#but yes he drinks apple juice (a lot) during his concerts

[meiloorunsmoothie]

hello yes hi friend. So a friend of mine asked what’s with jerjor and the phrase apple juice and I sadly don’t know

hello! oh yes...

apple juice 🧃

...why don't i let jeremy answer that question 😆

oh also this:

[oftenderweapons]

Where, when and how - maknae line

Pairing: maknae line member x reader 

Wordcount: 1.0k words

Genre: smut, fluff, (Taehyung’s contains a fair bit of angst)

Rating: 18+

Hello lovelies! Since quarantine is separating many lovers all around the world I thought about how the boys would handle being away from their girlfriend. It’s obviously smutty. Every piece is about 1000 words each.

Trigger warning: swearing; smut, hinted and sometimes pretty descriptive, really it depends. LOADS OF SEX TOYS (it was supposed to be a sex-toy themed thingy because yay!self-love and yes, you can use them together with your significant other too), some mild bdsm here and there, praise kink (you know where it comes from), swearing and alcohol (nothing extreme, just tipsy), masturbation and that should be pretty much everything. Also, nipple piercing? Tae is frustrated, Jimin is the bratties brat to ever brat (takes one to know one LOL) and Koo is a switch (and by switch I mean he’s shy but nasty, and I still don’t know what’s his trigger).

You can find the hyung line here

Pssst--- here is my masterlist---

Jimin

You loved listening to Jimin, especially when he came home in the evening and told you about his day. You loved chitchatting while preparing dinner, you loved having his head on your lap, his fingers intertwined with yours, your free hand caressing his scalp and handcombing his hair. You loved his tenderness, his voice growing sleepy as it got late. You loved climbing in bed and feeling his hand snake around your waist from behind you, naturally and innocently palming your breast as he fell asleep.

You were listening to his voice through the speakers of your phone, video calling each other as you made dinner and he had a brunch together with the boys in Paris. Last night it had been their last concert of the European Tour and soon they would be heading back to Seoul, even though their schedule included a couple weeks in the US before actually returning to their motherland. He wasn’t yet allowed to tell you their plans but supposedly they had to meet a coreographer and visit a couple studios.

It was extraordinarily hilarious to watch him talk as he filled his mouth with continental breakfast, sickeningly sweet apple juice and pain brioche and bacon endlessly flowing around him. Every now and then he interrupted himself to reply to the boys, who sometimes appeared behind him, sleepy, a bit groggy and absolutely exhausted. Suga was propped on his elbows against the countertop, his eyes closing again as he waited for coffee, Namjoon, with a disgusted expression hugged the sugar bowl to his chest and poured a worrying amount of sweetener in his oversized cup of coffee. JK, his shirt sweaty, was drinking a smoothie after his morning workout. Taehyung was nowhere to be seen, but knowing him, he was probably still sleeping.

“Jin hyung yesterday had a flimsy shirt. I think we have never seen that much skin of him! It was so windy!!!” Jimin said, imitating the shirt lifting, his teasing voice all out while his eyes disappeared in a big smile.

You had held on pretty fairly for the whole tour, always taking twenty minutes to have a chat almost every day. You had visited him mid-tour in New York for a couple days, but otherwise you had endured the distance with a tight-lipped smile.

But right now you felt your heart chipping slightly, tears coming to your eyes. You promptly swiped them away.

Jimin, always so attuned to your emotions, noticed it right away. “Baby, are you okay?”

“Yeah, it’s the onions!” You smiled and quickly went back to your cooking. But he knew. Seventeen more days until he could see you again. And hold you. And lose himself in you again. He wasn’t bold enough for steamy video calls like Tae. And it’s not like those could provide the kind of emotional support that made him crave for intimacy and reassured him after it. But still, he wanted you to know.

So that night, after making his suitcase, he entered a website he had been tiptoeing around for a while and started exploring, sometimes with shame tinting his cheeks, sometimes with curiosity capturing his stare, sometimes with desire warming his loins. After a thorough analysis of every single category, he checked the basket and proceeded to shipping and payment.

A couple days later you awoke to pictures flooding your twitter feed, your beautiful boyfriend and his six band mates walking out of the LAX airport, Jimin wearing a flowing, quite see-through sky blue shirt embroidered in lilies, his delirious ballerina legs clad in his usual skinny black jeans. Blonde and gracious, lips pouty and pink, sunglasses on, he waved at the crowd and disappeared inside a grey van with a flirty grin. You barely held in a moan. And the long time without any kind of intimacy was most definitely getting to your head. Your fingers toyed with the edge of your panties, almost ready to give up on your intention of waiting for Jimin to come back and get you wild. But right in that moment your doorbell rang and you quickly donned a robe to answer the door. As you saw the delivery boy from the security cam, your first thought was that you had not ordered anything and out of suspicion you properly got dressed. But when he got to your apartment’s door he mentioned the name of the sender and everything made sense, though you hadn’t quite expected a surprise. You thanked him and got inside, package in hand, straight to the kitchen where you grabbed a knife and tore the seal. It was quite heavy and big, and the tag name was not recognisable. With increased curiosity, you opened the lid and saw a small envelope. It had been typed but it seemed to be signed under Jimin’s safe name, Your angel fairy.

“There are things you promised me and things I promised you for when I come back. But there is just one thing we both promised to each other for eternity. And that is Love. Every single object in here is only aimed at that. For a loving heartfelt and gentle as a cherry. For a loving playful and childlike like tickles. For a loving sparkling like twin falling stars. For a loving loyal and enthralling like chains of gold. For a loving sturdy and stinging as wood and leather. For a loving precious like a gem. And finally for a loving eternal as the darkness of the night. To my beloved,

From your angel fairy.”

He had really splurged on this.

You bit your lip in anticipation and tried to guess who was who. Because for those seven types of loving there were seven corresponding items. The first one had to be the massage candles. You once had told him you wanted to try and massage him with those and probably cherries were his fragrance of choice.

The second must have been the tickler, the delicate white feathers perfectly matching Jimin’s personality and taste. Twin falling stars was a bit trickier but at the bottom of the box you found a smaller elegant box containing a delicate chain with two star-shaped, sparkly nipple clamps, which you absolutely adored.

The chains of gold must have been the fine jewellery harness designed to wrap around your neck, snake down between your breasts and loosely hang around your waist in multiple strings.

The wood and leather must have been the double sided paddle, one softened with some padding and leather, the other nothing but unforgiving hardwood. A corner of your mind went back to that time he had brought your large wooden hair-brush on top of your bed and asked you if you wanted to try it on him, you remembered how you had curled a hand around his cheek, comforting and reassuring him, praising him, showing that there was nothing to be ashamed or afraid of. The bright red colour of his behind the morning after, your worried expression and his face hiding in your neck when he told you not to worry because he had enjoyed every second of it.

That loving, precious like a gem, could be nothing but the buttplug, which you had confessed you wanted to try on yourself during your last escapade in New York. You looked forward to that.

And finally the darkness of the night - the blindfold. Black and silken.

“A little bird told me you received a package... How do you like it?” There it was, Jimin’s text. You couldn’t wait for that little brat to come back home.

Taehyung

Brazil was beautiful. A beautiful hot mess. He felt sweat in his every nook and cranny, the humidity sticking to his skin even though it was almost midnight. As he got out of the shower he looked at himself in the mirror. He still felt messy.

He also felt like calling you. Right then and there.

He felt like being at home and walking in your shared room naked and getting head from you. With the windows open and some night breeze flowing in.

“Thinking about you.” He simply texted.

“Just out of a meeting. Can’t wait to head home.” You replied. “But I still have a lot to do.”

“I miss you in my bed.”

“Do you, now?” You were half walking half texting, waiting to get your lunch.

“I need you to get rid of some steam...”

“Tonight, promise.” As your order was ready, you quickly proceeded to eat.

Taehyung didn’t reply. He was tired and you were busy.

He collapsed in bed shortly after putting down his phone.

His sleep was troubled, he woke up tangled in the sheets, his leg thrown over a mountain of pillows and his hips were agonisingly pressing against the humid white cotton. Again, he felt sweaty. And turned on. He felt compressed. Like a clown inside a box that jumps out when you open it. He wondered what it would take for his box to be opened.

When he woke up he saw your “good morning” text, replied quickly before rinsing his face and hitting the gym in the hotel. He overworked himself in hope it could get the thought of you out of his head. Instead, every exercise had him thinking about new ways to fuck you, a stronger, healthier body meaning nothing but much more force and more experimental and effective angles. Jungkook and Jimin obviously noticed, while Namjoon and Jin kept obliviously running on the treadmill.

“You think he’s angry?” Asked Jungkook.

“Just repressed. We should tell the girls to warn his girlfriend. Maybe we should have her come meet him.”

“The trip is long and she’s gonna be jet-lagged out of her mind. Let’s just tell the girls and have the two of them figure it out.”

Jungkook told his girlfriend through text: “Can you tell Tae’s girlfriend to call him? He’s getting sour.”

“Told her. She said she on it. Luv you. Later.” Jungkook blushed thinking about his plans for later that night and then moved on with his exercises.

Taehyung kept bench pressing like he wanted to lift the whole world with his two bare shouders.

At around four pm, his phone far away from him to keep him from doing something stupid, Taehyung was stage rehearsing, his voice rougher and angrier than ever, his whole body craving for release and intimacy. At this point Yoongi too had noticed, giving a small side glance to Jimin, who shook his shoulders in hopelessness.

As he grew more and more insufferable, Namjoon saw it was almost six pm and called for a break, immediately nearing Taehyung and taking him aside for a while.

“What’s wrong.” Namjoon didn’t approach the matter softly.

Taehyung took a pause. Namjoon was almost tempted to call Jimin. Maybe he knew how to deal with this. Maybe he was too rough, too direct or too logical rather than emotional, he could —

“I miss her, hyung.” Taehyung said. Namjoon exhaled heavily. He knew how that felt. “I miss her and we call each other every day, we text, but it’s so bad. I miss everything about her. I thought it was a crush and that it would be easy. After all we’ve been dating for a couple months and...” Namjoon waited, his eyes fixed on Tae. “But I think I’m in love. It’s like, here.” He pressed his fist between his ribs and his stomach. “And I’m so tense, all the time. At night it’s even worse. I haven’t been sleeping much.”

Namjoon waited as if to let him speak, but apparently he was done. “Do you want to call her? Take the rest of the day off and we go on without you?”

“She’s sleeping right now. Fucking time zones. And if I call her, it will get worse.”

Namjoon knew. The wanting, the longing. It just intensifies.

Namjoon checked his phone. “Okay. Rehearsal’s almost over anyways. You just need to survive a couple more songs, then we’re gonna take a night just the seven of us, yeah?”

Taehyung nodded.

“Also, schedule a video call. We’ll be in London in four days and time difference will be easier.” He patted his shoulder. “And please, get laid. Or you can take it out on the stage tomorrow. Army will go feral if they see you like this.”

Taehyung chuckled.

“Do we have anything scheduled tomorrow morning?”

“Concert tomorrow night so no schedule until 11. Jin, JK and I are hitting the gym at nine, if you wanna join.”

“We‘ll see.” Tae smiled. He felt better.

Rehearsal ended up okay after that, Taehyung in a more playful mood. As soon as he got to his phone he saw one of your texts, he was tempted opening it right away, but he waited when he saw it was a lengthy voice note.

He arrived in his hotel room and hit the shower straight away. He was supposed to meet the others in half an hour, and he knew if he laid down and listened to your text he would get distracted and call you. As he got out of the shower he got dressed and sat on the bed, his phone tempting him. Damn it. He opened the text.

“Taehyung-“ A heavy breath. “I’ve been missing you.” Your voice was soft and delicate, almost sleepy. “It’s five am and I can’t sleep.” A raspy moan followed and he had to rewind the text and turn up the volume. Moan confirmed. “I can’t stop thinking about you. Your hands on me, everywhere. The way you kissed me before you left.” This time the moaning was clearer and louder. “Every time I touch myself I feel like my fingers aren’t long or strong enough compared to yours.” Tae felt that comment in his bones. He would be late to dinner anyway. From his phone you emitted a small whimper. “Good, the way you went down on me. I’ve tried toys that could possibly substitute you as long as you’re away but no toy could ever look at me like you did that night, with your mouth latched on my clit and your hand grasping my thighs.” He could almost taste you. God, that night had been indecent to say the least. “I can’t wait to have you back. I’m gonna have you laid out in bed, spread wide on top of the sheets and I’m gonna ride you until I can‘t even remember how much I missed you.”

Now Taehyung moaned himself. He texted you. It was nine am in Seoul, that meant you were at work, that meant you’d be worked up all day long.

“I’m free tomorrow morning. That is tonight, to you. I wanna see that nasty shit you’ve been up to with my wanna-be substitute. Maybe if you’re good enough I’m gonna send you a little something too. But you’ll have to earn it.”

He was already going to send you a golden necklace with a vibrating pendant anyway.

Jungkook

He didn’t let himself think about you much. Just ten minutes in the shower. Sometimes eight were enough, it just depended on how turned on he was. Even though your trip to Australia was making things difficult, you still managed to see each other every day or so. Sometimes you just had dinner with a screen in front of each other, chatting about your day. Sometimes you called after dinner, a glass of wine, some laughter, the boys coming in every now and then to say hi and ask how you were doing. Other times it was strictly the two of you, your soft voice reassuring him as he confessed how he was feeling. This distance had seriously improved your communication, especially since there was no way to use body language to express feelings and emotions. You reminded him daily that you love him, always telling him before you closed the call. He told you daily about what was going on and how he felt about it. He really hoped you would keep being so talkative when you came back. Most importantly, he hoped you would keep praising him. Sometimes he did exactly what you wanted so that you would praise him. He realised that the more he expressed how he felt, the more loving and praising you grew.

Your stay in Australia was supposed to last a little more than five weeks. Three weeks had gone by quickly, always busy with paperwork or work appointments. However, lately you had started missing Jungkook a little bit too severely. You knew he was shy and you would never press him into doing anything he didn’t hint at you. So when one night, after a glass of wine too many, he started talking about how much he missed your body, you replied encouragingly, leading him on.

“What do you miss about it?”

“You know. Waking up beside you. Feeling you next to me early in the morning.”

“I miss that too. Starting the day without you in the shower is difficult,” you teased, pushing it a little.

He blushed a little. “Do you miss that too?”

“I miss all of that. Do you?” You filled your glass once more. Maybe it would help you loosen up a little.

“You know I do.” He mirrored your gesture and took a sip.

“It feels good when you say it,” you answered, undoing a button of your blouse.

“I miss your body a lot. Even though I don’t usually think about it. It gets worse,” he said, eyes were glued to your fingers.

“I’m happy that you told me. It makes me feel like I’m not alone in this.”

“You are not alone. But I wish I was there.” He was going to evaporate.

You took a deep breath.

“What would you do if you were here?”

“Kiss you. Straight away. I’d hold you so tight I’d almost suffocate you.” He didn’t hesitate one second before answering your question. But then he took a long pause. “I would pick you up, wrap your legs around my waist. Lay you down on the bed. Kiss you harder.”

You licked your lips. “Have you been hitting the gym more often lately?”

He was a little bit confused by your question but he nodded.

“It shows. You look stronger. Makes me wonder how good it will be when we do it again.”

His mouth hung open. “I—“

“Use your words, sweetie.”

His situation got even worse as he blushed for the nickname. And then his whole demeanour did a 180. “Forget the bed. I think I’m gonna slam you against the wall. You’d be wearing a skirt and it would be so easy to slip inside you.”

You worded the next sentence carefully. If you pushed it too much, he would emotionally ball up like a hedgehog and shut you out. “Would you have me against the wall?”

“Fuck you standing? Yes, babe.” He pressed his tongue against his cheek, then clenched his jaw. His hand was laying on his thigh, slipping slowly to his crotch. Nothing you were going to notice since his camera was on his face and part of his chest.

“But you know I’m heavy, right?”

“You’re not that heavy. I can pick you up if I want to. And lately you’ve been looking thinner. I hope you’re eating. I love feeling you up,” he purred.

“I’ve been working out too. I have to get you out of my head.”

“What do you need to get out of your head?”

“All the things I want from you.” You needed him to push you a little.

“What do you want?”

“I want you inside me.”

“Yeah, and? Come on, babe, use your words.” His smile was borderline sadistic as he used your own words against you.

“Messy, sweaty. I don’t care if it hurts. I want you to fuck me so hard I’ll be feeling it for days afterwards.”

He moaned a little at that. How tight you would feel around him... He realised it was the right moment to tell you. “I got us something.”

“What?”

“It’s supposed to arrive by the time you’re here.”

“Really? What is it?”

He took a deep breath and then he started spitting out words at an alarming rate.

“The other day at the gym there was this couple doing something like couple yoga or something, and she was hanging from a hammock of sort and I couldn’t help but think about how intimate it was and how much I wanted to do that with you and I got us a swing.”

“You what?” You brought the glass to your lips again. Smiling.

“I got us a swing.”

“What kind of swing, baby?”

“That kind of swing. I saw it in a... video, sometime ago, and I remembered it and I wanna use it with you. If you want to, I mean, we don’t have to—” He babbled adorably.

“What if I want to?”

He inhaled and took a sip of wine.

“I can’t wait to use it with you. I keep imagining the sound of you slamming against me. I’ll moan for you so loud and lovely that everyone will know you’re loving me nice and good. You’re amazing, Koo.”

He basked in your compliment. “Come back home soon. Otherwise I’ll have to come and get you. Cuff you to my own wrist and bring you back to my side, where you belong.”

“Can’t wait to put my hands on you. My mouth,” you murmured, one more button coming undone.

“You can’t right now, but if you take off your shirt maybe you might convince me to take the first plane to Sydney.” 

His hand had already undone his belt and he was almost going to undo the button of his jeans when you said, “do you think I could convince you if I told you I’m not wearing a bra right now?”

He looked shocked. “You should show me.”

You quickly undid your blouse and let it hang open. That’s when he noticed something glittering.

“Is it...”

“I thought I could use the time away to get it done, so it can properly heal.”

Right there, on your right nipple you let the small piercing show.

“You’re so getting fucked when you come back. First I’ll get my tongue on that and you know exactly where it’s gonna go next.”

You grinned devilishly. “Good, because it’s all I’ve been thinking of.”

[lightsburnbrite]

The Devil is in the Details: Part 9

tagging @i-want--to--believe because I can’t remember to update regularly

“No, this is ridiculous.” Karina folded her arms across her chest. “I don’t understand why I can’t just answer your questions at home with my husband.”

The female officer gave a tired if not exasperated sigh. “The allegations are of spousal abuse. We need to interview the two of you separately. Now, would you please answer my initial question?”

“Yes, of course, I feel safe in my own home.” She practically sneered in response. “Leon has never done anything to hurt me. Nor has he given me any reason to think he will.”

A note was made of her statement before the interview continued. “Concerns have been raised over recent visible bruises on your person. Would you submit to photographing said bruises?”

“Not a fucking chance in hell.” Tilting her head, Karina’s chin jutted out defiantly. “I am anemic and I bruise easily. I’d like to know who contacted you.”

The officer shook her head as she continued to write. “I’m sorry but that is not information I can disclose.”

Karina nearly snorted. “So I don’t even get to know who is trying to make my husband look like a bad person?”

“Nothing will happen to Herr Goretzka unless he is found guilty or you ask for protective measures.” Though she replied to Karina, the officer kept her eyes on her writing, as if she was unwilling to look at her.

“You realize that means nothing, right?” Sitting up straighter, Karina tried to compose herself in the hopes of coming off as less combative. “As far as public opinion is concerned, he will be vilified and he absolutely does not deserve that.”

Placing her pen down, the officer pressed her lips together. “Do you have any coworkers that might have an ax to grind, so to speak?”

When Karina’s face took on a more pondering look, the officer gently nudged her in the right direction. “Any male coworkers?”

“You have got to be fucking kidding me.” Karina pursed her lips as soon as she realized that the officer was trying to give her a clue about who was behind it. “What can I do? What kind of recourse do I have?”

“As of right now, I am afraid you don’t have any recourse.” The officer offered a consolatory shrug. “You would need to prove some sort of malice and I don’t see that happening in this case.”

Leon sat on the sofa, shifting his position frequently, and shaking his head.

“Will you relax? You’re going to make yourself look suspicious.” Jörg sat in the adjacent armchair as they waited for the detective to arrive. “Are you being truthful with me?”

Leon looked up, wide-eyed. “I could never hurt her. They can’t keep her away from me, can they?”

“I don’t know what’s going to happen. God knows what she’s saying to them now.” After huffing out a breath, he walked towards the balcony door.

As soon as there was a knock, Jörg moved to open the door and tried to work interference with the detective.

“We just need to ask a few questions before we can proceed.” The detective began. “Just answer in a straight forward manner and we should be finished shortly.”

Leon nodded as he straightened himself.

“Now, to be certain we’re talking about the same person,” The detective took out a notepad and pen. “What is your wife’s full name.”

“Ekaterina Lyn Müller.” He cleared his throat. “She prefers Karina.”

Looking up, the detective raised an eyebrow. “Your wife didn’t take your last name? That’s a bit emasculating, isn’t it?”

“It’s just a name. It’s really not a big deal.” Leon tried to shrug it off but already the detective’s tone was concerning him.

“But you don’t even call her Karina, do you?”

Leon shook his head. “We’ve known each other since we were kids. I’ve always called her Mausi.”

After taking down a few more notes, the detective finally looked up and smiled. “The bruise on her elbow, where did that come from?”

“The doorknob in the bathroom.” Leon vividly remembered it happening, thinking to himself that would give anyone a bruise. “She was pulling her hair up and when she brought her arms down, she caught it on the doorknob.”

With a smile, the detective nodded again. “Seems reasonable. Now the bite marks on her neck, where did those come from?”

“Sometimes,” Leon closed his eyes, regretting that he needed to actually explain this. “Sometimes we bite during sex. We had sex before she left for work this morning and I bit her neck when I, um…when I ejaculated.”

Now there was a smirk. “Well fortunately for you, both of your stories line up and your wife is adamant that you do not physically harm her. At least not in a non-consensual way.”

“Can we be finished here?” Leon pinched the bridge of his nose. “It sounds like we have both been more than cooperative.”

Closing his notebook, the detective shrugged. “I suppose you’re right.”

Jörg walked the detective to the door and then turned bak towards Leon. “You need to get your wife under control. Do you pay attention to her social media at all?”

“I don’t need to control her.” Leon shook his head as he walked Jörg to the door now. “She’s her own person.”

“Clearly.” He scoffed before leaving..

Leon sat down on the sofa once Jörg had gone and started wondering what he was talking about. He never really looked at Karina’s instagram account because he saw her every day but now he was curious.

Scrolling through, he saw pictures from concerts where bands with names like Bloodbath, Behemoth, and Repugnant wore lots of body paint and fake blood. There were pictures of Karina and the friends of hers that he knew but then there was a picture of her standing with a shirtless man whose age was hard to pinpoint partly because of his long blond hair. Amongst an assortment of other tattoos, the word “sodomizer” was placed in an arc across his abdomen and his nipples had large rings in them. The man’s left arm was draped over Karina’s shoulder while her right arm rested around his waist, her left hand propped on her hip. Karina was absolutely beaming while the man did his best to smile with a cigarette between his lips. The last thing that Leon noticed was his right arm which was positioned at a ninety-degree angle, his index and middle finger pointing straight up with his thumb out to the side with his ring and pinky fingers were folded down against the palm of his hand. Under the picture was the caption “Wouldst thou like to live deliciously?”

Leon found himself going down rabbit holes of alchemic symbols and occult references, finally stopping when he was face to face with an illustration of something called Baphomet with the phrase “as above, so below.”

Placing his phone next to him Leon shook his head before standing. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned to see Karina walk in.

Practically flinging her wallet and keys down on the kitchen counter, she closed her eyes and tilted her chin up before exclaiming. “Fuck!”

“Um, yeah.” Leon faked a laugh. “This has been kind of a shitty night. I think I’m just going to go to bed.”

Karina stood, mouth agape. “Oh. Ok.”

After snacking on a few things, Karina took the bottle of vodka from the freezer and took a few swigs straight from the bottle before she poured some in a cup and topped it off with ginger beer. Still frowning at Leon’s complete disinterest in having a conversation, she half-watched an old episode of American Horror Story before going to the bedroom.

When she walked in, Karina found Leon already in bed. His eyes were closed but for some reason, it didn’t seem like he was actually asleep. It wasn’t until Karina had actually laid down that she realized how tired she actually was and she fell asleep within moments.

Somewhere in the middle of the night, Karina woke up needing to use the bathroom. Once she sat up, she noticed that Leon was no longer in bed but didn’t think much of it at the time. When he was still gone by the time she had finished, Karina went in search of Leon, thinking that maybe he’d gone to get a drink. Carefully stepping over Elsa, she made her way to the kitchen but immediately found him sound asleep on the sofa.

Karina briefly entertained the idea of waking him, but then she remembered his sullen display before going to bed last night. Instead, she sulked off back to their bedroom and willed herself back to sleep.

Leon kept his phone next to him and woke up early. He wanted to be the one to take Elsa on her morning walk just so he had a chance to process his thoughts. When they got back in, Karina was sitting at the counter, both hands wrapped around her coffee cup.

She smiled sheepishly as she looked at him. “Hey. Thanks for taking her out.”

“Yeah.” He nodded without really looking at her. “I was up, so…”

Karina nodded, waiting to see if he was going to say anything else. “So, um, is there a reason you slept on the couch last night?”

“I was in bed.” Leon shrugged but kept his back to her as he poured a glass of orange juice. “Didn’t you see me?”

With a sigh, she rested her chin on her hand. “Oh. I guess I must have been dreaming then.”

Leon took an apple from the bowl on the counter and walked back towards the bedroom without really acknowledging her statement. He was hoping that by the time he went back to the kitchen, Karina would have moved but instead, he found her with her elbow propped on the counter and her forehead resting in her hand.

Karina heard him return but kept her eyes looking at the counter. “What did I do? Why are you mad at me?”

“I’m not mad.” When Karina scoffed in return, he’d had enough. “You know, your brother said that you could be intentionally deceptive and thought nothing of lying to get your way. I should have listened to him.”

“What did I do?” She repeated herself. “When have I ever lied to you?”

“I look through your instagram and all I see is you with half-naked guys and heavy metal and fucking satanic shit and it’s like I don’t even know who the fuck you are.” Leon threw his hands up before letting them fall to his sides as if punctuating his frustration.

Looking back at him in disbelief, she couldn’t even find the words that she wanted at first. “There’s also art and pictures of Elsa and flowers. I mean, yes, took a picture with Per Eriksson but he’s an extremely talented guitarist and a genuinely nice guy.”

When he didn’t respond, Karina went on. “I haven’t changed. I’ve always listened to metal and poppy stuff and hip hop and classical music. I don’t understand why you have a problem with it now.”

“Because you’re my wife now.” Leon spoke as if the answer was obvious. “How do you think my parents would react to know you go around singing about how the devil’s power is the greatest one?”

Karina shook her head and couldn’t even look up at him. “I don’t know but maybe that’s something you should have thought of before you asked me to marry you.”

She didn’t want him to see her cry over this stupid argument but by this point, she was feeling personally attacked.

“Is that why you didn’t want to have a wedding? Are you a satanist?” Leon felt silly saying it, but now he was genuinely concerned.

“I’m not going to burst into flames if I walk into a church. Are you forgetting that I go to church with you and your family at Christmas?” She wiped her eyes, fully knowing that she had smudged the remnants of yesterday’s makeup. “I don’t worship the devil. Are you fucking kidding me? The stupid bands don’t either. It’s more of a commentary on organized religions being corrupt but of course, you’d have to be more perceptive to actually realize that.”

Now he did laugh. “Are you saying I’m stupid?”

“No.” Her tone softened to more of a pleading one now. “Just that you’re not willing to look at the whole picture.”  

“I have to go to practice now.”

There was no goodbye, there was no we’ll continue this discussion later. Leon just took his bag and walked out.

Karina shook her head after he left and let herself actually cry now. Once she felt somewhat composed, she pulled out her phone and sent two texts - one to Nena asking for some time off from work and one to her therapists saying that she’d need to reschedule her next appointment.

[thevalicemultiverse]

Get To Know the Muse(s) -- Alice & Victor

season:  Alice -- early spring; Victor -- late spring

color:  Alice -- blue and red; Victor -- blue

pie:  Alice -- strawberry; Victor -- apple

fruit:  Alice -- strawberries; Victor -- apples

ice cream flavor:  Alice --  strawberry, chocolate, Neapolitan; Victor -- chocolate, Rocky Road, Cookies & Cream

breakfast food:  Alice --  pancakes with syrup; Victor -- French toast and hard-boiled eggs

alcoholic drink: Alice -- Nothing; Victor -- Nothing (neither of them drink)

soda flavor:  Alice --  Dr. Pepper; Victor -- root beer

scent:  Alice -- Floral scents, catnip; Victor -- Tree scents, dog smells

flowers:  Alice -- Roses, lilies; Victor -- daffodils, bluebells

animal:  Alice -- cats, rabbits; Victor -- dogs, butterflies

movie:  Alice -- The Truman Show (I think she’d find the main character relatable, and the whole movie fascinating); Victor -- Ghostbusters (a fun sci-fi/fantasy about busting ghosts! He also likes the sequel and the reboot)

tv show:  Alice -- QI (it’s a show about weird facts and suchlike; right up her alley); Victor -- Castlevania on Netflix (I have personally not seen it, but I’ve heard good things, and it’s about vampires and kick-ass lady magic users and going up against evil -- he’d probably enjoy it)

book: For modern verses, anyway: Alice -- Monstrous Regiment from the Discworld series (she likes and relates to the main cast a lot); Victor -- Dragonsong from the Dragonriders of Pern series (he’s always wanted a pet dragon, and he relates to Menolly more than he thinks he should)

fairy tale: Alice -- Cinderella (she has a whole new appreciation for what the title character went through after Houndsditch -- also the mental image of Bumby getting his eyes pecked out by birds in the appropriate versions); Victor -- Snow White (he can’t help but feel a kinship with the princess who shares his color scheme -- plus he’s sometimes wondered if running off to a house of dwarves in the woods wouldn’t be better for him than his home life)

genre of music:  Alice -- “moody” songs (like with heavy bass beats, dark lyrics, stuff like that), but she’s also fond of parodies; Victor -- classical (especially piano numbers), big musical numbers

genre of movies:  Alice -- fantasy, comedy; Victor -- sci-fi, fantasy

genre of books:  Alice -- fantasy, mystery; Victor -- fantasy, horror

Pick one.

hot or cold: Both prefer hot

juice or soda: Alice prefers juice; Victor is more likely to get a soda

tv or movie: Both would pick movie 

movie or book: Both would pick book

late night talk shows or reality tv: I don’t think they’d like either, but if there was nothing else on, I think they’d pick reality TV -- might be more interesting, should provide plenty of opportunities to mock the television

twitter or instagram: I think both would prefer Instagram; Twitter would provide too many opportunities to annoy them

trees or flowers: Alice prefers flowers; Victor prefers trees

philosophy or psychology: Both are more into philosophy (Alice in particular doesn’t like psychology for what I hope are obvious reasons)

ocean or lake: Both are more familiar with lakes, at least in the real world; the Deluded Depths are fun in Wonderland, though!

water park or amusement park: I think they’d both prefer an amusement park, though one with water rides would be a good compromise

cats or dogs: Alice is a cat person; Victor is a dog person

fresh water or sparkling water: Both prefer fresh water

sugar or honey: In tea, I assume? I’d say both prefer sugar, though they both will eat honey

cookies or candy: Both prefer cookies (though Victor will definitely not say no to candy)

bath or shower: Alice prefers showers; Victor likes baths (even if he’s too long for most bathtubs!)

morning or night: Both tend toward night (even in verses where one of them doesn’t have to be nocturnal)

running or walking: Both like walking (particularly together); both tend to end up running from something at some point. XD

piercings or tattoos: Eh, I can’t see either of them getting either. . .but if it came down to it, I could see both going for a tattoo over piercings.

frozen yogurt or ice cream: Both prefer ice cream, but this doesn’t mean they won’t eat frozen yogurt

vanilla or chocolate: Both prefer chocolate

caramel or butterscotch: Both like caramel

art or music: Alice falls on the art side; Victor falls on the music one (though he’s also an accomplished artist, and Alice likes his music a lot)

t-shirt or button down: Alice is more likely to wear a plain t-shirt; Victor prefers a button-down

text or call: I think both prefer text -- less pressure that way, and Victor in particular finds it easier when he can do a draft or two of what he wants to say

ghosts or aliens: Both prefer ghosts (and are more likely to encounter them everywhere except my Sims game)

Have they ever.

ridden a motorcycle: Depends on the verse, but I’ve stated in the past I like the idea of Secundus!Alice getting her own steampunk motorcycle and roaring through the streets with a mildly-terrified Victor XD Most of the time, though, neither of them have.

stolen something: Again, verse-dependent -- most of the time, I’d say no for both, but the Catch Us!pair probably steal things from their victims, and just for survival purposes, while Londerland Bloodlines!Alice will occasionally pick up “vendor trash” to sell to Fat Larry. (Not so much once she starts getting money from more legit sources, though.)

eaten an entire pizza by themselves: Alice, probably not. Victor, yes. XD (Though it was over an entire night)

made a prank call: I can’t see either of them being the type, so no.

broken a bone: Somehow, neither of them have. Victor is as shocked as anyone about this. (Though he has sprained his ankle.)

fallen asleep during a concert or movie: A concert? Not to both? A movie? Not in theaters, but I can see them maybe falling asleep watching a super-late movie one night at home. (Cute mental image, actually.)

walked out of a movie because it was so bad: I personally think they’d stick it out to give it the MST3K/Rifftrax treatment (quietly) unless it properly offended them. So neither has done so yet, but it’s a possibility.

been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours: No, if only because I can’t think of any situation where they would have to be.

dined & dashed: Traditional form? No, neither. But Londerland Bloodlines!Alice has occasionally had to just grab a convenient person to drink from when she was low on blood. Sort of counts?

held a gun: This is verse-dependent -- the vast majority, no. But I’m sure the Catch Us pair have used guns on occasion (if their victim has one to wrestle away, anyway), and Londerland Bloodlines!Alice learned how to shoot to protect herself on the mean streets of L.A.

ding dong ditched: I can’t see either doing this -- except maybe Catch Us!pair, or Londerland Bloodlines!Alice, as some sort of distraction while they do something else. (LB!Alice is a master of Obfuscate, after all. . .)

gone skinny dipping: Nooope for both. Nope no never.

cried during a movie: Yes, though Alice generally hides it a bit better than Victor. She’ll only openly cry if she’s alone, or with people she trusts (generally Victor, add in Victoria, Emily, Lizzie, Bonejangles/Sam, Richard, and Christopher depending on verse).

smuggled food into a movie: Alice would, Victor wouldn’t -- but only because Victor can consistently afford concession prices. And to be honest, he’d probably help Alice smuggle in food if she asked.

lied to get a job: No -- if only because neither of them has ever had to (Victor of course comes from super-rich stock, and Alice generally either has a job given to her/forced on her, or picks something she knows she can get without lying)

practiced lines in front of a mirror: Victor has, for when he has to be Social with his parents -- it doesn’t usually help much, as his anxiety gives no shits about how much he practices. I can’t think of a situation for Alice to do so, but maybe if she needs to rehearse something difficult to say sometime. . .

tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once: Not as of this writing, but somehow I think they might at some point XD

been kicked out of somewhere: Yes, though for different reasons -- Alice because she was making a scene while stuck in Wonderland; Victor because his parents were making a scene and he was “collateral damage.” Oh, and I guess Victor was essentially kicked out of Burtonsville in both Forgotten Vows and Secundus. . .and then decided he never wanted to go back anyway

been on a blind date: Does a blind arranged marriage count? Actually, in more modern verses, the two sets of parents WOULD set the kids up on a date without introducing them first, so -- yeah, I guess Victor has. Alice, no. 

ghosted someone: No -- unless you count Alice disappearing from Houndsditch as such in the “Catch Us If You Can” verse. Victor’s probably been ghosted once or twice by women who didn’t wish to continue their acquaintance. Not a pleasant experience.

bragged about something they haven’t done: Victor, no. Alice. . .edge case, as she’ll brag about stuff she’s done in Wonderland, not the real world. Which, considering the stuff she can pull off in Wonderland, I say -- let the woman brag.

said i love you without meaning it: No, neither. Alice only says it when she means it, and Victor has meant it every time he’s said it.

gotten in a fight: Yes to both, though how often depends on the verse. 

fallen asleep on a bus: I can’t see either of them doing it, if only because I don’t think either would ever feel comfortable enough to fall asleep. Too many people and not exactly plush seats are not conducive to rest.

Miscellaneous.

how do they take their tea or coffee:  Alice takes her tea with a couple of spoonfuls of sugar and a quick dash of milk; Victor puts so much sugar and milk into his it can barely be called “tea”

what is their ideal date: Depends on the verse, but a few favorites are going to the park on a picnic (Forgotten Vows and Secundus); either going dancing or staying at home for a private dance party (Cuddlepile); and going to the movies (Londerland Bloodlines). I’d also like for at least one skating date to happen in some verse. XD

what are some of their guilty pleasures: Alice has probably read and enjoyed some romance novels -- it’s a guilty pleasure in the sense of “Lizzie would probably never forgive me for reading these.” XD Victor, depending on the verse, has penny dreadfuls or comic books, which his mother disapproves of but he reads on the sly. He particularly enjoys superheroes and horror stories.

longest they’ve stayed up for: This would be dependent on verse, but I’m sure that both of them have stayed up at least one entire day for some reason at some point

greatest talent: For Victor, it’s definitely his piano skills -- he’s got a nice well of natural ability, and he’s put in the practice to get really good at it. For Alice, it’s storytelling -- she knows how to weave a good yarn, helped a lot by that active imagination of hers!

strange habits: Less “strange” and more “informed by her past trauma,” Alice tends to triple-check every fireplace in her current home to make sure it’s out before going to bed. Yes, it was deliberate arson that took down her family home, but she still gets antsy over leaving flame attended. She also tends to rock on her heels when in deep thought. Victor of course has his tie-pulling and general fidgeting when he’s nervous -- I can’t think of anything off the top of my head that he might have that is stranger.

first job: Alice’s would be her stint at Bumby’s -- she was maid and dogsbody in exchange for her keep and a smidgen of salary. Victor -- well, does helping his father do the books at his fish business count?

can they do a handstand: Alice probably could if she practiced enough, though I don’t know how long she could hold it. Victor could only do it against a wall, and even then he’d probably tip over after a couple of seconds.

can they cook: Yes -- they both have a baseline of “I can make a couple of edible items,” and improve from there. Victor in particular grows to like baking.

do they have allergies: Alice does not, but Victor is allergic to artichokes. Nothing life-threatening, fortunately, but it does result in an itchy rash all over his face and neck if he eats them.

do they believe in love in first sight: Alice never did -- Victor is willing to believe at least in attraction at first sight, thanks to his experiences with Victoria and Emily. He’s not sure about true love, though.

have any special talents: Well, I already mentioned playing piano for Victor, and storytelling for Alice. They’re also both quite good artists! Alice works in pencil, while Victor works in quill pen and ink. Victor is also a MASTER at climbing, thanks to finding that going vertical often helped him get away from his bullies growing up. And I’m sure Alice’s way with sarcastic comments must count too. :p

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[purplesurveys]

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Uni life be craaaaazy I missed my surveyssss

Which colour would best describe your current mood? Maybe an olive green or mustard yellow...we’re on a quick family getaway and the place is very nature-y. Does bad grammar annoy you? I can understand if the person’s first language isn’t English, but if they’re being an asshole and they keep fucking up their grammar, that’s when I have to laugh. This is usually the case when Filipinos are super arrogant in the comment section and try to sound intelligent, but end up embarrassingly butchering English. Who played the last concert you went to? Paramore happened a year and two days ago. What's your opinion on winter? Never experienced it. I’m pretty sure I would love it. How many plants are there in the room you're in? There are none in the hotel room I’m currently in.

Are you wearing anything in your hair at the moment? No, it’s just down. I had it in a ponytail earlier during breakfast, but I removed the tie after. Are your first impressions of people usually wrong? It’s typically 50/50. Sometimes the people I make out to be a bitch are apparently the nicest people, and sometimes the people I make out to be a bitch turn out to be actual big bitches. What was the last book you read, and how did you find it? Like I keep saying, I haven’t read anything in a really long time. I recently bought a pre-loved copy of The Reader from a buy-and-sell group on Facebook, but the seller hasn’t gotten back to me in a while. Do you prefer green or red apples? I hate fruits. Which room in your house is your favourite? Mine or the sala, because our couch is really huge and comfy.

What was the last thing you microwaved? I think it was fried chicken. Tell me something interesting about one of your close relatives: My great-grandfather was a survivor of the Bataan Death March back in the Japanese occupation. At one point he collapsed but he was at the right place at the right time – he got pulled aside by some lady stranger who brought him to her house to nurse him back to health. When he came to, he went to the house’s cellar to hide. The Japanese caught on, stormed the house, and tore apart an image of the Holy Family that they saw in the home. The torn-apart pieces fell through the bamboo slats and into the cellar, where he was hiding. He kept those until he had the time to paste them back together. The reconstructed image is currently with one of my great-aunts. Always thought that was super cool. Do you often take the bus to get to places? No. Public transport is shit here. We do have a more luxurious point-to-point bus system, but I’ve never had to try it out since I usually drive. If somebody gave you a kitten to keep as a pet, what would you name it? The first name that came to mind was Lily. If you could travel back to any decade, which one would you travel to? 20s. Did you use to like making dens as a child? Like, forts? Not really. Are you currently listening to music? Yes. I have the Lemonade album in the background while taking this. Any languages you would like to learn? Spanish, or another Philippine language. I think trilingual Filipinos who can speak English, Filipino, and Cebuano/Chavacano/Ilocano/Waray/Hilagaynon or any other Philippine language are sooooo much cooler :’( Do you like the smell of freshly-mown grass? I can enjoy it, sure. Does it really grind your gears when people constantly quote Family Guy? I wouldn’t know if they were quoting the show since I don’t watch a lot of it. How many tabs do you have open in your browser? In my current window, there are four. Do you like to play Mario? I don’t actively play it but if I had the chance the play it, I wouldn’t say no. Ever flown a kite? When I was younger. What's your favourite topping for toast? Butter. What colour is the front door of your house? Brown. Can I stand under your umbrella? Ella-eh-eh-eh yes. If given the oppurtunity, would you employ a monkey-servant? No. Do you know anybody who is completely bald? My dad is bald but out of choice. Do you put decorations up for Christmas? Yep. We used to put lights out but we recently stopped doing that and just decorate the inside of our house instead. You have to paint a room in your house bright orange, which do you choose? Maybe the kitchen so that it looks livelier. Your least favourite flavour of ice cream: Rocky road. Would you rather have a leather or denim jacket? Denim. To wear leather in the Philippine climate is to hate yourself. Would you like to meet the Queen? Sure. What's your full name backwards? Nybor. ^ without any vowels? Nybr? Do you like elephants? I love them, but I wish people would leave them the fuck alone. Have you ever destroyed something of high value? I’ve broken so many phones in my lifetime. Do you prefer juice or soda? Juice, if I really had to. Do you often listen to the radio? I listen almost everyday since it’s what I listen to when driving. Can you imitate a southern American accent well? I’m really bad at any accent haha. Can you read maps? No. Do you think that bacon and maple syrup is a good combination? YES Do you have any piercings? My earlobes. Own a lot of hats? Not really. I only have a couple. Do you get a lot of earwax (don't be shy)? The only time it gets to be a lot is when I forget to clean my ears. Which musical instrument would you like to learn to play? The piano. How do you solve a problem like Maria? ??? Would you rather swim in the sea or in a pool? SEA. When I swam at a beach for the first time, I stopped going to pools altogether. Preferred alcoholic beverage: Tequila. Did you go camping this summer? Nope. How is your eyesight? Bad. I literally can’t see anything without my glasses. Are you into this whole vampire thing? I was crazier before, but now it’s like something I look back on fondly. What's a colour that you would never ever dye your hair? Bright yellow. How many sugars do you take in tea? I don’t drink tea, but I like my coffee with one sugar and two creams. Would you like to travel to India? I would love to. Do you live in a city? Yes. What was your favourite TV show as a kid? The first show I ever loved was Hi-5 (the original cast). Then when I got a little older, I got into Spongebob. Are you a fussy eater? Not at all. I’d eat anything, just except for fruits. Can you dance? NOPE Do you find green eyes attractive? Sure. My biggest celebrity crush has green eyes. Do you prefer to watch films at home or in the cinema? Either is fine. Can you remember New Year's Eve on the 30/12/1999? No.

[writedisaster]

Get To Know the Muse: Charlevoix Plover

Favorite things.

season:  fall!  give him the harvest time, give him the gold-drenched light of shortening afternoons, give him the smell of fallen leaves like dust in a chapel, give him the PUMPIK SPICE color:  warm jewel tones! a soft burgundy or amber in particular pie:  ohhh that’s a TOUGH one.  he likes apple pie a lot but he’s always willing to try new things! fruit:  apples! ice cream flavor:  blue moon  breakfast food:  pancakes! alcoholic drink:  probably a pale ale?  also rum but the dude is very much a lightweight soda flavor:  cream soda.  yum. scent:  mmm cinnamon and cloves i think!  also bay leaves flowers:  oh this is a toughie.  he likes creeping charlie a LOT- for its resilience and opportunism as well as the scent of its leaves. animal:  the albatross!  but also any sea bird.  but also dogs.  but also cats. movie:  The Breakfast Club or Pacific Rim tv show:  early seasons of the X-Files.  travel shows.  Star Trek, the original series.  there’s no TV show that he’s seen every episode of, though. book:  Bridge of Birds by Barry Hughart superhero:  Superman.  no he’s not basic he just has a thing for good-hearted farm boys.  and that’s valid, babes. fairy tale:  The Lady and the Lion genre of music:  folk, folk punk, north atlantic traditional, shanties, basically anything where he can show up with a concertina and contribute genre of movies:  mmm he seems like he’d like rom-coms, but he gets frustrated by the contrived obstacles that could so easily be resolved or avoided if the characters were trying.  so he’s picky about romances, but when they get him they get him.  he also likes adventure, especially adventure movies that feature strong emphasis on relationships- hence his love for Pacific Rim. genre of books:  Stories where things happen the way they should- where friendships are important, the heroes are kind, and the ending is fair and triumphant.

Pick one.

hot or cold juice or soda tv or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

Have they ever.

ridden a motorcycle:  ridden one, yes.  driven one, no. stolen something:  he’s been an accessory to theft, but hasn’t directly stolen anything on his own eaten an entire pizza by themselves:  yes.  it was not a big pizza, though. made a prank call:  no broken a bone:  yes fallen asleep during a concert or movie:  i don’t think so?  unless he was watching a movie at home walked out of a movie because it was so bad:  no been on the phone with someone for longer than 2 hours:  heck yeah dined & dashed:  no held a gun:  please do not ask him this question. ding dong ditched:  no gone skinny dipping:  yes! cried during a movie:  all.  the.  time. smuggled food into a movie:  yes lied to get a job:  no practiced lines in from of a mirror:  yes tried to see how many marshmallows they can stuff in their mouth at once:  yes.  results were impressive. been kicked out of somewhere:  probably been on a blind date:  not yet ghosted someone:  no bragged about something they haven’t done:  no said i love you without meaning it:  no!!! gotten in a fight:  he’s gotten in the middle of fights? fallen asleep on a bus:  yes.

Miscellaneous.

how do they take their tea or coffee:  lots of honey!  sugar if honey isn’t available.  cream if possible, but he’s also pretty used to drinking it black.  prefers tea over coffee. what is their ideal date:  talk to him.  let him show you the constellations.  let him make you dinner.  let him make you breakfast, too. what are some of their guilty pleasures:  he... really likes being complimented on the food he makes and shares with others.  which is a guilty pleasure for him bc he feels like he shouldn’t be seeking glory or attention, but there it is. longest they’ve stayed up for:  probably like 36 hours, keeping watch greatest talent:  music!  he can play the concertina, the accordion, the bodhrán, & the tinwhistle.  also has a very nice singing voice- a clear, rich countertenor.  cannot perform anything solo in front of an audience, though- he tried once, when he was with the opera, and passed out due to nerves before he even started his audition piece.  whoops.  mainly he just plays music with his friends and for his friends, or just for himself. strange habits:  big oral fixation.  all his pens, journals, glasses- basically anything he owns with an imprintable surface- it’s got teeth marks on it.  that’s the way it is. first job:  assistant navigator!  which was actually a fake title one of his moms gave him when he was a kid, but he grew into it pretty quick. can they do a handstand:  yes! can they cook:  is?  the pope?  catholic??? do they have allergies:  cats :( but he WILL power through do they believe in love in first sight:  yeah basically?  (he’s quicker to develop platonic feelings than romantic ones, but he classifies platonic feelings as love, too.)  he ALSO believes in love as a slow and ongoing commitment of actions, small and large, every day, all your life.  but as far as he’s concerned that can start at first sight. have any special talents: he can bake bread without a recipe- nay, without even measuring the ingredients- and it will turn out beautiful.  good sense of direction to the point of almost being uncanny.  also, he’s unexpectedly charming for someone as awkward as he is.

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"A Lot, Actually”

Request: Hi! Could I request a Jeno imagine where y/n (couple years older) is a well-known back up dancer for SM and also works in the SM Cafe. Jeno has a crush on her and was spotted by fans in awe while talking to her in the cafe. His members encourage him to tell her his feelings and he does so backstage of SMTown. Thank you 🙂

Member: Jeno (NCT)

Words: 2,832

A/N This one took me...really long lmao. Sorry that I couldn’t 100% write in all the details you gave me because the way the story was going Just Wouldn’t Let Me, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless! -Admin Ay

Warnings: profanity, Jeno has teenage boy thoughts about his crush :/

  Yes, perhaps it was true that Jeno had a slight crush on you. However, he was not going to admit that out loud for the whole room to know as Jisung and Renjun circled in on him trying to get some form of confirmation.

  “Jeno, c’mon! If you tell us who your crush is on we’ll leave you alone.” Renjun whined as he nudged Jeno’s shoulder.

  Jeno was now beyond exhausted, not from the soon-to-start dance rehearsals, but from the shenanigans that his friends-slash-coworkers found such pleasure in. He now regrets his offhanded remark about Jisung being “a mere child that knows nothing about love” after getting in an argument over which girl the main character in a show should have ended up with. To be honest, Jeno barely even liked the damn show, so why he let himself dive head first into a conversation about his own love life with his nosy friends in the first place, he did not know.

  The sound of a door slamming open and a hoard of footsteps following caused the interrogee and his interrogators to flinch.

  “Alright everybody! Rehearsals have officially started. Jeno, Renjun, and Jisung stop talking and get into positions.” Taeyong’s sweat pant-clad figure marched into the practice room, the rest of NCT marching behind him. Jeno had never been so happy to dance for four hours straight.

     Rehearsal had gone well so far. NCT Dream had brushed up a few choreographies, and the unit was now on standby as 127 practiced a few of their own songs. Normally, Jeno would be monitoring the older members as they danced and he rested. Do not get him wrong, that was what he was doing for a bit. He was until all the background dancers filtered into the room to prepare for the special performance with all eighteen members.

  A fluttering feeling was felt as Jeno anticipated for a particular figure to flow in with them, you. He knew that you would be working on this specific performance with NCT beforehand, thankfully. Jeno had zero confidence that he would be able to conceal the wave of emotions hitting him now as you walked in wearing a crop top and leggings had he not known.

  Mark, who had just finished up perfecting Cherry Bomb with the rest of the 127 unit, shot a knowing look towards Jeno through the mirror, knowing full well that his dusted-red face was not caused by dancing. Past Jeno was stupid to think that Mark would have anything helpful to say to him at two in the morning after spilling his guts about his feelings for you.

  Taeyong cupped his hands around his mouth as he barked orders. “Everybody, hurry up and get into your proper positions for the special stage. We can run through the choreography and then fix our mistakes after.”

  A clash of hums and “yes sir”s were heard throughout the room as everyone moved where they were supposed to be. Jeno was placed in the very front for a majority of the dance while you stood along the walls awaiting your turn to come out along with the rest of the background dancers.

  Jeno was doing his best at ignoring you as you stood by the wall, somewhat out of his point of view. But as you stepped out away from the wall and started to dance, all of Jeno’s resolve flew out of the window. All brain power usually used to remember upcoming moves instead was used to totally not admire how your leggings wrapped around your thighs and how cute your navel was.

     Two bumps into Jungwoo as the group changed positions and a scolding from Taeyong later, Jeno was finally able to make it through practice.

  Once the original choreographer was pleased with everyone’s performance she had told everyone that rehearsals were done for the day. Jeno watched as you slowly picked up your duffle bag and dabbled in small conversations with the other dancers.

  “You should go talk to her,” a voice none other than Mark’s whispered into Jeno’s ear.

  Jeno did not move his gaze from the curl of your lips and the crinkle in your eyes as you laughed at something Yuta had told you.

  “What would I even say?”

  Mark huffed, “I don’t know dude! All the stuff you gushed to me about? She’s a great dancer, she has a nice smile, she has some amazing legs--ow!”

  Jeno brought down his hands from Mark’s shoulder where he smacked him. “I never said that,” Jeno hissed.

  “Anyone that knows you would know that you were thinking it,” Mark said, a sly grin on his face.

  “I regret ever trusting you.” Jeno was starting to regret many things today.

  A shocked gasp escaped from Jeno’s mouth as he realized the same thing Mark was.

  “Shit, dude, she’s walking this way you need to say something.”

  The only thing Jeno could feel at the moment were Mark’s excited taps on his back and the beating of his heart as you slowly inched closer. No, he could not talk to you. He knew that the only things that would probably come out where nervous groans and stuttered “i love you”s.

  “Hey, Jeno, right?” You said, smile engulfing you face.

  Jeno aggressively questioned the universe as to why it wanted him to die today of all days. SMTown was just in a few weeks but in the next day Jeno was going to be lying six feet under with an enormous “Death By Crush” tombstone at his head.

  “Uh, yeah. Jeno. That’s me!” If only the ground could open up and swallow him whole. Mark’s giggling could be heard not far behind him.

  “Good job today,” you frowned, “But I saw you made a few mistakes, which is very unlike you?”

  Great, Jeno thought, now you probably thought that he was just some kid that never takes his job seriously. Maybe you would choose to never talk to him again. Oh God, or maybe you would spread how “that one Jeno guy sucks at dancing” to the other breakup dancers and then eventually the word would make it up to Lee Soo Man and all the big choreographers and he would be put in the back during every performance. Unlikely, but in his head anything was possible.

  “Well, I didn’t get much sleep last night...been a little out of it since I woke up.” The fact that Jeno did not get much sleep was true, but that was routine. Honestly, he could get two hours and bounce back as soon as he ate breakfast. Jeno mentally applauded himself for pulling an excuse out of his ass so quickly.

  Your hand seemed to float as you rested it on Jeno’s shoulder.

  “Make sure to get some good rest tonight then.” Your voice was laced with worry as you looked directly into his eyes.

  An angel. You were an angel.

  Jeno watched you walk out of the practice room hesitantly as the rest of the backup dancers called to you to join them.

  “That’s a wife,” Mark, who Jeno barely even remembered was there, said.

  “Believe me, I wish.”

     A week before SMTown and Jeno and the rest of NCT Dream had just finished practice together. Jeno hummed as he walked through the doors of the SM Cafe, the rest of the Dream unit zooming past him to order snacks. He zoned in a couple of cupcakes on display that his diet strictly banned as he waited in line, Chenle already at the very front.

  “Oh, Y/N! I didn’t know you had a shift today?” Mark’s conversation faded into Jeno’s thoughts, and suddenly the cupcakes were not as interesting as the person working at the cashier. Jeno lifted his eyes from the desserts, and sure enough, there you were in all your glory. He could already feel the dopamine running through him as your head tilted like that of a confused puppy.

  “I thought I told you that during our last rehearsal?” Your voice sounded sweeter than that of the cupcakes and Jeno felt like it was not normal how hyper fixated he got on it whenever you spoke.

  “Anyway,” Mark avoided clearing the confusion, “the water is all I want.” Mark turned and winked towards Jeno to where only he could see.

  “Jeno, it’s your turn!”

  And suddenly Mark was gone Jeno was standing in front of you, the glass counter separating the two of you.

  Jeno’s throat went dry and his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth.

  “Hey.”

  “Hey, Jeno! What do you want to order today?”

  “Uhm,” Jeno urged himself on, he got the same order every time he came to the cafe, “Can I just get a lemonade?”

  You hummed as you tapped the price of the drink into the cashier, “Okay, I’ll get you that in a bit.”

  Jeno didn’t even like lemonade. He meant to get the apple juice, but the cursed drink was the first thing he saw when he directed his eyes towards the menu so “lemonade” was, unfortunately, what word had decided to form from his lips.

  Your hair was tied back, revealing your neck, and Jeno found himself ogling at the way the skin on your nape folded as you bent to pour his drink. Jeno wanted to touch it, smell it, and maybe even kiss it if his heart would let him one day.

  Then, you turned around, wretched drink in hand, and without notice your eyes were meeting his. Your stare was both parts intimidating and captivating, and it took your abrupt clearing of your throat to bring Jeno back into attention.

  “Thanks, see you...during the concert.” He said, mid-transfer of the cup of lemonade from your hand to his. Jeno was proud of himself for not letting a single filler word slip into his speech.

  Just as Jeno was about to turn around and finally let every nerve that he suppressed while in your presence out, you called out to him.

  “Make sure to get some good sleep by then.” You smirked, punctuating the sentence with a wink.

  Just because of that, Jeno knew an hour of sleep would be replaced with tossing and turning in bed thinking of that wink and irresistible smirk on your lips.

  “I--uh, yeah. Of course.” There goes his no-fillers accomplishment. Not knowing what else to do, Jeno awkwardly nodded and waddled towards the table the rest of members. He could not register that the loud bickering between all six of them was about him until Jaemin had practically yanked him down into a seat next to him.

  “You’re confessing to her next week.” He ordered, leaving no room for discussion.

  Jeno’s eyes widened into large circles. “I’m what?”

  Jisung rolled his eyes. “Y/N? You have a crush on her, and that’s exactly what you’re telling her next week when we see her at SMTown.”

  “Wait, wait, wait, hold on! How did you guys find out,” Jeno violently turned towards Mark who sat diagonally from him, “I swear to God if you told them I will pour Nair into your shampoo bottles.”

  “I swear I didn’t,” Mark let himself loosen as he thought more on the threat, “And you wouldn’t, you know the company would murder you for that.”

  Renjun’s voice cut through the air as he slammed his hands onto the table. “Shut up, Mark knew!?”

  The whole cafe’s attention was directed to the seven boys crowded around the way too small table at the noise. Jeno bristled at all the possible ears listening in on their conversation. From the way a group of girls giggled and uttered several different variations of “cute,” fans were definitely watching as well.

  Donghyuck laughed nervously as he turned around and addressed everyone with a mouthed “sorry” before proceeding to smack Renjun in the back of the head.

  “Keep it down dimwit! We don’t want non-idols hearing this.” Donghyuck violently whispered.

  Jeno slumped himself down into his chair as the rest of his members conversed as if he was not there to hear them discuss his love life.

  Mark sighed, “Yes, Jeno told me one night. But, I’m sure he would have told you guys when he was ready.”

  Jaemin smiled as he poked Jeno in the cheek. “And yeah, Mark didn’t tell us, so please spare his already dying hair. We sorta figured it out.”

  Jisung hid his laughter behind the cookie he bit into. “You’re just that obvious.”

  Jeno tried to hide the scowl making its way onto his face as Chenle continued the teasing further.

  “I have no idea how we couldn’t tell any sooner.”

  Donghyuck waved his hand in front of his face, signaling everyone to be quiet.

  “Anyway, we have officially decided that you are going to confess to Y/N at SMTown.” 

  Splutters of confused protests left Jeno’s mouth until Mark raised an eyebrow at his antics.

  “I get no say in this do I?” Jeno gave up, opting to drown his sorrows in disgusting lemonade.

  A resounding “nope” was heard from all six of the members, a devilish grin littering each of their faces. Sometimes Jeno wished that he had never met the rest of NCT, and this was one of those times.

     Screams and excited cheers filled the stadium as NCT were on standby for their special stage. Jeno went over the choreography, purposefully looking down at his feet to avoid the glares from the youngest unit that expected him to confess within the next five minutes. He had probably went over the same step sequence for the twentieth time before rough hands had grabbed both of his shoulders.

  He was startled to see Doyoung’s encouraging smile barely inches away from his face.

  “You know, we go up in a few minutes. You should probably go do what you need to do before you miss your chance.” Doyoung advised, looking in, to Jeno’s horror, your direction.

  “What? How do you--”

  “Chenle spilled the beans in the groupchat.”

  Jeno fumed. “You mean in the groupchat? Like, the one with all eighteen of us?”

  “Yeah,” Doyoung shrugged at the raw look of both confusion and horror that Jeno directed towards him, “Maybe if you didn’t put us on mute so much you would have known earlier.”

  Taeil, who had been listening to the whole conversation, shoved Jeno towards you.

  “Go get ‘em, tiger!”

  Jeno counted to ten in his head as he tried to calm his nerves while simultaneously thinking of all the ways he could kill the rest of Dream without suspected homicide with him in question.

  By the time Jeno had made it in front of you, he was oddly calm. He had accepted that if you were to reject him, he could just try to avoid you. SM Entertainment was big enough for him to manage. Also, NCT were supposed to go on stage in literally one minute, so he figured he could give the whole “hey, I like you” shabang and dip right after without having to deal with your answer.

  So, Jeno took a deep breath.

  “Y/N?”

  You smiled, a question forming in your eyes.

  “Yes?”

  “Can I tell you something?”

  You looked past Jeno, eyeing the stage manager that shot directions for everyone to get ready.

  “I mean, sure? I’m not sure if you’ll have much time--”

  “I like you.” Jeno cut you off, warily watching for your reaction.

  You coughed, eyes wide open as you took in what Jeno had said.

  “You what?”

  Jeno stepped up closer to you. You could feel his minty breath fan out on his face as he began to speak again.

  “I like you,” Jeno gulped down the butterflies that he had somehow been able to subdue for so long, “Like...a lot, actually.”

  You listened to Jeno chuckle as he tried to fill the air with something other than just your silence. Jeno shifted, ready to trudge away in disappointment and plan his next week with movie nights with just him and tubs of ice cream, until you opened your mouth.

  “Well, I mean--” Jeno realized this was the first time he witnessed your smooth-talking self stutter, “I...I like you too?”

  Your confession came out in the form of a question, almost too low for Jeno to catch.

  “Wait, pause. Did you just say what I think you said?” Jeno tried his best to push down the excited smile that forced it’s way onto his face. But as you could see, it failed as you watched his lips pull back and his nose crinkle in the way that you loved. And God, his eyes, the way they formed into those popular crescent moons of his that fans worldwide would not shut up about.

  You could not stop the corners of your lips from pulling up, reflecting the way Jeno had confirmed his feelings for you earlier.

  “I like you. Like, a lot, actually.”

[oflopez-blog1]

counselor olympics → task 002

total questions answered: 150

1. if they were a candle, what scent would they be?

strawberry & candy cane !

2. what female celebrity do they wish was their sister?

1000% lauren jauregui

3. what male celebrity do they wish was their brother?

ooooooooo probably jordan fisher

4. how old do they think they’ll be when they get married?

she hopes around 25 / 26 but she won’t be upset if it takes longer

5. how many countries have they been to?

only the one she currently lives in !

6. what would they name their daughter if they had one?

either sofia or isabella / bella

7. what would they name their son if they had one?

diego !!

8. what was their favorite tv show as a child?

she was only really allowed to watch one show & she picked Spongebob 

9. what language, besides their native language, would they like to be fluent in?

her native language is spanish but she’s also very fluent in english

10. would they ever change their name? if so, to what?

she really loves her name because it’s also her grandmother’s name. I honestly don’t think she’d change it

11. what was the last compliment they got?

“you look so good in yellow”

12. what is their favorite flavor of tea?

CHERRY & ALMOND !

13. how did they find out that santa and the easter bunny weren’t real?

she never really had the chance to believe in them in the first place ? val never celebrated easter & her mom gave her money to buy things for herself during christmas

14. what is their hogwarts house? (recommended: take pottermore quiz)

hufflepuff !!

15. what tarot card are they?

the sun card

16. are they more of a marvel or dc fan?

neither ! she never got the chance to watch them

17. who is their favorite superhero?

probably wonder woman

18. everyone has a song that deeply reminds them of their childhood. what is theirs?

skyscraper by demi lovato

19. what are the meanings of their first, middle, and last name?

valeria  = “to be strong”

rae = ?? ( I couldn’t find the meaning )

lopez = “son of lope”

20. have they ever stolen a street sign before?

nooooooo never

21. what is their biggest pet peeve?

people touching her / walking slow in front of her

22. if they were a month, what month would they be?

I think she’d be the month of May

23. what is their least favorite movie?

friday the 13th

24. what five movies would they bring with them if they were stuck on a deserted island?

a basket of lil snacks

paper + pencils

her anxiety pills

bathing suit

fire starter kit

25. out of all of the late night talk show hosts, who is their favorite?

she doesn’t know any of them !

26. what are three things they are afraid of?

confronting her mother

snakes

super deep water

27. what was the first concert they went to?

she’s never been to one

28. is there a nickname that only their family calls them?

val !

29. what side of the bed do they sleep on?

she has a small bed so she sleeps in the middle

30. what is their favorite comfort food?

definitely bread pudding

31. what award shows do they watch?

her mother used to watch the grammy’s and val would listen in so probably the grammy’s

32. do they have any weird body skills (example: being double jointed)?

she can do that flower thing with her tongue

33. if they drink coffee, what is their coffee order?

she love macchiatos

34. what social media platforms do they have?

all of them but she uses instagram the most

35. are they a cat or dog person?

dogs 10000000000%

36. if they were a supernatural creature, what would they be?

either an elf or a nymph

37. what show are they currently watching on netflix/hulu?

mainly bob’s burgers & the hollow

38. what is their favorite disney movie?

lilo & stitch all the way

39. do they wear any perfume or cologne? 

she wears a pretty citrus-y body mist 

40. what genres of music do they listen to?

mostly pop + acoustic

41. have they ever seen the bee movie?

nO

42. what are their favorite memes?

you died memes

43. what celebrities do they share a birthday with?

brendon urie, saoirse ronan & jennifer morrison

44. what is their moon (zodiac) sign?

cancer

45. which of the seven cardinal sins do they embody the most?

of the 7, she’s probably most like envy because she didn’t experience a childhood worth being happy about & she gets envious of people who did

46. do they watch sports on television? if so what ones?

even if she was allowed to, I don’t think she’d watch sports tbh

47. what do they put on their typical sandwich?

tomatoes, ham and mustard

48. what was the name of their first significant other?

his name was dwight

49. do they care if people think badly of them?

it depends on the day tbh but for the most part, she doesn’t care 

50. what was the last thing that made them cry?

one of the kids told her she was least fun of all the counselors because she was so quiet

51. are they an iphone or samsung user?

iphone ( rose gold with this case )

52. what type of computer do they use (example: apple)?

a mac computer

53. what is one of their nervous habits?

bites the side of her tongue

54. out of all reality shows, which one would they have a chance winning?

big brother 

55. would they ever go bungee jumping or skydiving?

n O omg she’d be way too scared

56. what do they call their grandparents?

abuela + abuelo

57. what do they do when they can’t sleep?

read or scroll through social media or use her ouija board

58. what time do they normally go to bed?

usually around 10pm

59. if they have instagram, what was the last picture that they posted?

this captioned with “lunch is my favourite time of day”

60. if they have twittter, what was the last thing that they tweeted?

“does anyone know where I left my sunscreen?? or can I please borrow someones”

61. who is their otp?

kara + luther from detroit become human

62. do they like sweet, salty, or sour?

sour !!

63. did they play any sports in the past?

she tried to get involved + play soccer but it didn’t end up working out

64. what is their favorite cheesy pick up line?

did the sun come out or did you just smile at me?

65. what tv show or movie is their guilty pleasure?

she loves to watch Nailed It

66. if they were a fruit, what fruit would they be?

honeydew

67. do they sing in the shower?

YES ! she performs

68. what is their favorite type of chips?

sweet chili heat doritos

69. do they drink juice? if so, what is their favorite kind?

she l o v e s fruit punch

70. what is more important to them: power, money, friends, family, love, or fame?

friends + love

71. what does their handwriting look like?

72. do they have reoccurring dreams? if not, what is their most memorable dream?

she doesn’t usually remember her dreams but one that she has never been able to forget is she was sitting at the dinner table during dinner and her father walked in and they had dinner as a family and then a big tornado came and he sacrificed himself for her and he kept saying how much he loved her. she woke up crying

73. if they were a taste, what would it be?

salted caramel 

74. what is one random fun fact about them?

she doesn’t have good memory

75. what is their lucky number?

12 and 34

76. do they have any pets?

no but she really wants to adopt one

77. do they believe in the paranormal or the supernatural?

YES!!!! she does

78. have they ever had any paranormal experiences?

yes, she’s surprisingly had a lot??

79. can they sing or dance?

she’s a great dancer

80. who is the first person they call/text when something exciting happens?

usually theo

81. what is their social media handle?

littlelopez

82. what swear word do they use/like the most?

“shit”

83. what is their ideal first date?

sitting on the beach, watching the sunset + having a nice picnic

84. if they were a type of weather, what would they be?

stormy

85. what is their least favorite holiday?

valentine’s day

86. what is the first thing that they do in the morning?

put on her slippers

87. who is their ultimate celebrity crush?

JESSE WILLIAMS

88. do they usually pay with cash or card?

with cash unless she absolutely has to use her card

89. what was the last thing that they bought?

a new pair of sunglasses

90. are they a good or bad driver?

she’s a decent driver. not the best but not the worst

91. if they could meet one person (from history or currently alive), who would it be?

probably marilyn monroe

92. have they ever gotten into a physical fight?

yes but she didn’t fight back

93. do they prefer pepsi or coke?

she doesn’t like either

94. do they prefer the city or the suburbs?

suburbs 1000000%

95. do they have any special or odd talents?

she........ can eyebrow dance

96. when they were little, what did they want to be when they grew up?

she knew she wanted to help people so either a social worker or a therapist

97. do they have any favorite smells?

she loves the smell of cookies, caramel, vanilla, lavender + green tea

98. if they could visit any place in the world, where would they go?

either italy or france

99. do they wear jewelry?

yes. her father’s old necklace, she never takes it off

100. who is the last person they talked to on the phone?

her grandpa. he wanted to check up on her

101. do they prefer ‘would you rather’ or ‘truth or dare’?

would you rather. truth or dare just makes her ... nervous

102. what has been their favorite halloween costume yet?

when she dressed up as Belle ( from beauty and the beast )

103. do they like horror movies?

she HA T E S them

104. what is their typical breakfast like?

cereal and toast with honey on it

105. are they a netflix or hulu person?

netflix. she probably doesn’t even know what hulu is lMAO

106. do they like to gossip?

not at all. she stays as far away from it as possible

107. if they were a song, what one would they be?

hold on just a little while longer ( idk who originally sings it )

108. what was their best subject in school?

math!!

109. what was their worst subject in school?

she wasn’t very good at gym, mainly due to shyness

110. have they ever met anyone famous?

not yet but she wants to

111. who was their childhood hero?

her grandma :)

112. were any tv shows or movies that they weren’t allowed to watch as a child?

anything horror or that had sexual innuendos or gore

113. what is the strangest thing they have ever eaten?

celery, peanut butter + raisins

114. do they prefer friends or family?

friends, for sure

115. how do they feel about pineapple on pizza?

she doesn’t like pizza so she doesn’t really care for it

116. do they put the milk or cereal in the bowl first?

milk first & then cereal

117. how do they think dogs would wear pants?

option #2. she thinks it would be too hard for dogs to walk if pants were on all 4 of their legs

118. do they believe in luck or fate?

she definitely does

119. do they use emojis when they text?

y e s, all the time

120. who was their favorite character on friends?

she never got the chance to watch it :(

121. what character on friends are they most like?

probably phoebe 

122. would they rather read the books or watch the movies?

read the books 10000%

123. what is their favorite time of day?

evening

124. did they watch the teletubbies as a child? if so, who was their favorite?

as a young kiddo, yes. her favourite was laa-laa

125. do they check the rating (like a rotten tomatoes rating) of a movie before they go and see one?

it doesn’t cross her mind to, especially if she’s excited about the movie

126. do they have any favorite old hollywood movie stars?

umMmM , not really tbh?

127. if they had to live in any other decade, which would they choose?

1950s for sure

128. if they could only listen to five music albums for the rest of their life, which ones would they choose?

confident > demi lovato

red > taylor swift

+ > ed sheeran

you > dodie clark

get weird > little mix

129. do they believe in heaven/hell or reincarnation?

she believes in reincarnation 

130. do they like chewing gum?

she does indeed

131. do they like to go see musicals or plays?

though she has never seen them, she would love to see both of them

132. were they apart of any clubs or teams in high school or college?

she was in a book club for a lot of high school and also the soccer team but she quit shortly after being accepted into the team

133. what was their high school superlative?

math surprisingly

134. are they good at cooking or baking?

she’s super good at baking & decent at cooking

135. could they beat bobby flay?

probably not tbh she’s more of a baker than a cooker

136. do they watch actual television? if so, what channels do they watch?

only cartoons tbh

137. have they ever seen rupaul’s drag race?

no :( she definitely wouldn’t have been allowed to

138. do they prefer pink or yellow lemonade?

definitely pink > yellow

139. could they lip sync for their life?

if she was really passionate about it, Y E S. she would SLAY the house down

140. is their room messy or clean?

clean AF

141. if they were a body part, which one would they be?

hands; she likes hand holding

142. if they were an emotion, what would they be?

anxiety

143. if they were a planet, which one would they be?

pluto :)

144. how would they describe their clothing style?

cute & simple

145. do they shower in the morning or at night?

usually at night. but if she forgot the night before, than she will in the morning

146. do they order regular fries, onion rings, sweet potato fries, or tater tots?

T A T E R  T O T S

147. do they normally wear socks?

yes, she likes wearing mismatched socks

148. do they fear natural disasters?

not really, no !

149. can they ice/roller skate?

she likes to ice skate even though she isn’t very good

150. are they good at video games? 

surprisingly .. yes !! 

[lysitheaioandeuropa]

1-100 cute questions

:~)

1: when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?- more cereal than milk! it has to be crunchy and milk is fucking gross, even though i use almond milk instead

2: do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?- FUCK yeah, especially if it's also sunny outside

3: what random objects do you use to bookmark your books?- grocery receipts are the usual culprit. maybe i should make my own bookmarks!

4: how do you take your coffee/tea?- rn i'm having sugar free white chocolate w half & half and 3 splenda

5: are you self-conscious of your smile?- i'm self conscious of my entire existence my friend

6: do you keep plants?- yes! she gave me and orchid and a bamboo plant a while back, and i have ian my aloe/succulent

7: do you name your plants?- lmfao yes, ian! she named the bamboo melman, and i never named the orchid. zack and sabrina are no longer w us unfortunately

8: what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?- i used to write and draw a lot. i don't get a chance to do it as often now but i rly am trying more. i'll even try my hand at inktober this year but yikes scared bc i can't actually draw

9: do you like singing/humming to yourself?- hell yeah bitch if i am in the mood for it

10: do you sleep on your back, side, or stomach?- all of the above? lmao. my back is most cozy but sleep paralysis, so a mix of side stomach like its a specific diagonal ass position on my bed lol

11: what's an inner joke you have with your friends?- "coming this soon"

12: what's your favorite planet?- FUCKING JUPITER BRO OMFG MY URL ARE TWO OF MY FAVE MOONS OF JUPITER TEST ME BITCH

13: what's something that made you smile today?- i don't think i've smiled today? maybe something michelle said earlier when we went to lowe's

14: if you were to live with your best friend in an old flat in a big city, what would it look like?- *takes pics of my current place*might have a little more aesthetic to it just bc location though. and if i live in a bigger city than orlando that means i have more money to REALLY fulfill my aesthetic wishes

15: go google a weird space fact and tell us what it is!- Recent work by planetary scientists has indicated that the deep atmospheres of Jupiter and Saturn may contain chunks of diamond floating in a liquid hydrogen-helium fluid. MEANING, it rains diamonds on jupiter

16: what's your favorite pasta dish?- permission crusted chicken, w angel hair in a lemon butter sauce

17: what color do you really want to dye your hair?- i was going for a magenta over the summer and was p successful but my mom paid for me to not keep lightening and shit, that wasn't my money so idc lol rn its auburn-ish. i rly do still want a light blond/almost gray though

18: tell us about something dumb/funny you did that has since gone down in history between you and your friends and is always brought up.- the time i got incredibly drunk, like, throwing up and dying can't even walk drunk like wow i'm not like that lmao so when that happens it's wild

19: do you keep a journal? what do you write/draw/ in it?- i have multiple journals and a sketch book. the sketch book is whatever i feel inspired to draw atm and bc thats so rare i just be picking it up and going lmao. i hardly write anymore, these questions kinda keep me going

20: what's your favorite eye color?- light brown is vastly underrated tbh, like yeah green is cool but i have always been a sucker for hazel or just noticeably lighter brown eyes. i remember this one boy in the 8th grade had me swooning w that alone lmao and ofc my gf now its soo nice

21: talk about your favorite bag, the one that's been to hell and back with you and that you love to pieces.- i no longer have it, but i had the same jansport since the seventh grade. i used to customize it and sew on letters or iron on, change it up ever so often, and got rid of it senior year of high school

22: are you a morning person?- i really am not, but everyone thinks i am since i'm up at 6am even the days i ain't got shit to do

23: what's your favorite thing to do on lazy days where you have 0 obligations?- PLAY VIDEO GAMES. draw, do these questions, sometimes even brainstorm ideas about books i'll never write

24: is there someone out there you would trust with every single one of your secrets?- shit every single one of them? well nvm, yeah there is. jordan. that's my ride or die forreal and honestly i think she does know ABSOLUTELY everything there is to know about me. timmy too actually!

25: what's the weirdest place you've ever broken into?- hmm idk if it counts but this one "abandoned house" in the gables to smoke, and the rooftop of merrick park late at night

26: what are the shoes you've had for forever and wear with every single outfit?- bro i had these low top black and white converse that i got for christmas one year from this boy that rly liked me lmao i kept them for a hotttt minute, through college i think but had to throw them away when the sole finally gave out

27: what's your favorite bubblegum flavor?- just mint is fine

28: sunrise or sunset?- sunset

29: what's something really cute that one of your friends does and is totally endearing?- just how she remembers and notices absolutely everything. i moved a pin in my room once and after not having been over for a week she asked me where it was as soon as she walked in

30: think of it: have you ever been truly scared?- yeah last night when i was home alone and i swear i thought i heard knocks on my bedroom door which would be impossible. fuck no i didn't open it

31: what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks.- i think socks are cool, they make my feet soft if i put them on immediately after showering & moisturizing. they protect your heels from getting too cracked as well. i don't care for white socks, but am a slut for black no show ones. i sometimes have to buy kids socks bc my feet are so fucking small that no show, still show. i like aesthetic socks! like the ones w cartoons and stuff like that. and knee high socks can be sexy, just maybe not on me?

32: tell us a story of something that happened to you after 3AM when you were with friends.- i don't be w friends like that? OH but this one night we went to see Laidback Luke at Space and then we went to Nikki beach to drink some more and watch the sun rise and we all rly bonded and i learned some shit about my friends i def ain't know before it was rly nice. there was a dog we met there named molly LMFAO

33: what's your fave pastry?- i like lemon and red velvet stuff. guava and cheese pastries are good too i miss them

34: tell us about the stuffed animal you kept as a kid. what is it called? what does it look like? do you still keep it?- okay i didn't rly have any stuffed animals as a kid, but that boy i was obsessed with, omar, he gave me a plush lil puppy one year for christmas and omg i cherished it lmao. but then my dog got it and i was so sad :(

35: do you like stationary and pretty pens and so on? do you use them often?- FUCK YEAH I DO. i use them often, though not as often as before like i need to get back on track w being organized

36: which band's sound would fit your mood right now?- arctic monkeys, always

37: do you like keeping your room messy or clean?- clean!!!! i finished cleaning it completely today and wow i feel like a brand new person

38: tell us about your pet peeves!- messes stress me outtttttt, like gross unhygienic messes omfg

39: what color do you wear the most?- black bitch, next

40: think of a piece of jewelry you own: what's it's story? does it have any meaning to you?- i have these 1/4 carat diamond earrings that i received as a christmas gift last year from one of my kids and it was just so sweet and i rly love them, they're the only earrings i wear now

41: what's the last book you remember really, really loving?- the zodiac series! and lord of shadows!

42: do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!- no i don't, not yet at least. i would like to find a rly rly nice one, maybe we'll go hunting for one next weekend. there are two rly good boba places i like though!

43: who was the last person you gazed at the stars with?- michelle maybe? and no gaze, we just noticed the starts were nice during that hurricane lmao

44: when was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?- july 8, 2017 it was short lived limited to just that day lmao but it was nice

45: do you trust your instincts a lot?- some times? my instincts don't be telling me a lot tbh

46: tell us the worst pun you can think of.- "what did the cell say to his sister when she stepped on his foot? Mitosis"

47: what food do you think should be banned from the universe?- sea food? fucking pickles!! mustard too

48: what was your biggest fear as a kid? is it the same today?- roaches, and possibly hell yeah

49: do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?- i do! but i have apple music now so i do not buy music or anything any more

50: what's an odd thing you collect?- tickets. plane tickets, parking tickets, concert tickets, admission tickets, sometimes even receipts, if it has a nice enough memory attached to it i collect it

51: think of a person. what song do you associate with them?- nothing i can think of at the moment

52: what are your favorite memes of the year so far?- salt bae, all the "it" memes, the neo yokio memes, "i had to do it to em," x-files memes

53: have you ever watched the rocky horror picture show? heathers? beetlejuice? pulp fiction? what do you think of them?- i'm familiar w rocky horror & the heathers, love beattle juice, haven't watched pulp fiction

54: who's the last person you saw with a true look of sadness on their face?- myself whenever i look in the mirror

55: what's the most dramatic thing you've ever done to prove a point?- i don't rly be doing shit "just to prove a point" thats rly petty

56: what are some things you find endearing in people?- love when their faces light up talking about some shit that gets them hype

57: go listen to bohemian rhapsody. how did it make you feel? did you dramatically reenact the lyrics?- i rly don't fucking care for bohemian rhapsody like why is that a thing

58: who's the wine mom and who's the vodka aunt in your group of friends? why?- i am vodka aunt

59: what's your favorite myth?- I LOVE ALL GREEK MYTHOLOGY EQUALLY. norse mythology is cool too, as is celtic but i think greek is my fave

60: do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?- poetry is hard to get into bc so much of it doesn't resonate w me or comes off as fake deep tumblr posts (i'm looking @ you milk and honey). howl by allen ginsberg is still my fave

61: what's the stupidest gift you've ever given? the stupidest one you've ever received?- i'm always surprised to be getting any gifts at all, i don't think i have ever received anything "stupid." my gf used to love giving me food and candy though but like i'm fat so no. and i don't give gifts without putting any thought into it so i have never given a "stupid" gift either.

62: do you drink juice in the morning? which kind?- no, i drink ice cold water and coffee. sometimes crystal light which isn't rly juice to me i think its just flavored water

63: are you fussy about your books and music? do you keep them meticulously organized or kinda leave them be?- nigga YES! i just reorganized my entire bookshelf and my itunes is not as neat bc i'm behind but i also keep that rly meticulously done

64: what color is the sky where you are right now?- blue-ish gray

65: is there anyone you haven't seen in a long time who you'd love to hang out with?- my gf, lmao. thuy!!!! nick and andres too omg!!

66: what would your ideal flower crown look like?- not roses, it'd be an assortment of a ton of flowers, lots of pink and green and white

67: how do gloomy days where the sky is dark and the world is misty make you feel?- i fucking THRIVE it's nice, scary movie and reading weather

68: what's winter like where you live?- it's FAKE AS HELL. i wish it just a tad cooler, like ten or fifteen degrees

69: what are your favorite board games?- i like scategories and the game of life. candyland!

70: have you ever used a ouija board?- those are caucasian activities no thank you

71: what's your favorite kind of tea?- great tea or tazo passion tea

72: are you a person who needs to note everything down or else you'll forget it?- HELL YEAH and i'll note it down multiple times like written, typed, phone agenda, etc it's hard and i hate my shit memory

73: what are some of your worst habits?- procrastination is the worst i think

75: tell us about your pets!- i don't have any :( i would count zeus but i'm also deathly allergic to him

76: is there anything you should be doing right now but aren't?- yeah!!!!! smh

77: pink or yellow lemonade?- "why not both?" probably pink more

78: are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?- hate that shit they're so ugly and annoying and gross and hate how they talk like bro

79: what's one of the cutest things someone has ever done for you?- i never thought my mom cared about me tbh but she threw me a huge graduation/birthday party i cried.

80: what color are your bedroom walls? did you choose that color? if so, why?- they're a nude/beige, i didn't pick it but i'm also not painting over. its nice though

81: describe one of your friend's eyes using the most abstract imagery you can think of.- this sounds nice in theory but i dont rly have the energy for it rn lol

82: are/were you good in school?- i was but i coasted, had i tried a lot harder and dedicated more time to it i could have been better

83: what's some of your favorite album art?-i can't think of any rly  

84: are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?- i have to add to what i have on my back, and have a few more i would like but am not sure about

85: do you read comics? what are your faves?- i do! i'm actually reading one now on tumblr, its called countdown to countdown and its rather interesting. i like twd comics, and am also reading the OoT manga. i rly love manga too actually, inuyasha was the first one i read that got me into it

86: do you like concept albums? which ones?- BECAUSE THE INTERNET, CHILDISH GAMBINO

87: what are some movies you think everyone should watch at least once in their lives?- i've seen a ton of movies dude. i think spirited away or kiki's delivery service, or princess mononoke. ghibli movies w strong female leads. howl's moving castle too but it does focus more on romance. i should reread the book

88: are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?- i'm not familiar enough w art to tell you! i think art is rly interesting though, and don't particularly care for modern art

89: are you close to your parents?- not rly, but am more so as an adult. i don't tell them my business or anything like that though

90: talk about your one of you favorite cities.- seattle just really resonates w me and the more i talk about it the stupider it sounds. but i have been to quite a few cities, DC, atlanta, Tallahassee, miami, san diego, vegas, the list goes on. none of them made me feel the way seattle does. maybe bc i went alone? maybe the time period that i went? some of the memories attached to the city kind of suck now, lol, but still rly important to me

91: where do you plan on traveling this year?- nowhere in particular this year, but i'm def going back to seattle next year guaranteed, maybe doing paradiso

92: are you a person who drowns their pasta in cheese or a person who barely sprinkles a pinch?- if its my own sauce then no cheese at all, otherwise olive garden def hates me

93: what's the hairstyle you wear the most?- i just wash it and wear it down

94: who was the last person you know to have a birthday?- today is felisha's bday apparently

95: what are your plans for this weekend?- uh idk, ig see my gf. i'm avoiding a baby shower but idk what we'll do instead

96: do you install your computer updates really quickly or do you procrastinate on them a lot?- i procrastinate on them a ton lmfao "remind me later" yeah bitch in like a century

97: myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?- INTP, gemini, ravenclaw

98: when's the last time you went hiking? did you enjoy it?- i don't think i ever have gone hiking

99: list some songs that resonate to your soul whenever you hear them.- i'm sure there are a few but nothing i can think of off the top of my head. reflection by 5h actually lol

100: if you were presented with two buttons, one that allows you to go 5 years into the past, the other 5 years into the future, which one would you press? why?- FIVE YEARS INTO THE PAST and five years ago is a rly good time to go back to!!! i was 20 and going through suchhhhh a bad break up but i wish i could have gotten up and been a bad bitch sooner lol i love the stuff i experienced that year, went to my first edc and whatnot. 2013 was rough on me but i pushed through it! 2014 i made some bad choices that i would change, 2015 wan alright but i can do it better and i'm not even sure what 2016 was. i would have started teaching sooner had i known it was something i could do i think. i would have worked harder and been more responsible especially financially, though tbh i did pretty well. i'd just do adulthood a lot better and start off a lot stronger. I WOULD REDO THAT LOCKHEED INTERVIEW AND ROCK THE SHIT OUT OF IT.

[eastsolis02]

THE ULTIMATE GET-TO-KNOW GUIDE: LEE DONGSUN

FAVORITE THINGS.

SEASON: Winter COLOR: Black, white, blue PIE: Pecan pie, cranberry pie, apple pie FRUIT: Mango, orange, cherries ICE CREAM FLAVOR: Rocky road BREAKFAST FOOD: Rice with any kind of meat (chicken, beef, pork) that’s available ALCOHOLIC DRINK: Beer, white whine, red wine SODA FLAVOR: Orange SCENT: Pages of a book he just bought, citrus scents FLOWER: Roses and lavender ANIMAL: Cats and dogs MOVIE: A Clockwork Orange, The Shining, A Tale of Two Sisters, Audition TV SHOW: Knowing Brothers, some Youtubers he’s subscribed to BOOK: The Little Prince SUPERHERO: Superheroes don’t resonate with him, instead he likes The Joker a lot. FAIRY TALE: Any Grimms Fairy Tales (the dark and brutal ones) GENRE OF MUSIC: Rock, R&B, Ballad GENRE OF MOVIES: Horror, Crime/Thriller/Suspense, Comedy GENRE OF BOOKS: Horror, Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Reference

PICK ONE.

hot or cold juice or soda TV or movie movie or book late night talk shows or reality tv twitter or instagram trees or flowers philosophy or psychology ocean or lake water park or amusement park cats or dogs fresh water or sparkling water sugar or honey cookies or candy bath or shower morning or night running or walking piercings or tattoos frozen yogurt or ice cream vanilla or chocolate caramel or butterscotch art or music t-shirt or button down text or call ghosts or aliens

HAVE THEY EVER.

RIDDEN A MOTORCYCLE: Yes. STOLEN SOMETHING: Yes. EATEN AN ENTIRE PIZZA BY THEMSELVES: Yes, especially whenever he’s working alone. MADE A PRANK CALL: No. BROKEN A BONE: No. FALLEN ASLEEP DURING A CONCERT OR MOVIE: Yes, usually during predictable/formulaic movies. WALKED OUT OF A MOVIE BECAUSE IT WAS SO BAD: No. BEEN ON THE PHONE WITH SOMEONE FOR LONGER THAN 2 HOURS: Yes. DINED & DASHED: No. HELD A GUN: No. DING DONG DITCHED: No. GONE SKINNY DIPPING: No. CRIED DURING A MOVIE: Yes, begrudgingly.  SMUGGLED FOOD INTO A MOVIE: No. LIED TO GET A JOB: No. PRACTICED LINES IN FRONT OF A MIRROR: Yes. TRIED TO SEE HOW MANY MARSHMALLOWS THEY CAN STUFF IN THEIR MOUTH AT ONCE: No. Why would he? BEEN KICKED OUT OF SOMEWHERE: No. BEEN ON A BLIND DATE: Yes. GHOSTED SOMEONE: No. BRAGGED ABOUT SOMETHING THEY HAVEN’T DONE: Never. SAID I LOVE YOU WITHOUT MEANING IT: Yes. GOTTEN IN A FIGHT: Yes. FALLEN ASLEEP ON A BUS: Yes.

MISCELLANEOUS.

HOW DO THEY TAKE THEIR TEA OR COFFEE: His coffee is bombarded with creamer and two teaspoons of coconut sugar. He barely drinks tea and prefers to drink water instead. WHAT IS THEIR IDEAL DATE: At a noraebang with alcoholic drinks and food or stargazing by the Han River WHAT ARE SOME OF THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES: Watching drama unfold on Youtube, cheesy pop/meme songs, trashy magazines LONGEST THEY’VE STAYED UP FOR: Days due to perfectionist tendencies when crafting songs BIGGEST PURCHASE: His own house (with a professional music studio inside) and car GREATEST TALENT: Songwriting whose potential has been harnessed from a decade of experience, while a hidden talent of his is singing. STRANGE HABITS: Nail biting when trying to concentrate, looking around as a way to look for ideas, spacing out without even being aware  FIRST JOB: Bookstore assistant CAN THEY DO A HANDSTAND: No. CAN THEY COOK: Yes. DO THEY BELIEVE IN THE PARANORMAL: Yes, with all his heart and soul.  DO THEY HAVE ALLERGIES: None. DO THEY BELIEVE IN LOVE IN FIRST SIGHT: In his experience, there’s “infatuation” at first sight. Even before he pursued his first relationship, he was extremely cautious. He had to take steps before finally asking her out.  HAVE ANY SPECIAL TALENTS: Quick to pick up on skills/talents, but only for a short period of time if not done often.

[liesfromalover]

School Days

Genre: Slight angst, fluff

Word count: 8k

Drifting lazily above your head, you laid back on the grass and watched the puffy white clouds go by, finding the different shapes within them. One was obviously supposed to be a dragon, releasing a wisping breath of steam as if it were tired of holding it in all this time. It's eyes were the pale blue of the sky with the smallest fleck of white that seemed to be staring at you. You never tore your eyes from it. What am I supposed to do now? You silently asked the dragon. His eyes seemed to search yours as you waited for the answer to come to you.

‘You move on and find the kid that kicked you out of first place and you destroy him’ You imagined that was what it was saying and smiled a little at the thought.

You weren’t the average high school senior, at the ripe age of 16 you had skipped ahead a few grades because you found certain practices irrelevantly simple. Your classes were all AP or High Honors, nothing less because you felt that would be insulting. It wasn’t like you were stuck up or anything, you just loved to learn and didn’t like wasting your time on silly things that you already knew. To others you were, however, a know it all and a bitch but that was just because they didn’t understand you the way your best friends, Dylan and Kameron, did.

Now the way you became friends with them almost 5 years ago was kind of tragic on it's own. You see, they were helplessly in love with each other but seemed to be the only ones that didn’t know how the other one felt. It was really pathetic. So one day while you were studying in your usual spot in the library, all the way in the back where no one would bother you, Kameron came and sat down across from you. You hadn’t really spoken to her and you were absolutely confused because no one spoke to you, it was as if it were a rule people avoided it that much, but it didn’t bother you but gave you more time to study and learn more.

You looked at her nervously and put your book down. She had a huge grin on her face, eye looking over your face eagerly. By the way her leg was tapping on the ground and causing her body to shake ever so slightly you could tell she was excited. You watched her carefully, waiting for her to say something but it seemed like it was never going to happen. Clearing your throat softly you tried to make your voice sound normal and hide how nervous you were. After not talking to any of your classmates except for the casual discussions had during class, you realized you didn’t really have much to even talk about with them, so you left it alone. “Hello Kameron, what do you need?”

Her face changed from excited to confused. “You know my name?” Her voice was soft and sweet, like she could never do anything to harm anyone. “That’s really sad because I don’t know your’s.” She pouted and you felt your jaw drop.

You had been in the same class since you skipped for the second time in 5th grade, making you two years younger than everyone in your class. “I’ve been in the same class as you for the past 2 years. My name is ____.”

“Oh that’s right! You just look different, you got taller since then kid.” She smiled brightly at you and you blushed. Since you were the youngest, people used to make fun of you because you were also the shortest but not her, she was always kind to you. Well as kind as anyone was to you. “Can you help me with the math? I’m having a really hard time figuring out the pathogory theorem thingy.”

You giggled and covered your mouth. “It's called ‘The Pythagorean Theorem’ and sure, it's really simple once you ignore the letters.”

“But that’s not all. There’s also that other one with x equaling the square root of something that’s plus or minus-”

“X equals negative B plus or minus the square root of B squared minus 4ac all over 2a. I know it well, I’ll help you with whatever you need. I was mostly just reading this for fun, we don’t have any astrology classes here but there will be in high school. I’m really excited for that.” Kameron’s jaw dropped as she watched you talk and you felt your cheeks warm as you looked down shyly. “Sorry. Yes, I will help you.”

“No, it's just. I’ve never heard you talk about something you do for fun. I honestly thought you only studied.”

You frowned and looked at her. “I mean I do but I read fiction books and draw. I also listen to music a lot and have dreams of going to a concert for my favorite band.” You felt hurt that she thought all you did was study but you didn’t understand why. Everyone thought that about you.

She looked at you and smiled warmly. “Well maybe we can be friends. I can show you the world and you can help make me smarter.”

You  looked at her sadly and frowned. “But you are smart Kameron. You always get high marks on the tests.”

Shaking her head, she ran a hand through her long brown hair and sighed. “Tests are easy, it's everything else that’s the problem. Look, you help me get book smart and I’ll help you not be the social pariah of high school when we get there.”

You smiled brightly then shook your head. “You don’t have to do anything, I’ll help you anyway.”

She reached over and grabbed your hand gently. “I want to be your friend, ____. Don’t push me away ok?”

And from then on you were super close to Kameron. A few weeks later you forced her and Dylan to confess their feelings for each other and they’ve been together since. He was actually a great guy for her. Kind of reserved where she was outgoing and crazy, keeping her from fighting off every threat that seemed to fall into your lap. Even though she was always nothing but nice to you, she had a reputation of being what people would call a “bad girl” while you were the nerd and Dylan finished it off by being the guy next door. Everyone looked at your friendship and wondered how you all would ever last in high school.

Yet here you were, all alone in the courtyard, staring up at the clouds. Sighing softly you closed your eyes and slid your earbuds in, letting Dean take you somewhere higher. You have no idea how much time passed, maybe about 4 songs, before you felt a foot nudge your own. Sitting up and opening your eyes, you eyed the person disturbing your rest after school. It was none other than Kameron, Dylan not too far behind her. You smiled brightly then frowned, taking the earbuds out. “You’re late.”

She huffed and smiled back, sitting down and rubbing your leg affectionately. Dylan sat next to you and in front of Kameron, completing your little circle. He spoke softly. “She was harassing that boy again.”

You frowned at her and pulled your knees up to your chest. “I told you not to bother him, it's not worth the trouble.”

“Listen babe, he took your spot as first for the third semester in a row. I don’t know where he came from but he needs to go back like last year.” Kameron spoke softly and looked at you annoyed. “There’s no one smarter than our girl.”

“I know that and she knew that before Jungkook came along but since then she’s been doubting herself.”

You smiled then frowned, looking down. “I don’t doubt myself. I know I’m smart but he belongs in this grade. Ugh, maybe I should just cancel my request for college classes.”

Kameron hit your arm gently and glared at you. “Stop it, you’re doubting yourself right now. Look, he may be a golden boy but you’ve been our golden girl much longer.”

You looked at her and smiled sadly. She was right about him being a golden boy. He was the captain of the varsity football team, he did excellent in all of his classes, even the electives that you struggled with occasionally like art and music, and he was really good looking. Every girl except you and Kameron basically threw themselves at him. He was a few years older than you like everyone in your class and he was part of the really popular crowd that only ever asked you for help with the classwork when they didn’t want to bother asking the teacher. “At least there’s no possibility of him going to my classes, they’re all full and I don’t think I could deal with him being there. There’s something not right about him.”

You scrunched up your nose in distaste, thinking about the boy that seemed so perfect but was really just a total ass. You hated every interaction you ever had with him, although they were few, every time he just made you uncomfortable and you wanted to punch him in the face. That was a lot coming from you. Kameron spoke up and smiled brightly at the sky. “Well at least we can agree on something about him. He hooked up with another girl yesterday and broke the poor girl’s heart.”

You reached in her bag and pulled out a bottle of apple juice, observing it carefully before cracking it open and taking a sip. They were watching you amused and you blushed. “What? I like apple juice.”

Dylan laughed and rolled his eyes. “We know. You’ve been drinking it for years instead of soda.”

“I don’t like soda. The carbonation hurts my throat.”

Kameron laughed and your cheeks deepened to a dark red. “Babe, what are we going to do when you start drinking?”

You stared at her wide eyed. “I don’t want to think about it. Drinking damages your liver and makes you act all crazy. No, no thank you.” You shook your head vigorously and looked at your apple juice. “I’ll be fine with juice and water for the rest of my life.

“Not gonna let that happen hun.” Dylan said through his laughter and you groaned and laid back down. At least you always had your friends to distract you from him, the golden boy. Silently, you vowed to take him down by any means ethically available to you and if that didn’t work, you could always beat him up after some lessons from Kameron.

Over the next few weeks you tried hard to get your average up higher than his, staying later and studying harder than you ever had before. It was hard but you finally did it after 2 months. You were proud and looked at your test scores that were posted in the hall. Kameron hugged you from behind and kissed your cheek. You frowned at her display of affection but patted her hand gently, letting her know you were just as happy.

“What the hell is this? Who the hell is ___?” Jungkook was frowning with a deep crease forming between his brows.

You tilted your head and looked at him. Of course he didn’t know who you were, you weren’t that special. You sighed heavily and raised your hand for him to see. When he noticed you he walked over and looked down at you. Blinking, you took a step back and frowned. “What do you want?”

You voice came off harsher than you were used too and Kameron noticed as her grip tightened around you slightly.

“How the hell did you score higher than me?” Jungkook spoke softly, holding back his annoyance.

You looked at him and thought carefully about how you should answer, then sighed softly and smiled. “Because I actually studied. You should try it.” Kameron burst into laughter and released her grip on you, coming to stand by your side.

Jungkook’s eyes narrowed and he leaned in closer. “I studied for 3 extra hours a night for weeks for this test. There’s no way you studied more than me.”

You frowned and blinked rapidly. “Well then I guess I’m just smarter than you. Goodbye now, I have to go to the library.” You started to walk away, arm locked with Kameron as she giggled at the side you didn’t even know you had when Jungkook called after you.

“I’m better than you. I’m smarter than you.”

You stopped and turned around, glaring at him. “I highly doubt you’re smarter than me for the simple fact that I am younger than you and will be taking college classes come fall. Also all my classes are either AP or High Honors and I skipped several grades before deciding not to skip again for the simple fact of not wanting to be too young. You’re seeing me here right now because I chose to be here right now. I could have been in my third year of Yale or Harvard if I so pleased.” You took a deep breath and looked at the boy. He wasn’t unattractive at all, well defined nose and jawline. Hair as dark as the night and large brown eyes that were growing in size as he took in your words.

Before he could respond and you could grasp why you went off like that, in front of everyone else no less, you turned and pulled your friend as quickly as you could to the library where you knew no one would bother you. Kameron looked at you with a wide grin on her face. “That was amazing babe. You haven’t spoken that much since Dylan made you mad last year.”

Your cheeks flushed and you groaned, hiding your face in your book. “Please don’t remind me. I want to forget I even opened my mouth. He’s just so arrogant and it bothers me.”

“Well it should. He sleeps with girls just because he thinks he deserves it because of his grades. You knocked him down and basically called him out.” Kameron smiled more and lifted your head. “You made me proud.”

You smiled shyly and nodded then started on your homework for tomorrow. Kameron joined you and laughed quietly to herself. She was right. You needed to stand up for yourself and put that cocky kid in his place. You earned your spot and no one was going to take it from you.

At lunch you waited at your table alone, looking for your friends as you ate your sandwich slowly. Frowning at how late they were you figured they must have gotten distracted in an abandoned hallway and would just meet you after. You sighed at the thought, partially upset that you never could find a guy that you would even consider kissing, let alone dating. Reaching for your apple juice, you took a long sip when you noticed Jungkook making a beeline for your table.

You looked around, slightly panicked and attempted to calm yourself before you started to blush from the memory of your earlier encounter. When he sat down with a smug smile, you immediately looked at your food and gripped the hem of your shirt tightly under the table. “What? You aren’t going to greet me?”

His voice was dripping with confidence and it made your skin crawl. You looked at him and frowned. “I don’t want you here. Go sit with your friends.” You picked up your sandwich and feigned confidence as you resumed eating.

He watched you for a moment, noticing the way you never quite met his eyes and smiled brighter before leaning closer to you. You swallowed quickly and bit your lip. “Why’s that?”

Blinking slowly you tried to understand what he was talking about. When you were able to think about anything besides the way his lips looked really pink and soft you spoke softly. “Because then people will start to notice me and I prefer to go unnoticed through school.”

He leaned back and ate slowly then looked at you. “You like me, don’t you? That’s why you yelled at me earlier because there can’t be any other reason.”

You choked on your food and sputtered out a laugh. “You… you think I like you? That’s the best joke I’ve ever heard.”

His face darkened and he looked at you with a mixture of disbelief and annoyance. “Then why the hell are you like this with me? Every girl likes me.”

You smiled brightly, greatly amused by his ego and spoke carefully. “They’re not me. I don’t like you nor will I ever like you because you are an arrogant pig that thinks he’s entitled to half of the privileges you receive. You think those girls want to get hurt every time they approach you? They’re actually somehow drawn to you and want to build a relationship with you but you can’t see that. You don’t see anything outside of your own simple animalistic pleasure.”

He blinked slowly then a slow smile crept on his face. “Do you want me to make you feel good like I did with them? I mean, you’re a bit younger than I usually go for but I could make it work if you back off and let me get my spot back.”

You blinked and felt the heat spread through your face. You stared at him with a mixture of disgust and shock at his vulgar offer. “If I wanted to be treated like a sextoy then I would have already thrown myself at someone but I actually don’t like you, no matter what you could offer me. Maybe if you were an actual human being then maybe, just maybe, I would consider even holding your hand.” Then you did something unexpected. Before you could stop yourself you stood up and leaned over the table until your face was mere inches from his. “Oh, and it was never your spot to begin with.” Gripping your apple juice tightly, you lifted the bottle and emptied the contents on top of his head, watching the shocked expression flood his face as you smirked and grabbed your bag and left the cafeteria. You heard him yelling for you but you simply walked away. If this is the way it has to be, then bring it on.

“I’m gonna kill that kid!” Kameron screeched as both you and Dylan tried to hold her back. Maybe telling her about your encounter with Jungkook wasn’t such a good thing but you had to. You told each other everything.

“Kam stop. I handled it. I wasted good apple juice but it went to a good cause.” You tried to calm her while mourning the loss of your favorite beverage. She looked at you confused and Dylan watched Kameron carefully, not believing she was calm enough yet.

“What happened to your apple juice?” She questioned softly.

You felt your cheeks flush and groaned loudly, dropping down to a squat and holding your knees gently. “I poured it over his head. I’m so reckless because of him. What if I get in trouble with the principal and he says I can’t go to college early?”

Kameron laughed loudly and pulled you up, holding onto you tightly. You were stuck in your turmoil but relaxed in her arms. “Babe, don’t worry. If the principal tries anything just tell them that he sexually harassed you. I’m so proud of you for taking care of yourself.” She released you and brushed your hair out of your face.

Dylan put a hand on your shoulder and smiled brightly at you. “What’s the plan, ___? Are we gonna give it all up or are we going to keep trying until you can go to your classes?”

You frowned in thought and looked at your friends. They looked like they were ready to do any and everything for you if you asked them. There was no hesitation in their eyes, no questions for whatever you wanted to do. They loved you and would always be by your side. Taking a deep breath, you smiled and grabbed their hands gently. “Let’s go study, we have a lot to cover before the next test.”

For the next two weeks you and your friends studied harder than you ever have. You decided to let them help you while you also helped them to catch up in their classes as well. “It makes no sense for only one of us to be at the top. We should all try to get higher test scores so ____ can be proud of us.” Dylan said it sadly but smiled at you sweetly.

Kameron didn’t object and you looked at them sadly. “Guys, I’m always proud of you. I know you try hard in your classes and you’re always there for me. That’s all that matters.”

“Yeah well, maybe we just feel bad for not being as smart as you.” Kameron frowned and looked at the ground. You sighed and smiled, inviting them both to come study at your house.

You were fortunate enough to not have another encounter with Jungkook. Although you know you should be happy something about his absence from you made you feel a little down. It didn’t make any sense, you hated the guy, why would you want to see him? You saw that there were cheerleading tryouts and Kameron had been saying how she wanted to be one for a while but never really tried out. Reading the flyer carefully, you smiled brightly and pulled your phone out of your pocket, sending a quick text to Kemron for her to meet you at your usual spot in ten minutes.

When you turned to head to the courtyard, you were blocked by a few girls. You blinked and frowned, looking at them confused. “Excuse me.” You spoke loud enough for them to hear, but still low enough that it wouldn’t be mistaken for rudeness. You tried to walk past them but they blocked your exit, cornering you. Feeling nervous for obvious reasons you avoided looking them in the eye, keeping your face down. “What do you want?” Your voice was small, defeated. All the memories of the seniors beating you up and bullying you before Kameron was able to get your schedules to match flooded back. This is never what you imagined your senior year to be like.

One of the girls spoke up, her voice was high all too familiar. “We saw you looking at the cheerleading flyer and were wondering what a bookworm like you would be doing looking at it.”

You thought quickly, knowing that telling the truth would be best but something was different. Maybe it was people always limiting you to only being good at books. You blinked a few times and looked at the girl in the eye. It was none other than Jieun, the girl that hated you the most after you tripped and pulled her top down in front of the class. “Well I wanted to try out. I thought the extracurricular activity would look good for college along with the academic accomplishments.”

Her eyes widened in disbelief. “You want to try out?”

You hated the way she said that. Like perhaps you trying out would be the biggest joke in history. That maybe you doing anything other than just getting good grades would be a disgrace to all humanity. It made you mad. Maybe Kameron was rubbing off on you but you stood up straighter and lifted your chin just a fraction higher. Confidence was rolling off of you. “Yes, I do. Bookworms can be athletic as well.” With that you pushed past her and made you way to the courtyard.

When you reached the location all of the confidence you carried vanished. Kameron was leaning against the tree, waiting for you and pouting slightly. She spotted you immediately and jogged over, hugging you tightly. “What happened? You’re never late.”

You took a deep breath and released it softly. “I ran into Jieun and now we have to hurry and go tryout for the cheerleading team.” You felt so tired and you haven’t even done anything yet.

She looked at you confused and put a hand on your forehead. “Are you sure you’re my best friend? I know I always said I should but I never thought about dragging you into it.”

You looked at her and smiled shyly. “I’m tired of just being the bookworm. I don’t want to be popular but I’m tired of just being known for being smart. You and Dylan are the only ones that know I like to play video games and go to concerts and everything other than just study and get good grades. I haven’t even studied that much until stupid Jungkook came around. I’m just.” You took another deep breath and looked down sadly. “I just don’t want to be the girl I was Freshmen year again.”

She watched you for a moment longer before a slow smile spread across her face. “Well then babe, we better hurry before we’re late.” You smiled at her and took her hand as you made your way to the gym. It was going to be a truly interesting tryout.

You walked in side by side wearing your gym shorts and tank tops, ready to do whatever necessary and show them that you were serious. You put your hair up in a messy bun that somehow looked stylish and looked around nervously. The football team were sitting up in the bleachers and you locked eyes with Jungkook. For some strange reason you couldn't look away, it was almost as if his gaze was paralyzing you. His lips curled into his signature smirk as he stood up and started towards you.

Kameron noticed and immediately tried to pull you away before he could reach breaking the strange connection between you, but she was too late as he jogged the last few feet and stood in front of you both, blocking your path. His eyes found yours again and were dark with something you couldn’t quite place but whatever it was, it made you uncomfortable. Your heart was racing, palms clammy, and you could swear that your face was on fire. However despite the many unpleasant feelings swirling around you felt a little better after seeing him, your stomach was lighter and you felt more ready for the event before you, if only to prove yourself to him and everyone else that you were so much more than just smart.

His voice was soft as he tore his eyes from yours long enough to look at Kameron distastefully. “Can you give us a second to talk? I’d prefer this be a private conversation.”

Kameron scoffed and crossed her arms defiantly. “There’s no way I’m going to leave her alone with you, you creep.” Your face deepened as you grabbed her arm gently, looking at her sadly. She looked at you confused then sighed and groaned loudly. “Ugh fine, but I’ll be watching from over there. Make it quick because we have to warm up before we actually try out.”

“Ok, I’ll be quick.” You smiled and watched her walk away, she glanced back with concerned eyes every so often and made a point to sit facing you. You looked at Jungkook and let your smile fade, your tone becoming cold and slightly annoyed. “What do you want?”

He raised an eyebrow and smiled. “You know, with the way you made her leave you would almost assume you actually wanted to talk to me.”

“I don’t want to, you do so what is it before I leave.” You said shortly. You didn’t have time to play games with him.

He took a deep breath and looked at the ground then back in your eyes. Your heart thudded wildly in your chest as you saw the sweet endearing look in his eyes. “Well after the incident in the cafeteria I haven’t be seeing you. I figured you were busy studying but I see you here. Why are you here? Did you miss me?”

You narrowed your eyes to fight off the feeling of elation. Why were you feeling this way? There was absolutely no way you were going to fall for his tricks. “I’m here to try out for the team, it has nothing to do with you and everything to do with me and my future.”

“Ahh, the whole extracurriculars thing. It does look good if you actually get on the team.” His arrogance was creeping back and you felt all the strange feelings leave you.

You crossed your arms across your chest and sighed softly. “Why do you think I won’t make it? Because I like to keep to myself?”

He looked at you and smiled bigger, leaning in closely. At the distance you could clearly see the tiny scar on his cheek and the faint little mole on his nose and under his bottom lip. You focused on the one under his lip and frowned slightly. “I don’t think you’ll make it because in the year that I’ve known you, you never even- Can’t you focus while I’m talking to you?” He pulled back quickly, looking at you amused.

You blinked and blushed then sighed softly. “I didn’t know you had a mole on under your lip, I was looking at it. And I know you didn’t know me then so please, don’t pretend like you did.”

Jungkook looked at you for a moment then looked around, sighing loudly. “Meet me later in the library, we’ll finish talking when we can really be alone.”

He started to walk away but you grabbed his arm. He looked at you confused and frowned. “I don’t want to be alone with you. If I go meet you later then it has to be on my terms with whomever I want to bring.”

He groaned loudly and closed his eyes, licking his lips slowly before looking at you again. “Then just forget it. I want you either by yourself or not at all.”

His voice was soft although his words didn’t exactly sound friendly, you wanted to know what he meant. Against your best judgement you released his arm and nodded. “Fine, what time?”

His face brightened and you started to regret your decision. He still made you incredibly uncomfortable but he also excited you in ways you didn’t know possible. “After this. See you then.” He jogged back to his friends and you sighed, walking over to Kameron and immediately started stretching your legs.

She looked at you carefully then sighed softly and helped you, her lips pursed tightly and you knew you were going to have to explain everything in detail later on. You started softly, smiling shyly. “I promise all details. It wasn’t that bad, just wondering the usual ‘why are you here?’ Thing”

“Then why did he have to ask you alone?” Her voice was tight. Crap, she’s hurt.

You tried to look at her but couldn’t turn your back that much. “Because maybe he thinks you would answer for me and end up talking to you instead of me. Which was likely to happen since I don’t talk much in front of others when you and Dylan are around.”

She looked at you and you saw the confusion in her eyes. “Why’s that? You know you could always just tell us to shut up if you wanted to and say whatever’s on your mind. We wouldn’t get mad.”

You smiled and shrugged, crossing one arm over your chest and pulling it gently. “I guess I don’t want other people to get used to talking to me. I don’t always want the attention but I Never regret not speaking up.” Once you were all stretched out you hugged her tightly. “You know you’re my best friend ever and you worry much too much.”

She smiled and squeezed you gently. “It's only because you’re the greatest person I know. If only these people knew everything you were capable of.”

Your voice dropped to a whisper and you felt so confident it was somewhat overwhelming. “They’re going to find out soon enough.”

“Great call on suggesting the cheer we made last year. Coach even said they might use it at the next game.” Kameron smiled at you and down at her permission slip. “My mother is going to be so happy to know that I get on the team.”

You looked at your best friend, absolutely giddy about making the team while you were still getting over the adrenaline rush. You had only ever done stuff like this around your families, no crowds of strangers, no on-looking boys with raven black hair. You neatly folded your slip and put it in your bag. Jungkook already snuck out and was probably waiting for you but something told you not to go. “Kam. Jungkook wants me to meet him at the library.” You spoke softly and looked down shyly.

Kameron stopped walking and looked at you confused. “Why the hell would he want to do that?”

Her words stung and you bit your lip hard, looking at her with hurt filled eyes. “What’s wrong with wanting to meet me?” Your voice was small and you felt like crying. Did she really think you weren’t good enough for a guy to pursue?

She hugged you tightly and shook her head. “Not like that, babe. I mean why is waiting for you when he knows you don’t like him? Usually he gives up if he actually has to work for it.”

You took a deep breath and shrugged, looking down. “I don’t know. I was gonna go find out why but I didn’t want to go without telling you about it. I have a bad feeling about it.”

She looked at you and tapped her foot. You waited patiently for her to answer, trusting her to just be honest with you like always. “Well, I don’t want to tell you not to because that wouldn’t be me being a good friend but, if you have a bad feeling about it then don’t go. You’ll be seeing more of the jerk anyway now that we’re on the squad.”

You sighed and nodded, taking her hand and continuing on your way. Whatever was going to happen will happen eventually.

Kameron looked at you and frowned, her hands on her exposed waist while she walked closer to you. It was the first game since you guys got on the team and you were nervous about wearing the outfit. It was a red and black one sleeved top that stopped at your midriff, the skirt was short and fitted and you just happened to be the flyer for the night. Your nerves were a mess for multiple reasons. “You can’t stay in here, you’re like the star of the show. Come on, let me fix your makeup.”

You pulled at your skirt and walked over slowly, trying to calm yourself by reciting the cheer in your head. It was about a half hour before you had to go out and you weren’t sure if you were more nervous about not seeing Jungkook all day or the fact that you were basically half naked in front of so many people. You sat in front of Kameron and closed your eyes., following her instructions carefully. When she was done with your lips you spoke softly. “I’m worried Kam. What if I’m not good enough?”

“If you weren’t good enough you wouldn’t be here.” The voice you heard wasn’t Kameron’s and you both looked at the boy, wondering what he was doing in the girl’s locker room. It was then that you realized you and Kameron were the only ones left in there. Kameron pursed her lips and tapped her foot, her signature annoyed move.

You looked between then and sighed softly, pulling on Kameron’s arm. “Come on, you have to finish so we can join the other girls.” You felt light and good. Seeing him always put you in a better mood, even if you refused to talk to him anymore. After realizing you were developing your first crush on him you quickly avoided talking to him anymore than absolutely necessary, which was hardly ever and you were grateful for it most of te time.

Kameron finished your eyes then grabbed her pompoms and bumped past him. “Make it quick babe, we’re on in 20.”

You looked at her and nodded, then stood up and went to the mirror, not looking at Jungkook. He sighed softly and followed behind you. He was wearing his jersey and a very annoyed expression. “Are you really going to ignore me? It's bad enough you stood me up, not once but four times.”

You blinked slowly and finally looked at him. It's not your fault he kept requesting you to meet with him privately and you happened to be busy. Sighing softly you waved your arm out, showing him that the room is empty. “What do you want Jungkook? What could you possible want to talk about so badly that you keep looking for reasons to get me alone? Do you just want to sleep with me? Ruin the smartest girl in school and prove that you’re actually smarter than me? Is that it? Because I can assure you that-”

“God just shut up already. I don’t want any of that from you, ____.” He glared at you and ran his hand through his hair frustrated.

You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at him confused. “Then what do you want?”

He looked at you for a moment then took a slow breath. “Forget it. We have a game in 15 minutes.  It was stupid of me to come in here now.” He put his hands on your shoulders and leaned down to look in your eyes. His were so brown and soft you thought you could swim in them for hours. He licked his lips slowly and you noticed how close they were to your own, making your heart clench in your chest. His voice was soft and comforting. “Look, just do everything the same way you did during practice, ignore everyone else except the other girls, ok? You’re amazing and you’ll do amazing as long as you’re confident in yourself.”

You felt your cheeks heat at his words, your own voice came out as a small whisper. “Why are you saying this to me?”

He looked at you confused, eyebrows knitting together. “Why? Because I can see how nervous you are and you don’t need to be. If you guys don’t do well then how can we? We’re all one team and we all need to succeed.”

You nodded slowly and felt yourself relaxing with his words sinking deep into your bones. “Ok. I’ll give it my best.”

“Good. If you want, we can talk after the game?” He asked so uncharacteristically shy that it took you a moment to answer him. After opening your mouth several times you simply nodded and looked down. He released you and you felt the cold absence of his hands of your skin, frowning and grabbing your pompoms quickly, you both left the room and gathered with your groups.

Kameron looked at you, eyebrow raised and question written plainly on her face. How did it go?

You shrugged and smiled a little, mouthing a simple Later to appease her. She smiled and nodded, getting in line behind you. You prepared your heart and put on your best big smile.

When you stepped out onto the field you were met with loud cheers and bright lights but you ignored it all as much as you could. Yelling with the other girls and waving your arms happily at the audiences. You followed Jieun to your spot and stood, waiting for the rest of the girls to come before the boys exited and the game began.

Once the game started you followed along with each cheer. Your eyes were glued to Jungkook, number 9, as he ducked, dodged, and tackled his way down the field. It was amazing to watch him go and every touchdown he scored, you would cheer extra loudly. When halftime came around you were amazed at the score, 24 to 6. You were excited and ready to perform, although nervous about the main part. You had to do a double backflip into the two girls’ arms then be flipped up by the girl that was already cradled behind them and then flip over that girl and stand in liberty. Kameron looked at you and winked, smiling brightly. She was going to flip you and although it always went well during practice, you still felt butterflies. Before the other team was done you looked over and saw Jungkook staring your way, his hair was drenched with sweat but he smiled brightly at you and gave you a thumbs up. You smiled back and nodded. It was your turn and everything was going to go great, all you needed to do was ignore everyone except your team. When the Bulls were done and you heard the call for the Hawks your heart race increased as you ran forward, cheering loudly with your team.

You stood in position and waited for the music to start. Once it did you were a completely different person. There was nothing to fear, there was only your team and the music as you tumbled in sync with everyone else and popped your herkie in all the right ways. Your scorpians were perfectly executed and each and every dance move you did was in perfect rhythm. You were unstoppable. As your flips approached you did a few aerials to get to the front and smiled at Jungkook, who just happened to be standing right in your line of sight. You raised your arms above your head and flipped back once, twice, and landed perfectly in their arms. You grabbed Kameron’s forearms and was both pushed and pulled up and over her head, landing perfectly on one foot into Jieun’s and Suji’s hands then was promptly pushed up and executed a perfect liberty to end the performance.

When the music stopped you dismounted and hugged the girls as the crowd went wild. All of you left the field and quickly went back to the sidelines. Jungkook couldn’t take his eyes off of you and you motioned that he was needed on the field. You could have sworn you saw him blush as he pulled on his helmet and ran back out to the field. The game was child’s play after that, all the boys were ready to win to get in the good graces of the girls and probably take one back home to hook up with. You weren’t worried about that at all, however, all you wanted was to enjoy this moment while it lasted and be as happy as you could for the moment before you had to go back to being the bookworm.

The boys won the game, 54 to 21, and everyone was planning on going out to celebrate. You were getting reay to leave with Kameron when Suji stopped you. “Hey, aren’t you guys coming with us to get pizza? It's the first win of the season.”

You looked at her and blushed then looked at Kameron, who was smiling shyly. “If you want to go babe, we can. I didn’t know you would include us to be honest.”

Suji smiled and sook her head. “That was before, this is now. We’re a team and we celebrate as a team unless you really don’t want to. Just because we didn’t get along before doesn’t mean we can’t try it now.”

You smiled and nodded slowly. “Sure, we’ll go. We weren’t going to do anything special anyway. But can she bring her boyfriend? He doesn’t play football but I don’t want to leave him out.”

“Yeah of course you can, i bring mine all the time and he only plays soccer.” Suji laughed softly and walked away. Both you and Kameron eyed each other carefully before she took out her phone and called Dylan.

While waiting for him to come pick you guys up, Jungkook ran out the building and looked around sadly until he spotted you. Blushing gently you looked down as he walked over. His hair was still wet but he smelled sweet and slightly woodsy as though he just took a shower. “I thought you left already…” His voice was soft as he lifted your chin slowly, forcing you to look at him.

Your lips parted slightly and you felt your heart quicken at his touch. Pulling away slowly you sighed and crossed your arms as a sad defense against him. “Not yet, we’re waiting for Dylan so we can go eat with the team.”

“Ahh, I’m glad you’re going. It would have been boring without you there.” What was with him? Why was he always trying to talk to you and being nice to you? It just doesn’t make sense.

“Well I do like pizza. Most 17 year olds do.”

“Wait you’re 17? That means I missed your birthday.” He pouted. Your jaw dropped at the sight. Jeon Jungkook was actually upset at missing your birthday.

Thankfully Kameron came over and draped her arm over your shoulder. “You know, if you weren’t always chasing skirts then you would have known when her birthday was. It's too bad too, I made a really yummy cake.”

“I don’t do that anymore.” Jungkook glared at her then sighed softly, looking back at you. “I actually have only been chasing you since. Well since you poured your apple juice in my hair.” He grinned and scrunched his nose up like a bunny.

You looked at him confused, your heart beating a mile a minute. jIt was taking everything in you not to just punch him for some strange reason. There was nothing else you wanted to do. Kameron, however, did it for you. “What kind of nonsense is that? You fell for her after she humilated you?”

He rubbed his chest and frowned. “Yes. No girl has ever stood up to me and i like that about her. I also like how pretty she is when she smiles and how intelligent she is. I don’t want sex if that’s what you’re both wondering. I honestly think for once I just want the one thing I can’t have.”

Nothing was making sense, you world was literally turning as you looked at this boy as he confessed to liking you. You didn’t know what to do. You didn’t know what to say. “How can I trust you with her? She’s my best friend and you’re the guy girls go to to get their heart broken. I’m not going to put her through that.”

His eyes never left yours as your arms fell to your sides . “Because ever since I saw her coming out of the library last year with her hair in a bun and her laughter ringing through the air I knew that I wanted to be with her. The only problem was getting you to notice me. I tried everything, using my wealth, gaining popularity, being an athlete. None of it worked, you never noticed . But once I topped the class, you noticed. I didn’t know your name though and somehow through all that I lost the purpose of what I was doing. I hurt people, yes. But it was only because they weren’t you.”

Kameron’s jaw dropped and you, you stood there wide eyed and confused but somehow flattered. He just wanted your attention, your affection. Maybe if you could just use whatever leftover courage you had and told him that you liked him too then maybe something good would happen. You balled your hands into fists and looked down, biting your lip. You didn’t know what to say, what to do. All that you knew was that looking at him was too hard right now.

Kameron looked at you then sighed and walked away, knowing that you were debating something personal and wouldn’t need her help. Jungkook lifted your chin gently and looked in your eyes. He smiled shyly and rubbed your cheek slowly with the pad of his thumb. You looked at him and thought about how much you wanted to be with him. You thought back on all the dreams you had with him and how all of it could be a reality if you just said yes. Your eyes darted to his lips and you closed your eyes, leaning up slowly and closing the distance between you in a chaste kiss.

When you opened your eyes, Jungkook was looking at you smiling brightly. Dylan pulled up and honked the horn. You turned and waved quickly before looking back at Jungkook. “I swear if you hurt me I’ll have Dylan beat you up.”

Jungkook smiled and kissed you again, pulling you tightly against him. He pulled away slowly and looked at you warmly. “There is absolutely no chance of me ever hurting you.”

[kxlebcross]

for the quarantine asks, multiples of 2, please :)

are you fucking serious???? i’m gonna get back at you for this, i’m smol and ready to fight!!!! (under the cut >:3)

2. Grilled cheese or PB&J? grilled cheese, always... idk, maybe i’m too european for that but pb&j just seems gross to me (noah fence to anyone who likes it tho)

4.  Your go-to bar order, if you drink? usually it’s a mojito, a gintonic or a vodka-tonic, depending on the place and its’ prices... and if i’m not that low on money sometimes an absinthe slips in, but that’s really rare, i’m not that young anymore and my body just can’t keep up with the alcohol anymore dfsdfd

6. Top three cuisines? uhhhh..... italian, hungarian and..... i don’t actually have a third hdgfhsd can i just generally say that ‘asian’? tbh i tried like 3-4 dishes from various asian countries which imo is way less than enough to choose a fave, and there’s also a lot more i’d like to try sometime... but my city doesn’t have many places to go to, and the only “chinese” restaurant we have is a cheap ripoff which never served a proper chinese dish in their life.... ordered from there twice, beforehand researching each dish i ordered and let me tell u.... they weren’t even close to what they were supposed to be......

8.  What’s a job that you’ve had that people might be surprised to find out you’ve had?  i once worked at a strip club..... no, not as a stripper, i was a waiter/bartender, and honestly i wouldn’t even mind talking about it if the place wasn’t shady as fuck.... one of the national tv stations even made a full time documentary series about all the illegal shit that’s going down there..... but i never really did any unconventional jobs so there’s nothing fancy, but if i were to tell stories about what i’ve encountered during my ordinary jobs...... oh boi.......

10.  Do you own any signed books/memorabilia in general? i have a signed photo with Flowsik from his Warsaw concert.... and i think that’s the only thing like that, if i ever had anything else it’s long forgotten and probably is laying in some box in my mom’s basement lmao

12. What do you get on your bagels? What WOULD you get if you had access to anything you wanted? i only have bagels in the kfc breakfast offer so it’s usually some chicken, salad, cheese, egg and mayonnaise? i think? or was that the ciabatta? fuck me if i remember...... but if i could choose anything i’d probably go with smth similar, some chicken strips, veggies, bacon, cheese and moyinnaise? yeah, probably, im a man of simple tastes dsfdfg

14.  Favorite mug you own i wish i wasn’t so lazy and just take a picture of it, but i’m a lazy fuck so here i go explaining XD so its actually a middle-sized coffee mug, it’s pastel greyish-pink with two cats on it, and one of the cats is chilling on a guitar.... it was a bday present from my mums friend and it came in a cat head-like box which i kept.... it’s now on the top shelf in it’s all grotesque cat box glory..... like the ceiling cat meme

16.  Pick a song lyric to describe your current mood (and drop the name and artist!)  uhhhh tbh my mood is usually a blank space, apathy be fun like that... so ill just list some that i’m generally vibin’ with

Take a knife in the back, wanna feel my pain Make a slice to the wrist to reveal those veins I could see your face, man I feel insane

Such a mess when I'm in your presence I've had enough, think you've been making me sick Gotta get you out of my system, yeah

MGK - In These Walls

I just can’t get enough of you, but that’s alright Feeling like going on a joyride with you through the night I keep accelerating on the road with you at my side

Lexie Liu - Like a Mercedes

And it's nights like this when I'm on my own And I realize that you'll never feel like home No, I can't feel you now (Feel me now) And I try my best to stick around But when you're broken like me, you just gotta get out 

Bring Me The Horizon -  ±ªþ³§ feat. YONAKA (but i’m generally vibin’ with the whole album that this song is from)

18.  What’s that one TV show that you’re a little bit embarrassed to watch but you still like nonetheless?  okay so i’m probably not gonna rewatch it ever again, but... when i was a kid there was this german series on tv and it was called medicopter 117.... so in exam season i realized that as a kid i never got to finish it so i decided to rewatch... listen, it’s a 1997 series... but damn it was actually better than some of the crap ppl call tv show now....... not gonna rewatch tho, some moments and plotlines were frustrating as fuck

20.  Do you match your socks? yes! but only because i either have them all black (which will match anyway) or funky colorful fruit patterned ones that look a bit much even on their own so i wouldn’t really wanna mix’n’match those in fear they would just look tacky as fuck

22.  What was your “phase” when you were younger? (i.e., Mythology Nerd, Horse Girl, Space Geek, etc) well for a while i was the horse kid, then the cat kid, then the car kid and then i ended up being the resident class emo with a weird obsession over Lord of the Rings.... it was a wild ride, though the emo phase sort of stuck with me even now

24.  What’s your opinion on Lazy Susan’s (the spinning tray in the middle of tables)? the what? i stg i never encountered it in my life so i’m not really having an opinion on it, sorry to disappoint

26.  You can only have one juice for the rest of your life, what is it? definitely orange... apple has a weird aftertaste, tomato is gross, banana feels like having jizz in ur mouth.... yeah, we’re sticking with orange (also please don’t ask me to elaborate on the jizz part)

28.  What’s one thing you’re trying to learn/relearn in your downtime right now? i’m actually trying to get better with some overwatch heroes i never learned before... since the lockdown started i got a lot better with snipers and i1m actually pretty proud of it

30.  Where could someone find you in a museum? most likely in the souvenir shop trying to find the cheapest thing..... or chilling on some bench/chair after watching all the art pieces, i’m usually way too lazy to stand around and wanna get out pretty fast, but i think it has more to do with the fact that i don’t really like to hang out around people and museums tend to always have a few of those

32.  Rainbows, stars, or sunset colored clouds? stars and clouds.... but man i actually really miss stars........ that’s the only thing that’s shitty in living at the city that i can’t see the stars

34.  Do you have more art on your walls or more photographs? i think art.... i mean i have three movie posters, an overwatch one, a religious calendar from my mum, and then a pride flag and some tacky painting the landlady insisted on keeping on the wall.....

36.  Pick a superhero sidekick to hang out with uhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... okay i’m gonna admit, i’m not really into superheroes so i’m not that well-informed about their sidekicks either.... can i just hang out with loki instead or smth?

38.  Favorite mid-2000s song oh no.... assuming it was around 2005.... i was like 7 at that time? what the fuck did  i listen to back then? uhhhhhhh i’m pretty sure that was a basshunter time back then? so i’m gonna go with Basshunter’s Now You’re Gone as i remember having it on my mp3 player dfjhjkdf

40.  Where do you sit in the living room (we all have a preferred spot, and you know it)? usually at my pc, even when i have guests over because i don’t trust anyone with the playlists...... and when i’m over at someone i usually choose a fotel or smth and lay down in it as if i’ve never used a fotel before or couldn’t sit like a normal human being.... and if there’s no fotel then i’m sitting on the armrest of the sofa because apparently i can’t sit like a normal human being sdshfghsdf

42.  A song you didn’t think you’d enjoy but ended up loving  it’s this one.... one day just popped up in my youtube recommended and i was like what the fuck??????? but i’m not gonna say what it is, see for yourself ;)

44.  Are you a “Quote that relates to the photos” caption-er, an “explanation of where I took the photos” caption-er, or a no caption kinda person when you post pictures online? i..... try not to post at all??? but if i do it’s either no caption or “i randomly decided to post some pictures at 3am without thinking about a concept or caption so i’m just gonna wing it” kind of bullshit, no inbetween, i just can’t write meaningful shit under my pictures 

46.  What’s the freezer food that you stock up on when you go to the grocery store? fries..... i’m a slut for fries, best food ever......... give me fries......... i think i actually might buy some later now that we’re talking about it

48.  Do you like Jello? once again i’m way too european to have an opinion, sorry.....

50.  How are you at climbing trees? when i was a kid i was doing pretty well..... now, around 15 yrs and a few fucked up joints later i’m not sure how would i do....... if this stewpid lockdown is over i might actually convince my friend to find some trees to climb and then we’ll see....... (and then i hopefully won’t accidentally k*ll myself because he will be there to catch me if i fall lmaoooo)