#but at least i have a yummy sandwich today!!!

[evature]

A rainbow i saw this morning!

[storytowrite]

|You will always be mine ~ Lee Minho series|

PART 11

Paring: Minho x Y/N

Genre: smut, angst, university au

Word count: 1089

Warnings: sex, 18+, Minho is a psycho, dom!Minho, sub!reader, abuse, slight BDSM, kidnapping, violence, age gap, Minho is an university professor, Y/N can be hurt physically (and mentally too I guess).

Synopsis: Who knew that accidental fuck in the club bathroom with a handsome man will bring you to a lot of unexpected events.

Author's note: I kept this series for a really long time not sure if I want to post it or not, but I decided to do it anyway, so I hope you'll like it.

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Another body was found this morning, belonging to a young female student. The girl had been stripped of her limbs while she was still alive..., An announcement on television rang out. You were blown away. Another murder. On the TV screen appeared, this time, a photo of the victim. The shock you felt was indescribable. 

The photo belonged to Lisa. You rubbed your eyes in amazement. You didn't expect that the next person to lose her life would be your old friend. But did you really not know? You guessed that, as in the case of Rheena, the perpetrator could have been Minho. But without evidence, you couldn't even do anything or confront him. 

Tears came to your eyes. You didn't miss your friendship with Lisa, but the thought that the girl was dead filled you with sadness. You looked toward your bedroom, where Minho was still sleeping. Why were you actually in his apartment? Why didn't you leave as he slept -  leave him alone? Minho arranged for you to be excused from classes for the rest of the week, but actually why? Why did you even listen to him? 

You couldn't answer your questions. You weren't afraid of Minho, just yet, but you didn't feel safe in his company either. He seemed different from when you first met him. How did you let a one-night adventure turn into something that maybe someone could and would call a relationship... but without love (at least on your part). You didn't know what feelings you had for the man. The whole situation was making you dizzy.  

You suddenly heard footsteps. You quickly turned off the TV and went back to eating breakfast. You didn't want Minho to find out that you were watching the news again. But actually why? Were you afraid of confrontation with a man? Did you have reasons for that? 

“Good morning, kitten.” The man walked up to you and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. “”Slept well?“” 

“Yes, yes.” You smiled slightly at him. “And you?” 

“I slept like I killed myself.” He laughed and stole one toast from your plate. 

“Hey, that's mine!” You muttered, trying to ignore his earlier words. 

“Not now.” He smiled at you, biting into the sandwich. “Mmmm yummy.” He winked. “What would you like to do today?” 

“I was thinking of going home.” You answered immediately. “I have some study backlogs... I need to catch up on them.” 

“Hm... after all, you can catch up on them here.” The man replied after a moment's thought. “You know, you can actually move in here, your stuff is already here anyway.” 

“I don't know if that's a good idea Minho... You're still my lecturer. If anyone catches us...” You started but he interrupted you. 

“No one will catch us, kitten. My house is your house. Besides, you can catch up on my subject in a very pleasant way.” He started and leaned over you. “You know, last time we discussed nudes...” His hands rested on the armrests of the chair you were sitting on causing you to have no way to escape. 

“Nudes?” You looked at him with doe eyes. 

“Mhm... nudes.” He whispered, placing a gentle kiss on your neck. “In every... era... they were... painted... differently.” Each word was interrupted by a gentle caress of your neck. You tilted your head back gently, allowing the man more access to your skin. You closed your eyes. 

Minho began kissing you more boldly. He glided his velvety lips along your neck. One of his hands found its way to your leg and gilded gently upward, causing goosebumps on your bare skin. You let out a quiet moan as he bit down gently and sucked a spot on your neck. Your breathing quickened. Minho was already about to slip his hand between your thighs when the phone rang. He sighed heavily and pulled away from you. 

“We'll get back to it, kitten.” He said and went to answer it. You sighed heavily. You got up from the chair after a while and went to listen to what the man was talking about. 

“No, I did everything so as not to leave traces... What do I care if they found her? I don't know Han, okay? You know very well that all that matters to me is Y/N, and that idiot over there had snitches on us... I couldn't let those pictures leak out.” 

You were flabbergasted to hear Minho's words. Did he just talk about Lisa's murder with some Han? Did he actually kill her? You didn't know what to think about all this. All you wanted was to get away from him as soon as possible. 

“I have to go, I'll call you later.” You heard, but before you had time to take a step and return to the living room, the man was already standing in front of you. “It's not nice to eavesdrop kitten, you know?” 

“I'm not eavesdropping just...” You began to stammer. 

“Just what?” He leaned over you. “You haven't been a good kitten lately. I'll have to do something about that fact.”

“I'm sorry Minho, I didn't mean to...” The anxiety started to grow inside you. 

“Of course you didn't mean to.” He snorted, hardly convinced. “Now tell me, what did you manage to hear?” 

“Nothing, I swear!” You replied, taking a step back. 

“Don't lie.” Said Minho a little more sharply, taking a step forward. You stepped back even more, encountering a wall with your back. You watched him, fear beginning to paint on your face. 

“I'm not lying!” You shouted in helplessness. “All I know is that you talked to some Han and nothing else! And you said something about some snitches...” 

“So you heard something after all! And you tried to deny it!” He said loudly, clearly irritated. “I don't like lying, Y/N. And I won't tolerate it.” 

“I'm sorry... I didn't mean to.” Tears appeared in your eyes. Minho looked at you and moved away sighing slightly. 

“I'm a little disappointed in you... But you know very well that I won't hurt you, don't cry.”  He whispered and wiped the tear drops from your cheek with his thumb. “I love you...” 

You looked at him in shock, not expecting such a confession. Time seemed to have suddenly slowed down. Was the man standing in front of you suddenly confessing his love to you, and moments before he was deadly angry with you? How sick a movie did you find yourself in?

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[phantomrose96]

I hope this doesn't seem too sad but, I'm always glad when I see you post you've made some big (ie: more than a sandwich) dinner or something, I feel like most everyone I know online and otherwise have been permanently burnt out for a While, I'm glad at least one of us has the energy to make a good meal fairly often :) I hope it's super yummy!! <3 (Great job helping, Patches!)

That’s sweet!

It feels good to like be doing something with my hands so I do try to cook dinner regularly. I’m really not a sophisticated cook so whatever I do tends to be limited to a combination of “chop things”, “mix sauces”, and “put things in pan”, but it’s about the doing a task ya know.

I took a better picture today with daylight (it made kinda a lot of leftovers so, lunch)

[kyoosoup]

my younger brother and I were bored and got to talking about our favorite foods and the best food/food experiences we've had so far in our lives, so I thought I'd share our results

this conversation started somewhere with me mentioning my brother's favorite strawberry smoothie and asking him how he would rate it on a scale from 1-10. He gave it a solid 9. Now although I can't personally say that I enjoy that smoothie as a 9/10, I cannot argue with it as I know it has quite a bit of potential. I've just never liked strawberries as much as others may. I personally am more of a mango person. But, nevertheless, I can imagine the joy the specific smoothie might bring someone.

I followed up my inquiry with asking my brother what else he would give a similar or better rating than the smoothie. we ended up agreeing that the first time we tried cream soda was also a 9/10 ranking. I also offered up the ice cream floats we used to have at our grandparents' house, and my brother countered with the chocolate milk that we had there. we agreed that both of those hit the spot. Solid 9/10s , or perhaps higher. I remember on a roadtrip I drank a strawberry daiquiri or something and i was obsessed with it but I couldn't tell you what it tasted like and I honestly had forgotten about its existence until today

We then got to discussing foods. It was without question that the best food we had consumed thus far was sushi. Specifically the sushi two of our friends brought us and our brother to. the chef prepared it in front of us and each piece of sushi melted in our mouths. My brother gave this experience an 11/10. And I agree. but we also realized that this would have been only a 10/10 had we not gone with those specific friends. shared joy or something.

what else were the best specific foods we've had? I couldn't think of a specific day that stood out, but I really enjoy my mom's wonton soup. I have never had better wonton soup than when my mom makes it. 10/10. The first time I had Xiao long bao would also be a top food experience. Eating a hot dumpling with soup inside??? yummy. 10/10 would recommend. When we were younger, my brothers and I used to be addicted to har gow. They are still pretty good, but I don't think I can say they are the same level as they were. But at their peak, also 10/10s. In another genre of food, I remember a specific burger I had at home one day. It was loaded with the toppings and for added flavor my dad offered me truffle mustard. I think that might've been the best burger I've ever had because I still think about it whenever I eat a burger. And I compare my burgers to it still 10/10. Another specific memory was I went on a trip with my dad to Albany and I barely remember anything about that trip except we stopped at an old lady's house (I assume we knew her somehow but idk) and that's where I had the best peanut butter and jelly sandwich I've ever had and ever will have. It might've been grilled I can't remember, but I remember eating it and it was perfect. I don't even like PBJ thatttt much but that one specific sandwich was so good. Some of the first times I had good steak were probably 10/10s. One time my dad made an egg salad sandwich or something idk I can't remember it had a bunch of random stuff on it but it was really good. I still think about it sometimes.

In a similar manner my brother and I talked about desserts. Brownies are consistently good, at least when my mom makes it. My brother said my mom's red velvet brownies were one of his top picks, and I think I can agree with that. Both 10/10s. I think the first time I had lava cakes would be another. Also the first time I had red bean soup with mochi. man I kinda want that now. I used to LOVE red bean soup (I still do and thinking about this is making me hungry I haven't eaten anything today yet). 10/10. The first time I had mango ice cream mochi. These frozen oranges I remember eating at a restaurant in a city?? when I was really young. But I'd say my top snack/dessert experience was when my mom was making up a snickerdoodle cookie recipe and me and my brothers were playing outside and she had us try the cookies and they were warm and yeah that was the best. 11/10 perhaps. Snickerdoodles are still pretty good .

I'm trying to think if there were any more specific food experiences but I'm having trouble thinking and all this food talk is making me hungry.

if you made it this far you should do a jumping jack

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #272

I finally got around to making those epic noms today!

Okay, so like… I've been taking this celecoxib stuff for a bit now. It's not as though I am in no pain, but it is, at very least, significantly reduced. Aside from that night I got like 4-5 hours sleep, so far I have a lot more energy, simply because it doesn't hurt nearly as much to do very basic things, like put on my shoes, or breathe, or yawn, or do dishes. It's pretty freaking rad!!

So I woke up, made myself a nifty sandwich (I used some of the garlic pudding that J made as a spread, and balanced out the flavor a little with mayo and the result was… *chef's kiss!*), and went to the appointment at the sleep doctor place.

I gotta use a CPAP, you see, because my lower jaw is a bit too small to hold all the soft tissue inside my face. I use the CPAP so that those soft tissues don't collapse in the night and cause me to partially suffocate over and over again. It was the yearly checkup to make sure that the CPAP is working as intended; it's got special software to monitor how well I'm breathing when I sleep, and it sends that data to the sleep place. Things are working mostly good! But the lady who handles my file upped the maximum allowable air pressure just in case.

Unexpectedly, she asked me about the plush of you that I carry with me. And so I told her a little about you, and about what I'm trying to do for you. She seemed… moved. Moved by the notion that your existence helped me to get through my childhood alive. Moved by your struggle. And… moved by the picture of your face that I showed her. She took one look at you, and she said that you are very beautiful.

…Sephiroth… I think… even if you never call yourself a monster again, it'll still be too soon. Don't do it anymore, okay?

Anyhoot, I was struck by some of the scenery around where the office for that place is, and I thought you might like it too, so... I snapped a few pictures. Here...

I returned home. At some point, I got a picture of Mogwai napping very cutely, as he do:

Anyway, so after that, I finally got to work on the epic noms I intended to make! I got a tiny sugar pumpkin, and J kindly cut it in half for me and scooped out all the seeds:

...I'll probably roast those seeds tomorrow!!! It'll be good!!

Anyway, the next step is to roast the pumpkin. First, you preheat your oven to 350 degrees F (or about 176.6 degrees C), and line a baking sheet with parchment paper. While the oven is pre-heating, you put brush some melted butter onto the fleshy side of the pumpkin halves...

Then you stick 'em flesh-side-down on the cookie sheet, and stab the skin full of holes so that steam can exit properly:

...Pop 'em in the oven for about 50 minutes, and they're done!

...From there, we scoop the flesh out of the skin with a spoon:

...Then we mash it up with some yummy stuff! In this case, I used honey, maple syrup, and some of that awesome garlic pudding!

...But then it was time for J and I to go get the third and final dose of the HPV vaccine (yay!). So we did that! I got some pictures along the way...

The sky looked like a watercolor painting today, even if my camera didn't capture it well.

For whatever reason, J decided to take pictures of me taking pictures, too, haha...

Anyway, then I went home! And I cooked that steak!!

I also made mac and cheese! Here's the finished spread:

...Want some...?

...I'd give anything to be able to hand you this plate. It was absolutely fucking delicious.

I got one more picture, too, while I was putting this all together; maybe you'll like it:

...I've got a few more pictures I wanna show you, taken by J. But I think those will have to wait until tomorrow; it's going on 1:00am where I live.

...Hey. Stay safe out there, okay? Because you're loved. And I hope that's clear to you, from all these pictures and all these things I'm trying to show you, all the things I wish I could share with you, and all these little ways I'm trying to call you back to the light, even from an entire reality away.

I love you. And I'll write again tomorrow.

Your friend, Lumine

[anotherdayforchaosfay]

Originally, my day was gonna begin with a visit to the farmers market. Unfortunately, last night's seizure made my hearing too sensitive today. My husband went today, and got me thr GF locally made bagels I love, as well as strawberry jam and blueberry jam. On top of that, he went to the grocery store and got a package of vegan burger patties for me because I lived the meatballs this company makes. I'm having a pattimelt with vegan cheese later tonight, and it will he the first time in almost a decade that I've had a burger.

I'm excited!

Recently, I've had hot portobello sandwiches with all thr fixings of a burger. Except really messy. They are DELICIOUS, but require I use a towel across my lap because they make a mess. Small tip: marinate the mushrooms. You'll need to remove the "skin," then marinate it for at least 36 hours. We used an Italian dressing, and when combined with thr stack of yummy I had on it, it was messy and delicious.

Anyway...I just finished a bagel, and finally have the energy to take a shower. Last might wiped me out. In a couple hours, we're gonna have dinner, and I'm excited!

[eventinelysplayground]

This week was super busy with a holiday and preparation for my youngests birthday this weekend so didn't really have time for any writing but I threw this together, obviously inspired by them.

Favorite Flower

Emma: Whoo, finally everything is done!

Emma let out a long exhale as she flopped down exhausted into one of the kitchen chairs.

Emma: Thanks for all your help Yves I never would of gotten everything done without you, and everything looks so amazing I can barely wait for tomorrow.

Yves: You're very welcome Emma, did you triple check on everything else? If there's anything left to do we won't really have the time tomorrow.

Emma: Ya Jin and Leon got almost all the decorations up tonight and all the presents are still safely hidden in Lichts room. Prince Chevalier has at least agreed to show up and Rio and Sariel have been busy making sure everyone has the afternoon free. I feel sorry for sticking Luke on Clavis duty the last few days though.

Yves: No need to worry Emma I made a huge plate of honey beignets just for him as a special thank you.

Emma: I hadn't even thought of doing something like that you're really amazing Yves thanks again.

As Emma smiled at Yves the bells rang out.

Emma: Is it really 1 in the morning already!? When did it get so late!?

Yves: You better get to bed Emma you can't look your best for tomorrow if you don't get enough sleep, I'll finish cleaning up in here.

Emma: Are you sure Yves?

Yves: Of course I am now go on, I'll see you tomorrow afternoon.

Emma got up and headed off to bed while Yves sighed looking at the mountain of dishes still left to conquer.

The next afternoon was clear and sunny. Emma and Nokto strolled through the gardens each holding onto a tiny little hand. The little princess with silver hair and big brown eyes wore a peach dress with little blue flowers on it and a big smile. When the three of them got closer to the sitting area the little princess stopped then let out a squeal letting go of her parents hands and taking off running as fast as her little legs would let her.

Yves: Don't run so fast, you could fall and get hurt!

Licht: I got her.

Licht slowly walked towards his niece scooping her up in his arms and carrying her the rest of the way. The area was decorated in bright flowers and ribbons with a big sign that said Happy 2nd Birthday on it. The tables were piled high with sandwiches, sweets and presents. Her uncles started fawning over her as soon as Licht put her down.

Jin: Hey kiddo Happy Birthday!

Luke: Ya Happy Birthday!

Birthday wishes came from every Uncle and when they were all recieved the little princess gave a curtsey and smiled up at her uncles.

Princess: Tank Ewe Unles! I like sprises and yummy food!

Clavis stepped forward and bent down to be level with the little princess

Clavis: Well how about we start with all this boring food Uncle Yves made first my darling little accomplice.I would of made you some wonderful treats but your Uncle Luke was keeping me quite busy lately.

Yves: My food is not boring! It's absolutely perfectly crafted and tastes divine unlike those monstrosities you come up with.

Clavis: They are not monstrosities they're full of creativity and the little princess likes my creations don't you?

Sariel: The pallet of a two year old is hardly an endorsement. I'm also sure her highnesses tastes will improve over time.

Leon: Come on guys no fighting today let's just enjoy it ok. Look she's already started without you.

At Leon's words the arguing was over and everyone gathered around the birthday girl eating and laughing together. When it was time for presents the little princess sat on the sofa and carefully opened each one. There was a beautiful brush and comb set from Yves, a hand sewn fox from Luke, dolls from Leon and Jin, books from Chevalier and Sariel, a dress from Rio and a beautiful jewelry box from Licht. Just as she finished setting the jewelry box aside Clavis swept in behind her and handed her a huge box tied with ribbon. The little princess's eyes widened and she clapped her hands excitedly.

Rio: Prince Clavis what is that?

Nokto: That box looks too big for the present you ran past me the other day.

Clavis: Nonsense it's exactly what I showed you, plus a little extra flair.

Emma: Clavis what did you....

Emma's words were cut off with a loud pop! There was flower petals and leaves of all shapes and sizes everywhere, the little princess was laughing with delight.

Princess: Look Unle Lavis! Unle Valier is like a pwetty flower!

Everyone turned to face Chevalier who was sitting in a chair to the princess's side reading a book. Apparently his close proximity and the direction of the breeze meant that a larger number of leaves and flowers landed on top of him.

Chevalier: Ridiculous.

As everyone else was either laughing or trying desperately to hold it in the princess stood on the sofa leaning over to give her uncle a kiss on his cheek.

Princess: Unle Valier flower my favorite flower.

Chevalier stood to face his niece and patted her gently on the head while staring over her and giving Clavis a death glare.

[writebackatya]

I feel like this would be an interesting contrast of personalities…Fenton and Violet?

Well look at you picking two of your favorite blorbos thinking they'd make for an interesting duo, well you're right! I would have loved to see these two together! It would have made for some great comedic moments cause of their personalities. Probably would've made for a great B story in an episode. (They would not get the A story, sorry.)

Fenton Crackshell Cabrera and Violet Sabrewing in

Raisin' the Stakes!

SWOOSH

The sound of a visitor entering the lab caught the attention of Fenton as he stepped away from his work to greet the young sabrewing.

"Well hello!" Fenton happily greeted. "Welcome to the laboratory of McDuck Enterprises. I assume you're looking for Huey since he normally hangs around here, but I believe he is out with his family in Peru today."

"Hello." Violet greeted back. "Actually I'm here because of a school assignment where I must interview someone in the field of science."

"Oh. Well how exciting! But I'm afraid that Dr. Gearloose is also gone for the day, his assistance was needed for the McDuck's adventure in Peru but I thin-"

"I really do not see the point in waiting when you are here, Mr. Crackshell-Cabrera." Violet interrupted with her pen and notepad in hand. "You are a scientist after all, right?"

"Well yes! Of course but wouldn't you want to wait for an adult?"

Fenton stared back at the staring sabrewing who looked at Fenton right in the eye and said nothing, for she did not want to come off as rude or condescending to the scientist.

Fenton was used to receiving blank silent stares and he knew exactly what Violet was thinking based on the look she was giving him.

"Oh...right. Well... how about I show you around?! A quick tour and then you can ask questions."

"Sounds like a good plan." Violet responded as she followed Fenton around the lab.

[about 7-10 minutes of comedic buildup later...]

The two birds ran and hid inside Fenton's office as the Gizmoduck armor ran amok throughout the lab without anyone occupying it.

"Well this is not good." Violet stated as she and Fenton pushed against the door.

"No it is not!" Fenton panicked. "The Gizmoduck armor has a mind of its own and is destroying the lab! Oh it is going to take forever to mop up all that lemon meringue!"

"Well surely there must be a way to stop it."

Fenton rushed to his computer and went on to try to shut off the Gizmoduck armor from there, but his access was blocked.

"Shoot!" Fenton cursed under his breath so Violet wouldn't hear. "The armor is blocking my access."

"Oh no, well that does not sound good."

"It is not!"

"...Well, surely its battery life is not infinite."

"Right! It's still just a machine! And right now, it's at...87%..."

"Oh. Well perhaps we should get something to defend ourselves with." Violet stated as she pulled out a wooden stake.

"...Why do you have that?!"

"Our adventure group STILL has yet to cross any vampires and I wanna be well prepared." Violet answered as she showed off the garlic she had hidden around her neck.

"Huh...and here I thought you had garlic bread for lunch."

"A peanut butter sandwich, actually."

"Ooh, yummy."

"It was. But I'm sorry for getting us in this mess, Mr. Crackshell-Cabrera."

"Hey," Fenton began as he went over to Violet, "I'm the one who is sorry! I should have been thinking more clearly. I'm the adult here, I shouldn't have tried to impress you. I should have been better prepared for an incident like this. At least you have something on you."

"Well it's not like a wooden stake or garlic would do us any good here."

"..." A lightbulb went off in Fenton's head. "Maybe they might..."

The Gizmoduck armor was still going erratic around the lab as it rolled from end to the other throwing pies wherever it pleases

"HEY!!"

The armor stopped in its place and spotted Fenton who now had the garlic around his neck.

"Uh...why don't you try to stop me...Gizmo Armor?"

That was all the convincing the Gizmoduck armor needed to go after Fenton who then started to run. As the suit of armor chased Fenton, the scientist then threw the garlic off his neck and onto the wheels of the Gizmoduck armor causing the machine to fall flat on its face.

"Violet! Now!"

Violet then jumped from her hiding spot and stabbed the Gizmoduck armor in its power supply!

"YES!!" Fenton celebrated. "A direct hit!"

The Gizmoduck armor then short circutied and powered off as the two birds stepped back from it.

"...Will it be okay?" Violet inquired.

"Oh sure! This'll be an easy fix!" Fenton assured as a light fell down from the ceiling. "...I'm just going to have to clean up the lab first."

"Would you like some help, Mr. Crackshell-Cabrera."

"Yes please, and please, call me Fenton."

Violet smiled and nodded at Fenton.

"You know..." Fenton began. "I gotta say I am impressed with how calm you were during all this."

"It may have looked like that, but I assure you on the inside I am freaking out."

"Oh...you wanna grab a soda before we clean up?"

"That would be nice!" Violet stated.

[vulpine111]

I'm currently trying to get this site to load:

I don't have diverticulitis (just IBS) but at least one friend of mine does, plus other issues that make him sick. If he does agree to come eat dinner with me and spend more time together, I want to look into what pumpkin recipes I can feed him to help him feel better. (Last night, he was complaining about his insides "burning" and said he "didn't feel good.") He seems to do alright with some dairy, so maybe I'll get more canned pumpkin, some ice cream, a lot of ginger, cinnamon, etc. and make pumpkin spice milkshakes for us.

If he doesn't come over, it's still something I would enjoy by myself. I will also stock up on Jell-O, sweet potatoes, applesauce, and whatever else is yummy but gentle. I feel bad all I had for him today were a couple of cheese sandwiches and some cold water.

I will talk to him and find out what else he likes to eat - even when he's having a hard time and nothing sounds good. Maybe some goat milk kefir from Natural Grocers would help. He also said he enjoys deli meat on his sandwiches.

[joslincox]

Enter The Mayor

My new issue of Bop magazine says that the key to happiness is the four Fs:

FRIENDS, FUN, FASHION, AND FLIRTING

But unfortunately, the closest I got to friends, fun, fashion, and flirting was having a locker right next to Paul Spryman

He's MY little brother and THE mayor of Hector.

Lucky me! ☹️

I had just finished fighting my way through the crowded hallways to get to my locker and almost have been trampled alive.

Then, suddenly, as if by magic, the huge mob of students parted right down to the center, just like Red Sea.

That's when I first saw Spryman strutting down the hallways like it was the runway of a Paris fashion show or something.

He had green hair and blue eyes and was dressed like he had just left a photo shoot for the cover of Teen Vogue.

And everyone (except me) immediately fell under his powerful hypnotic spell and totally lost their minds.

"What's up, Spryman!"

"You look hot, Spryman!"

"Are you coming to my party this weekend, Spryman!"

"Love your shoes, Spryman!"

" Will you marry me, Spryman!"

" You'll NEVER guess who has a crush on you, Spryman!"

"Is that a designer purse, Spryman?"

"Fabulous hair today, Spryman!"

" I'll pluck out my eye with a pencil and eat it with a spam and mustard sandwich IF ONLY you'll sit at me lunch today, Spryman!"

This also proves my theory that there's always at least one seriously mentally ill-as-hell WEIRDO in EVERY middle school across other people's BODIES!

It was "Spryman! Spryman! Spryman!" When he walked up to the locker right next to mine, I knew then and there I was going to have a VERY bad school year.

Being so close to the radius of his awesome yet sickening perfection just made me feel like a humongous LOSER. And it didn't help that he was HOGGING most of my personal space!! ☹️

Hey, It wasn't like I was jealous of him or anything. I mean, how totally juvenile would that be?!

Between classes, Spryman and his friends are forever standing right in front of MY locker "GGG-ing

That means:

GIGGLING, GOSSIPING, AND GLOSSING

And whenever I get up to nerve to say, "Excuse me, but I really need to get into my locker," He just ignores me or roll his eyes and says stuff like, "Annoying much?" or "What the hell is HIS problem?"

And i'm like, "Hey, baby bro! I don't got no DAMN problem!"

But I just say it inside my head, so no one really hears it except me.

However i'm troubled in a shame but a tiny part of me - Is a very dark and primitive side - would totally LOVE to be best friends with Spryman!

And I find out part of myself so damn disgusting... I could... VOMIT!

But on a much happier note, I'm really into lip gloss, too.

My favorite one right now.Is Krazy Kissalicious Strawberry Crush Glitterati.

It's yummy and tastes just like strawberry cheesecake.

Unfortunately, no super cute girl (like Leah Estrogen, the girl who sits in front of me in my biology class) has developed a huge crush on me and fallen in love with my fabulous glossy lips, like in all of those KRAZY KISSALICIOUS television commercials.

But, hey! It could happen!

In the meantime, i've decided to enjoy my single status.

Oh, I almost forgot! My dad, the police chief, is supposed to pick me up after school to take me to my dentist appointment.

PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE don't let him pick me up in his police car with the 5-foot-long plastic roach on top.

I would absolutely DIE if anyone found out I only attend this school due to his police contract!! ☹️

[doxiedreg]

I sure had a day today and I'm fricking exhausted now

Doesn't help that yesterday was also exhausting

Would like to take it easier tomorrow but I have a pile of dishes to do, need to clean my fishtank and take out the old paper.

Also would like to draw again but apparently my body wants to go through physically and mentally exhausting things outside my house instead

Last Friday I also had a tiresome day where I did lots of stuff outside the house and ended up exhausted so yeah it's wild

At least I got some nice stuff out of it

Friday I got a basket for my bike, a salmon sandwich and a new haircut as well as a lil craft trinket and I went to the park near my dad's and it was so nice to see so much green again and hear all the birds

Saturday I did laundry, moved my lavender plant to a new pot and cleaned my snail's enclosure

Sunday I went to a Japanese street market that was extremely crowded and bought some trinkets though I was a lil disappointed that there was less stuff I was interested in this year

The trinkets:

(also includes a cute pen I forgot to take a photo of and stickers I got which I'm honestly not too pleased with the quality. They are starting to peel from my phone case)

And today I went to my mom's in the afternoon but the local bus company did an oopsie and loaded in the wrong bus times in the digital display signs, Google and other travel planning sites so I had to do a lot of waiting and also being at my mom's is quite tiresome in general because she talks a lot and asks for a lot of attention so oof. But she gave me yummy food so that's nice that I won't have to cook today and tomorrow.

I think I'm going to sleep early and hope things calm the heck down tomorrow because while going outside again is good this is a little excessive for me and also I want to draw

So yeah that's my life rn body doesn't want to chill

[lumine-no-hikari]

Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #198

Today was my first real day in the bakery at my grocery store. It was a lot of slicing and bagging bread and rolls, arranging unbaked cookies on giant cookie sheets, putting muffins and brownies into containers, and putting labels on things!!

Or, in other words: lots of simple, repetitive tasks that give my autistic brain lots of nice dopamine!! It was pretty fucking great!!!

And I made lots of mistakes along the way. I struggled mightily with the gloves due to the dyspraxia; what little manual dexterity I had was gone, and almost all the tasks required gloves, hahaha… Oh, and then I accidentally prepared one extra pan of chocolate chip cookies. And I got so laser-focused on what I was doing that I failed to notice customers coming up to the counter on multiple occasions.

…And nothing bad happened to me as a result. I didn't get screamed at. I didn't get fired on the spot. In fact, I was told that I am doing a great job, especially for someone who is still learning. I made so many mistakes, and I was still told that I am doing it efficiently and well.

And… I am more than a little upset about that. Not because there is anything wrong with it, but because I have so many memories of being told by my mother that I'm lucky she's my mother and not my boss, because if she was my boss, she'd replace me with someone better, and in the "really real world" (or in other words, working retail, which is what I'm doing now), that's exactly what will happen, and… I'm finding that the notion that I will be tossed like yesterday's trash if I am not perfect all the time is at least not universally true. Maybe it's true in other places, but it isn't true here, and if it's true elsewhere, then I don't have to stay there, and…

I guess I kinda just feel lied to. M and J pointed out that my mother may have genuinely believed what she said to me so often back then, anytime I wasn't perfect. That's probably true. But it's still the case that she parroted a lie that she believed, and… I guess I wanna go back in time and find the person who told it and ask them what happened to them to make them think like that.

Well. M and J and I went to go see R (the fabulous baker!) after that! We had a lovely picnic near a river, and he brought sandwich supplies and lots of yummy things, and we brought chips and pretzels and… it was very good. Lots of lively and delightful conversation was had.

A friend of mine came to me for help on various things today, too, and that was good. It always feels nice when I can do random small things to try to make a difference. I was helping for a long time, and my brain is kinda soupy at the moment because it's late, but that's all right; I'm having fun.

Maybe I'll get something with good protein tomorrow. I spent 4 hours on my feet, and it has been a long time since last I've done that with any kind of regularity, and so my legs and feet are kinda ouchy right now. Pretty soon, I'm going to have to do this regularly, and I am a little daunted; hopefully my body can adjust quickly.

On the bright side, I'm finding that the simple movements of my arms to put the things where they need to be put seems to be good for my rib??? I'm in a lot less pain following the work today, it seems. I was pretty shocked by that. But then again, we'll have to see how I feel tomorrow...

Ohhh, goodness, Sephiroth, it's late. It's late, and I'm tired. It's like 1:30 in the morning. So I'm gonna stop writing now.

Hey. I love you. And lots of other people do, too, okay? Don't forget it. Don't lose sight of it. You don't have to be perfect to be lovable and worthy. You don't have to be perfect in order to avoid being thrown away or replaced.

You can't be replaced. So stay safe out there. Please come back to us. We miss you.

Your friend, Lumine

[aneyeforlondon]

Sunday, April 30, 2023

Today is “get your behind off my boat” day LOL. We are very sad, however; we are somewhat glad at the same time as this means we are off to London! We wake up and get dressed as we have our bags packed already aside from what we had planned to wear and our makeup, etc. We head down to breakfast and sit by ourselves. We ordered some breakfast and had some very strong coffee. After breakfast, we get back to the room to brush our teeth and get our checked luggage outside with our gray tag. We are the last group to leave the boat. We sit in the lounge with Cindy and Alisa, as Heather and Bridget have left already. We start talking about what our next trip is going to be and decide to go ahead and put a deposit down. We haven’t decided yet, but it’s looking like a Christmas Market cruise. We walk up to Rachels desk and she takes care of securing our deposit for us. She is supposed to go to the airport at the same time as us, however; when the van came to pick us up, she is not able to leave. I was sad I had not been able to say goodbye as she must have gotten hung up by another passenger. We are very well taken care of both on the way to the airport and when we arrive. Ama employees were waiting for us to get there and walked us all the way to security to ensure we got on the right plane. Sherri and I get our luggage checked and head off in search of the BA lounge. We end up walking around for at least 30 minutes in vain and finally think we’ve found the lounge only to find out it was closed for renovation. But lucky for us, a BA employee came out and said the temporary lounge was in a cafe and she is headed there and asks us to follow her. We had actually walked past this cafe and saw the sign but did not read the fine print that indicated this was the BA as well as a couple of other airlines lounge. We get some nice fresh bread, cheese, ham, olives, and some yummy potato salad and some cole slaw. I was so hungry, but this hit the spot! It’s soon for loading the plane, so we make our way to the gate D16, which is our gate and are just in time to load. We are group 1 and board the plane quite quickly. We are served afternoon tea on the plane and I can barely eat, but manage to get down a little bit of sandwich, a scone with clotted cream and strawberry jam and a couple of bites of carrot cake and tea of course! We land at Heathrow without incident as the flight is quite short. Once we get the skywalk connected, which took a minute, and we head down to get our luggage. That too takes a minute, but we make it through security and out to pick up our Heathrow Express tickets. We look at the cost and decide to take the Elizabeth Line instead. It isn’t a straight shot to Paddington, but we finally get there and grab a taxi to the hotel. As it is after 5:00, our room is ready and reception is super nice and have our luggage brought up to our room 449. Our room is nice and we get unpacked and wait for Cindy and Alisa to get here. I can’t remember what we were doing on Sherri’s phone, but we missed the first text from Cindy stating she was on her way, but we do catch the one where she is here. We went down to their room and then let them have a little time to get unpacked and we met in the lobby a little later and walk down to Bunch of Grapes for dinner. We walk all the way to Harvey Nics just to show them how easy it is to get to Harrods and other stores. We get to the pub and someone is sitting at our table which has been reserved. A not very nice man finally gets up and they clean the table and we sit down. We all go to the bar and place our orders for food and drink, my usual fish and chips and Gin and Tonic are all yummy. We come back to the hotel and sit in the bar for a bit, the girls had another drink, but I pass. We came back up to our room and I am so ready to get my jammies on and sleep. Tomorrow we go to the Royal Mews.

[acanvasofabillionsuns]

:D

legendlark has consumed my brain and nothing else remains (<- listened to two episodes + at least the beginning of multiple intros bc i was looking for the ya-yas one) (it's ep 51)

they are so so silly and bring me so much joy and also i love the music and story and everything

also i went out with a friend and i listened to it on the way there and long story short they might start listening to legendlark 👀

the friend outing was delightful btw!!!!!! we had lunch and then boba and had a great time hanging out

i've never tried boba before and after asking a few questions then i got strawberry milk tea with strawberry pop pearls :D it was v yummy!!!

also the lunch was waffle house and mmmmmm good food

also also my dad and i made cookies yesterday so i had a few of those today :^)

and then i had a turkey sandwich for dinner mmmmmmm

theamandafiles <3

so a few days ago i went down a tumblr rabbithole, and this was a thing that i knowingly went into but also after like the first day then i was like "okay time to start climbing out" and now i have Actually done so :]

read some good cool dp x dc fics <3

watched good omens with ashes! more characters have been introduced and balls are starting to roll 👀

also ey fell asleep at the end and i managed to wake em up to tell em gn + ily (raphael if u see this. i love you <3) and how i woke em up is going to be a fun little secret but it was hilarious on my part <333

day full of laughter and friends <3

[emeraldbabygirl]

No because this is actually so cute the way bento boxes are with all their goodies and just the whole idea of it and in general making food for your partner or family is just 🥺🥺🥺 I’d be so so happy if I had someone make cute and yummy lunches for me and I have been baking and cooking a lot recently and it would be so cute to cook and make a cute lil lunch for my hubby or whatever every once in a while maybe as something special. I wouldn’t be able to do it everyday cause the prep work and time it takes to get everything together is so much 😣 but imagine putting together a cute lunch and cute accessories and lil bags to put them in would be so so cute and having cute lil pots and pans and ahhhh I was looking at tamagoyaki pans today and they are so so cute for eggs and lil wieners or maybe lil pancakes idk and the other things on the bentoandco website is so so cute :( and I love my dino sandwich cutters and making my own cute lunches I would love to do that at least for myself so my lunches can be exciting and fun 👉👈

I just thought this was kinda funny with her pose and thinking about hot dogs while cooking food. Sometimes I cook something and think about a food I’d rather have.

I like watching this lady her kitchen is very pretty and the vlogs are aesthetically pleasing and I think it’s a cute lil fantasy of having a pretty kitchen and getting to cook yummy foods for your s/o and things. And I Ike watching Imamu room too cause she’s very wholesome and her videos make me feel calm for the most part

[writemywaytoyourheart]

Aim For The Heart | Chapter 2: Push and Pull

Pairing: hitman!jk x female reader

Genre: E2L, romance, drama, angst

WC: 8.2k

Warnings for this chapter: stalking, alcohol consumption, a gun, attempted murder, language (jk has a potty mouth) pls let me know if there's anything I should add!

Tag list; @hopekookies @moonchild1 @barbellastyles98 @teresaisla @ggukkieland @mwitsmejk @scuzmunkie @jaebeomsblackgf @sugaslittlekookies

summary; Jeon Jungkook is an infamous hitman, known for his inability to fail at whatever job is thrown his way. At least, up until now. Y/n, a kind-hearted and full of life teacher, is his newest target. Jeon isn't sure who would put a hit on this seemingly innocent girl, but fortunately, that isn't his problem. All he has to do is pull the trigger. 

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Jungkook blinks up at his ceiling, his eyes dry from keeping them open for so long. The light of the sun is starting to peek through his blinds, signaling that morning has officially come. He finally looks away from his ceiling to look at the window where the light is creeping in.

Jungkook sighs and sits up, running a hand through his hair and mussing it up. He's not sure he even got a wink of sleep last night. There's something about this case that's apparently keeping him up at night, and he's barely even started.

He can't help but wonder what this girl did to make herself a target. He's not questioning whether he should go through with it, no, that's not even a question. The money on this girl's head has to be at least three if not four times as much as his previous hits.

Jungkook just wants to know what he's getting himself into, that's what's bugging him the most. He doesn't like walking into situations and not knowing everything that's going on.

He looks around his tiny studio apartment, his eyes blurry. Then, he starts to laugh to himself quietly. With a job that pays this much, he's worrying an awful lot about things that don't matter.

After another minute of delaying the inevitable, Jungkook forces himself to get up and get dressed before grabbing an apple to eat on the way.

As he locks his apartment door behind him, the neighbor's door opens and Jungkook sees a familiar face smiling brightly at him.

"Good morning, Jungkook!"

"Hi, Hoseok. How are you this morning?" Jungkook asks politely.

The older boy smiles even brighter if that's possible as he holds up a rolled-up paper, "I'm great since I've got a new paper to read. Thanks for leaving it, Kook."

Jungkook smiles, "No problem. I was getting one anyway, thought I might as well grab an extra."

Hoseok nods, "Where are you off to? I thought you didn't work at the coffee shop on Tuesdays?"

"Oh, I'm going job hunting," Jungkook responds lightly. "I'm tired of working at the coffee shop." He laughs as Hoseok pouts.

"I haven't even gotten to visit you while you work! Darn." Hoseok snaps his fingers in disappointment. "Oh well, good luck on the job hunt!"

"Thanks, Hoseok." Jungkook smiles and turns to leave, only relaxing when he hears his neighbor's door shut. That's something he doesn't like about having a friendly neighbor, he hates lying to people that seem to actually care about him.

Hoseok was always saying he wanted to visit Jungkook and get some discounted coffee. Jungkook doesn't have the heart to tell him that it was all a lie. In fact, everything he knows about him is a lie.

That's why he doesn't involve a lot of people in his life and he plans to keep it that way.  

Jungkook shakes his head to clear it. He's been getting too emotional lately and his head isn't in his work.

"That stops here and now," Jungkook vows to himself as he waits at a crosswalk, watching the cars drive by.

A few minutes later, he arrives at Sunshine Kindergarten.

Jungkook is caught off guard when he sees the girl immediately. He had expected to have to wait for her arrival again today. She's sitting outside the school on the steps, a book in her hands that's long forgotten as she looks up at the sky. It looks like she's talking to someone, but when Jungkook looks around, there's no one else anywhere near her.

The girl cocks her head to the side, then starts to rock back and forth a little as she continues to talk to no one. Too curious for his own good, Jungkook crosses the street to get closer. Maybe if he gets close enough, he can hear what she's saying.

"I th-think...maybe s-sandwiches would be a good idea."

The hell?

Jungkook glances at her as he pretends to just stroll by. She's definitely talking to herself.

"No, no no no. I had a s-sandwich for l-lunch yesterday..." She bites the fingernail on her right thumb as she seems to contemplate something. She takes no notice of Jungkook while she continues to look at her book, then the sky.

"Mm, maybe tt-tteokbokki?"

Jungkook fights the urge to look at her like she's insane and just continues to walk by until he's safe to turn and keep an eye on her.

"Oooh, tteokbokki sounds y-yummy." The girl says with finality. Then she glances at her phone, notices the time, and starts putting her book in her cupcake and cookie decorated bag. A minute later, she's walking into the school and leaving his line of sight.

"What the hell..." Jungkook mutters to himself.

Who even is this girl?

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Today, as Jungkook follows behind the girl as she walks home, she stops several times to talk to babies, dogs, and even a bird.

Jungkook just follows behind in disbelief.

This has to be some kind of an act.

Yeah, that's definitely what it is. This girl is better than he thought, she's got her whole act planned out to throw anyone off her track. She's going to have to do better than acting like some innocent school teacher to throw him off though.

This time, instead of heading straight home, the girl goes to an arcade. When Jungkook walks into the arcade a minute later, he spots her in the same white skirt and chunky tennis shoes, a light blue cardigan around her shoulders.

She's playing one of the games by herself, her face set into one of pure determination. Jungkook goes to a game where he can still see her and starts to play. He's more focused on making sure she doesn't leave, so he ends up losing that first round.

He doesn't really care though, he watches her carefully as she shouts in triumph. A few tickets come out of her little machine and she snags them, running to the front to trade them in for a tiny stuffie.

The girl ends up staying at the arcade for another two hours, collecting enough tickets to trade in for an octopus stuffie that's almost the size of her to go along with the tiny starfish one she got earlier.

She looks laughable as she carries her prizes out the front door and down the street, clutching the giant octopus like her life depends on it. The little starfish rides along safely in her bag.

One more stop is made as the girl gets a little cup of ice cream from a man selling it on the side of the street. The second he asked her if she wanted to buy some, it was like she couldn't say no as she hurriedly agreed and bought one scoop of ice cream. When she leaves, Jungkook goes up to the man and buys a scoop of mint chocolate chip ice cream to eat while he follows her.

He hasn't had a decent meal all day and he's starving.

It's starting to get dark by the time Jungkook recognizes the streets they're on and realizes she's finally heading home. Weirdly enough, the girl turns and walks down a dark alley, even though the streetlamp near it is flickering on and off.

Doesn't she have any sense of self-preservation? Jungkook thinks to himself.

It might not be good for her, but it's definitely something that could help him out immensely. He'll have to keep tailing her for a few more days to make sure, but if she continues to use this dark alley as a shortcut, then she's practically doing his job for him.

Sure enough, they end up a lot closer to her apartment by the time they're out of the alley. So, it's a shortcut she probably uses quite often. Then Jungkook notices that she hasn't turned around to look at her surroundings this entire time.

She's making this too easy.

He could have this job over with by the end of the week if luck stays on his side. It's always a relief when it doesn't take him long to get a job done.

He's really had nothing to worry about, why was he worrying so much? It isn't his business why this girl is a target, it's his job to carry out his end of the deal, that's all.

It feels like a weight has lifted off of his shoulders as he climbs the stairs to his apartment that night. He says hello to Hoseok, who's sitting outside and reading, before making his way inside.

The first thing he does is jump in the shower, then when he's finished, he makes himself some ramen.

Jungkook sits alone at his little dining table, gently blowing on the noodles in-between his chopsticks. His hair is still damp from his shower, but he's cozy in his sweats with something close enough to a real meal than he's had all day. He gets up once to grab some kimchi and soju from the fridge, then he stays at the dining table until he's downed two bottles.

This happens every time he gets a new job. It feels good at the moment, but he knows he's going to regret it in the morning. That's the only thought that stops him from grabbing a third bottle.

By the time he's settled into bed, he's forgotten what was worrying him so much the past few days. He smiles to himself, relieved that he'll be getting that money in a week at most. He'll have to come up with a plan when he isn't hammered like he is now. That's the last thought to pass through his mind before he's out like a light.

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You wake up to the sound of birds chirping.

Not real birds, just the sound that you chose for your alarm. Something you're grateful that Mina helped you do. The other alarm sounds just give you anxiety when they go off.

You don't notice it at first, but by the time you've become aware of your surroundings, you realize that your legs are all tangled up with the tentacles of a giant octopus stuffie. The small starfish stuffie is laying by your head. The events of last night, you getting enough tickets to get your new little friends, makes their way into your brain.

You laugh and snuggle into it more.

No wonder you slept so soundly last night; you had something to cuddle!

You breathe deeply, after a few minutes you're awake enough to sit up and rub your eyes. Smiling to yourself at the sight of the beautiful golden light seeping in through your blinds, you sigh happily. Normally you don't like waking up, but today feels different. There's something that's shifted, but you can't tell what it is.

Maybe it's because you slept so well last night. The nightmares that usually plague your dreams, were absent. You smile at the giant octopus in your arms, "Y-You chased away all the b-bad dreams!" You exclaim, hugging it tightly to your chest, "Thanks, C-Cookie!"

You named the stuffie last night, the starfish also got a name, Smiley, due to the tiny smile stitched into its adorable little face.

You sit in bed for another minute or so, just staring into space and thinking about random things. Then you slip out of bed and hurry to the bathroom to get a quick shower. As the water pours down your head and shoulders, you start to sing a song that's been stuck in your head for a few days. Your voice cracks as you try to hit the higher notes, but you pay it no mind and keep singing your heart out.

With your hair wrapped up in a towel on top of your head, you pour yourself a bowl of your favorite cereal. You play your favorite songs as you eat and hum along to them, your mind wandering. When you're finished, you move to your room to get dressed.

Opening your closet, you stand there and scan the limited amount of clothing you have as if you had millions of choices to pick from. "One, two, three, four..." You count lowly to yourself, pointing at each shirt, skirt, and pants hanging in your closet. After a minute of debating, you decide to wear your light blue flowy skirt today instead of your favorite white one. You pull it on, then grab a white blouse along with some frilly white socks.

Mina texted you earlier to tell you how sorry she was, but she couldn't drive you today. Her work wanted her in at six o'clock sharp. You didn't need to be at work until seven. You reassured her that you would be totally fine walking. You love to walk in the mornings anyway, the fresh air always smells so nice and all the birds seem to be braver as they are out more in the morning. The whole world is just so quiet and beautiful as it wakes up.

You hum to yourself as you pull on your favorite tennis shoes. It takes you a few tries to get the laces done, but you manage.

"What should I eat f-for lunch today?" You ask yourself as you scan your fridge. You really want to try making some kimbap, but the last time you tried that without Mina's help, you ended up with a burned finger and almost lost another finger trying to cut the veggies.

So, you decide to make yourself another simple sandwich today, cheese this time. When you're done putting it together, you get out your cookie cutters and get to work. You have to contain your excitement at the heart-shaped sandwiches sitting on the counter after you're finished.

You stick to letting yourself jump around for a second to let the giddiness out, then you force yourself to calm down enough to grab a container and gently put the little sandwiches in. You grab a few more little snacky things to put in your lunch bag, then you zip it all up.

Finally, you're ready to go!

You grab your bag and sling it over your shoulder, then you snag your lunch and clutch it tightly in your fist as you make your way out of your apartment, remembering to lock the door this time.

Mina would be proud of you.

The crisp June morning air hits your nose and you breathe in deeply, a smile spreading on your face as you descend the stairs.

You make good time this morning, seeing as there isn't much to catch your attention today. You arrive at the school twenty minutes before the bell is going to ring, so you decide to sit on the steps again today like you did yesterday. It's just too nice out here to be all closed up in your classroom before your kids even get here.

You pull out your drawing pad from your bag and get comfortable on the front steps. Next, you take out your colored pencils as you scan the area, trying to figure out what you should draw today.

You see something across the street, the kind old man that runs the paper stand. Maybe you could draw him and give it to him as a present when it's all finished! You nod in excitement and get to work, your nose soon buried in your drawing pad.

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Jungkook had decided this morning that he would follow the girl from her home. If he was lucky and she was going to walk today it would be a perfect chance to see if she always uses the alleyway or if she had just used it by chance last night.

The girl comes out of her place around six-twenty, in a light blue skirt this time. Jungkook smirks, so she does own something that isn't just that one white skirt.

Her hair is a little messed up as if she forgot to brush it before leaving. She's got a scrunchie on her wrist, but it appears that she has no intention of using it.

Jungkook follows a little ways behind her, as he has been these past few days. With how distracted this girl gets, he could walk right behind her and she'd never notice him.

Surprisingly, she doesn't stop much on the way to the school. She skips a little, probably to the beat of the song she's listening to in her headphones. A few people, Jungkook notices, give her odd looks.

He later finds out when he hears her, that it's probably because she's talking to herself as she looks at the sky, then down to her shoes as she watches herself walk.

He shakes his head, seriously wanting to know what the story is behind this target.

She deserves an oscar, Jungkook thinks in amusement.

Then he notices that she doesn't use the alley, she just passes by it.

Maybe she'll use it again tonight, he thinks hopefully.

At one point, the girl trips over a crack in the sidewalk and lurches forward. He isn't sure why, but he finds himself stepping closer, his hands out to catch her before he realizes what he's doing. Jungkook steps back and clears his throat, watching as she catches herself anyway, and continues to skip down the sidewalk.

When they get close to the school, Jungkook crosses the street and heads over to buy a paper from the old man before finding a bench and settling down on it. He looks over the paper, expecting the girl to just go inside, but instead, she sits on the steps again.

He watches as she pulls a notebook out of her childish bag, then she pulls out a little box. Out of the little box, she takes some colored pencils. She looks across the street and he can tell she's decided to draw the old man at the paper stand.

Huh.

This girl is undoubtedly strange.

She sits and draws in concentration for a good ten minutes, then she gathers up her things and heads inside. She must be too excited about her picture because as she's skipping in she yet again trips on the last step and stumbles. The girl catches herself and continues in as if she's used to tripping over everything.

Jungkook cocks an eyebrow, then just shakes his head again and goes back to reading the paper. He's got some time to kill before school is over.

It turns out, he would see the girl before the last bell.

Jungkook thanks the man at the food stand and heads to his little bench to sit down and eat his lunch, grateful that he's going to be eating actual meals today.

He digs into the tteokbokki and fish cakes immediately. It's as delicious as he expected it to be and he tries not to groan in satisfaction at the taste of something that isn't just instant ramen noodles. But what he doesn't expect, is to see the girl coming out from the school.

Jungkook chokes on a rice cake as he scrambles to grab his paper and flip it open, covering his face. He settles his breathing enough to be able to swallow the bite that almost killed him, his eyes closed in annoyance. When he slowly peeks over the top, he sees her sitting on the front steps again, a little pink lunch sack in her lap. She moves her legs so her skirt doesn't ride up and expose anything, then she opens the lunch bag.

Jungkook watches in mounting disbelief as she pulls out what looks to be a heart-shaped sandwich.

How much weirder can this girl get?

She says something to herself before taking a big bite of the sandwich, her cheeks puffing out like a chipmunk that stuffed one too many nuts in his mouth.

He shakes his head and stabs a little rice cake before shoving it in his mouth. He isn't sure why this girl is starting to annoy the crap out of him, but she is. Jungkook looks up again when he hears a loud laugh ring out from across the street. A couple that was walking look at the girl like she's insane, but she doesn't seem to notice.

She just covers her mouth with her hand and snorts as she looks at something on her phone. Jungkook scoffs and goes back to his paper, the annoyance seeping off of him.

How can someone be so annoyingly happy all the time? Damn.

It's like she knows she's got everything she's ever wanted and she couldn't care less about anyone else's problems.

Jungkook despises people like that.

It's as if a switch goes off in him and he's suddenly really freaking pissed off. People like her think that life is so easy all the damn time. Do they ever struggle with anything?

He snaps his paper to straighten it out, trying to calm himself down before he goes into that nasty hole of becoming envious of those more fortunate than him.

Against his better judgment, Jungkook looks over the paper at her again, his chest only burning with more hatred as she starts to count the stupid little carrot sticks in the container on her lap.

Fucking annoying.

By the time Jungkook looks up again, the girl is gone. A second later, the bell signaling the end of lunch rings loudly.

Jungkook sits on the bench in a funk until the end of school bell rings. When he finally sees the target coming out of the school, he stands up and starts to follow her. The same routine he's been doing since Monday. Jungkook mulls over a few things in his head as he watches her stop at several food stands until she's got a cup of rice cakes, a scoop of ice cream, a fish cake skewer, and a mochi that's bigger than usual. He doesn't know how she is able to carry all that, but she manages.

She walks around a bit, looking into the windows of shops, her forehead pressing against the glass as she stares at a gaudy red dress. She stuffs another bite of mochi in her mouth, chewing sadly as she reluctantly drags herself away from the store window.

Jungkook looks at the dress in distaste; it's hideous. He can't imagine someone actually buying that thing, besides, it's probably way overpriced anyway.

He turns from it to keep following her, seeing that she's stopped now at a window where a few puppies are running around and playing with each other. The girl smiles at them and puts her hand up to the glass. A tiny brown puppy inches close to her hand and licks the glass that separates them.

She giggles delightedly.

Jungkook watches, emotionless.

When is she going to head home?

Finally, after what feels like hours, the girl starts taking the streets that lead back to her apartment. Jungkook sighs in relief, then he gets another nice surprise when she turns to head into the alley by her house.

A smirk spreads on his face as he enters the alley behind her. He knows what he's going to do.

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The next day passes just like they have been this past week. Jungkook trails the girl from her apartment to the school, from the school back to her apartment. It's a relief to find that whenever she walks, she takes the alley by her house on the way home.

Now, Jungkook is sure what his plan is going to be.

It'll be sure to draw attention when this girl is dead, there's no doubt about it. No one is going to suspect her of being anything other than a school teacher, so why would someone kill her?

Jungkook has thought through it all. This is what he does for a living, of course he isn't going to be sloppy about it. He'll be done with this by Sunday and no one will suspect anything other than a robbery gone wrong.

He happened to overhear the conversation between the target and her friend that drives the black car. The friend will be gone by Saturday morning, out of the picture and none the wiser.

Jungkook needs to be careful today though. He also overheard them this morning talking about how they are going to be meeting up at the girl's apartment tonight. Something about doing girl shit before the friend leaves tomorrow.

So, Jungkook decides to take the day off. He heads back home, not about to be caught by this friend that's probably a lot smarter than the target.

He'll just come to her apartment tomorrow morning and the plan will be over by tomorrow night.

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When you see Mina's car parked out in front of the school, you start running outside excitedly, your bag bouncing as you bound down the front steps.

"M-Mina!"

She has a huge smile on her face when you open the passenger door and climb in. "Hey, girl!" Mina shouts, yanking you over to hug you. "Aren't you excited it's Friday??"

You nod, "Yes, b-but...I am g-gonna miss you." You pout.

Mina shakes her head, "Nuh-uh. Tonight we party, there shall be no tears!"

You laugh as you buckle yourself in, "Ok, I p-promise I won't cry. W-What are we going to do tonight?"

Mina smirks sneakily and nudges your arm, "Oh you'll see~"

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You clap in excitement when you see what Mina has planned for you two. After you unlocked your apartment door and let her in, she had set down a few bags, then instructed you to open them.

Inside one, you found a tub of ice cream, a box of cookies, and a few bags of your favorite types of chips. In the other, there were two blankets, two pairs of fuzzy socks, and a couple different movies.

"We g-get to have m-movie night?" You jump up and down as Mina nods happily.

"Yes! Now you have to pick which movie you want to watch. Should we do romance or comedy?" She starts pulling the stuff out of the bags as you mull over the different choices.

You have a hard time deciding things a lot of the time, that's why Mina usually has you make the choice. She wants you to get some practice making decisions.

After she's set everything up, she turns back to see you on your knees, leaning over the movies that you've laid out on the ground. You're biting the nail on your thumb as you appear concerned, looking at the movies.

Your best friend laughs and moves to crouch next to you. She looks at you and speaks softly, "Do you want to laugh tonight, or do you want to get the butterflies in your tummy?"

You turn to her and a shy smile spreads on your face, "Ok, l-let's do romance!"

A few minutes later, you're cuddled up next to your best friend. You both have fuzzy socks on and blankets, keeping you warm. You each also have a spoon, scooping out the ice cream as your eyes are glued onto one of your favorite romance movies of all time.

Not even three hours have passed when you're both dead asleep on your couch. Soft snores leave Mina's mouth, both of your legs tangled up with each other. The second movie is playing in the background, long forgotten after you both fell asleep not even halfway through.

The next morning, you wake up on the couch groggily. You look around in confusion, forgetting for a minute why you're on the couch. Then you remember and you laugh to yourself as you rub your eyes. Then you look around again.

Mina isn't anywhere and you think for a moment that she's left without saying goodbye. You hang your head, trying not to cry. Then you hear the toilet flush and the water run in the bathroom. You sigh in relief and wait patiently for her to come out.

When she does, you instantly stand up, "Want s-some breakfast?" You offer. She smiles sadly, "I wish I could stay for breakfast. But I have to leave now. I still have to grab my luggage and head to the airport. My flight is at ten."

You look at your phone and see that it's eight o'clock.

"Oh," You say sadly.

Mina walks over and hugs you, "Don't worry, ___. I'll be back before you know it! And I'll call you whenever I'm not working, okay?"

You nod and smile at her to reassure her that you're okay.

She leaves a few minutes later and you find yourself alone in your quiet apartment once again. Your nose twitches as you try not to tear up, then you move to the kitchen to get yourself some of your favorite cereal to cheer yourself up.

You'll have to plan some fun things for you to do while she's gone, or you might just go crazy.

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Jungkook has been outside the girl's apartment since eight this morning. He saw the friend leaving a little after he got there. He recognized her shoulder-length black hair immediately and he knew it was the driver.

He had smiled to himself when he saw her get into her car and drive away. He honestly can't believe the luck he's had on this job so far. This is going to be the easiest he's ever had it.

But now, he's sitting on a bench in complete and utter boredom as he waits for the girl to leave her house. It turns out, she doesn't leave her house until almost lunchtime.

By the time he sees a flash of black and grey, he's almost fallen asleep on the bench. But he jerks up the second he sees the girl hurrying down her stairs. She looks totally different today...

Jungkook is surprised to see the girl is in grey sweatpants and a long black t-shirt. A black bucket hat is on her head, seemingly hiding her bed head if the knotted bits of the hair he can see tell anything.

She's usually more put together, but then again, it is the weekend. Not everyone should be expected to go all out to look decent when they aren't working.

But there is one thing that hasn't changed; the girl is still simple as hell looking.

She doesn't have a bit of make-up on as she rubs her eyes.

He gets up to follow her once she's about two blocks away.

Jungkook shakes his head when he sees that even though her outfit is completely devoid of color today, she still has that damned bag covered in colorful treats.

It seems like today this girl is on a mission. She walks briskly and not a single thing distracts her. She only stops once, to get a small bite of lunch from a food stand. Jungkook realizes where they're headed a second before the girl stops.

She looks into the window of the store and waves at the brown puppy. It wags its tail at her and she smiles for the first time that Jungkook's seen today.

The girl goes into the store and Jungkook follows a minute later.

He sees her talking to a woman at the front. She points at the dogs in the front window and the woman nods with a smile. A minute later, the girl has the brown puppy in her arms as she's sitting in one of the little places with a bench and walls to keep the dogs that are being held from getting out.

"Can I help you, sir?"

Jungkook flinches and turns to see the woman that helped the girl looking at him with a smile. "Oh, uh...I, uh..." Jungkook looks around frantically, then he points at a little black kitten that's sitting in a big cage, staring at him.

"Can I uh...hold that kitten?"

Why the hell is he so awkward??

The woman smiles brighter and nods, "Of course! Come with me."

Jungkook tries not to groan in frustration as he follows her to the kitten's cage. This wasn't part of the plan, but whatever.

The little ball of fluff mewls when the woman takes it out and hands it to a very stressed Jungkook.

Damn it.

He flinches when the kitten licks his nose. The woman laughs, "Looks like he's finally found someone he likes. No one that's ever come in here to hold him has ever had him more than a few seconds before he freaked out."

Jungkook forces himself to smile at the employee. Then, he turns to keep an eye on the girl, pretending like he's just talking to the kitten.

"Hi, little guy." He speaks softly, his eyes shifting to see the girl hugging the puppy close to her chest.

After a few minutes, the girl reluctantly hands the puppy back to the store employee, her eyes watering as she talks to the little dog.

"I p-promise I'll come back and b-buy you next t-time, okay?" Then she hurries out of the store, making Jungkook hand the kitten to a random employee. "I might get him another time." He says in a rush before hurrying out after her.

The day is spent much like it is after she gets off work every day. The girl gets some steamed buns and walks through the park, humming along to whatever song is playing in her headphones. Jungkook strolls along behind her, going through the plan over and over again in his head to make sure he isn't missing anything.

He's pretty sure he's got it all down to the last detail, nothing should go wrong tonight. This target is quite predictable, but there's always that chance that they pull something that you don't expect. Jungkook doubts that'll happen with this girl, but he can't be positive. After all, if she is acting, then she could turn it on him in an instant.

Jungkook watches the girl doubtfully as she tries to stuff more steamed bun into her mouth than it can take.

Geez.

Then the girl suddenly plops down on the ground. Jungkook stops and sits on a nearby bench to watch her. She sets her paper bag of remaining steamed buns on the grass next to her, then pulls out the drawing notebook that Jungkook has seen her use several times this week.

The girl gets right to work, her nose stuffed into the notebook as she scribbles madly. Jungkook fights the urge to get up and look over her shoulder at what she's drawing. He used to love to draw when he was younger. When the world wasn't such a brutal place to live in and be accepted.

Jungkook leans back on the bench and tilts his head up to the sky as he closes his eyes. He gets the feeling that they're going to be here for a while. Besides, he can still hear her drawing, no need to keep an eye on her. The feeling of the warm sun on his skin makes some distant memories try and sneak their way into his brain, but Jungkook immediately blocks them out.

He takes a deep breath of the fresh June air through his nose, then blows it out through his mouth slowly. Hell, he's exhausted.

Jungkook reaches a hand up to snatch his black baseball cap off and sets it in his lap. Then he starts to massage the back of his neck, his eyes still closed. He feels like he hasn't had nearly enough sleep this week, the stress of just wanting to get this blasted job done keeping him up at night.

The sound of the girl drawing and mumbling to herself reaches Jungkook's ears as he continues to massage his neck. Then he moves down and starts to rub the tense part of his shoulder close to his neck. After that, Jungkook moves his hands to start massaging his face. He rubs his eyes and temples, moving down to his cheeks.

"Hello, mister."

Jungkook flinches at the tiny voice and his eyes fly open as he yanks his hands from his face.

There's a very very small girl standing in front of him, her long black hair in two braids on either side of her face. Her huge dark eyes stare into Jungkook's as he calms his breathing.

Fucking hell. Scared the shit out of me.

"What do you-"

Jungkook cuts himself off when the little girl steps even closer until she's standing in between his spread legs. He leans back, one of his eyebrows rising in confusion.

The hell does this girl want?

Jungkook looks around to see if he can find her mother or father. When he looks back at her, she's smiling shyly, her wide eyes still staring straight into his soul.

"What do you need?" He snaps.

She doesn't react to his sharp tone, she just reaches out and snags his baseball cap. Jungkook tries to protest but she places it on her head anyway. She looks even tinier if that's possible, his hat looking positively massive on her small head. "My name is Mi-Rah." She whispers.

Jungkook feels a twist in his stomach. This innocent child shouldn't be anywhere near someone like him. He kills people for a living.

Where on earth are her parents? Have they taught her nothing about stranger danger?

Then Mi-Rah reaches into her pocket and pulls out a piece of candy in a very crumpled wrapper. She takes Jungkook's large hand and places it into his open palm. "You look very sad, mister. Sometimes all we need to feel happy is something sweet, no matter how small."

Jungkook tears his eyes away from the little candy and looks at the tiny girl in disbelief. How old is she?

"Uh...thank you-"

"You don't have to thank me, mister. Maybe just...make someone else smile today. Give someone else a chance to be happy." The little girl says simply. Then she takes his hat off her head and places it back onto his own before turning and running off.

What the hell.

That girl spoke like an adult, but she couldn't have been any older than seven. Jungkook shakes his head, then glances at the candy. It has a bit of lint on it, there's no way in hell he's gonna eat that. So, without thinking, he stuffs it into his pocket, then his eyes shift over to where the girl is drawing.

Except she isn't there.

"Fuck." Jungkook jumps up and whips his head around, scanning the park. When he doesn't see a single sign of her, a growl leaves his throat and he starts walking. If that kid hadn't distracted him, this wouldn't have happened.

Jungkook walks around for a good two hours, but he hasn't seen the girl once. Now he's starting to panic. The sun will start going down soon.

What if she already went home?

His plan would be ruined.

Crap.

Jungkook takes his cap off and runs a hand through his hair in frustration. He doesn't want to have to wait another day to get this over with.

One more hour passes as Jungkook frantically walks around the city. He even goes to the girl's apartment to see if he can tell if she went home, but all the lights inside are off so she probably isn't in there.

After another hour, the sun is down.

Jungkook curses and kicks at a little stone on the sidewalk, watching it roll into the grass. He fucked up. He got distracted and now he's going to have to do this all over again tomorrow if he's even lucky enough that the girl will go out and stay out all day tomorrow.

After all these years, he's never lost a target before. He feels like an idiot. Out of all the hits he's had, every single one, this weird-ass kindergarten teacher is the one he loses. All because he let some kid come and distract him for a second.

He curses again and resists the urge to throw a punch at something, anything.

Jungkook turns around, ready to head home and curse himself until the day he dies. But he stops short when he sees a familiar figure walking down the street. A bucket hat covers their face, but the unmistakably ridiculous bag is hanging from her shoulder.

"Fucking hell." Jungkook sighs in relief as he watches the girl make her way towards the alley. His luck is back! The second the girl turns into the dark and desolate walkway, Jungkook follows her in.

She's singing softly to herself as she walks slowly, taking her time. As if there isn't a killer looming right behind her.

Jungkook pulls the gun he grabbed from his safe earlier out of his back pocket. The girl stops, then crouches to pick something up as Jungkook switches the safety off his gun.

He raises it slowly.

A tiny laugh slips out of the girl's mouth as she messes with something on the ground, her smaller figure crouched on the dirty cement of the alley.

Jungkook aims carefully, he's got a perfect target.

He can do it.

He can be done with this.

So, why isn't he pulling the trigger?

Jungkook shakes his head and raises the gun again.

Fuck.

The girl stands up again and starts to walk quickly.

Shit, shit, shit Jungkook scrambles after her, almost tripping on the trash piled in the alley. She happens to be the one to trip on it first. Her arms flail out and a tiny shriek leaves her mouth as she tumbles to the ground. "Ow." He hears her whimper quietly. "Owie." She pulls her right knee out from under her and pulls her sweats up enough to see the small cut on it. Ok, enough dilly-dallying Jungkook. Get it done. Jungkook raises the gun once more as the girl gets to her feet and starts to walk away. He's about to call out and get her attention so he can get her from the front. Make it look like a robbery gone bad. That's when he sees the papers on the ground that had fallen out of her bag when she fell. He doesn't know what possesses him to look closer, but he does. Shock courses through him at the drawings he sees. They're fucking terrible. They look like a four-year-old drew them, the coloring not even in the lines she drew. What the hell even is that? A fucking bird? There's something that looks kind of like an apple tree next to the deformed-looking bird thing. Another picture shows an awfully drawn lollipop. Who messes up a lollipop? Jungkook looks up at the girl, who has stopped to look at her phone. "Give someone else a chance to be happy." The tiny girl's words suddenly ring through his mind and Jungkook swallows thickly. He lowers the gun, his arm hanging limply at his side.   "Damn it." The girl swivels when she hears the voice of a man behind her, but when she turns there's no one there. She glances at the dumpsters and trash bags and listens intently. When she doesn't hear anything, she quickly turns and runs out of the alley. She runs the rest of the way home, only stopping when she's gotten inside and locked her door. ________________

"Fucking stupid!" Jungkook screams and throws the gun onto his bed. Why the hell did he hesitate? He never hesitates. He's shot dozens of people dead and he never blinked an eye. Why? Why now? This is the most paying job he's ever gotten and now he's fucked it up! He got distracted. That's all. If he hadn't spoken to that kid today or seen those stupid drawings, he wouldn't have messed up. "Ok, that's it," Jungkook growls and stomps over to the file sitting on his coffee table. It's been sitting there since Sunday a week ago. He grabs it and opens it angrily, a few papers spilling out and onto the floor. He doesn't bother cleaning them up. He just grabs the last one, the folded picture of the target. Jungkook unfolds it and glares at the image of the smiling girl. "I don't give a fuck why you're a target. I'm going to fucking kill you on Monday and that's it!" Then he tears the picture in half. He tosses it onto the coffee table and slumps down onto his couch, mentally exhausted. _______________ Jungkook spends Sunday holed up in his apartment. He's never been so pissed at himself before. No more distractions. If he doesn't get this done tomorrow, he doesn't know what he'll do. This hit is driving him insane. The only time he leaves his apartment is when Hoseok knocks and asks him to come over for dinner. As much as he would rather do anything but that, he agrees with a plastered smile. Jungkook sits at Hoseok's dining table awkwardly as his neighbor plates up the fried rice he made and hands a plate to him. "Thank you." Jungkook takes it and his stomach growls the second he smells the food. This is the first homecooked meal he's had in...well as long as he can remember. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door, and Hoseok laughs, "Oh, I almost forgot! I hope you don't mind, I invited some more of my friends over." Jungkook shakes his head, "I don't mind at all." When Hoseok opens the door, Jungkook sees a tall handsome man with broad shoulders and black hair walk in. He's taken by surprise by the man's beauty for a split second before he snaps out of it and sees another man walk in. This one is shorter and his hair is bleached blonde. The first man has a huge smile on his face and the second looks like his face has been set into a permanent look of uninterest. "Hi! You must be Jungkook!" The taller man says happily, reaching a hand out to shake Jungkook's. The younger man nods, "Yes, I am." "I'm Seokjin! And this is Yoongi." The handsome man turns and points at the blonde. Yoongi nods and sends Jungkook a small smile. "Nice to meet you," Jungkook responds politely, trying not to be awkward as hell. The only person he's really spoken to as an acquaintance for years is Hoseok, and he's only known him a little less than a year. Dinner goes by rather smoothly and the food is delicious, but Jungkook is grateful when he finally steps back into his own apartment. He's usually good at faking with people, part of his job is to charm people and put all suspicion off of himself. Tonight was different though, he felt exposed and like he couldn't put up a facade with those men. He takes a long hot shower, trying to wash away all the stress from the past week. When he's out of the shower and in his shorts, Jungkook crawls into bed and turns out the light. He blankly stares into the darkness for a while, trying not to let his brain run rampid so he can sleep. But he thinks back to the dinner a little while ago, anyway. Seokjin and Yoongi were nice, and Hoseok has always been kind to him. But, Jungkook feels uncomfortable, he feels off. He just isn't cut out for friends. He's a killer. That's all he is and that's all he'll ever be. And killers are meant to be alone. ______________ Jungkook sighs as he sits on the bench in front of the school. Hopefully, this will be the last day he has to do this. The girl had already gone into the kindergarten hours ago, it's nearing the end of the school day. All he has to do is tough it out until tonight. If the girl doesn't stay out till dark, he'll just have to lure her out of her apartment later somehow. He'll figure that out when he comes to it. The bell rings and Jungkook gets up to buy a paper from the old man that he's become quite acquainted with this past week. The two of them chat it up a bit as Jungkook watches the school doors. Eventually, he sees the girl leading a long line of kids out the front doors and down into the grass to wait to be picked up. It takes a little longer than usual, but finally, all the kids are gone and the girl goes back inside. When she comes out and starts walking down the street, Jungkook follows on the other side. As he walks he keeps an eye on her, but that means he isn't looking ahead. "Umph!" Jungkook jumps back in surprise when he sees a little old woman glaring at him after he ran into her. "Oh, sorry. I'm sorry." Jungkook bows his head in apology and the old woman nods curtly before walking around him. He looks back across the street, only to groan at seeing the girl is nowhere to be seen. "Not again." Jungkook moans in dismay. Then he jumps a mile high when he feels someone tap his shoulder. "Excuse m-me, sir." Jungkook turns and his heart stops in his chest when he sees the wide eyes of a horribly familiar girl staring up at him. She's clutching a piece of paper in her hands as a smile spreads on her face when she looks at him closer. Jungkook blinks a few times, the rest of him frozen in horror at being caught. "Th-This is for you." She holds out the paper. Jungkook takes it limply, his eyes never leaving hers. When the initial shock leaves his body, Jungkook tears his eyes away from the girl and looks down at what she gave him. He squints in confusion at what he sees. Then he looks back up at his target. What the hell is this?

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a/n: I hope you guys like this one. I wasn’t sure how I felt about it at first. Let me know what you think <3