#HE DOESNT EVEN SOUND NERVOUSLY EXCITED HE JUST SOUNDS SAD

[sunflowercider]

Me: -giggling and kicking my feet as Suho and Javier mercilessly tease each other-

Novel:

"Ugh. I really did not expect to be married off to Her Majesty without a chance to process anything, within two weeks after I returned."

Me:

[caelisblade]

¡! dare you | marius von hagen

cw; shy reader, fem aligned pet names such as princess, good girl, etc., breeding kink (obviously), implied somnophilia but it doesnt happen, marius is obessed with you in lingerie <3, oral (f recieving)

“come onnnnn”, your best friend whined, begging you to call your boyfriend and tease him over a phone call. you, on the other hand, were persistent not to do it.

“i already said no”, you replied, not wanting to bother marius on his only day off in a week. “he’s already exhausted with work, i don’t want to bother him.”

“i’m sure you calling his clingy ass won’t bother him. in fact, i think he needs that”, she tried to convince you.

it took her another five minutes of trying to get you to call him until you finally caved. “okay okay, it’s ringing!”, you gave in, putting the phone on speakerphone.

“hey sweetheart”, marius picked up.

“hey… what are you doing? where are you?”, you asked him confused, hearing loud music from the background.

“i’m at a party. i’m sorry, i didn’t invite you, i just figured since you don’t like ‘em, i’ll just get here for a bit and leave”, he replied, his voice was quite happy. your best friend next to you was grinning, knowing she was right with the fact that he would be thrilled talking to you.

“no no, that’s alright! you don’t have to explain yourself.”

“so? what is my princess up to tonight?”, he asked then. you looked at your friend, who motioned you to finally start teasing him. you grinned, biting your nail in excitement.

“i’m just sipping some wine a friend had given me a few days ago .. just in a robe and alone. and i just missed you a bit and was thinking how sad it is that i’m all alone right now”, you replied, your friend grinning at that reply. “i cleaned my apartment, was relaxing in a warm bath ‘n everything.”

“mhm.. sounds good darling. don’t think i don’t know what you’re trying to do, sweetheart. i’m coming over. i’ll be there in ten”, marius said before he hung up. you were unable to say anything, not even a bye.

“maybe you shouldn’t have told him you were all alone”, your best friend giggled before she got up. “come on, we don’t have much time to get you ready.” she pulled you up on your feet and pushed you into your bedroom before she threw one of the lingerie sets she had bought you once she found out about you and marius dating. the ones you never wore because you were too shy to.

“does this have to be?”, you asked, hesitating to wear the revealing pieces of clothing your best friend gave you.

“yes, sweetie, it does. trust me, you’re not going to regret it once he’s all over you. i’m heading out, have fun and don’t do anything i wouldn’t!”, she yelled on her way out of your apartment. you were pacing back and forth in your apartment, not sure what to expect of your boyfriend. you knew he was always open about the things he likes to do to you in the bedroom when you were alone but you weren’t.

you flinched when you heard your apartment’s door opening, remembering that marius had a key to get inside. you were nervously sitting on your bed, already awaiting your boyfriend to barge in.

“hi baby”, he greeted you sweetly, eyes widening at the dark red set you were wearing for him and he was basically staring at you with an open mouth for a moment, taking in your beauty.

“you look absolutely gorgeous, baby”, he groaned, immediately coming up next to you before he sat down next to you, pulling you in for a heated kiss. “god, i can’t wait to rip this off your body.”

“don’t ruin it, yeah? it was a gift”, you pouted, arms around his neck and pulling him in closer for another kiss.

“i’ll buy you another one”, he replied, rolling his eyes. “i’ll buy you all the lingerie you could possibly want; just let me rip them off of you when you wear them for me, baby.”

“you’re impossible”, you laughed.

“come on, baby, don’t tease me anymore. get on my lap, now”, he mumbled, wanting you to face the mirror on your wardrobe, right across the bed. “i want to make you feel good like you deserve.”

you immediately did as he wanted, watching yourself sitting on his lap, his legs caging yours and making it unable for you to spread them any wider than needed. he was slowly rubbing his finger over the wet patch on your panties, smirking at how wet you were already. you let your head fall down on his shoulder, the nervousness prior to his arrival had distracted you from how needy you actually were.

“look at us, sweetheart, look at how good you look sitting on your throne”, he praised, slowly pulling the fabric down your legs. “you deserve to feel so good, baby, i want to make you shake and come for me over and over until you beg me to stop. i want to fill you up until we’re both sweaty and you are full of my cum. how does that sound?”

your eyes rolled back at the memory of him promising to make you feel that good for the first time. you remember being unable to walk for the following day and how sensitive to every single, even the gentlest touch you were.

“please”, you mumbled. “please, make me feel good.”

the moment those words left your lips, you whined when he slid a finger inside, you subconsciously trying to close your legs again. “don’t you dare close those legs”, he warned, tone sharp. “keep. them. open. and look at yourself. don’t you dare look away. look at how gorgeous you look right there, on my lap, on your throne as i make you feel good, hm, sweetheart?”

“marius, please”, you whined, head leaning against his shoulder as you faced him. “please.”

you placed your hand on the back of his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as he continued teasing you with his finger buried inside of you; making you moan softly.

“please what, angel? don’t be shy. give me your words. i don’t care how filthy your desires are. tell me exactly what you want and i’ll give it to you”, he whispered, a smirk on his lips as he saw your desperate expression.

“i want you to fuck me. i want you to fuck me like every single time you did before. i want you to fuck me until i’m dripping with your cum, a total mess from how good you fuck me every. single. time”, you suddenly dropped the bomb with your needs and fantasies, marius even was shocked for a moment by your bluntless before he – again – smirked and he lifted you up from his lap and laid you down on top of your bed; immediately crawling on top of you, his necklace with the ‘Z’ dangling in front of you and it had you in a trance–like state for a moment as he chuckled.

“eyes up here, angel”, he whispered, leaning down to place gentle and soft kisses over your neck, collarbones and pulling down the fabric of the teasing lingerie on your body, revealing your nipples to the cool air of the room, immediately hardening before he latched his lips on one and started pinching the other with his fingers, giving you all the attention imaginable.

“you’re so beautiful, angel. you look so gorgeous when i make you lose your mind.”

you already felt so overwhelmed with the way he was showing you his appreciation and pure love for you. “marius, please, i need you”, you whimpered, hands grabbing his shirt as you pulled it off his body.

“oh, my sweet, sweet angel”, he mumbled, kissing down your body as he finally reached your panties, slowly and teasingly pulling on the fabric before letting it snap against your skin again and again, making you whimper. “you’re so beautiful. i love you so much.”

he finally lifted your hips, pulling the panties off your body, leaving all naked underneath him before he finally latched his lips on your clit, sucking on the sensitive nub. the soft, breathy moan you let out had him smile, licking up your hole.

“mhm, such a good girl. you‘re my good girl, aren‘t you baby?“, he whispered, having your eyes roll back in pleasure as he gets you so close to the edge, just moments before he has you quivering in pleasure, trembling and shaking as you whimper his name over and over like a mantra.

“you did so well for me, princess. i‘m so proud of you”, he mumbled, slowly kissing up your body again before he pulled down his own pants and underwear, jerking his cock to get himself fully hard and smirking.

“mh? you want my cock, sweet angel?”, marius whispered softly, rubbing his tip against your clit. “you want me to bury my cock deep inside of your pretty pussy and make you feel good?”

you could only nod, holding onto him tightly. “please. please fuck me.”

“oh, sweetheart, you‘re so desperate, aren‘t you?”, he mumbled against your neck, slowly aligning his tip with your hole, groaning as your tight folds engulfed his tip. “goodness, you‘re so tight. haven‘t i fucked you properly yet, angel? still not used to my size?”

he was mocking you as he slowly eased inside of you, your walls clenching around him like a vice and you were digging your nails into his back.

“don‘t- don‘t tease, marius. i need you so bad”, you whined.

“god, you‘re so incredible. so tight and warm around me, baby. you need me so bad, don‘t you? need me to fuck you, as hard as possible, bend you over as i want and manhandle you around like you‘re nothing but my own personal whore, don‘t you, angel? don‘t worry. you‘ll get this. you‘ll get it all”, he promised, once buried deep inside of you, he started immediately with a rough pace; hands on your hips as he holds you tightly and not allowing you to move even an inch.

“fuck, baby, please”, he grunted out. “please. i need you to come around me. i need you to cover my cock in your slick. come for me, sweet angel. let loose and make yourself feel good on my cock”, he grunted againt your ear.

“oh, god”, you cried out, coming around him almost on the spot as he ordered you to; also inducing his own orgasm as he finally groaned at how good he felt, body relaxing and his come filling you up to the brim.

“incredibe”, you murmured as he pulled you into his arms, hugging you from behind as he slowly comforted you and helped you get your breathing under control.

“i love you. so fucking much”, he admitted, as he does every single time he fucks you thoroughly; a smile on your lips.

“i love you, too”, you whispered, your eyes fluttering shut before you finally fell asleep in his arms, happy and content and unaware of the fact that marius was still planning on ravaging you more once you were awake again.

or maybe he‘ll indulge in your fantasy of fucking you awake once in your life.

[queenofwerewolves]

Future Hope - chapter 1.5 - Practice Makes Perfect

Our heroes didnt get their powers and knew from night to day how to manage them, especially those who had physical changes to their body. Our soon-to-be heroes were all reunited in Maria's house, they had planed to spend the afternoon practing and exploring their new limits and abilities, all helping eitch other.

They decided since Griff had the biggest change, they would focus on him first. At the moment they were out in backyard, eitch one giving suggestions on what to begin first.

"Pick us all up at once with your new muscles!" Said Muffin excitedly. "That's still too light! Pick us all up plus Maria's car" Said Spike, chewing once again on a bubblegum.

"You all leave Hellride out of this!" Maria responded angrily. "That car was expensive as fuck and I refuse to go back to a life of Ubers!" She crossed her arms, indignified.

"You named your car?" Kip answered from high up a tree branch, as cats do. "I name all my belongings, what of it?" Maria answered. "And they're all cool names, too".

"Hellride? Really?" Spiked scoffed. "Because she rides fast as Hell! Look can we get back on track and find something for Griff to test his strenght?!" Maria answered nervously with a touch of embarrassment.

"Unless we find an Indiana Jones boulder for him to spin on his finger like a damn basketball we arent gonna get any damn progress!" Spike shouted back.

Maria sighed and shook her head. "I hate it when you have a point.." Griff nervously scratched the back of his head. "There must be something we can do.." He quietly mumbled out.

"I got it!" Muffin shouted, they all turned to face her. "I forgot Im a fairy! I can just poof something up!" She said excitedly. Everyone stared at her with either a confused or shocked look.

"..How... Do you FORGET that you're a fairy?!" Spike blurted out nervously. "You have fucking wings! How does one forget they have huge pink glittery wings?!"

Muffin just shrugged.

Maria smiled wide. "OK Muffin, give us something huge and heavy for Griff to use!" Muffin nodded and grabbed her wand which had a muffin on the tip. "Wand cook, beat and bake! Give us a big large and tasty cupcake!" She waved her wand and out appeared from a bunch of pink glittery smoke, a nearly two-story house tall chocolate cupcake.

"... Why a cupcake..?" Blink asked as she peeked behind her mask, in slight awe and wanting to secretly a bite out of it. "I can only make sweets!" Muffin said with a shy tone. "Im not a fighter like you guys, I only want to make people happy and eat candy!"

"That is certainly the biggest pastry I've ever seen! So large and beautiful, I bet tasty as well!" "Not to mention DIABETIC AS HELL!!! We could die from a heart attack eating that! Or worse, we could get fat! Even fatter! And become even uglier then we already are! This is too overwealming I need a nap!"

Rooko and Rooki suddenly spoke, almost taking everyone off guard on how their friend Rook is suddenly two split personalities now based on the Youtube character ENA, one is always happy while the other is always sad, and depending on the situation they can go Manic or Miserable.

"OK Griff, show us what you can do!" Maria shouted excitedly. Without missing a second, Griff bent over and gripped the edge of the massive cupcake, after struggling a bit he slowly but surely, lifted the entire thing over his head, smiling proudly.

His friends cheered and applauded proudly. Feeling satisfied, he dropped the cupcake and dusted the chocolate crumbs off his hands and fur. "Yokusei!" He shouted, and with a naruto-like smoke poof, he turned back to his human self. Maria ran and hugged him tightly, which Griff embraced and hugged back with a slight twirl.

"Griff you were amazing!!" Maria said with a proud tone, Griff slightly blushed pink at the small punk girl and her excitement. "Oh shucks, it was nothing.." He said with a shy tone.

"Well, and seems we concluded Griffin's training." Togekiss said as they took a sip of tea. "He jump twice as high as a two-story house, his punches and kicks can knock down brick walls and possibly more if we werent limited on objects to test it with, he can hear twice as much then a dog could with his ears, and his sense of smell is impecable. Truly Griff is a strong asset to our team."

"I can only train my powers at night.." Said Spooks, holding an umbrella to protect her from the sun, now that it injures her. "Muffin's power is only sweet making. Togekiss has exceptional I.Q and can see simulations in the future like Garnet in Steven Universe, along with their strong telekenisis, and Kip simply draws whatever she desires, whether alive or not and it becomes a reality... That means it's Rook's turn to show us what she can do" She finished.

"Wonderful! It's our time to shine!" "I-I-I not ready! Everyone's gonna laugh at us! I-I might piss myself in fear!" "Oh pull yourself together dear! Our friends wont laugh at us!" "How do we know that?! They're just waiting to correct us on a dumb mistake!!!"

Rook's body shook and twitched as her eyes turned to static, suddenly her entire eyes turned black with a blue iris, she turned Miserable.

"They're gonna laugh and point at our foolish selves, we're gonna be so embarrassed that we'll wish that the Earth will swallow us whole and just fucking kill us now!! Go ahead! Laugh at us and our misfortune!!!"

"ooh shit" Maria said. "can someone calm her down?"

Rook's eyes change to regular as her Miserable side went away. "No need my good Queen! We are completly fine! Now prepare to be dazzled as we show you all what we can do!" q

Rook pulled out a harry potter-like wooden wand, waved it around. "Bloom and Blossom and protect who I love! Rise my pretties, rise high and above!" Rooki shot an orange light at the grass, which made dozens of flowers bloom and grow around Spike and Blink.

"This is only one of my tricks! It's a shield that protects them from almost anything! My main weakness is fire, because while plants are beautiful, they are also sadly very, very flammable"

"Cool." Said Spike before using his bat to aggressivly hit the flowers and the vines aside so he and Blink could leave.

"M-M-My turn I guess!" Rook took hold of the wand and waved it in circles. "Razzle Dazzle Shine and Show, make their body move it low!" Rooko shot a blue light at Spooks, which made unwillingly and uncontrolably start dancing and as the spell said, make her go low.

"O-OH GOD SOMEONE MAKE IT STOP I DONT LIKE HOW MY BUTT IS MOVING THIS MUCH!!" She shouted in desperation as she made a split and moved it even lower.

"M-My deal is with music! I-It works as a way of distraction o-or hypnosis and it lasts for 30 minutes un-le-less I say otherwise! I-I know it's a sucky power!"

"OK COOL CAN I STOP DANCING PLEASE IM GETTING A CRAMP!!!" Yelled Spooks, practically begging. Rooko flicked her wand and Spooks fell on the ground, panting. "OH MY POOR HAMSTRINGS THEY ACHE!!" She yelled in utter pain, meanwhile Maria and Spike were absolutely losing it.

"O-OH GOD MY STOMACH HURTS-" Said Spike in between laughter.

"OK you guys cool it" Said Blink. "It's our turn to practice now. We're the only ones who use regular weapons." She said drawing her sword and positioning her mask back in place.

"O-OK! OK!" Maria said getting up, she pulled out a small staff and whipped it, making it stretch out wide into a full, large red and black scythe, with a rose print on the blade. Spike spun his bat and spat his gum out.

"So. Who's ass Im kicking first?" Said Spike. "Wait on second thought this might be unfair." Said Blink. "Me and Maria had blades while Spike has a bat, maybe we should-"

Before she could finish, Spike swung his bat and hit Blink sword, knocking it out of her hand before kicking her back at the ground. Blink fell back hard before she could even process what happen, dumbfounded but angry, she snarled. "Oh it's on now Motherfucker." She extended her hand and the sword flew back to her hand, as she charged towards Spike, who moved out of the way as soon as Blink swung her sword, which if he hadnt been for Maria's scythe, would have sliced her right up.

"Dude! Chill! This is a pratice!" Maria spoke as both of their blades were against eitch other. Blink hopped and flipped over her and landed on a tree branch, croutching like a ninja. She put her hands together and in a small puff of smoke and disappeared. Spike and Maria were back to back, ready to counterattack Blink, what they didnt expect was for her to attack from underground.

Buring up from the dirt, she got both of them off their feet and charged after Spike, who barely managed to regain his balance before his using bat his block Blink's sword. A back and forth of clash-clings-and-clangs between metal begun, one attacking the other but eitch blocking every attack again and again.

Spike ducked a sword slash and roundhouse kick Blink's leg, which was effective since she's practically a ninja. She backflipped back on her feet and kept attacking swiftly. But a sudden scythe blade cut in between them, stopping the fight.

"That's enough!!!" Maria shouted. "You both are gonna end up hurting yourselves or eitch other! im ending it now!!"

"Oh what the hell dude?!" Blink shouted indignified. "I was about to beat him!!" "Oh please." Answered Spike. "Was that the best you could do? Sakura could do a better job kicking my ass" He scoffed. They began to argue loudly, genuinely angry at eitch other.

"THAT"S ENOUGH!!!!" Maria shouted, making them, and everyone else look at her.

"It doesnt matter would win that fight! This was a practice and not a competition!! The point of us being a team and getting powers in the first place was for all of us to make the world a better place, but the only way that can happen is if all of us work together!! As a team!!!"

They stood in silence, listening to her talk and set them straight.

"As cheesy as that sounds, it's true!! We shouldnt fight eitch other like this, you're not just my friends, we're all friends with eitch other! We all go along well and we know that, that's why I got you all together, because no one can bond better in a team then all of us together!!!"

"... She's right." Togekiss added, walking towards them. "We all started as simple individuals with free time on a website, but we all shared common interests, we grew closer.. And suddenly like that, we all became friends.. A family, if you will."

"We take care of eitch other and look out for one another." Said Spooks.

"Just like how you all did for me.. When I almost died. Almost died because of the shit and violent world we live in." Maria said.. With a slight crack in her voice.

"You're bringing in the same violence that almost killed me.. So please.. Please stop fighting.. We're all in this together.. Right..?"

Spike and Blink dropped their weapons and hugged Maria, and everyone else joined in as well.

"You're right, we're sorry Queen." Said Spike. "We got overwhealmed and we didnt mean it. We wont fight again, because you're right." Added Blink.

"We only have eitch other in this world, and if we want to change it we have to stick together, just like you said." Spike said one more time.

"And we wont let you down.. We promise.." Griff finished, with everyone agreeing with what he said.

And so they stayed for a moment, embraced within eitch other in a group hug. A family isnt perfect, there will be disagreements, but a good bond will always overcome those disagreements, and that's what they had, a good bond.

A bond that's practically unbreakable and untaintable. A bond that will soon be ready, and fight together to make the world a better place.

A bond that will the world's Future Hope..

[msiopao]

The One Where Yeontan Doesn’t Understand Anything

pairing: tae x nobi

summary: yeontan doesnt know korean so he just barks when he sees his mom and dad being happy

squeals and laughter echoed throughout the entire dorm as yeontan came over for a visit and he pounced on nobi, licking her at every chance. he yipped happily and let out cute little whines whenever she turned her gaze away from him, angry that mom wasn’t paying attention to him. he was dressed in a hoodie she got him a few days ago and his baby ears were safely tucked inside the hood that was over his head.

“aigoo, tannie, you’re so cute,” she cooed. “My little darling.”

tae leaned against the wall by the kitchen as he watched her cradle their puppy in her arms. she sat on the floor and leaned against the couch, petting the calming boy down since his energy was slowly running out with her rubs behind his ears. yeontan had his head laid on her chest, unmoving and eyes fluttering open and close. he saw his dad and his eyes fully opened, barking at his direction.

this got her attention as she turned her head away from the tv and met tae’s gaze. her eyes crinkled when she smiled. “hey, tae.”

he approached the two and sat beside her, wrapping an arm around her. “hello, bunny.”

yeontan whined softly and raised his head when he felt his mom shift but contently placed it back down when she just moved closer to tae’s chest.

“has he been calm?” he asked, rubbing the paw yeontan had hanging out.

she nodded. “my darling is so well-behaved, aren’t you?” her baby voice made tae’s uwu meter combust inside. she continued cooing at the puppy, constantly remarking how much she loved him and how cute he was.

“y-yah, kura. what about me?” he whined at the lack of affection he was supposed to be getting.

nobi giggled before looking up at at him, giving his jaw a peck. “you’re adorable too, tae.”

although this wasn’t the first time she’s given him affections like these, he still couldn’t get used to it. the tips of his ears burned red and he suddenly felt suffocated.

“a-ah,” he stuttered. “not as you, though.” he awkwardly replied before kissing her forehead.

the 3 sat there in silence, the low volume of the show not really catching their attention. with nobi petting tannie and tae gently massaging her waist, it was a comfortable atmosphere that they gladly occupied. but a growl from her stomach caused it to be broken.

an embarrassed look overtook her face and tae chuckled at her reaction. yeontan seemed startled by the sudden loud noise because he quickly sat up, eyes looking everywhere.

“it’s okay, tannie. ma is just hungry,” she reassured. even though the dog didn’t know korean, it doesn’t stop her from talking to him anyways.

“after that,,,, fiasco,,,, i think we’d have to order delivery,” tae suggested. a harsh sigh escaped from her as she was reminded by that terrible memory.

“yah, don’t bring that up again, please. it took me so long for jin-hyung to finally let me use the microwave without blowing it up.”

tae got up to make a phone call for the delivery so nobi and yeontan were left on the floor. he seemed to wake up fully and she was playing around with him, tickling him and giving him kisses everywhere. He was happy with the amount of attention he was getting and he jumped on her stomach when she laid on her back. excited yips and licks to her chin was enough to put a smile on her face and forget about everything in the world.

she wrapped her arms around the little boy and sat up, letting him nuzzle his furry face into her neck. as tae hung up, he went back to the living room and saw two of the most important people in his life. 

he sat down behind her and rested his chin on the shoulder opposite of where yeontan was at and he wrapped his arms around her waist, right hand running through yeontan’s fur. nobi hummed and leaned back so she leaned against his chest and yeontan gave her a lazy lick before nuzzling back.

“he’s growing up so fast, tae.”

he could hear the sadness in her tone and he agreed, feeling like it was just yesterday he went and got her their baby. nearly 3 years has passed and he still cannot believe how much he’s changed.

“he brought me out of that hole. when i thought everything went dark, he was that sliver of light between the clouds. my baby,” she whispered.

the main reason he got her yeontan was because she hit rock bottom and with the tour, she had no chance or time to let it all out. once they got back home, tae made sure he got everything ready and he walked into her bedroom, holding the puppy and seeing her shock and surprised reaction.

tears from the overwhelming feeling from tour.

but also tears from the happiness of having Yeontan.

“the food should be here in 15 minutes. what do you want to do for now?” he asked.

“well, it’s been a while since we’ve given him a bath ourselves.”

tae smiled at her soft grin. “i dont know if my mom gave him a bath already but we can do it.”

“i can go set everything up,” she offered before standing up and handing the squirming puppy back to tae.

he raised a paw and moved it up and down as a wave. “say bye bye to mami, tannie. say bye bye!”

she turned around by the hallway with her hands on her hips and tried to look serious but a smile broke through. “yah, don’t make it sound like i’m leaving forever.”

yeontan barked and he struggled to get out of tae’s hold to run to her but tae held on tighter and nuzzled his face into the soft fur. “she’ll be back, tannie.”

nobi went to the closet next to the bathroom and grabbed a small towel and the robe that was specifically for yeontan. next, she went to her room to get him a new set of clothes. it was a black and white hawaiian shirt that she picked up a few weeks ago when she went shopping with jungkook.

she rummaged through the cabinet under the sink for his shampoo before finding the familiar pink bottle and shouting for tae to bring the puppy in.

“coming!” he yelled back.

taehyung pushed the slightly open door so that him and yeontan could get through. nobi’s face lit up when she saw her baby and she took him from tae’s arms so that he could close the door. yeontan licked her hand as she tried to pet him behind the ears and he nudged his nose to hers.

“come here, tannie.”

together, they bathed the dog and it was filled with bubbles being thrown everywhere and water being sprayed to each other. yeontan kept wiggling to get the water off of him and caused his parents to get soaked with the excess water.

“yah! yeontan! stay still!” she shrieked with a laugh that echoed throughout the bathroom.

the boy barked in defiance before continuing to wiggle and walk around. nobi exasperatedly tried to follow him so she can wash the soap off of his fur but yeontan wanted to prolong bath time.

“tannie, let’s finish so you can be warm again, hm?” tae asked and caused yeontan to stop and sit still.

nobi’s eyes widened and an outraged and betrayed expression crossed her face. “yah, that’s not fair! you like papa more than me!”

tae laughed, “no. he likes mami because she buys him more clothes.”

damn right, she does. and when yeontan finally allowed her to wash him, he excitedly moved his hands and feet excitedly as she held him up in the air for tae to dry him off with the towel. the cute, white robe for dogs hugged him perfectly and nobi squealed at him. she got her phone from the sink and took a few pictures.

“wah, yeontan you’re so cute! my baby!” she cooed and yeontan happily barked at the sweet tone his mom was giving him. even though he doesn’t actually understand what she was saying, just her giving him attention was enough to make him happy.

in the middle of drying, the doorbell rang and tae got up to go get it since it was probably the food. once he was dry enough, she got yeontan to wear his clean shirt.

“okay, baby. through this arm and next, through this arm.” she guided his paws through the arm holes and when he was dressed, he bounded out of the bathroom and into the living room where tae was setting up the food.

he saw yeontan and picked him up to place him on his lap, waiting for you to change your clothes and come sit across him. there was fried chicken, jajjangmyeon, and cheese balls.

“wah, this looks really good,” she drooled as she snapped the chopsticks to mix the noodles.

tae took some meat of the chicken before feeding it to yeontan, who happily munched on it. nobi gave him a napkin to held wipe the crumbs off of yeontan’s fur and the puppy froze, allowing his dad to wipe him.

seeing the interaction, nobi placed her chopsticks down and bit her lip, hesitant to bring it up. but she has been thinking about it for a while and it’s something she wants to hear his opinion on.

“tae,” she called and he looked up to meet her eyes. “should we.... should we have another one?”

tae cocked his head slightly to the side, confusion evident on his face. “what are you talking about?”

she cleared her throat, “another baby. yeontan’s growing up really fast and he’s turning 3 soon. i just thought that with another one, he wouldn’t be so lonely and he would like it if he has someone with him.”

there was a fat silence and nobi nervously fiddled with her fingers, not exactly sure what she was so anxious about. she just wanted another puppy.

tae chuckled after a minute of thinking. “gosh, bunny. you make it sound like you want a child.”

surprised, she met his eyes before she too, laughed at the way her request sounded. “it did, didn’t it?”

“but, if you want, we could. we’re not that busy right now so it might be a good time to get another one. i can make a few phone calls and see if we can get one.”

she let out a happy shout and resisted the urge to reach over the table and hug the life out of tae. yeontan didn’t know what was going on but he saw the smiles his mom and dad had so he just barked loudly, showing his own happiness.

“you want a sibling, tannie? you want a baby brother? or sister?” nobi excitedly asked and yeontan let out squeaks randomly.

“don’t get too excited, nobi. with this whole thing going on, it might take a while to get a hold of some breeders,” tae warned but she just smiled at him.

“doesn’t matter. i’m just happy that we get to add another member to our family.”

a/n: im having puppy fever

[patrocool]

i.

It was early morning in Financial District. Commuters bustled around the siblings as they exited the subway station onto William Street. The pair stopped abruptly in front of the shop just outside of the station, much to the dismay of a woman behind them, who nearly ran into them with a curse.

Sarah Jacobs had worked hard to get to this point. And damn it, she was proud of herself. Sure, it didnt look like a lot right now- a tiny little hole in the wall right next to the entrance to the A and C train that was probably about the size of her bedroom in her tiny Manhattan apartment- but it was hers and she was proud to own the place.

Davey held up the key with a soft smile. "Planning on going in any time soon?" He asked lightly. She grinned as she took the key from his fingers and unlocked the door, stepping in. It was musty, dusty, dirty, and a bit stuffy, but none of that mattered. What mattered was what it was going to look tomorrow, and then the next day, and the day after that.

She clapped her hands together and set down her bag of cleaning supplies. "We've got a lot of work to do, Davey!"

ii.

Davey carefully placed the finishing touches on the flowers in stock, making them look nice in their holders. He stepped back, hands on his hips, and smiled. He turned to watch his sister as she carefully wrote the last few things on her chalkboard behind the counter.

The store looked perfect. Picturesque, to the point where Davey wouldnt be surprised if photographers came in looking for the perfect picture. Sarah set down her chalk and brushed her fingers off on her apron. She turned, nervously brushing stray hairs behind her ears, and straightening her light blue blouse. "Hows it look, David?"

He gave her two thumbs up. "It looks like a hipster's wet dream," he promised her teasingly.

She laughed and threw a rag at him. "You're such an ass, get out of my store with your gross face! You're gonna be late for class."

He snickered and leaned over the counter to grab his bag. "I'll turn on the open sign and unlock the door on my way out. If I dont, you probably never will."

As he left, he saw a young woman hesitating outside, looking curious. He held the door open. "Going in?" He asked.

She shook her head and hurried away down the street. He shrugged and headed to class. Sarah would have customers soon enough.

iii.

After the fourth day of trying to peek in the flower shop to and from class, Katherine Plumber finally gave in and slipped inside. A soft ring of the bell alerted the quiet shop, and she looked around in awe. Exposed brick on one wall, plants in baskets hung from the ceiling, fairy lights strung across the walls. Beautiful displays of potted plants and cut flowers alike. A chalkboard hung behind the counter listed prices and deals and specials, and then the most beautiful woman Katherine had ever laid eyes on came out of the back room, smiling brightly at the sight of a customer.

Dark hair in loose curls that reached her ribs, brown eyes that seemed to sparkle in the light, circle frame glasses perched on her nose. She wore a yellow turtleneck and high waisted mom jeans with scuffed converse, and a well worn apron. On her apron, someone stitched in the name "Sarah" with blue thread.

"Can I help you with anything?" The shopkeeper asked her cheerfully, and Katherine never felt more out of place.

"Just- just looking," she stammered awkwardly. She tugged at the sleeves of her leather jacket, glancing down at the pins and patches adorning it and hoping there wasnt anything that the sweet shopkeeper would take the wrong way. Usually, she didnt care if other people didnt like her opinions, but damn it, the girl was pretty as all get out, and her big ass "punch nazis in the face" patch on her back didnt really fit with the whole soft flower shop vibe.

She bit her lip, looking at the plants and trying not to stare at the girl. She focused on the many different colors of roses instead.

"'Fuck Cops'- now that's a sentiment I can get behind," the girl said, but she was so much closer this time, and Katherine jumped at the sudden noise.

Katherine blinked slowly. "Oh, uh. Yeah," she said, and laughed a little, internally cringing. God, she sounded like an idiot.

She giggled. "Sorry, I'm just excited to see a customer. I havent had a lot so far, I just opened a couple days ago."

"I know," Katherine said quickly, and quickly winced when the girl cocked a brow. "Sorry, no, I meant, I know you opened a couple days ago, I take the A train to school every day, so."

She snorted and nodded. "I see, a bit less creepy when you put it like that," she said teasingly. She held out a hand to shake. "I'm Sarah. Welcome to Newspaper Row Flowers."

"Katherine," she replied, shaking her hand. She smiled a bit. "You know Newspaper Row was actually over on Park Row, right? Next to City Hall?"

Sarah laughed, cheeks pink. "Oh, I know. It's because my great grandmother used to own a flower shop over next to the old Tribune building on Park Row, and that's what she called it. She lost her shop in the Depression though, and died when I was young, and it was my mom's dream to open a flower shop in her honor. She never managed to, and uh. Well, she died too, a couple years ago, so I did it."

Katherine's heart felt like it was melting in her chest. God, how could she already have so much affection for this girl she only just met? "I'm sorry for your loss. But you've really created something wonderful here, and I'm sure they would both be proud."

Sarah beamed, and Katherine would do anything to make her smile like that again.

iv.

"And so Davey's like 'what the fuck', and Les is like 'who is this guy' and Jack is straddling the windowsill, looking at us like he expects my dad to get a gun, and finally, Dad is like 'hes not Catholic, is he?' And poor Davey is like 'no, pa', and for some godforsaken reason, Mom assumes that means hes Jewish. And knowing he doesnt have a family, immediately invites- and by invites, I mean loosely intimidated- Jack to come celebrate all holidays with us. And so now, instead of breaking it to Mom that Jack isnt religious, Davey just let's them believe it. Cause I mean, they're pretty fine with the whole gay thing, but god forbid we be romantically involved with someone who isnt Jewish." Sarah finished explaining with a laugh and roll of her eyes. "So yeah, that's why Jack is here fucking around with a dreidel even though Hanukkah has passed. Hes convinced that theres a secret trick to it that he has to master by next year."

Jack looked up and pouted sourly in her direction. "We all know Davey cant be that good based on luck alone!" He said for the thousandth time.

Katherine laughed, elbows on the counter. Her red curls were pulled back in a ponytail and she had her signature leather jacket on. "Sounds like your family is a real fun bunch. Ironically, my dad is the exact opposite, he doesn't care if I dont marry into a Jewish family, but he very much cares if I marry a girl."

Sarah made a face. "Gross. He sounds like such an ass whenever you talk about him."

Katherine nodded. "Probably because he is," she said very seriously. And then the two erupted into giggles.

"Ew, go get a room," Jack complained.

"You're in my shop, Kelly!"

V.

"Sarah, I need your help with something." Katherine came in looking nervous, an expression Sarah rarely saw on her friend.

"Of course, anything, what do you need?" Sarah said immediately, abandoning the flowers she was making out of newspapers.

Katherine swallowed, pausing. Her fingers fidgeted with the necklace around her neck. "Um. Well. There's uh... there's this girl I really like. And she... she's just amazing, and I want to tell her that I really like her. And she loves flowers, so..."

Sarah smiled and cooed, even though her chest hurt an awful lot. "That's so-" heartbreaking? Disappointing? Sad? "-cute! Flowers are such a good way to express feelings. Do you want to do it through flower language or do you have specific flowers you want to do it with?"

Katherine bit her lip. "Well, I was hoping a bit of both, but I'm not sure what kind of flowers she likes, so I was hoping you'd help with that."

Sarah nodded. "Of course! Let's get to work, hm?"

In the end, the bouquet consisted of red carnations (admiration), gardenias ("you're lovely"), mistletoe ("kiss me"), and white violets ("let's take a chance on happiness"). Sarah very gently wrapped the stems in newspaper and tied it with some twine while Katherine wrote something on a card.

Katherine paid and took the bouquet from Sarah, carefully fixing the card in it. She stayed after the transaction, simply standing there and staring at the flowers in her arms.

"What are you waiting for? Go get your girl!" Sarah chastized with a laugh. She needed Katherine to leave so she could take an early lunch and cry a little.

"You're right," Katherine said. She took in a big breath and let it out slowly before jutting her arms out, offering the bouquet. "Here."

"What?" Sarah asked, eyebrows furrowed. "Did you change your mind or-"

"They're for you," Katherine said, staring at the wall. "Just- read the card?"

Sarah blinked slowly and took the bouquet carefully, and opened the card.

In it was written simply:

"I like you, Sarah. Have since I first came into your shop. And I'd like you even more if you went to dinner with me?"

Sarah very gently put the bouquet down on the counter. And then she kissed Katherine.

+1

A year and a half later, Sarah come home to find a bundle of myrtle at her place on the table. Instead of a string, there was a ring. Myrtle, the Hebrew emblem of marriage.

Katherine cleared her throat, smiling softly. "Your parents will have at least one kid who marries into a Jewish family. If-if you say yes, that is."

Sarah's eyes filled with tears. "How could I not?"

[proflongbttm]

hello my everything! can I request a neville drabble where the reader is very smart and confident but when it comes to neville she's all shy and quiet bc she likes him a lot! and then neville finds out she likes him somehow and he asks her about it and ends up kissing her? I'm so glad you got back into writing babe, you're doing amazing! keep up the great work! and don't listen to those rude people! they don't deserve you! love you sweetheart! 😘❤

Note: so this isn't my best work, honestly Ivan been tired and not very i inspired but I loved the idea and wish I could have executed it better! Maybe one day I'll rewrite it or something! But thank you so much my sweet! I appreciate it so much!

Today was no different from most, a carbon copy of an old routine. You sat in hogwarts library, your nose buried into a book, this one was about  a subject your took particular interest in “Gashawks guide to herbology”. The library was as silent as ever, the occasional sound of a chair sliding or footsteps of students searching for a book. Druing this thrilling daily event you were usually accompanied by your friend, Katie, but as always she was late. Honestly she would be late to her own funeral. She was never in Snapes good books due to her punctuality,  but no gryffindor was.

Your attention was soon shifted from your book to the person who had now entered the library with a loud bang. The door flew open with a crash noise, and from it stumbled your worst nightmare and favourite dream. Neville Longbottom. Ms pince’s head whipped around the where the racket emerged from, she gave a stern look the the nervous boy.

“Sorry” he mumbled with an apologetic look painted on his face. He Hastily walked over to the table in front of you, with Trevor in his hands, while passing you by your eyes connected. You could feel your pulse increasing at an alarming rate and your face heating up, which you guessed showed as a pink hue across your cheeks. He smiled timidly at you. That bloody smile. It effected   you every time you had the measure to see it it was a smile you wanted to see every day of the week, it made your heart sore and your brain buzz like a static television. Even with his crooked teeth it is still one of the most charming and endearing things your eyes had ever seen. That smile always managed ripped you of any tenacity and intelligence you had. Something nobody had ever been able to do before.  It frustrated you to an unhealthy level. Snape didnt even make you feel as nervous and helpless as Neville did. Who gave this boy the right to do this too you without him even knowing? You've always took an interest in Neville since first year after the sorting ceremony you noticed him, his timid nature, his kindness, his gentility, you adored this boy held. Which is why you always found it so difficult to find confidence or the ability to think coherent thoughts when in his vicinity.  

You quickly snapped out of your thoughts when saw the expression on Neville's face.  You had been staring at the poor boy this whole time.  Your eyes widened and your body locked,  like it was frozen in a heavy block of ice, it explained why you found it more difficult to breathe and why your heart was stuttering in your chest.  A rush of heat swept over your face which was now a color closer to a Phoenix then anything. This was no different to what usually occured, but you were never caught out like this before.  Well at least you thought. You always knew Neville was blissfully unaware to your feelings towards him, or even your existence really. It broke your heart that you could ever find the courage to interact with the boy. Courage was never a trait you lack apart from time like these

His eyebrows furrowed in concern and confusion. Your eyes were locked with his soft, caring brown-

" Y/N? Are you alright?  You look a bit worried."

His head was tilted like a confused puppy dog and his face wasn't dissimilar to one either.  

Neville spent years trying to understand you.  Why you never spoke to him, purposefully avoided him.  You seemed so talkative and bright to everyone else. Why whenever he looked at you,  you seemed to already be looking, but would glance away and your friend would whisper and you would both giggle.  It was difficult to not be aware of your Pressence. You never failed to speak your mind in class and seemed to radiate confidence with every step you toom,  you made people smile and feel important, why not him? His curiosity ate away at him every day. He adored you. How kind you were to others, and it wasn't that you were cruel to him in particular, but you were distant.  Seamus never failed to point out when you were staring at neville, or how you'd without fail call out Draco Malfoy on any misdeeds he did to Neville. But it was pointless, Neville's mindset was made up. He had done something for you to dislike him,  and it seemed that is how it would stay, no matter how much it hurt him

A simple nod and "mhm" was all you could muster up before you eyes darted to your book and your brain had already called you and idiot about seven or so times.  You could feel his confused stare linger onto you while you pretended to read, until both of your eyes shot to the girl who had just entered with a loud, but proud bang. A wave of relief washed over you at the sight of your friend, maybe she could save you from this embarrassment.  Once her eyes caught sight of you she smiled a warm and cheerful smile, you returned the same, though yous a bit more reluctant, your brain still repeating the moment of seconds ago.

She began to approach,  but before she sat down beside you her eyes caught Nevilles,  and her smile looked more chaotic then ever.

Katie had known you liked Neville since day one.  And had constantly encouraged you to talk to him or even interact with him.  She constantly teased you for your lovesick looks to him saying "What's the worst that could happen?" To which you had what could have been a five page list with all that could go horribly wrong,  many of which ended in you dying from embarrassment.

"Hi Neville,  long time no see,  if you want you can sit over with us, I don't bite,  I don't think y/n does either. " Her tone had a hint of evil behind the kind gesture. Your eyes locked with hers,  yours were wide with panic while hers narrowed while a cunning smile crept onto her face. How is she not a slytherin?!

"Eh- s-sure, thanks"

Her and Neville chairs screeched in sync while she sat down beside you and Neville in front of you. Your eyes glared at the words below you, while you heart pounded against your chest.

Neville smiled shyly while trvour stayed in his hands,  your eyes didn't leave, you knew you'd make a fool out of yourself if you said or did anything,  hopefully if you just read you could stay calm.

Neville's face lit up once he saw what book you were reading.  "Is that gawshaks guide to herbology? I never knew you were a fan y/n."

His voice was so happy to finally find something to talk to you abou,  like he'd been waiting to ask you the short question since that day he was born.

Your eyes looked up while you head stayed tilted to the book. Your mouth opened to reply but nothing came out, an awkward silence drifted into the room while both Neville and Katie stared,  waiting for your reply. You had to get out of here

Your legs sprung up and your chair made a loud scratch while it pushed back.  

"I need to use the bathroom"

As if it were lightning you darted out of the room,  your legs taking you as far as they could as quickly as possible.  

Neville sat,  wide eyed, staring at where you sat on lying seconds ago,  his smile had faded and his excited eyes looked beaten and sad as they sank to the ground

"I don't know what I did, every time I try to talk to her she leaves or doesnt reply or just stares at me,  did I do something? "

His question was asked so quietly it was surprising that katie even heard it at all.  

She knew very well that you two would make a good couple.  You both had a keen interest in herbology, both were very caring and kind.  It would fit like a lovely jigsaw. But if things kept up they way they were there was no chance of you two.  She had to intervene.

"No, no Neville you didn't do anything. Well you kind of did,  but you didn't. Okay so I'm going to tell you something, but if you say I told you, you will be lucky to leave this room alive."

His eyes widened with fear, he shuffled in his seat nervously.  

"I-i promise,  I really promise. "

It was clear that his words were sincere,  even if they were laced with fear from kayies death threats.  Katie leaned onto the table, to get closer to Neville, she couldn't let anyone else hear this or she'd be dead meat.  

"Y/n likes you,  a lot. Your like the only thing that makes her nervous, she doesn't know what to do around you,  so she eject buttons herself out."

Neville didn't reply to katie,  he just sat, in utter disbelief.  His eyes were wide and his heart was pounding.  You liked him back. You really liked him back, good godric you liked him! He wanted to whack his head of the table from being such an idiot.  Every interaction you both had replayed in his head until minutes later you re-entered the room.

You had calmed yourself down in the bathrooms and mashed your face to snap back into reality. The reaction you got to your entrance was not one you expected at all.  Neville looked like the boy was going to explode with nerves. Before you had a chance to step further into the room, Neville stood up and started to approach you. Yours eyes locked the whole time.  What is happening,  what did I do? Why is he still walking?  Your head was raving and your heart felt like it was going to grow legs and run out of your ribs.  It wasn't until he was inches away when he came to a holt.

Your faces were mere inches apart,  he was a lot taller when he was this close.  His eyes sparkled from the light through the windows.  You didn't know what to do. Run? Scream? Cry? Okay maybe not the last two.  His hand raised to hold yours, his hands touched yours as if you were about to break at any second.

"Y/n..  I like you,  I like you a lot.  I like your eye, and your hair,  and everything about you. I just really like you,  and I really want to do something." He took a deep breath " Can I kiss you?"

You simply nodded,  the last action before his head tilted into yours and your lips met.  His were chapped and tasted like lip balm. Your heart felt like it was going to burst,  your legs barely held you up. His hand cam e and rested on the sides of your face while your on his shoulders.  This moment was worth every fall, every embarrassment, he was worth every moment.

[wwounu]

short svt!au based off mikrokosmos

note: extra credits go to this gorgeous edit

seungcheol’s your everyday guy — his life not exciting nor boring

the only thing that makes his life worth living is his friends who he can call his family of course

however one day he gets into an argument which begins a big fight between all of them

it wasnt pretty

eventually seungcheol ends up being the last to leave after his failed attempt to convince chan to stay

he gets into his car in the dark weather to drive home, his sadness turning to anger

“forget it. i dont need them,” he says in between sobbing, “im not going to find them”

and those were his last words before heading straight into a car crash and tumbling off the road

though he wakes up at an empty train station of snow, wondering why he’s there and why he isnt cold

walking to the tracks to see if theres any train, he finds a book on the ground at the tracks, curious of why it might be there

stood on the train track, he opens a random page that reads do you want another chance

seungcheol goes “chance? what chance?” before he hears a clatter of people talking from afar

he leaves the book and ventures off to where the sound is coming from, beholding twelve males stood at the side of the road

seungcheol couldnt believe his eyes. had he been in a coma? because everyone looks so grown up and he feels the same

he runs up to the group, wanting to say hello

but as he yells, no one looks at him

when he comes to touch them, nothing happens, except a coldness passing through seungcheol

and he doesnt realise that he just walked through joshua

he goes “huh?”, not able to process whats going on, voice trembling

slowly, very slowly, he turns

and he sees his friends place flowers and seungcheol’s favourite items on the snow

“hey ‘cheol, how are you doing?” jeonghan says, not turning to seungcheol but staring at the ground

the rest follow and touch a tree, and seungcheol’s slowly connecting dots which he doesnt want to connect

jeonghan speaks up again and is stood closer to the trees than everyone else

“sorry its been years,” years? “everyone’s been busy. but we’re finally here”

here? why?

“we’re finally together again. like what you wanted that night you... where you... you—”

seungcheol is now stood in front of the twelve boys, knowing he cant be seen

but his heart breaks watching jeonghan struggle to get his words across, rubbing his eyes before turning to the rest of the 11 boys

“any words, anyone?” jeonghan tries to smile but cant really hold it up

and chan walks up first, slowly standing beside jeonghan as he hiccups a little

“long time no see, right hyung?”

it’s definitely long time no see as chan looks like he’s grown up so much

“sorry i haven’t been able to attend, i couldnt... bring myself to come. im the only one who’s come twice — twice, how pathetic... do you remember what you said that night? that you needed me to stay, and i didnt? maybe if i did that, you wouldnt have... you wouldnt have died — because of me, me—“

then mingyu pulls chan away as he spills into cries, apologising to cheol even though he can’t anymore

wonwoo comes up next, ready to say his words, but from his expression seungcheol can tell he’s holding it in because he keeps biting his lip

seungcheol would’ve expected jihoon to be the least emotional as he was the one that started this whole disagreement

but before jihoon utters a word, his eyes stream with so many tears as he drops to the snow, wishing seungcheol back and murmuring things while his hands are buried in his face

honestly, seungcheol cant take it anymore

so he runs back to the train track and picks up the book, no tears touching the item even though he’s sobbing

and opening the random page again, it says do you want another chance and seungcheol “yes yes yes, please—“

then new words reveal itself on the page, which seungcheol reads aloud

in every lifetime, i will find you again

seungcheol is wondering that those words mean with its ambiguity before the sound of a train whistle registers in his mind, a train approaching him

but seungcheol doesnt move despite knowing the train is coming to him, suddenly going “hold on, wait—“

it’s black again.

“hyung? hyung, wake up!”

and seungcheol jolts, hand hitting something as the voice goes “ow what the heck!”

that voice. he knows that voice

he sees an orange-haired, youthful chan holding his arms tightly

“chan? what- where are we?”

“we’re somewhere we should be because you overslept and i have to pick you up! now c’mon, lets go!”

and cheol is in shock before he follows chan, question why he looks so different and that chan can actually touch him

he‘s taken to a warehouse and sees some silver graffiti on the wall, some people already inside

there’s two people in the boxing ring, practicing their punches

“wonwoo? mingyu?”

with the realisation, the two boys turn their heads to seungcheol, looking too young as well

“oh, ‘cheol!”

“why did you have to say their names!” complains chan, “i was gonna scare them...”

right on cue, a boy in a janitor suit topples out of the closet with chairs toppling over him

the boxers rush out of the ring to help the person who seems to be vernon, lifting up the chairs

and vernon apologises for messing up the place, but the others dismiss it and help with setting up the chairs

chan: where did you get the janitor suit?

vernon: it looked cool so i wore it. a bit smelly though

and then a blonde soonyoung, silver-haired minghao and questionable-fashion-sense junhui come in with questionable shades as minghao enters in with a bass and junhui with the drums

they play loudly as soonyoung enters by dancing, yelling out “guess who!”

no one replies, all complaining, and soonyoung then goes “guysss!” with a big pout

but junhui announces that the other five will come soon

seungcheol is like “other five?” and chan hits him on the head saying “are you playing dumb with us today? or you’re just super tired?”

in reply cheol shrugs but a car horn beeps and welcome in seokmin wearing DIY angel wings, seungkwan, pink-haired jihoon, joshua and long haired jeonghan(?)

((they surprised seungcheol the most))

he’s happy, but it makes him shocked as well as confused

they’re all here but they’re so different, this isnt them even though it is, same personality and everything

the five that just have joined go “what are you all waiting for? lets get this party started!”

and everyone gets to work, and cheol is like “what?” before joshua directs him to spray paint the walls

and after a lot of work and chattering with loud, bubbly music playing from the car, the boys are done and everything looks like a mess that they’re proud of

jihoon brings out a cake and lights it, carrying it to a bunch of tables put together

soonyoung and vernon (now out of the stolen janitor clothes) follow the shorter and soonyoung even playfully threatens to blow out the candles before vernon is like “woah no!!” and jihoon goes “i ran out of matches lighting these candles so if you dare blow them out i’ll bash your face with this cake” and soonyoung shut up, joining in with minghao, chan and junhui dancing along to the music

everyone is called up to the table once the cake is set and seungcheol, being the last one to go to the table, asks

“so what are we celebrating?”

and seungkwan looks at him with this sort of crazed look, going “its for various things! to celebrate wonwoo and mingyu getting into the semi-finals of the boxing competition, our two years of friendship as a group,” two? seungcheol sworn it was more, but by the looks and change of things, he guesses not, “also to wish luck for jihoon hyung‘s exam for the university he wants to go to”

all seungcheol could say was “oh” but seungkwan sighs and hits him on the arm

“its your birthday too doofus!”

“what?!”

seungkwan rubs the bridge of his nose, saying “what am i gonna do with this guy...” and then speaks up “i dont know if youre acting or not, but yes, its your birthday today if you didnt notice”

again, cheol goes “oh” before jihoon is like “we’re blowing the cake hurry up!”

then jeonghan does a small speech, letting seungcheol speak for a bit (but he was fumbling over words while doing so) before blowing the cake altogether

and after taking pictures, seungcheol suddenly has a cake smear on his cheek, looking toward seokmin who is chuckling nervously

seokmin: ,,,, happy birthday,, hyung?????

which results with soonyoung yelling CAKE FIGHT! and everyone begins chasing each other

and to be honest, seungcheol feels happy

thats when he remembers

‘in every lifetime, i will find you again’

does this mean he has to find his friends and unite them together?

even if so

let the adventure begin.

[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Unexpected Arrival - 2

Pairing: Eventual Bucky x Reader, Possible Steve x Reader

Summary: As if working with the Avengers wasn't exciting enough.... an unexpected visitor is about to change your life forever.

When the team got back from their mission Natasha went straight to Y/N’s room to check on her. When she opened the door and found the bed empty she started to panic, she had told her to go see Bruce if she got any worse.

"F.R.I.D.A.Y where's Y/N?" Nat asked the A.I.

"Agent Y/L/N was taken to medical by Captain Rodgers and Mr Stark"

"Shit!" Nat cursed as she turned and started running towards the medical floor.

"Nat? Whats going on?" Bucky asked seeing her running towards him.

"Y/N was taken to medical! I knew there was something wrong with her before we left! I should've trusted my gut and taken her there myself!"

"Well lets go check on her then" he said getting into the elevator with Nat.

Nat rushed out of the elevator and saw Tony and Bruce standing at one of the doors looking in while they spoke quietly to eachother.

"Hey, what happened is she okay?" Nat asked quickly wanting answers.

"Shes fine, we handled the situation" Tony said truthfully "did you not get my message? I tried calling you"

"My phone got trashed in the fight...."

"Its been an interesting night lets just start there" Bruce said running a hand through his hair.

"Interesting is the biggest understatement of the year Banner! It was literally the shock of a lifetime!! Especially for that girl in there" Tony said pointing towards the room behind him.

"Does someone wanna tell me what the hell is going on??" Nat snapped.

"You should probably take a look for yourself.... you’d never believe me otherwise".

Natasha walked over quickly, as she looked into the room Y/N was sleeping soundly.... Steve was sat in the chair next to her..... with a baby??!!

"What the fuck...... she.... she was pregnant???" Nat said turning to face the men behind her.

"What??" Bucky asked walking over to see for himself.... when he saw Steve holding the tiny baby in a yellow blanket he turned to the others looking horrified.

"Yep, a healthy baby girl. Born at 04:34am weighing 5lb 9oz delivered by yours truly!" Tony said sounding pleased of himself.

"How is that possible..... theres no way...." Nat was saying quietly to no one in particular.

"If you’re this shocked, can you imagine how shes feeling?" Bruce said nodded towards the room.

"Is it Steve's?" Nat asked seeing him holding the tiny baby and smiling.

"They say its not, she wont tell us who the father is until shes had a chance to tell him first"

"So she didnt know she was pregnant?" Bucky asked from beside Nat, his eyes glued to the tiny baby in Steves arms.

"Not a clue. She thought she had bad stomach flu" Bruce answered looking over her chart.

"She had been sick, she told me she thought it was stomach flu before we left. This is huge!"

"No shit" Tony rolled his eyes "she's gonna be out for a while, you want me to call you when she wakes up?"

"Yeah that would be good" Nat nodded

"I'm gonna check in with Steve quickly and make sure he’s okay" Bucky said and walked toward the room.

"just keep it down i don't want her waking up yet, shes had a tough night"

"Sure" Bucky nodded and headed inside.

Steve looked up when he heard the door open and smiled at his best friend.

"Guess you guys heard about the unexpected visitor we had" Steve said looking down at the baby in his arms.

"Yeah.... they just told us.... a..are they both okay?"

"Yeah they’re both perfect. Y/N is wiped out but after what she went through i cant say i blame her. It was amazing Buck!"

"You were there?... for the birth?"

"Yeah she wouldn't let me leave" he chuckled "that woman has got one hell of a grip i tell ya! Nearly crushed my hands. And this little lady..... i cant stop staring at her Buck! Shes so tiny and perfect. Look!" Steve motioned for Bucky to come and take a closer look at the baby.

"Wow.... shes beautiful! Look at her tiny little hands...."

"She keeps making the cutest little cooing sounds i swear my heart is melting for this kid" Steve gushed as Bucky pulled up a seat "You wanna hold her?" Steve offered his friend.

"No.... no i might hurt her" he said looking down at his metal arm.

"You wont, it'll be fine. Besides i really need to go to the bathroom"

"Oh... Okay" he said letting out a shaky breath as Steve stood up and passed him the baby.

"You good?" Steve asked checking with Bucky before he left.

"Yeah.... i got her" he nodded settling the baby in his flesh arm.

"I'll be right back" Steve assured him before slipping out quietly.

The room was quiet as i slowly opened my eyes, i could already sense there was someone else in here with me but just assumed it was Steve still. When i turned to look i was shocked to see Bucky sitting in the chair holding the baby.

"Hey..... you’re back" i said quietly so i didn't surprise him.

"Hey, Yeah we got back about an hour ago" he replied with a small smile "you had a busy night huh?"

"You could say that" i said pulling myself up in the bed so i was sitting up against the pillows.

"She's perfect Y/N" Bucky stated looking down at the yellow bundle in his arms.

"Yeah she is" i agreed "Buck....she's yours" I added quickly, there was no easy way to tell him that he was a dad "you know that right?"

"I had a feeling she might be" he nodded slowly and gave me a smile. Bucky seemed surprisingly calm about the whole thing actually.

"I swear i had no idea i was pregnant! I would've told you if i did. Having this dropped on you is huge.... i mean we're not even together! It was a one time thing and now we're parents!" I rambled away nervously "i was still going on missions for christ sake!"

"Y/N you didn't know, of course you'd still go on missions"

"I don't expect you to be okay with this, i can do this on my own.... no one needs to know shes yours, if thats what you want?"

"Is that what you want?" Bucky asked looking at me with sad eyes.

"No! Of course i want you to be apart of her life.... she needs her dad too. Im not ashamed to tell people she's yours Buck" i added knowing that was what he was really asking. He was asking if i was embarrassed about people finding out i had slept with him "but if you’re not ready for this i completely understand, i wont pressure you into it".

"Hey, you’re awake" Steve said smiling as he walked back into the room again interrupting whatever conversation i was having with Bucky.

"Yeah" i nodded with a quick smile before looking over at Bucky holding our daughter.....It really was a beautiful sight, he was being so careful with her. Steve must have noticed something in the way i looked at Bucky and Bucky was looking at his daughter because he suddenly let out an "oh my god....".

Bucky and i both looked up at him with wide eyes "what?" We said in unison waiting for Steve to tell us what was wrong.

"Is.... is she...." he pointed at Bucky and looked at you for confirmation.

"Yeah, she's Bucky's" i confirmed casually trying my best to act like this wasn't a huge deal.

"I didn't even know you two were a thing.....you never said anything Buck?"

"We're not together Steve thats why he never said anything" i said to save Bucky having to explain to his friend.

"So it was just a one time thing?"

"Yeah" i said with a shrug, i was trying my hardest to kept my shit together and keep calm. Keep my heart from trying to explode from my chest, i was pretty sure the two super soldiers could hear my heart racing though.

"Hey Steve, could you ask Nat to bring me a change of clothes down i really need to take a shower i feel disgusting" i said changing the subject before it became any more awkward.

"Sure, i know shes waiting to see you and meet this one here" he nodded to the baby in Bucky's arms "speaking of.... shes gonna need a name, have you thought about it yet?"

"Not yet, i don't want to rush into it and regret it. Parents normally have 9 months to decide on a name not 9 hours"

"Fair point" Steve chuckled "i'll go get Nat for you".

"Thanks.....hey Steve?" i called getting his attention as he reached the door.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you for being there for me today, it means a lot"

"Of course" he blushed before leaving me alone with Bucky and our daughter.

"I wish i could've been there" he said quietly "I'm sorry doll".

"Its fine, we didn't know what was going to happen Buck".

He nodded slowly but looked kinda sad that he had missed it, or maybe it was because Steve had been there and not him.

"I should go and let you get some rest"

"You can stay, you can watch her while i take a shower if you want?"

"You don't mind? You trust me with her?"

"Of course i do! Buck you’re her dad you’re not going to let anything happen to her".

"Id die before i let anything happen to her" he stated staring lovingly at her.

"See" i said with a chuckle "ive got nothing to worry about. Well almost nothing"

"What do you mean?"

"I have nothing for her, no clothes, diapers....no nursery. All i can do is feed her right now. Tony said he'll take care of it all but i feel bad leaving it all to him"

"He’s probably enjoying it doll you know what he’s like"

"Yeah i know, i just wish i had had time to do all that stuff myself"

"You would've kept her then? If you had found out you were pregnant?"

"I would" i nodded happily and truthfully.

A knock on the door pulled my attention and i turned to see Nat making her way in with a bag.

"Hey sweetheart, i leave you alone for a couple of hours and you go and have a baby?"

"Yeah sorry about that, who knew?" I laughed as she wrapped her arms around me and gave me a tight squeeze.

"Let me see!" She cooed as she walked over to Bucky to get a good look at the tiny bundle in his arms.

"Oh my god shes so precious! Absolute perfection. Y/N.... Can i hold her?"

Bucky looked like he didn't want to part with her but eventually handed her over to Nat gently.

"Hey I'm your auntie Nat. Uncle Bucky doesnt get to hog all the cuddles does he" she said rocking the baby gently.

"Erm about that Nat..... its not Uncle Buck.... she's his daughter"

Nat looked up at me with wide eyes and then looked at Bucky "what?? When did that happen??!" She said loudly causing the baby to stir slightly "shhhh im sorry baby girl go back to sleep" she said quietly.

"I'll give you two a few minutes to talk, i'll come back to watch our girl while you take your shower"

"Thanks Buck" i smiled and watched him leave the room.

"Sooooo, spill! You never told me you and Barnes were a thing!"

"We're not a thing, it was just the once"

"When?? You didn't even tell me you two slept together! We're supposed to be best friends!"

"You remember that mission we went on, the one where we had to stay at that safe house for the night to make sure they weren't tailing us?"

"Alaska?"

"Yep that would be the one. We were both beat up and were helping each other clean up.... one thing led to another and here we are" i said pointing to my baby daughter in Nat's arms.

"And it was just a one time thing...."

"Yeah, it never happened again. He acted like nothing had happened the morning after so i didn't make a big deal about it. We just carried on as normal" i shrugged.

"Did you want things to change? With you and Bucky i mean"

"Honestly? I was hoping it would" i finally admitted "i had liked him for ages Nat and when we finally.... i thought maybe he felt the same way. But clearly i was wrong"

"Y/N..... you should tell him! You guys have a daughter now"

"Thats not gonna make him suddenly want me Nat" i laughed "it doesn't matter anyway, I've already accepted that we'll only ever be friends" i said as i slowly climbed out of bed to grab the bag that Nat had brought with her.

"Hey be careful!" She said taking a few steps towards me.

"Im fine Nat just a bit sore, i can get out of Bed by myself" i told her as the door opened and Bucky came walking back in.

"take it easy doll, should you even be up and about yet?"

"Guys I'm fine, really" i tried to tell them "i just need a shower"

"Okay, Buck you wanna take your girl and i'll get momma to the shower" Nat said handing over the baby, he soon had his daughter settled against his chest and took a seat again.

"You’re a natural Barnes" Nat said sounding surprised walking over to me and taking the bag "lets go get you cleaned up".

"I wont be long Buck, you okay with her?" I asked wanting to make sure he felt comfortable being left alone.

"We're good, go take care of yourself. We'll be waiting for you when you get back" he smiled.

[rosepetalmark]

Not in the Stars

2.5k words

Renjun x Reader

warnings: alcohol mention

in which you plan to confess your love for your best friend to him at a party, but the universe has other plans in store for the both of you. 

You like Renjun. A lot. 

That was one sentence in your five years of friendship with Huang Renjun that you never thought you’d say to yourself, let alone admit to. 

You don’t know where these feelings came from, but all you know is that they’re strong and on your mind twenty four seven. Everything he says and does captivates your mind, causing your feelings for him to grow even stronger.

It’s as if these feelings for him suddenly hit you like a brick one day. You were strictly best friends last week, and now you have these unexplainable deep feelings for him, eating you alive and begging for you to confess to him.

It’s not that you’re opposed to dating Renjun, it’s just that he’s been your best friend for several years and he means so incredibly much to you. You just don’t want to risk losing him or making things between you two weird if he doesn’t feel the same. 

So you suppress your feelings. As long as you have Renjun as your best friend, that’s all that matters, right?

Jaemin always makes you second guess yourself, explaining that the dynamic duo that you and Renjun are would be ten times more incredible if you were dating. Since you’re already best friends and know everything about each other, why not date? Only bigger and better things can come from it he always says.

Although Jaemin makes strong points, you’re still scared Renjun will turn you away, mainly because you’re ninety nine percent certain that he only views you as a friend, nothing more and nothing less. 

Yeah you have sleepovers  and spend hours late at night talking on the phone with one another, but that’s what best friends do. If Huang Renjun has any feelings for you, you’re sure someone would have said something by now. 

You get the typical stares from old people when you make your daily trek to school in the morning, him waiting outside your house for you at exactly seven forty two, smiling so bright the second you walk out your front door.  

You constantly get mistaken as his girlfriend whenever you go out together on the weekend, which always causes a deep pink blush to appear on Renjun’s cheeks. He’s always quick to brush it off though, making it clear to everyone around you that you’re strictly best friends, and that neither of you view each other in that way. 

Boy is he wrong.

Everything about Renjun makes your heart flutter, and that’s something that scares you.

For starters, he excels so well in school. For someone who spends eighty percent of his time doodling instead of taking notes, he aces every test and can recite every piece of information that’s been discussed in class with no problem.

He’s caring and funny, and so unapologetically himself. He takes you to art museums on your spare time, talks about the latest conspiracy that’s on his mind, and always insists you go for milkshakes every Sunday night.

And boy was he cute. The way he tilts his head all the way back and crinkles his eyes when he laughs makes your heart absolutely melt.

Huang Renjun makes you happy and positive and there’s nothing more in this world that you want than to hold his hand and kiss him in public, as well as call him your boyfriend so bad. 

It wasn’t until you were out late with him, hanging out on the roof at Jeno’s house, trying to escape the loudness that was coming from inside. Jeno was throwing a kickback to celebrate the beginning of summer, something he does ever year, in which there’s always too many people inside, and you and Renjun find yourself on the roof trying to seek solace in the stars. 

Renjun looked so ethereal in the moonlight. There was nothing more that you wanted to do than press your lips ever so gently against his, and hold his hand while staring up at the stars displayed so brightly above you both in the dark sky. 

“What are you thinking about bubs?” Renjun asked, referring to the nickname he gave you when he found out that’s the name you gave your favourite stuffed rabbit when you were a child. 

God the way his voice sounded in this moment made you weak. The tipsiness you both experienced earlier was wearing off, causing your lack of hydration to become present through your raspy voices. 

But you don’t care. You’re with Renjun, and you are warm and comfortable and in love. 

In love. 

You’re in love with Huang Renjun and you can’t keep it in any longer.

Maybe this would be the best time to tell him. Every time you’re completely sober, you push the idea to the side, trying your best to forget your feelings for him even exist. What if Jun doesn’t feel the same? What if he does but months down the line you figure out you’re better off as friends, and then when you try to get back into your non-romantic routine, everything feels off? You always worry that things will go wrong and Renjun will eventually stop being your friend.

Not tonight though. Renjun looks gorgeous in the moonlight and the little bit of alcohol that remains in your system is acting as your source of encouragement, convincing you to confess to him right now and hope for the best outcome possible. 

“Love,” you reply nonchalantly. 

“Love?” he questions, staring back to you, seemingly surprised with your response. 

“Yeah. Just wondering what the universe has in store for me, you know?” you ask, turning your body to face his direction, criss crossing your legs over one another. “The idea of love both intrigues me and freaks me out. It’s exciting anticipating what will come from it, but the fear of something going wrong down the line makes me not want to pursue it, you know?” you say, staring innocently into his eyes.

He cocks his head, an intrigued look falling on his face. He purses his lips, looking as if he’s going to say something, but remains silent. 

You both remain in silence for the next several minutes, which causes your thoughts to wander. What if Renjun has caught on? Maybe he’s thinking of ways to turn you down gently. Or he’s trying to express that he somehow knows you’re talking about him, and he’s trying to do so in a similar manner. 

But the silence is killing you, and you want nothing more than for Renjun to say something. Anything to get your thoughts to shut up, and your heart race to stop rapidly beating.

“I think you shouldn’t be scared of love,” he finally says. 

Taking a deep breath, he looks off into the sky, admiring the many stars laying millions of miles away from you both. “I get that you never know what may come out of it, but I think it’s worth a shot to know you tried, and to experience something you’re not fully sure is going to work,”  he speaks softly.

“Take a look at the universe for example. It’s so big and undiscovered, yet millions of people are fascinated by it. We’re obsessed with the stars and galaxies and the possibility of aliens- which I know for a fact exist by the way, yet we’re not afraid to spend our time discovering them and giving them our attention. I think of love in a similar manner. Yeah the thought seems so broad and scary, as there’s so many things to experience and discover, but I think it’s worth it. You’re only going to learn new things about yourself and life, so why not give it a shot?”

He clears his throat, and pays his attention back to you. He has a look of determination in his eyes, and that only makes you grow even more anxious.

“Aren’t you a wise expert on love, Mr. Huang,” you chuckle.

“Well what can I say? I do a lot of thinking on my spare time when I’m not bickering with you,” he laughs, positioning himself on his arms so he can get a better view of the night sky.

“Hey!” you shout, pushing onto his arm, causing him to lose his newly comfortable position and to fall on his back. “What are you thinking about Ren? You have this sour look on your face.”

“Well your idea of love got me thinking,” he says softly, staring into your eyes.

Nervousness takes over your body. You have no idea what he’s going to say, and every second of silence is eating you up.

“And?” you say abruptly, eager to know what he’s about to say. 

“I’ve been thinking about this for a while now, and I don’t know, I never thought much of it because I’m a wimp, but I think I’m going to ask Yeri out” he confesses, a small smile forming on his face. 

The mention of Yeri makes your heart sink. Yeri. He wants to ask out Yeri. Not you. 

Of course he likes Yeri. What isn’t there to like about her? She’s really pretty and polite, and they’re both the editors of the school newspaper, so they spend a great amount of time with each other. 

God this hurt. 

“Oh really,” you respond, with a less enthusiastic tone replacing your prior happy one.

“Yeah. We’ve been getting to know each other a lot more ever since we got asked to do this editorial on the basketball team, and I think I may have feelings for her”

“Well, um I think you should go for it Renjun, “ you reply, looking off into the stars to help keep what’s happening off your mind. If you look into his eyes, you’re certain you’ll start crying.

If it’s not you, you’re glad he has an interest in a girl with a golden heart and personality. 

“You think? What if she doesn’t like me?” he asks nervously, fiddling with the rings on his fingers.

“Like you said Ren, you never know what will come from love. Why not give it a shot if it’ll lead to potentially greater things not only within yourselves, but life in general? And if she ends up only seeing you as a friend, it’s okay. You’ll find someone one day who loves every part of you.”

And you can’t help but know deep down that that person is you. If Yeri rejects him, you’ll be right here to help him pick up the pieces, if not, you’ll still be here. As his best friend. Renjun deserves all the love and happiness the universe has to offer him, and despite being sad he shows no romantic interest in you, you’re glad he finds it in an amazing girl. 

“Alright cool, I guess I’ll ask her out on Monday when we meet up to discuss the paper then.” he says, smiling to himself. 

He looks so happy. Ecstatic even. You haven’t seen him smile this big since he won first place in your school’s art show.

“She’s here you know, at the party,” you say to him. “You should do it now.”

“You think?” he asks, eyes wide. 

Renjun was never one to act on impulse. He’s a man with a plan, and always has to do things by the book or else he’ll lose his hair. He likes structure and time, a complete flip from your bold and impulsive self. 

“Yeah, why not? You’re both here, you look really cute right now, and the stars are out in your favour, shining bright to provide you with the courage to do so.” 

This makes Renjun smile. You’ve always been a help in boosting his confidence, and you’re glad to be of assistance in such a nerve-wracking yet exciting period in his life. 

Standing up, he dusts the possible dirt off his legs. He crouches over, looking into your eyes and grabs your hand. “You’re the best y/n. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“As I with you,” you reply, a soft grin forming from your lips. “Now go downstairs and ask her out before she leaves.”

Standing back up, he begins walking to the door. “I’ll let you know how it goes!” he half shouts, pressing his hand to the door handle,  and making his way back into the house. 

You’re now left alone, on the rooftop, with just the stars and your thoughts. 

Why didn’t you bring up your feelings to him sooner, you thought. Now you’re only left sad and alone, because you were too scared to tell your best friend you’re in love with him. Confessing to him seemed so perfect in your mind a couple minutes ago, but sadly the universe has other plans in store for you. 

You decide to get comfortable and lie down, and begin to look at the constellations that are possibly present within the night sky. You can still hear the loud, most likely drunk people just a floor below you, and the vibration of the music hitting your body despite being away from the noise. But you don’t care. It’s just you and the sky, and you’re doing everything in your power to forget about the party below you, and to focus on the stars. 

As you point out the orion in the sky, you feel a buzz in your back pocket, indicating that you’ve got a text. Reaching for it, you unlock your phone, and see a notification stating that Renjun messaged you. Pressing on the messages app, you click on his name and read the following:

jun bug: she said yes!! we’re going out on tueday after we’re done editing :) (2:17 AM)

“Yes.” Yeri said yes. 

You’re happy for your best friend, but for yourself, you’re heartbroken. The possibility of dating him is now slim to none, especially since a potential girlfriend is in the mix, only making you more sad for yourself. 

You make sure to reply quick, and in a way that’ll make him happy, and hopefully provide you with the positivity that everything will be okay.

y/n: i’m so happy for you ren <3 (2:18 AM)

As you press send, you feel the tears start to slide down your cheeks. You’re happy for him, you really are, but you can’t help but wish that things went differently, and that you were in Yeri’s position. 

But as Renjun said before, love can be scary. It’s a learning experience, and if it doesn’t work out, you just need to take what you can from it, and hope for the best in the future. 

So you’ll take his words, and you’ll try your best to move on. 

It’ll be tough, but you hope to god that one day he’ll just be your best friend, and that this heartbreak won’t last with you forever. 

[pwnyta]

ARE YA READY KIDS?!

Time for all my (non All Might) BNHA doodles. Lots of everything lots of sketchy lots of... Tokoyami...

UNDER THE CUT vvvv

Lets start off weak so when you see something better you can be like ‘wow what an improvement!!!‘

OjIida!!!

Dont listen to Iida when he says he can handle the scary movies. HES LYING.

But maybe Ojiro been knew and just wanted to cuddle?

Never lose track of your excitable boyfriend ever again!!!!

Ojiro cant lift his boyfriend but at least hes good to rest on.

He lost his game Iida! You animal.

The girls recognize Iida as best boy so he gets to come to their girls only hang outs. Hagakure is naked. Dont tell him that tho.

Iida tries to be a proper boy but when he sits properly his engines dig into his legs. His bfs are pretty ok with it tho.

Sleepy bfs after prom (or w/e the movie is doing)

Iida: This is the first one I caught!! IDK hes just so cute! And such a strange color for a Tangela!!!

Todo: .... He caught you.

Iida: This is my second Pokemon! He seems kind of cold but he’ll warm to you after a while!!!

Todo: YOU!!!! YOU SHOULD TEACH IT FIRE PUNCH AND ICE PUNCH!!! Iida: Thats a great Idea!

Iida: And this is my last one so far!!! Shes a special color too!!! Ocha: IIIIDDDAAAAA IS THAT ME?!!?!?

Iida: What’d you guys get!?

Now Iidas favs will find Poke-Iida... but where to start?!

Todoroki is rewarded for his bad manners....

Now for Tokoyami!!!!

Look either Kuroiro dresses in all black and looks like a full shadow all the time or he wears obnoxious colors to really stand out. I will believe nothing else.

Kuro, Toko and Dark Shadow band together to create a monster!!!!

Toko: Like this? Kuro: Yes perfect... now lets go freak everyone out! Shadow: YESSSSS!!!!!

Foiled again!!!

Aoyama and Tokoyami would be the worlds most extra relationship. Let these dramatic idiots be together. Id imagine them all grown up like Gomez and Morticia Adams... tell me you cant see that.

....I think I was trying to make a comic where Monoma is bein a dick but instead of being hilarious he hits a little too close and a little too hard... and actually hurts Tokoyamis feelings. 1-A doesnt fuck around if someones fucking with one of their own.

ShoTokoKou!!!

Toko has a hard time sleepin... even with his two big bfs.

Mineta, Kaminari and Sero: ehehehehe Shouji: ????? !!!!

Kaminari: EHEHE YA HAVE A NICE SLEEP!? YOU GUYS LOOK SUPER COZ------

Shouji: Do you have a problem with the way I choose to sleep with my boyfriends? Sero: CHOOSE?! Kami: IF WE KNEW IT WAS ON PURPOSE WE WOULDNT HAVE SAID ANYTHING!!! Mineta: ITS NOT FUNNY IF ITS ON PURPOSE!!!

Toko: ....??? What the hell is happening... Shouji: They woke you, huh....

3 fools who didnt really mean any real harm: ;;;;;----;;;;; SHOOOUUUJIIIIIII

Sato and Ojiro know better.

Iida, as always, is doin his best.

THE BEEF LIKES THE POULTRY.

Soft beaky boys.

Tokos the smallest of the spoopy kids... even adding Class Bs Kuroiro, Kamakiri, and Yanagi! Even adding Shinso!!!

Sometimes Toko is dramatic angsty... sometimes hes ‘I literally almost killed a bunch of my friends‘ angsty.

Tap your beaks together monster boys!!!!

I was makin a bunch of bird phrases/sayings/words and makin them ships... but I got lazy. Shoujis was ‘A bird in the hand‘ but I didnt like the way it was turning out so w/e. I like OchaTokos the best!

Small boys are awkward and have feelings at each other. More news at 11.

Ya know the eagle face meme... where Eagles only look cool from the side and look really sad and confused facing forward? LOL

Small boys cuddle.

Some TokOjiro... Ojiros pants hole reveals some Woodstock undies!!!

Sometimes Dark Shadow is clingy and jealous!!!!!

SPOOPY BOYS!!!!

SO SUPPORTIVE!!!!!

Mirio and Tamaki play together by a pond and Tamaki turns into whatever Mirio thinks is cool!

A SKETCHY COMIC I DIDNT HAVE THE PATIENCE TO FINISH!!!

M: Are you nervous!? T: Mirio... should we do this... M: Y-yes!! T:... You dont sound so sure...

M: .... I’ll talk to him first...

NE: Mirio.... tell me whats wrong... why are you upset? Who hurt you. Are you in trouble? M: /////sweating nervously NE: MIRIO!!! TELL ME.

M: I CAME HERE TO COME CLEAN ABOUT MY RELATIONSHIP WITH MY BOYFRIEND TAMAKI!!! I INTRODUCED HIM AS A FRIEND BEFORE BUT AFTER EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED I WANT TO BE HONEST AND ALSO I LOVE HIM AND WANT TO MARRY HIM SO THERE!!! T: !!!!!!!!!!!!!! //facepalm x2

NE: .......... M: J-just be nice to him please.....

M: SIR PLEASE JUST GIVE ME A MOMENT.... Tamaki....

NE: >:\

M: Im sorry Tamaki... it just... all came out at once....  We can come back again later ok? We dont have to do it today... T: ...No I can do it...

M: Tamaki... T: For you! .... For you I can do it...

M: Really we can just come back later when hes had time to think about it... T: ...It means a lot to you so I--

NE: !!!!! M: SIR?! NE: Its sweet of you to face your fears for Mirio....

//Overly protective but supportive dad Nighteye.

KIRISHIDO!!!

Momos disguise was too cute on her!!!!

Everyone is a little bit gay for Momo.

Only respectable folks get to tell Momo how beautiful she is.

GlamRock wedding!!! Papa Jirou is crying while playing ‘ While My Guitar Gently Weeps‘ and mama Jirou rubs his back and tries to help him hide his tears so he looks cool in front of the guests.

Tsuyu didnt let anyone else have a chance at the bouquet! ITS HERS! AND SHES GONNA MARRY OCHAKO WITH IT!!! NO ONES GONNA STOP HER!

ANIMAL CROSSING!!! Its hard to make the frogs look.... not freaky...

I forgot these too~~~

Some DekAoyama.... I think someone requested Deku and Aoyama dancing at some point and I never fuckin finished it OH WELL

[skizmin]

Ravenclaw Woojin

genre: fluff of course, sorta?? enemies to lovers but?? not really???, an adamant y/n and a soft woojin,,,, none of the other members appear which i didnt even realise until i finished

okay so woojin is ravenclaws most trusted prefect as hes the eldest one and literally does The Most to make himself available for others

seriously once he asked the defence against the dark arts professor for a 2 week extension on his assignment so he could tutor 5 people for the upcoming charms exam 

like,,,,,,,, damn

anyway so you actually do this extended course of charms, youre in the same class as woojin and for some reason??? the fact that hes so naturally good at it pisses you off

especially when youre falling slightly behind in that class

okay a LOt behind

your like,, only friend in that class is dropping it next term to focus on her divination classes and she doesn’t get it either but it doesnt affect her grades not nearly as much as it affects yours. 

shes all “dude just ask for woojin to tutor you” and youre like 

No NO no

no way are you being tutored by kim woojin. the idea just embarrasses you

you’re usually fine with getting help from peers but woojin?? everyone goes to him for tutoring and you sorta just dont??? wanna put yourself into that group???

you feel like it makes you inferior to him for some reason which is the worst feeling ever

(even tho you totally arent bc youre beating him in potions anyway)

anyway so its a wednesday morning and the class is about to end to allow the students to go have breakfast (you know how extended courses are out of normal school times ye??)

you’re tired as fuck

confused as fuck

hungry as fuck

everything as fuck

but then “y/n!” called you to your senses and you stopped packing your things

your professor had just called you up, an ancient tiny little man who was apart of the great battle of hogwarts some time ago

“yes sir?”

“come here would you?” 

you shoved your ink jar into your bag and nodded, walking out from behind your desk and saying bye to your friend who was leaving already

god she really did hate this class you thought lmao

the majority of the students were still packing their things away in a slow drawl probably instigated by the dim, sleepy light of the chilly morning

“anything i can help you with?” you awkwardly asked your professor who smiled at you, stepping down from his place standing on books to look up at you

“yes actually, ive noticed you’re falling behind.”

you cringed, hard, not even wanting to turn around and see who was watching

“i suggest you get a tutor if you wanna get an A for this semester, y/n.”

“sir, i don’t have time to be tutored!”

“well then i guess you’re going to fail this course y/n. just be tutored enough to catch you up on the syllabus and then i can help you with the rest, okay?”

you internally groaned. this was bad

“you’re smart, it’ll only be about 2 weeks before youre caught up. im sure theres plenty of people that would tutor you.”

you nodded and politely fare-welled the teacher before turning to walk out of the classroom

the classroom was surprisingly empty, and you were happy to see that, not really excited about your professor sharing the fact that you were failing the course

sighing to yourself, you walked out of the door, planning to go meet your friends in the great hall

“hey! wait! y/n!” 

you whipped around, half scared to death

the halls were practically empty yet

there was kim woojin

standing right next to the doorway you had just exited

your head tipped back. had he really been standing there the whole time?

“do you wanna meet tonight or something? we can go to the library?”

you gave him a pointed stare

“what? why?”

woojin was a little taken aback, he grew smaller under your gaze.

“oh, so i can- you know, tutor you? i heard you were behind by a bit.”

he looked almost embarrassed at how you were responding to his offer as you sharpened your gaze on him

“i dont need you to tutor me. i can find someone else.”

and with that you left a frowning, dumbfounded woojin standing in the hallway as you stalked off to the great hall

stupid woojin

who did he think he was asking you to meet him in the library

surely you can catch up on your own, you really dont need his help. you’re like, shaking your head lmao

smh

but anyway, the end of the day comes and you grab all these phat stacks of parchment and take you study charm books to the library and sit at the farthest ever table away from literally everyone

you start studying properties of all the spells youve learnt this second term

you get to the third spell, aparecium, one youve been having a lot of trouble remembering

you groaned, looking up in your book what exactly the spell meant and remembering it was in fact a revealing charm and you didnt have any pages with invisible ink on them. 

you began flipping further into the book, trying to find the incantation for concealing ink writing so you could practise 

“h-here.” 

you fuCKING LEAPED IN YOUR SEAT

BITCH TF

THAT SCARED YOu oh my god what was he doing here

“s-sorry for scaring you b-but, its got concealed writing on it so you can, like- practise?”

he sounded sorta hopeful as he slid the paper over to you, hands nervously twining with each other in front of him afterwards

your pride was getting to you tho so

“i’m good at that spell, i don’t need to practise it.”

woojin blinked and squinted at you a little, trying to figure out whether or not you were lying

“ooookayyyy. anyway, anything else you want help with? i can explain it a little bit for you?”

you resisted the MASSIVE urge to roll your eyes at him

we get it, youre good at this

“im okay, thanks.”

you expect woojin to leave then, and it seems he does too as he stutters in his movement before clenching his eyes shut

“do you not l-like me or something? or did i-, did i do something to you?” he peeked an eye open to gauge your reaction

he looked almost

scared?

oh no, oh no

what was this guilt? you could feel your glare softening in an instant

why are you liKE THIS

“n-no! i dont!” you stuttered out a reply, eyes widening slightly

and then, he smiled. and he smiled wide

you felt blinded almost, your heart started palpitating. so this is what it was like to have woojin smile at you, and you only.

you were fucked

“oh! okay then! sorry i just-, i just thought i’d annoyed you or something so..” he trailed off, tapping his shoe on the ground suddenly very interested in the lamp on the library desk

“anyway!” he spoke up again. “i’ll uh, i’ll leave you to it. and don’t forget to practise aparecium. it’ll be on the next test for sure.” he grinned at you again and you sorta maybe might have felt heat crawling to your cheeks.

“t-thanks woojin.”

he nodded at you, still smiling before leaving

you banged your head on the table, what in the world was that interaction

whilst burying your face in your hands you noticed he had left the enchanted paper with you, you shrugged

might as well use it, right?

,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, shit

1 and a half hours later yu were groaning out of pure frustration with yourself. no matter how perfectly you practised the incantation or how directly you swished your wand at the page, nothing appeared

no writing or anything

you were beginning to wonder if woojin gave you the right piece of parchment, that this was the one with the invisible ink

you shook your head, looking at the clock closest to you and deciding it was too late to be studying and that your brain mustnt be working right,

you packed up your stuff and went back to your dorm, making sure to get as good a sleep as possible because you had another extension charms lesson tomorrow morning

,,,

anyway so you woke up late in the morning with a sore neck and red eyes. 

this was Not Good

quickly tugging on your robes and frantically shoving things into your bag whilst brushing your teeth you rushed out of you dormitory and ran all the way to the charms classroom

you ran in out of breath, your professor looking at you with an unimpressed look. “glad to see you could make it y/n.” he drawled before turning back to the blackboard

you whined as you saw him writing a test warning for 2 weeks time, sleepily stumping your way over to your friend who was laughing at you loudly

unpacking your things, you glanced around the room. eyes landing on woojin who had a hand resting under his chin staring right back at you

your cheeks went a bit red when he smiled at you, giving you a small wave before turning his head to the board again

your friend next to you shoved you a little bit, when your turned your head you face her she simply mouthed an i saw that

you rolled your eyes and paid attention to the rest of the lesson without any distractions

anddddd thennnnnn it was over

you blinked, your notes were cleaner today than usual

“hey, y/n!” you looked up to find woojin standing in front of your desk, toothy grin on his face as per usual

your heart sorta skipped a beat before you were able to tell it not to

“hey woojin :))” you smiled, trying your best to sound friendly whilst not looking like an absolute fool

he sorta squinted at you a bit before “so uh, how was studying?”

it was your turn to look at him sceptically this time

“it was,,,,,, good??” you questioned, unsure of how to respond

woojins smile sorta falters before coming back with a somewhat sad lilt to it

“ah, right. well i gotta go. my friends are waiting.” and with that he nodded at you and left

you were confused as fuck

well, that was certainly weird

anyway, for the next week and 3 days, woojin completely avoided you

you’d be fine with this of course if you hadnt gotten that little soft spot for him a while back

it sorta hurt when your smiled at him and he sorta just sadly smiled back and looked away, or if you were gonna say hi to him he’d scurry away before one word could leave your mouth

you were really down about it honestly

bUT you also didnt have time to worry about it

your test was in FOUR. DAYS. 

AND you had studied everything else to the best of your ability apaRT from the revealing charm, aparecium.

you wanted to cry, no one could explain it well enough to you and you could say the incantation right bc everyone spoke too fast and apparently you had to use it MULTIPLE times on the tes to maKE QUESTIONS APPEAR. 

QUESTIONS

INVISIBLE QUESTIONS THAT COUNT TOWARDS YOUR MARK

basically, you were having a mental breakdown and you knew there was only one person left to try and explain it to you

kim woojin

again, he was A V O I D I N G    Y O U

which made you angry bc you neED TO GET AN A

anyway, so your class on a tuesday was an afternoon class and you sorta just planned to corner him there after class

flitwick usually left 10 minutes early to arrive at his choir practises on time and put a charm on the door so no student could leave early

so the time comes, the bells ring and students rush out of the class you go and lie in their beds or whatever most teenagers do nowadays

and you make your way over to woojin’s desk as he packs up his things, he was always the last to leave

you coughed to get his attention, when he looked up his eyes widened

“i need your help.” you stated, eyes boring into his, you could swear you saw pink flush over his cheeks

“im uh, im busy. sorry y/n-”

“just one charm? please? i really need it, no one else can explain it.”

woojins eyes softened and he bit his lip. he was contemplating.

“okay.” you smiled at him widely “lets try now, okay?”

you nodded, placing you bag down and grabbing out some enchanted pieces of parchemnt, including the one he gave you

you sat down next to him and he look confused

“whats the paper for?”

“the aparecium charm.” you replied simply, turning to face him

a look of realisation dawned over his face

“i thought you said you were good at that charm?” he muttered

you looked at him weird, why was he acting so strange?

“i lied, i didnt want help back then but i do now. so,”

and then he grinned widely, taking a piece of paper that wasnt the one he gave you and telling you to watch closely

“aparecium.” he said, clearly. swishing his wand almost expertly

you looked at the paper in front of you and saw the writing of hello appear on it in your cursive handwriting

you looked up at him in aw.

“can you say it again? slowly? i dont think im pronouncing it right.”

woojin giggled

G I G G L E D

and repeated himself, clear and slow. you nodded at him, taking a random piece of paper and clearing your throat

“wait!” woojin yelped “use this one!” 

you furrowed your brows as he shoved the piece of paper he gave you in the library in front of you

“uh, okay?” you replied, glancing up at his smile

clearing your throat again, you swished you wand and spoke clearly. “aparecium.”

nothing happened to the paper and you groaned loudly

“oh, y/n, your pronunciation is perfect. its the swish thats wrong.”

you bored your eyes into him “what?”

“youre doing it this way. youre supposed to do it this way” he flourished his wand to demonstarte to you the wrong doing

you still furrowed your brow, not really seeing the difference between the two

“here, i’ll show you”

o hMY GOD HE 

HE JUST GRABBED YOUR HAND HOLY SHIT

SIRENS CALL THE AMBULANCE

YOU REALLY ALMOST CHOKED ON AIR

suddenly you felt fire all over. red surely covering your face as you tried to concentrate but holY SHIT

“okay so youre going like this.” he moved your hand in his own, making out the movement you made before

“but you should be doing this.” 

o h

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh

now you get it

you wanted to bang your head on the table for being so dumb about it

“oH RIGHT! woojin you’re literally a life saver!”

he laughed again, retracting his hand from yours as red splashed over his cheeks and onto his ears

“well, go on! try it!

you smiled, looking down at the paper and saying a strong and clear incantation whilst moving your wand exactly how woojin showed you to

you squeALED in excitement as ink dotted onto the page! 

you grabbed woojin by the forearm and raised it above both of your heads in celebration

he laughed and cheered along with you before you settled down, beginning your massive thank you speech.

“seriously i couldnt have done it without your help i could have faile-”

“y/n, read it.” woojin smiled at you

“what?” you replied, confused

“read the parchment.”

eyebrows furrowing once again you looked down at the parchment with now visible ink

do you wanna maybe go to hogsmeade with me this weekend?

your eyes widened

no way

no way no way no way

you snapped your eyes up to meet his

this is why he avoided you! he thought youd rejected him in such a selfish cold hearted way!

“i’ve uh, actually liked you for a while. we missed last weekend but im down to go next weekend if you want?”

“i- i, i mean, y-you! of course! i’ll go with you, yeah! oh my god i am so sorry you mustve thought i was such a bitch i shouldnt have lied im an awf-”

oh my fUCKING GOD

CODE FUCKING RED HIS HANDS WHERE ON YOUR CHEEKS

AND HIS LIPS ON YOURS

BREATHING? WHOS SHE

your eyes clenched shut as you reached to grab the front of his robes, kissing him back

you felt so goddamn dizzy, your mind cloudy at the absolute bliss of the feeling of his lips and how they moved against yours

he started smiling against you and had to pull away, his eyes glimmering and heart beating out of his chest

“i’ll pick you up at your dorms at 10, okay?”

god, youve never smiled harder.

[thenatzabastard]

Finding some comfort

Natsu was walking through town and was in a very sad mood. Having confessed to erza and then being rejected for that...blue haired bastard was too much for him. He can't move on no matter what he does as the other people were walking around hik he just sat there sitting in sadness. He looked as he saw couples flirting with eachother, kissing eachother, and saying "i love you" to eachother and it was pissing him off.

"Not everybody has what you have!!!!" He yelled at the couple and scared them off.

"Woah what's got you in a bad mood" a woman said behind him.

"That's non of you-" he was cut off when he saw the woman she was quite beautiful if he was honest her was hair was black and was done in twin-tails, she wore a white blouse that showed an impressive amount of cleavage that cam rival erza's with a gold necklace around her neck, she had a black skirt with black tights, and wore thigh high boots."business"

"Hmph" she pouted with her arms crossed "don't be rude, im just tryong to find out what's going on"

He apologized "um sorry i didn't mean lt like that"

She smiled "that's better, i forgive you my name is symera what's your name"

"My name is natsu dragneel" he introduced himself

"So your the famous fire dragon slayer i heard so much about, it's nice to finally meet you in person" she said in amazement.

"Yeah i guess you could say that" he said rubbing the back of his hair in nervousness then looked depressed again.

"What's wrong" she asked worriedly

"Listen you seem nice and all but you wouldn't understand I'll see you later" he siad as he walked away

As he began to walk away he heard shout "wait" she grabbed his hand stopping him from going further.

"Don't just walk away like that" she said with concern

"Please let go" he begged

"No not until you tell me what's wrong" she persisted

"But you don't know me, why would you want to help me" he asked

"I may not know you but that doesn't mean we cant be friends and know eachother later on right" she said and this shocked him but after that he smiled

"Alright, ill tell you"

Later

"So you confessed your feelings to that erza girl and now you won't be able to move on because of your... instincts?" She concluded

"Yup" he said

"Wow that sounds like a nightmare not being to move on and get stuck in pain" she thought

"Oh you have no idea" he said with a sigh

She sat in silence for a moment then got up from her seat and held out her hand towards him and natsu just looked up in confusion. "Come on aren't you going to take it?" She asked

"......why would i take your hand" he aaked not getting it

'Wow they weren't kidding he really is dense' she thought

"I meant grab my hand were gonna go somewhere" she concluded

"But where?" He asked

"Just follow me" she said

As they left symera brought natsu to a starry sky and it looked beautiful, all around him there was a field of grass and trees and it looked very peaceful. Symera looked at natsu's shocked fave and laughed.

"Beautiful isn't it, i come here all the time when im sad and when i look at the stars i feel as if all my sadness went away" she said with a smile

"This place is beautiful i feel happy inside" he said as he looked at the sky and synera just looked at him happy that she was helping him.

The next day

"Geez where is that flamehead" the ice prick said in nothing but his underwear.

"Darling your clothes are gone" juvia said

"Gaaa!!! Ah crap not again!" gray yelled as he went to go find his clothes

"juvia will help you search for them my love!" She said as she went to help him

"It's not like natsu to be missing for a long time i wonder where he could be?" Wondered lucy with worry

"I hoe that he's ok" wendy said also with worry

"This natsu were talking about" erza walked up with the group with a smirk "i wouldn't dwell on the matter for to long since nothing could bring his mood down for long"

She then frowned as she remembered why natau left when he confessed and ahe didn't feel the same way for him. 'I hope i didnt change him for the worse' she thought in worry.

Just as she thought that the doory swung open with a loud natsu saying "IM BACK FAIRY TAIL!!!!!!"

"Well someone is in a happy mood looks like we were worried for nothing" Lucy said with a smile

"Yeah still the aame idiot as before" gray said with a smirk

"You wanna go ice prick" natsu said as he butt heads with gray

"Bring it flamebrain!" they get ready their magic and....get their heads smashed together by erza

"You two boys will never learb to get along will you" she said with a sigh then looked at natsu and smiled "now natsu, im pleased to see that you ar-" she got cut off

"Oh yeah i forgot to tell you about someone" he said with excitement

"Someone?" Erza asked confused

Natsu came in with symera and the whole guild fell silent.

"Everyone this is symera" he said happily

No one said a word not even erza and when she saw how close she was to natsu she couldn't but get a bad feeling in her stomach and she didn't know why.

"Holy cow natsu brought a girl!"

"I knew this day would come!"

"Our natsu fell in love with girl and a sexy one to!"

Just as the one person said that natsu punched that person in the face "watch what you say to her punk"

"Now, now natsu calm down im sure he meant to say that i was pretty" she said nervously

"Your not pretty.......your beautiful symera" he said woth a smile

Her face turned as red as erzas hair and natsu never complimented a girl before and part of her wanted him to call her beautiful to.

"Come on natsu that's embarrassing" she said with her fingers touching eachother

"Sorry but it's the truth" he said with a happy smile and natsu and symera went out of the guild together and the team just sat there in silence

"What just happened" gray said shocked

"Juvia does not know but natsu brought a girl juvia is ok with her as long as she doesnt steal Juvia's gray!" Juvia said possessively

"Natsu's so bold" wendy said with a red face

"I didnt know natsu knew anything about women" lucy said in amazement

Erza didn't say anything she just stared at the door they went out of and just the same feeling she got earlier 'who was that girl and why were they so close to eachother could they be...no they couldn't natsu couldn't possibly know anything about a relationship, but why does it hurt' she thought little did she know she was jealous.

[fatrainbowmermaidunicorn]

3AM Drive - Thru (JJK x You x The8/Minghao) //Chapter 8

MASTERLIST

(Feat. The ‘97 liner of the male squad idol)

“Hey Y/N, my idol friends wants to meet you. Would you like to?”

“Oh, you mean your group members?”

“Nope. My 97 liner friends. Hey, you are a 97 liner too! You can join the squad!”

“You have a 'squad’ now?” Y/N giggled. “Sure. I would love to meet them. But who’s them again?”

“My own group members, DK and Mingyu, Got 7’s Bam Bam and Yugyeom, NCT’s Jaehyun and the most popular idol of course… Jungkook from BTS,”

———————————————————–

“Jung…Jungkook?” She stuttered.

“Yes. From BTS,” Minghao looks up from his food and turned to Y/N. “Why do you sound so shocked? Are you a fan? Omg, are you secretly an ARMY?” He fake gasps. Y/N smacked his shoulders.

“Yah! No…no! You know I’m not into these k-pop things,” Y/N gave a nervous laugh. “The only group I know is yours, and that’s only because you make me listen to it almost everyday!”

“Hey, you should be thankful I’m blessing your ears AND eyes with our songs and performances,” Minghao defended himself. It is true that he had made Y/N watch every single Seventeen’s performance video out there. The only thing left is to actually get her to the concert. Which he will, soon.

“You are right. My eyes are blessed,” Minghao quirked an eyebrow to that. Is Y/N talking about him? “That Wonwoo guy is ridiculously hot. He’s really a sight of sore eyes. Especially with you around in the videos!”

Minghao eyes turned sad but starts to sparkle again when he realized that Y/N is only teasing because she laughs so hard looking at his reaction until she teared up. Minghao smiles and shoved her shoulders playfully, his heart calming down. “Yah, you should be grateful this most wanted star is actually willing to wake up just to eat some ridiculously early breakfast with you!”

Y/N, who is still laughing just nodded, “Yeah, yeah,”

“So, will you meet them?”

Y/N, finally able to compose herself nodded. “Yeah, why not. You know I will do anything for you, especially if its important to you Minghao,” she smiles and continue digging into her waffles. Just one simple smile and one simple statement, and Minghao’s heart is pounding so loudly that he’s sure people from across the world can hear him.

God, Minghao. You really have to do something about these feelings. Minghao reminds himself while patting his chest.

                        —————–

“They are still not here yet?” Bambam kept on glancing at the door of the cafe. After a lot of planning, they finally manage to set a date where everyone is available to meet Y/N.

“Why the hell are you so excited?” DK raised his eyebrows at Bambam’s giddyness.

“I’m just excited to meet the girl who is currently the talk of the town. And also, for your information, its getting kind of boring when its always just us guys hanging out,” he pokes DK’s chest while explaining.

Jungkook just sits quietly and sipped his coffee, looking calm, but in the inside he is no way near being calm. He’s definitely nervous. He wonders if Y/N knows that she’s meeting him tonight? And if she does, is she looking forward to it? Is she still angry at him? Did she really moved on? Does Minghao knows about them? So many questions lingered on his mind.

“They are here!” Jungkook turn to look at the door. His heart starts to beat even faster, out of excitement or nervousness, he himself is not sure.

He saw Minghao entered first, one hand holding the door for Y/N and the other clasping hers tightly. He was smiling widely and she was laughing at something he said. To anyone who is watching the scene, they sure look like a couple. A very much in love and happy couple. Jungkook huffed at his own thoughts and turned back to his seat, waiting for their arrival.

“Gosh she is even hotter in real life,”

“Now I really wants her to join our squad,”

“I cant wait to mock the hell out of Minghao later. Look at his stupid grinning face! That boy is in love for sure!”

“Yikes, you are right. She looks more like a celebrity than we do!”

Jungkook can hear the chatter of his friends but all he can focus on is Y/N. She caught his stare and after more than two years, they finally made eye contact. And she smiles.

                           ——————

Laughter and cackles can be heard around the table. It has been hours since they were introduced to Y/N and apparently the boys not only thinks she’s hot, but funny, witty and interesting. They enjoyed her company very much.

Jungkook did join the conversation here and there but most of the time he just keeps on staring at her. Thank God he is known for being akward to new people, so the other boys thought he is just quiet because he is meeting her for the first time. Y/N, who is too busy chatting with boys didnt notice the staring.

They bumped into each other when Jungkook came back from taking a breather outside and Y/N from the ladies’ room. They stand there akward with each other.

“Hello, Jungkook,” Y/N smiles at him. That beautiful smile that he miss so much.

“Hello Y/N,” Jungkook managed to stutter out. It feels so weird to hear her calls him Jungkook and not Kookie like she usually does. Y/N nod at him and start to make her way back to the table. “Hey, why dont we go out and talk for a bit? Its been so long since we last seen each other,” Jungkook caught her wrist before she could get away.

“Sure, why not,”

“So how are you?” Jungkook starts. He is grateful that the cafe have an outdoor section that is cozy and filled with sparkling fairy lights. It makes the environment more warm and… romantic?

“I’m so much better now. I feel better,” Y/N replied, full of sincerity.

“I saw on the news that you had chosen to reveal your identity. I’m glad you finally decide to do it,”

“Yeah. I think I’m ready now. Its about time anyway. I cant hide who I am for so long. I feel like I’m in a better place now. Happier and stronger,” with that, an akward silence seems to come between them. Jungkook spoke up after a while.

“Y/N… are we… are we okay now?” Y/N looks at him, her eyes staring holes into his soul.

“Yeah. I think we are Jungkook. I think I have finally overcome my weakness,” Jungkook dont know how to feel about that. He should be happy. He should be glad that Y/N has overcome her weakness. Her weakness of loving him too much. But his heart cant seem to be happy for her. “I never thought I can do it. But Minghao came into my life like a blessing. I dont think I can be as happy as I am today without him,”

Jungkook felt a little ached in his heart but decides to smile anyway. “That’s…. good. Are you two…?” He put two of his fingers close together, implying that he is asking if they are together.

“Oh no, no,” Y/N shakes her head. Then she smiles. “Not right now at least,” she laughs at that. “I dont think Minghao feels that way about me. But he is the best bestfriend I could ever ask for. And he is such an amazing man,”

Jungkook can hear the adoration and awe in Y/N’s words that makes him wonder if she herself didnt know that she is indeed already fallen in love with Minghao.  The word best friend felt like a slapped to Jungkook’s face. That title use to be his.

“And how about you? How do you feel about him?” too curious, he decides to ask. Jungkook knows for sure that Minghao definitely has feelings for Y/N and he will say yes in the blink of an eye if she ever asks him to be with her.

“I dont know, to be honest. During the two years we have been together, I dont think I have ever felt happier. He takes care of me and he’s always there for me. I might not know exactly how I feel but all I know is I want to see him happy all the time. I cant imagibe anything bad to happen to him. I think I will die if that ever happens,”

Jungkook ponders on her words. He can feel his heart clenching. He asks the only thing he can think of. The only way that can ensure that she will atleast be in his life again. “Hey Y/N? Can we be friends again?”

“Yes. I dont see what’s wrong with it,”

                          ————– Inside the cafe, Minghao is curious. He saw Y/N and Jungkook went out and talk at the outdoor portion of the cafe.  He finds it weird that they took so long as he knows that Jungkook is usually uncomfortable with new people. Especially girls. Minghao finally decides to just let it go and trust Y/N. Afterall they are not together for him to be jealous or angry. For all he knows, Y/N might really be an ARMY and she’s fangirling on Jungkook like crazy right now. He chuckle to that thought.

“Hey, why are laughing?” Y/N whisper to his ear while she slipped back into the seat beside him

“Oh, you are back,” out from the corner of his eyes he can see Jungkook taking his seat too. He has some kind of glow on him. Like he’s happy. Too happy. He wonders what did they talk about.

“Yeah, sorry. Jungkook and I talked,” she smiles. A smile that is enough to not make Minghao asks about their conversation. “Hey, its almost 2am,” she glanced at her watch. Minghao laughed loudly, understanding what she meant.

“Hey guys, its running late. I think Y/N and I will make a move first,” Minghao told his loud friends who are still busy chattering.

“Awhhh come on. Its the weekend. Y/N doesnt have work tomorrow! We thought about catching the last wave at that new bar nearby. Join us!” Yugyeom excitedly exclaimed.

“Nah, maybe next time. Besides, Y/N doesnt drink anyway,” Minghao explain.

“What? Really?!”

“Amazing! I’ve never met anyone our age who doesnt drink,”

“Ahh, no wonder Minghao drinks less now. Y/N, you are seriously a good influence on him. Please take care of our Minghao better,” DK winks.

Jungkook just kept his mouth shut. Y/N not drinking is one of her qualities that he love best, unlike Minji who gets insanely drunk any chance that she can.  His feelings are like a tornado today. His been feeling a lot of things tonight; happy, giddy, butterflies in his stomach, heart clenching, anger, proud and the two most confusing ones are jealousy and the feeling of being in love…

“Shut up,” Minghao smacked DK. “We have another place to be anyway. Its almost 2am,”

“Ahhhhh okay we get it. Go ahead then,” Bambam smirked, suggestively and wiggling his eyebrow. “We didnt know you guys have that kind of relationship,”

Y/N turned red in the face at what Bambam is suggesting and Jungkook feels like he’s dying. He knows he has Minji now and he did way more with her, but the thoughts of Y/N and Minghao… he just feels like punching everyone.

“Yah! Its not like that you ass!” Minghao exclaimed. “See, now you are embarassing Y/N!” The boys laugh. “We are going to the drive thru to get some chicken nuggets,”

The boys laughs even harder. “Whatttt? At almost 3 am?”

“Its Y/N’s habit okay! And apparently I am always the sacrificial lamb that has to do it with her,” Minghao grabbed Y/N’s hand and rubbed its back, an act that didnt go unnoticed by Jungkook.

“Yah! Shut up! If its not because of this habit we might never have met!”

Jungkook clenched his hands into fists under the table without realizing. He really really dont understand why he is feeling this way. It should be him that's supposed to take her to the drive thru. Him and only him.

So I guess you did find someone else who is willing to do it with you. I really wish its still me though…

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Jungkook grab her hand.

“Y/N I need to talk to you. Please,” he then turned to Minghao who starts to stand up. “And it would be wise if you do not interfere. This is between me and her,”

                            ////////

“Yah Y/N. Why are you talking to MY Kookie and his oppas like that, you psychotic fan!? Dont you know who he is? Who they are? Who I am?”

“Minji, stop it. Just-”

“Its okay Jungkook-ssi. Minji-ssi, I apologize.  I will asks someone else to assist all of you for the broadcast,”

“Y/N, you dont have to-”

“Let go of my hand Jungkook-ssi. Please respect Minji-ssi’s feelings. Afterall, I am not of importance to you,”

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Mark and Jack were in the living room. Its been about half an hour since their little incident at lunch. Mark had put the dishes in the sink. He didn't want to wash them at the moment, having felt to lazy.

Him and Jack were watching TV, with Jack quietly munching on his cookie, which was once again positioned on his lap. Everything was quiet, peaceful..

When suddenly, Mark sat straight up from his relaxed position on the couch. " CRAP!! " He yells, as he shoots up on to his feet.

Jack jumps in shock and surprise, causing his cookie to tumble off his lap. He looks over at Mark, who's carding his hands through his hair. Before he can sprint off, Jack pipes in.

" Mar-Mark? " Mark pauses for a second, and looks over to Jack. " Whats wrong? " he asks, noticing the panic flitting across his face. " I left Chica outside, shes been out there for hours! " " Who's Chica? " " My dog! "

And with that, he sprints off.

' Dog? ' Jack thinks, a shudder running through him. He doesn't have the best experiences with dogs..

After that thought, he can hear the slight groan from the back door, then the ' clack clack clack ' from the doggos nails. " Oh, Chica, baby girl, I'm so sorry! " Mark says.

' That sure sounds like a big dog.. ' Jack thinks nervously. Jacks suspicions were soon proven correct when Mark comes into the room, fingers hooked onto the puppers collar. Chica soon notices him, and yips excidedly.

Jack freezes up when he notices her attention, and scitters back a few inches. I mean, yes she's cute, but she could hurt, or even KILL him, weather accidentally or not..

When Chica is able to drag Mark fowards a bit, Jack cringes. He grabs the hem of his shirt, and stars wringing it. He casts panicked, fearful glances Mark's way.

Luckily, Mark notices.

" No, Chica, no! Calm down, be good! " Mark says, hoping Chica will listen.

She doesn't. Apparently, she doesn't want to be a good girl.

She yips and barks, clawing and pushing against Mark's hold on her with all her strength. Mark tries to hold onto her. He goes to wrap an arm around her, to hold her still, but his grip lossens for just a second..

And that's when Chica makes her escape.

Jack cries out in terror, and scrambles back on the pillow. He ends up tumbling off the back, wedging himself in between the pillow and the back of the couch.

Chica makes it to the pillow within a second, sniffing and snuffling at the pillow. Jack burrows under the pillow. He presses his hands against his mouth, and shuts his eyes tight, begging himself to please not make any noises. He know Chica can smell him, but he's hoping that if he doesn't make any noises, she won't find him..

Yeah, Chica had other plans. She sticks her nose under the pillow, causing a scream to make its way past his lips. Flashes from when a women sicked her dog on him flashed before his eyes. The howling, the ransed breath, the feeling of teeth digging into him, only escaping because he had a tooth pick to help him climb up mounds of dirt to get to the womens garden..

Its suprising this all happened within a matter of seconds. Mark gets to Chica, and starts scolding her. " No Chica, bad girl! I said no! " Mark says, as he grabs her collar once more. She lays her ears back, and looks up at him, puppy dogs out and ready.

After a moment of holding his stern exterior, it cracks. Mark gives a small smile of fondness, and gives her a quick pat on the head. Mark looks to the pillow, and frowns. He can see small vibrations coming from the pillow, or should he say, from the small Irish borrower hiding under the pillow. He hopes this didn't mess Jack up to much.

" Jack? " No response, though Jack does notice the concern in his tone. " Jack, I'm so sorry about what happened. Chicas strong, and she got away from me. I know your scared, but I swear she wouldn't hurt you. Can you please come out? "

A quiet whimper answers him. With a plan he just came up with to follow, he sits down next to the pillow, slowly. He reaches over, and grips the edge of plush cushion. " Im going to move the pillow now, OK Jack? " No response, Mark took that as a yes.

Jack can feel when the pillow raises up off him, and presses himself into the cushions of the couch.

Chica, now sensing the fear ( which they can. Dogs can tell what your feeling, be it happiness, anger, or sadness. I think they can smell the chemicals that make up your emotions? Idk I read that from somewhere.. ) radiating from Jack, sets her head down on Marks lap.

Mark reaches over, and taps Jack's back. " Hey, it's OK, it's ok buddy. Chica was just excited. She's calm now, look. " Mark says. Jack glances up, and sees Chica staring at him. Her tail is wagging twenty miles a minute, but she doesn't move.

Jack, hesitantly, sits up, but doesnt move from his spot pressed againt the couch cushions. It's a start.

Chica raises her head in interest when Jack sits up, but rests her head back on Mark's lap after a moment. " Good girl.. " Mark mumbles to her, and gently stratches behind her ears. He thought she was going to try and sniff at Jack again there, for a moment. Chica glances up at Mark for a moment, before her attention flicks back to Jack.

" Alright, Jack, I have two choices for you. One, we can keep Chica in here, and you can get to know her. Or, I can put her in my room for now. Which one would you prefer. "

Jack chews on the inside of his cheek. He wants to get to know Chica, he really does, but all he can think of it that other dog, the pain, and fear, and, and..

" Ple-please put her in your room.. " Jack asks quietly, as he lowers he head. Mark nods a bit, even though Jack can't see him do so. " OK, that's OK, good job, thank you for telling me. " Mark says.

He then stands up, and hooks his fingers on Chicas collar. " Come on, Chica. " He says, and she willingly follows. As an after though, Mark grabs her food and water. He situates her in his room, and sets her food and water down where she will see them.

On the way back to the living room, Mark starts thinking. ' Why am I so concerned for Jack? I mean, yes, he's a person, and he's scared, and I HATE seeing people scared, but I just met him.. '

Then he gets back to the living room, sees Jack, and realizes why. Jack had pulled his knees up to his chest while Mark was gone, his head still tilted down. ' It's because he's so.. Small. So vulnerable looking. It makes me want to protect him. '

" Hey, you OK? " Mark asks, ad he stands next to the couch. Jack nods, still not looking up. " Yeah, yeah, I'm fine now. Thanks. "

Mark frowns, knowing that Jack is lying. He wants to ask him what happened, why was he so, so terrified of Chica? What happened to him to cause so much fear?

But he wouldn't. Jack would tell him when he was ready. Hopefully.

" I'm sorry I freaked out on you and your pup, Mark. " Jack says, and he picks his sleeves. " It's fine Jack, really. Anyone would be scared of a giant dog bounded up to them. " Mark says, reassuringly. ' Maybe not that much, but still. '

Jack glances up at him, shock flitting across his features. Mark.. Wasn't mad? Or frustrated with him? He looks back down.

Then an idea comes to Mark. " You know what? I think you deserve something better than that cookie for having to go through such a scare. Hold on a sec. " Mark says, as he walks to the kitchen, leaving a very confused Jack in the living room.

Mark gets to the kitchen, and walks over to the freezer. He opens the door, reaches in, and grabs the container filled with his vanilla ice cream.

With a smile, he sets the ice-cream on ths counter, and grabs the bottle cap that worked as Jack's plate at lunch. Quickly rinsing it out, he gets a spoon, and puts some on to the cap, when he realizes something.

He doesn't have a spoon for Jack. ' Maybe he has one in his pack? ' Mark thinks, as he remembers the small little backpack in his pocket

After putting away the ice cream, he gentle picks up the cap, and walked back into the living room. He sets it down on the table next to the couch, than sits down next to Jack again.

" Question.. Do you have a spoon your backpack? " Mark asks. This catches Jack's attention. He looks up at Mark. " My backpack? Do you have my backpack? " Jack asks. Mark nods, grabs his pack, and hands it to Jack. " Yeah, I found it earlier. "

Jack takes the pack, and lifts that lid that was heald down by a big button he had sewn on. Glancing over the contest, he sighs contently when he sees everything is still in there. With a nod, he says " I have a spoon. I keep stuff like that in here in case I have to find a new home before I can grab all by stuff. " With that, he fishes around his pack, and takes out a spoon.

Mark smiles, and grabs the cap filled with the sweet, sugary desert. " Good, try this! It tastes amazing, I swear. " Mark says, as he gives the ice cream to Jack.

Jack hesitantly takes the ice cream, and sniffs at it for a moment, a habit he learned when he almost ate rat poison. He can feel the chill of the sinking through the plastic.

He then scoops up a small ( Hah, get it?! Small?! ) spoonful, and takes a bite.

A hum of satisfaction makes it's way past his lips. " This is so good! What is it? " Jack asks, as he scoops up a bigger spoon full.

Mark's jaw drops in shock. " You've never had ice cream before?! " Mark asks, purposely exaggerating his shock a bit. Jack gulps down his spoonful, then nods. " Well, your going to get plenty here, let me tell ya! " Mark says, satisfied when he sees Jack smile.

When Jack finishes his ice cream, he looks up at Mark, a sheepish look taking over his features. He holds up his bottle cap, and asks, " Hey, Mark? Can, can I have more? "

Mark nods, and takes the cap from him. " Yeah, sure! " Mark says, as he heads to the kitchen to get the borrower more ice cream.

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Thank you all so much for the encouragement you've given me

And for being so patient.

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Original Fiction: Geoff goes on a date | Vincent goes on a hike

Author’s Notes:  1) I tried a new writing style for the first time and I think it went rather well. I hope you enjoy it. Thank you @ceata88 for recommending this. 2) This piece has undergone heavy edits, far more than I normally do for my original works.  3) Enjoy Vincent and Geoff in the very early stages of their relationship. Geoff has a lot to learn.  4) A special thanks to @t0asty-marshmall0w, @one-doesnt-simply-walk-in-bagend, @slunkymcgee and @ceata88 for reading various sections.

Word Count: 9530-ish.  The following characters are original characters and belong to me. 

Geoff frowned at his reflection - more specifically, at the bright button-down shirt he was wearing. The shirt was worn open and untucked over a black tee shirt with the cuffs rolled up. Paired with a pair of jeans and his favorite sneakers, he figured it was a classier alternative to just a plain tee. "The fuck am I doing?" He quietly moaned as he ran a hand down his face. "He said 'casual bar' but he wears stupid expensive suits and probably thinks 'casual' means black tie."

The officer's gaze traveled from the mirror and over to his phone.

He could call Brittany; she'd be able to tell him if what he was wearing was casual or not. Calling her, however, would mean that she'd ask why he was asking about clothes - hehad  never asked her about clothes. He knew she'd tease him and, even more worryingly, he was worried she'd be able to suss out the reasons for his questions.

If he didn't call his former girlfriend, he'd run the risk of being either overdressed or underdressed. Overdressed wasn't much of a problem. Underdressed, however, was. If he was underdressed, it'd make for an awkward evening - especially if this 'casual bar' decided that Geoff didn't meet their dress code. He heard horror stories of people being refused tables at nicer restaurants and he didn't want to be one of those people - especially if Vincent was there.

Geoff grumbled and shoved the phone into his pocket. He buttoned his shirt and stared at his reflection before tucking it in.

Then he untucked it.

Then he unbuttoned it.

Then he unrolled the sleeves.

Then--

--he pulled his buzzing phone out of his pocket. He felt his heart skip a beat as he saw Vincent's name on the screen. Geoff quickly read the text and swore under his breath; Vincent said he'd be at the bar in twenty minutes.

Geoff tapped out a reply before putting his phone away. Grumbling again, he unbuttoned and untucked his shirt before running his hands through his unruly hair. "This better be good enough," he paused as he saw the small paunch of his stomach; his shoulders slumped with his sigh. "Dammit; gotta lay off the cheesesteaks..."

He hoped Vincent wasn't turned off by his gut--

--where the fuck did that come from?

Geoff frowned and left the bathroom as he tried to push the worrying thought away; why was he concerned with what Vincent found attractive? And, for that matter, why was he so concerned about what he wore? As he rolled up his sleeves, he told himself that this was just two friends getting drinks.

...he didn't want to think about why that made him sad...

Geoff stepped out of the taxi as he looked up to the sign over the bar. He had heard about this place from his coworkers - the drink selection wasn't great, but the food was phenomenal - and was surprised that Vincent had picked it; it was actually casual! Most of the patrons were just wearing shorts and tee shirts. He glanced down at his own clothes and shrugged as he walked inside; for once, he was overdressed.

Sitting at one of the few remaining tables, Geoff tried to read the menu as his leg nervously bounced under the table. He found his eyes constantly wandering from the menu and over to the entrance as he searched for the elf. Vincent would be arriving any moment; he never showed up late, not even by a second. It was unnerving, but a lot about Vincent was unnerving and he had yet to figure out why.

He kept telling himself that was one of the reasons he liked seeing him. 'Just to figure out the mystery,' he'd always say. Surely, once he unraveled the mystery, his obsession would end--

Geoff all but surged to his feet as he saw Vincent walk into the bar. He gave the elf a wave as he bit back a smile; he found himself grateful for the fact that he only had a tail for three nights each month. The last thing he wanted was for Vincent to see his entire body shaking from his tail's excited wagging. "Hey, Vince!" He smiled as Vincent came up to the table. "Good timing." "Twenty minutes, just like I said." He smiled a crooked smile. "Did you have any difficulties finding the place?" "Nah; just took a cab." Vincent's eyebrow quirked as he sat down. "Can't really condone drinking and driving, y'know?" Geoff smiled as he took a seat. "Fair enough." Vincent laughed. "Do you want to start with food or beer?" "Oh! Uh..." He looked down at the menu - how long had he stared at it without reading it? "Uh, beer's good." "Alright." Vincent picked up the second menu. "Shall we make an evening of it?" "Sure." He tried to curtail his enthusiasm; the idea of spending the evening with Vincent was-- "I mean, I don't work tomorrow, so I can stay out for a while." He tried to look at the menu again but found his eyes wandering. "Do you have to work tomorrow?" "Not really. I just need to do some research. I think there might be a shift in the stock market soon and I want to keep an eye on it." "Oh." Geoff looked down to the menu. He found the stock market as boring as it was confusing and not even Vincent could make it seem exciting.

Their waitress came and took their drink orders before leaving the pair alone. He wasn't surprised that Vincent ordered a dark, imported beer. He stuck to what was familiar - an amber ale - as he turned his gaze back to the menu. "Want to split a pizza? I've heard they're really good." Geoff offered as he watched Vincent. "That sounds nice." His eyes roved over the pages. "And it sounds better than nachos. I never really cared for nachos." "Oh? Why's that?" "Well, they are fine if only one person eats them, but otherwise it is just unsanitary." His voice was slightly distant. "What kind of pizza do you like?" "Meat." Geoff grinned. "I am not surprised." "How about you?" "...meat." The elf sheepishly admitted; his shy smile grew as Geoff barked a laugh. "Wanna split a meat lover's, then?" "Sounds delicious." Vincent closed his menu.

Geoff tried to convince himself that Vincent didn't just wink at him.

After placing their order, the conversation drifted to banal topics as they drank their beer. Vincent was talking about the stock market again and Geoff found himself rapidly losing interest. Instead of listening, he focused on watching the elf. It didn't take him long to realize that Vincent's eyes weren't shining like they usually did when he spoke. "Did you always want to be a stock trader?" Geoff interrupted. "What?" "I can't imagine this is what you wanted to do when you were younger. Well, relatively speaking, I mean." "Oh." Vincent shifted uneasily for a moment. "I... no. No, it is not." "Then what was it?" He refrained from leaning forward, but his attention was now fully focused on him. "You will laugh." "Try me."

Vincent let out a long, slow breath. "I... wanted to own a vineyard." Geoff blinked. "Why would I laugh at that? I know you like plants and you like wine. Why wouldn't you want to do that for a living?" "How about you? What did you want to be?" He tried to hide his disappointment at the conversation shift; drawing personal information out of the elf was damn near impossible. "Me? I've always wanted to be a police officer." Geoff smiled as he recalled a dozen years of being an officer for Halloween. "That is admirable." Vincent's tone was honest. "I cannot tell you how many people I have met that have who gave up on their childhood dreams." He gave a smile to the officer. "I am happy for you."

Geoff quickly raised his mug and took a drink as he tried to hide his blush.

Unfortunately, his beer was finished long before his blush faded.

The officer idly rolled the empty glass between his palms as his eyes fell back to the table. "So," he glanced up to Vincent, "ah..." "Yes?" Geoff blanched slightly. "Never mind; it's stupid." "Just say it." The elf coaxed. "...what plans do you have for the weekend?" A lopsided smile. "I was planning on relaxing. I have no plans. After last week's trip, I am looking forward to a quiet weekend." "Oh." "How about you?" "Nothin' much, really. I thought about maybe going hiking this weekend but I think it might rain. I don't like the idea of being stuck on the side of a mountain in a storm." "Where do you normally hike? There are quite a few parks nearby." "I normally go up to Wolf's Ridge. I've always liked the waterfalls there." "As do I." Vincent met his gaze. Inhaling deeply, he summed up his courage...

"If it doesn't rain, wanna go hiking with me?" "I would like that."

Success.

"Awesome." Geoff grinned. "We'll play it by ear, in case it rains. Did you wanna meet up for breakfast, or...?" "How about breakfast on the mountain itself, if it does not rain? Depending on how early you want to go, that is. Otherwise, we could have lunch there." Geoff's heart was pounding. "Breakfast sounds great. I mean, it'd be early, yeah, but I bet the view's gorgeous." "It is, indeed." Vincent smiled at him before finishing his beer.

The officer tried to ignore the glee he felt bubbling up within him; it was just two friends hiking, that's all.

And Vincent didn't call him gorgeous.

They placed another order for beer when their waitress returned. Vincent had ordered something else - a porter - whereas Geoff kept with his same drink. He didn't want to admit to Vincent that he didn't know much about beer, for fear the elf would think him uncultured... "So, where'd you travel to last week? Y'never actually said." "I apologize; it must have slipped my mind." Vincent sat a little straighter. "I went overseas for a bit, to England." "For business, or...?" "Business, unfortunately." The elf sighed. "I did not stay long - just long enough to take care of things." "I'm confused." "About?" "Well," Geoff took a drink, "y'trade stocks, yeah? What else do you do? I can't see why you'd need to travel if you're a stock trader." "Oh." Vincent sipped his porter. "I also work with a small group of men and women; we solve problems for clients - typically corporations or public figures. I had to meet with a client to discuss their issues with productivity and the declining company funds." "Really?" Geoff did lean forward at that. "What'd you find, if you can tell me?" "There was an embezzler," the elf smiled. "He was clever and had been working for years at his scheme. Unfortunately, his partner left and he was not able to keep up his rouse with only himself. "No way." "Yes." Vincent laughed. "I found out who it was and confronted him. He is no longer working for the firm and I believe he is currently awaiting trial." "You did all that in a week?" "Oh, no. Months of work have gone into this. I was sent their books a long time ago." "Gotcha," another drink, "that's really cool, though. How'd you even get that job? I mean, I can't see that as an easy field to get into."

Vincent nodded. "It is a difficult field to get into, yes, but it can be very enjoying. It is not for everyone, though. It often requires you to do things that many would probably find repugnant." He frowned; Vincent had avoided his question. "That's an interesting way to phrase it." Geoff shrugged. "But, I guess if you enjoy it..." "I suppose you could say that about being an officer." Geoff took another drink. "I dunno about that. You probably get a lot less shit than I do." He shook his head. "I wouldn't change it, though. I love it. Yeah, we got bad eggs, but bad eggs are all around the world. I just want to make sure I can do my part to get rid of them." He cast a sidelong glance to Vincent. "You looking for work? We probably got enough shit going on to keep you busy for quite a while." The elf laughed and shook his head. "No, no. I am afraid I am booked quite solid... but I will keep it in mind." "Works for me."  

The pizza arrived, along with their third beer. Geoff stared down at the massive pie before looking back to Vincent. "This is a little bigger than I thought." "You think so? It looks about right to me." "...We did order a large, didn't we?" "Yes, yes we did." Vincent laughed. "We were going to be here for a few hours, so it made sense to order something that would last." "Makes sense." Geoff nodded as he tried to take a slice; he winced and let go of the crust. "Still pretty hot." "The beer is nice and cold, though." The elf took a cautious sip of his stout before taking a larger swallow. "Good point." Geoff laughed as he cooled his fingers on the glass. "Should be a good pie, too. I've never heard anything bad about the food here." "Indeed. It looks quite delicious." Vincent picked up his fork and knife. He pulled a slice free and placed it on a plate before handing it to Geoff. "There. It should cool faster now." "I should've thought of that," he mumbled as Vincent took his own slice. He tentatively picked it up - only to drop it a second later. "Still too hot--are you seriously about to use a knife and fork to eat it?"

Vincent dropped the silverware. "No." "You were!" "I was no--" "You totally were!" He laughed. "God, Vince. Live a little. Use your fingers!" "But that is unsani--" "We're in a bar!" "Well, yes, but--" "Just eat the pizza like a normal person." Geoff laughed and took another drink. Vincent huffed as he picked up the slice...

Another beer and half a pizza later, the two found themselves laughing and talking as they picked at the toppings. Geoff noticed that Vincent was particularly fond of the sausage slices; he was torn between making crude jokes and feeling strangely envious of the sausage as the elf brought another slice to his lips.

It took a moment for him to realize that the waitress had come back and was looking between them. He didn't quite catch what Vincent said to her, but she left with a smile. "What did you say?" Geoff asked as he took another piece. "I just asked for a few drinks." Vincent said primly as he also took a slice. "What kind?" "You will see in a moment." The elf smiled before taking a bite.

Geoff stared at him dubiously as he chewed. "Should I be worried?" His hand was held in front of his mouth. "Maybe." "Vince...?" "Oh!" He smiled up at the waitress. "That was much faster than I expected." The woman placed two glasses down in front of Geoff and then two in front of Vincent. "The bartender had a free moment." She winked at the elf.

Geoff tried to quell a swell of jealousy that he felt as he watched the elf talking to the waitress. She couldn't be any more obvious in her flirting and, worst of all, Vincent was playing right into it.

Why was he doing that?

His heart sank; maybe this was just two friends meeting for drinks...

He shook his head and stared down at the glass. It was just a clear liquid in a shot glass - did Vincent order them straight vodka--no. No, it was not vodka at all.

The pungent scent of tequila met his nose and he coughed as the waitress walked away. "Tequila?" "Indeed." The elf laughed. "Is this a problem?" "No, but I've not done tequila shots since college..." "Live a little." The elf winked as he licked the back of his hand before reaching from the salt shaker. Geoff forced himself to not stare at the man’s tongue. "You're a terrible influence." He took the salt shaker from Vincent and licked the back of his hand. "Cheers." Vincent licked the salt and downed the shot in one swallow. He picked up a lime slice and bit into it as he stared at Geoff. "Well? What are you waiting on?"

"I'm not waiting," Geoff said. "I just never thought I'd see the day that Mister Suit-and-Tie would shoot tequila like a frat kid." "If it helps, I held my pinky out. Therefore, it was classy." Vincent reached for the second shot. "Come on, Geoff. Take the drink." "Fine." He licked the salt and drank the tequila.

Unlike the elf, he coughed as he reached for the lime. "Damn, Vince. The fuck did you order? Paint thinner?" "Just drink it." The elf said before taking his second shot. "Fine, fine." Geoff put more salt on his hand as he reached for the glass. "But if this is your definition of tequila, I gotta take you to a good Mexican grill. They'll show you what real tequila is." "Alright." Vincent smiled. "Name the date."

Date.

He had asked Vincent out. Twice.

And Vincent accepted. Twice.

He felt lightheaded and not just because of the alcohol.

Vincent had left the table as their sixth beer arrived. Hours had passed and the drinks continued to flow. The pizza was a distant memory and Geoff found himself hungry yet again. He stared across the bar, recalling the sight of the elf's departing back and just how gorgeous he was. His cheeks were beginning to color as two thoughts continued to resurface: hunger and Vincent.

Geoff found himself walking through the bar.

He tried the handle on the door to the single stall bathroom and blinked as it turned.

Geoff pushed the door open and saw Vincent washing his hands at the sink.

He stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.

"Geoff?" Vincent turned to face him, a thin eyebrow raised. "What are--" "You're so damn beautiful." Geoff's words were thick, slurred. Vincent blushed.

In that instant, Geoff realized just what he was hungry for.

Stepping closer, he reached out and put a rough hand on Vincent's arm. He let his calloused fingers trace over the starched shirt as he looked into Vincent's grey eyes. He saw the elf's blush deepen as he took a half-step closer.

Growing braver, Geoff's other hand came to rest on Vincent's cheek. He licked his lips as the elf leaned into his touch. Vincent looked up to him through half-lidded eyes as a smile slowly crossed his lips.

The officer pulled Vincent into a tight hug and kissed him.

Vincent's fingers tangled into Geoff's red hair. Geoff pushed Vincent up against the wall as he kissed him; his body came to rest against Vincent's as he all but pinned the elf in place. His hips pressed firmly against Vincent's as he felt the elf's hands traveling down his sides. Thin fingers dug into his waistband as the elf all but matched Geoff's fervor and desire. His eyes closed as he clung to Vincent, desperate for--

A sudden knock at the door pulled them apart.

Geoff stared at Vincent with unmasked terror in his eyes. He felt trapped. This was a single-stall bathroom - what would everyone say if they saw both men leaving together? "Vincent," he whispered, "what--" "Leave it to me." The elf stepped away as he straightened his clothes. He motioned for Geoff to step off to the side, behind where the door would open, and then grasped the handle.

Geoff watched as Vincent's posture changed. His shoulders slumped, his knees bent and he swayed on his feet as he pulled the door open.

From behind the door, he couldn't see the other man, but he could hear Vincent's drunken slur.

"Give it a bit," the elf's words were thick. "jus' trust me..." A hiccup. "Y'don't wanna go in there..." He stepped out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him as the other man quickly walked away...

Geoff took a few moments to compose himself before he left the bathroom. He couldn't and wouldn't bring himself to look at his reflection as he left the messy bathroom. In all truth, he was ashamed. He had shoved the elf against the bathroom wall and damn near swallowed his tonsils!

His cheeks burned with shame as he made his way back to the table. He sat across from the elf but couldn't look Vincent in the eye; he was too mortified to raise his gaze from the table. "Geoff?" "I should leave." He mumbled as he pulled out his wallet. "Lemme pay--" "I have already settled the bill." Vincent was frowning. "Are you--" "I'm gonna go home." Geoff stood up. "Thanks for the drinks." "Geoff--" "Bye."

He stood and quickly walked away, leaving a confused and worried Vincent alone at the table...

Geoff shoved his hands in his pocket as he walked down the dark streets. The pleasant buzz of alcohol had long since faded but his thoughts still were a jumbled mess. He knew he should have hailed a cab but, instead, he found himself walking the several miles back to his home.

He felt like he needed the walk.

The officer fished a cigarette out of his pack and lit it as he made his way home. He had been trying to cut back, but right now felt like the best time for a smoke. He tried to focus on the burning embers but instead found himself thinking back to Vincent.

His thoughts always went back to Vincent.

He wanted to say that the elf wasn't flirting with him, but he knew that wasn't right. Vincent didn't shove him away, either; he kissed him. Vincent kissed him. Vincent pulled him closer and kissed him. Geoff licked his lips as he savored the memory. Vincent had clung to him and kissed him. He could taste the beer and the pizza through their kiss. Hell, he could even taste that piss-poor excuse for tequila that Vincent had him drink.

Even the tequila tasted like mana, when tasted on Vincent's lips.

Geoff closed his eyes as he stopped under a street light. He rubbed the back of his neck as he pulled the cigarette from his mouth. The maelstrom of his thoughts stilled as he exhaled.

He was in love.

Geoff opened his eyes and resumed walking.

He was in love with the elf and he couldn't deny it any longer. He was completely and utterly in love with Vincent.

And he had ruined their first kiss.

He had wanted it to be romantic, something sweet and tender. Instead, he practically assaulted the elf and tried to suck out his soul through his mouth. His heart sank down to his shoes as he kept walking. He didn't even know if Vincent would want to see him now. Yes, the man had kissed him back, but Vincent could've just been drunk. He knew plenty of people who would kiss anyone or anything that seemed remotely human if they were drunk. What if Vincent was one of those people?

He pulled out his phone and stared at it. He knew he could call the elf. He knew he probably should. He knew that he should apologize for his behavior. Geoff tapped out the first few numbers before returning his phone to his pocket.

Vincent probably didn't want to hear from him.

He snubbed out his cigarette and threw the butt away before returning his hands to his pockets. With sagging shoulders, he resumed the long walk home...

Back at the bar, Vincent returned his card to his wallet as he stared at the spot where Geoff had been. He let out a long, slow breath as he shook his head.

It was apparent that Geoff was still struggling with himself - anyone with a single brain cell could see it! - but this was even worse than he expected. There was no way for him to be even clearer about his intentions...

...unless, of course, neon lights were involved.

But Vincent had standards. Low ones, yes, but he still had standards.

The elf took another drink before wiping the glass with his napkin, just enough to smudge his finger prints. He did the same with the silverware and then stood up. He tried to ignore the buzzing in his head as he left the bar. He did not catch the waitress' eye, even though she was staring intently at him, and he stepped out onto the sidewalk.

It was a cool night, with a hint of rain in the air. He inhaled deeply and pulled out his phone. He had half a mind to call Geoff, just to check on him, but he dismissed the thought. Geoff needed time to be alone - even if Vincent wanted to be around him.

Instead, he called his sister.

After a quick conversation, the woman agreed to drive him back to their apartments. She ended the call as Vincent walked towards her favorite bar...

His sister was sitting in a small booth with Jean-Claude and a buxom woman that Vincent could only describe as "posh." The older woman had her arm around Scylla's shoulders as the elf leaned into her voluptuous form; her head was resting on the woman's large breasts. Vincent slid into the seat next to Jean-Claude. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as the man pressed a kiss onto his cheek. Vincent returned the gesture before looking to the woman that was playing with Scylla's curling hair. "Hello. I'm Vincent. And you are?" "Oh, hello!" She held out her hand to the elf. "It is so wonderful to finally meet you. Jean-Claude and Scylla speak so highly of you." She enthused as they shook hands. "I am Sophia." "Sophia is a very dear friend of mine, matou," Jean-Claude smiled as his arm snaked around Vincent's waist. "She is visiting and I thought she would like meeting your sister." He gave the women a smile. "And I was quite right. They have spent the entire night discussing magic. This has, however, left me oh so bored!" He sighed dramatically as he brought the back of his hand to his forehead. "Thankfully, you have arrived to save me from my boredom!" He turned to press his front against Vincent's arm. He batted his long lashes up to the elf with a playful grin on his sculpted face. "Are you sure magic is all they're discussing?" Vincent looked to Jean-Claude with a raised eyebrow. "It looks more like they have been making plans for after you leave..." "Who said I would ask him to leave?" Sophia tittered as she reached for her wineglass. "If you want to keep him around, then feel free. I'm just not sure he'd do you much good." Vincent met Sophia's gaze. "Nonsense." Scylla poured her brother a glass of wine. "I'm sure we'd find a use for him." "I can hold the camera," Jean-Claude laughed with the others...

After another drink, the siblings bid farewell to their companions. Jean-Claude and Vincent shared a chaste kiss as Scylla and Sophia hugged and exchanged phone numbers. The two men watched as the women kissed their goodbyes.

And kissed.

...and kissed...

"Why do you no longer kiss me like that, matou?" "Because we stopped being lovers about fifty years ago." "We could change that..." "Maybe later." Vincent climbed out of the booth. "For now, I am chasing after someone that I am quite fond of." "Does this mean I am your second choice?" Jean-Claude put a hand over his long-dead heart in mock outrage. "Jean, no one could ever replace you. You know that." "Then prove it." The vampire said as he came to stand before Vincent.

Vincent rolled his eyes before pulling Jean-Claude into a deep, passionate kiss. He held the vampire tightly in his arms as he leaned over him, all but sweeping Jean-Claude off his feet. Vincent felt Jean-Claude's hands clutching him as his own eyes closed. Despite all the years that had passed, Jean-Claude had not changed - kissing him felt like returning home...

Sophia and Scylla watched the scene with amusement as they stood arm-in-arm. "Your brother is quite skilled," Sophia commented as she looked at the pair. "Jean-Claude taught him that." "That explains it." She nodded. "Should we pull them apart before Jean-Claude refuses to let him go?" "Probably..."

Vincent laughed as Jean-Claude playfully fought to remain in his arms. The vampire pouted as Vincent and Scylla waved and walked away, only to sigh as Sophia placed his head on her breasts. He let himself be lead back to the booth as the tall woman crooned and petted his hair...

The elf climbed into the passenger seat of his sister's SUV and fastened his seatbelt. He didn't react as the engine roared to life, nor did he react to the heavy rumbling of the tires. He knew this vehicle was just a tank in disguise. "So how did it go?" She asked. "Great, up until he left." "What?" "I took your advice and ordered tequila, which went over well. It loosened him up, like you said it would. Unfortunately, after he kissed me, he seemed to realize what he had just done and then he shut down." "Oh dear..." Vincent sighed. "I don't even know what else to do at this point. I'm pretty sure he's in love with me--" "You?" She frowned. "Or the persona you've made? Because I know you, Vincent. I know you won't let him that close just yet."

Vincent's thin lipped expression grew even thinner. She had a point.

"...the persona." He sighed. "I think. This time, I am keeping close to the truth. Not much has changed." "So you say," she glanced to him. "I'm just being honest." "I doubt that." "You're being a bitch." He frowned at her. "I'm just being honest, too." She returned the frown. "Fine. So what if the Vincent he loves isn't the true me? It'll be easy enough to fix that, with some time." "Do you think he'll give you the time or do you think he'll just be too shy to see you again?" "I don't want to think about that." Vincent sighed. "I don't want him to disappear. I actually like him." "Am I ever going to meet him?" "Maybe. I don't want you steal this one, too." "When have I ever stolen a man from you?" She stepped on the brake a little harder than was necessary.

Vincent coughed as the seatbelt tightened across his chest. "Don't give me that! You've stolen almost every single man from me, except for Jean-Claude!" "I have not--" "And the only reason you didn't steal him is because he's gay!" "Do you want to walk home?" She frowned. "Because if you keep this up, you're walking home." "Fine." Vincent slumped back in the seat. "But it's still the truth."

Scylla frowned at him but said nothing as she drove them home...

Vincent stepped out onto the balcony and stared up to the clouds that were starting to gather. He closed his eyes as he held a small brazier in his hands. He inhaled the smoke and began to chant in an ancient tongue...

Geoff opened his eyes as his phone shrieked on the nightstand. He cursed and pulled the pillow over his head before slowly reaching for it. It was Saturday morning and he had no business being up this early.

He grabbed his phone and silenced the alarm before checking the weather. He was surprised to see that the forecast called for clear skies and found himself both elated and filled with dread. Clear skies meant that he was going to go hiking. Part of him wanted to go alone, but he knew he needed to talk to the elf - even if he didn't want to. He was still ashamed of his behavior at the bar - ashamed to the point he still hadn't answered any of Vincent's texts.

Geoff dug the heels of his palms into his eyes as his phone chimed.

That was Vincent's ringtone.

He slowly picked up the phone again and stared down at the message before sending a quick reply.

Another chime.

Geoff sent another reply before kicking off the blankets.

He was going hiking.

...Dammit.

He showered quickly and dressed just as quickly before hurrying downstairs. He ate a bagel as he passed through the lobby and out into the street. Vincent had said he would arrive at a quarter of seven and Geoff had never known him to be late. The officer yawned as he stood by a light post and tried to ignore the gnawing craving for a cigarette. He had just showered and the last thing he wanted to do was smell like cigarette smoke. While it was true the elf also smoked, Geoff didn't want to be rude and assume that Vincent didn't mind smoke in his car.

He frowned as he heard the low rumble of a powerful engine growing steadily louder. It dawned on him that he had never asked what kind of car Vincent drove.

Geoff's jaw dropped as a car worth more than his entire yearly salary came to a stop in front of him. The window rolled down and Vincent leaned over the divider to smile up at the officer. "Ready to go?" Vincent beamed. "This is your car?" Geoff sputtered as he took in the sleek lines and sculpted curves. "Holy shit, Vince! You drive this?!" "Yes." He laughed. "Jeez..." Geoff carefully opened the door and climbed inside. He buckled the seatbelt and found himself resisting the urge to touch the dash and all the interior features. "How the hell can I get into your line of work? I need one of these!" "What of your muscle car?"

Geoff paused at that; the car had been a pet project that he and his adopted father had started together before the man's untimely demise. He had finished repairing the car a year later and got it working without a hitch, but...

"That car's older than me. This, though. This is--" "Older than what you would expect. It is ten years old." "Shit, really?" He touched the dashboard. "It looks brand new..." "Detailing is a wonderful thing." Vincent laughed. "Are you ready to go? We will not arrive before sunrise, but we can at least watch the sunrise as we drive." "Sure. Let's go."

Geoff kept his hands on his lap as they drove out of the city. He noticed that the elf made very sure to keep exactly to the speed limit. "I can't imagine that you regularly drive this slowly." "It feels like a mistake to speed with an officer in the car." "I guess that's fair." Geoff sighed wistfully. "Still, though; I'd like to see how fast this baby can go." "I would be happy to show you, but I fear that I would have my license revoked if I were caught."

He glanced over at the speedometer and let out a low whistle. "Yep. You would definitely get your license revoked if you hit that... Shame, though." He shook his head. "Damn shame." "There are a few race tracks around here that I can take the car to. I have done it in the past. If I were to do that again, would you be interested in coming along?" "Hell yeah! That sounds like it'd be awesome." He paused. "Would... would I be able to drive it?" "After a few laps at a slower speed, yes." "Yes!" Geoff grinned as he sank down into the soft seats.

They fell into comfortable silence as the car turned out onto the highway. Geoff watched the other cars as he rode past them, occasionally raising his eyes to watch the trees. He couldn't remember the last time he had ridden passenger in a car that wasn't for work. He yawned as his head sank back against the headrest. Quiet music filled the car - it was soft, soothing and hauntingly familiar but, yet, wholly unknown. He sank down a little further as Vincent drove...

His eyes opened when they came to a stop.

Geoff bolted upright. "What? We're here already?" He glanced down at the time and then up to Vincent. "Why didn't you wake me up?" "You looked like you could use the sleep." Vincent said as he turned off the engine. "Do you feel more rested?" "Yeah, but... you should've woken me up. Now I feel bad." The officer groused. "There is no need for that," he smiled softly, "are you ready to go hiking? I have brought breakfast. I think you will like it." "Sure." He climbed out of the car and yawned as he rubbed the last bit of sleep from his eyes.

Geoff came to stand beside the elf and blinked as he finally saw what he was wearing. "You don't mess around when you go hiking, do you?" He shook his head. "Sorry?" "You look like a commando! I mean, seriously. What the fuck are those boots?" He laughed. "SWAT." Vincent deadpanned. Geoff stopped laughing at that. "Uh... huh." He rubbed his stubbly chin. "Did you pick those up at a military surplus store?" "Sure." Vincent pulled a well-worn pack out of the trunk of his car and shouldered it with familiar ease. "Are you going to continue to critique my equipment or shall we get started?" "No reason I can't do both." Geoff fell into step behind Vincent. "I can't believe you're wearing camo pants." He was grinning. "And is that honestly a tactical turtleneck?" "I do not see the reason for your comments." "Do you even own any jeans or tees?" "No." "I'm not surprised..."

He walked behind the elf as their conversation faded into silence. They were listening to the sounds of the forest; birds were starting to chirp as the insects began to warm themselves in the sun. It was peaceful. Geoff smiled; he loved being out here. He looked up to Vincent and felt his heart beating a little faster. It was unusual to see the elf in anything that wasn't a suit and he couldn't help but enjoy the change.

He watched as the elf began to climb up a small ascent. He let his gaze wander over Vincent's back before his eyes came to rest on Vincent's ass. His smile grew as he watched the elf walk. Those pants were so tight - did Vincent paint them on? He must've; they hugged his every curve. And damn, Vincent had a nice ass... He flushed slightly as he imagined what it would feel like; it must've been pure muscle, judging by how it jiggled--

"Oof!"

The officer stumbled over his own feet and lost the struggle to regain his footing. Swearing, he pushed himself upright and found himself staring into Vincent's grey eyes. "Are you alright?" "What? Oh, yeah. I'm fine. I just, uh, tripped. Over, a..." He looked around and frowned at the completely smooth path. "Uh. A rock." "I see." Vincent stared at him for a few more moments before turning around. "Well, we are a little over half way up the path to the top of the mountain. Are you okay to keep going or should we rest?" "I'm fine; let's go. I'm curious to see what you brought for breakfast." Geoff fell into step behind him as they resumed hiking...

Not even an hour later, Vincent turned around again.

Geoff had stopped and was wincing as he put his foot down on the ground. "What is wrong?" The officer stood straight and shrugged uneasily. "Just hurt my foot, that's all." "You have been limping for over half an hour. What is wrong?" "It's nothing--" "Sit down." "What?" "Sit. Down." Vincent walked up to him and knelt down in front of Geoff as he sat down on the edge of the path. "Take off your shoe." "Vince, I’m fine." "Off."

Grumbling, Geoff did as he was told. In truth, though, he was embarrassed. He knew he had grabbed the wrong socks in his half-asleep stupor and he knew that his inattention had caused a blister to form. The last thing he wanted was for Vincent to think him stupid and yet, here he was, with the wrong gear...

As the elf looked over his foot, he tried to ignore how Vincent's fingers felt on his skin. Try as he might, though, it was impossible. Vincent's hands were like ice. They felt good on his sore foot but, at the same time, he dreaded to think what that'd feel like on his-- "You have worn a blister on your heel." Vincent placed Geoff's foot back on the ground. "So let's drain it and get going." "No." The elf unshouldered his pack and opened it. He rummaged around for a moment before pulling out a small first aid kit. "I will bandage it for you and give you some better socks before we continue." "You have extra socks?" "Of course." Vincent didn't look at him as he opened his kit. "I always carry an extra change of clothes when I go hiking." "And a first aid kit." "And a pistol."

Geoff blinked at that. "You're serious?" "Of course. Bears are always a concern." "A pistol for bears? Vince, you're gonna need something big--oh." He promptly closed his mouth as Vincent showed him a glimpse of something he could only describe as a 'hand cannon.' "Never mind. That's good." Vincent smiled as he resumed bandaging Geoff's foot...

Vincent sat back on his heels as he looked at his handiwork. Moleskin and a sterile bandage now covered Geoff's heel. "That should be sufficient for the rest of our hike. When you get home, be sure to soak the blister in some Epsom salts. Do not drain it, unless it appears discolored." "Got it.” Geoff watched Vincent as he held out a thick pair of wool socks. He stared down at them before looking back up to him. "I was always told to never accept a gift from an elf." He grinned.

Surprisingly, Vincent returned the smile. "What are you afraid of, Geoff? That you might go mad?" "Perhaps." He was already madly in love with Vincent - what was insanity compared to that? "Well, then, you face a decision." Vincent still held the socks. "Do you continue to walk with improper footwear and risk further injury or do you accept the gift from a fey?"

Geoff's stomach chose that moment to rumble.

"Stomach says take the socks." Geoff said as he poked his own gut. "'cause I'm hungry and I can't imagine you wanting to sit here and eat breakfast." "It would not be desirable, no. But if you could not walk any further, then we would break for our meal before I found a way to get you off the mountain." Vincent stood up in a single fluid motion. "I can walk." He pulled off his other shoe and sock before pulling on the wool socks. He put his thin socks into his pocket before shoving his feet back into his shoes. He accepted Vincent's hand up and blinked in surprise. "Damn. I can't even feel the blister now. They really must be magic." Geoff grinned as he bounced on the balls of his feet. "I never knew they sold magic items at the sporting goods store. I suppose I should notify the manager. He should charge more." Vincent drew on his pack. "You actually got these at a sporting goods store?" "No." "...oh." Geoff fell into step behind Vincent as they resumed their hike.

The sun had fully risen by the time Geoff and Vincent emerged onto the stone face. They made their way out onto the rocks and settled themselves down for breakfast. Geoff's stomach kept rumbling as Vincent pulled small bundle after small bundle out of his pack and placed them on the ground. He could smell sausages and something sweet - what had Vincent brought? "Okay, I'll bite." Geoff leaned forward as he picked up a package. "What is this?" "A variation on a standard elvish trail breakfast." "Oh, goody. Leaves." "Do not worry. I brought variety." "Yay. Sticks." "If leaves and sticks are not appealing, I also brought dirt." "Now we're talking!" Geoff took a small pouch that Vincent held out. "I love dirt first thing in the morning!" "I thought you would." Vincent laughed as he opened a packet of dried sausages. "Here. These are venison. You have pork in your hands. I also brought sweet bread and some fruits." "Did you bring lembas?" Vincent sighed. "Well?" A dry stare. "C'mon, Vince. I know you're a nerd, even if you won't admit it. Did you bring lembas?" A frown. "Not every sweet bread is lembas, you know. But yes, I did bring waybread." "Yes!" Geoff grinned as Vincent handed him a small, dense piece of bread wrapped in parchment. He wasted no time in unwrapping it and biting into the sweet treat. The elf only smiled as he bit into an apple...

The sun continued to climb higher into the sky as the men had their breakfast. Geoff was happily eating his way through the bread and sausages, not noticing that Vincent was watching him. "Geoff," The officer looked over to the elf but didn't speak. "About Monday..."

Geoff broke out in a sweat that had nothing to do with their hike.

"I wanted to--" "I'm sorry." Geoff said as he looked down at his lap. "I didn't mean--uh, I mean. I just... I..." "Geoff, what are you--" "I mean, I'm sorry for kissing you. Well, like that. I mean, I didn't mean to do it like that. I just--" he paused as Vincent placed a hand on his forearm. "What?" "I did not mind." He said softly. "In fact, I liked it." "You did?" Vincent nodded as he slid a little closer to the officer. "I liked it, Geoff, and I like you. Quite a bit, actually. I wanted to talk with you more about this, but I have not been able to get in touch with you until this morning." "I know..." Geoff couldn't take his eyes off of Vincent's hand. "I'm sorry, Vince." "Can I ask you something?" "Yeah." "It seems like you have never dated a man before. Is that true?" "It is." Geoff did look away at that; he turned his gaze to the mountains. "I mean, I don't like men. Never have." Vincent frowned at that. "Geoff--" "But I like you. A lot. More than I've ever liked anyone before." Geoff hugged his knees to his chest as he turned his head away. "I can't stop thinking about you. Everything you do is just..." He swore under his breath. "You're so damn beautiful, Vince. I love watching you, listening to you. You're amazing. And it scares me." "Geoff, I--" Geoff kept talking. "I don't like men, but I like you. It scares me. I don't know what to do about this. I wanna be around you. I wanna kiss you, touch you. I just..." He sighed. "I'm scared. It's not easy to admit, but I am. You scare me, Vincent. In a lot of ways. You're so damn smart and mysterious and--why are you laughing?" Geoff frowned. "Geoff, please," Vincent turned to face him as he put a hand on Geoff's knee, "it is okay. I promise. Just relax; I understand." "You do?" His eyes fell again to Vincent's hand. Vincent nodded. "The fact this is a new experience for you does not deter me. If anything, it makes me like you more." "It does?" Another nod. "The fact you are willing to work through your own fears is..." He paused as he searched for the right words. "I want to be the one to help you." Geoff blinked as he looked up - Vincent was only a foot away from him. "Vince..." The elf gave him a crooked smile as he came closer...

Geoff froze; his eyes grew wide as the color drained from his face. "What is wrong?" "I..." Geoff sighed as he turned his head away. "I can't kiss you yet. I want to. I mean, I really, really want to, but..." "I understand." Vincent smiled calmly and came to sit on his left. "Is this alright?" He gently laced his fingers around Geoff's. "y-Yeah. This is nice." Geoff blushed as he smiled shyly to the elf. "I like this." "I will move at your pace, Geoff." Vincent whispered as he squeezed his hand. "But, I must admit, I am looking forward to the next time you kiss me." "Me too," he bit back a grin, "but I wanna do it right next time. Not, y'know, pin you to the wall and," he sighed, "yeah." "I did not complain about that, now did I?" Vincent winked and laughed as Geoff's face turned as red as his hair...

They finished their breakfast on the mountain top, hand in hand, while Geoff continued to blush. He couldn't believe that he had just told Vincent that he liked him - and that Vincent liked him, too! Well, he had known that part for a while, but it was still a shock whenever Vincent spoke honestly about his feelings.

He was pulled from his reverie when the elf turned to face him.

"Would you like to go see the waterfalls or would you like to start making our way back to the car?" "The falls sound nice, yeah," Geoff pushed himself to his feet as Vincent began packing his bag. "Y'know the way?" "I believe so, but if you are more comfortable leading, then I will follow." "Sounds good." Geoff walked past the elf as he took them to the trails...

They walked in silence for almost twenty minutes before Vincent whistled lowly.

"If I had known this was the view I would have had the entire time, I should have let you lead from the start," Vincent grinned as Geoff spun around. "I must say, Geoff, that color in your cheeks is as nice of a sight as your rear." His smile broadened. "And that is a damn fine sight." "Vince--" he sputtered, "what are you--why are you looking?!" "How can I not look?" Vincent shrugged. "At least I have not tripped over a rock on the trail." He winked as Geoff's jaw dropped. "I did trip over a rock! Honest!" "I believe you." "Good. 'cause it's the truth." "Geoff," "Yeah?" "You cannot tell a lie to save your life." Geoff huffed - Vincent was right. "Fine; I'll admit it. I was staring at you, okay?" "I know." "...oh." Geoff stared down at his feet before meeting Vincent's gaze again. "I'm... I'm not subtle, am I?" "Oh, no, you are." Geoff's pierced eyebrow rose. "You are as subtle as an elephant charging through a china shop." Vincent laughed loudly as Geoff huffed and walked away.

He didn't make it very far before he felt Vincent's hand on his arm. He looked over his shoulder and flushed as Vincent kissed his cheek before walking past him. "Vince--" "Enjoy the view, Geoff. I know the way." The elf winked as he took the lead...

The two men stared up at the massive waterfalls, watching the mists as they sparkled in the dappled sunlight. "I love it here," Geoff said as he shoved his hands in his pockets. "It always makes me happy." "I am glad." Vincent stood with his shoulder almost touching Geoff's. He looked down at the elf and swallowed hard. Vincent was so beautiful...

"Vince?" "Yes?" "I..." He turned and met Vincent's gaze "Geoff?"

Geoff's calloused fingers traced through Vincent's hair as his palm came to rest on his cheek. He let his thumb brush over the crooked smile as his heart hammered within his chest.

I love you.

He closed the distance between their bodies as he pressed a gentle kiss onto Vincent's forehead. He felt Vincent leaning into him. "Kiss me," the elf whispered. "Please." Geoff licked his lips and nodded. His eyes closed as he gently guided Vincent's face up to meet his. Their lips met, a simple press, as Vincent's arms slid around Geoff's waist. Geoff pulled Vincent closer as he slowly deepened the kiss.

The tip of his tongue shyly met Vincent's. He knew that Vincent was holding back for his sake, but he could feel the elf's desire - just as he knew Vincent could feel his own.

His shyness lasted only a moment more before he tangled a hand into Vincent's hair with desperate fervor. Vincent was here, in his arms, kissing him. His body was screaming for more. His hand slid down Vincent's back and towards his--

Geoff pulled away from the elf as quickly as if he had been electrocuted. He heard the distance voices of other hikers over the roar of the water. He stared at Vincent and felt his cheeks darken in shame and embarrassment. Geoff opened his mouth to apologize before sighing and shaking his head.

Without a word, Geoff turned and continued down the trail...

The pair walked in near-silence back to Vincent's car. Geoff dropped heavily down into the passenger seat and stared out the window as Vincent pulled out of the parking lot. He still couldn't bring himself to look at Vincent, all but convinced that the elf hated him. He would've; he was shy, embarrassed, angry and downright ashamed of himself and his feelings for the elf. He knew he shouldn't be, but knowing didn't do a damn thing to fix the decades of internalized hatred... "Stupid..." Geoff whispered. "What?" "Shit. Sorry. Not you, just," he sighed. "I'm stupid." "Geoff--" "No, Vince. I am. I'm stupid. I mean, how could I not be?" "I do not--" "I like you so much it scares me and I know you like me, too. Hell, you're throwing yourself at me and I can't even kiss you!" "This is your--" "No--" "No." Vincent frowned. "No, Geoff. Shut your mouth and listen to me." The elf's lips were set in a thin line. "You are not stupid. You are shy and, as much as I hate the phrase, you are still in the closet. Just because I am out does not mean that you have to immediately out yourself! From what you have told me, this is an entirely new experience for you. Of course it will take time for you to adjust." He drove through the park gates. "As for my throwing myself at you, I want you to know that I like you and that it is okay for you to like me, too." Another pointed glance. "But apparently the message is still not getting across, because you keep running away with your tail between your legs!"

Geoff found himself blanching - for several reasons. Did Vincent know--no, he couldn't know. How could he? How-- "Vince, what the fuck?" "What?" Vincent nearly snapped. "I..." Geoff rubbed the back of his neck. "Well, shit. It sounds like that's been building up for a while." "It has." "Oh..." He shifted uneasily in the seat. "Can I ask you something?" "Go ahead" "Do you," he bit his lip, "will you, um..." "Just say it." "...never mind." He sighed. "But, could we make plans for another date? I wanna keep seeing you."

Geoff found himself blinking as Vincent pulled off to the side of the road and parked his car.

Turning in his seat, Vincent stared at Geoff with narrowed grey eyes. "Geoff, I have to say, sometimes you are downright infuriating." "What?" "The only way I could make it any clearer about how much I like you would be for me to shout it with a bullhorn!" "Please don't." "Then stop assuming I do not want to see you!" "...Okay." He stared down at his hands before looking up to the elf. "So, uh... would it look bad on me if I asked you if you wanted to make out--MMF!"

He felt Vincent's hands on either side of his head as the elf quickly closed the distance between their lips. Vincent's tongue ran along Geoff's lips before gaining purchase into his mouth. Geoff's eyes closed as he let himself act on instinct...

The pair separated after several long moments.

Geoff was smiling almost dreamily as he sank back into the seat, subconsciously licking his own lips as Vincent resumed driving. "You really like me, huh?" "Geoff?" "Yeah?" "You are an idiot." "Yeah... but I'm cute." "Painfully." Vincent laughed. "Yes. I like you, Geoff. I like you quite a bit." "Want to get dinner tomorrow?" "I would love to." "Cool." Geoff closed his eyes and found himself blushing as Vincent's hand found his own...

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Memory Loss - One Shot

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Request: Could you do a oneshot where character is Dean and Sam's little sister, and Sam has a hard time when he comes back from Stanford because she is mad at him for leaving and always ducks away from him/is very cold to him since she is actually quite shy because after Sam left she hit her head pretty hard so she doesnt remember him at all other than what Dean tells her?

Pairing: Sam x Dean x sister!Reader

Words: 1030

Warnings: None

Authors Note: I loved writing this request so thank you for sending it in! Might even do a part 2 to this one, let me know it that’d be something you guys would like :D Hope you’re all well :)

You wandered in to the kitchen with a stack of plates and mugs from your room, tipped them into the sink and turned on the hot tap. You stuck your head out into the corridor “Dean?” You shouted there was no reply; he must be out you thought. Heading back into the kitchen, you turned on the radio and started washing up. You were excited to see Dean when he got back, you’d found a concert online which, coincidentally, was around the time of your birthday. You were just drying the final mugs when you heard the familiar echo of the front door banging shut. You threw down the towel excitedly and hurried to greet him, “Where did you go, I’ve got something…” You stopped in your tracks as you saw someone with Dean. He looked familiar to you but you couldn’t quite place where you knew his face from. Then after a moment you remembered. “Sam?”

For a while there was silence until Dean couldn’t stand it any longer, “So you were saying you had something to show me?”

“Its fine it wasn’t important,” You rushed out of the room and didn’t stop until your back was against your bedroom door. You felt panicked. You hadn’t seen Sam in almost 2 years now; he didn’t even come back when you had the accident because he was too busy. You weren’t mad at him for leaving per say but you were always so close and he left when you needed him the most. Yes, you wanted him to be happy but at the same time you so desperately wanted to be selfish and keep him by your side. There was a soft knock at the door but you stood still and quiet, you weren’t ready, not just yet.

That night you had nightmares about the accident; the dark, the cold, the water. The bright hospital lights flickering in and out of a haze and the flurry of doctors and nurses. You sat up, your t-shirt wet with sweat and your chest heaving. You looked over to the electric alarm clock on the bedside table the red numbers flashed 03:24. You sighed and got out of bed. You pulled on a clean shirt from the back of the desk chair and headed to get some water. When you first moved into the bunker you hated the echoes and the darkness, the way the wind sounded as it howled through the cracks in the door. Your brothers would make fun of you saying there was a ghost infestation which made you laugh but didn’t cure the fear. But now you weren’t scared. Nothing scared you anymore. You had seen death, felt it and honestly on nights like these you longed for it. Instead of going back to your room you decided you wanted to stay up for a while and went into the front room. You pulled out a book from the shelf and sat down to try and focus your mind for a little while. As you started to read you felt something familiar about the book you turned it back the cover and then the memory came back. It was one of Sam’s favourites, one of your favourites, the one he’d often read it to you when you were sick.  You smiled as the fondness of those times flooded back. “One of my favourites,” Sam was standing in the doorway, unsure of whether to come in or not “I don’t suppose you’d remember,”

“I do” You said “Well I didn’t until I started reading it.”

“Good memories I hope?” Sam said as he edged in and took a seat nervously “I know they’re always happy ones in my mind,” He seemed to be relaxing,

“Why didn’t you come home?” You asked turning to look Sam in the eyes for the first time. Now you were ready. “I was dying Sam, actually dying and you weren’t there.”

“I knew you were mad at me for leaving I didn’t think we were on speaking terms, I didn’t want to turn up and get you agitated and make it worse,”

“How could you possibly make it worse? I was mad at you for sure but not that mad Jesus!” You felt your chest burning with the rage and pain you’d kept bottled up for all these years. “I can hardly even remember you Sam, my own brother; do you have any idea how that feels?” You could hear your voice getting louder and angrier “2 years and nothing! I barely recognised your face when you came back today. I only know bit and pieces because Dean does nothing but talk about how smart and wonderful you are, the golden child who got into Stanford!” You took a breath and calmed yourself down, “I needed you Sam.”

“You have to know how sorry I am for leaving,”

“Do you know?” You asked interrupting him “Do you know what happened?” Sam shook his head,

“Only vaguely, only what Dean told me.”

“He’d tracked me for weeks before he took me. He kept me in a cellar in the dark and didn’t let me eat for days on end. I lost count of how many times he almost drained me of blood. I kept fighting and finally got out. I ran and didn’t look back I thought I was going to be okay but he found me. We fought and there was a struggle. I fell I hit my head on the rocks before I went in. All I remember after that is the feeling of the water around me, I couldn’t breathe I couldn’t move and I just thought what’s the point. I let go.” You looked at Sam, his face was sad and he looked so disappointed in himself. “I didn’t even know who Dean was when I woke up it took me weeks to remember and not everything’s comeback.”

“I know it’s no consolation but I’m here now. I’m here to stay I promise. Please can we try to make this work, I know it’ll take time but I’m here to make it work, please?”

“I don’t know Sammy, I just don’t know.”