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bleepblopbloop56 · 6 years ago

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Discovering the Soul

Okay guys heres the deal i mightve already posted this forever ago but i cant find it and im pretty sure it only got like 2 likes so were trying this again.

Warnings: panic attack, crying, soulmate au

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Virgil didn’t have a soulmate. Not really a surprise. A lot of people didn’t have soulmates, it was fairly common actually. Only about 75% of the population actually HAD the black stains on their skin, showing the first place their soulmate would touch them. Some people never find their soulmates, and that was fine. People still continued dating and getting married, even with people they knew weren’t their soulmate. Sometimes soulmates just didn’t exist, and that was okay.

What wasn’t okay was the stigma around not having a soulmate. In schools kids were often bullied for not having one, leading to higher risk of mental health problems in people without them.

The way that soulmarks work is simple. From the moment you’re born a black stain appears on your skin, the first time that your soulmate touches you will be in that place and you’ll know because the mark bursts into color. Most people had them on their hands, signifying a handshake, an accidental brushing of hands, a slap in some cases.

His friend Logan had one covering most of his back. His friend Roman had the usual hand one, covering the bottom an some of the top half of his fingers. Dee had one looking suspiciously like a bitch slap... Perhaps the soulmark shaped the person. Maybe if Dee had a different soulmark he wouldn’t act like such an ass all the time, practically begging to be slapped by someone. Maybe Logan wouldn’t be so observant if he wasn’t always sitting with his back towards the wall, watching the place, because he didn’t WANT a soulmate. Maybe if Virgil had a soulmark he’d be happy. Maybe he wouldn’t cover up every inch of his skin so people on the street wouldn’t know about his fate, maybe he’d actually let people touch him instead of jerking violently at even the wind, if it dares to get too close.

Maybe if Virgil wasn’t so closed off he would’ve known sooner…

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God how Virgil wished this would just be a normal day. How he wished he could turn back time and just, make things better. Patton was running just a bit too fast down the school’s hallway, Logan was walking a bit too slow to carry on a conversation outside of Virgil’s classroom. And suddenly, Logan’s back was slammed into by Patton’s chest, knocking them both over in the process. Logan gasped, but not in pain, and frantically tried feeling at his back. Patton took a minute more to realise what was happening, to even realise that had hit someone and fell.

“Logan?! Are you okay?!” virgil helped him up and tried his best to ignore the growing crowd of people. Logan didn’t seem to notice, or if he didn’t, he didn’t care.

“Check, please check” logan panted out, still not quite being able to grasp the situation. Virgil grimaced as he pulled the back of Logan’s shirt up and sure enough, his previously black stained skin was now covered in bright shades of blue, standing out against the rainbows. Patton was frantically pulling at his own collar, pushing it down just enough to expose the bright rainbow colors of a newly found soulmate.

“Oh my goodness!!!!” patton squealed jumping up and nearly tackling logan in a hug. And for the first time any of them have ever seen, logan laughed. He actually laughed as he wrapped his arms around patton and hugged him back. Sure, him and virgil had been friends for a while and he had seen logan chuckle, but this was different. This was a full blown laugh. Logan was happy. The local “i don’t need a soulmate” emotionless robot had seemed to completely forget his disinterest as he grabbed on tight to the happiest person in the world. Patton had tears in his eyes as he laughed too. Of course the goofiest, most clumsy boy in school ends up with a boy like him.

Virgil felt sick. He always heard that seeing someone get a soulmate was beautiful, “almost as beautiful as meeting your own” apparently. But seeing his best friend so happy, hugging a boy with a rainbow chest, it was just another reminder that of course virgil didn’t have a soulmate, and of course his best friend did.

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Everyone always thought roman would be one of the many people to not notice when their soulmark changed colors. Too many people brushed against each other in a crowd, never to be seen or heard from again. Most people assumed that since he did such vivid arm movements when he talked, expressing himself much like a cartoon, he’d end up somehow slapping someone who sat to close and not realising it.

“How could i ever not realise i touched my soulmate?! Its my true love i think i would know!!” princey said, wildly gesturing with his fork accidently slapping someone with a piece of chicken before plopping it into his mouth, completely oblivious.

“Are you 100% certain you would notice?” Patton had very quickly been pulled into their group of friends after the whole soulmate incident. Virgil hated seeing them together. He hated seeing the two together everyday and not being able to suppress his anger and sadness over not having someone to make him that happy. Almost everyone was surprised that logan “i don’t want a soulmate” berry was nearly constantly holding hands with patton foster and almost everyone could admit that he looked happier after they met. it made virgil sick.

“I’m just saying if this nerd found a soulmate before me something must be wrong with fate!” the conversation faded out as virgil stared off into space. All this soulmate talk never failed to make virgil uncomfortable. They knew he was still there right? He was snapped out of his thoughts by a grape smacking him straight in the face.

“Yo, stormcloud, you good?” roman never really was good at comforting, or being nice for that matter. He tended to upset people without meaning to with his mannerisms and jokes and nicknames. Half the school hated him and he had no idea what he did.

“Yeah, fine” virgil replied darkly, hiding a bit more behind his jet black bangs. He knew it was irrational to be angry at the group, none of them were responsible for his lack of soulmate. That was all his fault for being born wrong.

“I’m going to the bathroom” he choked out, leaving the table with tears in his eyes. Maybe he could just skip the rest of the school day. Then he wouldn’t have to see any godforsaken soul couples with their hand holding and forehead kissing and reminders of how virgil would never have that.

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Maybe if he hadn’t come to school today none if this would’ve happened. Maybe if he just stayed home his life would forever be different.

Maybe if he’d just stayed home he wouldn’t be having a panic attack with Roman prince sitting in front of him trying to calm him down.

“I can’t- i can’t- I can’t- I cant-” his breath came in violent hiccups as he reached into his hair and started to pull. Roman had never seen him so torn up over something so small like a kiss on the cheek. It was like the littlest things set him off anymore.

“please try and breathe Virgil, come on, deep breaths” he had no idea what he was doing and just prayed that he helped him in some way. Virgil shook his head and violently jerked away from Romans hand when it reached out to touch him.

“it’s not- it’s not fucking fair! It’s not fair it’s not fair” Virgil cried, curling in on himself, crying so hard he could puke. It wasn’t fair that other people got to be happy when Virgil didn’t. It wasn’t fair that Virgil got called names and pushed around just because he didn’t have a soulmate. It wasn’t fair.

Roman was desperately trying to calm down the boy in front of him, resisting the urge to just hug him and hold him tight. But Virgil didn’t like touching. And he definitely didn’t want to be touched now when he was freaking out over soulmates, when he was panicking.

But his hands were pulling at his hair, he was going to hurt himself if he didn’t stop soon.

Roman weighed his options and decided that he’d help calm him down after he made sure he was safe.

“Virgil please..” Roman reached his hand out to pull virgils hands away from his scalp, but Virgil jerked his away, trying to avoid contact, and left romans hand nowhere to go but in his hair.

And it was so much more beautiful than they could’ve ever imagined. It felt like Sparks and birthdays and puppies and love. All the negative emotions drained from them immediately, leaving them both gasping at the sudden change. Virgil’s hair burst into colors, shades of purples and blues outshining the rest.

“but… I thought I didn’t..” Virgil shot up from the floor and ran to the mirror. Hoping ad begging that he wasn’t just imagining the feeling. And he was more than overjoyed that his edgy vibe was brutally murdered by his now rainbow hair.

And he smiled. He smiled and smiled and smiled and smiled. He finally understood why couple’s acted the way they did when they met their soulmate. Why Logan was laughing, why Patton was crying, why even if you met in the middle of a tragedy you couldn’t help feeling like it’d all be okay. It was all so much love that left no room for pain or negativity. And then Virgil was crying, this time tears of joy.

“dude..” Roman whispered before jumping to his feet,“ DUDE!!!! Your hair!!! My hand!! Oh my God oh my fucking God look!!!” Roman gestures wildly towards his own hand, bouncing up and down like a middle schooler.

And then Roman was close, and closer, and then they were hugging and everything was electric. Romans head was nestled into Virgil’s hair, and it felt perfect. He placed a kiss right on the top of Virgil’s head, and it was fireworks all over again.

“is this how it’s gonna feel Everytime we touch?” Roman whispered, more to himself than anything, “ cause I’m never letting you go”

“Never let me go…”

#thomas sanders #sander sides #virgil sanders #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #logicality #prinxiety

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puurr · 5 years ago

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shehi everyone welcome BACK to my blog, hi how are ya ?? * waves wand * that was cringe, aNYWAYS i’m ru, t, goat, whatever you wanna call me and im bringing you THAT BITCH ™ in human form, like if that bitch was a person, this is what it would be. gosh, i talk too much lmao, but if you wanna plot feel free to mssg me on discord 𝒍𝒊𝒍 𝒖𝒛𝒊 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏.#1643 or here, whatever floats ur boat boo !! but ya’ll don’t care ab me 😈 so without further ado. & did i proof read? xxx

chicago’s very own 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 has been spotted on madison avenue driving a 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐒-𝐁𝐄𝐍𝐙 𝐆-𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐒 , welcome ! your resemblance to 𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒊 is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 birthday bash . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 , but being 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 might help you . i think being a 𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒓𝒂 explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒚𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒏 , 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒅 𝒂𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒘𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 , and 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒑𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒔 . ( i sabotaged a fellow gymnast, ruining her career forever because i saw her as my only threat. ) & ( cisfemale + she/her ) + ( ru, 18,he/him,est )

STATS ;

NAME : diamond tiaira patterson

NICKNAMES : dede, die, dee.

AGE : twenty - three .

BIRTHDAY : october 21st .

ZODIAC : libra .

GENDER : female .

PRONOUNS : she / her .

NATIONALITY : american .

ETHNICITY : african-american .

LABEL(S) : the prosperous , the athlete , the diva .

OCCUPATION : gymnast , ( aspiring ) singer , socialite , dancer , spokemodel.

POS : ( ridiculously ) athletic, driven, ambitious, articulate, stoic, intelligent, ( dangerously ) witty.

NEG : snarky, sarcastic, inconclusive, stubborn, envious, deceitful, greedy, mischievous, artificial.

AESTHETIC

atm machines dispensing hundreds of dollars, mink eyelashes so long, one blink might send you flying away, 10′s across the board, a wall adorned with shimmering trophies, and 1st place ribbons, hair extensions past your ass, extravagant nails that look like they’d be hard to manage, the “boujee” friend, snapchats of you and the squad getting lit in the backseat of your bodyguard driven cadillac, still being able to do tumbling passes and drop into the splits in any costume, and pushing away lingering feelings of guilt.

BACKGROUND ;

some people are born lucky, and others are lucky to be born, and as her name might suggest diamond tiaira patterson was one of thee few born lucky in chicago. her father is a big time music producer who peaked in the 90s all the way through the mid 2000s who worked with all your early childhood favorites and her mother is a former elite gymnast who wowed crowds in the summer olympics in ‘91.

the patterson name oozed greatness in the city and saw nothing but success, diamond was destined for greatness when her mom forced put her into gymnastics at age four, and the young woman thrived and excelled every since, even dedicating her talents to track and field, cheerleading, and volleyball in high school where she was a 4x state champion between cheerleading and volleyball. but, gymnastics always came first no matter what.

the glory at such a young age was enthralling, diamond loved the attention, she loved performing, it became a 2nd nature, but the pressure from her mom to push harder and harder, and the fear of letting her down was something that drove her competitive nature through the roof. but it gave her an edge, her desire to be great was sickening.

but, she had all the talent, and the accomplishments to back whatever she had to say.

the competitiveness drove her to sabotage a fellow competitor who scored a point higher than her, and had the possibility of beating her, so diamond put a teeny tiny thumbtack on the balance beam, and her opponent landed foot first on it and twisted that ankle all the way up and landed on her neck, her career? DONE FOR. it wasn’t her intention of course , she was young and impulsive, but what’s done was done.

diamond went on to gain national recognition for her accomplishments even having an OUTSTANDING showing in the olympics as part of team usa at the age of 19 winning four gold medals, and since then she’s been on magazine covers, guest starred on tv shows, modeled a bit, and she’s currently dabbling into music with the help of her father. a big reason why they moved to nyc he’s her dadager, and they want to make her the next big thing, but with all the personalities in nyc, they’re in for a surprise.

PERSONALITY

INSP : josephine mccoy ( riverdale ) , hilary banks ( fresh prince of belair ) , whitley gilbert ( another world ) colandrea conners ( dear white people ) jelena howard ( hit the floor ) , naomi campbell , mariah carey .

A DIVA. to an extent, she’s definitely sassy and sensible, and won’t hesitate to let you know it. she’s been spoiled and successful all her life, she’s a winner, and if things don’t come easy to her she just wants to quit it all together. she’s used to it being her way or the high way , she’s definitely privileged and entitled , but tries to be more on the heartwarming side if the situation entails. humble with like a half of kanye.

we said it before, but she is THE boujee friend. friend. as she exudes that prestige, that pedigree, she doesn’t drink tap water, only drinks almond milk, she likes foods than cannot be pronounced, she tries to act cultured, but whenever she opens her mouth that flies right out the window. she’s fiercely loyal to those who deserve it of course

JUDGMENTAL!!!! she is not the friend that you can bring to the vip section of a club and pop some pills or do a line in front of, she’ll really smack the shit out of you , or look at you like you’ve gone batshit crazy .

CONNECTIONS

any former gymnast muses in da house or sum ?? maybe d literally mopped the floor w/ them @ a meet when they were younger or sumn, but they still made friends? we have NO idea how.

seasoned musicians, who she networks and mingles with to get her foot in the door?? maybe they worked with her dad and give her some advice, maybe they’re gonna drop a hot new single? something fun, something for the girls * in my saweetie voice *

RICH FRIENDS, IDK, nyc is vasty different from chitown, and maybe her guide to nyc?? whats the new haps on fashion, where tf does everybody hang out? stuff like that yk?

we need ENEMIES too because miss thing has ATTITUDE for days, and i just know she probably ruffled a few feathers walking into the big apple like she owns it.

pls hmu.

#wealthyhq:intro #dis got so long im sorry i lly

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knives-out20 · 5 years ago

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Inglourious Boyfriends - Part 2

Fandom: Inglourious Basterds (2009)

Pairing: Joshua Margolis (OC) x Lt. Aldo Raine

Word Count: 2504

Warnings: Spoilers For Inglourious Basterds,

Note: Here’s Part 2 Of Inglourious Boyfriends, 3.0 UGHHHHH. Josh Is Good At Using Guns And Bombs, And His Nickname Is The Pineapple Bomb. Because He Knows How To Use Bombs/Explosives/Grenades, And Looks Good While Doing It.

Aldo stood with Joshua at his side, the two of them looking over their little army of (some Jewish-)American soldiers scalping the dead Nazis, PFC Hirschberg standing guard behind three survivors."Beautiful bunch, aren't they?" Aldo muttered, glancing at the Basterds who were standing guard on the hills.

"Quite" Joshua nodded, as Aldo planted his ‘INGLORIOUS BASTERDS'-engraved rifle in the ground, walking over to Hirschberg.

"Hey, Hirschberg. Send that Kraut sarge over" he ordered, taking off his satchel and tossing it aside.

"You, go" Hirschberg directed, watching as the Nazi Sergeant slowly walked over to Aldo, who sat down cross-legged.

The Sergeant looked around at all the eyes on him, making his way to stand in front of Aldo. He saluted, "Sergeant Werner Rachtman" the Nazi introduced.

"Lieutenant Aldo Raine, pleased to meet you" Aldo respectfully lied, looking the Sergeant up and down."You know what 'sit down' means, Werner?" He asked, hearing Joshua get on his knees behind him.

Joshua glared daggers up at Werner, somehow intimidatingly starting to massage Aldo's shoulders, who allowed it.

Werner avoided eye contact with Joshua, nodding in reply to Aldo's question."Yes".

"Then sit down." Aldo instructed softly, Werner quickly complying."How's yer English, Werner? Because if need be, we got a couple fellers who can translate. Joshua".

Joshua nodded, continuing to massage Aldo's shoulders."Ah, W-Wicki here, an Austrian-Jew. Got the fuck out of Munich while the gettin' was good. Became American, got drafted, come back to give y'all what for" he started, Aldo silently pointing up at Wicki."Uh, a-another one up there you might be familiar with".

"Sergeant Hugo Stiglitz" Aldo introduced, everyone turning to look up at Hugo."Heard of him?".

"Everybody in the German army has heard of Hugo Stiglitz" Werner scowled, making Joshua and the Basterds laugh, including Hugo himself.

"And?" Aldo asked, looking up at Joshua, a smile gracing his lips every time he did.

"Uh, I- I grew up in a family fortunate enough t'learn any language on the face of the earth. German, Hebrew, French, anythin’ yer pea-sized, smooth brain can think of" Joshua finished, staring into Werner's non-existent soul.

Aldo's smile vanished when he turned back to Werner."Can we assume you know who we are?" Aldo asked.

Werner nodded."You're Aldo the Apache, and Joshua Margolis, the Pineapple Bomb" he answered, Joshua and the Basterds whooping afterwards. Rachtman turned to look up at Joshua."Your family made headlines in the thirties. Shame for you to think anyone would believe your little made up story about what your father's friend did to you" he ridiculed."It made the news, but I doubt it even happened, you-".

"Alright, Werner, enough" Aldo held up a hand, glancing up at Joshua to see if he was okay.

Joshua grit his teeth, taking deep breaths as he stared straight ahead.

Aldo caught the look of pain in Joshua's eyes, nonetheless."Well, Werner, if y’heard of us, you probably heard we ain't in the prisoner-takin’ business. We in the killin’-Nazi business, and cousin, business is a-boomin'" Aldo explained, Hirschberg cackling and adding "oh, yea". He smiled, "that leaves two ways we can play this out; either kill you, or let you go. Whether or not yer goin' to leave this ditch alive depends entirely on you" Aldo told, leaning back and slowly adjusting his position so that he was crouching on his feet, now. He nudged Joshua, who pulled his arms away on cue, automatically. Aldo glanced up at Joshua, then playfully turning back to Werner."Up the road a piece, there's an orchard. And I'd like to safely make it to the orchard so I can reward Joshua 'n' the rest of my men with some freshly-picked apples".

Joshua smiled down at Aldo as he stood at attention; one thing anyone could figure out about Joshua is his love for apples.

"Besides you, we know there's another Kraut patrol fuckin' around here, somewhere. If that patrol were to have any crack pots, that orchard would be a goddamn snipers dee-light" Aldo put into picture, unfolding a map and placing it between the Sergeant and him."So, if ya ever want to eat another sauerkraut sannich again, y'gotta show me on this here map where they are".

Werner leaned in to overlook the map, Joshua tensing and ready to attack.

"You gotta tell me how many there are, and you gotta tell me what kinda artillery they're carryin’ with 'em".

Werner scoffed, meeting Aldo's blue eyes."You can't expect me to divulge information that would put German lives in danger" he told in a raspy voice, going back to sitting up straight.

"Sir?" Joshua asked, ready to blow Werner's sorry little stupid brains out.

Aldo raised a hand, holding Joshua back without even touching him."Negative, Joshy" he shook his head, taking off his flat cap and tossing it over his satchel, followed by running his fingers through his slicked-back hair."Well, now, Werner, that's where yer wrong, because that's exactly what I expect. I need to know about Germans hidin’ in trees, and you need to tell me, and you need to tell me right now. Now, just take that finger of yer's and point out on this here map where this party is bein’ held, how many is comin’, and what they brought to play with".

Werner grinned. He raised a hand, slowly putting it over his chest."I respectfully refuse, sir".

Just then, the echo of a bat tapping some railing could be heard from inside the tunnel behind Joshua and Aldo.

"Oh, I'll respectfully refuse this b-bullet right up your-" Joshua growled, stepping forward. But, he let Aldo hold him back with the light weight of only his hand.

"Hold back, Margolis. I hear 'im comin’" Aldo gleefully told, maintaining eye contact with Werner."Hear that?" He asked, pointing a thumb down to the tunnel, as the bat-tapping continued.

Werner nodded, "Yes."

"That's Sergeant Donny Donowitz" Aldo whispered huskily."You might know ‘im better by his nickname, The Bear Jew. Now, if you've heard of Aldo the Apache and Joshua the Pineapple Bomb, you got to have heard about The Bear Jew".

"I've heard of The Bear Jew" Werner quietly verified, nodding.

"What did’ja hear?" Aldo asked, awaiting an answer.

"Beats German soldiers with a club".

"He bashes their brains in with a baseball bat, that's what he does. And Werner, I'm gonna ask you one last goddamn time, and if you still respectfully refuse, I'm callin’ The Bear Jew over" Aldo explained, as the tapping stopped."He's goin’ to take that big bat of his, and he's gonna beat yer ass to death with it" he explained, pausing for suspense."Now take yer wiener-schnitzel-lickin’ finger, and point out on this map what I wanna know" Aldo pointed down at the map, watching Werner stare at the map in thought.

Werner looked back up at Aldo, who took a deep breath, knowing what that meant."Fuck you. And your Jew dogs".

"Oh, y-you lil' piece of-" Joshua spat, as the Basterds laughed at Werner.

"Hold back, Margolis" Aldo ordered, silencing the Basterds immediately.

"B-But, Aldo-" Joshua complained, blue eyes sparked with the fire of malice on Werner.

"I said hold back!" Aldo barked, looked up at Joshua.

Joshua looked down at Aldo, jaw clenched shut as he then stared straight ahead, nodding strictly."Apologies, Aldo".

"Apologies accepted, Joshua. Anyways," Aldo scoffed, turning back to Werner."Actually, Werner, we're all tickled to hear you say that" he started, folding the map back up."Quite frankly, watchin’ Donny beat Nazis to death is the closest we ever get to goin’ to the movies- Donny!" Aldo called, standing up and pulling Joshua close to his side, grip around his waist tighter than usual.

"Yea?" Donny called back, the dark tunnel echoing his voice.

"Got us a German here who wants to die for country" Aldo sat down by his hat and satchel, Joshua following suit."Oblige him".

Donny started the bat-tapping again, the ringing sound growing louder as he got closer to the entrance, Werner staring straight into the abyss.

"What in the hell were ya thinkin', Margolis?" Aldo whispered, coming out as a grumble into Joshua's ear.

Joshua kissed his teeth, tearing his gaze from the tunnel to Aldo."But he said-".

"I know what he goddamn said, Joshua. Don't make me drag ya in that there deep, dark tunnel after all this 'n' teach y'how t'be quiet, alright?" Aldo growled, making Joshua close his eyes and nod obediently.

"Yes, sir" he whined, leaning into Aldo's touch when he teased his fingers through Josh's brown hair.

Aldo pulled out a sandwich to eat as he looked around, waiting patiently for Donny to come out. He even offered Joshua a piece, who hesitantly accepted it."Sure does like makin’ an entrance, don't he?".

"Ugh, d-don't we all?" Joshua mumbled, delicately holding the sandwich piece in his hands. He scarfed it down quickly, turning back to the tunnel entrance as Aldo put an arm around his shoulders protectively.

Once Donny emerged from the shadows, Joshua and the Basterds all whooped and cheered, clapping as Aldo held his sandwich between his teeth to clap along. Donny used his bat to tap the badge on Werner's chest."Did you get that for killing Jews?" He asked, murder in his big, dark eyes.

"Bravery." Werner responded, riling Donny up.

Donny panted, nodding as he tapped his bat against Werner's temple.

"Oh, g-good fuckin' luck tryin' t'find any brains to bash out, Donny, I don't believe it has any!" Joshua called, getting Aldo and the Basterds to laugh. He grinned triumphantly, the grin growing when Aldo softly kissed his temple.

"Good one, Joshy. I love you".

"I love you too, Aldo".

Donny nodded again, pulling his bat back. In one fair swoop, he knocked the side of Werner's head, sending him to the ground.

Joshua jumped, huddling closer to Aldo. He leaned onto Aldo and put a hand on his chest, as Josh's best friend did what he does best; mercilessly beat a Nazi to death, and look good while doing it.

Aldo chuckled, glancing down at Joshua and pulling him closer. He fixed his eyes on Josh, sighing quietly.

Once Donny finished, he spread his arms, screeching at his fellow Basterds."Teddy fucking Williams knocks it out of the park!" He pranced around."Fenway Park is on its feet for Teddy fucking Ballgame! He went yard on that one, onto fucking Lansdowne Street! You!" Donny pointed at a blond Nazi in front of Hirschberg, who got up and ran, but Hirschberg shot him, falling to the ground.

"Ugh, d-damn it, Hirschberg!" Joshua cursed, turning to Donny, unaware of Aldo looking at him."Donny, bring that other one over here- alive!".

"Get the fuck up!" Donny shoved the last Nazi, who got up and ran to Aldo and Joshua."You're on deck! Two hits; I hit you, you hit the ground" he said, the Nazi on his knees across from Aldo, Donny behind him with his bat ready.

"English?" Aldo asked, the Nazi shaking his head."Margolis?".

"Yea, o-on it" Joshua nodded, pulling away from Aldo and scooting closer to the Nazi.

"Ask him if he wants to live" Aldo instructed, taking a sip of water.

Joshua crouched like Aldo had earlier, asking the Nazi in German, if he wanted to live. He watched the Nazi nod, replying with a 'yes' in German.

"Tell him to point out on this map the German position" Aldo told, looking at Joshua with nothing but adoration in his eyes.

Joshua nodded, inspecting the Nazi as he asked. He laughed with the Basterds as the scared Nazi wasted no time following the instruction.

"Ask him how many Germans" Aldo sighed.

Joshua nodded again, gaze fixed on the Nazi as he spoke in German."Uhm, a-around about twelve".

"What kind of artillery?".

Joshua translated to the Nazi, continuing to do so for a couple more questions.

"Good, good job, Joshy" Aldo praised, as he sat the empty space beside himself, Joshua nodding and going back to sit there, but that didn’t make Aldo take his eyes off of him.

"Thank you, Lieutenant".

Aldo turned his gaze to the Nazi, all the love vanishing."Now, when you report what happened here, ya can't tell that you told us what y’told us, they'll shoot ya. They're gonna wanna know why you so special, we let y’live. So tell them, we let you live so you could spread the word through the ranks, whats goin' to happen to every Nazi we find" he explained, Joshua smoothly translating. Aldo folded the map back up again, putting it inside his coat.

"Now that you've survived the war, when you get home, what you gon' do?" He asked, Joshua asking in German.

"He's, uh, g-gonna hug his mother" Joshua answered.

"Well, ain't that nice?" Aldo teased, quickly snuffing some tobacco."Ask him if he's gonna take off his uniform".

Joshua nodded, obliging."He's gonna burn it". He took the box from Aldo, quickly snuffing some tobacco of his own.

"Yea, that's what we thought. We don't like that" Aldo shook his head, tucking the box of tobacco snuff away once Joshua gave it back."See, we like our Nazis in uniforms" he explained, standing up, Joshua doing the same."That way you can spot 'em, just like that" he snapped his fingers, Joshua translating and snapping his fingers as well. Aldo pointed at him, "but if you take off that uniform, ain't nobody gonna know you's a Nazi, and that don't sit well with us, does it, Joshy?". He just caught himself gazing at Joshua again, and hurriedly tore his gaze away, over to the Nazi.

"Uhm, no, n-not at all, sir" Joshua shook his head, translating it all to the Nazi.

"That's right" Aldo sniffed, walking over to the Nazi and pulling it his own, long knife."So I'm gonna give you a lil' somethin' you can't take off" he smirked playfully, pointing the tip of his knife at the Nazi's face, a look in his eyes that sent shivers up Joshua's spine.

Joshua's grip on his gun tightened, jaw clenching as he closed his eyes, quickly calming down. He opened his eyes and caught Aldo glancing at him, so he gave the Lieutenant a sheepish smile.

Aldo quickly looked back to the Nazi, nodding at Donny.

Donny nodded back, harshly pulling the Nazi to lie on his back, holding him down as Aldo efficiently used his knife to carve a swastika into his forehead. Donny looked down at the Nazi, crouching over him with Aldo and Joshua."You know, Lieutenant, you're getting pretty good at that" he complimented, Joshua nodding in agreement.

"You know how you get to Carnegie Hall, don't ya?" Aldo asked in return."Practice".

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alchemist-shizun · 5 years ago

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About that Carry On Prinxiety AU

For now I laid out a bit of the plot, if you want to share some ideas just hit me up~

This is going to be a LOT to take on my shoulders but I will try and probably fail BUT TRYING IS KEYWORD (i really do believe in myself don't I? Everything under the cut!)

Since they all have their peculiarities, I'm gonna say that yes Virgil might be the Baz and Roman could be the Simon of this story, but I think either would fit for different reasons so they just have the same energy and will keep their own characterization. (If I'm able to not go ooc on this one wish me luck)

If I'm creative enough I'll try making an American school that is located in Florida, so that the characters know nothing much about what's happening in Watford and I can still make references without chronological contradictions.

Thomas could probably be the head mage too. I'm imagining him being very interested in the Normal culture and dressing like a Normal adult instead of the head of a great magical school, his "obsession" (kind of like Arthur Weasley's, if you will) is not really well-liked by most of the mages (especially the Old Fams), some believe that the students should have a better example instead of a man that always seems on the verge of leaving the magic world behind. The students, on the other hand, love him very much thank you. (yes even the ones whose parents insult him)

Oh my god I just had an epiphany: imagine Thomas obviously being in love with Disney and maybe Roman is very close to him so like he's talking about Virgil and Thomas just STRAIGHT UP STARTS SINGING SMTH LIKE THE MUSES' PARTS IN WON'T SAY IM IN LOVE OR LIKE THAT LION KING ONE AAAAAAAA and Roman is like ssss t o p but in the end joins in because he's w e a k (same)

Anyway for the main bois what I was thinking was that, with the prophecies about the Chosen One being there for a long time and them not knowing about Simon or anything, (this is becoming like Skam, there are many Snowbaz in the world) they just so happen to find in Roman an extraordinary amount of magic

Everybody is convinced Roman might be the Greatest Mage, the info flies out into the magical world of America but they decide to not share the info with other states. Roman gets very excited about this and works hard and trains himself in preparation for the big moment where he was going to have his big fight.

Virgil is his roommate (oh my god they were roommates), and of course, they can't stand each other at all. Virgil is definitely fed up with this story about the Chosen One, which Roman brings out in any possible conversation, so he uses it against him to tease him. Just imagine Roman bragging about something and Virgil being like "yeah but for a Greatest Mage you still haven't done anything so Great", or like Roman is having trouble with a spell or a subject? "Aren't you the chosen one?", Virgil only brings it up to make him mad and loves his flustered face. (keyword "loves" *wink*)

As much as I'm hopelessly in love with the idea of Vamp!Virgil (which would fit if he had Baz's role), I just had an angsty idea so I'm saving it for later c:

Hey how about a half-elf Virgil??? Anyone? Sorry I love elves

As for the time they spend together, they do the same thing as Simon and Baz, they avoid each other, spend time out of their room if the other's in there, make up different routines so they don't have to share anything and only really stay in the same room if they have to sleep. (idk why i said "if" like they don't need sleep)

Let me remind you that the beds are very close.

One time Roman woke up in the middle of the night and screamed in fear upon seeing a figure on the window.

It was just Virgil and he almost fell out, he would have probably smacked his head if it wasn't for the roommates' anathema or whatever it is called in english.

Virgil said he just couldn't sleep but he will never admit it was because of a pretty violent nightmare.

Roman does really think that he doesn't sleep at all and just uses his magic to stay awake judging by the dark circles under his eyes.

idk about you but I like the idea of Logan being something similar to Penelope, so Logan is Roman's best friend, they had met in the first year and Logan seemed one of the only ones who didn't approach Roman only because of his fame about being the Chosen One. Logan is simply amazing and brilliant at all subjects and surprises everyone since he's said to come from a family with weak powers.

Roman finds in him a very valid studying companion and he has to admit a lot of his best spells come from practicing/learning them from Logan. Also Logan loves explaining the stuff he's learnt, while Roman has this insatiable will to know everything to be able to defeat whatever bad guy will present in front of him. They basically become inseparable, despite having some friendly fights that are always solved with a snack break.

They !! deeply !! care !! for !! each other !!

Out of the other characters idk if Patton would fit anybody entirely, but I'm going to keep the 3v3 groups, so Pat will most likely be hanging out with Roman and Logan, he's actually very good friends with Virgil (none can escape Patton's friendliness) and tries to reason with Roman when he's mad about something Virge might have said. He's probably the reason why he hasn't killed Virgil yet. Patton doesn't come from a big family and lives with his grandmother when he's out of school. (I still have to develop this)

Forget about Dev and Niall and get ready for Deceit and Remus. I don't wanna give a headcanon name to Deceit bc I don't have one so he's gonna be a mysterious boy and everyone will call him Dee since it's the nickname I use for him. Both of them are two chaotic messes in their own ways. Dee, despite still being composed most of the times, is VERY fixated on his society discourses and arguments, he could come up to you one day out of the blue being like "so about the plan to overthrow the government" and you probably never even heard of it in the first place

JUST GIVE ME PASSIONATE DECEIT

Remus, on the other hand, messes a LOT with spells and you can see him traveling to the weirdest places. One day he was found trying to make the water creatures do a circus bit for him. People don't know how he's able to make his way through tests, but it's actually because he loves bugging Dee since he doesn't give the slightest shit about the weird things he suggests and they often end up studying together.

(I had the wildest thought thinking about Remus as Trixie)

Virgil, Deceit and Remus are what people call the "Untouchable trio", only because they come from the highest and oldest of the Old Families. They had been friends ever since kids since their Families met quite often, they never really fell apart despite being very different from one another. They're actually pretty chill people, it is only their surnames that make some people wary of them. They're not generally approached by anyone.

Idk if I wanna bring Emile and Remy in this, but I am tempted™, I'll think about it

So, Roman, am I right? Forgot to say he comes from a pretty big fam of hunters, they're the types of people that are lovable but won't hesitate to kill a bitch if needed.

But Purp, where's our creativitwins content? Thing is, yes they're actually brothers, but they were separated ever since kids for reasons none really knows? They never talk about it, even if asked to. They were given to two different families. They're aware of each other, but none has ever seen them interact. (I might find some angsty backstory on this just you wait)

Up until here Roman has always believed himself to be destined to the greater good, he's the chosen one, his destiny is the one to be the protagonist of the magic world and its hero.

At least that's what he thought until the fifth year.

One day during the fifth year, Virgil was doing homework on his room's table when Roman bursts in, louder than usual, and throws himself face-first on the bed, uncaring about ruining his hair or his clothes. That was an unusual sight since he never came into the room before evening or even before dinner. Virgil immediately knew something was wrong, but he didn't realize how serious the thing was.

So of course, he teases him a bit trying to get some info from him but only makes the situation worse. When Virgil calls him Greatest Mage as a joke, that's when Roman finally snaps at him in a way that Virge would have never expected. Roman really is enraged, yells at him and throws his pillow across the room since he can't hit him. He storms out of the room when he feels tears forming in his eyes, but can't really hide his sobbing as he goes away.

Virgil is just standing there, aware that he had just made Roman cry for the first time in his life and hated the sight with his whole being.

Roman had just learnt that he wasn't, in fact, the Chosen One, nor the Greatest Mage. Just an ordinary mage, like anybody else, who, in his opinion, had no other destiny than to finish school, find a job and just ... live?

So he's destroyed, all those dreams revealed themselves to be castles built in the air.

School is ending and Roman is just a bit numb, he's not really failing his classes but he's not as bright as ever. He barely leaves his room and doesn't talk to his friends as often, who are very concerned. Even Virgil tries to talk to him at some point. Thomas visits him when he has time and tries to work through the issue with him, but for the rest of the fifth year, there's nothing much to do to cheer him up.

Things seem to go back to normal as years pass and he's not in the spotlight anymore, none really talks about the Greatest Mage anymore and mages just carry on with their studies as they've always done. Everything's fine and normal.

And Roman hates it. But he's working in the shadow, so none notices his discomfort.

It only happens when he reaches the eighth year. It's impossible for Virgil to not recognize that Roman is slipping away at night and only comes back after some hours, either with dirty clothes or things tangled in his hair, he always came back different from when he left, meaning he definitely was wandering off outside.

One night he really can't stop thinking about how worried he is that Roman might get in trouble by himself, while he could probably prevent that, so he decides to follow him. Apparently, Roman is trying to find some kind of important and scary adventure to prove to himself that he's not as useless as he thinks himself to be, but Virgil still doesn't know this.

Virgil doesn't know what to do about the situation and decides to talk to Patton about it, in the end, the two of them decide to make a plan to talk to Roman with Logan, too.

On the other hand, Roman had been seen hanging out with Deceit or Remus, or both at the same time, trying to pry out information from them about how to get to certain forbidden spots of the school if he ever needed to. Surprisingly they don't ask many questions.

Chaos ensues when one night everything goes horribly wrong.

SO YEAH these are a bunch of things that I got right off the bat, I still have to think about the entire plot but don't want to spoil anything, basically the story would begin on the eighth year, just like Carry On, when Roman starts sneaking out. There might be things I need to fix but still I repeat that this is just a draft or a bunch of ideas that I got together somehow.

Tags: @soul-of-a-vixen & @flowersheep who wanted to know more about it~ (I'll write it as soon as I can!!)

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nightmaretyrantvantas · 5 years ago

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So I’m finally getting around to writing out a bunch of info about my Sander Sides au so I hope youre all ready--(its like 1 am im so sorry for any spelling mistakes and missed tags)

So its 1 am on a work night and I cant sleep and I’ve had lots of ideas and canon things for this au bouncing around my head for days and now TONIGHTS THE NIGHT ITS HAPPENING IM DELIVERING YOU ALL THE DETAILS AND EVERYTHING I CAN THINK OF AND TYPE

Also please feel free to ask about this! I know I got a few new followers from all my recent sander sides art and also thanks to @sugarglider9603 reblogging some art I made of their au I got the biggest flood of exposure and attention on my art ive ever had and I have so much to thank them for, for all recent exposure ive gotten the past couple days( theyre so sweet and lovely and easy to talk to sugar deserves all the love--) and its given me a huge surge of motivation and confidence to post this. And please, my inbox is always open to talk about my aus or my art! Ask questions, send requests, send headcanons or ideas, send fluff angst im open to anything and I try to do all requests sent to me(sooner or later)

Oh oh! and please id you catch any and all the little inspirations or anything let me know

And finally this au is a LAMP au with Remile and Demus on the side

Ahem ahem anyway onto the au!!!

More under the cut so I dont flood your screen too bad!

Ok so!

This Au was originally inspired by @residentanchor‘s amazing fanfic A Lesson in Practicality and also a little bit by @prettyinaccurate‘s fanged virgil au( I’ll get more into that further down)

So it takes place in a (currently) unnamed bigger city I based off San Francisco and Sacramento( because I live in Cali and those are the two major cities ive really visited ya know?) The boys are all in various stages of their twenties when they move into a four bedroom apartment together: Patton Foster is the oldest of the roomies at 27, then Logan Masters at 26, Roman Prince at 24, and finally Virgil Collins at 22. They move in together because it all works out for them really, the apartment is in a good distance to all their current jobs, whether by bus or even in Pat’s case in walking distance and with all four of them it was well affordable and was pretty nice. I mean hey it even came with a little communal balcony ( since theyre on third floor of the building)

Things are understandably a little rocky at first , i mean isnt it always though?

Virgil has alot of anxiety and so he tends not to talk really at all at the beginning unless he ABSOLUTELY had to, mostly communicating in noncomittal noises and soft grumbles, and he was fresh out of collage and barely two years into his job and out on his own for the first time and he wasnt really ready for it either like christ too many people

Patton was bright bubbly and caring. This wasnt his first rodeo with roomies, I mean cmon, hes been sharing a room with his older brother Damian(deceit) on and off almost all his freakin life, nor was it his first time living on his own with strangers(hes lived in two different parts of two when he was job hopping before he settled down in his current part time job)

Roman was extroverted loud and exciteable, he too was used to sharing his living space( he had TWO siblings after all) and before he had moved into the apartment he had tried living on his own and with other roommates while he attended collage, but those just didnt work out well ( he ended up staying with his older brother Remy in his studio apartment across the city while he finished out that semester and searched for a job to keep an income.

Logan was serious minded stern toned and confident, he had a minor degree in teaching that he was slowly repursueing and had been out on his own for awhile before he had moved in. And though cold at first he soon found his group of housemates...enjoyable.

Its about a month into them living together that they learn exactly why despite slowly getting close and getting to know each other Virgil still kept a wide distance: He had entirely sharp teeth.

“ I dunno....I was born with them..theyve always been a sharp pain in my ass...” - virgil, about his teeth

Of course just having sharp teeth wasnt bad enough oh no. You see a few years back when he was about 18 he was young and dumb and made horrifically stupid and reckless decisions under peer pressure and ended up doing something that not only pointedly (haha oh god im not funny) chipped his front teeth but it fucked up his teeth pretty majorly, he went from having a normal overbite to almost having a goddamn underbite and crooked all his teeth, and the only way to fix it( because somehow miraculous for all the damage done it turned out to be mostly reversable aside from the chipping) was getting braces to realign his teeth. So he’s had pretty purple braces over his fangs since he was 18 and they werent expected to come off until he was AT LEAST 25 and he was insecure about them. ( he got mocked for them through his two and a half years of junior collage)

Once the gang finds out they are understanding and helpful and dont make a big deal about it( though virgil gains a significant amount of more vampire related nicknames from roman)

Once they get close and comfortable around each other the apartment is pretty warm and lively!

Virgil works at the art store as an assistant manager and head stocker( a bit of a dream come true since he was an art student)

Roman works as a part time waiter at a family resturant as well as working at a nearby theater( he was of course a lovely theater major)

Patton worked at a nearby cafe and bakery as a bit of everything! He helped wait tables, serve behind the counter, and helped in the back in the kitchen( the owners were family friends and he’d been working there almost four to five years at that point, boi knows how to do everything)

Logan worked at a big name bookstore, and also provided tutoring sessions for highschool students on the side by commision

More FACTS~~

Family ages for the big families go as follows:

Fosters: Damian(28), Patton(27)

Prince: Remy(26), Roman(24, older twin by 10 minutes), Remus(24, younger twin)

Emile is 27 and is a licensed therapist and works as a counselor for young adults that volunteers at the nearby library to ready to children

Remy works as a coffee barista in Emile’s building

Remus does alot of odd jobs, kinda working as an independent for hire and gets a surprising steady flow of work and pay. Hes still a trash man though, but hes a successful trash man( partly thanks to Damian calling in favors with connections)

Damian works at a law firm slowly moving into the position of prosecutor

Virgil doesnt really get along with his family and at some point Emile offers to take virgil in as his adopted brother, with Damian assuring him if he wanted concrete legal papers to start changing his last name, cutting ties with his family, anything needed for it he’d see to it that they’d be providing(something our boi really appreciates)

Remy visits Emile on his breaks since hes literally just...two hallways down and vice versa

Damian and Remus live together in the next, slightly smaller city over because Damian’s work transferred him to a different office in order for him to keep moving up in the ranks so to speak.

Hes also good at what he does.

Family nights happen whenever they can

Patton got to teach them how to cook alot of complicatied dishes from scratch, a bonding time he adores

Roman got Virgil an Espeon hoodie after they all start dating and virgil loves it and wears it alot around the house because its a thicker hoodie and warm( though he tries to ignore the big ears and the obnovious tail

Virgil also loves visiting Roman’s work on what Ro likes to refer to as “ hellish days” AKA kids day which means goofy kid friendly theme days. His favorite was probably alice in wonderland day when Roman was Tweedle Dee

Roman played J.D at the local theater and likes to hum some of the his songs to switch up the Disney

The balcony is covered in houseplants and and a corner of old blankets and pillows to sit and chill on

Once a month Logan and Patton have what is affectionately referred to as the Cat Discourse

After any particularly rough days at work Patton tends to massage Logan’s shoulders and back to make sure Lo doesnt get any really bad stress knots

in return when Logan sees Patton’s head a hard day he makes Patton’s favorite drink and pulls him into a hug and let the older man fall asleep in his arms while they watch movies

Pat and roman sense each other’s bad days and order in some cliche diner food and hole up in pattons room with Pattons computer and relax the shittiness away with comedy specials and movies

Likewise Virgil has a knack of picking up Roman’s bad days and always grabs a couple glasses and a bottle kinda cheap wine and they end up curling up together on Romans bed marathoning Disney movies on Virgil’s laptop

and when Virgil closes himself off more than normal Logan manages to lure him out of his room and they end up sitting out on the balcony quietly talking and stargazing

so loving and fond and soft with each other

you hurt one of them you gonna get BEAT by the others.

Speaking of getting beat, never EVER mess with Roman or Remus in Remy’s proximity

Remy Andrew Prince can and WILL fuck you right up if you hurt his little brothers. He’s protective.

and where Remy will rearrange your face Damian will ruin you mentally and legally if you so much as mistreat a single freckle on his little brother’s face, despite knowing that Patton is fully capable of taking care of himself.

Everyone protects Virgil, dont mess with or hurt virgil or you have the pack coming for ya throat

aaaaaaaaaaaaaand thats all I have for right now! Of course more will be added but now its almost three in the morning and I have work at 1:30pm and im sleepy finally! But I hope you guys like this! And please, feel free to talk to me about it, my inbox is always open!!

Taglist: @phantommoonpeople @sweetsweetemo @loganberrysanders

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jungnoir · 8 years ago

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college boyfriend!jihoon;

for this college boyfriend!jihoon request. i love you

okay so i originally really wanted to do campus dj!woozi because i’ve had this same idea for another boy for about a year but i had hit a rut and i really didn’t know where to go with it until i saw the gifs of woozi at the piano and so piano prodigy!woozi popped into my head and i had a hannah montana moment,,, who said you can’t have the best of both worlds,,

so, right, jihoon comes from a very well off family

not a lot of people except his friends know about it because he never talks about it, ya know? like he’s pretty much grown up all his life faking smiles and learning useless manners to please even more well off families and his parents in the process. it’s just not a part of himself that he likes to share. when people know how much he has, he ends up in the presence of a lot of fake friends and jihoon is really not that kind of person

he loves to have his own small group of close friends who understand him and who can be there for him instead of just having the empty feeling of like,, thousands of instagram followers and no one to air his grievances to

which is why he mainly keeps to himself, and for the most part, his parents allow it

but on one condition: he had to compensate with talent

so when jihoon was really young he found interest in the piano and not a day later he was getting professional lessons from some renowned italian guy that jihoon couldn’t even pronounce the name of

at first, jihoon was really excited to learn because hey!! the piano is such a pretty instrument and it’s so fun to play!!

but jihoon still has scars and nicks along his knuckles where that piano teacher whacked him with a ruler whenever jihoon even slightly made a mistake

there was no fun ad libs to add to boring songs by mozart and bach and whatcha call ‘em

it made jihoon start to resent the instrument completely

but his parents had forced him to keep up with it and he ended up becoming a really good player well into his high school years, so his parents had made arrangements to let him pick any school he wanted as reward for being good, but he still had to go in with music as his major

and jihoon found the most ordinary, most public, most average school… and he chose to go there as a music major

his parents were super all over the place about it and honestly tried to get him to reconsider, maybe go to juilliard or some other whoop-dee-doo school in another country that was more than willing to accept him but jihoon was like no. you gave me the choice and i wanna go to this school

so his parents relented, thinking that they could allow jihoon to at least live a semi normal life instead of one in prim and proper uniforms with professors who had caviar for lunch and stuff for a few years… right?

and jihoon loves it

he goes all out buying a completely toned down and lazy wardrobe and he convinces his parents with “i want to fit in, of course”

no, it’s just he really fucking hates blazers and loafers lol

he gets to sleep until noon most days, dress in a hoodie and jeans and look about as undone as humanly possible and not have to worry a hair on his head

and since the school isn’t some stuffy prestigious one, he can play piano with little to no reprimanding

to be honest,,, he pretty much shocks his professors with his talent

they’re like?? what do we even teach him??? He knows? Everything????

and all the other piano majors envy him to death, while the other music majors want to duet with him super bad

because,,, guess what’s the final exam,,,,, a duet with another music major

and everybody wants jihoon because he’s like a guaranteed shoo-in to ace the exam

but every time jihoon gets asked to collab he’s always like “uh. can i think about it”

never gets back to them

it’s not that he doesn’t want to collab with anyone really. it’s just that… he hasn’t found the person to click with him, you know? like he can’t be expected to play his best if his partner can’t keep up with him

and trust him, no one in that class that he’d heard could do it

but he’s still got about three months before the exam, and he can easily snag a desperate soul even if they’ve already paired up if he wanted, so he doesn’t sweat too much about it

the great thing about college tho, is that jihoon can do anything he wants and his parents are not obligated to find out about it at all

so one day, he’s just kinda minding his own business and he gets told about this old building on campus where there used to be a campus radio station, but it’s since gone to the dogs bc the dj is so boring and the show only amasses like,,, two followers

the dj and his mom

but the school board really wants to be more modern and hip so they put out an ad for a new dj. the person would ultimately come in on a certain day on a certain week and they’d advertise that dj for the spot. kinda like a contest

that dj would play their playlist and then students would listen in and vote on the campus radio website for which dj they liked best

and jihoon’s friends are always pestering him about it bc they know that besides classical music, jihoon is really passionate about all other genres like pop, hip hop, old school rnb, jazz, you name it

and jihoon has impeccable music taste

so fellow music major and friend vernon convinces him to turn in a playlist, just for fun, to see if it would work

and so jihoon does it, fully expecting nothing to come of it, but he tunes in anyway

and that’s like. the last time he listens to the radio until the contest is well over

he gets a call from the head office and they’re like “congrats!! you won the contest!! you’re the new campus radio dj!!”

and jihoon is like. what

error404jihooncannotcompute

turns out, his playlist was a hit. everybody who listened loved it

and now he’s the official dj on campus

the job is only once a week, every thursday night, and he gets exactly three hours to play music, answer questions from the website if he gets any, and just all around have fun

and since jihoon is in a pretty steady spot with school at the moment, he has no real reason to say no to it

so,,, begrudgingly, he does it

on his first day, he’s got like everything set out, he’s written a detailed schedule for how he’s gonna spend the three hours, and he’s totally planning to just be silent the whole time but the technical operator in the back is like yo! you gotta introduce yourself at least!

“uh… hey. i’m… dj… woozi. yeah. bye”

and he tries to hide his flushed cheeks as the operator in the back just laughs her ass off at him

but according to the comments on the website, they found that kind of endearing? he doesn’t even really think about the name, it’s just a weird nickname his friends had given him and it was just cute ok

the only people who know he does the dj thing is his friends, cause he really doesn’t want to draw more attention to himself than necessary

like he already gets a lot of attention from being a prodigy so he’d just rather. not.

but being a dj slowly becomes such a passion of his and he feels so sneaky yet so cool doing both the dj thing and piano

and as long as no one knows? he’s good

now, finally, this is where you come in

you play piano too, but it was a very sudden hobby you had come up with so it was pretty funny to say you were a music major when you just started playing piano like, last summer lol

but don’t underestimate your love for it just because of the fact

your parents had been very supportive of you doing something you loved, and studying music, especially the piano, was something you really wanted to do

it just seemed right to you tbh

and of course you knew lee jihoon, the best piano prodigy on this side of south korea

his skills had no parallel, and he always played with a precise hand that you knew came from years of refined and expensive practice

it made you feel a bit small in comparison, since you liked to play by ear and just have fun with your instrument which was, of course, not a thing you could do when studying it in school

you definitely didn’t want to put your family’s money to waste if you weren’t going to do something you would be proud of and take seriously, so his ability always struck you to be a little jealous, but the kind of jealous that pushed you to work even harder

but in that jealousy there was respect. admiration. jihoon was good and eons better than you but you… you had the perseverance to better yourself

so for a long while, you really just sat back and admired him

and in your wildest dreams, you imagined asking jihoon to be your partner for the duet

everything in you tells you you’re reaching for the stars but as the exam draws closer and closer and jihoon continues to turn down partner after partner, you start to wonder if maybe it was a sign?

working up the courage one day, you find jihoon as your class is filling out one day and you kind of fumble over your words but you get out “will you be mine?”

and at first. jihoon. he obviously misinterprets it

he’s just standing there like a shocked bby like o.O first, he has to turn down partners for the duet and now he has to turn down suitors??? can god leave him alone?

he’s about to come up with something like “you seem nice (you’re actually very attractive wow?) and all but i’m not looking for anyone at the moment”

but then you splutter “that came out wrong! i meant, would you be my partner? for the duet? i should have clarified. im just. im really nervous right now. but i understand if you don’t wanna be my partner! honestly, it’d be an honor to be your partner-”

and jihoon doesn’t really know what does it. maybe it��s the cute little sparkle in your eyes or the way you frantically move your hands back and forth as you try to explain yourself

but as you’re babbling on and on, he sees something in you that he hadn’t seen in anyone else that had come to ask to be his partner

everyone had either come to him because they had found out that he was a wealthy prodigy or because they wanted to slack and jihoon’s talent could give them the space to do that

you. you just wanted to make music.

he could tell from the way you played when he’d watch the others in his class. he had seen many people go at the piano all rough and demanding of the keys but you had always had a childishness in your eyes that reminded him of something… or someone

you played to have fun, and he envied that about you

so like a light went off in his head, he realized that you were the one

“sure”

you stop mid sentence to look him in the eye, not totally convinced you heard him right

did lee jihoon just say he wanted to be your partner??? for real?? for real for real?????

“oh, uh… wow. i didn’t think you’d say yes.” “are you retracting your request?” “ARE YOU CRAZY HAHA HELL NO”

when people find out that you, the childish piano player had somehow snagged the best prodigy on campus as your partner, everyone is all green eyed

they really can’t fathom why they weren’t picked tbh. and neither can you

even as you and jihoon train together, you can’t help wondering exactly why he had even given you a chance. like of course you were glad he did but wasn’t there a billion others more qualified than you?

whenever you would try to ask though, jihoon would just reprimand you like “focus on playing, don’t focus on me”

when you two would study together, it was pretty obvious your carefree playing style wouldn’t mesh well with jihoon’s more refined practice, but still, you were determined to make it work whenever he got a little angry at himself for working so hard to make you two fit

he’d sometimes say you two playing together was like forcing two puzzle pieces together that weren’t meant to connect

and yeah, it hurt, but he also wasn’t wrong

still, if it meant forcing your wild mind and jittery hands to play as pristinely as jihoon instructed, you’d do it. because you wanted to be good and he was your ticket for that

and while rare, the moments when you would get jihoon to let loose and play a little carelessly were the most rewarding

he’d shove his jacket sleeves up to his elbows and run a hand through his bleach blond hair (with the dark roots that looked so good on him) and he’d just play to be silly

he’d swear that playing that way was hard for him, but you noticed how naturally his hands flew from key to key like muscle memory, playing a tune a little more unruly than the set score, and the smile he’d so desperately try to hide under his fringe would show no matter what

you really can’t understand why this cute boy doesn’t show his cute side more tbh?? he’s so adorable

but he damn near throws himself off the nearest tall surface every time you say something nice to him

you: wow, you’re really talented

jihoon: *resisting the urge to fall to the ground in a ball and groan* t…thanks

you realize it’s because he gets blushy easily

and you’d think a kid raised by people constantly telling him how good he is at music would like teach him not to care but literally he’s always so embarrassed getting compliments from you

little do you know he gets blushy because compliments from you mean something completely different than compliments from other people

and you always mean what you say to him and that’s why he’s just so asfkjseofiwjio around you ya know

but it also encourages him to do the same back

so whenever you do something new, even if it’s tiny, if it’s new for you, he goes crazy with the praise

like it’s usually not in his nature but he does his best to make you feel super accomplished and it’s the cutest thing

sometimes he even promises to do aegyo if you can do a certain piece or something with him right on the first try. you seldom can, but the few times you have……. they’ve been quite a doozy

he practically threatens you to never tell anyone what he’s done or he’ll find your house and finish you himself

you don’t take him for granted. that’s one small angry man. full of anger and violence, alright

still. he does it cause he trusts you for some odd reason

so as the months go on and you two grow closer to finishing up your parts for the exam, jihoon is getting a lil busy so he can’t meet up with you as often, which makes sense because finals and things are kicking everyone’s asses at the moment

not to mention, he’s busy every thursday, which is pretty funny

usually you like to study on other days so it’s no big deal but you’ve always found it kind of odd. he doesn’t allude to having many hobbies other than music so you can’t possibly fathom what he’s up to every thursday, but you thought if he wanted you to know, he’d tell you

well, one day, your friend who works in the building where the campus radio station is located asks you to bring her some dinner by since she’s got a long evening ahead of her

you’re usually used to doing so before she goes to work, but she had been caught up in some things so she hadn’t gotten the chance to ask you beforehand and now she was starving

so you got her usual and headed on over, and you were told to keep quiet because currently dj woozi was doing his segment

to be quite honest, you were a huge fan of dj woozi

part of the reason you were never pressed over jihoon being busy on thursdays was because you enjoyed sitting back and listening to dj woozi talk about his day and his favorite music

he’d gotten really popular and had become less shy over the weeks that he had become the dj, and now he often spoke with listeners during every show

he’s such a nice and thoughtful guy with a ridiculous amount of sardonic humor and he really reminds you of someone but you can’t really place it

so, needless to say, you’re like super excited to meet him

of course, you’d never been in the actual building like that, especially when your friend was working, so it was super exciting for you

the receptionist lets you know that she’s just through the door before the recording booth, so you go on in and see her at the controls, headphones half-on, half-off as dj!woozi answers questions through the speakers

she turns to you with a smile and mouths for you to drop her food on the table and that’d she talk to you in a minute

and the moment you turn around, you see jihoon

or… woozi?

or both?

all you can do is stare as he talks into the mic, and when his eyes flit from the screen before him to the glass that separates the two of you, he falls completely silent

of course, your friend jumps to go to a song because jihoon is literally just staring wide eyed and open mouthed at you like a fish out of water

and he’s like…… internally screaming 🚨🚨🚨

why are you here!! why are you looking at him!!! no one is supposed to come back here during his segment

he pushes his headphones off and rushes toward your room and you immediately run behind your friend like a kid about to get scolded, but instead of entering the room he goes right past it and…

he’s leaving

“go. go get him. i’ll keep things going” your friend shoos you away, giving you a reassuring look

your legs are taking you before you can even question it

he hasn’t gotten far, and you thank the lord that he has such short legs so that you can catch up to him

he’s got his hood up over his head and his hands deep in his pockets so you almost missed him, had it not been a hoodie you had been so familiar with for the last few months

you grab his arm and he yanks himself back, avoiding your eyes as he tries to run off again

“woo- i mean, jihoon, why are you running away?”

he stops in his tracks but he doesn’t look at you, head down. all you can hear is his mumbling of something you can’t quite make out

and then “woozi is the one thing i have that no one can belittle or take away from me”

he doesn’t look happy talking to you about it, but he also doesn’t look happy indulging in anything he feels particularly emotional about, and it’s pretty obvious how he feels about this

so you grab his arm and he lets you lead him to a nearby bench, far away from the bustle of students leaving class. it’s right next to a calming pond and there are little ducks there, swimming to their heart’s content. you can feel jihoon calming every second he’s there and thinking clearly

once you feel he’s calmed down enough, you ask him about it again

his worries come out like word vomit, and he explains how he felt coming from such a strict and well known family. all he wanted was to live a normal life and learn more about the instrument he loves, but he couldn’t even play for fun anymore because of his family’s insistence on rigid teaching

he talks about how everyone on campus that finds out who his family is treats him like an alien or some million dollar ticket if they could manage to befriend the introverted piano player

his shoulders sag more and more with the words he says until he’s completely deflated and kind of leaning on you unconsciously

“when i’m woozi, i’m just some mysterious nobody on campus who apparently has good taste in music. when i’m woozi, no one expects anything more of me than what i offer on my show every week. when i’m woozi… i’m not lee jihoon.” “bullshit”

jihoon looks at you in surprise, but you don’t let him interject, “lee jihoon is woozi. from every brown colored strand of hair on your head to every laugh line on your mouth. woozi is as jihoon as jihoon is woozi. there’s nothing to be ashamed of being lee jihoon. at the end of the day, if you give woozi and jihoon a piano, they’ll play like they were born to do it. that’s all you. you just have to find people that see that.”

for a while after that, the two of you just sit in silence, watching the ripples on the pond and letting the cool breeze rustle your clothes

only then do you realize how cold it is, and when you visibly shiver, jihoon is quick to wrap a warm arm around your middle like instinct, cheeks dusting pink

(if you asked him about his blush later, he’d tell you it was because of the cold)

“were you always this wise or was i just way too clueless to notice?” “both, jihoon. both, easily.”

you and jihoon decide to keep things secret from then, of course. you keep his secret and in thanks, he teaches you more techniques for your exam

surprisingly, he’s much more softer and patient with you now that he’s gotten to know you better and can see what kind of person you are

when the exam comes up, you can tell he’s really nervous and you’re always like ??? because usually when he performs, he’s very laid back and calm, but for whatever reason, this exam has got him shaking in his boots

since the exam is going to be performed kind of like a showcase, lots of people from other schools and stuff are coming to see, but you know that’s not the case for jihoon’s nervousness

it’s only when the day of comes and he’s nervously fiddling with the knot on his tie backstage that he actually tells you the reason he’s so scared is bc his parents are going to be in the audience, and he knows that they can be really harsh and it feels like they’re intruding on his comfortable space

you take one of his shaking hands in yours and hold it tight, and he realizes then that you are shaking too, but you’re hiding it as best as you can

“jihoon, i’m going to give you this advice because you’re my friend and because your nerves are kind of contagious and i’d rather not catch ‘em,” he looks away when you refer to him as a “friend” even tho you’d been calling him that for a while now, “right now, it’s just going to be us out there. i’m going to be there with you the whole way. so just… whatever you do, do it well. i’ll follow in my own way, as per usual”

your fingers squeeze his and he lets out a breath, feeling a little more comforted by your words “thanks, (y/n). you’ve really become a formidable piano player over the last few months. i couldn’t imagine being on the stage with anyone else”

and instantly you’re ‼️! cause i mean, jihoon rarely gives out compliments

and when he does, they’re usually shrouded in some kind of sarcasm or something, but this is all 100% genuine “i think you’re a great musician” complimenting right here. wow. wtf

the embarrassed smile that envelops on your lips moments before your names are called is enough for jihoon to know his words did their job

you two walk out to the center stage and do a bow beforehand as the crowd applauds you, and before you can walk over to your piano, jihoon grabs your hand and gives it a tight squeeze, one that you return with a whispered wish of good luck

your piece starts out as planned, where jihoon starts playing a soft and melancholy song, and you compliment him in stride on your own piano

everyone in the audience is prepared for another boring performance

and then you abruptly slam your hands on the keys, the crowd letting out a chorus of gasps, but jihoon just winks at you from under his hair and you two start playing like crazy

he plays the uniform version of the score first, and you follow with a wilder rendition, passing back and forth between each other like fire and ice in a dance

weirdly, it works??

you are strong key strokes and combinations of flamboyant transitions while jihoon is striking melodies keeping you on a track only you can hear and feel

he guides you through the song in such a way that could only be described as wind controlling a wildfire

it moves with the controller as the controller commands, but it also spreads and overtakes everything in its path like a wildfire would

by the time you’re finished, you both are beaming at each other even as the audience starts off in a stunned silence, and then melds into uproarious applause

the two of you take hands again and bow once more, the smiles on your faces far too large to contain then and there

it’s only when the both of you get off stage, making your way through the flurry of people complimenting the both of you and giving you congrats that jihoon’s parents find you two

they both look somewhere between surprised and confused as they look at their son

“that was… quite the performance, jihoon” his father says, looking a bit flustered as he says so

you can see the change in jihoon’s features as they look down on him, obviously waiting for their stamp of approval

“we didn’t even know you could play like that. you completely let go up there. there was so much passion we didn’t even know you had, jihoon. it was beautiful”

you watch with adoration as jihoon’s shoulders sink with relief and his parents take him in for a hug, just as your parents come to talk to you and you both end up getting swept up in all the formalities

it’s only a few hours later when it’s near midnight and most everyone has gone home and settled in for the night that you get a text from jihoon, which is already out of the blue because he rarely ever sends you a message first

jihooooon: meet me outside. i have something for you

disgruntled but intrigued nonetheless, you grab your jacket and head outside of the dorms, and sure enough, you see a familiar hooded figure standing in front of the dorms, the streetlights blaring down on his head and making him look orange in the night light

“don’t tell me you came all the way back to campus just to give me something. it couldn’t wait till the weekend was over?” you say, feigning annoyance as you let out a yawn

“my parents told me tonight changed something in them… they’re letting me choose to change my major if i want” is all he answers back with a nonchalant voice, but you can see the pleased smile peeking through in the corner of his lips

“oh my god!! jihoon that’s amazing. i’m so happy for-” “i told them i didn’t want to change though” “oh… why?”

and jihoon blushes…… like he actually literally goes tomato red in the face

“well,,, i mean,,, it’s kind of a big campus and like,,, if i changed majors i’d probably change a lot of classes and we might not,,,,,, see each other as often,, you know? and like,,, you taught me that i can have fun with the piano again. i found my passion again,, thanks to you”

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“a-are you saying… you’re staying because i helped you find your passion for piano again? and because…. you’d miss me?”

he just scratches his head, and you realize that both of his hands are neatly tucked behind his back and with the shifting of his hand you hear plastic crinkle so you’re like o.O what’s dat

jihoon too seems to remember he called you out here for something and he holds it toward you: a huge, very fancy looking bouquet of red roses

“i had a feeling you might like something cheesy like this, and since i didn’t get to properly congratulate you on a job well done… i thought i might get these for you instead.”

you take the flowers into your arms and are surprised to find a lil card tucked into the petals of one, and when you grab at it, you’re practically melting

“I’m pretty sure I’m going to be too nervous to say this out loud, so if a card will do, would you like to go out on a date with me?” - ljh

you look up from the card just in time to see jihoon has shuffled an inkling closer, feet scraping the ground sheepishly as he awaits your response, looking nearly everywhere else but at you

suppressing an embarrassing fit of giggles behind your hand, you set the roses on the ground to give you and jihoon some room, “should I… say yes out loud or should I give my answer on a card too?”

inside jihoon is like YEAH I MEAN I’M NOT SCREAMING OR ANYTHING YOU ARE HAHAHAHA WOW AM I SWEATING???!!

outside jihoon however is like,,, “smart ass” with a little smirk

inevitably, date one turns into date two and by date three he’s kissing you over a plate of chicken wings and some leftover mozzarella sticks from the appetizers you two got at the bowling alley and everything is ethereal

while jihoon still has to deal with breaking away from his parents’ hold and learning independence, he finds it’s a lot easier to find confidence with you there

jihoon sees a lot of his younger self in you so naturally when he’s around you,,, you see a whole other jihoon

like he can usually keep it relatively toned down and stuff in crowds or around classmates but when you guys are alone it’s like you’ve unleashed a beast

he’s a giggly mess and you love it

honestly, when is he not giggling at something with you?

you: jihoon??? my joke wasn’t that funny?

jihoon: i know but like *dying of laughter* it was so bad i can’t help it

you’d totally take offense if his laugh wasn’t so friggin’ cute okay

it’s worse at night though because as you two get closer, he starts calling you to help himself fall asleep

so whenever you get on the phone with him at like midnight you guys just gush about the parts of your days that you didn’t get to tell each other about in person and it helps jihoon’s insomniac self tire his mind out

he always spills all his ideas and desires to you late at night and it helps him reason those thoughts out later, and as a plus, you really like listening to lee jihoon babble

it’s a win-win really

but oh god, don’t joke with him this late at night or he’ll turn blue in the face from laughing so hard and it would probably wake up his parents if he didn’t live on the opposite end of the house as them in his big old mansion

speaking of which,,, you’ve been to several times without his parents’ permission :)

but it’s mainly for movie nights, piano practice (which is really just the two of you fooling around and trying to play as many songs by shinee as you can), or helping him put together playlists for the radio show and stuff

but one of these particular nights, you and jihoon were snuggled up on the living room couch, tuckered out from a long day of classes and you both were nodding off to spirited away on the tv when his parents came home from their night out early

let’s just say mr. and mrs. lee finding a girl half asleep across their son’s lap was definitely not the way they thought they’d be introduced to jihoon’s girlfriend

but the awkwardness (thankfully) dissolved with a pot of his mother’s hot and famous brewed tea ten minutes later and soon, his parents were giving you the stamp of approval

your parents were kind of in disbelief when you told them you were dating one of south korea’s most prestigious piano prodigies until you brought said prodigy to the family cookout and they were just kind of like oh. cool. this is a thing that’s happening now i guess

your mom: are you sure his mom isn’t evil or that he’s not already engaged to a famous heiress he was old friends with that moved away to america to study??

you: about 100% sure, yeah

he likes your family’s wackiness though, they bring a little more normality to his life and they remind him of you completely

his friends make more appearances now too that jihoon has gotten himself an s/o, which jihoon can’t decipher if it’s a good thing or not yet

his friend mingyu is absolutely obsessed with using you to destroy jihoon’s stoic personality, so sometimes he’ll crack jokes about how he’s nearly twice jihoon’s size and sometimes he’ll just pull you into his side with a lil laugh just to see what the older boy will say

and usually jihoon doesn’t really care because you’re friendly and his friends are friendly and he’s honestly just happy his favorite people are getting along

but then mingyu just has to,,,, pus h it

mingyu: wow hyung, you have a pretty cute gf. shame you got to her first, i would’ve loved to have gotten the chance to talk to-

jihoon: If You Like Having Kneecaps You Will End That Sentence There

and just to prove to mingyu he means business he’ll even go out of his comfort zone and give you a lil pda ,,, nothing too crazy,, a kiss on the nose,,, maybe

and mingyu is just laughing his ass off with joshua and seokmin in the corner bc seeing jihoon get all red in the face and at the tips of his ears is adorable

even tho pda isn’t really jihoon’s thing, he does get pretty into kissing you when you two are alone

he, without fail, either starts each kiss awkwardly or has you start it for the both of you

but once he’s getting swept up in you, he’s grabbing at your thighs and pulling you impossibly close and honestly??? you didn’t even realize he had it in him

like a switch goes off in his brain and all he can think is you you you, he can’t get enough of you

and with those unnecessarily long canines of his nipping at your lips and neck, he leaves you bitten and red all over when he’s finished with you

he never fails to leave you completely winded after a makeout session, and it’s a source of pleasure and pride for him

like nothing makes him feel better than knowing he’s flustered you with a kiss

it’s a boost of confidence for him honestly

and finally, this mushy baby plays you love songs every time he does his radio show

like no matter the theme or mood of the night, he’ll play you a love song at least once and say “as always, i dedicate this to my moon and stars. i hope you’re listening”

even if you two are mad at each other or haven’t been able to talk much, when you flip on his show, he always remembers to play something just for you, and it’s such a constant in your life

jihoon thinks, and god forbid it happens, that if you two break up one day, he’ll still play you songs

maybe not directly stated, and if you ever asked him about it he’d most likely not tell, but even then he’d still play you a song in the hopes that you were listening

jihoon has never been good with saying what needs to be said with words, but he’s always been good with music, and he’s never been more happy that you speak his language

in short, lee jihoon adores you, but you already knew that ;)

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