#You're not actually a ghost PLEASE eat when you're hungry Wait why are your friends agreeing that you shouldn't eat

[angel---eater]

Truly, nothing triggers an unreality episode faster than a newly self-discovered system we don't particularly know opening with 'Hi I'm xyz and I came into this system directly from the blorbo universe and I can also hop to my friend's system and yes I do believe everything in Blimbo and Friends happened to me personally and I also very definitely remember being in my friend's system too. I see no difference between fantasy and fiction and reality. Its nice to meet you :)'. Literally nothing faster. I just can't afford to interact with that for prolonged periods of time right now. I know how turbulent system awareness events are and I especially know how tempting it is to try to escape from your life with false memories, but holy fuck slow down. I've got an intersystem partner who's just gotten out of a psychotic manic episode and xey're really fuckin' worn out and scared and I'm trying to remind hir that reality isn't going anywhere. Holy hell. Yeah, our tolerance for woowooisms is at an all time low.

[thiserichann]

cookies and cream - lee jeno

reader x jeno

genre: smut, strangers to fuck buddies, humor if you squint hard enough

word count: 4k-ish

warnings: recklessness (she met with a stranger online, don’t do it kids) excessive lying, 18+ scenes that includes: oral (f receiving) face riding, soft dom!jeno?

This is merely a work of fiction and is not meant to hurt the image of Jeno and NCT. Again, don’t be as reckless as OP. This was just a fantasy of mine that I’ve been dying to get out of my system.

Holy fuck.

That's the only word that you've managed to utter when you decided to check your messages that morning.

You got bored in the middle of the class and decided to sneak a peek on your phone to pass the time. The class is recorded anyways so you can always just go back to the parts of the lessons that you've missed.

But holy fuck.

You never expected to see THAT so early in the morning.

"Miss Y/N?"

You snapped back to reality and stopped malfunctioning for a second when somebody called your name. Everyone including your professor remained quiet and all eyes are on you.

"Oh. Sir what’s the question again?"

You answered nervously as you tried to review your notes and backtrack on what he is discussing a few moments ago.

"I see that you're distracted in the middle of my class again. Mind sharing what you're occupied with?"

"Uhm. I was watching KPOP fancams, sir."

"Fancams won't get you into law school, Miss Y/N. Phones off please."

You tucked your phone back to your pocket and never picked it up again since. The professor started blabbering again but no information is being retained on your head. It stayed that way at your other classes.

You wished you were looking at some KPOP fancams earlier. You’ve watched fancams at class before and got away with it unscathed.

Oh no. It was a goddamn dick pic.

A good one, too.

It was from a guy that you met in a kink site a few days ago. You created the account out of boredom and expected nothing to come out from it. It’s all the flirting and sexting without all the unnecessary commitment

It only took you a few minutes to set up an account. For some privacy, you made a random birthdate and a random nickname, because like hell would you share your real information to these people. You also picked a racy picture of a lady that looked a bit like you and passed it off as your own.

Within minutes, your inbox is flooded with messages. Most of them, however, are from men who are old enough to be your father.

Well, you were bored, so you entertained everyone and then went on back to your boring, vanilla life. A few political history and theory books later, you went back to see which ones messaged you on the site.

And that's where you've met him.

The most gorgeous piece of meat alive.

He seems like a nice guy. He introduced himself as LJ and your age aren’t that far off from each other. LJ is the only one who actually engaged in conversation besides "want to fuck?" or "are you horny?"

As soon as you started messaging back and forth, you scrolled on his profile to see what he looks like. The only thing is, his profile looked a whole lot like those high fashion male underwear photoshoots.

It was an array topless pictures (presumably his, you just can’t be bothered to check if it is actually his). It featured his sculpted abs and biceps, cropped up all the way to his full lips. Despite not seeing his whole face, you knew very well that he’s a hunk. To say you were intrigued is an understatement.

Since then, you've been talking back and forth through Snapchat (your secret one because you're not stupid) and sent him actual pictures of yourself, completely omitting the face. You took one from your bed, your bathtub, and probably every part of your house that you felt is sexy enough to be included on the pics.

You can't tell him if it's him or the repressed sexual urges finally manifesting itself after more than a year of not getting laid, but every text to and from him made your heart race. It was something that you looked forward to every hour everyday.

Hours went by that you totally forgot leaving him on read. You climbed up to your bed to rest your back to the headboard and opened your unread messages.

You: Hey svlr. School stuff.

  He opened the chat and started typing right away.

  LJ: Oh good. I thought I did something wrong to upset you.

You: Not at all. I loved the pic by the way. It literally knocked my socks off.

LJ: Just the socks?

You: You can take the rest of it off yourself ;)

You scoffed. The flirty banter has always been there ever since you started talking but nothing really came out of it.

LJ: If only I could :(

You: I know. Covid’s a bitch.

You set your phone aside for a second to go to the bathroom. On your way, you picked up some snacks at the fridge and sat back down to your bed, only to find your phone blowing up.

LJ: If you're down maybe we could meet

LJ: It's totally fine if you don't want to

LJ: I just made it weird, didn't I?

LJ: I'm so sorry I brought it up in the first place

LJ: I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable

LJ: Hello?

LJ: I'm really sorry

You: Chill. I'm right here

You: I just went to the bathroom

LJ: Oh

You: I'd be lying if I said I don't want to meet you as well

You: Well... I wouldn't write off the idea

You: But with the Covid

LJ: Thoughts?

You: I don't think it's a great idea

The screen says Seen right at the bottom but it took him a couple more minutes before finally replying.

LJ: I understand

LJ: But in case you change your mind, I'll leave the time and place up to you

LJ: I’ll take care of the rest

LJ: Deal?

You: I'll sleep on it.

You: Speaking of sleep, I gotta go. Morning class.

LJ: Okay. I guess this is good night then

You didn't, in fact, talk to him the day after.

You'd be lying if you said that you didn't want to see him and his abs in real life. But as someone who overthinks a lot, you just can't shake off the risk.

You: Good night. Talk to you tomorrow.

What if he's not really the guy in the pics? Or he’s psycho in real life? What if he's infected the virus?

You sighed.

Why must some global pandemic ruin your sex life?

You waited until the end of the day before you finally replied to LJ. The last thing that he texted was a brief good morning from earlier in the day and nothing else. He’s actually a pretty sweet guy, totally not worth ghosting, and you actually liked talking to him as a friend that you can share your sentiments with.

With your guilt finally eating you up, you took a break from your assigned readings and sat back at your bed to rest for the day. Your fingers hovered over the keyboard for a minute, thinking of something to say to him. It took you a few tries before finally hitting the send button.

You: So, I thought about it

LJ: And?

You: I need to know I can trust you

LJ: Okay. How?

You: I don’t know. Send me a proof that you’re real. Get tested?

You: Is that fine with you?

Within a split second, he sent his reply.

He actually did it.

You couldn’t believe it but he actually did it.

LJ: Consider it done.

He got tested for physical, including the virus test, and passed with flying colors. He even sent you a vid of him inside a medical clinic.

He just sent the uncensored results this morning where you can clearly see his real name.

Lee Jeno.

LJ.

Seems legit.

Well, the uncreative nickname shouldn’t matter now because the results meant only one thing.

You’re gonna have to push through with your promise.

You got ready around noon that day. You can’t remember the last time that you actually got ready to meet someone that’s not a delivery guy or a relative passing on something to your family.

As someone who overthinks a lot, you actually got everything covered. You picked a place near a restaurant to eat. The police station is just a few blocks away just in case something happens, and right in front of a library…

“Where’re are you off to?”

You raised your backpack to show to your mother.

“I’m off to the library. I needed to get these renewed. Maybe pick up a novel or two.”

She looks at you from head to toe, eyeing that incredibly loose hoodie, faded denim jeans, some worn out sneakers that looked like it’s supposed to be thrown away years ago and a medical mask that covers about ¾ of your bare face. It’s just your usual attire whenever you go out for errands.

She just nodded and went back to watching her favorite soap opera.

“It’s nice that you’re out of your room for once. Take some cookies from the kitchen so you’ll have something to eat in case you get hungry.”

… as an alibi to get away from your strict parents.

As soon as you left the door and made sure that you’re out of sight, you found the nearest public toilet and grabbed a whole other outfit from your backpack. The hoodie is replaced by a white, ruffled see-through blouse and you ditched the jeans for a tight skirt that’s at least four inches above your knees. You tousled your hair a little bit and put on some powder and tiny hint of lipstick before putting your facemask back on again.

It’s been a while since you’ve done an elaborate scheme like this. Your skills got a little bit rusty, but they always work.

Sometimes you wonder if you’re really meant to be lawyer or a criminal instead.

You stepped out of the toilet and blended right back into society.

Now all you have to do is find wherever the hell LJ is.

Jeno sat anxiously as he waited for you right inside the café. He’s on his fourth cup of coffee but it didn’t do anything to calm his nerves down (geez I wonder why).

You: I’m almost at the café.

He’s been staring at his phone the whole time. Once he received your message, which is a pic of you in the bathroom after the outfit change, he almost choked on his drink.

This message sent him on a panic as he turned his camera on to see how he looked. He did some minor adjustments to his hair and he wiped off his eyeglasses clean with the sleeves of his hoodie (which did nothing for him by the way) and then casually sat down and played it off cool like he hasn’t been waiting for you for over an hour.

On your perspective, you walked inside the café and looked around for LJ. Fortunately, there was only guy inside the café, twiddling with his phone on his hands and as he kept on peeking through the glass windows as if he’s looking for someone.

From afar, he actually looked really cute. His appearance, a shy, nerdy dude with glasses, looked way off from the fuckboy image that you expected him to have in reference to the messages that you’ve been getting from him.

It’s always the quiet ones that are kinky. You should know, you are one.

You walked over to his table and tapped his shoulders to get his attention.

He froze for a moment before he finally managed to turn around and face you.

“You’re actually here.”

“I know. I’m just as surprised as you are.”

tap tap tap tap

The room is so quiet that the only thing you can hear is the sound of your heels tapping against the tiled floor. You can say that that is one of your observable annoying habits tapping your foot on the floor when you're a nervous wreck.

Sighing in retaliation, you removed your hoodie, fanning yourself as you tried to relax and get comfy on the hotel couch (which should be comfortable enough since you paid a shit ton of money on that room), switching the TV on to get your mind off of things. The lackluster array of shitty sitcoms didn’t distract you at all, but it instead reminded you of the reasons why you’re in that room in the first place.

Having nothing to do to pass the time, you paced back and forth in the room, finally sitting down once you realized that it looks way worse than you just tapping your foot. You folded your arms right across your chest, looking at the watch from time to time but the hands of the clock seem to be moving slower the more you stare at it.

Quarantine started almost a year ago and it's been very hard for you. Sexually. It's been almost a year since you've been touched by a man and you’re more than ready to jump on anyone’s dick at any this point,

Too bad that that dick is taking his sweet time in the bathroom.

tap tap tap tap

Your foot found its rhythm once again, only this time, you’re not nervous anymore. Your patience is wearing thin.

As if summoned by the constant tapping, the guy comes out of the bathroom, just casually drying himself while wearing nothing but the towel dangerously hanging on his waist and a boyish smile on his lips.

No biggie.

"Hey."

Suddenly, you’re not tapping anymore.

Head empty, just thoughts of a hot guy patting down a towel all over his toned body.

“I hope I didn’t make you wait for too long.”

He spoke, tossing aside the towel on his hands on the sofa, finally giving you a full view of him and all his glory.

You must admit, you’re skeptical at first. The guy that’s been sending you faceless thirst traps just days ago, telling you how he’d fuck you senseless looked a lot different from the guy who entered the hotel room just a moment ago.

He came in wearing those black oversized hoodies that did a great job in hiding his best features. His hair was a bit long for your taste, covering half of his face while the face mask hid the other.

But this man right here in front you, he’s Adonis.

You unconsciously bit your lower lip, earning a chuckle from the guy.

“I’m guessing that you’d like to start now?”

You nodded, the tension and awkwardness rendering you unable to speak.

He smiles as he takes the remote from you, turning off the television because the main show is about to start.

You started to tense up again, eyes wide as you realized that he’s now right beside you, wrapping his arms around you as soon as he sat down. He leans over, soft lips coming into contact with your exposed neck and shoulders, landing small pecks all over.

You sat there breathless as he slowly ran his fingers to the side of your thighs, tracing circles at it while giving small, reassuring kisses on your neck and shoulders. It’s as if he’s asking you for your consent, waiting for you to open up to him before he makes a move.

He got his answer when you turned around to face him, running your fingers into his cheeks before cupping his face, your lips finally touching his. He moved in the same pace as earlier, slow and calculating. You got a bit impatient once again, biting his lower lips gently to let him know that he can do more.

He grabbed you by the waist and successfully placed you on top of him. The kiss got even more sloppy as you ran your hands through nape, then into his soft locks. His hands travelled once again, finger running through legs again, stopping as soon as he reached the hem of your skirt, flipping it up to reveal the thin lace material that barely covered your core. You took that as initiative to remove the towel on his waist and grinded against his growing member, the friction and heat enough to earn a groan out of him.

He held your waist once again, firmly this time, halting your movement completely.

You broke away from the kiss, staring him in the eyes to read his face.

“Something wrong?”

“Hold tight.”

You were about to ask about what hold tight mean, but your arms cling unto him involuntarily as he lifts the both of you out of the sofa.

Jeno laid you gently in the bed, making sure not to break eye contact as he does so. He looked like he's about to eat you alive, which is enough to send flush to your cheeks.

“I would’ve loved to bend you over that sofa, but I think it’s just proper that our first time will be on the bed.”

"God. You're beautiful."

He then ran his fingers towards the thin fabric of your blouse, feeling every part of your torso like he's memorizing every detail of it. His hands then travelled in your chest, squeezing the swell of your breasts on each hand, fingers shaking as he does so. It felt like an artist admiring his delicate work of art.

He situated himself between your legs, taking a moment to admire you first before doing anything else.

He started to run his hand on your cleavage and stopped on the uppermost button of your blouse, taking his time to remove all of them and placing a kisses at the exposed skin. After all of the buttons are taken care of, you lifted your body up and slid off the fabric. Your black lacy bra finally made its appearance. You took the liberty of taking that off too, as slow and as you possibly can.

 Jeno just stared at your body in awe, breathing heavily as his eyes scanned your naked glory.

 "Gorgeous."

He said under this breath before leaning down to claim your lips once again. You're turned on by how much attention he's giving your body now. You're usually loud in bed but his gestures are making you bashful. You've never felt this beautiful before.

You can feel his hands trembling as it travels all over your body, his kisses getting even more needy. There was moans of satisfaction every time he would lick your lips. Jeno was kissing you like you were oxygen and he needed to breath.

His hands travelled south, running across your thigh and your now aching core. You're about to remove your skirt and underwear but he stopped your hands midway.

"Keep it."

He took your hands away from your skirt and placed them just above your head.

"Just sit there and relax baby. Let me treat you."

You did just like he told you and gave him full control of your body.

"Good girl."

His lips brushed your ears, whispering sweet nothings about how beautiful you are under him. His kisses then went down to your neck, using his tongue and teeth, marking everything he can get his mouth on with his saliva. Meanwhile, his hands finally touched you down there, massaging your still clothed wetness.

His middle and index finger felt your slit, moving it in swift motion in search for your clit.

"Oh my god. That's it."

You gasped as his fingers finally hit the right spot, tossing your head back as his fingers made circles at your bundle or nerves.

You opened your legs more, leaning on your arms on your back, head tossed back and eyes closed as you feel your impending orgasm.

He dipped his hand inside your underwear and collected some of your essence with his fingers. The mental picture of him licking his fingers deliciously is enough to get you off for weeks.

It didn't take long before he took your panties off and his ducked his head down. He opened your legs once again and licked one long stripe on your core, making sure to taste all of you. You sat there and watch as he hungrily takes all of you in his mouth, acting like your pussy is a full course meal and he's been starving for years.

Within moments, you've become a moaning, toe curled mess. You ran your fingers to his blonde hair, guiding him on how to move his tongue and fingers on you. At one point, he bit some of your sensitive skin, making you scream a string of curses under your breath.

"Stop stop stop."

You grab a fistful of his hair and he paused from what he was doing. You pushed him gently away from you, leaving him staring at you confusedly. The confusion didn't last long when you flipped your current position, you're now on top.

"Can I ride your face?"

At this point, you're bold and horny enough to use your words and ask him. He just nodded, sliding himself from underneath you and went back to eating you like a champ. You grabbed his hands and placed them across your chest, squeezing your breasts to send him a message. He was quick to pick up and followed suit, pinching your nipples right in between fingers while your ride his face to orgasm.

"Shit. I'm coming..."

  You writhed from above him as you come undone. Your body felt cold all over. Your eyes are ringing, feeling dizzy as you almost passed out while you bucked your hips a few more times to milk your release.

You didn’t have time to recover when you heard your phone ringing from outside. Your legs felt a little shaky and you almost tumbled and hit your head in the wall if Jeno didn’t help you get up. You  sat down on the floor, butt-ass naked as you frantically searched for your phone from under all of your stuff before you finally pressed the answer button.

“Yes mom?”

“Where have you been? Your father’s been looking for you at the library. He’s picking you up on your way home.”

You buried your head on the couch to shake off the buzzing feeling on your head. You placed a pillow on your body while you searched for your discarded clothes all over the hotel room.

“Oh yeah. I went to the café and got something to eat. Tell Dad I’ll meet him outside the library.”

“Okay sweetie. Can you pick up some groceries on your way back? I’ll text you the list.”

“Yeah mom. Bye.”

You breathe a sigh of relief as you started putting on the outfit that you wore when you left home.

“Where are you going?”

Jeno reluctantly got dressed as well, his shy demeanor came back as soon as he wore his glasses and fixed his hair.

“I got to go, Jeno. I’m sorry that I’m leaving in such a bad time…”

You went over to him and placed a sweet kiss on his lips.

“I promise to make it up to you next time, okay? I’d love to meet you again.”

You grabbed a paper bag from your backpack and handed it to him, waving as you bolted out the door.

After fixing his things, he sat down for a moment and took a quick peek inside the package that you left him.

It was a ziplock bag of full of cookies and a whole other treat.

You left him your two-piece lace lingerie.

To be continued.

[grapehyunshair]

Infidelity pt.3 // JJH

It has been 6 months since you walked out of the house and to say those months have been hard would be an understatement. Trying to forget Jaehyun was harder than you thought it would be, seeing as his face was literally everywhere around you. At first you couldn't bear hanging out with the other boys as well and you had stopped picking up their calls or answering their messages. That was until Mark and Hyuck almost broke down your door one day and demanded to "get your ass up and hang out with them". Ever since that day you have become much closer with those two than you ever were, both of them making sure that they never mentioned Jaehyun's name around you. The older members made sure to check up on you as well. Taeyong and Doyoung regularly swung by and made food for you, Johnny and Taeil took you out on walks, Ten had dance parties with you, while Jungwoo, Sicheng and Yuta took you shopping at least once a week because according to them you needed to up your dating game. That's how you found yourself getting ready for a date one Saturday night with one of Johnny's friends who was visiting from Chicago for a week. You really didn't want to go, claiming that it was pointless since he would be leaving either way, yet Johnny insisted that you at least try seeing what going on a date would be like considering that you hadn't really gone on many dates before dating Jaehyun. So with that thought in mind you hesitantly agreed and now you were regretting everything because you were really, really nervous. You walked to the restaurant you would be meeting Minhyuk (YES IM IMAGINING MINHYUK FROM MONSTA X FITE ME) -Johnny's friend- thinking that some fresh air would make you losen up a little bit and it did; it really did until you reached your destination and saw him waiting for you. You had to admit he was very handsome and you wished in this moment you could get Jaehyun out of your brain and give this guy a proper chance so that's what you tried to do. You approached him with a smile and said a small hi.

This is a happy ending version bc many of u guys asked for it uwuwu I'll write an alternative angsty ending in a while ily guys

"Oh, you must be Y/N. You're even more beautiful than Johnny described." He grinned and gave you a hug, making you blush in return and hug him back. He had a beautiful smile, with one small dimple popping up making him look adorable. "Shall we go in? I hope you're hungry." He said gesturing the door.

"Yeah, I'm actually starving." You laughed. He chuckled and held the door for you, so you could get in. You walked in and both of your jaws dropped in shock. The restaurant, Johnny's pick, was fancier than you had ever been, chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, gourmet plates on each table, while the floor was made from marble, gold details decorating every corner. And that would be fine you see, if Johnny had actually told you where you guys would be going but no, he kept it to himself and let you both be completely underdressed for the situation.

"Um, Minhyuk, I don't think we're very fitting for this place." You said, nervously, while glancing at him.

He turned to look at you and said a small, "Hey, wanna get out of here?" to which you smiled and said, "I though you'd never ask."

So this is how you ended up at McDonald's, sitting in a corner booth, eating chicken nuggets and fries, laughing your hearts out at little stories you both shared with each other.

"I can't believe they actually did that." Minhyuk said, choking up from laughter.

"Honestly, it's Johnny and Taeil, what would you expect?" you replied, raising your eyebrow at that, while popping a fry in your mouth.

"You're right, I should know better." He agreed, "Hey I'll go get myself another milkshake so I can dip my fries, want one?"

"Nah, I think I'm full, I should probably stop eating." you said and he laughed getting up and going towards the cashier. Your eyes followed his back and you couldn't help but the small sad smile that creeped up your lips. You were having so much fun, but you know that you couldn't offer him anything other than friendship at this point and you knew he knew as well. You could tell by the way he didn't try anything with you, something you appreciated a lot. You sighed and your mind drifted back to Jaehyun as you wondered what he was doing. You suddenly heard familiar voices making your eyes go wide and your heartbeat increase. One was Johnny's and the other one was no other than Jaehyun's. At first they didn't notice you sitting a few feet away from them, until they reached the cashier and saw Minhyuk waiting on the line. Johnny's eyes went as wide as yours and he quickly scanned the place to see if you were there as well, freezing when he saw you looking at them. Jaehyun alarmed at his friend's reaction, looked at the direction of what made Johnny white as a ghost and mirrored his expression when he saw you sitting there. He looked bad. Really bad. His face looked like he had aged at least five years, black circles decorating his beautiful eyes. His appearance was dissevered, almost as if he hadn't left the house in days. He reminded you of yourself, when you were alone in your house, dealing with your thoughts. Could it be..?

Minhyuk seeing the whole situation, quickly greeted the boys and skipped towards you in attempt to get you out of the place as fast as he could. To be honest, he really liked you and had fun with you, besides knowing that your heart belonged to Jaehyun still. And he was okay with that, he would cherish your friendship a lot if you were willing to give this to him. Johnny had filled him in with the information earlier, so he knew that you being in this situation right now would not be good for you, that's why when he reached you he took your hand, pulled you on your feet, asking you if you were okay softly.

"Can we get out of here please?" You croaked out, voice too weak to be heard.

"Yes, yes of course." He said and took your bag, guiding you out. You hadn't even walked two steps out of the door when you heard your name being called out. You froze and pretended that you hadn't heard anything, while you kept walking.

"He's calling for you." Minhyuk said, trying to keep up with you, a task that was kinda difficult considering it had started snowing while you were inside. That wouldn't stop you though, because your desire to be away from Jaehyun right now was bigger than any difficulty you were facing.

"I know. I just can't face him right now. I'm so sorry for ruining this night." You said apologetically, looking at the ground.

"Hey," he said softly, reaching for your elbow with his hand and stopping you from walking away, "you didn't ruin anything. I think it would be good for you to talk to him though, see what he wants. I know you still love him Y/N, you will always love him." He said, kissing your head and ruffling your hair. This action, gave Jaehyun the time to reach you guys, panting, nose and ears red as a tomato.

"You should talk to her, however if I hear you are causing trouble I won't hesitate to step in." Minhyuk said sternly, giving Jaehyun a threatening pat on the back, while he went to sit on a bench nearby were Johnny was looking at the scene unfold.

"Hi." Jaehyun said, hesitantly, "How have you been?"

"Good. You?" You replied curtly.

"I'm okay, I guess. I don't even know." He said, fiddling with the ring on his fingers. The ring you had gifted him on your one year anniversary.

"Y-you're still wearing that?" You said, in disbelief. To anyone that passed the street, the scene probably looked romantic. A young couple, that tried to shrug off the nerves of the first date probably, but the truth was far worse than that. You could feel yourself breaking the walls that you build once again and you hated that. You hated how he could barge into your life at any point and take your heart by storm.

"Yeah. I am." He said, scratching the back of his neck. "I see you're dating again. I hope he makes you happy." He said, a hint of jealousy lacing his voice.

"Me? Oh no. Minhyuk and I are just friends. He's leaving in a few days either way." You said, shrugging. Jaehyun looked almost relieved at that, leaving you very confused.

"Hey, can we go sit down for a while?" He said pointing at a bench under some cherry blossoms a few feet away. "I need to say something."

"I don't know Jaehyun. There isn't really anything to say." You said, not being completely sure of your feelings at the exact moment.

"Please. 5 minutes. That's all I ask." He said, desperately, his eyes looking for your eyes, in attempt to convince you. And he did, so you sighed and said a soft okay.

You walked to the bench in silence and you took a seat as far away from him as you could. Ah, stupid Y/N that was a bad idea. You could smell his perfume, a smell you missed incredibly much, giving you a weird feeling in the pit of your stomach. You both stayed silent for a while, unable to find words to say to each other until Jaehyun broke the silence.

"I'm sorry. I am so sorry. I didn't know what I was doing Y/N. Everything was so much at the time. The practices, the hectic schedule, the fact that I almost never saw you. I thought I didn't love you anymore, when in face I never stopped. I just missed you and instead of thinking about it, I acted carelessly." He said and you turned around to face him, not believing what you were being told.

"You missed me? You still loved me? Then why Jaehyun? Why go and fuck around?" You said, the anger of the past coming back up. "I missed you too, yet I stayed faithful to you."

"I know. I know you did. I know I'm an asshole and that I don't deserve you. I'm not trying to take the blame off myself, I know I'm the only one to blame. I just was so lost. I felt that I wasn't good enough for anything. I wasn't good enough for you. I took my own insecurities on you and hurt you. But you were, and are, the only person who knows me better than I know myself. I was ashamed of my thoughts and I knew that you could see right through me. So I distanced myself from you, at first, to keep this image of myself hidden from you. At least until I could stop being like that. And then I missed your love and affection, and that was when I started looking for it elsewhere. And it was never the same, but I was so confused that I was okay with it. I didn't even notice when I became that person. I'm- I'm so sorry." He said, his voice breaking, tears rolling down his cheeks.

You were in no better condition. You didn't even notice when you had started crying, both from sadness and love for the boy in front of you. You instinctively reached out for Jaehyun's hand, the warmth feeling familiar, calming you down a bit.

"Jae.. I really don't know what to say. Nor what to do. I tried so hard to forget you Jaehyun. I really did. And I can't do that and it breaks my heart. But I don't know what I should do about that, I don't know what would be best." You said, your thumb caressing his palm.

Jaehyun looked at you and placed his palm on the side of your head, you leaning your head to rest on it.

"I love you. I never stopped. I understand if you don't want anything to do with me and I'll respect that, but if you could give me a second chance I promise you, you won't regret it." He pleaded, getting closer to you. You knew you should have gotten up and walked away. You knew those beautiful eyes had the power to hurt you again and leave you more broken than before, but for some reason you couldn't bring yourself to move from your spot. Truth was, you missed Jaehyun so much. There hasn't been a day those past 6 months, when you didn't think of him. Your love for him was so big that you were willing to risk your sanity just so you could wake up next to him one more day, as stupid as that made you look.

"I want to Jae. You have no idea how much I've missed you. But I don't know if I can trust you again. It's going to be very hard and I don't know if it will be worth it in the end." You said, letting go of his hand and placing it on your lap.

"We'll take it slow. We'll take it as slow as you want to take it. I'll do anything to make you trust me again. Just, please. Please be mine again. I miss the way you look every morning with your hair tangled up and your cheeks muffled in the pillow. I miss the way you scrunch your little nose when you are confused. I miss the way you make fun of me when I have my "practice" face on. I miss your smell. I miss the way taste of strawberries from your chapstick when I kiss you. I miss you. Please." He said and you started crying all over again. God, you needed to get a grip of your emotions smh.

"Are you willing to wait for me? Wait till I can trust you again?" You said, with a small sigh.

"I'm willing to wait fifty years if that means you'll be mine again." He said caressing your cheek and wiping away your tears.

"Okay then. I hope you don't make me regret it." You said, trying to smile through the tears.

"You won't. In fact, let's start all over again." He said and got up. "Hi, I'm Jaehyun, is this seat taken?" He said and gestured next to you.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. No, it's not you can seat here." You said laughing. Jaehyun grinned, his dimples full on display, while he took your hand, pulling you up towards him, while he hugged you, spinning you in circles, the snow falling all around you.

In the distance, Johnny smiled at the sight, hoping that none of you would break each other's hearts again.

[zombierunfiction]

Season 2 Mission 14: You're Rocking The Boat

Charlotte couldn't believe her eyes.  Sara was alive!  She smiled brightly as she ran over past the now broken pieces of deck and tackled Sara onto the deck making the blonde grunt laughing.  "Sara... Oh god Sara you're alive...."  Charlotte cried softly hugging her tight.

"Holy Mary, mother of God - Runner Eight... Wait, am I hallucinating through stress?  Janine, do I need a slap?"  Sam asked.

"I'm quite willing to deliver one if you'd like me to, Mr Yao."  Janine stated.

"Uh, no.  That's um, very generous of you."  Sam hesitated.

"I'm a very kind person."  Janine said with a smirk.

"But Runner Eight!  Is that... is that really you, Runner Eight?  We thought you were dead!"  Sam said happily.

"She can't hear you.  No headset."  Janine stated.

Sara gently hugged Charlotte tight before getting up slowly.  "Nice to see I was missed.  I suppose you all thought I was dead."

"Yeah, just a bit."  Simon stated.

"Yeah. because you know, that's what usually happens when you get bitten by a zombie.  And run away, saying you've been bitten by a zombie."  Jody explained.

"I didn't think you were dead."  Charlotte said wiping her eyes of the tears of happiness.

Sara chuckled punching Charlotte's shoulder.  "That's my girl.  Always keep the faith.  It's a long story.  I'll tell you when we're not in imminent fear of our lives, okay?"

"Good point."  Simon said.

"Fair enough."  Jody agreed.

"Before that, we've got some people to save.  Come on, up these stairs!"  Sara said leading them through the door where they let out the zombies.  Soon they came across some zombies that hadn't followed the others out.  Charlotte and Sara took them out easily.  "That's the last of the zoms for now.  Let's get these doors open."  Charlotte and Simon slams their shoulders into the door before stumbling in.  "We'll have to move quickly.  The bridge should be down this corridor."  

"Should be?"  Jody questioned.  "You mean, you didn't come from the bridge?"

"No, no, no, not just now.  But it was me who told the captain to put in that shout out for you, Char.  I couldn't tell him to mention my name.  You'd think it was a trick, because you all thought I was dead."  Sara said looking at Charlotte.  "I knew you were trustworthy, Char.  And I hoped you wouldn't be able to resist a mystery."

Charlotte chuckles then looks around.  "What... what happened on this ship?"

"Yeah.  It hasn't been sailing around like this since the apocalypse, has it?  A ghost ship full of zoms..."  Jody said softly.

Sara laughed softly.  "Still spooky as ever Jody.  Glad to see you haven't changed.  Now, they had a good thing going here for a while.  About three hundred people on a massive cruise liner, crew and captain still alive.  Some of the passengers - those who had heard enough about what was happening on land not to want to get to their familiar or friends - they threw their lot in together.  Sailed the seas, zom-free."

"So, that's why it looks so, kind of, military?  all those locked containers on deck, all the doors numbered with those codes..."  Jody said.

"Yeah, yeah.  They run a tight ship here.  Kept their supplies in good order.  Stopped off in ports to gather more-"  Sara started before Simon held up his hand.  

"Oh, don't tell me. I've heard this tune before.  One person gets bitten, doesn't tell anyone else -" Then Jody lept into the statements.

"-enclosed space-"

"-nowhere to run to-"  Simon continued.

"-dark corridors with the sea battering against them, trying to barricade the enterences but knowing it's impossible to defeat the undead rising up around you-"  Jody said seeming to get more sinister as she spoke.

"Yeah, that's enought thinking about it for you, Jody."  Charlotte said.  "You'll give yourself nightmares."

"Come on!  There are a few survivors holed up in here."  Sara said knocking at the door.  "Captain the zombies are gone."  She called as the door opened letting them in quickly.

"Sara Smith!  We thought you were dead."  The man wearing the captain's uniform said quickly locking up the door.  The sound of people talking and a baby crying is heard as Charlotte looks at everyone.  They were scared, hungry, and in shock.  

"You're not the only one."  Simon said softly.

"I got lucky.  Come on, we've got to get out.  Charlotte, you carry the baby."  Sara said as Charlotte stepped over to the young mother who gently handed Charlotte the baby.  She gently pat the baby boy's back to sooths it gently.  "Now, Char, you know what to do.  Off this ship as fast as you can."  Sara said as she opened the door fast.  "Go!"  Charlotte took off down the stairs quickly holding the boy tight.  She could hear the footsteps of the others hot on her heels as they head for the rope bridge.

"It is, though, isn't it?  It is actual, real Runner Eight, totally alive and stuff?"  Sam said laughing softly.  "Oh Raijit's going to be pretty pissed off after he carved that memorial statue out of soap.  Janine's had to leave for a bit - maybe she's gone to tell him.  Runner Eight... Runner Eight!  Lucky we didn't give her designation to anyone else in the meantime."

"Sam?  Just a quick thing.  We're about to climb up onto the cliffs.  Are there any, you know zombies around that might try and eat us?"  Jody question as they all started to climb on the rope bridge back onto the cliff.

"Oh, I um... oh yeah, no.  Just checking my cameras for you now.  Nope, all looks clear.  You seem to have got all the survivors out."  Sam said as everyone cheered as Charlotte gently bounced the baby looking for the mother.

"My baby!"  The woman said running over to her.  "We can't thank you enough!"  She said as Charlotte handed her the baby.

"No problem."  She said walking over to Sara as the Aurora captain walked over.  

"Sara, Jody here was telling me you saved their lives.  We never made a better decision than pulling you out of the ocean."  He said happily.

"Out of the..."  Jody questioned for a moment before he continued.

"We've got all the living out now, but well, you should know we had quite a cargo with us.  Electronic components, medicine, weapons, canned and dried food.  The Aurora's got a hole punched in her the size of a car where we hit rocks before I could get to the bridge, and the tide's coming in, but that'd be the way in, if you want to try and rescue some cargo."

"Wading around in a sinking ship in the dark?  Don't you know Titantic's my favorite movie?"  Simon said sarcasticly as he walked over.

"I'll try and find some Celine Dion for you."  Sam said.

"No please... I don't want to be like Margret Atwood."  Charlotte said as Sam chuckled softly.  Soon the four of them were down on the beach on the bottom of the ship.  "The hole is under the tide.  We will have to swim in."

Sara nods as they wade into the water and dive below the water into the hole.  They broke the surface gasping as Sara climbed onto the stairs holding her hand out to Jody helpping her up.  Jody and Sara helpped Simon onto the stairs as Charlotte swam over.  Sara and Jody reached down grabbing both of her arms lifting her out.  

"God was that cold." Jody said shivering.

Simon shivers as well before speaking.  "Okay, climbing up through a giant hole in the boat that's rapidly filling with water.  I like an air of danger.  Now guys, I know that this is what they always say in horror movies, but I think we should all spl-"  

"Don't say it."  Jody said quickly.

"I think it's sort of against the jinx if you say that that's what they always say in horror movies."  Simon  countered.

"No, it intensifies it!"  Jody cried.  "Haven't you seen Scream, or Cabin in the Woods, or any post-modern horror movie?"

"You know, I did think -"  Simon started before Charlotte holds up her hand.

"We should split up.  It's the best strategy."  Charlotte said.

"Simon and Jody, you go towards the forward compartments.  That's where we all slept, and the meds and food are there.  Lots of antibiotics, sterile dressings.  Char, you and me will go down into the hold via the back stairwell, there, to get the weapons.  It should be mostly zom-free."  Sara said pointing to a door at the top of the stairs.

"Mostly..."  Jody said softly.

"Charlotte's seen it all.  Come on, Char.  If we don't stay ahead of the tide, we'll be trapped in this ship with a horde of zombies.  Quicker we're in, quicker we're home.  Run!"  Sara said fast as they headed their assigned ways.

Once through the door  Charlotte and Sara headed down the stairs as fast as they could seeing the water rushing in starting to fill the section.  "This place is filling fast and it's as dark as balls in here."

Sara snorted suddenly.  "Dark as balls?  Have you been hanging out with Simon more often.  Your jokes are suffering."

Charlotte laughed softly.  "Well someone was busy living on a cruise ship instead of being back at Abel."

Sara reached into her pocket and putted off the top of a flare as it lights up the room.  "That's better.  We can see by my flare now.  Atleast we're running another mission together, you and me."  They get to the bottom of the stairs finding that the water was up to their thighs.  "Just keep up the steady pace.  I know it's hard, with the water up past your knees.  We'll be there soon."

A sudden loud shriek echos through the ship making both of them turn fast.  "What in the hell was that?"  Charlotte questions.

"Sounds like some people are still turning gray down here, I think."  Sara said.

"It didn't sound like a zombie."  Sam said softly.

"Things sound different echoing through water..."  Sara explains as they continue through the water.

"You... sure it's just zombies?"  Charlotte asked.

"To be honest, I haven't been down this far before.  They kept the lower doors locked from the start.  I don't know what's happening down there, and I don't want to know.  We just have to get out now, Char."  Sara said quickly as another shriek echos through the ship.

"That... yeah.  Five, get out as quickly as you can.  something... it sounds like something happened down here."  Sam said.

"So how did you even end up on this ship, Sara?"  Charlotte asked.

"I'd been floating for five days.  Got chased by a pack of a hundred zoms on a dockside.  Managed to get a small boat moving, went out to sea.  Great idea, except it was low on fuel, and once that was gone, no way to get back inland.  Drifted further and further out to sea.  I was damned lucky the Aurora picked me up a while ago.  Less lucky the last time they went to shore to hunt and pick food, someone must have got bitten.  Well, you know how fast that spreads."  Sara explained.

"Yeah... but were they letting people down here before then?"  Charlotte asked.

The sound of groaning was heard behind them making both of them turn fast.  "Damn!  We've picked up four zoms.  Come on char, keep going!"  Sara said as they continued to try and run through the water.

"You know, I'm suddenly quite grateful for ordinary zoms."  Charlotte said as Sara looks back.

"Been seeing a lot of those fast ones?"  Sara questioned.

"Increaseingly.  They seem to have a boner for me aparently."  Charlotte said making Sara snort chuckling.

"Good to know our runs won't be boring."  she responded as she looked around.  "I know they stored weapons and ammo just through this hatch, and I can tell you-"  Sara starts as they opened the hatch as a suddenly wave of water with an odd smell washed over them.  "I'm extinguishing the flare, using a battery torch."  Sara said putting out the flare quickly as she reaches into the water pulling out a battery torch pointing it ahead of them.

"That's a lot of guns for a small crew."  Charlotte said looking at the guns on the walls of the ship.  "Why would a cruise liner have all those weapons?"

"They were lucky, I think.  Teamed up with some Navy people early on.  Okay, Char.  I'll put these hand guns and clips into your pack."  Sara said as Charlotte handed her the pack.  "You take those rifles.  come on we've got to get moving.  Come on!"  

Charlotte started grabbing all of the rifles she could grab as Sam speaks up.  "What's the hurry?  four slow zoms behind you, tide won't be in for another half hour yet."

"You can't smell what we can smell. There's not just water leaking through this compartment - it's fuel!"  Charlotte said quickly.  "The flare would have ignited it and if we're not careful and quick we will go up like a roman candle."

"Oh that's not good."  Sam said slowly.

"Come on!"  Sara said as they got to a set of stairs and ran up it quickly.  "There, see it!"  She pointed to a side wall that had a tank with a large hole punctured into it from a beam above them.  

"Must have been smashed when you dropped the life boats.  Let's go!"  Charlotte said as they ran up the several flights of stairs.  

"Probably should be shooting at anything about now.  Even those zoms approaching from that deck."  Sara said fast as they continued to run up the stairs.

"I've warned Four and Three.  They're off the ship with a haul of electronics and meds."  Sam laughed softly.  "Doc Myers is pretty excited.  Now, get off that thing as quickly as you can, Char.  It's getting dark, though.  Mind your step, and mind those zoms!"

"It's ok, Sam.  We're nearly there.  Okay, okay, come on!"  Sara said as a zombie slammed out of another deck just missing Charlotte.  Charlotte cried out and raced up after Sara.

"Fuck!  That zom nearly got me!" Charlotte shouted.

They pushed up several pieces of broken ship and made it onto the main deck.  They raced along the holes in the deck avoiding them as the captain was waiting on the otherside of the rope bridge.  "Sara!  This way, over here!"  He said as Sara ran over the bridge followed by Charlotte.

Simon came up behind them and cut the rope quickly to keep the zoms from joining them on the cliff side.  Charlotte panted heavily laying the rifles on the grass breathing slowly.  "Wow.  That is a lot of guns."  Jody said.

"We brought what we could.  James, uh, the Abel Township runners here were asking... why was it that no one was allowed down belowdecks, even before the outbreak?"  Sara asked looking at the captain.

"Well, we, uh..."  He paused.  "... before the outbreak?"

"Yeah.  When I came aboard?  Whenyou picked me up from the ocean?  Even then, no one was allowed down to the very lowest decks."  Sara said.

The captain thinks for a moment.  "It was for safety.  Some of the ventilation stopped working, no one could fix it.  Dangerous build-up of gases."

Charlotte looks over at him oddly.  There was no build up of gases save for the fuel that was leaking into the room.  "Dangerous build-up of screaming gases."  Sam said softly into her headset.

"And now the tide's going to come and carry that ship away with all those lost souls inside it, sailing forever on that voyage of the damned!"  Jody said dramaticly.

Charlotte blinked looking over at Jody.  "Wait, have you been reading Edgar Allen Poe again?"

"Hmm... Maybe we could get someone to come back in the morning, thought, if it's still there.  Take a look."  Sam said softly.

"That's not the way I want my vessel to end.  Hand me that flare."  The captain said holding his hand out to Sara.  Sara handed him the flare confused as he lights it then tosses it into one of the holes.

Charlotte stood up quickly.  "What are you-"

Suddenly an explosion comes from the ship as a plomp of fire and smoke errupt from the ship coming out of the several holes in the vessel making everyone shield their eyes.  The fire felt hot as Charlotte slowly uncovered her eyes seeing the ship now on fire.

"Wow..."  Jody breathed.

"There goes the Aurora."  Simon said as he watched the ship burning.

"Why were they storing flammable fuel on deck?"  Sam questioned.

Sara sighed as she turned to Charlotte.  "Now we'll never know what was happening in the lower decks."

"Uh, yeah.  I suppose we can bring the survivors in, for food and shelter.  I mean, I suppose that's what we should do."  Sam said.

"Tide will carry her out to sea, like a Viking Funeral for all the lost souls that were on her."  The captain said as Charlotte looked at him slowly.  She picked up the rifles and steps away from the group.  

"Sam... what ever happened there that needed a lot of guns and ended in screaming will be buried at the bottom of the ocean.  I suggest we might encourage the survivors to move on after a few days."  Charlotte whispered softly.

"Sounds like a good thought.  Bring them in."  Sam said as she looked at Simon and Jody who she knew heard her.  They nodded in agreement as they started to lead them back towards Abel.

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