#again sorry this isn't the Best Comeback but that's fine probably

[venusdian]

The Black Aesthetic - 005.

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"Being Black isn't an Aesthetic, It's culture."

(This is a mixture of 1st & 3rd POV) - 2.7K Words

Marí

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Friday Morning

I was awakened by the sound of somebody not understanding a bitch is fucking asleep. I snatched my phone off the nightstand and saw it was Tailah calling me. I begrudgingly answered the call.

“What.”

“Well, good morning to you, Marí.”

“Oh, fuck off. What do you want?”

“OOO Language.”

“Tailah, don’t piss me off.”

“I need you to go to Genesis’ school and place a bereavement leave for her.” I slowly sat up on the bed and gasped.

“Ms. Donna ain’t make it?” She lets out a sad sigh.

“She died last night. We’ll probably be in Knoxville for the next couple of days to handle the funeral arrangements and things like that.” Damn, I felt horrible for Devin. He just lost his dad and now his mom. I can’t bear to imagine the pain that he’s going through. It didn’t hurt as much as when my mom died, but if our dad died?

I think I would be in shambles. I love our dad a lot. Even though I found out he was my dad later in life, even when he didn’t know I was his daughter, he always treated me as his own. I feel awful for Devin.

“Yeah, but uhh, I was able to get some documents confirming her death. I already called the school. You just gotta go up there and drop off the paperwork that I’m faxing you right now. Her teacher should have packets for her to complete her assignment while we’re in Knoxville.” I nodded.

“Ok, that’s fine. Hold up! Why ain’t you ask your parents to do that shit?”

“Well, My mom has some things to do at the youth center and dad is busy with the church. Which reminds me, Dad said to call him tonight, he misses you.” I groaned.

“I’ll think about it. I love him, but he talks too damn much and then gets mad when I have nothing to say.” Tailah is just going to laugh. I’m glad she finds it funny because I don’t. That shit is annoying. I be ready to go to bed then, BOOM! Here he comes calling my phone telling me about some damn fishing trip.

“Look, just call him.” I groaned.

“Aight, Tee. I’ma call you when I have everything done.”

“Ok, cool. We’re staying at his parent’s place.” I gasped.

“You want me to drop the shit off too?!” I exclaimed. Tailah kisses her teeth.

“See you soon, Marí.” Before I could argue, she hung up the phone. Again, That dusty bitch owes me.

omniscient

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Alexandra Crane busts open Noah’s office door. Noah looks up and is stunned to see Alex at his office.

“When in the fuck were you going to tell me you cut my studio session for some Instagram thot?” Alex angrily asks Noah. Noah sighs, realizing he had forgotten to tell her that news so her anger is reasonable.

“I’m sorry, Alex—” Alex interrupts him, putting her hand up.

“You know how much this comeback album means to me. For nine months I’ve been writing and perfecting my craft for a perfect comeback. I can’t afford to lose any studio time. It’s already bad enough I have to come to Memphis to record music, taking time away from my daughter—” Noah sighs.

“I understand—”

“DO YOU?! It seems like this is too much for you, and if That’s the case, I can find somebody else.” Noah gets up and shakes his head.

“No, look. I can book another session with Max on Saturday, too. You’re here till Sunday, and we’ll use this time wisely.”

“But, you didn’t answer my question. Why is she also booked for today.” He sighs.

“Because I’ve been neglecting all my clients to focus on you.”

“Well, that sounds like a personal problem. You know, I didn’t have these issues with Marí.” Noah takes a deep breath. He was growing tired of the comparison. Noah was trying his best. He already had his clients, but now he had double the workload, trying to make Marí’s clients happy, too. He just wished they understood.

“Look, Alex, these past few weeks, I’ve been dealing with getting sample clearance because you want to sample the whole damn music catalog. I’ve been calling venues and working with your label trying to perfect your rollout. So, spare me the bullshit right now. I have other clients, not just you. I’ll make sure we have studio sessions until the time you leave. But what I have is set in stone, ok?” Alex stares at him, stunned by his tone and language.

She understood where he was coming from, but it was still the principal. He didn’t even ask if she wanted to cut her studio time. She huffs and storms out of his office. Noah sighs, looking down with his arms crossed. He doesn’t want to admit this was overwhelming for him. But, he was losing sleep trying to please everyone. Maybe, it was time to throw in the towel.

Marí

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I walk into the main office with the paperwork in my hand. I’m tired. That’s all I got. I’m tired and Tailah better be lucky that I love her.

“Aye, they know I’m supposed to be here.” The secretary looks up at me, confused.

“But, I don’t. Name?” She asked with a slight attitude. I glared at her but decided to take the easy route, taking a deep breath.

“Marí Dunlock. I’m Genesis Glenn’s Godmother. She’s supposed to be on Bereavement, and y’all need documents or whatever.” I explained. She begins typing on her computer, not looking up at me. I huffed as I folded my arms.

“Is there a problem?” The secretary asked me. I lick my lips. She really testing my gangsta right now.

“No. But it will be if you don’t fix your attitude.” I threatened.

“If that’s a threat I will have to call security.” She smugly says. Right on cue, Ava comes out of her office. I looked up at her.

“Ava getcho girl before you have to call an ambulance.”

“On who?”

“You.” Ava got in between us.

“Aye, calm down. As much as I would love to watch a fight unfold. I can’t afford to get in trouble and be broke. Shante, I’ll take over.” I mugged her as she mugged me back, I wanted to hop over and beat that hoe ass, but Ava was pulling me into her office. I go into her office, and she closes the door behind us.

“How she died?” Ava’s nosey ass asks me. I looked at her in disbelief.

“You just have no decorum at all, huh?” Ava looks at me, waiting for an answer. I let out a sigh.

“She died due to a heart attack.” Ava clutches her chest.

“My god! That’s horrible.” I shake my head, handing her the paperwork. She takes the paperwork and begins to read it.

“So, you want my man back.” Ava rambles off.

“Nigga, what?”

“You want Gregory back.” I pinched the bridge of my nose.

“What is with this fucking town about me and Greg!” I angrily exclaimed. It’s like this stupid ass town wants us to get back together. Which is fucking weird like don’t they have their own lives or something?! Ava laughs, amused by my irritation.

“Look, Your niece tried to pay Janine to break up with Greg so y’all can get back together.” My eyes widen, and my jaw drops.

“You’re fucking lying.” Ava shakes her head.

“Yeah, she offered her twenty bucks.”

“Oh… I gotta talk to Janine. I don’t want her to think—” Ava smiles, getting up with her messy ass.

“I’ll gladly take you to her room.” I sighed.

“Fine,” I grumbled. We left Ava’s office and headed to Janine’s classroom. I know Gigi had good intentions, but Greg and I are over and will never be together. He’s happy with Janine, and I’m at peace about being alone. Once we arrived at Janine’s classroom, Ava entered the classroom, calling Janine to come outside. Janine looked at her worriedly but came outside, stunned to see me.

“Janine, hey! Look, I want to apologize for Gigi. She’s just—” Janine smiles, shaking her head.

“No, it’s fine, really.” I sympathetically looked at her.

“No, it’s not. I know you and Greg are together and happy. I don’t want to interfere with that.” I reassured her. She nods.

“Look, Marí it’s fine. Honestly, Genesis is a great girl and I know she has a big heart. I wasn’t offended by it.”

“Ok.” Janine and I awkwardly looked at each other. Then she excused herself back to her classroom.

“BOOOO! TOMATOES! TOMATOES!” Ava announced. I rolled my eyes and walked away.

“Where are you going?” She called out.

“I’m going to get Genesis’ schoolwork.” I walked to Gregory’s classroom, knocking on the door.

“It’s open.” He called out. I entered the classroom, and it was empty.

“Hey, Greg.” I nervously called out. He looks back at me and smiles.

“Oh, hey, Marí. I assume you’re here for Genesis’ school work.” I nodded.

“Yeah.”

“Well, come in. It’s on my desk.” I hummed, nodding. I walked over and sat down, collecting everything.

“Greg, I’m so sorry that Gigi asked Janine to break up with you.” Gregory nonchalantly hums.

“It’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. You’re happy and moved on… I don’t want my return to interfere with that.” He looks up at me.

“Your return has actually made me happy.” He admits. I look away. He gets up and walks over to me. He grabs my face, making me look at him.

“Greg, look. What we had is in the past.”

“It is. But?” I shake my head.

“No, we can’t do this.”

“We can’t do what? Talk about our feelings?”

“What about Janine?”

“Marí, tell me, do you still love me?” I looked up at him, stammering.

“w-why are you acting like this?” I finally got out. Greg shrugged.

“I don’t know. I want to suppress it, I really do, but it’s like when I’m around you. I forget all common sense and just want the old thing back.” I pulled away, taking the packet out of his hand.

“Greg, you could’ve stopped me seven years ago but chose not to.”

“If you wanted me to stop you, why did you leave then?” I let out a flustered groan, turning around and looking at him.

“I was scared, Greg!” I exclaimed, then quickly covered my mouth.

“Scared of what?” He further prods. I looked up at him and sighed.

“I was scared of the future. You knew all the answers and I didn’t. I was scared coming back to Anslem because there were things that I didn’t want to confront. When we decided to leave, I didn’t want to come back, and, honestly, I still don’t want to be here. But I am, and I don’t know what’s next.” I confessed, my eyes watering because this stupid ass nigga got me vulnerable again.

Greg places his thumb on my cheek, wiping the tears off.

“Then you should’ve said something, Marí. I would’ve been by your side. I love you.” Greg pauses and takes a step back as I look at him.

“Shit.” He says, realizing what’s going on.

“I should leave,” I muttered. I walk towards the door when he calls my name. I turn around.

“yes?”

“Do you love me too?” I take a deep breath, letting out a heavy sigh.

“I never stopped.” I turned around, leaving the classroom. I could see Greg’s students were on their way back from wherever they were and kept my head down. I did not want anyone else to see me cry. I hurried out of the school and into my car. Once I got in the car I placed my head on the steering wheel, letting out a scream because, WHY?! Why me?! Why Greg?!

Out of all the exes I could be hung up on, it has to be a man who’s in a happily committed relationship. I don’t want to be the downfall of their relationship. Karma is a bitch and I already have enough trauma in my life. I don’t need this shit. My phone rings, stopping me from crying. I look over and see it’s Alex calling me. I sniffled, wiping my tears, and picked up the call.

“Hello?”

“I want a new manager or have you back as my manager.” I groaned, starting my car.

“What’s wrong?”

“He cut my studio time in half for some Instagram hoe.” I rolled my eyes.

“Her name is Courtney, and why do you care so much?”

“Because this is my debut album.” I groaned, pulling out of my parking spot and speeding down the street.

“Alex, You sharing a studio session is not the end of the world. I promise we’ll still have your rollout ready. You just need to make sure Gravity is ready, too.” Alex kisses her teeth.

“They will be. Why you hatin’ on yo aunt.” I rolled my eyes.

“I ain’t. Look, I’m just being realistic. Star’s Sophomore album is in the works, and Noah’s comeback album is highly anticipated. Let’s not forget the Empire merger.” I remind her, pulling up to a red light. I could tell, she did not want to hear that, but it was the truth. That’s why I don’t want Courtney to sigh to Gravity. She would just fall to the waste side while they’re trying to keep their current artists happy.

It just isn’t a good idea, and besides, she needs to build a following for her music before she can even think about getting a label co-sign. Alex lets out a tired sigh.

“I—I know. It’s just when Carlotta suggested that I get managed by you, I was scared, but you quickly eased my nerves and kept the money flowing not just for me, but for Derek too. Have him speak at important Seminars. You made me feel secure about my future. Noah—”

“Noah is trying his best. It’s only been six months since I got the promotion. He’s doing his best. I wouldn’t give him my clients if I didn’t have faith in him. Now, give him a chance. You’re sounding like Star.” I could tell Alex scrunched her face because she and I both knew that wasn’t a compliment. Alex lets out a small chuckle as the light turns green.

“Alright, I’ll let him slide this time. But, Marí?” I hummed.

“Have you talked to Carlotta? I know the last time you saw her was at your mother’s funeral.” I sighed. Carlotta has reached out to me after my mother’s passing but I’ve been ducking those calls. Our last conversation was just— Very emotional and I need my space. As you can see, I don’t do well with emotional conversations. It’s not my strong suit, it never has. So, I have Three Aunts and two uncles on my mother’s side. Out of All of them, Carlotta is the only one who could make me emotionally express how I feel about my mother’s death and that was an intense conversation that I would like to keep between me, her, and God.

I just— it’s a lot.

“By your silence, I’m going to say no. Well, you should call her.” I sighed.

“I’ll get around to it. Look, I have a three-hour drive to Knoxville so I’ll call you when I’m free.” Alex hums.

“Aight, Love you Marí.”

“Love you too.” I hang up the call. I toss my phone into my passenger seat. It lights up. I look over and see it’s an Instagram message. I grabbed my phone and placed it on my lap. I was coming up to the next red light. Once, I pulled up and looked down at my phone, tapping my phone screen. It was a new message. I opened the notification, and I saw the message my heart sank.

“When you’re ready, I’ll be right here.” Attached is a YouTube Video of 112’s Right Here for U.

When this song came out, He sang it to me all the time, in 6th grade. Whenever I was sad or scared. He could not sing, but the gesture was always nice. The last time he performed this song, We were in college and had that dusty apartment. I was sad because life was lifing, and he did a full-out performance for me.

He always knew how to make me happy. I tossed the phone back in the passenger seat. I looked up to see a green light. I sigh to myself. Although the message warmed my heart, I’ll never know when I’ll be ready for him, and I don’t want him to wait.

[virmillion]

And They Were Roommates

i know i said hiatus but i crapped this out in one go in my phone notes app and it’s not edited but i mean,, i think it’s funny and that’s what matters,,,,, right?

words: 1551

warnings: some swears, sarcastic first person author

Roman stretches his legs out, flexing his feet and pushing his hands into his thighs. “This plane,” he announces, “is too damn crowded, and I am too damn long.” Beside him, Logan stirs, dropping his fancy schmancy neck support pillow on the ground. “That floor is too damn dirty.” Logan swats Roman’s arm and retrieves the pillow with a sigh. “You are too damn violent.”

“I could very easily leave you at the airport,” Logan says. His eyes leverage themselves somewhere around Roman’s nose, crossed enough to be out of focus. “Where did you put my glasses?”

Roman definitely doesn’t scoop the glasses (that he stole) out of his bag (that used to be Logan’s), and he definitely doesn’t place them upside down on Logan’s face (which looks remarkably angry right now). “There ya go, buddy!”

“Fix them.”

Roman definitely doesn’t let a few more curse words peter out in varying languages (that he learned from Logan’s textbooks (that he also stole)). Like the true and kind friend he is, he readjusts the glasses so Logan no longer has to squint, and can instead glare comfortably at Roman.

“This is your captain speaking, please note the seatbelt lights have been turned on. Kindly take your seats for the remainder of this flight, return your trays to their locked position, and buckle up. Thank you for riding with—”

“DEMON!”

“—airlines.”

Logan huffs another sigh at Roman for his outburst. “Was that really necessary?”

“If John Mulaney doesn’t like them, neither do I,” Roman says, heartily ignoring the miffed looks on the faces of the people surrounding him. “Better out than in, I always say.”

“First of all, that’s not even a relevant quote, and second, Shrek? Really?” Nudging his glasses higher on his nose, Logan sets about tucking everything into his carry on bag. With a considerable jolt to the plane, the neck pillow goes flying (in the plane that’s already flying (flying squared (flared))).

By the time the plane finally scrapes onto the track at the airport, Logan is remarkably close to punching Roman (not that he hasn’t already). “What is going on with you today? You don’t typically act this strange on flights, in my experience.”

“I also don’t typically have to meet my roommate after exiting said flight. We all have feelings, Logan, so get used to it.” Roman tugs his suitcase from the baggage claim, flippantly swinging it over his head with (pretty much no) consideration for his fellow humans. (Whether a few middle fingers raise to greet him is TBD (totally believable dude.))

“This Angel character sounded perfectly fine over the computer. I doubt you’ll encounter any problems, and even if you do, I’ll be there as a buffer.” Logan puts a little more care into grabbing his own luggage, trailing Roman into the streets. “If anything, you ought to consider yourself lucky for finding someone seemingly normal in a creative major.”

“What’s your beef with writing majors? Do they get all up in your grill?” To say this earns a smack from Logan is an understatement (but detailing exactly how pink the resulting handprint is might get this story flagged (gotta keep it safe for the kiddos, you know)).

“Just keep moving, I’ll make sure we don’t get lost.”

The reds and yellows of the trees pepper the sky like so many fireworks, slicing interruptions through the cloudless field of blue. Roman grins, rolling his shoulders forward to hitch his hoodie higher up (which he definitely didn’t buy online (with patches to match his school mascot and colors (because that would be nerdy))). With the barely-there breeze trumpeting autumn’s arrival, he can almost smell the crisp bite of chilled apples in woven baskets (he spends a lot of time at cider mills). Logan allows himself the smallest trace of a smile at how much Roman seems to enjoy himself, soaking up what little sun there is. At the sight of his soon-to-be campus looming a few blocks ahead, Roman lets out a whoop (which may or may not annoy the little old ladies near him (with their little yapping dogs (that have little sparkling bows (that still don’t outshine Roman’s little sparkling awe)))).

“Look, Logan, there it is! There’s the prison that I’m gonna inhabit of my own volition, where I’ll have a roommate that might pour whipped cream on my pants or put warm water on my hand! The possibilities are endless!”

Deciding to ignore the not-quite-correct pranks Roman’s dreamed up, Logan grabs his friend by the hand and yanks him back from the crosswalk. The little old ladies with their little yapping dogs snicker as a pickup truck tears through the traffic light, honking the whole way. Roman offers them his best award-winning smile, blissfully unaware of the bits of chocolate smeared over his teeth (not to mention the frappucino stains on his upper lip (of which there are many (Roman hasn’t brushed his teeth in a while))).

“—on the sixth floor, which really sucks because I was so close to having the devil’s number, you know? Would’ve been awesome, shoulda coulda woulda, yeah?”

Once Logan finally catches up to Roman (who definitely didn’t sprint through the next two traffic stops (or to the front desk (where he definitely didn’t hassle the lady (who is now pleading with her eyes at Logan (who wants no part of this))))), he slings his carry on bag to the floor with a grunt. “You could’ve waited for me.”

“I could’ve done a lot of things, just like I was telling Alice—”

“Lisa.”

“—Lisa here, because there’s just never enough time, you know?”

Logan slips a five over the counter to the tired lady, who accepts it with a nod. “Just get him to his room and we’ll call it a day.”

“Thank you so much, I’ll get right on that. Roman, if you don’t sling your butt up those stairs right this second, I will personally ensure that Angel defenestrates you.” (Roman thinks that defenestration is the act of tearing down rainforests (Logan has never bothered to correct him (he finds this hilarious (Roman does not)))).

Having sprinted to the top of the stairs, Roman easily beats Logan to the room, feeling remarkably similar to a king in his wonder at swiping a card to open a door (he’s not actually a king (but you knew that (his last name is Andrews (which you didn’t know (I didn’t even know that until writing this (I made it up for shits and giggles)))))). The two bunks, which are spaced as far apart as possible, border a room on the edge of chaos (or glory (which one it is depends on your perspective (and on your knowledge of catchy songs from the twenty first century))). The one closest to the window proudly displays a collection of purple and black blankets, as well as an absurd amount of pillows (anywhere from ten to ninety (take your pick (it’s probably closer to ninety))). Nestled in the mountain of cushions is a lanky boy, who lets out a wholly disgusted grown as Roman walks in.

“I cannot believe my luck. Roman, you walking piece of literal human garbage, I’m supposed to be rooming with someone named Philip.” The boy shoves himself off the bed, revealing a second boy underneath. “See, Patton, I told you I had a bad feeling about this.”

“Virgin? The man himself, I can’t believe it! You signed up with a fake name, too?”

Logan sighs as the second person (Patton, evidently) unfolds themselves from Pillow Mountain. “Care to explain?”

“Both of our friends signed up with abstract nicknames for some reason. Pretty funny, if you ask me.” (Logan didn’t ask him (okay, technically he did, but not about whether it was funny (he only wanted the facts (he did not get ‘only the facts.’))))

(This is the part where I, the author, am supposed to elaborate on the goofy hijinks that ensue (I don’t really feel like doing that (so just pretend I did and move on (long story short, Virgil and Roman were childhood friends that grew apart and met back up.))))

“Well, I guess I’ll see you on my next vacation, then?” Patton wraps Virgil in a tight hug (but not the other way around (because I don’t want to get bashed for writing people out of character)) before slipping out the door with Logan in tow. Roman turns to Virgil in their now-empty room, surrounded by boxes to be unpacked.

“I cannot believe we both lied about our names and ended up rooming together,” Roman says, sitting on his suitcase. “That is wild.”

“Right, and it’s definitely not fate. Don’t even get started with that fate nonsense on me, because I won’t have any of it.” Virgil pulls an appropriately moody pout and leans on the window, staring forlornly at the night sky (because that’s all he seems to do anymore (just give him something to brood over and that’s Virgil, let’s be honest (because I don’t feel like tossing in another nonsensical problem to be solved with romance here))).

“And it’s definitely not fate that brought us back together when our last game of tag ended with me being 'it’.”

Virgil whips his head around. “You wouldn’t dare.”

Roman cocks an eyebrow. “Try me.”

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[because-of-a-friend]

Seventeen Reaction: You Suddenly Being Shy

MASTERLIST

Thanks for the request anon! Hope you like it!!!!

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL

He thinks is the cutest thing in the world and he also cannot believe he has that kind of sway over you. He's like????? They're shy around me?????? He'll do a lot of cute little things to try and get you to relax around him and be more comfortable being yourself around him. When you're not super close, he'll do random things to make himself look ridiculous so if he's intimidating to you at all, he seems less so. Then as you grow more comfortable with each other, anytime he notices you becoming quiet he'll do something like plucking your chin or some other cute gesture that he knows you'll have some sort of witty comeback for. He appreciates and adores both sides of you, but always wants to make sure you feel comfortable around him.

YOON JEONGHAN

Jeonghan will likely match your energy depending on how you're feeling. But he does have a habit of challenging your more sarcastic side because he tends to talk quite bluntly, so he thinks those conversations are more fun. He honestly has a lot of fun figuring out how to push your buttons until you two are ceaselessly teasing each other. He'll leave you be if it really seems like you're not up to it and respects when you're more quiet. He can always easily go with the flow depending on your mood.

JOSHUA HONG

Josh tends to also get shy around new people or one on one with people he doesn't know that well or in other moments he's not prepared for. So if you suddenly get shy, it'll probably trigger his shyness as well. He'll suddenly be unsure of what to say or where to look or how to act. Moments between you and Joshua tend to be very sweet and lighthearted since both of you are very careful towards each other. Any sort of friendship/relationship with each other with each other will progress slowly because it takes you two awhile to fully open up to each other. But it means that you two also eventually feel very comfortable around each other since you spent so much time building up trust.

WEN JUNHUI

He probably hates this lol. Not because of you but because he just can't stand awkward silence and puts all the pressure on himself to fix it. He also doesn't really get it????? Like you were fine around him when you were hanging out with other members or friends????? He watched you roast Wonwoo with no hesitation earlier???? But now that it's just you and him you're so shy?????? Get ready for chaotic Jun because he's going to be pulling all of the punches to get you to laugh again. Honestly when there's an awkward silence he can't really help but keep talking to fill it in, so you might learn a lot more about Jun in five minutes than you thought you would in years lol.

KWON SOONYOUNG

(Sorry for using such a big gif but he really is the prettiest man on earth omfg)

Might also be a little awkward when you suddenly get shy. He worries that he said something to offend you or that maybe you don't like him. So he tends to approach you carefully when he notices that you're shy around him to make sure that you two are on good terms. He'll actually make an effort to talk more quietly around you and try to sit really still and not make any sudden big movements so he doesn't catch you off guard or upset you. He tries to be as polite as possible and will make a real effort to start enjoyable conversations. Probably asks other people stuff like what movies you like or what songs you listen to so he has something to talk to you about when he sees you.

JEON WONWOO

Pls this is his worst nightmare. He's not confident in handling social situations so when you suddenly get quiet around him, he has no idea what to do. He'll awkwardly blurt out some random questions and cringe inwardly every time it doesn't lead to an actual conversation. He'll wonder what's up since you seemed so confident around other people. Like Soonyoung, he'll worry over you not liking him for some reason. He'll probably actually end up pulling back and letting you approach him in the future so any contact between you two can be on your terms so he knows you're comfortable.

LEE JIHOON

May not fully notice. Jihoon tends to be off in his own world anyways so your mood change around him may fly right over his head. He's not always conscious of people's behaviors and changes in them because of his tendency to zone out. Honestly it's sort of a relief. If you're feeling a little more nervous as you spend one on one time with him, it's almost nice that he seems to continue on with business as usual. It's nice that he won't really point it out or make a big deal of it. He's usually pretty gentle during conversation anyways so it's not like there's anything he's doing to be intimidating. If he notices you being shy, he might get a little shy as well, but he'll do anything he can to make you comfortable and get on your good side.

LEE SEOKMIN

Seokmin is such a people pleaser so you suddenly going quiet is going to be a problem for him. He needs you to like him so much. He's going to figure out what makes you feel the most comfortable around him. Do you want him to take the lead in conversations? Would you prefer he back off a little? Do you like it when he's joking? More serious? He'll test the waters and feel out what brings back your more confident side so he can tell what makes you more comfortable around him. He'll navigate every conversation with care so you'll enjoy talking with him.

KIM MINGYU

Also the type to kind of slip up when this happens. He doesn't know how to continue when you suddenly get shy around him. It highkey gives him butterflies, he thinks it's so cute. So then he's shy around you, leading to him doing awkward things, all while he's trying to help you feel less shy around him. He's a giggling/blushing mess around you 24/7, which definitely helps him seem less intimidating. But he very much genuinely wants you to feel comfortable around him so he'll always be as kind and friendly as possible.

[A/N: So Tumblr has suddenly decided I can only add ten imagines to each post even tho up until now, I was able to add gifs for all thirteen members. Soooo I was wondering if you guys preferred for me to either separate maknae line and hyung line for reactions, or if you want me to leave gifs out and have all members in one post for reactions, or if y'all want to do it by request??? Until I get a good read on what y'all want I'm just gonna cut the gifs are where I have to lol. Please let me know what y'all want me to do!!!!]

XU MYUNGHO

Myungho takes this in a silent stride. When he notices you suddenly get shy around him, he'll just sort of quietly take note of it. He'll try to encourage your usual sarcastic side to make sure you know he's comfortable with it. If it doesn't seem like it's working, he'll back off and try to take things slow and gentle with you until you feel more comfortable around him one on one. He'd never admit it but he is ecstatic when your sarcastic side starts to show. Any biting remark you have for him is met with a smirk and an equally biting remark. He's fine when you're more shy but he'll feel uneasy himself until you're comfortable around him.

BOO SEUNGKWAN

Seungkwan will have an "oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no" moment when he realizes you're suddenly shy around him. He also wants everyone to like him and be happy around him. He will also wonder if he did something to offend you and be incredibly nervous and unhappy until you're comfortable around him again. He's constantly hesitant when approaching you and then as conversation progresses, he'll pull out the big guns with his humor to get you laughing and hopefully back to your normal self.

VERNON CHWE

This may also go over his head. Vernon isn't always super in tune with the people around him just depending on what's going in his head. He also usually lets the people around him lead conversations anyways, so he'll just follow your vibes conversation to conversation. When you're shy he'll just speak to you casually and keep it light. When your more sarcastic side shows, he'll vamp it up and match your energy (although with him, he'll use sarcasm as a way to casually flirt for sure lol). But overall it's hardly even noticeable to him.

LEE CHAN

Dino probably also gets shy when you get shy. He may not notice your change at first but as soon as he does he just goes "oooooooooh" and then backs way off. He's the type to awkwardly laugh every other sentence when speaking to you, desperate to make sure the conversation feels light and happy. He's not really the best at navigating meeting new people and learning how to connect with them specifically. He's happy to try anything and everything to help you feel more at ease around him, though.

[xpeachesncream]

acquainted | ten

> series masterlist | series playlist <

summary: the biggest goal of a grad student is to get through school in one piece - no petty drama involved, no sweating over the little things. however, that plan almost always never follows through. sometimes, you can’t help but fall into the most unthinkable, unexpected traps and learn the hard way. like, exhibit a: being unable to resist your engaged, substitute teacher, kim seokjin.

pairing: jungkook x reader x engaged!teacher!seokjin

genre: grad school au, student life au | fluff, angst, smut

words: 2.7k

warnings: cussing, mature language/implied sexual content, jealousy, some good car sex w/ breast play, straddling, fingering, a lil spit play

note: to the anon who requested the one shot, i promise i have it done - i can’t post it juuuust yet tho lol

tags: @laurynne5 @yiyi4657 @miinoongi @teamtardis-notdead @bluesharksandfish @photographic-girl @yonkoghan @moonchild1​ @thebeebi​ (pls msg me if you would like to be added to the taglist!)

"How was your date, Jungkookie?" Hoseok asks as he forks into his salad. Jungkook sits in front of Hoseok and Yoongi, while Namjoon and Jin sit off to either of his sides. Kook does a simple chuckle with his nose scrunched as he's digging into his fries.

"Good." He smirked.

"Oooh, Jungkookie has a girlfriend!" Hoseok laughed, causing both Namjoon and Jin to shoot looks at each other while shifting in their seats.

"No, but I hope to ask her out."

"Wait, like really ask her to be your girlfriend?" Yoongi chimed in, his gummy smile coming forth with a small high-pitched laugh. "How cute."

"Yeah, I want to. Not right at this moment, but I've already been planning on how to have this talk with her about being exclusive."

"Aw, our Kookie is growing up!"

"Shut up." Jungkook laughs. "I just really like her. She's beautiful, and smart and fun to be around."

"Are you seeing her today?"

"No, but I'm gonna hang out with her tomorrow. She has stuff to get done."

"Do you see her a lot?"

"A good amount, but I try not to suffocate her."

"Jin, you haven't said anything. What's up with you?" Jin looks up from his plate, eyes quickly roaming between all of them.

"Sorry, I just knew all of this already. It's nothing unexpected." He gives off a fake chuckle.

"Grace issues?" He shrugged.

"Sure, but this isn't about me." They nod and shift their attention back to Jungkook. Whew.

"Have you gotten her in bed?"

"Woah, Yoongi? What the fuck." Namjoon laughed.

"I'm just curious and we're always honest with each other right?" Joon shoots Jin a quick look before shaking his head at Yoongi.

"No." Kook chuckled. "I mean I don't care for it much. If she isn't ready to take that step with me then I won't force her."

"What a gentleman! Jin you taught him well." They laughed. Jin is reciprocating the energy with a small smile, as that's the best he can do right now. He didn't want this topic to come up only because he did already know how Jungkook felt about you. Yes, he felt bad, but also, he didn't want to let up on you. He wasn't going to, and Namjoon can easily tell he wasn't over you even though he told Jungkook to go for it. He hated having this silent competition. He knew his feelings for you were growing and he couldn't help but feel like a child over it.

I saw her first. I got her first. Me. Not you.

And so their conversation over an early dinner gets put to rest, Jin thanking God that no one pressed him more about Grace or why he truly wasn't saying much. They were all too caught up in Jungkook's feelings. All, except Namjoon. Jin gets to his classroom a little early to get himself together for class, gathering all his thoughts and feelings about you, Jungkook, Grace, etc., and pushing it to a far, far corner in his mind. At least, until class is over.

[Namjoon] 5:04pm: You couldn't be any more obvious.

[Jin] 5:05pm: What are you talking about now?

[Namjoon] 5:05pm: You're still seeing her. Or, let me rephrase - You're still trying to pursue her even after you told your brother to go for it.

[Jin] 5:06pm: It's complicated.

[Namjoon] 5:06pm: Seokjin, please. What did I tell you? Don't start this mess.

[Jin] 5:07pm: It'll be fine, okay? I appreciate the concern but stop worrying about me.

He sighs as he paces around the front of his room. The real reason as to why you weren't hanging out with Jungkook tonight was because of him. He needed to see you. Feel you. Touch you. Be close to you. There was also something he needed to bring up, hoping you'd agree to it.

Namjoon was right. The concern is valid. However, if things pull through the way Seokjin expects it to, then he knows what he has to do from there. He'll know how to approach this better. Hopefully.

Seeing you in class makes him feel at ease. He loves the little smiles you send his way when you both make eye contact. He just loves to look at you. Smiling and laughing with your friends. Your serious face when it's time to focus. He has it bad for you.

"Alright, class. Get those in to me on time by next week and I'll think about the movie." Jin laughs as the class has mixed reactions while packing up their things.

"But Mr. Kim it's a really good movie, don't you think we deserve a little break in class?" Taehyung whines as he picks up his bag.

"I always think you guys deserve a break, the movie though? Not sure if it's my cup of tea."

"Awww come on, just once." The class whined, making Jin laugh that adorable laugh he has. It was cute to see how adored Jin was by your classmates. He truly was a great teacher and made it a safe environment for everyone. Completely inclusive.

"I'll sleep on it. See you guys next week." He smiles and flashes a wink at a couple of people leaving the classroom saying their goodbyes. He stands at the front, his hands dug into his pockets as he looks at you and Ryujin coming down the steps - always being the last to leave.

"I'm counting on you, Mr. Kim." Ryujin says, flipping her hair.

"Counting on me for what?"

"The movie." She turns to look at you. "And other things." You shove her out the door before looking over at Jin, who hasn't stopped chuckling.

"You heard her." He nods.

"Pick you up in a few?" He asks, almost at a whisper. You return the nod and smile before walking out. You silently walk next to Ryujin, thinking about what tonight would be about. Not gonna lie, you were excited to be alone with him again, even if that meant being in his car, sitting in silence. The thought alone made you happy. The thought made you push through the day just to get to this point.

"Are you seeing him?"

"Yeah." Is all you respond to Ryujin with.

"Be careful, okay?"

"I know." Ryujin knew you weren't going to let up on Jin easily. She too, just like Namjoon, could tell that you had developed deep feelings for him, yet she just didn't know how you would approach it. Whatever it was though, she was going to have your back and be there for you. She just wished you had told the boys because handling you alone is work! Extra support would have been nice!

Getting home, you toss your things aside and start working on a few assignments until Jin is texting you that he's outside of your building. You feel a little nervous, as if it's a first date when it's really not. You step out of the elevator and into the lobby, just to see him ahead in the driver's seat. He has one hand resting along the wheel while he's scrolling through his phone in the other.

"Hey." You say as you hop into the passenger's seat. He puts his phone down and looks at you, his head tilted towards you and rested against the headrest.

"Hey pretty girl." He softly smiles as he leans over to kiss you on the lips. "Want some ice cream?" You laugh.

"Really?"

"Yeah, why not?" He begins to drive off, taking you to a nearby ice cream joint.

"How was your day today?" You ask him as he's roaming the streets looking for parking.

"It was alright. Went to work for a bit and met up with the boys for an early dinner before class."

"How was that?" He keeps his eyes on the road.

"Mm, good. I love sitting around and hearing about my brother's feelings for you." You chuckle at his sarcasm.

"You're dramatic."

"Call it what you want." He says. "It's still not fair."

"You can do something about it, you choose not to though." You straight up tell him. He parks his car and looks over at you, a small smirk plastered on his face.

"So, do you want me to do something about it?"

"Jin, please. Don't turn this on me. You're the one whining." You get out of the car. It was true. He kept talking about Jungkook and how he couldn't stand it, but yet, his ass was over here doing absolutely nothing. You expected that much though, because what? Was he just going to up and leave his fiancé because of a little jealousy? You honestly didn't think it was that deep for Jin. Maybe a little bit of a competition, but nothing too serious. And that was honestly the most painful realization for you.

You probably weren't worth it.

"I'm not whining, love. Trust me." You subtly roll your eyes at the weak comeback, but you don't throw in a rebuttal. Were you worth it? It was hard to read Jin sometimes. There were days where you felt like this could be more, then there were days where you felt dumb as hell for even having the thought cross your mind.

Like right now, you feel like this could be more with the way he's letting you taste his ice cream, his hand below your chin to catch any melting ice cream from dripping onto your clothing. He takes his cone back to his lips at the same time he's raising the napkin to the corners of your lips. You're both sitting in his car, overlooking the bay and the San Francisco skyline view in his back seat. There's a walking trail in front of the small lot his car is currently parked in, but no one is around. It's just you, Seokjin and your ice cream cones.

"Mmmm, thank you." You say gobbling up the last bit of your cone.

"You're welcome." He chuckles. "How was your day?" You shrugged.

"Same old." You fold your leg onto the seat while the other draped over it just so you could turn and look at Jin. You lean your head against the seat, watching him eat the last bits of his cone. You admired him, and you couldn't help but marvel at how absolutely breathtaking he was. The goddamn nerve. He was literally sitting there in a hoodie and jeans and you thought he was the most endearing thing.

"Sounds fun." He clears his throat as he tosses the napkin into the cup holder in front.

"Why'd you bring me out here?"

"I just wanted to see you. Is that too much to ask for?" He looked at you. "I missed you."

"You see me in class."

"It's not the same and you know it." He cocks his head to the side again to look at you. "Come here." He grabs your hand to pull you closer to him and leans in for a kiss. You rest your hand on his neck as you continue to kiss him back, the sounds of slow kisses being exchanged filling the car. You climb onto his lap as the kiss deepens, your hands gripping Jin's face while his warm, soft hands explored inside your sweater. "You drove me crazy the other night." He whispers as you slightly pull away.

"Good." You respond, bringing your lips back onto his, slowly grinding your hips into his.

"Fuck." He hisses. He quickly aids in removing your leggings before unbuckling his jeans. You feel his hardened member underneath his boxer briefs against your clothed folds, causing you to slightly tilt your head back in pleasure. You feel his hands travel up to your bra, unhooking it and raising your sweater to suck on your nipples freely. You feel his tongue working in circular motions on your hardened bud, causing you to let out a breathy moan. His eyes wander up to your face, slightly shutting close when he sees how much you're enjoying this. He moves to the other breast, his free hand cupping the one he had just removed himself from, tongue exploring your nipple. His hand moves down to aggressively hook your panties to the side, giving him room to swipe his fingers up and down your wet folds.

"Oh shit." You slightly jerk at the sensation, his long fingers taking their sweet time spreading your wetness all around your pussy.

"You're so fucking wet." He keeps his eyes on you and watches your eyes roll to the back of your head when he inserts two digits, pumping them in and out. It's incredibly hot to him how fucking wet you are, the sounds of your pussy now echoing in the car.

"Jin, ohhhhshit." You mewl. "I'm gonna cum." He continues to pump his long fingers into you, the feeling of both pain and pleasure radiating throughout your body. He curves his digits upwards, tickling your core to send you hurdling over the edge. You buck in your position from how hard the orgasm hits you, Jin's wet fingers swiping your folds and gently caressing your sensitive clit. You squeal, the overstimulation becoming a little overbearing but it feels so fucking good. You unbury his hardened member from his boxer briefs, letting your spit dribble down onto his cock as you play with the pre-cum pooling at the head.

"Oh fuck, Y/N. Don't do that shit." He tilts his head back in pleasure. You silently chuckle as you jerk him, getting his dick a little wet before hopping on and filling yourself up with it.

"Ugh, why do you feel so fucking good?" You moan as you fix your position onto him, slowly riding him and easing your way into it. You slip his two fingers into your mouth to taste yourself, his fingers still dripping from your cum.

"I-I've been wanting to fuck you so badly." He lets out a breathy moan. "The things you do to me."

"Yeah?" You say, picking up the pace as his hands guide your hips and direct your pace.

"Just like that, baby." He groans. You love when he called you baby. It made you want to give him all of you.

Your hands are resting on his shoulders, gripping tightly as you grind your hips in a steady motion. You cock your head back in pleasure, Seokjin's hands gripping your breasts. You begin to roll your hips slowly, a louder moan erupting from both him and you.

"I'mgonnafuckingcum." Your words mesh together, unable to speak clearly at how good he feels deep inside of you.

"You're so tight. God, you feel so good, gonna cum with you." Sooner or later, a roll of the hip or two in, your coil is spiraling out of control, causing you to yell Jin's name as you scratch onto his clothed shoulders, his fingers digging deep into your skin as he fills you up at the same time you're milking his dick.

His head slowly raises from against your chest, his cheeks tinted and eyes slightly glazed. He smiles up at you, his lips locking with yours once more before you climb off to clean yourself.

"Y/N." He says, tucking himself back in and getting himself situated in the seat.

"Hm?" You hook your bra back together and fix your sweater.

"I'm going to LA this weekend for a quick business conference." You furrowed your eyebrows, unsure why he was telling you this. It's not like you asked him for a daily play by play.

"Okay, have fun?" You chuckle.

"Meet me there." He looks at you. "I have to be there by Friday morning, but I know you still have work and school."

"Meet you.. in LA?" He nods.

"I really want you to. I'll buy your plane ticket. But also, know that I'm not forcing you." He slightly sighs. "I just wanna be able to spend time with you and do other things together besides fucking each other's brains out."

"Um," is all you can respond with. Because hell to the fuck yes you wanted this. But you weren't sure why you were hesitating? Maybe it was a big jump and you were scared of taking it? The lies you'd have to tell people about where you would be going this weekend? It was all such a mess. Such a huge, huge mess. Part of you also felt like this would be such an easy way for Grace to find out.

"You don't have to tell me your answer now but— just know it'll make me really happy to have you there with me." He looks at you softly, a small smile creeping at the corner of his lips. Perhaps, you were worth it.

[seonghwa-is-babie]

Protective pup

Y/n And yunho haven't gotten the best response to coming out, getting a lot of hate from antis, unfortunately, y/n got a bit more than just online hate, all because he looked too scary and intimidating with his height and tattoos

Yunho x male reader

Warning: slight angst (cursing, bruises, crying)

Note: sorry if this made u cry ;-;, and that the ending's a bit awkward

Today was a wreck for y/n, ever since he and his boyfriend, Yunho came out as a couple, he's been getting a lot of hate from both fans and non-fans. y/n tried to stay strong in front of him, but in reality he didn't know how much hate he could handle anymore, since it was escalating to physical harassment

It wasn't uncommon for him to come home with bruises, but he did his best to hide them from yunho, he was already stressed with their comeback being right around the corner

Today was another one of those days where he got beat up for being in a relationship with their 'oppar'

🐶

Once he got home he expected to be welcomed by his boyfriend, Yunho, with open arms, but he wasn't home at the moment, so y/n decided to text him

________________________________________

you: baby why aren't you home? I thought you were done by now?

Yunho🐶❤️: They're making us practise a bit longer for our comeback

you: When are you coming home then? I miss you...

Yunho🐶❤️: We're almost done, don't worry :)

Yunho🐶❤️: love you😘😘❤️

_______________________________________

Deciding he had enough time left to hopefully cover up the wounds, he went to the bathroom to get some bandages for the cuts, and foundations for the bruises

🐶

After bandaging up his arms and putting on a decent amount of makeup to cover up the bruises

He turned off his phone, hoping to not see anymore notifications from comments under anything he posts "maybe he is better off without me, or he can find someone else who's so much better than me, who isn't hated" as he started to think, he couldn't help but cry from it, falling asleep after the crying had tired him out.

At practice🐶

"alright from the top guys, five six seven eight" they went over their choreography once again "yunho your footing's wrong, you're supposed to go like this" the instructor demonstrated "sorry sir, I won't do it again" they repeated it, only for him to do another part wrong, repeating this problem until the members decided to address it

"yunho, you've been a bit out of rhythm since our break, is everything okay?" seonghwa asked concerned "I don't know hyung, maybe cause of..."

San looked at him confused "cause of what, Yunho?" he looked down "y/n sent a text asking why I wasn't at home and after I explained why, I don't know why, but his reply seemed so sad, he didn't even say I love you back, and I think I know why" the older didn't fully understand

"well, why do you think he's sad?" yunho looked down "I think it might be because of the hate we've been getting for coming out, I've deleted all social media of off my phone, but I don't know if he did it as well."

"yunho, maybe you should go home to check on him" Hongjoong said, concerned for the yunho's boyfriend, he knew him quite well and knew that despite his intimidating exterior, he was a gentle soul "but what about practice?"

wooyoung pushed him towards the door "that's not important right now, what is, is that you go home and check up on your boyfriend"

🐶

"I'm home" yunho said, expecting a hug and a kiss from his boyfriend, but all he saw was an empty living room, like he had feared "maybe he went to bed already? That's strange, normally he waits for me to get back" he went up the stairs to their shared bedroom, hoping to find the other there

To his surprise, he did, though he was already asleep, so he tried his best not to wake his lover up, sadly he did wake up because y/n was a pretty light sleeper

"Yunho?" he turned around to face his lover, he smiled "hey, I'm home, I missed you" he went closer to his lover, only then noticing the tear stains and the slightly red eyes "why did you cry? Did something happen?" he hoped to deer God that it wasn't the hate, but just a bad day at work

"i'm fine, don't worry about it" he tried grabbing yunho's arm to stop him from further inspecting his body, but that backfired as the sleeve came up and exposed the bandages, which yunho obviously saw

"oh my gosh! What did you do? Did someone hurt you?" tears started to slip from y/n's eyes and he turned over to his back "babe please, I'm worried about you" y/n turned back to yunho, the years exposing his makeup "hold on one minute, please"

He came back with a a few makeup wipes "may I?" y/n decided to no longer hide what people were doing to him and nodded. As yunho started gently wiping off the makeup, his face contorted into one of shock "how'd that happen, honey?"

"....Your fans, they've been harassing me on and off social media, on it, they always say I don't D-deserve you, that I-I'm a heartless ass hole who doesn't know how to properly care for you. But off...... Yunho.... I'm not sure if you know how much it hurts not only physically, but mentally as well. I've tried to stay strong, but I don't know how much longer I can take it"

at this point he was sobbing, something Yunho had never seen before. He sat next to his slightly taller boyfriend and rubbed the others back "I-I didn't know it go that bad..... I didn't think they would go that far. I'm sorry that I wasn't there for you sooner" both began to cry in each others arms

🐶

"I promise you I will do something about this, I hate to see you go through so much pain" yunho said, sitting in y/n's lap "maybe we could do something together?" the younger nodded, before getting up from the older's lap and grabbing his phone, texting someone "who're you texting?" yunho made room for y/n to look over his shoulder

"just my manager to ask him if I can do a V-live to address what's going on" the older tensed up "are you sure that's a good idea?" the younger nodded "we don't have to if you don't feel comfortable with it" y/n thought about it

"I don't want you to do this alone, but I don't know if I can face the camera right now" Yunho tried to think of something they could do "how about...... You lay your head on my lap facing away from the camera, that way, you'll still be there with me, but don't have to see any negative comments" y/n nodded

🐶

Yunho got his phone positioned where they could see both him and y/n and waited until enough people joined in "hey guys.... This isn't going to be a happy vlive today, instead I want to address something that's been a problem lately" he could already see some hate comments on screen "ever since I came out with my boyfriend, we've been getting a lot of hate, me getting only a bit of what y/n has been going through, I normally trust you guys and love you all, but harassing y/n for being together with me is just wrong"

"but oppar he isn't right for uuuu"

"we love a protective bf, preach🏳️‍🌈"

"not our fault you're both filthy homosexuals😒"

"hope u guys still know there's fans out there who support you two, we love you💙💙💙"

"but he doesn't treat u right unlike I would"

"for the people who think y/n doesn't treat me right because of how he looks, he's the sweetest guy I could've asked for, he knows what I like and dislike, how to cheer me up. Why can't you guys see that, is all you guys see a tall scary man with tattoos, or the sweet, loving person laying beside me"

y/n started to cry again and buried his face into yunho's thighs, Yunho brought him up to comfort him, y/n still facing away from the camera "it's okay, it's gonna be fine, we're gonna sort this out alright?" the youngest went to wipe his tears, the older leaning into those touches from him

"guys, you should stop... Look how much we're hurting him and y/n"

"oppar he'll just use you"

"look at how much they care about each other, how could you hate them?🥺🥺🥺🥺"

"guys please, I can't stand seeing him this unhappy and sad, seeing him with so many bruises and cuts, and him not even being able to face the camera because of you guys. This has to stop, or we will have to take drastic measures in order to keep ourselves save" y/n looked at his boyfriend, a bit scared but also relieved that this might just be a solution to their problem

"yunho, are you sure this is what we should do?" he asked, still unsure of what to do "I know many fans probably won't like it, but this is what I have to do if I want to keep you and myself safe" he took in a deep breath before looking back towards his phone "we will be deleting our social media from our phones, and if we catch any of you harassing me or y/n, you will be blacklisted and will get a restraining order from us" he ended the live

🐶

"are you okay baby?" y/n asked yunho  "no, I just-" he began to cry "I just can't believe that they would do so many awful things just because we're together" the older pulled him closer "I guess that's the harsh reality of idol life, because of the way you're supposed to act towards fans, it gives them a false sense of hope. I wish things were different, but sadly we can't change it, not in one day that is. This stuff is going to take time for people to accept, but i'm sure that when some more time has passed, people will accept it, as there will be more like us in the future"

"how can you be so sure of it? Maybe people will start to resent it even more" he looked up at y/n "I don't know what the future holds, but I do know we can influence it, you're a role model for people, if they see from you that it's okay, I'm sure many people will follow"

they stayed in each other's arms, eventually falling asleep, but not before saying one last thing to each other "I love you yunho, with all my heart, and I hope our country will allow us to be together till the end" yunho snuggled closer to y/n "you mean like getting married and stuff? I'd love to get married to you, and I hope we can in the future too"

They shared a quick peck before cuddling up once more and going to sleep for the night

[dangan-happy]

As much as I am popular, and you're very good looking, I'm gonna ask you to the prom now, and you will obviously say YES!

Hi, it’s Milky again (she/they). This time, everything’s been a little messy. Kokichi Ouma, help me out, please.

So what’s going on is that good things have happened recently (I got my learner’s permit, I bought my sister something and made her happy, and I even bought myself some Kokichi-themed items).

But other times, it feels like everything’s blowing up in my face. I got told off for not taking my medicine for three weeks, I got screamed at a lot, and I’m struggling with college stuff (keep in mind, I am technically a high school student taking college classes so I just feel like an outsider even on virtual classes—that doesn’t help either).

I just want some support and kind words from Kokichi. I feel like if I had my favorite character tell me something positive, then I’ll start to believe it!

Thank you. ~Milky

Hey anon! Sorry for the late reply. Welcome back, I love the fancy colors. Hey, glad to hear that good things have happened! Congrats on getting your learner's permit, driving tests suck, but you did it! Aw, that was nice of you to buy your sister something. If I had a sister, I probably wouldn't get along with her, so good job on being a good person! Hey, me themed items are the best themed items. Never forget that. 

There's a balance isn't there, good comes with bad and vice versa. Sorry to hear that the bad is hitting you pretty dang hard right now. I don't have the context, but typically taking medicine is good, unless it's not actually helping. So I guess my super brilliant advice on that part is to do what's best for your health, be it taking medicine or not taking medicine. Being screamed at is the worst, it's just painful on all levels, physical, emotional, yeah it sucks. I know this is an easy thing to say, but try to not let it get to you. Try to separate yourself from that hurt a little, and that might make it easier to heal and make a comeback. 

You're a high school student taking college classes? Wow you're either insane or crazy smart, and I have a feeling that option number two is the right answer. Wow, kudos to you for taking that step. Virtual learning sucks, and I get how it's easy to feel like an outsider. I don't think that virtual learning is exactly the best place ever to make friends, but you could always try. Just try to be social and try to join in conversations when you have the chance. Aside from that, you might have to try looking for friends outside of virtual learning, because let's face it, virtual learning doesn't offer up a whole lot of opportunities. 

I'm your favorite character?! Awww! You have excellent taste. You are clearly one of the most sophisticated people in society! Of course I'm gonna do my best to help out a fan, so get ready, here comes some support! You're obviously dealing with a lot right now, but I think you have the skills to handle it all. You're clearly smart, otherwise you wouldn't be in college, so I think you can definitely make it through the workload. It might take a little extra work at times, but you can do it, I know you have it in you. Take opportunities to talk in classes while you can, and you might surprise yourself. I know it doesn't seem like much, but it's a good foundation to build off of. As hard as it can be, be sure to put your health, like all the kinds of health that belong to you, (wow that sentence made sense) as a priority. You are a freaking incredible individual, and not because you're a fan of me. (Although that does make you even more incredible.) You can seriously do what you put your mind to. Just stay focused and use the talents that you clearly have, and you're gonna be just fine. Also, celebrate the positives! You did get some good things done, and that's amazing in itself. 

Ok, hopefully that was supportive. My hope for you is that one day you can learn to believe in yourself without the words of someone else. It's ok if you're not at that point right now, but I think a good goal would be to get there some day. So yeah, not to sound like Kaito or anything but believe in yourself! I definitely believe in you, so hopefully one day you can see how great you really are. Now go out there and do something dramatic! (But make sure it's safe. Definitely be safe) 

[blackrosesfanfic]

Chapter 235

Gwen

"The boys are sleep for tonight?" Lonnie asks. "Pea?"

"I'm just so angry right now." I blurt out.

Lonnie blows. "What happened? I don't know why you won't let me come. They all hate you but you want to be there alone."

I'm not going to tell him that I wanted to confront Cammie about whether or not he ever tried to touch her. That was obviously my mind trying to make sense of everything. The only thing I could think that would be my fault. But apparently not.

"She is mad at me because I wasn't there for her, Lonnie." I yell.

"Who, Cammie? When were you not there? All that money we paid for her education?"

I suck my teeth. "If you gonna be a dick and talk about money, let me know now."

He sighs. "I'm not. You have always been there for her. Too much, if you ask me."

"Exactly but she isn't asking us Lonnie."

"So I don't know."

I growl. "I don't know either. Lonnie, I'm just so upset with her."

"Want me to come get you?"

"No." I spat.

He sighs again. "Are you going to tell me what happened? So I can be upset too."

"We need a lawyer."

"A lawyer? What will a lawyer do? Family court lawyer? Criminal?"

I exhale. "She... Lonnie!"

"Pea? I don't know what to say to you. You hate when I don't say nothing." It sounds like he stands up. "Okay, I turned the TV off. I'm in the office with my address book. I'm listening."

"She withdrew from me and I didn't even push her to open up. Kendra told me that she was going through something hard but she would have to open up on her own. I've been stressing about this for 6 years or more. I'm so stupid."

Lonnie stays quiet for a few seconds. "Pea, open up about what?"

"Why do you think she stop wanting to go to college?"

"Because she broke up with that sorry butt football player." He says unsure.

I sigh. "Yeah but she was so in love with him. What did he suddenly do so bad? I was just happy that she broke up with him. I didn't care why. She mixed all this up and I'm just so angry at myself. I lost my little girl because I was so into myself and what I wanted for her. We should have just let her go to that dance school."

"In California!" Lonnie spats. "No. Who knows what could have happened to her?"

"But something did happen to her, Lonnie!"

"Huh?"

I jump on a tall half fallen sand castle and slide down on my ass. "Something did happen to her and she didn't even feel comfortable enough to tell me."

I just cry ignoring him and what he was saying. I just feel like shit and I don't know what to do. I don't know how to even forgive myself enough to face my daughter. I don't even know if she wants me to be there for her. I don't know my daughter anymore. It hurts so deep.

"What the hell?" Someone says.

I try to get myself together enough to get up. I'm helped up to my feet. I wipe my eyes then look up at Chris. Seems like he towers over my short self.

"Mama Cammie." He says dusting my dress off. "I'm sure sand and elegance don't go together."

"Gwen?"

I sigh. "I'm here. Thank you, Christopher."

He shrugs. "Do I just ignore you in the sand castle or ask questions?"

"I'm fine, Christopher."

"Okay, so Imma walk away. I'm walking this way so Imma come back by. Stay off the roof of the sand castle."

I narrow my eyes at him. "I said I'm fine."

"Okay." He says walking away like he didn't know me.

"Who was that?"

I blow. "Christopher. I don't know what I watch on TV but these people are nothing like TV. I don't know what I'm pouting about."

"I'm just going to come." He barks. "What happened to Jayla, Gwen?"

"She was drugged, Lonnie. She was drugged and raped. That's why she broken up with him. That's why she... oh my goodness. She was probably having panic attacks and we just forced her out the car to deal with it alone."

"Gwen, you said what!" Lonnie yells. "I'll call you back when I'm headed to the airport."

"Lonnie, I can deal with this myself." I spat.

He sucks his teeth. "I just supposed to do what? Sit here? And do nothing? Who is this guy? The football boyfriend's name was what?"

I sigh. "Lonnie, I'm capable of taking care of myself."

"An hour is enough time to pack. Where is my luggage?"

"Lonnie?"

"I'm flying to California. Family emergency." Lonnie says.

"Lonnie?"

He was not playing attention to me at all.

Alex

"Daddy?" Lexi says.

"Yeah baby." He asks turning around at the door.

She peeks in the room. "Who room is this? Oh Alex. Hi."

"Hi, Beautiful."

"Daddy did you know that Chris Brown was at this house?"

"Yes." He nods.

She puts her hands on her hips. "Daddy, did you know Sevyn Streeter was at this house?"

"Yes."

"Well how you get to this house? You know Chris Brown from TV? How?"

He guides her out of the room. "I know Chris Brown because he knows Trey Songz and Trey Songz is married to Alex's cousin Cammie."

"I know Chris Brown?" She spins back into the room.

"Go play the princess game. I told you I will be back to talk to you after I talk to Alex."

She giggles then I could hear her walking away loudly. "I'm going to ask Chris Brown to play princesses cause I know him."

I laugh. "Did you hear her?"

"No. What did she say?"

"She's going to ask Chris Brown to play with her."

He sighs. "I'm sure he will just ignore her."

I shrug. "Shit face might not ignore her."

"Aye, what's up with you? Why you fucking with Chris knowing he ain't shit with his temper? He doing all this shit and we on his dollar."

"You right."

He frowns. "Huh?"

I stand up. "I'm leaving."

"You are extreme. You not going to open up are you?" He says pushing me back down.

"Open up, Jamaal? You all in my business already. What don't you know about me?"

"How you feel." He nods.

I shrug. "I feel nothing."

He sits down near me. "Talking about feelings don't make you weak."

"I never said it did."

"I can tell something wrong with you. Something been off for a minute now." He says then touch my side. "You need some love? Some loving I should say. Cause you hateful as shit and don't need love. Some dick?"

I chuckle a bit. "Not from you."

"You take care of your mother and your father but who takes care of you? I'm curious. Who raised you?"

"Jamaal really? Get out my face."

He doesn't. He touches my thigh then roughly slides his hand down to my calf. He lifts my leg forcing me to lay back. He massages my calf then brings his hand back up my leg. Okay maybe like... I suck my teeth. This one time I could use some of whatever he got. He takes his hand to my pussy. I don't say anything or even move. He brings himself between my legs.

"No imported furniture or expensive duvets?"

"Don't talk to me."

He chuckles. "Okay, Boss Lady."

When he pulls my shorts down my anxiety kicks in. He didn't have a condom but what does it fucking matter when I'm already pregnant. Fuck I'm pregnant. This shit doesn't even happen in real life. I don't even want to calculate shit. I don't want to know when cause I could easily calculate wrong and be that woman. The one who tells one person they are the father but really doesn't know. For the convenience she never finds out. Jamaal kiss near my ear.

"Relax." He says gently kissing me.

It's not even that simple. He lifts my shirt up to my chest. I sit up a bit for him to take it off. I had on a bikini top that clipped in the front. He takes it off with no hassle like he had already been studying it. Maybe my reality is that I'm just going to have to do this alone. Make like it's not real until I'm unable to hide it.

"I'm getting all types of different vibes from you. Don't know if you wanna be loved on or fucked like a naughty hooker."

I chuckle. He raises his eyebrows then he grabs my hips. He enters me roughly. It sends all sorts of good waves up my spine. I touch his lower stomach so he wouldn't do it again. A motherfucker ain't ready for that while people around. My people here. I can't do that.

"This house too crowded for that."

"Yeah." He chuckles then leans toward.

He couldn't fucking help it. Shit. Maybe it's me that can't handle his dick. Fuck. I mean it brought back memories of the last time we fucked. How good his stroke is. Like... Jamaal is fucking annoying. All my anxiety was gone as he grabs my thigh forcing it high and his dick deeper. I bite my bottom lip trying not to curse loudly but damn it was coming from deep within. I shake my head. Jamaal grabs my face holding it still. He kisses my lips. I keep my lip tucked in as he drives deeper against everything in my fucking chest. He bites my top lip. I go to react but he uses that split second to kiss me. Niggas be trying their best to break you down and some can do it better than others. Jamaal was the wrong person to fuck with. He in my head.

"Fuck!" I say turning my head from his kiss as the orgasm intensifies.

"So you remember to hate me." He says kissing my face not caring where.

I really didn't care to ask what in the hell he talking about. He so fucking cocky. Annoying ass. I cum once again as he press his pelvis against me. Felt like our fucking bones were grinding together. Hope he doesn't think that shit will make me hate anything. He pulls his dick out of me really quick. It was so fast I had to look around to see who walked in. The fuck he doing? The door was shut. I cut my eyes at him. This nigga puts his fucking nut on me. Not just that simple. This motherfucker had nut all on my chest like I had butchered some fucking body. I sigh as my pussy throbbing and leg cramp brings me back to my orgasm.

"I've had worst shit done to me." I say nonchalantly.

"What the fuck?" He snaps.

I'm still the queen of comebacks bitch. I smirk at him. Gotta come stronger than that. Cum on my chest pisses me off yes but I'm not letting arrogance fuck up my nut. I always do shit to him that he ain't ready for. He was just staring at me. Who even fucking cums that much? I look down at my chest. It was all over my stomach.

"Maybe try my face next time."

"Put it in your fucking throat."

Jamaal you really wanna go there? I give him a look. He stares back at me with his arrogant ass. Soft ass. I'm that bitch. Somewhere deep inside I feel like I needed this. Battle of the sexes. I sit up a bit and grab my tittie then lick his cum off. I smirk then reach for him.

"Want me to fuck you now?" I ask.

He didn't know what to do. I laugh then kick him away from me. Fucking bitch. He grabs me as I'm trying to get up. I fight with him. He grabs the back of my neck with his thumb resting on my ear. The shit was paralyzing. He turns my head to him and kisses me. I shake my head. Well in my mind I was shaking my head at myself.

[addictofsupernatural]

The Tony To My Maria?

Sweet Pea x reader

Summary: y/n gets cast as Maria in the new school musical of West Side Story, but when there's more than one candate for Tony, conflicts arise.

Requested by: @skeletalwolfcat

Word Count: 2367

"Well, it would be a great opportunity. You wouldn't get the role right away, but I think you have a fighting chance. If you were to get the role, you would be working with y/n as the other lead and-"

"I'll do it." Sweet Pea responded. Your name was all he needed to hear.

Kevin was caught off guard. He figured that he would need to persuade him. "Really?"

"Y/n's going to be in the musical?"

He nodded. "She would be playing your love interest."

"Then I'm in. When do I show up?"

He definitely wasn't expecting this. "Uh, after school at the auditorium."

"Great. I'll be there." And with that he left. Sweet Pea didn't care much for musicals or plays, but he knew you did. He's seen West Side Story before with you, and he knew that Maria kisses Tony. He wouldn't let some Northside Bulldog make out with you and take you away from him. They weren't worthy for you. Besides, kissing you would be a bonus.

After school he saw a similar girl in a similar serpent jacket sitting in one of the seats to the auditorium. He went over to you, sitting right next to you and putting his head on your shoulder as you were invested in reading the script. "Whatcha got there?"

You put your head up to look at him. He brought his head up as well, smiling at you. You gave him the biggest smile ever. If there was anyone that made you feel more at home, it'd be Sweet Pea. You dove into a hug, happy to see your crush. "Sweet Pea! What are you doing here?"

You pulled your head back, still smiling. "You haven't heard?" You shook your head. "I'm gonna be trying out to get Tony."

"Yay! You're gonna be amazing, and I hope you'll get the role." You patted his chest, sitting back into your seat.

This is what he loved about you. Even though you came from the Southside, you were always cheerful and saw the best in him. You and him were also very touchy and comfortable with each other. The only problem with your relationship is that neither of you had the guts to tell each other how you felt.

"So who's ass do I have to kick to get the role?"

You bit your lip, looking down at your script. "You won't like it."

Kevin then called for everyone to get in a circle. He then introduced everybody and their role, saving the ones auditioning for Tony last. "And finally, the one role that isn't locked in yet will be auditioned for throughout the week. Sweet Pea," Sweet Pea stood at this. "Reggie Mantle," As he stood, he remained eye contact with Sweet Pea, whose eyes widened. "And Archie Andrews. They will all be auditioning for the role of Tony."

As Sweet Pea stared at the two other men in annoyance, he felt a hand slip its way into his. He looked down and saw you smile as you held his hand. They all sat, and Reggie gave Sweet Pea a smirk at the sight of you and him. Sweet Pea felt a lot of things, and threatened was one of them.

"It's fine." You whispered. "You'll do great."

Kevin clasped his hands together. "So first, we'll see how well each of you are with the other lead, which is y/n y/l/n." You then stood, sitting back down after waving to everybody. "First up, Archie."

Each of the three guys would be doing a different scene with you. Archie and you did the scene where Tony comes to visit Maria at night, and Reggie and you did the scene where Tony and Maria imagine their wedding. Both scenes had Sweet Pea fuming, Reggie being the biggest source.

During the whole scene, Reggie kept looking back at him while he smiled, as if telling him that he's trying to steal what Sweet Pea wants. "Reggie." Kevin called out in the middle of the scene. Everybody then turned to look at Kevin. "Stay focused on the acting please."

You started the scene again, and Reggie annoyedly looked away from a smug Sweet Pea. After what felt like forever to you, the scene ended. It was Sweet Pea's turn now. You both were secretly excited, but all extremely nervous. In the scene you two would be doing, you two kiss.

As Sweet Pea got on the stage, you could tell that he felt uncomfortable. He kept awkwardly shifting, and didn't know what to do with his arms. "It's okay," you whispered. "You'll be great." Your smile made him feel a sense of calmness.

You both started, committing to the characters. Part of what you two were saying was just acting, but a small part of you both had some truth in your lines. When you kissed, you didn't think about it. You just melted into the kiss, feeling right for your lips to be pressed against each other.

You slowly backed away from the kiss, his eyes never leaving yours. "I loved that." Kevin announced as he clapped his hands, snapping both of you out of your trance. "Tomorrow we'll be working on dance moves, so until 4:30 everybody practice your lines."

"That was good." You said shyly to Sweet Pea with a small smile. "You did good."

He rubbed the back of his neck. "Thanks. You did good too."

You were about to say something, when Reggie interrupted the two of you. "Y/n, hey. You did good back there."

"Thanks." You said tightly.

You knew of the boy's fondness for you, and you couldn't want anything less. He had disrespected your friends as well as the Serpents, and you didn't like the way you caught him looking at you at times.

Being around him didn't feel the same as being around Sweet Pea. Sweet Pea knew how to make you feel special and safe, he knew how to make you laugh and feel better. Your mood got increasingly better when he entered the room. You didn't feel that way with Reggie.

You then thought of a way to mess with him. "Didn't Sweet Pea do an amazing job too?!" You smiled at Reggie, putting a hand on Sweet Pea's shoulder.

He shrugged, looking at Sweet Pea. "I've seen worse."

"I think he did awesome." You got a little closer to the serpent boy. Sweet Pea smiled, knowing what you were doing.

"Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to go over some of the script together." He took a step closer to you.

You didn't know how to turn him down in a nice way, but the boy beside you helped you out. "Sorry dude, she's practicing with me." He then put an arm around your waist and pulled you into his side, fitting perfectly.

He looked at the two of you, defeated. "Well, if you don't want to practice with losers anymore, I'll be over there." He then walked away.

Sweet Pea stared at the bulldog. "I don't like the way he looks at you."

"I don't like the way he looks at me either, but it's whatever. It's not he's got any chance. He's too much of a dick." You said, the two of you sitting where the audience seats were.

He smiled at ruffled your hair. "Good girl." You giggled.

When rehearsal was almost over, the two of you stood from your seats. "I'm starving." You said. "Pop's sounds pretty good right now."

Reggie heard this and appeared behind you. "Would you wanna go with me to Pop's?" He smirked. "I'm paying."

You perked up, Sweet Pea noticing mischief in your eyes. You turned around, facing Reggie. "That sounds awesome, we could all go and get to know each other!"

"Wait-"

"Guys!" You called out, everybody turning to you. "Reggie just said he'd treat us all Pop's! Let's go!" Everybody cheered, and you faced Reggie again. "Thanks a bunch, Reg. I'm gonna ride there with Sweets. See you there!"

You walked off with Sweet Pea's arm around your shoulder, Reggie stumped and standing there. "Did you just finesse him into buying us food?" Sweet Pea asked.

"And I managed to dodge a probably crappy date." You smiled cheekily.

"Marry me." He teased. You pretended that didn't make you go crazy inside.

"Sure thing babe, but let's get some dinner first." He loved it when you made quick comebacks. You both high fived and walked to his bike.

The next day at rehearsal Kevin quickly picked up that you were a much better dancer that most, as well as a quick learner, so he had you help out the group of Shark Ladies that would be dancing.

Sweet Pea, Reggie and Archie were all next to each other as Kevin gave out the next instructions. "We will be seeing which of you guys can dance. Tony's dancing is all slow and sweet, so I wanna see how you all do in that department. You will each dance with Veronica."

"Yo, what happened to y/n?" Reggie asked.

"She's preoccupied at the moment." Kevin nodded to you dancing and twirling along in the front of a group of girls, a big smile on your face. "Don't worry about her right now. Just focus on the task in front of you."

All three of them danced with Veronica as everyone watched. Sweet Pea felt nervous again, with no you to make him feel better. At least not until he noticed you smiling at him and giving him two big thumbs up. He then flowed easily, thinking of how happy you would be if the two of you were dancing together on performing night.

Once he was done he went straight to you, with you responding with a hug. "That was so good. See, you don't have chicken legs. Fangs owes me ten bucks now, so thank you for that." He laughed and hugged you again, twirling you around.

"Wow," you both turned to Kevin, who was staring at Archie and Veronica. "You two are like your own Tony and Maria."

Sweet Pea looked down at you. "Huh. Looks like you got some competition."

You looked at him and shrugged, a smile still on your face. "Eh. Maria, Anita, it doesn't matter to me. As long as I'm playing a Shark girl I'm happy."

"Okay everybody! Practice is over for today." Kevin announced.

You began to grab your things when Sweet Pea went up to you. "Hey, uh, so I think I need some help with my lines. Maybe you could help me?"

Your back was turned to him, so you didn't see him rub his neck shyly. You spun around, a smile on your face. "Of course! We could practice tonight if you want." He put an arm around you and agreed.

The next few couple of days Sweet Pea did his best to try to get the role, with the help of you. He couldn't let Reggie kiss you. He couldn't let him touch you.

Kevin brought everyone together at the end of a practice. "So, I have finally picked the role of Toni." Everybody waited. "After a long thought process, I decided to go with Archie." Everybody clapped, and you frowned when you saw a disappointed Sweet Pea.

Kevin then announced that Sweet Pea would be Bernardo. You apologized to Sweet Pea, and he told you not to worry about it. That he could still watch over you to make sure Archie didn't try anything. You could see that he was sad.

As everybody left, you went up to Kevin. "Is it okay if we make a slight change in the casting? I think I have a better idea."

The next day was dress rehearsal. Sweet Pea got into his position and waited for Veronica to come out of the changing rooms to start. But she didn't. Who came out was you, in Anita's costume.

"What're you doing?" He asked as you stood next to him.

"You didn't hear?" He shook his head. You smiled brightly. "I had Kevin switch me and Veronica's roles to make you feel better. Tada!" You giggled. You then began to play with your dress as you swayed from side to side. "What do you think?"

He knew how much you loved this musical. How much you loved Maria's character. How much you gave up by switching roles for him. It sent a surge of warmth through him. That's why he wasn't thinking when he crashed his lips with yours.

You were shocked, and before you could reciprocate, he pulled away, eyes wide. "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean– I didn't..."

When Kevin came into the auditorium, Sweet Pea stormed off. "What just happened?" He asked.

"I'll go get him." You said, speed walking to where you saw Sweet Pea leave. He was down the hall, sitting on the floor with his face buried in his hands. You walked over to him and sat next to him, gently pulling his wrists down for him to see you. "Hi."

His eyes were watery, tears threatening to spill. He was mad at himself. "I shouldn't have done that. I get it if you're mad."

You gave him a small smile, wiping away the small tears that came down. "Do you like me?"

He let out a small laugh, a smile forming on his face. "Course, who wouldn't?"

You crawled in between his legs, putting your weight on your knees as you rested your hands on his shoulders. "How much do you like me?"

His expression became a bit softer. "More than I like myself, I'll let you that much."

You chuckled and shook your head. "You should care for yourself more. You always worry about me, and take it upon yourself to protect me from anything or any guy." He breathed out a small laugh. "You always make sure I'm happy. You deserve to love yourself more. You're perfect. That's why I love you."

He looked at you in the eye, and he knew that you meant every word from the bottom of your heart. He lightly brushed his fingers against your cheek. "Can I kiss you?"

You leaned into his touch. "Please." He wrapped his other arm around your waist, tugging you to him where your lips met. You softly tugged at the back of his hair as you say on his lap. You then pulled away for breath, letting out a light laugh. "Y'know you never told me what you thought of my dress."

"Perfect." He said. "You are, and will always be, perfect."

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Author Note: Sorry this took long ~^~

[punkscowardschampions]

Amelia & Jac

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Amelia: now I am Amelia: you're full of 😍🥰😘 Jac: not for you Amelia: that was the joke Amelia: because you want this to be one Jac: you're the joke, this is just pathetic Amelia: yeah, I am Jac: what is this even achieving Amelia: this conversation? nothing Amelia: I don't know what else I expected though Amelia: you're never sorry or missing me the same, you only have one regret Jac: I haven't got any regrets Jac: sorry to break that to you Amelia: 💋 Sav counts Jac: I don't regret it Amelia: she'd probably still be here if you hadn't Amelia: and you do want her here Jac: doesn't mean I take it back Jac: but actually, I take back anything I've ever done with you, there you go Amelia: okay Amelia: because I deserve that for not dramatically shunning your brother anymore Jac: yes, you do Jac: you've made your choice, so I get to make mine Amelia: no, you've made it for me by making yours Jac: you're the one who decided to cosy up to Jesse Amelia: look over at whoever you're cosying up to right now and tell yourself yet again that this is my fault Amelia: for fuck's sake Jac: you're mad because you literally have yourself to blame Jac: I know what I did, you're literally that fucking stupid you don't? Jac: okay Amelia: I'm upset because it's still so fucking easy for you to pretend that I don't exist Jac: Whatever, I'm not going to dignify this conversation with a response Jac: you've made your bed Amelia: you are giving me a response by saying you're not going to Amelia: I've done silence from you, I'm aware what it looks like Jac: if you regret your decision that's 1. your fault and 2. your problem Amelia: yeah Jac: you think you're right because you cry about it Jac: no, just because you know how the sympathy vote works, doesn't mean you deserve it Jac: you fucked me over first Amelia: I don't think I'm right Amelia: I can't remember the last time I thought that Jac: again, what the fuck can I do about that Amelia: I don't know Jac: nothing Jac: your life is a wreck and me saying I love you back or giving you a fucking cuddle is not going to fix that Jac: as if I have the energy or time right now Amelia: of course not, it's only worth your time and energy if you can ruin it Amelia: sorry, tonight I don't need you for that Jac: Good Jac: I don't need you at all Amelia: until you do Jac: so you're a doormat Jac: and a fucking liability to boot now Jac: get a grip, Amelia, for God's sake Amelia: on what? Amelia: I don't have anything to keep hold of Jac: why should I know or care Jac: figure it out Amelia: because you're telling me what to do Amelia: which you wouldn't bother to do if you didn't care, even if it's only about yourself Amelia: I'm not going to tell him, you can stop lashing out Jac: Oh yeah and I'd believe you, why, exactly Jac: when you're not pissed you're an emotional wreck Jac: liability, as I said, so no thanks Amelia: I haven't yet Amelia: but if you won't trust me by now, I have no idea when or why you ever would Jac: Trust, that's a good one Amelia: I know Jac: I can't trust you any more than Savannah could trust me Amelia: that isn't true Jac: that's exactly true Jac: I turned you down, you stopped being my friend Jac: that's your form, that's your record Amelia: no Jac: yes Jac: you'd rather be friends with Jesse Amelia: I'd rather be friends with you Amelia: you won't let me Jac: it's the definition of a bit late now Jac: you punished me for wanting to be friends with Sav Jac: you can't take it back Amelia: I would if I could Jac: platitude helps no one Amelia: I've said sorry Amelia: I keep saying it Jac: It doesn't change anything Amelia: why don't things that have happened since count for anything? Jac: because we're just doing what we have to to survive Amelia: you've told me it matters Jac: anything that could ever happen between us, would always be because nothing can happen between me and her Jac: and that's the truth Amelia: I'm drunk, not stupid Amelia: I know the truth Jac: then you're fucked up Amelia: obviously Jac: how could I ever love you over her Jac: fucking hell Amelia: you can't and you don't Amelia: she's on a fucking pedestal ☁ 👼🏾 Jac: yeah, because she isn't a fucking trainwreck Amelia: because she isn't here and it was never real Amelia: I don't want to be worshipped, I want to be cared about Jac: it was real Amelia: and one sided Jac: no Jac: anyway, that isn't what I'm talking about Jac: I liked her because she had goals, knew what she was going to do with her life, and did things with it in the meantime Jac: even if she didn't reciprocate the rest, that was and remains true Amelia: good for her Amelia: we all have goals Jac: where? Jac: all you wanna do is get trashed and avoid any and all work Jac: you're like my kid fucking sister, there's fuck all attractive about that Amelia: I don't need to have a Phd planned at 15 for it to be considered a future Amelia: and you've never even asked me about it Jac: yeah, okay, in 15 years of friendship it never came up Jac: you try so hard to be 😎 and it just made you fucking boring Jac: in comparison, in general Amelia: in 15 years of friendship you decided I was a screw up Amelia: and boring apparently Jac: blame me for your lack of ambition and passion Jac: it's the role you wanted to play Jac: and yeah, Savannah is better Amelia: you have to have everyone playing a role because you are Amelia: I have ambition and passion, loads of things I want to do Jac: if that makes you feel better about yourself Amelia: it's all ages away, so no, not really Jac: My condolences Jac: the point is, there's nothing you can say to convince me, so just focus on yourself Amelia: the point is, I'll never be her Amelia: I'm not giving you my condolences back Jac: I know that Jac: if you'd deluded yourself any different that's just sad Amelia: I love you, the delusion is that's enough Amelia: and very sad Jac: yeah Jac: it isn't Jac: no one should settle for that Amelia: thanks for stating the painfully obvious Jac: it is you who can't seem to grasp it so Jac: if you need to be told over and over so be it Amelia: scroll back up to where you said that's my problem and my fault Amelia: you're the one who needs to keep telling me, repeating yourself and repeating yourself Jac: because you won't fucking stop Amelia: neither will you Amelia: but okay, maybe you won't come back this time, we'll both pretend to believe that if you like Jac: I don't tell you I love you Jac: or try to be your friend Jac: or anything so fucking gay Amelia: I hope it makes you feel really straight Jac: it's not even that, it's just pathetic Amelia: then I'm pathetic, I don't have a snappy comeback for you Jac: yeah, you are Jac: you fit Amelia: fine Jac: yeah Amelia: bye then Jac: fuck you Amelia: 😂 romantic as that sounds, I'll have to pass Amelia: if only you were here Jac: yeah, you're so amused Amelia: I don't feel anything right now Jac: so happy for you Amelia: 🙂 Jac: is this necessary? Amelia: what? Jac: why are you still here? Amelia: why are you? Jac: I'm home Jac: not having the best party ever Amelia: same Jac: awh Amelia: 👧🏻💔 Jac: you can't even do that right Amelia: oops Jac: I'm not laughing Amelia: I'll do it for you, don't worry Jac: Whatever Jac: this is beyond tedious Amelia: 🥺🥺🥺 Jac: you're pissing me off now Amelia: I pissed you off ages ago Jac: so stop Amelia: stop yourself, you've put yourself in the role of someone who's less of a wreck Amelia: all you have to do is play it for tonight Jac: I'm not dictated to by you Jac: that's the role you've been happy to play Jac: I'll do what I want, as per Amelia: okay Jac: I'm going back over Amelia: do you want me to care where you're going or not? it's a mixed message that I'm either too drunk or not drunk enough to decode Jac: You can tell my brother Jac: more for you two to 😢 and drink over Jac: so welcome Amelia: I don't know where he is, sorry Jac: that tracks for the kind of friend you are Amelia: he's not my Savannah Amelia: we're not joined at the hip Jac: yeah, and that's the only friend you know how to be Jac: what's the point if it's not ❤ yeah Amelia: the point is, I'm not a good friend, you already said it Jac: Ask Is if you want a second opinion Jac: though she lays down as quick as you so you know Amelia: I believe you, that's why I agreed Amelia: I don't want to talk to Is Jac: no wonder Jac: it'd mean more coming from her if she had the balls Amelia: you mean the most, that's why it's coming from you Jac: had another drink, have you? Amelia: 🥂 Jac: yeah, it means so much Amelia: it doesn't mean anything Amelia: I'm just waiting for something to happen Jac: like what Amelia: 💊 to kick in or 🚨 to start Jac: 🙄 Jac: could you stoop any lower Amelia: challenge accepted Jac: and why shouldn't I call 🚨 or your parents Amelia: my parents will be too 😍🥰😘 to answer but if you want to beat the neighbours to the shut down, go for it Jac: I care even less about ruining their good time Amelia: that's why you shouldn't bother calling then Amelia: might seem like you care Jac: I only care about ruining things Jac: so yeah, nice try Amelia: there's fuck all to ruin, it's not fun Jac: your parents 😍🥰😘 Amelia: try if you think you can Jac: you forget I've met them Jac: the phone is never off just in case you need them Amelia: well I phoned them earlier and it was Jac: you never try hard enough Amelia: 😂 right Jac: ta ta 👋 Amelia: 👋 Jac: [obviously whether we call her parents or not is not really relevant 'cos the police would, soz Amelia] Amelia: [you knew it was inevitable gal] Jac: [oh what fun] Amelia: [soz to her parents just trying to have a nice vday] Jac: [you wish hens, kids ruin everything lol] Amelia: [at least you only have one] Jac: [unlucky JJ lmao, and all so close in age, you fucked up] Amelia: [lollll] Jac: [do you want Jesse to be there, get in trouble? 'cos that'd be a reason to carry this convo on tomorrow, like] Amelia: [good idea because he would stay instead of just legging it like jude did] Jac: [you silly soft boy] Amelia: [trying to help everyone but not really helping anyone what a #mood] Jac: [that's so real but rude] Jac: [anyway, I'm gonna roll up on you] Jac: What the fuck? Amelia: You tell me Jac: Okay, I will tell you Jac: stay away from my family Amelia: or you could tell Jesse Amelia: I told him to leave plenty of times Jac: You should have made him Jac: Whatever problem you have with me, you can take it out on me Jac: don't drag him into your bullshit, alright Amelia: I did everything I could Amelia: he's as stubborn as you are Jac: You had to get him involved, didn't you Jac: had to be his mate Amelia: it's not transition year, I have to go to lessons Jac: You didn't have to Jac: don't bullshit Jac: you weren't his friend before Amelia: it's not like we're best friends now Jac: well, if you're going to, be a fucking better one to him Jac: this isn't okay, whatever mess you're in Amelia: I'm well aware Jac: that's not enough Jac: how are you going to make it right? Amelia: what do you want me to say? I don't want him doing any of this Jac: Well, I found a way to make him stop Jac: it's not actually that hard Amelia: he's not taking my no for an answer Jac: You're so selfish Amelia: if you can do better, do it Jac: no, you take some accountability, you useless bitch Amelia: so can he Jac: for what? Jac: being nice to your sorry ass? Amelia: exactly that, yeah Amelia: I didn't ask him to, it was literally the opposite Jac: then you make him stop Jac: because that's the problem with you, you want him to Jac: you want everyone to like you, you're so fucking needy Amelia: I don't give a fuck if nobody likes me Amelia: we're not 15 anymore Jac: that's believable Jac: anyway, then it shouldn't be an issue for you, so do it Amelia: is that everything? Jac: No, bitch, it isn't Amelia: so just say what you came to say Jac: How about you do something Jac: that is what I came here for Jac: you think I trust you to just do it? nah Jac: proof is required Amelia: how about you and your brother leave me alone Jac: How about you have to tell him yourself Jac: because you decided to be his bestie and rub it in my face Jac: so grow the fuck up and sort it out now Amelia: yeah because everything is about you Amelia: he decided to Jac: it is with you Jac: and I don't care how you want to sell it, Amelia Amelia: and I don't care what you decide to buy into Amelia: I don't want friends, I just fuck it all up Amelia: I definitely don't want him as one when he reminds me of you Jac: Good Jac: leave him alone Amelia: I have Amelia: he won't leave me alone because he cares Jac: I've told you, make him not Jac: you don't leave him with a choice Amelia: I don't have the energy to fight him off every time he can't or won't take a hint Jac: I swear to God Amelia: whatever threat it is, I'm not interested in hearing it Amelia: carry it out or don't Jac: it's no threat Jac: I'm done with you Jac: I don't know why we were ever friends Amelia: I knew that last night, there's no need to repeat it again today Amelia: even you don't change your mind that quickly Amelia: and we were never friends, you've repeated that more than enough times as well Jac: I'm serious Jac: why did we last as long as we did Jac: there is nothing even Jac: we have nothing in common Amelia: yeah, me too, I seriously don't care anymore Jac: then do what I've asked and we will have no reason to ever talk again Amelia: we already have no reason to Amelia: the one thing we have in common is neither of us want Jess around, so don't pretend you care Jac: He's my brother Jac: I get that you don't understand what that's like, but certain things override whatever I might be feeling personally Amelia: you're acting like it now to have a go at me Amelia: but my parents get first dibs at that, sorry Jac: yeah because everything is about you Jac: oh boohoo Jac: you're hungover and your soft-touch parents are mad at you Jac: I don't care Amelia: there's no other reason to prolong this conversation if it isn't, we're talked about Jess Amelia: there's nothing else to say about it if he still wants to be friends with me after how I treated him or if he doesn't Jac: because you missed the bit where I asked for proof? Jac: make use of your last remaining brain cell and make it fast Amelia: no, I disregarded it because I don't fucking owe you anything Jac: you owe him Amelia: I told him to leave me alone, the rest is up to him Jac: then show me that Amelia: [the convo receipts from whenever he left and tried to check in] Jac: Thanks Amelia: fuck you Jac: No shit 🙄 Amelia: neither of you listen Amelia: despite barely talking Jac: you can take this up with him when he invariably comes back because you didn't try hard enough Amelia: great Jac: you went there Jac: or do you want me to believe my brother is so gregarious he just threw himself at you Amelia: he does this thing where he goes out of his way to include people, I get that you don't understand what that's like because you shot your only shot with Savannah Jac: No, I get that he felt sorry for you Jac: it was my mistake for not recognising you're seriously not above that Amelia: why would I be above sitting by him in some classes? it's not a marriage proposal Jac: yeah, why would you have any self-respect Jac: why wouldn't you be Is 2.0 Jac: I should never have given you any more credit than her Jac: and I won't make the same mistake again Amelia: you never have, don't worry Amelia: you're still riding high with no regrets or mistakes Jac: you spoilt brat Jac: ask Is if it ever felt the same Jac: you got a taste of it when I met Savannah and you couldn't fucking hack it Amelia: I'm not going to ask Is anything Amelia: and no, I couldn't fucking hack you being in love with her Jac: and you think she could? Amelia: I don't think or care about her Jac: That's nice, isn't it Amelia: so? Jac: so, you expect me to care about you Jac: and you don't care about Is at all Jac: we were all friends Amelia: I literally don't expect anything from you now Amelia: and we were friends when you want to use that to make a point and weren't when you need that to be true Jac: you need to think we were more than that Amelia: I already know we weren't Jac: yeah? Amelia: yeah Jac: then we really are done now Amelia: great Jac: Hardly but it's something Amelia: I'm thrilled you have something to ✔ off your to-do list Jac: You can drop the sarcasm Amelia: I can do whatever I want, yeah Jac: and you know exactly what that is Amelia: maybe, maybe not Jac: it's not my business if you lied about knowing Amelia: it's not your business either way Amelia: maybe I'll change all my plans now Jac: maybe Amelia: the catholic school threat is less of a joke with every passing day Jac: worked for Savannah Amelia: true Jac: how fun for you Amelia: it's my number 1 priority after all, chasing the fun Jac: obviously Amelia: I have to go now Amelia: fire any last shots Jac: I've got nothing Amelia: okay Jac: Alright Jac: bye Amelia: good morning Jac: on what planet Amelia: we've said bye so many times it doesn't feel like a real word Jac: yeah Jac: I know Jac: I mean to mean it every time Amelia: at least you mean it now Jac: yeah Amelia: thanks Jac: least I could do Amelia: the least you could do is stop replying to me, but alright Jac: I don't owe you anything either Jac: that would be a kindness Amelia: would it? Jac: you keep asking for it so Jac: assumedly Amelia: because you keep saying you're done Amelia: it's a kindness for yourself if anything Jac: yeah, that's really my jam Amelia: maybe you're planning to turn over a new 🍃 Amelia: it's none of my business Jac: yeah Jac: I'm thriving, you're so right Amelia: I wouldn't go that far, even as the dramatic one Jac: so let's not bullshit Amelia: oh, it's only okay when you do it, gotcha Jac: I've not Amelia: over 15 years of friendship you have constantly Jac: oh, we're really going to go over every little thing I did or didn't do in 15 years? Amelia: no Amelia: but we're not just pretending you always tell the truth Jac: who does Jac: that would be stupid and irresponsible Amelia: Jude, so that tracks Jac: nah Jac: omission is more of a lie than it is a truth Jac: and she does that all the time Amelia: I wish she'd do it to me Amelia: my headache is 75% her showing up last night Jac: did she tell you she thinks your house looks like a nursing home? Jac: 'cos that is what I was thinking by omission Amelia: I remember her picking up a lot of my mum's shit, but not what she said Jac: I think she needs to be tested Jac: multiple times Amelia: 😂 Jac: seriously, is she slightly deaf Jac: is it behavioural, something wrong with her brain chemistry Jac: the possibilities are endless Amelia: I'll go get tested with her Jac: yeah, befriend another one of them, that's exactly what I set out to achieve Amelia: you achieved what you set out to do Jac: only if you don't turn around and ruin it Amelia: I won't Jac: you're more suited Amelia: what are you talking about? Jac: you and Jude over you and Jesse Amelia: I don't think she likes me, sorry to throw a 🔧 into your virgo-ishness Jac: she thinks you're breaking Jesse's heart Amelia: how? Jac: she thinks he's in love with you Jac: but obviously, you are a massive gay Amelia: oh, him and loads of other lads then Jac: yes, but he is her brother Jac: so maybe she's gonna give you dirty looks from across the hall Amelia: I'll try not to fall in love with her over it Jac: ew Jac: you're vile Amelia: the meaner she is to me, the more likely it is, clearly Jac: that's not funny Amelia: it is a bit Jac: it's not though Jac: she's my little sister Amelia: whatever Jac: don't whatever me Jac: if you go near her, I will actually kill you Jac: it's disgusting, so shut up Amelia: I'm not going to go anywhere near her Jac: don't Amelia: why would I? It's Jude Amelia: she's as close to a little sister as I've got Jac: I don't know why you do anything Jac: to be honest Amelia: yeah you do Jac: it's not the reason I'm doing the degree Amelia: but it's a reason you'll be good at it Jac: you want to take partial credit for my future success now? Amelia: I couldn't if I wanted to Jac: I don't think graduation is like the oscars Amelia: now that I know that I won't need to bother going Jac: 🙄 Jac: you'll be on your 5th gap year or something Amelia: I'm not taking one Jac: right, you've changed your plans Amelia: no, I decided that ages ago Amelia: I'm sticking to it, if anything Jac: it's a massive waste of time Jac: especially when you pretty much have to take that mandatory one as is Amelia: 🥱 Jac: shut up Amelia: 🥱🥱🥱 Jac: 😒 Jac: goodbye then Amelia: okay bye Jac: what did your parents say Amelia: why would I bore you with that when you already think I'm like coma inducing Jac: maybe it'll be funny Amelia: it wasn't Jac: I bet your mum cried Amelia: of course she did Amelia: the state of the 🏠 was enough reason Jac: yeah Jac: well, well done Amelia: thank you Amelia: it's been ages since I've been praised Jac: probably going the wrong way about it from mummy and daddy Amelia: yeah Jac: so fun though, right Jac: worrying everyone to death Amelia: duh Jac: well I did it first Jac: don't think you're special or anything Amelia: you've well and truly killed that possibility, not only do I know I'm not special, I know everyone else agrees Amelia: what other validation could I ever need Jac: you wanted a reaction Jac: you got it Amelia: no, I didn't want to sit in an empty house while you went on a 'date' Amelia: I got that Jac: and the reaction I'm getting to that is still just wonderful Jac: thanks for asking Amelia: you know why I haven't Jac: Darla thinks I should just run with it Amelia: meaning what? Jac: own the whole slut thing Amelia: and what do you think? Jac: I don't know Jac: I don't exactly have a choice Jac: the other viable option is going out with him, like he chose me and not the other girl, but I don't know Amelia: you mean you don't want to Jac: only because he'll probably cheat and I don't want to look that kind of stupid either Amelia: option 3 is going out with her Jac: ha ha Amelia: you're right, she's probably not going to stay faithful either Jac: you're so unfunny Amelia: because I'm not in a 🤡 mood or here to make you laugh Jac: then stop making stupid suggestions Amelia: why? so I can make a real suggestion that you'll like even less Jac: you suggesting something you know I won't do is entirely pointless Amelia: this entire conversation is Jac: maybe you'd be helpful for once Jac: but no Amelia: I'm not going to tell you to date him or to fuck more boys just like him, and that's all you want to hear Jac: you know, not everyone is so sure of themselves like you Jac: and that's alright Amelia: I've never put a label on you and I never will Amelia: that doesn't mean this is alright with me Jac: nothing but me declaring my undying love would be with you Amelia: it's not about what you won't say, it's about what you have Amelia: you're fucking horrible to me Jac: duh Jac: I'm horrible to everyone Amelia: just stop talking to me the way you have to everyone Jac: I'm not talking to you Amelia: you are though Amelia: you literally just said you want my help Jac: so? Jac: I use everyone when I need to Amelia: so go and use someone else Jac: easy Amelia: then go and do it instead of bragging Jac: I'm not beholden to what you want, or your time schedule Jac: you can just go away Amelia: no shit Amelia: if I could go away I would have Jac: Stop whining, honestly Jac: cry to me when they get you sectioned instead of catholic school Amelia: I'll be too thrilled Jac: 🎻 Amelia: *🙌 Jac: you're such a baby Amelia: if only Jac: ugh no Jac: I can't do this conversation again Amelia: then don't Amelia: fuck off Jac: waiting for my ride, tah Amelia: I didn't ask because I don't want to know or care Jac: yeah Jac: people who don't care throw parties in reaction Jac: get a grip Jac: at least I'm not pretending I don't care about Savannah Amelia: I said I don't want to care, the same way I don't want to know Amelia: and of course you're not because how else would you hurt me whenever you feel like it if you did Jac: I couldn't pretend not to if I wanted to Jac: and oddly enough, that's not about you Amelia: no, the 💔 it causes me is just a bonus for you Amelia: nothing is actually about me Jac: Seeing people happy upsets me, it isn't a strictly you thing Jac: in the most positive sense, of course Amelia: I know, we've had that conversation Amelia: because that's all we do, say the same shit over and over Jac: you think I'm gonna change my tune Jac: that why you're sticking around Amelia: I literally can't get away from you unless they do bother to send me somewhere else Jac: Charming Jac: I can't do much more to fucking disappear, Amelia Amelia: me either Amelia: I've basically begged them now and my bags aren't packed so Jac: fuck you Amelia: yeah Jac: go Jac: now Amelia: you heard me, there's nowhere Amelia: unless I crash my 🚗 into a 🌳 Jac: I don't care Jac: please go Amelia: you go Amelia: I make everything else really easy for you Jac: do you fuck Amelia: when isn't it? it's all on your bullshit terms as and when you decide what they are Jac: 'cos that's all you fucking care about Jac: is that bit Amelia: because it fucking matters Jac: what matters is my life is a fucking wreck Jac: and you don't care about that, at all Amelia: that's such a fucking lie Jac: it just ain't Amelia: I can't fix it, that doesn't mean I don't care Jac: except you literally don't Jac: and you just wait for me to hit you up Amelia: if you need proof of that too, just tell me what Jac: the proof is here Jac: you wanna leave too Jac: do it Amelia: I don't want to, I have to Amelia: you haven't given me any choice Jac: then I can't say you're any different Jac: because you won't be Amelia: you've already said I'm no different Amelia: and you ended it Jac: you don't listen Jac: or understand Amelia: because that isn't the reaction you want Amelia: I can't do either of those things when I'm angry or upset Jac: I don't want that Jac: a reaction based on guesswork of what you think I want Jac: a performance Amelia: it's a reaction based on how you've made me feel, nothing else Jac: then why does it feel so fake Amelia: I don't know Amelia: I can't be any realer Amelia: I give you everything Jac: I get why she left Jac: love makes you different Jac: it's sort of repulsive Jac: you wouldn't, the you I know Jac: knew Jac: wouldn't just do that, put up with all this Jac: but you do and I did for her and it's sickening Amelia: my parents are in love and they don't act like this Amelia: neither do yours Jac: so you don't love me Amelia: of course I do but there's clearly something wrong with me too Jac: there's nothing about this to be embraced Jac: to celebrate or want Jac: it's awful Jac: I feel awful, all the time Amelia: I know Amelia: I take drugs now, as of last night, that's not what planned for my future Jac: it's no worse than being known as that girl Jac: see, you can't say she doesn't have the right idea Jac: she doesn't fucking care about any of them Jac: she's living it up and doesn't have to deal with any of this Amelia: I'd rather die than say she has the right idea about anything, on principle Jac: 🙄 Jac: whatever Jac: she's happy, you're not Jac: and I'm not Amelia: all we see is her feed, I could be happy on there if I thought it mattered Jac: Please Jac: do you really think Savannah is becoming an addict or having threesomes Amelia: no because she has different coping mechanisms Jac: it's not coping if you're thriving Amelia: when I had a girlfriend I still thought about you, maybe she is Amelia: you're the one who gave the 'not everyone is as sure as me' speech Jac: except she is definitely straight and that was beyond apparent when I kissed her Jac: or at the very least, she's not thinking about me Amelia: maybe not, because she's hardly thriving, her parents are fucked and she hates catholic school Amelia: *but Jac: that's just what her dad tells your mum, or people who then tell your mum, whatever Jac: you know how high his expectations are Jac: if she's not tap dancing home every day she's suicidal Amelia: I'm just saying, unless you ever actually talk to her you won't know Amelia: if I'd have kissed you when I first thought about it, you'd have lost it too Jac: that won't be happening because I'm blocked Jac: and she's not gonna suddenly have the urge to reach out Amelia: not now Jac: not ever Jac: as sweet as it is to hold out hope for me Jac: I'm not personally gonna kid myself Jac: I was there, I know what happened Amelia: okay Jac: I'll never do it again Amelia: what? hope or 💋 anyone Amelia: because your new boyfriend won't last very long if it's 💋 Jac: hope, yeah Jac: but I meant ❤ Amelia: I'm not waiting for the declaration, that's in your head Jac: you are Jac: because I've said the opposite enough times for you to have heard that loud and clear Amelia: I gave up ages before any of this happened Jac: then what Amelia: this over nothing Jac: that's Amelia: you can't hurt me by calling me pathetic or whatever else, my mum's said as much in kinder words and I've said it to myself in harsher ones Jac: no Jac: I don't know what it is Jac: your mum hates me Amelia: all she wants is for me to be happy and I can't Amelia: she hates that I keep doing worse instead of better Jac: that's stupid Jac: you're a teenager, not a poodle Amelia: if I was a dog they'd have probably given me away by now, so just as well Jac: if she thought it was gonna be all sunshine and rainbows I dread to think how boring her formative years were Amelia: she just doesn't want 🌧💀🥀 again Amelia: I shouldn't have lied that I was better for a bit Jac: everyone finds everyone else's pain and misery boring Jac: I get told all the time Jac: as if that'll make me reconsider Jac: she'll just have to deal, not like you can do anything about it Amelia: yeah Jac: it's easier not to care Amelia: obviously but I can't switch it on and off Amelia: so I care that I ruined their weekend when they never get to go anywhere Jac: obviously Jac: you just have to pretend Jac: it has the same affect Jac: of them stopping to care in return Amelia: you've met my parents, they're unstoppable Jac: oh and mine are just massive cunts then Amelia: shut up, no Jac: you'll be fine Jac: just need to meet someone who isn't a bitch next time Amelia: in my next life or this one? Jac: you'll do it before school is out guaranteed Amelia: this really is over then Jac: I want that for your sake Amelia: you want it for you because I'm boring Jac: don't be stupid Amelia: you literally compared me to Jude so Jac: I'm just trying to get you to hate me like you should Amelia: I don't want you to want me if that's what you think, it'd be too weird Jac: Don't accuse me of incest, for God's sake Amelia: at least that's actually taboo Amelia: you could put your self-loathing somewhere Jac: why are you always so gross Amelia: because that's how I feel inside Amelia: obviously Jac: anyway, it's been done too many times in my family Jac: no one would even care Amelia: true Jac: again, no one needs to tell me how un-unique my problems are Jac: like that solves 'em Amelia: or to get over it/get a grip/grow up/ however else you want to phrase it Jac: exactly Amelia: stop saying it to me then Amelia: it doesn't change anything Jac: what part of 'getting you to hate me' are you not getting though Jac: it won't change the feeling but distance and time should and that's where we're trying to get you Amelia: unless we're having sex, don't worry about how I feel or getting me to feel any type of way Jac: I'm not worried about that Amelia: good Jac: you don't wanna give me a complex? Jac: I suppose that's nice Amelia: if I wanted to lie, I'd choose something that isn't as easy to prove is Jac: not like I need to be good at it anyway Jac: ⛪ Amelia: if your boyfriend had any complaints he wouldn't be picking you up, I guess Jac: It isn't him Amelia: did you go with option 3? Jac: as I can't remember her name, no Jac: I'm going out with Darla Amelia: you're going with her idea Jac: it's literally the best option I have Jac: I don't have to repeat it but her and her friends will back me Amelia: I don't see why you can't just let people say what they're going to say Jac: what's the point in that? Amelia: because they will anyway and it won't matter when you leave Jac: I'm not leaving yet Jac: and no one talks shit about Darla Jac: she's a good ally to have Amelia: okay Jac: don't you think so Amelia: it doesn't matter what I think Jac: well what do you think? Amelia: you know what I think Amelia: I'm not going to keep going on like a broken record Jac: yeah but, of the things you know I'm going to do Jac: it's not that bad Amelia: right Amelia: that's why I said okay and not fuck you Jac: and she's just uncomplicated and nothing to do with this situation Jac: which is what I need right now Amelia: sure, give me a complex, why not? Jac: also totally straight and I don't fancy her Jac: so you can calm down Amelia: 😏 Amelia: I'll go to sleep, my parents left off shouting at me and you started Jac: maybe you'll get to redecorate Amelia: I won't mention it in case it sounds like I'm suggesting I did them a favour Amelia: but I did say they could sell my 🚗 to calm my dad down Jac: 😬 Jac: they'll probably act like they're gonna for a while, make you sweat it, but then they'll not or get you a new one when you pass so you can have your independence Jac: very them move, just pretend you're learning a lesson in the meantime Amelia: 🥱 Jac: 👸🏻 spoilt bitch Jac: none of us will be getting cars, imagine Jac: look like a garage forecourt Amelia: you can borrow mine if I ever get the 🔑 back Jac: yeah Jac: won't hold my breath, like Amelia: me either, my mum's been googling drug slang since she stopped crying Jac: 😂 Jac: you wanna watch out she'll be going 'round to every dealer she can find and asking 'em to stop, as a concerned mother Amelia: maybe she'll send me to rehab Amelia: very 👸🏻 Jac: throw in some conversion therapy for free Jac: least you don't need a sly abortion too Amelia: no way, you can have Darla, my parents are real allies Amelia: there are so many knitted and embroidered 🌈 in this 🏠 Jac: lovely Jac: that's just her aesthetic Amelia: 😂 Jac: I'd sooner die than have my parents come at me with anything rainbow Amelia: it's unlikely Jac: I'll air on the side of impossible, thanks Amelia: what are you doing with her then? Jac: gym Amelia: 🤨 Jac: you're familiar with the concept Amelia: but not why you would want to Jac: rude Amelia: I mean, 1. go for a run outside, that's way more you  2. you don't need to, clearly  3. 😴 Jac: I'm not as sleepy as you Jac: what the fuck did you take, xanax Amelia: I'm not on commission and also I don't know Jac: wow, so smart Amelia: I wasn't trying to make a wise move Jac: clearly Amelia: I've heard it all from my parents Jac: you had a go at me for drinking too much Jac: you've got some nerve Amelia: okay, god Amelia: I get it Jac: it's so typical Jac: did my brother or sister have any Amelia: I don't know Amelia: not with me Jac: don't lie to me Amelia: I'm not Jac: I'll find out if they have Jac: again, typical Amelia: Jess wasn't even that drunk, he spent all his time playing the new stuff he's been working on Amelia: he was excited about it Jac: whopee for him Amelia: and Jude wasn't there long before the party ended Jac: Fine, I believe you don't know Amelia: I don't have any reason to lie to you Jac: you have plenty Jac: but I guess you are that shit of a mate Jac: not gonna cover for him, like Amelia: we can't all be Darla's, I guess Jac: 🙄 Jac: you're so salty like you didn't just throw a fuck you party Amelia: what do you want me to say? I've already admitted that I'm not a good friend to have and I don't want to be his Jac: I'm just saying, why are you surprised Jac: not like I'm claiming I'm an amazing friend here Amelia: I'm literally the opposite of surprised Jac: she's easy to talk to Amelia: okay Amelia: I'm sure she'll pick you up soon Jac: just gonna have to kick Jude out my way Amelia: I'll leave you to that Jac: you're going to sleep more like Jac: night Amelia: I'll try Amelia: but my mum is back to cleaning up again Jac: unlucky Jac: do something productive Amelia: I've already passed my theory Jac: help your mum, you lazy cow Jac: also you still have one of my best tops somewhere Amelia: she was this close to smacking me with a duster earlier because I can't match her standards Amelia: do I, which one? Jac: [a pic of one of 'em wearing it] Jac: you better have Jac: maybe your mum is using it as a duster Amelia: 😂 Amelia: no, I've got it Jac: 👍 Amelia: I'll sneak out when you need it back Jac: I'll survive Amelia: right now, because you're mad at me Amelia: but you'll want it back eventually Jac: when am I not pissed off at you Amelia: there's an obvious answer but my mum will notice my 😳 Jac: can't have that Jac: not that much of an ally Amelia: not to you Jac: 💔 Amelia: at least I'm not lying on top of sneaking around now, you're welcome Jill Jac: I'm not your bad example, fuck off Amelia: she knows the truth again, is what I meant Jac: hmm Jac: alright Amelia: you're especially pissed off today, I get it, you don't need to be so quick on the draw Jac: you are being a special sort of dickhead Jac: that'll be why Amelia: 😕 Jac: don't give me that Jac: you know what you did Jac: and you're on a comedown, so sit with how shit you feel and don't forget it next time you wanna get high Amelia: I'm sorry, you know Amelia: not just feeling it for myself Jac: yeah, your mum cried Jac: I heard Amelia: yeah but I'm specifically giving you an apology for my 'fuck you' party, or I'm trying to, anyway Jac: just don't invite my brother again and it's whatever Amelia: I'm not hosting again, I assumed that was pretty evident Jac: your parents are never leaving the house again Jac: that's definite Amelia: exactly Jac: oh well Amelia: my grades will soar if nothing else Jac: parties are overrated Amelia: but I'll never see you if neither of us go Jac: you didn't invite me to this one did you Amelia: you already had plans so no Jac: he's well rich Jac: his house was nicer than Savannah's Amelia: I'm especially thrilled I didn't invite him, Jude's slagged off my house enough as is Jac: He might've come Jac: thinking he was well in Amelia: 😣 Jac: 😂 Amelia: it's not funny Jac: it is though Amelia: no, it isn't Jac: it's not like you have to sleep with him, Amelia Amelia: the has to bit is what makes this all really unamusing Amelia: because you think you do Jac: no I don't Jac: it helps, sure, but it's hardly involuntary Amelia: how has it helped? Amelia: your life is harder not easier Jac: that isn't because I fuck lads Jac: it's all the rest Amelia: yeah it is, that lad specifically means that you need to strategise with Darla Jac: only because of that other girl Jac: and I only had to go that hard because of her stupid posts in the first place Amelia: she's blocked you though Amelia: and I doubt she ever followed him Jac: she definitely did Jac: are you that gay you haven't heard the rumours about him? Amelia: apparently so because I have no idea what you're talking about Jac: 🐎 Amelia: oh great Jac: 😂 Jac: don't 😳 your mum will see Amelia: there's the complex you didn't give me over your gym buddy, thanks so much Jac: you're really going to go all Freud over this Amelia: no Jac: 🍆 envy is a whole new coming out Amelia: 🙄 Jac: technically, you'd be straight so Jac: something to consider Amelia: I'm not high any more, we don't need to Jac: if you say so Amelia: yeah, he's a 🎣 because 🤑🏠🐎🍆 Amelia: there's no competition or anything else to consider Jac: probably best not to change gender expression based on that alone Amelia: I don't plan to Jac: pleased to hear it Jac: anyway, my ride is here so Amelia: 👋 Jac: 👋

[anochuu]

Idol!Taehyung x Reader

⤷ Genre: angst,fluff,humour

⤷Idol!Taehyung x Reader

⤷Summary: (Y/n) thought she could make it without having the world’s most favourite boy by her side even though she can call him officially hers. This wavy relationship always had its ups and downs.

Part 1, Part 2

Being in a relationship with an idol was never easy and the whole world knows that obviously.(y/n) is anxious and terrified every time he takes her out for a date but with the paparazzis have their eyes on everywhere is harder than taking an entrance examination.In result she never got the relationship she always wanted- hold hands in public, taking on vacations together just the simple domestic lives,really. But all they can do now is just contacting through text messages, sees each other through video calls.

It was selfish of her of course to ever think of ending the relationship but she loves him too much to do it however her heart is aching so bad. This issue is always the major problem of their heated arguments,their endless fights until one day it happen again in unfortunate way.

"Be my girlfriend."

Ha?

(Y/n) almost choked on the milk tea she is having for a short break.She looks up to see Yuta staring right into her eyes with a smile but serious gaze along with it. She gulps the liquid whilst wiping her lips,

"What?" Was all she managed to choked,

"Be my girlfriend,you know i like you since months ago." The Japanese bluntly pointed out.

"Very funny,Yuta." She tries to brush it off,averting his gaze trying to play it cool.

"I'm serious,(y/n)" He leans in, propping his folded arms onto the table

"I mean-you're beautiful,funny and talented hells,you're a girl every guys wanted,this is my chance,isn't it?"

Her cheeks heated up,clearing her throat, "Thanks Yuta but you know—i uhm..."

I already have a boyfriend

With his eyes staring intently at her waiting impatiently for the answer, she grew even more nervous,she have to look for an excuse!

"I'm not really..in the time to look for a relationship right now you see.."

"Hmm.." The male nod in understanding with a hum, "If you feel like one,give me a call,yeah?" He teased but meant it at the same time causing her to burst out into laughter

"In your dreams,Nakamoto."

"It's fine to dream then if there is you in it," He shrugs, "The guys next door are going out tonight and asked me whether you wanted to join us."

"You mean Lucas and Johnny?" She blinks at the sudden change of topic but thanking God too.

He nodded once more, "Yep, Taeyong and the others will be there too."

"Uhh," Her mind began to think,will he permit her to do so? I mean it is just a harmless outing with the gangs and her close friends.

"I'll think about it."

"Alright,give me a call whenever you changed your mind okay?"

"I will,thanks Yuta!"

That night again it was only a phone call she receives from her boyfriend,the only thing that hinders her from going out with her friends was just to wait calls from him.

"How are you today?" Was the same questions all over again ever since they were apart.

"Same old same old, are you still busy?"

"Well,our comeback's just a month ago so yeah,pretty much.”

Why doesn't he sounded sorry at all? a pain ache inside her heart

"The crews and Bang PD-nim wants to get a small dine out together tomorrow night to celebrate the awards yesterday."

"A dine out?" Her ears perks up.

"Yeah,probably just another drinking night."

"Uhm," She bit her lower lip hesitantly, "Is it possible for you to take the day off then?"

"What?"

"You know—we can celebrate it just the two of us..?"

She heard him hums in thinking, "I don't know.."

Her heart sinks, "Is it a must to go though?"

"Of course it does,(y/n)" He chuckles, "It's the boys' and the crews' hard work so it's duly for us to celebrate all together."

"What about me? I supported you guys from behind too,no?" She found herself frowning,her forehead wrinkled in slow anger.

"Yes,absolutely,but i can't-"

"It's been  three months,Taehyung. Three." She sighs heavily.

The other line was quiet for a moment, "I know,baby..just hang on a bit more,m'kay?"

"Until how long Taehyung-ah?" She runs her fingers through her hair locks

"Soon,i promise."

If he doesn't have time for her now,then was it fine for her to go out too with her friends? Supposedly it will be the same too as him isn't it? Not that she is thinking this is a revenge but the fact that her boyfriend is a global superstar  stops her from doing her free activities with her friends just to wait for him for at times he is asking for an impromptu dates. But now that she knows his plans for the next few days ahead, there must be no mistake in going out for a drink at night

"I was thinking to go out tonight with my friends."

"Oh? Who?"

"Erm.."

Okay,she have to think fast!

"Jisoo and the girls from next door,probably some guys too."

"And where to?"

"I don't know,she said probably the Viking bar or Fox's she said."

The other line went quiet again and she anticipated what's to come from him next,

"Taehyung?"

"Do you have to go though?"

Instinctively she almost scoffed,

"I'm not asking for permission,Taehyung. I am contemplating with myself."

"You're a girl—you shouldn't got home so late at night."

"News flash Mister,there's this thing called taxi." She huffs.

"And what about the guys? Are you sure it's safe to drink with them?"

"Of course,they're the one who will probably takes care of us,girls instead."

"Somehow i don't trust them."

"Oh my God,are you even listening to yourself? You just said you will be out drinking too tomorrow night!"

"With the boys!"

"And so am i! I'll do whatever i want!" She admits she sounded like a little child but the fact he forbids her from going out with her friends is just ridiculous. She hangs up the phone even before he could utter another words.

She is fuming and she uses that chance to determine getting full make up on and even the bestest outfit to be out and about on weekend night.The music blaring throughout the whole dim room, flashes of rainbow lights swept across the air, the dance floor are crowded so there is no way in hell she would squeeze herself in when she can just grab drinks by the bars.

Yuta,true to his words did bring the whole crew of his friends probably not knowing she have a boyfriend either tries to be a wingman or he flirted with her himself.The girls hit the dance floor leaving (y/n) alone with alcohol drinks in her hand, chatting with the guys especially Taeyong and another one of his pal named Jaehyun. It is so obvious they tries to get under her sleeves, their rag couldn't be more clearer than a day.

"How can a girl like you still single?"

"How can a girl like you still a virgin?"

Taeyong shot a glare towards Lucas, "Be more rude why don't you?"

She laughs, "Why not? I'm saving myself for the best."

"That's fucking tempting." Hummed Yuta beside her, wrapping an arm over her waist but only for (y/n) to slap his hands away,

"Hands off,Nakamoto."

"Oooh rejected bro!" cooed Mark from the other side,.

"It was hard to believe though,she must be lying. Who's the man?" Jaehyun interjected, and she faked a gasp,

"You don't believe me?"

"Well-you're the senior we all look up to. Hells how many guys were drooling over you in our class. All they talk about how Senior (y/f/n) passes by the hallways and all went nuts."

Well, the confidence that she have the looks does have it in her but she never expresses it outwardly. That is one of the reason why Kim Taehyung caught his eyes on her on the first sight;sure he said pretty face doesn't matter but she is having them just in case.

"That's sweet, but don't get your hopes up. As you said,i might already have a boyfriend." She smirks and some of the guys lets out a dejected howl, at this point she is on the brink of her drunkenness, the vodka comes repeatedly with the whiskey and cocktails as she lost track of time with the guys.

Her head feels too heavy eventually, the drowsiness slowly overcome her body and sight, everything starts to spin in her eyes as she let her body swayed to the side to rest her head on someone's shoulder,

"You okay?" Ask the person,and she nodded with eyes closed,

"Yeah, i'm fine Taeyong.Just tipsy." That's a lie. Most part of her chooses to drown herself in alcohols was too ignore the aching feeling she have encroaches inside her heart; how sad she is when she could be spending time with her boyfriend now but he is too buys entertaining the world.

Is she making the right decision? Will this relationship last? Will he love her forever when he got all the loves from the fans countless more?

"(Y/n)," Called Taeyong, draping an arm over her back to let her fall on his chest comfortably,

"You can't be this adorable when you rejected everyone of us." She heard him sigh.

"Ouw-hey! What the hell man!?"

But his sudden outburst causes (y/n) to frown, pulling herself up to a straight sitting position and forcing both her heavy eyelids up to see what is all the commotion about. Through her half-lidded eyes, she saw a man stand right before her, trailing her sight up to see the very familiar young man ,glaring at the latter beside her. The others already stood on their horses, ready to defend their friend.

"Get your hands off my girlfriend." He growls, releasing the threatening grip on Taeyong's wrist before shoving him away.

"Who the fuck are you?" Yuta and Mark stood up defensively, their fists forms on each of their sides.

He ignores them,dropping to his knee to level the same face as her,

"I'm taking you home." He said and (y/n) frowns with a pout, trying to study the familiarity of his face,

"Excuse me sir, you look very alike with someone i know but...i couldn't quite put my finger on it." She slurred between her hiccups.

He heave out a heavy sigh, "This is why i never let you have a friends drinking night out." He grab her elbow, trying to pull her up from the couch, "Get up, we're going home."

"No!" She childishly retort, "I am waiting for my scotch!"

"You are having none,get up i said." 

She threw tantrums then, "Well,fine! I am waiting for Kim Taehyung! So bugger off,mister!" She crosses her arms across her chest with a 'hmph!'.

The male curses underneath his breath, and when that name was heard out loud and clear enough for the others,they starting to recognises him even through the dim light of this clubbing.

"Holy shit," Johnny was the first one to gasp, "He is Kim Taehyung."

"What?"

"Impossible! As in from BTS group!?"

"Dude,look at him! In front of our own naked eyes!" 

"Why..is he here though?"

"I'm here to get my girlfriend,mind to help moving her arse?"

"But, (y/n) told us she doesn't have a boyfriend." Yuta pipes in,still reeling from the shock.

"Yeah," He sighs this time, his gaze softens at her face, "I told her to."

Everyone then went silent, only took them a couple of seconds to understand the complicated situations between them.

"(Y/n)," Taehyung call her name again, she looks up sleepily, a grin then broke through her expression,

"Oh my! If it isn't Kim Taehyung! Ooooooh i must be dreaming~" She sang, poking her fingers on his shoulder.

"Alright, night's over." He hoist the drunk female up and threw her over his shoulder,

"I'm flying wheeeeeee~!" 

"She is so wasted alright." Jaehyun mutters.

"I trust you guys could keep your words here unless you want your senior's life to be doomed." He darts his eyes around, each sending them a piercing glance as an indirect threats.

"Good." With that he left.

He lie her down on the back of the passengers' seats before then drove back to the apartment they are sharing.

"The elephant's moving so fast.." He heard her mumbling at the back,

"It's flying." Which he respond nonchalantly with a flat tone.

"Like me?"

"Yeah,like you."

She burst into a fit of giggles, "I can fly! Does that mean i can fly to see my boyfriend,mister?"

Taehyung's heart drop as her giggling subsided gradually, once in a while his eyes taking glimpses of her form at the back through the rear mirror,

"I can finally see my Tae then~! Do you think he will be happy to see me?"

He didn't answer,

"But he doesn't look happy whenever i visited him," She pouted before adding more complaints, "My boyfriend is toooooo handsome so it is no surprise the whole world loves him." She giggles again through her hiccups,

"He is always away so i rarely see him,the last time we had sex was 6 months ago!" That almost made Taehyung choked on his own spit.

"I miss him so muuuuch.." She sang nonchalantly, "Hey,mister. Can you drive me to Japan? Ah,wait never miiiind.... he will hate me if i show up unannounced again.."

Why is she making these assumption herself?

"I just—" He then heard her sniffling, a drastic change, "I just wanna see him...is that bad,mister?"

"(Y/n).." he softly calls her.

"Hey..." She toss around at the back, acting strange, "I don't feel so good..."

"What—OH MY GOD, (Y/F/N)!"

He couldn't help but to mutter curses underneath his breath as he cleans the car's jock, wearing his black mask to avoid the smell wafted into his nostrils which made him almost vomiting too. He can't believe she would be throwing her last lunch out from her stomach right at the wrong timing and place!

After he was done, he made his way up to the apartment and into the room to find the female tossing on the bed with groans escaping from her lips,

"It's too hot.." She complaints, few buttons of her pyjamas where Taehyung had wiped and changed her into came off,probably pulling on them.

He sigh, "Don't take it off,you'll catch a cold."

"Hoooot~" She whines as he catches both her hands to pull her down and lay on the soft mattress beside him.

"Is it just me or the sun is looking at me?"

"Get some sleep,baby." He pull her close, securing an arm over her hips and back, his thumb caresses its length on her skin.

"Hmm.." She hums, when she bury herself onto his chest seeking for his warmth and comfort he finally relaxes. The next thing he knew was the soft snore from the girl.

He stare down at her profile, her eyelash casts shadows over her pale cheeks and he couldn't help but to run his thumb over the soft skin of hers.

"I'm sorry," He apologizes though he is sure she is sound asleep, "I thought by hiding our relationship is the best way to have it between us but..i didn't knew this'd hurt you."

[shall-we-imagine]

Scaredy Cat. (Badboy!SigurdxReader)

Bet you weren't expecting this, huh.

Requested: 26. "All due respect, but that's a bunch of crap." From the prompt list.

A/N: Badboy!Klaus was quite popular so why not try this? 🤷‍♀️idk how to write proper bad boys so spare me I'm trying 😂 this is also a bit of an idol AU? 😂 you can call me artist; you can call me idol sorry I'm actually loving the BTS comeback even though a lot of people don't...aannd that's not the right place to discuss this I'll shut up. Moving on.

Genre: Fluff.

(Second Person Point of View)

Being friends with an idol had its pros and cons. On one hand, it led to you being friends with all his group mates, and it also scored you dates with other idols. On the other hand, you barely get to even see your friend; it's always video calls, and even those aren't as often as you'd like. But what can you do? As long as he's following his dream, you're happy for him.

Sometimes, however, you wish you could just have him around whenever you need him. He's always very caring towards you, but he can't help it that he's busy. So, sometimes you just have to suck it up and deal with your own problems yourself. Or do you?

Pacing around the living room, you contemplate calling Serge. If he was sleeping, you really didn't wanna disturb the tiny bit of sleep he gets. What if he was busy doing something else? He usually calls when he's free anyway..

"It's okay; I'll be fine." You whisper to yourself reassuringly, even though your voice came out filled with uncertainty. As you approach the kitchen to fetch a glass of water, you flick on as much light switches as possible. There ain't no demon attacking you tonight, nope.

You down the refreshing glass of water. "There. That's not so bad. I can do thi-" your sentence was cut off by your own squeal. What was that noise?

You hesitantly inch closer to your open kitchen window. As you were scolding yourself for leaving that window open, you peek into the back yard of your house. There it was. The source of the noise.

You could see the bushes shaking violently, indicating something or someone was in there. Trembling hands reach to quietly shut the window and blinds, as you tip toe away from the window. Maybe it was the fact that you were home alone getting the best of you, but you were terrified to the core. Someone might be lurking around in your backyard, and that would explain the odd noises you'd been hearing for the past hour or so.

You rush back into the living room. What in the world were you supposed to do?

Call your parents? They're thousands of miles away; they can't particularly help.

Call the police? Okay, you're not actually sure someone is out there, and you don't wanna just call for nothing..

The only person left to call was Serge..

You promised yourself that you'd call one time; if he doesn't pick up, you have to try to ignore the noises.

Please, for the love of everything good, pick u-

"Hello?" A voice deeper and more calm than Serge's booms through the phone.

You frown. "Um, isn't that Serge's phone?"

"Yes, darling, but Serge is shooting for his up coming drama right now, so he can't respond to the phone he forgot at the dorms." Darling? Oh, it's him. "Figured you might need some company, though, so I replied." You could almost see him smirk.

Now, when you say you're friends with the group Serge belongs to, well, there's an exception, and that's the one and only Sigurd Curtis. Fans love him for his 'mysterious charms', but all you could see is an irritating jerk. And now was really not the time for him.

"So? What did you call for?" His question reminds you that you hadn't replied to him earlier.

You sigh. "I called for Serge, but he's not here, so I'm hanging up."

"Oh, come on, am I not good enou-" you hang up before hearing the rest of his teasing and whining.

You couldn't really understand him much. He was generally quiet, but somehow, when it comes to you, he becomes the most talkative person on the planet. Which would've been fine if he didn't use all his power to tease you and flirt with you for no reason.

Well, there's no other choice but to deal with the unreasonable fear yourself.

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"This is not working." You huff, unable to stop thinking someone might break in. Your house didn't have a single light bulb turned off, which was probably going to be a pain when your parents receive the electricity bill, but you didn't have any plans of turning any of them off for now.

You stare at your phone, as if silently willing it to start ringing and showing Serge's picture. Of course, that didn't happen even after you stared for a full minute.

"Should I try calling again?" You sigh.

You took your heart thumping in fear as a yes. You prayed with all your power the idiot would respond, but once again, you were greeted with the flirtatious tone you feared hearing.

"Missed me already?"

A loud groan sounds across the empty room. "When is Serge coming back?"

"I don't know, cupcake." Knowing he specifically uses this to make you uncomfortable, you try your best not to cringe. "I've just been informed you're home alone. Is that why you want Serge? You're scared?"

Your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "Usually..when my parents go on trips for work, Serge spends his time talking to me to get my mind off of the fact that I'm home alone." You admit sheepishly. "Sometimes he even sings me to sleep." You add in a quieter voice, part of you hoping he didn't hear it. You didn't even know why you were telling him this; maybe sleep-deprived you was extra friendly and liked over sharing.

"Oh." A pause was followed by a confident statement, "I could do that!"

"W-what?" However, there was no response. "He hung up? What in the world is wrong with that guy?!"

No longer than 2 minutes later, you were jumpscared by the doorbell. You silently approach the door, unsure who would be at the door. Of course, there was a face that popped into your head, but you somehow still couldn't be sure if it was really him.

"Sigurd?" You eye the taller male. His hair was freshly dyed black; he was even given an undercut while the hair on the top of his head was styled in a messy quiff. His attire was black as usual. Of course, as an idol, he had to switch colours, but when he got to wear what he wants, he'd almost always dress in black, to add to his 'mysterious' aura- you assume. He wore a black tank top with random scribbles on the front, matched with black skinny jeans that had some chains hanging from them; you never really understood that odd choice of clothing, but you didn't question it. What you did question, however, was the choker he wore.

"Sharing closets with your dog or something?" You point at the strange accessory. It was adorned with spikes and a few silver chains intertwining with each other; the best way to describe it was that it looked like a dog's collar.

"Ha ha very funny. It's called fashion, pancake, you wouldn't understand." Wearing a sympathetic smile, he pats your shoulder, allowing himself inside.

"Are you hungry or something? Wasn't it cupcake at first? Now it's pancake? What's with that?" You roll your eyes. Nice sleep-deprived you was nowhere to be seen, apparently.

He glances at your chest before looking back into your eyes and giving an innocent smile. "Nothing." He walks further into the house, not waiting for a reaction from you.

"You little-" you bite back an insult, knowing he just enjoys pushing your buttons. You had to stay calm. "Why are you here? I didn't even invite you. Plus don't you have work or something?!"

"You implicitly invited me." He points out, "And, no, we're on a break, remember?"

A sudden knocking noise makes you jump before you could even respond to the dork that made himself comfortable on your couch.

He stares at you with a raised eyebrow, "that was a branch hitting the window.."

"I knew that." His intense stare doesn't waver. "Okay, fine. It scared me..a little! I'm scared of being home alone, and there's a person lurking outside the house and-"

"There's a person lurking outside the house?!" He hops off the couch, his expression -for once- not smug or playful but concerned. It somehow made your heart skip a few beats. Surely, you were overreacting, though; there's no way he just looked attractive because he seemed concerned. There's no way you suddenly noticed how well black contrasts his skin tone, making it suit him beautifully. Nope.

"Well, I'm not very sure it's a person.." you explain shyly, "I just heard some noises and saw the bushes moving.."

"Man, you freaked me out for nothing." He runs a hand through his visibly soft hair. "Where was it you saw the bushes move?"

"Okay, stay here and keep the door locked; I'll take a look outside to ensure nobody's out there." He instructs, after you show him to the back door.

"Sigurd, you don't need to do this. What if someone dangerous was out there?" You attempt to reason with him.

He chuckles, "you worried about me, cupcake?"

You pretend to gag. "You might as well find yourself a ride home cuz I'm not gonna be opening that door again."

After a few moments, you hear Sigurd call out for you, claiming you should come out. He has teamed up with the serial killer outside and plans to trick you into getting murdered?

"Oh my god stop panicking; just come out! It's a puppy for God's sake!" He shouts, even though he really couldn't see you or your desire to ignore his request to leave the safety of your house.

"Fine!" You shout back, as you reluctantly pull open the door. The view beyond the door certainly made you glad you complied with his request, though.

Sigurd was crouching on the grass rubbing a small Pit bull's belly. It wiggled its tail happily, as he continued to shower it with affection. You almost let out a small awwhh. You almost forgot that this was the same guy you threatened to not let back into your house.

"I think that's my neighbour's puppy." You muse, as you approach Sigurd and the pit bull. You check the red, spike-filled collar. "Look. It's matching with you." You tease.

"Hey! How many times do I have to explain-"

You cut him off to add in a mocking tone, "it's fashion!!"

He merely glares, to which you laugh. It was your turn to tease him for once. "Anyway, we need to take it back to its owner." You state.

"Can't we keep it for a bit longer, please?" He pouts, catching you off guard.

"U-uh, um, we can't!" You begin to object, but all you could think of was how cute that was. Looking at this guy, with at least 2 sets of ear piercings and a hair cut to display a rebellious aura, just sit there pouting at you because you told him to take the puppy back to its owner- it was so strange yet so adorable.

You do your best to ignore the red adorning your cheeks, as you stand your point and demand he takes it back.

"No fun." He grumbles, as he lifts the puppy and holds it to his chest. "Fine; where's the house? At least come with." He gets off the ground. That's when you first notice some minor details of his tank top. The sides were sort of see-through, allowing you glimpses of his toned body underneath.

"Whatchu starin' at?" Your eyes meet with the smug male's. His smirk just never left his lips, as he continuously wiggles his eyebrows at you.

"Nothing!" You push past him, giving yourself a way to hide your burning cheeks. "That's the house; just follow me." You announce, mainly to change the topic.

After doing your duty as a noble neighbour and returning the puppy to its owner, you head back to your house, Sigurd following behind- obviously.

"I'm so tired." You yawn.

The dark haired male gives an excited grin. "Time to sing you to sleep!" He claps happily. Mysterious charms they say. That guy is the biggest dork you've ever seen. You are friends with Serge, though, so maybe second biggest dork.

"You really don't have to-"

He cuts you off, "All due respect, but that's a bunch of crap. I want to do it, and you want me to do it too." Well, he wasn't wrong. Sigurd's voice is really unique; it's one you really enjoy listening to. This would pretty much be like a private show..how can you say no?

"Well, get comfortable cuz I'm not gonna strain my precious vocals just for you to not fall asleep." He informs, earning an eye roll from you.

Once you place yourself in relaxing position and pull the covers up to your chest, Sigurd begins singing quietly and soothingly. His voice was so calming and gentle, urging you to throw away your worries and let the sweet melody carry you to the land of dreams. Which you inevitably did. Your eyelids had already gotten too heavy for you to keep them open; therefore, it took no time for you to drift into deep sleep.

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An annoyingly loud ringtone disturbs your comfortable sleep, and you force your eyes open.

You hear a groan coming from the edge of the bed, almost giving you a heart attack before you remember last night's events.

"Hello?" Sigurd grumbles into his phone. As it was a video call, you could see the caller- Serge.

"Sigurd, wher- wait a minute; is that (Y/N)?! Why are you in bed with (Y/N)?? (Y/N), why are you in bed with your least favourite member of the group??" Serge cuts off his own speech to begin yelling about the situation he misunderstood.

"Wait; what do you mean least favourite member?? Why am I your least favourite?! Who's your bias then??" Sigurd complains. What made it funnier and cuter was the fact that you could tell he was genuinely offended by him not being your bias.

"Guy." You confess, "or Joel."

"I spent the night here and sang you to bed; don't I at least get an upgrade??" He whines.

"Hey, why am I not your bias?" Serge joins in, also visibly offended.

"You're my friend. it's weird to have you as a bias." You defend.

"Joel and Guy are your friends too!" Serge just isn't having it, clearly.

"Oh my god, Serge, just let it go, please?" You plead. It was too early in the morning for this.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. We'll discuss this later." He states. "Anyway, Sigurd, where did you leave my phone? I don't wanna keep using Guy's! Well, not that he would let me, but yeah."

"Your pho- oh." Sigurd's confused expression switches to an embarrassed one. "I might've taken it with me?" He pulls a second phone from his pocket.

"Sigurd, I've been calling since morning! You better bring it back right now! I can't believe you-" Sigurd cuts off Serge's rant by hanging up. "Well, I guess I have to go. Man, I'll never hear the end of it!" He groans, to which you giggle lightly. "I mean it is your fault for taking his phone." You point out.

"I was comforting you!" He defends. He looked so hurt you didn't appreciate his 'efforts', which made you want to pinch his cheeks or something. His hair had gotten messier, somehow making him even more attractive, yet you wanted to pinch his cheeks. Well, in your defense, he was acting like a child.

"Anyway, I'm gonna get going now." He pushes himself off the bed. "If you ever need someone to spend the night again, always call me." He winks. "You're an idiot." You shake your head.

"Goodbye, (Y/N)." He smiles. (Y/N). This was the first time he calls you with your real name ever since you met.

"You just called me (Y/N)." You grin victoriously.

"No, I didn't, cupcake." He yells, disappearing into the hallway. You throw your head back in frustration. He just won't stop being his annoying self, huh? Sadly, you felt yourself liking it and waiting for another meeting with him.

"I'm getting bias wrecked, aren't I?" You sigh.

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Jimmy & Janis

Jimmy: [okay so my thought is that like maybe he's been sorting out a Cass rage because he's actually going to this festival and she's fuming about it for obvious reasons but then he comes back and Janis is thinking that Harry might show up cos had that convo with Grace so she's being weird and he's like ?] Janis: [solid plan, awks all 'round, just tryna play off you've been busy whilst he's been arguing like oh hi, definitely didn't hear any of that 'alright?'] Jimmy: [just going for a 🚬 immediately because he's obvs not alright] Janis: fair Janis: they could take a few tips, like Jimmy: gutted they don't know where I live then Jimmy: for that and loads of other reasons, like Janis: naturally Janis: such good craic, who wouldn't want them popping over for a cuppa Jimmy: hot water and 🍋 is nearer to the order they'd put in Janis: do you charge for that at CG? Janis: probably a couple of euro, still Jimmy: put a fancy name on it and you can charge for owt Janis: they're stupid enough to buy it Janis: we're definitely getting them the cheapest paint-thinner vodka, yeah Jimmy: what do you want? 🍾? Janis: 🙄 deffo Janis: any +1s I can get Jimmy: such a celebration 🙌 Janis: everyone's feeling it Janis: we might not end up going anyway Jimmy: what? Janis: you know, fuck knows where they're all at with it Janis: 🤞 I've convinced Grace she has to though Jimmy: fuck's sake Jimmy: whose idea were this? obvs a right dickhead Janis: yeah Janis: if we don't bottle it she can't Janis: tried her best but Jimmy: bottle her before I stay here Janis: you gotta be hot about it Janis: rude Jimmy: 😎🚬 Jimmy: come sit with me Janis: you sure Jimmy: you don't wanna? Janis: just thinking if there's any more shit news I have to give you before I do Jimmy: is there? Janis: I dunno Janis: you given any thought to who Mia's mystery guest could be Jimmy: I reckon that 🏌 trip her daddy's on might be #fake Janis: that'd make it all worth it Janis: none of us are that 🍀 Jimmy: or she's choosing now to come out with her 🤞 you will an' all Janis: shut up Janis: you're meant to think Asia is irreplaceable Jimmy: duh Jimmy: I know I'm #blessed Janis: you're the only one Jimmy: 😏 Janis: we all know Mia isn't surprising her with lizard boy Jimmy: or 🐸 from previous Janis: if we're doing a this is your life of her exes, she'll need a bus Jimmy: Alright, no need to make me jealous Jimmy: can't be arsed with the green emojis Janis: you can't be Janis: very #ungoals Janis: they're all massive slags and proud Janis: 'cept #2, who wouldn't and Tammy who couldn't Jimmy: Holly's a good name, bit prickly her Jimmy: the marding and the hair regrowth Janis: 😂 Janis: so mean Jimmy: did have to laugh when princess Ella were like mime to a sad song about it Janis: no doubt being favourite got her cocky but her comebacks were better Jimmy: wonder who'll be fave by the time we get there Janis: not her, if Holly made good on her threat Jimmy: bloody musical thrones Jimmy: could be on telly Janis: 🙄 don't say that Janis: already think they're interesting enough to film it Jimmy: I get it, that's only us, eh babe? 😏 Janis: duh Janis: why it weren't hard to 👑👑 Jimmy: pissed on my 💍 proposal, still fuming Janis: me and all Janis: chat about not getting sarcasm, you know Asia's gonna come at me with a Pinterest moodboard moment Janis: tah so much Jimmy: proper 💕 that girl Janis: mm Jimmy: leaning on your phone cos you're 🗭 about 💍👰 Jimmy: very #goals that Janis: not gonna waste any time dreaming when it's SO real am I Jimmy: you don't want a 🌠 to have a go on then? Jimmy: loads out here Janis: what a totally believable coincidence Janis: guess I better Jimmy: 👍 Janis: [coming out like oh hey] Jimmy: [patting the doorstep he's sitting on like have a seat] Janis: [doing it but raising a brow like 😏 'you gonna give me my annual report or something?'] Jimmy: ['that what you're after from me, is it?' 😏 'loads of long words'] Janis: [shrugs 'asking if you were gonna punish me seemed cliche so'] Jimmy: [a little lol] Janis: [nudges him, not in a shut up way but a how're you way] Jimmy: [puts his head on her shoulder cos not alright so gotta be OTT about it] Janis: [strokes his hair 'we don't have to go, you know, if you need to stay here...they're perfectly capable of tearing themselves apart in the meantime'] Jimmy: [makes an unimpressed noise cos can't admit that he wants to go to be with her or get into how he always needs to stay here whether he likes it or not] Janis: [smushes his face 'alright, grumpy'] Jimmy: [pushing her off but then pulling her into you at the same time as if you're not already close af to each other] Janis: ['what do you wanna do?' soft] Jimmy: [kisses her because that's always what he wants to do even though we all know that's not what she meant] Janis: [allowing it though 'cos same] Jimmy: [just a nice little make out moment to lose ourselves in and forget everything else] Janis: [you really deserve it] Jimmy: ['do you wanna go?' we know the answer is no but] Janis: ['any chance to fuck with them is a good idea, yeah' 'cos wasn't a bad one, just ehh 'cos of this Harry thing and Cass going off] Jimmy: [nods like that's that settled then cos god forbid you offer your own opinion boy] Janis: ['plus, we get to have our own tent'] Jimmy: ['there's nowt you could say or do to convince me to go if we didn't' sounds like such a challenge lol] Janis: ['stop tryna make me feel special, boy' 😏] Jimmy: ['wouldn't be very goals of me, that'] Janis: [makes face like, gutted] Jimmy: [shamelessly just touching her face nbd] Janis: [looking awayayay] Jimmy: [when that devastates you but there's nothing you can say or do because everything's so casual and so only sexual yep] Janis: [just resting your head on his shoulder now 'cos drama] Jimmy: [playing with her hair in the softest way because of course] Janis: ['what are you gonna wear then?' 'cos we're definitely all thinking about our #lewks rn] Jimmy: [such a surprised lol because not what he expected her to say obvs] Janis: ['this isn't a laughing matter' in some semblance of a Mia impression] Jimmy: [when it's probably pretty accurate so you flinch like oh no I hate that] Janis: [loling evilly, 'not doing Asia for you, get over it'] Jimmy: [💔 hands even though it means you have to stop playing with her hair for a sec] Janis: ['bitch' who we referring to here] Jimmy: [nudges her like oi cos assuming she means him] Janis: ['what you gonna do about it?' 😏] Jimmy: [playfight cos it's been a minute] Janis: ['not going to apologize to her'] Jimmy: ['if not that, what is the plan?'] Janis: [🤔 face] Jimmy: [hiding his 😍 by looking at the imaginary watch like any time you're ready] Janis: [nudges him like alright, alright 'how can we make the divide even bigger? need to get them to fight again, which really shouldn't be hard'] Jimmy: ['your sister and the tall one are already about to snap, no challenge there, if we really want to fuck her over we need to get her ultimate fave on side' shrugs because that's always the mood] Janis: ['yeah, but they always roll over, that's the problem, we have to kick it up that notch so they all go beyond that...I just don't know how, ditto what we can give that one that Mia can't, like' shrugs back] Jimmy: [gets his phone and shows her that he's messaging Asia like he really wants her boyfriend there for the lad bants because that's an easy given to annoy Mia] Janis: ['I think she's invited Harry, or she wants me to think she has or- I don't fucking know but I don't think he'll come anyway' when you just blurt that out in response 'cos as good a time as any] Jimmy: [such a look like wtf cos god knows what he'll say if he blurts something out rn cos so 😒] Janis: ['the way she didn't say...they basically give each other measurements and a star-rating usually so- don't you reckon she was trying to get at us?' shrugs like could be wrong but we all know it ain't] Jimmy: [when you get up because you know she's right and you're fuming honey] Janis: ['I know' but also like ?! reaction you can't hide] Jimmy: [he literally has no words for how fucked up this all is and how much he can't stand Mia so just the biggest sigh to ever have existed] Janis: ['there's no way he'll come, bet she ain't even asked'] Jimmy: ['that's alright then' bit of sarcasm for you there Ella lol] Janis: ['Well, ain't it?'] Jimmy: [😒 af face] Janis: ['she's a cunt, we've known that'] Jimmy: [sitting back down where you were but you're not chill at all] Janis: [getting him another 🚬 and then herself] Jimmy: [furiously 🚬 while he's trying to think of ways to fuck Mia over] Janis: sorry Jimmy: shut up Janis: well I am Jimmy: [just looking at her like don't] Janis: [shrugs like fine but is just jogging her leg up and down 'cos not cool with this and has been thinking about it since the chat] Jimmy: [puts his hand on said leg like stop it's okay] Janis: ['he's so-' lacking the words or adequately hardcore 😒 face for him] Jimmy: ['he's nowt we can't handle' but so genuinely said not like ha we're so 🥇 bants] Janis: ['we shouldn't have to, you especially but still, it's bullshit'] Jimmy: [shrugs but looking at her 'I said you're worth sticking around for, didn't I?' because everything is bullshit or worse in jimothy's life rn we know so to say that and mean it is a LOT 'not gonna change my mind 'cause of him, her or any other knobheads'] Janis: ['I-' when you can't even begin to say anything that you think matches what he's just said remotely so you just falter but the LOOK is everything] Jimmy: ['it'll be alright' said like even if it's not it still will be because he literally only cares about her so he'll make sure it is] Janis: [nods and squeezes his hand 'fuck 'em all'] Jimmy: [draws the heart with their initials in on her hand with his fingertip pressing harder than usual for emphasis and obvs using the hand she's not holding so he doesn't have to let go because they in this together and such a good team and not because he loves her or anything nope] Janis: ['draw blood or it didn't happen, baby' bravado to cover the real as hell 😳] Jimmy: [taking the invitation to do a new lovebite because we all need that distraction before shit gets any feelsier] Janis: [lean into the sex of it all kids 'cos we don't need to fake any of that to still be real[ Jimmy: [lowkey love that you're on the doorstep still] Janis: [bonjour neighbours, Ian will be thrilled and thus I am 'cos fuck you] Jimmy: [same because you make this flatwhite drama seem like a picnic sir] Janis: [true tea, like in the grand scheme of things, are we bothered] Jimmy: [he's really not we know he's only doing any of this for her and to spend time with her so] Janis: [and as much as Mia deserves payback by this point, this is all a distraction from the real mess of her life too so] Jimmy: [the truest tea] Janis: [probably do at least take this to the back lol] Jimmy: [enough people and a dog milling around to make you think someone could be about to come out of that door and convince you to move lol] Janis: [god bless] Jimmy: [take all the alone time you can get rn cos this festival is gonna be a LOT] Janis: [we know it, as much as you're low-key just like we gonna spend the whole time just 😍 at this point, 'cos fuck it, won't actually be that, soz] Jimmy: [mhmm we'll make sure Mia has a worse time but it's not gonna be all fun and games for you two] Janis: [joy of joys] Jimmy: [we should make a list of everything we wanna happen in terms of the flatwhites bs when we're done but before we start the festival fr so we can decide how to ref it] Janis: [good idea carrot] Jimmy: [cos obvs we only care how it effects jj soz not soz] Janis: [but of course, we gotta timeline the drama so we don't forget anything] Jimmy: [do we wanna now or is there anything else we wanna do in this convo?] Janis: [hmm, like she's probably gonna try and leave 'cos still in that stage of like, you don't want me to sleep over but aside from that moment, we can probs get going on the plan] Jimmy: [we could always bring out the big guns because Ian isn't gonna want him to go either but like obvs don't wanna go too hard with that before they go for a million reasons] Janis: [we can deffo do that afterwards, like they've already had a time then Ian is fuming, think that's better] Jimmy: [agreed because we know we're gonna do something to make the fwb awks on top of the flatwhites bs so his mood will be peak sick of Ian's shit] Janis: [gonna move her in so soon get over it sir] Jimmy: [alright in that vein how do you wanna do her trying to leave?] Janis: [like it clearly gets to tea time or something like that where she can be like, I'll leave you to it] Jimmy: [and he's like bit rude like it's all bants and she's a rich girl with fancy tastes and he's a poor boy who can't cook we know the drill] Janis: [and she's like don't be stupid 🙄 'cos gotta defend yourself even in bants] Jimmy: [and he's like now I'm thick as well, tah very much etc etc] Janis: ['just northern'] Jimmy: ['oi, keep taking my lines off me and what am I meant to say?' and a look that's nearly a LOOK because there's so much being unsaid and we all know it, them included] Janis: [mimes 🤐 but on his face not hers for closeness you simply do not need but clearly do] Jimmy: [picks her up which you're still not meant to do boy and puts her on the kitchen counter like you're staying that settles it] Janis: ['am I sous chef or the appetizer?'] Jimmy: [can't speak cos 🤐 but his 👀 are saying so much rn] Janis: [thinking he's being quiet 'cos the kids are like in the lounge or something so kinda like whooops 'dessert, maybe'] Jimmy: [still looking at her like are you gonna stay for that long because don't actually wanna say it in case she's like no] Janis: [shrugs like nbd 'no one's expecting me, like'] Jimmy: [releasing a breath you didn't know you were holding, like] Janis: [getting down off the counter like go on then, lemme help] Jimmy: [god knows what we're making but we're doing it together guys] Janis: [kissing his cheek 'cos he's cute] Jimmy: [properly kissing her because that made him die] Janis: [remember at calis in the kichen, a mood] Jimmy: [we should have one of the kids come in before they get too extra/the food is forgotten about entirely] Janis: [deffo] Jimmy: [who do you vote for cos very different vibes depending if it's Bobby or Cass lol] Janis: [we can be a bit mean and say its Cass] Jimmy: [LOL imagine her face just like don't mind me starving to death you two carry on] Janis: [not winning any points yet babe] Jimmy: [we know you will soon gal] Janis: what did your ex do? Jimmy: ? Janis: she must've done something to make your sister hate all of your 'gfs' that hard by default Janis: even if I am delaying her tea, like Jimmy: she did loads of things Janis: right Jimmy: @ either of them for the list Janis: you're alright Janis: not that nosy Jimmy: just 🤏 Jimmy: I get it Janis: 'course Janis: if the reason my parents hated you was worth telling I would, like Jimmy: community service ain't enough of a reason? Janis: 'course not Janis: not when you pretend you're still cool to prove you ever were Jimmy: 👎 Janis: what, you wanna go harder to be public enemy #1? Janis: 🙄😏 Jimmy: obviously Janis: you tryna displease my parents is just as weird as you tryna please 'em Janis: just pretend they don't exist, yeah Jimmy: spoilsport Janis: they ain't even in your age-range Janis: behave Jimmy: gutted about that an' all Janis: 🖕 Jimmy: 💕 Janis: gross, you Jimmy: Bill's gonna be well proud of that protest Jimmy: and your cool parents an' all Janis: piss off Janis: [😒 face] Jimmy: [hooray we can do the beloved pouty face lip thing when he of course kisses her rn oh how I've missed it] Janis: [likewise 'cos loves that so much] Jimmy: [I think it's the first time and I'm fine about it] Janis: [in that case, she's so not, forgetting you just got shaded about being extra so hard] Jimmy: [soz not soz Cass] Janis: ['you know-' being quiet enough that hopefully you aren't disturbing everyone rn '-you know how much I want you' is that a question or a statement, we love being vague] Jimmy: [there's no way he's being quiet enough if he doesn't kiss her really hard rn deal with it everyone he doesn't wanna take care of y'all he wants to be 15 and extra] Janis: [let this boy live] Jimmy: [we're living in this kitchen atm though] Janis: [gotta be up against the door like soz no one come in rn] Jimmy: [give them all the moments thank you cos there's no stopping this and we aren't sorry about it] Janis: [y'all will be fine, they won't] Jimmy: [exactly] Janis: ['I need you' 'cos close as you're allowed to get rn ty] Jimmy: [likewise say her name in response cos that's all I'm letting you say] Janis: [all ready for this trip] Jimmy: [gonna be hilarious for us but not for you] Janis: [so, let's do a flatwhite cringe checklist lol, one of them, probably Asia, needs to be schwasted and get WELL lost, like maybe her mans does show halfway through the night and is like where is she and they're like ??? and then it's dramaaaa] Jimmy: [that's a really good idea] Jimmy: [I think Grace should be the one who hooks up with a lad and then they can't get rid of him and his gaggle of mates because that'd annoy Mia so much which she swore to Janis she would do but also something she would do because Ella called her fat and Hollie should sleep with one of the others but not remember which one it is like we said] Janis: [I vibe that, oh Hollie, hmm what else, one of them needs to freak out in the crowd and have to get pulled out, that's v cringe, like it's hardly a moshpit ladies] Jimmy: [I was literally gonna say someone should go to the first aid tent for no real reason because same vibe] Jimmy: [Ella should be the crowd freaker outer because she probably doesn't like to be touched and Mia should go to the first aid tent like nearly as soon as they get there because gotta pull focus and phone her daddy for that attention she's not getting from her squad rn] Janis: [approved, what a holy show, ladies, plus if Mia does that it'd be a way to force them into a truce without them realizing like omg are you okay and all taking care of her she don't need] Jimmy: [yeah exactly what a snek and it gives her an excuse to cry over the fact Harry ain't coming without them knowing that's why like she's not upset she's just so ill okay] Janis: [obviously they'll all get white girl wasted and embarrassing with that] Jimmy: [good lord yes that's a given at least when JJ get drunk they embarrass themselves with how much they secretly love each other, state of that lot honestly] Janis: [seriously, if it's a small festival maybe the lads they hook up with are in one of the bands 'cos that'd be annoying thinking they're like famous and it's like you aren't though and you were probably shite] Jimmy: [yaaaas I love that] Jimmy: [I also vote that the weather is really crap cos JJ won't care but they would cos their hair and their lewks] Janis: ['cos it always is and you have to roll with it but they apparently didn't get the memo lol] Jimmy: [Hollie the only one vaguely appropriately dressed for festival life] Janis: [it's funny 'cos festival fashion is meant to be so effortless and none of them can ever like they'll look so try-hard and their age 'cos younger girls are like that at raves and shit too like you gotta hang] Jimmy: [mhmm so mad cos Janis looks fire whenever aren't you Mia] Janis: [their posh girl lewks, oh lord] Jimmy: [I just imagine Mia's dad being slightly weird about getting updates throughout the weekend cos he's that cringey and near incesty] Janis: [deffo, when you're in a relationship with your dad, like how's golf, how's the lads, eurgh] Jimmy: [honestly though just having that husband and wife style convo nbd] Janis: [that's why you mad he cheating on your ma, don't lie] Jimmy: [the tea, girls that are older than you but still far too young for him and everything you wish you were] Janis: [he's not even fit it's so sad and gross] Jimmy: [no happy ending for you hun] Janis: [so we've got a good idea for them, what do we wanna do with the fwb moment?] Jimmy: [I wanna fuck it up cos I'm evil but I'm not sure how yet] Janis: [hmm, let's think]