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lxkeee · 1 year ago

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MY LOVE, IS MINE ALL MINE

PART TWO

pairing: Lucifer x fem! reader

fandom: hazbin hotel

genre: fanfiction

notes: lmaoo sorry it took awhileee I'm actually a very busy college student while simultaneously having so much brainrot for this man so... Be patient omfg, I just posted part one a two days ago 😭 also, don't mind the warnings too much as it doesn't specifically for this specific chapter but it can be future parts of the story. So yes, hand holding before marriage will happen between Lucifer and [y/n]

warnings: none except hand holding before marriage lmao.

PART ONE | PART THREE

The princess of hell along with her girlfriend was just settling in the guest room heaven provided for them temporarily as they had an important meeting with them.

Charlie and Vaggie stopped talking as their was a knock on their door, “Who do you think is it?” Charlie asked and Vaggie shrugged and Charlie decided to open the door.

There stood a rather tall female angel with three pairs of wings and a golden halo on her head, the short white dress accompanied by gold compliments the woman's figure beautifully.

Safe to say both Charlie and Vaggie were mesmerized, the woman before them was drop dead gorgeous. Though, Vaggie was still cautious, despite a former angel, she doesn't know who this woman is as some seraphim angels tend to not show themselves to the lower ranking aside from Sera.

“Are you Princess Charlotte? The daughter of Lucifer?” the woman asked with her [e/c] eyes sparkling in excitement, the woman quickly placed her hands over her mouth in embarrassment, “Oh! Sorry for the intrusion, I forgot to introduce myself,” she says with a small smile before giving the two girls a curt bow, “My name is [y/n], a seraphim. It's a pleasure to meet you two.”

Charlie gave her a big grin, giving the woman a curt bow. The princess of hell decided to trust her as she couldn't sense any bad intentions from the older woman and to her, the name [y/n] sounded awfully familiar, she just forgot where she had heard it before. “It is so nice to meet you, I am Charlotte but you can call me Charlie.” Charlie said and [y/n] just grinned as Vaggie decided to just watch the two, still cautious. The older woman's eyes landed on Vaggie and she gave her a grin, “And who might you be?” she asked her and Vaggie just glared at her before avoiding her gaze, “Vaggie.”

[Y/n] just grins, her eyes analyzing the gray haired woman before letting out a small hum before shifting her gaze to the princess. [Y/n]'s heart ached a little to see how much the girl looked exactly like her father. [Y/n] misses him, she wished she did something that could have prevented his fall. Regrets always comes last. She took a deep breath then once more wore a bright smile on her face. Charlie noticed the shift of her mood but decided not to question it.

“So Charlie, I came here as I was curious what your plan for hell is about.” [y/n] says softly, she wasn't there during the meeting Lucifer requested for hell and this time, she promised to be there for his daughter instead. Charlie's eyes sparkled excitedly, excited that an angel aside from that bitch ass Adam would finally listen to her. “Really?!” The princess asked excitedly and [y/n] can only let out a soft chuckle, “Of course, why don't we take a walk while you tell me about it? Your friend can join us too.”

Charlie calmed down and gave the older woman a smile, “Vaggie here is actually my girlfriend.” she says, expecting the older woman to judge her but she was surprised when [Y/n] just ruffled her hair. “My apologies, I didn't know.”

The younger girls were surprised, that an angel didn't show any disgust to their relationship and she even looked like she approved.

“Now then, how about that walk?”

“And that's what I'm planning, I wished for my people to find redemption and join heaven.” Charlie explained softly, taking a bite of her strawberry cheesecake. Both [y/n] and Charlie sat in a rather peaceful cafe in heaven, angelic sigils circling around them as [y/n] casted them for their privacy. [Y/n] can only smile as she listens to the younger girl who rambles about her plans for her people, [y/n] can't help but remember how similar Charlie is to her father, oh heavens... She missed him so much.

Vaggie didn't join them unfortunately, she said that she wanted to rest a little bit in the guest room.

[y/n] gracefully placed down the cup of coffee she was sipping and gently wiping her lips with a napkin, “That is truly admirable Charlie, to see you have so much hope for your people really reminds me of your father. I really hope it will come to life.” the compliment was almost enough for Charlie to burst into tears, to hear someone praise her plans and believe in it, it felt like a mother praising her.

Though, she was able to stop her tears as she realizes something. Reminds me of your father. [Y/n] and her dad knew each other.

Then Charlie remembers, the stories her dad told her about heaven and the stories he told her about his closest angel friend—the only one who believed in him. She remembers thinking that she felt her dad loved that angel in one way or another, with how fondly he spoke of her—with so much adoration.

“I remember now, you were my father's best friend!” Charlie gasped, a hand over her mouth and [y/n] can only chuckle, a hint of sadness in her eyes. “Were? I still think of him as my best friend.” She chuckles softly, “Though, I don't blame him if he doesn't think the same way as I wasn't able to help him back then.” she continues sadly and Charlie had to wave her arms around to stop her, “Nonono, my father doesn't think like that. You're still his best friend.” Charlie reassured the older woman.

“Really now? How is he these days? I haven't heard from him after so many eons.” [y/n] asked softly with a slight chuckle and Charlie can only sigh with a small smile on her face, “Well... He's still how he usually is. Kind, trying his best for me, and lately he had an obsession with making rubber ducks.” she says with a small giggle making the older woman chuckle, “Thay sounds like him, though surprised that he still loved ducks. He used to ramble to me about random duck facts when he was still here. He was such a dork, I truly missed him.” [y/n] says with a chuckle, a longing look in her eyes.

Charlie was able to put two and two together, her father and this woman loved each other and she can only assume they didn't confess in the fear of ruining their friendship. Charlie loves her parents but a part of her is hoping in a different universe, her father and [y/n] are happy together.

Charlie decided not to mention it to the woman and just continued hanging out with the older woman. “I am sure he misses you too.”

“The meeting will start in a few hours and Charlie?” [y/n] says softly before summoning a wax sealed white envelope out of thin air, gold sparkling from where the envelope is as it slowly falls into her hands. Charlie looked at her in curiosity, “Can I ask you a favor?” [y/n] asked her hesitantly and Charlie just nodded, “Of course!”

“Can I ask you a favor of delivering this letter to Lucifer?” She asked and gently extended her hand towards the younger girl in which the girl accepted the letter and placed it in her chest pocket. “Of course! My father would be delighted to hear from you.”

“Thank you, Charlie. I appreciate it dearly.” [y/n] smiled softly as she stood up from her seat, extending her hand to help the hell princess up from her seat. “Now, let me walk you back to your room so you can get ready for your meeting.”

Now the princess of hell wishes the other angels were just as understanding as [y/n]. Even though the meeting didn't go as planned, she felt reassured as both Emily and [y/n] were there in the court room.

“What are we even talkin' about? Some crack-whore who fucked up already? He blew his shot, like the cocks in his mouth. This discussion is senseless and petty.” Lute sneers with an annoyed glare, putting on her mask. Though, Charlie can feel her patience thinning, her eyes glaring at the angels.

The other angels looking down on the scene happening below, [y/n] looking worried for her while glaring at Adam and Lute. “There's no question to be posed, he's unholy, case closed. Did you forget that 'Hell is forever'?” Adam and Lute sang mockingly and [y/n] could feel her anger starting to boil. She always hated Adam, that egoistical prick, she looked up at Sera as if asking her to stop this nonsense.

“A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month. Gotta say, I can't wait to—” Adam sang and [y/n] noticed Sera getting worried, “Adam.” Sera says sternly but it seems the man was too busy to hear her, “Come down and exterminate you!”

At that moment, loud ringing was only what [y/n] heard as she was shocked to hear him say that. Exterminate...? Don't tell me...? [Y/n] asked herself before glaring at Sera, the other angels were also shocked by the reveal.

“Wait!” Emily exclaimed, shocked by the reveal and Adam just noticed his slip up, “Shit.”

“What are you saying? Let me get this straight, you go down there and kill those poor souls?” Emily asked, horrified as she slowly flies down towards Charlie, holding her hand, “You didn't know?” Charlie asked and Emily shook her head. “Whoops!” Adam says, not a care in the world, “Guess the cat's out of the bag.” Lute says with a smirk, “What's the big deal?” Adam asked with a condescending smirk and [y/n] wished she could go down there and punch him.

“Sera, tell me that you didn't know...” both Emily and [y/n] asked simultaneously, though, Sera was just looking at Emily. [Y/n] was pissed at this whole revelation, human souls are killed in heaven by the hands that are supposed to be pure holiness. To think about blood staining those hands, fills her with disgust.

The whole courtroom was a mess, [y/n] doesn't remember what exactly happened. The reveal that Vaggie was an angel didn't surprise her, she can sense the girl's angelic blood but the reveal that Sera was the one who ordered for the extermination to happen, filled her with rage.

“Charlie! Don't lose hope! We will find a way to help you!” Emily says as we watched Vaggie and Charlie be sucked by a portal back to hell, “Don't give up! We'll find a way!” [y/n] added, making sure the two girls heard. Sera glared at her and [y/n] glared back.

That's what Charlie last saw, Emily looking worried and disappointed but what worried her was Sera and [y/n] started arguing, angelic powers starting to spark between them and that was the last thing she saw as she returned back in hell. Thankfully, the letter was safe in her pocket.

#lxkeee hazbin hotel masterlist #lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #lucifer hazbin hotel #lucifer magne #lucifer #“MLIMOM” — LUCIFER X READER

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xxgoldie · 3 months ago

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went to karaoke and someone sang crush by david archuleta so now im thinking abt lighter romance enthusiast lorenz also listening to the most pining songs just the sappiest playlist known to man

as usual, i am Obsessed with lighter being down bad. he's such a fucking dork, i need him. have been listening to a variety of love song playlists for the last few days as i write this and its not helped the brainrot. cw: none, pure fluff, gn!reader wc: 444 (or 618 with the bonus)

when he's out and about, he tends to listen to metal and rock, the same kind of stuff that's in his demo trailer. it gets him in the right headspace for his champion duties. when he's alone, though? his headphones are playing exclusively sappy glitter-gel-pen love songs. he would rather die than let anyone know, he has an image to upkeep - wouldn't even put it past him to have a second spotify account, bc u know the girls will bug him to see his wrapped every year.

within the love song genre, his favourite songs are ones that remind him of you.

his listening history is an amalgamation of different musical styles, but what he really pays attention to is the lyrics; if there's a song that really captures the way he feels about you, or one where the singer describes their lover and they're similar to you, he can't help but put it on repeat. he also loves duets - just like with romance movies, he loves imagining its the two of you in that situation. when he's deep in crush territory, he'll even make a playlist of those songs (it's long - can't help that every other song reminds him of you).

when you're finally together, he's more open about his love of love songs. it may take a bit into your relationship, during some late-night conversation about your respective silly behaviours when you were pining over each other, for him to show you the playlist, titled with just your initial and a heart emoji. but even before that, if you happen to play any of the songs he secretly listens to, you might catch him singing along under his breath (lowkey this post every five seconds). you might chalk it up to him picking up the words of songs the girls listen to, but that's because you don't catch the way he looks at you with the lyrics on his lips.

there are other times where he'll slide up behind you in your kitchen, arms around your waist and head propped on your shoulder, the domesticity and the fact you're wearing his tshirt getting to him. he's not much of a singer, but he'll hum one of those songs in that moment (his voice has a lovely smooth n deep timbre, so his humming sounds Heavenly in your ear). he might get a little embarrassed if you recognise the song and start humming along with him, or god forbid singing, but he'll still sway the both of you along to the music. he's not much of a dancer either, but he can figure out a midnight slow dance in the kitchen for you.

bonus!! a few songs i think he'd listen to, tho kinda influenced by my own music taste (+ spotify links): kiss her you fool - kids that fly (he has it on loop when he's psyching himself up to ask you out) meteor shower - cavetown davy crochet - the backseat lovers (perhaps i'm biased on this one bc i crochet) stitch me up - set it off can't help falling in love - elvis presley cloud 9 - beach bunny ("even when we fade eventually to nothing / you will always be my favourite form of loving" really hits with his whole 'dying for love' thing) love grows (where my rosemary goes) - edison lighthouse paper rings - taylor swift jackie and wilson - hozier (there's a lot of hozier in his playlists, but he really likes the thought of a family with you, even if that's only a couple lines of the song) valentine - atlas sweet tooth - cavetown ("guess i must be satisfactory / you said you love me exactly the way i am" takes him Out i can just feel it) would you be so kind - dodie

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erabu-san · 9 months ago

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halooo erabuuuu:DDD i was wondering what headcanons you have abt sethos and scara (platonic or romantic! im just so happy they're interacting heusheujauw) and i saw the other asks abt them as well and theyre all adorable<333

With the time, yeah, I ship them but... It is a bit complicated ?? I still stuck with one-sided from Sethos, and he already knows it ! But Wanderer doesn't show uncomfortable reaction, and seems like he doesn't care, so Sethos openly continue complimenting him.

Most of the time, when Wanderer don't ignore and they have a conversation, it is deep conversation abt history, their opinion about what wisdom is, they debate etc etc... They know they both have a secret (one is leader of Temple of Silence and the other is more than a simple student) and it kind of make them feel closer in some way, even if they are both different !

Sethos is SO. SO. SOOO. Interested on Wanderer in all kind of way. His origin ? His backstory ? His role in Akademiya ?? His curiosity kind of grow in him, becoming a complexing feeling finding how Wanderer is so fascinating. And the fact Wanderer is canonly have a pretty face doesn't help Sethos hahahaha !

For Wanderer, he is also kind of interested on Sethos ; he is clearly not like everyone he met. I believe he already knows he is from Temple of Silence since he works under Nahida and Sethos met Nahida (in sethosbackto) ! But... a mature and capable leader of old knowledge, who just living as a simple human who likes doing service and like running everywhere, indeed it is not something you can see everyday.

The thing is, I think Wanderer doesn't feel legitimate to have friends, nor living a peaceful life (it shows that he doesn't dislike having interaction with student in Akademiya, he just prefers to be alone maybe because of his "redemption")

So when Sethos clearly shows his interest he has toward him (not in romantic way at first), it makes him so confused on HOW persistent Sethos was. With the time, he just accepted it and even start the conversation when there is only the two of them ! (oh this part of Sethos's backstory 1 still rent in my heart) (calling Sethos a busy BEE and smiling, Wanderer plz.)

Oh, and Wanderer would call Sethos "weird" to like him !

"...You are so weird to like someone like me"

"Yes, maybe I am !"

"Hmph, you will regret it."

"I am the only one who can tell how I do feel"

And because Sethos is honest but not in guileless way, and also smart, kind of makes Wanderer comfortable. But, he can't help to fear rejection, abandonment, and keep feeling guilty, so... he keeps rejecting Sethos (what a bad idea because it doesn't stop him !! I am sure Sethos is also extremely patient to not push Wanderer. Like when Wanderer is leaving, he lets him leaves.)

I HC that one day, Sethos asked "if you want me to stop, look at my eyes, and tell me firmly" and Wanderer hesistated. It is so complex, because yes, he would like him to stop so why suddenly he just can't ? Deeply in him, all this compliments makes him happy, Sethos keeping searching him intrigued him but he finds comfort in Sethos's act (HMMMM borderline disorder personnality Wanderer) (it is so complex, I clearly don't master this topic, I know only the base)

(but it explains his constant fear and his constant rejection of affection)

But Sethos gets it. He understands that some feeling is hard to explain, and with the time, he gets how Wanderer act. He is always harsh and tell his mind, if there is something he dislikes, he would make it clear and badmouth it. so huh in the end sethos didnt stop dfsdgzrg

Anyway !!! there is this one brainrot I like, and this is Wanderer liking hearing Sethos's heartbeat. It happened when they were suddenly close (don't ask the context because i have no idea, just imagine) and Wanderer heard Setho's heartbeat

"How it can be so loud?"

"It is because of you haha"

And, those words activate something in Wanderer. He never had the thought that he could make a heart beating loudly and fast. I mean, the phase of him being obsessed having a heart is over but... wow ?

And I just imaging Wanderer wishing to listen more and more closely. (HUH I DRAW A SKETCH TO ILLUSTRATE MY THOUGHT !!)

And idk maybe listening Sethos's heartbeat relaxed Wanderer, thinking about "this sound is for me"

sethos have wanderer's hat because i just imagine "if you are interested in my hat, let me hear your heart" and that's the deal bazhebahzeaz

Oh !! WANDERER WOULD TEASE HIM, seeing Sethos all flustered.

"Where does your gut leave ? Hmph, it is satisfying to remove your stupid smile" while smirking and it just made Sethos more gay panicking I guess !!

And that's all for sethoscara talk. I hope the answer was in your liking, anon ! Thank you for letting me talk about them

#reply #sethoscara #i am supposed to sleep because i have work tomoroww #and here I am yapping on sethoscara #oh and also !! Since I HC Sethos having dimples #With the time Wanderer would find those dimples cute af but he would NEVER admits it

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phenixa · 2 months ago

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A FloRid Analysis using science (but only at the beginning)

I would like to preface that post by saying that I am not a biology -or scientific- expert at all. I am a humanities major -more specifically a foreign languages one- who just happen to have developped a huge hyperfixation on Twisted Wonderland, its story and characters. And it so happen that FloRid is my OTP. So, brainrot happened.

The hyperfixation and brainrot went so far that I started to hoard facts about octopodes and eels here and there, reading scientific papers written by biologist when the last time I had a science class was like... In first year of high school (en 2nde, pour mes amis francophones)

Okay, so. FloRid. Floyd and Riddle. One of the most appreciated ships in the twst community, being the 4th ship with the most fanfics on Ao3 (with 727 fanfics when I’m writing these words), just behind KaliJami, MalleYuu and RookVil (in this order). I saw a lot of people discussing these two with varying degrees of media literacy (I see you, who claims that this ship is “problematic” because it is a bully x victim ship.). And while I really like to read all of those takes (except the bully x victim one. You’re missing the point sweetie by saying that) and I wanted to add my two cents on that matter.

A while ago, back in September 2024, I stumbled on a twitter thread on FloRid. I can’t find it again, too far back, sorry for that. Basically, what the thread was about, was that Floyd’s interest in Riddle spawned in the fact that Riddle is red, and red doesn’t exist underwater.(see photos below)

It isn’t really that red doesn’t "exist" in aquatic environments, moreso that the wavelength for that colour is absorbed by the environment not that deep (around 6 metres underwater for those (like me) who use the metric system). Oh, by the way, if someone has an explanation of why the hot pink is still as vibrant that deep, I would love to hear that !

So basically, red starts to "disappear" around 6 metres deep, and is completely black around 24 metres deep. It is, let’s be honest, not that deep, especially when we compare to the depths of the ocean.

In fact, red "disappears" in what is called the epipelagic zone - or sunlight zone - the first level of the ocean (see photo below). Which is interesting since, in our world, all species of moray eels live in that zone. And, as it is well known, the Tweels are based on moray eels (possibly Green Moray Eels if we follow the colour scheme of their characters), so, in our world, they would live not that deep below the surface (at depths down to 40 metres (130ft)). Which isn’t true in the game, as it is mentioned multiple times that the Coral Sea is deep below the surface.

As we can see on the picture, the Sun won’t go deeper than 1,000 metres (3280ft) below the surface, and the Octatrio mentions once or twice that there’s no sunlight where they come from. On the wiki, we can read :

"It is said to be very dark and cold and has a smaller population than countries primarily inhabited by humans"

Twisted Wonderland wiki, World, Locations, Coral Sea

So, where am I heading with that ? Well, did you know that Moray eels can’t see colours ? Indeed, in a research done in 2011 by researchers of the Tawain Ocean Research Institute as well as the Sensory Biology Laboratory of the Academia Sinica in Taiwan, simply named "A comparative study on the visual adaptations of four species of moray eels" , the researchers have proven that the four species of moray eels studies are colourblind. They, in fact, can only perceive green and its shades/tints, meaning that, even if it was possible to perceive the colour red underwater, Floyd, in his eel form, wouldn’t be able to see it.

There is a technical side, one that shows that moray eels only have one type cone cells (cells present in our eyes to process colours) in their eyes, to explain this colour blindness (in comparison, human beings typically have three types of cone cells : red, green and blue). The only type of cone cells moray eels possess, as I mentioned earlier, is the green one. The closest example we, as humans, can have regarding this sort of colour blindness is the red-green colour blindness (here, "protanopia"), or the complete bolour blindness ("monochromatism")

(if you can’t see the difference at some point, I have some news for you...)

Basically, in the aquatic world, everyone has protanopia since red isn’t perceived, but moray eels are monochromastics since their eyes can only process greens. (Can I add that the colour palette for tritanopia is really pretty ?)

In the game, it is mentioned multiple times that Floyd couldn’t perceive red at all before coming on land. And the best example is the Stitch event (aka the FloRid event. There’s so much content on these two inside) where Floyd explicitly says that red looks black underwater.

"Colours look a lot different underwater. It only sticks out ‘cuz it’s on land. A red like this would look black in the deep sea where we’re from. You’d barely be able to tell it apart from a rock."

Twisted Wonderland, Stitch’s Tropical Turbulence chapter 3-2-3 "Sparkling in the Sand"

Here, Floyd only presents the fact that the wavelength for red is absorbed by its environment. He says nothing on the fact that he and Jade are supposedly completely colour blind (and just. Basically blind since moray eels are famously known for their shitty vision) before taking their potions. And we have seen time and time again that both twin’s vision and perception of colours on land is pretty good. Just the fact that Floyd can note how red Riddle is, as well as how he was able to see him in a crowd during their orientation (or just how he is able to see small details here and there), is a good indicator of that change between their life in the sea and their life on land. Would it have been funny, and really interesting to make the Tweels colourblind on land ? Yes. Yes it would have been amazing. But alas, I love my two chaos junkies the way they are and wouldn’t have it any other way.

Where did I want to go with that ? Well, if it wasn’t obvious already, I think that Floyd’s interest in Riddle spawns from the fact that Riddle represents something inherently new for Floyd.

When you think of the colour red in regards of twst, you would think of Riddle at some point. I mean, the guy is in the red dorm, his hair is red, he gets red from rage really easily (and the colour usually associated with rage is red), he’s based on the Queen of Hearts, the red queen... Oh and his element in his dorm Uniform card is fire. Red (even if we can completely debate over the fact that fire IRL tends to be more orange than red). That’s a lot of red for a 160cm tall guy, don’t you think ?

Oh, and Riddle was the first person to send Floyd flying, as highlited in Floyd’s Beans Camo vignette.

"Y’know, back at my orientation, a guy way tinier than me used magic to blast me through the air. All I did was razz him a little, and he just SNAPPED. His face was so red, it was almost like he was on fire"

"There weren’t many guys stronger than me under the sea. But here ? This school is crawling with people like that."

Twisted Wonderland, Floyd Beens Camo Vignette,"Nowhere Near the Best" Part.3

If it isn’t said outwradly that the "guy way tinier" than Floyd is Riddle, is it easily understandable from the whole Beanfest event, with Vil telling Epel that Riddle and Floyd had been at each other’s throat ever since their orientation (while adding that every orientation he lived had something disrupting it. What happened during your orientation Vil ? I want to know !), we can also undertsand that the guy was Riddle with Epel’s reaction, stating that "Vil wasn’t kidding about what he said before", referencing Vil’s words.

Oh, and, wan we talk just a second about the groovy of that card ?

In the vignette, this scene happens between the two quotes I used (the tiny guy sending Floyd flying and the fact that Floyd’s pretty strong). Let’s be true five seconds, trying to not look with a shipping lense through that.

WHO LOOKS LIKE THAT WHILE TELLING THAT KIND OF STORY ???

I mean, even while taking Floyd’s persona and character as a whole into account, that’s just the face someone makes when sharing a good memory with a loved one, or someone they’re proud of (my own twin makes that face when they talk about their -adopted- children).

And I even went to ask friends of mine about that face, without telling them the context just "okay, what do you think is happening right now ?" and (without taking into account that one friend who made a lousy joke) the majority of them just answered "he’s ogling his crush". And I mean. Yeah... Yeah that’s definetly the face someone would make when watching their crush. (after telling the whole context, the first answer I got was "Yeah no, he’s masochistic" and I can’t really go against that...). Most of those convo where in French and in between is littered more private convo so I won’t give you any screenshot of that, just know that my friends -some of which aren’t even in fandom spaces- are just as unanimous than I am. That eel is down bad.

On my first draft for that document, I spent a whole 10 paragraphs on their orientation, going as far as trying to explain that Floyd’s interest in Riddle wasn’t firstly based on his hair colour, nor really on his size, but on his strength. I won’t go as deeply into details as in my first draft, but let’s just be clear on that point.

It is said multiple times -as well as shown- that students are expected to wear their hoods during orientation. We see that during the prologue as well as during most Ceremonial Robes vignettes that takes place during (or diretcly after) orientation. For example in Epel’s vignette, we see him and Vil wearing their hoods up, and it is mentioned once or twice by the Savanaclaw guys that they have to keep their hoods up during orientation (which brings them a lot of problems, seeing that the hoods aren’t made for their ears). So, in no world would have Floyd seen Riddle’s hair colour before his altercation with Riddle. His interest first spawned because of Riddle’s magical strength. And the fact that our little guy became housewarden only one week after orientation cemented that interest. I mean, someone that strong ought to be interesting, no ?

Oh and, I won’t go into details here, since it’s not on NA server already, but during Floyd’s dream section, and from what I understand from a reddit post explaining the Octatrio dreams, Floyd starts to remember reality after Silver mentions what really happened during their orientation, with Riddle sending him flying. Ooooh I can’t wait to see that part on the eng server ! More info pleaaaase.

Another point of interest of mine is Floyd’s nicknames. They are based on people’s characteristics, whatever that characteristic may be. For that, Vil is Betta since betta fish are renowed for being beautiful, Ruggie is sharksucker since he’s (literally) sucking off of Leona. And Riddle is Goldfish(ie) (in the sense that officially Floyd calls Riddle "Goldfish" but everyone in the fandom ended up calling him "Goldfishie").

Some points on Goldfish here. First of all, despite their name in English, Goldfish in the modern world tend to be more red than gold-coloured (in French they are called "poisson rouge", literally "red fish" for that fact), but they also are an invasive species once released into the wild. Oh and they are mostly kept as pets by humans.

And, who was kept as a "pet" most of his life by someone, is famously red, and once he was "released" into the world acted somewhat invasive in the life of other people ?

At the time of giving Riddle his nickname, Floyd wouldn’t have known what was going on behind closed doors (or maybe he knew, with Jade fetching information on anyone and everyone for Azul, it’s a possibility) but I find that really funny that Riddle’s nickname suits him on more points than him being small and red (I’m putting once again the screenshot of Floyd saying that, but it’s the exact same one as the one I put at the very beginning of the analysis)

(to think that I took this screenshot a when I first started playing...)

I’d like to point out that this is the first -and only if I’m not mistaken- instance of Floyd explaining the reasoning behind one of his nicknames. While I saw him name other characters here and there (with this specific card, he names professor Trein at one point in his Home Taps) he never goes to length to explain the reasoning behind a nickname. And to be honest, the reason behind this screenshot was to go scream at my friends that he’s completely unpromted. Riddle just spawns in the conversation out of the blue. And, I mean, when you’re interested in someone/something, you usually find a way to include them/it into the conversation. Especially when you’re neurodivergent.

And we come to my next point : Floyd’s neurodivergence.

The boy has ADHD. Is it canon ? Well, it’s not said clearly but it is shown in some points. ShoujoISM made a really good video on that matter some time ago, and that video explains my own point of view on the subject really well, so I won’t go into that many details here. But, if you’re not really interested in watching a 52 minutes long video essay (which, let’s be honest, with the attention span of our generation, would be completely fair), I’ll try to summarise as fast as possiblie with just that sentence : Floyd checks most of the points of diagnosis for ADHD in the DSM-V-TR.

As a fellow ADHD-er with a huge hyperfixation on mental illnesses, I tend to have fun seeing if some characters check the boxes for some diagnosis I headcannon them to have. And, after watching that video, I opened my version of the DSM-V-TR (yes. I have a pdf of that book.) and checked myself every criteria for ADHD and... yeah, no, he fits into the boxes so well. And with the prevalence of neurodivergence in the cast (especially depressive characters), it wouldn’t be extrapolation to say that when Yana created Floyd, she had ADHD in mind.

One of the main points of ADHD is hyperfixation (aka, what is driving me to write fanfic and analyses of those characters) and hyperfocus. And Floyd is shown having periods of hyperfocus. Like that time he hyperfocused on learning how to dunk for 2 days straight. Azul even makes note of that in Floyd’s Tropical Wear vignette.

"My word... When you put your mind to something you want to do, your focus is incredible. I wish you could maintain that attidute when you’re on the clock"

Twisted Wonderland, Floyd Tropical Wear vignette, "Flying Jellyfish", Part.1

Usually, a period of hyperfocus can be a relatively "short" period of time, but it so happens that in people with ADHD, who usually struggle with this exact perception of time, hyperfocus periods can be counted as pretty long for neurotypicals, or neurodivergent people that don’t experience them. As someone who has lived through hyperfocus periods, time seems to just. Not exist, so for Floyd to spend two whole days trying to master a dunk just because it looked fun ; it doesn’t seem that long for me (as a personnal experience, I was once so engrossed and hyperfocused on a paper for uni that I spend more or less a whole week on that paper, skipping classes and everything else...)

And for me, Floyd has a sort of hyperfocus on Riddle. Not really in the sens that he can spend days thinking of him and do nothing else, but more on the sense that he can find the other in a crowd easily, and is just looking for Riddle really often. In Floyd’s School Uniform vignette, it is implied that Floyd looking for Riddle in the library is a common occurence, and it is shown multiple times in the game (in the main story as well as in events) that when confronted to a crowd, Floyd will find Riddle first. For example, in the scene at the beginning of Book 4 where everyone is in the Mirror Chamber, the whole Heartshackle gang is discussing, surrounded by literally the whole school, Floyd makes a beeline towards our group and the first person he talks to is Riddle. Same at the beginning of the Stitch event, when Floyd comes into the library and comes across our group, the first person he talks to is Riddle. Keyhole vision, this is what I call this.

And hyperfixation. You would mostly know what this is is you’re chronically online or in the mental illness side of social medias (especially tiktok). From what I experienced and what I saw with my ADHD friends, sometimes, hyperfocus is caused by a hyperfixation. And in the case of Floyd and his "I really want to learn how to dunk" mindset at that time, we can quite easily conclude that that state of hyperfocus was born from his hyperfixation at the time on basketball.

It is mentioned at some point in the game that Floyd’s interest is fleeting, meanning that even his hyperfixations don’t last that long (once again, from a neurotypical point of view). He kinda abandonned basketball at some point, still going to his club activities when he deems them to be interesting. But do you know what kind of activity he has deemed interesting for quite a while now ? Bothering Riddle. It has been a whole year (at the beginning of the game) since their first meeting, and this dopamine addicted eel is still looking for his Goldfishie. Because Goldfishie is interesting. Riddle keeps on being interesting to Floyd, the same way that Azul is. And, I mean, from what we can see when we see Azul and Riddle’s interactions with Floyd, they don’t seem to go out of their ways to entertain him, and act mostly "in character" for them (Azul being overly calculating and mumbling about the problems that Floyd causes and Riddle being quick to enrage). Yet, Floyd keeps finding things interesting with them. I mean, outside of Jade, Floyd stuck himself to Azul (and Riddle to some extent) the longest. So they must have something in them that makes them so interesting to him (I have a whole lot of rambling on Riddle and Azul since they’re my fav characters (along with the Tweels) so I get you Floyd. They’re really interesting).

And, in a way, Floyd seems to care on a deeper level only to the people he deems intereting (aka. Jade, Azul and Riddle). We can see his care for his brother in multiple ways, his care for Azul in Book 3 before Azul Overblots (really well depicted in the manga btw) and his care for Riddle is littered here and there.

First of all, begining of Book 4. Floyd (and the rest of the Octatrio) comes to meet us in the Mirror Chamber and... Proposes to Riddle to stay with him over the winter holiday ? My boy you’re really down bad you know that ?

Seriously, we can easily understand that Floyd realised that Riddle was hesitant to go back to his mother for the break, and his first reaction is not "well, you can always count on your friends, and go to them" (Trey even proposed !). No. His first reaction was like, welp, you can always stay with me. The way the chapters are made, Book 4 chapter 3 ends with Floyd’s interjection.

"What’sa matter Goldfishie ? Don’t wanna go home ? Then, there’s an idea : don’t. We’re not. C’mon, you can join us in the stay-at-school club. Heh heh !"

Twisted Wonderland, Book 4 "Schemer of the Scalding Sands", Chapter 4 "A Sendoff from Morays"

It’s literally the first two dialogues of the chapter. I didn’t go further, but Riddle gets irked by Floyd sticking his nose in his business and Jade chimes in to temperate things between the two. Floyd then retorts something quite interesting for me :

"Aw, c’mon Jade. It’s boring spending every new year with the same old suspects. Besides, Goldfishie’s so teeny, I’m sure Azul would love to keep him as a pet !"

Twisted Wonderland, Book 4 "Schemer of the Scalding Sands", Chapter 4 "A Sendoff from Morays"

Riddle answers by becoming all red from rage and is really close to trying to collar Floyd. The rage is defused by Trey and the rest of Heartslabyul, but I’d like to point something quite interesting. In the end of chapter 3 (after having discussed with the Savanaclaw trio), Riddle is shown to be out of the loop, Ace and Grim making remarks on that note :

"Huh, he’s soundin’ kinda defeated."

"Oh, right. The housewarden’s got an extreme case of helicopter parenting waiting for him at home. No wonder he’s not enthused about heading back."

Twisted Wonderland, Book 4 "Schemer of the Scalding Sands", Chapter 3 "Leaving for the Holidays"

We can more or less see the Heartshackle gang trying to cheer up their friend, but nothing seems to work. Until Floyd appears, makes a beeline for the redhead and angers him. And I mean, a reaction, even as "bad" as that one is still a better outcome than whatever he was feeling before. Even Trey notices it.

"Good grief. Well, at least he’s got his moxie back."

Twisted Wonderland, Book 4 "Schemer of the Scalding Sands", Chapter 4 "A Sendoff from Morays"

It is quite easy to see, with minimum media literacy at play, that what Floyd was doing was trying to ellicit a reaction -any reaction- from Riddle, in a convoluted way of, not cheering him up per say, but making him concentrate on something else, something that is not what hell would be waiting for him at his house. And he succeded. Any punishment he would have possibly faced hadn’t Riddle been stopped by Trey and Cater would have been fair game in his book (and he would have defused the spell either way).

I’m probably over analysing that but I can’t remember a moment in the whole game (in the parts I played at least) where Floyd is shown caring that much for someone. I mean, his words are the literal reason why Azul overblotted (I’m pretty sure that if Floyd hadn’t say what he said to Azul at that time, the overblot would have happened, yes, but a bit later if not at all). Floyd is the exact definition of not really caring outwardly for people ! But here, he is shown caring -in some convoluted ways once again- for Riddle who is clearly distressed about going back to his mother. And I found that the jab of keeping Riddle as a pet is somewhat sarcasticly funny. I mean, Riddle’s mother is treating her son like a doll, or a pet to train and show off. It shows, in some ways, that Floyd is aware of what happens in Riddle home life at that point in the story. Was it through rumors after his overblot, or did he piece the puzzle himself after havig seen Riddle’s reaction to going back to his mother’s during their first year ? We will probably never know.

What I also want to say by that, is that Floyd is deeply intelligent. Not just academically, but emotionally too. He’s probably the most emotionally intelligent guy in the whole cast, contrary to what he lets on (reminds me of Perceval in Kaamelott in some ways). He also possesses a really good sense of ebservation. Once again, in his Beans Camo vignette, he realises that if he lets Epel grow freely, the little guy might become a worthy opponent.

"I was gonna let him get a little roughed up to remind him who's boss, but hey. If I let Guppy keep swimmin', he might grow into a meal worth eating one day. I'll lay off him for now. After all, it'll be way more fun to crush him when he's strong and all sure of himself. Aha ha."

Twisted Wonderland, Floyd Beens Camo Vignette,"Nowhere Near the Best" Part.3

And I’m not sure if, at the time of the vignette happening, Epel has developped his unique magic. It’s possible, but not of good use since the use of magic is prohibited during Beanfest.

Anyway, his ability of perception (which I find quite funny since eels are famously known for having shitty vision) is also highlighted in my previous point. He realised, on his own, that Riddle wasn’t doing quite alright. No one told him "hey, your favourite ‘victim’ isn’t doing well", he just went to make sure that Riddle as okay on his own volition. And it’s not the first time something like that happens. Indeed, in the first halloween event, at the end of it, we can see Floyd caring for both Jade and Riddle. He forces the first one to stop working and sit down for a while, and he pushes the other to eat more. Here, it’s Floyd’s reaction towards Riddle that interests me, not because that post isn’t on Jade and Floyd, but more because it is prompted before Floyd’s entrance in the scene that Jade has been working a lot, while it’s never mentioned once before that Riddle hasn’t eaten enough.

"Psh. Teapot tyrant, meet kettle. You haven't had more than a couple'a nibbles yourself, Goldfishie. Even a real goldfish eats more than that. Aren't you a growing boy?"

"I'll have you know I consume my recommended caloric intake every day, without any excess or deficiency!"

Twisted Wonderland, "Twisted Halloween : Terror is Trending", chapter 5-7

A bit farther, at the very end of the same chapter, Floyd grabs Riddle and brings him to the buffet, forcing him to eat.

"You got it! C'mon, Goldfishie!"

"I told you, Floyd— Would you stop tugging?! Argh!"

Twisted Wonderland, "Twisted Halloween : Terror is Trending", chapter 5-7

It is easy to understand that Floyd is used to Eating Disorders, especially considering he is friends with Azul, who is the reference in EDs in the cast (I mean, just see his backstory and read through Book 3 and you’ll have the big picture). Riddle’s ED isn’t the same as Azul’s, in the sense that it isn’t self inflicted, but ingrained in him. And for the sceptics, EDs aren’t just anorexia or bulimia. The fact that Riddle counts his calories and takes notes of every intake of food is very much a symptom of an eating disorder (this is another proof of Madam Rosehearts’ abuse on her son btw). And what does Floyd do ? he takes care of bringing Riddle with him to the buffet. Especially after seeing the reaction the boy had when cake was mentioned. Again, no one mentioned Riddle before Floyd intevened, only after that did Ruggie make a comment on that fact. (I also would like to point the change made to the idiom "pot, meet kettle" here. It’s funny as hell and shows a form of intelligence, because, being able to modify an idiom to one’s whims asks for a deep undertsanding of a language and its codes).

It was the last bit of trivia I had to analyse for the time being. At the time when I write these words, we only have 116 chapter of Book 7, so we haven’t encountered the dreams of the Octatrio yet, and even if I keep myself updated on what happens on the jp server I am not aware of everything that happens in details (I can’t read japanese for the life of me so I won’t play on jp server at all).

I realise that I have gone away from my first point of trying to analyse Floyd’s interest in Riddle using only biology and ended up doing a full-on analysis of FloRid moments... Oops...

So, let’s conclude once and for all that lit- *checks the word count* that analysis, shall we ?

While I think that Floyd’s interest in Riddle first spawned during their orientation (and his dream sequence gives us a hint on that matter), I think that Floyd’s continually renewed in Riddle isn’t just some sort of simple interest, but some form of infatuation. I mean. The anthology manga is there for a reason (even if its canonicity is debatable). We can see in various examples that Floyd cares for Riddle to some extent, the same way he cares for Azul (or Jade, but it’s not really the same form of care), and that his neurodivergence makes him hyperfixate on Riddle for some reason or another. I didn’t delve into my "theory" that Floyd might have some form of Bipolar Disorder because it hasn’t as much proof that it is here than the ADHD theory/headcanon, and it’s more a headcanon of mine than a fully fledged theory I have. Either way, it is clear that our moody eel is deeply attached to the teapot tyrant, and I think I was quite clear on that matter.

Now, and before I save this document and post it, I would like to talk about something. The "bully x victim" trope that opposants to the ship see. While I can understand the idea, I think it is not taking into account the numerous events where Floyd and Riddle are together. Sure, in the main story it is easily seen that Floyd has a favourite "victim" to his overly excitable moods, but a bully x victim would imply that Riddle isn’t able of defending himself. And he is. He just lets Floyd act that way because, whatever he will do, nothing would deter the eel. He is literally the guy that sent Floyd flying on their first day, for Samael’s sake ! And, I mean, Beanfest and the Stitch event do tell us a different story than "Riddle is a damsel in distress, victim to the whims of evil evil Floyd". Even in the halloween events we can see that they -at least- tolerate each other. But, I get it, when the game fist came out in english (because I see that discourse more on western fandom spaces (thank you to my friend who acts like a translator for me to scroll through the jp side of the fandom)), people didn’t have any access to the second Beanfest event, even less to the Stitch event, and were only privy to Floyd’s School Uniform vignette and their interaction in Book 2. But right now, with everything we have for us, I think that this argument is just plain media illiteracy. You can say that I’m over analysing Beanfest, sure. But don’t come at me for things that are clearly said in the game (like the Stitch event or Halloween events). And please, by Demon’s law, let people enjoy their silly ships however they like. I’m not coming at you for liking a ship I don’t have a particular affinty to, to come at me and call me deranged for shipping what is just basically a Red and Blue ship.

Oh, and, last point before I close that document. At one point, Jade says something that stuck with me.

"Heh... As long as you’re enjoying yourself, Floyd."

Twisted Wonderland, Floyd Halloween Vignette, "A Big Fan of Pirates"

And we see Floyd having fun in most of his vignettes. If that isn’t love, I don’t know what this is. (Yes, it has nothing to do with FloRid, but I wanted to put this here since I love the Tweels and their bond.)

Welp. This is the end of that analysis. Thank you for reading all of that, it’s more than 5k words, and I did most of that at work. I have a lot of things to say about the Octatrio and Riddle (as people who follow me on my private instagram has been victims to. I literally yapped about twst for 3h30...) as well as on other characters.

If you’re interested in reading what I write, here is my Ao3 link : https://archiveofourown.org/users/Phenixa. At the time I’m writing these words there is only two twst fanfics (being FloRid) and a small dozen of Kingdom Hearts fanfics, but more twst is coming in the future. I’m currently working on a college!AU if you’re interested ^^

I finished vomiting my analysis, it is time to say bye !

#twst #twisted wonderland #floyd leech #riddle rosehearts #twst floyd #twst riddle #analysis #twisted wonderland analysis #twst analysis #floyd leech / riddle rosehearts #FloRid #floyd/riddle #i'm an avid florid shipper #i can talk about them for hours on end #i kinda did that on insta tho #i mean. my top 4 twst character is like n1 : Riddle. n2 : AzulFloydJade #if anyone has tidbits to give feel free i'd love to hear (well read) them

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deadtired-highkeyenergetic · 1 month ago

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Bucky's Valentine

Yes yes I know I'm late to the party but better late than never. I was also busy with assignments (still am) cos they were due on Valentine's Day itself. I also know Silco won that poll but I'm having some difficulty coming up with more than 200 words at the moment so here's my Bucky brainrot.

Got inspiration from this prompt list, much thanks to @/creativepromptsforwriting for the list.

You really need to stop drinking.

Even so, you reach for yet another bottle, drowning your sorrows in the clear liquid as the music fades to a low hum, your mind buzzing from the alcohol. It's a party, celebrating this famous occasion called Valentine's Day but there's this stupid ache in your heart that won't go away.

Each time you lock eyes with a certain super soldier, his ice blue eyes piercing into your very soul, you pull away behind your wall of sharp remarks, afraid of exposing your heart. So of course he finds someone else, why would he think you were interested in him? Still, it hurts to see him laughing with someone else, leaning in close to whisper something into their ear that makes them giggle.

You want nothing more than to feel his lips brush against yours, his voice a deep murmur in your ears but you keep pushing him away, even on Valentine's Day. You can't risk being hurt like that again, your heart can't take it. You're better off watching from afar, keeping him safe from your demons, seeing him happily live the life Hydra has stolen from him.

Your vision is starting to spin, but you keep knocking back more bottles, eager to escape the yawning feeling in your chest that threatens to bury you alive. Tomorrow everything will go back to normal, there won't be a party to remind you of what you can't have, of the person you keep at arms length for his sake.

"Friendly reminder, I will laugh my ass off if you fall out of that chair like an idiot." A hand rests on your shoulder, steadying you.

"I'm not going to. Sheer spite will keep me on this chair." You scowl, slamming the now empty bottle on the counter and reach for another. A metal hand moves the nearest bottle just out of your reach and the chair next to you shifts to make space for the newcomer.

"Sure it will, doll, but I don't think sheer spite will keep you from face-planting the table. You're almost there anyways." The newcomer pushes all glass out of your reach, ruffling your hair. "I'm going to record it when that happens."

"In your dreams," you mutter, shoving his hand away. He laughs when each attempt misses by a mile, your intoxicated movements a far cry from your usual precise ones.

"If I said I was dreaming right now?" He leans in, a smirk plastered on his face. His soft brown locks sway forward, framing his handsome face and gentle ice blue eyes filled with amusement come into view.

"Then you need to dream harder." You push his face away with a huff, leaning over the table to reach for any bottle that hasn't been emptied and nearly fall over when a pair of arms wrap themselves around you, catching you before your body dips.

"I think you've had enough for today." His voice is laced with a concern you've never heard before, and his movements are gentle, nothing like the rough housing he usually does. "Let's go outside, we both could do with some fresh air."

"Don't need your help. I can walk by myself." You shove him away, harder than intended and stalk out the door, grabbing a drink along the way.

Steve looks over, worried, but Bucky waves him away, shaking his head and follows you out. You're standing at the balcony, the wind blowing at your hair and even in your drunken state, you look ethereal.

"Don't go jumping off either," Bucky hums, walking over to stand next to you.

"If I jumped off I'd be dragging you along with me. Can't go about dying before you." You look away, staring at the empty glass in your hand. Your chest is bursting from how close he is to you, hands mere inches away from each other and your heart is pounding in your ears.

"Well, that's quite the tall order. I happen to have the super soldier serum, I don't recall you having any superpowers aside from being the most spiteful person to ever exist." He raises an eyebrow at you and you roll your eyes.

"I also have gravity manipulation, if your old man memory can keep up. Which, by the way, means I can't exactly die from jumping off a building."

"Wouldn't take my chances while drunk." He glances down, grimacing. "Nat's going to have my head on a gold platter if anything happens to you while I'm around."

You snort, "good thing I'm here to save your skin then."

"You have my utmost gratitude." Sarcasm drips from every word of his, accompanied by a flick to the forehead which you return with some difficulty due to the height difference but it's not a problem that can't be solved by a little jump.

"So what sorrows are you drowning today?" He probes gently, prying your fingers from the empty glass.

"All of them, clearly." You lean against the railing, letting out a deep sigh. "Including you."

You don't know why you said that, but it's a bit hard to take them back now. His facial expression shifts, going through surprise, confusion, then sadness. You really shouldn't have said that, Bucky being sad is the furthest thing you want for him.

"Did I…what did I do wrong? Please, tell me doll. I need to know, I promise I won't do it again." There's desperation clinging to each word, a strained plea that begs for your forgiveness. You take the empty glass from him and clench your fist, causing it to shatter. Glass shards fall to the ground at your feet as hot angry tears stream down your cheeks. Bucky takes a step back, warily eyeing you and you let out a scream of frustration into the empty night.

"What did you do? Everything and nothing!" You snarl. Glass shards dig into your palm, drawing blood. "You know what your problem is? Making me actually care about you! I can't stand it!"

You inhale sharply, bloody fist shaking as you take a step towards Bucky. "I hate that I care so much about you! I hate that giddy feeling in my stomach whenever you talk to me, the way I scan the area for you every time I step into a room, the way I think about your safety first and foremost whenever you're on a mission!"

Tears fall faster now, blurring your vision. "I hate that I can't stop having feelings for you, that I can't confess them to you because it'd only put you in more danger, that I need you so badly but I also want you to be happy and live the proper life you deserve."

You choke back a sob. "I've always loved you. But I will never tell you."

Bucky catches you again for the second time tonight as you collapse, body wracked with sobs. He holds you tightly, ignoring the way your blood stains his suit and buries his face into your hair.

"I've always loved you too, I was just too afraid to tell you. I wasn't sure if you returned my feelings, wasn't sure if I was really the best choice for you." His words come out as a whisper but you catch them all. "Tomorrow, I'm going to ask you out, properly, and hopefully you won't be too hungover to reply."

His fingers gently run through your locks as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. "We can just stay like that tonight if you want, but I'd like to bandage that pretty hand of yours before it bleeds out, alright?"

"No." You choke out but let him carry you to his room anyways, eyes squeezed shut. His warmth feels nice, and his embrace is even better than you imagined. His touch is gentle, safe and he's careful when cleaning out your wounds.

Through the drying tears, you can make out his blurry image focused on bandaging your hand and let out a sniffle. He presses a small kiss to your neatly bandaged hand and rises, letting your hand drop onto your lap.

"You should rest. You can use my bed, I'll just steal yours in return. Nobody will bother you, promise." He smiles, giving your body a gentle push onto said bed and you lie there, staring up at him.

"Stay." You say after a while, swallowing thickly. "Please."

He blinks, taken aback but gives you the biggest genuine grin you've ever seen and nods.

"As you wish, doll."

"Thank you, James."

Bucky tucks you and himself in, watching as you drift off to sleep with a giddy feeling in his chest. Maybe he should get you drunk more often if it means hearing you say 'thank you'. Besides, he likes the way his name rolls off your tongue, it makes him the happiest man in the universe hearing it fall from your lips.

"You're welcome, Y/N."

#marvel #mcu #mcu x reader #marvel x reader #marvel bucky #bucky #bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #bucky x reader #barnes x reader #winter soldier #winter soldier x reader #valentines day #happy valentine's day

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sylusjinwoon · 10 months ago

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autobiography.

fan!sung jinwoo x author!fem.reader

{ got stains on my t-shirt and i'm the biggest flirt | right now i'm solo, but that will be changing eventually, oh | got bruises on my heart and sometimes i get dark | if you want my auto, want my autobiography | baby, just ask me... }

anonymous said: Brainrot of my day: Imagine an author Reader and Booknerd Jinwoo, when he was still an E rank hunter he liked to read her work lot and when he became a well known hunter she was inspired by him to make a biography about him so she reaches out and imagine how flattered he was when she reached out! His favorite author wanting to make a biography. About him?? EEEEEE

you were absolutely fascinated with the seemingly sudden cinderella story that took the form of a new and upcoming hunter that went by the name sung jinwoo.

with your reading glasses settled across your eyes, you did some extensive research on jinwoo and ran across various news articles detailing all of his latest successes and raids. your hands itched with the desire to open a fresh document and draft everything that you knew about him so far-

ah, but you were getting ahead of yourself.

being a well-known author, you have written a plethora of novels since your early 20s, even managing to reach the bestseller's list quite a few times as well. your face was plastered against the back covers of each novel that you published, and the fans that you had would always recognize you immediately, taking photos with you or asking if you could sign a copy of your novels for them.

you were a mere civilian, but you were incredibly happy that your passion for writing helped give you somewhat of a celebrity status. your name wasn't as well-known as the hunters surrounding the world, but in your opinion, you were known enough by the right amount of people.

as you read through each article and watched the videos that featured south korea's latest, s-rank hunter, you had the desire to somehow reach out to jinwoo himself.

after all, biographies were written with the sole purpose of celebrating that person's life-

so long as you had that person's permission.

you lean back in your seat, grabbing the cup of coffee from your desk as you took a sip of it whilst deep in thought. with your fingertips hovered over the keys once more, you type in the website for the korean hunter's association branch, searching through the site until you reached a section that read most notable hunters.

clicking on the link, you scroll down until you see jinwoo's name. you open up jinwoo's profile and keep scrolling down until you saw his contact information, noticing his email address:

[email protected]

cracking your knuckles, you open your email account and begin typing out your message to the hunter you were desperate to write about.

{ ... }

from: [email protected]

to: [email protected]

subject: would you like a biography written about you?

hello! you may know me as the author of some books, most notably true blue and the aurora syndrome (and if you've never read any of my books, that's okay too!)

long story short, i'm an author and would like your permission to come and meet with you- maybe even interview you and write a biography about you? i am truly so awed by your story and would love to learn more about you!

reply back when you can-

(i really hope you'll agree to meet me!)

signing off~

{ ... }

"HOLY SHIT THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING TO ME!"

before sung jinwoo could further bask in this unexpected email that he had received, jinho bursts into his office, panic written all over his features as he calls out to him.

"boss, are you alright?! what happened?!"

he could feel the heat traveling up his neck and upwards towards his ears, making jinwoo force a smile when he waves off jinho's concern all while trying to maintain a neutral face. "oh, it's nothing, ah... my favorite soccer team just scored another win and i got really excited."

jinho gives jinwoo a look of suspicion, not quite believing him. however, not one to question his president, jinho shrugs before leaving the office.

"let me know if you need anything, boss, i'll be around."

giving jinho one last (albeit stiff) nod, the hunter waits with bated breath for his vice president to leave before letting out a shaky breath.

"holy shit."

to say jinwoo was freaking out would be the understatement of the century. jinwoo's favorite author of all times had reached out to him (him!) with desires to write a biography about him.

his mind was spinning, and he actually had a copy of the aurora syndrome with him right now. jinwoo adored your stories, but the aurora syndrome held a special place in his heart. in the novel, the protagonist was a young adult who suffered from narcolepsy, and it spoke about their day to day life while dealing with such a disorder.

in many ways, jinwoo could relate to that protagonist (especially during the time where he was still labeled as the weakest hunter in the world), since they were known to be self-conscious and meek, but was slowly able to come out of their shell thanks to the support of their family and friends.

and the same author of such an amazing novel (aka YOU) wished to write a book about him?!

the young hunter's head couldn't stop spinning. he kept pacing around his office, pinching himself every so often to make sure that he wasn't dreaming.

after reading (and rereading) your email at least a hundred times, jinwoo's hands begin to tremble when he goes back to his desktop pc. fingertips trained over the keyboard, he begins typing out his reply to you-

(a feat that ends up taking an hour or so due to the sheer amount of times he had to write and rewrite the same message over and over again to make sure that it was perfect for you.)

{ ... }

from: [email protected]

to: [email protected]

REPLY: would you like a biography written about you?

i am honestly so honored to have you writing a biography about me!

my story isn't much, just a series of events that just proves how lucky i am.

i've taken some time off for you and your interviews, is 2 weeks enough?

reply back when you're able to... and let me know if my arrangements work well for you.

sincerely,

sung jinwoo

{ ... }

you were pleasantly surprised when jinwoo got back to you within mere hours of receiving your email. due to his quick rise in fame, you thought that you would be left on read for at least a month or so.

"hm, perhaps sung jinwoo is more down-to-earth than i expected?"

a strange warmth fills you at the thought, and you truly were grateful to jinwoo for taking the time out of his day to get back to you so quickly.

just as you were going to send another email to talk further about the details, you receive yet another new email notification from jinwoo. curious as to what he sent, you open up his email and felt your eyes going wide in response.

xxx xxx - xxxx | sung jinwoo

call me?

now this was new. were you overthinking things, or was jinwoo actually eager to speak to you?

you shake your head at the thought, feeling a bit flabbergasted yourself. not wanting to squander this amazing opportunity, you take out your cellphone and type in the numbers seen on the screen. with your heart was racing in anticipation, you let out a deep breath before calling the hunter directly.

the other line rings a few times and you were pleasantly surprised to hear jinwoo pick up the phone on its second ring.

"h-hello?" you were dimly aware of the sounds of shuffling on the other end, clearing your throat as you began your end of the conversation.

smiling into the phone, you introduce yourself by full name, "thank you so much for allowing me the pleasure of doing this- ah, of calling you, i mean."

"oh, y-yeah, it's no problem at all!" a series of nervous, high-pitched laughter was heard coming from the other end. "s-sorry for acting w-weird but, i never expected my favorite author to contact me about their desire to write my b-biography."

the warmth seems to spread throughout your body upon hearing his admission. "what? are you kidding me? who wouldn't want to write a biography about you! your story is amazing, mr. sung!"

"jinwoo." his grave voice catches you off guard momentarily.

"ah, wait a minute... you're actually allowing me to call you by your first name?"

"i don't see why not, b-because i assure you, i've admired you for far longer than you have admired me. your novels have truly changed my life."

you felt your smile widen as you continued speaking to him, "and may i ask what books of mine that you have read?"

jinwoo's voice becomes a bit more passionate now, and you listen to him rant about every single novel you had written thus far, a fact that made your cheeks feel warm as an even wider grin spreads across your face.

sung jinwoo had to be your number one fan.

"well mr- i mean, jinwoo, you have just made my day! actually, since you've pretty much read all of my novels, you must know that your biography will be my first time writing a non-fictional story?"

"of course, that's why i can't stop my heart from pounding with excitement. i've always loved you- i mean, your work."

he seems to have realized his slip up, quickly covering it up so that you would not mention it when he asks you if you agreed to spend the next two weeks with him, making you do another yet another double take.

"whoa, seriously? you're letting me meet with you so soon?"

jinwoo's rich chuckle fills you, "of course. knock on wood, but things have been pretty safe lately, with only low level gates appearing. if anything major comes up during the two weeks you are in seoul with me, i can always ask the other s-ranked hunters to deal with it. so are you in?"

truly, who were you to reject such a generous offer?

{ ... }

perhaps jinwoo was a little too excited to see you.

despite all your protests about having him buy you the plane tickets to get to seoul, he did it anyways. he paid for you to have a first class flight while making sure he would be sent updates to where you were at all times.

but he really couldn't help how he felt.

when he was at the lowest point in his life (being labeled as the weakest in the world with his father missing and his mother in a coma, all while his sister was relying on him), jinwoo found great comfort within your novels. he could relate to each protagonist on a personal level, and he had longed wished to meet the writer behind these wonderful stories-

he had longed to meet you.

so it was no surprise that he didn't sleep much during the hours leading up to your arrival.

it was no surprise that your picture plastered in the back of each novel was an image that he burned within his mind.

and it was certainly no surprise that he would become infatuated with you after hearing your voice and catching a glimpse of your personality during your phone call.

so when your plane lands in seoul's main airport at 3am, jinwoo was the first to arrive with his trademark van, holding up a sign that had your name written on it as he waited for you within the airport lobby.

jinwoo kept pacing around the airport, waiting for you at the gate you were meant to come out of. he was close to sending the several, panicked emails to the airlines he had booked tickets for had it not been for your sudden appearance. as you step out of the gate, he recognizes your side profile, feeling his heart begin skipping beats the closer you got to him.

you had a tired and confused expression on your face, with a single luggage in hand as you searched around for him. however, thanks to his height, you saw him almost immediately. a smile paints your features as you walk up to jinwoo to meet him.

"hello jinwoo, thank you so much for picking me up, a-and for booking the ticket for me to come here."

jinwoo could feel his throat turn dry at the mere sight of you because dear god, were you so much prettier in real life than in your photos.

{ ... }

you tilt your head at jinwoo, holding your luggage in one hand as you wave your free hand across his face. for some odd reason, jinwoo appeared to be captivated, not saying a word despite how you had stood in front of him for a total of 5 minutes now.

"jinwoo?"

as if finally hearing your voice, jinwoo snaps out of it, with you watching as he runs a hand across his hair while a light pink blush was seen spreading across his cheeks. he smiles down at you before wrapping his arms around your back, bringing you closer to his chest in a warm embrace.

"hey, i'm glad you made it here safe."

you hum in response, basking in the gentle but minty sweet scent of his cologne wafting off of his suit. you awkwardly return his embrace with one hand before looking up at him. "so, where to now?"

"well, you're going back to my place, of course." jinwoo takes a hold of your luggage before walking out of the airport, giving you little choice but to follow him.

"w-wait, that won't be necessary! i had every intention of staying at a hotel for the next two weeks! i don't wish to intrude on you-"

jinwoo stops walking, facing you fully with glowing eyes. they appeared to be translucent blue in hue as he places a hand beneath your chin. "please, i insist that you stay with me. you're still my guest, and it would pain me to see you spending a single cent while you're with me."

the familiar heat was felt returning to your cheeks. it was clear that jinwoo exuded a high amount of charm, and from the way his kind gaze was practically begging you to allow him to do this for you, you found that you lost the will to protest against him.

"well, if it's alright with you, then i thank you."

when jinwoo ends up patting your head / ruffling your hair, you felt the warmth simply deepen, allowing him to gently take a hold of your hand as you both left the airport together.

{ ... }

for once in his life, jinwoo was glad that he bought a separate apartment to crash in when he had to spend late nights at his guild.

because if he had allowed you to stay within the same space as his mother and little sister, they would never keep his 'crush' on you a secret (especially jinah).

after a 30 minute ride where he exchanged small talk and usual pleasantries with you, he takes you back to his 'work' apartment and invites you inside. despite the riches he has earned during his raids, jinwoo still chose to live a relatively modest lifestyle, renting out a two bedroom apartment that wasn't too small, nor too big.

he shows you the spare bedroom and points at the bathroom settled in the hallway, reassuring you that you could make yourself at home and alert him if you needed anything. you respond with your usual kind smile, and jinwoo leaves you alone to get unpacked.

knowing that you were probably starving after such a long flight, jinwoo heads into his kitchen to cook a delicious meal consisting of hotpot and ramyun noodles. he works on cutting up all the meats, seafood, and various vegetables while heating up the broth in the middle of his dining room table.

despite knowing how he wouldn't have much of an appetite while in your presence, jinwoo still wanted to cook some hearty for you (just in case). as he was finishing up the hotpot, he sees your figure inching closer to the dining room.

"wow, it smells so good, jinwoo. you're also a good cook?"

"absolutely yes."

you giggle in response, "well, i guess i'll just have to dedicate a whole chapter of your biography to how much of an amazing cook you are!"

he gives you a grin while gesturing at you to have a seat. with all the bowls and utensils surrounding the table, he beckons at you to dig in first. "i'm gonna grab us some sodas to enjoy, so you go ahead and start first."

"ah, are you sure?"

"absolutely! go on and don't be shy." he feels the butterflies taking over his abdomen, getting out some cans of soda before sitting across from you. as you begin eating, jinwoo felt a surge of pride swelling inside of him when you tell him how wonderful everything tasted.

he replies to your genuine compliments with a tiny 'thank you,' starting to eat as well, all while sneaking glances at you.

{ ... }

the following days spent with jinwoo kind of felt like a dream, if you were to be honest with yourself.

and it made you wonder, did all celebrities act like this toward the authors who wished to write their biographies?

deep down, you knew the answer to that question as being no-

that this was a special case between you and jinwoo.

as you interviewed him and asked about his life, he would take some time out of his day to treat you to various things. from eating out at expensive restaurants, to playing around and having fun at the local amusement park-

this felt more like going on dates than just work on your end.

and admittedly, you were having a lot of fun with him. not a single day went by where you didn't feel the excitement coursing through your veins. you ended up enjoying jinwoo's company so much that you felt almost a sense of sadness coursing through you at the thought of going back home and leaving him.

however, during your last night here in seoul, you pushed aside such pesky emotions and began writing out a draft of his biography. you knew that once you started your writing process, then you would not stop-

which is perfect for when you knew you wouldn't be able to sleep.

the door to the spare bedroom was closed as you hoped that it would muffle the incessant sounds of you typing away on your laptop. the last thing you wanted was to disturb jinwoo's sleep when you had every intention to pull an all-nighter writing the beginning chapters of jinwoo's biography.

after writing a few paragraphs, you stop typing to admire your work so far:

sung jinwoo is a 24 year old young man born on march 8, xxxx to his mother, park kyung-hye, and father, sung il-hwan. he spent most of his childhood living a relatively normal life with his parents and little sister, jinah. despite his seemingly normal upbringing, sung has faced many tragedies that left a permanent mark on his life. from the sudden disappearance of his father, to his mother falling into a deep coma due to the eternal slumber disease, he was left with the heavy responsibilities of caring for his seemingly broken family. but this biography is not a tragedy; in fact, the words written within the pages of this novel will be a testament to sung jinwoo's strength as he changes from the world's weakest hunter to the world's strongest hunter through a series of fated events...

a sudden knock heard at your door breaks you out of your read-through of the first few paragraphs that you have written.

"come in."

upon receiving your permission, jinwoo steps into the room with an unreadable expression on his face. there was a deep emotion settled within his eyes, and you wondered if something was bothering him.

"hey, you're still awake? are you okay?"

jinwoo's head was bowed to you, and you hear him murmur something.

"i'm sorry, jinwoo, but i didn't quite catch what you just said. can you repeat yourself?"

the young man begins to tremble when he speaks once more, this time clearer than before. "please stay with me."

your eyes go wide when jinwoo swiftly joins you on your bed, taking you in his arms when he suddenly presses his lips against yours in a kiss filled with desperation. you let out a surprised gasp, allowing jinwoo to take advantage of your parted lips as he dips his tongue within the confines of your mouth.

jinwoo greedily explores your taste, falling into bed with you as your back lands against the mattress. your heart was set aflame thanks to his kiss, and you could no longer deny the way it sang for him each time he was near. with your eyes clenched shut, you shyly return his kiss, allowing him to deepen it as he kept your head still with his large hands.

when the need for air proved to be too much, you and jinwoo both reluctantly pull away from each other, your eyes both hazy with the adoration you felt for one another. as you met with jinwoo's passionate, grey eyes, you watch as he leans down to press a chaste kiss against your lips.

"i'm sorry, but you need to know that... i've been half in love with you for a long time now. ever since i read your debut novel, i was hooked on you."

while he confesses to you, jinwoo brings you into his embrace, allowing you to settle yourself on his lap as he brushes his lips against your forehead. "i understood and found bits and pieces of myself in each and every protagonist you wrote about, and with each new novel that i read by you, the more i felt my admiration and crush for you morph into something else entirely- something much deeper and more meaningful."

you remain silent throughout it all, feeling overwhelmed as you listened to each and every one of jinwoo's words. he frames at your face, eyes now filled with unbidden love for you, "to make a long story a lot shorter, when i got stronger and managed to become an s-rank, all i could think about was how this made it easier for me to potentially meet you someday."

"so when you reached out to me first, eager to know about my life because of how i became stronger... i knew i couldn't let this chance go."

he smiles at you, taking in your wide eyes and the way you parted your lips in such a cute manner. with a sigh of your name, jinwoo kisses you once more. "i thought i'd be happy, simply spending two weeks alone with you, but i've quickly come to realize that two weeks just isn't enough."

despite how fast your heart was racing, you could feel the grin gracing your features as you nuzzled the tip of your nose against jinwoo's. "oh? and if two weeks isn't enough, how many days would i need to spend with you for it to be enough for you?"

a smirk was settled on jinwoo's handsome face, "honestly, i could have you for a lifetime and it still wouldn't be enough for me."

feeling your fondness for jinwoo also morph into something more powerful, you found that you were unable to say no to his gentle demands, becoming oh so captivated by his eyes as you land against his chest with a smile.

"i guess i may need to apply for some type of visa in order to stay here with you in a more permanent sense."

jinwoo chuckles while tightening his arms around your frame, filled with joy at what was to come-

but little did you know, so long as you agreed to marry him by the end of this year, then you would have no problems remaining forever by his side; he'd make sure of it ♡

a.n. - and with this story, it will be my last one before i start my rotations tomorrow for school! my updates will be semi-active, but i will be kept busy with various assignments 🥹 i just hope that you readers remain patient with me if it does take me a minute to update with new jinwoo stories!

this is currently unedited, but i'll make any changes once this is posted! until then, i hope you readers enjoy reading this!

all stories are written by rei; reposts, translations, and plagiarism are not allowed.

#sung jinwoo x reader #jinwoo sung x reader #sung jinwoo x you #jinwoo sung x you #solo leveling x reader #.stories

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eyelessfaces · 4 months ago

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im back...

nose boops...... hmu!poe.... pls... I beg...

(I am also in brainrot over hmu, send help 💔💔)

warnings for angst and injuries.

poe has a mild concussion, and you're called in.

heat me up masterlist

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The door to Poe’s hospital room opens tentatively and carefully, but the moment you see him awake and sitting up in his bed offering you a half hearted smile, you hastily close it behind you and hurry to his bedside.

“I came here as fast as I could” you shake your head, the worry obvious over your face, a deep crease drawn between your eyebrows. You’re panicked and slightly trembling, and a plethora of questions is threatening to fall out from your mouth. “I was in a meeting, so I only got the vocal message later, I’m so sorry– hey Finn” you add in a quick breath when you see his coworker sitting in the armchair beside the bed before your attention fully darts back to Poe. “Are you okay?”

“Hey, slow down,” Poe reaches for your hand in a naive attempt to calm you. “I’m okay,” he affirms, managing a small smile. “Not my first concussion”

“Is that supposed to reassure me?” you scoff, still out of breath from the light jog you took to come here.

Poe huffs out a small laugh that turns into a light wince before he presses his free hand to his temple.

“What happened?” you ask, turning to Finn.

“We were rescuing people in a crumbling building, and some debris came down, knocked him pretty hard”

“Holy–”

“It sounds worse than it is.” Poe insists, eyes half closed, as if the effort of keeping them open is wearing on him. Finn gives you a doubting look.

You sigh softly, trying to ease the lingering worry within you as you sit beside Poe on the edge of his bed.

Finn rises from his seat with a light pat to his lap, walking around the bed. “Well, I’ll leave you two to it, gotta get back to work” he shifts towards the door before he grins at Poe. “See you next shift, maybe. Take it easy”

“Sure” Poe grins, his hand tightening around yours as Finn disappears and the door clicks shut again. He blinks tiredly, like his eyelids are suddenly pounds heavier. “I’m okay, I promise” he mumbles, a weak, tired smile tugging at his lips. “Just a little knocked out and tired”

You nod, still not starting to feel the worry sip out of you, and your hand still instinctively remains firmly holding his. You let out a soft, shaky laugh as your thumb rubs circles over it. “So that's what it’s like, dating a firefighter?”

Poe buries the back of his head further into the pillow, closing his eyes, smiling.

You can see the obvious sleepiness etched over his face even beyond his attempts to convince you he is doing fine. A few moments pass before he sighs, half opening his eyes with difficulty as if trying to stay alert. He tries to sit up but you’re quick to gently push a hand over his torso for him not to. “None of that.”

He huffs out a quiet laugh, admittedly relieved to lie back down after the sharp pain triggered at the front of his head just from that light movement. “Fine, get me water then”

You rise and fill a cup from the nearby sink, resting it at his bedside table once he’s done, Sitting back beside him at the edge of the bed. Your hand instinctively reaches to gently run through his curls. “How long are they keeping you?” you ask softly.

His head shakes softly, his eyes flickering with frustration and vulnerability. “Not sure… I don’t remember.”

“That’s okay.” you reassure him with a nod, caressing his lightly stubbled cheek with a brush of your thumb. “I’ll ask someone.”

After a small pause, you add, “And I’ll take the rest of my day off to stay with you.”

A soft, weak smile grows over his face. “Okay,” he simply says, his voice low, not even arguing. You shift in closer, leaning to him, kissing his cheek before your forehead rests against his. His eyes close and he moves slightly, his nose bumping against yours in an affectionate nudge like a cat leaning into one’s touch.

The weariness over his face is too obvious to ignore. “Don’t fight it” you whisper, nudging his nose with your own again before leaving a kiss over his forehead. “Rest if you need to. I’m staying with you”

A small sigh escapes him, his hand drifting to lightly hold yours. “I think I will.”

#heat me up au #poe dameron x reader #poe dameron #poe dameron x you #star wars #oscar isaac #firefighter poe dameron #firefighter!poe dameron #firefighter poe #firefighter!poe #poe dameron drabble #poe dameron drabbles #eyeless answers

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urlocalmultigroupfan · 4 months ago

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fallout (pt 1)

pairing: bang chan x female reader

summary: you work with skz in chernobyl. everything is fine....until it isn't.

tags/warnings: gruesome and horrific material, explosions, gory kind of? sorry if i missed anything.... still putting it together.

a/n: guys im sorry if no one likes this... i really don't know why i want to write this but i am. if thos offends anybody, please message me or ask a question and I WILL fix it.

also this is a whole different series from without you... im taking a break from that because its giving me brainrot 😔✊🏼

The faint hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as you stood in the conference room, the smell of coffee and old papers lingering in the air. Chan sat beside you, his fingers absently tracing circles on the side of his notebook, a habit he’d picked up whenever he was deep in thought. His calm presence was a stark contrast to the tension that filled the room.

“We need more time,” argued the lead engineer, his voice strained. “The reactor’s efficiency metrics are inconclusive. If we push it beyond its limits now—”

“You’ll deliver results,” interrupted the plant director, his voice cold as steel. “Do not forget your responsibility here. The higher-ups demand progress, and progress is what they will get.”

Your eyes flicked to Chan, seeking reassurance. His jaw tightened ever so slightly, the only visible sign of his unease.

After the meeting adjourned, Chan pulled you aside in the corridor, away from prying eyes and ears. “Something’s off,” he murmured, his hand brushing yours as he spoke. “They’re rushing too much. If the numbers aren’t ready—”

“They won’t listen,” you said softly. “You saw how they dismissed every concern.”

Chan’s lips pressed into a thin line. He took your hand, his thumb stroking across your knuckles. “I don’t want you anywhere near the reactor tonight. Stay in the lab, okay?”

You nodded, though a pit of worry was forming in your stomach.

~ The explosion happened just after midnight.

You were reviewing reports in your lab when the tremor shook the ground beneath your feet, followed by a deafening roar. A wave of heat and light seemed to burst from the direction of the reactor. The shock threw you against the wall, scattering papers and instruments across the room.

Your heart pounded as you stumbled to your feet, ignoring the sting in your palms from broken glass. Alarms blared, and the once-calm corridors were now chaos. Workers yelled over the cacophony, their faces pale with fear.

“Chan!” you gasped, sprinting toward the reactor’s control room. Smoke billowed down the hallway, thick and suffocating, but you didn’t stop.

You found him standing just outside the control room, his face illuminated by the eerie, fiery glow of the reactor core. His usually steady demeanor was replaced by something you’d never seen before—raw panic.

“Get back!” he yelled when he saw you, rushing to meet you halfway. His hands gripped your arms, grounding you even in the chaos. “You shouldn’t be here!”

“What happened?” you demanded, coughing against the smoke clawing at your lungs.

“The core,” he said, his voice breaking. “It’s... it’s exposed. We have to evacuate—”

A violent crack from above interrupted him. Debris rained down, and Chan pulled you into his arms, shielding you with his body.

Hours passed in a blur. Emergency meetings were held as officials tried to downplay the situation, spouting scientific jargon meant to reassure but failing miserably. The truth hung in the air, unspoken but understood by everyone.

The reactor was beyond saving.

Chan stayed close, his presence a steady anchor as you analyzed radiation readings and coordinated containment strategies. It wasn’t enough to stop the spread, and the reality of the disaster sank deeper with every passing minute.

In the quiet moments, he caught your gaze, his eyes reflecting an unspoken promise. Whatever happened next, you wouldn’t face it alone.

And for now, that was enough.

#bang chan x reader #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz angst #skz fanfic #skz fluff #skz x you #bangchan angst #bang chan fluff #chan x reader #stray kids x you #stray kids fluff #stray kids x y/n #bangchan x reader

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flighter312 · 5 months ago

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I dunno if ya do asks or not. But, looking at your KronFau parents au with Ceci is just making me think of baby Ame just randomly coming home with an automaton

KF: whatcha got there?

Ame, half dragging a semi unwinded Ceci: mud!!

HI im late because i never really check tumblr, and i dont know how to do asks in general so i hope this works, but im taking a small break from drawing rn, HOWEVER i will give you this brainrot that turned out to be longer than i expected but i need to yap

an kronfau parents, baby ame au where maybe ame is very ""isolated"" from her peers (probably due to being constantly dirty and having a fascination with small living creatures and being a completely yapper over them(takes after fauna)), so shes used to playing by herself

you didnt specify what type of age cece would have, so im choosing to imagine she appears to be a few years older than ame (spoiler: kronii learns mechanics and always fixes cece up so she also ages with ame, but thats later on)

but maybe kfa moves to a secluded area because they are not made for the city (no matter how much kronii wishes they were), but fauna's happy because at least theres a cottage, and ame's happy because they live near a creek which means DIRT! AND BUGS! AND SNAKES- (and kronfau has a heart attack the first time ame brings one in)

but theyve gotten a little used to ame bringing in lots of creatures (which she eventually has to say bye bye to on the porch because kf is NOT hosting bugs in this home)

however, one day ame is following maybe a tiny spider and ventures off a little more than she's used to, narrating her whole journey, maybe like-

Mama said not to go too far without permission! BUT- she didn't specify who's! [in a high voice] "Ame, can i have YOUR permission to go off beyond the river? (a one foot wide stream of water)" [in a deep voice] "Why, yes Ame! But only if you bring back something fun in return!" [normal voice] "Well, if you say so!" and she skips along and splashes through the puddles

of course, the creek looks the same (but ame NEVER gets lost! right...?), and maybe ame shouldn't have lost track of the (tiny) river, but uh, its fine! eventually mama fauna will call out to her and she'll use her voice to come back home-

and then she trips on a rock.

but then its a very weird rock. like.. weeeiiiiirrd. like. a leg- OH MY GOD

oh no need to worry, its still attached to its person- OH MY GOD

ame probably hides behind a tree or something but after nothing happens, she decides to grab a stick and poke the person. still, nothing happens, so ame decides, yup! thats safe! and inspects it, and what do yknow? this person has "one of em windy- thingies" on their head, and ame knows what to do with that!

so she ends up carefully grabbing it, and then twisting it! or trying. but it doesnt budge. so ame thinks-

"Mum's super strong. What does she do before lifting heavy things...?" And she widens her stance- "ALL IN THE LEGS BABY-"

and the key finally budges and ame falls onto the person's lap. and when she looks up, the thing looks back at her and- OH MY GOD!!!

a friend!!

and ame introduces herself and the robot asks her if she could wind her more, but ame says its too heavy (she tries again, to no avail), but she knows someone SUPER strong!! (mum kronii, of course), and they can ask her for help!

"Where is she then?" "...Good question!"

but ame knows because ame NEVER gets lost and ... ames lost. but its okay! because right on time, fauna starts calling out for ame. however, it sounds like the voice is coming all around them, and.. it appears ame's plan is falling apart. but ame doesn't panic! she NEVER panics! especially when its gonna get dark soon, and ame's afraid of the dark, and shes all alone in this big forest creek whatever-

but she's not alone.

and when this strange person robot windy toy asks if ame is trying to find the voice, ame says yes, because her moms taught her to not lie (and she doesnt feel like lying right now).

so, moss peels away, cobwebs fall apart, and leaves rustle towards the ground - and ame's friend stands up.

next thing you know, kronii's getting ready to go out into the creek because fauna's getting worried that ame hasn't showed up, until ame calls out-

"MAMA! LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" "Oh, thank goodness, my heart- ... Amelia. What is that." and uh oh! fauna told ame to try and not get dirty today! (she says that everyday, but whos keeping track) but still, ame can't really lie in this scenario, so- "Mud!!"

and kronii and fauna just stare at this robot girl because. what. the fuck.

"Kronii! No cursing!" "I THINK THIS ONCE I SHOULD BE ALLOWED TO."

and wouldn't you know it. kronfau adopts another daughter.

something like that :) hope this is fine! also sorry for being late, i really dont check tumblr but i should more often! this is fun haha

#hololive #hololiveen #ceres fauna #ouro kronii #kronfau #amelia watson #kronfau parents #kronfauamely #kfac #cecilia immergreen #drabbles

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levemetal · 11 months ago

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I have a million and one svsss AU ideas that idk if I'll ever write cause I have 0 confidence in my untested writing skills. Any of these appeal to you?? Go ahead, use 'em. Know any fanfics like that? Please please PLEASE leave them in the comments. Ideas to add? Anything? Please go ahead I have no friends that are as deep in the svsss brainrot as me to subject this to ˚‧º·(˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ )‧º·˚

Continued under the cut due to excessive rambling

These will be Ghost King/Calamity!SJ cause he has been living rentfree in my brain ever since one braincell at one AM shouted about it so you have been warned.

- Dual Ghost Kings YQY and SJ, Post canon of PIDW. That's it that's the idea. Their extras hurt my cold dead heart way too much and as much as bbygirl SJ is a piece of shit, Yue Qingyuan deserves happiness, and for that he needs his Xiao-Jiu. Basically YQY does not stay dead when Bingge turns him into a pincushion à la White No Face to Xie Lian except with arrows. What happens from here? Idk didn't get that far but I imagine he steals back his (probably dead) Xiao-Jiu, maybe does some other batshit insane shit like we all know that deep down he's capable of, and the duo fucking COMMUNICATES for once in their life and they live happily ever after. Bonus points for hilarious deaths for Bingge.

- If you're a filthy multishipper like me, want a BingJiu version of the above QiJiu? Easy, SJ decides to haunt Bingge's ass for eternity and vice versa when Bingge kicks the bucket and so they spent the rest of eternity trying to make each other miserable in increasingly ridiculous and creative ways. Maybe along the centuries they find a common enemy or sort their shit out and proceed to make their awful existence everyone else's problem. A match made in hell, truly <3

Are you seeing a theme yet. I like a general comedic air to svsss AUs, it just belongs to the svsss experience ya know? Anyway carrying on-

Shen twins, and SQH twins cause why not. If you want Binghe twins too, actually probably funnier with Binghe twins, where one is our beloved maiden Bingmei and the other OG!PIDW Bingge but forced back in time with memories of the PIDW timeline. Transmigrator SQH aka Airplane gets the peak lord + Mobei-Jun plotline while OG!SQH is just chilling as an An Ding Peak Hallmaster or something. Meanwhile, the Shen twins have a funny game of imposter going on. As far as everyone is concerned, there is only one Shen Qingqiu, Shen Yuan. Shen Yuan transmigrated in earlier into the novel, but ended up going to CQM with Yue Qi while SJ got stuck in the Qiu household as in canon. From here the details can change but the main idea is that

A) Shen Yuan knows how to do his peak lord job actually

B) SJ is a calamity ghost, having died either in his disciple years or alternatively never made it out of the Qiu household alive

C) Both SY and SJ have been playing switcheroo when SY needs to head out and do stuff or just wants SJ to do his paperwork for him.

I still need a good reason for the switching and duping, but wouldn't it be funny if the disciples just had to deal with their peak lord behaving WILDLY different at times. Most of the time it's good ol' Shen Yuan smiling at disciples, way too enthusiastic for monsters and plants and keeps forgetting his fans everywhere. Then one random week in the month after he has a resting bitch face, scowls, snarls and bitches at anyone and has 0 patience for teenage attempts at music.

Most shrug it off as just terrible migraine weeks, but some disciples are suspicious, most of all Bingge who is CONVINCED something is WrongTM. Like, he KNOWS SQQ and this SQQ is just so different, something must be different. He doesn't know how right he is yet everyone just thinks he's actually insane.

I know this is probably increasingly insane and dumb, but fast forward to the Abyss opening. SJ was probably there to keep an eye on his clumsy twin, but SY ends up asking the ghost to look over the Luos, as the system still demands that they go to the abyss. So SJ after much grumbling agrees (after all he probably just was unmasked as ghost calamity, and the twins as demons, with a huge amount of cultivators moving their way. It's really the smaller hassle to jump into the Abyss and deal with the horrors there. Besides, the scholar in SJ would be curious about the abyss (and SY too let's be honest) ), kicks both in and goes "Alright we're taking an impromptu field trip" and jumps in after leaving SY to deal with the political mess that comes after.

Anyway, the last AU can be changed in various ways, like make it a PIDW time travel fix it with only the OGs around, or just Shen twins, etc. Feel free to shout at me how dumb this all is.

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erikahenningsen · 11 months ago

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Regina takes up 2/3 of the bed but it works for them because Cady sleeps curled up in a little ball. Regina hates having to sleep without Cady because sometimes she has nightmares and she always feels guilty about calling Cady in the middle of the night.

Now, please do this 😔🙏, or if you could, elaborate more. I'm currently in the midst of brainrot.

#grad school universe / Angie's fic

Regina wakes up just as the bus is about to hit her, breathing hard.

For a moment, she's completely disoriented, before she realizes she's in her bed, her apartment dark and silent.

Regina presses a hand to her forehead and finds it tacky with sweat, and her throat is a bit tender. She wonders if she had been screaming in her sleep. That's happened before—and completely scared the shit out of Cady the first time.

Cady.

Instinctively, Regina reaches to Cady's side of the bed, and finds it cold and empty. Right. Cady is at her apartment in New Haven. Regina is still getting used to spending more nights apart than together. She'd never tell Cady, but she thinks the nightmares have become more frequent as a result.

Regina wants to call Cady. She needs to hear her voice. It's the only thing that slows her heart, which is still pounding inside her chest with panic. But it's the middle of the night, and Cady has class in the morning.

Regina rolls over and tries to ignore it, to will herself back to sleep—or at least into a calmer state. But every time she closes her eyes, all she sees is Cady staring at her with horror as the bus plows into her body. Sometimes, in the dreams, the bus hits Cady instead. Those are the worst ones.

After a couple of minutes of trying to relax by sheer force of will, Regina tries deep breathing. She tries listening to some calming music. She even tries a free meditation video on YouTube, even though she thinks it's stupid. But she doesn't feel even a little bit better.

Before she can overthink it, she taps on Cady's contact and holds her breath as the phone rings.

Just as Regina thinks the call is going to time out, Cady picks up. The screen is dark, but Regina can make out part of Cady's face on the screen.

"Regina?" Cady mumbles sleepily. She squints against the light of her phone. "You okay?"

"Hi, baby," Regina whispers. She feels guilt flare in her stomach at Cady's sleepy face, but she already feels less like she's having a heart attack.

Cady runs a hand down her face. "Did you have a bad dream?" she asks.

Regina cringes a little at the wording—it makes it sound like she's four years old—but now is not the time.

"Yeah," Regina says. "I just needed to see you."

Cady makes a vague gesture that might be a wave. "Here I am."

"And so beautiful, as always," Regina says. She's always found it quite unfair how Cady looks gorgeous all the time, even in the middle of the night.

"I love you," Cady says, with so much affection that Regina physically aches to be with her. "I'm glad you're alive."

"Me, too," Regina says. "Most of the time."

Cady makes a displeased noise, and Regina knows if it weren't the middle of the night and they weren't in separate states Cady would insist on having A Conversation about the most of the time part.

For a few moments, Regina just looks at Cady's face. Well, more like half of her face. At a weird angle. But her breathing has returned almost to normal, and she isn't trembling anymore.

"I'm gonna fall asleep," Cady admits, eyelids drooping, "but I'll leave my phone on."

"Good night," Regina says. "I love you."

Cady kisses the tips of her fingers and taps them against the screen as her eyes close.

It'll have to do, for now.

#cadina #mean girls #mean girls 2024 #mean girls broadway #mean girls the musical #regina george #cady heron #grad school universe #ask #anonymous #prompts

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fivestaralien · 1 year ago

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sweet relief

sangyeon x chubby fem!reader

word count^^: 9,624

warnings””+: cursing?, basketball!sangyeon, hyunjae being a matchmaker but also a menace, fluff, also a lil suggestive at times, sangyeon being an absolute FLIRT but also the sweetest man fucking ever goodbye

a.n.// sangyeon brainrot, i went so overboard and im not sorry about it. also sorry if it ends kind of abruptly...i did write this with a chubby reader in mind bc i too am chubby and wanted to have more the boyz stories including that:) this is now my longest fic to date yikes!!!! currently still working on the request it just isnt coming together in my brain,,pls be patient:( hope yall enjoy this one sorry if it seems all over the place. stay safe everyone!!

Over the years you had learned to accept that no one would ever love you. You’ve had your fair share of crushes/short term relationships, but nothing that would actually turn into something like love.

That is until you met Lee Sangyeon.

“Okay listen, all I am saying is that you are wrong, and I am right.” Hyunjae tells you as he looks at both of your papers. You rolled your eyes and snatched the papers out of his hands to look them over again. As your eyes roam up and down the papers, you hear Hyunjae call someone over.

“You dumbass! I am right!” You say aloud. “Let him check it out. He’s like a super nerd.” “Watch it Jae.” A deep voice speaks from beside you. You look up and see probably one of the most adorable, handsome men you have ever seen in your life.

He looks down at you with a smile, which you return hesitantly. “Here, we have been fighting on who is right about this study sheet for nearly an hour.” You hand the two papers over to the guy and he looks it over for maybe three seconds before looking at the both of you.

“First I would like to ask who thought who was right?” Hyunjae pointed at himself and you pointed at yourself. “Right, I should have predicted that.” He then grabs a chair from another table and sits between you. “I’m Sangyeon by the way.” “Yn.” You both nod to each other before he talks again.

“Yn was right.” His husky voice says. You jump up from your chair and flip Hyunjae off. “Told you bitch!” He also flips you off and rolls his eyes, snatching the papers from Sangyeons hands. He checks it over and looks at Sangyeon weirdly. “Wait, I am defi- ow!” Hyunjae grabbed at his leg. “She’s right and you are just bitter.” He says in a stern tone that you were too excited to notice the little interaction.

“Okay guys, I have to go to my class. Lovely being smarter than you Hyunjae. Don’t get too down about it.” He says nothing but waves you off and puts his stuff in his backpack. ‘It was nice meeting you Sangyeon.” You smile. “Nice to meet you too Yn.” You then sling your bag over your shoulder and walk out of the library.

When the doors fully close behind you, Hyunjae hits Sangyeons shoulder. “Why would you tell her she is right? She isn’t.” Sangyeon rolls his eyes. “We had to.” Hyunjae looks over Sangyeon. “Who is this we you speak of? You were the one to lie to her.” Then he gasps. “Oh I know what's going on.” Hyunjae says teasingly.

Sangyeon then gets up from his seat and picks up his bag. “Don’t.” Hyunjae stands up with him. “Don’t follow me Jae.” He walks faster but Hyunjae keeps up with him easily.

“So how long have you liked her?”

“I’m not doing this right now, I have a lab to get to.”

“You know she is gonna be upset when she doesn't get 100% on that test right.” Sangyeon side eyes Hyunjae and he just puts his hands up.

The day of the test is here and you felt more than prepared for it. You walk into class with your head high and pride very strong. Walking out of the class though, you had never felt more stupid.

Hyunjae just so happened to be walking out of the building across from you and frowns at the sight of your sadness.

“yn!” He calls out to you and you just look at him then turn, walking away from him. Hyunjae calls out to you again and this makes you walk a little slower for him to catch up to you.

“Why the sad face?”

“You know damn well why I'm upset and Sangyeon better never show his face again.” You sneer.

“Why can’t I show my face?” Sangyeon asks from next to you. When the hell did he get here? “You told me I was right and it’s the only section of questions I got wrong. You lied to me.” You say and then start walking away from the two men. Sangyeon lets out a sigh and tries catching up to you but Hyunjae stops him.

“Just let her go. Once she lets out her anger she’ll talk to us again. She’s pretty weird about getting anything below 95% but she'll come around.” Sangyeon nods but still doesn’t look away from your figure getting into your car.

The next few days only you had classes so luckily you didn’t have to try and actively avoid Hyunjae and Sangyeon. Hyunjae had texted you a few times asking how you were and you would just reply with one word answers.

You won’t hate them forever but you can definitely hate them right now.

Classes went by smoothly and you were able to do a quick extra credit to boost up your grade on the test. You begin to realize that your reaction to the boys were a bit dramatic and start to feel upset with yourself that you were giving them the cold shoulder. Especially Sangyeon as maybe he just thought the same way as you for the problem and didn’t realize that you were both wrong.

Hyunjae had texted you about a Halloween party tonight, being that it’s friday night and halloween, you reply telling him that he can pick you up.

You put on a simple black slip dress, tights, black boots and get out an old witch hat you had from previous halloween costumes. You genuinely couldn’t be bothered trying to be something that put in a lot of effort. A witch was simple and could never go out of style for this holiday.

About an hour goes by and you get a text from Hyunjae and you gather your essentials in a small bag and then make your way out of the complex building and into Hyunjaes car.

You nearly jump out of your own skin when you see Sangyeon in the back seat. “You didn’t tell me he was coming.” You say after catching your breath.

“Well honestly I kinda forgot to.” You roll your eyes and face forward while crossing your arms over your chest. “Look y/n we are sorry about the test and not just telling you the truth.” Sangyeon speaks after a few beats of awkward silence. “Again with this ‘we’.” Hyunjae says under his breath.

“Okay, I’m sorry for lying. Hyunjae had nothing to do with it.” You look down at your purse in your lap, thinking of what to say. “I know it probably wasn’t the best first impression of me but, I can promise I will never lie to you again.” You can hear the sincerity in his voice.

A sigh passes your lips and you turn slightly so you can see both of the boys.

”I don’t care about the test.” You start. Sangyeon directs his complete attention towards you and it almost makes you blush. Almost. “I don’t like when people think I can’t handle the truth and lie to save my feelings. It makes me feel stupid and I hate feeling stupid. I’m not some girl that needs to be protected even if it’s something as small as getting something wrong on a study guide.” A weight can be felt lifting off your shoulders and you look between the boys to gauge any reaction.

Hyunjae just nods and you see Sangyeon put his head down while clasping his hands together. “ I can say this with 100 percent certainty that we don’t think you are stupid and need protecting. Sangyeon just didn’t want to hurt your feelings since he doesn’t know you that well.” Hyunjae lies and he looks in the rearview mirror to see said man glaring at him.

“Just don’t do it again please.” You tell them. Both boys nod and before you know it you are getting out of the car and walking up to a giant house.

The party was too loud and way too overcrowded for you to be here for this long. Even though Halloween is your favorite holiday you were more of a stay in and binge horror movies kind of person. Stuffing as much candy and treats into your mouth as possible. Now at the same time, you didn’t mind parties but ones like this, it was just too much for you. Hyunjae had gone to get the three of you drinks, which left you and Sangyeon awkwardly standing near a window

“Your costume is cute.” He says next to your ear. You couldn’t hear him too well but the comment makes your cheeks feel hot. “Thanks. You look good too.” He straightens out his suit jacket as he thanks you. He was a classic vampire with fake blood running down his chin, a little of it on the collar of his dress shirt. He looked really good. It made you feel a little hot.

Before it could get too awkward again Hyunjae hands you both your drinks and gently grabs your elbow to lead you towards a group of who you presume are his other friends. Sangyeon quietly follows behind you, watching to make sure no one bumped into you or if you could trip on anything. You recognized a couple of the guys, Juyeon and Chanhee, but the others Hyunjae introduced as Kevin and Younghoon. You sit next to Hyunjae on the couch across from the others, and Sangyeon hesitates as the only open spot is right next to you.

Curiously you look up and he quickly looks away from you. Silently you pat the spot next to you when he looks again and he shyly smiles while sitting down but still tries to keep his distance from you.

The guys keep a lively conversation between each other for a while and you start getting bored to the point that you start drawing shapes on your palms. They start telling each other spooky stories which made you perk up a little. Kevin seemed to notice that as the next thing out of his mouth was him asking you if you had any ghost stories.

“Oh, I don’t really think it would be that believable or worth saying.” You admit. They all start protesting, telling you to just tell them already and you laugh at them.

“Okay, okay. When I was about 6 I was getting some water from the kitchen and I felt a chill run up and down my spine. I didn’t really think anything of it, you know because I was a child, and then on my way back to my room I see this dark black cloud standing right in the doorway. I was so terrified I dropped my glass and it shattered, waking up my parents and when I told them what had happened they just waved it off as me having a big imagination.” You finish the story with a sigh and you drop your shoulders.

“Wow, have you had any other experiences like that? You know they always say kids and animals can see things adults can’t.” Chanhee leans in, elbows on his knees intrigued on what you were going to say next. “A couple, but I don’t really want to talk about it.” A few of them boo at you but to your surprise Sangyeon was quick to have them drop it and they move on.

Juyeon announces he's getting more drinks and everyone starts shouting what they want. When it gets to you, you tell him that you were fine with just water. Sangyeon gently taps your shoulder, making you face him. “Hyunjae gave me his keys since he plans to get wasted so just let me know when you want to go home. I’m not drinking.” His breath is hot against your ear and it makes you shudder.

You nod and thank him before turning back to the group. Younghoon suggests a drinking game you've never heard of to which everyone agrees to. Hyunjae complains that you and Sangyeon wouldn’t be able to play but you both tell him you’d much rather watch anyways.

As soon as Juyeon came back they immeadietly jump in to playing and it was the most entertaining thing you’ve witnessed. Kevin cursing at Hyunjae, saying that he was cheating. Chanhee constantly calls everyone out for changing the rules for their benefit. Juyeon, just giggling at all the jokes later than everyone else. And Younghoon slurring his words and saying the most random out of pocket shit, in the result of losing most of the rounds and drinking the most out of everyone.

Amongst all the chaos Sangyeon had been constantly asking how you were doing, refilling your water whenever it would get empty and even taking off his suit jacket to cover your legs after he saw you rubbing at them to warm them up.

It was beginning to make your brain go fuzzy.

Even though you hadn’t been drinking you were starting to feel tired. Watching the boys get progressively drunk and rowdy, the only thing you wanted to do was go home now. Sangyeon had left a little bit ago, saying he needed to use the restroom, so you decided to go find him and tell him you were ready to leave.

“Be careful please! And come back when you find him and let me know when you are leaving.” Hyunjae tells you in his dad voice, To which you nod and make your way around the others that are now sitting on the floor in front of you.

You were practically shoving through people at this point just trying to find where the bathrooms were. You get pushed forward and the girl in front of you spills her drink all over your arm and dress. “Fuck, I am so sorry!” You shout over the music and she just waves you off, going back to dancing on a girl. Now you really would like to find the bathroom.

You ask around and eventually find one upstairs but to your disappointment it was occupied. You wait a few minutes before the door swings open and to your surprise it was the one man you were looking for.

“What happened? Your dress looks stained.” Sangyeons voice was going in one ear and out the other as you blatantly stared at him. He had unbuttoned a few buttons of his shirt showing his glistening chest and his sleeves were rolled up past the elbow, showing his toned and defined forearms.

You have to physically move your head to look somewhere else and you want to slap yourself for checking him out when he was standing right in front of you.

“A girl spilt her drink on me while I was looking for you. I’m ready to go home.” You state not really wanting to be here much longer. “Yeah, okay. Do you want to wash up first? I’ll watch the door for you.” He sounds so sincere it makes your heartbeat quicken. What the hell is wrong with you? You agree with him and watch as he leans himself against the doorframe, watching the people passing by making sure no one bothers you.

Quickly you wipe a wet rag down your arm, making sure it wasn’t sticky anymore and tried your best to get some of the drink out of the fabric. Once you were satisfied enough you check yourself in the mirror and see your cheeks are ridiculously flushed and you can’t help that it had something to do with the gorgeous man with his back facing you, guarding the door for you.

You weren’t really looking for a relationship. Seeing as you didn’t think anyone could actually want to stay with you long enough to explore anything further, you found no use in starting anything. Something about the way Sangyeon had been subtly taking care of you all night is beginning to mush your brain. You couldn’t even blame alcohol for your thoughts which makes your feelings even more real and you were terrified.

You reach up and lightly tap his shoulder to get his attention. “I’m ready.” He nods and lets you walk in front of him but staying close enough that you could feel the heat radiating off of him.

When you get to the most crowded part of the house, Sangyeon motions for you to hold on to his arm so you don’t get lost. He feels your light touch and worries that it isn’t tight enough. “You can hold on a little tighter if you feel like you need to.” He says in your ear and you nod, squeezing his bicep.

“Finally you guys are back!” Hyunjae leaps up off the couch pulling you into a hug. “Text me when you get home.” He lets you go and goes right back to whatever they were doing as you were gone. Sangyeon notices his jacket is neatly folded next to your purse on the seat of the couch and grabs both of them so you don’t forget.

You and Sangyeon say your goodbyes and then make your way to the car. He turns the heat on and once again draps his jacket over your legs.You couldn’t help the blush that makes its way onto your cheeks. You quickly turn your head so he couldn’t see and thank him. The ride is quiet, besides the music playing at a low volume but you don’t feel uncomfortable in any way which surprises you.

He asks for the directions of your apartment which you give and from then you start having a small conversation with him. Nothing too intense, just the regular small talk and getting to know each other.

Even though the drive to your place wasn’t crazy long you feel like you learned a lot about Lee Sangyeon and it was starting to get to you. You felt warmth in your chest and butterflies in your stomach with how easy it was to talk to him. Granted your first impression of him wasn’t the greatest you could tell that he was a decent, genuine guy.

You didn’t even notice that he had parked the car until he asked if you were okay. “Yeah, it’s just really warm and I’m stalling to walk out into the cold.” the lie easily slipping from your tongue.

“We can continue talking if you want. I don’t mind.” he watches as you look out the window, thinking about what you want to do.”I like talking to you.” He whispers. You could've gotten whiplash with how fast you turned your head. You admire his side profile as he looks down at his hands.

“I like talking to you too.” the words come out before you could really process it. Sangyeon locks eyes with you and for just a moment you think about the possibilities of getting closer to him. Then your insecurities come crashing down on you, breaking every thought of him actually liking you goes out the window. He’s just being nice because you are Hyunjaes friend and that's it.

You fold up his jacket and place it on his lap. “I should go. Thank you for driving me home.” You rush out, grabbing your purse and opening the door.

“Of course.” but you were already out of the car.

It had been a few weeks since the party and you were drowning yourself in school work. All you could think about was that dumb, hot, attentive man and it seems like he was everywhere now. You thought that maybe if you only focused on school you could forget your feelings and pretend like you weren’t beginning to harbor feelings for said man.

The few times you had met up with Hyunjae, Sangyeon was almost always with him. You couldn’t escape him. The conversations weren’t anything exciting but even just looking at him and his stupid handsome face made you feel over mushy and wanting to run away.

Today Hyunjae asked you if you wanted to go out with him, Sangyeon and his friends you met at the party. They had found a secluded basketball court a few minutes away from campus and made plans to have a fun little game with teams between the 6 of them. Little did you know that this was his way of getting you to subtly hang out with Sangyeon and maybe even getting you to play with him. Hyunjae had noticed the way you two danced around each other at the party and is now trying to help the two of you to get together.

“I don’t know Jae. I don’t even think I have anything to wear to play.” You reply while simultaneously rummaging through your closet for something basketball worthy.

“You don’t have to play. I just wanted to get you out and have real people interactions.” “Okay, I’ll just throw on whatever then. When do you guys plan on going?” You ask him. You hear him talking to someone and then he says, “Sangyeon and I can come get you around 8. That's when most of the others are done with work.”

“That works. Just text me when you’re on your way over.” He hums in reply and then you hang up.

You busy yourself with cleaning your place and finishing up some papers for classes before finally getting ready. You found a random pair of sweat shorts and a big tshirt that you usually wear to bed and threw it on. You don’t really bother doing much to your appearance because you knew there was a chance you might be playing and getting all gross and sweaty.

Hyunjae texts you that they were here and you waste no time making your way out, locking your door behind you.

Once again you see Sangyeon sitting in the backseat, letting you sit upfront. “Hey guys. Thanks for inviting me.” You look towards Hyunjae and catch Sangyeons through the rearview mirror. They both smile and Hyunjae tells you it’s no problem.

“Have you ever played basketball before?” The question Sangyeon asks is directed towards you and you shake your head.

“Not really. Hyunjae has invited me a few times to watch. That’s actually how I met Juyeon and Chanhee.” You say. “They were pretty adamant that I join them but after a few rounds they benched me because of how horrible I was.” This made Hyunjae scoff.

You give him a curious look. “What? It’s true!”

“We benched you because you kept complaining about how much your back hurt. Don’t lie. You aren’t even that bad.” He narrows his eyes at you and you roll yours. “Same thing.” This gets a laugh from the backseat and you didn’t think you could hear such a beautiful sound.

The night air is pretty chilly and you regret not wearing a sweater or jacket. You watch as the other guys jog their way over to the three of you, clapping the guys on the back and then giving you side hugs. You decide for the first game you would actually try and play somewhat good. It definitely had nothing to do with a certain someone watching your every move and not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of him.

You were able to get in a few baskets but the guys were also going really easy on you, barely trying to get the ball from you. Sangyeon had to try and block you a few times and seeing him sweaty and feeling his heavy breathing on your face was a little distracting to you. His defined, toned arms in his sleeveless shirt didn’t help either.

Everyone besides Hyunjae was watching out for you, taking every chance he could get to swipe the ball away from you. He even started complaining when Chanhee very obviously let you take the ball back and shoot a 2 pointer.

“Okay, yn you can’t play anymore. I want to play a real game now.” He shouts from across the court. You throw your hands up. “It’s not my fault they are purposely going easy on me.” You reply back, “I wanna take a break anyways. I’ll just watch.”

Younghoon and Kevin protest, saying they won’t go easy anymore but you already made up your mind. You grab a water bottle from a cooler the guys brought and begin chugging it while taking a seat on the bleachers next to all of your stuff.

Sangyeon watches as a few drops of water run down your sweaty neck and he's glad his cheeks were already a little flushed from running around. Hyunjae inviting you was not helping his giant crush on you at all. Seeing how playful you were with the guys and even him made his heart swell. His friends are super important to him and having you get along with them only made him like you more.

You aimlessly look around, quickly getting bored as they start dividing up into new teams. You couldn’t help it when your eyes lingered on Sangyeons figure, suddenly not becoming so bored anymore. He was so sharp with every move and his smirk every time he swished the ball into the basket made your heart flutter. He was dripping with sweat and you could’ve gone your entire life without knowing what his hands looked like wet.

God you really need to get it together.

They play for about an hour before they decide to take a quick break. They start random conversations amongst themselves as you rub your arms trying to warm yourself up.

“Do you want to use my hoodie yn? You look like you’re freezing.” Juyeon gives you the option to grab it from his hands and without your permission your eyes dart over to Sangyeon, gauging his reaction. You see that he also had his hoodie in his now clenched hand. He quickly looks away, trying his best to subtly put it back on the bench without anyone noticing. You did though. So did Hyunjae, who was trying so hard to not laugh right now.

You thank Juyeon, taking it from him and slowly putting it on. It was pretty thin and didn’t do much to keep you warm but you appreciate it nonetheless.

Once they were rested enough, Younghoon suggested they play an easy game of horse. One Hyunjae would actually be okay with you joining as long as they don’t only do easy shots. They agree and with that you make your way over to them and Kevin tosses the ball to you, letting you have the first shot.

Wanting to make it easy on yourself you stand right in front of the hoop. Right as the ball slips out of your hands Hyunjae playfully pushes you but the ball still goes in. You turn around and shove him away from you, the two of you giggling.

“Ha! I still made it. You're next, cheater.” You tease. Hyunjae grabs the ball from the ground and easily sinks it in.

The order that is established from the first round is you, Hyunjae, Chanhee, Juyeon, Sangyeon, Younghoon and then Kevin.

Surprisingly you pass the next few rounds with flying colors until Chanhee misses and Sangyeon decides to shoot from the half court line. The heat of his stare on you the second the ball goes in is so intoxicating it’s like he wants you to know that in a way, that shot was to impress you. He threads his fingers through his hair to get it out of his face and you have to actively look away to hide the fact that you were blushing furiously.

Younghoon and Kevin both miss, making them both get an H. You step up to the line and bounce the ball a few times but you hesitate. “There is no way I am making this. Can I just say I missed it and get an H?” You ask.

Chanhee makes a disapproving noise. “No chance! Just try your best.” He says while motioning for you to take the shot. You stand there not really knowing how you were going to shoot. Without a second thought Sangyeon makes his way behind you. He places his hands on your hips, but not before asking, “Are you okay with me touching you?”

His proximity is making you spiral. What kind of fucking question even is that? It’s genuinely messing with your head the amount of hurdles you are making yourself go through to convince yourself not to like him.

“I don’t mind.” You whisper but you knew he heard you. You felt that same electricity you did back when he let you hold on to his arm back at the halloween party. Sangyeon places his big, rough hands right on top of yours and gently adjusts the placement of the ball in your hands. You couldn’t even describe how his body felt pressed against yours.

“Don’t think, just follow the motion.” His breath is hot on the back of your neck. You can’t even think, you only nod your head. He squats down a little and you follow his lead as he guides your body to shoot the ball. All of you follow the ball and watch with wide eyes as it goes on with no issue. You jump up and down yelling that you made it.

Without thinking you turn and jump to Sangyeon and wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. He catches you with ease and he couldn’t help the smile that graces his face. You abruptly pull away, realizing what you just did and apologize.

“You’re okay. Good shot.” He winks and your breath hitches. Hyunjae strides over to the two of you and waves a hand in between you, bringing you out of whatever trance you were in. “Move out of the way and watch how to actually do it.” He rolls his shoulders and bounces the ball before setting up his shot.

Sangyeon moves the both of you to the side and you feel your heartbeat thumping so hard against your chest when you still feel his hand lingering on your elbow. Hyunjae barely makes it in. Everyone holds their breath as it rounds the rim and eventually falls through the net.

“No way you just made that!” Younghoon says behind the hand covering his mouth in shock.

Hyunjae brushes off fake dust from his shoulders and turns to you, sticking his tongue out. You laugh at his childish behavior and shove him away from you.

“I made it and didn’t even need help,” he teases. “No more helping her or you’re out.” He says to Sangyeon who looks around innocently then winks at you again once Hyunjae turns away.

Chanhee is the next and he shoots and makes it with no hesitation. He was definitely an underrated player and way better than he originally said he was. The game goes on and after about half an hour everyone has H.O.R, besides you and Younghoon who have H.O.R.S.

It was Juyeons turn now to pick where to shoot from and he did a fairly hard one. Everyone after him makes it no problem but when it gets to you, you have a strong feeling you weren’t going to make it. You were also debating on just ending it because of how exhausted you were getting. Looking around at everyone else you see how they too looked just as tired as you so you decide to purposefully miss the shot and go sit down.

The game doesn’t last much longer and Juyeon ends up winning the game. Which didn’t surprise you at all because of how good he played. Sangyeon sits down next to you looking as hot and sweaty as ever. You take a clean towel from Hyunjaes bag, handing it over to him. He smiles at you and looks down, biting his bottom lip as he wipes the sweat from his neck and face.

“We should definitely do this again. It was really fun.” Kevin said out loud while everybody was getting ready to go home. You all agree and Juyeon suggests making it a regular hang out spot. “I think that could be fun!” You reply. You check your phone and see that it is nearly 11pm and all you could think about was showering and going right to sleep.

It was starting to get pretty windy and Juyeons hoodie was doing nothing to help keep you warm. Sangyeon sees you crossing your arms and trying to warm yourself up so he finally takes his hoodie to give to you.

“Here, wear mine instead. It’s thicker and has fleece on the inside so it’ll keep you warm.” He holds it out for you to take, which you do embarrassingly quickly.

You slip off Juyeons and place it over what you assumed was his bag. When you pull the hoodie over your upper body you are instantly surrounded by Sangyeons scent. He was right when he said it would keep you warm. It was a little oversized so you had to roll up the sleeves a little bit.

“Better?” His eyes are filled with admiration as he watches you fiddle with the ends of his hoodie. He would be more than fine if he only ever saw you wear his clothes for the rest of his life.

“Yes, thank you. I’ll give it back when you guys drop me off.” You tell him and he shakes his head.

“Don’t worry about that. You can give it back to me next time I see you.” Right as you were about to argue with him he places a hand on your shoulder, squeezing it. “Seriously, it's okay.” He smiles and it makes you smile too. Now you are getting too warm. Having him be so kind to you and also having to watch him play basketball was really messing with your head and you needed that shower asap.

“Come on you two, I am ready to go home.” Hyunjae pulls you out of thought and Sangyeon takes his hand off of you, standing up.

The shower you take when you get home does little to help your thoughts and the hoodie laying across the back of your couch is an overwhelming reminder that you might be developing feelings. You just hoped that one, he liked you back and two, he didn’t lose interest in you and get bored like everyone else did.

The weather was changing quickly from sunny most days to clouds and rain only. Not that you really minded it. Colder weather is always welcomed by you. Usually you and Hyunjae would meet up outside in a small eating area and hang out between classes, but because of his disdain for being cold you opted to meet with him in the library.

“So, what do you think about Sangyeon?” You look at Hyunjae with the most confused look. “Why the sudden question?”

He gives you a deadpan look, tilting his head to the side.

“Yn, I see the way you both have been acting around each other and that big doof is so obvious with his flirting it genuinely hurts me.” He admits and you try to distract yourself with the food you had in front of you. “I don’t know what you are talking about.” You say quietly.

You feel him lightly kick your shin and you glare at him while rubbing the spot.

“Okay, maybe I do like him. It doesn't matter though because he’ll get bored soon enough and move on to someone else.” You sigh and you suddenly are hit with a balled up napkin. “Hey! Stopping hitting me with things.”

“Will you stop with this ‘no one will ever love me’ bullshit! Look at who’s right in front of you.” Hyunjae shouts. You give him a weird look.

“Is this your not so subtle way of saying you're in love with me Jae?” You tease and he throws his eraser at your chest. You rub at the now blushing spot and throw it right back at him.

“Stop ignoring the topic and just listen to me.” Now he was the one rubbing at his chest in pain. “I can say with all my soul that Sangyeon will not move on from you. You’re literally all he ever wants to talk about when I hang out with him it’s so annoying. Also did you just choose to ignore your whole interaction when we played basketball last weekend? Even the guys were asking if you were dating.”

You look around the library trying to avoid this conversation all together. Yes, you had a crush on him and yes, you heavily notice Sangyeons flirting and intoxicating touches, but you just couldn’t get yourself to think any of it would last.

“I’m just scared Hyunjae. You know how my past relationships, if you could even call them that, go. They just want to get in my pants and freak out when I tell them that I want to get to know them first. Sometimes they just straight up ghost me after our first dates and pretend that I don’t exist when I see them around campus. I just can’t keep going through that.” You finish with a big sigh, refusing to look at your best friend.

Hyunjae gets up and pulls his chair around to sit right next to you. He throws his arms around you, crushing you in a tight hug. “I’m sorry you’ve been going through that. You don’t deserve that.” “It’s fine, I like hanging out with him but I won’t be getting my hopes up.” You squeeze his forearm to tell him thank you and he lets go.

You spend the rest of the free hour chatting about random topics and eventually part ways to your respective classes.

“I can’t believe I let you come over to hang out, just for you to be completely ignoring me for a book.” Hyunjae whines while pushing your leg with his foot. You wave your hand and continue reading while he continues to pester you. “I told you I had to finish this for my class. Stop sulking.”

“Fine. I’m telling Sangyeon to come keep me entertained.” Hyunjae says just to get a reaction and you fall for it far too easily. You slam the book shut and act like you haven’t been ignoring him for the past 20 minutes.

“No need to get crazy now. I’ll stop reading my book..” Hyunjae laughs and shakes his head at you.

“Sorry, already texted him and he said he would be here in less than 10 minutes.” He then runs away as you chase him to try and take away his phone. You would do anything to get that phone and text Sangyeon that there was a change of plans and he had no reason to come over. You don’t last more than a few seconds before you get tired and give up.

“I hate you.”

“You’ll look back on this moment and thank me for helping you two hang out.” He states and teases you by playfully shaking your shoulders as you pout.

Hyunjae turns on his switch and hands you a controller. As you wait for Sangyeon you start a game of mario party and it quickly turns into the two of you shouting at each other every time the location of the star was changed or if Hyunjae pushed you around during mini games. A knock on the door makes you jump. Your hands begin to sweat and you try your best to act as normal as you could as Hyunjae lets Sangyeon walk into his apartment.

“Hey yn.” Sangyeon waves to you with a big grin. You couldn’t help but smile back. “Hi. We are in the middle of playing mario party. Wanna join?” You ask him.

“I’ll join after you guys finish your game.” You nod at him and Hyunjae asks if you guys wanted anything to drink. Sangyeon asked for a beer and you water. Once he handed out the drinks you got right back into the game.

It was funny how much playing this game made it easier to be around the man sitting right next to you. Every time you won a star he would cheer for you and when Hyunjae got the chance to steal one from you Sangyeon would try to mess with his controller to pick someone else to steal from. It made your heart flutter and you found yourself subtly moving closer to him.

Sangyeon had noticed it and crossed his arms across his chest, his elbow lightly grazing your arm. You pretend not to notice but made the mistake of glancing his way. He had the smallest smirk on his lips and your cheeks heated up.

“Can you play for me? I need to use the restroom.” You pass your controller to Sangyeon when he nods his head.

When Hyunjae heard the door shut he paused the game and fully turned to his target, who gave him a weird look.

“What?”

“I’m going to walk to the store and get food.” Hyunjae starts to get up and Sangyeon follows. Hyunjae is quick to push him back down on the couch. “Oh, not you. I’m going alone. Now I’m not saying you have to do this, but talk to yn and maybe…” He pauses hoping Sangyeon would understand what he was hinting at.

“You know I can’t do that. She clearly doesn’t want that right now and the last thing I want to do is make the one person I actually am interested in uncomfortable.” He looks down and starts messing with the loose strings of his ripped jeans. Hyunjae sighs and places his hands on each of his friends' shoulders.

“At least try to get her number. Make her realize that you truly do want to start something.” He’s pleading at this point. “I’ll think about it.” Sangyeon shrugs.

Meanwhile you were freaking out, splashing your face with cold water to keep the heat away. You hear them talking but it was too muffled to really understand. You hoped that they weren’t talking about you but that thought was wiped away because not everything was about you.

You have to shake out your hands before finally leaving the bathroom. As you sit back down on the couch you notice that someone was missing. A certain someone that you now were going to murder in his sleep.

“Where’d Jae go?” Your voice sounds more threatening than you anticipated and it made you cringe a little. Sangyeon looks over your face at the tone. “He went to get food at the store.” You nod.

“Want to continue playing or start a different game?” He asks to try and break the weird tension. “Um, can we play switch sports?” Your tone is a lot softer. You both decided to play bowling and you were very surprised at how much he sucked at it. Every time he threw a gutter ball you couldn’t help but laugh. He would play it off and look off in the distance like nothing happened. You on the other hand weren’t doing too bad.

“I swear I’m not usually this bad.” He tells you and you laugh.

“Sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night.” Now it was his turn to laugh. You could listen to his laugh all day if it was possible. You both go quiet for a few seconds before Sangyeon speaks up.

“Can I ask you something?” His voice wavers a little and you immediately start sweating. What could he possibly want to ask you?

“Sure.”

‘Would you want to hang out sometime? Like… without Hyunjae.”

You feel the air go still. You hold your breath and stare at him with wide eyes. He gladly holds eye contact with you. Hoping that you can see just how serious he is about it. Now you really were going to murder Hyunjae in his sleep because you had a very strong feeling that he strategically planned his disappearance.

“Did he tell you to do this?” Your voice goes cold again. Sangyeon gulps and shakes his head.

“Not really. If I’m being honest, I’ve been wanting to ask to hang out with you for a while but I didn’t want to make you uncomfortable. He kind of pushed me to just do it and seeing your reaction I shouldn’t have.” He brushes his hair back and you suddenly feel like complete shit.

“I’m sorry I shouldn’t have been so quick to dismiss your feelings. I guess I am just scared that you are only doing this because you felt like you had to because of Hyunjae.” You let out a sigh and clasp your hands together. Sangyeon hesitantly places his hand on top of yours and when you do nothing to push them away he squeezes them.

“I really like you yn. The timing isn’t exactly the greatest but I will wait for you if you need time to think it out. I know it can be a lot.” He looks your way to try and see where your head is at and can’t help the smile that slowly appears when he sees you trying not to.

“I don’t need time to think. I really like you too and I think hanging out would be really fun.” You finally looked up at him and the two of you were smiling like fools.

You go to grab your phone and pass it to him, exchanging numbers. He does the same with his. You sit with your back leaning against the arm of the couch, knees pulled up to your chest. Sangyeon sits right next to you and the two of you start talking about the most random things while you get back to bowling. You’d laugh at his stupid dad jokes and gently push his shoulder which in turn messed him up. Not that he was doing good anyways.

“Let’s not tell Hyunjae that we are seeing each other. I don’t need him gloating that he did anything.” You say after bowling another strike.

Sangyeon raises his brows. “Oh, so we’re seeing each other?”

You quickly turn your head to him with wide eyes. “You know what I mean.”

Neither of you say anything else as the front door opens and Hyunjae places a few bags on the counter. You and Sangyeon quickly get up to help him put everything away.

“So, did you guys continue playing or do something else?” Hyunjae asks and he couldn’t be more obvious. You had to hold back rolling your eyes.

“We started playing switch sports and yn kicked my ass in bowling.” Sangyeon looks towards you and winks. You have to look away to not smile. “That’s because you are really bad at it. I wasn’t even trying.” You joke. He laughs with you and Hyunjae just stares between you both. You start getting pots out to cook the ramen and Sangyeon is quick to tell you to leave and go relax on the couch.

“Which ramen do you want? Spicy or cheesy?” You look between the two packs in his hands and point at the spicy one. He nods, then shoos you away and you have no problem not doing anything to help.

Hyunjae can feel the growing affection, even more so now than before he left. He catches you staring at his friend way more than usual and every time you catch him staring he just raises his brows. You are quick to look away but they don’t stay away for long.

Once the ramen and other snacks are all placed across the table, you all dig in.

The weather was nice today so you had no issue walking around for a little bit while you waited for Hyunjae to be done with his class. The three of you were going to see a movie later so Sangyeon had asked if you wanted to hang out before that. Obviously you couldn’t pass that up so you suggested the bookstore.

“Come on! Please just help me. I can’t figure out which book to get.” You whine as you tug on Sangyeons shirt to get him to the mystery thriller section of your favorite bookshop. He groans in protest but doesn’t make it that hard to pull him. He wasn’t the biggest reader but you on the other hand could fly through them like no one's business. He loves seeing the way your eyes light up at every new thing you discover and he just wants to squish your cheeks and coo at how adorable you are.You stop in front of a specific area and grab the three books you were deciding between.

“Okay, so these are the books and I want your honest opinion on which one I should get.” You tell him and he carefully reads through each of the summaries on the backs of the books. Your eyes wander around his face, admiring the soft skin of his cheeks and his pillowy lips. You lean against the bookshelf, tilting your head a bit. A stray piece of his hair fell in his eyes and you were quick to gently move it back in place.

Sangyeon looks up a little shocked at the touch but recovers quickly. He wraps a hand around your wrist and slowly intertwines your fingers together. He steps a little closer to you and your breath hitches.

“I think this one is a good choice.” He holds up one of the books and you use your other hand to take it from him.

“Perfect! This is the one I wanted the most.” You smile and hug the book to your chest. “Do you want to look for anything?”

“Oh, I’m okay. I really just came here for you.” His gaze is soft when he meets your eyes and it makes you melt. It takes everything in you not to just kiss him right in the middle of the walkway so you turn and lead him to the cashier. You pay for the book and take Sangyeons hand again as you walk out.

You lift up his arm, looking at the watch on his wrist to check the time. There's only a few minutes till you need to meet up with Hyunjae so you decide to go to a cafe closer to the campus to waste time. Sangyeon goes to order you both drinks as you find a table. You text Hyunjae where to meet up and then play games till Sangyeon comes over with the drinks and takes the seat right next to you.

He wraps an arm across the back of your seat and takes a sip, looking out the window watching the people passing by.

“You look really pretty.”

You snap your eyes to him looking straight at you with a small smile. Your face is flushed as you look away from him. You softly elbow his ribs and tell him to shut up.

“It’s true. I can’t believe the most beautiful person in the universe is giving me a chance to get to know them.” He leans in a little closer. “Thank you.”

He presses a light kiss to your cheek and you feel like you are flying. Your heartbeat is going so erratic you were surprised no one else could hear it. You continue to stare up at him and Sangyeon acts like nothing out of the ordinary happened. Hyunjae comes into your peripherals and it makes you pull away from Sangyeon a little.

“Ready to go? I asked the guys if any of them wanted to go. Chanhee and Kevin said they’d meet us at the theater.” He tells you guys while texting on his phone. You nod and then get up to walk to Hyunjae’s car in one of the campus parking lots.

Sadly you weren’t able to sit next to Sangyeon but honestly it gave a good hour or so to calm down from the small exchange from earlier. The movie wasn’t that bad but you also weren’t really paying attention to make a full opinion on it.

“Okay that was the worst movie I have ever seen.” Kevin says right as you walk out the front doors, “That ending was so trash. I predicted it from the start.” You nod along with his words.

Sangyeon walks up next to you nudging your arm. “What did you think?”

“I didn’t think it was that bad.” You shrug and Kevin furrows his brows.

“Were we watching the same movie?” The guys laugh and you throw up your hands.

“Do you guys want to come back to my place and have some drinks and play games?” Hyunjae asks the group and everyone agrees to go. You tell them you were really tired and just wanted to go home but that you were glad they could all hang out. Hyunjae was about to offer you a ride home but Sangyeon was quick to do it before him.

Sangyeon tells you that he needs to go get his car from the bookshop and to wait for him to come get you. Hyunjae looks at you expectantly as soon as Sangyeon is far enough to where he wouldn’t hear you.

“So what were you two doing before the movie? Did you guys finally hang out without me?” He wiggles his eyebrows at you. Your cheeks instantly heat up and you look away from the man's fleeting form.

“I wanted to go get a new book and he saw me walking over there. He just gave me a ride since we were going to be meeting up with you anyways. Not that crazy.” You say, but Hyunjae isn’t convinced. He squints his eyes at you and you almost give in. It was so hard keeping anything from him, especially when he was glaring at you like he was right now.

“I don’t believe you but I won’t push you to say anything.” He throws an arm around you to give a side hug and you smile at him. “I’m guessing Sangyeon won’t be coming back to mine will he?”

This makes you shove him and he's laughing hard at your non verbal confession that you don’t plan on staying home alone. Hyunjae basically shoves you in Sangyeons car once he stops his car and he waves aggressively as you drive away. Small talk filled the car here and there as you played with Sangyeons hand that was resting on your thigh. You press yours right up against his, measuring just how big they actually were.

“I have the heater on so high that I’m sweating. How are your hands still so cold?” He asks but you can tell he is teasing you.

“Good thing I have you now to keep my hands warm then I guess.” You shrug intertwining your fingers together. He lifts your joined hands and kisses the back of yours causing you to be a blushing mess. He pulls up to your place but you make no moves to get out of the car. You ask if he wants to come in and he doesn’t hesitate to say yes. When you walk through the front door you ask if he wanted anything to drink but hear no response.

You turn around and find Sangyeon still at your front door nervously messing with his hands. You have to stop yourself from laughing and walk over to him.

“What are you doing?” He looks up and huffs. “Sorry I just hope you know that I don’t expect anything from you and I want you to feel safe with me.” He lets himself breathe a bit and you take a moment to think.

Sangyeon waits and cautiously takes your hands in his, squeezing them gently. You squeeze back with no hesitation then release his hands. He frowns thinking you were pulling away from him but he gets surprised when you wrap both arms around the nape of his neck. You use this as a way to make him lean his head down closer to yours.

“I don’t expect anything,” You hug him as close to you as possible. “You are the person I feel safest with and I couldn't be more thankful for how patient you’ve been with me. I know it can be hard to be with someone like me but you have yet to run away.”

“You couldn’t get rid of me even if you tried. I want every part of you no matter how long I have to wait.” Sangyeon cups your face. His thumbs caressing the tops of your cheeks.

You looked between his eyes and lips, moving just a breath away from him. He waits for you to move away and when you don’t he crashes his lips to yours. Your entire body lights up and you can’t help the way you move your head to the side, deepening the kiss.

He lets out a deep groan that goes straight to your core. Sangyeon walks you backwards until your back hits the wall and presses himself to your front. You pull away to catch your breath leaning your forehead against his. He begins leaving a trail of soft kisses along your jaw and neck. You giggle at the ticklish feeling.

“You still haven’t answered my question.” You poke at him. He gives you a long, passionate kiss before answering.

“Water is fine.” But he makes no move to let you go, kissing you again which you have no issue letting him do.

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