#I HOPE THESE ARE. ENTERTAINING IN A WAYYY... i really did just mean to keep it to non-serious stuff. but the lore. clenches fist

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send asks if we desire you say... hehehe

I ask if you've had a good day :> and also if you have any fun facts about the asunaro agents in mcfdau

SMILES SO WIDE... i did have a nice day, yes!!! got the chance to hang out & talk a bit with my lola + siblings so we're thriving ^_^ <3

as for mcfdau... i do!!! for reference, here are the asu-agents & their names! these will mostly be spoiler-free trivia bwehehe... excluding kai/michiru/hiyori here, because i don't want this to be too overwhelming x']

MINAMI:

— minami was an orphan who was very close with suzuki (kazumi's grandfather) throughout their teenage years together; they considered each other best friends, and though they drifted apart for a bit... after minami sustained an injury in the coast guard (post-war), still restless, he stayed with suzuki in hokkaido and inevitably got wrapped up in the yakuza conflicts that broke out leading up to the hades incident as the police force laid down pressure. & he still blames himself for, even after returning, not being close enough to recognize that suzuki's desire for power was. insatiable. and even then, he's laden with guilt over not being the one to finally stop him. — ...that aside! minami will often eat plain rice with teriyaki chicken. he does not dip his rice in teriyaki, nor does he put any other seasoning on it. like a weirdo. — despite his looks, he tends to prefer really slow instrumentals to anything else. when winding down (since he never enjoyed smoking & finds the company of other people stressful, there are too many social games...), he prefers drinking alone in his office with this sort of music playing. it keeps him from feeling overwhelmed. he still has muscle memory for some of sei's favorite songs on the kalimba...

OGASAWARA:

— ahhh i love her... she is the one in charge of dealing with most foreign affairs/trading in asunaro, as well as the gambling halls. she's very much someone who believes in carving your own path forward, even if it must be through underhanded means to gain the advantage. whereas myojin often finds a certain thrill in the roll of the dice (as it's the one thing he can't predict, unlike cards), ogasawara doesn't care much for gambling at all. everything can be rigged in her favor, and she'll do what she can to ensure as much; it's subtler than others, but she also craves large influence and aspires to be the next chairman. of course... due to her not being japanese, she is reluctant to relent anything with how easily that show of weakness or fateful misfortune can turn everything against her. for as casual as she appears, she's achingly aware of her position and takes the precautions she must to keep her balance in this mess of a world. — despite that all... she does let a few people close enough. usually, they are her subordinates - her captains - who were previously in charge of various foreign mafia in japan before [everything that led to the hades incident]; it was during this time that they had brought themselves together to survive, and that had formed something unshakeable. however, even with them, they aren't witness to her weaknesses -- even if they recognize it, she never speaks on it, and neither do they. — in any case! something lighter: she often enjoys having fruity desserts & treats, even if she can't eat as much of that now that she's older... however, she also enjoys coffee over tea! now that asunaro's been established, there's a bit more room for selfish frivolities like this and it keeps her carefree <3 (well... as long as she doesn't get the time to do that introspection) — also! i think if it weren't for her arthritis, she'd still be killing it with all sorts of instruments. one of the few gifts minami bought for her was a high-quality kutyapi. he may vehemently disregard her inclusion in hand with asunaro, but at least he tries when yakuza politics are aside? (it's complicated. to say the least. but it IS good quality)

CHEN:

— technically a subsidary family that grew into its own with ogasawara's support! chen was found recently after serving her sentence when her family (literal and yakuza) was caught up by the police; she was stuck in juvenile jail and had no place to go afterward, ending up in several terrible places before ogasawara really gave her & what was left of her (yakuza) family a place to belong... she really did save her. this certainly didn't facilitate any untold realizations about her sexuality or anything down the line that she outright refuses to linger any further on when it comes to just how unquestionably devoted she is to ogasawara. surely not. — but yes! this was genuinely an improvement when they weren't forced to support only themselves; of course, they still had to prove themselves to asunaro, but ogasawara kept that opening ready for her... and. even chen's subordinates began to realize how chen was slowly opening up. no longer in this survival mode, she was given the chance to truly be... human, not just their leader. of course, this isn't something spoken aloud either, but there's no denying she's more patient now. more understanding, where before something would've resulted in someone's execution, they're instead given expulsion or simply deal with another punishment (often isolation) instead. though she still fosters a ruthless mindset, she's certainly changed for the better. it's brought them new hope. — of course, for those first 20 or so years, she's so late on catching up with " how to interact with people " & it definitely shows. usually it creates little awkward moments between her and ogasawara, but she's said that it just makes chen cuter (O_O!); and even with her subordinates, there are some moments when they're meeting not solely with work in mind that she sort of lets her guard down & reveals just. how weird she is... and even though they're tentative to bring it up, it's only ever lightly humorous (well. their harsher words don't make it seem like it is, but that's just how they are! she does the same, with those serious-sounding threats <3) and it makes her feel. a bit more welcome and connected w her people.

MYOJIN:

— the myojin family is in (subtle) contest with the hiyoris! they're an allied branch of asunaro that's involved in information dealing, but it's due to the tension between these strongest families that they do not rule asunaro entirely (along with the yoshimoto family (with patriarch minami) & patriarch ogasawara having the force to keep them in check) ... sou hiyori is very irate that myojin can play the seniority card on him for this reason, and takes primary control of the branch now that patriarch hiyori is comatose :> — was a politician for the majority of his life and it shows, i fear... has that very polite/firm speaking pattern down and dislikes referring to himself in conversation much at all. he wants to focus on what you can do for him -- though he won't say as much! ^_^ — now that he doesn't have to exclusively wear suits, he dresses like a gay old asian man. because, much as i loathe to say it, he is a gay old asian man.

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Love in the Time of Corona <Three>

Three.

Scott and Chris greet Nico and Colton as they come back inside from the cold.  Even though Nico is in Colton’s hoodie she still looks cold and shaken a little, but she has a smile on her face so maybe everything is ok. 

“We all good now?”  Scott asks giving Colton a slightly dirty look.

“Yeah, we are good just had to have a sibling chat about being over protective.”  Nico says giving Colton a look with a small smile.  

Chris nods his head in understanding.  “Overprotective is not a bad thing.  Sometimes it is needed.”  He gives Colton a smile to let him know he gets it.

“I’m sorry Chris and Nico.”  Colton replies.  “I just worried and shouldn’t because we are adults who are out of their twenties and know how to act.”

“Agreed”. The three replied.  

Nico gives her brother a hug then pulls away excitedly from him to tell him good news.  “Guess what was made last night… well this morning and is ready to eat?”

“Pepperoni rolls!”  Colton replies excitedly.

She nods her head and walks over to the kitchen.  She proudly pulls out 4 rolls wraps them in a paper towel then put it in microwave for thirty seconds. 

The smells of freshly baked bread and melting mozzarella cheese fills the room making everyone’s mouth water. Nico proudly put a roll on a paper plate and then in front of everyone. Scott and Chris look at the delicious roll, while Colton digs in and moans at the taste. 

“Sis, it has been wayyy too long of me not having one. It’s so good.”  Colton says. “ Babe what do you think?”

With his mouth full of food, “Oh wow!  Nico this is absolutely amazing!  I’m going to probably need another one.”

“Hey! Save the rest of us some!” Colton says as Scott heats up another roll. 

Nico looks at Chris as he is eating, waiting to hear him say something. “Well, Chris . . . What do you think?”

Chris looks up from his roll and gives her a genuine smile that made her heart stop.  “It’s amazing. I had fun helping you make this.  It’s so simple but wow.”

Nico leans across the island and smiles back at him with pride.  She can’t help but feel proud when everyone was complimenting her baking. Thankfully they know she can carry her weight around the house. 

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Mid afternoon rolls around and Nico decided that it was time for a nap.  After the last few days she needed sometime to just fully unwind and not feel so stressed out. When she packed her paci originally she didn’t think she would really need a few things like this but she is glad she did. 

She closes the door and grabs her fuzzy Hello Kitty blanket and her sea foam green pacifier.  Nico was a little and needed to be in little space for a little bit because she was feeling overwhelmed and didn’t want an anxiety attack.

It’s something she has been doing for a few years with very few of her friends knowing. Age regression wasn’t something she was ashamed of but some people just wouldn’t get it and instead of explaining she just never told anyone.  It was her own little secret from the world.  She had gotten into it from an old boyfriend who was her daddy and realized she loved being little, just didn’t love him.  

After pulling off her leggings she snuggles with her blanket wrapped around her arm and under her head with her paci in her mouth and falls to sleep. Aside from having Chris snuggle with her the night before, this is what helps her sleep and feel safe.  She just hopes that she won’t have the urge to be little the majority of her time there.  Not sure if Colton can handle anymore surprises.

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Chris has finished up his last meeting for the day and was curious to see what Nico was up to. He appreciated the fact that she could keep herself entertained instead of being loud and crazy like Scott and Colton. 

When he didn’t see her in the common areas he figured she was in her room. He knocked on the door two times and no answer so he slowly opens the door. What he saw shocked him a little bit. 

Nico was fast asleep with the blanket she had last night and a pacifier in her mouth. From the way she was breathing it was a very deep sleep. Chris admired how peaceful and beautiful she looked while she slept. He was still curious about the pacifier but figured he would ask a later date. 

Part of the reason was because obviously she wanted her and the pacifier to be private hence why she was in her room with the door shut and not on the couch as before. And the other part he wasn’t sure if her brother knew anything about it and didn’t really want another confrontation. 

So he did what he usually does outside of Googling. . . 

Chris: Hey guys I have a question. 

RDJ: Ok then what is it,

Chris: She is sleeping with a pacifier. That’s not normal but I want to know why but don’t want to ask her. 

Hemsworth: Well, maybe she just has like a secret addiction. 

RDJ: Highly unlikely. 

Sebastian:  Maybe she is a little. 

Chris: A little what ?

Sebastian:  Umm how do I put this . . . She is submissive and like the idea of being a little girl with a ‘Dom Daddy’.

RDJ:  Do I want to know why you know this?

Hemsworth: I can already figure why he knows this. 

Sebastian: Look I’ve dated some interesting ladies. A little is actually nice and they call you Daddy 🍆🍆

As Chris reads this he tries to run through all the things that she might have done or said to prove that she is one.  He does know that she does likes rainbows, unicorns, and glitter but that doesn’t make him think she is a little.

Chris: So dating a little?  How does it even work? 

Sebastian: Pretty easy to a certain point. Rules, punishments, and rewards. The one I was with worked a normal job and everything but a few days a week when she got home she would regress and I would take care of her. 

Chris: And punishment as in. . . ?

Sebastian: Spanking, sitting in the corner, or maybe ignoring her for a few hours. It was odd she hated that one the most. But man, calling her a good girl or kitten would be her undoing. 

RDJ: Seb you are a weird little man. How did you find her?

Sebastian:  I didn’t know she was when we first met. She eased me into it. It was fun. 

Chris: Ok then. I’ll have to do some research. 

Chris closed out his messages and decided to take Dodger outside so he could run off some energy. The dog had become fond of Nico since he would follow her around and was even sitting outside her door while she slept.  Good to know he wasn’t the only one fond of her. 

While walking outside with his dog he hit another text message privately from Sebastian.

S: Hey it sounds like you are still unsure about her. Here is a few links about the lifestyle. 

C: Thanks. I really have been enjoying her company. And if that is what she is into I can be her ‘daddy’.  Just not sure how her brother would handle it. 

S: He doesn’t need to know about what she like to do in and out of the bedroom. And it’s not like she wants to be walked around on a leash.  Just likes to be submissive and care free. 

C: I know. Maybe it is a coping skill that helps with her anxiety. 

S: She has anxiety!  That is probably a driving force. It helps them to relax and not worry about the things that are bothering her.  Also it helps her to sort through her feelings a bit.

C: That’s a different way to cope but who am I to talk?

S: Exactly. If you really want to see if she is. Offer her something off your fork or spoon. If she doesn’t want to tell her to “be a good girl and have some” and if she does say she’s “a good girl” and see how she reacts. 

C: Sounds incredibly sexist and might piss her off. 

S:  Maybe so but there is a time and place for it all. And if she is. She’ll go for it. 

C: Idk man. That just seems extreme but I might try it. Just to see. 

S: I mean she is sleeping with a pacifier . . . I feel like that’s a pretty clear indication.  Hell you might like it too!  Being a daddy is fun.

Chris shakes his head then looks at the link that he was sent.  Scrolling through it and reading it made him feel unsure but excited by the idea of being a dom daddy and not just in the bedroom. 

He would be lying to himself that he didn’t enjoy being in control and making his female at the time cum when he said it was ok. The idea of Nico under him and calling him ‘daddy’ made him hard.  He could see her with pigtails and her large brown eyes looking so big and expressive wanting and begging for him. 

Scott came outside and made Chris shake his thoughts of Nico doing naughty things. He feels like he is going to need a cold shower after all those thoughts 

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Nico woke up from her nap after an intense sex dream with Chris. She was dreaming about having him as her ‘daddy’.  She dreamed of wearing pigtails and glasses and just begging for snuggles and then it transitioned into something different. It has been a few years since she had sex. So maybe she was slightly overdue. 

Dinner was uneventful thankfully. Granted thorough out the meal Nico would look at him while he wasn’t paying attention and vice versa. By the end of the meal she was squirming with semi damp panties.  Really wishing he knew that side of her.

When Chris saw Nico with her hair in pigtails at the dinner table it made him hard instantly and was thankful that they were at the table. She would unconsciously twirl her hair around her finger while talking. As innocent as she was doing it the thoughts both of them had were not so innocent but neither knew what the other was thinking. 

Scott and Colton had went to bed early since both had early morning meeting, leaving Chris and Nico alone with each other. While they were making their exit Nico had changed out of her contacts and once again put her unicorn glitter glasses along with shorts, cami, and over the knee socks. 

Chris almost lost it when he saw her come out with the glasses and the pigtails from his fantasy. They had watched one episode of Rick and Morty then he decided that he would try as Seb had suggested.  He grabbed a peaches and cream fruit cup and starting eating it.

“Oh wow this is really good!  You should try some.”  He said getting her attention.

She shifted from sitting criss cross applesauce on the furtherest most part of the couch to standing and moving closer to him to sit.  Her nose scrunched at the cup.  “What is that?”

“It’s a peaches and cream fruit cup.  Do you want to try some?  Here?”  He states as he offers the spoon to her.

“Ummm no thanks.  I’m good right now it does smell yummy though.”

“Ohh come on be a good girl.  I don’t have cooties.”  He replied calmly.  He waits to see her expression to making the comment.  

Nico tried to have a poker face but hearing ‘good girl’ struck a nerve.  Her eyes got larger and she wanted to be a good girl too she scoots closer to him and open her mouth to the spoon he is offering her.  He was right it was really good.  As soon as she accepted the spoon Chris replied. “That’s a good girl.  Yummy right?”

Without thinking Nico fell back into little space making her voice get softer.  “Yes daddy it was delicious.  Thank you.”  After she realized what she said to him she blushed hard and got up to leave embarrassed by saying something so private out loud.

Chris picked up on her shock and embarrassment and realized he had to do be a Dom daddy at that moment.  “Kitten?  Did I say you could leave?  We still have the rest of the fruit cup to finish so come here and eat it with me please.”

Nico nodded her head going back into little space.  “Yes sir.”  She sat back down on the couch close but far enough away from Chris.  She felt her chest getting tight but figured for the night being little with him might not be too bad.  It has been a while since she had a daddy.  

“Would you like another bite of it?”  He asked.  She nodded at him.  “Use your words kitten.”  Despite not having done this before he was easily falling into the role.  Later on he will have to thank Seb for the links that he sent because he probably would have messed it up without a little bit f studying.

“Yes sir.” 

“Such a good girl.”  He replied while feeding her another spoonful.  

Soon enough the fruit cup was empty and the two sat there still watching Rick and Morty.  Chris figured that she would try to run again but she didn’t. She sat there quietly, obviously processing everything that has just happened.  While she was processing it all he pulls her into his lap.  

Feeling so confused about what happened stressed Nico out but then suddenly relaxed when he pulled her into his lap.  She shocked herself by not even pulling away, she just let him do it.  He smelled amazing and she felt like she could stay like this forever.  He sensed her body was slightly tense still so he rubbed her back and stroked her pigtails.  A small yawn escaped her.

“Are you tired?”  He asked her.

“Just a little bit.”  She replied fighting the urge to fall asleep in his arms.

He looked at the clock and realized it was almost midnight so it is time for bed.  He thought about what to do next.  Putting her to bed was the option but wasn’t sure if her bed or his bed.  She looked so beautiful in his arms she looked up at him with her large brown eyes and didn’t want her to sleep alone or her to be woken up with her brother.  

“OK, lets go to bed.”  He stated firmly but calmly.  The tone of his voice was everything for her.   She was about to pull herself away from his lap but he still held her close. “Do you want your pacifier before we go to bed?”

She was pleased by hearing him ask her if she wanted her paci. It has helped her sleep times than she cares to admit. “Yes please.”

He lets her stand up, “Ok kitten go get it and whatever else you need to go to sleep. Come back to my room. You have 5 minutes.”  And with a lite tap on her bottom Nico was quickly walking to her room. 

While she was gone Chris turned off the tv and the lights and headed to his room. He couldn’t believe she was little, but didn’t know really where to go from there. At this point he figured he would play it by ear.  As if on time to knowing he needed some more help. 

S: So did you try it? Is she a little?

C: Yes. And she is most definitely one. 

S: Nice!  So what all have you done together?

C: After she ate off the spoon I cuddled her. She relaxed a lot in my lap. I told her it was bedtime and I told her she was sleeping in my room tonight. She is currently going and getting her pacifier and blanket. 

S: Look at you. Like a duck to water.  How does this make you feel?

C: Excited to a certain point then nervous. I don’t want to do it wrong or hurt her. 

S: Gotcha and understandable. If you just remember her mind set isn’t of an adult but a child. Might wanna ask her what her little age is. 

C: That seems like a lot. But I like her and am willing to try this whole thing out. 

S: You got this. You can most def be her dom daddy. 

Chris locks his phone then looks at his clock. One more minute then I’m getting her.  Before he could get up to head to her room she comes running in with her blanket and pacifier in hand.  

While she was gone she had changed to an oversized shirt that barely covered her thighs and kept the socks on.  Seeing her made him mentally groan with satisfaction. 

“I’m back sir with one minute to spare.”  Nico said softly. 

Chris stood up and towered over her making her feel small but safe. He puts a finger under her chin. “Good job kitten. But from now on you call me daddy or sir when we are alone. Understood?”

“Yes sir.”  Nico rubs her eyes again with a small yawn. “Can we go to bed now?  I’m really tired.”

“Come on daddy’s tired too.”  He says cheerfully but still slightly tired. 

Nico gets in the soft cool sheets, she uses her blanket as a pillow and blanket like always. Chris take her pacifier from her and examines it. He pulls the covers over her. He crawls in bed next to her and she moves closer for warmth. 

“Are you warm enough?”  He asks as she buries her head into his chest. 

“Yes sir.  It’s perfect not to hot or to cold.”

Nico closed her eyes feeling very comfortable with him. Comfortable not only because she was tired but for the fact that he was accepting her little. She lets another yawn come out and Chris puts the pacifier in her mouth. She slowly sucks it into her mouth letting her tongue come out in a very erotic fashion. 

She fully relaxes once she has her paci. As she was closing her eyes Chris pulls her paci from her mouth. Making her whine a little bit.  

“Daddy?”  She said in a voice just above a whisper. 

“Kitten, I forgot a good night kiss.”  He replies in a seductive voice.  He leans in and cups her face. First a kiss on the forehead then the nose and finally her lips. When they connected    both felt no longer tired but aroused. 

Her arms went around his neck and his hands traveled and cupped her bottom. He nips at her lip a little causing her to moan. Chris wanted to kiss her from top to bottom but pulls himself away and once again kisses her nose then forehead. 

“Good night kitten.”

“Good night daddy.”

[cosmic-affinities]

Loathing....Right? Ch. 2

Read Chapter Two Here

Harry woke with a start, immediately sitting up and looking around, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding when he remembered the previous night. After casting a quick tempus he realized it was still early, breakfast didn't start for another hour and there was no way Ron was awake, Hermione maybe, but Ron slept like the dead until at least 8, usually giving them an hour to get ready, eat, and go to class. Harry knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep again so he decided to get ready and see who was in the common room.

It was just after 6:30 so Harry tried to be quiet, no one needed to be awake yet, he showered and got dressed then made his way down the stairs. As he looked around Harry saw an unusual sight: Hermione was sitting with Parkinson, and they were laughing.

“Uh hey ‘Mione.” Harry recoiled, he heard the questioning in his voice, he didn’t want to sound rude.

“Oh! Harry, you’re up early, Pansy and I were just talking!”

“Hey, Potter.”

“Oh yeah, hi, sorry I'm still a little tired. So, I see you guys are getting along.” He glanced at Hermione and hoped to convey a well-meaning ‘what's happening?’ and it seemed to work.

“Harry, last night Pansy and I stayed up talking, trying to make sure this year wasn't weird, neither of us expected to get along this well!”

“Yeah, Hermione here is unexpectedly funny.”

Harry could only stare, he just heard Parkinson call her Hermione and not Granger or anything unsavory. He quickly regained some composure and responded.

“That's good, I guess. What have you guys been talking about, I can’t imagine you having much in common.” He trusted Hermione’s judgment, he might not start calling her Pansy but he could at least try to be nice.

“Well, we both realized quickly that there is one thing we have in common that is entertaining and quite hilarious.” The girls glanced at each other and giggled, that didn’t seem right coming from Hermione but Harry decided not to mention it.

“And this funny thing is…..?” Curiosity got the better of him.

“Both of our best friends have a very unhealthy fixation on one another.” A small laugh escaped, Hermione was trying to keep it together and was failing.

“Wait what do you mean? I don’t get it?” He was Hermione’s best friend, what was she talking about an ‘unhealthy fixation.’

“Don’t worry about it Harry, I’m sure it will stop soon enough.”

The girls in front of him were laughing again, and Harry still didn’t know why. He was too tired to think about it and resolved to ask Hermione later.

“Well anyway, it's nice you guys are getting along, unlike me and my roommate.” The girls shared a look.

“What do you mean Potter? Has my Draco been entirely too rude to you? I’m sure I could get him to play nice.” Another glance passed between Hermione and Parkinson.

“He didn’t have time to be rude. He barely said two sentences to me, but it doesn’t really matter, I can't imagine we'll all be giggling together after one night like you two.” He hoped his voice didn’t sound disappointed because he wasn’t.

“Oh don’t worry Potter I’m sure everything will be giggles and sunshine in no time.” The girls shared yet another look.

“That wasn’t the point, and plus he hates me so I won't hold my breath for that sunshine.” Harry could hear the disappointment in his own voice and didn’t know why.

“Oh Harry, don’t worry it’s only been one day. Also, why are you up so early?”

Harry was grateful for the subject change, he was starting to get uncomfortable, like the women next to him knew something he didn’t, and knowing Hermione, he wouldn't be surprised if they did.

“Oh, I just woke up and knew I wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep, new surroundings and all, y’know?”

“Yeah I get it, just remember you do need to sleep at some point, ok?”

“Yeah ok. So why are you guys up early?” Harry turned his focus to Parkinson’s face, she didn’t look tired and neither did Hermione.

“Last night I agreed to let Pansy put some makeup on me and so we got up early just in case neither of us liked it the first time!”

Hermione didn’t look like she was wearing makeup, but looking at her now, after it was mentioned, Harry did notice a shimmer on her eyes and a suspiciously even skin tone. Hermione was always a little flushed, according to Ron, so now Harry could see it, a little.

“Wow, you two had a slumber party did you? I guess I shouldn't be surprised, Hermione here is way too friendly to everyone, so I guess that would apply tenfold to her new roommate.” Hermione didn’t miss the teasing tone in his voice.

“There is no such thing as being too friendly Harry, we were both just happy to have a girl around, being best friends with two guys can be tiring, another thing we both related to.”

Hermione’s comment brought Harry’s attention back to the giggling he heard earlier, he still didn’t know what they were talking about.

“Plus it’s way more fun to do Hermione’s makeup than my own, I already know what it's like to do my own makeup but Hermione’s is way different. We have completely different facial structures!” Pansy couldn’t help but get excited, she finally had a friend that didn’t just want her for the status, not that she had much of one anymore.

“Hey, I’m not saying it’s a bad thing, I’m actually happy about this.”

“Yeah well try and rub some of that off on Ron, I don’t know what to expect from him, I wonder what his night was like with Zabini.”

“Well, you do remember what I told you about Blaise last night right? Do you think Weasley would go for it? I mean of course not right away but, eventually?” Harry didn’t even try to decipher Parkinson’s words, they already had their own little code and he knew it would take way too much energy, more than he had, to figure it out.

“Well just based on this whole summer I’d say there’s about a fifty-fifty shot maybe even a little more if he plays his cards right. But I’d say there is an even better chance for the OTHER thing we talked about, I just think it will take longer, stubbornness is a bitch and they both won't get over it.”

Even more cryptic than the first, Harry decided to just ask.

“What does that even mean, how do either of you understand what just came out of Hermione’s mouth? It's kind of scary that you guys are in sync already.”

“Harry you don’t need to worry about it, leave that to us.”

“I’m not even going to unpack that, so Parkinson, tell me about yourself. I trust Hermione’s judgment so you must be pretty decent to get her as a friend.”

“Well, what do you want to know?”

“I don’t know, I was hoping you would have a place to start, maybe start with um, I don’t know your other friends? Your type of humour? Just give me something that won’t make my head hurt.”

Her and Hermione shared a glance and a nod.

“Well I can tell you about my friends, why don’t I start with Draco hmm?”

Both girls noticed Harry subconsciously perk up at the mention of his name, it brought a chuckle to their lips.

“Uh, I mean if that’s where you want to start I won’t say no.”

“Well ok, Draco and I have known each other since we were little, our parents stupidly promised us to each other, tough luck on that one cause neither of us is the right gender for the other. We tried for a while but after hand-holding, everything else was just wayyy too weird. We couldn’t look each other in the eyes for days after we knocked noses while trying to kiss. It was actually quite funny, two repressed teenagers trying their best to be straight, it didn’t work. Obviously.”

Harry’s eyes were wide, but he quickly corrected himself.

“Oh, so you’re gay then?” He hoped to come off as nonchalant, he wasn't sure if it worked.

“Yeah. Why is that a problem for you? Because if it is then you are going to have a much bigger problem really soon.” Pansy was defensive and that just confirmed his fear, it wasn’t nonchalance, it came off as snobby.

“If it was a problem for me then I would be knee-deep in dealing with a lot of self-hate right now, seeing as I am a gay man.” Harry looked smug as if that was his plan, it wasn’t.

“Oh, ok just making sure, I would have had a fit if Draco had to room with a homophobe. He would have been miserable and knowing him he would only make it worse for himself by bringing random guys back to the dorm to get a rise.”

“Oh, should I be wary of that? Random guys in the dorm?”

“Oh, I don’t think you will have to worry about random guys in your room. Draco has been pining for far too long to give up now, even if he doesn’t know it.”

“Oh, he is pining after someone? Would it be anyone I know?” He quickly rushed to add “Not that I care or anything, actually, you know what, forget I asked, it doesn’t matter anyway.”

Harry’s face was red, and he wasn’t really sure why.

“Well I’ll answer anyway, yes you know them, or I would at least hope you do, and I’m starting to think he has a good chance.”

“Oh.”

“Hey, are you alright Harry?”

“Yeah, of course, why wouldn’t I be? I’m just getting hungry ‘s all.” There was no reason for him to react to this new information, he was just hungry like he told Hermione.

“Well we still have like fifteen till breakfast, do you want to walk down?”

“Yeah, why don’t we all walk down, we can see the table McGonagall set up for us, but Potter, before we go, can you wake up Draco? He’ll be mad if I ‘abandoned’ him for breakfast, the absolute drama queen.”

“Um, why don’t you go. I don’t really want to wake up a sleeping Malfoy, in fact, the school motto warns directly against it. I don’t quite fancy being hexed for trying to wake him up.”

Pansy laughed “Don’t worry Potter, the sleeping Dragon won’t hurt you.”

“Ok, but if I come back out badly injured it's on you.”

Harry made his way back to his dorm room, as he opened the door Malfoy was already awake, and he looked to be ready.

“Oh, Malfoy. You’re awake. Good, anyway Parkinson wanted me to tell you that we’re about to go to the Great Hall for breakfast.”

Malfoy looked shocked. “You have been talking to Pansy?”

“Oh yeah, her and Hermione are roommates and they seem to be getting along well, I spent the morning talking with them, and now we’re going to breakfast.”

“Oh, ok. I’ll be down in a minute.”

“I’ll let her know I guess.”

“He said he’ll be down in a minute.”

“Oh good, so he was already awake?”

“Yeah how’d you know?”

“It takes him a while to get ready, if he said he’ll be down soon, he would have had to be awake already.”

“Oh.” Parkinson seemed to make him say that a lot.

“Speak of the Dragon.”

“Don’t call me that Pansy, you know how I feel about it.”

“Well Mr. grumpy why don’t we all head to breakfast.”

“Have I walked into the wrong universe? Are you suggesting that we, two Slytherins, and them, two Gryffindors, go to breakfast, together?”

“My my Draco, you need to get caught up quickly, basically Hermione is great and she let me do her makeup and everything. And, well, Potter here comes well recommended.”

“Well it's weird.”

“No one said it wasn’t dear, we have all just decided to ignore the weird, you should too.”

“Fine, let's go. I’m hungry.”

The unlikely group walked together fueled by the sounds of Hermione and Pansy’s banter, they really adapted quickly.

“Look we are right on time, how lovely, Draco why don’t you come sit next to me so Hermione and I can sit across from each other, she’s more entertaining than you are in the morning.”

“What’s next? A seating chart?” Malfoy complained, even though he fell into the spot next to Pansy.

Not wanting to make it weird Harry sat next to Hermione, across from Draco. The four quietly started to put their plates together, Pansy broke the momentary silence.

“Alright, Hermione and I are on a first-name basis so, Harry, why don’t you start calling me Pansy, this whole last name thing will get stale very quickly.”

“Uh, sure Pansy, I guess.”

“I’m still calling you Potter and Granger, the last name thing won’t get stale to me.”

“I would expect more from you Draco, why not at least call her Hermione?”

“Fine Potter and Hermione at least in the presence of Pansy.”

“It’s better than nothing and I didn’t expect you to concede so quickly if I would have known I would have thrown Weasely into the mix as well.”

“Why do you get to call him Weasely, but I don’t get to call her by her last name?”

“I have yet to talk with him so we aren’t on a first-name basis yet, please get over yourself, your behavior is unbecoming.”

“Whatever, it's too early for this.”

The table fell into a casual conversation, mostly about classes and professors until they heard familiar voices come through the door.

“There is no way you actually believed that! It is a children’s story! Meant for little kids!”

“Oh stop! Look, Ginny was still young enough for it so my parents never stopped. How was I supposed to know there were no floo powder worms?”

“That is ridiculous, you are supposed to know because of a little thing called common sense! And to think I was beginning to think you were smart!”

“Hey! Look it’s not like I still believe it!”

The loud pair got closer to the table where their friends were sitting and Blaise spoke up,

“Draco, Pansy, can you believe that Weasley thought Floo Powder worms were a real thing until he was twelve. Twelve! Hilarious right!”

“Oh my gosh Weasley, that is a children’s story meant to keep them away from traveling by Floo without an adult, how could you possibly believe something would eat your hands if you touched Floo Powder without an adult!” Pansy laughed between sentences, she couldn't help it, she was amused.

Ron’s face nearly matched his hair as he slid in next to Harry, across from Blaise. It took the two a moment to realize how everyone was sitting.

“Wait am I in the right place, were you guys sitting with the Slytherins?” Ron askes as if he wasn’t just laughing with one, as an old friend.

“Yep, the same place where you come in cracking up with Zabini, Ron” Harry spoke, teasing his friend, who was finally returning to normal color.

“Does that mean everyone is getting along with their roommates? Maybe McGonagall knows what she's doing after all.” At Ron’s words, Harry snuck a peek at Draco and immediately looked down, he wouldn’t call whatever was between them ‘getting along.’

“Well Weasley, I’d say so, Hermione and I have had a wonderful time, and even Harry here has been welcome.”

“Wait a second Hermione and Harry, since when is everyone so chummy?”

“Well, Weasley, since there are no more evil men looming over our shoulders and we all got assigned to live with basically strangers, is when.” Pansy was witty, and she knew it too.

“Well I don't want to be left out, call me Ron.” He said it with such ease as if they all hadn’t spent the better part of the last seven years at each other's throats but, it seemed, a war will do that. It puts things into perspective and sometimes a childish rivalry that never went anywhere will dissipate.

“Nope, I'm still calling you Weasley and him Potter, Hermione is the only one I agreed to”  

“Well, I’ll call you Ron, Harry, and Hermione, as long as I am Blaise.”

“Alright then, I don’t care, I’m calling everyone by their given names whether you use mine or not.” Ron directed a pointed look at Draco.

“Are we done deciding on names to call each other? This has gotten old, quick.”

“Yes yes, Mr. grumpy we’re done.”

[hanmemyphone]

prove ur not weak and do all the flowers

excusE ME you hoe goddamn i knew reblogging this was a trap alr alr let’s gooooooo (sorry to others who asked, seeing as I’m doing all of them, you’ll see the answers here)edit 1: i hate this so much there are SO MANYedit 2: how the heck did you do these it’s so hard

In response to this!

amaryllis - name an attribute of yourself that you are proud of.Uhhhh, I guess I’m cheerful? I don’t like to be down around others bc it might make them feel down as well so I try my best to always keep a smile~

anemone - describe a time when you felt abandoned or betrayed by someone you loved.Like, two years ago when I thought I was so close to dating the person I’d crushed on for two years but then they seemed to completely ditch me (though I did know reasoning and such, we’re good friends now)

azalea - would you describe yourself as a patient person?Hmmmmmm it honestly depends on the situation. Sometimes I can be the most patient person in the world and sometimes I get super frustrated when someone fails to complete a simple task.

begonia - describe anything you see as a “red flag” (something that makes you cautious about a new friend or love interest)My red flags are when people don’t respect others, when they don’T GIVE UP THEIR SEAT FOR PEOPLE WHO NEED IT ahem and people who seem to lack common sense.

bird of paradise - do you like hosting parties, or do you prefer to just attend?I’m more of a ‘perfer to attend’ type. I don’t mind helping out behind the scenes but recently held a party with friends and it was the best mess ever. Definitely not one for hosting either.

bluebell - what keeps you humble?UhhhhhhHhHh probably my friends who are just so much better than me LOL

chysanthemum - describe your idea of a perfect day.Chilling at home alone playing games and just blasting music

spring crocus - describe your favorite childhood memory.hmmmmm probably waking up in the middle of the night to watch my dad play World of Warcraft. There was one certain raid he would play where there was a fight which took place in a theatre and every time you did it there was a different play. There was like Romeo and Juliet, Red Riding Hood and The Wizard of Oz. It was honestly so fun to watch these plays (despite the violence in the bg but we keep hush about that). This honestly pushed me into the gaming hole.

daffodil - how do you confess your feelings to someone you’re interested in?HahahahHAAHAHa I would answer this truthfully if I had ever done it. I was very close to writing a love letter just last year but wussed out. Though, in the future, I would probably say it to their face.

daisy - describe something that gives you hope when things seem bleak.Tbh I just remember the words of Monty Oum. People don’t get it but I honestly live by his words. He was the creator of RWBY but I followed him wayyy before that. He was always going on about how you should always keep moving forward and the only obstacle is time. Remembering how much he accomplished in his short life just makes me keep going.

foxglove - when was the last time you told a lie?Today? I think? Told my mum I went to the shops in the morning to get milk (I never did, I didn’t even wake up, my grandma got the milk instead whoops)

gardenia - have you ever had to keep a romance a secret? if so, why and for how long?Yes it did in my early highschool years. I was afraid my parents would find out and get me for it so I just kept it a secret, only telling a few close friends.

purple hyacinth - describe a time when you had to apologize to someoneI had to apologise to my ex because I was the biggest piece of shit in that relationship. I fell out of love and instead of breaking up with him and helping each other move on, I ignored him for a bit only talking to him when I needed to. Very bad of me I know :(

hydrangea - how much time do you spend on your appearance each day?Not that much LOL I just like, get dressed in something, brush my hair and do facial care stuff. 10 minutes and I’m ouT

white jasmine - what is something that never fails to make you laugh?1. The kpop band Seventeen. They’re such idiots and I love them.2. My friend, SC (just his initials) he’s just endless entertainment.

lavender -  describe your oldest friendship, and why you think it has lasted so long.My oldest friendship is with the monkey who asked me to do every single flower, I’m talking about you @moanbyul-yi >:(Honestly, what a great person tho, our friendship is just so chill and I love that. We don’t have to talk every day and spend time together to know that when we DO meet up, it’s never awkward.

lilac - describe your first relationship or first love.A very cringeworthy relationship when I was in the eighth grade (yeeeaaaaaah you know how it is). Was all fun and games until we realised that we never really did anything together.

calla lily - what traits do you find beautiful in others? in yourself?Kindness, honesty and just compassion. I love these in others, can honestly make me fall instantly. In me? idk HAHA I think others are more beautiful than me

tiger lily - if you had to choose between doing what you love and making very little money, or doing a job you hate and making a lot of money, what would you choose and why?I think I would rather be doing what I love. I don’t need that much money to live, I like living a very modest life so I’d much rather prefer looking forward to each day rather than dreading it.

lotus flower - would you say that you are a spiritual person? if so, what elements of spirituality are important to you?Not really? I appreciate it but I’m not really one for all of that.

magnolia - describe your favorite thing to do outdoors.Sleep. Honestly. Gimme a good, on the cold side day and I could just sleep on a nice patch of grass under a tree. 

morning glory - are you an affectionate person? if so, how do you show affection?I’m not an affectionate person at all. I don’t really hug others like some do or tell people how much I appreciate them or like them. Although, I think if I were in a relationship, I would love to cuddle and hold their hands. I found this out two years back.

pansy - what is the most thoughtful thing that anyone has done for you?Don’t know if it’s the most but it always makes me smile. Your second appearance @moanbyul-yi ! This one always paints (I’ll use this term broadly here) something for my birthday, it always brings a smile to my face legit. Ty dude.

peony - describe the top three things necessary for a happy life.SATISFACTION.RELAXATION.LOVE.

petunia - what never fails to make you angry?People who don’t give up their seats for people in need. I’m sorry, just don’t like this :(

red poppy - what tips or tricks do you use to cheer yourself up when you’re down?I listen to The Script or Seventeen. Pretty much just listen to music and sleep.

red rose - describe your ideal date or romantic evening.Oh geez, alr hear me out here. I would love to go window shopping with my partner and just sing the songs they play in department stores. Then, we would go home and just chill together, maybe play some games or watch some anime together.

yellow rose - do you get jealous easily?Yes. Very easily. I HATE this about myself because it could be the smallest most insignificant thing and it’ll still tick me off.

snowdrop - have you ever had a falling out with a friend or family member?Not really I don’t think? I don’t really get mad at people.

sunflower - do you consider yourself a loyal person?I think I am, now at least. Betraying others is just something I don’t have an interest in.

sweet pea - describe a difficult goodbye you had to make to a friend or other loved one.A few years ago I went on exchange to Japan meaning that I had to spend two weeks with a Japanese family. That was the hardest goodbye I ever had to make. I cried so much that day HAHA usually I don’t cry at goodbyes but inside I had the feeling I would never see them again so the river of tears started flowing.

violet - how important is loyalty in friendships and/or relationships?SUPER IMPORTANT. To make your friend/partner feel secure in a relationship is so important to their health, in my opinion. Loyalty is just great.

wisteria - do you like poetry? if so, describe your favorite poem(s).I love poetry! My favourite poem is To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time. Kinda mainstream but I love the meaning behind it, telling those who read it to make the most out of every day.

zinnia - do you have any loved ones in your life that you miss and wish you could see?I had a friend in the past who made me into who I am today but in 2014 she died to cancer. If I could see her one more time I would tell her that I loved her so much. I would thank her for everything she taught me and for the stories she told me. She’s someone I’ll never forget. Thinking about it now, maybe I wouldn’t wish to see her. She would probably get mad at me HAHA

[all-about-wannaone]

Coffee Shop Love [Part 2]

Words: 2882

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst 

Characters: Park Jihoon x Reader (Y/N = Your Name) 

Plot: This might sound like your typical Korean drama scenario (cue coffee prince) where a barista finds himself falling heads over heels for a customer and vice versa, or at least that is what Y/N thought. Who knew that she might actually have met her first love in a place as simple as a quiet coffee shop off the streets of Hongdae?

A/N: And this is the second part of the fully written one shot from me as a gift of appreciation for all my readers, followers or people who have reblogged and liked my content. :’) Just wanted to say that I am super grateful for all the positive feedback so far ( @commedestae and @jihoonslattee ) and it really did make my day after a tiring day at school! Hence, here I am again with the second part and I hope that you guys would enjoy it as much as the first one! ^^ Once again, happy reading! 

PART 1 | PART 2

Warning: Mentions of sexual harassment 

From that day onwards, it turned out that we did see each other more often, apart from going to the cafe. When he was off work, we would find ourselves back in the cafe anyway, but this time, instead of being the one serving me, he became my study buddy. Despite the occasional coos from his co-workers, he would brush them off and shake his head. If I did have a problem, he would help me straight away and would explain the solution thoroughly and easily.

Apart from studying, there were days when we would casually hang out after school. He would pick me up and we would have lunch together, either at a traditional fast food restaurant or even a hearty meal of street food. During the weekends, we would decide to take a walk at the Hangang River, ordering fried chicken when we finally stopped to take a rest and sipping on icy cold cider to beat the heat of the up and coming summer.

From the time spent together, I started seeing him past his looks and realised that it was only a bonus that the Almighty had probably blessed him with. True enough, he was a very sweet and loving boy, putting his friends and family first before himself. He was not much of a talker, but his company was enough to make one feel comfort and ease, and one could easily talk to him about one’s problems. He would not interrupt and would simply stare at you and listen to what you would have to say before giving his input.

He was also caring, making sure that I was always okay whenever we went out. If I made a statement saying that I was hungry or thirsty to no one in particular, he would come back with food and drinks in hand, to my surprise. Also, he would tend to pick up my favourite foods when I was simply craving for them and occasionally treated me to almost everything. Of course, there were many days (after much protests) and we would go dutch, but we always shared with one another anyway, whether it was food, thoughts or simply casual conversation about everything and anything under the sun.

The months passed and despite the stresses of our CSATs, we had managed to pull through, encouraging one another to keep pressing on. We met each other more often during that period because his boss had given the final year high school students a month’s break to study and consolidate all the material that they possibly needed to sit for the “most important examination of our lives”. Jihoon was a little less confident than usual, but we became each other’s support system and hoped for the best. When I could not sleep, he would pull off all-nighters with me, or come to my place with energy bars and drinks (not like my parents minded since they love him so much).

Hence, there came the day when my friend had convinced me to confess to him. It was a gamble that I was taking, but she said that I was already “too far gone to be saved” and it was up to me now to decide what I wanted to do with my feelings.

“Go big or go home.” That was what she always told me.

Unfortunately, I got a call and ran late due to the fact that my part time job employer had arranged for an interview and there I was, not exactly showing up in the most proper attire for the interview but I had no choice. I mean, who would not want to be the photography intern for Cosmopolitan Korea? It was crazy if I wanted to give it up because this was not an opportunity to be missed and hence, I threw all caution to the wind and showed up in smart casual attire. The interviewers were not surprised, and said that I was probably the most simply dressed one for the day.

By the time I was done with my interview, changed and ready to go with my plans to confess, it was already sunset and the area was bound to bounce back to life at night time. It did not help that it was a weekend and it was nearing Winter soon, explaining the reason why most people found themselves frequenting bars more often due to the cold. I had arrived in the district and tried my best to put on a brave front, even though there was numerous catcalling from some clearly drunken men down the bars that I had walked past.

To my shock and horror, there was a sign outside Angelinus Coffee and it read,

“We are having a staff meeting today and hence, Angelinus Coffee House is closed earlier for the day. Do come back again tomorrow and we apologise for any inconvenience caused. If you have any enquiries, please do not hesitate to contact 82-445-354-92! If you happen to be looking for anyone (why would you?), he will be done by 10pm. Thank you very much!

Sincerely,

Angelinus Coffee House team”

It was an adorable note and I had a feeling that it had to be written by one of the baristas, just by the tone of it. It was already 9pm, so it won’t hurt to wait another hour right?

Hence, I took refuge outside the door and watched the world go by. I saw a couple of cars come and go, with some of them blasting music so loud that one could clearly hear the bass and the beat of the music. There was no way that I would have walked back to the line of bars, even if it was more lively and less secluded.

Little did I know that I was actually being followed from the row of bars and I was soon confronted by 3 young men dressed in suits, looking like they were barely 25 and reeking of cigarette smoke and alcohol; it was revolting to say the least.

“Isn’t this the girl who played so terribly hard to get just now?” One man spoke (or more like slurred) and stepped even closer, looking down at me with clearly hazed eyes and a drunken mind that could not think straight, “What about you accompany us back tonight? We could have soooo much fun and you would never forget a night like this.”

“Thank you for the kind offer,” I replied sarcastically, “but I am waiting for a friend and he will be out soon. Leave me alone please.”

I tried to steel myself but I could feel the chills down my spine and my hands were starting to become clammy and uncomfortable as they started to sweat. At this point, I did not know whether my pupils were actually shaking because of the fear, but I definitely tried to hold my ground, standing firm. This was not a Korean drama, and I definitely did not believe there would be a knight in shining armour coming anytime soon.

Little did I expect a push to my head and a relatively light slap and I could tell that the man was livid with anger. His friends looked like they could not give two hoots about the situation and only laughed, before one of them said, “I suggest you come with us if you actually do want to see the sunrise tomorrow.”

And I soon found myself being gripped by the wrist and dragged away from the cafe. I tried, I really did, to break free from his grasp but he was way too strong for me.

“LET GO!” I shouted, but he only gripped my hand harder and I will definitely not be surprised if I found my wrist bruised tomorrow with the shape of a palm and 5 fingers.

“Hey!” A familiar voice shouted from across the road and I heard quick footsteps behind me, almost like the person was running, “What do you think you are doing?”

The men turned around, and they refused to let go of me still, but I turned around only to be faced with an angered and stern Jihoon. It was dark, but the streetlights did shine a little on his face, and he was found to be staring daggers into the souls of the men with his fists and jaw clenched tightly.

“Oh look who we have here. It’s a kid and a teenager too! Haven’t you learnt how to respect your elders, you young and insolent boy? She’s ours now and she’s gonna bring us so much entertainment tonight. Pity you can’t join because you would have to go home before momma scolds you.”

The rest of the guys were ready to go after Jihoon, but he clearly had enough backup to take down the 3 men when 10 other boys walked out curiously (looking confused and lost for some), but stared down at the men with the same intensity that Jihoon had initially, or perhaps some were even scarier and more intimidating after when they grasped the situation; one example being Seongwoo, known to be a charmer with the older ladies, but is not someone to be taken advantage of.

“Listen punk, in case you are wayyy too drunk to think,” He spoke with authority in his voice while grabbing the man's collar, “We are definitely not appreciative of the fact that your lackey peed in front of our cafe. What did your parents teach you and how dare you waste your parents’ money? Also, how could you even have the audacity to touch a friend’s girl?”

I was a little surprised by the last question, but if I was smart, I would not complain and protest, standing quiet but ready to run when the situation allowed for it.

The men were clearly shaken by now as I felt the grip on my wrist loosen but he only gave a smug smile, before he attempted to use his leg and possibly attack him while his hands are not free. However, Seongwoo had quick reflexes and avoided the attack, before taking his wrist and pinning his arm on the man’s back. The man screamed in pain while his lackeys ran away and by then, he had already let go of me due to the pain that Seongwoo had just inflicted.

“I could break your arm if I wanted to, but I love this place a little too much to end up in jail for something that I did not do. Hence, I suggest you run along instead of being so stubborn and wanting to take us all down. I can warn you that there is absolutely no way in hell that you will be able to do that. If I see you again, God knows what I would do but I guess we would not want to find out, would we?”

And he ended off by pushing the man away with the latter running along, cursing under his breath as he turned his head occasionally to look at the team of baristas.

“Are you okay?? Did he hurt you? Did he do anything… you know… illegal?? I’m so sorry Y/N. You should have told me that you were coming and I would have come to see you straight away!” Jihoon asked with concern laced in his voice, dropping the facade of a fierce and angered teenager to the usual gentleness.

I chuckled sheepishly, still a little shaken from the entire incident before I found myself pulled into a hug. Jihoon’s grip was firm but secure, as his arms wrapped around my entire being with his head resting on my shoulder. I did not know what to do with my hands initially, but I wrapped my arms around him too, reciprocating the hug.

“I can’t believe that something dangerous almost happened to you, just like Kwonhyeop hyung. I’m glad you are still alive and well and you are not hurt. I cannot bear to lose you and what would I do if I did not come out of the meeting in time to notice a damsel in distress? What if---”

“Hey hey,” I responded, while patting his back, “I’m here now right? Stop worrying. I’m fine. I truly am, except with the fact that I might end up with a bruise on my wrist tomorrow from the jerk’s grip but I am okay, Jihoon. Thank you for coming out in time?”

“You don’t get it Y/N.” Jihoon said curtly, before letting me go and making eye contact with me this time around. His stare was a little intense but one knew that it was of no harmful intent. I looked at him in confusion, and raised my eyebrows, tilting my head to wonder why he would be so worked up all of a sudden.

“I like you Y/N. I really do. I’ve noticed you ever since you walked into the cafe for the first time and I made it a point to come every day at one point so that I could see you again and perhaps get the chance to know you a little better. You were a nice, gentle and sweet girl, and was equivalent to a ray of sunshine. You listened to me, tolerated my playful antics and accepted me for who I am, despite my difficult past. I did not plan to tell you this, but I was the one responsible for all the drinks you woke up to when you fell asleep at the cafe, except that I asked my co-workers to bring them to you so that you would not think I was a hopeless romantic or anything---”

With that, I mustered the courage to give him a quick kiss on the lips and he was stunned with his eyes open wide, while I was tempted to run as fast as I could from the embarrassment that came shortly after and I was grateful for the fact that it was in dimly lit alley so I could hide it well, but he pulled me back and kissed me again; longer this time. His lips were soft, a little chapped, but it was as if we fitted like a puzzle piece, like we were made for each other.

“WOAH. I didn’t come here to the back to see this. Congratulations kid, I’m so proud of you!” A voice was heard, and Jihoon broke away quickly, glaring at Jaehwan who pulled off a sheepish grin.

“Please continue and pretend that I’m not here. I don’t wanna be the cause of the anti-climax.”

“Hyung, you ARE the anti-climax.”

“Oh? Oops, didn’t mean to but I’m so glad this happened Y/N, he would not shut up talking about you. If he put all that description and sentiments in a book, it would be thicker than the entire Harry Potter series combined.”

Jihoon said nothing, but only stared at Jaehwan with the best death glare that he could muster, but Jaehwan only laughed a maniac-like laugh and walked back, saying, “Geez, calm down lover boy. I’m just confirming that the feelings are mutual.”

I laughed heartily at Jaehwan’s comment but proceeded to hug Jihoon tightly again and he did the same.

“I wanted to confess to you actually, and hence I brought these for you.” I said, and showed him the contents of the brown paper bag that I had been carrying for the longest time, consisting of my favourite soft baked chocolate chip cookies and my love letter that I had painstakingly written the night before.

“Awh Y/N, you shouldn’t have, but I do have something for you too. I was supposed to ask you out tomorrow actually, but the florist called and said that she would be closed tomorrow so I had no choice but to pick my bouquet and teddy bear up today. I hope they have not died yet.”

“They are still well and alive!! And by the way, it’s really pretty.” Another voice was heard, before laughter ensued and Jihoon slapped his forehead before looking back at his co-workers.

“Seriously guys, why do you have to ruin EVERYTHING for me?”

They only shrugged their shoulders, before getting excited all over again, as if they had never seen a couple get together before. In fact, they probably felt like they were watching a drama in real time and I only said, “Guys, we do feel a little bit uncomfortable so do you mind giving us a little time? We will join you, don’t worry!”

“See Jihoonie, all it needed was a little kindness. See you Y/N!”

“How did you even do that?” Jihoon asked and I shrugged my shoulders with a mischievous smile and all he did was laugh, ruffling my hair again for the nth time since I had met him. With that, he put his arm around me and walked me into the cafe, opening the door and trying his best to be a “gentleman”.

“Come on, get inside and I’ll prepare something warm to drink. Perhaps we can consider this our very first official date? I’ll prepare some hot chocolate or whatever you’d like for the both of us and we can go to the park to catch the stars, don’t you think?”

Missed Part 1? Fret not because it’s right here!