#I’ll forget about it in a few days but WOW. the feelings it gave me. but remember! HOLY SHIT TWO CAKES!

[seven-stars-in-his-palm]

tfw someone writes the exact fic you wanted to write/read/spent months crafting but its smutty so therefore you cannot enjoy it *eye twitching emoji*

[court-jobi]

Reheat

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Pairing: Midoriya x reader (support-hero!reader x teacher Izuku)

Words: 2.5k

Rating: G~

Warnings: comfort fic, tooth-rotting fluff here y'all, established relationship, work stress (livin' vicariously), talks of the future, a few fem pronouns used, but generally gender-neutral

Summary:

Izuku letting himself into your home after a long day has become comfortable background noise, and one you love to hear while you're bogged down. Work has been following you home all week. He's proud of you, without a doubt... But equally concerned when he sees your dinner half-eaten, your mind scatterbrained and racing faster than he can anchor you, and your angel eyes in desperate need of some TLC. He's cemented his place in your heart- and sees no reason he can't make himself at home here already.

A/N: do I have bigger fics in mind? Yes. Did I write this instead of sleeping bc I love soft, encouraging Deku? Also yes. Izuku Midoriya is a motivational speaker.

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“Hey honey! I’m here!”

Over the tinny, background chatter of a podcast streaming from your phone, you call back to Izuku letting himself in.

“Hey you~” You throw interest into your voice, but still stayed tuned into your work.

“Ooo what’s this… What did you make here on the stove?”

“Risotto– it’s Italian~ has lots of veggies and good stuff in it,” you didn’t stop your typing pace, engrossed too heavily in getting an email out before you forget about it and Gmail has to ‘nudge’ you, again, “-gave it a Japanese spin with what I had in the house.”

“Oh wow– oh my gosh, honey– this is so good!”

You look up since your darling man has just appeared in your doorway, sparkly eyed to see you, but equally sated by what’s just graced his mouth. It was a meal you could babysit between taking a quick shower, getting ready for work, letting its flavors marry in the fridge throughout the day, and popping back on the stove that night.

“I’m glad, happy you like it~”

“D’you eat?” Izuku asks, midbite.

“Mhm. Little bit ago,” You motion to your bowl- but when he comes alongside you, he tuts over noting it's only half empty.

“You didn't finish- you feelin’ ok?”

Having circled back onto your screen, you double take again, this time caught by his perception check over you and feeling guilty. 

“Oh. Guess I didn't. I’ll nuke it up here in a bit.”

Izuku, setting down his bowl and starting the -normally alluring- task of rolling up his shirt sleeves to his forearms, comes to your side. However since you’re paying little mind to your peripherals, you missed the show the was making of it. A simple ask of ‘what’re you working on’ came from him, sounding no different than if he wasn't trying to make eyes at you; fact was, you just weren't paying attention.

“Just some stuff for the interns,” the sight of how many tabs are open on your split screen -and in your mind- make you sigh, “With this new role, I kinda feel like you some days. Lesson plans, processing their paperwork; it’s all the stuff you had to turn in as an intern– only now I'm the one dealing with it on the backend.”

Izuku sifted around though your training materials and your propped tablet making itself useful as a second screen. At your handwritten to-do list that’s one of the only things non-digitized nowadays, he makes an offhand comment that your handwriting is nice. It's the kind of cute, ‘blink-and-you’d-miss-it’ things he says that you just hum to, whether you were really listening or not.  

When you glance up to him again, you see he’s watching you with a caring gaze and feel caught.

 “What’re you looking at?” you tease, typing again to break the silence.

“A pretty girl…” Izuku teased lightly, “who doesn’t know when to take a break.”

You type away at his call out– the need for a night off at Izuku’s side is exactly why you've been working so hard at this. You figured you'd get some of this extra prep work under control now, so by the time he rolls around on Wednesday for your standing date n–

You freeze. 

Realizing what day it is in your planner.  It's Wednesday. For dinner.

“Oh my God- -you’re here.”

“Mhmmm~” Izuku really doesn't want to laugh, but his sucking in of a lip isn't hiding it well. 

“ohmygod imtheworst!!” you refresh your face in both hands, talking through the gaps.

“You are not!” Izuku chuckled, setting your notes down. “You just got busy with all the new tasks, because you’re just that good.” 

A faithful, scarred hand comes over to smooth over your back, pulling you over into a little half hug. You sink against him, relishing in his little forehead kiss. He can try all he likes to cure your embarrassment, but you look to him apologetically.

“I’ve never forgotten our dinner dates, ‘Zuku…”

Your darling shrugged unbothered, “Had to happen sometime. It’s no big deal.”

“Is to me,” you pressed- very much bothered.

“Honey,” Izuku chips your chin up, “You’re too hard on yourself. It’s ok, these things happen! I mean, you still made a delicious dinner; even if it was a bit of an oversight I would -in fact- be eating it.”

The pang of guilt hits you at forgetting. This was just a symptomatic sign that the brilliance of your taking on the additional role of Education Coordinator at the agency was perhaps an over-zealous one. Not only to be on-call for your base job as a linguistics quirk specialist, but to balance another full time role on the office hours end? Why did you convince Fatgum this was a good idea? It sounded like a stellar idea back at the beginning of the summer…

Now you’re forgetting not just who you’re supposed to be eating with- but also eating in general.

“I’m glad you did,” you boost Izuku’s elephant-like memory, “It feels so normal to have you here, it's not like I completely forgot I’d see you today. I just– maybe I… thought I was gonna take some to you, since I wouldn't see you till later in the week? I dunno.”

“C’mere- never got a real hug.” 

You rise at his hand’s insistence, and stretch up into his full, healing embrace. 

“Hi baby,” you cooed pitifully.

“Hi, my angel. Missed you today.”

You hummed at the affection, sinking into his neck more out of your residual misery.

Izuku simply took advantage of you being close to sway you in his wide stance- a dance, sans music.

“I appreciate you cooking so much for us,” he spoke gently from his perch over your shoulder, “I was looking forward to it all day, y’know? You’re always so thoughtful with everything you make.”

He’s pressing into you with compliments- against your hard wiring to accept…

“‘Zuku.”

“It’s true~ you’re generous! You remember what my favorites are, and leave out the stuff I don’t like; you even send me leftovers. And you make snacks and treats for when the midnight munchies strike– what can’t you do?”

“Zuku…”

“And you–” he runs a hand through your hair as he sways your shy self back and forth, “-- make for the most funny, beautiful, fascinating, most inspiring company I could ever hope to share a meal with.”

Head thunking onto his shoulder, you playfully land a closed fist on his chest with a muffled, whiny plea for him to stop.

He sighs, all in good humor.

“This streak of yours... I really have my work cut out for me, don’t I? Still can’t imagine how bad it must be in that brilliant mind that my incredible girlfriend has such a hard time accepting the tiniest compliment. Maybe it’s all that late night American comedy you watch...”

You exhale then fix him with your coolest look of sarcasm, anything to show that you have a modicum of having your shit together. So you cope with humor- who doesn't?

–shame that it looks too much like a pout and makes you decidedly not threatening at all, because Izuku just beams brightly at you in response.

“Oh! Now there’s my melty princess- I was wondering where she went.”

And at that, the aloofness was gone, and you snort into a laugh and hug him tighter around the neck. He even scoops you up and gives you one little twirl for good measure. 

When he set you down, Izuku cups your face in his hands and gifts you a few more forehead kisses before demanding your sights. 

“Now. We need to get you to finish eating first. Then, what can I do to help you tonight, hm? How can I make things easier for you?”

With a softer eye to your desk’s work, you sat back down staying connected to your ever doting Izuku by way of your hand in his. You tried again to focus back. You're newly refreshed by his affections and attempt for a more positive outlook, 

“Well, my goal of doing this tonight was so that I didn’t have to go in early tomorrow. Course, if I do run myself ragged tonight, I won't be any good to anyone there– or for you, here. But I think if I pare it down to just getting these e-sigs ready and getting their time-in checklists set up for their work study onboarding, that would give me a good enough start, and I can fill in the rest of their packets tomorrow. But that means I’d need -ugh- maybe… another hour of work tonight?” you looked to him for his approval, “I have a template, so it shouldn’t take me forever.”

“Alright! You’re the boss,” Izuku supported your plan with a smile, “How about I take care of the kitchen for you while you finish up?”

“You do not have to clean my kitchen!” you spouted back, offended– causing a laugh to burst from him, “It’s not funny! I didn’t ask you to come over after a day of work yourself to just slave away at my mess.”

Izuku fixed you a look, as if you knew better. 

“I think I can tidy up a kitchen, no matter how busy of a day I’ve had. Yours isn't even over yet- so when precisely were you going to have the energy to hammer at it? You’ll enjoy not having that mountain waiting for you.”

You huffed, but smiled gratefully all the same. 

“Besides, it’s just me- doing something nice for the woman I love; and I happen to like doing nice things for you. You deserve a clean space, hun.” 

He cleared off your previous bowl to reheat along with your empty water cup. Shaking the hollow straw inside to where it clinks, he knows exactly what you need and tells you so.

“You are getting a screenless break first, though. Something tells me you didn’t the first time around~”

Settled with a fist propping up your face, you swooned over this darling man. 

Trusting Autosave to have done its job, you shut the laptop down blindly, “Sure didn’t~” 

Izuku just rolled his eyes and stepped out of the study. 

You neaten up the collated stack of applications laid out by you and stepped over to the couch, taking a kneeling perch on the end while you sought out a new record for the player on the side table. Setting one on, it was able to fire up and fill some new life into the room with a movie score you haven’t listened to in a while. Everything just sounds better on vinyl.

When Izuku came back in the room, he’d found his houseshoes and returned with renewed interest to your music choice- and with a pleased expression seeing you actually lounging and taking things easier than how he found you. He traded your reheated meal in exchange for your blue-light glasses, which he’d then clean with a pocket square and set back on your desk once they were smudgeless.

“Now, that’s a better sight~ here you go, all set for later.”

You enjoyed Izuku’s company while finishing dinner, listening to him outline his workday while he cradled your legs in his lap. He'd had a pleasantly eventful one, with plenty to say about it. You’d play ‘two truths and a lie’ sometimes when he didn’t want to bore you with a particularly mind-numbing schedule, which pleased you just as well. You excelled at it, while he gave away his fictions every time- a terrible liar for the game, but great for a faithful partner, you reasoned.  You truly loved hearing him talk and talk, your love only growing at the domesticity of this feeling and never wanting that to change. 

Once you were done, you were honestly content to hear him continue his tangent, but it seems his inner discipline was stronger than yours. 

“Alright, now to attack that sink~”

You bemoaned again for his sake. But since you made such a small, affected noise, Izuku paused mid-rise, and sat back down a bit closer to you. He stretched an arm over the back of the couch, encouraging you to come closer and met you for a sweet kiss in the middle.

His mere presence reverted you to a younger self sometimes– one desperate for his attention, good or bad. It wasn't the loveliest impulse, but he clearly thinks it's all part of your charm seeing as he gives in every time, anyway.

“Thing is,” Izuku spoke softly while adoring the hand now placed in his, “If things keep going the way I think they’re going -the way I hope they’re going- it’s.. not hard to imagine that there’s gonna be both our dishes to clean up all the time. In our kitchen, in our home someday. So this is just practice, right? Seems perfectly normal to me. How it should be.”

That idea bloomed in your chest, the thought of sharing a home with him- where this exchange of chores and time together could be your new normal. Only it would be a future where he didn’t have to leave at the end of the night and go back to a bed with compact, collegiate-designed storage at the campus accommodations he stays in on the instructor's wing. He’s got enough to get him by, but he noticeably prefers your home here closer to downtown.

“And what happens when we both wanna ditch the dishes?” you countered sweetly.

Izuku smirked, “That’s what a dishwasher is for. Another thing we’d own together…”

“Forward thinking, there.” You relished that idea. 

Izuku nuzzled your forehead thoughtfully. 

“You’ve been doing things on your own for a long time– and it shows, sweetheart.”

His words came carefully, from a tender place spoken in confidence between you, referring to when you’ve spent other late nights like this one fueled with hot tea and a desire to keep ignoring the clock.

“And I know you’ve been used to that since you’ve been traveling so much, not even having roommates to help keep you company or lighten the load. I keep wishing I could have known you sooner, had more time with you before you had to learn some of those things the hard way… but I’m happy I get the chance to, now. I’m here now, and you’re not alone, so I hope you’ll let me take care of you when I can.”

With another happy sigh forcing your eyes shut, the mental will it took to not let the tears of a perpetual eldest daughter leave you was intense.

Izuku Midoriya never failed to hit the nail on the head when it came to pep talks; he does the same with his students. But why his ones aimed at you had to have a Full Cowling dash of heartfelt anecdotes in it, you don't know. But you're grateful. You're so grateful for him. 

“If you don’t quit talkin’ like that, Izuku, I will never let you leave this condo.”

He chuckled again, lifting your cheek for another kiss, “Twist my arm, love.”

Ultimately, he rose to quit distracting you, but not without you watching him leave with a hunger you’d never felt for another soul before. 

[mvltisstuff]

teenage fever - p.p **

summary: peter helps cool his girl down after she gets in trouble at school

peter parker x reader

smut warning pookies 🤭

“got detention today, don’t have to drive me home :(“

peter saw the text the second it arrived, happy to see y/n’s name flash upon his screen. however, his face matched the emoji she put when he noticed what it said.

“what happened? i’ll pick you up and we can head back together after, okay?”

she left a little thumbs up on the message. “i’ll explain later, i’m just annoyed rn”

so, he waited in the parking lot for her. he never minds waiting for her, especially when it’s as rare as this. she never gets in trouble, she’s always been a good student, so he’s completely lost as to why she’s being punished. he sits in his car on his phone for a bit, still pondering why she may have gotten detention.

he saw her walk out of the back doors of the school, heading toward his car with her bag slung over one shoulder. he could instantly see the frustration on her face, and was ready to listen and be the best boyfriend he could.

she walked up, opening the door and sighing as she sat in the passengers seat. “you’ll never fucking guess.”

“i really don’t think i could,” he replies, looking into her face that almost has a smirk on it.

“my shitty calc teacher, right?”

“mhm, go on.”

“she reported my outfit to the office and gave me a detention for being disrespectful about it. all i said was that my outfit was fine! people wear shit like this all the time, and suddenly it’s a problem when i do it?”

peter realizes that he hasn’t gotten a good look at y/n today. at least he hasn’t seen her around school when they have this schedule. so, he takes his time now to scan the outfit that the math teacher supposedly hated.

her hair was pulled back lightly, a few pieces left out in the front. it shaped her face beautifully, the face peter admires every day. he looked down to her top, it was white with thin straps, the ends almost going into a corset-type of look. her waist was perfectly shaped, the one that peter always runs his hands down when standing beside her. the top pushed her boobs up as well, complimenting her lovely round breasts and cleavage that she showed. her shorts were just under her belly button, the dark blue showing off her hips and the way her thighs looked. he tried to sneak by a peek to her ass, turning peter into a hormonal freshman again. he takes in her entire figure, thinking about all the times he’s touched it, kissed it, pleasured it.

“you good?” y/n asks, her brows furrowing when they notice the blank stare on peters face. “babe, stop staring at my boobs, i’ve had enough of that today.”

“sorry!” he exclaims. “i think your outfits good- or hot- well you always look beautiful no matter what you wear.”

“thanks,” she smiles, seeing through his act. just by the way she looks at him, peter can feel himself getting warmer. every single time she fans her lashes while she looks up at him sends goosebumps down his arms, leading to his crotch as he shuffled uncomfortably in the driver seat. “you’re so funny sometimes.”

“what?” he asks.

“i just turned you on by stepping into this car, peter. don’t act all innocent on me,” she tells him, tilting herself more angled toward him. he notices the way her arms get closer together, pushing her tits together and peter can feel himself getting harder. “wow, maybe my teacher was right. maybe i am too distracting.”

she pulls a grin onto her face, letting her hand rest on his thigh. he shivers lightly, placing his own hand on top of hers. she places a hand on the side of his face, pushing his lips against her own. just by kissing her boyfriend, y/n could almost forget about the trouble she was in. she’d do it all again if it lead her to this, though. his hand brushes against her knuckles, lightly floating her hand over his sweatpants.

they are both fully facing each other, eyes shut as they fall into the others mouth. peter could always make her feel like they were the only people in the world, and no one else mattered.

he could easily taste the flavored gloss she had on, the scent instantly entering his nose as she inches closer to him. his fingers ran over her jaw and over her hair, admiring the silky strands on her head that he loved so much. he wishes the noises she made were louder, so he could hear her little noises perfectly, just the ones that turn him on more. it lasts for minutes, her hands trailing down to his thick biceps from all the crime fighting he did. her touch was always warm besides the cool feeling of her few rings on his skin. he let himself wander down to her waist, caressing the side before landing them onto her hips.

“y/n,” he groans into her mouth, pulling away slowly to lean his head against hers.

“shh,” she cuts him off. “i know what you want.”

“i want you to wear this every day.”

“yeah, yeah,” she mumbles, chuckling at him as he writhes under her touch. one of his hands still remains on her hip as she starts to inch her fingers into the waistband of his sweatpants. he can feel himself getting antsy for her to touch him, to do anything to him to relieve the pressure in his body.

his wish is her command in an instant, helping him to pull down the sweatpants past his crotch to reveal his boxers underneath. when she peels down the boxers, his hardened dick is immediately in her grasp, her mouth watering just by looking at his. she leaves a soft kiss on his tip, only relieving an gram of tightness through his abdomen.

she wraps her hand around his shaft, starting to pump lightly and gets the sweetest moan from peters lips. she adores seeing him like this, the way he falls into her grasp and lets her please him. “jesus, y/n.”

“i know, baby,” she smiles up at his blushed face while he looks at his favorite sight. she takes her tongue and drags it up the underside of his dick, wrapping her mouth around him and keeping her hands on the end. peters hands fly around the place at the intensity, not knowing where to put them until he places one on y/n’s head and the other on the side of his thigh.

she bobs her head up and down on him, sucking his dick with such ease that it makes him more turned on than he’s ever been. he hates to think of this, but he thinks of her in that class, her perfect body on display for him as the teacher eyes her.

the way his dick throbs and jumps makes her feel the arousal form in her heat, just knowing that she’s completely wet over hearing peters moans for her. she pulls back, letting the saliva form in her mouth before sucking her mouth back onto him. she looks over at his veiny hands clutching the car door, his chest heavily breathing and heart pounding. “y/n, fuck i’m really close.”

she signals to him that he can come by just continuing her motions on him. her extra hand moves down to his balls while she fondles them as he groans out into the thick air of the car. when he finally reaches his orgasm, his cum coats the inside of her mouth, settling in her tongue as she wipes some from her lip. he laughs when he watches her swipe some off her chin and swallow the rest, only finding it hotter as he gets hard again.

once peter catches his breath again, he loops his finger through the belt holes in her shorts, pulling them up toward him and he’s able to see the curve of her ass in them and he watches her thigh swing over him, just remembering all the times he’s been in-between them.

“wait,” he starts. “get these off.” he points to the shorts, helping her peel them off her legs to noticed the lacy pair of panties she had on underneath. he doesn’t bother to take her shirt off, not wanting to waste another moment where he’s not inside of her. “you look so hot today, baby.”

“thanks, peter,” she grins against his lips. “but i can just tell from how hard you are right now.” she grinds herself into his crotch, the fabric of her underwear rubbing against him, making him moan. he reached down, moving her panties to the side and runs his fingers through her warm folds. she pushes her warmth up against his dick, sliding his length through her slick pussy.

“you’re this wet for me already?”

“you’re crazy if you think i haven’t been this wet for you all day.” she whispers into his ear. “honestly, there wasn’t a period today that i didn’t think about you fucking me in this car, peter. even in detention.”

“it’s a good thing mr. stark tinted my windows, can’t see anything in here.”

she continues to rock her hips against him before he reaches underneath them. he shoves two of his fingers into her vagina, craving the taste of her on his tongue. she sighs out at the feeling of him filling her with just two of his fingers, only to be disappointed when he pulls them out again.

he brings them to his mouth, sucking on his fingers before reaching back down to his own dick, slipping it through her folds before sinking into her pussy.

they moan out simultaneously, instantly feeling somewhat relieved of the horniness they felt early. he still grabs a hold of her waist, helping bounce her up and down on his shaft as he moans out sweet nothings in her ear. “oh my god, y/n, this feels so good.”

she runs her fingers through his hair, ruining the small amount of gel he had applied that morning. his own arms reached around, pulling her into his chest and having her lean against him, his head fully in her soft tits and he was finally in heaven.

he reached another one of his hands down, circling her clit with his thumb and getting closer with the thought of him inside of her. he starts to tease the small nerves, making her moan out and pull him closer against her. “holy shit, peter!”

he starts thrusting up into her, using his lower body to slam into her repeatedly. he admired the way her boobs jiggle to the action of him fucking her. the coil in his stomach only began to tighten more, knowing that his second orgasm was close. he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to contain himself and resist cumming inside her warm pussy, but luckily birth control exists.

“peter, i’m gonna cum,” she announces, feeling his thrusts get choppier inside of her. “fuck, fuck, fuck! peter!” she utters out to each of his last thrusts before feeling his own release warm inside of her. the fireworks inside of her went off, feeling the intense stream of pleasure through her nerves. her heart thumps against her chest as she comes down from the high, peters thrusts only being slow and sensual now.

“god, i’ll never get enough of you.” peter mumbles into her neck, giving it light pecks as they both relax in each others arms.

“thank you,” she says.

“for what?”

“well, first of all for that awesome sex, and second, just for being there. you didn’t have to wait for me.”

“i’m glad i did, trust me. i’ll always wait for you.” he tells her, making a cheesy beam grow on her mouth. “i love you.”

“i love you, too, peter.” she plants one last kiss to his lips before moving back to her own seat.

lil extra smth

when peter and y/n walk in together, he slightly trails behind her, noticing the lightness and excitement in her mood. she walks into the room, the fellow avengers sitting around. sam, bucky, and steve were all playing cards games at the table as nat watched over them. tony sat on the couch, reading over something about him that was released in the news paper.

they hear friday announce that y/n and peter have arrived, and they surely didn’t expect a bubbly y/n in her outfit to come waltzing in. “hi, guys!” she says, looking around and giving them a nice smile as peter walks in, too.

“what’s got her so bubbly today?”

“i got a detention today!” she says, with no apparent upset on her face. “sorry we’re later than normal.” she looks at nat next making eye contact and winking at her as she skips away to her room. peter trails behind, almost shamefully walking away from the rest of them. nat just looks at her drink smirking while it swirls in the cup, knowing exactly what’s got y/n so thrilled. she gives a certain face to everyone else, signaling what went down.

“are you kidding me?” sam complains. “you’re telling me parker got laid today and i didn’t?”

[mountttmase]

A Mountain To Climb: The Sequel

Chapter Six

Note - I’m sorry but how are we halfway through already that’s nuts to me. But yes I hope you like this one and feedback would be appreciated 🩷

Pairing - Mason Mount × Reader

Word count - 6.4k

Warnings - series will contain fluff, smut and angst

Masterlist

The good thing about Mason having a game on a Sunday meant he you were free to see each other on Friday nights. You took it in turns whenever they popped up and this time he was at yours, currently in a food coma on your sofa as you took the plate of leftover cookies back into the kitchen so you could box them up.

‘I know you like them Mase, but it’s probably not a good idea for you to eat so many before a game in a few days’ you scolded, sitting down next to him and tucking yourself into his side before gently rubbing his tummy as he shut his eyes.

‘I know, it’s like an addiction. I might have to go see someone about it’ he mumbled sleepily, seeming too full to put any effort in to talking above a whisper before he peered down at you and pressing a gentle kiss on the tip of your nose. ‘Feels nice though, thank you’ he smiled, referring to the way you were stroking over his tummy lightly to help ease some of his discomfort.

‘I’ll just have to ration you in the future’ you teased and he tickled your side in protest causing you to squirm lightly in his hold.

‘So listen I need to talk to you about something’ he told you, sitting up slightly and in the past you’d panic at his serious tone but you were curious about what he was about to ask you.

‘Go for it’ you smiled and he gave you a little laugh before continuing.

‘You remember when I told you I went on loan for a year abroad?’

‘Yeah, Vitesse was it?’

‘That’s it’ he smiled, his heart warming at the fact you remembered even though you didn’t talk about it that much. ‘Well, they’re making a little documentary about me and my time there and they’ve asked if I could go over there for some filming. I was hoping you would come with me?’

‘Wow Mase, that’s amazing’ you breathed, suddenly overcome with pride for the boy sitting in front of you. You were proud of him everyday for all that he did and all he’d accomplished but when you were at home with him next to you, and he was just your Mason it was easy to forget all he’d done in his young life and all the people that loved him.

‘Yeah, I can’t believe it but I’m super excited’ he smiled. ‘It’s not for a little while so you’ve got time too book time off of you need to. It’s over a weekend so you’d probably only need the Friday before so we can fly out and we’d come back on the Tuesday after. I’d be filming for most of Saturday and Sunday but I thought we could stay and extra day and do some sightseeing? Like so I can show you round? It’s all paid for and everything like you don’t need to worry about any of that I just want your pretty little butt on the plane next to me’ he winked and even though you were overwhelmed by the thought of it all, something in the back of your head made you wonder what else was going on.

‘What’s the catch?’ You laughed and Mason pulled you in a little closer with a smile.

‘No catch, I just wanna take you somewhere that’s special to me’ he explained and when you raised your eyebrow at him he rolled his eyes with a laugh. ‘Fine. My parents are coming too’ he explained and your eyes went wide.

You hadn’t met any of Masons family yet, but you could tell from a mile off how close they all were and it scared the hell out of you. It wasn’t that you were putting off meeting them on purpose, they sounded like amazing people from everything Mason told you but Mason knew not to push you due to your past however it was getting to the point where you knew it needed to happen.

‘Oh, um…’

‘They’re part of the documentary too, they’re gonna be in a few scenes with me and I just thought it might be a good time? I know you’re nervous but they’re so excited to meet you, they’re constantly asking after you and I thought it would be fun this way. You can meet them they day before we fly and they’ll go home on the Sunday so we get Monday all to ourselves. I know you’re nervous baby but I promise you everything will be fine’

‘I know’ you laughed, nestling you head into his neck as he pulled you even closer. ‘I know it’s time but I’m so so nervous’ you confessed as he stroked your cheek gently. ‘It’s like I don’t have my own family for you to meet and I have no idea what to do or how to feel’ you explained as he looked down at you sympathetically.

‘Well that’s not completely true. I consider you part of my family’ he told you quietly, brushing his fingers through your hair with a soft smile and you felt your eyes sting as your bottom lip wobbled. ‘It’s true, you and me come as a pair. It doesn’t matter that you’ve got no one for me to meet. You’re the most important person to me and I’d do anything to make you happy’

‘Mase’ you breathed, overwhelmed by his sweet words.

‘Also I’ve met Freya, that was daunting enough so I think it’s only fair you meet my parents’

‘True’ you laughed, feeling the tears fall from your eyes that he quickly brushed away before kissing your forehead. ‘Okay, I’ll do it’

‘Thank you baby’ he breathed, caressing your cheek as he smiled down at you lovingly. ‘Honestly I promise you’ve got nothing to worry about and I’ll make it really special for us’

‘Hey Mase. Do they um, do they know? Like about…’

‘I haven’t told them everything, I didn’t want to overstep but they know the basics. I wanted to leave it up to you to decide what you do and don’t tell them. And I said not to bring anything up unless you do first’

‘Thank you’ you breathed, tucking yourself back into him.

‘Think about it this way, you’ve got time to prepare now and then once it’s done you’ve met the two most scary ones and everyone else will be a breeze’ he teased. ‘You’ll be fine baby, they’ll love you’

You hoped they would, the idea that the family of the man you loved didn’t approve of you made your head spin, but after a lot of positive reinforcement from Freya, you pulled yourself together and made sure you were ready for them.

You managed to get a half day on the Thursday before the big trip, getting to Masons house at around 2pm with all your stuff for the weekend and dressed for dinner with his parents that evening. You went with a mid length floaty floral dress, hoping to give off a good impression and make sure you looked good enough to be with Mason. It was nothing like you normally wore but it was still pretty and you hoped Mason would like it too.

Mason wasn’t back from training yet but would be within the hour so you let yourself in with the spare key he’d given you the week before knowing you’d be back earlier than him and you were happy to see the place was spotless.

As not to create any mess, you took your stuff upstairs and did a quick run through of the house, making sure his parents room was perfect and the bathroom was spotless before making your way through to the kitchen but you could hear his car pulling up as you started getting ingredients out of the fridge.

‘Baby, you here?’ He shouted through the house and you rounded the corner to meet him by the front door, his eyes going wide and they raked over your body, but it was the subtle bite of his lip that let you know he liked what he saw. ‘Well, good afternoon to me’

‘Do I look okay?’ You asked, brushing down your dress and he made his way over to you so he could hold you at arms length by your waist, his eyes still eating you up in a way you hadn’t seen him do before. ‘I don’t want to make a bad first impression’

‘First of all, that would never happen. But you look unreal babe. You’re fulfilling all my girl next door fantasies and I’m very close to taking you upstairs and-‘

‘No way’ you laughed pushing him off by his chest and turning to make your way back into the kitchen but he gently grabbed your wrist before you could get too far.

‘Wait, I want my welcome home hug and kiss’ he laughed and you rolled your eyes before wrapping your arms around his waist and placing a soft kiss to his already pouty lips. ‘I love coming home to you’ he whispered, your whole body erupting in goosebumps as he stared down at you with a twinkle in his eye and his hands cupping your bum. ‘I think I could get used to this’

‘Yeah yeah Casanova. Come on we don’t have much time. You go change and I’ll get started on dinner’ you told him, squeezing his sides before shooing him off upstairs. He came down around 10 minutes later and he walked into the kitchen with a loving smile on his face.

‘I’m having the best day. I was on the winning team at training and now there’s a beautiful woman in my kitchen cooking me dinner’

‘Mason I swear to god I will murder you if you don’t stop pissing about’

‘Hey meanie pants, what up’ he laughed, grabbing you by your arms so you’d look at him and you felt the guilt wash over you immediately.

‘Sorry, I’m just stressing, I didn’t mean to be horrible please just ignore me’

‘It’s alright. Just breathe with me’ he told you with a cheeky smile before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in and a slow breath out. ‘Hey, you’re not doing it with me’ he pouted. ‘If wont work unless you really try’ he laughed so you humoured him, shutting your eyes and taking a deep breath with him and you hated the fact it was working a little bit. ‘There we go. Now what do you want me to do?’

‘Can you reach up and get the pasta for me? And then make sure we’ve got enough ice in the freezer’

‘Yes ma’am’ he winked, kissing your nose before doing everything you asked and then starting to set the table. You were so focused on chopping and stirring that you almost jumped out of your skin when the doorbell went and you felt yourself freeze on the spot. ‘Stay here, I’ll get it’ Mason smiled, kissing your nose again before hurrying off to let his parents in. You could hear their voices getting louder and your anxiety rising along with it but as soon as Masons face came into view you felt your shoulders relax. He smiled at you sweetly, holding his hand out for you to take and you carefully threaded you fingers through his before he pulled you to his side.

‘This is y/n’ he smiled proudly and after a big gulp, you looked over at his parents. They were both smiling widely at you before his mum laughed herself at you with an excited squeal and you couldn’t help but laugh and she pulled you into her.

‘Oh it’s so lovely to meet you, Mason doesn’t shut up about you I swear’ she laughed, pulling back to smile brightly ‘I’m Debbie, this is Tony’ she told you, and you smiled at Masons dad as he held out his hand for you to shake.

‘Ignore her, she’s just excited’ his dad explained as Debbie tutted in his direction.

‘Well yes, I am. It’s nice to have another girl in the family I feel like I’m over run with boys most of the time’

‘What about Summer? And Mila?’ Mason laughed, placing his hand on your hip to let you know he was still there and you felt your whole body relax into him.

‘Oh shush, I meant an adult girl who I can have a conversation with. Anyway, something smells great’

‘Yeah, y/n’s making dinner. It won’t be too much longer’ Mason explained. ‘Why don’t you guys put your bags away and get yourself sorted and then we can eat’ They both agreed, shuffling out of the room leaving you and Mason alone again and he pulled you into a hug, kissing you temple gently. ‘See, wasn’t so bad was it?’

‘I don’t think I said a word’ you whispered, both laughing before you quickly finished dinner off and plated up just in time for his parents to come back down.

‘Wow, this all looks delicious’ Debbie commented as you sat down and you felt Mason squeeze your knee besides you.

‘Yeah, y/n’s a bit of a wiz in the kitchen’

‘I wouldn’t go that far’ you smiled up at Mason and he rolled his eyes playfully at you.

‘She’s just being modest, she makes the best cookies I’ve ever had’ he told them, rattling off all the other things you’d made for him that he loved whilst you sat and blushed, his parents looking on at the pair of you with a smile before you changed the topic to ask how they had been and what the journey up was like.

When you were done, Debbie helped you stack the dishwasher and you couldn’t believe how comfortable you felt around her already. She kept the conversation light and flowing and once it was all away she sent you a bright smile.

‘Now, Mase doesn’t know this but I’ve bought a photo album of his from when he was a baby, I thought you might like to see some of them’

‘Oh I’d love too, I bet he was so cute’

‘Well I am biased but he was adorable. I’ll go grab it from upstairs and meet you in the other room’ she smiled before scurrying off to retrieve it.

You made your way into the living room and cautiously sat down next to Mason. He smiled at you placing his hand palm up on your thigh for you to thread your fingers through and once you had he pulled you into him gently and kissed you on the head just as Debbie walked in and placed the album in your lap.

‘Oh mum, why did you bring that?’ He groaned as you laughed at him, opening it up to the first page to see the most adorable and tiny baby boy. You couldn’t help but coo at him before you felt him crawl back beside you and place his chin on your shoulder from behind you so he could look too.

You both looked through it as his parents told you stories from when he was a kid. From what they were telling you he was still as cheeky now as he was back then. It felt so nice to be surrounded by a loving family, the realisation that you’d never had this hit you like a truck and you had to blink away your tears. Mason cottoned on straight away and kissed your cheek discreetly to try and comfort you and you squeezed his thigh in response.

‘We’re gonna head up I think, need a good nights sleep before all that traveling tomorrow’ Debbie smiled, pulling the pair of you into hug before they made their way upstairs. Leaving you and Mason alone but you were afraid to look at him as you knew what he would say.

‘Is everything okay?’ He whispered. And you nodded your head even though that wasn’t how you felt. ‘You can tell me you know’

‘I know’ you whispered, finally feeling brave enough to look at him but the expression on his face made your eyes water again. ‘I didn’t think I’d feel like this, you know? Like missing something I’ve never really had and I don’t know why I’m getting so upset’ you laughed but you felt the tears roll down your cheeks that Mason brushed away.

‘I know baby. And I know it might not help but you’ve got me now, and all the weirdos that come as a part of my package deal’ he joked and even though you were still laughing your tears flowed even faster as you started to feel like you finally belonged somewhere. ‘It’s okay to get upset, love. It’s not like you’ve never had it. But they’re not in your life for a reason. They never deserved you and they don’t deserve your tears’

‘Love you’ you whispered, still getting used to saying those words after a few weeks but the way he smiled at you made your whole body flush.

‘Love you, too’ he whispered back, kissing you gently before taking your hand in his. ‘You ready to go up?’ He asked and you nodded, helping him lock up downstairs before quietly making your way into his room. ‘I’m so glad they’ve gone to bed, all I’ve thought about is taking this dress off of you’ he told you as soon as you walked in but you batted him off before grabbing your pyjamas.

‘Down boy, not tonight’

‘You’re joking. Why not?’

‘Mason, I’m not having sex with you whilst your parents are across the hall. End of. It’s bad enough us sleeping in the same bed’

‘What are you on about?’ He laughed, trying to hold you by your waist but you were determined to not let him get under your skin. ‘We’re adults, they probably can guess we’re having sex’

‘Just go take a cold shower or something’ you told him and he pouted at you dramatically before marching off, giving you chance to get changed without his prying eyes on you. Once he opened the door again you went inside to join him so you could clean your teeth and do your skincare before crawling into bed with him. His arms around you as you laid your head on his chest.

‘Hey y/n? I thought you looked really pretty today’

‘Mason, I told you I’m not having sex with you’

‘I’m not asking you too’ he laughed, squeezing you tighter as you laughed into his neck. ‘Can a man not tell his girlfriend she looks pretty?’

‘Not when there’s a ulterior motive, no’

‘I’m offended you’d think that way about me’

‘Go to sleep, Mase’ you laughed and after a quick kiss goodnight you were both off.

The flight wasn’t that long the next day and you arrived in Amsterdam at around 2pm where you picked up the rental car that the company who were making the documentary had organised for you all. Tony drove and you sat in the back with Mason who was a bit sleepy, the anxiety from flying wearing him out and you looked at him lovingly as he sat and played with your fingers as you spoke to Debbie.

You looked up in awe as you approached the hotel, the grand white building looked intimidating but you followed them into the impressive reception and stood next to Mason as he checked you all in.

‘So I’ve got two rooms, both for two nights’ she confirmed and Mason nodded causing you to look at him with confusion but you made a note to ask him about it later.

Both rooms were on the top floor of the building but thankfully quite far apart from each other and you gasped as you walked in. The room was beautiful, a huge loft bed that was built into a wooden platform and comfy sofas dotted around but it was the huge bath next to the bed you gravitated towards first and you laughed as Mason cheekily wiggled his eyebrows at you.

‘Not bad, huh?’

‘Considering I’m used to staying at travel lodges, I think it’s more than not bad’ you told him, looking out of the window that you could see the whole estate from.

‘Dinners at six so in like two hours, you fancy a little nap?’ He asked, flopping down on top of the sheets and you carefully crawled in besides him, hugging him from behind as you could tell he was still a bit fragile from the flight and you knew he secretly loved being the little spoon. You felt him relax as he bought your hands up to his mouth to kiss over them gently and you smiled before kissing the back of his neck.

‘Mase? I thought you said we were staying till Tuesday. This room is only booked until Sunday’

‘Yeah don’t worry, we’re going somewhere else for the last two nights’ he mumbled sleepily and rather than ask anymore questions you left a light kiss on the back of his neck before letting the soft sounds of his breathing lull you to sleep.

Around 45 minutes until you had to be at dinner you woke up and slipped off into the bathroom so you could get changed and since Mason seemed to like the dress you wore so much yesterday you decided to get changed into a similar one however this one had a bit of a slit up the leg that you thought Mason would enjoy.

You were just applying the finishing touches to you make up when a sleepy Mason walked in, but you noticed the way his demeanour changed as soon as he caught sight of you and the low growl that came from him made you clench your thighs together.

‘Is it my birthday or something? These look insane on you’ he murmured ’you gonna let me do something about it this time’ he whispered in your ear as he gripped your waist and the feeling of him prodding you in the back was making your heart flutter.

‘We don’t have time’ you told him meekly, but the kisses that were trailing down your neck were making you shiver and you knew you couldn’t deny him twice.

‘I can be quick’ he mumbled getting down on his knees behind you and lifting your dress up and over your bum before pulling you underwear down to your ankles as he kissed your thighs gently. ‘You’re ready for me though by the looks of things’ he laughed and you gasped when you felt his tongue tease you apart. The noise that came from you almost made you embarrassed but the way he just dived into you even further made you whimper. He didn’t stay down there long, standing up so he could push you forward gently, eventually resting your elbows on the sink so you could look up at him through the mirror.

You hissed as he started pushing in, his eyes straight on yours in the reflection but you let him know it was okay to keep going and he gently carried on before speeding up. He kept his hands on your bum before one slipped down your leg, grabbing your thigh so he could place your knee on the counter and you moaned loudly at the new position.

‘That’s it baby, good girl’ he moaned, his hands reaching up to pull the front of your dress down so he could grab a handful of your chest and your arms nearly gave out with how turned on you were, feeling your high starting to fizz in your lower belly but you needed a helping hand. Eyes still focused on his in the mirror, you carefully slipped your hand in between your legs so you could play with yourself but the sight only caused him to pound into you harder.

‘Mase, I’m close’ you gasped, pushing yourself through it and as soon as you were done you pushed him off, getting down in your knees in front of him and opening your mouth so he knew what to do and the strangled moan that came from him made you shiver. He only needed pump himself a few times before he pushed himself into your mouth, releasing a few seconds after and you swallowed him down the best you could. His breathing was heavy but he helped you up and got you adjusted back into your dress before kissing you softly and pulling you into a hug. ‘I didn’t know you were gonna do that I nearly cum all over your face’ he laughed.

‘I was trying not to make a mess’ you giggled before reaching down to pull your underwear up. ‘You better hurry up and get ready, I don’t wanna be late’ you told him and he nodded before sorting himself out and the pair of you left to meet them at six on the dot. ‘We’re gonna be late now, they’ll know what we’ve been doing’

‘We’ll be two minutes baby. I know I’m good but I bet even they don’t believe we can do it in two minutes’ he laughed and you tapped his chest to scold him before you found them sat at the table reserved for you in the hotel restaurant. Your waitress explained that your meal tonight would be paid for by the company so Mason used this as an excuse to order whatever he wanted. ‘What are you thinking, love?’

‘I really want dessert, so I might skip a starter’

‘Can’t handle all three, eh?’ Tony laughed and you shook you’re head slightly whilst picking your drink up to take a sip.

‘I told her not to, but she had a snack just before we left the room’ he told them, squeezing your knee in jest and you almost spat your water out at what he was insinuating. ‘You alright there?’ He laughed, gently tapping you on the back as you grabbed a napkin but you could tell you were blushing furiously at his dirty comment.

‘Sorry, it went down the wrong pipe’ you spluttered and you could see Mason go to say something else inappropriate but you gave him the death glare and he closed his mouth with a cheeky grin. Thankfully his parents seemed none the wiser but it took you a while to be able to look at them properly.

Mason let you share some of his starter as an apology and thankfully you weren’t too full for afters but once you were all done you felt like you could of exploded.

‘We’ll probably head to bed now, so we can be up nice and early for tomorrow’ Debbie explained and you looked at Mason who nodded his head in agreement. After hugs goodnight Mason convinced you to have one drink with him in the bar where you scolded him for his rude jokes before leading you outside for a walk around the grounds as he wanted to take some pictures of you with the impressive background.

‘Mason, what are you doing?’ You laughed, watching him lay on the floor in front of you whilst he directed you how to sit.

‘Just go with it. It’s not my fault you look like a pretty princess. I want some nice pictures of you that are just for me’

‘Would you not rather take those in our room?’ You winked exposing your thigh a little bit more through the slit in your dress and you watched him stare at you with pink cheeks and wide eyes before pulling you up and running you back up to your room.

Tony drove you to the stadium the next day, Mason sitting in the back with you as he tried to point out places he knew and you watched him with a smile as he got more excited the closer you got. Everyone seemed so genuinely happy to see him as he greeted the crew and all the old staff he used to work with but he always kept an eye on you to make sure you were okay and whenever your eyes met you felt the butterflies erupt inside you.

Whilst Mason was sat down for his interview, someone from the club took you, Debbie and Tony off on a tour of the stadium and so you could see some old videos and pictures from his time there. You couldn’t get over how cute he was back then with his little baby face and massive quiff but he still looked like your handsome Mase.

‘It’s so weird, it’s like he’s grown up so much but in other ways he still looks the same’ you commented and Debbie agreed with a laugh.

‘I was just thinking that. It think it’s the little noodle arms’ she joked and as if on cue Mason appeared.

‘I do hope you weren’t just talking about me just then’ he laughed, wrapping an arm around your waist and kissing your temple.

‘We were saying how adorable you were’ Debbie winked and he raised his eyebrows at you.

‘She’s right, you were very sweet’ you told him, kissing his nose as he squeezed your side playfully.

‘What’s all this about ‘were’. I still am’ he argued and you laughed as Debbie rolled her eyes at him behind his back.

After a quick lunch, Mason carried on with his filming that his parents were now involved in and you sat in the stands as they slowly walked around the pitch with his old coach before your phone rung.

‘Hey Frey’ you smiled, thankful you had someone to talk to for a bit.

‘Hello sweetheart, how’s the trip?’ She asked

‘Yeah, good so far. I’m just watching Mase and his parents do some filming’ you told her, going on to explain everything you’d done so far and how nice his parents had been to you.

‘Told you you had nothing to worry about’ she laughed and you rolled your eyes at her. ‘I’m proud of you though, I know this is a lot’

‘Yeah, well he’s worth it’ you breathed, laughing at the gagging noises she was making down the phone.

You spent the rest of the time talking about her upcoming graduation and what her plans were next. You knew she was moving back down south and you couldn’t be more excited to get to see her more often, finally feeling like your life was falling back into place.

The next day his filming continued, this time you were in the city centre at a few locations he used to visit a lot but you were all wrapped up just after lunch. Mason parents were catching a flight that afternoon so after you’d eaten they said their goodbyes and took a taxi back to the airport leaving you and Mason alone and you had no idea as to where you were going or what you were doing next.

‘Right, there’s a food shop not too far from here, shall we go stock up and then I’ll take us to where we’re staying?’

‘Okay’ you nodded, still unsure as to what was happening but you went along with it, pushing the trolly along as he filled it with all your favourite foods before jumping back in the car so he could take you to your next destination.

You weren’t in the car long but your eyes grew wide when you spotted the lake house he was pulling into, your breath catching in your throat as you took it all and you turned to him with a wide smile.

‘Surprise’ he laughed, pulling you in for a quick kiss and you held him by his cheeks to keep him there before he jumped out and opened your door.

‘Mase, this is… how did you?’ You smiled as he helped you out and you were so overcome with emotion you weren’t sure you could finish your sentence.

‘I can be sneaky’ he smiled, holding your hand as he dragged you up the steps so you could have a look around the cozy wood cabin. It was perfect and you couldn’t believe he’d kept this from you this whole time. ‘So what do you think?’

‘I love it. I didn’t think this weekend could get any better’ you laughed, kissing him softly as he squeezed your bum gently.

‘We’re only just getting started’ he winked.

You spent the rest of the night cooking dinner together that you ate in front of the tv before you both got changed into something warm and comfy so you could sit on the deck in front of the fire that looked out onto the lake. You were in your own little world when Mason came outside and you smiled softly at him.

‘I wondered why you got that bag of marshmallows’ you laughed, taking the stick from him that he was handing to you so you could load it up whilst he worked out how to light the fire. Once it was all done he sat behind you on the cushioned seat, you in between his legs as he wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder. ‘Thanks for all this, I’ve never done anything like this before’ you told him, not having the courage to look at him right now.

‘What do you mean?’ He asked you gently, clearly picking up on the emotion in your voice and not wanting to push you too far but you felt comfortable enough in his arms to carry on talking.

‘Just all of it, you know? Never been away with a boy before really, nothing like this anyway. Never felt so comfortable around anyone else parents’ you laughed as he kissed your neck with a smile. ‘I really like them’

‘Well they love you’ he laughed and you finally turned to look at him, offering him some of your half burnt marshmallow that he ate whilst trying to make out it was nice. ‘I bought you here for a reason you know’

‘To this house? Or here in general?’ You quizzed as you both shuffled about a bit so Mason was resting against the back of the chair and you could see each other a bit better. You sat and admired him for a few seconds as the glow from the fire lit up his face, the flames crackling in his big dark eyes and you had to hold yourself back from leaning forward to kiss him.

‘Here in general’ he told you softly, lacing your fingers together as he rubbed slow circles into the back of your hand. ‘I used to be a lot like you, you know?

‘What? a bit sarcastic and hungry all the time’

‘Very funny’ he teased, squeezing your hand before kissing your knuckles. ‘No. Closed off, not trusting’

‘I don’t believe that’ you chuckled lightly but the look on his face told you he was serious.

‘It’s true. Growing up in football, you’re basically at war with all the other boys in the academy you know? Fighting for places and opportunities so I always kept my head down and did what I needed to do. When I got here I was so focused on getting the job done and proving myself that I didn’t really take into account that I could enjoy it. I remember the coach here, I used to shake his hand ever day before training but I never smiled at him’ he confessed and you squeezed his hand gently to let him know you were still listening. ‘But they didn’t give up on me, always included me in things and really made me feel part of the family, I really learnt a lot here. I know sometimes you’ve wondered in the past why I was so patient with you and why I never pushed you. It’s because I know exactly how you feel and how hard it is to change. But I’ve adored you from the second I saw you and I knew that I could maybe teach you everything they taught me.

You felt your tears rolling down your face before you even knew you were crying and you gently reached forward to cup his jaw so you could kiss him softly, pouring yourself into him as you tried to let him know how much you appreciate his sweet words.

‘That’s why I wanted to bring you here, this place is special to me, and so are you. I wouldn’t be who I am today without this place and all the people I met and I know how lucky I am that I get to do stuff like this and bring my people with me. And I love that you’re now one of my people. I’d hate for you to think you don’t belong anywhere cause you belong to me’ he whispered against your lips and you had to let out a shaky breath so you wouldn’t cry any harder. Mason always had such a way with words and you couldn’t help let your brain do the talking as you spewed words out at him.

‘I love you so much, Mase. I swear I thank my lucky stars everyday that you came into my life. You’ve completely turned my world upside down in the best way possible and I’m so thankful I get to be part of yours’ you told him, never having said anything like that to him before and you watched as his eyes glossed over and his bottom lip wobbled ever so slightly. ‘Thank you for bringing me here and thank you for telling me all this. I feel so much closer to you’

‘I love you too. You have no idea how much’ he laughed, voice thick with unshed tears as pulled you back to him so he could kiss you, his hands reaching up under your sweatshirt so he could stroke over you bare skin and you smiled into the kiss.

When you pulled back, you laid yourself down on his chest, head half tucked into his neck so you could both watch the fire die down and just hold each other as your words sunk in.

You loved him and he loved you. And right now that’s all that mattered.

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[taexbankai]

I only want you

this is chapter 5, the other 4 chapters on my on page!!

this chapter is really long so brace yourselves lmao. enjoy!!

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it’s been a little over a month since prom night and yuta has been acting really weird. when i see him at school he’s always very dry and acts really standoffish. he takes hours to respond to my messages and whenever he do respond he only gives me short quick answers

“y/n we graduate this week can you believe it?!” nobara said excitedly as she gave me a back hug

“i know right? it’s hard to believe we were little freshmen 4 years ago” i said to her. We walked out of the school together

“i’m just happy that seniors doesn’t have to come back to the school until graduation night” yuji said as he ran up to us, megumi walking closely behind him

“honestly, i was so sick and tired of waking up early and getting ready for school” megumi said as he stretched

“where are ya’ll about to go? yuji asked me

“back to my house, we want to plan a graduation party” i told him

“oh okay, are we still hanging out tomorrow?” yuji asked

“yeah of course” nobara answered. we all spoke for a little longer before yuji and megumi left

“so.. how has it been with yuta?” nobara asked me as we got into my car

“the same. honestly we might as well just break up at this point” i told her and sighed as i began to back out of the parking spot

“do you honestly think he’s cheating through?” nobara asked me

“i don’t want to believe it. I thought that maybe at first he was upset with me because of the whole ‘me still having feeling for satoru’ thing. but i think it’s bigger than that. he always keeps his phone face down when we’re together at school and sometimes he won’t text me back until like 10-11 at night” i told her

“i think i’m going to ask maki myself and see what she says” nobara said, getting frustrated

“how could he ask you out just to cheat on you? that’s such a dick move. yuta didn’t even seem like the cheating type. I can’t believe him, and if the problem really is about you and satoru then he could’ve been mature about it and spoke to you. but if i find out he is cheating on you with maki… i’m killing both of them” nobara said angrily. i laughed softly at her, feeling good that she has my back

“i love you” i said and smiled at her before looking back at the road

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“wow, i always forget how rich your family is” nobara said as we walked into my house

“stop, we’re not rich” i said and laughed

“this is clearly rich y/n, you even have maids here” she said while laughing

“hello nobara sweetie! i haven’t seen you in ages, how are you?” my mom said as she came out of the kitchen

“hi mom! i’m good, how are you?” nobara said as she gave my mom a hug. my mom and nobara are really close so sometimes nobara calls my mom by her name and other times she just calls her mom

“i’m good sweetie!” my mom responded

“so what are you two up to today?” my mom asked me

“planning a graduation party. we only have a few days left to get everything ready” i told my mom

“oh okay, what day did you want to plan it for?” she asked

“we definitely want to do it the day after graduation, so saturday” i said

“okay well i’ll make sure your father and i aren’t home for that day so you kids can have the whole house to yourselves!, you’re stuck with us the day of your graduation though” my mom said and laughed, in which nobara and i started laughing as well

“okay then, i don’t want to hold you two too much longer. I’ll be in the kitchen if you need me” my mom said

“okay mom!” i said as i started walking towards my bedroom with nobara

after a few hours of planning and looking at different places to pick up the party supplies we finally finished everything

“okay so on thursday we’ll go to party city and pick up all the decorations. friday is graduation and then saturday morning we’ll go pick up the food items, drinks, and the 3 different cakes. then we’ll start setting up at 6pm and the party will start at 8pm” nobara said, reading the notes we made on her phone

“yep, sounds good to me. I’ll send out the invitation to the seniors group chat so that way we can just invite all the seniors at one time” i told her as i started making the digital flyer on my phone

“okay cool. I’m gonna get going then, ino’s almost here to pick me up” she said to me as she started grabbing her things

“aw my favorite couple” i said making kissing noises

“shut up” she said, playfully pushing me while laughing

“okay girl, i’ll see you tomorrow” she said as she walked over to my door

“okay, you don’t want me to walk you out?”

“nah i’ll be okay, later!”

after nobara left i ate dinner, got in the shower, brushed my teeth, did my face care routine and then laid down in my bed. I got on my phone and was scrolling on instagram until i got bored. I went to my messing app and clicked on yuta’s name

“still no response huh?” i said as i saw he still didn’t reply to my message from 1pm asking if we wanted to hang out with me, yuji, nobara, and megumi tomorrow. I looked at the time on my phone and saw that it read 10:23pm. I sighed and closed out the app. bored with nothing else to do, i decided to just go to sleep. i got up to turn my light off, as i walked back to my bed my phone suddenly started ringing which scared the living shit out of me. i picked up my phone and saw that satoru was calling me

“hello?” i said, confusion laced in my voice. i waited for satoru to say something but the line was silent

“toru? are you okay?” i asked, my heart starting to beat faster wondering what was going on

“y/n” was all he said. his voice sounded really low and deep

“yes?” i asked him

“i just wanted to hear your voice. i needed a friend to talk to and suguru is sleeping over at yuki’s tonight dorm tonight” he said. i could hear the muffled sound of blankets, i’m guessing he just laid down on his bed or turned to his side

“okay… is everything alright?” i asked him again

“yeah i’m fine silly girl. just bored and lonely” he said to me. riko immediately popped up in my head

“how are you lonely when you have a girlfriend?” i asked him, with a slight laugh

“what are you doing up so late?” he asked, completely ignoring my question

“nobara left about an hour ago so i was just up doing nothing” i told him as i laid down in my bed, staring up at my ceiling

“oh okay… I know your graduation is this week, are you excited?” he asked me

“yeah, just excited to finally be done with highschool” i told him with a dramatic sigh. he started laughing which made me smile hearing his laugh

“i wish you, shoko, and suguru could come to my graduation. won’t your college be on summer vacation by then?” i asked him

“yeah but suguru and i have to do a week of summer school, i don’t know about shoko though” he told me. i let out a dramatic cry

“damn, i wanted to see you all” i said as i turned onto my side, now looking out of my window

“i know, i wanted to see you too” satoru said. i was about to ask him a question when i heard him yawn

“are you tired toru? go to sleep if you’re sleepy” i said to him

“i just had a long day, i want to sit on the phone with you though” he told me. i felt my heart skip a beat

“why do you always do this to me?” i asked him, slightly frustrated at him for always making me so nervous and flustered, but more mad at myself for allowing it to happen

“do what?” he asked, confused

“sweet talk me. you always say nice things to me and get my hopes up. when you say stuff like that it makes me heart skip a beat” i said, nervously biting my bottom lip, regretting telling him. i heard satoru softly laugh before he spoke up

“you think that’s how i sweet talk people? if i would’ve said “i can’t wait to see you again so i can make you mine and keep you to myself” then i would have been sweet talking you” he said to me. i was stunned into silence. the example he used was probably no more than just an example…but my heart was beating so fast i didn’t know how to react

“see? that was so good you’re silent now” satoru said while laughing at me, snapping me out of my thoughts

“h-hey, stop messing with me. you’re so annoying” i told him playfully

“i wasn’t” he said

“you weren’t what?” i asked him. did he mean he wasn’t messing around?

“hey don’t you have a boyfriend?” he asked me. i was disappointed that he didn’t answer my previous question

“yeah… i think” i said, laughing a little

“what do you mean by i think?” satoru asked

“well, basically to make a long story short, he’s been acting really weird. barely responding to my texts, we don’t hang out or see each other outside of school anymore. He hangs out with my friend maki a lot though… i feel like something is going on but i can’t quite put my finger on it. I don’t want to accuse him of anything you know? but i’ve tried being a good girlfriend. we were doing good at first, we’ve been dating since junior year but after prom night he was acting weird and i don’t know why” i told satoru, ranting to him. i continued ranting and satoru quietly listened to me. once i was done ranting, he finally said something

“he’s cheating on you with the girl” was all he said

“y…you think so?” i asked him

“i know so… i’m a guy. the girl that he lost his virginity too is this maki girl. that’s why he didn’t want to answer when you all were playing the game… that’s probably what they were talking about before you walked outside the same night” satoru told me. i was quiet, tears slowly coming to my eyes before they slowly slid down my cheeks

“that makes a lot of sense actually…” i said to him, trying to cry without him noticing

“i’ve never cheated on him or anything like that. was i a bad girlfriend? is it my fault?” i asked more to myself than to satoru

“hey hey hey don’t cry y/n!” satoru said, his voice sounding slightly panicked

“i could be wrong you know. he could have a perfectly good reason why he’s been acting that way. don’t take my word for it, that was just my opinion” he told me, trying to make me feel better

“i’m not crying” i said, wiping my tears

“y/n… i know you too well, i know you’re crying right now” he said softly

“no i’m not” i said, lying to him still

“okay, answer my facetime call then” he said before he hung up. seconds later i received a facetime call from satoru. i frantically wiped any traces of tears off my face as i sat up in my bed and answered the call

“what took you so long to answer huh? i bet you were wiping the tears off of your face” he said while laughing. i grabbed my led lights remote and turned on my white lights so satoru could see me instead of me sitting in the dark

“shut up” i told him as i placed my remote back down and laid back down in my bed. satoru just smiled at me

“you’re too pretty to be crying over a boy y/n” he told me as he rolled onto his back while holding his phone up enough for me to still see his face. my heart was racing, he was acting a little different tonight

“yeah? well i cried over you too before remember?” i said while laughing

“don’t remind me, i felt horrible” satoru said as i laughed harder at his reaction. we ended up talking on the phone until two in the morning before we fell asleep on facetime. when i woke up and checked my phone is was almost twelve in the afternoon and my phone was on 2%

“shit, i forgot to set an alarm” i said to myself as i quickly put my phone on the charger. I was suppose to meet up with nobara, yuji and megumi at one so i needed to get up and start getting ready now. i opened my messages app to text them in our group chat and let them know that i just woke up and was going to start getting ready. before i clicked on the group chat icon, i saw that i had a message from satoru. i immediately clicked on it and read what it said

‘my phone died while we were sleeping last night, thanks for keeping me company though’ he ended the message with two white hearts. i had a huge smile on my face as i texted him back. after i sent my message to satoru i went to the group chat and sent them a message. i then went to mine and yuta’s messages and saw that he read my message but didn’t respond. i rolled my eyes and closed my phone to start getting ready

—————— skip to graduation day—————

“omg we’re really about to graduate!” nobara said as she excitedly shook me back and forth

“i know i know i can’t believe it!!” i said as i shook her back. all of the seniors were in the back of the graduation stadium lining up to walk across the stage. nobara was in front of me and in front of her was ino, yuji, megumi and then more students in front of him. behind me was yuta, maki, momo, mai, miwa, kokichi, inumaki, and the rest of the graduating class. i turned around to look at yuta who was already looking at me

“are you excited to graduate?!” i asked him, a big smile of my face

“yeah” he said with a small smile. i was too happy and excited about graduating that i didn’t realize how dry his response actually was. we began to hear cheering and clapping, i glanced at my phone and saw that it was 7:00pm, which means the graduation ceremony started. we walked out of the back room in our lines and made it to our assigned seats. the graduation stadium was full of families cheering. i looked up in the stands for my mom and dad but there was so many people there that i couldn’t find them. i could slightly hear someone yelling my name so i knew they were here, and that’s all that mattered to me.

after the ceremony all of the freshly graduated students walked out to the front of the building to meet up with their families and friends to take pictures and get ready to go home. i was separated from nobara as she went with ino to go find their families, i walked by myself to the front and looked around for my mom and dad. after weaving through tons of parents, friends, siblings, cousins, aunties, uncles, grandparents, and students who were outside hugging their families and taking pictures, i finally saw my mom and dad looking around waiting for me with a sign in their hand. i started running up to them and once they saw me coming they started waving their “my daughter just graduated” signs in the air and cheering for me. i ran up to them and gave both of them a hug

“congratulations baby!” my dad said as he gave me a kiss on my forehead. he then placed 3 money lei’s around my neck

“i’m so proud of you honey!” my mom said as she placed another money lei around my neck. i started tearing up, being so thankful for having such amazing parents

“thank you both so much! and four money lei’s? how much money is each of these?” i asked while laughing

“nothing too much, i only folded one thousand dollars” my mom said, proud of her money folding and decorating skills

“oh okay so like $250 on each money lei?” i asked

“no silly, one thousand dollars on each money lei” she said while laughing

“WHAT?!” i yelled

“i wanted to give you more but your mom said that if we gave you too much you right run away with the money and never come back” my dad said while laughing

“don’t worry dad, 4 thousand is more than enough, thank you” i said. my parents would always give me money but i seriously wasn’t expecting four thousand dollars from them today

“okay, let me get my phone out so we can take some pictures” my mom said as she pulled her phone out. my dad pulled his out too and started recording

“dad why are you recording? i thought we were taking pict-“

“guess who?” i was cut off by my eyes being covered by two large hands. i immediately started jumping up and down from excitement

“suguru you made it!!” i screamed and turned around, throwing myself at my big brother and giving him a big hug

“congratulations baby sis, i’m so proud of you!” suguru said as he hugged me back. i started crying into his chest

“don’t cry too much or you’ll ruin your makeup!” i heard another voice say, i let go of suguru and saw shoko standing next to him

“shoookoooooo!” i said as i gave her a big hug as well

“i missed you two so much” i said to her as she hugged me back

“hey what about me?” my heart dropped, no way… i must be dreaming. i slowly let go of shoko and turned to my left, i saw satoru standing there with a huge bouquet of flowers. i immediately ran over to him and gave him a hug, he wrapped his arm that wasn’t holding the bouquet around my waist

“congrats on graduating!” he said to me

“thank you toru” i said, still hugging him. i can’t believe they were all here, it’s been a year since i last saw them

“hey, my hug wasn’t that long!” i heard suguru said. we all laughed at him as i finally let satoru go

“i thought you said you guys couldn’t come because of summer school?” i asked satoru

“i lied to surprise you. we watched you walk across the stage too, but i don’t think you saw us in the stands” he said as he wiped the tears off of my face

“did you guys know?” i asked my parents as i turned and faced them

“of course! suguru called us two months ago telling us he was going to be here for your graduation” my mom said. now i understood why my dad started recording

“did you really think i’d miss my baby sisters graduation?” suguru said and laughed

“oh yeah and this is for you, i made it myself!” he added as he took a money lei off of his neck and put it around mine

“it’s one thousand dollars, mom said they gave you some as well” he told me. i was so excited to see them, i didn’t even realize they were holding stuff, except for satoru

“thank you!” i said to him

“and here’s mine! i saw you post on instagram about wanting this brand” shoko said as she handed me a gift bag that had graduation balloons tied around it

“you can open it when you get home” she said and smiled

“thank you sho” i said to her, my cheeks hurting from how much i’ve been smiling

“and finally, here’s my gift” satoru said, i turned and faced him as he gave me the huge bouquet of flowers, i looked closer at them wanting to smell them only to realize that they weren’t flowers, but 100 dollar bills rolled to look like roses

“toru-“

“it’s also a thousand, i don’t wanna hear any butts or ands” he said, cutting me off while laughing

“i also got you this” he said as he took out a little box, he opened it up and it had a beautiful gold necklace in it. i heard my mom gasp while i stood there, tears threatening to fall again as i watched him take the necklace out of the box and show it to me up close, in the middle of the necklace was a single diamond

“turn around” he ordered me, i immediately turned around and felt him move my hair out of the way and put the necklace on me

“i got you this one because i feel like the other necklace i got you for your birthday has too many bad memories attached to it” he laughed as i turned back around and hugged him

“thank you so much toru! i love you” i said to him, the last part slipping out

“you’re welcome, i love you too” he said, hugging me again

“how touching, you’re stealing my sister from me” suguru said sarcastically

“you totally just showed me up with your gifts” shoko said. i laughed at both of them

“i appreciate all of the gifts you all got me, thank you so much. this is the best day of my life!” i said to them and my parents as they all laughed at me

“i still have the necklace you gave me toru, i just don’t wear it much because of yuta” i told him

“it’s okay, now you have a new one” he said and smiled

“okay, let’s all take some pictures before we go to dinner!” my dad said

“dinner?” i asked

“yeah, your graduation dinner” my mom said

i took some pictures with my parents, shoko, suguru, and satoru. some group photos and some separate photos

“y/n! we have to take pictures together!” i heard someone yell to me, i turned around and saw nobara running up to me with our group of friends and their families closely behind her

“it took us forever to find you!” she said as she reached me and gave me a hug

“sorry, i was so caught up in seeing everyone” i told her. the rest of our friends had met up with us. i turned to greet the huge group of family and friends that came with them, i then turned and introduced everyone

“this is my mom and dad, and this is my other best friend shoko, my big brother suguru and this is satoru” i said to my friends, i then turned and introduced my friends

“you’ve all met some of them already but these are my friends, this is miwa, momo, inumaki, ino, kokichi, mai, maki, and then my boyfriend yuta” i said, leaving megumi, yuji and nobara out of the introduction’s since they already knew them

“nice to meet you all, thanks for being friends with my little sister ” suguru said as he smiled at everyone. shoko, satoru and my parents all waved at them with smiles on their faces. my friends families approached my friends as they wanted to start taking pictures of all of us together, yuta’s parents walked over to my parents as they began to catch up and talk to each other. i saw satoru and suguru exchange a quick look between each other before they both approached yuta, who i was still standing by

“so… you’re the boy who’s dating my sister” suguru said as he looked yuta up and down. yuta started to look a little nervous

“y-yeah that’s me” yuta stuttered

“don’t mess with him suguru! he’s nice to me” i said, not wanting suguru to embarrass yuta

“nice to you huh?… i just want to meet the boy who my sister is dating, he is your first boyfriend after all” suguru continued

“and this is maki?” satoru spoke up. satoru and i made quick eye contact before he looked back at a flustered maki who was still standing by yuta, her parents speaking to inumaki’s parents

“nice to meet you” she said as she nervously stuck her hand out to shake satoru’s hand. satoru didn’t shake her hand though, he only muttered a quick ‘hi’ before his attention was back on yuta

“i’m going to be completely honest with you right now” satoru started as he took off his sunglasses, now staring yuta directly in his eyes

“i don’t like you” he said

“neither do i” suguru said. i felt like my blood pressure was going up by the second. satoru pulled me gently by the arm so i was standing next to him instead of yuta

“not responding to y/n for hours” satoru said

“being super dry” suguru continued

“ not making any time for her” satoru said

“ignoring her” suguru said

“ and the icing on the cake… spending more time flirting, gigging, seeing, and talking to little miss maki right here” satoru said. i knew satoru was going to eventually tell suguru but i didn’t think they would be so angry about it

“i- i can explain-“

“save it” suguru said, cutting yuta off

“because it’s my precious baby sister’s graduation today i’m going to let you slide. but we’ll have our time to talk” suguru said to a now very nervous yuta. suguru and satoru both turned to me and put smiles on their faces, as if they didn’t just threaten my boyfriend

“let’s go take these pictures!” suguru said as he turned me around and put his arm around my neck, satoru walking with us on my other side

“hello nice to meet you..again. i’m mai and this is my dear friend momo” mai said as she and momo came up to the three of us

“hello!” both satoru and my brother said

“do both you have girlfriends?” mai asked them. they both laughed as i ran my hand over my face, laughing at how straightforward she was being

“yes i have a girlfriend” suguru said

“nooooo” momo said

“what about you?” mai excitedly asked satoru

“mai..” i said in a warning tone

“kidding, i’m kidding” she said as she laughed, i laughed with her before all the parents started calling us as they had all of their camera’s ready to start taking pictures

after we all finished taking millions of photos, my friends and i all said goodbye to each other and went our separate ways

“okay so let’s get to the place for dinner! did you all drive here together?” my mom asked as we started walking towards the parking lot

“no we all drove our own cars” suguru told her

“oh okay, shoko were you coming with us to dinner?” my mom asked shoko

“i can’t i’m so sorry! today is also my cousin’s graduation and my family is having a bbq tonight” she told my mom

“aww man, i wanted you to come but it’s okay honey i understand!” my mom said as she gave shoko a hug

“are you coming to my party tomorrow?” i asked her

“of course girl” she said as she gave me a hug. she said goodbye to my dad, suguru and satoru and left to her car

“yuki’s still coming to dinner right suguru?” my dad asked him

“yeah her mom is dropping her off now. her little brother’s graduation finished up about an hour ago” he said. just then we saw a car pull up and yuki hopped out of the passenger’s side and ran over to us

“hi y/n! congratulations on your graduation! everyone is graduating today” she said and laughed as she gave me a hug and a gift

“thank you yuki! i missed you” i said as i hugged her back

“i missed you too sweetheart” she said

“great everyone is here! yuki you didn’t drive your car?” my mom asked

“no, suguru told me i can just ride with him when we left from my dorm” she said as she walked over and gave my parents a hug

“okay well then, suguru and satoru can just follow us to the restaurant” my dad said. satoru and suguru said okay and i started walking towards my parents car

“nah, you’re riding with me” satoru said as he grabbed my wrist. suguru and yuki were already getting in suguru’s car and my parents didn’t even turn around when satoru stopped me

“okay” i said and walked with satoru to his car. he took all my gifts and opened the door for me

“thank you” i said, suddenly feeling a little shy as i got into his car. he put my gifts on the back seat of his very expensive car and got in the drivers side and started the car. he pulled off and drove until he was behind suguru’s car, in which suguru was behind my parents car as they started to pull out of the parking lot

“you can connect your phone and play some music” satoru told me. i happily took out my phone and connected it to his bluetooth, turning on my favorite song. i turned down some so i could talk to satoru

“so… what did you think of yuta?” i said as i looked forward, watching the road with satoru

“i don’t like him” satoru said , keeping his response short

“really?” i asked, still not seeing why he doesn’t like him

“yes really. you’re too beautiful to be wasting your time on someone who won’t spend any time with you or even respond to your text messages. y/n he literally hangs out with another girl more than he hangs out with you… break up with him” satoru said as he glanced at me before looking back to the road

“yeah.. you’re right. i love him though” i said to satoru, turning my head to look at him while he drove the car. he looked so good in his white button up shirt and his black pants. his hair was shiny and his glasses sat right at the tip of his nose. he smelled so good and his lips looked so juicy. i mentally slapped myself, feeling ashamed looking at satoru like this when we’re literally in the middle of talking about my boyfriend. satoru stopped at a red light and turned to look at me

“you love him?” he asked me. my heart skipped. the atmosphere in the car suddenly changing

“y-yes i-“

“are you in love with him? or do you love having him around?” satoru asked me, cutting me off. i couldn’t give him an answer though. his question was similar to what nobara was saying the night of the sleep over

“he’s not a good boyfriend y/n” satoru said as he faced the road again, the light now green

“he was at first” i told him

“how so?” he asked

“when you left me heartbroken and alone, he helped me get over my depression and heart break” i said to him, hoping the conversation didn’t get depressing because of me bringing up satoru rejecting me

“he saw an opportunity and took it” satoru said, thankfully not changing the mood into a depressing one

“what? how?” i asked, my attention fully on satoru

“you were sad and gullible. he most likely had a crush on you or some type of attraction towards you. when he found out that i rejected you and then moved away for college he jumped at the opportunity to make you his and it worked” satoru explained. i listened to his words, happy to be getting a male’s perspective on the situation

“i’m not saying that he didn’t or doesn’t love you, but he definitely took advantage of you” satoru said. i nodded my head, seeing exactly how that could have happened. satoru is definitely right

“but enough about him. you look beautiful tonight, even with a little bit of your makeup smeared from all that crying” satoru said as he laughed

“that’s because i was overwhelmed with happiness” i told him, smiling at him calling me beautiful

“you’ve been complimenting me a lot lately” i told satoru, my smile getting bigger

“if your wack ass boyfriend won’t do it then i have to” he said and laughed

“hey toru… why didn’t riko come with you guys?” i asked him, wondering why he hasn’t brought up riko once since i’ve seen him. he stayed silent for a few seconds before he answered

“because she’s not my girlfriend anymore” he simply said

“what??! why not?” i asked, but i couldn’t help the small smirk that came to my lips after hearing that they broke up

“because she cheated on me, i never found out with who though. i broke up with her like 6 months ago” he said

“she… cheated on you?! when i catch her i’m beating her ass. why would she cheat on you? you’re so kind and sweet… not to mention how attractive you are! i’ve never met a more attractive guy in my life. i don’t understand why she would cheat on you” i said, pissed off that she cheated on satoru. did she even realize how lucky she was to be with him? i heard satoru start to laugh

“you’re so cute when you’re mad” satoru said as he turned into the parking lot of the restaurant, still behind suguru’s car

“maybe it’s because we were both busy with school. a little after we starting dating i realized we didn’t have as much in common as i originally thought” he told me as he pulled into a parking spot. before i could say anything else satoru spoke up again

“ready to go eat?” he said with a smile, i figured he didn’t want to speak about the topic anymore so i didn’t ask anymore questions

———————

after the very delicious dinner we all walked back to the parking lot

“satoru you’re staying at our house right?” my dad asked

“if that’s fine with you” satoru said and smiled at my dad

“of course! we had the guest room prepared just for you!” my mom said excitedly as my dad laughed

“okay i’ll be there then!” satoru said and laughed with my dad

“great! well your father and i are going to the airport now, we’ll see you in a few days sweetie” my mom said as she pulled me into a hug

“have fun at your party, i feel much better knowing your brother and satoru will be there” my dad said as he gave me a hug as well

“i will, love you guys! thank you for everything” i said to them. they said their goodbyes to everyone else and got back in their car

“i’m going to go back with yuki to her parents house for a few hours to spend time with her family since they’re also celebrating a graduation today. y/n you have your house key right?” suguru said

“yeah” i told him. he nodded and pulled me into a hug

“okay then, i’ll most likely be back home tomorrow morning. i’m sure we’re gonna be drinking tonight so i might sleep over at yuki’s house” he said as he broke the hug

“take care of my sister satoru” suguru said as he dabbed up satoru. i gave yuki and hug and said bye to her as suguru opened the door for her as they got into his car. satoru and i left shortly after

once we got to the house all the maids had already left for the night. i turned on the living room lights and took my heels off, holding all my graduation gifts in one hand. satoru came in after me, locking the front door and taking his shoes off

“damn, it’s been so long since i’ve been here” he said, carrying his small suitcase with him

“how long are you staying here for?” i asked him as i started walking upstairs to my room, satoru following me

“only a few days” he said

“why not longer? a few days isn’t enough time” i said to him as i reached my room door

“you want me to stay longer?” he asked me as he stood at my door, leaning his tall body against my door frame

“of course i do” i said as i sat my gifts down and looked at him as i sat down on my bed

“hmmmm….you can drive with me back to my apartment and i’ll grab more clothes and stuff to stay here longer” he told me. i jumped up and ran to give him a hug

“yayyy! yes i’ll definitely come with you! can we ride by your college? i’ve never seen it” i said. satoru laughed at my excitement

“you could’ve came to visit me, it’s only an hour and a half drive from here” he said

“yeah but you never came to visit me either” i said

“fair” he said and threw his hands up in defeat

“so what do you want to do tonight? i have edibles” he asked me as he opened his suitcase, pulling a bag of edibles out

“really? let’s take some” i said excitedly

“look at how excited you are over some edibles” satoru laughed as he opened the bag and gave me one before eating one himself

“thank you!” i told him

“you’re welcome. i’m going to go put my stuff in the guest room and hop in the shower really quick” satoru said to me as he placed the bag of edibles on my bed

“i’ll keep these out just in case we end up wanting to take more” satoru said

“okay, i’ll hop in the shower too then” i told him. he nodded and walked away to the guest bedroom. i walked over to my bathroom and turned on the shower water before taking off my make up so i could use my face cleaners in the shower

——— ——

after my shower i put lotion and my pjs on. i grabbed my phone before i turned off my room light and walked downstairs to see satoru in his pjs sitting on the couch on his phone. he looked up at me once he heard me coming down the stairs

“damn, girls take forever to shower” he said while laughing. i walked over to him with a smile on my face, his hair was damp and he didn’t have his glasses on so his beautiful blue eyes were staring right at me

“put those blue lights away, i can’t focus while looking at your bright ass eyes” i said, teasing him

“oh wow, i can’t believe you took it there” satoru said, acting hurt as he put his hand over his heart before we both bursted out laughing. after we stopped laughing satoru suggested that we play just dance. i started up the wii and we played just dance for an hour before we were tired and hungry again

“i think the edible is making me hungry” satoru said as he took his phone out

“what do you want to eat? i’ll order whatever you want” satoru said as he looked at me

“ummm, lets just get pizza and drinks” i told him

“oh! and some ice cream too please?” i asked him

“okay” he said as he went on uber eats and started ordering the food. while he was ordering the food i got a text on my phone. i looked and saw yuta had texted me. i unlocked my phone and saw he had sent me a long message with 2 photos and a video attached to it. i immediately began reading the message

‘hey y/n, i’m just texting to tell you that i’m breaking up with you. i’ve been wanting to break up with you for a while now but i felt bad because of how miserable you were. you texting me multiple times a day and always trying to hang out became overwhelming. that night when we played truth or dare i was going to tell you the truth about maki and i. she’s actually my ex girlfriend, we broke up because we had grown apart and a little after we broke up i had found you. you were cute and also going through a heart break so in order to get my mind off of maki i decided to try and date you. maki and i ended up meeting a few weeks after we started dating and had sex. i’ve been having sex with maki at least twice a week since then, we were each other’s first times so our bond is extremely strong. i asked you if you still had feeling for gojo because i wanted to make myself feel better about cheating on you knowing you still had slight feelings for another guy, so i continued acting like i loved you. i wanted to tell you this in person but your brother and that gojo guy scares the living shit out of me, so over text it is. i would appreciate it if you didn’t contact me again after this, or maki as we’re back together again. i’ll block you after this message sends. goodbye’

my face was full of tears after i finished reading the message. i then clicked on the pictures and video he had sent. in the first photo, him and maki were in bed together as he laid in between her legs. their clothes were off and it looked like he was in the middle of giving maki head. the second photo was a picture of maki giving yuta head. by this point i was on the verge of hyperventilating, but i still forced myself to watch the video…. the video was a sex tape of maki and yuta. the phone was propped up on something so i had a full body view of them both having sex. to make matters worst the sound was on, so i could hear both of them moaning. satoru turned to look at me, confused and wondering what i was watching. before he could ask any questions, he saw me crying and was in a state of panic

“y/n what happened? are you okay?” he asked. i couldn’t answer him, instead i threw myself at him and cried in his arms. satoru, still confused, started rubbing my back trying to console me even without knowing what was going on

“you were right” i finally said through broken sobs once i calmed down enough to speak

“right about what?” he asked. i slowly sat back up, breaking the hug as i gave him my phone. he looked at it and i watched his face go from confusion, to shock, to anger within seconds. i then saw him tap the screen and swipe, so i assumed he was looking at the photos and the video now. i heard moaning coming from the phone before satoru got off the video and let out a frustrated sigh

“that fucking asshole. i knew i should have punched him in his fucking face when i saw him tonight. i knew it!” satoru said, completely furious now. i stayed silent as i watched satoru grab his phone and press a few things on the screen before he put the phone to his ear. after a few seconds i heard suguru’s voice on the other side of the phone saying hello

“suguru, you’ll never believe what y/n’s bitch ass ex boyfriend just did” satoru said as he stood up, pacing around the living room with his phone to his ear and my phone still in his other hand. satoru then explained in detail what yuta did, he even reread the breakup message he sent me to suguru over the phone. i couldn’t hear exactly what suguru was saying but from the tone of his voice, he sounded just as mad as satoru

“don’t worry about it i’ll take care of her tonight…. yeah…. okay i will. enjoy your night with yuki and her family……yeah we’ll figure it out tomorrow when you get here….okay” i watch satoru as he continued speaking to suguru on the phone. i got up and walked to the downstairs bathroom, splashing water on my face before looking at myself in the mirror. luckily i didn’t look too terrible. i was having such a fun night just for yuta to ruin it. as i stood in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror, i began to really think about what just happened. because of how strained our relationship has been the last couple of weeks, i’m not necessarily sad about the breakup as i was going to eventually breakup with him because of how the relationship was. i’m more upset over how he decided to break up with me… not only did one of my friends betray me, lie to me, and sleep with my boyfriend. but he cheated on me our entire relationship and then sent pictures and videos of it. i was hurt, i was annoyed, but most of all… i was angry. how could they do this to me? i’ve been nothing but kind and loyal to the both of them. I didn’t get close with maki until after yuta and i started dating, i never even knew they used to date. i tried to calm myself down by splashing more water on my face

“satoru is finally back out here after being away for so long. i’m not going to let them ruin our night” i said to myself. i took one last look at myself in the mirror before i walked out of the bathroom. once i made it back to the living room i saw that satoru was off of the phone with suguru. he was sitting back down on the couch and was taking pictures of my phone with his phone

“hey how are you feeling? you okay?” he asked me as he looked up at me

“i’m okay” i told him as i sat down next to him on the couch

“i’m taking pictures of his contact information and maki’s. me and suguru will be contacting them later, don’t you worry” he said as he tapped my head. i saw him take a picture of maki’s phone number before he handed me back my phone. i laughed at him before giving him another hug

“i’m not going to let them ruin our fun night” i said to him

“good! i ordered the food already, it should almost be here by now. should we find a movie to watch while we eat?” satoru asked

“yeah!, i’m going to eat another edible too, that whole situation ruined my high” i said as i stood up to go grab the bag off my bed

“can you grab me one too please?” he asked. i said yeah as i made my way upstairs. i grabbed the edibles off of my bed and popped one in my mouth. i then walked back downstairs and sat back down by satoru. he grabbed an edible and i took another one. after all that just happened i wanted to get fucked up and forget about it all

“okay how about this movie?” satoru asked as he landed on a funny movie. i said okay and he pressed play. right when the movie was starting the door bell rung. satoru paused the movie before he got up and grab everything from the uber eats person before thanking them and closing the door

“i gave them an $100 tip on the app, they must’ve been hella happy because they drove over here fast” satoru said as we laughed. i helped him bring everything to the coffee table in the middle of the living room

“i’m going to go put the ice cream in the freezer” i told him. he nodded okay and i walked to the kitchen. after i put the ice cream away i grabbed two glasses for us to drink out of. i dimmed the lights so we could watch the movie but still see our food. i sat down on the couch and we began eating our food while the movie started playing. after 30 minutes of watching the movie i began to feel dizzy. almost like i didn’t have any control of my body. everything around me seemed different and i knew the edible had kicked in. i started laughing at nothing in particular, just laughing uncontrollably. satoru turned to look at me and started smiling

“y/n… you’re high as hell right now. your eyes are super low” he said and started laughing

“so are you.. your eyes are super red” i told him and laughed again

“yeah but i’m not as high as you, i have a higher tolerance” satoru said

“i’m craving something sweet. you want your ice cream?” satoru asked as he stood up. i nodded and he went to get our ice cream. we ate our entire thing of ice cream in 20 minutes

“toru im boredddd” i said, no longer wanting to watch the movie

“me too, what should we do?” he asked

“let’s play hide and seek in the dark!” i said excitedly while laughing

“okay, i’ll count first. you hide” satoru said. i jumped up off the couch and began turning off any remaining lights in the house. satoru turned the tv off and started counting with his eyes closed. the only light we had was the moon light that came in from the windows. i tried to run up stairs but it was hard because of how high i was. by time i finally reached the top step i heard satoru say 29

‘…30, ready or not here i come!” he said as he immediately started coming upstairs. i bursted into my room and hid under the covers on my bed

“you can’t play hide and seek when you’re high y/n, you’re way too loud” i heard satoru say as he laughed. he was standing right in front of my bed

“no fair! you cheated” i said. satoru laid down next to me, trapping me underneath the covers

“why would i cheat?” he said. i wiggled free from underneath the blankets. i turned on my led lights with my remote and then turned to look at him

“because you know that i would’ve beaten you” i said as i looked back at my remote, turning my led’s to the color pink

“nah, i’d win” he said before laughing again

“i want a rematch” i whined. satoru was about to answer but his phone started to ring. he pulled it out of his pocket before he answered the phone

“yeah she’s okay now…she’s right here…okay” satoru said before he handed the phone to me. i took it

“hello?” i said

“you feeling okay?” suguru asked me

“yes i’m fine” i told him

“okay, i was just checking up on you. don’t worry, i’ll beat yuta’s ass for you” suguru said. i laughed at him before telling him to hang up because me and satoru were playing a game. we said our love you’s before we hung up

“are you really okay though?” satoru asked me. i handed him back his phone as he stared at me. he was still laying down on my bed, looking up at me as i was sitting up

“yeah” i said

“he didn’t deserve you y/n. you’re a good girl, you deserve someone who’s going to take care of you and love you unconditionally” satoru said as he sat up, not breaking eye contact with me. i wanted to say something but my words were stuck in my throat. i don’t know if it was because of satoru or the weed, but my body started to feel tingly

“someone who will protect you, and cater to your every need. be there to wipe the tears off of your pretty face” satoru continued as he gently touched my cheek with the palm of his hand

“toru…”

“someone who will make love to you. send you cute little texts throughout the day. bring you treats just to see you smile. take you out on dates” he said as he used his other hand to touch my other cheek. i watched as his face was now inches away from mine. i felt like my heart had completely stopped beating

“and the only man who can do that for you is me” he said before he gently kissed me. i was so shocked that for the first 2 seconds of the kiss i was completely still. after i got over the initial shock i kissed him back. after a few seconds, he pulled back. we stared at each other for a minute while we caught our breaths before i leaned forwards and kissed him again, in which he immediately kissed me back. this time satoru put his tongue in my mouth. the feeling of his tongue against my tongue made me moan. i put both of my hands in satoru’s hair and he gently laid me on my back, my head now resting on my pillow. satoru broke the kiss and looked at me for a second before he started kissing me neck. i moaned again, a little louder this time. my hands still in his hair. i’ve never experienced this feeling before in my life. i could feel satoru’s dick against my leg. i moved down slightly so that it was touching right where i wanted him. i started grinding myself against him and closed my eyes at how good it felt.

“f-fuck, you’re killing me y/n” satoru said as he stopped kissing and sucking my neck and looked at me. the eye contacting we were holding was enough to make me cum right then and there. satoru put both of his hands on my hips to keep them firmly in place. he then started to slowly grind himself against my pussy as i wrapped my legs around his waist. i was so thankful that we both had thin pjs on. my eyes rolled to the back of my head

“oh my go- toru don’t stop… yes” i moaned, now gripping his hand that was pinning my hips down against the bed

“fuckkk… you look so sexy right now” satoru said as he looked down at me. i could feel his dick getting harder and harder by the second

“toru… please fuck me” i said between moans. satoru groaned at my words before he bent back down, kissing me again. his hips kept grinding against me, his pace quickening

“please…please..please toru please” i said, begging him to fuck me. i reached in-between our bodies until i felt the waistband of satoru’s pants. i was about to put my hand inside of his pants before satoru grabbed my hand, stopping my movements. he stopped moving against me and just looked at me for a few seconds, catching his breath

“are you a virgin?” he asked me

“n-no” i said, avoiding eye contact because of the embarrassment of still being a virgin

“don’t lie to me y/n” satoru said

“yes…” i answered, still not making eye contact

“y/n…. i can’t have sex with you” satoru said as he sat full up, i sat up after him

“why not? it it because i’m a virgin? i can take it i promise” i told him. he laughed at me before speaking

“you being a virgin is a small reason why, but not the main reason” he said

“then why?” i asked him

“i don’t want to upset suguru. he would kill me. plus you’re high right now… how do i know that this is what you actually want and it’s not just the weed making you feel this way?, how do i know you actually want me to be your first time?” he said as he laid down on the other side of my pillow

“what?! how would suguru even find out? i won’t tell him” i said as i turned to look at him

“i already left a hickey on your neck. i wasn’t thinking, i got too caught up in the moment” satoru said as he pointed to the hickey on my neck

“i don’t care what he says. i’m 18 now i can do whatever i want!” i said, slightly frustrated that satoru was making it seem like i can’t do anything with my brother’s permission

“y/n…”

“i want you satoru. i’ve never wanted someone so much before in my entire life… it’s always been you. i want you to want me too” i said to him. he was silent for a little bit before he grabbed me by my arm and had me lay down on his chest

“trust me y/n, i want you. i just want to wait for the right moment to take you…because once i fuck you, you’re mine forever” he said. i looked up at him, heart fluttering at his words

“ your boyfriend just broke up with you.. i don’t want you acting rashly. you’re also a virgin so i feel like you might be in a rush to lose your virginity… an 18 year old virgin.. i can’t believe it” satoru said, teasing me. i lightly slapped him on the chest

“not funny” i said. he laughed and grabbed my face before he pulled me into a passionate kiss

“this isn’t fair. you got me all worked up and horny just for you not to fuck me” i told him

“did that yuta guy ever make you cum?” satoru asked me. i shook my head no

“no, we never did anything sexual… he was too busy fucking maki and eating her out” i said and rolled my eyes

“so… you’ve really never gotten head before?” satoru asked

“no. never” i told him honestly. the look in his eyes changed

“lay down” he told me. i opened my mouth to ask why before he cut me off

“now. and take your pants off” he said. i immediately did what he said, feeling excited. i watched satoru get on his knees and then open my legs. i immediately covered my pussy with my hands, feeling extremely shy even though my panties were still on. satoru started laughing

“don’t be shy now” he teased. he slowly removed my hands

“relax baby, i’m going to take good care of you” he said as he slowly pulled my panties down. my embarrassment started to slowly dissipate as i got more horny looking at him

“you’re this wet after a little bit of dry humping?” he asked while laughing

“shut up toru” i said, a smile on my face. satoru took my panties all the way off, throwing them on the floor with my pants before he looked me in the eyes

“are you sure?” he asked me, any hints of joking completely gone

“positive toru” i said as i smiled at him. he smiled back at me and laid down on his stomach. he slowly ran his finger in between my folds before he stopped at my clit. he started rubbing slow circles on my clit. i bit my lip so i wouldn’t be too loud. i started breathing harder as my heart starting racing faster

“i wanna hear your pretty moans baby” he said. before i could respond to him i felt his warm tongue lick up my pussy. he ran his tongue back down before going up again, this time stop at my clit and circling it with his tongue. his lips then latched onto my clit and he began sucking on it. my hands immediately went to his hair as i started tugging on it. i sat up some to watch him, moaning flying out of my mouth every second. satoru looked up at me and kept suck on my clit without breaking eye contact with me

“toru… you look so fucking good… don’t stop baby” i said, moaning his name. he moaned, clearly turned on by my moans. the vibration from his voice made my body jump in shock and pleasure. he used his left hand to grab my thigh to keep my legs apart as his right hand came up and started massaging my other thigh. satoru stopped sucking on my clit and sat up on his knees again, his face was glistening with my wetness mixed in with his spit. i was about to ask him why he stopped before an entirely new sensation ripped through my body. satoru put one of his fingers inside of me

“t-toru” i said, out of breath

“let me know if you want me to stop or if it’s too much for you okay?” he said as he looked at me, i nodded my head and felt him start to move his finger in and out of me. satoru never took his eyes off of me, he watched every reaction i had to this fingers. he then slowly entered another finger and then a third. my face was full of tears, it felt so good, my mind couldn’t catch up with the pleasure. i had my eyes screwed shut, moaning uncontrollably as i begged satoru not to stop. his pace began to pick up

“fuck… you’re so tight” satoru said while biting his lip. i felt him start to hump against my leg, feeling just how hard he was. i started to feel a weird feeling in my lower abdomen

“toru-“ i said but all the words were knocked out of my body as satoru had began sucking on my clit again as his finger’s continued pumping in and out of me

“satoru… satoru!! i’m going to cum” i yelled, my back arching off of the bed. after a few more seconds, i came. satoru kept fingering me and sucking on my clit until i was too sensitive to take anymore

“so how was it?… let me guess… spectacular?” satoru said as he looked at me, sitting back up with a big grin on his handsome face. i smiled

“more than that” i said as i pulled him on top of me by his shirt and kissed him. he kissed me back and we made out for a little bit. after he pulled away i yawned, now suddenly feeling very tired

“are you tired now?” satoru asked me

“a little” i told him, getting comfortable in bed

“put your pants back on before your brother walks in here tomorrow morning and sees you” he said as he laughed, standing up and grabbing my clothes off the floor before handing them to me. i lazily grabbed the clothes and began putting my panties back on without getting all the way out of bed. i saw satoru walk over towards the bedroom door

“where are you going?” i asked him, stopping my movements

“to double check that the front door is locked and then to my room” he said as he turned to look at me

“can’t you sleep in here tonight?” i asked him

“you want me to sleep in here?” he asked me. i quickly nodded my head and he smiled

“okay, let me go check the front door and then i’ll be back” he said before he disappeared into the hallway. i continued putting my panties on and then my pants before i got comfortable again in my bed and waited for satoru to come back. after a little bit longer, satoru walked through my door, closing it behind him

“sorry it took a little longer, i had to grab my charger from my suitcase” he said

“it’s okay” i said and smiled at him.

“i brought your phone from downstairs too” he said as he handed me my phone. i told him thank you as i turned and put it on the charger. i read the time and saw that it was 3:21am. i heard satoru plug his charger into the socket before putting his phone on the charger and then placing his phone down on the dresser on the other side of my bed. he then laid down next to me. i scooted over until my head was against his chest. i looked up at him as he looked down at me. i couldn’t believe satoru was laying in my bed right now

“goodnight toru”

“goodnight princess”

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WHEWWWWW this chapter was longgggg, it literally took me 6 straight hours to type out, i make up the chapters as i go so it takes a while. it’s probably gonna be a few days until i get the next chapter out. while i was typing this chapter i kinda felt like y/n’s aging was confusing. she turned 15 and was a sophomore but she graduated and is 18? so lets just act like all of that makes sense, since i didn’t realize my mistake until now lol. anyways i hope you all enjoyed this chapter, i’m not very good at writing smut scenes. please let me know if it was bad lmaooo, see y’all in the next chapter… byeeee

[niki-phoria]

I have a req for jungwon cuz i don’t think anyone has for a while now.

So an 8th member au and this is set after filming en-o’clock ep. 56 where they make chocolate tarts.

jungwon actually made his tart for you and he shyly gives it to you to make up for forgetting your first anniversary. u weren’t mad at him about it, but you forgave him anyway and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

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pairing: jungwon x 8th member!gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 601

includes: established relationship, lowkey a sickfic, the ending is weird i'm so sorry

a/n: thank you for requesting !! i hope you like it :)) feedback is appreciated <33

requests open !! read my rules first

you groan when a gentle hand rubbing against your shoulder forcefully pulls you out of your peaceful sleep. a few rays of sunlight have just begun to seep in through the windows. you wince as you sit up; nausea and dizziness greeting you. “y/n?” jungwon whispers. “are you okay?”

your only response comes in the form of a violent cough ripping through your lungs. jungwon reaches over, gently patting your back until the wave passes before he coaxes you to lay back down against the sheets. “it’s okay,” he whispers. he reaches up to press the back of his hand against your forehead before furrowing his eyebrows as he pulls away. “thank you,” you rasp out. 

jungwon leans down to press a kiss against your forehead before he slips away from your bed.  “just get some rest. i’ll talk to the hyungs.”

despite it being hours later by the time you wake up, it only feels like seconds. you’re awoken by your phone vibrating against your bedside table; begging for attention. you shift just enough to reach over and grab it before lifting it to your ear. “hello?”

“y/n,” jay’s voice comes through clearly from the other end. “how are you feeling?”

“i’ve been better,” you cough. “what’s going on? i thought you were filming all day today.”

“we are.” there’s a pause and a few seconds of scuffling before he speaks again. “do you think you can make it over here? jungwon keeps going on about how he wishes you were here.”

you chuckle before pulling your phone away just long enough to check the time. 12:54. “sure,” you say as you push yourself out of the covers. “i’ll be right there.”

the familiar buzz of the studio lights above greet you when you push the door open. you adjust the black mask on your face a little before walking over to stand behind the cameras. “y/n!” jungwon cheers. he gestures for you to join him behind the counter. “you’re here!”

“i’m here,” you chuckle. your throat feels scratchy when you speak and the lights illuminating the counter make your head ache but you ignore it in favor of standing beside jungwon. he wraps his arms around your waist, letting you lean your weight against him. 

jay reaches over to pat your shoulder as a form of greeting. “i’m glad you could make it,” he smiles. 

“me too,” you nod. 

jungwon reaches out, pulling a small plate towards you. “here! we made chocolate tarts.”

the tart has been freshly made and is decorated with large sprinkles. they line the tart in a circle, complete with a few larger pieces of chocolate in the center to form a heart. “wow,” you gasp. “you made this?”

you chuckle at jungwon’s prideful smile as he excitedly nods. “from scratch.”

his arm wraps around your waist, guiding you towards two chairs at the edge of the counter. the light slowly begins to dim down as a few staff members shut them off. “we’ll leave you two alone,” sunghoon passes you two forks before playfully winking as he leaves. 

you roll your eyes at the implication but accept the utensils nonetheless. “here,” jungwon whispers, shyly pushing the tart towards you. “a make up. for missing our anniversary.”

“i already told you, it’s okay,” you chuckle. jungwon reaches over, intertwining your fingers together. you lean over, pressing a sweet kiss against his cheek. “but… thank you. now come on. let’s eat.”

your fork slices through the chocolate easily. jungwon follows your lead, grabbing a bite himself. “cheers,” you whisper. 

“cheers,” jungwon chuckles.

[just-dreaming-marvel]

The Truth About Love ~ 21

THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE MASTERLIST

< previous chapter

Word Count: 1,249ish

Summary: You wake up to find yourself in Steve's apartment. You and Steve talk.

Notes: Sorry for the long wait! I realized I hadn't updated this in over a year! I've planned out the rest of the series so hopefully it will come out quickly!

When you woke up, you looked around your room. Though, you realized it really wasn’t your room. It looked similar to your room, it had your items in it, but there was something different about it. You pushed yourself up to lean against your headboard, groaning as pain shot through you. As if he was standing outside the door waiting for a sound from you, Steve burst through the room.

“Are you alright?” He asked, coming to your side. His hands hovering over you, not willing to touch you yet in fear of hurting you.

“Where—“ You paused, clearing your dry throat. “Where am I?”

Steve sighed, “I knew it wouldn’t take you long to figure it out, despite Natasha trying to make it look exactly alike. Bucky and you switched apartments.”

“Steve, that’s—”

“I know, I know. You hate when I make decisions for you, but it’s easier this way. It doesn’t have to be permanent, just until you’re healed. We’ll move you back as soon as you can take care of yourself completely.” Steve sighed. “I just want to take care of you, please allow me to do this.”

“Steve… I… This is a lot…”

“I know. I can get everyone back here to help move you back, if that’s what you really want.”

You were silent for a moment, thinking over everything. “There needs to be boundaries, if— if this is all going to work.”

Steve perked up. “Of course.”

“Like, I can shower myself.”

“You will put a robe on and I’ll help you get settled on the shower chair with your cast covered.”

“Fine, but you’re staying out of the bathroom, waiting. Same when I need to use the bathroom.”

“I’ll be outside the door in case you need me.”

“Wow, you really have thought this all through.”

“I will only do those things until we’re sure you no longer need my help.”

You nodded, trying to see if you were forgetting anything. “Oh, no! My classes!”

“Already taken care of. You’re allowed to finish the semester online.”

You gave Steve a light smile as you took one of his hands. “Why are you so ahead of me?”

“Well, you’ve needed time to rest and I’m not going to take that away from you.” He moved his hand so that he was better holding yours. He brought it up to his lips for a light kiss to your knuckles. “I love you.”

You don’t know if you’d ever get used to Steve telling you how much he cared. “I love you too.”

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Though you knew that Steve was just trying to take care of you, after day three, you really needed a few seconds alone. Like, actually alone, where he’s not waiting on the other side of the door or around a corner for you. Yes, moving around was hard with your leg in a cast, but it wasn’t impossible. You used crutches when you were feeling mostly good, but that had only been a few times. Most of the time, you were using the wheels of your wheelchair to get around yourself or Steve would push you.

Currently you were laying in your bed while Steve was doing something in the kitchen. After a few moments of mentally debating with yourself, you decided to use your crutches to go to the bathroom. You pushed yourself to the end of the bed and grabbed the crutches. Using the crutches for leverage, you stood up on your one okay leg. You were a bit wobbly but you continued on to the bathroom in the hallway. As you entered, one of your crutches slipped. You had no ability to balance yourself in your current state so you went falling onto the floor.

“Y/N?” Steve called as he rushed to the hallway. “Y/N!” His voice got louder and more concerned once he saw you. “Why didn’t you call for me?”

You whimpered, a few tears slipping out of your eyes. “I wanted to do something myself.”

“I’m going to lift you up and take you to the bed.”

“No. I’m sick of the bed. Please not the bed.”

“Alright. How does the couch sound?”

You nodded. “Great.”

Steve picked you up and carried you to the couch. He ran back to the room and grabbed some blankets and pillows. Bringing them over, Steve helped you get situated. 

“Steve?”

“Yes?”

“I still need to use the bathroom.”

He chuckled. “Do you want help?”

“Please.”

“As you wish, milady.”

~~~

After taking a small nap on the couch and having dinner, you and Steve decided to watch a movie. You were cuddled up to Steve the best that you could be, focused on the movie. Meanwhile, Steve’s mind was elsewhere. The movie was almost over when you finally took notice.

“Steve?” You called.

“Mhm?” He hummed, looking over at you.

“Are you alright?”

“Of course.”

“Have you paid attention to the movie at all?” Steve sighed. “What’s going on? Talk to me.”

“You left.”

“What?”

“The Gala, you left and I don’t exactly know why. I mean, I can assume but it’s not the truth… it’s not from you.”

You nodded along. “I was upset watching you with Peggy. I was jealous and insecure… Guess I still am… Tony wasn’t helping.”

“He never does.”

“Who is Peggy? Who was—is she to you?”

Steve sighed. “I met Peggy in London, when I was traveling the world after graduation. London was my first stop. I met her at an art exhibit. We continually met up after that, the relationship growing though we were never official. We kept in touch after I left to my other destinations. I ended up in London again and we met up. I extended my stay there because she asked me too. It went fine at first but then her career became more of her focus. She found out my relationship to Stark Industries and began bugging me for a job there. I told her that I would think about it and left for the next leg. Our relationship ended no long later. It was her idea but it didn’t end badly.”

“Did you… Did you love her?”

“No. At the time I maybe thought I did, but it was just a fantasy.” You nodded, taking a moment to let everything sink in. “Peggy cares more about her career. I’ve tried to leave that life behind. It’s not for me. I need a balanced life.”

“I get it… Thank you for telling me about her.”

“I’m sorry that I didn’t sooner. You deserved to know.”

“Can we promise each other something?”

“Anything.”

“We need to communicate more—communicate better. The both of us. Before we make decisions that could affect the other or when we have concerns and fears. Or even when we feel successful. We need to promise each other that we will work on that.”

“I can promise that.” He leaned in and kissed you softly. “I promise to communicate better.”

“I promise to communicate better as well. I love you.”

Steve smiled before kissing you again. “I love you more. Now, should we pick a different movie or go to bed?”

“Different movie. I don’t want to move from this spot anytime soon.”

“Alright. What about the cartoon The Little Mermaid? It’s like the best Disney princess movie ever.”

You laughed. “Whatever you want, Steve, just don’t make me laugh too much at your singing. I’m still not healed completely.”

“Can do.”

next chapter >

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Am I the asshole for snapping at my friend because I forgot her birthday

This happened a few days ago. We’ve (both turned 24f) been friends since college. My friend never remembers my birthday even when I give a heads up (I usually I mention it a few days in advance and a “tomorrow is my birthday”). She’ll only remember when I tell her or when another friend comes and says it. I don’t really do a lot in my birthday (I usually wait until a weekend when we can find time to do something cuz work is a bitch but sometimes we’ll just do a quick happy birthday and leave it at that). She doesn’t really do anything either other than to say happy birthday. As far as I know she has no memory problems.

I usually always remember her birthday and give her a call and a small present, usually a small box of chocolates. But last year I forgot because I had something that took a lot of my time that day. I didn’t remember until the late afternoon and sent her a quick apology and wished her a happy birthday which she gave a nice reaction to.

Come this year. Her birthday is on the weekend she’s throwing a small party for with a few friends, her parents, and her sisters. I show up and give wish her well and give her her present and she says “wow you remembered this year.” That put me off but I didn’t want to start the party by pushing it so I let it go.

We’re having a good time and hanging out but I notice my friends is a bit cold to me. She doesn’t talk to me directly and her actions felt a bit curt. I asked my other friends but they didn’t notice and I was beginning to think what she said earlier is just tainting how she acts to me right now. Later I see her by herself smoking in the back porch and I decide to go out and ask her. Since we’re outside and the music inside is loud I figured no one will hear us if it is something going on. We also try to be open with each other. So I ask her about what she said when I gave her the present.

She says her birthday means a lot to her and even though she said she was okay with me forgetting last year she realized it hurt her feelings more than she thought so it’s affecting her right now. I was mad because she’s acting like I didn’t say anything to her last year.

I told her I was sorry I hurt her feelings but I only forgot once while she has been forgetting mine for years (she completely forgot this year and didn’t even send a text). I also told her she never remembers anyone else’s birthdays unless they were around hers and she should learn to get over herself when a friend makes a small mistake because holding on to something as petty as that when it was only one time was really childish and bitchy.

I leave and our other friends don’t know why. I just tell them I needed to go home. I cooled down a bit later and apologized to the other friends at the party through a group chat without my friend and explained why I left. They sympathized with me but also said “that’s just how she is.” While I do plan to apologize to my friend too I also wanted to let her know that it wasn’t fair for her to be passive aggressive towards me when she herself doesn’t even do the bare minimum for what she wants. But at the same time it’s just a birthday and I feel like I’ll be a hypocrite for being so mad about it

Generally speaking, I don't mind pasting bits of info like this as long as they follow immediately and I don't have to dig through my queue to add them

What are these acronyms?

[dr-spencer-reids-queen]

Déjà Vu

Pairing: Jennifer Jareau x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~2.3k

Warnings: angst, stalking, being attacked, break in

Summary: Someone is stalking you. That much is evident, but you never thought they'd take it as far as to break into your home and make you understand that you're not the one in control here.

There's Beauty in Tragedy Masterlist

Square Filled: this is not. adrill for @badthingshappenbingo

Author’s Note: any and all comments are appreciated <3

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He’s parked outside Y/N’s expensive house but he’s managed to hack into her security cameras as easily as he does laundry. She’s inside her bedroom getting undressed for the night. Damn, she looks better than she did when he last saw her years ago. She pulls on the country-fair t-shirt her ex-girlfriend got for her in college. He remembers that night. Everyone in school went to that thing.

She climbs into bed and keeps her bedside lamp on for a source of light. There are so many things in her room that it makes him sick. She is so materialistic. She makes all this money and doesn’t do anything meaningful with it. She fills her house with trinkets and expensive things to make it look like she’s this glamorous person. She’s not. She’s putting up a facade.

He could go inside her house right now and take it all from her in an instant… if he wanted to, that is.

After a long and hard day at work, you’re ready to wind down and sleep easy knowing you’re about to see your girlfriend in two days. You grab your phone and FaceTime her so you can see her gorgeous face before bed. She answers from inside her hotel room with room service on the table. She’s on a case a few hours from where you are by plane.

“Hi, gorgeous,” you grin.

“Hey, I thought you’d be sleeping by now.”

“I couldn't go to bed without saying goodnight to you. I miss you.”

“I come home in two days,” she chuckles.

“I can’t wait that long. Maybe I’ll head to the airport and fly to you. Maybe I’ll surprise you in bed.”

“You’d cost me my job because we wouldn't leave it.”

“Tempting,” you smirk. “How was your day?”

“Long. It took us longer to build a profile of the unsub which resulting him killing two more women. We finally got it ready and gave it out. I’m hoping we have him tomorrow or else I’ll have to stay out here a little bit longer.”

“I just want you to stay safe even if that means you being away from me for a bit longer. You’ll get the bad guy. You always do.”

“My team does. I’m just the liaison.”

“That team would be nothing without you. You’re a vital part. Don’t forget that,” you wink.

“How was your day?”

“Productive. I had a meeting with a new client, someone I’ve never worked with before. No, I can’t tell you who it is but just know she’s A-list.”

“Wow, good for you.” JJ sees the slightly upset look on your face. “What’s wrong? Did something else happen today?”

“I got a call from Mark again. I didn’t think he’d be so bold to call. He called my assistant to set up a meeting with me, but I overheard her say his name. I told her never to make an appointment with him and to decline all of his calls.”

“Are you sure you don’t want my team’s help?”

“I can handle it but I love how much you worry.”

“I will always worry when it comes to you.”

“Alright, angel, I have to go. I’m tired, but I will talk to you tomorrow morning and I’ll see you in two days.”

“Okay, goodnight,” she smiles.

Both of you kiss the screens before hanging up. You sleep good knowing she is safe where she is and you’re safe where you are.

The next morning, instead of going to the office and working on your designs, you have to stop by one of your stores to check on how they’re doing. It’s so weird. The second you stepped foot out of the door, you felt like someone was watching you. Even now while you’re walking down the street to your store, you feel eyes on you.

You stop outside of it and look at the busy street behind you. People hustle to get to their jobs, cars drive by with passengers, and none of them are looking at you or watching you. Why are you feeling this way? You push down this feeling and walk into your store with a smile.

“Y/N! Welcome back!” the store manager greets.

“Betty, it’s so nice to see you again. How are things here?”

“Just fine. We’re doing pretty well this week, though, product is running a bit low.”

“Yeah, I have more in stock which I’ll bring tomorrow.”

“Oh, I almost forgot, someone came in asking for you.”

“Who?”

“She didn’t leave a name but she did leave this.”

Betty takes you to the back where a bouquet of flowers is. It’s your favorite kinds of flowers all rolled into one bouquet. Attached to the vase is a card, and you rip it off to read what it says.

Nice to see you still have that country-fair t-shirt I got you. You looked so good in it last night.

Fear creeps up your neck because how the hell did this person know what you were wearing last night? You did wear an old t-shirt your ex-girlfriend got you, but you’re confused because you haven’t talked to her since you graduated college.

“Are you sure she didn’t leave a name?”

“Yeah. She came in twenty minutes ago. She might still be outside.”

You immediately leave the store in search of the woman you once knew. People pass you by on their way to malls or their jobs but none of them are Courtney. The feeling of someone watching you has increased so you head back inside to escape it.

“Thank you for accepting the flowers. I’ll take them.” Betty hands them over and talks about the revenue for this week which has been in the high positives for quite some time now. “Keep up the good work. We’ll talk about raises next week because I’m impressed with your work. I’ll bring more product tomorrow.”

“Thank you, Y/N. We’ll see you tomorrow,” she grins.

You leave the store with the flowers only to toss them into the dumpster next to the store. You keep the card for evidence. You’re not sure what this is but you don’t think it’s smart to throw it away. On your way back to your office, you call the police to make a report that someone was watching you last night and left you flowers with a creepy note attached to them. You’re not sure what they can do with that information but at least a report was documented.

The second you get off the phone with the police, you call JJ.

“Hey, can I call you back in a bit?”

“I think I’m being stalked,” you blurt.

“Excuse me,” she says to someone in the room with her. She steps out to give herself some privacy. “Did you say you’re being stalked?”

“I’m sorry for bothering you. I know you’re busy--”

“No, what’s going on?”

“I went to one of my stores to check on things when the manager said someone dropped off flowers for me. I got a note with the flowers that suggested someone was watching me last night. Whoever this is mentioned a shirt I was wearing last night but I was alone.”

“Did you find out who left you the flowers?”

“No, but it’s implied my ex-girlfriend did it because I was wearing the shirt she gave me in college. I can’t think of why she’d leave me notes or how she knew what I was wearing last night. I haven’t seen or talked to her since I graduated college. I called the police to make a report about it but I wanted you to know.”

“We caught the unsub today. We’re heading home as soon as possible. We should get there really late at night or tomorrow morning depending on when the rest of the team wants to leave. I’ll help you out when I do get home.”

“No, it’s fine. I don’t think it’s anything serious that the FBI needs to get involved with.”

“I’m helping you, Y/N. I have the means to. Just let me look into it, at least.”

“Fine. I gotta go. Sorry I took you away from your job. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Maybe this was a prank. Maybe someone wants to scare you. How did this person know what you were wearing? Your security lights didn’t go off last night so there was no one close enough to your house to see what you were wearing. Did they hack into your cameras? If they did, they’d have to be really smart because you have a very sophisticated system.

Your paranoia doesn’t go away even when you’re getting ready for bed. You still feel like someone is watching you but you can’t see anyone inside or outside your house. Maybe this is just a bad feeling and it’ll go away tomorrow.

You’re maybe three hours into the night when you’re woken up by your house alarm going off. You shoot up in bed and look around the dark room, afraid that if you turn on the light, whoever caused the alarm to go off will know you’re awake. 

Plus, you know your own house better than anyone. You can navigate through the darkness.

You grab your phone and keep the backlight on dim as you go to your camera app. Every single camera you own has been disabled so you’re looking at a completely black screen. You have no eyes anywhere. You have no idea who is inside your house. The alarm shuts off presumably by the person who set it off.

The fear you felt from your first robbery is slowly coming back but you have to keep a level head. Panic is what kills people. You get out of bed just as you hear someone rummaging through your house. It sounds like they are getting closer so you dash to your closet and hide behind some clothes.

Your alarm is connected to the police so they should have gotten an alarm but you still dial 911 just to be safe.

“911, what’s your emergency?”

JJ is thankful that the team wanted to come home earlier so she can be with you sooner. She is eager to get to your place and get to the bottom of who is making your life hell. Her phone rings as soon as she gets into her car, and she answers it when she sees it’s her friend from the VAPD.

“Josie, what’s going on?”

“You told me to call you if anything happened at Y/N’s house.”

JJ doesn’t have to hear the whole story to convince her team to head immediately to your house. The entire street is blocked off by police and fire and ambulance are already at your house. She doesn’t want to seem desperate by running into your house like a maniac but she does speed walk to get there. You’re sitting on the couch with a cut on your head that a paramedic is looking at.

“Y/N!”

“JJ,” you whimper.

She joins your side on the couch while the rest of the team questions the police and tries to figure out what happened here.

“Oh, my God. Are you okay? What happened?”

“I don’t know. I woke up to someone breaking into my house. I was sleeping and I checked the cameras but they were all disabled. I ran into my closet and called 911 but he heard me and came after me. Either I hit my head or he slammed me into something but he definitely tried attacking me. Police were here in under five minutes. He heard the sirens and bolted. I didn’t see his face.”

You’re almost in tears from how scared you are and your whole body is shaking from fear. JJ pulls you closer and smooths down your hair and rubs your back.

“Come here. I’m right here now. You’re okay.”

“I don’t know how he disabled my cameras or if he stole anything but I’m terrified.”

“I know. You’re staying with me tonight, okay?”

“Okay,” you whisper.

You hate feeling like a little child because that’s what fear feels like to you. It makes you cower in and reverts your mind back to what it was like as a child. You hate feeling physically vulnerable.

“I’ll be right back. I’ll be right over there.” JJ leaves the paramedic to finish his job while she joins the officers whom Hotch and Derek are talking to. “Do you have any suspects?”

“None that fits the description she gave us. However, she did file a report about flowers and a note being left at one of her stores earlier today. I guess someone was watching her sleep the night before. An ex-girlfriend she seems to think. I’ll have someone get in contact with her and have her come down for questioning.”

“Okay. Is she okay to leave here?”

“Yeah, as soon as the paramedics are done checking her out. This place will remain a crime scene for a few days. There’s blood inside her closet presumably from her but we want to make sure.”

“Of course,” JJ nods. When the paramedic says you don’t need to go to the hospital, JJ helps you pack a bag. “You’re going to be okay. My team is on this and there is no one better to help.”

“I know. I just hate that it had to come to this.”

“Come on, let’s go home and rest.”

Fuck. She just had to fight back. He almost had her but the bitch put up a good fight on him. The second he heard those sirens it was either her or him, so he ran. He’ll get her another time but he has to wait until the smoke clears with the police.

He sits in his car a few blocks over with his eyes closed and mouth parted. As terrible as it was that he didn't get her, he got a rush of adrenaline just from being there. Damn, he missed that. He hasn’t felt this way in a really, really long time.

Now that he got a taste of it again, he’s just getting started.

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[sarahrogersevans]

What Are Best Friends For? - Best Friend!Bucky Barnes xreader fan fic

Summary: Y/N needed to go grocery shopping but isn’t feeling that well and isn’t up for cooking so her best friend Bucky surprises her with food & a movie

Warnings: mentions of feeling a bit sick, comfort fluff, soft Bucky, angsty, let me know if I miss anything

~Y/N’s POV~

I hate having those days where you don’t feel like getting out of bed or doing much of anything it’s not like me but I woke up feeling really down and I forgot I didn’t really have much food in the house. “Oh crap.. I really don’t wanna have to go to the store.” I grabbed my phone and texted my best friend Bucky saying “hey Buck.. you busy today?”

I waited a bit to see if he would respond while I played a game on my phone to keep me occupied. A few minutes later I saw the notification that he messaged back so I clicked on it and Bucky wrote, “Hey doll! You doing ok? And of course! Watcha need?” I felt guilty about asking him to bring me some food but I doubt he’d mind and hopefully maybe he’d come over and stay for a bit too. I responded back to him and said “hey bestie.. & idk.. feeling down and I’m not feeling all that great and I don’t really have anything to eat and I don’t wanna go out to the store right now.. would you mind and go get me some ramen soup and juice for me please and stay for a bit after?” I pushed send nervously waiting to see what he would say.

I panicked after a minute and texted again saying “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t ask you to go to the store for me, I’ll go don’t worry about it.” I put my phone down again and felt a bit nauseous and ended up falling back asleep before checking if he responded again.

~Bucky’s POV~

I hate when my best friend is struggling I just wanted to run over to her place and hug her so hard. I ran to the store to get all of her favorite foods plus her favorite juice and then I drove over to her place and I was about to knock but then I remembered I had an extra key she had given me last month and unlocked the door and went inside and made a few trips from the car and got everything out to start cooking.

A few minutes later I hear foot steps behind me and I heard a voice say “Bucky? How did you get in here?” I turned around and saw Y/N standing there and I smiled at her and went over to hug her and showed her the key and I said “hey doll you doing ok? and I used the key you gave me last month, I have a surprise for ya doll.” She came over to hug me and said “hey you, and yea I’m alright I guess and what’s the surprise?” I hugged her back for a minute and went over by the grocery bags and I said “I brought you all of your favorites Y/N, thought I’d make us some ramen soup and we’d watch a movie if you’re up for it?” Y/N cried while hugging me and said “aw Buck, you didn’t have to do this, I feel guilty now.” I shook my head and said “hey no don’t feel bad Y/N, I’m happy to help you. It gives me an excuse to come be with my best friend, go sit and relax hun it’ll be ready in a few minutes.”

I cooked us some soup and put together two bowls with some crackers and drinks and I brought everything over to the table by the couch and Y/N seemed like she was spacing out a bit but then looked at the table and said “wow Buck! This all looks great, what movie did you wanna watch tonight?” I handed her the remote and smiled at her and I said “you pick Y/N I wanna take care of you tonight, I would love to watch whatever you’d like.” Y/N went to go pick a movie and handed me a dvd and she shyly said “is star wars a new hope ok Bucky?” I smiled at her and said “of course darling! Pop it in, better come have your soup while it’s still hot, I even brought you a cup of your favorite juice.” She got excited and said “cranberry Cherry?!” I nodded to her and said “you bet doll, how could I forget?”

Y/N put in the movie disc and sat down grabbing her cup and sipped some of the juice and said “yum, I love cran cherry! Thank you Buck.” She got the movie started and I noticed how far from me she was sitting from me and I patted the spot by me and said “hey, come sit closer to me, I promise I don’t bite doll.” She moved closer and we ate our soup and Y/N looked sleepy a half hour into the movie and I looked over at her and said “you can rest your head on my chest if you want to Y/N.” She looked at me and said “you sure?.. wouldn’t that be awkward?” I shook my head and said “no I don’t think so, we’re best friends it’s not weird come on, we can cuddle.” She scooted closer and I helped her get comfortable and she looked up at me saying “thank you for everything you did today Bucky, you’re an amazing best friend.” I blushed and said “hey, what are best friends for Y/N, want me to stay tonight?” She hugged me and nodded saying “yes please, I’d like it if you stayed, I don’t wanna be alone.” I put my arm around her and said “I’m not going anywhere doll I promise.” We went back to watching the movie and I noticed later on that she fell asleep on me but I didn’t mind I liked that my best friend felt safe to fall asleep on me plus it helped knowing she wasn’t alone anymore.

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[natalynsie]

Let's Don't Forget About It (Noco Oneshot)

Was Noah a little bit scared for sleepovers at Owen’s after what happened last time?

Yeah. A little.

Trent having a video of Noah cuddling with Cody and kissing his ear for some reason was pretty embarrassing. Also, Owen might have the video by now, Noah wasn’t sure.

But, nevertheless, Noah was invited to a sleepover yet again. Thankfully, this time it was only with Eva, Izzy, Cody, and, of course, Owen. Noah figured he’d be able to stand that. There were only so many things that could go wrong, and even if they did, he only had to live with four people knowing.

“Hey Noah!” Owen greeted, opening the door seconds after Noah knocked.

“Hey Owen,” Noah greeted monotonely.

“Everyone’s already here,” Owen informed. “We’re gonna watch Mean Girls right now.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yeah! It’s my favorite movie.”

Noah sighed. “Fine. Whatever.”

Noah followed Owen down the thin, dim stairway to the open, carpeted family room. Owen’s house always made Noah feel a certain way. It had three stories: the top one being fairly small, only containing a few bedrooms and bathrooms; the middle one being the kitchen, dining room, living room, one bedroom, and a bathroom; the basement was dim and open, and was covered in white carpet and cheap furniture. It gave Noah a sense of nostalgia even though his home was never anything like Owen’s.

As Noah sat on the couch, he saw Cody on the other end with his head resting on his palm. Izzy was doing cartwheels around the basement, and Eva was cursing at the TV. trying to get it to play the movie.

“Your TV is stupid!” She yelled as Owen walked in.

“Are you pressing enter?” Owen asked, walking up to Eva and the remote.

“Yeah! That’s the button you’re supposed to use when you’re selecting something, idiot!”

“You have to select TV again.”

Eva selected the button and the movie started playing. “Oh.”

Owen giggled and Eva blushed.

“Hey! It’s not funny!” Eva yelled, sitting down on the couch between Noah and Cody.

As Owen skipped through the commercials while sitting on the ground, Eva started tapping her foot.

“Move, Noah, this seat’s uncomfortable.”

Before he knew it, Noah was being picked up and dropped in the middle of the couch and Eva laid on the side of the couch where Noah was previously.

“Wow, real nice of you,” Noah commented.

“Shut up!” Eva responded. “The movie’s starting.”

“Oh come on, everyone’s seen this movie like, a billion times. It’s just Cady talking to her parents.”

“Eva, if you’ve ever been to a sleepover, you would know watching movies is so we can comment on them,” Izzy said.

“I actually never saw this,” Cody stated.

Noah looked at Cody with a look of surprise. “No way. My sister made me watch this with her literally every day for a month when I was 14.”

Cody shrugged. “I never really had any interest in watching it. I’m not big on movies.”

“You’re going to love it,” Owen told Cody.

“You won’t,” Noah disagreed. “It’s so basic and boring.”

“Blah blah blah, WHATEVER,” Eva yelled.

So, for the next few minutes, the group was quiet.

Noah was pretty stiff against the couch, because Eva was right, it was uncomfortable. This part of the movie was pretty boring, but then again, Noah thought the entire movie was boring. Either way, nobody had anything to say so far.

“Why do they have cliques like that?” Cody asked as the camera zoomed through the cafeteria. “Why does their cafeteria even look like that?”

“That’s what I’m saying!” Noah agreed.

“I’ll agree on that one,” Izzy said. “Why do they have to separate the smart asians and the hot asians? We all know that Noah is both so that’s inaccurate.”

Noah coughed loudly. “Sorry, what?”

First off, the movie had not said ‘smart asians’ and ‘hot asians’, it had said ‘asian nerds’ and ‘cool asians’. Second off, Noah had never thought himself to look good, nevermind hot. He was average. Probably a little under that. He hadn’t ever put effort into his looks or cared about them until a couple months ago, and the only people who ever commented on it were Cody and his sister.

He was pretty glad Cody was one of the people who noticed, because that’s really, embarrassingly, who he was dressing up for. But Noah still wasn’t attractive.

“She isn’t wrong,” Cody stated.

Noah stopped. He looked straight forward at the TV and did not dare look at Cody.

Cody thinks I’m hot.

It was moments like these that Noah had to wonder. Maybe Cody did like him. Maybe Noah should ask him out.

But then again, Noah was a coward. And whenever he thought about the moments after they happened, he convinced himself they were totally platonic. Cody didn’t like him and never would.

Noah brought the knee closest to Cody up to his face and laid on it to cover it. He didn’t want anyone looking at him at a time like this, especially not Cody.

Eva snickered from next to him.

Wow. Noah was stuck in a room with people who all knew he liked Cody and Cody.

Noah took a sneaking glance at Cody, who turned out to be looking at him.

“Dude, are you okay?” Cody asked.

“Yeah, why?” Noah lied.

“You aren’t. Are you embarrassed or something?”

“No. I’m not.”

“You totally are,” Cody smiled. “What, do you not know you’re hot?”

“I think it’s because you said it,” Eva grinned.

“What the heck Eva?” Noah yelled. “It is not.”

“You weren’t acting like that when Izzy said it.”

“...I needed time to process. I was surprised.”

“Well, now you can have comfort knowing that you’re hot,” Cody stated.

Noah pinched the top of his nose. “Please stop talking.”

Cody shrugged and went back to laying on his side of the couch.

A few other exchanges occurred while watching the movie, but Noah didn’t really pay much attention.

~~~

“We should have a fashion show!” Izzy exclaimed.

Noah rubbed his eyes. “For god’s sake, where would we find anything fashionable in this house?”

“Oh don’t worry. I brought a ton of extra clothes. Just in case I have to run away and live in the woods, you know? And I have some accessories so we can totally be stylish with it. This movie really inspired me to dress up! Come on!”

Izzy ran out of the room, upstairs, and back downstairs with her bag before anyone even bothered to follow her. She quickly laid out all her clothes on the floor. “Okay, let’s pick our outfits!”

“Izzy, I am not going to fit in those,” Owen said.

“Well this is your house, go get your own clothes!”

“I’m not gonna fit either,” Eva stated.

“Don’t worry, I have some clothes big enough to fit you,” Izzy smiled, handing Eva what remained in the bag. “This is the big stuff.”

“Okay then,” Eva turned, walking into the bathroom to change.

“I’m gonna grab some nice clothes from my room,” Owen told the group before running upstairs.

Noah studied the clothes in front of him. He obviously wasn’t going to wear Izzy’s miniskirts and crop-tops, he would never subject himself to such torture. Plus, even though Noah wasn’t as big as Owen or Eva, he probably still wouldn’t fit in a lot of Izzy’s clothes.

Unfortunately, it seemed most of Izzy’s clothes were tight.

Noah ended up picking some jean shorts, a green flannel, a blue pajama shirt, and hoping for the best.

After changing, Noah looked in the mirror.

Jean shorts were not his style. He figured womens’ clothing in general was not his style. He hated how short the shorts were, he didn’t like shorts in general, but at least they were baggier than the rest of what Izzy had.

The flannel was much more his thing, and was very anti-Izzy. He was surprised she had it at all. He liked it, and figured maybe he should get a flannel of his own.

The pajama shirt he had picked really because everything else Izzy owned was a crop top, and he liked that too.

The outfit worked surprisingly better than he thought it would. But before he exited the room, he decided to wear his own jeans instead. He hated the shorts. A lot.

“Next,” Noah shouted as he exited the bathroom.

“Noah! Get over here!” Owen shouted from down the hall.

Noah walked over to where Owen was standing. “What?”

“We’re gonna go down the catwalk!” Owen pointed to some wooden planks placed going from the hallway into a room. “Izzy’s filming.”

“She’s what?”

“Don’t worry, we aren’t sending it to anyone but each other. Anyways, take a blanket so you don’t ruin the surprise like you already did for me.”

It was at this point Noah realized Owen had been wearing a blanket. “Oh, yeah, okay.”

Noah wrapped the blanket around his body and laughed at the stupidity of it, and then followed Owen into the room of the catwalk. Soon enough, Cody followed.

“Okay!” Izzy yelled as Cody walked into the room, wearing a blanket. “Eva’s getting ready to walk the walk and Cody just came out! Too bad it was the bathroom and not the closet. Anyway, presenting the fabulous Eva!”

Owen clapped and Cody facepalmed with a laugh. And sure enough, Eva came down the catwalk and dropped her blanket, revealing her outfit. She wore a mid-thigh length blue skirt, white tank top, and green jacket. She did a little spin with a straight face before she made it to the end of the catwalk and started laughing.

Noah found himself laughing with her.

“I feel so dumb!” She giggled. “Why don’t you have any big clothes that match!”

Izzy shrugged with a smile. “Owen, you're up next!”

Owen ran around the other door to the catwalk, dropping his blanket dramatically. He wore a long-sleeved white shirt… and a yellow skirt?

He started pretending he knew how to do ballet as he danced the catwalk and the other four of the group laughed.

“Where did you get your skirt?” Noah asked.

“I stole it from my mom,” Owen smiled, sitting down.

“Okay, Noah!” Izzy shouted.

Noah sighed and went around the wall, dropping his blanket on the floor before he got to the catwalk. He stepped on the catwalk and rolled his eyes, struck a pose with one hand up and one on his hip, and stepped off. As he sat down, he smiled.

“Cody, you’re up next!” Izzy exclaimed.

Cody ran around the wall to the catwalk. He was smiling as he dropped his blanket and spun around. He wore a denim skirt, green top, and dark green jacket. With every step he did a different pose and at the end did another spin, looked straight into the camera, winked, and burst out laughing as he walked to his chair.

“Okay okay I’m next! Eva, hold the camera!” Izzy ran around the wall and the catwalk where she revealed herself wearing a pink miniskirt, long-sleeve pink crop top, and a white spaghetti strap crop top over it. She did a front-handspring down the catwalk and did a peace sign to the camera.

“Woo!” Owen yelled and started clapping.

Cody and Noah started clapping too and Eva ended the video.

“Well, you didn’t look half-bad,” Cody joked. “You made that pajama shirt work.”

“Whatever. You look good too.”

~~~

“Let’s play roll call,” Eva suggested.

After the fashion show, the group had changed back into their normal clothes and decided to just talk for a minute. But soon enough, they got bored.

“I’ve never heard of that,” Noah informed.

“Oh, it’s so much fun. I used to play it with my sister and her friends all the time. They always made me be it first, but whatever. And we would probably be better off with more people, but we can still play.”

“So… how do you play?” Cody asked.

“So first, there’s a leader,” Eva began. “Then there’s a kidnapper. The lights all have to be off and we walk around the house in a single file line except for the kidnapper. The kidnapper has to grab people from the end of the line one by one. When they’re taken, they all have to hide. Every once in a while, the leader has to say ‘roll call’ and everyone left has to say present. When the leader is alone, they turn on the lights and start seeking.”

“Sounds fun! I’ll be it.” Izzy grinned.

“I want to be the leader,” Owen added. “I think I’d get too scared not being the leader.”

“Great! Let’s turn off the lights.”

Noah reluctantly stood up as Eva, Izzy, and Owen ran upstairs to turn off all the lights.

“I just know I’m gonna get the shit scared out of me,” Noah stated.

“Same here.” Cody rubbed his arm. “I feel like I’m gonna scream and ruin the game.”

Noah nodded. “Let’s just turn off the lights down here. I think the other three have the rest of the house covered.”

Cody walked off to another section of the basement while Noah went down the hallway, turning off all the lights that remained on. As he came back, he bumped his forehead into something.

“Ow!” Or someone.

“Sorry,” Noah apologized while rubbing his forehead. “I didn’t see you.”

“Well yeah, duh. We just turned off all of the lights in the basement. Where are you?”

“I’m right here.”

Noah stuck his hand out to reach for wherever Cody was so he wouldn’t bump into him.

And his hand met another hand.

“Sorry!” Cody apologized loudly, removing his hand

“You didn’t even do anything,” Noah replied, grabbing Cody’s hand back. He was glad Cody couldn’t see him smiling in the dark. “It would be better to know where you are anyways. Let’s just go find the others.”

Noah wasn’t sure if Cody responded, but it seemed as if he had nodded or something along those lines because he followed Noah up the stairs while holding his hand.

Noah felt the walls around the narrow steps and eventually found himself at a closed door.

“Hello?” Cody asked. “Where are you guys?”

Silence.

“Are you guys there?”

Silence.

“What the fuck are they doing?” Noah asked, pulling Cody through the kitchen while holding onto the wall. “Are we going to play or what?”

Cody followed Noah as he guided him through the house. “Are they trying to mess with us or something?”

“Probably,” Noah responded.

“Where are the light switches anyway so we can find them?”

“I have no idea where the light switches are when there’s no doors. There’s no doors on the main floor except for like, two.”

The two stayed in silence for a minute.

Then, there was a scream.

Cody stopped. “Was that Eva?”

“They’re messing with us. Definitely.”

“Wanna go back downstairs? So we can turn on the lights?”

Noah groaned. “You’re such a chicken. Look, they’re gonna make fun of us if we turn the lights on. I mean, we could probably scare them back if we wanted to anyways. Should we?”

“AAAHHH!” Cody shrieked, running straight into Noah’s back and tripping.

“Cody, what the fuck?”

“Get the fuck up I’m out of here!” Cody shouted, tugging at Noah’s arm.

Noah stood up and held Cody’s arm as they started running. “We’re going to run into something, what happened, are you okay?”

“This cold ass hand just touched my back! No, I am not okay. Where the hell am I and where’s the door?”

“Leave,” a horrifying voice bellowed.

“Okay, that’s demonic,” Noah stated. “The fuck type of prank are they trying to play? And who is that?”

“I don’t care if it’s a prank or what, I am leaving this house,” Cody said. “Oh, this is a doorknob.”

Cody presumably turned the knob and opened the door. “Shit, it’s the basement.”

Noah heard footsteps behind them.

“Fuck it,” Cody said, and ran down the stairs.

“Don’t kill me!” Noah yelled.

“I’m trying not to!”

As Noah and Cody reached the bottom of the stairs, they began to hear a laugh. A familiar one.”

“I can’t take it!” Izzy yelled, flicking on a light switch at the top of the stairs. “It’s too funny!”

Cody sighed. “Izzy you scared me half to death.”

“Me too, honestly,” Noah admitted.

“You, you guys started sprinting!” Izzy cackled. “Oh my gosh. I scared Eva too! She screamed so loud but then I told her to play along!”

Noah rolled his eyes. “Very funny.”

“Are you guys holding hands?”

Noah looked down to his and Cody’s hands. He quickly released his hand and crossed his arms, a slight tint of red on his face.

“How did you get your hand to be so cold?” Cody asked, dodging the question.

“I stuck it in the freezer. I guess I should go tell Owen I’m done scaring people.”

Noah’s mouth fell open. “You mean he didn’t have to fall victim to this torture?”

“Yup! Now, we should play that roll call game. It sounds fun!”

“Nuh uh.” Cody shook his head. “I am done getting scared today.”

~~~

“Can we just hang out and play some music?” Cody asked.

The group was laying on the carpeted floor of Owen’s basement, tired after Izzy had pulled shenanigans instead of playing a game like normal people.

“After all of that, that’s the only thing I want to do,” Eva sighed.

“Nobody loves music like Eva,” Izzy smiled.

“It’s true,” Eva agreed. “I call first song.”

Eva pulled out her mp3 player and picked a song.

Noah listened to the beginning, and it wasn’t even seconds until he recognized the song. “Cemetery Drive? Really?”

“What? It’s my favorite song right now,” Eva responded.

“I’ve never heard this in my life, how did you recognize it so fast?” Cody asked.

“Remember my cousin, Caleb?” Noah returned.

“Yeah…”

“He loves My Chemical Romance.”

“Your family has been relating to this sleepover one too many times,” Owen said.

At this point, Noah glanced to where Owen was sitting up at a desk, opening firefox.

“What are you doing?” Noah asked.

“I want to open this up so we can pick a song that isn’t Eva’s,” Owen stated.

“Thank god. Lemme see.”

Noah walked over to the computer and looked up his favorite song. “Play this when Eva’s music ends.”

Owen smiled. “I love that song!”

“Everyone loves that song,” Noah smirked.

Eventually Eva’s song came to an end and at this point everyone except Izzy was off of the floor. Owen pressed play on the video Noah had pulled up.

Izzy perked up as the song started playing. “Oh my gosh! I love Smooth! Owen, come dance with me!

Man, it’s a hot one

Izzy grabbed Owen and started shaking her arms and his to the beat.

Like seven inches from the midday sun

She twirled around and let go of his hands.

I hear you whispering the words, melt everyone

Cody smiled as he watched them dance and stood up, taking Eva’s hand.

But you stay so cool

Cody twirled as well, copying the same movement that Izzy had moments before. Noah watched them with a small smile, standing next to the wall.

My muñequita

Izzy pushed past Cody and into Eva’s arms.

My Spanish harlem Mona Lisa

Izzy rocked Eva side to side and Eva smiled dumbly.

You’re my reason for reason

Cody made his way over to Owen and Owen himself did a twirl.

The step in my groove

Cody stepped a foot forward and Owen took one backwards.

And if you said this life ain’t good enough

Izzy dragged Noah into the middle, taking his arms and running them both around in a circle before dropping him.

I would give my world to lift you up

Owen caught Noah and picked him up off the floor.

I would change my life to better suit your mood

Eva dragged Noah out and awkwardly wiggled his arms. “I’m not really a dancer,” She smiled.

Because you’re so smooth

Before Noah could respond ‘can any of us?’ Cody stole Noah from Eva and walked backwards to an area free of the other three.

And it’s just like the ocean under the moon

Cody spun him around the same way Izzy did, but didn’t drop him.

It’s the same as the emotion that I get from you

He twirled Noah around before catching his shoulder.

You got the kinda lovin’ that can be so smooth

Cody twirled himself around between Noah’s arms.

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

He ducked out and mouthed the words before winking and letting go.

The song continued without lyrics for a few moments, and Noah stood there, stunned. Throughout this entire time, Noah had not had the time to process anything that happened.

Cody had spent a lot of time dancing with him. Everyone else only lasted a couple lines but Cody just… kept dancing with Noah. Maybe he was overthinking, maybe Cody just really liked the song too.

But Cody winked at him.

And Noah’s heart was racing a million miles per hour.

And he was out of breath.

And hoping Cody wasn’t paying attention.

But I’ll tell you one thing

Izzy whisked Cody away from where he had begun dancing by himself.

If you would leave it’d be a crying shame

Izzy spun herself and Cody as they both smiled widely.

And every breath and every word

Owen and Eva took each other's arms and Owen basically threw her around in a circle with one arm around him.

I hear your name calling me out

Eva smiled and did the same to him.

Out from the barrio

Izzy grabbed Noah again just to do a dance move on her own, and Noah just moved to the rhythm himself.

You hear my rhythm on your radio

Owen joined the two with a smile on his face, rocking his hips back and forth.

You feel the turning of the world, so soft and slow

Eva made her way into the circle spinning by herself.

Turnin’ you round and round

Cody yet again returned to Noah and spun him around three times.

And if you said this life ain’t good enough

Eva began to mutter the lyrics to herself while Izzy practically yelled them. Owen and Noah watched them both, Owen mouthing the lyrics and Noah just smiling. Cody began to dance by himself as well, also lip-syncing.

I would give my world to lift you up

Owen held Izzy up by her waist in the air as she giggled.

I would change my life to better suit your mood

Cody turned towards Noah, and while still dancing on his own, opened his eyes and mouthed the lyrics happily in his direction.

Because you’re so smooth

Noah found himself smiling back and started lip syncing to the lyrics himself.

And it’s just like the ocean under the moon

Cody’s grin grew wider and he took Noah’s left hand with his right.

It’s the same as the emotion that I get from you

Though they both did their own independent dance moves, they kept their hands together.

You got the kinda lovin’ that can be so smooth

Noah had gone back and forth with himself a million times. He thought Cody liked him but convinced himself Cody didn’t like him. Noah had gone back and forth with Owen a million times. He thought Cody liked him but convinced himself Cody didn’t like him.

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it

The instrumental part followed these lyrics, and Noah decided to just stop thinking. He was having a good time, he was dancing with his friends, and he was dancing with Cody. He wasn’t required to wonder about whether or not Cody liked him. He didn’t want to bother wondering about it because he was happy enough as is. There weren't enough moments where he just forgot about thinking and embarrassment and just had a good time, and he knew his friends, especially Eva, felt that way too.

Noah let go of Cody’s hand but kept smiling as he made his way to dance with Eva and Izzy.

As the rest of the song faded, Noah fell flat onto his back on the floor.

“I feel you,” Cody laughed heavily, falling next to him. “That was really fun. Owen can you put on Tiny Dancer next?”

“Yeah,” Owen responded.

Noah smiled. This was probably his most successful sleepover so far.

[archiveikemen]

Morganatic Idol Prologue: Chapter 2

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A few days later…

Female Employee 1: Kawanaga-san, complete this data analysis!

Female Employee 2: Collate the results of this web survey into a table! I need it fast!

Female Employee 3: Do the data collection I need for my presentation! Hurry up!

Rina: On it!

Ever since the competition was announced, everyone at the office was more fired up than usual.

All the tasks assigned to me revolved around finding information on exe Creed.

(Everyone is desperately working on their project planning. I mustn't let myself lose to them.)

And yet, the amount of tasks constantly flowing in and piling up made it near impossible for me to work on mine.

(I need to get my project plan out one way or another…!)

…

On my day off, I went to the shopping district.

(If I can’t get anything done on a regular day, I’ll just have to work extra hard on my off days…!)

(exe Creed’s new song will be releasing today, and there's going to be a special MV broadcasted on the streets.)

(I hope that watching the MV will give me some ideas for the project.)

The broadcasting time for the MV was announced on the group’s SNS platforms.

As it got closer to the time, many young girls started gathering near the LED screen.

(Almost time…)

Everyone was waiting for the moment. And then… exe Creed appeared on the screen.

Girls: *fangirl screams*

(Wow, the cheering is incredible!)

The members danced and sang in a high quality video on the screen.

Young Lady 1: OMG! Isn’t the special edition MV the best!?

Young Lady 2: They’re SO cool! I’m glad I could catch the MV on the big screen!

The MV was certainly impressive, and everyone there was captivated by it and cheering with wild enthusiasm.

Rina: …

Thanks to the extensive research I had done on them lately, I knew in detail about the group’s discography, history, and members.

(With unrivalled glamour — Jace.)

(Drawing the attention of his audience with his wild dancing skills — Finn.)

(Dance moves as sharp as a precision instrument — Hugh.)

(The leader who brings each member’s individuality together in harmony — Ivy.)

(And… the member with an overwhelmingly powerful stage presence — Xeno.)

Rina: Amazing…

Their brilliance was mesmerising.

(I’m not very familiar with singing and dancing, nor did I know much about exe Creed before this.)

(Even so, I’m aware that there's something “special” about them. Their level of popularity is understandable. However…)

Many women around me were drawn by their performance on the screen and stopped walking to watch… and yet, something just felt off to me.

(What could it be? The visuals are flawless, their music and dance are impressive too… but something’s missing.)

Rina: I wonder what it is they're lacking…?

I continued watching their performance with intense concentration.

The camera zoomed in on Xeno, and his gaze turned towards it.

Rina: !

I instantly thought of something the moment my eyes caught his icy gaze.

(That’s IT! I must write down what I’m thinking of right now…!)

I pulled out a slip of paper and desperately jotted down my thoughts.

As though it were aiming for that “perfect timing”, there was a strong gust of wind.

Rina: Whoa…! Ah, my memo!

The slip of paper flew out of my hand and vanished in no time.

(Oh no…!)

It was too late for regrets. I gave up searching for it and wrote my ideas down on another slip of paper before turning to leave.

(I should get back as soon as possible. Before I forget about this feeling, I must put my plan together!)

— At the same time, a group of young men were standing a small distance from the LED screen and watching Rina’s movements.

??? (Jace): That girl’s facial expression while watching the MV was pretty intense.

??? (Finn): Doesn’t that show that she was captivated by our performance?

??? (Ivy): Hopefully, that’s the case. Anyway, the responses to the MV were better than expected. This promotional campaign was a success, right?

??? (Hugh): … There's a lot of people.

??? (Xeno): … Understood. I’m done observing the situation in front of the screen.

??? (Sakura): OK, let’s all get into the car then. We don’t have much time before your next schedule.

The rustling sound of paper came from underneath his shoe.

??? (Sakura): Hm? I stepped on something… a memo?

??? (Jace): Isn’t that the paper that girl from just now was writing on?

The man picked up the paper and read its contents… his eyes widened slightly.

??? (Sakura): …!

??? (Finn): What's up?

??? (Sakura): Nah, it's nothing. I thought I just saw something interesting. Fufufu.

??? (Ivy): ? I have no clue what's going on, but you seem quite happy…

[bronzeeditsx]

Maya fanfic part 8 🫶

-

As soon as the halftime whilst blew maya ran down the tunnel to find you.

Slowly you regained consciousness wincing at the bright light that was shining in your eyes.

The first thing you felt was a hand holding yours and you saw Maya’s face filled with worry.

“Y/n?”. She said nervously.

“Maya”, You replied, with a small smile at the sound of her voice.

Her name was then called by her teammates as the second half was about to start.

“I’ll speak to you soon”.

“Okay”, you said, sadly watching her leave the room.

- Full time -

The game ended 4-0.

Maya’s face appeared behind the door with a smile.

“How are you?”. She asked, placing a hand on your knee.

“I feel better now”. You replied with a weak smile.

The doctor then came over to you.

“These are some of the things you should do with a concussion, I read this list to every patient suffering the same injury”.

“Get plenty of sleep at night, and rest during the day.

Avoid activities such as contact or recreational sport, football in your case.

Don’t drink alcohol.

Only take prescribed drugs.

Avoid any activities that are physically demanding such as working out, housecleaning, sex.”

At the last word you and Maya both looked at each other at the same time.

Her face turned red as she was trying not to laugh, a smile formed on your face as you were trying not to laugh at her.

“Is that okay with you?”, The doctor repeated for the second time.

“Y-yes that should be fine”, You said, trying to make your face more serious.

“Good, your next check up is in a few days, you should get an email”.

“Okay thank you”, You replied, looking up at him, in the corner of your eye you could also see Maya attempting to compose herself.

“I’ll leave you two alone then, see you later”.

“Bye”.

“Bye, thank you”. Maya said.

He gave Maya a weird look as he left.

“How do you feel about that list?”. You asked.

“I think it’s pretty reasonable”, Maya replied, giggling.

“You sure?”. You laughed.

“Yes whatever’s best for you”, She said, bending down kissing your head.

“I think it’s best if you have a shower”, You joked.

“Ughh, I just played a full 90 minutes worrying about you, thank you very much”.

“Aww how sweet”.

“Forget it”, She said, jokingly walking away.

“Wait, help me up”. You replied, reaching out an arm to her.

“Fine”.

She helped you up and then brought you into a hug, her dirty shirt then rubbing against you.

“Ewww”, You joked, pulling away from her.

“I think we both need a shower”, she giggled.

- A few hours later -

You were now resting in Maya’s bed.

“Are you hungry?”, Maya asked, turning to you.

“Yes I am a bit”.

“I’ll look what we have downstairs”.

“I would help you, but my doctor says I should rest”, You said dramatically holding your forehead.

Maya laughed at you.

“Don’t worry, it will taste better without you”.

“Mean”.

She giggled as she left the room.

- Half an hour later -

Maya came upstairs with a stir fry, Mocha also following.

“You are really treating me today”. You said sitting up, as she handed you the bowl.

“It’s not like I have a choice”. She joked.

“Wow, I’ll just go back to my apartment then”. You laughed.

“No, please stay”. She said with a smile.

“Fine, but only for the food…and Mocha”.

She laughed in response.

“Would you consider staying for a little longer?”. Maya said, more nervously.

“I guess i’ll have to in my condition”.

“More than that”.

“As in move in?”.

“I know you said you can’t afford it but…I can’t stay here much longer either”. She said messing with her food.

“Why?”, You asked.

“Y’know with…but if you don’t want to or can’t afford it it’s fine”. She said, quickly.

“No I understand sorry, I would love to live with you. I basically do now but…”.

“But, you can’t afford it”, Maya said, looking down.

You nodded your head.

“What if you just pay the same rent as you do now and i’ll pay the rest?”. She asked.

“I can’t do that, you’d be paying too much”.

“I don’t care, as long as i’m with you”.

You nodded your head.

“We can talk more about it when you feel better”. She said, reassuringly.

“Okay”, You said smiling, you felt bad as you felt like you didn’t give her the answer she wanted.

- A few hours later -

“Do you want to come on a walk with me and Mocha, it could clear your head a bit?”. Maya asked.

“Yes, sounds like a good idea”.

“Ok i’ll just be downstairs, come down when you’re ready”.

“Will do”.

Sitting up fully on the side of the bed, you felt the drugs the doctor prescribed you with start to wear off, but the next dose you could take was in an hour.

You sighed, softly rubbing your head hoping the feeling would die down soon.

Attempting to stand up after a few hours of lounging in Maya’s bed you felt slightly dizzy but not enough to fall over.

You made your way out her room and then downstairs holding on to the railing.

“You okay?”. Maya asked.

“Yes”, You replied, with a slightly forced smile.

“Here’s your coat”. She said, holding it out for you and wrapping it on you as you put your arms in.

“Thanks”.

Luckily the shoes you brought were uggs so you could easily slip them on your feet.

“Hopefully they don’t get too dirty”. Maya said.

“Yes, but they keep my feet warm”.

“That’s good, i think it’s like 5 degrees now”.

“Oh wow”.

“You up for it?”.

“Yeah, it will help with my recovery”.

Maya nodded her head.

You made your way outside and the cold hit you like a ton of bricks.

“We don’t have to be out for long”.

“Okay”. You replied, placing your hands in your pockets.

When you reached the park she let Mocha off lead and walked next to you.

The headache you developed just seemed to get worse and your body was freezing at this point.

“It’s getting dark so quickly now”. Maya stated, you were now half way around the park.

“I know right”. You replied, slightly shaking.

Maya watched her feet as she walked through a pile of leaves.

“Ahh”, You said out of physical discomfort, but not loud enough for Maya to hear.

“When we get back we could watch a film, if you want”. Maya asked, looking back at you, her facial expressions then quickly changed.

“Y/n, you alright?”, She said cupping her hands on your cheeks.

“Y-yeah”, You replied, keeping eye contact for less than a second.

“Please be honest with me”.

“My medication is just wearing off and i’m very cold”, You said quickly, then looked back at her.

“You should have told me sooner”, She replied, bringing you into a hug.

“Sorry”. You said, relaxing into her hug which brought some warmth.

“It’s okay, we’re nearly home…come on Mocha”, She called out.

She put Mocha on her lead and then wrapped an arm around you.

“We’ll be okay”. She said, rubbing your back.

By the time you were down her road, the pain was constant, her arm still wrapped around you tightly.

As soon as she opened the door she let you walk in first and you took your coat off, then she followed unclipping Mocha’s lead and quickly shutting the door.

The lights of her house were so bright compared to outside where it was almost pitch black, this made your vision worse and you felt light headed.

“Maya-“. You said before losing balance.

She quickly caught you before you hit the floor.

“Hey, it’s okay”, She said, worriedly holding you. Your body was still freezing.

“I’m fine, I just need to lay down”, You said closing your eyes.

“Do you want to lay on the couch?”, She asked, keeping a strong hold of you.

“Yeah”.

“I’m going to carry you, is that ok?”.

“Mhm”.

She picked you up with ease and settled you onto the couch where the lights were dimmer.

“I’ll get you your prescription”, She said, then ran up the stairs to get it from her room.

In no time she was by your side again also holding a glass of water.

“Can you sit up?”. She asked.

“Yeh”, You said moving up slowly.

You put the pill in your mouth and washed it down with water.

“Would you like some tea to warm you up?”. She asked.

“That would be nice thanks”.

But by the time she made it and brought it to you, sleep had already taken over you.

-A few hours later-

Slowly you opened your eyes, trying to take in your surroundings.

You noticed there was a blanket now over you and your ugg’s were beside the couch.

Slightly turning your head you saw Maya sitting on a chair looking at her phone whilst biting her nails. She only does this when she’s nervous.

“Y/n”, She said softly, looking over to you.

“Hi”, You replied, slowly sitting up.

“How are you feeling?”. She asked moving to the end of the couch.

“A lot better, thanks”. You replied, with a weak smile.

“Good”. A smile was now displayed across her face.

“What time is it?”.

“10pm”.

“I slept for a while”.

“Yes, that’s good”.

You nodded your head.

-

The next few days consisted of resting in Maya’s house and some appointments helping you to recover as quickly as possible.

It was estimated you’d be able to start training again in a week. Which meant you had to watch the girls and Maya take on Leicester from the TV.

“Good luck May”. You said, before she left for the king power, meaning she’d be gone for longer as it was an away game.

“Thanks, we’ll get this win for you”, She replied, zipping up her suitcase.

“Me and Mocha will miss you”.

“I’ll miss you too, remember if you need any help just call my Mum”.

“Will do”.

She made her way out of the room carrying her suitcase and walked down the stairs, you followed behind her.

Placing her suitcase at the door she turned back towards you.

“Don’t have too much fun without me”, She chuckled.

“We won’t”.

“Come here”, She said, bringing you into a hug.

You wrapped your arms around her tightly, not wanting to let go.

Pulling away, you placed your hands on her shoulders and brought her into a kiss.

She kissed you softly, but shortly pulled away.

“Don’t start because then I won’t want to stop”, She said, smiling at you.

“One more”, You replied, placing a hand on her cheek.

“Fine”, She smiled, pulling you into a kiss.

Your tongue ‘accidentally’ slipped into her mouth.

Her smile grew bigger as she should have resisted as she was going to be late, but that was impossible.

After a bit, she had to pull away.

“I actually need to go now”, She said, now breathless.

“Fine”, You sighed, but with a smile.

She then quickly walked into the living room saying one last goodbye to Mocha.

Walking back to her front door she held her suitcase.

“I love you”. She said.

“I love you too”. You replied, smiling.

She then unlocked her door and made her way to her car, placing her belongings in the boot.

You watched her drive down the road until she was out of sight, then shut the door and locked it.

“She’ll be back soon”. You said to mocha stroking her.

-

Maya was now sat on the 2 and a half hour coach ride to Leicester and constantly texting you.

“Does y/n want to join in with this card game?, the amount you’re speaking to her she may as well be here”. Ella joked.

“Sorry…sorry”. Maya replied, picking her cards back up slightly blushing.

All Maya could think about was how you were, especially because you haven’t been apart for so long recently.

“How is she doing?, we haven’t seen her since it happened”. Ella said.

“She’s recovering well, so hopefully she’ll be back next week”. Maya replied.

“Oh good, that means we won’t have put up with you anymore”.

“Very funny”. She laughed.

-

You were sat on the couch with Mocha after just coming from a walk, and ready for the game at 3pm.

The game was quite scrappy both teams having similar chances but in the 33rd minute Nikita managed to get her goal.

It ended 1-0 not the best performance by the team but they pulled through, your absence could have made a difference.

-

‘well done on the win, can’t wait to see you later xx’ You text.

‘Thanks, missed you xx’ - Maya replied.

‘What time will you be home?’

‘Probably 8, it could be a long drive’

‘Ok, i’ll see you then’

‘How have you been?’.

‘Good thanks, about to take Mocha out again’.

‘I hope you’ve been on your best behaviour’

‘Are you talking to me or Mocha?’

‘You haha’

“Very funny May🙄’

‘love you really x’

‘love you x’

-

As soon as you were about to leave the house, you heard your phone ring.

You put Mocha’s lead down and answered, wondering who it could be.

It was her.

“Hi y/n”.

“What do you want?”, You asked her neighbour.

“I want you to stay away from Maya”.

“Not going to happen”.

“She doesn’t love you”.

“Yes, she does. leave her alone”. You replied and ended the call.

You understood why Maya wanted to leave this house.

Picking up Mocha’s lead, you put the key in the door, but your phone rang again.

Sighing you decided to just ignore it switching it on silent and walked out the house.

- 30mins later -

Walking down the road to Maya’s house you saw her in the window again but you just walked straight back into her house not even looking remotely over.

You fed Mocha and then put on a Netflix series.

- A few hours later -

Out of nowhere you heard a car speeding down the road, you thought nothing of it as it was only 7:20 and Maya wasn’t supposed to be here for another 40 minutes.

Until you heard a loud knock on your door.

You got up and paused the Tv and walked to the door. Saying you were nervous was an understatement.

Slowly you opened the door and there she was. Maya.

“Oh my God, you’re alright”. She said practically running at you and bringing you into a hug.

“Yes, why?”. You queried.

“I was trying to call you, but it just went straight to Voicemail”. She replied, sighing with relief.

Turning around you found your phone on the cabinet in the corridor where you must have accidentally left it.

10 missed calls.

“I’m so sorry May, my phone was on silent”.

“It’s okay, I was just worried something could have happened and there would be no one there to help you”.

“No i’m okay, I just didn’t hear your calls”.

“Why was your phone on silent?”. She asked, to be fair it never usually is.

“Oh um, I just kept on getting calls”, You said, avoiding eye contact.

“Who from?”.

You didn’t say anything.

“Who from?”. She repeated.

“Your neighbour”. You said quietly.

Anger was then all over her face.

Turning around she quickly walked towards the door breathing out a deep sigh.

“Maya don’t”, You said, trying to stop her.

But she was too strong for you.

You tried another attempt at holding her back on the course to her neighbours house, but this time she resisted and pushed you away more harshly due to the built up anger and frustration.

However she soon realised what she had done.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t meant to-“.

“Doesn’t matter”, You replied shaking your head, walking back inside Maya’s house.

Maya stood still and placed her hands on her knees, taking a deep breath trying to weigh up who to go after.

[starlighthan]

SHOWSTOPPER — PART ONE.

pairings: non-idol!minho and gender-neutral!reader

genre: fluff, angst, enemies/academic rivals to lovers, fake dating au, university au

warnings: a kiss without consent, curse words, physical harassment, mentions of murder and violence, and minho being confusing ! :’D

word count: 11k words (WOW that’s a lot, and that’s just the first part help)

synopsis: minho really wanted to get his ex back by fake dating you, but why were you an obstacle in this plan of his?

tag list: @awooghan @hwangsify @cosmic-railwayxo​

song inspos: 121u - day6, valentine - 5 seconds of summer, everything has changed - taylor swift & ed sheeran, best song - young k

note: i have returned... with a long cliché and cheesy fic, for the first time!!! this is an entry for @hiraya-m’s movie night! this fic is inspired by the movie, she’s dating the gangster, so expect a lot of parts similar to some scenes in the film! this has a ton of time skips (which i think are somehow essential for the fic lol), and this is my first time writing a long fic, so this could be fast-paced or something :’D bear with me in this fic pls i’m not sure if some of you all are fine with cliché content, i really tried to mirror the vibe of the movie at some point! i was thinking of posting this after the WHOLE fic is done but the 11k’s been sitting here for 6+ months (which is why the writing’s kinda shit plz), so here you go!

© starlighthan - all rights reserved. please do not copy, translate, modify, repost, or claim as yours.

Lately, everything felt so unreal. And what did you do for the whole day? Pretend that the relationship you got yourself was nothing. 

It’s working. 

You feel the quick rush of the wind on your face. “Were you not kidding when you texted me? Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?” Dahyun ran to you to bombard you with questions about a piece of particular news you just shared with her. You let the word spread before telling your friends about it after they heard such an unexpected update about you.

“Keep it quiet. I’ll tell you all about it if you keep your voice down,” you quickly covered the mouth of the girl in front of you. After that rough move, you dragged her to the seat beside you and fixed her messy hair. 

“There you go,” you tried to smile. Dahyun looks… not that bad. “Alright, I’m not! We’re just doing this for his ex. And it’s been just a few days, Dahyun! I don’t want everybody to know right away.”

Dahyun snorted, moving her head away from you. Her assumptions were correct. There was no way that you’d date Lee Minho. You’re “out of his league”, and you two are secretly enemies.

Not only does he tease you every second, but almost every class is also a competition. You’ll never forget how he was petty over the fact that he got a perfect score in the machine project first just because he scheduled his demo earlier than you. You could’ve rejoiced since the two of you were the only ones who got a perfect score in your class, but no. Minho decided to use his bragging rights because of that demo appointment unnecessarily. You were too nervous to demo right after the deadline; that was it!

When you stepped into the computer lab earlier this morning, you immediately heard your classmates close to Minho talking about your relationship. They’re right, though. Who would date a new person just a few days after he and his ex broke up? You’re right. It’s Minho—he gave out that kind of vibe.

Sighing and shaking your head, you cross your arms. “You need time to process and laugh over that, Kim? He’s an annoying ass. Who would fall for him?” You know that anybody would. That dude’s not only smart but also attractive: a consistent dean’s lister,  a volleyball varsity player, and a nice guy. You’re the only person he’s not friendly to.

“Anybody would. Minho is a pretty cool guy,” someone joined in your conversation. That was the only answer, as expected. 

Chaeyoung gets a chair from your other side and places it in front of you and Dahyun. “I heard it, by the way, _____. Dahyun told me. Minho choosing you just to get his ex back totally makes sense. You hate him, and he hates you. Hell, even his ex hates you! That woman would take him back in a flash if she sees you with him.”

You recall the last encounter you had before confirming the relationship. You snort, “The funny thing is that that was not how he approached me and told me his problem.”

“Both of you avoid each other like the plague. Yeah, Minho would never ask you to fake date him all of a sudden—” Dahyun cut her off by hitting her arm. Chaeyoung groans, holding her arm tight. “Just tell us!”

I’m really sorry.

Is this the person who accidentally bumped you yesterday? You had to go home with a coffee stain on your white shirt. It might be him because you have no idea who he was, and you’re sure you don’t have his number.

I still love you.

“You just received a message, right? Why is that person flooding you right when you’re in class?” Yeji moves her seat closer to you, peeking at the phone in your hands. “You gotta hurry, though. You know our professor wants some peace in group activities.”

I miss you so much.

Who even is this?

In case you lost my number, it’s 09*********.

“_____, do you mind turning your phone off, even just for an hour?”

I know that you’re really happy with him, but I want to see you.

Shit, your professor’s glaring at you. Yeji takes your phone and does the work. “Just power off!”

Unconsciously scratching your head, you apologize, “I’m so sorry, Ma’am. That was a lot of spam messages.”

“Learn how to mute your phone next time.” You nodded right away and said yes. Oh, you’re so done. You’re the teacher’s pet in this class; you might’ve lost it because of these messages.

What’s weird is that it goes on even the next few days after. You still receive messages. While in the canteen, you lightly monitor the phone in front of you as you work on assignments. The truth is, you’re looking after every message and call made by this person. Even if you muted this number, you wonder if they will stop soon.

“I don’t understand that. What the hell is that?”

“That’s called math, you dumbass!”

“Sorry! I’m not in a computer-related degree like _____!”

“So am I, Chaeyoung!”

Grunting, you go back to flipping the notes in your notebook. You are already not in the mood to look at the messages and calls from your phone right now. The deadline for this assignment is less than an hour, and you’re unfortunately procrastinating.

The phone rings loudly, mixing with the noise made by your surroundings. The stoves from every stall sizzle very loud, the laughs students can’t hold in, and utensils and plates are clacking here and there. It was too overwhelming until you just wanted to get out of here. But you have got to eat, you still have two more classes later, and you’ll have no time to eat.

As your phone's ringing ends, it returns just a minute later. This cycle has repeatedly happened for the past twenty minutes, and you don’t give a damn about it now. 

You quickly look at the surrounding people. The table at the center of the room was Minho and his friends. Felix and Chan are members of the volleyball varsity. From what you know, they’re the only close friends Minho has in computer science. His other friends, like Seungmin, Changbin, and Jisung, are taking different degrees, and you are coincidentally friends with them too. That’s all because of Yeji.

Minho, Chan, and Felix are the popular ones. Being a varsity team member equals a big following from the student population. The yearly championships are like a tradition; everybody attends that every year. So, as expected, they’ll sincerely support their alma mater’s team.

You admit that they’re very skilled players. Minho’s the best at serving, Felix can receive the ball right away with his speed, and Chan can block so well because of how high he can jump. In conclusion, the team’s weak without them.

You felt a hand on your shoulder and looked at your side immediately. “Are you aware that you’ve been staring at Minho and his friends? And Minho’s looking back at you? With a phone in his hand?”

Widening your eyes, you pretend to be working on your assignment again. Hopefully, none of them will bother you. More like you hope Minho will not bother you. Chan and Felix are not menacing, like Minho. 

You’re getting out of here. You ate your meal anyway, and all you have left is your assignment. Just go to the library as if nothing happened, and you can avoid Lee Minho for the rest of the day.

Packing up your things, you tell your friends that you’re leaving. “What? _____, don’t leave us here!”

“Dahyun, I feel embarrassed. I don’t want him to come here and make fun of me. He’s going to be egoistic all over again. I’ll just go to the library so nobody can ruin my day.”

As you quickly get out of the canteen and walk down the hallways, you feel a pull on your arm. “What are you doing—”

“Are you seriously playing with me right now?

Minho gets to scroll down your call history and all the messages he sent. Breathing loudly through his nose and clenching his teeth, he asks you another question, cornering you between the lockers and the wall. “Are you playing with me right now so I could look stupid?”

Unable to form a coherent answer, you try to speak whatever you can say, which is nothing. “Uh, well, you know, I really—”

His soft lips cut you off, leaving you widening your eyes for the nth time today.

“He kissed you?” 

“Don’t tell me that’s real.”

You thrash around in your seat. “Let me continue!”

Still confused over the sudden turn of events, all you did was move your arms around in your place. Unfortunately, you can’t even take a step or stand tall because Minho still caged you in his arms. 

His head moves to ask you near your ear, “Where is she?”

You don’t answer his question and push him off. The more you pushed him, the more he kept you in his arms. You do not know how weird this feels. He does not have any idea what personal space is. You try to complain louder; all he does is cover your mouth. You want to scream at his face, but you end up sounding muffled to him.

“Answer me, _____. And I’ll let you go,” he slowly moves his hand from your mouth.

“Do you mind telling me who’s that she first?”

Rolling his eyes, he finally steps away from you just a little. “My ex, Ara, of course. Who else would I mention?”

“I don’t know, a classmate or something? But yeah, Ara passed by earlier. She’s gone now.”

Heaven finally hearing your prayers, Minho lets go of you and steps away. You clear your throat. “Thank you. It was suffocating there in the corner.”

You thought he was going to leave you there already. You thought you could go to the library in peace after encountering the worst situation in mind. The worst of the worst came to you at this moment. 

“From now on, we’re in a relationship—”

You step forward and raise your hand. “Who says we can be in a relationship?”

Minho tilts his head and smiles. “Why don’t you let me finish first before you react? We will do this to make Ara jealous and get her back. We’ll just pretend.”

This teasing asshole strikes again. You shake your head. “Why me? You could’ve picked someone better.”

“Oh, don’t worry. You’re the perfect fit. Remember this?” He shows you your phone in his hands. “You played me. Getting into this fake relationship is your way of paying me back.”

Minho hands you back your phone in your hands. Before leaving, he greets you with his classic smirk, making your blood boil. “See you around, love!”

“Chaeyoung, please tell me that _____ is hallucinating.”

Groaning, you shook her shoulders. “It’s real, Dahyun! He even introduced himself to my family earlier this morning already.”

Chaeyoung snickers. “This whole fake relationship sounds like torture.”

Your relationship barely started, and it’s not what you wanted. Even if some part of you liked this so you could see annoying Ara’s face, you know there will be regrets in involving yourself. Not only were students gossiping about you, but Minho’s friends also started teasing you. Felix is a sweetheart, but he had the guts to bug you about your relationship in your last class. Before you left the canteen alone, you found Jisung and Changbin asking you how your fling with Minho was, and you just pushed them away. You wanted none of this.

You take a bite of your sandwich. “Yeah, it is. I hope I get to see Ara pissed off at me so she can take Minho back, and I’ll be over with this deal.”

“Praying that Minho doesn’t treat you like shit, as usual. Maybe a teeny-tiny nicer than he normally is with you,” Dahyun steals the sandwich in your hands and takes a bite. “He is your boyfriend, after all. He must treat you well.”

“You have a distorted view of a couple. This relationship is not a one-sided thing. I, unfortunately, have to be friendly with Minho too, which is irritating.” You get your sandwich back, take a bite, and return it to Dahyun. “It’s all yours.”

You’ll have your next class in less than 30 minutes. Coming to class last minute is stressful sometimes, considering that you’ll do not know how long you can arrive at your classroom. There will be a crowd of students in the halls, especially when classes start again, like what will happen later.

“I’ll go now. The building’s two blocks from here,” you grab your bag and recheck your two friends. “I’ll be fine with him, don’t worry! Don’t give me those sad faces!” You pat both of their heads and push back your chair to the table. “I’ll be fine. I’m used to that.”

Walking past many people in the hallways, you felt more space around you as… Minho’s friends surrounded you? Your first few days with him were not like this.

“What are you guys doing here? Aren’t some of you supposed to be in the other building?” You looked around, seeing all of them walking near you.

Chan was the first to speak. “Honestly, we have no place to speak about this, _____.”

The one and only Lee Minho greeted you, who walked quickly to your side. “From now on, you’re not going to class alone.” 

Not sure if he was joking, but you spoke your mind. “I can do this on my own, and I don’t need you guys joining me here.”

Before you argue more about it, Minho hands you a t-shirt. “Wear this.”

You look at your outfit for the day. “Does this shirt look that bad to you?”

Minho doesn’t answer your question, so you bombard him with more questions to get him on his nerves and say something. “Don’t I look nice? Isn’t this decent enough for me to stand beside you? Does this not fit your standards?”

Minho presses his lips and asks. “Do you want me to put that shirt on you?”

His friends around you stopped and let out some oohs. You sighed. You knew this was a bad idea.

“Change,” Minho moves his head toward the comfort room, “I’ll be waiting.”

You came out with a t-shirt with a large heart in the center. It has additional details like stitches, making the heart look like it was sewn. This shirt, in particular, is not your style, but this would suffice. “Do I look better now?”

Minho takes off his sweater and reveals a matching shirt. Oh, so that’s what he’s aiming for today. Couple t-shirts, cute, I guess? Impressed enough, you smiled at him. He smiles and gives you his hand, silently asking you to hold it with yours.

Walking around, hands tied still, with his friends, you saw Ara and her friend walking towards you. Now, this made more sense. The couple t-shirts were your first stunt to make Ara jealous.

“Didn’t work, Minho. It looks like Ara’s not affected by it,” you hear Seungmin behind you.

“That’s fine. It’s still the first,” Minho stops, leaving the rest of the group to stop. “I’ll leave it here. I’ll take them somewhere. You guys can do your own thing now.”

“Good luck, bro,” Jisung says, offering Minho a fistbump. He looks at you and whispers, “You can do it. He’s tolerable enough without us too.”

“I heard that!” Minho attempts to pinch Jisung. Hearing a loud screech from Jisung, you step away from the small scene. Jisung was pulled by Changbin, dragging him away from both of you.

Once Jisung is out of the picture, Minho faces you. He doesn’t have any idea where to take you since he only thought of the couple t-shirts to show it off to his ex. A part of him feels bad about dragging you into this short stunt.

“I know where to take you.”

In the sports building, obviously. You both bought some taho on the way, though. More like, Minho paid for both of your taho, which was surprising.

“You know how to play table tennis?” He asks as he drags you to a room.

“Nope, I hope you wouldn’t judge,” you tell him, trying to grip the paddle properly.

Minho was going to comment about it, but he stopped himself right away and understood you. “All good. That’s fine with me. I can teach you.”

It felt like your eyes were sparkling out of wonder. You immediately look at Minho and ask, “Really? You’re willing to?”

He genuinely smiles at you and answers, “Yeah, I’m willing. No worries, I think you’ll get the hang of this right away.”

“Which is easier, table tennis or volleyball?” You hand him the paddle in your hand. “You’re pretty good with anything at this point.”

Minho felt his body tense on the spot. That was the first time you said something nice to him. He’s used to bickering with you. Were you serious about this too? It seemed like you were being nice to him for real this time.

He knows you’re a good person. This whole enemy and competitor thing happened between you, resulting in you excluding him from your people-to-be-nice-with list. He has seen you with other people, and you’re usually like how you behaved just a while ago. 

He’s glad enough that you could let your guard down around him for once. Maybe he’ll treasure this even if it was too early. He knows you’ll be back to arguing soon.

“Uh, it depends, really. I’m more used to volleyball, though. I just play table tennis for fun since I hang around here in the sports building quite a lot,” he awkwardly gets the paddle from your hand. With a scratch on his head, he reminds himself of his manners. “Thanks, though. I’m not an expert at everything. I just like trying out new things.”

“We must be the same, then!” You hold the ball, playing it with your hand. “You know, I grew up people saying I’m smart at everything,” you look at him.

Minho agrees. He notices that you’re brilliant about a lot of things. You’re a dean’s lister like him. Sometimes, he thinks you’re one of the best out there. He just doesn’t confess about that. “You in computer science say a lot about that. You’re intelligent.”

You laugh, memories flooding back in your head when you hear Minho mention your degree. “Did you know how stupid I felt when I failed my first programming course? Maybe I blame my professor for that. But when I discovered I got a failing grade, I asked myself for days if computer science was for me.”

Snorting, you shake your head. “As expected, I had to take it the next semester, and there we go! I did very well! I passed, and I enjoyed programming. And yeah, I got the same score as you on our machine project in discrete mathematics.” You hand him the ball. You felt a little better that you brought that out now. Your friends never understood how hard it was for you since they’re not in the same degree as you.

“I realized I’ll do great if I have to work my ass off twice as much as I usually do. It sucks, but it’s fulfilling to know that I’m doing fine.” You look at Minho. “I’m still surprised that I’m still a part of the dean’s list. The last time I heard, I almost slipped off the list.”

“I’m not good at consoling, _____, but I know you’re doing great, whether you fail, pass, or get on the list.” You hear Minho mutter your name, “I know it was hard for you. You said all of it. But I hope you don’t use it to bring yourself down.”

Minho gently places the paddle on the table and gets the ball from your palm. He faces you, leaning on his side on the table. “You’re outstanding. Don’t think that you’re not that good compared to me. I also went through a lot to get into that volleyball team. All of us really have to deal with rough shit before getting up there.”

You chuckle. “You’re right, sorry. I made it sound like it’s all about me—”

“No worries, I totally get you anyway,” he pats your back and smirks. “I know it feels nice to dump your problems sometimes.”

Gasping, you lightly push him. You get to hear his laugh. “I did not intend to dump all of it, Lee! I said I’m sorry already!”

You see Minho change his behavior, returning to his usual, insufferable self. He blinks multiple times, fixes his shirt, gets the paddle again, and playfully waves it on your face. “Shall we?”

You nod. Minho nods back and walks to your back. He gets your hand from behind and helps you grip the paddle properly. “You can hold the paddle like that. Don’t hold it like you’re going to murder somebody.”

“Does it look like I can murder you with this paddle, Minho?” You look at him, raising your eyebrows.

He grips your hand tightly, making you groan. “Yes, I know you can, which is why I’m teaching you the right way how to hold it.”

Minho’s aware of the presence of Ara in the room. It was why his demeanor changed right away. “She’s there again, by the way. Let’s look decent for a bit.”

“Yes, sir, on it.” You look at your hand with the paddle. It feels weird because it’s your first time playing this sport. Minho lets go of you confusingly and walks away.

Minho returns to your side with the other paddle and a ball. As Minho explains how to serve the ball, you focus on Ara. You hope that she’ll see this whole thing. 

“Are you even listening?”

You look back at him, his face filled with annoyance, “Yes—well, no. Ara saw us!” You see Ara and her friends leaving suddenly, “And now, she’s gone. Why is she leaving right away every time we're together?”

He sighs. “She might’ve seen how dramatic you are every time you’re with me. It’s great.”

Before you get to defend yourself, you see Minho leaving you as well. “Dang, Minho’s right. It must be a me problem.” You get your things and chase Minho. “Don’t leave me, Lee! What the hell? You brought me here, and you’re just going to get out of here on your own?”

You tried to find Minho, but he’s really gone. Slowly walking through the tiny sidewalk, you attempt to see if Minho’s still nearby. And as expected, he’s nowhere to be seen. 

Mindlessly walking, you plug in your earphones and listen to music on your way home. The music was a great way to make your life less boring. Your life has been full of adventures; the music made it more entertaining. Who knew getting a fake boyfriend was a part of your story, anyway? It could’ve been more. You get to enjoy your non-curricular activities, like being in organizations. Unfortunately, you temporarily abandoned your book club for this relationship. You could’ve recommended books to first-year students! You could’ve exchanged books with your friends and read them overnight!

You move the papers and folders under your arm to check the time on your phone, 7:05 PM. Great, you’ll have less time to review for your exams later. You could’ve gotten a tricycle ride to get home quicker, but the terminal’s a few minutes from where you are. Groaning, you carelessly walk and grumble over your cravings for pancit canton—the chilimansi one, to be specific.

The louder you talked to yourself about how desperate you were to get home and get things done, the more people behind you knew what to do.

You shrieked at the sudden noise coming from your back. Everything was so fast; you didn’t know a bunch of those mean and nasty students honked their car and almost ran it over you intentionally, dropping all of your things out of shock.

Several kids shouted from the car, “Sorry!” And all of them laughed. If only they were out of the vehicle, you could’ve charged them and punched all of their faces. That would be no regret, even if you were never the type to fight people. They deserve it for being assholes.

Bending down, you try to chase for the papers, lightly flying above the road. They almost crashed a human being and drove recklessly. Why are there no police officers here?

“Didn’t those people skip GMRC or homeroom classes when they were young?”

You have no idea who that was, but you agree. That must be a stranger passing by, not caring about what happened to you. “Yeah, they probably skipped. Not surprised, though. There’ll always be people like them.”

You heard some sounds nearby while picking up all of your notes. Unexpectedly, you see a person getting your papers on the sidewalk across from you. Was this guy the one who just talked to you?

“You’re right. But that doesn’t mean you’ll let them roam around like that. Here you go.” The person hands you the rest of the papers you couldn’t catch earlier. After thanking him. He introduces himself to you, “I’m Hyunjin.”

You have never heard his name yet. You’re acquainted with many students because of connections, but you probably haven’t met this one. It’s not wrong to meet a new person. Meeting a new friend after an unexpected accident like this was funny enough to think that you must be friends with Hyunjin. “Hey, Hyunjin. I’m _____. Nice to meet you in this way,” you chuckled.

He’s a transferee, perhaps?

He grins, “Oh, no worries. I have nothing to do, and I’m also on my way home, anyway. Is your place nearby?”

When Hyunjin saw your mouth fall open and rock your feet in place, he knew you still had a long way to go. “Want to grab some dinner first? Let’s eat pares, my treat.”

None of you know that those students who sped past you were watching nearby. Unfortunately, they have a plan against you.

Are you really up for volleyball class this early? No.

This sport shouldn’t sound complicated since you’ve played this before in high school. Frankly, you’re not the worst player out there. You could be very useful for an actual volleyball team, according to several varsity team members who were your classmates.

Have you told your boyfriend who excels in this specific sport? No.

You’re nothing compared to him in volleyball, you just know. If you mention this to him, he might ask you to play with him on the spot, and you know it’ll end up in the loser treating the winner. That’s how he competes with his teammates in training, according to Felix. You don’t want to go home physically exhausted and suffering financially.

Well, you’re a little rusty in volleyball since it has been years since you properly played this. So, you might need extra warm-ups and practices for this friend.

Setting the ball for a few rounds now, you wouldn’t say you’re that bad for starters. You’re underestimating yourself. This progress is pretty good for someone who’s a newbie or needs a refresher. Okay, maybe, you can brag about this to Minho a little bit.

It was fun and all, until someone threw the ball in a different direction—directly on your head. Why is existing more challenging now when you got Minho with you? Peace is non-existent in your fate.

“How ambitious of you!”

Automatically falling into a face of confusion, your search for the voice leads to a familiar face—that girl in the car a few nights ago.

Let’s be honest. Self-defense is your biggest weakness. You never taught yourself to fight for yourself in situations as immediately intense as this, since you always want no harm. If this was a verbal argument, maybe you still had the guts to fight back. But this involves physical damage.

Before you get to fend for yourself, the girl and the rest of the group throw all the volleyballs at you, leaving you a pained mess on the floor. This is you against a group. You immediately knew you’d lose in this battle. Not only were you thrown with actual objects, but they also threw unnecessary words at you.

“You’re such a gold digger!”

“You’re from nowhere! How did you get them?”

“Two-timer, are we getting a little flirty?”

When you knew this was about Minho and Hyunjin (who should be innocent in this case), you had to get out of here. You’re assuming their next move will harass you with their own hands based on how they move. Groaning, you get up and grab your bags from the bleachers.

One of them shouts, “Where do you think you’re going?”

You look behind and see the girl chase you until you leave the building. She stops before heading back inside. “Wake up, _____! You and Minho are not compatible!”

Same place, same people. The same road where nothing was by your side. The same street where you were so helpless. All you wanted was the life you had a week ago. How did you get into this torturous cycle of people getting jealous of bagging one of the biggest stars of the university?

That was pure evil. Why are they this mean towards you? Maybe all you want is to go back to your dorm, sulk and cry with some ice cream. Hopefully, the world will be better one tear at a time. 

Another honking sound surprised you, reminding you of last night's turn of events. Irritated by the sound, you asked nobody and continued walking, “Why do drivers like to surprise people with that?” 

The car behind you stops. “And that’s because I’m here to really surprise you with—wait, _____, are you crying?”

Minho gets out of the car and chases you to greet you with a hug. “What happened?”

Melting into his embrace, you hummed on his chest, sobbing more than before. This is officially your first time breaking down in front of him, and it’s all because of him. “Nothing really. Can you just take me to my dorm and—”

Minho smoothly rubs your back, “Don’t hide it from me. I know this is all pretend, but don’t be afraid to share it with me if you like. I’m all ears, _____.”

That might’ve made you cry even more. Why is he so nice again? You know he’ll switch back to his usual self later on. Are you falling for this trap? Are you sure he is genuinely willing to listen to your rant about jealous students? Will that be a sensible conversation with him?

“It will sound so petty, Minho. This is nothing I’m telling you—”

He gently holds your head, ensuring you keep eye contact with him. “_____, let’s be serious here. Is it petty if you’re a crying mess like this?” 

Shaking your head, you mumble no multiple times, bringing you back to tears. Minho brings you back to his arms, crossing them around you in the right fit, not too tight and not too loose. His scent was so comforting—lavender and baby powder. He smelled so pure and clean. “Do you still want to return to your dorm?” He asked you softly, hearing a small yes as an answer.

What are you doing to him? Barely two weeks into this fake relationship, and he’s willing enough to soften his heart already. He will stick with you, making sure that you did the stunts, and you got to treat each other as actual significant others. But wasn’t he like this with Ara, too? Didn’t he open up to her right away? Maybe he’ll just see what’s going to happen next. Give you both a few more weeks before facing the growing tingling feeling on his chest. You’re not that bad after all; indeed, you’re better than you seem. He’s up with making you his actual friend. He’s aware that he’s guarding his heart sometimes, knowing he grows attachments immediately. Maybe after a few more stunts, he’ll get Ara back and get to know you more.

Minho reaches for your hand on the side, pulling you to the car. “I should’ve stayed by your side on our last visit to the sports building. I’m really sorry.”

He didn’t break his promise of staying by your side until that night. Maybe it was because of the feeling that he couldn’t do the stunt with you properly, or he wasn’t in the right mind. When he left you in the sports building, he thought you were behind him all this time until when he got into his car. He even tried to find you in the building, going through the floor by floor, until you messaged you were back in your dorm already, stomach full. Out of pure concern, he was relieved that you were safe. He knows that both his and your parents will kill him if he loses you.

And now, he arrived slightly late. He could’ve prevented the still-unknown problem that left you gripping his shirt tightly and sobbing heavily on his shoulder. Better late than never, he thought. He knows how to deal with this. He lost Ara somewhere when they were together. Ara’s phone was dead, and Minho searched for her from night until the day. In the end, he got scolded by Ara’s father in front of their house. He doesn’t want that to happen to anybody again, and he hated he left someone—you—after that.

“It’s fine, Minho. You don’t have to apologize. I should have protected myself,” you told him, getting into the passenger seat of his car and buckling your seatbelt.

After Minho got into the car again and started the engine, he curiously asked, “What happened there? Who are they to make you cry a river like that?”

“Why did you cry?” Minho glances at you, steering the car. “I just want to know so I can help you somehow. I don’t want to see your puffy face cry that much.”

Sighing, you lean back in your seat. Do you really have to tell Minho now? You’d rather keep this one. You don’t want him teasing you all over again. “You have to ask me right now?”

“Yeah, well, if it’s fine with you,” he eyes the car's rear mirror, “because if you’re not ready to tell me, I can wait.”

You thank the heavens that he has patience within him. Maybe you can do it once you’re back in your dorm? Saying it here and now might be a little overwhelming, for you are still recovering from whatever happened earlier. If you recall all of it, you might burst into tears just to explain it to Minho for the nth time. 

When you arrive at your building, you bring Minho to your dorm room when you come to your building. No one’s in your place. Yeji probably hung out with some of her friends today. “Home, sweet home, I guess?”

On the left, a kitchen countertop matches the color of the walls, white. The bathroom’s already on the right, with a door open, displaying the simple sink and mirror. And further back to the dorm are your beds and study spaces. The room isn’t that cramped for everything you need, luckily. Your beds were on one side, and your tables and shelves were across them. 

The first thing you did after closing the door was drop your lumpiang togue on your table. Minho was compassionate enough once again to treat you to some food.

He scans the whole market for anything you can eat quickly. Glancing at you, he asks, “You like lumpiang togue?”

Did he just read your mind? How did he know your love for lumpiang togue?

“Yeah, I like them,” you softly answer, fiddling the sleeves of your white t-shirt, which you wore earlier this morning for volleyball class. You haven’t changed your attire, also still wearing your rubber shoes and navy jogging pants.

Minho sighs. “Great, that’s what I can afford for now. I left the rest of my money in my place.” He finds some bills in his pockets. He was planning to take you to his dorm since Seungmin visited his family. But the whole you-crying-on-the-streets happened, so he had a change of plan, making you feel better. Seriously, it’s not his strength, but he’s willing to try.

You hold his wrist, stopping him from reaching for any money, “I can pay. I have some money with me.” Minho stiffens, and you try to get your wallet from your backpack, mumbling, “You probably brought anything barely to buy here. I’ll just take it from here.”

He was persistent in treating you today. He had to do it. He wanted to do it. Shaking his head, he’s now the one who’ll reach for your wrist. “No, _____. I’ll pay. You can keep your money.”

Looking at his face, you feel hesitant to let this slide. You think it’s because of the lack of money in his pockets, and he’s really trying hard to be the perfect (fake) boyfriend he is. But the problem is that you only hear some clinking sound from his pockets, implying that he probably has mostly coins. And he might just fight you back if you don’t surrender. Maybe he’s really striving to treat you again.

You clear your throat. “Yeah, sure, go on. If you really want to, then. I’ll just do it the next time we eat outside.”

Perhaps Minho only heard the last few words. I’ll just do it the next time we eat outside. Are you implying that you guys will go out again for food? With this setup you have, Minho was not sure if there’ll be a next time for everything. It’s unclear to assume how long you will continue this. Even if it has been a week, Ara could take him back tomorrow or the other day.

This could be the last time you can eat together. Why did he feel a little heartbroken over this thought? Is it because he got to see more of your softer side? Is it because of this little friendship you were progressively growing that is still as small as a seed? Maybe he wasn’t ready to go back to the usual bickering both of you do. He genuinely enjoyed your fun and calmer side. In the first few days, you got to go around the campus hand in hand. It was initially awkward. Both of your hands were sweating. But he enjoyed your presence, regardless. You got to treat each other decently in classes, picking each other immediately as partners in some projects. Why is he overthinking about you too many times now? He’ll miss this. It’s been a week, and he might’ve not regretted picking you. It could’ve been worse if he had got someone senselessly crazy over him.

On your side, though, you’re taking this whole fake relationship lightly. Yes, you got to see an angelic Minho with a halo on his head rather than those red horns. You’ve seen his side of being intelligent and humble. From your time together working on some papers, you’ve seen how hardworking he is. Well, he is hardworking, but his tremendous pride overshadows it. Working with him wasn’t so bad. If you ever get to pick a partner after this fake relationship, you might genuinely pick him over some of your friends. You appreciated his taste on the first few dates you had. He wasn’t the fancy type, even if he looked like a person who thought highly of himself. Your time in the park wasn’t so bad. You enjoyed the messy conversation with some ice cream. You also enjoyed your time in the mall. He was the type to window shop than splurge. You were going to tease him about being broke, but he was letting his guard down for a few minutes, so you appreciated the small moment of peace between the two of you.

Nodding, he steps forward to buy on the stall in front of you.

Leaning your back on the table beside him, you ask, “Have anything to say about my place?” Deep inside, you know he will lightly tease you about your dorm. It’s been looking too dull, considering the only prominent color: white. You could visit some of your friend’s places, and their homes and rooms were full of color. You got to see Dahyun’s place, and her room’s walls painted a beautiful shade of sky blue. Chaeyoung’s dorm has an incredible combination of brown and black, giving her space a vintage vibe that suits her style. Some of your other classmates’ rooms had rooms in bright colors like pink, violet, or dandelion, which you admit are very pleasing colors. “Does it look too boring? I was trying to convince Yeji to change this whole place again. White’s not clicking with me anymore.”

Minho looked around once again. He displays an unreadable expression, which makes you feel uncertain. “I guess it is boring. I knew it.” Minho waves his hands. “No! I actually like it. It feels very peaceful,” he sighs. “I think it shows a lot about who you are.”

“So you’re telling me I’m boring?”

Groaning, he explains to you once again. “It’s a nice color for a dorm. It’s not boring. You’re very pure and sincere, like the color white. Even if we spat the most unnecessary words at each other, you’re pretty honest and genuine in what you say. I don’t mean this badly, but you’re sensitive. Sensitive in a way that you easily pull yourself into emotions, you feel quite a lot, from what I noticed. You’re not that numb, and I like it. White’s not that blank in my own eyes.”

That was… wonderful. Minho got a point once again. He’s not like you, who quickly rambles a lot. He makes sure he says everything with his actual intentions straightforwardly. You liked how he mentioned your bickering; it made you laugh for the first time in a while. It was nice to hear that from Minho for another time. “Thanks, maybe the color’s not so bad after all. I appreciate the words.”

“You’re getting shy, aren’t you?” You pulled out your handkerchief from your pocket and tossed it to his face. “Shut up! I don’t get those kinds of words a lot. Being sensitive is a bad thing for some, but I appreciate how you made it sound nice—something in your voice that told me in my head that it’s alright to feel things with so much impact,” you grin, “so, don’t be surprised that I’ll cry over something again in the next few days. We still have the articulation paper! We should get it done! I’ll cry for real if we procrastinate it!”

Minho laughs. “Want to start it tomorrow? After my training in the morning?” It took you a few seconds to answer him because… he laughed! That was a very genuine laugh, and it sounded so lovely. It suits him so much. If only you heard that every day, that’d be better than the fuss both of you make every time. When he scratches his head nervously, you answer, “I’m not that busy for the next few days, so I’m up for that! Maybe I can take you out for coffee if you’re into that?”

You have no idea how Minho loved the word coffee. He drinks coffee every day, almost like his water, so he might’ve been the happiest person ever when he heard that you’d treat his coffee. “I am in love with coffee, so you don’t have to ask, _____,” he smiles. “Great, now that we’ll have coffee tomorrow, I’m sure we’ll finish our paper just fine. Trust me.”

The next few days with Minho were relaxing, much to your surprise. You joined each other’s agendas, including Minho’s training sessions for the incoming volleyball championships. You opened up to him about what happened to you in the sports building, resulting in him getting outrageous on the spur of the moment.

Minho tries to ask calmly after taking a sip of his beloved coffee, “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?” He knew you wanted to recover from what happened emotionally, but he didn’t think you had to recover from that, right? 

“I wanted to forget about it for a while, Minho. I didn’t want to spend the rest of my time feeling miserable because of your fans crossing the line,” you answer, taking a bite of Minho’s cheesecake.

Before getting another bite, Minho reaches for your hand, removing the fork. He points the utensil at you, “_____, you just said they crossed the line. Don’t you think you should’ve told me right away still, and we could’ve done something about it?”

“I’m too nice to report it to the office, Minho,” your other hand reaches for his. “I know it’s a problem, but I’m seriously going to let this go. I know I cried over it, but this is not the worst thing I cried over. Maybe knocking some sense to themselves will make them more realistic that you’re not going to pick them.”

Snorting, he laughs and leans back in his seat. “Did you think I’m going to pick them over you?” He was misinterpreting it! You didn’t mean it that way. “Hey! You wouldn’t pick them in general because of how they acted, right? They were violent. Do you want a significant other like that?”

You pulled your hands away from him and stood from your seat. “You—” He cuts you off by holding your hands again, rushing over to the seat beside you, and gently pushing you back on your chair. “Get off of me! You’re twisting my words again!” All he did in response was laugh and hold you loosely. At least he didn’t grip your hands that tight.

“I get you. I get you. Don’t worry! I’m teasing you with good intentions!” He continues to laugh and move his things near you, returning to your side. “Sorry, really, but I understood what you meant. I would rather not have somebody who attacks people with volleyballs.”

Speaking of volleyballs, he remembered one of the things you said while you recalled the whole incident to him. “You said you were setting the volleyball? Didn’t you guys just start learning volleyball? How could you set the ball on your own properly without anybody monitoring? You could’ve squished your head with the volleyball—”

You shushed him, whispering a secret you thought you’d keep from him. “I know how volleyball works, okay? Unlike my other classmates who had no idea how to receive a volleyball, I’ve done it before. But it doesn’t mean I am a professional at it!”

He’d seen you stick your face with books and papers. But you… as an athlete? That’s something new. He never saw you as a type to engage with sports. “And you said I was good at many things, huh? You can also play volleyball! Why don’t you try out for the team too? I know you’ll do great there too!”

Slumping on your seat, you shudder. Minho’s convincing you with something good now, and it doesn’t fit your plans well. “Never saw myself dedicating my life to sports. Even if I say I’m not that bad, I don’t have any plan to spend a lot of time training.”

“I bet you can serve the ball very well like me. Your hand’s so heavy every time you push my head away—okay, I’ll stop!” Minho playfully glares at you. You did push his head away again. Laughing, you tell him, “Stop being so cocky, MVP! We all know you’re good with the sport!” Minho gasps, placing his hand on his chest. “Is _____ really acknowledging my skill in volleyball? That’s such an honor!” He repeatedly bows to you, “Thank you very much, _____. I value your kind words!”

Chuckling, you stop him from bowing, holding onto his built body, “Yeah, whatever, Lee. I just watched you train earlier this morning. You were pretty good.”

And now, you’re back to where it all began, the sports building. You’re facing the same people who had the guts to hurt you. The news of this group expressing their jealousy through volleyballs didn’t go well for Minho’s friends. They had them kneeling on the ground. A crowd surrounded you, implying that many knew about what happened. 

Minho is beside you, snaking his arm around yours. “Do you have anything to say to _____?”

Minho and his friends set this whole thing up? Did they plan this right after you told him what happened?

“None of you are answering,” Changbin shouts, “Say something!” Jisung joins, playing with a volleyball in his hand and giving another to Changbin, “Quickly! Say sorry!”

Oh, these guys are taking it seriously. You did not know this duo could be louder than they could have ever been, and it scares you a little. They’ve been happy and fun most of the time. Their faces scream terror.

The group mumbled sorry a few times, making Minho puzzled at how quiet and short they apologized. “Doesn’t sound sincere to me, right, boys?” His friends agreed, telling the kneeled they should apologize genuinely. 

Changbin and Jisung handed the volleyballs to Minho and passed them to you. “Nobody should hurt the person I love.”

Some of the boys, specifically Chan, Felix, and Jeongin, squealed loudly, getting the attention of Ara nearby. Ara, unfortunately, heard all of it since all the boys’ voices were echoing in the room. She steps into the crowd and watches the whole scene. You, on the other hand, tried to control your feelings. If Minho said that on a typical day, you’d push his head away like you always do. He said this in front of people, many people. You can’t screw the stunt up.

“Hit them on the face, _____!”

“Go _____!”

And they were all chanting your name. Did you want revenge? No. Do you feel these people should learn their lesson by publicly embarrassing them? No. Do they deserve to get harmed the same way as you did? No. You were truly too nice to treat them like this. Even if you were like royalty to Minho and his friends, you’d rather stay back and let things flow like how they’re supposed to. It already happened, and you’d rather keep things that way. You’re sure you don’t want them to go home with bruises. Shaming them wasn’t the way to go for you.

The group assumed you would hit them, so they covered their heads with their arms and whimpered. Minho’s friends still chanted your name to support the payback until you dropped the volleyballs from your hands. Smiling, you didn’t give in and got out of the room by pulling Minho away to the entrance of the building. Minho holds your hand after closing the door for you. 

He stops you from walking down the building’s steps. “You really are too nice for this, _____. I wanted to do something in return for what happened to you.”

Lightly removing his hand from your arms, you roll your eyes. “You mean to bring them back there with volleyballs again for vengeance? Of course not, Minho. It’s so wrong to hit them.” Proceeding with your short trip to his car, Minho follows you behind, not noticing your rolling eyes. “Yeah, keep that bad boy facade. That doesn’t work for me. We’re in a relationship in this deal. If I’m not tolerating violence, then so are you. Let them go, yeah?”

You completely forgot that Minho has the intimidating side that everybody fears. Nobody knows about it except those who’ve seen him retaliate. With those large hands and muscled arms, you knew he could throw a big punch. You’ve seen it. And you know he’s willing to do it if he needs it. Frankly, his throwing punches might be a little attractive to you—whoops.

“Yes, I’ll stop! I’ll stop for you!” Minho raises both arms to his sides, giving in to your request. He knows you mean well, and maybe he needs a little of a change. For the past few days, he hasn’t told you about this yet, but he felt guilty over his teasing of you and all the little competition he started between you two. He began to truly appreciate you, acknowledging that he now considers you his friend, not this weird enemy-slash-competitor like you were before. When his friends asked about you, he was comfortable enough to mention you without cringing by simply thinking about you as he did back then. Minho cared for your thoughts and feelings, only occasionally inserting the teasing when he felt he needed it, which is still all the time, minus the intention of making you push his head away. He doesn’t want to get headaches anymore.

You stay still, the tips of your fingers on his car’s door handle. Will Minho truly stop for you? Well, he has been honest with you for the whole time in this deal. Maybe he felt how uncertain you were about what you could’ve done to the group earlier? If yes, thank the heavens he did; you seriously didn’t want to hurt anybody. “Alright, then. Let’s just go somewhere else.”

“How about the seaside near the mall in the other city?” You blinked after he delicately pulled your hand once again from the door handle. All the touches that happened ruined you, making you feel butterflies every time. The hand-holding, too, was making you flustered every time now. Is it because you brought down the walls against each other now? Were you getting too comfortable about his affections? He might’ve done this to others without making them flustered. 

Minho rose his brows at how unresponsive you were to his touch. He assumed you didn’t get that much sleep before fetching you earlier this morning. After all, you volunteered to proofread your paper before emailing it to your professor. Both of you were on a video call the whole night. Minho was sweet enough to watch you proofread the articulation paper as impressive as you two made. Waving his hand in front of your face, he expressed his confusion about your lack of action. “You good? Did you get to sleep well last night? You were staring at the ground.”

Shaking your head, you answer him right after you get out of your trance. “Yes, I’m fine. Yeah, maybe. I still got the sleep, but it wasn’t the best, to be honest.” You finally got into the car after Minho opened the door for you.

You yell through the window as Minho goes to the driver’s seat. “The seaside’s an excellent choice, by the way!” Minho smiles, satisfied with the idea he just made. He thought of taking you there for some fresh air after a lot of stress and work over the last few days. Dedicatedly working with you day and night made Minho realize how far you’re willing to go just to pass. No, you’re not doing everything just to pass; you wholeheartedly wanted to excel, and that’s what he liked about you. He remembers how you will not let his outline for the paper slide.

“Minho, we have to make this paper detailed. Based on your outline, our paper’s going to be vague. We wouldn’t be able to dig deep into our topic.” You underlined some parts in the outline he attempted to create. “If we have the chance to explain further, then take it. Let’s not take this lightly. The paper is a part of our major requirements for the class.”

Minho didn’t care about this class much since his degree’s technicalities weren’t there. There was no math and programming, so he cared little about his work. Not until you became his partner for this paper. Did he guess he’ll take this more seriously now that you’re with him? 

He mumbled under his breath. “Felix wasn’t kidding when you take every requirement seriously.” You glance up at him, raising your eyebrow. “Felix told you? We were group mates in another class.”

Nodding, he peeks at the pad of paper you were writing on. He meekly answers, “Felix told me you were the leader, and he thought the position fits you. He told me you were ‘artistic’-ish since you always have many ideas in your head.”

“Seems like Felix dropped many things about me to you.” You chuckle. “Was that why you knew much about me before we got into this fake relationship?” 

Since Felix is a good friend, you didn’t expect him to talk about you to Minho. Although, you didn’t expect that he’ll get into detail like that since both of you bond together during classes only. “You got to use them against me.” You mumbled, playfully rolling your eyes. “Thanks for all of the teasing, by the way. I still remember how you embarrassed me about how I messed up my report to my prof last year.”

Minho was going to apologize already since it was the right timing, but you cut him off showing what you wrote on his face. Not the right timing. “Here! I made the outline you made more specific! What do you think? Do you think our paper could be good with this flow?” He grabbed the paper and distanced it from him a little, squinting his eyes.

The outline you made was jaw-dropping for him. He was astounded by how comprehensive your outline was. He wasn’t in the right mind to create a good articulation paper right now with this hell of a topic, so it amazed him how you could plan the critical points necessary for the paper. “You do not know how good this is, _____. This is great!”

In Minho’s head, he declares that you’re one of the most intelligent group mates he has ever encountered. And he found you interesting at that moment—how was your mind this brilliant? Papers like this take him days. It’s not his field of interest, so it consumes a lot of his time. “I don’t even do outlines. This one’s thorough and very impressive. You even pointed out things here that I never thought of!” He uses his ballpen to show them to you, laughing out of wonder. “This is not even the paper, yet you’re surprising me for real.”

“Great! We’ll be on the road for a long time, so buckle up! We’re going to have a nice time!” Minho bashfully grins. That was so adorable. You cannot help but poke his cheek for that. There was something about the glint in his eyes and the bottomless energy spewing out of him. This is a different Minho, a very joyful one, to be exact. When you notice Minho’s ears turn red, you giggle, reaching for his cheek again to pinch. “Your ears are so red! So adorable!”

Minho scratches his head and moves it away, you out of his sight. His hand climbs up to his face, feeling the heat on his face. Smiling, he tries to keep the tension down. “Shut up. I’m just a little excited.” Laughing, you lightly push his shoulder. “And it’s adorable, Minho. I don’t see you get excited quite a lot.”

Grumbling, he pushes your head away, similar to what you usually do to him. With shouts of protest coming from your mouth, he shouts back nonsense to tease your way of resisting. “Why don’t you take a nap first, _____? We have around an hour to go before we arrive at the seaside. If traffic persists, maybe another hour stuck on the road.”

You surrender by slumping your shoulders. “That wouldn’t be so bad, I guess.” Minho smirks and slowly pushes your head to the window. “You spent the whole night worrying about our paper. Take a nap, please. Take this as a little favor from me.” Minho waves his hand up and down as a sign to close your eyes. You whine. “I’m doing a favor right now. Ask me one at a time,” you move around on your seat, getting comfortable, “but I might take that little one. I’ll sleep for a bit.” 

He waits for you to settle down and close your eyes before turning the engine on and starting the trip. When he hears your tiny snores, he unknowingly pats your head, letting out a satisfied sigh from his lips. Minho’s absolutely glad that you gave yourself time to rest. You're unstoppable—he learned something new about your work ethic over the past few days. While working on your paper and other requirements, Minho saw you sit endlessly, writing, typing, reading, and doing everything you could have done to complete the demands. Including no sleep, you barely let your eyes close completely like you always do until Minho ensures you get enough rest. Minho couldn’t believe that you were still so lively despite your normality of barely sleeping. Pretty much like Chan, he thinks. He thought only Chan was capable of doing that.

He takes this as an exchange for your acceptance of this deal he made with you. He thought that helping you in your routine while staying by his side to have you as his boyfriend was a great way to get the chemistry needed for a couple and that heart of yours (to be your friend, obviously). And so far, his plan is working. You’ve been getting comfortable with him, and he’s happy to see you no longer see him as this horrendous human being who’ll ruin your week every time. Plus, his group chat with his friends is flooding his notifications that Ara saw the occasion earlier in the sports building.

jisung: seungmin said ara was staring at both of you earlier!

jisung: it should be working!!!!

felix: i got to see it! she has the usual sad face lol

chan: are you sure you saw her face…?

changbin: you were too busy squealing over minho and _____

felix: JHSFDADJ STOP YOU TWO???

seungmin: LMAOOO felix, you probably forgot that they’re not a real couple, right?

felix: WELL, they *are* a real couple right now so…

felix: and they’re getting along very well!!! have you seen them the other day?

chan: oh, when you guys were talking about the next machine project?

felix: YEAH, the three of us were initially discussing it until they argued what type of loops they were going to use in the program lol

seungmin: so that’s how you define “they’re getting along very well” then?

minho: for the record, it was a peaceful argument, kim seungmin.

seungmin: oh HE’S ALIVE

minho: and we’re not cheating btw, i know talking about the project to others is not allowed lmao we’re just talking about which loop truly fits the mechanics

minho: _____ kept on pushing the exit-controlled loop, but i pointed them out the program should check the conditions first before starting the loop

seungmin: and i barely understand what he’s talking about again

minho: turns out, i misinterpreted the mechanics, and their point really made sense

seungmin: thanks for the tmi bro

felix: WAIT REALLY? i used an entry-controlled loop all this time :’>

felix: so i have to change tons of things in the source code then… DAMMIT

chan: hi minho, where did _____ take you?

minho: we’re leaving

minho: taking them somewhere

minho: and i’m not going to tell any of you where we’re going because i’m going to drive already

minho: goodbye!

jeongin: I JUST CAME BACK FROM MY CLASS

jeongin: MINHO DON’T LEAVE US HANGING HERE

changbin: minho be gatekeeping _____ now what is this

jisung: can anybody run and follow minho’s car?

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Etharah Week Day 1: Domestic Life

Chapter 1

Description: Does Sarah find herself adjusting better to living with Ethan when she has to stay at his house for a couple of days? What does every day life look like for the two of them now that they're temporarily living with each other?

Rating: General Audiences

Word Count: 1,106

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“They’ll be home any minute now,” Ethan said as he peered through his living room window. It was already past midnight and Ethan’s parents were missing.

“They've been late before,” Sarah chuckled, reminiscing on the first time they met. He turned slightly to face her and smiled as well.

“Well I’m exhausted,” Benny yawned, breaking their gaze as they both turned back towards the window. Benny stood up from the couch and stretched his arms out, “I’ll see you guys tomorrow at school.”

“Be careful getting home,” Ethan told his friend.

“It’s only a few meters away, I’m pretty sure I’ll be fine,” Benny said as he attempted to open the front door. The hinge was stuck, and after a few pulls he was able to yank it open.

“You said that when we were 10, and I had to wheel your broken leg around for the entire summer!”

“Point taken,” He sighed, “‘Night Sarah!”

Sarah gave up on looking out the window as she saw Benny trek down the street, his silhouette disappearing behind the wall frame. She sat down on the couch and pulled out her Science textbook from her bag.

“You can head home if you like. Jane’s already asleep and I can wait for my parents to get home,” Ethan said, sitting down next to her.

“It’s okay, I’ll just study here until they get back,” She said as she opened her textbook.

“I’ll stay up with you then!” Ethan said back, scooching closer to see what page she flipped to.

After only 30 minutes of talking about anything but school work and studying, Sarah noticed his eyelids drooping and the yawns he tried to stifle from coming out. When she leaned over to grab her pencil case she caught him rubbing his eyes and let out a real yawn as he stretched backwards.

“You seem pretty tired, just go up and get some sleep, I’ll be fine,” She told Ethan.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, It’s not like I have the ability to feel tired or anything. Plus, they always pay me overtime,” She reminded him.

“Right. I don’t think I’d ever get used to that,” Ethan commented as he stood up.

“Eventually it becomes the new normal. I just haven’t gotten used to forgetting what being human is like yet,” Sarah said.

“Wow, that must be such a trip,” Ethan said back.

“I’m taking it one day at a time. I’ll leave when your parents get home. Now go to bed!”

“Okay babysitter! Just don’t leave an angry note for my mother!”

The two laughed with each other again, catching that glimmer of joy that flashed between their eyes when they went for a look, not daring to stare for too long out of fear for what it might mean for them. Sarah continued to study while sitting on the floor, her highlighters and pens littering the coffee table while she took notes and wrote her flashcards. Ethan stared at the ceiling until his heavy eyes couldn’t handle anymore and fluttered himself into a deep sleep.

Once the sun peered over the horizon and glimmered off the front room windows, Sarah started to get nervous. There was no word from Ethan’s parents, and there was no sign they had been at the house for the whole night. She packed all her things away, then attempted to figure out how their high-tech coffee machine worked. In the quite moments, it was the small things that appeared as useless to a vampire that Sarah found herself enjoying the most. When she was alone in her house before anyone woke up, pouring a cup of coffee and pretending like it gave her that caffeine boost to start the day made her feel… normal.

Ethan woke up in a cold sweat. His dreams always correlated with current events, and from what he could remember as he sped down the stairs, it wasn’t good. Sarah successfully flipped an egg on the pan and cheered at her success, before turning around and seeing a frightened Ethan still in his pajamas.

“I was making you breakfast… as a surprise,” She said, sliding the egg onto a plate arranged with fruit and a bowl of oatmeal. “This is something I used to eat all the time when I had the chance to make it.”

“Thanks,” Ethan said, swallowing hard and composing himself, “That’s really nice of you.” He couldn't muster up the power to give her a frown

“What’s wrong?” Sarah asked, her smile falling as well.

“My parents. Are they here?”

“I waited all night for them. They never came home.”

Ethan checked his wrist watch that he refused to take off, fearing that he’d forget to wear it one day and his entire schedule would be thrown off since he wouldn’t be on time for anything.

“I need to get Jane to school,” He said, dashing to the stairs to get dressed.

“I can take Jane! I need to head back home to eat and change anyway!” Sarah shouted to him.

She looked down at the plate of food and grabbed one of the strawberries, placing it in her mouth and making note that ones Ethan had were sweeter than the ones she remembered having years ago before she changed.

She heard a loud crash. She ran up the stairs within a second, only to see Ethan on the floor, groaning in pain.

“I fell down,” He said.

“I can see that,” Sarah said with concern (but laughing a little inside), reaching for his arm to pull him up.

“Where could they be? Why wouldn’t they come home?” Ethan asked, rubbing the side of his head.

“What if they’re actually in the house? Like that time they were turned into dolls?” Sarah questioned.

“Or what if they ended up skipping town again like when they were under that doughnut spell?” Ethan questioned back.

“Your parents really disappear a lot, don’t they?”

“But never like this. Never without precedent,” He responded, feeling dejected and staring at the floor.

“How about this: I’ll call them, and you get dressed. I can take Jane to school, and we can meet up before class.”

“Sounds good!” Ethan said, closing his door to get dressed.

He threw open the door real quick and turned to her: “By the way, thanks for making me breakfast,” He said with a quick smile before closing the door again.

And there it was. That glimmer of joy that only lasted the fleeting second between the two of them before moving on to their lives, that flutter in their chest giving them that power to conquer anything.

Thanks for reading! I wasn't planning on writing multiple chapters, but I got swept away with the writing so I'll try my best to update as soon as possible. I haven't had time to edit so apologies if there are any grammatical errors. Lmk what you think! Thanks for reading!

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Scripts - S07 - Episode 9 (Part 1 of 1)

Joyo & Raf, Stick or Twist

NARRATOR: Welcome back to Love Island where the shocking news of Stick or Twist has sent everyone into a flirting frenzy. {0}, Bonnie and Uma are all pulling the guys for final chats. Whilst Summer is making more outrageous moves than my Gran when I play <i>chess</i> against her. Her eyesight isn’t great so she thinks we’re playing Snakes & Ladders. But who will be sent to the main villa by their <i>Knight</i> in shining armour? And who’s gonna be sent straight to the airport for an early <i>check</i> in? Let’s find out.

&lounges: Joyo

Joyo sits up as you approach the loungers.

JOYO_HAPPY: {0}, come and join me.

JOYO_HAPPY: I’m just taking in the Casa views one last time. I’ve loved it here.

JOYO_HAPPY: Have you had a good time?

I’ve had the time of my life

PLAYER_HAPPY: The last few days have been an absolute blast.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve loved every minute of Casa Amor.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’re welcome.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s great. Glad you’ve had a good time.

Casa has been mid

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s been kind of meh, I won’t lie.

PLAYER_IDLE: Maybe I came here with my expectations too high or something.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, we have some time left before Stick or Twist.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Maybe something will happen in that time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something you’ll never forget.

I’ll have more fun in the main villa

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It’s been good, but I think I’m gonna enjoy the main villa more.

JOYO_HAPPY: Fighting talk. I like it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: What makes you so confident?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ll tell you back in the main villa.

Joyo looks at you with a playful smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: I was just reminiscing on some of the good Casa mems.

PLAYER_IDLE: What like?

JOYO_HAPPY: That first game of Truth or Dare we played.

JOYO_FLIRTY: When I was dared to kiss the girl I thought was the hottest.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You wasted no time in coming over to me. I remember.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Didn’t have to think about it for a second.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I was kind of expecting a little peck on the cheek.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Not my style.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know that now. It was a steamy snog.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Good times.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I gave you a cheeky little peck on the cheek.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It was cute.

JOYO_HAPPY: You basically told me to jog on.

JOYO_HAPPY: Just made me smile thinking about it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’m really glad you were here these last few days.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: I wasn’t sure if me and Geri just weren’t meant to be…

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Or if we’d just had an off day when I arrived.

JOYO_FLIRTY: But you’ve been so much fun… I kind of forgot all about it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which I guess suggests my head might be elsewhere.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: But, I don’t wanna say too much.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Thanks, Joyo.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Wanted to thank you for making <i>the ultimate test</i> the <i>ultimate blast</i>.

JOYO_SERIOUS: But now I’m low key sad you thought Casa was meh.

JOYO_SERIOUS: Would have tried picking up the vibes if I’d have known.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, you know for next time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’ll make sure the last night is fun. Promise.

PLAYER_IDLE: So, where’s your head at for Stick or Twist?

Joyo looks at you with a mysterious glint in his eye.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Your guess is as good as mine.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’m not closed off to the idea of twisting.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Never normally one to play it safe.

JOYO_HAPPY: What would you do if you were in my shoes?

Twist with me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Obviously, I think you should twist with me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I can see us having a lot of fun back in the main villa.

PLAYER_HAPPY: There’s a spark here, everyone can see it.

Joyo nods along.

Whatever you want

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Only you know what you want, Joyo.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I could give you my opinion but it’s your decision at the end of the day.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You came to this villa to do what’s right for you, so do it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Wow. I like it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Feel like I’m listening to one of those motivational podcasts.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m here all night.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, maybe you’ll be here a bit longer than that.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Just in a different villa.

JOYO_SURPRISED: I was actually expecting you to say I should twist with you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’ve definitely hit it off at certain points these last few days.

JOYO_FLIRTY: In fact, I was feeling pretty strong about us.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not about telling someone what to do.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I want it to be your decision.

Stick with Geri

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I think you should stick with Geri.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Sounds like you two have some unfinished business.

JOYO_SERIOUS: It does feel like that sometimes.

JOYO_SERIOUS: A bit of me isn’t sure if she’ll stick though.

JOYO_SURPRISED: I was actually expecting you to say I should twist with you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’ve definitely hit it off at certain points these last few days.

JOYO_FLIRTY: In fact, I was feeling pretty optimistic about us.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m not about telling someone what to do.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We’ve definitely explored a connection.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But, I’m not gonna sit here and ask you to twist.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: That’s the risk you have to take unfortunately.

JOYO_SERIOUS: I just keep thinking back to me and Geri before Casa.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Trying to figure out if we had something special.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Or if we were both just giddy to be on Love Island.

JOYO_IDLE: I do think you and her are completely different.

PLAYER_IDLE: In what way?

JOYO_HAPPY: You’re life and soul of a party vibes.

JOYO_HAPPY: Always making plans and going out. A lust for life kind of girl.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Is Geri the opposite?

JOYO_HAPPY: I wouldn’t say the opposite. She lives in Rome and I think she loves to party.

JOYO_HAPPY: But, I get the sense you’re at different points in your lives.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’re looking for life’s next adventure, maybe?

JOYO_IDLE: She’s still exploring herself and trying to figure out what she wants in life.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You have it a bit more figured out, I’d say.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’ve always struck me as a really ambitious and work focused person.

JOYO_HAPPY: Which is something I find really attractive.

JOYO_IDLE: I think Geri is maybe more focused on going out and partying.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which I also think is fine.

JOYO_SERIOUS: I think you’re quite a structured person. You clearly love the gym.

JOYO_HAPPY: You work hard and are pretty focused.

JOYO_IDLE: I think Geri is maybe more focused on going out and partying.

JOYO_FLIRTY: A little less structure in her life.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which is fine, obviously.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think you’re quite a free soul who likes taking life as it comes.

JOYO_HAPPY: It’s one of the things that drew me to you initially.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I think Geri knows what she likes and is a bit more set in her ways.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: She’s not stubborn, but I think she’s more a creature of habit than you.

JOYO_HAPPY: You have a few similarities as well, but mainly you’re pretty different.

JOYO_IDLE: In your own ways.

JOYO_FLIRTY: The only question is, which one of you is a better match for me?

You’re looking at the better match

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you’re looking at the best match. Moi.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Oh yeah? What makes you so sure?

We have a future together

PLAYER_IDLE: I genuinely think we have a future together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: We can go all the way in here, and all the way on the outside too.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Steady on, we only met a few days ago.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Don’t get me wrong, I need someone who I see a future with.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I kind of like things to be fun and chill early on.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Feels too early for us to start looking into the future.

JOYO_IDLE: I kind of just want someone I can have fun with for now.

JOYO_HAPPY: At least initially. That’s what’s most important for me.

JOYO_IDLE: Talk of the future happens way further down the line for me.

JOYO_HAPPY: Don’t want to jump into something really serious from the offset.

We’re soulmates

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You want the real answer?

JOYO_HAPPY: Of course. You can always be honest with me.

You lean forward and whisper in his ear.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think we might be soulmates.

Joyo nods, a little uncomfortable.

JOYO_EMBARRASSED: Don’t get me wrong, I’m absolutely here to find that.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I respect and admire how open you are.

JOYO_HAPPY: But I need to spend proper time with someone before even considering that.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want someone I can have fun with. Where we excite each other every day.

JOYO_HAPPY: At least initially. That’s all that matters to me.

JOYO_HAPPY: I don’t want to jump into something really serious from the offset.

We have fun with each other

PLAYER_HAPPY: Look, we haven’t known each other as long as you and Geri have.

PLAYER_HAPPY: So we’re still figuring each other out in many ways.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But I do know that we have such a great time when we are together.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Laughing, joking, just generally having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I do love that about us.

JOYO_HAPPY: Always feels effortless, kind of like we’ve known each other a while.

JOYO_HAPPY: This may put you off, but I actually wanna let you know.

JOYO_HAPPY: For me, at the start of a relationship, it’s all just about having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want us to excite each other everyday and have adventures.

JOYO_HAPPY: The more serious stuff has to come second for me.

JOYO_IDLE: If we can’t just have fun with each other, there’s no future.

He sits back and looks at you with a smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I really feel like me and you have a lot of fun together.

There’s sexual tension between us

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me and you have chemistry, Joyo. Simple as that.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can sit here and pretend you wanna stay loyal to Geri.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And make out like you’re conflicted.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: But you’d be ignoring your innermost urges.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Which are?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Me and you in a bed back in the main villa.

Joyo nods at you, impressed.

JOYO_HAPPY: This may put you off, or maybe not, but I actually want to let you know.

JOYO_HAPPY: For me, at the start of a relationship, it’s all just about having fun.

JOYO_HAPPY: I want us to excite each other everyday and have adventures.

JOYO_HAPPY: The more serious stuff has to come second for me.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’d rather just stay up late having fun under the sheets.

He sits back and looks at you with a smile.

JOYO_HAPPY: And I can really see me and you staying up having fun.

Geri is wrong for you

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’ll just be real with you.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I don’t know if what me and you have is made to last.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: How could I? We’re still figuring each other out.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: But what I do know is, we have a better connection than you and Geri.

PLAYER_IDLE: If you choose to stick with her, it definitely won’t last.

JOYO_SURPRISED: Wow. You really tell it like it is.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: If you twist with me, you’re giving something that has more potential a chance.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I won’t even skate around it, you’re probably right.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I don’t know if what me and Geri have is meant to last.

It’s probably Geri

PLAYER_IDLE: Geri is definitely the better match for you.

PLAYER_IDLE: You should stay loyal and stick with her.

JOYO_IDLE: Maybe I will.

JOYO_HAPPY: I better start making my mind up. It’s nearly decision time.

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll shoot off, let you make your mind up in peace.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I was actually wondering...

JOYO_FLIRTY: You wouldn’t want to stick around for a bit longer would you?

PLAYER_IDLE: You want to chat more?

JOYO_FLIRTY: This whole day has been so serious. So deep.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I kind of want someone to make some silly jokes and have a laugh with.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Kick back and enjoy our final bit in Casa Amor?

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon you’re the perfect person for the job.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Wanna kick back with me and chat a bit longer?

*Let’s stay and chat longer

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’d love to stay a little bit longer. Let’s do it.

I’m gonna get going

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’ll get going. No need to stay for longer.

JOYO_IDLE: Are you sure?

JOYO_FLIRTY: You were just saying me and you are a better match than me and Geri.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I wanna see that in action.

JOYO_HAPPY: What does it look like when {0} and Joyo just chill out on the Loungers?

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s what we’ve just been doing.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know, but we’ve been talking about Stick or Twist and Geri and all that noise.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I know you think I’m a better match with Geri.

JOYO_FLIRTY: But I’m less convinced.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon if me and you just chilled out together for five minutes.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Not talking about Stick or Twist or Geri or any of that noise.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I reckon we’d be a force to be reckoned with.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I just wanna forget about all that and have some fun together.

JOYO_FLIRTY: After all, this could be our last Casa chat.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Let’s make it a memorable one.

JOYO_IDLE: What do you say, wanna stay and chat a little longer?

*Let’s have one final Casa chat

PLAYER_HAPPY: Alright, you’ve convinced me.

JOYO_IDLE: I’m glad you said that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course, no better way to spend my time here.

JOYO_FLIRTY: If we were back home, I feel like you’d already be in love with me by now.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow... Just wow.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, it’s justified. There’s something you don’t know about me.

JOYO_FLIRTY: My dates in Cornwall are the stuff of legend.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’ve never not been asked on a second date.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow. I’m pretty sure you’ve mentioned your first dates to me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You like to go scuba diving right?

Joyo lets out a laugh.

JOYO_HAPPY: Scuba diving is the first act. The appetiser. It’s a lot bigger than that.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Maybe I didn’t think you were ready to hear the full description earlier.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Wow. What happens after scuba diving then?

JOYO_FLIRTY: We’d be sitting at a gourmet beach bar, staring at a sunset.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Your hair has that ocean feel to it.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Soft breeze comes over the waves so I put my jacket around your shoulders.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Waiter comes over with a bottle of 2004 Châteaunerf du pape.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I tip him handsomely and pay the bill.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I walk you home as the lamposts come on.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Stop outside your door and ask if I can come in for a cup of tea.

Joyo shoots you a smouldering grin.

And what happens when you come in?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Ohh, very nice.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: So, what happens if I let you in for a cup of tea?

JOYO_FLIRTY: That all depends on what shirt I’m wearing.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Please explain.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Well, if I’m wearing one of my cheaper ones I’d let you tear it off.

JOYO_HAPPY: But if it was my fancier ones. Unbuttoned and folded.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Very sexy.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Seriously though. It’s not about what happens if I come back.

JOYO_HAPPY: I’m happy to just watch a film or cuddle or something.

JOYO_HAPPY: Whatever we get up to, it’d be fun. That’s a promise.

What’s the second date look like?

PLAYER_HAPPY: You paint quite a picture. What’s the second date like?

JOYO_HAPPY: First date shows you my general vibe. Second date is about the details.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I’d invite you to mine for a home cooked meal.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I would cook something that needs a bit of oven time.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’d be surprised what I can do in the 35 minutes it takes a beef wellington to bake.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: You’ve really got it planned out, haven’t you?

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something like that.

It wouldn’t work on me

PLAYER_IDLE: Well, it wouldn’t work on me.

PLAYER_IDLE: Sounds like a pretty crappy date.

JOYO_HAPPY: You know what, {0}, that’s partly why I like you.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’d want something else, something better.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Now you’re talking.

JOYO_HAPPY: I guess for a girl like you I’d have to go off script a bit.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Pull out all the stops.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think of all the girls here, you’d be the hardest to woo on a first date.

PLAYER_IDLE: How come?

JOYO_HAPPY: I just get the impression you’re quite hard to please.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Takes more than a few one liners and a nice shirt to get you on side.

JOYO_FLIRTY: It’s fine by me though.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I like a challenge.

Flirt with Joyo

You look at his mouth seductively.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The real challenge is not kissing those lips of yours right now.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Once these urges appear there’s really very little you can do.

JOYO_FLIRTY: The best option is to just give in to them.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Do you have any urges right now?

Joyo looks you up and down with a glint in his eye.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Struggling to count them all.

Tell him to work harder

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A nice shirt and a few one liners will not cut it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You need to start working a lot harder if you want a chance with me.

JOYO_HAPPY: Point taken and challenge accepted.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You’re kind of unlike anyone I’ve ever met before so I’m still finding my feet.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Well, you better hurry up before this ship sails.

Ask him about Stick or Twist

PLAYER_IDLE: So, have you given much more thought to Stick or Twist?

Joyo sits back and takes a deep breath.

JOYO_IDLE: I dunno. Kind of want to forget about all that for a bit.

JOYO_IDLE: I’m honestly still deciding and I don’t wanna say one thing and do another.

JOYO_IDLE: If you’re genuinely stressed though, I will say one thing.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think you’ll be fine tonight.

JOYO_FLIRTY: You will be picked. I’m sure of it.

JOYO_HAPPY: Just take it easy and relax.

Joyo smiles.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I always end a date with a kiss on the cheek, by the way.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I think it’s the classiest way.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Something to remember me by.

Joyo edges closer to you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: And I know this isn’t a first date, but...

JOYO_FLIRTY: Can I give you a kiss on the cheek to thank you for being the Casa worldie?

Kiss him on the lips

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A kiss on the cheek sounds a bit forgetful.

You place your hand behind his head confidently.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: A kiss on the lips though... that’s more like it.

You lean forward and your lips lock in a passionate and exciting snog.

You feel the tenderness of his lips and the firmness of his jaw as you get lost in the intimate moment.

You slowly lean back and Joyo looks at you with a sexy grin.

Let him kiss your cheek

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Just a little one. Don’t want you getting the wrong idea.

Joyo plants a playful smooch on your cheek before leaning back with a smile.

Tell him he’s not earned a kiss

PLAYER_IDLE: You have absolutely not earned a kiss on the cheek.

JOYO_SAD: I thought you might say that.

JOYO_IDLE: My head has been a bit all over the place tonight.

PLAYER_IDLE: Well your head certainly won’t be coming any closer to mine.

Joyo chuckles and nods along.

JOYO_HAPPY: I love it. Ok. I understand.

JOYO_HAPPY: You’ve defo made Casa unforgettable for me, so thank you.

JOYO_FLIRTY: And also thanks for staying a bit longer. This was a fun chat.

JOYO_HAPPY: I love it when I can just talk about silly things.

JOYO_HAPPY: I think my love language is taking it easy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I better get going.

JOYO_HAPPY: Lovely chatting, {0}. As always.

JOYO_HAPPY: See you at the firepit.

JOYO_HAPPY: And maybe back in the main villa.

He gives you a cheeky wink as you walk off.

I’m gonna get going

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I’m fine.

JOYO_HAPPY: That’s cool, don’t worry about it.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I’ll be heading off then.

&bedroom: Rafael

You enter the bedroom to find Rafael packing up his suitcase.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Hey, {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: How’s packing going?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Just making sure I don’t leave something important here by accident.

Don’t forget to bring me back then

PLAYER_FLIRTY: In that case, don’t forget to bring me back with you.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The most important thing of all.

Rafael’s face lights up with a beaming smile.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I don’t know if there’s space for you in my suitcase.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m pretty flexible. I might surprise you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You surprise me everyday.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: There’s less claustrophobic ways of bringing you back to the main villa.

After a cute moment looking into your eyes, Rafael sees a pair of socks lying on the floor and picks them up.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Wow. Nearly forgot them. Nightmare.

Are you sad to leave Casa Amor?

PLAYER_IDLE: Are you sad to be leaving Casa Amor?

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I’m not sure how I feel.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came here I just wanted to stand strong for Daphne.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But, I’d be lying if I said my head hasn’t been a little bit turned by someone.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Who’s the someone?

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You're the most intelligent person here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’m sure you’ve figured that out by now.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And if you haven’t, it won’t be long until you find out.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Looking forward to it.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’d be lying if I said I’m not a bit nervous to see Daphne again though.

RAFAEL_SERIOUS: I’m quite looking forward to seeing Daphne again actually.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’m not sure what she’s gotten up to over there.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Maybe she’s been super loyal, out on the daybeds the whole time.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Or maybe she’s someone’s girlfriend by now. I don’t know.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I know I won’t regret anything I’ve done in Casa. Ever.

RAFAEL_SAD: But I hope no one’s feelings are too hurt.

After a moment of thought, Rafel sees a pair of socks lying on the floor and picks them up.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Wow. Nearly forgot them. Nightmare.

I’ll help you pack

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll help you pack, make sure you don’t forget anything.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Appreciate it.

You hand him a few shirts which he puts into the suitcase messily.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Guessing you're not the neatest person in the world?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m defo not too tidy.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: My biggest flaw as a human being is I’d rather buy a new shirt than iron my old one.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Ironing things is just not something I’ve come to terms with as an adult.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: My shirts often look a bit creased but I think that’s part of my appeal.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The creased appeal.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Exactly. And who are we to say it’s not working?

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I certainly caught <i>your</i> eye. Just a bit.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Don’t know if the creased shirts have anything to do with that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: But whatever.

Next you hand him a pair of socks.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think these are yours.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Are you serious?

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What?

RAFAEL_IDLE: These aren’t any old pair of socks.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I should actually put these on tonight. They’re my lucky pair!

PLAYER_HAPPY: You have a lucky pair of socks?

Rafael looks a little embarrassed.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: No… Maybe…

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I was wearing them in my final uni exams.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: And when I got accepted on Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Are you going to wear them tonight, then?

RAFAEL_IDLE: I feel like tonight isn’t about luck actually.

RAFAEL_IDLE: It’s about making a decision and standing by it.

He stuffs the socks into his suitcase before turning to you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You don’t need luck if you just follow your heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Casa has been really challenging, but also great fun.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve loved getting to know you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Everytime I learn something new about you, I like you even more.

PLAYER_IDLE: What have you learnt about me then?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you turn every head in every room you walk into.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that your love language is touch.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you love having deep chats.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you’re looking for a partner who’s a best friend.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You’re the only girl in here to properly experience a bedtime boy time event.

PLAYER_HAPPY: How could I forget?

RAFAEL_HAPPY: So I’ve learnt you can hang with the lads. Which is crucial.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that everytime I see you, you seem more beautiful than the last.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: And I think I’ve learnt that, whoever twists with you tonight.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Which I’m more than confident will happen.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: They’ll be one of the luckiest guys in the history of Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Very sweet.

He kneels down on top of his suitcase and zips it up with a grunt before sitting down next to you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: What have you learned about me?

You can do better than Daphne

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that you can do better than Daphne.

Rafael pulls a bit of a face.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I dunno if that’s fair.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Whatever me and her become after Casa, I had some good times with her.

RAFAEL_IDLE: But I certainly don’t think I could <i>do better</i>.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’d be lucky to call her my girl.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Sorry, I just don’t like hearing her get bad mouthed.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I reckon if you met her, you’d maybe even get on.

You’re a sweet and lovely guy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve learnt that you’re a very sweet and lovely guy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The kind of guy you’d bring home to meet the parents.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I won’t lie, I’ve had a few partners and their parents have all loved me.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: One of my exes' dad still wishes me Happy Birthday on the socials.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Called it.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m glad you think I’m a nice guy. I’m just being myself in here.

You’re like a little brother

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ve learnt that you’re kind of like a little brother.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: An annoying little brother or a cute little brother?

PLAYER_IDLE: Erm, just a little brother. I dunno.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Well, I guess there’s worse things out there than a little brother.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ll take it.

You’re steaming hot

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you are properly hot. That’s what I’ve learnt.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: The looks, the body. You kind of have it all.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Wow, I didn't expect that.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I’m not complaining though.

He looks at you with his gorgeously sexy eyes.

RAFAEL_SURPRISED: Oh gosh, I nearly forgot.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: What?

He leans down the side of his bed and pulls his phone charger out of the wall.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Wouldn’t wanna forget that.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Crisis averted.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I know right. Can’t be running out of juice right before Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Something tells me it’s gonna be a draining night.

RAFAEL_SERIOUS: I have to ask by the way, what do you want to happen tonight?

RAFAEL_IDLE: Obviously, you want to go back to the main villa.

RAFAEL_IDLE: But who do you want to take you there?

I want you to twist with me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I want <i>you</i> to take me back to the main villa.

Rafael looks at you tenderly.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I was kind of hoping you’d say that. But also scared you would.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Why scared?

RAFAEL_IDLE: I feel like no matter what I do tonight, someone is gonna get hurt.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Why should it be Daphne getting hurt over you?

I’m better for you than Daphne is

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m clearly better for you than Daphne is.

PLAYER_IDLE: Of the two options, I’m the one that makes sense.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Hmm. Interesting.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I don’t quite know what to think just yet.

It’s not that deep

PLAYER_IDLE: I don’t think this is all as deep as you’re making out, Rafael.

PLAYER_IDLE: Daphne is a grown woman, and she’s not known you that long.

PLAYER_IDLE: If she’s hurt, she’ll be over it soon.

RAFAEL_IDLE: You think I’m being too dramatic about it all?

PLAYER_HAPPY: Way too dramatic. You’re on Love Island.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Follow your heart and accept the consequences.

Rafael stews on your words for a moment.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You’re right. I’m in my head too much.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I should be focusing on having fun.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I think it’s great you’re looking out for everyone.

PLAYER_IDLE: But we’re all adults here. Don’t be afraid to step on some toes.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You have a way of making things seem simple.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I need someone in my life who tells it like it is.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here I am.

I don’t care that much

PLAYER_IDLE: I won’t lie to you Rafael, I don’t really care either way.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I certainly didn’t come over here to justify why you should twist with me.

PLAYER_IDLE: If I go, I go. If I stay, I stay.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I respect that.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I need to start thinking like you.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’m taking everything so seriously in here.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Loosen up. Enjoy your last night in Casa Amor.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: That’s easy when you’re around

I’m the right person at the right time

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Because, sometimes the right person comes at the right time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And when that happens, you’re a fool if you ignore it.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I didn’t expect you to say that.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I don’t think I’ve seen this romantic side before.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Well, it’s there. Just waiting for the right guy to come along.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: And maybe he finally has.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m sure tonight will be fine.

I want someone else to twist with me

PLAYER_IDLE: I want someone else to twist with me.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I hope they do so we can continue our chats in the main villa.

Rafael leans towards you with a whisper.

RAFAEL_IDLE: You’ll be fine tonight.

PLAYER_HAPPY: For now, I better get going.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I was gonna say, you should stay a little longer.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: We can chat a bit more.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Feels like we’ve become a bit of an unofficial thing in here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I want to thank you properly. In my own way.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Feels like we’ve become good friends in here.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I want to thank you properly. In my own way.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Plus, I’m afraid now that I've found this charger, there’s other things I’m forgetting.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Shall we stay and chat for a bit longer, {0}?

*Let’s keep this chat going

PLAYER_HAPPY: Of course I’ll stay.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Any opportunity to spend more time with you.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You’re gonna make me blush.

I think I’ll head off

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I better head off.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Places to be and things to do before Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’m sure there’s a million things you could be doing right now.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: But are you seriously gonna look me in the eyes…

Rafael pulls a puppy dog face.

RAFAEL_SAD: And tell me you’d rather do those things than chat with me?

RAFAEL_SAD: On our last night in Casa Amor?

*Fine, I’ll stay and chat more

PLAYER_HAPPY: How can I say no to that face? I’ll stay.

Rafael stands on the bed and lifts up his arms in celebration.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Happy days.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Didn’t wanna make it too obvious but I really like chatting with you.

PLAYER_HAPPY: You kept it nice and subtle. Well done.

That’s exactly what I’m gonna do

PLAYER_IDLE: You just hit the nail on the head.

PLAYER_HAPPY: That’s exactly what I’m gonna do.

Rafael drops the puppy dog eyes and lets out a giggle.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: That’s fine, I’m only messing.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I better pack properly anyway.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I’ve been low key looking forward to Stick or Twist.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Not because of all the drama and stuff.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But because I wanna see what outfit you go with.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You always look stunning as it is.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And I know you’re gonna go with something extra hot tonight.

PLAYER_IDLE: I guess you’ll have to wait and see.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: I’ve always been speechless whenever I’ve seen you in a new outfit.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And I’m sure tonight will be no different.

PLAYER_IDLE: Thanks, Rafael.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: It’s a very attractive trait.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: You’re one of those girls who knows how to turn things up a few degrees.

Why don’t we turn it up a few degrees now?

PLAYER_FLIRTY: That’s me. Guilty.

You look around at the quiet bedroom.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: We could turn it up a few degrees right now?

Rafael leans towards you on the edge of the bed.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I like the sound of that.

You can turn the heat up yourself

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You can turn it up a few degrees yourself.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’ve seen you do it.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: There’s a naughty side to me, for sure.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: A side only people I really trust get to see.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: Do you think I should let that side out more often?

I like you just the way you are

PLAYER_HAPPY: I like you just the way you are, Rafael.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: It’s so nice to hear that.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: You make me feel like who I am is enough.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I guess I’ve lacked that a bit recently.

Let your naughty side out more

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think you could turn the heat up a little more often.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let naughty Rafael out of the cage a bit more.

Rafael looks around at the quiet bedroom.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I could turn it up a few degrees now, if you wanted?

Rafael leans towards you on the edge of the bed.

I’m feeling cold about Stick or Twist

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually not feeling too hot at the minute.

PLAYER_IDLE: The thought of Stick or Twist is kind of making me a bit nervy.

PLAYER_IDLE: I think I’d rather just chat.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Of course, whatever you want.

RAFAEL_IDLE: This feeling kind of reminds me of when I had exams. Everything kind of comes down to one moment. And I’m just hoping we have the right answers.

PLAYER_IDLE: What answers do you have at the minute?

Rafael looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I think I know what I’m gonna do. And I think it’s the right thing to do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came in here, I set myself one rule.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Sounds cringe. But that’s what I’m gonna do tonight.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Just follow my heart.

Kiss him

You bring your hand to the side of his as you both look into each other's eyes for a still and longing moment.

Slowly he leans towards you as your lips touch and your eyes close.

At first he is almost shy, but soon you feel his hunger for you as his lips part and your tongues touch.

When he pulls away he looks at you with big soft eyes.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: I think it’s a few degrees hotter in here now.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: You’re welcome.

Give him a hug

You lean towards him and envelop him in your arms.

After a short moment you feel his toned arms wrapping around you in return.

As your head rests on his shoulder you can smell his cologne. You feel warm and at home in his arms.

When you finally pull away he looks at you with a big beaming smile.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Thanks for that.

PLAYER_IDLE: Anytime.

Tell him you just wanna talk

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m actually not feeling too hot at the minute.

PLAYER_IDLE: The thought of Stick or Twist is kind of making me a bit nervy. I think I’d rather just chat.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Of course, whatever you want. This feeling kind of reminds me of when I had exams. Everything kind of comes down to one moment.

PLAYER_IDLE: What answers do you have at the minute?

Rafael looks at you with a raised eyebrow.

RAFAEL_IDLE: I think I know what I’m gonna do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: And I think it’s the right thing to do.

RAFAEL_IDLE: When I came in here, I set myself one rule.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Sounds cringe. But that’s what I’m gonna do tonight.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Just follow my heart.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Right, I’ve gotta go grab some things from outside.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Feel like I’ve left my towel but I can’t remember where. And I have a feeling that Alex has stolen my comb.

PLAYER_HAPPY: No worries, see ya round, Rafael.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: Bye, {0}!

You arrive by the daybeds to find all the girls deep in conversation.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Oh hey, {0}. Come join us.

PLAYER_IDLE: What are we all talking about?

BONNIE_HAPPY: We’re just discussing all our chats with the guys.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I think we’ve all spoken to the boys individually.

UMA_FLIRTY: Yeah, I had some good one-on-ones.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Actually feeling like I’ll be picked, which is nice.

Bonnie looks at you with a smile.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m not sure if there’s a romantic future with one of the boys…

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Kind of have my eyes on someone else.

BONNIE_HAPPY: But the goal right now is just securing a place in the main villa.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’m not sensing any friend zones from my side. All of my chats with the guys were amazing. Hot, hot, hot. Not a case of if I’m picked, but who picks me.

UMA_IDLE: Go on, who was giving you the most sauce?

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Oh my gosh, {0} was cracking me up so much. That boy is joooookes.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I feel like he’s been showing me less attention recently on purpose. Elastic band theory. Push me away so I come springing back. I don’t mind playing his little games if that’s the way he likes it. I’ll be springing back into his main villa bed tonight.

Summer looks at you full of confidence.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Don’t worry girls, I’ll wave you goodnight from his bed.

*Give Summer some first class sass

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Elastic band theory sounds like a load of hot air, hun.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: It’s the kind of thing ‘pick me’ girls come up with when they’re not being picked.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: No it isn’t!

PLAYER_HAPPY: If you wanna believe it, I won’t stop you.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: It’s defo a real thing. You just wouldn’t understand it.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: No, I understand it just fine.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I‘ll be honest, Summer. I have to agree with {0}.

PLAYER_HAPPY: It doesn’t make sense that he’d push you away. Especially right before Stick or Twist. Surely he’d be doing the opposite?

Summer has a think about it for a few moments.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Whatever. I know what his intentions are.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Sure you do.

You glance out across the pool to see {0} looking at you. He smiles to himself. Enjoying your banter with Summer.

Ignore Summer

UMA_HAPPY: Well, I’m glad you’ve figured him out, Summer.

SUMMER_HAPPY: He’s so easy to read.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I know exactly what he wants.

Suddenly, you hear the sound of a phone pinging!

UMA_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

The boys gather around as Uma reads out the text.

LITEXT: Islanders, Stick or Twist will be taking place by the firepit shortly. {0}DontBeLate {1}TwistsAndTurns

UMA_SURPRISED: Ahhhh.

BRYSON_HAPPY: It’s really happening? Wow.

JOYO_HAPPY: Of course it’s really happening. It’s not a conspiracy theory, man.

BRYSON_SURPRISED: It just feels too soon. I’m shook.

ALEX_IDLE: Come on guys, let’s go get ready and have a quick debrief.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Can one of you guys iron my shirt for me?

ALEX_HAPPY: I will, buddy.

RAFAEL_HAPPY: See ya, girls.

The guys head to the bedrooms in a hot dash, leaving you and the girls alone.

SUMMER_IDLE: Ok, we also need a debrief. But more importantly...

UMA_FLIRTY: Stick or Twist outfits!

BONNIE_SERIOUS: Yes! This is the most important look yet.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Let’s go pick out our looks, girls.

You and the rest of the girls hurry off to the dressing room.

The girls are fizzing with excitement as you begin sifting through the clothes rail looking for the perfect outfit.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: This is probably the biggest outfit choice we’ll have to make this summer.

BONNIE_IDLE: I know, there is a lot riding on this.

UMA_FLIRTY: We need a look that says… Pick me, you know you want to.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Exactly that. That sentence, in a dress.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Does everyone know what they’re wearing?

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m gonna wear something that walks the line between over the top and classy.

BONNIE_IDLE: Don’t forget, if we are chosen, we’ll have the main villa girls to meet.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Need to show them I’m a boss lady not to be messed with.

UMA_EMBARRASSED: You’re so right, Bon-bon. I forgot about the main villa girls.

UMA_SURPRISED: Do you reckon they’ll be aggy with us?

Maybe a bit

PLAYER_EMBARRASSED: Maybe a little bit.

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I don’t think anyone is gonna be too happy if you come back with their boy.

Not at all

PLAYER_SERIOUS: I can’t see them being that aggy, Uma. We’re on Love Island, they know the score.

I guess we’ll find out

PLAYER_HAPPY: The only way to find out is by being chosen tonight.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I’d defo get a bit aggy if I was them, and I’m normally pretty chill.

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s cross that bridge when we come to it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: For now, all I want to do is to look at these outfits.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: You look stunning, {0}!

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Yeah, that’s no joke.

UMA_FLIRTY: That’s defo the look, but what about adding some nice jewellery or something?

I’ll see what I can add

PLAYER_HAPPY: I suppose looking for a nice accessory won’t hurt.

I think it’s perfect as it is

PLAYER_HAPPY: There comes a point in every outfit where you have to stop adding to it.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I think it’s perfect just the way it is.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I think you’re right.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: How about this, guys?

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Woahhh, you look stunning!

SUMMER_FLIRTY: That is no joke, girl. You look unreal right now.

UMA_HAPPY: Honestly, if you don’t wear that, I will.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Are you gonna wear that tonight, {0}?

*TRYOUTFIT*This is my look

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna go with this. It is speaking to me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: It’s more than speaking to me. It’s whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Whispering? More like singing. It’s so gorgeous, gal.

UMA_HAPPY: Won’t pretend I’m not a little jealous. I love it.

I’ll see what else there is

PLAYER_IDLE: I might have another look in the wardrobe.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: You’re an optimist thinking you’ll find anything better than that.

SUMMER_HAPPY: But you can’t stop a girl from trying.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Yeah, see what else you can find.

PLAYER_IDLE: Honestly, I think I’ll just wear this.

UMA_IDLE: You look great... but this is Stick or Twist.

UMA_IDLE: You only get one shot at being picked and if you don’t...

UMA_IDLE: It’s the end of your time in the villa.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Why not have one last look in the wardrobe?

BONNIE_HAPPY: You don’t want to leave here with any regrets.

BONNIE_IDLE: Why don’t you try on that fire outfit again?

I’ll try that outfit again

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’ll try on that outfit one more time.

PLAYER_FLIRTY: It does look good doesn’t it?

UMA_FLIRTY: It looks better than good, I don’t feel worthy of looking you in the eyes.

BONNIE_HAPPY: It really is something special, {0}.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Are you gonna wear it?

*TRYOUTFIT*I’ll wear this

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’m gonna go with this. It is speaking to me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: It’s more than speaking to me. It’s whispering sweet nothings into my ear.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Whispering? More like singing. It’s so gorgeous, gal.

UMA_HAPPY: Won’t pretend I’m not a little jealous. I love it.

I’ll wear something else

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll see what else there is.

I’ll have another look in the wardrobe

PLAYER_IDLE: I’ll see what else there is.

I’m happy wearing this

PLAYER_IDLE: I’m fine with this.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I think it looks great.

UMA_HAPPY: You always pick stunning outfits, but this one is next level. You look insatiable right now. It’s a proper head turning look.

Uma looks up and down at your outfit.

UMA_IDLE: You do you.

UMA_HAPPY: Now {0} is sorted, let’s find our outfits.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Wooooh! I like this.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Yeah, this is a bit of me.

UMA_FLIRTY: Main villa, here we come. If any of those boys don’t pick us. They. Are. Fools.

PLAYER_IDLE: Who do you think is gonna pick you, Uma?

UMA_HAPPY: I don’t know, but I’m confident. Especially now that I'm all dressed up. We’ve spent enough time with these guys to know they have working eyes. I’m getting back to that main villa tonight. No questions.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Me too, babe.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: I can already hear {0} calling out my name around that firepit.

PLAYER_IDLE: What about you, Bonnie?

BONNIE_HAPPY: I’m feeling good, I can’t lie.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: We’re defo getting back to that main villa together, {0}.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: We’re both gonna smash it. I’ve had some good chats today and I feel like all the guys are open to twisting.

BONNIE_HAPPY: I feel like I might get back to the villa after all. You must be pretty confident too, {0}.

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, I feel like all the guys have a soft spot for you.

SUMMER_IDLE: Do they?

UMA_HAPPY: Duhh, of course they do.

UMA_FLIRTY: I think any one of them could pick you tonight.

UMA_FLIRTY: But which guy do you actually want to pick you?

I want Alex to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Alex picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: The sexy carpenter vibes have really pulled me in.

I want Bryson to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Bryson picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s got some smooth lines, and he isn’t bad to look at either.

I want Joyo to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Joyo picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: There’s defo some layers to him, and I wouldn’t mind exploring them.

I want Rafael to pick me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: I’d like it if Rafael picked me.

PLAYER_HAPPY: He’s a real sweetie. How could I not be interested in him?

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, he is proper cute.

PLAYER_IDLE: Out of all the guys, I think me and {0} have the most potential together.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: Aww, good luck. I’ve seen him looking at you.

UMA_HAPPY: Yeah, he defo has a thing for you.

BONNIE_IDLE: Let’s just hope he’s not too hung up on {0}.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Or too hung up on one of us other Casa girls.

Summer looks at you with a smile.

UMA_HAPPY: Shall we get out there then, girls?

PLAYER_IDLE: No point standing around in here. Let’s go!

You and the girls head off to the firepit.

As you and the girls are making your way through the garden, {0} appears.

{0}_IDLE: Hey, girls. You all look beautiful.

He does a double take as he notices your glamorous outfit.

{0}_IDLE: Better than beautiful.

SUMMER_IDLE: We know, we know. What do you want?

{0}_IDLE: I actually came over to pull Bonnie for a quick chat.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: Before Stick or Twist.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: Fine by me.

You watch Bonnie and {0} whispering together as you head off to the firepit.

UMA_SURPRISED: Wonder what that was about?

SUMMER_IDLE: No idea.

UMA_IDLE: I’m sure they’ll join us soon, come on, girls.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Bryson, Joyo and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Joyo and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Bryson and Rafael.

You, Uma and Summer gather around the firepit with Alex, Bryson and Joyo.

{0}_SURPRISED: Wow, everyone looks great.

{0}_FLIRTY: Cheers, man.

{0}_HAPPY: I was talking about the girls to be honest.

{0}_FLIRTY: Where’s Bonnie and {1}?

PLAYER_IDLE: He pulled her for a chat on her way over.

The boys look at each other.

{0}_IDLE: Game on.

After a short silence, Bonnie and {0} finally approach the firepit and take their positions.

PLAYER_IDLE: All good?

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: I’ll explain afterwards.

The sound of a text echoes around the firepit.

{0}_SURPRISED: I’ve got a text!

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with one of the Casa Amor girls?

{0} takes a step forward and looks out at the Casa girls with a bashful smile.

{0}_HAPPY: I just wanna start by saying… Thanks to all of you for making these past few days absolutely iconic. I love every one of you, and I wish you could all come back to the main villa.

SUMMER_SAD: Aww.

{0}_IDLE: But, ultimately. I had to make a decision.

{0}_SERIOUS: And I’ve made my decision based purely on my attraction to this girl.

{0}_HAPPY: I’ve found myself thinking about her more and more each day.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: To the point where I feel like if I don’t do this, I’ll regret it. So, I’ve decided to...

{0}_FLIRTY: Twist with Uma!

Uma jumps into {0}’s arms as the two share a brief kiss.

UMA_HAPPY: Yass! Aww, that was so sweet, {0}.

LITEXT: Uma and {0}, you are now coupled up. Please make your way to the front door where a car is waiting to take you to the main villa.

UMA_SURPRISED: Oh my gosh, my girlies. Good luck.

Uma blows you all a kiss as she and {0} walk over to the entrance hand in hand.

Congratulate them

PLAYER_HAPPY: Congrats you two. Well deserved.

UMA_HAPPY: Thanks so much, {0}.

{0}_FLIRTY: Sure we’ll see you soon!

Stay quiet

You stay quiet, your mind on the other boys’ decisions.

{0}_HAPPY: Good luck, everyone.

Uma and {0} make their way to the front of the villa.

The firepit falls into a tense silence once again.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And then there were...

He quickly counts everyone.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Six.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Well counted.

{0}_EMBARRASSED: I’ve got a text!

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with one of the Casa Amor girls?

{0} stands and takes a step forward, a nervous energy rising amongst everyone.

{0}_IDLE: It’s no secret me and {1} weren’t exactly tying the knot before Casa. But I definitely felt there was still a lot we had left to explore.

Bonnie turns to you anxiously, her hand touches yours in a fleeting supportive gesture.

{0}_IDLE: Regardless, I feel like I’ve come to Casa Amor with an open mind. And I’ve really enjoyed getting to know you all.

{0}_HAPPY: Every one of you is gorgeous and hilarious and intelligent.

{0}_IDLE: So, this hasn’t been easy. But I had to go with my heart.

{0}_FLIRTY: A few minutes after meeting this girl, I felt like I’d known her for ages. She’s as cool as they come, and she’s up for fighting for the things she believes in. So, I guess we have that in common. I’ve decided to twist with…

{0}_HAPPY: Bonnie!

Bonnie gives {0} a big hug and a kiss on the cheek.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Feel like I’ve known you ages too, {0}.

LITEXT: Bonnie and {0}, you are now coupled up. Please make your way to the front of the villa.

Bonnie turns to face you.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I’ll see you in the main villa, {0}.

I’ll be there in five

PLAYER_SERIOUS: Yep, I’ll see you in there.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Great, good luck.

I’ll be going home

PLAYER_SAD: I dunno if you will. Feel like my time is up.

BONNIE_HAPPY: No way are you going home, {0}. I’ll save you a seat in the car.

Summer nudges you.

SUMMER_IDLE: She’s right. You’ll be fine, babe. You’re everyone’s favourite.

Keep your bed warm for me

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Keep your bed warm for me.

BONNIE_FLIRTY: I will. See you in there.

Bonnie gives you a smile as she and {0} walk off to the entrance, arm in arm.

{0}_SURPRISED: That’s me.

LITEXT: {0}, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with {1} or twist with Summer or {2}?

{0} takes a step forward.

{0}_IDLE: I don’t know what I expected when I touched down in Casa Amor.

{0}_HAPPY: But, these past few days have been some of the best I’ve had in a long time.

{0}_FLIRTY: And that’s all thanks to one person in particular.

{0}_HAPPY: So, I’m gonna spoil the tension a bit by saying I will be twisting.

Summer gasps.

{0}_IDLE: And the reason for that is, this girl has completely spun my head.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Despite the fact I came to Casa Amor feeling closed off. And although I feel awful for Daphne and I didn’t want to hurt her. I have to be honest and true to myself. Staying with Daphne would be the safe and easy option.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: But meeting this girl has changed everything for me, which I didn’t see coming.

RAFAEL_FLIRTY: And there’s something indescribably special and unique about her. And I’d regret it forever if I didn’t give this connection a chance.

{0}_FLIRTY: I see a lot of potential between us.

{0}_HAPPY: It’s early days, but I’m excited to see where we might end up. So, the girl I’ve decided to twist back to the main villa with is…

Summer leans forward.

{0}_HAPPY: {1}!

Give {0} a kiss

You stride towards {0} and plant your lips on his.

For a moment you feel completely alone together, as your lips press against his.

His hands take your own and your fingers interlock.

As you pull away he looks at you wide eyed.

{0}_FLIRTY: Talk about making the right decision.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Just a little thank you, from me.

Give {0} a hug

You stride towards {0} and sink into his arms.

For a moment you feel completely alone together, as he gently squeezes you in his arms.

As you pull away he looks at you wide eyed.

{0}_FLIRTY: Easiest decision I’ve had to make here.

Punch the air in celebration

You jump up high and punch the air in celebration.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Wooohooo! main villa here I come.

{0}_HAPPY: Thought you’d be happy.

PLAYER_HAPPY: I’m over the moon.

{0}_HAPPY: Guess I made the right call then.

Wish Summer good luck

You turn to Summer.

PLAYER_IDLE: All the best, Summer.

PLAYER_SAD: I really hope you get through.

SUMMER_EMBARRASSED: Thanks, babe. Sure I will.

You give her a supportive thumbs up as you make your way over to a smiling {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: That was sweet wishing her good luck. I’m really glad I picked you.

You stand by the firepit with {0}, your fingers gently interlocking.

A text sounds.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s me.

LITEXT: Joyo, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with Geri or twist with Summer?

Joyo clears his throat. Readying himself for his speech.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: That’s me.

LITEXT: Rafael, please stand up and announce to the group if you will stick with Daphne or twist with Summer?

Rafael clears his throat. Readying himself for his speech.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Let’s just do it quickly so we can all head off together. Have a little carpool on the way to the main villa.

JOYO_FLIRTY: That’s how confident you are that I’ll pick you?

SUMMER_FLIRTY: Obviously.

Joyo rolls his eyes at Summer.

JOYO_HAPPY: Well… you’re not wrong. I’m twisting with Summer!

Summer jumps up and down before running over to Joyo and giving him a snog.

JOYO_FLIRTY: I had this whole big speech planned.

JOYO_HAPPY: And it was a bit ambiguous as to who I was gonna pick at first. To keep you on your toes.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: These heels have me on my toes as it is without your ambiguous speech. You can tell me all about it in bed tonight.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Shall we all head back then?

{0}_HAPPY: Let’s go.

You, {0}, Joyo and Summer head off to the waiting car outside.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Ermmm.

Rafael looks at Summer with a red face.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I’m actually gonna stick with Daphne.

Summer reads Rafael’s face, unsure if he’s joking.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: I’m not in the mood, Raf. Come on.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I feel like me and Daphne have something I can’t let go of.

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Are you serious?

SUMMER_ANGRY: So, I’m the only one who didn’t get picked? This is a joke!

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I thought you were great. There just wasn’t a romantic spark for me.

SUMMER_ANGRY: This is an absolute...

SUMMER_SERIOUS: Urghhh! I’m off to find some boys with actual brain cells.

Before you can say anything, Summer storms away.

Rafael turns to you and {0} with a pained expression.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: I feel so bad.

{0}_IDLE: Don’t feel bad, man. You did what’s right for you.

RAFAEL_EMBARRASSED: Didn’t feel nice though. Hope she forgives me.

{0}_IDLE: I’m sure she will. Let’s head off.

You, {0} and Rafael head off to the waiting car outside.

You approach the front doors of the iconic main villa. The other couples rush over to you excitedly.

BONNIE_HAPPY: {0}, you made it! I knew you would.

PLAYER_HAPPY: Here I am.

UMA_HAPPY: And Summer! Full house, we’re all here.

SUMMER_HAPPY: Never doubted us for a second.

SUMMER_FLIRTY: The most gorgeous Casa girls on record.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: Ladies, I want to introduce you to my new partner, {0}.

{0}_HAPPY: Hey, nice to meet you all.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Likewise. You’re a very lucky man.

{0}_HAPPY: So, that means you and Summer then, Joyo?

Summer looks up at Joyo with a glint in her eyes.

JOYO_FLIRTY: Couldn’t help myself.

UMA_HAPPY: Is Summer on her way?

PLAYER_IDLE: She didn’t make it.

BONNIE_SURPRISED: What?

UMA_SURPRISED: For real?

PLAYER_IDLE: Yeah, {0} picked me and then Rafael wanted to stick.

UMA_SAD: Awww no. Poor Summer.

PLAYER_SURPRISED: It all happened so quickly.

{0}_IDLE: You stuck with Daphne then, Raf?

RAFAEL_SAD: Yeah. I feel terrible, boys.

All the boys gather round Rafael and give him a hug.

{0}_IDLE: You’re a good geez, it was just a tough situation.

RAFAEL_SAD: Cheers, man. If Daphne’s twisted now, I’m gonna be heartbroken mate.

RAFAEL_IDLE: Can we go in? I wanna get this night over with.

UMA_IDLE: We got a text telling us to wait out here.

BONNIE_EMBARRASSED: They’re gonna call us in one by one to face the firepit.

{0} leans down and whispers in your ear.

{0}_FLIRTY: You’re gonna be fine. Just stick with me.

You all fall silent at the sound of a text.

{0}_HAPPY: That’s me.

LITEXT: {0} and {1}. Congratulations, you are now in a couple. Please enter the villa. {2}FaceTheMusic {3}HoneyI’mHome

{0}_HAPPY: How shall we do this, {1}?

Go in looking super loved up

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s just go in there and show how strong our connection is.No holding back.

{0}_FLIRTY: I suppose we are coupled up now.

You wrap your arms around {0} as you confidently strut into the main villa.

Hold hands but keep it classy

PLAYER_FLIRTY: Let’s go in there holding hands but try to keep it classy. Don’t wanna be too much in {0}’s face.

{0}_FLIRTY: I’m with you on that.

{0} takes your hand as you begin the daunting walk into the main villa.

Keep it proper respectful

PLAYER_IDLE: Let’s just keep this super PG. No point rubbing it in. We don’t wanna cause any drama.

{0}_IDLE: I’m with you on that.

You and {0} begin the daunting walk into the main villa.

BONNIE_HAPPY: Good luck you two! See you in there.

You confidently strut out onto the decking, arm in arm with {0}.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

You walk out onto the decking with your hand in {0}’s.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

You nervously walk out onto the decking with {0}.

You immediately hear a collective gasp from the four OG girls.

{0} stares at you both in shock.

{0}_IDLE: This is {1}, everyone.

{0}_SERIOUS: Hey, {1}. I’m {2}. I’m sure {1}’s told you nothing about me.

{0}_ANGRY: But there’s a lot you need to know about him.

{0} looks at you red faced.

NARRATOR: If that isn’t the most awkward thing I’ve ever seen in my life, I don’t know what is. Except for maybe that time I auditioned as a local town <i>crier</i>.I was in the interview sobbing for about ten minutes until they asked if I understood the job description properly. But, what does {0} want to reveal about {1}? And will it set alarm bells ringing for {0}? Find out next time.