#and if that isn’t the most kim thing i ever did hear-

[coffinwoodx]

couple of screenshots of kim’s wikipedia page that i felt so deeply in my soul

[seongclb]

— enhypen when there’s a scandal about their s/o dating another idol !

idol!enhypen x idol!reader, fluff, established relationship au, no warnings!

req. by anon -> i merged the last two requests !

♫ pink+white by frank ocean

𖠗 이희승 | lee heeseung.

omds when he finds out

prepare to be met by the sulkiest baby you’ve ever met

like this guy is 6ft and counting but has a POUT on his lips when you see him

just shoves his phone that has the news article on it of accusations that you and taehyun from txt are dating

since you’re all in the same entertainment, it’s easy to be rumoured with either enhypen or txt

and due to your groups comeback along with txts comeback being at the same time, fans are talking about how cute you and taehyun would be after the tiktoks you had made together

“is he a better dancer than me?”

“no, heeseung.”

“is he a better singer than me?”

“no, heeseung.”

this isn’t enough to make him feel better though, so you must avenge his heart with kisses or else.

𖠗 박종성 | park jongseong.

when he sees the article that says you and another member of enhypen are dating, he just raises a brow as he frowns

waits for you to get home and shows you the article, “jagii, look at what they’re saying”

he subtly whines about it for the whole day, even sending death stares to jake every once in a while

but you tell him that fans just like doing these things for fun, and they always make the most extreme theories

like so what if you and jake were being friendly at the awards?

little do they know that it’s only because you and jay are dating

jay knows this so he feels better but not completely great

so you may do something sly with your stylist and ask her to subtly match yours and jays outfit for the next event

which fans catch on to, definitely making your boyfriend bubble with happiness that jakes article is long forgotten

𖠗 심재윤 | sim jaeyun.

very whiny baby

doesn’t wait for you to get home but instead just texts you the article with a sad face

you’re expectant of a sad and pouty jaeyun when you get home

but this time, showering him with affection and love doesn’t help completely get rid of the pout on his lips

“loveee, theres nothing going on with beomgyu and i,” you tell him. “i think my stylist and his stylist just accidentally gave us the same shirt”

is still pouty but understands

“why can’t we wear the same shirt” jake nuzzles into your shirt

he says things like, “i hope dispatch expose us this year”

little do you know he’s actually considering giving dispatch the okay sign to expose you two 😭

𖠗 박성훈 | park sunghoon.

when you come home he’s like, “well hello cheater” and you just sigh

“so, you and soobin huh? i’m a better mc than him anyway” and ur like ???

all u did smile at him a few times at the awards thing and now this?

doesn’t hesitate to show how much better he is than soobin (poor soobin i love u)

u just let him say but bc u know he’s reassuring himself with it

then he gets sulky, “do you think he’s attractive?”

“no sunghoon you’re the most attractive in the world”

smiles at this

threatens your stylist and everyone else to coincidentally make it seem like u and him are dating

acts surprised when there’s billions of articles about you two now

𖠗 김선우 | kim sunoo.

he literally scoffs when he sees all the comments under ur tiktok

guys this is so random but i feel like he would make a secret account and somewhat hate on u and whoever ur being shipped with

would comment stuff like “what? no they don’t look good together” or replies to people and starts mini arguments

he’s still doing this even when you come home

so when you hear him constantly scoffing at his phone and aggressively typing

you ask him what he’s doing and he’s like, “don’t worry”

but this continues for too long so you check and see and you’re like, “kim sunoo????”

then he realises and he’s like :0 “sorry, but but seeing people ship you two was so annoying”

you just hug him and remind him how fans can be

𖠗 양정원 | yang jungwon.

is high-key so sad when he sees the stuff coming up about you and another idol

he tries to hide it bc he thinks he’s overreacting but eventually

he just tells you how he’s feeling

and then just rants about how silly fans are

another one who does something sneaky like asking his managers to do content with your group and his group

which works and he makes so many attempts at videos that fans can edit and say you guys would make a good couple to

“you did this on purpose didn’t you?” you’d ask bc ur not DUMB

and he would just smirk like “what makes you say that, baby???”

𖠗 西村力 | nishimura riki.

he’s like sunghoon and heeseung a bit

hes sulky but hes also like “they’re not better than me, babe”

i think niki would be continuously watching stuff about you and the other idol

to the point where you’d have to take his phone away and cuddle him

he just melts in your cuddles bc he’s quite sad that this stuff is going to be around him all the time

and since he’s so young, the instructions he’s given are to stay out of this stuff for as long as possible

so he does as he’s told even though it’s hurtful

but when you get opportunities with enha, you make it obvious that it’s niki you want to spend the most time with

it’s not long before fans start shipping you two which makes riki so so happy

he probably suspects u do this to make him happy which only makes him love u more

[jihyoruri]

❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ ❚ 𓍢 CAUGHT IN BETWEEN kim chaewon & huh yunjin

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📼★ ͘ ⴰ GETAWAY CAR , the best night drive

yunjin’s eyes stay focused on you when you and chaewon enter the dorms, you both seem in a good mood, well you’re always in a good mood so she should say chaewon seems in a good mood.

when the scandal first came out, yunjin can’t say she was surprised when she saw the video, it’s classic chaewon to her, but definitely not to everyone else, so she understood why people were so shocked.

what she didn’t understand is why you kept making up excuses, ever since that video and photos came out, the first thing she did was come to your room to talk about it but all you did was ramble about chaewon not being like that or there has to reasonable reason for it.

yunjin was hoping that the media would get to yn’s head and she would distance herself from chaewon, but it didn’t, you were so confident that this was a big misunderstanding, sometimes yunjin thinks you’re too much of a sweetheart cause even eunchae knew that chaewon had been glaring at you and yunjin all night.

but yunjin knows she can’t blame you, for making excuses, your relationship with chaewon isn’t an ordinary relationship, you both have so much layers and history, so she’ll just have to make the best out of what she can get.

so she did.

let’s go back to the night that the scandal let loose.

yunjin groaned when her phone went off multiple times during the night, she was trying to get some sleep before an early practice.

she tried her best to ignore them, but then her phone started ringing, she let out an annoyed groan before picking up her phone.

“what.” she said harshly into her phone.

“why aren’t you answering your phone.” her friend said into her ear.

“because I was sleeping.”

“okay sleepy head if I were you I’d check twitter like right now.” her friend then hangs up the phone and she takes her phone from her ear and looks at it confused.

she went into the app and mouth dropped at the first thing that popped up.

it was a video of you and her laughing to together, then the camera panned to chaewon who was staring at the both of you before rolling her eyes.

yeah this wasn’t a good look at all, how could she be so unprofessional ?, is all yunjin could think, she knows her and chaewon have some problems when it comes to you but she would never act like this in the public eye where cameras are on them at all times.

I’m gonna talk to her.

yunjin opens her room door and walks down the hallway to chaewon’s room only to see sakura at the door.

“she won’t open her door.” sakura says letting out, an annoyed sigh, “this is really bad yunjin, they’re already creating false narratives.” she says turning to the taller girl.

are they really false? yunjin asks herself, before completing disregarding the thought.

“I know.” she sighs, “I’m gonna go talk to yn.” she says putting a hand on sakura’s shoulder and walking down the hall to your room.

yunjin knocked on your door, waiting for you to open it put you don’t all she hears is a soft “come in.”

she opens the door and slips into yn’s room, she scans over it for a second, it’s like the colour pink attacked over yn’s room, the soft music from yn’s pink record player filling the room she gets lost in the feel until she sees yn’s photo bored on your wall a photo of you and chaewon catching her eyes, and she’s snapped back to the task at hand.

yunjin finds you laying on your back on your bed staring up at your ceiling.

“so…” she trails off before sitting at the edge of your bed, “how are we feeling about this situation?” she asks you.

you sit up on your elbows and look at her confused, “what situation.” you ask.

it’s yunjin’s turn to look at you confused, “um, chaewon’s situation, the one that has us trending all over social media.” she says like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

yn stare’s at nothing for second, like she’s trying to to dig into her mind to find what yunjin is talking about.

yunjin let’s you do that for a little while, completely used to it.

your gasp fills her ears.

“oh, yeah that!” you say finally sitting up and crossing your legs, “I don’t know how to feel about it.” you say shrugging your shoulders.

“what do you mean?”

“I mean, I honestly don’t think chaewon would do that,.” you say sitting closer to yunjin, “and the stuff they’re saying about her are completely untrue, she hates us ? are you serious chaewon loves us.” yn says ranting.

she loves you. yunjin thinks to herself.

“this whole thing is stressing me out.” yn says leaning on yunjin’s arm, “that’s why it took me so long this remember what you were talking about as soon as I saw it I turned off my phone and shut it out of my mind.”

“I don’t think that’s healthy yn.” yunjin says looking down at the girl that leans on her shoulder.

“you know what else isn’t healthy, break outs from stress.” yn says in a pretentious tone.

yunjin laughs at your sass, “yeah, that’s true.” she responds softly.

you guys sit in silence for a while, and this is what yunjin loves, everything that involves you and chaewon is such a rush, if she could describe chaewon and yours relationship she would say adrenaline.

you’re chaewon’s person but she wants to be yours, if chaewon is your rush she wants to be your calm.

she looks at your face and even if you try to hide it she can see how much conflict this situation is causing your mind, she wants to take that away.

“alright.” she say’s getting up from your bed and opens your closet and takes out your pink crocs, “let’s get out of here.”

you look at her confused but pick your crocs anyway, “where are we going?” you ask as the taller girl takes your hand.

“anywhere, somewhere.” yunjin says dragging you out your room and taking you down the hall, she takes notice that sakura isn’t at chaewon’s door anymore.

after yunjin locks the door of the dorm she smiles at you and grabs your, before running down the hallway with your hands interlocked. “let’s take the stairwell.” she says.

a smile spreads on yn’s face as her and yunjin run the down the stairs, yunjin making all sorts of funny noises as they trip over their feet.

the run into the parking lot and yn comes to stop when yunjin runs to car, “who’s car is that?”

yunjin smiles mischievously, “that’s classified information, pretty girl.” she says getting into the drivers seat. “get in.”

yn looks back at the building and the back at the car, before letting out a small laugh and rushing into the car.

yn let out a squeal as yunjin zoomed down the empty road, she lifted her arms in the air, the midnight breeze over taking her, she lets out a laugh when yunjin lets out a yell into the night.

for something so impulsive, it felt so peaceful, this is exactly what both yn and yunjin needed, yunjin takes a peak at yn who still has her hands up in the air before leaning down to switch through the radio stations.

to yunjin it felt like it was only them in the world, like they weren’t idols that were in a big scandal at the moment, it was just them.

“wait, hold on!” yn shouted as she turned up the radio both her and yunjin looking at each in the shock at the song playing.

“you were driving the getaway car.” both yn and yunjin sang more so shouted into the night, you going back to your original position lifting your arms in the air and singing your heart out.

“we were flyin’, but we’d never get far.”

the night breeze overtook you and yunjin and she drove down the road, the only thing you guys could hear was the wind and the music.

yn and yunjin looked at each other with smiles on their faces before yn leaned in and kissed yunjin on her cheek, before whispering a “thank you.”

It wasn’t the kiss yunjin wanted but it would have to do for now.

“no problem, pretty girl.”

[minniepetals]

yellow lights

— summary: who would have thought your coworkers would mean more to you than you initially thought a year later?

— pairing: bts x reader

— genre: fluff, poly!au, office!au, established relationship

— word count: 7.0k

— warnings: none

— commission for @vickyyy97

“Someone looks happy today. Who’s got you smiling like that, darling?” You look over at Seokjin who greets you the second you walk into the office today, a mischievous smirk playing on his lips as he crosses his arms over his chest. “Was it a man?” He asks and you feel heat slowly rising upon your cheeks.

He takes note of that.

“Well actually, u-um,” you scratch the back of your head, trying to play it cool but knowing nothing can ever get past the Kim Seokjin.

“No way! You’re serious?” Someone else comes up from the other side of the room and you turn to find Jimin and Taehyung walking over, the older of the 95 liner holding a hand over his gaped mouth as if this was the most shocking news he’s ever heard in his life.

“I never knew you had a man in your life already, Y/N,” Taehyung says with an arm coming over to pull you into a headlock as he ruffles your hair.

“Tae!” You whine, pouting slightly at his antics. “I don’t have a man but there was this cute barista I saw just a few blocks away.”

“Damn! She’s now taken!” He smacks his hands over his heart in a dramatic gesture you have to push him off you a bit so the coffee in your hand doesn’t spill over.

“I’m not,” you reiterate.

“But there’s a chance, yeah?” Seokjin says as he takes your coffee cup without permission to show off the number written there. “He gave you his number.”

“That’s…” You avert your eyes, biting your lower lip.

“Ooh, look at that,” Jimin takes the cup in his hand, examining it with a playful snicker, “he drew a little heart.”

“Stop it guys, you’re embarrassing.” You try to take your coffee back, only they don’t give you a chance.

“Hey if it doesn’t work out, you can always come back into my arms to cry, yeah? I’ll always be right here to cheer you up.” Despite how playful he sounds right now, you know there’s always a high chance Taehyung means it more than anything. It doesn’t take over the fact that his constant flirting doesn’t always get you worked up, however.

“I-I don’t think I’ll be needing it but uh, thanks for the offer.”

“Well, whatever happens,” you see Seokjin take the coffee back from Jimin who’s still laughing over the little note the barista gave you, in order to hand it back to you, “as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.” 

You feel a light pat on your head, a gentle gesture he tends to do when he wishes to cheer you up. 

Ah. How sweet.

You feel your heart skip a beat.

“...Thanks Jin.”

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“I never took you as a coffee person.” Yoongi, on the more quiet side, as compared to the rest of the boys, gives you a small raise in his brow when he takes note of the coffee you have on your desk for the third day in a row. “I thought you preferred tea or...other things.”

You did once speak on drink preferences though you never thought Yoongi would ever take note of them seriously because they were always just small talks that led to no direction. Yet here he is, raising a brow at the coffee you have.

“Is it the barista?” He asks and you know by now the boys probably all know your encounter with the cute barista a few blocks down the street. When you feel your cheeks heating up, you hear Yoongi let out a small chuckle. “I get it, Y/N. Feelings always start off with the infatuation you have for someone, but you have to keep in mind not to force anything you dislike for someone else. What’re you going to do when you’re unhappy just to keep someone else happy? That isn’t exactly healthy, now is it?”

“You sound like my mom always giving me life lessons,” Hoseok comes in with rolled eyes over his hyung’s words. “Don’t listen to him, Y/N.”

“You know I’m right.”

“Even if you are, it’s not like they can’t talk things over once they get closer. Isn’t that right?” Hoseok turns to you, putting you on the spot and making you freeze up.

“W-well, yes. I suppose so.”

“Well.” Yoongi lets out a sigh. “If you aren’t going to drink the coffee, just order a black coffee and I’ll drink it for you the next time you return.”

And so it becomes a routine where you’re rushing in the morning, ordering the black coffee just to have a small conversation with the cute barista before it’s time for work and once you’re in, Yoongi takes the coffee for you, drinking it.

For a good time it goes on like this; the constant teasing from the boys, Namjoon scolding them, and Yoongi sitting back to enjoy the show with his free coffee every morning.

Though at times you feel Taehyung’s flirty comments are much more common than usual, Seokjin’s a little gentler, Jimin’s a little touchier, Jungkook’s a bit more pouty and cranky, Hoseok’s by your side more often, Yoongi more willing to engage in conversations rather than his usual responses of “mhm” and “yes” or “no,” and Namjoon being more observant.

Perhaps it’s the change in the seasons, perhaps it’s the new project the team’s working on, or perhaps they’re just looking out for you because you’re still a bit new to everything and they don’t want you getting hurt or taken advantage of.

They’re kind after all. Ever since the first day you joined the company since your move here, the boys have been nothing but kind and welcoming towards you, helping you out in areas you need to improve on, exchanging numbers, offering to hang out outside work hours, and just anything and everything for you in order to help you feel more comfortable.

It’s sweet having people looking out for you.

“Date?” One late night with just you and Jungkook left behind, you decide to relay the news to him as the two of you finally finish off for the night. “Well finally, seems like that bastard wasn’t ever going to pick up the guts to ask you out.” He sounds a bit irritated, as he usually would when the topic of the barista is brought up. “So then, where you going?”

“He said he’ll be taking me out to dinner.”

“Dinner, huh? So you’ll be dressing up all nice and pretty for him, huh?”

“Well-” You cut yourself off, looking off to the side with a hand hovered over your cheeks. “It’s..the normal thing to do, right? When..one goes on a date?”

“I guess,” he shrugs, sounding bored with his hands in his pockets.

“I haven’t done this in a while, I’m kind of nervous. Though to be honest, I don’t really enjoy one-on-one meal dates too much, especially with someone I don’t really know that well. I mean even though I find him cute and nice it’s just…hm, I don’t know. It’s just nerve-wracking I guess.”

“Really? Dinner dates aren’t your thing?” Jungkook looks over at you, a bit surprised.

“I just get too much social anxiety,” you chuckle nervously his way. “I mean, there’s always a chance my date might ditch me and I’ll end up sitting there being awkwardly stared at by other customers and the waiter will also be placed in an awkward position. Not to mention the food choices are way too many to choose from and you can never really guess what will be good and what will not. Plus I’m just an awkward person in general when it comes to one-on-one interaction over a formal occasion. What if he finds me boring?”

“He’d be a fool if he did,” he mutters under his breath.

“Huh?”

Jungkook clears his throat, speaking louder this time. “I said that’s stupid to be worrying over.”

“Oh.” You blink. “Is it?”

“I’m not saying it’s–” He pauses, takes a breath in and out before speaking again. “What I meant was, you shouldn’t worry about that because you’re not boring. Well, not to me.”

“Ha ha, that totally helped release all of my anxieties at once.”

“I’m just saying,” he purses his lips into a small pout, “I mean I get awkward with people all the time because I’m an idiot who doesn’t know how to keep a conversation going but I’ve never been uncomfortable with you. You’ve never made me feel bored and I’ve never had a thought of wanting to get out of a conversation with you so it’d be dumb if that bastard did. I’m the most awkward person on Earth. I’m sure you’ll do fine with him.”

You giggle at the way Jungkook seems to shy away after giving you a few compliments, his ears a little red, head turned off to the side but you catch sight of the slight blush on his cheeks under the night sky.

“Thanks, Jungkook.”

“Come on,” he rushes forward, opening the passenger side of the door for you in order to snap out of his embarrassment. “Get in, I’ll take you home.”

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“Uh, what? You want me to spy on Y/N?” Namjoon looks the maknaes dead in the eyes before turning his back to them, returning to the coffee maker in the break room. “No. I’m on a break, stop bothering me.”

“Oh come on hyung!” Taehyung whines as he tugs on the hem of Namjoon’s blazer.

“If you’re that desperate to see how her date goes, why don’t you go yourself?” He pauses. “Actually, that’s a bad idea.”

“Yeah exactly! Taehyung and I both know we’d do a horrible job and get noticed right away, which will put Y/N in an awkward situation, and Jungkook here has anger issues so if that barista does something wrong, he’s also bound to get noticed.”

“Listen, I know I have my problems but hearing it out loud still hurts, you know.”

“The truth hurts, maknae.” Jimin pats his head, causing him to frown even deeper. “And Yoongi hyung,” he turns back to Namjoon again, “he’s also bound to punch the dude if something goes wrong. Jin and Hoseok hyung are great candidates but they’re working that day. You’re the only one available, hyung.”

“I’m also working that day.”

“You get out early.”

“How is it that you know my schedule so well, Park Jimin?” Coffee done and set in a cup, Namjoon turns back to the three of them, letting out a heavy sigh. “Can’t you just let it go? Y/N can’t keep staying under our wings forever. She’s a grown woman capable of taking care of herself.”

“Yes, yes, but what if something goes wrong?” Jungkook says, the three of them still holding their stance.

“Seems like you want it to go wrong.” Namjoon takes a sip of his drink, staring them down.

“Whaaat? Now why would I want that? Y/N’s happiness matters most of all and if that happiness is with the barista, why would I wanna intervene?”

“You’re gritting your teeth.”

He avoids eye contact, not even wanting to deny Namjoon’s accusation as he places his hands in his pockets.

In the end, the maknaes’ persuasion skills are much more in effect as they manage to rope Namjoon into their shenanigans, so when the day comes, the man finds himself being there to be the witness to how your date with the barista goes.

And unfortunately on your end, it doesn’t go too well.

“You…have a girlfriend?” You look at the phone he has in his hand when he turns around, surprised you caught him in the act when he excused himself to pick up a call, only to leave you in that restaurant for some time so you decided to step out to check up on him and now here you are, staring at a man who holds onto a dumb expression because he got caught.

“Who’s that?” You hear a voice from the other line of his phone and Woosung turns around for a second again, putting the phone back to his ear as he whispers “I’ll call you back” before turning back shamelessly around with an awkward smile.

You bite your lower lip, feeling like a fool as your shoulders keep their tense state and you take a step back. “Why didn’t you tell me?”

“Things were rocky,” he says, “we still are–”

“That doesn’t make it right to go around and sweeten up to other girls,” you cut him off, not wanting to hear the excuses. “If you wanted another relationship, you should have broken up with your girlfriend first but instead here you are, making a fool out of me, using me as a side piece. If things went back to normal with your girlfriend, you were just going to toss me off to the side, weren’t you? Or use me as a secret affair?”

“Y/N-”

“Don’t say my name, please.” You take a few more steps back, feeling lightheaded and done. “Don’t contact me again. Delete my number, please.”

You turn to walk off, only to have your wrist pulled back.

“Hear me out-”

“I don’t want to hear anything!” You try to pull your arm back to get away from him but his grip is too tight for you to actually do much. “Let me go. You have a girlfriend.”

“I’ll break up with her,” Woosung tries to concede but you can only scoff in his face.

“Are you serious? If you can go around her back and try to get with other girls, you can do that to me too.”

“Y/N-”

“Let go,” you beg, feeling your voice crack as the tears finally begin to form upon the forceful way he holds onto you, not wanting to release his grip no matter how much you try to escape. “Please, I don’t want anything to do with you anymore, I-”

Just as you feel a drop of tear about to fall from your eye, a foreign hand is placed right upon your eyes to block your vision, the sling of arm he has on you pulling you back against his chest and a voice rumbles from the depths of his throat.

“Do not ever waste your tears on spoiled milk, sweetheart, do not let him think he has power over you,” the voice says, a voice you recognize, a voice that begins to fight off the fear you had thinking you were alone and no one would help you out of this situation. Suddenly the hand isn’t so foreign anymore and you find yourself relaxing a bit into that chest of his.

“Mind letting go of that precious hand, buddy?” Namjoon says, his voice dropping an octave when he addresses your admirer. “We don’t want to make a scene here now do we? Unless you do, and in that case, I can definitely give you a show.”

When he doesn’t say a word in response, too frightened at how grave Namjoon sounds, your rescuer lets out a scoff before giving you a squeeze on the shoulder to let you know that you were to be leaving.

He turns you around, taking his hand off your eyes, but not from your shoulder, and guiding you away from the scene, knowing not to leave you alone until the two of you were finally away from the sight of Woosung.

“You alright?” Only then does Namjoon let you go and take a step back, watching to make sure you don’t look too uncomfortable.

Yet his hands being placed on you wasn’t the problem, it was the fact that you just found out the guy you thought was interested in you had a girlfriend all along, and in the shameful feeling you’re suddenly forced to face tonight, your head lowers to the ground, unable to look Namjoon in the eyes.

“Sorry you had to…see that.”

“Why are you apologizing? You have nothing to apologize for.” He hands you a tissue to which you take, wiping your tears despite it still coming down, and when it seems as if they won’t stop any time soon, Namjoon takes the initiative to take a step forward and pull you into his arms, embracing you in the way you need it.

You bury your face into his chest as he holds you, the night breeze flying past with nothing but the sound of a few cars passing by and your little sniffles, and in this very moment, all you can think is that Namjoon’s arms feel so warm, so comfortable, and so kind.

Just what you need.

Just what you needed.

“Sorry,” you croak out again, voice sounding a little more broken but Namjoon shakes his head as he holds you tighter.

“It’s alright.”

“I probably look like a fool,” you say and yet he shakes his head.

“None of this was your fault.”

“I should have known,” you pull back just slightly to wipe at your eyes, “all men, whether in Korea or elsewhere, has the audacity to be such assholes.”

“Hmm, you’re right. In one way or another, everyone’s the same.”

You look up at him, sight a little blurry. “Why’re you not defending men or saying ‘not all men’?”

“Because that’d piss you off,” you scoff, “and I know how we can be.”

“But you…” You bite onto your lower lip, staring down at his white dress shirt as tear stains and some bits of your makeup managed to fall upon them — a sight he doesn’t care to pay attention to. You now feel embarrassed for a different reason. “I probably look like a mess right now, I’m so sorry,” you cry, hating the sight of your mascara wet on your fingers.

“You’re cute,” Namjoon chuckles and you give him a little punch on the chest, wanting to hide your embarrassment and only causing him to laugh a little more.

“How’d you know to even find me? How’d you even get there in the first place? It was like you were already there.”

“Well…” When he hesitates, you look back up at him, blinking.

“Don’t tell me Jungkook set you up to this?”

“Not just him.”

The maknaes. “Of course it’s them.” You let out a sigh. “I’m kind of surprised with how protective they seem to be, they didn’t come here themselves and sent you instead.”

“They sent me because they knew if something went wrong, they wouldn’t be able to stop themselves before that barista has a couple of bruises on his face.”

You laugh a little at that sentiment. “Well aren’t they aware.”

“If I tell them you cried, I wonder what they’d do.”

“Don’t!” You quickly say, grabbing a fistful of his shirt to make sure he knows just how serious you are. “I already told them where Woosung works at so if they know what he did, who knows what they’d do.”

“Are you that worried?”

“They have absolutely no care for what other people think of them so of course I’m worried.” You quickly wipe the remaining tears left on your face. “I don’t want to be the reason someone gets hurt.”

“I suppose I can leave out a few details.”

“Thanks, Namjoon.” You look around the empty streets of the night, feeling a bit awkward now that things are starting to calm down. “And..thanks…for being there…..and here, right now.”

Namjoon lets out a light chuckle. “Mr. Bang told us to look out for our newbie, didn’t he?” He says, a light reminder of your company CEO’s words to them when you first joined. “Though even without him saying so, we’d still be taking care of you.”

You smile up his way, knowing that if he hadn’t been here tonight, a different outcome would have occurred and you aren’t sure how you would have been able to deal with things were it not for him.

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“Sorry you won’t be getting your usual free coffee anymore.” When you take a seat beside Yoongi the next day, something tells you he probably knows the actual full story about what happened the night before unlike the three younger ones. Namjoon probably felt it safe to tell the older ones and that you wouldn’t blame him for it.

He’s right.

Before the man can reply, Jimin’s sliding his chair on over with a comment of his own. “Who cares? Hyung can get his own coffee and there’s always plenty of fishes in the sea.”

“He’s right, I’m a fish,” Taehyung says with a smirk sent your way. “I’m a great fish.”

You laugh a little at that. “It’s alright guys. He was cute but I forgot that pretty faces don't always mean pretty hearts.”

“I’m literally right in front of you but go off.” Taehyung sits himself on Jimin’s lap with a roll of his eyes, causing you to giggle.

“I knew he was a red flag,” Jungkook joins in with his arms leaning over your desk. “Everything about the dude screamed red flag.”

“You never even met him.”

“Doesn’t mean I can’t tell,” he argues. “If you ask me, even Taehyung’s a better candidate.”

“See, what’d I tell you?” The older one is quick to agree as his eyes light up. “Why don’t you give me a chance, sweetheart? I’d never break your heart.”

“That’s a lie,” you laugh.

He pouts. “Why would you say that? You don’t trust me?”

“I’m just saying it’s inevitable to break someone’s heart whether you mean to or not. That’s just what happens when you’re in a relationship right? Not everything is smooth sailing.”

“Well, you can break my heart anytime.”

“Alright, alright, stop bothering me and get back to your stations already.” When Yoongi finally speaks up among the conversation you seemed to attract without meaning to, the three boys are quick to obey their hyung’s words, sitting up and scattering to their destination after a quick wave of goodbye your way.

You yourself were just about to return to your own station when Yoongi stops you mid-way.

“By the way,” he starts, allowing you to look back at him, “Stop apologizing, you’ll wear yourself out.”

It’s blunt the way he says it but you know that Yoongi always means well so it makes your insides warm hearing him giving you kind words in return to what you initially came to him for.

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“So, what do you think about this?”

Hoseok takes a glance at your computer screen before looking back at you, whose eyes seem to look slightly dreary despite the excitement settled in them. 

“I think you need to take a break,” he says and you’re quick to frown.

“Come on, Hoseok, just look it over for a second, yeah? I promise I’ll stop bothering after.”

“You said that last time.”

“I really promise this time!” 

“No, you’re lying,” he says with a poke at your forehead, forcing your head to get pushed back away from him. “You’ve been working too hard these days you might actually collapse soon and what kind of sunbae would I be if I didn’t look out for my hoobae’s health?”

“But I’m fine-”

He knows all too well the sudden shift in focus you’ve had on work ever since the failed date with the barista down the street, a sort of focus that forces you to work much too hard and way too much than needed.

“Come on, it’s almost midnight.”

“And?”

You’ve even forgotten what tomorrow implies. 

He takes ahold of your chair, rolling it away from your computer so he can make sure everything’s saved before shutting it off, causing you to groan in response, yet when he goes on to get your jacket, you’re reluctantly obedient. 

“Have you forgotten what today is?” He asks and you look at your phone.

“The twenty-second of January. Why?”

“What’s tomorrow?”

“The twenty-third.”

He rolls his eyes. “Of course you’ve forgotten.”

“Forgotten what?” Wide eyes, innocent and curious, totally oblivious as you allow him to help you put your arms through the sleeves of your jacket. 

Hoseok looks out the window and you follow his eyes, wondering why the night sky has caught his attention, but when there’s nothing there and he says nothing in reply to your question, you go on to gather your things just as he checks his watch.

“Are you free right now?” He asks, not looking up from his watch.

“I have a few minutes to spare.”

“Just a few?”

You chuckle. “I’m free, Hoseok.”

“Great.” He takes a step from where you are gathering your things, sliding up from behind and leans right into your ear. “Happy birthday, Y/N.”

It’s so soft and quiet against your ear but you know you haven’t misheard a thing just as the phone on the desk lights up and you see that it’s 12:00 am, the twenty-third of January; your 26th birthday.

“Come on then,” he takes your bag before you can protest, walking off to have you chasing him right behind, “we’ve got plans.”

“Plans?” You blink, hurrying to keep up. “Wait, what do you mean ‘we’?”

Yet you receive no answer as he takes you in his car and drives off with a grin on his face, leaving you wondering with anticipation for what’s to happen.

It doesn’t take long before the two of you arrive at some sort of park you don’t think you’ve ever visited before.

“Why are we here?” You ask and yet all you receive is Hoseok’s hand asking you to just trust him and follow along. You take his hand and he leads you toward the inner part of the park until you’re standing right before a fountain. “How pretty,” you say, wondering why you never took the chance to ever come to such a place before. “Hoseok, you–”

When you turn around to address the man who brought you here in the first place, there’s no one in sight.

“Hoseok?” You call for him, confused as you begin to look around.

Just then, lights begin to appear.

Pretty little fairy lights decorated along the lampposts and hedges of the part. Bright white and golden all around, leaving you to only stare in awe at the sudden burst of lights gleaming all around while you stand in the center of it all, heart picking up its pace at just how pretty everything looks.

All for you.

No one’s ever done something as grand as this for you, not even your closest friend,s and yet here you are, cherished by people whom you’ve known for only a year or so.

“Do you like it?”

You turn at the familiar voice to see Hoseok with a grin, and just behind him stands the rest of the guys who share the same sentiment.

“Like it?” Words can’t even begin to describe. “I..”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Are you crying?!” Seokjin’s the first to rush up to you when he sees your hands raising up to your face, taking them in his and blowing his warm breath onto them to warm it up as Yoongi presses both his gloved hands upon your cheeks. “Don’t cry now, this was supposed to make you happy.”

“I am happy,” you say as a few tears slip. “I’m really happy.”

“Are you sure because crying usually means—”

“I promise,” you cut Yoongi off when you see the serious frown he has on his face, a sign of worry as he frets over your tears. “I promise I’m happy.”

“You have such an odd way of proving you’re happy,” he grumbles under his breath, causing you to let out a laugh.

“We have cake but I don’t think you’d be able to blow out the candles in this windy environment.”

January is still Winter after all.

“That’s alright,” you say to Jimin, “we can just pretend the fire’s on.”

And so he goes on to get the cake with Taehyung in toll, and in the middle of the pretty park they’ve taken the time to show you, a soft birthday song rings in the air, and when that’s over, you intertwine your fingers together for a wish before blowing out the imaginary fire on the candles.

January is a bit cold, a little worse when the moon has risen high in the sky, but tonight you feel anything but the coldness, not when these seven boys have taken the time to dedicate themselves to making sure you’re having a good time.

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“You know if you keep staring at me, you might burn a hole in my face.”

“Hm? What are you talking about?” Hoseok starts, his chin still propped upon his hand, eyes shamelessly staring without a hint of movement anytime soon. You let out a little chuckle, flustered, and hit him lightly on the chest. “What? Do I make you flustered?”

“You’re almost as bad as Taehyung sometimes.”

“What’s wrong with a little flirting?”

“I’m going to take it the wrong way one day,” you tell him as you get up from your seat to head on over to the printer where a few papers await their turn. “I know you’re all joking though but sometimes, well, admittedly,” you hide your face behind your hair, staring straight at the printing machine to finish its job, “my heart does skip a beat...or two.”

“Really?” He says it so nonchalantly you think your reaction is the least bit of his concern. “Hm, then it’s working,” until he says those words.

“Huh?” You look up, flustered, with blinking eyes. “What do you mean it’s…working?”

Hoseok sends you a smirk just as Taehyung slides up along his side, arm draping over the older man’s shoulder with a mirrored smirk.

“Oh I think you know what that means, darling,” the younger one states, his brows wiggling playfully.

You take the collection of papers that have been printed out for you and huddle them close to your chest, not fully comprehending them only because you wouldn’t want to create a misunderstanding and interpret things wrong when it’s actually meant to have a different meaning.

“I..I-I..”

Before you can finish your stuttering, however, a roll of paper comes along to smack both Hoseok and Taehyung on the head.

“Stop flirting during work hours, you know better than that,” Namjoon warns with a firm expression.

“But you know our girl will never get it if we don’t get to the point,” Hoseok argues.

“The point?” You blink.

“Then get to the point.” Yoongi rolls his eyes, looking exasperated by the antics of the group as he joins the crowd with Jungkook, just as Jimin and Seokjin walk through the doors.

It’s clear the seven of them all know exactly what’s going on while you remain standing there in confusion, left to try to interpret things under your own limited understanding unless they decide they want to come out and just say whatever it is they’re holding out on.

“See, look at her. She’s confused.” Yoongi points out, his head beckoning your way to make them look at you.

You freeze under their stares, not…uncomfortable but more so…shy.

“She’s not confused, she knows exactly what’s happening,” Seokjin speaks up, a slight grin resting on his lips as he walks a few steps forward to take your papers for you. They were meant for him in the first place. “She’s just afraid it might turn out to be false,” he says, purposely staring you down with that glint of playfulness in his eyes.

“Now we don’t want any miscommunications around here, do we?” Jimin sneaks up behind you, hands pressed upon your shoulders. “So why don’t you tell our little one exactly what you mean, hyung?” He’s baiting Hoseok, that slyness in his tone not being able to escape your ears especially when he’s so close to you.

As for the older one, he simply remains calm, instead glancing at the maknae. “Didn’t you want to do the honors? You’ve been waiting for the perfect moment, right?”

Jungkook’s cheeks turn red, his face turning to the side in an instant once the attention is brought down to him instead, and while Jimin snickers, Taehyung holds his laugh, Seokjin hides a grin behind his hand, and Namjoon’s expression turns fond, you find the gentleman who became the first friend you made ever since moving to Korea and working alongside him as a new employee to be quite cute.

He’s always been cute from the very beginning.

You’re the closest in age after all, so with him feeling more comfortable to approach you and make you feel comfortable, you found his company to be a delight you enjoyed looking forward to each day you came to work.

And now here he is, almost a year later, flustered like a teenage boy trying to hand his crush a love letter.

And the boys are eating it up.

“Jungkook?” So you call out to him, knowing he may need a little bit of encouragement to tell you the thing he needs to say, all the while preparing your heart just in case the answer you’re seeking turns out to be wrong and you were just misinterpreting things. “It’s alright, take your time.”

“That’s right, maknae, we’ve got all the time in the world.”

You lightly hit Taehyung on the chest. “You’re not helping the boy.”

He laughs in response. “You already know what he’s trying to say so why not save him the embarrassment?”

“Do I?”

“Oh, would you look at that?” Namjoon raises a brow, impressed. “Someone’s feeling cocky.”

“Huh, no I didn’t mean that!” You’re quick to say, hands rushing to wave it off as you become flustered again. “J-Jungkook I didn’t-” You turn to him, stumbling out your words. “Well, I mean, I think I..I-I don’t exactly..-But if it’s what I think it is..-But if it isn’t, uh-”

“Oh god, they’re hopeless,” Jimin laughs aloud before simply squeezing your shoulders as he leans in. “Why don’t we stop the act and just become ours, hm? I think you know we all feel the same way at this point.”

“Hyung what the hell?!” Jungkook suddenly shouts with his mouth held agape, offended his moment was stolen from him.

“You were taking too long!”

“That doesn’t mean you can take the spotlight!”

In the midst of their little dispute, all you can hear is Jimin’s short yet meaningful confession in your ears, one that seems to make your heart race more than any man has ever made it beat before and you stand there right in the center, eyes unblinking, feeling as if the world is slowing down as you hear each beat your heart drums aloud for you.

“So what do you say?!” Taehyung jumps in, leaving Hoseok’s side to drape his arm around you instead.

“You’re both so annoying!” Jungkook yells, his brows furrowed deeply as his lips jut into a pout.

With cheeks heated and heart set aflame, you take the pouty man’s hand and look him straight in the eyes, taking a moment to calm him down so that the whole room can fall silent, before you turn to look at them all, hands trembling a bit when you say;

“Mmn, I’ll…I can…..yeah.”

Their faces brighten in an instant, and in that moment you realize despite how brave and nonchalant they all may seem to appear on the outside, perhaps deep within their hearts, they were just as nervous and frightened of what your answer may be.

And for that you say the words that Jungkook had been meaning to say but was robbed of the opportunity.

“I like you. I like you so…so much.”

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Two years later

“Mr. Bang approved the proposal and he told me he’d be able to connect me with some people and-” you let out a scream of delight as you jump around before Seokjin, taking his hands along with you for him to see just how excited you are right now. “I’m ranking up Jin! I’m ranking up! And soon the company’s going to skyrocket and my efforts will be rewarded! It is rewarded! It’s being rewarded!”

Despite the onlookers of passersby taking quick glances at the two of you as you jump for joy, Seokjin simply smiles fondly at the pretty girl before him, looking her happiest and knowing he’d never want to rain on her parade and cast that look aside.

“Look at that, my little rockstar all grown up,” he says with a smile so gentle and fond of you you think you might fall in love with him all over again.

“Are you proud?” You ask and he chuckles as if the answer was that obvious and did not warrant a question.

“So proud,” he reaffirms your thoughts with hands cupping your cheeks and bringing his nose to playfully graze it with yours before he proudly lands a short yet sweet kiss on your lips.

“Jin, don’t do that in public,” you back away just a little, now noticing the people who’re just trying to walk the street.

Yet Seokjin laughs at you. “I thought you enjoyed public displays of affection.”

“I never said that,” you say as you take his hand and begin to walk off towards the apartment building the eight of you reside in, “that’s Taehyung and Hoseok. And Yoongi doesn’t care about anything so whether it’s embarrassing or not, he’ll do it if he’s in the mood — which can get a little frustrating.”

“Does it?”

“It does. Though now that I think about it, I think all of you except Namjoon and I care about modesty when it comes to displaying affections publicly.”

Seokjin raises a brow. “Jungkook too?”

“He enjoys seeing my reactions!” You say with a huff. “But then when I get him flustered, he goes on a whole rant as if he doesn’t do it frequently to me. Couldn’t you talk to him for me? He’d listen to you.”

“You think he’d listen to me?”

“You’re right, never mind, he never listens to you.”

“I listen well,” just as the elevator doors pop open, someone approaches the two of you from behind, their head propping in between your two bodies, “there’s just a time and place for everything.”

Seokjin rolls his eyes at Jungkook’s response as the three of you walk into the elevator. “It’d be good if you can listen to your elders, Jungkook.”

“Come on now, don’t start giving me life lessons again. It’s just that sometimes tuning some people out is the best thing to do.”

“Excuse me?” You hide your laugh behind a hand at Seokjin’s offended expression but he catches you quickly. “And what’re you doing teaming up with him? You were against him just a few seconds ago,” he says, snaking his arm around your waist to pull you in as you let out a yelp at his tickles.

“You can’t win against our maknae bond, hyung,” Jungkook snickers as he takes your other side, wrapping his arm around you as well.

“Stop, you’re going to suffocate me.”

Just then, the ding to the elevator is heard and you take their moment of distraction to escape their clutches, quick to rush out the doors and run for your apartment door.

When the door opens after unlocking the code, you run right in towards the first person you see, shoes and all.

“Yoongi catch!”

He looks like he’s just gotten up from a nap and yet when he sees you running towards him at full speed, he doesn’t think twice before his arms are instinctively holding you up when you jump onto him successfully.

“What’re you doing back early?” He yawns when another voice chimes in.

“Yeah, you’re not supposed to be back until an hour later,” Namjoon says.

You narrow your eyes. “Not happy at my early arrival?”

“I was trying to surprise you with a cake,” Taehyung yells from the kitchen, to which you turn to see both him and Jimin busy with frostings and cake batter.

“Tae? Baking?” You get down from Yoongi’s stronghold to walk towards them as Hoseok comes around to take your coat.

Taehyung pouts. “Are you doubting my skills? Why don’t you doubt Jimin?”

“Because we all know I’m a great baker.”

“Y/N, shoes.” Seokjin warns from where he stands, pointed eyes your way, stopping you just before you step into the kitchen.

Hoseok helps you out of them so you thank him with a kiss on his cheek.

“Thanks.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he nods as he walks over to the shoe rack.

“What’s the cake for?” You step into kitchen territory once approved, peeking over Jimin’s side as he focuses on decorating the cake and seeing the words ‘congratulations’ on it. “Wha..but I didn’t even tell you what the results were.”

“Do we even have to hear it?” Jimin chuckles, stopping midway to give you a kiss on the head.

“You were that confident I’d do well?” Your lower lip juts out, feeling touched by their actions.

“Oh baby, we knew,” Taehyung says, kissing you on the cheek.

“Why is it that you guys spoil me so much? You’re going to overwhelm me.”

“Because you’re our girl, why else?”

Such a calm answer, so straightforward and simple as if that was obvious from the very beginning. They’ve always been like this; considerate and sweet, and when Taehyung pokes your nose and leaves frosting there and you chase him after to exact revenge, when Namjoon scolds the two of you in a calm voice and Jimin shouts at the both of you to not make a mess, Jungkook laughing in the corner, wanting to join in but Seokjin pulling him back, all the while Hoseok and Yoongi simply stands back observing it all, the happiness that bloomed from the very moment you met the seven of them and how they’ve managed to continue allowing you to live in these sweet moments, you know that you will never care for anything else as long as they remain by your side until the very end.

Nothing else in this world matters more than their love and support.

[cupidgwk]

. . ! oblivious — kim gyuvin

► more friends to lovers !!!!

► synopsis: you and gunwook devised the oh so, full proof plan to get gyuvin to fall for you!!!

► slightly proof read

► p.s gunwook is best wingman

step one — get closer to him (physically)

gunwook laid out the steps for you one by one. first, you’d have to get close to him but in a subtle way!

his bright idea? turning up the a/c. what you didn’t expect was gunwook setting the temperature to a chilling 60 degrees.

“oh it’s pretty cold in here isn’t it.” gunwook ponders.

“yeah, just how cold is it?” you glared at gunwook as your teeth chattered.

“oh don’t worry about it! the air conditioner must be broken.” he shrugged avoiding eye contact.

gyuvin still had his eyes fixated to the tv in full focus in his mario kart race.

“are you cold y/n?” hanbin questioned. “you can wear my sweater if you want!”

“oh thank you hanbin! you shouldn’t have…” your fully slightly pained smile spilling out as you accepted the wrong person’s hoodie.

gunwook physically smacked his hand against his forehead.

spoiler alert: it did leave a mark on his forehead that lasted a good two days.

step one. failed.

step two — make him good ol’ baked home goods

you trusted gunwook with your life after all. well, not after the kitchen fiasco that was.

“uhm, is that supposed to be bubbling?” you questioned in concern watching the “cookies” bake in the oven.

“i don’t think so,” he trailed off in fear. “just how many tea spoons of baking powder did you add?”

“i think, around 3?” you replied.

“that can’t be right, then why is the-“ realization flashed through his eyes.

“oh man..” he started.

“what did i do.”

“well, you may have used table spoons instead of tea spoons.” gunwook stated re-reading the baking instructions.

he pointed his finger to the top of the ingredient list. “also, we used baking powder instead of soda.”

to make the situation even worse, the smell of smoke entered your nostrils.

“there is no way…” you raced to the oven and fished the tray of slightly burned cookies.

of course at the worse timing ever, gyuvin enters the kitchen, clearly looking for whatever he can stuff into his mouth.

“yay cookies!” his eyes lit up. “i love home made ones the best!”

“gyuvin wait!” but you and gunwook were a little too late. as gyuvin munched into the baked good that didn’t even deserve to be called a cookie.

gyuvin’s face went from joy to confusion to pure disgust.

“oh wow guys this is the best thing i’ve ever tasted!” he managed to cough out.

“dude, you can be honest.” gunwook deadpanned.

“i need a moment.” he mumbled making his way toward the bathroom.

in the distance you can hear the faucet running as gyuvin attempted to get any taste of that concoction out of his taste buds.

“great! i gave him food positioning!” you slouched onto the floor in defeat.

step two. failed.

and so the saga continued. gunwook would come up to you every day with a new plan to push gyuvin closer to you. of course, most. well. all of the attempts resulted in failure.

one failed attempt after another felt like a never ending rollercoaster. step 4? yujin beat you to asking gyuvin to share an umbrella on the walk home. step 5? we don’t talk about step 5.

“gunwook, i am one failed attempt away from dropping out and moving across the country. the continent even!” you flailed your arms in annoyance.

gunwook shook his head in disagreement. “no can do!” he shook his finger. “i got this covered y/n, just you wait!”

do not fret. gunwook wasn’t class president for no reason. he devised yet another foolproof plan by adding any steps necessary to ensure by the end of the day you and gyuvin will be a couple.

step ??? — become partners for the upcoming group project

gunwook may or may not have pulled a couple strings to ensure that you and gyuvin would be partners in the newest english assignment.

“hey y/n!” gyuvin greeted pulling up a seat next to you. “what exactly did the teacher say? sorry i think i fell asleep for most of it.”

you laughed at his demeanor before quickly explaining the project requirements and such. surprisingly enough, gyuvin listened intently nodding along to the words spilling from your mouth.

“thanks y/n!” he smiled. “so, when is this due?”

“we have around two weeks or so,” you tapped your pen on your bottom lip as you scanned the instruction sheet once more.

“wanna visit the café across the school so we can sort stuff out?” gyuvin questioned tiling his head.

your face erupted into a smile at his suggestion. “you sure this isn’t just an excuse to try their new season menu?” he pouted at your words lightly shoving your shoulder. “come one! please~”

you rolled your eyes at his antics. “of course gyuvin~” teasing him.

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conversations filled the hallway as students rushed to beat rush hour on the train. the two of you continued to converse as you made your way to the train station. of course, gyuvin forgot to reload his train pass resulting in the two of you missing the train.

“i’m so sorry!” gyuvin apologized clasping his hands together. you laughed at his dramatic apology shaking your head playfully. “don’t sweat it, it gives me more time to spend with you.”

“what?” gyuvin questioned. your face immediately burned up as regret filled your mind. before you can even stutter out a response, gyuvin came up with one himself.

“glad to know, my plan worked,” you raised an eyebrow in suspicion. he turns to face you. “why don’t we turn that study session into a real date? you know, to make up for missing the train and everything.”

you rolled your eyes playfully. “of course!” a smile erupted on his face as he suddenly engulfed you in his arms.

“i’ve been waiting so long to do this.”

gunwook’s full proof plan to get you and gyuvin together: SUCCEEDED

[ky-yk]

teenage dream, track 7 (kcw x f!reader)

genre: angst || word count: 1.2k

author’s note: taking a page out of my own life for content, what’s new ✌️🥹 anyways thank u to ssamkkura anon for requesting this, i hope u all enjoy!

you knew the world was small, but you didn’t think it’d be small enough for you to run into your ex at jeon somi’s release party.

frozen in your place, you stared across the room at the love of your life leader of le sserafim chatting away with her group member and the party’s ever-charming hostess. the drink in your hand started to shake as the room grew stuffier. the lights, too bright; the crowd, too loud; her, too close.

i need to get out of here.

putting your drink down on the closest table, you made your way out of the room — anywhere but here. you kept your head down, mumbling apologies to the colleagues and seniors you may have bumped along the way, trying as hard as you could to not draw any attention to yourself. as soon as you opened the door to the balcony, you felt like you succeeded in your mission, and your reward was the blast of fresh air that greeted you. you made your way to the railing, hands gripping tight as if to ground yourself, as you closed your eyes and took a deep breath.

we’re not going through that again, alright, y/n? focus on the air around you, nothing else matters right now, you told yourself.

you let out a long exhale as you opened your eyes, taking in the scenery in front of you. once you thought you were ready to go back inside, you turned around, only to be greeted by the bane of your existence standing at the threshold between you and freedom.

kim chaewon.

the next thing you know, the wind is knocked out of you. you can’t breathe. you need to get out of here.

why did the most beautiful person in the world have to be the one to break my heart?

you shook your head, trying to fight the tears pooling in your eyes. with your head hung low, you attempted to push past her. the you from a year ago would’ve rather died than hurt the girl.

but that was before she hurt you first.

so maybe the shove was a little stronger than intended. but anything to make her feel the way you did when she walked out the door.

you were two steps away from freedom, but not before you felt her grab at your wrist like a claw — a shackle.

“let’s talk, y/n. please.” you could hear the desperation in her tone. you could feel her eyes boring into the back of your head, imagining that her eyebrows are drawn together towards the center.

you collected yourself, closing your eyes and sighing before turning around to face her.

“i have nothing left to say to you,” you replied, getting ready to walk away again before she tugged on your wrist.

“please?”

you’d always prided yourself on being level-headed. sometimes, it felt like you were ive’s leader with how much you’d have to stop yujin from sneaking out with the maknaes. it was one of your charms.

the second you relented, you knew you were sinking.

with an exasperated eye roll, you switched your positions so that now your hand was wrapped around her lithe wrist as you turned and dragged her back to the balcony. once you’ve settled, you dragged her to stand in front of you.

“okay, talk,” you urged her, arms crossed across your chest.

“how’ve you been lately?” she asked, trying to lighten the mood with a chuckle.

“chaewon…”

“okay, fine,” she relented with a sigh. “i…don’t quite know why i wanted to talk to you again.”

“i think i have an idea,” you replied. “and i don’t like where this is going.”

you sighed. this was gonna be a long night.

“i don’t want to be with you anymore.”

“what?” chaewon asked, eyes wide incredulously. you nodded, “yup.”

had this happened any other time at all in the past year, you would’ve been on your knees begging for her to take you back. you would’ve done anything she asked you to in a heartbeat.

it was about time you took back your own heart.

it’s funny how time works out, isn’t it?

“it’s just been so tiring, you know?” you chuckled. “for the last year, i’d been holding on to you, to what you said. ‘anything can happen,’ isn’t that what you said?

was that your way of keeping me at arm’s length?”

you asked no one in particular. you had too much to say yet too little all at the same time.

you gave her no chance to rebut. not that she was going to, by the way her mouth were sealed tight, biting at her bottom lip. she looked like she was about to cry.

and you couldn’t find it in yourself to care anymore.

“you said we’d be friends, and then what happened? one-sided conversations, avoiding each other’s gaze in the halls, turned-down outings…”

“how can you blame me for that? i’ve been busy!” she finally blew up at you, arms flailing about. you just shook your head.

“i wasn’t blaming you, i was just trying to make you see my side,” you replied calmly. “you said we’d be friends after we broke up, but i guess life just doesn’t work out like that. i guess they were right, you can never be friends with your ex,” you sighed wistfully.

“i should’ve known i couldn’t have all of your attention again, that’s on me. but now, i realize that we’re in such different points in our lives now. you and i are such different people now. i don’t know how that would work,” you said.

“i’m rambling at this point, but i guess what i want to say is that we had a good run. let’s just leave it at that,” you looked up at her with a small smile.

you didn’t expect to get rammed with a hug, arms frantically wrapped tight around your neck. chaewon buried her head in your neck. you could hear the sniffles, and you could feel the tears against your neck. you just wrapped your arms around her waist, relishing in what could be your last moments with the girl. for a while, you patted her head comfortingly while waiting for the girl to calm down.

eventually, she pulled away from you. her arms remained around your neck, and yours around her waist.

“i guess you’re right,” she mumbled, looking down in shame. “i wasn’t thinking straight. it was selfish of me to think i could just take you back.”

you shook your head with a chuckle. “if you’d asked earlier, i would’ve. it’s funny how time works out.”

“yeah, you’re right,” she says with a shake of her head, detaching herself from you. you did the same, arms resting by your side.

“well, i guess this is it,” she says with finality.

“i guess this is,” you agree.

“i hope we could still be friends later on, though,” she trails off.

“we’ll have to see, anything’s possible, you know?” you throw back at her teasingly. “when the time comes, i’ll stop being a stranger.”

“noted. thank you, y/n,” she says.

“i’m sorry, chaewon,” you reply, before walking back into the party and out of her life as you close the door to the balcony.

[daegudrama]

Daegudrama’s Spicy Festa Special D-5

Title: Daylight

Pairing: Reader/Kim Taehyung

Summary: After years apart Taehyung and Reader spend a night together and finally confess their truest feelings.

Word Count: 4003 words

Warning: Brief mention of enlistment

He’s sitting on your sectional with a goofy smile on his face as he watches cute animal videos on his phone. It’s his last night here before he has to go back to Korea. Before you both have to go back to real life and stop living in this fantasy. You knew this day would come. You knew it all along. How did it come so fast?

You sit beside him curling into his side. Every passing moment brings you closer to Taehyung leaving with no idea when he’ll be able to come back. He wraps an arm around you pressing a kiss to the top of your head. His warm hand rests on your waist as the calming scent of his cologne engulfs you. 

Trying to explain what the two of you have to normal people doesn’t really go over well. He isn’t your boyfriend but he isn’t just your friend. Maybe if you lived on the same side of the world he would be, but the cards are not in favor of that. Taehyung is a man you will drop anyone for the moment he touches down in your country. You hope he would do the same if you ever found your way to Korea. The words he’s said to you make you believe he would.

Taehyung sets his phone down and turns his attention to you. He lifts your chin with one hand cupping your cheek when you meet his eyes. He leans forward pressing a soft kiss to your lips. His lips taste like the strawberries you were eating a few minutes ago. You wish your heart wouldn’t flutter so strongly because when the daylight comes he’ll have to go. The two of you will be on your own again in just a few hours. 

“I wish I didn’t have to go.” he whispers sadness glazing over his beautiful eyes. “I wish you could come home with me.”

You kiss him, desperately trying not to let every word bubbling in your chest out. He doesn’t need to know that you wish more than anything in the world that you could follow him. Taehyung doesn’t need to hear how hopelessly in love with him you are. You’ve told him all the reasons you can’t just pick up your life. He respects the life you have built here, but just like you he wishes this could be something else.

He responds positively to the kiss pulling you closer until you are sitting on his lap. Taehyung pulls away from the kisses and hugs you tightly to his chest. You feel him take a deep breath as his head bows against your shoulder. He pushes the strap of your tank top to the side with his nose and kisses your skin.

You don’t want to talk about why you can’t leave again. You don’t want to talk about why he has to leave you. This time should be spent making each other feel things that will be remembered long after his plane leaves in the morning. 

Your fingers card through his dark hair while he sucks marks onto your neck. A reminder that he was here if even for just a fleeting moment. Taehyung’s hands creep up your top brushing his fingertips against your bare skin. No matter how many times he touches you there is still electricity. Every time you meet it has been so long it’s like starting over at square one. You wish he never had to leave. You don’t want to start all over. You don’t want to sleep because you know when you wake up it’ll be time for him to leave.

Taehyung lifts his head when you give his hair a slight tug. He smiles softly before his eyes slide shut. You copy the movement and lean in to kiss the most beautiful person you’ve ever met. His long fingers grasp your waist trying to pull you impossibly closer. Taehyung deepens the kiss, letting his tongue lick into your mouth. Your hands work the buttons of his white shirt open until his whole chest and stomach are exposed. He guides one of your hands to his pec and you rub your finger against his nipple. Last time you were together you learned he likes it when you play with his nipples.

He breaks the kiss to pull your top off and you push his shirt off his shoulders. Taehyung stares for a moment with a soft expression before taking one of your nipples into his mouth. You grind your ass against his crotch and feel his cock getting hard. This is probably the best way to forget about the impending morning.

A moan escapes your lips as his other hand squeezes your breast. You trail your fingers across his smooth skin lightly. He shivers from the sensation and that makes a smile find its way to your face. You stir your hips against him until you can feel he’s fully hard. He swirls his tongue around your nipple. Taehyung takes the perky bud between his teeth and carefully scrapes his teeth against it before releasing it. He knows that he’s driving you insane. Even after all this time he hasn’t forgotten the small details. 

Taehyung kisses you again, gripping your hips so he can flip you on your back. You are impressed you didn’t clack teeth like the last time he tried that. To be fair the two of you were in a much smaller space last time. His smile is genuinely happy when he pulls away and you wonder how he can smile like that when he’s about to leave. Does being with you make him that happy? Or is he just happy there are boobies in his face?

He leaves a trail of kisses from your neck to your belly button. You nod your head when he looks up with his fingers against your waistband. You don’t want to speak. You want him to show you how he feels. Taehyung removes your shorts and underwear in one go, tossing them to the side. 

He kisses your mound while his hands grasp your thighs. Taehyung lies on his stomach between your legs as he continues to plant wet kisses around your pussy. He knows to leave marks on the inside of your thighs where your skin is so sensitive it sends a shiver up your spine. No one has ever spent the time to memorize you except him. 

Taehyung’s warm fingers spread your lips and he draws in a deep breath before flicking his tongue across your clit. Your muscles involuntarily lift your hips into his face. He pins your hip down and licks up and down your slit in long strokes. There is no rush he’s savoring every second he has left with you. 

He zigzags his tongue chuckling when you search for somewhere to place your hands. Taehyung only likes hair pulling in certain positions and this is not one of them. You settle for squeezing the cushion. He looks like perfection licking your cunt like it's the greatest delicacy he's ever tasted. Taehyung keeps eye contact with you as he teases your hole with one finger. Your stomach flutters, feeling almost shy as he demands you to watch. 

You can’t hold back the moan he earns when he slips one finger into your already dripping pussy. Taehyung sucks your clit into his mouth while pushing his finger all the way into you. He curls the digit inside you pulling a strained moan from your mouth. He is pleased with himself, pulling his mouth away from your cunt to kiss your thighs again. Taehyung adds another finger when he thinks you are ready. The truth is you are never ready for anything to do with him.

He pumps his fingers in and out of your pussy quicker than before. You clench around his fingers and he dives back in to lick your clit. Taehyung’s name passes your lips several times as you watch him please you. The only thing more beautiful than this is watching him perform. You are trying to make every cell in your body corporate, but you fear if he doesn’t stop you will cum soon. He knows just how to touch you a little too well and you can’t let this moment end this quickly.

“Tae, let's go to the bedroom.”

He looks up with your lust on his chin and you sit up wiping it away. Taehyung pulls his fingers out of you and sucks them clean before kissing you. He stands, unbuttoning his pants and taking them off, and offers you his hand. Your heart reacts wildly to the small gesture, but you take his hand and he leads you to your room.

You sit on the edge of your bed watching Taehyung take off his boxers. As soon as you see his cock you kneel in front of him. Your lips press against the tip of his length letting your tongue snake out. Taehyung says your name watching you take more of his fat cock into your mouth. You look up through your lashes to see his mouth opened and brow drawn together. You cave your cheeks in, running your mouth up and down the length of his cock while you grab the back of his thighs with your hands. 

Your goal is to drive him crazy. Who knows when the next time you’ll be able to suck someone’s dick is? In the past you’ve tried sleeping with other people but it’s very hard when you are in love with one person. It’s hard to make it through sex with other people and not think about the man in front of you who holds every piece of your heart. Which is why you haven’t had sex since the last time you saw him.

With one hand you fondle his balls adding to the sensation of his first blowjob in a long time. You circle your tongue around his tip paying extra attention to the sensitive area. Taehyung never holds back with you and you are grateful to hear his sweet moans. When you swallow around the head of his cock you think he might lose it. His hands grip your hair, something you really like, and tugs. You can’t hold back the moan you release around his cock. He pulls you off his cock tilting your chin up with his hand.

“Can I please fuck you?” He asks, pulling you from the ground and hugging you to his chest.

“Yes, please.” You pull him onto the bed lying on your back. He kneels between your legs about to push himself inside of you when you stop him. No matter how awkward this question is you have to ask him. “Have you been with anyone else since we saw each other last?”

“I’m clean.” He responds from his position sitting back on his feet.

He gave you the answer you were looking for but somehow it makes your heart drop. He avoided the actual question you asked which means he has been with other people since you saw each other the last time. There is no reason for you to feel like this. Taehyung isn’t yours and you aren’t his. It’s been two years since you last saw him in person. Of course he would see someone else. He has needs too. Honestly, it’s a miracle that you were home when he was here. Your busy lives get in the way to the absolute extreme.

He notices the cold look on your face and his eyebrows raise. Taehyung scrambles to your side and takes your face in his hands. His eyes are very serious when he speaks.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to avoid the question. I thought that’s what you wanted to know. There was one guy a few months after LA, but something felt really off.” He pauses looking away and you can see his cheeks getting red even in the dim light. The dull ache in your stomach leaves. “Sex with other people doesn’t feel right. It only feels right when I’m with you.”

“I feel the same way, but you were the last person I was with.”

Taehyung leans forward and kisses you while you take his cock in your hand. You don’t want to talk about this further, you want to feel his dick deep inside of you. Thankfully, he does exactly what you want. He pushes your legs apart and slaps his cock against your slit. The man you are hopelessly in love with doesn’t tease you for long. 

You swear fireworks play behind your eyes as Taehyung pushes inside of you. Both of you curse in unison. No piece of silicone can compete with Kim Taehyung slowly rocking his cock into your ready pussy. He leans over you watching your face for a moment before he kisses you. This feels so intimate you almost think Taehyung might feel exactly the same way you do. Of course, that’s crazy to think because he’s an idol and you are just chief editor of a magazine he happened to be on the cover of one time five years ago.

You focus on the feeling of Taehyung’s lips against your skin and his cock thrusting into you. He’s being tender, pushing himself as deep as possible without slamming himself into you. If only you could stay in this moment forever with no worries.

You grip his shoulders trying to pull him even deeper into your pussy. His soft groans must be the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard in your life. You wrap your legs around his waist holding him inside of you. He nips at your collarbone but doesn’t fight to move. You use your legs as leverage to move yourself on his cock.

After a few moments of that you want more. Sweet and sensual is lovely but you want to make the most of this. Who knows when you’ll see each other next. You deeply hope it won’t be two more years, but it very well might be. 

“Let me ride you.” 

Taehyung raises an eyebrow with a smile covering his face. He catches your lips with his as he pulls out of you. You deepen the kiss as you sit up holding the back of his neck. Fluttery heat rises to your chest and you can’t believe how truly insane he makes you feel. 

“You’re so perfect.” He says looking in your eyes with a soft hand on your cheek. Heat travels up to your heart before dropping straight to your pussy. Why would he say that? He knows how praises effect you.

He lies on his back before you can respond. Not that you have any idea what to say. You fear you might spill all your truest feelings if you speak. So you don’t, straddling his legs and sinking down on to his waiting cock. His eyes lock with yours for only a second before he watches his length disappear inside of you.

Taehyung grabs your hips, sighing when he’s fully inside you. His fingers dig into your skin as he tries to stop himself from thrusting. He lets you stir your hips completely on your own. Taehyung’s mouth falls open and a string of pretty but filthy words fill the air. Every move of your hips sends a flutter to your stomach. Being connected with him like this after so long adds to the pleasure of his fat cock deep inside you. 

The man you are in love with seemingly loses any self control when you start bouncing on his cock. His words nearly drown out the sound of your soaking pussy taking his cock. He doesn’t remove his hands using them as leverage to meet you with his thrusts.

“You ride me so well. Why are you so good at this?” He groans but something feels off in his tone as if he’s saying it in a regretful way. “You make it so hard to see anyone else. I wish you could come home with me forever. No one compares to you.”

Wow, you never imagined your pussy was good enough to make him say things that will get your hopes up. You lean down, silencing him before he can say something he can’t turn back from. There’s no reason to say that when it can’t happen. What’s the point in saying it when he’ll be gone with the sun rising? You wish you could spend every sunrise with him forever.

Taehyung thrusts into you, moans growing louder when he pulls his lips away from yours. He holds the back of your neck looking into your eyes. There isn’t a waver in the eye contact. Something about this feels a thousand times more intimate than the times before. It’s like he’s scared he might miss something. You try to empty your mind and focus on what is happening. This moment needs to be savored, but it’s hard with a tsunami of emotions pooling in your chest. 

You press another kiss to his soft lips before pulling back and leaning back to brace yourself against his thighs. His thumb finds your clit and rubs circles while you continue to fuck yourself onto his cock.

“Please, Taehyung.” You whine riding him despite the burning protest from your legs. The pleasure outweighs the pain. “Please, make me cum on your cock.”

He flicks his finger faster against your clit building and building your high until his cock hits just the right spot inside you. Your head falls back and Taehyung is all you can say. There is no other word to say. There is no other word you want to be saying. The man takes you into his arms, slowing the thrust of his hips to pepper your face in kisses. Unexpectedly, he cums inside you while he is gently patting your hair. For a moment you stay connected. You wonder how it’s even possible that he came while caring for you. 

“You make me so happy.” He whispers so softly you aren’t sure he really meant to say it. 

On shaky legs you get off of Taehyung and head to the bathroom to clean yourself. By the time you return he is lying on your bed in his boxers looking at the ceiling. His hands are folded behind his head and your heart skips a beat. Maybe there’s another timeline where he’s not an idol and the two of you can be happy just doing laundry and taxes together. 

Taehyung throws you one of his shirts from his luggage and you put it on with a pair of comfy underwear. You rest your head on his bare chest and his arms wrap around you tightly. There’s no place you’d rather be. 

“You make me happy, too.” 

Neither of you say anything for a while enjoying your last moments together. You listen to the steady beat of his heart as he strokes your hair. Every once and awhile he presses a kiss to the crown of your head. You wish your heart would stop soaring. Maybe that would make this easier. 

“Come home with me.” He mumbles like it just slipped out without a thought.

“Tae, can we not do this? I’d rather enjoy the last few hours I have with you.”

He takes a deep breath and doesn’t say anything for so long you think he might actually listen to you. Of course, you can never have what you want. You wish life was simple enough that you could just leave for Korea and not worry about anything else. Your friends are here. Your family and your job and all your favorite things, except Taehyung, are here. 

“Y/N, please you don’t have to uproot your life. Just spend a month with me first. No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel.”

You pull out of his arms looking into his eyes that are pleading for you to accept his offer. Your heart stings. What would you do at the end of the month? You wish you could live in a fantasy where there’s a chance that you could wake up beside him every morning. 

“And what happens at the end of that month when I want more than anything to stay and I can’t because my life is here?” You don’t want to say the next thing but it’s all you can think about when he’s asking this of you. “In a few months you are leaving for 18 months. You are the only reason I would want to be there. If I can’t see you, what's the point?”

Tears fall down Taehyung’s cheeks and you rush to wipe them away. Seeing his tears makes your own fall and you hug the man tightly. This conversation always ends like this. You never want to have it again, but until something changes it’s going to keep happening.

“Then I can’t see you for two more years? I would make sure you can see me in the military. What about when I’m out? Are we going to be held in this same loop forever? I don’t want anyone else. I want you.”

“When you’re out you are going to release an album with your members then go on a world tour. You are going to be too busy for me again.” Your voice is shaky. “I don’t know what I’ll be doing by then but the universe isn’t on our side.”

“What if I don’t do that?” He asks softly and you crane your head back to look into his eyes.

That is the wildest thing he’s ever said in his entire life. There is no timeline in the universe where you would allow yourself to be the reason he doesn’t go back to his members. Because of how much you love Taehyung you would never ask that of him. Music and his members are his whole life.

“Don’t be stupid.”

He huffs but doesn’t say anything else for the rest of the night. He doesn’t let go of you. 

You fall asleep in his arms dreading the moment you wake up and he has to leave. When his alarm rings your heart drops and you can’t stop the tears from flowing. You hold him tightly against your chest and he holds you back.

“There’s something I wanted to say last night but it didn’t feel right with what we were saying.” He pulls away to take your face in his hands. “I don’t want another two years to pass without saying this.”

“What is it?” Your voice is barely above a whisper but your heart is racing with worry.

“I love you.” You can’t stop yourself from gasping when you hear that. Taehyung continues as if you didn't interrupt. “I’ve known I love you for three years, but it never felt right to admit it.”

You’ve been in love with each other this whole time and both never felt like you could admit it? Both of you have said things that practically spell out the feelings you hold but neither of you has ever uttered those three words. Something about those words makes it feel so much more serious.

Taehyung’s eyes are soft like he’s not worried about what you will say. You would be freaking out if you said that first. He must know you are in love with him. Taehyung is the first person you tell all your accomplishments about. He’s the first one you speak to when you are upset and he always knows how to comfort you even from thousands of miles away.

“I love you too.” You take a deep breath saying the thing you never thought you would give a chance. “When you get back from enlistment, let's talk about us again.”

You’ve never seen a happier smile grace his face before. He surges forward and kisses you like it’s the last thing he might ever do.

[cal-daisies-and-briars]

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Damn! 162!

SPOILERS AHEAD

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Consciousness returns to Buck like something slippery and elusive. An eel under murky water. Every time he thinks he’s got a grasp on it, it manages to get away from him. 

His memory of the time between passing out in the backseat of Maddie’s car and firmly feeling lucid again is fragile. He knows he did wake a handful of times. Knows people spoke to him. Though their words always sounded like gibberish. He knows he was burning hot, then freezing cold. He knows he was nauseated and parched and in horrendous amounts of pain. But, when he finally has a hold on his mind again, Buck can’t say exactly what has happened to him. 

He isn’t sure he’s a vampire. Though he remembers that was a risk. Even before he opens his eyes, he’s thinking about it. How would he know? Does one feel vampiric? He just feels gross. Heavy and foggy and sore in several places. Thirsty. Very thirsty. But for water. He manages to wiggle his tongue - which feels like lead in his mouth - enough to touch the bottom line of his upper canines. They feel normal. 

Buck cracks his eyes open. They’re dry and crusted with sleep. Immediately, the blare of overhead lighting has him regretting his choices. He remembers this sensation. There’s only one place he could be. The hospital. 

“Buck?” 

No offense to Sophia, who he loves dearly, but hers was not the voice he was most hoping to hear. 

“Soph?” He rasps.  His throat is horrifically dry.

He turns his head to see her sitting by his bedside. She looks tired. She’s wearing a hoodie and jeans. Not what she’d been wearing when he saw her last. 

“You seem actually awake this time,” she observes.

“Think I am,” he agrees, but he can’t be certain. “What day is it?”

“Friday,” she informs him. 

Oh fuck. He confronted Kim Tuesday night. Yikes. That’s a long time to be out. 

Buck looks at himself. Moving his neck too much causes a painful twinge in his shoulder. Probably from the stab wound. He’s got a cast on his left forearm. He can feel bandages scratching at his abdomen and neck. Okay. So he’s rather fucked up.

“Eddie?” Buck asks.

“At home,” Sophia answers. “We didn’t want him here for long. In case anyone wrongly suspected he was the one who did this to you.”

Oh. Buck hadn’t even thought of that outcome. 

“He’s going crazy having to keep away though,” Sophia adds. 

“Maddie?” Buck asks. 

His sister who is rightly furious with him.

“We just switched off,” Sophia says. “She had to go home to her kid. Or, as she said - annoyed, mind you - her other kid.”

Oof.

“She’s really mad?”

“Mad and worried,” Sophia answers. “Like me.”

“I’m sorry I worried you, Soph,” Buck says. “Really.”

“But not that you did it?” 

“Had to try.”

Sophia takes a deep breath. “Alright. I’ll forgive you and I’ll call for a doctor and I’ll text everyone that you’re okay, but… But I need to know one thing first.”

“Okay,” Buck replies. “What is it?”

When Sophia speaks again, her voice is very low. Almost too quiet amidst the noise of hospital machines. She doesn’t want anyone to overhear. 

“Why didn’t you include me, Buck? We would have had a far better shot together. You might not have gotten hurt at all.”

Or they both would have. 

But he gets it. He understands her anger. He would feel the exact same way, if she’d done what he did. They spent so long operating as an airtight team. Trusting only each other. Buck excluded her when, in her opinion, it mattered most. Yeah, he’d be livid, too.

“I didn’t want to make you a murderer,” Buck admits. 

Sophia furrows her brows. She doesn’t understand. 

“We were always ready to kill before,” she says. “We both took the same risks.”

“It’s different,” Buck insists. “That was only ever out of necessity. Dangerous vampires, who weren’t in control. Kim is just a regular person with a life.”

“She hurt you and Eddie!” Sophia hisses. 

“I know,” Buck says. That’s how he justified it, too. “And I hunted her like… Like the very thing we hate, Soph.”

She closes her mouth. He can tell she’s biting the inside of her cheek. 

“I didn’t want you to be that,” Buck says.

“I would have, for my brother,” Sophia protests.

“I know that,” Buck replies. Of course he knows that. That’s why he didn’t tell her. “But Eddie isn’t the only person I want to protect.”

Sophia’s breath hitches at that. Her eyes are a little teary.

“Fuck,” she complains. 

“I’m sorry, Sophia.” Buck says. 

“You should be,” she grumbles. “But I love you too, or whatever.”

Buck smiles weakly. “Thanks for not hating me.”

She rolls her eyes. 

“Now, can you tell me what the hell happened to me?”

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Sophia can’t explain it to him easily, so she calls for the doctor. Which is definitely concerning, to say the least. 

But when the doctor arrives to talk to Buck about his condition, he finds it’s surprisingly… Good? Other than a fractured wrist, and some flesh wounds that will need to heal - and probably require some physio, for his shoulder - he’s more or less okay. He’s not a vampire. He’s not even sick anymore. Apparently he has been quite fevered and ill, he just can’t remember any of it.

“You were indeed exposed to Hemodhampirosis,” the doctor explains. “We monitored your blood closely over the past three days. Somehow, Mr. Buckley, you fought the infection off.”

“That’s… Sorry, what?” Buck asks. “I didn’t know that was an option.”

“Frankly, neither did we.” The doctor replies. “And if the CDC does, it has not been shared with us.”

“I don’t understand,” Buck admits. 

Why him? Of all the people who have been infected. Eddie. May. Why would he be able to fight it off?

“Well, our best guess is that you have, in a slow and painful way, inoculated yourself,” the doctor explains. “Your records state you’ve been hospitalized for a severe bite once before. Likewise, your sister-in-law here explained that there has been another instance of you being bitten by an infected individual. So that makes three occurrences where you came in contact with Hemodhampirosis.”

Sister-in-law? When did that happen?

“Uh,” Buck replies sheepishly. “Yeah, there’s been more than that. Recently.”

[jjungkookislife]

Quarterly Fic Recs 2024: #1

Hello! I'm back again with the first fic rec list of 2024! I enjoyed reading these fics, and I hope y'all do as well! Please be mindful of the warnings on each fic and I encourage you to reblog fics you enjoy as well :)

Seokjin

king of tides @sailoryooons

summary: Seokjin meets a ghost of his past when he and his crew stop to celebrate for the evening.

Yoongi

desecrate @hamsterclaw

summary: A fall from grace causes you to stumble into the hands of a demon prince. Inspired by Lilith.

stress relief @dreamescapeswriting

soft Yoongi having a bad day

morals on sundays @/gimmethatagustd

summary: You’re still in love with your ex-boyfriend. Yoongi offers some help to get over him.

Hoseok

spider web @/sailoryooons

summary: Playing games with vampires is a bad idea. Playing with Spiders is worse.

Namjoon

gang shit @gimmethatagustd

summary: Your daughter’s classmate has a really hot dad. Apparently, you’re his arch-nemesis.

Jimin

technicolor @/gimmethatagustd

summary: Love is one hell of a drug. Bottled and sold on the black market, it isn’t for the faint-hearted. You’re not really interested in trying it until you meet Jimin.

Taehyung

the one with taehyung's indecent proposal @eoieopda

summary: your fuck buddy’s class reunion is coming up. that’s not something you expected to learn about. it’s definitely not something you expected to be implicated in.

Jungkook

none :(

OT7/Multiple Members

carnival of terror @theharrowing

summary: The carnival is in town, and it is unlike anything you have ever experienced. Will you make it out alive?

immortals @bang-tan-bitches

summary: Sometimes, you find your destiny. And sometimes, your destiny does whatever it takes to keep you.

petrichor @purpleyoonn

summary: You had been working at Bangtan Corporation for almost two years now, and not once have you ever laid eyes on your bosses. That was, until you met them when out with some of your coworkers. Now, you almost wish you hadn’t. Almost.

Seokjin

memories of you @shuadotcom

summary: Your memories with Seokjin are some of your favorite.

serve me @chateautae

summary: kim seokjin has been your annoyingly stoic butler ever since you started university, and were gifted your own penthouse. for years, your relationship had remained on the outs, subjecting seokjin to hearing your desperate moans for other men each time they climbed into your sheets; and each time you rubbed it in his face. little did you know that you were only riling him up, and it would be your moans for him bouncing off the walls when your taunting finally unravels his ironclad self-control.

sweet dreams @/gimmethatagustd

summary: Seokjin loves when you paint your nails pink.

Yoongi

broken pt. 2 @kithtaehyung

summary: the championship game lights up… and everything goes down.

maybe so @diorh0seokie

(cheating/angst)

Hoseok

gone wild @johobi

summary: Hoseok consumes porn like he does Cheetos: in unhealthily large amounts. He’s seen, and jacked off to, most things imaginable. But there are those photos that always draw him back…

hot rod @kinktae

summary: a 1950′s inspired fic where greaser Hoseok can’t keep his eyes, or hands, off the new waitress at his and his boys’ favorite diner.

keeping a secret @/kpopfanfictrash

summary: You and Hoseok have been hooking up for a few weeks now. No one in your friend group knows. What happens then, when he shows up at movie night looking better than anticipated?

flower @readyplayerhobi

summary: You finally decide to take a dip into the world of online dating and find the Flower dating app. One of the top matches for you proves to be a guy who looks to be your complete opposite; tattooed, pierced, a metalhead and oh…incredibly handsome. What happens when you throw caution to the wind and reach out to him?

who's your daddy? @ppersonna

summary: in order to get over your hopeless crush, you sign up for DADDI, a daddy-dom dating site. you can’t tell your friends, especially your best friend hoseok. but as weeks go on, you’re desperate to meet the man behind the screen.

groupie love @kimnjss

summary: he’s ½ of the famous rap duo, the 94′s. when stumbling upon a pretty youtuber, he’s quick to decide he wants to have her. but one night with her just doesn’t seem like enough.

heartbreaker ^

summary: you’re just his type. so it’s no surprise when all of his time and effort goes into making you his. though, they’ve always said… you only want it because you can’t have it.

swallow your pride @/ugh-yoongi

established relationship

ho ho horrible ^

summary: the one where your neighbor is a relentless christmas caroler and refuses to take a hint, but at least he’s really hot.

hate that i love it @yoongiphoria

summary: hate-fucking hoseok is your favorite and least favorite thing to do.

take care of me @/gimmethatagustd

summary: You’d never trade quiet, sleepless nights with your boyfriend for anything in the world, even when sometimes it feels like the world is falling apart around you.

not today, satan ^

summary: If you had known the demon tasked with reaping your soul would be a total #daddy you would have gone to Hell sooner!

Namjoon

the gang summons a demon @ugh-yoongi

the prompt: you, a powerful demoness, have just been summoned to earth. this man, this human, wants you to pretend to be his girlfriend for a few days so his parents will get off his back about it.

in the closet ^

office au

Jimin

none :(

Taehyung

rotten angelcake ch. 11 @inkedtae

summary: she’s as sweet as angelcake; he likes her honeyed rotten. this is a series following the complicated relationship between a sugar baby, sugar daddy and his corruption kink.

loverboy @kookslastbutton

summary: After a startling conversation with your coworkers, you start feeling insecure about your sexual prowess. You don’t initiate as much, you haven’t worn lingerie yet, and you’re still timid about doing much seducing with your body–are you giving your boyfriend boring sex? Taehyung reassures you that you are perfect and have nothing to worry about.

Jungkook

be mine @minisugakoobies

summary: Won’t you be his Valentine?

to give a helping hand @oddinary4bts

summary: when Jungkook comes home from the gym, he goes feral thinking about you.

oxygen @/gimmethatagustd

summary: If you get caught, you’ll both die. Jungkook wants to be yours anyway.

OT7/Mulpitple Members

lavender lover @/gimmethatagustd

summary: Taehyung broke all his rules for Jimin, even when it hurt.

Seokjin

chivalry @out-of-jams

summary: And they say chivalry is dead.

burn after reading @raplinesmoon

summary: The agency made the biggest mistake they ever could by trusting Kim Seokjin one more time. You weren’t going to do the same.

Yoongi

exitus acta probat @/bang-tan-bitches

summary:  “All you need to know is that my name is Yoongi and you’re mine now.”

beloved ^

summary: Court was just a game of politics after all. And you intended to win

the mark of yun-ki @/ladyartemesia

summary: For a thousand years the tiger god Yun-Ki has marked the heirs of the Min Empire and thus only a marked heir can inherit the throne. When the beautiful daughter of the Min Emperor’s loyal warlord rescues a mysterious tiger hybrid from the imperial prison, she unleashes a secret that the throne would kill to protect. The young emperor claims to be the chosen heir… but who really bears the Mark of Yun-Ki?

romancing the tome @/kpopfanfictrash

summary: Min Yoongi is many things: renowned archaeologist, versatile hat-wearer, on a bit of an unlucky streak with his work and kind of an ass. What he isn’t is fluent in Latin. Meaning, Yoongi can’t quite determine if he’s being led astray on his most recent archaeological expedition. Enter you, cultural linguist and all-around badass. The goal? Treasure. The means? Your teensy, tiny car. The problem? Min Yoongi is so damn annoying, you might just kill him first.

be my baby [SMAU] @/kimnjss

summary: when the love of his life suddenly vanishes, he drives himself mad looking for her. seemingly erased from the world, he’s forced to pick up the pieces of his life and move on… fast forward three years and someone who looks a lot like the woman he lost is being spotted, holding a kid with an oddly familiar gummy smile…

too easy @sweetestofchaos

summary: Yoongi’s sugar baby really wants that new Zimmermann dress

blackthorn ^

summary: Prince Yoongi and Princess Keena have been friends for as long as they can remember. But finding out they’re promised to one another in marriage isn’t the only obstacle they must overcome as war threatens their home.

stop thinking about me @/yoongiphoria

summary: there's only one person he thinks about with that song.

Hoseok

hot and bothered @sahmfanficbts

summary: You’re hot and bothered and your lawn needs some TLC. Enter: Hoseok with his big lawn-mower.

Namjoon

promise @joheunsaram

summary: Namjoon has always been in the periphery of your friend group, but when you meet the cute boy he doesn’t make the best first impression, or second, or third…

Jimin

renegade @/yoongiphoria

summary: is it insensitive for me to say get your shit together, so i can love you?

Taehyung

new flame @/gimmethatagustd

summary: Flame is a dating app designed for omegas and alphas to find heat and rut partners. You’re skeptical of using the app, not anticipating that you might find someone who is more than just a new flame.

enfer @/out-of-jams

summary: Enfer, the ironically named club, was well known for helping to bring together those of the living with the dead, well, undead. And your best friend had convinced you to try it out, to potentially find a partner amongst the sophisticated group of the otherworldly elite. You’d been open to it. But never would you have imagined meeting him.

stranger danger ^

stress relief @joonsmagicshop

summary: Taehyung gives you an offer you can’t refuse

Jungkook

none :(

OT7/Multiple Members

cosmic collision @/gimmethatagustd

summary: A responsible weedman, Yoongi always tests out new marijuana strains before selling them to his customers. When his supplier offers him a new strain, Cosmic Collision, Yoongi is eager to try it. What he doesn’t expect is the alien that comes with it.

accidental texts (hyung line) @ppersonna

accidental love confessions @kookiesjoonies

[sapphicbluebelle]

Ok more on the Eddie and Kim thing cause I have thoughts. I am very on board with the Eddie is Demi theory cause this man has only ever shown real interest in two people one of which isn’t even canon (yet). Shannon and Buck.

Eddie has spent most of the show trying to replace Shannon since her death and there is a theme with all of those relationships, when he starts to realize that these women are different than Shannon he runs and closes off.

I think a lot of this has to do with the fact that Eddie does not understand what he is feeling. He is chasing the attraction that he had to Shannon and he keeps failing to find it when he can’t form that same connection with Ana and Marisol that he did with her.

When Eddie sees Kim, someone who is basically identical physically to Shannon he thinks that he can recreate those feelings because she’s just like Shannon right? I think this is going to fall apart later first because Eddie is cheating and he will be in shit for that but I don’t think he sees it as cheating cause “it’s Shannon” or at least in his eyes it is. (Even tho it’s def cheating).

I think the second reason it will fall apart with Kim is that while she is just like Shannon physically he will start to realize that Kim is not Shannon and it think that will finally be the push he needs to move on from her and start to unpack all of his catholic guilt relating to his sexuality.

Idk if this makes sense 😅 it makes sense to me. Anyways I’d love to hear other peoples thoughts.

[black-arcana]

"Rock'n'roll is alive, and I need it to stay that way": The Pretty Reckless are on the road with AC/DC, and Taylor Momsen is more than ready to rock

Supporting the Rolling Stones and AC/DC in the same week? Sounds like a pretty good few days

(Image credit: Sergione Infuso / Corbis via Getty Images)

Fronted by model/actress-turned-singer and rhythm guitarist Taylor Momsen, The Pretty Reckless formed in New York City in 2009. With their critically praised fourth album, 2021’s Death By Rock And Roll, the quartet ventured beyond alt.rock boundaries to embrace a more mature sound. Below, Momsen talks about the band’s current European tour as guests of AC/DC. 

How did you greet the news that The Pretty Reckless would be opening for AC/DC? 

One of the band members was driving when he heard, and he almost crashed his car [laughs]. Here’s a great story. Last November my agent asked me about touring. We were starting to make a record, and told him no – not unless AC/DC, The Who or the Rolling Stones called. Christmas and New Year passed, and we were in the studio. Then I get a text from Neil [Warnock, the agent] that says: ‘AC/DC, plus The Pretty Reckless. All [European] shows.’ And I go: ‘Oh shit.’ So we put the record on hold, and I guess we are going on tour. 

That’s amazing. 

Yeah, but here’s the thing. A week ago, the Rolling Stones called too. We are playing a stadium with the Stones in Las Vegas, then flying to Germany to join a tour with AC/DC in the same week. My mind is truly blown. 

AC/DC’s audiences can be pretty unforgiving of support acts. Does that bother you? 

We just get up there and do our thing. In that sense we have the same ethic as AC/DC. We’re loud – almost a bar band at the core. I can’t control how others view or perceive us, so I’m not really worried. I get to play music and then watch my favourite band every night. What’s not to love? 

You quit acting for music at the age of fourteen. What was the reason? 

Being in bands and writing songs was something I’d done since before I could even remember, but finally I reached an age where I realised I could do it. It was a bit of a fight to quit my day job, but I did it and it was the best decision I ever made. 

There’s probably a type of person who thinks of you as ‘playing at’ music, rather than playing it. 

Actually, I think the hate and negativity has kind of gone away. I was on a TV show that was a hit across the world [Gossip Girl], but we’ve been a band for almost sixteen years, we’ve toured the world relentlessly and made four records. To all those people who doubted us… [laughs] did I mention we are touring with AC/DC? You don’t get an AC/DC tour for being on a television show. It comes from paying your dues.

Kim Thayil and Matt Cameron from Soundgarden both guested on The Pretty Reckless’s most recent album, Death By Rock And Roll, as did Audioslave’s Tom Morello. Do these elder statesmen offer advice? 

Not really. We just play music together. I don’t see music as a business. It really isn’t like that any more. 

The Death By Rock And Roll album seemed to take The Pretty Reckless up several levels. 

I really like all of our records, but Death By Rock And Roll is my favourite. 

Of the track Harley Darling, Classic Rock said: “If someone said this song had fallen off Neil Young’s Harvest sessions, you’d believe it.” 

That’s an amazing compliment. Thank you. 

When might we hear the follow-up?

The record’s on hold, but we’ll get right back on to it when we finish this tour. 

Our legendary older bands are retiring, and older heroes passing away – the latest, recently, was Dickey Betts from the Allman Brothers. 

That was devastating. We had Warren Haynes [former Allmans guitarist, now with Gov’t Mule] play on Back To The River from our record Who You Selling For [ 2016]. 

Do you feel a responsibility towards keeping rock’n’roll alive? 

Rock'n'roll is alive, and I need it to stay that way. So if I can contribute to that, it’s what I’m going to do.

The Pretty Reckless are currently supporting AC/DC in Europe, with London shows on July 3 and 7, and Dublin on August 17.

[rexecutioner]

How does laurance aaron and co. react to dantes injuries after katelyn beats him up? He’s pretty badly wounded I assume? But when I asked you about it you just kinda brushed it off and focused on our girl nana and her injuries again grr

Dante definitely has a mild concussion and very minor areas of internal bleeding in his arms, as well as multiple cuts and bruises spread across his torso from being thrown. Katelyn was not very merciful and fully intended to kill Dante and only stopped once her inner conscience screamed enough for her to hesitate and leave like Garroth did after stabbing Nana. (I can’t believe she’s still alive like how tf) If Laurance hadn’t found him he’d probably be dead. Let’s all say thank you Zane and Laurance in unison.

Laurance is having a full force panic attack, he just watched as his boyfriend walked away from his brother and Nana with a blood covered sword, and Zane put icing on the cake by telling him that Dante had been with him before running in the opposite direction, only hearing him scream. When he finds Dante, he’s still rather close to the apartment laying unconscious near a flowerbed, with blood oozing out of small cuts in his arms and bruises marching up his torso.

Laurance quickly brings Dante back to the house and lays him down on the couch, elevating his head with his limited knowledge of medical help. Aaron doesn’t have much time to react before he leaves to kill Ein, (the sight of Dante only fuels his anger) but Zane and Nana are awake and grieving Aphmau’s death. Laurance isn’t doing too good himself lol but this ask is about Dante so I’ll answer that later.

Once Lucinda, Kim, Vylad and Terry arrive at the house, Vylad immediately tends to both Nana and Dante’s wounds thanks to his medical knowledge (he learned a lot in college because if you’re always traveling to the middle of nowhere you’ve gotta know a thing or two). Once he makes sure both of them are stable with the limited supplies he has, he helps Lucinda prepare/research her resurrection spell (this guy know magic) and Dante wakes up in the middle of it.

Lucinda is frustrated that she can’t do more to help Dante and Nana, but Vylad reassures her that there really isn’t much she could have done anyways, what they both need the most is rest and while hospitalization would help tremendously, they’ll both survive for now without it. Vylad really hopes he did everything right, they have been doubting themselves ever since the lodge when he couldn’t help Aaron. Kim can’t help but feel partially responsible about the whole situation, and feels really bad about Dante and Nana’s injuries (she became pretty good friends with both over the course of the last year and a half, Dante feels like a younger brother figure to her at this point and Nana feels like a mother figure)

Anyways when Dante wakes up this dude has no fucking clue whats going on but he does know he’s in a shit ton of pain. He painfully sits up which gets Vylad’s attention and they sigh in relief that Dante made it through the night. He shushes Dante and brings him some pillows, an icepack and Tylenol and quietly explains what’s going on to him. Dante silently panics and begins his very quick five stages of grief before Aphmau is resurrected.

Aphmau feels very guilty (girlypop you did nothing wrong) about both Nana and Dante’s conditions and wishes she could heal them both immediately. She’s extremely worried about everyone but is determined to make things right. After Zane and Aphmau talk, Vylad starts a conversation with her about how he was scared they had lost her for good, and how he doesn’t want to lose either of his Not Alone Buddies or brothers ever again, and that he needs her to stay safe. Aphmau says she can’t promise anything, but that she knows they can do this. They hug obviously 💔

Skip to during Ethereal Bonds after Zane and Lucinda knock some sense into Garroth and Katelyn, once they all rejoin into a group consisting of those four, Terry, Nana, Dante and Vylad, while the Ro’meave brothers have a heartfelt reunion scene, Katelyn is just profusely apologizing to Dante. She feels like actually garbage for putting him through that and winces when she sees the bandages on his arms and legs.

They have a very heartwarming “dude, it wasn’t your fault” scene and they both agree on a common goal that all of the sappy shit can come later, saving Travis matters the most to both of them right now. While Dante hates Terry, he begrudgingly works with him and the others to make the plan to save Travis after everybody gets back in one group. Both Zane and Nana would love to sacrifice themselves to be relics, but Nana’s wound has reopened and Zane was just stabbed several times and thrown out of a window so they both get shot down.

but I’ll continue that in another ask :)

i tried to answer this one to the greatest of my ability, but i did end up going off on a few tangents 😭 I apologize 😭

PLEASE KEEP THE ASKS COMING!!!! IM ENJOYING THIS SM

[the-cookie-of-doom]

Time Travel AU

Kim stalks over to the windows, where he can see Porchay waiting on the grounds below. He isn’t brave enough to come to Kim’s door; that means he has time. 

Still, the sight of him—nervously tugging at his sleeves, rolling them up his arms, tugging them back down again, over his hands—makes Kim’s heart clench painfully. He remembers what’s going to happen as clearly as the day it transpired. 

“That boy out there,” he says to himself, “is the best thing that’s ever happened to you. He is the only person that’s ever loved you for every fucked up, broken thing you are, and you’re about to destroy the only good thing in your life when you go out there and break his heart.”

“It’s for his protection.”

“No it’s not, you sanctimonious prick,” Kim snarls. He curses himself, both of them, for ever believing this would work. As if he could somehow get through to this past version of himself, who’s too confident that what he’s doing is right because he hasn’t had to live through the pain of losing Chay, yet. He thinks he’s invincible. He has no fucking idea just how vulnerable he is. 

-

Kim meets Porchay outside, and his heart leaps into his throat when he sees that Chay is already fracturing. He doesn’t remember this—remembers the way he refused to look at Chay at all, as if his cold dismissal was ever enough to run Chay off. Chay was too stubborn for that. He never let Kim run away. Maybe he should have. 

But Kim isn’t running now. 

“Porchay,” he says on an exhale, a prayer. 

“Kimhan Theerapanyakul,” Porchay responds.  He’s already red-faced and shaking—never did learn how to hide his emotions—and he’s the most beautiful thing Kim has ever seen, and Kim won’t let him break. Not this time. He cuts in before Chay can make his accusations. 

“I love you,” he says first, because that’s the most important. If nothing else, he needs Chay to know this. He never got to say it before, and it’s hard to say it now, but it also comes as easy as breathing.“We need to talk. I’m going to tell you things that will be hard to hear, but I need you to know I love you. You are the most important thing in my life. Okay? I love you, Porchay. I love you.” 

Tears spill down Chay’s cheeks even as confusion twists his face, and he opens his mouth to ask a question, but nothing comes out. Kim cups his face, thumbs away the hot tears, and pulls Chay into a desperate hug when he crumbles. 

“What’s going on?” Chay whispers, his face tucked into Kim’s shoulder, his eyes wide and wet. The confession isn’t the comfort Kim wished it could be. Not now. It’s only a sign of worse things yet to come. 

“I’ll tell you everything,” Kim promises. “But not here.” It isn’t safe. It won’t be long before his younger self regains consciousness and frees himself—they need to get out of here before he does. Kim doesn’t know where to go, though, can’t think of a single place that’s safe. He’ll figure something out; the first priority is getting Chay as far away from his self-destructive younger self as quickly as he can. 

Kim takes Chay’s hand and leads him into the garage beneath his apartment. He clings to the fact that Chay lets him, doesn’t fight it, even when he can feel Chay’s eyes boring into him with something akin to mistrust. He knows he’s earned it. He prays it’s not too late to fix this. 

Kim bundles Chay into his Maserati and peels into the street. The sooner they’re away from this place, from the horrible memories overlaid everywhere he looks, the sooner Kim will be able to formulate a plan. 

He risks a glance at Porchay. Finds him coiled tight in the passenger seat. He shifts gears, then lays his hand over Chay’s where it’s clutching the center console in a white-knuckled grip. 

“Can you trust me?” he asks. 

“I don’t know,” Chay answers. But he turns his hand over and laces their fingers together, and it feels like Chay is giving him a second chance. It’s more than Kim had last time. Maybe Chay is only giving him enough rope to hang himself, but whatever happens now—at least Kim’s lips will have known the shape of love. 

-

In the end, Kim takes them to the studio where it all began. He clears the space, then flips every lock between them and the world outside. He steers Chay onto a leather couch against one of the walls, and sits tentatively beside him. 

“Remember I love you, okay?” he says. Chay is still clutching his hand, and Kim clings to him just as desperately. 

“You’re scaring me, Kim.” 

“I know, angel. I’m sorry.” Kim has to say this, too. He owes Chay at least one real apology. Kim has had a year to think about all the things he wishes he had said today. That makes it easier, now, the truth spilling out of him, overflowing, overwhelming, and he doesn’t stop, even when Chay begins to drown. Kim holds him while he cries, and cries, and cries. Whispers I love you, and I’m sorry, and his own eyes are wet when he realizes he’s changed nothing. He was always going to break Chay’s heart.

[dragonfly0808]

Sooo… this happened

So, I was thinking about what I’m going to do with Chloe in my eventual MLB rewrite and this scene just kinda popped into my head so I had to write it, hope you enjoy!

Chloe almost ran out of the classroom, unable to breath, ignoring her classmates still talking about whatever it was they were speaking of.

She turned a corner into the empty locker room, dropping her bag and collapsing to the floor, hiding her face in her knees as she started crying.

They were right… she was just… horrible.

No one was surprised she’d been akumatized, no one had been surprised by the things she’d done.

Why should they be?

She gasped for air, forcefully tearing off her ponytail before raking her hands through her hair, digging her nails into her scalp, trying to suppress her tears and her gasps.

“Chloe?” She looked up, surprised to see Kim at the door, looking at her in almost horror, like he couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

“Go away!” She yelled at him, trying to wipe away her tears.

Kim hesitated, “Are… are you okay?”

“Get out!” Her voice broke and she looked down at his shoes, waiting for him to leave.

He didn’t. He shut the door and slowly left his bag on the floor before taking a few hesitant steps, going to sit at her side without a word.

She didn’t look at him, “Just… just go away… please.”

He fidgeted with his nails, “I uh… I still have nightmares about being akumatized you know? Most of us do. I mean… it’s a traumatic experience, no matter who you are.”

“What do you care?” She leaned forward so her hair would fall between them like a curtain.

“Well usually when you see someone crying you want to try and offer some comfort Chloe.”

She scoffed, “You were laughing.”

He frowned, confused, “What?”

“You think I don’t hear you? All of you?” She finally met his eyes, “Saying that- that- that I didn’t even act any different than usual when I was akumatized? That I was just as shitty as I always am? That- that Ladybug should’ve hit me harder? You think I can’t hear you fucking laughing about that?”

Kim looked down, ashamed.

“And the worst part is…” she sniffed, digging her nails into her palms, “I know that I’m a bitch. I know that. But… Am I really so awful that you didn’t think I acted any differently? But then I think about it and… you know why am I surprised? I’m the reason most of you have gotten akumatized. I’m the one who got you akumatized. I’m just… I break shit. That’s what I do… right? That’s all I’ll ever be.” She whispered the last part.

“Shut up Chloe.”

“Excuse me?”

“What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done? Be a bitchy teenager? Pull a few bad taste mean pranks and tricks? We’re sixteen Chloe, we have our whole lives to grow and change. Besides… you’re not the only one whose gotten someone akumatized I-” he cut himself off, hesitating and brining his knees to his chest before continuing, “I got Ivan akumatized remember? The very first akuma attack? That was because I teased a friend about something I knew I shouldn’t have. Because I knew I was taking it too far but I didn’t care. Because I made a stupid teenage mistake. And because that fucker Hawkmoth took advantage of that.” He took a deep breath, looking up as he blinked back tears, “I don’t like you Chloe. But I don’t think you’re too far gone. Especially if you can recognize the shit you do isn’t okay.”

She watched him for a moment before holding her knees tighter against her chest, “I just… I don’t really know how to be anything other than this. It’s… it’s all I was really taught… all I really know.”

He shrugged, “Then learn something new.” He hesitated, “My folks… aren’t really the best… people. After a while I realized I didn’t want to be like them… so I worked on myself. Chloe… the worst thing I ever did was to land a kid in the hospital at my old school.”

She whipped around to look at him, “What?”

He didn’t meet her eyes, fists clenched, “You can always turn it around Chloe. You just have to chose to do it.” He took a shaky breath before pushing himself to his feet, picking up his bag and going towards the door.

“Kim?”

He stopped with his hand on the door knob, “Yeah?”

“…Thank you… but don’t ever tell anyone about this.”

He snorted weakly, “I won’t if you don’t.”

He closed the door behind him and she was alone once more.

She looked down at her jeans, tracing invisible patterns into the fabric as she thought about everything.

Chloe wasn’t sure what she would do.

She just knew that she refused to be Antibug ever again.

[omoriboii]

ok i couldn't find a way to say this on ao3 so i'll just bust down the door to your ask box

your art for dreamscape is genuinely amazing!!! i am in love with its character designs, and OOOGH the colored+rendered art pieces really pop out i love them so so much. the art for chapter 3 caught me off guard in the best way, god DAMN my boy isn't okay

aaahhh i wanna ramble on more about it but i can't find the words

WAAAH reading these things gives me so much euphoria?!!!! Such a big positive emotion holy shit wow.

Something that doesn’t go noticed, but most of my designs always take a lot of internal mental contemplation, which honestly can take me anywhere from a few days to full on months. For example; I only recently got around to designing Kim, but the thought process that went into her design before drawing it goes all the way back to last summer- isjfjskfkldkd.

To be completely and utterly honest, almost all the chapter art is done within an hour or less. I always have massive guilt of drawing art for myself that isn’t my commissions, so it’s hard to let myself have this ‘big detailed piece’ that doesn’t swallow up all the time I would’ve used doing my work. I have been trying to balance it better though- so later chapter’s art is starting to slowly look better.

Ngl chapter 3’s art was one of the fastest rushed pieces I ever did. Still ended up working because it kinda foreshadows what’s to come- iskfkskfjdkdk

Honest to god ramble away, hearing people’s thoughts on my work is what pushes me to continue every day.

[nanalikessurveys]

What are you currently wearing? - I’m wearing a pink oversized t-shirt and black gym shorts.

Have you ever gotten up in the middle of the night just to talk to someone? - Maybe as a child if I had a nightmare. I went to my parents’ bed. What was the last social event you went to? - Uhhh I have no idea.

Do you use the word "like" excessively? - If I speak/write/type English then yeah I think so.

What are your thoughts on horse races? - I don’t think I’ve ever watched a horse race so I don’t really know what to say. I also don’t know if they’re ethical or not, I’d have to make more research.

Do you watch The Simpsons or any other cartoons? - I used to watch The Simpsons as a child/teen. Other cartoons I liked were Avatar: The Last Airbender, Biker Mice from Mars and Kim Possible. Do you find tattoos attractive? - Yeah I find very heavily tattooed people attractive even though it’s a style I’d never go for myself. I think it’s attractive when people show creativity, uniqueness, personality through their looks. Whether it’s with tattoos or something else.

If you have a car, does it have a name? - I don’t have a car.

Why did you last see a doctor? - Just a regular check-up. That was long time ago though because the health clinic I go to doesn’t have a permanent doctor. I’m lucky to live in a country with one of the greatest healthcare in the world but the situation with the psychiatric health care especially in my city is ridiculously awful right now.

Do you get light headed after getting blood drawn? - Not usually but this one time I had like 10 vials of blood drawn and I definitely felt like I was going to pass out.

What did you first think of this morning? - What time it is.

When did you last cry? - A few days ago I think.

What's the funniest thing you've seen today? - Nothing super funny has happened today (yet), it’s only noon.

Have you ever been snorkeling? - Nope. I don’t think I’d want to go.

Are you clumsy? - Not really.

Do you prefer satin, cotton, or flannel sheets? - Sating feels the best (especially right after shaving lol) but I use cotton sheets because they are warm. And satin sheets can be annoyingly slippery. What's your favorite kind of jam/jelly? - Strawberry or apple jam. What's on your bedside table currently? - I’m not in my bedroom right now so I don’t remember everything but I at least know I have a lamp, a notebook, lip balm and a body lotion bottle on the bedside table.

What's the best compliment you've received recently? - That I’m approachable. I loved hearing that. What's some things you always make sure to pack before going on a trip? - Phone, phone’s charger, earphones, Nintendo Switch, money and if I’m going away for overnight or longer, I’d pack hygiene stuff and spare undies and socks. What's one of your strengths? - Perspective-taking.

Have you ever spent more than $100 on a pair of shoes? - I don’t think so. 

Do you trust the police? - Yes.

Would you say you're an impulsive person? - Not really.

What have you last been diagnosed with? - I don’t want to say my diagnoses here. Also, I don’t remember what I was last diagnosed with.

What's something that makes you quirky? - I don’t know what counts as quirky.

What types of cheese do you consume the most? - Nowadays, feta cheese. I love feta pasta and I make it at least twice a week lol.

Do you purchase extended warranties on your electronics? - I’ve done that to some electronics.

What was the last restaurant you ate at? - This one bistro place.

What was the last sweet beverage you had? - Raspberry lime soda yesterday.

Do you believe in psychic ability? - Well no not like controlling objects with your mind or any other supernatural things.

Have you ever won any carnival games before? - Yes I won this huge stuffed Knuckles toy once when I was about 10.

What was the last fun thing you did? - I played with my cats.

Do you wear glasses? - No. I own and wear contacts but not glasses. My sight isn’t that bad (yet) so I can manage without any aid just fine but usually when I go out in the public I like to put my contacts on so that I can read all the signs and bus numbers/names etc perfectly. 

What song did you last have on repeat? - I usually don’t play songs on repeat. So I don’t know.

When did you last have pizza delivered? - A few months ago when my favorite pizza place had free delivery.

What do you normally pay for your hair cuts? - If I only need a haircut I’ll go to my mom and she’ll cut if for me for free. I’d go to a salon if I want my hair dyed and that’s when I get it cut professionally as well. Anyway, I don’t know how much just a hair cut is. But hair cut + dye is usually around 110 euros for me.

What's your favorite decoration in your place of residence? - All my living room windowsill decorations. How many computers/laptops are in the building you're in? - 1 in my apartment. Have you ever been to a rodeo? - Nope.

What frosting goes best on cake? - I don’t know. 

How long does it take you to get ready? - About 15mins.

Do you do some form of exercise daily? - Yes I walk everyday + I do some muscle conditioning about 2-3 times a week.

Have you ever won a big prize for something? - Not a big prize, no.

Do you think it's true that good things come to those who wait? - I think patience is important, yes.  Do you show your feelings? - Sometimes.

Have you ever held a chicken? - Nope. Would you rather feel too much or nothing at all? - Feel too much. Both options are bad but it would be awful to not feel anything.

Are you hard to please? - I’m not.

What is today's date? - It’s May 17th 2023