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rkived · 4 years ago

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━ CHASING PAVEMENTS 04 │ JJK

↳ PAIRING: dad!jk/married!jk/bff!jk x reader

↳ GENRE/TAGS: f2l, angst, unrequited feelings, cheating, future smut

↳ WARNINGS: (for this chapter) angst as per usual what’s new, jk is sad, reader is sad, sunhi is sad, everyone’s just SAD

↳ RATING: (for this chapter) PG

↳ WORD COUNT: 4k

↳ SYNOPSIS: Jungkook’s been feeling a little weird lately. Maybe it’s got something to do with his crumbling marriage and the way you seem to care for his daughter more than his own wife.

↳ A/N: ehem let’s pretend like i didn’t ghost this story for like half a year aha i’ve written more than this for cp but i decided to just divide it and leave the juicy stuff for the last chapter !! sorry for making u wait so long </3 anyway hope u enjoy still n i’ll see u in a couple months for the final chapter of cp!! (i’m jking…..or am i?)

01 02 03 04 05 (coming soon)

Minji thinks you’re starting to get better.

Well, she hopes you are because it’s been two months since you broke the news on her and anyone would think that’d it be long forgotten by now. She tries to stop as often as she can to check up on you, even though you assure her that you’re fine and that a simple text would suffice instead of having her come over every day in between.

Which is why she’s unsure if giving you the invitation Jungkook had handed her about two weeks ago was a good idea, considering that it’s been a few days since you had last even mentioned him to her like you usually did before. In fact, today you look like you’re at peace for the very first time.

‘‘I did yoga!’’ You explain when she mentions that you look different, ‘‘I still can’t face going back to Namjoon’s class, but I remember a ton of positions he taught us!’’

Minji has to force herself to smile, her hand lingers inside the purse she’s carrying as her fingers fiddle with the cardstock paper waiting patiently to be handed.

‘‘And then I stopped for some yogurt at the place down the─’’

‘‘I need to give this to you,’’ Minji stops your ramble and you’re taken aback by how urgent her voice sounds, very unlike her. ‘‘I promised I’d get this to you, so…’’

You’re about to ask her what she’s on about when she abruptly hands what you could make out to be a colorful piece of paper. Your eyebrows furrowed at the sight, completely confused until it suddenly hit you what it is that your friend’s talking about.

‘‘How did you─?’’

Minji gives you half a smile and shakes her hand so you can take the card instead of just staring at it, ‘‘Just─take it.’’

Your hand reaches out to grab it from her and your eyes quickly focus on the unicorn and sparkles themed birthday invite. It reads that it’s Sunhi’s birthday and that you are invited! You recognize the handwriting that filled the party’s information details, you always thought he had really nice penmanship.

‘‘I think you should go,’’ Minji’s voice sounds like she’s faraway, but she’s just a few feet away from you, ‘‘for Sunhi.’’

You’re still staring at the invitation, memorizing every single detail. There’s so many unicorns, when did she start liking the mythical creature? She had never mentioned a liking towards them to you ever. You assume it must’ve happened during these few months of your absence.

How many moments have you missed? How many unanswered questions must Sunhi have by now? How many new toys has she had to wait to show you? How many kindergarten stories has she been saving to tell you?

You’ve been counting. Sixty days have passed since you last saw Sunhi. It’s been seven Fridays since you last had her in your arms.

Sixty days and seven Fridays since you kissed Jungkook. Fifty-nine days since you blocked him.

Minji is still waiting for any sort of reaction from you. You’re stoically analyzing the piece of paper and she wonders what is it that you’re thinking or feeling. Is it good, bad or all in one? Whatever it is, her small deed is done.

‘‘Y/N?’’ She calls out, you slowly nod and take your eyes from the invitation from the first time since she gave it to you. ‘‘Do you mind if I go? I have some stuff to─’’

A small gasp escapes your lips, ‘‘Yes Minji, of course!’’ Your friend smiles slightly and you proceed to escort her out your apartment. She actually doesn’t have anything to do, but she thinks it’s best if you get some space to take everything in.

Minji notices how you’re still holding on to the birthday invite and she has to suppress a chuckle because she knows you’re most likely doing this absentmindedly.

Before you’re able to thank her for coming, she stops you to say one last thing. ‘‘If you don’t want to go, then don’t,’’ she begins and your eyebrows raise at your friend’s comment. ‘‘Whatever it is that you decide on doing, I’ll support you either way,’’ Minji offers you a genuine smile and you can’t help but hug her tightly.

You’re alone again. Loneliness has come in waves as of lately. You’ve lived alone for years now, you’re used to being the only person present in your apartment ─ but that fact hasn’t felt more obvious than since you shunned Jungkook out.

Good days eventually turn sour. The times where it seems like you can go on about your life without thinking about him and what he might be up to quickly change because your mind makes you feel bad about feeling good.

Why did you cut him off knowing his daughter idolizes you like no other? Why did you selfishly decide to block him when you could’ve just talked it out? Why didn’t you stop him that night if you knew things would change between you two? Why did you let him kiss you knowing it was going to hurt in the end?

You know Sunhi’s fourth birthday is coming up. It’s one of those dates you can’t simply forget, it comes naturally to you. You had settled with the idea that you weren’t going to be invited this time around, it would’ve been okay since you think it’s what you deserve anyway. If Jungkook had taken you off the guest list, he was in his total right to do so.

You want to be mad at him right now.

Why would he invite you? Why couldn’t he just leave things the way they were? You wish you were angry, but you’re not. You feel slightly comforted with the fact that he had decided to include you even with everything that went down. In fact, not inviting you would’ve been selfish knowing that Sunhi must want you there.

And if the invitation wasn’t enough of a sign that you should go, two days ago you got an email that the gift you had preordered for Sunhi some time ago was on its way to your place. Just in time for her birthday party.

That’s life for you.

You’re quick to remind yourself of Minji’s last words to you. You’re not obligated to go and if you don’t want to, then you don’t have to. But you’d be lying if you said that because you really want to go, but there’s still some things that are holding you back. Your brain starts breaking down the pros and cons of going.

The pros: You’d get to see Sunhi again, who you missed terribly and a tiny part of you was wishing that she didn’t hate you for suddenly leaving. It’s too much to ask for, but you do hope that Jungkook had come up with something instead of telling her upfront that you had left.

The cons: You’d have to see Jungkook. Having to face the awkwardness of knowing you had blocked his number, prohibiting him from contacting you and discussing what happened like adults would do.

Oh, and you’d see Jiwoo too and pretend like you didn’t have any romantic feelings for her husband.

Whatever decision it is, you’d only have two days to decide.

Jungkook smiled warmly as he looked at Sunhi twirling in her green and purple dress in front of the long length mirror in his bedroom. Ever since he got the garment in the mail, he had to hide it from her curious hands because if it were up to her she’d be wearing it day and night.

‘‘Daddy, I look so cute!’’ Sunhi said with an excited tone, hopping in her place. The tull of her skirt followed her movements, making the glittery details sparkle brightly caused by the natural sunlight slipping through the curtain cracks.

He chuckled, ‘‘You do, Pumpkin, but you need to settle down.’’ Jungkook placed his hands on her tiny shoulders, making his daughter’s bouncing cease. ‘‘You gotta be fully energized for the party, alright?’’ She nodded quickly, but he could still feel the excitement radiate from her.

‘‘Gramma will do my braid, daddy.’’ Sunhi let him know once she noticed her father take a brush in his hand. The little girl much rather have her hair tangled in knots than having him attempt to do any sort of hairstyles on her.

Jungkook pouts, but nods understanding. He’s thankful that his parents had made the trip from Busan this year. He knows his mother knew he would have a hard time setting everything up by himself this time around. His parents would normally miss Sunhi’s parties due to the distance, but he’d make it up to them by visiting the following weekend and doing a smaller gathering at their house instead.

Things feel different. One could say that this time, everything is exactly where it should be. Sunhi’s growing older, his parents are here and not far away like usual, Jiwoo’s no longer in the picture, he’s picking back up the things that used to make him happy. There’s just a missing piece that doesn’t allow him to declare the puzzle’s finished.

And his daughter hasn’t really been helpful in allowing him to forget about it either.

‘‘Daddy, is Auntie Y/N going to come?’’ She asked for what seemed the thousandth time that week alone. The younger girl only wanted to make sure you’re coming even though her father had reassured her that you might be making an appearance.

Jungkook hummed, pursing his lips together, ‘‘Well, I don’t know if Auntie Y/N will manage to catch her flight in time for your party, but hopefully she’ll come,’’ he painfully lied and Sunhi nodded with a pout, she was hoping she’d get a different answer this time around, but still settles with her father’s explanation.

Ever since you left, it had been part of her daily routine to ask about you and your whereabouts. Jungkook hated lying to his daughter, but he knew that even if he were to explain the ending of your friendship, she wouldn’t be able to understand. He had foolishly hoped that after telling her, repeatedly, that you had been out of the country because of your job, Sunhi would get the clue that you showing up at her birthday party was very unlikely.

He can’t blame her because he’s also been hoping that you’ll show up for whatever reason. Jungkook’s aware that Minji had made no promises of you attending, but that little bit of faith he still had, clung onto you tightly.

He’s let go of so many things recently, but he refuses to add you to that painful list.

‘‘I miss Auntie Y/N,’’ Sunhi mumbled to herself, but Jungkook heard her clearly and his heart shattered at the longing in his daughter’s voice.

That’s why he’s relieved that she’s now running around the yard with her friends from the kindergarten she attends, screaming in glee as they all chase each other around the grass. The PinkFong playlist he had put together earlier that week has been a hit with the children, who danced and sang along to the lyrics; although some parents might’ve gotten tired of hearing the infantile music after a while. Jungkook himself is part of the people who much rather listen to something else, but it’s worth it if it means he catches Sunhi humming along to the tunes every once in a while.

Having to entertain the parents has taken his mind off of knowing you’re not there. The party started two hours ago and you’re never late for anything, especially his daughter’s birthday celebrations. He’s settling with the idea that you’re no longer coming while he dabbles in serving food and refilling drinks, all the while having to make conversation with the parents of the invited kids.

He can feel just how bad they feel for him, the word’s gotten around the PTA committee that he’s in the process of divorcing while taking full custody of his daughter.

‘‘Jungkook, how are you doing?’’ One of the invited moms asked him with a tactful tone, accompanied by a gentle smile that made him feel like a child for a mere moment. With a smile that could put anyone’s worries at ease, Jungkook assured her ─and the rest of the worrying mothers─ that he was doing just fine.

It’s Sunhi’s day, it’s her party, a few more hours and you can cry all about it when she’s sleeping, had become his mantra as the party goes on.

‘‘What’s with the long face?’’ His mother suddenly asks him after he finishes placing the candles on Sunhi’s unicorn themed cake.

Jungkook furrows his brows, ‘‘The unicorn’s face looks pretty alright to me,’’ he comments looking at the fondant shaped mythical creature at the top of the cake.

Mrs. Jeon rolls her eyes, shaking her head slightly at his son’s obliviousness, ‘‘I’m talking about your long face. Is everything alright?’’ She asks in genuine concern, making him sigh as he scratches the back of his neck. ‘‘It’s not because of Jiwoo, right?’’ The woman cautiously asks, afraid the mention of her son’s ex partner might be too sensitive.

The news of the divorce had surprised his parents, but they weren’t completely heartbroken about it. They had known her for years, but it had never been a close relationship at that. His mother had made a couple of comments here and there before concerning his ex partner’s behavior, but were always overlooked by Jungkook.

Jungkook’s eyebrows raise in surprise and he quickly shakes his head no, ‘‘I’m fine, mom. I’m just kinda tired.’’

For someone who hates lying, he’s been doing it a lot recently.

His mother doesn’t seem so sure about his answer, but decides not to interrogate him any further since she knows her son has been dealing with too much recently and she didn’t want to add her nagging to the list.

Eventually the party guests all sing happy birthday to Sunhi as she sits behind her cake clapping alongside them, mumbling the famous song as she waits for everyone to finish so she can blow the four candles out and make a wish. She closes her eyes with force, putting her hands together as the guests watch her silently mouth words out.

‘‘What did you wish for, Sunhi?’’ One of the kids excitedly asks her, fingers curling around her arm as he waits for her to answer.

Sunhi hmphs and turns her face away from him, ‘‘If I say it out loud it won’t come true!’’

Jungkook can only hope his daughter had asked for something he’s able to buy. The newest Barbie doll, a trip to the zoo, that pretty tutu she saw at the store. Anything that is at arm’s reach from him to give her. But Jungkook knows his daughter all too well, those things don’t really matter to her right now.

Sunhi’s wish is something he can’t obtain ─ someone that’s no longer a call away from him. His daughter doesn’t know, but he’s wished for the same thing too.

You to come back.

The small pieces of confetti on the ground, paper decorations pasted on the wall and hanging from the ceiling of the house are enough to give away that a party had happened the day before, and that someone had been too tired by the end of it to even attempt to clean up.

Even the thought of having to deal with all of the mess that his living room currently looks like is already making Jungkook regret not accepting his mother’s willingness to help after the party had ended yesterday, assuring her that she had done enough that day and that it was only fair he took care of the cleaning.

Sunhi’s birthday had gone smoothly for the most part.

And as Jungkook scrolls through his phone’s gallery, smiling warmly at the small clips he managed to capture of his gleeful daughter running around the yard with her friends and the multitude of pictures his mother took of her blowing the candles of the cake out, granted, majority of them blurry, he is reminded that, although the party had been a success, the aftermath hadn’t been as pretty.

The party was over when he started hearing the first goodbyes and thankful comments of the parents for inviting them over, wishing Sunhi a final happy birthday before they took their sleepy kids in their arms. He had hoped his daughter would be drained too, despite the amount of sugar she had a few hours before.

‘‘Auntie Y/N didn’t come.’’ Sunhi had stated, a pout on her trembling lips as she looked up at her tired father. ‘‘Why didn’t she come?’’ She asked in genuine curiosity as her eyes started glossing with tears.

Jungkook sighed, ‘‘Pumpkin, I told you she’s not in town. I’m sorry she─’’ It didn’t matter what excuse he had given her, the waterworks had begun. He hadn’t seen his daughter cry like that in a long time and for a moment, he didn’t know what to do to get her to stop.

Even if he tried to coax her with distractions, like the number of gifts she had received from the guests or telling her he’d let her have another slice of cake if she stopped crying. He knew that what his daughter wanted wasn’t toys or food. She wanted you. And as much as Jungkook wants you just as much, he’s lost on ways to make you come back.

Sunhi cried for what seemed like hours, his parents had even tried to cheer the little girl up by promising to take her to their house the very next morning for the rest of the weekend, to which she merely nodded as she fell asleep from exhaustion on her father’s chest.

He envied her as he remained awake for most of the night, tears streaming down his face as guilt ate him away for his daughter’s heartbreak.

It’s his fault after all.

Jungkook isn’t upset you didn’t show up, you didn’t have to. Not even Sunhi could make you come back. Selfishly kissing you that night had changed the course of your relationship forever and that meant that his daughter would have to pay for his wrongdoings.

With the absence of Sunhi, he’s reminded of just how big his house feels when he’s by himself. Ever since Jiwoo moved out, the only company he’s had is that of his daughter and it’s more than enough. With her dancing around the hallways and singing songs to the top of her lungs, Jungkook doesn’t feel as lonely.

He must’ve missed the knocking at the door or the ringing doorbell ─if there even was one─ because of the earphones he had on while he swept the confetti paper scattered on the hardwood floor of his home because by the time he opens his door to get a run around the neighborhood, he notices there’s a gift placed in his front doorstep.

Jungkook’s brows furrow with confusion, unsure of why it was there in the first place. He’s sure Sunhi had opened all of her gifts last night, lazily and not very excited about them after her big cry, but she had made sure to leave them all unwrapped.

The medium-sized box is wrapped with a white and pink polka-dot paper, a cute golden ribbon placed right in the middle of it. Jungkook picks it up, bringing it closer for better inspection. Maybe it was from one of the kids that couldn’t make it? Although, they could’ve just gave it to Sunhi when they saw her at school again.

His eyes widen and his heartbeat races up when he reads the sticker tag with the name of the person responsible for the gift.

‘‘To: Sunhi ♡

From: Auntie Y/N’’

His eyes scan the tag over and over again, just to make sure he’s reading the name correctly. When he manages to take his attention away from it, he looks around the street in hopes that he’d find you.

How long has this been out here? Could he have caught a glimpse of you had he been less distracted?

Although it feels wrong to open his daughter’s gift without her consent, he feels the urgent need to peek at what’s inside. His mind even tries to reason with himself, telling him it’s probably only a doll or a clothing item, like the other gifts Sunhi had received from the birthday guests yesterday.

With a click of his tongue, he forgoes doing the right thing and tells himself that he’ll just wrap the gift again before Sunhi comes back from his parent’s house.

The cute wrapping paper is thrown over his shoulder carelessly as he quickly unveils a white cardboard box, tilting his head slightly at what could possibly be inside. When he takes the top off, a soft gasp escapes his lips.

A pink and white digital camera aimed for children lies inside, there’s decorative paper placed around it and a note inside. Jungkook swallows the lump in his throat, taking it delicately in his hand as he reads the words written in the familiar handwriting that hasn’t changed from all those years back in college.

‘‘Happy 4th birthday, Sunhi! Since you’re growing older, I wanted to gift you something different this year around. Your daddy loves taking videos and I thought you should start doing it too, maybe he’ll pick his camera back up again haha. I’m sorry I couldn’t be there to see you blow your candles out, I hope all your wishes come true! I love you and miss you so much,

-Auntie Y/N’’

Jungkook blinks back the tears that had formed in the corners of his eyes. He places the note back inside the box and breathes in deeply, exhaling slowly as he stares at the gift. No one but you could come up with an idea like this. It hurts him, but he smiles slightly at your thoughtfulness.

A different feeling arises inside him as he holds the gift in his hand, looking at it like this is the sign he had been sent from above. The last thread of his string of faith. He doesn’t even think twice, placing the gift gently inside and rushing to step outside to close the door.

He’ll go on that run, just not around his neighborhood.

As he runs past rows of houses and stores, the voice inside his head tries to tell him that he should think rationally. There’s a reason why you didn’t show up yesterday and another for you dropping the gift in front of his house without a sound. You don’t want to see him and yet he’s running straight towards you even if he knows this is hopeless.

He manages to shut that voice off as he maintains his rapid pace, rushing past the rows of buildings he’s familiar with and the street names he’s memorized by now. It all feels so different when he’s not behind the wheel, he usually always has to depend on his GPS to help him reach places. Your address, though, is one he proudly knows by heart.

As Jungkook stands outside your apartment building, he stares at it with the sound of his heart drumming inside his ears. Catching his breath, he’s reminded of the many times these past few months he’s been here, with Sunhi fast asleep in her car seat at the back.

He always pictured going up, knocking at your door, and begging for forgiveness, all for you to turn him down in the end with a gut-wrenching I don’t want you in my life anymore and a door closing on his face. That’s why he always drove away, deciding that uncertainty is better than hearing you reject him.

This time, though, nervous and unsure as he usually is when he comes here, Jungkook breathes in deep and ignores the familiar knot formed inside his stomach.

He decides that uncertainty isn’t a feeling he wishes upon you.

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stardustincarnate · 4 years ago

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DANCING IN THE DARK // Light Yagami x Reader

word count : 4992 genre : fluff, crack summary : it’s your birthday, and the yagami siblings have prepared some tricks up their sleeve.

a/n : made this for my birthday last year because why shouldn’t i and honestly light is my comfort character. also i keep on saying this but the internet needs more light fluff fics :) and for anyone reading this on their birthday, may you have a wonderful day! <333

"Happy birthday [Y/N]! Thanks for inviting us!"

"Oh Sayu, behave yourself!" Sachiko scolded her daughter who was running in circles around you before hugging you. You shook your head, implying that it's alright. You were close with her anyway. "Happy birthday [Y/N]. We hope you'll like these small presents we got you."

"Thank you! But you shouldn't have.. Really." You blushed. They only clicked their tongues friskily. "Hah! Though that's nothing compared to what Light got you!"

"Oh, where are your parents dear?"

"They're in the kitchen preparing and.. stuffs. Come on in you two before it starts—" You barely even summoned the rain, but there it went, an immediate, hostile rain invaded the city just as you had expected. They quickly stepped inside and before closing the door, you checked it there was anyone—someone in particular— who'd come running to your doorstep. But there wasn't.

"Mr. Yagami's still at work?" Sachiko nodded. "He'd be here by dinner time. I told him to go straight here."

"I understand." You replied meekly and shifted your gaze to the window. "How about Light? Where is he? Is he coming?"

"Of course dear! Why even ask? That boy wouldn't miss it for the world. He should be here in some minutes. He said he was gonna pass somewhere before heading here."

Before you could reply, as if summoned at the mention of his name, came Light casually barging in the front door. You thought he looked more like a thief rather than a prince coming to see his damsel who's not really in distress.

A thief drenched in the rain, that is, holding a bouquet of roses and nicely wrapped boxes of different sizes. He sure got you a lot of presents.

"Light! What did I tell you about bringing a raincoat?" Sayu huffed.

"Haha I said I'd be quick though— and it's fine.. Hello there [Y/N]. Good evening." He ran to you, handing you the presents and bouquet before hugging you tightly, the rainwater on his clothes permeating on yours. Of course you couldn't properly hug him back since your hands were occupied. You merely gave his cheek a peck and he whispered, "Happy birthday [Y/N]," before pulling away with a grin.

"Thank you Light! Although I really appreciate your gifts, what I don't is this." You pointed to your clothes with your lips, looking at them. His grin widened. He anticipated this to happen. "You are soaking wet."

"Yeah. I'll go change clothes. Be right back!"

"It's raining cats and dogs! You're gonna get even more drenched!"

"I already am so that won't matter when I enter the house."

You watched the siblings continue to quarrel. You sighed fondly and handed Light an umbrella. "There ya go. Though you really should've brought an umbrella or raincoat first."

"I'm sorry then, Ma'am." He chuckled. "You should go and change too." And with that, he headed back to his house, three blocks away from yours. Sayu snorted. "I thought he was incapable of being a dummy. Guess that can't be helped."

"I heard that!"

You giggled and put down the presents before going upstairs to change clothes.

Surprisingly when you went down he was already there. Guess you took too long to change. He seemed to be having that kind of conversation with your father. On the other hand, your moms were talking and laughing to themselves. You had no plan of interrupting either of their conversations so you went to Sayu who was idly playing with her hair, sitting on the carpet. As expected, she was full of topics—mostly just about girly stuffs which you didn't really mind— especially her continuously fangirling to that TV actor, Hideki Ryuga. And, well, you actually were too. It wouldn't kill you to fangirl sometimes, right? It went on like that for about some minutes.

A hand being suddenly placed on your shoulder was enough to startle you. You turned around, gazing up to see Light whose brow was raised.

"Oi oi Sayu. Don't brainwash her into joining you and your addiction to that TV star."

"I'm not brainwashing her! I mean, who wouldn't fall for Hideki Ryuga? Right [Y/N]?" She squealed.

"Precisely!" You winked. Light heaved a sigh dramatically as he sat beside you. "Psh. I am more handsome than him, and [Y/N] can attest to that."

"Who says I can?"

"I— whatever. Can't believe you'd choose that actor over me." He huffed and looked at you with disdain.

"Of course I will! Any girl will dump her boyfriend for Ryuga—"

"Hmm. Are you really older now? Or just a thirteen-year-old trapped in that body?"

"Hey! What makes you say that?"

"Nevermind me. Go and join Sayu in her silly fangirling and keep your childish mode activated." He rolled his eyes and was about to stand up, but you clung to his arm and began to act like a cat by playfully rubbing your head against his cheek— which was odd to say the least. He gave you a dubious and irritated glance.

"Oh! Is my Light jelly? My my, you look like a girl on her period, which is kinda adorable."

"Cut it out! Do you mean to say, you on your period?"

You slapped his arm. "I don't act like that during my red days! I certainly don't!"

"Oh yeah because you act way worse than that."

"Augh. You're just jealous! Come onn saaay it! My babyboy is jelly~"

"Good Lord, would you mind cutting it out? If admitting it is gonna make you stop then yes, I am jealous."

He was internally dead. Seeing his reaction made you laugh maniacally (c̶o̶u̶g̶h̶s̶ ̶k̶i̶r̶a̶ ̶l̶a̶u̶g̶h̶), even getting your parents' attentions.

"Talk about being childish, hah! Babyboy got jealous over an actor~ Ah, you are so adorable that I might even squeeze you to death!"

"Shut up. You're no fun."

"Oh, but you're enjoying this, aren't you babyboy?"

"One more of that ridiculous nickname and I swear I'll kill you."

"BABYBOOOOY~~"

"Shut up, or I'll shut you up!"

"I dare you babyboy!"

He looked severely annoyed when he glared at you and leaned his face closer to yours. He looked like he was going to eat your face rather than kiss you, but then—

"EHEM!"

There went Sayu, whose presence was completely forgotten by the both of you.

"Oh. Would you mind leaving us alone? We need privacy. Kids aren't supposed to see what's next."

"No way! You're taking her all to yourself Light! That's no fair."

"Fair enough since I'm her boyfriend."

"And I'm her bestfriend?!?! You're just her boyfriend. Bestfriends come first before boyfriends!"

Sayu rebuked, clinging to your other arm and pulling you away from Light. He had no rebuttals and only clung to your other arm, keeping you away from Sayu who was also determined to get you away from him. You already knew where this was going.

'Good Lord' you mentally sighed. And yup, there they went, playing tug of war, with you as the rope.

"I came first, so get your ass away from us, Light!"

"You get your ass away from us!"

"No you!"

"HOW ABOUT YOU TWO STICK YOUR DAMN ASSES TOGETHER AND GET THEM AWAY FROM ME?? For the love of heaven, stop!"

"..Err...Sorry." The two Yagamis murmured and let go of you. You three soon heard a chuckle coming from behind. It was your mom.

"While you guys wait for the food, why don't you try out the karaoke? I'm sure you are great singers. Hmm my [Y/N] may be an exception though."

You whined at your mom's comment. You stood up and Light grabbed your arm before Sayu could, giving her a sharp glare. "She's gonna stay with me, got it?"

"Hmph. Fine then. Enjoy it while it lasts, big brother."

She pointed her fingers from her eyes to his before playfully winking at you. You grinned and shook your head as you made your way to the sofa. You had no idea that their exchanged glares had a double meaning to it.

After they finished picking song numbers and it was your turn, Light secretly handed Sayu two eggs, telling her to be careful in handling those.

Yup, he had five eggs—no not including his own and certainly NOT the number of his own—hidden inside his jacket's pockets the whole time.

You three had made it clear that you were the first one to sing even though you were all fully aware that you suck at that. They innocently looked at you when you glanced at them. You eventually entered the numbers and just as you were about to murder your first notes you heard a loud CRACK! You thought something fell somewhere in the kitchen, but then the second CRACK! came. It felt like something fell on top of your head. And you were right.

But you were already too late when you saw egg shells falling down your hair. And they weren't the only thing—

"What in the nine circles of hell is this?! Oi—" CRACK! CRACK! and CRACK!

The last one missed but by the time you were already a mixture of skin and eggs. The worst part was that one yolk was dripping on the right side of your face, and your mouth was opened due to shock at the same time so some of it got inside your mouth. You absolutely hated the smell and worse— you were sticky! You looked at the siblings who then burst out laughing. The adults were too.

"Now that's what I wanna have for breakfast." Light quipped.

"SHUDDAP! Were you guys all on this?!"

They didn't respond. You walked towards the siblings who were now slowly backing away. You scowled and raised your hands, about to touch them, but they scurried away, with Sayu using her brother as a shield.

"I am so gonna get you two! Sayu, why must you betray me?"

"It was Light's idea!"

"Hey no—" The three of you continuously ran in circles in the living room, with them (mostly just Sayu) screeching and frantically flailing every now and then the closer you got.

They were terrified of the egg monster that you were.

"Don't be mad [Y/N]. Did you know that eggs will do wonders for your hair? At least you don't need to go to the salon now."

"I know but it wasn't only my hair! I am so gonna get you, Light, you little ass!"

"Welp there you go [Y/N]! He's all yours!"

Sayu halted and tripped not only her brother but you too since you were accelerating too fast. Light fell on his chest, and you fell on his back, the gooey substance dropping to his jacket. And to make it worse, you nuzzled his hair with your yolk-covered one. He squirmed, panted, and whined ridiculously.

When he regained his strength he immediately wiggled you away from him. He stood up and removed his jacket, but the smell still lingered since his hair and nape were also covered with yolks and egg whites.

"This wasn't part of the plan.. Sayu..."

"Hehehe."

You dramatically threw your hands up and wheezed to get their attention.

"This is very unfair. I just changed clothes and now I definitely need to take a shower to get rid of this yucky smell."

"I may have to as well."

"Are you implying that we'll shower together?"

"Of course not! Unless you want to— but on second thought, no way! I'll go back home and return—"

"Nope, you're not going anywhere. I had it worse than you! You can easily wipe it away."

"But the smell—"

"You'll have to live with that until the party's over, mister."

You glared at him and walked upstairs to straight-up take a shower that took about thirty minutes. Even though you used as many shampoos as you could, there was still a slight smell left. You honestly weren't anticipating that.

As you languidly made your way downstairs you heard the clicking of metals, indicating that they had already started eating without you, the fucking birthday girl. Mr. Yagami had also arrived. Guess you really took too long and missed some tea— if there ever was.

Light glanced at you and gave a smile of mischief. You raised your middle finger but quickly hid it when your mom glanced your way.

No other choice but to sit beside your stinking boyfriend since it was the only vacant seat left. And you couldn't help but laugh when you saw the egg remains there.

"Let's properly start dinner then." Your dad announced. "Huh? I thought you guys had already started."

"We did. But it wasn't official. Of course we won't officially start without the birthday princess~"

"What difference does it make? And really, dad?"

After the prayer you eventually started eating. Just looking at the food already made you feel full and you were sure that you'd soon look like a pregnant woman after eating all those. Of course, there also had to be some entertainment otherwise it wouldn't be a normal dinner for you.

"Few visitors, huh?" Light elbowed you. "Obviously."

"Why didn't you invite the other neighbors?"

"Do I look like I'm close with those vivacious people?"

"Of course not." His grin somehow irritated you. He's doing this on purpose.

You puffed your cheeks. It was true though— you only had limited visitors this year, specifically the Yagami household. Let's just say that they're the only benevolent family in the neighborhood. You weren't really acquainted or interested in befriending your other neighbors and their kids since first of all, they're literally kids. And even though some of them were at the same age as you and Light, you couldn't really vibe with them. You had lots of friends though, but their houses were too far from yours. You could've had invited them too but it was raining cats and dogs. They might get stranded and you weren't really a fan of sleepovers. They did greet you via text earlier. Although, it was still rather saddening.

Both your parents shifted the topic to your university lives, the rankings and all that stuffs, including reminiscing old times, but they weren't comparing. It was all good to them.

"As expected! Your son is number one as always." Your mom smiled to Sachiko. Your dad then butted in, "Oho, I heard [Y/N] once swearing to beat him. Would you let that happen Light?"

"No way." He chuckled. You shook your head. "Watch me do it."

"I've been doing that for years."

"Tch. I was always first but then you stole the spotlight. Be thankful I don't hold a grudge on you." You jested. Him and your parents chuckled in unison.

"The spotlight isn't the only thing I stole from you though."

"Wow, you are capable of being cheesy too?" You coughed to apparently hide your smile and avoided your parents' sly looks. "Yes yes, you stole my heart too Mr. Know-It-All. You were supposed to be my rival but you cursed me."

"Did not. My charms were only being effective."

"Tsk."

"Wow, you two might be the smartest couple I've ever seen! But you know my teacher once told me if two smart people were to collide then it'd be chaotic." Sayu butted in.

"Why is that?"

"Because they'd keep on contradicting each other with their own beliefs and when they get into arguments it'd be super long but very logical. She also said it's not good because there's no contrast between them. They're already perfect and too much perfection isn't good."

They may be some truth to what she said. You and Light exchanged glances, mentally communicating.

"There's a bit of rivalry. Sometimes. And it's rather fun." He replied. You nodded in agreement. "Besides, we're not entirely perfect. Look at your brother, he's very meticulous in mapping out scenarios and good at speculating probabilities. He's the school prodigy. But that school prodigy has a secret. Wanna know what? He dances like a withered vegetable being shaken up in someone's hands." You, except for him, all giggled. But he had a comeback of course.

"I can dance, excuse me. Hiphop just isn't my style. And you know what? Not only does [Y/N] destroy a song's purity, she can never be a match for any sports for me."

You harshly stepped on his foot, earning a loud groan from him.

Dinner went smoothly. You felt like you didn't need to eat for at least three days, however there were still some desserts to eat. The conversation regarding each families' personal matters continued with you being quite invested in it. Then eventually, the 'most' awaited part arrived—they actually saved it for last—wherein they sang you a happy birthday as you made your wish. Who knows what it was? Only you know the answer to that. You blew your candle and they clapped happily. It made you feel like a kid but it was fun. And then you continued to eat. Cake, ice cream—and there were a lot more. For some reason you also requested a bag of potato chips.

And you already felt bad for the horrors your toilet was about to see.

It was the karaoke's time to steal the spotlight, again. You only watched them sing, although a bit out of tune they were clearer better than you completely murdering those notes. You tried ushering Light to sing but he irritatedly responded a no to you for the nth time. There were only two times you heard his singing voice— and damn, he really is a talented man. But it wasn't exactly his main forte so he refused to do it again.

"Let's get drunk too!" You jested, looking at your parents who were now acting like drunk and cheesy teenagers. Welp they had some drinks.

"[Y/N], you know I don't drink." Light shook his head and sighed, sensing an incoming annoyance at the way you were acting.

"Oh? If that's the case then mind you explaining to me why you're still alive because-not-drinking-would-lead-to-dehydration-which-apparently-leads-to-your-death-if-not—"

"You know that's not what—"

"Let's get high on caffeeeeeine insteaaad!! One cup of bullshit and the other crappuccino!"

Your parents glared at you. Your boyfriend was beginning to get highly concerned. "Why is she like this?"

"Perhaps too much coffee is really unhealthy, that's why, son."

"Whaddaya mean coffee? She didn't even drink any! All she drank was milk! Eight glasses every other day! Blame the milk!"

'What did I do to deserve this?'

He thought, and there you went again with your maniacal laughter. If Light and you hadn't known each other he'd definitely think you're a complete psychopath.

"Oh dear! Did I just say that? God, why did I do that? Liiiiiight..." You shook him. "If I ever start acting like that again please stop me."

"You are acting lke that right now. That's not cute. You're not even drunk."

"Quit being a killjoy, I'm enjoying my 'drunk' state. This is an experiment."

"What the hell? You are sober yet you're doing things worse than people who aren't do."

"But it's honestly fun."

"I can't blame you for being so irritatingly childish since it's your birthday, but it's time to stop that. Stop it. Get some help."

"Stop me then. You're the good guy here."

"How can I stop someone so crazy?"

"They say a kiss on the forehead can stop someone doing crazy stuffs.."

"You're only making that up."

"So what if I am? I speak facts. So, go on, please."

He pressed his lips together and thought about it. It was barely visible but you were sure that he's blushing.

"HAHAHAHA! I forgot my babyboy can't kiss without feeling so yucky about it."

"Hush."

"Psh, don't bite on me mate! I'll do the honor then." You were already kissing his forehead the moment he thought about running away. You weren't able to hold back a smirk as you did. He was grimacing the whole time, but he was actually enjoying it. But of course, he'd never let it show.

To 'annoy' him more, you butterfly pecked your way to the tip of his nose. You pulled back at least an inch or two from his face. And to your surprise, he pecked your lips.

It was so light that you thought it felt like hair on your skin. Thankfully your parents and Sayu—or maybe not Sayu—were too busy to give a damn about it.

You wordlessly sank back, face the reddest it could ever get.

"You stay still now."

"Heh... How about one mor—"

"Absolutely not. That's a kiss worth for three months. We had a deal back then, didn't we?"

"I'm starting to regret that deal."

"It was your idea."

"Let's disregard that deal."

"Nope. I gave my word. You did too."

"Oh come on!"

"'Kissing is a waste of time,' you say."

"I take it back!"

"You don't." He chuckled. You elbowed him and groaned.

You then were idly eating more of the chips as you watched your parents dance shamelessly. They began to coax you and Light to do the same because it was your special day after all. You and Light had different opinions about it. And, he was in.

"Why not? Afraid of your true skills being exposed?"

"Why should I be afraid to expose talent? Heck it's just not my liking. Besides, didn't we already dance?"

"Yeah but that was last year on your 18th birthday. You danced with other guys too. So maybe, maybe— just maybe, I only want to solo you right now."

"Wha— pfahahahaha! Did you just say that? Say that again!"

"Ah? No. Nevermind. Forget it."

"Awe sorry. It's just rare to see that side of yours. Hmm, how can I refuse now?" You pressed your lips in order not to laugh at the way he looked, as if he was regretting everything he did in his life. You stood up and offered him your hand, in which he refused to accept since it was his job to do in the first place.

"Oh! But I don't wanna dance here. Let's go to my room. I have an idea." He merely nodded. "Mom, dad, we're just going to go upstairs! In case you'll wonder why we suddenly disappeared."

"Can I come with you? I don't really want to dance or sing with them." Sayu jumped at you. You shook your head and Light spoke on your behalf. "Kids aren't allowed. Let us have our privacy this time."

"—Sorry but he's right. I do have some games you can play for you to pass the time. Or books, over there if that piques your interest. Don't worry, we'll be back quick to make sure you won't be lonely."

"Alright! Thank you!"

"Ah but why not join us here?" Your mom frowned.

"We have some business to do in my room—" That came out vague, but it was too late. Your mildly drunk dad had already replied, "Don't forget the protection, okay?" Leaving you, Light, his parents, and your mom to have that 'What the fuck?' look on your faces.

You two raced to your room nonetheless, quickly locking it. He was surprised to see how much of a mess it was. Mostly just the bed and the heap of completely random things on top of your cabinet. If he's a neat genius, you're the untidy one.

"Do you ever seriously clean?"

"Why clean it when it'll just eventually turn into a mess again? I can work perfectly fine in this state."

He shook his head and picked up a pillow and the bedsheet lying on the floor, but you stopped him before he could lay his hands on your one-hell-of-a-mess bed.

If you two ever do get married someday, the marriage would certainly include a lot of chaotic things and arguments about the chaos you've bestowed upon your damned house.

"I didn't bring you here to be my personal cleaner. Stop that."

"I'm actually doing you a favor???"

"We have other business. Cleaning is uninteresting. As your girlfriend, it's my duty to stop you investing yourself in such a boring activity."

"You're not really much of a good influence, are you? Fine. But I'm gonna do it once we finish anyway."

You snorted and opened the curtains to add a slightly relaxing view to the scene.

The rain hadn't stopped, still hostile and loud. You were lucky your room had a nice view of the streetlight. Though it would've looked better at dusk— more romantic to a lovers' liking when they dance as the sun sets, coating the sky in a mixture of lively, serene colors, with the streetlight slowly coming to life and they wouldn't realize it because they're lost in their own world.

You smiled at the thought. You wanted to do that with Light even though you knew you would never say it out loud— or who knows?

While your boyfriend was looking at the window, you turned on your lamp and the purple LED lights you had hanging on the walls and turned off the ceiling light. The room was then turned to a dull purple one. But it looked better than before—if you were to ignore the tangled mess on your bed of course, in which case was thankfully barely visible now— and at least to set a specific mood.

"Outdoing ourselves, aren't we?"

"Yes, well.. doesn't it look more.. romantiiiiiic to you?"

"Maybe. All that's missing now is the music. And maybe roses too, hmm? But it's alright. I have the prettiest rose here already."

"Oh my God. Are you really Light Yagami, or just a spirit who had taken over?"

"Shut up. I thought the word romantic was never in your dictionary."

"Ah, but I have a lot of words in my dictionary, so you'll never know, my dear." You winked and took one rose out of the bouquet he had given you. You handed it to him. "There goes your rose."

He cringed, but he was smiling too. He tucked your hair behind your ears and placed the rose on top of it. Now all that was left to do was to play the music.

"Hey Light. We're gonna regret being this overly romantic one day, aren't we?"

"Probably. And all that cheesy stuff. But who knows? We may or may not end up like our parents and continue whatever this saga is."

"Yep. But I also think we'd regret it more if we don't grab the chance to do it."

"Well said, [Y/N]."

You grinned and went on to play the music on your vintage gramophone. Needless to say you were quite the quaint one. And Light knew well of this.

"Shall I have this dance, my lady?"

"Why, I thought you'd never ask."

You hid a smile as well as he. You loosely wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands were on your waist and you two slow danced, the rest of the world falling away. You thought whenever someone would say it, they're just exaggerating. But you were wrong. It really did feel like it that it might have been the closest to heaven you'd get.

Wise men say

Only fools rush in

But I can't help falling in love with you...

His eyes were locked on yours. This time, he wasn't holding back anymore. He was feeling the moment just as you were. And who cares if your movements weren't completely in sync with the music that was barely audible due to the rain?

Shall I stay?

Would it be a sin?

If I can't help falling in love with you...

The smile you were hiding broke out when he pulled you closer. It was definitely a rare event so you had to savor it. Slow dancing in the dark, just like old lovers.

Like a river flows

Surely to the sea

Darling, so it goes

Some things are meant to be...

You might've had already ran out of steps halfway to the song. You two stood still, bodies pressed with you looking up at him. He rested his forehead against yours. Your faces were so close that you swore you could already feel his lips against yours.

Take my hand

Take my whole life too

For I can't help falling in love with you...

And at that moment you really felt that you wanted him to take your whole life. You couldn't dream a world without your Light anymore.

To your surprise, he cupped your face and kissed your forehead, his lips lingering there for a while as your bodies merely swayed to the rhythm of the song.

You love this man. He's not entirely perfect, but he's the best for you. He's your match. He's your lover. He's your rival. You were his, too.

"Psst, Light. I love you.." You whispered, pecking his cheek.

He stared at you with amusement, his adorable smile growing wider.

"I love you too."

"Even if you smell like shit right now..."

"You too. But did I complain?"

"Oh shush." You laughed. His arms tightly embraced you, and you rested your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes and smiling to yourself as you two continued to lightly sway your bodies. He as well closed his eyes, leaning his cheeks against your head.

He considered this moment to be one of the bests where he's genuinely happy.

And outside, unbeknownst to you, stood a lonesome fellow under the streetlamp, drenched in the rain, a wistful smile on their face as they looked up to witness a moment like that from you two, wishing that one day they'll get to do that with someone too.

#light x reader #light yagami x reader #death note x reader #death note x you #light yagami x you #death note imagines #death note fluff #character x you #my comfort fic lol #sayu yagami

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AF2 Common 12/6: Luca’s Birthday

Another year is nearing its end. “That day” is just around the corner…

~*Scene: Hallway*~

Debito: Bambina, do you know what day it is tomorrow?

Felicita: Yeah…it’s Luca’s birthday

Luca: Ahh…Ojou-sama, you remembered

Pace: You’re so loved, Luca-chan!

Luca: Yes. I’m so glad. I’m really happy to have lived this long…

Felicita: Luca…you’re being overdramatic

Debito: Oh, you knew. I thought Luca would have been all “my birthday isn’t that important…” and never told you

Luca: I’ve lived with her for 13 years. It would be weird if she didn’t know. We’ve celebrated it every year

Debito: Now you’re bragging?

Pace: You shouldn’t do that!

Luca: Ehem. In any case, I’m not that secretive

Pace: Really? You look like you hide a ton of things under that hat

Luca: My hat…? How could I hide things under it?

Debito: Well, Luca-chan being weird is normal. So we can just go all out

Pace: Oh? Should we shoot some fireworks?

Luca: Are you two planning something?

Debito: You’ll see tomorrow

Felicita: Debito…?

~*Scene: Hallway*~

Felicita: [The next day, Debito told me to come to the dining room]

Felicita: (I hear a weird sound whenever I get close to the dining room…I wonder what it is—)

(*splat)

Felicita: That sound again…

~*Scene: Dining Room*~

Pace: Ojou! You’re here

Debito: Oh, right on time

Felicita: On time…?

Martha: Here they are. Okay don’t just stand there, let’s line them up on the table

Luca: Yes, let’s. Especially you, Pace. This was your idea, so get to work

Debito: You’re working hard even though it’s your birthday. I’ve never heard of a guy who would make himself dolce

Luca: Isn’t that because I’m the only who knows how to make them

Felicita: There’s so many limone pies…are you eating all of them?

Pace: Of course not! We couldn’t eat this many

Debito: Not very believable coming from the person who usually orders 20 or 30 servings

Pace: Not true, I know my limits. 20 servings is just right for me!

Felicita: I don’t think normal people eat that much…

Luca: Actually, these giant limone pies aren’t for eating—

(*smirk)

Pace: Yeah, not for eating…they’re for this! Hiyah!!

Felicita: Huh…?

Luca: Ojou-sama, watch out!

(*step) Debito: Hya!

(*throw)

Luca: Wha!? Bwah…

(*splat) (*collapse)

Debito: Pace…you almost hit Bambina

Debito: Are you okay? Oh, you got some cream on you there

Debito: Should I clean it off for you?

(*blush) Felicita: N-no!

Pace: Come on Debito, more! I get wanting to shield Ojou though

Felicita: !

Pace: Ehehe, ‘cause I feel the same! So Ojou, catch this!!

Felicita: Pace!?

(*dash) Luca: No you will not! Now it’s my turn!

(*catch)

Pace: Uwa, not good!

(*throw) (*splat)

Debito: Ah Pace, minus 1 for you

Luca: *sigh*…that was close. You can’t aim at Ojou-sama while I’m down!

Debito: There’s no rule against it. Since Bambina’s here, that means she’s playing too

Luca: Please don’t get Ojou-sama involved in such a dangerous game

Pace: Oh? Did it fall off already? That white beard looked good on you, Luca

Debito: You’re right, it was all white and fluffy. Should we give you another one? A man in his thirties has to at least have a beard

Luca: No thank you! And a white beard is for the elderly, not someone in their thirties!

Pace: There’s old men with beards that aren’t white too these days

Luca: That’s not the point…

Debito: Sure you want to keep talking?

Luca: If it’s what you want, then I won’t hold back!!

Debito: Get him, Pace!!

Pace: Okaaay!

Luca: I’ll throw from here next then! Hyah!

Debito: Oh that’s you’re plan! Take this!

Pace: Hiyah!!

(*splat splat)

Luca: Bweh… why are you two a team! That’s against the rules!

Debito: Never heard of that rule, have you, Pace?

Pace: Nope, haven’t

Luca: Debito, Pace…

Luca: …Pace, if you team up with me I’ll make you a turkey feast for lunch tomorrow!

Pace: Say that again!

Luca: And I’ll throw in a nice, fluffy panettone too! (TN: a kind of sweet bread)

Pace: Deal!!!

Debito: You’re betraying me!

Pace: I just act on instinct! Hiyaah!

Martha: Goodness, those three always act like children no matter how old they get. Ojou-sama is much more of an adult

Martha: But fun times do go by too quickly. So it’s best to enjoy yourself when you can

Felicita: Yeah, you’re right. Martha, I’ll join in too…!

(*running)

Martha: Go and get them!

~*Scene: Dining Room*~

Felicita: So tired…

Luca: I really didn’t think you would join in, Ojou-sama

Pace: It’s fun when Ojou joins!

Debito: If the Maid Triad doesn’t come soon, I’ll want us to take a bath too…

Pace: Yup!

Luca: That will not happen!

Felicita: …

Felicita: Do you always celebrate like this?

Luca: No, the three of us didn’t start celebrating together until recently

Pace: Yeah. Since you were living with Ojou and Mama, we weren’t together as often as we are now

>It seems like you’d do more than just celebrate for Debito

(+20 Amore Debito)

>Would you eat a lot for your birthday, Pace?

(+20 Amore Pace)

>That must have been hard, Luca…

(+20 Amore Luca)

Debito: Are you interested in my birthday, Bambina?

(*smirk) Debito: I’ll tell you all about it if you come visit me on my birthday

Debito: But you have to come alone, okay?

Pace: Hey Debito, no keeping her to yourself!

Luca: Agreed! I will not allow you and Ojou-sama to be alone together!

Debito: Shut up, third wheelers…

Pace: The lasagna party we had was the best so far. It was so fun!

Debito: I think you were the only one who had fun

Pace: We celebrated my birthday last year with a table full of lasagna. Being surrounded by lasagna was so great…

Pace: I’m happy just remembering it!!

Luca: Making all those was definitely not fun though

Luca: I was making one lasagna after another…I’m going to try just thinking about it

Luca: We don’t actually throw a big celebration every year

Luca: I think we did a “limone fight” last year, and a “zuccotto fight” the year before that?

Pace: It feels good to throw things, doesn’t it? And it’s your birthday, so we have to do something memorable

Debito: The weirder it is, the more memorable, right?

Luca: You’re saying that now, but we only do it because you two want to fool around!

Debito/Pace: Yup

Luca: Seriously…it’s starting to become a tradition for me to make sweets for myself

Luca: But I’m happy that you two want to celebrate with me

Debito: But the reason we make such a big deal about it is because of her, right?

Pace: The governor of Nordia, Agata! Right?

Felicita: Nordia…Agata…

Luca: Yes. I don’t believe you’ve met her, Ojou-sama. But she’s a very wise and strong woman

Pace: Yup, very strong. Even I’d lose to her if I’m not careful

Debito: Yeah. Agata’s whip deals quite a bit of damage

Felicita: Wh-whip!? …She sounds like quite something

Luca: She’s strict when it comes to discipline and manners, but she know how to have fun too

Pace: If she heard about our limone pie fight, I’m sure Agata would want to join in too

Felicita: She would?

Debito: She revived her domain by sponsoring a festival or something actually

Debito: We wouldn’t make this much of a fuss if she hadn’t stuck her nose in

Felicita: Amazing… So she’s both proactive and fun-living…

Luca: You might get to meet her if you get the chance

Felicita: Yeah

Pace: But anyway, that limone pie fight was so fun! I can’t believe I hit Luca right in the face!

Debito: I wish I could have seen you with that beard a little more

Luca: Once is enough, thank you! And you kept aiming at my face after that…

(*smile) Felicita: *laugh*

Luca: Ojou-sama…?

Pace: Haha Luca-chan. Ojou’s laughing at you

Debito: It’s because your beard was so funny. We really should hit him with a pie again

Luca: No thank you! And that’s not why you’re laughing anyway, right Ojou-sama?

Felicita: I want to do this next year too. The four of us together…

Luca: Ojou-sama…. Yes, of course. All four of us

Pace: My birthday’s next, so let’s have a lasagna fight! Ah, that’s be a waste though…

(*smirk) Debito: I’ll pass on anything loud. So let’s make it just the two of us instead

Debito: For Bambina, I’ll make it a night you won’t forget

Luca: We’ll have neither! Next time we’ll celebrate our birthdays by eating sweets in a normal way

Debito/Pace: No thanks

Luca: What! Why!?

Felicita: *smile*

~*Scene: Dining Room*~

Pace: Today we’re celebrating Luca-chan’s birthday. The most understanding and considerate man in the family, and Ojou-s attendant

Pace: Luca, happy birthday!!

Debito: Yeah I’ll say it. Happy birthday

Felicita: Happy birthday, Luca

Luca: Debito, Pace…Ojou-sama. Thank you so much!

Debito: Don’t cry, Luca. Seriously, how are you a Regalo man?

Pace: Ehehe, you’re such a crybaby Luca-chan. I’m still happy though

Luca: I am not crying. It’s just so surprising

Luca: …Nevermind. I’m happy. Thank you

Felicita: Luca…

Debito: Pace, anything else?

Pace: Oh right! Ehem, okay everyone, get your glasses ready!

Pace: May our bonds with Luca-chan be eternal—

Pace/Debito/Felicita: Salute!

Luca: Salute!

~*End of Scene*~

(Continue to Debito Chapter 1)

(Continue to Common Event Lesson 2 (Pace Route))

(Continue to Luca Chapter 2)

(Back to Directory)

#common route #arcana famiglia #arcana famiglia 2 #december 6 #solar translations #psp game #translation #releases #pie fight pie fight

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justice4harwin · 4 years ago

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All Too Well

Summary: Johnny Lawrence was a troubled guy, very few people could get him to let his guard down.

Series if one shots telling the story of the one girl who made him happy.

Part 1: Johnny takes Noelia home to meet his mom.

Late April/Early May 1983

Johnny would never admit it out loud, but he was nervous the first time he bought Noelia home to meet his mom. He had picked her up from home, since she still didn’t have a license and her parents needed the car to go to work anyways, and kept his eyes on the road for most of the trip.

He should've said something. Like how pretty she looked in her pale pink dress, or how nice her hair looked that day (not that it ever looked anything but). Instead, all he managed was a curt “Hey” and he pressed on the gas immediately, not even giving her time to put on her seatbelt.

She had an attractive lemon pie in her lap, zealously cradled in her hands. It looked good. It looked so damn good, but he couldn’t bring himself to open his mouth, afraid that his voice would shake.

“Do you mind if I switch stations?” she asked, to which he shrugged, and didn’t even complain when that pop shit began to stink his car. He made a face though, and she giggled. He cracked a small smile of his own, and the tension seemed to ease.

When they pulled up to his house, she paled, eyeing the place up and down.

“Uh,...wow.” she mumbled, so soft he almost didn’t catch it. She began to fidget in her seat. “Nice place.”

“Thanks.” he replied, lamely.

They sat in silence for a few minutes, neither really knowing how to proceed. He knew he should get out of the car, open the door for her and hold the pie so she could get out, but it was like his ass was glued to the leather seat, as if Duth had finally taken revenge from the time he and Jimmy made him get stuck to his bike seat.

“Johnny, are you sure this is a good idea?”

He turned. Noe was already looking at him, the green flecks in her eyes standing out in an almost unnatural way, as usual. It was hard to focus with eyes like those.

“What?”

“This.” her eyes deviated to the house for a fraction of a second before returning to him. “I don’t think your mom will like me. This is,...I don’t,...” she sighed and uttered something to herself he didn’t understand. “Look, I don’t belong in places like these, unless I’m the help, that is.” the last part came out low and sardonic, but he wasn’t that dumbstruck by her hotness to not catch it.

“Hey, no, c’mon, Noe, don’t say that.” he smiled in what he hoped was an encouraging manner, but her skeptical face told him of the results. “My mom’s been begging me to bring you home.” that wasn’t a lie. Laura had taken to ask every morning if that day was the day she’d meet the lucky girl who put a smile on her boy’s face. He wished she had relented a little, especially the particular day when Jimmy had stayed overnight. The guys still made fun of him. “Seriously, there’s nothing to worry about.” Except his asshole stepfather, but mom had promised he’d be nice. She always kept her promises, but Sid was known for not giving a shit about anything. He knew Laura would forgive him. “Especially with that pie you got.” he reached down to try and lift the lid in the hopes of snatching a few berries, but Noelia’s hand slapped his away. He chuckled and nodded towards the house. “C’mon, I promise it’ll go well. Besides, I already met your folks, so it’s only fair you meet mine.”

Her relenting smile was all the answer he needed, so he got out of his firebird and quickly made his way to the other side, opening the door and accepting the plate she handed him.

She got out a little awkwardly and ran her hands over the skirt of the dress and her fingers through her hair. That last part was to no avail; it was always tangled.

He handed back the plate and closed the door, turning back to the house. To hide his trembling hands, he put one in his pocket and the other on Noe’s back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a curtain moving and held in a snort.

He let her walk in first, and barely closed the door when his mom appeared in the foyer, her blond hair flowing in soft waves, her long, flowery dress making her look like she was gliding rather than walking. She was smiling from her to ear, her blue eyes shining as she looked from her son to Noelia and back, taking in the scene as if it were a miracle come true or something.

He felt Noe tense up, and he softly squeezed her waist.

“Hey mom,” he cleared his throat and quickly hid his other hand again. “This is Noelia. Noe, this is mom, Laura.”

Laura clapped her hands together and put them against her cheek, positively delighted.

“Oh, I’m so happy to finally meet you, dear.” she stepped in front of Noe, who looked like a terrified deer, and proceeded to hug her gently. “I’ve been dying to meet you, but I see why Johnny wanted to keep you for himself.”

“Mom!”

Noe chuckled ungainly.

“It’s very nice to finally meet you, Mrs Lawrence.” she offered her the pie. “I hope you like lemon pie.”

“Oh, dear, you shouldn’t have.” she accepted the dessert and motioned towards the dining room. “It looks so good; where did you buy it?”

“I-I made it, ma’am.”

Laura’s eyes widened slightly.

“Well, now I’m even more excited to try it. Rosa? Could you put this in the fridge, please?”

The table had already been set up for four people, and the first course was being laid out. He knew they were almost late, but that was because someone, ehem, decided to change outfits six times. He had a feeling Noe had just been stalling.

She was looking around the place, the further they advanced the more she pressed herself to his side. He had some idea as to what she was thinking. The place was bigger than her parent’s apartament in Reseda.

He pulled the chair back for her and gently back in before taking his seat to her right. Across from the table, he saw his mother hiding a grin behind a glass of wine.

The seat at the head of the table remained empty, and something told Johnny that Sid would be making an entrance, as usual.

Laura didn’t even look in that direction, placing her forearms on the edge of the table and looking at Noelia.

“So, tell me dear, you moved here about a year ago, right?”

How did she even knew that? Probably Ali or one of her friends.

“Yes, ma’am. My parents and I used to live in Wisconsin.”

“Oh please, call me Laura, dear.” she waved a hand to rest importance to the matter. “And how are you liking it so far?”

“It’s great not having winter anymore.”

His mom kept firing questions, but Johnny relaxed, and little by little, so did Noe. His mom didn’t have a mean bone to her, and her curiosity was starkly genuine. As the minutes passed between them, everyone seemed to forget about Sid’s tardiness. Johnny bent his leg, placing his foot on the seat and an arm around Noe’s chair, joining the conversation here and there. He kept playing with her locks, gently pulling at them here and there, waiting for her to turn with a fake annoyed expression only to play the fool.

Noe was just telling his mom about her singing lessons when they heard the front door slam shut. His girl was the only one to jump, startled, while everyone else remained impassive, having grown too used to Sid’s antics long ago.

He strode into the room, already complaining. Johnny was quick to sit properly, Noe turning to him when she felt the absence of his touch.

“I fired that jackass today. I had it with him!” he was saying, his obnoxiously loud voice not relenting even as he sat.

“Who, honey?” Laura was the only one whose mood didn’t seem too tainted by his presence.

“Barney!” he gave her a look Johnny didn’t appreciate, as if his mom were stupid for not guessing who he was talking about. Right, cause usually, Sid didn’t have anything bad to say about anyone, especially his employees.

“Oh, and what did he do?”

“The ungrateful bastard had the audacity to come ask me to reconsider his 'paternity leave'.”

Laura hesitated for a moment before forcing a smile onto her face.

“I’m sure you did the right thing.” Sid opened his mouth to keep going, but she cleared her throat and diverted her eyes towards him and Noe, who stared at his stepfather with her mouth slightly agape. “Honey, this is Noelia, Johnny’s girlfriend.”

“Uh. So she is real after all, eh?” he asked, looking her up and down. The cobra didn’t like that at all, so he leaned forward as casually as he could, hiding her at least partially. Sid’s eyes settled on him then. “Or did you have to pay her, boy?”

“Sid.” Laura sighed.

Johnny clenched his jaw.

“I didn’t.”

“Maybe not to come over tonight, but-”

“Oh, look! Dinner is ready.”

Rosa served them the first course as quietly and as quickly as she could, retreating back into the kitchen before Sid found a reason to yell at her as well.

They ate in silence for a few minutes, the teens keeping their eyes mostly on the plate in front of them.

As the main course was served, Laura spoke again.

“Honey, did I tell you that Noelia bought us dessert?” she smiled brightly at the girl, her approval too obvious. “She made it herself, and I’m sure it tastes as good as it looks.”

“Remember Bobby’s birthday, ma? Noe made his cake.”

Laura’s mouth hung open.

“Why, yes! It was simply divine. All those details! And so delicious!” she turned to Noe, beaming. “I didn’t know you made that as well.”

She nodded, returning her smile.

“Yeah; I like making birthday cakes, and Bobby’s mom couldn’t find someone on such short notice, so I offered.”

“Well, it was the talk of the party. It absolutely outshined the birthday boy.”

Noe chuckled as she reached for the glass. His mom wasn’t lying: that cake was the most delicious crap Johnny ever had. It had been a pity that she hadn’t made it to the party, but his boys made sure to let her know how well liked it had been, in great detail.

“So, I take it you like cooking as well as singing?”

Noe nodded more enthusiastically, and the blond teen smiled at her infectious mood.

“Yes! I love it! I was thinking of going to culinary school after I graduate. I thought about being a baker, but I think I’d prefer to be a chef.”

“Or you could be both?” Laura suggested. “Why limit yourself, dear?”

Sid snorted, and Johnny’s mood was ruined again.

“You want your son to marry a cook?” he asked his wife, pointing at him with his knife. He snorted again. “Like it’s not bad enough she’s a-”

“Watch it.” he warned, tense.

“-a gold digging, illegal mexican-”

“Sid!”

“I’m from Winsconsin.”

“Watch it, man!”

"Mom's Italian though…"

“-She also wants to 'work' in a kitchen.” he said it while doing air quotes. “As if serving someone else wasn’t denigrating enough.”

“C’mon, Sid.” Laura threw her napkin on the table, seeming tired of his crap. “Just stop it, please?”

“Why?! You know it’s the truth! Just look at your son?”

“Hey! Enough!”

“He’s a pathetic little loser. You think a hot piece of ass like that would go out with him for his personality?” he said the last word in a flamboyant way as he leaned over to her.

“Of course I do! Johnny’s a lovely boy.”

“He’s a loser! A good for nothing,...”

Sid and his mom kept on going back and forth, but Johnny didn’t listen anymore. Out of instinct, he reached to his left for his walkman and found Noe’s leg instead. Before he could retreat his hand, she had grabbed it with both of hers, holding his in a tight but comforting grip.

They kept staring at the windows in front of them. This was why he was so nervous. It wasn’t about his mom; he knew she’d love Noe, it was because of that asshole she married.

He just wanted a quiet night with his two favourite girls, as stupid as that sounded. He should’ve known it wouldn’t be a regular night in the Weinberg house if Sid didn’t throw himself into a monologue about how great it was that Johnny wasn’t his kid.

Rosa picked up the plates silently and quickly, but gave the young couple a sympathetic glance.

“Johnny, sweetie, why don’t you give Noelia a tour of the house?”

“Oh, great! Show her where the safe box is while you’re at it! Hell, I’ll just give her the code!”

“Un-belivable.”

The blond stood, not wasting time and pulling Noe up with him rather harshly. She kept her mouth shut as he led her out of the dining room and of the house all together.

He hurried to his car and opened the door for her, closing it with much more strength than he meant. He got into the driver's seat as well, Sid’s screaming muffled now, and turned on the engine.

He carelessly pulled out of the driveway and into the street, driving off with no real destination in mind.

Noe said nothing for several minutes, and neither did he.

Suddenly he jumped, almost losing control of the wheel, but didn’t react further as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“I’m sorry.”

He scoffed.

“Why’re you apologizing? He’s the one being a dickhead.”

“I know.” she pressed her lips into a thin line. “None of what he said it’s true, Johnny.”

He stopped at a red light and looked at her worried face, relaxing just a tiny bit.

“I know that, babe. Don’t worry. Sid hates everyone, and everyone hates him back, so he hates them even more and wants to make them as miserable as he is.”

“No, shit.” she chuckled. “I really liked your mom though.”

That lifted his spirits.

“She liked you too.”

“You think?” she sounded so hopeful.

“I know.”

He grabbed her hand and intertwined their fingers.

“Where are we going?”

“The guys said they’d be at the arcade. We could join them if you want?”

“So long as you buy me dinner, I’m sold.”

He was getting quite hungry as well.

“The usual?”

She smiled and nodded, leaning over to kiss his cheek.

He would never hear the end of it if his friends saw him at the moment.

#karate kid #johnny lawrence #karate kid fic #Johnny lawrence fanfiction #johnnyxnoelia #cobra kai #sid is an asshole #as usual #hope you all like it #let me know #fanfiction #the karate kid #karate kid fanfiction #laura Lawrence #young Johnny

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girlgrouptrash101 · 5 years ago

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Yves (Loona) as Your Girlfriend

Request: “Can you an ‘ Yves as your girlfriend ‘ please?”

“Can you do a Yves from Loona as your gf? btw i love your blog 💞💞”

A/N: I'm tired but who's surprised

- C

A bad bitch and a whole softie at the same time, when will your faves ever

Yves would definitely be the one making the first move, the romantic side of her showing itself as she confessed with flowers and chocolates

Literally makes it her mission to be the best girlfriend ever,, but what she doesn’t realise is that she doesn’t even have to try she’s just always so good to you

Whenever she asks you out on a date it’s always like the first time she’s asked you out

it’s become a joke between you now, she always flirts with you before asking you out as if you haven’t been going out for ages anyway

it always makes your heart flutter though, especially when you see the sincerity behind the words of her compliments

makes you feel like the most special person in the world!!!

sooyoungie always puts your needs before hers, and she will not hesitate to bombard you with every ounce of her love when she knows you’re feeling down

you ever tell her members how soft she is for you though??? and she will end you

especially Olivia Hye and Gowon teaming up to roast your asses even when you do the bare minimum like look at each other

Yves is always like ‘omg babe let’s go see this new movie’ but you know she’s just gonna drag you to the back row and make out with you for 2 hours because that’s what adulting is all about babie

clowns you out of love

because she loves teasing you and then apologizing with kisses uwu

actually she loves kissing you all the time and finds 478383 different reasons in the day to have excuses to press her lips against yours

and you're like??? stop with the bullshit and just kiss me you don't need a reason????

always making fun of her bones when they be like snap crackle and pop 😌

whenever you go out on fancy dates to restaurants the best part is seeing how expEnsive Yves looks like girlie is got as fuck let's be real

loves dancing with you

especially when she's like come look at this new dance!!! and you come visit her at the practice room in her company and get to spend time with her members

she also loves catching you off guard with her sexy moves, always making so much god damn eye contact through the mirrors

okay but also holding Yves really really close as you slow dance in your pyjamas and socks in your apartment

you know Yves and her hopeless romantic ass will always have them candles lit baby

whenever you back hug her you always slip your hands inside her shirt to feel them aBs

Yves finds so much comfort in you, and whenever she's had a long day at work, there's nothing that keeps her going as much as the thought of coming home to endless cuddles and kisses from her baby

Long drives to nowhere, singing along to all the songs on the radio and just being all in love and stuff

plus Yves' hand being on your thigh for the whole car ride like ugh yes we thrive off that gay shit

her favourite thing is when she gets to spend her entire day doing nothing with you, just holding you close and sharing stories as you cuddle all day long

tries not to get jealous but always fails miserably

it's not her fault,,, she just loves your so much that the thought of anything happening to your relationship scares her beyond words

Basically a real softie who just loves you v v much and wants to always make sure you're happy and loving life :)) 💕💕💕

NSFW From Here:

We gettin the strap tonight laid ease

literally one of the hottest people on this planet no I don't take criticism

Sooyoung's bedroom eyes having the ability to leave you weak in the knees after 0.01 seconds

Always so fucking cOcky you wanna smack the smirk off her face but you can’t because your hands aren’t exactly ehem,,, available to be used at the moment

choking kink oh honey

birthday lap dances that make you feel like literally the luckiest person on this planet

when she’s frustrated and just wants to come home and fuck you into your mattress like there’s no tomorrow

loves being taken care of when she’s finally lenient enough to let you be the one pleasuring her

nothing looks as sinful as the sight of Yves with her bottom lip tucked between her teeth and her hooded eyelids as you work between her thighs

queen of getting all dressed up then making you crazy by spamming your phone with photos of her in her new lingerie

there have definitely been times where you’ve taken ages getting ready to go on a date,,, and you don’t even make it out the door

because when Yves has something on her mind, she’s gonna get what she wants

will mark you up wherever she can get your lips,,, nothing is prettier to Sooyoung than seeing your skin littered with hickeys and bite marks

ride her face please and thAnk you

loves going home and showing off her insanely scratched back to the unnies of loona djjsjsjs what a dork

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esbi19 · 5 years ago

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[TRANS] 6.30.2020 SB19 Menpa on Twitter

Translations under the cut. I tried to get all of them, please let me know if I missed any.

[SB19] Hi, A’TIN! Thank you so much for all the inspiring messages 🥺 We love you FORBeS (forever) hahaha do you know that we miss eating together. How are you all, by the way? 💙

[SB19] Hihihi

(video audio)

Someone offscreen: Isn’t it against the light?

Justin: Against?

[Sejun]

Wassup hotdogs?

[Ken]

Ayyyeeee 🔥🔥🔥 🤟🏼

What is your ulam? (directed at A’TIN)

[Justin]

Oh just in time our ulam earlier was chicken inasal (in reply to ken)

[Justin]

A’TIN: If my bias reads this, jiggle the saucer please 👉🏻👈🏻

Justin: (formally) who is your bias?

[Justin]

*can’t see the tweet unfortunately*

Justin: (formally) no

[Justin]

A’TIN: My heart is beating fast waittttt (or my heart raced for a secondddd)

Justin: Hala chase it or someone else might steal it

[T/N: Hala is an interjection used to indicate that someone is in trouble]

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Is this really sejun?? We want a punctuation mark in the replies

Sejun: ;

[Justin]

A’TIN: What will you handa for your birthday, Jah?

Justin: (formally) I’m the handa 😉

[T/N: Handa is the food that you prepare at a get together, but the word literally means “ready”. I thought it would flow better if I just left the word in.]

[Josh]

This is a MENPA then?

Why is twitter so slow for me? Is it the same for you guys?

[Justin]

A’TIN: Where is Ken?

Justin: He can’t log in HAHAHA

[Josh]

A’TIN: (formally) SSOB Josh! Where is Ken?

Josh: Twitter is eating him

[T/N: I think he might be saying that Twitter is eating up his replies? / Ssob is slang for boss (ssob is boss backwards) used for someone you look up to)]

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Leader! I have the same birthday as Josh can you greet me? Jah won’t acknowledge me

Sejun: Happy Birthday! God Bless you! Stay safe :)

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Sejun, I asked this last time but you didn’t answer. If you were made to pick, would you rather tell the truth or lie?

Sejun: Truth. Always

[T/N: Not sure if he’s picking between something in general or the fan meant picking between the members]

[Ken]

(in reply to his own tweet: Ayyeee) Hi to all the chickens by the way✨⭐

[Josh]

A’TIN: (formally) Hello can you jiggle my cup please

Josh: Fine I’ll jiggle it

[Ken]

A’TIN: Kennnn were the abs on your previous icon real?? It wasn’t photoshop??

Ken: Yes they were real hahaha

[Ken]

A’TIN: Have you really gotten a haircut?

Ken: Just a trim haa

[Josh]

A’TIN: (the same one that was talking to Sejun) Jah, we have the same birthday can you give me your greeting as a gift

Josh: (in jejemon) Happy birthday

[T/N: “1/2phi v3rTtH31!” - halfie vertthei!]

[Josh]

*tweet is also unavailable*

Josh: O let’s go one at a time

[Ken]

A’TIN: Hi ken (accompanied by pic of Ken showing abs)

Ken: HAHAHAH I’m dead

[Justin]

A’TIN: I’m so lost, I don’t know which thread to reply to

Justin: anywhere is fine hehe (spelled as h3h3)

[Ken]

A’TIN: Ken come on let’s duo on pubg, raise our ranks

Ken: Weeee hahahah

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Sejun, when Manny Pacquiao retires, is that called unboxing

Sejun: You know hahahaha

[Justin]

(everything in jejemon)

A’TIN: Baby, your birthday is so cloe

Justin: Yes, baby, seven more days

[Ken]

A’TIN: Ken I’ll guess your ulam, chicken! HAHAHHAHA

Ken: basic hahah

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Leader, what are the things that people always do that you don’t?

Sejun: Other than bathe, tiktok

[Ken]

A’TIN: Kennnnn if you reply to this I’ll dance chinita girl

Ken: If you don’t do that I’ll shoot you too hahaha (in reference to his tweet telling Josh to follow him)

[Ken]

A’TIN: Please always remember that your Garuda are here supporting you always 🥺

Ken: Hello Garuda warriors 🌸💕💕💕✨✨✨

Love y’all ✨⭐

[Ken]

A’TIN: hoyy so you’re here did you know that we were sulking before because you never pay attention to us HAHAHAHH

Ken: you’re all cute HAHAH

[Josh]

A’TIN: do I need to DARE you to reply to me?

Josh: Of course not. Hahahaha! I’m just joking around but of course I also don’t want you to difficult dares

[Justin]

A’TIN: I can reply anywhere? And I’ll get a reply

Justin: (in jejemon) maybe

[Josh]

A’TIN: Ehem maybe just maybeeee

Josh: It’s all beef, is there no pork?

[T/n: Maybe is “baka” in tagalog, which is also the word for beef or cow]

[Sejun]

A’TIN: Leader! One “good job” please. I passed all the activities i needed to pass in school

Sejun: Good job!

[Justin]

A’TIN: Jah, what comes after PURE?

Justin: Rangers, but it could also be Pop Girls 😉

jk, PAYB (five)

[Ken]

A’TIN: Ayieeeee 🌸💕💕💕 i love you all ✨🌸 sorry alreadyyyy

Ken: HUHU 🥺🥺

[Josh]

A’TIN: JOOOSSSSH if you reply, I’ll dance chinita girl!

Josh: No need! I’m also glad that I can interact with you guys again

[Justin]

A’TIN: Huhu. Is there a menpa? I’m about to drive home. Please wait for me. how sour. Anyway... i missed you boys.

Justin: Take care on your way home!

[Sejun]

(can’t see the A’TIN’s tweet for some reason?)

Sejun: I want to do the second thing, but I often do the first one

[Ken]

Hoy, charm me HAHAHAHA

[Stell]

A’TIN: what does tired look like?

Stell: *posts gif of Boo from Monsters, Inc. looking tired*

[Ken]

Ayyieeee 💕🌸 i’m gonna be charmed now HAHA

[Justin]

A’TIN: waaaah I stopped in the middle of bathing here. 😂 hopefully Ken replies to me. 🤞🤞

Justin: Ken doesn’t reply to those that don’t bathe like him, (formally) just a joke! 😁

[Ken]

Are you guys also sulking? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Yes I’m aware guys, ‘cause you’re so cute HAHAHAHA so eat some broken glass for now haha

[Justin]

A’TIN: My fingers are hurting now but I won’t give uppppppp

Justin: you can substitute your toes, (formally) please try. 👍

[Josh]

A’TIN: When bhie (baby?) notices me who told me that I wasn't beautiful hahahaha

Josh: Who said you weren’t beautiful??? 😡

[T/N: I think this was what they were trying to say? I think there’s a typo somewhere in that A’TIN’s tweet]

[Josh]

A’TIN: hey read my name HAHAHAHAHA (Cullen’s lice)

Josh: You’re my lice? Hahahahahahaha 😂

Josh: I don’t have lice of course but you’re my lice. Yiee 🤪

[Stell]

Stell: Tireddddddddd

A’TIN: Me too stell, tired of replying but not getting replied back

Stell: Awww :(

[Stell]

A’TIN: Do you know

Stell: Not yet :/

[T/N: idk what the fan is referring to but they were replying to stell’s tweet saying he was tired]

[Stell]

A’TIN: Rest stell :( eat a lot. I miss your zumba hihi

Stell: No zumba for now I might get in trouble

[Sejun and Josh]

A’TIN: Sejun, do you know? When I first got into SB19, my dream of becoming a performer reignited. That’s why this is me now, practicing vocals then dancing because when I turn 18, I plan to audition for ShowBT. Any tips, leader?

Sejun: Just keep working on your dreams. More than anything else, just trust and believe in yourself! We support you. Be brave. Take care.

Josh: (formally) ThAnK yOu fOr ThE aDvIcE LeaDEr!

[Stell]

A’TIN: Bebelab! You were chatting with your other bebelab right?? That’s why you were late :((

Stell: And who would that be?

[Stell]

A’TIN: What do you say to my editing skills?

Stell: You even worked hard on editing. You can just request it. So I’ll be the one to do the editing.

[Stell]

A’TIN: Stell, I have a serious question,,, how come when you guys do a live it seems like you’re gonna enter the screen (meaning he’s really close to the camera)

Stell: Ahh hahaha because if I’m far away from the screen I have a hard time seeing my eyesight is getting a little bad hehe my head starts to hurt if I force myself to read from far away that’s why I’m close to the screen

[Stell]

A’TIN: Stell, you won’t pick me up? Is it final? 😟👉👈

Stell: are you a student? are you in kindergarten? if yes, then fine where are you?

[Justin]

A’TIN: What’s more beautiful? The sun or the moon? Come on, reply to me

Justin: you

[Ken]

it’s too much A’tin we miss you so so much

[Ken]

i’m so lost, where are my comments haays 🥺

[Josh]

A’TIN: Are you not tired of cancelling my friend request yet hnggg

Josh: THIS IS WHAT REALLY HAPPENED HAHAHA! (formally) I’m not cancelling friend requests guys, it goes away by itself once the limit is reached. So please don’t sulk hahahahahaha

[Stell]

A’TIN: (formally) Hello? Tao po? Is Stell still there?

Stell: he’s still here :)

[T/N: “Tao po?” literally means “is there someone there?” but is used as a polite way to say hello, especially when calling for someone inside their home]

[Sejun]

A’TIN: What small gesture from a stranger made a big impact on you?

Sejun: When they sit at the edge of the jeep near the driver instead of near the door and they hand over the jeep fare even if there’s no other people besides the two of us. It’s better to fill the end first. It’s also for senior citizens or pwds.

[Stell]

A’TIN: Stell, why are you replying to Sejun’s post? Are you lost?

Stell: ehh this is Sejun’s post? :O

[Stell]

A’TIN: Can I ask you to make a cake for me for my Debut in December?? 👉👈😀

Stell: I’ll practice first so the cake will be beautiful for your debut ;)

[T/N: A debut is a coming-of-age celebration when someone turns 18]

[Ken]

I feel bad for the chickens, eating broken glass 🥺 (formally) krok krok 🥺 boobokaak🥺puhlease

[T/N: He wrote “krok krok na pooo”, so I guess it’s in chicken but the chicken is speaking formally]

[Josh]

A’TIN: YOU REALLY WON’T PICK ME UP? I’M GONNA CRY NOWWW AAAA

Josh: Which house did you end up in now? Come home I’m not mad anymore

[Stell]

A’TIN: I miss the one who is in my icon. 😔😢

Stell: By how much? ;)

[Josh]

A’TIN: do you have any plans to dye your hair black?

Josh: (formally) My hair has been black for a while hahaha 🤣

[Justin]

Thank you so much A’tin! We miss you! Take care always (in jejemon) Love you all!

[Josh]

A’TIN: JOSH PLEASE. SO I CAN SWERVE TO THE IHAWAN.

Josh: Don’t even have to think about it. Your futures are secured when you’re mine.

[T/N: Ihawan can be the place where things are barbecued

[Stell]

Sorry if I was late to the menpa. I’ll make up for it next time my loves :) Thank you for you time. I miss you guys! Let’s talk again next time ahhh bbye!!! :D Super Advance Happy Birthday Justin bebeboy that is a young man ahik

[Josh]

I’m not just for the stage, I’m also for real life HAHAHAHAHAHA

[Josh]

A’TIN: it’s too much you really won’t reply to me? i’m crying here already huhu (fan included a pic of their face)

Josh: I almost felt bad eh

[Ken]

Dead noww 🥶 the chicks don’t know me anymore! It’s like that ahhh! Crispy fry is what is in front of you all!

[Ken]

Notice: for everyone who are Chickens that eat shards. I just want to let you know that, I’m courting you all now ⭐✨ those who don’t accept, there is an additional punishment and you will dream with eyes open and eat shards.

[Josh]

Thank you for your time A’TIN! I missed you all a lot, I hope next time we can interact with you guys for longer. But for now I’ll just say good night! You guys make me laugh every day even if you don’t know it.

I LOVE YOU!!

[Josh]

A’TIN: (formally) I don’t want to seem pitiful but it looks that way..will you be the one to break the curse of 0/5?

Josh: Okay before I log out. Have a great night!!!

[Sejun]

Bye everyone! Till next time. :)

(in jejemon) thank you again for your time. Miss you guys so much! Hehehehe

[T/N: don’t think that last one was sejun lmao]

#sb19 #sb19 translations #sb19 josh #sb19 ken #sb19 justin #sb19 stell #sb19 sejun #sns: sb19 #twtr: sb19 #oh my fingers lmao #this is rly long so be warned...

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thecoolsquirrel · 6 years ago

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Cradlesona

Cradlesona #2

Credits to @lovingsiriusoswald ~!

Basic Knowledge

Name: Kat, soon to be silver/6 of spades

Birthday: 4/20

Age: 27

Height: 5′7 or 174cm

Physical appearance :

Hair: black,thigh length hair, usually tied up in on thick braid,

Eyes:Black

Skin: Tan skin,

Accessories:

An engagement ring on her finger, blue rectangle hair clips, heart shaped golden earrings, a gun holster

Social:

personality: Bold, a flirt, is a 100% straight but would 100% pin a close girl friend, actually really insecure it usually shows when she starts making jokes, sarcastic, blunt, once she starts becoming better friends with someone her awful jokes/sarcasm starts showing

Affliction: Her dad built her a little house next to his, would move once mousie and mousse get married, was going to live at the black army hq but multiple times was called out for wanting to stay at a place with mostly guys

Relationships:

Mousse altas: Oh boy, they argue a bunch of mousie, though kat believes that they could actually be friends, and that he can protect her, but just to get under his skin she bickers with him, would totally threaten anyone who talks bad about mousse though just cause hes mousies fiance, they actually once got into a heated fight and kat yelled at him differently then how she usually does earning a slap from mousie (thats gonna be a comic/fanfic tho) also laughs at how shes like a couple inches taller then him

Mousie altas: BEST FRIEND OMG I LOVE YOU, ehem, she loves her and would die for her, loves all her treats, and if she doesnt she still eats them but doesnt ask for seconds, brings snacks over all the damn time, compliments everywhere,likes picking her up, she honestly cried when mousie said she was engaged (out of happy tears maybe?) *kat holding someone from the collar* "kat all they said was i looked like a kid.." "EXACTLY" after a fight (wich happens every blue moon) mousie finds kat at a bar and has to pick her up "LITTLE MOUUUSEE~!" "hm?.." "IM SO SORRY FOR YELLING AT YOU CAN YOU FORGIVE ME PLEASE?" when they were at school kat was into lots of sports and whenever she lost mousie would be there to comfort her, i would say ranting buddies but more like kat rants and mousie listens

Harr silver: "damn" met him on one of those days mousie and herself got into a argument, kat went out into the forest to train were she found it starting to rain, her wanting to go back to hq she left, CRAP, lost, loki found her blah blah blah "hey wanna stay with me?" "not really-" "..." " i see that you wernt ASKING" but then saw harr and almost fell on her face "OH-" one of their convos, "who are you?" "uhh kat whatever your last name is" "!" "NO REGRETS" they didnt see each other for a bit after that but once saw him again to fight amon and noticed that he knew sirius, went up to sirius the next day like "dude i didnt know you had friends outside the army, ANYWAYS WHO IS HE?" honestly blessed sirius for being her wingman after the battle with amon but DIDNT LIKE SIRIUS when harr and she was actually dating and he would try to give him pick up lines or somethin, this boy, she flirts with him a whole bunch, she acts all smooth about it and stuff but once shes done with like two sentences she makes weird giddy noises with her face red matching harrs, harr does anything "YOUR DOING GREAT SWEETIE" harr once made her a flower crown and she may or totally did cry, took her a little bit to say i love you like mousie she wanted it to be romantic and jazz but she probably said it while huggin him like "i love you so much" they both froze loki"OMG IT TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH TO SAY IT OM-" totally knew when he was proposing cause of either loki and also how can you not he asked her out for a date and he was fidgiting for every second of it, THEY BOTH CRIED WHEN HE PROPOSED, the next day SHE NYOOMED OVER TO HER BROTHER BUT COULDNT GET A SINGLE DANG WORD OUT SO SHE KINDA WAS JUST THERE FACE RED TEARS STREAKING DOWN LIKE "ISAFEFYOUAINTKGOLSAFNANDHE DIKFILOVEEE HIMOGSG"

Loki: "oh hes kinda clingy but i guess hes kinda neet" after noticing that hes basically harrs son "OH F ME" kinda warmed up to him one day when she was laying with harr sge kinda was just like " your son- i mean loki is a constant on heat cat" loud coughing Red Army:

Blanc: "hey can i have an other slice of the carrot cake its really good!" blanc"????" oliver".... she cant visit no more" boom thats their relationship

Lancelot kingsley: After all that she and it was actuallly amon who was behind everything her reacting kinda was like "oh dang, OK COME HERE LET ME SHOW SOME LOVE" honestly just wants to be friends with him from all the burdens he had are they friends now? "more like acquaintances but im working on it!, sirius and sometimes harr are helping me on trying to help him open up"

Jonah clemence: ok so if she was going to try friending lance shes gonna HAVE to be on the good side with jonah, brought him macaroons from mousies cafe and told him she knows luka and so that was a good start, she sometimes gifts him lukas desserts. are they friends? "i would like to believe so! his tsun side is kinda, something, but when he actually lets those walls fall hes quite nice! right now were trying to get luka talk to him"

Edgar bright: "SKETCHY" shoot hes sketchy little thing but he HAS TREATS, likes his ducks, but honestly think hes really awesome with sword fighting, she asked luka about him and he said that hes "aright" so she takes his word for it are they friends? "yes?"

Kyle ash: asked if he can teach her some basic stuff for dressing wounds, noticed hes also a light weight YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS, two drunks being dragged from the collar out of the bar and just laying out infront of the bar like rats, totally calls him out for him saying "Eat healthy" but then he drinks, tried picking him up it actually worked! are they friends?: "HECK YA HES COOL!"

Zero: "ok what the heck happened to you so i know who to murder-" actually started to warm up to edgar when she noticed that he was friends with zero, asked if she can pick him up, it didnt work, asked if he can pick her up, DID WORK, when she was in the dumps cause mousie had work zero gave her a lolipop, ".. omg your a treasure too.." Zero"what?"

Black Army:

Ray blackwell: CAPE BUDDIES! actually really looks up to him and thinks hes super cool! she joined a a few months before him, totally talked to him like a kid but when he became king she kinda was like "Crap waIT WHAT?" asks (she begs) if he can take her when he sees the ally cats, they bond over the kats, though she finds it annoying when they shed on her black cape

Sirius oswald: "who ever thinks im kats dad raise your hand- KAT PUT YOUR HAND DOWN" they knew each other in school, or more like she saw him when they were in school and she just stared at his bangs that looked like they were cut with a lawn mower IMSORRY, shes either on his side defending him from the brats like a proud mother hen, or she is the brat, shes like "no thats not smart" next day shes doing that thing, sirius is on edge around her just cause she can turn on him whenever she feels like it either shes on his side or not lol

Luka clemence: thought he was a girl "wow your really pretty." turns out hes a guy " WOW YOUR A REALLY PRETTY GUY" took a while for them to actually become friends but they got there! praises his cooking/desserts like if its the best thing on this planet COUGH it is COUGH, she gets up around the same time as luka does just so she can make it to the hq on time for breakfast, sometimes asks if they can spar if she catches him training.

Seth hyde: "are you gay?" insert shocked seth face, he helps braid her hair since she cant get it right i mean SHE CANT SEE BEHIND HER HEAD, when she came home one day from a date with harr, harr braided in flowers and seth felt betrayed cause 1: why didnt he think of that and 2:" KAT YOU HAVE SOMEONE ELSE TO BRAID YOUR HAIR WHA" he picked her out some dresses she wants to wear them so badly but doesnt want to one day look like she has somewhere important to be when shes just going on to get fruit, and plus she usally just wears her uniform, tried picking him up, didnt work, he "tried" picking her up " SETH WHY AM I TOUCHING THE SEALING"

Fennir godspeed: "FENNIIIIRRRRR YOOO WHATS GOOD MY GUY" REALLY LIKES TALKING TO HIM, like an older brother to her, he was actually the one who gifted her the gun holster+ a pistol since she took interest in his duel ones, though she only got one since she has shaky hands and needs to hands to steady her hands, tells him hes chicken for not eating his tomatoes, he still doesnt eat them,

Family:(will go in more detail in fanfic or backstory) Parents, two older brothers, two younger sisters Parents: AWESOME, LOVES THEM A WHOLE BUNCH!? Oldest brother: they were kinda close at childhood but drifted away when getting older Second oldest brother: BEST FRIEND, tells him everything, actually joined the blackarmy cause he did youngest sisters:was and still kinda is jealous of them but got over it and trying to fix their relationship

Miscellaneous

Shes secretly really insecure and laughs it off, but is honestly week sometimes and just cries and so shes just smiling while crying and in her head shes just like "Ah yes here i am making everyone around me uncomfortable" is also a stress eater but mousie thinks shes just enjoying the sweets, got bullied as a kid and jokes about it, had lots of friends but then they just left half the time so shes used to quick friends, likes fruit, if you gift her a fruit salad she will probably cry if you cant tell already she crys alot , sometimes she annoys people that are her friends and feels like traasssh is such a light weight its not even funny, when she was younger she was like "oh ya im not going to be a light weight imma be like my dad!" first drink "DAAD IM A LIGHT HECK"

Snippit of a backstory- TO BE CONTINUED

Quick doodles of mousie and kat

#cradlesona #kat silver

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kouei116 · 6 years ago

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Jonah's Bar: The King of Spades’ Assertion

A bit early but here is my contribution to the King of Spades' birthday celebration (23/3). Best of luck to Ray's wives, especially @littlelady-blackwell for his birthday story event XD

Tagging @annriell @sortaotaku for Jonah's UwU

(More Bar's stories: Mousse Zero )

In the world of Wonderland called Cradle, there is a midnight secret bar at a street corner for whimsical people. Tonight, a stray lamb knocked on the door, where people call it “Jonah’s Bar”.

Jonah: Ehem, I wonder if this is a good thing to do. But it’s a rare occasion, so I’d better to be in the right mood….

Ray: Hey, what are you mumbling?

Jonah: Waaa! Hey, why do you come in all of a sudden? Please knock.

Ray: Do you knock every time you enter a bar? And is it only you here? Where is Seth?

Jonah: For today only, this shop is Jonah’s Bar. I happened to meet the 10 of Spades in the Central Quarter. He was crying so much about some business he couldn’t get out of even when Alice is visiting the shop. I had no choice but to agree to be the substitute owner for tonight.

Ray: Well, he tricked you then.

Jonah: Tha…that’s not true. Anyway, I’m the owner tonight. If you have any worries/troubles, you can tell me.

Ray: Incredibly good timing. I want to talk to the Red Army.

Jonah: Eh? Tell me, I can try offer some solutions.

Ray: Today, it’s 2 years since she came to Cradle right? I think it’s a good opportunity to tell her about the feelings (that occurred at the Black Army)

Jonah: Yeah, that’s not a bad idea. The Red Army will help you.

Ray: But it’s out of my character/nature … If I tell her all of a sudden, it will surprise her.

Jonah: Are you shy? I’m surprised to hear that the King of Spades is a shy person.

Ray: Shut up. Anyway, I want to tell her in a nice way.

Jonah: Nice way … sure. There must be several ways to surprise a woman in this “Complete Secret Manual to Throbbing Hearts by Sister Seth”

Ray: “Complete Secret Manual to Throbbing Hearts by Sister Seth” … I have a bad feeling about this.

Jonah: Here! If you’re shy, you should stir up the excitement around your partner.

Ray: Partner …?

Jonah: Why don’t you just read the lines written here? It’s easy, isn’t it? 3..2..1..

Ray: Today, I have something to tell you. Since you arrived, everyday at Cradle has become brighter, all thanks to you. And thank you for staying by our side for the past 2 years.

Jonah: And…?

Ray: Err… uhm… From now on, I want to be with you…Will you please continue to live in Cradle?

Jonah: Sounds good!

Ray: Stop. Is this really the right answer? On the contrary, it’s embarrassing.

Jonah: Well, about half way, I don’t think it’s that good.

Ray: You do it then …

Jonah: After all, it’s not good to use unnecessary cheap tricks. I think it’s better to tell her honestly about your feelings. That will make her happier?

Ray: I never thought I would hear that from you ... (about being honest from Tsundere Queen Jonah haha)

Jonah: … Well, sometimes it’s good (to be honest). Look, just follow me. 3…2…1...

Jonah: I can’t believe it’s been 2 years. Being with you, time flies by so quickly. I am excited, happy, and surprised at myself that my head is full of you. No matter how much time we have, it is still not enough. It’s all your fault, you know? You need to take responsibility and stay with me together from now on. Let me love you. I won’t accept any other answers except “Yes”.

Ray: I said 2 years have passed… it’s been 2 years right? I think we will be together for many more decades, so 2 years are just the beginning. This might be a bit strange … but I love you, every single day for the last 2 years. I’m sure that from now on, I will love you even more. If you feel the same as I do, close your eyes.

Ray: I’ll tell you how much I love you.

Jonah: Hey, can you lend me your ear? Whatever happened at this bar tonight

Ray: … they remained here as our secret tales, just between you and me.

Jonah’s Bar doesn’t open normally, but for you, it may open again someday. We look forward to your next visit.

The End --

#ikemen revolution #ikerev ray #ray blackwell #ikerev jonah #jonah clemence #kouei116 translation #kouei116 ikerev

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cabinetofdrcaligosto · 6 years ago

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GET TO KNOW THE MUSE.

Name?

“They call me, Caligosto Loboto. Though Cali’s fine too.”

Are you single?

“Does my devotion to 'mad science' count as being in a relationship? Cause if so, then sorry ladies and gents! ........ .... .... I’m very much alone.”

Are you happy?

“You see the smile on my face, don't you?”

Are you angry?

“Not in the slightest!”

Are your parents still married?

“They were when I last checked."

FACTS

Birth Place?

“I was born on the East Coast. New England more specifically.”

Hair Color?

“Black.”

Eye Color?

“Red and Green, just like mom and pop.”

Birthday?

"October 18th. Same day one of my favorite books was published. You know, the one with the white whale.”

Mood?

“I’m in the middle of something big, so restless. Pondering. Thinking. Maybe sweating.”

Gender?

“Well don’t you want to buy me a drink first?”

...Summer or winter?

“Both have there charms. You can eat hot soup and cozy up in the winter... But summer is the only time to properly enjoy the beach!”

Morning or afternoon?

“Uuuugh, anything but the morning. I loathe the morning hours.”

EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE

“Oh here we go... can’t we skip this part?”

Are you in love?

“Pfffft EHHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! Oh wait, that wasn’t a joke? Well, don’t I feel awkward. Infatuations sure, but not love.”

Do you believe in love at first sight?

“These mechanical installments kind of ruined that concept for me. They enhance my vision so much sometimes, faces become quite horrifying. So no.”

What ended your last relationship?

“Either me being more interested in my work or a firey gas explosion. Both are pretty typical reasons for break up.”

Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

“Ehhehehehe. I’ve broken hearts, mended hearts, sewn some together.”

Are you afraid of commitments?

“Not at all! I'm very committed... to my work.”

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

“Nnnnnnope. Guests seem to want to hug me from time to time though.”

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

“A few apparently. I still run across little heartfelt notes addressed to me in the lab.” (Crispin breathing heavily in corner)

Have you ever broken your own heart?

“Oh! I’ve tried to remove my own heart once and replace it with a...... WHAT? Look, access to medical tools, boredom, and morbid curiosity will do that to you. And if it makes ya feel better, I stopped just before slicing the left pulmonary artery, so no harm was done......... and because Sheegor walked in on me while trying it and started loosing it, so I couldn’t finish what I started anyway...”

SIX CHOICES

“Oh goodie!”

Love or lust?

*coughs violently* "Ehem. Eeeeh. Neither are very pleasant.”

Lemonade or iced tea?

“Both are bad for your teeeeeth ;B But my mother would always make lemonade in the summer, so I’ll take that over tea.”

Cats or Dogs?

“Aaw. Where’s the ‘bird’ option?”

A few best friends or many regular friends?

“FRIENDS???”

A wild night out or romantic night in?

“Pffft, a romantic night in doesn't hold a candle to wildly running around at night, catching lungfish and making sweet, sweet SCIENCE afterwards.”

Day or night?

"The night holds more mysterieeees. It’s the only time I’m able to work in peace too."

FIVE “HAVE YOU EVER”S

Been caught sneaking out?

“Eeehheheh. You didn't read the headlines did you?”

Fallen down/up the stairs?

“I............ both......... now don't look at me like that! Like you haven't fallen UP the stairs before!”

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

“Oh I'm still feelin' the residual pain!”

Wanted to disappear?

“Maaaaaany, many, many, many, many times. The average populous doesn't take kindly to mad doctors unfortunately. This lake is the closest I've been to disappearing from the public eye.”

FOUR PREFERENCES

Smile or eyes?

“Smiiiiles. I didn't choose dentist out of spite for nothing.”

Shorter or Taller?

“My favorite people have always been shorter then me. I'm already a tall man, taller people just frighten me.”

Intelligence or Attraction?

“Intelligence is always a good thing to me.”

Hook-up or Relationship?

“Yikes. Unless you’re referring to placing a hook at the end of a fishing rod, I prefer neither really.”

FAMILY

“-gulp-”

Do you and your family get along?

“Oh we’ve had our good and emmm, catastrophic moments, I admit. I....mm... instigated a lot of the bad times...... But for the most part we... tried? After my first arrest and trial though, eeeeeeh..... all that kind of went out the window completely. "Disowned" I believe was the word they used.”

Would you say you have a “messed up life”?

“My life was never perfect in the slightest, but who’s is my dear?”

Have you ever ran away from home?

“When I was a boy, it was a big problem.”

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

“There certainly were threats of that. Especially when I told my father I wanted to go to dental school instead of that one respected medical academy, ehhehee.”

FRIENDS

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

“Isn't that supposed to come with friendship? Wait... I’m thinking of evil clients and acquaintances.”

Do you consider all of your friends to be good friends?

“I don't have many friends to begin with! So yes! Any friend is a good friend.”

Who is your best friend?

“Mmm. I don’t really have the answer to that.”

Who knows everything about you?

“..... that would probably be my mother.”

tagged by: @censorydepravation

tagging: Anyone who wants to try! Go for it! :D

#headcanons #this was really fun!#i love character analysis stuff like this!#asks

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bobowhooo · 6 years ago

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Hard feelings

Genre : Rom-com/ Smut/ Highschool!AU

Starring : Exo, OC, and other OC highschool assholes

Pairing : Baekhyun X OC and OC X sehun shhhh

Summary : Prom, the biggest night of any shallow teens life. The day the boy becomes a man and the girl becomes a woman. And naturally, as a queen bee always should, I had a terrible fucking time.

One shot. (bang)

“Hey, bestie!” Jayde yelled happily as she stepped out of her new 2019 honda accord, given to her for her eighteenth birthday. I let out a breath before locking my convertible. For some reason, i wanted to shoot her for how cheery she sounds. My eyes traveled to jayde’s legs, clad in form-fitting, light pink, Pepto like high waisted jeans, walking over to me with a wide smile on her dewy fresh face. Despite the fact that inside I want to barf all over the loud costume she thinks is an adequate outfit, she looks terribly happy right now, So I’ll put on a smile and let it slide.

“He finally did it! He finally asked me to go!” She hugged me up when her heels tapped close enough to me. I stumbled a bit into my car and threw my hands around her waist. About three months ago jayde got involved with the schools biggest douche bucket, QB of the football team, known for fucking three girls in the empty party planning club room. You know, that type. They made out one time at a party after they bonded over their favorite sex position and jayde claims it was love at first french kiss. They have been “on and off”, you could say, ever since then. But, to be blunt, “on and off” was really just him doing whatever the fuck he wanted to, and her crying in my neck about it. Anyways, now that the prom is coming up, she’s been on her best behavior to make sure she’s the one he asks. And to my surprise, she succeeded.

“That’s so great jay!” I said with a sweet smile. “You know, you should thank me too.”

Her smile faltered slightly and she gave me a confused look as if she doesn’t understand. She should.

“Ehh come on jay. You and I both know how much everyone in school shipped us together, if I didn’t pass on him he would be begging on his knees to go to prom with me right now, and not you. No offense.”

“Y-yeah, true! Thank you!” She said with a giggle. “But you have baekhyun anyways, you don’t need him.”

“Say that things name again and I’ll bitch slap you so hard, your dead dog will feel it.”

Jayde gasped as she covered her mouth with her manicured hand, scrunching her eyebrows in shock and fear. I shot daggers at her face then her shitty pants and stormed away with a tinge of anger. How dare she mention him while im gracing her with my presence. Is she like, dim or some shit? I’m pretty sure this school is making a big mistake by letting her graduate. I climbed up the stairs to the entrance doors of bellewood high. Every time I enter this building I wonder why I haven’t transferred to some random prep school yet. But then I remember my dad’s “I want you to live a normal life like I did.” Speech. I don’t get how you can work hard to make sure that in the future your children get the opportunities you could never have, just to push them in a school less than that of a wonderful opportunity. Don’t get me wrong, this is certainly a school for upper middle class, and I guess that’s good enough for right now. but some people just didn’t get that memo. Which is unfortunate, to say the least.

I pushed open the doors and swayed my way into everyone’s eyes. As always, stealing everyone’s attention. A slight smirk made its way on my face. What an attention whore I am. Usually, I stare straight down the hall as I strut to my locker, but in the corner of my eyes, I saw people not looking at me, but pass me. What kind of freaky twisted nightmare is this? I stopped before turning around, only to bump my chest into someone.

Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

I eyed the person stealing people’s attention, which by the way is practically my birthright, and scoffed.

“Gina.”

“Piece of shit, I mean, baekhyun.”

“Real original.” The boy said to me with less than no emotion. His fresh and fragrant scent blew passed me as he walked away as if he never even saw me in the first place. Another scoff accidentally made it’s way out of my mouth and I softly stomped my foot. I hate how powerless I feel against him, but at the same time, that’s what’s so attractive.

Baekhyun, the school’s golden boy. He’s pretty much good at everything he does and still stays humble while he’s at it. Although he’s definitely not oblivious to how perfect he is. He’s the kind of guy that comes in your dreams to sweep you off your feet. Except he’s right in front of you, somewhere on the football field, or in the school’s latest musical. Yes, you heard me correctly, the school musical, I remember just how wet I got watching him play don lockwood in singing in the rain. Recently though, he’s become even more of a player than before, after a rumor that his magical fingers brought the most popular girl in school to a very obvious climax in biology.

Good times. I would do it again in a second, If everything between us didn’t go to shit.

As I made my way to my locker I caught a glimpse of baekhyun in what looks like a forced interaction with my ex right hand. The beast-like bitch shoved her way in between me and baekhyun not too long ago so I dropped her like any person in their mind would.....and maybe almost ruined her life in the process. I guess some could say that’s the reason why baekhyun left me the way he did. I personally have no opinion on it because I refuse to acknowledge the huge L baekhyun and that skank bag maeline are trying to serve me.

With all that being said, prom is coming and my ex-date is now stuffing his tongue down my ex-friend’s throat. I have no one to go with. Me! I have no prom date! Gina hwang! Genie of the bellewood high! Even the weird girl, angie tice, that’s deaf in one ear got a fucking date! I mean he’s a weirdo too but that’s beside the point!

Ehem.

Yes, as I was saying, it’s really out of the ordinary for me, the most popular girl in school, to be in a date emergency for one of the biggest nights of my life. But in my defense, my fondness for that hoe bag had me blinded into thinking that I wouldn’t need a back up plan.

Note to self: boys will be boys, no matter how much you want them to be men. NEXT TIME, I WILL BE PREPARED!

I huffed and unlocked my locker, placing my bag in it neatly as I thought about who the fuck could save me from my crisis. I don’t need any real feelings to be involved. Just someone that looks cute with me hanging on their arm in my expensive prom dress. Someone that will make baekhyun eat his heart out.

There’s that adonis in the drama club, and that sexy ass soccer player. But to be honest there’s a rumor going around that they’re happy for each other, if you know what I mean. But I don’t believe that. Besides, who wouldn’t go straight for me?

“Ahah! Stop it loeyyy!” Jayde spoke playfully to chanyeol as he continued to kiss her all over like an excited puppy. I rolled my eyes and slammed my locker, grabbing their attention.

“Oh, it’s dumb and fucker.”

“Genieeee.” Chanyeol said dragging my name. “Found a date yet?”

“Don’t patronize me, asshole.” I turned my head in a pissed off nature. Who does he think he is? At least my date won’t have the IQ of negative 12.

“She’s in a bad mood honey bun.” She spoke in a sweet voice, talking as if I wasn’t standing right here.

I scoffed and turned away. “For your info, I have a date, he just, doesn’t know it yet.”

“Thanks, coach!” I said while running off the field. Soccer practice has become particularly grueling lately, now that the next game will be against our biggest competition. Berkwood high, our rivals since before this school was even a thing. Everyone from that school is a complete asshole, in all honesty, they’re stuck up attitudes make you want to choke them to death, then do the same to yourself. Surprisingly the soccer players are worst than the football players in this case. Probably because most of their football players aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed. Our football team always wins against theirs, but their soccer team is better and much harder to beat. Too bad for them though, because lately we’ve been on a winning streak, and I don’t plan to stop that any time soon. But with all that being said, I have been so busy prom is the last thing on my mind. Which translates to - “I don’t have a date or a tux, so im not going.”

I sprinted into the locker room and went straight to taking off my soccer jersey. No matter how much I love soccer, I hate the dirty feeling I have afterward. Sweat, grass, and a dank odor, all things I hate when I'm not on the field.

“Nice abs.” I jumped from the sudden voice filling my ears and interrupting my thoughts. I instinctively covered my stomach with my arm before looking up at the intruder.

“Gina.”

“Sehun.”

“Just what the hell do you want?”

“You.”

A fantasy. “What?”

She looked at me with a smirk and her pretty eyes were low. Im pretty sure I fantasized about this before, but I have a lot of those so I can’t say for certain. she gave a little pout before reaching out for my arm. revealing my abs again.

“I really need your help, sehun.”

“You and I both know when you need help it means I might end up either getting my ass beat or getting expelled.”

“That won’t happen this time. I just am in a prom crisis.”

“What do you mean?”

“Me and baekhyun broke up. Didn’t you hear?”

“I heard, but I thought it was all just a stupid rumor.”

“No, he dumped me after mae made up a stupid rumor that he slept with her. And I kind of.....tried to ruin her life after that. So now he thinks I'm some kind of monster, or whatever.”

“Ahhh I seeee, so im your last resort.”

“W-well, y-yeahh.”

My eyes traveled from her face to her body, the only reason I'm hesitant is because I don’t want her to see how excited I actually am. To be honest, I have had my eye on her since I first came to this school, but baekhyun swept her up before I gained the balls to say even a word to her. No girl has caught my attention since I met her, so this is the moment I’ve been waiting for. All I ever wanted was one night with her, one night, and she’ll fall in love. I just know it!

“Well, you’re in luck. I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t had the time to find a date.”

“Oh my god! That’s perfect! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

She hugged me in excitement and I felt self-conscious about how sweaty and smelly I must be. I don’t think she minded though.

About an hour later, I was clean and walking down the busy halls. I can’t help but think I should tell baekhyun about the fact that I'm going to prom with his ex of what? like a week? Me and him are friends so I owe it to him don’t i? But then again everyone on the football team and soccer team are friends, so does it reallyyy matter? Fuck it, we’re friends but not so close that I owe him an explanation for this. What I really should be thinking about is what I'm going to wear. It’s late but I think i can still get my hands on a tuxedo.

“Sehun! Get your ass over here!”

I looked to the left side of the hall at baekhyun yelling at me with his arm over that mae girl. He looks like a complete asshole if you ask me, i still don’t know how gina ever fell for him of all people. I walked over to him with only one thing on my mind.

Should i tell him?

“Long time no talk! Where you been?”

“Yeah, I’ve been busy on the field. We have a big game coming up.”

“Oh rigghht the game. Well, good luck with that.” He gave a bright smile to me as if that was going to put more umph to his words. The hell is he so happy for?

“Yeah, thanks.” I said as i side eyed mae.

“Oh! that reminds me. Do you have a date for prom yet? I'm asking because i could always help you out.”

“N-no need. I have a date.” I said startled by the sudden question. Is he always this nice? I never expected a sentence like that to come from him.

“Oh? Who’s that?”

“Oooh! I know!” Mae randomly barged her way into our convo. “It’s that girl from the volleyball team that goes to all of your soccer games!”

I was surprised by her answer but ended up scowling in my head. Who could be friends with such a big mouth, good lord. I don’t even know what girl she’s talki- never mind, i do. But still, could she just shut up. “It’s not her. I’m sure she has a date by now though.”

“Just tell usss, we’re going to see you there anyway.” Baekhyun said before lightly hitting my arm.

He’s right, everyone is going to see us there. There’s no reason to hide it any longer. I looked down at my feet and murmured gina’s name.

“Who?” Baekhyun asked with a confused pout.

“Yeah, who?” Mae asked like some kind of echo to baekhyun. This just might be the worst couple I’ve ever seen, and that says a lot since i go to high school.

I rolled my eyes discreetly before clearing my throat. “Gina.”

It felt like after the mention of her name they both went on pause. Baekhyun looked completely shook as he looked at me, making no other movements. Mae looked the same way but with a tinge more anger probably due to baekhyun’s reaction.

Is it really that big of a deal?

“Well, if you will excuse me.” I said quietly to the two statue-like people standing in front of me. “I have a tux to rent.”

My hand ran through my hair when i walked out of my last class. Today was unexpectedly a success, to be honest. Sehun of all people not having a date yet is a pure miracle. I mean, you can’t blame me for thinking that since he’s almost as popular as baekhyun. You would guess some girl would be up his ass about the prom by now. All that aside, I’m just glad i don’t have to go stag or attend the prom with one of those cringe “gal dates” on some, my prom date is my best friend shit. Plus i don’t hang out with losers so why would any of my friends not have a date. It would just never work.

I reached for the door with my right hand. completely ready to get out of this trash ass school until i felt someone grip my left hand. I could tell it was baekhyun by how soft the palm of his hand is. He still has calluses on his fingertips from trying to learn how to play the guitar with chanyeol. He still owes me a love song. And i still want it.

“What do you want, baekhyun?”

“So i guess i’m going to see you at prom with sehun tomorrow.” What he said wasn’t a question in the slightest. I looked at him as his head was a bit low. He looked genuinely hurt by the situation. But what did he expect from me? Did he want me to not go to prom, or go alone and sad, while i watch him dance with the bitch that made up a fucked up rumor to get between us? “I-i understand. I guess it just didn’t hit me that you’ll be there with someone else.” He added after locking eyes with me.

“Well, that’s unfortunate. It definitely hit me hard that you’re going with maeline of all people.” I pulled my hand out of his and folded my arms.

“There’s more to that story than what it looks like. I didn’t do it to hurt you.”

“Save it. Don’t come to me like this. Remember who broke up with who. Despite what i tell people.”

“Gina.” His eyes had so many emotions in them it pissed me off. Who is he to break up with me and still have me feel helpless with just one look. He’s like hurting me. I don’t get hurt though. I hurt people. This isn’t me.

“I don’t care what you have to say baekhyun. At this point, all i want to do is go to prom, get my crown, and fuck sehun for being such a good date.”

Even i winced a bit after saying that. Although, i hope he feels just as bad as i do. Yes, I know. I'm a bitch.

Baekhyun’s puppy-like eyes filled with something other than hurt before he looked away from me for the first time since he made eye contact with me. “You’re right. Why am i here with you?” He said with his cheeks heating up most likely in anger. “I should be with my date right now. I think i’ll take her to my parent's cabin after prom too.”

“B-but, that’s our place.”

“No, it isn’t, there is no ours. Because there is no us. Not anymore. I get it now. Your feelings were never as deep as mine.”

He sniffled and took a deep breath before storming past me and bumping into my shoulder out of the doors behind my back.

Tonight is the night. I just hope it lives up to my expectations, because if not i can guarantee I'm going to scream in someone's face. My mom always told me her prom was sooo amazing because that was the night my dad told her he loved her. Now, i definitely won’t be hearing that tonight, but in my defense getting the prom queen title will be better. I think. And i know my mom can’t relate to that. So ha!

I smoothed out my dress while staring myself down in the mirror. The dress i picked is a dark red satin, strapless, open back ball gown with high slits. It’s like what a really sexy princess would wear. Which is pretty much my aesthetic. I smiled at myself in complete satisfaction with how i look right now. Im so fucking hot. How can people even handle me?

“Honey! Your date is here!”

Deep breath in and a soft slow one out. Why am i nervous? I asked myself as i walked out of my room and to the stairs. I always wanted this moment to be with baekhyun. Him, at the bottom of the stairs, and me ascending down like an angel in the disguise of a really fucking hot teenage girl. His face in complete shock because of how stunning i am, and me smiling as if i don’t know how good i look, even though i know for damn sure im drop dead gorgeous. I was daydreaming so hard when i reached the stairs i almost had a heart attack after missing a step. if my hand didn’t death grip the wooden rail i would have definitely face planted by now. I gave a shy smile to my parents and sehun who were staring at me. I probably looked like an idiot just now, but with the way sehun is looking at me, im going to guess i didn’t look thaaat bad. I continued my slow walk down the stairs so everyone could bask in my beautiful presence. I took sehun’s hand when i got to the bottom and kissed him on the cheek as thanks. A flash hit my side profile and i whipped my head towards my mom to scowl at her.

“I'm sorry honey you just looked so gorgeous.”

I dropped my scowl for a sweet smile and nodded. “Naturally. I guess i can understand that reaction.” I spoke smugly.

Sehun’s hand traveled to my waist. “Yes, you look gorgeous. Like i just-”

“Hands off the merchandise kid. Don’t make me cut those fingers off.” My dad said with all the intimidation he could muster up.

my mom hit him lightly on the chest to stop him from staring at my date “Lenny.” She said, soft but stern.

“Right, well we wouldn’t want that now would we.” Sehun spoke sarcastically while trying to still seem polite.

“Let’s just get out of here!” I grabbed sehuns and made my way to the door as i heard my parents say random things in the background. I wasn’t listening though.

“A limo! Sehun you shouldn’t have!” I said with a surprised smile.

“You ordered it though?”

“Ugh, it’s perfect!” I said as the chauffeur opened the door for me. I smiled as he helped me in. A princess never gets tired of being treated like one. Sehun plopped in after me with no help from the chauffeur even though his face made it seem like he wanted it.

“So, chanyeol is coming?” The handsome boy asked.

“Yes, actually he is.”

“Oh.” Silence filled the vehicle and i already started scrolling through my phone. If this was baekhyun, he would have been talking my ear off, and i would have given the same thing back. I guess the rumor that he liked me was really just a rumor. If he did he would be more talkative right?

“I'm sorry. I'm awkward like this because i’ve always dreamed of going to prom with you. You’re probably already thinking not too good things about me.” The boy said while rubbing the back of his neck out of nervousness.

I looked at him with wide eyes. “Me? Not to sound insecure or oblivious, but why me?”

“Yeah, you. If I'm being honest i have liked you since i first saw you at homecoming.”

“That early huh? Well, how come you never made a move on me, sehun?” I said and nudged him playfully.

“Well, if you haven’t realized, im a strong believer in the whole love is timing type of thing. I watch for an opening more than i make openings. If that even makes sense.”

I was looking deep into his eyes without even noticing. His words are so genuine and his eyes are shaking and nervous. If i touched his hand right now i bet it would be moist from a small amount of sweat. He’s so sweet. I was smiling without trying and somehow our places on the seats of this limo came closer to each other. He’s so different from baekhyun, which for right now, seems like all i need.

“I just admired you from afar for a while. So im nervous because all the things i wanted are coming to me so suddenly.” A nervous chuckle came out of his mouth when i came even closer to him than before. He cleared his throat and nodded his head as if he was agreeing with himself to keep calm. “I don’t know why I'm nervous. I'm not usually like this.”

“Who would have thought the cunning star soccer player oh sehun was such a cute, nervous mess.”

“Im not.” He said looking at me with a goofy kind of smile.

“Prove it.” I looked him in the eyes intensely daring him to make the first move in the back of this limo. “I promise i don’t bite. I might scratch a little though.”

He looked mesmerized before we both got startled by the screaming heard from outside the limo. I didn’t notice that we had stopped moving until now. I sighed before the door of the limo was harshly pulled open and chanyeol jumped in without acknowledging me and sehun. We both moved out of the way instinctively as he pushed his way in. He had a bottle of champagne in hand while he pulled jayde in and onto his lap.

“Oh my god! You look so good gina!” She yelled before chanyeol moved her out of his way so he could get a good look at me. They obviously did some pre-partying before they got in here. Judging by their appearance they most likely made out on her doorstep and drunk more than half of that champagne bottle in chanyeol’s hand. Real classy.

Jayde climbed all over me with compliments and as i fought off her affection, i spotted in the corner of my eye chanyeol staring down my date in confusion. “Sehun?” Chanyeol asked with a completely surprised look.

“Hm?” Sehun asked reluctantly. He didn’t look at chanyeol in the eye when he answered which helped me understand what’s going on perfectly. He’s scared of chanyeol. And there is a high chance of chanyeol trying whip sehun’s ass for going with me to prom. So he has good reason to be.

“What the fuck!?” Chanyeol said loudly. Sehun looked so uncomfortable trying not to provoke him any more than he’s provoking himself. “Why would you go with her? Aren’t you supposed to be baekhyun’s friend?” Chanyeol asked aggressively.

“Look. They’re broken up now. get over it.” Sehun looked at him in the eyes finally with an almost cold stare. I sighed before lowering my hands from jayde’s face. This isn’t going to be good. Considering how close he is to baekhyun, this is probably really triggering for him.

“Chanyeol, let it go. Just let him be.” Jayde said in a soft calming voice i didn’t know she had. I nodded in agreement.

Oh, did i forget to say that? Chanyeol has slight anger issues. And when it comes to someone he cares about, there’s no way he isn’t going to get heated.

The huge boy jumped from his seat and grabbed the collar of sehun’s tuxedo and pulled his fist back before sehun pushed him off and a full on fight between the two broke out. I sat there and watched as jayde barged in trying to break them apart.

What a fucking disaster.

The only thing that could make this worst is-

All of a sudden the car came to a hard stop sliding us all to the other side of the limo. I was cushioned by the seats while everyone else had a rougher ride. I got up to knock on the partition. “Hey! what the fuck is wrong with you!?”

The door of the limo whipped open and the chauffeur popped his head with an angry expression. I looked at him in complete confusion.

“Everyone out. now!”

“I refuse!” I said with a pout. How could he put us out like that. No, no, how could he put me out like that!? Im the one who paid for this stupid fucking limo, plus, i wasn’t even participating in that heathen like behavior.

“I said out!”

“Okay, okay!” Jayde said as she got out first. Chanyeol pushed sehun out of the vehicle while he stepped out too.

I let my face stay in one of annoyance and confusion as i looked at the rude chauffeur. How dare he. “Ugh! At least let me stay i wasn’t even doing anything!” I pleaded.

“No! I would rather go broke then go through another wild prom night. Did your parents not teach you any manners. The hell is wrong with this generation!?”

I scrunched up my face as he pulled me out of the car with his glove covered hand. Sehun grabbed me away from the man with a scowl. “It’s alright we’ll just call an uber.”

“Tch! Good fucking luck!” The chauffeur yelled at us before hopping in his limo and hauling ass like a maniac.

Loving prom night already.

It’s been about an hour since i arrived and if I'm being honest with myself i haven’t taken my eyes off of the entrance since i walked in here. I can’t help but want to see her on the night she used to talk about with me all the time. The one night i always imagined with her.

But despite that, she’s a snake in a sexy little sheep costume. She never really loved me and i have to remind myself of that when i see her. Which will hopefully be soon. Only so i can prove to myself that i can stay strong. She’s not good for me. And neither is mae but that’s another story for another day.

“Baekhyunniee!” Mae squeaked as she jumped up to throw her arms around my neck.

“Hey...”

“Are you having a good timee?”

“You could say that. Where have you been?” i asked cutely even though i didn’t really care.

“Oh, you knowww, here and there. Want something to drink?”

I hummed a response and looked away. I wish i cared more about how suspicious she was just now. If it was gina i would have pressed more.

Speak of the devil.

I caught her eyes as she waltzed in like some kind of angel. I bit my lip when i looked from her head to the end of her dark red dress. I always loved that color on her. I sucked in breath and tried my best to look away but those slits that show her soft thighs are driving me crazy. What i would give to just fu-

“Oh, look what the cat dragged in.” Mae said as she roughly handed me my cup.

“Thanks.”

The girl snagged my hand dragged me in the direction gina and sehun were standing. I have to admit they look together. Saying that to myself will keep me from strangling him. I think.

“Oh! Genie you cameee!” Mae said with fake surprise. I rolled my eyes and gently pulled my hand out of hers only to have her swing my arm around her shoulders.

Gina smiled and touch sehun’s arm lightly. “Well of course, how could i not? I would never miss the biggest night of my life.”

“Well, i just thought since you lost one thing very important to you already. You might lose something else tonight. It might have been better to stay home.”

The beautiful girl in red cocked one eyebrow and tilted her head. “Poor poor maeline. If you want to be prom queen you could have just said so. I would have let you have it gladly. But only after you take out of my cold dead manicure.”

Gina bumped shoulders with mae before walking away with sehun’s hand in hers. “Hm, i bet she thinks she’s got it in the bag. But i know for sure she won’t win.” Mae smirked and lifted her drink to her mouth.

“Do you know....who will?” i asked only to see if she’ll say what im thinking.

“Me of course.”

I knew it. “Mae, d-did you tamper with the votes?”

“Maybe. Don’t worry baekhyunnie, you’re still prom king.” She said with a wink.

Well shit.

“here.” Sehun spoke while handing me a red plastic cup.

“Thanks. I'm sorry you had to see that.” I took a sip of my drink thinking about how he must think im a monster like baekhyun now.

“No, no, it’s no big deal. That girl deserves to be told off a thousand times. If i were you i would have clocked her by now.”

“Well, with all that being said, it did hurt figuring out that someone i thought was my friend really wasn’t. And because of the weird way i react to being hurt, baekhyun thinks im some fucked up psycho and not only that but im almost positive maeline’s parents are in the process of a divorce.”

“Goddamn. The hell did you do?”

I stared at him with emotionless eyes. “I don’t want to talk about it.”

“Alright, alright. I won’t press.”

We looked away from each other and stopped talking completely. Maybe i should have just told him what i did. My eyes locked on the dance floor as everyone there smiled brightly and danced about. They look so carefree. I want that.

“Sehun? Are you a dancer?” I asked before taking another sip of my drink.

“Not really.” He spoke with a shy smile.

I looked at him while returning the smile, then looked back to the dance floor. I could faintly hear sehun talk to me before i zoned out on baekhyun. He sported a black suit, no tie, and his dress shirt was opened just enough so you could see his perfect chest peeking out. I held my breath when he smiled. He looks so good tonight. How can i control myself with him looking like that?

“Gina?” Sehun called my name noticing i wasn’t paying attention. I hummed a response but kept my eyes on baekhyun the whole time. Finally, the dazzling boy locked eyes with me from afar. At this point, i tuned out everything else but him. He’s the only thing i can see, and i don’t hate it.

He smirked at me when i looked at his chest. He cocked one eyebrow to provoke me more and i chuckled a bit into my hand. I watched him leave the dance floor and walk closer to the table me and my date are seated at. I straightened up and put my hands in my lap trying to keep my composure.

“Could i possibly steal your date?”

I looked at sehun’s face with a slight surprise in my eyes. I had no idea he was going to ask that. Sehun looked from baekhyun to me like he was thinking hard on the situation. Now that we’re here like this i feel like an asshole because im not going to hesitate to get up and leave with baekhyun even though i came here with sehun. I wish i could stop the strong hold he has on me. But then again, maybe i just don’t want to.

Sehun looked upset by this but nodded again like before. He exhaled and closed his eyes before reluctantly saying, "No reason to ask my permission. She was always yours anyways."

He looks defeated and it's my fault. I shouldn't have come here with him. Baekhyun gently slid his hand in mine before pulling me up out of my chair and leading us out of the room the prom is being held in. I looked back at sehun until the crowd blocked my view of him. I messed up with him, but i have to follow my heart. We entered the empty hall silently, walking with a lot of words on our chests. Baekhyun stopped walking to turn towards me with his eyes glistening with emotion. I’m sure mine looked just the same.

"Okay. there are obvious feelings between us still. Even after everything." I said wanting to lead the conversation instead of him.

"Hard ones." He added softly.

"So, I'm just going to give up and say it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for being such a bitch, I'm sorry for the way i treated you and everyone else. Im so sorry for reacting the way i did when i heard the rumor. If only i knew how to not react to being hurt with trying to hurt, things would have been different."

"Im sorry too. Im sorry for not noticing. And I'm so sorry for agreeing to go to prom with mae. I just thought if i did it would make up for the things she was going through after what you did."

"It was my fault. I should have fixed it myself. I feel terrible for putting you in that position. I'm trouble. I don't understand why you ev-"

"Hey, you're the best kind of trouble. We all have our problems, But you wouldn't be you without them, and i only want you."

I stared at him before my eyes got heavier and our lips were pulling each other closer like magnets. It feels so good to get everything off my chest. It feels so good to not hide anymore, or have to put up a strong front. With him, i can be myself and that makes me happy. And not just my head, but my heart too. isn't that all people ask for? His right hand slid into the slit of my skirt and i slid my hand in the opening of his dress shirt. I could feel his heart beating faster the farther he got up my thigh. I think it's adorable. If i couldn't feel it with my hands i would have never guessed that i make his heart race like this.

"Baby, baby. I have something to tell you. You know, while we're getting things out in the air." He spoke between kisses.

"And what is that?" I asked while unbuttoning his shirt more for my satisfaction.

"Maeline tampered with the prom queen votes." He said reluctantly.

"Oh yeah, i know." I said, now sliding my hands down his torso.

"Wait you-"

"Who do you think i am baekhyun? There's almost nothing i don't know when it comes to the goings on in my fucking school." He smiled with an impressed look on his face and bit my smiling bottom lip. "Now, let's go to the infamous abandoned party planning room and forget about prom for tonight."

"I fucking love you." He whispered while excitedly pushing his forehead into mine.

"I love you too baekhyun."

I have a strong feeling that’s going to be the last time i see gina while she’s not with baekhyun. Actually that’s wrong, he’s always going to have her heart. I know because i can feel it in mine. Something else i know is that they aren’t coming back. Which suhcks. I exhaled deeply. Just calm down sehun, Tonight was good enough for now, Your timing was just a bit off. Next time it’ll work out. Yeah next time.

“Okay prom goers! It’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for! Time to announce the prom king and queen!” The young history teacher yelled through the microphone.

I hope baekhyun doesn’t get it.

Yeah, i said it.

“Drumroll please!”

I looked around the room for any sign of the two only to find a smirking maeline. I wonder if she even noticed her date is gone. She finally started to look around the room and i quickly turned my head so she won’t come this way. But, to no avail, i could hear her heels clapping this way aggressively.

“Where! the hell! is baekhyun!?” She yelled at my side profile.

“I wish i knew.”

“Oh, you know. Now tell me! Before they call my name!”

Her name?

“Dude, if i knew, which i don’t, i would tell you.”

“And this year's prom queen and king arrreee!”

“Tell me, damn it!” She yelled louder as if that was going to change anything as she roughed up my tux. I'm not saying i would hurt a woman. But if i was a girl, maeline could catch these hands.

“Gina hwang and byun baekhyun!” The history teacher yelled again excitedly.

I clapped along with everyone else while mae’s grip on me loosened. She looked pale with confusion and i snorted up a laugh before trying my best to hold it down. She thought she was going to win.

“Congradulations! Come on up heree!”

“Looks like tonight is just not your night maeline.” Her face changed expressions quickly and her eyes watered fast. She stomped her foot and i put my hand on her shoulder.

“Byun baekhyun!? Gina hwang!?” The teacher looked around n confusion.

“Come on. I’ll buy you some ice cream, you snakey bitch.”

Maeline sniffled and nodded her head with a pout as she moved my hand off her shoulder. For some reason, she looks kind of...cute.

“No seriously, where is baekhyun and gina?!”

AUTHORS NOTE : Haiii! im sorry it took so long to give you this one shot! but it;s here finally and i hope you enjoyed it. I hope you think of my appreciation for all your love and support when you read this! Also any sehun x gina shippers send me something if you want an alternate ending. *wink wink*

Kissesss <3333 lailaa ~

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