#a juice my college admin loves to drink

[hissterical-nyaan]

Back in the grind(er)

[jackrrabbit]

College AU drinking HCs /// Dabi, Shigaraki, & Overhaul x f!Reader (18+)

A/N: A little background for this college AU—imo the PLF would be a social frat and the Shie Hassaikai is a professional frat (pre-med). Sooner or later I’ll write general college AU headcanons for them…

Tags/warnings: implied dubcon/drunk sex, alcohol, problematic frat culture things, pressure to drink, brief mentions of public sex/exhibitionism, drug use, a tiny bit of degradation, Hawks is vaguely in it too

Dabi

A basic frat bitch who drinks beer 80% of the time

Surprisingly he can’t tolerate cheap beer and is kind of a snob about people who drink shitty beer but he doesn’t bring it up enough to be annoying about it. Constantly blowing the frat’s alc budget on bottled beer instead of cans, not the super expensive craft bullshit but a step above Natural Light at least, right guys? Come on

Dabi always volunteers to go with Keigo (the frat’s social chair) to pick up the keg because both of them have a crusade against the cheap stuff—Keigo because he wants people to get drunk on it at parties and Dabi because he wants to drink it himself. They lowkey have a bromance over it and sometimes go to breweries together to fuck around and daydrink. The two of them are always trying new beers and will generally keep a different sixpack in the fridge every day—if any of the other brothers drink their overpriced IPAs by accident there’ll be consequences

Speaking of Keigo, him and Dabi are both into making jungle juice. They both get really excited about it, it’s kinda wholesome except they’re both just plotting on how to get cute girls like you as drunk as possible without realizing. They’ve spent a bunch of weekends together trying different mixes and recipes for the best flavor/alcohol content combination

Dabi is a whole ass heavyweight. He’s been getting drunk since he was like 11 so a couple rounds of shots are basically water to him. He can’t even remember the last time he was really, really drunk, he just gets tipsy now. And believe he absolutely uses this to his advantage

You’re drinking together? He’s going to fill up your cup every time he fills up his own, so before you realize how much you’ve been drinking, you’re five drinks in and swaying on the spot while Dabi is completely unfazed. He’ll tease you about having no tolerance to make you drink more

Drinking games!! Once again his tolerance gives him an advantage. He’ll pull some fake chivalrous shit like offering to drink for you on the first round of beer pong and then after that he’s just going to demolish you until you’re so plastered he basically has to carry you up to his room (which has empty liquor bottles lined up on the shelves as “decor” because he’s such a stereotypical frat bro)

Ok this is kinda weird but bear with me—Dabi actually dislikes that alcohol makes you less responsive/makes it harder for you to cum. Doesn’t mean he’ll hesitate to get you drunk but he wants you to feel everything he’s doing to you and alcohol isn’t really conducive to that

Very laid-back when he’s tipsy, you can barely tell the difference from when he’s sober ♡

Shigaraki Tomura

A liiiiiiiightweight. 3 drinks and Tomura’s out bruv, out like a goddamn lightbulb, I said what I said

Although tbh it’s more like he gets drunk really quick and then sobers up really quick. Like he’ll be nodding off at the pregame but by the time the party starts, he’s ready to get going again

A wimp when it comes to alc preferences. Hates the taste of strong liquor and will never take shots without a chaser. Prefers to mix vodka and tequila rather than doing shots, preferably with root beer/sprite. Gets pissy if the party runs out of shit to chase with. The frat has a steady supply of amaretto and kahlua because of Tomura, he really likes sweet drinks

Genuinely hates beer and will take white claw over beer any day of the week. But he’s a frat president so he avoids talking about it bc it’s pretty embarrassing

Don’t tell anyone but…Tomura doesn’t really like drinking? Since he’s the president he has to be in charge of a lot of shit when they have parties. Drunk freshmen puking in the backyard? Tomura has to tell Dabi (recruitment chair) to find some pledges to clean it up. Fight breaks out? Tomura has to make sure no one gets hurt enough to get the frat in trouble with school admin. Undercover cops? Tomura’s the one who has to announce that they’re out of alc and shut it down

It’s annoying enough for Tomura to deal with that shit (not to mention get Keigo to stop fucking freshman girls and pull his weight as social chair) when he’s sober, and it’s 100x worse when he’s drunk

On the other hand, when Tomura gets drunk he’ll get really drunk. Doesn’t dance so he’ll just sit on the couch and maybe play handheld games, and he’ll get super annoyed bc he’s shit at games when his vision is blurry and his hands are shaking

Pretty suggestible when he’s been drinking. If you’re dating Tomura you can get him to do all kinds of crap after you get a few shots in him. Make him do your skincare routine with you and put face masks on together :,) He’ll never admit it but he likes being taken care of when he’s wasted

ON THE OTHER HAND THO…….if you’re not dating and instead just some random chick at one of his parties? Tomura will absolutely use being drunk as an excuse to creep on you. e.g. at kickbacks he’ll get you to play never have I ever/truth or dare so he can ask invasive questions

Are you a virgin?

How old were you when you lost it? Oh wow, you’re a slut/prude.

Body count?

Do you like sucking cock?

Ever let a guy tie you up/choke you/cum inside?

You keep answering because he seems super detached/disinterested, like he doesn’t really care about your answers or he’s just joking around. Little do you know…

Honestly a sneak creep—Tomura seems like he doesn’t give a shit about you until he’s groping you under your shirt on the dance floor, hands squeezing your tits before he shoves them into your shorts and tells you he’s going to wreck this little pussy as soon as he gets you alone ♔

Chisaki Kai

You know Kai drinks, but you never really see him drinking? It’s weird…he’s always holding a bottle when you run into him at parties but he never takes off the cloth mask he’s wearing

Brings his own alcohol to parties because no fucking way he’s going to be drinking the same nasty shit that the hosts are providing. Jungle juice? You’ve got to be fucking kidding. Do you have any idea how unsanitary that is? Even thinking about it makes Kai want to throw up

Highkey a drug dealer although he doesn’t do much himself except maybe coke or adderall…Kai can sell you basically anything and all his shit is that high-quality you can’t usually get from a campus dealer

At the same time, if Kai’s planning on fucking you he probably won’t give you that much because he doesn’t want to babysit you when you get crossed

Likes Asian liquors, very on-brand for him. Baijiu, shōchū, sake, that kind of thing. Drinks a fair amount of soju but he exclusively buys boring flavors like “fresh” or “classic”

When it comes to Western liquor, Kai has better taste than most students. Would rather drink vinegar than any alcohol that came out of a plastic bottle, box, or bag. He likes top-shelf whiskey and gin and he’s good with strong alcohol; if you wince after taking a shot he’ll definitely look down on you

Prefers afterparties and kickbacks to big parties, and will take roof/outdoor events over crowds. Hasn’t set foot inside a social frat since he was a freshman and doesn’t plan to. Very much the “let’s get out of here, I have something stronger at my place” type

Fuck, you’re so trusting when you’re drunk…he could probably put a leash and collar on you and you’d thank him. It’s sort of baffling how bubbly and sweet you are when Kai gets a little liquor in you; he can’t decide if it’s annoying or a turn-on

Kai has average tolerance but unbelievable self-control and awareness, so he’s careful not to get too drunk himself

Likewise, if he’s interested he’ll keep a close eye on how much you’re drinking and how trashed you are, because when he gets around to fucking you he wants you to be fuzzy enough that he can easily take advantage but not too sloppy. Wouldn’t want you gagging on his cock after all

Loves watching you stumble around and fall over shit while he’s just shy of sobriety. Only time you’ve ever seen Kai laugh is when you drunkenly asked him for help walking once. No way. If you can’t walk by yourself you should just crawl

When Kai actually gets drunk, he’s pretty much the same except a little more sleepy/lazy. If he’s sitting down he has a habit of nodding off in the middle of conversations. It’s lowkey cute but Setsuno brought it up once and Kai got pissed so don’t mention it to him ♢

[another-tmnt-writer]

Congested and Contested

Donnie x Reader

Author: Admin JemPrompt: Hello! May I request a Image where the reader, (Donnie’s GF), is sick but denies it until she gets her butt kicked by the guys at training, almost faints, then confesses she that she is ill and Donnie cares for her? Thank you!!

Note: I am under the weather a bit so this really made me feel all happy and wanting a turtle to take care of my sick college bumm. 

Warnings: Being sick? Undereating? Close to fainting? Honestly pretty chill.

Word Count:   2.1K

When you woke up for the day you could immediately tell something was off. Your eyes were so heavy and it felt like someone had shoved cotton balls into your skull, and left some plugging your nose. You couldn’t breathe except through your mouth which was so dry that you could barely take a breath without feeling like each inhale was a barbed wire being pulled down your throat then back out again. You groaned when you found your limbs were jelly. Everything felt disjointed and heavy.

You forced yourself upright and could feel your nose alleviate some of the blockages before coming back full force with a new friend- a pounding headache. Oh just great. I love a double whammy. Not.

When you heard the knock on the door and the bright light of the hallway invade your senses, it felt like your head would explode.

“You’re up- good. We have breakfast ready.”

You squinted at the large figure in the doorway, seeing enough features to determine it to be Donnie, with his bo staff strapped to his back and glasses being adjusted by a three-fingered hand. He smiled as you just groaned.

“Can I just stay in bed today?” You croaked, placing your head in your hands and gave a sharp sniff, trying to breathe easier.

Donnie moved towards you quickly and sat next to you. He moved your hair from your face and placed his lips against your forehead. You sighed as his cooler lips came into contact with your overheated body.

“Sweetheart,” He pulled away, “you’re burning up.”

You pouted as he got up and began walking the space of the room and began mumbling to himself on what your symptoms were. You sighed. You knew he would work himself into a worried frenzy and work until he was able to get you better. He had already been in his lab so much trying to find Shredder and what he was planning, you couldn’t put more on him.

You shook your head, “Don’t worry, love, I’m fine.”

You pushed the blankets off of you, shivering as you crawled out of your warm cocoon. Your headache began again with a vengeance. Taking a moment to recuperate, you pretended to look around for a clean shirt, when in reality you didn’t want to drop to the floor.

Donnie remained on the bed watching you with a crease between his brows. He knew you weren’t feeling well. He knew how stubborn you were. He also knew if he pushed the issue too far you would go silent and walk around the lair anyways. As long as he kept an eye on you today, Donnie could help when you were ready to ask.

When you were finally dressed- who knew trying to put on a sports bra when sick could be so freaking difficult??- you shot Donnie a smile and took his hand before leading him from the room. Donnie kept your hand in his and kept himself close to you the whole way. You just shrugged and let him have his moment of being protective. You couldn’t handle an argument very well with your nose running a mile a minute and your brain trying to replicate a whole drumline in your skull.

As you walked into the kitchen you were hit by so much noise and chaos you debated on turning around right then and there. Mikey was blasting “Wap” from the speaker April had gotten him- the same woman who introduced him to TikTok- while tossing a pancake onto a plate periodically. Leo sat with a smile, occasionally mouthing the lyrics and bobbing his head with the beat. Raph had resorted to banging the cutlery on the table in an impromptu drum session and was catching a pancake as they flew past him. Splinter merely sat reading a novel as he cut his pancakes into precise pieces.

Donnie nudged you towards a chair next to Leo before grabbing the two of you some plates. As he set one down in front of you you saw that Leo had been staring at you.

“What’s up, Fearless?” you drawled.

He just smiled softly and passed you some orange juice.

YES! Vitamin D to help take away some of the grogginess. When you were younger your mom would always make you a grilled cheese sandwich with either tomato or chicken noodle soup with a glass of orange juice. She always said it would help cure three parts of a cold. The hunger, the frowns, and the sleepies. It always cheered you up and never failed to make you feel like a little girl again when you got orange juice or grilled cheese.

You nodded gratefully before filling the glass and taking a big gulp. The cool drink on your dry throat felt amazing and you could feel your headache abate a bit. Well until Mikey walked up to you and decided to scream, “HOT PANCAKES!” before plopping six on your plate.

Your eyes widened. You were a food lover for sure, but there was no way you were going to be able to eat all of those. You raised your eyes to see Donnie smiling softly as he put four from your plate onto his. You nodded in thanks and started to nibble on what was in front of you. You weren’t even that hungry but you knew that if you didn’t eat at all then you would drop halfway through the day from malnutrition. That wouldn’t help your case of not being sick. 

The boys were done eating in record time while you struggled to eat even half of your food. They shot looks at each other while Donnie’s eyebrows furrowed at your attempts to finish off your plate.

“Love?” 

You looked up to see 5 pairs of eyes on you. You chuckled, “Guess pancakes aren’t the move for me today. Sorry, Mikey.”

“It’s all good, sweetcheeks,” Mikey took your plate and began eating what was left, “You feeling okay?”

“Of course. Fit as a fiddle.” You bluffed. 

Donnie shook his head at you and stole a glance at Splinter, who nodded back.

You narrowed your eyes at them. What on earth were they concocting? 

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You were stuck on the side of the mat as the boys trained. Splinter would ignore your attempts to jump in to spar with the boys and passed over you on all the demonstrations. It was infuriating. You had been training for months with the boys, proving you could handle yourself despite your smaller size. A stupid cold wasn’t going to keep you from training. Raph had the flu and still got to fight and go on patrol, but you couldn’t even train? No way.

You looked onto the sparring mat to see Raph on the ground, pissed as usual that he hadn’t beaten the leader in blue.  He ignored Leo’s hand and stood up by himself. Leo shook his head and went to where Splinter was working Mikey and Donnie through some movements. 

You smirked. This was your chance.

Snagging some water you strode over to Raph. Sniffed before getting to close so he wouldn’t hear your breaths ratting as easily. 

“Hey Red,” you offered the bottle to him.

He took it with clenched hands. “Hey Y/N. How ya feelin’?”

“Fine,” you said through clenched teeth.

Raph raised an eyebrow.

“wanna spar?” you shot out before he could begin to ask further about how you were doing. Honestly standing and talking was wiping you out and your head was pounding. 

“Nah I can’t fight ya when you’re like this. I would-“

You cut him off. “Scared you’re gonna lose again? I’m sure Leo would be willing to spar- more of a challenge anyways.”

You turned around but paused when Raph grabbed your elbow and whipped you back around. 

 “Let’s go.” He growled. He tossed the water bottle to the edge of the mat before backing away to get into his stance. So predictable. 

As you lowered yourself into a stance, he pounced at you. You had to duck and weave to avoid his offensive approach. You were hardly able to take in a breath and all the jumping around was making your head spin. Raph landed a blow to your shoulder and sent you back a good 2 feet. You could hardly breathe anymore. Your vision started to get darker spots on the edges of your vision. Raph stopped and called out for Donnie. You crouched down when you began to sway. Your breath came in shallow gasps and it felt like there was fog in your ears, your eyes, and your tongue felt so heavy. 

“Y/N?” you felt a cool hand press itself to your clammy forehead. “Love, you’re burning up”

Just as your vision faded completely you managed to get out, “It’s cuz I’m so hot.” Then it went dark.

When you woke up later, it was very quiet except for the mild hum of a diffuser on the table next to you. As you tried to sit up you found there was something heavy on your head. You lifted your hand and removed the damp cloth from your forehead to see that you were in a cocoon of blankets, head propped up by a pillow. As you shifted, you saw that someone had changed you out of your sweaty clothes into a clean T-shirt. You sniffed it and determined it was Donnie’s because of how big it was on you and the light scent of motor grease. You sat up quickly and took another deep breath. You could smell again! You smiled and saw a glass of ice water on the table. You gulped it down quickly and sighed as the cool liquid soothed your dry throat.

The door cracked open and Donnie popped his head in. He smiled and opened the door further when he saw that you were awake. He carried a tray with a bowl and toast with him, which he sat on the table next to you. He placed his hand on your forehead. 

“Hi love,” he took out a thermometer and turned it on, “How are you feeling?”

“Better,” you opened your mouth and he placed the device under your tongue. 

“You scared me back there. Why didn’t you just let me take care of you earlier? You could’ve gotten seriously hurt.” He looked at you in concern. You knew you worried him and it wasn’t fair. But you don’t want to be the weak link in his family. He was always so strong and took care of everyone else. You wanted to show him you could be strong too. 

Instead, you pointed to the thermometer in your mouth. 

He chuckled and nodded. “I’ll wait.”

The thermometer beeped and Donnie read the temperature. 

“99.7. Still a little high but better than before.” He said.

You looked down at your hands. “I’m sorry I worried you. I didn’t want to upset you.” You explained how you felt and Donnie remained quiet until you were finished. He pulled you into his arms and stroked your hair from your face. 

 “You are the strongest person I know, Y/N. You fight every day for us and you support me in so many ways. You always help patch up the boys after a patrol, staying up to help us talk through our problems. You always are so positive and push us to do better. You make me better every day and I am so grateful I get to have you in my life. You are so wonderful and giving and strong, it makes me want to be worthy of you.” He placed a kiss on top of your head. “You don’t need to be strong all the time. I am your partner and it’s my job to take care of you. I love getting to take care of you.”

You sniffled into his chest and wrapped your arms around his neck. 

“thank you.”

“of course.”

You both sat there for some time, simply taking in the other's presence. It was quiet and peaceful. Well until your stomach grumbled. 

“Hungry?” Donnie chuckled.

You nodded and took the bowl from him. Tomato soup and grilled cheese. Yes! You loved this turtle. You offered him a bite of the grilled cheese, then hunkered down into the blankets as he turned on Star Wars. He crawled in next to you. Wrapping his arm around your shoulders, your head against his chest, and your favorite movie marathon in front of you, you knew you could stay here forever. With Donnie, you were happy and content. Maybe having him take care of you wasn’t as bad as you thought. 

[ldavies]

hello  all,  i’m  daisy,  your  friendly  neighborhood  maia  cotton  admin  !  i’m about to introduce you all to my new baby logan.  so,  whatever  you  guys  learn  about  him,  i’m  going  to  learn  with  you  all  as  the  roleplay  goes  on.  i  hope  you  all  love  him  as  much  as  i  feel  like  i’m  going  to  !! 

[ thomas hayes, cis-male, 25, her/him ] did you see who just walked in? it was that JUNIOR, the ╳ + INDEPENDENT AND - IMPULSIVE ╳ one? you know, the one who lives OFF CAMPUS, LOGAN DAVIES ! i heard they are majoring in PUBLIC RELATIONS AND SOCIOLOGY and they can’t wait to get out of here to BE IN THE NHL AND PLAY FOR THE DEVILS. crap! stop staring, here they come! ❝ ooc: daisy, 21, she/her, est ❞

DETAILS 

name: logan anthony davies 

current age: twenty-five

sports: ice hockey

current majors: currently doing a double major in public relations and sociology

location: off campus housing

astrological sign: taurus 

hogwarts house: gryffindor 

currently playing: the bleachers - i wanna get better 

hometown: new york, new york 

favorite football team: new england patriots 

BACKGROUND INFORMATION

logan anthony davies was born on a sunny day in the month of may at new york presbyterian hospital to an ex victoria secret model and an mvp new england patriots football player. the cloudless sky meant that he was going to be such a sweet and bright child, at least that’s what his mother tells him, and somehow, he was. he wasn’t a fussy baby, he didn’t cry too much at night, and he never picked on his older sisters, and he learned to walk at early age. he was and is basically the light of his mothers life, her baby, her golden child, her last child. 

instead of private high school, he went to public school, his parents believing that their children needed a normal education, also because they lived in new york city.  they needed to get used to the busy streets of new york. it was basically a right of passage to ride the a train to school for every new yorker. if you didn’t ride the train to school and get harassed for spare change, did you really go to school in new york? 

he had a pretty healthy childhood as he grew older. they would attend football games here and there, host super bowl parties, his parents were present during their seasons, and they tried to travel together as often as possible. at the age of three, he was giving a hockey stick and a football, the young boy choice the hockey stick and while disappointing his father, he has loved it ever since. it was at the age of 5, when his father was diagnosed with CTE after what would become his last game that things began to take a turn for the worse. 

being diagnosed with CTE practically ended his fathers football career and anthony davies delved deep into depression and alcoholism. because of CTE and the alcoholism,  he became incredibly ill and aggressive towards his wife and children, yelling and screaming at them, punching at walls. while he never touched them, his wife, natasha davies, feared that one day he would and she decided it was time to walk away from the marriage. natasha sought help for her husband, and served him with divorce papers after six months of living apart. while the kids didn’t understand at the time, they came to realize later in life that their mother only did what she thought was right. 

natasha could never bring herself to keep the children away from their father completely. at first, they were having supervised visits, but as he started going to AA, the supervised visits stopped and the kids started having two birthdays, two christmases, two easters, etc. 

at the age of eighteen, logan decided to go live with his father and thus found out he wasn’t exactly as clean as he said he was. he started helping him, pushing him to stop drinking, taking care of the things around the upper east side apartment. he found out his father had practically blown away a lot of money on gambling, and was late on almost all of his bills. at nineteen, he was practically his fathers accountant, house keeper, and he decided to take a break from college, back then having started his first semester at suffolk. 

throughout four years, he balanced his fathers checkbook, took care of him,  worked as a high school junior coach and at a diner, although he didn’t really need to,  and he watched his father get better. on his fathers second year sober, logan decided it was time to go back to school and resumed his education at suffolk university. 

PERSONALITY

being that he was raised by a woman and two sisters, he tries to be someone his mother is proud of. he is kind and caring, but he tends to also have an explosive side to him that only comes out when he’s kept things in for way too long. he’s quite impulsive when it comes to things he wants to do, or feel he has to do. he didn’t think twice about leaving school to take care of his father. once something is in his head, he has to do it. a lot of his impulsivity is seen when it comes down to taking care of the people he loves. he’s not afraid to do things to get people out of trouble. he drops everything once he’s given a call. 

AESTHETICS

drinking orange juice straight from the bottle, ice hockey sticks adorning his wall, making someone a playlist of songs that reminds him of them, constant netflix binges, red marks on exams, coffee cups lying around his room, big bear hugs, headphones instead of airpods, the smell of dior sauvage, bathroom walls with foggy mirrors because he forgets to turn the fan on. ( will think of more later) 

[purplesurveys]

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 survey by pichu4850

What color do you think of when I say...

Anger? Red, or a really bright red-orange.

Confusion? Gray.

Inspiration? Sky blue. Both word and color give off calming vibes to me.

Shy? Something like an off-white shade, and maybe even pastel pink.

Agony? Olive green was the first color to come to mind, though I have no idea why.

Sleep? Dark blue, like the night sky.

Chipper? Yellow.

Beautiful? Red, the way roses are.

Morning? Light blue or yellow.

Would you rather be named...

Andrea or Aimee? Andrea.

Emily or Erica? Emily. I know an Erycka that I’m not too fond of, so this is an easy pass.

Kelsey or Casey? Casey, though I’d mix up my name a bit and have it be pronounced and spelled as Cassie.

Madeleine or Marina? Eh, not really a fan of either but I’d mos likely go for Madeleine.

Alec or Aaron? Alec.

Ryan or Ross? Not a fan of both names as well though I’d probably go with Ryan, but only as a feminine name.

Dylan or Daniel? Dylan.

Jack or Jordan? I guess Jack, if I have to pick.

Gabriel or Gavin? Gabriel.

How often do you...

Brush your teeth? Once or twice a day.

Eat breakfast? Twice a week, during weekends; though sometimes I’ll end up skipping it for an entire week altogether.

Check your email? I literally never check my personal email anymore after having gotten hired, but I know I should quit that habit and check it every once in a while just in case an intriguing opportunity might come my way. My work email is a different story; I have to use it everyday. I open my emails even during weekends so that when I report to my shift on Monday, my Gmail won’t look as clogged.

Go to the mall? When quarantine protocols loosened up a bit I used to go either on Saturdays or Sundays for some me time as well as some much-needed time away from the house, for the sake of my mental health and sanity. But now that we’re going through another surge in cases, no one’s allowed to go out again and malls are back to just keeping the essential stores open.

Go to the beach? A few times a year, at least before the pandemic. I haven’t been to the beach since 2019.

Play card games? Only happens once in a blue moon, when I get together with friends and someone happens to bring a deck of cards. This isn’t a usual occurrence with any of my friend groups, though.

Have at least 20 minute phone calls? Never. I have 20-minute Google Meet and Zoom calls instead.

Paint your nails? They are never painted.

Wish you were happier? Every now and then.

Did you ever want to be...

A veterinarian? Yes, when I was younger. I once stumbled upon an interview with a horse vet on one of my kid’s almanacs and thought what they did was so cool.

An astronaut? Yup, definitely became a big obsession of mine at one point in my childhood. I still think it would be cool to go to outer space and should the opportunity ever become accessible in my lifetime, I wouldn’t want to miss out on it.

An artist? Not really. I knew from the get go I wasn’t meant to be one.

A school teacher? I would guess yes, but I definitely wasn’t as interested in teaching compared to being an astronaut or like a firefighter.

A housewife? Lmfao yeah. This was the answer I would give when I was like 8 up until I was probably 10 and I knew it stressed out my Asian mother big time. My grandpa got a kick out of it, though.

A firefighter? Yes. This was up there with astronaut.

A princess? Not so much.

A lawyer? I definitely considered law for a brief period, but it was already during my latter college years. There wasn’t enough time to mull over it. But hearing all the law school horror stories from my friends kind of made me relieved I didn’t push through with it; I knew I wasn’t passionate enough about law to want to go through all the hardships that come with law school, so I was fine letting that dream go, and still am.

A doctor? This was never a dream of mine.

Would you consider yourself...

Materialistic? Yes.

Pessimistic? It comes out occasionally, but I don’t think it’s a main trait of mine that people would generally see me as.

Avoidant? Not so much. I can be shy and anxious sometimes but I get over it at some point.

Sarcastic? Only occasionally. I wouldn’t say I speak the language.

Talkative? Definitely not. I hate being in the spotlight, and whenever it’s my turn to share a story or talk in a group I usually have the tendency to rush through it or make it as short as possible so as to return the spotlight on someone else. I’ve always been more of a listener.

Strange? Maybe not strange but weird to an extent?

Intelligent? I guess in some ways.

Lucky? In some ways I am, but I also got handed the short end of the stick in other contexts.

In the next twenty-four hours, will you...

Talk to someone you care about? Probably. I talk to at least one friend a day.

Go to work? Yep, I’ll finally be going back to work since the Holy Week break is over. My workaholic self felt kinda unsettled with all the free time, so I’m actually kinda relieved.

Go to school? I’m not in school anymore.

Be in a different city? Nope, it’ll be working from home for me like usual. We were initially allowed to book visits to the office if we really needed to go there to pack some goodies and stuff, but because of re-heightened Covid protocols our admin has once again prohibited anyone to go there for the meantime.

Read a book? I highly doubt it. I haven’t read any in months.

Watch a movie? Nope. It’ll be a Monday coming from a 4-day break, so it will be incredibly busy tomorrow as there would be a lot to catch up on.

Go to a dentist/orthodontist appointment? No, I won’t.

Do your laundry? My parents probably will seeing as our hamper was nearly full the last time I checked.

True or False: Family...

I have two brothers or more. I only have one brother.

My mom lives with me. This is technically true but isn’t phrased right in my case. I’m currently living with my parents.

My grandparent(s) live with me. No, we moved out of our duplex (where I did use to live with my grandparents) well over a decade ago.

I have half-siblings. Don’t have any.

I am the oldest in my family. Eldest child, that is.

I am an only child. I have two other siblings.

I have 15 cousins I can name off the top of my head. Easily. My first cousins are less than 15 in total, but I know a good number of my second and third cousins as well so this is a cakewalk.

The nearest Aunt or Uncle lives less than an hour away from me. The aforementioned duplex we moved out of is just at the next village; we didn’t move too far so that we can continue visiting them.

True or False: Food...

I am allergic to chocolate. I’m not, fortunately. I’m not crazy about chocolate but I’d be pretty miserable if I could never have it either.

I like vegetables more than fruit. Infinitely more, hahaha. I hate fruits.

I have tried pizza dipped in ranch sauce. Ranch isn’t a very common dressing where I’m from, so it’s not usually offered in restaurants. Given the chance, though, I’d definitely try my pizza with ranch at least once.

I've never eaten kiwi fruit. True, but then again I’ve never eaten most fruits and don’t plan to.

I love junk food.

I love to try new food.

Ketchup goes best with fries (chips). I don’t like ketchup and barely put it on anything.

I like fried rice. I haven’t met an Asian who doesn’t like fried rice.

I can prepare dinner for myself (using a stove or oven).

I hate sushi.

How many...

Pairs of shoes do you have? A little over 10, maybe? I don’t feel like counting in my head rn.

Songs do you have on your music player? I don’t have a music player anymore.

Hours of sleep did you get last night? Around 4.

Times have you had alcohol? Like, ever since I started drinking when I was 18? I never kept track lmao but if I would guess, maybe around 50-60 times? I’m not a regular drinker; I drink probably once or twice a month at most.

Books have you read/started reading in the past month? None.

Windows in your house/apartment are open? I know my parents and sister have their windows open at the moment, so that’s 2. Mine are usually open as well, but I’ve turned on my aircon so I’ve closed them for the night.

Pets do you have? 2.

Kids do you have/want to have? I’d cut it off a a maximum of 3 kids, but having just 1 would already be so nice.

Minutes does it take to get from your home to school or work? I work from home, but in the two times I went to the actual office it took anywhere between 45 minutes to an hour.

Have you ever...

Spilled a cup of grape juice on the carpet? I don’t think I’ve ever even encountered grape juice in my entire life.

Played spin the bottle? I don’t think I’ve ever played this. My friends and I usually resort to truth or dare.

Played Twister? Yes, and there are many fond memories that come with it as well. So when I was 7 years old I befriended Katreen, and her mom and mine hit it off instantly so they started this arrangement where every Friday, her mom picked me and my sister up from school along with Katreen and her sisters, and we’d stay for several hours at their place until my mom would pick us up. Her mom was an amazing host and every week we’d play Twister, watch Pokemon, read books together, etc; anything to keep us comfortable and entertained.

Been caught doing something you weren't supposed to be doing? It’s bound to happen every now and then.

Walked out of a movie because it was horrible? I’ve gotten this feeling a few times but I always stayed in my seat because I paid for the damn ticket.

Given the finger to someone on the street? Oh most definitely, as well as drivers passing by. And it’s always been towards men that are being disgusting pigs.

Been so sad/angry that you started laughing? Sure.

Been in a wedding? Yes, but I only got invited as a kid since I was usually picked to be one of the flower girls. I haven’t been to a family wedding since 2007.

Been in a situation where you almost died? Probably not died but almost substantially injured, sure.

Misc...

Are you stressing out about anything right now? Just worried about the deluge of tasks that will inevitably come at me tomorrow but knowing how easygoing my bosses are, I know I’ll be able to ease up soon enough.

Do you think before acting or act before thinking? I used to be the latter but I now see the importance of first considering possible consequences of or how others would be affected by my actions.

Do you act upon your emotions and instinct, or logic and reasoning? Again, I used to be one of these, this time the former. Now that I’m at a much more stable and peaceful place in my life I try not to let my emotions get the best of me.

What are some personality traits you find appealing in a potential partner? I had a number of negative experiences in my last relationship so forgive me for scraping the bottom of the barrel when it comes to my expectations lmaaaao – I’d love for someone to be sensitive to my needs and feelings, and for them to be able to own up to their mistakes or hurtful habits and know how to apologize and be open to changing if it’s for their self-improvement.

How have you changed as a person in the last 5 years? I tolerate less bullshit now. I think I’ve also grown to be happier and a lot more stable, emotionally. I also have a better sense of what I want out of life and where I want to be, and I’ve also learned to be more sociable and open up to people.

If you could do anything you wanted right this moment, what would it be? Order sushi :(

Is there anyone you can totally relax and be yourself around? Yes, that’s what my friends are for. If I can’t feel comfortable around my friends, I’d view that as a problem.

Did you ever wanted to say something to someone, didn't, and regretted it? No.

Are you scared about the future? I’m scared of the idea of not meeting some of my goals, like having a family; but I’m also excited about what the future could bring me.

[btsunniemoonie]

Enchanted under the Snow (M)

⤳ author: Admin Sunnie

⤳ pairing: Teacher!Min Yoongi x Virgin!Reader

⤳ rating: 18+

⤳ warnings: dirty talk, a little dry humping, virgin kink if you squint (mention of blood because Y/N’s a virgin), cock warming, Yoongi has a giant cock

⤳ genre: smut, fluff, 90s AU

⤳ songs i’ve listened to while writing: richard hawley - darlin’, urge overkill/neil diamond - girl, you’ll be a woman soon

You never really had something for events like this. It was only a way to gather some students together, the popular students having fun like always and the ones who weren't as lucky as them had to sit around the tables, awkwardly sipping on the non-alcoholic beverage, looking around with curious eyes.

You were neither of them.

You had your little group of friends which consisted of three boys, all in the same age as you and in your class, Taehyung, Jungkook, and Jimin. They all stood around you and in a tiny corner of the big gym, sipping on their punch and talking about how the popular people danced together, here and there dropping a joke and making all of you laugh.

Their company was the reason why you even were there – that was what you tried to talk yourself into, but you knew better.

You knew exactly why you were here and that exact reason stood a few meters away from you, clad in a dark blue suit, fitting to the motto of this year's winter ball, Enchanted under the Snow.

His dark hair fell messy into his face, his pretty nose was up high as he tipped down the deep red beverage that was in his cup, his lips slightly red due to the liquid, but not that you minded that at all. His face was sharp, just as his eyes, which skimmed around the whole gym, trying to make out if anyone was breaking the rules or if something happened that shouldn't happen. He had a strong presence, he always had and he always oozed an authoritarian vibe which often made you tremble in your seat when he talked about the story of Dorian Grey.

It made him look all the more delicious, the way he talked about something that fascinated him. It ignited a spark in his students, but most importantly, he sparked something in you, something that you never felt before. It was an addicting feeling and such a forbidden one too – you found yourself fantasizing about his plush lips often, especially on lonely nights, imagining how wonderful his lips must feel on around your throbbing cli-

“Hey, ___, you're drooling.”, Jimin suddenly snapped you out of your unholy thoughts and you grumbled a little, trying to tear your gaze away from the beauty and sipping on your cup, making Jimin laugh gleefully.

“You're still into the literature professor?”, Jungkook asked you surprised, his eyebrows shooting up as he sent the aforementioned one an obvious look, causing you to grab his arm and yank him back so he was looking at you again.

“Could you maybe shut up?! I don't want everyone to find out, geez, what's going on with the two of you?! I am not crushing on him!”, you tried to defend yourself, your cheeks flaming up and your words coming out way too fast, your face betraying yourself completely.

The three guys in front of you only shared a look and then grinned mischievously.

“She's still totally into him”, Taehyung declared, the other two boys nodding in agreement. “And she isn't even subtle about it. C'mon, ___, you can do better than that. I watch you every time we have him and I know your I would fuck you look way too well.”, Jungkook suddenly said, making you look up at him, puffing your cheeks out.

“And why do you think you know how that look looks? We're both virgins, how could you even know that, huh?”, you tried to sound ignorant, but your tiny grin betrayed you – you already knew that Jungkook knew you better than that, you two almost grew up together as you were neighbours.

“It's the same look you give Johnny Depp when we watch 21 Jump Street and it's the same look I throw to Kim Namjoon.”, he stated quite bluntly, making you and the other two boys gasp at Jungkooks statement. You knew of Jungkooks crush on Namjoon, but did he really have to call you out on Johnny Depp? That was just mean.

“Are you crazy?! What if anyone hears you?!”, Jimin tried to scold the younger one, but he was way too distracted by the football star of the college, who was currently dancing with the head cheerleader.

“Let a bitch dream”, Jungkook sighed, his lips slightly pouted before he looked to the side, the sight of his crush dancing with someone else making his chest ache.

“But anyways, who wouldn't look at Johnny Depp like that? He's a fucking feast and you know that”, you quickly pulled the conversation back into another direction, not wanting your best friend to mourn over the college's jock.

Taehyung agreed, tipping his chin a little bit, “I have to agree. I can't say anything about Johnny. He's just hot.” Jimin shrugged but then nodded too, “Definitely. I don't think anyone could turn him down.”

“See Jungkook! It isn't only me who gives him that look!”, you grinned triumphantly, you eyes sparkling a little bit as you thought you had him now.

“Still doesn't change the fact that you look like that at Mr. Min too.”, he quickly destroyed your tiny win, making you all tiny once again and looking to the side.

“He's right. Just admit it. We all know you want him to pop your cherry.”, Jimin now said, his lips around the rim of his cup, looking to the side and trying to not look into your eyes – not to challenge the beast in you you inhabited sometimes.

At Jimin's audacious statement you gasped angrily, your cheeks already red by now but at that moment you didn't know if it was because of anger or embarrassment or both.

“Y'know, I don't need to listen about the three of you accusing me of something that isn't true. I'll go get myself something new to drink, maybe you'll decide on another topic than the non-existent interest I have in my professor!”, you huffed angrily, throwing your head back and sending the three a bitchy and mean glare before you walked to the self-made bar, taking the ladle of the big bowl and putting yourself in some of the punch.

“Stupid fucks”, you muttered to yourself, watching the three from safe distance grinning at you stupidly. Why were they grinning like that either way? They should feel ashamed! Teasing a girl like that wasn't a sign of chivalry, it was a sign of ignorance and being an asshole or, them just being your best friends.

Because despite them teasing you to no end, you did the same to them too and you loved them for that, all three of you knew how to handle each other and they knew you didn't mean it truly – although you maybe meant it 5%.

When you peeked to the three again, they still didn't look away from you with their stupid grins all plastered across their faces. What was going on? Did you have something on your dress? Was there a stain? You looked down at yourself, not seeing anything on the light blue fabric, frowning to yourself. What the hell did they want from you?

You huffed once again and turned around, wanting to take the ladle again and just when you took it your eyes fell onto it – seeing the lithe fingers already curled around the ladle, your fingerpads touching the soft hand of the one and only man that occupied your thoughts since he started to teach at this college.

“Oh, Miss ___, you wanted to drink something too?”, his dark voice caressed your eardrums, the music in the background suddenly not feeling so obnoxiously loud anymore, everything sounded dull compared to his voice.

“Eh-eh yeah b-but y-you were there first-so d-drink please, Mr. Min!”, you stammered and cussed at yourself mentally. Were you totally dense? Were you a little middle college girl who wasn't able to talk to someone she found pretty?

But Mr. Min wasn't someone you only thought was pretty. Sure, he was pretty, beyond that, he was absolutely ethereal with his coal eyes and pitch-black hair, his marble-like skin, and his virile features, but there was more to him. He was so intelligent, so well-spoken and just overall perfect that you couldn't help yourself, you really were head over heels falling for him, although he was your professor and several years older than you.

He chuckled darkly at your little stutter, shaking his head softly and pouring some punch into his cup and then into yours, making you nod thankfully while sporting a slight blush. He stepped next to you, sipping on his cup and looking around, pushing one of his hands into his front pocket, your eyes scanning him from bottom to top.

“I really thought anyone would try to get some alcohol in here.”, Mr. Min suddenly started, his eyes straying to the sports jocks, “Are they that good at hiding it or am I getting older?”, he asked you now, chuckling a little bit at your flustered and shy behaviour, especially as you gently shook your head at him.

“No, you aren't. The kids who drink alcohol are probably outside at the nearby park, laughing about us students who are here and dance.”, you commented and Mr. Min hummed slightly, “Ah, is that so? So you aren't one to drink?”

His question caught you off guard and you looked up at him with big eyes, shaking your head a little. “Never was the one to. I once tried it put I really didn't like the taste. I stick to my juice boxes.”, you admitted, now way more relaxed in front of him, as something in his voice always was able to settle you down. You just got caught off-guard when he suddenly touched you. You still felt the slight buzzing feeling on your fingertips and you had to admit that you liked it more than you should.

Mr. Min laughed at that, this laugh was different than the chuckle before however. This one was genuine and a little gleeful too, obviously very amused by your words, his eyes crinkling the slightest bit, “That's good, you shouldn't start to drink as early as I did. My liver never thanked me for that.” The way he laughed made your chest all warm and your cheeks too, the butterflies starting to fly in your stomach and your head starting to get a little dazed, dazed by his damned charming self.

Now you were the one who giggled a little bit, your hand coming up to cover your mouth a little bit in a scandalous manner, “Don't tell me you were the one to party, Mr. Min!”

You sounded more flirting than you wanted to and you were surprised yourself, but the way his eyes sparkled for the fraction of a second as he heard your words, obviously getting the flirtatious tone and not being opposed to it, your heart hammered uncomfortably fast against your chest.

“You wouldn't believe it, but yes, I was. My roommate Seokjin and I were known for making the best drinks on campus and as everyone knew, we always got invited to parties.”, he gave you a tiny look into his college life and you listened to him attentively, not even caring that the three boys still looked at the two of you more than obviously.

“So you always had fun, huh?”

There was an obvious suggestive tone in your voice and you didn't know why you were so daring, did anyone put something into the punch or where was this new confidence coming from? Or was the need to have your cherry popped by the one and only Mr. Min so big that you threw all your morals away? Was he worth that?

When you looked into his eyes you already knew that he was, because he held your gaze relentlessly, the tension between the two of you palpable and without missing a beat he huskily replied, leaning a little down to you, “A lot of fun in every way you can imagine.”

He was so close you were able to make out the tiny moles on his flawless skin, his voice making you visibly shiver and your lips parting the slightest bit, “O-oh”, you stammered quite intelligently again, looking away all flustered and red-cheeked, your heart beating fast against your chest. All the newfound confidence was gone and that just because he leaned down to you and looked into your eyes? How weak were you? You truly hoped the guys didn't see you and when you looked up, you noticed that they indeed were gone, just as most of the guests of tonight's college dance.

It was already after 11 pm and you and the guys promised to meet outside to go to your homes again and although you truly didn't want to go and leave Mr. Min like that, you knew that you had to, unless you wanted all three of them to bitch about it until the end of college.

“I-Uhm, have to leave.”, you broke off the tension and the moment you shared with him, “The guys will be waiting for me I am sure, we wanted to go home together.”, you apologized to Mr. Min and he nodded at you, his eyes staying on your form as you walked out of the gym and on the college's parking lot, your eyes scanning the whole place.

As you didn't see any of your friends, panic bubbled up in you. Did they just leave without you? You couldn't make out the Hyundai Stellar of Jimin's and just then it dawned on you. Did they leave you there because they thought you wouldn't come home with them? Were you and Mr. Min that flirting that obviously?

You tried to fight the blush down your neck, gnawing on your bottom lip and asking yourself what to do now. The ride home was usually a ten-minute ride, but when you'd walk it could easily evolve into a thirty-minute walk, especially when you wouldn't take the short ways and you wouldn't walk through the parks. But was it was this late, you didn't want to go home alone, an uncomfortable feeling creeping up on your shoulders and the cold feeling too. You truly had to leave your coat in Jimins car, right?

Just when you were about to cry you heard a familiar voice calling out for you and you turned around, Mr. Min standing in front of you, clad in his big coat, his Mercedes keys in his right hand.

“Did they leave without you?”, he asked you, a soft tone to his voice and you nodded pitifully, his face softening as he took in your shaking and tiny form.

“I can give you a ride home.”, he offered you and walked up to you, taking off his coat and putting it around your shoulder, engulfing you in his delicious scent, your thoughts getting hazy and dazed again. “I would love that.”, you smiled a little at him, the tip of your nose a little red due the cold, the leaves around you still falling to the ground although there wasn't even a breeze. You followed him to his dark Mercedes and he held up the door for you. Ever the gentleman, you thought as you entered the car, smelling something that was undoubtedly him, making you oddly excited and realize that this was going to happen.

You just got into Mr. Mins car and he was about to drive you home. For ten minutes you'd be totally alone with him and in such a small space too. The thought alone made you absolutely excited and you couldn't really hide it. Too often you dreamed about how it'd be if you'd ever have the luck of being completely alone with him and now that you truly were, you found yourself drowned in unholy thoughts. How nice it would be to be squished against him in such a small room, how nice it would be to feel his skin against yours, how nice it would be to hear his dark voice muttering the dirtiest words there were. It didn't take long and you started to rub your thighs together in an attempt to ease the tingle that started between your legs.

“We have to wait until the motor gets warm”, Mr. Min suddenly said, the low noises of the radio slowly merging into the background. You looked up at him with big eyes, almost feeling like he caught you doing something that you weren't allowed to. But you only saw his fingers curled around the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly white due to the force of it. Why was he grasping the wheel this hard?

Yoongi asked himself if you truly thought he didn't notice the way you eyed him down and how you rubbed your thighs together or if you did it on purpose, wanting to drive him mad because you knew exactly that he wasn't allowed to act on the obvious attraction he had for you. He often had to reprimand himself when he looked at you too intensely when you were working or when he rutted himself to sleep to the thought of you.

He knew it wasn't right and he knew that it wasn't legal too – it was frowned upon, even if you were in the legal age to have sex with him. Those thoughts weren't good and Yoongi knew but still, he couldn't help himself when you looked so delectable right next to him.

You two were flirting earlier and you both knew. It was obvious, very much at that and he thought the tension back in the gym hall was quite big but now, now that he was in the car with you and in such a small space, he almost choked at the tension and you did too.

“Mr. Min”, you murmured quietly, your voice nothing more than a whisper but loud enough for Yoongi to hear, so he looked to you, his eyebrow raising the slightest bit, “Hmm?”

“Did you put on the air conditioner? It's getting so warm here..”, you mumbled, sliding off Yoongis coat and sighing as soon as the air hit your bare skin, slightly fanning some air to yourself, very glad that you chose an off-shoulder dress for this occasion.

“You were freezing earlier, I had to-”, he started and wanted to turn it off, but you stopped him, your fingertips touching his once again, a slight buzz going through both of your hands, “Don't put it off. It's okay. I like it warm.”, you smiled a little bit and let your fingerpads wander over his hand, making Yoongi shiver for a moment, your eyes meeting for what felt like an eternity. It was at this moment that both of you knew that something was going to happen tonight and both of you wanted it too.

“___... What are you doing, hm?”, he asked you when you started to touch the collar of his button-down, his eyes focused on you, especially as you started to touch his throat all curiously and carefully, “I am touching you, Mr. Min.”, you said innocently, tilting your head a little bit, “Am I not allowed, Mr.Min?~”

He keened a little into your touch, letting you touch his throat to your heart's content until he felt your fingers fiddling with his deep blue tie. Within seconds he grabbed your wrist, looking deeply into your eyes while leaning closer to you. He knew what you wanted and he knew that he wanted it too, the temptation of the forbidden fruit so close to him, driving him almost insane, but he also knew just how wrong it was.

There was a tiny thread that held him to his morals, that screamed at him to just bring you home and stay away from you, but there was a bigger part of him that wanted it. That wanted you, in the rawest form he could have you. You weren't just a body he wanted to own, you were a soul he wanted to mingle with, to get one with. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, only to open them again and look into yours, his eyes searching for any tiny evidence of doubt in yours.

But there was none.

“Do you want this?”, he asked you, his hand reaching out for you and engulfing your cheek, softly rubbing the soft flesh with his thumb, watching your face which was illuminated by the street lamp in front of his car, your big and sparkling eyes looking into his relentlessly.

“I never wanted anything more than this, Mr. Min.”, you breathed out, leaning your face into his touch just the way you always wanted to.

Suddenly, he came closer to you, leaning over the gear lever, careful not to touch anything as he brushed his lips against yours, a tiny gasp leaving your lips. Was this how your first kiss was going to be? With your literature professor?

You smiled at the thought, your eyes fluttering shut as you closed the distance between the two of you, stealing a kiss from him and making it official.

You never thought that lips could taste and feel this good. This plush, this soft and this undoubtedly delicious, but maybe that was just because those lips belonged to Mr. Min. It was like a firework igniting between the two of you, your lips moving against each other, one of your hands finally being able to untie his tie, throwing it haphazardly onto the backseats.

Your fingers fiddled with the first buttons of his button-down, opening them and touching a man's chest for the first time, your other hand carding through his hair, making it even messier than before. His own hand came up to your hair, grabbing you by the base and pulling you closer to him, his other hand placed on your thigh and grabbing it firmly.

It felt marvellous, the way his hands felt on you and how you felt him up. His skin was absolutely perfect, it was soft and you were able to make out with a few touches that he kept his body in shape, his chest being a little harder. A tiny gasp fell from Mr. Mins lips as soon as you brushed his nipple, pulling away from your lips and looking into your eyes.

His cheeks were flushed, his eyes hazy and his lips were kissed red. You bit down on your bottom lip, letting your eyes wander over his messed up hair and his opened button-down, rubbing your thighs against each other once again, the sight alone making your pussy throb with want.

You looked equally as out of it and Yoongi couldn't hold himself back, not when his pants got uncomfortably tight.

He undid his seatbelt, suddenly standing up and climbing into the back of the car, sitting down and finally putting off the jacket of his suit. He opened all the buttons of his button-down and spread his legs widely, giving you a perfect look on his hard-on. You salivated at the sight, how the hell was it even allowed to be this sensual?

“Come to your professor and let him take care of you”, he rasped into the air, making you jump into action and sitting on his lap, your the hem of your dress revealing more and more of your thighs.

You situated yourself perfectly on his boner, your clit throbbing against his pants, making you moan into his hold. Without hesitation he curled his arms around you, guiding you against his cock and causing the both of you to moan although you both still were completely dressed, your lips locked in a heated kiss, him intruding your hot cavern and starting to twirl his tongue around yours.

“Please”, you whined into the kiss, totally overwhelmed by the onslaught of feelings, the tingle between your legs only growing and growing, the grinding only making you hornier than more.

“Please Mr. Min. I want you.”, you whispered sensually, curling your arms around his neck, accentuating your statement as you ground especially hard against him, making him moan against your lips.

“I need to prepare you”, he hushed you, “Sit up.”

You did as ordered, sitting up a little bit and steadying yourself at the backrest of the seats just right next to his head while tilting your head to the side questioningly.

“Preparing me? Why do you need to prepa...-”, you wanted to ask him but got cut off as you felt his index and middle finger running up and down your already soaked panties, circling your clit and your entrance too.

“Mr. Min!”, you moaned into his touch, loving the way his fingers felt on your pussy and wishing nothing more than to rip your panties off so you could feel his fingers unfiltered, “Please! Put them away, my panties please!”

“It's my utmost pleasure”, he groaned and peeled your panties off your soaked cunt, grabbing the fabric that just hugged your pussy and ripping it away. Before you could even comprehend it or complain about it, he already had his fingers on your bare pussy now, causing you to let out a long and loud moan.

“Fuck, yes! Yes, Mr. Min, it feels so good please don't stop”, you begged, moving your hips against his fingers, him watching you absolutely endeared while he licked his lips.

“Do you like that, little dove?”, he asked you and you nodded frantically, embarrassingly close to your climax already.

“Yes yes, I love it! Please don't stop with it, I'm gonna-I'm gonna-”, you started to chant, your hips starting to move more erratically, coming undone underneath his fingers. You fell onto him completely, your face nestled against his neck.

You grabbed the fabric of the backrests violently and you threw your head back while Yoongi rode out your orgasm with his fingers, suddenly slipping two of them into you with elegant ease.

The feeling of your first orgasm slowly ebbed away and just then you felt it.

A slight stretch, a stretch that was so delicious that you immediately yearned for more.

“Mhhh Mr. Min”, you cried against his neck, softly kissing and licking at his skin, starting to hear the faint noises of the radio mixed with the squelching noises that undeniably came from your pussy, “Your fingers are in me.”

He nodded at you, starting to finger your squelching cunt, “Does it feel good?”

“It feels foreign”, you stuttered out, trying to accustom to the feeling how having something in you for the first time.

“You're a virgin, huh?”, he asked you, the tone of his voice not mocking, if anything, he sounded oddly turned on, “Never had fingers in that tiny pussy of yours, huh?” You moaned at his lewd words, nodding and fucking yourself on his fingers as the initial weird feeling transformed into a feeling of hot pleasure.

“Never had fingers in me, Mr. Min. Never had a cock in me, Mr. Min. Yours is going to be the first”, you mewled and he moaned at your words, scissoring you open, your juices staining his back seats but he couldn't care less. Not when you were this exposed in front of him.

“You're a naughty one, huh? Don't think I wouldn't notice how you gush on my fingers when I talk so dirty to you”, he teased you, a dark chuckle leaving his lips at your whine, his fingers suddenly reaching a point that made your jaw go slack and your sight to blackout for a tiny second.

The sound that left your lips was something that was foreign to your own ears and you grasped Yoongis shoulder to remind yourself that you were here, here with him.

“Fuck!”, you cried out, “What's-what's that?! Mr. Min, please touch it again, it's so good, so so so good!”, you babbled and Yoongis dick twitched in his pants, complying to your wish and rubbing at your g-spot while he opened his zipper with one hand, getting his cock out of the confines of his underwear, finally freeing it.

“It's your g-spot, little dove. And call me Yoongi.”, he demanded from you, but you only moaned around his fingers, not being able to make out anything else than a fire that ignited between your legs.

As Yoongi felt you clench around his fingers especially hard, he stopped, slipping his fingers out of you completely and smearing your juices all over his cock. You looked down and between his legs, watching him doing such a lewd thing, your eyes growing incredibly big.

“Your cock is so big.”, you gasped, looking up into his eyes again, “How is your cock going to fit?”

Yoongi couldn't help the dark chuckle that left his lips at your cute but yet so dirty words, “I prepared you for a reason, little one. Now lay down.”

With trembling legs you complied to his wish, laying down on the seats and spreading your legs willingly for him, even holding your dress up to reveal your dripping cunt to his hungry eyes.

“You look so innocent”, he murmured, tracing his fingers that were still slightly damp from your arousal over your cheek, suddenly grabbing the fabric that shielded your chest and yanking it down to reveal you bare in front of him. He licked his lips at the sight.

“No bra?”

“Very uncomfortable in such a dress”, you shyly said, your hands coming up to hide yourself but he stopped you with one look only.

“Don't hide when you just revealed your dripping pussy a few seconds ago.”, he commanded and you nodded at him, your hands reaching for him and making grabby hands at him.

He looked at you, enjoying the view of you so exposed and sprawled out for his hungry eyes only. It was a delightful sight and he truly never wanted to forget it, he wanted to see you like that over and over again. He wanted to make you moan and cry out, again and again, he wanted nothing more than to be with you fully.

“Please, make me yours Yoongi.”, you whispered and broke him out of his thoughts, slowly leaning over you and grabbing his cock to rub his head against your bare pussy.

You let out a moan, your cheeks all red and warm due to the onslaught of feelings you felt, throwing your head back and watching the fog collect on the windows of his car.

You were glad about that, this way no one was able to see what was going on inside of the car.

“Are you ready?”, he asked you and you looked back at him, nodding, “More than ready.”

He chuckled at that, slowly sheathing himself inside of you. You squeezed your eyes shut at the stinging pain, your chest rising and falling rapidly as quick huffs and puffs left your lips.

Just when you thought it got a little better, the inched more into you and you let out a cry, arching your back into his hold, silently whimpering. At that, he slowly let his fingertips trail over the inner of your thighs, making your muscles relax more and more.

“Relax, little dove. I am here. Mr. Min is here and he'll take care of you.”, he whispered, slowly leaning more to you and talking against your lips. He waited for you to accustom more to his girth, himself having to control himself and not to fuck into your tight virgin pussy like he wanted to.

“Can I?”, he asked you hurriedly and you hummed in affirmation, taking a deep breath and taking in the last inches of him.

You never thought the feeling of being full felt this fucking good. It was like all you wished for, you felt complete, stretched to a painfully pleasurable point.

Yoongi gulped above you, his hands right next to your head to steady himself, waiting for you to give him a sign so he was able to continue.

After a while, the pain fully transformed into pleasure and you looked up at him, your hands on his chest, softly touching his nubs, “Please, move.”

And so he did.

He pulled out completely only to slap his hips right back into you, the squelching sounds now even louder than before, as both of your arousals and your blood made it more easy for him to move inside of you.

You moaned loudly and he did too, thrusting into you at a nice and steady pace, not too fast and not too slow, the whole car starting to move. He didn't want to go rampage on you on your first night, no, that was saved for other nights.

“Fuck, would you look at that”, he hissed, looking between the two of you and watching your pussy swallow his thick cock, “Your greedy virgin pussy is taking my thick cock so well, how can this be hm? How can such a tight virgin pussy swallow my dick so well?”

He felt you clench around his cock and his movements stuttered for a moment, “Such a whore for dirty talk, aren't you?”

You nodded frantically, curling your hands underneath his button-down and around his torso.

“Yes Yoongi, so much! My pussy is taking your cock so well because I was made for you, made for your cock, made for you to fuck!”, you cried out especially loud as he reached your g-spot again and you knew, you knew you wouldn't last long anymore.

He got goosebumps at your words, slamming his hips into you with more fervour now, always rubbing the tip of his cock against your most sensitive spot, “Mhhhm that's right. Your little pussy is made to take my big cock, right? Your pussy just wants my big cock, hm?”

You couldn't stop moaning, the feeling of him hitting your most delicious spots over and over again, the drool already dripping down the corners of your mouth. You suddenly felt how the knot in your tummy started to get tighter and tighter, tingles rising all over your body, the pleasure fogging your mind and consuming your eyesight too.

Yoongi felt how you suddenly clenched around him and held his cock firmly nestled in you and he bit down on his lip, “Are you coming?”, he gritted through his teeth, feeling himself getting closer and closer to the edge the more your walls sucked his cock in.

“Yes! Yes I am about to cum, please, please cum with me, Mr. Min!”, you broke out in incoherent moans, Yoongi keeping his pace up, the tip of his cock bluntly assaulting your g-spot and that was the last thing that you needed to cum undone once again, crying out his name.

For one moment Yoongi thought you'd cut his blood circulation as you tightened yourself around him that hard, he thought he was going to lose his mind, drilling into your dripping cunt and releasing himself in you in hot spurts, all the tension between the two of you finally exploding into the first and most mind-blowing orgasm you ever had.

The both of you tried to calm your breathing down, silent gasps and deep intakes of air being heard.

He fell on you and you sighed contently, liking the way of feeling his weight on you. A small formed on your lips, which quickly faded as soon as he intended to pull out, thinking that you might feel uncomfortable stuffed to the brim like that.

“No!”, you quickly stopped him, your hands finding his hair once again, carding your fingers through it, “Please, stay in me.”

He looked up at you in wonder, his head slightly tilted to the side, “Isn't it uncomfortable?”

You shook your head at him, your cheeks slightly getting red because of the embarrassment and he smiled warmly at you.

“Like being stuffed, huh?”, he asked you with an amused glint in his eyes, making you giggle shyly.

“I like being stuffed by you.”, you gave back and curled your arms around him, pulling him closer so you felt all of him on you.

Both of you stayed like that, calming yourselves down and just being with each other, enjoying the presence of each other.

“Mr. Min?”

“I said you can call me Yoongi”, he chuckled a little bit and nestled his face in the crook of your neck, softly kissing you and making you blush, obviously not getting the worried tone of your voice.

“Was this more for you than a mere fuck?”, you broke out, chewing on your bottom lip nervously as he heaved himself up to look into your eyes, seeing how much you struggled with keeping eye contact.

His heart felt heavy just when he looked at your stressed-out form, it painfully wrenched inside of his chest and he bit the inner of his cheek.

He already knew the answer, he already knew it the second he walked into the class.

You were more than a student.

More than a mere fuck.

“It was”, he honestly said, wiping a strand of hair from your face, a gentle smile on his lips, “It was way more than that.”

He softly leaned down and caught your lips in a kiss, feeling how a tear rolled down your cheek, his own getting slightly wet because of it. You weren't able to hold yourself together, too happy with the outcome of this night, not even wanting to think about how you didn't even want to go in the first place.

“Don't you cry”, he thumbed your tear away, a soft and gentle spark in his eyes, “I am here for you now. I am here and I am not planning on leaving.”

You smiled at him, pecking his lips, love and adoration bubbling up in your chest.

“Will you always be there for me?”, you asked him, obviously meaning that he'll still be there when you would graduate.

“I'll always be.”, he said without hesitation, meaning every word and locking lips with you once more and you believed him. You believed him with every fiber of your being and at that moment you knew. You just knew you both would stay together.

“I like you, Yoongi.”, you quietly murmured and you thought your heart would stop beating in your chest when you were met with silence.

But that didn't last long. Yoongi slowly kissed up your neck, looking deeply into your eyes and smiling lovingly.

“Even though not everyone will be able to understand what we have and share, we will be together. We will be in our own little world and no one will be able to intervene in it. It will be our own world. Our own little safe haven. I have the same feelings you have for you, ___.”

Your heart swelled in your chest at his words, feeling euphoric at the fact that he shared what you felt for him and you pulled him into another kiss, relishing in the feeling of his lips and letting yourself fall into it.

Until a thought suddenly crossed your mind and your eyes grew wide, pulling your lips away from his and looking into his eyes like a deer caught in the headlights of a truck.

“What is going on?”

“... I am not on the pill.”

[girls-scenarios]

I Fancy You

Idol: Jeongyeon (Twice)

Prompt: Hello✨ Firt of all, I want to say that I really love the blog💖 Then, can I request a scenario with fem!reader being on a roadtrip with Jeongyeon from TWICE (and some other friends) and they end up confessing bc they both have a crush on the other? Much love💓💓

Writer: Admin Kiwi

A/N: Perhaps “Fancy” is my new favorite Twice title track. Also all of the girls looked incredible this comeback but my girl Jeongyeon is out here serving looks. Look at that long hair. She’s a goddess. Also the friends in this story are Jihyo and Nayeon because I was feeling in the mood for some 3mix today. And this is LONG I got a little obsessed with this prompt oops. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

Warnings: Occasional curse words and a little bit of tension, I think that’s all.

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“A road trip?” You looked up at Jihyo over your laptop, raising your eyebrows. Beside you, Jeongyeon looked up as well, putting a bookmark into her book. The two of you plus Nayeon had sitting at your normal table in the library, working on homework as the end of the semester crept closer, when Jihyo had approached, coffee in hand and a smile on her face.

“Yes, a road trip! To celebrate the end of the semester! We’ve all been friends for a while, right? It only makes sense that we go on a trip at least once before we aren’t young anymore.”

“Don’t say it like that,” Nayeon said, running her hands through her hair and sending Jihyo a look. “I don’t even want to think about not being young.”

“Because you’re already old,” Jeongyeon teased, earning her a kick under the table.

“No seriously, listen. When we finish the semester, we take a road trip somewhere. My uncle owns a vacation house near the beach, we could go to the beach and take a week to unwind and get into the mood for summer.” Jihyo sat down at the table and passed out the coffees as she spoke. “It would be a lot of fun, I promise.”

“It does sound fun,” Jeongyeon admitted, taking a sip of her coffee. “This would be the week after finals, right?”

“Right! You’ll want to take off of work now.”

“And the beach means lots of cute summer clothes. And lots of girls in those cute summer clothes,” Nayeon said, grinning as she turned to face Jihyo. “I think I’m down.”

With a laugh, you saved the essay you were working on and closed your laptop. You weren’t going to get any work done now. “You’re just going for the pretty girls?”

“Mostly. That and the ice cream.”

“So, (Y/N), are you in?” Jihyo turned to you with sparkling eyes, and you bit your lip, looking around the table. Everyone was looking at you, and your eyes lingered on Jeongyeon for a moment before you quickly looked away. Being on a trip with her for a whole week wasn’t something you’d been expecting to happen, but just the thought of the warm sun hitting your skin as you buried your toes in the sand made you relax a little bit, and you really wanted to go.

“I’m in,” you said, pushing back any reservations you might have had. “I’ll talk to my manager about taking time off tomorrow.”

“Yay!” A librarian shushed her from a few feet away, but Nayeon just shrugged them off, eyes sparkling as she threw her arms around Jihyo. “We’re going to the beach!”

“It is finals season, Nayeon, try not to get us kicked out of the library,” Jeongyeon said, but the usual edge in her voice was gone, and you could see the beginnings of a smile on her lips as she turned back to her book. She was excited, cheeks slightly flushed, and as you turned back to your laptop, listening to Jihyo talk about the things the four of you could do, you found that you were excited too.

-

“Did you guys pack everything? Toothbrush, combs, deodorant, jackets just in case?” Jihyo was standing at the door, calling inside to where you stood with Jeongyeon and Nayeon at the table, finishing up with the last of the packing: snacks and drinks.

“Yes, mom, everything is packed,” Nayeon replied, picking up two of the smaller bags. “Want to help me start putting everything in the car?”

“Don’t call me mom, I’m younger than you,” Jihyo said in return, but took the bags from the older girl’s hands, sounding too tired to fight. All of you had stayed up late the night before, barely getting any sleep in order to pack for the trip and make sure everything was perfect. Jeongyeon especially had hardly slept at all, and you could see the dark circles under her eyes as the two of you finished packing the snack and drink box, but you didn’t say anything. She had always been a perfectionist, so she’d probably rather sleep in the car on the way there than accidentally forget to pack on of the many things on her packing list.

“Okay, that looks good.” Jeongyeon stepped back from the box, surveying its contents. “We have chips, granola bars, candy, sodas, water, and energy drinks. I think that’s all we need.”

You stepped back as well, squinting at the box. There was something that Jihyo had gotten the night before that nagged at the back of your head until you snapped your fingers, remembering. “Oh, we should probably pack Jihyo’s apple juice packets she got.”

Immediately, Jeongyeon’s hands went up to her head and she let out a dramatic gasp, reminding you too much of Nayeon. “You’re right! How did I forget those? She would have kicked me out of the car, you saved my butt.” She backtracked to the cabinet, rummaging around until she gathered something up in her hands and turned around triumphantly. “Apple juice acquired. Anything else we’re missing?”

“Nope, that’s it,” you said, giving her a smile as she walked back over. “Ready to load it into the car?”

“Let me just put these in here,” she said, stuffing them down into the box. After a moment, she shook her head and stood back up, letting out a sigh. “I can’t believe I almost forgot the one thing Jihyo told me specifically to remember.” She looked even more tired than before, and you let your hand settle on your shoulder, knowing that she had to still be exhausted from the finals the week before.

“You’re tired, any of us could have done it. In fact, I’m willing to bet Nayeon forgot her toothbrush, even though Jihyo has reminded her at least ten times to pack it.” At your words, she laughed softly, and you let out a little relieved sigh.

“You’re totally right. Nayeon is just a mess in general.”

“Right? That’s why nobody believes that she’s the oldest.”

“I can hear you guys talking shit in here!” Nayeon threw open the door and stomped inside, making both of you laugh. Grinning, Jeongyeon picked up the box and sent Nayeon a wink.

“Hey, did you remember to pack your toothbrush?” Her words made you laugh, and Nayeon just looked between the two of you, confused.

“For the hundredth time, yes! What’s this even about?”

“Nothing,” you said, grabbing your bag from where it sat under the table. “Let’s get going, shall we?”

Outside, Jihyo was stuffing the rest of the luggage into the trunk of her car and Red Velvet was already blasting over the speakers from Nayeon’s phone in the front seat. Jeongyeon jogged ahead of you to put away the box of snacks, and you watched her go as you walked slowly behind her, a smile blooming on your face as Nayeon yelled that she would be right out and Jihyo yelled back at her to hurry. This trip was already shaping up to be a lot of fun.

-

Less than an hour into the drive, Jeongyeon was passed out in the seat beside you, head leaning on her pillow propped against the window. Nayeon was also asleep, letting out soft snores that she would deny later as her head rested against the back of the chair, and Jihyo had long since turned down the music, although she was still quietly humming along as she drove with her apple sauce packet in hand. Usually, you would already be asleep too, but you found yourself staring at Jeongyeon beside you instead. She had been so tired after exams, and you could tell from the way she was sleeping with her mouth slightly open, completely passed out, that she hadn’t been sleeping enough after them either. Still, she looked cute, and you reached over to push her now-long hair out of her face to keep it from tickling and waking her up.

When you’d first met Jeongyeon, the two of you had been college freshmen in orientation. Back then, she’d had her hair cut short and dyed blonde, and she’d been intimidating until you shyly said hello. Then her face had lit up and she’d introduced herself, telling you that she was nervous that no one would talk to her and that she had a friend who went here already, but that she wanted to make new friends. She had a bubbly personality, and immediately, you were drawn in by her, heart jumping around in your chest as you told her that you’d be her friend if she wanted you to be.

That was how it started, and now her hair was grown out, she had a few more ear piercings, and a secret tattoo that only the group knew about, but she was still the same girl you’d fallen for during orientation. Even if she was tired, she still smiled with all her teeth and joked to cheer up the table and argued with Nayeon over things that didn’t matter. She was still bubbly, even if she was more mature and organized than before. Her room still had her Oh My Girl poster and her ten small cacti by the window, even if she’d changed the rest of her room to be more “adult” with black and white bed sheets and a black vanity. She’d grown, you both had, but she was still Jeongyeon. And you still had those feelings stuck in your heart, refusing to go away.

She shivered slightly, and you noticed that the temperature in the car was getting chilly.

“Hey, Jihyo, where did we put the blankets?” You tried to keep your voice low even though you had to be loud to be heard. Thankfully, she heard you, eyes darting to look at you in the rear view mirror.

“They’re in the trunk, but you can get them if you open the little door in the middle seat. It looks like a drink holder,” she said, “sorry, is it getting cold back there?”

“Only a little bit, but Jeongyeon is shivering.” You turned and looked at the middle seat until your eyes recognized the outline of a little door in the seat and you reached over to pull it out. As soon as it came out, you could see the blankets folded neatly inside the trunk. “Oh, wow, this is cool!”

“Right? I made sure to put anything we might need right beside the door, so if you need anything, check there first.”

“Got it, thank you!” You pulled out two blankets and draped the first one gently over Jeongyeon. She shifted slightly in her sleep and one hand grabbed at the blanket, but she didn’t wake up, and you couldn’t help smiling because of how cute it was. As you settled back into your seat, unfolding your own blanket, you saw Jihyo glance at you in the mirror one more time. There seemed to be a glimmer of recognition in her eyes, but she almost immediately turned her eyes back to the road, and you decided not to think about it. Instead, you closed your eyes and listened to the soft sounds of Oh My Girl’s “Closer” playing over the speaker, letting the rock of the road and Jeongyeon’s even breathing beside you lull you to sleep.

-

The beach was just as wonderful as you’d thought it would be. Jihyo’s uncle’s house was almost right on the beach, and your eyes were wide as you climbed out of the car, looking around. The place was gorgeous, especially with the setting sun coloring it orange, and you could hear the sounds of the ocean lapping at the shoreline.

“This place is awesome,” Nayeon said behind you, sounding a bit breathless as she closed her car door. “How the hell does your uncle afford it?”

“Apparently he makes good money, I’m just glad he’s letting us borrow it,” Jihyo called as she moved to the trunk of the car, smiling proudly. “Come help me unload now, if you’re done gawking.”

“You sound like a rich girl,” Nayeon grumbled as she turned around, but you could tell that she was just being dramatic because she all but skipped to the back of the car.

Jihyo looked at you over her shoulder as she handed two bags to Nayeon and nodded towards the car. “Oh, (Y/N), please wake Jeongyeon and let her know we’re here.” Your door was still open, so you climbed inside and reached across to gently shake her shoulder, feeling almost guilty about waking her up.

“Jeongyeon, we’re here. Wake up.” You said it softly, but it was enough to wake her up combined with Nayeon’s loud voice outside the car, and she blinked sleepily, looking up at you before glancing out the window.

“Oh, okay. Did I sleep the whole time?”

“Yep. We stopped to get gas and tried to wake you up but you were completely out. I’m guessing you really needed your sleep after exams.”

She let out a laugh and sat up, yawning and stretching her arms out in front of her. “I guess I did. I didn’t realize I was so tired. Sorry if I made the drive boring.”

“It’s okay, you needed the rest. But you should step out and see this place, it’s gorgeous.” At your words, she raised her eyebrows and ran her fingers through her messy hair, trying to smooth it down.

“It’s that good, huh?”

“See for yourself.” You sent a grin her way and stepped back out of the car, but glanced back at her before you shut the door. As she reached for the door, she looked down at the blanket and seemed a bit confused. But it was only for a second, and she opened the door and stepped out, turning to look towards the house. Immediately, her jaw dropped open, and you found yourself smiling again.

“Woah, it is that good.”

“Told you.”

“Hey, Jeongyeon, since you didn’t help with anything else during the drive, come help with these suitcases,” Nayeon called as she slung two bags over her shoulders, breaking the moment as Jeongyeon turned to glare at her.

“I’m sure you were so much help yourself.”

“She handed me my card when we were filling up at the gas station.” There was laughter in Jihyo’s voice as she fumbled with her keys, and her words make Nayeon pout at her.

“I also played all your favorite songs so you wouldn’t feel like falling asleep!”

“Oh yeah, of course. Thank you, Nayeon.”

“That doesn’t sound genuine at all,” Nayeon complained, and Jihyo just laughed, turning to you and Jeongyeon.

“You two grab some luggage and let’s go inside and check it out.”

The inside of the house was just as pretty. It wasn’t a big house, but it was beach themed, and the cool air inside felt nice. From the front door, you could see that there was a patio looking over the beach at the back, with chairs, a table, and a grilling area set up already. You wanted to go check it out, but Jihyo started to announce the room situation, so it had to wait.

“Okay, so there’s three rooms, each with one bed. Two of us are going to have to share a bed.” She said it like it was nothing, but those words sent your heart racing and made your cheeks begin to burn. You hoped that it wasn’t too visible in the low light.

Nayeon narrowed her eyes, dropping her luggage to the ground. “Wait, so who’s sharing the bed?”

“I thought we’d draw sticks for it. I already made them and everything.”

“How do we know you aren’t going to cheat and get yourself a good room?”

“It’s random, Nayeon. How would a cheat at pulling sticks? There’s two with red marks and two with blue. Reds get to share the bed, blues get their own bedroom.” Quickly, she turned to dig into her purse for the sticks, and you glanced at Jeongyeon. She’d been just as quiet as you while Nayeon was whining, and you could see that the ends of her ears were slightly red, but you didn’t want to give yourself any hope by reading into it. “Here! See? Completely fair, they all look the same here.” The sticks in her hand were covered halfway by a little black felt bag, bottoms completely concealed inside.

“If you say so. I’ll go first.” Nayeon still looked a bit skeptical, but she reached out anyway, grabbing one of the sticks. At the bottom was a blue mark obviously made with a highlighter, and she grinned. “Good! At least if you cheated, I benefited from it!” With a roll of her eyes, Jihyo offered the bag to you and Jeongyeon.

“Who’s next?”

Swallowing, you reached out to pull a stick from the bag. Red. At the sight of the color, your heart started up again, and Nayeon whistled. “(Y/N)’s sharing the bed! But with who?”

“Just because you’re a drama major doesn’t mean you have to make everything so dramatic or theatrical,” Jeongyeon said as she reached towards the bag, ears still flushed. Her words made Nayeon pout, again, as she reached over to gently hit the girl with her stick.

“Shut up. You’re mean,” Nayeon replied, but you could barely hear her over the sound of your own heartbeat in your ears as Jeongyeon’s fingers closed around a stick. Was this really happening.

“Oh. Red.”

“(Y/N) and Jeongyeon are sleeping together!” Nayeon yelled, and Jeongyeon threw her stick at her, making her yelp.

“Are you twelve? I’m going to drown you in the ocean, just wait.”

“You won’t do that, I’m your best friend.”

“Anyway, guys,” Jihyo spoke up, voice cheery as she waved her blue stick. You squinted at her, remembering the glimmer you’d seen in her eyes earlier. Had she planned this? “Since Jeongyeon and (Y/N) have to share a bed, they get the master bedroom. The bed is bigger and they actually get their own shower. Nayeon, you and me have to share a shower.”

“Fine with me. I get a whole queen size bed to myself.”

“Let’s try and finish getting everything inside before it gets too dark, okay? I had my uncle get groceries ordered for delivery so I could cook tonight and he said they should be here any minute. We can just chill tonight before we go out exploring tomorrow.” Jihyo picked her bag back up as she talked, walking into the hallway. “Nayeon, me and you are on this side of the hallway. Jeongyeon and (Y/N), your bedroom is on the right.”

“Thanks,” you said, glancing at Jeongyeon. Her ears were still slightly red, but she gave you a smile and shrugged.

“Nothing we can do about it, right? At least we got the master.” Leave it to Jeongyeon to always be positive. You smiled back at her and nodded in agreement.

“You’re right. We’ll make this work.”

Dinner sizzled in the kitchen as you unpacked your things, hanging them up in the closet or folding them into the dresser. Behind you, you could hear shuffling, and you turned around to see Jeongyeon dumping extra pillows onto the bed and arranging them down the middle. As if she sensed your gaze, she looked up and gave you a little smile.

“So things don’t get too awkward,” she explained, and you nodded your head, hoping that your feelings of disappointment weren’t written all over your face.

-

That night, you caught yourself watching as Jeongyeon walked back into the room from the shower, hair tied up into a messy bun and face slightly red from the heat of the water. She wore a pair of shorts and an old baggy t-shirt, and you watched as a trail of water ran down her neck and disappeared into the collar as she leaned down to search through her bag for her toothbrush. When she stood back up, her eyes locked with yours, and you quickly looked away, going back to getting ready for your own shower.

“Do you think Nayeon forgot her toothbrush?”

You shrug, careful not to let your eyes wander again as you stand up and send her a smile, stomach twisting into knots. This trip was going to ruin you. “Definitely. Are you done with the shower?”

-

You woke up to the smell of coffee and waffles, and an empty spot in the bed beside you. For a moment, you just laid there, staring up at the stark white ceiling as you listened to what was obviously Nayeon’s playlist coming from the kitchen. The bed still smelled like Jeongyeon, and you breathed in deeply, closing your eyes for a moment only to quickly open them again when the scene from the night before plays in your head.

“Hey (Y/N), do you want any creamer in your coffee?” Nayeon’s voice interrupted your thoughts and you sat up with a sigh, stretching your arms above you. Vacation or not, you needed to get up and get ready.

“Yes please, I’ll be right out!”

Jihyo was plating one of the biggest waffles you’d ever seen when you walked into the kitchen, and she looked up at the sound of your footsteps. “Good morning, (Y/N). We’re eating on the patio, Jeongyeon and Nayeon are already out there. Oh, and Jeongyeon finished your coffee.” She pushed a mug your way, and you took it gingerly, looking down at the liquid inside. It was the exact color that you always had your coffee, and you smiled slightly as you took a sip. It was perfect. “Here, this one’s yours.”

“Thanks, Jihyo. You’re seriously the best.” As you stepped outside, the view again took your breath away, and you stood there staring for a moment before you sat down in your chair beside Jeongyeon.

“I can’t wait to go down to the beach.” Nayeon’s voice was slightly hoarse from sleep, but you could tell she was excited as she stuffed the rest of her waffle into her mouth, making Jeongyeon laugh.

“Don’t choke or you won’t be able to go to the beach at all,” Jeongyeon said as she brought her coffee to her lips. Her hair was pulled back into a slightly messy ponytail and she was still wearing her pajamas, but what really caught your eye was the dark circles under her eyes, or rather, the lack of dark circles. She looked more energized than she had for the last month.

“Did you both sleep well?” You asked as you cut into your waffle, looking between the two.

“I did.” Nayeon spoke through the rest of the waffle in her mouth, making Jeongyeon grimace.

“Girl. Swallow your food before you talk.”

“What, are you trying to take the mom position from Jihyo?”

“I’m not a mom!” Jihyo yelled from inside, making you chuckle under your breath. The mood was good and the air was warm, and the weight from finals had lifted from your shoulders. Mentally, you thanked Jihyo’s uncle as you dug into your waffle and basked in the summer sun.

After finishing her plate, Nayeon jumped to her feet and stretched, looking out towards the ocean. “Come on you guys, let’s hurry so we can get on the beach. I really want to wear my new bathing suit. It’s so cute! You’ll all definitely fall for me.”

“No offense, but I’ve known you for most of your life, including your peak during high school. There’s no way I’m falling for you now.”

“I did not peak in high school! Yoo Jeongyeon, you take that back! We’ll see who peaked when we go down to the beach.” As Jeongyeon laughed, Nayeon turned her eyes to you, making you throw up your hands.

“Nope, no way. I’m not a part of this.”

“You are now. When we get down to the beach, we’ll have (Y/N) and Jihyo rate us based on our outfits. We’ll see if you’re laughing then!” She turned and stormed away, and when you turned to look at Jeongyeon, her cheeks were flushed. She was still smiling, and she shook her head as she picked up her plate, but you could see a bit of nervousness on her features.

“Why is she like this?”

“This is Nayeon we’re talking about here.”

“True. My swimsuit is old, so go easy on me, okay?” She gave you a little wink as she stood up to go inside, and you swallowed, nodding your head. You were so, so screwed.

-

Sometimes you wished you were as confident as Nayeon. She walked out the bedroom with nothing on but her swimsuit and some short-shorts, sunglasses perched up on her head and a grin on her face that obviously meant she was expecting to win. “Cute, right? It’s the latest style.”

“Definitely cute,” Jihyo said, raising her eyebrows. “When did you buy it?”

“As soon as you said we were going to the beach. I knew I needed something new.” She did a little twirl and tossed her hair over her shoulder, and you laughed softly, because she just loved being the center of attention so much it was funny. “Should we get going?”

“Let’s go, attention-seeker.” Jeongyeon stepped out of the bedroom behind her, pulling her hair back as she walked. Her outfit wasn’t anywhere near as flashy as Nayeon’s, but you still found yourself staring. She was wearing a sheer white cover-up that went just past her jean shorts, and you could see she faintest hint of mint green underneath it. She looked great, like she always did, and when she met your eyes, you gave her a little thumbs up. Her cheeks colored slightly but she smiled, sending you one in return as the two of you headed for the door behind Jihyo and Nayeon.

The beach was just as gorgeous as it had been that morning, and as Jihyo laid out the towels she’d brought from the house on the sand, Nayeon kicked off her sandals and danced around, singing the chorus of Oh My Girl’s “A-ing” as she went. Jeongyeon joined in, with Jihyo beginning to hum a moment later, and you grinned as you sat down, shielding your eyes against the sun. For a moment, you thought that maybe they’d forget about the dumb swimsuit contest Nayeon had suggested earlier, but no. After she’d danced and sang the chorus of “A-ing” Nayeon turned to you and pointed.

“It’s time.”

“Nayeon, do we have to?” You asked, and she immediately nodded, shimmying out of her jean shorts.

“Yes! Come on, Jeongyeon, show them your swimsuit.”

Jeongyeon seemed much more embarrassed than Nayeon as she reluctantly pulled her cover-up up over her head and handed it to you for safe-keeping. You’d seen her in this swimsuit before, but it didn’t matter, because it fit her. It was a light mint green with a tied string in the front and thick straps that went over her shoulders. It was nowhere near as flashy as Nayeon’s, but it still looked great.

“I vote for myself,” Jihyo joked, and Nayeon rolled her eyes.

“You won’t win with an Adidas swimsuit, Jihyo.”

“I think it’s cute!”

“Okay for real, (Y/N), whose swimsuit do you like better?” Nayeon turned to you with her arms crossed, and you swallowed, looking between the two girls. Of course you liked Jeongyeon’s better, but you had a feeling that you would hear about it for the rest of the trip if you told Nayeon that. As you looked at Jeongyeon, she gave you a big smile and made an exaggerated pose, and you laughed. You really had to pick her.

“Sorry Nayeon, I like Jeongyeon’s better.”

“Hell yeah! In your face, Nayeon!”

“The judge is biased, I want a rematch!”

“Okay Nayeon, I like yours,” Jihyo said in a playful tone, obviously just trying to make her feel better, but it seemed to work because Nayeon stopped steaming and came over to let the younger girl put sunscreen on her. Jeongyeon also moved over, raising her hand to give you a high-five. You equated her pink face to the heat.

“Thanks (Y/N), I appreciate you.”

“No problem.”

-

That evening, you stood on the patio, watching as the sun set over the ocean with a smoothie made by Nayeon in your hands. It was a little bit too cold and a little bit too sweet, but you were on a beach vacation, so it was just right. You still smelt a bit like salt water from swimming earlier, and you were pretty sure you were never going to get the sand out of your sandals, but it didn’t matter because you felt good.

“(Y/N)?” You turn around to see Jeongyeon at the door, her own smoothie in hand. “Jihyo and Nayeon are setting up Netflix and told me to ask if there’s anything you want to watch.”

“I’m fine with anything,” you said, smiling as she walked out to stand beside you.

“Wow, it’s really pretty out here. It looks like a photograph no matter how many times I see it.”

“I know, I can’t wait to see what the stars look like.” The two of you stood in silence for a moment, watching as the sun-kissed ocean lapped at the shore.

“Hey, did you really like my swimsuit better earlier? Or were you just saying that to get a rile out of Nayeon?”

You turned to look at Jeongyeon, taking her in. She was still looking at the ocean, the outline of her face glowing in the golden hour light. Somehow, she was even more beautiful than the view. “I really liked it better. You looked cute today.” A smile bloomed on her lips.

“Good. I hoped that you did.” You didn’t have the time to decipher what that meant. So you didn’t, instead turning to look back at the living room, where Jihyo and Nayeon were arguing over what to watch.

“Should we go back inside?”

Jeongyeon’s voice was soft as she spoke. “Let’s stay here for a little longer.”

-

The next day at the shops near the beach, Jeongyeon picked up a giant pair of earrings and held them up next to her face, grinning widely.

“Do you think these fit me?”

Nayeon replied with some sarcastic comment as she headed to the register with two dresses in her arms, but you couldn’t help but smile, placing down the necklace you were inspecting to really look at her. The earrings were shaped like sand dollars, and although you would have never picked them up for yourself, they looked good against Jeongyeon’s wavy dark hair.

“I like them on you.”

Her face brightened up and she placed them into her palm. “Then I’ll get them. Are you going to get the necklace?” She pointed at the necklace you’d been looking at, but you shook your head, laughing.

“No way. It’s too expensive and fancy for a college student like me. I just liked the way it looked.”

“Oh, okay.”

After the purchase, she took out the earrings she’d been wearing before and replaced them with the sand dollars, moving her head slightly to make them bounce. “How do I look?”

“You look amazing, let me take a picture,” you said, pulling out your phone and holding it up with a smile, and she quickly tucked her hair behind her ears and posed for the photo.

Later, you’d look at the photo and swear she was glowing.

-

That night, Jeongyeon turned on music in the shower (not Oh My Girl, for once) and you tried not to listen as you finished getting ready to sleep. The pillow wall in the middle of the bed stared at you as you climbed into bed, but you ignored it, settling into the covers. Minutes after the music stopped, the bed dipped and you could hear her shuffling with her things and the blankets as she climbed into bed.

The lights were turned off, and for a moment, there was no sound other than the AC blowing cool air into the room. Then, you felt her shifting on the other side of the pillow wall, and she spoke, close yet muffled by the barrier. Somehow still so far away.

“Good night, (Y/N).”

“Good night, Jeongyeon.”

-

You woke up to find Jeongyeon up first once again, but when you padded out into the kitchen, Jihyo informed you that Jeongyeon and Nayeon had gone out to the store and would be back soon. Something like jealousy nagged at the back of your head, but you shook it away, knowing you were being sleepy and dumb. Jeongyeon and Nayeon had been friends for years. That had nothing to do with your relationship (or lack of one, really) with Jeongyeon.

You were sitting on the back patio with Jihyo, talking and people-watching while eating snow cones, when Jeongyeon and Nayeon got back. Nayeon immediately came out to settle herself into Jihyo’s lap and tell her about the outrageous outfit she’d seen at the market (Jihyo was unphased by Nayeon’s antics it was impressive), but Jeongyeon lingered behind for a while longer. You thought nothing of it as you finished your snow cone, figuring that Nayeon had just left her to put things away as usual.

It wasn’t until she poked her head out the door and asked for you to come inside that you realized something was up. “(Y/N), I need your help with something in our room for a minute.”

You raised your eyebrows as you stood, wondering if something had fallen. “Yeah? What’s up?”

“You’ll see.” Jeongyeon turned around without saying anything else, and you caught Nayeon smiling like she knew something, but you didn’t know what to make of it as you stepped inside, dropping your cup into the sink before hurrying off towards the bedroom.

When you got there, Jeongyeon was sitting on the bed, something square in her hands. “Here. This is for you.” Your heart jumped up into your throat and butterflies began to dance in your stomach as your mind went wild with the possibilities. But you tried to keep it cool just in case, walking slowly over to her.

“Really? From you?”

“Yeah. It’s a present.” Her face was impossible to read as she handed you the box, and your mouth went dry as you looked down at the gift. “Go ahead and open it.”

You did as you were told, slowly lifting the top off the box. As soon as you realized what was inside, your heart skipped a beat, eyes widening and mouth dropping open. “Jeongyeon! This necklace was expensive, you didn’t have to get this for me!” The familiar necklace from the store reflected the light from the window, and your fingers moved on their own to touch the carefully crafted and polished stones.

“I saw that you really liked it at the store,” Jeongyeon said, tucking her hair behind her ears, a sign that she was nervous. “I guess I just wanted you to have it.”

“But it’s so fancy, when am I even going to wear this?” As you spoke, she stood from the bed and gently took the necklace from the box, unclasping the back. On instinct, you leaned forward, letting her put it on for you.

“Well, I got it for you because I fancy you, so it fits to wear it now, right?” Her face reddened immediately, but it took you a moment to process what she said, blinking at her in confusion before it hit you and your face turned red to match hers.

“I-I... W-what? Jeongyeon, did you buy this necklace just to use that pun?” Despite your stuttering and the urge to squeal building up in your chest, you could feel yourself smiling like an idiot. Jeongyeon, too, giggled and covered her face.

“The pun was just too perfect. But I also bought it because you liked it. Was that too corny?”

“No, I liked it.” You reached over to pull her hands away from her face. “I fancy you too, Jeongyeon.”

“Oh. Good. That’s great. Date me then?”

“Gladly.”

“Awesome.” The two of you looked at each other before bursting into giggles at the situation, and Jeongyeon let out a little squeal as she flopped back onto the bed, pulling you so that you ended up right beside her. “Oh my god, that was the most awkward thing I’ve ever done in my life!”

“It was pretty awkward. But it was cute too. I liked it.” You grinned as she turned to look at you, face still flushed.

“I’ve been wanting to tell you that for a while now. Not in those words, but you know. That I like you.”

“Why didn’t you?”

“I don’t know. I was scared. But this trip made me think a lot and realize a lot, so I told Nayeon and she agreed to help me get the necklace to confess to you. It was kind of a mess. But I’m happy I did.” She was glowing again, and you had the sudden urge to kiss her.

“I’m happy you did too. I’m so happy that I want to kiss you.”

Again, she turned pink, but her smile didn’t waver. “Then kiss me, (Y/N).”

Jeongyeon tasted like the strawberries and pancakes from breakfast, and her lips were smooth against yours. As she kissed you, her arms snaked around to pull you closer, fingers caressing the skin under your thin shirt, and you would have kissed her forever if you could. But eventually you had to pull away, and the two of you sat up, still tangled together. The pillow wall caught your eye, and laughed softly.

“Can we do away with the pillow wall now?”

“Oh god, yeah. That was stupid, why did I do that anyway?”

“To not make it awkward, even though it kind of did the opposite of that,” you said, voice teasing as she groaned and buried her head into your shoulder.

“Sorry I’m so awkward. I’d like to cuddle with you from now on, if that’s okay.”

“No more pillow walls?”

“No more pillow walls, I promise.”

“Good, because I’d like to cuddle with you too.”

“Then we have a deal.” Jeongyeon looked back up at you, and the two of you dissolved into more giggles until her lips found yours again. The ocean could be heard outside the open window as Jeongyeon kicked the offending pillows off the bed, and happiness bubbled up in your chest as you pulled her close again. You made a mental note to thank Jihyo for suggesting the road trip as Jeongyeon kissed you breathless, because everything was perfect, just like it always was when you were with her: your girlfriend, the woman of your dreams. And you wouldn’t have it any other way.

[staytheb]

Moving On

Pairing: none Genre: college!au, slice of life, slight fluff, slight angst Word Count: 6,298 Summary: The group of four friends just keep moving on despite what blocks their way to have fun and relax after a long year of school.

Warning: none except for the proof-reading that hasn’t been done since two years ago when it was last shared.

i have no idea where this idea came from or why i even wrote it in the first place, but it came out. lol also this features  BOYFRIEND in here and... i totally miss them. i wish i had written stories with them while they were still active, but oh well. it is what it is. anyways, for now, enjoy as this song was inspired by Marshmello’s Moving On. i think that’s what helped get this story out and about. so yeah, happy reading and kthxbai, Admin Lia~

"You guys are aware that you're throwing your own mini pre-graduation slash pre-summer party on the same night as MX and MBB, right?" Jeongmin stated to his friends who were the ones having the mini party at their little private residency to which they dubbed as Silver One that they used for their own leisure due to Hanbyul and Eunbyul's aunt being the dean of the university. "So?" Nayoung answered as she was scrolling through her phone to make sure everything was in order. "We're not associated with them." "Yeah, she's right, Jeongmin. We don't care." Eunbyul commented with a laugh as she and Hyunseong were rearranging the furniture around the living room to make more room. "Oh, let's move it over there, Hyunseong." "Okay."

"It's supposed to be the hottest party of the year." Jeongmin continued as Minwoo nodded his head. "Yeah. I heard that they're going to have this awesome DJ that's hard to book. A grand pool party, a large jumping castle, and even some idols to perform. It's going to be lit as fuck." "That's nice, Minwoo, but that's just a hassle to maintain and clean." Miseung told him as she just finished filling the two large coolers with ice, soda, and water bottles. "We just wanna have fun with our last days here with only those we wanna hang out with." "Because she's anti-social and hasn't made any new friends beside us since attending Starship University." Donghyun laughed wrapping an arm around Miseung's shoulders. "Isn't that right, Miseung?" "Shut up, Donghyun."

"Anyways, the male twins and Hanbyul have been gone for awhile now. They should have been back already." Eunbyul said as she looked at the time. "I hope she didn't go overboard with them alcoholic drinks like last time." "Haha, knowing Hanbyul, I'm pretty sure she may have." Hyunseong laughed as he spotted the trio from the window. "Oh, they're walking up now." A moment later, Hanbyul entered the house with Youngmin and Kwangmin behind her. Each were carrying two bags in each hand. "Yeah, sorry it took forever." Hanbyul apologized as Youngmin rolled his eyes. "It only took so long because Hanbyul wanted to grab every flavor of beer." "And then being indecisive when it came to the snacks." Kwangmin added as Hanbyul grinned at them. "You both loved it."

Nayoung peered inside the bags that Hanbyul had set on the table. "Ohh, raspberry wine. Fancy." "Yeah, we can mix it with the soda." Hanbyul laughed as Miseung scoffed. "Excuse you. Those are supposed to be mixed with my Kinky and Midori Sour liqueur." "Psh, whatever. We can buy more, Miseung." Hanbyul chuckled as she looked at the liqueur bottles lined up on the table and did the same with hers. "Besides, we really need to get juice, too, since that'll also make them taste good and different." "Oh, yeah true. I forgot about that. I'll make a run to the store once we're done." "Anyways, who else is coming besides the ten of us?" Donghyun asked as he looked around the room. "I'm sure there's more people to invite than the six of us, ladies."

"Oh, um Wenhan from the swim team is coming as well as Yixuan and Yibo from the dance team is also coming. Oh, yeah. I can't forget about them. Seungyoun from the soccer team and Sungjoo who helps me with the Chinese Club are coming as well." Miseung informed them as the males looked at her. "What? That club made me interact with them a lot and so of course I invited them to the party as well." "But, where are the girls?" Jeongmin frowned as Miseung shrugged. "Well, since joining MBB, Xiao, Xuanyi, and Meiqi don't really attend the Chinese Club anymore and so I didn't bother inviting them." "That's rude." Kwangmin commented as Miseung eyed him. "Well, who did you invite?"

"No one since it wasn't my party to invite anyone." Kwangmin answered with a smug look. "Well, anyways, Gunhee from my statistics class says he'll come by." "Wait, isn't he like the best friend of Jooheon from MX?" Hyunseong asked as Nayoung shrugged. "Yeah. So?" "Wouldn't he be going to their party instead of yours?" Nayoung shrugged. "I dunno and I don't care. I'm just saying that he said that he'll come by." "Okay, yeah, whatever." Hanbyul dismissed the topic before moving on to hers. "I invited Yoosu from my communications class as well as Kwangji from my nutrition class. Oh and Minkyun from my math class." "And Yoonho from my psychology class says he'll stop by later after his part-time job at VAV Cafe." Eunbyul added a few seconds later.

"Seriously. Where are the ladies at?" Minwoo grumbled as he slumped further into the couch he was sitting on." "If you want, then invite your female friends over." The female quartet told the male with Miseung adding more. "You should know that we're not that social and get along with guys than girls. All of y'all are proof of that." She laughed with the trio joining in soon after. "Yes, we know that." Youngmin commented as he joined Miseung on the other cooler. "But we don't want to since it's not our party to do so and it is your guys' pre-whatever-it-was party." "Besides, we've been stuck with y'all forever and don't know how to actually talk to other girls that are girls, girls, without thinking of you guys." Hyunseong admitted while scrunching up his face.

"Just talk to them." The female quartet said in unison causing the six males to laughed. "It's not that hard or different. Just don't treat them like how you treat us." Nayoung stated as Hanbyul nodded her head. "Yeah. If you treat them like us, then you're not gonna get anywhere." "Yeah, true. What they said." Eunbyul agreed as she stood up to stretched. "Alright. We still have a few more hours before the party actually starts, I wanna get in some sleep before then." "Ugh, me too." Donghyun said also stretching his limbs. "Even though I didn't do anything." "When do you ever?" Jeongmin countered with a smirk as everyone laughed while Donghyun rolled his eyes in a playful manner. "Yeah, yeah, whatever."

"Anyways, someone set up the playlist for tonight as I get some juice. Any snacks?" Miseung asked while grabbing her car keys. "Yeah, I want peppero. Raspberry, strawberry, yeah like a lot of it." Minwoo answered as Miseung rolled her eyes. "You can come then. Anyone else?" "Nah, just get whatever you want." Nayoung told her as she finished scrolling through her phone. "Just make sure to buy more water, soda, and whatever else we need that we might run out later on." "Gotcha. C'mon, Minwoo." "I'm coming. I just need to find my shoes." "Didn't you leave it upstairs when you snucked through Eunbyul's room this morning?" Jeongmin asked as Minwoo remembered. "Oh yeah." He ran up stairs as everyone else continued to do whatever before the party started.

~~~~~~~

Minwoo and Miseung had just finished purchasing juice, snacks, water, and other things like paper towels, cups, and plates while walking and carrying them out of the store and towards Miseung's car. On the way there, there were a few guys passing out flyers and one of them happened to stopped them. "Hey there." He greeted them as Miseung wondered what kind of guy would wear short ass orange shorts with just a white beater and cap. "MX and MBB are having a party at MX's house. Would love to see you there." The guy flashed them a bright smile while offering a white paper at them. "No thanks." Miseung declined as she moved out of his way and around him with Minwoo slowly following after her. The guy frowned, but he didn't give up and chased after her.

"It's going to be the biggest and loudest party of the year." He tried again as he stepped into her path momentarily stopping her from moving on while Minwoo just kind of lagged behind a bit and off to the side waiting for the whole ordeal to be over with. "Wanna know why?" The male asked as Miseung shook her head indifferently. "No, not really." The male's face fell, but he recovered with an embarrassed laugh. "Well, you must not be aware, but I'm going to be there as I'm the Vice President of MX, Hoseok, but you can call me Wonho." "Not interested." Miseung informed him as she tried to move, but Hoseok blocked her path again. "Um, you must be new to this whole thing and so I'll just leave this-"

Hoseok was about to placed it into one of the bags, but Miseung moved her arms around so that he wouldn't. "I'm sure you'll have plenty of people at your party already." Miseung told him with an uninterested smile. "Besides, there's another party I would rather attend tonight than yours." Miseung side-stepped around Hoseok and continued to move on while signaling for Minwoo to hurry up so that they could head back to Silver One as fast as possible. Hoseok quickly stopped Minwoo and passed him a few of the flyers while telling him about the party to which Minwoo hesitantly took and stuffed them into one of the grocery bags before following after Miseung while Hoseok watched them go with a smirk as he pulled his phone from out of his shorts' pocket. "Hmm, let's see who this person is that's hosting a party tonight."

~~~~~~~

Eunbyul and Hanbyul had went to talk to their aunt, Dean Headmistress Han, about borrowing the school's sound system and what not for their get-together. Their aunt allowed them permission as the twin sisters went to the Music and Sound Department to show the head person that they were going to check a few of the items out as the other pair of twins were already there waiting for them to help. And upon arriving, the female twins were confused on how some of things were already in process to be checked out when the male twins told them about the ordeal. "How are they already checked out, when we have permission to used them tonight?" Hanbyul asked the head person as he tried explained the situation to them.

"Two guys from MX showed me their papers. It had the Dean's seal of approval." The man explained as Eunbyul spoke this time. "Could I see the paper, because we have the seal of approval as well. And the log book." The older man grumbled as he went to fetch the book and the papers. "Do you think it was forge?" Youngmin asked as he and Kwangmin now stood besides the twin sisters. "Probably. We'll see when he brings them to us." The man returned with a piece of paper and the log book. Hanbyul took the log book while Eunbyul took the paper to check. While Hanbyul skimmed names, Eunbyul analyzed her aunt's real signature to the supposed ones by MX. "This is a fake, Mr. Choi." Eunbyul told him as she placed both papers side by side.

"It's not even matching at all. They're both signed by two different people." "What are you talking about? That is the same one as in the past. Maybe yours a fake." He glared at them as Eunbyul matched his stare. "Do you want me to call in Dean Headmistress Han for you to settled this? Because I don't mind having her come all the way over here to tell you how to do your job, sir." The man gulped as he shook his head while pointing behind. "They're still in the room gathering the things. They haven't left yet." "That part is true, Eunbyul." Hanbyul told her sister. "A Lee Jooheon and Lim Changkyun signed in, but they haven't sighed out yet." "Hmm, maybe we can catch them and get this settled." Kwangmin suggested as the four headed inside a moment later.

The quartet spotted several people as they were carrying speakers and other things. "Which one of you are Lim Changkyun and Lee Jooheon?" Two heads turned to look at them as the rest momentarily stopped what they were doing. "I'm Jooheon." "And I'm Changkyun, but better known as I.M." The duo set down what they were carrying while walking over to the two sets of twins. "How can we assist you today?" Changkyun asked. "You can assist us by giving those items you're about to take over to us instead." Hanbyul told them. "Why would we? We need this for our party tonight." Jooheon told them with a look. "And so do we." Eunbyul countered while holding up her permission form. "Dean Headmistress Han confirmed it."

The two glanced at one another a bit worry, but remained cool. "So did we." Jooheon answered. "You can ask Mr. Choi about it since he has our form." "Yeah, that's a fake." Hanbyul stated as the female twins were making sure they were going to get what they came here for while the male twins just stayed behind them and waited until they were needed. "No it's not. We got that approved earlier this month." Changkyun replied as Hanbyul shook her head. "Yeah, I don't think so. We got ours approve about ten minutes ago." "Maybe yours a fake." Jooheon stated as Eunbyul rolled her eyes. "Hmm, should we settled this with a call to the dean then to really know which one's a fake and which one is actually real?"

The duo chuckled while putting up their hands to ease the girls. "How about we don't go there." Changkyun began as he gave them an innocent-like smile. "Um, how about this? You're invited to our MX and MBB bash at the MX house tonight instead of the one you're planning on going to." "Yeah. This MX party is going to be lit as fuck. Y'all gotta go." Jooheon nodded his head. "Y'all will regret it if you don't attend this party." "Nah. Silver One has their own party and we're taking those with us." Hanbyul told the duo as she instructed the male twins to grab the items. "Stop us, and we'll get the dean on your asses and check out what other things MX has been forging and probably among other things."

The MX boys held their tongues while shooting one another worried glances as they let the quartet do their thing as Kwangmin and Youngmin took on the heavier things and the sisters taking on the light items. "Thanks!" Eunbyul mocked saluted them as she was the last to grab something. "Next time, boys, make sure your stamp of approval is actually a stamp of approval." She waved at them before following the others out as Changkyun and Jooheon let out frustrated sighs. "Dude, what are we going to do now?" Changkyun asked Jooheon as Jooheon pulled out his mobile device. "I dunno, man, but I gotta make a call and gotta let the rest of the boys know the sound system was taken and we don't have anything for our sound entertainment tonight."

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"Alright, you guys finish the decorations and setting up in here before checking the backyard as well while I go and make that call about the food." Nayoung informed Donghyun, Hyunseong, and Jeongmin as they let out collective "all rights" while she headed to the kitchen. "Hmm, already got sandwiches." She spied the three wrapped thirty-six inches sub sandwiches on the table along with several bags of chips before scanning the rest of the area and opening the fridge. "Hmm, dessert. Still need to get that going and probably some pizzas and burgers for sure. Everyone loves that. Too late to barbecue anything since no one thought about cooking meat tonight. Probably another time." Nayoung continued to talk to herself before making a call to a few places.

Nayoung continued to talk to the dessert specialist on the other line as she watched her male friends set up the backyard and rearranging some of the tables and chairs into better positions. "Actually a full sheet is too much, could you make it a half a sheet, please? Yes, that would be perfect. Thank you. Mainly white with a bit of chocolate so kind of like a swirl. Yes, thank you. And please add in white icing and could you drizzle it with chocolate sauce and add in some fruits. Maybe strawberries, mainly. Yes, awesome. Oh and as for the writing, you could just put 'finally' with lots of exclamation marks. Wonderful. Nope that's all. Thank you and have a wonderful day." Nayoung hung up as she opened the back door to speak with the boys.

"Yo, I'm going to pick up the food now. Everyone should be back shortly. I doubt anyone will arrive early, so y'all are good." She told them as they gave her the O.K. signs that they had heard her. Making her way to the front door while grabbing her small purse and car keys she opened the door to come face to face with some stranger. "Hi. How may I help you?" "Is this the Silver One house?" The male asked as Nayoung looked at him indifferently. "That depends on who's asking." "Son Hyunwoo, the President of MX from the MX House. But better known as Shownu. And you are?" "Nayoung. What do you want to know about Silver One?" "I came to ask the head house person to cancel their party so that MX and MBB can have theirs." "And why should they cancel it?"

"Because our party is going to be the biggest and loudest party here at Starship University." Hyunwoo began to explained. "And it would be great it Silver One could back off and not ruin it for us." "How is a small party going to ruin the biggest and greatest MX party of the year?" "By taking our entertainment system." "That makes no sense. Weren't you guys supposed to have some hotshot DJ that was going to be your entertainment system?" "Yes, but he'll be running late and so we need the system until he arrives." "I see. Wow, that's kind of dumb." "Do you know if this is the Silver One house or not?" "I do, but I'm not telling you." "Why not?" "Because your reason to cancel a small party is seriously childish." Nayoung told Hyunwoo off as she continued.

"Plus, if MX is so great and will be having the craziest party ever, I doubt anyone is going to care about the music being played if you can just connect your blue-tooth to it and have everyone already getting wasted and playing drinking games." "It's not the same." Hyunwoo answered as he ran a hand through his hair. "Could you at least tell me where this head person of Silver One is?" "No, I can't. I'm busy and need to get going." She pushed the male away so she could close the door and side-stepped around him to head towards her car. "All I'm asking is for something simple. You don't need to make it any more difficult than you already are." Hyunwoo told to Nayoung's retreating back that made her swiftly swirl around to glare at the male.

"Honestly, if you're so worried about it, why not talk to the dean about it?" Her tone then became sarcastic. "I'm sure she'll love to hear you wanting to squash out a small house party that started just four years ago compare to the biggest and baddest MX that has been around for years now." Hyunwoo remained silent as he just looked at her while Nayoung scoffed with a roll of her eyes. "Whatever man. It's of no concern of mine." She unlocked her car, got inside, and drove off as Hyunwoo watched the vehicle grow smaller and smaller. He then glanced at the house before him. "So this is Silver One. Tch." He clicked his tongue at the sight. "No way am I'm talking to the dean about this. We'll deal with this the MX's way." He left to return to the MX house.

~~~~~~~

Both set of twins were hooking up the system outside in the backyard and testing it to see if it worked or not. Miseung and Minwoo were rearranging all the snacks on the table in the living room and filling in the coolers with the bottles of juices and water. The other four were in the kitchen preparing the food as they cut up the sandwiches into smaller portions, separated the pizza slices, made the burgers into smaller sizes, and cut the cake into individual slices so that they didn't have to bother with it later on. Everything was going perfectly well until the group of six that were inside the house heard screams and the sounds of gunfire coming from the backyard and rushed to go see what it was.

But before the group of six could investigate, the group of four from outside had already rushed back into the house for safety blocking their way to see what was really going on outside. No one had time to ask anything when they suddenly heard glass shattering from the windows of the kitchen and witnessed what appeared to be a few sets of firecrackers that began popping. Before they could run off for safety the group also saw several ping pongs falling onto the floor that released some pink, teal, and blue smoke as it begun to fill up the space and blurred their vision. Someone yelled out 'duck' and everyone began to crowd around one another trying to protect the other from whatever was going on right now.

Somehow a few of them got all of them to head upstairs while navigating through the smoke by crawling carefully on the floor after the firecrackers had finished and where they were sure that there was nothing going on and opened up all the windows on the second floor to air out the smoke so that they could breathe. Donghyun, Jeongmin, Miseung, and Nayoung happened to notice a few people wearing bandanas over their faces while running off with the sound system. "Hey! That's not yours!" They yelled out which made the masked figures run off faster and the quartet running off to find the others to chase after them. "Dude, should we just tell your aunt about it?" Hyunseong asked once they got done talking. "She is the dean of the school."

"Ugh. I don't want her to worry about this stupid incident though." Eunbyul stated as they all headed downstairs to see the aftermath of what had just happened. "Ugh, fuck those guys, man. MX are a bunch of petty fools." Hanbyul cussed upon seeing the big mess. "Well, we're eventually going to have to tell her about Silver One though." Minwoo said as he swatted at the remaining smoke in the air. "I think we should call off the party." Kwangmin suggested while looking at his female friends with Youngmin agreeing a second later. "We have to clean up the mess and check to see if the food is still edible." "This is so stupid." Nayoung glared at the room before her. "They rather act like this instead of being mature about it. Ugh, so frustrating."

"Alright, let's just clean up for now guys." Eunbyul ordered with a sigh as she went to get the broom and dustpan. "Yeah, let's clean first and we can talk afterwards." Donghyun nodded his head in agreement as he followed after Eunbyul. "I'm gonna call and message the people that were invited since it was just going to be a small party in the first place." Miseung said as she pulled out her phone and a list of numbers that the female trio had compiled for her earlier if the attendees needed directions to get to Silver One or something. "Alright, the rest of us can go help clean and test taste the food." Jeongmin softly smiled as the group went about to doing what they needed to do.

~~~~~~~

By the time everything was cleaned up and the food tested, the female quartet crashed onto the couches in their living room once the boys had left a few minutes ago since the party was off and they had classes the next day. "This sucks." Hanbyul complained. "I really wanted to drink the night away." "You know that you still can right?" Eunbyul looked at her twin as Hanbyul groaned. "It's not the same because we're not doing anything." "You know what? Fuck it. Let's just do it with just us anyways." Nayoung said as she stood up. "Party or no party, we're still gonna hang out and do our thing. Fcuk MX and their big ass party or whatever." "What about the boys?" Miseung asked as Nayoung frowned remembering. "Oh, right. I forgot about them."

"Oh, well fuck it." Nayoung dismissed. "It's just gonna be us then." "Alright, let's do this!" Hanbyul exclaimed as she ran over to the coolers, pulled out four random alcoholic drinks, uncapped it with a bottle opener, and brought it over to the others. "Cheers." "Only you would do something like this." Eunbyul chuckled as she took one and the others doing the same. "Of course." "Alright, then." Miseung began. "To our final year at S-U and whatever lies before us." "To our final year!" The other three exclaimed as the quartet clinked their bottles against one another down a bit of their beers. "Ahh, wow. This flavor is strong." Nayoung grimaced as she looked at her friends. "Let's eat. I'm starving." "You were the food tester." Eunbyul countered as Nayoung just grinned.

Meanwhile at the MX house, the party was booming thanks to the sound system they managed to retrieve. Everyone was jamming out, drinking whatever someone was mixing in the kitchen, a few people were already topless, and someone was already passed out by one of the guest toilet. It was definitely the biggest, the loudest, and the craziest party to date for the MX fraternity. Unfortunately, it was unexpectedly cut super early when their power went out. All the party-goers looked around at one another trying to adjust to the darkness that suddenly surrounded them in their tipsy state. "It's alright, everyone. We got it under control." Minhyuk yelled as he went to find his fellow frat brothers to assess the situation and figure out what was going on.

The group of seven finally gathered in their meeting room with all of them holding flashlights and pointing it at one another. "Did you forget to pay for the electricity bill again, Hyungwon?" Kihyun asked as he shook his head. "I paid it last week." "Then did someone trip a wire or something?" Kihyun asked looking at the others. "I already checked the breakers. They're fine." Minhyuk stated. "It's pouring rain outside, guys. It's the weather." Changkyun stated as he heard the downpour first and went to go check to make sure that it was the rain. "Yeah, it's definitely the rain." Everyone went to crowd around the window and indeed saw the heavy rain crashing against their house and the campus in complete darkness.

"This is the worst MX party ever." Jooheon let out in a bummed tone before noticing a flicker of light in the distance. "Did you guys see that?" "See what?" Hoseok asked as he didn't see anything. "Over there." Jooheon pointed off in the distance when he saw the same flickering of lights again before it lit up a two-story house. "There. That building over there." "That's the Silver One house." Hyunwoo confirmed. "The one that was also going to have a party tonight, too, until we took their sound system from them, right?" Hoseok let out with wry laugh. "Yeah." "They must have a backup generator." Hyungwon muttered as Minhyuk grinned. "Should we take that, too?" "Not in this rain." Kihyun said as the rain continued to pour.

"Should we check it out anyways?" Changkyun grinned at his friends. "Seems there's still a party going on." "I'm surprised they haven't call in a complaint about the smoke bombs." Kihyun voiced out as Hoseok voiced his. "I'm more surprised that they didn't file a complaint about the black-cat firecrackers." "Didn't you think it was kind of extreme to do that to them though?" Changkyun looked at his friends. "Over a sound system." "It was fun though." Hyunwoo laughed as Minhyuk agreed. "Haha, yeah it was. Hearing all of their screams." "Anyways," Kihyun interrupted them. "So are we going over there or not?" "Do you think that's wise?" Hyungwon asked as Jooheon nodded his head. "Yeah, after we stole the sound system and threw smoke bombs and firecrackers at them." "Who cares? Everyone loves us. Let's go." Minhyuk said as he left first with the others following after him.

~~~~~~~

"I'm so glad we went with that backup generator." Eunbyul let out a relieved breath as the quartet settled back onto the sofa. "Because of me." Miseung grinned as the others rolled their eyes. "Yeah, yeah, you're so smart." Nayoung teased her cousin as she turned the TV back on. "Oh, hey, let me play this song." Miseung said as Nayoung handed the control over to her. "It better not be a kid song, Miseung." Hanbyul said with a dry look. "We're supposed to party. Not fall asleep." "It's not. I play this for my niece and she likes it even though it just came out ten days ago." Miseung found Marshmello's Moving On and clicked on it. "Oh this one." Nayoung let out upon recognizing the title. "Yeah, your niece really likes it." "She's your niece, too." "You first." "Whatever."

The quartet bopped their heads to it as Miseung continued to play more songs from Marshmello and several minutes later ended at her favorite one, Alone. "Oh my god, this one goes super hard near the end." And soon enough the girls were jamming out to it with their own sound system going just as hard. Because of that, the quartet didn't hear the knocks on their door leaving the group of boys outside to stand in the pouring rain. Changkyun had moved over to where the broken window was and peered inside despite the makeshift covering they had for it. He bopped his head to the song as he watched the four inside dancing like no one was watching with a bottle of beer in their grasps.

Changkyun made eye contact with Hanbyul and he ducked down upon being noticed. "Shit. One of them saw me." "Who?" Minhyuk asked as Changkyun just pointed. "I don't know, but they did." "Dude, we're here for a reason." Kihyun said with a shake of his head and a roll of his eyes. Soon enough the door was opened with the girls looking at the boys. "What do you guys want?" Nayoung asked spotting the president as no one said anything. "Did you come to steal our generator, too?" Miseung sarcastically asked them as Jooheon looked at her with surprised. "How did you know?" The others slapped him as Miseung rolled her eyes. "I didn't." "What do you guys want?" Eunbyul repeated the question they didn't answer.

"Because there has to be a reason y'all are over here instead of at your biggest, loudest, and craziest MX party at the MX house." Hanbyul added with a smug look. "Especially when the main people are standing right before us." "Well, you see, uh..." Hyunwoo trailed off as he had no idea what to say. "Could you let us in first? It's wet and cold out here." Hyungwon asked as the girls looked at one another and moved out of the way to let them inside with an indifferent look. The males happily entered as they were thrilled to be out of the rain and somewhere dry. They scanned the area with curious glances as the females took their seats back on the couch and paid attention to watching a movie now instead of listening to music.

"When it stops raining you guys can go back." Nayoung told them as Miseung added more with an indifferent tone. "Actually, y'all can just leave now since none of you told us why you're here." "We were curious as to why you're the only one with electricity." Hoseok admitted. "And now we know." "Okay, cool. You can leave now." Miseung replied as Hoseok frowned at her attitude. "Why are you being so rude?" "Because I can after that fiasco you guys caused upon us earlier. Damn MX." Miseung tsked as Hyunwoo finally stepped forward to stop the duo's bickering. "Look, we're sorry about the things that we have done to you today." He apologized with the other six nodding their heads in silent agreement. "And we just want to call truce."

The quartet looked at one another in disbelief while casting their eyes upon the group of seven. "MX wants to call truce?" Eunbyul asked with a disbelief tone. "Why?" Hanbyul asked with a suspicious look. "MX never asks for a truce nor do they apologize. I don't believe you. So, what's the catch?" "There's no catch." Hyunwoo stated with a serious tone with the other six nodding their heads eagerly. Miseung shook her head and got up. "Truce or not, I'm not going to bother." She stated as she made her way towards the stairs while giving a dirty look at Hoseok. "Especially not with someone that still passes out flyers to you when you don't want it." Hoseok suddenly grabbed Miseung's arm offended by her words preventing her from leaving the room. "What is wrong with you?"

"I don't like you." Miseung answered him with a glare as she tried to twist her arm out of his hold. "Now would you please let go?" "No." "What the fcuk?" And the two began a tug-of-war of sort with Miseung's arm while the rest watched as they weren't sure how to go about it. It led to the duo stumbling towards the tables and crashing into it. A while ago, before the boys had shown up, the girls had moved all of the actual food with the rest of the snacks in the living room. And Miseung ended up smashing a slice of cake in Hoseok's face out of annoyance and frustration. "I swear, you're so hella annoying." Hoseok wiped the mess off of his face with his free hand and smeared the rest of it onto Miseung's face a second later. "And you, are hella stubborn."

Miseung pushed Hoseok out of annoyance, but the male barely budged who just laughed in response as the two continued to just sit on the floor. "Well," Kihyun cleared his throat as he looked around at everyone, "We all definitely got off on the wrong foot, so why don't we all just start over. Shall we?" The other female trio had looked at one another and nodded their heads as they looked over at Miseung who just shook her head with a smile. Her friends gave her another hard look and she let out a reluctant sigh. "Fine, I guess." Hanbyul clapped her hands together with a large smile. "Now, that we're all cool with each other." She cast a glance in Miseung's direction with a smirk. "Somewhat." Before looking at everyone else. "Let's party."

Everyone practically cheered upon returning to partying as Miseung stood up while dusting herself off with an annoyed look on her face. "Ugh, I would rather shower and then curl up in my bed instead." She muttered to herself as Hoseok smirked also doing the same thing. "Want company for both?" Miseung gazed at him startled as she rolled her eyes. "No thanks." "Hey, it was worth a try." "Well, you can try again when I'm in a much better mood." "Really?" "No." She deadpanned before she felt her lips twitched as she looked away from him. "Maybe." And she ran off and up the stairs feeling slightly embarrassed about what she had just said and possibly implied leaving Hoseok to stare after her with a silly grin.

Meanwhile Eunbyul and Hanbyul began a dance battle against Jooheon and Changkyun with Hyungwon being in changed of the music. Minhyuk and Kihyun had wandered off to the food table and cleaned it up with Hoseok's help and started passing out beverages and snacks to the others. Hyunwoo had pulled Nayoung off to the side to talk with her privately. "Yeah?" Nayoung asked when the two were far enough away from the others to converse quietly. "I just wanted to apologize." Hyunwoo told her as she looked at him weirdly. "I thought you already did?" "I meant personally. I'm the president of MX and if it wasn't for me, then none of this would have happened." "Hmm, true, but then we all wouldn't have met and talked, right?"

Hyunwoo regarded her a bit with a soft smile. "True, but wouldn't we have crossed paths eventually?" "Um, I don't think so." Nayoung grinned at him. "We've been here for four years and neither of us has ever interacted with a MX member until now." "Really? Everyone knows us." "I know, but that doesn't mean everyone wants to be around you." Nayoung then shrugged. "Well, I guess us four never really bothered about fraternities and sororities." Hyunwoo then sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck as he avoided eye contact with her. "Um, well, now that we're here and all, maybe that could change?" Nayoung looked at him with a soft smile. "It could. How would you like to go about that?" "Are you free tomorrow night?" "Yeah." "Then it's a date." "It's a date."

[kaisooficrec]

ITS FINNALY OPEN! I spent so long trying to make sure it's the right time since I'm PST, so I mjust gonna get to the point, are there any new schoolau?

hooray congrats for catching the ask open! I’ll do university/college au because the last req happened almost two years ago c:

priceless - hurt comfort, fluff, their friends make fun of jongin’s college major and kyungsoo is not okay with it! written by admin y and we LAVA IT

Unplanned - soo finds crying nini in a dorm hallway and kinda invited him to netflix and chill fkgk

Play it Right to Win - so this is “deliquent”soo and confused jongin, like, soo is kinda feisty here and jongin is such a puppy haha

Just My Luck - small drabble, het!kaisoo, jongin was having a bad day but just happens to meet this cute guy so it wasn’t that bad after all c:

RedBull gives you wings and the ability to not sleep for 8 days - Jongin is an idol that’s been running on 3 hours of sleep for the last 2 days. Kyungsoo on the other hand, hasn’t slept in 8 days. 

Seasons - age gap, jongin hangs out with his friends at the local bar near their campus. there, jongin falls in love at first sight with a cute guy who is 6 years older ;) (though soo is a teacher but not jongin’s). so fluffy!!!

Come December (I Will Be Here) - good ol’ classic but hasn’t been recced yet TT they’re roommates and jongin gets so busy this semester so he’s unable to go home and spend the holidays with his family. kyungsoo decides to stay with him and celebrate christmas with jongin. by legendary coppertears :’)

This could be us - uni setting, they are introduced through their mutual friends. their relationship goes up and down a bit in this

Jongin’s Discount Go Go Juice - uber hilarious and cute! it’s basically “My favorite college experience is when I had a 7am class and the kid next to me literally poured a monster energy drink into his coffee said “I’m going to die” and drank the whole thing “ 

beep-beep - receiving a wrong number is one thing, but befriending the stranger it belongs to is something entirely unexpected for a mostly reserved college student. It’s a confusing (and fun) time for shy Kim Jongin, who may have left his heart on the other end of the line.nerds kaisoo w a lot of pokemon ref!!

Hey Baby, Wanna Go Corps-a-corps? - fencing au also, jongin is just thirsty for that cute fencer ;)

I’ll know the way back (if you know the way) -Kyungsoo is a very unhappy computer graphics major. His life changes when he stumbles across Jongin who is a starving artist living on the streets of downtown Seoul. 

Somebody waits for you - mermaid!soo ;)UCLA’s local mermaid is getting ready for his first Christmas at the Park-Kim residence. 

Love Is Blind - demigod au, jongin has the power to make people do anything for him due to his divine beauty - his ability seems to be limitless until he meets a blind college student/librarian kyungsoo. kim-jignog ily :’)

How We Love - this never fails to make me feel warm and coo at their luv!! kd are boyfriends living together in a dorm and like every college students they struggle to balance their schedules and time spending together

Chocolates and Apple Cinnamon - wolf au, so yeah basically jongin is enticed with an incredible chocolate/cinnamon smell by his favourite alpha kyungsoo but is too shy to admit it!!!

make him whistle like a missile bomb - so jongin is very into the panty line visible on ksoo’s butt (smut, lingerie)

Susceptible to You - chaptered complete. age switch, abusive relationship (not kadi’s). soo makes makes a bet with his friends that he’ll be able to seduce and sleep with his professor kim jongin but everything changes when he gets to know jongin more. this is gnarly truly truly awesome 

Uberdone With Park Chanyeol - ksoo is an eng lit major who’s done with everything and jongin really likes him but keeps cracking horrile puns hehe

kaisoommer:

A Ride (Starting From Bathroom) - funny and fluffy and kyungsoo is really witty with his funny comebacks and remarks ;)

coffee and blueberry muffins - jongin has been crushing on the new college professor that comes to his coffee shop every morning. the last thing he expects is him to ask him out.

Jjeut Jjeut (Tsk, Tsk) - they’re both nerds and it’s just kgkfkfk i always love xingnini’s stories, they’re my kind of funny c:

First Meetings - so jongin is determined to run into cute guys in his sophomore year but he keeps embarrassing himself infront of the one and same boi :p

Demons On My Sleeve - supernatural au kinda, jongin has an ability to see other ppl’s most traumatic memories by touching them until one day he bumps into soo who he recognizes as his childhood friend

T-Boned My Heart -Jongin can’t wait to start his college experience. Especially when he meets his new roommate. (frottage)

It’s not a wrong thing (so let’s fall in love) - jongin is just in denial that he likes kyungsoo and thinks he’s straight (homophobia, bullying)

Baby, Come Dance With Me - they meet in a club and kyungsoo didn’t expect to meet again the boy with killer moves in the same class

A Whole Lot To Love - super fluffy kaisoo falling in love and getting closer to each other c:

Et Lire Entre Les Lignes - shy awkward nini just accidentally sends his fanfic to his tutor/crush, popular handsome gentleman ksoo (AMAZING AMAZING AM-)

twice in a lifetime - soo dates kai and was in an unhealthy relationship that ended up not very well but many years later he meets jongin who looks exactly like his ex but with a completely different personality and soo can’t help but fall for him again

I also recommend you school category in kaisooaufest and EXO University 1 + EXO University 2 fest!! :) happy reading~ 

- Admin J

[barnhead]

I mean this, these kids doing MarchForOurLives are incredible young people, and amazingly brave.

When I was their age, I did a protest at school over the school lunches. They were frankly inedible, especially the milk. One of our friend group (Darius I think?) every single day was handed spoiled milk. Every single day. We all often resorted to using the school’s venting machine that held a brand of bottled chocolate milk, juice and bottled waters mostly. And it cost the school lunch program MAJOR MONEY. And instead of improving the lunch quality, they announced they were going to remove the vending machine. It was incredibly unpopular, and while most just grumbled about it, I organized a school protest. It mostly focused on the milk, because the venting machine was mostly drinks, but the point stood for the whole lunches, they were disgusting.

The adminnastration did not at all like that my friends and I were organizing a protest. I had about 10-15 students all together doing this. And with a graduating class of about 60 (I went to a charter high school), that was a significant percentage. I was the leader and most vocal about it, I often also talked about how shitty it was that we had to PAY for the gross bullshit they fed us. So there was definitely eyes on us by admins.

The day of the protest, they put out a rare treat; strawberry milk. I loved strawberry milk. My friends knew this. Administration knew this. And I broke down, and bought the damn milk instead of refusing to take milk in protest. Everyone else followed through, but I had broken down and got the pink bullshit. Thankfully, it worked in our favor.

Just as the Principal walked up with a smug look on her face and asked how the lunch was going (knowing full well about the protest), I took a swig of the shame drink without looking into the carton. It was chunky, like full on curdles. You’d think on the day they’re looking to show it to the students they’d have made sure the milk was okay, but it wasn’t. I ran past her without answering and nearly threw up in the nearest trash can. She looked into my carton and the color drained from her face. She asked if I wanted a different milk carton and that she’d buy it. After I finished heaving, I looked her in the face and told her “Hell no,” and walked over to the vending machine and bought a bottle of Hawaiian Punch.

My little brother recently graduated from that high school. They now get food from the college they share a campus with, a college I attended and whose cafeteria food is pretty decent. The vending machine still sits exactly where it was when I attended. I hear they changed milk brands too.

Now, this was just Baby’s First Protest over here. No ones lives were at stake, and most of society would say that children have the right to say “I should have milk that is actually drinkable”. I wasn’t at risk for violence, the worst thing relating to it that I had experienced was the strawberry milk incident the day of protest. I didn’t go to the media. I didn’t have the support of my parents, there were no eyes on us.

These kids are leaving the (debatable) comfort of their school’s walls, going out into the public eye and standing against some of the most violent people in our modern world, threatening the tools that people so often use to kill them, tools that people they know and love have had used to kill them. Tools that people would rather protect over their lives.

But they’re doing it anyway.

They’re going out there, they’re speaking up. They’re walking out of their school and saying “no, this isn’t right and I don’t care how mad you get at me, this will be the LAST TIME.”

Im so proud of these kids, these soon to be adults who are using their unique situation to amplify their voices and the echoes of the voices of their fallen friends and family. They refuse to be silenced, like I did. Only instead of facing the faculty of a vindictive charter school, they’re standing up to Mass Media, the NRA, Gunowners accross America. They’re facing an adversary a million times more powerful. They won’t stop until their voices are heard. And I’m going to be standing alongside them in every way I can.

I know and pray that their efforts are at minimum as successful as mine were. They’re facing the giant here, and we need to back them up.

[imagine-that-haikyuu]

Tooru's sister sneaking Kageyama to her room to hang out and watch movies. She is secretly dating behind Oikawa back. She thought that Okawa will not come home, because he is hanging out with his college friends. Oikawa is in college while his sister is a third year and kage is a second year.

so this didn’t quite turn out the way i imagined it in my head. legit didn’t mean for kageyama to not have many lines lol, i hope you can forgive me (but he loves his gf to bits he’s just a shy blueberry)

i hope y’all like it!

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- admin may

“Come on, come on,” youwhispered, waving Kageyama inside your room and gently closing the door. Onlyyour mother was at the house with you and even she didn’t know that you weregoing to invite your boyfriend over. She knew you had one, but she didn’t knowit was Kageyama. You’d been trying to keep any meetings at your house at aminimum, for fear that your mom might find out and gossip about it to yourbrother. He was a little insufferable when it came to Tobio, and you didn’twant to subject your boyfriend to any of his teasing remarks.

Kageyama was seated in front ofthe low study table in your room, already laden with two glasses of milk and aplatter of cookies. He delicately munched on an oatmeal cookie as you set upthe TV. It was the main reason you invited him over today: Kageyama said therewas a volleyball match being shown live on TV, but he didn’t have one in hisroom, and his parents always watched their afternoon drama at this time. Youknew your brother was going to be out with his friends today—at a mixer, hesaid the other night—so you took the opportunity and invited your boyfriendover.

“What channel did you say it wason?” you said, flipping the channels. Before Kageyama got to answer, youstopped a channel that was doing coverage of the Orange Court in Tokyo. Youfelt Kageyama sit up beside you and reach for another cookie. You smiled andtook a sip of milk.

Throughout the 3-set match youwatched your boyfriend’s reactions to the different plays and occasionallymumbling, “We could use that” or “Man, that’s so dang cool” under his breath.Honestly, watching Kageyama was more fun than watching the actual game (but ofcourse you wouldn’t tell him that or his face would become an explosion ofred).

The rally for the next point wasrunning long and the two of you were eagerly trying to follow the ball on thesmall screen. The middle blocker on the blue team’s side one-touched the balland flew over the heads of the other players, past the back line. It lookedlike the red team was going to get the point if the blue team’s libero wasn’tas fast as he was—he ran to the ball and his leg shot out, kicking the ball andsending it flying to the net. The ball hit the top of the net and rolled along,finally dropping to the red team’s side. There was a player waiting as close aspossible when the ball fell and saved it. The rally continued.

You and Kageyama sat back on thebed, breathless from cheering on the blue team and screaming at all of thetimes they almost lost the points. You reached for your glass and found it wasempty. You turned to your boyfriend. “I’m getting some more to drink. You wanta different one? Or more milk.”

Kageyama stopped and pursed hislips in that cute way you loved. “More milk, please.” A slight blush tinted hischeeks—or maybe that was from all the screaming.

God, he was so cute. You leanedin and kissed his cheek. “Be right back.” You quickly grabbed the two emptyglasses and carefully tiptoed downstairs to the kitchen. Setting your emptyglass in the sink and Kageyama’s on the counter, you spotted a note.

Out for groceries. Be back before around 5. Ask your boyfriend if hewants to stay for dinner, okay? –Mom

You smiled at the note andfigured it wouldn’t hurt. Your brother wouldn’t be back for a while afterdinner, and you knew your mom had wanted to meet him for a while now. Turningto the fridge, you topped of Kageyama’s glass and filled yours with water—thoseoatmeal cookies were seriously chewy.

As you put the carton away, youheard the clicking of the front door and froze.

“Mom?” Oikawa’s voice called.“Y/N? Are you guys here?” You saw him pass the kitchen and backtracked. “Y/N!My amazingly cute little sister!” He bounded to you at the kitchen counter andcaptured you in a hug. He smelled like grilled meat and fruit juice.

“Uh, hey, onii-chan,” you said,and returned his embrace. “I thought you weren’t gonna be home until later?”

Oikawa let you go and carded hisfingers through his effortlessly coiffed locks. “Ah, it was a bust. Most of thegirls didn’t show, so it was either let everyone go home or let the guys flirtwith each other.” He took your glass and drank a long swig. “Where’s mom?”Without waiting for your answer he looked around and slid to the other side ofthe counter to read the note she left.

“Oh, uh, onii-chan, um—,”

“Boyfriend?” Oikawa looked up atyou questioningly. “You have a boyfriend?”

“Um. Yeah,” was your brokenreply. “It’s no big deal, though, he’s—,”

“Where is he?”

“Um—,”

“Is he here? He’s here, isn’t he?Is he in your room?” Without a word he dashed out of the kitchen and ran up toyour room.

“Onii-chan!” you yelled, chasingafter him. You’d been so out of shape lately that when you arrived—panting—atyour room you brother was already yelling at Kageyama.

“Tobio-chan?!” He turned to you,incredulous. “Y/N, you’re dating Tobio-chan? My Tobio-chan? Seriously???”

“Good afternoon, Oikawa-san,”Kageyama said, always respectful to his idols and elders, even if said idol wasmaking all sorts of jabs at him.

You sighed, knowing this wouldhappen if your brother ever got an inkling of who your boyfriend was. “Yes,onii-chan, I’m dating Tobio. Have been for a while now.” You smiled at yourboyfriend and walked over to him. You linked your fingers together and watchedas the heat rose to his face. “It’s not a big deal.”

“But you’re older than him!”Oikawa sputtered.

“Mom’s older than dad!” youdefended. “By four years!”

“But—but! Tobio-chan?”

You sighed again. “You have toget over this thing you have, onii-chan. And please don’t do that at dinner.Mom’s gonna make you weed the garden again if you do.” You pulled Kageyama tothe ground and made yourself comfortable as you watched the remainder of thegame. “Do you want to watch the match? Oh, but it’s almost finished.”

Oikawa shook himself out of his shock“Uh, no, it’s fine. Reruns are a thing, so.” He fidgeted at the door a moment.“I’ll just, uh. Coursework. Yup, I’ll just.” He stood frozen a moment beforegetting out and rushing to his room, leaving the door open.

As you two watched your weirdbrother go, Kageyama said, “Dinner?”

“Yeah,” you replied, resting yourhead on his shoulder, eyes on the game once more. “Mom invited you. Can youcome? She’s dying to meet you. And Dad, too.”

Kageyama had this habit ofwatching you and smiling lovingly and smitten at just about everything you did.He supposed it was because he liked you so much, and that he didn’t think you’dlike him for the awkward teenager he was. But when you looked at him directlyhe got too flustered to say more than a few words at a time. You didn’t mindthough, and could always tell what he meant; Kageyama was always grateful forthat. He knew that she’d respect whatever he said about anything, from themundane stuff to things like meeting the family after almost half a yeartogether.

“I’ll go later,” he said finally,wrapping an arm around your shoulders as the coverage on the game wrapped upand one of those cheesy variety shows started up. Kageyama’s face flushed asyou scooted closer to him.

“Hello?” Oikawa said, pacing acircle on his bedroom floor. “Iwa-chan? Oh my god, you have no idea who Y/N isdating—,”

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Confessions (Jimin x Reader)

Admin: Candi Request: “One night stand with bad boy jimin (smokes drinks etc) and you to fall in love after 😉😉 – anon” Fandom: BTS Member/reader: Jimin x Reader Genre/warning(s): smut, drug use (weed), stripping, fluff Words: 3.3k Authors note: This was so enjoyable to write for some reason idk. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

           “Strip for me.” Jimin said as he sat in the chair intently watching you while smoking a blunt. You slowly took off your clothes while swaying your hips to the music Jimin put on. One night stands weren’t your thing but Jimin persuaded you into going back to his house tonight and you knew you were going to end up in his bed. He was the local bad boy, he could have any girl he wanted and you were his choice for tonight. You knew it was stupid of you but you couldn’t resist him. He looked so good in college today, black ripped jeans, military boots, white t-shirt with rips on it and a leather jacket. His smile always got you, the way he carried himself, he was the walking definition of sex appeal so, why not have some fun and sleep with the bad boy of the college?

           You were putting on a show for him, there was no awkwardness and you didn’t feel uncomfortable, you went hard. His room was lit up with red lights, setting the perfect atmosphere for you. He sat on a black chair in the middle of his room, his legs spread, one leg stretched out while the other rested on the leg of the chair, his arm hanging down the back of the chair while the other held his blunt. You were completely naked aside from still having panties on. You walk over to him while you squeeze your breasts, his eyes scanning your whole body. You sit on his lap and rest your hands on his shoulders, your lips lingering over his neck, your hips rolling to the sound of the music. You took the blunt from his hand and smoked it yourself, you were astonished at your reckless behavior but it felt right.

           Jimin was extremely good at controlling himself, he didn’t touch you while you were giving him a lap dance, he didn’t even get hard. It worried you but you remembered he probably has sex with twenty different people in one week so you realized he can easily contain himself. You finally got the courage to kiss him, your hands slipped under his t-shirt, feeling his defined abs. The contact made him sit up and put his hands on you, his hands wrapping around your waist bringing you closer to him. His hands were all over you and you enjoyed every second of it.

           You stood up and pulled him by his collar, standing him up and you quickly pushed him to the bed and got on his lap. He moved the material of the panties off to the side so he could feel you. His touch sending goosebumps all over your body. Your lips pressed together, his tongue swiftly making its way into your mouth. He threw his jacket on the floor next to his bed and his t-shirt followed. He lied down and you wasted no time in kissing his chest. Your tongue moved from his chest to his abs, your mouth watering and leaving a trail of wetness from his chest to his abs.

           Once you were at his jeans you undid his belt and put it next to him, your mouth so eager to put his length in your mouth that you felt yourself salivate. After you were finally able to take his jean off all that was left was the boxers. You teased him through the fabric and that’s when he finally started to lose control, his dick grew bigger in your hand and Jimins breath got much more intense, it eventually started sounding like moans and growls. While rubbing his growing dick you stuck your tongue out and licked all the way up his length through the fabric, that was Jimins breaking point, he quickly pulled down his boxers and tangled his fingers into your hair. You wrapped your fingers around his member and began to pump. Eventually, you put your wet tongue on his tip and sucked him. The sensation made Jimin moan and you felt so good about yourself.

           You finally put his whole dick in your mouth and his fist tightened in your hair. Your mouth over his dick while your hand was on his balls, lightly massaging them. You took your time with him, your core was burning and your panties were soaking but you wanted to enjoy him for as long as possible, you knew this was a one night stand and nothing else would happen. The moves were light and slow, making him way more sensitive.

           “Let’s see if I look as good between your legs because you look hella good between mine.” Jimins voice was raspy, the sound of the sentence stirred up a storm in your stomach, your core was burning and the thought of his lips coming in contact with your slit made you feel lightheaded. Jimin got up and flipped you onto your back, his tongue entered your mouth once again. As he was kissing you his hand squeezed your breasts and then made its way to your panties. His middle finger pressed into you, he moved it from your entrance to your clit, getting your juices to spread all over your folds. He followed your steps and lowered his kisses from your mouth to your chest then your stomach until he was finally facing your pussy.

           Ultimately, he ripped your panties off and pressed his mouth into you, he didn’t ease you into it, he was hungry for you and all he wanted to do was taste you. He sucked your clit and ate you out, no one ever ate you out so well. His tongue made perfect circles around your folds, he added two fingers to the mix and pumped them inside you, pressing into your gspot. The combination of his wet tongue on your clit and the two fingers pumping inside you made you climax very fast, you were surprised that you didn’t last but it felt so good and the sight of him between your legs sent you over the edge as well.

           “Already done babygirl? Better recover fast because we’re not done yet.” His eyes met yours and you got excited over his remark. He reached over to his drawer and pulled out a condom, he slipped it on so fast you didn’t even notice. Before he enters you, he looks at you for reassurance, you bite your lip and give him a nod. He spreads your legs and rubs himself all over you to cover the condom in your juices for an easier entry. It finally happens, his dick is finally entering you, you wanted it so bad for so long. He was gentle, making sure you were adjusting well to him but it seemed like he was the one having a problem adjusting to you.

           “You’re so fucking tight, oh my god, this feels so good.” He said and he wasn’t even fully in you, probably one third of the way. His moans got extremely loud and his eyes were shut tightly. This felt amazing, the bad boy wasn’t able to handle how good you felt, it definitely boosted your ego. Once he was finally all the way inside you he started moving in and out.

           “I’m not going to last long with you.” His breath heavy on your neck. You smirk to yourself and cross your ankles on his back. His dick felt so good inside you, his size was perfect and every stroke felt delectable. You licked his neck and nibbled on his ear, you could see the sweat starting to form on his body, with every push his abs became more defined. His muscly arms were starting to shake, he was growing even more inside you. The pleasure from the strokes was becoming more powerful, his forehead was on yours and his breath was warm on your mouth. He went faster and as he did his moans became more frequent, you whined his name and held him closer, it was physically impossible for two people to be closer than you and Jimin at the moment. Both of your bodies started to tense up, every push felt more intense and you both finally released. Jimin practically screamed and his name involuntarily left your mouth.

           He collapsed next to you and threw the condom into the bin next to the bed. You were both out of breath so you let yourselves rest. Once you regained your breath you started to dress and pack up.

           “Where are you going?” Jimin asks, sounding quite confused.

           “Oh, I was going to get a cab home. You’re probably busy with something I don’t want to bother you.” You felt quite awkward for some reason, you didn’t want to interrupt him with his busy life and you didn’t feel like staying longer, the cuddles after sex wasn’t how you’d want this night to end, it felt forced and he probably didn’t want you to stay anyway.

           “It’s 1am, what am I going to be busy with?”

           “I don’t know, it’s you! You’re busy all the time.”

           “You might think that but it’s not entirely true.”

           “Oh?”

           “Please stay, I want you to stay.”

           The butterflies in your stomach made you nauseous. You decided to stay anyway, 1am wasn’t exactly the safest time to go out and look for a cab. You sat on his bed and he got up and gave you one of his t-shirts to sleep in, it was nice and baggy and made you feel safe, it smelled like him too.

           “I know everyone has their own opinion about me and what I do but they’re all wrong.” Jimin began to explain. Your attention was fully on him, it felt like he was opening up to you and you didn’t understand why, what made you so special?

           “My exterior looks way different than who I really am. I mean, yeah, I do smoke, I drink but who doesn’t? I dress a certain way but everyone has their own sense of style, right?”

           “Jimin I’m sorry if this comes across as rude but why are you telling me this? I do want to hear what you have to say but I’m not really sure if this is something you say to everyone or?”

           “You might be under the impression I sleep with a lot of people but I don’t. Girls are always interested in me but I’m not interested in them. Everyone thinks I’m a badass who just disrespects everything around him, I know that that’s my reputation. Sure, when I go out I tend to get crazy but I have a lot of respect for a lot of people.”

           “Then why are you interested in me?” You ignore everything else he said and focus solely on that part, once you heard him say he isn’t interested in the girls that fall to his feet you wondered why the interest in you.

           “You don’t act like they do, you always treat me like a human. I know we’re not extremely close but whenever you see me you just say hi, you don’t giggle and turn to your friends to say how I made eye contact with you. You help me if I need it in class and you don’t try to seduce me.”      

           “Well I mean, we did just have sex.”

           “True but it was me who asked you, I’m the one interested.”

           “I am too though.”

           “Yeah but if I never initiated it, you never would have tried to persuade me and that’s what I like about you. You’re just different.”      

           “I just don’t see why people would treat you that way. You’re cool and all and you carry yourself a certain way but everyone can be cool if you get to know them. As humans we judge though, it’s in our nature to judge the exterior because we’re lazy, it’s too much work these days getting to know the real person.”        

           You continued to rant about how disgusting it is that people don’t try to get to know Jimin and just assume how he is. You were both on his bed, you were lying down while he was sitting up, his hand brushed off you from time to time and you knew it was on purpose. After a while of innocent touches he put his hand on your thigh as you were talking and delicately rubbed it. You felt such a strong connection with him you felt yourself fall for him. You weren’t friends, you were just acquaintances, you helped him in college and you’d see each other on nights out and make small talk but right now, it felt like you were more than that, he opened up to you completely about how he felt and how people treated him.

           The next day you both woke up quite late but still made it into college. You both got out of his car and all eyes were on you. Jimin never showed up to college with a girl. As you walked down the corridor everyone was whispering, you felt so vulnerable. His hand was over your shoulder and you looked like a couple which didn’t feel right. He was extremely popular and you were just an average student.

           When you got to class he sat next to you, every student was talking about you and some even dared to sneak pictures of how close Jimin was to you. It was definitely being sent around to people. You never had this much attention from one person, nevermind the whole college. You started wondering if Jimin wants more than just sex, he never was this close to you and he was showing you off to all of his friends, it made you feel good though, you felt like you were important to him. Once your class was dismissed you decided to meet up with your friends but Jimin followed you.

           “Can I just meet up with my friend alone? I’m really liking your company but I need to tell her what happened and I’d feel quite awkward saying that you were ramming your cock inside me, in front of her while you’re next to me.” You smiled and him innocently and his mouth parted at what you just said, he got shy and nodded his head. You knew what you just said was quite out of character but it was the only way to actually get him to agree to let you have some time to yourself.

           You hurried to the canteen, basically ran, and your friend stood up and ran towards you the second she saw you enter the canteen.        

           “Y/N what the fuck happened?”

           “What do you mean?”            “Are you and Jimin together? Everyone is talking about it!!!” She was practically screaming at you. You both walked to the seat as every eye in the canteen followed you.

           “Okay this isn’t going to work, we need a more private place.” You said to her and you quickly left. Thankfully she had a car so you ended up evacuating to it.

           “Tell me everything Y/N this is huge! I didn’t even think you were that interested in him.”

           “That’s the thing! I wasn’t but I always appreciated his looks.” You began to explain how you were out and met up with Jimin and things just escalated. You told her every detail and each minute her eyes widened. She was shocked at what she heard, from the stripping to the ex to the confessions after. After a while, you were finally done telling her every detail and silence filled the car.

           “Can you please say something?” You plead.

           “First off, wow I’m so proud of you, you got laid. Second off, you got laid and it was Jimin. Third off, do you like him?”

           “It sounds stupid because we aren’t that close but after last night I feel so connected to him and today he hasn’t let go of me once, I was barely able to make it without him to you because he started walking with me towards the canteen.”

           “So, you like him.”

           “Yes.”

           Your friend suddenly burst with excitement, you weren’t expecting that reaction at all form her, to be quite honest, you didn’t know what you were expecting but definitely not that. She started saying how cute that is and how he’s the bad boy but he’s falling in love with an average student and how romantic and cliché it is. You rolled your eyes at her and asked for advice.

           “I don’t think you should care what anybody says. This would be huge news obviously seeing as Jimin is never seen with a girl that way and people would talk about it for ages and I bet 99.9% of the girls in college would hate you but who gives a shit?”

           “99.9%? I’m pretty sure it would be 100%.”

           “No, I’m that .1% that wouldn’t and I’d still love you, support you and love the both of you.”      

           “That’s cute.” You smiled at her. You finished your lunch in her car and both continued to talk about last night and how much you like Jimin.

           You walked to your next class, Jimin was standing around with his friends and you walked past him, you weren’t used to the fact that you were showing him attention now. He grabbed your wrist and stopped you from walking away.

           “Did you chat to your friend?” He smiled at you.

           “Yeah, she was really nice about everything.” You blushed.

           “I’m glad.”

           His arm over your shoulder once again. The group started becoming smaller as everyone was going back to class. Jimin said bye to his friends and you started walking to your class together. On the way, you suddenly felt a push against your back and you turned around to see three girls around Jimin. They were asking him a million questions and asking for help after college. He looked at you and pouted, you laughed and walked towards him, you found his hand between the girls and pulled him away.

           “Thank you.” He plants a soft kiss on your cheek. You feel yourself blush and you smile to yourself. For the rest of the day you continued to avoid eye contact with everyone. Once your classes were over you told Jimin you have to go home to study and you made up some lame excuse to just be able to go home and be alone. He offered you a lift but you didn’t take it, you needed some air to clear your mind.

           At home, you went straight to your bed, your mind racing. You suddenly felt so much emotions that you haven’t felt towards Jimin before. You knew he was falling for you too because of how he acted with you. He wasn’t scared to show you off to his friends and he didn’t care what anyone had to say. You couldn’t help but squeal at the thought of you two together, you were so into him and you were the only person that knew how he really is, he told you everything about him and you didn’t have much to say about yourself because you weren’t that exciting but you told him everything anyway.

           It’s crazy how much one night can change everything, there was no expectations of Jimin ever liking you but to your surprise he was interested in you for a while. It felt like a new chapter was beginning and you couldn’t wait to see how it turns out.