#even though you're gonna suffer from lactose intolerant

[basilfang]

All her notes, well most of them are in Chinese. I can't read it.

But, you are Chinese?

I am, but I don't have the language anymore.

Oh, [] sorry.

I tell my brother sometimes that the reason I steal from him is because I wish they'd taken me to China with them, after the divorce, but they didn't, and it's revenge. But that's not really true. I wish they didn't divorce at all.

Wait, your parents are divorced?

Were, they remarried each other.

I don't think I'm close enough to you to make the joke I want to make.

I think that's a good assessment, Archie. If I'm being genuine, it's a stupid part of my family's whole thing, and I wish it never happened, I mean I'm glad they got back together but separating and moving away at all? With the divorce and everything? Kid me probably thought I was never going to see my dad or brother again. At that point I hadn't been back in a while, and since they came back going to China is just something that's not come up. My brother speaks near perfect Chinese, his accent will be just like my Chinese cousins or at least similar. Even if I relearn it and become very proficient, my accent will sound like a foreigner.

Does that stop you from learning it again?

Maybe a little. I know it's a cop out.

We all go on our own journey with everything, right? I didn't start attempting pastries again until recently, after I failed miserably a few years ago and nearly set my Aunt's kitchen on fire. And this time I didn't set the kitchen on fire! Sometimes it's okay to lose your groove, or like become unfamiliar with something, and come back to it, right?

I guess. You bake? I didn't know that.

Well, I don't bake per say, I try and make sweet treats, but I'm not very good. I cook more than bake.

You should cook me a giant lasagne.

Can't tell if you're joking. You told me you're lactose intolerant.

Doesn't mean I can't enjoy a hearty cheesy lasagne. I just suffer afterwards.

Fair play. Maybe I will, you could come to mine tomorrow? We could look more at the photographs too.

About that - Willow gave me some more that were dropped on her developing room floor!

Oh cool!

I'm gonna figure out what's so weird about this town, maybe it'll stop giving me the heebie jeebies then.

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This town is so quiet, there's barely anyone about.

I don't think it's that much of a town, if you're comparing it to Frome, and to be fair we got to Frome on a Saturday morning, it's going to be busier than a much smaller town on a Sunday evening.

Very good point. Not even a soul walking their dog though?

Maybe it's just a weird evening. Hey, O, did you figure out what that message meant?

I don't think so. The sender hasn't replied and Nora said it definitely wasn't her or Ben. They're the only ones I think might send me some sort of cryptic message like that. Might have been meant for another person.

Okay. Just ominous though, to receive it in the middle of the night.

Not on the foremost of my mind if I'm honest, a prank text message's got nothing on the weird vibe this town has. I swear my hair has been vibrating the entire time we've been in the town boundaries.

Maybe the fact you can't check Tumblr or YouTube every five mintues is forcing you to confront the grim reality of the big world we live it.

Hey, my emotional support crocheting videos can wait, it's not that. But I'm sure it's just because it reminds me so much of one of the places I grew up.

Fair. Let's check out those spots and see if you can get any good photos before it gets bats arse dark.

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Charles, I hope this letter finds you well.

Apologies for the lateness of my response. I was hoping we could have this conversation in person, but circumstances have kept me away from London for longer than I expected. I may not be able to make Anne-May's Christmas party after all. However, that may be a blessing as you might not want to see me after your reading of this is done.

I may be old fashioned for someone my age, but I feel as though it would be unfair for me to tell you of my decision and not give you the reasoning as to why. It has been a brilliant 10 months that we've spent in each others company, and I don't regret a moment of it. But I must end our tie here. I fear you want a woman who will be your home maker, and even the mother of your children. Celia said you denied wanting to wed and make children when she asked, but - this may come as a suprise to you, and if it is this is my apologies for assuming you were a part of the decision - your mother's long letter detailing what furniture we will need in our apartment to accommodate a new born told me perhaps we are on different pages. I loved you at every turn of the night, Charles, but it's time you find a woman who can give you and your mother the life you want. Moreover, if I was ever to have children, there is no future where I raise them eating English dinner every night, I cannot subject them to that.

Now, you will send a letter demanding more as you may suspect this is not the full reason of my wanting to explore outside of our time together. So do not do so as I will tell you the other large reason. You may still find it incredible to believe, but walk with me into this. This town I am in, for my work, which you know all about so I will not burden you with a retelling, however much I love detailing the ins and outs, has left me with some experiences strange to say the least, and unsettling if I were to say a little more.

Perhaps if you did not say the things you did in February, or imply what you did when my friends were present, or my work didn't take the turn it did here, we could have seen more days together. I mean it when I say I have had a good time with you. However, Charles, for the love of all things good, stop bringing your mother into every conversation as if she was a third thumb.

Any matters to do with my belongings in what would have been our new apartment, please expect correspondence from dear Celia. As for my book collection, you can keep it, I have outgrown those volumes. Except The Haunting of Hill House. I have only read it once since it came out last year. Kindly pile it with the items that will be collected by Celia.

Lastly, I have not mentioned Old Sparky, as it upsets me so to say this, but while he was mine to begin with, it seems that you are a good owner to him, and if I'm honest, this town - I can't say how soon I would leave, therein lies part of the problem - is not suitable for dogs. Keep him happy and remember that every year on his birthday, he receives half a slice of marmalade roll.

Love, Edith

[jjpmoans]

First off, P.L.E.A.S.E i just started reading and you already gave me a cheese shut up! Now how am I going to deal with my lonely lifeeee. And on the second note, I'm surprised they didn't jump at each other in two weeks. Well I guess, Park Jinyoung can hold on long right ;)

Second off, OF COURSE BOI that would be the biggest gossip ever if someone as handsome as Dr Park is taken asdfghjkl oh my god I can see him striding in his white coat and hair laid back shit man what did I take this morning why does this seems very real god.

Third, I actually forgot that last fic was Jinyoung's pov. So i was lagging when Jinyoung starts to talk about his childhood to y/n. Also when she saw the picture and cannot recognise his sister, I was like 'what??' then become 'ooohh yes yes i forgot lol'. Anddddddd---- boi everywhere in any fanfic, everytime you say 'Fuck', you make me whistle lmao like fuck why do you have to be irresistable.

FOUR oh shit man why. WHY DO THEY HAVE TWINS. WHY IS THIS SOOOO BEAUTIFULLY WRITEN WHYYYYY

I mean. You know, this story would be beautiful even without the smut. You proved it is! While I do looking forward to read the smut, when I read the first paragraph, I just forgot the smut and read intently. Just as I thought this cannot be more heart attacking and cheesy, you just proved me wrong. NOW what you gonna do? I'm lactose intolerant now.

Chelle, you just made me want to have a soulmate. For whatever reason. I want to havr a soulmate like jinyoung please someone where can I buy him???

Forever [M] (Destined Series)

*Also known as Five Week’s Later from it’s planning stages*

Summary: You thought now that your soulmate Jinyoung was back in your world, things would become instantly a happily ever after. You weren’t expecting the transition to being with your destined partner to come with so many new challenges along the way.

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x reader (ft. Mark Tuan)

Genre: soulmate au / romance / angst / smut (18+ content)

A/N: So the final puzzle piece of the Destined series is now complete! This story won’t make sense without reading Destined and To Love You, so if you haven’t read them already, they will be linked in the reblog or can be found in my masterlist link in my bio.

**There is a smut scene in this as it was highly requested, but because I don’t write smut all that often, don’t hate me if it lacks, alright lol.

Word count: 9567

When you first met your soulmate, well, you kind of hated him. You weren’t ready to let go of the life you had hoped for with your best friend Mark, and then when you discovered just how prickly Park Jinyoung’s personality was, you felt as if you had been ill-fated. He had even made it clear at the time that his destiny didn’t have you in it.

So why was it that you couldn’t get enough of him now?

Five years had passed and with an uncanny twist of fate, you broke your leg and ended up in the arms of Jinyoung again. Sure, being a doctor and all, it made sense that Jinyoung would find you again in the hospital he worked at. But you hadn’t expected after your last unfortunate encounter with the handsome man that he would be now begging to taste more of you.

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