#he ate too much red bean paste

[babygray]

An idea I worked on for a little over 10 minutes before bed.

[respectthepetty]

As if My Stand-In wasn't rude enough, remember that poster of Ming new Joe first saw when he was leaving the hospital?

It's the same shirt Ming was wearing when he broke Joe's heart.

And remember when I wrote Joe had core strength because he was lifting Ming's shirt up with his mouth since his hands were tied behind his back?

He is wearing the same hoodie in episode four's preview, which means Ming is probably going to do some real stupid shit for Tong.

Remember those ridiculous pillowcases Joe bought?

How could we ever forget them?!

They are laying on each other's in this scene. Ming is on Joe's and Joe is on Ming's.

But Ming takes his when Wut shows up.

Oh, and in the trailer, Joe is laying on his.

And Ming is leaning on his.

And they are clearly in Joe's house because the picture on the nightstand is the same as the first time they had sex.

But . . .

On the very first night they tried to have sex, Ming was wearing white pants and Joe had on these yellow-ish boxers.

And in the trailer they are wearing the same outfits, YET we didn't get THIS scene in the first episode.

BUT . . . those damn matching pillows are on the couch.

They normally are on the couch AFTER JOE BOUGHT THEM!

So that scene from the trailer isn't their first night together. It's later! But how much later? Because these bowls show up in odd places too.

You know, the green and gold bowls Joe bought before Ming broke his heart?

The ones they ate off of like a cute couple when Wut brought them food?

Yeah, the bowl is behind Joe in this scene from the trailer.

And that shirt is the same shirt under this jacket from this scene in the trailer.

Ming is also wearing the blue watch in this scene.

And we know Ming had that suit in the past because it was hanging in his closet.

And we know the fight continues to the house because of this promo picture.

Which would make sense why Ming is sitting there all sad with the green and gold bowls waiting for Joe to return.

BUT . . . why would they be kissing by the gold and green bowls if they are breaking up in episode four and Joe is about to die?

So either Ming wakes up, Joe says nothing, Ming puts in a great effort to cook and sex up his man, only to fuck him over for Tong which leads to them fighting in the street and death.

Or Ming is still living in Joe's house in the future with their green and gold bowls and king of heart pillowcases and we will see those two scenes later.

Or Ming could eff over Joe and still be living in his house two years later since this is the same guy who broke a man's heart in a blue and red striped shirt and wore that same exact shirt a year and a half later when he started working for the same company his ex worked for.

Which is something he never had an interest in.

So to recap, Ming is possibly a sentimental asshole who has been holding onto meaningful items and conversations from his relationship for the past two years and he is acting because he no longer wants to be himself since he doesn't have Joe.

Cool beans!

[jdopes-recorder]

Ok imagine felix taking you out to an expensive restaurant (crack)

Btw, my first long post of these things so feedback will be appreciated <33

He told you that he was just taking you for some ice cream

You dress up moderately cuz it's just ice cream

Then he drives right past the ice cream shop and you're like "dude wha-??? "

He drives a bit more and stops in front of a fancy smazy restaurant and gets you out of the car

You're all "LIX YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME LOOK AT HOW I'M DRESSED😟"

And he just gives you his blinding heart melting smile, apologizes and tells you that you look absolutely beautiful and stunning in anything

Safe to say you're all 🥺🥺 and blushing but still a little frustrated

Then you get the menus and you see the prices first obviously and-

HOW CAN ONE PLATE OF FRIES BE 200 LIKE DAMN DO THEY SPRINKLE GOLD ON IT?!?

After a bunch of complaining from you, he makes you order whatever you want and says that he wants to do this for you

And you're like "I love you sm boi but seriously wtf"

You get some noodle thing you can't pronounce but sounds fancy cuz you shouldnt really just get a burger in such a place

You get the fries cuz... Fries

Turns out that noodle thing wasn't all that great and was a little spicy but hey, the chicken in it was pretty good and you got a chance to make a bbokari joke that wasn't taken so well oops-

Then you watch (deathstare) him eat his pasta and prawn until he notices and gives you some cuz he's sweet like that

WHY IS HIS FOOD SO MUCH BETTER

His food is now yours.

You look at the deserts and there's this 70% pure chocolate cake and you decide you'll split that

It looks a lot smaller than expected *cough* that's what she said *cough*

But then you take a bite and it tastes like a cocoa bean took a shit in your mouth, in a good way..... You get it

It's so chocolatey that you feel lowkey sick

You give the rest to him and wonder how he can eat that much of it without feeling sick cuz it's THAT sweet

He takes some photos of you while you die of embarrassment cuz people are looking at you like 🫤

Then you happily take pics if him cuz he's stunning and beautiful and perfect and so freaking adorable you just wanna squish him and stuff him in your pocket like your own personal ray of sunshine and lucky charm

Then you tell him how bloated your tummy is and you don't like it 🙁

And hes all "THAT'S SO ADORABLE AND SQUISHY I LOVE IT STAWPPPP" and will later proceed to take a nap on it like it's his very own pillow

On the way back y'all keep singing(screaming) your fav songs and may have gotten too into it that it almost became a little concert

You finally get to the dorms where you'll be staying the night and you can hear the screaming and chaos from outside

You open the door and see minho chasing hyunjin with tissues in his hand again, chan with his earphones on his laptop (you swear you're gonna steal it someday), han stuffing his face with cheesecake, changbin watching some workout tips videos, seungmin just reading his book and jeongin watching a marvel movie while silently judging them all

The moment he notices you hyunjin runs and shields himself from minho behind you just in time to avoid getting his mouth stuffed

They're all like " HELLO ANYEONGHASEYEOOO" in Jackson style

Then hyunjin is "you guys went and ate at a fancy restaurant without me :((" And starts getting teary and dramatic cuz is he hyunjin if he doesn't?

And lo and behold, from your bag you pull out.....

THE NOODLES YOU DIDN'T LUV AND ABANDONED FOR LIXIE'S FOOD

Cue the praises and crying of joy from hyunnie

They all dig in and kinda like it but they all agree that it was stupidly expensive and you look at Felix like, " SEE BISH I'M RIGHT "

Channie decides to try some and becomes as red as an angry white man in the summer and runs to the kitchen to get milk (that yo daddy never came back with but dw Chris is bringing some for all of y'all)

And then all of you sit down and finish watching that movie with innie and you complete the lines with them cuz you a marvel fan✨

You say goodnight and head to bed (except channie and you are so close to dragging him by the hair and tucking him in bed agressivsely but with lob)

As expected, lixie uses ur tummy as his pillow and is out like a light

You just stare at him like "JLKFHSYFKGHDJH HE'S SO PRETTYYYY" and play with his soft beautiful hair and go to dreamy land

Tagging @sparkystraynger cuz she asked for it and has practically sold her soul by doing so *insert evil laughter*

[unohanadaydreams]

Since your asks are open, could I request a scenario of Gin teasing a subordinate who has a crush on him? Bonus points if they're trying to hide it.

I don't think Gin has it in him to do anything other than tease people.

Gin Ichimaru x Reader - Gin teasing you:

You don't know how he's so sensitive to your gaze. But he is. He unravels the intention behind your furtive glances and wistful sighs as if he's been watching you right back.

The teasing would be less mortifying if you at least knew what gave you away. When did you look to long or too close or too fondly?

He doesn't tell.

Instead, he toys.

Schooling your external reactions has been a trial. You're not especially skilled at it. Somehow, Gin always knows how to press just so, until you're cracking and spilling.

A bony finger taps under your chin just as you're about to bite into a steamed bun. The fluffy exterior makes you want to clamp down and tear it in satisfying halves--to see the steam and red bean paste reveal themselves.

His touch makes you tear the bun in shocked reflex, entirely uneven. Bean paste slops onto the packed dirt at your feet with a 'plop'.

"How'd ya know I needed lunch? Watchin' me that close?"

You try to hide your beating heart and flickering reiatsu by funneling a visible beam of disappointment at the lost dollop of bean paste.

"Good afternoon, Captain" you say, looking anywhere but his sharp face. "I had no idea you hadn't eaten yet."

A lie. You knew he never ate lunch before afternoon meetings. He always waited until his hunger affected his mood and put everyone on edge. Well, more on edge than usual around him.

"But ya tore it in perfect halves the moment ya saw me," Gin says, crouching so his face blocks the fallen comrade bean paste.

You back away, rattled by the position, and shove the larger half of steamed bun into one of his waiting hands.

"Here, then," you mumble. "Since you haven't eaten."

He takes the smaller half as well, taking a bite before switching to the larger and biting from that as well.

Before you can react and then try to conceal your reaction and then fail at concealing your reaction so you panic and try to act like you were doing something sensible like leave, Gin hands back the smaller portion.

"Ya wanna steal some of mine," he says around a mouthful of bun. "I won't stop ya."

The lie is presented boldly, as always.

You stuff your own mouth before you can do something undignified like squeak or shriek or whisper his name with entirely too much meaning behind it. And you definitely don't reach for the larger half.

"Thank you for sharing this meal, Captain." Your meal. But you can’t manage any anger. Just a prickling fluster spanning your stomach and lower back.

He snatches the smaller half again and takes another bite, his thin lips meeting over the dull orange bun. Autumn squash, you’re beloved.

You take it back when he offers it back with a wave, but hesitate to eat the rest of it, not trusting yourself to open your mouth still.

He taps his lips when he finishes chewing, "thanks for the indirect kiss too. Very tasty."

"C-captain! That's too much," you say in between indignant stuttering, "You and me? K-kiss?"

"Aww, don't get greedy now. Let's do that next time, yeah?"

An overwhelming air of relief and disappointment permeated as he turned and left you to unravel alone.

You squat and joined your fallen bean paste on the ground. It was horrible. But your smile grew fast as you finished the bun, hoping Gin would come tease you again soon.

[wraenata]

!!! YOU DANCED I am so fucking proud of you! Hell yeah!

Thank you kiaxet! I definitely thought of the confidence boost you gave me several months ago when I got out there! It was by no means very good, but I did it!

Hopefully I can loosen up a bit more next time I attend a wedding. But bestie and I jammed out on the way back to her place and that was really fun! Specifically to all the "us" songs from college XD

Today we went to the farmers market and a Vietnamese restaurant! I tried matcha boba tea! It was definitely interesting but I liked it! I'm just not used to drinking sweet beverages so I didn't drink much but it was cool! My stir-fry was awesome too! And I didn't feel sick at all!

And then I drove to the Asian Food Market and got my lotus root! And some snacks because I always like trying new things!

Picture of what I got below the cut

And thank you again Kiaxet your encouragement and praise meant the world to me. You're a real sweetheart <3

That's a purple yam sweet bun, I ate it for dessert it was really good!

I actually did buy the piggy red bean paste moon cake last year, but he's so cute I had to get him again.

Is taro and purple yam and ube the same thing? Idk but I will find our!

Also I've tried lots of different mochi but never banana so this will be exciting! I love banana flavored things.

I don't remember what the matcha pancake thing is called but I had to get something matcha, just in a new form I've never tried before.

And some miso soup powder.

Also there was a Japanese gift shop in there and they tempted me with pokemon plushies. I was this close to grabbing a wartortle or meowth or mew but they were $30. I paid for besties lunch today too thats enough spending for a while lol

[natsu-tte-noodle]

A3! Translation - Regional Tour Instablam Posts (Autumn Troupe)

Autumn was a little easier to do than Winter was... you’ll probably see why pretty quickly lol

Also, the like count on the posts seem to be completely random.  This isn’t important to the meanings of the posts, but I think it’s really funny that I’ve gotten Kazu posts with 0 likes lol

Also you can see here that I tried to vary the way they type out their tags in terms of capitalization and stuff!  That’s a purely stylistic choice on my part; there’s not much in the Japanese that implies for it to go either way

Sendai - Zunda shake

Banri

Sendai. A commemorative zunda.

#the fabled zunda #delicious

Juza

Delicious.

Taichi

Sendai was fun! (≧▽≦) We all drank zunda ^^

#MANKAI Company #Sendai #We’ll come again #Zunda #Wasnt sure what station lunch to get (1)

Omi

Thanks for coming to our Sendai play run. This is sweet and delicious.

#Sendai

Sakyo

Thank you for attending our Sendai play run. Apparently this is famous.

Azami

#Sendai #Thanks #Zunda

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Nagoya - Nagoya morning breakfast set

Banri

Nagoya morning.

#coffee #as for the ogura #just looking at it made me sick

Juza

Ogura bean paste.

Taichi

Morning! （ `ー ´）ﾉ My tummy’s been full all day~!

#MANKAI Company #Nagoya #Morning #Ogura bean paste

Omi

Active since the morning. This is healthy.

#Nagoya

Sakyo

Thank you for coming to our Nagoya play run. Speaking of Nagoya, this is morning. The early bird gets the worm, after all.

Azami

#Nagoya #Morning #Accompanying an elder #Damn sleepy

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Osaka - Glico Running Man in Dotonbori (2)

Banri

Dotonbori. #THE pose #they forced me to do a pic #not posting it tho

Juza

My souvenir from Osaka was a cheesecake.

Taichi

Osaka was fun! I luv it! (3) Jk （≧▽≦） I ate myself to death (4) with delicious food!

#Osaka #Surprise Kansai dialect #The hells with that (5) #Dotonbori #Variety #Ate too much #MANKAI Company

Omi

A food binge tour with everyone. When you think Osaka, you think food.

#Osaka #Thanks

Sakyo

Thank you for coming to our Osaka play run. As always, there were many people.

Azami

#Osaka #Good work #Dotonbori #Sightseeing

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Niigata - Red snow crab

Banri

Niigata crab.

#sea of japan #shellfish #massive

Juza

Crab.

Taichi

Crab! So big! Super tasty! ^^

#MANKAI Company #Crab #Niigata ftw (6) #Hype

Omi

We ate crab today. The seafood from the Sea of Japan is fresh.

#Niigata

Sakyo

Thank you for coming to our Niigata play run. Of course the crab is good too, but the rice is delicious.

Azami

#Niigata #Crab #Impressive

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Fukuoka - Tonkotsu ramen

Banri

When you go to Fukuoka you gotta have tonkotsu ramen.

#best place for it #crispy style #second noodle helping #used it up

Juza

Ramen after the show run.

Taichi

Thanks Fukuoka~! And my long-awaited tonkotsu ramen ^^ I enjoyed it all the way down to the soup!

#Fukuoka fun #Hakata (7) tonkotsu #ramen #MANKAI Company

Omi

Enjoying Fukuoka. This is our last stop.

#Fukuoka

Sakyo

Thank you for coming to our Fukuoka play run. At the end of the run.

Azami

#Fukuoka #Tonkotsu ramen #Light oil #No overeating #No ruining your skin

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Notes:

1. This was 駅弁悩む (ekiben nayamu), which is literally “worry about the station bento,” but that sounded to me like he wasn’t sure if it would be good or not

2. Dotonbori is a popular tourist destination in Osaka!  Food is huge in Dotonbori, and Osaka in general, which you’ll see in a lot of the posts about it. The Running Man sign is an ad for Glico, the company responsible for Calpico/Calpis and Pocky!  The ad has been up since 1935.

3. Taichi says 好きやねん (sukiyanen) here, which is Kansai dialect for “love it”.  I normally don’t do anything funky with Kansai-ben, but if I didn’t it’d look like he was saying “I love Osaka. JK NO I DON’T” lmao so we had to do SOMETHING.  Shoutout to Moonlight for the simple suggestion!

4. Here Taichi uses the phrase 食い倒れ (kuidaore), which basically means “eat til you drop.  I had to change the TL a to “eat oneself to death” to make it sound ok, but it basically means the same thing, right? Omi’s “food binge” is also originally 食い倒れ

5. The standard tsukkomi retort in manzai as well

6. This was 新潟最高 (Niigata saikou), with 最高 basically meaning “greatest.”  I let myself have a little fun as a treat lol

7. Another name for Fukuoka

[fuckaroundandfindlilith]

Wysteria

This is based on a writing prompt posted yesterday by @silhouettecrow! I know I'm a day late but I wanted it to feel at least semi-finished. I used the prompt "Wysteria" to try my hand at delving into my main character's past a little bit! It was a very fun exercise!

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Aunt Elat had a house in the countryside. Lilith had disliked going there as a child. She still preferred the bustle of the city to the quiet of the country, and Guildpool, the little town the manor was neighbor to, did not have a bookshop. 

It was even worse now that she was almost an adult. All she wanted was to stay in Bisanthe, go to the theater, the library or the museum. They had an exhibit in the Grand Gallery of the new specimen of birds discovered in Haran a few years back, with the real skeletons that had been preserved and shipped from the continent to Tefus. The Scientific Society was even behind the event. 

She didn’t have much of a say, however. When Aunt Elat said they were going to the country, she brought her whole household with her, and Lilith and Lailah couldn’t stay without a chaperoning adult. 

She’d packed her suitcase full of books. If she found herself in need of extra clothing, she’d borrow some from her sister. Lailah’s ratio of hobbies to clothes was much more balanced. 

The house itself – though it should rather be called a manor – was old, a few centuries at least. There was a tower too, and wisteria and ivy growing all over, through the cracks in between stones. In spring, when the flowers bloomed, it filled the air around the house with pollen. Lailah would stay in to avoid sneezing and watering eyes, while Lilith got to run free. Not that she ever did much running. She’d always been the type to be more comfortable with her books than in the dirt.

It was three hours by train away from the capital, and they never found themselves leaving early enough to make it by lunch. Still, they never packed sandwiches, so they arrived starved and frustrated at the small train station. 

It was more of a slab of stone with a sign than an actual station. Lilith had grown up in the  industrial district of Bisanthe, not far from the grand merchandise station, with its dome of steel. They’d lived in the small, but nice house of an engineer, until she’d moved in with Aunt Elat by the gardens. 

They spent full summers in Guildpool, failing to make friends with the local children their age. They would arrive a few hours before the start of Rest, unpack their suitcases, and the staff would scramble to make enough food for the household for the coming Rest. 

The manor would smell of dust and old candles and the sickly sweet smell of old flowers for a few hours, until the windows had been open long enough. 

When they arrived that day, it was about four in the afternoon and the heat was already much more comfortable here than it was in the city. That was why Aunt Elat forced them away from Bisanthe and into this little village. Without the industries and the people, it got much easier to breathe – at least if you didn’t suffer from Lailah’s allergies. The neighbors’ maid was standing by the door, a large pot in her hands. That would take care of the meal for tonight at least. 

Aunt Elat was the most religious of the relatives Lilith had met. Her mother had been much looser in her practice, and her father had only ever gone to temple when truly necessary. The household practice he followed because he adored his wife. 

Every Rest evening with Aunt Elat was spent with candle-lighting, blessings over wine and bread. They ate at the nice table, with a cup of red wine and a large helping of beef stew, and the beautiful golden knotted bread at the center of it. It was the case even when the beef stew came from the Keatings next door and contained beans instead of the pasta the Araces and Diones favored.

These were golden evenings, even in the draftiness of the Guildpool manor. 

[starry-nocturne]

💫 + sweets <3

opening pandora's box i see 👀. i personally worry about her health because is it really good for you to have that much sugar a day... she tries to play it cool but i think she can be bribed with sweets pretty easily—

✦➤ sweets

If it’s sweet, there’s a high chance Ryo will like it or at least try to eat it. As someone who was raised in a very traditional household, the moment she found out western sweets it’s like an entire new world opened. Like you suddenly go from mochi and red bean paste to like puff pastries, custard and fluffy cakes and oh boy does she love the change. (The gap moe. It’s all about the gap moe.)

Given that strawberries are actually her favourite fruit, anything with strawberries on it gets an immediate pass. Strawberry cake. Ichigo daifuku (aka mochi with red bean paste and a nice strawberry in the middle). There is absolutely no sweets discrimination in this house, anything is good as long as it’s tasty! She has two hands: one for western sweets and one for japanese sweets.

She doesn’t really like extremely sweet stuff but isn’t picky with her food and likes to put milk and cream into her coffee. Is it really coffee when there’s barely any coffee anymore. Looks all cool with her fancy coffee cup that could cause diabetes to a whole country. Talk about a sweet tooth.

Ryo doesn’t make friends easily but she has a special kind of beef with Kanato because he can and will eat any treat she bought for herself OR blame her for not sharing her sweets, which is arguably the worst option. But the purple gremlin ate an entire strawberry cake. Is that even legal? Can vampires get diabetes? Cavities? She hopes they can. She hopes it is extremely painful too.

Occasionally likes to visit cute little cafes that specialize in baking sweets or pastries and have a quiet afternoon all to herself. It’s kind of her own little secret / weak point she doesn’t like to talk about because it makes her look a bit silly and immature. At the end of the day it’s just food but something about looking so girly is fighting with her ~mature girl~ sense.

Bonus: Even though ichigo daifuku is her go-to favourite sweet because it’s reminiscent of her childhood and has strawberries on it, I think she loves these little tea ceremony pastries called namagashi. Like please take a look they’re super tiny and shaped like all sorts of flowers and little details, you won’t want to eat them because they’re soooo cute <3

[chellyisacreampuff]

Wednesday, 16 Oct, FallA Week 3

Due to the Sports Day on Monday, all the Monday classes were shifted to Wednesday. I dunno why, it just is. According to the Academic calender. So first I had the Intro to Global Issues class, the human part, for two periods. Rushing as usual, so I only quickly ate this little matcha anpan mochi (matcha mochi stuffed with red bean). Was pretty nice, the matcha flavour was unique, 3/5.

The class was so super boring. At first we just had to introduce ourselves and say why we're interested in the course and what we want to learn from it... And then the lecturer kept talking about what he's done and what he's interested in.... And then he kept talking about the most basic things, basically saying nothing... And then we were supposed to form small groups and discuss what are "global issues" for us... It's really boring and felt so useless...

After that class I was just snacking a baked sweet potato, as it's just goated and I felt like I should eat something in the break. After that we had Vertebrate Evolution, my absolute favourite. I love the prof. Today he was bashing us for at least half an hour, that barely noone did the homework properly and that noone thinks by themselves and just repeats everything from the lecture, without giving new input. I got full points for the homework. So I just listened in to his rant, lol. I guess I'm the only one who paid attention when he explained the assignment so much in depth.... And then he was talking about how he didn't like academia work when he was a student, until he randomly discovered a topic that he was so hooked into, that he didn't do anything else anymore than studying that, lol. And all that with his great Scottish humour. Honestly, I would even just go to this class because it's so entertaining - but I even get new knowledge and credit points from it! Lol. Only after more than half of the class did we come to the topic of chordates...

After class, I had decided to check out a new restaurant. Mostly just because the name caught my attention. It's called Dorf, lol (it means village in German). I got myself delicious garlic chicken rice for 830 ¥, the garlic taste was great.

After that I went home to sleep for a bit. The summer is also slowly going to slumber....

Then I had to wake up first to do the homework for Renewable energy class - summarising the last online lecture -.- I really hate this type of homework because it's so useless and you learn exactly zero from it. It's not even good for repetition. Snacking on these Japanese fake Oreos while working on it.

Also in the evening, more like night, at 11:30pm, we wanted to meet up online with our global issues group to finalise the presentation slides for that waste dump landslide incident in Sri Lanka. While working on it, I totally forgot to upload my renewable energy assignment.... So I only remembered after the deadline. They did allow submission after deadline, so I uploaded it, but I'm not sure if they won't let it count at all, if there's minus points, if they don't do anything at all... I really have no idea. Guess I'll see. At least I did finish two assignments though.

Then just made myself some very quick small dinner, with rice, yogurt, sausage, and that little that remained from my avocado... And then had another snack, some sweet potato pie dessert. There's some dough somewhere, but it's mostly sweet potato paste, and I really liked it, though it's definitely too sweet, 4/5.

Slept late but

Did two homeworks

Good food

Some sleep in the afternoon

Entertaining Vertebrate Evolution class

Nice!

[calamityandme]

I have been hating myself so so much today. I burnt the cinnamon rolls I was trying to make for breakfast/lunch. It was the icing on top of my shit cake that’s been this week.

I have been trying to keep my head up, but it’s been hard. We are broke because of utilities being so high. Our electric bill was very high because 1. AC hadn’t been working for a week and 2. Our landlord didn’t fix a broken window for FOUR fucking months lol. Landlords amirite.

I have been trying to eat canned goods so we don’t have to get groceries for a bit.

The past three days the temperature in our place has been hovering between 86-82 F. It’s been so hot I couldn’t wear anything other than a bra and underwear inside.

Every day I have been taking “pool baths” where I make the temp of my bath water what you’d expect from a public pool on cloudy day. Goosebump level cold.

I couldn’t stomach the thought of food because the house was so hot, but I had a pounding headache and I knew it was from a lack of food.

I found a non-expired can of green beans and ate it in one sitting while sobbing lol. I felt delirious. Everything was making me cry.

I couldn’t even sleep in the same bed as my partner. I slept on the couch the first really hot night, then he did next.

I don’t want to sound like a complainer. At least we still have food and a place to live. I just can’t stomach the thought of eating some of the food we have.

I used to love pizza rolls. I’d buy a big bag of 100 for $10.50 at Walmart. I ate them for many months until one day the red sauce made me have bad acid reflux. Now, I see the couple handfuls of pizza rolls still in their place in the freezer and I want to gag.

I imagine what they taste like. All I can taste is freezer burn. I know that flavor very well.

Similar story is to be had for the breakfast sandwiches in the freezer. Partner got tired of them right as I did and we have a few left in the box.

I feel like my body tries to find anyway possible to make my life more difficult lol. Of course I have to be insanely picky when I am starving. Sometimes I would rather starve for HOURS instead of eat a non-safe food.

I couldn’t eat today until 4 PM because the only safe food I have today is homemade mac n cheese. I couldn’t cook until the house cooled down from 82 F to 75 F.

I hate how particular I am. Why can’t I go with the flow? Why do I both think too much and not enough before I speak?

Okay I’m done

[sdxstudio]

Chapter 2

In the next day, Patrice woke up and got dressed in dark dress and putted on moon necklace. She walked out of the room and started to walk to exit door, but Vincent was faster and stood in her way.

Vincent: good morning, starlight. Did you slept well?

Patrice: uhhh. Yeah yeah.

Vincent: good. Where are you going?

Patrice: to town. I need to get something to eat and also sone other things.

Vincent: but we have breakfast. A steak.

Patrice: I don't eat those things, Vincent. I rather eat vegetables.

Vincent: okay. Can I come with you?

Patrice: dressed like a vampire? No way. I have some man clothes in closet, so change and we can go.

Vincent: yippee!

After Vincent dressed up in shorts and anime t-shirt, she gave him umbrella and they went out.

1st they went to grocery store. Vincent looked around happily. He never saw so much food in one place. Patrice placed a pack of rice, some leeks and miso paste into cart. She also got some strawberry syrup and condensed milk.

Vincent: so no meat?

Patrice: nope. But I'll do something good too. I learned how to do it years ago. You'll like it, trust me.

Vincent: we'll see. I have higher standard, so you'll have to work hard on food.

Patrice: work smarter, not harder. You ever heard of it before?

Vincent: yes, I guess.

After buying food, they went to the mall. There was small store with cosmetics.

Vincent: what are we doing here? You wanna get some make-up? Wanna look pretty for me?

Patrice: ha! You wish. I don't like make-up products. It makes my skin dry. I'm getting self-care products. Also some relax stuff like face masks.

Vincent: self-care products?

Patrice: you never did self-care? I'll get something for you too.

She picked for both of them cleansing gel, toner, serum, cream, face masks, eye masks and soap roses.

When they got back, she changed to big loose t-shirt and started to cook, while Vincent was drinking red wine.

After about 40 minutes, Patrice putted a plate with riceballs in front of Vincent. He looked at it annoyed.

Vincent: really? I was waiting this long for a triangle rice?

Patrice: actually, it's Negi-Miso Onigiri.

Vincent: looks boring and too simple.

Patrice: try it.

Vincent: fine! But if I'll not like it, I'll be cooking!

He grabbed one of the onigiri and took a bite of it. Inside of onigiri was sauce made out of leek and miso paste. For him, it tasted very good, even better than his steak. Vincent blushed and looked at her.

Patrice: so?

Vincent: so good.

Patrice: mhm.

He happily ate all of it. Then she putted in front of him reddish mountain looking dessert in bowl.

Vincent: what is that?

Patrice: it's Kakigori. Shaved ice with some strawberry syrup and condensed milk on top. Enjoy.

Vincent took a spoon and started to eat it. He really enjoyed it. It was sour, sweet, milky and cold at the same time. He smiled and ate it all.

Vincent: for a human, you make a very good food. I rarely enjoy other food.

Patrice: I learned it from a guy in food truck. He was making many types of Japanese food. Very nice man. Anyways, less talking about food, it's relax time.

Vincent: what is it?

Patrice: a time for relax. Let me show you.

Patrice took him to her room. And opened one of the face masks.

Patrice: okay, now lay.

Vincent: on your bed?

Patrice: where else? On floor?

He then layed on his back on the bed. She putted a face mask on his face. He sniffed it and smiled.

Vincent: what is this sweet smell?

Patrice: that's orange mask. It'll bright up the skin and make it glossy. Now lay for few minutes.

She putted on face mask too and layed on her bean bag. He started to like new things that she showed him. After few minutes, she got her mask off. She stood up and saw that Vincent fell asleep. She smiled and took his mask off and left the room for him to sleep calmly.

My Monster Roommate (FNAF AU)

So. I'm making new AU for FNAF. Most of the characters in this AU are monsters/creatures.

Mike- falling apart zombie

Vincent- vampire prince

Jeremy- hungry mermaid

Fritz- werewolf

Scott- clever demon

Doll- plant monster

Mahogany- spider lady

More in chapter 1.

Chris- a buttler dragon

Patrice- human

[jeskoholic]

A Little Piece of You Chapter 12: X & Y

This is a chapter from an ongoing series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist.

Previous chapter: Truth Among Lies

Word count: 8,850 Tags: Male OC x Girlfriend Wonyoung, Fluff, High School Romance, Angst Enjoy!

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Jang Wonyoung…

Shinwon has a good point about everything he said hours back. It just never occurred to me how this all tied up almost in the same way it did before. Had I been ever-so careless with this, things might happen again; history might repeat itself and this time it might bring worse effects. He also had a good point that maybe this whole trauma thing was anchored way back in high school. After all, the reason why I was so hesitant on making a move was because I’m still fighting the shadow of the past.

Even after my friend and I split paths and I finally managed to reach home, the thoughts of a once-forgotten Wonyoung came onto my head once more. Surprisingly, even the thought of having significantly less sleep was behind me now; that library excursion definitely did its wonders and set me back on track. Well, if one problem was already out of the way, it seemed to have been replaced with another.

No matter how much I try to dissuade myself from it, it would appear that it always brought me back to that pivotal moment in high school. I was so much occupied with that thought that lingering in the background that I didn’t realize how quick I ate dinner with noona. She might have noticed something was off with me already, too. I attempted to wash it off by doing some works due on the following week, but even that yielded no results. Those thoughts plagued me again just like it did before. Wonyoung was once again in my head; something that I never viewed to be possible even until I finish University. I’m pretty sure I have forgotten about her already.

This won’t do. Distracting myself would do nothing for me.

With that, I decided to ditch the stack of papers on my desk and moved to fish something out of my drawer. This time, stacks and thick piles of papers, folders and certificates greeted me as I dearly rummaged onto something I knew I left at the lower-most part of the drawer. I was sure that I placed it in here; thrown into the very bottom as soon as noona and I moved to this apartment. There was no way that I would carelessly throw that around…

And there it was: a red folded piece of cardboard staying behind an ornate front cover. In front it bore the words:

From Jang Wonyoung to my Yoon Jae-in~

With love~

And included the date for our anniversary as well as the picture of her…

For its age, this thing was still as preserved as it could ever been. I thought that with time, it would naturally degrade in the bottom of my drawer and disappearing without even me giving a care for it anymore but surprisingly it kept up. I can’t seem to find the reason to throw it away and so I merely ended up keeping it and hoping that it would vanish into memory at some point.

Clearly, that was not the case. Reading it again at this time was never even in the slightest of my imaginations.

“Hey, Jae-in-ssi, can I come in?”

 I heard the voice of Joohyun-noona come from the door, effectively startling me and as a result, Wonyoung’s letter fell out of my grasp and headed towards my desk. I turned my attention towards the door and she stood there with her head poking in further inside the room, dressed with pajama shorts that disappeared on the loose, oversized white shirt she had.

 “N-noona…! I-I didn’t see you there! I didn’t hear you knock!”

“I assumed it was fine because you left it open, you little bean,” she said, nonchalant and only now did I realize that she actually holding a plate as she finally moved to walk inside my room. That shirt really looked familiar. I had a feeling that it was mine at some point. “You were so spaced out during dinner that I forgot to offer these to you. I thought we’d just share this here. Were you busy?”

“Oh no, actually I… I’m not. I’m just working on a couple of things and got distracted.”

“Oh my… is that… is that a love letter?” she said with a tone mixing curiosity and teasing. “Did someone give you that?”

My heart immediately skipped a beat as I attempted to hide it from her. However, as Joohyun-noona felt like an eagle swooping on me, she quickly swiped it up and brought it closer to her face. I didn’t even realize how she was suddenly beside me as if she just teleported.

“Omo, Jae-in, this looked like it came from a long time ago! Wait… it says here that it’s from… Wonyoung…? Is this ‘Wonyoung’ as in Jang Wonyoung, your ex-girlfriend from high school? Oh wait; it does say ‘Jang Wonyoung’…”

“I-It is, noona… please, I just stumbled upon it. That’s all there is to it. Please give it back,” I told her as I completely felt my cheeks flush red. This is so embarrassing.

“Why are you looking at this now? Do you miss her?”

I blushed red and my ears went hot.

“No, I don’t! It’s now what you think, noona. It’s nothing!”

“Ooohhhh… so you do miss her hmm? I’m envious. She must have been on your mind all these time. Here I am thinking that your noona is the only woman in your mind~”

“Noona, what are you talking about? Please, I need it back.”

Oh my god, what is going on?

I attempted to reach it out of her grasp, but then she was quick to swat my hand out of my reach.

I then heard Joohyun-noona giggle.

“Yeah, sure, I’ll give this back to you under one condition.”

“Which is?”

Joohyun noona pulled the extra-chair I kept behind the ladder and proceeded to sit on it. She then placed the plate of tarts on the table and proceeded to fetch a piece with the fork.

“You never told me anything about this Wonyoung girl aside from the fact that she’s your ex-girlfriend. I figured maybe, with all the spacing out you’ve been doing during dinner, that she’s a factor for that. Something must have happened recently that you’ve thought of bringing this out again. Go on. Start from the beginning. Unfortunately for you, little bean, I have a free sched tonight so I can listen to you all night long.”

“Yah, noona, I can’t just do that! It’s too awkward to even talk about her!”

“Why? You two weren’t doing anything inappropriate before, were you? Well, it’s up to you Jae-in… I could easily just read this and see what’s inside~”

Oh my god there’s not getting out of this now.

“Yah, that’s unfair! Okay fine, I’ll tell it to you, just please give the letter back. I’ll tell you everything from the start.”

I saw Joohyun smirk as she finally handed out the letter back to me. She immediately crossed her legs and went on off on a comfortable position, all while I sighed at the defeat of my sister’s hands once again.

Well, we might as well begin this…

How do I even start this?

It was so damn long ago…

“So… umm… Jang Wonyoung and I were school mates back in high school...I- I may have mentioned that before, but the thing is, we were never really classmates. We never ended up as such. It was a miracle that we even met the way that we did…”

“How did you two meet then?”

“It started when she found my number on a workstation computer, on a brochure I made for one of our technology subjects. We were just freshmen by then when she…”

---START OF FLASHBACK, APPROXIMATELY FOUR YEARS AGO---

The thrill of the approaching graduation day was already in the air as two young couple were busy eating their dinner in the midst of the incoming evening. Twilight sky had started to cover the skies, turning the red-orange hue of the heavens to its impending dark indigo. Like usual, the first batches of starts started to like the gazing horizon, but even then Yoon Jae-in seemed to be unfazed as he merely enjoyed the company of his girlfriend, Jang Wonyoung, on a small fast-food chain in Metro Station Mall. ENOZI Restaurant has always been her favourite ones, and it would only stand to reason for Jae-in to invite her there on their final dinner as high school sweet hearts.

Wonyoung had just finished her platter and was occupied on staring at her boyfriend of two years, appreciating the subtle details of his face that she always knew and loved.

“Time flies so fast, you know,” Jae-in said as he wiped his mouth with the provided napkin. “In just a couple of days we’re saying good-bye to our high school life. It was amazing, especially because I know I’m leaving with a special treasure in tow.”

“It’s not only you who’s graduating with a special remembrance, keep that in mind. If it was not for the high school, I never would have met you, my Jae-in~” the young lady Wonyoung said with a smile, stretching her arms to hold Jae-in’s hand from the other side of the table.

“I was actually talking about Kino and the others, you know. No one can compete against the treasure of friends.”

Wonyoung pouted.

“I’m just kidding; of course, the greatest treasure would always be you, my Wony~”

“Aish… you always know how to tick me off. How could you be a guy and be so damn cute? Your existence I in this very world seemed to be very illegal. I sure am going to miss seeing you every single day once we go to college… it kind of makes me wish that I chose Engineering as well instead of heading to nursing school. At least if it turned out like that, then I could be by your side every time that we’re at Univ. If I had it my way, I would not let you off of my eyes; not when there are a lot of girls in college who would attempt to take you away from me.”

“Hey, hey,” Jae-in replied, and this time he was the one who held Wonyoung’s hand tighter than she did to him previously. “Nursing school is not that far from Engineering. We’re merely separated by buildings, my love. Even if our schedule’s not in sync, I’m sure we can work things out in the long run. We always did, right? We graduated still being together, Wony. Our entire batch is literally looking up at us as the ideal couple of the sections, not that it matters to me, but it’s still something worth noting. We won’t be reaching that had we not have an already good impression with it.”

Wonyoung sighed.

“I get it, my love~ I do appreciate that everyone admires us for being the last standing couple of our year, but still… at least you have Kino, Shinwon, and Kyungsoo to be coming with you when you go to college; at least you won’t be alone on your stay there especially on the first few days, of which I think is the most crucial. I feel so alone already just thinking about it, maybe even envious going in there without you.”

“Come on now, my love~”

“Even your dreaded ‘girl best friend’ is there with you on that department. That thought alone makes me want to shift courses and stay in Engineering just so I could keep you out of that witch.”

“Hye, I know that you’re not in good terms with Y—“

The mention of the first syllable immediately earned Jae-in a glare from Wonyoung. She didn’t even hear the entire name and yet she was sure to react to it already. After all, there was one girl that she thinks has the greatest possibility of stealing Jae-in from her.

“Excuse me, with my best friend, but she’s not really that into me. I kept on reminding you of that. Come on, we’re just friends. We go way back and I trust her. I repeatedly suggest that you do too. She’s a nice person, really.”

“I know that you’re friends and all that… but the fact that the two of you are very close friends and she seemed to always end up wherever you go… it’s hard to not even get jealous of her, my love. I hope you understand what I’m feeling.  I mean, she hates me and I know that. We don’t need to be friends just because you’re her ‘bestfriend’, that is if she views you on the same way you’re insisting as. I know for a fact that she really does not approve of you dating me, right? What could possibly be the reason for that? It honestly won’t come as a surprise to me in case it would turn out that she secretly likes you. The thought of it alone is already making my blood boil.

“She’s the last person I would like to see you end up with,” she concluded with a bitter tone, bringing her gaze down back towards their intertwined hands.

“Shh, come on now… it is not going to happen. My heart is yours and yours only my love. She will always be my best friend no matter what happens, and you will always be my jagiya.”

“It’s just… don’t you get why I’m so scared of that happening, Jae-in?”

The smile from Jae-in’s face faded in utmost subtlety while he recomposed himself for a reply.

“I… I know. That’s the reason why I was trying to distance myself from her. I’m not even talking to her these days…”

“Exactly… we started on the same way years ago. You and I were the best of friends before we decided to date each other after a year into our friendship. What makes it different that you and your… bestfriend would not end up on the same road?”

“Wonyoung-ah, please calm down. I love you, okay? Don’t forget about that. No matter how close Y—we are, we’re never getting close to how we ended up, right? Are you afraid because it was you who made the first move for me?”

Wonyoung visibly pouted and averted her gaze somewhere inside the room.

“Yah… I saw your fictional brochure for our technology subject. I just so happened to end up on the same PC work station as you were, oppa, and I just saw how beautifully designed yours was. I would even go out there and say that it was better than what I did, perhaps better than anything else I saw from my section. It even came as such a huge surprise that you included your real phone number. At least because of that, I found a way to talk to you. I pulled my luck and here we are…”

Jae-in smiled.

“It always felt like it was fated, you know. Maybe we’re really destined to meet each other from the very beginning.”

“Yeah sure, we really were destined,” Wonyoung said as she withdrew her hand and rolled her eyes away from Jae-in. “Until maybe this so-called ‘girl best friend’ of yours steals you from me, maybe.”

“Hey, hey, I won’t trade you for anything in this world. You’re my girlfriend, Jang Wonyoung, and always will be. We already did everything together, and I’m more than happy to choose you over and over again. I mean, come on now; you and I are each other’s’ firsts in literally everything. My high school life was fun because I had everything with you.”

Wonyoung planted her searing gaze back at Jae-in and proceeded to redirect it once again.

“Do you remember that I was the one who asked you for this dinner?”

“Mhhhmmm…”

“Well, as much as it feels weird to bring this out of nowhere, I actually have a surprise for you. This is not something that I’m bringing up just because you’re being jealous towards my best friend, but it is actually something that I always meant to give to you on this very evening.”

Wonyoung rolled her eyes and teased Jae-in, earning a chuckle from her boyfriend.

“Well, what if it is actually that case… show it to me, my love~”

“I don’t think I can come up with this on the spot. I promise you that you’ll love this. Wony~ someone actually called me earlier today, right before we wrapped up for the final grad practice and…”

“And…?”

“The scholarship that I found for you… they finally responded and… you’re in! You’ve passed the assessment exams and you’re a scholar on their program!”

At that instant, Wonyoung immediately dropped her act and wide-eyed Jae-in from the other side of the table. She didn’t even notice her mouth hang open at her surprise with the news. Somehow, with everything that happened in-between and during practices, the news of the pending scholarship response was quite unexpected. Jae-in knew that she would make it, and the release of the results could never have been a more perfect graduation gift for her.

“Oh my; that’s good news! Oh my god Jae-in… I’m officially a scholar? Oh my…!”

“See, I told you that it’s difficult to even make-up on the spot. I just received the call hours ago, like I said. I’ve been holding back the whole day and it was hilarious to have to tell it here in this circumstance.”

“Yah, I’m really happy… I genuinely am, but don’t think immediately that you’re forgiven just because of that. I’m still upset because of your best friend,” she then pouted. However, to Jae-in, it felt forced as Wonyoung was clearly happy with the news. He knew that she was putting on the act once again.

“Okay, you know what, how about we get out of Metro Station and go for a walk home?” Jae-in said, in attempt to change the subject into something else while giving his girlfriend a wide, toothy grin. “I’ll treat you with ice cream on the way home. After all, we need to celebrate! We’re graduating tomorrow, and together like we always would be. What do you think about that?”

The young woman’s pout eventually turned into a wide smile as she stood up. Wonyoung then brushed the long layer of dress she wore off of any crumbs that could have caught during the dinner, all before fishing her bright purse.  Jae-in joined her and stood up as well, and as he turned his attention to his girlfriend, Wonyoung already had her hands outstretched towards his direction with her pink-painted nails in perfect display for him.

“I take that as a ‘yes’, I guess?” Jae-in asked.

“I would not have taken it if you weren’t so cute, you know. You can’t keep on doing this to me, because you know that I’ll always fall for it.”

“It’s your kryptonite; therefore it is my secret weapon. Shall we go?”

The young man then graciously offered his arm of which Wonyoung more than gladly wrapped her arm around on. Then, with a curt smile to the waiters and waitresses that served them, Jang Wonyoung and Yoon Jae-in left the restaurant heading to the ice cream store that he previously mentioned; the rest of the older patrons of the eatery admired the cute couple as they went on ahead.

---MOMENTS LATER---

It did not take that long for the ice cream session to push through as it was merely just a simple stop-by at Wonyoung’s favourite store. The night was fast approaching, and it was already close to eight in the evening when Jae-in and Wonyoung were walking down towards the road that lead to the latter’s house. Her hands wrapped on her boyfriend’s arm as well as having her fingers intertwined with his. Because of the chilly weather, coupled with the dress that Wonyoung wore that exposed the majority of her lengthy legs, Jae-in had to compensate for her by lending her his jacket so as to counter the cold weather. It was the sort of gesture that Jae-in always wanted to do, especially for his girlfriend because there was that feeling of assurance coming from his side.

In his head, they looked really cute together. He and Wonyoung were perhaps the perfect couple.

It was weird, however, that he even thought of offering Wonyoung her favourite Mint Chocolate in this time. It was even weirder that she didn’t even hesitate on grabbing it.

 Regardless, the conclusion to their night date was about to come. That perhaps explains why Wonyoung was taking her utmost time walking with Jae-in; surely, even if she decided to walk on her normal pace, she would have gone home easily. Jae-in, on the other hand, didn’t really mind the development. After all, it felt like the last time as high schoolers after being in a relationship in high school for so long.

“Jae-in~” Wonyoung’s soft voice shot through the silence as they both approached the final corner to her home. “Can you promise me something? I will only ask this of you just once… and I hope you give me the answer that I want to hear…”

“What is it, my love?”

“Can you promise me that we’re still going to get through college like how we did in high school? Can you promise me that we would make this relationship work out in North Line… please?”

“Why does this sound like a wedding vow?”

The young girl curved her thin lips and stifled a soft giggle.

“Maybe it is… please, promise me, Jae-in. Promise me.”

“Okay, okay… I promise you, Wonyoung. I promise you that we would make this work no matter what.”

“Yay~ Thank you so much! I love you, my Jae-in~”

“I love you too, Wony~”

And so, every written rule of not showing affections in public was broken as Jae-in and Wonyoung hugged in the middle of the quiet street. It was fortunate that the evening was ripe, and no one else was there but the two of them. The hug was tight, sincere and very emotional, and what followed was the immediate soft peck of Jae-in’s lips courtesy of Wonyoung’s own.

The promise was given on that evening and it was all that Jae-in needed to survive his incoming college life, quite positive that whatever life could throw him post-graduation, he was happy because he had Wonyoung beside him. With that, Jae-in finally walked his girlfriend to her home and concluded the evening with a smile on his face, looking forward for what the next level of their relationship has in store for both of them.

---SOME TIME AFTER THE GRADUATION CEREMONY---

As expected, the graduation ceremony commenced as it normally would have and it was inevitable for the class to shed some tears on the incoming farewell. After all, they were saying ‘good-bye’ to the people that made the best years of their life truly enjoyable, and that included Jae-in with a couple of friends he met along the way. Lucky for him, he was one of the fortunate members of that batch who would end up going to North Line as opposed to other batch mates who would have to either head overseas or go to a new city. At least the separation anxiety from him was not that great compared to the others with him.

Lucky for him, and perhaps for Wonyoung, the ‘nation’s power couple’ of batch 20XX would head to the same school to celebrate their relationship ahead. It would not even come as a surprise to the rest of the class if Yoon Jae-in and Jang Wonyoung wound up marrying each other, because that was how strong they viewed their relationship. A lot of people would agree that they were perfectly made for each other; the couple that no one else could split.

The timeline amidst varying academic levels was uneven, and to compensate for the new school opening of North Line University, Jae-in, Wonyoung, and their other batch mates had to endure a good four-month long vacation to prepare for the adjustment. To him, it was a much needed break for all the years of studying he did during high school, and eventually promised himself to do all sorts of memorable antics within those four months to prepare him for the terror that is college. Apparently one of those memorable antics was dating Wonyoung as much as he could, and the other was perhaps joining Kino and Kyungsoo in playing their favourite online arena game while he was at it.

A month has passed and Jae-in was able to keep his promise to his girlfriend; perfectly juggling his schedule between his friends and soon-to-be college classmates as well as his relationship with Jang Wonyoung. It would be convenient as well, as Wonyoung had discovered quite a bit of a hobby for herself which was attending music class to be a cellist. One day, a date was schedule by Wonyoung herself, inviting Jae-in to a café that she always wanted to go to; a small and glass-filled bakery-café placed at the corner of one block.

Jang Wonyoung showed up that day looking as gorgeous as she could ever have been. Without the restrictions of high school uniform, she was able to showcase the beauty of her fashion sense wearing a floral blue dress and soft highlights in her hair, clearly fresh from her morning session at the music school.  The huge cello was lodged in a case and plopped carefully next to the wall as she sat opposite Jae-in, who managed to somehow try to level with her clothing with a neat, mint sleeved shirt as well as white slacks.

“Of all the dates I’ve had with you, this honestly felt like the most ‘formal’,” he commented after swallowing a piece of pasta. “I kind of like it that it’s like this. Do you think we should do this more often, my love?”

Wonyoung nodded enthusiastically.

“Now that I’m able to wear whatever I want, I really am looking forward to showcasing you what’s on my wardrobe. I honestly have a lot of outfits that were shadowed by the uniform. I can even bet that you’ve never even seen most of them, my Jae-in.”

“Oh…? With the entire try out photos that you’ve been sending me through message, you still haven’t shown me most of your closet?”

“Honestly, it baffles me too that I have too much to wear. At least I could wear a lot of things and outfits before I get caught on with the mandatory nursing uniform again.”

“Well, you always suit whatever you wear, my Wony. You were always the fashionista and I love that about you.”

“Aww… but I’m pretty sure that you love everything about me as well.”

“Oh, and did I mention that you have a thing for words too?”

Wonyoung smirked and her red lips only ignited more of Jae-in’s interests towards her. Had she not been his girlfriend all these time, it would easily to mistake him as an assistant with how significantly underdressed he is.

“So… we’ve been here for a while now,” relayed Jae-in; as he continued the conversation after that short pause. “I’m still curious as to why you asked me out on this odd time. Normally you’d go for dates when it’s close to evening, so I would assume that there’s something going on. Does it have something to do with music class?”

“Oh, I’m glad that you introduced that before I could. It makes things a lot easier… and… yeah; it has something to do with music class. I really admire how smart you are, my Jae-in~ you seemed to have easily pieced things out even before I could tell it to you myself.”

He smiled in return before moving to hold her hand from across the table.

“I would not be your boyfriend for years if I didn’t have a hint the moment I saw those look on your eyes. Go on now, I’ll be listening. What is it about?”

“Well, I’ve been in music school since we started this four-month vacation and things have been going well for me. Of course, I owe it all to you who pushed me beyond my own beliefs and my own capabilities that I managed to get to this stage of this hobby… so I think it was just fitting for you to be the first to know that I got accepted at a recital.”

“Wait, are you serious? You’ve been in school for two months and yet you’re already invited to that? You must be really talented on that, my Wony~ Congratulations! When is this happening?”

That was when Wonyoung pursed her lips, hesitating before even moving to speak up once again.

“That… that is the catch… the thing is, the school had apparently started to expand their services on not just beyond Seoul itself but also on further districts and cities, so for this recital they decided to use it as a promotional event... What I’m trying to say is that… I got accepted at their offer for a recital but it would happen far from here. I would have to be away for at least a two weeks or so while the recital is being prepared and all. That would include practices, formal rehearsals and all that, as all part of the training regimen for the school.”

Jae-in knit his eyebrows. He honestly could not think of a reason why Wonyoung would not be so enthusiastic about it.

“Hey, you’re not thinking of not going now, are you?”

“I’m honestly considering it. It’s really far from here and… and I don’t want to be away from you that long.”

“Hey, hey, don’t worry about me. Come on now, this might be your huge break! The fact that you’re invited for a recital that fast must mean that they can see a huge potential on you, and I don’t want to be the person who would hold you back on that. I want the world to know of your talents Wony, because I know that you have a lot of them~ I want them to see how good you really are. Go. Don’t worry about me.”

“Are you sure about that?” she asked with her beady, puppy eyes.

“Of course… think about it, if you’re really missing me, I can go there. I can head there by foot, train or cab; whatever it takes I’ll be sure to be there when you need me. Plus, this is a huge adventure for us as a couple. We promised that we’d all go all-in before we head to college right, especially in terms of the things that would make both of us happy? At least by then, we won’t have any regrets. That would be the best thing that could ever happen for us in the long run. I trust that you already have friends there, so at least you won’t be too lonely without me.”

“I… I do have some friends there but… Promise me that you would call, okay?”

“I would, Wony. Of course I would…. I know you can’t stand being away from me for that long. Let’s make this work, okay?”

Wonyoung smiled.

“You never cease to amaze me, Yoon Jae-in. I’ll always be happy that you ended up as my boyfriend. I love you so much!”

“Oh you have no idea how lucky I am to have you, Jang Wonyoung. I love you so much.”

---TWO WEEKS LATER---

Jang Wonyoung relayed exactly how the following week would turn out and like she mentioned, there were limited amounts of time that she and Jae-in would actually even communicate. The first couple of days after setting Wonyoung off were perhaps the most interactive days ever. It was expected; as the entire music school was perhaps beginning to arrange their respective itineraries upon the new setting, the schedules and rehearsals weren’t that much prominent. This gave the young couple ample time to communicate together with phone and video calls that lasted for hours even beyond their own sleeping time, making sure to see each other on every minute they possibly could before things get really busy.

After a while, their vocal and visual communications were reduced to instant messaging as her rehearsals began to get frequent and eventually, hectic. Jae-in, on the other hand, occupied the huge amount of free time given to him by occasionally familiarising himself with the route to their new school, North Line International, while at the same time occupying himself with the presence of his friends. He always knew that Shinwon was a huge fan of co-op games and managed to find a newly-opened internet café not far from the university itself. It was a signal that drew in Jae-in, Shinwon, and Kino amongst other people they met in high school to test the new shop out. It was suffice to say that while Wonyoung was busy on her recital; Jae-in was also busying himself being connected by a lot of his friends before they eventually split for the university. Despite that, he still made sure that contacting Wonyoung would stay as an utmost priority, merely keeping the bond with his friends as something that would keep him occupied while he waited for her.

Soon enough, she would message him about the details. It would only be a matter of time before he would finally see his girlfriend perform with her talents. He knew that Wonyoung would amaze the world the first chance she gets, and he was the first person who never really ceased on believing on her.

However, despite developing a strong interest on a particular Multiplayer Online Battle-Arena game, Jae-in made sure to check on Wonyoung every day. He sent sweet, good night messages and morning wishes for her to be well; and all that despite her not really checking the chat out or even seeing it. Perhaps the practice was very tiring and he always accepted that as a good reason for her absence.

Two weeks passed. Jae-in and Wonyoung’s conversations were still as dry and minimal as ever but he still believed that she was busy and that things were being taken care of. The recital program must have extended, granted that she should be back at the city by then. Things might have adjusted considering she didn’t even mention when the performance day would actually be. Like usual, he spent the day on the internet café again being alone with just Kino as they both waited for the other members to come. The pair had just finished one game on a good note with Jae-in being overly happy with his performance in a support role.

“Damn, that was so refreshing. I wish all of our games could go that way,” he exhaled as he stretched his arms from the unit. “Did Shinwon and the other say about coming here? They’re supposed to be here now, right?”

“They are. Actually, I’m surprised that you’re the first one to even be here. You seem to have been going here a lot these days. Is everything alright?” asked Kino, returning to the matchmaking lobby but not placing them both on a queue just yet.

“What…? Of course everything is okay, man. It’s just… I guess you can say that my schedule became a lot more freed up. I’m going here earlier now because I want to be occupied as well.”

“I see… Jae-in, you know, you’re my friend and I… I usually don’t want to go asking these things because it’s weird but… are you and Wonyoung still dating?”

Jae-in immediately shifted his gaze from the monitor towards Kino, who sat beside him with a confused yet concerned expression.

“Of course we still are… she’s just busy nowadays, is all. I guess you noticed me going here a lot, that is because she’s busying herself so I figured I’d be busy here as well.”

“Were you two talking still even when she’s there for her practices?”

“Well… not that recently… she seemed to be really occupied. I feel like the schedule’s moved up as well because she never told me when the recital day would be on.”

Kino sighed and nodded silently. As much as Jae-in really was not a fan of how the conversation was developing, he chose to wait for the rest of Kino’s statement. It certainly appeared to be a huge introduction for something big about to come.

That small fraction of a minute filled with silence between them both was perhaps the most gut-wrenching he’s felt for a while.

“Yeah… about that… umm, you know that Wonyoung and I have the same general street heading home right? I… I actually saw her last night. I don’t know why you’re not aware, but she’s actually back here, man. I figured I’d ask because you didn’t seem to have an idea.”

“She’s here…?”

“Yeah, and that’s not all that. I saw her getting inside a car with a guy who’s about the same age as us. I don’t know man; it could be her cousin but… I can’t just keep myself from not telling you. I think it’s a personal responsibility as you friend.”

“Are you sure that it’s her that you saw? She would have told me already by now.”

“I’m positive that it’s her. I’ve been her classmate and I could not mistake her for another person. The guy, however, is someone I don’t even recognize.”

“That’s probably just her cousin, Kino. Also, I can’t see a reason why Wonyoung won’t tell me that she’s here already. If ever there was a reason for that, then maybe she’s planning to surprise me of something. I trust her, man. I’m sure she has her reasons. Don’t worry about it.”

“Well, okay then. Don’t think about it too much. In case I’m the one who is wrong, I’d feel such an idiot for even forcing ideas onto you. I just had to get it off of my system. I’m wishing for the best. In the meantime, let’s just have another game, shall we?”

“That’s good to know. Thanks man. Let’s go.”

---

Kino’s information had planted itself deep onto Jae-in’s head for the succeeding days. As much as he did not want to over think, it was indeed weird that Wonyoung had not even bothered to tell him that she’s back from the recital. In fact, there was no even update what happened during her stay out of town. However, Jae-in’s love and trust for her still came on top, which is the reason why he elected to simply wait for her to update.

Finally, his waiting paid off and Wonyoung eventually contacted him.

Jang Wonyoung apologized for disappearing for so long and so asked to head to the ENOZI restaurant once again, which was now renovated and renamed as ‘LOVE DIVE café’. The atmosphere was weird on that day; the sun had disappeared and was covered under a huge blanket of grey clouds as if rain was about to come. If not, it certainly served as a deep warning that something bad was about to come. Yet, there was Jae-in still optimistic and hoping that it was not the case.

Jae-in came at the scene first, reserving a seat nearby the window just as Wonyoung always loved. He elected to order before she did, having a large serving of the meat mix she always bugged him about the moment she comes back from the recital trip. The only thing that was missing that day was the presence of Wonyoung herself, and fortunately right after their respective orders were served, she finally came. Wonyoung’s fit for that day was a huge stray away compared to her normal, fashionable looks; settling merely on simple tucked white shirt over her long, slender legs covered with a long, brown coat finished with a high ponytail. She gave Jae-in a shy smile, nodded, and awkwardly shuddered before proceeding to sit opposite him.

“Wonyoung-ah, hi…! It’s really good to see you. I have missed you so much! How have you been?”

The young girl gave another set of unenthusiastic smiles before falling to a frown.

“Jae-innah… I… I didn’t actually come here to eat… but as always, I really appreciate that you ordered ahead for me… that’s always something that made me appreciate you more…”

“You seem so sad; my love… did something bad happen when you were away? Are you okay?”

As much as there were a lot of questions that he wanted to ask her, he did not want to flood her right away. He took things slowly like he usually did, and hopefully it would pay-off for him in the end.

“I am… s-sorry, Jae-innah… I know I’m the one who invited you here so… not eating with you after asking you out is the least thing that I should be sorry for. I’m just… it was a crazy two weeks… a lot of things happened…”

Jae-in reached across the table and held Wonyoung’s slender hand with his own, caressing her long fingers that were now rid of any sort of manicure. The sensation of her cold skin against his already told him that something was dearly off.

“What happened? Did you not make it to the recital? Did something happen? You weren’t messaging me for days and I thought…. But I trust that you saw my messages, right?”

“Jae-in… please don’t make this harder for me… I did. I admit that I openly read your messages but I can’t seem to find the correct message to reply with you. B-because… while I was away for a couple of weeks, I was able to delve into some thoughts and… I realized a lot of stuff, not just within myself but to us as a couple as well.”

Initially, the moment that Jae-in felt his girlfriend’s rather downtrodden mood he elected to bring the atmosphere up by greeting her with enthusiasm. After all he did miss the love of Wonyoung that was absent for weeks. However, now that she already set the heavy mood for whatever she has to say, Jae-in could only do so much and match her pace finally. Somehow the mood that the sky already gave was correct ever since he left the front door; something was bothering Wonyoung and he was about to find out.

“May I ask what those things that you… realized were?”

Wonyoung gulped.

“I love you Jae-in, but I don’t think we can continue on with this relationship anymore.”

The world may have crumbled at that instant.

Did he just hear right?

“W-Wony… w-what are you…? W-What do you mean that…?”

Wonyoung pursed her lips before proceeding to speak again. Every syllable that escaped her small lips was filled with hesitation and perhaps even pity.

“I have to end it now… because once I get… once I get as busy as I did when I was away, I can’t bring myself to stay in peace knowing that there’s someone who’s waiting for me. We know that college would be really busy and—“

“But we promised that we’ll make it work out, right? We promised each other after graduation that we’d do anything to keep this relationship intact right? You were even the one that made me promise that, so what happened?”

Wonyoung bit her lip and retracted her hand from Jae-in and hid it under the table. She then anxiously gazed around the café and pouted to her boyfriend once more.

“I… I know that I made you promise and I already feel bad that I’m telling this to you… but… I got really good with the recital and all… the school asked me to be a temporary aide in the music school, and I would teach younger musicians how to play… I figured, I would be really busy and so I would have less time for you... how much more can we manage this when we’re already at university, right?”

“Wony… I don’t get it. All of these things that you were telling me is a problem would only hurt us for a couple of months, so why are you telling me to end whatever’s between us before we even head to college? Are you worried that I might grow tired of waiting for you, is that what you’re telling me?”

“N-no… I know that you’re willing and you can do those things for me… but as a person in good conscience, I cannot just… I cannot just live with the fact that you’re waiting for me when I can’t even hope to continue on what’s between us… that would be too unfair. I have no idea how I would juggle both studying and doing my future commitments with the music school knowing that I have you being left unchecked. I cannot bring myself to do that to you…I know that you deserve more, my love, which is why I’m deciding to let you go.”

Jae-in’s shoulders sank. His temples were starting to fill with cold sweats as his heart beat heavily against his chest.

“Isn’t this being unfair to me? You’re already telling what you think I would do even before it happens… I promised it to you, Wony… I promised that we would make this work out… why are you telling me that you need to let me go now? What happened?”

“Jae-in, please… don’t make this harder for me… It’s already breaking my heart to ask too much of you… please…”

Jae-in’s face flushed red as he tried to keep himself as calm as possible.

“Is this what you really want, Wonyoung?”

“Jae-in…”

“Wonyoung… I love you. You know that. If this is really what you want… if letting me go was your absolute solution for your future problems… then tell me. If you need a couple of days without me to think, I’ll gladly give it to you. Please… I don’t want you to be deciding so impulsively…”

There was another silence between then. Perhaps even the outside skies have begun to catch up on the impending grief between them both as soft drizzles showed upon the window.

“Wonyoung,” Jae-in said, softer this time while he clenched his fist in frustration. “But if this is really what you want; if trading our two years of love and relationship for the fear you think would come in the future, I ask you to not tell it straight to my face. If you’re decided, if you think that this is the decision that was best for us, then leave. I will respect whatever decision you do, but please think about it thoroughly. We haven’t gone this far just for us to end like this. We’ve been through worse, and this is just the beginning. Are you sure that you want to give up on us already now?”

Wonyoung looked at him in disbelief, only to be met by Jae-in’s own gaze of pure stone-cold silence. Unlike her who was already showing signs of tearing up, Jae-in strangely looked composed. He merely looked at Wonyoung straight with his sharp eyes waiting for a decision.

He wanted to ask her about Kino’s hint. Jae-in wanted to ask Wonyoung if she’s doing this because her heart finally wavered for another man, yet in the end he knew he could not bring himself to do that. He trusted Wonyoung with all of his heart, and even with a sliver of illusion he would never think that she would even do that to him.

Jae-in trusted her, so he never pushed himself to ask the question.

A couple of minutes later, a dreadful screech coming from a chair being dragged across the floor were heard. Jang Wonyoung stood in front of him, tears flooding her puppy eyes down towards her cheeks. The somewhat forceful manner of her dragging the chair as she stood earned a good look from the handful of people seated beside them both, clearly giving a soft and curious gaze to the young couple who’s table lay food that were not even touched.

“I hope that you find the girl for you, Yoon Jae-in. I’m so sorry. Good-bye.”

And with one swift turn she disappeared, leaving a trail of her coat as she walked out of the café. The once enthusiastic image of ENOZI café seemed to have died down the moment it changed, leaving Wonyoung’s love for him with it. Yoon Jae-in gave one last look on his girlfriend not knowing that it would be the last that he’d see of her for a long time, still quite shocked that she just broke up with him in one quick swing.

---END OF FLASHBACK, BACK ON JAE-IN’S ROOM WITH IRENE---

“Wonyoung unfriended and unfollowed me on all of our socials after we broke up, but she forgot to do the same with my friends. About three weeks after we have broken up, Kino showed me a picture of her with a guy who turned out to be her new boyfriend, posted in Instagram in celebration of their first month together. I would not have cared whether it was out of spite or out of sheer desire to move on, until Kino positively recognized the guy to be the same person he saw Wonyoung share a car with on that fated night. In the end, I was attacked by my very trust for her. I thought that she would not even do something like that to me, but I guess even that long of a relationship is still not enough for her to choose me.”

“Oh my god,” I heard Joohyun-noona as she brought her hand to cover her mouth. “Three weeks…? Does that mean…?”

I nodded shortly.

“If I’m going to do the math right, Wonyoung might have met the guy in preparation for her recital back then. She repeatedly insisted that that was not the case, but the math just made sense. The fact that they celebrated their first month together shortly after we broke up meant that at some point she agreed to date him while we were still officially together. I don’t know what happened during the time that she was there but… back then I was too hurt and bitter to even think about it. I just let it slide and focused my attention on moving on from her.”

“Wow… I never knew that you had such a tragic experience with her. To think that she was even your first love back in high school… the audacity…”

“The impact was terrible on me, noona. I would say that after that, I got a bit scared to commit again because I was traumatized with what she did. I was truly traumatized on trusting girls. I kept questioning whether I was worth it or not, or whether it was my fault that I lacked on something that caused Wonyoung to cheat on me with someone else. I would say that it took a good while before I got confident with myself again. There were a lot of self-doubts.”

“So what happened to her and the guy; are they still together?”

I nodded.

“Kino’s still seeing her on her feed. I guess they’ve been together longer than Wonyoung and I have ever been.”

I turned towards Joohyun noona who froze on the spot, still having her hand over her mouth.

“But are you okay now?”

“There’s certainly that little ghost there… same reason why I never had a girlfriend ever since Wonyoung. I wanted to be ready.”

“As you should… well, there’s still one thing bugging me though, Jae-in.”

“What is it, noona?”

She then pointed towards the letter.

“If you and Wonyoung did not really end up well, and she was the reason why you’re revelling in your own traumas… then why are you still keeping her letter with you? If I were you, I would have thrown it away ages ago. It would seem to be a better option.”

“I don’t know noona… I always told myself to keep it for something… something like a reminder especially when times that I need to recall the worst episodes of my life thus far.”

“A reminder for what, exactly…?”

“A reminder of the time that I should not take feelings too lightly… a reminder that I should never allow myself to fall into the same darkness that I did after Jang Wonyoung… that I did not went through all that sad crap after her just to fall into the same place once again…

“It would serve as a reminder to not repeat the same mistakes I did ever again, noona.”

The fact that this showed up this time is just a perfect timing….

I have a feeling that I’m going to need that reminder very soon.

[bladiebabie]

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐎𝐮𝐭

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨: Sano Manjiro, Ryuguji Ken, Mitsuya Takashi

𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜: May I request??? If i could then, could u make a study headcanon where reader's got an exam tom and what u think they'll be doing. Characters are Mikey, Draken, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Inui and Sanzu plzzzz. Ty if its made :'DD

𝘼/𝙉: Sorry, the limit is only three people so I just picked the first three, I hope you don’t mind 😅

𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙣 💞

“𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙠.”

– 𝙈𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙮: He huffed, throwing something wrapped in parchment paper in front of your laptop screen. You stopped typing for a moment, fingers moving to open the small package and as soon as you did, the sweet smell of red bean wafted through the air. Looking inside, you could see a dorayaki and it was still fresh from the way the heat emanated off of it. 

“I thought we could share,” Mikey mumbled, making you look up at him. His hand scratched the back of his head as his cheeks turned a scarlet hue. “And you also needed a break from studying too.” 

His statement made you turn your head back to your laptop. Chewing on your bottom lip, you knew that you’ve been working hard for the exam tomorrow so a break couldn’t hurt. 

Turning back to your boyfriend, you beamed at him and nodded, “Alright let's take a dorayaki break!” 

Mikey returned your bright grin. Taking your hand, he tugged you to sit on the floor with him. He broke off a piece of the still steaming dorayaki and placed a kiss on it before feeding it to you. And he did that every single time until you ate all of the pastry, Mikey smiled because seeing you smile again made him happy. At that moment, he knew that there is nothing in this world that he wouldn’t do for you.

– 𝘿𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙣: A scowl made its way onto his face when you didn’t answer. Instead, you wordlessly stared at the screen of your laptop as you listened to the professor drone on about a subject that Draken could care less about. It’s been like this for the past few hours although Draken didn’t show it, he was getting worried about you. He knew you were getting tired judging by your eye bags and the way you forced yourself to stay focused.  

He stood up and strolled over to where you’re sitting, reaching an arm out to slam your laptop down. You whipped around, eyes narrowing at your boyfriend. 

“Hey! What was that for–”

“That’s enough. You’ve been at this for hours now,” Draken interrupted you, he noted the way your eyebrows furrowed together as you recounted how much time you’ve spent studying. Taking his thumb, Draken rubbed the lines that were indented on your forehead and suggested, “How about we take a short nap together to give your brain a break?” 

Not even waiting for a response, Draken bent down to pick you off of your chair and carried you to the bed. Letting you lay on top of him, Draken pressed your head into the hollows of his neck and started to softly sing, hoping that it’ll be enough to put you to sleep. Soon, your breathing got more even as you drifted off to the sound of his voice. Draken smiled down at you, pressing a kiss along your hairline, and closed his eyes. 

– 𝙈𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙮𝙖: Gently placing a plate of cut-up fruits onto your desk, Mitsuya leaned down to peck your cheek. Frowning to himself when you mumbled a small “thank you” but didn’t spare a glance at the food in front of you. He let out a long exhale, shaking his head as the creases on his forehead deepened from worry. So deciding enough was enough, Mitsuya quietly crept behind your chair and spun you around, his hands coming up to hold you in place by the shoulders. 

“Did you not hear what I just said?’ Mitsuya softly asked. He watched as your eyes darted back and forth, trying to recount what he said just mere minutes ago. Your gaze landed back on him before sheepishly shaking your head ‘no’.

“Sorry babe,” You let out an apologetic chuckle, offering him a shy smile.“I wasn’t paying attention.” 

“I can tell.” Mitsuya jokingly replied, his hands reaching behind you to grab the textbook that laid open and flipped through its pages. He nodded as he studied the material before speaking up, “I’ll help you with these equations IF you promise to take a small break first.”

Mitsuya held out his pinky towards you which you happily took, he softly grinned and leaned in to place a kiss on your intertwined fingers. He watched you with adoring eyes as you took a bite of the apple slices, mind thinking about how lucky he was to have someone as hardworking and smart as you were. Mitsuya didn’t know what he did to deserve you but what he does know is that he’ll never take you for granted. 

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Time After Time Chapter 2:

Stefan Salvatore x Male Reader

Y/N and Stefan sat across from each other at the dinner table. It was a long table with lots of empty chairs. Y/N looked down at his meal. A piece of meat with corn and beans on the side, with plenty of fruits and vegetables. Stefan watched the young man eat, clearly intrigued. “I trust the food is to your liking?” Y/N picked up his head at the sound of Stefan’s voice. “What? I mean, yes, it's good just…much fancier than I'm used to.”

“Oh, and what is it that you eat in the future?” Stefan asked. “Burgers and fries, sometimes pizza too.”

“What’s a burger?” Stefan asked.

“It's a meat patty held together by two pieces of bread sandwiched together with cheese, lettuce, tomatoes, and if you want, you can put ketchup, mustard, or mayo on it,” Y/N explains.

“And people actually eat that?” Stefan said. Y/N nodded his head. “Yeah, everyone loves burgers unless you’re vegan or a vegetarian.” Y/N smiled as a memory came to him. “One time I challenged you to a burger eating contest. I didn’t win though, you ate more burgers than me.”

Stefan smiled. “You said that you and I will be lovers in the future. We must be close then.”

Y/N nodded his head. “Yeah, we are. You've told me a lot about yourself. Your life before you met me.”

“It's crazy to imagine, but I've never considered being with another man before,” Stefan said. “You must be special then.” Y/N blushed a bit. “You told me the same thing when we first got together. Said you’ve never been with another man before me.”

Stefan super speeds across the room, his lips on Y/N’s neck. He brushes them lightly against his neck, letting his fangs poking out just a little as he sucks and nips just a bit. Y/N shivers against Stefan, and that excites the vampire above him. “I can’t wait to find out why I fell in love with you. You must taste amazing.”

“Stefan, wait, we can’t,” Y/N moans out. They don’t have time for such things at the moment. “Why not? You’re mine, are you not?” Stefan asks, sucking a bit harder. “Are you a virgin Y/N? I like virgins.” It was getting harder for Y/N to focus. If he didn't do something soon, then things would escalate to the bedroom. “Teleportato,” Y/N whispered. In a flash of pink light; he disappeared and then reappeared across the room.

Stefan looked around, bewildered for a moment, until he saw the young witch across the room. “Neat little trick there, Y/N. I love a good chase,” Stefan said as he strolled across the room towards Y/N. Y/N flicked his hands out and froze Stefan in place. Y/N sighed. Stefan was a lot hornier in the past. Y/N waved his hand and unfroze Stefan’s head. “What’s happening? What did you do?” Y/N smirked. “Now, are you going to be a good boy and calm down, or do I have to leave you here while I go find Damon myself?”

“Okay, you win, I'll be good,” Stefan said. Y/N let his magical freeze go and the young vampire could move again. “Okay, so do you have any idea–” Stefan cut Y/N off by pushing him against the wall and kissing him hard. Y/N moaned against Stefan, feeling his tongue invade his mouth. All too soon did the kiss end as Stefan pulled away, his eyes red. “You’re a very naughty boy, Y/N. I like that,” Stefan smirked. “Now what were you saying?”

Y/N licked his lips, trying to find his voice. “I-I asked if you know where Damon is?” Stefan shook his head. “No, after he declared ‘a lifetime full of misery’ he said he was leaving town, but didn’t say where.”

“Maybe I can find him. I have an idea.”

“What’s that?”

“Do you have any crystals, a map, some string, and something of Damon's I can use?” Stefan left the room to collect the things Y/N asked for. He returned moments later with the items. He handed Y/N a bracelet. “I gave that to Damon on his 18th birthday. I was 10 years old,” he explained. Y/N tied the string around the crystal, then placed the map on the table, then swung the crystal over it, while holding the bracelet in his hand.

“How does this work exactly?” Stefan asked as he saw the crystal swing from side to side. “It's called Scrying. It allows a witch to find a missing person or object,” Y/N says. “The more violent it swings, the closer you are to the person you're searching for.”

“You know you’re pretty amazing, Y/N,” Stefan said, putting a hand on his shoulder. Y/N blushed a bit at Stefan’s words. “Thanks, Fangs.”

“Fangs? Why’d you call me Fangs?” Y/N blushed harder. He forgot that the Stefan of this time didn't know about his nickname in the future. “It’s what I will call you in the future. A nickname.”

“I like it,” Stefan smirked.

The Pendulum dropped on the map locating Damon’s whereabouts. Y/N and Stefan looked down at the crystal. Damon wasn’t too far away. “He’s in a small town just north of here,” Y/N said. Stefan looked at the map and smiled. “Maybe it’s time we pay my dear brother a visit.”

“Great, let's get going then,” Y/N said as Stefan grabbed his arm. “Wait, Y/N,” he said, as Y/N frowned. “What’s wrong?” Stefan looked Y/N up and down, a perplexed look on his face. “You can't go out dressed like that, you'll stick out like a sore thumb.” Y/N looked down at his clothes: jeans, a tee-shirt, Converse, and a hoodie. Not the most inconspicuous look in the world.

“I don't suppose you have any other clothes that I could borrow?”

Stefan grinned. “Right, this way.”

[mandoalorian]

Brown Eyes [Din Djarin x Reader]

!! SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 15, SEASON 2. !!

*Hi. The episode has been out for three hours. The devil works hard but I work harder. I hope you enjoy! xx*

Summary: Din has always wanted to confess his love to you— but with his devotion to the Creed and with the risk of losing you, he wonders if the revelation would really be worth it. Would you even consider being with him if he refused to remove his helmet? When Grogu is taken away from Din and in the fiendish hands of Moff Gideon, Din realises there isn't anything he won't do to get his son back.

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: descriptions of anxiety, *SPOILERS FOR Season 2 Episode 15: The Believer of The Mandalorian*

Word count: 2.6k

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"Din," you froze up, backing away from the Imperial who was sitting at a table drinking caf. "I- I can't do it."

Din's head snapped to face you, masked by the Imperial Shocktrooper helmet he was doting. "Why not?" His voice was firm, but the tone of his question dripped with concern. You bawled your fingers into a fist as you squeezed your eyes tight shut, beginning to anxiously pace around in circles.

"That's Valen Hess," you muttered, trying your hardest to regulate your nervous breathing. "He- I used to serve under him. I- can't… go in there. Din, he'll recognise me." the thoughts in your head were jumbled. Din placed two hands steady on your shoulders.

"I'll go, hand me the dataspike." Din told you calmly. You felt like putty under his touch. Usually, his firm grip would calm you down and ease any of your troubles away— but not this time. You felt completely nauseated.

Grogu was at stake. When you met the Mandalorian, it took him some time to find the confidence in introducing you to the child. You were Ex-Imperial after all. But he warmed up to you, seeing the way you cared so deeply for the children on Sorgan. When he introduced you to the little green bean, who did not yet have a name, you were enamoured. That's when Din knew he was in love with you. Ever since that day, he'd only fallen in love with you more and more. His feelings became stronger with every waking second he spent with you.

Of course, he never acted on his feelings. He wished he had, he wished he could say something. He knew that if something happened to you and you didn't know how he truly felt, he'd regret it for the rest of his life. There had been countless times where you and him brushed paths on the Razor Crest. Plenty of times to say something, plenty of times to mutter the three words that had consumed his mind, body and soul. ‘I love you’. The words were like a broken record in the back of his mind. He looked at you through his visor, seeing your distress and his heart aching and he wanted— no, he had to do something.

His son had been kidnapped and suddenly, Din was an unstoppable force. Nothing could hold him back— not his friends, not the Creed, nothing. The regret ate him up like flies on a corpse. If there was one thing he learned from Grogu's disappearance, is that you never know what is coming around the corner. Din began to treat everyday with you like it was your last because there was no way of telling what the future was holding. And that only stirred him on, the desire of telling you how much you meant to him.

"You can't go," you removed your finger from your lips where you had been anxiously biting your nails. "The security system is biometric facial recognition. There must be another way." you tried to rack your brain for a solution, but Din's mind was already made up.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes in search for an answer. You steadied your breathing. "Din," you whispered. "What if we distract them? You go in there and speak to him so he's looking the other way and I'll use that moment to sneak past and access the terminal."

No answer. "Din?" you asked, cautiously opening your eyes. He was already gone. Your mouth began to open and close like a goldfish as you watched his approach the terminal. He paused, midway between two tables, shakily saluting Valen Hess. Din turned back to the terminal, held his head up high and carried on over to it.

Upon examining it, Din found it was no different to any other information point— whether it had been New Republic or Independent, Din was lucky enough to already know how to navigate the system. He clicked a few buttons on the keypad, bringing up the facial recognition scanner. He stood still, letting it roam down his face. He didn't have much faith, but it was worth a shot.

Din cursed under his breath as the scanner light lit up red, beeping ecstatically.

"Error. Error. Facial scanning incomplete. Ten seconds until system shutdown." An automated voice informed. Din felt a few gazes burn into his back, no doubt Valen Hess noticing the commotion. "Ten, nine, eight-"

You watched as the timer went down, your hand fingers curling around the blaster in your holster. You didn't know what Din was going to, but you knew if anything— he was a man with a plan.

And that was when he removed his helmet.

It hit you like a ton of bricks, it took the air from your lungs leaving you gasping in silence. You felt like a criminal, looking at him with your own eyes. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn't tear the gaze from the back of his head.

Brown hair. Dark brown hair, slightly messy from the helmet. Although you were some distance away, you noticed the little waves and the way it curled at the nape of his neck. The cut of the Imperial armour revealed just a sliver of his skin. It was golden tan— surprising to you.

"Facial scanning complete." The dataspike ejected from the terminal, a small light lit up in green, validating that the information had been processed and Din was now the owner of Moff Gideon’s co-ordinates. Just as he was about to put his helmet back on, a voice interrupted him.

Your heart sank when you saw that Valen Hess had approached Din.

"Trooper, where are you stationed?"

"Transportation."

"What?"

"My designation is transport— co-pilot."

"No son, what's your TK number?"

Din felt his throat dry up as he looked the man in the eyes. Valen Hess stared at Din right back, looking into the eyes that nobody had gazed into since Din had been sworn to the Creed. Din swallowed the lump in his throat, only for it to return immediately.

"He's with me." you announced, walking over to Din and Hess. A wash of relief shuttled through Din's body upon hearing your voice, but that was completely blown away when he realised you had seen him. It was true, you had seen his face— but there was no time to act up. Din had sacrificed everything for Grogu and you weren't going to let this go wrong. "This is my trooper, sir."

"Who is he and what's his TK number?" Valen Hess repeated, clicking his tongue between his teeth.

"This is my commanding officer TK-0402, and I'm TK-0322. I'm afraid he doesn't speak much. Ever since his vessel lost pressure on Tanaab." You explained with confidence, sighing apologetically and placing a hand on your hip.

Din found the courage to look at you, making brief yet bewildered glances between you and Valen Hess. He had a thousand questions but he knew he could trust you, and so, he smiled wearily, nodding his head in agreement to your little story.

"What's his name?" Hess inquired.

You took a deep breath, and turned to face Din. He looked at you too, his face softening as your eyes met for the very first time. You felt your heart rate slow down as you took in his appearance. You were nervous, and tensions were high, but as you looked into the Mandalorian's sparkling eyes, you felt a familiar sense of belonging. You felt complete.

"Brown eyes." you whispered, feeling the tears pool up as you tried to choke back a sob. Din smiled at you, just a small smile, but enough to make the corners of his eyes crinkle. It gave you the reassurance to know that this was all worth it.

"Well, brown eyes," Valen Hess adjusted his belt. "You troopers were both on the transport that brought in the valium, correct? The only surviving shocktroopers, might I add." he grinned, raising an eyebrow.

"Y-yeah, that was us." You answered hesitantly.

"Please, come join me for drinks. We must celebrate." Hess said, approaching the table he was originally sat at and ushering you over with an exaggerated gesture.

You and Din exchanged a look before walking over to the table and sinking down into the chair. Hess poured out two cups of caf and slid them over. Din stayed silent for most of the conversation, briefly making utterances of affirmation and nodding his head to suggest that he was indeed listening.

Although, he wasn't listening really. His mind was racing and he couldn't concentrate on anything. Although it wasn't necessarily true, he felt like every head in the room was looking at him. Staring at him. Judging him breaking his oath. Was he a failure? Was he a disgrace to the Creed? Dishonourable? A monster?

"I could blather on 'to health' or 'to success', but… tell me TK-0322, where do you come from?"

"Alderaan." you said without hesitation. Din looked at you with furrowed eyebrows, wondering why exactly you had given Hess the details of your real planet.

"Ah, I see…" Hess frowned. "Well, to Alderaan!" he grinned, raising his glass in the air.

"No." you deadpanned and Hess shot you a confused look.

"No?"

"No." you repeated. "Alderaan was a peaceful planet destroyed by the Empire."

"And those on the Death Star, those who aided in the destruction of Alderaan became heroes of the Empire. I was there." he said with pride.

Din watched your face harden as your cheeks burned up with rage. "Heroes?" you croaked out. "For attacking and murdering innocents? Hundreds of thousands of people died on Alderaan. I lost my family."

"Losing the ones we love is simply part of life," Hess revealed with a sigh— and Din felt his heart shatter at his words. He stiffened up, his gaze fixating on the concrete wall as his surroundings began to faze out.

"At what cost?" you whispered. "You know, every day I think about it. I wished there was something I could do to stop it. But no, I was here, fighting for the Empire. While the Empire was out killing my people." You gritted out as tears pricked your eyes. You felt Dins hand manouver under the table and take place on your thigh, as his gloved fingers rubbed comforting circles into the thin material that covered your skin. His hand was large, fitting around your leg perfectly. He held you down, stopping your anxious shaking and you immediately calmed down. Din wasn't going to stop you, but he did want you to not let your feelings intrude on what was really happening right now. Valen Hess, however, looked mortified. You picked up the glass and forced a smile. Din copied your movement and you clinked your glass with his. "To family." you toast, and Din smiles. He smiles so wide a dimple appears in his cheek.

"To family." he confirms, thinking about his son and how close he was to getting him back.

You put the glass of caf back down on the table and quickdrew your blaster, shooting Valen Hess in the chest.

Din knew better than to question you. He took out his own pistol and helped you take down the remaining troopers and Imps in the room before you both raced out of the base.

Of course, you knew that there'd be commotion. You heard the TIE fighter engines as soon as you stepped foot outside. Din grabbed your hand, pulling you along as you both sprinted into the depths of the forest. Once deep enough, you looked up. It was dark, strings of light beaming through the gaps in the trees. But it was enough to illuminate Din. You had envisioned what Din looked like beneath his beskar helmet every single day, and now, you had your answer.

Din took one look at you. He pulled off his leather gloves, dropping them to the ground and placed his hand on your cheek. Subconsciously, you leaned into the warmth of his palm as his fingers tucked the strands of hair behind your ear. You closed your eyes, humming in delight as his bodily warmth transferred to you.

"Din, when we return to the ship you can put your helmet back on. I never saw you." you promised, your voice barely above a whisper and your eyes remaining closed.

"Cyare," Din mumbled, his heart yearning. The pad of his thumb traced your face, following the height of your cheek bones and the arch of your eyebrows and down your nose. "Open your eyes." he requested. Cautiously, you obeyed, your eyes fluttering open as you drunk in his appearance once more.

Brown stubble with a patch of grey graced the lower portion of his face. You reached out, this time your own hand cupping his cheek. Din didn't let go of you, and he let you touch him. Your finger nervously brushed over the coarse hairs and you let out a small giggle as you remembered him telling you from the Fresher room on the Razor Crest that he was going to shave. He had, and now you could see for yourself that it had started growing back.

"Do… do you like what you see?" Din asked nervously, his gaze only temporarily lifting from yours.

You nodded your head. "I do," you admitted. "You're… so handsome."

Din felt his cheeks heat up as you watched the small blush creep upon his face. You were enthralled, seeing him like this. Seeing his humanity— his emotions and expressions. You knew you loved Din, with or without the helmet— but this confirmed everything.

"May I?" Din asked, leaning into you slowly and closing his eyes. The curve of his nose bumped against yours as and the softness of his lips touched you so delicately.

You mumbled a small 'yes' and as your lips parted, Din kissed you. Soft, sweet, but passionate and with heart. You tangled your hands in his hair, tugging at it and encouraging Din to kiss you deeper and further. He done so, willingly, a groan of pleasure escaping his mouth and vibrating through your body.

He pulled away eventually, breathless and his eyes dark and glazed. "I-I…" he was speechless, looking at you with the utmost adoration. "I love you." He sighed in defeat, knowing now was a better time than any to admit his true feelings. He had to do it one day, and it just so happened to be in the depths of a forest as you hid from Imperials.

"I love you too." you exhaled shakily, thrusting forward into his arms and letting him hold you tight to his chest. He pressed a kiss into your hair.

"I love you so much." Din sobbed, his grip around you tightening like he was afraid that if he let go, you'd vanish just like Grogu did. "Please, never leave me. Please."

"I'm not going anywhere Din," you promised. "Now c’mon, let's go get Grogu."

PART TWO

[moonctzeny]

Baby

au+trope+prompt game: college!au Jaehyun + fake dating + it’s just so hard not to fall in love with you

pairing: jung jaehyun x fem!reader x asshole!yuta

other members as background characters: yuta, mark, johnny, jungwoo

genre: angst, smut

word count: 9,124

warnings: abusive relationship, toxic behaviour

summary: “When Yuta breaks your heart for the millionth time, you meet Jaehyun, freshly broken up and looking for revenge. You decide to start fake dating to get back on your exes, but your plan takes an unexpected turn. You fall in love.”

a/n: I really don’t like putting yuta in a negative light like that it’s just for the fic’s sake! also I literally used the name Naeun as Jaehyun’s ex because I think it’s SUCH a pretty name, NO correlation whatsoever to any korean celebrity named naeun!

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You knew it was wrong.

Looking through your boyfriend’s, Yuta’s, phone while he took a shower, was the arguably the tackiest thing you have ever done.

He was always distant lately, only seeming to make time for a booty call, and at first, you blamed your hectic schedule. Your major was demanding, to say the least, so when Yuta suggested that you replace your dates with some “quality time” at his dorm, you had no objections. You didn’t know that he also meant ignoring your calls, canceling on you at the last minute to meet up with his frat brothers, and keeping your relationship strictly between four walls and two naked bodies.

The thought of him meaning more to you than you meant for him ate you away. It creeped in your mind while you heard the water running from your shower, and lead your fingertips to tap in the password of his phone.

Opening his messaging app, you recognize his best friends’ icons in a group chat consisting of his frat members. You scrolled up, ignoring the latest massages regarding a party that the frat would be throwing in two weeks. You started to feel guilty, not exactly sure what you were looking for, when you saw your name at the screen.

m0rklee[00:10]: @yutassanhyung, i saw your girl today at the supermarket! why didn’t you tell her about the party next Sunday?

you[00:12]: what girl lol  

m0rklee[00:13]: y/n?? i thought you guys were together?

you[00:12]: nahh

fairyteil[00:15]: eyy @yutassan if you’re done with her i know a couple guys who wanna hit it too

you[00:16]: be my guest haha

you[00:16]: don’t get me wrong she was bad when we met but shit is getting kinda stale

tenoutoften[00:17]: aren’t you on your way to her place lol

you[00:17]: hey hey pussy is pussy

Was that all you were to him? Pussy?

Yuta called you special, he called you yours. He didn’t like it when you were talking to other guys. He ripped your lingerie set because he didn’t want anyone else to ever see you in it but him. And then he dared to go around and call you a fling?

You heard the water stop running and knew you didn’t have much time until you had to face him, the thought alone making you sick.

You didn’t bother to lock his phone again, leaving the chat that made you so upset open. Grabbing your keys and a jacket, you left your place and hoped that Yuta would get the message and get the fuck out of there before you came back.

Your legs walked on their own accord, your memory leading you to the only place where you knew you’d find any sort of comfort. When Johnny opened his door, tears were already streaming down your face. He took the open tequila bottle you were holding and pulled you in for a hug. He smelled like weed and beer, and after hearing the “Is that the pizzas?”, you realized that your best friend wasn’t alone.

You quickly wiped your cheeks and fixed your sex hair that Yuta messed up, trying your best to look presentable. Johnny put a hand on your back and lead you to his living room. Jungwoo, your and Johnny’s friend from high school, was sprawled out on the couch, a little disappointed after seeing that you were, in fact, not the pizzas. Next to him, drowning in a bean bag, was Jaehyun. You didn’t really know him very well other than the fact that he took the same major as Johnny, so you felt a little insecure looking as messy as you did right now. His eyes were red, just like the other men’s, but you could swear his eyelashes looked a little damp.

Jungwoo’s words were muffled by the barbecue chips he was munching away.

“Yoo y/n, I didn’t know you were coming!”

You placed the tequila bottle on the table,

“Yeah, Woo, figured you wanted something to drink”

“Move” Johnny murmured to him, but he only stretched and sighed dramatically, shoving a handful of chips in his mouth.

“I don’t need a drink I need food. I’m hungry and I got the munchies”

Johnny grabbed his ankle and with impressive ease, dragged Jungwoo to the floor. The taller man sat on the couch, on the side next to Jaehyun and you followed his lead, letting a grumpy Jungwoo lean his head on your knees. Taking the lit joint from Jaehyun’s fingers, Johnny turned his attention back on you.

“So tell me chica” he said and took a hit, “who do I have to beat up?”

“Yuta”, you grumbled, “I’m ghosting this motherfucker”

You felt the vibrations on your lap when Jungwoo started talking.

“What did he do this time? Didn’t I tell you not to get involved with stupid frat boys?”

You started petting his hair, the softness comforting under your fingers.

“Apparently I’m not ‘bad’ enough for him anymore” you replied, throwing air quotes and rolling your eyes.

“Whaaaaat” Johnny drew out with a cough after taking a particularly deep inhale from the blunt, “you’re like the baddest bitch I know. Even now, that you’re all puffy from crying and smell like his dick”

You hit his shoulder, almost dropping the joint he was passing to Jungwoo, embarrassed that he would say something like that in front of Jaehyun, an almost stranger to you.

“I don’t know, man” Jungwoo started, and you could hear the smile on his face, “when girls cry it’s kinda hot”

You were contemplating how many hairs of his you should rip out of his scalp when the telecom rang, assumably by the pizza delivery man.

“Saved by the bell”, Jungwoo muttered to himself and got up quickly to open the door. While the youngest paid for the pizzas, Johnny held your hand, a bit guilty for his words earlier. He had a mischievous smirk and kept shifting his gaze between you and Jaehyun, who had been sitting in silence ever since you got here, occasionally smiling at your friends’ teasing.

“Fuck Yuta, man. You should find a nice guy to treat you well and fuck you even better y’know?” he started, and patted his buddy roughly on the back, “Like Jae over here”

Your eyes widened and you instinctively glanced at Jaehyun, ears a deep red and a matching shocked look on his face.

You cleared your throat, “No offense, but, like, aren’t you practically married to this girl-uhhh what’s her name again? Naeun?”

To someone who wasn’t listening to your conversation, it must have seemed like you tased him, or brought up a painful childhood memory, or asked him if he’d be willing to lick a lemon after washing his teeth. He looked away from you, and turned his attention to his nails, ripping a cuticle off in deep concentration. His voice was so quiet when he finally spoke, that you barely heard him. “I broke up with her, actually.. Like, three hours ago”

Guilt washed over you in an instant, not knowing that you scratched a wound so fresh. You wanted to apologize and even ask if you should leave the three alone, when Jungwoo grabbed the Tequila bottle and crashed on the couch clumsily between you and Johnny.

“Fuck love!”, he yelled, “let’s get wasted”

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You stared at the empty José Cuervo bottle rising up and down Johnny’s chest with every one of his snores. He was laid out on his couch, his tall height taking up all of its entirety, leaving Jungwoo passed out on the floor. Jaehyun followed your eyes and smiled at Johnny’s sleeping face, mouth open and tongue spilling out.

After the 4th shot, you found out that Jae was a pretty decent guy. He let you rant about Yuta while your friends were busy trying to see who could eat a large pizza by himself the fastest. You told him all about how you never went on dates anymore, how you looked through his phone after having sex, and the text conversation you found earlier tonight. He listened carefully, without judgment, and after smoking some more of Johnny’s staff, he opened up to you about his relationship with Naeun.

Or rather, how he found her fucking his roommate on his own bed.

You always thought of these two as what they call a ‘power couple’. Valedictorian meets basketball all-star, they graduate and have beautiful babies, while all the rest of us mortals can do is admire from afar. You would have never guessed the toxicity, constant cheating and manipulation that Jaehyun was recounting. You bonded over stories about cancelled dates, emotional distancing and feeling like you’re always the one giving but never receiving. If you were being honest, you would have never expected such emotional depth from a college point guard. He drew you in with his gentleness, and you noticed how different he was from Yuta, who engulfed you with his intensity. You also hated how even now, you were still thinking of him.

Just then, you got his third message for the night:

asshole [03:35]:come on baby don’t ignore mee, me and the guys were just messing around

you [03:36]:stop texting me

you [03:38]:we’re done

You locked your phone, upset and angry, and felt Jaehyun sigh.

“I know I’m falling for her stupid games, but I just want to get back at her y’know? Show her what she’s missing, that type of thing”

You knew exactly what he was talking about. During the past hours, you weighted all the possible ways you could make Yuta regret ever taking you for granted.

He was so charming that he could get laid with anyone he wanted (and probably did, even when you were ‘dating’), but even after what he said to Taeil, you knew that he hated the thought of anyone else fucking you. He wanted your body to be his, without having to deal with the commitment that came with that privilege.

You thought about fucking one of his frat buddies, but that would get you from being called ‘Yuta’s girl’ to ‘ΘΨΩ’s cumslut’, and your self esteem couldn’t take that blow.

Jaehyun’s deep voice interrupted your train of thoughts.

“Maybe Johnny’s right”

“Huh? ”

“You should date me”

You blinked at him twice, not knowing what to reply when you saw him wave his hands frantically in front of his face.

“Fake date me! I mean, you should fake date me. Sorry, the weed’s got me a little fucked up”

At first, the idea seemed crazy. Yes, it would make Yuta furious that you were supposedly fucking one of the hottest guys on campus. Yes, Naeun would get mad that she didn’t have Jaehyun’s constant attention that she so craved anymore. Yes, you two might have revealed your deepest insecurities, opened up your hearts to each other all while sharing a bottle of alcohol, but you had never hanged out together without Johnny being present. You had barely hanged out together, period. But wouldn’t that make it even more believable? Two of Johnny’s best friends break up at the same time, meet up at his house and inevitably end up together. You didn’t share the same major, so you wouldn’t have to put up the act too much at college. And with social media, making a fake relationship believable was easier than ever.

asshole [03:42]: fuck you. you think you can find someone better than me?

Drunk and lacking logic, you agreed on the plan, and gave him your number. You had just finished creating the contact on his phone when he suddenly got up and rushed to the bathroom, facing the consequences of the tequila and weed combo.

You passed out on Johnny’s bean bag and when you woke up on Sunday afternoon, Jaehyun was gone.

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You didn’t expect him to text you on Monday, thinking that it was intoxication that gave him the idea of fake dating and made it look brilliant. So when he gave you the address to his dorm, to further discuss your ‘operation’ you were surprised, but determined to succeed.

The plan was simple. You would start tagging each other on your instagram stories, to show people that you were spending time alone. He agreed to pick you up from your lecture on Wednesday, your classes coinciding on neighboring buildings. And for you final act, he’d come with you as your plus one for the frat’s party next Sunday. Mark was nice enough to invite you, after Yuta ‘forgot’ to do it instead, and Naeun, being Taeil’s sister, wouldn’t miss it for the world. It was the perfect opportunity to flaunt your new relationship, all while being on the opponent’s part of the field.

You started off innocently enough. After you and Jaehyun finished brainstorming ideas about the ‘operation’ as he insisted on calling it, he suggested you stay for a movie and some Chinese food. His dorm was cozy, a little messy, maybe, but it fitted his boyish charm. He had a nice collection of vinyls, stating that his favorite one was I. by Cigarettes After Sex. You were a bit taken aback by his love for dreampop and rnb, but the more you got to know him, the more it seemed to fit him nicely. On the wall next to his bed hung a display full of all of his sport trophies. He was known for his basketball skills, but you also saw medals for soccer, track, volleyball. Amongst them all was an English certificate and a spelling bee award. You wondered if he ever felt pressure trying to be so perfect all the time.

The movie was terrible, but Jaehyun managed to entertain you by making silly jokes throughout and mocking the actors’ bad acting. It was the first time you ever saw him crack a joke like that and be willing to contort his handsome features. So much better than the dream boy image he was feigning for everyone, but you didn’t know him well enough to tell him. The movie was halfway done when he picked up his phone and opened a camera app through his Instagram.

“Shouldn’t we take a story? Since we’re together anyways?”

You nodded and scooted closer to him. He was a bit hesitant as he positioned the camera to capture your legs that were touching, a scene from the movie playing in the background. It was a cute picture but nothing indicated that the two of you were more than friends. You pressed the X at the top of the screen to discard the picture, and placed his hand on top of your thigh. You turned around just in time to witness his ears turning into a fuschia pink.

“Is that okay?”

He nodded and regained his cool, taking the picture and tagging you with a red heart next to your username.

A couple hours after leaving his place you texted him, asking if Naeun had replied to his story. He said that unfortunately, the only person who batted an eye was Johnny, replying with a “ 👀 👀 👀 “ .

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You met up again the next day, at your apartment this time.

He looked nervous being in a place so foreign to him yet so personal to you, so you decided to turn the lights down to help him relax, insisting that you weren’t trying to seduce him or anything. He laughed at your joke but still looked tense, and you thought that maybe he needed some liquid courage to open up.

“Hey Jae. Want a drink?”

It took him 3 beers to finally loosen up and show you his dimpled grin again. You were sitting on the floor, facing each other and feeling comfortable in the ambience of the room. A Spotify playlist was playing in the background so it would fill up the awkward silence but wouldn’t distract you from your conversation.

“Wait wait wait. So you sleep without a pillowcase?”

“Yeah, didn’t you notice it when you came to my place yesterday?”

“I thought you forgot to do your laundry!”

His laugh was resonating and deep and manly. It made his eyes disappear and his face light up, not that it didn’t anyway - the guy could easily be a skin care ambassador, and you made a mental note to ask him about his moisturizer later.

You followed his gaze to one of your walls. Pictures were filling it up, memories of yourself and your siblings, of your friends from home that you missed, of Johnny and Jungwoo. You felt a little insecure then, comparing them to Jaehyun’s countless medals and awards.

“I’m not good at sports like you, so I have nothing else to hang on my wall”, you laughed awkwardly but he shook his head.

“No, I’m actually jealous of you. Everyone always seems to want to be around you”

“Except Yuta”

“Yuta’s an idiot, then. You are way out of his league anyways.”

You felt yourself turning into a blushing mess and looked for a way to break the awkward silence that followed his comment.

“Wanna share another one?” you asked him, shaking the empty beer bottle on your hand and he nodded. You started getting up when you felt him put a hand on your shoulder and pick up the bottles you had finished up from the table himself. He rinsed them off and put them away to the recycling bag next to your sink, the domesticity of the action making you melt. You watched as he stood on his tiptoes to reach a lager from the top drawer of your fridge, revealing a defined set of abs and two cute dimples on his lower back. You ripped your eyes away immediately, like you were caught doing something illegal, and he walked back to his spot next to you. As soon as he sat down, he groaned and threw his head back.

“The bottle opener was on the kitchen counter. I forgot to bring it”

Without saying a word, you took the beer from his hand and placed the cap in your mouth. It was a party trick that your older brother had taught you when you were 15. After finding a stable indentation on your teeth, you manipulate the rough edges of the cap and pop the beer open. You return the glass bottle to Jaehyun, who’s looking at you incredulously.

“Fuck me, that was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen”, he breaths out and you feel your whole face burning up. You opened and closed your mouth a couple times, trying to register that someone like him thought you were hot, when you felt your phone vibrating, saving you from further embarrassing yourself.

Johnny’s picture lit up on the screen and you mentally prepared yourself for the following conversation. You and Jaehyun decided against telling anyone about your relationship being fake. It’s not that your best friend wasn’t reliable, but if you told Johnny you had to tell Jungwoo, and Jungwoo doesn’t know how to keep his mouth shut to save his life.

“John, what’s up”

“Eyy chica what took you so long?”

You looked at Jaehyun who had leaned back against the pillow of your couch and sipped on the beer you would share.

“Yeah sorry I was a little busy”

“Busy.. with Jaehyun?”

You tried to sound as nonchalant as possible, but you were still trying to recover from the previous incident.

“Yeah, he’s here”

“Ohh I see, little y/n can’t get enough of Jae’s slam dunks.. I bet he’s teaching you the bank shot, the opening tip, the double dribble, the fast break, the palming.. he sure is great for a rebound-”

You interrupted him, growing tired of his nonstop basketball innuendos.

“Why did you call me Johnny?”

“Damn, sorry, I just wanted to ask you what you wanted for your birthday”

Shit, you forgot about that.

“Just get me whatever, I don’t care, you know how much I hate celebrating anyways. I’ll get the cake myself, so no surprises”

Jaehyun lifted his brows and waited patiently for your call to end before asking:

“What are we celebrating?”

“It’s my birthday on Friday. I’m going to invite a couple people over and Johnny’s already stressing over it. Don’t worry, though, you don’t have to come”

“How can your boyfriend not come to your birthday party?”

You laugh bitterly.

“Well, it’s not like Yuta came last year. To any of my parties for that matter”

“Well, he must have made up to you somehow? Got you a very special gift or something?”

“If you count eating me out as a gift then yes. It was very rare indeed.”

You took the beer from him and took a sip yourself. You noticed he had his eyes glued on his phone, his expression gloomy.

“Is everything okay?”

He snapped out of it at the sound of your voice and turned his phone screen towards you.

It was Naeun, or rather a post on her instagram account. She had her tongue out in the picture, hugging two guys that were unfamiliar to you. You read the caption.

“One day the loser will realize that the diamond he thinks he’s playing with is actually a rock”

Jaehyun mumbled an apology. I guess he thought that you’d be a bit offended being called a ‘rock’ but you were actually feeling satisfied. Your fake relationship had managed to get her attention, and for Jaehyun’s sake, you wanted to rub it in her face even more.

You opened your camera app and placed your phone on the table next to you. He figured what you wanted to do so he sat up straighter and motioned to his lap. You’d normally be a bit hesitant to sit on him if it wasn’t for the two beers and your determination, that had fired up again due to Naeun’s words. Leaning back a bit, you set up the self-timer and he put his hands on your hips to stabilize you.

You had agreed on turning up the boldness of your pics, so you placed your hands on his neck, right under his jawline. He snaked his hands upwards and wrapped them around your waist, bringing you even closer. His eyes were glossy from the alcohol and he looked at you with an impressive calmness, considering the intimacy of your position. It seemed like he was waiting for something, the ticking of the timer urging you to take things a bit further and he nodded, as if giving you permission. You leaned in, and pressed your lips on the corner of his mouth, like you couldn’t decide on kissing his dimple or his lips.

After hearing the click you climbed down from his lap, and prayed that the photo came out in focus. Your heart couldn’t handle another retake. From the angle of the camera, it seemed like you were a couple in love, sharing a sweet kiss on the lips. You added a cute caption and tagged him, so he could repost it later on his own account.

It hadn’t been 5 minutes before your phone lit up.

yutassan replied to your story: what the fuck?

You smiled triumphantly and showed the message to Jaehyun, who laughed at Yuta’s reaction. He gave you an excuse about some forgotten homework and how it was late and he has to go.

“Remember, I’ll pick you up tomorrow from class, so wait for me”

After he left, you thought about your almost kiss and the dimples of his back for way too long.

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You exited the classroom with a growing headache. The lesson today seemed extra boring, and all you could think about was that you had to convince Johnny that it really took just three days for Jaehyun and you to officially start dating.

As promised, the pair waited for you at the end of the hallway, your best friend looking at the two of you expectantly. Jaehyun was a good actor, you thought, as he approached you before you got to reach them, meeting you halfway.

“Hey baby”, he smiled at you, the nickname turning your legs into jelly. He wrapped one arm around your shoulder, and kissed your cheek sweetly, making Johnny coo at the two of you.

“I can’t believe that I hadn’t thought about pairing the two of you together earlier”

He must have thought that the awkward body language and the silence that fell was a sign from you and Jae to leave you alone. He excused himself, saying something about “letting the young lovers swim in the pool of their love”, or something along those lines.

The two of you walked together, following the road to your next class that was just a few buildings away.

“So how has class, baby

You rolled your eyes at the insistent nickname, “you know that Johnny left us, like, 5 minutes ago, right?”

“Let me enjoy itttt”, he whined, “Naeun never let me call her anything like that”

“Why is that?”

He looked at his feet moving and frowned in thought.

“She said I was embarrassing her in front of her friends. I think she just didn’t want other guys to know that we were together”

You felt a pang of sadness and you realized that it always followed any conversation you two had about his and Naeun’s relationship.

“Well then if you call me baby, I can will you honey. Or sugarplum. Or pumpkin pie. Or-“

It was startling how fast Jaehyun pressed you up against the wall. In just a moment, he had put his hands on your waist, burying his face in your hair. You shivered when you felt his breath as he spoke against your neck.

“Yuta’s watching us”

All you could do was stay frozen in place, and listen with wide eyes.

“Huh?”

He chuckled at your response, but he replied patiently.

“Yuta? Your ex? He’s right over there. Figured we should give him a show”

And with that, he kissed you. Everything was happening so fast, that you could barely comprehend that Jaehyun, that was a stranger in the past weekend, was now making out with you at the hall, for everyone to see.

And that included Yuta.

You opened your eyes in the kiss and searched for him, spotting him with his frat buddies. His eyes were piercing through the two of you, and you saw Mark holding him back by the shoulder. The look on his face was priceless.

Jaehyun pulled back and you wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Thank you”, you whispered, “but I need one more favor”

“Anything baby”

“Slap my ass as we walk away”

Sure enough, Jaehyun took your hand and you continue your walk, momentarily stopping to make eye contact with Yuta and give you a little spank. It was something your ex loved doing on the rare occasion you two met up outside of your dorms, no matter how public the setting. You heard Mark yelling something at his ‘Yuta hyung’ and that’s when you thought, your plan just might work.

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You didn’t see Jaehyun until your birthday. It was just a small get together, but your place was starting to get a bit crowded as time went by. Johnny had been suffocating you with hugs ever since he got there, reminiscing the time you met as teenagers and calling you an old lady. Jungwoo on the other hand couldn’t stop asking about Jaehyun. You kept making excuses about how he didn’t feel so good today and might not make it. You didn’t expect him to come, of course. Just because you had agreed on fake dating, it didn’t mean that he had any obligation to be present in all your social events. The loving message he left on your Facebook wall was enough to fulfill the purpose of your current relationship.

That is why, when you heard a knock on your door, the last thing you thought you’d see was Jaehyun holding a dozen of red roses.

“Happy birthday baby!”, he exclaimed and gave you a kiss on your cheek,

“I asked Johnny about your favorite flowers, hope we got it right”

Feeling speechless, you took the roses from his hands and inhaled their sweet scent. You were dumbfounded that he actually came, and even brought you a present. You thanked him for coming, and he repeated the same thing he said back at your place, “how could your boyfriend miss your birthday?”

And even you were fooled, momentarily, when he held you by the waist later that night and sang you happy birthday. You blew your candles and all you could wish for was a love like the one Jaehyun was faking for you. He helped you clean up, and was more than willing to socialize with all of your friends. You admired how well he fitted in your social circle, already friends with Johnny and Jungwoo, yet so nice that even people he met for the first time came to love him.

You were sitting on one of your dining chairs, your two best friends already passed out on your couch. They had brought two bottles of vodka and your favorite tequila, but you weren’t in the mood to drink. You couldn’t help but remember the time when you practically begged Yuta to be there on your special day and he still missed it. You were scared that if you got a little drunk you would text him, or worse, call him, his sweet talk bringing you back to him all over again.

The only sounds resonating through your apartment were Jungwoo’s light snoring and a chill Spotify playlist playing from your laptop. A familiar tune came on, and you recognized it being ‘Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby’ by Cigarettes After Sex. You immediately looked at Jaehyun, the only conscious person still at the party other than you. He threw his head back and sighed contently at the sound of his favorite song. You saw him get up and walk over to you, reaching his hand out.

“Will the birthday girl spare me a dance?”

You slow danced in the middle of your living room, ending the night in the sweetest note. Jaehyun always felt so stable, so safe. You wondered how he got himself tangled up in that mess of a relationship with Naeun. Maybe it was the way he treated people with such kindness, void of any prejudice. Maybe he was a little bit like you, and didn’t think he deserved much.

“She’s crazy” you mumble against his chest, his confused hum making you feel the vibration on your face.

“Naeun. She’s crazy for ever cheating on someone like you. You’re perfect”

“I have my flaws”

You thought about how competitive he got when you played beer pong earlier, how his ears get red when he gets embarrassed, how he shows his dimpled smile in apology when he’s late. His love for drinking and how it makes him more honest, his trust in people that must have gotten him hurt many, many times. You liked them all, you loved them all.

“It’s just so hard for someone not to fall in love with you”

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And that’s how the days went by with Jaehyun. You met up almost every day, in restaurants for a nice dinner, or hanging out in each other’s dorm. It was so much fun getting to spend time with him, that you sometimes forgot to make your meetup public on social media. You helped him with his math homework, and he helped you dye your hair. You even went to his basketball game, and he dedicated one of his goals to you, following every teen movie cliche.

You felt a little sad how it was all falling to an end. The plan was successful, for the most part. Naeun had asked Jaehyun to meet up later tonight, talk things through. You wished he wouldn’t go back to her, but you knew you had no real say in his love life. Yuta saw that he didn’t own you, that there were people like Jaehyun that were willing to give you what your ex had promised you, but wasn’t able to give. Well, not really, you reminded yourself. Jaehyun was faking it. You shouldn’t let yourself get lost in the fairytale, even if the past two weeks were some of the best of your life. He had proposed that you claim that the reason for your upcoming ‘breakup’ was differences in character, but you decided to stay friends. You were happy that at least, in the midst of all this mess, you met someone like him.

It was Saturday, a day before the frat party. You had invited him over, celebrate the end of your relationship with some pizza and a movie.

The movie was boring, but Jaehyun made you laugh. It reminded you of the first time the two of you met up alone. You had gotten comfy on your couch, sharing popcorn when you noticed. A huge bruise was peeking out from Jaehyun’s tank top, the dark color contrasting against his porcelain skin.

“What the hell?!” you exclaimed and scooted closer to him. You rushed your hands on his chest, your fingers pushing the fabric aside to examine the bruise. You found even more bruises scattered around it, accompanied with scratches that stretched longer than his top could.

“It was from the game the other day”, he tried to excuse, but you weren’t buying it.

“Jae, I was there. You played basketball, not WWE. Now who did this to you?”

He sighed and fidgeted with a loose string on his jeans, clearly uncomfortable.

“When I caught Naeun with my roommate, and broke up with her, she didn’t take it very well”

You kept staring at him, urging him to continue.

“She started calling me names, saying that she’s the best I’ll ever have. That I’m worthless without her, just a social climber trying to mooch off of her popularity”

He motioned on his torso, “When I kicked her out of my place, this happened”

“Is that the first time she acted violent?”

He shook his head. “Pretty much every time she didn’t get her way”

“Jae”, you started, placing your hands on top of his “this is abuse. Have you ever talked to anyone about it?”

“It’s- it’s nothing. It’s embarrassing”

“No it’s not! Abuse is not exclusive to any gender! Guys get affected by it too!”

“It’s embarrassing because I know I can physically stop her but I don’t”

His eyes were starting to water, the sight was heartbreaking. “I sit there frozen and just take it”

“Why?”

“Because part of me believes her. That I’m hopeless without someone like her, dictating what I can and cannot do. I don’t need a shrink to tell me that it’s sick. I have these bruises to remind me”

You were starting to get angry. Angry at that bitch for hurting him, angry at Jaehyun who puts up with it, angry at you, for not seeing past the obvious like everyone else.

“I’m not letting you go see her tonight”

He laughs at you, putting up an invisible barrier between you.

“Not letting me? Wake up y/n! We’re not a real couple, remember? We’re just faking it to satisfy our selfish needs. This whole thing is pointless”

He stormed to the door and you tried to stop him, but he was too riled up for that.

“You’re going to forget about me as soon as this whole circus is over, just like everyone else”

“How can you accuse me like that when you haven’t even let me be a part of your life for real?”

“Because now you’ve met me. Me. With all my ugly, all my fucking bruises. Is it still so hard not to fall in love with me?”

With that, he closed your door with a bang, not even letting you answer that yes, it was impossible not to fall in love with Jung Jaehyun.

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History seemed to repeat itself, as you got a text from him the next morning, that you didn’t expect.

jaehyunnie: let’s meet outside of the frat at 10:30, i’ll bring the booze.

And that’s what you did, showing up with your shortest skirt, spotting Jaehyun sitting a few meters from the frat’s entrance. He was laying against the wall, his eyes red, and he gave you the same smile he always did when he saw you, as if your fight yesterday never happened.

“Hey baby” he said and pulled you in for a hug. You couldn’t resist the invitation, and felt yourself melting in his embrace. He smelled like weed and shower gel.

It was nice, how he proclaimed your truce, but you still had to get something off your chest.

“Listen, Jae, about last night, you were right. This whole thing is pointless. We can go home, if you want”

“No baby”, he started and pulled away just enough to look at you. His eyes were droopy but glancing back at you with such care as he moved a strand of hair out of your face, “we’re here to have fun”

You wondered why he was still willing to come to the party with you as your boyfriend. Maybe he wanted to do you one last favor with Yuta, or maybe he wasn’t done indulging in Naeun’s petty games. You looked at his forearms, noticing a few scratches that weren’t there yesterday.

“I’m guessing you and Naeun didn’t make up last night”

He shook his head, and rubbed his hands on your back, keeping your temper down.

“Did you get in a fight?”

“Something like that”

You didn’t know what came over you. It was anger and protectiveness, possessiveness even. You laced your fingers in his locks, letting his head rest against the wall. If Naeun wanted you to speak in her language, then so be it.

You started kissing his neck, on that part on the side that is tender and sensitive. You heard passerbys whistling at the two of you, seemingly getting it on in public. Your licks and sucks weren’t meant for pleasure though, you had a goal and that was to leave a bruise. A statement for Naeun.

You walked in the building hand in hand and followed Jae to the kitchen, where he poured you a drink out of the bottle he brought along. Looking around, you sensed a couple familiar faces staring back at you from the crowd. Taeyong from class, Mark and Ten, and last but not least, Naeun. You downed the drink in one shot and lead Jaehyun to the dance floor.

He put his hands on your hips, and swayed you at the sound of some club song you weren’t familiar with. You ground your ass against him and he hissed, keeping you close against him. A little voice in your head was screaming how this isn’t real, to him this is all pretend, but you ignored it. You wanted her to think that he was yours, that she couldn’t hurt him anymore.

“Why are you doing this to me y/n? Yuta’s not even around”

Jae turned you around, and you put your hands on his shoulders. He looked absolutely breathtaking tonight. You searched his face for a flaw, yet couldn’t find any. You wouldn’t change a single thing on him.

“She’s here” you said venomously.

He buried his face in your neck, inhaling the smell of your hair and trying to ground himself from his high. “I don’t give a fuck about Naeun”

He kissed your ear and your mind fogged up even more.

“She didn’t ask me to meet up yesterday, I did. I wanted to tell her that she and I were done, for good. I thought she wouldn’t be here tonight, but I guess she changed her mind”

What?

“Then why are you here? And why did you let me give you that big ass hickey?”

He stopped nibbling on your ear, and whispered to it instead.

“I’d never miss up on a chance to feel yours”

The bodies dancing next to you, the liquer you had downed a few minutes ago and Jaehyun’s words were getting too much to handle. You felt suffocated, unable to distinguish where reality ended and pretending began with you two.

“Jae, I need a moment, excuse me”

Releasing yourself from his grasp, you made your way to the kitchen. There wasn’t any fresh air, but there was plenty of booze. You poured yourself a shot and as you downed it, you felt another liquid trickling down your top.

You looked up to find out who managed to make this night even worse for you, only to come across the last person you needed to see tonight. Yuta.

“Shit I’m sorry”, he muttered and you avoided eye contact, thinking you’d manage to get away without him realizing it was you. Luck wasn’t on your side tonight.

“Well well well. Long time no see.”

Confidence was dripping from his smile, to his stance, to the way he looked at you. He had dyed his hair your favorite color, his white locks begging to be tugged and played with. To top it all off, he smelled good, so, so good. He smelled dangerous. Comfortable.

You immediately realized that you didn’t have the self control needed to resist him. Turning on your heel, you started to get the hell out of there when he held your wrist, keeping you in place.

“Wait, I’m sorry, you can’t stay like this, you’ll catch a cold”

“Since when are you worried about me?”

“C’mon y/n, please. Come upstairs, I’ll give you a clean shirt. No funny business, I promise”

You hated yourself for this, but you followed him upstairs to his room, like a pray falling right into the hunter’s trap. He closed the door behind him, muting the loud music and you sat on his bed that you were so familiar with. Looking through his closet, he passed you one of his t-shirts, and turned around to let you change with some privacy. It was comical how chivalrous he was acting, considering the unspeakable things you’ve done in here.

“Not like you’ll see something you haven’t seen already”, you murmured and he chuckled, raising his hands.

“Hey, I’m a gentleman. It’s my fault, after all. I have a habit of getting you wet.”

Blushing at his comment, you quickly changed into the clean shirt and felt the bed dip next to you. You thanked him under your breath and started getting up, when you felt him hold you back once again.

“Stay, just a moment. I’ve missed you”

“What do you want?”

“You, baby”

Yuta was the one who said it, but you swore you felt Jaehyun’s voice reverberating through the nickname. Suddenly, it felt like there was no air for you to breathe.

“That’s not happening, Yuta. I’m with Jaehyun now”

He scoffed, “Jaehyun? Naeun’s puppy? Come on now, we both know you can do better than that”

“Don’t talk about him like that”, you bite back, but he doesn’t budge.

“What kind of boyfriend leaves his girl alone in a party like this?” He grips your chin, making you stare at him face to face, impossibly close. “Look at you. Every single guy in this party wants to fuck you. You expect me to be ok with this?”

Yuta lets his other hand glide on your knee, moving up to your thigh slowly. He smiled at how easy it was to focus on him.

“Do you remember how I made you feel? How I reminded you that you’re mine? You were moaning so loud, Mark thought you’d pass out. You loved it.”

You wanted to scream, tell him that this was the past you, that you couldn’t take going back to him once again and get your heart broken one more time, but you felt helpless around him. The warm feeling was only temporary, it would soon evaporate when you face the fact that to him, you are nothing but a play toy, a possession.

And that’s when Jaehyun barged in through the door. His eyes moved frantically from Yuta’s hands on your thighs, to his band tee you wore, to your discarded top on the floor. He quickly turned red, the color spreading from his neck to his face, then landing on his ears.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my girlfriend?”

You instantly got up, following his thought sequence.

“It’s not what it looks like! He spilled his drink on me and gave me a clean shirt and..and..”

“And you decided to sit on his lap to thank him?”, he mocked you and Yuta laughed.

“Calm down, dude. I didn’t make her do anything. Besides, it’s not the first time y/n found her way over here after some disappointing dick”

Jaehyun grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up from the bed, forcing him to stand and face him. You moved between the two, trying to stop the catastrophe that was about to happen. Jae might have more muscle power than Yuta, but if the whole frat ganged up on him he would have to leave this place in a stretcher.

“Jaehyun please, let’s just go. Baby, please”

The nickname was the only thing that brought him out of his rage and made him listen to you. He let go of Yuta and took your hand, dragging you out of the room.

You were two hallways down when you pulled away, forcing him to stop.

“Why did you have to get so mad?”

“Why the fuck did you go back to him?”

“I didn’t! It was just.. so hard for me to tell him no”

You felt your eyes water with how pathetic you sounded. Jaehyun rubbed his hands over his face, groaning in frustration.

“Don’t you understand how much it fucking hurts? To see you with that guy that treats you like shit when I’m right here, willing to give you everything? When I’m in love with you?”

You couldn’t process what he said because in a moment, his mouth was on yours. The kiss was so different than the one you shared at the hallway of your campus. It was passionate, it was rough, and this time, he monopolized your attention. His lips were determined to bruise into yours, leaving you breathless and causing your back to fall against a wall. It was crowded around you, eyes prying into your intimate moment but to you, the only person around was Jaehyun.

“You smell like him”, he growled, sucking on the tender spot under your ear, “makes me wanna fuck his scent off of you”

That was all you needed to hear. You led him to the frat’s guest room, knowing that Taeil always kept a spare key in the lamp next to the door. Unlocking the door seemed like a tour de force with Jaehyun leaving open mouthed kisses on your neck, but you finally managed to stumble inside. You locked the door behind you, continuing your heated kiss, hands roaming around each other’s body.

He was taller than you, so when you felt him grab your ass with such eagerness, you almost lifted off the ground. You palmed him through his jeans, the roughness of his hard on making your panties stick from wetness just a bit more.

“I want to taste you” you managed through kisses, but he just unzipped your skirt as a response, pulling it to the floor in one hasty move. Petting your clit through your underwear, a shiver ran down your spine, spreading goosebumps all over your arms and legs.

“I don’t think I have the patience for that”

He walked you backwards towards the guest bed, taking his pants and shirt off along the way. You sat on the edge of it and admired his godly proportions, when you took notice of the bruises and scratches that led to your fight on Saturday. Suddenly feeling the need to slow down, you started leaving kisses over each and every one of them. You wanted him to trust you, give in to you completely. He had his flaws just like he said, but you wanted all of him. And you wanted him now.

“I need you, now”, you voiced your thoughts and helped him take off his boxers, revealing his hard cock. He was thick and decently long, making your mouth water and your pussy clench.

Towering on top of you, he removed your panties that were embarrassingly damp at this point, and by his smirk, you knew he noticed.

Jaehyun bent your legs next to your torso, making you expose all of you. He licked his lips as he dove into your lower ones, muttering praises about your “pretty pussy”, turning you impossibly wet.

Jung Jaehyun never disappoints, you thought, because the moment you felt the first lap over your sensitive bud, you got a taste of heaven. He alternated between licking and sucking over the spot that turned you into putty against him. You were already unbearably turned on at this point, and the changing pace of his tongue made you lose your mind.

Your pants and moans only seemed to urge him on, and after a few minutes of his careful treatment you felt yourself getting close. He must have sensed it, because when you grabbed the bedpost in an effort to stop shaking, he stood on his knees, and reached for a condom in his wallet.

You didn’t have time to complain about the denial of your orgasm, and started taking Yuta’s shirt off, when he grabbed your hands and placed them back on their previous position on the headboard.

“Don’t”, he said sternly as he lined himself up your entrance, “I want to fuck you in his shirt”

There was no time to think about whether his request was healthy or not, because when you felt him stretch you out, the only thing on your mind was him and his dick.

You let out a deep moan and he took it as a sign to screw himself deeper inside you. Your pussy gushed uncontrollably, filling the room with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin. You unlaced your fingers and ran them down his back, ghosting them over the dimples that had affected you so much.

Jaehyun lowered himself, letting his chest touch yours, and you could feel his abs contracting over the fabric of Yuta’s shirt.

“I bet he’s never eaten you out like that, yeah?”

“N-no, never, ahh”

He sat up again, putting your legs over his shoulders and lifted your butt off the mattress, gripping your hips to steady himself before continuing his incredible pace.

“You’re mine, aren’t you baby? Mine to give you everything.”

The position felt divine. He was hitting it incredibly deep, reaching the spot that had you moaning so loud you were thankful for the unbearably loud music of the party. You were sure his fingers would leave a mark over your hipbones but you didn’t care, the pain only accentuating the warm feeling in your belly.

“J-Jae don’t stop - fuck don’t stop I’m gonna cum”

He leaned over, grabbing your face that was contorting in pleasure.

“Look at me when you cum for me”, he demanded, and when you rolled your eyes behind your head, letting go, he let out his first moan for the night.

He kissed your lips sweetly, helping you ride out your high.

“You’re so beautiful, my baby. So, so beautiful”, he praised and you submitted fully to him. He turned your body around, positioning you in all fours, and you wondered where the gentle boy you met at Johnny’s house went. His dick buried in you once again, spreading your juices around and the sensitivity of your previous orgasm made you aware of every single inch.

“So fucking tight”

Jaehyun didn’t go easy on you. He saw how much you liked it, how you were pushing your ass against his cock. He pounded in and out of you with the intention of fucking your thoughts out, and that’s just what he did. When the feeling got too much, and making any sort of noise seemed like a feat, you felt him push your hair back, and start biting on your neck, most definitely leaving a mark.

“I’m gonna cum. Fuck, I’m gonna cum”, he muttered, his voice wavering and you felt him release in the condom inside you.

It took a while for the both of you to regain your breaths. Jaehyun’s chest was heaving up and down as you rest your head on top of it, not brave enough to break the silence.

“I’m sorry”, he finally said and started petting your hair lovingly.

“About what?”

The bed was foreign and small but you both stayed still, wanting to bask a little more in the peacefulness of the moment.

“About getting so possessive, and saying all these things out of jealousy. I acted just like him..”

You kissed his left peck, listening to his heart that was starting to beat in a faster pace.

“Jaehyun, you’re nothing like Yuta. I get how you felt, I feel the same way when I think about you with Naeun”

He took your hand that was resting on his abs and planted a kiss on your palm. Your heart did a flip and you were pressed so close together, he sure must have felt it.

“I should have told you about her sooner. About the fights and how I let her go because of you. I was in denial about my feelings for you because-“

He stopped mid sentence, wary of the way his words would come off to you. Jaehyun was a proud man, but he opened up his heart tonight, admitting he was in love with you. He had already exposed so much of himself that you gave him the time he needed to organize his thoughts.

“Because I was insecure. That you would never like someone like me. That Naeun was right. That you were only interested in playing pretend with me and didn’t mean any of the things you said, and I let myself get carried away in a lie”

You and Jaehyun were two lost souls, trying to break free from the constraints your insecurities built up for you. You didn’t have to succumb to your masochistic tendencies anymore, wasting your time in heartless lovers because now you found him and he found you. Both unable to see any value in themselves, but more that willing to treasure the other. And that was enough for you.

“I’d be honored to be loved by someone like you. Baby.”