#although it did snow yesterday it was really pretty

[girlgenius1111]

crumbling under pressure

part 4 of adrenaline junkie

barça x reader

r continues to struggle in Alexia's absence. Alexia worries over how she's going to get r to realize she needs, and deserves, help.

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You don't sleep a wink that night. Even though Lucy sleeps downstairs on the couch, and even though you sneak into Alexia's empty bed halfway through the night, you can't get yourself to fall asleep. Every time you get close, your body jerks back awake, terrified of what horrors await it once your eyes shut. You don't feel safe enough to fall asleep, and there isn't much you can do about that. You aren't really even that upset, because Alexia would be back the next day, and really, was having another nightmare while she was gone something you really wanted to deal with?

You weren't stupid, and you knew that this wasn't sustainable. Something would have to change, likely once Alexia returned home, and although you were pretty sure it would be something you didn't want, like therapy or sleeping pills, the relief that someone would just fix it for you was hard to ignore.

And then, the next day, Lucy looked at you, when you came down the stairs, slowly, as your ribs were extra sore from yesterdays incident, with a strange expression on her face. Lucy only looked like that when something was wrong. She'd looked at you like that when she'd needed knee surgery last year, when Keira had gone down at the world cup. It was the look you saw on her face in the hospital when you woke.

It made your heart fall out of your chest, that look. You hated it, and you hated whatever Lucy was about to say.

"What?" You asked, voice already shaking.

"It's not that big of a deal," Lucy prefaced. It didn't make you feel much better. "There's some snow storm in Sweden, so the team can't get back until tomorrow."

Lucy assumed you would relax. It wasn't that big of a deal, really. No one was hurt, or dead. She hadn't considered just how much you'd been relying on Alexia the past few days, though, not until you visibly crumpled at her words. It made sense; Alexia was providing you stability in a time where your whole life felt like it had turned upside down. Stability was never something you'd had much of in your life, and Lucy hadn't realized how much you'd needed it until this moment. Being injured was never easy, but pair that with a near death experience? It was a miracle you'd let Alexia leave the country in the first place.

"Oh. Okay. That's cool." You said lamely, although your body language told an entirely different story.

"Alexia says she's really sorry, and that you can call her whenever you want. And I'll stay, of course."

"No, Luce, you have to go home." You frowned, shaking your head.

"No, I don't." Lucy said stubbornly.

"Have you forgotten the existence of Narla and Coco?"

"They're both away for training. They've been having some... behavioral issues."

"What did Narla do?" You smirk.

"Nothing! The fight wasn't her fault. Coco is always getting her all riled up. And don't change the subject! I'm staying here until Alexia gets back, whether you like it or not."

"I don't like it. I'm fine."

"If you say that one more time, I'm going to poke you in the rib really hard, and see how fine you are then!" Lucy said, stepping menacingly towards you.

Your eyes widened and you threw your good arm up in the air in surrender. "Damn, Lucy. When did you get so strict?"

"Stop deflecting! You're upset, and I'm staying. That's final."

"You sound like Leah," you mumble, but turn and retreat back to your room without further argument. What was another night with no sleep?

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Stupid Sweden. Stupid snow. You're going on 48 hours with no sleep, and it's clearly catching up with you. Alexia should be back from the airport in the next few minutes, finally. You feel like you're going crazy, like your brain isn't functioning correctly.

The dogs had returned from their little vacation, and you'd convinced Lucy to go home, even though she'd wanted to wait until Alexia got back. You weren't eager for them to talk, and for Lucy to tell Alexia just how poorly you'd been doing, so you were glad when Lucy begrudgingly left a few hours before your captain was due back.

What you didn't know, though, was that Lucy had clued Alexia in to the problem at hand earlier when she'd insisted you take a walk around the block and get some fresh air.

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"Hola Capi," Lucy said, hearing her teammates chattering in the background. They were at the airport, waiting to board their plane.

"Hi Lucia. How is she?" Alexia asked. She'd been feeling horrifically guilty that she'd had to be gone another night, as had the rest of the team. They'd all wanted to check up on you, having barely seen you since the accident. You didn't not want to see them, per say , it just seemed overwhelming, and Alexia had been limiting your visitors.

"She's... okay." Lucy said, not really sure that she wanted to worry the midfielder when she was already going to be home as soon as she could.

"That was not reassuring, Lucia. What have you done to my kid?" Alexia said, elbowing Mapi next to her when the defender laughed at the way Alexia was referring to you.

"I haven't done anything!" Lucy said indignantly. Alexia was silent, and Lucy could picture the look on her face, brows furrowed slightly, waiting for Lucy to just get out with it. "I don't think she slept last night. Or the night before." She admitted.

"At all?" Alexia frowned. This was completely unlike you; you loved to sleep. A lot. So much that it was almost an issue. She knew you'd been having nightmares, but she didn't think they'd impede your ability to sleep completely.

"I don't think so. I checked on her, and she acted like she was asleep, but she's practically catatonic today, and she looks exhausted. I don't think she's going to sleep until you're back, honestly."

"Fuck. Okay. Thank you for staying with her, Luce, I appreciate it."

"Anytime. She was England's kid first." Lucy reminded her, prompting a laugh from the Spaniard.

"Well, you can have the most stubborn girl in the world back anytime."

"I don't think she'll be interested, she's pretty attached to you." Alexia felt a wave of guilt wash over her at her teammates words. She shouldn't have left you. Your whole life, no one had bothered to stick around long enough to make sure you were okay, and she'd basically done that to you. She hung up with Lucy, spending the rest of the trip back silently worrying about you.

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You were trying to fold laundry when Alexia arrived home, sat on the couch, doing your best to keep things neat with one arm in a sling. The door banged open, in the way it always did when Alexia arrived home with a suitcase. You watched her walk in, eyes immediately scanning the room for you. You rose, tossing aside the t-shirt of hers you'd been [trying] to fold.

"Pequeña," she said, dropping her bag to pull you into a gentle hug.

"Hi Ale," you said, words muffled against her sweatshirt. She pulled back after a moment, tilting your chin up to look at your face.

"You look awful."

"Thank you. I'm so glad you're home, you always know just what to say." You said sarcastically.

Alexia rolled her eyes. "Seriously, you look like you haven't slept since I've been gone." She accused, doing her best not to sound upset; worry had the tendency to do that to her, making her sound frustrated when really, she was only concerned.

You shrugged, pulling away to allow her to walk fully into the house.

"Lucy told me you didn't sleep, so don't even try to pretend. And why are you folding laundry? You're supposed to be resting." Alexia scolded, and your face grew tense.

"I slept fine," you snapped, pissed at Lucy for telling, at Alexia for leaving, and at yourself, for being so pathetic that you couldn't sleep without Alexia there to make you feel safe. "Sorry I folded, I was just trying to be helpful. I'll stop doing that from now on, and just lay, motionless, for the rest of my fucking life."

Your voice had raised into a shout, and Alexia froze, blinking at you in surprise. Not really at your anger, because you were... rather known for your outbursts; it was expected, you were still growing. No, she was surprised at the pure hatred in your voice, seemingly directed towards yourself.

"Go upstairs, go lay down. I'll be there after I shower." Alexia said gently, not acknowledging the shouting at all. This only seemed to make you more upset.

"I'm fine. I don't need to lay down," you scowled, the words hurled viciously at the woman in front of you.

"Go lay down." Alexia repeated, still pretending that you weren't shouting at her. With a loud huff, you stormed off towards the stairs, taking the time to shove over a pile of clothes you'd folded. You stomped up the stairs, slamming the bedroom door impressively loudly behind you.

You were exhausted, she could tell. And, very obviously, having a hard time. A harder time than even she had thought, and certainly one harder than you'd ever admit. You needed help, the thought was only reinforced in her head.

She pulled out her phone, texting Mapi quickly, asking her for the name of the psychologist she saw. Mapi loved the woman, and had off handedly suggested that Alexia get you an appointment with her. The blonde appreciated the gesture, knowing that Mapi would divulge such personal information only to help you, really.

Alexia decided to let you cool down, bringing her bag to her room and getting ready to shower. She saw the sheets on the bed crumpled, in a way she hadn't left them, and realized you must have tried to sleep here at some point. Her heart felt like it was cracking in two at the realization.

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You'd calmed down significantly since storming out of the room, now sitting on your bed, watching a movie on the TV on the dresser. Your concussion was much improved, and you were allowed more screen time now, so you weren't completely bored.

You were so tired, deep in the core of your being, just completely and entirely exhausted, but your eyes wouldn't shut, even with Alexia back in the house. You were beginning to think you might never sleep again when there was a soft knock on the door.

"Can I come in?" Alexia called from the hallway.

"Yeah."

She opened the door, and entered the room. You kept your eyes on the screen, feeling more than a little embarrassed about your outburst before. You were supposed to be an adult.

Alexia was undeterred, though, sliding onto the bed next to you. You were only under a throw blanket, and she tugged on the side of it, until you lifted the edge allowing her to scoot under. You both leaned back up against the cushy headboard, watching an episode of Love Island in silence.

"Sorry for yelling." You said finally, eyes still trained on the screen, even as you felt Alexia turn to look down at you.

"It's alright, pequeña. I'm more worried about you not sleeping."

You don't deny it this time. Alexia takes the remote from where you'd discarded it on the bed, turning the TV off. Only then do you bring your eyes up to meet hers.

"What's going on?" Alexia prompted you.

"I don't know. I had that nightmare, and I called you. And I tried to sleep after that, but I couldn't, my body wouldn't let me fall asleep."

Alexia studied you, and you knew what she was looking at; bloodshot eyes, dark bags under your eyes, slightly groggy expression on your face.

"How can I get you to sleep?" She asks finally.

You look away from her, and she knows you have an answer, but you're too embarrassed to say it. She nudges you with her leg, poking your shin with her foot until you look at her, slightly annoyed.

"Can you stay?" You ask her, eyes fixed on your hands fidgeting with each other.

"Of course I can." Alexia says, relieved that you've finally stated what will help. You don't detect any annoyance or hesitancy in her face so you scoot closer, until the side of you is pressed up against her, and only then do feel your eyes finally sliding shut.

You fall asleep insanely quickly, breathing evening out before Alexia had time to grab her phone and look at the text she got back from Mapi. It contained a name, and an offer, one that Alexia felt she was likely to take.

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Mapi hadn't wanted to start therapy, not at all. But, like most positive changes that had occurred in her life, Ingrid had talked her into it. Now, she wasn't sure she would have made it through the past year without it. Alexia had, much to her mother's annoyance, never really considered therapy as an option. It wasn't the healthiest choice, but it was a choice she'd made. And this was precisely why she figured Mapi would be better to talk to you about going than she was.

It was clear you needed it, desperately. Though you'd slept for almost 14 hours uninterrupted the day she'd arrived home from Sweden, you weren't really doing any better.

You knew Alexia was up to something when she announced she was going to get coffee, and didn't try to force you to come. Your suspicion was only reinforced when she casually mentioned that Mapi might stop by while she was gone. You had no choice but to sit, and wait for whatever ghastly intervention was headed your way.

You were surprised, though, when you opened the door to both Mapi and Ingrid standing on the front porch. You hadn't been expecting the Norwegian, and it wasn't that you were upset, it was just... not what you expected. She held out the iced coffee in her hands as a peace offering, though, which you accepted gratefully, gesturing them inside.

"So, where's your prison guard?" Mapi joked. Alexia had been weird about you leaving the house since the accident; you're sure it's mostly because she wants your rather battered body to recover, and only partly because she can keep a close eye on you when you're at home.

"Oh, give it up, Mapi. I know whatever is happening here was planned by both of you. And possibly you." You say, nodding towards Ingrid. Mapi had the decency to look slightly guilty, but Ingrid's face was unreadable, as usual.

They took seats in the matching armchairs, while you sat on the couch, looking at them expectantly.

"Ale is really worried about you," Mapi started.

"No, really?!" You gasped sarcastically. Mapi didn't look like she appreciated it, but you thought you saw the hint of a smile on Ingrid's lips.

"You don't seem to be doing too well, pequeña. And that's completely understandable. It would make sense if you needed some help."

"I'm fine. I just need everything to heal, and once I get back in training and back on the pitch, I'll be good." Though the change in your routine wasn't really making you feel great, your problems went much deeper than that, and your older teammates knew it.

"You and I both know that isn't the problem, elskling." Ingrid said seriously.

"What do you think the problem is then, Ingrid. Please, tell me, because I have no idea what everyone thinks-"

"Stop lashing out at everyone that is trying to help you," Ingrid interrupted. "The problem is that you can't sleep without Alexia here, you're have horrible nightmares, Alexia said you've been avoiding going in the car at all costs, and you told Leah you never want to ride a bike again, which is so unlike you, y/n. You're too stubborn to stop doing something because the people around you think it's too dangerous. You're terrified, all the time, and you don't have to be. You deserve help, you deserve to move on from this, instead of pushing everything and everyone away when. Forcing yourself not to feel it isn't going to help. It's just going to make things worse when it all catches up to you, which it will."

No one had dared to speak to you so bluntly since the accident, afraid you would crumble under the slightest amount of pressure. And for a minute, Ingrid was worried you would. She and Mapi watched as several different emotions played across your face. Anger was there, first, but it was fleeting. You looked defensive, then, opening up your mouth to presumably tell Ingrid she was wrong. Nothing came out though, and suddenly you just looked... sad. Defeated.

You slouched back against the couch, staring up at the ceiling, struggling to put into words what you were feeling. You looked so upset, both of them would have done anything to fix it, to take away the sling, and the bandages encasing your arm. The way you held your upper body so carefully, always conscious of your ribs. The way you could only wear shorts, leaving the large scrape on the side of your leg exposed for everyone to see, which they knew you hated. All of it, any of it, they just wanted to help, wanted you to let them help.

"I don't know what to do," you said finally, voice breaking on the last word. "I'm so scared. All the time. I've never felt like this before, and I just want it to stop, I don't understand why it won't stop."

"You don't have to try to fix it yourself, pequeña," Mapi said softly. Your head snapped up to look at her, a desperate look on your face.

"I do. I can't ask any more of Alexia, of you guys, of anyone. It's all already too much. I have to fix this myself, I have to." You insisted.

"I think Alexia would sell her Ballon d'Or if it meant you would feel okay. There isn't a limit to how much we want to help you, pequeña. You don't need to hide your feelings away because you don't want to be too much. There's no such thing as too much, not for us. Not when it's you. You're worth it all, kid."

"Why?" You asked, so quietly both girls almost missed it.

"Why? Why what?" Mapi repeated, confused.

"Why do you guys care so much?" You looked between her and Ingrid, wanting to cry at the way they looked at you, as if they were baffled that you didn't know why, that you didn't understand. You didn't though, and you were worried you might not ever get it, might never think you were worth all this.

Mapi looked to Ingrid, not sure herself what to say, but imagining that Ingrid could probably come up with something better.

"Because it's you. We care about you, we love you. You're an incredible footballer, but you aren't cocky. You know how to make everyone laugh, but you also always know when someone has a bad day, and needs something different. You're protective over your teammates, even though you're younger and shorter than most of them. You give good hugs, and you make the best chocolate chip cookies. You round out the team so perfectly."

Ingrid paused, watching to see if what she's saying is really getting through. She thinks it is, because suddenly, you're looking everywhere but at her, chewing hard on your bottom lip.

"You're a good person. Of course we care about you. How could we not?" Ingrid finishes. If her goal was to make you cry, it was working. You hid your face in your one good hand, shoulders shaking lightly. You hadn't really realized how much attention everyone paid to you. How much your presence on the team was noticed. You were so used to being invisible, no matter what you did, pushed to the side, that you often forgot; that didn't happen here. Your teammates had never, and would never, treat you like that.

Ingrid and Mapi moved forward on instinct, sitting on either side of you, and squishing you in between them. The front door opened just as they did so, and they looked up at each other, over your trembling body, exchanging a look of slight terror. Alexia was home, you were crying, and she was probably going to kill them. Once she made sure you were okay, of course.

"What did you DO?" The blonde hissed, putting her coffee down in the entryway, not even bothering to take her shoes off as she rushed forward, flicking Mapi and Ingrid each on the side of the head, before crouching down in front of you.

"Pequeña?" She asked gently, in the tone that she reserved only for you. You didn't respond, only shaking your head slightly. "You broke her," Alexia accused, glaring at the girls on either side of you.

"We did not!" Mapi yelped. "We're fixing her, this is part of the process." Now it was Ingrid's turn to flick Mapi, looking quite exasperated with her girlfriend. You mumbled something, but it was too muffled for anyone to understand.

"Say that again?" Ingrid asked, her hand resting comfortingly on your back.

"I don't know what to do, can you tell me what to do?" You finally emerged from where you'd hidden behind your hand, eyes red and swollen. "I don't want to feel like this anymore."

Alexia was somewhat lost, but Ingrid and Mapi were pretty sure that you were asking for help, finally asking for help. You didn't want to be scared anymore, and you were ready to let them try to help you fix it.

"Here's what you're going to do," Mapi said, suddenly serious and determined. "You're going to go to therapy. And it might be hard at first, but it's going to help, I promise. You're going to do your injury rehab program with the club, and get back on the pitch. You're going to drive again, and not be scared. And you're going to get another damn motorcycle, if thats what you want, because they're really cool, and the accident had nothing to do with you being on there."

Alexia had started off agreeing with Mapi, and quickly found herself frantically shaking her head at the other girl.

"Yes, Ale, she's going to get another motorcycle if she wants. She's an adult. It's time you treated her like one. If she's going to be able to trust herself, and feel safe again, she has to feel like you trust her to. Do you?" Mapi was never this stern, never this assertive. What she was saying made sense though, and all eyes were on Alexia now.

"Of course I trust you. I've never not trusted you, nena. I worry, yes, but I trust you." She held your gaze, and you nodded after a minute.

"Therapy. Rehab with the club. Get back on the pitch. Drive. Motorcycle?" You asked, greatly simplifying the process.

Alexia took a deep breath. "Yes, if you want. If you give therapy your best shot, then I won't throw a tantrum over the motorcycle."

"It's very mature of you to realize it's a tantrum, Ale." You said, cracking the first smile they'd seen from you in a while.

"If y/n can get another motorcycle-" Mapi began hopefully.

"No. I'll break up with you." Ingrid cut in, and her girlfriend scowled.

"You'll let me ride your new one, won't you?" She asked, nudging your knee with hers.

"I don't know if I can get on one. Ever again. I don't think that's something therapy will be able to fix." You replied, and the mood of the room turned serious once again.

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, okay? You're only going to do what you're comfortable with." Alexia said reassuringly, very obviously relieved.

"You think it will help? Therapy?" You asked, turning to Mapi.

"I do. I really do." She promised.

"Fine. I'll try." You said finally.

The girls were all smiles, and the conversation turned to easier, more fun things after that. It was easy with them, comfortable to fall back into jokes and laughter, even after such a heavy conversation. It was what you imagined it must be like for people to be able to depend on their families. Going to them with anything, no matter what the problem was, easily slipping back and forth between light and fun, and heavy and serious. You wondered briefly when you'd started to think of your team as your family.

The when didn't really matter very much, you decided. You had a family, had a support system. If they were there, you were sure you could figure everything out. Even if it was hard. It didn't seem like they were going anywhere.

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[annymation]

Reimagining the Characters in Wish

(Part 4- The 7 teens)

Yup, you read that right, I’m rewriting AAAAALL these fellas, or rather, just giving more substance to them because as they were in the movie we barely got CHARACTERS, just a 7 dwarfs reference, heck, I doubt y’all remember their names.

If you’re new here, hi, I’m rewriting all the characters in Wish before I start sharing my rewrite, here’s part 1, part 2 and part 3.

Now you may wonder, why am I even keeping the concept of the 7 teens in my rewrite, when just scrapping them all together would make my life so much easier instead of writing lines of dialogue and character motives to all of them?

Well the answer is that I like to make myself suffer I think they actually have a lot of potential, and I really like their designs.

Sooo lets meet the gang.

Who are the 7 teens?

So in my rewrite, the 7 teens will be a little bit more than just Asha’s best friends. Because each one of them will be the sons and daughters of some members of the royal staff.

I’ll be specifying in this blog the following things about each one of them:

- Their personality.

- Who their parents are.

- How they met Asha.

- What purpose will they serve in the story.

So buckle up because this blog might get a lil bit long hahaha I regret this already.

Dahlia 🍪

- Dahlia is a 17 year old girl, she has mobility issues, so she has to use a crutch to walk.

- She’s very organized and proactive, always doing her best to get things done. She’s often the one who takes the lead when planning things for her friends such as surprise birthday parties or deciding where to hang out (or whatever teenagers did back then aside from dying from the plague).

- She has an habit of making lists with the step by step of everything she has planned, which her friends find pretty amusing. Her ideas always turn out to be a lot of fun, although she really needs to learn how to let go of this need of control and just let things play out naturally.

(She’s kinda like Twilight Sparkle… this will not be the last time I’ll mention a My Little Pony character in this blog)

- Sometimes when things don’t go according to plan or she gets anxious she starts stuttering and replacing words

(much like how Doc from Snow White did constantly, I’m shocked they didn’t reference that once in the movie, it’s such an awkward teenager thing to do)

“Asha! We shook— I mean LOOKED everywhere for you la-last night! Why would you fun- I MEAN RUN away from the hackle like that??”

“… I think you mean castle-“

“YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT”

- But overall she’s a very kind and supportive friend to Asha, something they both have in common is that they enjoy working hard to achieve their goals, even though Dahlia still wants to give her wish for the king.

- I might’ve made her come off as a bit of a control freak but really she’s very easygoing and kind. Even when things don’t go according to plan she knows anything with her friends will be fun and work out in the end.

Even if what doesn’t go according to plan is a heist mission to infiltrate the castle?

She’s the daughter of the royal cooks

- Her mother is the royal baker and her father is the royal lead chef.

- They both work in the castle, and Dahlia sometimes goes with them to lend a hand when they’re short staffed or to learn the family business.

- Dahlia has witnessed first hand how the royal couple can be not so sweet when they’re away from the public eyes:

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King Magnifico: Diner yesterday was absolutely dreadful, what happened? Have I granted your wish to be the greatest chef in the land for nothing?

Dahlia’s father: m-my deepest apologies sire, you see, the queen took all the salt from our storage yesterday to make her potions so-

King Magnifico: Blaming my wife for your incompetence now, I see

Dahlia’s father: n-no! I’d neve-

King Magnifico: If you got no salt, find a work around, I’ll not be accepting any less than the finest meals from you, was I clear? Dismissed.

Dahlia: … Dad, that wasn’t your fault, you can’t let him talk to you like that.

Dahlia’s father: He’s the king, Dahlia, he’s always right. Besides, it’s thanks to him granting my wish that I know how to cook at all, the least I can do is not disappoint him.

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- Because she got to see this behavior, it’s easier for her to believe when Asha tells her the king and queen’s true colors.

- She’s expected to follow her parent’s foot steps, and become a great cook, but all she really knows how to bake is cookies.

- She sees cooking a lot more as a past time than something she’ll be doing for the rest of her life, but she doesn’t want to let her parents down, she keeps trying to develop some interest in cooking, so she can wish to be a great cook once she turns 18

(Just wishing for it without having truly the interest in cooking wouldn’t work, because a wish has to be something that you really want and comes from the bottom of your heart)

She was the first one that met Asha

- Dahlia was helping her mom sell her baking goods to the neighborhood, so she went all by herself with a little cart carrying a bunch of sweets (like a Girl Scout)

- She knocked on Asha’s house and was greeted by lil 6 year old Asha with her grandpa, they bought some sweets, but as she was walking away Asha noticed she was having some trouble carrying the cart while walking with her crutch.

- Asha looked at her grandfather who gave her a reassuring nod.

- Asha offered to help Dahlia carry the cart.

- They talked while they walked door to door for a while, and after there were no more sweets in the cart they went to play together, and that’s how they became best friends.

She will be the leader

- I mentioned briefly in my blog about reimagining Asha that after her grandfather passed away she started living with Dahlia, so they’re basically sisters, and as such, Dahlia is very protective of Asha and becomes increasingly worried when Asha starts acting weird after her meeting with the king and queen, like she’s hiding something… and why the heck she has a friend that dresses up like a prince now?

- There will be a point in the middle of the story where Asha and Aster run away from the kingdom

(for reasons that I really should explain soon because the whole middle chunk of this rewrite is yet to be shared on Tumblr, I’m so sorry, I’ll get to writing it here soon)

- And Asha is seen now as a traitor, so, the 7 teens are conflicted.

- Should they believe their king, who says that Star guy is dangerous and Asha was plotting to betray them? Or should they trust their best friend?

- Dahlia is the first one who rises up saying they should go after Asha and help her, pack their stuff, tell their parents they’re going to make a sleepover or something, and just go to the middle of the woods.

- Everyone is a little unsure at first (specially Gabo and Simon) but after she gives them a little speech and reminds everyone of all the things Asha did for them, they’re convinced to go.

- Once they do find Asha and Aster, she helps a lot when they have to make a plan on how to defeat the royal couple.

Simon 💤

- Simon is a 21 year old young man, the oldest of the group, and since the day he gave way his wish he hasn’t been the same.

- Simon used to be very energetic and hard working, now, he’s in a constant feel of exhaustion that doesn’t go away, no matter how much he sleeps, he doesn’t feel motivated to do anything.

- His friends are very understanding tho and every time they hang out they always bring a pillow in case he needs a nap (which he always does need).

- They assume Simon has been so exhausted since he turned 18 because after that his father has been more demanding of him and his training, we’ll talk more about that later.

- Even tho he’s overwhelmed with sleepiness, Simon is still very protective and caring with his friends, he always tries his best to stay awake when they’re having fun together, he doesn’t want to miss a moment with them.

- He was even more protective before he turned 18 of course, he was like the older brother of the group, but since now he’s way too sleepy to be the voice of reason, that role is now Asha’s, the second oldest.

He’s the son of the captain of the royal guard

- The training I mentioned before was sword fighting, horse walking, navigation, tactics and a bunch of other exhausting things.

- But for whaaaateveeer reason Simon has lost all interest in learning about them since the day he gave away his wish, gosh I wonder what that wish wa— It’s the same that it was in the movie.

- Simon wished to become the next captain of the royal guard, just like his dad, so he can make him proud and protect his friends.

(Omg Simon is Papyrus Undertale confirmed)

- Magnifico is waiting for Simon’s dad to pass away so he can grant Simon’s wish, can’t have 2 captains of the royal guard at the same time, now can he?

- The tragic irony of it all is that a wish that Simon made to make his family proud just made him become an embarrassment to his father, who now doesn’t even try to teach him anything, knowing his son is just gonna fall asleep during his lessons.

- Simon is very distressed by all this, deep down he knows that he might feel this way because, for whatever reason, the king hasn’t granted his wish yet

- Whenever he tries to explain that to his father tho, he just angrily cuts him off for even daring to question or blame the king for his own failures, saying he must always be loyal and thankful to the king… Always.

(His father is mean like that because he wished to be the king’s most trusted and loyal knight so he literally is incapable of questioning Magnifico, even if that means he hurts his son in the process)

- After getting these speeches from his father so many times Simon just accepted that the problem was him, and it definitely wasn’t the king’s fault

- However, Asha did suspect that Simon’s wish wasn’t granted, just like how her grandfather’s wish wasn’t either, she recognized how Simon shared a lot of behavior patterns with her grandfather.

“You know Simon… Maybe you should ask the king if your wish was granted at all, don’t you think? You haven't been acting like yourself for 3 years now”

“What? Oh no no no I… I shouldn’t bother him with something so silly, I mean, of course he granted my wish… And if he didn’t then he must have his reasons and I just gotta wait haha but it doesn’t matter either way, after all I’m totally fine… I’m fine…”

Simon is the only one in the group who has absolutely no criticism about the king.

He was the second one that met Asha

- Simon was 10 when he started training sword fighting on his backyard, he’d use some scare crows as his opponents, and he made some wood swords by himself.

- Asha and Dahlia were hanging out when they saw Simon training, Asha thought it seemed fun so she asked if she could play too.

- Simon really could use some more lively opponents so yeah, why not?

- They played sword fighting the whole afternoon while Dahlia cheered for Asha and joined in the fun too.

- Since then they were very close friends and Simon taught Asha how to properly sword fight during their preteen years… they haven’t done that in a while now.

He’ll be the traitor

- Yup, oh sweet sleepy lil Simon betrays them in my version too, but don’t worry, it’s not just because he wants to get his wish granted like it was in the movie

(because that was a jerk move that made Simon feel very unlikable, like I get it he’s constantly exhausted and depressed and wants it to go away but bruh couldn’t even look guilty when doing it)

- So, like I mentioned, they all go after Asha and Aster in the forest. Simon at first is very resistant and the others even say it’s okay if wants to stay.

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Dahlia: It’s okay Simon, you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.

Gabo: OH SURE! I’m a jerk for calling this a suicide mission, but the strongest and oldest of the group not wanting to go is completely understandable, I see how it is.

Simon: …hmm

Dahlia: Simon’s case is different Gabo, if his dad realizes he’s missing then we might have even more guards on our tail.

Safi: Besides, Simon might be a liability.

Simon:… what’s that supposed to mean?

Safi: Ah… shoot- eh you know like… it’s getting pretty late and you didn’t get a nap this afternoon so—

Gabo: He means we can’t carry you through the woods like a sleeping beauty waiting for a kiss, Simon.

Simon:…

Hal: Wow Gabo, very classy (sarcastic)

Gabo: Hey, just saying what we’re all thinking-

Simon: I’m going.

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- Simon decides he has to go because someone has to be there to protect his friends, not just from the woods, but most importantly from that star guy the king warned everyone about

- May seem contradictory that Simon believes both in the king and Asha, but truth is that he’s holding up hope that this is all some big misunderstanding and Asha just misunderstood something the king said, or she’s being brainwashed by that star, or anything else.

- He just can’t accept that the king is truly evil.

- So, when they’re packing up their things to go, Simon grabs a little something from his father’s room.

- A magic mirror, used only by the king’s most trusted knights, that gives direct contact to the king's study.

- He planed to just use it in case that they needed help if they found out the star was really harming Asha.

- However, once they did find Asha and Aster, it became undeniably clear that the star wasn’t harmful at all, which left Simon very confused.

“Maybe the book the king read about wishing stars was wrong, I should just explain to him that he made a mistake!”

(Oh poor naive boy)

- After planning how they’d defeat the king and save the wishes, Simon just lied saying he was gonna take a nap behind a tree, and thus, he entered in contact with the king and queen

- Magnifico at first dismisses Simon like he’s just messing with his father’s stuff until Simon mentions he knows where Asha and the star are, that peaks his interest, but he and Amaya disguise their enthusiasm perfectly by pretending to be worried for his safety.

“Oh my, are you alright? Has it done anything to you? Where are you? We can send help immediately”

- He says they’re fine, and tries to explain that maybe the king was wrong about star, and there has been some misunderstanding that lead to Asha thinking they were bad people, if they just talked things out everything would go back to normal.

- Like I mentioned in part 2, one of Magnifico’s abilities is hypnosis through eye contact, so he’s able to make Simon see things his way.

- He manipulates Simon into thinking that the star is tricking all of them to get to the wishes, and the only way for Simon to save them is doing EXACTLY what Magnifico says.

- He asks Simon to tell him what their plans are, so he can stop them from… doing anything they might regret.

- Simon, even under the influence of Magnifico’s power, is still conflicted and asks if his friends will be in trouble after this is all over.

“Trouble? Oh heaves no, dear boy, I wouldn’t dream on letting any harm come to them, trust me, your friends will be perfectly safe… If you do as I say.”

“… “if”?…”

“Enough chit chat, now, what are they plotting exactly? Don’t leave any details”

- Of course, Magnifico also offers to grant Simon's wish if everything goes according to plan, Simon is fully convinced.

- Simon agrees to lock his friends in a room during their invasion to the castle, the king convinced him that's the best way to keep them “safe” (Asha will be locked in a different room tho, for… reasons)

- But once he does lock them up, he hears his friends screaming and arguing with him through the door, eventually he has a change of heart and lets them go, so they can stop the king and queen together.

- Simon first betrayed his friends, but then he betrayed the king, and as he’ll find out in a very painful way… Magnifico really doesn’t like being betrayed.

(See what I did there? That’s a line Magnifico says in the Wish movie hehe… okay moving on)

Gabo 😡

- Gabo is a 17 year old teen, he’s also a little person.

- He’s a menace to society the brutally honest of the group, always with a sarcastic remark on the tip of his tongue, sometimes they’re funny, sometimes they’re way too harsh, but he often apologizes if he goes too far, he doesn’t mean to hurt people, being blunt is just how he expresses himself.

- You may wonder why his friends even hang out with him if he’s so… grumpy all the time, well, his friends understand that he has a lot of pent-up anger inside because of personal stuff, so they try to help him through it.

- He also has a more soft side to him, he can be very wise for his age when his friends need some advice, and he’s always loyal, even when they disagree, he’d go anywhere they go.

- He’s specially loyal and supportive to Asha and most of the time refrains from throwing shade at her, actually he’s mostly just blunt when talking to the guys, he’s a lot more respectful to the girls.

(Ironic considering Grumpy hated Snow White at first just because she was a girl lmao)

He’s the son of a soldier

- His father is just a random soldier, nothing special really.

- However, once when Gabo was a kid, he was visiting the castle with his father and he wanted to explore, so he sneakily grabbed his father’s keys to the dungeons and went to see how was it like, ya know, boys will be boys.

- He got in, and at first there wasn’t nothing out of the ordinary, just your average scary dark and gloomy dungeon… except that by the end of a hall, full of empty jail cells, there was a door.

- And he could hear someone screaming from behind that door, like they were pleading, and he saw light coming from the key hole… It looked like the king’s magic, except it was green instead of blue.

- He tried to use the keys to open it, but none of them worked.

“Ugh why don’t any of these keys work??”

“Because this area is forbidden, little one”

- He turned around quickly to see who was behind him, and there she was, the queen was smiling down at him, a sweet and tender smile, like she wasn’t hearing the sounds of desperate cries coming from behind the door.

“I- sorry your majesty but umm… it sounds like someone is in trouble in there, shouldn't we help?”

- Then he heard the distinct sound of something made of glass breaking, and suddenly… silence, no more crying, no more screaming, and no more light coming from the door.

“I don’t hear anything my sapling, poor thing, you must be imagining things. Now, why don’t you just hurry along back to your father? He’s looking for you… And remember, this is our little secret~”

- And Gabo never told this to anyone, he knows no one would believe him.

(If you’re wondering what was going on behind that door… let’s just say there’s STILL more evil stuff Magnifico does that I couldn’t fit in my blog about the villains, what’s that you ask? *maniacal laugh* I’ll let you guess)

- Gabo always had the feeling that there was something WRONG with Rosas, but he couldn't quite pin point what, and that experience in the dungeon made him start questioning if the smiles he saw plastered on the king and queen's faces everyday were real or fake.

- This feeling that there was something wrong but there was nothing he could do about it made him, for a lack of a better word, grumpy a lot of the time.

- Needles to say, when Asha explained that the king and queen were actually evil, Gabo believed in a heartbeat.

- Because he’s a little person, Gabo is not expected to follow his father’s foot steps, and that makes him furious, because he wishes he could be seen as strong like he sees himself, but he’s constantly underestimated and treated like a kid.

He was the third one to met Asha

- During a kite festival in the kingdom, Dahlia, Simon and Asha were flying their kite when they noticed a boy sitting down on the grass, next to a broken kite.

- The boy looked very grumpy, so Asha tried offering him a hug, Gabo quickly pushed her away, saying he wanted to be left alone.

- Simon and Dahlia suggested they should just leave him be, but Asha insisted they should just give him some time to calm down.

- They sat a little bit far away from Gabo and started to just talk. Gabo appreciated that even though Asha didn’t even know him she was willing to wait for him to get some alone time and try to reach out for him later, most people just walked away when he had his anger episodes.

- After a few minutes, he got up and asked if he could play with them.

He will be the comedy relief, and the straightforward voice of reason

- Comedy relief is also an important role in a story, to alleviate the the tension and just be that one character that gives more contradictory remarks, otherwise everyone just agrees with each other and really where’s the fun in that?

- Also, after they figure out Simon betrayed them, he’d be the one who snaps Simon out of the idea that the king is a good person, throwing some facts to his face and like, not sugarcoating it, just straight up calling Simon out for being a dirty traitor, an awful friend and an absolute idiot, which may seem harsh but was exactly what Simon needed to hear to realize he was making a mistake.

- Like, Simon just opens the door apologizing in the verge of tears while Gabo keeps kicking his leg to let out his anger while everyone else is staring at Simon very disappointedly, comedy gold.

Bazeema 🥰

- Bazeema is 17 years old, who’s very shy.

-In this rewrite she is pretty much the same except for a little design and background change, you see, I found this piece of concept art

- Do you see it? Bazeema seems to be wearing a hijab, I like that, we don’t get enough Muslim representation, so there, Bazeema is Muslim and she wears a hijab now, her religion won’t affect anything in the narrative tho but I just wish they kept this detail in her design.

- Also I’m keeping that gimmick that sometimes she appears out of no where and scared the hell out of Gabo, because yeah I think it has comedic potential.

- She’s a very sweet and gentle girl, very soft spoken and likes to have some alone time once in a while “us introverts need sanctuary” as she said.

(She’s kinda like Fluttershy, see? I told you I’d mention more my little pony characters)

She’s the daughter of the royal gardeners

- Nothing much to it, Bazeema just saw the queen being rude to her mother once because the flowers were red instead of white. So again, when Asha sas the royal couple is evil she believes her just fine.

- Also she knows about a secret passage inside the palace’s garden, in the center of a hedge maze, that leads to inside the castle.

- Specifically to an underground storage room where her parents keep some gardening tools, but, if they can get in there, they might find a way to get inside the castle through the underground.

- She doesn’t mind following her parents footsteps at all, in fact, she loves the idea of just talking to flowers all day.

She’s the fourth one who Asha meets

- When Asha was 10, she and her friends went to watch a kids play telling the story of Rosas, Bazeema was playing the queen.

- But Bazeema got stage fright, and ran to the back of the stage, embarrassed that she forgot her lines

- Asha followed the sound of her crying and reassured her that it was alright and she could take as long as she needed to feel ready, and complemented that she looked beautiful in her Queen’s dress.

- Bazeema really appreciated that, and she went back on stage, although, she tried keeping her eyes closed to not see the crowd.

She’ll give important info on how to get inside the castle

- Like I mentioned before, Bazeema has info on how to get inside the castle through the garden, so she’ll just assist on that part of their plan.

- Also comedic relief, with her gimmick of disappearing then showing up out of nowhere.

Dario 💎

- Dario is 17 years old, and in this rewrite, he’s mute, not deaf tho, just mute, so he communicates through sign language. That’s to reference how Dopey, the dwarf he pays homage to, was also mute.

- I wouldn’t say Dario is dumb in my rewrite, he’s just really easily distracted, sometimes when his friends are talking he’ll just doze off and look at some flowers he finds along the way or collect rocks, and they don’t really mind.

- Dario is very emotionally intelligent tho, and among all the 7 teens, he’s one of the quickest to believe that Asha is innocent (Right after Dahlia)

He’s the son of the royal announcers

- Ya know those people with the big trumpets that give announcements to the kingdom? Yeah that’s what his parents do.

- Due to his disability Dario can’t really become an announcer, at least not a verbal one, he doesn’t really mind tho.

He’s the fifth one that Asha meets

- Asha was 11 when she and her friends met Dario, he was new in their class because he and his parents just moved to Rosas.

- Since he was mute, he had a really hard time making friends, so, Asha and her friends went to the library and found a book teaching about sign language

(I’m not gonna pretend you can actually learn ALL about sign language with just a book, I should know, I had ASL class in college, with a deaf teacher, and even then I don’t know even half of what there is to know, but this is a fantasy, so let’s pretend these kids learned the whole language, because it’s wholesome)

- So they make this effort to communicate with him and that makes Dario really happy, and he quickly joins the group.

He’ll be the silent comedic relief and also help creating a distraction for the king

- Most scenes when everyone is talking and focusing on more serious things, Dario is easily distracted and can be on the background doing the most random things, it’s not that he doesn’t care tho, he’s listening, and sometimes he comes up with creative ideas of his own.

- Also, as the son of the royal announcers, he goes tell them he has seen the star on the north side of the forest, his parents obviously believe him, and announce to the guards and the king, thus they can get inside while Aster distracts Magnifico.

Safi 🤧

- Safi is the youngest in the group, he’s 16 years old, and he has a tendency to sometimes not thinking before he speaks, so he kinda blurts out things that might come off as indelicate, but he never means to be rude. Also he’s allergic to EVERYTHING under the sun, so, of course, he sneezes a lot.

- I gave him this characteristic of blurting out things that he’s not supposed to say because it kinda reminds me of a sneeze, uncontrollable and sometimes inconvenient, but this way it gives him more character.

- Also if it was only Gabo saying inconvenient stuff and everyone else were saints this would be no realistic group of teenagers, teens are relentless when it comes to saying dumb stuff with each other y’all, they just don’t care.

- Safi is also a germophobic, always avoiding situations that might get him sick, like flowers, animals, dust, humidity, flour, the rain-

- And even though he’s terrified of everything that might give him a sneezing fit, his friends are always there to help him get through it.

He’s the son of two members of the cleaning staff

- So, as you can imagine, Safi really doesn’t want to follow his parents career path, with a job that is all about cleaning dust.

- One day, he was asked to help them clean the castle so he could at least try to learn something.

- While he was helping, the king showed up and started complaining with his parents that his study wasn’t clean enough

- While he was busy talking with them, he left something very important lying around.

- Safi saw the king’s magic staff leaning on the wall.

- Safi wanted to get a closer look, so while the king was distracted he approached the staff, but then, he felt it, a sneeze was coming up.

- He tried to hold it in but it was too late, Safi sneeze was so strong the staff got out of balance, and when it was about to hit the ground Magnifico managed to grab it just in time.

- Safi looked relieved and even chuckled to himself thinking the king would do the same. But the expression the king had was something he never seen from him before… Safi saw pure rage.

“DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU ALMOST DID? YOU WRETCHED BRAT! YOU COULD’VE ENDED ALL THE MAGIC IN ROSAS! I COULD’VE BEEN RUINED”

- Safi was pressed against a wall apologizing frantically and so were his parents.

- The king took a few deep breaths, and as if nothing happened his expression went back to his usual charismatic smile

“Maybe cleaning duty just isn’t your calling, lad. You’re dismissed from assisting for today, or any other day for that matter.”

- So Safi is not allowed inside the castle anymore.

He was the sixth that Asha met

- Safi was terrified during the festivals celebrating the foundation of Rosas, because the kingdom was decorated completely with, well, roses.

- There were roses everywhere, and he couldn’t stop sneezing with all the pollen in the air.

- Asha and her friends noticed him distressed, and decided to help him by taking Safi away from the kingdom.

- Safi was sad he couldn’t join in the party, but Asha and her friends said they could bring the party to him, so they danced and played instruments all day long.

This boy whose only personality trait was SNEEZING is literally the one who provides the info they need to defeat the villains, no, I’m not joking

- Like I mentioned before, Safi had a interaction with the king where he heard the king say “You could’ve ended all magic in Rosas” but he never understood what Magnifico meant by that.

- It’s not like all the king’s magic is stored in that one staff right?… but what if it is.

- When they’re coming up with a plan to defeat the king, Safi brings up this information, and there you have it, now they know what’s his weakness.

Hal 😄

- Hal is 17 year old, and judging by her earrings that resemble the “Jaaro dibbei” earrings from the Fulani tribe, so with that in mind, in this rewrite she came from Africa but moved to Rosas with her family as a kid.

- Hal is a very extroverted and joyful person, it’s rare to not see her smile, unless the situation really gets serious.

- Shes contagiously optimistic.

- Is often practicing her jokes with her friends, or just throwing some quick witted quips to lighten the mood.

(She’s a lot like Pinkie Pie… All the girls are My Little Pony references)

She’s the daughter of the royal entertainers

- Hal used to practice a lot of juggling and try acrobatics when she was little, but she quickly realized that kind of act wasn’t her calling

- She much prefers telling jokes and funny stories to the king and queen wherever her parents bring her with them to perform

- Hal noticed how the laughs and smiles the king and queen made during her acts always felt kinda forced, like they didn’t mean it.

- However the king would often burst with laughter whenever a performance from her parents went wrong, that always rubbed her the wrong way.

She was the last to met Asha

- When Asha was 13, she and her friends saw Hal practicing juggling near the forest, and she was really struggling with it.

- She told them she was really nervous because she had to be ready to perform for the royal couple in a few days.

- Asha suggested she should try a different kind of act, so she and her friends helped Hal come up with stories to narrate to the king.

- Hal discovered a new passion for story telling, and that became her new act.

She's the one who encourages Aster to confess his feelings

- Our Star Boy wasn’t actually that confident with confessing how he really felt about Asha, after all Aster knew that after granting her wish they would never see each other again, so what was the point in confessing?

- Hal encourages him with her optimism and explains that if he doesn’t tell her he’ll just regret it forever.

- That leads to the “At All Cost” scene

- So thank Hal for playing cupid

- Oh and Bazeema will help encourage Aster too

Final Thoughts

Welp this was a doozy one, but I’m pretty satisfied with how they turned out, everyone now feels like they got something to do and some actual backstories.

The way I’m planning to actually introduce in the story how they all met Asha is through a musical flashback that we see Asha going from a little kid to a teenager, think of it like the UP intro or “Do You Want To Build a Snowman”.

Like the movie would have in the beginning Asha’s grandpa reading to her the story of Rosas and we get a sweet scene of them interacting, then it cuts to this musical sequence (probably with no lyrics like in UP) where we see how Asha met each one of her friends, and also show how as time went on her grandfather grew more and more senile and dependent on her.

The sequence would end with Asha’s grandfather’s passing, and her friends being there to support her. Just like that in a flashback sequence with no dialogue we understand who are Asha’s friends, who was her grandfather, how Asha cares about all of them dearly, and with all that established the story begins.

Like can you imagine that? Introducing why we should care about Asha’s friends by showing to us who they are instead of just telling us and throwing them in the story with no explanation? What a concept, I’m sure glad a certain multibillion company didn’t just waste them…

Anyway, I’ll start actually sharing the chapters of my rewrite here pretty soon, I’m already confident enough to do it!

I was gonna first share a blog about how I’d reimagine Valentino buuuuuut I think it’s gonna be a pretty short blog that I can write later, and I can tell some people really want me to just tell the story already, and I want to start doing it too so let’s gooo!

Thank you so much for reading!

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Chokehold: Pt. IV

Vessel x Reader x Noah Sebastian

Things have already become a little messy as you spend more time in the UK. Lies being made and overwhelming thoughts are occupying your mind, despite the need for that to not even exist.

A/N: I did not realize how quickly two weeks just flew by since I last updated… so here’s a longer part with some drama for all of you<3

Word Count: 6.3k

Content warning: instances of extreme anxiety and overthinking, distressing situations, sexual tendencies, harassment, violence

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“Hey pretty girl, I’ve been waiting for you to call.” Hearing his voice on the other end nearly blindsided you. Although you were the one to initiate the call, him actually picking up is what had you nervous.

“Hey Noah.” You responded, running your hand under the water coming from the faucet to check the temperature. You heard the sound of him shuffling around, presumably in his bed due to what time it’d currently be in LA.

“Are you taking a bath right now?” He asked, you could hear the tone of his voice perk up. You roll your eyes, typical Noah. “What are you getting ready for?”

You sink into the warm water and sighed when it hit your sore cunt, knowing you’re going to be feeling all of that for the rest of the day and into tomorrow. “Nothing, I just needed to take a bath. So what’s up with the sudden urge to talk to me?” His chuckle echoed through your phone speakers and bounced around the bathroom walls, not even giving you a chance before you find yourself smiling at it.

“I miss you that’s why.” He eventually says. “How did that technology detox go? Feeling less whacked out on it?” You snorted as you remembered the excuse you told Noah yesterday after the plane landed, technology detox… how convincing.

“Yeah… feeling like I should read more now and empower my brain with that rather than a screen.” You cupped water in your hands and splashed it onto your shoulders, not wanting to fully sink into the tub because you know you’d never get out.

“Don’t you read enough already?” Noah’s serious tone wrapped around you like a glove. One of the many things that irked you a bit about him was how much he enjoyed poking fun at your hobby for reading. He’d never been the one to just sit down with one of the books you recommended and actually see why you liked it so much. “I think you need to get out of your apartment more. Maybe come spend some time out in LA with me?”

There it was.

You squeezed your eyes shut. He was so quick to say it too, he couldn’t at least ask how you’ve been first? You didn’t know how to respond and once again found yourself fumbling to put a sentence together. Your best choice would be to tell him the truth, every single piece of it too. But yet something nagged at you from the back of your mind, does he really deserve the truth?

“You’re a little late for that Noah.” You responded, taking the folded cloth on the edge of the tub and adding body wash to it and began to gently clean yourself.

“Of course I am, let me guess you’re away at your parents house?” Well, if you insist. The smile that tugged at your lips was devilish, knowing that this will become much easier without him having a clue.

“I am. I spent my technology detox catching up with them.” You hoped you were sounding convincing enough for Noah. He’s gotten pretty good at knowing when someone is lying to him, so you grit your teeth as you await his response.

A chuckle from the line filled the silence. “That’s good to hear, Y/N. I know you were missing them. Chicago is still looking nice this time of year?”

You laughed at his attempts to make such casual conversation with you, any kind of conversing the two of you did ended with him fucking you senseless. “It’s nice, a little cold. It’s snowing here too.” You looked out the window that was tucked away a bit in the bathroom, giving some form of privacy despite the fact that Vessel had no neighbors. The snow had stopped falling sometime ago but the white dust that covered every piece of nature outside was relaxing to stare at, especially now that Noah had brought up being home.

Home. You mentally punched yourself in the gut over the fact that you just hopped on a plane to go all the way to London to stay with a man you’d only seen in person once, but constantly forgot to make trips back home to see your parents. You didn't even tell them you were coming here… That’s going to have to be another phone call you make today.

“I’m sure the snow is nice right now.” Noah snickered a little over the line until you heard another voice that sounded like Jolly calling for him. “Ahh duty calls, I must help Jolly move some shit around.”

“Tell him I said hi please!” You say enthusiastically.

“I will, but I better go before he comes in here and drags me out of my bed. Talk later?” The hope in his voice at the end is what made you want to sink into the water and never return.

“Of course Noah. Now go help Jolly out before he kills you.” You laughed a bit at the end as you could hear the door opening to Noah’s room, Jolly’s voice ringing out as he grew impatient. There was a little bit of a scuffle and some mumbled arguing then the call ended. You stared at your phone that rested on the ledge next to the tub now that it's gone silent, leaving the distant sounds of Vessel cooking in the kitchen to bring you back to reality.

You rested your head back against the tub and took a deep breath. For some reason you could not shake the anxiety that racked your body after the call with Noah, it came out of nowhere and made your chest feel tight. You took long and deep breaths, knowing this method usually helped when it came to your anxiety. But this time it made you feel worse.

The thoughts you tried to hold back hit you all at once. What the hell are you doing here? Why did you say yes? You have feelings for Vessel, but were they really enough for you to come all the way here? And if Noah had asked you before he did, would this be a completely different situation? Most certainly it’d be very different, but you didn’t even want to think about that.

You stared blankly at the water that has gone from warm to a cooler temperature and left your fingers pruned. Your foot moved through the water and you watched how swiftly it moved through the liquid, it was easy. If only your life could be like that, an ease to move through. But at this point it feels like you're moving through setting concrete.

And what if Vessel only wanted you here because he was bored and wanted something to do until he went back on tour? What if all those small things he did for you was just a facade? The second he leaves for tour is the second he stops caring about you, the second that all this gets thrown away and you’re left struggling once again to find the type of affection he gave you. He could so easily walk out of your life like so many have done before, what could possibly make him any different?

Hands gripped your arms tightly, pulling you out from the trance you’d put yourself in. Your eyes burned underneath the water when you opened them and your lungs screamed at you for air. Your body was pulled up from the position it had sunk into, allowing for you to take a deep breath and wipe the water from your eyes. Vessel was yelling but it sounded muffled to you, his eyes were wide with fear as you watched his mouth to try to figure out what he was saying.

“…Y/N please just focus on me.” You perked up once your ears had unclogged themselves and his voice was finally audible. “Jesus Christ you gave me a fucking heart attack.” His hand gripped tightly on your forearm, seemingly holding you up from slipping back under.

“What happened?” You asked. The confusion you felt from how you even ended up like that in the first place was all that came to mind as you tried piecing everything together.

Vessel sighed and pushed your hair behind your ear. “I don’t know. I came up here to tell you dinner was ready, when you didn’t answer I got a bad feeling and walked in on you just under the water and not moving.” He sounded terrified and looked like it too, he had tears threatening to break from his eyes as he spoke. “Why? Why would you try to do this to yourself?”

“I-’’ You didn’t know how to answer that. “I didn't intend for that to happen.” The look on his face broke your heart. He looked like he was so afraid to lose you, and in that moment you hated yourself for all that had run through your mind just moments before. His eyes searched yours for more than what you were giving him, he eventually gave up and sighed, pulling you to him and kissing your forehead.

“We can talk about that whenever you're ready.” He says quietly, holding you as tightly as he could. “Let’s get you out before you start turning blue again.” He lightheartedly said, standing up with his hands still wrapped around your arms which brings you to stand with him. He guided you to step out of the tub and onto the mat on the floor, taking the towel that was set aside for you and wrapping it around your body. He had you sit down on the toilet so he could towel dry your hair, his torso was pushed against your back as he carefully ran the towel through the strands.

“I can do this myself, Ves.” You say as he searched for a comb.

“You’re a delicacy at the moment. Anyways, I don’t mind it one bit.” He rummaged through the drawers and cabinets, looking for where you put your comb.

“Middle drawer on the left, it’s purple.” He happily pulled the drawer open and grabbed the comb, admiring the shade of purple that it was. He came back to you and gently ran it through your hair, being careful not to tug too hard when it came to any knots that formed. He focused until each strand was pristine and knot free, placing a kiss on the back of your head as a way to appreciate his work.

“What drawer do you keep your pajamas in?” He asked as he went towards the bedroom.

“Oh Ves please, you do not need to do any more for me.” You stood to protest him, following him out of the bathroom and into the room. “I promise you I will not break in half if you don’t help me with everything. You’ve done a lot already.” Your hand wrapped around his arm, squeezing it gently to reassure him. His eyes focused on your fingers that rested on his skin. He took a deep shaky breath, then stepped away from the drawers to let you find your pajamas.

You found your favorite t-shirt to sleep in; a very large gray shirt with a dinosaur couple on it sharing a spaghetti noodle like in Lady and The Tramp. You threw the towel that was wrapped around you onto the floor, pulling the shirt over your head and searching for a pair of boxers you loved to wear.

Picking up the towel to put it back to hang up in the bathroom, you could feel him watching your every movement. As you walked back into the room his eyes were stuck on you and not leaving anytime soon. He was leaning against the wall, arms crossed against his chest as he watched.

“So what did you make for dinner?” You asked, ignoring the fact that he would not take his eyes off of you.

He stood up straight and cleared his throat, eyes finally moving elsewhere. “I made potato soup. I thought the weather today made it a perfect soup for dinner kind of day.”

A smile tugged at your lips. “Little do you know… I love potato soup.” His eyes lit up so bright when you said that, almost like a kid who just walked into a candy store. “But will yours be as good as my mom’s?”

“Guess we’ll have to find out.” Vessel motioned you to leave the room first, quickly following behind you. The aromas coming from the kitchen were enough to make your stomach grumble loudly. Perhaps not eating all day wasn’t the smartest idea, but that just meant you could savor this dinner as much as you wanted to.

You stepped into the kitchen and let out a gasp at the sight in front of you; Vessel had gone out of his way to make the little table in the corner look like you were about to dine in a fancy restaurant. He covered the wooden table with a white cloth, pulled out some china that looked like it’d never been used before. There was a bottle of wine on the table waiting to be poured into the glasses nearby. You glanced down at what you were wearing and felt a tad embarrassed, maybe that’s why he wanted to choose your pajamas…

“You like it?” He asks.

“I love it,” you respond, walking to one of the chairs to take a seat. Before you could even reach for the back of it, Vessel had pulled it out for you and waited for you to sit before pushing it back to the table. “Did you really do all of this for me?”

He smiled as he walked away to grab the pot of soup. “Maybe.” He filled a bowl for you and then for himself, settling down across from you with an expectant expression on his face. “Aren’t you going to try it?”

“I was waiting for you before I started, I never eat until whoever is in my company is ready to.” You say taking the spoon and picking up the thick liquid, taking a quick whiff of it before putting it in your mouth. His eyes were on you again as you let your tastebuds decide whether it was better than mom’s or not. “Hmm.”

Vessel raised a brow as you teased. “Did I beat your mum’s recipe or not?”

“Woah, slow down there pretty boy. Give me some time to decide.” You chuckled while taking another scoop of the soup to your mouth and tasting it again. It felt like you were a food critic and Vessel was the chef whose reputation depended on your word, you honestly found it adorable. “I’ll give it a 9.5/10.” His face lit up as he smiled wide, finally digging into the food himself.

The two of you sat in a comfortable silence as you ate. The slight tension that was between the two of you after the bathtub incident had gone away, at least you felt like it wouldn’t exactly be the main topic of conversation at the dinner table. But, you remained silent anyways, not wanting the word bath to come out of his mouth.

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Two days have passed since then, no word about it has been spoken between you guys. Vessel seemed to not want to start that conversation and just leave it to you to bring it up whenever you're ready, if you’d ever be ready.

You spent a lot of time cooped up in his house, sitting in silence with a book in hand and enjoying each other's company. It was really nice. A refreshing feeling in your life compared to every other failed attempt at something you would even consider a “relationship”.

He’d cook for you and you’d watch, putting random songs on that made him laugh each time he’d turn around and notice you dancing around. You’d stand behind him and place your hands on his hips, moving them around to try and get him to dance along as he laughed even harder at your attempt.

That was one of the things you were really starting to like about him; his laugh. The way his nose scrunched up and how tight his eyes would close as he let out the most genuine, hearty laugh you’ve ever heard. The times where he’d just make absolutely no noise and stand there bent over with his hands on his knees after you did something stupid were your favorite.

It was something you knew you couldn’t deny for longer, how you felt for Vessel. It was becoming so obvious to yourself now and more than likely he picked up on it too, certainly he had feelings for you as well and he was not afraid to show you that he did. But there was that part of you that was slightly afraid to admit it and show him the same.

Your eyes flickered from the words on the pages in front of you when Vessel’s phone lit up on the table beside him, a sigh coming from him as it disrupted the focus he had on the book he read. You went back to yours, realizing that you’ve completely lost where you even remembered reading last.

You rested your head back against the couch and put the book in your lap, looking over at Vessel as he smirked at his phone while typing away. You watched curiously as he paused, seemingly waiting for a response, then quickly typing again. He glanced at you while you watched and a smile now sat on his face. “How do you feel about clubbing?”

You perked up in interest. “Did it a bit when I was younger, why?”

“Just got a text from III asking if we’d want to join him and the others at a club tonight.” He sat back on his side of the couch, mimicking how you were currently sitting. “He kinda wants to meet you. As does II and IV…”

“They know about me?” You ask in surprise.

He rolled his eyes. “Well duh, Y/N. They’re my closest friends, of course they know about the beautiful American girl staying in my house.” He ended his sentence with a wink that made you blush.

“As long as I get to meet your friends and spend time with you, I think clubbing sounds like fun.” You smiled and then laughed as the thought hit you. “And maybe I’ll be able to get your ass to dance with me.”

“I’m always in the middle of making food when you try, would you rather I let it burn so I could dance with you?” Vessel is quick to sass you as he stands up and stretches. “I’ll call an Uber at 9, does that give you enough time to get ready?”

You glanced at your phone to check the time, it was only 7 o’clock. “That gives me plenty.” You hopped up from your spot on the couch, walking past Vessel and giving him a kiss on the cheek that flushed immediately after your touch.

As you headed back to the room to get ready, you couldn’t remember if you packed any clothes you’d consider clubbing attire. When you used to go all the time as a teen with all your friends, you’d pick the sluttiest thing in your closet, which would always help you get into the club despite the bouncer’s suspicion on your fake ID.

You rummaged through the closet, looking for your dresses you knew you’d packed. And nothing. Absolutely nothing. Instead of giving up hope on your past self for packing everything, you go to the dresser drawer where you had put away the skirts you took with you.

The gasp that escaped you when you realized you had packed the one skirt you’d been dying to wear came into view; it was a black leather mini skirt that zipped up on the side. You threw it onto the bed as you ran back to the closet, searching for the perfect top to go with it. You settled for a black lace bodysuit that was long sleeved and decided putting on your platform calf boots would complete the outfit well.

You never got the chance to dress up and look nice anymore, so you decided it was best to go all out. Even if you were going to be in a dark club where the only people who would be able to see your makeup would have to be standing nose to nose with you. At least you knew Vessel might like it.

You stood in front of the bathroom mirror and started your makeup, taking a little bit of time to try and make sure you didn’t fuck up the eyeliner and your eyebrows too much. It was refreshing getting ready like this and feeling like your younger self again. It didn’t take long for your makeup to come out the way you wanted it to, a good sign that tonight was going to be a great one.

Finding your phone, you check the time; 8:45, not bad for being rusty in your makeup abilities. You grabbed a small purse you like to use occasionally and put your wallet and phone inside.

“Ves?” You called out as you spritzed your perfume on.

“Yeah?” His voice echoed back from his room.

“I’m ready whenever you are.” You left your room and entered his room, eyes growing wide once you saw what he was wearing; black skinny jeans paired with a black t-shirt and leather jacket, his black boots completing the attire. “Are we that emo or what?” Despite the chuckle that came from you, it was hard to take your eyes off of him and how fucking attractive he looked. He turned around and did a double take at you, his eyes wandering over every part of your outfit and face.

“Funny thing is, we’re all just going to be a group of emos.” He smirked as his eyes glanced at the amount of your thighs that were exposed by the skirt for the millionth time. “I’ll order an Uber now since I’m all good to go, and also let III know that we’re heading out.” Vessel stepped closer to you as he tapped away on his phone, after a minute he put it back in his pocket and noticed how close he’d accidentally got to you. His eyes lingered on yours again as he pushed your hair behind your ears, his fingers trailing along your jawline and lifting your chin a bit to examine your makeup. “You look good, really good.”

Your cheeks heated up as he kept his fingers on your chin, his thumb ran over your bottom lip with a little force. “Are you trying to smudge my lipstick?” You asked, lightly swatting his hand away.

A smirk curled at his lips. “I’m just testing it to see if it’ll stay after a makeout or two.” He grinned cheekily as you shoved at his chest making him stumble back a tad. His phone buzzed in his pocket, the notification coming from the Uber informing you that they had arrived.

You followed Vessel downstairs, letting him lead the way to the car waiting outside for the two of you. The Uber rolled down the window and double checked that she was picking up the right people, after Vessel confirmed it was right he opened the back door for you to get inside, letting you settle before shutting it behind you.

The Uber turned in her seat and looked at your outfit. “My dear you are beautiful, I love the top.” You smiled wide at her compliment and thanked her, returning the compliment on her brighter hair color.

Vessel joined you in the backseat and the driver pulled off, putting on some music for you to listen to. Vessel’s hand rested on your thigh as he stared out the window, you watched him as the passing lamp posts illuminated his face ever so often and he would tap his fingers along with the beat of the song playing on the radio. You placed your hand on top of his, pushing your fingers between his and encasing his hand with yours. The size difference was a little silly, especially since yours was on top, but it didn’t matter to you.

The drive took only thirty minutes from his house to the club that was in the middle of London. It was pretty packed already, a line was extended out the door as a bouncer slowly let people in.

“You can drop us off here,” Vessel says. “Thank you for the ride.”

“Thank you honey!” You say as you got out of the car and waved to the sweet driver. Vessel’s hand rested on your hip as he guided you to the sidewalks, his eyes scanning around for the familiar sight of his friends. The brisk air hitting your bare thighs sent shivers up your spine as you found yourself trying to look for them too, but realizing you had no idea what they looked like.

You noticed the group of three guys standing together, one waving over at the two of you and the others in a conversation with one another. Vessel’s pace quickened a bit as you grew closer to the group, watching as the tallest of them was giving Vessel a thumbs up the entire time.

“Gentlemen.” Vessel says sarcastically, earning a glare from the one who stood more eye level with you. “This is Y/N.” He motioned to you. “Y/N, this is III, II and IV, my bandmates.” The tallest out of the four of them and the one giving Ves a thumbs up was III, a bright smile on his face as he reached to shake your hand. The shortest (and probably the one who looked the most innocent) was II, he took your hand in his and kissed it after saying a hello. IV is who you stood eye level with but only because of the shoes you were wearing. Instead of taking your hand in his, he opted for pulling you in for a hug.

“I’m a hugger, sorry.” He says as he felt you tense up a bit, not expecting a hug.

You just smiled and hugged him back. “That’s alright, hugs are never a bad thing.” IV pulled away with a grin on his face and turned his attention to your outfit, he gave you the “okay” symbol with his hand and a nod of approval.

“Let’s get inside as soon as possible before you freeze.” II pointed out the fact that you were shivering, leaving Vessel to swiftly put his jacket over your shoulders and wrap his arm around you to pull you into him. “I was waiting for you to do that for her.”

“Shut up.” Vessel said as he turned to the line. It had shortened quite a bit since you’d arrived, now only a couple of people stood waiting to be let in. Thank goodness because it was really cold out and you needed a drink.

Luckily the bouncer just glanced at all of your IDs and let you inside, he clearly had enough of dealing with people for the night and at this point did not care who he let in. III had taken over leading the group through the club as he had a clear path splayed out in front of him of where he wanted to go. He stopped at a larger booth towards the middle of the club that was pushed further away from where the dance floor was in comparison to some other booths. He flung himself in and sat in the middle, letting II and IV fill in next to him. Vessel motioned for you to sit and he followed, squishing you a bit against his shoulders and IV’s.

A waiter had come over and III was shouting an order for shots over the loud music, giving him a thumbs up as he walked away. You sat back and listened as the boys caught up with each other, constantly yelling back and forth with Vessel occasionally leaning against you in order to hear II a little better.

Once the first round of shots arrived, you had become part of the conversation as it moved onto concerts, a topic you were very familiar with. You all cheered each other with your shots, then threw it back into your mouth. The liquor burned at your esophagus as you did your best not to make any faces at it. After not drinking as much as you used to, you weren’t exactly that great at hiding the fact that you hated tequila.

“Are you not one that likes tequila?” III shouts to you.

“I’m not one to do tequila shots.” You laugh at yourself, the others join you. Vessel draped his arm over your shoulders, his fingers traced delicate patterns on the fabric of your body suit. His face was close to yours, as you felt his lips grazing against your cheek.

The boys cheered on the waiter as he brought two more rounds of shots for the table. Vessel laughed at them as they downed them with ease, you on the other hand watched in jealousy. You brought two shot glasses to sit in front of you, taking one in your hand and throwing it back. The burning wasn’t as bad as the first time, but it still made you make a face.

“You’re keeping them down at least, that’s a good sign.” II shouted from across the table. “Please do not throw up. I don't want to see that.”

You shook your head. “Oh I don’t throw up anymore. Too many years of partying has turned my stomach to steel when it comes to most alcohols.”

“Most.” IV teased. You gave him a good shove as you raised the next shot to your lips, this third one going down a lot easier. “See you just needed to warm up a bit, miss party girl.”

“That’s exactly right.” You said, leaning back to rest against Vessel’s chest. He held you close with one hand that pressed gently against your stomach, you both sat and listened to the conversation the others had. It was interesting to see how they interacted in a regular setting compared to on stage, their personalities were so different but yet at the same time, you could see their stage presences shine at some points.

The first notes of the song that you always had to dance to when you were in a club began to play: S&M by Rihanna. You were a basic woman, you hear Rihanna come on you have to dance along to it. You sat back up quickly, turning to push at Vessel to get him out the booth.

“Move I need to go dance.” You say, shoving him closer to the edge.

“You like this song?” He asks with a smug look on his face, leaving the booth and putting a hand out for you to take.

“I love it, actually.” You say as you stand up. “And you’re going to dance with me.” Your grip tightened on his hand and you pulled him to the dance floor, where many people crowded around and danced to the beat of the song. Pushing your way through a bit until you found a spot you liked, letting go of Vessel’s hand so you could move around. The alcohol in your system really had you feeling yourself and the confidence boost it had given you was like no other, allowing you to move your hips around like no one was watching.

Your eyes flickered up to meet with Vessel’s, noticing they were fixated on you as you danced around. You smirked as you took one step forward and pressed your body against his, taking his hands to rest on your hips. You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled his face closer to yours, your nose brushing against his.

In one sudden gesture, Vessel had flipped you around and pressed his chest into your back. His one hand now resting on your lower stomach, and the other? He couldn’t help but place it around your neck. Your eyes closed at the light pressure he was applying on it, a new found butterfly fluttering around in your stomach from the sensation.

The song ended and transitioned into another one that wasn’t as fun to dance to. You pulled Vessel off the floor and back to the booth, noticing another round of shots on the table. You laughed at how pleased III looked with himself and choice of liquor.

“Are you ever going to order an actual drink?” You shout at him, noticing that II and IV had separate drinks they were sipping at.

“No! Those aren’t as fun.” He protested.

You shook your head. “Well you have fun with that, I’m going to find the restroom.” They all waved you off, except for Vessel who landed a smack on your ass as you walked away.

The restrooms weren’t too hard to find as the bright neon sign practically blinded you no matter where you stood in the club. You only went in there to check on your makeup, specifically because of Vessel choking you a bit as you danced. Your eyes teared up some and you couldn’t help but wonder if it messed up your eyeliner at all. Standing at the mirrors you checked your eyes closely, noticing nothing smudged. Perfect. Your hair got a little messed up though, but nothing that didn’t add to the intensity of your look already.

Your ears were ringing from being around the loud music and your throat felt a little scratchy, probably from the amount of yelling you’ve been doing trying to have a conversation with the group. Perhaps a club wasn’t the best choice for your first time meeting Vessel’s band… oh well you were having a great time and couldn’t really care about the practicality of it all.

Once you were satisfied with yourself, you left the bathroom and returned to the loud club. Squeezing past multiple people making out along the back wall and eyeing the small group of people doing lines, you accidentally bumped into someone while you weren’t paying attention.

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there.” You shout to the man, hoping you didn’t spill anything he was holding. He turned around and the expression on his face went from annoyed to elated.

“Is alrigh’ darlin’.” He slurred, patting your shoulder. You gave him a smile and went to head to the booth, when you realized he would not let you move from in front of him. “Where… do ya think you’re goin’? Come dance with me…” His hand gripped your shoulder tightly as he pulled you towards the dance floor.

“No, I’m not interested. I need to get back to my friends.” You pry at his hand that was seemingly glued to you, his grip was that strong. “Man let go of me!” That only spurred him to drag your body to be pressed uncomfortably tight against him, the smell of alcohol poisoning your airways as he breathed heavily on you.

A loud smack and a sharp pain rang from your ass as his hand came down hard against it, giving it a painful squeeze afterwards. You were quick to react; shoving him away as hard as you could muster and then landing a hard blow on his face with your fist. The people around you gasped as he fell to the floor covering his nose that was bleeding profusely. Your arm raised again as you stepped over him, about to give him another for good measure, until a hand wrapped around your fist. You turn around and see that Vessel was standing behind you, his eyes burning into you.

“Good god woman.” II said as he stood by Vessel’s side, analyzing the damage you did.

III and IV came over and pulled us away. “Security is coming, we gotta bounce.” Vessel kept you close as you followed the others out the back door of the club and into the freezing night. You walked a few blocks until it was decided security wouldn’t go that far looking for you.

“What the hell happened?” Vessel was the first to speak, his voice remaining calm as he could tell you were shaken up.

“Um-” You begin, but cut yourself off as you hissed at the pain that started to radiate from your fist. “I was coming back from the restroom when I accidentally bumped into that guy. I said sorry and tried to leave but he wouldn’t let me. He had such a tight grip on my shoulder and he wanted me to dance with him. He then held me super tight against his body and smacked my ass hard, I’m probably going to have a bruise.” You glanced at your hand that had a splatter of the man’s blood on it. “So I just punched him.”

Vessel held your hand gently as he examined it, careful to not press too hard against your bruising knuckles. “You okay?” He whispered.

“I’m sure I’ll be okay once I take some pain meds.” You shrug.

“Y/N.” His voice was stern and his eyes burrowed deep into yours. “I didn’t mean like that.” It clicked in your mind, he was asking about how you were mentally. You glanced at the others that stood around, clearly worried about you as well. All you could do was shrug in response, not exactly feeling like breaking down crying in the middle of a London alley right now.

Vessel nodded and glanced at the boys over his shoulder, giving some sort of unspoken message to them. “Let’s get you back home then, yeah?”

You smiled at him. “That would be wonderful.”

[coquitokisses]

Trusting Again | chapter 008: Lina

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I sat up on the bed after having another nightmare. I took a deep breath and looked over at the clock in the nightstand, it was 6:16 am and it was still dark. Since it’s winter, sunrise is almost at 9 am. Crazy, I know. I’m used to having the sun out by 6 or 7 in the morning.

I decided to get up and put on a jacket before walking out of the room. I used the bathroom, brushed my teeth and then I tied my hair in a ponytail before I headed downstairs.

The guys were dead asleep still and the house was filled with pure silence. I went to the kitchen and decided to make some coffee and while I waited, I walked over to the shelf that was in the dining room. I looked over at the few pictures that Nick had there and I smiled a little. They were pictures of me when I was younger, alone, with him and/or with Maria.

I gotta say, I’m really grateful with how everything turned out and I’m very thankful that Nick took me in. Who would’ve thought, Nick Fury adopting a girl after rescuing her. He’s such a softie, don’t let that tough guy act fool you.

When the coffee was done, I poured some in a cup then I put some creamer and sugar in it. There was obviously enough coffee for the guys for when they wake up. I grabbed my cup and then I went outside, it was snowing a little. I sat on the porch and I just stayed there, thinking about everything and nothing at the same time, as I finished my coffee. I heard some noise inside and I just assumed it was one of the guys, probably Steve since he’s an early bird. But I realized I was wrong when I saw Bucky walking out of the house.

“Morning.” I said

“Hey, you.” He looked at me “You’re up pretty early.”

“You are too.” I said and he sat next to me

“Well I think I slept enough.” He sighed

“Still having trouble sleeping?” I looked at him

“Kinda.”

“It’s the house, right? It creaks at night, it makes it hard to sleep sometimes.”

“It does creaks.” He let out a soft chuckle “But it’s not that.”

“Is it the bed? The pillow?” I asked “Does Steve snores too much?”

“You know what? He does snores, it’s insane.”

“I know, it makes me nuts, you would think that after 70 years of sleep he would learn not to snore.”

“I concur.” He chuckled

“Well you could sleep in Sam’s room.”

“Hell no.”

“My room is available if you want.” I said and he looked at me arching an eyebrow “I didn’t mean it like that, oh my god.” I ran a hand over my forehead kinda embarrassed

He laughed a little. “Then how did you mean it?”

“I meant like, I don’t mind switching beds with you, you perv.” I said and he chuckled

“Relax, I know.”

“Well that.” I said “My room doesn’t creak.”

“Tempting.” He nodded slowly “Thanks, doll, but I think it’s okay.”

“Well suit yourself.” I shrugged “I made coffee, by the way, in case you want a cup.”

“Thanks for telling me.”

“Of course.”

Bucky stayed with me for a while until he went back inside to go grab a cup of coffee, but I decided to stay outside for a few more minutes. I was there for a while, till I started to get cold so I went back inside. I washed the coffee cup and saw the time on the stove. 7:32 am. It was still early so I just decided to lay on the couch and watch tv and I did find a channel in English thank god. Although it was just the news, but I don’t care. At least it wasn’t in danish.

Like half an hour later I heard some footsteps coming down the stairs and when I turned my head I saw Steve.

“Hey, you’re up.” He said walking towards me

“Yup.” I nodded

“How are you feeling?” He asked lifting my legs so he could sit on the couch, then he placed them on top of his “You woke up pretty early.”

“Yeah, I think that I’m still a little anxious.” I replied “But I feel a little better than yesterday.”

“That’s good.”

“I made coffee.”

“I know, I could smell it from the room.”

“You know? You snore too much, you don’t let your poor friend sleep in peace.” I told him

“What are you talking about?” He looked at me

I chuckled. “I’m kidding, it’s just that Bucky said that he sometimes has a hard time sleeping and we were saying that it’s because you snore.”

“I do not snore.” He shook his head

“Yes you do.”

“I do not.”

“You do.” I nodded “It may be kinda light, but you do.”

“Oh my god.” He rolled his eyes

“And with Bucky’s super soldier hearing, I bet the poor man can’t even close his eyes.”

“You’re so exaggerated.” He said and I just laughed.

(…)

* hours later *

“Cat, there’s some mashed potatoes left in the microwave if you want more.” Steve told me

He was in charge of dinner and it wasn’t too bad. Mashed potatoes with bacon bits and cheese and some nuggets. 9/10 because he didn’t make gravy.

“Thanks.” I answered as I drank a sip from my water bottle

“So what’s Cat short for?” Bucky asked “Is it for Catherine?” I was about to talk but he interrupted me “But you don’t look like a Catherine.. unless it really is your name of course.. is it?.”

“No, I’m not a Catherine.” I shook my head

“Cathleen?”

“No.”

“Catrina?”

“Kinda close, is Catalina.”

“Is it really?” He said and I nodded “I like it.”

“It’s too long.” I crinkled my nose

“It’s a pretty name.”

I shrugged. “It’s okay.”

“Why Cat and not Lina? That would be a good nickname too.”

“Well Cat is shorter and cuter than Lina.”

“Lina’s nice, nobody calls you Lina?”

“No, it’s just Cat.”

“But why?”

I chuckled. “You don’t like Cat?”

“I mean it’s okay, I guess, Lina is prettier.”

“Why Bucky and not Jamie or Jimmy if your first name is James?” I asked and he tilted his head “Ah? Gotcha there.”

“Bucky sounds cooler.”

“It does.” I nodded “Nobody has called me Lina, like ever, it’s always been Cat.”

“Well Lina sounds better.”

I rolled my eyes laughing. “Whatever you say.”

“Good, then Lina it is.”

“Don’t call me Lina.”

“But why? I like it.”

I just sighed. “Alright, do whatever you want, I don’t care whatsoever.”

“Good.”

+ + +

*hours later, let’s suppose it’s nighttime already*

It’s 11 pm and the guys are watching a movie. Although Cat is not really watching it since she was doing another word search. But Sam and Steve are the ones watching it since Bucky is helping her to find the last word, which she can’t find and has already gave up saying that the word is just not there.”

“I swear, I think they forgot to put it.” She said “It’s not there.”

“Can you be quiet for a second? I’m trying to concentrate and your voice is distracting me.” He said to her while he was still looking for the word

“You’re not gonna find it.”

“Shh.”

After a few minutes, Bucky ended up finding the word.

“Give me that.” He took the pen out of Cat’s hand and circled it “I found it.”

“Ay Dios mío, half an hour later.” She said taking back the little book “Thanks, by the way.”

(Oh my god)

“You’re welcome.” He said watching as she wrote the date on the top corner of the page

And he noticed the little tattoo on her wrist. It was a little semicolon that had butterfly wings on its side.

“How many you got?” He asked pointing at it

“Like eight or nine, I think.” She replied

“Where?”

“Um, right here.” She lifted her other arm showing him the rose she had tatted on her other wrist “And here.” She lifted her pajama short showing him the phrase she had there

It was high so even if she had shorts, it couldn’t be seen unless she lifted up a little bit. It said “and here you are living despite it all”.

“And I have a few more, but those are in places that I usually have covered.” She said

“When did you get them?”

“Well my first one was the rose and I got it when I was 17, I went with Natasha since I was a minor.” She replied “The rest I got them at 18 and 19, the last one I got is on my ribs. Is very small.”

“Are they all small?”

“Kinda.” She shrugged “I think the biggest one is the one I have on my back.”

“Did it hurt?”

“That one yes, like hell.” She nodded “You like tattoos?”

“Well I don’t hate them.”

“Would you get one?” She asked

“I don’t know.”

“It’ll heal fast because of the serum.”

“What if it also ends up fading away?”

“Wanna test it out?” She tilted her head “With some stick and poke?”

“You’re crazy, absolutely not.” He said almost instantly, which made Cat laugh “I don’t trust you to do stick and pokes on my skin.”

“What do you know? What if I’m good?”

“Well something tells me you’ve never done it before, or am I wrong?”

“Well no, but..”

He cut her off. “It’s not happening.”

“Ugh, whatever, dude.” She rolled her eyes laughing “Suit yourself.”

a/n: chat, should i show the rest of Cat’s tattoos? Would you guys like to see them? lol

a/n #2: i wanted to clarify the date, by this chapter is December 2016 (like i said, the story takes place during and after Civil War so in this story im gonna put, like, those years where they were fugitives so yeah, just wanted to clarify that (in the movies, the time between Civil War and Infinity War is two years but in the story, it’ll be three years because i want it to be that way and because i can make it like that lmaoo)

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Demon Slayer Advent Calendar | Day 23 | Tengen x Reader | Knitting

Written by @lupina36

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"I'm bored!" Suma whined as she cast a disgruntled glance out at the snow-covered landscape.

Thick flakes were falling from the dark gray sky, making the world look even more like it had been dusted with white powdered sugar. Most people had retreated to their cozy homes and estates in this weather. So did you, your husband Tengen Uzui and your three other co-wives. Hinatsuru, Suma and Makio.

Today was one of the few days when there was nothing at all to do in the house, which was also the reason for Suma's complaint.

"Have you ever tried knitting?" you suddenly asked her.

"My mother used to do that when she had nothing to do. She always really enjoyed it. I think I even still have a sweater that she knitted for me back then, "2 you told her. "That sounds quite interesting," Hina said. "At least we can kill a lot of time that way," Makio commented.

About an hour later, you and the others were sitting together in a circle, busily knitting a few things.

The girls understood the principle surprisingly quickly and were not at all clumsy. Suma wanted to knit a hat and had even managed to knit a good bit of it. Hinatsuru tried her hand at a scarf and Makio really wanted to try her hand at a sweater. You had also decided on something simple like a scarf, although you realized that knitting was obviously not quite as easy for you as it was for your fellow knitters.

Even Tengen, who had joined your little knitting circle to your surprise and the surprise of his other wives, was doing a lot better than you.

He seemed to be working on a sock and it annoyed you a little that everyone seemed to be better at it than you.

Again and again, the knitting needle slipped or a stitch came undone. In the end, your scarf looked more like a pack of wild dogs had got it between their teeth. With a resigned sigh, you put your knitting needles aside and decided to watch your family knitting. Suma was making good progress with her sweater, although you noticed that it had one sleeve too many. Suma's hat, on the other hand, looked far too big and seemed to fit a watermelon rather than a human.

That lifted your spirits a little because you obviously weren't the only one who had had a few difficulties with knitting.

Hinatsuru's scarf, on the other hand, looked great and even had a pretty star pattern. This woman really had a talent for knitting. You had to admit that.

But when your gaze wandered to Tengen, you wondered.

You thought it was a sock at first, but this piece looked a bit strange. At first you thought he had a bit of trouble with knitting, but it didn't look like it, but you still thought there was something strange about Tengen's work. It had a bit of a mushroom shape. A mushroom with a long stem.......Hold on, wait a minute! That almost looked like........!

"Tengen, my dear," you spoke gently to your husband.

Tengen looked up and looked at you questioningly. "Yes, what is it (name)?" "Um, I was wondering.....Now yes.....that thing you're knitting....." You took a deep breath.

"Can you tell me what it's supposed to be?" you finally asked. Tengen grinned at you and you were already afraid of disaster. "It's going to be a penis warmer!" he replied.

All your facial features slipped away. "A .... what?" you asked, completely flabbergasted. "A penis warmer," Tengen repeated, as if you had just asked him what time it was. "Why, I mean, how did you come up with something like that?" you asked, still very much out of character.

"Well, it's freezing outside. Sanemi said he almost froze his ass off yesterday!" "And now you're worried you might freeze something off too?" you asked, still struggling a little for composure, while in your mind's eye a naked Tengen danced around dressed in nothing but his homemade penis warmer.

"It's not just me I'm thinking about," you heard Tengen say, looking around at his wives with a look on his face as if no water could cloud his eyes. "After all, everyone here suffers when he's no longer usable," he added with a broad grin. In response, you just sighed, while Hina giggled softly, Suma blushed like a tomato and Makio snorted softly.

"Are you going to tell me why you made several?" you asked curiously as you noticed the small pile next to Tengen.

Apparently, the one he was currently working on was not the first one he had made. You could make out several different colors and even different sizes, and all of a sudden you began to feel bad. "These are for the other male columns," he told you.

Now your features finally seemed to slip away. The others? Your husband was seriously planning to give the other pillars a penis warmer like this. That was too much!

"Tengen, you can't do that!" you shout, startled.

"Why not? Do you think I'm the only one with a problem like this? At least I've found a brilliant solution. The others will thank me on their knees," he beamed and continued knitting. Well, if that went well! It flashed through your mind.

You knew that Tengen meant well and yes, there were certainly some men who liked the idea of their little friend being wrapped up nice and warm. But you feared that not everyone would take it exactly the same way. You were thinking in particular of the wind pillar Sanemi Shinazugawa. And so your fears were right.

Because the very next day, a Sanemi snorting with rage stood at your door and demanded to see Tengen.

In his hand he held what looked like the remains of one of Tengen's penis warmers. After assuring him that Tengen was on a mission, he had left still fuming with rage. Fortunately, at least the rest took it with humor. Kyojuro thanked him warmly and said he had never felt so comfortable there, Giyu said nothing and Gyomei just cried. You couldn't say for sure whether it was out of joy or because of something else. You didn't dare ask him about it either.

You let out a soft sigh. Your husband was an original.

But as much as you loved this man and you knew he meant well, you hoped he wouldn't come up with such an idea again next year. You desperately tried to banish the image from your mind of a somewhat irritated looking Santa Claus putting presents into one of Tengen's home-knitted penis warmers, which was hanging by the fireplace next to the usual socks. "Merry Christmas then," you murmured quietly to yourself before retreating back into the cozy warmth of your home. You were sure that some of the things about this festive season would be remembered for a long time to come.

[cryptidsurveys]

Sunday, December 8th, 2024.

What do you like about the house you live in? It's the house I grew up in, so it holds so many memories - some tangible, some intangible, some pleasant and magical, and some downright awful. For better or worse, this place just feels like home. It's really hard to imagine uprooting and living somewhere else. It actually makes me pretty sad to consider it. Structurally speaking, though…it could use some work. The carpets are old, there are renovations that desperately need to be done, etc. I guess the room I like the most would be my bedroom. It just feels quite safe and cozy.

What’s the most cliche song you can think of right now? Maybe certain Christmas songs because 'tis the season.

Name three of your favourite crepe toppings. I think I've only ever had lingonberry crepes - made with some sort of lingonberry jam and possibly cream cheese. As for something savory, I might go for something like ham and cheese.

Do you watch How I Met Your Mother? What did you think of the ending? I haven't.

Have you ever played paintball? Did you get hit? Naw. I kind of want to try it, though. Brings me back to my YOUTH and playing "Rock Wars" at the park. Not with full on rocks, but with the pebbly sand from the play area. We'd haul some sand up to the equipment platforms and break into two teams. One team would stay down below and the other would man the structure, and then we'd just…throw rocks at each other, lmao. Not a single cell phone in sight, just people living in the moment. ;D

Right now, are you too hot, too cold or just right? I'm just about right. Maybe a little too warm, but it's not uncomfortable.

What was your favourite fairy tale when you were a kid? I don't know if it counts as a fairy tale, but this children's book called Young Guinevere. The artwork was absolutely beautiful. Also, for a similar reason, while not a traditional fairy tale, a book called Dinosaur Dream. Just beautifully illustrated.

How do you feel today? Tell me about it. Fairly decent. I filled out some more paperwork for social security yesterday and I'm just thinking about what will happen if it's declined this time around. Kind of thinking it will be, but who knows. I'm not super worried because I do think I'm at a point where I could work at least part time at the animal shelter (enough to earn what I would have received in disability payments), but it's going to be such a big step. A step I need to take eventually. Just need an opening!

Also, there might be a respiratory illness making its way through cattery. I think the last time this happened in a major way was back in 2020 or early 2021. They had to close down to the public for a few weeks while it cleared up. Since I was more of a casual volunteer at that time, I wasn't allowed to go in. This time, though, I'm going to be there through it all. I'm really only worried about three of our kitties - who, unfortunately, happen to be sneezy already. One is elderly and has kidney disease (it seems to be hitting her hard), then another cat with liver disease (he seems okay, but we do have to keep an eye on him due to his weakened immune system), and a third who is also elderly and happens to be a tripod (he's in pretty good shape, all things considered, but I do worry about him), so I'm just hoping everyone will come through alright.

Oh, and my stomach is doing somewhat better today. I realized while scrolling back through some recent surveys that it's been going on longer than last Tuesday. I was already complaining about it then, saying that things had been messed up for a few days already, so…anyway. Thankful to not have a serious bubble gut, although I am still trying to be conscious of what I eat so as not to set it off again.

What’s the weather like today? It started off mostly sunny and calm. It's currently mostly cloudy, breezy, and 67*F. We're supposed to get some snow tomorrow afternoon, though! <3

Do you ever use a laptop in bed? I haven't had a laptop for several years now, but I used to do that frequently. Still do the same with my phone and listening to YouTube.

What were you doing in 2014? Uh…not much. I remember almost nothing from 2014 aside from working a few hours a week at PDI. My dad and I might have gone on a few hiking / camping trips, but even that was starting to fizzle out. Got back in contact with my sibling, but I think that lasted all of one visit before things went to shit again.

Are you wearing socks right now? What colour are they? Yeah. They're white and gray.

What time are you taking this survey? 1:45pm.

Have you ever eaten Caribbean food? No.

Do you need to make any purchases soon, big or small? Just grocery shopping and maybe purchasing a few wish list items for the kitties at the shelter.

What was the first movie you saw at the cinema? How old were you? Pretty sure my parents took me with them to see a Star Wars film when I was just a baby / toddler. Obviously, only very vague memories there. As for the first film geared toward children, I'm not sure, but maybe something like Aladdin or The Lion King.

Do you feel hopeful for the future? A mix of hopeful and hopeless. I'm just trying not to overthink it.

Where did you last fly to on a plane? To / from California for a family vacation + my dad's best friend's wedding when I was 11.

If you were going on a daytime date tomorrow, what would you wear? Lol I haven't been on a date in yeeears. I can't even imagine. But if you can't handle me in my animal shelter attire, then you don't deserve me in my birthday suit. ;D

Are your parents still together? If not, do you know why? They aren't. There are a lot of reasons why.

Have you ever been evicted? Why? No.

Would you say you’re an organised person? I'm somewhere in the middle.

Have you ever worked as a manager or supervisor? No.

Do you eat at a table or on the couch? I mostly eat at my computer desk, occasionally at the kitchen table.

Tell me something good about the last week of your life. Idk. It's not like it's been a bad week or anything (aside from not feeling well), but nothing stands out as a bright spot… Ooh, maybe a kitty being moved from ISO into cattery. She's an absolutely adorable UNIT. Pictured above, but you can't really tell what a chonker she is.

When was the last time you heard a siren? What kind? Not sure.

Do you like jogging? No.

What brand is your TV? Panasonic.

What was the last thing you voted for? Presidential election.

Do you remember much from high school? The memories aren't as vivid as they used to be and some of the years are a bit jumbled up, but I still remember a good amount.

What’s the longest you’ve ever stayed awake? Why did you do it? Idk.

Do you live in the state/province/territory you were born in? No. I was born in Louisiana and currently live in Colorado.

What do you want to eat right now? Kind of craving cashew chicken, steamed rice, and cream cheese wontons, but idk if my stomach would tolerate it. In fact, I'm almost certain it wouldn't.

What are the five apps on your phone that you use most often? YouTube, Instagram, and GroupMe are pretty much the only apps I use.

What’s one of the most useless things you’ve ever purchased? Idk.

[fourseasonsfigs]

Wenzhou Set 1 (Handcrafted)

Following up yesterday's Dong Fang Yuechu, we have this little Wenzhou set by this same, extremely talented artist.

If you think I can't get enough of this artist's hand-crafted figs, you'd be right! I have more on their way to me even now, including, yes, Wenzhou set 2.

If you haven't read yesterday's post, or if you haven't read this previous post where I talked about Mid-Autumn, Snow Mountain Edition, then you should know I bought this fig set from a fan artist on Xianyu that designs and creates Word of Honor / Junzhe figures. This set are made-to-order figs, meaning that she has this style up in her store and will make it when ordered. She says that she needs a few days to create the fig, but I've noticed that everything I've ever bought from her has shipped immediately, in-stock or otherwise.

These figs arrived wrapped in plastic wrap and cushioned with a bit of polyfill. I did have the warehouse wrap these in air column bubble wrap, since I don't trust something this small and delicate to anything else. Since it's just polyclay, it seems to be pretty resistant to breaking, but crushing damage would absolutely destroy it.

Unlike yesterday's fig, I gave these a nice dusting with my untrustworthy but still useful feather duster, and then brushed the travel lint off with a clean makeup brush. I did pretty well, although I did notice during upload of the pics that a few pieces of grass from the green grass base made their way onto the figs. It's just so hard to see - these figs very small, and my close up vision is not as good as it used to be.

How small you say? Tiny. So small! I'd say a little over half the size of a normal fig, not counting the bases. Here to illustrate relative fig sizes is our Ghost Valley Master. Thank you for your service!

I fell in love with this set immediately. Their faces are so, so cute!

The level of detail is all the more impressive for being so small.

Oh their faces. Just too adorable!

Hmm the detail on these pics are not astounding. The light I took them in wasn't great. I'll take some close ups too so you can actually see all the wonderful detail.

I really like how she did all the hair detail and of course both of their hair ornaments. I particularly love whenever fig makers replicate this particular hair tie of A-Xu's. It's so great!

The little poses with the hands are just so cute. We can't see much of A-Xu's face here since his bangs cover it up, but we can see Lao Wen smiling away!

Why not smile? He's walking along with his favorite person in the jianghu! Who also looks very sweet and happy! I just love them.

Swapping sides so you can get a better view! Alright, let's finish up the two up and down sides so we can get to the details.

Hehe, not too much to see here, although I'll note they look just as cute from this angle.

There we go! Onto the details. I'm going to bring these figs downstairs and see if I can't get some better light somehow.

Well I'll tell you what, the better light did an exceptional job of showing me where I hadn't dusted all the lint off! My goodness. I went back and cleaned it up, but ignore any stray bits. Hopefully this gives you a good amount of detail of his beautiful waist ornament and the painted detail on his robes.

His hairpin is so beautiful I had to show you a picture of it. Just for something like this, can you imagine how long it took to make? To keep referring back to the costume to make sure it was perfect in every detail? Just incredible.

He's so beautiful I just wish my photographic (and dusting!) skills were up to the task. I see my camera decided to focus on his lovely costume instead of his expressive eyes, but hopefully this is at least a little bit better than the further away ones.

Yes, A-Xu, you're perfect, and you've never done anything wrong in your entire life. No I will not be taking any other opinions from the jianghu, thank you!

His hair tie is perfect. I really like how she modeled his hair here, it's lovely. You can see the details and beautiful lines of his robe here - even the sleeves are so artfully done.

Just so delightful. I'm so happy with these figs! I can promise you when the next set arrives, they too will jump to the head of the fig-posting line.

Material: PVC modeling clay

Fig Count: 357

Scene Count: 24

Rating: Just two zhiji out for a stroll on a beautiful day!

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[patchedd]

Daily Forza Car #19/20: Arctic Vacation

So, to make up for missing yesterday's post, today is a bit of a double post. A rather fitting double post, at that, since they're both modified Toyotas from the same, er, tuning company? I guess? Hailing from Iceland, Arctic Trucks makes, well, just that, trucks built for the Poles. These specific models, the AT37 Land Cruiser pictured above, and the AT38 Hilux Invincible below, are pretty good examples of their work, not to mention the latter being specially made.

Now, Forza doesn't really have any landscapes that scream "Arctic", the closest you'll get is winter in Britain, with the frozen lake and bounds of snow, but that doesn't mean they're out of place, either. Technically speaking, you don't need to be in the arctic to even own one of these, it just so happens that the majority of their customers are. Go figure.

Now, I said the Hilux is more well known, and that is due to a little, obscure TV show from Britain known as Top Gear. During the South Pole special, this was their car of choice, the Hilux being a truck that has a lot of history with the TV show. Hell, the Invincible title was named after their escapades with the truck. They drowned it in the English channel, blew up a building it was resting on, set it on fire, and it still kept going. Not this truck, mind you, one from the 90's. And all this was mostly to joke about how the damned thing shows up in every insurgency or rebel group around the world.

The show didn't mention Arctic Trucks by name (unless I'm forgetting, it has been a while since I watched the special), but it did race to magnetic south against a dogsled. And, though the race was closer than you'd expect due to the ridiculously harsh terrain that Antarctica sports, it did win, although they did also win a threatened lawsuit over them driving while drinking gin. Which, in what is effectively no-mans-land, they just considered "sailing." Something they also did with a converted Hilux later down the line.

Go figure.

[newzealandmozsombi]

Bike day at Mt. Hutt Bike Park

Today I checked out the Mt. Hutt Bike Park near Methven (where I stayed the past 3 days). The mountain has some serious skiing happening in the winter although as I found out the trails and the slopes are not connected or do not overlap. Also, there is no uplift, meaning you either pedal up on a gravel road (I did, not fun, in the sun, really bumpy and steep) or an uphill trail, which is actually pretty cool, not steep, lots of turns, in the shades. Or you ask your mum or dad to shuttle you by car. As a bunch of kids did. Anyway the trails were great, I tried not to overdo it so only did 3 laps, that’s just a bit shy of 600 meter in elevation. I think I mostly rode blue trails although some other ones might have slipped in, the grading system is pretty weird so I am not sure. Doesn’t matter, fun was had, hands were taking it much better than last week in Christchurch, during the third uphill I was starting to feel my wrist but that was expected, still, the fancy pantsy brace is doing a stellar job! Free bike wash at the bottom which is cool, no shade for the cars which is not so cool.

After riding I drove to Ashburton that was kind of on the way to this campsite, where I am staying the next two nights, ( https://maps.app.goo.gl/tP6AQeWfjYTBu6ZQ9?g_st=com.google.maps.preview.copy ) and did some shopping again. Partly cause I ran out of food partly cause I realized that 5 sets of underwear is just not enough no matter how hard I try. (Might be 6. Still not enough..), needed some more boxes for food and a few other things. Afterwards I drove to the campsite, cooked and guess what, ran into the first hungarians I’ve met since I got here (I think).

I am noticing how scattered my mind is when I am getting ready to go ride/leave a hostel/unpack stuff from the car..A good example for that is I left the rear right door completely wide open when I went for the first lap. Good that the bike park is in a quiet place so there were only a few other riders around..I “lost” the car keys for a few minutes multiple times already, or my phone, or my headphones and other things…Hopefully I’ll get more into this whole “living in a car” thing and will get a bit more organized by time.

Fun fact: Based on a recommendation I tried banana with peanut butter for breakfast and I can say that it’s not as bad as it may or may not sound. I actually liked it, although I’d probably put some bread in the mix next time.

Tomorrow I am planning to do a big hike just 5 min from the campsite, it’s a kind of training to do another big one near Mt. Cook (highest peak of New Zealand). I could actually feel some tiredness in my legs from yesterday so let’s see how today’s ride influences the overall fitness…”long term” plan is to head south to Wanaka (city with great riding spots and hiking) and then Queenstown. The thing is that it makes sense to do this bigger hike around Mt. Cook on the way down, but besides thursday (when I’ll probably be cooked from tomorrow’s hike) the weather doesn’t look too great and obviously I can’t do a big hike in rain or high wind..So lets see. Unfortunately the good biking spots are more south from Mt. Cook so either I skip this hike for now or I gotta wait somewhere for better weather..not a fan of either of those ideas..

Bit of geography, not sure how much the readers are familiar with the geography of New Zealand, these mountains are maybe high for me and my fellow hungarians but they are actually not higher than the Alps. Mt. Cook (highest peak of the country) is only 3724 meter. Sure, that is high (and actually really hard to climb, and is covered by snow all year round) but there are actually higher peaks in the Alps. I guess due being surrounded by the sea is why the snow is more present at lower heights?! Then again that might be utter nonsense, Bea (Farkas) if you are reading this correct me. The mountain I am planning to hike up to tomorrow is somewhere around 1300 meter which is not even considered a proper peak in Austria..

Funny how this is like the 5th time when I feel like, oh I don’t have much to say and then I write a bunch of shit..Let me know if it’s boring! Seriously.

Obligatory song recommendation:

Twenty One Pilots - The Outside

It’s just has a nice groove, bit of rap, great melodies, up beat, like puts you in the mood to feel pumped!

[magbld]

#5 Entry

Hey! Had a busy day. I just woke up from a nap. my body hurts a lot! HAHAHA. I hope you're doing well, eating well and sleeping well and hopefully are getting over me healthily. My day went pretty good! I went skiing my old love. It was originally planed to be m, c and me ( I don't think it's fair to use their names). But C PUSSIED OUTT! WHAT THE FUCK! Me and M couldn't believe it because really? are you serious ? HAHA. so we had told him (M and I egged him on and peer pressured him to) call in to work due to an emergency. This was because he couldn't find someone to appropriately take his shift. Normal right? Not for him. Bro felt "guilty" and 'bad' for the first time calling into work in 3 years! LOL I WAS CALLING INTO WORK THE SECOND WEEK I JOINED BBW! different mind and mindsets. But we did make him do it yesterday. and so he came the driver for me and M right? It's literally 8:30 AM and we all got up to go get breakfast first. We got A&W and I got the beyond burger (it's good, you always have had good taste) and everyone else got breakfast. But Cole. fucking Cole. Got a "Power" text from the boss saying how they'll give him disciplinary actions and oh did this shiver his spine! he's like guys..... I need to go to work... and we responded with you're getting fucked. You literally pussy'd out, you're all changed up and ready to go and yet this text of getting a disciplinary scares you? The FUCK! just come bro! take the L and enjoy this beautiful day with me and M. Oh well, he couldn't do it. So me and M went to go to ski, we were nervous because we thought they'll be no snow but they did. It's artificial snow, tastes pretty yucky like tap water from old lead pipes! don't get in it in your mouth, please. God skiing was sooooooo weird to me at first. Makoto told me to just try it and not snowboard (I wanted to try snowboarding) and I just toughed it out. All these little kids zooming past me, honestly, I was cared I'd hit them! But we started easy, on the beginner slope where I fell, and fell some more. I fell a lot. LIKE ALOT! I didn't think I had a single run where I didn't fall and slide down. Falling doesn't hurt (at first) because it's pretty much you slip and slide down. It feels kind of cool honestly, like a little action movie. but he first taught me how to stop. There's two types: Pizza and hockey. Pizza is where you kick the back out and little and carve into the snow and you'll get into a lot more drag that makes you stop whilst the hockey one (I still can't do properly ) is like going to your side and grinding it to an immediate stop. It's pretty cool! Then he showed me to turn and turn, which I did. And then he said fuck it, let's go on the big slides. And I ATE SHIT ALOT LOLOLOL! I miss you. I went on the green slopes (targeted as easier) but they were still very inclined of course. I was going so fast which caused me to panic and to fall a lot, of ocrouse of which he then showed me how to carve my way down which makes me not go as fast. It's funny! he's a bad teacher! but I learned, although with a lot of falling. We skied for a while and also the messed up! they gave us practically double the amount of tickets to use and it's so funny. So now I have 20 in total in which I'll give you 10. Me and Makoto kept making these silly jokes about some memes we saw on the internet (Saiyan walk) and hitting the gritty and super dumb shit like that. I don't think you would've laughed if I did those things in front of you. You weren't much of a person who liked my dumbness in public. Oh well. And it was really fun. I felt more confident and I started to get better at carving and turning and stopping. the wind shifted and we got a whiff of like puke and shit? what the fuck? HAHA.But then we stopped as we had been there for at least 5 hours or so and were getting hungry and I was getting exhausted physically from all that falling. (I had fallen every single run I did and we did a lot of runs). Makoto was like "Bro whopper is the best burger" in which me and Cole in the morning made fun of him for it.

He was eating monkey balls and feet burgers for joy HAHA. But we went to go get it anyways after skiing. It was good. I enjoyed it and I was pretty hungry! I wish we could've gone skiing together or at least with friends. It would've been nice. But then I got home, took a nice shower and relaxed a bit. I'm learning the tabs to "Run on sentence" by Flawed mangoes, it's quite hard. But then I conked out and mimimimimimii. I've just woken up and my body hurts a lot HAHA. You'll enjoy skiing I hope! ski safe and everything. I miss you! it's been 4 days since you've been gone and yet it feels so long. I wonder what you've been up to. Okay ! I'll see you, good bye.

[nohiketoosmall]

little pastry update

I was really worried yesterday about pastrys tank, I couldn't get the heat up high enough and it was near the window so I ended up moving it across the room. it was so cold in here I got a space heater.

today, the heat in our apartment appears to have kicked in and its a balmy like 72+ in here. Since I upped the heat a few degrees yesterday to compensate for the ambient temps being so cold I checked the tank today and it was a little /too/ hot, like nearly 100 in some spots on the top of the branch/cave. I try not to let the hottest spots go over 95, although ive seen some sources say as hot as 104 is okay.

I took her out and looked her over for the first time in a few days (since the ambient temps in the room have been so low I haven't moved her much lately). she looks alright, she was moving around fine. I feel like theres some swelling still on one side of her mouth so im gonna take a picture and send to the vet. I did find her poop + urate and cleaned it up, luckily it was just on coconut fiber so I managed to get everything pretty easy.

I was really worried about her and talked to my partner about it the other day, her ambient temps were struggling to get to the 80s for a couple days because of the cold snap. Yesterday I brought out the space heater and had it running all day near her tank. In the future I'm going to pay more attention to when it suddenly gets cold and have the heater on hand to turn on immediately. All in all though I think shes doing okay. I wish I had been able to buy a PVC enclosure before winter hit (it snowed yesterday, on halloween); unfortunately I'm not making any money right now so. thats kind of on the backburner.

[pyukumukuus]

i finished totk yesterday and wanna put my thoughts somewhere

SPOILERS AHEAD DUH

i think playing this immediately after botw maybe caused me to get a bit oversaturated with the game about half way through since the gameplay is so similar.... the gameplay being so similar isn't a bad thing as such because the gameplay is very good, but i think if i had not played botw so recently maybe i wouldn't have felt that dip in enthusiasm.

although that said, i do think the best and most consuming part of both botw and totk is when you have just few enough hearts that the game feels really challenging but you are getting strong enough that you are starting to find cool weapons and unlock black tier enemies, so it's possible that i reached saturation point at the same time in both games when i started getting 'too strong'.

anyway....

the sky

the sky was cool but i didn't spend anywhere near as much time in it as i thought i would from the trailer, mostly i think because it was so hard to traverse. it was also quite samey and i hated those shrines where you had to carry a crystal for miles.

hyrule

i loved all the new bits to hyrule like the caves, the wells (the wells!!!!), and death mountain cooling down and being fully traversable. i did however think that too much of hyrule was the same as in botw. i was excited to see rito village covered in snow, but became very disappointed when the entire region simply returned to how it was in botw after finishing the dungeon. with the exception of eldin, i felt like the whole map was pretty much the same as it had been in botw and there was more much incentive to explore it all again, expecially after recently playing botw.

the shrines were a lot better in this game, but i still found myself thinking 'ugh' on some level whenever i found one, especially later on in the game. i did, however, love the ones that were like eventide island and stripped you of all your gear.

i would have liked to see more settlements like lookout landing and some bigger changes to the existing settlements.

the depths

conceptually i love the depths and when i first set foot in there i was stunned because it did not feature in the trailers. it feels eerie and truly challenging. i love how the dragons can show up in there, i love that it is unsettlingly warm at 23 degrees C, i loved the yiga clan and master kohga, the spirit temple, and how you can jump into a chasm and just be engulfed in darkness with nothing for miles.

however as the game went on i started finding it tedious to explore. like the sky, it was a bit samey. the treasure was hit and miss; i remember taking almost two hours to find my way to an X on my map which turned out to be a pair of trousers which cost far too much in money/resources to upgrade and i have not even worn once.

i would have liked some more explanation for some of the things in the depths, like why it had non-decayed weapons despite all the gloom, what those spirits holding the weapons were, why the lightroots matched up so perfectly with the shrines on the surface, and why every significant hyrule location had a corresponding significant depths location. maybe i missed some info somewhere along the line but i felt the depths was a bit bare lore-wise.

the zonai abilities

fuse - honestly i never got bored of this. banana sword. egg spear. president hudson shield. this was seriously the coolest way to mod weapons.

ultrahand - wicked and cool but i am so lazy when it comes to building contraptions.

autobuild - i probably built like 200 super springs and not much else.

rewind - cool but i kept forgetting i had this.

ascend - this was so handy and i used it way more than i thought i would. loading times are a bitch though...

the dungeons

i thought the dungeons were average. i was glad to see them return, but i still think they aren't really a patch on the fan favourites of OOT and twilight princess. lightning temple was super cool though.

i think the build up to the dungeons was vastly improved on botw. i liked climbing all the way up to the wind temple with tulin, and the zero gravity stuff was really awesome for the water temple.

i did feel that because you can do the dungeons in any order, this actually harmed the storytelling because it meant every memory acquired after beating the dungeon had to be exactly the same. oh what's that? zelda, the sage of time, appeared to you and warned you of a great threat in the future??? who'd have thought???

the spirit temple was awesome and i love that i stumbled upon it totally by accident, however i have to admit that later on i did end up feeling a bit disappointed with the quest order. i had already beaten the spirit temple and found the master sword before entering hyrule castle re. zelda's appearance - this meant that after completing that quest my next quest was simply to.... go straight back to the castle. i think because totk is more story-heavy it would have benefitted from being a bit more more linear. some of the events of this game are a bit of an anti-climax because they are presented to you in such a weird order.

the memories

i really enjoyed unlocking the memories even though, again, the order you find them in is not fixed and can end up being kind of weird because of it. like you can find a memory in which zelda is talking about her insane plan to turn herself into a dragon so that she can wait 10,000 years to give link the master sword, and then you find a memory that confirms that yes, zelda has indeed travelled back in time!

i got spoiled for the fact that zelda was the light dragon and i am pissed about that, because i think that is a really awesome twist, especially the part where you find out the master sword has been with the dragon all along. i wish i'd had the opportunity to be genuinely surprised by that, but i didn't, thanks to someone on youtube who didn't tag their spoilers 1 week after the game released :)

the sages

tulin is best boy, yunobo is okay, everyone else is kinda trash (especially my beautiful boy sidon :( ). i like the concept of mineru's construct but in practice she just gets in the way all the time and i cannot control her.

the final fight

the final fight was good, a lot better than botw and with better buildup too. i loved having to enter the castle from the depths. ganondorf was genuinely hard for me to beat (because i'm really shit at flurry rushing) and the fact that your hearts get knocked off permanently too had me thinking i would have to bail out and come back after some practice and a lot more food.

conceptually i loved the final dragon vs. dragon showdown but that part of the fight was too easy and a bit of an anti-climax.

the ending

i'm not gonna lie the ending did disappoint me. i really wish zelda had stayed as the light dragon - rauru/sonia/link transforming her back (and fixing link's arm?!) just felt like a weird deus ex machina and rendered zelda's big forbidden sacrifice as basically pointless. i think zelda saving hyrule from great peril but with no knowledge of who she was or why she did it would have been more emotional and poignant and bittersweet.

i read a post someone made about how they wished link had taken ganondorf's secret stone and eaten it in the ending it to transform himself into a dragon and reunite with zelda in immortality..... and honestly i am so down for that

(no i don't give a shit about what that would have done to the tIMELINE)

final verdict

this game was incredible..... but i am left feeling weird. i feel like going back to botw now will feel incredibly bland in comparison to totk, however it is precisely because of botw that some things in totk felt bland, such as the similar gameplay, lack of change to hyrule, and the fact that we had to do shrines and collect koroks again.

it is hard to summarise how i feel about this game. i feel that it is so much better than botw in every way and i would probably not play botw again now that i have totk, and yet, i still think botw is the better game. i think botw hit harder, simply because it was the first zelda game to do anything like that, and now the only way to make a game hit like that again is to do something totally different.

[hlmowrer]

Week Six: "Dude, she WHITE"

This week went by much faster than last week, which I shall accept as a blessing.  It was enough of a blur that I am finding it difficult to give you a generalized overview, so here's a day-by-day of what generally happened.  (Three cheers for good journaling...)

Monday: Monday was rad.  A week ago Elder Wilchek felt inspired to knock a certain street on the edge of town.  That day produced three return visits (which was crazy at the time...usually it's zero).  I was less enthusiastic about it this week though because the first guy said I could come back in five years, and if I was still Mormon he would come to church. (Hah, dude underestimates both my faith and my love of time capsules...but that doesn't exactly help me as a missionary.)  The second guy was "out of town" when we came back at the time he agreed to and has not answered our calls.  But on Monday we went to see the third guy, and that man is READY.  His name is Andrew, and he had already begun reading the Book of Mormon we gave him and we ended up staying at his place for an hour answering his questions.  He is excited to have us back today...he was going to come to church yesterday but fell at work and broke his knee.  The adversary is a petty dude...I hope Andrew will be able to see the connection there.

Tuesday: Tuesday's flagship event was Zone Conference, a big event where everyone in my zone (the green border on the attached map) came to Midland to do trainings, hear devotionals, and have lunch with each other and mission leadership.  It was pretty good...although nobody told me there would be lunch so I was STUFFED when I found out there was going to be catering, thus making it the second time President and Sister Heap have tried to buy me a nice meal five seconds after I gorged myself.  I really hope that stops being a pattern.

Wednesday: Wednesday started rather sour because we had literally nothing scheduled and trying to fill a 16 hour work day with no source material is beyond frustrating.  However, the night before had brought quite a lot of snow and we received an order from President telling us to stay inside.  So I had a nice hot cocoa day, and I learned how to shine my shoes.

Thursday: Nothing of note happened on Thursday, other than that I felt perhaps slightly better about being out here?  It was very slight, but it was a nice feeling and I hope it's a sign of greater things to come.

Friday: Friday was another one of those super long empty days, and the snow did not rescue me this time.  After Thursday's contentment I guess the universe needed to remind me that the woods are not behind me yet.

Saturday: In Saturday I went on an exchange to Saginaw, about half an hour away from Midland.  Saginaw is a fever dream.  It's one of those cities where there's a big river going through it, and everyone on one side of the river is stable and everyone on the other side is in abject poverty.  I don't know how else to say it.  Literally like 20% of the houses on the east side of Saginaw are burned out.  The elder I was with explained that it's because people can't pay for heat so they leave their ovens on all night...and then when the house is burned the wreckage stays there forever because the land becomes nearly worthless.  I've never seen anything like it.  I've also never seen an area with that much missionary work.  We had 10 lessons booked in the morning (for reference, I'm lucky to get one every day or two in Midland) and even though over half of them cancelled, there are a near infinite number of referrals and requests to meet with missionaries.  There is no need to knock doors in Saginaw...the people reach out to you on their own.  The people over there are also usually very nice and love to talk, which is a nice break so long as you're not trying to keep a schedule.  I was exhausted by the time I went home though, and I was happy to go back to my slower pace in Midland.

Sunday: Sunday was a treat.  We had our friend Lamar finally show up for church at the last minute...with his kids!  He seemed happy to be there, and the ward greeted him extremely warmly, which I was very proud of them for.  Lamar seemed to appreciate being noticed, but many of the older members had quite a bit of trouble with his name...after a sister kept not quite getting it for the third time, Lamar looked over at us and proclaimed "Dude, she WHITE!".  It took a lot of effort not to belly laugh in front of everyone.  Anyway, the topic in sacrament meeting just so happened to be conversion as well...We did not know this before we put extra effort into getting people to church this week.  God's designs are intricate and awesome.  I only hope I've gotten Lamar's name right...all the confusion with the members has lead me to worry that his name may actually be Lamont.

All in all, my mission is moving forward.  Sometimes it feels like it, sometimes it doesn't.  Sometimes I'm busy and content, sometimes I'm bored and stressed.  Welcome to life I guess.  I feel like I at least made progress this week, and I thank God for that.  Nothing to do now but jump into a new week and see what happens I guess.

With all my love, as always

-Elder Beren Mowrer

[a9saga]

tbt - day6 - i’m serious // spring vibes, fuck you 🌸✌

[trex98dreams]

Snowman

Member: Kim Taehyung Genre: Angst / Slight Smut 💔 💋 Song Inspired: Snowman - Sia Summary: He was your everything, but he devoted himself to your sister. What happens when she left him when he no longer had his sight?

Ever since you were little, you had always been fond of the snow. You prefer being in the cold, rather than staying inside during the festive season. That was one of the many reasons why you had more friend than your twin sister did.

Jisoo.

Unlike you, Jisoo was the shy and preserved twin. You guys weren't identical, but it would probably be better if you were since everybody likes to compare the 2 of you. Her beauty surpasses yours and that become one of the reason you envied her. Everything about you guys were different, the only thing you guys share in common was your voice. Sometimes, even your parents were confused when talking to one of you on the phone.

Jisoo didn't mind leaving you all alone. She hates the snow, the cold and the winter. She said the cold made people sick, and whenever you suggest to build a snowman together, she would ignore you by playing with her barbie doll beside the fireplace where your father was reading. But Jisoo's indifference changed one day, all because of the rectangular smiled boy that captured your hearts.

That day was still fresh in your mind, like it had just happen yesterday. You guys were 9 when you first met him. You had ran out of the house after getting permission from your parents to play in the snow. That time, you didn't ask Jisoo to follow you, because you knew she'd never agree anyways.

You were happily rolling the snow, humming a song while making your own snowman and snow angel. At one point, when you pouted because the snowball was too heavy for you to lift it by yourself, you notice a boy around your age staring at you with a wide smile, his smile was so wide it made you uncomfortable. The awkward looking boy stare at you from the pavement of your house for a long time as if asking to be your play date.

You stopped rolling the snow and put your hand on your waist cutely. "What?"

Your question startled him. His immediate reaction was so cute it made you blush a little.

"Oh, nothing.. it's uh- your snowman is really pretty. I like to build snowmans too!"

"Then?"

The boy scratched the back of his head. "I was wondering.. maybe.. uh never mind.. nothing! I- I'm sorry!" he said in a hurry and turn his back ready to leave. You felt guilty for making him feel unwanted, so you yelled at him, "HEY COME BACK! LET'S BUILD THIS ONE TOGETHER!"

The boy's eyes shine like crazy. He let out a huge adorable smile, displaying his box shaped smile and ran towards you in his brown padding coat. You didn't know it at the time, but you will be entangled with this boy for the rest of your life.

He let out a foggy breath which made you giggle. He wears a gentle smile the whole time, a sign that made you warm up towards him. "I'm sorry if my tone earlier made you upset," you bit your lower lips, a habit you had whenever you felt apologetic. The boy's smile didn't falter.

"It's okay!! Really! I uh- My grandma told me you had just moved here. She says I should make you feel welcome and made friends with you. Besides.. I don't really have much friend in this neighborhood, hehe," he told you. You let out a small smile.

"Oh btw, my name is Kim Taehyung. I live over there," he adds, pointing to the small old house 3 blocks away from yours. Staring at this Taehyung boy who looks so sincere to be friends with you, you allow him to shake your hand. 

"My name is Lee Y/N. Nice to meet you Kim Taehyung! I hope we'll be good friends from now on!"

"Me too! I'll be your.. erm.. snowman! And you.. you.. you''ll be my snowoman!" his words were touching and it made your young heart melts.

That was the start. That was how you became friends with Kim Taehyung. The whole day, it was perfect. So perfect. You notice Jisoo glancing at you from the window on the fireplace, but she didn't step out, although you and Taehyung kept on waving for her to join. When Taehyung asked you about her, you told him that she was your twin sister which is shy and doesn't like the snow. So Taehyung never asked for more.

You were happy for the first few years, because at the time, there is only you and Taehyung in your small world. He cares for you, protected you and build snowmans with you every winter. You even went to his house if you bicker with Jisoo or your parents over the smallest things. Taehyung was your shoulder to cry on. You were closer to him than you did with your sister especially with how Jisoo was treating as you grew older.

When you reached 15 however, Jisoo suddenly went into you room, and asked you something about him which she never did all these years.

"Hey sis," she called you in her usual cold voice which she only uses on you. You turn to her, putting away the schoolwork you were doing. "Do you like Kim Taehyung?"

"What?" you answered, baffled. "Of course I like him, he's my best friend."

Jisoo let out a small smirk. "You know what I mean. You've been friends with him since forever. You never bother to invite me to hang out with the both of you. So I though I should just ask you away. Is it because you like him? Are you scared that he will like me more if I'm around?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course not! And FYI, I DID invite you, on many occasions, but you keep on telling me you didn't like Taehyung because he's shabby and his family didn't make much. I swear Jisoo, Taehyung's heart will broke if he heard all of the things you said about him, but every time he asks me why you didn't want to spend time with us, I always cover up for you and told him you were busy with school. What are you going on actually?"

Her statement made your heart burst. You hated when she badmouthed Taehyung. Jisoo never cared about Taehyung. She always told you to stay away from him, that maybe he was just using you because you both came from a wealthy family but you knew he's not like that.

That was your 1st mistake of course, because Jisoo caught the way you were being so protective over him. And of all the people, your cruel twin sister was the 1st to knew that you were in love with Kim Taehyung.

"Jeez, okay Miss Protective, I get it. I was just checking. If that's the case, you didn't mind if somewhere in the future, we date right?"

You eyes widened. But you quickly blink back, trying to look unbothered because you knew she was just manipulating you.

"Yeah.. yeah sure, whatever," you answered. "But I warn you sis, don't go breaking his pure heart because when Taehyung loves, he loves hard and if you can't stand how much he loves you, just don't lie to him about it."

Jisoo left your room with a smirk. You wanted to continue your schoolwork, but your discussion with Jisoo bothers you.

After that conversation, Jisoo suddenly shows up and tag along when you spend time with Taehyung. She follows you 2 to the library, went to the food stall to eat tteobokki together (which btw, she hates because its oily) and even went to Taehyung's house to get to know his grandma. For some reason, you felt like Jisoo had an ill intention, but when you see how happy Taehyung looked like whenever she comes along, you couldn't bare to tell him to be careful of your sister's treatment.

Why?

After all these years?

Why would she suddenly took an interest in him?

What was the reason?

You endure it, year after year. Your eyes went sore with how clingy Jisoo was being with Taehyung, one which you knew wasn't her real expression. You try to not think about the possibility of them dating, and maybe you should tell him how you really feel but it was all too late.

On that winter, 3 years ago, while waiting on your front yard to make your traditional snowman and snowoman with Taehyung, you caught them walking side by side, holding hands and laughing.

Your heart try to ignore the possibility, try to ignore the sight which kills you but when both of them saw you waiting at the porch, they waved and Taehyung proudly announced, holding Jisoo's hand by the air, "Y/N! WE'RE DATING!! CONGRATULATIONS! YOU'RE THE 1ST TO KNOW!"

Your dreams, your reality.. shatters. You could almost see the grin in Jisoo's smile. But Taehyung was too happy. Too happy with the fact that he got himself a girlfriend, whose shy and timid in his eyes. Ever since then, you spend less and less of your time with him because all of the time he has now belongs to Jisoo.

Every winter, whenever you stare at little kids making snowman, your eyes got teary, because you had never though, the one person you love with your whole heart, will be with the one person you truly hate.

...

[You'd came back for the wedding right?]

You let out a soft chuckle. It's been a few years since you moved to Seoul. To heal yourself from the pain of heartbreak, you studied hard, maintaining a good result and after you graduated from college, you were offered a job in there. You had move 4 hours away from your hometown, just wishing you could get over Taehyung in the meantime.

People said, not in sight, not in mind.

Bullshit, that was definitely a lie.

Because your heart ache a million time worst when your parents called to announce Taehyung and Jisoo's wedding in a couple of months.

When you first received the news, you couldn't believe it, you though Jisoo was just using Taehyung to make you jealous or something. Turns out, maybe she did love him along the way and serious about him to the point of marriage. You cry the whole night after receiving the news. The next day when you go to work, your eyes were red. Your boss and colleague were worried about you that they advice you to take a day off but you refuse, knowing a day off will just be a day thinking about their wedding.

Now, 2 weeks before the wedding, Taehyung himself called you when you keep on making excuses to your parents.

When you move to Seoul, you try to cut off all contact with him, but at times when he had a disagreement with your sister, he would call you and you would listen to his frustrations. He was so hard to ignore, and you couldn't just disappear when he's dating and would be marrying your sister. He would officially be your family soon and you were going to meet him at some point. Up until today, you wonder, is Taehyung still clueless about your feelings? Why is he torturing you like this?

"Of course I would Tae. I just had a lot of things going on here in Seoul. Don't you worry! I promise I'd be back in time for your wedding! I'll even buy you a something expensive as a gift!" you try to fake a cheerful voice when you were really crying inside. Taehyung chuckle at the other end.

[It's not the gift that matters. It's your presence Y/N. Gosh, I miss you so much. I miss making snowmans with you. I wish I could have my best friend by my side at times like this. Unfortunately, she's too busy to be available for me now..]

His sulking made your heart soften. "I.. I miss you too Tae," you chocked out when you realized he still remembers about the snowmans.

"I'm sorry, I'm not a good friend am I? I promise.. I'll be there on your wedding. I wouldn't miss it for the world. Say.. have Jisoo picked out her wedding dress yet? You know how she and I didn't talk much so I only heard how fussy she is from mom," you add to lighten up the mood.

[She haven't. She says the wedding dresses in our town is too lame. So she went with her friends, Nancy and Yooa from school to Makpo. Says she wants to search for the best wedding dress there and spend some 'girl time' with them before we get married or something,] Taehyung's voice was sad.

You keep on listening to his rant. [Of course, I was worried at first, and wanted to come with her, I could have applied leave from my job for a few days but she kept on refusing me and told me to give her some freedom before marriage and stuff. So before that led to another disagreement, I just let her be. Maybe she's right. I am too strict about her freedom, heh.]

Your heart grew heavy. Taehyung was too sweet and kind. Jisoo could have bring him along or just said she wants to spend some time with her friends, but instead, she said those words as if Taehyung was controlling her life like some overprotective fiance.

You let out a soft sigh. "You're not too strict Tae. You love her. When you love someone, you care and worry for them. There's nothing wrong with that. You shouldn't let my sister's word get into your head, okay? Besides, you 2 are gonna get married for the rest of your life. You have every right to be worried. Now-]

"Ah! I'm sorry Y/N! I gotta go! Jisoo finally called! Bye! Don't forget to come home okay! I'll be really upset if you're not here! Bye!"

The line was cut off. Your bit your lips, trying to surpass the emotion. But your eyes didn't lie, and a tear fall from the corner of your eyes heavily.

...

2 days later, your boss coincidentally sent your team to Makpo for a meeting. You though about calling Jisoo since you knew she was here, but this is Jisoo you're talking about. You knew she wasn't the happiest sister in the world to see her twin sister which she despise from childhood tagging along to find bridal gown for her wedding to the man her sister used to love.

After the meeting ended, your decide to go out for a drink with your colleague to the nearest bar. You were happily eating out and chatting with your colleague there but you didn't drink much, knowing how you can't handle alcohol well and someone had to be sober when you colleagues isn't.

You were listening to one of your colleague's story when a sight of a woman in a revealing violet bodycon dress caught your eyes.

She looks so familiar from the side, her long silky hair was put to one side of her shoulder. You squint your eyes, scanning her deeply. She was laughing bashfully with a handsome man in front of her, and when they got up, you saw how she linked her arms to him. The man take out his wallet and make a payment while the woman cling onto him. They turn around to leave the restaurant when you gasps upon looking at her face.

You hid in between your colleague. She didn't notice you of course, busy making heart eyes with the handsome man in suit. You notice she was wearing the butterfly pin Taehyung gave her on her hair. It couldn't be a doppelganger. You took your belongings when you saw how the man open the door to his Porsche car for her, and she steps inside with a cheerful smile.

Jisoo.

Your sister.

The bride to be.

"Miss Lee, where are you going?" one of your colleague asked you.

You bow at them. "Ah- I'm sorry guys! I had to leave first, I'm not feeling well. See you guy at the hotel okey?"

You dash out of the restaurant and stop a taxi in a hurry. You were desperate to follow them. It couldn't be what you're thinking isn't it? It couldn't be that Jisoo.. no, no, she loves Taehyung. She even agreed to marry him. She can't be, she can't be cheating. That's not possible. You try to ignore the possibility again. Jisoo isn't that kind of person. Not after years of relationship with Taehyung. Maybe that gentleman was just accompanying her. But if he did, then where is her friends, Nancy and Yooa?

Finally, the Porsche stops... in front of a luxury hotel. The handsome man got out of the car, went to the other side to open the door for your sister and hands his car key to the chauffeur. You sit in the taxi and watch them for a long time. You wanted to make sure that your suspicions weren't true, but just then, the happy couple in front of you kisses passionately. Jisoo had her arms wrapped around the handsome man's neck, while the man hold her waist tightly.

They giggle and disappear inside the hotel which left you outside, shock and tremble from learning the truth.

"Jisoo... sis... what have you done?" you cry to yourself.

Your own heart is trembling, how would Taehyung be when he finds out about this ugly truth?

...

"I'm telling you Taehyung, I saw it with my own eyes! I don't want you to get hurt! I don't want to lie to you! I would never joked with this kind of things!"

[Shut up Y/N! Jus- just shut up! My fiance can't be doing that! She's a shy and timid person! She didn't even knew people outside this town! How can you accuse her of cheating on me with some random guy in a Porsche far in Makpo?! Are you insane?!]

Taehyung never yelled at you. He had a good temper. Even when he's angry, he was always so calm and try to settle things with a right mind. You though he could take it. You though he could calmly accept the truth when you told him and ask Jisoo for the truth when she got back. But you never expected this outburst. You never expected he would flipped and drive all the way to Makpo just because he didn't believe you.

"Tae.. calm down please. You didn't need to come here. I can hear how angry you are. It's not good when you drive in such a mood. Please, just ask her when she gets back. I'll- I'll help you and go to the hotel. Please just be careful-"

[FUCK! HOW CAN I BE CALM WHEN YOU JUST TOLD ME MY FIANCE IS FUCKING ANOTHER GUY A WEEK BEFORE OUR WEDDING Y/N?!] he cuts your word with a curse. You felt like crying. This was a huge mistake. Telling him the truth was the wrong move. You felt guilty to keep it to yourself, that's why you told him but it seems that Taehyung.. he was blinded by rage at this point.

"Kim Taehyung, please, stop please. I can hear your tires screeching! Taehyung I just wanted you know the truth! Not being crazy by driving here to see for yourself!" you tremble on the phone but Taehyung couldn't hear you. Instead you heard him click his tongue.

[Crazy? You're the crazy one you know that?! Telling me all this when you knew I'm about to marry Jisoo in a few days. What was your intention huh Lee Y/N? You told me this without any ounce of evidence confidently, making me anxious each second! I won't be satisfied as long as I see it for myself! If my beloved fiance IS cheating, why didn't you take a photo of their alleged kiss? Why didn't you send me the picture?] he daunt you through the phone.

"It happened so fast, I didn't expect for it to be like this Tae! I was also in a shock! I saw the pin! The one you bought her with me! It can't be someone else! I-"

Taehyung chuckle at you pitifully. [I bet you're juts lying didn't you? I bet, you wanted to ruin our wedding, because you like me, correct?]

You stopped breathing when he said this. How did he knew you had a crush on him?

[Silence. I knew it. Jisoo was right. I can't believe you Y/N. Out of all the people, you would do this thing to me, you're so scheming,] he accuses you hurtfully. You didn't say anything, hearing his rage which made a tear starting to form on the corner of your eyes.

"Taehyung, you have every right to be angry, but I'm not lying. I would never hurt you. The one whose hurting you is-"

[Oh cut the crap Y/N! Jisoo used to cry and told me ever since you  guys were little, you had always looked down on her. She says you were always jealous of what she had and she told me that you started to liked me after she dated me. I'm sorry, but my heart chooses Jisoo. It would never be you! No matter how evil your intention is towards us!]

His angry confession made you cover your mouth. You can't let him hear your sobs. If he did, he would only add the pain by saying you were asking for sympathy. You calm yourself, taking a huge, deep breath. "Taehyung, I admit that I have liked you before. And I still do. But I would never lie to you with the intention of breaking your marriage. I know how much you loves Jisoo and I had accepted that fact. And what she told you was wrong. I liked you before she and you ever dated. We're friends Taehyung. Why would you believe her words but not mine..?"

Taehyung honked the car in front of him loudly. It was snowing hard, the snow flakes were raining uncontrollably, covering Taehyung's window shield. The lights were red but he didn't pay attention to it and was so engrossed and enraged with your conversation.

[I WOULD NEVER DOUBT HER Y/N! You told me she was wearing a bodycon dress, but the Jisoo we all knew is a shy girl who'd never reveal her skin to random guys she just met! She didn't even have a bodycon dress so obviously, you're lying to me! She can't be sleeping with someone else when she flinch at the slightest touch of my hand! Why are you like this Y/N? You wanted me to hate her didn't you? You-]

CRASH

"Tae! HELLO?! KIM TAEHYUNG! TAEHYUNG! TAEHYUNG ANSWER ME! ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! WHAT HAPPENED?! TAEHYUNG!!!"

...

You sat on the rows of chair outside of his ward. You couldn't eat or think properly. You kept on crying and asking the doctors about Taehyung's condition every time they step out of his ward. You eyes were so puffy, you were a mess because this was all your fault.

Taehyung got into a car accident while talking to you. He was rushed to the hospital and you were still on the line when someone pick up his phone to inform you of his whereabouts and state. You quickly left Makpo and rushed home to Daegu anxiously after hearing the news.

You called your parents, his, and Jisoo to inform them of his condition. The only ones who didn't pick up was Jisoo. As you sat on the chairs, one by one, they came. Mrs. Kim was horribly crying and hugging her husband, while your parents hugged you because of the trauma. You told your parents about everything, but leave out the Jisoo cheating part as to not worry your parents.

You didn't leave the ward, even when Mrs. Kim told you its okay for you to go home, shower and eat before coming back. You couldn't bare it. You were still in a state of shock and repeatedly apologize, even kneeling to Taehyung's parents saying it was all your fault he got into a car accident.

"Sweetheart, no, no, it wasn't your fault. No, you need to rest, you're in shock, go home first, we'll look after our son. Come back when you've eaten something," Mrs. Kim hugs you gently. If she knew the truth, she would probably said the same thing about you.

You're nothing but a scheming woman.

Taehyung was in a coma for 3 days. The doctors have informed you that he was lucky that the accident wasn't severe and his organs were saved. But what's worst is Taehyung would probably be blind for the rest of his life. The shreds of broken glasses went into his eyes, injuring his corneas. You were horrified with the news.

You fell on the hospital floor helplessly after the doctors informed you of this. You couldn't help but sob, thinking of  how would Taehyung react once he wakes up to find that his whole world had turned dark.

"Why.. god.. why Tae? Why must he bear the punishment for my mistake..?" You cried your heart out as your parents and his cry as well.

You waited for Taehyung to wake up everyday while he lay there lifelessly with tubes attached to his body. His eyes were wrapped with a white bandage. Every time the nurses came into the room to change it, you would bravely asked them if you could do it instead. You would read stories for him, talk to him and apologize for everything and caress his hair gently. You were tired, but you wanted to be there for him when you wake up.

Suddenly, the door to his ward flung open.

"Taehyung..? Baby.. baby wake up..!" Jisoo's shrieks were heard throughout the room. You didn't say anything, standing up from the chair next to his bed and allowing Jisoo to kiss Taehyung's cold lips. Your heart hurts.

"Where were you?? Taehyung has been in the hospital for days! We have called you million of times but it went straight to your voicemail!" You couldn't help but feel angry.

Jisoo turn to you with tearful eyes, "My phone went missing Y/N!! Gosh! How are you so inconsiderate?! I got here right after searching for my bridal gown when I heard my fiance was in the hospital because of a car crash!! How do you think I would feel if you're at my place?!"

She hugs Taehyung's body and lay her head on his chest while you stood there looking at the fake affectionate act. You looked around and when you're sure your parents and Taehyung's was not here, you stare at her angrily.

"Me? Inconsiderate? I'm not the one cheating on my man a few days before my wedding with some Porsche guy," you said to her.

Jisoo's blood turn cold. "What the hell are you talking about?"

You wipe the tears in your eyes and chuckle.

"I saw you with that Porsche guy. In front of the luxury hotel in Makpo. I can't believe you did this to Tae sis. He loves you. He loves you with all he had. He worries about you and works hard to give you the life you wanted, the life he thinks you deserve. If you're going to cheat then why agree to be his wife?"

Your words made Jisoo's face flush with embarrassment and anger. "You knew nothing! You're just jealous because you couldn't have Taehyung and I could! How dare you accuse me, your own sister of such thing! You would do just anything to break us up didn't you? You evil-"

Just then, your parents and Taehyung's walked in. Jisoo stops what she was saying and turn to act to the shy and sad fiance once more. She went to hug Mrs. Kim and your parents, sobbing on their shoulder. You stare at Taehyung's figure and went to cover his chest with the blanket when suddenly, you saw his fingers twitch. You blink your eyes repeatedly, and when you're sure he's moving, you shouted for the doctors and nurses.

...

You waited outside the ward again, the ones whose allowed inside was only Taehyung's parents and Jisoo. Apparently, Taehyung has woken up, but after that, you couldn't see how he reacts when he realizes he is blind. You were so scared, you wanted to hug him, and tell him that it's okay, you'll be by his side. Your mom hugs you close, while your dad crosses his arms worriedly at their future son in law's condition.

The door to his ward were harshly open, revealing Jisoo with a panicked face.

"Mom! Dad! I can't! I can't! No! Tae can't be blind! My fiance can't be blind! NO!!" she crashed her body to your dad, seeming hard to accept Taehyung's fate. If Jisoo was like this, then how is Taehyung's reaction?

"I'm sorry sweetheart, I'm so so sorry. You're going to be okay. Taehyung is still alive, the wedding-"

"What wedding dad?!" Jisoo shouted in panic. "I can't marry someone blind! He's incapable of everything now that he lost his sight! Whose going to work to afford for the both of us?! I can't be the sole breadwinner for the 2 of us! And what if we had a child?! No, no, no, this can't be! I can't marry him dad! I can't marry Taehyung!"

Jisoo's words shocked you and your parents. Your mom look at her furiously. "That's not a nice thing to say Jisoo. Just because he had lost his sight, doesn't mean that you should leave him like that. And keep your voice down, Taehyung's parents is still inside. You should be the one who will be by his side right now. You're the one he needed most. What has gotten into you? You said you love Taehyung so much that if you don't marry him you'll go crazy. Why? Because he can no longer see now you're worried?"

Jisoo's face turn cold but it couldn't hide the panic. "I don't care! I take back all I said! I can't be with him! I'm sorry mom, I'm sorry dad! I can't! I just can't! This isn't the life I imagine for myself!"

You stare at her as she angrily steps away, trying to run away from the current situation. You stopped her by standing in front of her and begs.

"Sis please, Taehyung needs you right now. You can't leave like this. I know you're scared, I'm scared too. I'll help you in the future, you didn't need to worry about money, I'll support both of you. Just please sis, please get back inside and be there for him.. I beg of you."

"Aren't you an angel Y/N?" she stare at you disgustedly. "Taehyung is blind because of you! He told me earlier that he got into the car accident because of you! This is all your fault! It's your mess, now YOU fix it! I can't stand in the same place with you right now! Thanks! For destroying my happiness! If you care about him so much, you go and be there for him! I can't be here any longer, this is all too much for me!" she pushed you away harshly.

Your heart breaks when you listens to what Jisoo confesses. Taehyung still remembers everything before the car accident. You couldn't believe it. Now you knew, he holds a grudge against you for ruining his wedding and making him lose his sight.

You turn to your mom and dad who stares at you sadly. You pushed the door to his ward and saw him sitting on his bed, his lips pale, the look on his handsome face was melancholic and sad. You try to approach him as yourself when he heard your footsteps.

"Jisoo baby? Is it you?" he called out with a cracked voice. "I'm sorry.. I'm sorry, please don't leave me. This is all Y/N's fault! We could have been married yesterday if it wasn't because of her scheming lie! I'm sorry baby, although I'm like this now, I promise you I'll be better, I promise you that I will try to adapt with my condition now, just don't leave me baby, please!"

He though you were Jisoo, and it was your fault that he lost everything. You cried quietly when he said all this. Despite knowing he's blind, he still cares for your sister's future than his own. Taehyung's father let out a soft cough.

"Taehyung, son, that is not-"

His words were cut off when you went and hug Taehyung tightly. You held his head close to your chest and kiss his forehead, letting him snake his hands around you waist. You cried in pain when you feel the tears on his eyes that was wetting your shirt.

"It's okay Tae, I'm here. I'll always be here for you," you said, changing your tone slightly deeper to match Jisoo's. Everybody said, your voice and Jisoo's was the same. Could Taehyung recognize it? Waiting for the moment of truth, even Taehyung's parents were all sweaty.

Taehyung didn't say anything for a while, searching for your face with his fingers.

"Thank you baby, thank you for not leaving me, I love you Jisoo. I love you so much" he mutters, hugging you tighter.

...

The start of another lie.

Another big lie where all the people in the town and your parents conceal from only Taehyung. They would call you Jisoo when he's around, because whenever he hears your name, he will go into tantrum, throwing away everything he can reach in his blindness. You didn't like seeing him got injured, because once he threw a glass bottle which injured his palms, and another time he kicks the chair and made his ankle twist.

You knew, it wasn't just because he's angry with you, he was angry because he couldn't do anything without your help. You quit your job in Seoul, and took a job in your parent's supermarket near the house Taehyung and Jisoo was supposed to live together after their marriage. Feeling guilty about everything that happened, you swear that you will do all you can to ease Taehyung's hardship and live as Lee Jisoo for his sake.

You manage everything about him. You ask permission from his parents to take care of him in the house he bough for Jisoo and they let you. Since then, you have been living together with Taehyung as her, to let him know that Jisoo still loves him because she was all he wanted. Despite this, you still sleeps on separate rooms as to respect your boundaries. After all, he still believe that he's engaged to your sister.

You bathed him, prepare him his food, helped him dressed up and take him walk outside the park on your days off with a white cane on his hand. But every time someone wants to greet both of you, you will quietly put a finger on your lips and mouthed to them to call you Jisoo.

This was all you could do. If living as Jisoo is the only thing that can lift up Taehyung's spirit to accept his fate, then you'd do it to ease the guilt inside you.

"That's not it Tae, that's the kitchen," you teach him today, looking at him form the hallway of the house. Everyday, after you finish work, you will take your time to teach him the location of the house. How many steps to go to the kitchen, living room, and bedroom so it would be easier for him when you went to work.

"Oh, I'm sorry baby. I though it's the washroom. I'm so stupid aren't I? You teach me this everyday yet I still can't remember the steps," he remarks. You stare at him sadly.

"No, why would you say that? You're doing great Tae. And I love spending time with you, you don't need to worry about anything okay? I will be by your side if you want anything. You might think you haven't improve but I can see with my own eyes that you improve a lot day by day," you compliment him.

Taehyung smiles widely, the smile you've been craving and missing for for years. "I'm so thankful to have you by my side. Thank you baby, for accepting me even I'm like this. I don't know what I'll do without you. I'd probably rather die if you ever leave me like this."

Your hearts soars when he said this. But you knew he wasn't talking to Y/N. He was talking to Jisoo.

You smile to yourself pitifully when Taehyung continues. "I was so scared at first. I was so scared when I wake to find that everything was dark. I though I'm dreaming, I can't even differentiate dreams and reality anymore when I'm like this. But every time I hear you soothing voice and feel your hands on mine, it comforts me to know that you still love me despite me turning blind. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I can't be the man you deserve Jisoo. I'm not good enough-"

"Oh yes, yes you are. You're more than enough Tae. Don't say that, don't say things like this in the future anymore. It hurts me. If I'm being honest.. I'm the one who doesn't deserve you," you confesses, referring to Jisoo. Taehyung held the wall and walked towards your voice. He reached for you and try to search for your face when he felt your cheeks went wet.

"Baby were you crying? I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You must be sad for me hmm? I'm sorry, I won't say such thing in the future again. I love you, I love you so much," he said, kissing your hair and hugs you tighter. You embraced his warmth and hugged him back.

It has been 6 months since you lived as Lee Jisoo.

One night after dinner, Taehyung had asked you some weird questions.

"Have.. Y/N ever called you or visits me when I'm in the hospital?"

His question shocked you. He never mentions your name. The 1st few months were hard on him, so you never bring up your own name to avoid his rage.

"Uh.. no. She visits once I guess, and- uh.. she told me she felt guilty for she was the reason why you got into the car accident. I try to persuade for her to stay, but she moved away and cut off all contact with all of us. She kept saying that she's sorry and she apologize for all the things she have done.. she though you hated her."

You lied. Taehyung was quiet for a long time before exhaling a heavy breath.

"I didn't hate her. I just.. I just couldn't forgive her for now. True, it's because of our argument but.. I don't blame her 100% for the car accident. She was my friend before, I just.. I just couldn't accept that she accuses you of cheating on me days before our wedding. She never called me herself to apologize, or even visits me after I was discharged. She even dare to cut off all contact with her own family, what a coward," he said which pains you.

Taehyung, could you see my heart bleeds when you said that?

You went silent. Taehyung notice this and reach for your finger, "I'm sorry baby. She's you sister, I shouldn't say such things about her. I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings," he told you with a gentle voice. "It's okay. I understand your anger Tae."

Your hands were cold when Taehyung held it. He try to warm it with his by rubbing it between his palms. "Your hands are so cold, it's past winter baby. It's cold like the snowman me and Y/N used to build. Are you okay? Wanna have some wine before we go to bed?"

"It's okay Tae. I'm.. I'm okay. I don't drink wine, I prefer hot cocoa when I feel cold anyways," you pretend with a happy voice.

You weren't ok. As long as he haven't forgive you, you could never be okay.

Your parents had tried to reach Jisoo everyday, but she disappears without a trace. You knew this was hard on her, but it was hard on Taehyung too. You tried calling, tried to look for her because Taehyung was anxious about the wedding, wanting to redo the whole thing asap.

You can't lie about a wedding. You can't marry Taehyung as Jisoo. That is just too much. Taehyung never said this, but you knew he was weird out by the fact that you hate skinships with him. You avoid his kisses and his touch. You never held hands with him unless when you two walk out to go somewhere. Yet, he never questions you why the once clingy Jisoo feels so distant now.

It made him overthink as he was left in the house alone everyday. And a few weeks after that, when you got out of work, you couldn't find him anywhere in the house. It made you panicked and you begin to ran around the house, looking for him as you were afraid something awful had befall him. You were about to cry and shout out when you saw him kneeling on the backyard, his hands and shirt were messed up with mud, his white cane beside him laying on the grass.

You quickly ran towards him. "Tae! What were you doing?! Oh my god! What happen?! You scared me to death! I though something had happened to you while I was at work! Thank god you're alright!" you cried as you cling onto his shirt and held him on your arms.

Taehyung didn't say anything, his blind eyes were looking forward but it was teary. "You're worried.. finally. I though you didn't love me anymore baby.. you never wanted to be close to me. You never kiss me once after I turn liked this.. you still cares.. thank goodness.." he mutters softly. So that was the reason. This was what he had been thinking.

Without further thinking, you cupped his cheeks with your palms and lands a passionate kiss on his lips. Taehyung was surprised, but he had missed Jisoo's kiss so much. He tearfully kisses you back and cried as you didn't let go.

Taehyung caresses your wet lips longingly, and you deepen the loving kiss you had for him until you realize that you are kissing him as Y/N, not as Jisoo. The kiss was full of longing and was going heated, so you let your guards down and told him, "Take me Taehyung. I'm all yours. This is my prove that I'm still in love with you. I love you Taehyung. I always have, and I always will."

Upon hearing this, Taehyung kisses you harder. You led him back into the house without stop kissing each other. His hands roams over your body, while your hands was on the back of his head. As he reached for your shirt, he ask you for confirmation, "Are you sure about his baby? You sure you wanted to do this with me before our wedding?"

You shush him with a kiss. "I do. I'm all yours Taehyung. I wanted you to be my first, and my forever."

Taehyung peppered you neck with kisses as soon as you finish saying this.

"I love you Jisoo. I love you so much."

...

You felt disgusted with yourself. You had just slept with your sister's fiance. You couldn't believe what you had done. You were just the same as Jisoo. You were also an adulterer. Things have gotten out of control. You had to do something before it gets worst. Before the wedding next month, Taehyung needs to be with the real Jisoo.

You stare at the ceiling after your intense love making with Taehyung. Part of you were happy that you had lost your virginity to him and him to you, but you knew you were only hurting yourself by deciding to care for him.

"Baby? What were you thinking? Did you regret it?" Taehyung said, his deep voice rumbling on his chest as your listens along with the sound of his heartbeat. You let out a sad smile, one which he cannot see. "No, of course not. I love you so much Taehyung, you've made me so happy lately."

He let out a soft chuckle and kisses your hair while caressing it with his long fingers. "You made me happy too. Happier than I ever did before I lost my sight. One day, if I'm lucky enough to get a pair of new eyes, I will make love to you and look into your beautiful eyes every night," he told you sincerely. You wanted to cry but you blink back the tears that's threatening to fall. You held his face and kisses his cheeks softly.

"You had made me the happiest person in the world Tae, thank you. I love you so, so much," you told him sincerely, as Lee Y/N, not Lee Jisoo. Taehyung holds you close, and you nuzzle your head on his naked chest happily.

"Taehyung, I'm just wondering.. you didn't have to answer this if it makes you unhappy, but.. do your forgive her..?"

Taehyung's furrow his eyebrows confusedly while playing with your hair, "Who baby?"

You gulped before answering, "Urm.. my sister.. Y/N."

You can feel that he is contemplating for a second. "I wouldn't say I forgive her truly, but I'll try to bare with her, since she's your sister," he answered. "Just because of that? Not because she's your former friend?" you tilt your head. Taehyung stops playing with your hair.

"I mean.. I do miss her, but.. I can't believe that she accused you of cheating. I know she likes me, but that doesn't mean that she could do that to you. The fact that she accuse you of such thing hurts more than me losing my sight. But.. it's been a few months since then. I think.. I think I'm ready to forgive her. Besides, you must wanted her to be at our wedding, right?"

What Taehyung says played in your mind the whole night. He was hugging you in his sleep, but you weren't sleepy, instead you think of ways to get him what he wishes for. He had forgiven you even when you lied saying you haven't visited him after he had turned blind. What upsets you is that he was so in love with Jisoo. You knew you should just bury this secret with your townspeople till the day you died.

You look at him for a long time, tears after tears rolling out of your eyes and you finally came up with a decision that you believe will make him happy.

...

Taehyung was so happy when he received the news.

He was going to get a pair of new eyes!

The doctors said that it was a secret, but he would like to meet the deceased's family's who is willing to donor their child's eyes so he could see again. He was so happy the whole day. During lunch, he couldn't stop talking to you about how excited he was for the operation. Strangely you were quiet and only reply with a few words but Taehyung hadn't notice this. You told him that the wedding should be done after his operations so they could look into each other's eyes during the reading of their vows so Taehyung agreed.

"I mean what I said that night baby. After my operation, I'm finally able to look into your beautiful eyes again. Wait for me, ok?" he held you cold hands and sips the hot coco you made for him tonight. Tomorrow, it will be his operation day. You stare at him and kisses his lips warmly, but the kiss feels strange tonight, as if you were saying goodbye.

"I will Tae. I will wait for you. I hope it'll turn well for you. All I wish if for your happiness."

Taehyung let out his boxy smile. He reached for your hands and you both went to bed together for the last time.

When morning came, you bring him to the hospital and guide him to the operation room. Taehyung can feel the changing of his attire, and the smell of medical instruments around the room. He was terrified but he was also excited because less than a few hours, he would see the world just like before. He was chatting so happily with you, while you listens attentively to every word he said.

"Your hands are cold again, we'd get hot coco after this, how's that??" Taehyung quipped. You held his face lovingly and let out a sad smile.

"Sure Tae. Sure.. we'll get hot coco, and made snowmans and walk to parks after your operation," you tried to cover the sadness in your voice. Taehyung smiled.

The doctors finally called for his name and he let go of your cold hands who was unable to let him go. You stare as he was pushed by the medical team into the room. You turn around when suddenly, your parents walked in, beside them.. Jisoo.

You haven't seen her for months. And she came just in time for the wedding. Your parents hugged you tightly, kissing you tearfully and asking you whether you're sure this is what you're going to do. Jisoo didn't say anything, she didn't even looked at you properly before you approach her who looks like fine wine even months after her disappearance.

"Sis, please. He had gotten his eyes. Please look after him yeah? He loves you so much. I'm only doing it because of how much he loves you, and now I'm undoing my mistake. It's your turn now. Don't waste the love he harbors for you anymore. You got what you wish for," you told her.

Jisoo stare at you with hatred from your head to your toe. "I know, I know. Mom and Dad had nagged me about it billions of times. Hey sis, were you expecting him to forgive you when you did this? Why are you such an idiot for him?"

You shook your head. "I didn't expect anything, he had forgiven me and told me that himself. That was enough for me to make this decision alone."

Your parents strongly disagree with your decision but they couldn't stop you either. As for Jisoo, she rolled her eyes and look away, not even thanking you for what you were willing to sacrifice. The doctors called for your name, and you change your attire to the hospital gown. You look at your parents and your sister one last time, before turning around to be admitted into the ward.

...

The wedding between Taehyung and Jisoo went smoothly the next month. Everybody was happy for both Taehyung and Jisoo. People all over the town was invited, but the only person Taehyung cares about was Jisoo. She looks so dazzling today. Her sparkly white wedding dress had made him the happiest man alive. Lee Jisoo is finally Kim Taehyung's wife.

But Taehyung knew something was off.

Your parents were giving him apologetic looks and left early, not even bidding their daughter goodbye for their honeymoon. He was also upset that you didn't attend their wedding. Although he was angry, he wanted you to be here on his happy days. At least for your sister, but alas you were nowhere in sight.

"Fuck~ right there daddy," Jisoo moans. Taehyung slams his hips harder, searching for the spark in Jisoo's eyes but she was closing hers.

"I love you so much baby.. you're so beautiful and now you're my wife," he told her as he kissed her neck, biting and sucking on the skin. Jisoo spread her legs wider, she was a little wild tonight which confuses Taehyung because the 1st time they made love, she wasn't like this.

"Ah! Harder Taebaby, knock me up tonight! Fill me with your babies, you'd like that don't ya? OoO yeah, yeah, you're so big daddy! Give me all of you tonight, made love to your wife!" She dirty talks in his ears, hands roaming around his back.

Taehyung plunge himself inside her, but still, he wanted her to open her eyes. "Open your eyes baby, let me look into yours as we came, remember what I promise you?"

Of course she didn't. Because it wasn't her he had made the promised too. They were both sweating, and Jisoo obligingly open hers as she realize Taehyung was referring to his promise to you. Jisoo felt awkward and bothered as he looks into Taehyung's eyes.

She quickly look away. Taehyung pulled her chin when he realize somethings wrong. He stopped thrusting and peck her lips. "Are you okay baby? Does it hurt? I'm sorry, I'll stop if you want me too."

"No, no! Ah-  I just.. I was just embarrassed that you're looking at me like that daddy, please don't stop, it's too good to stop now, I need to cum, and I need you inside me~ please," she pulls him closer again.

Taehyung didn't refute.

He start thrusting once again, and they made love the whole night. Though he realize something's wrong, Taehyung tried to ignored it, thinking it was just his mind playing with him.

Jisoo's behavior confuses Taehyung as days passed by.

Whenever he wanted to ask her about you, she would quickly avoid the subject and talk about things that interest her. When he asked if he should go visit your parents, she told them that they're busy, and were travelling and all sorts of things. Jisoo's care and affection towards him before was only during their love making and under the bed sheet. Taehyung felt as if she was a different person before and after he was blind.

She smells different too. Before she smells like vanilla but now, she smells like expensive victoria secret's perfume. When Taehyung wanted to go to the park with her, she would refuse, saying she hates the air quality there. She even asked if its possible for them to move away from this town. Said she was getting bored of the dull life here. She rarely cooks or button his shirts anymore. She didn't held him by the cheeks softly and instead, it was just rough fucking during their intercourse.

Taehyung hates to admit it, but Jisoo no longer feels like home. Maybe it was just him, maybe Jisoo's right. They should moved out of this town and live elsewhere.

To please his wife, Taehyung decides to buy a house in Gwangju. Maybe his relationship with Jisoo will grew stronger without the familiar people around them. One day, he went to the park where he and Jisoo used to go everyday while he was blind. He sits on one of the bench alone, wearing a hoodie and stare off at the lake.

He was amused with the view until a moment later, he heard a conversation between a new couple who had just moved here.

"You know, I feel a bit weird too honey. The girl who cares for the Kim's blind son before had a slightly different face during the wedding. I though my eyes were deceiving me but I'm sure it wasn't the bride who had taken care of the Kim's son all those months ago. I heard that the bride had a twin sister. Maybe she was the one taking care of him, don't you think?" The woman's voice wonders.

Her husband looked around. "Let's just mind our own business. We just moved here, we didn't know anything."

"I know.. but the girl before was so kind and polite, she feed our dog everyday when she got off work. She always greets us with a smile. But if she were the same girl who married the Kim's son, why did she no longer greet us now? She looks so snobby and antisocial too," the woman adds furiously. Her husband let put a huge sigh.

"Oh come on. You and your gossips. Let's go, we shouldn't get involve with this townspeople's secrets."

The couple walked out of the park, leaving Taehyung who had his eyes widened to himself. What are they talking about? The townspeople's secret? What secret? And were they talking about Jisoo.. and you?

Taehyung needed answer. So it wasn't just him. It's not just his feelings.

...

Taehyung waited at the dining table after he got out of his parent's house to confront them. Taehyung's mind was everywhere, he needed confirmation from Jisoo herself. Even when his parents revealed the truth, he couldn't believe it.

It can't be you.. it can't be you whose taking care of him before! It can't be you he made love to! It can't be you who showers with words of comfort and promises! He's not an idiot! How could he not tell the difference between you and Jisoo?!

A clacking sound of heels on the floor shook him away from his thoughts.

"Daddy.. you're home early. Oh, you were waiting for me the whole day didn't you? Come on, let's get to bed, I'll be your obedient wife tonight," Jisoo said, slurring out sexy words to seduce her husband.

Taehyung didn't move. Tonight, he wants the truth. Jisoo went to the cupboard to take out a few glass of wine for her and Taehyung. She look through the cupboards and the fridge, but she couldn't find what she was looking for.

"Darling, don't you have some wine saved up here somewhere? Urgh, this is so frustrating and I'm cold!" She complains.

Taehyung's face were grim. "I though you hated wine, since you prefer hot coco when you're cold. Besides, you were the one arranging everything in this house before, shouldn't you be the knowing where you put out everything?"

Jisoo giggles, "Hated? Babe you're funny!"

"Wine is the life! How could I hate wine, you're so funny tonight Darling. And fyi, I don't know ok? This house is huge, how would I remember everything I put here and there-"

Taehyung let out a soft chuckle. "You can't remember huh? Ok. Tell me something Jisoo, that night I took your virginity away, what did I promise you?"

Jisoo though that Taehyung was just playing, so she massage his shoulder gently. "Hmmm.. Darling, why are you so uptight tonight? Come on, let's go to bed, I can't wait to make love with my husband.."

To this, Taehyung turned serious.

"I'll ask you one more time Lee Jisoo. What did I promise you, the 1st time I made love to you before my surgery a few months ago?"

Jisoo gulped. Taehyung never raises his voice towards her. He was always a soft, obedient husband who listens to her every command. Staring at his eyes right now, Jisoo trembles. She tries to remember what details you told her about Taehyung's likes and dislikes but she had forgotten all those when she married him.

"I.. I don't remember.. Ah! I got it! You promised me you'll love me even after I die..?"

It was a long pause after that. Taehyung raked his hair in frustration and laughed sinisterly. "I can't believe it Jisoo.. hahah.. You're not her."

Jisoo looked at Taehyung who was now half crying and half laughing. "All these while.. it was her? She was taking care of me all these while? You're her sister for goodness's sake! You were my fiance! I chose you!"

Jisoo wanted to deny the truth, but Taehyung stopped her.

"I ask my parents, I ask everybody, but I couldn't believe it, everybody in this town deceives me. They said it was what Y/N wanted. She replace you because she knew I was having a hard time accepting the fact that I'm blind. My parents told me everything, from the moment you disappear after learning the truth, to Y/N who pretends to be you for the sake of my life. How could you Jisoo?? How could you do this to me?!"

Jisoo grit her teeth in anger. "What? So now you resent me for knowing the truth?! Don't forget that you blamed her for getting into the accident Taehyung! You blamed her for losing your sight! You're such a hypocrite Taehyung! What, now you had fucked me as your wife, you regret that it wasn't my sister that's under you?!"

Taehyung felt like he wanted to choke her to death. "You weren't a virgin the night we consummate our marriage. Which means you lied to me. Which means.. Y/N was right before. You WERE cheating on me, weren't you?"

Jisoo avoid his gaze. "What do you know? Maybe I found someone while I was away-"

"No, no you didn't. Whatever you say right now is just more lies to me. I just can't look at your face right now. I just can't believe I called you wife. It shouldn't be you, it should have been Y/N. God I'm such an idiot," he told her regretfully. Jisoo was scared of what she heard, she reached for his arms and took a deep breath, revealing-

"Taehyung I'm pregnant."

Taehyung blink his eyes. No, this isn't the time for her lies, this must be another way for Jisoo to-

"This is the sonogram photos of our baby. I was going to tell you I went to the clinics earlier and surprised you, but I never though that this day to come sooner," she stops him, putting the baby's photo on the dining table.

Taehyung scans it and look at the photos tearfully. It showed that the embryo was 4 weeks old. He was going to be a dad.. he's going to be a father soon! But his happy tears turned sad, as he realized that the woman he wanted to bear his child with was not you!

Taehyung loves kid. No matter how fucked up this situation are, he was firm with the decision in his mind he made earlier today. If Jisoo though their baby is going to held him down, she's wrong.

"I'll be responsible since I am still your lawfully legal husband and the baby's father. I'm going to be there for every checkup, every morning sickness and everything regarding the baby's health. I'll take care of the baby and share custody with you but after you gave birth, Lee Jisoo, I'm going to divorce you."

His answer shocks Jisoo. "DO YOU THINK I'M A SPERM BANK KIM TAEHYUNG?! NO, I WILL NEVER SIGN THE PAPERS AWAY! YOU'RE MINE TAEHYUNG! MINE!"

Jisoo begin to throw things to him. She was so angry that even with the baby inside of her, Taehyung was still going to let her go and chase after you. She begin to ramble more nonsense as Taehyung avoid the things she was throwing at him.

"WHY IS IT ALWAYS HER?!"

"WHY IS IT, THAT SHE IS ALWAYS LOVED?! SINCE WE WERE LITTLE, SHE WAS ALWAYS LOVED DISGUSTINGLY BY EVERYONE! YOU LOVE HER, MY PARENTS LOVE HER, MY FRIENDS ADORE HER, YOUR GRANDMA AND PARENTS CARES FOR HER, THIS FUCKING WHOLE TOWN LOVES HER!! WHAT DOES SHE HAVE THAT I DON'T?!"

"SHE LEFT THIS TOWN BUT I STAYED. SHE ABANDONED YOU, SHE ABANDONED THIS TOWN, WHAT ELSE DID PEOPLE SEE IN HER?! WHY CAN'T FOR ONCE, PEOPLE CHOSE ME OVER HER?! THAT FUCKING 2 FACED BITCH!"

Taehyung held her arms, not wanting her to injured herself. After all, she is still his wife. He used to loved her and she is pregnant with his child. Taehyung knew, upsetting a baby mama can led to harmful consequences.

"EVERYTHING SHOULD BELONG TO ME, EVERYONE! BUT SHE ALWAYS FINDS A WAY TO LET PEOPLE LIKE HER MORE! SINCE SHE LIKES DOING THAT SO OFTEN, I TOOK THE ONE THING SHE LOVES MORE, YOU! HER PERFECT LITTLE SNOWMAN! HAHAHAHA!"

Taehyung couldn't process what she was saying. So all this time, she pretended to love him because she wants to make you jealous? Things were too complicated between the 3 of you. No, it was his fault. At first it was just you and him, but his attraction for your sister's beauty beats everything. Taehyung realize it was not only his eyes who went blind, but his heart as well.

"I know she had a thing for you since you were kids. I grew up having to be compared to her because she was smarter, she was more helpful, she was more kind and what do I have? Just beauty! Guess what, with this beauty, I could posses you, the one thing she loves more than herself! Serves her right!" She laugh hysterically, confessing her true nature.

Taehyung's eyes were wet with tears. He was so confused, so guilty of everything be ever said and made you do. He was so angry with Jisoo. He was determined to make it right.

When she wants to throw things again, he stopped her. "Stop it, stop it Jisoo! Look at me! Look into my eyes!" Taehyung said but he earned a smirk from her instead.

"Your eyes? Heh," she adds.

"That's not yours! Even the eyes you had now, was hers! That annoying fakely innocent eyes everybody falls for! What a pretentious bitch! What? You don't know? HAHAHA! You Kim Taehyung, can see the world again, can marry me, can have a child of your own and get a job like normal human again, all because of my sister's stupid sacrifice!"

Taehyung's blood ran cold.

"You must wonder why I avoid looking into your eyes when we fucked didn't you? Because, I know it was hers! I was there when she stupidly sign the form to donor her eyes to you! To give what? Oh I remember! To fix the mistake she made and redeem herself, so you can have a happy life! I see that now she've made a wrong decision, because you're neither happy nor satisfied, even when you accomplished your dream of marrying me!"

Taehyung falls to the floor, horrified with the new truth. His parents didn't tell him this.

You..

You donor your eyes to him?

Was that why your parents were giving him and Jisoo looks during his wedding?

"You.. I can't believe you.. you're so cruel Jisoo! A lying heart of a snake woman! Where is she?! Where is Y/N?!" Taehyung yelled but Jisoo slammed the front door, not before she replied, "she's dead to me."

...

"Thank you so much sir," you said as you got out of the train, someone's hand guides you to the tactile edge.

This was your daily life since you've donor your eyes to Taehyung.

You and your parents had moved to Osaka, far from the town and country you were naturally from. You had begged you parents to just let you live with a maid or something but pitying you for your condition and being unable to see your sister happily marrying the man you love made them think that you needed them more. Your parents took you and left without telling the townspeople where they were going, and begs your sister to keep your location a secret. Your dad took a job offer there and your mom opened a bakery downside your new home.

You may not see the world, but you were grateful that you can still use your sense of smell and touch. A lot of people around you tend to help you when you're in need. Plus, Taehyung was happy on the other side of the world, it was enough for you.

It was snowing today, you can feel the snowflakes on your fingers. The snow made happy, however, today has been strange.

When you try to tag your card on the train, someone had payed for you. When you went to the florist to buy some flowers for your mom, the florist informed you that someone had also payed for it. The trains feels so empty, usually you feel the pushing of someone's shoulder on your body but that was not the case today.

You walk to the park with your white cane, smelling the flowers in your hand. You were careful with your steps, afraid that you might slips on the snow. You took a seat at bench in front of the clear koi pond you mom told you whenever she brings you there. You inhale a deep breath, and smiled happily although you couldn't see anything.

You were wrapping the thick jacket around you when you heard a shuffle beside you and move a little to make space. The person sitting next to you didn't say anything, but their scent was so familiar.

You had been smelling this scent the whole day. When you were in the flower shop, the train, the walkways, the udon restaurant. It's like someone had been following you.

You took a deep breath, and recall to whom this scent belongs to.

"Taehyung?" You called out softly.

"Is that.. you?"

The man next to you cried the moment you called out his name.

His sobs, his sniffles.. you knew it was him. "It's you isn't it? I- I recognize your scent.."

You feel your cold hands were wrapped around a large warm one. The person beside you lay his head on your lap, sobbing harder as he heard you calling his name.

"Y/N.. you recognize my scent.. but I can't even differentiate you and your sister even after months!" He finally voiced out after following you and crying for the whole day at your misfortune.

"Why?! Why did you have to fall for me? Why haven't you ever tell me? Why did you donor your eyes to me? I'm not happy Y/N! Because my happiness, it lies with you! I wish I never got this eyes! With or without them, my eyes could never tell who truly loves me!" He confesses with a cry, staring into your face with the eyes you gave him.

"Tae..How did you find me here, no wait- does Jisoo know that you're here? Last I heard you two are having going to have a baby.. congratulations.. you had always love kids.." you smile, hoping that Taehyung could see it.

His heart breaks and he sobs harder, covering his mouth with the back of his hand.

"It's okay Tae. I wanted to give you a second chance. I destroyed it the 1st time, it was my fault. I was happy, because at least you have forgiven me," you told him. His heart bleeds as he realize the only thing he care about was his happiness.

"It doesn't matter anymore. It should be you Y/N. You should be the mother to my child, you would have been an amazing mother if it wasn't for my recklessness. Oh god Y/N.. why? Why did you give me your sight if it is only used for crying just like it used to?" His voice cracked little by little, heart torn to pieces.

When he found you, he followed you around Osaka to see what you have been up to. He was sad to see that the once cheerful and beautiful girl was walking alone in a dark world, giving all her world to him. He didn't let go of your hands. The hands that have been warming up his dark nights, caress him him on his back, button his shirt, feed him and held his teary cheeks when he loose all hope.

"How is Jisoo? How far is she? Are you having a boy.. or a girl?" You ask, pretending to crack a smile.

Taehyung frustratedly stare at you. "I'm going to have a girl. But Jisoo and I.. we're not together anymore. We have mutually agreed to file for a divorce, and our divorce will be finalized after the baby was born," he told you, holding your hands tightly.

"What? I don't understand, you love her Tae. Why so sudden? Don't tell me you're here because I donor my eyes-"

"How long are you going to lie to me Y/N?" He ask you desperately. "Do you think I haven't find out everything by now? I'm here.. because I realize, I have hurt my snowoman, year after year and broke her heart and haven been so ungrateful for what she did for me! I'm here.. because I miss your warmth, your gentleness, your loving embrace and your care.."

He cries on your shoulder, taking you in his embrace. "All these years.. I have hurt you so much haven't I? I was blind even before I literally am. I *sobs* I'm sorry Y/N. If I could turn back time or give you back your eyes, take it! I would exchange the whole world for you but please don't leave me again.. please.. don't leave me Y/N. You were my home, my home for all seasons. I'm your snowman, and you were my only snowoman."

He cried and cried on your shoulder, you can feel the tears wetting your jacket. You love Taehyung, and no matter the circumstances, he was always your snowman. The hot coco, the stolen kisses, the conversation you had on the parks way back then played on both of your mind.

You haven't even made a decision yet because everything was so messy right now. Everything was happening so fast. Jisoo's pregnant. Taehyung's begging you not to leave him. They had a baby on the way as well as a divorce, and your parents would definitely not approve of you marrying your once brother in-law.

One things for sure is, you are definitely going to invite him to do snowmans with you after this, because even in the dark of your world, Taehyung had bring a light to guide you out of it.

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[snowflakeanimelover]

Hello mama Snow can I request a valentine event request with Meliodas x Male reader with the prompts “I want to be more than friends” and “Can I kiss you” .🙂

Of courseeee! I love Meliodas! I hope this is okay! Enjoy :) <3

Valentines Event

–Prompts: “I want to be more than friends.”, “Can I kiss you?”

Relationship: Meliodas x Male Reader

Fandom: The Seven Deadly Sins

Warnings: Cute fluffiness :)

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“Meliodas?” I call as I step into the Boar Hat.

Meliodas stuck out like a sore thumb. His bright blond hair is the only unusual hair from the crowd of browns and blacks. Although he was short, it was still pretty obvious where to find him. The man himself turned with a bright smile, standing on Hawk as he looked around to find the source of who called his name.

Locking eyes, he immediately jumped off of the pig and ran over to me. “Hey there, (Y/N)! Long time no see!”

“I saw you yesterday.” I deadpan.

“So soon? Well, that’s better than not seeing each other for a whole day.” He winked. As flirty as he usually is, it really made my heart thump.

“Listen, Meliodas. Could I talk to you? Privately?” I ask, rubbing the back of my neck awkwardly.

He hums. ‘Sure! Let me finish up here.”

After he finished his business, he met me outside of the building. Peaceful wind passed by, just us sitting on the grass land. “So! What did you need to talk about?”

I knew he had an idea of what I was going to say. He’s so smart, nothing can get by him. Even when someone told me I was being pretty obvious with my feelings, I was trying not to be.

“Um…I don’t know how to say this properly…but,” I took a deep breath, looking him straight in the eyes. His ocean blue eyes sparkled in the sunlight. “I want to be more than friends.”

It took longer than I thought it would for him to respond. He didn’t blink, nor did his cheeks turn pink from being flustered. No, he just stared right back at me. His expressionless and unresponsiveness made me nervous. Extremely nervous.

Finally, He blinked. “Hey, (Y/N)?”

“Y-yeah…?” I stutter.

“Can I kiss you?”

My face almost blew up from being so flustered. That was not what I was expecting from him. Without even realizing it, my head moves on its own in a nod. Meliodas smiled, moving closer and closer. Soon, his eyes closed, and his warm lips were on mine. The kiss was soft. It held care and affection, making my heart flutter. My eyes closed and the kiss felt like it lasted an eternity. But really, it was only a few seconds.

Separating, Meliodas smiles and steps back. “I’ve been gone for too long. Better get going! See you later, (Y/N)!”

I only ask myself how Meliodas can be so confident in a situation like this?