#as such. guy hes giving trust suddenly reciprocating by going 'hey im going to let you see the stupidly small animal form i dont show off'?

[tmos-time]

I'm thinking about your AU of Vampire Sollux and Werewolf Eridan again and it's killing me I have to know what Eridan first thought of Sollux's tiny bat form

you know he had to dial back his actual reaction lmao <3 would probably happen during some vague time in between them learning to team up to keep each other safe + actually being gay about that fact if i had to give this a timeline lol

[angstysebfan]

Hey!!! Can you write an angsty like really angsty oneshot like one told from Bucky's pov where he feels like you're falling for a new guy friend of yours and becomes insecure as your fiance?

Oh boy... one sad Bucky coming at ya! Hope you enjoy it!

--

Is It Him?

Bucky walked into your shared bedroom and stopped short when he saw you getting dressed up. “Where ya goin Doll? I thought we were having a movie night?” he asks. You look at him and give him a smile, “Brett told me about this new club that has 90′s nights, so we are going to go,” you said as you looked at yourself in the mirror.

Bucky couldn’t help but feel not only disappointment, but scared. Brett is a guy you met at a coffee shop a few weeks ago. Apparently he is hilarious and you both have gotten really close. He doesn’t want to think you would cheat on him, but he wonders if you are developing feelings for this guy. “Weren’t you out with him yesterday and the day before? You promised we were goin to chill tonight. Just the two of us,” Bucky says as he walks up to you and wraps his arms around your waist as you continue to make adjustments to your outfit.

“I know and I’m sorry,” you say as you turn around in his arms. “It’s just 90′s night only happens once a month and it’s tonight,” you say. “Come with us!” you say with a smile. Bucky looks into your eyes and thinks he sees excitement, but he doesn’t know anymore. “You know how I am with crowds, and strangers, and--” “Come on Buck, stop being boring and come out with me,” you say in a whine.

Bucky sighs as he feels like a dagger was jammed into his heart. No wonder she started seeking out another man. He was too boring for her now. She used to love that he would sit and have movie marathons with her, but I guess she wants more excitement. “Ok, if you really want me to,” he says unsure of himself. You nod and give him a quick peck on the cheek before turning and looking at yourself in the mirror again.

--

When you walk up to the club, Bucky sees Brett waiting outside. He was dressed much better than Bucky, and just oozed confidence. When he saw you, he immediately saw his whole face light up, and noticed his smile falter when he saw Bucky. “Hey pretty girl! I see you brought the boyfriend tonight,” Brett said as he gives you a big hug, which you reciprocate.

Bucky gulped as he tried to hold his composure. He calls you pretty girl? And Bucky doesn’t even have a name, just boyfriend? He wants to sucker punch this guy right in the face. “I want to show him how much fun we have!” you say with a laugh. You turn and look at Bucky and see the trepidation in his face.

“You’re going to be ok, Buck. I promise,” you say before kissing his cheek. Bucky gives you a loving smile. You always knew how to make him feel better. Bucky follows you both into the club and up tot he bar. After you all order, conversation starts, but it seems to be all inside jokes between you and Brett. Bucky politely listens and will smile while you both are hysterically laughing. After a bit, Bucky excuses himself to go to the restroom.

While he is washing his hands, he keeps telling himself that he is being stupid. You said yes to marrying him, and you are not going to throw it all away for some guy you have only known a few weeks. After talking himself off the ledge he walks back out to the bar, but sees neither you nor Brett standing there anymore. He turns and sees you both out on the dance floor, dancing away to the fast beat. He watches you from afar and sees how happy you look, and hates that he isn’t the one that is making you like that.

Suddenly the music changes to a slow song, and Bucky decides he wants to dance with you. As he goes to walk over he sees you wrap your arms around Brett’s neck, as he wraps his arms around your waist. Bucky stops in shock that you didn’t even look for him, even though you know he doesn’t like to dance. He wonders if he should interrupt, but then he sees something that completely shatters his heart.

Brett leans down and kisses you. Bucky doesn’t know whether to kill him or throw up. When you both pull away from the kiss you turn your head and lock eyes with your fiance. Tears form in Bucky’s eyes as he shakes his head and heads toward the door, ignoring you calling for him. 

--

Bucky goes for a walk around the city. He had pushed you away into the arms of another man. A better man. One that will make you laugh and dance with you, and who you have inside jokes with. One that you haven’t been able to stop talking about. Bucky is the opposite of that. He is low key, sometimes funny, but very quiet. He thought you loved him in spite of his insecurities, but apparently they got too much for you.

Bucky didn’t want to go back to your shared room at the compound. What if you brought him home with you. What if you are letting him fuck you in his bed. What if you already moved your stuff out while Bucky was walking. Bucky didn’t want to face this right now, so instead of going to your room, he went up on the roof.

When the doors opened Bucky was shocked to see you standing there with tears running down your face. “What do you want?” he sneered. “Bucky... I... I’m so sorry,” you say crying. “I didn’t mean for that to happen, I swear!” you say taking a step toward him. Bucky takes a step back and sees the hurt on your face. “You didn’t meander me to catch you? Well I did. I loved you, Y/N! Do you know how long it took for me to trust you,.. to trust myself?! You ruined that,” Bucky says holding back his own tears.

“But I didn’t--” “I’m sorry I’m not as much fun, or don’t have stupid inside jokes, or dress better. I’m sorry I would rather stay home than go out, and are terrified of crowds, but I put all my fears aside for you! And look what you did! Why didn’t you just break up with me!?” Bucky yelled.

You continued to sob, “No! I don’t” “You’ve hurt me so bad! How long have you been cheating on me?” Bucky says quietly, sounding completely broken. “No! I didn’t cheat on you! I swear! Brett kissed me and when I saw your face I smacked him and ran after you! I don’t want Brett! I want you! I love you!” you scream and let out another sob.

Bucky looks at you for a moment as he takes in what you said. “You didn’t want to kiss him?” he asks. You shake your head, unable to speak. “But you were slow dancing with him, and you hugged him so tightly when we met up with him. You talk about him all the time. How can I believe you?” Bucky asks.

“I’m so sorry! I thought Brett was ok with just being a friend. I haven’t had a friend who wasn’t an Avenger in so long. It made me feel... like I was just a normal citizen. I felt like I faded into the background a little bit. But I never wanted to hurt you, and I am so sorry! Not just for tonight, but for everything! I’m sorry I made you question my love and loyalty!” you said.

“You still love me?” Bucky asks. You walk up to him and wrap your arms around his neck, “There is no one on this earth that I love more than you James Barnes. You are the best thing that ever happened to me, and I am sorry I haven’t let you know that. But I promise I will do better,” you say.

Bucky put his hands on your waist and pulls you closer, “And what about Brett?” he asks. You scoff, “I told him to never talk to me again. I already blocked his number and told FRIDAY to not let him on the premises. If I see him again, I will kick his ass,” you say as Bucky leans his forehead against yours. “Well, I’m pretty sure I have his murder plotted, so..” Bucky says.

You laugh, which makes his heart soar. See he can make you laugh too. “I’m really sorry Buck. I love you,” you say. Bucky smiles and kisses your forehead, “I love you too, Doll. More than anyone and anything in this world. You are so special to me,” he says. You look into his eyes and lean forward until your lips touch.

“Let’s go to bed so I can really show you how sorry I am.”

--

There you go! Sorry I am a sucker for happy endings! lmao! I could have totally gone for the angsty ending, but I hope you like this!

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[botheredbuck]

hi hello my name is leo and here’s the post that literally no one asked for about how three by sleeping at last is written for one evan buckley (with lyric references!)

maybe i’ve done enough  and your golden child grew up 

listen this is literally about the buckley parents. he spent so long trying to be the perfect son for his parents, trying to solve whatever he’d done to them, trying desperately to just be enough for them and breaking himself in the process. he literally tore himself apart trying to be just something to them. he talks to maddie when he visits her in the hospital (in buck begins) about them thinking he’s a loser and literally begs her to believe him when he says he’s going to be something one day. that’s the effect his parents had on him. and when his parents come back in what’s your grievance/buck begins and he finally gets to tell them how they made him feel his whole life, and that convo with them at the end of buck begins, i think that’s the beginning of him kind of being able to say i’ve grown up now, and yeah what you did will always hurt me but i can move past it now, because i have my own family, i’ve found somewhere where i actually belong. and with the 118, he doesn’t have to be that golden child 

(sure, there’s the protective, kinda mentoring instinct between him and bobby that we see a lot through the early parts of season one especially, but even with that there’s never this expectation that buck’s gotta be perfect - gotta be the golden child. bobby’s trying to help him be a better firefighter and grow as a person but there’s never that pressure that there was with his parents. 

oh and hey maybe that’s why the lawsuit happens because the whole thing about bobby holding him back feels too much like his parents underestimating him, never believing in him (they think i’m a total loser maddie, and i’m not, i’m not okay- i’m gonna be something, i just- don’t know what yet) and it’s hard beause bobby has never made him feel like that but it’s just a little too close)

maybe this trophy isn’t real love 

this lyric. i do not give it enough appreciation but holy fuck. okay but, its like- it fits well with this whole idea that buck grew up with that he always had to deserve love, yanno? like his parents’ neglect basically taught him that he had to be putting himself in danger and hurting himself to be worth even attention. and it’s like- with the 118, he’s finally getting to realise that maybe that’s not how love is supposed to work. he’s been brought up with the idea that he needs to work for this love because otherwise if he’s not good enough people will leave. and this doesn’t even finish with his parents. this goes all the way through to abby, to ali. he has this deep rooted fear that if he’s not good enough then people will leave him, because that’s all he’s really had. and then this lyric- it’s like, him realising that this version of love that his parents fed him isn’t real love, isn’t how parents should love their kids, or how families should care for each other. and it’s just buck’s realisation that this tokenistic love isn’t something that he has to settle for, because it’s not real love. 

and with or without it i’m good enough maybe i’ve done enough 

this kinda carries on from the first point but it’s like, buck finally getting to realise that he doesn’t need his parents love to be worth shit. like his whole childhood he was just trying to be what his parents wanted in the desperate hope that they would see him. and now he’s found this place he really belongs and in the 118 he’s found these people he really belongs with, and it’s like- suddenly he doesn’t need to try- doesn’t need to work to be loved. and it’s like, he’s realising that he doesn’t need to change himself to be worth shit. 

a mess of a story i’m ashamed to tell  but i’m slowly learning how to break this spell 

this- it’s just- the whole thing about buck getting therapy in s4. for so long he’s not really talked to anyone about the shit he’s been through, like even we see in what’s your grievance that the 118 basically know nothing about the buckleys. because buck doesn’t even talk about his past to them really, because he’s so ashamed of it. but him finally being able to go to therapy and work on it, it’s like- he’s slowly learning how to undo all this shit that his parents drilled into him, like about him never being good enough and about him having to work for their love and attention and change himself. and he’s finally learning, with therapy and with the 118 reteaching him all this shit about love (and not even romantic, like buddie is a whole other thing don’t even get me started, like familial love), how to get past his parents and realise that he is worthy of love, regardless of anything else. 

and i finally see myself  through the eyes of no one else 

oh shit but this is important and all right. like. it’s just a little thing but it’s like, buck trying to move on from letting what other people thought of him control him. i think this is something that he’s working on, and something that comes with time, because i think it’s something we see a lot throughout the show. i think it kinda contributes to the whole buck 1.0 thing, like sure a lot of why he wants to move on from ‘buck 1.0′ is about moving on and being a better man and stuff but i think it’s also this thought of being embarrassed of himself, almost? idk but look he has a lot of issues with seeing himself as good enough without the influence of others and i think this lyric links a lot to that. 

now i only want what’s real to let my heart feel what it feels 

again this fits with the whole therapy thing as well but it’s like- throughout the show he’s always been a very heart-on-his-sleeve kinda guy. like that’s just who he is. but like this- to let my heart feel what it feels - its like about him being allowed to be proud of how far he’s come and everything he’s been through with his parents and even after that. and its about him allowing himself to love unashamedly and without fear of people abandoning him, and not like letting that fear stop him from loving. and like yeah im gonna touch on buddie here bc like, it’s like after all this shit, everything that the two of them have been through, it’s like, that line is like him letting himself feel that for eddie, whatever it is. because for so long he’s not let himself get that connection after abby because she hurt him like that and he’s not let himself have this connection with eddie out of fear that it’s not going to be reciprocated or tat he’s a terrible person for falling in love with his best friend or some shit but it’s like- that line is like him allowing himself to feel that, and like that just being okay? like he’s finally getting to accept that he’s fallen in love with this increibleman and his incredible son and the life that he’s built with them, and like it’s about buck falling in love with that life and trusting that it’s not going to disappear from under his feet. and that takes buck a lot of courage because he’s only ever had people that left. and so he’s finally letting his heart feel , and letting his heart guide him, because he deserves it. 

and like even out of a buddie context, with the rest of the 118, it still applies. this shit about letting his heart feel what it feels, it’s like- letting himself believe that this life is something that he can have, that he can settle into, that he can keep. it’s like- he can love these people, and not have to see them leave. and that’s a revolutionary thing for buck, but it’s so freeing. 

and leave my greatest failures on display  with an asterisk  worthy of love anyway

holy fuck this is like, my favourite lyric ever okay but again it’s this idea that he has to work to be loved. he has to fight for attention and for appreciation and for love and like this lyric, it’s about him being able to move on from that and realise that he’s worthy of love at his rawest, without all this work and putting himself at risk. and sure im going back on my buddie bullshit for this but like- it’s eddie that makes him realise this. sure it’s the influence of the whole 118 and maddie and shit but it’s eddie most of all. eddie, who has dealt with his bullshit first hand (the whole jealousy thing in 2x01) and come through it by his side, still wanting to be his friend. eddie, who appreciates him and helps him and supports him and trusts him with his son. eddie, who forgives him, even when, yeah, sometimes he doesn’t need forgiving but then it’s eddie that tells him that (the post-tsunami stuff at the end of 3x03) and reassures him that he’s worthy. eddie, who fights by him and for him and desperately, constantly, tries to make him realise he’s so much more than what his parents deem him to be. eddie, who tells him that he doesn’t have to apologise just for existing and expecting the bare minimum of love from his parents (the boxing scene in - i think? - 4x04). eddie, who fights to get back to him. eddie, who trusts him so much with christopher that he’ll change his will for him. eddie, that loves him. right at his rawest, without all that work, with all his greatest failiures on display. because it’s eddie who’s seen most of that shit, and it’s eddie who’s stayed. who’s made him realise he’s worthy of love, anyway. 

...um

thank you for coming to my ted talk listen to three by sleeping at last and tell me that there is at least some sense in this pls im driving myself up the wall istg

[baroquebucky]

jealous!bucky one shot where the reader is an actress/model who has to work with one of her celeb crush

a/n: i can never turn down jealous bucky >:) let me know what you guys think !!

Your alarm rang and you rolled over to turn it off, only to miss it by an inch because of the iron grip you were in. “Buck” you whispered, turning over to face him, having to wiggle to be able to look at him. He grumbled a little, losening his grip slightly. You gave him a soft kiss on his jawline and moved to turn on your alarm once more, as soon as he let go of you.

“Do you even have to go? Can’t you just say I saved the world and they give you a free pass” bucky grumbled, opening his eyes slightly. You smiled at his comment and sat up on the bed, looking down at him. “no I can’t, and as much as I’d love to stay I’m actually really excited for this photoshoot” you smiled, getting off the bed and stretching until a little Yelp left your mouth. You sighed in relief and headed to the restroom, by the time you were out you saw bucky sitting up on the bed, resting against the headboard.

“Is this for the movie with that one guy?” He asked, confused and slightly squirming as you looked at him. “I have many movies with guys buck you have to be more specific” you smiled, planting a kiss on his lips before moving to your closet to change.

“you know the one you really like, Adam Driver” he mumbled, looking down at his hands. You couldn’t help but smile at the fact that he was jealous of your celebrity crush. You nodded and finished slipping on your shirt, slipping out of your shorts and looking for a nice pair of pants for your shirt. “He’s so sweet buck, I really think you should meet him!” You replied, shimmying into your pants and he rolled his eyes.

“what so I can see you drool over him in person? No thanks” he rolled his eyes, scrolling through his phone as an attempt to ignore you. You pouted and walked over to his side of the bed, leaning down and planting a kiss on his cheek. Bucky quickly grabbed you and put you on top of him, holding you in his arms tightly, his metal arm whirring slightly as his heart rate sped up at the thought of another guy flirting with you. Without thinking twice he turned to you, locking your lips together. You were shocked but quickly reciprocated the energy, letting out a small sigh as his hands wandered down your thighs. You pulled away, not wanting to be late.

“You know I love you honey, I’ll be back in a couple hours” smiling at him you gave him one last kiss before you grabbed your keys and hopped in your car, going to your photo shoot. Bucky furrowed his brows as he heard the door close, letting out a sigh.

As you arrived to the building for the photo shoot you smiled at the crew, saying good morning to everyone as you walked to where your makeup would be done. Adam has yet to arrive and you shit a quick message to bucky telling him you had arrived safely. He replied rather quickly, telling you how much he loved you and that he missed you already.

Adam arrived not long after your makeup finished and you smiled at him, making some small talk while everyone got in positions. “How’s the family?” You asked, he smiled at you and pushed his hair back, “they’re good yeah, how uh bucky?” He replied and you replied with a quick good, asking him where he had gotten moose since you had been wanting to surprise him with a dog.

“You know I could actually take you to the shelter, if you want obviously, it’s really nice” he offered as the photographers began to place you guys in your respective spots. “That’d be amazing actually, thanks man” you smiled, giving him a side hug before the photo shoot began.

By the time the shoot had ended the two of you were hungry and decided to go out for lunch on your way to the shelter. Of course with your luck, the two of you got caught trying to not get recognized and soon there were cameras everywhere and fans trying to get both of your attention. The two of you waved through the crowd and into Adams car, driving off in the direction of the shelter.

“Oh my god that was horrible, we just wanted a fucking sandwich” you groaned causing Adam to laugh. “Yeah that’s the worst part of it but it’s a package deal” he replied smiling softly. The two of you were nothing more than best friends, of course he knew he was your celebrity crush but after you met bucky no one else really mattered to you.

Once the two of you arrived at the shelter you thanked Adam for driving you, he offered to stay but you rejected it. “Go ahead and enjoy your family, we don’t always get short days like these” you smiled at him, he gave you a small hug before saying goodbye and driving off.

While you met numerous dogs and wanted to take them all, you wondered if bucky would like any of them. You knew he could get drained easily but he loved animals, he would always smile and ask to pet other peoples dogs. Was surprising him with one even a good idea?

Your train of thought was interrupted when you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket. You saw it was bucky and quickly excused yourself so that he wouldn’t hear the barking dogs.

“hey baby what’s up?” You asked, a smile on your face. “Don’t ‘what’s up’ me, where are you?” He spoke, his tone was cold and you felt a shiver go down your spine. “I can’t tell you” you replied, your palms sweating, what the hell were you gonna say? “Are you with him?” His voice was deeper now. “Y/N i sweat to god im gonna fucking beat the shit out of him if he even lays a finger on you” you heard rustling in the background and the sound of keys jingling. “Buck what? No why are you so mad?” You questioned, confused as to why he was suddenly about to strangle your favorite actor.

“Have you not seen any social media? The two of you were on a fucking date were you not” Bucky stopped in his tracks when you started laughing on the other line. “oh baby, i would do anything to see you right now” you sighed, a small smile on your face. “No angel, he was helping me out with something for you and we got hungry so we tried to get some lunch but before we could get anything there was paparazzi everywhere.”

Bucky stayed quiet, cursing himself for getting so worked up over nothing. He felt guilty for not trusting you, of course you wouldn’t do that to him. “Buck?” You spoke, bringing him out of his own thoughts. “I’m sorry doll face, i guess i just started over thinking because he’s always been your celebrity crush and I thought what if he asked you out and you left me because-” you cut him off before he could finish.

“James! I’m going home right now you better believe I’m going to smuther you with love, see you in like 20 minutes” you spoke, a smile on your face. “I can go pick you up if you wan-”

“NO! I mean, no I’m okay, i love you” you rushed out, ordering a ride from your phone, deciding to hold off on putting any four legged pals on hold for the two of you. When you arrived to your shared apartment you didn’t even think of trying to dust off the copious amount of dog hair on your pants, you rushed in, ready to question your favorite super soldier.

“Buck? Where’d you go?” You asked, slipping your shoes off and setting your keys in the small bowl the two of you had made together. As you lifted your eyes from the little bowl you saw bucky emerging from the living room. You smiled at him and threw yourself into his arms. He held you tightly and let out a shaky breath into your neck.

“‘M sorry doll” he whispered, you pulled away from the hug, looking at the tall man softly. “Don’t apologize, it’s okay baby” you whispered, taking his hand and leading him to the couch where the two of you sat down, he put his head on your chest and you played with some of his now short hair.

The two of you stayed like that, he just needed you to be there for him. You didn’t mind though, sitting with your favorite boy in the world on top of you was the only thing you wanted. Then he asked you the one question you dreaded.

“is this- are you covered in dog hair?” Bucky quickly got up from his position and plucked a hair from your pants. You looked at him, your mouth opening but nothing coming out, oh god. “I- see there was a dog! By the street?” You but your lip and groaning loudly.

“Doll?” Bucky asked you, a smile playing upon his lips as you looked at him, a smile breaking onto your face. “I went to the shelter, i was gonna surprise you with a dog but then I didn’t know what kind dog you’d want, or if you’d even want a dog and then you called all upset and so i just left and-” you cut yourself off, looking at your boyfriend.

He was looking at you with a small smile, adoration and love filling his eyes, the sight made you blush as you looked at him. “What?” You asked him, he only leaned over and gave you a gentle kiss on your lips. You pulled a way, pink dusting your cheeks.

“Let’s go find a new member for this family yeah?” He smiled, leaning in to kiss you once again. You smiled into the kiss, when you pulled away you grabbed him by the hand, slipped your shoes on and practically ran out the door, barely realizing halfway to the car that you didn’t get the keys. Bucky quickly tossed them your way, he shook his head at you teasingly and you quickly rolled your eyes, unlocking the car and the two of you slipped in.

“I think you’re gonna love this one boy named Ace, he’s a sweetheart and loves giving kisses, god knows i can’t give you as many kisses as you’d want” you laughed, giddy as the two of you drive towards the shelter. Bucky was nervous, a good nervous.

This was a new chapter for the two of you, a step in the right direction for the soon to be Barnes family. His mind quickly flashed to the velvet box he had hidden at the back of his closet.

“Honey? Are you even listening?” You laughed at the now dazed man next to you. He turned to you and smiled, “of course i am, so Ace huh?” He smiled, taking in every one of your features, his heart swelling with love. He had so much love to give you, he couldn’t wait to be able to share that love with a furry friend.

[unexpectedcronchiness]

Pt 7 i think we’re at im just vomiting ideas heck yeah more wolfstar

Based on a text “ sirius is put in an arranged marriage with a pureblood witch or it can be muggle au but with a female (he's gay in this) and remus is the wedding planner “

no warnings on this one either it just fluffy

arranged marriage, who even thought of shit like that? still it wasn't remus' place to question. He walked into the room, prepared to give his "Ok so theme ideas, what do you like, what actually looks good" speech but he stops dead in his tracks

first off, theres a man alone here

usually both partners are together

and secondly hes absolutely gorgeous

this was going to be problematic, remus rarely thought anyone was attractive, but when he did, he fell hard

the man noticed him and stood up, and held out his hand

"sirius orion black, i see you have the, ah, pleasure, of working with my family on getting the union from hell organized"

remus couldn't help it, he laughed

he'd seen arranged marriage cases before, but legally he wasn't allowed to do anything, trust me, he checked

but never were people so blatantly outright in their discomfort or annoyance

honestly it was refreshing

laughing was unprofessional and he was being paid a hefty amount of money to make something tasteful yet elegant, so he steeled his face and started his speech

-----

days passed and he found himself spending more time than necessary with sirius

he couldn't help it

at first he was just curious but then it was something more, it was intense and new. Sirius was funny, charming, kind, witty and so much more

yet there was something subtle, something dark shadowing his features

something that remus couldn't help but be pulled to

he had his own secrets of course, being a werewolf was hard enough, but then managing the top wedding planner office in the wizarding world and trying to keep it all a secret was unbearable

yet he loved it

he loved secrets and the way they kept you warm, the way you were allowed to be possessive and cautious and no one thought any less of you because everyone has secrets. It's universal and completely personal at the same time

so he held onto his newfound secret that he was undeniably genuinely attracted to this sirius orion black.

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" i was thinking for the flowers maybe something like an acacia blossom" acacia blossoms meant concealed love, amoungst other things, but concealed love was what he was going for but it's not like he would know what it meant

yet the way sirius looked at him after he said it unsettled him

his mouth agape, eyes wide in realisation

then he said "i rather like ambrosia" shit. Ambrosia, your love is reciprocated.

shit shit shit

what was he doing flower flirting with the heir to the blacks, one of the wealthiest pureblood families in the wizarding world

and ya know, that thing how he was going to GET MARRIED And remus was supposed to be helping him

"hmm maybe white lilies" it's heavenly to be with you but, "but, you'll probably like stephanotis better" stephanotis, happiness in marriage

sirius laughed

"do i look like i'd enjoy stephanotis better? besides, women aren't really my type. How about sterling silver roses?" Love at first sight, oh merlin

Remus couldn't resist

"so what is your type then"

sirius grinned cheekily

Dr.Remelems-the fluff monsterToday at 7:47 AM

"hmm, well let's see, men for starters, in case you didn't get my extreme subtlety. Camelia" you're a flame in my heart, shit he was good

he continued

"gold eyes, dirty blond hair, that shimmers in the sunlight, incredibly sexy scars, a nice sense of humor, an understanding of flowers is also deeply important, Carnation" My heart aches for you, admiration. Oh merlin he was in deep

"don't know where you'd find a guy like that he seems impossible, and aren't you supposed to be getting married. Gardenia, white heathers" You're lovely, secret love and wishes could come true, protection

remus hoped it conveyed everything he was willing to risk for this man

he would willingly risk an affair, he would protect this man, give him everything no matter what and he'd only known him for a month

sirius, as remus learned had absolutely no control of his emotions on his face, but at least he knew that he knew what it meant

sirius feigned casualness

"let me one up you, orange blossom, peony.... stehphanotis but with viscaria?" eternal love, marriage, happy marriage, happiness in marriage but when combined with viscaria, will you dance with me, did he, was he understanding this right

unable to play games any longer remus choked out

"did- did you just propose to me in flowers?"

sirius looked bashful

"well i mean uh yeah, but uh I'd need your help in getting out of this current uh, marriage thing if you wanted to do this i know thats not a yes but it would be difficult and i just-"

Remus cut him off

"jesus merlin and morgana yes."

"i do" he said solemnly

sirius looked happier than remus had ever seen him, no shadows, no undertones

"ok so i don't know how to get out of this current ya know marriage thing, i haven't made an unbreakable vow or anything, well yet at least and-"

"Sirius you brilliant man you, you've given me an idea"

----------

It was the day of the wedding. Sirius was standing at the alter, whatser name getting ready in one of the back rooms. The flowers they had chosen, spider flowers (elope with me, sirius and remus both thought it was funny) and remus was ready, in a suit that was probably more decorative than a wedding planner needed, but little did they know, he was probably underdressed

it was his wedding day after all

Remus went over to sirius, walking intentionally down the aisle as he did. It was on purpose yes, but everyone else didn't look twice as the ceremony had yet to start. silently, he gripped his wand and cued the music.

everyone turned to face remus in shock, sirius beamed, as a man should look on his wedding day. Cries of rage came from the black family as it clicked what was happening.

walburga black began to leap up, brandishing her wand but was stopped by an invisible force keeping her to the chair, and the chair to the floor. or ya know, a sticking charm

they'd figure out how to get it off eventually and he only needed a little bit of time anyways

being a wedding planner had perks

he reached the altar and grabbed sirius' hands.

The clergyman looked shook, but also suddenly understood the vague wording in his contract, shrugged, and went on with it

if remus was being honest, he didn't remember much of what the clergyman said, he didn't remember the cries of outrage from the black family

what he did remember was the look in sirius' eyes, the smile that was so large it threatened to come off his face, the tight, nervous grip of his hands

remus remembered that most of all

remus remembered hearing sirius say i do, tears in the old saps eyes, and then he remembered hearing it from himself

screams of protest and indignation sounded like music to his ears but then suddenly he heard clapping and cheers

he turned around in shock and saw that whatserface was in the aisle, in jeans and a hoodie, leading her family in appluase

*applause

as would later be explained to the black family. Remus had not taken an unbreakable vow to marry or love sirius for ever. neither of them could promise that. but what had happened however was meridith (as he learned her name was) and sirius had made an unbreakable vow to never marry eachother

turns out meredith was undeniably gay and had a girlfriend 

and so in the confusion they were wed, and the blacks could do nothing of it, for worries of risk admitting they were beanboozled by a their heir and his husband, or worse that they had made the worst match in all of pureblood history with two incredible gay queens.

yet something gnawed at remus

one day,  a year later, he went up to sirius

it was time, the secret didn't feel as warm and personal anymore

instead it felt dirty and aggressive, mean, harmful

he walked up to sirius

shit he was not crying, he was not crying but he started to speak

"i-i think it's time-time for you to know- and- and i just want- i just want to say to you, i love you so much, more than anything and imsosorry and"

"honey whats the matter, is this about your uh, 'furry little problem"

remus blinked

what

the heck

sirius couldn't help but chuckle

"darling you're hardly inconspicuous, ive known since we were 'dating"

remus couldn't help it, he bawled

sirius pulled him into his arms, tenderly holding him

"hey, hey, hey shh, hey, single full bloom roses, pink rose, rose leaf" i love you, i still love you, perfect happiness, please believe me, you may hope. Remus translated these automatically and allowed himself to finally feel content

THE END

-bonus- after the whole debacle purebloods thought twice about arranged marriages and let their kids be for a while, and so meredith took advantage of this and her girlfriend and her got married, (remus was the planner, they had all turned out to be quite good friends)

[indialadina]

After Party

Retsuko, Haida and all from accounting went to an office party. It was the end of the trimester and all work was completed in time. In fact, they were celebrating because it was the first time in years, they had such an uneventful period: all transactions matched the books and not a single file was missing.

Haida, Retsuko and Fenneko were sitting together. Booze and delicious snacks kept coming and the conversation was fluid and full of laughter. Retsuko and Haida were almost past the awkwardness of Haida’s confession from last year. It has been a long ride for both of them. Haida didn’t want to give up just yet, but he didn’t know exactly how to start again that conversation.

Retsuko was very confused lately. She turned down Haida’s feelings and was sure she did the right thing. But nowadays she was feeling very restless around him even though there wasn’t a reason to do so. Haida was very respectful of her decision, he was careful not to bring the subject anymore. Also, he was still a good friend, Retsuko knew that at first was difficult, but after a while everything went back to normal. And that was starting to annoy her a little bit even if she didn’t know why.

It was almost 2 in the morning. Retsuko was feeling drunk, but she was having a good time. Fenneko and Haida too, they were singing karaoke together and pouring each other drinks. They had this amazing friendship… she knew that even though Fenneko and Haida weren’t in love or anything, they were there for each other and trust each other in a way Retsuko and Haida could never be. She was feeling a little lonely but most of all… jealous.

Retsuko stood up, a little too sudden. Fenneko and Haida noticed immediately.

Fenneko: Naa, Retsuko? Are you feeling ok?

Retsuko: Hi, hi. Don’t worry I’m just… I just want to go to the restroom.

Fenneko: Want me tagging along?

Retsuko: No, no. That’s okey. I can do it myself. I’ll be right back.

Retsuko disappeared behind the shoji. Her walking was clearly of a drunk person. She even apologized to Komiya when she stepped on his tail.

Haida was worried about her. His face said more than he wanted to. But he was afraid. Maybe Retsuko would feel uncomfortable if he helps her, or maybe he could no longer keep his feelings to himself in his drunken state.  

Fenneko: How troublesome you are! Go help Retsuko.

Haida: Ah! – his thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Fenneko. He tried to fake a smile and invent an excuse- what are…

Fenneko: Don’t lie to me Haida, you suck at it anyway. Retsuko is drunk and vulnerable. You should help her. It doesn’t mean something bad will happen. Just… be there.

“Fenneko was right” Haida thought. He was still in love with her, but that doesn’t mean that Retsuko wasn’t her friend too and he was worried something bad happen to her. He decided to wait for her outside the restroom. Make sure she was ok and return to the party.

Retsuko was inside the restroom. She was feeling more drunk than before. But she decided to stay there a little longer before going out. Seeing Haida and Fenneko together made her feel uncomfortable. But more than that… it made her a little sad. Something was pressuring her heart and she suddenly felt that she wanted to go home. She decided to check her cellphone. She saw a message from Fenneko but, decided to ignore her. She looked for photos of Haida. It was weird. She couldn’t find any recent photos with him, but his image was clear in her head. She suddenly remembered his kind green eyes, his crooked laugh and his thin and tall body. And after a while of looking for a photo she just stopped and closed her eyes. Haida was clear on her mind, every detail of him every spot on his face or his white hands. And a warm familiar feeling came to her heart.

When Retsuko opened her eyes, she felt like hours had passed. She decided to go outside. Maybe people will start to get worried and if she wanted to go home, she could do it right now.

Retsuko step outside the restroom. She was feeling a little less drunk, but her feelings were a mess. She wanted to get out of there but then… she saw him.

Haida was waiting for Retsuko outside. He was leaning in the wall with his eyes closed, just trying to keep it together. Maybe he was more drunk than he imagined. He thought: “Just make sure Restuko is okey, get back to the party together and then say goodbye”.

Retsuko saw Haida first. Her heart started to beat so loud. Her face was red, but not only because of the booze, she was clearly flustered. Haida opened his eyes a bit after. He saw Retsuko and smiled gently.

Haida: Hey, Retsuko? How are you feeling?  Do you want to go back?

Haida then noticed something… Retsuko was very nervous. Her eyes avoided him, and her face was red. He wasn’t sure what to believe, he was also drunk after all, maybe it was a misunderstanding. He saw Retsuko getting closer to him. Haida didn’t move at all. He was nervous but just couldn’t say anything.

Finally, Retsuko put herself in front of him and looked Haida in the eyes. She knew she was drunk, but at the same time the other feelings were so real. She was jealous about Fenneko back there, she was feeling warm and fuzzy when looking at Haida. She took a step closer to him and touched his face.

Haida was having trouble to keep it together. He felt his heart was going to explode after Retsuko touched his face. He thought: “Maybe I should stand up, or maybe I should light the mood…”. But then it suddenly hit him. There was no doubt in his mind…Retsuko was looking at him like she was about to…

Haida: Re- Retsuko? Are you sure? You’re drunk…

Retsuko was startled a little by Haida’s question. She just wanted some time to figure things out, but it was no longer possible. She liked him… She wanted to kiss him and Haida knew. But he wasn’t pulling away or stopping her. He wanted it too. Haida put his hands around her waist, Retsuko felt a jolt through her body, she closed her eyes, she reached Haida’s face with hers.

Retsuko whispered: Yes…

Retsuko nervously kissed him and Haida reciprocated. It was a gentle kiss… Haida firmly kept his hands around her waist. He was lost in their first kiss. It wasn’t how he thought would happen… but it felt better than he had imagined. Retsuko lips were sweet and small. He felt real happiness after a long time of keeping his feelings at bay. He was relieved, but also anxious. How long would it last?  

Retsuko was feeling dizzy. Her heartbeat was violent, she heard his too. Their lips were intertwined. Her head was spinning in a million of thoughts. Haida’s scent was comforting. She kissed scared at first, but then she felt something growing inside of her, like a little rush. She was sway away by the feeling.

Haida was almost possessed. He kissed Retsuko’s lips, over and over. He smiled a little and kissed her cheeks, too. His eyes were shut, but he no longer needed to pick and see her. His senses were taking all of Retsuko.

Retsuko was happy but curious too… She has never been in such a kiss before, with a guy she really liked, and it was a little too overwhelming. It was a very weird feeling, but she wanted to lick Haida’s lips… just a little. So, she opened her mouth and did it.

Haida was taken by surprise. He was no longer in control of himself. He stood up, cornered Retsuko swiftly to the wall in front of him and lifted her up on the little table in the hall. Retsuko’s saw Haida standing in front of her, almost his same height. He took Retsuko’s face in his hands and kissed her, but this time, passionately.

Retsuko no longer cared if someone saw them, their drunken state, or their complicated relationship. She  was keeping his pace. She could no longer breath, nor she cared. She wanted to embrace the feeling and pulled Haida closer.

After what seemed like an eternity, Haida knew he needed to stop it, right now. This was no longer an awkward little kiss they could ignore. They needed to talk right now and he could ruin everything by letting his passion take the better of him. He broke their long kiss, almost breathless and with his lips hurting. Their feelings were a mess.

Haida: Wanna get out of here…?

Retsuko nodded in response.

END PART 1

If you want to check the fanart go here: http://faylink.tumblr.com/post/181678173967/aggretsuko-fanart-because-im-a-trash-for-them-3

Thank you so much for reading!

[jeonginnied]

a lot to process

requested

tagged fluff, enemies to lovers!au, profanity

pairing seo changbin x reader

mini note hhhhh this turned out a LOT longer than i thought it was gonna be but sjsjsjs whatever, also im sorry that changbin doesn’t appear until about halfway through (and yes i know, he would never act like this, it’s a story, we all know changbin is a sweetheart irl.)

“hey, y/n, mr. seo told me to tell you that you’re gonna be working late again.”

in an instant, your head shoots up as your eyes widen and stare up at chan, who’s a co-worker of yours. “you’re kidding me.” you respond immediately, not even the slightest look of emotion on your face. chan shakes his head with a look of sadness. “i’m so sorry, really—y/n, you really shouldn’t even have to do this,” the curly haired co-worker of yours says, and you move to respond when another voice beats you to i. “i agree.” the person says, and as you listen to them you immediately realize that it’s woojin.

“i seriously have no idea why changbi—i mean, mr. seo, overworks you so much. it’s not like you’ve ever called in late before, or showed up late. i mean, hell, i get that your his assistant and technically he’s supposed to be allowed to boss you around and stuff, but this is getting bad. you’ve worked like 45 hours this week, and we’re only like three-fourths of the way in.”

you nod in agreement before letting a sigh fall from your mouth. “i know this is bullshit, but it’s not like i can do anything, y’know? as annoying as it may be working here, this job pays really well, so.” you explain sadly, staring to the ground as you lightly kick your feet at the air. “maybe you can.. maybe you can do something about it..” chan says slowly, and both you and woojin stare at him with confused eyes. “i mean, you’re like the only person allowed in mr. seo’s office without being called up there, and.. i don’t know, it might be a crazy idea, but you could go up there and try to talk to him, i guess?”

chan barely finishes speaking his words before you’re already immediately shaking your head in disagreement. “i can’t. trust me, i’ve tried that before, but all i got in response was an order to go get him a coffee and an, ‘i’ll think about it,’ so i doubt there’s a chance.” you explain, and both of the boys frown. “and i was even nice when i did it! that was the sweetest i’ve ever been towards anyone ever, and mr. seo still didn’t listen! god, i really don’t understand what that man wants from me, seriously.”

it goes quiet between the three of you, before woojin suddenly hums, confusing both you and chan. the both of you look over to the oldest of you three, seeing that he’s got his eyes focused onto the ground, as he (for some reason) does whenever he’s thinking about something. “what if.. what if that’s the problem?” woojin suggests after a moment of the two of you watching him in total silence, and you raise an eyebrow at his words. “what do you mean by that?” chan nods to what you said, showing that he’s wondering the same exact thing.

“what if you were too nice last time? i mean, sure, i guess i could be wrong, but i highly doubt it, i mean i’m the kim woojin, i’m never—��� chan quickly cuts him off, rolling his eyes. “just get to the point already, hyung,” he tells the older boy, who only sticks his tongue out childishly before continuing. “what i meant was, i think you should try talking to him again, but this time more.. firmly. i mean, i don’t know for sure that it’ll work, but have you ever noticed mr. seo during meetings? he never agrees with people until they actually stand up against him and their serious.”

you look over to chan, who shrugs slightly and tilts his head. “i mean... woojin does have a good point. it’s worth a shot to try, right?” the australian inquires, and you nod slowly after a moment. “i guess you guys are right. i’ll go try this, but i swear to god, kim woojin, if i lose my job because of this, you’re finding me another one.” woojin smiles and nods that he will. “and..” you continue, “you have to do my laundry for the next month, too,” as those words fall from your mouth, the eldest’s eyes widen in surprise. you can hear him start to disagree and beg not to have to do so, but you’re already walking away by that time.

of course, this is the one time that your elevator ride to the floor above seems to pass by quite fast. truth be told, you had hoped that maybe the entire lift would suddenly get stuck and you wouldn’t have to do this. sadly enough, though, that doesn’t happen, and now you’re on your way to your boss’ office now. once you reach mr. seo’s office door, you stare at the door worriedly. the thought of just going back downstairs and backing down from this crosses your mind as your phone suddenly buzzes in your pocket. it’s a text.

chan [4.28 PM] stop thinking about backing out!! you’ve got this, y/n

you [4.28 PM] pfft. i wasnt thinking about backing out

chan [4.29 PM] suuuuure...

you [4.29 PM] oh sHUT UP i’m going in now

chan [4.30 PM] THATS MY GIRL!!! go get ‘em, tiger!!

you turn off your phone with a slight smile. as oddly weird chan was at times, he sure was good about cheering you up and just helping you out in general. had it not been for him, you probably would’ve backed down and just made an excuse for why you didn’t go through with everything. (not that chan or woojin would’ve believed you anyway—you really weren’t the best liar, as you can oh so obviously tell from the texts above)

taking a deep breath, your hand reaches up in a fist position, knocking on the door softly. you hear a rough voice mumble something along the lines of ‘come in’ and ‘what do you want,’ so you take whatever he’s said as a reason to twist the doorknob and walk inside of the office. it’s all white, as usual, aside from your boss himself, who wears an all black outfit.

“mr. seo.. i, um, i wanted to talk to you about something.” you start quietly, and your boss barely even lifts his head to glance at you before he goes back to staring at his papers and working. “sure, whatever, but make it quick. i have to get these papers finished and to an office across town by five thirty—which, by the way, you’ll be doing the transportation partition i just mentioned—so really, you’ll be the judge of how long this takes, y/n.”

you start to nod obediently before remembering what woojin had said to you just minutes before. this was getting bad, and you were ready to put a stop to everything. “no.” you say quietly, looking at your boss seriously. he slowly looks up to you, raising an eyebrow. “what do you mean, ‘no’? you don’t say no to me, i’m your boss!” you scoff. “sure, maybe you are, mr. seo, but, no offense—actually, no, huge offense—you treat me like absolute shit.

“every single day i come here so early in the morning, yet i’m still leaving here last, and you know why that is? because every day, you’re always telling me i have to work overtime, and you know, i’m so sick of it. sure, maybe i don’t live with anyone, but i still have a life, mr. seo! i don’t wanna be here from eight am to nearly eleven at night, okay? i’ve even tried coming to you about this before, too, and you know what you said? you told me that you would ‘think about it’ and then you immediately ordered me to get you a coffee. i’m sorry if this offends you, mr. seo, but i’m so done, i can’t take this kind of treatment anymore.”

you realize that your eyes have been looking everywhere this entire time, and that’s why you don’t realize when your boss is in front of you until he’s suddenly kissing you—wait, what?! you’re right. he is kissing you, but why? didn’t he like, hate you?

after a moment he pulls away, face still being softly held in his grasp. “i’m sorry. god, i’m so fucking sorry, y/n, oh my god. i didn’t even realize that i had been treating you like shit until now, and just—i’m sorry.” he apologizes, and you look into his eyes to see whether or not he’s serious. “and as for why i always have you work overtime.. i really like you, y/n. i know it seems childish or whatever that i would keep you here for personally reasons, and trust me, it is, but i just. i never really get to talk to you, and i guess i just got so caught up in work that i didn’t realize i was hurting you until now. shit, i’m so fucking sorry, y/n. a-and, i completely understand if you hate me now.”

you sit there in shock. your boss... the same boss who’s treated you like shit for about a year now, the same boss who constantly gives you overtime for no reason whatsoever, the same boss who never seems to listen to you.. likes you?

“this.. this is a lot to process.” you speak up after a while, and mr. seo just nods slowly. “i get it, really. and i’m serious, i get it if you hate me now, i mean.. i sure would.” he says, and you shake your head immediately. “i don’t hate you. i mean, i don’t exactly reciprocate your feelings as of now, but i don’t hate you. you’re human, mr. seo, we all make mistakes.” you explain. “but, if you’d like, i’m willing to get to know you better.. over dinner sometime, perhaps?”

he agrees instantly with a happy smile on his face. “y-yes! i mean, um, sure, let’s do it!” your boss attempts to hide his excitement, brutally failing at doing so as his smile grows even larger. “also, y/n? you can call me, changbin, you know. i actually prefer it, really. but only with you, and if you’d like,” you nod, smiling a bit. “of course.. changbin,”

needless to say, woojin’s idea definitely worked better than any of you had thought it would. (then again, though, it is kind of a bummer that you now have to do all of your laundry still.)

[buckyspetpsychopath]

Tell me you love me

Words: 5277 Daniel Seavey x reader Why Don’t We Italics is a memory

As soon as Daniels mum let him start dating at the end of Idol he had asked me on a date, we had been best friends since we were little so it was a shock but of course I reciprocated the feelings because hes the sweetest guy ever and i mean come on, he’s hot… The biggest shock was when we were 17 he decided to move to LA to start a band with some friends. 

“Hey babe you still coming over tonight?” Daniel asks through the phone.  “Yeah, I’m about to leave I’ll see you soon” I reply. We say our goodbyes and i hop in my car driving over to Daniels house. We were having a movie night. Over the phone Dani sounded quite nervous which makes me nervous as I don’t know why. I arrive at Daniels house and collect the bag of junk food I have before walking up the driveway. Before I can knock the door flies open and Daniels arms are wrapped around me. I gasp from the impact but wrap my arms around him to, pushing him back a little so we walk into the house. The door closes behind us and Keri comes out of the kitchen. She looks at me sadly Nd comes to give me a hug. 

“I’ve ordered you guys a pizza, stay as long as you want y/n” she smiles sadly rubbing my arm. I furrow my eyebrows but I see Daniel glaring at her. Her eyes widen and she takes him into another room. “Daniel James don’t you dare walk away from me” she grits when they emerge from the living room. I’d been in Daniels house a thousand times but I feel like a stranger standing awkwardly at the bottom of the stairs. “Mum just leave it, I’m going to sort it” he huffs grabbing my hand pulling me upstairs. When we get in his room he quickly pushes his lips to mine, I melt into him forgetting about everything that has just happened. He eventually pulls away breathing heavily, my hands are gripping the collar of his t-shirt tightly and his head is ducked. I take a moment to look around his room. 

For weeks I had noticed little things going missing but the room was practically empty. “Dani what’s going on?” I whisper making eye contact with him. He sighs and picks me up, laying me back on the bed dropping his head into my chest. “I’ve been avoiding telling you for weeks and I know your gonna be mad but please don’t shout at me” he whispers squeezing himself closer to me. He sounds like a little boy and my heart hurts hearing him in so much pain. I furrow my eyebrows when he asks me not to shout, we’d never really fought before and we were pretty chill about things so we never shouted. “Baby what’s wrong?” I frown getting really worried. “I’m moving to LA” he mumbles. “What” I choke out. He lifts his head to see the little trickles of tears skiing down my cheeks. “Baby no please don’t cry, this is why I didn’t tell you!” He panics wiping my tears, now sitting up. “When are you going? Why are you going?” I sigh. “Next Friday, and im starting a band” he replies twiddling his thumbs. My eyes widen and I jump off his bed backing away from him. His eyes flash hurt and he tries to move closer to him. “You’ve known about this for weeks and you didn’t tell me!” I say, my voice raising slightly. “What did you expect me to do? It’s no different, I couldn’t stand putting you through that” he huffs. “You’re putting me through it right now, if I had known I could have-” I pause trying to think.“ You could have what? There’s nothing you could have done to change my mind, why aren’t you happy for me” he yells desperately. “I am happy for you, this is all you’ve ever wanted. Music makes you happy and I know your going to make it big but I think it’s something we should have discussed. I could have come with you! Are you breaking up with me?” I yell back but as i go on my voice cracks and I start sobbing. I let him wrap his arms around me. “No. Princess, you make me even happier than music, I never want to leave you. But this is just something I got to do” he whispers. We fall to the floor sobbing in each others arms. 

There’s a knock at the door and Daniels mum comes in setting a pizza on Daniels bed. “Come on you two, get some food down you” she says holding her hands out to us. “I’m just going to go the toilet” I announce and they nod. I break down in his bathroom again letting it all out as quietly as I can. I press my forehead against the door for stability but I can hear Daniel and his mum talking. “I told you to tell her weeks ago. I’m really disappointed Daniel, you’ve absolutely broken her heart. Before she was your girlfriend you guys were best friends, you’ve always been together. You need to fix this. Now” she scolds. I wipe my eyes and don’t bother to make it seem like I hadn’t been crying because I was already crying before I came in here. I flush the toilet to make it seem like i went and emerge from the bathroom. Keri stands up and leaves shooting me another sad look. I see Daniel wipe away his tears and sigh, crawling up his bed into his lap. “I don’t like fighting with you” I mumble tracing shapes on his bicep. “Me either, can we agree not to fight again?” He asks and I nod. 

That night we finished our food and I ended up staying at Daniels house. I spent every waking moment up until he left, with him and goodbyes at the airport were extremely hard. “tell me you love me” I whisper with my arms around Daniels neck, standing on my tiptoes so our lips are inches apart.  “I love you, so much” he whispers nudging his nose into mine. I smile a little.  “I love you” I stutter out quietly. 

Our next notable argument was about the fact that he hadn’t called me. Now at first glance, it seems pathetic to get worked up about it but I had an awful day and we had slowly been talking less the weeks previous to that. 

“gold digger” “she’s only still with him because he’s gonna be famous” “you gonna run and tell your little boyband boyfriend that you have no friends?” “he’s only with you because he feels sorry for you, when he realises there are hundreds of prettier, skinnier, better girls. He’s gonna leave you” I hear them all say repeating in my head. I finally make it home and collapse on my bed. I look at the time and realise it was time for Daniel to call me. I wait around for a while and there’s no call so I decide to get in the bath. I’m relaxing when suddenly my ringtone goes off. I sigh and lean over to answer it. 

“hello?” I say.  “hey babe, its me” Daniel says and I sigh.  “why didn’t you call me when we agreed to?” I ask.  “I was busy.” he replies snarkily.  “seems like that’s all you say lately. Sorry babe I couldn’t call I was busy, sorry I didn’t text you before I was busy. I was busy before so I couldn’t face time” I round off.  “Are we seriously arguing about this? Its my job… Why are you being so annoying” He huffs and I gasp.  “Well if I’m so annoying I’ll hang up, save you the effort of doing so. I’m just trying to keep this relationship together but its hard considering you dont care and you put less than half the effort into it. I had a really awful day and I was excited to talk to you, since you don’t give a fuck I’ll just go” I rant and hang up the phone. He tries to call me back and I ignore it, throwing my phone on the ground and lay back in the back. I eventually get out and get dressed in my comfiest pj’s. After a while there’s a knock at the door. 

“come in” I call out.  “hey honey.” my mum says coming in. “so you had a fight with Daniel huh?” she hums. I turn to her confused. “when you wouldn’t answer his calls he got nervous so he called me. I explained to him what’s been going on. You should have just told him, and you should call him. He’s worried” she explains then pecks my forehead leaving again. I think for a moment and decide to just do it. 

“hello?” he answers.  “hey” I say quietly. “are you too busy to talk?” I ask biting my lip. I hear him sigh.  “that wasn’t a dig at you, genuinely. I get that its your job Dani, but it hurts when I feel as if you don’t care about me anymore. I mean whatever my mum told you…” I trail off.  “You should have told me what was going on, baby, seriously listen to me right now. There is nobody on this earth that I could want more than you, I’m not going to find someone else, I promise. Tell me you love me.” he whispers.  “Dani I-”  “please” he chokes out.  “I love you Daniel” I mutter letting a tear fall.  “And I love you, with all my heart. Please just trust me” he pleads.  “Dani I do trust you. I just feel like you’ll get bored of me, or lonely because we’re apart. I can’t afford to visit you, exams are coming up soon and I need to study. Sometimes I wish you hadn’t of gone” I admit feeling selfish.  “I know” he replies. “I don’t mean it in a bad way. I love that you have this opportunity, I just miss you”  “I miss you too. I’ll be home for christmas, then graduation” he informs me and I perk up.  “I’ll be counting down the days” I giggle. 

“Daniel we need to go bro” I hear someone say in the background.  “can you give me a second” he says back.  “Daniel its ok. Go. I’ll speak to you tomorrow” I say..  “Are you sure?” he asks.  “positive” “You’re not mad?”  “Go!” I laugh.  “Fine. Speak to you tomorrow. Night gorgeous”

Graduation came around soon enough and I was ecstatic to see Daniel since by then, I hadn’t seen him since Christmas. He had been moaning for months about how much he missed me in LA so I had arranged everything and as part of his graduation present, I was moving to LA with him. During the time he was away and with the help of Christina i had started YouTube. It grew easier to ignore the girls at school and eventually they gave up. Dont get me wrong I had I had other friends beside Dani and they were all devastated we had graduated, with mostly everyone going to different universities and me moving to LA. I was going to attend school there while I carried on YouTube.

“Hey Dani, can I give you your present now?” I say while both our families were at dinner together to celebrate. He smiles and turns to me. I look at both our parents and they look so excited. I hand him an envelope and his eyebrows furrow, he opens it then starts reading the letter. He takes out my plane ticket and looks back up at me with his mouth dropped. His mum was filming it and he turns to her. “You knew?” He asks raising his eyebrows. “We all did, who do you think helped her pack” Anna laughs. He hadn’t yet made any movement and I get a little worried. “Are you happy?” I mutter scooting closer to him. “Is this actually for real? Are you genuinely coming? It’s not a prank?” He asks dumbfounded. I shake my head and he jumps up pulling me with him hugging me tight. He backs away keeping one arm around my shoulders, his hand resting on the back of my neck. With the other hand he covers his face and starts crying. “Baby don’t cry” I laugh and everyone else does too. I pull him closer and he nuzzles into me. “Sorry I just miss you so much when I’m away and now I get to see you whenever I want” he chokes out pulling me into him connecting our lips. Everyone oohs and people around the restaurant had noticed and started clapping. We grin and when we sit downDaniels arm is firmly wrapped around my waist holding me as close as possible as we eat. 

I fly out a couple days after Daniel to make sure I had everything packed so we say goodbye at the airport and it’s not as emotional as the last few times. “So I’ll see you in two days” I grin. “Yeah” he breathes. “I’ll meet you at the airport. I can’t wait for you to meet the boys in person” he smiles. “Me too, see you later” I hum pecking his lips. He kisses back forcefully and I laugh pulling away. “Go before you miss your flight!”

Two days later and I had just landed at LAX, I had been texting Daniel but he was replying. I had sent most of my stuff ahead of time and the boys had put it in my apartment so I grabbed the small suitcase I had and head out the airport, grabbing an Uber and heading to the boys house instead of my apartment. I bang on the door when I get there. The door swings open and Daniel is standing there in sweatpants and a jumper. His eyes widen and he looks at the time. 

“I’m so sorry” he gasps. “I’ve been at the airport waiting for you for ages.You’re not even dressed” I frown. “I’m sorry, I was writing a new song and I didn't realise what time it was” he explains. “How could you forget? Do you even want me to be here?” I huff. “Oh here we go. Of course I want you here!” “What does that mean?”“You always turn things into a drama, your overreacting.” “I’m overreacting? You forgot about me! I was at the airport alone. You should have been there” I mutter. “Can you just drop it,you’re here now and I don’t want to argue the first day we have in our new life” he sighs and tries to take my hand. I pull away and cross my arms. He lets out a breath. “Come on, be mad at me all you want but I’m gonna drive you over to your apartment,” he says. I accept his offer and it’s completely silent. 

When we get to the apartment I sigh. “I just want to sleep but I need to put my bed up” I complain and Daniel stays silent, and I see a hint of a smile. I ignore it and unlock the door. When I walk in I gasp and take a step back hitting into Daniels’ chest with my hand over my mouth. He laughs and wraps his arms around my shoulders pecking me on the side of my head. He walks into me slightly so we can enter the apartment. “You dick” I cry out and he laughs along with the four other boys standing in front of us with various tools and boxes scattered around them. They had completely decorated my apartment and put mostly everything in the boxes, away.“I purposefully missed picking you up at the airport to surprise you, now you don’t have to worry about unpacking. We’ve done it for you” Daniels smiles as I turn around and pull him down into a kiss. “Woah, that’s so strange seeing Daniel with a girl” Jonah hums and we break apart. The boys and I look at each other for a second before we all run into a group hug. I had spoken to the boys many times over the phone and stuff and we often text back and forth as Daniel gave them my number. “Yo guys, you can’t steal my girlfriend” Daniel calls out and we break away from our hug. I turn to Daniel and he’s pouting. I roll my eyes playfully and stroll over o him. His hands are in his pockets so I wrap my arms around his neck. “Tell me you love me” he whispers, still pouting. I peck his lips and then whisper back that I love him. He smiles and makes a sudden action, picking me up bridal style. “Uhm guys, do you want us to leave?” Zach asks scratching his eyebrow. “No it's fine” I say at the same time Daniel says “yes please”. 

In reply they just smirk and collect their things before leaving. “Thank you!” I shout after them, though I doubt they heard me as Daniel was already walking me to the bedroom. “Are you sure you’re tired?”  “not anymore” I smirk. 

After a couple months of living in LA I had reached one million subscribers and was nearly on my way to 2. The boys and I had gotten extremely close. They’re just like my brother’s. It was a hot day and we decided to take a dip in the pool. 

Jack and I were in the pool playing around when Zach joined us. Eventually all the boys joined us minus Daniel who was sitting on a deck chair. I frown and go over to his side of the pool. “Are you ok? You not coming for a swim?” I ask, he just rolls his eyes and huffs pushing his chair back roughly as he stands up and storms inside. I look at the boys confused and they shrug. I sigh and wrap myself in a towel going to find Daniel. I find him in his bedroom laying on his bed on his phone. “What was all that about?” “It doesn’t matter” “It matters to me” “Go ask one of the boys” he snarls and I realise. “Are you jealous?” I laugh. “ I just wish you wouldn’t flirt with all my friends right in front of me” he shrugs going back to his phone. “What are you even talking about?” I groan. “You basically have no clothes on and you’re all over the boys, you haven’t paid any attention to me all day!” He yells. “Daniel, are you being serious right now? Am I supposed to wear a snowsuit in the pool? And do you honestly believe I would cheat on you, especially with one of the boys? Specifically, do you think any of the boys would do that to you? If you genuinely believe I would do that to you I don’t think you know me at all” I scream. “I love you Dani, so much. Tell me you love me too” I plead. “Of course I love you” he sighs tiredly. “I was just jealous. I know there will be someone more talented than me or more attractive that can scoop you up at any moment and I don’t want to lose you” he admits. “There will never be anyone better than you. Why would you even think like this? do you even realise how talented you are? Dani, you play like 72 instruments and your voice is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. It literally gives me chills. And seriously, can we just talk about how attractive you are? Dani, believe me you’re hot” I smirk walking up to him, laying my hand on his abs as he was still shirtless from laying by the pool. He bites his lip and wraps his arms around me, laying them on my ass. “I’m serious. I dont think I’ve ever saw somebody as attractive as you and I count myself lucky to be with you everyday because theres more of a chance you’re going to get scooped up. As far as I’m concerned you won’t ever lose me” I say and he smiles. He brings our lips together.  “Im sorry” he apologises.  “Its ok” I reply. “I’m sorry for making it seem like I was flirting with the boys, I literally think of them as brothers its kind of gross you’d think that” I snort and he laughs. 

“I hear laughter are you two done fighting?” Jack shouts upstairs.  “Yes” I shout back through my laughter as Daniel had placed his lips to my neck.  “are you smashing again?” Corbyn asks. I blush as Daniel replies with.  “Just give us 20 minutes” 

I start thinking about our arguments as I’m getting ready for an music award show. I had been invited as a youtuber but I was also attending as Daniels girlfriend. 

Someone knocks on the bathroom door as I’m finishing applying my lipstick. I yell that they can come in and before I know it warm arms are wrapped around me. I look in the mirror and grin at Daniel. He starts placing kisses on my exposed shoulder and neck and I close my eyes leaning back against him. 

“You look so beautiful” he whispers. I open my eyes and his smile widens.  “You look really handsome yourself, I’m so lucky” I whisper back admiring his outfit. He tightens his grip on my waist then lets go of me. He backs away and then Zach sticks his head in. “cars here guys” he informs us and we nod following him out the door. We join up with the boys, Logan and Christina who had flown over after receiving her own invitation, so coming to visit Corbyn was just a bonus for her. 

When we arrived at the red carpet we separated from the boys so they could go do their interviews as a band, Logan split off with his team so Christina and I made the executive decision to stick together. We take a couple single shots for the paparazzi then join up together. We head over to one of the interviewers and start chatting. 

“Hello girlies. A little birdy told me you two came with your boyfriends?” she grins and we do too.  “uh yeah, super excited to see them” Christina nods.  “Yeah, you live in New York right? How do you do the long distance thing?”  “Yeah how do you do that?” I laugh. “If I were away from Dani for that long I’d go insane. I’m actually kind of missing him right now” I say and the interviewer nods.  “I think we’re just used to it. We talk all the time on the phone, facetime, texting… and it just makes it extra special when we finally get to see each other again.” Christina smiles and my heart melts.  “Goals” I pout at the camera and she hits me on the arm. “If you want to see couple goals her and Daniel are the cutest” she laughs.  “Oooh yes, Daniel, they’re in the same band aren’t they?” the interviewer asks looking at me for confirmation and I nod. “How did you two meet?”  “Well its going to sound like the cheesiest and most cliche thing ever but we’ve been friends since we were little and then one day we came to the conclusion that we had mutual feelings for one another and we started dating. We’ve been together nearly 3 years now” I explain.  “Wow that’s a long time for a young couple!” she exclaims and I nod.  “Look at her face, she’s so in love” Christina snorts and that moment I feel someone press a kiss to my cheek and turn to see Dani running back over to the boys. I blush even harder than before and they make jokes about it before we talk about youtube briefly before moving on. We eventually finish press and head inside to our seats. The boys are already there and they stand up when they see us. They let us past and we sit down, soon enough the show starts. 

We end up meeting lots of celebrities and a couple fans. At one point Christina and I had shed our heels and were dancing to the music with Taylor Swift and Vanessa Hudgens. The boys recorded the entire thing and at one point we had been filmed for TV and the jumbo screens. When the show ends we head to an after-party at Logan’s house. I assume to stick by Daniel’s side but as soon as we get there he ditches me. I frown as he makes his way over to a couple people who I assume he knows by how he greets them. I look at Corbyn and he had his arms wrapped around Christina introducing her to people. I furrow my eyebrows and head to the kitchen to get a drink. 

I’m alone for a while until I see some youtube friends. They make their way over and I hug them. We end up going for a dance in the living room. After a little while I decide to head outside for a bit of fresh air, nobody else is outside until I feel arms wrap around me and I grin and turn around wrapping my arms around their neck. My eyes widen and I immediately step back. The boy smirks and leans down to my ear. 

“Glad you’re happy to see me, I saw you dancing and couldn’t help myself” he laughs wrapping his arms around my waist. I cringe and try to pull his arms away from me.  “Please leave me alone. I have a boyfriend” I inform him but he just laughs.  “yeah right. Come on we can have some fun” he says leaning down again to kiss my neck. I squirm against him and let a tear drop when he starts reaching under my dress. 

All of a sudden he’s ripped away from me.  “When she says she has a boyfriend, she means it” Daniel growls with the boys behind him. I let out a choked sob and run into Christina’s arms. She wraps her arms around tightly as I cry into her. Daniel looks at me and his eyes flash hurt, before they turn to anger looking back at the boy.  “You’re her boyfriend?” he snorts and Daniels eyes squint.  “Yeah I am”  “unfortunate for you babe” he says looking at me. I let out a little whimper when Daniels fist connects with his face. The boys pull him away.  “Don’t you ever touch MINE or any girl like that again, she asked you to stop you ignorant twat” Daniel shouts but the boys drag him through the house, into the front where we call an uber. While we are waiting Daniel takes me from Christinas arms and wraps his arms around me. We get in the uber and head home. The boys go to the living room to just chill for a second despite it being late and Daniel leads me to the kitchen. 

“I can’t believe I had to save you from some douche” he groans. I frown.   “Why did you leave me tonight?” I whisper. I see Daniel roll his eyes.  “I had stuff I had to do”  “You left me” I huff.  “You’re not a puppy you’re capable of looking after yourself. Well, no actually. Apparently not” he says raising his voice.  “It wasn’t my fault” I whisper. “Its never your fault” he yells and my eyes widen. I realise I’m not going to have a calm conversation with him so I roll my eyes walking into the living room, sitting next to Jonah and starting to remove my heels. “Don’t walk away from me!” Daniel shouts following me into the room. The boys eyes widen but the can’t leave the room so they stay put awkwardly. 

“What am I supposed to do Dani? All you do lately is yell at me. I had no control over what happened tonight, it wasn’t my fault. He came on to me and I tried to make him stop” I huff angrily standing up.  “You shouldn’t have led him on then. I saw you dancing, it wasn’t exactly innocent.”  “Well you weren’t around the whole night.”  “I was catching up with people”  “Corbyn was too, but he brought Christina with him and introduced her, it really feels like you’re embarrassed to be seen with me”  “I’m not��� Daniel frowns. By now we had completely forgotten about the guys watching us.  “Dani we’ve been together 3 years, I think it’s cruel to keep leading me on if you want to be with someone else you’ve got a whole sea of fans to choose from” I sigh.  "I don’t want to pick anyone else, I  want you” He whimpers holding my hand. “Don’t you know you’re it for me. Everything I need is standing in front of me, I don’t know who I am without you I don’t know what I’m living for if I’m living without you” he admits.  “Tell me you love me” I whisper rubbing my hand against his cheek.  “I love you so much” he whispers and walks over to Jack holding his hand out. 

“Daniel are you serious?” Jonah’s eyes widen. I look at Christina and she shrugs, the boy’s eyes are all wide. Daniel nods and Jack hands him something,my eyebrows furrow.  “I really think its time” Daniel says and the boys nod looking kind of giddy. Daniel pulls a ring out and my eyes widen, shaking my head vigorously.  “Daniel no, we’re too young, I’m flattered but…” I trail off.  “Its not what you think” Daniel laughs and so do the boys. “I love you so much, I’ve known you my entire life and you’ve been with me through everything. I know we’re young and I’m really not ready for marriage but I do know that one day it ill be you that I marry. So I want to give you this promise ring to show you that I will always be yours no matter what, and I want to be yours eternally. I promise that one day I will propose, but all I can do for now is love you” he says. My eyes well up with tears and I stick my left hand out, he slips the ring on my ring finger and I smile wide, imagining it being on my other hand and being engaged to Daniel. I throw my arms around his neck.  “I love you so much Daniel, you don’t understand” I cry out.  “Damn, Daniel is smooth” Christina chokes out laughing a little. We pull away and see her wiping her eyes. “Goals” she winks referencing our interview earlier on. I roll my eyes and wrap my arms around Daniels waist, pulling his shirt out of his pants so I could place my hands up it and on his bare back, something I’ve done since we started dating, for comfort I guess, feeling his bare skin against mine calmed me down. The boys had gotten used to it by now so they don’t make any dirty remarks like they used to. Dani smiles when he feels me pulling his shirt out and just leans down to peck my lips. 

“Are you two gonna smash again?” Zach groans. In reply Daniel smirks and scoops me into his arms, rushing upstairs. 

[mochidust]

Yes, i am 100% a Jikook supporter.  My blog is a safe haven for those who love them as well as for those who love OT7.  I have zero tolerance for negative asks so if i don't post and answer your ask, most likely it was negative and i don't want to address it and start wars or... Tumblr ate it. Choose your option :) Also, I'm only going to talk about how I view them, not how anyone else should so don't get those panties up in a wad, thanks. Oh and this is gonna be a pretty fcuking long essay so please have your coffee, tea, bubble-tea, wine ready... you have been warned ;)

Shipping has never been my thing and even if i liked a pairing, it was always just platonic. Right off the bat, i liked the VMIN ship.  They were just the cutest kids/friends/siblings/soulmates. VMIN became my favorite/first BTS ship - again, it was strictly platonic shipping.  Bromance, that cute jazz and i still ship them like that. And besides, who doesn’t?!

One day, after watching a cute VMIN vid on youtube, i forgot to toggle off autoplay and a JiKook vid started playing and i...just... fell and i still haven't managed to get up yet. I tried really hard to just stan them as platonic, like i do VMIN but apparently, JJK is having none of that.  

And i really do mean that.  JJK was the person who changed my mind on their dynamics - even before the famous G.C.F. video.  He is my meme for that whole: You don't choose your ship, it chooses you dictum. After that vid, i got very interested and started re-watching their RUN eps and concert clips and boy oh boy. The amount of staring aka heart-eyes, the way JJK constantly hovers over PJM, the way he's always so attentive to ONLY PJM, the way he always strives to make Jimin laugh...i'm still dumbfounded.  I can't remember ever looking at a single man i've ever dated like that or received looks like that back.  Because trust me, if someone looked at me with the emotions of their heart spilling out of their eyes the way JJk does PJM, i would never let him go.  You know that familiar old saying of one wearing their heart on their sleeves? Well, that is not JJK at all. He is the only person i know who takes it up a notch and wears it in his gaze. And what is subtlety to this boy.

It's almost like this is a drama and i am watching it unfold in real time.  We started with the usual one-sided feelings, Jiminie who was so aggressive and open with his affections in chasing around the maknae.  I used to just brush those moments off as child's play...but they've become significant in the Jikook relationship. Stepping stones that mired what was inevitable.  It's like Jimin grew up and he turned into this beautiful swan that matched his beautiful personality and suddenly, everyone noticed - JJK first. This is where I'm really in awe...Their dynamics started shifting and as Jimin dialed back the public affections, JJK poured it on x10.  It almost seemed like the more JJK pushed Jimin for attention, the less PJM gave it and it resulted in JJK not giving a damn what anyone thought except for making PJM aware of his feelings. The hunted is now the hunter ;)

In the beginning, i tried to tell myself, hey, this is all in your imagination, quit trying to see things where they aren't!  They're just very fond group members! And as soon as i think that thought, JJK goes ahead and blows it to smithereens. He just won't let me live.  Following will be some reasons why it's so damn hard to breathe around these two:

When these two are together, they either sound like they're flirting, look like they're flirting or ARE INDEED FLIRTING. I can't shut up about this.  There's this level of intimacy that just dusts the air when these two are standing, sitting, laying next to each other.  But you know what's even more marvelous is that that air somehow gets even more intense when they are separated by other members. It's like the members become obstacles they have to overcome to let their love flourish so they amp things up even more lmao.  Off the top of my head is the moment recently in their vlive where they were toasting to their AMA performance and Yoongi was in the middle like a barrier but those two...the flirting and giggling and stuttering...I'm sure Yoongs was just like...get me the fcuk away from these lovesick fools. I know i would've been running.

They can be quite fiercely protective of one another. Jimin is affectionate with every member, true, but no one can deny that he's particularly soft for JJK, as proven in a Run ep when he gave the extra food flag to JJK and made his own teammate/soulmate V beg for his lol... There's also BV2 when he tries to win a meal for JJK with the table game, when he offers his bed space to JJK...Jimin is always trying to feed JJK when he loses in games, making sure he's comfortable when they're sleeping, encouraging him to speak up, say whats on his mind,  and JJK reciprocates in kind, albeit more quietly; waiting for PJM’s slow butt, defending PJM when others poke fun at him, complimenting him when he's unsure (especially when it's unwarranted), even going as far as defending PJM before anyone can tease him!  An example of that is during BV2 when the boys were cooking for one another and Jimin made that dish that tasted like pickled pollack roe.  I'm sure JJK didn't want the other's comments to hurt Jimin's feelings (even though it didn't come off that way) so he pepped up with the whole "I love pickled pollack roe" even though no one else cared. Thats the kind of love and devotion JJK shows to PJM - it’s quiet, uplifting, supportive and it is endearing beyond all.  And don’t forget...whenever the groups play games, JJK always finds a way to cheer on Jimin, even if they are on opposing teams. Talk about being sweet on someone. I'm actually quite jealous.

Satellite Jeon has got to be my most favorite JJK. I've, in all honesty, never seen anyone orbit before until Jungkook.  He can be at the opposite end of the stage and somehow, come hell or high water, he will make it to park beside Jimin.  Like Jimin is his security blanket and he needs that source of comfort and warmth. I am just overly fond of that one vlive for Hobi's birthday when freaking JJK worked his away behind the camera to stand right behind PJM.  As if that wasn't enough, he had to place his hands on PJM's shoulders to make it be known that "hey, I'm right here behind you."  We see you, Jeon, trust me, we do. It's really endearing to watch Jimin's personal hoverboard in action.  In interviews, during speeches...there are so many circumstances where he either moves to stand closer to Jimin or moves to stand where he can see Jimin more clearly and i haven't seen him do that with others. It's like Jimin is a magnet for his eyes.  Love songs always quote: I only have eyes for you. And Jungkook proves that quote true.

G.C.F Tokyo broke me out of my musings of them being just friends permanently.  Who does this?!  Who goes out of their way to cart around a huge camera all day and take videos/photos of someone else on a vacation?  Either a photographer who is working or a LOVER. Obviously JJK’s profession is not that of a photographer so...yeah. Listen, I love my siblings/friends but you’ll never catch me lugging that around while im on vacation, no way.  After i watched that video, i sat in silence for a good long time.  Can you imagine the planning that goes on behind something like this? It’s no overnight thought-process.  Neither is the piecing together of it.  The amount of time, dedication, love, affection JJK put into this video is heartwarming. Seeing PJM the way JJK sees him is breathtaking. While sitting there in the afterglow of that marvelous tribute, i realized that in this world, all i ever want is for someone to love me, see me, the way that JJK sees PJM.  I want that glow that PJM emitted while frolicking freely with JJK, that happiness that is threatening to burst out of both their chests, that pure, unabashed tenderness for one another.

I’d have expected something like that from PJM, the open, brazen, affectionate little bean. But to have it come from JJK the introvert, shy, always in his own bubble guy... It’s baffling. I’ve always thought JJk was quite a chameleon. There's layers upon layers upon layers with this man.  If i were to compare them to food, i would say PJM is decadent mousse in a glass cup where you know and can see the layers and appreciate them thoroughly.  JJK is that delicious chocolate cake where you have to cut inside the cake to see how many layers are present.  He's an awesome anomaly. And...maybe that is why they fit together so well.  What JJK lacks, PJM makes up for and vice versa. Jimin is all things dainty and Jungkook is all things masculine.  It's a perfect fit.

None of us know them personally. We can only ship from afar so please ship respectfully.

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damn. i didn’t think it was this long.  If you got through this, kudos to you, my friend :)

[jintheawkward]

one, two, three, jump

pairing: 2seok (Seokjin | Hoseok)  words: 3745 summary: Hoseok found himself trapped on the top of a 70m tall platform and it was all Jeon Jungkook’s fault.  

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All the screeching and creaking of the cabin sounded much more horrifying than the special effects that had echoed through the walls of the haunted house Jungkook had once dragged him into. Hoseok had almost passed out from screaming his lungs out that time before a very flustered ghoul had had to escort him out. So it wasn’t an exaggeration by any means to say that he currently felt like he was about to die from a panic attack. And then he would actually die for real because that’s what happens when you jump from seventy meters, attached to a cord or not.

As the old shaky lift, which had definitely seen better days, was slowly squeaking its way up the jumping platform, Hoseok prayed to all the saints to either make it out alive, or to let his end be quick since his pain tolerance was even lower than his drinking stamina which on the scale from one to ten was already a poor 3.

Honestly, he should have known better than making any bets with Jungkook whose existence was solely based on winning and making the rest of the world suffer. However, forcing Hoseok to use his bungee jumping voucher he had won in the dance fest raffle last month (and had sworn to never use) was a whole new level of cruelty. If there was any justice in the world, Jungkook would at least wake up with a giant zit on his forehead the next day.

“You okay?”

Being at his wits end, Hoseok nearly forgot about the other man, who was taking a ride up with him up to relieve his colleague from his shift. Yoongi, as the nametag on his black staff T-shirt read, had wearily slumped down in the corner with a furrow between his brows as soon as they had entered the lift. There was something unsettling about the fact that this person was supposed to be in charge of his safety later.

Since Hoseok didn’t trust his voice enough, he just nodded in response.

Yoongi glanced at him briefly, obviously not buying it at  all. “There’s no need to be nervous.” He looked like he was about to add something more, but opted for silence instead.

Soon enough, the lift came to a grinding halt, reaching its final destination and Hoseok’s first stop to hell. The loud thumping in his ears got even louder, while he stood rooted to the spot with his eyes shut close and hands clutching at the door, his legs refusing to make a single move and step out of the cage just as his instinct of self-preservation kicked in.

“Hello, and welcome to BH Top!” Someone called out friendly, but Hoseok’s current state of mind didn’t allow him to even lift his head, not talking about reciprocating the greeting with the same amount of cheerfulness. The tone of their voice, however, altered with the following words. “Thank God you’re here, Yoongi, I’m starving.”

Launching himself off the wall and leaving Hoseok behind, Yoongi let out a scoff. “When are you not, hyung.”

“Well, I’m sorry my body isn’t able to survive only on litres of black coffee and sarcastic comments like someone else’s.”

“Is that why you are always broke? One day, hyung, you will have to sell your kidney on the black market to satisfy your bottomless stomach.”

“Luckily enough, I will still have the other one. And possibly another pair in reserve if you keep annoying me,” said Yoongi’s co-worker, not going down without a fight and letting the younger man had his final word. “Okay, I’m going for lunch now. I will send Namjoon up in a bit, since Taehyung is going to be done for today soon too.”

“And where is he now?”

“Napping like a baby.”

“Taehyung? Napping?

“I refused to give him any sweets since he always gets even more jittery.”

“Being trapped with him in close space up in the air, I’m not quite sure which one of these is worse – Taehyung high on sugar, or on the contrary, Taehyung deprived of it.” A pause followed. “Tell Namjoon to hurry up.”

“Hopefully he won’t hurt himself in the process of doing so,” sighed the other man.

There was a sound of footsteps coming in Hoseok’s direction, and when Hoseok dared to crack his eyes open, a pair of sneakers with rosy shoelaces came into a view.

“Is everything alright? Do you need any help?”

Knowing that having a conversation with someone else’s laces was just plainly rude, Hoseok looked up at the stranger and if he wasn’t already holding on to something, he would flop down right on his butt. The man in front of him was breathtaking with his soft black hair falling into his shiny eyes, and a mouth straight from lip gloss commercials.

“Huh, no, I’m fine. Totally fine. Super fine. Super-duper totally fine,” Hoseok faltered a reply, suddenly remembering again where he was.

“Doesn’t seem so. Are you scared?”

“A little.” What a big fat lie.

“It would be okay even if you were scared a lot,” the guy offered him a faint smile, and be it any other day, Hoseok wouldn’t hesitate to come up with a time-proven pick-up line.

He drew in another shaky breath, realizing that the weird wheezing is actually coming out of him.

“Okay, I might be terrified to the extent where I think about my parents, the trip to Hawaii that I’ve never had enough money to realize, and about how embarrassing it would be to start crying now,” he laughed, even though there was nothing funny about the whole situation.

“You wouldn’t be the first or last one, so don’t worry about spilling some manly tears. Like, it’s completely normal to feel this way, to be afraid. Afterall, we’re having this conversation more than two hundred feet above the ground, which is quite overwhelming.” A pat of encouragement landed on his back when he groaned at the number. “But I can assure you that it’s completely safe and nothing will happen to you. Dozens of people per day jump at our place, and we have quite a lot of regulars. Moreover, all of us here are properly trained and licensed…”

The handsome instructor was going into more details about some statistics, safety locks, equipment and more numbers, which Hoseok tuned out because he was too busy going through all the possible scenarios of how this could go wrong. He was too young to leave this place for good, he hadn’t achieved anything yet, and now he was supposed to just painfully die?

“Look, I can’t force you to jump, because in the end it’s solely up to you. If you don’t feel like doing it, just don’t. There’s no shame in that,” the man said, his voice reflecting the perfect amount of affability, comfort and professionalism that probably coaxed people into trusting him with their lives. Hoseok would prefer for this warm angel to send him to death rather than the sardonic grim reaper who was resembling a snake the way he was yawning now. “I’m going down right now, so you can join me - it wouldn’t mean you’re less of a man or anything like that.”

“N-no, no, I have to stay and get done and over with this. You know, I’ve lost a bet and if I chicken out in the last minute, I won’t stop hearing the end of it.”

A look of sympathy and understanding flashed over the instructor’s face. Maybe he too had to deal with stupid friends on a daily basis. “Would it help if I jumped with you?”

“WHAT?” Hoseok exclaimed, his voice going at least an octave higher. “Is that even possible?”

“Sure, couple bungee jumping is quite trendy these days. We’re not a couple, of course, but you know… I could jump with you. That’s if you want me to.”

This time, Hoseok tried to keep his calm, swallowing the squeal tickling his throat. “And you would really do that?!”

“Well, my shift is over and I can’t wait to get something to eat. Actually, it’s the quickiest way down, so…” The instructor simply shrugged like he just had been asked to simply raise his hand.

“Okay, okay, cool.” There was nothing cool about Hoseok not only committing a suicide, but also sealing the fate of an innocent man who would otherwise have beautiful babies in the future. Or he may have already had a cute family? Jesus Christ, was Hoseok about to kill someone’s father?

A cough interrupted the train of his thoughts, the instructor clearing his throat and watching him with slight amusement. He motioned to the lift cage where Hoseok had decided to spend the rest of his life. “How about trying to get off first?”

“Give me a minute, maybe two?” Hoseok laughed in a way that should have been nonchalant but even to his ears, it sounded strangled and nervous. “Aaah, I don’t think I can do this.”

“Hey, hey, it’s okay. Take as much time as you need. You have a whole day.”

“Actually, …”

“Yoongi, shut up.” When the instructor snapped at his colleague, there was a warning attached to his words.

“Yeah,” Yoongi nodded and Hoseok found his forcefully penitent face funny. “Look, you made it all the way up here in that tremendous lift, which is already an accomplishment since that crappy thing is the real adrenalin adventure here. Like, the way down in that box is much worse.”

“What Yoongi is trying to say is that you’ve already come so far that it would be a pity to give up now.”

All of sudden, an echo of shouting cut through the air.

“HOBI HYUNG! ARE YOU UP THERE? IF YOU DON’T FEEL LIKE JUMPING, JUST FORGET IT AND COME DOWN. BUT HURRY UP! IM GETTING HUNGRY”

“SHUT UP, JEON JUNGKOOK!” Hoseok screamed in reply because what terrible person could think about his own stomach when his hyung was about to do the dumbest thing in his life and land flat on his face after a fatal fall.

Only Jeon Jungkook, that’s who.

“HYUNG, ARE YOU OKAY?!” This time, it was Jimin, the ever so sweet Jimin who unlike Jungkook at least had the decency to sound worried.

“NO!”

“Your friends?” Mr Angels-carved-my-face leaned over the railing.

“Not anymore,” Hoseok huffed, steeling himself for that one step forward. “Okay, I’ll just… Ah, no, it’s shaking.”

“It’s not, that’s fear messing with you. Here, hold my hand. I’m Seokjin, by the way.”

Despite his initial hesitation, Hoseok reached out, gingerly taking the offered hand in his and before he could make any sound, he was pulled out by a lean but strong arm. Then, a soft smile with crinkled eyes and a little hand squeeze soothed his trembling heart for a brief moment but it started to act crazy again once Hoseok focused on the man in front of him, drinking in all the beauty one can possibly possess.

“See, you made it. It wasn’t so bad right?”

Don’t look down.

That’s the golden rule for everyone with acrophobia. And everyone with a common sense would follow it.

Nevertheless, Hoseok was always a creature of emotion rather than of reason which is probably why he completely forgot about his fear of heights and did the most stupid thing he could possibly do.

He looked down.

And decided to lose the last piece of his dignity because, screw it, who cares about pride when coming face to face with Death?

“GODDAMMIT, IT’S SO HIGH, I HATE IT, I HATE IT, I HATE YOU JEON JUNGKOOK!”

“Calm down,” said Seokjin in a way that was both firm and comforting, not wincing a bit even though Hoseok was probably crushing all 27 bones in his hand while bursting into tears. Rubbing little circles on his back, Seokjin nudged him slightly to wear the prepared body harness that was currently lying at his feet. “Whenever you feel like stopping and not jumping, speak up.”

“Except for when you’re already hanging in the air – then you will have to suck it up.”

Seokjin, skillfully putting on the other harness, didn’t even bother to open his mouth this time, however, his silent frown probably carried the same amount of authority as his voice did since Yoongi licked his lips in what seemed like a regret.

“Right, ‘shut up, Yoongi’, I know.”

When Seokjin looked away from Yoongi back to Hoseok, he sighed as if ready to take care of another baby.

“Stop crying,” he said and wiped the tears on Hoseok’s face with his thumbs. He proceeded to tighten all the straps and buckles, pulling and checking on each one of them.  “Now, do you know what colors are burgers?”

“W-what?” Hoseok stuttered, glancing up at Seokjin through his glassy eyes. Okay, he might be the one having a panic attack right now but Seokjin actually might have been losing his mind. Was it the result of the thinner air up there?

“What color are burgers?” Seokjin repeated, fighting back the laugh and falling silent for effect afterwards. “Burgundy.”

Somewhere behind them, Yoongi grunted disdainfully, most likely rolling his eyes too. “Oh my god, hyung, you will make that poor guy cry even more.”

Truthfully, the joke was atrocious.

Even Hoseok’s father would rather cut his tongue out than being caught telling a terrible Dad joke like that one. And that already said something since his old man’s sense of humour was painfully bad and corny.

Nevertheless, lame or not, Seokjin sacrificed his image to put him at ease, for which Hoseok was grateful. So he smiled politely because that was the least he could do.

“Here, all set up,” Seokjin said and patted the harness. He looked up at Hoseok.  “I realize I didn’t even ask for your name.”

“Hoseok. But Hobi is fine.”

“Nice to meet you, But Hobi. Now, see that spot over there? The red zone?”

There was no need for Hoseok to check where Seokjin was pointing – afterall, he had been avoiding even glancing in that particular direction this whole time on purpose.

“You mean the one that kind of juts out and has no railing at the end,” he peeped.

“Yeah, exactly. How about we try to slowly reach it. You know, to get used to the view.”

A nervous laugh escaped his mouth. “I quite like it here.”

But once again, slender fingers were already wrapping around his wrist, pulling ever so slightly at his arm. Hoseok started to believe that it must have been some kind of magic that made him go pliant under Seokjin’s touch, following him blindly like a sheep.

“See? Pretty right?” Seokjin asked with a smile dancing on his lips as they came up to the edge. “The view is the most beautiful early in the morning, when everything is calm and silent.”

Hoseok didn’t really share the same excitement. “I can’t look there. I feel like throwing up everytime I realize how high it is.”

“You don’t have to look if you don’t want to. You can have your eyes closed the whole time.”

“Okay,” replied Hoseok with resignation, trying to calm down the jitters.

“What do you call a group of killer whales playing instruments?”

“I have no idea.”

“An Orca-stra.”

“That was really bad.”

Hoseok didn’t try to hide anymore how embarrassing and awful Seokjin’s old man jokes were since the instructor didn’t seem to really care, enjoying them sincerely on his own.

Once he stopped making the weird squeaky sound which Hoseok with amusement realized was the other man’s laughter, Seokjin fixed his eyes on him.

“Now, are you ready?”

“Aaah, just a moment, please,” Hoseok whined, breathing so rapidly it became hard to tell when an inhale ended and an exhale began. “Uhu, why am I even doing this. Mooom!”

“Come here. Right there. Fine, now, put your arms around my waist,” Seokjin said patiently, while stepping forward and carefully drawing Hoseok closer, which left the latter one speechless and staring wide eyed at him like an idiot.

Seokjin’s s hands were warm and calloused, yet soft and gentle. Everything about Seokjin was very soft and gentle to the extent that Hoseok only wished to burrow himself in all of that and die blissfully in peace.

“Great. Okay, I’m going to hug you, if that’s okay with you.” There was a little stammer in Seokjin’s voice as he cleared his throat. An odd feeling settled in Hoseok’s stomach and it spread a little when he noticed the red coloring Seokjin’s neck. “Um, you can lean on me. In case you feel like it.”

He chanted a quick series of yes yes yes in his head before embracing Seokjin more tightly, burying his nose in the cotton T-shirt which smelled faintly of sweat, deodorant and jasmine.

What kind of guy smells like a freaking jasmine?

When Seokjin raised his arms and put them around him, Hoseok couldn’t help but noticed how perfectly they fit together.

“Oh god, thank you for doing this. Like, if we survive this I’m going to pay for both your lunch and dinner,” Hoseok murmured into Seokjin’s shoulder, his words coming out a bit muffled.

Seokjin chuckled at that, the bubbly sound vibrating against his rib cage and directly blessing Hoseok’s ears. “I’ll take you up on that offer. Though, you have no idea what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

“Alright, people,” Yoongi grumbled to catch their attention. “Since it seems like you’re all ready, I’m going to count to three, and then on the jump part you’ll, well, you’ll jump. Any questions?”

“No,” Hoseok offered a quick but meek answer in fear he would change his mind. With his eyes shut, he firmly pressed his face against Seokjin’s chest and locked him in a more suffocating hug.

“One…” Yoongi gave off the impression of a sloth-like person, but damn, even his counting was frustratingly slow, each vowel drawn out like a sticky chewing gum. “… two… th-“

“Ah, wait, wait!” A voice cried out with a hint of hysteria creeping in. Wait. His voice.

“Whenever you’re ready,” Seokjin hummed and he began to rub his back soothingly when Hoseok mustered the courage to peek over the edge of the platform, the remaining confidence vanishing into thin air when met with the wide lake stretching underneath them, the clear water sparkling in the noon sun.

“What did the late tomato say to the early tomato? ... I’ll ketch up.”

“Jesus,” Hoseok sighed in surrender. “Fine, uh, fine. Start counting.”

“One.”

Jungkook was a dead man for sure. Large doe eyes or not, for the sake of his own health and sanity Hoseok wouldn’t spare that demon seed.

“Two.”

It’s not like this is the perfect timing to have this kind of thoughts, but while Seokjin was unbelievably broad in the shoulders, the man had a slender, wasp waist - the finding of this adorable yet sexy contrast had Hoseok short of breath and his head spinning.

“Three.”

Dad, Mom, noona, Mickey, I love you.

“JUMP!”

He let out a murderous shriek when he lost the ground under his feet as Seokjin squeezed him and took the leap, both of them diving in the air as if going into a tailspin. His scream died in his throat, the strong pressure silencing him and the wind swallowing all the sounds around.

As soon as the first wave of shock had subsided, a strange mixture of sensation and fear washed over Hoseok as they were flying down, falling headfirst. However, before he could marvel in the feeling more, they were launched in the air by the spring force as the cord pulled back on them.

As if the abrupt yank unscrewed an invisible cap, all the emotions that had been bottled up inside him made their way out in the form of inconsolable and never-ending yells and shouts of fear and hysteria. Dangling like a rag doll in the wind, he screamed and screamed until his voice gave out.

A hand came up to his head, gently stroking his hair. Not stopping with the caressing, Seokjin rested his chin on top of his head. “Hey, it’s okay now. It’s okay.”

Hoseok was aware of the wet traces left on his cheeks, as well as of more tears pricking at the corners of his eyes and his runny nose. Nonetheless, he leaned against Seokjin and breathed in the delicate flowery smell that seemed so familiar and calming now. He didn’t think Seokjin would care about the disgusting evidence of Hoseok’s mental breakdown staining his T-shirt that much, but Hoseok knew a perfect dry cleaner’s if the other man eventually did mind.

“The last thing I think about now is food, but I guess, I owe you a lunch, if you still feel like eating. I definitely am not,” Hoseok croaked once he found his voice and the rope stilled enough for him not to go mad again. If he put his imagination into work, it was almost like swinging on the tyre back at his parents’ house.

“Meet me few times more and you will realize that words like ‘lost appetite’ aren’t in my vocabulary,” Seokjin said meaningfully, while getting childishly excited. ”Moreover, there’s nothing better than fresh air and exercise for a starving stomach.”

“If I knew there would be a hot instructor to jump with me, I would voluntarily replace Hobi hyung,” said Jimin, his mouth unconsciously forming a little sulky pout as he eyed the couple fooling around few steps in front of him.

Seokjin, as the instructor introduced himself, was now telling one of his too many cheesy but in a certain way funny jokes while furiously flapping his arms. It only resulted in Hoseok playfully nudging his hip, the wave of their laughter immediately filling the air.

Life wasn’t fair and Hoseok was a lucky bastard who’d just scored a sort of lunch date with a gorgeous human being that was way out of his league, no offense. Jimin couldn’t help it but kicked a pebble on the pavement.

Meanwhile, Jungkook shrugged and took a loud slurp of his tea, the ice already melted thus the drink getting too warm and disgusting for his liking. A mischievous grin tugged at his lips which released the straw in a seemingly lazy manner. “There might be another stunning dude up there. Wanna bet and jump, hyung?”

“Screw you, Jungkook.”