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The GMMTV Kissing Multiverse, an Update

EDITED: Hey everyone - update posted here! Follow along with all updates at the tag here

Hello everyone! Thank you all for your help with the GMMTV Kissing Multiverse project so far. I thought I would give an update.

The first draft is here.

Rules

Must be lip to lip contact

Must be shown on screen in a GMMTV tv series (no kisses from ads, promotional content, etc.)

Poll Update

I enlisted all of your help deciding if the WaiKorn sorta kiss from the Bad Buddy x ATOTS Our Skyy 2 episodes actually involved lip touching and if the HeartLiMing kiss from Moonlight Chicken should be included.

The results are in: you voted that Jimmy and Drake's lips do NOT touch, therefore their kiss will be NOT be counted in this project. The HeartLiMing poll resulted in an exact tie (!!!) so I am here to be the tie breaker - upon careful review, if we don't see the lips touch, the kiss doesn't count (I think that will be easier for decision-making in the long run). Therefore, the HeartLiMing kiss will NOT be counted in this project. Thanks everyone for participating!

Breakdown by Show

So far, I have looked at 47 individual shows (in brackets is the short-form I've been using):

A Boss and a Babe (ABAAB): Book/Force, Fluke Pusit/Ohm Thipakorn

An Eye for an Eye (AEDAE): Dao Phimthong/Ohm

A Tale of a Thousand Stars (ATOTS): Earth/Mix

Bad Buddy (BB): Nanon/Ohm

Be My Favourite (BMF): Gawin/Krist

'Cause You're My Boy (CYMB): Drake/Frank

Cupid's Last Wish (CLW): Earth/Mix

Dark Blue Kiss (DBK): New/Tay, Gawin/Pod

Dirty Laundry (DL): Film/Nanon

Double Savage (DS): Film/Ohm, Film/Perth

Enchante: Book/Force

Enigma: Prim/Namtan, Prim/Win

F4: Bright/Tu

Friendzone: AJ/Plustor, Nat/Singto, Plustor/Singto, Aye/Apple

Fish Upon the Sky (FUTS): Phuwin/Pond, Louis/Neo

He's Coming to Me (HCTM): Ohm/Singto, Ohm/Gigie

Hidden Agenda (HA): Dunk/Joong

Mama Gogo (MMGG): Drake/Ciize, Joss/Gigie, Lee/Cris

Midnight Museum (MM): Bright/Pat Chayani, Nanon/View

Moonlight Chicken (MLC): Earth/Mix, Earth/Papang, First/Mix

My Dear Loser (MDL): Namtan/Sing

My School President (MSP): Fourth/Gemini, Satang/Winny

Never Let Me Go (NLMG): Chimon/Phuwin, Phuwin/Pond

Not Me (NM): Film/Gun, Film/Mond, First/Gawin, Gun/Off

Only Friends (OF): so far... Drake/Neo, Neo/Mark Pakin, Book/Force [only counting the ones we have seen so far - so this is going to change!!]

P.S. I Hate You (PS IHY): Guy Sivakorn/Papang, Jan/Lee, Jan/Pearwah

Star in my Mind (SIMM): Dunk/Joong, Dunk/Pepper

Sky in your Heart (SIYH): Mek/Mark Jiruntanin

Slam Dunk: Drake/Sing

SOTUS: Krist/Singto

The Eclipse (Eclipse): First/Khaotung, Louis/Neo

The Gifted (Gifted): Namtan/Lee

The Jungle (Jungle): Krist/Lee, Krist/Lookjun, Lee/Mook, Lookjun/Off, Mild/Nanon, Nanon/Punpun

The Player (Player): Chimon/Namtan

The Shipper (Shipper): First/Ohm, First/Prigkhing

Theory of Love (TOL): Gun/Off, Gun/Boom, Nok/Off

Turn Left Turn Right (TLTR): Nanon/Puimek

Tonhon Chonlatee (Tonhon): Khaotung/Pod

UMG: Nanon/Namtam

Vice Versa (VV): Jimmy/Sea

Warp Effect (Warp): Ciize/Sing, Fluke Pusit/Gigie, Fluke Pusit/Thor, Gigie/Guy Sivakorn, Jan/Silvy, Mark Pakin/Best, New/Fah, New/Fluke Pusit, New/Gigie, New/Silvy

Waterboyy: Earth/New

2gether: Bright/Win

Still 2gether: Bright/Win, Mike/Toptap

3 Will Be Free (3WBF): Joss/Tay, Joss/Mild, Mild/Tay

55:15 Never Too Late (55:15): Arm/View, Khaotung/Pawin

10 Year Ticket (10 YT): Ohm/Tu

Breakdown by actor

I currently have 66 actors whose kisses I have recorded (a moment of thought for Aou, Gunsmile, and White who are listed on my spreadsheet but don't actually have any kisses listed yet).

Men

AJ: Plustor (Friendzone)

Arm: View (55:15)

Book: Force (ABAAB, Enchante, OF)

Bright: Tu (F4), Pat Chayani (MM), Win (2gether)

Chimon: Phuwin (NLMG), Namtan (Player)

Drake: Frank (CYMB), Ciize (MMGG), Neo (OF)

Dunk: Joong (HA, SIMM), Pepper (SIMM)

Earth: Mix (ATOTS, CLW, MLC), Papang (MLC), New (Waterboyy)

First: Mix (MLC), Gawin (NM), Khaotung (Eclipse), Ohm (Shipper), Prigkhing (Shipper)

Fluke Gawin: Krist (BMF), Pod (DBK), First (NM)

Fluke Pusit: Ohm Thipakorn (ABAAB), Thor (Warp), Gigie (Warp), New (Warp)

Force: Book (ABAAB, Enchante, OF)

Fourth: Gemini (MSP)

Gemini: Fourth (MSP)

Gun: Film (NM), Off (NM, TOL), Boom (TOL)

Guy Sivakorn: Papang (P.S. IHY), Gigie (Warp)

Jimmy: Sea (VV)

Joong: Dunk (HA, SIMM)

Joss: Gigie (MMGG), Mild (3WBF), Tay (3WBF)

Khaotung: First (Eclipse), Pod (Tonhon), Pawin (55:15)

Krist: Gawin (BMF), Singto (SOTUS), Lee (Jungle), Lookjun (Jungle)

Lee: Cris (MMGG), Jan (P.S. IHY), Namtan (Gifted), Krist (Jungle), Mook (Jungle)

Louis: Neo (FUTS, Eclipse)

Mark Pakin: Neo (OF), Best (Warp)

Mark Jiruntanin: Mek (SIYH)

Mek: Mark Jiruntanin (SIYH)

Mike: Toptap (2gether)

Mix: Earth (ATOTS, CLW, MLC), First (MLC)

Nanon: Ohm (BB), Film (DL), View (MM), Mild (Jungle), Punpun (Jungle), Puimek (TLTR), Namtan (UMG)

Neo: Louis (FUTS, Eclipse), Drake (OF), Mark Pakin (OF)

New: Tay (DBK), Fah (Warp), Fluke Pusit (Warp), Gigie (Warp), Silvy (Warp)

Off: Gun (NM, TOL), Lookjun (Jungle), Nok (TOL)

Ohm Thipakorn: Fluke Pusit (ABAAB)

Ohm: Dao Phimthong (AEFAE), Nanon (BB), Film (DS), Singto (HCTM), Gigie (HCTM), First (Shipper), Tu (10 YT)

Papang: Earth (MLC), Guy Sivakorn (P.S. IHY)

Pawin: Khaotung (55:15)

Pepper: Dunk (SIMM)

Phuwin: Pond (FUTS, NLMG), Chimon (NLMG)

Pod: Gawin (DBK), Khaotung (Tonhon)

Pond: Phuwin (FUTS, NLMG)

Satang: Winny (MSP)

Sea: Jimmy (VV)

Sing: Namtan (MDL), Drake (Slam Dunk), Ciize (Warp)

Singto: Nat (Friendzone), Plustor (Friendzone), Ohm (HCTM), Krist (SOTUS)

Tay: New (DBK), Joss (3WBF), Mild (3WBF)

Thor: Fluke Pusit (Warp)

Toptap: Mike (2gether)

Win: Prim (Enigma), Bright (2gether)

Winny: Satang (MSP)

Women

Aye: Apple (Friendzone)

Best: Mark Pakin (Warp)

Ciize: Drake (MMGG), Sing (Warp)

Cris: Lee (MMGG)

Fah: New (Warp)

Film: Nanon (DL), Ohm (DS), Perth (DS), Gun (NM), Mond (NM)

Gigie: Ohm (HCTM), Joss (MMGG), Fluke Pusit (Warp), Guy Sivakorn (Warp), New (Warp)

Jan: Lee (P.S. IHY), Pearwah (P.S. IHY), Silvy (Warp)

Lookjun: Off (Jungle), Krist (Jungle)

Mild: Nanon (Jungle), Joss (3WBF), Tay (3WBF)

Mook: Lee (Jungle)

Namtan: Prim (Enigma), Sing (MDL), Lee (Gifted), Chimon (Player), Nanon (UMG)

Prigkhing: First (Shipper)

Prim: Namtan (Enigma), Win (Enigma)

Silvy: Jan (Warp), New (Warp)

Tu: Bright (F4), Ohm (10 YT)

View: Nanon (MM), Arm (55:15)

Figures and Discussion Section

Our leaders as of now for "most different pairs kissing in one show" are:

Warp Effect (10 pairs)

The Jungle (5 pairs)

Friendzone and Not Me (4 pairs)

Only Friends (3 pairs [so far 👀])

Mama Gogo, Moonlight Chicken, P.S. I Hate You, and 3 Will Be Free (3 pairs)

2. Jojo has an... outsized impact on the number of kissing pairs. He directed 5 of the top 9 shows with the most different kissing pairs - and roughly 17% of all the shows analyzed - but his shows contain about 30% of kisses present in the data set (note: I am just looking at kissing pair iterations here not at unique kissing pairs, e.g., Phuwin/Pond are a pair in two shows (once in a Jojo show and once in a non-Jojo show), so they are counted twice. Otherwise I would have to think about in what show/under which director a kissing pair first originated, how many different shows/directors they've kissed under... this section is mostly a quick exercise in showing how Jojo has a lot of different kissers in his shows so I'm not trying to be that statistically accurate.)

The median number of "different kissing pairs per show" of a Jojo show is 3.38, compared to a median of only 1.69 "different kissing pairs per show" in non-Jojo shows.

3. There were more same gender kissing pairs than mixed gender kissing pairs, though not by much. This may also reflect the data set used (I know I am more familiar with QLs than het GMMTV shows)

4. Our leaders for actors with the "most kissing partners" so far are:

Nanon (7 people)

Ohm (6 people)

First, Lee, New, Film, Gigie, and Namtan (5 people each)

Krist, and Fluke Pusit (4 people)

Bright, Drake, Earth, Fluke Gawin, Gun, Joss, Khaotung, Neo, Off, Sing, Tay, Jan, and Mild (3 people each)

Bonus! Which of the GMMTV boys has kissed the most men?

First and Singto are tied for the win (4 each)

Then Earth, Fluke Gawin, Khaotung, Krist, Neo, and Ohm (3 each)

Then Drake, Dunk, Fluke Pusit, Gun, Mix, New, Papang, Phuwin, and Tay (2 each)

Thanks to all those who contributed!!: @airenyah, @alsoran, @bengiyo, @burnmyself, @catboykacchan, @catsundmaus, @chickenstrangers, @crowie, @dribs-and-drabbles, @jeonghanurl, @kpinhiding, @lurkingshan, @maibpenrai, @nieves-de-sugui, @non-binarypal7, @sollucets, @userneos, @tiistirtipii, @waitmyturtles, @williamrikers, @zeesqueere

and @blmpff asked to be tagged in updates!

#gmmtv multiverse #kissing multiverse #still accepting submissions if you see anything I've forgotten from GMMTV's long history #and stay tuned for how Only Friends changes things...

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placeinthisworld · 2 months

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just curious what you mean about your idol becoming what she used to sing about? what do you think has changed? no hate just genuinely curious

i feel like over the years her music has become more jaded, less personable more targeted. she used to sing about her experiences and feelings more generally and therefore held more interest bc of the relatability aspect of her songs. like for all the ogs which i may still listen to she had so much intent in the songwriting. like, as a teenager i never went through a breakup (still haven’t?) so i could never relate to her breakup songs in a traditional way- but the way she would write about her feelings would still feel relatable to me enough to help me through different situations.

i feel like now she writes to complete and album. she knows she can bullshit something quick is she’s motivated enough. it feels like midnights was a first draft- like it was never edited and perfected it was just written, recorded and produced. done.

i also feel like her fanbase has a lot to do with it. i think when folklore was released, she had disappeared from the spotlight long enough for the general public to forget why they were so against her to begin with. i think taylor made her dating life a main highlight in her career (whether that was on purpose is another debate), so when she got with joe and went private for a bit the general public weren’t being plastered w ts/ bf gossip and sightings to annoy them and remind them of her “serial dater” reputation. and when folklore came out it was purely about the album and not the relationship that influenced the album bc it was “fictional,” and people needed something fun to transfix on when the world was unpredictable and scary bc of covid- which is why everyone and their mom became a swiftie overnight. nobody speculated about what song was about who (i mean swifties did ofc but it wasn’t a world wide thing- it was just rocking out to august). the internet definitely shifted during this time and it feels like everyone became chronically online.

long story short: i feel like taylor is using her songwriter and platform as a weapon. she knows her fans are weirdly cult like and notoriously known for being bullies on the internet, and that they’ll buy and believe anything she says. i think everyone will be expecting a folklore- likeness to ttpd but i think it’ll be a cheap way of blowing over her relationship with joe and changing the narrative for rep tv. overall it just feels like all of her songwriter is so personal to her life and her relationships it’s not relatable anymore, her words don’t have the impact they once did. everything feels tailored to her life specifically and it’s more of a show for swifties to make pick up easter eggs for clout on the internet. like she knows what she’s doing with ttpd, we all know.

it’s evident in the way she markets herself, it’s evident in the lack of marketing of her albums. she knows her fans will promote it for her. no lead single, no real description of the album or anything. hundreds of dollars of encouraged preorders for something you don’t even know if you’ll like until you buy it. fucked with umg to try to return it if you don’t. fomo if you missed out on an “exclusive” or “limited” item.

also just the whole miss americana thing she’s ignoring. we all heard her. she said she wanted to be on the right side of history. yet here she is politically silent as always- besides that one time in 2020 when she coincidentally had something to release….

(also unrelated….but like the taylor overexposure is real. i love that she’s interested in doing different things but i wish she would prioritize quality over quantity. it feels like she’s rushing through everything to get to the next one. i just wish she would care more about her art than breaking records and being #1/ talked about constantly. it just feels very….narcissistic? like girlie you’re a billionaire and youre still in your early thirties what are you trying to do??? be the first person to sing on the moon like??? when is it Enough for her?)

#answered #anonymous #anon #like ‘i’ll never change but i’ll never stay the same either’ bullshit just bullshit #you changed as soon as you realized how to have your cake and eat it too girlie

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here-to-read-and-write · 5 months

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Umg umg umg, i hope you would like this request 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I have two to shared but you could choose one 🥺 (bruhhhh, i hope my English is good enough to be understood)

1. (NSFW) Reader had some injured in the past about their jaw that they can't open their mouth widely (just about 2.5 to 3cm). When they try to eat a quite big cumcuber, they have to bite slowly each pieces and tell others that "I hate this, can't eat something big". When 141 members see it, they immediately have a thought "So how could they take my cock?" even they don't even mean that. What do you think they (141) would react about their thought? I guess Ghost will be really annoyed by his thought 🤣 (anyway i do have that problem so whenever i want to eat a spoon of something, i have to adjust it to fit my mouth @@ that's so pissed off)

2. (SFW) For some reasons reader have to pretend that they betray 141. Maybe they have to make the enemies believe that they're in the enemies' side (reader is a spy, perhap), or you just can choose to not mention it. But reader can't tell 141 to keep their (141) safety. I wish i could know their reaction about reader's betrayal and what if reader's eyes redden or even cry while they try to keep straight face during the betrayal scene 🥺

It’s 1:02 a.m. here, and I was playing Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3. I don’t know what to say, but I am ugly crying. I won’t spoil it for those who haven’t played yet, but my heart got ripped out of my chest. Writing is my only coping mechanism, so I decided to grab my laptop and write for them, for myself, and for those who played it and felt the same way as I did or didn’t.

Well, I well use this opportunity to make amends since I have abandoned writing and we will start with little cuty user, and her requests.

Characters mentioned : John Price - Johnny "Soap" MacTavish - Kyle "Gaz" Garrick - König - Simon "Ghost" Riley - Alejandro Vargas - Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra.

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Tired and hungry were the worst combination at this moment, now that you were finally about to start writing tha damn report. Why did you have to personally write a report?

The report has to be on captain Price's desk today before noon, but as your pen meet the paper, your stomach grumbled louder than a shot gun.

Sighing you stood up, abondonning the idea of ever finishing this report in time. You can't leave your poor stomach empty for the sake of something as foolish as a report, plus you knew captain Price won't scold you much, as long as the report gets to his office before he leaves to his well deserved vacation. You can't wait to eat a fresh meal for yourself and maybe, key word: maybe, leave some for others.

Lost in thoughts you haven't even noticed that you had reach the kitchen. Now here comes the second challenge, actually cooking.

Looking at the small counter, you had one thought, what can you eat? Let's make it more understadable, what can you eat which is easy to cook and you won't have problem chewing? Reminder, you can't open your jaw more than 3 cm.

Well, that will depends, you thought as you opened the fridge to be meet with one lonely tomato, one cucumber, a piece of cheese that no one wanted to eat and nothing more.

Oh, we left to the mission before we could shop!

Groaning in disappointment, you pulled out the three of out. With the issues with your jaw, you can choose either the tomato, the cheese, the cucumber (but it has to be cut into small pieces, and that's too much work!) or you can combine them all to create a tomato-cucumber-cheese salad (You had to fill the void in your stomach somehow and tomato, cucumber or cheese alone won't do it). Unfortunately, as you were about to grabbed the tomato, you noticed two things, it was too soft, mushy, and smelly.

You grimaced, examinating the three items, and the only surviver was cucumber, with the cheese having mold all over it. So, cucumber alone it is, sighing you turned to grab a knife, to at least cut it into smaller pieces, but it seems you wasted all your luck just now.

You facepalmed at the unwashed stack of dishes. You haven't noticed them, with your back facing where they were buried in the sink. They must have been left here when Laswell called for an urgent mission, since no one uses this kitchen except the 1-4-1, you and occasionally, the Mexican boy (Alejandro) and his flowery companion (Rudy) when they visit.

Speaking of the devil, you peered over your shoulder to see the squad chatting as they strolled towards the grand table, between the door and the counter. Their shoulders weren't tensed as it was a few hours ago. They were actually making jokes minus Ghost obviously, but even he have the green aura around him.

Seeing as they were safe to approach, you coughed catching their attention immediately, but before anyone could greet you with a teasing nicknames, you pointed out at the sink.

"I cleaned, the week before, your turn," you pointed at Soap, who's shoulder sank as he teared up, but you knew it was all an act to wiggle his way out, but not this time.

Once he noticed that it wasn't working, he give in and walked towards you, picking on your cheeks before wearing the gloves. Pink gloves, that you purposely brought just to have a good laugh at Ghost, a scary man in hello kitty's gloves. It was the finiest memory you cherished among others.

"Colonel Vargas, Sergeant Major Para," you nodded at the two before greeting the others.

"I asked you too many times to just call me Alejandro, we aren't strangers after all," he grinned as you just nodded, giving up on arguming.

Taking the empty seat between Ghost and Price, you listened to their madone talks as you tried to take on the big boy, cucumber.

Why were cucumbers so big? You though dreadly as you tried to fit it in your mouth, but of course the thing was too big.

"I hate how I can't fit anything big in my mouth," you mumbled but of course, it has to be silence the moment you decided to complain.

You pushed your lips forcefully apart, just enough to not hurt yourself but enough to fit the head of the cucumber in your mouth because there is no way you were going to wait until Soap cleans the dishes, plus you had to go over them. You can trust them with your soul but never in cleaning.

Everyone snapped their head towards you, eyes widen. Their watched how your eyes narrawed as you biten small pieces of the cucumber. They all had one thought in minds, how will their cocks fit in your mouths when you can't fit a cucumber, a mini size.

Price was the first to lean back, and tried to come with a way to train your jaw. He was a patient man, he can start small, few licks here and there. You can started by fitting the head, then slowly you will be able to fit it all in, just right. He licked his lower lip just at the thought of how you, his fierce soldier, will look cute down on your knees just for him.

Gaz and Soap on the other hands had the same though, how will it fit in your mouth, but more of concerned about your safety and comfort, not like Price will force anything upon you but the old man knew better than anyone that you won't resisting once he has his hands on you. They don't mind much, even though they fantasised many time about you gagging around it as you tried to do your best to please them.

For the Mexican boys, same question, and as much they didn't want to have such lewd thoughts of someone they respected. Like the others they didn't mean it. It was out of their controle. The thought was so pleasant, that they have to see it in real life—I mean, They had to test the theory in real life, maybe you can defy your believe, they can help prove yourself wrong and that you take more than just one cock—Uhh, what they mean, darling, is that you shouldn't push yourself too much, you are a valuable memember of 1-4-1 and no one wants you hurt.

König, he was panicked in Germany, Wie werden sie meine glied nehmen können? (How will they be able to take my cock? I don't know the word for cock in germany so don't come at me, please, I just started learning the language!). When I say he was panicking, I mean sweating as he thought of all possibilities that may accure if one day, he couldn't control himself and accidently, slide it on your mouth. He was scared of breaking your poor jaw, he didn't want you to hate him, not when he loved admired you so much.

Ghost was the contrary of them all, he was annoyed, grumbling under his breath like grounded child. How dare you you? How dare not be able to take it? All along the mission, he was holding on, barely, but still holding on his hands to his side and cock in its place just to be able to get you under him once you were all back. He had planned it all. Today, after this little warm hearting meeting with everyone he will slide away and get into your office, knowing you were busy writing your report, and seduce you or whatever, just to get you on your knees, but now you had to tell him you can't take him???? Who are you to decide that?

In conclusion, everyone was in their clouds, imagining and thinking whatever they wanted to do to you while you sobbed in your corner over the still existing void in your stomach.

I am still hungry, you sighed, as you finished your cucumber.

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gretavangroupie · 1 year

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Vigilance: The Outtakes - Plan A

Word count: 3.6k

Pairings: Jake x OC, Sam x Reader

Warnings: 18+ as always, drinking, smoking, language, angst

A/N: Hey! Welcome to Vigilance: The Outtakes! Not everything can make the cut, right? These outtakes will be short snippets of things that we cut from the original story during the editing process, but are still important to the overall storyline and may even provide a bit of background information on previously mentioned plots, characters and themes. These outtakes will not be posted on a schedule, but will be released as we see fit. Keep your eyes peeled you won't want to miss these!

APRIL 2021

JOSH POV

How did I get conned into this? Isn’t this Jake’s band? You pulled your keys from the ignition, and jumped out of the car. You didn’t want to go to this thing. The album didn’t even release for another week, but one of you had to go, and Jake refused. Sam and Daniel had actual excuses, but you? Nothing. So here you were, walking through the loaded parking lot into The Blue Room, ready to leave before you even walked in.

As you downed your tequila soda you found yourself actually having an alright time. You did your duty, and rubbed elbows with your colleagues, talking about the new album and how excited you were for the release next week. Completely unencumbered by your brothers you were able to speak freely on the topic, explaining the ins and outs of the concept uninterrupted. After another drink and some more slightly dull conversation, you made your way to your table depositing your keys and phone before you sat.

The President of UMG spoke at length about the impact all of the new releases would make on the company, and how each artist was important to the overall growth. A load of shit. The newer artists ate it up though, believing every word. You sat back, sipping on your drink as you watched the slideshow presentation of each artist and the new album they would be releasing. Sam would have hated this. You were counting the minutes until you could leave.

As it neared the end, you knew you’d be up at any moment, and right on cue you heard the intro to ‘My Way, Soon’ and a photo of the album appeared on the screen. You stood with your drink, and motioned to the room as they acknowledged your work. As the applause concluded, your eyes caught on someone. You took your seat, and tried to focus in on her, trying to place her face when it hit you. Y/N?

No. Surely it couldn’t be. She is still in Michigan. Then, she's gone from your line of sight. Convincing yourself that it couldn't be her, you moved on with the night, but in the back of your mind you still had a nagging feeling. You discreetly grab your phone from the table, pulling it down underneath the table as you pull up your texts. Jake. Wait, no. Bad idea. Would Sam know if she moved? Do they even talk anymore? No. I shouldn’t do this.

You put your phone in your pocket but quickly remember Instagram. You type her name into the search bar, only to be met with a notification that you were blocked. Oh. You shove your phone into your pocket and follow the rest of the crowd to the bar, deciding on one more drink before you call it a night.

A little while later after a conversation with a suit goes south, you decide that you have put in enough time here, and make your way towards the doors. Halfway through the parking lot you stick your hand into your pocket, only to realize that you left your keys on the table. Fuck.

Stepping back inside the building, you see that most of the people have cleared out, and that the event staff were hard at work starting to clean up from tonight's festivities. You head straight for your table, and as you approach you can see your keys laying there, right where you left them. You hook your pointer finger into the keyring and spin them around your finger as you turn to head back out, but a pair of familiar eyes catch yours, and you suddenly have your confirmation.

You tilt your head as you realize. Your legs automatically carry you towards her, whether you like it or not. Stepping up to her at the empty table, you take her in. She’s changed a lot over the last few years, but you can still feel that draw towards her, the same one Jake always talked about.

“Y/N?” you ask, needing to hear her verbal confirmation that you weren’t losing your mind.

She turns the rest of the way to face you as she nervously answers, “Hi, Josh.”

Just hearing her voice brings a smile to your face, “Oh my god, it is you. I…I thought it was you earlier, but I couldn’t tell. I convinced myself that it couldn’t be. I… Oh my god, how are you? What are you doing here?” you ask in succession.

“Well…I kind of live here now. I work for Collective Artist Management.” she says nervously. “I graduate next month.”

Oh my god, she lives here? Wait, graduating? Has it been that long?

You reach your hand out, placing it on her arm, “Y/N, that is amazing! You fucking did it, huh! You live here? In Nashville?”

She smiles bashfully at your enthusiasm, “Yeah, I moved here at the end of January, beginning of February… something like that. Been working and trying to meet new people and get to know my new city.”

She’s lived here that long and you are just now running into her?

“How did we end up in the same city again?” you laugh, trying to make light of what you knew could have been a very heavy conversation.

You quickly pull your phone from your pocket, pulling up her contact and flashing the screen towards her, “Is this still your number?” you ask.

“Yep, that’s me.” she answers with a smile.

You knew what you had to do. You’d thought about it for years. If you ever got a chance, you’d do it. For him.

“Good, can we uh… can I text you? Maybe we can get drinks tomorrow or something?” you ask, turning on the charm.

“Yeah, that would be fine. I’m sure I have a lot to catch up on.” she laughs.

If you only knew.

“Yeah, just a bit. I’ll talk to you tomorrow?” you laugh, placing your hand on her shoulder.

“Yep, talk to you then.” she says, with a smile just as you pull her in for a hug. Your arms wrap around her neck as you hug her, hoping and praying that this wasn’t just a chance meeting. But something in your gut tells you that it wasn’t. There was a reason you were here tonight, and it wasn’t for the music.

You shove your hands into your pockets as you walk to your car, the parking lot nearly empty now. As you climb into your car you sit for a moment, collecting your thoughts, mind reeling from seeing her, here in your city. Should you even tell Jake?

You drive home in silence, letting your mind wander and weave as it usually does. She agreed to drinks. You formed a plan, a crazy one. But, some of your best ideas were formed in moments of chaos. As you pulled into your driveway, you grabbed your phone, opening your group text with the guys to execute step one.

You

9:49pm: Drinks tomorrow night?

Sam

9:52pm: Since when do we plan in advance?

Daniel

9:55pm: Where?

You

9:56pm: Fable?

Sam

9:57pm: That pretentious ass bar in Midtown?

Jake

10:00pm: I can try. What time?

You

10:03pm: 8:30?

Jake:

10:05pm: Okay

Sam

10:07pm: Yeah sounds good

Daniel

10:08pm: Sure

Step one done. God dont fuck this up.

—

The next day was a blur, in and out of meetings all day, radio interviews and the like. By the time you were leaving the office you realized you hadn’t even texted Y/N yet, so caught up in making sure your brothers would be there.

You:

3:40pm: Fable Lounge at 8?

Y/N

3:51pm: See you then!

Thank god.

Your anxiety began to bloom. What if this is a bad idea? None of them will be expecting it. What if she gets mad?

You knew all it would take was for her and Jake to see each other again. You knew when you were kids that she was it for him. The past few years, living his life going through the motions, finally finding Sophia and seeing a small spark of his former self return. But it wasn't the same. The flame was dull and burning out, and you knew there was only one way to reignite it.

—

As you opened the door to the bar you took a seat, and ordered a drink. You struck up a conversation with the bartender to ease your nerves of seeing her walk in at any moment. Your heart was racing in your chest, you knew what you were doing was kind of wrong, but you also knew if you told any of them, none of them would have showed up.

You heard her walking up, looking perfect in tight jeans and a bomber jacket, her hair hanging in waves over her shoulders. She grabbed the seat next to you, spinning to meet your eyes.

“Heyyyy, there she is!” you said, bringing her in for a hug, “It’s so good seeing a familiar face in town. Whatcha drinking tonight?”

She smiles as she pulls away, “Rum and Coke?”

You nod your head to the bartender listening in on the greeting and turn your attention back to her. He slid her the drink and the two of you chatted, catching up on each other's lives, successes, failures and everything in between. You could tell she was starting to relax, smiling more, and laughing at every stupid joke you told her. It was nice. To be completely honest you missed her too.

You had grown close that summer in the shitty rental house, staying up late, watching movies, and playing music. She loved Jake fiercely, and you loved her because of it. You cared for her as if she was your family, because in all honesty, that's exactly how it felt. When she left Jake you felt every ounce of his pain, wishing you could bear it all for him just so that he didn’t have to. The first few months were hard. Him and Sam were a complete wreck. You questioned if the band would even continue after a few fights. But it did, and now you were here, wondering if this decision was going to be the best one you ever made, or the worst. But now it was time to get to the real reason you were here.

“Don’t have anyone steady in your life?” you ask, trying to seem casual.

She laughs, “No, nothing serious.” she pauses, looking down at her drink, “Things just haven’t felt right...in a while. Ya know?”

“Do I know?” you ask, seemingly unknowing, while knowing exactly.

She sighed heavily, tracing her fingers over the bartop, “Of course you know, Josh. You’ve always known.”

“Hmm... Well… maybe you’ve found yourself back in the right place again.” you say, lifting your glass to her, and tapping the two together.

Right on cue the door opened, as your eyes flicked towards the new patrons, knowing it would be seconds before things would go really well or really poorly.

You swallowed nervously as you watched Y/N turn around to see what your attention was focused on. Danny, Sam, Jake and Sophia all barreled through the door.

Shit, not Sophia.

You stood from your chair, walking to meet them as they walked towards you, smiling nervously towards Jake as he looked at you.

You stood in front of her, not letting them see who she was, probably thinking she was some random girl you met tonight, but boy were they in for a shock.

You stepped out to the side, revealing her face as her bar stool spun around. “SURPRISE! Look who I found!” you said.

“Josh, what the fuck!” she whispered into your ear.

Shit, she’s mad.

You watched on as Sam and Daniel took her into friendly hugs, each of them expressing their shock to see her.

Jake cut his eyes at you, absolutely stunned. You tried to calm him with a look, but there was only so much you could do with Sophia by his side. You didn’t think he would bring her, but there always has to be a wrench in the plan. You listened in as Sam commandeered the conversation with Y/N, giving you a moment to slip away and talk to Jake.

“Gonna hit the bathroom real quick.” you say, patting him on the shoulder and you watch as he whispers to Sophia, making quick work of joining you.

He is hot on your heels into the bathroom, as you find your way to the open urinal.

“I knew you wouldn’t come if I told you.” you offer, staring at him over the divider.

“You’re goddamn right, I wouldn’t have. Instead you just let me show up with Sophia.” he snaps.

“So much time has passed Jake. She lives here now. She’s working for Collective.” you say, zipping your pants.

“So that’s how you found her.” he replies.

“Yeah, last night at that party. Collective organized the event. If I hadn’t left my keys on the table I would have never seen her. She looks good, Jake. She’s doing good. I’m sure she would talk to you if you said hello.” you say.

“No. I can’t. I…don’t even know what I would say. Fuck, why did you do this?” he snaps.

You send him a knowing look, and he scoffs. “No.”

“I know you better than that Jake…” you say, looking over your shoulder as you wash your hands. “You wouldn’t have followed me in here if you didn’t care.”

“What about Sophia, Josh? You want me to just go talk to Y/N like it's nothing? She doesn’t even know about her.” he replies.

“So you’re considering it…” you smile smugly.

“Dont fucking push me.” he said, pointing his finger and pulling the bathroom door open. You follow behind him, and smile to yourself. Step two, check.

As you return back to the bar you see Jake walk back over to Sophia, taking his place next to her and tossing back his drink. You tried to break the tension by offering up a few good stories, and letting the conversation flow naturally from there. As the night went on, everyone started to become a little more loose, including Sam.

You studied him as he glued himself to her side. The look in his eye, one you hadn’t seen in years. He was positively smitten with her, and rightfully so. You waited for Jake to walk over, say hello, introduce Sophia, but as the minutes ticked by he stayed sitting, not once even looking her way. You could tell he was out of sorts, definitely deep within his head, probably reliving that summer over and over as she stood in front of him now.

Come on Jake, don’t blow this…

“Shots?! Anyone want a shot? Let’s do shots.” Sam said, clapping his hands excitedly.

Perfect timing Sammy.

As Y/N protested you nodded to Jake to join the group, and he begrudgingly agreed.

The six of you crowded into a small circle and raised the tiny glasses into the air. You watched as Jake lifted his eyes to look at her, and as she looked back, he turned away. God damn it. Break the tension.

“To new memories and old friends, may we be ever compliant with what time throws toward us, and may we accept with grace and dignity!” you said, raising your glass into the air. You tried using your words as best you could to speak to Jake and Y/N, hoping they would pick up on your insinuations.

As everyone tipped their glasses to their lips, you swallowed yours down, hoping the shot would give Jake the courage he needed.

As you started a conversation with Daniel, you watched out of the corner of your eye as Sam and Y/N continued to talk, Sam inching himself closer and closer to her.

Daniel bumped his elbow into yours, signaling for you to take a look at what you were already seeing. He noticed that they were getting a bit cozy, too.

As Daniel continues to talk, you watch Sam pay his bar tab, and pull his coat on. The fuck is he going? Is he leaving?

He grabs her hand and leads her to the door as your heart starts to race. Oh fuck.

You spun in your chair, making moves to get up and stop them, but as he pulled the door open he turned to face you, “See you guys later, we’re going to get into some trouble. Get the bail money ready, bitches!”

She offered a small wave, and for the briefest moment her eyes flicked to Jake’s, sending him a look only he would know, before the door closed behind her.

She just left. With Sam.

You could almost feel Jake’s heart explode, and then fall. First from the quick but longing look she gave him, and then from her disappearing before his eyes. With your brother. And god, it hurt you too.

From the other end of the counter you watched as Jake tapped his fingers on the bartop, looking your way. You looked back at him, as he slowly nodded his head silently telling you that this was a mistake. You could tell he was mad. Hurt even? Definitely hurt. Shit.

He turns his attention to the bartender, ordering a double and drinking it down within minutes. You were wracked with guilt. This wasn’t what was supposed to happen. They were supposed to talk, say hello, anything. But her leaving with Sam? That was never part of the plan.

Danny had his attention focused on the wrestling match on the TV, as you turned to him. “I just fucked up.”

“Well, I wasn’t going to say anything, but I don’t think any of us saw that coming.” he says, turning his attention to you.

“I just thought maybe if they, you know, could see each other again after all this time…” you trailed off.

“What, that they would just magically fall in love again? They could just pick up and pretend like she didn’t leave him and then disappear for three years?” he laughs from the rim on his glass.

“Well, not exactly Daniel, I just thought maybe…I just know they both feel it still. I know Jake does at least. It's obvious to me.” you say, still lightheaded from feeling what Jake felt moments ago.

“Maybe. He is definitely out of it down there…” he says, glancing down towards Jake. You turn your head too, watching as Sophia talks to him, while he gazes blankly into the distance. He is completely engulfed in his own thoughts. You’re sure he hasn’t heard a word Sophia has said since the moment they walked into this bar.

You turn back to Daniel, “God…If her and Sam…” you say, raising your eyebrows. “...You know…”

Daniel takes a deep breath, “I know Sam. He’s going to take his shot. I haven’t seen him like that since…” he pauses, “...fuck, since high school honestly.”

“Sam knows what Jake went through. Surely he wouldn’t…” you say.

Daniel raises his eyebrows and tips back the rest of his drink. “Don’t be so sure. I know what Sam is like when he’s trying to take someone home. That being said, do you have a plan B, by chance?” he laughs.

Your brow furrows, and suddenly it hits you. You know exactly what to do. “You know what Daniel…actually, I do.”

A few drinks later you are helping Sophia walk Jake back to her car, holding his arm around your shoulder.

“I don’t know what got into him. I have never seen him drink that much that quickly!” Sophia says, letting you carry most of his weight.

Jake pipes in, a slurring mess, “Wouldn’t be the firssstime…” he says, giving his best British accent, “Ahh….buttt youcan blame himm thissstime…orrrr’er, I dunnoo…”

You tighten your grip on his fist, silently telling him to shut up before he makes a mistake and says something he shouldn't.

You load him into the passenger seat, and as Sophia is walking around to the other side of the car you lean in and whisper in his face, “Shut your fucking mouth Jake, or you’re going to say something you regret.”

He gives you a drunken groan, and waves you off. You walk to the drivers side of the car and talk to Sophia through the window, telling her to call you if she needs anything, and saying a silent prayer that he passes out as soon as they get home.

Tonight didn’t go how you imagined it. The thought never crossed your mind that she would leave with Sam, but you said it yourself. She had changed. Really, you probably didn’t know her at all anymore. But what you did know was that as she walked out the door tonight, the last thing she saw was Jake, and she was waiting for him to ask her not to go.

So now as you lay in your bed, you think, long and hard. Plan B never really occurred to you until the second plan A flew out the window. Plan B would be harder to execute, but if you could pull it off, you’re sure it would only be a matter of time until they made amends. You knew Jake, you knew he would break. He was drawn to her like a magnet, and now that he knew she was around, the pull would only grow stronger and stronger.

You set your alarm, and turned off the lamp, formulating exactly what you were going to say, and how you were going to say it. Tomorrow you would make the call to Collective.

Tomorrow would start plan B.

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