#I was going to the concert with my mum and her friends but we didn't manage to get tickets either time ���🥺

[ifindus]

Norwegian events so far in 2024:

Northerners mocking Southerners for not dealing well with a huge snow storm

Southerners mocking Northerners back after they get a storm with wind with hurricane strength

Everyone else in Norway being baffled after absolute legend trønder Åge Aleksandersen sells out a football stadium for his last ever concert in september 2025 within 10 minutes and then selling out the extra concert in 4 minutes with over 20 000 people still waiting in line and not getting a ticket

[gguk-n]

Your brother's Oscar Piastri? (Oscar Piastri x Reader)

I've had this idea in my head since I found out Oscar's sister is a K-Pop stan.

{Reader's POV}

Getting tickets to a K-Pop concert got exponentially more difficult as their popularity rose. It took so many attempts and almost losing the hair on my head before I got tickets to the TXT concert in town. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief as the confirmation email rolled in.

On the day of the concert, I might have gone all out and dressed up but everyone dresses up for the concert and it was the most exciting day I've had in a while. I love that I get to spend my adult money on stuff I enjoy. At the venue, I got to meet some people I had connected with online and made some new friends.

There was a girl next to me in the seating, who I ended up vibing with. We had a lot of fun as we sang along to all their songs; our voice went hoarse by the end of the night. As we walked out while talking about the concert, "Ugh, my mum won't answer my calls" the girl next to me, who I was introduced to as Hattie groaned. "Is there an issue?" I asked. "My mum's supposed to be my ride back and she won't answer my calls" she whined. "I could drop you" I suggested. "Oh, no. That would be too much to ask for" the girl shook her head to avoid causing any inconvenience . "It'll be fine. We're part of the same fandom so it makes us family" I laughed. She seemed to mull over my suggestion before nodding her head, "OK, but I'll pay for the petrol" she suggested. "Done. Let's go" I said pointing to my car.

The drive to her house was entertaining as we got to know each other better and sang along to the songs. We become concert buddies after that. I didn't really have many friends I could drag along to concerts anymore; having a friend made things much more exciting. She was a joy to have around and we shared the same bias for most groups we liked so it made stuff even more chaotic then they already were.

This went on for a couple more concerts until the latest one where I took the bus to the venue since my car broke down and a non-functioning vehicle was not about to stop me from seeing Enhypen. I met Hattie at the entrance who had been waiting for me. We hugged and grabbed some stuff from the stands outside and walked into the venue. The show was great, the fan service at K-Pop concerts was unmatched.

Hattie knew that my car had broken down and offered to drive me home as a pay back for the favour I had done at the start of our friendship. We were waiting outside for who I assumed was Hattie's mum but instead I was greeted by a tall pale Australian man, I knew more as Oscar Piastri, Formula One driver for McLaren. My jaw almost hit the floor before I caught myself and greeted the man before entering the car. "Hi, I'm Y/N." I said while climbing into the back seat while Hattie sat shot gun. "Hey, I'm Oscar" he said giving me a smile before he started the car.

Hattie kept looking back at me every time I sent a message. As soon as she read the last message, "Oscar, Y/N loves you" she laughed. Man, I hate the friends I have sometimes, I thought. Before my mind could react my body did, "No" I shouted. Oscar turned around to look at me, "no?" he asked. "I mean yes" I stammered. "yes?" he quizzed. "I mean, I love Formula One and since you're a Formula One driver that's why I asked her to ask if could get your autograph" I rambled. If the earth swallowed me whole, I don't think I would mind right now. I could hear Hattie snickering in the background.

The rest of the car ride had me sweating. Oscar dropped me off in front of my building; I bolted out of the door. "Don't you want that autograph?" Oscar shouted. I stopped dead in my tracks with slumped shoulders; if I'm going to embarrass myself, let's leave no stone unturned at this point. "Yeah, sure. I have some merch in my house you could sign" I mumbled walking back to the car. "Maybe you would like to join me for some tea" I offered. Hattie nodded along from inside the car and the three of us headed up. My house, I must've forgotten was not clean enough to be seen by anyone but me; I had to literally stop them, throw everything in the nearest closet and then open the door. I ran a kettle for hot water and asked them to sit on the sofa while I grabbed the Oscar Piastri hat and shirt I had bought recently. He graciously signed it for me and I handed them the cup of tea. "Your house is lovely" Hattie commented while looking around, "I don't see any of the albums or merch" she continued. "they're in my room" I said. "Must be fun explaining to the guys who come over" she spoke more to herself. "It's hilarious watching their reaction" Hattie added at Oscar's quizzical expression. "If you guys are done, would it be harsh to ask you to leave, I have an early shift tomorrow" I asked nervously. "No, thank you for the tea. We'll be leaving" Oscar said while lifting Hattie up. "I'm not leaving yet. I haven't seen your room" Hattie whined trying to get free from Oscar. "You know where she lives, come over at a more acceptable time." Oscar told her and dragged his sister away, "Good night Y/N" he called out as I closed the door.

Thank god she didn't see my room, I don't know how I would explain the Oscar Piastri poster I had above my bed and in my closet. My life got interesting to say the least.

Hattie and I weren't able to meet after since there weren't any concerts for a while but there was a Formula One race in a week. Hattie called me asking if I would like to join her family. I was more than grateful to be going because I got to see the race for free. God knows my saving's are crying.

I got dressed for the race and met them at the venue. It was the race day and the hustle and bustle at the paddock had adrenaline pumping through me. Hattie greeted me and introduced me to her family, 2 sisters and her parents who were very kind and welcoming. "It's nice to finally meet the girl who's accompanying our daughter to concerts and the subject of my child's interest" Nicole chimed extending her arm out. "It's so nice to meet you too Mrs Piastri" I said while shaking her hand. "You make me sound old, call me Nicole" she said. "What did she mean by the subject of my child's interest?" I whispered to Hattie. "Nothing" Hattie answered quickly. We walked in to McLaren to be greeted by Oscar and Lando. Starstruck was an understatement. After exchanging pleasantries and me asking for Lando's autograph and a picture with him and then tripping over the wire on the floor almost discharging vital piece of equipment found my way back to everyone and decided to sit in place. Oscar did ask if I was okay but I couldn't really focus on that since I keep embarrassing myself in front of him, of all the people.

The race ended with a pretty decent finish for Oscar that had all of us cheering. He came back to meet everyone after all the formalities and celebration. After a while we started to pack up to leave; "you should help Oscar pack up" Hattie said while making a quick exit with the family. "What? Why?" I asked but was ignored while everyone left. "Hi" a small voice came. "Hey, Oscar. Great race" I said trying to making things less awkward. "Thanks for coming" Oscar said. "Hattie said you guys had extra tickets and plus I couldn't say no to a race" I rambled. "Umm" he scratched the back of his neck, "there were no extra tickets, Lando lent me one of his so I could invite you" he said. "What? I'm so sorry for the trouble" I apologised. "What? No I mean, I wanted you to come...so I asked Lando for the extra ticket" Oscar corrected me. "You wanted me to come" I repeated. "This is so stupid" he muttered to himself. "Let's go, or we'll be late for dinner" Oscar said packing his stuff. "What dinner?" I asked. I was so lost, what was going on? "We're going out for a family dinner" Oscar stated. "You're going on a family dinner, I'm going home. I'm sure they must be waiting for you in the garage." I said grabbing my stuff. "They're not" Oscar lamented running a hand through his hair.

"I could drop you there if you would like" I offered. "No, I...ugh" Oscar sounded frustrated. "Is something wrong? Maybe I can get help" I suggested. Oscar looked at me with the softest puppy eyes, "I got tickets for you, specifically even though I didn't have one, I was ready to not have one of my sisters attend so that you could have a ticket" he said now staring at me. "I don't" I began. "Fuck, Y/N IthinkIlikeyou" he mumbled. "Oscar, I don't know what you said" I said. Lando peeped in, "This is getting frustrating, I thought it would be fun to watch but it's not. That muppet means he likes you, go out with him." Lando chimed. "You like me?" I asked shocked. Oscar just nodded his head slowly. "Put the kid out of his misery and go out with him. I don't think I can take pining Oscar any more or watch him stalk your Instagram profile" Lando quipped. "Can you shut up Lando?" Oscar glared. "I would love to go out with you Oscar" I cut them off; "really?" Oscar asked. "Yeah, I mean you are my favourite driver on the grid" I stated. "Really" Oscar shouted making me and Lando jump. "Let's go now" Oscar said while holding my hand and dragging me out.

[harrysfolklore]

buzzcut - blurb

this kinda sucks but it was on my drafts sooo why not, hope you enjoy !

MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

//

"I wonder how would I look with my head shaved." Harry randomly said one night both of you were cuddled up in bed.

"Where is that coming from, lovie?" You looked up at him, curious by his sudden statement.

"Dunno, I've never in my almost 30 years of age had a buzzcut," he shrugged, "I feel like It's part of manhood to shave your head at least once."

"Your manhood is just fine," you rolled your eyes with affection and pecked his chin, "But if you want to know how you'd look with no hair, you can always look for those AI pictures your fans have been making lately."

Harry laughed and kissed the crown of your head, leaving the conversation at that and focusing on the romantic comedy movie you picked for the night.

Days passed by and you soon forgot about your conversation and Harry didn't bring up his desire to shave his head again, so when he mentioned that he wanted to get a haircut you assumed that he was getting his usual trim.

Oh boy, were you wrong.

"I want to chop my hair a bit before we head to Vegas." He said a week before your trip, Jeff kept insisting that you needed to see the show he had been working on at the Sphere and you finally agreed.

"That's fine, just don't do anything extreme you know I love the curls." You replied, unaware of what he had up in his sleeve.

"Nothing to worry about, baby." You failed to notice the devilish smile on his face that gave away that he was planning something else.

The following day Harry told you that he was going to Ayae's place to get his haircut, which was weird to you because his hairdresser always came to your house to cut his hair, but you still didn't overthink it too much.

Until you got a text from her that read "Don't kill me or your boyfriend for what he made me do."

Just a minute after you got the text you heard the front door open and your name being called from downstairs.

"H are you home? Ayae texted me but I don't know what she means." You said as you made your way to him, he was standing in your living room, his hair being covered by the hood of his hoodie.

"I cut my hair," he said and a confused frown made its way to your face, "And I'm going to show it to you, but you need to promise me you won't freak."

"Why would I freak? Why are you acting so weird about it?"

Harry only smiled and pulled the hood from his head, revealing that his brand new buzzcut.

You stood in your place for a few minutes before reacting, "Is this some kind of joke?"

"It's not love! I shaved it," he got closer to you, a big smile on his face, “Do you like it?”

“Oh my god! Your hair is really gone! What the fuck, Harry.” You laughed in disbelief, grabbing his face to get a better look at him.

“I told you I wanted to give it a try before my twenties ended, remember?”

“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” you shook your head, “This is crazy! Does Jeff know? Forget about him does your mom know? Oh my god we need to facetime her right now.”

Harry laughed at your rant, “Jeff knows love, he wants to shave his too, and we’ll facetime mum later,” he pecked your lips quickly, “Now wipe that look off your face! You’re looking at me like I’m an alien!”

“This is just so weird, but also such a you thing to do,” you pecked his lips back, “Your fans are going to be absolutely nuts about this.”

“Lord, that’s what i’m dreading the most.”

A week later you and Harry were standing in the crowd of U2's concert at the Las Vegas Sphere, surrounded by friends and other concertgoers.

Somehow Harry's new look gave him a little more privacy, since the world didn't know that his signature brown curls were gone and he could go unnoticed sometimes.

"You've been busted." You said as you noticed a phone camera filming the both of you, Harry was standing behind you with his hand protectively gripping your neck.

"What, love?" He asked, making you discretely point at the person with the camera.

"Well, I guess the madness stars now."

A day later, pictures and videos of Harry's new haircut flooded the internet, making his fans go crazy once again.

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[oacest]

good evening honorary scholar in oasis lore!! im pretty new and idk whether i just hot everything mixed up or it really happened buy did noel and liam retreat somewhere together after they had a huge fallout again? like left the city went somewhere secretive and stuff i think in the 90s? made up there and all that

who knows maybe it didn't happened at all and my mind just mixed everything together but still <3

The sequence of events can sound a little far-fetched if not an outright wishful fantasy, so I will keep strictly to the bare facts and quotes lol:

In the fall of '96,

(you remember '96, of course: Liam announcing he was getting married and Noel being pissed about it and then kissing him in front of 40,000 people, and then shortly thereafter they do the biggest concert of their lives, immediately after which Liam fails to show up sober for MTV Unplugged and then doesn't go to America with the band and then shortly after he does show up, Noel walks out of the tour and returns home -- that '96, yeah?)

"everyone" in the UK is freaking out that Oasis has finally broken up. No one from Oasis is really saying anything.

Liam flies back to the country... and is kidnapped from the airport:

(^ from Jill Furmanovsky, apologies for the janky photo)

He was brought to a country house where Noel was staying and the two of them holed up there for a while to patch things up.

Creation Records has announced that despite rumours, Oasis aren’t splitting. Noel and Liam Gallagher were at a secret location ‘spending time together and getting over jetlag’. The brothers have phoned their mum Peggy to assure her that Oasis were not about to split. ‘They phoned me at home to say they are both well and the band is not splitting up. They didn’t tell me where they were but they are both very happy. It was as though nothing was wrong.’ Astonishingly, they have been left alone. No one could find out where they went; after disembarking from their separate flights, Noel and Liam left London for a secret location where they met up and were still together as we went to press. Guigsy, Bonehead and Alan travelled to different destinations … Johnny Hopkins said: 'Noel and Liam got together to hang out. They're on good terms-yeah, totally. They're mad for it. Of course they're friends. They're staying together and getting over the jetlag, just chatting away.' – Melody Maker, September 1996

"No, me and our kid went to a country house. The pair of us stayed there and got pissed. Me and him weren’t arguing. We got slaughtered. And Marcus [Russell, manager] was saying, ‘Lets put a press release out’. Me and him [Noel] were taking the piss, going ‘Fuck it - if anyone asks where we are, tell ‘em we’re chasing sheep round the fucking country.’ But it would have started to get silly. So we put one together. -Liam, 1996

[daisyblog]

I Think I'm In Love

Our Story Masterlist Summary: Fans meet YN at LOT Wembley N4.

Based on this request. Also a big thank you to @onlyangle1 for helping me.

Molly and Ava, two best friends who shared their love and obsession for Harry Styles. The pair had waited for what felt like years for this day. The day they finally got to use their Harry Styles Love On Tour tickets.

They had tickets for the front area of the standing pitch. Despite not being at the barricade and having an up close view of the man himself, they were content in being at the concert and having a large space around them, to be able to dance and jump around in later on.

The two girls had just sat down on the ground, as Wet Leg had left the stage. “What do you think he’ll wear?”.

Ava thought as she played with the boa around her neck. “If we see hitties, I’m gonna faint.”.

“Oh please, that would literally make my night if he does!”. Molly got herself excited at the thought.

The two friends, took some photos together, wanting to remember this night and of course to post on their social media’s to let everyone they knew that they had seen Harry Styles.

The sound of the stadium singing Angels by Robbie Williams filled their ears, but what caught their eyes was YN, stood to the side of them, recording as she sadly smiled.

“Fuck, is that YN?” Ava nudged her friend.

“It is, I think I’m going to have a panic attack!” Molly spoke as she repeated to herself how much she needed to remain calm.

“She looks sad.” Ava observed. “Do you think we should ask her if she’s alright?”.

Molly managed to calm her nerves and get the attention of YN, who smiled at the sound of the girls calling her name.

“Hi!” YN gave the girls a genuine smile as she walked over to where they were now stood.

Ava took the lead, not trusting Molly to hold it together. “We’re sorry to bother you, we just wanted to check you were alright?”.

“You looked a little sad.” Molly added.

YN placed her phone in her pocket. “Yeah I’m alright.” YN hesitated. “That song reminds me of me Mum and sister.”.

“Awww.” Molly felt herself get emotional. “C’mere, have a hug.”. She wrapped her arms around YN, who gladly took it.

“Thank you!” YN rubbed a stray tear away from her cheek.

Ava couldn’t help but notice the band that now laid on YN’s finger. Wanting to change the subject as she could see YN wiping away her tear. “Congratulations on your engagement!”.

“Oh my…yeah…congratulations…I literally fucking screamed when I saw your post last night!” Molly spoke, excitement evident in her voice.

YN laughed at the girls outburst. “Aww thank you!” Blush creeping up onto her check. “It still hasn’t sunk in.”.

"It's such a beautiful ring." Ava complimented, the gold band that sat upon YN's finger.

"The boy did good!' Ava nudged Molly for her comment, but YN let out a loud chuckle, finding the comment funny.

YN nodded in agreement. "He did...I'm very lucky.".

The sound of Bohemian Rhapsody beginning, got the crowd excited knowing that Harry would be on stage soon. Ava and Molly joined in with the singing stadium.

Mama, life had just begun But now I've gone and thrown it all away Mama, ooh, didn't mean to make you cry If I'm not back again this time tomorrow Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

The two friends, expected YN to have disappeared now that Harry was due to come on stage any moment. But they were pleasantly surprised to see YN still stood to the side of them but this time with Brad by her side.

As the intro video played, Ava and Molly were on edge waiting for the first glance of Harry. As Daydreaming began, and Harry appeared wearing his signature overalls but for the last night at Wembley decided to be shirtless, showing off his butterfly tattoo. Ava and Molly held onto each other as they jumped up and down at the sight of Harry and his lack of t-shirt.

But what set the two girls and the other fans around them into laughter was when YN could be heard shouting. "THE HITTIES ARE OUT! WOOOOO!".

Livin' in a daydream She said, "Love me like you paid me" You know I'll be gone for so long So give me all of your love, give me something to dream about

Ooh-ooh

Stay until the morning 'Cause, baby, loving you's the real thing It just feels right When you give me all of your love, give me something to dream about So give me all of your love, give me something to dream about

Ava and Molly were jumping around, just like the other fans in the stadium. Dancing, singing and having a blast..completely in awe of the man on the stage. YN and Brad were still near by also enjoying themselves, singing and dancing along.

The sound of Golden began and Harry was instructed the fans to get low. "Are you ready to have some fun with us tonight, Wembley?".

Molly turned to Ava, completely forgetting who was standing behind them. "I think I'm in love!". The girl shouted, as she was still in denial that they were watching Harry Styles perform.

Bringing the girls back into reality was YN's accent from behind them. "He has that affect on you!". Most girlfriends, in YN's case fiancée, wouldn't have liked that comment being said. But YN understood, she really did because Harry did have that affect on others. He was infectious!

As Adore You came to an end, Harry made his way down the platform to wave to the fans who stood towards the back of the stadium. Ava, Molly and the fans near by were quick to cheer and wave to the man himself.

After Harry's little speech thanking the opening acts and explaining how he had burnt his tongue on some soup, he sang Keep Driving. It was no secret that fans loved singing along to a particular part so Molly and Ava were preparing themselves to belt out the famous line.

Passports in footwells Kiss her and don't tells Wine glass, puff pass, tea with cyborgs Riot America, science and edibles Life hacks going viral in the bathroom

But making Brad, the girls and fans around them explode with laughter was YN's version as she sang behind them. "Cocaine, side boob, choke ME with a sea view!".

Toothache, bad move Just act normal Moka pot Monday, it's all good Hey, you Should we just keep driving?

One Direction fans loved Stockholm Syndrome so it was no surprise the stadium went crazy as they showed their love for the song written and performed by their favourite band. YN also joining in with the fans around her.

The sound of Sweet Creature beginning to play, caused the stadium to become a calm atmosphere, almost like everyone was enjoying the moment as Harry hadn’t sung it live for a few years. YN could see the two friends, holding onto each other whilst listening to Harry sing, wanting to capture the moment she snapped a quick photo from behind the two girls and took a short video as they had their arms wrapped around eachothers shoulders. Hoping she could try and send it to them later.

Still standing at the front of the stage, Harry peered out at the crowd looking from one side to the other. “Uh speaking of Sweet Creature…I wanna say before we go any further a massive massive thank you to you and the people of London for all the support you have given me over the last thirteen or so years of my life. This... city has blessed me with a home, and certainly the most important people in my life who have supported me over the years and I would not be here without them, thank you so much, and to all who have made it tonight. The first time I ever came to London was thirteen years ago, it was just across the street, for the boot-camp stages of X-Factor I’d never been here before, it was quite scary coming to London; but making that journey meant I got to meet my special person…the better half of me and Wembley will always be our special place for us so I’d like to play a song for her tonight, this is for you YN…this is Love Of My Life”.

During Satellite a large group of fans created a circle and YN couldn’t help but join in. They waited for Harry to sing “Spinning out, waiting for ya to pull me in” before they all ran into the circle and then dance around in crowd.

YN loved the TPWK dance that the fans had created and she spent hours learning the steps when it first went viral. So when Harry began to sing the lyrics, she couldn’t help but fill with excitement of joining the fans around her. “Maybe we can…find a place to feel good…and we can treat people with kindness…find a place to feel good”.

Whenever Harry surprised the fans by singing Medicine, her heart filled with joy over the fans screaming with happiness as the music to the saucy song began. She would admit though that Harry singing the unrealised song and moving his hips in certain ways made her feel a certain way too, one that would have to wait for the end of the show and they were alone in their hotel room. “You got that something, I got me an appetite, now I can taste it…we're getting dizzy, oh, we're getting dizzy, oh…la-la-da-da, da”.

Knowing the set list by heart now, YN knew it was her queue to leave when Harry finished singing As It Was. Wanting to thank the two girls for being so kind and friendly, she quickly gave them a cuddle and promised to follow them back on instagram later on.

Molly and Ava watched as YN left the pit and quickly made her way backstage to meet the main man himself. “I can’t believe that just happened”.

Ava felt like she was in a dream and she was going to be woken up to reality any minute. “Pinch me…but did we just spend the entire concert with YN Tomlinson?!”.

“She worked her way through a cheap pack of cigarettes”.

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molly_x

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molly_x Ava and I’s reaction after watching Harry Styles with YN!!✨❤️🫶🏼 🪩 View all 46 comments tagged: avaflorence harrystyles yntomlinson

avaflorence Amazing night✌🏼I want to do it again! YN made our night so much better x ⌞molly_x She’s such a beautiful soul🩷

friend2 So lucky 😩

yntomlinson Thank you girlies for letting me join you at the show🫶🏼I had the best night and have told Harry about two of his biggest fans!❤️ ⌞harryfan6 your so lucky yn commented and liked your post!! ⌞molly_x Sorry I just needed to calm myself because I can’t believe you’ve actually commented and liked my photo (fangirl moment 😱). Thank you for being so lovely to us…and taking that photo and video of us, we are so grateful!❤️❤️❤️

harryfan9 Is YN starting a new trend of being in the pit with the fans????

harryfan7 Things like this never happen at my shows😢😢😢

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for giving a friend tickets to a concert that I originally bought for a different friend?

This kind of petty drama tbh but my friends are divided over this whole thing and I worry that the way I acted was wrong.

I (16) bought 4 tickets to a concert that I really wanted to see, intending to ask my friends to go with me for my birthday. Because I was the one who wanted to go, and I know none of my friends are super into this artist, I thought it was only fair that I bought the tickets. They were like £70 each and I spent some of the money I got as gifts to buy them.

I asked 1 friend who has kind of been my on and off best friend for the past 4 years, we'll call her E, to go with m. She asked if we could also invite someone she's friends with, who I don't know that well- let's call her O. I wasn't super happy with the idea but I really wanted E to come and I thought maybe it could be a good way to get to know O more. The asked a few of other friends if they wanted the last ticket but they were either busy or didn't know if they would be allowed (the concert was happening in another city) so the last ticket wasn't claimed for a while.

The week of the concert arrived and I ended up in hospital because I dislocated my knee. I was told I probably shouldn't go to a concert because I should be on rest for a few days. I was pretty upset but there wasn't really anything I could do about it. I let E know I couldn't go anymore and that I was just gonna post the tickets for sale online. I told her she could buy hers if she still wanted to go. She didn't reply so I had a feeling she was pissed about it. On the day of the concert, the tickets hadn't been bought. I was home from school all day but a few of my friends came by after to see how I was doing.

This is when I learned that E had told everyone that I had given her all four tickets and that she had told two guys from the year above that they could have my ticket and the spare one for free if they gave her and O a ride to the concert. I tried calling E but she didn't pick up or reply to texts. I'll admit I was kind of angry. The girls who came to see me after school said they would buy the tickets from me and go to the concert if the tickets were still available. So I sold them the tickets for £50 each (that was all the had on them at the time and I was fine with getting at least some of the money back versus giving them to E and some random people for free) and they went to the concert.

A few hours before the concert started, E showed up at my house and asked for the tickets. I told her I had sold them to some other friends and she kicked OFF. She said I had given her at least her and O's tickets as a gift and that I couldn't just take that back. She had the guy from the year above come up to my house and ask where the tickets were too, though he seemed confused about the whole thing and was pretty understanding when I said I had bought them for my birthday but got injured so I decided to sell them. Eventually my mum had to ask them to leave because E was just yelling at me, saying that I was a shitty friend, and I was pretty upset.

Things have been so tense in school since the concert. Some of my friends don't believe that I never promised E all of the tickets after I got injured, so they're really mad at me and the friends who went to the concert. The whole thing is really awkward and I'm starting to feel like maybe it was an asshole move on my part. I don't know. E basically hasn't spoken to me since. I knew she had made plans with the tickets so I guess it was bad of me to sell the tickets to those other friends. I just feel like she shouldn't have assumed I would give them all away to her for free? Especially when I told her ahead of time that she could buy the tickets, otherwise I was gonna try selling them. She never replied to let me know she wanted them. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

[dietmountaindewbae]

what about fetus sub Al?

xxii. room on fire

alex turner x reader

word count: 7784

summary: Alex (btb!), Andy, and Matt invite you to see The Strokes live in London

warnings: sp*t, unpr*tected s*ex

song recommendation: automatic stop by the strokes

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Closing shut your locker you grab your heavy backpack on your shoulders, the day felt like it was slower than ever but you were happy your next period was a little more fun, literature with your favorite teacher, you read a few pages of the book you were reading in class at home when you couldn't sleep, hearing some music while at it, a lot of people hated to read with music but it just fed your imagination.

Suddenly you heard three voices calling out your name from the hallway, running up to you, "You won't believe it!" Andy said to you, "You won't, you won't!" He said as he giggled from the excitement of Alex and Matt catching up to him.

"Won't believe what? Why? What's going on?" You asked them, they were all jumping up and down nudging at each other's shoulder, smiling at a piece of paper, they were acting like three little girls finding out their crush likes them.

"You will shit yourself!" Matt said.

"It's not me that has" The bell rang meaning to go inside the class, the teacher could be fun and all but hated delay, "I can't with you three seriously, I'll see you in class" You walked in, Alex and the rest following behind you, and that's when they all circled you, "Quit the bullocks, what's going on?"

"Guess who's coming to London?" Alex said, he was blushing from the joy, and you hummed.

"The vines?" You guessed, they all said no with their head, if they were this excited it had to be huge, and that's when it clicked, "...The strokes?" You said with a hint of doubt, Alex finally showed you that piece of paper, and you gasped so loudly, "Really?!"

"It's official, we have to go!" Matt announced.

"Go where mister Helders?" The teacher came inside making Matt's smile turn into a serious one, he looked like he had shat himself... again.

"N-Nowhere" He answered.

"Go back to your seat, please" He nodded sitting behind you while Alex sat next to you.

"Come with us, love, we don't always get to be 16 and go to a Strokes concert" He whispered to you, "Everyone is coming!" He insisted.

"Of course, I want to go, I'll do my best to convince my mum.... plus, what's the point of having a strokes shirt if I haven't seen them live?"

"Young lady if you're going to socialize with Alex let it be outside" The teacher raised his voice, the rest teasing the both of you with their stares and giggles, you and Alex were close, but not as close as you'd liked, he hardly ever spoke to you about a secret he had, or when he was feeling down, yes, he did it sometimes, but not as much as Matt or Andy talked to you, you tried to make him, but it maybe wasn't as easy for him to trust you, you wondered why, you've known each other since middle school, he wasn't always like this.

"Sorry," You said giggling along with Alex.

"Do you think everyone at school will go? Like... Lauren maybe?" Lauren, what else could you say? She was your friend, not your best friend but you hung out with her often, Alex and Lauren talked a lot too, he said it was friendly but what Lauren said was different, you didn't know why but when he asked you about her you felt a little off.

"O-Oh, I don't know, maybe" She liked pop music better but she pretended to like them because of Alex, she liked him but he played dumb about it, and when Lauren noticed that she began to play dumb as well, hoping that it'll grow some interest on him, maybe it was working.

"I hope you can come with us, we'll book a room and everything, I'll talk about it later with me mum"

"How's Penny?" You asked dearly, she was the kindest and coolest woman you'd ever met, and for the rest of the class, you kept whispering to Alex about how excited you felt.

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A few days passed and soon enough Andy got tickets for the three and begged their mums for a room in any place they could get them, your mum wouldn't agree to let you go with three boys to London for a massive gig of some "messy" rock band, you were short on money, and for what you knew everyone was going, except for you, either you got a job fast or not go at all.

"Girls, you won't believe it!"Lauren announced during lunch some other band would come to London as well, she already had her tickets to The Strokes, but she sounded way more pumped about this other band, so you sat there, ears pitched, on the look for what was she going to say next.

"So what are you going to do?" Your friend asked.

"I'm selling my ticket for The Strokes," Your heart skipped a beat and you were fast to say you wanted it.

"How much?" She gave you the price, but you were still short though, you had to think of a bribe she couldn't say no to, "How about I give you what I have on me and... do your homework for a month" Lauren laughed at you.

"Until the end of the year!" She demanded, you stood your ground.

"It's for a month, you should be thanking me" It was a good deal, you weren't just giving her money but you were saving her from getting kicked out of school for skipping class to go out with his 20-something boyfriend-situation.

"Deal" She handed you the ticket, and you gasped and hugged her, "Have fun" She rolled her eyes.

"Thank you!" You took your things and ran to get to Alex, all three of them had breakfast outside by the hidden threes to have a smoke, you had never felt so excited before, your little heart was about to beat out of your chest, and your lower abdomen hurting because you were running too fast, pushing people away, until you crashed with a boy falling on your ass, "Oh, Alex!"

"Love, a-are you ok?! Oh God, I'm so sorry I didn't see you" He helped you, picking you up from the floor, and you gasped his name, "What's wrong?"

"Guess who's going to the gig?" He gasped as you showed him the ticket.

"You're coming with us?!" He spun you around, picking you up in the air, "Oh my god! That's so great" He hugged you so tightly you were happy to feel short on air, "I knew you would manage to go, so I booked an extra room for you, I knew you would make it" You hugged him close, it was so nice and considerate for him, you didn't expect for him to do such a thing.

"I'll give you back every penny! You didn't have to" He shrugged and waved it off, scratching the back of his head.

"I suppose that's what mates do, right? Besides, you shouldn't be thanking me, you should be thanking Penny" You broke into laughter with him, your eyes locked in a stare, "We made it!"

"I know, we're going to see The fuckin' Strokes!" You yelled, "We're going to fuckin' London to see The Strokes baby!" You both jumped up and down like little children, you were so happy feeling the euphoria of just the thought, and then it died as your mind couldn't escape reality, 'not that fast' it said, "Shit..."

"What?" He says.

"Me mum, she's gonna kill me... and I need the money for the train!" Alex pursed his lips and you massaged your forehead, a pulsing pain in your head increased, and your stress murdered your excitement.

"We'll figure summat out... leave it to us"

That same afternoon, around 6 o'clock your door was almost knocked over by the various and brutal knocks on it, you went running downstairs in your pajamas and a giant wet towel on your head, "Oi!"

"It's us!" Andy said from the other side of the door.

"What the fuck are you-" They shushed you, coming in one after the other, you pulled Alex to the side, "What are you doing?" You whispered.

"Taking care of it just as I promised... nice pajamas" He joked, your snoopy pajamas were your favorite, and you followed Alex into the kitchen where your mum was. You are certain that she won't let you go after this, she hates it whenever people just come into the house with no warning, but she said hello to all of them with a warm hug and a smile, they bribed your mum with her favorite biscuits and tea.

That evening, they made a PowerPoint slide called "10 reasons why your daughter should be allowed to go with us"

"No. 1 reason is..." Matt said, "She'll be well taken care of, protected, and have her own space"

"No.2 is, she's the only one with enough brains to lead us through London," Said Andy.

"No 3. is, we're proper lads, and we'll behave as such" Alex smiles at you.

Seven slides after, and a couple of biscuits and cups of steaming tea, your mum agreed to the proposal, mainly because they had taken the time to make the slides and gave her plenty of reasons to trust you with their company, after all, she's practically best friend's with Matt's mum and had a good concept of Alex and Andy, maybe she was in a good mood today. After the boys left, you were left alone with your mum cleaning the dishes as she gave you the money for your train ticket, and you spent the night packing with a smirk on your lips, listening to the strokes on your MP3 all night.

You kept counting the minutes to see them, and when the time arrived you were bright and early at the station, smiling at Alex when you saw him waiting for you at the entrance, "Ready?"

"I was born ready for this moment" You exaggerated making him break into laughter, "Where's Andy and Matt?"

"They took the train earlier to check us in, so once there, we'll just shower and go" You jumped up and down feeling your heart pumping faster, "I'm delighted you came with us actually, so happy"

"Why?" You said once inside the train, Alex like the gentleman he is and the one he promised to be, put your bags away, "Dips on the window" You said.

"Knew it," He sat next to you, unwrapping his scarf, "Well... to be honest, I don't think Lauren likes the strokes with the same passion as me and you do"

"But... even if she doesn't like them, I thought you liked her," You said to him puzzled, "I mean... you're always talking to her, hugging, kissing her cheek... thought you'd be happier if she came" He even kissed her at a party once, even though he says he doesn't remember doing such, you did, and you didn't want to sound so bothered by it but you were, it made you feel strange, even a little jealous.

"But that doesn't mean I like her, besides, I think she only likes them bigger boys, way more fitter than me" He cleared out, and you playfully squeezed his arm.

"You're quite fit Alex, don't say that" He scratched the back of his head again, you notice he often does it when he's nervous, he takes a peek at the book you take out from your purse, along with your music and your wired headphones.

"What 'ave you got there?" He takes your book away from you, it was an edition of Edgar Allan Poe's poetry, then he grabbed your MP3, going through your music, he had grown interested, he didn't understand why he wanted to touch your stuff, wanted to see what's inside your purse, your books, your music library, your head, he wanted to know more, he always did, "You win the prize for the most interesting girl... not that you're not pretty, you're beautiful" He talked to you with such shyness it made you feel special, and the look in his eyes, the little sparkle in them, he bites down on his tongue, feeling as though he had completely fucked up with the words he chose to say, you weren't answering and he was panicking, you stared at him with a grin on your face, it made him feel nervous, his stomach going in circles.

"Thank you" You answered, he could finally breathe, "D'ya wanna share?" He hummed as a yes, discreetly sitting closer to you so you could share your music, and your book with him, you smiled at him, watching the threes go by one by one, all in a row, a beautiful landscape hidden in between them, watching them go by so fast made your eyes tired, your head fell to his shoulder you were quick to take it away.

"Oh sorry," You said to him taking a little space but he pulled you in, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as an instinctive, a few butterflies woke in your stomach, and in him too, even if he wasn't sure what was he doing, he went with it when he saw a beautiful smile appear on your lips.

"Don't worry, you can fall asleep, that's what me shoulder is for" He smiled at you so kindly, it made your heart melt, his sweet cologne, his soft skin, and his coffee brown eyes, you could spend the whole train ride counting his long eyelashes, and then, you fell asleep on the crook of his neck, and he rested his head on yours, you felt safe and warm.

A few hours on the train, and one taxi drive later you arrived at the hotel, the boys ordered some pizza, but you were thinking about looking flawless, so you juggled between having pizza and applying eyeshadow, it was hard but it paid it off very nicely, you heard one thousand knocks at your door.

"Can we come in?!" Matt asked, you opened the door with your toothbrush in your mouth.

"Hey! I swear, give me two seconds" You gathered your hair into a ponytail to spit on the sink, Matt, and Andy laughed at how funny you sounded, but Alex was in awe, you had chosen to wear your strokes shirt but you customized it into your own original off the shoulder shirt with some holes poked in it, you had traced the outline of the boys from a magazine, and painted them on your shirt with black paint and a thin brush, it fitted you big like a dress, fishnets, and your dirty old motorcycle boots, but what had him so invested on you were your eyes, even in the dark they sparkled, and your red plump lipstick.

All of them were dressed in their best gowns, wearing light washed ripped denim jeans, chunky belts under their graphic tees, and tracky shoes, zip ups, and denim jackets, Alex's messy and spiky hair looked cute on him, he chose to wear a white striped blue navy shirt, ripped denim, his jean jacket and dirty reeboks.

"Take as long as you need" He whispered, again Andy and Matt laughed at Alex signing him to sit on the bed next to them.

"You got that look on your face man" Matt teased, while Alex denied it.

"What face? What look?" Matt signed him to look at himself in the mirror, his cheeks were flushed, his mouth dry, and his heart going fast, he looked flustered.

"That face" Alex rolled his eyes and gave him a little smack on the head.

"Fuck off," Alex said to Matt.

"I can see little birds around your head and everything" Andy teased, but as Alex was about to say something else you walked out.

"Done! Let's go, let's go!" You grabbed your giant messy leather stubbed purse fixing your hair before leaving, "Wait, do you guys think I look ok?" Matt and Andy put their thumbs up, they were in a hurry.

Alex was the only one who came back and looked at you from bottom to top, his eyes smiled at yours, and said, "Gorgeous" He grabbed your hand and shut the door.

The venue wasn't big enough to fit the number of people inside, all pilled up together outside the Alexandra Palace, it felt like a huge ball of mass, you were holding on to Alex's arm for dear life, shaking from the cold, he noticed it and gave you his jacket since he knew you would be too embarrassed to ask, he felt like he had acquired a roll, as your protector, someone who not for one second would take their eyes off of you, even if his arms looked so thin they were strong, he made sure to take good care of you, and not only that, he proved himself he was good enough to be with someone like you. He hadn't noticed how much he liked you until you softly slept on his shoulder, his stomach felt the butterflies much bigger, wilder, his heart had warmed up for you, and he never admitted to it, until spending that ride on the train, he had always wondered with that idea on his head, he always wanted to get to know you better, take you out, but he couldn't, he knew he wouldn't ever, he never wanted to be your friend, and whenever he talked to you he knew if he had the chance to make out with you he would, and that would ruin everything because he knew he wouldn't let go of you after that, it was different with Lauren, she was the only thing that kept him from acknowledging the fact that he only wanted you. Once inside you pushed your way to the front, Alex behind you, his arms caged you against the barricade, grasping it for dear life, making sure not to squeeze you as more people tried to make their way to the front.

Suddenly the lights changed color, and everyone started screaming as Julian came out from the back, you jumped up and down like a little girl, he was so hot when he looked all sweaty and messy, everyone began to cheer and you joined in, it was huge, your euphoric heart was beating in your ears when they opened the gig with Reptilia, you were having the time of your life, hugging the people you loved the most, taking pictures of everyone all together, you never expected to meet them, you never believed in the right place, right time until you teamed up with them, even if it sounded silly, those boys really made you laugh, mostly the one that grasped your arm tightly, you took his arm away, but quickly grabbing his hand, for a moment his heart had shrunk but rushed back when you took his hand, and your eyes so tender, he was melting.

You found yourself jumping up and down along during Soma with Matt, just like two kids, the crowd was wild, you were screaming at the top of your lungs every single letter of their lyrics, dancing with each of the boys, there was crowd surfers, people jumping on each other, Alex grabbed your hand and your bag to assure you had fun, he was having enough fun watching you smile, and sing, twisting your feet, swaying your hips, your hairy was messy, and your eyeliner a bit runny but in his eyes, you never looked so beautiful, Matt nudged Alex's shoulder.

"Kiss her!" Matt yelled, "Go on, take your shot either you take it or leave it!" Alex laughed so hard, Matt had planned perfectly his joke as Take it or Leave it began, he could protect you, and be tough, but when he had to speak and tell you something so risky, he got scared of losing you, not only losing your friendship but also losing the little you two had built together over the years, he was so scared of not being the boy you needed, but he had nothing else to lose, the timing was perfect, there was no better place, he took the shot, and if things went wrong he didn't care anymore, he would still be there even if he had to start in first base all over again.

He called out your name, you were dancing with some random girl you met, and you turned to face him, he didn't look ok, he looked pale, and his sweat was cold, "Are you ok?!"

"Yes, I'm ok but-" He held your hands together, "I have to tell you summat!" People started to push you far from him, you were suffocating, not strong enough to fight it.

"What!?" Your ears were ringing from the loud music, he was trying to say something but he was fighting himself mentally.

"I have to-"

"Al, come closer I can't hear you!" The struggle to find the right words to phrase what he wanted to say was unbelievable, he felt so nervous and excited by the hope that maybe you could like him too, so he didn't think about it anymore.

"I like you!" He screamed but the music was only getting louder and the crowd rowdier, the only way to make it out in one piece was by jumping and throwing yourself to the front, you were struggling to reach Al as the crowd went crazy.

"You what?!" You asked again, you saw him annoyed, that look in his eyes was different, he was looking at you differently, he grabbed your elbow, finally being pressed up against him, he hugged your waist securing you in his arms, "I'm sorry I couldn't-"

"Shut up" He crashed his lips against yours, cupping your cheeks, deepening the kiss as the rush took over him, his body pressed up against yours, the room was silent and his lips on fire, his mouth tasting like heaven, his lips kissing yours until he was running out of air, he demanded more, so his tongue slipped inside your mouth in an eager but lovely kiss, it had set free all of the butterflies on your stomach, he was happy you returned the kiss just as eager as him, you bite down on his lower lip before breaking the kiss.

"Al, is that what you were trying to do?!" You smiled at him.

"Yes!" He sighed getting closer to your ear, "I like you, I have for a while now... I can't help meself when I'm around you!" He gave you another peck on your lips, it was softer and sweeter than the others but it ignited a fire within you, it tingles, and  you ached to be closer to him, it was never close enough, "I was too shy to tell you before cause I thought you wouldn't like me, I made excuses but I don't care anymore I just wanted to tell you, that's why I never made a close friendship with you, I never wanted to be your friend!"

Your cheeks burned as you kissed him again, it was more euphoric, scaling up another step, this time his hands dropped to your hips unconsciously, he pulled you closer, his arm around your lower back, while your hand was scattered on his hair, the crowd reduced to just you and him, only in that room, gasping for air but hungry for more, he couldn't handle it any longer and neither could you.

"I do like you, and a lot but I was also too scared to tell you," He shushed you with a kiss, he had always imagined this in his head, he always had a soft spot for you, always so caring about the others, a true honest friend, and not only were your looks, it was everything about you, he didn't want anyone else, he had to make it official, and the thrill got the best of him.

"Do you wanna be me girlfriend?!" He yells loud enough for Matt and Andy to hear it, they rush to save you two since you were getting further and further away from the front, they wrap their arms around you two, pushing the people away, jumping up and down, making Alex hug you tighter to him.

"So what do you say?!" Andy screams into your ear, Alex's brain couldn't decipher what made his heart go as fast, maybe it was the fact there was a small chance that you might say no, or the fact he was watching his favorite band live, with the girl that set his heart on fire since that kiss.

"I say yes!" You screamed to Alex, making him blush hard, you kissed his cheek and Alex tried his best to not hug you as tight since he was all sweaty, but you didn't care, you pulled him in closer, kissing his sweaty forehead.

"She said yes!" The crowd cheers you all up when they hear Andy announcing to everyone your answer, some of them were nice enough to make room for your little circle to go back to the front, Matt and Andy climbing the barricade while Alex held you the same way he did before, he gently puts his arms around your waist, his chin resting on your shoulder, and you cup his cheek kissing his lips and his nose. He gets hypnotized by the way your body moves against him, the sweat that runs from your neck to your collarbone making your chest shine, the little strap of your black bra falling to your shoulder, and he doubts it but he slides it back in place kissing your shoulder, you knew this was something he was afraid to do, but he felt enough trust to do it, you smile at him, dancing, sweating and crying from the excitement, you truly felt alive in this moment, this is something that was meant for you, you were sad about the concert ending but it was the start of something new, only one more song left, and they sing a cover from The Clash as a perfect way to close it, you sing with Alex but his hands travel down to your hips to make you face him, and he took a step forward to kiss you with a tremendous passion, Matt and Andy cheering for him, you had never thought Alex would be like that, so eager, people were pushing Alex, making you bend your back over the barricade, and you laugh as you see Julian's face upside down but nevertheless Alex leans in to kiss you just like that, he pulled you back in to not let you get hurt, you feel it inside him, he wanted to touch more than just your hips, and that shyness only made you get hotter, you grab his hands and put them in your bum, feeling his cheeks get hotter, and your tongue goes inside his mouth the moment he catches his breath, you gave him obvious signs that you wanted more, and he was ready to give you more.

The rush back into the hotel made you leave Matt and Andy in the lobby, the moment they turned their heads, you two had disappeared into the elevator, being all over each other, all sweaty and sticky, you had little to no clothes, and you were even feeling hotter as Alex hands grasp your bum the same way he did at the concert, you were blushing hard, he was following your lead, paying attention to your moves, feeling good about himself whenever he heard you sigh, but that wasn't enough for him, he wanted more noises, more touching.

The elevator door opens and you grab his hand, opening the door in a rush, and kicking it shut with your dirty shoes, walking to the bed and laying down gently in the white and cold bedsheets, you shiver, and he stares at you with a smile, "Are you sure this is what you want?" He asks, just to make sure he wasn't getting carried away or even making you do things you weren't a hundred percent sure of doing.

"Very" You answer with confidence, crawling across the bed and pulling him to sit down on the bed, you throw your leg over him, straddling him in between your thighs, "And you?" He pulls you in closer, sitting you directly on his crotch, that was his big answer.

"Can I?" His hands gently pull on the ends of your shirt, you give him a nod, and with the same gentleness he takes off your shirt, throwing it to the ground, you wore only black panties and that same beautiful black bra, it was simple but quite enough for him to get him all worked up, it was the first time he had seen any girl like that, ever, "Shit... is it too late to confess summat?"

"No, no, what's the matter?" You ask, getting a bit nervous about what he was thinking.

"I've never-... I haven't, you know... done it before?" You try to not giggle from his self-aware nervous self, you know if you did, he would get even more embarrassed, "I know you did it with... you know who, and I just... haven't had the chance, this is possibly as far as I've come to" He giggles from the nerves, and you massage his shoulders to make him feel at ease.

"And Lauren?" He shrugs.

"Never actually did anything with her" He confessed, "I just held back, wasn't ready... but now I am" You lean in to kiss him very slowly, "Now I feel stupid"

"Why?" You stayed quiet to hear his answer, you knew if you spoke too soon maybe your chance would get ruined, and you wanted him so badly, and he didn't want to feel unprepared.

"'Cause I've got this gorgeous girl in all of her fuckin' glory and I don't know what to do" You hug him closely, your chin on his head, and his hands lightly caress your back up and down slowly, you know exactly what to do.

"Just... relax, and enjoy the ride, don't think about anything... just let your body do it, ok? There are no wrong answers" You knew if he had no time to think then his heart and his body would do the rest for him, so you lay him down in the bed, feeling his shirt climbing up his hips, his boxer's band clinging onto his jeans, and your fingertips run over that uncovered piece of skin turning it into goosebumps, you look at him through your lashes as you hold the button of his jeans in between your fingers, he nods and you unbutton them, taking his zipper down and pulling his jeans off, he wore grey boxers, his cock battling his way out through them, his tip was red and warm, peeling off his skin as it grew bigger and harder in your hands, his hands run through his face and cover his mouth as he sees how your mouth opens to suck him off, the feeling of your soft tongue around his cock felt so good, kissing his tip and sucking it in your lips, your back arching as you tongue presses flat down on his cock licking it up like lollie, and spit on it, tugging it out.

"Oh... that's so fuckin' good love" His eyes roll back, biting down on his lip, his hands search for your hair, caressing it at first to then push your head down against his cock, you were determined to take him all in but you couldn't without gagging, you choke and Alex gets worried, had he done something wrong? It sounded like he did, "Are you ok... I'm so sorry" You grab his hand and hold it tightly.

"Alex... it's ok, don't apologize for that, you're just too big for my mouth" You climb into his lap, "What are you doin' with that shirt on, baby?" You tease him, enchanting him with your seductive voice, he immediately takes it off but never lets his eyes tear away from yours, you run your hands down his chest, so warm and soft, "That's better..." Then he takes the opportunity to unclasp your bra, sliding it down your arms and throwing it to the floor along with your clothes, he sighs as his hands slowly grab your tits and knead them gently in his hands.

"You're so sexy..." He kisses you slowly, running his hands down your smooth and fragile body, his fingertips grazing your back, he wants to touch every inch of your skin but wants to keep something from you, something that won him over, "Do you mind keeping the tights on?" He asks in his most shy and quiet voice.

"Why? Is that a turn-on for your Turn-er?" You tease him and he says yes with his head, now he has flipped your body to make you lay down, pinning your hands to the sides, and a smudge smile crawls to your face.

"You'll see now" He crawls down your body, peppering it with wet and loving kisses, he rips them apart with his hands, pushing your panties to the side, your pussy glistening with your juices, "Fuckin 'ell, you're so fucking pretty... I wanna taste it" He hints, you hum a yes immediately pushing his head down in between your legs, your fingers rub your clit and spread your wetness all over your pussy, getting him invested, if he could, he would watch you do that for hours, but when you were ready, he threw one of your legs over his shoulder, eating your pussy as if he was kissing you, spreading open your lips with his thumbs, and letting his tongue dance around your clit in circles.

"Fuck... me!" You choke out, pulling his hair and pushing his head on your pussy, his thumb pressed down on your clit, studying how your body moves with every touch or simple movement, he was amazed, he didn't even know what he was doing but if it felt right for you, it was right for him, and he thought about what could your body want, he was too ashamed to ask what he could do next, so he decided to check up on you.

"Am I any good?" You manage to push yourself up and say.

"Don't speak, just keep going" He submits to your orders, and keeps giving you head, he went deeper down, sucking on your little hole and pushing his tongue inside it, it turned him on so much, the flavor of your cunt, it was special, he could be smothered in it all day, his lips turned plump as he sucks harder on your clit and he goes back down to fucking your hole with his tongue, the sensation so overwhelming on your body, you feel something rising from there, all piling into your tummy, he sees you turning and twisting on the bed, your legs quiver, he sees the green light for him to continue, pressing his tongue flat against your clit, feeling more sweetness leaking out your pussy, and he doesn't end until you do, covering your face in the pillows so you muffle your moans as he licks every inch of your pussy and your sweet release, his dick was so hard, his impulses took over him, he climbed on top of you, throwing the pillow away so he could kiss your mouth, you feel his hard tip poking your inner thigh, "Fuck..." You sigh into his lips, "Do you wanna... you know?" You said with a giggle.

He bites down on his lip, his eyes sparkling, dark, and dilated by everything you've done together, "Yeah, I want to" He quickly fetches his jeans from the floor, Matt had once given him a condom as a joke before a party, and he carried it around just in case, but the one single condom he had, he couldn't find it anywhere, and he was certain he had put it somewhere in his pockets, "Shit" He slams his hand to his forehead.

"What's the matter?" You crawl to the edge of the bed where he is sitting, and you caress his shoulders, "Are you ok?" He felt like the No.1 idiot in the whole century.

"Don't have a condom" He muttered under his breath, and you quickly fetched your purse, you had an old condom in there, but nothing was safe enough, so you took matters into your own hands, you both wanted this, and it was going to happen.

"Get on top, come on," You tell him as you lay down in the bed, once he has settled on top of you, and his nose is grassing yours, you ask him, "You wanna take a risk with me?"And how could he say no when the girl he had this massive crush on was naked, on a bed, willing to give him what a man always wants, and there was not a single condom, "I didn't come prepared, didn't know this was going to happen, so I guess I fucked up too" You make him feel at ease when you make his stupid mistake that he was beating himself up about, turn it into a much human one, "So either you pull out or I will raise your kid into a killer machine" He breaks into laughter, blushing at your jokes, you didn't know what else to say.

"You know what? I think this was meant to be, love... right here, and now, as if everything had lined up for us, you kno'? I-I will pull out in time, don't worry" He kisses your temple, his fingertips lightly tracing the lines of your lips.

"Or... I've got a better idea" You tease him, "But first you better start fucking me big guy, and then you'll see" Alex pushed himself inside you with such ease it made a shiver crawl up his spine, he couldn't help himself, he moaned hard into your mouth, biting down on your lower lips, he makes a fist with the blankets, as his hips thrust inside your pussy slowly at first, but hearing those little gasps that come out of your mouth made him lose control over himself, gathering a pace that made your legs shake again, his hand slides down your thigh, putting it around his torso, you wrap him in, grabbing his bum and making him chuckle, he pushed himself deeper in, burying his cock inside you as he sees you bite down on your bruised lip, your eyes roll into white shiny pearls, his arms grabs the headboard tightly for support, "Oh my God... harder, please..."

"Like that?" You couldn't believe how terrifically good he was at this, and how he had the audacity if he was doing it right when he knew he was, judging by how hard you were trying not to moan, you were completely wrong about Alex, he wasn't shy, he wasn't reserved, he was cocky bastard, and you loved it, he knew what he was doing to you now, he was more confident about it, going harder just like you asked, driving your head to the edge of the bed, he feels so hot when your walls grip him, "God... you're so fuckin' tight" He hums at the feeling, grabbing your hips and driving them against his, the sounds echoing all over the room, you were sure everyone could hear it by now, you felt so close, you take your hand to your pussy, rubbing it in desperate circles as you bite on your knuckles, he sees everything so closely, how his cock glistens as he thrusts out of you, your pussy red, and your neck arched, your fingers so dirtily masturbating yourself, he was losing it, and he quickly pulled out of you before he could finish inside you, "Fuuuck" His voice shakes.

"Can you handle five more minutes, Al?" You were panting, trying to get your heart to go back to its normal rate, but it was so hard.

"Yeah, I think so..." You kiss him hard, pushing his body to the other edge of the bed, and strapping his arms down with your hands, he sees how your pussy slides down his wet cock slowly, your hair all over your face, you body covered in sweat, and kisses, his eyes focus on your hips, rocking back and forward, your clit rubbing against the short hairs on his cock, you didn't. know what it was, but he looked so hot with his little ingrown hairs, he looked more manly, his eyes couldn't believe what was happening, his brain wasn't working, he was just feeling everything so deeply, it wasn't just the need for the closeness or the warmth, it was what was behind all of that, the love, and the intimacy, you both felt it.

"I think I- fuck..." You choked out as he had taken advantage of the fact your whole body became stiff, this was the moment, he pressed your body against his tightly, feeling his heart about to beat out of his chest as he drove himself inside your hole, "Oh fuckin'... I'm gonna-... don't stop!" You cry out, you stare into his dark brown eyes as your insides squeeze out your release, you wanted to be the one in charge, so quickly push his arms up, pinning them down, fucking yourself into his cock, you were panting, and gasping for air as your pussy became a dripping and soggy mess.

"If I could cum inside you I would, but you feel so fuckin' hot... it-t's, you're-" He chokes in his own words, that same stiffness and need to keep fucking you until he finished took over him, he went faster and harder, losing control over himself.

"Come on, that's so good, Alex... come on big boy, you can cum wherever you want to" He squeezed your ass so hard, his mind clouded with lust and the pictures, and noises the came out of your pretty lips, this feeling overcame him, the sounds of your skin, the words that roll out of your mouth, your hands on his body, the love, just one last thrust of his hips and he quickly pulled out of you, "That's good Al..." You see his tip was leaking some cum already, you quickly get on all fours, and jerk him off fast with your hand, opening your mouth to let him slide to the back of your throat, and you pull back, sticking out your tongue so he could see himself cumming all over it, moaning and whimpering, so cute but so hot at the same time, he covered your whole mouth with his warm and creamy cum, you hum as he settles down back to reality, blushing hard as he sees you had swallowed some of it, but it was too much, the taste wasn't bad but the texture felt too much for you, you slowly walked to the bathroom as best as you could spitting that ball of cum off your mouth.

"I'm sorreh" He said once you laid down on the bed next to him.

"For what?" You ask him, and he shrugs and sighs.

"I dunno, I made a mess didn't I?" Alex beating himself up for that little detail in such a beautiful moment made you hug him closely, this was huge for him, and he wanted you to feel good.

"I liked it..." You confessed into his ear, "It was just that I didn't know what to do with so much, it's not a bad thing baby, don't worry about it" You kissed his cheek lovingly, "I had a great time"

"Me too" He turned to face you, your eyes focused on his completely, "And I hope we have more fun together..." He teased making you blush harder and giggle, "Sorry for breaking your tights... I'll buy you new ones"

"What you need to buy are condoms," You both break into laughter.

Watching the sun peek through his honey-colored eyes, were probably the second most beautiful thing, the first one was his face and big nose, how you love that nose and his cute smile, you were in deep for him, his arms around your waist, warm and cozy, and you didn't realize when you both fell asleep until you heard Alex's phone buzzing through his jeans, both of you woke up together as you heard knocks at your door, he quickly put on his same clothes from yesterday, while you changed into fresh ones. Alex opened the door with his face all red, Matt and Andy on the other side of the door with naughty grins.

"Matt is callin'" You stopped dead in your tracks as Matt and Andy look at you and back at Alex.

"There you guys were! Hello, good morning" They joked towards yours and Alex's red faces, you stood behind him and he glanced at you, "You have 5 minutes to be downstairs, we'll see you there, bye love birds" Alex shut the door, hearing their little laughs all the way down the corridor, and you couldn't hold it in either, you laughed and collapsed to the floor, your laugh so contagious him laughing just as hard.

In less than 5 minutes you were downstairs with Alex, him secretly holding your hand as you both check out, "That was very fast" Andy teased towards Alex.

"Fuck off" He raised his middle finger to him and Matt both, he didn't care about their little giggles and jokes, in this moment, it was sunshine and happiness, he wrapped his arm around your waist as you wait outside for a cap to come and pick you up.

Thankfully you were right in time for the train, Alex made a deal with Matt to take his seat next to yours in the back, and when the moment came, once inside the train he sat next to you, putting your bag away, and hugging you close to him in the seats, you stare into the sky as Alex's stares into the reflection of the window, your hands holding his as the other sits in your lap, legs crossed and your eyes a little tired but still mesmerizing, and in that moment he realized how much he loves you.

"What are you thinking about?" You say as you see him so lost in his thoughts, he smiles at you so brightly.

"Nothin'" He chuckles, you wait for him to speak since he has the words coming out the tip of his tongue, "It's just that... I'll need to check all my dirty jeans to see if I can find the condom Matt gave me"

"Oh... your mum won't be happy" You joke, and he pulls you in closer to him, maybe it was the boredom of the long train ride but, you inched closer to him, a not-so-clever idea popping into your head, "Hey..."

"Meet me in the bathroom?" You teased him, pecking his lips gently, he looked straight into your eyes, a small heat wave coming to his body, you weren't joking, he could see it in your eyes, you chose to wear a skirt on the train ride with some knee socks to keep your warm, you discreetly pull down your panties, and hand them over to him. He's in awe as he sees you leaving to the back of the train, into the bathroom with a cheeky smile on your face.

"Fuck" He sighs.

A/N

What?! Bonus chapter bitcheeesss! sorry for the 4-day vacation you guys, hope you didn't miss me much love you 💋

[your-mommy-ems]

this is a two part vent lol (not really lol but you know im taking the edge off)

I've actual never done one of these on here so here goes absoluelty nothing (btw there might be swearing)

part one:

my birthday is coming up soon and we originally had plans to go away and i was super excited, but then my parents changed their plans and said we weren't going away for a few days, we were only going away for one day (on my birthday so that mean travelling on the day) and now they've changed it again and said we can't go away cause they have to feed one of our friends dogs for a few days. I get they're our friends and you want to get the right thing, but they've changed my birthday plans so much, it feels like they aren't putting in a whole lot of effort (for reference one year for my my sister's birthday we went to two different cities doing treetops courses it took a whole week to complete) They're saying that instead of going away for my birthday we'll use the money for when we go away to the eras tour concert which is two days after my dads birthday. So we're technically going away for two things my dads birthday and the eras tour which is for my sister because she is the hugest swiftie (so am i really). And i am super grateful to be going but it feels like they are putting me second to a fucking concert.

And so i babysit a girl on a regular basis its usually just whenever her mum needs me to look after her - im very flexible and things when it comes to that. But they are moving in like a week. So they want me to look after her on wednesday, thursday, and friday. Friday is my birthday and one of my relatives is coming up to visit and another wants to take us all out for lunch on that day. My mum said i'd babysit her on all those days. meaning on my birthday - which i guess i was never alright with in the first place - and when i started to protest and say it would be weird going out for lunch with my family my mother started questioning me and asking why it would be weird because we were doing a nice thing for her mother (because it was her last day of work.) and again it feels like im coming fucking second to someone else ON MY FUCKING BIRTHDAY?? idk its just (i supposed i never really had any high hopes anyway)

part two:

I visited my grandmother today. (she is the one who wants to take my family out for lunch on my birthday btw) It was great to see her we had a lovely catch up and everything. But when we sat down for lunch and she placed the plates in front of us say said this to me "you start with the salad hey em?" and i kinda brushed it off in front of everyone - it wouldn't've been a big deal if she hadn't done this shit before. She constantly makes subtle oh so subtle remarks about my weight about how i sit about what i eat (i could deadass be eating a piece of fruit and she'd say okay maybe its time to stop eating now) Then when she set our "dessert" i guess you could call it - it was just a cheescake she wanted us to try - when she set mine down she motioned to the fruit platter sitting on the table saying "put some fruit on it ems" and that would've been fine as well if she had addressed it to everyone and said it loud enough for everyone to hear. but no it was said to me and me alone. I remember this one time (it was one of the first times i noticed her making subtle remarks) when we were driving to the shops one day and she had offered me like a chocolate covered liquorice bullet. So i took two, so did she. (btw they are legit half the size of ur pinky finger) and she then turned to me and said "you know emma i always only take two of these otherwise it makes me put on weight you know? I like to savour them, just one or two." I was the only one in the car and had fucking taken the same amount as her. When i had come that afternoon and sorta told mum and dad what happened dad just brushed it off saying you know she didn't mean it like that and everything. Mum was a little more understanding saying she understood but idk really. It makes me very fucking insecure when my grandma makes little comments like that. And i don't think i could ever bring it up with anyone cause i doubt anyone in my family would actually understand.

sorry bout the long rants :)

[glitterslittleuniverse]

Reunion

Summery: In which Sage reunites with a close friend.

Warnings: none (messy writing??)

Characters: Sage (svt oc), Seventeen members, Seventeen oc's, introducing Jongin (original character)

Note: This turned out shorter then I thought. Anyways, here's a chapter introducing Yejin's best friend. I hope you like him and as always comments and feedback are really appreciated. Enjoy.

Masterlist

June 2022

The cheers of Carats can still be heard as the members of Seventeen come off the stage. With the ending of the last show is Seoul they finally kicked of their Be The Sun world tour. The members buzzed with excitement as they made their way towards the green room. The staff cheered as they entered, congratulating them on a successful show. The members thanked them for their hard work before gathering together to say a few words for Inside Seventeen. After the staff cut the camaras the members finally relaxed, laying around the green room.

Sitting on the sofa, Sage lay her head back with her eyes closed, enjoying the fresh feeling of excitement after the show. Flopping down next to her, Dokyeom let out a sigh. "Too bad it's over. I think I have enough energy to do another concert right now."

"Speak for yourself!" came Zora's voice from a few feet away. "I thought I was gonna faint after the fifth round of Aju Nice." Surrounding members laughed at the girls statement, some agreeing with her.

A staff member approached them, clearing her throat to get their attention. "Yejin, your mothers on her way." Upon hearing the news Sage sat up quickly. She had almost forgot that her Mum was there to see the show.

"Oh thank you." she said to the staff.

"Did you forget?" Inquired Mingyu from his seat on the sofa opposite hers. Sage gave him an offended look.

"Of course not."

"Yah Yejin, how could you forget your own mother." Sunnie teased her causing Sage to get up from her seat and lunge forward to playfully slap her leg.

"Your lucky I love you." She shook her head at her, the members laughing at the banter between the two.

"Yejin!" At the sound of her mothers voice, Sage's face lit up, turning towards her with a smile. However her smile faded and she froze when her eyes landed on the figure standing beside her. Her hand flew to her mouth in shock as her eyes immediately began to fill with tears when she realized who it was. She almost didn't recognize him if it wasn't for the familiar glint in his eyes and the cheerful smile on his face. A face she hadn't seen in years.

"Hey Jinnie." the man spoke softly, giving her a reassuring smile.

At the sound of the name he used to call her Sage couldn't hold herself back any longer. As fast as her legs could carry her, she rushed to him, throwing her arms around his neck as tears fell down her cheeks. "Is it really you? Am I dreaming?" her voice only coming out a whisper.

The man let out a small laugh, his arms securely around her waist. "It's me Yejin. I promise you're not dreaming."

Letting go of the hug Sage looked towards her mother, who was smiling from ear to ear. "Why didn't you tell me you were bringing him?" she whined to her, whipping the tears from her face. "I wasn't ready for this."

"Sorry, we wanted to surprise you." Her mother laughed, pleased with her daughters reaction. "I think it worked."

"You're both so mean."

"Now now, stop that." The man took her hands away from her face, whipping away the remaining tears. "Introduce me to your members."

She turned towards the members, who had been watching the whole interaction with interest, wondering who the mystery man was. Linking her arm with his she brought him towards them.

"Everyone, I'd like you to meet Shin Jongin. My friend from Daegu."

The man, Jongin, bowed politely in greeting to the members of Seventeen. "It's nice to meet you."

The members greet him back in a chorus of "hello's" and "Nice to meet you too."

Jongin turned to Sage, giving her a sweet smile.

"Yejin, I was hoping you could join me for dinner tonight?" His words coming out as a question as he looked at her hopefully.

"I'd love too." she said, a wide smile spreading across her face. "We can go as soon as I'm ready."

The moment she left the green room she sprinted down the hallways towards the dressing rooms, excitement and nervousness filling her chest. It had been almost ten years since the last time she'd seen her best friend, the last time being before she started training and moved to Seoul. The two of them had once been inseparable, since the day they met in ballet class when they were only four years old. He had been the only boy in the class and was shy around the other students. Young Yejin didn't like seeing him being left out so she tried to befriend him. It wasn't hard as little Jongin was overjoyed that someone wanted to be his friend. They grew up together, going to the same elementary school, middle school, ballet class and even lived in the same neighborhood. They were always together, until Yejin decided she wanted to be a singer and left to follow her dream. Over the years they lost contact. Last she heard Jongin was studying in London at the Royal Ballet School.

Having finished getting changed, she made sure she had all her things before making her way back towards the green room. When arriving she looked around only to find Jongin was no where to be seen. Seeing her mother talking to some staff she approached her. "Omma, where did Jongin go?"

"He just went out to bring his car around the back." she explained. "He said it would be safer for you then going all the way to the main car park with all the fans still hanging around."

"Oh," She nodded in understanding. "That's sweet of him."

"So that's your childhood friend Jongin?" Sunnie nudged her, giving her a cheeky look. "He's cute." Her comment earned her a slap on the arm from Seungkwan, who told her not to say such things.

"Don't mind her." Seungkwan said. "I hope you have a good time."

"Thank you Kwannie." Sage smiled at Seungkwan.

"Ready to go Yejin?" Jongin's voice came from the doorway. She turned to him with a smile and nodded. Saying goodbye to the members and her mother, they made their way out the building together. Jongin had parked outside another entrance away from the fans and press waiting outside for the members to come out. Making it safely to the car they got in and buckled up.

"So where are we going?" Sage asked him, curious as to what Jongin had planed for the night.

"I hoped you would agree to eat dinner with me, so I already booked us a privet table at a restaurant."

"What if I refused?" she questioned him, narrowing her eyes at him, a teasing tone in her voice.

"Then I would have had to take your mother." The two of them laughed. It was nice hearing him laugh again. It was deeper then before but familiar. The sound caused a pang in her heart. She missed him. She missed him a lot.

On the way to the restaurant they talked about the concert. Jongin told her how impressed he was with the performances and how proud he was to watch her. "You look like you have so much fun up there." he told her.

"Yeah, I do." she smiled.

Inside the restaurant a waiter lead them to their table, a privet one in a quiet corner of the restaurant. Thanking the waiter they took their seats. "Are you hungry?" Jongin asked her as he opened a menu.

"Very." she replied, eagerly opening the menu to take a look.

"Order as much as you want. It's on me."

Looking up from her menu she gave him a surprised look.

"You don't have to do that." She protested.

"But I want to." He insisted, "Have whatever you want."

Sighing with defeat she went back to the menu to decide on her meal. There really wasn't any point in arguing and it wasn't something she wanted to do after meeting her best friend again. Telling him what she'd like to eat, Jongin waved over the waiter to place their orders. After the waiter left it was quiet for a few seconds, each waiting for the other to start talking first.

"So Jongin," Sage spoke first, "What was it like in London."

And so Jongin filled her in on his time in London. The things he did, the friends he made, what the ballet school was like, showing her pictures he had taken and much more. She listened closely, taking in every word he said. Then it hit her. He's changed. He had always been the shy one between them while she's always been more outgoing. He used to follow her around like a lost puppy and hide behind her when people he didn't know approached them. He was timid and bashful and there always seemed to be a reason to be scared of something. But now he was more confident. More self-assured. More expressive. Watching the way his eyes shone and his smile never seemed to fade, her heart skipped a beat. When did he become so attractive? His face had matured and he's completely lost the baby fat on his cheeks and instead displays a sharp jawline. Not only that but his frame had become much broader and muscular. He wasn't the little boy she knew in Daegu anymore...

He grew up.

And she missed it.

She missed seeing him grow into the man who's currently sitting across from her, talking about his adventures in a far away contrary. The Jongin she knew years ago would never think twice about leaving his family to go live and study in another country. It must have been a hard decision to make, one that she should have been there to support him through.

"Yejin?"

She didn't realize she had zoned out, lost in her thoughts until Jongin called her name.

"Our foods here."

"Oh, I'm sorry." she shook her head, bringing herself back to reality.

"It's okay." he chuckled, reassuring her. "You had a big day. You must be tired."

"No I..." she trailed off, not sure if it was too soon to say the next words. "I'm sorry we drifted apart."

The smile that had been stuck to Jongin's face all night suddenly faltered. "It's not your fault Jinnie, these things happen." A more serious tone in his voice now.

"But I feel terrible." she confessed. "I wasn't there to support you."

"You were."

His words confused her. What did he mean by that. Jongin only smiled seeing that she was baffled.

"I'm not the scared kid I used to be." he said, reaching to place his hand gently on hers. "A part of that, is thanks to you."

"What do you mean?" She asked quietly, as if she didn't want anyone else to hear her question.

"I watched you Yejin. I watched you take a chance and chase your dreams." He squeezed her hand softly. "I wanted to be like you."

Seeing that she wasn't going to say anything he continued. "Going to London, studying ballet, I did these things because you gave me the courage to. Seeing you debut, seeing you perform, you have so much confidents you shine. Your light encouraged me to try harder, to push myself to make my dreams come true too. You might not have been with me physically but I always had you with me. You inspire me Yejin."

She didn't know what to say. She had no idea that her debuting with Seventeen would motivate Jongin so much. While she lived her dreams he watched her from afar, supporting her, cheering her on while he sought to make his own dreams come true. It seems that even after all these years they were still connected to each other, even if she didn't know it until now. Their lives might have taken them in different directions but it had never taken them apart completely. A piece of her was always with Jongin and a piece of him was always with Yejin. She didn't notice the tears slipping down her face until Jongin reached forward with a napkin to wipe them away.

"Some things don't change," he chuckled lightly, trying to lighten the mood. "You're still a cry baby."

Sage laughed through her tears at his statement. "You're right." she sniffed, whipping away the tears. "I just... I miss you so much Jongin."

"I miss you too Jinnie."

Dinner continued with light chatter and laughter as they recalled childhood memories. Afterwards they left the restaurant arm in arm, smiles never leaving their faces. The drive to her apartment complex was quiet but comfortable as they enjoyed each other presence a little longer. They had made sure to exchange phone numbers, promising to keep in contact and that they would meet again as soon as Seventeen's tour is over. Pulling up outside the apartment building, Sage let out a small sigh. She didn't want to go home yet, she wanted to stay with him longer. It seemed Jongin read her mind as he reached over to unbuckle her seatbelt himself.

"You should go," he laughed at the little pout she sent him. "I don't want your members to think I kidnapped you."

Giggling at his words she turned her body to him in the passenger seat. "Jongin, thank you for tonight. I'm really happy to see you again."

"Me too." He showed her a genuine smile.

"I want you to know how proud of you I am." Sage continued, looking him in the eyes. "And that from now on I'll be there. I want you in my life again Jongin."

At her words she was pulled into a tight embrace. With her arms tightly around his waist and her chin resting on his shoulder. Jongin placed his hand on the back of her head, gently brushing his fingers through her hair. He sighed, content with finally holding her the way he'd been wanting to all night. "I too..." he whispered to her. "Want you in my life."

Neither one of them wanted to let go but they knew this moment couldn't last forever, no matter how much they secretly wanted it to. Separating slowly, they looked at each other and exchanged smiles.

"Good night Yejin"

"Good night Jongin"

And so they parted ways, this time knowing it wouldn't be the last and they would see each other very soon. Sage was filled with happiness after rekindling her friendship with Jongin after so long,

or could it possibly be more then that. Only time will tell.

[e-mmygrey]

History Must Repeat Itself - Chapter 10

Author's note: Season 3 is peak Steve Harrington humour and I'm always here for it. Robin Buckley lives in a special place in my heart and I'm sure all of yours. She better be safe in season 5 lol

Maya Hawke is such a beautiful human - I've seen her in concert and MAGICAL. Anyways, enjoy. lol

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The Start of Summer 1985

          The school year ended a few days ago, meaning all seven kids were headed to high school in the fall. Steve and Billy graduated. No more Hawkins education for them. The rest of us high schoolers were going into senior year. That thought made me feel old and I was grateful for two months to prepare myself for it.

A huge party was being thrown to celebrate the outgoing seniors tomorrow. One last shebang. But for the incoming freshmen, none of the parents were arranging anything. And as the big sister for one of them, that made it my job. Well, for my sister and her friends at least. For the last week, I'd been planning a party in secret. All of the kids' parents were called and they were prepared (and a little excited) to throw their kids out of the house at 11:30 on Saturday morning.

Of course, the party wasn't happening at my house. The kids had proven they could demolish any cleanliness I had too easily and there wasn't a pool in my backyard. Who had a pool and a giant house with a kitchen that seven kids could fit in?

"I can't believe you convinced me to let you do this here," Steve grumbled, lugging in the groceries we'd just bought.

"As if they're not going to be here all summer," I reminded him, putting the three tubs of ice cream into the freezer.

"Ah, but you forget, my dear Jess, Starcourt Mall is a bus ride away. It's new and shiny with a plethora of greasy food. Little old me only has a pool and a big tv."

I rolled my eyes at him. "Yes, but you're Steve Harrington. Those children are absolutely in love with you and they're going to get bored of the same stores over and over again that they can't afford." I placed the pre-cut fruit into the fridge. "Well, except for Scoops Ahoy, of course. I plan on bringing Madison there every day."

I began opening the toppings for the ice cream sundaes, when I felt Steve step up beside me. I glanced at him, before pouring chocolate chips into a small container.

"Every day? Really? Wow. You gonna miss having me so accessible, you're going to come visit every day?"

"I could be visiting Robin. Madison does really love Robin," I pointed out, scrunching my nose.

Steve leaned closer, his breath against my ears. "I'm sure we could find a use for the ice cream if you were coming to visit me instead."

I looked up at him through my eyelashes, ignoring the heat burning my face. "Steve Harrington, are you hitting on me?"

He reached behind me and I felt him tug on the end of my bandana. "Jess Connors -"

His words were cut off by the sound of a door opening. His eyebrows connected, stepping into the hallway with a direct view to the front door. I glanced over as I put the veggies tray into the fridge to see Steve's back straighten and his expression drop.

"Mum. Dad. I didn't realize you'd be coming home today."

He disappeared down the hallway. The tenor of his father's voice floated down the hall and a wave of anxiety rolled through me. I'd never met Steve's parents. I don't know how many of his friends had. 

Footsteps thudded down towards me. Anxiety bubbling, I glanced down at my outfit. I was wearing an old pair of denim jeans that I'd hacked the legs off. My shirt was an absolutely huge Iron Maiden shirt I found at a thrift store outside of town. It was originally going to be a gift for Eddie but never made it to him. It was my style and covered anything that could be scandalous but I had a feeling it wasn't their look. As Steve rounded the corner with an apologetic look on his face, I reached my hand back to adjust the bun I'd created at the base of my skull.

"I'm sorry," he mouthed as his parents entered behind him.

"This is Jess Connors," Steve introduced, standing next to me. "Jess, these are my parents."

I rubbed my palms against my shirt, the anxiety crashing. I rounded the island and held my hand out to his mother.

"Mrs. Harrington, nice to meet you." She shook my hand with a hint of a surprised on her face before I moved to his father. "Mr. Harrington."

Stepping back, I hid behind Steve slightly. I slid my hands into the front pockets of my shorts. I could see where Steve got his good looks from. Once upon a time, his father was handsome. I don't know if it was work or being a miserable person but something in his life had begun scrubbing it away. His mother, with well manicured blonde hair and lack of wrinkles for having an eighteen year old son, definitely kept herself looking young. She was ridiculously pretty too.

"What's happening here? Have we burst in on your party plans?" Mrs. Harrington asked. She tried sounding light and humoured, but I could read the judgement in her eyes.

"We're having a pool party for the graduating middle schoolers," Steve said as I started going back to the chip bags. I needed to make myself busy because his parents made me want to throw up with anxiety. I don't know the last time I felt this way around adults.

His father chuckled condescending. "Middle schoolers? Really, Steve? You've lost that many friends since you quit the basketball team, you're holding a party for children?"

I paused, peering at Mr. Harrington. His look was predatory towards his son. It was a look I'd seen on Billy's face when he'd locked on a target. The nausea left my stomach and defensive anger replaced it. Steve hesitantly opened his mouth to answer his father, but I beat him to it.

"Actually, Mr. Harrington, my sister is in that graduating class. Since your son is so great, he's letting me host it here. And all the kids love Steve so much, it's mixed with a graduation celebration for him too. Because since you know, he graduated high school."

My tone was snippy, I knew that. The Harrington family was all looking at me. Steve had a hint of a smile on his face, grateful for my words. His mother's face was neutral, but his father was annoyed. I met his father's stare for a minute, before turning to Steve.

"I'm going to start grabbing the soda from my trunk. Can you do water balloons and paint balloons? The kids will be here." I glanced at my watch. "Hopefully in half an hour."

I smiled at him, placing my hand on his back as I passed his parents. I didn't give them a look.

"And is she going to college in September?" Steve's father ask as I got to the front door.

"No, she's going into her senior year."

"So, like I said. No friends your own age."

I walked out the front door without shoes on. I couldn't listen to the rest of the conversation. Steve told me a couple times that his parents were a lot. They had to be if they left their son alone more than they saw him. He told me they'd started leaving him in the house by himself for longer than a night in the sixth grade. I almost didn't want to believe him, but now? There was no doubt.

I grabbed two cases of regular Coke, much to Lucas' impending dismay. None of us understood how he could so happily drink the new crap. I tucked one under my arm and grabbed the smaller case of Diet Coke for Robin and me.

"Whoa, whoa, watch how much you're grabbing there." Steve grabbed the case from under my arm. He grabbed the case of Sprite with ease. As Steve closed the trunk, I watched him. He peeked at me, before wrapping his hand tighter around the case.

"What?"

I tilted my head, staring at the small details of his face. I'd only known Steve for nine months, but especially after the night of the Snow Ball dance, we spent a lot of time together. I could read him a lot easier.

His cheeks began to heat. "Jess, if you don't stop staring at me, I'm going to drop these cases and kiss you." He smirked. "So tell me why you're staring."

I ignored his flirty comment, as I often did.

"I'm really proud of you, Steve Harrington. You're amazing. You need to know that," I said, walking back towards his house with the cases of pop. Thankfully, Steve had left the door ajar and I could just push it open.

"That girl must be a really great lay because Steve is throwing away a perfectly good day he could be working," was the first thing I heard as I walked into the house. I purposefully made my footsteps hit the ground harder. His parents stopped talking as I entered into the kitchen. I gave them a polite smile, dropping the cases onto the island.

"So, Jess. Steven says you're going into your senior year. What are your plans for afterwards?"

I stuck my tongue between my back teeth as I put the cans into the fridge. The principal didn't even call him Steven during graduation. I returned my expression to a neutral one as I faced his parents again.

"I won't be attending college for a few years," I told them as Steve came in. "My mother works in Indianapolis full time and I take care of my sister. I don't plan on letting her leave Hawkins High until she graduates. I'll be working until she's done."

"That's very nice of you," Steve's mother said, her hands clasping together. I could see in her eyes that she genuinely meant it.

I shrugged absentmindedly. "My mother moved us around a lot. I'd like the idea of my sister not having to change schools midway through high school like I did."

"What school did you go to before?"

I glanced at Steve. He indicated towards the backyard with his head and I nodded. I didn't like that he was leaving me alone with his parents, but we had to finish getting ready. I wasn't letting them throw our day off. I turned back to his parents as I started opening the chip bags. They both stood at the end of the island. His father had removed his jacket and tossed it onto the counter, his arms now crossed. Neither of them were going to help.

"We lived in Seattle before coming here. I've lived in eight states and gone to nine schools now."

I pulled out the metal bowls from under the counter. Mrs. Harrington seemed surprised I knew where it was. It dawned on me that I'd been inside their house more than they had in the last few months. I couldn't even remember the last time Steve told me his parents were home.

"You're a very travelled individual. Much more than Steven," his father said. "Where do you want to go to college?"

I cleared my throat. "I've changed my mind quite a few times over the years. Washington State would be nice, but so would any college in New York. It just depends on what the money situation is."

Through the sliding screen door, Steve swore after a short rush of water. I smiled to myself, grabbing a couple bowls.

"Excuse me," I said, walking out of the house. Honestly, it didn't matter if his parents had tried continuing the conversation. I wasn't giving them any semblance of control.

"Well now I know why she's with Steven if that's her situation," his father said, not even waiting until I was out of view. I wanted to drop the bowls and punch his father in the face. Steve didn't deserve parents like this.

Laughter bubbled out as I caught sight of Steve sitting on the ground, pants covered in water. I put the chips on their designated table before walking over to him. Steve looked up at me with puppy dog eyes.

"Can I just fill the paint balloons? The kids can fill these up if they want."

I bent in half and kissed his head. "Yes, Steve. We'll just toss them in the pool." I ruffled his hair. "The kids I mean."

Steve chuckled. He grabbed my hand as I started walking away. He tugged on my fingers and I crouched beside him.

"I'm sorry my parents are here. They're leaving soon. They said they've got lunch at the country club with some friends and going to Indianapolis in the morning."

I ran my hands through his hair, pushing it back into its natural position. I tilted my head, smiling at him.

"You can stay with me while they're here if you want. Madison would love it, especially if you bring ice cream home."

The door slid open beside us, and through the corner of my eye, his father stepped out. Without warning, I leaned forwards and placed my lips against Steve's. I moved my hand through the rest of his hair, resting it on his jaw. Steve kissed back almost immediately, his hand tightening around mine. I moved my head away from Steve.

"You deserve the world, Steve Harrington," I whispered, standing up.

"Steven," his father said in a sharp tone. We both turned. "Your mother and I are getting changed then leaving. We will see you tonight."

His father disappeared without another word. I looked at Steve, raising my eyebrows. He shrugged and got back to the balloons.

"I'm going to grab your radio and cassettes, okay?" I said, walking backwards to the door. "And I have presents in my car that I want to grab."

Steve's head snapped up. "Were we supposed to get gifts?"

I smiled at his panic. "No, you didn't. I just bought two and then realized I couldn't leave everyone else without one."

Steve exhaled, relieved he hadn't messed up. I sent him a wink and walked inside the house. Heading for the front door, I grabbed my keys off its unofficial hook. All eight presents were wrapped and held in two fabric bags. I knew I needed to hide them in the kitchen because if the kids (and Steve) found out presents were for them, I wouldn't hear the end of it and the house would be destroyed much faster.

          Walking back into the house, I came face to face with Mr. Harrington. He stepped to the side, indicating for me to walk by. I gave him an awkward smile of thanks, going towards the back of the house.

"Oh, Jessica?"

I paused, turning on my heels. "Uh, it's Jess actually. Legally."

"Well, Jess then. I'd like to say you seem to be a good influence on Steven. It's what he needs if he's going to go anywhere since he barely scraped by graduating."

"Your son is very intelligent and a good human being," I said. "I'm very proud to be around him to see where he'll go."

Mr. Harrington slid a hand into his slack's pocket. "Steven needs to be pushed, much more than you think he does. Don't let whatever charm and cleverness he thinks he has fool you."

I bit down on my lower lip, considering my next words but Steve's father chose what direction they would go in.

"Don't let him get you pregnant without marriage and a prenup. He'll take whatever he can from you and suck your talents dry."

I took a deep breath. "Mr. Harrington, I wouldn't imagine insulting you in your own home. So." I put down the two bags I was holding and opened the front door.

I took a step over the threshold and turned back to the man. "Like I said before, Steve," I enunciated how he preferred his name being said. "Is a beautiful, good hearted, smart and kind human being. Whatever you twisted him into thinking he should be when he started high school isn't who he is anymore. Steve knows how to take care of the people he loves and he does it selflessly, which he obviously didn't learn from you. I have watched Steve help my sister do her homework for hours and through levels of frustration." Mrs. Harrington appeared from the base of the stairs. "My sister didn't give up because your son has patience and understanding. So no, Steve didn't do well in high school but he graduated and you should be proud of him for that. I know I am. And you know what? If Steve did knock me up, which he wouldn't because he's responsible, I would be thankful to spend at least eighteen more years attached to him. Somehow you raised a gentleman, and honestly I don't know how."

I released a huff of breath and stepped back into the house. "So that's what I have to say even though you probably didn't take any of it to heart." I walked past Steve's parents and picked up the present bags. "I hope you have a good lunch. It's supposed to be a beautiful day."

As I walked the rest of the way towards the kitchen, I was sure I'd throw up. I couldn't believe I said that to his parents. I'm surprised they didn't throw me out right there. I dropped the bags onto the island, planting my hands on the edge and took another deep breath. Holy shit.

The front door slammed shut and I sighed, turning to open the cupboard beside the fridge. I gasped, jumping at the unexpected person standing behind me silently. Steve leaned against the fridge door, hugging himself. His eyes met mine, and my heart broke at the tears rolling down his cheeks.

"Oh, Steve," I whispered, wrapping my arm around his neck tugging him close. A soft sob rattled through him as his arms tightened around my waist. My hand ran through his hair, letting him feel his emotions freely. I didn't want to think about the last time his parents made him cry.

           A rumbling approached outside the house and I knew it was Jonathan's ancient car, likely with Nancy's right behind. I moved my hands up to hold his jaw to see his face. His hands adjusted to grip my hips. The tears disappeared when I wiped them away.

"Are you going to be okay?" I asked in a quiet voice.

Steve nodded, sniffling. I ran my hands through his hair. It had become a comforting technique for both of us.

The back gate creaked open and a storm of voices entered the backyard. Time to get this party started.

"Will you go grab your radio and cassettes?"

He nodded again, his shoulders shuttering with a sigh too. He placed a kiss on my head before I walked out into the backyard. Seeing everyone outside, I waved and held up a finger. Standing at the back door, I watched Steve go up the stairs.

"Okay, hang it up," I whisper-yelled. Nancy and Jonathan ran over to the 'Happy Middle School Graduation!' sign I'd made for the kids. They attached a '& High School Graduation, Steve!' sign too. I made it yesterday and dropped it off at Nancy's. 

Madison ran a graduation cap and gown we'd bought second hand and decorated with gold glitter, over to me. I held the cap and she had the gown open. We stood on either side of the door, listening to Steve come down the hallway. He could see the kids standing in a clump, looking through the screen door. It wasn't natural, but I really couldn't expect subtly from fourteen year olds.

"What the hell are -" Steve asked, stepping through the doorway. I stuck the cap on his head and Madison did her best to toss the gown over his shoulders.

"Happy graduation!" we all cheered, throwing our hands in the air. Jonathan snapped a quick photo of a very surprised Steve Harrington. A grin formed on Steve's face, his eyes flickering around the backyard to the kids, Nancy and Jonathan, the new sign. I couldn't help giggling over his expression. I pressed my hands together in front of my mouth, trying to contain my grin. Steve looked down at me. The grin on his face tightened and his nose began to scrunch. Oh no. I knew what was coming. I wrapped my arms around his waist. Steve's arms wrapped around my shoulder, his head tucking into my neck. The heat of his breath intensified and I felt the tears. My own tears began to fill my eyes. I looked over Steve's shoulder. Nancy's hands were across her mouth, Jonathan's arm around her shoulders. El and Madison both looked like they were going to cry too. Dustin had a little smirk on his face.

"Do you want to go inside for a minute?" I whispered.

Steve shook his head, sniffling and wiping away the tears off his face with an uncomfortable chuckle. He adjusted the cap on his head, turning back to the kids.

"If any of you assholes ever bring this up, atomic wedgies for all of you," Steve said, pointing at the group. There wasn't much threat in his voice. The kids all began snickering, nodding their heads.

"And by the way, happy graduation!"

And with that, the party started. All of them took off their normal clothes to reveal bathing suits underneath. Nancy came inside with me, bringing the beers for the four oldest kids. As I hid the presents where I'd wanted them, I explained to her what happened with Steve's parents. She nodded.

"I've only met them once. I wish I'd had the courage to say something. He really doesn't deserve it and I'm proud of you," Nancy said, wrapping her arm over my shoulder with a short squeeze.

           Back outside, Steve had lost his graduation gown to El, now running around the backyard with her arms spread. Mike smiled after his girlfriend, laughing at her antics. The rest of the kids were in the pool, playing games that required a little supervision as to not end with someone drowning. Steve and Jonathan sat on the loungers, being that supervision but they were talking to each other, smiles on their faces. It was something I wouldn't have expected once upon a time.

Nancy and I sat on the chairs with them. Nancy handed the beer to Jonathan while I pretended to ignore Steve. He nudged me with his elbow. I mimicked the action, taking a drink of beer. He rolled his eyes in response.

We let the kids burn themselves out a little bit. I knew they were ready for the big activity I planned once Jonathan started taking pictures of Dustin and Lucas, asleep and drooling on the grass. I grabbed the stack of shirts from inside the house, telling them to all line up against the fence. Nancy helped me hand out the shirts. I'd called everyone's parents to get the right sizes, because teenage boys grow like weeds. I used fabric paint to write their names and 'graduate 1985' along the collars.

"Okay, everyone put on your shirts," I instructed. Steve took the paint filled balloons from inside the shed.

"So, the plan is the girls are going to stand with us and we're going to throw the balloons at you guys," I explained. "And then we'll switch. And finally, we'll all soak Steve." I looked at my friend, a grin on my face. His eyebrows raised, having no idea that I was including him.

And that's how it went. The girls had way too much fun, roping Nancy and I into throwing the paint balloons too. Poor Lucas's hair got significantly covered in paint, especially when Max ran over and smashed two balloons over his head when the boys had turned to get the backs of their shirts covered. Of course, that targeted Max once the girls lined up against the fence. The first throw from all four of the boys went directly at her. El looked shocked after her first hit, and I realized she'd never experienced water balloons before. Madison threw threats out freely at the boys the closer they got to her head with the paint. We couldn't help laughing at the dramatics of the girls' screams.

Finally, Steve stood in front of the firing squad. I made all the kids line up, one at a time to take a shot at Steve. However, I didn't tell them Steve would get a shot at them individually after. With visible excitement, Dustin insisted on being first which was a little scary. Steve's hands unconsciously placed themselves over his crotch. Dustin's hit went straight into the centre of Steve's chest, forcing out a 'omph'. Mike and Will both went next, and lucky for Steve, neither were very athletic. Max and Lucas were after and I swear Steve's face went three shades lighter. The throw that had us all on the ground laughing with tears down our faces, was El. The first balloon we gave her, it popped in her hand, scaring her a little. She got the hang of it and threw the next one. Much like her boyfriend, El wasn't athletic and the balloon hit Steve right in the nose. Jonathan was insistent on getting a picture.

I was laughing too hard with tears streaming down my face that I missed Steve sneaking up on me. Arms wrapped around me and a scream burst from my chest. I gasped and tried to fight away from Steve as he ran with me across the backyard.

"Steve!"

After a moment of free falling, I was enveloped by the water. Coming to the surface, I wiped the water away from my eyes. In front of me was a grinning Steve Harrington. I shook my head with a look of annoyance.

"You're ridiculous," I said, treading water. Steve got a look on his face that made me swim backwards towards the shallow end. He shouldn't be allowed to act on his thoughts in front of children. I didn't get very far though. Steve, the stupid lifeguard that he was, was in front of me again in a second. He lifted me up and I squealed.

"Steve, your shirt! You're going to ruin it!"

He sighed loudly, dropping me again. Steve peeled off the graduation shirt, along with the t-shirt he'd had on underneath. My heart clenched at Steve's refined torso. Like I said, stupid lifeguard. I smirked at him as he stepped forwards. Behind his head, I could see Dustin lead the other boys towards the pool with their own shirts discarded. As Steve placed his hands on my hips and began to lean his head down, the boys leapt into the pool with war calls. They grabbed Steve and yanked him into the deep end. I was grateful he hadn't been holding me too tightly or else I would've gone under too. Wanting to get out of the wet clothes, I got out of the pool. The girls and Jonathan were sitting on the loungers, whispering amongst themselves.

"I'm going to change," I told them.

"I'll come with you," Nancy said, placing a kiss on Jonathan's cheek.

"What's on your mind, Nance?" I asked, looking at my friend who'd been silent the entire walk through the house. Her gaze flickered to my face as I grabbed my bathing suit. 

"Steve likes you," she said. "And I'd really like to see you two together."

I weakly smiled at Nancy. "It's an interesting situation, but I'm glad to hear you want the best for him."

"I know you've both got a lot of things going on, but I think you two would be good."

I smiled at her again but didn't say anything before making my way upstairs. With my mind stuck on planning the party, I'd forgotten to bring a change of clothes and there was a breeze outside.

I walked into Steve's bedroom, his scent wrapping around me. It was always cleaner than I expected. Changing, I realized I hadn't brought anything to wear over top my swim suit. His open closet caught my eye. My finger ran along his shirts and I picked a burgundy button down shirt. I pulled my arms through the sleeves and took a deep smell of the collar. I could lie in his bed and fall asleep. Hanging my wet clothes over the shower door, hoping they'd be dry by this evening.

Passing through the kitchen, I grabbed the presents. I couldn't wait any longer. Walking out to the backyard, Steve was still being tackled in the pool by Dustin. The others had ended their assault, sprawled across the concrete tiles and grass, stuffing their faces with junk food. Peeking at the pool, Steve was treading water and staring at me. His mouth was open a bit. My eyebrows twitched at his expression. I carried the bags over to the loungers, sitting beside El and Mike.

"Sorry Steve, I forgot extra clothes. I took this from your closet," I called to him.

"Yeah, yeah, cool. No problem," he stuttered out. Dustin grabbed Steve's head and the pair went under water again. I held boxes to El and Mike.

"I got you guys some graduation gifts," I said, before calling the others over. Will dropped himself beside me and I handed him a present that was bulkier than the rest.

"Try and open them one at a time," I barked. "I want to see your faces."

El was the first to get her gift unwrapped. She looked confused at the hard cover book in her hands.

I smirked. "It's a book on how to learn sign language. It's how people who can't hear communicate. I thought you'd enjoy learning it."

El's mouth opened with a smile as she flipped through the pages. From the centre of the book, a gift card fell out. It was for Starcourt Mall.

"I got one for you, Max, and Madison. I'll take you guys out to get some clothes for the summer."

El threw her arms around my waist. "Thank you."

I smirked, kissing her on the head. Mike was the next to rip his present open.

"Presents! Why didn't anyone tell me there were presents?" Dustin called, rushing out of the pool.

"You were trying to kill Steve, that's why," Madison answered, holding her present. It was kinda obvious that hers was something rolled up. Dustin ran up, covering all of us in water.

"Oh cool, new dice! And a notebook?"

We all started laughing at his excitement with a question mark at the end.

"It's a notebook designed to create a campaign. Eddie helped me find it," I explained.

"Holy crap, thanks!" Mike said, flipping through the pages.

"Can I go next?" Max asked. I nodded, grinning. They were being a lot more polite than I expected. She pulled a cardboard box out of the gift bag, Lucas looking over her shoulder.

"Oh my god, a repair kit. And new wheels? Jess, seriously? This is way too much."

"Shut up, Maxine. Just take it and say thank you," I told her, rolling my eyes. The redhead wrapped her arms around me before sitting back down.

"Basketball socks?" Lucas looked at the large pack I'd bought him with confusion.

"I know you were considering trying out for the team next year, so I thought you could use these. The guy said the company is backed by a couple of NBA players. Also, if you ever need rides to and from practices, let me know," I said. "Oh, and inside the socks are special customized dice too."

Lucas's mouth hung open, understanding the gift better. He smiled at me, bashfully. "Thanks."

"Is this for my hats?" Dustin asked loudly, holding up the metal contraption. I didn't even hand him the present, having taken it straight from the bags.

"Yeah, I figured you'd want a good way to hang them all and give you some extra space."

"And I got dice too!"

Steve took the box from Dustin, reading what it says inscribed on the inside.

"Henderson, did you even read this?" he asked the younger boy. Dustin took the box back from Steve. A smile grew on his face as he read the words I got on all 4 sets of dice I'd bought.

"Thanks Jess."

I smiled at the curly haired boy then down at Will beside me. Unlike his friends, he'd waited with utter patience. I nodded and Will took the tissue paper from his bag delicately. I looked up at Madison and nodded my head at her too. Might as well open them at the same time. I felt the seat shift behind me, Steve peering over my shoulder.

"An art kit?" Will looked at Jonathan first with wide eyes, then at me.

I shrugged. "This is what you'd need for grade nine art at Hawkins High."

Will leaned into my side. "Thanks."

I wrapped my arm around him. "You're welcome sweetie."

Jonathan smiled, mouthing 'thank you'. The kit was expensive and Nancy had shared that Jonathan was worried they wouldn't be able to afford the good brands that everyone else would get.

"Oh sick! Thanks Jess."

Not turning it since all the other kids ran around her to see, Madison was holding a map of the USA. Everywhere we'd live was marked, almost like a flight route. Where Hawkins was, there was a graduation cap. I smiled at her when she looked over the map.

"I promised you, no more moving," I said. "And I meant it."

Steve's head rested against the back of my shoulder, and the scent of his shampoo wafted over me mixed with chlorine. I turned slightly, my mouth brushing against his hair.

"I have one for you too."

"You do?" he asked, sitting up. He looked like a child. I nodded, pulling out the last little bag. I held it out to him, but as Steve went to reach for it, I pulled it back.

"Look, don't freak out or think you have to get me anything next year, okay?"

Steve nodded slowly and I gave it to him. Ignoring the babble of the kids, Steve took out the smaller of the two presents. Cracking open the box, Steve's eyes widened and mouth fell a little.

"Jess, holy crap."

"I know you've been wanting a fresh start in some aspects and I thought a new watch would help."

He took the accessory out of its case. The band was black leather with a wide face. I thought it was stylish. Not completely different from the one he wore, but it was more mature.

"What's on the back?" Will asked. I didn't realize he was paying attention to the exchange. Steve turned the watch over. He silently mouthed the words. 'S, Your life is better than high school. Xx - J '. Steve's lips pushed together and his mouth set off to the side. He looked like he might cry again which was a little satisfying but I did feel bad since he'd probably never cried this much in his life.

"What else is in the bag?"

I turned and saw that everyone was watching. I suddenly was overwhelmed by a warmth of discomfort. Steve began pulling out the larger present, his eyebrows scrunching.

"Dummies Guide to Nerds," Steve read the title.

Max started laughing next to me. "Is that why you took Eddie with you to Indianapolis?"

I nodded, chuckling. "Yeah, that and for his special place to get the dice." Steve looked a little offended. "I'm sorry, I thought it was perfect. Now you can understand what the hell Dustin talks about."

Steve put the book down gently with disinterest, but looked back at the watch. A smile grew on his face.

"It's perfect," Steve said, looking up at me. "Thank you."

I grinned at him. Steve placed his hand on my face and rested his lips against the other cheek. My face heated up at the intimate action. I dropped my head against Steve's shoulder to hide the obvious blushing, watching the kids start sharing their presents.

"I hope Eddie didn't touch my present. I'm going to have to burn it all."

I rolled my eyes. "You're fine, Steve. Be careful, you're turning green. It's not a good look."

Steve's body shook underneath me, laughing.

[deathclassic]

weekly tag wednesday thursday

thank you for tagging me kat @mybrainismelted evie @energievie comet @spacerockwriting julissa @heymrspatel chani @darlingian sky @transmurderbug georgia @iansw0rld and @guinguin1984, it is greatly appreciated

Firsts! Name: molly Age: 25, im an infant lol

First Pet? My mum had a black cat she got when she was 18 called allegro and she was around when i was born so her

First Word? probably some form of mama

First Celebrity Crush? gerard way maybe? idk i was like 8

First IRL Crush? this kid named ben, he was the only boy that didn't bully me so it must've meant something at the time. we're still friends but i dont have a crush on him lol and he dated all my friends too,,,,like not even joking all of them

First kiss? this random girl at a fall out boy afterparty, we gave each other forehead bruises bc we headbanged at the same time to a parkway drive song

First Car? this bitch still can't drive so no car over here

First apartment/house/dorm/whatever away from your parents? this bitch also still lives at home with their parents lmao im failing so hard at adult life

First time on a plane? i was 12, we went to the gold coast

First cellphone? this weird flip phone i got when i was 12 and started taking public transport by myself

First concert? technically it was radiohead in 1998, my mum was not gonna miss seeing them just bc she was pregnant with me and apparently i kicked a lot during the gig

First Foreign country you visited? never left the country, my first time will be this october and im going to the usa

First sport you ever played? netball and karate, started those around the same time

First career aspiration? zoo keeper

And finally… tell me about the first time you wrote/drew/created/whatever something that made you think "wow" when i was 22 i designed a movie poster and i thought it was pretty good, that was probably the first time and maybe the only tbh

im not tagging anyone bc i can see everyone has already done it

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are you okay? /gen

Yeah, in hindsight it was actually a pretty funny story!

So, the situation was that, on the same day, at the same time, in two different towns, I wanted to attend both the antifascist summer festival and my friend's concert. No problem, I thought to myself, the festival is from 13:00-03:00, so I can go there for a bit, take the bus to the neighbouring town with two friends, attend the concert, return to this town by bus until midnight and even take a shift at the festival's bar at midnight.

That was the plan.

At first it seemed to work rather well. We all found the bus in time, got on, it was supposed to arrive in the town center and then we'd take a second bus to the place where the concert was happening and arrive there precisely ten minutes before it began. Well, the bus didn't take us to the city center. It dropped us off a few streets away, because there was a massive accident on the main road. So, we ran to the bus stop, but it was weirdly empty.

"Oh yeah, all buses in the entire town don't drive today because of the accident," we were informed.

After I finished hyperventilating we made our decisions. One of us wasn't feeling well, so she'd take a taxi bus to our hometown. The other friend and I would walk the 45 minute distance to the concert. Which is what we did. Through the fucking woods. Following some kind of highway.

Eventually, after being lost and confused for a very long time, we arrived at the concert. It was in the middle of fuckoff nowhere and there was no cellphone reception. Just before entering the great unknown I sent a message into the antifascist group chat: "Hi everyone, my friend and I are stranded at a concert in xxx town, can someone pick us up?"

During the concert I kept leaving the cellphone reception hole and texting another friend, who was somewhat reluctant to drive us. We did however find some more of our friends, and friends of their friends, who offered to drive us.

During a break my friend came over from the stage to join us, when suddenly an elderly lady approached us and went "Hey Bobby, my daughter just texted me that someone from her group chat called Maddie needs a ride, and I believe you know her...?" so I'm like yeah that's me, I found someone. I got curious and asked how she knew, and apparently her daughter is in the group chat, recognized him in my profile picture of us two, figured that the concert in xxx town had to be him and knew her mum would be there because she's a family friend of his, and sent the photo of us to her mum, who in turn figured if she found him she'd find me somewhere in his vicinity.

At eleven pm a couple who was friends with one of our friends' friend but also loosely knew the performer drove me and my buddy back to our hometown. I needed to get to a cabin in the woods where the festival was happening, and the shortest way was through a graveyard. We ran through the graveyard, started hearing wild hogs, and I panicked and took the wrong turn, so we ended up walking through a field and falling into a pit of stinging nettles. Exactly at midnight, when my shift was due to begin, I arrived at the festival and was greeted with cheers and a big hug.

Then I did my shift, got wasted, wrote sad poetry and got accompanied home by a dead drunk dude at about half past three, but that's the normal part of the night.

[purityvalentine]

Going to VeXpo was so fun!

I took my mum, obviously, and we cosplayed for the first half of the day and then changed into regular clothes for the second half because it was WARM in that con hall.

The first thing we did was go to the maid cafe, they didn't recognise me but I think that was good actually! The cake was really tasty (although there was too much cream for me to be able to eat so I made mum take most of that) and we got chekkis and just it was really nice

Then we wandered about the shops a bit, queued for ages to buy a penlight (they did run out of stock later so i think waiting was worth it)

Said hi to a vtuber I know

Wandered around shops more

Attended Nina and Lumi's agency vs indie panel, honestly was mostly stuff I was already aware of but it was very meta and interesting to hear the way they both approach vtubing, goals and progress and the amount of time they spend working on stream stuff

Definitely made me feel like I wanted to work harder

Then a viewer of mine dmed me to say that he had found some coco merch (doujinshi) (sfw) and he had asked them to put it aside for me so i could go and ask for it since they only had 1 copy of each SO i bought those

they were a little expensive but there was nothing else coco in the entire con

honestly merchwise it was mostly genshin and honkai, some enstars and vocaloid, vtubers it was mostly hololive myth, a decent amount of promise and then vshojo and some of the really big indie talents

i was a little disappointed and didn't end up buying much but honestly it's for the best, my wallet wasn't really in the position to be spending

changed into normal clothes because i was dying

met up with a vtuber i know who was working there to talk for a bit before they had to get back to work, introduced myself to an a******** talent (who is friends with that person) by my real name by accident and wanted to curl up on the ground

went back to the maid cafe now i wasn't in cosplay (just to the guy on the merch counter, not IN the maid cafe they were very very busy i didn't want to attention whore) and said hi and they asked who my favourite was while i was picking up the keychain i wanted to buy and i ended up being like oh well um. i'm purity so. it has to be macaron.

AND THEY WERE LIKE omg [real name] you're here how are you doing! and it made me so happy they remembered me (they didn't recognise me because i had a pretty dramatic appearance change since years ago)

i really hope one day maybe i can get it together and be active and functional and then i can audition next time they open and never let them down again

uhhhh

what else

oh then i met the viewer who helped me get the coco merch so i could sign the passport for them! i'm nervous about that because i worry a lot about not looking completely like my avatar but they were very kind

i also ran into ami amami (on an ipad) and i got to talk to her about how i followed her back when she was in shirayuri pro and i lost track of her when she became a frog but i was happy i found her again and she inspires me a lot to be a kaigai idol

and she told me that if i ever wanted to dm her for advice or anything like that i could and like

we spoke for a while actually and it was pretty emotional but i'm really happy and now i really want to do my best so i can be an idol and make the people that inspire me proud to be my inspirations

and maybe share a virtual stage with them one day...

then i hunted down another vtuber who was there to say hi and then two more vtubers i'd been trying to find found us so we chatted for a little bit but then i started reaching the end of my energy so i had to leave and collapse for a little bit

i managed to get JUST enough energy that i when i got a message from one of those vtubers that they were shutting the hall to prepare for the concert i was able to get up and queue for it

but i nearly gave up honestly, standing in that queue, completely drained of energy

we got in there and i sat by the door because i thought i was just completely burnt out and would have to leave part way through the concert

a ground of mint fantome wota with the proper jackets sat near us though and were doing all the wotagei to all of the songs so i also got my penlights and honestly it was so fun like

cheering for all the singers like that, knowing my little light was visible and they could see another person cheering for them

if i ever can't be a vtuber anymore, i'm becoming a full time idol supporter. it's a joyous experience.

that's not even to mention the fact that the singers were. amazing. the screen kept on glitching but other than one time where the video cut out (i think during one of idol's talents songs?) the audio was perfect and god

eien's talents were all just. mindblowingly amazing even if they rickrolled us, the songs were just... they sung them perfectly

idol only got one song each and a lot of them were really good! one of them swore a lot and me and mum were like :0 wao

bonnie did 4 city pop songs and also was very cute, good dog/good dog

algorhythm project was. well first off the guy introduced himself as 'that concert guy' because of the time that that was a whole meme with the hair toggle and honestly very cool that he takes that whole event in stride. good singer. there were some girls in the row in front of me that literally screamed hysterically when he appeared like damn they were in love

and then the woman from algorhythm was enchanting. original thai song, just beautifully sung and then the final song she sung was ghost rule (deco*27) and it was just a perfect way to end the concert and her voice was so POWERFUL and vivid and full and just

anyway it was really inspiring and now i need to work extra hard so i can perform like that one day and stop getting cold feet about my own little silly karaoke streams!!!

and then me and mum went home :>

no con seggs sorry

[louiisaa]

gonna give you all a list of the concerts i have been and give you a rating then give you my upcoming concerts bc i can

dec 2021 - cavetown: first concert! went with my mum to a small venue in cambridge and had a great time! robbie was so so good and sara kays (the opener) was awesome and they performed a song together! (8/10)

sept 2022 - taylor hawkins memorial concert: this was SO SO good. went with my family since we had tickets to see the foo fighters later that year which obviously got cancelled but we got priority tickets for this because of that! the vibe was just so good everyone was so nice and all the people performing were insane! dave grohl was insane the whole night and shane hawkins playing my hero almost made me cry( 10/10)

nov 2022 - cavetown again: friends had a spare ticket and i went with them (their dad didn't want to go lol) don't particularly remember it because i was NOT prepared they messaged me a few hours before saying they had a ticket but i remember loving it! we missed orla gartland (got there in time to see her walk off the stage whoops) but everyone was so lovely and robbie was ofc amazing (7/10)

feb 2023 - cavetown AGAIN!: this was so special bc i went on valentine's day in brighton and it was so cool. went with my mum and had standing tickets! it was such a good vibe and RICKY MONTGOMERY was opening he was SO good (9/10)

sept 2023 - lovejoy: obviously this experience has been completely ruined for me and i now class this as a GOOD KID concert because I LOVE THEM. loupe and good kid as the openers were so good! was already a fan of good kid but i had never heard of loupe and i loved them! although i obviously don't support lovejoy/wilbur anymore i had a really good time in the moment i guess! side note: these two 11 year old girls stood up a bunch in front of us when NO ONE else was standing up and they were in the front row so if we stood up to see the people behind us wouldn't be able to see so that was annoying. don't do that. overall it was good at the time but his voice makes me want to throw up now. (4/10)

jan 2024 - bring me the horizon: this was also a random ticket situation but i'm so glad i went! my uncle had BOX tickets from his work so my brother, dad and my brothers friend all went with him. i already listened to them but this experience made me love them so much more. everyone was so so lovely and it was just such a good atmosphere in the o2. i wasn't a huge fan of the openers but they were still good! (10/10)

april 2024 - ricky montgomery: my mum got these as a surprise because she really liked him after seeing him at cavetown and knew i liked him aswell and OH MY GOD BEST CONCERT EVER i made friends in the queue and roe kapara was insane i love him ricky is such a good performer he has so much stage presence. even though i didn't go with friends it's still the best night ever (100000/10)

upcoming concerts!!!

- taylor swift

- the killers

-conan gray

[fangirling-throughlife]

I don't know if I've ever mentioned anything about this, but here it goes.

2 years and almost 2 months ago, a dear friend from my high school days passed away at 29. He was the pianist in my first ever legit piano trio in the conservatory. He was in uni while the other two of us were still in high school. We were the weirdest ever group. He was older, so he had a car and went to concerts, and he could play a great Beethoven and then a mainstream pop song. I was getting out there after my grandmother passed away and my mum (who's not a musician) encouraged me to listen to pop music kids my age enjoyed, and even arranged for me to go to meet the boyband I got into. I had modern interests like Eurovision with very specific people, one of them being the pianist in our group. The violinist had a very strict teacher, and strict parents, so she was less into mainstream and focused on classical music, but she inevitably got carried away by the two of us. Pair that with a teacher who just enjoyed that we were creative and proactive, and had very good chemistry, and we had a blast for a good year.

In 2018, our pianist called us to play at his aunt's wedding. One of the songs we played was Taylor Swift, because he was a massive fan. By that time, I liked Taylor, I knew all of her most famous songs, and I'd just spent months singing "Look what you made me do" (I had my reasons that aren't relevant here). He picked me up at home, and we spent the full ride talking about how talented she is, and what our favourite songs of hers were.

The only thing I can remember playing at the funeral is "august". And the only reason I remember it, is because someone in his family (cannot remember who) said that he loved Taylor so much (as if I didn't know that before) and that he adored that song, and that it would fit in a service. I also remember because I've been unable to listen to it for 2 years, because I start crying as my mind takes me back there.

Since then, all of the major release dates have been bittersweet for me. I think that, with the re-recordings, I figured he was just missing the new versions, and a couple of songs that matched the vibe. I really struggled the week Midnights was released, though, and I still think how fucking unfair it is that there's a whole album he'll never hear. But for some reason, 1989 hurt just as much. I'm not sure if it was because I was very obsessed with Wildest Dreams when we had that fangirling moment, but the moment it started playing, I lost it. And since I was already losing it, when the From the Vault songs started, there was no going back anymore.

As corny as it sounds, this is one of the cases where I really really hope there's a heaven where they can see and hear us, because it destroys my soul to think that the guy who made a "Love Story" arrangement to play because he knew the song so well that he found every single mistake in any online version, is missing all of this.

[daisyblog]

Ed Sheeran Concert

When We Were Young Masterlist Summary: Louis and YN finally make the first move.

"Tommo you're overthinking this" Liam spoke as the Yorkshire boy paced back and forth, in front of the sofa where the four other boys were currently sitting.

"I'm fookin' nervous..what if I mess this up..it's my only chance" Louis argued.

"Lou, what are you nervous about..she's already agreed to go with you" Harry questioned as his eyes followed Louis as he continued to pace.

"'cause she thinks we're going as friends-".

"Well be bold and just make a move" Niall shrugged, almost like it was the most obvious thing to do, making Louis stop and look at him.

"Yeh..thanks smart arse why didn't I think of that" Louis sarcastically said.

"He's got a point" Zayn spoke up for the first time.

"Lads..I can't just make a move..it's not that fookin' easy" the four boys sat silently looking at Louis "Whot...why are you all looking at me like tha'?".

"'cause it is that easy Lou" Harry answered.

Louis signed, getting frustrated and regretting asking the boys over to his and Harry's flat for help. Louis had asked YN the previous day if she wanted to go to Ed Sheeran's concert with him in Manchester tomorrow night as the band had a couple of days off.

The band had just finished an interview and were waiting in a room backstage for their team to finish what they were doing. YN was talking to Louise and the boys were sat on the chairs in the corner of the room.

"Go and ask her Lou" Harry encouraged, nudging his arm.

"I'll ask her later" Louis tried to avoid talking to YN at that very moment.

"No..do it now because you'll chicken out" Liam said.

"Fine" Louis snapped at the boys nagging him.

As Louis walked over to where YN is talking, he took a deep breath, preparing himself to be rejected. He fluffed his hair with his hands, making the boys snicker and giggle from where they watched their nervous friend. YN had finished her conversation and turned around as Louis approached her, making her bump into him.

"Oh sorry Lou" YN gently smiled up at his slightly taller frame.

"Sorry love" Louis nervously said "Um..I..uh".

"Everything okay?" YN asked with a giggle watching the boy stutter.

Louis opened and closed his mouth a few times, making Niall cover his mouth to avoid his loud laugh coming out. "Uh..I..I wanted to..ask you something".

"Yeah..sure of course you can babe" YN smiled up at him.

"I'm going to Manchester..to see Ed..Ed Sheeran..and..do you..I wanted to ask if..you know.." YN smiled encouraging Louis to continue "If you wanted to come with me..to the concert?".

"Oh Lou...I'd love to" YN leaned up to wrap her arms around his shoulders as she leaned her head on his shoulder, making him do the same. From where he stood he could see the other boys high-five each other and give Louis a thumbs up, making him roll his eyes at their childishness.

"How is it easy?...I end up stuttering every time it's just us and looking like an idiot" Louis argued as he sat down on the chair opposite.

"Start off slow..it's gonna be a busy crowd so hold her hand and play it off like you don't want to lose her or something" Liam suggested.

"I say just go for it...you're already her cuddle buddy" Niall teased, making Zayn flick his ear.

"Lou...don't listen to these two idiots..just go and enjoy yourself..you'll know in the moment if something feels right or not...don't think too much about it" Harry spoke sense to his best mate.

"I agree with Harry man..you'll just know..you can't plan stuff like that" Zayn agreed.

---

As planned Louis had picked YN up to drive up to Manchester ahead of the concert. Music playing from the radio, YN would sing along now again when the pair weren't chatting.

"Are you sure your Mum doesn't mind me staying the night too..I can book into a hotel or something still?" YN spoke. As Manchester wasn't too far away from Doncaster, Louis' hometown, he wanted to make most the time off and see his family too.

"Love..for the millionth time she doesn't mind...in fact it was her idea so stop worrying" Louis reassured her "Plus...my sisters are so excited to see you..my Mum too..I think they love you more than me" Louis joked.

"I doubt that..you're a proper Mummy's boy" YN teased him.

"I am" Louis agreed nodding his head.

"I think it's cute" YN complimented as she turned to look at Louis in the driving seat. Was he blushing?

"You're cute" Louis spoke without thinking, making his eyes widen, secretly hoping she didn't hear him.

As they both entered the venue where the concert was being held, they both stuck to the back of the crowd trying to blend in. They had taken the risk of going without security, a couple of fans had noticed them and asked for photos which they happily took. The fans respected the pair's privacy and went back to their original spot and only glancing at them now and again. Louis had realised that this was not the place to make his move with so many watching eyes. But it didn't stop him from admiring her from where he stood, YN was carefree, lived every moment as if it was her last and didn't care who watched her.

As Ed sings 'The A Team', YN can't help but sing along and as notices Louis standing there just watching. She entwines their hands and lifted them up in the air, nudging him to join her singing.

She's in the Class A Team

Stuck in her daydream

Been this way since eighteen

In that moment, he knew he was in too deep and had fallen for his bandmate.

---

It was around 11:30pm when Louis and YN arrived at his Mum's house in Doncaster, meaning his younger sisters were asleep. He knew his Mum was awake as she had text him earlier in the evening to say she would wait up for them. Hearing his car pull up in the driveway, his Mum stood by the front door waiting to see her son and, his bandmate.

Louis pulled his Mum into a tight embrace "I've missed you my baby boy", YN couldn't help but smile at the loving moment. "You too my love" Jay spoke to YN whilst pulling her in for a motherly hug.

"Thank you so much letting me stay" YN thanked her.

"You don't need to thank me darlin'" Jay spoke sweetly "C'mon in you both come". As the three walked into the lounge, Jay added "Plus the girls are so excited to see you..so prepare yourself for the chaos in the morning"

"I feel like they're growing and changing every time I see them" Louis commented "The photo of the twins you sent me the other day…they look so much older"

"They are..they're like stroppy teenagers already" Jay joked.

"Alfie's the same" YN began "I feel like he's going to be off to uni before I know it"

After catching up with Louis' Mum, the three decide it was time to call it a night before their early wake-up call from his younger siblings in the morning. Louis was staying in his childhood bedroom and YN was in the guest room, further down the hallway. After an hour of tossing and turning, not being able to sleep, Louis decided to go downstairs and get a glass of water to drink. As he entered the kitchen, he was startled to see YN standing against the counter sipping on what looked like tea.

"Hey" Louis spoke into the dimly lit room, making YN jump.

"Fucking 'ell Lou..you scared me" YN tried to whisper, so she didn't wake the others.

"Sorry love" Lou chuckled, walking over to where she stood so he could make a cup of tea for himself. "Can't sleep?"

"No..I don't know why..I hope it was okay to make myself some tea..it usually helps"

"O'course it is love" Louis reassured her before pouring the hot water into his own mug.

"Why are you awake anyway?" she asked him.

"Dunno...just thinking"

"About?"

You "Nothing" he shrugged.

"Loouuu"

He turned to look at the girl next to him, even when she was wearing her unmatching pyjamas, hair in its natural state and a bare face, she was still beautiful in his eyes. "I..um..I need to tell you something" Louis spoke softly, "I..I..I don't know how to te-"

Louis wasn't sure if he was dreaming or if it was all in his head but time stood still when YN leaned forward and pressed her lips to his. It was so soft and gentle, he could have missed it. As she quickly pulls away, she whispers a quiet 'sorry' and looks away from his gaze. Taking her face in his hands, he places his lips back onto hers. Whilst the kiss is still gentle, their movements are a little more rushed. YN's hand find their way to grip his t-shirt, one of Louis' hands is placed on the back of her neck keeping her close, whilst the other one has moved down and is pulling at her hip. After a few minutes lost in the moment and each other, they pull apart, unable to hide their smiles.

"You have no idea how long I've wanted to do that" Louis admits as he leans his forehead on hers.

"Me too" YN leans up and leaves a peck on his lips. Now she's had a taste, she can't get enough.

"C'mon lets go and cuddle"

---

Louis woke to the sound of voices and movement downstairs, letting him know his sisters were awake. He looked to his side and YN was fast asleep, her hands tucked under her chin. Wanting to let her sleep, he placed a gentle peck on her head and got out of bed, putting on his t-shirt and shorts. As he walked through the door to the kitchen, he could smell breakfast cooking and was immediately greeted by his four sisters.

"Morning Kiddos" Louis messed up Daisy and Pheobe's hair.

"Where's YN?" Lottie eagerly asked.

"Aw thanks Lot...never mind about me..I see who's your favourite" Louis teased "She's still sleeping"

Once her had made a fuss of his younger siblings, he wrapped his arm around his Mum's shoulder as she was buttering some toast "Morning Mum"

"Good morning my darlin" Jay greeted him, with a little smirk.

"Whot?" Louis looked at his Mum suspiciously.

"Aw nothing" Her smirk still present.

"Mum..whot is it?"

"Did you sleep okay?"

"Uh..yeh?" Louis said, almost asking a question.

"Any midnight kisses?" Jay teased.

Louis closed his eyes and cringed with embarrassment "Muuum"

"Hey..it was the last thing I expected to see when I came down for some water" Jay spoke as she passed the twins their toast "But..I can't say I'm surprised either...you couldn't hide your feelings if you tried"

Interrupting the conversation, YN appeared at the door "Morning" causing the girls to run and hug her, Jay looked on and smiled at the scene. As Louis caught YN's gaze, he sent her a little smirk and wink, a blush coating her cheeks. Maybe it was that easy!

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