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dearly · 4 years ago

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Pete Wentz (6:39:20 PM): Hey Ryan Ross (6:39:39 PM): hey Pete Wentz (6:40:09 PM): Is this the guy fro poanic at the disco Ryan Ross (6:40:23 PM): yeah im ryan, is this pete? Pete Wentz (6:41:12 PM): Yeah Ryan Ross (6:41:18 PM): hey man Pete Wentz (6:42:37 PM): How arer you Ryan Ross (6:43:17 PM): im not bad, working on a paper for english. hows everything with the new record? Pete Wentz (6:44:37 PM): Going really well Pete Wentz (6:45:04 PM): How's everything wiht your band are those just remixes Ryan Ross (6:46:01 PM): awesome, yeah we only did those on my laptop because we cant get into a studio yet. but we still have alot of those parts live and full band Pete Wentz (6:46:25 PM): Does it have samples like that Pete Wentz (6:46:42 PM): How many people are in the band.... Are you guys all in hicghschool Ryan Ross (6:47:20 PM): do you mean do we use a sampler? our drummer uses a drum sampler which we put some of the stuff on, and he plays some of it Ryan Ross (6:47:43 PM): im in college. im 18 the other three of them are 17 and in high school Pete Wentz (6:48:26 PM): Like of the pure volume site songs what would not be part of your live show Ryan Ross (6:50:18 PM): well right now the synth stuff because we need a keyboard player. we are trying out a few guys soon though. and some of the drum parts are different. Pete Wentz (6:50:48 PM): I absolutely love the stuff Ryan Ross (6:52:16 PM): but we have two guitar players one sings and i play lead. its kind of hard to describe it. we are a rock band but about half of a song will be dance-ish or sort of 80s sounding Ryan Ross (6:52:28 PM): really? wow thanks alot man Ryan Ross (6:53:12 PM): it really is a huge compliment coming from you Ryan Ross (6:53:35 PM): i was actually really suprised you listened to it Ryan Ross (6:53:40 PM): i didnt expect you to see it Pete Wentz (6:54:00 PM): Is there some pics of you guys anywhere Ryan Ross (6:55:10 PM): no, we are taking them pretty soon for the website, its just not done yet. i have some just of me on livejournal. but thats wierd haha Pete Wentz (6:56:09 PM): Yeah fuck get some to me Pete Wentz (6:56:19 PM): I think I may come see you in californaia Ryan Ross (6:56:44 PM): really? Ryan Ross (6:57:08 PM): that would be awesome Pete Wentz (6:57:46 PM): I've been listeneing to those songs nonstop. Is the band a side thing or is it gonna be fulltime? Ryan Ross (6:58:20 PM): no its full time Ryan Ross (6:59:24 PM): well aside from school. which sucks Ryan Ross (6:59:32 PM): but we want to do this Pete Wentz (7:00:00 PM): When are those kids out of school Ryan Ross (7:00:26 PM): the drummer and bass player are graduating early. so like january and other guitarist/singer graduates in the spring Pete Wentz (7:01:16 PM): Nice Pete Wentz (7:01:23 PM): Do you know about my label Ryan Ross (7:01:46 PM): yeah i think i saw something a while ago on a journal entry, is gym class heroes the only band on it right now? Pete Wentz (7:03:10 PM): Yeah. I signed the academy. But they are fbr strictly gym class and I am looking for another Pete Wentz (7:03:33 PM): The cool thing about it is I just met with waner and they want both of the bands and to give me an imprint Ryan Ross (7:03:55 PM): oh cool i like the academy alot, oh i see yea i was going to ask you about that Pete Wentz (7:04:03 PM): Which pretty much means a lot more money to promote cool artists Pete Wentz (7:04:14 PM): You guys plays out a lot? Ryan Ross (7:04:39 PM): thats awesome man. actually no we just kind of started this thing up a few months ago, the show in victorville is going to be our first one Pete Wentz (7:05:51 PM): Really Pete Wentz (7:05:56 PM): Interesting Pete Wentz (7:06:11 PM): How much do you guys practice Ryan Ross (7:06:45 PM): we've been trying to figure out the best way to do this stuff live, and we've been having a hard time on figuring out how to make it sound good. depending on the place we might not be able to use all the electronic stuff that we want to do which sucks but alot of venues, at least here might have a hard time setting us up. we practice at

least 4 times a week so like. between 24-30 hours a week Pete Wentz (7:07:09 PM): Nice Pete Wentz (7:07:21 PM): I am gonna come to the show Ryan Ross (7:08:13 PM): we wish we could more often. but school is getting in the way. and it sucks cause parents think its a waste of time playing music and want me to focus on school. im sure you know how that is. Ryan Ross (7:08:23 PM): thanks alot man really Pete Wentz (7:08:55 PM): I do Pete Wentz (7:09:05 PM): What are peoples reactions to it Ryan Ross (7:10:04 PM): some good some bad. everyone is so into post hardcore stuff these days that some kids just brush it off. which is fine but then some kids like it cause its a little different i guess Pete Wentz (7:11:30 PM): Can that kid sing live? Ryan Ross (7:12:54 PM): yeah, he's been taking voice lessons for a little bit so thats starting to help him Pete Wentz (7:13:19 PM): Is he on? I mean on here he sounds awesome Ryan Ross (7:14:21 PM): yeah he's on pitch, we recorded that stuff with like a 100 dollar vocal mic. the only effects we used was pretty much reverb on the main parts. Pete Wentz (7:14:42 PM): Yeah sounds good kind of like patrick Pete Wentz (7:14:47 PM): I like it Ryan Ross (7:16:57 PM): yeah thats the only thing we get that alot. and thats just how the kid sings. we like your band but we dont want to sound like you guys, or be compared to fob all the time you know? but yeah he is aware that kids say he sounds like patrick so he's just trying different vocal stuff sometimes. Pete Wentz (7:19:06 PM): Here's the thing if I show you guys interest a lot of crappy labels are gonna come and do the same and I don't want a huge mess out there. I mean how interested are you guys in going fulltime when you can Pete Wentz (7:19:19 PM): Yeah you'll get eh patrock thing but how many people. Sound like hime Ryan Ross (7:19:47 PM): so you really think we've got potential then? Pete Wentz (7:19:54 PM): I do Ryan Ross (7:20:05 PM): i've wanted to play in a band for my job ever since i started high school at least. Ryan Ross (7:20:07 PM): we all want to do this Ryan Ross (7:21:05 PM): its like i cant put enough dedication into anything exept playing guitar and writing Pete Wentz (7:23:01 PM): I'm with you Ryan Ross (7:24:05 PM): but yeah. i cant see myself doing anything else but playing in a band, cause every job i've ever had ive hated it Pete Wentz (7:24:57 PM): You don't have a picture of the band Ryan Ross (7:25:44 PM): no, but if you need it i could have my buddy take some tomorrow at practice Pete Wentz (7:26:58 PM): That would be rad Ryan Ross (7:27:37 PM): okay we'll take some Ryan Ross (7:28:08 PM): are you online much? Pete Wentz (7:33:12 PM): Sometimes Ryan Ross (7:33:35 PM): okay, i was just wondering if this was your email incase you arent on i'll just send them Pete Wentz (7:34:17 PM): Yeah send it here for sure Ryan Ross (7:34:36 PM): okay Ryan Ross (7:34:55 PM): dude this better not be a joke, it better be you Pete Wentz (7:35:12 PM): It is Pete Wentz (7:35:34 PM): But there are a lot of fakers out there Ryan Ross (7:35:55 PM): okay. yeah i know someone has shown me like fake journals of you and stuff. thats creepy Ryan Ross (7:36:10 PM): thats why i asked if it was you for sure Pete Wentz (7:36:32 PM): This guy who is iming me is your manager Ryan Ross (7:37:03 PM): is it xxxtoughffxxx ? Pete Wentz (7:37:22 PM): Yeah Ryan Ross (7:37:38 PM): i dont know if he's our manager. he's our friend, he's been helping us out with a website, merch and the show in victorville Ryan Ross (7:38:35 PM): he's starting a company up and he wants to help us out Pete Wentz (7:43:04 PM): Ah I got t Pete Wentz (7:43:32 PM): It Pete Wentz (7:43:37 PM): You guys are awesome and if its what I think it is I want ti to be thenext academy Ryan Ross (7:44:58 PM): wow thanks alot. i hope you like the stuff live, its not completely different but it is different. i mean the singing is the same and all that. Pete Wentz (7:47:46 PM): cool Pete Wentz (7:48:06 PM): You guys look good. The chicks gonna be swooning? Ryan Ross (7:48:38 PM): once we get

a keyboard player who can do all of the sampling we want to do it will be alot better too. its like we know how we want to sound, but just finding the right way to do it i guess is what we are working on. Ryan Ross (7:48:40 PM): hahaha Ryan Ross (7:48:51 PM): i dont know man, we look alright i guess Ryan Ross (7:48:57 PM): we look young Pete Wentz (7:49:42 PM): Youngs not abd at all Pete Wentz (7:49:47 PM): How does the singiner look Ryan Ross (7:50:05 PM): dead sexy. Ryan Ross (7:50:41 PM): he's no pete wentz. but still Pete Wentz (7:51:42 PM): Hahaha Pete Wentz (7:51:54 PM): Goddamn as long as he looks cool.singing Pete Wentz (7:52:14 PM): For sure send me pics and all how many songs you guys have? Ryan Ross (7:52:39 PM): haha Ryan Ross (7:53:00 PM): kk Ryan Ross (7:53:54 PM): we've only got 4 right now, its been tough to write since school started and everyone's busier. and those are the first 4 songs we've written as a band. at the show we'll play those and a cover of new order maybe. or depeche mode. we dont know yet Pete Wentz (7:56:08 PM): Nice Pete Wentz (7:56:21 PM): I gotta run Pete Wentz (7:56:32 PM): But ill hit you on here later Pete Wentz (7:56:38 PM): Send me those pics and write the hits Ryan Ross (7:56:43 PM): okay dude. good talking to you Pete Wentz (7:56:43 PM): Peaaaaaace Ryan Ross (7:56:44 PM): hahaha Ryan Ross (7:56:47 PM): later man Pete Wentz is away from the computer as of 7:56:51 PM. Auto response from Pete Wentz: Igot99problems Pete Wentz is back at the computer as of 10:05:48 PM. Pete Wentz is away from the computer as of 10:06:23 PM.

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jumoonjae · 4 years ago

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Right Through the Heart: Chapter 1

Pairings: Juyeon X Reader X Sunwoo

Genre: Action

Warnings: Violence

Word Count: 5408 Words

A/N: I've been working on this one for three months now, been stealing time between my work and home to do researches and stuffs. I was considering making this as a one shot at first, but since its too long and i'm still half way through it, i decided to break it into few parts. So here we go, my first 2021 fic. I hope you enjoy reading it.

Disclaimer: Image are not mine, credit to owner.

The sound of boisterous chattering and a series of screams and holler slowly awaking you from unconsciousness that soon after also awakening your every sense as you starting to feel the throbbing pain from the back of your head and the growing pain on your shoulder. With a painful grunt, you lift your head up to see your tied up hand with a squinted eyes as the old spotlight that was use to hang your body shine awfully bright on you. Your shoulder stretched upward painfully and your feet dangling a few feet from the ground, body swaying even with the slightest movement you made. You look around slowly to see the surrounding only to find yourself being hanged in the middle of a old, wrecked school gym, to your left there were a group of men, all armed playing cards, smoking and one of them notice your movement making you let out a sigh. You could see three of them approaching you from your peripheral view but didn’t bother to look back up because of the sore from your shoulder.

“Good morning sleepy head.” A voice rings clear and annoyingly close inside your ear and echoes around the empty gym silencing every soul inside the room. You force yourself to turn your head slowly towards him just to look at your opponent before planning anything. His assault riffle that was clutched loosely to his chest caught your attention first then his masked face, you could see his eyes scanning you and there’s two men that look quite like him standing behind him. You didn’t even bother to say anything to him but let your head hang low, chin touching your chest.

“I’m not the type of wasting my or your time. So i will ask and you will answer.” He commanded while his men starting to holler, whistling but you still didn’t respond to him, looking down as your focus was on the pain on your shoulder and the back of your head only. But then a sudden brutal impact hit your stomach making you let out a cry and it churns when your body suddenly falls to the ground falling knee first on the cold hard wooden floor, then the old spotlight came crashing down right in front of your eyes just a few inch from you and the broken pieces splatter around with some of it manage to hit you making you flinch slightly. Like it was a show, the men are all cheering and some are laughing at you. But from all the pain on your lower body, you could finally bring your sore shoulder down in relief by clutching the fresh sore on your stomach.

“Answer me!” He yelled. “don’t ever think that will go easy on a woman like you.” He took a few step towards to you before you feel a cold hard metal nudging the side of your head. You look up to him through your lashes and he nudge your head to make you back down again but you didn’t even move or look away making him wavered and you noticed.

“Tell me where they locked my people.” He nudge your head with every words that just triggered something bad inside of you and you had to suck a sharp breath just to keep it within you.

“We don’t keep criminal locked up. The prison is too crowded.” You said looking into their eyes one by one as a cunning smirk grows on your face. “We kill them.”

“Don’t play with me, you law people always keep them locked waiting for the right time for any negotiation for money and bribery and shits. You corrupted organization.” he nudge your head again making you clenched your jaw hard.

“You’re not wrong.” You said with a sly smile. “But what you’re dealing with right now is not law. You’ve crossed the line that law had drawn and do you know what will happen when you crossed that line?” You taunt him by looking deep into his eyes without blinking.

“You’re considered dead.” And as if your last word is a cue, the main door explode and a series of fire gun erupted not far from where you were. you duck down covering your head using your tied hands before rolling to the side to take cover with anything from the flying bullets. You were deaf for a while and when your hearing came back together with a piercing white noise inside your head, you shut your eyes tight and screams until the noise dissipate.

“Y/N!” Sunwoo called and you look up to him who was running to you while the other taking down every single enemy inside the gym.

“You’re okay.” He kneeled beside you and pull you by the arm helping you up.

“You okay Y/N?” Changmin asked as soon as you got up while holding his gunpoint to one of the subject that was still alive, the one that been interrogating you earlier. Without his mask you recognize him from the picture during the briefing before the mission and you nod to Changmin as a confirmation that you got the right person. You then turn to see Eric and Haknyeon who was looking at you concerned, but you just raise your tied up hand and show them your both thumb making them to smile in relief.

“Sorry.” Sunwoo almost yelled knowing your hearing still affected. He cut the rope on your wrist before checking for any wound on your body.

“Except for you almost blew me up, im fine.” You said yelling to him, just because you couldn’t hear yourself clearly while dusting your cargo pants as your watch them questioned the three subject before you and Sunwoo walk out through the mess to the outside where you were greeted by the whole back up team.

“Hey sniper.” Chan greeted you and you give him a small wave, smiling at him who was carrying a small device that you recognize as a bomb, he stop right next to you eyeing you up and down looking for any injuries.

“I’m fine Chan. Thank you.” You tap his arm and he gave you his charming smile before jogs inside to plant the bomb.

“Does the bomb necessary earlier?” you asked regarding to the first bomb which only made Sunwoo to chuckle before scratching the back of his head while looking at you apologetically.

“we were outnumbered.” He said. “And those three are enough for information.” He paused looking back at you to make sure you’re really alright before continuing,

“We need to take this place down anyway.” He said stopping right at the entrance where his truck were parked. You look up to see the air force team still roams around the school to search for more threat before you heard three shots fired indicating that your mission were done.

“Clear.” Changmin’s voice buzzed from the com on Sunwoo’s shoulder.

“C4 ready. Everyone clear out.” He commanded signaling the chopper to get down.

“That’s your ride.” Sunwoo said and you look at him questioningly.

“Are you going to the date looking like that?” and it finally hit you like a truck.

“Holy shit. What time is it?”

“7.48PM. Better late than never.” He said giving you a pat on the back when the ladder from the chopper fall just right in front of you.

“Eric bought the dress himself. Its quite small but it’ll do.” He shrugged and you thanked him climbing up to the chopper. “Be nice Y/N.”

You tap your toe impatiently crossing your arm over your chest as the elevator were moving almost at a imperceptible speed. You look down to your watch wriggling your wrist to place your watch right on the blisters from the rope earlier and heaved a long sigh after realizing that you almost an hour late. You really should have just go down using the line from the helicopter instead of the elevator.

A buzz from inside of your clutch stopping you from tapping your feet and you fish out your phone from inside looking at the caller id before swiping the green icon up and cup it on your left ear.

“Hey, Y/N are you there yet?” Eric asked from another line making you scowl at his eagerness.

“They just dropped me off two minutes ago Eric and the elevator in this building is really slow.” You said annoyingly and when the moving box dinged, stopping, which you grunt to it before stepping to the corner back to make room whoever that come in later.

“Well at least you got great reception inside it.” He said trying to make you laugh but you didn’t and when the elevator door opens, a tall guy in a black suit enters. you spare him a quick glance before bowing slightly when he did.

“Y/N remember, order just salad and red wines.”

“Why does it matter what i eat. Its not that I’m going to make him pay for it.”

“Are you really going to eat like a pig on your first date?”

“Look, this is not a date I remind you. I just going to negotiate with him and make him agree to pretend to be my partner only for the wedding.”

“Just for the sake of me please. He’s my neighbor.”

“Your neighbor? Its too late Eric, I am forty minute late and its already a bad first impression.” You look up when the elevator dinged again and make your way out to the restaurant with your phone still on your ear.

“Any reservation?” the receptionist ask, but before you could answer him, you heard a voice talking from inside the restaurant. A tall man, quite good looking, ranting, looking like he was drunk.

“I will soon to be the heir of my father’s company.” He said with a cocky smirk plastered on his face, head leaned a little to the table next to him, invading a couples privacy, boasting, face filled with pride while the couple does not look pleased at all.

“I am a gentleman even my date is almost an hour late, i am still here waiting for her.” You let out a gagging face when he said the word before placing your phone back to your ears.

“Eric what was the guy name again?” you ask.

“Kim Younghoon.”

“I am Kim Younghoon.”

“No shit.” You were dazed for a while, the guy with the prince syndrome was your date and how in the world you’re going to convince him to pretend to be your partner. You stared at him still in daze as your phone fall to your neck trying to think of anything, maybe a plan b. But then his eyes meet yours making you flinch. As much as you take pride in everything and how good you are in handling men, this is not what you signed for, you can’t just flipped him off just to escape.

You took a few step back when he stand up, looking at you like he figured something out, like he caught you red handed causing your heart to pound with his boldness, his eye contact. Nothing else present inside of your mind other than to run away like a coward until you feel a hand grabbing your shoulder.

“Is that your date?” You heard a voice from behind you, soft, deep and alluring making you turn your body back to face him. It was the same man from the elevator. He was looking down at you then inside the restaurant where his orbs moves like he was watching at someone’s movement

“He’s coming. Play along.” He whispered snaking his hand around your waist pulling you closer as he’s showing his card, probably a membership some sort of card and the receptionist usher you both to one of the table near the window walking past Kim Younghoon who was about to ask something with his pointer finger out like he was about to state a matter of fact. But you both just brush past him.

“I owe you.” You said looking back to the guy who was still bragging about his status and starting to cause a commotion before few waiter had to usher him out.

“I feel bad though.” You heaved turning your body back facing the man who just saved you.

“You can still catch him.” He lean back still smiling and you wince to the thought of being around someone like that.

“He is in good hands now.” You nod convincing him and he let out a laugh.

“So.” He starts, leaning forward clasping his both hands on top of the table looking at you with the smile that seems to never fade even for a moment. “I heard you’re looking for partner to a wedding.” You raise your eyebrow tilting your head.

“You’ve been listening.” You said straighten your body to sit properly facing him.

“Couldn’t help it.” He chuckled and you side eyed him with a smile shaking your head looking anywhere else avoiding eye contact. “So who’s wedding is it?” He ask again

“Its my cousin.” You breathed out and lean back as you eyed a waitress came filling his glass, its hard not to notice how she was smitten by the guy that was sitting right in front of you, constantly stealing a glance here and then before walking to your side with a professional smile before filling yours. you nod to her as a gratitude while looking to the man himself who is now looking at you. You hold his stare for a little longer, letting yourself lost in his strong yet soft gaze that seems to shake everything within you.

“So tell me about your cousin.” He said without breaking the eye contact while leaning forward resting his both elbow on the table.

“Seems like he’s more interesting than i am.” You teased taking a sip of your wine pouting playfully right after.

“I’m afraid if i ask about you first i might scare you away.”

“Oh it takes a lot to scare me off-” you stop leaving your sentence hanging and tilt your head a little to the side, brow twitching with a playful smirk trying to read him whose expression never change even the slightest. You were trying to figure him out like any other men you’ve been sitting with you in the same scenario only the other was your mission to dig their secrets while this one right here perks your interest itself.

“So-” He dragged his words, eyes wavered looking for the right word or right question to ask making you scoff softly before letting out a soft smile, he was an easy one to read.

“You look like you had broke a couple of hearts, but I don’t think you even know how to flirt. Am i right?” you ask in between chuckle and he raise his both hand in defeat with his smile before settles back to staring at you.

“I just got out from the marine.” He started and your eyebrow twitch again filled with interest.

“are you completing your military service?”

“No, more like I’m a coast guard.” He said and your mouth formed an ‘o' while nodding to the information. No wonder he looked a little stiff, you thought to yourself.

“So getting back on the shores is quite a challenge. being around new people and like being in a whole new place. its like starting all over again.” He said with a troubled expression and it tug some strings from inside of you. But instead of comforting him, you try to light his mood a little.

“I see. So am I the first person to have dinner with you?”

“Yeah.” He smiled biting his lips which you mirrored right away gnawing your own lower lip. You were glad that he’s an easy one to distract and somehow my making him smile, you feel at ease.

“So what should i ask?” He ask you making you let your head fall back as a laugh erupted from you seeing how innocent he was.

“You can ask anything. Or maybe start exchanging our name.”

“Oh right. I’m Juyeon. Lee Juyeon.” He held out his hand to you over the table and you shake his hand telling him your name.

The night went off with three course meal and exchanging a bit information about yourself carefully not to spill your secrets while he telling you about his life in marine.

“Aren’t you lonely?” You ask him after wiping your lips and let the waitress take away the last plate away. “I mean living on a ship in the middle of the sea.”

“Sometimes.” He smile. “But loneliness became a friend to me when i couldn’t sleep at night. I was so used to it that getting back in city make me feel so lost and quite bothered by the sound.” He chuckled before pausing, looking down like he was thinking about something. “I feel like a stranger, a foreigner in my own home.” He said with a forced smile and in that moment you want nothing other than to protect him and stay as long as you could with him by his side knowing how hard to cope back into the civilization after being isolated for so long from the outside world. Even now, you still had a hard time seeing stranger or even engage a small talk. Then you realize how easy every words came out from your mouth when you were with him all night, which you decided to be his friend.

“You want me to show you around?” you offered and his face light up brighter than before making your stomach to churn at the sight.

“If you don’t mind.” He beamed brightly and you look at your watch which shows that you’ve been sitting with him for almost two hours.

“We can walk a little.” You said and he raise his hand to call the waitress. You took your purse which he beat you to it by handing the waitress his black card.

“Just let me thank you for being my first friend.” He said and you smile to him

“I’ll treat you for tteokbokki later on. I’m sure you haven’t had that for a while.”

“But we just ate.”

“Really? That’s enough for you?” You scoffed and he just chuckled shaking his head.

“Juyeon, have you done settling in?” Lt. General Lee asked as soon as Juyeon came in into his office.

“Almost, I got a help from a friend.” He answered as a small smile creep as soon as the image of you appeared inside his mind.

“Ah, I see you’ve made friend.” Lt. General Lee smile and gestured him to sit on the leather couch in the middle of his large office while he took the one right across from Juyeon.

“Don’t you think its too early for me to replace you?” Juyeon asked and the older man stop mid sitting before chuckling to Juyeon’s words.

“Straight to the point aren’t we.” Lt. General Lee lean back on the leather couch looking at his own son. He was actually expecting that exact answer from him, and he know he will be having a hard time to convince him,

“six year being on the sea and three year commanding your own ship is more than enough Juyeon.” he added and Juyeon shake his head to it.

“Commanding my own ship is a whole lot different from things in here dad. Just let me start from the bottom and work my own way up to earn your place rather than sitting there just because i am your son. I don’t like that and I don’t think people will respect me for that.” The older man only smile to his son’s words for knowing well how honest he is with everything. But the thoughts of the ugly side of the law made him feel nothing but worries for his son. He realize that he need to trust Juyeon capability to keep himself safe. only for now, until he could find a way to protect Juyeon.

“I know you would say that. That is why I’m placing you with Colonel Kim. You can go report yourself to him now Captain.”

“I’ll see you around dad.”

“Hey you.” You coos as soon as the door to Juyeon’s apartment open revealing the man himself who greet you back with the brightest smile that turn his eyes into a crescent moon making you feel warmth just at the sight.

“Hey.” He greet back glancing back to his apartment then back to you and you could heard the sound of cutleries while a smell of home cook food manage to escape from inside of his apartment and seep into your nose.

“Bad time?” you asked before he shake his head.

“Not really.” He said with a smile slowly growing on his face with an expression like he had thought of something. “My parent came. You should join us for dinner.” He said by grabbing your arm which you dodge to it with an awkward laugh.

“I shouln’t interrupt your family time.” You smile sheepishly to him pushing a bag with potted plant inside of it to his chest but he manage you get a grip of your wrist with a playful smile.

“Who is it honey?” You heard a soft voice that belongs to a woman before she came into view and saw you over Juyeon’s shoulder that light up her face instantly as soon as she saw you anf Juyeon stepped aside to let the woman to see you which you greet her back with a deep bow.

“Who is this lovely lady Juyeon?”

“This is the one that been helping me settling in mom.” He place his hand on your back before softly push you into his apartment while you try to glue your feet to the ground trying not to move.

“Oh, you must be Y/N. Come in, we just about to have dinner.”

“No Mrs Lee its fine.” You decline politely trying to back off, but Juyeon’s hand still holding your back stopping you from moving. “I was just passing by. I wouldn’t want to be a nuisance.”

“Nonsense.” She walks towards you and softly pull your hand leaving you no choice but to comply. You look back to Juyeon with a frown but he just followed suit with a smile.

“His dad decided to cook tonight just for this special occasion that Juyeon had permanently transferred to the head quarters.” She beamed eagerly looking back and forth between you and the dinner table where you saw a tall man who was preparing something on the kitchen counter. His back facing yours

“We have a guest?” He ask without looking away from whatever he was doing while Juyeon were ushering you to the dinner table that you both had bickered over the darker shade or just white, but you won the fight and he end up having an edgy black wooden dinner table that fit well with the white with black and grey streak ceramic floor.

"I told you it fit well with the floor. You just need to add more lighting over it." You nag again making scoff rolling his eyes.

"Yeah whatever Y/N." He said making you giggle before his mom's voice breaking the small moment between both of you.

“Yes honey, its Y/N, the one Juyeon been telling us about.” She said and you watch as Juyeon making his way to his father to help leaving you a little restless sitting on the chair while the other were busy. You decided to stand up and help too but the sound of your chair screeched against the floor made his father to turn back and you stop when you lock gaze with the awfully familiar face. You notice that he was taken aback too by your presence until Juyeon turn his head to look back at your direction and you had to clear your throat pretending to look away and sit back down awkwardly before standing up again when his mother came with the food giving you a good excuse not to squirm nervously on your seat.

The dinner seems to weighted by the silence which the tense was only felt by you and Juyeon’s father who keep glancing at you here and there while Juyeon and his mom was being oblivious and keep talking about random thing which you couldn’t even process when you’re being held under the keen eyes of his father.

“So, what do you do for a living Y/N?” His mom suddenly ask making you stop chewing for a second before looking at her, then to both men.

“I uh, I’m a archaeologist.” The lies slip off from your tongue just like an air, and you notice how Mr Lee spare you a glance for a moment before getting back on his meal silently.

“Really?” Juyeon said appalled from the new information which cause his mom to look at him questioningly.

“You didn’t know?” She asked and he shake his head smiling sheepishly scratching the back of his neck for missing the most basic information about you even after spending a few days together.

“I don’t actually like to talk about my work. Its kind of boring.” You added which his mom nod to it before you too getting back to your meal and let both mother and son talk about various things mostly about their distant family and Mrs Lee always try to include you into the conversation just so you wont feel left out which you silently thankful for.

“Where’s you parents now Y/N? Do they live far?” You heart pounded one beat harder at the sudden question that you had to clear your throat to cover whatever expression that was about to show on your face. It was a simple question and it never matter to you since no one ever asked. But it sounds so different when someone finally did.

“I’m an orphan.” You said shifting your head to face Mrs Lee, but your eyes wander elsewhere because you didn’t want to see any of their expression. You didn’t want to see pity from them even how strong the sympathy radiates from across the table.

“I’m so sorry.”

“No its really fine. I still have my cousins though.”

“The one that going to get married next week right Y/N?” Juyeon added trying to light up the atmosphere again and you nod with a smile.

“Thank you so much for the dinner Mrs Lee. I had a great time.” You said after helping Mrs Lee with the dishes while Juyeon and his father already getting cozy on the couch with beers in hand having a small conversation.

“Are you leaving already honey?” His mom ask touching your shoulder gently and you smile while nodding to her. “Sorry about his father, he don’t really talk much during dinner.” She adds again and you just smile to her words.

“You can stay a little longer you know.” She offered.

“Thank you Mrs Lee but i should let you spend more time with him since he just got back.”

“Alright then, but let him walk you to you car at least.” She caressed your head with the most genuine smile that almost break your heart for lying to her almost about everything the whole night.

“Sorry about my parents.”

“Why? They’re great.” You said

“Really? My dad always scares my friends off.”

“I can see that,” you smiled looking straight to the elevator door which is almost your everyday view since you’ve been helping him moving in and arrange things inside his new apartment.

“I kind of feel bad thought.” He said as you both got into the elevator.

“I don’t know much about you. I guess i didn’t ask the right questions and keep missing the basic small information about you.”

“Why does it matter?”

“We’re friends aren’t we? Friend shares thing with each other.”

“Right.”

“I will take this as a coincidence now Y/N. Since I know you have nothing against me in particular.” Lt. General Lee voice sounds much deeper and more distant than any other day when he was briefing out your mission for your team. Even the way he stand back facing you while looking out through the glass window to the base where a few chopper and vehicle were parked and his soldier walking around doing their thing had turn the atmosphere heavier in the early morning.

“I promise he will not hear a word from me anymore sir.” Was the only thing you could offer him at the moment, the only thing to keep the truce between you and him.

“That is what first came into my mind as soon as I saw you last night Y/N.”

“I understand that sir.” You said without looking away from the back of his neck showing how determined you are in keeping your words. But he just let out a soft scoff.

“I had give it a long thought last night and thinking maybe i should try to look or think about it from a different perspective. Maybe you met him for a reason Y/N. Just like how I met you.His personal matter had nothing to do with us or his place at the NIS.” He turn back to take a look at you who standing straight, both hand tucked at your back just like any soldiers always does when they were face to face with higher ranks. But the way you look straight into his eyes was evident that you aren’t one of his soldier. Not one of his trainees. But after years of carrying his secret mission under the command of one of his respected Captain, you gained his trust. He took pride on taking you into his secret division when never once you fail or turn your back against your team. Just the thought of you with his son, making him feel uneasy. But by seeing how his son had thought of you as his friend and the way Juyeon mentioned you a lot during their conversation last night, Lieutenant Lee knew you had found yourself a place inside his son heart. So he came into a conclusion since he is sure that you are in both of his and his son’s side, you could be a way of help to keep his goals.

“I need you to protect him.” He said finally taking a seat before gesturing you to take a sit right opposite from him. “There is a reason why I made a request for him to be transferred here. I’ve been having this thoughts about retirement for a really long time.” He paused clasping his hand together, staring it for a little while before looking back at you. “The one that have been keeping me here is each everyone of you in this division. It took my entire career to establish this division, to keep it as it is now and too keep it away from falling to wrong hands. I believe you know what and who i meant by that.” You give him a curt nod to his explanation before he continue by leaning back, turning his chair to the side until now he face the picture each and everyone of the soldier from all three team of his division. Each one of every accomplishment and medals except for yours. You only appeared in the group photo.

“You’re a one special woman Y/N, even without words you manage to make everyone to like you. We rarely share a words or conversation together, but you know how much I admire your work ethic, you earned everyone in this division’s trust and respect. The more i said it out loud, i’ve gained more confident in entrusting my son on your hand. You are the first to heard this from me, which also mean that i put my full trust on you. You do know how the NIS has been long compromised with all those corrupted officer and few of the ministers. Which is the main reason why the president agreed when i came up with this division. But for years, we’ve been meddling with cases that that are tied to some of the VIP in the blue house which made us a threat to them. They have been doing everything to find out about this division and i believe the moment i step down from this chair, they will hunt all of you down. So I’ve been meaning to hand this division to my son.” He take a deep breath after the long explanation looking into your eyes with an evident worry inside his eyes.

“What’s the problem?”

“You see, Juyeon has been on the sea since he graduated from the military school and he know nothing about the bad side of the law. No matter how good he is in what he does, he is gullible to this corrupted law enforcement and it’ll be hard to explain to him which i don’t even know where to start.”

“If he found out about me,”

“Everything you have done in the past four years already enough for your redemption Y/N. You’ve always been one of us.”

“How should I keep him safe?”

“Know about his mission, just keep him alive. You should know better what to do. Consider this as a request from a father. The moment they know he’s my son, they will do anything to keep him away from the chair. I know this division had been a family to you. Consider that if you keep him safe, you’ll be able to keep this entire thing in tact. This division future now in your hand Y/N.”

“What about my team?”

“Keep this between us for a while. I will announce it to them, but not in the nearest time. So you should carry on with your mission as usual. But make sure to put him first before anything else.”

“I will do my best sir.” You said in more calmed tone before he gave you a nod and you stand to make your way out from his small office. Then his words stop you from turning the knob.

“He like you Y/N. In a way I know that more than a friend.” You turn back to look at him trying to keep your calm facade, trying to act that you're not affected by it at all. “Take that as an advantage to approach him. To gain his full trust.”

I edited the rank of Juyeon's dad, it was meant to be Lieutenant General, but for some reason i thought it'll be okay for me to just put Lieutenant rather than Lieutenant General because its too long and i thought the reader might get it. Silly me. Edited.

#the boyz #tbz scenarios #tbz #the boyz scenarios #tbz au #lee juyeon scenarios #the boyz imagines #lee juyeon imagines

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moonflower-31 · 4 years ago

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You Found Me - Gabriel x Reader

Warnings: Language? Somewhat? Oh and some self doubt, but not a lot. There is a looot of angst though. This is part of a two part oneshot. Hope you enjoy the feels.

Pairing: Gabriel x Reader

Character(s): Gabriel, Dean, Sam, Castiel

You were worried, to put it simply. Gabriel had told you three weeks ago he'd start to change. That he would take you out more. See you more in general. Not go off to Chuck knows where, doing who knows what.

You were worried. Yeah. That's the word. You were also pissed. Pissed he hadn't answered your prayers at all in those three weeks. Dean and Sam and Cas had all been through all the ways to try and bring him back, figure out what was going on, except to summon him. You had insisted that be the first thing they do, but Cas had intervened. He had said that if Gabriel was gone somewhere, that it was probably good reason. And that he would answer them in other ways.

But look where that got you?

"Look, kid, I know you miss your archangel douche of a boyfriend but-" Dean starts, looking up from the table he sat at in the main library. You rolled your eyes and looked up from your lore book on angels.

"But what? Dean? He might actually be in real danger! And you're sitting there--eating take out!" You exclaim, gesturing to his heart-attack-inducing food in front of him. Dean immediately gave you an offended glare and wrapped an arm around his food. You rolled your eyes again, and then put your eyes back to the book you were reading. No one would tell you the summoning for an archangel. And since the only archangel that would be able to be summoned would be Gabriel, you figured your chances of getting his ass back here were pretty good.

"Come on, let him live a little! I mean, I don't like the guy but every now and then, a guy has to have his alone time. Find himself. I did it. Sam's done it more than once." Dean reminds. You shake your head. Dean continues. "What I'm saying is maybe you should stop trying to summon him and let him come when he's ready. I'm sure he's fine, alright? He would have let you of all people know he was in danger if he was." Dean reminds again.

You grumble and slam the book in your hands closed. "You know what? I'm done. Done with you, and Sam, and Cas's petty excuses! It's like you don't even care!" You exclaim, and stomp out of the library.

You stomp off and slam the door to your room closed, locking it behind you as you collapse onto your bed, wishing and praying for Gabriel to return.

He hadn't returned in three weeks. Not even when you were in danger on hunts and you prayed to him. It made you question if he even loved you anymore. The thought of it made you sick. But it was possible.

You felt your chest heave and tears began to pour from your eyes as you sat back up and pulled the book from where you had dropped it beside the bed. You began wiping away your tears only for new ones to take their place. You opened the book and kept scouring the pages as a knock came to your door. You immediately hid the book under your sheets and then stood up, and went to the door.

"Who is it?" You ask.

"Castiel. Dean said you were upset."

"Go away Cas. I'm fine. Just distraught over your damn older brother, nothing new." You grumbled, walking away from the door and sitting back on your bed.

A flutter of wings sounds and you look up, finding the trenchcoated angel standing at the foot of your bed. "Y/N... Gabriel will be okay. I promise." He says, looking at you with as sincere enough eyes as an angel can probably muster.

You let out a sad chuckle. "Really Cas? Same speech as last time? I just want him back... I don't want to lose him..." you say, hugging your arms for a moment as you fight the incoming tears. Castiel walks over and wraps his arms around you in a comforting hug, letting you wrap your own arms around him as he holds you. You're appreciative of the gesture as he lets you cry, and lays you down on the bed when you fall asleep. Your first real sleep in days.

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When you reawaken, it's later in the day, around midnight. You sigh and check your bed, seeing the book still there. You bring it out and start flipping through it, until you find it. And after a few quick translations, find out what you needed for summoning your absent boyfriend.

You write a quick note of the ingredients you needed, and then got up. You had some of the ingredients. But lacked two. You needed some herbs and some leaves that were hard to come by. So you needed to talk to someone.

"Yeah, those'll do. Thanks. I'll be down to pick them up in a few hours. Thanks." You say, hanging up on the friend who owed you a few favors. He had some of the ingredients that you needed. And all you needed now was to put it all together. And say the chant, of course.

You were walking out of your room, when Sam stopped you. You raise an eyebrow as the tall, moose-like man stood in your way.

"Uh...Sam? What are you doing?" You ask, a bag of essentials on your back.

Sam gives you a bitch face. "Really? You really don't think I didn't see you sneak that book into your room? I've read it. And it has what we've been telling you we shouldn't be doing. Wait it out. Alright? I promise, it's all gonna be okay-" Sam starts.

At this point, you were done of hearing that. After so many instances of Dean, Sam, Cas, hell, even Charlie saying it, you were done. Absolutely done. So you snapped.

You immediately shoved Sam out of the way as soon as his guard was down, pinning his sleeve to the wall with one of your knifes. Sam calls out to Dean to alert him of your escape, but you're too quick. You race up the stairs behind you and then you exit the bunker, racing down the road as adrenaline fills your veins.

You didn't dare take the Impala, knowing Dean would kill you if you did. He rarely let Sam off the hook when he took it. So what's to say he wouldn't kill you?

You finally slowed down near a gas n' sip, and found an abandoned car. You went into the store for a moment, and picked out a few of Gabriel's favorite sweets. You took them to the counter and payed for them before going back outside, and hotwiring the abandoned car.

The adrenaline had finally left you after you'd been on the road for awhile. You'd left your phone at the Gas n' Sip, so you weren't able to be tracked. Damn Sam and Charlie's hacking abilities.

You finally pulled up to your buddy's place around 4 am, and parked in their driveway.

"Damn, Y/N, you look great for three years gone." Your old pal Brad said as he opened the door. He opened the door for you to come in soon after, drinking a beer.

You smile but shake your head. "I'm sorry, but this is an urgent hunt. I need those ingredients now." You say. Brad chuckled.

"Really? You ain't gonna sit down and tell me how you've been with those... those uh.." Brad starts.

"Winchesters." You remind, nodding a bit. "Yeah uh... not now. I don't exactly have the time. But uh... I promise, ill come by soon. Okay?" You promise. Brad chuckled.

"I'm just messing with ya. I know you're busy. Just lemme know if I can help at all. Okay? Any time of night or day. I've got open ears." Brad says, smirking at you with a broken smile. You smiled and nodded.

Brad soon disappeared behind the door, and after five minutes returned with the herbs you needed.

"Take care now. Call me if you ever need anything else." He says as he sees you off. You nod, and wave back at him as you climb back into your stolen car and pull back onto the dark road.

It wasn't until 5 am that you found the place. It was old, it was rusty. It was perfect. You found an old table and set everything up. You used your lighter and lit up the ingredients, soon after uttering the chant.

"Rah ah gah ee oh es Vee nu nohno kee ah seh peh teh poh ah ma lah deh zod" you utter, and a bright light enters the room. You shield your eyes and wait a few moments before you hear him.

"Really? You're resulting to summoning me?" Gabriel grumbles, looking at you annoyedly. "Im busy, Sugar." He says.

You weren't listening. You were merely relieved that he was okay. You walk around the table, and then wrap your arms around him, almost too tightly.

Then he pushes you away.

"Sugar, please. I'm busy. Can't this wait?" Gabriel asks. You look up at him dejected.

"Busy? You're just 'busy'?" You ask, venom and hurt in your voice. Gabriel looks a bit hurt by your words, but doesn't react otherwise.

"You promise me that you'll spend more time with me, cuddle more, hang out more, watch more movies, but no. No you're 'busy'" you hiss, looking at Gabriel with tears in your eyes.

"Yeah, I am. I’m not gonna keep having this conversation right now. Like I said, I'm busy. I have somethings I need to do." He says, looking at you.

You furrow your eyebrows. You stomp forward and you grab his collar. "You know what would have been appreciated? Gabriel? If you would let me know you were okay! I've been worried about you this entire time! 'What if he's been kidnapped and he's being tortured? What if it's my fault?' Wow, but you're too busy!" You spat, shoving him back and turning away from him.

Gabriel sighed. "Y/N, please, okay? I couldn't get back to you. And besides, this isn't something you should be worried about. I don't understand why you were so worried-" he says. You nod your head as you turned back around. You were done.

"Why am I so worried? Gabriel I have lost so many people, so many. So yeah, im sorry that I just don't want to lose another. Especially not you. But no, you can't understand that, can you?" You growl back. Gabriel rolled his eyes and went to speak again.

"Don't twist my own words against me-" he starts. You shook your head and pointed in his face.

"No, no you need to listen. You, don't understand how hurt you've made me. How badly, I kept thinking about myself. Thinking that you just didn't love me anymore. So you know what? I'm done. I don't care of you still do, or still don't. I'm done." You snap, shoving him back as you toss the altar over.

Gabriel goes to speak again, panick filling his eyes. But you shake your head.

"No, Gabriel. You've done enough damage." You hiss. "Come find me when you understand how I felt." You say before you cut your hand and start drawing a sigil on the wall.

"Sugar, please, we can talk this out-" he starts, walking towards you just as you finish the sigil and hit against it with your hand, sending him back wherever you'd summoned him.

You felt tears re-emerge from your eyes as you walk out of the building and climb into your car. You turn it back on and start driving down the road, sniffling a bit as you decided that enough was enough. You stopped by another Gas n' Sip and walked up to the pay phone.

You dialed a number in after using the last of the money you'd brought. After a few rings, the line picked up.

"Hey Brad... mind if I cash in that favor?"

#supernatural #supernatural fanfiction #gabriel x reader supernatural #spnfandom #spnfamily #spn fanfiction #gabriel x reader #gabriel #dean #dean winchester #sam winchester #castiel

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woossexyponytail · 4 years ago

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Breaking Instinct.

Seonghwa x reader

Warning | character death.

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My eyes opened as I layed in bed waking up from my hazy dream, I stretched my arms out feeling the pop of my bones. Turning slightly to my left I saw my husband Seonghwa sleeping peacefully next to me.

His arms wrapped around my waist the exact place it was before we fell asleep last night. I grinned at him peeking his head as I slowly got up out of bed.

Wrapped my dressing gown around me and putting on my slippers I made my way down to the kitchen. The glittering sunrays spread various hues of shiny silver and gold through the kitchen.

Moving over to the windows that looked out onto our beautiful small garden, I opened it as a gentle cool breeze blew in causingme to smile, the faint chirping of birds was the first thing I heard watching them fly around.

I walked over to the fridge opening it up grabbing some eggs, bacon, tomatoes and mushrooms, closing it back up with my leg I place the food down on the counter as I picked up two pieces of bread and started to work on Seonghwa's breakfast.

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Humming to myself as I cooked the egg I hadn't realised that Seonghwa woke up already, feeling him place his arms around my waist his chin on my shoulder watching me cook.

"Your up already? You don't need to be at work for another two hours yet?" I asked truning to look at him quickly then going back to the frying pan in my hand.

"How can I sleep when my beautiful wife who looks more beautiful everyday, is up already cooking a wonderful breakfast?" He asked, I giggled as he placed his lips against my cheek, walking over to make himself some coffee.

"I wanted it to be done already, so I could surprise you" I said as I pouted not being able to surprise him this morning. Seonghwa chuckled as he walked passed me to sit at the dining table.

"You don't need to surprise me with breakfast you know" he said as he grabbed the tv control turing on the news.

"Breaking news, Jung Sangwook CEO of the global corporation SunBeam was found dead this morning, in his penthouse in Gangnam-gu, police say that I looks like a professional hit. We will keep you updated-" the tv was turned off as I felt my stomach twist.

"I'm sorry, I forgot San had a job last night" Seonghwa sighed as he walked up to me rubbing my shoulders, I breathed in shaking my head as I smiled up at Seonghwa.

"It's fine, that's your job" I said shrugged as I went back to the food. He sighed hugging me as he swayed us back and forth.

"That's their job, I just make sure the don't die, that's what Doctors do" he said, I turned around looking up at him.

"Seonghwa you still work for a gang a violent one for that matter, you told me after we got married that you would quit so we can be safe to start a family. Don't you want that with me anymore?" I asked getting a bit upset about the situation.

"Of course it is and you know what your right, I'll tell Hongjoong later that I want to leave so we can focus on our family" he said, my eyes widened as I listened I smiled hugging him tightly.

A shrilling noise broke the silence looking over to Seonghwa's phone he left on the table, he walked over answering the call.

"Hello?, yes. Okay I understand, I'll be there soon." He said hanging up Seonghwa turned around smiling guilty at me, I knew by that look that he needed to go to work.

"Go it's fine I'll just-" I said Seonghwa ran over kissing me as he legged it out the door bringing his coat with him. I sighed watching the doot close behind him.

"Eat all the breakfast myself, like normal" I finished as I turned back grabbing the toast and taking an angry bite of it, throwing it down on the plate.

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I was sitting at my desk at work editing through the new magazine for next month, the office was quite for today which was surprising since it was always a bit of a mess, but I wasn't complaining.

"Yn! How's the front cover coming along?" My boss asked as she came walking up to my desk, taking a look at the screen nodding her head.

"Good keep it up" she said walking off, I carried on working, but after a few minutes I started to feel a bit sick, picking up my water bottle taking a sip.

I breathed in slowly and going back to the computer, but the feeling didn't vanish, I stood up rushing to the bathroom. I stood over the toilet chucking up my breakfast.

I wiped my mouth and splashed water over my face, placing my hands on the sink I leaned down with my eyes closed.

"You alright?" I looked up seeing Im Yoona one of the manager asked as she walked in to the bathroom, I smiled weakly at her nodding.

"Are you ill? You really should go home if so" she said as she rubbed my back, I shook my head as I stepped away from the sink.

"I'm fine, I just keep getting a bit sick every now and then" I told her reassuring her, Yoona broke out in to a smile after I said that.

"I suggest you visit the pharmacy on your break, and pick up a pregnancy test while your there" she said as she left, I stood shocked at what she said, 'Me pregnant? It can't be can it?' I thought as I placed my hands on to my stomach.

A buzz from my pocket took my out of my thoughts, taking out my phone Seonghwa had text asking if I want to go to lunch with him on my break. I quickly text yes as I made it back to my desk looking at the time seeing that I had an hour left until my break. This was going to be a long day.

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I left a bit early for lunch to go to the pharmacy and pick up a pregnancy test, though the woman behind the counter told me it would be better getting a couple.

So here I was walking to the restaurant that Seonghwa picked out with a couple of pregnancy tests in my bag. I felt my stomach turn thinking about it, should I tell him that I might be pregnant or should I wait and find out if I actually am.

I walked in to the restaurant seeing Seonghwa right away, he looked up smiling pulling out the chair as I sat down.

"You're more beautiful every time I see you. How has your day been love?" He asked as I picked up the menu and had a look through, Seonghwa doing the same as I saw him peeking over the menu to look at me.

"Fine the magazine for next mouth is on track" I said giggling at him messing around, Seonghwa put the menu down so he could grab my hand a place a kiss on it.

After getting our order we spoke about bits until Seonghwa smile widened, knowing he had something exciting to tell me.

"What do you want to tell me?" I asked giggling at him, Seonghwa took a drink and placed it back down on to the table.

"I've spoken to Hongjoong, and I have one more job to do then I'm done for good with them" he told me, I couldn't contain my happiness as I placed my hands over my mouth to stop myself from screaming.

"You mean it? Really? Hongjoong doesn't mind losing the best Dr ever?" I asked, Seonghwa nodded leaning over the table as we kissed, sitting back down I couldn't stop smiling.

"He said he understands, He wouldn't want to bring a child up in that world either" he explained, this really is amazing and I might already be pregnant this could be good.

"We need to celebrate! How about tonight we get dressed up all fancy and have a romantic evening?" Seonghwa asked as I just nodded to excited to speak. We picked up our cups clinking them together as we enjoyed the meal.

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After work I got back home, opening the door I called out only to be left with silence, I placed my bag down taking off my coat and shoes as I made my way to the bedroom and get ready for the evening.

I was standing looking at the dress I picked for tonight, it was laying on the bed, I ended up remembering at that moment that I had the pregnancy tests in my bag.

Quickly grabbing them I made my way to the bathroom to take the tests. After a few minutes I waited for all three tests to be revealed, I stood staring at myself in the mirror, thoughts of being pregnant, I couldn't help but smile.

My phone went off signalling that the time was up, I turned the alarm off as I took a breath slowly picking up the first test.

"Positive?, Positive? And Positive! I'm pregnant!" I said looking at all three tests that confirmed that I was indeed pregnant, I screamed as I jumped up and down in my spot.

I ended up dressed as I waited on the sofa for Seonghwa, thinking of different ways to tell him, should I tell him when he walks in? Thorugh dinner? After dinner? I didn't really know.

I jumped hearing the door open, I stood up to great Seonghwa in my dress, he rusted in and stopped staring at me as you saw my dress.

"Your more beautiful ever time I see you" he said as he walked over to me passionately kissing me as I melted in to his touch, he pulled away just as fast.

"We still have three more hours until the reservation I booked, I need to go to work quickly. Hongjoong called from the car saying something about Mingi getting hit, I'll be back fast ok?" He explained, I sighed but nodded my head knowing the group needs their Doctor.

"I love you, be back soon. Okay" he said kissing my head as he ran back out the door, I sighed biting my lip getting anxious and hoping he will be back soon.

Sitting down on the sofa I once again waited, gabbed the control flicking on the tv, the channel was still on the news I went to turn it off not wanting to see, but something caught my eye.

"Breaking news the office building of the company makers as you can see are up in flames, no one knows why or how this happened, but we will keep you updated." The news reporter said, I quickly turned it over watching something to get my mind off of any danger.

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I looked over at the clock it had already passed two hours, one hour to go and if Seonghwa wasn't back yet not only is that not a good sign but the reservation will be cancelled.

I sighed for the umpteenth time as I stayed sitting in silence the tv long forgotten, my anxiety rising every minute that ticked by.

My eyes have been glued to the clock on the wall, I'm not sure when I first started watching it but all I know is that it's been a while.

Hearing the ring of my phone I jumped at the sound not expecting it to ring, I grabbed my bag that was on the table infront of my taking my phone and answering it.

"Yn! Thank god you need to get to Seonghwa's office immediately!" I heard Yeosang's voice he sounded panicked, after he said that he hung up, I quickly made my way to my car to drive off.

I ran through the door of the groups building, it was large but thankfully I knew my way around. Running up the stairs since the lift would take to long I made it up the four flits of stairs.

"No!" I sceamed running to see Seonghwa laying in the floor, blood over his chest as the group stoodbaround him, I knelt down to Seonghwa already crying seeing him like that.

"Seonghwa! Seonghwa, it's Hongjoong. Try to open your eyes if you can. I'm here with Yn." Hongjoong said as he started at his face, he looked in pain himself but my main focus was Seonghwa.

"Can you hear me? Seonghwa, wake up. Seonghwa, please wake up." I begged as I stroked my now shaking hand over his face, my other hand going to his to hold.

"Yn." Seonghwa said his eyes finally opening, I smiled at him as he squeezed my hand a light smile on his face as he looked up at me.

"I'm right here. Oh, my god, I'm so sorry. I tried to get here as fast as I could." I said the panic clear in my voice and making me talk faster then normal.

"Don't be sorry. There's no pain." He said as he brushed some hair out of my face still smiling even though his chest is bleeding out. The door opened showing some paramedics as they ran in to help Seonghwa.

"You don't have to be brave." I told him still crying, thankfully the paramedics didn't move me away letting me stay by his side which I was thankful for.

"I'm not, honey, I'm in shock. I don't feel any pain." He said, they moved him on to a stretcher as I stood up ready to follow them to the hospital.

"Oh, god! Guys, it doesn't mean I didn't feel that." Seonghwa said as they lifted the stretcher up to wheel him out. He held up his hand forbthem to stop.

"Dude, wait. Sorry about our date." Seonghwa said as he held out his hand for me to take, I smiled at him shaking my head at him.

"Shh, it's ok." I told him hopefully reassuring him as I placed my hand down to my stomach in a protective manner.

"Rain check-- " he asked then looked down at my hand, his eyes widening as realisation hit him, a bright joyful smile grow on his face.

"Yes, yes. I'll hold you to that" I said nodding to both the date and confirming that I was indeed pregnant, I could see the start of tears running down his face, as he set me off again.

"We gotta go." one of the paramedics said to me I nodded at them as they rushed off me following quickly behind as we reached outside, they got in to the ambulance while I got in my car to drive off to the hospital.

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I had been sitting in the waiting room for god knows how long, the others sat with me, Wooyoung on my left holding my hand and Yunho on my right rubbing my back, San, Mingi and Yeosang stood leaning against the wall.

Hongjoong paced back and forth I lost count after one hundred, Jongho then came around the corner holding cup holders with three drinks in them.

"I didn't know what you wanted, so I got you hot chocolate, tea and coffee. " Jongho said passing them to me, I smiled sweetly at him.

"You're sweet." I said, by the sound of my voice I sounded tired and I really was I grabbed the tea one and took a sip hopefully waking me up a little.

"Hey, I'll put it down here. " Yunho said grabbing the other two and placing them down on the floor, Wooyoung and Mingi both whinging about Jongho not getting anyone else anything, and how disrespectful that was.

"So any news?" Jongho asked ignoring the two supposedly older guys as he looked between Hongjoong and myself.

"He was supposed to be out of surgery 40 minutes agos." Hongjoong said as he stopped pacing for once in the hour maybe two that we had been here.

"Park?" A nurse asked as she walked over to us, the others stopped looking over at her, I stood up walking over to her. "Yes?" I asked hoping and praying that Seonghwa was alright.

'Seonghwa's surgery was successful, and he's in stable condition." She said, relief washed over my body as I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

"Oh, thank god." I said as I placed my hand to my heart leaning down as I started to cry again, Yunho being the first to come up and hug me.

"If you like, I can walk you down to the recovery area." She said, I nodded my head as I turned around to the others, they all smiled.

"We'll wait here." Hongjoong said as he but his hand on top of Jongho's shoulder and smiled at me that others all nodded as I walked off with the nurse.

"The damage was much less than we first thought. The bullet went straight through his armand just barely grazed his ribs." She explained as we walked to Seonghwa room.

"So he's going to be ok?" I asked as we got to the room, looking through the window seeing him asleep on the bed connected to a heart monitor.

"We'll be keeping an eye on him tonight. There's always the risk of infection, and especially with gunshot wounds we need to keep an eye out for embolisms. We'll have our best cardiologist watching him through the night." She said as she smiled at me then walked away from me off to finish her job.

"Has he woken up yet?" I asked the cardiologist who was standing next to the machine, he looked up a sad smile on his face.

"Just the once, after anesthesia." He told me, I nodded my eyes going back to Seonghwa, I started getting choked up seeing him laying there.

"Do you mind if I stay till he wakes again?" I asked looking over to him, he nodded saying it was alright. "Thank you." I said as I sat down in the chair by Seonghwa's bed.

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I felt something next to me as I opened my eyes, releasing that I must of falling asleep. I blinked the sleep out of my eyes as I slowly turned around and to my surprise Seonghwa was staring at me.

"You're more beautiful every time I see you." He said, Seonghwa face was all I saw as I slowly smiled at him.

"You're awake. I love you." I told him as I leaned forward but he leaned back, he looked upset, I frowned at him not knowing what was happening.

"Yn, there's a thing that happened, um... Uh, that's called an embolism. It's a technical term, and you don't need to know about it." He said, I quickly stopped him, "Let me go get you a doctor." I said about to get up but he stops me.

"No, please, just look at me, right here. Please, look at me right now. Look, look at me right here. I want you to remember me this way, please." He said I got so confused at what he was saying as I sat there staring at him.

"Code blue. Code blue, room 238. Code blue." The alarm went off I stood up seeing that Seonghwa was still in the bed, his heart stopped.

"I will always love you, Yn." Seonghwa voice said I turned around as my eyes started tearing up, I couldn't see him was that his spirit?

"No!" I Yelled as some nurses and Doctors came running in to the room, I was pulled back by San as the others stood around me holding me.

"Always." Was all I heard as the Doctors and nurses tried to resuscitate him, I started sobbing not believe he was gone.

"Not you! Please, not you! Please, not you! Please, not you!" I sceamed as I fell to the floor, some of the guys knelt down along with me as I cried harder after hearing the final words, "He's gone. Time of death? 05:44am".

And they were right, Seonghwa heart stopped as I felt my body go numb from the loss, I'll never see him again, I'll never hug him again or kiss him. And he will never see our child, The guys help puck me up off the floor walking me out of Seonghwa's room.

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satonthelotuspier · 5 years ago

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I'm seeing prompts on your site and does that mean you are accepting them right now? I've never requested a prompt before and I don't know what to do? But if I'm doing it right I'd really like to see 13 for XueXiao from the bodyguard au prompt list? Fluffy or angsty, as you please. Am I doing this right?

OK so Im being obvious, but this contains XueXiao.

Modern Bodyguard AU so none of the complications of canon apply.

Now the disclaimers are out of the way, I have to apologise to the very patient @amaskinamirror bc this took so much longer to write than I expected. The reason being most of my prompt fics end up around the 1k-1.4k word mark and this kept going and kept going because there was a story there. It came in around the 4.5k work mark. Think of it as added value, unless you hate it in which case it’s not ;)

Pompts from this post here

Part 2 now available here

Xue Yang is the enfant terrible of the music world and his manager has pretty much had enough of his shitty behaviour. Features a thorny Xue Yang shaped by the worlds opinions of him, and a hardass yet caring Xiao Xingchen who maybe might just start to see beyond the lies.

Possible triggers/warnings: Also features swearing, man-handling, use of a date rape drug, minor injury and blood. Luckily XXC is there to save the day in all situations.

Xue Yang was woken up from a deep, no doubt alcohol-induced, sleep to the feeling of cold water being splashed in his face.

He shot upright coughing and spluttering and wiping water out of his eyes, trying to process what the hell had happened. The unconscious bodies around him all started to stir and groan back to lucidity.

Xue Yang followed the long line of the leg in front of him up to eventually meet a pair of dark eyes staring down at him without expression.

“What the fuck?” he demanded and tried to get up but someone he didn’t even remember the name of was laid across his legs.

It had been another party. One where they’d drunk hard and passed out before dawn some time; he didn’t know half the people here. That had never stopped him. Being the enfant terrible of the music industry took both time, effort and commitment.

The tall man bent down to extricate him, then yanked him to his feet.

“You have rehearsals in ninety minutes. Get showered, you smell like a brewery” a garment bag was pushed into his hands then he was waved in the direction of the hotel suite’s bathroom.

“Excuse me, but just who the fuck are you?” honestly his head felt a little woolly still from the after-effect of the alcohol he’d been drinking, but he was sure he didn’t know who this man was or what he was doing in his hotel suite.

“Your Fairy Godmother, Cinderella, now go get a shower, you’re wasting time”

Xue Yang grabbed hold of the collar of his jacket, “Don’t bullshit me”

The hand that clamped around his wrist was steel-like, “Your new security. Your manager sends his regards. I won’t tell you to go and shower again”

“Firstly, if you are security you are not my boss, so you can stop with the ordering me around like I’m your little bitch, secondly, you are my security? I’m sure if a duckling gets too close you’ll do a great job, otherwise…” he was going to push the other away, sure because of his willowy frame it would be easy. Quite how he ended up in an armlock and being dragged to the bathroom he didn’t know. He bit his tongue to stifle the cry of pain; no way would he utter the noise aloud. “Who the fuck do you think you are?” he snarled as the other kept going into the bathroom.

“I’ve already explained. I’m not going to repeat myself” the man opened the shower door, pushed Xue Yang into the cubicle and pushed the on button.

Of course Xue Yang never learned his lesson; he launched himself at the other only to bounce off the cubicle door as the other shut it behind him, holding it closed.

“New world order, xiao-Xue, get used to being my little bitch” the other grinned as Xue Yang punched the glass then yelled at the pain in his hand, “Clean up, I don’t want to be forced to come in there and clean you up myself”

***

Xue Yang curled himself up as small as possible on the back seat of the car; he was in high sulk. After calling his manager to demand an explanation of what was going on Jin Guangyao had told him in no uncertain terms he’d better get used to the idea of Xiao Xingchen being around. His new security was not only there to provide for his personal safety after a spate of disturbing mail (more disturbing than the usual run of the mill threats at least), but to whip him into some kind of shape as Jin Guangyao was convinced his terrible behaviour, bad reputation and general personality was about to lose them some very large contracts.

Everyone loved a bad boy in theory, but when it began to affect his ability to make his management company money then they were definitely going to act to protect their asset.

And that had come in the form of Xiao Xingchen, who looked as gentle and fragile as an orchid but who had already handed Xue Yang his ass once today already.

“A-Qing, I need breakfast” Xue Yang whined at his assistant as his stomach rumbled for the fourth time.

“You shouldn’t have upset the new bodyguard then” she mocked him quietly, and he retreated even more, pulling the hood of his jacket up and wrapping his arms around his knees as A-Qing took pity on him and leaned forward to ask the driver to stop at a nearby coffee shop.

They did, and A-Qing and the driver returned with coffees for all and a bag full of muffins.

Lao-Xia, the driver, and A-Qing had been with Xue Yang long enough to not meet his gaze as they started on their own food; Xiao Xingchen had no such warning; he was too busy goggling at Xue Yang who had made his own muffin disappear like a magician with a rabbit.

“Are you going to eat that?” Xue Yang asked, pointing at the baked bun in Xiao Xingchen’s hand.

He simply offered it over; perhaps surprised at the demonstration of the speed at which a muffin could be demolished without trace.

The second one followed the first in quick order and Xue Yang froze as the other reached over to brush the crumbs that had stuck to the corner of his mouth away with a thumb.

“You don’t want the Paparazzi to catch that” he said simply before turning in his seat to look out of the windscreen and sip at his coffee.

Xue Yang curled back in on himself and held his ridiculously sweet iced coffee to his chest.

“You eat too much sugar” Xiao Xingchen told him as Lao-Xia started the car and set off driving to the studio, “You need something to give you energy for the first meal of the day”

“Good luck with that, he functions on pure sugar and supplements” A-Qing mocked and Xue Yang shot her an annoyed look.

***

Xue Yang didn’t know why he was surprised the next morning when he was awoken by a solid shake to the shoulder.

He hadn’t been able to avoid the other to sneak off to party last night so he wasn’t hung over but that didn’t mean he was any more amenable to the idea of waking up.

“Come on Sleeping Beauty, you have to be at your first interview in an hour”

Interviews. His mortal enemy. The thing he hated most in the world. And he was still no better at dealing with them than he had been as a fresh face on the music scene, where the press had crucified him, thrown every painful fact of his past in his face and then painted him as a troubled bad boy with a temper; a role he’d eventually just given up fighting against and embraced.

He threw the blankets over his head; maybe if he just went back to sleep the interview would disappear.

The blankets were thrown back.

“Dude, what the fuck?” he demanded, was he allowed no privacy at all anymore?

“Get up” Xiao Xingchen jerked his head towards the bathroom.

“Fuck off. I’m not going” he reached out to push the other away.

It went about as well as yesterday had for him; he ended up face down on the bed with his arm locked up between his shoulder blades.

“Are you going to learn any time soon? I mean, kudos for persistence but lose points for stupidity. Now, last chance to get up on your own, otherwise I’ll throw you over my shoulder and you can go dressed like that”

Xue Yang wasn’t sure he believed the other was strong enough to actually carry him out of the hotel room, but he daren’t take the chance he might be dragged out kicking and screaming and dressed in his ratty old t-shirt and shorts.

“Fine, yes, I’m getting up. Let me go, please” as a street child he’d learned to beg prettily and it wasn’t a skill he was averse to using if he needed to, to survive. It didn’t need to be sincere, it just needed to sound it, to be calculated to pull on the other’s heart strings.

It didn’t seem to affect Xiao Xingchen, but he was released nonetheless.

***

Xue Yang of course arrived on time for his first interview, (there were three in total scheduled for today), as far as they went it wasn’t particularly gruelling for him, but he was fully aware he was a mess by the end of it; he’d probably come across like he was on drugs, but it wasn’t like that would be the first, second or third time the rumour would circulate in relation to him.

He knew Xiao Xingchen eyed him in consideration, but he ignored it; he didn’t have the presence of mind to survive the next two interviews and worry about what his new security agent was judging him for today.

He was much worse by the end of the second; he had been left alone a sitting room of the hotel the interview’s had been arranged at and he lowered his head into his hands, trying to even out his breathing and calm himself. His professionalism would be questioned even further if he failed to complete the last interview, or screwed up during it.

He felt the couch dip next to him, “Here” he looked up, poison on his tongue ready to be spit at Xiao Xingchen when he realised the other held out one of those large chocolate chip cookies in a napkin. There was also iced coffee sat on the table in front of him.

“Just relax, empty your head, and focus on the cookie” Xiao Xingchen informed him; raising an eyebrow as Xue Yang didn’t immediately accept the confectionery from him.

He took it with tentative thanks; and it vanished almost immediately once he’d decided to accept the gesture. Once he’d gotten the sugary coffee inside him too he felt much better.

***

Despite his trash reputation he wasn’t late for a single appointment over the next weeks; Jin Guangyao assured him it was perfectly alright to project the rebel for the masses but when you played the brat with the people in the business you’d soon be blacklisted; a risk he wasn’t willing to take with Xue Yang.

Xue Yang hadn’t managed to get near alcohol or a party in that time due to Xiao Xingchen’s hawk eyes and iron control.

Since the second morning though instead of being woken up with a bucket of water to the face or bickering the other had started showing up with a sweet pastry and a staggeringly sugary iced coffee which he traded off for Xue Yang eating better at other mealtimes.

Overall it didn’t seem Xue Yang had a moment of time where the other wasn’t somewhere close, controlling everything, keeping a watchful eye out.

And it bothered Xue Yang; he didn’t get used to the feeling of Xiao Xingchen being there like he’d been assured he would. He was still hyper aware of him, and he didn’t necessarily think it was because he was intimidated, despite the fact they’d had a few more altercations, none of which ended well for Xue Yang.

***

He tried to ditch his new security for his monthly visit to the orphanage his charity had built and ran; the less people who knew about it the better. Of course he couldn’t shake the other off so he had to attend followed by Xiao Xingchen, and explain to the children who the tall ge was. He was a great hit with them, and although Xue Yang pretended to be annoyed at Xiao Xingchen getting all the attention that the youngsters usually showered on him secretly he was entertained as he watched the other romp with the rough kids, or play softly with the quieter ones.

“This is the first time you’ve brought a bodyguard” he turned slightly at the sound of Tian Ying, the matron of the orphanage and the woman who’d helped bring him up in a similar institution when he had been a boy had come up beside him. “Are you in danger, xiao-Xue?”

“Of course not” he didn’t consider the crazy mail Jin Guangyao was filtering from him any more of a threat than any of the other mail he’d received in the last few years, and he definitely didn’t want her to worry about him, “They just decided I needed someone to carry my bags for me”

He didn’t have time to say much more as he was dragged into an impromptu game of football in the yard, where he and Xiao Xingchen were on opposite teams.

They played around half-heartedly until a Xiao Xingchen who was grace incarnate except apparently on a football pitch, stuck his foot out and took Xue Yang’s feet from under him and he tumbled. The fall itself wasn’t bad but he was a little grazed as they played on the yard and not grass.

Xiao Xingchen was unusually all apologies and personally saw to tending the grazes Xue Yang’s tumble had caused, despite his assurances he was absolutely fine. The touch of the other still made his pulse flutter in some odd emotion and the way Xiao Xingchen kept glancing up at him, like he’d discovered a rare and new species, was disconcerting. And pissed him off, because he could guess what it was about.

“Just don’t” he said through his teeth so no one around them could hear.

“Don’t what? Congratulate you on what you’ve built here? On what you’re doing for these kids?”

“Yes, don’t. I don’t want to hear it” he sucked a breath in at the sting of the antiseptic where Xiao Xingchen applied it to his grazes.

“Alright, whatever you want” Xiao Xingchen let it drop but he still looked at Xue Yang with something approaching admiration in his eyes.

And it was addictive, to have someone look at him like that, and not like he was trash. But then it had never bothered him before. Was it purely because it was Xiao Xingchen and he wanted to be more than trash in that man’s eyes?

“I guess you read too many gossip rags” Xue Yang sniped, “I’m not on drugs, in any weird cults, or a complete slut either”

Instead of bullshitting him and denying he’d thought anything of the kind Xiao Xingchen agreed instead, “I’m beginning to see that. Of course that doesn’t mean you don’t have a vile temper, that you don’t ever learn your lessons, or that you don’t sulk like a baby when I tell you no”

He was about to make one of his usual responses when the game of football moved closer and he clamped his lips closed on the curse.

There was a knowing, teasing look in the other’s eyes and as Xue Yang looked down into that finely-boned face he realised why the other’s good opinion had meant so much to him; why he was on tenterhooks whenever Xiao Xingchen was near, which was all the time at the moment, and why his pulse fluttered like his veins were full of butterflies whenever the other touched him. He was in love with Xiao Xingchen.

Well fuck.

***

Xue Yang paced around his hotel bedroom, feeling like a caged tiger. He wanted to destroy something. No, he really wanted a stiff drink.

Was he a masochist? What had made him fall in love with a man who knocked him around for fun? No of course that was unfair, Xiao Xingchen only ever restrained him and only when Xue Yang attacked first. Still, it must definitely be masochism.

Or Stockholm Syndrome; he had been at the mercy of the other, a virtual prisoner, for weeks now.

“I need a drink” he exclaimed aloud; and so he formulated a plan.

He took a quick shower and changed into something black and sexy and flashy, then he he called reception and asked for a taxi cab, and that they ring up to let him know when it had arrived.

He waited by his bedroom door, peeping through the tiniest opening for the phone to ring back; and as Xiao Xingchen got up from the couch to answer it he dashed out and past as silently as possible to give himself as much of a head-start as he could manage.

The doors of the elevator were closing just as he saw Xiao Xingchen enter the hallway and yell at him in rage.

He was in the taxi and away; his freedom all the sweeter for being carefully wrought.

***

Xue Yang was beginning to feel pleasantly buzzed and he was chatting quite happily with the guy who stood next to him at the bar of the VIP lounge. He’d been greeted by the usual crowd who hadn’t seen him around for the weeks he’d been kept prisoner, (OK maybe that was a little dramatic), but he’d never seen this guy before and new people were interesting.

Although he was beginning to get uncomfortable at how the other stared at him intently after he’d finished his drink.

He excused himself to “visit the bathroom” when life finally caught up with him. Life of course being Xiao Xingchen.

He pushed Xue Yang up against the wall of the corridor to the bathrooms, which was surprisingly currently empty.

“Hey” Xue Yang protested, although with alcohol relaxing his muscles it hadn’t really hurt as he hadn’t tensed for impact. Actually being pinned against the wall by the man you’d fallen in love with was quite nice. He had zero experience, bar some awkward kisses with a girl who’d known as little as him when he was younger, but apparently being manhandled was beginning to be something he enjoyed. Maybe because it was Xiao Xingchen though.

“I’d advise you to keep really quiet, I’m this close to spanking the living hell out of you” and really he’d never seen Xiao Xingchen’s deceptively delicate face so twisted in anger.

But of course alcohol impaired one’s judgement; to dangerous levels sometimes.

“Is that what you like?” he asked.

“What?” Xiao Xingchen was confused, his hand tightened on Xue Yang’s collar as if he suspected the other was planning something.

“Spanking, do you get off on it?”

“You really have no fucking self-preservation instincts do you?” Xiao Xingchen demanded and if Xue Yang hadn’t been so muddled due to the reaction of his body to the other, and the alcohol humming through his bloodstream he might have realised how much trouble he was in; he had never heard the other curse before in all their weeks together.

Instead he gave in to the urge pounding at the base of his brain, unable to control it anymore. He threw his arms around Xiao Xingchen’s neck and kissed him.

Well, it was clumsy and unskilled, but it probably still counted as a kiss.

He was pushed back against the wall unceremoniously, “What do you think you’re doing? You are my client. You are drunk. You are so out of line right now”

Of course he hadn’t really expected a different response. He somehow managed to pull himself free and stumbled back out into the VIP lounge.

Actually he seemed to be more drunk than he’d realised. He was suddenly barely able to control his body and he felt like his head was full of cotton wool. A hand touched his back, “Oh, you look terrible. Do you need to lie down? Should we get you out of here?” he was vaguely aware the voice wasn’t Xiao Xingchen’s, it belonged to the guy he’d been talking to at the bar, as he was guided towards the door but he really did need to lie down right now. He was about to nod his agreement when the supporting hand was violently removed.

“What the fuck did you give him?” that was Xiao Xingchen, although he couldn’t work out what the question meant. He felt the iron-grip of his security’s hand and he was pulled close to the other; he recognised the familiar scent of his aftershave and it set his mind at rest.

***

It had been days since the nightclub incident; and he’d managed to act completely clueless about the entire evening. In honesty there were huge swathes of Xue Yang’s memory that were completely blank, but he was cursed with vague recollection of him kissing Xiao Xingchen.

He wanted to die from embarrassment. He wanted to mope around at the rejection. He had to pretend like he was completely clueless about everything that happened though and let the other just write it off as a side effect of the Flunitrazepam the random guy at the nightclub had put in his drink.

He had been in touch with Jin Guangyao and begged the other to find him new security. He couldn’t carry on being around Xiao Xingchen all the time, feeling like he did, and scared to death he’d do something stupid to reveal his feelings in a way that couldn’t be pretended away like that stupid kiss.

He had faithfully promised he’d keep up the good behaviour Xiao Xingchen had bullied into him so long as Jin Guangyao replaced him with someone who wouldn’t cause Xue Yang such pain to have close.

His manager had promised to at least look into it.

Xue Yang didn’t realise he’d been wool-gathering in his head and managed to separate slightly from Xiao Xingchen and A-Qing until he saw a face in the crowd that made him uncomfortable.

He didn’t recognise the man but the fear that skittered down his spine was very real; he turned to try and get closer to Xiao Xingchen who called his name and dashed over; the flash he caught from the corner of his eye had him raising his arm in self-protection. He was dragged out of the way and thrown to the floor, catching nothing but a glancing blow as Xiao Xingchen took out the threat.

It was all very chaotic after that as the crowd helped keep the attacker captive until the police could arrive, and ambulance was also called as both he and Xiao Xingchen had taken knife wounds.

His was a cut to the arm that didn’t particularly bother him, it was the wound on Xiao Xingchen’s side that scared the life out of him. He used his folded jacket to keep pressure on the injury.

A-Qing fluttered around trying to get him to let someone else take over so they could do the same for his arm but he just waved her off; it was nothing.

“You really have no fucking self-preservation instincts” Xiao Xingchen told him in annoyance; luckily he seemed fully conscious at the moment.

“I know. I‘m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll be better from now on” he felt close to tears but fought them back brutally.

Xiao Xingchen nodded at what he said and looked into his eyes, “At least you’ll get your new bodyguard now, silver linings right?” he reached out with his left hand to thumb away one of the tears that Xue Yang hadn’t realised had escaped.

Fucking Jin Guangyao and his stupid big mouth.

“It’s for the best, xiao-Xue, in light of everything”

Which meant Xiao Xingchen was aware of his feelings and agreed the best way to deal with it was to move on. Well there went his dignity.

“You’re too precious for this cruel world in the limelight, anyway” Xue Yang tried to mock, his voice a little strangled.

“Which of us do you mean?” Xiao Xingchen asked and it was both an arrow to his heart and salve to his ego to hear such an opinion from the other.

He was glad when the paramedics had arrived and he was shuffled away to have his own wound dealt with so he could save some face. If the paramedic thought the tears were a reaction to the pain or shock of being attacked then good.

They were taken to a nearby hospital to be treated. Xue Yang’s cut needed a few stitches so he was ready to be sent away reasonably quickly, but he stayed in the waiting room until A-Qing came back to report Xiao Xingchen was fine, he’d be kept in for a few days as his would was deeper and nastier but he was stable and in no danger.

“Aren’t you going to visit before we go?” she asked, but he shook his head. And honestly she was smart enough that she probably knew what was going on and why he didn’t want to impose on the other. “Alright, lets get you back to the hotel. I think Jin Guangyao will be waiting, unfortunately, I can’t do anything to put him off this time”

Xue Yang sighed and accepted his fate.

One Month Later

The stage lights faded for the last time and he was finally able to slip offstage. He was lathered with sweat and completely exhausted. Xue Yang’s knife wound hadn’t been particularly deep or damaging but it was surprising how much it had knocked him down. He still tired out so much more easily than he was used to, but he hadn’t wanted to put this concert off, preferring to get it out of the way so he could take a holiday for a couple of weeks and use it to think about the next steps in his career, and indeed life, with nothing hanging over his head.

The man who had attacked them had been the same who had drugged his drink in the nightclub, although due to the effects Xue Yang couldn’t identify him; it had been lucky his subconscious had reacted to the man though, or it could have been so much worse.

He accepted the towel A-Qing held out for him as he met his entourage in the back stage passages and dried off, pulling on the coat she had also brought him.

There was an oddly smug look on her face and he questioned her.

“Nothing, just something funny is all” she refused to be drawn on what caused her to smile so.

They made it back to the dressing rooms and he was bundled inside.

He wondered, uncharitably, if she was on drugs.

“No rush, your car won’t be here for quite some time yet” A-Qing told him as she shut the door behind him and he turned to find his street clothes. Except he wasn’t alone.

Oh.

Suddenly he daren’t move from the doorway, not sure whether to tear it open and flee or move into the room and act like he wasn’t bothered in the slightest.

In the end he compromised, did nothing and stayed exactly where he was.

“Why are you here?” he tried to keep his voice steady, and luckily it didn’t shake too much.

“Why do you think?” Xiao Xingchen asked him.

#mdzs #mdzs fanfic #mdzs fic #xuexiao #xue yang #xiao xingchen #Modern AU #Bodyguard AU #Blood cw #injury cw #date-rape-drug cw #pining #one-sided feelings?

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najatheangel · 4 years ago

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Hello! I saw some of the ships youre doing, and thought they were fantastic. I was wondering if I could request a date with BTS ship? I'm quiet until I get to know someone, but then I open up, and can be very funny and sarcastic. Im usually the mom friend, and I've been told I have a very calming presence, as well as give great advice, but I also love to joke around, and be playful. My ideal type is usually someone good at communication, but who knows when to let loose, and when to be serious. Someone I can have a conversation with, but also tease. I also need someone who I can trust, and can help me calm down, as I have an anxiety disorder. I'm sorry this is getting so long, I tend to ramble. I'm very cuddly, and like affection but understand when people don't. Ideally for a date, id honestly be fine with anything, but I love being outside, or watching movies, or listening to music. Id honestly just want something where we could have fun, but can still talk and get to know each other. If possible could it end with some slight smut/ fluff? I hope you're having an absolutely amazing day, and are doing well!

Hello my dear, thanks so much for telling me about yourself, I think I know exactly who I’m going to ship you you with. Your so patient, here’s your ship...

The member your going on a date with is...Taehyung

His outfit for the date:

Your outfit for the date:

How it all started: You’ve just bought your record player for you and your roommate to share for her 21st birthday and you were on a trip to buy some new songs to play on the record player. Your roommate was out with her boyfriend as usual which really annoys you sometimes when she has him over 3x a day having their boom boom sessions in her room every night.

You just needed a break and you preferred to spend some quality time alone shopping or walking around the beautiful city of Hong Kong admiring the scenery. Another part of you wanted to meet a special someone sometime soon. After finishing school, moving to a different country and have a small friend circle, but one thing was missing, a love interest to keep you company.

You’ve entered the local record store that was five minutes away from your apartment and the smile on your face creeped immediately when you saw that they still had your favorite artist records still in stock. You’ve ended up noticing one of your neighbors that have recently moved in walking around the store tapping his feet along the music in the store, which made you pause and stare at him with heart eyes. The neighbor’s name, you guessed it...Kim Taehyung.

He first moved in next door with his 6 other roommates to focus on his music career in South Korea with his band Bts. Your crush on him didn’t blossom until your roommate invited him over one time (since she’s dating Jeon Jungkook) to pick up her boyfriend since he was too drunk off his ass to leave. He noticed you and smiled while carrying his tired friend next door saying “I’m so sorry about him. He partied a little too hard huh?” Ever since he noticed you that day, you both would only exchange smiles and “hello” and “good nights” to each other.

After keeping your head in the clouds daydreaming about that memory, you’ve snapped out of it immediately once you noticed his hand touching yours holding the same record you were going to purchase.

Y/N: Oh my god, I’m sorry about that, you can have it. Smiles blushing handing the record to him.

Taehyung: smirks. Oh that’s alright, I was just looking anyway. I didn’t know you listen to Labrinth? His new album was amazing wasn’t it? Looks at you speechless and then looks to the side coughing. Well it was nice bumping into you here, see you around y/n...

“He’s so gorgeous, it’s now or never girl”. Those were your friends words whispering in your head. You were nervous shaking in your boots, but you knew it was time to make moves. All of a sudden your body moved on it’s own holding on to the sleeve of his jacket and he turned around immediately with wide eyes.

Taehyung: What’s wrong y/n? You can have the cd if you want, I know how much you love him..

Y/N: No no, that’s alright. Actually clears throat. I was wondering if you wanted to share that cd with me at my place and we can listen to it together?

Taehyung: Oh, actually that sounds like fun. While we’re at it, let’s eat something before we head there. Offers you to link your arm with him. Oh and don’t worry about buying that, my treat.

Y/N: Giggles linking arms with him walking towards the register. Wow if I knew this was this easy, I would’ve done this a long time ago.

The date spots: Street Food Market/Apartment

Street Food Market: After a long day of browsing in the music store, what a way to start the night with walking around trying new foods at the street food market.

Taehyung was holding your hand like it felt natural. You weren’t the best with crowds so he allowed you to cling close to him as much as possible. He preferred it that way, because little did you know, he formed a little crush on you too.

For the main course you guys taste tested different Korean BBQ and tebokki from different food stands. A lot of people were giving packs of meat out for free, because ya know He’s V from Bts.

Market Lady 1: Here my dear just take it. I appreciate all the music you’ve made it changed my life.

Market Lady Husband: Share with the special lady too, she deserves it. Here’s some veggie wraps too and cook a good meal together.

You and Taehyung look at each other flustered, but you just decided to take their offer and take some free food home.

You guys even shared some donuts together couple feeding each other. A lot of people around the market admired you two together and were hyping you up in the background.

Y/N: Taehyung, say ahh. Attempts to feed him, but teases him by biting it. Mmmm.

Taehyung: Ohh so it’s like that. Crossing his arms fake pouting. Tears the big piece of the other end of the donut eating the whole thing with cheeks stuffed. Laughs uncontrollably.

After chasing him for almost an hour around the street for that donut, you both decide to do your shopping at one more store to get matching glasses. You decide to take some mirror couple like pictures with Tae on to send to your roommate messing around.

First few pictures were cute and friendly, but the last few got flirty really fast. You and Taehyung started looking at each other completely forgetting what’s around you and starts leaning in sharing a short, but sweet kiss.

Y/N: I can’t believe you kissed me! Holding your cheeks together looking at the mirror, but Taehyung of all a sudden turns you around to face him with a serious look on your face.

Taehyung: I have to tell you something, but it has to be back at the dorm. Starts winking at you and walks out the store holding your hand all cool.

Your Apartment: Taehyung on way home has been quiet, but very cuddly against you. You didn’t exactly know what to say either after he left you speechless in the store.

You unlocked the door and immediately set down your bags putting the food in the fridge and playing the new Labrinth album on the record player.

He was leaning on the couch looking at you just in awe as you do your little dance dance to the music. He licks his lips as the tension gets thicker.

Y/N: Didn’t you have something to tell me? Your getting a little off track... Sits next to him on the couch putting your hand on his thigh.

Taehyung: chuckles Oh yeah that’s right. Instead of telling you, why don’t I just show you.

He stands up all of a sudden switching the cd on the record player to a song that he has been working on and playing it off the record player singing it to you.

He lifts your body off the couch slow dancing with you as the song almost ends. The last lyrics hit you and you start shedding tears.

You learned that all along Taehyung has had a crush on you too and have been waiting for the right moment to spend time with you. His says last words before you give him your answer.

Taehyung: Y/N, will you be my girlfriend?

Y/N: Stands on your tippy toes kissing him romantically. Yes yes 1000x yes.

The kisses slowly turn from soft to sexy real fast. He pushes you against the wall in your room sliding his hands under your shirt.

Y/N: W-wait. Let’s close the door just in case.

Taehyung: continues multitasking by kissing you and kickstart the door closed by blocking out all the noises.

Aftermath: As expected you and Taehyung tied the knot last night and he ended up laying next to you holding you on his arms. All of a sudden you hear a knock at the door and two voices of your roommate and Jungkook saying...

Roomate Jamie: Heyy y/n it’s time to get up, it’s Saturday let’s go out to eat.

She knocked two times, three times, but still no answer.

Jungkook: Jamie let’s just open the door and wake her up.

Jamie opens the door and slides the cover off your body and has the most shock look on her face when she sees Taehyung playing with your hair.

Jamie: When in the hell did this happen? Baby come in here and look at these two.

After hours of explaining how you and Taehyung ended up together, both Jamie and Jungkook screams “Finallyyy” and giggles looking at the both of you so proud.

Jungkook: So now that you both finally made it official, why don’t we start our double date today? Pats Taehyung’s back.

Taehyung: Only if my sweetheart is okay with it. Looks at you holding your hand caressing it.

Everyone looks at you anc you nod smiling. Your friends squeal all excited and hugs each other.

Jamie: Ummm, and put some clothes on you freaky little lambs. Sticks her tongue out at you.

You throw the pillow at her as she walks out the room with Jungkook leaning her head on his shoulder.

Taehyung looks at you lovingly smiling like a precious angel. All of a sudden he tickles you and gives you one last soft kiss on the lips.

Taehyung: We seriously gotta get up, they’ll get made if we’re late. Let’s take a shower together to make this faster. Wiggled his eyebrows jokingly and you hit his chest laughing.

Y/N: Fine, but you better not try to pull anything while we’re in there. Five minutes...

You both get up chasing each other in your room as he grabs your clothes and you both played with each other until it was time to go.

@kim-jias-den Thanks so much for requesting my dear. I think I’m going to go rest my hands now lol, but I hope you enjoyed this ship. ✨✨💖💖

#submission #kpop ships #idol date ship #date with an angel #date scenario #bts ship #bts fluff #Bts slight smut #Bts #Taehyung #date with idol ship

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katsuobushii · 7 years ago

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something that needs to be in my blog forever

Pete Wentz (6:39:20 PM): Hey

Ryan Ross (6:39:39 PM): hey

Pete Wentz (6:40:09 PM): Is this the guy fro poanic at the disco

Ryan Ross (6:40:23 PM): yeah im ryan, is this pete?

Pete Wentz (6:41:12 PM): Yeah

Ryan Ross (6:41:18 PM): hey man

Pete Wentz (6:42:37 PM): How arer you

Ryan Ross (6:43:17 PM): im not bad, working on a paper for english. hows everything with the new record?

Pete Wentz (6:44:37 PM): Going really well

Pete Wentz (6:45:04 PM): How's everything wiht your band are those just remixes

Ryan Ross (6:46:01 PM): awesome, yeah we only did those on my laptop because we cant get into a studio yet. but we still have alot of those parts live and full band

Pete Wentz (6:46:25 PM): Does it have samples like that

Pete Wentz (6:46:42 PM): How many people are in the band.... Are you guys all in hicghschool

Ryan Ross (6:47:20 PM): do you mean do we use a sampler? our drummer uses a drum sampler which we put some of the stuff on, and he plays some of it

Ryan Ross (6:47:43 PM): im in college. im 18 the other three of them are 17 and in high school

Pete Wentz (6:48:26 PM): Like of the pure volume site songs what would not be part of your live show

Ryan Ross (6:50:18 PM): well right now the synth stuff because we need a keyboard player. we are trying out a few guys soon though. and some of the drum parts are different.

Pete Wentz (6:50:48 PM): I absolutely love the stuff

Ryan Ross (6:52:16 PM): but we have two guitar players one sings and i play lead. its kind of hard to describe it. we are a rock band but about half of a song will be dance-ish or sort of 80s sounding

Ryan Ross (6:52:28 PM): really? wow thanks alot man

Ryan Ross (6:53:12 PM): it really is a huge compliment coming from you

Ryan Ross (6:53:35 PM): i was actually really suprised you listened to it

Ryan Ross (6:53:40 PM): i didnt expect you to see it

Pete Wentz (6:54:00 PM): Is there some pics of you guys anywhere

Ryan Ross (6:55:10 PM): no, we are taking them pretty soon for the website, its just not done yet. i have some just of me on livejournal. but thats wierd haha

Pete Wentz (6:56:09 PM): Yeah fuck get some to me

Pete Wentz (6:56:19 PM): I think I may come see you in californaia

Ryan Ross (6:56:44 PM): really?

Ryan Ross (6:57:08 PM): that would be awesome

Pete Wentz (6:57:46 PM): I've been listeneing to those songs nonstop. Is the band a side thing or is it gonna be fulltime?

Ryan Ross (6:58:20 PM): no its full time

Ryan Ross (6:59:24 PM): well aside from school. which sucks

Ryan Ross (6:59:32 PM): but we want to do this

Pete Wentz (7:00:00 PM): When are those kids out of school

Ryan Ross (7:00:26 PM): the drummer and bass player are graduating early. so like january and other guitarist/singer graduates in the spring

Pete Wentz (7:01:16 PM): Nice

Pete Wentz (7:01:23 PM): Do you know about my label

Ryan Ross (7:01:46 PM): yeah i think i saw something a while ago on a journal entry, is gym class heroes the only band on it right now?

Pete Wentz (7:03:10 PM): Yeah. I signed the academy. But they are fbr strictly gym class and I am looking for another

Pete Wentz (7:03:33 PM): The cool thing about it is I just met with waner and they want both of the bands and to give me an imprint

Ryan Ross (7:03:55 PM): oh cool i like the academy alot, oh i see yea i was going to ask you about that

Pete Wentz (7:04:03 PM): Which pretty much means a lot more money to promote cool artists

Pete Wentz (7:04:14 PM): You guys plays out a lot?

Ryan Ross (7:04:39 PM): thats awesome man. actually no we just kind of started this thing up a few months ago, the show in victorville is going to be our first one

Pete Wentz (7:05:51 PM): Really

Pete Wentz (7:05:56 PM): Interesting

Pete Wentz (7:06:11 PM): How much do you guys practice

Ryan Ross (7:06:45 PM): we've been trying to figure out the best way to do this stuff live, and we've been having a hard time on figuring out how to make it sound good. depending on the place we might not be able to use all the electronic stuff that we want to do which sucks but alot of venues, at least here might have a hard time setting us up. we practice at least 4 times a week so like. between 24-30 hours a week

Pete Wentz (7:07:09 PM): Nice

Pete Wentz (7:07:21 PM): I am gonna come to the show

Ryan Ross (7:08:13 PM): we wish we could more often. but school is getting in the way. and it sucks cause parents think its a waste of time playing music and want me to focus on school. im sure you know how that is.

Ryan Ross (7:08:23 PM): thanks alot man really

Pete Wentz (7:08:55 PM): I do

Pete Wentz (7:09:05 PM): What are peoples reactions to it

Ryan Ross (7:10:04 PM): some good some bad. everyone is so into post hardcore stuff these days that some kids just brush it off. which is fine but then some kids like it cause its a little different i guess

Pete Wentz (7:11:30 PM): Can that kid sing live?

Ryan Ross (7:12:54 PM): yeah, he's been taking voice lessons for a little bit so thats starting to help him

Pete Wentz (7:13:19 PM): Is he on? I mean on here he sounds awesome

Ryan Ross (7:14:21 PM): yeah he's on pitch, we recorded that stuff with like a 100 dollar vocal mic. the only effects we used was pretty much reverb on the main parts.

Pete Wentz (7:14:42 PM): Yeah sounds good kind of like patrick

Pete Wentz (7:14:47 PM): I like it

Ryan Ross (7:16:57 PM): yeah thats the only thing we get that alot. and thats just how the kid sings. we like your band but we dont want to sound like you guys, or be compared to fob all the time you know? but yeah he is aware that kids say he sounds like patrick so he's just trying different vocal stuff sometimes.

Pete Wentz (7:19:06 PM): Here's the thing if I show you guys interest a lot of crappy labels are gonna come and do the same and I don't want a huge mess out there. I mean how interested are you guys in going fulltime when you can

Pete Wentz (7:19:19 PM): Yeah you'll get eh patrock thing but how many people. Sound like hime

Ryan Ross (7:19:47 PM): so you really think we've got potential then?

Pete Wentz (7:19:54 PM): I do

Ryan Ross (7:20:05 PM): i've wanted to play in a band for my job ever since i started high school at least.

Ryan Ross (7:20:07 PM): we all want to do this

Ryan Ross (7:21:05 PM): its like i cant put enough dedication into anything exept playing guitar and writing

Pete Wentz (7:23:01 PM): I'm with you

Ryan Ross (7:24:05 PM): but yeah. i cant see myself doing anything else but playing in a band, cause every job i've ever had ive hated it

Pete Wentz (7:24:57 PM): You don't have a picture of the band

Ryan Ross (7:25:44 PM): no, but if you need it i could have my buddy take some tomorrow at practice

Pete Wentz (7:26:58 PM): That would be rad

Ryan Ross (7:27:37 PM): okay we'll take some

Ryan Ross (7:28:08 PM): are you online much?

Pete Wentz (7:33:12 PM): Sometimes

Ryan Ross (7:33:35 PM): okay, i was just wondering if this was your email incase you arent on i'll just send them

Pete Wentz (7:34:17 PM): Yeah send it here for sure

Ryan Ross (7:34:36 PM): okay

Ryan Ross (7:34:55 PM): dude this better not be a joke, it better be you

Pete Wentz (7:35:12 PM): It is

Pete Wentz (7:35:34 PM): But there are a lot of fakers out there

Ryan Ross (7:35:55 PM): okay. yeah i know someone has shown me like fake journals of you and stuff. thats creepy

Ryan Ross (7:36:10 PM): thats why i asked if it was you for sure

Pete Wentz (7:36:32 PM): This guy who is iming me is your manager

Ryan Ross (7:37:03 PM): is it xxxtoughffxxx ?

Pete Wentz (7:37:22 PM): Yeah

Ryan Ross (7:37:38 PM): i dont know if he's our manager. he's our friend, he's been helping us out with a website, merch and the show in victorville

Ryan Ross (7:38:35 PM): he's starting a company up and he wants to help us out

Pete Wentz (7:43:04 PM): Ah I got t

Pete Wentz (7:43:32 PM): It

Pete Wentz (7:43:37 PM): You guys are awesome and if its what I think it is I want ti to be thenext academy

Ryan Ross (7:44:58 PM): wow thanks alot. i hope you like the stuff live, its not completely different but it is different. i mean the singing is the same and all that.

Pete Wentz (7:47:46 PM): cool

Pete Wentz (7:48:06 PM): You guys look good. The chicks gonna be swooning?

Ryan Ross (7:48:38 PM): once we get a keyboard player who can do all of the sampling we want to do it will be alot better too. its like we know how we want to sound, but just finding the right way to do it i guess is what we are working on.

Ryan Ross (7:48:40 PM): hahaha

Ryan Ross (7:48:51 PM): i dont know man, we look alright i guess

Ryan Ross (7:48:57 PM): we look young

Pete Wentz (7:49:42 PM): Youngs not abd at all

Pete Wentz (7:49:47 PM): How does the singiner look

Ryan Ross (7:50:05 PM): dead sexy.

Ryan Ross (7:50:41 PM): he's no pete wentz. but still

Pete Wentz (7:51:42 PM): Hahaha

Pete Wentz (7:51:54 PM): Goddamn as long as he looks cool.singing

Pete Wentz (7:52:14 PM): For sure send me pics and all how many songs you guys have?

Ryan Ross (7:52:39 PM): haha

Ryan Ross (7:53:00 PM): kk

Ryan Ross (7:53:54 PM): we've only got 4 right now, its been tough to write since school started and everyone's busier. and those are the first 4 songs we've written as a band. at the show we'll play those and a cover of new order maybe. or depeche mode. we dont know yet

Pete Wentz (7:56:08 PM): Nice

Pete Wentz (7:56:21 PM): I gotta run

Pete Wentz (7:56:32 PM): But ill hit you on here later

Pete Wentz (7:56:38 PM): Send me those pics and write the hits

Ryan Ross (7:56:43 PM): okay dude. good talking to you

Pete Wentz (7:56:43 PM): Peaaaaaace

Ryan Ross (7:56:44 PM): hahaha

Ryan Ross (7:56:47 PM): later man

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