Hoon opened up to her more, and they learned how to respect each other. That was more than enough to foster this relationship.

“Boo!” Hwasa came up behind her unannounced with hope to startle the girl, but only to get twisted on ears by Seul. “Ow, Ji Seul! You, horrible woman” she swatted her hand, rubbing her ears with a slight pout.

“That is what you get for fooling around like a kid. Why are you late today?” she pressed.

“There you go acting like a mom. I had to submit my final project. I will take over the night shift today, so you can head back early to meet your oppas” she was teasing Seul, wiggling her brows up and down.

Seul rolled her eyes at her “Meet my my oppas” she mirrored her making the latter to throw a nasty glare. “The only oppas that I approve is Jeon Jungkook, have you made up your mind yet?” Hwasa’s question paused her beating heart. It continued to pump not long after a little quicker and wilder than earlier. She was affected by it though she tried her best to get used to the fact that there were men lined up behind her.

Clearing her dry throat, she placed the drink on the tray along with a plate of brownies. She avoided her best friend wary glance, just when she thought Hwasa finally took her discomfort seriously, the girl spoke up again. “Lucky woman. You have Bangtan Sonyeondan wrapped around your little finger. You are basically living the dreams of every girl on planet” she pursed her lips.

“You don’t need to emphasize my small fingers. Gosh, if and only you know how hard it is to deal with those hormonal men” Hwasa choke up as her ears caught the last phrase clearly. She let out a high pitch squeal surprising everyone in the shop. Panickily, Seul covered her loud mouth with her hand hushing her down.

Hwasa was exaggerating her reaction which annoyed the hell out of her, “Oh my god, what do you mean by hormonal men? What did they do to you?” her voice was muffled underneath Seul’s palm. She pulled away her hand, glaring at her best friend signalling her to stop asking questions. To her dismay, questions after questions came from her without stop.

“Did you do it with any of the members?”

“If yes then who?”

“Goodness! Could it be Min Yoongi! I knew it since he is the most aggressive one!”

“Wait-Wait could it be Jeon Jungkook? He may be innocent, but I wonder what is hidden under those shirt”

Seul’s cheeks reddened like a ripe tomato as Hwasa continued to harass her mind with those wild imagination “Yah! It is not like what you think. Stop stop, I am getting dizzy. This is not working. Our conversation ends right now. Cover for me, I need to talk to Hoon” she shook her head and flee from the scene before her precious best friend explored another topic to annoy her.

Hwasa gawked in disbelief watching the girl disappeared from her sight without giving her any answers.

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“Guess what!” he clasped his hand, resting his elbows on the table. Seul scrutinized his face with a questionable look “You got dumped by a girl?” he reached out and flicked her forehead earning a nasty scowl from the girl.

Hoon frowned “No, you silly! Remember I went for an audition today?” he chortled excitedly.

“So, you got kicked out before you could even open your dirty mouth?” she joked.

Gasping dramatically, he placed a hand over his chest as if he just got shot by a bullet “Of course not meanie! I got in. Well, not officially as a trainee but I passed the first and second stage. Next month, I will be meeting them again for the final stage” Seul smiled fondly at her brother. He continued to share his story and his face lit up with a bright smile.

Just seeing the smile on his face was enough to keep her satisfied for the rest of her life. Hoon’s happiness meant the world to her. “Are you happy Hoon-ah?” he nodded without any hesitation.

“Then that is enough. As long as you are happy, I will always be with you. I promise..” she brightens her smile, grasping his hand in hers.

His large hand began stroking hers “Thank you nuna for having a faith in me. I will not waste this opportunity and make you and mother proud! Oh, by the time I become a big star like BTS, I am hiring you as my personal caretaker. You can quit your job at BTS” he cracked a silly grin.

“I am so not babysitting you Ji Hoon! Ew, that sounds torturous and hellish” she cringed at the thought.

“It is not that bad. I am your brother, so it is better to look after your own flesh rather than strangers. Wait, don’t tell me you are dating one of the members since you seem reluctant to leave them?” his eyes bore into hers, mentally judging his sister.

“Are you here to pick a fight? Don’t you dare to have those wicked ideas in your head. Now finish your drinks and brownies, I need to work” she whacked him on the back of his head making the latter to hiss in pain.

“What is that for?! I am stating the obvious! Just so you know I like someone dependable like Jin hyung or Namjoon hyung to look after a clumsy woman like you” rubbing his head, he pouted slightly.

Seul gritted his teeth “What is with everyone invading my personal life?! You and Hwasa need to mind your own business, my god. Give me a break will you!” she leaned back into the seat and squeezed her eyes.

She waggled at his direction, gesturing the innocent guy to leave “Don’t stay, you only bring more harm than good. I will pack your brownies and enjoy it at home instead. You’re giving me a major headache” she massaged her temples, groaning lowly.

“Yah you evil witch! I am still your customer. Should I report you to your manager?”

She rose out of her seat, shooting daggers at his way “You don’t even pay for your drinks. Get ready to leave, Ji Hoon-ssi” Hoon pursed his lips before muttering something just to annoy Seul again. “If you don’t want Jin hyung or Namjoon hyung. Yoongi hyung would suffice. He is a cool hyung.” she walloped his head again, cussing in her head.

“Ji Seul-ssi that is rude!”

“You deserve that”

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When the clock struck six, Seul’s shift ended and she was ready to meet the boys at their dorm. They spammed their group chat in the last two hours with tons of selfies and irrelevant messages just to get her attention. Scanning the messages briefly, she scoffed at their childishness and shoved her phone inside her sling bag.

She fixed her hair one last time before heading out, bidding farewell to her fellow colleagues. Wongeun who noticed her presence at the counter, stopped whatever he was doing and shifted his attention on her “Do you have to work again after this?” his eyes disappeared as he smiled.

“No, I am meeting my friend. Are you staying until the closing?” Wongeun pressed his lips, glancing at the round clock on the wall. “Seems like it. Our boss plans to pay a visit” her mouth agape in horror.

“Oppa! Why didn’t you tell me that our boss is coming? I can’t leave if he is planning to come. Would it be rude to leave since this is his first time visiting us?” out of habit, she chewed her nails and started to freak out.

Wongeun chuckled lightly “You are overreacting. That old man doesn’t even know who is working here, all he knows is the number of the employee. Don’t worry, your shift already ends. You don’t need to stay though. Enjoy your time with your friend” Seul stared at him suspiciously.

“But, what if he is not in a good mood and-“ the tall guy cut her off once again, chuckling softly. “That won’t happen, can you just leave peacefully and stop worrying about him” he said firmly.

Placing the dry dishes on the island, Hwasa nodded in agreement “We will handle him. Go and meet your oppas. They must be waiting!” Wongeun crossed his arms, gazing tenderly at Seul.

“Oppas? How many oppas that you have which isn’t me?” she let out a tired sigh, glaring at her best friend who had put her innocent façade. Sneaky woman.

“I am not going to have this talk again. Hwasa if I hear you spread another rumour about me, I will strangle you to death. It is a promise” she said, exchanging a hard stare with her. “I will see you guys tomorrow. Have fun meeting the boss. Take photos for me, bye!” she winked cheekily, making her way to the entrance.

Seul bumped into someone as she got close to the entrance and looked up into the stranger’s eyes. To her distaste, the stranger is not really a stranger at least to her. She remembered those eyes. Her mind and body froze suddenly. Every muscle in her body tightened as a flash of memories gushed in her mind. It was him.

She could tell his eyes flickered in amusement and confusion. He had aged since the last time she saw him. His face got thinner, there was an obvious wrinkled at the corner of his sharp eyes, but she remembered those cruel eyes. The evil eyes had thrusted into her iris causing her to squirm under his cold gaze.

Her face contorted in pain and disgust. She felt the need to escape from this place immediately, or else the horrible memories might come attacking her again. This time there’s no Jin’s kisses to save her.

His hands almost rested on her body but shield away before they could. He gazed at her with heavy eyes that gleamed darkly “It has been a long time” this man’s voice disgusted her and sent chills down her spine. How was it possible to meet him again after years?  

Seul clenched and unclenched her fists. Seul’s silent treatment caused him to frown in disapproval. He disliked her coldness and rudeness. “You never change, I can see..” he sneered with a smirk.

Fighting dizziness, she managed to get back her sense and walked pass the man avoiding his fiery gaze. The only thing matters right now was to escape from this evil man. She would not allow him to control her life or worse claiming her as his. Wongeun and Hwasa were left in daze as they watched her figure disappeared from their vicinity.

Realizing that he had been staring way too long at the older man, Wongeun gathered his thought and hurriedly welcoming the man, forcing a smile on his face “Good evening Sir” Hwasa eyes widened upon hearing the greetings. Her body automatically bended over into a deep bow mirroring Wongeun, showing respect to their employer.

The man moved his eyes down scrutinizing the young man before him as he finally straightened up “The young lady just now, is she one of the employee here?” his questions startled Wongeun.

“Yes, Sir! Ji Seul has been working here for two years. Please forgive her cold demeanour, she has no idea that you will be coming. And, she doesn’t know you are the owner” said Wongeun. He sounded like he’s pleading the old man to spare Seul’s life.

A small smirk edged the corners of his mouth “Interesting. Let’s get back to business. Bring out the annual report” he ordered.

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7 Years Ago

Scanning the dark room, Seul squeezed the hot tears out in despair. She had tried to open the oak door using every ounce of her strength. Unfortunately, it came to no avail. There was no sign of Mr Kwon coming to mentally and physically tortured her today.

Every day was hell.

She suffered an intense psychological harassment, which drained her energy.

The cruel man would tie her up to the bedpost leaving her only in her undergarments. He would use different toys or equipment just to torture her. To see her body squirm and writhed under his touch was driving him up the walls. Even so, he had never go beyond the boundaries. As much as he wanted to take her in that manner, yet he had a better plan for the young girl.

He must make sure she’s ready to receive him.

He liked it raw and rough, so he cared of her ability to take him in fully one day.

And, that one day happened to be sooner than he thought.

He was satisfied with his work of art, Seul was not an easy girl but she handled the torture so well which made him even more eager to taste her.

Mr Kwon was not a normal paedophile but a sadist. He was sick in the head.

The sound of the door opening made her squirm in fear, she backed away, until her back hit the brick wall. She shuddered as she heard the faint footsteps approaching. Seul couldn’t feel her body anymore knowing what would happen to her in a minute.

The usual torture.

The usual pain.

She collected her knees to her chest, burying her face in her knees and started to bawl her eyes out. Screaming in her head, she wanted to push the old man away from her only with her powerful screaming. How she wished it worked that way?

The man kneeled in front of her, oddly he didn’t smell reek alcohol and tobacco. That was very unusual since she was used to his dirty scent. She could tell from few feet away with her eyes closed with a mere smell. This time around the person in front of her showed no sign of Mr Kwon’s signature smile and horrible breath.

“Hey..Are you alright?” at the sound of his voice, she lifted her head with an effort. Tilting her head confusedly, she stared at the individual in bafflement. He looked around his age with his cute bangs almost covering his eyes. For some reason, he gave away some kind of glowing aura that made her feel secured and safe.

The young boy spoke up once again garnering her attention “You are Seul right? Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he reached out to touch her arms but watching her flinched and ducked away from his touch, he murmured a soft sorry.

“We have to get you out from here. Can you trust me?” she averted her gaze and shook her head like he expected.

He sighed softly “Look, Mr Kwon is my uncle. Yeah, I know I have a bastard uncle.  Hell, he is not even my real uncle but a week ago, I saw him brought you in. I thought he finally adopted a kid from the orphanage, but I was wrong. I..watched how he tortured you every day. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I planned to save you from this house. Trust me, I don’t like him either. If there is one person that you can trust in this house, then it is me. I will help you to escape” as soon as he began to talk of this, her lips trembled, and her tears began to fall.

“Seul.. please give me a chance. I can help you. I can help your mother and your brother. Your father won’t be able to bother you anymore”

Seul croaked “H-ow.. you find out about my family?” she shifted her gaze away from her afraid this was another way for the old man to fool her.

“Let’s just say. I.. pretty much spied on my uncle. I went through his office, I saw the contract that he made with your father. I knew about his money issues that he sold you in exchanged of freedom from his debt. I am sorry Seul that you have to suffer this way, but I am here to help. Trust me please. We don’t have much time..” he muttered desperately as he eyes darted at the door in case his evil uncled made an appearance there.

Seul bit her chapped lips, feeling remorseful at this sudden appearance of her knight and shining armour. She had nothing to lose anyway.

Reluctantly, she nodded weakly “Okay. Let’s go! He will be back in 10 minutes. I managed to distract him for a bit, so I can sneak in. Brace yourself this escape will be nasty” Seul blinked her eyes cluelessly watching him grabbing clothes from the closet.

He bended forwards and whispered “Can you stand?” she palmed the wall behind her for support as she pulled her strength to stand on her own feet. The latter flashed a quick smile and helped her to put the grey sweater on.

Reaching out to her hand, he interlaced their hand together. She flinched at the contact of their skin and looked up at him with a glint of hope. Their gaze locked, and he gave her an assuring smile “Let’s go Seul” Seul nodded obediently following his every step, exiting the dreadful room.

I will trust you. I will follow you. Seul chanted in her head encouraging herself to do this without regret.

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Present Day

There was no text or call from Seul causing the boys to have cold feet. They had planned to watch movies together with Seul before they flew to Japan tomorrow. God knows when they will be able to meet her again once the tour starts.

Jimin had brilliantly suggested to have a movie marathon today and thankfully Seul didn’t have to serve her usual night shift.

8PM.

9PM.

12AM and there was no sign of Seul.

Tired of waiting, some of the boys ended up falling asleep on the couch whilst Jungkook stayed up waiting for her arrival.

He tried to reach her numerous times, yet it brought him straight to the voicemail. Yoongi sat up groggily and his eyes landed on Jungkook whom looking anxious at the corner “Any news from Seul?” his rough voice brought the maknae back to reality.

“Still can’t reach her” his lips emitted a heavy sigh.

Yoongi glanced at his phone “It is unusual for her to leave us hanging without a text. Don’t worry she will be fine gukkie, something must come up. Head to bed. It is late” he stretched a little, running his hand to his sore back.

Jungkook smiled meekly “Hyung, sleep in your room. I will clean this up and head to bed right after” he stood up from his seat with distressed face. Yoongi bid him a goodnight and went straight to his room though deep down inside he’s worried sick of Seul. The least that he could do was to be optimist about the whole thing. She is a strong lady, nothing would happen to her.

 Seul wandered aimlessly around the city dragging her soulless body to find peace. An escape from this awful reality is all she needed. Recollecting the memories back only to pain her even more and it reopened the wounds. She had somehow ended up in front of Bangtan’s apartment, with a single move she will be reunited with the seven sunshine.

It dawned on her, that she was in no place to burden them with her problems. They had enough things to deal in life. Her hand curled into a tight fist, as she turned her heels to leave the place right way.

This wasn’t right.

She shouldn’t come here.

She must go.

“Seul…I know you will come” she heard her name being called. Seul turned around to find the owner of the voice stood at the entrance handsomely in his oversized white tshirt. Just when she assumed her world was dark and loney, there were Jungkook presence radiating love and grace transported her to a higher place called, hope.

He closed their distant, looking at her confused “Seul.. Where were you? God, you are worrying us” Jungkook’s voice rang in her ears, weakened her knees. The young man noticed her puffy eyes, and his brows furrowed in concern.

Giving her no time to respond, he inquired “Have you been crying? What happened baby?” he reached his finger to caress her wet cheeks. Little did he know, his little action made her to cry her heart out again. This emotion is overpowering her. She couldn’t handle it.

His eyes rounded in sheer surprised, and like a reflex he wounded his arms around her tight, embracing the girl closely. “Baby, what is wrong” he whispered. Jungkook lower down to match his height with her, running his hand up and down on her back. He hummed softly to calm her down “I am here. It is alright” her body trembled due to the intensity.

Sera ran his finger to his chest, clutching onto his shirt listening to his beating heartbeat. They stayed like that for a while, embracing each other before Jungkook led her inside the apartment quietly. The couple reside in his room, while Jungkook went out to get a warm drink for Seul.

He came back few minutes a later with a cup of warm water which she gladly took and gulped it down in one shot. Jungkook chuckled lightly and place a gentle kiss on top of her head “Cute. Now mind telling me, what happened to you?” she looked down, feeling the sadness came creeping in again.

Jungkook took her small hands in his, as he stroked it affectionately “Look, I wont force you to tell me if you are not ready. But, I will always be here to listen to your worries. Tell me whenever you are ready. Don’t bear the pain alone, it is meant to be shared” he tucked the strand of hair behind her hears.

She looked sadly at him, and mumbled “Will you listen to me till the end? Will you promise me that you will never hate me?” the despair and sorrow in her eyes were evident making the latter to frown in his seat. Just what happened to her that she looked this soulless?

He pecked her lips, smiling genuinely “I promise I will listen to you till the end. It is impossible to hate you Seul, I am listening” he stroked her hair, admiring her feature. She took a deep breath before finally revealing the pain that she kept to herself for years. Seul spoke to no one about her dark past making Jungkook as the first outsider to know about it. Telling him this was not easy but seeing how Jungkook would listen attentively to her story, with unreadable expression, Seul mustered up her courage until she reached the end of it.

“I…am not the girl that you think I would be Jungkook”

There was a long pause and silence, a cold silence. Her stomach sank. Did Jungkook feel disgusted of her? Dread and fear saturated her sense.

“Scumbag..” he said it at last. “He’s a snobby old ratbag. How could he do that to a fifteen years old girl?! Fuck, if I get my hands on him. I will fucking kill him without mercy” all this time, she never heard Jungkook spouting some nasty remarks and it really scared her to see this side of him.

Seul embraced him out of fear, baffling the furious guy in process “I..dont want to be reminded with this memory. Now, that I met him again.. I am scared Jungkook.. I am scared” she buried her face in his shoulder, damping his shirt with her tears.

“I will protect you from him” he encircled one of his arm around her waist, holding her close to his body. “I vow to protect you, I won’t let him touch even a strand of your hair” his voice was soothing even the promises that he made convinced her that she had nothing to fear as long as Jungkook’s there for her.

“Thank you..” she rubbed her face in his shoulder, leaving a soft kiss on his shoulder blade. He sighed deeply, pulling away from the hug, resting his forehead against her “You have me. No matter what happen, I will never leave you in the dark, baby” he whispered romantically causing her face reddened.

Baby. She made a mental note that Jungkook had been calling her baby for the umpteenth time tonight.

He rubbed their nose together, smiling handsomely which melted her cold heart. Jungkook slowly smiled before leaning down to take her mouth in a soft kiss. It turned passionate as they let their emotions took over. He was ticked off that the old man ruined her life just to fulfil his rotten lust. His sense of responsibility towards Seul thickened. Security and love, that’s what he’s willing to provide for her.

They stopped moving and looked into each other’s eyes. He rubbed his nose up against hers, blowing wisps of hair from her eyes before he moved in again. Jungkook gave her waist a deep stroke and dropped his head forward, moving swiftly and capturing her bottom lips devouring her sweetness. This time the kisses were not slow, they were hard and hungry.

Their lips moved together, overlapping each other’s. He pushed her body lightly onto the soft mattress, as he hovered over her. Seul moaned into the kisses, pulling him closer to her desperate to feel his warmth all over her body again.

His hand roamed down to cup her bottoms, bringing her flush against him. They gasped softly, feeling their body burn up to the sensation. He inhaled her sweet scent and moved to kiss down her jaw as his hand sliding down to her throat, caressing the skin gently.

Jungkook trailed a string of kisses across her shoulder, and inched closer to her neck. Pressing a kiss to her neck, he brushed his lips down over her soft skin drinking in the sweet scent of her. She thought her heart exploded from this ministration.

Seul stroked his chest over the clothes, moving down to his obvious abs. His biceps flexed as she skimmed her hand beneath the shirt, rubbing his hard muscle in the most torturous way earning a low groan from the man. Warmth spread throughout her as he stripped her blouse away, pressing their heated body together.

He returned to love every inch of her skin.

Every tug of his mouth on her sensitive skin sent a sweet spike of pleasure in her.

Jungkook never thought being closed to a girl like this sent wild spiral of sensual magic through him. Watching how she wrecked with pleasure under him, made him wanted to love her all night.

He wanted to make her feel special.

He wanted her to himself.

He wanted her so desperately.

The darkness of the night was not the clean blackness but a thick darkness which swallowed the sound of their desperate grunts.

 This work belongs to  Chimswae © 2021. All Rights Reserved

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If you’re still taking requests, could you write a college AU for Victor from MLQC and MC?

Hiya, thanks for the request! This one ended up being really long, so I’m gonna split it into two parts :0 Also, for those who were wondering, I answer requests based on how well I think I can answer them (like how creative I feel), not in order of how they come! Sorry if you’ve waited a long time for an answer vkjndv I really do love and appreciate everyone who sends something in.

Victor x MC (College AU pt. 1)

Word Count: 1,777

Rating: Floof as always but the second part is steamy oop

The first time they encounter one another, he automatically labeled her as a nuisance.  

He saw it coming. He’d predicted it when he first spotted her sitting in the grass by the track. Who even read outside and by the football field for crying out loud?

The football ripped through the air spiraling gracefully despite its poor aim. Its trajectory was straight at her; however, she sat completely oblivious to the impending injury and embarrassment she was about to face. Her nose stayed buried in whatever book she was reading. 

“Hey, watch it idiot!” 

Before Victor had even realized it, his legs were moving and he was in front of her swiftly catching the football with a grunt before it came in contact with its target behind him. 

Many students stopped what they were doing and stared at the spectacle before them causing him to feel slightly annoyed at the unwanted and unnecessary attention. He glared in the direction of the jocks who had accidentally thrown the football her way before leaning his toned arm backwards and propelling the ball back. 

For someone who didn’t play the sport, he sure looked like one hell of a professional. 

“Um.” A quiet voice caught his attention, and he turned around to find himself staring at two wide, doe eyes behind a pair of thick glasses. 

Her cheeks were flushed, and she had a hand pressed to her racing heart, her mouth slightly ajar looking bewildered. Her book now laid askew beside her. She hastily scrambled to stand up smoothing out her crumpled skirt. 

The first thing he noticed was their drastic height difference. The top of her head barely reached his chin, and she had to tilt upwards slightly to look at him. The next thing he noticed was how she dressed. She looked extremely dorky in her thick rimmed glasses, white, ruffly button up blouse, and pastel pink skirt. Not to mention her black high-top converse. 

Victor thought she looked kind of cute, but he chased the thought away in an instant. 

It’s just refreshing to see a woman who didn’t seem to be dishing out her body. He justified. 

“Thanks for saving me. I’m Yuna.” She offered a small, unsure smile. He must have been staring for a while because Yuna fidgeted slightly under his gaze. 

“Next time pay more attention to your surroundings.” Victor snapped. 

He turned and walked away feeling slightly bothered. Maybe the heat of the sun was getting to him. 

Or maybe it was the heat of her eyes burning a hole through his back. 

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Later in the day, he realized that he never gave her his name. 

It bothered him slightly. He knew it shouldn’t, but it did. 

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Once in a while, Victor would study at the bookstore across the street from his school. Less of the university students went there because it was small and a little run down looking from the outside. Plus, no one wanted to take the time to walk over when they could use the campus library. But Victor thought the quaint interior was homey, and the place offered peace and quiet--something he could never find on campus. 

The old couple who owned the shop waved to him when he entered and asked how his studies were doing. He was particularly fond of them; they were genuine and friendly people. 

After conversing for a bit, he made his way to his usual designated study spot--a secluded area in the back corner of the shop that had a rustic, oak wood table that could seat two people. He didn’t have to worry about anyone bothering him while he worked or about interested women throwing heart eyes in his direction.

Normally, his backpack would occupy the second seat, but today, the dorky girl he had met the other day was there, much to his surprise. And annoyance. After all, this was his study space. 

Unsurprisingly, she had her nose stuck in another book, and she was unaware of Victor’s presence. He noted that what she was reading was different from the last time. 

Yuna. Her name is Yuna. He recalled. It’s not like he had forgotten. 

He contemplated finding a different place in the shop to study before sighing and dropping in the empty seat across from her. Was it because he wanted to sit by her? He didn’t know. 

She jumped, startled by his sudden appearance. Victor ignored her and began to pull his laptop and books out of his backpack. The air felt tense, and he was aware that she was watching his every move. 

“You’re… that guy.” Yuna finally spoke. 

“Victor.” He said flatly. 

“Victor.” She repeated. 

It was silent again, and the awkward air persisted. The sound of Yuna rustling through her backpack broke through Victor’s concentration and caused him to look over at her. She pulled out what looked like a wrapped lollipop and silently slid it over the table to him. 

He raised an eyebrow at her and shot a look that said, “What the hell is this supposed to be.”

Yuna rolled her eyes. “It’s for the other day. You know, as a thank you.” 

Victor hesitated before lightly picking up the wrapped goodie and scrutinizing it. The lollipop’s shape was akin to a shiba inu dog, something he found extremely childish and mildly amusing. What an interesting way of thanking someone.

“Why is it shaped like this?” Although he sounded unimpressed, Yuna didn’t miss the slight tug at the corners of his mouth.

“What do you mean? It’s adorable, that’s the best thing about it. Not to mention they’re pretty rare to find.” She waved a hand up in the air while she spoke as if what she said was obvious.

“It looks silly, no wonder you like this kind of thing.” He retorted. 

“Well if you don’t want it then fine, but I do so hand it over.” Yuna huffed and leaned forward to grab the candy back. 

Victor snatched it away and quickly pocketed it. He caught her wide eyes and rosy cheeks before averting his attention back to his assignments.

Yuna let out an annoyed sigh but picked her book up and continued to read.

She didn’t leave like he thought she would.

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The day after that, he found her again in his designated area. And the day after that. And the following day after that. 

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He learned bits and pieces of her through their short conversations that began to turn into comfortable banter. Sometimes they would be small details, like her favorite snack, or what kind of pencils she preferred. Other times it would be big, like how she didn’t have a mom, or how much of an asshole the previous guy she dated was. 

She was like a puzzle waiting to be solved, and he wanted to place the pieces together.

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“I brought you pudding.” 

“What?” She gawked. 

“I was speaking English. Do you not understand?” 

By this point, Yuna was already used to Victor’s callous remarks. She rolled her eyes something she did a lot around him. “This is weird. Why would you bring me pudding?”

“I happened to buy some the other day, but it was too much. Didn’t you say you like pudding?” He lifted a brow. Was it that hard to believe he was doing something nice for her? 

“Um yes. Thank you then…” She timidly picked up the pudding cup and spoon and mindfully peeled back the top. He was amused to see how she handled the small treat with great care. 

When she took her first bite, her eyes closed, and she let out a moan. “This is so good.” She drawled.

Victor felt heat crawl up his neck, and he cleared his throat. It was hard to pretend the sound hadn’t bothered him, but he rid his mind of any dirty thoughts. 

Her eyes sparkled when she opened them again. “Victor seriously, this is delicious.” Yuna smiled happily at him and took another spoonful of pudding. 

Before she could place it in her mouth, Victor leaned across the table and grabbed her wrist then placed the spoonful in his instead. When he returned to his seat, Yuna was wide eyed and blushing profusely clearly surprised by the exchange. He decided then that he liked it when she blushed. 

“You’re right. It tastes good.” Victor hid a cheeky smirk behind his hand as he continued to work on his assignments. 

Did that count as an indirect kiss? She wondered but didn’t say anything after that. 

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The next day, she brought him a cup of coffee that she brewed herself. Yuna spluttered something about how he seemed tired, so she thought maybe he would like some. She looked everywhere but him while she spoke. 

He took a cautious sip then winced. “It’s way too sweet.”

He finished the whole cup anyways. 

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Yuna was staring at him. Blatantly staring at him. 

He huffed then shut his textbook. “You really like staring at my face?” 

“Are you popular amongst women?” She blurted out. 

Victor was taken aback by her bold question. That definitely was not what he was expecting to hear.

He tried to hide the amusement in his voice. “Tell me why you’re asking and maybe I’ll answer.” 

Her cheeks turned another shade of red. It was cute. 

“I-I...I just wanted to know! I mean look at you, how could you not be popular with the ladies? You’re handsome, and tall, and smart! And even though you act like a meanie, you’re a total softie. Why do you even hang around here all the time? Your girlfriend must be worried about you.” 

An inexplicable warmth filled him, and he had to place a hand over his mouth to hide the smile on his lips. He would be lying if he said her words didn’t inflate him. 

“Is this your way of asking me if I have a girlfriend? It’s not really subtle.” He smirked at the way her jaw went slack. 

“I just don’t want your woman coming after me because we’ve been hanging out a lot.” She spat. Yuna leaned forward to grab her book attempting to seek refuge from how awkward and very much bothered she felt.

Instead, Victor grabbed her hand and held it in his. It was a lot bigger than hers and warmer than she imagined. Her heart was pumping frantically in her chest as she raised her eyes to meet his. 

“There’s no other woman.” He stated simply. Then softly added. “Only you.” 

He went back to work and she went back to reading; only this time, their hands remained joined over the table.

[sparklyaxolotlstudent]

More than 900 notes on the “Lila gets Exposed” ficlet? I love you guys.

And writting Lila liying stupidly and being caught stupidly is fun. so yeah, I might make this a series on different characters catching Lila lying. At least I have some idea on how Alya, Chloe, Nino, Rose and maybe Juleka might catch her. 

These are meant to be unrelated and one shots, but I will try to kept characters other than Marinette and Lila out of the fic that aren’t their so they can still form a coherent narrative if the reader want to feel like Lila was caught by everyone.

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Lila gets Exposed As The Lying Liar Who Only Lies

Marc and Nathaniel.

“Did you want to see me?”

Marinette got inside the classroom of the art club, where Marc and Nathaniel were waiting for her.

“Hiya Mari!” greeted overenthusiastically Marc, guiding her to a seat near a table where Nathaniel and he had been working. They had something covered in cloth, which Marinette found a bit suspicious, but was used to how theatrically dramatically extra those two could get.

“What’s this?”

“Well, remember our comic?”

“Which one? Where Super Nathaniel saves me from Stormy Weather and Lady Wifi and then we ki…”

“NOT THAT ONE!” reacted Nathaniel not so quickly, blushing so much his skin got the same color of his hair. “Ahem. The one where Might Illustrator and Reverser teamed up with Ladybug and Chat Noir for…”

“The double date one or the one where they fight Queen Wasp?”

“… Queen Wasp.” Marc turned to Nathaniel. “You told her about the double date one?” Nathaniel shook his head, both looked at Marinette confused, but she just smiled innocently and sweetly.

“Ha! You guys are so transparent. I was just guessing”

Marc made a face “meanie” he added a raspberry for emphasis. Nathaniel just kept his red hue.

“ANYWAY. The comic with us as heroes being heroes alongside the heroes of Paris” said Nathaniel very quickly.  Marinette giggled at how easy was to push Nathaniel’s buttons.

“And you’re our Everyday Ladybug, so we decided it was only fair that you would join the team!”

“We actually wanted to say you’re the real Ladybug, but realized that would be a bit problematic… and Alya would freak out big time”

Marinette had never panicked and been relieved so quickly in her life.

“Yeah, right, clumsy old Marinette as Ladybug, who would believe a loser like me was a superhero?”

Nathaniel and Marc looked at each other.

“Marinette, sweetie…” Marc said, holding Marinette’s hand “We love you with all our hearts, brains and other internal organs, but if you dare to call yourself bad names ever again, I will be legally and morally obligated to slap you silly until you learn to appreciate the wonderful human being that you are.”

“Duly noted”

“SO! Since you have never been akumatized –kudos for that, by the way, you rock – we didn’t had anything to base your herosona with… so we started thinking, and your main forte is designing, but bringing stuff that you draw to life is sort of Mighty Illustrator gimmick…”

“It’s not a gimmick!”

“Right right… so, Nathaniel thought about the hat you designed and we basically took a peek at your sketchbook, and we decided that fashion was going to be your thing!”

They grabbed the cloth and pulled it at the same time, uncovering a series of illustrations of Marinette in several hero suits. Some very elaborate some more simple. The main one seemed to be a play on her normal clothes, with a dark pink bodysuit with white details, including a belt, a dark grey jacket, and a brooch that resembled the ladybug earrings, just in the same shade of dark pink as the body suit.

“We based her a bit on Ladybug. With the brooch she can switch between suits, and the brooch changes colors to match which suit she is using. Her standard outfit is the pink one, which we based on your clothes, and it gives her agility and strength. The other suits are more specialized, like the blue one allowing her to breathe underwater and swim more efficiently.  We’re thinking a rainbow theme, with 7 suits plus the pink one. We might squeeze a black and white one too, although that is Reverser gimmick.” Nathaniel looked at Marc with a sly smile. Marc rolled his eyes.

“Touche. Anyway, we call her Fashionette, unless you want to be called something else”

Marinette couldn’t help but notice that they somehow had made the power of the suits match the power of the potions that Master Fu had given her. Still, it was different enough from Ladybug to throw suspicions… even though Nathaniel had made an illustration of Ladybug, ‘Fashionette’, Chat, Reverser and Mighty Illustrator. To Nathaniel’s credit, he had made Ladybug with longer hair, taller and more muscular than herself. She then wondered if that’s how other people saw Ladybug or if it was just Nathaniel’s artistic view.

“Marinette as a hero? Wow, you guys are so talented!”

They had been so focused on their explanation of Fashionette that they hadn’t noticed that Lila the lying liar who lies had entered the art room. Marinette closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

“Oh, and you did a drawing of her with Ladybug, my best friend.”

“Well yeah. We’re making a comic and including Marinette as a hero with us. I’m sorry, who are you?” asked Marc sincerely, as he had no idea who this girl with sausage hair was, but felt weird for how she was talking.

“Oh, you don’t know me? I’m Ladybug’s best friend, Lila Rossi”

“Isn’t Ladybug’s best friend Chat Noir?”

Lila’s eye twitched, but decided that Marc probably would question her if she kept that lie. Marinette smiled wide at that, hoping that Lila would go, but alas, she just approached the table and grabbed one of Marc and Nathaniel’s comics.

“Oh, a comic book. Cool. I know Stan Lee, he basically based Spider-Gwen on me. I might be able to get you to meet him someday.”

The three art kids looked at each other, a bit confused.

“Are you going to use a Ouija?”

“What?”

“Stan Lee died last year”

“And Spider-Gwen was created by Jason Latour and Robbi Rodriguez, not Stan Lee”

“I… I was just testing you. I meant he based Spider-man on me, way before he died, of course.”

“Didn’t know you had a time machine. Must be awesome”

“What?”

“Lila, Spider-man was created in 1962, so either you have aged really well, or you have a time machine.”

“Ugh you guys, always misunderstanding me! I mean the spider-man from the movie!  He’s my best friend!”

“Didn’t know you and Tom Hiddleston were friends”

“Of course, we are very close!”

“Hiddleston is the guy who plays Loki. Holland is Spider-man.” Lila was speechless.

Marinette was using all her power to not fall from her chair laughing. Lila trying to outgeek Marc and Nathaniel, comic book fans extraordinaries, was the funniest thing she had ever seen. Even more fun than when Chloe fell in a puddle of mud.

“Ugh, you suck!”

Lila threw the illustrations to the floor, without noticing that Mister Perrault, the art teacher had gotten in the art room just that moment.

“What is going on?”

“This girl who I am still not sure who is” said Marc quickly, as he could see Lila was going to respond something “started trying to impress us with her lies, but since we didn’t believe her, she just threw our work”

“They were being mean to me!” Lila tried to sob, while the other three teens were gathering the stuff she had thrown.

“Regardless of what they might have said, I caught you on the act of trying to destroy the work of art they had done for Marinette, and if there is something I will not tolerate in my club, is precisely that. Follow me to the Principal’s office… whoever you are.”

The trio smiled. Marinette couldn’t help but worry at Lila being akumatized yet again, but she also wanted to put some input on her “super hero” persona that Marc and Nathaniel had created with so much love for her.

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Art Teacher has no canon name, so I landed in “Perrault” after searching for french last names. If you don’t know who Charles Perrault is, I weep for your childhood. 

And I do accept suggestions for “Fashionette” canon name, which would be also my Akumanette, should I ever write one. 

[ranissupercool]

Fic Where Mari is Problematic - Ch. 1

Fandom: Love Live! Sunshine!! Characters: Matsuura Kanan, Takami Chika, Sakurauchi Riko, Ohara Mari Relationships: ChikaRiko, KanaMari Rating: Teen and up Word Count: 1,636 Summary: Mari kisses Riko and stuff. No one is happy with this.

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“So you and Mari are like, really close, huh?”

Kanan raised an eyebrow as she stared forward at Chika, who sat across the table from her. Although they were in the school library and meant to be studying-- Chika especially-- it seemed she had something else on her mind.

That, or she was simply making small talk as an excuse to not study. Both could probably be likely. Kanan decided to respond anyways, albeit with a very simple answer and a shrug. “Well, yeah. Have been for a while. Why?”

“It’s just…” Chika rested an elbow on the table, chin in her hand. “I was thinking, it would be really great if I could be that close with Riko, y’know?”

“You think?”

Kanan was given a vigorous nod to the simple question. Clearly, this was going somewhere. “Yeah! Do you think you could give me advice?”

“Advice…” Kanan furrowed her brow slightly. “On becoming closer with Riko? I don’t know… Considering you’ve known each other for less than a full year, I’d think you’re already really good friends with her in that time. Aren’t you?”

“Well yeah, we are, but not the same way as you and Mari!”

“I mean, I guess not, but…”

“Okay, um, if I have to just come out and say it…” Chika, likely sensing Kanan’s utter confusion, gave an oddly shy chuckle. Really, what was this about? “I... wanna know how you asked Mari out.”

Chika fidgeted, poking her fingers together as Kanan registered what was asked, the unexpectedness of the question making the process just a bit slow.

“...What? Asked her out? I don’t know what Mari told you, but whatever it was, she was probably making things up.”

“N-No, Mari didn’t say anything! Sorry, are you guys, like, on the DL? I didn’t realize--”

Kanan quieted Chika with a raised hand. “Chika, I… have no idea where you even got the idea that we’re dating…”

“Well… I thought it was obvious? I mean, the way you two act with each other… I never really saw you act that way in the past around anyone! Although I guess I never even saw you hanging out with Mari or Dia before I started high school… I was super surprised to hear how close friends you guys all were.”

“I mean, it’s always been like that between us… It was just hard to hang out outside of school because of Mari’s parents, and then she went to study abroad…”

Chika’s eyes practically sparkled, and she grinned widely. Kanan had a sinking feeling that this misunderstanding was just deepening... “Wow, you’ve been in love with each other for that long? That’s so cute...! Why didn’t you ever tell me, Kanan? Was it because your love is forbidden and stuff, so you had to keep it a secret?”

“Tha-- That’s not what I meant!” Kanan could feel her face starting to heat up, and she really hoped she wasn’t visibly blushing. This was just embarrassing! “I’m trying to say we’re not dating and we’re not in love with each other! A-- And I don’t even treat her that much differently from my other friends, so…”

“Eh? Kanan, are you… a tsundere?”

“No, Chika!” 

Before Kanan could continue, the two could hear an abrupt slamming noise which drew their attention to the front desk where Hanamaru sat, staring at both girls with a scolding expression usually just reserved for Yoshiko. Whoops, right, they were in the library…

Kanan frowned, but she turned back to Chika and lowered her voice. “She’s just really affectionate and stuff. It’s not like she wants to date me…”

“What if she does?”

“Excuse me?”

Chika tilted her head. “What if she does want to date you? If she did, would you?”

“If she really did, I’m sure she would have said something by now… given the type of person Mari is.”

“But what if, Kanan? C’mon, even just hypothetically?”

“Geez… You’re really pushing it, Chika. Look, I don’t… I don’t know, I haven’t thought about it. Not much, anyways…”

“S-Sorry. But… if that’s the case, you do like her at least a little bit, right? ‘Cause if you didn’t, you wouldn’t even consider it and you’d just say no.”

“Well…” Kanan let out a sigh. She wasn’t sure why Chika was so persistent… but it wasn’t like she was wrong, either. “Maybe. But really, what does it matter? You just wanted to… get closer to Riko, was it? You want to get close in that way, then?”

“E-Eheh… Yeah… I thought you were dating Mari, and I figured you’d have been the one to ask her out, so I thought I’d get some advice from you. But I guess not… I mean, that’s okay, though! No biggie, heh…”

“Why don’t you just… ask her?”

“H-Huh?”

“Ask her out.”

Oho, was Chika blushing? That was new. She didn’t often get embarrassed or flustered-- certainly not talking about romance. Although come to think of it, as far as Kanan knew, this could’ve very well been Chika’s first time having a crush on someone…

“I-- I don’t know… I mean, it’s not that easy! I wanted to talk to her about it, but I get all nervous and stuff… and besides, what if she doesn’t like me like that? She might feel all awkward around me, and I don’t want that…”

“You still asked me for advice on asking her out, though…”

“Well, yeah… I’m nervous and kinda scared, but if I’m always like that with people I like, I might never get anywhere.”

It was a fair point. Honestly, Kanan hasn’t expected that Chika would put so much thought into such a matter.

Or any at all, like with many of the things she did and said. Chika was somewhat like Mari in that regard… Although both of them, Kanan had found lately, did think about their actions a lot more than they’d initially let on.

“Well… I’m not sure what advice you could even be given, really. I guess if you want to make sure it goes as well as it can… practice it? Sort of like practicing a speech or a presentation for school. You’d be more confident when you know what you’re going to say and how you’re going to say it.”

“Huh… That’s actually pretty good advice, Kanan.”

“You think?” The suggestion was really just the first thing she’d thought of, but if Chika was happy with it, she’d take it. “Does that mean we can go back to studying now?”

“Wait, um…” Again, Chika bashfully poked her fingers together, apparently hesitant. “...Can you help me practice?”

“...Practice asking Riko out?”

Chika nodded.

“Can’t you ask someone else? I’m sure You would be happy to help.”

“Um… For some reason, You doesn’t seem to like when I gush about Riko and stuff. I think it makes her uncomfortable. I don’t think asking her would be a good idea-- but I guess I could ask Mari, maybe...”

“I-- I’ll help. But it’s going to be after we finish studying, okay?”

“You’re the best, Kanan!”

The two barely got anything done because Chika’s normally bad attention span seemed to be even further weakened by her mind being stuck on the whole Riko thing. Because of that, they ended the session earlier than intended. Kanan really hoped they could get this over with soon… not only so that Chika would stop worrying so much, but so that her grades didn’t suffer from an innocent crush.

“Okay, you be Riko.” The two sat outside the diving shop, Kanan drinking a grape soda and Chika a peach tea. Kanan still wasn’t sure about this whole “practice” thing, but she did want to at least try and help her friend.

“Alright, I’m Riko then. Hey Chika?”

“Hm?”

“Have you finished those lyrics I asked you to work on?”

That got Chika flustered. “N-- No, not like that, Kanan! Geez… You can be such a meanie sometimes.”

“I’ll take that as a no,” Kanan replied with a chuckle.

“A-Anyways, let’s start over. I’m gonna go first, okay?”

“Fire away.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

Kanan quietly cleared her throat.

“H-- Heeyyy, Riko…”

“Um…”

“I-- I felt put on the spot, okay!?”

At the outburst and at Chika’s silly pouting, Kanan laughed. “Just relax, will you? If you talk to her like that, she’s going to think something’s wrong.”

“I know, I know… Ahem. Okay, so-- Hey Riko, wanna go out!?”

“T-Talk about straightforward…”

“Ehh? Is that no good either?”

“Man…” Chika really didn’t know what she was doing, did she? Not that Kanan had been expecting her to. “I’m not sure… but I don’t know how receptive someone like Riko would be to suddenly being asked that…”

“Um… Then…” Chika thought. For about two seconds, then she had a brilliant idea… or so Kanan guessed from her expressions, anyways. “Show me!”

“How to ask her out?”

A nod. “Yeah! I’ll be Riko. Or I guess Mari?”

“R-- Riko is fine. Different people respond better to different approaches, anyways.” She doubted that Riko and Mari had many of the same interests in that regard. “As for what she would like… I sort of have an idea, maybe… Chika, do you mind standing up?”

“Hm? Oh yeah, sure.” With an inelegant scrape of her chair against the floor, she stood.

The next thing Chika knew, her back was against the wall of the shop, Kanan bracing an arm against said wall and leaning in… really closely.

Whoa. 

“Hey Riko, have you ever thought about the two of us being… a bit more than just friends?”

“...K-Kanan, I--”

The two heard a thud nearby, and so their heads automatically turned to the source of the noise…

Only for them to see Mari and Riko kissing rather intensely right by the shop.

Oh. Huh.

[crazyrandomfucker]

Marichat May Day 13: Flower Crown

Summary:

Kitty Noire and Marinette spend some quality girls time outside of Paris, relaxing and walking through fields filled with flowers.

Notes:

They are a bit aged up, like they are 22 yo, in this fic, but the shenanigans are still more or less the same since Hawkie refuset to go away. However, the friendship between Kitty and Mari is way more stronger and deeper then during their teen years

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After hearing Kitty Noire complain for quite some time after a particular annoying akuma, Marinette came up with the marvelous idea of having a girls day with the superhero, but instead of relaxing doing a spa at home, they would go to the mountains to relax since Kitty would be worrying all the time for an akuma if they were at Paris otherwise, which also applied to Marinette, but it's not like Kitty should know. It had also been quite some time since Mari had went outside of Paris for a field trip, so she thought it was a good idea and told Kitty about it and... Kitty Noire was so excited for it that she was practically vibrating filled with hapiness. They set up a date for the field trip, rent a car and made sure to completely clear their schedules for the whole day.

When the long awaited day finally came, Marinette put her things on the rented car, drove to an alley on the outskirts of Paris and waited for Kitty Noire. Coincidentally, since Kitty knew where she had to go, she simply went near the meeting place as a civilian in her own car, then she parked and picked her own stuff just to hid nearby and transform, so she arrived almost at the same time that Marinette. When they met and after their usual two kisses greeting (on the cheek, because we europeans do this), they putt Kitty's luggage on the car and set off to their destination. During the trip, they passed by a narrow road in the mountains where a deer randomly jumped in front of them from one side of the road and simply jumped to the other side when Marinette abruptly hit the break to avoid hurting the cute deer.

"Wow, that was a close one" says Kitty. "You almost killed that adeerable creature".

"This is not the right moment for one of your puns Kitty" says Marinette glaring at her. "I almost ran over a deer and all you can do is pun?"

"Sheesh, I'm sorry Princess, I was just trying to break the ice" says Kitty. "I think you really need this day off".

"Well yes, it's been pretty stressful lately and I just want a bit of fresh air and no responsabilities or annoying things around me" says Marinette as she starts the engine.

"Then why did you took me with you?" says Kitty.

"Because you're my friend and I love you, but you'll drive me crazy if you don't have a day off as well" says Marinette.

"Aww, you said you love me" says Kitty teasingly. "Now I can marry you and Marin".

"OK stop right there Kitty. Marin has a girlfriend, so no hands on him" says Marinette.

"Oh, right! Right! I... I totally forgot about that!" says Kitty smiling as she sweats internally, cursing herself for almost slipping out that she is his girlfriend. "But you didn't deny my proposal~"

"I'll let you know that I'm a bit fed up with all the love stuff, after dating a couple of guys and keep falling for two other guys and messing up my life in waytoo many ways, I've decided to stop searching for love" says Marinette. "So no, I won't marry you. Besides, Alya already has claimed that if I have to marry a girl I'll have to marry her first".

"But she can't now that we're married if she doesn't knows who am I" says Kitty. "I could even be a guy that loves crossdressing, or I could be trans".

"If you were trans girls, you'd stil be a girl you dummy" says Marinette. "Anyways, I don't think you're a guy".

"And why is that exactly?" says Kitty. "I'll let you know that I could look like a very handsome boy if I cut my hair and I did a couple of tricks".

"Yeah, but you have two things that boys don't have. The voice and those legs" says Marinette.

"You had me there for a moment, I'll be honest. I thouht you were going to say something else" says Kitty chuckling. "So I have femenine legs?"

"You have some nice legs Kitty, I bet they look awesome in some lingerie" says Marinette. "Your boyfriend surely loves them".

"Now that you mention... He does" says Kitty pensative. "Could it be that I have some thicc thighs?"

"You have awesome thighs Kitty, not thicc, awesome" replies Marinette smiling.

"Well, I could say the same about you Princess, those legs are top grade" says Kitty with a wink.

"Thanks Kitty, but they are nothing like yours" says Marinette hitting the break again because a car almos hit them. "What a jerk!"

"Does he even has eyes on his face?" says Kitty disgusted. "The road is not all for himself!"

"Ugh I hate when this kind of people are nowhere near me on the road, he didn't even apollogize!" says Marinette.

"I know right? Like, at least have a bit of decency and say sorry for driving like that" says Kitty indignant.

"I swear" agrees Marinette.

They continue bantering during the trip, discussing who had the most beautiful legs, dissing a bunch of bad drivers and generally venting their accumulated stress. They keep getting further and deeper inside of the mountains until they get to their destination, a praire filled with flowers that is also the beginning of a hiking route that they considered doing after having some lunch. With the engine off, the car safely parked and their baskets out, they set up a picnic blanket and set their picnic, which included things like mini quiche, sandwiches, some juice (and also some champang) and some desserts, courtesy of Marinette's parents. They had lunch peacefully, getting completely inmersed in the tranquility of Mother Nature and ejoying their meal. After lunch, they decided to stay in the praire, admiring it's beauty instead of sweating while hiking an increible route with stunning views.

"It's so peaceful in here" says Kitty laying on the floor surrounded by flowers.

"I know. It makes me so calm. I'm thinking of fantasy-like stories" says Marinette. "All with magic, creatures of the forest, princesses and knights".

"I bet you'd make a spectacular princess" says Kitty Noire. "You're already one for me".

"And I'm lucky to have a brave knight and a gorgeous damme by my side" says Marinette petting Kitty's head.

"Woah, I love it when you pet me. Or Marin. You two have like magic hands or something" says Kitty closing her eyes and purring.

"We know that silly, you and Chat always make this kitten face of satisfaction whenever we pet you" says Marinette giggling. "I honestly think it's precious. It's so cute".

Kitty blushes a bit. "You never told me..." says Kitty pouting. "Now I'm self conscious about it..."

"Aw, don't be. It's endearing" says Marinette.

"Just like you when you're thinking or when you're concentrated on a project"  says Kitty. "You make these cute faces where your tongue sticksout but just a bit and you look like a little animal".

"You meani" says Marinette blushing. "I was complimenting you!"

"So am I Princess. In fact, I can tell you that everyone thinks that it's cute when you do it" replies Kitty.

"You dork" says Marinette rolling her eyes and twirls to her left, seeing a bunch of cute flowers. "Hey, want to make a flower crown?"

"I would very much love to, but I'm afraid I have some... technical difficulties and a lack on knoweledge on that field of expertizing" says Kitty with her claws up.

"Guess I'll have to make you one then" says Marinette winking as she begins to pick up some flowers and braid them.

"It would definitely look better on you Mari" says Kitty putting a flower on Mari's hair.

"Maybe, but I think that this blue from the forget me not flowers would suit your hairs better" says Marinette braiding the flowers. "It fits your acid eyes quite well if I say so".

"Yeah, you'd rock better a more lively colour like red, orange or yellow" says Kitty Noire. "Thought maybe some pale shades would also look incredible in you".

"Well, there's a reason pink is my favourite color" says Marinette smiling. "It fits amazingly well with my pale skin and raven hair".

"Totally. I stil remeber how good you looked on those pink trousers you used to wear" says Kitty.

"Oh my gosh, I forgot about those!" says Marinette. "I used to love them so much. Maybe I should tailor a new one".

"Oh yes! I don't now why but I think you would look great if you paired them with a blouse and a high bun. And glasses! You look so cute with glasses" says Kitty.

"Like a secretary?" asks Marinette amused.

"I was thinking of a business woman, but a secretary also fits the description" says Kitty nodding.

"Aaaand... I'm done with this" says Marinette. "Stand up so I can put it on your head".

"Your wishes are my commands Princess" says Kitty playfully.

"You're incorrigible" says Marinette rolling her eyes amused. She puts the flower crown on Kitty Noire and gasps. "It looks so good! the ears and the mask are a bit in the way, but I bet that your civilian self would look like a fantasy princess or fairy".

"Now, now, Princess. If you flatter me that much I'll end up getting some ideas" says Kitty Noire smirking.

"This again Kitty?" says Marinette giggling. "How many times will we have this conversation? Do you want me to answer you the usual?"

"Of course, it's an inside joke by now" says Kitty laughing.

"Maybe I want you to get some ideas Kitty. Your gorgeous face deserves that" says Marinette smiling, already used to it.

"I'd think I'd prefer a kiss to prove that, instead of some compliments" says Kitty, surprising Marinette for a second, but Mari softly punches Kitty's arm.

"You dork, stop asking for a kiss so much, or I'll end up getting some ideas" says Marinette impersonating Kitty at the last part.

"I've gotta say, your falsetto voice when you impersonate me it's getting more acurate" comments Kitty.

Both oof them face each other silently for a second, before bursting into laughs. "I did noot expect you to say that as a comeback" says Marinette laughing.

"But is true thought" says Kitty clearing some tears from laughing to much. "You almost sound like me lately".

"What can I say, I've had years of practice" says Marinette smiling. "By now I can impersonate you, Alya, Nina and Adrienne. Maybe I could also impersonate Kagami or Sakura if I tried".

"I see that you have as many suitors as always" says Kitty dramatically. "I thought I was your only one".

"Okay, first of all, I've always had plenty of suitors apparently. When we finished Lycee I was surprised by a group of boys who claimed to be part from my very own fan club, they all declared to me one by one and it was... Awkward" says Marinette.

"Well, you've also had a couple of boyfriends as well. Like that guitarrist boy or the florist guy" says Kitty pensative. "And I'll admit that my brother most likely got a crush on you even if he tried to deny it quite hard".

"That can't be, he was in love with Ladybug, then he got a girlfriend, they broke up and then got another girlfrined" says Marinette. "I'm sure that if he ever had a crush on me he'd try to confess at least, he's not one to be silent about his love".

"Actually, you'd be surprised. You don't know it, but after that last girlfriend you mentioned, he dated five other girls, but all of those were nefastous relationships because he didn't properly explain his feeling. And because a bunch of them were gold diggers" says Kitty.

"Wait what?" says Marinette confused. "Why did he never talked about those?"

"Well, you see, my brother can be quite outgoing when he's Chat Noir, but  as a civilian... As civilians we both have to wear masks to appear as the perfect twins and it's... Hard to expres yourself, to express your feelings when you're not even able to take off the perfect children mask" says Kitty with a bittersweet smile.

"Remember me one more time why can't I decimate your family" says Marinette getting serious.

"Because you'd have to know our secret identities and you don't want that" says Kitty. "And because we don't want you to go to prision".

"It would be so worth it though" says Marinette.

"Marinette!" says Kitty giggling.

"What? I'm just saying that beating up your family would be worth the imprisionment just like Carapace found worth hitting Scarlet Moth with his shield despite that later he was the target of a bunch of akumas" says Marinette.

"I'll admit that Carapace was great that time" says Kitty nodding. "But that doesn't means that I'd like you to get in prision!"

"You could break me out and we could be runaways together" says Marinette jokingly.

"And we'd live in a house in the mountains and we'd marry and adopt two little girls" says Kitty jokingly.

"Yeah. I would do the chores because you're a disaster, so you'd have to provide for us with money and food" says Marinette chuckling.

"Oh, and you'd sew on your free time to make clothes for us and to make napkins to sell them" says Kitty.

"Napkins? Seriously? If I had to work sewing I'd sew something much more impressing than napkins" says Marinette laughing.

"I think napkins would be great. They are small, they can easily get lost and it's easy to carry a lot of them at the same time" says Kitty Noire.

"They wouldn't sell that much Kitty. I'd rather sew some underware than napkins" says Marinette.

"You coul sew my underware~" says Kitty winking suggestively to Mari.

"You're an incorrigible dirty cat" says Mariette rolling her eyes amused.

"But you imagined me just in my undies for a sec, admit it" says Kitty teasingly.

"Of course, and I saw a black cat standing with a human head" says Marinette.

"That would be as creepy as that movie, Cats" says Kitty making faces.

"Gosh, that movie was so creepy" says Marinette. "It still haunts me in my sleep".

"I'm not even surprised, the idea of the film wasn't that bad, but the whole... result? Yeah, the result was definitely cringy" says Kitty.

"I heard that the theater play it was inspired on was actually quite good" says Marinette. "Like, not on a Hamilton's level, but maybe like... that play of the eigth book of Harry Potter that recieved so much complains despite being fairly good?"

"Ah, yes. The cursed child..." says Kitty. "I felt so conflicted about it. On one hand I love it because it was anothe Harry Potter's book. But on the other hand... It didn't had the appeal of the rest of books".

"I know what you mean. I think that the author maybe rushed it or maybe she just made it to sell even more" says Marinette. "It was nice as a book, but as a Harry Potter book... It was lacking".

Just like that, the girls spent the afternoon chit-chatting about books, animes, movies, plays, cakes and a lot more of quotidian things, simply relaxing and enjoying their free time without any kind of worry and without a hurry. When the sky began to got dark, they picked up everything and went inside the car. They drove all the way up the mountain to reach a viewpoint from where they saw the sunset while 'A thousand years' from Christina Perri played on the background, creating a great ambient for the views the saw. Once the sun set completely, they got back into the car and Mariette drove back to Paris, stopping at the same alley they had met in the morning to let Kitty Noir go and both girls said each other good by with a big hug.

[leefelixs]

childhood best friend to crush hyunjin

genre: fluff

pairing: hwang hyunjin & you

word count: 3463 words

summary: hyunjin spends his childhood taking care of you and watches you grow by his side

notes: thank you for your request anon! <3

even at a young age hyunjin had a special presence that caught the attention of most people

especially yours

he had been your neighbor since you were both four years old and spent most of his days playing outside along with his cars and dirt

you would sit against the window and watch him with a lot of curiosity until one day you decided it was your time to go and make a friend

your little feet carried you in front of the boy and he looked up at you while you waved your stubby hand awkwardly

“hi. what’s your name?”

“my mom said i’m not supposed to tell strangers my name.”

“it’s okay, we’re going to be friends so i’m not a stranger.”

“oh okay. my name is hyunjin.”

an awkward silence passed as you both studied each other, trying to decide if it was worthy of befriending the other

and finally after a few minutes he gave you a small toothy grin and motioned for you to sit down next to him

“since you’re my friend, you can play with me.”

and from that day on you found yourself following the poor boy around

everyday at 3 pm to 5 pm you found yourself stalking outside to meet him and he would be expectant of your arrival

and as more time passed by you just became his shadow

every step he took, you took one behind him

but he enjoyed your company greatly and allowed you to stay by his side

he would come over every afternoon to play with you and your dog...mostly your dog

but thats okay because he was a good friend to you and made you happy

“look, i brought you cookies from the jar in my kitchen. but don’t tell my mom i got them for you.” and he would cautiously dump a handful into your hands

his mom always noticed but pretended that she didn’t because it was cute and he was being nice to yo 

even if hyunjin would knock over 500 things in the kitchen trying to get to the jar

because he was an only child and his mother worried about the lack of friends he had and having you come around was really nice

and in return you would sneak some of your toys to his house and play together

on the first day of school your parents agreed to take turns taking both of you to school together

and every morning before school he would be sitting on your couch watching tv waiting for your mom to finish dressing you while chewing on a bunch of fruit

“good morning you rotten egg.” hyunjin would smile and stick his tongue out at you before getting up and racing you to the car

and at the gates of the school he held your hand and led you in so confidently

and thats how you both grew up

you were extremely inseparable 

every milestone of your lives were spent with each other

if he wasn’t tugging you around by the hand, he was constantly taking steps and stopping to make sure you were behind him

even when you guys got to school together

seriously all the kids would throw a fit because in the middle of the playground he would stop and turn around to find you and be sure you were there

“shut up meanie.” would be his only response to a bunch of angry kids flailing their arms and whining for you both to move

hyunjin is an only child so he doesn’t have company

but he saw you as his sibling

you were there when hyunjin got his first pet dog and helped him shower the little puppy and learn to take care of him

“no hyunjinnie, you can’t put him in the tub! the tub will get dirty.”

“but then what’s the point of a tub!”

hyunjin was there when you broke your first bone and instantly picked you up and dragged you to your parent’s house while you sobbed your eyes out

he kept shushing you

“stop being a baby! you’ll be fine”

and you would just blubber and sniffle

and every time you wailed he would get so mad and you couldn’t understand why

until you got to your parents and they instantly took you to he hospital..he turned around and started crying

hearing you cry made him so upset that he wanted you to just stop

you were there when his voice cracked for the first time and you both broke into laughter at the moment

“are you going through puberty?”

“hey, you can’t be asking those types of questions!” 

“aw come on. i tell you everything hyunjin. it’s only fair.”

you manage to barely dodged his pillow flying at you 50 mph

he’s mumbling to himself and patting his throat gently as if it’ll help his voice somehow

“yeah, but there’s some things we just can’t share.”

he helped you pluck your eyebrows for the first time because you were too nervous to do it by yourself

honestly you weren’t sure if you could trust him to do a good job what if he leaves you looking bad-

“ow! ow it hurts hyunjin it hurts-”

“stop moving. you told me you wanted to pluck your eyebrows and i’m doing it.” he mumbles and grabs your face to keep you in place

he’s so focused on it and has his tongue out slightly while he squints and moves your head around

“okay, i’m sure you don’t have to move me so much.”

“stop questioning my work!”

there’s never been a moment in your life where you aren’t together

when he tries out for the basketball team you’re on the side cheering and recording him to tease him later

you guys walk to school together every morning just like when you were kids and he refuses to let it change

even when you wake up late he’s there to tear the blankets off of you and open the curtains to your room

“c’mon. you’re not leaving me alone now. you signed up for this.”

whenever he comes over and you’re sitting, not realizing he entered, he’ll come up behind you and roughly ruffle your hair

and if he’s feeling extra annoying he’ll give you a noogie

“do you have a crush on anyone yet?”

“ew, what type of question is that hyunjin?”

“i don’t know, i just wanted to see! you’re growing up and suck at telling me things now. just wanted to remind you that boys suck is all.”

he’s still ever so playful with you as you guys slowly get older

in fact he’s still the same hyunjin you knew

but

hyunjin’s gotten a lot taller..a lot more handsome..and it seems like each year it just becomes more apparent

and the people around you begin to notice it too

at first you grow fearful that maybe...just maybe hyunjin will start to outgrow you and no longer chase after you

and you grow paranoid whenever a cute girl comes around to speak to him

he’s polite and brief in all his conversations but it seems like he misses the point at their flirting 

“hey, you really suck at taking a hint you know?”

hyunjin looks at you with a weird little eyebrow furrow

“i suck? no way, i just don’t really care. i have other stuff to focus on.” he shrugs before tugging you along to your next class

and it seems like maybe you two should be more distant as you get older..both of your parents start to fear the idea of one cutting the other off slowly but it seems like you’re even stronger than before

he’s constantly pushing himself into your life and barging into your house like it’s his

“hey, how was your day?” you can hear the door being slammed close and a bag being dropped as the boy looks around for you in the kitchen

“it was good! how was yours?”

and the whole rest of the afternoon is spent doing homework together or watching tv together

when you get sleepy you yawn and lean into him

it’s nothing new it’s something you’ve always done

but this time around he flinches and awkwardly pushes you off and you just blink at him in confusion

“did you just push me off?”

hyunjin is visibly shooken awkward

“no. i just got an electric shock is all. go on.”

"aw, hyunjin’s scared of contact!”

“no i’m not!”

“you sure?”

“really. i’m not. are you gonna lie on my shoulder again or what?” he seems huffy and embarrassed and slouches into the couch the slightest bit while focusing his attention back on the tv

but nonetheless you still adjust yourself back onto him

after that event you find him lingering around you a lot more than usual 

if that’s even possible

seriously even his parents are like okay buddy...you have to chill

“don’t you think they have things to do too? i know you guys are best friends but distance is always nice too.”

“you don’t get it, we’ve always been like this. really.”

“if i didn’t know better hyunjin i would think you have a crush on them.”

those words hit him like a bag of bricks

his mind stops and tries to register it

“oh my gosh, do you?”

“wait...no mom don’t say that. that’s weird.”

“my baby has a crush on his best friend!”

hyunjin can only drown her out in his mind while he tries to process those words

a crush...on you? his best friend?

no way...you’re too much of a dork...too dependent on him and he just feels the same way is all.. he likes being near you is all it is

and he likes how you follow him around

and hold his hand to keep him company

and how everything he says is important to you

and the sound of your voice and the way you smile at him

and how close you both are and how there isn’t anything to worry about with each other

and-

oh shit.

oh shit

OH SHIT

“mom, i think i’m gonna go take a nap.” hyunjin can barely drag himself into his room and drop himself on his bed as he rummages through his pile of unknown objects in the corner of his room

he reaches for his backpack and looks through the smallest bag in it and pulls out a picture of you both in one of those cheesy effect photo booths at the park

“do i like you?” he asks himself but it seems like hes asking the picture as he looks at your silly expressions and fingers forming bunny ears behind his head

the words sound so weird but it feels so right

but oh my gosh? what would happen if he admits he likes you

you’re his best friend and you were practically raised together like wow what a weird concept to take in

but the thought of holding your hand in a different way then usual is so nice to him...

and all he can do is smother his face into a pillow and GROAN

you know...the frustrated teenage boy groan we all know and love

he has to do something about it but he can’t dare imagine possibly ending your amazing wonderful friendship because you don’t feel the same way

the whole night is absolute torture for him and his thoughts until he falls asleep 

and when he wakes up the next morning it hits him in the face while he gets dressed

he has a crush on you

dragging himself to your house in the morning is so hard he’s so nervous even if he’s done it every single day of the year since...forever

“morning.”

“hyunjin you’re here! i was worried you’d be late.” you wave with a big grin and nearly fling yourself onto him

he’s used to your hugs

it’s nothing new

but it feels so much softer and warmer than usual and he clears his throat while lightly tapping your back

“i’d never be late. are you ready to go?”

the next few weeks are awkward from his side

it’s obvious from his side that something is up but he seems to brush it off whenever you worry or ask him about it

his hugs become a lot longer and his eyes stay on you more than usual and you can’t help but think what if he’s sad?

“hey, you know if you need to tell me anything you can always trust me.”

“i know.”

“i’m serious hyunjin.”

“i know you are but there’s just some things you can’t say. it’s nothing, really, i promise. i’m fine.” he gives you a big grin and a thumbs up but you couldn’t help and frown

“seriously. don’t worry.” he mumbles before pressing a soft kiss on your forehead to keep you from worrying

it feels nice

and you wouldn’t mind for him to do it again

but you smile and nod at him

“if you say so. i won’t keep pushing it.”

after that day he seems to distance himself a lot more entirely

he stops coming by for you in the morning and when you ask him he looks at you for a moment

“it’s not what you think, i promise. things are just weird. i’m sorry.”

and it seems to hurt a lot more than you ever expected but you know he doesn’t mean for things to hurt you

he’s just got a lot on his mind

so you accept it and spend the next few weeks alone

you miss having him nearly drag you out of bed

and hyunjin trying to force feed you because you’re too lazy to get yourself food

or having him tangle his fingers with yours

all the little moments you both shared are gone and you miss them so much

you can’t force yourself in but you want him to be back with you

and while you shove your hands into your jar of cookies, crying and eating.. the light bulb in your head goes off 

cookies

your hands grasp the jar and you find yourself nearly running down your stairs outside

its cold out but you don’t mind at all

you probably should have put on shoes

as you jump and squeak and groan at the sensation of rocks pricking into your feet you manage to find yourself in front of the door of hyunjin’s house knocking impatiently

the lights are off in the house except for the living room and you can hear the loud audio of his favorite tv show

but there’s no answer

knock knock knock

no answer

knock knock knock knock knock

“HYUNJIN!”

with the sound of your voice the boy drops the control and jumps up

why the hell are you outside of his house at 10 pm in 50 degree weather? you’re usually tucked away in bed at this time just scrolling through your phone

“what are you doing here?” it’s not like he doesn’t want to open the door..but there’s something that makes him scared to open it

“please. open up.” your voice has shrunken so much and you sound so confused that it pangs his heart and he quickly unlocks it

and when he sees your face scrunched up in worry and your eyes wide and gentle, his heart swells up

even with your hair all messy and your ugly sweatpants and hoodie you look absolutely precious and it seems like now he remembers why he shouldn’t have opened the door

“here.”

you shove the jar of cookies into his hands and hyunjin just stares at you in confusion

“i don’t eat cookies.”

“but you’re going to now. because you’re my friend and you used to give me cookies to confirm our friendship and i’m doing the same thing you idiot.” your words are viciously rushed together and the way your hands move are worrying him and you seemed so stressed

“hey wait, calm down-”

“don’t tell me to calm down when you ditched me! take the damn cookie.”

he looks at you and the jar for a moment and it feels like he’s looking at you as a kid again

and his hand reaches in and takes a bite of the cookie in front of you

“ew.”

the sight of him munching on the treat puts your heart at ease and you tear the jar out of his hands

“now why are you avoiding me?”

“i’m not avoiding you.”

“yes you are, i haven’t seen you in so long and whenever i text you it’s always so half-assed.”

“but i’m not doing it because of you, really.”

“hyunjin?”

“yeah?”

“if you don’t like me anymore just tell me so i don’t feel pathetic standing here fighting for you. and i’m cold.”

it’s annoying to him how you could even think he would leave you

but he knows very well he’s been failing you out of his own selfish fears and he deserves your doubt

“i don’t dislike you. i could never dislike you.”

your grip on the jar loosens at his words and you look back up at him

he tugs you into his house and closes the door behind you before motioning you to the couch

“you really came all the way over to my house just to harass me into eating your junk food for some emotional confirmation that i don’t hate you?”

“can you blame me?” the way you look at your feet in shame and embarrassment makes him smile and the little stray hairs that cover your eyes are so cute

hyunjin lets out a deep sigh before moving your fly aways to the side and scooting in closer to you.

“look at me?” your head moves up to see him and his eyes seem so bright and nice

you missed him so much and it must have been getting to you bad

because he seems a lot more special and handsome than usual

and the way your heart feels finally being around him is pretty wild itself

like really your heart is beating 120 mph and this is not healthy

“i’m not avoiding you because i hate you. i don’t know why i’m doing this. i mean i do, but i can’t justify it to myself so i can’t justify it for you.”

he sighs and grabs your hands while rubbing his thumb in circles on your skin

“maybe if you told me what was bothering you. i could help you hyunjin, it’s not just your problem.”

“i know it’s not. everything that happens to me concerns you too.”

“exactly. so why do you suck so much and not tell me important things?”

“theres some things left better unsaid.”

“not really hyunjin. you can at least give me a hint or something.”

“a hint?”

you nod as he begins to think

“like, you can show me instead of tell me. draw it out or something. do charades even, hell i know you’re awful at it but if you need to...”

hyunjin nods and thinks to himself for a moment

“okay. i think i can show you. just don’t freak out.”

his hands let go of yours and hyunjin looks you in the eye while moving in slowly

the distance between you both is non existent and it’s not new...

but it feels different

very different

“are you sure you want me to show you?”

you nod meekly while he clumsily presses his lips against yours

all the blood seems to be rushing to your head and everything around you is practically non-existent

because all you can focus on is your best friend just nonchalantly kissing you

no biggie right?

and for some reason

you find yourself kissing back too

oh shit

oh shit

oh shit

“do you get it now?” hyunjin puffs as he pulls away and looks at you with a shy smile

“yeah.”

the lack of response and eye contact from you sends him into a frenzy and hes terrified of what you’re thinking

did he mess everything up

nice going hwang hyunjin now  you’re going to have to explain to everyone you messed up the best thing in your life because you had to fall in love with your best friend

how much does it cost to find a new identity? what country has an easy to learn language for him to run away to?

“i hope you’re thinking up ideas of how to ask me out over there. or else this is going to be really awkward.” your hand brushes against his with a smile that comforts him entirely...just a little too much

“i don’t know. maybe if you kiss me back it can be arranged?”

[lookastarlightnight-blog]

The Promise

[Admin Lyric: For the cheese lovers]

Characters: Reader, Yugyeom, Chaerin (Yugyeom’s friend)

Word Count: 2,217

Genre: Fluff. Light Smut

Warnings: Mentions of sex

You had been waiting 3 hours for your boyfriend of 2 years to come home, you dressed really nicely, made food for the 2 of you, that’s now cold, all you wanted to do was cry. You haven’t seen Yugyeom in weeks and he promised that he’d come home at 11 pm and now it’s 1 in the morning. The candles that we’re once lit are blown out and waxy. You decided that you shouldn’t wait any longer before you start to cry so you told yourself that you’d go to bed after cleaning up. As soon as you were about to clean up, you heard keys jingle and the door open.

“Baby I’m so sorry. Practice was longer then expected and our chor-“ You really didn’t want to hear his excuses so you cut him off. 

“Its fine.” You said sarcastically, “ I’m going to sleep.” As soon as you started to walk away, he grabbed your wrist. “Baby, I know I messed up and I’m sorry. I don’t know how to make it up to you.” 

“I’m sorry? How the hell is that supposed to make me feel any better about the situation?!” At this point you started to get aggravated. 

“Noona, is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” He looked at you with apologetic and pleading filled eyes. “I don’t want you to be mad babe…” He says with sincerity in his voice. 

“Its not like we can do things outside together! As much as you tell me we can, we can’t Yugyeom! I just wish we could still do things like go outside together and-“ He cuts you off by grabbing you and kissing you. It was a sweet, soft kiss, yet passionate and filled with love. 

All you wanted to do a minute ago was tell him how much you hated him right now and how you wanna do things like old times before he was an idol, but all of what you wanted to say is now gone. You soon come to realization that you were running out of oxygen, but you didn’t want his lips to part from yours. You really loved Yugyeom a lot, but he pissed you off sometimes. He eventually pulled away from you and you really wanted his warmth back. 

“Noona, put some shoes on okay?” He looked at you smiling. You were confused but complied and grabbed some shoes and put them on. He grabbed you by your waist and looked at you lovingly. 

“Where does my Y/N want to go today?” He said while he taped his index finger on your nose. You giggled. “I don’t know…isn’t it kind of late?” You didn’t want to stay in the house with him again because you always do, but he’s an idol. You didn’t want him to get in trouble because of your selfishness. You noticed he hesitated for a second, but continued talking. 

“Don’t worry about me getting in trouble babe, I’m willing to risk anything for you to make you happy.” He practically read you like a book, how did he know you were worried? You were shocked though. You didn’t ever think he’d be the one to not care about his job just for you. It made you happy that he always had you on his mind even if it meant getting yelled at by his manager, but you felt kind of guilty too. 

 “I love you Yugyeom.” You smiled at him and he cupped your face with his hands and gave a quick peck on you forehead, the on your nose, then finally your lips. “I love you too noona. Let’s go before it gets late okay?” You nodded.

And with that he grabbed your wrist and ran out of your guys’ apartment dragging you behind him. You soon ended you up at a café not far away from your apartment. You 2 always came here on the days you felt depressed and stressed out. When you both went inside, you saw Yugyeom walk up to a girl sitting down at a table by herself. She immediately stood up and gave him a hug. You tried to convince yourself not to be jealous but it was hard. Who the fuck is she? You kind of just followed behind him but got kind of bored. Plus you were bothered by the fact that Yugyeom had completely forgotten about you. 

“Yu, I’m gonna go to the bathroom okay?” He nodded and told you to be careful. You nodded and went to the bathroom. You hurried up considering the fact that the bathroom was really dirty and it smelled bad. When you got out of the bathroom you overheard the conversation Yugyeom and that girl were talking about. 

“Are you and the girl you came with a thing?” She said nonchalantly and tilted her head. Why the fuck does she want to know if we’re dating, it’s honestly none of her business. “No, she’s just a close friend, nothing more.” He chuckled nervously and looked away from her. 

At hearing this your heart hurt, and this time, it hurt worse then it did a few hours ago. I get he’s a idol, but like he can’t tell his close friends he’s dating me? This is utter bullshit to you and you just wanted to sink into a hole and cry or die even.

“Come on oppa, you can’t fool anyone with that statement. I mean you two look good together, why hide it?” She put her chin in the palm of her hand and smirked at Yugyeom. 

“I guess I can’t hide things from you. But I can’t tell people certain things in my personal life. Her names Y/N and we’ve been dating for 2 years, but we’ve known each other for 5.” He smiled at the thought of you two together. You were takin back buy the sudden confession. You were still mad at the fact that he lied, so you decided to give him the silent treatment until he figured out what’s wrong with you. So you started to walk back over to him.

“Noona, you wanna eat anything or drink anything?” You just shook your head and pointed towards the door, signaling you wanted to leave. “Okay, where did you want to go?” You shrugged your shoulders and looked at the time. It’s almost 2 am.

“Your so cute you know that?” He smiled at you and stood up and gave you a kiss on the cheek

“I’ll see you later Chaerin-ah.” He gave her a hug then grabbed your hand and lead you outside. It only took two minutes for Yugyeom to notice something was wrong because you weren’t talking to him. “Babe, are you okay? You’ve been acting strange since you got out the bathroom.” He looked at you, worry and care in his eyes. You just put your hand up to signal you were fine and you know that Yugyeom wasn’t gonna buy that but you really weren’t in the mood to talk to him. He grabbed you buy your waist and turned you around to face him.

“Come on, I know something is wrong. Did I do it?” At this, you kind of felt bad because you didn’t want him to worry but at the same time, you were still mad. Should I just tell him what’s wrong with me?

“Let’s just go home okay?…” He grabbed your wrist and stopped you from walking any further. He didn’t say anything and just stared at you. He entwined his fingers with yours and walked you back to your apartment. 

As soon as you two arrived at the apartment, he pushed you against the door roughly but not so hard so that he didn’t hurt you. He looked you dead in your eyes, his filled with lots emotions you couldn’t figure out. You swore that if his eyes were weapons, you’d be dead already. That’s when it hit you, did he know why you were mad? How did he find out so easily? Did he know you overheard their conversation? How come he’s not apologizing to you like he usually would? You were in a state of confusion and he made it worse by kissing you. Your lips followed his of course, he knew you were confused, and that’s exactly what he wanted. He knew why you were mad at him but wanted to make you forget about it as soon as possible. So he picked up bridal-style, which caught you off guard, and carried you to your guys’ bedroom. He kicked the door shut and then tossed you on the bed.

“Noona, I know I made you upset and frustrated but I’ll explain it all later, right now, I just want you to forget about everything and focus on me.” Now, his voice was a lot deeper then it was a minute ago. You could see his eyes boring into yours, filled with passion and lust. Yours and Yugyeom’s sex life was nothing new. You noticed that it has indeed changed since he became and idol. All the times he was away and on tour with Got7, made you miss him and him miss you more than you already missed each other. Let’s just say things got really heated when he’d come home from being on tour for days on end. You missed him a lot and agreed to yourself that maybe you’ll feel a lot better after tonight, which you really did if you know what I mean.

You woke up the next morning, laying next to Yugyeom’s naked body, wrapped in his arms. You loved these days where you and him would wake up and eat breakfast together and just cuddle and watch “Goblin” all day. You looked at his sleeping figure and smiled. It’s been a while since you have woke up to him sleeping next to you. It was close to chuseok, so you new he’d be here for awhile which made you happy. You didn’t want to wake him up, he wasn’t a morning person anyway, you loosened his grip around you and put some clothes on and washed up a bit, then went straight to making breakfast. Moments later, you saw your half-asleep boyfriend walk up to you and give you a hug. 

“You know you shouldn’t make coffee in the morning, it wakes me up.” His voice was raspy and you almost squealed at him.

“Put some clothes on silly, and wash up okay?” You couldn’t resist the urge to squeeze his cheeks, so you did. He pushed your hands away and pouted. You laughed and he pouted more.

“Meanie…..” He crossed his arms and walked into the bathroom. You were so caught up in how cute he looked that you almost forgot you were cooking. When you were done making breakfast and fixing the plates, you saw Yugyeom walking into the kitchen, with clothes on this time, in awe. He mouth was wide open and his eyes were big.

“NOONA!!! YOU MADE ALL OF THIS??!!” You could almost see his mouth watering, and you giggled and smiled. “Yup, for my baby.” You waved him over so that he could give you a hug, and he did just that. 

“Thanks Jagi.” 

“No problem Yugyeom-ah.” 

He kissed you and the you both sat down to eat. You enjoyed talking to Yugyeom a lot and you’re really glad that you met him, and that he’s yours. He noticed you staring at him.

“Baby, I’m really sorry about last night, well really this morning. Manager-hyung said that I couldn’t tell people that I was in a relationship, but I didn’t think that I’d hurt you. I should have thought about your feelings more noona.” He looked like a small puppy at that moment and you just sighed because he looked so breath taking. He pouted because you didn’t say anything. 

“Noooonaaaa!!!!~~~” He looked so cute so you decided to do something. You got up from your seat and pulled his chair out, then sat on his lap. You stared at him before saying anything. “Yugyeom-ah, I’ll forgive you, if you promise me.”

He tilted his head, confusion evident in his eyes. “Promise what?” You smiled at him and kissed his forehead. “Promise me that if you get asked by one of your close friends if you have a girlfriend, you tell them you’re with me, okay?” 

You looked at him to see his expression and was happy to see him smiling at you. You loved his smile like a lot, a lot, it made your day. He put his hands on your waist so you don’t fall. 

“I promise jagiya. I love you.” He smiled and looked at you with his loved filled eyes and kissed you. The kiss was as beautiful and sweet as the kisses you’ve had before this moment, even though he did taste like waffles you made for him previously. He was perfect. You knew no one was perfect until you met Yugyeom, and you knew that the word “perfect” was an understatement. He was the only one you wanted and you were glad he wanted you too. You put your fingers though his dark brown locks and smiled. 

“I love you too.”

[girls-scenarios]

This Is For Forever

Idol: Nayeon (Twice)

Prompt: Since requests are closing soon, can you do a fluffy scenario where Nayeon (Twice) has a wife and they are going to adopt a child or baby? because Nayeon ADORES children

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: I really love this prompt, but I had to do a bit of research because I truly don’t know how the adoption system works. Where I live we don’t really have orphanages anymore, and have other alternatives, but South Korea still has them. I tried to make this as realistic as possible, but it’s probably not perfect. I’m sorry it took so long for me to write, writing is hard sometimes and I only want to give you guys my best work. I hope you guys enjoy!

The sun was shining bright in the sky, breaking through the rain clouds that had been pouring down on the town for the last week. Flowers bloomed bright from the moisture, painting the world like a bright rainbow against a green sky. Everything seemed perfect, but somehow, Nayeon still seemed nervous. She twisted her hands in her lap as she stared out the window of the moving car, watching as the buildings passed by and counting the street numbers. You glanced over at her from your place in the driver’s seat.

“Penny for your thoughts?” She snapped her head away from the window to look at you, then winced and pressed her hand to her neck, whimpering slightly.

“Look what you did. You shocked me and made me hurt my neck.” You raised your eyebrows, smiling at her softly as she rubbed at her neck.

“Sorry, baby. You just looked nervous. I wanted to check on you.” Nayeon leaned to the side and pressed her head against the window, biting her lip as her eyes focused on the side mirror.

“I guess it just feels like there’s so much happening today. There’s a lot to worry about, you know?” She paused and closed her eyes. You reached over to turn the music playing over the radio down, leaving the air quiet enough for you to hear her clearly. “There are so many kids that need a home. How are we going to just choose one? Or what if the child doesn’t want to come home with us? Are we really ready for the responsibility of raising a kid together? I’m thinking of all of these things and I can’t stop.” You rested your hand on her thigh and felt her jump slightly under your fingertips, although you kept your eyes on the road in front of you. You were nearing the orphanage.

“It’s normal to worry about those things. I worried about them too. The last few days, I’ve worried over whether or not we’re really ready for this.” The car pulled to a stop at a red light, and you took the opportunity to look at her. Her head was turned towards you, and her eyes open again. “But we both really want this, right? I know I want it. Do you?” She took a deep breath and nodded, sitting up in her seat.

“I love children. I want to raise one. I want to raise one with you. More than anything.” She laid her hand over yours and intertwined your fingers with her own, staring down at her lap as a small smile made its way onto her lips. “Ever since we put on those rings. Ever since we said our vows. I just knew.” The light turned green, and you looked back at the road, even as something threatened to bubble up inside you. Something warm and giddy and you felt like you did when you had your first crush again.

“Me too,” you said. “And that’s what we’ll do. We’ll be parents, and we’ll raise a child together, and even if we make mistakes sometimes, we’re going to be the best moms this child could ever hope for.” She squeezed your hand tighter and the roads passed by. 92nd, 93rd, 94th. The blinker clicked to life and you swung into the parking lot of the building you’d looked at over and over again on your maps app, just to make sure you had the right place.

“Well. We’re here.” She undid her seatbelt and turned to look at you. “Ready?”

“It’s now or never,” you said, grinning at her. Reluctantly, she let go of your hand and opened her door.

The building was bigger in person than you’d first imagined it, and you felt both relief and sadness. Relief, because the children should have room to run about and be children. Sadness because there were enough children staying there to warrant such a big building. The outside was well kept, flowers beaming in the garden at the front and stones obviously made by little kids in a craft class of some sort lining the walk in disarrayed patterns.

You met her at the front of the car, and took her hand again. Her pulse was obvious against your skin, excited and nervous and everything else you were feeling that you couldn’t put into words. The sounds of children playing and talking could be heard from where the two of you stood, a few feet away from the door, and you figured some of them were probably playing at the playground in the back. With every step the two of you made towards the door, the sounds got louder, and Nayeon held your hand tighter, drawing close to you and grinning widely.

The woman who greeted the two of you and ushered you inside was a friendly looking older woman, probably nearing 50, with neat hair and a wide smile. She led you to an office room and, moments later, a younger woman who was obviously her daughter brought in tea.

“So,” the older woman began, “the two of you are interested in adopting a younger child, correct?” She sat at her desk and waved at the two chairs opposite, urging the two of you to sit down as she took out a large binder and turned on her computer. Nayeon glanced at you as she nodded in affirmation at the woman. “We’ve had some discussion over a little girl here I think would be good for the two of you. Of course, you can go out and play with them all, but I would recommend meeting her first. She’s been getting ready to meet the two of you all week.”

“We were happy to receive the information we did, thank you,” you said, smoothing your hands over your pants. “We’re excited to meet her too, but there’s also no harm in playing with some of the other kids.” The woman smiled and nodded, understanding.

“Of course not. They love when we have company. Unfortunately, there’s not always time for caretakers to play with the kids like they’d want us to.” After asking a few more questions and verifying your identity, the woman stood from her desk and asked for the two of you to follow her.

As soon as the door was opened again, the sounds of children flooded in. The younger woman was standing near the door tending to a little boy who had scraped his knee, and when the two of you stepped out, he perked up and waved and she laughed softly, giving his head an affectionate pat. Nayeon’s face split into a grin and she waved back, saying hello in the high pitched voice she usually used when she talked to younger children. He giggled, and you could swear she was glowing.

“The children are playing in the back, right this way. I asked one of the caretakers to have her go to the meeting room, so you guys can meet her and play with her there without the other kids getting too nosy. Once you’ve all met and gotten comfortable, you’re welcome to bring her back out and play with all the kids.” The room she was talking about was much larger than you’d expected. There was a fairly large window, and through it, you could see a brightly painted room with animal murals and toys scattered across the floor. You could also see a little girl sitting on the floor, placing teddy bears in a circle. Your heart got caught in your throat.

The woman opened the door and smiled warmly at the little girl, waving at her and calling her name to get her attention. “Hyelin, you have guests!” The little girl looked up, long ponytails swishing through the air, and fixed you and Nayeon with one of the brightest smiles you’d ever seen, smiling and waving enthusiastically. “I’ll be right outside if you need anything,” the woman said before closing the door behind her, leaving the two of you alone with Hyelin.

“Hi, I’m Hyelin! I like bears, don’t you? Wanna put them in a circle with me?” There was no shyness in her. Nayeon’s hand slipped into her pocket and she glanced at you as her fingers brushed against the small box with a gift inside the two of you had brought as a gift, obviously happy.

“Hi Hyelin, I’m Nayeon!” She stepped forward slowly, as to not startle her. “I’d love to! Do they have names?” Hyelin nodded, hair flying, and Nayeon sat down on the floor near her, immediately receiving a teddy bear as she did. You moved forward as well, smiling.

“I’m (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you, Hyelin. What’s their names?” According to the information you’d been sent, Hyelin was about 4, almost 5. She was definitely the least shy 4 year old you’d ever met.

“Well, that one” - she pointed to the teddy in Nayeon’s arms- “is Twinkle. The biggest one is Giant. The tiny one is Fairy. The brown one is Baby, but I didn’t name that one. That was Jiyong. And the last one is mine, his name is Bear Junior.” Nayeon sat the bear where Hyelin had left off and accepted another, much smaller bear that hadn’t been named.

“Bear Junior? Where’d he get that name?” Nayeon asked. Hyelin shrugged her little shoulders and leaned over to dig further into the box, producing a few mismatched cups and plates. It looked like you were in for a tea party.

“Well, my old bear was named Mister Bear but the dog sent him to teddy heaven ‘cause he’s a big ‘ol meanie so Miss Min got me another one. But I couldn’t name him the same thing, that would just be silly!” The little girl giggled at her own words and Nayeon looked about ready to burst with happiness, giggling along with her.

“It sure would, wouldn’t it, (Y/N)?” You nodded along, and accepted the stack of plates Hyelin held out to you.

“People would get him all mixed up otherwise,” you said as you obediently held out the plates for her to set them in front of each teddy, and then in front of each of you. The she stopped in front of you and squatted, looking you in the eye.

“Do you have a teddy, (Y/N)?” 

“Of course I do. What kind of silly person doesn’t have a teddy?” She broke into giggles again and then stood, quickly skipping her way over to Nayeon to do the same thing to her.

“Do you?”

“What a silly question. Of course!” She did. A large teddy bear that she could lay across. Hyelin would probably love it. “He’s reaaaalllyyyy big.” Nayeon held out her arms to full length, and Hyelin’s eyes widened. “Like this big. He’s bigger than me, even!” Hyelin gasped.

“Bigger than you? But you’re so tall!” You hid your laugh behind your hand and Nayeon beamed, giving her a thumbs up.

“Yep, even bigger than me.” Hyelin sat down and shuffled on her butt back over to the teddies, beginning to distribute the cups. She still hadn’t forgotten about the giant teddy, though.

“What’s his name?” She twisted around to look at Nayeon, eyes still big and round with wonder. “Is it Big Big Giant?” 

“No, although that’s a good name! His name is Grizzly.” Hyelin turned back around and placed another cup on a plate.

“When I get one, I’m naming him Big Big Giant. Or Big Big Big Giant!” You could already see it now. If the two of you adopted this child, she was going to get that giant teddy bear. Maybe even two, if she was this cute with the first one. You couldn’t keep the smile off your face as she chattered, moving around to make sure everyone had a cup before grabbing her tea pot and making sure everyone got some of her “brefast tea”.

“Mmm,” Nayeon said, pretending to take a sip. “Where did you learn how to make this?” Hyelin bounced on her feet, unable to sit still for even a moment.

“I heard Miss Min saying something ‘bout brefast tea at brefast. It’s not brefast but it’s okay, it’s still good.” She was adorable, and you really didn’t want to leave. You could tell Nayeon didn’t either, but so much time had already gone by, and unfortunately, you couldn’t stay forever. As Hyelin wound down a bit, and pretended to drink her own tea, Nayeon stuck her hand in her pocket again.

“Hey, Hyelin. Since we’re so happy you let us come play with you today, you decided to bring you a little present.” The little girl perked up at the mention of a present, big eyes peeking over the top of her bright red teacup with star stickers on it. “Is that okay?” She nodded and put down the cup in a flash, scooting forward to get closer to Nayeon.

It was nothing huge, but it could be huge to a little girl who didn’t have many things she could definitely call her own. Nayeon pulled out the box and held it out to Hyelin, who gently took it and quietly tugged at the ribbon Nayeon had used to decorate it. Then she looked up and between the two of you.

“It’s really mine? I can open it?” After seeing your nods, she pulled away the ribbon and tore off the wrapping paper, curiously lifting the top and peeking inside. Then she broke into a smile and took the cover completely off, looking at the contents inside. The head woman, or Miss Min as the children called her, had told you in email that Hyelin had recently started really liking headbands. Inside the box were a few wrap around headbands, some with lace and some a plainer twist. 

“Do you like them?” You asked. Again, her hair bounced as she moved her head.

“They’re pretty!” Immediately, she pulled one out and pulled it over her head before pushing it back into her ear, grinning widely. Both of you laughed, and seeing your reactions, she immediately pulled the rest of them out of the box and pulled them over her head, laughing along with you.

“That’s not how you wear them, silly!” Nayeon leaned forward, and Hyelin danced away from her, holding the headbands to her head.

“I wear them like this, ‘cause they’re pretty!” She stuck out her tongue at Nayeon, prompting her to fall into giggles and prompting Hyelin to do it again. When the woman opened the door to say it was time for her to eat dinner, you truly didn’t want to leave. You were shocked, pleasantly, when Hyelin gave the two of you hugs as you got up to leave.

“Can we come back and play with you again sometime?” Nayeon asked quietly, squatting down to speak to Hyelin. The little girl smiled and nodded, reaching up to touch her headband.

“Yeah! Bring Giant Giant Bear next time!”

Nayeon was quiet as the two of you walked back to the car, but when the car doors were shut and the engine was running, she turned to look at you, sunlight glinting off the unshed tears in her eyes.

“She’s the one, (Y/N). I just know it.” You nodded, unable to stop the smile that stretched over your face and the warmth that spread through your whole body as you backed out of the parking spot and reached over to hold her hand.

“I know. I feel the same.”

It was your fourth visit to the orphanage, and the day seemed as perfect as the day you’d first made your drive down that exact same road. Nayeon sat in the seat beside you, humming along to the song on the radio and smiling as she gazed out the window. You felt again like your chest might burst.

In your last visits to see Hyelin, it had gotten increasingly hard to leave her each time. The last time, she’d clung to the both of you and made you promise to come back and see her again. She still had yet to see Nayeon’s bear, as he was too big to lug out of the house, and she was determined to see him at some point. You hoped she liked seeing you and Nayeon just as much as she loved the stories of the bear.

In the backseat was a carseat. Also in the backseat were boxes with presents, and a cute little balloon with a teddy bear on it that read “Hyelin” over the bear’s head. After the first visit, the two of you had already made the decision to start going through with the paperwork. Now, the paperwork was pretty much done except for the last few signings. You both wanted to ask Hyelin if she wanted to come home with you first.

Nayeon was happy, of course, but her hands still played with the end of her shirt and her foot tapped a nervous rhythm to the song. There was always the possibility that Hyelin wasn’t ready to move in with them yet, or that she didn’t want to in the first place. It wasn’t like they’d known her for a really long time. It had only been about 2 months since they met her.

You felt a strange calmness, though, like you knew everything was going to be okay. Again, you reached over to rest your hand on your thigh, and her hand immediately covered yours.

“We’re doing it, babe. We’re actually going to be moms.” She ran her fingers over yours, staring at your hand. “Do you think we’re ready?”

“Ready as we’ll ever be.” Again, a red light. You turned to look at her. “The important thing is that we both adore Hyelin, and we’ve both been wanting this since we got engaged.” She brought your hand up to her mouth and kissed your knuckles. Even as you turned away to look at the road again, you could feel her smile against your skin.

“You’re right. I love you, (Y/N). Let’s raise Hyelin and grow old together and watch her raise her grandkids.” You laughed.

“I love you too, Nayeon. And I am totally up for it.”

Hyelin was, like always, waiting in the room when the two of you walked in. Immediately, she jumped up and ran towards the two of you, shouting your names and waving around her teddy bear. Nayeon picked her up and spun her around, laughing along with her as she clung to Nayeon’s shoulders.

“I missed you! Are you back to play again?”

“Of course we are,” you said, leaning forward to ruffle her hair affectionately. She grabbed your hand and held it.

“The teddy bears missed you too. They wont drink tea without you ‘cause it’s lonely without you here.” Nayeon let her down and she immediately ran over to the teddy bear box. Quickly, Nayeon’s hand found yours, and you squeezed her hand in reassurance as the two of you followed behind her, listening to her chatter about her bears.

It was nearing the end of your time together and Hyelin was sitting in Nayeon’s lap, pointing to the bears in a book she’d found in a basket, when the opportunity to ask her finally came up. She suddenly leaned her head back to look at Nayeon, lips frowning.

“You don’t have to leave, right? You can just stay. I’ll scoot over on my bed.” You moved closer to them, placing a hand on Nayeon’s knee, and she smiled down at Hyelin.

“Actually, we were going to ask you something today.” Curious, Hyelin moved away from Nayeon’s chest to look up at her, eyes as wide as always. “How do you feel about coming home with me and (Y/N)? We want to adopt you.” Hyelin looked shocked for a moment, mouth open and eyes darting between the two of you.

“Adopt? Is that forever?” Nayeon nodded, and you could tell that she was nervous.

“That’s right. (Y/N) and I would like to be your mommies if you want us to be.” Hyelin still looked like she was in a bit of a shock, and you felt bad that a child as young as she was had to worry about the words “adoption” and “forever”. Then she was nodding, and threw herself back into Nayeon’s arms, wrapping her arms around her tightly.

“Only if you promise to be my mommies forever and never ever leave me again.” She removed one of her arms and held up her little hand with her pinky up. “Pinky promise.” Nayeon looked on the verge of tears as she locked her pinky with the little girl’s, and then Hyelin turned to you, pinky held out. You locked your pinky with hers and leaned forward.

“We pinky promise.” Immediately, her arm wrapped around Nayeon again, as if she was afraid if she let go you’d change your mind, and Nayeon wiped a tear away before it could fall. You barely managed to keep yours in.

“You want to come today?” Hyelin nodded, and Nayeon wrapped her up in her arms and stood up, holding her tightly. “Then let’s tell Miss Min and get all your things. Is that okay?” Hyelin sat up and kept nodding, even as she reached her hands out to you. Heart soaring, you pulled her into your own arms and held her as tightly as she held you, like she was silently saying a thank you she wasn’t truly old enough to understand how to say.

“I get to keep Bear Junior?” She pointed down to the bear sitting on the floor, and Nayeon bent down to pick it up and give it to her.

“Of course. You get to keep all the things that belong to you.” She wrapped her bear in a hug too, and looked at the two of you, a sudden grin spreading over her face, like she was just understanding what was happening. “We’re going to go eat afterwards to celebrate. What’s your favorite food?” Hyelin threw an arm into the air.

“Pizza! I like pizza!” She held up the bear in her hands as well. “Bear Junior really likes pizza too. Does Giant Giant Bear like pizza?” Nayeon laughed.

“Of course he does, silly. Who doesn’t like pizza?” Hyelin shrugged her shoulders, leaning into you.

“Nobody, I guess.” Miss Min opened the door, a knowing smile on her face and a backpack full of Hyelin’s things in her hand. You looked at Hyelin, and Nayeon’s arm came up to wrap around your shoulders and pull you closer to her.

“Are you ready?” She asked, leaning her head against your shoulder. Hyelin giggled and pushed her bear forwards towards Nayeon’s face.

“Of course, silly.”

[hydrogen-news-blog]

Q&A: The Evolution of EvoS

NEV:3 pounces into action By KAYE SHEPHERD Hydrogen News Network, Reporter-at-Large

There’s a new lion king at EvoS, and her name is NEV:3. The latest feline-hybrid dominating the feeds has been touted as the ‘new face of EvoS,’ (and unlike her predecessors, she seems more interested in meeting fans than eating them). In the few short weeks since she was introduced as the latest lancer, she’s already proven herself to be a sales force to be reckoned with, dominating merchandising lines with the aggression of Rask and the kid-friendly cuteness of your neighborhood PuP-toy.

I was lucky enough to be able to sit down with NEV:3 and chat about the future of EvoS, working with Dr. Finn, and tips for taking the best SELF-Es in Atlas.

Hi, NEV:3. Did I get that pronunciation right? ‘Neve’ like Rev? Or Dev. Kev. Tev. Lev. Bev. Mev... 

Uh-huh. That’s helpful, thank you. So, you’ve been heralded as the new face of EvoS. What does that entail? A new face. And tail. <NEV:3 giggles> But also, ya know, just bringing awareness to what we’re doing at Evolution Solutions. Every other Trust is so into their secrety secrets. Like, what even goes on at Omni? Not even joking, I think every employee there is a robot.

Like Su-Ren and Tol-Ren? Wait, WHAT?! THEY’RE ROBOTS!?!? I meant metaphorically, but are you serious? 

Yeah. They’re androids. Wow. But like, I saw them holding hands the other day. They’re, like, in love?

It’s all over the feeds. See? People call them ‘Stole-ren’, because they stole our hearts away. Or something. Um. I don’t read that stuff… out loud. That is adorbs. I must be clairvoyant! I sensed the robot thing subconsciously. <NEV:3 laughs>. It must be a cat thing, because pre-transformation, there was this guy in the lab I used to talk to all the time – such a great listener – and it turns out he was just a surveillance bot that Big Boss got to monitor everyone’s productivity! I couldn’t believe it. The bot is still really sweet though. He’s got the most comforting beeps. 

But anyway! Back to your question.

Basically, I’m here now because EvoS wants everyone to know what we’re all about, ya know?

And what is EvoS all about, for the uninitiated? Well, Kaye, it’s a PuP eat PuP world out there. If EvoS has learned anything over the past century, it’s that survival is not a guarantee. Everyone in Atlas is living on finite resources and we have to be able to change with the times. 

With all of the new expansion into the Waste and the proposed reconstruction of the Hyperion gateway, things are exciting right now, but also super uncertain. We can’t know how things will change – only that they will – and we need to be prepared for that. Mega-prepared. Over-prepared.

Like, what if the world outside of Atlas was flooded, like what happened to Oceanus? Wouldn’t it be fifty thousand percent better if we all had fins right away? <NEV:3 laughs> The Doc loves asking that. It’s like, his favorite thing.

The Doc, being Dr. Finn? The one and only. Or, as he would say, the sole Doc.

Excellent impression! I can almost hear it in his voice. He’s quite a character, isn’t he? Oh, de-finn-itely. 

I can see why he enjoys your company. Duh. Everyone does. <NEV:3 giggles> 

Dr. Finn is clawsome! And he’s just being himself, ya know? I don’t know why some folks take it so purrsonally. Like Rask! Rask hates it.

Rask is intimidating. He’s a big softy at heart. We were playing catch the other day! He’s got great aim. Threw a million Rask plushes at me and just would not stop until I had to leave. I kept telling him to throw softer, but he just doesn’t know his own strength. Cute kitty.

Before we get too off-topic, you were saying earlier that we need to be over-prepared for what might come. Are there any changes coming to EvoS that we should be aware of? Preparation is just common sense! It’s like knowing your best angles and having good light before taking a SELF-E. You wouldn’t waltz in with untrimmed claws and ruffled fur and expect to take a purrfect pic, right? No! You’d put on your best face, dress up, strike a pose, and give yourself the best odds at looking amazing.

Your SELF-Es with fans have been a real success for EvoS. My fans are the best! They’re the coolest cats you can imagine – and so photogenic!  

They’re why I’m psyched that there is SO MUCH good stuff coming from EvoS soon. We’ve been experimenting with meowtstanding tech that we got from Hyperbotics, and I think our next creation will be a smash hit. Maybe even more popular than I am, if that’s pawsible. 

Tech from Hyperbotics? So you’re working on a robo-hybrid? Robo-inspired, at least. 

Ooh, I hope I don’t get in trouble for letting the cat out of the bag! I just got my Rez contract. I don’t wanna go back to just 9 lives! But I’ve been DYING to tell someone, so maybe it’s worth it.

It’s refreshing to hear what’s coming up. This is all part of a more transparent, open EvoS, right? Purrceptive! My goal is to shine a light on all the good that EvoS does for Atlas. It’s a new era filled with pawesome people and hybrids and robots and ME!

Well, thank you so much for speaking with us today. It looks like my time is up. However, I know that you wanted to take some questions from the citizens of Atlas. Would you be willing to do that right now? Meow! Errr, I mean, yes! Let me at ‘em! That sounds super fun. 

***

KingPyroJacks asks… “Mew or Meow?” Get meowt of here with that. MEOW!

Omarjairs asks… Who is your favorite band/singer? Also, if you could go on a picnic with only two other freelancers, whom would you go with, why, and what would you eat? There’s this girl-boy band called A+Lass? Have you heard of them? They’ve got this amazing nu-psi dance pop thing going on that I love. Then there’s KID-RAD. She used to be Kid Radamantium, but she got into a whole legal thing with Warbotics. So silly.

Also, I would LOVE to go on a picnic with Rask! He’s a total carnivore, so I would prob just pack some EvoSausage for him and Grow-Packs for me and hope he doesn’t scarf it all down. It’d be a super great chance for us to get to know each other, now that we’re related.

And I miss Quark! It was so fun having Quark at EvoS for a couple months. And since Rask is surprisingly fond of that one too, a picnic with the three of us would work out purrfectly.

XuShinra asks… Who is your Purrfect lancer companion? ;3 Thank you so much for asking! I think my purrfect lancer companion is Dr. Finn. (TBH, he’d be SO JELLY if I said like, literally anyone else. He’s probz mad at the picnic answer furreal).

Kiwi asks… Is Rio your enemy? *looks at you with suspicious eyes* I looooove RIO! I love all animal-kind, robo, hybrid, or anything in between. It’s not RIO’s fault that his friend is a meany.

C4SaberKing asks… Do you like cookies? Are there people who don’t!? 

Oh, wait. There’s that cult in the border-crossing that thinks sugar will melt your brain. Like, they’re not wrong, but furreal, just drink some Brain Plus! You’ll be set for life.

Outflight asks... [Are you] into sports or combat? I looooove shooting hoops. And ultimate frisky. And any other kind of ball game. Track and field – disc toss, lancer throw… I am like, super competitive. 

Mobi_ asks… Favorite dinosaur? That’s soooooo hard! I mean, I know who Big Boss would tell me to pick, but there are SO many awesome dinos. Can it be a 700-way tie between all of them? 

3k1aire asks… Pineapple on pizza or no pineapple on pizza? Why stop at pizza!? Pineapple sandwiches. Pineapple pies. Pineapple cereal. Pineapple vitamins. Pineapple water. Pineapple people. 

Oof, we should probably stop at pineapple people, actually. EvoS tried that once and it was not pretty. Very poky!

Blakadder_ asks... How much do you hate Oz? I actually had a Jimmy 6 toy that I loved. I was SO SAD about the recall. Every time I see Oz, I just want to hug him and cover him in stickers and watch him do his magic tricks. Only of his own free will, of course.

Oz, if you’re reading this, call me, mmk?

TheGamingGenome asks... What are your views on Helio Corps and it's founder, Helio? I was talking to Zuki (who is so fun! I love her), and she says Helio is a great guy, but I wouldn’t really know. He’s so BUSY. He’s basically just a red blur that zooms around Atlas. 

From what I’ve seen, Helio Corps seems to be doing good stuff. Now that those Heli-Orbs are out in the Waste, I can play with my laser-pointers all day every day without worrying about energy limits. Plus, the Helio Corps building is SUPER nice. They have this giant electro-ball thing in the lobby that makes all my fur stand up when I walk by.

HirayaCM asks... Were you born a human EvoS-ised with cat DNA or vice versa? Who'd be the better cat burglar between you and Celeste? For the cat burglaring, I’m pretty meowtstanding at stuff when I put my mind to it. Celeste would be in for some FIERCE competition.

As for my origins, I made myself. And technically, without Dr. Finn’s purrmission. He didn’t like it at first, but he came around eventually! I can be very purrsuasive. =^.^=

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183. Sonic the Hedgehog #115

Meanie in a Bottle

Writer: Benny Lee Pencils: Art Mawhinney Colors: Jason Jensen

So I haven't really been mentioning them, but in lieu of the intro pages that older issues had, lately most issues have begun instead with a full-page illustration relevant to the story content. This one is no different, except that instead of depicting something that actually happens within the issue, it reimagines Sonic as Aladdin, which is honestly very cute. The actual plot of the main story does involve a genie, but it's a very silly story, a rare thing nowadays. Fittingly, Art Mawhinney is the artist, since his style is very cartoony, but weirdly enough, we've actually got ourselves a new colorist for this issue, one Jason Jensen. I have to say, his coloring style is probably the most interesting and dynamic we've seen so far, and while it looks lovely with its more complex shading and somewhat more realistic colors, the style ultimately kind of suffers from being paired with Art's pencils. Don't get me wrong, Art isn't a bad artist by any means - how could he be, with a name like that? - but his style just clashes weirdly with Jason's colors, making for kind of a jarring combination. But enough of that, onto the story! Sonic is playing fetch with the roboticized Muttski near a lake when he accidentally throws the stick into the water. Muttski obediently jumps in after it, and Sonic, worried for his dog's safety, leaps in after him.

I find it a little interesting, his comment about hating water and the implication that he can't swim. After all, throughout the entirety of the comic 'verse so far, Sonic's and Knuckles' swimming skills have kind of been swapped, with Sonic being a decent swimmer who enjoys a nice dip in the summer, and Knuckles being the one who can't swim and is afraid of water. It seems they're finally trying to align Sonic's swimming skills with that of his game counterpart, but after so many issues depicting him swimming without a problem, it's kind of a weird, sudden loss of ability. Anyway, as soon as he grabs the bottle, it shoots him and his dog safely to the surface of the water. Upon opening the bottle, a genie shoots out, and Sonic excitedly asks if this means he gets three wishes. The genie seems annoyed by this question, and decides to give him a little "present" anyway before flying away, zapping both him and Muttski at the same time.

Sonic realizes in shock that he has quickly run out of energy while Muttski bounds ahead, and gets a checkup from Dr. Quack, who confirms his worst fears - the genie straight up swapped his and Muttski's speeds, making Sonic an ordinary runner and Muttski a supersonic robot dog. Man, what is it about this comic loving to take away Sonic's speed through random happenstance? You'd think he'd kind of be used to it by now. He dejectedly, over the next few days, tries to figure out how to control his dog, who is now racing all across Knothole at ridiculous speeds and even offering some speedy help to people in need. After a few days of these shenanigans, Sonic and Muttski are once again playing a game of fetch in the forest, when Sonic spots the same genie floating around nearby and sics Muttski on him. Muttski swallows the genie whole, because it's the best way to keep him from running (flying?) away, and Sonic promises to let the genie back out if he gets his three wishes, to which the genie irritably agrees.

Wait, Sonic! Are you serious? That's your final wish? First of all I actually kind of find it funny that his wishes in this issue were very similar to the ones at the end of Secret Rings, in that he basically uses the first two as a fix-it for all the stuff that's happened over the course of the story and uses the final one to re-trap the offending genie back into its prison, but second of all, don't you think that third and final wish could be better used on, say, world peace or something? Maybe a guaranteed defeat of Egg… man… hey, wait a second, guys! Has anyone noticed the conspicuous lack of Eggman in the past few issues? I mean, I know his city got blown up pretty hard back in StH#110, but this is a Robotnik we're talking about. He's kind of known for coming back from seemingly certain death to torment the world time and time again. No one seems concerned at all with making absolutely sure that he's gone, but I have a feeling that the destruction of Robotropolis isn't the end of Eggman's story…

The Spaz Sketchbook

Writer/Pencils: Spaz

So here we've got something quite interesting! This isn't actually a story, but rather a collection of concept art by Patrick Spaziante, for various characters and machines of issues past, scrapped concepts that never made it into print, and even a few sketches for some upcoming stories! Unfortunately I can't just post every page here - that would be way too many pictures - but they're free to look at on the Archie Sonic wiki for those who are interested in viewing the full thing. I've decided to only include a couple things here, being sketches that I found the most interesting. First up we have a concept for Rob o' the Hedge that was ultimately scrapped in favor of making him look… well… exactly like Sonic.

Seriously, this design is so much more interesting! I mean, sure he kind of still looks like a recolored Sonic OC with a few details changed to make him stand out, but let's face it, that's what basically every hedgehog looks like in the Archieverse. As it stands, this design is way more unique-looking, and has much more visual interest than just making him a slightly lighter-colored Sonic clone.

A few pages in, we have what looks like a large, segmented train of sorts, which has its description box blocked out with a large "CAUTION: SPOILER INFO" sticker plastered over it. There's obviously relevant text behind it, but only a couple of words at the beginning and end show through, giving us a tantalizing glimpse at something that might come up here in a few issues. There's some references to a scrapped arc that takes place on Mobius twenty years in the future that depicts an older, redesigned Knuckles and Julie-Su - hmm, wonder if we'll ever see anything come of that eventually? - and then some pages devoted to plans for a manga-style alternate universe that never saw the light of day, due to the Sonic Super Special series being cancelled.

I include these mostly because they're really cute! I mean, the series has already been going in a much more anime-inspired direction with its art as of late, so it's interesting to see how that has been an inspiration for the art team for quite a while, even before Ron Lim and Steven Butler started really Nihon-ing it up. We conclude with a final page in which every sketch's text is completely spoilered out, but we can take our best guess at what the art depicts just from looking at it.

Two of those designs are pretty obviously Mecha Sonic and a new Mecha Tails, meaning we might be seeing those two get roboticized sometime in the near future. As for the other robots, given their unique designs, we can safely assume that we're looking at roboticized versions of Flying Frog, Lightning Lynx, and Predator Hawk. The top left robot is a little more ambiguous, but I just cheated and looked at the wiki, which informed me that it's a roboticized Drago. Man, how did this big ol' string of roboticizations happen, huh? It's almost like Eggman might not be truly gone…

Ultimate Power (Part Two)

Writer: Ken Penders Pencils: Dawn Best Colors: Jensen

So, we can pretty safely assume that Mammoth Mogul is up to no good. Harry drops him off at the hospital in Echidnaopolis just as Lien-Da leaves the building, and he walks in, gloating in the doorway over his former enemy lying so helplessly in the middle of all the life support gear.

It's kind of amazing how in the span of barely over a dozen issues, Penders has managed to take Dimitri from a hated villain that we're certain wants to conquer the world, and rebrand him as a tired, ancient old man just trying to do the best for his people using the only means he knows. These issues have really given a much different perspective on Dimitri that we've never seen before, painting him in a much more sympathetic light and even making us root for him in some respects. After all, I know I certainly don't want him to die here, and more and more it seems like the real danger within the modern Legion is Lien-Da, with a whole hidden agenda of her own.

Unaware of the brewing catastrophe, Knuckles, Julie-Su, and the Chaotix are hanging out in a park, generally enjoying the time they have together. Knuckles explains to everyone how his fur color changed from Rad Red to Gross Green, and demonstrates some of his newfound powers by producing a bouquet of flowers from thin air, much to Julie-Su's delight. I can't say she's the type of girl who I would have expected to be so happy with flowers, but hey, I can see her maybe being touched by a gesture that's so normal, in contrast to her messed-up past. Knuckles sobers the mood up, however, by saying that he really needs to go see his father about his powers, which begs the question of why he hasn't done so before now, and leads everyone away to the Brotherhood's new, temporary place of residence, what with Haven being wrecked and all. In the Legion's own secret base within Echidnaopolis, Lien-Da converses with what appears to be her assistant, Gae-Na, about Dimitri's state of being. The base appears to be small-time, something Lien-Da has had recently set up by a few loyal underlings of her own without Dimitri's knowledge, as she discusses that if the echidna's main council votes to not go through with reunification she's ready to go through with her "backup plan." Knuckles and co. enter the temporary Brotherhood base, noting how run-down it seems in comparison, but upon heading into the main room they're met with a nasty shock on screen…

Well, I'm sure nothing but good things will come of this…

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Thought Bubble Daily Help - Dealing With Bullies

I know a lot of you do enjoy reading my thought bubble posts, idk why when really they’re just my boring thoughts throughout the day lol. But I thought I’d start this new thing where I give you advice on the daily, seeing as a lot of you are quite young and I do get people asking me for advice a lot, so I thought this would be a good way to help you guys out :)

Today’s topic for advice is how to deal with bullies. I myself was very badly bullied, all the way from junior school up to college, so I have some experience in how to handle certain situations. Well, I say “experience” but at the time I really had no idea how to handle them, it’s only now that I realise what to do and what not to do when it comes to bullies. I only wish I’d have had a guide book or something back then, to tell me the stuff that I know now. But sadly that was not the case, which is why I came up with this idea to write a post every day to help you lovely lot, who are possibly going through similar situations yourselves at this time, and this can be your guide book in a sense, aren’t you lucky? I was inspired by a book called ‘All I Know Now’ by the lovely Carrie Hope Fletcher. Thank you for inspiring me!

Well, shall we get to the point of today’s post? How to deal with the bullies. I was bullied in primary school, secondary school and college, but the time that stands out the most is secondary school. That was when it was particularly bad, I was tripped in the playground, had my pants pulled down in the middle of PE in front of everyone (including cute boys), had my clothes stolen in the PE changing rooms and had to walk around the locker room in a towel searching for them, called many names, spat on, etc. You get the point, it was bad. But I’m going to talk about a time that stands out the most to me. Usually when the bullying happened I just turned my back and ignored it (until I got home at the end of the day where I’d go into my bedroom and cry until I felt better), but this one time I didn’t ignore it, I acted (not in a bad way, keep reading)

So I wasn’t having a particularly good day, the only one friend I had in school wasn’t in that day, so I was very worried to be on my own with the bullies. During registration I got called to the head of year’s office, so I quickly darted out of the registration room unnoticed, leaving my bag behind. The head didn’t want much, I had been to him earlier that week (after that one friend I mentioned earlier convinced me to talk to him about the bullying), he was just checking in really, to see if I’d had anymore trouble. I mentioned that there had been some, but not quite as bad (I will actually talk about something rather unexpected that happened a bit later on), he dismissed me back to registration and when I returned I found that my bag, books and homework planner had all been thrown about all across the room, pages torn out of the books, my most prized possession (my original Apple iPod) was resting on the windowsill outside of the classroom (yes, it was sitting OUTSIDE for anyone to just take) and when I came back inside to take a seat, sharp glances and snotty giggles could be seen and heard from pretty much every kid in the room (the teacher wasn’t there at that moment, which I guess is how they managed to get away with this)

Now, if I hadn’t made my one friend and I was still the shy loner girl who got very upset about bullying, I’d have ignored my bag, lonely iPod and ruined books and sat down in the corner alone, probably covering my face so I could cry a bit. But this friend had given me strength, she had made me feel much better about myself and made me more confident. I didn’t confront the kids, all I did was kneel down on the floor in front of everyone, picking up my bag and torn books. It was actually kind of horrifying, as the class all just sat in silence and watched me gather up my things, but I didn’t say anything nor did I really care, I picked up my stuff with pride. To my surprise, two young lads who were sat nearest to where my bag had been dropped started helping me pick it up, and after that a few of the other kinder kids helped too, a girl even opened up the window and fetched my iPod back inside for me. When I sat back down in my seat the girl in front of me leaned to me and said “the boys in this class are dicks, just ignore them, we’re not here for much longer” (we were in year 10 at that point) That obviously made me feel better but it also shocked me quite a bit. The kids were suddenly being nice to me! But I knew that nice girl in front of me was right, the boys in our form class were, in fact, rather big meanies. And I’d had enough of them, quite frankly. There were three boys in particular who bullied me more than anybody else (one of these boys was actually my first school girl crush, even though he was pretty mean to me for most of our school years, but girls he was honestly a very gorgeous boy, a bit TOO gorgeous for a 14 year old British school boy) and up to that point I hadn’t given our head of year any names on who had bullied me, so at break time I decided to return to him and give him the names of those three boys.

Later on in the week, myself and the three boys were called out of registration by our head of year and taken to an empty English class room “for a talk”, I was actually quite worried, was this going to make things worse? Were these three boys going to bully me worse than before? What happened next shocked me, our head of year said “these three boys have something that they would like to say to you” The first boy pulled out a letter, and he began reading aloud a fully fledged apology. The second boy handed me a box of chocolates and hugged me, apologising as he did so. The third boy (this one being the boy I had a gigantic and disgusting crush on) handed me a sweet Winnie The Pooh card, inside it read “I’m very sorry for what I did to you, I know how it feels to be called names and I really regret doing what I did” this came as a huge surprise to me, obviously after I had given names the head of year had a word with the boys, but to this day I still don’t know if he had told them to write letters, cards and give me chocolates, or if that part was off their own back, but either way after that, things calmed down. There was still the odd name calling every now and then, but it wasn’t nearly as bad after I had come forward and told somebody, and it also wasn’t the same three boys who I had turned in! They were much nicer to me after that, in fact at one point a boy in registration started calling me names, and the boy I was crushing on who had given me the Winnie The Pooh card shouted at the top of his voice “LEAVE HER ALONE!” The entire classroom fell silent, and the boy just whispered “sorry” and walked away, the cute boy gave me a smile and we had a nice conversation. So, shall we get to a point here? Please, if you are being bullied, don’t shy away and cry at home alone, try to make friends, maybe you’ll be lucky enough to find a friend who will give you the courage to stand up and tell someone what’s been going on, and maybe you’ll keep that friend many years down the line, that one friend I had is still my best friend to this day, over ten years after we have left school. I know it sounds a little silly, the whole concept of “if you don’t stop I’m telling!” But really, look what happened when I finally did it! I got some heartfelt apologies, some free yummy chocolates and even made friends with the cute blonde boy (did I mention he was blonde? Yeah… that part is quite important, he had blue eyes as well), please guys and gals, if you are being bullied, step forward and tell somebody. A teacher, preferably. Though it may not seem like it they can actually help you, and you may find your final year of school being relatively stress free and you’ll have more friends than you can count with your fingers.

Don’t suffer in silence, folkes! Step up and let somebody know, and you may be surprised. I mentioned earlier too (sorry, this is dragging on a bit, I’ll make these next parts shorter I promise!) that I was also bullied when I got to college, the first day is always scary, but you have to know that basically everyone else in the room is feeling just as scared as you are. I came to find that my class was all girl, so naturally there was a lot of drama, but I myself was the target girl. I was picked on a lot by the others, which is never good, but this time I didn’t sit in silence for three and a half years before finally speaking up, I stood up for myself, but at this point I upset one of my bullies greatly and then I was the one who got into trouble. So, in this situation, we have learnt that the best thing you can do is just tell somebody that you’re being bullied. It will more than likely lead to better things for you, and maybe even a new friend!

University was different, as I mentioned before, first days (well, first anything, really) are quite nerve-racking, and in university you’re sent to a large lecture hall on your first day, with various different groups of students all there to study different subjects. It’s not like your average school classroom with about twenty other students in the room, it’s a huge room with about double that, so it’s doubley scary, but don’t let that put you off! Our professor got us to do an exercise where we had a sheet of paper with different things written in boxes like “I was born in 1991” or “I enjoy reading” that sort of thing, and we had to go around the room asking different students if they were into books or born in 1991 (and a lot of other different questions), and we had to get them to sign in the appropriate boxes, this activity really helped calm my nerves, surprisingly, and I met quite a lot of nice people.

I made friends with a really nice girl at university almost instantly and I stuck with her a lot of the time, but one day she wasn’t in as her young daughter was quite ill and she had to take her to the doctors (she was alright, she was only three years old and got colds quite a lot), but I was in a state of panic, much like that one day in school when my one friend wasn’t there and I was scared to be alone, but this time it was much different. Two nice girls sat beside me in the lecture hall and we had a nice chat, at lunch time they invited me along to the library to join their study group who were all also very nice, so it wasn’t quite as scary as I’d imagined it was going to be.

I guess my closing point is this; speak up if you are being bullied, you may find things getting much easier for you in the long run. Also, if you are planning on going to university, I can assure you that the students there will be much more mature and it will be a lot easier to make some friends.