#TMR Reserve

[29121996]

will breach my contract if i discuss this on my twt but um <3

[mattitties]

Boyfriend, pt 2 - matt sturniolo

you guys asked, so i delivered (hopefully)

part 1 here

I left the party last night feeling on top of the world. I recounted everything to my best friend the second Matt had left and she came back to me.

“I came back from the bathroom and saw you guys totally hitting it off, so I just stood back and watched. I thought he was about to bend you over the bar and fuck you right there,” she told me. 

It’s now the next morning and I’m trying to distract myself and not think about the fact that he hasn’t texted me yet. It’s only 10 AM, so I really shouldn’t be worried, but as someone who doesn’t talk to boys literally ever, I am naturally very worried. 

As the hours pass and it’s now 2 PM, I go into my roommate’s room. “Why hasn’t he texted me? Do you think he was just fucking with me? What if I didn’t give him the right number and he’s now texting some other hotter bitch instead of me? What if I was-” I start to ramble before she cuts me off.

“Oh my god, shut up! It’s been like 14 hours, chill out! He’s gonna text you, and if he doesn’t, he doesn’t. We don’t know anything about him, he could be sleeping still or he could be having a busy day. Take a Xanax or something, good gracious,” she tells me, finishing just as my phone vibrates.

I check it absentmindedly, fully expecting it to be my mom or a spam text, but instead I see an unknown number.

Hey it’s Matt, just wanted to see when your free to hang out?

I let out a shriek and show my roommate my screen.

“Fucking told you!” she says excitedly before her face changes. “Oh boy, he’s one of the fuckers who doesn’t know the difference between your and you’re. You gotta fix that.”

“Oh for sure,” I say, starting to type in my phone.

hey :) i’m free tonight or tmr if either of those work

Tonight is good, I can pick you up around 6 and we can get dinner. How does Boa sound?

“Oh my god. He wants to take me to Boa,” I tell my roommate. I’m just about on the verge of vomiting everywhere.

“Oh fuck yeah! Mr. Moneybags over here!” she cheers.

that sounds great!

Sick, whats your addy so I know where to pick up my gf ;)

I give him my address, turn off my phone, and immediately go to my room to take an everything shower and get ready.

I’m finishing up my hair at 5:30 when I get another text: Leaving now, be there in 15 min. I made reservation for 6

I don’t know why I’m so nervous. I was so confident around him last night, but now I feel like a completely different person. I’m terrified I’m gonna be an awkward mess when I get in the car and he’s gonna wonder what happened to the girl he met last night and I won’t even be able to eat I’m so nervous and–

Nope, I’m not worrying anymore. It’s gonna be fine. I triple check everything to make sure I look good, and finally he texts that he’s here.

I grab my bag, go downstairs, and open the front door to our apartment complex, where I’m met with a very familiar face standing next to it. He’s wearing a black short sleeve collared shirt, blue jeans, and a black baseball cap he put on backwards. Man, he looks good as fuck. 

He looks up when he sees me and smiles. “Hi,” he says. “Car’s right there. I was going to come in but then I saw I had to be buzzed into the building and I didn’t know which apartment was yours, so…” It seems that his confidence from last night has lessened quite a bit as well, as now he’s just awkwardly rambling. I find it adorable.

I shake my head and smile. “You’re fine, this is perfect.” I follow his lead to his car, and am surprised when he opens the passenger door for me. “Thank you,” I say as I get in, and he shoots me another quick smile before closing the door and going to the driver’s side. 

“So Boa, huh? You really are trying to show off your YouTube bucks,” I joke.

“Me and my brothers go there a lot, it’s not really that expensive,” he says. 

“Speak for yourself! I was looking at the menu and almost had an aneurysm at the prices!”

He laughs and glances at me. “Well lucky for you, you’re not the one paying, are you?”

We continue our banter for a few minutes before there’s a lull in the conversation. “Do you wanna put some music on? Here’s the aux cord,” he tells me, pulling out a cord.

“Oh,” I say, immediately regretting all my life choices. I am historically NEVER on aux in any situation because my music taste is comprised of Taylor Swift, dad rock, and depressing music. “Um… you may not like my music. We can just play whatever you like.”

He looks at me wearing a tiny frown. “What! You’re the passenger, you get aux. Whatever you play will be fine.”

I sigh dramatically as I plug my phone in and queue Taylor. “Okay, but if you don’t like it, just remember I gave you a chance to say no.” He nods. I watch his face to gauge his reaction as “The Story of Us” starts to play, and I roll my lips into my mouth to hide my laughter when he recognizes the voice. 

“Yayyyy,” he says sarcastically. “I love Taylor Swift…”

The rest of the drive consists of me explaining to him that if he was willing to give her music a try, he would definitely enjoy her music. I was fully expecting him to laugh it off and come back with some smart ass comment about her as nearly every other man does, but he seemed genuinely interested in what I was saying. “You’re right,” he told me. “Maybe we can listen together and you can show me more of her stuff!”

I think I fell in love right there.

When we arrive at Boa, the man nearly eats shit rushing around to open the passenger door for me, and walks slightly ahead of me to get the door for the restaurant. Neither of us have any ounce of the same flirty energy we had last night, but there’s no awkwardness at all. I still can’t believe this is happening. The hottest guy I’ve ever seen, he’s a perfect gentleman, we have so much in common, and he’s actually into me? It seems far too good to be true.

“So,” I say when we get seated, “what exactly made you feel the need to come up to me last night? Did I really look that uncomfortable?”

“Oh, you looked like you were about ready to sink into the floor. I mean, in all honesty, I was kind of eyeing you all night but I didn’t have the courage to come up to you, so I guess I sort of used that as an excuse to do something. Plus saving you from creepy guy and all,” he replies.

“Well, thank you, no matter what your reasoning was.” I look around the restaurant. I feel so out of place, it’s disgusting. I’ve only lived in LA for a couple months, so I still feel like I don’t belong, especially when I end up in the same restaurants that people get papped outside of. But somehow, even in a place like this, I feel oddly safe and at peace with a man that I met not even 24 hours prior. 

I’ve never been much of a great conversationalist; if I’m in a one on one conversation, the other person needs to be a rambler for it to not be awkward. But he’s not a rambler, and we both are just so invested in what the other person is saying that it’s somehow a never ending conversation. We have so much in common – our love for movies, Legos, journaling, us both attempting to get back into reading after going so long without it – I feel like I’ve known him my whole life. It’s so refreshing, and it’s terrifying. I know I’m going to fall for him fast. I may be already, but I can’t be. We just met. 

He pulls me out of my trance by repeating his question. “You ready to go?”

“What? Oh, yeah, sorry. Um, thanks for paying,” I smile as I get up. 

“Of course! What kind of a man would I be if I didn’t pay on our first date?” he jokes. 

“Ohhh, our first date? Does that imply there’ll be a second?” I ask as I get in the car.

“Would you like there to be a second?” 

“I mean I guess…” I smirk at him. We’re both looking at each other, smiling ever so slightly. I want nothing more than to kiss him right now, and I’m 99% sure he wants the same based on the way his eyes are shifting focus from my eyes to my lips. I’m about to lean in when –

“I should get you home.”

Oh. I nod. “Yeah… yeah, probably.” I sit back in my seat.

He turns on the car and Taylor Swift blasts through the speakers. “JESUS–” he yells, turning the volume down as we both start laughing. “I know I said you could show me her stuff but let’s take it down a notch, god damn!”

We don’t talk at all during the drive home, but it’s nice. Just the music in the background, and subtle glances between us every so often. When we pull up in front of my apartment complex, he parks the car and turns it off, then starts to get out.

“You don’t need to get out, it’s okay,” I tell him.

“Well I have to make sure you get into your apartment safe, don’t I?” Again, what a gentleman. I didn’t even think people like him existed anymore. I smile to myself and lead the way, taking him up to the 4th floor and down the hall to my door. “I guess this is where I leave you?” he asks.

“Unfortunately, this is where you leave me.” I’m looking up at him, he’s looking down at me. I can tell he wants to say something, and I hope it’s what I think it is.

He opens his mouth, takes a sharp inhale. “Can I kiss you?”

Bingo. I smile and nod, holding his jaw lightly in my hand. He takes my waist with one hand and the back of my head with the other, and our lips collide softly in a matter of seconds. I haven’t kissed many guys, but they’ve always felt just a little off and I never knew why. But this? This feels right. It’s gentle, but our tongues slip into each other's mouths as the kiss grows deeper. I know I need to stop this here, as much as I don’t want to. I give in for a few more seconds before I pull back. 

“I, um… I need to go inside,” I tell him, completely unable to wipe the smile off my face.

“Okay,” he says, pushing a piece of hair behind my ear. “I’ll text you, because yes, there definitely will be a second date.”

“Good.” I kiss him one last time before I unlock my door. “Goodnight, Matt.”

“Goodnight.”

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i probably won’t do a part 3 because idk how to keep it interesting from here but if you have other fic requests lmk and i’ll do my best 😚

[zumicho]

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author’s note: “:P” is tooru coded — wrapping up tmr!

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[voidsaez]

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— for eternity. ( gally tmr x reader ) abuse !!

a/n : monthly post coz i never use tumblr lol, anyways i rewatched the first tmr movie n i realized hes lowkey insane

summary : after thomas found a way out, you’ve been clung to his every word. your boyfriend, isn’t happy.

There was nothing more Gally could ever ask for. You, him, and the rest of the Glade living in peace—a perfect harmony.

For months now, everything had been great. The two of you became a rare constant in a world filled with uncertainty.

He’d never felt more secure, more alive, than with you by his side. That was, until Thomas arrived.

In less than a week, the newcomer had somehow found a way out—an escape. You were overjoyed at the prospect of freedom.

Gally? Not so much.

-

“We don’t need to leave!” His voice cracked with urgency as he cupped your face, trembling thumbs pressing into your skin.

“Isn’t this enough? You have me—we can stay here. Forever.” His words came out rushed, his tone laced with desperation.

You shove at his hands, trying to make him pull away. “Are you insane? We’ve finally found a way out! After three years!”

His gaze hardened, his grip tightening. “Don’t you see?” He pleads, his voice frantic and pleading at the same time.

“Out there, it’s worse! You’ll see! This place, the glade—it’s safe. We’re safe here.”

You could see his demeanor changing, his eyes wild. It was love—yes, but it was twisted, fevered, consumed by desperation.

“You think it’s better out there?” He spat out, his voice a harsh whisper. “You think you’ll survive out there? you won’t.”

His grip tightened, to the point you felt like your bones were about to crack. Like it was more a warning than a plea.

“Let go!” You yelled out, shoving at his chest, but he didn’t budge.

He laughed, hard, cold, humorless. “You think they care about you, huh? Thomas? Teresa? They’ll leave you to die once it gets hard.” He says.

“But not me.” He says, his voice softening, almost sounding tender. “I’d never let that happen to you, I’ll protect you.”

“Protect me?” You snarled, “This isn’t protection, Gally, this is madness!”

His jaw clenched, clear displease in his eyes. “Madness? no, no. Madness is trusting them.” He says, with a deranged smile.

“Madness is thinking they’ll get us out of here alive.” He continues on. “You don’t get it, do you?” He asks.

“Thomas. Thomas is the problem—him and Teresa, they’re the reason we’re suffering! If it weren’t for them, we’d be happy.”

What the hell is he trying to say?

He speaks with innuendo, his words starting to sound past insane. “What are you saying?” You ask, stomach twisting.

His smile widened, almost dangerously. “I’m saying,” he said slowly, “we don’t need them. The Grievers, they’re hungry.“

Your blood ran cold. “They’ll take care of Thomas and Teresa. All we have to do is offer them over to the Grievers.” He says.

“You’re not serious,” You whispered, horrified. He was starting to lose it.

“Why?” He asks, stepping closer again. “They’re a threat, baby. To me. To you. To us. I won’t let them take you from me.”

“Gally,” You breathed, your voice trembling. “This isn’t you. You don’t mean this.”

He reached for you again, his hands almost gentle this time, but the madness in his eyes didn’t fade. “I mean every word,” he said.

“I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe. Even if it means sacrificing them. Even if it means..” He trails off, looking at you.

You used to love his smile, the way he rarely ever did made you feel special, like his smile was reserved for only you.

But then, he smiled again, sharp and terrifying. He’s gone. That isn’t him.

“Don’t do this, Gally, don’t make me hate you.” You say, stepping back away.

His expression softened, “You’ll thank me one day.” He says, simply.

The sound was sickening. His fist slamming into you. A sharp crack that echoed in your ears, while your body went limp.

-

You weren’t his partner anymore.

You were his prisoner.

[poorgirlinpoorworld]

I asked chat gpt how movie version boys from tmr would react to meeting book version of themselves :D

This is what came out:

Thomas

Movie Thomas: Confident but still a bit reserved, Dylan O’Brien’s Thomas would initially approach Book Thomas with cautious curiosity. “So… you’re me, huh? I don’t think I look that bad.”

Book Thomas: Much more prone to self-doubt and overthinking, he’d probably size up Movie Thomas and mutter, “You’re awfully sure of yourself. Didn’t you almost get everyone killed, like… multiple times?”

Dynamic: They’d bond over their shared sense of guilt and leadership struggles, but Book Thomas might accuse Movie Thomas of being “too Hollywood.” Meanwhile, Movie Thomas would roll his eyes, joking that Book Thomas needs to lighten up.

Newt

Movie Newt: With a softer, more compassionate demeanor, Movie Newt (Thomas Brodie-Sangster) would greet his book counterpart warmly, offering a handshake. “Bloody hell, mate, didn’t think I’d be seeing myself today.”

Book Newt: A bit gruffer and more haunted, he’d smirk and say, “Well, you’ve got the charm, I’ll give you that. But don’t you think you’re a bit too polished?”

Dynamic: They’d likely find common ground quickly, both sharing their loyalty to the Gladers and their frustration with Thomas. However, Book Newt might tease Movie Newt for being too clean-cut and “soft.”

Minho

Movie Minho: Ki Hong Lee’s Minho would swagger up to his book counterpart, grin, and immediately challenge him to a race. “So, you’re me? Bet you can’t outrun this.”

Book Minho: Not one to back down, Book Minho would cross his arms and smirk. “I don’t need to prove anything. But you look like you need to prove everything.”

Dynamic: The two would have a competitive streak, constantly trying to outdo one another. They’d also bond over their shared no-nonsense attitudes and mutual annoyance with Thomas’s hero complex.

Gally

Movie Gally: Will Poulter’s Gally, more nuanced and misunderstood in the films, would approach his book counterpart with a wary glare. “So, I guess you’re the angry version of me?”

Book Gally: Full of fire and resentment, Book Gally would sneer. “And you’re the one who got a redemption arc. Lucky you.”

Dynamic: There’d be tension at first, but Movie Gally might soften Book Gally’s edges by explaining his motivations and eventual growth. Book Gally, however, might accuse Movie Gally of being too sympathetic and not enough of a realist.

Frypan

Movie Frypan: The jovial and slightly quirky Frypan from the films would immediately try to bond with his book counterpart. “Man, I bet you make a mean stew too, huh?”

Book Frypan: A bit more serious, Book Frypan would nod and say, “Yeah, but I don’t need to crack a joke every time I open my mouth.”

Dynamic: They’d connect over their shared love of cooking and loyalty to the Gladers, but Book Frypan might roll his eyes at Movie Frypan’s more lighthearted approach to danger.

Alby

Movie Alby: A natural leader with a calm yet commanding presence, Movie Alby would likely greet his book version with a firm handshake. “Nice to meet you, man. How’d you keep everyone alive?”

Book Alby: More volatile and blunt, Book Alby would shrug. “Barely. And with a lot less talking than you.”

Dynamic: They’d respect each other’s leadership styles, though Book Alby might see Movie Alby as overly dramatic. Movie Alby, in turn, might find Book Alby too harsh.

Chuck

Movie Chuck: The lovable and innocent Movie Chuck would be excited to meet his book counterpart. “Whoa, you’re me! Do you think they’d let us keep a pet pig here?”

Book Chuck: Slightly more grounded but just as endearing, Book Chuck would laugh and say, “Maybe if we don’t die first.”

Dynamic: The two Chucks would instantly become friends, sharing jokes and dreams about life outside the Glade. They’d also both tease Thomas mercilessly.

I know it may not be totally right but I still think it’s funny 🫶

[toomuchracket]

Thinking of any girl dad matty at a baba’s first dance recital… baby girl in a little pink tutu being excited/nervous to preform for everyone and now I’m crying

i could write a whole fic about amy being a total diva about her first dance show but actually i wanna switch universes and talk about the sweetest tmr baby of them all, miss phoebe. all your girls dance from the time they're tiny, because it's both a good way to make friends and also teaches them a lot about coordination and bodily awareness and discipline and teamwork, but your youngest is the one who enjoys it most of all - every week, she loves putting on her swishy little practice dress and her ballet shoes and going to class, eagerly showing you and matty and her sisters what she's learned that week to great applause from all of you (matty especially. he is such a dance dad. in a wholesome way). she's four when her first recital showcase thing happens, and it's literally all she can talk about for weeks; like, she begs you or matty or denise to let her try her pretty costume on, to put her hair in a little bun and let her wear lipgloss and glitter, and it's really adorable how excited she is. when you get to the theatre on the day of the show, though, she's suddenly shy, clinging to your hand as you walk through the seats to go backstage and looking up at it with complete trepidation, and even when you're in the dressing room with her getting her ready she's a lot quieter than usual - mind you, she makes it through the dress rehearsal of her dance just fine, albeit slightly reserved in her performance, but she just RUNS and clings to you once it's done like "that was scary, mummy". while you console her like "you were so brave for even doing that, munchkin! you'll be alright for the show, though, yeah? to show your dance to daddy and dyl and lena and nana and everyone?", which she says she will be, you text matty to tell him phoebe had a little bit of stage fright, and he replies like "oh 🥺 i'll talk to her". and he does, when he picks you both up to grab some dinner before the show - he takes her hand and walks a bit ahead of you with her, and says "a little birdy told me you were feeling a little bit nervous, darling. s'that true?", and she nods, and matty crouches to be level with her and says "you know what? it's normal, munchkin, i get like that when i go onstage too. but you know what helps me?", and phoebe's like "what?", and he smiles like "the fact i've got my friends there. uncle ross and uncle adam are beside me, uncle george and uncle jamie are there when i turn around, and there's always friends cheering me on in the crowd. and you have that too! you've got lucy and paloma and kira dancing with you, and me and mummy and everyone in the crowd - just think that you're having fun with your friends like you do in class, and you'll be fine, alright? now, c'mere, my brave girl, give me a cuddle". phoebe perks up a bit after that, and the show goes so well!! she's so cute in her little outfit, jumping and spinning so happily that both you and matty have a little sniffle about your baby growing up; she looks so like him when she smiles like that, too, and you love it. anyway, after the show she comes tearing out to hug all of you, curls escaping the bun lol, and proudly carries the flowers matty gives her all the way home while he carries her and tells her how proud he is of her. sweet girl <3

[twitchmattentusiast]

OKAY WAIT HEAR ME OUTTTTT

so basically u and Chris started out disliking each other. For stupid reasons, u we’re quiet and reserved, u thought Chris was loud and obnoxious while Chris thought u were the stereotypical quiet kid. Until u were forced to do a project with him. He invited u over to his frat house to work on the project, his “frat brothers” winking at u and Chris as u 2 walk up to his room. U guys get situated and start working, u notice Chris getting distracted until u find out what he’s staring at. Ur tits. U get flustered and tell him to focus. You ofcourse always found Chris hot but could never date him. Because his ego is to high and he fucks multiple girls. U told urself to focus on the studies, until things get steamy and he’s about to stick it in until u said ur a virgin. He immediately smiled and said how he’s gonna take good care of u. And he did, he said u were amazing. He was leading u on, u guys fucked on more occasions, overtime he became more toxic, like rude almost. Instead of sticking around for a few more hours to see if u were okay and to cuddle u he pulled up his pants kissed ur forehead and left. U we’re tired of it. It felt like lust over love. U confronted him and he said there was nothing going on between u 2 and how u guys are just acquaintances that fuck. It broke your heart. Chris didn’t realize how much he hurt u until his number was blocked from ur phone, until u started ignoring him in the halls and classes u shared. He realized he fucked up. Chris also realized he loved u, no he was in love with u. He tried to fix things but was it to late?( u can decide if it should end in fluff or not)

sorry if this is ass

lovveee me so angst and frat boy!chris so i will def write this soon idk when yet as im moving out for college tmr but i will write this #trust

[mochamvgz]

he accepted it??

you're worried when your boyfriend abruptly goes m.i.a. but what he actually did was something you had never expected of him

lee heeseung x reader

genre: betrayal

warnings: betrayal, slight profanity ; 0.38k words

perm taglist: @inkelea @yuerki

inspo: https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cuce_E-I7Y8/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

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you sigh, frustrated, running a hand through your hair as the call went to voicemail yet again

your boyfriend, heeseung was supposed to pick you up after your dinner with your friends. so where the hell was he?? he's never late...

it was also out of character for him to miss your calls and not call back within 5 mins. is he okay?? did something happen to him?? no you're just being paranoid...he has to be okay right?

you try to stay level-headed which is harder than it should be and try to return to the matter at hand, how are you going to get home?

sure you could walk but it's pouring, so you call an uber

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"hee?"

the first thing you do upon unlocking the door to your shared appartment is call out his name

no response

maybe he had a long day at work and fell asleep

you remove your heels and put them away in the tidily in the shoe rack

you look around in the living room in case he was lying asleep on the couch. he wasn't

after not finding him in the bedroom or bathroom you look around the appartment once again, more thoroughly this time

he must've gotten held up at work

but he would've texted you to let you know right?

you try to keep the worrying thoughts at bay as you got ready for bed

you rang him one last time before going to sleep, voicemail again

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it's been 3 days and there's been no sign of heeseung

you're stirring your coffee while trying to focus on your work

just then you get a call

it isn't your boyfriend, it's your step-father

oh god you hate that man, however you have no choice but to pick up

"what do you want?"

"is that any way to greet your father now (name)?"

"step father" you're quick to correct him

a sigh is heard from the other end of the line

"anyways, how's life without your boyfriend?"

your stomach sinks... there's no way

he's just playing mind games with you...right?

"what did you do?" your voice a mix of frustration and desperation

"the lad was practically drooling when i named the amount" the statement is followed by wheeze from him

"you offered him a fucking payout??"

and he accepted it...

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a/n: to make up for being mia recently. also I was just formatting this and I got a notif saying i got accepted into k-films??? the timing??? is this a sign my flop era is coming to an end? 🤞🤞hopefully this means my exam tmr will go well too

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[the-fiction-witch]

Hot Chocolate

Media TMR AU

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Sweet

Fictional Advent Day Eight

so maybe for Newt, you can make an AU story where y/n is a waitress at a restaurant and Newt comes with another girl who’s a mean girl on a date and y/n serves them but the girl that Newt is on the date with is really rude to y/n and is calling her rude names, and it gets to the point where newt gets so upset with the mean girl and yells at her and newt hangs with y/n instead. It’s just a little idea I thought was good! Take your time and happy holidays!

I rushed around like a bumble bee busy with the bustle of the malt shop, listening to the Christmas music playing gently mixed with people cluttering cutlery and crockery as well as the bell often tolling on the door as people came and went, the snow fluttering sweetly down the sky. 

“Thank you so much happy holidays” a lady smiled as she and her family left the table

“Happy holidays” I smiled going to clear their little booth by the window tidying up and adding the five-dollar tip to my little Christmas-themed gingerbread house moneybox, as I started on some more coffee for those at the counter

“Hey uhh, I had a little favour to ask?’ a voice spoke up and I looked and saw a guy who had just come in, in some nice shoes that had a dusting of snow on them, some brown suit pants, a little orange t-shirt and a white button-down slipping off his large coat with a fluffy inside as well as a dark red scarf

“You can ask, I don't know what the answer will be but you can ask”

He chuckled a little “I know it's a big ask but could I take a booth?”

“Booths are normally reserved for parties of four or more you have three friends coming?”

“No, I uhh I have a first date. I know it goes against the rules but you think you could let it slide?”

“No problem, take number seven it has a lovely view over the bridge”

“Thank you”

“Your welcome, and hey if they don't look like their picture just order a blue raspberry pancake and I'll get you out of there”

“Thanks, hopefully, I won't need to” he laughed heading over to the booth setting his stuff down and fixing himself up in the reflective side of the napkin dispenser, I made a note about him and went on with my shift luckily the rush was over and things were dying down, I often passed the guy and offered him coffee or tea but he always politely declined and only got more and more nervous as time went on.

Until she arrived.

I saw her walking down the street before she even got into the shop as she pointed her nose high making it the peak of her face, sunglasses that took up almost all of her face, and nails long enough to pick a lock within some little ugg style boots, a pair of tight leggings, a long sleeve white turtle neck with a beige fluffy vest she came in and put her glasses on her head.

“Hi,” She sighed offering her hand to him, “Newt?”

“Hi, you must be Olivia.” he smiled giving her hand a kiss,

“Yeah.”

“It’s so nice to meet you, You’re just as beautiful as Minho said.” he smiled as they sat together, I gave them a while dealing with some other things before I finally went over

“Hi, how are you two doing today?”

“Uhh excuse me, can we get a male waiter.” She snapped at me

“Uhh we don’t have any male waiters”

“Fine. Whatever” She sighed

“Okay… What can I get started for you, Coffee? Tea? Hot Chocolate?”

“Eehhh just water. In a clean glass.” She snapped

“Sure” I nodded

“I’ll have a hot chocolate,” He smiled

“No problem, whipped cream?”

“Absolutely,”

“Candy cane?”

“Yeah that sounds nice”

“Excellent, I’ll be back with those feel to look at the menu for food” I smiled

“Okay we get it bye,” she said angrily

So I just headed off and got her water and his hot chocolate and I took them over “Here we are” I smiled setting them down “You ready to order?”

“Uhh ohh my god! Will you stop jumping down our throats? How on earth would anyone be ready to order already it’s been two seconds”

“It’s been five minutes miss.”

“Are you talking back to me you chubby slop girl?”

“That is incredibly rude. She was just asking” He spoke up

“I’m not taking advice from someone who still eats sugar. That thing is like six suggested servings yeah no thank you.” She snapped

“I’ll give you another minute” I nodded heading away for a moment but before I even got to the counter she clicked her fingers at me

“Hey! Hey! Slop girl! Aren’t you going to take my order?”

“Yes Miss” I nodded as I headed back over

“Do you have anything that actually observes serving sizes?”

“Our plates are all designed for one person, unless they are specifically in the sharing or extra large section of the menu”

“So no. Fine. I will take a lobster and a salad”

“Miss… we don’t have that on the menu”

“I know I’m not stupid. But I want lobster.”

“We don’t have lobster here miss… we mostly just make pancakes, fries, burgers that sort of thing”

“Uhhhh clean my table again slop girl there must be carbs all over the table” she complained

“That is really rude, your are being insanely disrespectful. You choose for us to come here ” he said

“Maybe I’d be nicer if this slop girl could actually use her brain!” she yelled “Give me a side salad”

“One side salad” I sighed “You sir?”

“I won’t be ordering anything I’m sorry,” he said “I cannot go through with this I’m sorry”

“Aren't you gonna pay for my food?”

“No.”

“Ughhh!” She whined grabbing her stuff and marching out in a huff

“I am so so sorry”

“It’s okay, trust me you hear worse in this job” I answered “Could I get you a slice of cranberry pie? Ice cream on the side?”

“Yeah that would be really nice” he smiled

After a while, he came and moved to the counter and we chatted as I worked for a good while doing my best to cheer him up even giving him a free hot chocolate, and after a while he happily paid

“Thanks so much for everything”

“It's no trouble, Happy holidays”

“Happy holidays” he smiled before he headed out, I gathered up his stuff, and found out he had left a hundred-dollar tip and a note ‘I’m so sorry about her, and thank you so much for cheering me up. If you like I’d love to take you out for dinner one day your not working X Newt’ and then his number I chuckled a little and put it in my pocket so I could text him when I get off my shift. 

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Ms Yu, Miss You

Warning: Some of you will hate this but SHIP, Angst, fluff, suggestive, OCs as exes, accidents which cause major/minor injuries, Possible spelling errors and I think that’s all, do tell. This is a work of fiction with nothing to do with the idol's actual life. I do like some feedback. If you ever feel like "Hey this is very offensive." do tell me.

Pairing: Jeno of NCT, NCT Dream x Karina of aespa

Summary: Jimin interrupts Jeno’s wedding to Soojin after discovering that Soojin had been cheating on Jeno with Jimin's cheating ex, Minki. Jeno and Jimin’s lives become intertwined. As fate somehow always brings them together

Word Count: 12k

A/N: @/hi_imtyyy, this pic is amazing, found it on TikTok. The fact that Karina wanted to be an air stewardess! I’ll be using Karina’s real name Jimin. Like damn, I love this shit just saying probably one of my best-written ones but not sure if it will gain the attraction and yes I did study. Exams tmr!!

Written: 25 August 2024

Masterlist © ae-cow. Do not claim, steal or repost. All rights reserved

“YOU DARE GET MARRIED WHILE CHEATING?!” Jimin burst through the wedding doors, her voice echoing through the hall.

Jeno’s eyes widened in shock as he turned to Soojin. “Soojin, do you know her?”

Soojin’s face paled, but she shook her head, trying to maintain her composure.

“YAH, Soojin! Your soon-to-be wife is a cheater!” Jimin shouted, her voice trembling with anger. “She’s been cheating on you with MY FIANCÉ!” She tells the husband and everyone who attended the wedding

The doors swung open again, and Minki stepped into the room, his face a mixture of guilt and desperation. “Jimin-ah, let me explain—”

Jimin cut him off, her voice cold and relentless. “Oh, hell no. I’ve already gotten all the wedding money back.”

“Don’t you dare come back,” Jimin said, glaring at Minki.

She turned to Soojin, her voice cold and accusatory. “And how could you sleep in the same bed as your fiance while you have been with someone else?”

Jimin’s gaze softened slightly as she looked at Jeno. “And you, you should leave this place and never look back. You deserve someone who truly loves you, not someone who’s been cheating,” She told him before walking away

Jeno looked at Soojin, then turned to his family seated in the front row by the altar. Their faces were streaked with tears, and his heart ached as he saw the sorrow in their eyes. Beside them, Soojin’s family was also in tears, watching helplessly as their daughter’s betrayal was laid bare.

Jeno, silent and conflicted, walked out of the hall. He found Jimin sitting alone on the floor, wiping her tears with a trembling hand.

“Hey,” he said softly, his voice carrying a note of regret.

“Thanks… for telling me,” Jeno said, his voice heavy with emotion. “If you hadn’t, we would have gone through with the vows, and who knows when I’d have found out.”

He paused, sitting down next to her. “We had plans—kids, a house, this whole wedding and now, it all comes crashing down.”

“How could I have been so stupid?” Jeno said, his voice cracking with despair. “All those nights she claimed she had to work overtime because of a sick patient or a lack of staff…”

Jimin looked at him, her expression sympathetic. “I get it. She’s a nurse, and those excuses would be easy to believe. I’m a victim of being cheated on myself.”

“…How did you find out?” Jeno asked quietly.

Jimin sighed, her gaze distant. “My friends saw him with Soojin at an exclusive restaurant I’d wanted to go to for ages. He always said he had a friend who could get a reservation, but he never managed to get one for me. Seeing him with her there was the first clue.”

She paused, her voice heavy with pain. “After that, I dug deeper. I noticed he’d be awake at 2 AM, phone in hand, smiling. He’d use his favourite perfume and come home late. It hurts, but he’s no longer in my life.”

“And I’m happy to be out of it,” Jimin said, her voice firm.

“You’re better than me though,” She said

“Why?” he asked, tilting his head.

Jimin shrugged, a wry smile on her lips. “You’ve spent so much money, and you don’t seem as affected by it.”

She continued, “Once I found out, I started reclaiming what I could. Some money couldn’t be retrieved because it was too close to the wedding date, but I managed to get some back. I bought this dress—like Princess Diana’s revenge dress.”

Jimin laughed, a genuine sound of relief. “We should hang out from time to time—vent about our exes, complain about their smelly breath, and just get some of this trauma out.”

“Yeah, we definitely should,” Jeno agreed with a smile. “Well, I should get going, time to my money back,” Said as he stood up

Jimin chuckled. “Sounds good.”

Jeno extended a hand, lending her help and Jimin took it with a grateful smile.

They shared a brief, understanding glance before parting ways, each feeling a little lighter.

-

Jimin spotted Jeno walking out of a real estate agency, his frustration evident. “Hey, Jeno!” she called out.

He looked up and made his way toward her. “Hey there.”

Jimin glanced at the agency behind him. “Real estate, huh? Must be the place you and Soojin were planning to buy.”

“Yeah,” Jeno said with a sigh. “You want it?”

Jimin raised an eyebrow. “What? No, I don’t.”

“The payment’s done and I can’t get it back,” Jeno explained. “I paid for most of it so I told Soojin to leave.”

Jimin nodded sympathetically. “What about you? Where are you staying?”

“I used to live with Minki, but I moved out. I’m staying at a friend’s place for now.”

Jeno hesitated for a moment, then offered, “Well, if you’re looking for a place, you could stay with me.”

Jimin’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah,” Jeno confirmed with a nod. “It might be nice to have some company and pay rent.”

Jeno chuckled, a wry smile on his face. “Since I paid for most of it, I’m all set to move in. But now that I’m single, I need a roommate. And wow, look at that—my ex-fiancé’s boyfriend’s ex is currently staying at her friend’s place.”

She laughs “Uh hmm would I stay with my best friend or a man I met at a wedding I crashed? Hard to choose huh?”

Jeno smiles “Here take your time,” He passes her his business card

“A pilot huh?”

-

Ms. Yu, your video of the wedding crash is going viral,” the principal said. “No offence, but only students who graduate may glimpse your private life, but current students should be primarily focused on studying. It’s your role as a teacher to maintain a professional boundary.”

“I know… it’s just—”

“Yes, what he did was horrible, but couldn’t you have kept it private?”

Jimin scoffed. “It was a private wedding. Someone filmed it, and the ex-fiance and his family needed to know the truth.”

“Jimin, I’m sorry, but I’ll have to suspend you for a week,” The principal said

“A week? Won’t the students start speculating?”

“Think of it as a vacation, if that helps, I don’t know what else to suggest.

-

“Should I be happy that I have a vacation?” Jimin said as she looks at her plane ticket to France

Walking down the aisle, checking her seat number “Let’s see… 23B.”

Jeno notices her as he makes his way to the cockpit “Jimin? What a coincidence!”

She looked up, surprised “Jeno! You’re the Captain?”

“Yep, that’s me. I didn’t expect to see you here. Going to France huh?” His brows furrow

“Well crashing the wedding caused me a week of vacation, my boss thinks I go for a week so that the students in my school would stop the rumours and I’m trying to clear my head. What about you?”

“Flying this plane and if you don’t mind, I’d like to make your flight a bit more special. How about a seat upgrade to First Class?” Jeno offers

Her mouth falls agape “Seriously? That’s so kind of you!”

“It’s the least I can do, Let me take care of it. Follow me.”

-

Jimin is now settled comfortably in the First Class cabin, enjoying the extra amenities.

Jimin is relaxing in her upgraded seat “Wow, this is amazing, I didn’t expect this kind of luxury.”

Jeno pops into First Class briefly “I’m glad you’re enjoying it, If you need anything, just let the crew know, It’s a pleasure to have you on board.”

Jimin smiles “Thank you, Jeno. It’s a nice surprise and a great start to my vacation.”

“I hope the rest of your trip is just as enjoyable. If you ever want a tour of the cockpit, just let me know,” He said

“I’d love that. I’m excited about this trip now,” She said

Jimin visits the cockpit during a brief break. Jeno shows her the controls and talks about the flight experience.

“Welcome to the cockpit, Jimin. Ready for a quick tour?”

Her eyes are wide with excitement “Absolutely! I’ve never been in one before.”

He gestured to the control panel “Alright, so this is where all the magic happens. Here’s the autopilot control. We use it to maintain the plane’s course and altitude.”

She leans in, fascinated “That’s incredible. I didn’t realise how much technology is involved.”

He points to a display “This screen shows our current flight path and weather conditions. It helps us navigate and make adjustments if needed.”

“It’s like you’re in control of a whole world up here.”

He chuckles “In a way, yes. Every decision affects the flight, from altitude changes to route adjustments.”

Her hand brushes against Jeno’s as she reaches for a control “So, what’s this button do?”

He gently guides her hand “That’s for adjusting the cabin pressure, It’s important for passenger comfort.”

He notes Jimin’s curiosity “Would you like to try it yourself?”

Nodding eagerly “Can I? They're passengers here,” She asked

“It's on autopilot right now, so it's fine.”

Jeno steps back slightly, allowing Jimin to take control. He watches her with a mix of admiration and affection as she carefully adjusts the settings.

“You’re a natural at this.”

She blushes slightly “Thanks. I’m just fascinated by how it all works.”

“It’s all about practice and attention to detail. You seem to have a good eye for it.”

“When did you decide to be captain?” She asked

“I always had a fascination about planes and it just follows me until now, I had to learn a lot of stuff though, and do Lasik.”

“Woah Lasik?”

“Yup” He laughs

Jimin’s gaze lingers on Jeno, and their eyes meet. Jeno shows her how to read the navigation charts.

“I didn’t expect to learn so much on this flight. It’s been eye-opening,” Jimin says

“I’m glad you think so. Flying is a passion of mine, and it’s nice to share it with someone who appreciates it.”

She smiles back “I appreciate it more than you know.”

They share a moment of silence, their proximity a little too close for someone whose wedding you crash. Jeno’s hand brushes against Jimin’s as he reaches to adjust a dial, causing a spark of electricity between them.

Jeno clears his throat “Well, I should get back to the controls. But feel free to come back here anytime during the flight.”

“I might just take you up on that offer. It’s been nice spending this time with you.”

“I’m glad. It’s been great having you here.”

“Thank you for everything, Jeno.”

“Anytime, Jimin.”

As Jimin exits the cockpit, she glances back at Jeno, who watches her with a soft smile. There’s an unspoken promise in the air as she returns to her seat, both of them feeling the beginnings of a deeper connection.

“So, you and that girl huh?” His co-captain Jaemin asked

“I came in and so all that happened,” Jaemin said

“Jimin? I'm just doing her a favour, she's the reason why I found out my ex-fiance was cheating, without her I would be in an unfaithful marriage.”

“How are you holding up?” Jaemin asked

“Oh, is it bad I don't feel- feel sad?”

“Different people, different outlooks on life and who knows maybe destiny decided to bring fate on your wedding day?” Jeno turns to look at Jaemin

Jaemin shrugs

-

They had landed in Paris, France

“How was the flight? I hope the upgrade made a difference,” Jeno asked

“It was fantastic. I appreciate it, Jeno. It made the journey much more enjoyable.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Safe travels for the rest of your vacation. If you need any recommendations for your destination, just give me a text.”

“I will. Thanks again for everything. See you around?” She said

“Definitely, Take care, Jimin.”

-

A beautiful evening on the Seine River. The city lights of Paris reflect on the water, and couples and tourists are enjoying the scenic views.

After settling into her hotel, Jimin decides to take a Seine River cruise to see the city’s famous landmarks. It’s a chance for her to clear her head and enjoy the city’s romance.

Jeno has some time off from flying and decides to explore Paris himself. He books a spot on the same Seine River cruise that Jimin is on, wanting to enjoy the city’s sights before heading back to work.

Jimin arrives at the dock, looking at the city lights she is in awe.

“Jimin? What a coincidence!” Jimin turns around, surprised “Jeno! What are you doing here?”

“I had some free time and thought I’d check out the city, it looks like we’re on the same cruise.”

“It seems so. It’s a nice surprise,” She said

They board the boat and find themselves seated near each other. “So, why Paris?”

“Might’ve been the hundredth time you heard this from me but the feeling of loneliness was hard,” Jimin explains

Jeno chuckled “So going to the city of Love is where you got to??”

“Everywhere is the city of love, it's even more romantic if you know the language of love,”

Jeno’s eyes furrowed “and what might that be.”

“Music,” She starts

“No matter the language, music brings a lot of people together, Fur Elise was written despite Beethoven being deaf, it was because he could read the musical notes.”

“We’ll be stopping here for a few minutes to allow everyone to take pictures.”

As the boat suddenly slows and shifts position, Jimin loses her balance, stumbling slightly. Jeno, quick to react, reaches out and wraps his arm around her waist to steady her.

Jimin startled, her hand instinctively on his chest “Oh!”

He held her securely, his face close to hers “Whoa.”

Jimin looks at him, her heart racing “Thank you. That was unexpected.”

He gazes into her eyes, his arm still around her “Are you alright?”

Jimin nodded, her cheeks flushed “Yes, I’m fine. I didn’t expect that thanks again.”

His hand was resting gently on her back “Yeah, no problem.”

They both pause, their eyes locking as they stand close together. The boat’s motion and the Parisian skyline add a magical backdrop.

Suddenly the sound of a camera makes the two turn in the direction of the person who took the pic.

“That would be 2 dollars,” He said, Jimin quickly stood up properly

“Oh uh, here?” Flustered she passes him the note

“Thank you!” Jimin laughs “He just took a picture of us,” She turns to look at Jeno was looking away, ears pinkish

“Would you… like to keep this picture?” She slowly asked

“Um no you keep it,” He takes it and takes a picture of it

He cleared his throat “Ehrm see you around?” he said

“Yeah.”

-

In his hotel room, Jeno sat on the edge of the bed, the soft glow of the evening city lights filtering through the curtains. He took out his phone and carefully looked at the picture the stranger had taken of him and Jimin on the Seine River cruise.

The photo captured a moment of unexpected intimacy—Jeno with his arm around Jimin, her hand resting on his chest, both of them caught in a genuine, candid moment. The backdrop of the Parisian skyline and the soft, blurred lights added to the photograph’s charm. Jeno's gaze lingered on the image, a small smile playing on his lips.

“Hey Jaemin,” He called his fellow hotel mate and co-pilot

“Yeah?”

“I think you're right about the fate bringing me on my wedding day.”

“Oh yeah? What make you think of that,” Curious

“If it weren't for the wedding, I wouldn't have met Jimin and our whole encounter till now feels like it was meant to happen,” He said, still looking at the photo

“You sound smitten, cap”

Jeno chuckled at Jaemin's comment. “Maybe a little,” he admitted, his smile widening. “It’s surprising how quickly things can change. I didn’t expect to feel this way, especially after everything that happened.”

-

They both had flown back to Korea, on different flights, unfortunately.

Jimin returned to teaching with renewed energy, her week off having provided much-needed clarity and peace. The viral incident had quieted down, and she had managed to focus on her students again.

Jimin and Giselle were sitting together in the living room, Jimin told her plans on what she’d eat in school. Giselle had been visibly stressed, and Jimin sensed that something was weighing on her friend.

“Jimin, I need to talk to you about something,” Giselle began, looking concerned.

“Sure, what’s up?” Jimin replied.

Giselle took a deep breath. “My parents are planning to move in with me. They’re having some issues with their current place, and they need to stay here for a while. I know it’s short notice, but I wanted to let you know.”

Jimin’s expression shifted to one of concern. “Oh, I see. That must be a lot for you to handle.”

“Yeah, it is,” Giselle said, nodding. “But since my flat has three rooms, there’s space for you to stay. I don’t want you to have to move out just because of this, I'm just letting you know.”

Jimin hesitated for a moment before responding. “I appreciate the offer, Giselle. But I think it might be uncomfortable for your parents if I stay. It’s a big adjustment for them, and I wouldn’t want to add to their stress.”

Giselle looked understanding but disappointed. “I see what you mean but I've talked about you and they seem to like you, if you’re sure…”

Jimin nodded. “Yeah, I think it’s best if I start looking for a new place and you've done more than enough for me.”

Giselle gave her a supportive smile. “Okay, if you need any help with the search or anything else, just let me know.”

Jimin was making a cup of coffee in her office pantry.

Jimin was conflicted, Giselle had offered to help her find a place but she has helped enough and doesn't want to bother the girl.

Suddenly the loud sound of an aeroplane flew by “Ah!” 💡

“What's wrong?” a fellow teacher asked

“Oh no no I just thought of something.”

Jimin quickly sat down with her cup of coffee and texted Jeno.

Jimin: Hey Jeno

It's been a few days since we last spoke

I think I should take that offer up

Jeno: What offer?

She did not expect such a fast reply

Jimin: Oh um being roommates? You still don't anyone right?

Jeno: Oh yeah still looking

Wanna be roommates?

-

“So uh I left him on read…” She told Minjeong, a friend/co-worker

“Why? You texted him.”

“I would love to be roommates but the thing is he's a guy, a really attractive guy I might add and we both got out of a relationship, he was at the altar when I met him.”

“Do you feel bad knowing it's been a week since that happened?” Minjeong asked

“I was but now I'm not…”

“That guy cheated on you, you shouldn't feel guilty at all, who knows? Maybe that guy could be your new lover?”

“How can it be leaving with a guy,” Minjeong said

Well Jimin used to live with Minki and one of the many things she hated about him was how he does not put back the iron when he's done. Or how sometimes he would leave the toilet unflushed.

Based on how Jeno acts in front of her, she truly hopes he does not turn 180 on her.

Jimin: Yes I would love to

When Jeno received Jimin’s text, he was at home packing for his next flight.

Jeno: Great! I’m looking forward to it. It’ll be nice to have a friendly face around. Let’s chat more about the details when we meet on Wednesday.

Jimin considered that Jeno’s job as a pilot meant she’d be at home most of the time.

Jimin: I’ll help pay rent, don’t worry. Maybe even more since you’ll be out more than me 🧐

Jeno: That’s fine. I needed a roommate to share half the rent, so please don’t feel the need to do more.

-

“So… this is my home,” Jeno said

“I bought some furniture and necessities like plates and, a washing machine but as for the bedroom I did nothing, I wanted whoever to room with me to have their creativity,” Jimin nodded

“This is my bedroom,” It was probably the biggest room, it had a king-size bed, a bed fit for a bride and groom

The bed had a picture of Him and Soojin up, a big one at that. “Oh uh sorry Soojin and I had decorated this house if it makes you uncomfortable-”

“No it's fine, it's your house anyway and you don't have to remove the photos, I get it, is a hard process.”

This thing is Jeno had been wanting the remove the photos, he just had no time. By the time he comes home, he's burned out. On his offs he would be at home packing and doing nothing as he dwells on the fact that he has a flight.

“So do you like it?”

“This place is huge, will you need more roommates?”

“Considering it, I have 2 guest rooms and now I have at least 1 out of the 3 rooms occupied.”

-

It was Saturday and Jimin had loaned a car to move her things from Giselle’s to Jeno’s.

“I’m so glad you found a home, so quickly at that, is the guy trustworthy?”

“With everything that has happened, I'd say yes,”

“Whatever it is you can always come back, my parents wouldn't mind.”

“You sure you don't need help?”

“I can manage besides Jeno won't be there, he's overseas so I can lay down on the floor for all I care.

“Hmm alright then text me.”

“Will do.”

-

The door unlocked, and Jeno had given her the passcode.

The house had a pretty ambience, Soft natural light streamed through large windows, flowing the space in a warm, golden glow. The walls were painted in neutral tones, and the minimalistic decor added a touch of modern elegance.

“This place is so Jeno,” Jimin said but remembered that Soojin and he had decorated the place.

She feels out of place, imagining the happy moments he had with her. Probably laughing at how he was trying to piece together that chair by the window or how the smell of fresh paint was them painting together.

“What am I doing?! Snap out of it!” Jimin tells herself

Suddenly the sound of the keypad was heard.

She opens the door for him. “Hey J- Soojin?”

“You!?” Soojin said, angered

“What are you doing here?!”

“What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be out with Minki?” Jimin fakes a cute voice

“I'm here to take back my stuff, just because I stole your man doesn't mean you can.”

Jimin scoffs “Getting confident now are we?”

“He called off your wedding Soojin, no offence but I think even if I did steal him, I am allowed to cause you did it first and by the way I won't because at least I have a heart.”

The keypad was then again activated. Jeno opens the door, tired after a flight to and back from Taiwan.

A looks up to see Soojin and Jimin. “Soojin? Jimin? Um, would you like a cup of tea Jimin?”

“What? You didn't even ask her what she's doing here? Fact how did she even know your passcode?!”

“Soojin, what are you doing here? I said to never come back, live with Minki and leave me alone.”

“I left something,”

“It's in the main bedroom, I put it all in a box,” Jeno had already prepared to bring over to her door, never wanting to see her

Soojin shouts “You took down our photo?!”

Soojin left the door open, she was right, and he did take it down. It left a smile on Jimin’s face.

“Yeah Soojin, cause news flash you cheated on me,” Jeno said

“And you moved on to her? Minki ex?!” Soojin points to Jimin

“I don't have to explain things to you Soojin, I don't understand why you're so angry, I should be the one angry here, you came into my house unsaid,”

“I just wanted to take my things,”

“Well leave because everything of yours is in there and don't say anything 'cause I've already wired you all the money you paid for all this furniture.”

“Urgh but I am coming back,” Soojin grabs the box a leaves

“Remind me to change the passcode,” Jeno said as he smoothed out his hair

“Seems like she and Minki might have a fallout…Umm You know what I'll leave, you look like you need it.”

“No no it's fine, do you need help?”

“Oh no go ahead and rest you look tired, really tired,”

Jeno took a long-deserved shower. He takes note that he cannot be walking around shirtless anymore, knowing that Jimin is now his roommate.

Jeno, fresh out of the shower and still somewhat distracted, approached Jimin’s room. He knocked softly but got no response. He slowly opened the door and saw Jimin fast asleep on the floor with a blanket draped over her.

She had all her clothes in a box and a blanket on the floor for her to sleep in while she waited for her bed to arrive.

“Should've asked her to sleep on the couch instead,” He mumbles

Trying to be quiet, Jeno stepped into the room but tripped over the edge of the blanket. He lost his balance and stumbled forward, falling directly onto Jimin.

Jimin jolted awake, her eyes wide with shock as she found herself pinned beneath Jeno. “What—?” A strong smell emitted from Jeno after his shower

Wet hair, towel wrapped around his neck…

Jeno scrambled to get off her, his face red with embarrassment. “I’m so sorry! I only wanted to wake you up!”

Jimin blinked in surprise before letting out a soft laugh, flustered “It’s alright, just too tired, I cannot wait for my closet and bed to arrive.”

Jeno extended a hand to help her up, still apologetic. “I didn’t mean to intrude like that. Are you okay?”

Jimin nodded, still chuckling. “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a bit startled.”

Jeno gave a relieved smile. “I just wanted to tell you that you can sleep on the couch while you wait for your bed to arrive, it's better than sleeping with just your blanket”

“Uhm yeah actually that'd be great,” Jimin picks up her blanket

They settled back into their spaces, the unexpected encounter bringing a light-hearted moment to their evening.

-

Jeno had woken up from the smell of food. The last time be had that smell was in the family home.

He followed the delicious aroma to the kitchen, where he found Jimin cooking breakfast. The sight of her working diligently over the stove reminded him of home.

"Good morning," Jeno greeted, a smile tugging at his lips. "I didn't realise you were up so early."

Jimin turned, slightly startled but smiling warmly. "I thought breakfast, its the least I could do after you offered me a home."

Jeno took in the spread she was preparing, feeling a surge of appreciation. "You were the one I saw that my ex was a cheater so I can call it even,” He laughs lightly “This smells amazing, do you need help with anything?."

Jimin shook her head, still smiling. "I’ve got it covered, but thanks."

“Any plans today?” Jimin asked

“No, I plan on staying here, getting more sleep calls, changing my passcode and probably packing for my next flight, you?”

“Going out to buy some necessities, I wanna hang a picture board, get the car I loaned back.”

Jeno stood up and took the plates from the table, heading to the sink. “Jeno-” "Yeah, no worries. I’ve got this."

Jimin watched for a moment before nodding in appreciation. "Thanks."

As Jeno washed the dishes, the clinking of plates and the warm steam from the water filled the kitchen. Jimin, feeling more at ease, started tidying up the counter.

"By the way," Jeno said, "I’ve got to ask—how’s the couch? Better than the blanket, I hope?"

Jimin chuckled softly. "Much better, thank you for letting me use it, my bed is coming in a day or two.”

-

As Jimin wandered through the mall, she noticed couples around her, their conversations filled with affectionate teasing and loving gazes On her right, a couple was holding hands, laughing softly as they selected a frame together. In another, a pair was debating over the perfect colour for their new home, their shared excitement palpable.

They reminded her of the times she had shared similar moments in the past with Minki. The affectionate glances and the easy comfort of companionship were bittersweet reminders of relationships that had once been a central part of her life.

She paused for a moment, taking in the sights and sounds around her. “I have never been so annoyed by couples until today.”

-

“Got everything done?” Jeno asked as Jimin walked in, grabbing the stuff she held for her and placing it on the living room table

“Yep,” Jimin replied, “Now I just need to find a place for this and finish unpacking.”

Jeno nodded. “If you need any help with that, just let me know.”

“I might finally take you up on that, but I’m going to start decorating.”

Jimin began to find photos of her most cherished. A picture she has of her and her family, one with Minjeong and several with Aeri. Lastly, a picture a stranger had taken of Jeno and her having a moment.

The encounter made her blush

In the middle of the night, Jeno had gotten parched. He wanted to get a warm glass of water. He turned on the kitchen lights to see that Jimin was seated on the floor with her head on the couch from the living room.

On her lap was the picture frame. She and Jeno are at the side of the frame. Jeno smiles.

“Jimin-ah” He softly called, shifting the hair that was blocking her face

Her eyes fluttered open “Come on lie down properly, don't you have work tomorrow?”

She yawns and notices that he is holding onto her frame. She smiled “Im going to put that my by bedside.”

“Kind of weird not having Minki there but then again, I haven't been thinking much about him.”

“You have me as a new addition,” He said

Her head tilted slightly before she realised he meant their picture, she nodded

“Have you been thinking about her?”

“Yes sadly, I changed my passcode so that's nice, It's just she said she'll come back, which worries me.”

“That's understandable, you don't know what she'll do, it just makes you wonder what happened between those two.”

Jeno glanced at the picture of them both. “Karma that's what.”

“Thanks, Jeno,” Jimin said softly. “Thanks for everything up till now.”

Jeno smiled and gently touched her shoulder. “We're friends, aren't we? Now, let’s get you settled so you can get some rest.”

Jimin nodded and slowly got up, stretching a bit before heading toward the couch. Jeno helped her arrange the cushions so she could lie down comfortably. As he watched her settle in, he felt a sense of warmth and satisfaction.

“Goodnight, Jimin,” he said.

“Goodnight Jeno sweet dreams.”

-

Jeno and Jimin walked together along a path lined with softly glowing lanterns.

They stopped at a cosy nook with a small table set for two, surrounded by fairy lights and soft cushions. As they sat down, their proximity created a palpable sense of closeness. Jeno found himself drawn to Jimin, their knees almost touching under the table.

The conversation flowed so easily, they were now walking back home.

“Wait so you're telling me some lady on the plane asked you on a date?” Jimin laughed

“Yeah, I said no obviously, I just found it funny how she followed me to the cockpit, no one is allowed in there.”

“I was,” She said, making eye contact

“you’re different Jimin,” as they walked their fingers lingered, so close yet so far from being held

“How so…” Jimin looks at her hands and his, balled up as if he's trying to restrain himself

“Jeno are you-”

Jeno looked into Jimin’s eyes, his heart racing with the intensity of the moment.

“I'm fine…” Slowly, he leaned in, and Jimin’s eyes fluttered closed. Their lips met in a tender yet urgent kiss, filled with the tension and longing that had been building throughout the evening. The kiss was deep and passionate, a culmination of the night’s emotional charge.

As they finally broke apart, they remained close, their breaths mingling and their foreheads resting against each other. The dream left Jeno with a heightened sense of connection and a deeper understanding of his feelings for Jimin.

Jeno jolted awake, his heart pounding. "Why am I—what kind of dream was that?" he muttered to himself, trying to calm his racing thoughts. The intensity of the dream left him disoriented and a bit flustered. He ran a hand through his hair, attempting to shake off the vivid images that still lingered in his mind.

He lay there in the darkness, staring at the ceiling, his thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and curiosity. The dream had stirred emotions he hadn’t fully acknowledged before, leaving him unsettled yet intrigued. He wondered what it meant for his feelings towards Jimin and how he should handle them.

After a few deep breaths, Jeno tried to push the dream to the back of his mind. He knew he needed to focus on the present and the reality of his friendship with Jimin.

“My mind is just playing games,” he said quietly to himself, hoping that clarity would come with time. “I just need to get some rest and deal with this in the morning.”

With that, Jeno turned off his thoughts and tried to drift back to sleep.

-

“Jeno,” Jimin calls him

“Wha- huh?” Jeno wakes up

“Your alarm, it went off like 3 times,”

“Oh erm thanks,” He looks at the time, 10 minutes before his actual time to get ready. He notices her in her work attire

“Going to work?”

She nodded “I made scrambled eggs and coffee, I’ll be off now,” She said as she walked out of his room

He gets out of bed to brush his teeth and get ready for work. Right now he is in charge of flying to Japan.

3 days of being there meant taking his mind off Jimin.

He grabs his luggage and goes to the elevator.

“Jeno! Long time no see,” Jeno turns to his left to see his neighbour “Mr Son, Good morning,” He bows due to respect

“Officially moved in with your wife huh?” He said

Jeno didn't know what to say, does he explain that his fiance cheated on him and is living with his ex’s boyfriend’s ex?? Or just nod and smile.

He nodded “Yeah we had officially moved in, just had to get things settled,” Walked into the lift

“So any plans on children,” Jeno, flustered did not know what to say

“Aye don't be embarrassed, you two are newlyweds it's normal,” Mr Son said

“I have 3 beautiful children and 5 beautiful grandkids.”

Jeno nodded, trying to maintain composure despite the awkwardness of the conversation. "Oh, right. Well, we haven’t talked about it yet. We’re still settling into the new place and figuring things out."

Mr Son chuckled, clearly enjoying the exchange. "Ah, I see. Well, you two make a lovely couple. I’m sure you’ll figure it all out I haven't seen your wife before.”

“She's a teacher so she leaves pretty early for work,” Mr Son nodded

“Well then,” The elevator doors open and Mr Son steps out first “See you around Jeno,” He gives the younger a smile

Jeno steps out, grateful for the opportunity to escape the conversation. "Have a good day at work!" Mr Son waves

Jeno managed a final nod and a brief wave, taking a deep breath to steady himself. The encounter with Mr Son had been unexpected and slightly uncomfortable, but he was determined to focus on his upcoming trip to Japan.

Jeno heads towards his car. He mentally prepared himself for the busy days ahead and tried to push thoughts of Jimin and the dream to the back of his mind, focusing instead on the tasks at hand.

-

“Teachers gather around,” Teachers looked at each other confused

“We will have our annual seniors trip,” The principal said

“And this year by popular demand, we are going to…. Kyoto Japan!”

All the teachers cheered “Wait that's like probably our furthest destination yet,” Minjeong said

“Yeah, why the change? Usually, we go to a rural area in Korea like Jeju or Busan.”

“One of the kid's parents is loaded and they provide us money to go for their son,” The principal said

“We will have all the senior’s class advisors to attend so teachers, buckle up cause in a month you'll have 4 days of extracurriculars.”

“Ah Jimin aren't you lucky, you're A5 advisor,” A co-worker said

“Yes but that also means I have to pack,” She fake cries

-

Jimin: Hey Jeno you there

Jeno: Yeah

Jimin: How's the flight?

Jeno: Pretty good but my head hurts a little from jet lag

Jimin: You've been to Japan multiple times, right?

Give me some recommendations

My school arranged a senior trip to Kyoto and im a class advisor, so

Jeno: Hmmm, good thing I'm in Japan huh?

Jimin: Haha yeah

Jeno: Hmm, the Arashiyama Bamboo Grove? It's a bamboo forest or Café du Monde. It's pretty trendy, they have nice teas.

Don't forget the iconic Sakura Trees. It's at Kyoto

Jimin: Hmm alright thanks

-

Jimin is now walking back home.

Unlocking the keypad “Oh you must be Jeno’s wife,” a neighbour said

Jimin’s brows furrowed “I believe we haven't met, I’m Mr Son, your neighbour.”

“Oh, it's Yu Jimin,” she introduces herself,

“Jeno is-“

“Must be hard having a pilot as a husband huh?” He asked

Does she explain or not? “Umm yeah, it is, always going out of the country.”

“But a big bag of money huh?” Jimin laughs at his remark

“Jeno said you're a teacher, what school do teach at?”

“Oh, I teach at SM High, I'm a math teacher,”

“SM High? My granddaughter goes there, she's a freshman.”

Oop 👀

“Well then Mr Son I’ll see you around?”

“Yeah and is he with you?”

“Oh no he's In Japan,” He nodded “I want to have dinner with the both of you one day, a knock on the door would be nice to tell me.”

Jimin smiled and nodded. She bows before entering the house.

“What do I tell Jeno?!”

Jimin: Hey um, Jeno? Jeno: Yeah? Jimin: Your neighbour asks if I'm your wife And I did not know what to say so I just smiled 🤦‍♀️ I am so sorry it’s just he’s an old man and explaining things will be hard yk?? Jeno: He asked me the same thing And ask if we planned on having children I got flustered by that Should we keep this act??

-

“Ms Yu.”

“Yeah?” A student she recognizes is “Son Seori.”

“My grandfather said you're married?”

“Huh?”

“I'm not though.” And she realised Mr Son, Son Seori is the granddaughter who studies here

“Oh, Seori-ah,” Jimin says

“Is he handsome?” The girl asked

“There's a reason why I married him huh? Now I will not say anything about my love life unless I want to, so that's all I'm going to say.”

“I also thought you were in that viral video of shouting at your ex-fiance?”

“Again Seori, no questions and no answers,” Jimin firmly stood

The student looks at her hand, no ring

“Okay Ms Yu,” She said before bowing

-

“Ms Yu, Did you marry that guy that cheated on you?” A student asked

“Of course not, that dingbat…” She realizes she's in class and not with her fellow teachers

She stands up from the teacher's table “Okay since you guys want to know,” She starts

The class pays attention, “Then continue 'because I'm not saying anything! Now on to chapter 11.” The students groan

-

“Ms Yu, why would you tell the grandfather of one of our students about your love life?” The Principal questioned

“He's my neighbour, why should I think?” Jimin said

“Well, now the video is getting resurfaced.”

“What am I getting another vacation,” She said

Her boss's eyes furrow “Okay I'm sorry, I'm very stressed out right now, I’m teaching seniors and all these questions are coming to me,” Jimin runs her fingers through her hair

“Just ignore them.”

-

Jimin: Hey Jeno This whole marriage is seriously getting out of hand Mr Son’s granddaughter studies at my school?! And rumours spread They don’t know who you are but I’m constantly getting asked if I married that hoe Urgh truly don’t know what to do

Jimin waits for his reply, nothing “He must be preparing a flight back.”

Lessons have ended and her work has ended “I am tired, I want to sleep!” She said as she touched her shoulders

“Ms Yu?” A fellow teacher called

She hummed “Is that your husband? The one I've been hearing about?”

“Urgh the students got to you huh?” Jimin asked

“My husband is in Japan.”

“Well, it's either you or Minjeong who has someone as handsome as him.”

She looks up to see Jeno, still in his attire “Jeno?”

“Jeno? That name is so fitting,” The teacher said

“I- I’ll see you around,” Jimin waves off, mouth agape

“Jeno!?! What are you doing here?!” Jimin said

“I didn't know what we did would cause this, I’m sorry,”

“And you drove here?!” Jimin scolds

“Jeno, You just- I have students and teachers still roaming around and you being here it's just-”

“Let them believe,” Jeno says with a smile, handing her a bouquet. “Or not.”

“Jeno, I appreciate the flowers, but—”

“I'm sorry for just coming here, I saw your message and felt bad,” Jeno looks around and sees tons of eyes on him

“I feel like a celebrity,” He laughed

Jimin sighs “I am at fault too… I shouldn't have told Mr Son about where I work, now most of them know what my husband looks like.”

“I am not even your wife! Yet this is getting out of hand.”

“They teenagers, im sure it will die down, now let's go home fake wife,” Jeno opens the car for her

She rolls her eyes “Okay fake husband.”

The drive home was honestly horrible for both of them. Jeno’s dream about Jimin never left and his feelings for the teacher are constantly growing. The fact that she is a teacher working with children makes his heart flutter at the fact that she is very good with her kids.

Mr Son’s words circled again, “When are you playing to have kids?” Jeno clears his throat

Jimin on the other is looking out the window, trying to ignore how good he looks and secretly looking at his reflection in the mirror. “Jimin,” He calls

“Yeah?” She turns to look at him

“We’re here,” He said

“Oh!” Jimin opens the door, forgetting that her seatbelt is still on

“Jimin-”

As Jimin tries to stand up, she forgets to unbuckle her seatbelt, and the sudden tension pulls her back down into the seat. Jeno, quick to react, reaches out and catches her before she can fully topple over.

“Careful! Your seatbelt is still on.”

Jimin, blushing from embarrassment and at the proximity, looks up at Jeno as he helps her with the seatbelt. “Oh god that is so embarrassing, I didn’t notice I still had the belt on,” She closes her eyes tightly

As she opens her eyes, she sees Jeno slowly moving away from her, the seatbelt now off her waist. The proximity lingers, and the awkward but intimate moment adds to the tension between them.

Jeno, smiling gently, trying to ease the awkwardness. “It happens. No worries.”

She sighs, still flustered. “Thanks for catching me. I guess I’m a bit of a mess today.”

“We all have those days. Let’s get inside,” He chuckles softly

As they step out of the car, the brief closeness serves as a subtle reminder of their growing connection.

-

The next Morning

“When is the trip?” Jeno asked as he set up the plates

“In two weeks,” she answers

“The house would be empty while we’re both gone,” She nodded

“What do you like about being a teacher?”

“I get to see all the children grow up, and seeing them graduate is rewarding, they might be very weird but weren't we all Teenagers?” Jimin said

Jeno nodded and chuckled “I wonder what Teenage Yu Jimin was like.”

“I was an Ulzzang.”

“You were?” Jimin nodded “I mean that’s understandable, you're gorgeous,” Jeno states

Jimin had stopped slurping on her noddle. They make eye contact.

She clears her throat “T-thank you.”

Suddenly there came a lock on the door. They both looked at each other, questioning if they had ordered anything but who would be here so early

“Mom? Dad, Noona,” Jeno had opened the door to see his family

Jimin’s eyes widen “His family’s here.”

“Hi Jeno, We came to see how you're doing,” His sister said

“My baby is doing alright, right?” His mother questioned

“Yeah, I have.”

“And who’s this?” His Dad questions

“She looks familiar…” Jeeun squints her eyes

“Oh! You're the lady who crashed my brother’s wedding!” Jimin winces at her comment

“Yeah, again I am so sorry.”

“What why? We hated her,” She said

Jeno looks at his sister “What? She cheated on you.”

“Anyways, what are you doing here?” His mother asked

“Oh um it's a little complicated, she’s my roommate now,” Jeno explains

“I moved out of my ex’s house and Jeno asked If I wanted to move in.”

“Yeah, It was Soojin and I and we both paid for the bills but now that we are no longer together, I thought having a roommate would be nice,” Jeno explains

His parents nodded, understanding. His sister however whispered, “Sure, roommates with someone of the opposite gender huh?’

His ears turned pinkish

The family and Jimin had dinner. Jimin had profusely apologised for not preparing something more decent than ramyeon.

“Jimin-ah it's okay, we did come here unexpectedly,” Ms Lee, his mother said

“Your mother came here to give you some homemade food, I’m sure all the hotel food you've been eating overseas is boring you,” His father says

“Oh thanks, Jimin here had been making food for us so that makes up for it, doesn't mean I don't miss your food though Mom,” Jeno gives his usual eye smile

His sister has been observing both her younger brother and Jimin.

She makes eye contact with Jimin, mouthing “You two, look good for each other.”

Jimin’s eyes widened, denying it.

“Jimin-ah next time I will bring more food for two people,” Jimin bows “Oh no no it's okay, Jeno’s place is just a temporary place for me to settle more money for a proper house.”

Jeno’s expression turns upside down. Jeeun notices “Uh Mom Dad we should go, quickly eat up, Jimin here has to go to work soon.”

Jeeun lightly pushed her parents out the door “Oh, okay we'll see you bye.”

-

Once they were out Jeno asked,

“Have you found a place?” Jeno asked as he closed the door

“Yeah actually, it's not as big as yours but it will be enough for a single woman like me,” She said

“Are you looking for one?”

“For what?”

“Someone? That special someone that will fill in that empty void in your heart that was once for Minki,” Jeno asked as he cleared the table, avoiding eye contact

“I found that someone, however, I’m not even sure if he even feels the same,” She looks at Jeno

“Oh…” He clears his throat “I-I clean the dishes.”

Jeno’s question lingered in the air, stirring a mix of emotions between them. As he focused on clearing the table and avoiding eye contact, Jimin revealed she had found someone but wasn’t sure if he felt the same.

Jimin’s gaze met Jeno’s briefly before she looked away, her uncertainty about his feelings echoing in the room. Jeno, flustered by the unexpected revelation, awkwardly shifted to cleaning the dishes, trying to process what had just been said.

-

As Jeno was flying the plane, Jaemin noticed his dilemma “What’s going on Jen?”

Jeno sighs “She found a place Jaemin, is it weird that I feel like she should have told me? I only found out when she talked with my family.“

Jeno sighs "We’re not even together, I don't think I have the right to feel this upset."

Jaemin raised an eyebrow, glancing at his friend with a mix of sympathy and understanding. “I get where you’re coming from, but just because you’re not together doesn’t mean your feelings aren’t valid. Emotions don’t always follow the rules we set for ourselves.”

Jeno ran a hand through his hair, clearly troubled. “I guess I just feel like I’m overstepping somehow.”

Jaemin leaned back in his seat, thoughtful. “You’re not overstepping. Sometimes, when you spend time with someone and share experiences, feelings can develop naturally. It’s okay to feel attached or even upset when things don’t go as you hoped, even if you didn’t plan for it.”

Jeno’s brow furrowed as he considered Jaemin’s words. “But what if I’m just complicating things? What if I’m not even sure where I stand with her?”

Jaemin reassured him, "Being honest with yourself means acknowledging your strong feelings, It's not about what's 'right' or 'wrong’ it's about what's true for you, If you want clarity, talking to her could help."

Jeno sighed, looking out at the endless expanse of sky. “You make it sound so simple, but I’m still worried about how she’ll react, I don’t want to make things awkward or push her away.”

Jaemin placed a hand on Jeno’s shoulder, "It's normal to be worried, but if you don't tell her how you feel, you might miss the chance to work things out or find out if she feels the same, being honest can help you understand each other better, and it's worth taking that chance."

Jeno nodded slowly, taking in Jaemin’s advice. “I guess you’re right, just need to be honest with her and see where things go from there.”

Jaemin smiled encouragingly. “Exactly! Whatever happens, at least you’ll know where you stand. And who knows? It might turn out to be a positive step for both of you.”

Jeno took a deep breath, feeling a bit more resolved. “Thanks, Jaem, I needed that.”

Jaemin grinned. “Anytime, Jeno. You’ve got this. Just be true to yourself, and everything will work out.”

-

A few days later. Soojin comes back knocking on their door.

Jeno looks at Jimin “Can I please ignore her?”

“I can hear you!” Soojin said

He opens the door “Soojin I would beg for you to never come back, what even happened to you and Minki.”

“He went to another girl,” Soojin said

Jimin scoffs “So as soon as I left and you became his main chick he decided to get another side, wow.”

“Soojin you left me, you cheated on me. What makes you think I would crawl back to you after what you've done?! I have a new life and a better one once you leave.”

“Don't you miss the memories we had? This was our house,” Soojin said

“No because those will be replaced with me and Jimin,” Jeno said

“Fine!” She leaves

The door slammed shut behind Soojin, leaving Jeno and Jimin in the quiet aftermath. The weight of the confrontation hung heavy in the air. Jeno took a deep breath, trying to shake off the lingering tension.

“Jeno.” Jimin’s voice cut through the silence, soft yet probing.

Jeno turned to face her, his expression weary. “Yeah?”

Jimin took a step closer, her gaze steady. “What did you mean when you said that your memories with Soojin will be replaced with the ones you’re making with us?”

Jeno hesitated for a brief moment, his heart pounding in his chest as if it were trying to escape. The unexpected words had left him spinning, and now the weight of his words was sinking in. "I... I didn't mean just us as in the two of us together, I meant... finding new meaning and value in what we’re building.”

Jimin’s eyes searched his face, sensing there was more he wanted to say. “And what does that mean for us, Jeno?”

Jeno took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts and feelings. “It means that being with you is becoming incredibly important to me. I never expected to feel this way, but... the more time we spend together, the more I realise how much you mean to me.”

Jimin’s eyes widened slightly, her emotions a mix of surprise and hope. “Jeno, are you saying...?”

Jeno nodded, his voice steady but filled with emotion. “Yeah, Jimin, what we have together, it’s something I want to hold onto. I want to build new memories with you and see where this goes.”

“I- Jeno,”

“I know I’m sorry, I guess in that moment, the truth comes out, I understand if you don't feel the-”

But Jimin didn’t let him finish. She stepped forward, closing the distance between them, and placed a gentle hand on the side of his face. Her eyes searched his, filled with sincerity and affection.

“Jeno,” she said softly, her voice barely a whisper.

Jeno’s breath caught, and he looked at her, his heart racing. He had been about to backpedal, but Jimin’s proximity, her gaze stopped him.

Without another word, Jimin leaned in, The kiss was soft at first, a gentle exploration that conveyed the depth of their emotions. Jimin’s lips were tender against his, her kiss lingering with a sweetness that spoke of both affection and longing.

Jeno’s response was immediate, his arms encircling her waist, drawing her closer. The kiss deepened, becoming more fervent as their feelings poured out through their touch. The world around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the sensation of their shared intimacy.

Jimin’s fingers threaded into Jeno’s hair, pulling him nearer as she pressed her lips more firmly against his. The kiss was now charged with a passionate intensity, it was a moment of pure connection, where their unspoken feelings and hopes were expressed through their embrace.

When they finally pulled away, both of them were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other’s. Jimin’s eyes were soft and reassuring. “I’ve been feeling the same way, Jeno. I just didn’t know how to say it either.”

Jeno’s gaze softened, his eyes searching Jimin’s with a mixture of vulnerability and earnestness. “I don’t want you to move out,” he said quietly, his voice carrying a weight of sincerity.

“A-and I’m sorry, I- I just want to be with you, be near you, Im so often out of the country that I don't know where else to find you besides here…”

“Of course, I can't force you, it is your decision and you said that you found a place, I overstepped.”

“Thanks for telling me,” Jimin says

“I have found a place, but I’ll tell them that someone else can have it,” She said

Jeno’s face lit up with a mix of relief and hope. “You mean you’ll stay?”

Jimin nodded, her eyes warm. “Yes, I want to stay. I realised that what we have here is something worth keeping. I’ll let them know I’ve changed my mind about the place.”

Jeno stepped closer, his voice full of gratitude. “Thank you, Jimin. I’m really glad.”

Jimin smiled, her gaze steady. “Let’s just take things one step at a time. We’ll figure this out together.”

Jeno’s smile widened, feeling more at ease. “Absolutely. I’m looking forward to it.”

-

Jeno drives Jimin to the airport, I mean that's where he works.

“I'll see you on Thursday?” Jeno said

“Yeah,”

“Text me once you reach,” Jeno said

“Will do,” Jimin hugs him before walking to her colleagues

“Oh god did you see Ms Yu with her husband!”

“Urgh yes!? Literally visuals AHH!” The students talk

Jimin overhears, laughing.

-

On their way to the Sakura trees, Jimin’s group of students finds themselves in a quaint park. While exploring, Yuri, one of Jimin’s students, trips and injures her ankle

As Jimin continues to assist, Yuri expresses her worry. She says, “I’m sorry, Ms Yu, I remember you telling us you wanted to see the Sakura trees.” The concern in her voice reflects her frustration that her teacher’s plans had been disrupted

Jimin, offering a reassuring smile, responds, “Hey, it’s okay. What matters is that you’re okay and safe.” Her calm demeanour and kind words help ease the girl’s anxiety

-

This is the last night of the Senior’s trip

Jimin decides to join her class campfire

“Hi everyone, enjoying yourself?” She asked, taking a seat next to a student

“Yup, totally I cannot believe today is the last night,” A student said

“Yeah after tomorrow I will have to start planning on what assignment I should give,” Jimin said

“Aw, Ms Yu!” The students protest

She laughs

“Ms. Yu, since you’re married—”

“I am not married,” Jimin interrupts. “I am pursuing someone.”

The students exchanged glances, and then looked back at their teacher. “Tell us the story or we won’t believe it.”

Jimin rolls her eyes and sighs. “The cat’s out of the bag anyway, so… me and this guy met at the altar.”

“AHH, SO IT’S THAT GUY!”

“Shh, quiet down. Yes, it is the guy I went viral with,” Jimin said

The students buzz with excitement, remembering the video of their teacher stopping a wedding. Jimin chuckles at their reactions and continues, “So, we had a bit of a dramatic start, but it’s been quite a journey since then.”

“We continue to meet at unexpected places; we even met overseas. So, kids, you might cringe at this, but fate does exist.”

“Are you guys dating?!” one student asks eagerly

“Please, please say you are!” another chimes in

“Nope,” Jimin replies, causing the students to groan. “We did confess our feelings, but this trip kind of put things on hold.”

“Ms. Yu, don’t blame it on this trip!” one of the students protests

Jimin laughs and shakes her head. “It’s not just the trip. We’re figuring things out, and right now, this is where we are.”

“I hope he asks you to be his ‘G word,’” one student says with a wink

“Well then, tell me your stories,” Ms. Yu pouts. “It’s a little unfair. And if you tell me who your crush is, I might just change the seat arrangements for next semester.”

Suddenly, the students start raising their hands, eager to share their secrets and stories.

Jimin laughs and starts calling on them, “Okay, okay, don’t get too excited. You’re all seniors, so you’d better be writing essays, not just love letters, alright?” Jimin says with a playful smile

The students laugh and nod, the mood light and cheerful as they start sharing their own stories and crushes.

Note: I love it when my lecturers talk about their significant other. How their eyes sparkle! Especially when they have kids too aww okay anyway.

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Jimin: Hey Jen!

I'll be back tomorrow, you'll be overseas right?

Jeno: Yeah, Japan actually😅

Jimin: Oh? HAHAH

I didn’t get to see the Sakura trees, I had some stuff I had to deal with in my class🥲

Jeno: Aww I’m sorry about that Min

Jimin: But hey they’re safe, that’s what matters

Jeno: Hmm, I see you on Sunday then.

Jimin: Yeah

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“Hey Jeno?”

“Yeah?”

“Wanna switch flights?” “Why?”

“It's been a long time since I went to Japan, I kinda want to go there.”

“Sorry man I have to collect some stuff, I've booked my timings.”

“Oh well okay, I- I'll see who else could.”

Jeno has planned on collecting some Sakura petals as a gesture knowing she missed the chance to see the Sakura trees, he presents her with a jar filled with delicate cherry blossom petals.

“I know you didn’t get to see the Sakurawhile you were in Japan,” Jeno says softly, holding out the jar. “So I wanted to bring a bit of that beauty to you.”

Jimin’s eyes light up as she takes the jar, touched by the thoughtful gesture. The petals inside are a soft pink, capturing the essence of the blossoms she missed.

Jeno then takes a deep breath and looks at her with a hopeful expression. “And I have one more question to ask. Will you be my girlfriend?”

That was what he had planned for

However,

As Jeno walks back to his hotel room in Japan, he’s carrying the jar of cherry blossom petals he’s collected for Jimin. The streets are bustling with activity, but something catches his attention—an enormous TV screen outside a nearby newsstand.

The screen flashes a breaking news alert: “Breaking News: There has been a serious accident involving a class of 40 students in Korea.”

Jeno’s heart drops as he reads the headline. His breath catches, and he instinctively stops, staring at the screen in shock. The broadcast continues with details about the accident and updates on the condition of the students, including Jimin.

Without hesitation, Jeno's thoughts race to Jimin. He quickly pulls out his phone, trying to get in touch with her and the hospital for more information.

Determined to be there for her, Jeno makes arrangements to return to Korea as soon as possible, his mind set on being by her side and ensuring she gets the support she needs.

As Jeno rushes through the airport, the jar of cherry blossom petals tightly clutched in his hand, he feels a growing sense of urgency and anxiety. At the security checkpoint, the jar attracts immediate attention.

The security personnel, eyeing the jar with suspicion, ask Jeno numerous questions. “What’s in the jar?” one of them inquires.

“These petals are from the Sakura tree,” Jeno explains. “I collected them for my girlfriend.”

The security team exchanges uncertain glances, deliberating over the request. “We have strict rules about organic materials,” one officer says

“Please just one petal,” He pleaded

After a brief discussion, they allow Jeno to keep just a single petal, while the rest of the petals are confiscated for further inspection. Jeno accepts the decision with a heavy heart, grateful to retain at least a small part of his carefully prepared gift.

With the single petal safely tucked away, Jeno proceeds to his gate, his thoughts focused on getting to Jimin as quickly as possible.

Jeno arrives back in Korea, his heart heavy with worry for Jimin.

He rushes to the hospital, using the information he gathered from the news articles to navigate his way through the busy corridors. The petal, wrapped delicately in tissue, feels like a fragile representation of his heart and his longing to be by her side.

When he reaches Jimin’s room, he finds her resting but awake. The sight of her, though injured, is a relief. Jeno approaches her bedside, holding out the wrapped petal with a tender expression.

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” he says softly. “I brought this from Japan. I wanted to bring you a whole jar of petals, but I could only keep this one. It’s wrapped in tissue.”

Jimin’s eyes well up as she takes in the gesture. “Thank you for coming, never thought I’d see you,” She said

She wipes the tears “And thank you for this, I'll keep it even if it dies.”

With a shaky voice, he says “Just focus on getting better,” He takes her hand, caressing it

“I’ll be here for you, no matter what.” Jeno that day had decided he could not do a confession, his heart broke seeing her in that state.

-

A month later

Jimin stands in front of her classroom, now decorated with colourful banners and heartfelt messages for Teachers' Day. The atmosphere is filled with a sense of celebration, but her thoughts are heavy.

She looks at her students, all now fully healed. The accident had left some with minor injuries and others with more serious ones. It had deeply troubled her, not only because she couldn’t protect them but also because of the looming fear of potential lawsuits from their parents.

“Students,” she begins, her voice steady but filled with emotion, “I’m so glad to be your teacher. Seeing all of you here today, healthy and strong, means the world to me.”

The students listen attentively, their expressions a mix of gratitude and admiration.

Jimin continues, “Let’s make the most of the next three months before your exams start. We’ll work hard together, support each other, and make sure you’re all prepared.”

Her words are met with enthusiastic nods and smiles. The students appreciate her dedication and the encouragement she offers, knowing that despite the challenges, she remains committed to their success.

-

“Jimin,” Jeno calls her name from outside

“Min,” His eyes soften when he sees her “What are you doing? Shouldn't you be asleep, that's what you always tell your students.”

“Yeah but, I'm not even a student but I'm stressed out for them,” Jeno kisses her something they've grown accustomed to

“And Jeno I've been wanting to” Jimin gets a call

“It's one of my students, they probably need help with a question,” Jimin’s question was left in the air

“I’ll be right back,” She said

As Jimin takes the call, Jeno walks out of the room, giving her space to handle the situation.

-

Today was the last day of the SATs, Jimin is left stressed but as she walked out of the school she sees Jeno

“Oh? Jeno?”

“Hi, I’ve prepared something as celebratory you’re finally free from stress!”

“Yeah agree, I hope next year I don’t get seniors,” She laughs as they get into his car

As Jeno and Jimin enter their house, the soft glow of the evening lights creates a warm and inviting atmosphere. The room is elegantly decorated, enhancing the romantic mood of their getaway.

Jeno closes the door behind them, his gaze locking onto Jimin's. He steps closer to her, his hands reaching out to gently push her back against the wall. The intimacy of the moment heightens as their bodies press close together.

"I've been waiting for this," Jeno murmurs, his voice low and filled with emotion. His hands begin to explore, tracing a delicate path from her jawline to her neck, and then down to her collarbone. Each touch is slow and deliberate, savouring the connection between them.

Jimin closes her eyes, her breath hitching slightly at the sensation of his touch. She leans into him, feeling the warmth of his hands against her skin. Her heart races, and she tilts her head slightly, offering him more of her neck as she enjoys the gentle caress.

Jeno's fingers continue their gentle exploration, his touch both tender and passionate. He leans in, brushing his lips against her skin with soft, lingering kisses.

Jeno kisses Jimin, almost trying to invite her to do more. Her dress cascades off her. He takes it in, admiring her, lust in his eyes.

This time, Jimin took the lead, her hands working skillfully on his tie and then his collared shirt.

Their breaths mingle as Jimin trails her fingers on his abs. He takes her hand, placing it around his neck, The kiss they share is deeper now, filled with the intensity of their feelings. They move together in a dance of intimacy his bed.

“I've been wanting this, but there's something which I wanted ever since you gave me your petals,” Jimin said, breaths heavy

Jeno stops “Can we be official Jeno? We kissed and now this, it just bothers me that we haven't put a label on us…”

“You beat me to it,” Jeno said as he leaned on the headboard

“I planned to ask you when I come back from Japan, but,” He caresses the scar she had on her leg from the plane accident

“I knew it was a bad time, what mattered was your recovery and then SATs came in, you were stressed for your students…”

He took a deep breath, looking into her eyes with a mixture of hope and resolve. “Will you be my girlfriend, Yu Jimin?”

Jimin’s eyes softened “Yeah…” she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. She kissed him again, more passionately this time. The act of placing a label on their relationship made it official, and both of them felt a profound sense of completeness.

-

The morning light gently filters through the curtains of Jeno’s room, casting a soft, golden hue over the space. Jeno and Jimin lie nestled together on his bed, their bodies intertwined beneath the crisp white sheets.

As the first rays of sunlight touch Jeno’s face, he stirs awake. He blinks a few times, taking in the serene sight of Jimin sleeping peacefully beside him. Her hair is splayed out on the pillow, and her expression is calm. He smiles, feeling a deep sense of happiness and gratitude.

Jeno gently brushes a strand of hair away from Jimin’s face. He leans in to press a soft kiss to her forehead, savouring the warmth and closeness of the moment.

Jimin stirs slightly, her eyes fluttering open. She meets Jeno’s gaze with a sleepy, yet joyful smile. “Good morning,” she murmurs, her voice still hushed from sleep.

“Good morning,” Jeno replies softly. “Did you sleep well?”

Jimin slowly stretches and then quickly covers herself with the blanket as she realizes that her bare chest is exposed and the sunlight is seeping through the blinds. "Don't tell me we did it with the blinds open?!" she exclaims with surprise.

Jeno chuckles softly. “I guess we did. I suppose we were a bit too excited, huh?”

Jimin laughs nervously. “I hope no one saw us.”

“They probably enjoyed it,” Jeno teases, earning a playful slap on the arm from Jimin.

“It was at night anyway,” She replies, shaking her head with a smile. “And we’re on the 24th floor.”

Jeno nods, a gentle smile playing on his lips. “I slept wonderfully. It’s hard not to when I wake up next to you.”

Jimin pushes him lightly

Jeno smiles, pulling her by her bare waist, closer into his embrace. “I’m glad. I’ve loved every moment of it too.”

They lie there for a few more minutes, simply enjoying each other’s presence. Jeno’s fingers gently trace patterns on Jimin’s back, and Jimin rests her head on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart.

He kisses her gently. “We should do this more often.”

Jimin playfully rolls her eyes. “I won’t be able to walk, and we both have jobs, babe.” She emphasises the word babe with a teasing grin.

Jeno chuckles softly, his arms tightening around her. “Fair point. But I’m definitely looking forward to our next.”

“Definitely not now,” Jimin says, picking up the pile of clothes scattered from last night. As she puts on her bra, she glances over at him.

“Oh, come on, Min,” Jeno says with a playful smirk. “I’ve seen you, no need to cover up.”

Jimin laughs, shaking her head. “You’re hopeless.”

Eventually, they get up, and Jimin heads to the kitchen to make breakfast. Jeno follows her, wrapping his arms around her from behind. He rests his chin on her shoulder, a contented sigh escaping him. “You smell so good,” he says, kissing her clothed shoulder.

As they sit together, Jeno reaches for Jimin’s hand. “You know,” he says, “this has been amazing, I’m really looking forward to all the adventures we’ll share in the future.”

Jimin squeezes his hand and smiles. “Me too, I’m excited about what’s to come.”

-

[larz-barz]

I'm not sure if you're taking requests but can I please ask for the hashira but how would they react to kianna komori

* in this alternate timeline she becomes a hashira*

And how would they react to her being a vampire

By the way you can find her info on my page here on Tumblr and you don't have to take this request if you don't want to

oooo this is rlly intriguing!! she’s rlly rlly pretty hehe:3

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The hashiras’ thoughts on Kianna

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Warning(s)/info: I didn’t read much on Kianna since i’m sleepy but i wanna get this out for you before my break tmr, i’m sorry if it sucks for this reason😣, Kianna is @nunezs-stuff’s oc:3

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Giyuu:

He’d be able to tell that Kianna isn’t a demon, but he’d find it quite interesting that she’s a vampire. He’d be curious to find out more about Kianna, but he won’t talk to her out of fear of forming a bond with her and then losing her.

Mitsuri:

She’d be so excited about Kianna being a vampire! She would definitely just think that’s the coolest thing ever! When she’d notice how reserved Kianna is she might try to get her out of her shell and she’d want to be friends with her!

Shinobu:

She would be confused and intrigued by Kianna. Shinobu might see if she could take some of Kianna’s blood so she could run tests on it. She’d find Kianna’s vampirism very interesting but I don’t know if they’d form a bond considering Kianna’s personality seems similar to Giyuu’s.

Gyomei:

He would think of her as a poor soul, sensing all of the turmoil and suffering in her. He would offer her the opportunity to talk to him about what’s bothering her on several occasions. He’d find her interesting but he wouldn’t want to let that be at the forefront of his mind since he wants to help her through her problems.

Sanemi:

He’d be angered by her lack of showing emotions like Giyuu. At first he might jump to conclusions and think that she’s a demon, but he might be a little more chill when he realizes she’s not one.

Rengoku:

He’d be so intrigued by her! This ball of sunshine would want to find out everything he could about vampirism! He’d be talking to her every chance he’d get no matter if she’d be responding to him or not.

Obanai:

He’d avoid her since she’s a girl. Otherwise he finds her vampirism interesting but he’s not too eager to find out more.

Tengen:

While he may not find her personality flashy, he thinks it’s so flashy and awesome that she’s a vampire!

Muichiro:

He probably wouldn’t notice her much before getting his memories back but after that he’d find her interesting and he might want to learn more about her.

~the end~

sorry if this is bad- i’m tired;-;

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Progress Update

30th April 2024

Welcome back, everyone. I'm doing this today BCS I dunno if I'm feeling like it tmr morning. So lets review April.

What got done in April: Besides finally releasing chapter 8 and being very happy about how it turned out. I also got a job, can u imagine? someone is paying me to do silly little tasks on my computer. ill be financially stable in no time.

What didn't get done in April: Imma be honest, I haven't written since the day of the update, so my 10k goal is out of the window. there are a lot of different reasons why, after completing multiple art commissions by my friends (to support me in paying for my rent and groceries), I got into a bad mental health week, where I was so exhausted from doing those commissions (I enjoyed creating art for my friends but being forced to take compensation for it is what made me depressed), combined with regular artists financial struggles- I hadn't the energy to write or think much about the game. Then I started training for my new job, and it's also mentally exhausting (the job is fine, the training itself is exhausting). These arent meant as excuses or to defend myself for why I haven't kept up with what I wanted to, but I'm trying to be very honest about my progression and general situation, so people can look into these logs and understand why I slowed down, not BCS I have to keep yall informed, but BCS I want to.

Plans for March: Get insanely rich with my first paycheck. I'll be in direct training for most of the month, so actually writing might take a backseat for a moment, or only be reserved for my days off, or very productive days (as I'm working at nights). I'll set my goal much lower this month, maybe around 5 - 7,5k line, to give myself some more slack and feel like I'm actually accomplishing my goal.

Fun april stats underneath

No, I will never find one coherent way of doing these progress updates. Words written: 7986 avg hours slept per day: 12

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[barbozari]

I will pause my LAEZELMANCER WEEK post tmr til beg. of next month due to heavy work at my office(I hate month end closing period😭).

Therefore, Day 5-6's artwork will be posted next week instead, and Day 7(free style)I will reserve for my Lae’zel model painting photo.✨But I’m not sure when I could finished painting, probably a month. 😅

Anyway Thank you so much everyone for following my work, for reposting, liking, and commenting! I've read all the comments and I'm very happy.

Please continue to follow along until Day 7! 🥰❤️

[flapjacs]

I wanna play 1.6 but we have a dinner reservation in 2 hours and I know I'm gonna play til 0600 tmr

[figula]

hello

having a bit of a strug with a baby trans woman who has like REALLY imprinted onto me as some kind of guiding force of womanhood (awful notion but i also fully understand it so im not mad or angry just like it makes me a bit uncomfortable) + im finding it like a bit overwhelming bc i really dont have much emotional energy as is atm for obvious reasons so like i know im gonna have to say something (very kindly!!! bc she is so innocent in this + it's literally not her fault at all) but argh im actually so fucking bad at this kind of thing when i actually like the person in question :( it's sooo much easier if they're horrible

was sooo sleepy all day, i had planned on getting a bunch of wig work done this weekend but i just rly haven't... oh well

decided where to get my hair cut this week (probs wednesday) - i was going to go tmr but they are closed on mondays wat... and tina (!!) is on tuesday so im leaving that day otherwise free for general contemplation lol

had really really good sex w/ ben this weekend + i was thinking in the shower about new relationships vs long-term rships + how like new rships are kind of exciting etc but that i actually wouldnt trade what me and ben have now for all the butterflies in any butterfly farm. then i went in and told him this bc im trying to be more demonstrative + also practising for the wedding when i will have to do like PDA. ben's response was literally like "are you ok??? do you think im going to leave you???" SCREAM :( (i tell him i love him allll the time ftr im just naturally a bit more reserved interpersonally than i think i might seem on here lol like i dont really like saying really emotional stuff!! even to the love of my life!!!!) anyway i was just thinking how like the sex in particular has only got better the longer we've been together + how im excited to see where the rest of our lives take us. not just sexually just you know. generally

ben also made me laugh so fucking much the other night when we were watching tiktok videos + we were doing one of those stupid "which one of these would your partner prefer!!" slideshows + he was so appalled by all my food choices for him that he was like "no that's it, we're eating out more, you give me the worst possible options" and writing it down it sounds so unfunny but i was like absolutely cackling at his indignation at my picks omg also, wedding bullshit under the cut, for people who either dont care or are ideologically opposed (correctly)

i paid the final venue payment this eve w/ that money my mum sent me, it was painful to do it lmao but that's done now, knocked a significant chunk off the "to pay" column. think we'll be fine now, ben's got some savings, i still have a decent chunk of money left, im just paranoid that there will be some other random hidden costs that pop up at some point. anyway we're def not going into any debt for it

we wrote our vows today (in like, 10 min) + submitted our ceremonies guidelines to the council. i was a big nuisance while ben was writing his + kept being like "are u crying yet?" then i read his and cried :( lol :( i know a lot of people keep them secret but i think we cba about this one bc we had to upload them to the council website anyway so it would have been a massive hassle to keep them secret. think ben's plan is to do a speech later that im not allowed to see beforehand tho