#also omg!! I finally finished a request!! this took ages to write lmao

[friendly-alien-fucker]

Soooo Yautja are all about pride and showing off etc, how about this, the Yautja scientists accidentally  bring a human from are universe to THERES, and like they all realize they messed up, so they have two hunters (male and female) to be there when they wake and when they do the just GUSH!! Like the (s/o) is like “ omg you guys are so cool and badass and HOT!!” And there all filled with pride and some how get a little flustered and are just like “ I will protect you with my life!!!”

Accidentally intruding into a Yautja Ship

I love this idea!!! Thanks for the request @that-teen2003 , I hope I met your expectations! 💖

(And I'm sorry this took so long, I still hope you like it though^^;;)

Warnings: mention of small spaces, mention of hospitals, mention of sickness, and just a whole lot to fluff :)

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Being an adventurous person you always tried to do something new everyday. Wether it was exploring another country or your own, you never stayed in one place for long. And this time you found yourself on the other side of the world- the Amazon rainforest. It was still night when you first began your little adventure, but as the hours passed the sun started to set and you could feel the heat start to get to you.

Pulling out your mosquito spray, you showered yourself in it, before stretching your arms above your head and letting out a loud yawn. To say you were tired would be an understatement. But you didn't want to go back yet, too infatuated with the way the raising sun was casting light onto the tall trees. And now that it was getting warmer too, you could hear the silent cries of different animals making their ways through the tall bushes and trees and you didn't want to waste this opportunity to study them.

Scanning the area, you made your way through a couple of bushes, looking for a place to rest your eyes a little. Perhaps there was a village near by or a convenient set of trees that could grant you safety from the sun and the animals that were likely lurking nearby. Though the farther you went the more you doubted you'd find such a place. For as every tree started looking the same it became more and more clear to you that you were lost.

Still walking ahead, you finally spotted something else than a tree- a clearing. No bushes or trees, only tall grass in what seemed to be a perfect circle. It was strange, you thought. Whatever it was it was surely man-made. It was impossible for such a thing to just occur naturally. And as you walked closer to inspect the circle, your face collided with something hard, proving your theory.

"What the..." you jumped back, looking for what you just walked into. But in front of you was still nothing. Only the clearing. Feeling like an idiot, you slowly reached out your hand, which made a small sound as it met with something...metal?

Eyes widening, you traced your hand over the invisible wall in front of you. Was the heat messing with your head? Were you hallucinating?

Slowly you walked along the giant object, tracing your hand over it's surface. That is, until you heard a click. Hissing loudly, the once invisible object uncloacked, revealing something far bigger than you had imagined. A ship.

Right in front of your eyes was an alien ship like the ones right out of the movies. Only that this wasn't a movie. This was the real thing.

Slightly afraid, but curious, you once again laid your hands against the hard surface, stepping back when you heard a number of beeps, before some sort of forcefield dissapeared, leaving open some sort of...room?

No, it was far too small to call it a room. It was a tiny space, barely big enough to fit one person inside. Perhaps a cell? Or a sleeping space? Either way you weren't gonna find out as you turned around to leave.

But before you could turn your back on the mysterious ship, you heard a loud growl echo through the bushes, not so far from you. Panicking, you did the thing that may have just saved your life- you jumped into the cell and watched the forcefield go up again, trapping you.

~ 💖 ~

Your journey in the starship was long, and you'd spend most of it gazing outside the window and trying not to panick as you watched your planet get smaller and smaller the further you went up. And you went up fast.

Here and there you'd hear sounds, from where you didn't know. Sometimes it were footsteps, sometimes scratching, sometimes banging. It was making your anxiety worse, not knowing where these noises came from.

But somehow, even in this life-threatening situation, you couldn't hide the small grin that kept appearing on your face. This was the adventure you had always dreamed of. Exploring a place no one had ever explored before, not visiting a different country and mingling in with the other tourists, but actually discovering new things. A completely original experience.

Sighing, you looked at all the stars that passed your window, your eyes getting heavier at the sight. It was then that you remembered how tired you had been the whole time. But you wouldn't fall asleep in a place like this, right? Yet before your brain could start to think it through, you drifted off, leaning your head against the wall.

Though unbeknownst to you, your Intrusion would not go unnoticed for long.

For a confused Yautia checked their ship's condition, reading one more life sign than was anticipated. Looking for where it came from, they were even more confused to see it came from one of their cells, as they didn't recall ever capturing anyone on their trip.

Curious, yet cautious, they made their way to the cell you were in, typing in the code needed for the door to open. Weapon in hand, they slowly stepped inside, to see not a giant bloodthirsty creature like they had hoped, but a tiny child. No, not a child. What were they called again? Ah, yes- an ooman.

Stepping closer they tilted their head, examining your features. Your eyes were closed and your cheeks were warm. In fact, your whole body temperature was high. Higher than was normal for your species. Perhaps you were sick? Perhaps you were dying and thought they could fix you? Well, if that was your plan, you might have just succeed.

Trying to be as quiet as possible, which they were surprisingly good at for a creature their size, the giant predator made it's way over to you, gently picking you up into their arms, noting how you snuggled into them seeing as their body temperature was warmer than any human's.

Though while they found your helplessness rather adorable, their elders didn't quite seem to agree with having an ooman aboard their ship. Let alone giving it medical assistance.

But once they noted how it was strange a small creature like you managed to intrude without being noticed, the elders seemed just a little more fond of the idea.

Currently, you were laying on a bed, still sleeping peacefully, your fever now gone. Once they got the approval from their superiors the yautja who first found you instantly went to the xenobiologists on their ship, asking whether or not you would make it.

And while the yautja they encountered while carrying you through the halls of the ship were giving them sour looks, the xenobiologists and scientists of the crew seemed more than pleased with having you there. Excited to have a human to study up close, they immediately went to find out what was causing your condition.

Once they had figured out what was troubling you and gave you proper treatment, they ordered for you to be put in a bed and to let you wake up on your own.

This was all 8 hours ago. 8 hours you spend in a dream world, completely unaware that you were surrounded by creatures far more bizarre than any dream you ever had. But now that your body had gained back some of it's strength, you had slowly started regaining consciousness again. You could hear noises. Different one's than the ones you heard in the cell. They didn't sound like the dull thumping from something heavy hitting a wall, or the low hissing that occasionally came from behind. It sounded a lot more familiar. Peeps and the sounds of small objects being laid down on a table, the sliding of doors and quiet feet shuffling around the room. Almost like a hospital.

You thought about getting up. But even the mere thought of opening your eyes seemed tiring. Somehow your whole body just seemed too heavy to move, like you had exhausted all your energy and now you had to recharge. But as you heard two new pair of feet quietly enter the room, and took in the sound of a familiar clicking, the fear and excitement took over your body once more and you started playing with the fabric of your clothes, unsure if you should open your eyes or pretend you were still asleep.

Your captors must've seen this though, as they walked to wherever you were laying and sat down at your side, the bed dipping at one end. And even though your eyes were still closed, you could feel their gazes staring holes into your face. Eventually the silence became too uncomfortable for you and you akwardly opened your eyes, pretending you had just woken up. And what you saw in front of you was... definitely more than you had expected.

The two giant aliens sitting at your bedside flinched, mandibles flared in confusion and surprise as you quickly sat up, staring at them with wide eyes and a grin on your face.

"Holy shit!" You blurted out "A-are you guys actual aliens??" you asked them, leaning forward in excitement, completely ignoring the fact that these creatures could potentially be very dangerous.

Taken aback by your lack of fear, they simply looked at each other as if seeing if they thought the same thing, before looking back at you and nodding slowly.

This was then followed by a minute in which you three simply sat there, you staring at them and admiring their features and them contemplating what to do with you.

Knowing that to humans, Yautja seem quite hideous, one of them then decided to break the silence by asking you "What are your thoughts on our appearance, ooman?"

Though to their surprise, you didn't respond by insulting their facial features, like most humans they'd encountered. In fact, you did quite the opposite. Beaming with happiness and excitement, you started going on and one about their looks, praising them to the heavens.

"I- I don't even know what to say," you stammered, excitedly flailing your arms in front of you "I mean you guys look awesome!! Just look at you! You're gigantic! And you're practically ripped! And- oh my gosh look at those claws!!!" you squealed, taking one of their hands and admiring the sharpness of nails and the strange, yet beautiful colour of their skin

And whilst one of them, the one on the left, was visible taken aback, furrowing their brows and staring at you like you didn't know what you were saying, the one on the right simply puffed out their chest as if you were simply pointing out the obvious.

Truth be told, they were both extremely flattered by your reaction. Being xenobiologists, they both had a Initial fascination with other life forms, including humans. But they would've never thought one of these life forms would ever praise them in such a manner.

"You realize we will not harm you if you find us visibly displeasing, correct?" the left one said, watching your expression as you traced your finger over the thick veins on their hand. But the way blood kept rushing to your head as you studied their appearances made it all the more clear that you meant what you were saying.

"Wha- what do you mean?" you let go of their hand. Now the one on the right responded; "Oomans have in many instances insulted the appearance of our race. But you seem to know better than others of your kind" they said, obviously enjoying the way you looked at them with nothing but pure adoration

"How could anyone think that?? You guys look nothing short of badass! You look like you were build by the gods or something!" you exclaimed, not hesitating for a second to feed into their ego and insisting that anyone who didn't believe they were perfect were simply a bad liar.

The left one, though previously suspicious, was now also convinced that what you said was the truth, and soon puffed their chest out in pride as well, pleased with the compliments you were giving them even if they weren't sure what half of them meant.

And as you kept fawning about the beauty of these two aliens you had barely met, they glared at each other with only one thought on their mind;

This one's mine.

[idy-ll-ique]

Paparazzi.

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x F!Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Warnings: TOO META, m*sturbation, mentions of s*x

Requested: nope

Summary: I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me... Y/N Y/L/N writes Marvel fanfictions. One day, Sebastian stumbles upon her account and, unable to help himself, reads all the stuff she has written about him. He didn't mean to fall so hard for her but he does. How can he not? She has shown him parts of himself that he never even knew existed.

Author's Note: Hiya peeps! Okay so a few weeks ago I read a similar (but dark) fanfic and I really wanted to write a softer version of it... Enjoy!

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Same old, boring routine.

Y/N hit post and slumped against the headrest of her bed, sighing. She waited; a minute, then two passed and she noticed that someone had liked her post. She smiled to herself as she kept her phone away. Though boring, she wouldn't trade her life for the world. Y/N… well, she was a university student first and foremost but she was also a writer.

Being a big fan of the Marvel Cinematic Universe, she had started writing fanfictions a few years ago. She posted them on Tumblr, where her blog, though not very well-known, stood out enough for her posts to get around 800-1000 likes per post. She loved it; she loved writing, she loved posting her stories and especially, she loved the feedback.

Sometimes people were rude, but most times, the reviews she got were fantastic. She read each and every one of them, smiling goofily as people freaked out over her fanfictions. It warmed her heart. A smile automatically blooming on her face, Y/N lay down on the bed and decided to go to sleep, it being almost 3 am.

Unbeknownst to her, someone else was up at the same time, tossing and turning in his bed, restless.

Sebastian sighed as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. He drank some water and lay down again, closing his eyes but it was like sleep was mad at him. Refused to be anywhere near him. He groaned to himself and picked up his phone from the nightstand, deciding to go through Instagram, hoping he'd finally fall asleep to the glare of the screen.

As he logged into his account, he skipped the activity page and went straight to the explore page. Bored, he continued scrolling until his eyes landed on a specific photo. And the breath escaped his lungs when he clicked on it; the woman in the picture was absolutely gorgeous. He just couldn't resist going to her page, smiling widely when he read her bio.

It gave him her basic information; her name, her age, the university she attended. But what caught his eye was the link below the bio. My Marvel Fanfictions Master List. Marvel fanfictions? She was a writer? Smirking, he clicked on the link and it took him to Tumblr. Of course, he'd heard of the site, but didn't have an account on there. At 3 am, his mind sure wasn't working right.

A post popped up on the screen, the same master list she had mentioned earlier. And his eyes bulged out of their sockets; damn, those are a lot of fanfictions. He went through the whole thing, smirking again when he noticed that she had written the most fanfictions about him. Not Bucky Barnes, no, Sebastian Stan.

He clicked on the first one. The date of posting was way back, in 2019. He started reading; nothing about it felt weird to him; he was intrigued, if anything. And as he continued reading, he couldn't help but imagine her being in the stead of the female protagonist. Her, the writer. The woman whose picture had made him end up reading in the first place.

When he finished the story, his heart thudded wildly in his chest. Wow, she really has a way with words. And he had also noticed how in the author's note, she used a lot of slang but reading the story had made him realize that she had an amazing, extensive vocabulary. He went back to the master list and clicked on the latest post under his name.

Posted: 15 minutes ago.

His breath hitched in his throat when he read the warnings: there was going to be sexual intercourse in this one. For one moment, he hesitated; did he really want to read this? "Oh fuck it," he huffed and scrolled, starting to read. The more he read, the more his shaft twitched in his pants. He wasn't really like that during… but oh damn, he wasn't complaining.

"Oh, Seb…"

His hand slid down and he rubbed himself through his boxers, unable to take his eyes off the text in front of him. His strokes got harder and faster as the sex got steamier. "Ungh, I'm gonna cum—" And he suddenly came in his boxers, groaning. Slumping down on the bed, he quickly finished reading the rest of it, going back to the master list.

He took a screenshot with the account's name in it and then went back to her Instagram account to take another screenshot. Keeping his phone away, he slipped out of his boxers, cleaned himself and pulled the covers on top of him, finally feeling tired enough to fall asleep.

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Y/N was walking across the campus of her university, going to the cafeteria when her phone buzzed in her pocket. Taking it out, she opened Tumblr to read the message someone had sent her just then.

his-username: Hi there! I was binging your account last night, you write really well

your-username: Omg thank you!!!! I really appreciate it, I love getting feedback! 🥺❤

his-username: You're welcome! Especially your latest post, that was really good ;)

your-username: hehe 😈 glad you liked it!

Smiling widely, she kept her phone away and continued walking, not knowing that the person who had texted her was the same man she had written about. Sebastian smiled to himself when he read her text. After getting up in the morning, the first thing he had done was install Tumblr on his phone. Then he made an account for himself.

Figuring out the app was easy; he found out that there was an option to keep your liked posts and the accounts you followed hidden, and selected it immediately. No one needed to know what he did on the app. Then he went back to her account, pressed the follow button and started binge-reading her fanfictions again. Last night had he read only two, and that had left him wanting more.

Funny how much things can change in a night. He liked and reblogged all her posts without a second thought; he even read all her Bucky Barnes posts. She understood his character so well, put him on what he thought was an undeserved pedestal while writing about him. Some of the stories were AUs, which he found out stood for Alternate Universes. Mostly mobster or mafia stuff.

He had the day off, and he spent the entire time cooped up in his apartment, on his bed, reading. The more he read, the more he started fawning over her, over the version of him that she put out to the world. Dominating, suave and just perfect. He loved it. At the end of the day, he decided to text her again, hoping she wouldn't think he was weird or find out the truth.

his-username: do you wanna be friends, maybe? I'm new to the app, don't really have any friends here ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

That was a lie, he knew Mark Ruffalo had an active Tumblr account. But it's not like he could tell him.

your-username: Yes sure!!!! I was also thinking of making some friends on this app lol

his-username: You don't have any on here? But you've been here for years, haven't you?

your-username: haha yeah, but I don't really reach out to people much. Sometimes people leave their feedbacks on my posts, text me but that's that

his-username: Ohhh

his-username: well, let's start with names. Mine's Sebastian

your-username: Really?????? omg that's so cool lmaooooooo (didn't think you were a boy but 😳👀)

his-username: Not a boy, I'm a man 😤😂

your-username: 🤣 im y/n, btw

his-username: Y/N, that's a nice name

your-username: thank you!!!! So, what do you do?

his-username: nothing really that interesting, I'm in theatre

your-username: theatre is nice! I'm studying at [university] in New York lmao

his-username: Wait you're in New York? So am I!

your-username: ASDFHKSHKGF that's awesome!!! also I noticed that you've been going through my account the whole day 😏 notifications upon notifications keeping my phone busy

his-username: Oopsie?

your-username: 😂😂 I really don't mind, it was great! Despite the amount of likes on my posts, I only have a few loyal followers lmao gaining one more felt nice

your-username: You a big fan of Sebastian Stan? Cuz I noticed that you were only reading his and Bucky's fics 👀

Sebastian's face heated up.

his-username: kinda yeah 🤷🏻‍♂️😁

your-username: Cool cool cool, I'm a big fan of his too!!!! also got a crush on him but whatever 😳

Sebastian smirked at his phone. A crush on him, huh? That… was acceptable. He suddenly felt his cocky side coming out; the one she described in nearly all her fanfictions.

his-username: wouldn't blame ya, I mean, look at him. You have also written the most fics about him and Bucky

your-username: right????? damn that man has raised my standards. Anyway, I gtg now, I have to finish a paper before midnight. ttyl!

his-username: Bye! 👋🏻

He kept his phone away and took in a deep breath. This was the most fun he had had in years, and he was not letting her go so easy. He realized he was quickly falling for her; rather unhealthy, but he couldn't help it. Look at her. She looks like a goddamn angel, writes like one, makes him feel like one, do you really expect him not to fall for her? That's insane.

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Months passed by like a breeze. Y/N and Sebastian had become very good friends, and he knew his way around words just enough to keep her from finding out his identity while not lying to her. Y/N also appreciated his friendship, because he was the one to whom she could rant about her most favorite man in the world— Sebastian Stan.

Sometimes, she thought about how weird of a coincidence it was that her new friend and the actor shared the same names, but then she used to brush it off; that was a common name, right? They talked for hours on end; Sebastian (her friend, not the actor) was extremely witty, smart and fun to talk to, she had to admit. Sebastian felt the same way.

His feelings had worsened. Y/N entirely owned his heart now. Somedays, he'd just go on Instagram, go to her account— her username memorized by him— and stare at her photos until he grew tired; he'd never get tired of looking at her beautiful face but his stiff body afterwards begged to differ. She was just so Elysian. He longed for the moment when he could meet her in real life.

His personality had also changed majorly, and people had caught on. Especially his Marvel co-stars, who knew him to be introverted, shy and, in Anthony Mackie's words, "boring". They were surprised at his sudden change in attitude; he knew his worth and Y/N had helped tremendously in finding it. Now, all those adjectives that she used in her fanfictions fit him perfectly.

Sebastian was never tempted to read fanfictions about himself from authors other than Y/N. No, he only loved her work. He was sure no one else could write as beautifully as she did, he was her #1 fan. Y/N even sent him funny Marvel memes she found on the app and he used to enjoy them heartily; God, the others have no idea what they're missing out on. Our fans are awesome.

Everything was going well.

Until one day.

Sebastian was getting bored at home, so he decided to go to the nearby library to clear his mind. He had read not one book in the past few months, hung up on Y/N's fanfictions. At this point, he was obsessed with her and he knew it. It was nothing dark, per se, it was— it was similar to how Y/N was attracted to Sebastian. How she was a fan of his work.

Just the same. He was a fan of her work in the same way. Just how she was attracted to him, he was attracted to her. Walking into the library that he visited often, he gave the librarian a smile and ventured further into the dark place. He checked his watch; the library closed at 12 am, it was currently 9:30 pm.

Not many people were around, heck, nobody was around. He thought himself to be all alone until he heard it. A sigh, coming from a few aisles away. He walked in that direction and peeked around the corner, freezing when he saw the other person. Y/N? Her books were strewn all across the table as she sat alone at the booth, rubbing her temples.

"You okay?"

She looked up and her breath caught in her throat. I'm dreaming. This is not real. Now I know for a fact that Sebastian Stan is not standing in front of me, asking me if I'm— "Hello?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face, pulling her out of her thoughts. "I, uh— I'm— h-hi," she stammered and he almost chuckled. "Hi." She gulped visibly and blinked at the table, not meeting his eyes.

"Can I have a seat?" He wants to sit with me?! "Y-Yes, sure, sir," she blurted out and he easily slid into the booth next to her. "Hey, please, call me Sebastian. What's your name?" He gave her a friendly smile, even though all he wanted to do was push her back into the booth and kiss her wildly. His shaft twitched just by thinking about it; Y/N was a thousand times more beautiful in person.

"I'm Y/N, it's very nice to meet you, I'm… I'm a fan," she admitted, playing with the ring she wore on her left thumb. I'm your fan too, sweetheart, the biggest one. "Y/N, nice name. You come here often? I haven't really seen you around." She shook her head. "Oh no no, I moved to this part of the city just a week ago, this is my first time here. The library is cozy," she shrugged, easing out of her tense position.

Sebastian nodded. "Yes, I know, this place is awesome. Got all my favorite books here," he chuckled and she smiled at him. "What's all this?" A groan left her lips. "Ugh, stupid university work. I have to write a book report but I don't even know what to write about." He smiled gently. "Well, I have a few favorite books, would you like some suggestions?"

"Oh, please! Tell me!"

He started listing some of his favorite works and Y/N noted the names down until he said the last name. At that, she froze. That's the name of my latest— She looked up but he had a smile on his face. "Oh, and the last one is by my favorite author." He took a pause. "Y/N Y/L/N." She froze completely, staring at the man with her jaw dropped.

Sebastian grinned. "We finally meet, Y/N, I've been waiting for months." Her mouth opened and closed several times as she recalled every interaction she had had with her online best friend— scratch that— her celebrity crush. All the times she had confessed her love for Sebastian Stan, all the dirty and inappropriate memes that she'd sent him…

Embarrassment flooded her entire body as she exhaled shakily. "It was you," she croaked out, "On Tumblr, the account— I'm so sorry—" Sebastian frowned in confusion when she blinked back sudden tears, a few still rolling down her cheeks as shame replaced embarrassment. "Y/N, please don't cry…" She looked up at him, his figure blurry due to her tears.

"You've read everything, haven't you? I just— I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable—" He pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. Y/N couldn't hug back, though she appreciated the hug especially since it came from him. "You don't know how much you mean to me, doll," he mumbled into her shoulder, using the nickname she often used in the stories she wrote about him. He grew accustomed to it easily.

"Huh?"

He pulled away to wipe her tears. "It was an accident," he admitted, "But I stumbled onto your Instagram account from my explore page. Then I clicked on your account, saw that you wrote Marvel fanfictions and I just couldn't resist the urge to read what you had written. Blame it on 3 am me, to be honest. You're a great writer, and I was immediately drawn to your works. They're awesome.

"They've helped me so much in the past few months. You see this changed attitude that everyone's been talking about lately? All because of you, sweetheart. I'm sorry for keeping my identity secret, but after reading your works, I knew I had to get closer to you. I made the Tumblr account just for you, just so I could talk to you. I'm sorry for lying, but thank you."

Y/N dumbfoundedly stared at him for a few moments, her heart beat getting steady with each thump. Here was a man she admired, loved more than anyone else in the world, telling her that he harbored the same feelings for her. How crazy was that?! Not trusting her words, she simply pulled him into another hug. Sebastian wrapped his arms tight around her, pulling her flush against him.

"Can I kiss you, doll?"

She slowly pulled away from him and nodded, shyly biting her lip. Grinning at the endearing gesture, Sebastian cupped her face and leaned in, gently pressing his lips to hers. The kiss grew hungry in a matter of seconds, and Y/N responded just as eagerly. His hands slid down to her waist and tugged on it, pulling her on his lap. She straddled his thighs as they continued kissing.

"Fuck," he groaned when they finally pulled away from each other, out of breath and panting. "You see what you do to me, doll?" Sebastian spoke huskily as he took her hand, placing it right on top of the tent that was forming in his pants. "Oh," Y/N whimpered when she felt him, the sound going straight to his shaft. "How about I take you home and we recreate some of the scenes from your stories, hm?"

"O-Okay."

"Good girl."

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A/N: What a meta experience 🤡 Leave a like if you enjoyed, thanks for reading!

[alpxcamin]

More Than Just a Job

Requested?: nope~

Words: 5.2k

Group: Stray Kids

Member(s): Jeongin (feat. JYP lmao)

A/n: Omg this has been in my drafts for like 3 months wtf...Also, if the words are bolded, it means you’re speaking english lol and also a warning, this is kind of dramatic?? Idk I hope you enjoy this tho!! This was supposed to be one fic, but it was getting too long so I decided to chop it lmao. Next parts are coming soon ^^

Part 1 || Part 2

“Jeongin!”

“Ah, Miss y/n, I’m here!”

You turned around, scowling at the frantic boy. He was dressed in his usual white button-up shirt, paired with a long black tie, black dress pants, and black leather shoes. He was slightly hunched and a little messy, but still acceptable. His half-slicked back hair framed his fox-like facial features showed slight fatigue.

“Why are you late? You’ve never been late,” you hissed, making the Jeongin shrink into himself.

“I’m so sorry, Miss. I woke up late today. I have no excuse,” he gulped, fixing his hair.

“I’ll excuse you this time and this one time only. You’ve never been late before so I’ll let you off the hook. If you’re ever late again,” you stared coldly into his eyes, “You’re fired.”

“Yes, ma’am. I apologize,” Jeongin bows before scuttling to his small desk on the side of the room.

You sigh and walk towards your own desk before plopping into your comfortable swivel chair. You watched Jeongin as he set his things down by his desk and got back up and left the room. Jeongin was your personal assistant and you had to admit that he was the best you’ve ever had. You’re the youngest CEO, having graduated three years early, and have won multiple awards for your amazing work.

You became busy quickly and at the youthful age of only eighteen, you still were not able to handle all the stress by yourself. So, you began searching for someone to aid you with your work. You’ve looked and looked and worked with a couple of people, but they weren’t the right fit. Your life became drastically less stressful and you felt less pressure as soon as you met Jeongin.

He was the same age as you, but still in college. Now, it has been four years since you’ve started working with Jeongin. It’s his last year in college now so you’re hoping he would become more available after he graduates.

You stare down blankly at the paperwork in front of you, contemplating on whether you should start them now or hand them off to Jeongin to finish. Just then, the door creaks open and you look up. Jeongin shuffles in with a small tray of snacks and a fresh cup of steaming coffee, as usual.

“Here you are, Miss,” Jeongin sets the tray down on your table, “The coffee is still hot. You should wait a while.”

“Thank you,” you nod, dwelling in the scent of fresh coffee and sweet cookies.

“Oh, should I take the paperwork, Miss?” Jeongin asks, noticing the pile of papers you were previously staring at.

“Sure, thanks,” you shrug, handing him the stack.

You silently munched on the cookies and drank the coffee as you watched Jeongin start on the paperwork. To say he was a hard worker was an understatement and you felt bad for being so harsh on him. He has amazing work ethics, always polite, and he always followed your orders all the way down to the smallest details. He always had a smile on his face despite all the yelling, stress, and work he had to deal with. You really admired him, so as his boss, you believed that it was best to let him face challenges to help him grow.

Jeongin suddenly looks up, catching you staring at him. He gives you a sweet, dimpled smile before setting down his pen and getting up. He made his way over to your desk and took the empty tray.

“Would you like me to refill your cup?” he points to the empty cup in your hands.

“It’s alright. Just finish the paperwork by lunch. We have a meeting after,” you hand him the cup before turning back around to look for some files.

After Jeongin came back, the two of you worked in comfortable silence. Jeongin knew mornings just weren’t your thing so he didn’t bother you too much. It was your routine. You and Jeongin would come into the office, he’d get you some snacks and the two of you worked silently. Then, after lunch, the two of you would attend meetings if there were any and then get back to work, but Jeongin would speak up more. Finally, at the end of the day, Jeongin would drive you back home before heading for his night classes.

Occasionally, he would have to sign out in the middle of the day if his school schedule conflicted with his work schedule. You would reluctantly let him go, but you understood that he had to graduate.

Before you knew it, it was already noon. You looked up from your laptop and your eyes drifted to Jeongin, who was scribbling away. You got up and walked up to his desk.

“Have you finished?” you look down at what he was writing.

“I’m almost done. I’ll finish this last sheet and go to lunch,” Jeongin smiled up at you.

“Good. This meeting is going to be draining,” you roll your eyes at the thought of who you were going to work with today.

“Of course. Have a nice lunch, Miss,” Jeongin waves as you left the room.

---

“Jeongin. Do you have all the paperwork?” you ask as you walk steadily towards the meeting room.

Jeongin trailed behind you, “Yes, I have the paperwork and a couple of additional files.”

“Good. You know how this man is. Disgusting,” you seeth, stopping in front of the door.

You take a deep breath before opening the door. You put on a fake smile, showing off your pearly white teeth. The jolly, old man in front of you let out a bellowing laugh and you cringed internally. You had worked with him quite a few times and you had come to learn that he was extremely touchy. Jeongin has had to intervene many times. Unfortunately for you, he was good friends with your deceased parents and so naturally, your parents had hoped that you would work closely with him. You only agreed because your parents asked you to. You respected them and their decisions so you reluctantly complied.

“Y/n, good to see you again, love,” the middle-aged man spread his arms wide open for a hug.

“Please, do not call me ‘love’, Mister Park. I’ve told you many times,” you stepped back a little and reached for his hand for a quick shake.

“Aww come on, we’ve worked together for such a long time. Your parents and I were close anyway,” he shrugs before taking a seat on one of the ends of the long table.

You sat down on the opposite end and Jeongin sat next to you. The meeting officially began and you internally groaned. It would be another two hours of your life wasted. Mr. Park had never been too interesting and you always quietly dozed off whenever he was talking. Luckily, Jeongin always took down notes and spoke for you whenever you didn’t feel like interacting.

“Alright, what do you have to say this time,” you sigh, your fingers held up your head by your temple.

“I think you’re going to like this one,” Mr. Park chuckled.

“You say that every time,” you discreetly rolled your eyes. You heard Jeongin let out the slightest giggle next to you. He must have seen it.

“No, but really. This time, it’s big,” Mr. Park shakes his head, leaning forward.

You leaned back,” Then tell me.”

Mr. Park began his long, boring speech and you completely tuned him out. You blankly stared at the clock right above his head. In the middle of his rambling, he suddenly got up and you shook yourself awake a little.

“You’re going to go on a business trip to endorse my newest product!” Mr. Park practically yells.

“Pardon?” you slam down on the table, standing up as well.

“We’re sending you to tour the U.S. to endorse my new product. You’ll be out and about for a whole month. Isn’t that exciting? You young people love traveling, huh,” Mr. Park laughs, clapping for himself.

You looked in disbelief at the jovial man. You had never liked moving around and being an introverted person, traveling and being with people always drained you. You were also never really one to be the center of attention, despite being the CEO. You always had Jeongin present the latest products or do the talking. Being front and center made you feel weak and powerless. You never liked the feeling of people staring at you, waiting for you to mess up or belittling you.

“Sir, would you please elaborate?” Jeongin asks, placing a comforting hand on yours.

You weakly collapsed back into your chair. Your heart pounded rapidly in your chest and you give Jeongin a quick glance. He simply smiles warmly your way and patting your hands a few times, trying to calm you down.

“Of course, Mister Yang. Well, my new product is in need of some promoting. A beautiful, young lady like y/n would be great for marketing,” Mr. Park smirks.

“It’s not even my product. Why can’t you find someone else from your company to do it?” you scoff.

“This is a partnership, y/n. You must do some kind of work,” Mr. Park snorts as if it were obvious, “Besides, you kind of owe me this since your parents asked you to work for me.”

“Work with you, Mister Park,” you shake your head, trying to regain your composure, “I don’t work for you.”

“Sure, whatever. Anyway, we’ve already booked flights and hotels so you have to go. Traveling starts next week,” Mr. Park replies nonchalantly.

“Mister Park, I’m not sure that’s enough time to prepare for everything,” Jeongin looks at you worriedly.

“Ayy, don’t worry about it, kiddo. You children can adapt quickly,” Mr. Park’s cocky voice drifts off as he leaves the room.

As soon as the door shuts behind him and his employees, you dropped your head down to the table, clutching it with your arms. You let out a small groan. You could feel your tears bubbling in your eyes, but you refused to cry.

“Miss y/n...we’ll get through this. I’m here to help,” you felt Jongin's large hands rest on your back, rubbing it softly.

You sat up and looked at him wearily. His hand was still making comforting circles on your back. You didn’t want to drag him away from school for two whole months. It would just prolong his days of juggling studying and work.

“Are you sure?” you sniff.

“That’s what you hired me for, isn’t that right?” Jeongin chuckles kindly.

You nodded sadly, “I guess you can be dismissed now, today. I don’t want to do anything so please just take me home.”

“Of course. Let’s go,” Jeongin nods, helping you up.

You and Jeongin make your way to his car and he opens the door for you. You slipped in and buckled up. Jeongin soon joins you in his car and begins heading back to your house. It was only two in the afternoon, but you just wanted to sleep for the rest of the day. You rested your head on the window and watched as the colorful city flew past you.

“Jeongin,” you whispered, peeking over at him.

“Yes?” he responded, still looking at the road.

“Are you sure you want to pause school for an entire month...just to help me ‘endorse’ this product?” you guiltily ask.

“Of course. It’s my job to help you, right?” Jeongin glances over at you, smiling.

“Thank you,” you nod, before going back to watching the lively city.

---

You sat in your swivel chair, waiting for Jeongin to arrive. For once, you were dressed in casual clothes in the office. It felt weird, but you reminded yourself that you were leaving soon. You heard a knock before the door creaked and you spun around.

Your eyes widen a little at the sight of your assistant in casual clothing. Jeongin’s hair was down and fluffy. He had on an oversized, canary yellow hoodie paired with comfortable denim overalls. In his hand right hand was a medium-sized suitcase and a backpack hung from his left shoulder.

“You look like a minion,” you bluntly tell him, snickering a little. He looked cute though.

“I didn’t even realize that,” Jeongin frets, checking over his outfit.

You laugh a little, causing Jeongin to nervously giggle along. A ‘ding’ from your phone startles both you and Jeongin and you check your phone. The driver sent by Mr. Park had arrived and you sighed. You and Jeongin make your way down to the parking lot of the building.

A large, black van was parked and the driver was waiting for you. He opened the trunk and Jeongin helped you put your luggage in and put his in as well. You left your backpack in the back as well, but Jeongin kept his with him. Jeongin opened the door for you and you hopped in, buckling up right away. Jeongin slid into the seat next to yours and buckled up as well.

The ride to the airport was quiet, but it was a comfortable silence. After an hour drive, you finally reached the airport. The number of people traveling in and out the doors nearly made you faint. Luckily, Jeongin knew how to maneuver through the busy airport and the two of you safely made your way to your gate.

“What’s the schedule today?” you ask, holding your backpack close as you sat nervously, waiting to board the plane.

“Well, we’re going to the west coast, California, first. It takes about fourteen hours to get there. It should be about seven in the evening when we arrive. Mister Park booked a hotel one hour away from the airport. The hotel offers dinner so we could eat there and just rest for the day.” Jeongin informs you.

You simply nod, already dreading the long flight. Soon, first-class flyers were called so you and Jeongin lined up, to board the plane. The woman at the little podium in front of the gate scanned your tickets and you and Jeongin made your way to the plane to find your seats. Jeongin lifted your luggage into the little compartment above your seat and easily slid his in as well.

“Do you want the window or aisle seat?” Jeongin asks, adjusting his backpack.

“Uh, window,” you shrug before shuffling to the seat and sitting down.

You placed your backpack in the little corner between your seat and the seat in front. Luckily, there was a lot of room since you were riding in first class. Jeongin slips into his seat next to yours and slides his backpack underneath his seat.

Soon, all the passengers boarded and the pilot announced that you were lifting off. You had never flown before and to say you were nervous was an understatement. As soon as the flight attendants showed up, you quickly strapped on your seatbelt and pulled on the loose strap so that you were strapped in as tight as possible. Your hands gripped on the armrest so hard that your knuckles turned white. You felt lightheaded when the plane started moving.

“Hey, don’t be scared. You can hold my hand if you want,” Jeongin’s soothing voice breaks you out of your panicked state.

You looked over at Jeongin’s hand before hesitantly accepting his offer. You felt the plane tip upwards and you immediately shut your eyes, tightening your hold on Jeongin’s hand. You felt Jeongin give your hand a light squeeze. Finally, the plane evened out and you opened your eyes, letting out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding.

“Are you okay?” Jeongin asked and you looked over.

“Uh, thanks,” you awkwardly let go of his hand, immediately missing the warmth and comfort of it.

“No problem,” Jeongin smiles.

Throughout the flight, you and Jeongin discussed the plans and different flights. It had already been eight hours into the flight and dinner had just been served. You were beginning to feel drowsy and your head rolled back and forth as you tried to stay awake.

“Miss, are you tired?” Jeongin asked, his voice soft.

You sleepily nodded. Jeongin leaned over and you leaned back, a little shocked at his sudden advancement. He noticed and apologized.

“Uh, you can tilt your chair back if you want. Just press that little button there,” he leaned even closer to point at the button on the inside of your armrest, “And just push back.”

You pushed the button with your thumb and pushed back as instructed. You let out a small squeak of surprise when your seat slammed backward. Jeongin began laughing and you felt your cheeks heat up.

“No need to shove that hard,” Jeongin giggles, helping you adjust your seat.

“We should invest in a private jet. This sucks,” you pout.

“Noted,” Jeongin laughs.

You unbuckle your seatbelt, deciding that it was more comfortable that way. Jeongin soon joined you in leaning his chair back. Soon, your eyelids began getting heavier and heavier and you drifted up into a dreamless sleep.

---

A bright beam of light woke you up. You were a little disorientated, confused as to why you didn’t feel like you were in bed. Blinking, you tried to wake yourself up and you looked down. A rose pink jacket had been draped neatly over your body. You were confused. You didn’t remember having that over you when you fell asleep, much less owning it. You looked over at Jeongin’s seat to ask him, but he wasn’t there.

You sighed and looked out the window. The sky was light blue and the white, fluffy clouds drifted underneath the plane. The bright sun shone through the window, illuminating your lap.

“You’re awake,” a sudden voice makes you jump and turn around.

“Oh, it’s you,” you sigh in relief, placing a hand over your pounding heart.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Jeongin chuckles, “Did you sleep well?”

“I suppose. This seat is nowhere near as comfortable as my bed though,” you complain.

“I can imagine,” Jeongin laughs, sitting back down.

You remembered the jacket still draped over you and you shook it off. Folding it neatly, you held it out to Jeongin, “I assume this is yours.”

“Yeah, you were shivering in your sleep. It gets pretty cold on planes,” Jeongin explains, taking his jacket back.

“Oh, thank you,” you awkwardly nod.

“You only slept for four hours. Can’t sleep?” he asked.

“Four hours? It felt longer,” you frown, “I’m fine though, thanks for asking.”

“Well, we’re landing in two hours, so you can get more rest when we get to the hotel later,” Jeongin says.

“Okay, sounds good. Make sure to give Mister Park a call when we land. I don’t want to deal with him,” you hum, “Tell him ‘thank you’ for paying for the hotel.”

“Of course,” Jeongin agrees.

The two hours passed quickly. You and Jeongin just went over the week’s plans another time before the pilot announced the landing of the plane. You were more than ecstatic to get off and Jeongin chuckled at your enthusiasm.

You practically bolted off the plane as soon as the plane halted, but Jeongin held you back. He reached up and opened the compartment and pulled out your luggage. You watched as he grabbed his own.

His hood had been pulled over his head, leaving only his soft bangs and handsome face exposed. His sleeves slid down as he reached for his luggage and exposed his toned arms. He wet his lips before pulling his luggage out of the compartment, causing his arm muscles to flex. You had to admit, he looked pretty attractive at the moment.

“Alright, we can head out now,” Jeongin turns to you, pulling up the handle from his luggage.

You frantically turned around and began walking, pretending as you hadn’t just been checking him out. You didn’t know what got into you and why Jeongin suddenly looked so attractive. Maybe it was the lack of sleep. Maybe it was seeing him in casual clothes for the first time. Maybe it was spending fourteen continuous hours with him. Of course, you had thought he was handsome before, but you were never really attracted to him. Shaking off these thoughts, you focused on making it out of the bustling airport.

Finally, the two of you made it out to the exit and luckily, the car to pick you up had already arrived. Jeongin loaded both yours and his luggage into the car and the driver set off towards the hotel. On the way, you pulled out a small booklet and handed it to Jeongin.

“Here, study up on your English,” you tell him, "Mister Park may have chosen me to do the promoting, but you’re going to have to at least understand the locals here.”

“Of course. Thank you, Miss,” Jeongin takes the book and immediately begins flipping through it.

“Also, don’t forget to call and thank Mister Park,” you reminded.

“I’ll do that right now, Miss,” Jeongin set the book down and pulled out his phone, searching his contacts.

You stared outside the window, but you were listening in on Jeongin’s conversation with Mr. Park. You felt a little guilty for shoving the call onto Jeongin, but you really didn’t want to deal with that creepy, old man after an uncomfortable fourteen-hour flight.

“Hello, Mister Park. This is Yang Jeongin, Miss y/n’s personal assistant,” Jeongin paused and waited for Mr. Park’s reply, “Yes, we’ve arrived safely, sir. Thank you for booking the hotel for us.”

You looked over at Jeongin and gave him a thumbs up. He gives you his brightest smile, and you turn back to look out the window. You don’t know what’s happening, but you felt yourself blushing at his adorable smile. That’s never happened before.

“Thank you, Mister Park. We will call you later. Goodbye, sir,” Jeongin ended the call and slipped his phone back into his pocket.

During the rest of the car ride, you and Jeongin simply enjoyed each other’s company, well at least you enjoyed it. You were never sure if Jeongin liked you because of the constant, bright smile on his face. He had always been one who could easily mask his annoyance or distraught so you never really knew.

Finally, you reached the hotel and you had to admit, it was quite nice. It was one that you would personally book for vacation if you ever traveled. You and Jeongin waited in the lobby for the bellhops to help with your luggage and to sign in. You watched Jeongin as he marveled at the sight in front of him.

“You seem to like this place,” you chuckle.

“I’ve just never been in such an expensive hotel before,” Jeongin looked around in awe.

“You’ll have to get used to it,” you smile, admiring the boy.

“I guess I will,” Jeongin looks back at you, his eyes sparkling with joy.

“Let’s go check in,” you began walking towards the check-in desk.

“Hello, sir. We’d like to check-in. The reservation was made by Mister Jinyoung Park,” you informed the man in perfect english.

You heard a little gasp from behind you. Turning around, you saw Jeongin who quickly placed his hand over his mouth. You gave him an amused grin before turning back to the employee.

“Here’s your key, Miss. Have a nice night,” the employee handed you the key.

“Thank you,” you examined the key card, “Excuse me. Why is there only one key? We have two people.”

“Sorry, it says here...Mister Park only booked one room,” the man shrugged.

Your mouth dropped open as you stared at the employee’s retreating form. He disappeared behind the staff door and you aggressively turned to face Jeongin who jumped back a little.

“Is there something wrong, Miss y/n?” Jeongin asked, brows furrowing in worry.

“Mister Park…” you hissed under your breath, eyes flaming.

“What happened?” Jeongin inquired.

“That goddamn fool,” you scoffed, a dissatisfied smirk appeared on your face.

Jeongin shivered a little at the sight, “Uh...Miss y/n, you have to tell me what’s wrong so I can help.”

“That oaf booked only one goddamn room!” you roared, shoving the key card in Jeongin’s face. His face flushed and he looked down shyly.

“M-miss y/n, I’m sure it was a mistake,” Jeongin gulped, “We should call him to change it.”

“His cheap ass probably paid for only one room because it was too expensive and he wanted to annoy me. He knows I like my privacy. I’m not going to give him the satisfaction of annoying me,” you fumed, completely ignoring what Jeongin had just said.

Jeongin’s face was now even redder, “A-are you sure, Miss y/n?”

“I’m more than sure,” you smirked, your gaze piercing through Jeongin’s poor soul.

“O-oh, o-okay,” Jeongin choked out.

You stormed away to the elevator, Jeongin meekly following. You angrily pressed the up button and stood there, waiting for the elevator, arms crossed over your chest. Your foot rapidly tapped against the tile floor. Luckily, no one else was in the elevator when it arrived and you and Jeongin stepped in. Jeongin pressed the button to the penthouse and you pouted all the way to the top.

“Are you really sure, Miss y/n?” Jeongin hesitated as the two of you reached the room door.

“I’m sure, Jeongin,” you hissed, snatching the key from his hands and swiping it.

You entered the room. Usually, you would be more than satisfied with it, but the only catch is that there’s only one bed. Your knees turned into jelly and you collapsed, but before your knees could hit the floor, Jeongin caught you and helped you up.

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?” Jeongin worries.

“T-there’s...only,” you feel as if you were going to cry, “one bed.”

“What?!” Jeongin screeched, nearly falling over and almost dropping you.

“Mister Park is going to regret this,” you mumbled, already planning a murder plan.

“W-we should r-really go ask for a room change,” Jeongin begs.

“No, we’re not. We can’t let Mister Park win,” you glared at the blubbering boy.

“O-okay,” for the first time, you saw Jeongin near tears.

---

Toothbrush in hand, you squeezed a little glob of toothpaste onto it and began brushing your teeth. You peeked into the bedroom, hair still dripping wet. Jeongin was sitting awkwardly on the couch, scrolling through his phone. The television was on, but the volume was low. The two of you decided that some white noise would be the best way to distract you from the fact that there was only one bed. Jeongin had offered to take the couch, but you insisted that he slept on the bed. You couldn’t have him in a bad condition during the promotions tomorrow. Besides, you were a good boss.

“Oh, Miss y/n,” Jeongin looked up from his phone, noticing you peeking out of the bathroom.

“How early do we need to be up tomorrow?” you paused your brushing, the foamy paste all over your lips.

“The meeting starts at eight in the morning. We should eat breakfast before though...so maybe be up at seven?” Jeongin gets off the couch and walks towards you.

He hands you his phone and you scrolled through the schedule, nodding a few times. You ducked back into the bathroom to rinse your mouth out before popping back out. You handed Jeongin his phone back.

“Miss y/n, you should dry your hair. You can’t afford to get sick now,” Jeongin looks at your soaking hair worriedly.

“It’s fine. I’ll be fine,” you dismiss him, waving a hand.

Jeongin reached for your waving hand and grabs your wrist. He gently tugged you back into the bathroom before plugging in the hairdryer and turning it on. His actions shocked you, but also made you a little shy.

You watched through the giant mirror as Jeongin dried your hair, occasionally ruffling it to make sure it was drying evenly. Your eyes traveled all over his face. His brows were furrowed and his tongue was peeking out from his mouth. He had the cutest “concentrating face” and you couldn’t help but smile at the sight. Finally, Jeongin turned off the hairdryer and you parted your hair away from your face.

“I could have done that by myself,” you huff, trying to mask your satisfaction.

“Well, it’s my job to help you out,” Jeongin chuckles.

“Whatever,” you pout, “You can use the bathroom now.”

Jeongin simply laughs and retrieves his clean clothes before entering the bathroom and locking the door. You sigh and slipped into bed and scrolling through your phone. You hadn’t really thought about the consequences of sharing a bed with Jeongin until you actually got into the bed. Although it was the penthouse and the bed was fairly large, the bed was still meant for only one person. You swallowed harshly, trying to imagine how far you’d have to scoot to keep a safe distance from Jeongin.

Before you knew it, Jeongin was out of the bathroom, clad in a plain white t-shirt and light gray joggers. You subconsciously slid further down into the blankets, covering your face with your phone as you tried your best to look away. You’ve never shared a room with a boy, much less shared the same bed with one. You felt shy. You felt like a little girl who was experiencing something new.

Jeongin shuffles over to the bed and hops in, staying at the very edge of it like you were. You appreciated the space he left in between the two of you and bid him goodnight before turning off the lights.

You rolled away so that you weren’t facing him and closed your eyes. However, no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t sleep. Not with Jeongin right next to you at least. You weren’t sure if Jeongin was asleep or not, but you could hear his soft breathing and it comforted you a little. Soon enough, your eyes began drooping and you were knocked out cold.

~Admin Liz ♡

[wanna-17]

sisterzoned ft. kang daniel (pt.1)

summary: you’re sisterzoned by your crush the moment you two meet, will you ever have a chance?

length: 1.7k

a/n: so i was cleaning my room and came across my journal that i wrote in when i was at the young age of T H I R T E E N and legit all i wrote about was about this crush i had that completely sisterzoned me within one minute of meeting r i p m e. and you can say i’ve never had a serious crush after that lmao and then i was getting all angsty so i decided to write a scenario based on it its super tragic and like i have not talked to him since like 6 years ago HAHAHAH but I DECIDED TO WRITE ON DANIEL so let me know what you think of this!! 

part 2 is here

your parents had signed you up to some sort of “cultural learning” camp that went for 2 weeks without telling you

you were from busan and the trip was to seoul during the school holidays

and for you being away from home for 2 weeks was a long time

and on the camp it was gonna be full of other high school students who were probably forced to go as well lmao

luckily your best friend doyeon was also going as your parents had discussed about this behind your backs

so here you were at the airport with a massive luggage and your best friend by your side

and you guys were surrounded by about 30 or so strangers who you’d never seen before and most looked just as distressed

there were also some adults that were like “leaders” for the camp but they were  more like middle aged parents

you sighed

the leaders started marking the roll

“kang daniel?”

no one responded or raised their hand so the teacher moved on to the next name which was yours as you were also a kang

when she nearly finished marking the roll a boy ran to the teacher and he seemed to be breathless probably having just run in to the airport

“sorry i’m late!” chirped the boy

he was carrying a big duffel bag and held a weird looking racket in his hand

you couldn’t see his face but you couldn’t help but think that he had such a wide back and wide shoulders lmao

he talked to the leader for a bit and joined this other tall boy who was by himself and they gave each other a  bro hug

finally the roll was done and everyone began to check in, then go through security etc.

finally everyone was at the boarding gate and there was still an hour til boarding time so there was time to mingle and get to know people

and at this point you and doyeon had not spoken to anyone at all as you were both really tired and ceebs 

you glanced around curiously looking at those around you and seeing if there was anyone else that looked friendly that you and doyeon might be able to approach to make friends

your eyes landed and lingered on the boy who’d come in late 

now that you could see his face he seemed really familiar and cute 

“hey doyeon is it just me or does that guy who came in late look familiar to you?” 

doyeon also looked over at him and after a few seconds she slapped your arm

“OMG Y/N I’M PRETTY SURE THATS KANG DANIEL FROM OUR SCHOOL IN THE YEAR ABOVE” shrieked doyeon excitedly

“really omg the basketball player???” you asked 

doyeon nodded in response, “what the heck is he doing on this camp” 

you didn’t notice that you and doyeon were actually pretty loud and daniel and his friend had heard you so they walked over to you guys 

you and doyeon looked at each other in embarrassment and you wanted to dig a hole 

“hey guys i think i heard you guys say that i go to your school” said daniel smiling as he approached you and doyeon 

“yeah!” replied doyeon “we didn’t mean to be creepy you just looked familiar” 

“that’s cool so you guys go to xx high school as well?”

“yeah! except this girl is transferring schools” replied doyeon as she patted you on the back sadly 

the thing was your dad had gotten a new job on the outskirts of busan so your family was moving there

and now that the popular basketball player from the year above was talking to you you were slightly upset about transferring :((

“oh what that’s such a shame” said daniel

and he looked at you with a bunny smile and wow your heart started racing and it’ll be while since you felt that way

the friend who was with daniel introduced himself

“hey i’m ong seongwoo, not hong seongwoo not wong seongwoo but ong seongwoo” said seongwoo emphasising the ong i had to

you guys all introduced yourselves and seongwoo offered for you guys to all wait together as where they were sitting had a lot of space

daniel came over and helped you and doyeon take the luggage

you’d already started pulling your luggage but he took it from you

and you couldn’t help but be touched by such a small gesture

you guys all talked and got to know each other better 

and it was cool how you guys all went to the same school

and honestly you became really sad at the idea of having to transfer schools…….you wanted to know daniel more honestly speaking 

and maybe you guys would talk at school if you didn’t have to transfer 

when it was time for boarding you ended up standing next to daniel and you were a little nervous bc before it was in a group so everyone was talking to each other and over each other 

“hey y/n you know what i realised we have the same last name” said daniel

“yeah we do” 

“you know i’m an only child and i’ve always wanted a younger sister and you’re just so small and cute so can i adopt you as my younger sister?” asked daniel

you were surprised at the request but you agreed happily 

he said i was cute you kept repeating to yourself as you smiled 

you were happy that he was going to call you sister bc that meant he wanted to be close to you and you couldn’t help but be happy at that 

the funny thing was tho his older brotherly instincts turned on immediately as you didn’t think he would ACTUALLY treat you like a younger sister 

he always called you sister or sis in this really cute tone 

on the plane when you couldn’t finish the food he helped you eat it and ruffled your hair

he ALWAYS ruffled your hair and you loved it 

when he found out you liked kpop he’d call you sistarrrrr and tease you about it 

which was cute but annoying 

during the camp he always cared for you and asked how you slept 

he sometimes even bought you drinks and snacks and gave you medicine when you were unwell

one time when walking on the sidewalk a car passed by pretty closely and he made you walk on the inside 

one time the elevator was super packed but you really needed to get in so you were kinda squished against daniel sort of against the wall while you awkwardly staring at his chest 

one time everyone at camp visited some old building and you got a lot of dirt and dust on your jacket. when you guys came out daniel was like: “hey sis you got your jacket dirty i’ll get it off for you” and he just patted it all of straight away 

one time everyone was taking a group photo and just before the camera clicked he’d put his arm around you 

one time when walking around hongdae you’d stopped to pick up a call from your mum and daniel was the only one who patiently waited for you on the sidewalk  

you just couldn’t figure him out bc honestly speaking he was such a nice guy and treated every girl really well 

so those “moments” probably didn’t mean anything to him bc they were little things but they meant so much to you 

but then it wasn’t like he waited for every girl??

you were an older sibling at home and were always the one watching out for others

but now that someone was watching out for you made you feel really special and loved 

and he called you his sister which should be a clear sign of the sisterzone??

but you couldn’t help but think that maybe he did like you?? bc everything he did confused you 

another time at night a few people were gathered playing the pocky game 

daniel had the pocky and jisung spun the bottle……………and it landed on you 

you were frozen and your mind was blank as you didn’t know how to react 

you looked up and met eyes with daniel…and well they looked a bit hopeful? he was laughing and his eyes turned into crescents but they looked kinda hopeful 

everyone else was cheering and chanting 

before you could make a decision another guy jaehwan who was super hyper and getting impatient did it instead 

you sat there in a daze, half regretting it bc you wanted to have your first kiss with someone you liked and you were sure you liked daniel 

but you were scared and a nervous wreck 

honestly though you liking daniel was a gradual process there wasn’t a defining moment on when you started to like him 

but you knew when was the confirming moment of you liking daniel 

the moment itself was pretty stupid because it wasn’t related to you but it made your heart melt 

it was when everyone was at a two storey restaurant and suddenly daniel had to go downstairs

you were curious as to where he went so you excused yourself and went downstairs 

and you saw daniel with an elderly couple which you soon found out were his grandparents 

you observed the way he interacted with them and how tender he was with them 

most 16 year olds who were the star basketball player of their year would not want to be seen in public with their relatives

but here was daniel, clinging onto his grandma and talking to her with the most admirable smile

you couldn’t help but feel you heart beat 

a family oriented guy plus a nice personality and good looks what more did you need?

you smiled to yourself as you headed back upstairs

soon the camp came to an end and you enjoyed the 2 weeks so much 

they were in fact the best 2 weeks of your life bc you’d met daniel 

also by the end of the camp literally everyone was questioning whether you two were a thing or not and he always just gave a laugh and brushed it off as he said “look at y/n she’s my awesome sister” 

at the airport he’d given you a big hug and you swear it was slightly longer than the hugs he gave to the other girls 

he’d said to you “thanks for being the best little sister” and he’d ruffled your hair 

you nodded and couldn’t even come up with a coherent answer because you wanted the past 2 weeks to go on forever 

you didn’t want to not see daniel again 

you wished you weren’t transferring schools 

on camp daniel had whined a lot about you transferring schools 

after the camp you and daniel became facebook friends and talked a few times

but you honestly were super awkward online and didn’t know what to  talk about so after a month or so you and daniel lost contact even though there was the title of facebook friends 

5 years went on like that 

the school you had transferred to was an all girls school and you barely had any contact with any other guys 

so daniel was basically the first and last guy you had really liked he was like your first love

but then again it was just a fleeting camp crush right?

during this time you did see some pictures of daniel on facebook from time to time

but that was it you never initated to talk to him on facebook because you were too scared and embarrassed to do so

plus you were sure you had moved on from him thats what you thought girl 

but one day as you were mindlessly scrolling through facebook on the bus you came across a picture

of daniel kissing a girls cheek

and you suddenly felt your heart tear into pieces 

and you didn’t even know why 

ok lmao idk anymore HAHAHA let me know what you guys think!! i’ll have part 2 coming soon hopefully and the remaining of my first meeting au! series :) 

masterlist is here

[wannasoftimagine]

imagine park woojin as your classmate

project partners to dating partners :’)

(( AS REQUESTED // omg since ure a woojin stan can i get a request where y/n and woojin study in the same course after his wanna one activities (before he debuts in brand new music) and got closer after a project andddd you can write whatever after that LMAO :^) THANK YOU ))

okay so ure a fan of wanna one

who isnt tbh

and lucky u bc it turns out tht ure going to college w the one and only park woojin!!!!!!! (srsly tho what r the chances)

u forgot tht woojins age is kinda similar to urs bc he always acts like a tough guy on stage or a little kid off stage and u forget that hes a student like u

anyways

its a little weird to get used to seeing him in person after all the pictures n videos uve seen of him online

like?? hes a Real Person??? what a wild idea

and even tho ure both in the same college course, u try to keep ur distance

as much as ud like to befriend him, hes still an idol (even tho he hasnt debuted w brand new yet) and its rlly hard for u to start up a conversation w someone famous

also ure lowkey worried tht its going to ruin how much u admire him, and that actually talking to him will destroy how highly u view him

little do u kno hes seen u around campus before n thinks ure pretty cute

;))

okay but anyways

u make sure to stay out of his way bc the last thing u want is to bother him by asking for a signature or picture or smthn

u try and keep a minimum of like 10 yds between u at all times

(bc itd be even more embarrassing if u tripped right in front of him and that was the first thing he noticed abt u)

but lucky for u, life doesnt care what u have planned

bc its only a month into the semester and u already have a huge project assigned

of course, it’s a partner project

it might be okay if u were able to choose ur partners, but ur teacher insisted on trying to help everyone “bond w their classmates” so its all completely random

unfortunately for u, u get sick the day that ur teacher assigns partners

so u have no idea who ure paired up with

ure stuck asking some of ur classmates, but none of them rlly remember

everyone was a bit busy stressing out over their own partners tbh

and u keep asking around a bit, but u only know so many ppl in the class so eventually u kinda give up and hope ur partner isnt too bad

u settle on focusing on ur other classes, studying for future exams and reviewing ur notes in the library

even tho ure not sick anymore, u still feel a bit drowsy from all of the different medications u took and all of the work u were trying to catch up on

so. all excuses aside u fall asleep

prob not the best plan esp since some of ur things are balancing on the edge of ur desk

but the heart wants what the heart wants, and it rlly wants to sleep

ure having a rlly weird dream abt pirate monkeys when ure jolted awake by someone bumping into ur side

u look up to see someone sprinting away from u and like okay. thts a little weird

u try not to think abt it too much bc ure still kinda sleepy

so u settle on gathering ur things so u can head back to ur dorm and decide whether or not u want to study, sleep more, or find something to eat

as u collect everything, u notice a little post it note that hadnt been there before

in messy handwriting, it says “i didnt want to wake u but im ur partner for the partner project. im woojin and u can text me at [xxx-xxx-xxxx] whenever u want to meet up i hope u sleep well”

u realize that ur partner is prob the one u saw sprinting away from u earlier after he accidentally bumped into u lol

somehow u momentarily forget that ur partner is THE park woojin and ure like aw cool this woojin guy seems nice

then ure like WAIT A SECOND

ure highkey in shock and keep pinching urself to make sure its real

so u end up taking the rest of ur stuff back to ur room and wondering how u should text him

eventually u decide on a simple greeting and ur name, and u ask him when hes free

u have to send the text and then throw ur phone onto the floor bc U JUST TEXTED PARK WOOJIN ABT MEETING IN PERSON. GOD BLESS

ure suddenly super grateful abt every decision tht led u to this moment

anyways

ur phone buzzes on the floor so u scramble to pick it up

only to realize tht its a text from ur mom asking how ure doing

u text her back and tell her not to worry, then attempt to clean ur room a little instead of waiting for woojin to text u back

u just finish reorganizing ur closet when he texts u

its a quick text, smthn along the lines of “im free tmrw afternoon, do u want to meet by the cafeteria” so u agree quickly and hope u dont seem too desperate

and u KNOW its not a date

u guys havent even spoken to each other before so???

but ure still rlly nervous bc its WOOJIN and u want to impress him, even if ure just going to spend most of ur time talking abt boring coursework

u both settle on a time to meet and u pretend not to freak out

anyways skip to the next afternoon

u get there a bit early but ?? hes there already ??? ldsjks

and he looks Really Cute like hes wearing a sweater and ripped jeans and looking like complete boyfriend material wow ure p sure u can feel ur heart stop in ur chest

hes a bit awkward but uve heard abt how shy he is so u try not to take it personally

as soon as he sees u he blurts out tht u look nice and that is not helping the way tht this feels like a date

u guys end up moving to a bench in the shade bc its rlly nice out and this way ure able to talk freely without worrying abt being too loud

he explains the project a little, and u guys go back and forth offering up ideas

he always nods super enthusiastically whenever u suggest smthn and its honestly the cutest thing uve ever seen

its so weird for u to remember that this is the same guy uve seen videos of online bc what the heck

anyways

neither of u are extreme geniuses in the class, but ure both still pretty smart

ure pleased to find tht u guys complement each other well, w different areas of interest inside the same field

it helps ur project run a lot smoother than u thought it would, so u guys split up the work and agree to do as much as u can before u meet up again

ur conversations are still a bit stilted bc ure both still shy w each other, but overall u seem to get along well so ure happy

u text each other every once in awhile to talk abt the project or ask questions

u meet up a few more times in the next couple weeks but its all work and no business

still, over time u find urselves joking around with each other a little more, teasing each other and talking abt urselves instead of the project

of course, all things must come to an end

so all too soon, the day u submit the final project arrives

and ure a little worried tht woojin is going to disappear from ur life again

bc maybe he’s only been this nice to u bc hes just a sweet guy, but as soon as the project ends he wont care abt talking to u anymore

after all, its not like u guys meet up for meals or to hang out that often - even when ure just relaxing w each other, theres always some part of ur convo tht centers around the class

so as ure freaking out over this

he texts u asking if u want to come over to his dorm while he submits it

and mb u guys can just hang out afterwards?

obviously u agree and u cant stop smiling

when u show up at his dorm, hes wearing sweatpants and a tshirt and he looks adorable as heck when he invites u in

u guys sit on his bed as he loads all the stuff on his laptop and u try not to be hyperaware of the space between u two

woojins also screaming internally but somehow u dont notice the way he keeps staring at u out of the corner of his eye

u click the “submit” button together and HIS HANDS ARE SO GENTLE also theyre shaking a little???? huh

u assume its just bc hes Extra Nervous for the project but honestly? no hes just never been this close to u and hes freaking out

but anyways

u decide to go out to eat off campus afterwards to celebrate being done

a lot of the places have long waits or are too expensive so u just eat at a chikfila

its rlly casual but its fun and u guys argue abt whether chicken nuggets or chicken sandwiches r better and u cant help but think abt how much fun ure having w hiim

u end up blurting it out to him on accident and ure v v embarrassed

but he laughs and admits tht he rlly likes spending time w u too

so u promise each other to keep hanging out afterwards

it gets to the point where weeks later, ure still texting each other to complain abt classes or ask abt the other persons day

it still feels like a dream tbh

but u guys enjoy each others company whenever u can

most of the time u end up meeting each other at the cafeteria or studying together in the library, but u both just rlly like spending time w the other person

this routine continues for awhile and its prob the best part of ur life

but at one point ure trying to sneak up on woojin and surprise him when u see him talking to himself

as u creep forward, u realize tht hes actually on the phone, and he looks kinda stressed

it feels a bit invasive so ure looking around trying to find a place to go while he finishes up his phone call

but then u hear him say ur name so. consider u INTERESTED

and he keeps getting flustered and shutting down anything tht the other person says which is weird bc hes p shy, but hes never usually tht adamant and blushy abt something

eventually he tucks his phone away and lets out a Huge sigh so ure like,, hey u good

and he laughs it off but u can tell hes a little antsy, so u decide to tell him tht u overheard a little bit of him on the phone, and u ask him what it was about

he literally turns into a tomato its so funny u wish u had recorded it

but hes like “HOW MUCH DID U HEAR”

even tho u tell him u didnt hear much, he refuses to believe u and he spends the next few minutes pouting

u keep trying to get him to talk to u normally, but he refuses

finally he ends up grumbling smthn and ure like ???

and after a few half hearted efforts to repeat himself hes like “just tell me u dont like me back”

and. WHAT.

he pouts again and its so sos sosososoos o so cute u think ure going to combust honestly

“i kno u heard me tell him tht i like u!!!! just tell me u dont feel the same and leave me alone to cry”

and u have to reassure him tht u definitely didnt hear that BUT ALSO what???

n hes literally mortified when he realizes ure serious

but he has this rlly cute determined expression like “ok well now u kno i like u!!!!! y/n, please go out w me???”

n its like OF COURSE and u tell him tht u like him too and he keeps smiling and acting shy

honestly u both just make each other super happy

when u start dating, its not too diff from when u were friends, except now ure more affectionate w each other

both physically and with ur words

he loves hyping u up, and u feel the same

esp when he starts practicing more to debut w the rest of the bnm boys

u support the heck out of each other and can always count on the other person to be there for u when u need it the most

honestly its super soft and ure totally proud to be a lowkey campus couple even tho u have to keep ur relationship on the down low bc of dispatch

still u both care for each other a lot and u wouldnt trade what u have for the world

[sunnysidewrites]

Soulmate!Taeyang

Requested by anon: Soulmate!au for Taeyang please?? Preferably with the both of you being childhood friends too! Thank you so much!!

hi my little anon this is for you!!! im sorry if its kinda yikes i never like my writing or the product tbh and when i do i feel like it gets overlooked by my other pieces rip @ writers the struggle is rEAL but anyways i hope you enjoyed this!!! also im tearing up on how much notice vigilante!wonwoo is getting thank you guys so so much!!! remember that REQUESTS ARE OPEN READ FAQ AND RULES FIRST SEND THEM INNNN

au where you have a tattoo of what your soulmate is most passionate about

since you were little you had a small cute tattoo on your wrist of a pair of dance tap shoes

but what did you know you were only 4 and only thought “those are pretty shoes!!”

when you entered kindergarten you met fETUS TAEYANG HOW CUTE AWW

“hi i like your tattoo!!!!”

“thanks i’m y/n!!”

“i’m taeyang!!! check out my tattoo my dad said they’re music notes”

he had little musical notes trailing down his forearm and you’re just like wow that’s so beautiful!!

“do you know what these tattoos are for?”

“my dad said it’s what your soulmate is most passionate about (whatever that means LOL),,, so what your soulmate really really likes!!”

how cUTE smol you and tae become little cute friends just like that!!!

even at age 5 tae was so certain and self-assured he loved dancing and singing but not as much as grooving to the beat

on the other hand you were still unsure and wanted to explore a variety of fields

smol 5 year old tae would bust out his moves to you and hE IS JUST TOO!!! ADORABLE IM CRYING

your friendship only strengthened over the years but

alas!!!! you had to separate in middle school darn young love :((

your parents’ jobs made them relocate to another city

but ofc you and tae were determined to continue communicating!!! so you exchanged home phone numbers

y'all are so cute you would talk on the phone for hours but then,,,,

they got more and more infrequent, as he was trying to make a name out of himself by joining dance competitions and basically he got the ball rolling for his career starting at that point

you were lonely and missed talking to your best friend :(((

you were always so jealous of tae’s determination you were just,,, a wandering lost soul

in these dark times you turned to music and found major relief and comfort in soothing calm ballads and upbeat pumping beats

you got interested in music very quickly and decided to take up some music classes

you eventually learned how to play the piano and guitar, which led you to making cOVERS!!!!

you were enjoying it but you felt like there was still something missing

you took music theory and practically fell in love

in fact it pushed you to really analyze music and produce your own

the only job you were able to do was babysit your niece every weekend but at least your aunt was generous about the pay!!!

it still took you f o r ev er to save up for proper equipment but you were able to have a decent system going on

you locked yourself up in your room for who knows how long every single day to familiarize yourself with the new technology and play around with different instruments on the editor

it came to you so naturally that it only took you a week to produce something pretty decent for a rookie

and even in the midst of all of this you constantly think about tae and it influences your work and you practically make songs about him

you wanted to share it for people to hear so you opened up a soundcloud and youtube channel and posted on both

views were steady but a little low in the beginning but a few months in your little producing career it sKYROCKETED

everyone started to listen to your sick beats and mixes you were a dj bUT ALSO WITH THE BEST SINGING VOICE EVER WHAT A DOUBLE THREAT!!!

you became a viral sensation (sensational feeling lMAO ok bye)

at this time you were well into high school probably around your senior year and we all know how senior year can get hectic especially at the beginning

you decided to put your mixing on hiatus to focus on college apps and your classes for the time being

it was a few months in the school year around november when one day the school was buzzing with a little more energy than usual

you asked your friend “what’s the deal with everyone today????”

“uM have you not been paying attention?? there’s a new transfer kid and hE IS THE MOST MAJESTIC THING EVER”

and she goes on and on about his good looks and what a gentleman he is

you’re thinking guys like those are practically nonexistent i’ll have to see it to believe it

you just shrugged it off and walked to your homeroom

and there, folks, is when you couldn’t believe it bUT NOT FOR THE REASONS YOUR FRIEND SAID

“class we have a new student please introduce yourself!!”

“:D i’m blind by tHE ACTUAL SUN hi everyone!!! i’m taeyang i just moved here a few days ago!!”

he catches your eye and yALL JUST DO A DOUBLE TAKE BC

1. YOUR BEST FRIEND GLOED TF UP

2. YOUR BEST FRIEND IS HERE

tae is actually fangirling on the inside and he shines even brighter and actually blinds the entire school

“please have a seat next to the empty desk next to y/n. y/n can you show him around today?”

hAHAHA NERVOUS LAUGHTER “sure,,,, i,,, will be,,, showing taeyang my childhood best friend,,,, around,,, no biggie,,,”

when your homeroom teacher gives you homework time to do you both frantically turn to each other and loudly whisper

“wHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE”

“I JUST MOVED HERE ON SATURDAY”

“yoU DIDN’T TELL ME OR GIVE ME A HEADS UP????”

“i’m sorry!!! things have been so crazy with competitions,,, :(((“ pls doNT LET MY SUN BE SAD

you can’t help but forgive him bc you know better than anyone else how important his career is to him, especially when it comes to dancing

you just brush it off and ask to see his schedule

you guys have a few classes together and plan to meet up at lunch so you can give a proper tour

it’s just like old times and you’re suddenly so nostalgic that you get slightly emotional

you just missed talking to him so much it’s been years since you picked up the phone and had a conversation with him

little did you know, he feels the exact same way

the way your arms brush across each other makes him go just a little crazy

it takes literally no time for him to get adjusted like by the end of the week he’s already got his own crew and is involved in a few clubs

ofc he is one of the officers in the dance club

he’s drastically improved his dancing skills to the point where he can singlehandedly make his own choreo

let’s just say it gets LIT AT RALLIES unlike my school smh

dance club meets pretty often, as the students wanna perfect every single dance they do

so basically multiply taeyang by 15

they’re amazing for a reason

you wanted to walk home with taeyang one day and stopped by one of their practices near closing time

as you near the door you hear some reaaaally familiar music

“hEY WAIT THATS MY SONG OMG!!!”

you watch through the classroom window and the dance team is busting out them moves

but all your eyes see is taeyang, front and center

not only does he look cool and charismatic but he looks happy doing what he loves

you clutch your backpack strap tighter and internally squeal legit your best friend is so hot rn

when’s he not tho??? anyway

when they finish the dance you hear him say “god this person who remixes these is so cool i love their works i would love to meet them”

and then he takes notice of you and dOES THIS CUTE AF LITTLE WAVE IM WEAK

one day at lunch he tells you about an upcoming competition he’s about to compete in

he actually got in the final round so he’s like

“!!!!!! if my team wins we win a scholarship!!!!!”

and you’re both freaking out and ofc you’re gonna go to support him

competition day rolls around soon and you’re in the bleachers overseeing everyone

you admit everyone is majorly talented but you know tae’s team has it in the bag if it has tae in it let’s be real here

when his team finally gets introduced they get into position

AND YOU CAN’T BELIEVE IT BUT YOUR SONG IS PLAYING AGAIN!!!

it’s blasting in the speakers for everyone to listen to and you’re so emotional rn

tae executes his dance as flawlessly as ever and you’re so proud of knowing someone like him

and that’s when you realize

everything you know about tae and his dancing

from the way he pulls all nighters for a new choreo to how much he glows when he’s out on the floor

you lift up your sleeve and stare at the shoes

“oh my god” you whisper

the results come in and ofc hE WINS YESSSS

tae’s team is asked to do a quick thank you speech and when it’s tae’s turn to speak you’re anticipating on what he’s going to say

“thank you to all my friends and family, esp my parents who have been supporting me the entire way!!! and of course my best friend who came all the way to watch me today i love you!!! :DDDDDD”

HES RADIATING SO MUCH HAPPINESS THE ACTUAL SUN

BUT YOU ARE A VERY CLOSE SECOND BC ALL YOU HEARD WERE THOSE LAST THREE WORDS

you know tae to be very touchy and affectionate

but that was actually the very first time he’s ever said that to you, whether it be platonically or romantically

and you hadn’t realized that you wanted it to be the latter until that moment

you’re in love with your best friend

as the crowd files out you step down the bleachers and sprint to him

he’s carrying the trophy in his right hand but when he sees you advancing towards him he quickly shoves it to the person closest to him LOL

AND HE OPENS HIS ARMS FOR YOU AWWW OFNNFHFJNFN

you embrace in a tight tight lung crushing hug

“i love you too soulmate”

and he’s like wAIT A MINUTE

and he pulls back to look at you

“ok we’re gonna get back to what you said bUT SOULMATE???? MUSIC????”

“i kinda produced the song you just danced to??? surprise!!!!!”

and he’s just wHAT THE ACTUAL

“you’re – you’re actually – how – when-”

you just giggle at how dumbfounded he is

and you take his face in both hands and plant a kiss on him AW SCUTE SCUTE

his hands tighten around your waist and you’re both smiling so much on each other’s lips

THAT IS THE BIRTH OF THE CUTEST GREASIEST RELATIONSHIP WHAT A COUPLE

[silverclawz]

I love this cause they’re both completely forgetting the one who found them first is likely going to be wanting to check in on them!

Ooh gimme more! I want more “excitedly curious love dumping ooman” and “sciency puffy puff bois”!

Soooo Yautja are all about pride and showing off etc, how about this, the Yautja scientists accidentally  bring a human from are universe to THERES, and like they all realize they messed up, so they have two hunters (male and female) to be there when they wake and when they do the just GUSH!! Like the (s/o) is like “ omg you guys are so cool and badass and HOT!!” And there all filled with pride and some how get a little flustered and are just like “ I will protect you with my life!!!”

Accidentally intruding into a Yautja Ship

I love this idea!!! Thanks for the request @that-teen2003 , I hope I met your expectations! 💖

(And I'm sorry this took so long, I still hope you like it though^^;;)

Warnings: mention of small spaces, mention of hospitals, mention of sickness, and just a whole lot to fluff :)

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Being an adventurous person you always tried to do something new everyday. Wether it was exploring another country or your own, you never stayed in one place for long. And this time you found yourself on the other side of the world- the Amazon rainforest. It was still night when you first began your little adventure, but as the hours passed the sun started to set and you could feel the heat start to get to you.

Pulling out your mosquito spray, you showered yourself in it, before stretching your arms above your head and letting out a loud yawn. To say you were tired would be an understatement. But you didn't want to go back yet, too infatuated with the way the raising sun was casting light onto the tall trees. And now that it was getting warmer too, you could hear the silent cries of different animals making their ways through the tall bushes and trees and you didn't want to waste this opportunity to study them.

Scanning the area, you made your way through a couple of bushes, looking for a place to rest your eyes a little. Perhaps there was a village near by or a convenient set of trees that could grant you safety from the sun and the animals that were likely lurking nearby. Though the farther you went the more you doubted you'd find such a place. For as every tree started looking the same it became more and more clear to you that you were lost.

Still walking ahead, you finally spotted something else than a tree- a clearing. No bushes or trees, only tall grass in what seemed to be a perfect circle. It was strange, you thought. Whatever it was it was surely man-made. It was impossible for such a thing to just occur naturally. And as you walked closer to inspect the circle, your face collided with something hard, proving your theory.

"What the..." you jumped back, looking for what you just walked into. But in front of you was still nothing. Only the clearing. Feeling like an idiot, you slowly reached out your hand, which made a small sound as it met with something...metal?

Eyes widening, you traced your hand over the invisible wall in front of you. Was the heat messing with your head? Were you hallucinating?

Slowly you walked along the giant object, tracing your hand over it's surface. That is, until you heard a click. Hissing loudly, the once invisible object uncloacked, revealing something far bigger than you had imagined. A ship.

Right in front of your eyes was an alien ship like the ones right out of the movies. Only that this wasn't a movie. This was the real thing.

Slightly afraid, but curious, you once again laid your hands against the hard surface, stepping back when you heard a number of beeps, before some sort of forcefield dissapeared, leaving open some sort of...room?

No, it was far too small to call it a room. It was a tiny space, barely big enough to fit one person inside. Perhaps a cell? Or a sleeping space? Either way you weren't gonna find out as you turned around to leave.

But before you could turn your back on the mysterious ship, you heard a loud growl echo through the bushes, not so far from you. Panicking, you did the thing that may have just saved your life- you jumped into the cell and watched the forcefield go up again, trapping you.

~ 💖 ~

Your journey in the starship was long, and you'd spend most of it gazing outside the window and trying not to panick as you watched your planet get smaller and smaller the further you went up. And you went up fast.

Here and there you'd hear sounds, from where you didn't know. Sometimes it were footsteps, sometimes scratching, sometimes banging. It was making your anxiety worse, not knowing where these noises came from.

But somehow, even in this life-threatening situation, you couldn't hide the small grin that kept appearing on your face. This was the adventure you had always dreamed of. Exploring a place no one had ever explored before, not visiting a different country and mingling in with the other tourists, but actually discovering new things. A completely original experience.

Sighing, you looked at all the stars that passed your window, your eyes getting heavier at the sight. It was then that you remembered how tired you had been the whole time. But you wouldn't fall asleep in a place like this, right? Yet before your brain could start to think it through, you drifted off, leaning your head against the wall.

Though unbeknownst to you, your Intrusion would not go unnoticed for long.

For a confused Yautia checked their ship's condition, reading one more life sign than was anticipated. Looking for where it came from, they were even more confused to see it came from one of their cells, as they didn't recall ever capturing anyone on their trip.

Curious, yet cautious, they made their way to the cell you were in, typing in the code needed for the door to open. Weapon in hand, they slowly stepped inside, to see not a giant bloodthirsty creature like they had hoped, but a tiny child. No, not a child. What were they called again? Ah, yes- an ooman.

Stepping closer they tilted their head, examining your features. Your eyes were closed and your cheeks were warm. In fact, your whole body temperature was high. Higher than was normal for your species. Perhaps you were sick? Perhaps you were dying and thought they could fix you? Well, if that was your plan, you might have just succeed.

Trying to be as quiet as possible, which they were surprisingly good at for a creature their size, the giant predator made it's way over to you, gently picking you up into their arms, noting how you snuggled into them seeing as their body temperature was warmer than any human's.

Though while they found your helplessness rather adorable, their elders didn't quite seem to agree with having an ooman aboard their ship. Let alone giving it medical assistance.

But once they noted how it was strange a small creature like you managed to intrude without being noticed, the elders seemed just a little more fond of the idea.

Currently, you were laying on a bed, still sleeping peacefully, your fever now gone. Once they got the approval from their superiors the yautja who first found you instantly went to the xenobiologists on their ship, asking whether or not you would make it.

And while the yautja they encountered while carrying you through the halls of the ship were giving them sour looks, the xenobiologists and scientists of the crew seemed more than pleased with having you there. Excited to have a human to study up close, they immediately went to find out what was causing your condition.

Once they had figured out what was troubling you and gave you proper treatment, they ordered for you to be put in a bed and to let you wake up on your own.

This was all 8 hours ago. 8 hours you spend in a dream world, completely unaware that you were surrounded by creatures far more bizarre than any dream you ever had. But now that your body had gained back some of it's strength, you had slowly started regaining consciousness again. You could hear noises. Different one's than the ones you heard in the cell. They didn't sound like the dull thumping from something heavy hitting a wall, or the low hissing that occasionally came from behind. It sounded a lot more familiar. Peeps and the sounds of small objects being laid down on a table, the sliding of doors and quiet feet shuffling around the room. Almost like a hospital.

You thought about getting up. But even the mere thought of opening your eyes seemed tiring. Somehow your whole body just seemed too heavy to move, like you had exhausted all your energy and now you had to recharge. But as you heard two new pair of feet quietly enter the room, and took in the sound of a familiar clicking, the fear and excitement took over your body once more and you started playing with the fabric of your clothes, unsure if you should open your eyes or pretend you were still asleep.

Your captors must've seen this though, as they walked to wherever you were laying and sat down at your side, the bed dipping at one end. And even though your eyes were still closed, you could feel their gazes staring holes into your face. Eventually the silence became too uncomfortable for you and you akwardly opened your eyes, pretending you had just woken up. And what you saw in front of you was... definitely more than you had expected.

The two giant aliens sitting at your bedside flinched, mandibles flared in confusion and surprise as you quickly sat up, staring at them with wide eyes and a grin on your face.

"Holy cow!" You blurted out "A-are you guys actual aliens??" you asked them, leaning forward in excitement, completely ignoring the fact that these creatures could potentially be very dangerous.

Taken aback by your lack of fear, they simply looked at each other as if seeing if they thought the same thing, before looking back at you and nodding slowly.

This was then followed by a minute in which you three simply sat there, you staring at them and admiring their features and them contemplating what to do with you.

Knowing that to humans, Yautja seem quite hideous, one of them then decided to break the silence by asking you "What are your thoughts on our appearance, ooman?"

Though to their surprise, you didn't respond by insulting their facial features, like most humans they'd encountered. In fact, you did quite the opposite. Beaming with happiness and excitement, you started going on and one about their looks, praising them to the heavens.

"I- I don't even know what to say," you stammered, excitedly flailing your arms in front of you "I mean you guys look awesome!! Just look at you! You're gigantic! And you're practically ripped! And- oh my gosh look at those claws!!!" you squealed, taking one of their hands and admiring the sharpness of nails and the strange, yet beautiful colour of their skin

And whilst one of them, the one on the left, was visible taken aback, furrowing their brows and staring at you like you didn't know what you were saying, the one on the right simply puffed out their chest as if you were simply pointing out the obvious.

Truth be told, they were both extremely flattered by your reaction. Being xenobiologists, they both had a Initial fascination with other life forms, including humans. But they would've never thought one of these life forms would ever praise them in such a manner.

"You realize we will not harm you if you find us visibly displeasing, correct?" the left one said, watching your expression as you traced your finger over the thick veins on their hand. But the way blood kept rushing to your head as you studied their appearances made it all the more clear that you meant what you were saying.

"Wha- what do you mean?" you let go of their hand. Now the one on the right responded; "Oomans have in many instances insulted the appearance of our race. But you seem to know better than others of your kind" they said, obviously enjoying the way you looked at them with nothing but pure adoration

"How could anyone think that?? You guys look nothing short of badass! You look like you were build by the gods or something!" you exclaimed, not hesitating for a second to feed into their ego and insisting that anyone who didn't believe they were perfect were simply a bad liar.

The left one, though previously suspicious, was now also convinced that what you said was the truth, and soon puffed their chest out in pride as well, pleased with the compliments you were giving them even if they weren't sure what half of them meant.

And as you kept fawning about the beauty of these two aliens you had barely met, they glared at each other with only one thought on their mind;

This one's mine.