#for other band people. it was semi finales & state yesterday so i was VERY busy & VERY tired

[synthshenanigans]

Jashtober Day 27 & 28- Potion & Bass

Designs by @/cinnamonsly!!!

Bonus Bass doodle:

[ohkiyo]

pairing: Semi Eita x Reader

warnings: slight manga spoiler, mentions of the characters' future occupation, alcohol consumption.

word count: 5.2k

a/n: This story was inspired by this picture I found on Pinterest. Also, try to see which part of the story my vocabulary decided to fail me.

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Pushing the glass door open, your heels click behind you as you walk through the hallway, your bag hanging on your shoulder, a cup of steaming hot coffee on one hand and your coat on the other. Greeting the workers who have arrived early and some of the utility workers you walk pass as they clean the office to prepare for the day.

Entering your office, you sat down on your desk placing your bag on one of the empty chairs beside you and arranging the papers on your desk as you finish your coffee. Swinging in your swivel chair side to side, watching through the glass divider as people walk past, chatting amongst each other as they ready themselves for another day at the office. 

You watch as your friend, Utsumi Himari, enters and sat herself down on her own desk, a sigh leaving her lips as she brushes her hair out of her eyes. Her hair looking disheveled, her face bare of any make-up she usually wore for work, and her blouse tucked halfway in.

"Did you slept in?" you ask, motioning to her state as she pulls out a brush from her bag. You stood up, walking over to her and taking the brush and combing her hair while she does her make-up.

"Sleep through all three of my alarms" she answered applying a red lipstick and topping it with some gloss then finishing her look by spritzing herself with her perfume as you tie her hair into a neat bun. Giving it a pat once you have finish tying it.

"Maybe we should really do buy that travelwey home LED digital alarm clock we saw on Amazon" you walk back to your desk, grab the remote and turned on the air conditioner “Let’s see if you’ll still sleep in then”

Your friend just laughs as she fully tucks in her blouse and slipping in her coat and turning on her computer.

"What were you even doing last night anyway?" you leaned back in your chair, clasping your hands together and resting it on your stomach. She types her password in her computer before she turned to you fully, a knowing look on her face and somehow you know what she's going to answer.

"Talking to some guys on my DMs" she grinned at you as you try to resist the groan from leaving your lips. Picking up a crumpled piece of paper and throwing it at her, only for her to catch it easily. "...and speaking of guys, I want you to meet some of them, they're really nice"

You let out a sigh, tuning her out as she starts rambling on about the men she had been talking to in the dead of the night, choosing to focus on your computer. She had been trying to set you up with some guys for the last couple of months, saying how you should be dating already now that you’re in your mid-twenties. 

You don't mind it really, she means well and you appreciate her effort because even you yourself couldn't deny the fact that you wanted to have a boyfriend as well. Unfortunately, the men she introduces to you weren't really clicking, there was just no spark, as what they would call it.

"Hey, (Y/n) are you listening?"

You straighten up in your chair and you nodded your head "Y-yeah" you didn't even realize you were just mindlessly refreshing your emails while your friend was talking earlier.

The door to your office opened, as one of your supervisors entered "Utsumi, do you have the reports Umeda sent?"

Himari nodded her head, pushing back her chair as she opens one of the drawers beside her desk and pulled out a thick banded paper and giving it to your superior.

"Thank you" she sat down on one of the chairs placed in front of the desk as she skimmed through the papers, humming once in a while when she sees something she likes and frowning when she reads something questionable or wrong.

"Oh right, our bonds are scheduled for renewal in two days and our usual representative is on leave" she looks up from the papers she was reading "Is there anyone you know that's available right now?"

"I'll go" you volunteered "I can go to the Finance Bureau right now. I've finished all my work yesterday, so I'm free"

"Thank you so much (L/n), the folder with all the requirements is in my office" she stood up from the chair walking out of your office as you followed after her. Waving your friend goodbye as she continues doing her work alone.

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The big white building came into view as the Japanese Flag hanging from the flag pole waves along with the wind. You parked your car, checking your appearance one last time before grabbing your needed things, and stepping out of the vehicle. Walking up the ramp and entering the air-conditioned building, soft instrumental music playing in one of the speakers, installed in the building's lobby.

There were two offices one on the right and one on the left, and since it was your first time you don’t really know which one to go, you could’ve asked the receptionist as the front desk but you could see that no one was there. Following your instinct, you chose the one on the left as it was the one with people going in and out with folders, envelopes, and some other documents in hand.

An intern greets you, a student intern to be exact, flashing you a smile as she gestured for you to take a seat at one of the chairs.

“Is this for the bonding?” you inquired, just to make sure you were in the right department.

"Yes ma'am, new or renewal?"

"Renewal" she gave you a pink-colored paper and your priority number, filling in the information needed while waiting for the man who you assume was the one in charge for bonding finish talking to his current client, once he was done. He called onto the next one and you stood up, walk over to his desk, and sat down on the chair the previous was occupying.

"From what agency ma'am?" he looked up from the paper he was reading and you were finally able to have a clear look at him. Your breath hitch in your throat as you stared at the beautiful man in front of you.

You cleared your throat, adjusting yourself in your seat "Japan National Bank"

He looks down on his paper again and started flipping through it, not noticing the barely noticeable blush on his cheeks as well. You look around the room for a moment, distracting yourself from this handsome man in front of you. He has ash-blond hair, neatly arranged on his head and piercing brown eyes, his facial features were sharp, a bit intense if you might say, but there’s just some sort of gentleness underneath it, and it was very attractive in your opinion.

"May I see your requirements" you pulled out all the papers from your folder and gave it to him. Watching as he laid them in front of him, checking everything especially the signatures. He returned them to you and started writing on the pink paper you gave him as you neatly place your documents back inside your folder.

"Kurokawa" he called and the student you were talking to a while ago stood up and walk over "Can you please look for Ma'am Takeuchi and have her signed these two" he gestured to the two spaces reserve for signatures with his pen as the girl nodded her head and went to do her task.

As you move to another chair, you notice that they have a lot of student interns here. In the department alone where you are right now, they have at least five, probably because they're always busy entertaining clients, and you saw at least three more walk pass.

You were confused at first but then you realize that this branch of the Finance Bureau was smaller. From what you remembered before when you came here for a meeting, there were only 20 employees working, and with it being a government agency, they are always busy and always processing documents, meaning paperwork after paperwork, so they need all the help they need.

Moments later the girl came back telling something to him as he called you over once again "The persons for the last two signatures are not here right now” he gave to you the paper as you look at the two names with no signatures “They're currently in Miyagi for a meeting. Can you come back again on Monday?"

You nodded your head, inwardly feeling happy at the fact that you have a valid reason to come back and see him again "Of course, so after I pay for this at the bank I can keep the paper?" you wave the pink paper in your hand.

"Yes, bring it again on Monday when you come back so we can have it signed"

He smiled at you, it was small, just a simple close lip smile but you felt your heart skip a beat. You had to will yourself to stand up and walk out, but the fact that there were no more clients in waiting were proving it very hard. However, you still have to go back and report to your supervisor, thanking him you walk out of the door.  

You look over your shoulder, just to have a look at him one last time but what you did not expect was for him to already be looking. His smile still on his face, he lifts his hand for a wave as you returned the gesture not noticing the glass door and accidentally hitting it with your whole body. Embarrass, you didn't even look up to see their reaction as you push the door open and sprint towards your car, heels be damned, you just want to hide yourself.

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“We’re still going to that newly opened bar tonight right?” you ask as both you and Himari walk towards your car, swinging your keys on your index finger.

“Yep” she chirp, a skip on her step as you opened your car “Remember that band I’ve been talking about?” 

You nodded, starting the engine and going out into the road “They’ll be performing at that bar tonight and I wanted to come see them live. Oh (Y/n) you’re going to love them, their frontman has a really good voice. Not to mention they’re all good looking too”

She pokes you on the arm while lifting her eyebrows up and down, you smiled shrugging your shoulders in response. Silently challenging her, now that it was Friday you were more than willing to indulge in your friend’s shenanigans, and who knows, you might find someone in that bar tonight. But you can still never forgot of the man you met this morning, his appearance etch into your mind.

You drove through the traffic back to your apartment, taking a shower and dressing yourselves up before going to the bar to start your Friday night escapades.

"It's nice" you commented, walking across the wooden floor and taking a seat on the table just in front of the stage. The waiter taking your orders as the staff prepares the stage for the night's performers. 

"Right? This might be my new favorite" she took her phone and snap a few photos and posting it on her socials. The tables being slowly filled up by people, tables filled with bottles or buckets of alcohol, and a plate of hot steaming food accompanying the cold drinks. 

"It's starting" you turned your chair so you could look at the stage properly, the lights going low as you can see silhouettes of the performers standing on stage.

Karadajuu no saibou ni hi wo okosu you ni Meippai ni kuuki wo suikonda

Your ears perked at the voice, it was smooth, a bit deep but it goes so well with the tune of the song.

Chi to ase wo nie ni  akogare wo seika ni FURU BORYUUMU de sakebe yo

You were familiar with the song; it was one of the many classics you play in your room during your college days while cleaning up, doing your chores, or studying.

Hikare are!

All the lights turned on and you were finally able to have a proper look at who was the frontman, and you have to say, he was pretty good looking. His hair was tousled, strands sticking out front each side. His choice of attire was a bit unusual, a long fur coat, black jeans, and blacks boots and you could even see a cross necklace hanging from his neck, but who were you to judge? It looks good on him anyway.

Himari pulled you from your seat and towards the open space in front of the stage where the other customers in the bar were already jamming to the song. Jumping and singing along, the both of you weave through the crowd. Standing at the very front and screaming along to the lyrics of the song.

One of the guitarists kneeled down at the area where your friend was standing and blew her a kiss, laughing at her dumbstruck reaction, you just pat her back as she slowly turns to you, mouth agape, her hands clutching her dress. Your eyes move to focus on the singer once again, to see that he was looking at you already. You two shared eye contact him singing the lyrics before he shot you a smile and a wink.

You grinned back at him, getting even more hyped up jumping along with the crowd, screaming the lyrics from the top of your lungs. You downed the last bit of your drink, you don’t even care anymore, it’s Friday, you were going to enjoy the night and no one was stopping you.

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You were now sitting in the bar counter, another drink in hand. You were feeling a bit tipsy now, but you can still think straight, you have no idea where your friend went though. You hum along to the song that another band was now performing; you took a sip of your drink, the cold drink going down smoothly in your throat.

You felt someone slid down in the seat beside you “Enjoying yourself?” the person asks as you turn your head to see the same guy that was just rocking it at the stage a while ago. 

“Yes” you smiled at him, turning your body to face him properly and sticking out your hand “I’m (L/n) Y/n) by the way”

He took your hand and giving it a firm shake “Semi Eita"

"That was a really good performance you know, your voice is really good"

"Really? Thank you" he smiled at you, now that you have a closer look at him, you could see that the tips if his hair were dyed black, which you find cool by the way since you could never pull it off. However, what really caught your attention was how he looks eerily similar to the guy you saw earlier, you can never be too sure, it was just probably the alcohol messing with you.

"You know, I feel like I've seen you from somewhere" you point your finger at him, racking your brain for anything.

"A look-alike probably" he offered as you nod your head in agreement.

After that, both of you just keep talking to each other, sharing some stories from when both of you were still students, and becoming quite surprised at some of the things you learned from each other.

"Wait, wait. So you're telling me you went to Shiratorizawa in high school? And was a part of the school's volleyball club?"

“Yeah”

"What was I doing in high school?" you whispered as you run a hand through your hair and tugging on it "We were literally schoolmates and I've never heard of you? Members of the boys' VBC is famous around school!"

He snorts, waving his hand in dismissal "Shiratorizawa's a pretty big school, not everyone knows us"

"But still..." you trailed off, as you scrunch up your face thoughtfully. If only you were a bit more socially active back in high school, attending events, and whatnot, you would have probably met him years ago. You shook your head, finishing your final drink and placing the glass back on the counter.

"Hey..." he taps your arm then pointing to a table just at the corner; far away from other people "Is that your friend?"

He was referring to the couple making out at a table on a dimly lit part of the bar, you could not really see their face properly but the dress the girl was wearing and the hairstyle gave it away that it was your friend. Your jaw drops, watching as she sits on the guy's lap, his hand wrap around her waist, shamelessly sucking at each other’s faces at a crowded bar.

"...and that's your bandmate" you realize that it was the guitarist guy who blew her a kiss during their performance. 

Turning away from the scene, you stood up, collecting your bag and letting out a sheepish chuckle "Guess I'll be going home alone tonight then"

He stood up as well, pocketing his hands "I'll walk you out"

Both of you exited the bar, walking out into the crowded streets, maneuvering through the people walking by.

"I really enjoyed myself tonight, thank you" you smiled at him taking a piece of paper and a pen from your bag and writing down your number "Text me when you can?"

He took the paper, folding it neatly and pocketing it "Definitely"

Stepping back as a taxi pulled up in front of the both of you. You went in, waving him goodbye as the taxi drove back to your apartment.

You pulled out your phone from your bag, sending your friend a quick text before a message from an unknown number entered.

From: Unknown

Be safe, text me when you get home :)

-Semi

You grinned, sending him a quick reply, and saving his number under the name Mr. Punk Rockstar

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Semi stared at the picture on his phone, a picture of him in his get-up when doing his gig before swiping to another picture of him at work. He kept swiping left and right, taking a proper look at each picture to see the difference.

'Do I really look that different?' he thought taking one last look before closing his phone and placing it on the table. His friends told him so many times before how he was like a completely different person when he’s at the office working and when he’s out doing his gigs.

He took out a mug from the lower drawers on his desk and a Tupperware from his bag before standing up and walking towards the pantry. The good thing though, both of you exchange many messages during the weekend, and you even sent him a good morning text moments after he woke up, which was a good way to start the day.

"Good morning Semi-san" he smiled at the students sitting at the table, greeting them back as he continued preparing his coffee before taking a seat.

"You guys are early" he said, opening the Tupperware he was carrying to reveal a very delicious stack of fried dumplings "Help yourselves"

"We didn't want to get caught in the morning rush" Kurokawa replied, as she took a dumpling and bit on it.

"It was already packed when we got to the station, it was so crowded" 

"It’s a good thing I have a car then" they laugh before he asks them again "So how's school?"

They all collective groan and he could only smile at them, listening as they rant about the stress they were currently experiencing, from their thesis, to their other academics, and to their other requirements. Just by listening to them he could feel just how exhausting it was, he was a student before and he knows just how demanding school can be.

'I wonder how Tsutomu's doing' he thought biting into a piece of dumpling 'Kenjirou and Taichi too, I told them to update me when they can'

He gave himself a mental note to call his three juniors later, even though they're not in the same school anymore nor playing in the same team. They still manage to keep their friendship going strong, they were a tight-knit group, after all the things they went through back in high school, and when everyone was free, they'd have a get-together and check how everyone's doing, giving each other updates on what’s happening in their lives.

They continued conversing with amongst themselves as more employees arrive and when it was near 8, they stood up, cleaned their mess, wash the mugs, and went to their respective departments, all ready to tackle the day.

It took his spot in his desk, calling the clients that were already waiting.

"Good morning" he smiled, as you took a seat.

"Good morning"

"I'm here to give this back for the signatures, and the receipt from the payment is also there" he nodded his head taking the paper from your hand.

"Okay, I'll give this to Ma'am Takeuchi. I'll be back"

With that he left, disappearing into the back where the table for the department’s head was placed. It was a good thing you decided to come in early because you were the only client there so far.

You notice that there was an organizational chart on the wall just above his computer, their pictures, names, and position displayed for everyone to see. You search for his picture, immediately reading his name.

Semi Eita it read and you remembered that you had met a person that is in a band with the same name. Your eyebrows furrowed, as you fish your phone from your bag and opened a photo you took with him last Friday. You leaned to the side, so you could have a proper look at him standing beside his superior’s table while she signed the papers. He had his back turned to you back you can clearly see the dyed tips, similar to the ones the guy on the picture has. 

The hair color was the same the only difference was the way they styled it. Their height was the same and body build, and when he turned around was when you finally realize.

It really was him.

"Okay here you go" he gave it back to you as you place it inside the folder you were carrying. Thanking him and walking out but not before sending him a quick text.

Semi felt his phone vibrate in his pocket,

From: (Y/n)

Imagine my surprise when I found out that this was you.

It read with a picture of him in his band get up attach below. Semi chuckled typing in his reply before going back to work.

Let's talk about it later, want to have dinner with me?

From: (Y/n)

I'd love to. :)

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You sat there an amused smile on your face, your eyes twinkling with mirth as Semi just stared back at you. 

"What?”

You just shook your head, placing your elbow on the table and resting your chin on your palm "Now that I have a proper look at you, your face does look different. Like…" you gestured to his whole face "…just a few tweaks with your hair and you're already a completely different person"

"Oh really?" Semi cocks an eyebrow at you.

"Yes!" you exclaimed "I never realize I was actually talking to the same person" you chuckled, leaning back on your chair and crossing your legs.

Semi runs a hand through his hair, messing up its neat and arrange style as it goes back to its usual messy state "Still different?"

"Now you just look like a punk rockstar trying hard to look like a common salaryman" You leaned forward taking a lock of his hair and twirling it on your finger "Maybe I should start calling you Mr. Punk Rockstar"

Semi groaned, palming his face as he shook his head "God please no, my friend use to call me punk team mom"

"Well, now mom had an upgrade" You grinned at him watching as the server arrives with a tray filled with your order and carefully placing it on the table.

After that dinner date, both of you fell in the routine of having dinner together at least once a week, which later turned into twice a week, until he was coming over to your house and eating your homecooked meals. 

Staying over the night when the weekend comes and accompanying him to his gigs when he has any. It was safe to say that both of you were mutually attracted to each other.

Even your friend says so.

"He's definitely in love with you, he's just taking things slow to make sure you're comfortable" was what she had said one time when you talk to her about your relationship standing with Semi "It's hard to find guys like him these days, so don't let him get away"

So you headed her advice and waited.

Right now, both of you were in a bar. One that was in between a university and some corporate buildings. Walking towards the bar counter, both of you sat down, looking at the menu for the drinks they serve, some music playing in the background as the tables in the middle were already packed with stressed-out office workers concluding their week with numerous bottles of alcohol.

"Good evening, what can I get you?"

Semi almost wants to slap himself when he saw the bartender on duty 'I forgot Taichi works part-time here'

He took a glance at Kawanishi, who was already side-eyeing him his lips curling up into a smile as he waited for you to place your order.

"I'd like the margarita please" Kawanishi wrote it down on a notepad he’s holding as he turned his attention to Semi.

"The piña colada for me"

The ginger-haired boy nodded his head and started gathering the ingredients for the drinks.

"I'll be right back, I need to go the comfort room" Semi nodded his head as you walk away, disappearing into a corner.

"So..." Kawanishi started "Is she your girlfriend or just a friend?" pouring the drink into a glass and sliding it over to him before he starts preparing your drink.

Semi pause for a moment, realizing just now, what really is your relationship with him? Both of you were obviously beyond the territory of friendship, those countless nights of you two making out on his couch and in his bed, was definitely one of the many reasons "Honestly, I don't even know anymore"

"Well better put a label on it then before someone snatch her away"

Semi cocked an eyebrow at him, sipping his drink "Since when were you giving love advice?"

"It comes with the job apparently" Kawanishi place your drink in front of your seat, taking a clean rug and wiping his hand on it. Semi chuckled, finding it ironic how the most aloof member of the club, who refuses to talk to anyone aside from the first string members is working in a bar. A place where entertaining customers and talking to them is part of the job description.

College really did change them for the better from what he had noticed, Kawanishi's becoming more open with everyone, a bit more talkative in his opinion, Shirabu got a little nicer and Goshiki wasn't that overexcited, oblivious kouhai he used to remember. He was grown now and more mature, more aware of the things happening in the world.

"By the way, do you know where's Kenjirou?"

"I'm here" they snap there head to see the mentioned boy standing there, bags under his eyes, and his hair a mess.

"I thought you passed out in a coffee shop somewhere" Kawanishi teased "The usual?"

Shirabu nodded his head, letting out a yawn as he situated himself on the seat beside yours "I'm drinking all my problems away tonight" then he pointed at Semi "and since you're here you're paying"

He was wrong, Shirabu definitely did not become nicer.

"I’m back sorry I took long" you sat back down on your seat and taking a sip of your drink as Shirabu cock an eyebrow, tired eyes observing your interactions with his former teammate before turning his attention to Kawanishi for an explanation who only shook his head and passing him his drink.

So he stayed silent, he can ask for the details later opting to watch the both of you slowly get drunk, and hoping that something entertaining might happen. Drinks after drinks were ordered, some were alcoholic, some were not, and the funny thing is, you were the one mostly drinking it all. While Semi had settled himself with his second glass of piña colada.

"I think it's time we go home" you giggled, letting out a hiccup as you slowly stood up from your seat. Grabbing Semi’s hand for support as he took out his wallet and paid for the both of your drinks and Shirabus then leaving a hefty tip for Kawanishi, who was more than grateful with the extra income, whispering to himself "Finally, I can buy real food"

He waves them goodbye, as he escorts you out of the establishment. A hand on your waist as he carries your bag for you.

"Semi" you slurred, catching his attention as you stop walking. Turning your body to face him, holding both of his hands and giving it a squeeze "What are we? Like what do we call this?”

He frowned, biting his lip as he removes his hand from your hold and cupping your cheek, remembering what Kawanishi said to him a while ago “To be honest, I wanted to ask you the same thing but I’m scared you’ll run away” he rests his forehead on yours “So let me ask you”

He looks at you in the eye “Will you be my girlfriend?”

You smiled at him “Yes”

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The next morning you woke to your head pounding, a groan leaving your lips as the sunlight peeking through the curtains hurting your eyes. You sat up looking around the room and noticing that you were in Semi’s bedroom.

"Good morning" Semi greeted, walking into the room with a glass of water and a pill in hand. He sat on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping at his weight “How are you feeling?”

“I feel like I got hit by a truck” you massage your temple, taking the water and pill from him. Hoping that it would at least alleviate your headache.

“Well, you did drink a lot last night” he reminded you, walking to the window and adjusting the curtains. The room becoming a bit darker as you let out a sigh of relief.

“Did I do something stupid?”

“Unfortunately, no”

 You punch him on the shoulder pulling his hand as you laid back down under the covers, too lazy to get out of bed and do something productive.

“Did you remember what happened last night?” he asks, looking at you as he rests his hand on your cheek caressing his with his thumb “Before we went home?”

“Of course” you scooted forward, pressing a kiss to his lips “I’m more than happy to call you my boyfriend”

He drops his hand to your waist, pulling you even closer as he captures your lips into a kiss.

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a/n: This one took a lot longer than expected, everytime I sat down so I could finish it. I always find myself getting distracted.

[kpop-imagines-247]

M-My What (Kyuhyun x Fem! Reader)

A/N: As I said in the teaser, this imagine is really close to my heart. I love writing for Kyuhyun. As long as I have been a fan of super junior this man has found a way to slide up my bias list and make his way to the ultimate position. He has been through so much and still manages to put on a smile for us and that is what I appreciate about him.~Zero.

Ps. Mood board is mine please don’t steal. 

Date: April 3, 2020

Pairing: Kyuhyun X Fem Reader

word count: 4,737

Warnings: Mentions of dealth, fluff and angst

Y/N P.O.V 

Everyone has a guardian angel, I happened to meet mine when I was only seven years old. My aunt and uncle on my father’s side were driving us home from going to see a movie. It was very late at night, so my aunt was asleep in the passenger seat and my uncle was really tired and wasn’t paying attention, he didn’t know that he was driving on the wrong side of the road until a semi truck came speeding down the line that we were in.

 He did what any panicked person in this situation would do. He swerved to the left, however on the left side of us wasn’t land or road anymore. It was a deep open body of water. So our car went right into the water and sank straight to the bottom. My uncle woke my aunt up and they quickly got out of the car to try and swim to safety completely forgetting about me in the back seat. The car was filling up with water fast too fast for me to fight against it or get my seat belt loose, so I sat there in the back seat and watched the last seven years of my young life flash before my eyes. I knew then and there that I wasn’t going to make it, I lost all hope. 

I start to feel myself lose consciousness, but before I could I see a blinding light fill the water sanken car. Then the next thing I knew I was out of the car and in the sky. I think that now would be a good time to look up. I see a beautiful man with big bright white wings, then I look down and see the ocean below us. “Am I dead?” I ask in a small voice. The man looks down at me with a concerned look “No, but if I didn’t get to you sooner, you would have been.” He says in a clam voice. I couldn’t help it no matter how much I tried to fight it off. I felt the hot tears run down my slightly chubby cheeks, then I started sobbing, burying my head further into the man’s chest. 

“Aww princess it is okay. You will be okay now, I am here.” 

“Where are we go-going?” I ask slightly hiccuping.

“I am going to take you back to your house, your parents are worried sick about you.” 

“What are you? You have very pretty wings.” 

“Well thank you! I am your guardian angel here to protect you from early deaths or any other harmful dangers.” He replied 

“Oh well thank you for saving me tonight, I think my mommy and daddy would appreciate it.” 

“No problem kid, it is my job, when we get to your house I am going to have to leave but-”

“No, No please don't leave me...please.”

“Okay, Okay  I promise I won’t, as long as you need me people will see me as a gold winged necklace when I hold your hand. Now try to get some sleep, I will wake you when we get there.” 

I am suddenly too tired to talk so all I can manage is a slight nod against my angel’s chest. Some hours later I am woken up by my angel putting me on my feet about a mile or two from my house.  He gently grabs my hand and starts guiding me back to my home. I soon see my parents in view so I look up at my angel and he nods down at me and lets go of my hand. I take off towards my mom and dad. 

“Y/N, oh my gosh, thank heavens you are okay and alive, we were so worried.” my mom and dad say as they bring me into their tight embrace.

*Y/n is now 8 yrs old*

I still remember that night like is was yesterday even though it was over a year ago, I am now eight years old, if you are wondering my aunt made it out alive but my  uncle didn’t make it, he got swept into the deep and fast currents which cause him to drown, sadly his body was never found. Yes I still get to see my angel, he is with me almost 24/7; the only times we are apart is when I am changing, going to the bathroom or in the shower. I don't know anything about him and he knows almost everything about me. Like how I am afraid of dolls, thunderstorms and open bodies of water(it makes me feel like I am reliving the accident). 

Right now I am getting ready for a choir and band concert that I’m going to be performing in tonight. I am so nervous what if I mess up or what if I forget the lyrics in front of all of the people that will be there. 

“What’s up princess, you look troubled?” The angel asks. 

“I am just so nervous, what if I mess up and make a fool of myself in front of every person that will be there.” 

“Y/N/N, you are going to do just fine. I have watched all of your practices and you did amazingly. You have a gorgeous voice and you play the F/M/I beautifly so trust me when I say that you are going to do just fine, I mean when have I ever let you down.” 

 “Okay, you’re right, I got this... let’s go and get this concert over with.” I say walking out of my room, but not before my angel grabbed my hand to guide me. 

*Y/N is now 16 yrs old*

My angel started staying home during the day because he wants to give me some freedom. I am not worried about him not being able to get to me fast enough. We did a few tests, he can get to where I am before I can blink. So I am definitely not worried. It has been nearly eight years since the accident and I still don’t know his name, However, I will figure that out as soon as possible. 

My day honestly really sucked, I started my period at school, I figured out that my boyfriend of nine months was cheating on me this whole time, I failed a math test that I studied so hard for and was so confident that I was going to pass, I missed the only bus that was going near my house. I now have to walk home, and to top it all off I cracked my phone screen today.

All I want is to get home, a shower, to eat ice cream while watching romantic movies crying my eyes out, and to cuddle with my angel like the old days; when I would have night terrors or like when there was a thunder and lightning storm. By the time I get home it is 5:30. I guess that I am lucky that spring break starts today. 

My parents are out of town on a business trip and they will be gone for another whole month and half, so it is just me and the angel who I will find out the name of today.  I start the long walk up the stairs, once I finally make it to my room I see my room setup for a movie night with just the person that I wanted to see.

“Oh My Gosh, thank you this is just what I needed.” I said and ran to give him a hug. I didn’t even realize that I was crying until he said something. 

“Y/N/N what’s wrong?”

“It has been a really long and crappy day, I am just glad to be home.” I say while sniffling, “ I just realized that you have been protecting me for like eight years but you never told me your name.”

“ I am so sorry that your day has been crappy. I hope that I can make it better! You never asked me for my name, so I assumed that you didn’t want to know what it was.” 

“Oh, well can you please tell me what your name is?” I ask shyly feeling stupid for never asking.

“Yeah, my name is  Cho Kyuhyun but since you have known me for a long time you can call me Kyu if you want.” 

“Well it is nice to finally meet you Kyu.” I say with a smile.

*Age 18* 

I am now 18! This means that  Kyu doesn’t show up as a necklace anymore to the whole world. He is just invisible to everyone except for me. However it has been like that for two years now.  I like it better this way, because I feel more protected knowing that only I know that he is there with me all the time. I have known him for so long that it is sorta hard not to develop a crush on him, I mean he is very handsome and he is a gentleman. I still don’t know much about him. Like his age or how he died but he will tell me that when he is ready. I am not going to pressure that out of him.

  In case you are wondering about what has happened the last two years or so, well here is everything my parents got divorced six months before I turned seventeen, I graduated with honors from the high school at the age of seventeen, the guy that I had a crush on for four years ended up being gay and my childhood dog died recently. 

 Kyuhyun’s P.O.V.

I have known Y/N for a very long time now. I have enjoyed my job as being her guardian angel, sure I have had other people to guard before. However, not one of them was as beautiful, smart, and caring as Y/N is. I think when it is Y/N turn to die, I’ll probably retire but I am not a hundred percent sure yet. 

I haven’t checked into headquarters yet today, I probably should do that. I think to myself as I throw on a shirt and teleport to the said place. Once I am in the main room I see Kim Heechul, another guardian. 

“Kyuhyun, just the person I was looking for. The boss has requested to see you,  like, right now so you better hurry.” Heechul says while looking at me

“Thanks Heechul.” I say as I run to Leeteuk's office.

When I get to an all familiar door I knock twice, I wait until I hear a ‘Come in Kyuhyun.’  I quickly open the door and enter the room.

“Hey boss, you requested to see me, so what’s up?” I ask while shutting the door behind me.

“Kyuhyun, I have some news to tell you. However, I don’t think you are going to like it very much, please, take a seat.” Leeteuk states looking sort of worried. 

Doing as he says I take a seat across from his desk, “Okay, I am seated now so what’s up?” I ask again. 

“Kyuhyun, I have just been informed by my boss that,” He pauses to take a deep breath “Y/N is to die in two days, I am so so sorry Kyuhyun.” Leeteuk states while looking at me.

I feel my whole world come crashing down, no, no no no not Y/N. Anyone but Y/N. It is not her time, she is only 18. Looking up with tears in my eyes, I just muttered “What? Are you sure?”

  “I wish it wasn’t true, I know how much she means to you and how painful this must be. Kyuhyun there is nothing no one can do, the upper boss says that it’s her time. Then it is her time.” Leeteuk replies looking down. 

“Can I at least be with her when she dies?” I ask hopefully but already know the answer.

“I am afraid not, I was informed that wasn’t a good idea because you would try to save Y/N.” He replied.

“So, what do you expect me to do? J-just watch the girl I love die?” I ask slightly, raising my voice.

“No. not at all you don’t have to watch. Maybe, wait at the gates for when she does die. Then she has a person that she is comfortable with to greet her. I am so sorry Kyuhyun.” My boss says.

“Leeteuk, I will be back later I-I just need to go and clear my head.” I say while getting up from the chair. Once I teleport back to mine and Y/N’s apartment I fully break down. Looking at the clock I see that Y/N will be home in a few hours. Wiping my tears I start dinner, I have decided that today will be the day that I show Y/N how I died. It is also going to be the day I confess to her. I know it is weird, I am 153 years older than her. However, I am a ghost, so I never age but you can’t blame me. Here pretty soon she will be one too. 

Y/N’s P.O.V.

My shift just ended at work; I was working graveyard which is never fun. You have to clean everything at the coffee shop before you can lock up and leave. If you don’t do it right then you get a third of your paycheck cut. The fact that I don’t have a car yet is pretty upsetting, this means that I have to walk about 1 hour to work and 1 hour back from work everyday. If I had a car it would cut the time in half. 

Once I get to my apartment, the only things that are on my mind are cuddles from Kyu and a hot shower. I feel relieved when I get my key in the lock to unlock the door. Finally, I have the weekend off. I walk by the kitchen to see Kyu cooking dinner and I must say it smells amazing. I was going to stop and give him a hug but I am wet from the rain and all sweaty because I ran home, I will have to remember my umbrella next time it’s supposed to rain. Silently, I walk to my bedroom to get a towel and pajamas which are just some shorts and a tank top. Then I am off to the bathroom to take a long awaited hot shower.

After my shower I dress in my pajamas and head into the kitchen where I see Kyu setting the table in the dining room. Smiling to myself I go over to help him.

“Hey Kyu, do you want some help?” 

“ Oh, umm no thank you Y/N I got it. How was your day at work?” asked Kyu, who seemed a little off.

“It was okay, long but okay I guess, what about you? How was your day?” I ask while looking at him from my seat at the table.

“Umm, about that, We need to talk about some stuff that is very important.” Kyu says while bringing over dinner.

“What’s up Kyu, you know you can talk to me about anything.” I say while scooping up some rice and putting it into my bowl.

Kyu sighs before speaking, “Y/N, I think it is time I showed you how I died, is that okay?” 

Surprised by this I almost choke on my bite of rice, “Kyu, if you are ready to show me how you died then I am ready to see. I would love to learn more about you.” I say making eye contact with Kyu from across the table. 

Before I can say anything else I see that I’m now in the middle of an alleyway. Looking out I see a man dragging a young girl into the alleyway and he was trying to  force himself on her. I was about to yell at him to stop, but I saw a glimpse of Kyuhyun walking by. He must have heard the young girls cry for help because the next thing I know Kyuhyun runs down the alleyway and  punches the pervert in the face. 

I hear Kyuhyun yell at the young girl to run home and get to safety. She took off in fear while Kyuhyun was making sure that she got to safety. The man happened to get back up and he had a knife, I was crying and screaming at Kyuhyun to watch out, but it was like he couldn’t hear me. The man repeatedly stabbed Kyuhyun in the chest and stomach. When he was satisfied with how many holes he made he just got up and left. I ran over to Kyuhyun’s now lifeless body and cried with his head in my lap. 

I closed my eyes and when they opened again I was back at the dining room table. With tears running down my face I look up at Kyuhyun, getting up I run over to him and embrace him in the biggest hug that I can manage.

 “Kyuhyun, t-this might make you hate me but I just have to tell you this, I love you and I am very grateful to have you as my guardian angel,” I say while softly crying into his neck.

“Y/N, princess, look at me,” Kyu states while pulling away slightly, when I make eye contact with him he starts talking again. “Y/N, I-I love you too so much but, there is something I have to tell you.” 

“Yes, what is it Kyu.” I prepared myself for him to reject me, but I never thought he would say these words to me.

“I was at headquarters today,” He pauses and looks like he is about to burst into tears “And my b-boss told me that uh- he told me that your time has changed and you are now in heaven i-in two days. I am so so sorry.” by the end of his sentence it has hot tears running down his cheeks.

“Hey, hey it is not your fault if it is my time then it is my time,” I say while wiping his tears. “Wi-will you at least be there with me?” I ask.

“ I am afraid not princess. They told me no because they knew that I would try to save you.” He says while looking down. 

I gently lift his face, and kiss his cold tear stained cheek, I would kiss his lips but I am going to have to wait until I go up to heaven for that. “It is okay Kyuhyun, tomorrow is my last full day alive so let’s just stay home and cuddle okay?” I ask

“Are you sure that's really what you want to do in your last 24 hours?” He asks looking at me.

“If it means time with you then yes, Kyuhyun being with you makes me happy and on my last day I want to be happy.” I reply.

“Okay baby girl, tomorrow we will just have a movie night and cuddle. Now please eat before your food gets cold.” He states while kissing my forehead once.

After we were finished eating that night we went to bed. The next morning I am awoken by the light going through my blinds, yawning. I look over and see Kyuhyun peacefully sleeping. Smiling to myself I get up and walk to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair, walking to the kitchen I first go to the coffee pot and press the on button. Then I get the ingredients to start breakfast which would be pancakes and potatoes. I am soon lost in deep thought, I am wondering what my death will be like, will it be as painful as kyuhyun’s? Will I just have a heart attack? Will I die saving someone? Pushing these questions aside I pour myself a cup of hot coffee. When I felt a presence behind me smiling I turned around already knowing who it is.

“Good morning Kyuhyun, did you sleep well?” I ask while pouring Kyu a cup of coffee as well. 

“Yes I suppose, what about you?” He asks while taking the coffee out of my hand.

“I slept okay, are you hungry? Breakfast is ready.” 

“Oh, yes please.” 

After breakfast Kyu and I get a bunch of blankets and build a giant fort in front of the t.v, once we got cuddled up together Kyu asked me this question. “What do you want to watch first?” 

“Um let’s watch Y/F/M.” I say while reaching for the remote.

*Later that night*

We were done watching movies and now eating dinner. Kyu decided to make my favorite meal tonight for dinner. I will miss my human life of course, but I am curious to see how my afterlife will be with Kyuhyun. I know for a fact that I am most nervous about dying. I'm not ready to die. There have been so many things in life that I haven’t got the chance to experience yet.

I decided that I should go see my parents tomorrow morning before it is too late. I have a feeling if I don’t go and see them, then I won’t see them for a long time.

*The Next Morning* 

I get up and get ready for the day, I make sure to look very presentable to go and meet my parents at the small cafe I worked at. On the ride there I text my mom the address, once I get to the cafe I pay the taxi driver then I text my dad the address. I know that my parents probably won’t react well but it is worth a shot. This will be the last time I will see either of my parents for the rest of their time on Earth.

I go into the cafe and order an Americano and a poppy seed muffin for myself, a Chai tea and blueberry muffin for my mom, and plan black coffee for my dad paired with a chocolate muffin. When my mom walks into the coffee shop when she is within arm's reach I bring her into a tight hug “I love you mom.” I say trying to hold back tears and keep a straight face. 

“I love you too princess, why don’t we sit and enjoy the drinks you bought.”  my mom says while sitting down.

The bell above the door rings again and my dad walks in, I get up and pull him into a tight hug like I did with my mom.  “What are you doing here.” My mom says with distaste in her tone.

“Please mama can you both please just have coffee with me just this once?” I ask with desperation in my tone. 

She is about to answer when three men in black ski masks armed with guns run into the small coffee shop.  “EVERYONE, GET DOWN ON THE FUCKING GROUND IF YOU WANT TO LIVE!!” One of the men yelled the other goes to the barista running the cash register while the third starts walking towards a family with two little kids, 

The one walking towards the family grabs one of the kids and puts the gun to the young girls head. Without thinking I say “Mom, Dad I love you both, never forget that.” I then get up and walk towards the armed robber, “HEY! “ I yell “Give the girl back to her family, she has a full life ahead of her, if you are going to kill anyone, i-it should be me.”  

The robber throws the five year old girl to her family and starts walking towards me “LOOK AWAY!!” I yell to the family and my parents as the robber puts the gun to my forehead. “Any last words girl?” 

“Ya dad take care of mom while I am gone, I don’t care about your differences do this for me-”  “You're taking too long.” The gunman interrupts me then pulls the trigger. I feel pain, I hear my mother start to sob then everything goes pitch black. 

It is only painful and pitch black for a short while as a bright white light fills my vision “Baby girl, please come into the light, all your hurting will come to an end.”  a familiar voice calls out to me.  

I see a hand reach out toward me. With a smile I grab the familiar hand and am greeted with Kyuhyun giving me a sad smile. “Welcome to heaven baby girl.” 

“Kyu,” I say while pulling him into a hug and letting the tears flow out of my e/c eyes.

“I know it hurts sweety, Y/n/n I am so proud of you. You died a hero, you saved that little girl.” Kyu says while pulling away and wiping my tears. 

“Let’s get you checked in, then you can go see some old family and friends.” Kyu says while pulling me through the giant gold gates. 

I look around in awe “It’s beautiful up here.” I say as we walk up to a big desk.

“Hello, you must be Y/n welcome here is a pamphlet about the rules and regulations of heaven.” The nice lady by the name of Rose says.

“Thank you Rose.” I reply while walking with Kyuhyun. 

“Y/n/n, you can look at those later, but for now you need rest.” Kyu says while gently guiding me with his hand on my lower back to what I presumed to be his house. 

Once he stops in front of a door he says “This is now our shared home, I hope you like how it is decorated. I tried to make it look like the old apartment.”  Then he opens the door and allows me to take a look around.

“Kyu it is beautiful,” I say with awe while looking around.

 I then pull him into a hug and look into his chocolate brown eyes, smiling. I move one of my hands to the back of his neck playing with the hairs at his nape, while the other hand cradles one of his checks. I feel his hands gently grab my hips and I see him start to lean in with his eyes fluttering shut. With my own eyes closing I slowly leaned in with my head slightly tilted meeting him halfway until finally our lips met. 

(Gif not mine found on good old google)

His lips are very soft compared to my slightly chapped ones and I feel eagles flying in my stomach and see fireworks behind my closed eyelids. I guess what I am trying to say is this is by far the best kiss I have ever been a part of. I slowly pull away not for the need of oxygen no, we are dead and no longer need it but because I feel the need to speak. 

“Okay two things,” I slightly giggle, “one this was the best kiss, I have ever been a part of and two I love you so much.” I say while gently sliding my thumb against his cheek. 

“I have three things to say as well: one I feel the exact same way, two what do you want to do now that you have infinite peace, and three will you be mine forever.” He states while moving some stray hair out of my face and behind my ear.

“I think after I get the hang of everything around here, I want to be a guardian like you. Of course I will be yours for as long as you’ll have me.” I say while hugging him again.

 When I was seven, I was so afraid to die. However, now that I have reached my time and died the way I was destined to, I realized that my life was so beautiful and I was so blessed to have a guardian like Kyuhyun. My after life will also be just as beautiful with Kyuhyun by my side.

[acockius]

dancing on my own.

hello, lovelies! i was really in my feelings yesterday, and this piece kind of just flowed out of me. i’ve never written for rog but really admire all of the lovely people on this site who do. this is purely self-indulgent, so sorry if it’s awful. it also helps to listen to Dancing on My Own by Calum Scott to get you into the feels. 

roger taylor x reader ; 2,052 words ; straight up angst and sadness, swearing, semi-smut 

You fought the cold night air as you took your last few steps towards the door of the pub you worked at. A cigarette dangled from your lips and you stole a long drag from it before stomping it out on the concrete. With all of the bullshit life had been throwing at you as of late, you were actually looking forward to work for a change.

Your coworker, Marcy, emerged from the bar, her arms slung over her chest and hands grasping her elbows to remain warm.

“What, are you crazy?” You started, running your hands down her bare arms. “It’s feckin’ freezing out here, babe. Get inside!”

“I tried to catch you on the telly before you left your flat, but I missed you.” Marcy cut you off. “Ed’s giving you the night off.”

“Don’t be daft. He knows I need the money. You know I need the money…” You narrowed your eyes at your coworker and confidante. “Marc-“

“He’s got a new girl…” Marcy broke the news to you in a sympathetic tone.

If your body wasn’t already tingling from the cold temperature, the news of that made you lose all feeling and sense of self. It shouldn’t have hurt as much as it did - because you already knew your ex boyfriend better than most.

“‘Course he does… He’s Roger Taylor, after all.” You reminded with a shrug. “Just ‘cause he settled down with me for a couple’a months doesn’t mean that he’s lost his old ways.”

The break up was as amicable as it could’ve been. You weren’t seeing eye-to-eye, and there was no love between the two of you anymore. You’d suspected he wasn’t being loyal, and he was fed up with your accusations. You decided that you’d rather cut ties with him now and give him the benefit of the doubt than catch him in the act that you’d never be able to forgive him for. He didn’t fight to keep you as his, which was all the confirmation you needed to know that the decision was probably for the best. 

You’d met Roger at the pub you worked at. You were a waitress there and he was a drummer for one of the bands who played there quite often. From the first time he’d laid eyes on you, he was determined to make you his. Even if it meant winks while a groupie whispered in his ear or a lustful gaze as you brought him a drink before Smile’s set. He’d spent weeks dazzling you before the two of you finally wound up locked in the women’s bathroom during last call.

“I’m not letting you put yourself through this.” Marcy said with a hand on your shoulder. “I’m giving you my tips from the shift and you’re taking the night off.”

“I’m a big girl.” You were slightly offended that she could think otherwise. “I broke up with him, remember?”

After becoming comfortable with each other, you began to catch him exchanging looks with other girls, much the way he did you when you first met. You’d addressed it, and he blamed it on maintaining the rockstar image. You stopped buying that once you caught his hands skim way too low on a fan’s bum one night. She drunkenly pecked the corner of his mouth and he didn’t stop her - even after he realized you were watching.

“S’all part of the game, love. Doesn’t mean anything.”

“Guess I don’t mean anything either.”

“I just don’t want you to get hurt….” Marcy’s tone was so sympathetic that it irked you.

“I’m not his to hurt. Not anymore.” You kissed her temple and pushed past her, fighting your way into the pub.

It was packed, but that wasn’t out of the ordinary for a Thursday night. Smile was currently performing, and you fought your way behind the bar, removing your leather jacket and scarf. Ed watched you tie an apron around your waist and furrowed his brow.

“Reporting for duty, fearless leader.” You crooned over the crowd, hand over your brow to salute. Ed just grumbled and shook his head. He was a man of few words to begin with.

You’d worked your way out from behind the bar and into the crowd, tending to patrons and collecting dirty glassware. You walked past a booth at the back of the bar and upon realization of who you’d just sauntered passed, your heart sank. It was the usual spot where the girlfriends of the band sat. You just didn’t expect to find someone fill your place so quickly.

She sat sandwiched between Veronica and Mary, with bright eyes as she watched the performance. She was beautiful - stunning, in fact. You’d realized you’d stared too long after Mary had offered a sympathetic smile.

You just quickly looked away and fought to fill your drink orders in a timely manner. You felt a squeeze to your shoulder and a kiss to your hair as Marcy walked past you with a full tray. She’d shagged the band’s lead guitarist but didn’t toy with the idea of doing anything but. Thankfully for her, Brian May was ever the gentleman and never made things awkward for her.

There was a different dynamic between your relationship with Roger and Marcy’s with Brian. You loved Roger, and the four of you knew that. This was just the price you’d have to pay for being so naive. You knew Roger was a playboy, but you fell for him anyway. Marcy and Brian were both two level-headed individuals who didn’t let their past get in the way of existing in the same space. You hoped to be able to reach that point with Roger some day.

You cursed under your breath when Smile’s set ended, the realization that you’d probably have to wrap up the night as the band lingered for the remainder of the evening. The reason why your friend was trying to send you home became more and more apparent as the night unfolded.

The music that replaced the band was lively and the crowd was loving it. It kept most folks there. They kept drinking, and kept tipping, so you kept on working. You’d willingly accept anything to distract yourself from the discomfort your were experiencing.

Your first cringey encounter of the night with a member of Smile was when you’d had to squeeze past Freddie, balancing a full tray of drinks in your hands.

“Looking beautiful as always, love.” He shouted over the music.

The compliment was laced with such pity that it made your stomach churn. Having to distance yourself from the entire band was hard on you because you cared for all of them. You and Freddie were the closest and cutting yourself off from that friendship hurt nearly as much as losing Roger did.

“Thanks, Fred!” You yelled back and kept walking.

You dealt out your tray and returned to the bar with full stacks of glasses to wash. You’d developed quite the talent for finishing this task with ease. However, you hadn’t realized that Brian had appeared in front of you, trying to get your attention with a warm smile.

When you finally caught onto the presence in front of you, you smiled apologetically and slung the bar rag over your shoulder.

“Sorry about that. You know how I get once I get onto a task. What can I do you for?”

“Not to worry,” Brian started. “Hate to bother you, but we’ve done our best to flag Marcy down for a round but she’s swamped at the moment.”

You looked at the spot behind Brian’s shoulder, where the view of their table was visible. The three couples sat in the booth, each preoccupied with something different. But you couldn’t keep your eyes off of your old flame and his one.

His grin lit up the very dark room, his new girl tucked pleasantly against his side. Her mouth peppered kisses against Roger’s jaw and his thumb caressed her cheek. Your own skin felt hot as the feeling of his calloused thumb teased your memory.

You forced a smile and shook your head.

“Never a bother, Bri.” You stated as you began to prep fresh glasses for the table. “The usual?”

Brian nodded, gripping the lip of the bar before speaking up.

“Plus, a lager - for…” Brian started, trying to finish the sentence diplomatically.

“A lager for the lady. And the usual. Coming right up!” You pat Brian’s hand and then shooed him away.

“Thanks. See you in a bit!” Brian lingered, trying to find the words he wanted to follow up with before surrendering and heading back to his table.

You could make the group’s drink order in your sleep by now. Still, you found your hands shaking as you poured their cocktails this time around. A gentle hand came to your wrist and you were met with your coworker’s smile.

“I’ve got it, hon. If you wanna go collect more glasses…” She lovingly caressed your wrist and you waved your hand dismissively.

“Thanks, Crys… But I’ve got this.” You countered in your most convincing tone.

Crystal nodded and begrudgingly left your side as you began to stack the drinks of your tray. You were thankful that your coworkers had banned together to get you through this shitty situation. They’d watched your romance with Roger spark, ignite, and then detonate before their eyes. They were cordial because they had to be, but they were defensive and protective of your feelings otherwise.

The world seemingly slowed as you made your way to Smile’s resident table with their drinks. There were seven occupants at the booth but only five gave you their attention as you approached.

“Hello, lovely!” Mary offered as you dropped her drink on a coaster in front of her. “I love your earrings.”

“Thanks.” You nodded as you continued to pass out the drinks, offering smiles to Deaky and Veronica.

You pretended that you didn’t see one of Roger’s hands hidden under the skirt of his new girlfriend as you placed their drinks of in front of them. Their lips were dancing against each other’s, too busy to thank you for just doing your job.

You almost scoffed when a stack of bills fell upon your tray, waking you from your daze. You placed it back down on the table and narrowed your eyes at Brian.

“No…” You scolded with the point of a finger. “Never.”

Brian sighed and then nodded as he took back the money. “Thank you.”

“Enjoy, folks!” You offered with an awkward wave, before quickly disappearing from their table.

Marcy was on your heels almost immediately, lips near your ear.

“What the actual feckin’ hell?” she asked in a whisper.

“They couldn’t get your attention. So, Brian came to me and ordered for them.” You shrugged, fighting back tears.

“A lager? And you paid for it?” Marcy nearly gagged. “Who orders a -“

“Me! I used to. When I was her.” You replied. “Because I never really drank it anyway. Was too busy getting fingered under the table, honestly.”

“Babe, I’m sorry. I didn’t -“ Marcy stammered.

“I need a cigarette.” You mumbled and pushed your tray into her hands.

You weaved your way through the crowd and snuck out the back entrance, pulling the pack from your waistband and lighting a cigarette immediately. The long initial inhale that you took wasn’t enough to calm your nerves, and you were unfazed by the cold air that danced around your bare arms and legs.

You were startled when the back door jolted open and Roger and his lover shuffled past you. They climbed into the back of the band’s van with a series of giggles and slammed it shut behind them. The loud sound triggered your tears, after working so hard to hold them back all night.

Roger didn’t owe you anything at this point. You were broken up, and everything you had was in the past. However, you hadn’t expected to be completely ignored by him the entire night. It was like you weren’t even there.

Was it always like this for him? When you were with him, did the rest of the world melt away and was the only thing that existed for him you? You’d never know.