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brelione · 4 years

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Consideration (JJ X Reader X John.B)

Warnings:Voyeurism, choking, fingering, masturbation, John.B

@batcat46 is back at being the official John.B whore but this time add a little ✨JJ✨

“Please John B at least consider it!” JJ pleaded as he got off the boat as he went fishing with John B, “JJ cmon you know how weird it is youre basically begging to fuck my girl right now?” “Cmon dont think of it like that, it'd be once, Unless she liked it'' JJ smirked.

John B stopped in his tracks, slowly turning first his head then the rest of his body following “You did not just say that, JJ. Im gonna fuck you up” He spoke loudly as he quickly brought JJ closer, face to face. JJ wiggled out of his arms and laughed as he ran away with the day's catch in a cooler in his hand up to the house, leaving John B to tie up the boat.

John B starts to consider, would (Y/N) actually be into that? Now John B was a very protective and jealous significant other. The more he thought about it the more he considered letting JJ hook up w (Y/N). He tied the knot deeply thinking. John B knew one thing, there were gonna be rules, and they were gonna be strict.

John b walked into the house coming up behind JJ and flicked him upside the head. JJ immediately swatted his hand away. “Fine, you can, but i'm gonna have rules and they will be strict. She cant moan your name, You gotta use a condom, i have to watch, You have to make her finish, She isn't allowed to suck your dick, and you can't eat her out, If i want it to stop all of it will.” John B stated each as he put a finger up counting them one by one.

Flicking JJ in the back of the head again as he walked away. JJ looked bewildered as this is the last thing he expected John B to agree to. (Y/N) was his pride and joy. As if on queue you walked through the door, holding a few bags containing groceries.

You walked up to the counter, placing the bags down. Although you were the only reason there was space too, you kept this place afloat. You walked over to John B standing up on your tippy toes to place a kiss on his cheek lightly. Smiling at JJ brightly, you noticed he blushed; he doesn't usually do that.

“So...do you remember when you used to like JJ?”John B asked, surprising you. He was more of the possessive type, did not like talking about past relationships because it didn't even matter now that you were his.

You glanced over to JJ, seeing a cocky smirk on his face. “Yeah, used too. ”You shrugged, hoping your voice didn't sound strange. You would never admit it but you could still easily have a thing for JJ. Something about the blonde troublemaker stirred something inside of you.

“Right…so how would you feel about something new?” John B asked, not really adding too much detail. “And you don't have to say yes.” JJ chimed in, wanting to feel included. “But it would be nice if you did.”He spoke, looking back over to John B, the brunette already glaring at him.

“What the fuck are you guys talking about?”You laughed, trying to ignore your speeding up heart rate, and the pit in your stomach .John.B grinned, looking over to JJ.It was like second grade again when JJ had sent John B to talk to a girl he liked at the time.

“We were thinking about a deal.”JJ was tapping his fingers against the table, trying to control his excitement. “For the love of god-can you just explain what the hell you’re talking about!”You exclaimed, annoyed. “JJ wants to fuck you and I said he could.” John B blurted out, causing your eyes to widen.

you would be lying if you said you had not got off to the idea countless times. Both the boys blushed, looking down. You could see JJ hit the back of John B’s forearm like he was asking to to retrieve and answer. “Baby this isn't like you, what in the world let you agree to this.” John B looked up and simply replied “I wanted to watch.” You bewildered reconsidered the idea.

“You know, okay” you smiled at JJ and JOhn B coughed to cover his scoff. JJ looked at John B asking to touch you with his eyes. John B hesitantly nodded. JJ swiftly moved past him and put one hand on your face and looked you in the eyes as content.

When you blinked twice signaling a yes, he kissed you, so rough and full of pure lust you didn't know what else to do but kiss him back. He tongue slipped into your mouth swiping across yours. Your hands went to his hair,as he picked you up, setting you on the counter.

One hand resting on your high thigh on your hip. John B cleared his throat, a rock hard growing in his pants thinking about how he could do this to you x10. There were so many things JJ wanted to do to you in this moment.He had thought about it countless times. He would destroy you in every way possible if John B wouldn't be watching.

He wanted to know every kink you had, everything you liked and didn’t like and overall just wanted to make you feel better than John B ever had. He knew he could too, dragging sloppy kisses down your neck. John B went to the corner of the room a large mount in his shorts.

“I'm gonna take good care of you, princess.”JJ pressed a kiss to your lips before throwing you over his shoulder and setting you down on the bed, getting on top of you. He removed your top, and as you weren't wearing a bra he just admired, but quickly moved to your bottoms.

Once you were fully stripped he started from your jaw sucking light hickies so John B wouldn't kill him. Working his way down your neck, breasts, stomach and right around where you wanted him most. Up and down your inner thigh. Right next to your heart he sucked hickies in the shape of two j’s just so you would know tonight you belonged to him.

John B sat in the bean bag chair in the corner of your shared room, under the window. His hips slowly moving around as if feeling the air for friction. JJ got down to your panties, the sea through black flowery lace making his cock pulse harder. He finally got this, he finally got to make you feel good.

The endless dreams he had of everything he could've done to you. He looked you in the eyes, you looking over to John B, whose eyes were dark with lust. You noticed his unbuttoned shorts and the veins in his next pulsing. His hands clenched as if he was waiting for you two to start.

He slowly nodded signally a yes and you turned back to JJ nodding slowly. He slowly dragged them down your legs. Hands running up and down your thighs he spread your legs, looking up at you again you looked over at John B whose shorts where next to him his rock hard cock standing in his boxers begging to be touched looked up and stated lowly “you make the calls as long as you follow my rules.”

You looked back at JJ who leaned over you bringing his fingers to your mouth. You coated them with your saliva as he bent back down; he pushed them both inside you. You automatically gasped as you weren't sued to how rough he was. Sure John B was rough but JJ just had this need for him.

He needed to make you feel good at his own hand, you could feel it radiating off of him. You could hear how wet you were as he rapidly plunged his fingers inside of you, curly them as he did. You could feel the knot in your stomach building, you squirmed.

“Cmon princess don’t stay quiet now” JJ coaxed you on. You had to hold back his name shrieking John B’s instead. John B grunted in response. You quickly looked over to see him holding his length pumping it slowly. JJ stopped when he could tell you were getting close.

You felt his fingers pull out, leaving you feeling slightly empty. He stood up dropping his boxers rolling a condom on. You immediately blushed, looking over a john B still slowly pumping. “Don't do it if you don't want to love.” you looked back to JJ smiling, he got closer letting his tip slip between your folds, you gasped.

Not used to the feeling, it started to hurt the pressure becoming too much too fast “JJ, JJ stop i need a second.” he immediately stopped his face expressing concern. Had he just ruined his one chance, what was he doing wrong? “It was just too fast to ease into it please” JJ’s eyes softened he immediately slowed down inched in and out till you gave him the go.

You opened your eyes as it started to feel better, you clenched and he let out a low growl. He started going faster and harder. He wanted to make you feel good. You struggled to open your eyes to look over to john b who you had never seen pumping his cock harder.

He stiffly opened his mouth as you could see the red tip from across the room. He let out puffs of air you could tell he was getting closer, his moans in sync with JJ’s. you snapped back to jj as the pit was forming again in your stomach. His hand went to your throat, you reached up and squeezed his wrist twice as okay.

He gripped your throat so hard it brought you to the verge of your climax. The sound of John B about to cum all over himself brought you over. You screamed with pleasure as you came all over JJ's members.

JJ was next to cum pulling out and heading to the bathroom down the hall. John B stood up and walked over to you. You wrapped your hair around his dick quickly pumping adding your mouth in as she quickly spurted the hit liquid down the back of your throat humming as he did.

JJ came back with shorts on, by that time John B had his back on also and you finished pulling on one of the boys’ hoodies, whose? That you weren't sure. JJ wrapped his hand around your waist and smiled “so when's that happening again.” John B brushed passed “I second that question.”

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sanchoyo · 3 years

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danny phantom, season 3 episodes 3-6 thoughts!

see prev episode thoughts in this tag <3

-johnny was actually pretty civil with danny and left when he asked! thats nice. also, SKULKER?? HAD A FRAMED PICTURE OF EMBER?? oooo fuck wait had they established they were a Thing Before?? I dont think so. thats weird. its like that country boy/goth girl meme lmfao. I think i am going to choose to ignore this new info and pretend I didnt hear it. 100% unrelated to the jazz/ember fanart I already drew and posted....😳

-LADIES NIGHT EPISODE THIS IS WHAT ITS ALL ABOUT. wish it didnt really center around the guys or them being pissed at them, but. willing to bet this was written by men lol

-THEY ERASED ALL THE MEN??? meanwhile, jack and danny are fishing at. silent hill or something. im glad jack is trying to read a parenting book and making an Attempt. (theyre at lake erie, but, they made it actually eerie...thats fun)

-the girls alt outfits...cute. EMBER MADE A NEW SONG TOO!!! kinda. jazz being one of the backup singers and being AWFUL. NOOOO

-'how are we going to get kitty to blow a kiss?' 'she'll have to think there are still some males in town!' ...i dont know how to break it to you, but I dont know that a 100% het girl would wish for all men to Begone. I think. I mean im not a het or a girl so I dont really know for sure. she Is probably Bi tho. esp having the other ladies in town chanting NO MEN!!! excitedly............(then again, the kiss is to get Rid of men, so, she probably would have blown it at the ladies only if they were actively trying to attack/stop them, so...I MEAN. THE DRESSING LIKE DANNY BIT WAS SO EXTRA)

-I feel like an all female cast ep couldve been way way way way cooler than that was. like. why was it still somehow all about Men. ...anyway. (where was valerie...)

-next ep opens with the observants, and, way way more of them than I expected...existed? I mean I guess them being a council/jury of some kind is what I expected from their first appearance (bc at that time they were basically TELLING clockwork to kill danny, not asking,, so I figured they had SOME kind of authority) but. there were so many. anyway, here goes vlad! letting his own hubris go brrrr. releasing a weather ghost for political gain! #justvladthings

-okay say what you will about him (he IS an asshole) but having an umbrella with his own face on it and more prepared to share is SUPER FUNNY. and him being fanned by huge wads of money by his bodyguards. SO ineffective but so Dramatic. He UNDERSTANDS that if youre rich you need to be. you know. obnoxious and kinda eccentric about it! fuckign hate when rich people are boring about it. I would trust vlad with nothing except to not be a boring rich asshole who wears...fucking khaki or some shit. man knows his Presentation Skills. and that 'V' chair in his mayoral office. is that fucking embroidered?

-maddie get your MAN PLEEEEASSSE. IM SO EMBARRASSED FOR HER. the way jack stays simping for this man. in FRONT OF HIS WIFE!!!! ...my god its like a love triangle. jack clearly loves vlad, who loves maddie, who loves jack. jack fenton is at the very least bi, right................. this is an OBSESSION . 'THE V MAN COMETH'???? i...my god. (also, on a serious note, to have a friend THIS SUPPORTIVE...and still be SUCH A DICK TO HIM (TRYING TO KILL HIM AND STEAL HIS WIFE??) NOT COOL VLAD. JACK IS YOUR 1 AND /ONLY/ HYPE MAN. if someone loved and supported me THIS HARD...LIKE. CMON DUDE.

-STOMP the fucking GAS, JACK

-this would make a great shirt design, looks like a metal band design! we love The Maelstrom

-oh, so vlad did in fact get a mansion in amity park. and its purple! good color choice! not as flashy as a CASTLE or MURDER CABIN, but still pretty eccentric, which I appreciate.

-...vlad knows the difference between picasso and da vinci? in the ep last post where we were watching him fail at conquering every historical time ever he didnt seem to know history well enough to like. be effective...was vlad taking art history at college?? (was he an art MAJOR??? we never DID KNOW WHAT HE WENT TO SCHOOL FOR. I kinda assumed business because in the masters of time ep he was still rich without ghost powers so he had to have..known something about business or something, right...but also, art and or theater FITS HIS PERSONALITY. possibly also something science-y, I guess, but I always felt like he got roped into that, esp how pessimistic he was about the ghost portal in the flashbacks to college, like, i felt like he was just there for maddie and was uninterested/un-invested at the time...)

-THIS GHOST JUST ELECTROCUTED MADDIE (THE CAT) BITCH!! THATS MY FAVORITE MADDIE!!! vlad going after vortex and being ~shocked~ .....WHEN. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN. THAT YOUR ACTIONS. HAVE CONSEQUENCES!!!

-the way this random man with a camera sees the mayor laying in an alley covered in TRASH AND DECIDES TO TAKE A PICTURE HAHAH

*snap* this ones going in my cringe compilation!

-vlad 'if we're going to defeat vortex, we're going to have to do it together!' *immediately dips after dropping danny off in front of vortex* JKASDFHKJHJKN

-DANNY CAN DUPLICATE!!! ...he couldnt even attack with it, but he DID IT!!! INTO (4) OF HIMSELF!!! SO PROUD!!!!!!!!!!

-'THE ROLLER COASTER EMOTIONS OF A TEENAGER THREATEN MY PLANS!' ...0 self awareness of his own dramatic moodiness. incredible, how dumb this man is. its very close to circling around to endearing, if he was less of an asshole. at least its very very funny to see danny shooting him with tiny lightning bolts anytime he's even slightly irritated! vlad you should be nice to danny anyway. this is what you GET

-...making sandwiches and ice cream and playing video games with your nephew is a totally normal thing. WHY is vlad acting like this is the end of the world. if you were a GOOD UNCLE YOU WOULD ALREADY BE DOING THESE THINGS!!! bitch I make my nephew food all the time and dont forget what he does and doesnt like. if u didnt know danny didnt want tomatoes, thats on u. if u, a grown adult, are gonna piss of the 14 yr old by not letting him win, u deserve to have to pay for the arcade machines he ruins because he now has uncontrollable storm powers because YOU THREW HIM INTO A FIGHT WITH THE STORM GHOST. fuck u vlad. paypal me $400,000 while ur at it tho. (also, gamer vlad confirmed)

-VLAD CAN COOK THOUGH???! I assumed he had...people working for him that did that. I mean. billionaires usually dont do that. then again, we've only seen those vultures working for him (and I guess the dairy king was AT his old mansion, but it was never really clarified if he worked there...I think he probably just Hung Out and they Enjoyed Cheeses Together. thats what I think, I dont think a KING would be working for anyone and also the dairy king was nice <3) but then again he would be a private person and we cant have anyone accidentally finding Ghostly Things, so...still, that's hilarious. pour one out for that really cute banana split that got ruined 2 seconds later

-vlad just fucking picking danny up and THROWING HIM AT VORTEX TWICE WITHIN LIKE A MINUTE. JUST ABSOLUTELY LAUNCHING HIM. BITCH THATS MY SON BE CAREFUL!!! HES GOT ORGANS AND THINGS!!!!

-danny seeing those animal commercials and feeling sad is the biggest 2000s throwback so far. i legitimately had to change the channel or walk out of the room when those came on bc id CRY AND BE SAD ABOUT THEM FOR DAYS AFTER. fuck those commercials and fuck that IN THE ARMMMS OF AN ANGELLLL song 😭

-'vlads ego almost got the town destroyed!' yes danny thats the entire episode. the entire series anytime vlad shows up honestly. this episode was just him being really embarrassing the entire time, and, me laughing about it. 10/10 would laugh at him again

-NEXT EP WE HAVE A SHAPESHIFTING GHOST?? I've said it before but shapeshifting is the power I would want when asked those 'what superpower do you want' questions...its the Best power! this guy looks like a homestuck character. ive never read homestuck but thats the vibe

-I love every time we see tuckers family, they are by far the most functional family. and dash has a lil chihuahua!!! named pookie!!! i am crying (I've had 3 chihuahuas, so I am very biased, but...) AND HE WATCHES THE ROMANCE CHANNEL WITH POOKIE. POOKIE I WILL DIE FOR YOU YOU SWEET LITTLE BABY.

-danny can lift a bus! I shouldn't be surprised, but i am proud of my son. hes got lil kid fans. i am going to cry about this

-JAZZ KEEPS A SCRAPBOOK WITH DANNY'S LIL HEROICS AND NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGS!!! we've actually seen it on her floor before, but I didnt realize it was a scrapbook!! thats sooo cute.

-...and danny has to stand there listening to his parents saying danny phantom sucks and is a 'filthy ghost' and calling him egotistical...i am once again stealing their kids!

-THIS GHOST RIPPING JAZZ'S SCRAPBOOK!!! ILL KILL YOU. SHE WORKED HARD ON THAT!!! BITCH

-yes, maddie, the one with red eyes is For Sure Actually Your Son. ignore the, red eyes... (CLEARLY she hasnt watched the other 2 eps where danny has been evil, she doesnt know red eyes= evil!!!)

-'billy fenton'.......................

-danny being stuck as phantom in his own house, no way out is a fucking NIGHTMARE. his parents pointing giant weapons against him and SHOOTING AT HIM. THIS IS A HORROR MOVIE.

-NINE INCH NAILS POSTER.

-this is the most screenshot of all time

-amorpho turning into mr. lancer because hes 'someone no one will want to be around' BUT HES WRONG, I WOULD BEFRIEND AND HANG OUT WITH MR LANCER SO FAST.

-tucker dressing as danny, now I have the full Tucker set of him being sam and also being danny. also saying 'the ghost...uh...RIPPED MY FACE OFF.' and then running. SMOOTH. NOT AT ALL CONCERNING TO ANY PARENTS.

-sam accepts the toast from jack. and then 2 seconds later is like 'why am i eating this.' THIS SHOWS HUMOR IS SO UNEXPECTED SOMETIMES ITS REALLY GOOD. and then the scene after, mr lancer running into his ghost doppelganger and being like 'YOURE GORGOUS' THEN FAINTING. I AM CRYING. AND DASH FAINTING TOO.

-sam disguising herself as danny again to help tucker run from the fentons. but leaving him shirtless in the streets. incredible. 'plEASE DOnt NOTice MY FACELessNESS I MUST LIVE IN EXILE' this episode is destroying me the humor in this show is exactly my brand of corny and cheesy

-the impromtu story made up by danny and amorpho to explain stuff to the fentons. my god they are both such bad liars. but amorpho is a good egg. wish danny wouldnt have said he didnt wanna see him in town again!! I want him to be reoccurring. not that thats gonna matter since I'm almost done with the series, but the idea of this being the Only Time We See him is :(

-NEXT EP SAYS STARRING MARK HAMILL??????!!! hello ! mr . joker....mr. star wars.... I feel like I should be. idk. taking off a hat im not wearing in respect. I shouldnt be surprised tho bc hes in a lot of cartoons as a very good voice actor, and dp has already had a lot of talented ones so I've been looking out for ones I might know, but....mr. hamill....

-sam has her own greenhouse, names all the plants, and says thank you to them (in the languages from where the plants are from) whenever she harvests from them. thats SO cute. and her lil gothy lunch box...

-and danny's lil red fuzzy lined jacket!!! ive said it before but every time the characters get alt outfits im like :D

-danny has ice powers now!!! THATS WHAT FROSTBITE MEANT. HE KNEW SOMEHOW WAY BACK THEN

-THIS SHOW NEVER LETS YOU FORGET VLAD IS A BILLIONAIRE, HUH.

-danny's lil 'holy hibiscus!' first off the 50s batman swearing is hilarious. 2nd. my username is from the flower sanchoyo hibiscus, so, shoutout to ME this ep. hi :)

-EURGH UNDERGROWTH MAKING EVERYONE PLANT ZOMBIES. HIVEMIND PLOTS SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME. and this dude made the city SO overtaken so quickly like how long was danny asleep?? oh god

-evil fucked up sam! now the whole trio has gone evil at some point! the voice actress did a really, really good job with making her sound like a zombie...

-frostbite's paws are so so so big compared to danny. oh my god. i want to hug the snow dog...

-the far frozen has an advanced medical stuff!!! very cool. very smart snow dogs

-im so glad danny has a friendly ghost snow dad to explain this new power and teach him!!! this is so sweet. DANNY'S GHOST SENSE WAS A PART OF HIS ICE POWER?? OOOH. COOL. we love a training montage!!!

-danny saying if he cant defeat overgrowth, that he'd want to stay with frostbite...oh my god...do you think this is the first real supportive adult figure in his life (I am NOT counting his parents because they threaten him on the daily even if they dont realize it.) I mean mr lancer is a Teacher, but he was also nice but this is different, but this is a GHOST WHO IS WILLING TO HELP HIM with his powers and also will help him when hes injured and is so so nice and comparatively so much more mature than 90% of the adults in this show!!!! god. dad frostbite is my everything.

-the framing and lighting this episode, and all the angles...they went all OUT and it looks really really good. this is my nightmare scenario, tho. like, FUCK zombies and dead city zones and hivemind shit. and using the humans as 'nutrients for the children' i am going to THROW UP.

-MALEFICENT VIBES WITH THE HORNS AND GREEN EYES! this costume kicks so much ass. sam is now mark hamills daughter, I guess.

-danny's ice powers making his eyes blue!!! thats neat. and him going for the roots underground was SO SMART. i will not stand for danny ever thinking hes stupid, hes SO smart.

almost done with the show... :"( thats a sad thought!!!

#sanchoyorambles #dp thoughts #danny phantom

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harrysgoldenline · 5 years

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Heyy, Could I request something like Harry and the reader visiting the reader’s family and him meeting the reader’s little cousins(like around 7 or 5 year old), Harry getting really along with them and just that moment when they realize they really want to start creating a family with each other. I’m a sucker for fluff lol

Hi! Sorry I haven’t posted much I have been so busy! But I hope you like this, I changed it up just a bit so let me know what you think :)

Babysitting

“Harry, please don’t feel like you have to.” She laughs, holding her up with her shoulder as she presses her face against the slide as she continues making Mac and cheese, “I’m sure babysitting is not at the top of your list on your day off. Go out with the guys!”

“Cmon, I love kids!” Harry laughed, and she could hear rumbling in the background, hearing his car start, “I’ll be over in a few babe. Love you.”

“I love you too, weirdo.” She laughs, ending the call before pressing her phone down and mixing the rest of the ingredients together, “mac and cheese is ready!”

Loud screams and cheers instantly erupt, and two kids coming bolting to the kitchen, hopping into the kitchen chairs and drumming on the table.

Y/N was babysitting her younger cousins, the younger being a girl named Rachel who just turned 5, as well as her older brother Tommy, who was 7.

“What do you two want to drink?” Y/N laughs, pouring the two children, and herself, a serving of Frozen shaped Mac and Cheese and sitting it in front of them.

“Chocolate Milk!”

“Apple Juice!”

She gives them a playful stink eye and both of the kids let out a loud please, causing her to smile and get them respective drinks, getting herself some chocolate milk as well.

“What do you guys wanna do after we eat?” She asks, sitting across from the two kids, taking a bite.The three of them start discussing ideas, wondering if they should go to the park, watch Paw Patrol or play dress up.

“I hope there’s some for me!” She hears her boyfriend call after opening the front door, “smells delicious!”

“HAWWY!” The two yell, jumping up from the table and running over to him, jumping on his legs and nearly causing him to tumble to the ground.

Harry chuckles, lifting his legs and dragging the kids across the floor before grabbing the both of them and carrying them over to the table, pretending to steal all of their Mac and cheese.

Rachel and Tommy had only met Harry once and only for around 30 minutes, but they both instantly fell in love with him because he and Y/N was the only adults to play with them, and of course Harry was cooler because they never got to see him.

So the kids pretty much ambushed her to invite Harry over.

“Hawwy! That’s mine!” Tommy loudly giggles, trying to grab his Apple juice as Harry pretended to drink it, “Y/N would get you some if you ask nicely! You have to say please!”

“Good idea!” Harry chuckles, turning to her with a big smirk, “May I please have some apple juice?”

“Only because you’re so polite”

***

“Be careful!” Y/N laughed watching as Harry held both of the kids upside down, “don’t drop them!”

“Did you say drop them?” Harry taunted and the kids let out squeals of laughter as Harry pretended to release them, letting them fall not even an inch before gripping back onto them.

“Your riling them up and they need to get ready for bed.” Y/N smirked, admiring the three.

“No!” The kids groaned, the sound increasing as Harry sets them down on their feet, “we wanna keep playing!”

“How about, PJs and brush teeth and then we can ask Y/N really really nicely if we can play a little longer?” Harry suggested, bending down at their level and they quickly nod.

The two children rush over to Y/N, crawling onto and cuddling her as she sits on the couch as they plead their case. She laughs loudly, hugging them back and looking up to Harry who smirks and shrugs at her

“You better brush your teeth really well.” Y/N laughs and before she can say anything else, the two scream their thank yous and rush off upstairs, grabbing their things they placed in the guest bedroom.

Harry let’s out a dramatic sigh, wiping the pretend sweat of his forehead before plopping down on the couch next to Y/N, placing a kiss on her cheek before pulling her into his chest, enjoying the few minutes they will have together until the children come back.

“Sorry they’ve been tackling you all night.” She whispers, cuddling into her boyfriends chest and looking up at him, pressing a kiss on his jaw, “they adore you.”

“Oh they’re just fine.” He laughs, “it’s fun! When is their mum picking them up? Maybe we can build a fort?”

“I love you.” She whispers, burying her face in his chest, feeling herself choke up, sniffling softly as she presses a soft kiss onto his shoulder, “you’re going to be such an amazing father Harr- sorry I shouldn’t of... sorry we’ve never talked about that.”

“Hey hey.” He chuckles, lifting her head, “what’s got you so worked up? You know I wanna have kids with you. You’re me future.”

Y/N blushes, pressing a quick kiss to his lips, “it’s just seeing you with them... I could just see it being us, like real life and having our own. Sorry I’m lame, I don’t know why I’m so emotional.”

“Are you pregnant?” Harry teases, digging his fingers into her waist, as she playfully shoves himself, but he drags her down, pulling her ontop of him a bit, pressing a hard kiss to her lips.

“Shut up, they’ll be down soon!” She lets out a giggles whisper, sitting up and looking towards the stairs.

“How many kids you want? I think 4?” He inquired and then smirks, “can we practice the baby making process when they go to bed?”

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bakugou-tm · 5 years

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Spring Break Horomones (Bakugou x Reader Oneshot)

It’s finally Spring Break and your class decides to have a pool party in celebration. Unfortunately for you, that time of the month has decided to come the day before the party. Instead of ditching the party, you still come but remain on the sidelines. While your class thinks you’re just being a party pooper, Kaminari and Mineta plan a foolish idea that humiliates you, plans their doom, and makes you and Bakugou grow closer together.

Rating: Angst n Fluff

Words: 4995

This idea literally came to me when I was in a taxi because I’ve unfortunately had a similar situation happen to me. I’m actually fairly proud of this, I think it gets better as it goes along. I also made it a readmore because it’s r e a l l y long. Anyways enjOY because I actually updated something for once

When your class asked to have a pool party on the first day of spring break, you all had expected the answer to be a big fat no. Especially after what happened last summer when the boys took advantage of their ‘training time’.

It was much to the class’s surprise, and excitement, that you all had convinced Mr. Aizawa to say yes. Of course it was with the help of the class’s well rounded students like Iida, Momo, and Midoriya.

But it didn’t matter how it happened, everyone was just excited they were able to make it happen.

You had been dying to have a pool party with your friends, for obvious reasons. Free food, games with your friends, and you even got to flaunt your new bathing suit to your new boyfriend.

The only reason the temperamental blond agreed to coming to the party was because you begged him practically on your hands and knees to. When he finally said yes you honestly believed it was too good to be true.

That is until you got home and a new obstacle stood in your way.

Of course the one week of the year everybody went to the beach and played in the water and laid out in the sun: you had to get your damned period.

Admittedly you could always put on a tampon so you didn’t have to miss out on the spring break activities, but with the pool party being on your second day you knew a tampon wasn’t going to hold on the second day of your hell week.

At first you thought of just not going to the party anymore, but you knew your friends would never let you bail out so last minute, not to mention you had finally convinced your boyfriend to show up. You couldn’t just drop out now.

So you decided upon begrudgingly, going to the party. After all the only thing you couldn’t do is swim, right? That didn’t mean you couldn’t socialize and enjoy the tasty snacks?

And up until this very moment, your plan was going smoothly. You enjoyed the fresh made food thanks to Sato, you destroyed your fellow classmates in limbo thanks to your (insert whatever your heart desires) quirk, and you got to spend time talking with your friends.

The only downside is Bakugou and Kirishima were showing up late because Bakugou insisted he couldn’t miss his afternoon workout session for some “waste of time party”.

At this point it was better than nothing.

So for the past hour you sat in a lounge chair, watching as your classmates splashed around in the water like crazy people. Although what could you really expect from a bunch of heroes having chicken fights.

You felt a small pout form on your lips as you watched them play around, wishing desperately you could join them in the water. Your hormones really did tend to have bad timing.

The sound of your phone text tone distracted you from your negative thoughts, seeing your boyfriend’s contact name appear on the screen.

Blasty Babe ♡ : We’re on our fucking way, your ass better be there

At reading the rather blunt message, you felt the corner of your lips curve up into a smile. If anyone could make you feel better, it was him.

As hot headed and irrational as Bakugou could be, he also treated you like you were his entire world and you couldn’t get enough.

Sliding the phone into both of your hands you began to tap away, reassuring your boyfriend that your ass was indeed still by the poolside.

That is, until a nasally voice called out your name.

“Oi (L/n), would you mind grabbing me a soda? I’m dying of thirst in here!” Mineta shouted from the poolside.

Raising an eyebrow you looked the small boy up and down, confused as to why he asked you of all people.

“Dying of thirst in a pool?”

“C’mon (L/n) you know I can’t drink pool water? I’ve been swimming for hours! Pretty please?”

In any normal circumstance you would’ve said no, but this was honestly the first time the perverted grape boy had ever used manners with you, or any other girl. After all swimming could be exhausting at times, and you were already out of the pool.

“Alright alright, I got it,” You sighed, standing up slowly to stretch out your sore muscles before shuffling over to the cooler, “What flavor do you want?”

At the sound of the smug nasally chuckle from behind you, you began to regret your question, knowing exactly what flavor he would want.

“Cmon girl you already know what flavor I want, I’ll give you a hint it matches my balls.”

Your lip jutted out into an unimpressed pout as you whipped your head back to deadpan at the small boy as he simply winked at you.

“I don’t think we have puke flavored soda.” You muttered, wishing Bakugou were here to kick the boy away like he always did when he flirted with you.

While you bent down to open the cooler and pull out a grape soda, you remained oblivious to the plan being put on behind you.

The grape haired boy slowly came out of the pool and met with Kaminari who began to creep up on you from behind.

“Step one completed, now for Step two of our brilliant plan.” Mineta whispered with a deviant look in his eyes, “I can’t wait to see what her swimsuit looks like all wet, it’ll look hotter than it does on her now.”

Both boys seemed to be dazed in lala land, picturing your dry form being splashed in the water. It had been there plan from all along. With no Bakugou around it had been the perfect time to fulfill their dreams.

Your classmates were aware of the plan as well, but for different reasons. They figured you were just being a party pooper and waiting for your boyfriend to get there so they figured throwing you in the water would be the perfect plan to bring you in.

Little did they know the mischievous intent the two idea makers actually had in mind.

“You better not tell Bakugou about this, he’ll kill me.” Kaminari warned as the two began to draw near your bent over form.

Biting your lip you continued to snake your hand around the ice, moving cans aside to find a stupid grape soda.

“Good lord is the last one really at the very bottom?”

Once your eyes fell on the purple can you quickly snatched it from the bottom and tugged it up from the other cans on top of it.

“Mineta-kun, I found your stupid soda!” You called out, shutting the cooler lid before turning around to face his floating head in the water, “I pretty much wrestled with every other drink to get it, so you better appreciate-”

Your words came to an end when you noticed the grape haired boy had disappeared from his spot in the water. You were about to call out his name until you noticed your classmates all staring at you with grins of their own.

“H..Huh? What’s going on? Where did Minet-”

Before you could even finish your sentence you felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your torso before lifting you up in the air.

“What the hell!” You shrieked, kicking your legs around until you felt a pair of small arms wrap around your ankles, “W..What’s going on?!”

“You’re going swimming whether you like it or not!” You heard Kaminari shout from behind you.

Oh shit.

Your eyes widened like saucers, your face turning back to see the two boys grinning like madmen as they began to walk you near the edge of the pool.

“G..Guys wait! You can’t do this please put me down!” You cried, trying to yank your body out of their grasp.

Soon the edge of the pool disappeared and all you could see was water, at this point you were clinging on to Kaminari’s arms for dear life. There was no way you could go in that water, you would be the embarrassment of the year!

“Denki I am serious, you need to put me down!” You shouted sternly, the threat going over his head but not over a few of your classmate’s heads.

A few of your friends seemed to notice the look of fear in your eyes, taking notice that it wasn’t a playful look of fear.

“Three... two...”

“Guys.. I think (L/n)’s not getting in the water for a different reason...” Momo said slowly, Jirou nodding beside her as she began to quickly wave her hands at Kaminari trying to get his attention.

“Wait Kaminari I don’t think you should throw her in-”

“One!”

The feeling of the air hitting your skin as you began to fall towards the dooming water was one you would never forget. The only thing you could do at this point was close your eyes and prepare for impact, praying that this turn out better than expected.

Once your body crashed into the water, a few cheers were heard from classmates as they saw you quickly swim back up to the surface. The only problem was when your head popped up, your expression looked as if you had seen a villain before you.

Ochako swam up to you with a concerned expression along with a few of your other friends, “(L/n) are you alright?”

You felt your eyes gloss over as you bit the inside of your cheek, begging yourself internally to not start crying on the spot.

“I’m on my period.” You whispered.

A few gasps were heard from the girls, all of their faces coming to an understanding. Momo, Mina, and Hagakure were already out of the water rushing to get you a towel as Ochako, Jirou, and Asui lead you out of the pool.

“Why didn’t you tell us (L/n)-chan?” Asui questioned with a frown on her face as she took in your look of worry and fear on your face.

Quickly moving up the steps you allowed Momo to wrap the towel around your body to cover up your dripping bathing suit, the rest of the girls surrounding you while the boys watched in confusion.

“I..I didn’t want to make a big deal about it and force you guys to do something else so I just stayed on the side.” You explained softly, looking down to already see a few water droplets mixed with red slide down the inside of your thigh.

At this you looked up quickly, face as red as a cherry at the given situation you were in.

All of your friends stood before you, worried because you failed to tell them the truth. The boys watched intently, confused as to what was going on. You must have ruined the entire party. Everybody could probably see the red dripping down your legs, how could you be such an idiot?

“Hey c’mon why are you covering her up? We wanna see her bathing suit!” Mineta whined, completely oblivious to the scene before him.

The girls seemed to read your panicking expression, Ochako quickly grabbing your arm to calm you down.

“Hey (L/n) it’s okay, this isn’t a big deal!”

“Yeah take it easy (L/n), we didn’t mean to embarrass you, what can we do to help?” Momo added.

The sound of the boys asking what’s wrong only made your face even more red, this was the worst moment of your life. The more you stood here the more you wanted to melt away into the cracks of the concrete.

Gritting your teeth at the multiple voices filling your head you finally squeezed your eyes shut, “It’s nothing, just leave me alone!”

After your loud shout, all your classmates saw was your (s/c) legs dashing down the poolside and towards the doors.

At least now you could hide in your dorm in just relax, away from all the observant eyes.

Just as your hands were about to meet the exit door, the entrance door swung right open, two pairs of red eyes immediately falling on your form.

Of course all of your luck just had to run out today.

You specifically lock eyes with the ash blond, his once angry orbs widening in shock before they narrowed with concern.

Almost in slow motion you saw his change in emotions, the look in his eyes saying enough to know he was wondering what was wrong.

Not wanting him to see you like this a moment longer, you squeezed your (e/c) eyes shut, strings of feather like tears streaming down your face before you made a mad dash down the hallway.

Bakugou blinked for a moment, his head whipping back to you as if ready to run after you before he felt a hand on his chest. He glared to Kirishima before he noticed him pointing to his classmates, every one of them looking guilty as hell.

What could have happened in the hour he was gone going to the gym? You rarely cried, let alone in front of other people.

His confused expression darkened quickly enough, his hands beginning to spark furiously as he searched the crowd of eyes to see who was responsible.

“What the fuck happened, and who’s ass is responsible?” Bakugou roared, his feet smacking against the wet concrete towards his classmates.

It was obvious enough by the way Kaminari shamefully looked down and Mineta cowered behind him that they were the culprits, but the ash blond couldn’t even assume anything before the class ratted them out.

“(L/n)-chan was on her period and these two idiots threw her in the pool!” Mina exclaimed, everyone nodding in agreement.

Bakugou’s vermillion eyes flicked over to the two, a new level of darkness radiating off him at the news. He knew they were idiots, but this? This was a whole other level of stupid, especially to pull on his very own (s/o).”

“You better hope and pray these idiots are lying.” Bakugou growled lowly, palms cracking as he slowly began to stride towards them.

“H..Hey they were all in on it too!” Mineta shouted pointing to the class before glaring to them all, “Don’t you throw us under the bus you jerks!”

“B..Bakugou I swear I didn’t know she was on her period!” Kaminari pleaded, feeling as if the devil himself were walking towards him, “You know I would never do that to (L/n) bro!”

Bakugou simply ignored their pleads, any noise except the absolute rage fuming through his mind was drowned out.

“Too late for that you shit eating fuckers, you crossed the line when the idea of even looking at my girlfriend entered your mind, let alone touching her.”

Kirishima thought about stopping his friend, after all he was Kaminari and Mineta’s last chance at survival at this point. But if what Mina said was true?

The two idiots deserved it.

---

For hours you stared into your reflection in the mirror, disgusted with yourself, your uterus, and the entire night.

What had you done? You should have just told your friends the truth before hand. Or you should have just not gone at all! Bakugou probably would’ve preferred to of not gone anyway.

Now he was probably sitting at the now awkward party miserable because you weren’t there and you had killed the entire party.

Usually you never made a big deal about anything like this. You hated crying in front of other people. You hated being dramatic. Maybe it was just your horomones making you emotional, but you felt like a mess.

You were more than thankful it was the start of spring break, thinking about having to see your classmates on Monday made you feel as if you were going to vomit.

Letting out a sigh you combed your fingers through your damp hair from the shower and slapped it up into a bun so you could take all the makeup off your face.

At least now you could cleanse yourself from tonight’s memories. You always loved the end of the day, you could take off your uniform and makeup and let your hair loose and just relax.

Slipping the towel off from around your chest you grabbed your soft t-shirt you stole from Bakugou a few months ago and slipped it over your head before tugging up a pair of soft shorts to match.

Thankfully most of Bakugou’s clothes were black so it wasn’t too hard to find matching clothing items to go along with it.

Though you still felt miserable on the inside, you at least felt comfortable on the outside. Letting out one last sigh you moved to switch the bathroom light off in your dorm until you heard a loud pound on your door.

Your first thought was one of your friends had come over to check on you, but you had that exact pounding against your wooden door memorized in your head. Bakugou Katsuki stood on the other side of that door.

Biting your lip you worriedly looked into the mirror, noticing your eyes clearly red and puffy. There was no trying to lie your way out of that. There was no way he could see you like this.

“Go away Bakugou, I want to be alone!”

At first you heard silence and actually thought he left. Letting out a relieved sigh you switched the bathroom light off and walked out of your bathroom only to hear a string of mumbled profanities.

“Fucking damnit (F/n)...” You could hear Bakugou mutter, the sound of rustling around heard from the other side until the door swung wide open, “You’re an idiot, I know you never lock your damn door you moro...”

Bakugou at first walked in without even sparing a glance at you, trying to balance his bag in one hand and the takeout food in the other while closing the door. He hadn’t looked up until he was halfway through scolding you and immediately stopped at the sight.

Even from across the room with the dim lighting, your puffy cheeks and red eyes practically glowed in the dark. You stood almost lifeless, your arms lazily at your sides as his t-shirt pretty much engulfed your entire small frame. The moment your eyes locked he noticed the quiver over your lower lip, knowing exactly what was going to happen next as your eyes began to gloss over.

“K..Katsuki..”

The very sound of his voice made his heart shatter. Of course he would never know what it was like to be on a period, but for you who has never cried a public a day in their life? You had to of been humiliated.

As soon as a tear fell down your cheek he winced slightly, reminding himself to beat up Kaminari and Mineta one last time. The instinct to clench his fists and grit his teeth were almost automatic, but he knew you didn’t need his angry self right now. You needed your good boyfriend right now.

“C’mere shitty girl.” Bakugou muttered softly, opening up his arms just enough for you to shuffle over to him and crash into his body.

You desperately clung onto him as you sobbed, digging your fingers into his shirt not even noticing how the cotton fabric shriveled at your grip due to the now dampness of it.

“T..They didn’t mean to...” You cried, slightly wiping your face against his shirt before turning your head to the side just enough so you could breath, “I..I didn’t tell them I w..was on my period, then they just threw me in..”

Bakugou grit his teeth at the sound of this, he couldn’t even help it.

You thought this was your fault.

“That didn’t give them the right to lay their fucking hands on you (F/n).” Bakugou hissed as calmly as he could, his hands holding you close against his body in his own way of comforting you.

Eventually you began to calm down, your loud hiccups quieting down and your breathing beginning to grow slower. Your fingers merely rested on his chest now instead of squeezing the fabric of his poor shirt.

“They all saw me cry... I must’ve looked like such a cry baby,” You mumbled, letting out a sigh as you buried your face in his shirt once more, “And I’m sure they all saw the stupid blood dripping down my legs...”

The ash blond could feel you getting worked up again, but there was no way in hell he was going to let you reopen up this wound, that’s what he was here for.

“Oi, stop that.” Bakugou commanded, his hand pushing against the top of your head to make you look up to him, his fingers now combing through the top of your hair to meet your bun, “Those idiots would feel shitty as hell too if they experienced what you did, there’s no reason to feel ashamed of having fucking emotions.”

At this you scoffed lightly, rolling your eyes, “You’re one to talk.”

Bakugou visibly and audibly pouted at this, his mouth dropping causing a small giggle to escape your lips.

The ash blond couldn’t even hide his small smile at the sound of your laugh, it was about damn time.

“This ain’t about me princess, I’ll leave now if you want me to.”

Quickly you held onto his shirt and shook your head with wide eyes, his smirk reappearing back on his face before he cupped the side of your face.

“Stop overthinking everything, you hear me? Nobody thinks you’re a crybaby or dramatic, in fact they’re all pretty pissed at Kaminari and Mineta because what they did is fucking wrong. You can’t help that you were the victim to their idiocracy, you hear me?”

Sniffling softly you battered your eyes up to him, looking at your boyfriend through your thick lashes as a small smile graced your face while you nodded your head.

Bakugou was more with satisfied with your response, he could only pray you couldn’t hear his heart beating insanely fast when he saw your angelic like smile grace your perfect lips.

Moving in slowly he placed a soft, or at least as soft as Bakugou can get, kiss on your lips. You happily obliged to the kiss, leaning in as well to press your own firmly against his.

Unlike your usual kisses, the two of you broke away fairly soon to savor the sweet moment you had together. It wasn’t that you never had sweet moments together, it’s just with Bakugou, he rarely showed this soft of a side. Any time he was willing to give it to you, you made sure to take advantage of it.

Smiling up to the ash blond, you moved the back of your hand to your eye to rub the itchiness away, sniffling one last time before your eyes flicked away from Bakugou’s to the good smelling food behind him.

“I..Is that? (Favorite Food)?”

“Yeah and you better be fucking grateful because the line was ten fucking centuries long.” Bakugou growled, being forced to remember the dreadful restaurant.

A large smile appeared on your lips now, your arms wrapping around his to give him a quick peck on the cheek before skipping to your food.

“Geez why do you seem more happy to see the food than you were to see me?” Bakugou grumbled, letting you take out both your meals and prepare them on your bed.

Grabbing the two to go boxes you shuffled over to your bed and sat beside him handing him his box, “Because I am more happy about the food.”

“Hah?!”

Once again you bursted into giggles, falling over on your side now at his dramatic reaction. Bakugou himself couldn’t even help but chuckle at your goofy laugh, shoving the boxes aside as he towered over you and straddled your hips.

“You think you’re so fucking funny huh shitty girl?” Bakugou hissed threateningly, “I’ll give you a reason to laugh...”

Your eyes blinked up to his, a few giggles still escaping your lips until his hands collided with your stomach. The once soft giggles you had switched into loud shrieks of laughter as you attempted to shrivel up from his tickle attack.

“Ka..Katsu... Stop Katsuki!” You shrieked, using your arms to cover up what you could of your stomach as you gasped for air.

The ash blond didn’t stop until he was content with your cherry read face and desperate gasps for air. Ending his merciless attack, he leaned down and place a quick kiss on your lips before smirking down to you.

“Still want to tease me princess?”

Pouting your lip out adorably in annoyance, you tugged at his neck and brought him down so you could hide your face in the side of his neck causing him to chuckle.

His body lowered beside you as he wrapped his arms around your form and pulled you up against him.

It was crazy to you how just a few minutes ago you felt like you never wanted to go outside ever again, now you felt you take the world on with Bakugou at your side. He had such a crazy affect on you... honestly you weren’t sure what you would do without him.

Bakugou was just about to sit up to start eating the food with you, that is until he heard a sniffle from beside him. Raising an eyebrow he sat up on his elbow and leaned over you to see new tears rolling down your face.

“The hell is wrong with you now?”

Attempting to wipe at your sloppy tears you failed to prevent the quiet hiccup that flew past your lips before looking back up at him, “Y..You’re just such a g..good boyfriend and I.. I... I love you so much!”

Now it was Bakugou’s turn to have a red face. His cheeks pretty much matched his eyes as he quickly buried his face into your chest to hide the smile that flashed across his lips.

“You shut up with that mushy stuff, you hear me shitty girl?”

To anyone else they would’ve been offended with Bakugou’s reaction, but you knew exactly what his words and actions meant. And they were plenty enough for you.

Letting out a content sigh you nuzzled yourself into his side, deciding the food could wait for a quick cuddle session.

It wasn’t even five minutes though before you fell asleep in his arms. Bakugou couldn’t help but laugh as you clung to him like a koala to a tree. Shutting the boxes of food with his free hand, the ash blond moved them to the floor before positioning you even with the pillows on your bed.

Keeping one arm linked around you, Bakugou pulled you close and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. One he would never dare give you while conscious. The soft kiss followed by words he would never say while you were conscious until the day he falls before you on one knee.

“I love you too (F/n).”

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Headcannon Ending :-)

-The next morning you wake up feeling refreshed and end up decicind to have breakfast with your friends along with Bakugou

-You’re met with your other classmates all awaiting for you downstairs. Everyone apologizes at once, Kaminari and Mineta in the front

-For a second you though Bakuogu had forced them all to do this, but when you looked up to him he looked just as confused as you.

-“I’m sorry for throwing you in the pool (L/n), that wasn’t cool of me to not respect your boundaries!” Kaminari exclaimed before bowing to you along with Mineta

-Simply smiling calmly you waved him off, saying it was okay

-“No it’s not, and to make it up I’ll let you punch me anywhere you want!”

-Mineta was not on board with this, but you still smile scarily calmly which made most students uneasy

-”Oh thank goodness, I was hoping you would say that because I was really scared-”

-”Instead I’m going to shove you both in the pool.”

- :) <--- your literal face while saying this

-Both are shocked but Kaminari eventually nods his head and defeat, admitting he deserves it.

-Mineta on the other hand refuses, saying he does not deserve to get humiliated like that

-”Katsuki~”

-Demon boy is already behind you with smirk powerful enough to make the devil himself pee his pants

-It’s swimming time bois

-Kaminari walks on his own while Bakugou his holding a screaming Mineta by the ankle

-If you think the entire class isn’t going to watch and record this, you’re incredibly wrong

-”Kaminari first!” You say with a grin, the blond boy begrudginly walking up to the edge before turning back to you.

-”Promise you’ll forgive me after this?”

“Of course! Now turn around.”

-After he slowly turns around your foot collides with his back and shoves him in the water, the blond shrieking in surprise as he’s plummeted to his water defeat

-Mineta is now crying in terror at this point

-”Here’s the best for last princess.” Bakugou says, handing over the flailing grape boy.

-Pondering over it, you shake your head and smile to your boyfriend, “I’ll actually let you do the honors of blasting him across the pool.”

-”What?!”

-Bakugou’s “What?!” sounds excited as he smirks wickedly. The class’ “What?!” is out of shock, pity, and excitement. Mineta’s “What?!” is out of pure fear, as it should.

-Cue Sparky Sparky Boom Man popping a cap in Mineta’s ass and launching the grape boy across the pool

-Whatever pants the little dude was wearing have perished

-Feeling satisfied you hug your boyfriend, both soaking up the cheering from your class and finally feeling better about the whole situation.

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Wanna Bet?

This is set during the Junior and takes place after Chris and Ann leave Uskea following their fight.

Chris and Ann walk hand and hand as they walk towards the new Pizza spot that had just opened in Northbridge.

After buying all of the essential items they needed for their apartment at Uskea, they decided to treat themselves with a nice Pizza and milkshake dinner date.

“I like how bright and pretty Northbridge looks during the Fall time,” Ann says smiling to herself as she leans her tiny frame into Chris’ body.

“And just wait how it’s gonna look with all the Christmas lights and Winter aesthetic’s come December and January,” he says back to her, planting a kiss on top of her head. “You like all the seasons of the year don’t you?” she asks looking up at him.

“I can tolerate the heat. I just like dressing for the cooler weather.” he admits to her.

“I like you in your hoodies and shorts,” she says patting his chest.

He is currently dressed in a Maroon Hartfeld Knight’s Football hoodie, grey Adidas shorts, white Nike socks, and New Balances.

Ann decided to keep her long brown hair tied in a ponytail and sport grey shorts, a pink Hartfeld long sleeve shirt, and flip flops as her appearance for the night. She decided to do away with her makeup and appear natural for their occasion.

“We kinda match don’t we?” Chris says with a smile. “We have got to stop doing this,” she says with a laugh. “I think it’s kinda cute,” Chris admits. “How about this, lets plan our outfits out and show them to each other at the start of each week so we won’t match?”

“Nah,” Chris says shaking his head. “Us matching like this makes us the best couple at Hartfeld, and in the world,”

“You’re so silly,” Ann says shaking her head.

“I hope this Pizza doesn’t make me sick like last time.” Chris says as he starts to grimace.

It was very rare for the tall Quarterback to ever get sick throughout the year. The only times that Ann can recall that he was sick, it was as if the world had came to an end.

The first time was earlier in the year when Chris had caught the flu for the first time. He had ignored his symptoms, but by the end of the day, he felt like death.

The second time was when him and Ann went on a date to the mall their Freshman year and went to a New York Pizzeria that was in the Food Court. He had felt awful afterwards, but he just brushed it off as an upset stomach.

His stomach was certainly “alright” the next morning when he had caught food poisoning and was “puking his guts out” the entire day.

Ever since that moment two years ago, Chris had stayed away from Pizza and had went against eating it from any restaurant.

Some persuasion from Ann however earlier in the day had led them to try this new Pizza place out.

“You’ll be okay Captain,” she says patting his stomach. “You did say that we should try some new foods out the other day.” Ann points out

“Yeah...but not things that gave me food poisoning. I can’t afford to get sick again.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” she says. ‘You never get sick. Guys from Maine never get sick,’ she says in her manly voice. “We don’t!” he exclaims.

“Hey if you back out on eating here, I’m gonna tell the guys that you wussed out on eating Pizza and they’re gonna make fun of you.”

Chris squints his eyes and let’s out a chuckle. “Yeah, well I lose either way. They already call me a simp cause I basically do as you say. But I’d rather have an Ann that’s happy then a girlfriend that’s angry.” He says looking down at her. “You know the saying, happy wife happy life.” He raises his eyebrows at that. “Ughh you’re so corny.”

“You still love me though,” he says leaning down to her. “Indeed I do,” she says before giving him a quick kiss.

“Ayo!” A teenager calls out which causes the two to separate from each other. Chris puts a protective arm around Ann’s waist. “Excuse my friend,” another teenager says as him and a few of his associates walks towards the couple. “You guys need some help with something?” Chris asks.

The four teenagers look as if they are a mix between Juniors and Sophomores in High School. “Nothing major, we‘re just leaving the Girls volleyball game at Northbridge High and we just were looking for some fun.”

“Well let’s at least introduce ourselves,” one of the teenagers says. “My name is Andre, and these are my friends Marcus, Leon, and Trey.”

“It’s nice to meet you all,” Ann says smiling nicely at them and shaking their hands.

It’s one of the things that Chris admires about her. They both don’t have a clue as to what these kids want, but here she is shaking their hands and showing generosity towards them without even knowing them.

“We just wanted to know if you wanted to make a bet?” Trey says as he looks at Chris. “I’m a gambling man, why not?” Chris says looking at the four boys. Ann grabs Chris’ hand and she moves in close to his body.

“For real?” Marcus asks “Yeah why not?” Chris says with a shrug. “My girl and I have nothing better to do besides getting some dinner. So what’s the bet?”

“I bet you that my boy Andre can here can ride his bike from the stop sign over here, to the stop sign across the street.”

“Ha, deal,” Chris says going to shake Trey’s hand. “Hold up, hold up yo, we’re not done. Andre here is gonna do a wheelie while he does it.”

“There’s no way that your friend can do that.” Chris chuckles at them. “Oh yeah?” Leon asks.

“How much do you want to bet that I don’t think he can do it?” Chris asks with a smile.

“Chris,” Ann whispers at him. “No, it’s fine babe. How much do you boys want if he can make it.”

“Ten dollars,” Trey says. “Ten dollars!” Chris says while raising his eyebrows. “That’s all you want?”

“Yeah, we’re trying to get a large pepperoni, sausage, and bacon Pizza. We only have fifteen now, but an extra ten can get us a two liter Coke for each of us to share.”

“Alright cool, you gentlemen have yourselves a deal then,” Chris says moving in to shake their hands. “Sweet,” Marcus says with a huge grin moving to shake Chris’ hand. “But,” Chris says pulling back, “If you’re buddy Andre here can’t make it to and from that stop sign while doing a wheelie, then you owe me and my girlfriend Ann here ten dollars each.” He says.

“I’m not in this,” Ann says as she backs away with her hands up. “Awe cmon Ann,” Chris says with a smile, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. “Nope, I’m not in on this bet. This is between you boys, I get the best seat in the house,” she says as she stands back and crosses her arms with a smile.

“Alright, you don’t owe Ann ten dollars, but you’ll owe me ten dollars, each.”

The boys’ eyes widen at them. “Christopher Powell,” Ann says to him sternly. “I’m just kidding with you guys, but you still will owe me ten dollars if Andre fails. Deal we have?” Chris asks as he issues his hand out.

“Deal.” Trey says. Each boy shakes Chris’ hand as Andre moves towards his bike.

“Alright, three, two, one, GO!” Chris yells.

Andre pops a wheelie and rides his bike across the street and over towards the stop sign while traffic comes to a stop. He waits until there is another red light for him to ride his wheelie again.

He comes very close, but his bike falls down about a few inches close to where Chris, Ann, and his friends stand out.

The boys groan in frustration as Chris smiles widely and celebrate. “Haha, I knew it,” he says shaking his head. “But you did a great job riding across the street though, I know I wouldn’t be able to do that.”

Andre nods his head and gives Chris a signature “guys” handshake. “So Ann and I are gonna go get our dinner. While we do that, you boys get ready to pay up,” he says with a wink as he takes Ann’s hand into the restaurant.

Leaving the four boy’s to discuss what they will do, Ann motions to Chris. “Are you really going to make those boys give you their money?” she asks. “I thought you knew me better than that,” he says with a wide grin.

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As the boys stand awkwardly outside after discussing what they were going to do, Ann and Chris walk out with two pizzas, milkshakes for the two of them, and 2-liter bottle of Coke for the boys.

“What’s this?” Trey asks. “I don’t want your guys’ money,” he says as he sets their large Pizza down. “Although I’m only 20, I remember what it’s like to be a kid after a high school game and just trying to cause some mischief and have some fun. You guys made Ann and I’s night. All we ask is that when the time comes, pass it on.”

“You’re what’s up man,” Marcus says as he moves over to shake Chris and Ann’s hand. The other boys do the same.

“You mind if we take a picture with you and put it on Instagram and Twitter? This was like really cool man.” Andre says. “Yeah dude, no problem.”

The five boys take a selfie before Ann takes a picture of the five of them together with their Pizza’s.

“You guys enjoy your dinner!” Ann calls out to them as they walk away and sit at a different table. “That was really nice of you Chris, I’m a lucky to have a man like you in my life. Let’s not fight again,” she says looking at him.

“I agree,” he says with a smile and giving her a quick kiss.

“I’m glad I kissed you before you had Pizza breath,” he jokes with her.

She swats his chest before taking a seat next to him and enjoying their dinner together in peace.

#mc x chris #chris x mc #the freshmen series #the sophomore #the junior #the senior #chris powell #christopher powell

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harmonal · 6 years

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Hidden Boarding school Au set in their final year. Y/n suddenly feels her life shift when she sees a familiar face walk into her Biology class. Part 1 of 2

Pairing: Jimin x Oc/Reader

Word count: 6,000 +

Genre: Fluffiest of Fluff with some Angst

Warnings: None so far!

Authors Note: This started as a dream I had the day before valentines and I just had to write it down! Thank you for reading all my dribbles.

Rowland Private School became not only a home but it became my life. 6 years I had spent walking through the Victorian style building, it’s dreary outside contrasted with it gothic designs within its walls. A 10ft hedge surrounded the perimeter, its presence essentially shielding the building from the outside world and in turn preventing us from seeing what lay beyond.

Don’t be confused, I had enjoyed my time here. It gave me the best education I could hope for but with only 1 year left, I felt a dread slowly build inside me as each day past. The eventual departure into the adult world was coming up too fast, I was not in any way prepared. I would laugh a long with friends, well class mates, as they joked about the situation. Many already had futures with their families, CEO positions, businesses to take over, some to become doctors, some heirs to thrones, some planned to take a gap year and here I sat unsure. I hadn’t seen my parents in 2 years, my mother abroad on some diplomatic business and my father in Australia running the family business. I had been sent here as a spritely 11 year old and I haven’t left since. It was the first day of the semester, Biology class with Dr Park. A middle aged woman, her dark hair cut into a stylish bob which matched her choice of outfit. She had always chosen her outfits carefully to match the status of the school. This wasn’t a place to wear a fuzzy jumper or jeans. The class struggled to settle with the excited conversations of summer adventures and plans for the rest of the year. Several boys boomed with laughter from along the back row. Their faces just out of eyesight but I could easily imagine their eyes squeezed shut with tears as they continued their conversations. Dr Park tapped the board and the class become quiet, yet not everyone was focused as she wanted. I snorted as paper aeroplane flew across the room and hit the boy next to me in the face. My hand instantly covering my lips.

“Y/n is there an issue?”

Dr Park shouted across the classroom, her hand gripped onto her pen tighter as she paused mid sentence.

“No Dr Park. I’m sorry.” I could see the floor just swallowing me up, I hated the way my cheeks burned when attention was on me.

Instinctively I covered my face more with my small hands, the cooler touch of skin on skin helped with the blush.

“Are you okay Tae.” I whispered to him. Taeyung was one of the few I would call a friend. He gave me one of his signature box smiles in response, his eyes were soft and glowed with the autumn sun that cascaded upon his features. I nodded and picked my pencil up, I tried to focus, Biology was one of my strongest classes. I originally had aspirations of becoming s doctor, maybe a vet, I wasn’t so sure anymore. Classmates head began to turn towards the door and out of curiosity I did too. What I saw was a mop of blonde hair that covered his face, a frame slight under the same uniform we wore for school. Yet his face showed so much distaste.

“Ah good, class please.”

Dr Park coughed as she ushered the boy to her side. His posture one of apprehension standing in front of everyone , his face still looked to the floor, soft eyelashes outline dark eyes as they scanned the feet of the students in the front row.

“We have a new student starting with us today who will join us for the final year here at Rowlands.”

The classroom murmured as they took in the boy who stood before us, his hands ran through his hair nervously as Dr Park nudged him forward.

“Please take the seat at the back for me.”

The only empty seat at the back sat behind myself and Tae, he casually walked towards his seat as Dr Park caught our attention again. Two large diagrams filled the board. “Now, who can tell me the difference between an Animal Cell and a Plant cell?”

.…

“Did you see the way those girls looked that new kid today?” I laughed as Taeyung hung himself upside down beside my on the bed. His legs stretched up my wall and his arms fell behind him touching the floor with his finger tips. He was an odd ball.

“Do you know his name?”

He suggested. He had obviously been lost in his thoughts, his eyes looking towards the pattern of stars on my ceiling.

“Err no. I don’t.”

“I bet Jungkook would know,” he smiled as he shifted onto his stomach and reached for his phone. The screen shone with a selfie of us, a beautiful summers day last month that we had shared. Yet again my parents had left me here instead of having me at home and Tae was kind enough to stay too. My shoulders slipped down the wall until I was laying parallel to him. “Jungkookie knows everything,” he smirked searching for the boys contact. Tae presses call and waited as the dial tone blasted through his phone.

“Tae Hyung, what’s up!” His voice blared against the rumble of voices around him.

“JungKook, I need some information. Do you know anything about this new boy in our year? He came into Dr Parks Biology class this morning. “

“You mean the blonde one who’s sat right next to me.” He laughed, my body suddenly tensed up. “It’s Jimin. Man, I haven’t seen this kid for years since I was in Busan!”

Tae turned towards you, mouthing the words Busan, his eyes searching yours for any indication of an answer.

“Ah thanks bro, I’ll speak to you later.” He sat up pressing his shoulder to mine. His phone locked in his hand and he threw it off the bed. “Well?”

“Jimin from Busan? Don’t know him.”

My voice hitched as I said that name, the words tasted like vomit as I tried to keep my nerve, how could I look Tae dead in the eye and lie to him. I did know a Jimin, I knew Park Jimin. How could you ever forget your the name of your childhood friend. The small chubby boy with glasses that would accompany you anywhere. His voice echoed in your mind, the sound of giggles and screaming as you would play in the sea. But those memories were merely on the distance and it was now the present, they weren’t relevant anymore. It couldn’t be the same boy. Not after he left you, his family left yours, the hatred your parents had for them. You were separated and was told to forget him. And he to forget you too.

...

“His name is Park Jimin.”

“Do you think he’s related to Dr Park.”

“He sure is handsome.”

“He’s adorable.”

“Apparently he’s up for the soccer team.”

“He used to play for his old school.”

“I wonder why he moved schools”

“Do you think he got in trouble ?”

“Expelled?”

“Maybe something illegal ?”

It was endless, it had been a week since he first came into that classroom. I hugged my knees closer as I say between some girls from my class. The warm sun shone above as we waited for our turn again during our physical education class. Mr Kim had decided on a British sport called Rounders, like the American Baseball but less shouting and sliding. He mixed the classes so girls and boys were together. To my dismay Jimin had been put on my team yet no one else seemed to mind. The girls all seemed to just fall to his feet and it was turning me sick.

Lisa and Rose blushed as he looked our way, he sat just behind me in the line. They had not stopped chatting about him since the start of class, I merely nodded when they expected a response. Maybe the eye rolls weren’t a big enough hint for them. I smiled sweetly as I stood for my turn to bat, I wasn’t the best at sports but I’d give it a good go when I had to. I begrudgingly pulled down the silly sports skirt I was wearing, why the school chose such ridiculing uniforms I didn’t know. I took my stance in front of Jungkook who was enjoying pitching, his powerful throws caught most off guard but I knew him well enough now .

“Cmon kookie,” I blew him a kiss, “show me your worst.”

He smirked in reply and threw the ball square at me, I quickly swapped hands and back handed it to the right. Jungkook jaw hung low in surprise as i began to speed towards the first base and then the second and the third. If only I was fast enough but smaller student named Min Yoongi had already thrown it to forth.

I hesitated behind a tall boy at third, his long arms ready for the ball. I recognised him as Taeyungs room mate, a joyful character named Jung Hoseok but they all called him J hope. I could see why, his smiled out shone anyone around him, I looked towards the base and saw Jimin take the bat I had ditched just moments ago. It was becoming later in the day now, the orange sun cast behind him and silhouetted his body. He had matured into his body, no longer chubby but a defined arms, chest and legs. I shook my head, no, it wasn’t the same guy. I had to get that silly idea out of my head. Park was a common name and there has to be more than one Park Jimin in Korea.

“Y/n run!” I heard Tae scream from the side lines, in daydream moment Jimin had hit the ball hard and it was heading straight towards me and at my head.

I swore as it collided hard against my skull and as my body hit the ground. The pain throbbed as I pressed my hand to my face. It had hit my forehead, I could already feel a bruise forming and tears building in my eyes.

“Are you okay, I’m so sorry.” The hands were soft, fingers light as one hand wrapped around my arm and the other under my chin. My eyes met his, his iris dark ,his nose scrunched when he was unsure.

“Y/n”. His voice breathy and shocked. His grip loosened as the crowd formed around us.

“Now now, everyone back away.”

Mr Kim forced his way through the students. “Are you able to stand”. He asked me as he nudged Jimin out of the way. Mr Kim reached down and grabbed my hand, his strength pulled me up and I wobbled as I stood. My head hurt beyond belief, my stomach began to do flips. I almost fell straight back down.

“Okay okay. Looks like a concussion to me. I think it’s time for you to go back to the dorms.” I nodded closing my eyes, the earth seemed to move below my feet, stars appeared and my vision became dark.

... My eyes felt groggy as I peered open into the room. The pillow felt soft against my head, woollen blanket covered my bare legs. I suddenly shot up in the bed, why were my legs bare ? What happened to my uniform. I looked down and just saw my bra and underwear. Instinctively i drew the blanket close to my body and wrapped it around myself. “At least I’m still in my room,” I quietly laughed to myself, I winced as the pain shot through my head.

The sun had already began to set, the shadows cast along my tiny room. I looked to my desk, I grabbed the small mirror and looked at my face. I didn’t look too bad, the bruising sat above my right eye, it had already started to turn purple but luckily not much swelling. I hesitated to touch it.

The closed door of my bathroom unlocked, instantly I reacted and threw the mirror in its direction . A shocked Jimin stood with his hands up defensively, eyes wide like a doe. The mirror shattered on the floor and I felt my heart sank, it was one of my oldest possessions .

“What are you doing in here?!” I demanded, holding the blanket tighter to my semi naked body.

“Whoah I come in peace little dumpling.”

I squeaked at the name, it wasn’t something I had heard for 10 years.

“I brought you back to your room.” “How do you know where I stayed?”

I felt my voice become higher, I was panicking. I wasn’t sure why.

“Taeyung and Jungkook showed me.” Traitors, the both of them. He still had his hands up in the air.

“Look, now you’re awake I guess I’ll leave. I’m sorry.”

“For what?” My voice felt bitter. “For your head.. and I guess that mirror .” As he smiled you could see his eyes light up, the same as they did earlier.

“So I’ll see you around“. He smiled once more walking towards the door. I stood still, one hand against my chest and another on the desk. My heart rate was sky high, my mind racing.

What had just happened. Park Jimin was in my room. He saw me in my underwear. Heat filled my cheeks once more, I had become irrational in the moment.

I grabbed my phone and two texts appeared .

Taetae [one way to entertain the class. that was crazy how you managed to throw up everywhere. Give me a text when you’re up and ready for dinner! ]

Unknown [Im sorry again]

That would explain the lack of clothes. Concussion did normally lead to nausea and memory loss. I sat back on the bed, waving my fingers over the two texts. Undecided who to reply to first.

Y/n [meet me for dinner in 10 mins?]

Taetae [sure, I’m already down in the hall with Jungkook].

Great, he was probably enjoying all of this. His childish nature brought out the worst in Tae. I sighed and slowly reached for casual wear in my bed side draws before applying as much concealer as possible to my forehead through wincing. I wouldn’t be surprised if I was the talk of the school now after that mishap and sure enough, all conversations stopped as I walked in and sat behind the boys.

“Ah here she is,” Tae wrapped his arm around my shoulder as I sat next to him. “Your head looks alright,” tilting his head to have a better view, “does it hurt?”

He giggled as I pushed away from the pain of his finger pressing into my forehead.

“You little ..” I pressed my lip to stop the curse, his hand now by his side. I looked around the table. Tae sat next to Jungkook, with yoongi, j hope on the other side. They all seemed too engrossed with food to notice another person sit down. He sat next to Jungkook on the opposite side to me. The six of us on the end of the bench like tables. I couldn’t not notice the bright blonde in this light , the colour suited him, it defined his face. Soft features now formed into a straight cut jaw, sharp lines, smokey eyes which seemed to stare into your soul.

Jimin coughed suddenly , I had been staring far too long and he noticed.

“How are you feeling?” It was almost a whisper, as though he didn’t want anyone else to hear. “I’m okay.” I really needed to get over myself, he made my heart jump a beat each time his eyes met mine. He made me flustered. He made weak. He made me frustrated with myself. Tae nudged me in the ribs.

“Lisa has some crazy idea that she wants to have a party now the snooty old prefects are gone! You in?”

“When is it?” I questioned, my body turning to his.

“Tomorrow night.” He smiled.

“But that’s a Tuesday night.” I spoke in hush, surprised at the day in question.

“The teachers wouldn’t expect it. Less patrol and less prefects to interfere.”

“I’m in.” I needed some fun for once. The same old routine was becoming bleak and boring.

“You wanna come Jimin? Be a good chance to meet some of the girls.” Jungkook called across the table, Jimin looked up from his plate to me and then to Kookie. His face complex. I watched as he pondered his decision, the corner of his lips turning up as a smirk appeared. His eyes met with mine.

“Sure why not.” Why was he staring at me like that. It made me shiver, if it wasn’t for the warm body of Tae almost pressed next to me on the bench then I would have assumed I was cold.

“Good. It’s a plan then. I think Lisa said she’s just gonna hold it in the common room. I know all the soccer team are already going.”

“No surprise there.” I snorted, ideally stirring the peas on my plate, avoiding the eye contact that burnt into my head.

“Well you know what she’s like.” Tae said dramatically. “Remember that one year . Her and Taemin got caught in the lower hall toilets.”

“No way!” Jimin laughed. “Did they get in trouble?”

“Well no. Her daddy paid off the school to keep quiet. She didn’t however.” I rolled my eyes.

“Are all the girls in this school sluts then?” Jimin questioned.

“What’s that supposed to mean.” I snapped.

“Well I’ve already seen one in their underwear.” His voice playful as the table started to roar; J hope laughing as Yoongi almost spat his food everywhere, Jungkook slapping the table laughing as Tae questioned Jimin.

“Who’s the girl? Duh you’ve only been here 5 mins and already a hit.” He smiled at Jimin. But Jimin still had his eyes locked on mine. Who did he think he was. Tae was right, he’s only just arrived at the school and wants to give off that impression. I guess he wanted to be known as a player then.

“Okay, games in our room?” Tae stood up from his spot almost tipping me off the edge of the bench.

“Cmon Jimin, why don’t you join us? I’m sure Jungkook needs to some fresh competition around here. Y/n, you coming?”

“Yeah guess so, I was that hungry anyways.” I placed my fork down on the half empty plate and walked after Tae towards the dorms, shamefully aware of Jimin walking behind me. I consciously continued to have the conversation in my own head, was he really the same child I knew.

... I was still attempting to convince myself otherwise several hours later as I sat on the floor with my back against Taes bed. Jungkook and J hope fully indulged in a game of Mario Kart. Some students were blessed with more lavish rooms provided by their parents, Taeyung not being an exception. His parents were art dealers and ran several galleries across Asia and Australia. His side of room hung replicas of his favourites, whilst J hope had some random K pop posters on his walls. He says it’s like nostalgia to him seeing bedrooms the way they were 10 years ago. I just enjoyed looking at the girls outfits if I was honest.

I relaxed my head against the soft mattress of Taes bed, Tae sat next to me on the floor whilst Jimin, J hope and Jungkook sat on the bed. You could feel the bed move as they over exaggerated their movements on the screen. It was funny, I couldn’t deny it. J hope always knew how to light up the room with his jokes and funny gestures. Jimin had been unsurprisingly quiet, well he was quiet compared to the rest of them. They all wouldn’t shut up. He did remind me of that child but the one I knew wasn’t shameful, boastful or generally an ego-tistic person who this Jimin was. The way he stared, the way he smirked. I internally groaned, I took my phone out to pass the time. Flicking through social media to pass the time, seeing Lisa’s latest twitter update advertising her party. My phone vibrates with the text message tone.

Unknown [you never replied to my message earlier]

Y/n [who is this? And how did you get my number?]

Humming under my breath. I knew exactly who it was, it was more the method he got my number. It was though I could feel his breath on the bass of my neck, the heat from him behind me. I knew his legs were crossed and I could feel his weight dipping the mattress.

Unknown [now now dumpling. How could you forget me?]

Y/n [how could you forget me Jimin]

I heard him laugh under his breath. That was a bold text, more of a test. I waited for a reply but none came, the boys were settling down now. It was getting close to curfew when we all had to be in our rooms. The only disadvantage about a boarding school is the rules. One of the only reasons I was looking forward to leaving, I could make my own rules .

“Okay guys, I’m gonna head to bed. Got some homework to do anyways. Thanks for the fun!”

“But Y/n you didn’t even go against me!” Jungkook pouted at me, his soft young features made him look like a child.

“Next time Kookie. I promise!” I waved at everyone before opening their door and leaving.

The hallways were quiet at this time of night, many students were already in their rooms. Many studying or doing homework. Curfew had always been strict for us, all students regardless of age or class had to be in their rooms by 8.30pm sharp. The social scene wasn’t huge at Rowland’s but we made do with the little events we had. We had a prom every summer and a winter formal, it was just some excuse for the older kids to sneak in alcohol and take advantage of the later curfew. The school might be for the higher end students but they sure didn’t act it when it came to having fun. Lisa was a prime example, Jungkook or Tae weren’t saints either. The memories of their phones being confiscated due to a group chat they created, you can only imagine what it included. A tune hummed between my lips, soft melody raising and falling, it was of my favourite piano tune. One I could never remember the name to but could hum the whole song effortlessly.

The girls dormitory was in a separate wing to the boys, you had to walk down a back hall way past the open gardens of the school and up a floor. I aimlessly scrolled through my phone as I walked, notifications of group chats, a text from Tae appeared. I stopped to open it up, too many times I’ve walked straight into dorm thing whilst engrossed with my phone.

Tae [you seemed a little off this evening. You okay?]

Y/n [i’m good, don’t worry about me 😘]

“Y/n.” I thought my heart had jumped from my own chest, the sudden voice caused myself to jump and almost drop my phone. I stumbled as grabbed it before it hit the floor, my hand reached for the wall to push myself back up.

“Jimin.” I attempted to catch my breath back again as i spun to him.

“Why’d you scare me like that!” “Sorry.” He looked to his shoes.

“You need to stop saying sorry.”

“Okay.” We both stood there, only the moonlight to illuminate the hallways through the ceiling high windows. It felt awkward, as though neither of us knew what to say.

“Look..” “Y/n..”

We both spoke at the same time, both gesturing for the other one to speak.

“I got your number from Tae.” He said first. He looked sincerely at me as to encourage me not to retaliate once more. Maybe he remembered the mirror incident earlier too well. “I asked for it last week, when I saw you sitting with him in that Biology class. I wanted to see if my mind was really playing tricks on me Y/n. My parents told me i’d never see to you again.” He stepped closer, his fingers reached for my face , brushing stray parts of my fringe from my face.

“It’s not swollen much has it?” He smiled into his chest as his fingers lingered touching my skin. It stung where he lightly pressed but I couldn’t concentrate with his close he was. His eyes were the same, how I could I not realise before but they were the same. The small sweet smile, I looked up to him as he towered over me. He may be shorter compared to the other guys but he was still taller than me.

“It really is you. Isn’t it?” My voice small and faint, not really believing what I was saying.

“Who else would I be? Little dumpling?” He shook his head and took a step back from me, hands trembling as he ran his fingers through his hair.

“Why did you leave?” I knew I should have eased in with a better question but it was all I could think of.

“My father made that decision.” His back now turned away from me. “I.. we.. they didn’t want us to talk to each other any more. Our families decided.. they..”

“They what Jimin?”

“Nothing. Actually I don’t even know I thought it would be a good idea to come here, to this school.”

“Pardon?” He turned and looked at me, dead in the eyes with his lips sealed shut. “Jimin. What aren’t you saying?” I pushed further. My mind racing. My eyebrows knitted together causing my head to throb slightly.

I wasn’t the type of person to enjoy having secrets kept from me, especially from someone like this. I knew him but didn’t at the same time. A decade had passed since we properly knew one another, now he stood before stammering as though the words were stuck in his throat.

“Nothing. Let’s pretend I didn’t say anything.”

“No. You can’t do that!” I began to yell. Grabbing onto his hoody.

“You can’t just re appear in my life like that. Acting all strange around me. One moment being kind and then an asshole when the guys are around. What do you take me for? Some dumb blonde.” I could feel the rage burning inside, there was confusion, distraught and most of all frustration. “I haven’t seen you for 10 years and you’ve yet to grow up. We’re 18 not 8 anymore.” The words echoed down the empty hall. He still stood before me, watching me, that same stare he did before, it made me itch.

“Just tell me what you want to say!” I demanded once more. “Jimin.” It felt more like a please at this point. My body was pushed against the cool glass of the window, soft hands pressing my face into his. His gentle lips touching mine, all I could do was whimper at sensation. My arms had gone limp and my hand released the grip on his hoody. In my mind what felt like minutes was only seconds, my lungs had forgotten to function and I gasped for my air as he pulled away. He placed his finger against my lips.

“Shh. Someone is coming.” Panic began to set in as I saw the clock on the wall behind his head. It read 8.40pm, 20 mins past curfew. We were going to be in trouble. Not only for being up late but also Jimin not even being near his dorm at all.

Footsteps seemed to become closer in the hall. I tilted my head in the direction of my dormitories. Jimin nodded his head in response, we navigated ourselves in between the shadows til we reached the door. “Quick!” I whispered as I pushed it open. The sound of the door clicking shut was louder than expected and I heard the disgruntled voice beyond it. Shaken, I scrambled for my keys in my pocket. The small silver key that belonged to my dorm room door slammed into the lock and with a wiggle I pushed the door open.

We collapsed against his other on the floor, mirroring each other’s actions as we sat with backs against the door. Almost feeling as the action would create more security. I turned my head to face him once more, his lips were parted as he was breathing heavily. Gentle strands of blonde hair hung from his forehead. Eyes narrowed as they looked back at me. I could have easily been lost in that moment and didn’t care.

“What was that kiss about back there?” I whispered once more.

“It was the quickest way I thought to shut you up.” He weakly smiled.

“You never answered the question either.”

“I think it’s time I should go back to my room.” He began to stand to his feet.

“No. You still haven’t answered.” I stubbornly replied and I attempted to get to my feet too.

I watched as his hands pulled the door open and taking a quick glance outside.

“Good night Y/n.” I looked up to him again, he gently placed a kiss on my cheek before walking straight out of my room, and essentially disappearing again whilst my mind had so many questions. ....

My eyes were still open when the first alarm blared next to me. I didn’t need to turn my head as I swung my arm at the phone.

A million voices circled my mind as I tried to conjure up an answer for last night. Why did this happen, what did my parents try to hide, what was I meant to do now? Just go on as normal? I had tried to texted Jimin but no reply I assumed he was asleep. I rubbed my eyes rigorously in a feeble attempt of erasing the sore, dry crust that had disgustingly formed around them.

“Eww.” I muttered whilst pottering around to gather uniform for breakfast. No end of make up could hide the purple circle under my eyes, matched with a now yellow/green bruise on my forehead. I wasn’t even sure how I could have forgotten about that. About the incident, about jimin seeing me in this room. Without clothes on. The thought made me shiver.

It wasn’t as though I was shy with my sexuality or body, I wasn’t. Lisa had made sure of that over the years.

But that felt too intimate for us, I struggled to envision it. Both of us to be that close to each other, I won’t deny ever fantasising about it but I was constantly reminded about how much like brother and sister we were. So it eventually left a sick feeling in my mouth any time I thought of him any other way than my brother.

Now I felt frustrated with the memories, I remember the day it happened, we all had been around the Parks for dinner. The father had just come home and my parents said we were leaving. And that was it, i was enrolled with Rowlands the next week and sent on my way. Why didn’t I push more for it? Maybe I was too excited to finally be away and in boarding school. I missed Busan dearly.

... The usual suspects sat around our normal breakfast table, Yoongi deep into his notes as a strong beat thumped in his headphones, J hope was chatting to Jungkook who smiled as I sat next to him.

“Good morning Miss Zombie.” They both giggled. I did my best attempt of a stare which only created more giggles.

“Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.” Jungkook continued, he rolled his eyes before turning back to J hope in their conversation. Tae looked at me concerned, he reached over the table with his hand, a simple yet deep gesture.

“I’m okay.” I whispered to him. He wasn’t stupid, he knew something wasn’t right. I didn’t want to burden him with anything though, he already had enough on his plate with the pressure from his parents. However, his deep eyes seemed to suck my soul in and I couldn’t resist telling him things. It was though he was begging me as he kept the eye contact.

“Am I interrupting?” Jimin smirked as he sat next to Tae. He eyed me up, I felt naked as he scanned my face and hung on my eyes. There wasn’t a blanket to hide behind this time, yesterday had felt like it happened months ago. I looked back to Tae and in that moment he knew. He knew it was Jimin.

I wanted to cry, I wasn’t normally a crier but between the situation and my lack of sleep, and with the head ache that had started to pound I could feel the tears begin to fill my eyes.

“I don’t feel well. I’m gonna go to the nurse.” I stood up sluggish and walked out, my movements slow as I staggered out of the canteen and towards the nurses office by the front reception. But heavy footsteps and voice stopped me.

“Wait Y/n.” I was happy and equally disappointed as I turned and saw Tae. “Cmon lets go talk somewhere.”

I simply nodded, no words to respond even if I did my voice wouldn’t have made a single word without bawling.

He dragged me into the nearest empty classroom, as soon as the door clicked shut. He pulled me close and held me tight. The familiar smell, his aftershave smelt strong and the warmth from his skin made my face burn.

We stayed still like this was a few minutes whilst he rubbed circles into my back as I attempted to fight back the tears. I needed to stop, I needed to calm down. I was over reacting and it was making me more frustrated. The more frustrated I became, the more tears began to fall down my cheeks and Tae in turn held me tighter.

I sniffles and began to pull away. “I’m sorry.” Attempting to laugh in between the tears. I rested my arms back against a table facing Tae. He smiled at me sympathetically.

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“It’s really complicated.” I wiped the corner of my eye with my right sleeve, the wool material scratching my skin.

“Try me.” He folded his arms as he mirrored your actions and leaned against the adjacent table.

“I knew Jimin before last week.” I looked at him to gage a reaction. However, he didn’t even move an inche but silence implied for me to continue. “My parents and his were close, we were close. Then suddenly we weren’t. I got shipped to this school and never saw him again til last week. I had no way to contact him or even know where he was. Then he spoke to me last night, said some things... did something and now here I am with no make up on, haven’t slept at all and crying my eyes out to my best friend cause some of guy.” Tears re-emerged as I tried to control myself.

“Sorry I’m just getting frustrated.”

“It’s okay. What did he say? If you don’t mind me asking ?”

“That his father decided we couldn’t be friends anymore basically. I asked him what that meant but he wouldn’t tell me. I just want to know Tae, I was stupid to never question it as a child but he kissed me Tae. Jimin kissed me.”

The colour slowly drained from Taes face, his expression like stone but his eyes gave him away. He didn’t like that, he really didn’t like the idea of Jimin kissing me. Tae had always assumed the big brother role, defending me and protecting me. It didn’t surprise me he was trying to do it again.

“Well did you want that?”

“I don’t know . Maybe? No? I don’t know.” I felt dramatic. I was over this conversation already. “ I think I feel better now.” I looked to him as though to plead not to continue. “Okay lets go.”

#BTS fanfic #BTS fanfiction #Jimin Fanfiction #BTS imagine #Jimin imagine

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candyclan · 6 years

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Coming out letter to my mom. (FTM) At the start of my transition, I wanted to go by a name that started with an “A”because my birthname did. All the rest of it is basically the same.

THE TRUTH:

I didn’t scream “I am a boy” at my parents. Honestly, my mother (specifically) controlled a lot of what I did, who I hung out with, and what I wore as a child. I believe she has/had an idea about what she wanted out of a daughter since I was born, and really just lived through me. I think she eventually had to give me room to make my own decisions, later in life. I didn’t come out until I was 16, although I had spent 6 months prior to even coming out thinking about my gender identity. I was extremely sheltered. I want you guys to know that I didn’t know what being transgender was until I was a freshman in high school and met my best friend (who is STILL MY BEST FRIEND TODAY) who identified as Non-binary gender fluid. I had never really met someone AFAB that lived to be anything other than female. With that came the knowledge that sometimes, men don’t necessarily have to have penises and I can wear whatever I’m comfortable with. I used to be religious in middle school (raised Christian) but I never found god. It never made sense to me how so many people can put their faith in other people’s ideas of what god is (the Bible) but not listen when their real CHILD comes to them and tells them that they feel uncomfortable in their gender identity. I also came out as bisexual in middle school, after meeting a girl I had a fancy for. To which my mother sobbed and cried and asked how she had failed as a parent. I remember loving pink, it was my favorite color. Pink, purple, blue. My top 3. Now it’s blue, pink, purple but basically the same. I had a pink room, loved hello kitty, let my mom curl my hair with little curlers at night so I could wake up and be somebody different the next day. My brother played with carebears and my Barbie dolls more than I did as a child. I remember a toy gun and handcuffs. I was fairly experimental as a child, I did: Girl Scouts, swimming, piano, soccer, ballet, cheerleading, and more honestly. I always got “boy” toys at McDonald’s (I mean cmon they’re cooler) I just was kinda everywhere. I feel like that’s easier for someone AFAB to be. My brother was harassed by my family for liking girly things but I was never shown that I couldn’t like stereotypical “boy things” by extended family. My mother however in the line at McDonalds I could never forget, turned and looked at me (baseball cap backwards tank top and shorts)and said “So, what?” “Are you batting for the other team” implying that because of the clothes I liked to wear I would be a lesbian. My mother (like I said, kinda controlling and extremely narcissistic) when I was allowed to cut my hair super short for the first time I was 16. Afterwards she has said things like: “but you’re so pretty how could you have cut your hair” “you looked so nice with long hair” I never felt akin to femininity. I was actually VERY uncomfortable with it. I hated being the “weaker” gender. I never wanted my nails painted. It was torture. I acted like makeup and and nail polish was torture, the hairbrush was my enemy. I used to just put my hair up in a low ponytail every day as I got older. I knew she’d never let me cut it all off. Basically, other than wanting to grow up strong and tough and not liking to be treated like a female, I was female. There were parts of being female I didn’t really have a problem with, and honestly that’s why I didn’t come out for so long. I wasn’t in a house or raised by people I knew would accept anything other than me being their “little girl” I was a daddies girl. So between my lack of understanding of where my feelings towards my gender roles were coming from, being encouraged by my family to be girly, not being exposed to gender diversity (or anything queer), and my controlling mother, I remained in the dark about who I was.

TRIGGER WARNING:::(abuse)::::: I was never close with my mother, and actually hated her growing up. To this day she is the most judge mental, self-centered woman I know. My father was funny, charismatic, and lost his shit sometimes. I like to say, 90% of the time he was amazing. We made jokes and could literally finish each other’s sentences. But honestly my father, 10% of the time was abusive. Most of my abuse in my life was covert (narcissistic abuse from my mother) and verbal/emotional/barely physical abuse from my father. He’s 6”3’ 350 lbs and very loud and scary, especially to a young child. He punched a hole in my wall, he threw a remote at a wall and shattered it to pieces, he threatened to kill my dog with a baseball bat in front of me. Which I swear to god he would have done if I wasn’t holding my dog, protecting him. These moments were few and far between, but they were riddled with insults and almost always left me with less than I started with. My father did spank my brother and I, and one time he clapped my brother so well that he left a purple hand mark on his butt. My mother told my father she’d take us away if that happened again. My father never left marks. He never had to, he was so big and would just get up in my face and scream at me. He made me feel helpless. Because he was invading my space I felt physically threatened, and he never actually had to touch me and leave bruises because that threat was already implied by invading my space. I was so young, but I always knew my family wasn’t right. Finally at 16, I stood up to my father for the first time. I didn’t care if he was bigger than me, I didn’t care if I would lose, I was willing to fight for me. Anyway, long story short the police were called because we were screaming at each other in front of his apartment building. I’m not going to say I didn’t fuck up as a teenager, but I never deserved the pressure and the abuse he was dishing out and had dished out my whole life. I knew that. I cut him out of my life just after turning 16, by then I had been questioning my identity. It became easier after leaving my father to fall into who I was. My father is FAIRLY religious and my mother claims to be but she never talks about god, she never prays, and now that my father and her are divorced I don’t think she’s been inside a church since. Losing my father was a lot, despite his abuse he and I were really close and had really similar personalities. The reality of abuse isn’t “well, now I see them as an abuser so now none of that good stuff is left it’s all tainted” I had to struggle with losing someone very important in my life at a young age, for myself.

Arguments against me being trans:

My family has been a bit divided in responding to me coming out. By now, it’s been about 4 years.

My mother and her side of the family are in denial. They don’t understand how I can’t be a “lesbian that just likes boy things”. They don’t use my name or pronouns.

My father, what little communication I have with him now, is bewildered. He and I had a discussion this past Christmas where I brought up what his abuse did to me mentally and he apologized but then tried to say “well what about your part in all of this” and said that I was hanging out with crazy depressed people, cutting myself, doing drugs, (I was smoking weed and I’ve tried acid like once piss off) and was sneaking out. Yeah. I did do all of that BUT GUESS WHAT. IM 20. I go where I wanna go. I fuck who I wanna fuck. I smoke what I want and guess what? It’s not any different from when I was 16 except now I don’t have parents up my ass telling me what to do. His argument basically was that I need to own up to what I did too and that fucking angered me. You don’t apologize and then go “well what about you” that’s not an apology. That’s deflection and honestly I don’t think I need to apologize because my parents were super controlling. I was just trying to do what I wanted and they didn’t like it. He and I have talked about me being trans and he pretty much thinks I’m certifiable. Doesn’t use my name or pronouns.

My brother: Ethan, my brother and I have always been close. He’s 17 now, and he had a different reaction to me being trans. Of all of my family he was the most receptive to my pleas of gender dysphoria and he suffers with anxiety so he gets stuff. But alas, after asking him if he’d call me by my name and pronouns (after 4 years of being out) he thinks that I am the one that has an issue with society. I told him I was starting T soon and he said: “Hrt won’t lessen all the things that come with being transgender. If you feel like doing hormones is the best for you then do it, but from a logical standpoint I think there just needs to be more thickening of skin” he claimes that if I try hard enough I could be fine living as female. Doesn’t use my name or pronouns.

None of my family supports me. None of my family understands. And none of them ever will. I have been out for four fucking years. I can’t tell you how frustrating family rejection can be. I have cried so much at the idea of not having a supportive family. I feel like I was ripped away from a beautiful life somewhere and thrust into this mess.

Honestly though, it doesn’t matter, the world keeps spinning and I keep finding people who love and accept me for who I truly am. I have made peace with my family’s lack of acceptance. It’s made me stronger and more compassionate towards others. Made me want to be better than them. I am actually going to start hormones soon, and on top of other fears I have, will be cutting my family out of my life. I can’t be 25 with a full beard and getting misgendered by my family. I can’t do it. They may feel like I’m going too far, that I don’t have to do this, but I do. I’m not doing this because I didn’t get too much attention as a kid or my mom favored my brother over me, I’m not doing this because it’s cool, I’m not doing this because I’m bored, I’m not doing this because I hate myself or anyone else. This is AFFIRMATION. Sometimes, cutting people who can’t see you for who your really are out of your life is affirming too.

Guys, girls, people, keep your head up. Things get better, I know. I thought life was never going to get better so I know that’s what it can feel like. But it does. Never ever let someone control your life or who you are. You’re beautiful/handsome/amazing! You deserve to be comfortable in your own skin and to love who you are. I am getting there, we all are.

Love,

Tanner M.

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organicli · 7 years

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Day 63, Langkawi to Koh Lipe

After my third night on the worst bed in the world, I went out to do some errands but all the shops were shut at 10am. I got some breakfast from a street food stall which was more of a dinner since it was mainly rice and chicken but it had a fried egg too so that was kind of breakfasty. I saw Dj and his friend and we high fived goodbye.

Maria and I went back into town on her bike to look for the things we needed again. I managed to get speakers and toothpaste but no stamps. The procession of bikes from yesterday came roaring past again. It went on for so long, dozens of bikes growling past. I love women in hijabs on motor bikes. You go girl!!!

I hugged Shane goodbye and gave him a peck under the ear. Maria said she liked my music! I’ve been playing it out loud and I don’t usually like the pressure of choosing something for everyone to listen to but it seems to have been received very well!

We got a cab to the pier and sorted out our tickets. In the food court in had something from the Arabic stand. I didn’t realise how much I like middle eastern food.

I hugged Maria goodbye now and told her it was lovely to have met her, that I don’t spend much time with other girls. (Especially strong girls) I think spending time with her was really good for me.

I ventured off alone, with that ‘I’m on my own now’ feeling and got the ferry. I slept most of the way without meaning to, listening to Sampha’s album. When I woke up, the boat was extremely choppy, rocking side to side and I felt queazy. I’d expected it to be freezing like the other ferry but it was really hot.

I stepped off onto the little boat to take us to shore. Koh Lipe looked very pleasant. We went to shore and had to climb out into the water and carry our bags to land. I felt like I was arriving on a castaway show, except that I knew my stay would be very nice and not awful or publicly broadcast.

A young Asian man from the ferry started speaking to me. I thought he was cute. He said his name was Tri and he was from Laos but he was working on Koh Lipe at the dive school and at some bungalows on the beach. He also said he’d grown up in France. I thought that was interesting 😌😏 you know my affinity with anything French. He said he’d lived in England as well and his English was very good. I told him what India was like.

After I went through the quick and relaxed immigration procedure, he took me to the dive school to drop my big backpack off because I said I’d look at the bungalows down the other end of the beach. The beach is lovely and the sand is white. There were lots of dogs around as well. The bungalows were basic and made of bamboo with mosquito nets making canopies over the thick mattresses. There was a hammock on the porch. He was staying in one of them. I said I was interested.

He walked me back to check into my hostel. Koh Lipe is very small and there are no cars. The main road is a strip of blue concrete about two metres wide. He pointed good restaurants out to me as we went along.

I checked into my room and they told me I had to keep both the nights I’d booked or I’d be charged for them so maybe I’ll spend another night or two in the bungalows afterwards. The ferries between the islands seem quite expensive and, well, I want to spend some time with Tri. The 10 bed female dorm I’m in has a narrow walkway past the beds, which do look comfy, and lockers on the other side but it’s a pain to lug my backpack up and down into mine. I’m looking forward to a bungalow.

I met Tri again in 7eleven and then we went to get some smoothies. I liked this boy and I didn’t want to lie to him. After the confidence I got from telling the others in Langkawi my personal info, and seeing how much I liked being able to speak about it, I wanted to tell him as well.

First, we guessed each other’s ages. I thought he was in his late 20s because he looked very youthful but seemed to have had a lot of experience in the world. He said he was 33. (That’s okay with me) He said he thought I was old enough to be travelling alone. He guessed 22 or 23. He looked really surprised when I told him I was 19. I’m smiling as I’m writing this remembering his face during this conversation.

I told him my truth and he looked even more surprised. I didn’t detect any hints of rejection or disgust but he was definitely shocked. I don’t think his eyebrows came down till we parted. His face was so cute. He asked me some questions and I answered them and made sure to emphasise my reasons and how much I love it. I think people respect it for how I love it.

It’s just crazy for me to be telling people this, especially when I first meet them, when so recently it was something I was deeply ashamed of and thought no one must ever know. It feels wonderful to be authentic and to be accepted.

He said he had to get to work and perhaps I could come and find him if I wanted to get some dinner.

I went and got some bits from my room and headed to the beach although the sun was nearly set so it was getting cooler. I released I’d left my towel in Langkawi which is annoying because it was a good towel.

I read on the beach in a quiet bit and some dogs came over and I stroked them and I went in the water. The sky was nice and blue and lilac and I think there was a bride and groom on the beach having a photo shoot.

Afterwards, I bought some bug spray. I get so many bites, it’s not okay. I think I have about 60 right now. Why doesn’t anyone else get loads? I hope I don’t have a skin infection from those crusty cats at the rescue centre.

I hung out at the hostel in my pod for a bit. I decided I’d get dinner alone because I was sure I’d see Tri some time tomorrow. I wandered down and bought a pad thai from a local restaurant. I put the crushed peanuts on it and lime and chilli flakes and it was really really good.

There was a chubby little toddler with pig tails, belonging to the restaurant’s family, being mischievous and she was adorable.

I had an idea to check out this pool party that was going on. I was doubtful that I would actually go but I entertained the idea nonetheless. It did look pretty shit so I didn’t go. I walked along the beach instead towards Tree’s bungalows, hoping that he might see me and come and talk to me.

I walked along and I nearly got to where he was staying but I got too shy to go further so I turned around.

As I was walking back, a thai man with messy, long, curly hair, green silk trousers and a rainbow shawl tied around him introduced himself to me. He had two friends. They invited me to a bar on the beach and I agreed. Joey, Tak and Bang.

The bar had fake tissue jellyfish hanging outside and bean bags on the sand. Inside was a man, with one of those big rasta hats on with all his hair inside, playing guitar and another man on trombone. The floor was sand and most of the bar was made of wood or bamboo and there was a mural of Jimi Hendrix behind the stage and a tapestry of a weed leaf. I decided I would have a drink. Just one! We sat down and listened to the music; I’m weak for brass. Before long, I was being handed zoots by the dreadlocked bohemian characters of the bar. The guy in the hat finished his set and came over with a hella fat doob hanging out his mouth to greet his friends.

I said, “isn’t it really serious to have this in Thailand?” to Tak next to me. He said there weren’t any police on the island and the owner of the bar blazed as well.

Almost everyone there was Thai and they spoke in Thai a lot of the time, although one man did a lot of actions to his words. There was one white guy sat at the bar and I swear he was just staring at me for ages. I said this to my rainbow friend, Joey, and he said it was just because I was beautiful and I was like 🤔🤔 but dude cmon stop. I thought maybe he was just looking out for me, being a young female tourist in a bar full of foreign men.

I ended up having two beers and a third one was bought for me but I hadn’t seen where it had come from so I thought I’d better not drink it because I was wary of being spiked. Tak had been stroking my arm a bit but I was like, “dude no,” and I think that communicated my point effectively. As soon as I finished my second drink I announced that I was going to go home now. They said “why?” I said, “well, it’s my bed time you see.”

Joey offered to walk me back. I said, “no, you’re gonna stay here and I’m gonna go home.” But he came with me to the front of the bar still and I said maybe we might see each other again (probably not) but he’s leaving the island for two days tomorrow.

I started walking back. I felt that I had been relatively assertive there and I was pleased. I had a good time and now I’m going home, without any trouble. I noticed there was someone walking behind me about 30 ft away. I looked around and wondered if it was someone following me. “Probably not” i told myself. I looked around again. They were closer so I sped up. “Is that that white guy?” I thought. “Shit, maybe he was following me.” He’d caught up now (there were much more people around in this area, fortunately) and I stopped to look out at the sea to see if he’d walk past.

“Hello,” i heard. Oh great, I’ve been followed.

“Hi,” i said, turning around to him.

“I saw you in the bar,” oh did you? I didn’t notice you staring at me for the whole night. He asked me if I was going to the beach party. I said no. He said he wanted to hang out tomorrow. I said I was just going to read on the beach on my own. I quickly brought the conversation to an end and didn’t say goodbye when I walked off. I don’t like him. He has creepy vibes and I hope to spend as little time with him as I’m able to. (Wish me luck)

The walking street on the island is bright and friendly in the day time although it’s quite dark at night, with most shops shut and no street lights. I kept an eye out for anyone following me. I really like it here. I feel content but I also think you definitely need to watch yourself.

“Wuhay!! We’re in bed and we’re still alive!! Again! Well done” I congratulated myself, climbing into my pod.

I like how small this place is except it’s really going to make avoiding people problematic. I thought about how I’d probably have to go to the beach in some sort of disguise tomorrow so that I wouldn’t be disturbed. I decided to go to a different beach on the island tomorrow.

#travels

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