#didn't mean for this to become such a sTaTEmeNT but like..... hell no I noped outta there the second I saw the fly

[birdbutt]

personal tma episode today woohoo I suppose (uh.... cw for rotten/scary ?food? I guess)

I work in mail sorting. In one of The Big mail sorting plants, the kind of building lined with conveyor belts that take things across the building, up and down different floors, just wherever it needs to get to so it can leave in the right direction to the local stations and parcel carriers. A big mechanical nervous system. Filled with packages or letters instead of flesh or blood.

You find a lot of weird things in the mail. You just have to learn to ignore it. It gets weirder even on the overnight shift. Not just drugs or other illegal oddities, but those truly bizarre sights you know you'll have no way of describing later. If you even remember them after a long night.

8pm to 5am is when I'm there. We even sort on Sundays. Have to get the mail to your station by Monday you know? I usually like to listen to podcasts while I work. I mean, I'm just standing in place, waiting for that labyrinth of moving belts and conveyors to drop the next round of mail into my chute so I can start sorting the zip codes. I'll put each package on another conveyor belt, key in a code on a small number console, then watch the package get taken away and dropped into another cart or chute somewhere. There's four other drop chutes just like mine, lined up along the main belt behind me, with another equally bored or just plain tired plant worker waiting for the next round of endless deliveries to sort. All listening to their own music or books or even having a late night phone conversation. Today I was playing The Magnus Archives. It really didn't feel like it would matter what I listened to at the time. I was in the middle of episode 36 - Taken Ill, and as the narrator started describing the sickly horror of the scripted week a package at the top of my chute broke open and a slimy, pale yellow, almost gray fluid starts pouring out... well oozing out. It seemed slow, but happened so fast that I couldn't have done anything to help minimize it even if I wanted to get close enough to do that. It got over everything. The belt, the chute, the other packages, even the floor. It didn't just get my area either. When it broke it was still close enough to the main conveyor belt that it spread to the other four chutes after me too. The smell was so strong I almost couldn't move at first. Almost sweet. Before the strench of almost tangible rot slammed it's way so hard into my brain my legs nearly gave out.

Well the stench obviously traveled all over. Farther than normal I guess. Everyone on our floor level could smell it and was coming over to find out what happened. I mean everyone too which is impressive. This is not a small building, it takes about five minutes for someone fit to speed walk from one end of our floor to the other. So it was kind of a joke everytime we caught another brave soul wandering over from so far to try and figure out just what the hell they were being forced to smell.

We get people trying to mail cooked foods or meals all the time, it always turns rotten before the package even makes it to a sorting plant. Always. It's so stupid, but also so common you hardly notice it after a couple months there. A turkey sandwich in a manilla envelope, ham with mashed potatoes on a ceramic plate, a plastic baggy of homemade pickles. Almost makes me chuckle sometimes. Well, almost chuckle AFTER, the slime and smell of what used to be something consumable gets mopped up. So that full bodied stench of old organic rot isn't foreign to us in the plants by any means. Nobody could say for sure what had rotted though, but we all agreed it was definitely familiar. When we removed the box from the top of the chute we still couldn't figure out what it was. Usually when one of these busts we get to see what ever moldy, decomposed chunk meat or produce someone tried to mail ooze out of the soggy cardboard when picked up. This was somehow just slime. A molded pale yellow that almost seemed gray. There wasn't anything else. It looked like someone had packaged up only the decay while leaving out what originally fed it. If there had ever been anything else it seemed to have already completely liquefied. And it filled the entire box and more. It seemed to be too much for the package that broke. We all tried to joke about how long the package must have been lost in the twisted turns of the never ending veins of sorting machinery to get /that/ rancid, but we couldn't bare to keep our mouth open too long around it. Thinking back I don't remember anyone actually complaining about the SMELL, just how it was stronger than normal, strong enough to taste. All from a square box barely 7 inches long. A box that hadn't even smelled until it spilled open. Or we thought it had spilled, we couldn't see what might have been the tape holding it closed anywhere in the soggy mess.

Because it was just so... wet we almost forgot to check if the mailing info was still intact any any way before we binned it for another crew to inspect and clean. No chance of saving it at this point. The address had melted away into that yellowish sick of spoiled matter, but the postage mark was still dry. Pristine even. A bright unmarked spot of bright dry paper on a sea of decomposing filth where there sat a single fly. That lonely insect drawing my attention to the smallest bit of information that I would have never noticed, or thought to check, without the dance it seemed to do right on top. Pointing me to the punchline of a joke I never wanted to know.

It had been sent locally that same day.

You find a lot of weird things in the mail. You just have to learn to ignore it.

[miss-menhera]

HELLO THERE!!! Trying to cope with OR UNDERSTAND Adam's death? The denial and "what ifs" just get stronger?!?!?!?

Me too tbh I'm fucking miserable

BUT!!!! YOU WILL FIND OUT THAT THIS SHITHEAD COMING BACK IS ACTUALLY MORE PLAUSIBLE THAN YOU THINK! (W.O.W!!!!)

I actually also have some pretty solid theories about season 2 in here so be warned.

(This is a bit different from my usual goofy post I might delete this and separate into parts since I talked about too much)

VIVZIEPOP MADE A COUPLE STATEMENTS THAT COULD BE GAME-CHANGING AND WON'T LEAVE US GRASPING AT STRAWS ANYMORE. I'LL DISCUSS EVERY GROUND THERE IS TO COVER AND EVERY COPIUM THERE IS TO INHALE, AT THE MOMENT!! (Might update this or make a new post if more comes out)

Ok so to start this off, don't be put off by this person's perspective, just listen to me. Vivzie talked to this fan at megacon and got asked if Adam was still alive, all she said was "he lives on in a way", I'm gonna take my delulu aside and the most pessimistic guess would be that someone (pfff lute obviously)avenges him or that his death has an everlasting impact that changes the story, BUT we already got that made clear, like that was pretty obvious already.

(It's made obvious by this scene, Adam's death created a whole other big problem)

(Unless what she means by it is that his death is honored? Like maybe we get to delve deeper into his history, but again i dont think so) SO I DONT THINK THATS IT, I feel like if it was either of the ones I mentioned she would just say "Nope, he's deceased BUT he lives on in a way" But ALL she said was "He lives on in a way" which is very different, although it could be she expressed herself badly or the person writing the tweet didn't quote it word for word. But taking it in the literal sense, this might be pretty much confirmation he lives. There's a way he lives right? So considering that.... could it be that after Lute took his halo,(which was also broken which often renders an angel as "fallen" by default) and left his body there, he just... like woke up as a sinner? Yes yes, I know everyone's been talking only about that, I'm not giving any groundbreaking revelations but I'm just saying that there's alot of options that open up to that possibility. Or who knows! What if he actually doesn't get reincarnated? What if he just wakes up with no halo, so no place to come back to or what if the ever-absent God takes notice of his death and fixes up his first loyal creation?

Besides that if they THINK Adam is dead, (hesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdeadhesnotdead)

They make these huge ass changes in tactics, and need to find another way to deal with what Charlie is doing; IF Adam actually becomes a sinner, and his life is super important to heaven... with evidence that sinners can now be redeemed... What if people like LUTE, or LILITH actually become allies of the hotel in an effort to redeem him? He WAS God's first, most loyal and favorite creation, HELL THE REASON HE WAS ALLOWED TO DO WHATEVER HE WANTED AND WAS BASICALLY IMMUNE TO THE LAW IN HEAVEN IS BECAUSE OF HOW MANY PRIVILEGES HE HAS, I don't think God would be too pleased with his soul dissipating or whatever the fuck. That might actually be a plot point, he's way too important to just be killed off like this, am I the only one who got that impression? He's the FIRST MAN, first man, the first man being THE FIRST TO DIE IN THIS SHOW IS ABSOLUTELY MIND-FUCKING AND ALSO A CRUEL JOKE anditskindafunny OF FATE FOR HIM.

Something else I want to add is that my personal take on it is that if I learned anything about this show, Lilith will show up in the next season and pretend to be an ally to the hotel, she will pretend to support Charlie and basing this off the theory that Alastor made a deal with Lilith to keep her daughter safe, he failed to meet the end of his deal. So now she's coming to take matters into her own hands after all these pesky men failed, (ermmm girlboss!!) Stop, and manipulate everyone in the hotel into giving up on the idea. Considering how she deliberately kept Charlie away from her dad her whole life, there's gonna be a whole lot of family drama. And we might see Alastor lose his shit for good. Still tryna figure out wtf does "Lilith thrived and empowered demonkind with her voice" if her voice is that powerful, and her words are just as powerful, we're gonna get 1. FIRE ASS SONGS 2. Mother Gothel ass song with Charlie, I just know it holy shit. Not to mention that they actually don't know that Sir Pentious went to heaven, Lilith definetely will know and won't tell anyone. Lucifer will definetely be the one to step up in the situation yet again. Anyway after I yapped my heart out about what I think will happen in this show, I just wanna say one thing.

There is this DUMBASS thing everyone in the fandom is talking about when someone says Adam is gonna be reborn as a sinner. "He is not gonna come back because he was killed with an angelic blade and Pentious was not" That is the most stupid bullshit I've ever read and if you genuinely believe it for a second, i feel sorry for u cuz how did your brain go and make this correlation?

Most of these people say that the show explicitly stated that Angelic metal SPECIFICALLY and just if it's metal, it can castrate a soul or whatever. Which is literally NOT true, at no point was it established that Angelic steel was the only thing able to exorcise demons. You really need just a bit of common sense to come to this conclusion, what makes the weapons dangerous for demons and angels isn't that they're steel specifically. It's that they're ANGELIC guys.. Have y'all seen Helluva boss at all?

There are blessed ropes, Angelic guns, Angelic bullets. These are just items that replicate the power of Holy magic. A PURE,HUGE, HOLY BEAM of unfiltered angelic power is not stronger than a little dagger infused with a fraction of it? Not only does that not make sense from the show's lore perspective, but using common SENSE that sounds even dumber. This is the only argument I can completely scratch off the lists of why Adam can't come back, and it's the most popular one...

Man you know what guys, after he died, whether he comes back or not, he's never gonna be the same again I just can't picture it. He's gonna be much more insecure, without a mask and not funny and goofy............. Or he is just gonna come back and go full joker. He just cant possibly keep being a light-hearted dark humor andrew tate stan after the most, first immature man in history pulled a gentle smile like that. That just can't be, like take a look at the way he always smiles to the last smile we saw him have.

THAT IS A CHANGED MAN YALL, THATS ANOTHER ENTITY 😭

I HIGHKEY DONT WANT HIM TO GET A REDEMPTION ARC EITHER :(( MAN WHY DID THEY HAVE TO DETHRONE THE LITTLE GUY, THEY RUINED EVERYTHING. One small little theory floating in my mind was that, what if the news of Adam being dead could result in some powerful overlord or even A SIN we've never seen or know the power of, revive him and have him work under them? Even if he actually comes back as a sinner, this little theory I haven't brainstormed much about could be explored.

But y'all know what? Let's say he's dead okay? Let's say he's dead dead, then what did they do with his BODY? I didn't see anyone dig him a grave, yet he died on the hotel, I didn't see anyone even move his body after the angels left. And we know damn well they didn't take him, that's too much of a big detail to leave it out unless they REALLY screwed up with the writing and animation direction in the rush to have the serie come out, but the animation has always been so detailed with almost unnecessary background details. I think they left it out intentionally to have that worked out in season 2, heard some people say it could be they just built the hotel over his body? But I doubt it. If so maybe he could become part of the hotel or just condemned to never leave the hotel in a.... a... ghooooost.... like form...?(Massive amounts of copium). Someone could argue his body just dissolved or something but 1. That makes no sense pookie 2. In the first episode they found the body of the dead exorcist long after it died, and we definetely know atleast it's head was still perfectly intact by episode 3. AND i also went back to check, after Lute takes the Halo they purposefully never show Adam's body, ONCE. Not once, not even as they show all the corpses on the ground as the exorcists depart. So that couldn't be it, one thing we know for sure is that Vivzie is definetely letting on there's something more to his death she doesn't want to reveal yet. It could be she's doing that just to leave it ambiguous to delusional theorists like myself,,,,,since my type of stupid is usually the kind of idiocy infectious enough to rot everyone's brain into pointless speculation based on minor details. Which definetely sells the show better AND keeps discourse and attention alive till more is fed to us, which in that case, very effective marketing strategy at the cost of everyone's mental health Viv! Good job, the prospect you might be giving us false hope cuz its good for business is really making me reconsider signing the christian mom petition to make Amazon prime cancel tis' demonic blasphemous show. (And yes that is a serious threat, I will even fund the petition with 100 euros watch what you write, i don't want any mammon ass marketing tactics pls)...... or... she just doesn't wanna spoil the surprise and im reading too much into it... BUT YOU NEVER KNOW OK?? I NEED TO EXPLORE EVERY SINGLE POSSIBILITY AND NOT LEAVE ONE UNCOVERED. I seriously think I've thought of almost anything-Except that he's just dead, we'll see his funeral in the next season and he actually makes no other appearance......... BUT THAT'S BORING AND I WILL DROP THE SHOW IF THAT HAPPENS! By the way kinda can't wait for Adam merch to drop, cus it means SHE STILL FINDS HIM RELEVANT ENOUGH TO MARKET HIM!!!......and i just really want to have physical objects of him...... But u know what guys Vivzie likes adam alot, he's one of the characters she retweets stuff about the most, along with Lucifer and Alastor. And she also kinda admitted to it.

NOT TO MENTION THERE IS MORE THAT PROVES ITS NOT OUT OF THE WINDOW FOR HIM TO MAKE A COMEBACK CUZ ALEX BRIGHTMAN(Adam's va) ANNOUNCED HE WILL BE IN SEASON 2. and I know he voices Sir Pentious too,(insane range btw wtf) but like i said if they're keeping it a surprise (Thats been pretty much confirmed, Vivz refuses to give too many details so she obviously wants to keep us guessing, which would be cruel if it was for nothing, and i think she knows would leave fans very disappointed) the possibility of Adam still being present in the show could work out.

VIVZ UNLESS YOU'RE A SADISTIC EVIL WOMAN YOU WOULD NEVER HOPE PEOPLE LIKED HIM IF YOU DIDNT HAVE BIG THINGS PLANNED FOR HIM, RIGHT? RIGHT? VIVZIIEIEIEIEIEI3IE😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 GIVE US BACK OUR FRATBOY BEETLEJUICE UNSCATHED PLS NO MORE PAIN!!!

Also guys look adam actually changed out of that smelly ass robe and dolled himself up for the early extermination!!!!

[22degreehalo]

Pulling my hair out........

Whyyyyyyy are people SO DESPERATE to find ways to justify harry potter being an awful book that nobody ever liked. Why is is SO GODDAMN HARD for people to just admit that a bad person could make a good thing!!!! Even a pretty decent thing!!!!! As if millions of people around the world didn't sit down to read over a MILLION WORDS for fucking nothing!!!!!!!!!!

Because I work in a library!!!!!! Harry potter is still so goddamn relevant guys!!!!!!!! We still have harry potter signs up!!!!!! There are still so many kids reading them for the first time!!!!!! Still soooooooooOOOOO many spin-offs and 'wizarding world crochet' and 'the science of Harry Potter' and 'essays on Hogwarts' and literally anything you can think of!!!!!!!! I wore a cheap-ass witch hat and two separate people asked me if it was a 'Hermione hat!'!!!!!!!! And my coworker dressed up as Professor McGonagall!!!!!!! Another coworker has an 'I solemnly swear that I am up to no good' lanyard!!!!!! Hell, my aunt in goddamn America moved in to a new apartment and do you know what event they put on to bring the tenants together? A Harry Potter crafts day!!!!!!!!!!!

Christ all fucking mighty, regardless of how you personally feel about it now (or back then, if you were ~oh so smart~ enough to uhm Acktchually have hated it from day 1), it was a global phenomenon that got millions of kids into reading. Was it in the right place at the right time? Yeah!!!!!! Just like literally anything that becomes a phenomenon!!!!!!! But IT HAPPENED, and *to this day* Harry Potter is a global symbol of reading and wonder and childhood and it's been fucking decades and you simply cannot change that now!!!!!!! You know what people still to this day recommend to people learning new languages? Reading Harry Potter, because it's immediately assumed of everyone that you'll not just be familiar with the story but know all the beats well enough to follow along with the story even when you can't fully understand what you're reading!!!!!!!!!!

Just oh my fucking GOD, I know this is an unhinged rant but I still keep *hoping* that *this time* if I take a peek behind those filtered tags, I might see a post with some vague tangential reference to reality as it pertains to the most popular modern book series of all time, but as always: nope!!!!! God for fucking bid we acknowledge even for a microsecond that Goodness and Beauty are not inextricably intertwined!!! Absolutely anything to justify ourselves as True Of Heart because we, The Good Ones, would never commit such thought crimery as having positive emotions about a work of art whose author later became a transphobe!!! And of course we can't possibly ever praise the work's anticlassism messages oe statements of tolerance or diversity, because that means Saying She's Right About Everything Ever, so we have no choice but to continue this vicious cycle wherein people only ever hear bad things in this goddamn stupid echo chamber and that just becomes the 'objective truth'!!!!!!

God I'm just fucking waiting for when somebody posts some old letters of Tolkein's and suddenly everyone remembers that he was an old white Catholic man who started a lot of the goddamn racial charicatures HP is blamed for and wrote a whole goddamn race of Always Chaotic Evil sentient beings. Where's all that ~hopepunk~ ~ohhh it's about community gathering together (unlike Harry Potter which idk I guess the MC just did everything huh)~~ bullshit going to go then? Not that I think LotR is actually objectively bad, even though I tried to read it and didn't like it and never cared for the movies at all (they're just action movies. They're literally just action movies in a fantasy setting yall I'm glad you guys enjoy them but to me they're pretty goddamn boring 90% of their runtime) because I am a person capable of nuanced thought and acknowledgement of the concept that sometimes other people can find meaning and enjoyment in things that I myself do not without being objectively wrong!!!!!!!!

[byanyan]

“ Byun Yeonghwan is a stupid name if y' ask me, it's almost corporate. Byan suits you better. ” It's much too kind of a statement, and the air between them becomes uncomfortably stiff -- Kitty will never reveal his almost tender spot for the brat. “ I knew an old man called Yeonghwan once, almost as ugly as you. I guess you've got the upper hand now, he's rotting six feet under and you're here in dirty . . . goth boots. ” ( Did Kitty illegally gain Byan's legal name? Did Byan tell him under duress? Who knows! Not me! )

call byan by their full name, see how they respondㅤㅤ∘ ˚ ( accepting!! )

ㅤhearing that name spoken in any context will always cause them to tense up, but there's something particularly uncomfortable about hearing it come from kitty's mouth — probably something to do with the fact that they don't remember ever sharing their legal name with him. head turning sharply in the other's direction, byan is bristling before the last syllable of yeong-hwan has even left kitty's tongue. it occurs to them to punch him square in the face, to knee him in the gut and knock him to the ground for daring to not only dig up their name, but to use it as well.

the way that kitty continues, however, is just enough for them to rein themself back in, at least for the time being. it is a stupid name, and byan does suit them better, they're... actually glad that he agrees. in fact, there's something almost comforting in hearing someone, especially someone like kitty, say the very thing they've always thought. something... validating, even.

ㅤ—of course, feeling validated by kitty is a weird sensation in its own right, contributing to the already tense atmosphere as byan remains silent and uncharacteristically still, watching him with almost wary eyes. fortunately, just as quickly as the air between them became strained, it begins to relax a bit again with the other's continuation. much as hearing yeong-hwan in kitty's voice for a second time practically makes them flinch, the rest of the statement earns a quiet snort despite themself.

ㅤㅤ" funny, considerin' i didn't ask. "ㅤthe response is sharp, though not terribly heated. an irritation resides in their tone, to be sure, but it's a far cry from what most who dare to utter their full name are likely to hear and, if they were fully honest, it has just a sliver more to do with the reference to a man by the same name than the name itself. they don't even want to touch that, yet at the same time don't want to seem as bothered by it as they truly are.

ㅤㅤ" so what, you sayin' i'm the reignin' yeong-hwan now? "ㅤeven as they try to lean into the joke, byan can't help the way their upper lip curls slightly at referring to themself in such a way. the regret is immediate, has them shaking their shoulders out as though to rid themself of it, and they begin to pace, no longer able to sit still.

ㅤㅤ" —nope, i'm gaggin' just thinkin' about it like that. fuckin' hell... "ㅤrounding on kitty now, their eyes narrow and an accusing finger is pointed his way, their glitter nail polish glinting in the glare from the streetlight above.ㅤ" an' for your information, my boots aren't dirty. i take good care'a this shit, okay? 'course, that don't mean i won't happily break your face with 'em if you keep diggin' up info on me. like, the fuck, man? that's so un-fuckin'-cool! thought you were better'n that shit! "

[to-be-a-rose]

I got off Twitter like a month or two ago, before whatever El*n m*sk shit is happening now, and I'm not exaggerating when I say I feel 100 times better and less stressed and more mentally healthy!! For years I think I would scroll Twitter all the time, and more recently it was a constant, like hours and hours a day. And at one point it was fun and enjoyable, at some point it morphed into me terrorizing myself. One inflammatory opinion after the other, claims that society is over, the world is over, we are in hell. I was left feeling sick to my stomach and sad and angry all the time. I didn't get off Twitter sooner bc I didn't see it as a Twitter problem. I thought, this is how the world is and Twitter is simply reacting to it.

Nope!!! I'm not saying the world is fine and good by any means, but you are NOT fighting the good fight by staying plugged in 24/7. You do not need to know every bonkers shit f*x news says, you do not need to micro analyze every little thing someone says and tear it apart, you do not need to see people saying something flip and snarky and pissed off and then it gets reflected back a thousand times each time more angry until we don't even know what the original statement was anymore, we are just yelling, and the world is ending and you aren't angry about the right things!!

And you get off Twitter and realize you don't have to care about what everyone is saying. It just becomes unreal and you forget how it had the power to upset you. You used to say, "everyone is saying X, everyone is saying Y," but then you realize no they aren't. It's just Twitter.

Anyway Twitter is not made to foster discussion or community or creativity, it's a rage slot machine, and unless you have curated a really nice joyful little TL somehow I rlly recommend deleting. Instagram is bad in its own way bc it makes me want to buy things, but it's preferable bc at least it shows me hot ppl.

Tumblr is god, long live Tumblr 🙏

[xpeachesncream]

off the grid | four

summary: it was as simple as swapping places with a stranger from across the world to get away from everything back home. that is - until you meet Jimin. things become more complicated as he unfolds a new chapter in your life that you were initially trying to avoid.

pairing: reader x pjm

genre: post-college au, christmas/holiday au | angst, fluff, smut (to come)

words: 3.0k

chapter warnings: slight cussing, possible inaccurate depiction of transportation, events and whereabouts in South Korea since i only did my research thru the internet, flirty, sweet jiminie so pls tell your heart to be still

> series masterlist <

"Y/N." Jimin whined. "Just stay still for 2 more seconds, please." Jimin laughed at how much you were fidgeting as he rose his polaroid camera. He quickly snapped a photo of you sitting on the ground, in the middle of the white birch tree lane.

"I'm so happy I'm here!" You squealed as you stood up and dusted yourself off. Jimin had taken you to Nami Island for the day, being that you had talked all night about the infamous gingko trees and how beautiful they looked in pictures. Unfortunately, since it was winter, the trees barely had any leaves left, but you didn't mind. You were just happy to be there.

"Okay, come on. There's still so much more to see." He led the way with you following behind him. You continued to walk through the remaining tree lanes before heading over to the gardens and the petit french village.

"Wait, this is so pretty." You gasped, instantly posing in front of one of the colorful replica houses. Jimin snapped his picture before you decided to capture some footage for your instagram and snapchat stories.

"I'm really glad you're enjoying this."

"I hope you are too."

"Why wouldn't I be?"

"Because you've probably been here thousands of times. You must be tired of it." He shook his head and pouted.

"Nope." He chuckled. "Absolutely not."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Huh." You scratched your head. "Like Disneyland is a huge staple of LA but I'm tired of it." He shrugged.

"I don't know, this is probably a little different. We're not really waiting hours in line for rides in a super packed amusement park. Plus, waiting under the scorching hot sun? No thanks."

"Very true."

"I just enjoy being out and exploring, even if that means doing it over and over again with you. I don't mind." You smiled. The feeling you felt being around Jimin, the butterflies - you couldn't explain. It felt new, yet unreal, almost like you had to pinch yourself to remember this was actually reality. You were living it right at this moment. How could he exist as the pure, wholesome angel he was? You had no idea, and it caught you off guard every single time.

But you were scared, because when this is all over, what happens? You and Jimin go back to living life before you even knew the other existed? That'll suck.

Fuck that. You weren't trying to think of that now.

"I really do appreciate you taking me around."

"It's nothing." He flashes his pearly whites. Majority of the time, you're running to pose for the camera, already feeling completely comfortable in Jimin's presence. He took you through the village and through the gardens, where you strolled slowly side by side. His arm brushed against yours a couple of times, and you couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to experience a super affectionate and flirty Jimin. The thought kind of intrigued you. What if you were reading too deeply into this? What if he was just really nice and didn't have feelings for you like that? What if—"Y/N." You heard him call your name as he looked down at you and laughed. "Did I lose you?"

"No, sorry, I'm just taking it all in." You chuckled.

"No, that's okay. I was just saying that Jungkook fell into the bushes over there." He pointed at the shrubs.

"Wait, what?"

"He tripped and couldn't catch himself in time so he fell in there. It left an indent." He laughed.

"Are you guys always chaotic when you go out?"

"What, us? Never." He smirked. "Seriously, we aren't. But we do have our moments." His smile instantly fell when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. "Speaking of—" He quickly flashes you his phone, showing Taehyung's name on the screen. "Mind if I pick this up really quickly? Just in case the boys need me to bail them out."

"No, go for it." He smiled toothlessly before picking up the call. You both continued to walk slowly while he spoke to Taehyung on the phone. He began to laugh, his cheeks tinted with a rosy color. He rose his voice and groaned playfully, which was followed by a ton of 'okays,' 'shut ups,' and 'ughs' before finally telling Taehyung he had to go and that he would see them later. "Is everything okay?" You giggled.

"Yeah, they're just being a pain in the ass." He cleared his throat. Little did you know that Taehyung and Seokjin just spent the last couple of minutes teasing the hell out of him about you. "So, the guys wanna head to the ice skating rink tonight and told me to bring you along. Only if you wanna go, of course. No pressure."

"That sounds fun! I'll come. But, I have to warn you. I'm not very good at ice skating."

"It's okay, I'll be there. Taehyung isn't either, nor is Hoseok. I've had to hold them a couple of times." You laughed. "I'd definitely rather hold onto you than them." He quickly looked at you, realizing he let that slip out without catching himself. He felt his cheeks get hot due to the embarrassment that overcame him, but instantly felt relieved when he saw you smile and laugh at the statement. He definitely meant it though. 

"I'll be sure to not be a piece of work tonight."

"Ah, you'll be okay. I believe." The rest of the time at Nami Island was spent walking through the the rest of the garden and going through the Gapyeong Rail Park on a two-seater bike. The view was spectacular and you honestly couldn't picture doing this with anybody else. At the end of the ride, Jimin took you to get some hotteok, which was just the snack you needed after the activities and walking you had done on the island. Before leaving, you saw a musician singing at the entrance while playing his guitar. There was quite a crowd, so you gently pulled Jimin to your side to stand and watch with you.

"He's really good." You clapped quietly to yourself as he wrapped up a song. "You should go sing up there!"

"I don't sing, though."

"Really? So all those times I've heard you, you weren't singing?"

"Mmm, nope. Don't know what you're talking about."

"Please?" You pouted and clasped your hands together. Your pouty face was becoming a huge weakness for him, making it incredibly difficult to say no to you.

"Y/N, I-I don't even know if he's--" You rose your hand and dragged him to the front. You signaled to the musician that Jimin wanted to sing. Jimin politely asked if he could sing a song, which the musician happily stood aside to let him take over the mic. Jimin showed him a song on his phone and asked if he could somehow strum along to the tune. He began to sing We Don't Talk Anymore - Charlie Puth x Selena Gomez, which had your heart skipping a few beats. His voice was the most angelic thing you have ever heard and he looked so fucking good singing. At the end, he smiled sheepishly and thanked the crowd and musician before waddling back over to you. "I hope you feel special."

"Me?!"

"I obviously don't like to put my singing voice out there, but I knew it'd make you happy."

"Why not? You have such an amazing voice."

"I don't know, it's just a fun past time for me. Nothing serious."

"Well, I really like it and I wanna hear more of it." He chuckled and nodded.

"I'll see what I can do."

"Jimin." You whined.

"No promises, princess." He shrugged. "Race you to the car?" He flipped the switch and began to run off before you could even respond. You ran as much as you could because running definitely wasn't your thing, but eventually you made your way to the car, where Jimin was catching his breath.

"See, look at you. All tired from that unnecessary effort." You laugh.

"Good race." He high-fived you before unlocking the car. The ride back would be about 2 hours, so you both would be making it just in time to meet his friends at the ice skating rink. You had fallen asleep without realizing, with Jimin smiling and silently laughing to himself as he glanced over. He made sure the car was warm and comfortable enough for you, before taking one more glance at you. He didn't know how someone could be so effortlessly cute, and it's crazy, because before you came around, he was fine minding his own business. He wasn't looking for love. His last relationship ended a year ago, and he had just been taking it day by day with the boys. No negativity on his end, no bad blood, nothing.

Then, you came along. You came along and changed things for him. Quick, too. He couldn't even explain it, even if he tried. He just knew he had become undeniably attracted to everything about you and he didn't give a fuck about anyone or anything else.

"Y/N." Jimin gave you a gentle squeeze on the arm. "We're here. Are you still okay to ice skate?" You opened your eyes and fixed your position in the passenger's seat, catching his concerned facial expression.

"Yeah, I'm okay." You gave off a good stretch just to fully wake yourself up. "Shoot, I didn't even realize I fell asleep."

"That race to the car really did it to you." He laughed, making you playfully hit him on the arm. Getting out of the car, you both had to walk quite a bit before finally seeing the ice rink in view. The first person you spotted was Taehyung, but he was speaking to another tall gentleman, who was dressed in a plain white tee, light denim jacket, black distressed jeans and black chucks. He had on a black hat, where the brim covered his face pretty well.

"Jimin-ah!" The unknown gentleman yelled as he held his arms out, in which Jimin openly accepted. They hugged each other and patted each other on the back before Jimin turned to playfully smack Taehyung on the arm as his greeting.

"Hey Y/N! I'm glad you came along." Taehyung engulfed you into a hug.

"I can't miss out on ice skating!" You chuckled.

"Y/N, this is my Jin-hyung." Jimin stepped aside as Jin also held his arms out to hug you.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N." He caressed your back as you pulled away. "I'm surprised you're not sick of him yet." He tilted his head towards Jimin.

"Eh, he's not too bad." You joked, watching Jimin shake his head and bite onto his bottom lip. "Where's Jungkook?"

"Buying a snack with Hoseok." Jin replied as he dug his hands into his pockets. "Which reminds me, did you want to eat now or later Y/N?"

"It doesn't matter to me, whenever you guys want."

"Are you okay to hold off until after ice-skating?"

"Yeah!"

"Hey, why don't you ask us?" Taehyung nudged him, making him shake his head.

"It's simple. You guys don't matter. Only Y/N does." Jin winked at you.

"Stop flirting, hyung. It'll make Jimin ma--" Jimin grabbed Tae by the shirt and pushed him against the wall, pretending to beat him up. You bit your lip to prevent yourself from laughing and smiling too big, but you heard that for damn sure. As the two stopped playing and made their way back to you and Jin, Jungkook finally made it back with another gentleman dressed in a black beanie, black and white track pants, a black fitted hoodie, brown coat and sneakers. How in the hell were Jimin and all his friends so damn good looking?! You couldn't understand it for the life of you, but you sure as hell weren't complaining.

"Y/N! Jimin-ssi!" Jungkook yelled as he waddled over to you and hugged you before making his way to Jimin.

"He always calls me like that." Jimin murmured as Jungkook swung him around. Jin laughed and pointed at how ridiculous the two looked on the side.

"Y/N, Hoseok." Jin took the initiative to introduce you while Jungkook and Jimin continued to play around.

"Hi!" Hoseok waved and smiled sweetly. "You can call me Hobi."

"Nice to meet you." You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

"How was Nami Island?" Hoseok walked by your side as you followed the group to get your tickets and skate rentals.

"Fun! It's beautiful."

"Isn't it? I'm glad you were able to go with Jimin. It's definitely a must."

"Yeah, he's been taking me to a couple of places already. I appreciate him enough." Hoseok smirked.

"You two are cute."

"Need any help?" Before you could respond, Jimin interrupted as he walked over, already on his skates. You bent over to slip the skates on, doing your best to tighten the laces as you tied them.

"I think so." You tried to get up, but instantly stumbled on your own two feet, causing Jimin to hold your wrist.

"Woah there." He laughed and held your hands to help stabilize you as you tried to stand. "Good?"

"Yeah, I got this, no biggie." You chuckled nervously. You held onto his arm as he walked you into the rink, where Taehyung slowly took his time to try and get used to the feeling and Jungkook was already skating freely. Jin was accompanying Hobi on the side, giving him words of encouragement to get him to let go of the wall.

"Okay, take it slow and hold onto the wall until you get a feel for it." Jimin stayed by your side as you tried to get your two feet to work properly in the skates. It didn't feel too bad, but every time you got a little too excited, you squealed and clung onto the wall due to your skates betraying you. Jimin laughed and held out his hand. "Come on, you can do this Y/N." You grabbed his hand, your legs stiffening without the support of the wall.

"Ah, Jimin!" You yelped. "Please don't go too fast!"

"We're going a whopping 3 miles per hour. Maybe even less."

"I am not that slow!"

"Highly debatable." He laughed. "But it's cool because you'll become a pro in no time." He reassured you and pointed. "See! We're getting faster. Progress." You started to get the hang of it, releasing the stiffness as Jimin continued to coach you through alternating the movement with your legs. Sooner or later, you were feeling a little more comfortable as you held onto his hand and kept a solid, slow and steady pace.

"I got it!"

"Wanna try to go alone?" At this moment, Jungkook appeared in front of you, holding his hands out, signaling for you try and skate to him alone. He nodded and reassured you, watching as Jimin slowly released his hand from yours. You stood there in a slightly bent position, afraid to move an inch.

"Y/N, I promise you'll be okay! Come to me." Jungkook said. You practiced the movements you had just done not too long ago and quickly grabbed his hands as soon as it was in reach. Because of the abrupt movement to rush over, Kook had to hold onto you to make sure you wouldn't fall, making Jimin laugh.

"So cute." Jimin said as he bent over to grab his stomach while laughing. "Y/N you don't need to rush, we aren't going to leave you."

"I'm just scared!"

"You're doing great! Look at Hobi, he hasn't even left the wall. The kids are skating around him." You laughed as you began to slowly skate on your own, eyeing Hoseok and how frightened he looked while hugging the sides and damn near doing the splits trying to move from point A to point B. Jin had obviously given up on reassuring the guy, leaving him to do whatever he pleased to do at this point. You had gained more confidence as time went on, skating on your own with Jimin popping by your side every now and then. It made the hour and a half go by rather quickly, but you all were starving by the end of it.

The group decided to walk down the street to a nearby boba cafe that apparently also had really good rice bowls and snacks. The walk wasn't too bad, but your jacket wasn't thick enough to mask the cold. Jimin had taken notice of you shivering, peeling off his coat without hesitation to put on your shoulders.

"Here." He says as you grab the coat to wrap it around you tightly.

"Aren't you cold?"

"I have this cardigan on, I'll survive. I'm used to this." He smiled down at you. Entering the cafe, you all had ordered your food and drinks and sat on the barstools near the wall. Jimin stood in front of you, while Jungkook and Hoseok sat on the remaining stools next to you. Jin and Taehyung pulled up some chairs from a nearby table, and you all had faced each other to talk about the day and everyone's whereabouts. Not to mention, there was a whole Hoseok roasting session due to his performance on the ice today. Jin had discussed his plans for his late birthday celebration coming up and demanded ever so politely that you grace him with your presence.

Getting home later that night, you felt exhausted to the bone. But, you had a ton of fun and really enjoyed spending more time with Jimin and his friends. The loft was quiet, only bringing in sounds from the cars out on the nearby streets. You revisited your photos and videos from the day, smiling to yourself at the memories you were able to capture, especially of Jimin enjoying himself and having fun with you.

[Y/N] 11:38: I know I say this time and time again, but I really do appreciate everything you've been doing for me, Jimin.

[Jimin] 11:39pm: You're welcome, cutiepie. Glad you're enjoying yourself. Get a good night's rest for me. I'll see you tomorrow.

Alexa, play: Good Company x Mahalia

[violetarks]

Just A Game: Nope

Anime: My Hero Academia (SMAU)

LEVEL DOWN | MENU | LEVEL UP

A few hours later, he came around with some sushi.

Kaminari went to the bathroom and as he passed the hallway window, he noticed Shinso getting out of his car. So he raced back to warn Y/N.

She stood there for a few moments before taking a deep breath in. She said she would talk to him. It stunned everyone.

Judging by the last time she faced a conflict like this, the way she acted now was way different. She didn't want to ignore the problem, she wanted to face it. It was unusual for her to do so.

Kaminari offered to come. He was worried for Y/N. Everyone there was. But he felt his heart heave the most when she said she wanted to talk to him. Although, Y/N still insisted on going alone.

"What are you doing here, Shinso?" Y/N asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

Shinsos stopped on his tracks. He wasn't even inside yet and she was in front of him. "I... was gonna' drop off some lunch because you seemed a little out of it during our texts." He claimed, holding a bento box, "Are you okay?"

Y/N tilted her head to the side and mumbled out, "I'm fine. Although I was wondering when your part in Uraraka's video comes up." She watched as he stiffened in his shoes. "Because I watched the full 45 minute thing, and you were nowhere to be found."

"My parts were probably cut out." He told her, shrugging his shoulders, "Don't worry about it, I don't do much."

Y/N squinted at him before clenching the fabric of her shirt. "That's a lie, Shinso." She stated, "I talked to Uraraka. She said you had nothing to do with the video. And that you weren't even filming with them."

Shinso froze. He didn't think she'd go so far. But she did and now he was found out. "Okay..." He sighed out, dropping his shoulders into a slouch, "I'm... I wasn't in the video and I didn't help... I'm sorry, Y/N."

"Why did you lie to me?" She asked, lofting her head up to stare him in the eyes.

"Because I..." He started, but found himself struggling to finish. Todoroki's words rang in his head. 'You have to tell the truth to some of us'. Why did that stop him now?

"Because I didn't want you to know why I really missed out on our date."

"And why did you miss out on our date?"

A part of them wanted to be thrilled for announcing that it was officially a date, to the both of them. But they couldn't right now.

"I... drank too much coffee the night before because I wanted to make sure which one I liked before going out with you." Shinso stated. It felt like a weight off of his chest, but he knew just admitting this wouldn't make things any better.

No matter what, that little part of him wanted for Y/N to never know the real reason he don't make it to their date. Or maybe for her to forget now that she knows. Maybe it was his pride or his insecurity.

She only grit her teeth and pinched the bridge of her nose. On the inside, she found it kind of cute that he was going so far. But that doesn't mean lying was okay for that.

"Shinso, why are you keeping secrets from me?" She huffed out.

"Why not?" He retorts, his defenses pulling up, "Why should I always tell you the truth?"

This was his barrier. He'd become snarky and sarcastic in times when he was freaking the Hell out, like now. His mind was screaming at him for doing this whilst his mouth kept ratting off whatever bullshit he thought of. It was horrible and he knew full well that it was.

She was shocked. She took a step forward to him. "I thought we were finally getting somewhere, Shinso..." She mumbled out to him, blinking her eyes, "I really wanted to get to know you. Maybe we could've been friends or—..."

Shinso's heart was beating so fast at what she was saying. It's been weeks since they met. Shinso would be lying if he said his YouTube history wasn't filled of her videos and best stream moments. He adored her. Even from the start. His first 'research' task was when they went to the shops together. He liked how she seemed like a normal person and not some big time streamer. She was amazing and he knew that from the start.

Getting to know Y/N was like a very hard game that only few dare to play. You have to get passed her jokes and Daisuke talk to see that she's actually very caring and wants to please everyone. Under that, she was hard-working and driven. And beneath that, she was insecure of letting people in.

He could tell by the fact that she became so wary and walled in after he didn't show for their date. It took a while to break those walls down.

They had texted for weeks after that and he simply made it back to his respawn point where Y/N would make jokes about Daisuke being her child. He could go in with another life.

"I don't know if this is just a game to you, but this is my life, Shinso." Y/N stated, pulling Shinso out of his gaming thoughts, "I... really wanted to let you in. But not anymore."

Shinso could feel his embarrassed anger piling up. He didn't want the dam to break but it most definitely did. "You only wanted me in my life because you think I'm pretty, Y/N." He told her.

"That's not true!" She called out, feeling even more offended now.

"You don't know anything about me." He claimed, waving a hand in the air, "You only like me because you think I'm hot. Name one thing about me. Go on."

She looked angered by his statement, like she wanted to pound his face in. But when Y/N relaxed a little, she released her fists at her sides. She looked up to Shinso, furrowed brows.

"No. I don't want to name the things I know about you." She said lowly. She stepped forward, jabbing a finger into Shinso's chest harshly.

"Because fuck you, Shinso. I thought I knew you enough to say you were a good person, but now I see that I really don't know who the Hell you are. And if this is you, then I don't want to."

With that, she turned away and shut the door behind her. Looking up, she saw Jirou, Kaminari, Kirishima and Bakugou standing there. They most definitely were eavesdropping.

They didn't say a word, only making their way back up to the studio.

"Get off your phone, Y/N."

She looked up from her screen, seeing Bakugou standing in front of her. He had his hands on his hips, one of them with his drum sticks encased inside. He looked irritated and strict, making Y/N sigh and place her device back on the couch. She was going through her silly text messages with Shinso.

It had been two hours since he left, Y/N declaring that she didn't want anything to do with someone who wouldn't tell her the truth.

"Right, right, I gotta' focus." She said, rummaging through the piles of papers that had lyrics written on them, "I can't get distracted anymore!"

They were all pre-written, half of them Jirou's and a quarter each for both Y/N and Kaminari. Some of them were absolute shit, written at 4 AM with alcohol running through their systems. Others were well-written but only half done, abandoned as soon as another idea popped into their head. Only few were great and finished.

"Still mad about Shinso?" Kaminari asks from apposite her, sitting on the floor with his electric guitar on his lap.

Y/N nodded her head slowly. "Yeah. Yeah, I am." She responded quietly back, trying to re-read the sentence over again, "But that doesn't matter anymore. We're working on a video. I can't let you guys take all the work."

They all exchanged looks before Y/N grabbed her drink from the table. As she sipped, Bakugou clicked his tongue and stood up from his spot on the couch, moving to the drum set.

"That bastard doesn't deserve it." He claims, twirling the drum sticks in between his fingers, "He should've just told you the fucking truth from the start."

Y/N had reached out to Uraraka as soon as she realised that Shinso had lied. She asked the brunette if he was in the video at all, and she asked for the truth. Uraraka did tell her the truth. That Shinso wasn't a part of the video. At all. She also apologised for the things he did. Y/N said it wasn't her fault and that she didn't need to apologise.

"What's so great about him anyway?" Jirou questioned, tuning her bass guitar.

Y/N blinked a fee times at her. "He's just... so calm and I felt loose around him, like with you guys." She admitted, playing with the corner of the paper in her hand, "It was like he went out of his way just to talk to me. It was nice."

The smile she wore soon fell. Because she realised she was smiling. And needed to stop.

"I guess not anymore." She mumbled out, placing her hand on the table, "If he has to lie about filming a video as an excuse."

Everyone noticed how down she was. Usually when she was upset, they'd play games and stuff to help her. She would even play Minecraft, it was relaxing. Kaminari once deleted a whole lot of footage for an upcoming video and got Y/N to calm down by building her a flower garden in her world.

But she refused this time. She didn't want anyone to see how badly Shinso affected her. It was horrible. But she wanted to work.

"Maybe if we liked each other some more, then this wouldn't have happened." She whispers to herself.

Kirishima eyes a stack of papers. "Hey, what about this one?" He asked, trying to pull her out of her thoughts, "Have you done this one yet?"

Y/N plucked the paper out of his hands. She then shook her head upon reading it. "Nope. I haven't." She informed them, passing around the paper to Jirou, "Me and Jirou worked on it but we can't get the third verse right."

Once Kaminari got the paper, he gasped and searched for another one. "Wait, wait, wait!" He shouted out, waving the lyrics in the air, "I've got something perfect for this!"

He shoved the stack of papers into Y/N's lap. She chuckled, reading through them, "Wow, Denki, these are great. I bet we can use them for this song." She stood up and walked over to the other electric guitar. "Katsuki, can you follow along? Jirou has bass line and I have main plucking."

Bakugou nodded his head, ready to play.

The air seemed better now that she was distracted. Everyone silently cheered for Kirishima, thanking him for finding a solution to this unspoken problem.

They started playing, Bakugou falling in line with the drumming and Jirou teaching Kaminari the base chords.

Kaminari said the lyrics he wrote didn't quite suit his voice, which is why he dropped the song after getting to the chorus. He has asked Bakugou to sing it and he refused. He said he'd kill him if he asked again. So Kaminari asked Kirishima, who sheepishly accepted after the blonde assured him that his voice fit perfectly.

"Y/N, you doing okay?" Kaminari asked, hand on his hip, "You seem more tired than usual."

She waved her hand. "I keep messing up the plucking. It's freaking hard to keep it in line while singing." She sighed out, stretching her fingers out.

"Why don't I play the plucking while you sing?" Kirishima offered, crossing his arms over his chest as he stood by Bakugou, "You sing the chorus' and the first and second verse. So I can play the rest to take it off your hands. Easy."

Y/N smiled, looking at him with a grateful gaze. "That'd be great, Eijiro. Thank you." She said, handing him the electric guitar. As she began teaching him the chords and the plucking, Jirou, Kaminari and Bakugou stood by.

"Really brings you back, huh?" Kaminari said, staring at them. They all looked so happy.

"Yeah. Back in high school, when all this was just a pipe dream." Jirou laughed quietly, shaking her head. She would've never dreamed of having her own studio.

Bakugou hardened his glance at Y/N. "Should've kept her safe." He told them.

Jirou and Kaminari shared a look.

"There's only so much we can do for her. She's bound to fight for herself at some point. Y/N's strong."

Fun Fact: Y/N and Jirou have a bunch of things they've worked on. Jirou's played alongside her in many video games, sometimes with Mina too. And Y/N's featured in many of Jirou's songs. 'On Board Bebop' is Y/N's most recent project that her fans begged her to make with Jirou featured, which is a pile of songs she wrote with her passion and emotions. That's because the way 'Cowboy Bebop' ended made Y/N feel different than she was before she watched it.

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[vanillann]

steps of falling in love (draco malfoy x f.reader)

word count: 1.3k

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step 2: flirt with a mannequin

"So how hard are you gonna go on him?"

Viki laughed as I skipped down the hall, readying to meet Malfoy in front of the abandoned class near both our common rooms.

"I need to find out how bad off he actually is but probably worse than when I went on Longbottom."

Both girls cringed, turning to each other before looking back to me.

"You made Longbottom cry once."

"I didn't mean to!"

I frowned at the memory, the sight of the sweet boy with small tears after a small miscommunication.

"Maybe he has a shit ton of charm he's hiding from the world," Kyla spoke as we got closer to the class, the light blond hair easy to spot from miles away.

"We'll see."

I waved to the girls, standing beside Malfoy as he leaned against the wall. His hands were shoved so deep in his pockets I was surprised they would ever be as cold as they were.

"Ready!"

"Nope," he said, opening the door to the class and shutting it in my face.

I rolled my eyes, taking both hands and pushing it open completely now.

"Try holding the door for Kline."

Malfoy looked around the books I had hoarded around the room, each stolen from the Library over my six year here at the castle.

"I went to check this book out but they told me they didn't have it," Malfoy said as he pulled a book about dragons from the shelf.

"That was the first one I ever took."

Malfoy looked up at me, opening the book and flipping through each page slowly.

"You are the most evil Hufflepuff I've met."

"I'm not evil, just honest," I shrugged as I pulled out the small mannequin from the back room, dragging it from the wheels at its feet.

"Do you steal from the morgue too?"

I looked over my shoulder at Malfoy, the book now set on a table as he watched me closely.

"No, Ky sews so she lets me use the mannequin whenever," I spoke as I center the mannequin to stand before Malfoy. His hand dropped back into his robe pockets, his expression dead as I set my head on the shoulder of the mannequin, giving him a bright smile with jazz hands on each side of the plastic body.

"What the hell do you expect me to do with that?"

"Flirt."

"Are you mad?"

"Nope, I'm actually very happy."

Malfoy's jaw looked like it could break with how wide he had it. His eyes were close to falling out his head, looking between my eyes and the eyes of the mannequin.

"I'm not doing that."

"Look, this is to see if you can flirt at all," I moved from behind the mannequin to sit on the desk that Malfoy stood beside.

"I can flirt!"

"Then flirt away," I gestured to the plastic, Malfoy doing nothing but staring at me with those scary grey eyes. I watched him, my eyes begging to blink as we both watched each other. His face drifted closer to my own, his eyes starting to twitch as they searched my own.

I watched his eyelids fall to his waterline, my fist flying over my head and I yelped with a wicked smile on my face.

"Flirt Mr. Malfoy," I pointed to the plastic with my bubbly smile.

"Please don't call me that," he mumbled before walking closer to the mannequin, a sigh leaving his lips while he carefully placed a hand on the mannequin shoulder.

"S-stop being cute."

Malfoy turned to me, his normal pale face covered in shades of red. He played with the rings on his hand again, I was slowly starting to pick up on his ticks.

"That's all you got?"

Malfoy cleared his throat, giving a sufficient nod while moving back to stand beside me.

"Oh Merlin, please never flirt again."

"Maybe if I was flirting with someone rather than something," Malfoy gasped as I turned on the table.

"Awh, if you wanna to flirt with me you could've just asked," I mocked in fake innocence.

Malfoy rolled his eyes, his away from the desk and walking to the other side of the class. I watched as he grabbed one of his sleeves, dragging it to cover his arm completely and tap his foot against the floor rapidly.

"Okay come here," I waved my hand, but he simply looked over his shoulder and rolled his eyes. I let out a dramatic sigh, falling back so my back laid against the table.

"When was the last time you flirted with a person?"

"None of your concern."

"Okay so never," I sat back up and watched Malfoy turn so he was leaning on a bookshelf. He had a face of disgust and I felt the urge to call into my own skin and hide for the rest of the practice.

"Do you enjoy criticizing people?"

"No not in the slightest, but I'm not going to spare your own precious feelings over the truth."

He scoffed, letting the back of his head hit the bookshelf with a bang before letting a emotionless laugh fall past his pink lips.

"I can't believe I'm doing this."

"Me either if I'm being honest."

"As you said, you're always honest," the small statement made a smile reach my lips as I looked up at him through my eyelashes, his face held no emotion but I watched him look at the floorboard of the small empty class.

"Try it again."

"No-"

"I thought Slytherin were supposed to be ambitious," I crossed my arm, watching his shoulders become ridged as he looked up at me. It's like his brain broke again, like every time I spoke slightly personal he shut down.

"You're on thin ice Kennedy."

I smiled to myself, knowing I never told him my last name showed he had asked about me. He was more ambitious than he would ever give off to me.

"Good thing I can ice skate."

He didn't make a comment this time, pushing off the wall and moving to stand before the mannequin. He placed his hand back on the shoulder, but I jumped from the desk and removed it. As soon as my warm skin touched his own cold hand he jumped back, drawing his hand closer to his chest while he watching me closely.

"Don't start touching them, ease into that."

He watched me for a few seconds before turning back to the mannequin, his breath slowing back down as he looked at the horrible drawn on eyes.

"Hello."

I smiled at the simple gesture, the confidence in his voice shaky but better than the last time.

"Now smile at them."

"I don't smile."

I pouted my lips, giving my best puppy eyes I could muster as I watched his stare at me. He didn't crack but I watched his eyes scan my face, reading my body language.

"A smile will help."

"Next."

I rolled my eyes but nonetheless gave up on producing a smile from the boy before me.

"Try a compliment, tell them they look nice in red or you like their hair."

"This mannequin is bald and naked," Draco spoke as his eyes moved from my face to the mannequin, his nose twitching as he looked it up and down.

"Use your imagination, duh."

He let his eyes look at the mannequin up and down one more time before he turned around and grabbed his bag that he set on a table. I watched him slip the book of dragons into his bag before making his way to the door.

"No goodbye?"

"Nope," he opened the door, heading into the hall that was slowly starting to fill with children.  I turned back to the mannequin, the creepy features on it growing creepy as I looked longer.

"Well that was joyous," I spoke, slowly pushing the mannequin back into the room to belong it.

"Great, now I'm the one talking to the mannequin."

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[hoseokutie]

Market Boy pt.3

Part 1 Part 2

Words: 2.3K

Warnings: None 

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It's been about a month and a half since you and Jungkook have been together, and things are going amazing. You two always spend time with one another while on your breaks, and you both are starting to spend time at each others apartments.

You guys have been spending so much time together that you both seemed to have forgotten to introduce one another to your friends, and they are starting to get curious. Especially Jungkook's friends.

"Jungkook you can't hide her from us forever. We're you're family too and we deserve to know." Jimin said as he followed Jungkook around the back of his parents shop.

"Jimin, I told you when the time is right then you will get to meet her, but as of now I want to wait." Jungkook told him setting the box down.

"Now are you going to help me unpack, or did you come here to pester me?" the younger boy asked cutting open the box and taking out its contents.

"Well if we're being honest here, I was sent by the other boys, because they thought that you would tell me who she was, but now that I see that I've failed, I'm going to buy some snacks for the get together tonight. Which you will be going to, correct?" Jimin asked him.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I am. Unless you guys aren't telling me something." Jungkook said looking at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Not that I know of, but if you want to bring your mystery lady tonight then that would be great too." he said nudging Jungkook with his shoulder and raising his eyebrow.

In return Jungkook gave him a straight face and went back to unpacking the boxes diligently.

"So I'm going to assume that your silence means that you'll think about it!" Jimin patted Kookie on the back and walked towards the exit.

"Hey can I have one of the little candies?" He asked referring to the bowl of candy that was kept at the front of the store for the customers.

"Are you a paying customer?" Jungkook asked staring at him.

"I'm your best friend. That should be enough" He grabbed more than one piece of candy and Jungkook rolled his eyes because now Jungkook has to refill the candy bowl which is what he was trying to avoid.

Jimin smiled brightly and took his rations before leaving the tiny store.

"Have good day Mr. and Mrs. Jeon." Jimin said in Korean before walking out.

Jimin sighed to himself and pulled his phone out of his back pocket as he received a call from one of the boys.

"Well did he tell you who she was or what she looks like?"

"Well hello to you too Yoongi, and to answer your question, no he didn't tell me anything. I think we should just leave him alone and let him introduce her to us when he's ready" Jimin suggested as he popped the piece of candy into his mouth.

"Yeah and maybe I should go bald and move to a Buddhist temple." he said and Jimin stopped in the middle of the market and stared at his phone.

"You know sometimes I hate talking to you, because the words that come out of your mouth make absolutely no sense whatsoever and I wonder why I get my advice from you." Jimin said then stopped when he heard somebody call his name.

"Yoongs I'll call you back. Taehyung and Hoseok just walked in here." He told him just as he was about to hang up the phone.

"Hey! Tell Taehyung that if he doesn't buy me the candy that I asked for that I will hide the things that he loves the most." he said in a serious tone.

"Hyung you can't hide me, I'm too big." Jimin said jokingly smiling to himself, taking advantage of the moment.

"Don't underestimate me Park. Deliver the message and have a nice day." He hung up the phone and put it back into his back pocket.

"Hey, did you end up finding out anything about mystery lady?" Hoseok asked walking up to Jimin and wrapping arm around his shoulder.

"Nope, he's a difficult book to read. He really wants to keep her a secret. He's very serious about her, it's actually really cute." Jimin informed him as we went into the candy shop.

"Well I still would like to meet the lucky lady very soon." Hoseok said as he grabbed a small basket.

"Taehyung do you know what you're supposed to be getting?" Chim asked looking at a pack of gummy bears picking them up and putting them in the basket.

"Tae?" The older boy asked turning around to see why he didn't answer the question.

"Yeah hold this for me." He said handing him the mini shopping list and the basket he got for himself.

"Where the hell are you going?" Hoseok asked watching as he walked out of the shop.

"It looks like he's going to talk to the girl over there in the tea shop." Jimin mumbled.

"Oh dear God, why is he like this. Tae! We have places to go. Can you please do this another time?!" Hoseok whisper-yelled, but Taehyung still continued to walk over.

"We have to go with him, I want to see this. Yoongi and his candy can wait." Hoseok said putting the basket back in it's spot

"But Seokjin is expecting us home at a certain time so that he can start dinner." Jimin said as we walked over and into the shop setting ourselves down at a table.

"Well we'll just tell him that we were in traffic." He said picking up a menu.

"We live within walking distance!"Jimin said a little too loudly then quickly looked down becoming embarrassed.

"Stop your worrying Jimin. You worry too much." he said hitting Jimin on the shoulder. The older boys both looked over the menu and watched Tae as he walked up to the counter to talk to the girl at the register.

Taehyung walked up to the counter and leaned on his hand smiling at the girl at the counter. She was wearing a yellow sundress and her curly hair was in a large poof.

"Hi, how can I serve you today?" she asked smiling at him.

"I'll take a green tea, a blueberry muffin and maybe your phone number?" Taehyung asked smiling at her and she chuckled.

"I can only give you two out of the three things that you asked for, and my number isn't one of them." she said and he pouted taking out his wallet.

She's really cute, but I also have been craving green tea and blueberry muffins. Taehyung thought to himself.

"Well that's a bummer, but I'll take what I can get." He said handing her the money and taking my receipt from her.

"Is there actually anything I can get from you? Like maybe an Instagram, or even a twitter. I'll make a twitter if it means that I'll get to talk to you." He said and she laughed a little louder at his statement, grabbing his muffin then handing it to him.

"I win a lot of arguments if you didn't know by now." Taehyung said also taking his tea from her.

"Well don't get me wrong, you're definitely attractive, but I don't know if my-" Taehyung saw her pause as she looked towards her right.

He turned around to see what she was looking at and all he saw was Jungkook standing there looking lost.

"Hey Kookie!" Tae said loudly waving at him, he gave him a weird smile and waved back then quickly walked off nearly running to his family's shop.

"Do you know Jungkook?" He asked once she looked back at him and she shook her head.

"Nope, not all, I've um only seen his parents. Totally never met him before." she said clearing her throat.

"Interesting, ah right you were saying that you find me attractive but..."

"Well, I think you are very handsome and all, but I uh. Well I am actually a lesbian and I don't think my girlfriend would appreciate me dating a guy. I'm sorry." she said and Tae frowned.

"Well now I feel really bad." she said looking down.

"No don't feel bad. You like what you like. I should be the one apologizing. I didn't even let you get a word out. No hard feelings?" Tae asked and she smiled shaking his hand.

"No hard feelings, hey what's your name by the way?" she asked.

"Just call me Tae.." He told her and she nodded.

"Tae, I like that. It's got a nice ring to it." she said.

"Well I appreciate it Y/N"

"How do you know my name?" she asked and he chuckled.

"Well it's the name of your shop, and it's also on your name tag." He pointed that out and she placed her hand on his forehead shaking her head.

"Yeah I'm definitely not the most smartest girl in the world." she muttered out

"Well neither is my friend Jimin, isn't that right Chim?" Tae turned around and smiled at him and he smiled back and waved. She laughed and shook her head.

"I'm sure you guys are all smart in your own ways, oh look at that. More customers, I guess this is the end of our journey. It was great meeting you Taehyung." she said walking away

He smiled and walked over to sit with the two older boys who followed after him.

"So it looks like you lost this argument huh Tae?" Hoseok asked while laughing at me as he stood up.

"Sadly yes, but when you lose a battle, you can always win a war." Tae said proudly walking back to the shop where he was supposed to be originally.

"Yeah, I don't think that applies to this moment right now." Jimin said and Tae pushed him to the side.

"What the hell guys! Nobody has been answering my calls or texts, I got worried!" The boys turned around slowly and saw Jin, Namjoon, and Yoongi standing at the entrance of the store.

"Oh h-hey guys. I was just um strolling around the shops and well-" Jimin started.

"He was flirting with a girl, but she turned out to be a lesbian!" Hoseok said loudly and the guys laughed at him.

Tae crossed his arms and hit Hoseok on his arm.

Why the hell must he be so loud all the time. Taehyung thought to himself.

"Look, it all worked out okay? Her and I are friends and there are no hard feelings you jerks."

"Well that's obviously karma for not going to get the things like I asked you to. Now come on so I can make this meal for guys night." Jin demanded as he grabbed a shopping cart

"Why do you need a shopping cart and not a basket?" Tae asked knowing that they would probably be there for a little while.

"Don't ask questions Taehyung."

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It was closing time and you wiped off the last table of the day and walked back to the sink rinsing off the washcloth getting rid of any germs. You heard the bell on the door chime and rolled your eyes sighing lowly in annoyance.

"Sorry, we're closed!" you announced not bothering to turn around.

"Are you sure that you can't fit in one more person?" A familiar voice asked and she turned around smiling only to frown a few seconds later.

"I don't know, are you asking your girlfriend or the owner of this shop?" You said with an obvious attitude.

"Yeah, can we please talk about that?" he asked grabbing a seat and sitting down at a table

You sat the rug down and walked over sitting across from him crossing her legs and sitting back waiting to hear what he had to say.

"The reason I didn't want to introduce you to the boys yet, is because I'm scared and I like you a lot, and you're also the first girlfriend that I've ever had. I just want this to all work out well. I wanna take things slow with you and make sure that everything is perfect, y'know?" He always knows what to say to make someone feel like shit.

"Jungkook, I'm sorry. I was just upset, because of things that have happened in the past, and I didn't want that to happen again. Can you forgive me, please? For the second time this week?" You asked taking his hand in your own.

"As long as you can forgive me." He kissed your hand and smiled at me.

"Deal." You both said standing up and grabbing your bag from the table next to you both.

"What did you end up telling Taehyung anyway?" He asked you while he took the bag from your hands and you smiled awkwardly looking down.

"I told him that I was a lesbian, and that my girlfriend wouldn't appreciate me going out with a guy." You told him and he laughed loudly.

"Oh that will definitely be an interesting story to tell when you two officially meet, won't it?" he asked me and you hit his arm playfully.

"Oh shut up. I'm sure there are embarrassing stories out there about you that I don't know about, well not yet at least." You smirked at him and held his hand after locking up the shop.

"Yeah it's official you will never meet the boys now." He pulled you closer to him and kissed your cheek.

"Aw you're no fun." You said to him jokingly as you pulled away from him.

"Oh I can show you fun." He said suggestively and simply laughed loudly hitting his his arm again.

"Go home Jungkook, you're being weird."

"Yes ma'am, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"

"I can't wait!" Was the last thing you told him as you walked to the right of the sidewalk with a bright smile on your face.