#he just seems like the type of dude to treat his friends to ice cream idk
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one-of-many-mothmen ¡ 1 year ago
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I feel like you can tell when u befriend Jon. Like he acts very calm and monotone, and when he likes u its like a switch flips and he's infodumping about the history of clocks and arthurian lore. Imagine being an assistant and your very cold, calculated boss starts telling you shrimp facts.
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puttersmile ¡ 4 months ago
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Crittertember Day 9: In Your AU
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Excuse me as I shamelessly self indulge. Double induldge because I'm claiming this as a Crittertember Entry lmao. Day 9! "In Your AU"
This is a pretty loose AU. Pretty much everything I draw could be considered AU because what even is canon for the Smiling Critters? But I like to call this my "Critter Island" AU. (Or CritterCrossing) Simply because I headcanon that they live in a place called Critter Cove Isle. I basically treat it like a playground of ideas inspired by MLP, Animal Crossing and other stuff I like.
The OC is originally from This Post.
I wrote a short story about Kickin and my OC meeting for the first time. If you want then read below!
Self indulgent shipping stuff: First Meeting
It was a blistering summer day, and Sandy Paw Beach  was packed with critters enjoying the sun, surf, and sand. Kickin Chicken was in his element, surrounded by his usual entourage of fans. His athletic prowess, smooth confidence, and laid-back attitude had made him a local celebrity. Today, he was out there impressing everyone with his latest trick—a complicated, gravity-defying flip off the side of the pier into the ocean. 
“Yo, Kickin, that was sick!” one of the critters cheered, clapping him on the back as he stepped out of the water, flipping his wet feathers in an effortlessly cool way. 
“Ye-hah, you nailed it, dude!” another chimed in, eyes wide with admiration.
Kickin smirked, shaking off the water and casually throwing on his sunglasses. 
“Eh, no biggie,” he said, trying to downplay it. “When I was born my mom thought I was a penguin, y’know?”
His group of fans chuckled, hanging onto his every word. As they headed back toward the pier to grab some ice cream, one of the critters in the group glanced over at the lifeguard tower and scoffed.
“Ugh, there she is again,” an otter critter named Mia muttered, nudging her friend. “The weird lifeguard.”
Kickin raised an eyebrow, his attention pulled to where Mia was looking. At the lifeguard tower sat Jersey Shoals, a cow critter, her gaze steady as she surveyed the beach. She was calm and quiet, the wind playing with her short, ocean-swept hair as she sat atop the tower, her lifeguard vest loose around her shoulders.
“What’s weird about her?” Kickin asked, though his tone was still casual. He wasn’t the type to get caught up in gossip, but something about the way Mia said it piqued his curiosity.
“She’s, like, always so quiet and stares off into space,” Mia replied. “Barely talks to anyone, and when she does, it’s like... I dunno, she just acts kinda... different. People say she’s, like, in her own world or something.”
“Yeah,” another critter chimed in. “I heard she’s…excuse the language, a bit slow?  Probably not all there, y’know?”
Kickin shrugged, not particularly interested in the details. “Whatever,” he said, brushing it off as he strutted toward the ice cream stand. “She’s just doing her job.”
But as they passed the tower, Kickin couldn’t help but glance up at Jersey again. There was something different about her, but not in the way his beach pals had been suggesting. She seemed...focused. Like she was tuned into something deeper than the noise around her. She wasn’t gawking at the athletes and body builders on the beach, wasn't trying to impress anyone. She just... was.
Suddenly, as if on cue, a loud shriek broke through the chatter of the beachgoers. Kickin turned his head in time to see a kid flailing in the water, caught by a rough current. The lifeguard tower’s alarm sounded, but Jersey was already in motion.
Without a second’s hesitation, she leapt from the tower, her movements swift and precise. She sprinted toward the water, cutting through the crowd with ease, while the beachgoers began to panic. Kickin watched, caught off guard by the sudden change in pace.
Jersey hit the water with purpose, diving beneath the waves in a practiced motion. The kid had gone under for a moment, but she found him quickly, pulling him to the surface with a strength that surprised everyone watching. With measured, powerful strokes, she swam back to shore, cradling the terrified kid in her arms.
By the time she reached the beach, the crowd had gathered, buzzing with concern and admiration. Jersey laid the kid gently on the sand, checking him over as he coughed up water. 
“You’re okay, kiddo. Just breathe,” she said softly, her voice calm and steady.
The kid’s parents rushed over, thanking Jersey profusely, but she barely acknowledged the attention. Once the child was safe, she simply nodded and made her way back toward the tower, shaking off the water without a word, completely focused on her duties.
Kickin’s groupies watched the whole thing in stunned silence. Mia shifted uncomfortably, glancing at the ground as one of the others nudged her in the side. As if to say “Ahem. You were saying?”
“Well... okay, that was pretty cool, I guess,” she muttered, clearly embarrassed by her earlier comment.
Kickin, however, was still staring at Jersey as she walked back to her post. His sunglasses were pushed up, and for the first time that day, he was speechless. That girl who they had called “weird” had just saved a life without a second thought. No showing off, no need for applause. Just action.
Something stirred in him. She was different, all right—but in a way that made him curious. She wasn’t like the others around him, constantly seeking attention or validation. Jersey Shoals had her own rhythm, and that was something Kickin couldn’t help but admire, even if he didn’t understand it yet.
As Jersey reached the base of the tower, she glanced back, her gaze meeting Kickin’s for just a brief second. She didn’t smile, didn’t wave—just a quiet, steady look that lingered for a moment before she turned away and climbed back up to her station.
Kickin blinked, realizing he had been staring. He quickly composed himself, his usual cocky grin returning. “Alright, y’all go ahead,” he said, waving off his friends. “I’ll catch up in a minute.”
As they headed off toward the ice cream stand, Kickin lingered by the edge of the beach, his eyes drifting back toward the lifeguard tower. Maybe she wasn’t weird. Maybe she was just different. And honestly that was something he found intriguing. 
With one last glance at Jersey, he turned and jogged to catch up with his pals, but his mind kept wandering back to the girl on the tower, wondering about what made her tick.
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astroid-wanderer ¡ 7 months ago
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Your First Meeting
It was a quiet night at the little supermarket, a few people here and there, mostly buying beer or midnight snacks. It was easier this way you figured, a calmer and smoother way to ingrain and digest the culture of regular everyday life without being thrust into the middle of lunch rush traffic, whether that be on the road or in the crosswalk. At first you questioned why they were so big, and now you know through experience. It’s been about a year since you moved to Japan, scrounging up your money and moving away from your small apartment to move into… another small apartment. But this time, you’re on your own! No friends randomly popping in your house, no parents breathing down your neck about when you’re going to do this and that. It was freeing at first, until you actually moved here; the social norms and everyday things were so different from what you were used to. Not to mention the language, sure you studied hard and nailed the basics, but having to use it while absorbing new material was proving difficult.
You sighed and glanced at the small freezer section, looking for a particular brand of ice cream that you’ve come to enjoy. Mumbling to yourself as you scan the flavor options you notice a man standing a couple feet from you. He looks… well he looks like he got hit by a bus if you’re being honest. Usually people look tired at this time of night but he looks like he hasn’t slept for the past two weeks. Although there’s something about him that seems interesting, almost… attractive. Was it his tired eyes? The scar underneath one? His cute nose? Or maybe how his lips turned in a slight pout? Or maybe… you were just tired yourself. You slid your eyes back to the freezer, looking for something to hold you over for the next week. Against your better judgement, you slide your eyes to look at him again, taking in his appearance again, until you notice that he’s standing right in front of your
Favorite. 
Ice. 
Cream. 
Damn, forget about how that guy may or may not be your type, he’s blocking the way to your well deserved ice cream. What’s more important, your lust for hot disheveled dudes or the craving for sweet treats? Slowly his eyes move and meet yours and for some reason, instead of quickly looking away like a normal person, you keep eye contact, staring back at him. In your mind, you’re showing a great deal of strength and confidence, showing clearly that you need him to move out of the way for you to be able to receive your iced joy in a tub. In his mind… well, you probably look like a weirdo staring him down at 11:00 at night for no apparent reason. After a few moments, you realize how awkward and embarrassing this is, a hot blush creeping onto your face and making your ears red. You decide that you’ll just ask him to move like you should’ve done 15 seconds ago. In very broken Japanese you mumble,
“Uh- um, koto ga deki… uh…” The man turn his body to you and looks at you curiously before shaking his head slightly. 
“I speak English, use it if that’s easier.” He shrugs slightly and looks at you with a slight smile. You freeze, grateful he wasn’t mean to you and knows English, but is your Japanese really that bad? On the other hand, his voice wasn’t too bad. Low and a little gravelly, but not too much were it was annoying. You clear your throat and point to the ice cream in the freezer in front of him.
“I want that. Please, move…?” He slightly nods and steps back, allowing you to open the door and grab the pint. You back up and accidentally bump into his side. How tired were you? Careless mistake after mistake, you’re close to just passing out when you get home instead of the binge watching and ice cream eating marathon that you’d planned. He shuffles a step to the side awkwardly looking at you and then looking away. 
“Um, Arigato” You mumble looking down at your ice cream, the purple packaging reading out “Subete shizen'na! All Natural!” He stares at you and nods his head, but he keeps looking at you like he wants to say something. After you take a step back to begin shuffling away from the mysterious handsome stranger, he clears his throat and starts to talk but fails again, causing you both to remain in an awkward stalemate. Both of you stare at the floor, or at each others clothes, to avoid the awkwardness of looking at the other’s face. Eventually he speaks.
“You like cats?” You blink, confused. He points to your bag, you look to find a cat charm you picked up at an arcade a few months ago.
“Oh, yeah. They’re pretty cute.” You look at him, and smile a little while talking, and he hides a little bit of his face into his scarf. A weird fashion choice but okay, you’re not any better at the moment. You watch as he pulls something out of his pocket, a cat charm, similar to yours but of a different breed, a fluffy Maine coon. You’re eyes widen a bit and your smile grows, his seems to as well.
“How’d you find that one? I don’t remember seeing it at all when I played at the arcade.” You mutter looking over the charm, he places it in your hand to your confusion and smirks a little, then he starts to walk off down the aisle. You stand there a little stunned for a second or two before speed walking down to gently take his hand.
“Wait.” You whisper before taking your charm off your bag, “have this one, then.” Taking his hand, you slide the cat charm onto it. It’s a sleepy black cat, it suits him if you’re honest. You smile up at him and he gives a soft grin down to you.
“I’ll find a different one to give you next time.” He murmurs, and you nod, promising yourself to go back to the arcade the moment you get a chance. You bow before walking back up the aisle towards the register, and he steps out of the store, his phone ringing.
“Yare Yare.” He sighs before using his capture weapon to leap on top of the building and to the villain in the next town.
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sneakerdoodle ¡ 3 years ago
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anyway i am thinking about Hunter really really leaning into his role as the oldest kid in his baby sister*'s weird little gang and being sort of pathetic about it
(*Luz tries to bite him every time he calls her that but he is secretly very sappy about the sound of it)
at first he's soooo awkward and nervous and comparatively gangly and does not know how to Behave but he's doing his best sort of muddling through it all. the gang can't figure out if their hang outs stress him out more than give him a positive social experience, but just have to trust him that he does enjoy their company
he braves into vulnerability ones and asks "so, uhm... would Ed and Em be good people to ask about, uh- sibling things??", and Luz and Amity reply "no" in unison, so he talks to Viney instead. she's like, "okay dude, this feels sort of too utilitarian for a friendly chat, but sure, if that's what you need". they get boba tea and lean on fences awkwardly as Viney tells about keeping her sister safe like making sure she doesn't fall down acid puddles, and Hunter's like, "do you need to watch them for stuff like that??" and Viney says "uh, duh, she's like, five", and Hunter has to realize the sibling experience is not unviersal. they still get more boba sometimes tho
he does end up asking the twins for advice out of desperation, and their verison is, "your sacred duty as an older sibling is keeping your lil sis and her dork friends out of trouble when you can, but making sure parents never know what they get up to, or you'll be getting them into trouble instead". Hunter's a fucked up little boy so he does not have a good enough understanding of what "trouble" would look like (Ed and Em's perspective is quite skewed too tbf), so the next time the gang like, sneak some knock-off snacks that make you puke fire onto their sleepovers when explicitly told to "not burn the house down" (a truly unfortunate use of the hyperbolic sentiment), Hunter spends the entire time incredibly stressed. at the end what gives them all away is his own fearful fretting, and Eda patiently explains to him in private that the way he was treated was not fair to him, that she would never subject him or anyone else to anything of the sort, and that the main form of reprecussion in the Bad Girl Coven is not getting to choose what ice cream flavours get included into the monthly treat haul shopping list. how kids make stupid choices, and a good chunk of them are the kind of stupid she enables, and anything else should mostly be handled via a calm and transparent conversation about personal safety. he has a lot of feelings about that
if they ever go to the human realm for an extended stay Hunter does his best to get a driver's license to drive everyone to the mall and stuff. i don't think it necessarily goes well but he tries his darnest. he ends up being the older friend others send off the get tickets to a gorey horror movie and he is incredibly confused about why HE is the one who has to do that, until it all clicks while he's already at the counter. so then he gets so so nervous the cashier actually asks for his id to make sure he himself is sixteen already. he doesn't really, have one??? he tries to identify himself as "the golden guard" and the person is like "yeaah, idk what that means. whatever tho here you go"
he basically volunteers as a near-constant chaperone and Camila is skeptical at first but accepts. she seems pretty serious about it so Hunter becomes slightly more aware of the dangers the Demon realm actually presents, and gets nervous about disappointing her. there is about a week or two where he seems pretty on edge but things remain their normal type of weird and everyone is still pretty good at taking care of each other, and he is very happy to be a part of that, but also very ready to be the one taking responsibility if anything serious does go down
i think he's very fascinated with and confused by this new form of responsibility: it coming from his heart, rather than something imposed on him. it's concerning the well-being and safety of people he actually cares about, who do their best to uplift and protect each other and himself, whom he is so ready to protect with all he has. if anything genuinely bad happened to them while Hunter was around he would probably feel extremely guilty (and they would all be there to comfort that). but at the end of the day it's that, no one is forcing a responsibility that he is not ready for onto him. he feels responsible because he cares, and because he believes he has the knowledge and skills to help keep his younger (and less, child soldier-trained,) friends safe. and no authority figure would actually punish him if he ever felt like he "failed" to do so; they'd be just as equally concerned with his well-being and safety
all that said, if something explodes during glyph experiments and the room is fully covered with a thick layer of green goo, it's a race between him and Luz to who can pin the blame on the other first
i really like the idea of Hunter watching these younger kids quietly, in more and more awe. he genuinely thinks they're amazing. there is so much to them, so much vibrancy and talent and vision, and there is so much honesty in their friendship with each other. he feels like he's learning a lot from being around them, about his friends, about friendships, about himself
once he mellows out a little bit from being a jittery wrangle of nerves, he is snarkier and snappier, trying desperately to get that cool older brother vibe going; but when it really comes down to it, he is their BIGGEST hype man around. he notices Gus getting quiet and prompts him to share in confidence, and it's tricky because for Gus, it's the very isolation from his peer group that makes him feel inadequate sometimes. talking about it to yet another older kid is a challenge because some part of him feels desperate to not acknowledge their age difference, to "fit in". but Hunter is so so understanding, because - hey, it's so lonely to be a severly traumatized teen. you don't necessarily have the same experience as any other of your peers - you've had to deal with shit they never even had to imagine going through. but searching for understanding from people older than him is not necessarily helpful, either. it's like he's living out an entirely different version of teenhood that only a person with a similar experience would be able to connect to
and Gus gets that so much. they can't give each other intimate understanding of what their respective experiences feel like - but they find solidarity in their weird isolation, and encourage each other to still enjoy other people's company, even if they can't quite understand them, cause, hey - they care about each other a lot. would be a bummer if they let their different histories keep them from nerding out at the library or mauling each other at flyer derby training (everything is fair game on the field and sometimes violence is a bonding experience)
Willow's been putting so much work into building a social life she is happy with, becoming more and more confident, feeling more and more celebrated; she's so much more involved with other students' lives and hobbies now! but it's hard to not get down on herself when things don't seem to work out, and her bullies are much less prominent now, but they're still around, and she spent so much time so deeply lonely that the feeling just, comes back sometimes. and Hunter is dumbfounded because she is genuinely one of the coolest people he's ever met. he sees how far she's come since she was lonely, isolated, rejected on the grounds of her perceived inadequacy, and he is bewildered by the fact that the rejection ever happened at all. Willow is a freaking star! that, of course, makes him have Feelings about whether he ever deserved his rejection in turn. they're a lot to process and he takes his time doing that. but he doesn't hesitate even for a second before showering Willow in all the validation in the world and acting out all of her greatest flyer derby feats in great detail with dramatic explosion sounds (Willow snorts as she reminds him nothing actually blew up but he ignores her). he gives her impromptu piggy back rides to shake her up while shouting Emerald Entrails cheers and it is incredibly embarrassing
there is obviously a lot of room for relatability for him and Amity, and it's more her inviting him in on the solidairty she and the twins already share. Hunter's been alone in this for so long, they want to give him space to express it all without necessarily unloading to much onto him. sometimes, though, Amity still needs someone outside of her family to be traumatized around. Ed and Em always had each other, and their relationship with their parents is different from Amity's in many ways; and even if things have been better lately, there were still many times their shared abuse made them and Amity act toward each other in ways that were hurtful
Hunter understands that; understands how a toxic environment makes it so much more difficult to be better to each other. he's seen it way too many times. he wants Amity to know she is safe to express and share that here, that she can hurt, that she can be horrified at the implications of tattling on the twins to their parents - without knowing for sure how severe of a punishment their mother would come up with. to feel awful about the way she treated Willow for years, and Luz for months. (weeks???? however long it was.) and he also wants to learn from her, because she's so grown from that so, so much. he wants to support her, to watch her grow into healthier and healthier bonds, a more and more secure image of herself - and he wants to understand what makes her current relationships so good, so solid, so mature and communicative
it's so easy to imagine him and Luz bonding over their shared passions, and... so difficult to imagine them relating emotinally fgdhjs, to me personally at least. it's the siblinghood of it all. their form of emotional support is elbowing each other and calling the other person "egghead" whenever one of them gets bummed out before showing them a funny pensta post. Hunter does worry about not being able to be there for Luz in all the way she might need him to be, and it's not like many people can understand what she's going through. she is learning to be more and more open with her friends, though, and Eda is in on most of her life events either way, and he feels pretty safe leaving his sister in the hands of a more experienced and very freaking cool adult. he's still on the lookout for low moods and always ready to cheer her up however he can. on a rare occassion, he'd offer her emotional honesty, too, but Luz is like, "respectfully, you have no emotional intelligence whatsoever, and also, ew, gross /aff"
anyway!!! i just!!! am so invested into him caring deeply for all these other younger kids and wanting desperately to be a good presence and influence in their lives; but he does not quite know what sort of Guidance he can give them, and that's sort of embarrassing at times; but also, his unrelenting care and adoration towards all of them and his readiness to relate to them and encourage them, showing them how amazing they are at working with their circumstance, how much he sees in them from his place in life and personal experience, is so so meaningful and good for all of them. also: stupid shenanigans
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astringofmadhousefloozies ¡ 3 years ago
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The Birthday Fic
Several months in the making. Started around Ruggie’s birthday (Which is why he’s the opener) completed long past my own birthday.
Content warning for coarse language, sexuality, mentions of illness and the medication needed for managing it, and getting wildly horny to a point that even I was impressed with myself.
As always, there’s more in my Twisted Wonderland Fanfiction tag, send me a message if you liked it! (I know what the birthday gifts were from most everyone, even if not mentioned in-fic.)
~*~*~*~
"I'm sorry dude, what did you say? You ears started going and I just tuned the fuck out."
"I said, 'when's it your turn to have the school-run birthday party?' It's got it be soon." Ruggie's intentionally twitching his damn ears, has to be, and you had to physically shield your eyes to be able to answer properly.
"I don't fucking know, man, I need to have a birthday for that."
"Everyone has a birthday."
"Yeah, but I don't know when mine is."
"Can't Crowley tell you? He's got all kind of magic."
You sighed. "He tried that, so I could remember my proper name. He can't even get a year fix."
"That fucking sucks, Yuu." Ruggie passed you a pop can before cracking open one himself. "You should get one of these, too."
"Ah, maybe Riddle will take pity and dedicate me a specific Unbirthday party." What was this, melon? Not bad.
"That's not the same because you won't get loot."
"Yeah, you wanna go through fifty boxes of chocolates to get rid of all the ones with potion-of-suck-your-dick? I'm good."
He scrunched his nose in disgust. "People still trying love spells on you?"
"Not as much, but I still get Mal to check them over for me. He's good about that."
"He just doesn't want to share."
"Shush."
"It's true!" He stopped for a moment. "Does he know you don't have a birthday?"
"He hasn't realized yet and you're not going to tell him."
~*~*~*~
"Yuu?"
"Trey?" You blinked up at him. You didn't talk as much as you'd like to, mostly because every time he showed up your mouth rapidly filled with whatever treat he'd just made.
"What do you like best for cake?"
"I will literally eat anything that you put in front of me if you make it, even if it's full of shit I hate."
He raised an eyebrow. "Okay, new angle. What don't you like?"
Oh boy, he better prepare himself. "Fondant tastes gross, modeling chocolate is white chocolate so I hate it, a cake should be cake and not mostly fucking icing and rice crispy treats, most icing's too heavy for me if it's not whipped cream- why are you writing this down."
He looked up from his notebook, blinking at you with his pleasing yellow eyes. "Because you always give thoughtful feedback to my baking and I want to make you something as a thank you."
"Oh. If that's it, I'd rather have cheesecake."
~*~*~*~
"Mon Trickster~"
"Rook, I'm trying to re-" You yelped as he squeezed your waist, and you swatted at him. "Fuck's gotten into you?"
"What, I cannot play with my sweet friend?" He'd dragged you from your seat in the library, and was now doing his damndest to twirl you around without ramming you through the tables.
"Not right now! I expect this shit from Floyd, not you." He's going to get you both kicked out of the library if he doesn't smarten up.
"Our dearest Malfeasant is playing with the Rose King right now. Besides, he lacks my talents." He stretched your arms out straight before twirling you around, your back pressed to his front.
"Is that getting away with being a shithead?" you ask as you pap the side of his face, too little force to be a slap but with a similar message of 'stop'.
"Amongst much else, my dear!" He managed to dip you low, bracing one of your legs in the air, and you wiggled out of his grasp with a thump to the floor.
"Ah, what an invitation, ma belle! But alas, I cannot. It could never be. I'll see you at lunch." And he left you there, baffled, on the floor.
You wound up getting kicked out of the library after you started shrieking in rage and kicking like a damned toddler. What the fuck was that about?
~*~*~*~
"People are being weird."
"Everyone's weird around you." If Idia's combo kept, this would be a perfect match. "You encourage it in people with your presence. It's a passive AOE. No fighting against it."
"More than normal."
"It's the curse of spring. If you aren't sneezing, you see pretty girls and get stupid." He got his perfect match, and went back to the lobby. "Even I'm not immune to simp fever and spring flowers."
"You sure? You only go outside so you don't die of Vitamin D deficiency."
He pouted at you. "Girlfriends are supposed to be nice to you, you know."
"If I stopped, you'd wonder what's wrong. Anyway, then you couldn't brag to your followers about a tsundere girlfriend."
"You're not even a tsundere! You genuinely like me even when you're mean." He leaned back and stared at the ceiling. "You're maybe sadodere."
"What's that one?"
"Sadistic yet affectionate."
You opened your mouth but genuinely couldn't argue. He was too fucking cute not to be mean to! What can you say? That pwease-no-buwwy aura he got when distressed was just too much.
"Yeah." He paused, a small smile creeping across his face. "Yuu."
"Yeah?"
"You really like stripes, don't you?"
You looked down, at his blue striped shirt you were wearing. It honestly fit you better than it did him. Further down was pinstriped socks, and if you remembered, the underwear had stripes too.
"What do you think."
~*~*~*~
"Mal?" "Yes?" "Why do you have all this even if you don't wear any of it?" "I do wear earrings now, thanks to you." He dropped another oversized ring onto your finger. "The rest, I simply don't bother with unless I must appear in an official capacity."
"So I'm a special occasion?"
He smiled at you, sweet and genuine. "Always."
"Then why am I your jewelry rack today?" So many necklaces. So many rings. There'd be a crown on your head, too, if the crowns for Draconias weren't essentially elabourate chains hanging off the horns.
"Perhaps I enjoy seeing you wearing my things. You wear Shroud's all the time." He was slowly going through a box of rings, trading them on and off your fingers after puzzling over them.
"Your clothes are tailored, and I'm too big around." You thought for a moment. "So, Mal."
"Yes?"
"Are you planning on something you aren't telling me?"
He blanched and immediately went shift eyed. "Of course not."
You took a breath. "I'm gonna say no."
"Yuu-"
"I'm pretty sure your grandmother would eat me alive if I said yes."
"No!" He made a shushing guesture. "I... am planning something. But not a proposal, my goodness, that would be too much pressure for you and would splinter the kingdom." He sighed. "Even if I would like it."
"I know you would. What are you planning."
"No."
"Yes, tell me."
"It's a surprise. You'll get it at some point in the future."
You thought back to some of the stranger events of the past few weeks. "... is it a birthday party, Malleus."
"Nnnnnnoooooooooooooo?" His face was a desperate, wide-eyed mask of please-believe-me.
"Yes it is."
"I didn't say that."
"You might as well have!"
"It's not." He wasn't even facing you anymore, knowing his face would betray him.
You took a deep breath. 
"I can keep pretending I don't know. I mean, if you want to throw a surprise party, I can't really stop you. And anyway," you added, "If I don't have a set birthday, there's no way I can know exactly when it's coming."
He relaxed, slightly.
"Don't get me a ring, though."
He chuckled. "That does have implications, doesn't it."
"Don't it, though?"
"I was checking what colours were most flattering for you." He finally turned around, all warm smiles. "I should have known. They all look lovely, because you're the one wearing them."
"Stop." You could feel you cheeks reddening. "If it helps, gold doesn't make my ears act up."
~*~*~*~
When you walked to your dorm one warm day, after school, you simply could not see the building for the brambles grown up since you left this morning.
"Yuu?"
"Grim?"
He squinted at you, unimpressed. "Your prince boyfriend has lost his fucking mind. Why'd he do this?"
"I think I know." You looked in amongst the branches, which held no roses, but something better. You plucked off a blackberry and held it to your little shoulder monster.
"Ew, no. I want tuna."
"Suit yourself." There was a path, and if you got on tiptoes, a tent half-hidden behind the briar. "You ready for a party, Grim?"
"What? What party?"
You shifted him from your shoulder to your hip as you walked along, careful of your sore arm. "They decided I needed a surprise party because I don't have an actual birthday. Figured it out like two... three? weeks ago."
"Why didn't you tell me?" He stopped, looked away, and bristled. "Why didn't they tell me?!?"
"Because you can't keep a fucking secret?"
He yelled and scrambled to the ground. "Hey assholes why didn't you tell me I better be getting presents too-" He's already out of sight, and you can't stop laughing at him. It's better like this, when he's himself.
~*~*~*~
Why is Everyone here. There's a huge stack of presents, there's a buffet table, there's chairs, there's - 
"Shrimpie's here!" And then everyone converged with enough words that it was just a wall of sound; mystery hands leading you to a chair, someone was trying to stick a hat on you -
"Wait!"
People only stepped off and quieted because your voice cracked. Idia, hiding in a corner, managed to raise sympathetic eyebrows before whispering something into Azul's ear.
"I gotta go inside for like, five minutes, I'll be right back." And off you went.
~*~*~*~
"You don't seem the type to do drugs."
You looked up and laughed. "Well, Vil, I gotta get through the day somehow." You shook out two pills and poured a glass of water.
"What are they for?" He leaned against the doorway, as though it wouldn't cover his clothes with splinters and dust.
"These," you said as you pointed to the two in your hands "are anti-nausea. They're new."
"How many of those do you take?" He nodded towards the other bottles on the counter. “I didn’t see them during training.”
"Well," you said, as you started to number them off on your fingers. "I started the first ones after Eliza, to help stabilize my organs, the second ones were immunity-boosting after my pneumonia, I started taking vitamins after that as well, I got sleeping pills for nightmares after Jamil blotted - they don't always work, but hey - and, well." You shook your current bottle. "Your curse vapours are pretty good, it turns out."
He blanched, and you backpedaled. "You weren't yourself, and I only have to take these before meals now. I had to get IVs in the morning for a few days, I couldn't keep... wait, wait, shit, no, I'm sorry, don't make that face -"
Vil crossed the distance, putting his face very close to yours. "You should have told me."
"Why make you feel even worse, man?"
"Because I could have formulated something better for the damage." He flicked your nose, more exasperation than malice. "Cures and poison go hand in hand. I can't fix what was done if I don't know."
"Taking care of my medical woes is not your job, Vil."
"You don't get to tell me what is and isn't my job." He squeezed you close with one arm. "You're just an exhausting little potato."
"I'm a delicious little sweet potato that you can't resist."
He sighed, exhausted. "Yes you are. Now take your pills and stop with secrets."
~*~*~*~
"What kept you?"
"Had to make sure there's room in the fridge for all your food, Trey." He hadn't chosen one cheesecake - he had at least two dozen varieties of bite sized miniatures, labeled by flavour and potential allergens. "You were busy."
"Well, I felt like experimenting. I hope you don't mind."
"You're the one doing me a favour." You looked around, everyone chatting idly with one another. "Where's Mal."
"..."
"I swear to fucking god if he didn't get an invitation to the party he helped organize-"
~*~*~*~
It turns out he'd left to fetch an obnoxiously large bouquet of flowers, the scent so overpowering you thought your chair might tip from the force of it.
"You do enjoy them?" Mal was so cute when unsure.
"Yes, dear." As long as people didn't crowd in again. Lately, you can only take so much sensation before your brain shorts out and you start yelling. "Set them on the table, I'll have to start on them later." Hairspray and an arid room would have those dried within the week.
"Which part of the celebration will we start with first?"
"I don't know. It's my party but you're the ones throwing it. Where's Grim?"
He pointed over to one of the set up tables, where Grim sat in a pile of wrapping paper, furiously kick-scratching at a wriggling toy fish as big as he was, while Cater filmed. "We realized a few days ago he'd be unhappy if he didn't get his own presents."
"Aww. Is there catnip in that?"
He leaned in conspiratorially. "We're not supposed to have any on campus because Kingscholar is susceptible to it."
You went right past normal laughter straight to wheezing.
~*~*~*~
So far, the highlights were: A mycological photobook from Jade big enough to crush someone's head with (that he cheerfully wrote as such on the inside flap), an enormous multipack of slipper socks from Ruggie (with a note saying it was a return on the doughnut-patterened ones you'd given him for his own birthday) and a parure set from Floyd, crafted from thousands of woven seed pearls with carved coral feature beads that was frankly obscene in the amount of money it must have cost. (He, of course, said it was worth it as long as you wore it for him, and simply laughed when you quipped that he meant with clothing right?)
The rest was fantastic, still - various books and movies, a pretty glass vase from Ace stuffed with wildflowers, fine silk dresses from Kalim and a simple belled bracelet tucked in, from Jamil. Currently, you were opening a basket from Vil.
"Oh, wow," you meant with sincerety as you pulled out a light, fragrant soap. "You make this yourself?"
"Yes. There's soaps, shampoo, conditioner, perfumes, lotions..."
You smiled at him sweetly. "You saying I stink, Shoenheit?"
He mirrored your smile right back at you. "Be sure to use them."
"... I'm going to kill you," you said, laughing, as you lobbed the wrapping paper at his face.
~*~*~*~
"Az?"
"Mm?" He was watching with amusement as you looked the jacket over, a lovingly tailored frock coat in periwinkle wool and shell toggles.
"Are you sure this'll fit?"
"Of course." He guestured down the table to Rook, who waved. "He checked your measurements."
"When did-" Ohhhhhh. Oh. Alright. "I'm surprised he couldn't tell by just looking."
"I could, mon ange! But that was more fun!"
~*~*~*~
Malleus barely hid his pout when sliding his box over to you, and it didn't take you long to guess why. "Floyd's jewels really show yours up, huh."
"Perhaps," he said, pointedly not looking at the boy currently playing with Grim.
"Yours are more special because they're from you." When unwrapped, the box was stunning; carved walnut with shell inlaid curlicues. "My god, how old is this?"
"Older than I am," he said with a smile.
"How old is that, Mal."
He just kept smiling, and you rolled your eyes and opened the box to reveal a piece far, far different than the frothy confection Floyd gave you. A single, sizable brooch of gilt and enamel, a tiny faerie woman staring up at you with imperious emerald eyes, she was so lovingly crafted you could see the tension of her muscles and the hair between her legs.
"This piece is only a hundred and fifty years old," he said mildly. "The artist lives in the Valley of Thorns, and created it in the image of her lover." His smile was fond, and sweet. "They're still together to this day. Even if we may not last so long, I hope that it can be as strong."
The sentiment was enough to make you tear up.
~*~*~*~
Several tissues and a bat-shaped blanket from Lilia later, Idia pulled out a large box. And another, and another.
"Uh, Idia."
He just turned red as he stacked another box.
"Dude, holy fuck. What did you do?"
"Looked at your wishlist on your shopping websites." He's flickering pink at the tips of his hair. "Couldn't decide."
"I told him to just get them all!" Ortho looked wildly proud of himself. "Some of them are from me."
You blinked several times. "I thought the sites broke." You started feeling faint. "Idia."
"Yes?" He finally brought out one last box, easily two thirds your height, and set it in front of you.
"Some of those dolls were... so much madol."
He was shifty-eyed. "Yeah."
"Some of the outfits were themselves more than some of the dolls on those wishlists."
Despite the redness, his face was still. "Yeah."
"Oh my god." You're already sitting down, but you need to lie down. "That's too much money."
"It's nothing, don't worry about it."
"Why do you have so much money one of those sites alone was at least a million madol's worth of-"
"Please just open the boxes," he said in a strained voice. "I don't want them all staring."
You take your shaking hands to start unwrapping, mentally trying to figure out which rooms in the building were sound enough to hold obscene amounts of porcelain, resin and plastic. By the time you were done, there were over forty of varying shapes and sizes with complete wardrobes for each; the last not even on any list - that was an art piece near as tall as you, a fine bone china girl with golden curls and knowing eyes from an artist whose work did not go for less than five million madol even firsthand. Your vision greyed at the sight of her, and when you came to your senses, everyone breathed a sigh of relief before spending the rest of the evening treating you as something at least as delicate and precious as her.
~*~*~*~
It's just past sunset, and guests are still milling about. You're not really looking at them, though - you're losing your little friend.
Grim's only himself in daylight, now. Once the night hits, he goes back to the strange, feral thing that laid your wrist open to eat a chunk of solid ink. He's gone twitchy, wordless, pacing with his now headless robot fish in his mouth, before finally tearing through the brambles to god-knows-where.
"... I don't know what to do about it. He doesn't come back at night anymore. What if he doesn't come back at all one night?"
"I won't let that happen." Idia was draped over the back of your chair, idly playing with the wrapping on your wrist. You couldn't see his face, but a curious tension was clear in his voice. "How many of those crystals has he eaten?"
"All of them, as far as I know." There may have been one on the camping trip that you were mercifully excluded from; thankfully your restraining order against Vargas meant that Grimm had been allowed to attend by himself. Good thing, too, your period had arrived weeks early. "Do you think it's like mercury poisoning? The effects get worse as more collects in his body?"
"Maybe. It's something to look into."
You snorted, lightly. "What do you know about it?"
"... Less than I'd like." Before you could ask, he leaned down to your ear to whisper, "I'd rather know you."
"What, now?" You looked around at the tables. "There's still people here-"
You barely stifled a cry when he nipped at your earlobe. "I put on something nice for you~" You could hear the smirk in his voice as he played every trick in his book to goad you. "Unwrap me and see~"
It took every ounce of self control in you to not throw him down on the table and take him right there, in front of God and every student in the school.
~*~*~*~
"I'm too late, I see."
"Close that damned door before everyone hears."
Malleus obediently shut the door to the balcony before setting his slotted pillow on the dresser. "They couldn't even if they had their ear to the door, I soundproofed all our rooms months ago."
"Aren't you clever. Did they buy the excuse?"
"I think that they would have believed that you were going to bed if you did not say it as soon as Shroud went inside looking very proud of himself."
You flopped back onto your pillows, eliciting a sleepy grunt from Idia. "Shit."
"And if you didn't trip on the stairs in your haste."
"Now you're making fun of me."
"Perhaps," he smiled, sitting at the foot of your bed and idly stroking your leg.
"So, why didn't you tail up after us?"
"I am, if I try very hard, capable of some discretion, even when it comes to you," he huffed. "And anyway, someone had to see everyone off, get everything put away, and bring the gifts inside."
Your face fell. "I'm sorry-"
He crept up to put a finger to your lips. "It was very simple. Now," he pressed himself against you and turned to look at Idia's drowsing form, "what is this?"
You snickered lightly to yourself. "I think he found my browsing history." All you'd left on him was a fine pair of silk stockings, with delicate stripes from thigh to toe. You'd never thought he'd even consider wearing something like that, but your pretty blue boy was so full of surprises.
Malleus hummed to himself as he reached out a hand, dragging a finger along one bruised hip. Idia only sighed and fluttered his lashes, and Mal let out a stuttering gasp.
"Do you think," he whispered, voice hoarse, "that if I took these off with my teeth, that he would still stay asleep?"
You felt faint at the thought. "I don't know, but let me watch you try."
~*~*~*~
You awoke, later, to Idia sitting with the blankets pooled around his waist, five of his blue screens open. You couldn't make much sense of them, too sleepy to make out the letters on their obnoxious brightness, so you reached out both hands to squeeze his waist.
He yelped and scowled at you. "Go to sleep."
"No, you." The screens weren't making any more sense, but there was, briefly, a picture of Grim. "What are you working on?"
"I'm almost done," he said, which was not an answer but you were too tired to notice, so you reached up his back to wind a few locks of hair around your hand - and pulled, which lead to another annoyed yelp as he quickly saved and closed his work. "Just say you're weak to light attacks instead of doing that."
"You know I am." When he finally laid back down beside you, you put your face to his chest, as much to block out the light from his hair as for warmth and comfort. No wonder he slept so poorly, he literally gave off blue light every hour of the day, that only dimmed once he was already asleep. "Tell me about it later, okay?"
"Later," he said, and you drifted off between your two boys, which was almost as nice as sleeping with Grim in your bed, but this would have to do until he got better.
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heyitsmerose ¡ 4 years ago
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Ateez Reaction to their s/o calling them when they’re in danger (hyung line)
TW: Sensitive content and mentions of abuse
Word Count: 2.5k
Mature Language*
Hongjoong: (peeping tom)
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You and Hongjoong have been dating for a while now, with his busy schedule he tries to make as much time for you as possible, however you’re left home alone for majority of the day, especially during comeback time. 
Today, your boyfriend and the rest of Ateez were recording their new song at were all at the KQ building, a good 30 minutes away from your apartment. He wouldn’t be back for another 2-3 hours so you decided to take a shower and treat yourself.
Halfway through your shower, you heard noises. Thinking it was just your brain being paranoid about being home alone you decided to leave it and continue showering. Another 5 minutes later you hear shuffling outside and the noise of clicking. This time, being a little more cautious you decided to stop the shower to better hear the noise. After a few seconds you heard the noise again and decided to go outside into your shared bedroom. 
The second you did, you briefly caught a glimpse of someone standing outside your window with a camera, through the mirror in your room. Acting as if you hadn’t seen anything, you took your phone into the bathroom and locked it, trying to act as cool as you could. The second the door closed behind you, you dialed hongjoong. 
[“Hongjoong, how much longer”] you whisper yelled voice cracking at the end
[“Woah, hey Y/n, what’s up?] you were greeted by your boyfriend’s, bandmate, Wooyoung’s voice
[Can you give the phone to Hongjoong please]
[Y/n, he’s recording right now, is everything alright]
[Please just give him the phone]
[Alright I’m putting it on speaker] Wooyoung said and you heard some shuffling in the background
[Hey hun, whats wrong, is everything alright] you were greeted by your boyfriend’s sweet voice.
[Hongjoong, I’m stuck in the bathroom with nothing but a towel and there’s someone outside our window taking pictures of me!] You whisper yelled, voice cracking at the end of you sentence, not because you were sad, but because you were scared and frustrated of the situation you were in. 
You heard a few gasps from the rest of the members and a “what the fuck?”, presumably from Seonghwa.
[Okay, babe, stay where you are, we’ll come get you] You heard Hongjoong say, after which he hung up.
You tied up your hair and turned on the shower again to cover any noise you were making. Soon you heard shuffling outside and footsteps coming closer to the bathroom wall. 
After a while the footsteps stopped and you heard banging on the bathroom wall from the outside of the house.
“Come out, honey, unless you want these pictures to be spread all over the internet” You heard a sinister voice call out from outside.
At this point you were done, you hid your face in your knees and sobbed, your life would be ruined if those photos got out.
“Leave me alone!” you yelled back
Soon you heard more shuffling outside and grunting. You then heard the familiar voice of one of your boyfriend’s bandmates, Mingi.
“What the fuck is wrong with you, creep!? You heard him yell.
Feeling a little more relieved you simply sat and waited until either the police or someone came to get you. In a few minutes, you heard light knocking on the door and you violently flinched. Slowly and carefully opening the door, you were engulfed by the sweet smell and warm embrace of your boyfriend Hongjoong, not caring whether he got wet. Tears of relief started pouring out your eyes and you collapsed into him.
“Hey, you’re okay now” He whispered to you, warm breath against your face. “I won’t ever let something like that happen ever again” you heard him whisper into your hair. 
Seonghwa: (creep at night)
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You and Seonghwa were a funny couple, showing love to eachother with your constant teasing and nicknames. Recently, he pranked you by banging on the window and knocking on the door when you were home alone. It was safe to say, you were quite spooked. You forgave him quickly and it was forgotten. Today, you had gone out to get some ramen from the supermarket and were on your way back home. It was quite late at night, and Seonghwa was at home sleeping. You wanted to surprise him with some ramen, and so here you were. It started off quite normally, you were used to going out late at night, loving the breeze and the silent streets. 
About halfway home, you saw a hooded man walking across the street from you. It didn’t seem to out of the ordinary, except the fact that he was wearing all black and had a black mask and hat on. You started walking a little faster just to be safe. You noticed that the man started walking a little faster too, and so you decided to start jogging lightly, wanting to get home as soon as possible. The man, this time, crossed the street and was right behind you. Fearing for your life you decided to full on run as fast as you could. The man started chasing after you, and you had no option but to try and take abnormal turns while running to try to lose him. You soon ran around a corner into an alley and took the opportunity to call Seonghwa.
[Seonghwa!] You practically yelled, once he picked the phone up after a few rings
[Y/N, where on earth are you, it’s like 9pm, what are you doing] You heard his husky voice, suggesting he just got up
[Babe, I don’t know where I am but this dude is chasing after me and he keeps grunting and growling at me, I don’t know what to do, please help!]
[Babe, What?!] he yelled through the phone
[Send me your location and I’ll come pick you up]
[What if he has a knife, you cant come here] you tried reasoning
[I don’t care! now send me your location and don’t hang up!]
You were relieved that he was coming to get you, but were still scared that the man could find you any second. Keeping the phone next to you, decided to peek out the corner, to check if he was still there. Bad idea, the man saw your face and instantly ran to your direction. You couldn’t run anywhere as there was a dead end and just backed up against the wall. 
“You thought you could run from me?” The man sneered at you. 
“Please leave me alone” You tried to muster up the courage, only for your eyes to betray you with tears spilling out of them.
“No need to be scared” He creepily grinned at you and grabbed your wrist. You tried pulling away, but to no avail. At this point you were a crying mess. 
“Please let me go” You sobbed, as he pinned you against the wall nearing your face. Only for the pressure to then completely vanish. You looked up and saw your boyfriend Seonghwa swing at the man all of a sudden. You gasped and held him back. 
“That’s what you get, you sick, son of a bitch!” He yelled at the man, shoving him to the ground.
You spent the evening cuddled up in eachothers’ embrace, with you trying to calm him down
Yunho: (creep at the beach)
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You and Yunho were at the beach with the rest of Ateez and their girlfriends. It was a nice way to get away from their busy lifestyles as idols and for everyone to just have a day off. You and San’s girlfriend were quite close and decided to go shell collecting together.
The rest of Ateez’s and Ateez girlfriends were taking pictures, building sand castles and having fun, while Yunho and his Mingi went to go get ice cream for everyone. 
You were laughing and giggling with one another, collecting sea shells, and comparing one another’s like kids, until two tall men interrupted the both of you. 
“Hey ladies! are you here at the beach to have a fun time?” One of them said. Being the bubbly and friendly person San’s girlfriend was, she decided to respond and make conversation, while you were a little more cautious.
“Yeah, we’re just collecting seashells” she smiled back at them
“with our boyfriends” you made sure to emphasise.
“Hey, it’s alright they’re just being nicee” San’s girlfriend whispered to you.
“You never know” you just shrugged back
“Anyways, do you girls know where we can pick up some hot ladies” At this point, San’s girlfriend looked a little uncomfortable too.
“There’s a bar up ahead, hope you find what youre looking for, it was nice talking to you” you promptly cut the conversation short and turned on your heel grabbing your friends arm.
“Hey, no, no wait up, we just want to talk” The other man grabbed your wrist.
“Let go of me” You sternly said, but he didn’t let go and just looked at his friend
“We need to go back now, let me go!” You yelled at him.
The one holding your arm looked at his friend again, and the other one stepped closer to san’s girlfriend taking her chin in his hands.
“Let go of me!” She tried stepping back, but he held her by her shoulder inching closer to her face.
“Let us go!” you yelled at both the men and shoved the one holding your friend to the ground. 
He let go of her, and you told her to call someone for help. She took the opportunity and rang Yunho on the phone, telling him to hurry, as the men wouldn’t leave you alone and you were aggressively yelling at them. You kept struggling in his grip, while the other one tried getting to your friend. After a few minutes of struggling and yelling for help, the grip on your wrist loosened and you heard both the men grunting. Yunho had shoved the man holding you, to the ground and had kicked the other one too. You were still yelling profanities at them, so Yunho turned to you and put his hands on your shoulders, and kissed your forehead. 
“What the hell is wrong with those creeps” You head San yell as he was comforting his girlfriend
“Well, one thing is for sure, they’ll think twice before even trying to approach someone again” Yunho replied while holding you close
Yeosang: (spiked drink)
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You and Yeosang were total opposites yet were such a power couple. Yeosang helped the both of you stay grounded, while you were the more outgoing friendly type. 
Hongjoong’s birthday was coming up and everyone decided to go to the nearby bar to just chill and have a nice time. Yeosang initially wanted to go and leave a little early, as he thought the bar would be too overwhelming for him, but after some convincing and your puppy eyes, there was no way he could refuse. You decided to wear matching outfits with him wearing a full sleeved black button up and bleached skinny jeans, while you wore a black dress up till your knees. Yeosang blushed at the idea of matching, but blushed even more when he saw you in your dress.
After a quick makeout session and some giggles here and there, you both decided to leave to meet everyone at the bar. When you reached, you reached peak happiness. The bar had music so loud and there were so many people, you were excited to say the least. You dragged Yeosang into the bar and he bro-hugged Hongjoong while wishing him happy birthday. You on the other hand were already on the dance floor with Yunho and Mingi. You were yelling lyrics at eachother and breakdancing to no end. Yeosang glanced over at you and laughed at your childish antics. 
When a slower song started to play, he knew it was his time to shine. You were already looking around for him in the crowd and when you finally saw him, a wide smile erupted on your face. You grabbed his shoulders and he grabbed your waist, as you fumbled a bit and were panting.
“Are you drunk?” He asked laughing a little. 
“No, not yet, I’m just tired from dancing” You said looking back up at him.
“I think you mean jumping up and down like a mad lady” He laughed at you. You playfully rolled your eyes and smiled at him. You were definitely aware of how much your dancing affected him. 
 “Yeo, I’m going to go get a drink, I’ll be right back” You said a little breathless.
You went to the bar table and simply sat there for a while deciding on your drink, and taking a break from dancing for a bit. After a while, you saw a drink slide in your direction, and looked up to see a stranger slide the cocktail in your direction. You didn’t know her, but being the naïve person you were, you accepted it instantly, thanking her for the drink. You gulped down the drink in one go and as you did, tasted a weird bitter taste in your mouth. A few minutes after chugging the drink, you felt quite dizzy. You have been drunk a few times and knew how it felt, this was definitely a new feeling. You looked back up at the lady, while your eyes were drooping and having a hard time staying open. She moved her stool closer to you, as you just looked back at her uncomfortably. 
As you felt more lightheaded, you decided to go the washroom and try to throw it up. You went into the women’s washroom and couldn’t even stand up. At this point, your legs felt so wobbly you couldn’t even stand up. You dialed your boyfriend amidst the loud music and he picked up on the first ring itself.
[Y/N, where are you, it’s been like 20 minutes, are you okay?] Yeosang said first.
[I don’t know, I feel lightheaded and weak, I think someone drugged my drink] you slurred your words.
[Wait What?! Where are you right now] He yelled over the phone
[In the women’s washroom]
[Okay wait there, I’m coming to get you]
[No, but you can’t-] And before you could respond, he hung up. 
You heard the washroom door opening and you crawled into one of the stalls. Locking it behind you.
“Where are you, beautiful?” You heard a female voice whisper out.
You felt grossed out, this had never happened to you before. Before you could say anything back, you heard the washroom door slam open and someone stomp in. It was Yeosang, he was growling and aggressively asked the lady,
“Have you seen my girlfriend?”
“Oh, her, I don’t know, I’m looking for her too, but hands off she’s mine” The girl replied. At this point he was furious and pushed the girl to the wall, pinning her against it. 
“Shut up!” He growled.
You unlocked the door to your stall and weakly called out to him. He promptly crouched down to your level and picked you up. It was safe to say, you were definitely not going to be let out of his sight for the rest of the night, and probably forever.
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hyuckssunchip ¡ 4 years ago
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Redemption Pt. 2
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Pairings: Jungwoo x reader, ft. Johnny, Jaehyun, Mark
Words: 2.3K
Warnings: Language (there is almost always language in my writings), some angst
Summary:
Y/N finds Jungwoo in a compromising position weeks after their breakup. A list of misunderstandings leads to outcomes neither of them can bear to handle. Will the two of them be able to move past this and sort things out again? Or is there no room for redemption?
Part 1 | Part 2 |
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The tickets from the movie of our first date
"Hey I'm sorry I'm late." There was a breathless voice that came from across the room. A boy in a grey shirt stood before his date and she blushed shaking her head.
You reached for another piece of popcorn, slowly chewing on the piece before sighing and reaching for another.
As the last call for your movie showed on the big screen you glanced at your watch again.
"Is this your movie?" He was tall, wearing a baby blue shirt and wore a thin pair of spectacles. Definitely not your blind date.
You sighed.
"Yeah, it's supposed to be."
"Supposed to be? You don't want to watch it anymore?" He asked, taking the seat in front of you.
"My date stood me up." You said bluntly, "I'm not really in the mood for a romance movie right now."
"How about murder mystery?" He flashed two tickets in the air, and sent you a sweet smile.
"Murder mystery? You don't really seem the type." You laughed, looking at the screen one last time. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise.
“Excuse me? I’ll have you know that this is research and I kill people on my down time.”
You cringed at him.
“Okay, that was bad, I know. But don’t you pity me now? Now you have to join this loser for a movie date.” He smiled, his dimples on display.
You laughed standing up from your chair, “If you promise never to say stuff like that again, I’ll join you.”
“So it worked!” he fist pumped the air before skipping the way to the right theater with you in tow.
Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.
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“I can’t believe that it was the police officer the whole time!” You spoke animatedly, genuinely shocked that you spent the majority of the movie liking the man.
“I know right! People are so crooked.” He said, shaking his head on disappointment. “But what a great plot twist right?”
“Yeah I thought for sure that it was the store owner. I mean who carries around a metal wedge like that?” You nodded enthusiastically, way too into the conversation.
Jungwoo laughed beside you. “So you don’t regret joining me?”
“Nope, I think I rather enjoyed myself.” You sent him a cheesy smile when you noticed that the two of you had already made it to the exit.
You didn’t want this to end quite yet.
Almost as if he sense your hesitation he spoke up. “How about dessert? There’s this fantastic ice cream shop just down the street and I’d love to treat you, y’know cause I just stole two hours of your time.” He grinned softly.
“I’d love that.” You couldn’t help the smile that was bursting to break free.
“Then shall we?” He asked in a fake posh manner, sticking out his elbow for you to grab onto.
“We shall.” You linked your arm and his and the two of you left for the shop.
The evening had started out sour, but like always Jungwoo managed to bring a little extra spark into your life. Imagine if he had never come up to you that evening, imagine if he had never stepped foot in that movie theater. You might’ve lost out on the most important thing in your life and never started your journey with Jungwoo. Where would you be now?
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JUNGWOO’S POV
PRESENT DAY
The movie ticket of our first date.
The three boys looked down at the list and contemplated what they should do next. 
“Okay, how am I supposed to find movie tickets with the same movie and date?” Jungwoo groaned. “This isn’t going to work it’s just stupid.”
“Hey, it’s gonna be fine. All we need to do is get comfortable with photoshop. Right? It’s not like it’s that hard to make a pretend movie ticket.” Jaehyun rested his hand on Jungwoo’s shoulder, “It’ll be fine.”
“Sure it will.”
“Do you atleast remember the movie? And date?” Mark asked, notebook already in his hands again.
“Of course I do. How could I forget?” The last bit he muttered under his breath, but still loud enough that the boys could hear him. 
They gave each other pitying looks.
“Right. Write it down then.”
Jungwoo’s hands moved on its own. 
“Dude! No way! That’s what you watched on your first date?” Mark couldn’t help but giggle at the title, earning a glare from Jungwoo and a shove from Johnny.
“Dude. Not helping.” Johnny shook his head at the youngest before turning back to Jungwoo.
“Sorry. It’s just that they’re making a sequel to that. It came out last week.”
Jungwoo cringed at the thought, vowing not to watch it.
“Was it good?” Jaehyun asked, more interested in the movie than the current situation.
“Yeah! God you would not believe the plot twist there. It was awesome, I would totally watch it again-”
Johnny shoved the two of them. “Guys, not important right now.”
Jungwoo had retreated back, heads in his arms again and sighed, hearing the others talk.
“Sorry.”
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You didn’t know how you got yourself dragged to the movie theater in the middle of the week. It was Wednesday and it seemed like all of a sudden your friends decided that movie night could be moved up a few days.
“Popcorn?”
You nodded haphazardly in response to your best friend Jennie’s question. 
“Cool, I’ll wait in line, go ahead and go to the bathroom, I can see you squirming from here. I’ll meet you in the theatre.”
You sent her a look of relief, and rushed towards the bathroom. 
Staring at yourself in the reflection of the mirror, you couldn’t help but notice the large black circles under your eyes. You rubbed them once more before heading to the theatre. 
Jennie had picked out the movie, dragging you along and you pulled out the ticket that she shoved into your hands the moment you walked in the building. 
Theatre 2 B14.
That should be easy enough to find. Although your direction skills could always use improving.
You froze as you stood before your theatre, noticing the large poster next to it. 
No.
You recognized the familiar poster, same cast, give or take a few, but it was almost identical to the one you remembered as your first encounter with Jungwoo.
You scrambled for your phone and typed in the title of the movie, your heart dropping at the description. It was the sequel. 
Your feet refused to move, stuck in the same spot and you heard a loud bang coming from the theatre. The commercials had already started. 
A group of teenagers bumped into your shoulder trying to enter the theatre, you stumbled forward, hearing the faint giggles and muttered apologies. 
It was the push that you needed to make your way into the theatre. 
As you walked up the aisles to find your seat you felt a wave of anxiety as you noted the group of rowdy boys in the seats next to yours. 
You sighed, knowing that you were in for a uncomfortable movie. 
Taking your seat, the boy next to you turned to give you a hesitant smile, almost as an offering of an apology in advance. 
Your blood ran cold. 
“Jungwoo?” It came out as a whisper, catching in your throat, but it was undeniable that he heard you.
He gulped, eyes fluttering across your face.
The noise next to you seemed to hush, a familiar voice called out to you, tearing you from Jungwoo’s face.
“Y/N?” Mark couldn’t control the amount of shock as well as the other boys, letting you know that you were the last person they were expecting. You lifted your hand into a shy wave, to which they returned, leaning back into their respective seats.
“So...”
You turned awkwardly to your ex, waiting for him to continue.
“Are you excited for the movie?”
You raised your eyebrows, the idea of small talk still uncomfortable to you.
“Yeah, I guess... I hope it lives up to the first one.” You blushed in memory of your first date brought up subtly.
Although it was dark, the red tint on Jungwoo’s was noticeable by you.
“Yeah... I heard it was good though, Mark’s already watched it and he dragged the rest of us here again.” His voice dropped a few octaves, lowering as the commercials got quiet as well.
You nodded, facing the screen, refusing to take your eyes off of it.
“Y/N.” There was a hiss coming from your right, you found Jennie desperately trying to find your form before initiating a crouch run to your side. She sank into the seat and leaned towards you, not noticing the boy next to you.
“I’m so so so sorry. But Lucas just asked me to pick him up from school. My mom stranded him again and he won’t stop calling.” She grimaced and looked at you apologetically.
Your eyes widened, realizing that she was planning on leaving you here. 
“He’s been waiting for three hours and I actually think he’ll try to kill me in my sleep if I don’t go to pick him up.”
You nodded, knowing that Lucas may be younger than his sister, but he was ten times bigger and had enough passion in him to do so.
“Okay.” You moved to get up, you didn’t really want to stay here alone. “I’ll come with you.”
“No. You should stay for the movie, we already paid and movie tickets are not cheap. Plus I think you’ll like this one, it looks right up your alley. I’ll call you tomorrow.” She shoved the bucket of popcorn into your lap and left before you could respond.
You sighed, slumping in your seat and picking at the pieces of popcorn that sat on top.
Jungwoo looked over at your side profile nervously from his seat.
You were tempted to move into Jennie’s unoccupied seat, eager to distance yourself from Jungwoo. But your body didn’t move.
His eyes followed the movement of your fingers, aching to reach out and grasp them in his own.
Less focused on the beginning of the movie and more concentrated on the bucket in front of you, you could feel yourself eating your way through your anxiety of the situation.
You choked slightly, turning red from embarrassment and tried to suppress the urge to cough.
You felt a nudge in your side, Jungwoo slid his drink towards you, and invitation to relieve your throat of pain.
You hesitated, as childish as it seemed you really didn’t want to drink from the same cup as him, but you were suffering.
You gave him a thankful smile and sipped for moment until you felt alright again.
In return you stuck the bucket of popcorn out towards him, after all there was no way that you could finish the whole thing on your own.
Halfway through the movie you felt the warmth of his hand graze yours as you simultaneously reached for a handful. As cliche as it seemed you felt sparks fly up your arm and you flinched pulling away, watching him do the same.
You hated that you still felt your heart rush at the close proximity. You hated that  he still made you nervous. You hated that you still had these feelings.
Before you knew it the closing credits had rolled across the screen and the lights of the theatre began to fade on.
From the corner of your eye you could see as the other boys stretched and stood up, making their way out of the theatre. It was only you and Jungwoo now.
You avoided eye contact, moving to make your exit. He followed.
The bright lights of the lobby had you blinking in distress. Johnny grinned at your fazed state and walked the group over to where you were standing, Jungwoo steps behind.
“Hey Y/N.” Jaehyun waved shyly at you before shoving his hands back into his pocket.
You smiled in response before turning to face Johnny, who looked like he was dying to say something.
“Y/N fancy seeing you here.” There was a grin that crossed his face, he looked too happy to be seeing you here.
You furrowed your eyebrows and nodded at him, not saying anything.
Standing awkwardly in the group you glanced at your phone checking the time. It was getting late and you groaned suddenly realizing that Jennie had left earlier. You no longer had a ride. 
You grimaced, pulling your phone out to text her, then realized that it was best not to bother her,  as she was dealing with a very upset Lucas.
“What’s up?” Johnny asked, peering over at your screen.
“Nothing.” You sighed, “I just remembered that my ride left earlier. I should go now to see if I could catch the bus.”
He shook his head, “No way, why don’t you let us give you a ride?”
“Oh. You wouldn’t mind?” As much as you hated the thought of being confined in a car with the four of the them, it was much better than getting on the sketchy bus that comes by every hour.
“Of course not, the bus is gross.” You nodded thankfully.
“Oh, that makes things easy then, could we pick up my box of things on the way then?” You asked, remembering that Johnny said they were at his place.
There was a pause, and you didn’t miss the look the three of them gave each other.
“I-uh... I forgot I actually have this thing I have to go to, with Mark and Jaehyun. Jungwoo, why don’t you drop her off?”
Your eyes widened at him. 
Jungwoo nodded more enthusiastically than you expected him to. 
You glanced at him, reluctantly following his lead. 
How bad could one car ride be?
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retrievablememories ¡ 4 years ago
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the second time around | jaehyun
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title: the second time around pairing: jaehyun x reader genre: fluff, some angst request: “Hi! Here’s a suggestion for a story or add-on to another story you wrote. I really liked moonlight w/ jaehyun! Could you do a follow up with him not seeing her for awhile and him (and her secretly) being pissed about it but wants to reconnect with her but outside of being a customer. Ty and keep up the good work with your writing.” word count: 2.9k warnings: a couple mentions of sex a/n: hmm...the sequel to moonlight...sequels are scary to write but here we are lol. this could’ve been posted last sunday really but i’ve been stalling oof
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Despite getting Jaehyun’s number after that night at the strip club, you’ve seen and heard a lot less of him than you’d like. On his end, Jaehyun isn’t so pleased about losing touch either, but you wouldn’t know that with the lack of communication.
Both of you are ultimately busy with your own lives, and it’s not like he can just drop in whenever he wants to visit you. Not just because he’s busy, but also because of where you work. The men keep their visits to the club on a once-a-month basis for a reason—to avoid tipping off any stalkers who’d find out and leak their whereabouts.
You’ve texted each other a few times since your first meeting, and you enjoyed the conversations you got to have within that timespan, but the time between responses kept getting longer—on both of your ends—until things eventually dropped off.
You were unhappy about this, though you tried not to be so obvious about it to the other girls. Getting attached to customers was not a good look. Even if they were handsome and nice and had good dick.
However, Anya was the first to notice your slightly sour mood despite your best efforts to project an unphased demeanor. And, being her usual nosy self, she managed to pry it out of you before you could even think about denying it.
“Don’t stress about it,” she’d told you on the night you finally spilled the beans. She’d wrapped her arms around your shoulders and tipped your chin up, making you hold your head up higher and look at yourself in the mirror reflection facing you. “There will be many more men where he came from. And if you don’t wanna deal with any more men right now, that’s fine too. He doesn’t know what he’s missing out on, anyway.”
“I’m not stressing over it,” you’d argued, sighing. “We don’t stress over men who aren’t boyfriends, remember?”
Anya grinned then, though you could tell it was the kind of smile you give when a friend is doing something they shouldn’t be—or indulging in something they think is good for them when it’s not. “Duh. But you might wanna start following your own advice if you’re gonna be dishing it out!” And then she’d gone off to do her own thing, probably to finish getting ready for her set later that night or to go bother one of her favorite bartenders.
You’d looked at yourself in the mirror more closely, frowning at the truthfulness of her statement and wishing you had not been quite so easy to read. You’d had a show right after that, which allowed you to take your mind off the mess for at least a few hours. But in the small moments when you weren’t thinking about work or school or anything else you had to do, Jaehyun crept back into your mind like a specter, wanting you to acknowledge him even though you weren’t getting the same.
When you head out to the parking lot after a particularly long night, you slow your steps when you see a man leaning against his car, his cap pulled over his eyes and his head low. In any other scenario, you probably would’ve alerted one of the bouncers, thinking he was some creep waiting until after your stage to try to corner you in a shady area. However, you hold off on calling anybody because you can clearly recognize him even if he thinks he’s being inconspicuous—it’s Jaehyun.
He lifts his head when he hears your shoes on the ground, and his lips turn up into something of a smile.
“If you wanted another dance, you’re a bit late. We just closed,” you say jokingly, raising an eyebrow at him. Jaehyun shakes his head.
“Tempting idea, but that’s not what I came here for.” He turns to face you fully now, observing you in your casual, after-work clothes. In the back of your mind, you realize this is the first time he’s seen you outside the context of performing. Then he sighs. “It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve seen you.”
“I know.” Your familiar irritation rises again. Sure, maybe him coming to see you or you going to see him more often isn’t feasible. A text or a call, though...would be decidedly less effort, and not difficult to do. You’re not sure whether to be more irritated with him or yourself about not trying to reach out again, though you decide to aim your annoyance at him just because you can.
Jaehyun nods to your agreement. “How have you been?”
“I’ve been fine,” you say. “Work is...work. It has its ups and downs. How are you? Busy with the idol life?”
Jaehyun sighs. “Yeah...it just gets…stressful sometimes.” He bites his lip and shakes his head, seeming bothered about whatever’s going on with his job but not wanting to say much more about it.
“I’m sure,” you respond, and you don’t really know what to say afterwards. It’s been a while since either of you talked, and it’s strangely hard to try to pick up where you left off as if nothing happened. Jaehyun realizes this, too, and appears distressed at not knowing how to keep the conversation going with you—and possibly wasting your time.
You nod to yourself and shift on your feet. “Well, the Uber will probably be here soon, so—”
“I don’t know what things will look like between us, but I don’t want us to fall out of contact again,” Jaehyun blurts out, then winces. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just...don’t want either of us to leave before we...sort this out, I guess.”
You think to yourself, wondering if this is really worth trying to pursue. You’ve yet to deal with a man with the level of fame that Jaehyun has, yet with such a strict image to keep, which makes things exponentially more complicated. But despite your apprehension, you still want to know where this could lead. After a moment, you say, “Well, if you’re willing...I’d like the same.”
Jaehyun nods and stands up a little straighter, like that response just gave him the energy he needed. “Do you wanna….go somewhere? Just to like, hang out.” His proposition is abrupt, and you didn’t expect it. 
“Now?” You check your phone, and it’s 18 minutes past 2 a.m. There aren’t too many places that will still be open at this hour, other than establishments similar to your line of work, but you aren’t in the mood for any more of that tonight. Your driver, too, is only a few minutes away, but you already find yourself with your finger hovering over the Cancel button. “We could.”
Jaehyun goes around to the passenger side of the car and opens the door for you. You get into his car, noting its sleek interior. Once he gets in, he asks you what you want to hear, and you notice he’s looking through his Spotify. You shrug.
“I don’t know. Show me something you like,” you say. You cringe at sounding so disinterested, which makes you realize you might just be a little more upset about being ghosted than you thought you were. You almost want to curse at how this dude is taking you off your usual game. “I mean, I like hearing new music anyway, so…”
Jaehyun starts the car and grins slightly. “Alright, then let me show you the best of the best…” You both end up listening and vibing to a playlist he’s made, which is good. Not that you didn’t expect it to be, but you end up liking most of the songs he shows you, which usually doesn’t happen with other people’s playlists.
Jaehyun ends up taking you to an ice cream place that’s still open this late, to your surprise. The sitting area inside the store is closed, though they’ve kept the drive-thru open for late-night travelers like yourselves who want a quick treat. You don’t question it, though; you definitely won’t pass up a chance for some ice cream.
You end up eating the ice cream while sitting in his car and listening to the rest of his playlist. Neither of you say much other than commenting on the songs or talking about your favorite ice cream flavors or making other non-committal small talk. You kind of prefer it this way, at least for the moment—just listening to the music and watching the headlights and taillights of cars that pass by.
You and Jaehyun ride around the city for a while longer after finishing the ice cream, not intending to go anywhere in particular but just coasting on the highways. It might be an excuse to keep listening to this new playlist he’s put on, or maybe more reason to pretend that awkward period between you never happened. Acknowledging it in a way, but not speaking any life into it. 
Eventually, though, it has to arise back to the surface. Jaehyun taps his fingers against the steering wheel at a red light, like he’s impatient to get somewhere, and you wonder what he’s feeling until he comes out and says,
“I think it was...ultimately my fault for not contacting you more. Or not trying to stay in contact.”
The words hang in the air for a moment. “Well, I won’t argue with that,” you finally respond.
“It’s just hard to get close to anyone and be an idol at the same time. Sometimes I sabotage myself when I shouldn’t, and…” He trails off, though you don’t know whether he’s searching for the words or has decided to leave his sentence at that.
“You’d rather not be embarrassed by dating a stripper, or something along those lines?” Your tone is nonchalant, though you’re a little bothered by saying it. He wouldn’t be the first or the last person to feel some type of way about your job, though you’ve mostly gotten used to the judgment at this point.
Jaehyun seems a bit startled by the statement. “If you like doing it, then I don’t care what you do. You should live your life however you want to.”
“I see,” you say slowly. “Most men I meet outside of the club are not receptive to it, so you ain’t gotta lie if you feel some other way about it, seriously...”
“I’m serious,” he insists. “You told me that day that you liked it, and I believed you. I just think...we should all be able to do things we enjoy without worrying about what others think of it.”
Jaehyun turns to look at you for a moment, and his features are lit up by the street light as it turns green. His face, which is simultaneously painted with shadows and glowing with light, appears to be just as genuine as he sounds. Or maybe this late-night atmosphere just has you feeling more receptive and sentimental than usual. Then he broaches the next subject carefully, steering you back to where the conversation began. “You didn’t text me anymore, either.”
“I figured you’d moved on or something, maybe started talking to someone else…” you reply. “And, you know, if that was the case...so be it. There wouldn’t be a point to chasing someone who wasn’t interested anymore.”
“I am interested.” Jaehyun rushes the words out, like he’s eager to dispel the uncertainty before you get the wrong idea; not that that hasn’t already happened, but still. It isn’t too late to change your mind. “I want to like, know you as a person...not just while being a customer at the club, or something like that.”
You nod, looking at your hands and considering his words. “We can do that...yeah, we can.” Then you hold your hand out to him, a grin playing on your lips. “Nice to meet you, then. I’m Y/N.”
He smiles too, and takes your hand in one of his. “I’m Jaehyun.”
The conversation after that seems to reach a turning point, like somehow you’ve broken the ice and can finally talk to each other on a deeper level without worrying about the issue that’s been lingering over your heads all night. You think you could talk to him like this for hours if you wanted to, if there was enough time in the world for it. 
Unfortunately, though, you don’t have as much time as you’d like, and once it starts edging on 4 AM, you both decide it’s probably best to call it a night. Jaehyun takes you back to your apartment after you tell him where it is.
He parks in front of the apartment complex, and you’re prepared to thank him for the night and get out, but he insists on walking you up to your apartment—something about it being too dangerous for women to walk alone at night.
“It’s not that far.” You laugh, but you aren’t going to argue about it if it means getting a few more moments with him.
Jaehyun follows you up the steps after you both get out of the car. You walk a little slower to prolong the moment, but eventually you have to get up to your apartment door. You also take your time with taking your keys out of your bag and putting them in the lock. And maybe you’re not as slick as you thought, because Jaehyun notices. He laughs quietly behind you, but the sound isn’t low enough to escape your hearing.
You turn around to look at him, your hand on the doorknob. “Well, I guess that’s it. Thanks for the ride...and for the ice cream, you know.”
He nods, and one of his dimples pokes out. “You didn’t have to entertain me tonight, but I’m glad you did...so, thanks.”
Both of you linger in your doorway for a few more moments. Jaehyun wants to come in, and you know it, but you also know he probably won’t say it because he technically shouldn’t. His members are expecting him back at the dorm. He doesn’t want to impose, and he didn’t even bring any extra clothes. But you know he wants to come in, and you want it, too.
You tilt your head to the side. “Would it be bad if I asked you to stay?” you say tentatively.
A slow smile spreads on his face. “No, it wouldn’t.”
You open the door wider so he can step inside and take his shoes off at the entrance. You lead him to your living room by the hand. “What do you wanna do?” you ask, looking at him imploringly. You want to be sure you’re both on the same page concerning your intentions.
“Whatever you wanna do,” he echoes, holding your hand a bit tighter. You expect to see lust or some similar desire in his expression and had already figured you might end up having sex again tonight, but his eyes expect nothing from you. He only smiles in the dim light of your apartment and waits for you to make the next move.
You laugh, and it comes out as an airy chuckle. “Well, then...I want to lay down. It’s been a long day.” From your tone, Jaehyun understands that you really just want to lie down and not think about much of anything else right now. He follows you when you lead him into your bedroom and sits patiently on your bed while you go to the bathroom to change into your night clothes. You’re thankful you already took a shower at the club, because you’re not sure you’d have the energy to do all that now.
He’s taken his jeans off when you come back into the room, though he still keeps his shirt on. You get onto the bed and lean over him, hooking your finger into the collar of his shirt, and he looks up at you. “You can take this off if you want, I don’t care.”
“Is this you saying you want to see me shirtless?” He grins, though he readily takes the invitation and pulls his shirt off, placing it to the side along with his pants.
You shake your head good-naturedly, a smile on your face. “I promise it’s innocent…but the view never hurts.”
You peel the sheets back and you both climb underneath them, lying across from each other and looking at each other like you want to say something more but aren’t sure what. There isn’t much light in the room except for the street lights coming from your bedroom window, muted slightly by the blinds.
Jaehyun laughs suddenly, breaking the silence, and you do the same. You’re not sure why either of you are laughing, but you do so anyway, simply enjoying the moment for what it is. After your laughter dies down, he takes your hand from where it’s resting on the pillow and slips his pinky around yours. “I’ll try not to lose you this time.”
You lean a little closer to his face so you can plant a kiss on his lips—just a short and soft touch. He tastes like ice cream, and somehow you know there will be many more kisses like this in the future. “You better not.”
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leeknowsredeyeliner ¡ 4 years ago
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break up - choi hyunsuk
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hyunsuk x fem reader x yoshi (?)
summary: you finally confront your boyfriend and get everything off your chest. how does it result into a break up?
genre: college au, break up au
word count: 3.8k+
warning: minor cussing, mention of anxiety, minor anxiety attack (passing out), mention of anxiety pills/meds, break up
note: the first sad fanfic i’ve ever written so i hope you enjoy :)
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You're trembling at the sight of the audience from backstage, basically the entire university is present. Having anxiety and dreaming of becoming a performer is obviously not the best combination, you always need to have your pills ready in case of an emergency. You're completely used to performing in front of your classmates and a large crowd but they opened the theater until every seat was filled, you can barely see the people in the back.
The only thing that keeps you going is your best friend, he's always front seat at your recitals and other performances. Even when Yoshi's not physically there to cheer you on, you know he's watching from a FaceTime call with your moms. You've been best friends since freshman orientation, you've even thought you would end up together but there was someone else that caught your eye -- your current boyfriend, Hyunsuk.
Most people suspect that Yoshi's your boyfriend because he's always seen around you, but you don't blame them, it logically makes sense. Even you sometimes feel like Yoshi treats you as more than just a best friend. Hyunsuk tends to be busy on weekends which is totally understandable, you just wish he'd make the time and effort to see you perform just once. He's never been to any of your performances or recitals, you wouldn't be surprised if he was unaware of them. Your moms are concerned for your relationship but you repeatedly remind them it's no big deal to you and he's just a busy guy.
"30 seconds," one of the backstage staff whispers passing by you. You mentally prepare yourself for your last performance of the year. 'I can do this.' Is all you repeat in your mind. The only way you can survive is by searching for your silver haired best friend in the audience and he'll give you all the encouragement you need.
"You’re up," the same person from earlier whispers from beside you. You take a deep breath in and out to slightly calm down the rollercoaster of nervousness mixed with puke in your stomach. You make your way on the stage and before the song starts, you don't hesitate to distinctively skim the first row. Your eyes stop near the middle as you see Yoshi with a big smile on his face. He gives you his iconic thumbs up of motivation and the song starts.
You sing your heart out to the audience but caught yourself looking at Yoshi a bit too often. Then again, he's the only one out there that came for you. Not even your moms could make it because of how close the performance is to the holidays.
[7:09pm]
You gather your belongings from the dressing room and speed walk out of the hall. Opening the door to the main hallway, Yoshi is leaning against the wall holding a box of chocolates. You run up to him as his arms open wide, ready for you to tackle him. Your bodies clash together, pulling him into a tight hug. His head nestles into your neck as he mumbles, "You killed it as always, (Y/n)."
"Only because of you. You know I can't do anything without you around," you giggle. You both pull away from the hug then he takes your bag away from you, slinging it over his shoulder.
"What? Am I like your lucky charm?" He jokes and you both laugh but in the back of your mind you take it seriously, he technically is. Whenever he's watching over the phone, you make the slightest mistakes and just pray the audience doesn't notice. His live presence is much more comforting to you. "These are for you. I know you hate flowers because you consider them a waste of space in your apartment." He hands you the box of chocolates -- your favorite box of chocolates.
"Thank you. I'll finish these tonight. Do you wanna go for some cheesecake?" Yoshi and you celebrate after every performance with food or if he's feeling generous, he takes you out to go shopping.
"Ooh, I can't. I'm going out with Asahi and Jihoon. I'll make it up to you tomorrow though."
"There's no need to make up for it, the chocolate's enough." The two of you don't always need to celebrate with food afterwards. Maybe going back to the apartment and spending the rest of the night with Hyunsuk will be better anyway.
"You don't need a ride home?" He asks as you make your way outside of the building.
"It's across the street, I can walk." Perks of living close to the university means saving cash for food.
"Alright, you be safe. And don't forget to take your anxiety meds once he get home," he orders, throwing your bag at you. You say your goodbyes then part ways.
[7:32pm]
You unlock the door to your apartment and while taking your shoes off, you see Hyunsuk's daily pair. It seems like he casually threw them onto the floor with no care in the world. You neatly place them in an available cubby and put your shoes away in their rightful spot.
You walk into your room to see Hyunsuk passed out across the bed. You clean out your bag, putting your belongings away where they belong. While getting dressed into your house clothes, you hear movement from outside the bathroom. Walking out of the bathroom, you throw your hair up into a ponytail.
"When did you get here?" Hyunsuk asks as you join him in the kitchen.
"Around 10 minutes ago? How long have you been home for?"
"I came here straight after school. Where were you?" He casually responds, grabbing a popsicle from the freezer. "Out with Yoshi again?" He asks with a hint of annoyance in his voice, but maybe you're just annoyed with the words that came out his mouth. It's obvious he doesn't listen to a word you say. He really had no idea about your performance? Also, what's the reason for bringing up Yoshi in that way?
"I had my monthly performance," you bluntly say. If he really had no clue, there's no way you'd be able to tolerate his ignorance. The list of things he does that piss you off keeps growing longer and longer.
"Since when do you have monthly performances?" Your eyes follow his body moving from the kitchen to the couch. The TV flickers on and you notice his interest beginning to fade away like in any conversation you've had in the past.
"Can you please turn the TV off when we're talking?" You order him like you're his mother. Does he have even the slightest drop of respect? He treats you like his sidepiece, like you're there to entertainment him whenever he feels like it.
"Don't worry, I'm still listening," he responds with his eyes glued to the TV. His eyes haven't met yours since you've arrived.
Hyunsuk is your first boyfriend. You were never the type to date before college because the only thing occupying your mind was school. Although you started off clueless in relationships, after being with Hyunsuk for a year, you eventually learned the attributes to a toxic relationship and how certain behaviors are formed.
In the beginning, it was never like this, Hyunsuk did anything and everything just to gain your attention for more than 20 seconds, trying to win you over every day. You loved playing hard to get with him, testing his limits. One day, you gave in to him and his constant courting. The two of you became the happy couple everyone aspires to be.
"But I don't want coffee today!" You whine and jump a bit in place to show how desperate you are. "Ice cream please."
"Fine, only because I love you." The word 'no' doesn't exist in his vocabulary, at least when it comes to you. He feels bad when he sees how disappointed you get when things don't go the way you want. You and Yoshi walk through the campus on your way to the ice cream parlor nearby.
Acting like a child is a natural instinct to you. You're the youngest in the family so you were babied the most and those behaviors never faded away. You enjoy your foot to stay in the squares, never touching the lines as you walk along the sidewalks. Yoshi found your actions interesting and would sometimes copy you when he felt like it, other times he'd watch you from behind as your pace quickens.
"Do it with me," you say. It was supposed to come out as an order but the baby side of you stopped yourself. You take Yoshi's hand in yours to line him up to your speed. As you hop over each line, Yoshi walks beside you looking like a loser. "You're so lame. You owe me two ice-"
"Hey, (Y/n)!" Hyunsuk chirps from beside you, cutting you off. Hyunsuk's been convincing you to let him take you on a date for too long. Every day it's the same thing, 'How does this weekend sound?' 'Just one date.' It's not that you didn't want to go out with him, you'd actually enjoy it very much. You just want to test his patience, see how long he can last, and to what extent he'll go to.
You let go of Yoshi's hand and bring your hands to the straps of your backpack. "Uh, hi?" You act totally uninterested. You like to see him stutter and think of ways for you to say more than four words at a time.
"Did you tell Yoshi you want two ice creams? I can buy you two ice cream cones, if that's what you want." If someone is willing to buy you more than one of any kind of food, you're not passing up on that opportunity. Hyunsuk willing to pay for the food just to win you over is quite worrisome though, it's a sign of easy manipulation.
"I guess," you keep your response short.
"It's okay, dude. I can buy for (Y/n)." Yoshi says from the other side of you. He may have not gotten the message that this was a test for Hyunsuk.
"I just got paid, paying for her ice cream won't hurt," Hyunsuk throws a sassy smile at Yoshi. Hyunsuk runs in front of you to get to the ice cream parlor before you and Yoshi.
"You really got him using his money for you, huh?"
"Yup! You know, he seems to like me a lot," you state the obvious.
"Really? Hm, I don't know. To me, it seems like he doesn't even want to be around you," he sarcastically says.
"I kind of like him now," you blurt out.
"A Hyunsuk confession to me? That's a shocker." He's known about who you felt about Hyunsuk for a few days now. He was neither happy nor upset about the news, he must've seen it coming. "What? Are you finally going to answer him today?" He laughs with no idea that you've already created a plan before today.
"Um, yeah." Yoshi stops in his track but you continue to walk, not caring if he gets left behind or not. "Can you walk? I have ice cream waiting for me."
"You're going to tell him? Today?" He sounds absolutely shocked. It's hard to tell whether it's because he's afraid you'd abandon him or maybe he'll feel bad if things don't work the way you'd want.
"Is that not what I just said?" You walk back over to him and wrap your arms together. "Now, let's go."
The two of you walk over to the ice cream parlor and Hyunsuk's already waiting at a table with your two ice cream cones in hand. Yoshi orders his ice cream while you sit with Hyunsuk. "Thanks," you say as he hands you both cones.
"Yeah, no problem. I remember you always had strawberry ice cream at uni so that's what I got you," he flashes a cute smile.
"Do you not have some for yourself?" You ask and he shakes his head. A frown forms on your face, it's unfair that he's bought you dessert but left himself empty-handed. You extend your arm out and force him to take your extra ice cream cone.
"Are you free this Saturday night?" You blurt our before taking a lick of your ice cream.
Hyunsuk's taken by surprise, you're never the one to initiate any conversation that demonstrates interest but you had a sudden burst of boldness. His eyes widen and he begins to stutter, "Oh. I- Well- It's a weekend- Uh-"
You cut him off, his stuttering's cute but you want a straight up answer, "If you're not free, just tell me. We can figure out another day."
"Thursday night?"
"It's a date."
The date is what initiated your relationship, it was a new beginning as a couple and for you as an individual. By the end of the date, Hyunsuk's impatient self had asked you to be his girlfriend and you proudly said yes.
You can't put your finger exactly on when your relationship went downhill, all you know is leading up to your one year anniversary, things changed.
Hyunsuk started off sweet, caring, a whore for your attention but turned into an unsupportive and distant boyfriend. He never takes you out on random dates, walks with you to school in the morning, and most importantly, you don't sleep in the same bed anymore and if you were, there'd be a line of pillows separating you. You're the only person putting in the effort nowadays and it's tiring.
You snatch the remote from beside him and turn off the TV. "What the hell? Give me back the remote!" He slightly raises his voice but it doesn't bother you. He's done it way too many times for it to have any sort of effect you.
"Oh? You want the remote back? Here, take it." You rip the batteries out from the back and slip them into your back pocket. Mercilessly, the remote is thrown onto the couch next to him.
"What the fuck was that for?" He yells yet again. His eyes meet yours for the first time, his eyebrows furrowed and face burning red.
"I can't take this anymore! I've been taking your shit for way too long. What happened to you the past few months, huh? You are a whole 'nother person. You're not the Hyunsuk I met in literature class my freshman year," I scoff. "The old you would do anything to see me, spend time with me. Please, just tel-"
"What do you expect? People change, (Y/n)! Do you want me to stay the same for the rest of my life?" He has a point, people change but never to the extent where they begin to lose interest in their girlfriend's life.
"I expect you to act like my boyfriend! You're never there for me. I'm always at your dance recitals and soccer games but never have you been to one of mine." Your vision becomes blurry because of your teary eyes. "I- I'm so fucking tired. Tired of- of having to look in the crowd and not see my boyfriend's face. Do you know how helpless I feel up on stage? You're supposed to be my number one supporter."
"You have never mentioned your performances before. How was I supposed to know?" This is his excuse? That's the fattest lie ever made on the planet.
"What do you mean?" You raise your voice. Your voice is very unstable and so is your mind, you could break at any second. "I've been bringing it up even before we started dating. I'd tell you every month, 'I have a performance next week. Do you want me to buy you a ticket?' You always have an excuse, it always has to do with work or going out with your friends. Do you just not have time for your girlfriend?"
"No! I don't! I have a social life and I need to pay the bills. All you do is go out with that stupid Yoshi boy!" He had absolutely no business bringing him into this. Is he using Yoshi as an excuse to ignore his own girlfriend?
"Pay the bills?" You quietly say to yourself before repeating it as loud as possible, "Pay the fucking bills? Your money goes straight to drinking with your friends. I am the only one paying the bills here. Me!" His head lowers down from embarrassment because he knows he's wrong. Yes, he makes money, but where does it all go? To food and drinks with his friends the night after earning it. It's a complete waste of money and a complete waste of your time. Because of how much money he spends, you end up working night and morning shifts to earn the money that he's responsible for paying off.
"And what the hell does Yoshi have to do with this? The only reason why the two of us are together so much is because he actually makes the effort to support me. He's my best friend and you're supposed to be my boyfriend. Instead of being a jealous brat, bringing up his name in an argument that has nothing to do with him, why don't you try to act your part?" You say all in one breath.
Just then, you break down into tears. You were holding it all in for too long that the pain and frustration hit you all at once, bringing you down into a ball of tears. Your breathing was obviously uneven as you were crying but it soon became hard to breathe. Hyunsuk stayed quiet the whole time, not knowing what to say or do. Was he supposed to comfort you or let you cry on the floor by yourself? After listening to your constant hiccuping and sobs continuing for god knows how long, he kneels in front of you.
Your cries were longer than usual and from the sound of his voice, he was concerned. "(Y/n)? Di- Did you take your pills when you got home?" You shake your head in response. This is why Yoshi is always there to remind you to take your pills, he knows you tend to forget at night.
"Okay." Hyunsuk disregards everything that's been said the past few minutes to focus on you and your health, "We're going to stand up and get you to the bed." He holds you up from your armpits, lifting you up from the floor. Once all of your weight is on your feet, nothing.
You see absolutely nothing. Pitch black.
[9:12pm]
You open your eyes to face the ceiling and stretch your arms and legs. "You're awake," a voice from beside you says.
"Yo- Yoshi. What are you doing here? What time is it? Where's Hyunsuk?" The questions flood out as you have a hard time remembering what happened to you.
"A lot of questions, huh? It's a bit past 9. Hyunsuk called me and told me about the fight you had and how you passed out. He didn't know how to handle you so he asked me to come over and help. He also didn't know how you'd feel if he was the first person you saw," he lets out a soft giggle at the end.
You forgot about your fight with Hyunsuk. Everything's coming back to you: The annoyance, the slight confusion of his words. You know if he were to walk through the door right now, you wouldn't hesitate to pounce him.
"You forgot to take your medicine when you got home, didn't you?" He breaks your train of thought. He knows you so well.
"Ho- How did you know?"
"Who's the one to call you at 7:40 every night to remind you?" He asks pulling out your phone to show you a missed call from him at exactly 7:40pm. Sometimes, you learn new things about yourself, like how high maintenance you are to the point where you need another person to remind you of what to do every single day.
"I didn't have to take my meds. I just shouldn't have went off on Hyunsuk, then this would've never happened."
Yoshi sighs and gently pats your head, "We both know it was bound to happen. There just needed to be something to trigger it." Again, he knows you so well, a bit too well.
"Can you bring him here? I want to finish my conversation from earlier." Maybe you won't pounce him, you have absolutely no energy for that. But you do need this weight to be lifted off of your shoulders.
"Only if you promise to not attack him or yell at him," he holds out his pinky. You connect your pinkies and do your quick handshake.
"Promise."
Yoshi leaves the room and shortly after, Hyunsuk walks through the door sending you a soft smile. You pat the spot next to you on the bed and he respectfully and quietly sits, waiting for you to say something.
"I think it's time," you softly say. You avoid eye contact with Hyunsuk because you knew if you were to look into his eyes, all it'd reflect is pain. Even though he wasn't the perfect boyfriend, maybe didn't even act like your boyfriend at all, he loves you and no matter how he acts, you both knew that. You never stopped loving him despite how many times he angered and tested you.
"Can we please try again? I swear I'll be the perfect boyfriend to you, (Y/n). I- I was thinking while you were asleep, looking back at the past few months. You put up with so much shit that you shouldn't have had to go through and I'm truly sorry. I want to make it up to you by making things right," he says with hope in his voice. "Please, (Y/n)." You look up at him, he genuinely is sorry. The regret and pain in his teary eyes are strong, no one could see past it.
You take a deep breath to quickly recollect your thoughts, "I'm sorry, Hyunsuk. I'm not happy in this relationship anymore. This could be the time to better ourselves." You keep it short, not wanting to hurt his feelings even more.
"I- I don't get a second chance?" A tear rolls down his face.
"I've given you more than just a second chance these past few months. Maybe in the future we'll have a chance to try again together." You still love Hyunsuk. There's no such thing as a perfect relationship, there's bound to be mistakes and obstacles in the way to drive you apart. If the two of you are truly meant to be then you'll meet again.
"Maybe," he softly says. "Or maybe it's Yoshi that should be given a chance."
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kitaychan ¡ 4 years ago
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We need to talk.
Summary: After a breakup, Ivan realizes his life was not as fullfilling as he had thought. Reaching out to old friends might prove to be a slow task with interesting outcomes.
Chapter preview: Ivan turned around only to meet the cashier's backhand with his cheek. Blinking rapidly he heard Feliciano's apologies, the poor guy was quivering in fear, the brunette glanced down before questioning. "Is it your pet, sir?"
Ivan sighed and nodded.
"Perhaps you could place some cat treats around your home, that may help... uhh Boris? To find the way back."
Ivan felt Alfred patting him in the back, snickering softly, the American smiled at the cashier. "That was a good way of snapping or should I say slapping? him back to reality."
Chapter 4: Laughter
"Sir, can I tell you something?"
Ivan glanced at the cashier, he was a brunette with short hair, Ivan always wondered how the guy managed to stick out that strange curl of hair, looking at it reminded him of Alfred’s attempts at taming his cowlick.
Ivan chuckled at the thought and nodded at the man.
He had a slight trace of an accent in his voice, Ivan couldn't figure the cause of it just yet, or perhaps he hadn't paid too much attention.
The small badge in the cashier's uniform gave out his name "Feliciano" alongside the badge was a tiny tag of a German flag. That sent Ivan a wave of frustration, the accent wasn't german, he was sure of it.
Feliciano was talking to him but Ivan couldn't focus on his words, he was busy trying not to get hit by the guy’s hands. He had seen it before, when “Feliciano” was talking excitedly with other customers, he would usually move his hands widely as the speed of his speech increased, making it hard to understand his words. Which was exactly what was happening right now, Ivan had lost track of the guy’s words and now he was talking about a recipe of pasta.
Ivan glanced around, looking for some help from Alfred.
The prospect of going grocery shopping this morning wasn't as dreadful as the night before thanks to the American.
Alfred’s frame could be seen in the entrance, he was asking if he could put the missing cat paper in the front door. Ivan had advised him not to, seeing the place would get too much attention and he didn't want all of the neighborhood to have his number but the American did so anyways.
Ivan turned around only to meet the cashier's backhand with his cheek. Blinking rapidly he heard Feliciano's apologies, the poor guy was quivering in fear, the brunette glanced down before questioning. "Is it your pet, sir?"
Ivan sighed and nodded.
"Perhaps you could place some cat treats around your home, that may help... uhh Boris? To find the way back."
Ivan felt Alfred patting him in the back, snickering softly, the American smiled at the cashier. "That was a good way of snapping or should I say slapping? him back to reality."
Feliciano faltered starting a string of apologies.
Alfred laughed. "It's fine dude, I'm sure Ivan didn't mind, but the treats are such a good idea, thanks, man. I'll get them and you can keep with your good work."
Having Alfred around was a blessing, he could get out of awkward situations so easily.
Once they were out of the store Alfred burst out laughing. "I can't believe he slapped you."
"It was an accident," Ivan said softly, he looked down at the small bag of cat treats, the picture of a fluffy cat with his mouth open while a rain of fish snacks was falling, caught his attention.
Sighing he observed the American climbing back into the car, he looked excited, like a child that has been finally allowed to seat at the front.
Taking the driver seat, Ivan wondered if the american’s excitement was directed to him, the car or the situation. Pushing away those thoughts, the Russian figured that Alfred was happy to visit his brother, he was driving him to Matthew's house after all.
Alfred gave him a light punch in the arm. “Are you ok? You are zoning out a lot.”
“I'm sorry.”
Alfred took out his phone, typing a message and smiling back at the Russian. “Do you want to visit Matt with me?”
Ivan paused, glancing at Alfred’s bright smile and shook his head. “No, Alfred, thank you.”
Alfred whined, typing out something on his phone again and pressed. “Are you sure?”
The Russian’s eyes were fixed on the road. “Yes. You came on a family visit and I don't want to ruin that.”
“You won't ruin it. You are family.”
Ivan could see Matthew’s house from where they were, the neighborhood was something the Russian would describe as “cute”, some children were playing outside, an old lady walking his small dog, the facade of the house seemed like the perfect family house one would see in christmas movies. Ivan wondered how could Matthew pay for it all, Ivan was supposed to earn more than him.
Parking in front of the house, Ivan gave Alfred a small smile. “I don't think Matthew wants to see me, he is the one doing my work at the moment.”
The American mocked him. His face showing a fake sense of dread and indignation. “Oh man, he must be going nuts.”
Ivan chuckled at Alfred’s exaggerated gestures. “Probably, tell him that he can pass some of it to me if he wants.”
Alfred frowned. “No way, you are on vacation.”
“But-”
The American exited the car, stating sternly. “No buts, you won't work on your vacations and that's final.”
Ivan saw him greeting his brother in the entrance, Matthew waved at him and he returned the salute.
The way back seemed longer without Alfred’s chatting. A red light made him stop once again and Ivan swore that he was taking too long to arrive home. Ivan reached the bag of cat treats and inspected it, boredom siping through his being, he should have bought something to eat, or perhaps he should have accepted Alfred’s invitation, anything was better than waiting in a red light while reading the dietary contents of cat treats.
He opened the window, the day was sunny and a bit windy, he could hear the pedestrian’s chit chat, a small kid with his mother was eating ice cream, he smiled at the sight, remembering when Katya would take a walk with him after school when he was younger, Ivan’s smile faltered at the sound of an overly familiar laughter.
His head turning in the direction of the laughter, eyes searching for him out of habit. And there he was, crossing the street, walking hand by hand with someone he didn’t know, laughing and smiling warmly, carrying groceries and talking with whomever that was.
It was a matter of seconds, three minutes at best but for Ivan it was an eternity, to watch him pass in front of him, the other guy was shorter than Tolys, blonde, and was carrying a… what was that? a purse? a satchel? no, it’s too big for that, is that a cat carrier? was that Boris?
No, he must be confused, Bors was at home after Tolys left. Ivan shook his head and glanced up again, they were gone, well, not gone, they were on the other side of the street, walking further away.
They didn’t notice him. Why would they? they seemed so happy, one would usually ignore things or people when being happy, right? one would see only the bright side and the joyful expressions of the other, right?
They were happy, Tolys was happy, that’s what mattered. They were happy and Ivan was… he was fine, not happy but fine.
He resumed his way back Thinking about nothing and everything at the same time.
When he was finally inside of his apartment, a pulsing ache in his heart was oppressing him, and for the first time in years, he felt like letting himself cry. His body seemed to register the fact before he could think about it, his eyes watered and he started sobbing.
After a while, he calmed down, pondering between calling one of his sisters or Alfred, or just serving himself some vodka and going to sleep. He took out his phone, refusing to call right now, his voice would probably be shaky or he would end up crying again. He tried writing to Katya but refrained from it after some attempts, the situation seemed so stupid and yet, there he was feeling like a small hopeless child all over again.
Reaching the fridge seemed like an easier task.
Looking around the kitchen, he glanced at a sticky note placed in the fridge, its bright yellow looked strange in contrast with the dull colors of the kitchen.
Alfred’s scrappy handwriting made Ivan smile again. “No vodka, unless it is to celebrate something.” The note said.
Ivan took the note carefully, opened the fridge, looking at the full bottle with another sticky note “I’m serious” it read.
He stared for a second before noticing another sticky note, this time in a lunch container. “I know what you are thinking, Dumbass. Eat something.”
Ivan chuckled, taking out the container and the notes. Feeling lighter, he opened the food container, to see some chicken nuggets.
The Russian glanced at the nearest window, the day was still sunny and bright.
He sighed, he’d be fine.
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jiminrings ¡ 5 years ago
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homebound
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pairing: yoongi x y/n
glimpse: race car driver!yoongi is a tiny bit fond of pit stop crew!y/n, grumpy crew chief!jimin will be the bANE of your existence, and jungkook is ur saving grace for bumper stickers whenever u wanna surprise yoongi :D
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notes: ok if u know charlie leclerc from F1, he was the inital reason why i wanted to write this au with yoongi!! think of this as an au with a mix of F1-level type of class and racing, but with a NASCAR type of pit crew that only has five members instead of formula one’s twenty!! i also asked my close friend for info since she’s an avid f1 fan to add on to my prior knowledge!! this is a work of fiction and accuracy does nOt always result to fun so pls just enjoy this!!! i also made a poll to what i should write next and this was one of the options and tHEN d-2 dropped and i was !!! ok it’s settled then // pic is from pinterest but i just edited it since it looked like it was shot with a 3210 hihi
also: you can talk to my characters!!! send in an ask anytime :D
(๑>◡<๑)
jungkook, as a person, is an excellent one
he’s talented, he’s kind, he’s driven, he’s gonna buy you your meal when you don’t have enough cash on you and would say “yA PAY ME BACK LATER” but in the end, he’ll just wave it off and say “nah i was kidding it’s my treat :D”
he’s also h*ndsome but you won’t say that again and again because his ego?? his bragging rights?? what then
jungkook, as a friend, is a fun, attentive, food-inhaling and money-draining carebear that can be pERSUASIVE if he needs to be
he lets u have the last slice of pizza!! or the last pringle or the last pearl in the massive cup of milktea you split with two straws and a giant butter croissant
he holds the umbrella up for the two of you when it’s raining and you’re sharing it
if he feels extra kind then he’ll be in the side in which there are more splatters and puddles to go through
if he feels like a sAINT then yes he may piggyback u but only if u hold up the umbrella because he’s a saint not four-arms from ben ten
7/10 times that he screenshots what’s in his cart but wouldn’t checkout, he genuinely just wants to show you because he’s excited and when you dO decide to get it for him, whether it was an actual shock or he just kept sending you screenshots until you got the hint, he makes sure to hug you until you physically can’t breathe anymore
he once saw this you liked that didn’t become your boyfriend because it turns out you were just a bet and you’re only worth a month of fucking gatorade
you’re not the most confident person ever in the worls but you’re sURE
you are worth more than month’s supply of glacier freeze for a no thoughts, head empty football jock senior
jungkook was sure too
if ur gonna be an asshat that he’s gonna hate anyway, aTLEAST make it cool blue because that belongs to top tier
he made sure he went to TOWN on that punching bag while looking at that dude
whatever he did, jungkook did with much more power and intensity and he is still maintaning eye contact after the airhead caught on and recognized him
HE NEVER SAW THE DUDE IN THE GYM AFTER
jungkook, as an athlete, is a beast and u gotta admit that
he played basketball in college while u played softball!!!
you were handpicked by your coach if you wanna try out for this once in a lifetime career opportunity aND it was sketchy at first
u kept asking on what was it about but all she said was “that’s for you to know.,.,., if you wanna accept the offer :))” and you were eventually driven to the edge because you wanted to know so badly
and then it turns out u were the ONLY one in your softball team to be handpicked as she said and then u were instructed to go to the gym in which there were chairs lined up
oh god is this a cult
there were a couple other people too and you could recognize some of them from the swimming team and this girl from weighlifting and that dude from football
they too did not have any idea at aLL
you just decided to sit by the last row... y’know... just in case....
and then jungkook strolls in confused as fUCK but in the same time excited and he sits beside you because he’s thinking the same thing of what if this was sketchy shit!!
you just knew him then because he looked familiar and you may have seen him asleep in your calc class a couple of times
and also because his hair was peach
how could u possibly forget that aha
“oH i like your uniform!!”
jungkook immediately spoke what was on his mind and pointed to your softball uniform u were still in and then your response was to freeze
ok that might have been too forward and-
“i know right?? oH MY GOD!! i signed up for softball in the first place because the uniform was sO COOL!!”
“bro i joined basketball because i heard that tHE WARMERS WERE SO SOFT”
:D
and then a friendship was born
the both of you were not thinking anymore about the fact that you’re both in a gym with no instructions whatsoever bc you’re too excited to be talking about what’s happening!!!
you joined a sport jUST for their uniforms?? oh my god i did that TOO
turns out that jungkook was actually great at basketball and he just knew then
also turned out that u were a gifted natural in softball even if you didn’t fully grasp the mechanics at first
“but when do i oH IS IT MY TIME TO RUN??? no?? not yet?? oh aha yeah i guess i run that fast :D”
the two of you bonded so good that it was immediately decided that u are really meant to be friends with each other
sometimes people mistake the both of you as a couple and u know what,,, sometimes the two of you take advantage of that because a fREE DESSERT?? ice cream on the house?? celebratory cake because jungkook one time jokingly went down on one knee and proposed a ring pop to you that he just saw LYING on the ground???
don’t mind if u do :)))
jungkook, as a fellow pit stop crew member, is a really comforting (and sometimes annoying) presence
he doesn’t question when you get whiney from the fatigue settling in and instead? he just whines with you!!
the impromptu meeting in the gym? it was actually an orientation and introduction to try out for a pit stop crew program for this really really popular racing organization :D
athletes were in-demand because the discipline and the speed and the skills were needed
and you were filtered furthermore and it just ended up with only the handful of you
of course you could opt out but if you do pursue to go through, and if you do exceptionally good, then you might just be one of the two people they’re gonna hire as a part of the pit stop crew after you graduate!!
god training was rigorous and the practical test was even more nerve-wracking
you were put in pairs and in groups to see how the camaraderie and teamwork would show and bEST BELIEVE THAT YOU AND JUNGKOOK.,.,.
exceptional
breathtaking
best work
not to toot your own horn or anything ://
aha and those two positions? of course it went to the two of you!!
but jungkook, as a fellow pit stop crew member but for your oPPONENT TEAM is beyond irking
you see...
it was guaranteed that you and jungkook would be accepted into the organization
what wasn’t guaranteed, however, is that the two of you would be a member of the same pit crew
u found that hIGHLY confusing because what for... you guys saw how kook and i work together.... don’t you want that idk intact?????
“hobi-hyung’s gonna win this time. i guarantee you that. i bet you HALF of my food allowance”
hobi aka jung hoseok is a force to be reckoned with
you always see him in races and u know enough about him because jungkook just won’t shut up about how great he is!!
he’s a very giggly and joyful person and sometimes you just can’t help smiling when you see him getting interviewed over by their spot
kook’s introduced you to hobi a couple of times eagerly now and hobi does not!! forget!! names!!
it’s a lil conflict of interest for you and jungkook to be openly best friends while being in oppositing teams, but that doesn’t seem to stop heh
hoseok shook your hand firmly and eVEN added another hand so your hand is sandwiched by his and he has a permanent :D on his face
u immediately got why jungkook was so fascinated and happy to be working with him
“i mean nO offense to hobi, kook, and he’s like a rEALLY really great guy and a great driver and i have tons of respect for him also i totally get why you’re whipped for him bUT-“
“ᵒᵏ ʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵉ ᵍᵒ ᵃᵍᵃᶦⁿ”
“he’s great, but not min yoongi great!!”
he already had that coming
how can jungkook not anticipate that when you have said that to him a million times already
that guy barely even talks to you but he’s so chatty with literally Everyone But You
he has a theory
theorieS actually
ok first one is that ur a guardian angel for yoongi
WAIT NO HEAR HIM OUT FOR A SEC
you just gravitate towards him!! you wanna be around yoongi as much as you can in non-stalker way but rATHER in guardian angel ways
you and jungkook are almost always in the same place at the same time given your jobs
also sketchy for kook because it could be seven in the evening and you’d call him using the hotel phone and go
“eY JUNGKOOK do u wanna come with me to this pub :) to celebrate yoongi’s win today :) do you :) please :) say yes pls :)”
“y/n baby hOW many time do i have to remind you that i am yOUR team’s opponent,,, jung hoseok is the OPPONENT of min yoongi,,,”
“... how many drinks do u want”
...
...
“fINE i’m gonna wear a hoodie again and i’ll get a cab to tail your team’s car and i’ll come inside the pub five minutes after again and tHEN i’ll pretend to bump into you. a g a i n”
plus you always have the heart eyes for yoongi no matter how blank he is with you or frustrated he gets after a sucky race
second theory: you’re not a guardian angel; you probably just have a crush on yoongi
:O
wait does th is mean that lovers are like angels, and angels are like lovers?
goddamn
omg he should’ve just become a poet or something
get those hands busy with typing up the same message but in different wordings and nOT lifting up cars under time pressure or change a wheel like your life depended on it
lmao maybe he should become a singer or something
“but it is true!”
“you use his name as an adjective now!!”
“lol true the sunset was yoongi today”
god jungkook’s thinking if it’s possible to drown himself in this glass of water because eW you’re so in love and for WHAT
“what’s tHAT supposed to mean??”
“beautiful!! c’mon jungkook think every now and then!!”
yoongi just isn’t a name in the game
he is the name of the game
his dad was a famous racer up until his retirement
and then his grandfather set the family name into racing because boi is he a legend too
AND THEN HERE HE IS
yoongi’s been karting ever since he was like what?? six years old??
ultimately ever since he was a kid, he knew he wanted to do racing too
he just didn’t want his family’s reputation preceding him
(he was also thinking of wAIT do i actually have skills oR do i just have “skills” because it’s expected from me)
plot twist he did have skills
he tried out and just had his name as suga
and then when he knocked out those officials and got them sTANDING up from their seats because they really needed what was happening to sink in, that’s when he just dropped the truth bomb
“oh aHA actually i’m min yoongi!! nice to meet you!!”
he was just talented like that
so talented that he almost went with moto racing instead because he knew how to drive motorcyles!!
rode a bike twice and he immediately went pSH give me a motorbike nOW PLS :((
one time he fell out of balance and dislocated his shoulder and yoongi then decided that will never do that again lmao
the thing is, you haven’t had a proper lengthy conversation with yoongi that had some substance to it
it’s your default congratulations and you’re “oMG you killed it out there you were a bEAST!!” and him just going “thanks!” and then walking off
you wanna call him nicknames
if it’s not yoongi, then either it’s sir or it’s mr. min
and it’s no fun :((
how come jungkook can call hoseok HOBI
you really just wish you were as close
sometimes if you’re lucky, yoongi gets your name right!!
it’s okay!! yoongi’s just a little bit reserved with you!! that’s all!! :)
it’s a race day anyway and you all just headed out to the circuit fairly early
yoongi’s sitting by himself wearing a white shirt underneath his racing suit and uWu he looks so comfy :((
normally in practice days and practice drills, he’d be also sitting by himself as he looks wistful staring out
but no not really
he would pull out his phone a couple seconds later oR pass out and wake up when he feels like falling because one of his talents was to fall asleep sitting
sitting.,.. the seat doesn’t even need to have a backrest.,..,
the season is about to end and you dON’T want to pass another season without atleast attempting to invoke some reaction from him with how much you interact with him
you smiled at him more than a hundred times already but he just goes :] and then walks off AGAIN
you’re gonna be proactive!! you’re gonna do these moves!! yOU’RE GONNA OWN IT :D
you’re striding very confidently to where yoongi’s sat and he doesn’t take notice because his back’s turned to you and you’re walking too fast and motivated that he probably doesn’t hear you
wait maybe you need to back-track a little
“am i — am i supposed to know why you’re giving me a pill and what is this pill?”
maybe you should have done a better way to do this aHa
“w-what?? oH nO NO it’s not — it’s a caffeine pill!!”
yoongi’s mouth forms into a lil :O and he tilts his head, trying to register and find your face in the memory bank for his pit crew
“i just — i just noticed aND uh y’know it’s not only me?? it’s just that i- we know that you drink coffee a lot and you aren’t allowed to drink it when it’s an actual game and not practice, because it’s gonna make you pee-“
maybe you shouldn’t be talking about pee
this is the longest (one-sided) conversation you’ve ever had with yoongi without him walking away and you’re talking about body fluids!!!!
it’s okay it’s cool
he probably knows what you’re talking about anyway
everything he wears is heavy-duty fire-proof material from his undies to his racing suits aND so does the pit crew
it’s gonna make you sweat a lot!! it was a given
yoongi doesn’t drink much water in the first place and he only gulps down liters of it when he’s officially done with his race
he doesn’t drink coffee before an actual race either because it just does these things to him
caffeine makes him focused but the particular one that he favors makes him tOO focused
and also coffee makes you pee more than any other!!
plus yoongi swears too that he’s nEVER peed in his racing suit ever and he’s gonna stand by that no matter how much stoopid questions he gets or teases
“point is, you can be a liTTLE bit out of yourself when you don’t have your fix a-and i mean absolutely nO offense yoongi sir aha mmmmh just!! here!! a caffeine pill!!”
he’s looking down on your palm and he takes into detail that the pill was lying snugly on a bed of pREMIUM tissue paper
hmmm this looks like those soft tissues from his hotel room???? is it just him???
you put it there not oNLY for presentation, but also because giving it to him with your bare hands that are gettin sweaty with how nervous you are is unhygienic
god ur struggles
“jungkook is this tissue tOO crumpled?? like does it look intentional crumple, or like an effortless cUte crumple???”
“are u out of your fucking mind?? oh my gOD no it’s too crumpled!! let me do it”
y/n!!
that’s it!! that’s your name!! you’re y/n!!
yoongi can’t believe that there’s this girl from his pit crew that is giving him a caffeine pill because-
“this is nice of you. very considerate.”
yo
did yoongi just talk to you
u have officially lowered your goals in life!! you can nOW perish peacefully knowing that yoongi has said something else to you besides “thanks” :D
he snatches your lil napkin bed and takes the pill and your other hand is a bit lonely because you’re holding a bottle of his special water and-
did he just
did he just swallow a pill dry
people who swallow their pills dry SCARE YOU
they are to be feared honestly
however there are exceptions hehe
tHIS ONLY MAKES YOU WANT TO KNOW YOONGI MORE!!
although you really can’t
not when you can literally hear your crew chief’s footsteps towards you and you’re just smiling through :D
you don’t know a park jimin
no you don’t aha :D
sometimes denial is the key!!!
“y/n, go do some stretches with your crew.”
sometimes u really really just wanna rattle jimin back and forth
he’s a grumpy crew chief!! a strict one!! one that wouldn’t let an ice cream man give out treats, because in his words, it is completely unnecessary
vernon got assigned as ice cream man and his feelings were HURT
jimin’s exceptional, no doubt about that
his strategies coincide well with yoongi’s and it contributes to the winning formula
what you just don’t like is how he’s grumpy with almost everyone else, but he’s extra grumpy with you
you offered a piece out of your packet of gummy bear ones
jimin just stared at you up and down, eyes narrowed as he looks as if he’s been offended big-time
“are you trying to woo me with your citric acid obsession?”
woo wHAT
yOU WHAT????
“jIMIN-“
and then he crossed his arms across his chest as you’re trying to reason out that you were just being considerate and nOt trying to woo him!!!
“aish. if you’re gonna woo me, atleast go for a proper attempt. a granola bar. that’s good. i’m gonna deny you anyway, but atleast that one isn’t laughable.”
you cannot
you seriously cannot comprehend wHY is jimin like this
he has this habit of clicking his tongue and shaking his head and THEN walking away
people walking away from you is a trend apparently
“but jimin i already stretched aND warmed up today”
he hums at that but you have a feeling that your words are just going through one ear and out of the other
you just love being chastised by your crew chief in front of yoongi <3
“with jungkook?”
wait who is jungkook
yoongi suddenly has more interest into this conversation because uh who is jungkook and why does the name itself kinda intimidate him
he’s kinda familiar with the name but nOT the face
:(
is this your thing
is your thing giving out caffeine pills?? this is just a normal occurrence and he shouldn’t feel this AWED at the sentiment??
“yeah!! and we did both our warm-ups!! tWICE if i might add!!”
jimin knows about jungkook tho
he knows how you’re best friends and opponents in a technical sense
he’s a little wary of that still but he guesses that it just can’t be helped???
there’s a lot of talk on the field with how great jungkook is as a pit crew member anyway!! they were surely a bit confused too on with how the two of you were separated but it’s for the better (?) anyways considering that you’re both aces
good for hobi
good for yoongi
bAd for jimin!!! and you’re his favorite
his favorite when it comes to scolding even when you particularly haven’t done anything
tough love
“.... hmmmm”
“mmmmmh”
yoongi feels like he has to add on to the conversation because he’s gotta admit that it’s somehow entertaining
he’ll ask jimin later about this jungkook guy anyway :))
“i didn’t see it though. do it again.”
smile thru da pain :)))
yoongi placed second in this race though and although that isn’t entirely bad, he is still kinda upset because that just means he’s second best :((
hobi placed first!!
he’s all cool about it and yoongi doesn’t wanna be bitter but he iS mad at himself for not getting pole position for this race
so for every race for the season, there’s three qualifying sessions to determine your position in the grid!! if it all adds up and you’re the one with the fastest times, then u become the pole-sitter
acquiring the pole position aka being the pole-sitter puts a driver at an advantage because they’re first in line!! aND they don’t have to weave in between cars at the back and fight for getting ahead
it’s cool that’s cool :))) yoongi’s got pole position more than a handful times anyway :))) he’s just giving out chances for the others :))) 
he’s kind like that :)))
[ yoongi is bURNING in the inside tho ]
there’s what?? like eight more races in this whole championship season?? yeah he could make this work no pressure
the caffeine pill,,, however.,.,.,,
“well?? how did it work out??”
jungkook is beyond impatient now because you keep getting into telling the story of how it went with yoongi but you jUST kept getting distracted
it’s only fair because yah the race just ended and you and jungkook didn’t opt to go back to the hotel with your teams so you could eat out from the stalls here after a really tiring day!! you deserve it!!
“okAy so like i was really nervous, yeah?? so i walked and then oOOOOOH CHEESY BEEF FRIES!! jungkook look omg cHEESy beef fries!! hold on lemme-”
you are aging jungkook and he swears by that
“nO no!! here!!! i already bought them!!! can you just oH my god!! y/n please stand STILL”
he’s holding you still with both of his hands grounding your shoulders wHILE his hands are still holding up his food and drinks and none of them are spilling?
that’s: talent
he’s been antsy ever since you texted him before the race started that you’re diving in head-first without a proper plan!! he was writing an elaborate plan in bullet points on his dotted notebook and tHen you’re telling him that you’re gonna dive straight in??
first of all how dare u
second of all pLEASE just tell him how it went
“five bites of fries, two minutes of telling how it went.”
ok he is a really great negotiator and also you’re already shoving like three in your mouth so this is more favorable than what he bargained for
jungkook does find you a pain in the ass sometimes like there is nO denying that absolutely
but he can attest to the fact that you are a GREAT storyteller
like damn your emotions?? hand gestures?? how you’d eVEN switch positions so he could get visuals of how it went down?? perfection like so good that jungkook feels so flustered because omg?? so tHIS is why you have a crush on yoongi aha
you’re not gonna lie,, jungkook sometimes decreases your lifespan for a solid seven months at the least
but you’re lying too when you say that he isn’t a dAMN good listener/audience
his doe eyes get even bigger and he is dang expressive and he’s never insincere and doesn’t exaggerate tOO much to the point that it’s obnoxious!!
and he doesn’t pick any story of yours!! he is vERY genuine!!!
[ sputters while drinking his iced tea ] “jimin cockblocked aGAIN???”
[ crouches to the floor when you went out to the mall alone because he didn’t want to and ended up meeting owen wilson, the guy who voiced lightning mcqueen ] “WHAT??????? YOU WHAT????? YOU’RE TELLING ME WHAT???????”
[ sobs because he didn’t meet owen wilson ] “i’m just so *wails* i’m just rEGRETTING every *heaves* single decision i made a-and *fans tears* i should’ve just went with you :(((”
[ giggles and shrieks continuously for ten minutes and keeps hugging you because you bought him those big boots that you call romper stompers for his birthday ] “you did nOT!! oh my god they’re really mine?? MINE??? you’re telling me that these are mINE now??? omg omg i could die rn y/n i swear i LOVE YOU!!! i’m not gonna step on u i swear :(( thank you thank you :(((”
yoongi couldn’t be anymore smiley
like sure enough, his mind should only stay in the game when he is in the game
he can’t think about what he wants for dinner later that night or let his thoughts drift because otherwise, hE’S the one that’s going to drift
but maybe
just maybe when he’s at the last stretch and hobi’s already crossed the finish line and the closest driver behind him is like lmao a kilometer away
he just can’t help thinking about you!! and the napkin bed you made for his caffeine pill!! and how he doesn’t get why he’s never talked to you before because like you’re cute n all :D
he’s never seen a pit crew member talk back to jimin like that before and yeah sure you’re playful but not overstepping it ya know
“so jimin,,, y/n, amirite?”
jimin’s a lil bit confused because uhhh yoongi has never talked to him
about you before but he’s not that bothered
“... yeah?”
...
...
“jimin this is the part where you tell me about y/n”
“how was i supposed to know? you only said her name!! is that like a signal or wHAT??”
“couldn’t i be anymore obvious??”
the bottom line is that yoongi got a crash course when it came to you and he couldn’t be any more grateful for jimin
he’s also confirmed that jungkook isn’t ur boyfriend but that’s kinda debatable because jimin added an “i’m not eNTIRELY sure though” and yoongi hates him for it!!
there’s just something about yoongi that you can’t shake off
and you don’t wanna fall that deep because it’s just a crush!! just a harmless crush and u know you aren’t probably gonna stand a chance :((
although you’re just gonna keep that to yourself because kook will probably lecture you for five minutes and THEN smack you in the head because you’re bringing yourself down again
jungkook knows you’re a natural ace like c’mon yoongi’s just gonna be a piece of cake!!
yeah sure yoongi doesn’t initiate conversation with your or barely holds eye contact and can barely remember your name, only recalls you as part of his team, and can be ignoring the things you’re doing for him bUT I MEAN THAT’S NOT ALWAYS THE DETERMING FACTORS, RIGHT??right??
pls say right
jungkook’s convincing himself as much as you’re convincing yourself that u have a chance with yoongi
you can’t help it :((
you love that smile!! that smile when he knows how good he’s done that he automatically could tell that he’d be getting an extra point since he’s the one who was the fastest on that lap!or that laugh when he pops out a cork of champagne once again and he’s getting the hang of it
his calm demeanor looks so cute even when he isn’t even doing anything in particular and how it could be so hot especially when his stare’s just rigid
you’ve been in celebratory going out parties in bars with your team to know that yoongi’s just boisterous and chatty when he gets drunk
he even gets cLINGY to whoever’s sitting beside him and it’s usually jimin and he can even make jimin yield to having oNE more shot with him :((
in meetings too!!!
yoongi’s personal style is just mostly black and sometimes when he’s feeling spicy, he’d add in some random pastels or perhaps even a small nEON detail
his cheeks tooyou just wanna kiss them so bad :(((
they’re so plump and full whenever he pouts and smiles and you have to gRIP your fist just to get rid of the l*nging in your system
YOONGI HAS PIERCED EARS TOO
MULTIPLE PIERCINGS!!!you’ve never seen him wear earrings tho and that’s saddening
jewelry, most especially on drivers, is just a big no-no because just in cAse the driver catches on fire or not, it’s still a big hazard
you once saw yoongi walking in the hallway just as you were about to exit the elevator to go to ur hotel room and he was wearing a wATCH
u almost went feral goddamn
you see yoongi again after your caffeine pill advance on him? a necklace, maybe? those thick chain bracelets like the ones jungkook wears? him wearing rings? it could be a blinged-out diamond band or a heart-shaped plastic ring from a kinder egg and you would sTILL GO FERAL
“i just wish — j-just wish that red string lovers exist in real life, y’know, kook?? do you get what i’m saying?”
jungkook wishes that was a real thing too
you’re just a bit vulnerable because u have some alcohol in your system
a little bit emotional
meanwhile jungkook is just straight up bland and is up for no fun
three-drink jungkook is boring
you should see five-drink jungkook!! hE’S A WILD ONE that could backflip with a 70% success rate of not throwing up after
“i do. i wish that red string lovers do exist. kind of like that movie, kimi no nawa. i love that movie.”
...
“... jungkook. omg a-are you saying i should like, tie a red string on my pinky and tHEN on yoongi’s pinky!! in this way, i could always be connected to him and we’re like never gonna stay away from each other!!”
...
“i believe that would be called stalking.”
“no i meant fIGURATIVELY”
this three-drink jungkook is no fun
what you’re gonna do is get him to drink more because the motto for pit crew members is “drink as if it’s your last because it IS!!!”
drinking kinda messes up workout routines and the semi-strict diet the members are put on to ensure you’re all strong and enduring
so drinking is just reserved for wins or when the crew chief allows it and MAYBE just maybe when you and kook decide to get a lil sip and sharing a can won’t hurt :D
“okay, okay. another one!! drink another one!!”
you have to physically make jungkook drink because he doesn’t wanna hold the shot glass claiming that it’s too dirty and before he gets iffy even more, you just bring the glass to his lips and even put a hand underneath his chin because you are tHAT great of a friend
sometimes you just need to credit yourself for being a really great best friend to jungkook
four-drink jungkook is a BUNNY
he’s starting to ascend to his five-drink state and therefore through the process, he’s crinkling his nose more
the nose crinkle and the smile that highlights his two front teeth has always been in effect but this one’s just more persistent
he doesn’t hop like a bunny tho or like even stand because that’s six-drink dance bot jungkook’s moves
instead
he just-
cHOMPFS
jungkook’s just biting down on your shoulder SOFTLY
the same gentleness of a golden retriever with an egg on its mouth!!he’s not nibbling or biting down or anything!! he’s just oMPH :D
there’s no rhyme or reason to why he’s doing this and you’re unsure either lmao you’ve told him before what he does drunk when he’s sober and he goes?? lol what i do tHAT???
you don’t mind honestly
you’re thankful that you’re wearing a black hoodie and it’s made with a fluffy cotton material!! it’s a win-win and u can even feel jungkook smiling
the alcohol isn’t hitting you JUST yet but u. r aware that you’re getting a tad more chatty now and then suddenly you’re telling jungkook a summary of this sugar stars episode in which they were supposed to make cupcakes for this luxury jewelry brand and in oNE of the cupcakes there should be like a necklace worth thousands of dollars bUT THEY FORGOT IF THEY ALREADY PUT IT IN THE BATCH AND-
“hey, is this guy bothering you, y/n?”
you hear a velvety voice interrupting you and it’s oddly familiar
said person extends his hand to put on your shoulder and you kinda jolt at the sudden contact and it’s just goosebumps“.... yoongi?”
:O
yoongi’s on your left side and u could clearly see him nowhE LOOKS LIKE HE’S ABOUT TO SQUARE UP
i mean truth be told he wASN’T supposed to be here because after placing 3rd he just didn’t wanna go part because for wHAT and he wanted to go to bed instead
but them jimin called him and asked if he was sure because like... the entire team is here and the owner of the bar is a FAN and all drinks are on the house so,,,
he jUST got here and while he was looking for jimin, the first thing he sees is the back of your head (he’s memorized it hehe) and a guy bITING DOWN ON YOUR SHOULDER and yours hands are gesturing and shit
and so he’s beyond confused to see you confused over seeing him all confused and perhaps protective
“yoongi!!”
u practically squeal and ur not gonna hide that
although he just ignores that because he’s focused on some more pressing matters at hand
“man, seriously, what the fuck? can you just back off-“
yoongi is literally about to pull jungkook away from you because up to now this dude is NOT reading the room and the fact that he is 2 seconds away from decking him
“no nO yoongi!! it’s okay lol he’s my best friend! he’s not-“
there’s a delay on words sinking to jungkook’s ears so he’s just now reacting lmao
“mfhsIR thif if mY EMOFYONAL FUPPORT MFFSHOULDER”
jungkook’s angrily lifting his eyes but not his face with it so he’s-
oH THAT’S YOONGI :D
“this is my friend who’s kinda drunk and bITES my shoulder when he’s drunk aha jungkook!! say hi, gguk”
“hI YOOMGIIII!!! i’m jungmkook :D”
kook takes a quick second to lift himself off your shoulder to give an eager wave to yoongi
oH that face is familiar
jungkook?
jungkook jungkook oH THIS IS THE JUNGKOOK HE ASKED JIMIN ABOUT
whew
honestly he was kinda scared because when yoongi got a closer look when he was fuming, jungkook looked like a big buff guy and he was a little scared because-oh jungkook just went back to biting your shoulder ://
“i thought you weren’t gonna come?”
“i thought i was gonna fight sOMEONE”
hehe
you can’t help but feel a lil bit happy that omg yoongi cares for u
and although he’s mistakened jungkook as a pervert whose modus operandi is to bite at shoulders, it’s still the thought that counts!!!!
your right shoulder that has kook attached to it feels indifferent and your left shoulder that yoongi touched for a second is ON FIRE
be still, be calm. be still, be calm. be still, be — OMG YOONGI IS SITTING BESIDE YOU FUCK
“it’s jungkook, right?”
he, for sure, knows that it is jungkook alright but he just wants to ask u know
just to be sure
although you’re kinda oblivious to the fact that he’s directing the question to you more than to jungkook himsELF bc you’re very much swayed by his gummy smile
“yeah!! he’s jungkook, alright :D”
“this might be a stupid question to ask but uh i’ve just never seen him oR like maybe it might just be my memory but jungkook’s in our team, right??? or like nO?”
“o-oh aHA about that yoongi,, sir,, actually jungkook isn’t in our team, ya know? but he DOES support us and is like whoosh a fAN of you :))”
he is having too much fun with this one
“really? but i saw him in the box before, with you, i think? lol u silly goose if you have a boyf-“
“jUNGKOOK ISN’T MY BOYFRIEND! he never was!! yoongi trust me i am very single right now i mean it!! 100%”
“are you sure? like-“
“he’s just my best friend ever since college and we’re not a thing i sWEAR!! you see him in the box sometimes because he just needs someone to buy him nachos from the stalls aND he’s a pit stop crew member for jung hoseok-“
you’d like to think that you are diffusing this situation very well
“-and that tOTALLY doesn’t matter because pfft?! i don’t even know jung hoseok like wHAAAAAT does he uhm race or sth?? whew am i right lmao can i get an amen? ᵖˡˢ ˢᵃʸ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗʰᶦⁿᵍ ᵖˡˢ”
yoongi already knows this bit of information and his eye does twitch at the mention of hoseok like how mr. bean is with mozambique but it’s COOL seeing you flustered is getting a really cheesy smile out of him
“do you rap?”
“no but do you want me to”
yoongi snorts and giggles at that and meanwhile you are getting THE nervous sweats because obviously you weren’t prepared for this
damn it :( you should’ve just kept jungkook sober so he could “wingman the fUCK out of you” in his own words
the only thing you could do that’s the closest to rapping is have jungkook beatbox in the background while u go bow chicka wowow bow cHICKA WOW :((
“you’re funny.”
yoongi’s still kinda dying at giggling throughout the whole interaction but he really means it sincerely ok
QUICK IS THAT A COMPLIMENT OR AN INSULT
“thanks :))”
fUck it you should’ve just said a one-liner or something, not a timid thanks or would that be trying too hard
you are getting too panicked and nervous now and the only out you see is-
“ggukie!! you want another drink?”
bless up
bless jungkook’s soul for immediately agreeing and before you know it, you’re lifting another shot glass to his lips with a hand underneath his chin
you’re gonna help him with his hangover tomorrow because he’s saving yOUR ass by easing the tension of how pATHETICALLY nervous you are with yoongi
yoongi’s persevering too because this jungkook guy has hands.. what?? does he drink his water from a formula bottle??? DOES HE NEED MILK
chile why is he getting jealous
it’s not like he’s become fond of you nor got attached to this girl that gave him a caffeine pill placed on a napkin bed after much observation of him and the sentiment behind it just makes him mushy
lol
couldn’t be him :))
:)
...
....
SIKE IT’S HIM THAT’S HIM :(((
“YOOOOOOONGIIIIIIIIIII!!!”
oh god 
oh no
it’s a drunk jimin :(
a drunk, happy, gIGGLY JIMIN
“Y/NNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
you’re quite surprised at the sight because uH you’re used to jimin the grumpy crew chief
nOt jimin the giggly person who’s giggling at the little rainbows ur bracelet makes when the light hits it and who’s complimenting your hoodie sO HARD
mom come pick me up im scared
“y/n O-M-G where did you get those earrings because they r the bomb dot COM”
“jimin what did u drink because i am LOVING it”
“a pomelo gin mix or like fOUR of them.”
yoongi answers for jimin because he knows all too well
woop jimin’s hugging him now and his grip is tight o-okay i guess i’ll... keep you... still?
it’s not jimin’s fault :( he just likes pretty drink i mean could u blame him :(((
“aish those pack a punch for sure. you could barely taste the gin because of the juice-“
“-but it gets you drunk nonetheless no matter how much you drink it.”
:D
:D
you and yoongi are straight up CONNECTING right now vibing if u will
“yeah and some light it up on fire then take it out so it would taste smoother and seamless!!”
that’s it he’s had enough yoongi will propose to you rIGHT NOW he thought he was the only one who knew that fact
oR KNEW THE DIFFERENCE
or knew the reason for it that isn’t just to make it look cool
oh man you feel so sorry for pegging yoongi as just one of those “all beers taste the same” dudes in senior year :’’’)
“jUNGKOOOOOOOK!!!”
jimin kinda ruins the moment by opening his mouth being all excited as he points excitedly to look at who’s beside you
“YOOOOOOOOOONGIIIIIII!!!!”
“oh oh! shh!!! you’re not supposed to be here but it’s ok jungkooooook!!! i’ll just close my eyes!!!”
“h-hey guys *hiccup* have you seen jimin? because i can’t see him!!”
that’s not... that’s not how it works...
jungkook is giggling so hard and jimin’s gonna roll over anytime if it isn’t for yoongi holding him
“omg jungkook’s earrings look like windchimes :D”
“y/n omg jIMIN’S RIGHT! they do look like windchimes :D”
“i bet they also sOUND LIKE WINDCHIMES :D” jimin’s leaping out of yoongi’s hold eagerly and the both of u just know that this is gonna go bad
he’s about to faceplant because he’s slipping the moment he decided to break free
it’s a good thing you’re catching him and jimin’s embracing you now while
his legs are slack on the floor and jungkook the drunk dumbass thought it was an emergency
and in times of emergency apparently, jungkook’s move is try and hop on your back for a piggyback ride“okay, okay, time to get off y/n now!!”
yoongi chuckles as he pries jimin off of you and onto himself instead
jungkook sTILL won’t give up into having a piggyback ride from you hmp
“hey, wanna split an uber?
”you like that idea very much :D“who’s gonna sit with them at the back, though?”
“you can give me your number and i’ll volunteer tribute :))”:D
that’s good
this is good
yeah sure yoongi might’ve had to sit in the middle of jimin and jungkook that are messes
and has to endure it when young, wild and free by wiz khalifa came on aND
jimin went owo “young sound like yoongi omg”
and jungkook went and followed and the whole lyrics were yoongi wild and yoongi free
but that’s ok
that’s okay!!!
he had to say goodbye to you two floors early because that’s where jungkook’s room is and u need to tuck him in
the most he could do was walk you to the door while having a sleepy jimin use him as a crutch
all worth it though :))
“thanks for tonight, yoongi :))”
and there’s just this tentative silence because the both of you kinda felt dejected because you didn’t want tonight to end, truthfully
you press a tentative lil kiss on his cheek and
:O
“good night.”
yoongi’s cheek is tingling aHHHHHH HE’S ABOUT TO BURST
that’s so precious
YOU’RE SO PRECIOUS
alcohol doesn’t fix everything bUT ON RARE OCCASIONS IT COULD BE A BRIDGE
jungkook woke up with a killer headache because apparently when you and yoongi weren’t looking, jimin let him have a sip of his drink and he was immediately :O
but you did lessen it to an amount!!!!!
he could barely register what happened last night but what he did remember is yOONGI
just yoongi
aND THAT MEANS HE COULDN’T REMEMBER UR LITTLE CHEEK KISS :D
eventually you’d tell him but not now
jungkook’s all smiles when you were telling him on how you tucked him to bed and eVEN caved into giving him a piggyback ride
your explanation of you making him drink a full bottle of water and then some more is the reason to why he felt bloated and every time he moved in his deep sleep he was just sLOSHING around
although you didn’t get to do his skincare routine on him because he likes tapping his face
and tapping jungkook’s face while he’s drunk is like choosing death because he’d think that there were little ants on his face and he’d freak the fUck out
so you just took a makeup wipe to get the dirt off his face and put on a face mask!! minimal effort!! maximum results!! efficiency :D
yours and jimin’s dynamic is chANGING FOR THE BETTER he’s getting warmer to you now!!!
you did tease him one time about the pomelo gin drink and he glared at you
but then you whispered to his ear
“if it’s between your choice of pomelo pink gin and yoongi’s whiskey? i’d pick pink gin all the way :D”
jimin gasped out loud
friendship? bUILDING
you and yoongi??
safe to say that you’re on the closer side :D
i mean tECHNICALLY you aren’t on the commitment boat yet or like… you haven’t had a date yet…. or held hands…..
but you’re getting there!!! iT’S A PROCESS
you’ve always been his supporter in the sidelines but now u r a full-pledged cheerleader for him in the moments that you aren’t tending to his car or tending to work
practice sessions are held starting two days before the race
it’s literally just for practice and it’s for the driver to get familiar and to test out some things that may need to be tweaked furthermore
this is the only time the drivers get to drive the cars besides the actual race itself
and the race is held on sunday!!!!
two practice sessions on friday that last one and a half hours each
and a final practice session on saturday that lasts for an hour
obviously you’re there
bUT when you’re not in use, you just completely revert to cheering for yoongi by the barrier!!!“GO YOONGS!!!!!”
jimin sends you a look to keep it down because even though he has his headphones on he could sTILL hear you
you shut up of course but not without waving your hands in the air whenever yoongi’s car comes into your view :D
in qualifying sessions too!!! these are to determine the driver’s grid positions in the actual race
and eVERY driver’s goal is to earn pole position, the front-most and most advantageous position from the starting line!!!
pole position doesn’t automatically mean that you’re the winner but it does help the driver to ace at that closer!!!
you shut up in qualifying sessions because in fact, you’re nervous too there are six more races to this whole season and each one is important because yoongi and hobi?? they’re just neck-to-neck with their scores and although yoongi’s on the lead, he could nEVER BE COMPLACENT
yoongi’s pole-sitter undoubtedly with his performance and then could you breathe a sigh of relief :))
he’s stripping his racing suit slightly and by that he means taking off the velcro and getting the zipper undone and taking off his balaclava and
oBVIOUSLY his helmet
fact: race suits are extremely light but are sO HOT
yeah sure there’s been upgrades to it and that it has cooling properties now but u can’t exactly feel that when you’re gonna be in it for atleast an hour doing a proper race
his routine lately is going sTRAIGHT to you after he finishes whatever he’s doing
“you didn’t cheer me on :((“
“that’s because i was too busy rooting for you in my mind :))”
“well then root for me with your mOUTH”
“what”
“wHAT??”
yoongi’s just being a little petty and cranky, that’s all
it doesn’t mean that he doesn’t give much affection, he automatically doesn’t want to rECEIVE it :(((
admittedly, you’re kinda cutting off from the physical affection with yoongi lately because jungkook quizzed you and you’re pretty sure that you were in a default :O after
“who texts first?”
“me!! our schedules don’t exactly match up because he has a different trainer than our pit crew does but i just wanna wake up extra early to send him a text :))”
“who sleeps earlier?”
“yoongi!! lmao he loves resting whenever he can aND he even brings this diffuser with him whenever we gor from hotel to hotel!!”
“who goes to who more frequently?”
“oOoOhhh i love visiting yoongi!!! whenever i surprise him he just looks so shocked and eventually it sinks in to him”
“who exerts more effort?”
“kook i — oH.,..,.”
of course jungkook is so happy for you because look at you!! you went from admiring yoongi from afar to hanging out with him actively and even going so far as to have him kiss your cheek once!!
but no matter how supportive he is, he jus wants to be as realistic too because he doesn’t want you hurt
yes he admires how you are with him but like mAYBE you’re far in too deep and yoongi is not on the same level
and so you just came to the conclusion that maybe you were just being too enthralled in it to not see that yoongi doesn’t find the concept of you
and him together as desired as you found it to be
:((
and so maybe you’ve been detaching yourself lately
you stay in bed sleeping for as long as you’d like, and the only alarm clock you have is jimin ringing the bell on your door to let you know that training
was to start
jimin quickly catched on to what you were doing because he’s seeing less of you around yoongi??? surprisingly???
and he just couldn’t keep it in to not know what was happening so he asked jungkook
then jungkook was positively surprised and happy because jimin???? coming to him personally to ask???? omg he is gonna spill of course and so jimin was like eh… it’s the least i could do i guess….
five rings of the doorbell to wake you up
seven rings to let you know that training’s gonna start in ten minutes
ten rings to oPEN YOUR DAMN DOOR
you didn’t linger around yoongi unnecessarily and you weren’t sending those specifically niche templates you see on instagram that make you laugh
he doesn’t receive the “you’re a daughter of an astronaut and a swimmer and you’re not sure which aesthetic to pick because you’re too dizzy from accidentally inhaling chlorine in the big-ass man-made pool since you intern at nasa and u just need to lie down” lookbooks :(
he thought of it as nothing at first because eh they’re just little things!!! he barely notices anyway
WRONG
yoongi feels so devastated because why :(( won’t :(( you just :(( hUG HIM OUT OF THE BLUE LIKE YOU ALWAYS DO
these days he feels so on edge because aHa!! anytime now, y/n’s gonna hug me :D
but then you dON’T
yoongi put on extra perfume because you like burrowing your nose to his neck whenever you hug him and wHY aren’t you hugging him
wait maybe it’s the perfume that’s throwing you off??
nevermind he’s gonna buy another hundred-dollar bottle of a different perfume it’s ok nO WORRIES and sometimes you don’t join the team breakfast and yoongi’s all lost
because hMmM??? i got u these pancakes a-and i already put the butter and the syrup….. why aren’t you here…
you’re with jungkook and his team knows about your friendship and how it came to be and they’re all just eH it’s okay y/n’s cool anyways :))
hobi’s so kind
jungkook sits in the same table as hobi and therefore that means you sit beside kook and u have no choice because he WILL insist
not because you’re his friend but also because he’s too lazy to stand and get another serving so he’ll just steal some from your plate
hobi eVEN offers to refill your glass with orange juice because his is gone too and he’s gonna get more anyway :))
yoongi can’t go over it though and he’s just wallowing because first, hoseok’s aiming for his title that he wants to retain, and nOW HOSEOK’S COMING FOR HIS Y/N???
ok his might be a little bit of a reach because he hasn’t asked you out yet but he iS getting there
he swears that he feels so lost without u :((
and so yoongi’s persistent and he vouched his day-off to be aligned with your gym day aaaand he’s here now :D
he’s right behind you!!
“hiii.”
yoongi squeezes in on the space left at your side
well you dIDN’T expect yoongi today clearly“hi pls back up a little i mAY accidentally kick you :D”
you’re doing pull-ups at the moment and you’re getting the hang of doing them!! even if this used to be the bane of your existence in your workout program and you’d sell your soul just for jungkook to call you and cry on the phone and pretend he stubbed his toe or something to get out of training
so tHAT’S yoongi’s greeting??? :((
“i haven’t seen you lately”
“hmm? i see you everyday, yoongs”
“rEALLY??”
you’re only discovering now that while doing pull-ups, you can aLSO make and maintain conversation!!
yoongi’s a bit sarcastic because your full attention isn’t on him and he guesses that it’s a given when you’re working out bUt are you even hearing what he’s saying :((
“doesn’t feel like it, though.”
ok that one made you falter a little bit
“how can you say??”
he practically huffs at that and that also goes noticed
how can you not know that???
he’s a patient person but with you, he just gets sO eager and whiney and now he just can’t cope!!!
just when he thought you were finally go down because you were slowing your movements, you were oNLY doing that just to regain your momentum for another set AND!!!
fine then :))
yoongi’s jumping up and his hands wrap around the higher bar snugly, his body pressed to yours
he’s so close oh my god yOONGI’S SO CLOSE TO YOU
you’re suspended in air and a bit breathless and yoongi’s just hanging slack and he’s about to burst into a smile because uH success!!!
his lips look so kISSABLE and his cheeks are plump and his eyes are v enchanting and wHEW you’re sweating at this point and it’s nOt from working out
yoongi only tilts his head as he earns the reaction he wanted and more :D
“who’s your trainer? sehun?”
“y-yeaHh???”
“m’kay.”
he’s not content just yet and for a split second, yoongi tilts his face to the side of yOUR face and his lip barely brush to the shell of your ear
“i’ll pull you out of this one. eat lunch with me.” the sound of yoongi dropping back down to the floor makes you jOLT because oh.,., oh that rEALLY DID JUST HAPPEN HUH
what a menace
your heart is too weak for yoongi
you are sO whipped :’’’)
so whipped that you cave into jungkook’s demands
jungkook’s aLWAYS been your sticker guy
he just has stickers… that he either makes or acquires but he isn’t telling where from… and either gives or sells them to u
he has this label maker too that could print your name on or whatever you want to put on your stuff
he would even input little stars or little hearts or even lil dinosaurs if you want him to!!!
you don’t know how and why but wHEREVER you go, jungkook always has stickers on him
AND THIS IS REALLY SPECIAL OK
you specifically told jungkook to curate like a ten-pack out of the things you told him about yoongi
he has the reigns aS LONG as he thinks (and it better be) that it screams min yoongi!!
it’s just that you wanna give gifts to yoongi and you don’t need aNY occasion just to give presents
you were deep in thought and your head blanked and then went…
stickers…. get him stickers
snickers???
…. stickers ….
sNEAKERS???
…. stickers dUMB BITCH i said stickers!!!! …..
lol u love ur mind
and when you said that to jungkook, he fell both honored AND pressured like what if yoongi decides not to like you anymore because of your (his) sticker choices
what then
damn ur wrong for this
jeez jungkook’s becoming the backbone of your blossoming relationship ://
sigh but it’s cool,, jungkook’s used to becoming a fundamental part to society
jungkook’s ringing your bell so early in the morning because he just got done last night with completing his collection!! and you iMMEDIATELY need to see it as per his insistence
ok they r pretty cool
there’s yoongi’s name in a really cool yet sophisticated font that just screamed yoongi to you!!
there’s Agust D in a big bold formal font!! you remember that story of how yoongi was born and raised briefly in daegu then they had to move and he misses his hometown
he was about to use Agust D as his name when he first tried out for racing but the name itself made so many heads turn so he was just,,, too spicy,,,
i’ll make it suga
OMG YOUR INITIALS
jungkook’s wild for that one but omg you’re giggling because wow u like that
“clouds?? and the sky’s purple??”
“i think eVERYBODY likes clouds”
“well some pilots don’t”
“what makes them think that clouds like them back?”
wait
“a cat??… flipping me off???”
“lol ok funny story but yoongi flipped me off once LMAOOO”
“… he did what”
“i’ll tell u the story later but this, THIS — okay i don’t know if it’s just me, but yoongi looks like a cat, y’know?? like i sWEAR i could see cats in him, and then i see him in cats. do you get me??”
“gguk-“
“and he wears headbands, right? LOOK I EVEN DREW HIM A HEADBAND!! :D”
ok you aren’t gonna lie
this ten-pack goes pretty fucking hard if you may say so
“how much do i owe you, kook?”
“that would be fifty dollars :D”
“fifty wait wHAT?? FIFTY DOLLARS?? WHAT??? JUNGKOOK SAY SIKE”
psh atleast it was worth a shot
“fine. tHIRTY dollars.”
“THIRTY DOLLARS?????”
you know for a fact that these ten stickers aREN’T worth tHIRTY DOLLARS
the highest jungkook’s ever charged you is $10 for a pack of ninety-nine he even took one from the sticker booklet and he only said that after he sold it to u
you both know that these aren’t $30 :((
it’s always a take it or leave it situation because you know hobi is a sucker for stickers :((
“…. fine.” you pull thirty dollars from your wallet and that’s thirty dollars ur never gonna get back
jungkook’s a bit frazzled because wHAT
you actually gave him tHIRTY dollars??
they don’t even cOST _____ dollars!!!
it’s just awkward now when he tries to take back what he said
“… as a special gift.,.,. i’m gonna put them.,.,. in a nice envelope.,., that i uh doodled hearts on…”
quick if jungkook was a seller on redbubble, how many stars would you rate him
this better have a gREAT PAYOFF
spoiler alert: it did!!!
YOONGI LOVES THEM
“i mean i’m not saying you should put these on your race car because i kNOW every gram matters on it and like — sTICKERS!! u can stick them anywhere am i right :D”
:O
“do you uh,, do you like it? ˡᵃʸ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵍᵉⁿᵗˡʸ ᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ”
“y/n bABY ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? i love them sO MUCH!! like look aH OMG IT’S ME THAT’S — I’M SUPPOSED TO BE THIS CAT RIGHT???”
it went great!!!
above and beyond than what you expected
“thank you thank you dO YOU KNOW that you’re the best eVER :(((“
yoongi is so touched and awed over a pack of sTICKERS and it’s the little joys and you that make him the happiest
he’s so excited and pumped because he can’t pick on where to put them because they’re so precious and in the same time he doesn’t wanna use them because they’re tOO precious
yoongi’s about to kiss your cheek in the same time you wanna explain some of them and-
oh
he’s kissing the corner of your mouth
he only realizes when you squeak a little and he feels just so unexplainable with pure bliss that’s going through his body omg
and then yoongi pulls away to gauge your reaction because he was iNITIALLY gonna go for a cheek kiss but now that’s out of the bank because he wants more and-
oh god his cheeks are already on fire and tHIS WAS JUST A KISS TO THE CORNER OF YOUR MOUTH ACCIDENTALLY
it’s time to clear his throat and attempt to clear his mind“is uHhH sehun? 
sehun the trainer today?”
“yeaH it’s sehun…”
yoongi please say what i want you to say
pleathe
“i can — i cAN bail you out, if you want.,.. you uH ˢʰᶦᵗ do you wanna go karting with me?? like, right now??? it’s okay if you don’t wanna bUt i mean ᶠᵘᶜᵏ uhHhH-“
“yeah :)) i wanna go karting with you :))”
yoongi’s a mess and hE’S the nervous one now and he keeps scratching the back of his neck and he can’t maintain eye contact
he was about to explain that he’s not pressuring you wait dID YOU JUST SAY
“yes?? yeah?? oH that’s cool :D”
“do i need to get changed or-“
i mean you’re still in your workout leggings and a big black shirt jungkook has an aBUNDANCE of so u just stole one and tried out embroidery!!
it’s not the best aha
kinda ugly because it’s massive on you and u just take it off whenever the workout progresses to be harder
“no!! no!! don’t worry!! i’ll bring my backpack!! just take yourself, y/n, i’ll take care of you ʷᵃᶦᵗ ʷᵃᶦᵗ aHA!!! i’ll pack my shirts for you and water and like snacks omg i will be back in fIVE minutes!!!”
there’s kinda no protest since yoongi’s already dashing out of your hotel room and into his… and he’s leaving you alone and he swears that this will only take fIVE minutes
he’s a nervous wreck
but yOU are too
because wait
this is your first date!!
THIS COUNTS AS YOUR FIRST DATE
oh god you are gonna cOMBUST
it did take five minutes and perhaps even earlier!!
yoongi’s managed to even get a cap for you and sUNBLOCK
he has a driver hired and that’s kinda ironic because hE’S the driver but he doesn’t mind!!!
he’s sitting with you at the second row and you’ve never really properly been out the city ever since you got here because leisure trips aren’t exactly in your schedule
the buildings and the scenery are so cool and authentic and yoongi’s just staring at you as you stare out :(((
why are you so beautiful :(((
he’s envisioned taking you out for go-karting as your first date but nOT NOW
yoongi’s accidentally kissed you once on the corner of your mouth and he is now forever a changed man
his mind immediately went wOOP take y/n karting nOW
yoongi has a pinterest board with ideas for a first date
picnics are cute but there’s just so much aNTS and mosquitoes and flies would go to ur food when you turn away for a single second!!!
not to mention that he never checks the weather reports lmao
and grass with how soggy they could he eVEN if it didn’t rain???
disgusting
there’s always the option of dinner dates too
but sometimes they could be just SO boring and it’s a hit or miss whether you’d like the food because you don’t like overly fancy restaurants y’know
not to mention that they r overrated and the food isn’t that good to your taste bUT maybe that’s just you
he’s searched this place up a couple days ago and look!!! they have karts that have tWO seats on them
maybe he could rent out the place or pull out the “no it’s MIN YOONGI” card and he can drive you around and stuff :D
it’s postive to say that you’re vERY excited
“last one to cross the finish line buys the winner gifts for a whole week bYEEEE”
wait
that’s not-
tHAT’S NOT HOW THIS IS SUPPOSED TO GO
apparently this is how yOU want it to go
the idea of yoongi driving you around in go-karts didn’t cross your mind once
you thought that you were gonna race against him and gOD ARE YOU SO EXCITED
you work on cars not drive in cars
the closest you’ve ever went to karting is going on bumper cars when jungkook took you to the amusement park!!!
it’s not racing because all you and kook did was bump the other as mUCH as possible to the point that the attendant was :/// are they ok
you know how to drive!!!
not to flex or anything but u dO have a professional driver’s license aha :D
although that doesn’t mean shit if ur kinda being honest
do you know how to drift a car like what they do in fast and the furious?? probably yes
jungkook was “breaking in” his car and he took you to the dealership with him and the car just felt so sTIFF and then he saw an empty parking lot….
and well you didn’t exactly STOP him because it isn’t your car
how could you stop someone from doing something that you yourself wANT to do
can you drive as fast as yoongi?? possibly yes
will it be as clean and as easy as he makes it to be?? heck no
yoongi’s chasing after you because oh you are dEDICATED now to racing against him
you’re even scrambling to put your race suit on iN FRONT OF HIM and it makes him all flustered as he tries to keep up by turning and putting on his own
“now don’t go easy on me, okay???”
yoongi’s a bit confused because what did u just say
not to fuel his ego or anything but madame he is a race car driver and it runs in his blood and the skill is in his name
he loves u (although he hasn’t said that yet) but he doesn’t want to ruin all your hopes and dreams
“just race as what you normally do and i’ll do my oWN!!! :D”
o-okay
you’re fast!!!as fast as go-karts could go!!!
you even turned down yoongi’s offer of a ten-second head start because wHERE’S THE FUN IN THAT
you are as happy and as giddy as you could ever be
yoongi, on the other hand, is worried a ton
you’re still a bit cautious when it comes to curves and to turning and
yoongi’s heart physically stops whenever you go through them because now you’re starting to pick up the pace around them
you’re getting used to the curves as you go on and you’re starting to maintain speed aND go through curves smoothly
he’s happy that you’re happy but god he’s just tERRIFIED okay
the list of what could possibly go wrong is evading his mind and for god’s sake, he’s a rACE CAR DRIVER HIMSELF!!!!! with custom top-speed cars and not go-karts!!! and not once did this list cross his mind whenever he drives
it’s just now hitting him that his profession’s dangerous
but your profession tOO is dangerous!!!
you may not be the driver put you are a part of the pit stop crew that tends to the car the driver’s racing!!!!
fIRES!!! pneumatic torque guns that are sO DANGEROUS!!!! wheels!!!!! gas!!!!! the driver himself when he’s in a rush and could possibly injure people along the way!!!!!
yoongi’s going down on a spiral so harsh that he didn’t even notice that not only did you pass him, but you’re also farther away from him sIGNIFICANTLY and before he knows it, you finished first!!
:D
“yoongs yoongs did you see me dID YOU SEE ME?????? :D”
you jump up to yoongi the moment he gets out of his kart and he instantly catches you and puts his hands underneath your thighs to secure you
your arms are even around his neck and you are incredibly close to yoongi more than you could ever wrap your head around
“mhmmmm ‘course i did!!”
he mindlessly hums and he just takes the time to see you up close like this before you realize and yelp later on because ur flustered
god yoongi’s never cared for anyone this much before
he’s falling in so hard
and that’s not necessarily a bad thing, right?
the moment you stop talking and gushing is the moment you realize that yoongi’s been awfully quiet all throughout, making you look down and-
yoongi’s kissing you
for rEAL this time
god he is putty in your hands and he’s extremely mushy
your lips are sO soft that he feels like he could die a happy man
you don’t know if your getting this adrenaline from the rush you got from winning or if it’s just the desire to kiss him for so long that’s fueling you but either way
yoongi feels a little tug on his roots and that instinctively makes him kiss you a little deeper
his kisses taste so gOOD TOO
although you DO need to breathe every once in awhile
:D
yoongi has the biggest gummy smile on his face and his legs feel like giving out because he feels sO HAPPY
you don’t fight the grin on your face either because wow :D that was just wHoosh!!! the suspense built up to it was incomparable oh god the tENSION before
he doesn’t mind losing then :)
“one more? :D”
oh god u are rEALLY whipped for yoongi
and this puts the two of you on ANOTHER level okay
he’s gotten more affectionate and showy almost
jimin’s kinda concerned because sometimes he sees yoongi smiling out of the blue and he’s just…. what is this guy ON…..
jungkook’s so excited and happy for you!!!
he keeps pushing that this wouldn’t have happened if it isn’t for his overpriced stickers
he wants you to tell him EVERYTHING
“yeah?? and tHEN WHAT????”
he is a little jealous however because not all your time is spent on hanging out with him anymore
or how a particular someone would be joining your hangouts from time to time aka yoongi being a third wheel
…. or maybe jungkook’s the third wheel ….
lol impossible :)))))))
[ jeon jungkook continiously tries to deny the truth to himself as always ]
he could be nosy yes bUT he’s always curious
although
“so he’s finally your boyfriend?”
he makes sense most of the times
now that you think about it.,.,.
wait
oh
wAIT YOONGI ISN’T YOUR BOYFRIEND
you aren’t sure either if there’s a label already set?????
because as far as you know, kissing someone doesn’t automatically translate to gREAT UR MY PARTNER IN LIFE NOW
oh no
it’s all good!!!
all good!!!!
you could open this up to yoongi later!!!
oh wait he’s busy
tomorrow then!!!!
uH nope he’s busy
the other day then :))
yoongi keeps getting busy and busy as he explains to the point that you’re in the same floor but you aren’t even seeing each other
he isn’t lying to you, right??
this isn’t about the kiss, right?????
goddamn you jungkook :((
the gears in your head are turning because oh god what if yoongi’s realized that he doesn’t want to commit to you
or that this is as long as a free netflix trial and your time’s up and you need to gO
it also feels oddly sketchy too because yoongi’s only become suddenly busy and almost unreachable ever since the kiss
it is, in fact, about the kiss
god yoongi himself feels that he’s an asshole
he’s suddenly second-guessing his decisions
he’s went down the rabbit hole of thinking that mAYBE you deserve better than him
his name’s kinda big and some rumors follow him too, whether it’s inside or outside the track
yoongi has a track record of ex-girlfriends as what the media wittily dubs it aND HE WON’T DENY IT OK
he does have some ex-girlfriends and his lovelife isn’t talked about within the team because they just treat rumors as rumors and it’s yoongi’s life anyway
but what if news breaks out that you and him are dating
and his track record is brought up once again
aND NOT JUST THAT
because yoongi also feels like he isn’t worthy enough for you :((
he could be bland and too blunt at some points
as opposed to you :(( who’s sometimes too kind and always tries to understand situations and won’t also take shit from anyone
he’s not as spontaneous or charismatic as jungkook
he can’t be as spontaneous as jungkook who’s willing to go to a halloween party with him as mater and you as lightning mcqueen aND PERHAPS IN THE LITERAL COSTUME KIND OR SOMEHOW CLOSE TO IT
he’s not as avid in things that you like as much as jungkook is
he’s just yoongi :((
and he feels like the whole yoongi for y/n thing isn’t enough :((
you haven’t seen yoongi though
and since today’s for the practice sessions, this is the time that you’re sURELy gonna see him!!!
that’s the problem though
because seeing someone doesn’t exactly guarantee that they’re gonna pay attention to you
in other words: you think that yoongi might be avoiding you :((
he wasn’t alone as he normally was and just when you were about to approach him, that’s when he left to go get changed
you have no choice too since he goes straight to the track and that was it!!
you’re sneaking in to reply to jungkook who’s asking for updates because he’s as committed to this scenario as much as you were
this is the last practice session anyway
you just want to get this over with so you could go confront yoongi and fix whatever is this that’s happening :((
it doesn’t help, really
doesn’t help when the practice session is over and what yoongi does the first thing when he finishes is not go back to where the team is
or perhaps just hop over the box like he usually does
he goes to kim dahyun,,
kim dahyun
she’s a heiress?? a socialite?? maybe both???
she’s someone who’s known to be always in the front seat when it comes to events
she’d be placed courtside in basketball games and in tennis tournaments and by the side of the runway when it’s fashion week
no one for sure knows why
but her most recent appearances have been banked in these racing weekends and wherever she goes is where articles follow :((
she’s just something else :((
she’s pretty and she’s rich and she’s kim dahyun 
she’s wearing your team’s novelty shirt and she has it tied up in the front 
dahyun has her hair up in a bun and she has this ribbon that corresponded with your team colors wrapped around it
she has these perfect-looking gel nails!! gel nails!!! you could see the shine all the way from here when she’s flashed at the monitor and is in fact a couple of feet away from you!!
the jewelry too :((
gel nails and jewelry are things you’ve always wanted to try out but could barely wear due to the nature of your job
and although they’re just little things, it kinda drives you crazy because you can’t help but feel like you’re having a burnout with your profession
the fact that yoongi’s going to her for reasons unbeknownst to you is enough to make your stomach drop
even puts his hand at the sMALL of her back and-
oh
even does this lil cheek kiss and she does it back with him and they talk
they talk
min yoongi goes to talk to kim dahyun and greet her like that
when you can’t even get the bare minimum of even a glance from him
“aRE YOU SEEING THIS??”
jungkook texts you and it’s the only momentary relief you get because this way, your eyes aren’t focused on them and your heart briefly stops hurting
“yeah.”
you wanna go back to the hotel
you don’t even wanna look at yoongi
you retreat to the furthest area away and just sit there while all this fuss blows over and how there are even some cheers upon seeing yoongi and dahyun up on the monitor
cool
that’s cool
your cheeks feel wet and you’re just wordlessly setting up and putting back the things that were needed for this session
mingyu, the fellow pit crew member who’s aloft from you and the other ones for most of the times even noticed and he was just ???
“y/n, y’okay?”
you can’t even bring yourself to be in surprise that he spoke to you because you’re too busy being sad 
“dust :)) it’s just dust :))”
but it’s not.,., it’s not even remotely windy.,..,
jungkook crashes to your room later that afternoon and stayed with you until you fell asleep
you’re not exactly cHATTY when you feel your heart breaking and kook’s well-aware
just wordlessly puts on whatever’s trending on netflix and puts it up for background noise :((
orders room service and nudges you until you agree to eat 
even strokes your hair because he could see some tears pricking at the corner of your eyes and jungkook automatically presses you to his chest
damn yoongi ://
yoongi’s kinda missing the texts and the calls you’d usually bombard with him 
but this time his phone’s silent
he knows at the back of his mind that this may be about dahyun awhile ago but at the same time, he doesn’t wanna entertain the thought because it’s harmless,,,, right??
dahyun was a friend before she became his girlfriend and tHEN his ex
and now they’re friends again
that’s not exactly harmful isn’t it
yoongi’s eyes keep going back to check his phone every two minutes just to see if there’s a notification from you
and if he gets one? he won’t ignore it he sWEARS
just atleast give him a text
even a passive-aggressive one that just has a single period on it
and hE knows that all of this is building up because of him :((
he’s not quite ready to admit that to himself though
oh my god is this the end for you and yoongi???
you haven’t even started with proper labels aND you’re already over???
this isn’t exactly the high road you always try to go through
but yoongi’s just beyond confusing and angering at this point and is being really uNFAIR
so if he won’t be open no matter how much you try to coax him at his won pace and decides to be immature about it.,.,,,
well you’re gonna stop adjusting :D
today’s the third to the last race and just like any other, it’s heated
you support yoongi the driver but you’re not in the best terms with yoongi the loVER
not a bad start honestly
yoongi didn’t get pole position but instead the third and he was a more than bummed because usually, when he didn’t get pole-sitter, he’d lean on to you for comfort and you’re gonna soothe him throughout
but no that didn’t happen yesterday
jimin just sighed and patted him on the back and said “just do good tomorrow” and how is tHAT gonna be on par with how you comfort him
he’s through about 3/4 into the race
and gOD it’s going seamless
but some things are just piling up and it’s making him completely confused
hobi’s already passed him and at this stretch, he typically wouldn’t be able to because yoongi knows hoseok’s pattern
yoongi’s only had a pit stop once and that’s the strategy that gets him winning most times
but god something just feels odd
jimin comes at the right times as he speaks through the radio and yoongi couldn’t be any more lost
“yoongi you hAVE to box now”
and box equates to him having anOther pit stop when he usually wouldn’t because this isn’t it!!
this isn’t the strategy!!!!
“jimin iF i box now then that means-”
“yoongi!! listen to me!!! jung’s gonna pass ahead wHETHER you box or not. if you wanna save face and finish this race ranking atleast within top 10, box. right. now.”
fuck
his tires are thinning and normally he could sTILL go through the final stretch without another pit stop but fuck is jimin ordering him with so much ferocity
he has no other choice
and yoongi’s angry
he’s sTILL heated up because these circumstance have never happened before
then he finished 7th in this race
and that’s the lowEST he’s ever placed this season!!!
yoongi can’t exactly control his anger when it comes to situations like these and jimin’s very well-aware
he has faith in yoongi and his driving but tHESE technical reasons are what made him to go through this last-minute strategy
jimin’s crew chief and he stands by his decisions and his strategies
there’s no denying tho that he kNOWS yoongi’s gonna be heated
yoongi marches off the moment he finishes
and he’s looking for someone
anyone
you’re there by jimin’s side
and of cOURSE you were shocked by the sudden strategy and you just can’t help going to him to discuss it
you know too that yoongi’s gonna be mAD but after analyzing the situation with jimin when he explained and when you visualized, jimin did make the right call
before you know it though
yoongi’s already there
“Y/N!!!”
oh
this is the first time that yoongi’s speaking to you and you couldn’t be anymore shocked and confused at the same time
the two of you aren’t exactly alone,.,,
he’s had this sudden recollection of yoongi eating dinner with you in your hotel room and you kept asking him questions about racing and strategies and the philosophical aspect of it
and he delved into his strategies with jimin and retold them to you
you were in so much fondness too because he looks so focused and passionate when he was laying them out to you
“dID YOU TELL ABOUT THE STRATEGIES TO JUNGKOOK?”
what
wHAT????
yoongi isn’t level-headed right now and the story’s immediately flipped in his head of how this must have possibly went
jimin’s eyes are bulging at what’s unfolding, but even more so to the fact that you and yoongi aREN’T alone
and he’s here and the other crew members are here
and they can heAR YOONGI!!! loud and clear!!!
“yoongi wHAT are you talking about???”
“don’t play dumb!! you told them to jungkook, didn’t you???”
for a fact, you didn’t
you didn’t tell jungkook nor aNYONE else
what would you benefit from that??
what would yOONGI benefit from that??
“shut up!! you tOld about the strategies to jungkook and he told it to hoseok and nOW look at what happened!!! all of this, all of what i did, is gonna fall through just because you couldn’t keep your mouth shut!!”
jimin’s heart is dropping at this and he can’t imagine what you’re feeling right now
he knows to his heart that you wouldn’t do such a thing
or that all of this has to do with his decision and a series of coincidences that piled up for yoongi to mindlessly think that you’re the reason for what he’s pushing to be a leak
“yoongi, i would never-”
“dON’T TALK TO ME!!”
he’s burning
actually burning
so much so that he’s walking towards you and looking down on you
“you’re fired.”
wait
what the actual fuck
“yOU CAN’T DO THAT!”
“i can.”
jimin’s about to step in as he’s standing behind you and he’s already gripping at your arm
he needs to say something
and you know your standing with jimin isn’t the best but you’re just thinking about him
you know how he’s due for a promotion and a raise
and you know yoongi’s above and beyond gonna ruin his career if jimin dared to speak and atleast attempt to defend you and pin the blame on himself
“and i’m gonna get my father involved if i have to.”
that’s it
that’s the end of your career
you didn’t wait to get fired
knowing yoongi, he means what he says and so you didn’t waste a single second in packing up your bags and rounding up your documents
you already knew enough that yoongi’s dad have connections with the association and a single phone call could flip things over
so whether yoongi’s already made the call to his dad or not, you’re gonna leave either way
you’re making calls to your manager, the same one who came to your college and recruited you and jungkook, and had to explain as much as you can while pulling at all stops
said managers was saddened at the call and then she had to make that call to the ones in the upper positions so could aLSO explain as much as she can
honestly you don’t know either what’s gonna come out of this
either your name would be defamed wrongly, or nO one’s gonna notice at all and your sudden disappearance would have 99 versions and not one confirmed
they think it’s best to respect your decision of letting go and even if you’ve signed a contract, this “firing” is as good as official
also they think it’s best to relay the statement of you making an “indefinite leave” due to a “family emergency of grave importance” which translates to no this isn’t an indefinite leave but instead you’re leaving for good
it’s both a blessing and a curse that this happened far into the season
a blessing since there’s only two races left after this and that means less adjustments with the team dynamic and the news of your departure won’t be as focused on because yeah last two races
a curse since these last two races are critical and yoongi just couldn’t wait until the last one to blame you and then fire you
no worries though
there are always replacements
aka which just points that you’re despensable and it’s nOT helping your self-esteem
backups are there in case the event a pit crew member gets injured (or worse, incapacitated; and they’re familiar with the work and the dynamic so it would be just a seamless fit
and all of that got arranged in less than two hours :)) there was even a flight you managed to book within that time
you didn’t even get to say goodbye to jungkook :((
he had to know all of it by a short n simple goodbye and see you soon text you sent before boarding and by asking jimin what happened
he was cOMPLETELY bawling his eyes out because his best friend left him :(( and he counts on you so much and you help him stay sANE
he’s beyond angry at yoongi and didn’t even bother to bat an eye when he walked past him
jimin feels so guilty and sad
he was a shitty crew chief to you for the most part and after all that, you still went through this considering hIM and his job and his dIGNITY even if it means you lose all three things and you already did
jimin cried when jungkook’s lip started trembling and he lost it completey by then
yoongi’s lost and empty and oblivious to all of this
he figures that it’s better to let some hours pass so he could cool down and reflect
that’s his second mistake however
yoongi’s complacent
and three hours have passed and he knows that at this time you’re still awake so he walked over to your room and just rang the bell
oh
he’s rung it three times now and uSUALLY you wouldn’t even let it pass two when it’s yoongi by the door
that’s weird
yoongi’s about to pull out his phone to call you to open the door but before
he could even press at your name, the door already opens
… it’s a middle-aged man …
“yOU’RE NOT Y/N”
…
…
“wrong door, kid.”
but that’s your room
yoongi knows you’ve left the circuit earlier than everyone because of what happened
that much he knows
but not this
yoongi dials jungkook instead because for sure he’d know where you are but then another door opens and that’s jUNGKOOK!!! leaving jimin’s room that’s a couple of doors from your room
“yA. do-…”
jungkook literally just walks past him and into the elevator
what
what is going ON
then yoongi’s jogging to jimin’s door that’s closing then he manages to wedge into his foot before it closes
“where’s Y/N?”
little did yoongi know that the answer would make him regret even asking you don’t have the slightest clue on how could possibly bounce back from this
maybe take a break; a week perhaps
get a job that’s for sURE
ignore yoongi’s texts and calls
reply to jungkook whenever he contacts you as much as he could in free time that he gets
assure jimin that you’re okay and he has nothing to apologize for
be eternally grateful for your friends that have your back no matter what and help you stay afloat and even giving you a job
bless the kim line
jin, namjoon, and taehyung were your ultimate friends in college besides jungkook
they are the most awesome and sWEETEST friend group you’ve ever had in your life
you didn’t get to hang out with them as frequently like you did with jungkook since the three of them were in the business course and you and kook on the student athlete side
but that didn’t change the fact that you give are inseperable and wHOLESOME
you and jungkook ended up being crew members for a famous and multi-million team in formula racing but you’ve retired wAY too early lmao
the three of them
well
not to brag
but they’re the proud owners and the brawns and the brains of kim kradle
KIM KRADLE!!
it’s a one-stop shop for everything that automobiles could possibly need
but why kim kradle do you ask???
well first of all,,, jin, namjoon, and taehyun have the same family name which is Kim so write that down
kradle? aha well :D
so for babies, there’s cradles, right??
they serve kinda like havens, right??
wHERE was ultron from avengers: age of ultron made??? the cradle. although their shop’s vision and mission are wAY WAY different from ultron’s
and like why name it kim cradle
when you can name it kIM KRADLE
they’ve had calls when they were starting out asking if they were selling baby cradles and the answer is N-O
it’s now a huge successful shop that’s like an open warehouse type!!
basically, the kim kradle is divided into three major operations
general services to intensive repair of parts and basically what goes on internally!! jin is in charge and heads that sector!!
he could see your car for two seconds and go “hey man, did you ever ace your karate lessons? lmao you have a broken fan belt not a black belt”
carwashes and waxing and all that good stuff!! namjoon is a beast at thus and your car could be like from 1997 and he’d clean it so good that it would look like it’s from 2030
customization!! from leather seats to metallic foils to coating!! taehyung has an instagram dedicated to his finished works and ongoing ones and like wHAT?? he has half a million followers?? no big deal
kim kradle is on the massive side and is therefore separated to three floors
namjoon and his carwashes are at the basement in which you’d still get sunlight in because there are inclined pathways on the side that lead out to an outdoor waiting area
jin is on the 2nd floor and basically in the same ground level where the civilization is because his section’s more critical and it’s the obvious option
taehyung gets the 3rd floor, and one part’s covered and the other is like a car balcony so when he finishes?? you could see that sunlight hitting the custom coat he did on your car
either kim kradle is so good, the placement and marketing are perfect, or the owners are just sO attractive and unparalled as to why so many people avail their services and most go through all three levels
maybe the formula is all three of those variables
you came home without knowing a sINGLE thing and being alone in your apartment is appreciated but it gets eerie and so isolating
and you called namjoon late into the night because he always knows what to say and you ended up having more than what you hoped for
you just wanted to have some comfort and ease because also,, namjoon’s voice is really soothing and u miss hearing it
not oNLY did you get some peace of mind
you also got a job without even actively looking for it at the moment and you couldn’t be anymore fulfilled
namjoon said that you could come in at kim kradle anytime at your own pace and they’d still welcome you with open arms
also said that jin and tae miss you sO much and it’s a good thing that namjoon is the one you called because if it’s either from the other two, you wouldn’t be able to sleep and perhaps you’d get visitors to your apartment at 2 in the morning
and this is it!!!
for once, you don’t want to confront a problem to the core
you’re just gonna distract yourself and make your way around it aha :D
two days later??? you’re working in kim kradle now!!!
and you know what??
you eVEN get the overalls
the only three people in kim kradle that wear overalls are jin, namjoon, and taehyung themselves
and it’s to kinda highlight the fact that they’re the owners and the heads of their sections
the rest wear boiler-style like suits 
all their uniforms are cute
like sERIOUSLY
jin is in charge of the color and there are actually multiple ones!! a pale pink to a nice lavender and a dark navy blue!! the first two are kinda impractical because it’s impossible to not get dirty in this job but they ARE adorable and stylish though
namjoon pushed for this uniform and so he really searched and handpicked fabrics that won’t be tOO hot and in which u could actively move in them
but sometimes there are tasks in which involve the straps for the overalls sliding down so tHE next big thing????
namjoon sewing but actually it became tAEHYUNG’S job because he’s gonna poke himself with the needle multiple times before even getting to put a thread in
made a lil hook by the custom shirts down to where it draped by the shoulders and it could hook the straps so like wHATEVER the four of you do, the overalls won’t slip :D
innovation amirite :D
and then it was taehyung’s job to have kim embroidered in really cute cursive by the back and the initials of their first name in a lil formal font below it
and the first names are embroidered in the front!!! 
tae was the one who wrapped the overalls into a large box and you genuinely didn’t expect that you’d be even given one
and it’s just that you’ve been so much on eDGE lately and every little thing turns you emotional these days ever since that incident with yoongi
“is she,,, she’s,,, is y/n sobbing??”
taehyung sputters because oh my god did his gift wrapping throw you off?? jeez he kinda knew at the back of his head that the bright neon green with some balloons saying “happy birthday” even if it’s nOT your birthday looks REPULSIVE and he didn’t have any other gift wrapper left but he didn’t know that it would be too repulsive to make you cry :((
“did we do something??”
jin looks worried because oh god maybe it was the joke he did awhile ago about you suddenly working here now
although namjoon eased their worries and oH you’re hugging the three of them!!!
“i-it’s just that-...”
you were only supposed to thank them for the overalls and the opportunity bUT it took some turns and it ended up with you telling them the story and namjoon having to fill in some gaps when you get too pouty and too sad to explain
tHEY GET IT NOW
anyways
it’s very easy to be thrown in the spur of things at the moment because you’re just grasping at every opportunity to distract yourself!! :D coping mechanisms!!!!
you’re with jin in his section because that’s your work!! that is your work before you got fired and you just got to continue it
but this time with all the time in the world
not really but an hour is a lifetime for you and you’re just used to repairing things in mere seconds
in mere seconds and you have to train for it like almost every second of the day sO this is a nice change :D
“a wrench?? i’m gonna replace the tires using a wrench??”
jin laughs at that because you’re holding it in disgust as you stare down the car that just got brought in
they don’t have a flat tire or anything!! they just wanna get new tires that are as exaggerated as their very-embellished and exaggerated jeep with their specs :D
“they don’t teach you that in racing school????”
://
you know how to replace tires with a wrench and a jack of course
but it’s just hitting you now that oh god this is very alike and different at the same time with your past job!!!
“you dON’T have pneumatic guns?? yeah sure they mAY be expensive but like work would be done quicker and you’d go through more customers?? oH my god jin??? you know what, i’m gonna call jimin right now. let me get you some things!!!”
well then,,,
actually,,,
jin mAY have a pneumatic gun lying around but they don’t use it because a) it’s not as fast and as efficient as what yOU use in the track b) what for honestly,,, c) this is not formula racing and most people aren’t in a rush
but you know what
this is going good for you!!!
jin’s learning new things from u and the other way around and you’re not wallowing in sadness tHAT much anymore :D
and you do feel that kim kradle is doing so much good on you!! you’re constantly with jin but sometimes you spice it up an transfer from floor to floor :))
pressure-washing with namjoon is very therapeutic and having excessive knowledge now about how to properly give your car the shiniest wax ever in your lifetime??
it’s excessive knowledge you wouldn’t trade for the world
you even go work with taehyung sometimes!!! you help him plan out color schemes and pick out fabric with him and go measure dimensions and eVEN do 3D mock-ups
watching and aLSO being able to mix custom coats to go on cars is very satisfying ok
tae even gives you the password to the instagram account :))
he gets you to do the close-ups sometimes and eVEN tells you a thing or two on how he edits these clips to be as satsfying and pleasing as possible
today’s just a slow day
only three cars have come to the shop and to your floor in the past hour nothing from the three of them needed that much TLC
two of them just needed to get their tires’ air pressure checked and have them pumped to match
the other one was just towed here because it’s the nearest shop and just has a dead battery :((
you don’t know how you and jin could pass the time because there isn’t any tv in the area since sOMEONE (jin himself) got distracted too much by watching sherlock and he jUST wanted to know how sherlock pulled off operation lazarus!!!!
it clearly wasn’t his intention to keep pumping up the jack and almost have the whOLE car tip over because he had it up all the way
that was an accident :))
he didn’t even notice that so many of his boys were dashing for the side of the car to keep it from falling and when one of them called out his name, jin had the aUDACITY to shush him because there goes the climax!!!
wOOpS aha oh no what happened to the car :D
the next big thing that jin could do? ask you and catch up about all the technical stuff in formula racing so he could learn too ya know
“what happens if a wing gets dented or like dEFORMED?? how would that be fixed that quickly??”
“ooh!! good question!! actually-...”
that sound
you miss that sound :((
someone’s driving in your floor by the sounds of it and you don’t even need to turn your head to know that it must be a rEALLY cool car :((
it reminds you of the sounds you hear on the track and it’s one that you dearly miss
the growl of whatever car this is loud but like nOT obnoxious of pricks that just wanna show off in traffic and rev up their engine, y’know??
jin could only be so happy because fINALLY
another customer and another task to do to pass this day and it’s nOT a prius!!!!!!!
fucking finally
jin stands up immediately and you immediately follow him and this car’s getting attention from the other workers at the floor because whew
they all know to back off and go back to working on previous and existing projects because aH they see jin smiling giddily and almost jogging and you’re in tow from excitement
it’s a nice car!!!
a maserati granturismo in sleek black!!! jin’s only saw one of these come in the shop driveway but only for them to pULL out and it’s just because they needed to maneuver to go back to a u-turn
what a prick ://
he was excited that day and for wHAT??? someone to use their driveway just so they could reverse their car???? that’s just rude
the owner in mystery comes out and is aLREADY TALKING and- wait
isn’t that yoongi?
yOONGI?????
“hey man, could you check on my radiator real quick? the airconditioning’s a bit wack and i’m not entirely sure if it’s the radiator but i don’t wanna tweak it, ‘cause maybe it’s the compressor too. not sure. can you-“
that’s
oh my god that’s yOU
the season’s wrapped up like a week ago and the last races were tough so tough than he could’ve ever imagined and it was even harder without you
yoongi won the season
but he lost you though :((
he was so enraged at himself the moment jimin told him about the verdict you took and how you quit before he could fire you — for good yoongi has no one to blame but himself and god he’s just so mad at himself
even up to now actually
his pride was so enormous that he didn’t even tHINK that he might be the problem as to why he placed 7th in that race
and instead, he just needed someone, anyone, for him to blame and you’re the fIRST person he sees and he immediately takes his anger and frustration out on you
you would never do such things and he’s disgusted at himself for even tHINKING that you’d ever betray him like that
he was regretting every bit of his words and actions that he said and did out of blind spite
if he could punch himself he would GLADLY do that and knock himself out yoongi was both panicked and livid
had a hard time breathing too because oh gOd he just can’t stop thinking about you and the things he’s caused that are too late to bring back and reverse :((
he kept pleading to atleast follow you home even for just some hours and he’ll immediately go back to the hotel as if he never left
but he can’t do that and he hATES it
god this wouldn’t have happened if he wasn’t a big fucking aSSHOLE!!! throughout the whole week ever since you left the team, he was a gigantic mess
like he still is now
but he had dark circles under his eyes that were swollen from crying so much
his lips were set in a frown as a default
yoongi was doing well with the streak of not biting and picking at his fingernails and his cuticles but now tHAT’S broken alright
he’s tried reaching out to jungkook multiple times
he’s tried apologizing but he always gets a deadpanned response of how he isn’t the one he needs to apologize to
kook sees the sincerity of yoongi trying to apologize because he’s hurt you, his best friend, but that’s not the important issue here
you called jungkook unknowingly in the middle of his and yoongi’s conversation and the boy just almost jUMPS at jungkook to try and borrow his phone with his pleads and as much as his heart goes out (he still hATES yoongi ok), jungkook’s not gonna let him
he tries getting jimin to let him borrow his phone and call you and jimin won’t let him either because this is not his place and you’ve been through enough
the closest yoongi’s ever got to you??
jimin still feels so sorry and guilty to this day
and he’s conflicted and confused and a lil sad
but jimin did call you in front of yoongi on speaker :(((
and yoongi got to hear you answer with a chipped-out voice :(((
and he’s just so tempted to speak out loud but if he does that, then jimin will forever be mad at him too probably and he’s also promised that he’s gonna pretend he isn’t there
ask her if she already ate dinner
yoongi won’t stop typing in his notes tho and wave it frantically for jimin to ask you
and you’re responding truthfully because what’s jimin gonna do?? fLY to your home and cook you spaghetti?????
of course not
that’s what yoongi wants to do :(( if only he can :((
his win felt so empty and it just feels so dull without you here
also knowing that he’s drived out one of the only people that puts up with him and is always patient and is the reason to why he’s been so inspired lately
and one of these days
just one of these days, yoongi wants to drive to your apartment and camp out the door if he needs to just so he could redeem himself and earn forgiveness and try to mend what he’s broken
not today though
not today when the moment yoongi finally gathered the words and the courage to go to you, with the blessing of jungkook giving him his address but with a very sTRICT warning that scared the shit out of him.,.,.,
but also with his airconditioning broken and something just tells him that he needs to take it to a shop because it’s been awhile ever since he drove normal cars
and yoongi actually forgot the gravity of all this so he’s a bit nervous because maybe this is a more serious case with his car and it’s just the universe’s way of telling him to go to you tomorrow
or as soon as his car gets taken to the shop
maybe he needs to polish up some lines and try practicing them better from the heart
yoongi could go to jimin and have it fix it for him but like that’s tOO far of a drive and he just needs a quick fix
ooh
kim kradle!!! it’s the nearest shop to his place that has five stars on it
and he’s still a bit wary because his face and his name and win did land on the news and he’s been trending lately and like wHAT IF someone takes advantage of his car or scams him because they know who he is this car is his frequent and it holds a sentimental value to his heart ok
kim kradle is bigger than he’s pictured it in his mind
woah it actually looks cool and promising
christ it’s so hot inside his car god he needed to open up a little bit of his window but mosquitoes would creep in and tHEY’RE annoying and a real hazard to kill while you’re driving down the road
he wants to get this over with quickly
yoongi just needs to drive to your place and see you asap
“hey man, could you check on my radiator real quick? the airconditioning’s a bit wack and i’m not entirely sure if it’s the radiator but i don’t wanna tweak it, ‘cause maybe it’s the compressor too. not sure. can you-“
oh
that’s you
wAIT THAT IS YOU
“y/n?”
his hands are literally shaking right now oh my god
it’s been some twenty-seven days ever since he’s last saw you and here you aRE
here you are in a place he’s least expected to see you because he’s on the way to see you but actually yOU’RE HERE
“yoongi.”
you acknowledge him back and god you don’t know what to feel
jin immediately senses what’s happening and deep-down he is pANICKING alright
he’s been in contact with jungkook and in the back of their minds, they knew that yoongi won’t let this go without his ever-present persistence
and eventually like maybe yoongi’s gonna know that you work here and the last time that he checked, yoongi doesn’t even know kim kradle
bUT JIN DIDN’T KNOW THAT THIS TIME WOULD COME THIS SOON OK
he immediately steps in and insert himself in between you and yoongi that he’s trying to close the distance to you and that surprises yoongi completely
“airconditioning, right? keys please. i’ll check it out!!”
yoongi wastes no time in shoving the keys to jin’s hand and he couldn’t be anymore desperate to talk to you
he doesn’t wanna cross boundaries obviously even if jin’s already moved out of the way
you’re still glued to your spot trying to process the situation and your fight or flight response is not exactly working right now
is there a disbelief and yearning and standing in sadness and anger option in that fight or flight choice
“i haven’t seen you in so long.”
that’s what usually happens when you become an asshole yOONGI
god how are you supposed to react
“you too.”
there’s this awkward distance in between the two of you and it’s too deep to even get between 
yoongi suddenly forgets the words that’s been in his mind for the longest time,, just brewing and evolving and always changing as he just wants to fix the damage he’s done :((
he’s about to get closer but
“the cooling fan’s just clogged. it could be finished within like fifteen minutes man :D”
jin doesn’t exactly know what he’s doing but he ‘s dOING whatever this is ok
although that is factual
the cooling fan is just a bit dirty and there’s some debris in there that could be cleared quickly
but he just needs to do it extra carefully because this is a nice car ok
i mean he sTILL cares for cars in the same way even if not every car he gets in the shop is a maserati granturismo 
he’s just a lil bit nervous even thOUGH he’s an expert at this ok
“fIFTEEN MINUTES???”
yoongi’s freaking out and he’s gripping at his hair in panic because wHAT
THAT SHOULD TAKE AN HOUR
goddamn why does kim kradle have to be a five-star shop :((
“y-yeah.,, i can do it in ten if you’re in a hurry-”
“aha nO NO :D i’m not in a hurry at all!!! please, take your time!!”
oh god what does he do now
yoongi walks over to his car and that confuses both you and jin
because what
he has half of his body in the driver’s seat and it sEEMS that he’s fishing for something in his glovebox
it’s a lil swiss knife
bUT WHY
he kept it in the gloveboxes of his cars because seatbelts are not exactly fool-proof and you could be stuck in them and he’s scared of that
and also if he’s gotten a takeout of a burger and it’s too big and he’s driving with one hand so he’ll just whip out his lil swiss knife and cut haphazardly
“what’s your name, man??”
“jin!! kim seokjin :D you’re-”
wait
what the fuck is yoongi doing
oh 
did he just-
“also forgot to tell you!!! my tires are running flat and i tHINK they need to be changed!! so sorry man it just came up”
deadass
yoongi literally just slashed his four tires
jin’s sPUTTERING
and he’s looking back and forth to you and to yoongi and his car
“are you -- are you sEEING -- y/n tell me wait what the fuck iS YOONGI SLASHING HIS TIRES????”
whatever it takes
whatever to buy his time with you and so as much as he can
you’re quite taken aback because oh did yoongi just do that
jin has only known yoongi personally for like eight minutes and he could positively say that he is on aNOTHER level
yoongi’s approaching you again and it only hits you nOW
“have you eaten lunch already?”
your mouth is dry and you absolutely can’t look at yoongi because it just feels so unreal 
“no. hEy uh-...”
“no?? oh my gOD hold on just stay still, yeah? i’m gonna get lunch hOld on-”
yoongi’s immediately scarmbling for the exit
he has no concrete plan but he sure is hellbent in getting you lunch even though his car’s tires are slashed and he’s gonna be walking in an area he’s unfamiliar with
you really haven’t eaten lunch 
you were just about to say a half-assed reason of namjoon calling you just to exit this situation because you are nOT ready and yoongi’s already off before you could mutter it
jin’s gears are just on a frenzy
“oh so that’s min yoongi.,.,,. jusT slashed his own tires,.,,. that’s.... endearing.,.,,”
you’ve detached yourself from the situation and you couldn’t really stand seeing nor interacting with yoongi
you’ve cooped up yourself in jin’s office and the moment yoongi came back holding up take-out for boTH you and jin, his car’s already all-done
jin gives him a look that’s telling and yoongi gets it
“oh. that’s okay. just uh, just leave this for y/n, can you? there’s enough for the two of you. thanks, jin :))”
you need a moment
that one’s obvious
taehyung insisted that you come home early and you obliged because oh god you nEED a moment
you come into work the next day and sure enough, you’re all well-rested and this time they could ask about what happened yesterday
even hear jin’s point of view on how yoongi is just so wILD
taehyung is in alert and so in namjoon
they’re all ears ok
jin’s telling his story and tae’s nudging you discreetly and makes you look at a box!!!
a box he’s ordered online a couple days ago after he saw you breakdown and you’re looking in awe as you whisper because u don’t wanna disrupt jin
“gel nails???”
the same one you always wanted and it’s flashing back to when you saw yoongi talking to dahyun!!!
oh this is really happening???
“dO IT YOURSELF!!!”
taehyung’s grabbing your hand immediately as he opens the box and he’s sO pumped for this because he stayed up all night watching how to do gel nails yourself!!
he even bought a nice uv lamp for it!! he’s tHAT dedicated
this takes your mind off of yoongi for awhile
a car pulls up yet again and you’re getting the chills again bUt it just turned out to be jungkook
aND HOBI!!!
hobi finished second this season!!
they immediately flock to the lot of you and you’re not sure on who flocks who because everyone’s just genuinely happy to see each other
even the kim line meeting hobi for the first time is such a fun experience
jungkook immediately goes to you and he sEES taehyung doing something to your hand
he’s not sure what he’s doing
but he knows that he wants IN okay
he wants to these gel nails on your other hand
he doesn’t know shit on how to do them but he’s gonna learn along the way aND he is not backing down 
taehyung wasn’t aware that this is a competition now but apparently iT IS NOW :O
it’s not ensured that your two hands will look the exact same because you think they’re going for the what looks better competition and not let’S DO THIS IDENTICALLY because these are y/n’s hands y’know 
you’re about to fall asleep with how this is lowkey soothing
this is not the quickest manicure to do on anybody
especially if it’s someone’s first time and they’re really aIMING for it to be perfect
although it’s not easy because another car pulls up and you’re pANICKED that it might be yoongi 
oh nah it’s okay that’s not his car anyway!!!
you sometimes forget.... that yoongi’s a race car driver....
and there’s a possibility.... that he has multiple cars....
that’s yoongi alright
he steps down in a hurry and makes a beeline for you because he could immediately spot you!!! even in crowds!!!
you’re somehow ensured that yoongi’s gonna decide against going to you because you’re not alone
taehyung’s on your left and jungkook’s on your right and they’re not leaving your side until they finish their masterpieces for like another half hour
oH HE’S GOING FOR IT
“y/n, hI!!”
coming in strong but that’s ok
“jungkook :]”
he acknowledges kook and you’re not exactly up-to-date with how these two stand with each other 
but kook kinda just gives him a confused glance (jIN CALLED HIM LAST NIGHT) and nods back to yoongi
what
taehyung has his lips parted because what,,, why.,., 
yoongi’s about to open his mouth to talk to this guy that’s holding your hAND???
oh this is the part right
“i’m,,, kim taehyung.,.,.,”
“min yoongi. nice to meet you :))”
he sticks out his hand and tae blindly reaches for it and he doesn’t know wHY he shook it and he’s still confused up to to now
what is yoongi doing
wHAT IS HE DOING
you only realize now that yoongi has something in his hands and he’s looking dead straight to you and he doesn’t falter once
(he’s nervous on the inside trUST HIM)
“i know you’re not that comfy in seeing me and that’s tOTALLY okay!! i respect that!! it’s just uH i realized that uhm,.,., do you remember that time we were karting? and you won and we ki -- when you wON?? and you said that the winner gets one week of presents,,.,, and i just want to fulfill that.”
yoongi’s voice is wavering because oh shit this iS hard to swallow down
“even if i might be a little late.”
he wordlessly sets down a wrapped present by your feet, just in the middle of a sitting jungkook and taehyung who are listening all this time and have curious eyes on the neatly-wrapped present that’s been laid down
he leaves and stalks over to jin
“what happened now yoongi.,.,.,”
“my guess is that there are some rocks stuck in the wheel bearings. maybe even in the mags. four on the left, three on the right.”
....
hmmmm
“that’s nice, man. just a hunch??”
“yup :)) just a hunch :)) aLSO: can i have a stool?? i’m just gonna wait here, y’know :))”
yoongi’s not expecting anything from you
he doesn’t mind rejection or you ignoring him all throughout because he knows that he deserves it
he deserves it for sure
sometimes he sees you in the corner of his eye
or you helping out jin on fixing yoongi’s other car
or the other one
your own pace
your pace is what matters and yoongi isn’t gonna take any shortcut or undercut
this isn’t formula racing
this is yOU and him being patient until you feel like acknowledging him
of course he still apologizes
texts you even if you’re across the room
sees you open the text and you’d send him a look and you’d be giving him the slightest smile before you occupy yourself again
yoongi’s okay with that.
he keeps coming back
this is the third car and it’s nOT EVEN HIS ANYMORE
he’s just texting friends asking “yO do u need you car washed or fixed or something??? i’ll take it to the shop for you fREE OF CHARGE!!!”
he’s that invested in this and he doesn’t see himself giving up this is good for kim kradle of course but oh god this is aMUSING TOO throughout the week, yoongi hasn’t faltered either in continuing at giving you the gifts
the first one he’s given you?? a box full of trinkets he’s been collecting for every country that he’s visited ever since you gave him that caffeine pill!!
just random things he’s seen in malls or souvenir shops or airport boutiques that reminded him of you, all in a box with a single note
i miss you. - yoongi
you’re not gonna lie
you do miss yoongi too
but the things he’s done still make you wince when you’re thinking about it and even though he’s apologized in all ways but a face-to-face one
because you’re not that lax with him, the both of you know that this isn’t just a one and done thing
things take time and yoongi’s taking it at your pace and you’re grateful for it
warming up is always relative and so is forgiveness longing’s still there but it’s just a matter of suppressing it and yeah you dO miss yoongi
you’re lost without him too although you’re not gonna make that anymore obvious because that’s just devastating to think about you think he’s about to reach the end of his rope and it throws you in the whirlwind of oH
this is the sixth consecutive day that yoongi’s been coming to kim kradle yesterday was the first bIG interaction you’ve ever done with him
because since you don’t talk to him as much, he just takes his time as he waits for the services for the cars that he brings by making conversation with the guys
he’s gotten to know jin and joon and tae aND YEAH they like him but they do grill him separately though because they’re mad at what he’s done to you
but he’s also apologized to them and made promises that he’s gonna be keeping
jin doesn’t cook by the kitchen anymore because yoongi keeps bringing takeout or sometimes hE’S THE ONE WHO COOKS in his home and brings it to u guys
is it bad that he all bought you lunchboxes
is it bad that your lunchbox is the fanciest out of all of them and you have more portions and yours are always cut up like he did with the pork.,.,..
it’s not bad as lonG as you pretend to unsee the three kims stealing food from you and just go about to eating your food
but the big interaction did happen yesterday
and it was you suddenly calling out yoongi’s name as he’s sat by the car but he sTILL heard you and he swears he’s gonna cry
because oh god it’s been a long time ever since you said his name in that tone
“you’re not gonna eat with us?”
OH DAMN
he’s a mess
“uhm weLL do you want me too?? it’s oKAY uhm pls just-“
“don’t make me regret asking, yoongs.”
yOONGS
Y O O N G S
yoongi is instantly walking his ass to the little makeshift dining circle because oh my god YES
he doesn’t overstep tho and he just sits in between namjoon and
taehyung as he eats and every few minutes he sneaks a look at you and sometimes you look at him aND IT’S JUST LIKE the start all over again there’s the last piece of tteokbokki and everyone’s just feeling it out and looking at it
and yoongi
the bold man that he is
picks it up with his chopsticks aND
oh he’s putting it on your lunchbox
:))))))))
the night’s late and taehyung called yoongi to say that the car (it’s actually yoongi’s) he’s brought in for a ceramic coating and custom leather seats are all finished and wrapped up
and if he wants, he could go to the shop right now and pick it up since namjoon’s finishing up by the basement anyways and it would still be open then
and he does pick it up
he knows his way around the store
you could either take the stairs or the lift if you’re coming in into kim kradle without a car to go up and down the levels but he’s patient so he’ll just take the stairs
what he wasn’t expecting though
something that makes him cease his whistling as he goes up to the third floor to fetch his car
is you
rIGHT there
besides his car
and this is the only time that the both of you are alone and his throat is suddenly dry
you know this too though
you were intending to staying up late here just to finish on the car that’s been brought in two days ago with the broken engine that you think is worth salvaging
and you just wanted to see the view :((
reminisce to how you’ve been seeing yoongi in the flesh for six days straight and how you wanna tackle this conflict right to the head but you’re unsure to how :((
it doesn’t take a genius to know that yOONGI himself is right behind you
as you are aware too that this is his car that taehyung’s been working on thank u very much
“i want you to know that i’m not giving up on you.”
his words cut through the cold air and it surely gets your attention even if your back is still turned to him as you’re hunched over the balcony
“i’m running out of cars to bring, the one week of presents is ending, and
i’m so cLOSE to putting up a cot so i could sleep here.”
he’s serious about that one
seeing you just makes everything better no matter the circumstance it calms his heart and everything in him and he’s not gonna stop at nO matter what to try and make up for the things he’s done
“but you’re worth all this.”
yoongi dares to take a step closer and this time you could already see him by your peripheral vision
“you’re worth it,” and he needs a collective second to exhale the heaviness that’s sitting on his chest because oh gOd he was really an asshole huh
“i don’t know how long it’s gonna take, but i’m willing to wait.”
this is more nerve-wracking than any report card or championship results he’s been ever given and he’s not ashamed to admit that
“i love you, y’know?”
that’s the thing he’s been wanting to say for a long time he doesn’t know in the first place on wHY the hell was he scared because now that he says it to you, he feels like he’s never been more sure of anything in his life :(((
“good night, y/n.”
and the main purpose to why he’s here completely escapes his mind
he just misses you sO much that it’s so painful and all he could do is imagine scenarios and look back at all the pictures he’s taken of you half of it he’s sure that you never even noticed him taking
aND IT HITS YOU
something that hits you with the way that his car keys have the sticker of your initials on them
or the way when taehyung asked you out to help him with the leather interior for yoongi’s car and your scrunchie that you must’ve left is wrapped snugly on his handbrake
or how in the final checking for his car did you know that your playlist that you don’t even rEMEMBER mentioning to him is the one that’s on repeat in his radio
yoongi stops the moment that you call out for his name and god he’s closing his eyes because all the worst possible scenarios of you calling for him to stop this is enough to make him cry
you’ve also never been more sure of anything in your life
your hand just barely grips yoongi’s arm, staring up at him as you get to notice the features of his that you’ve always loved and missed all this time
yoongi’s hand’s open and so is your heart for all this
it’s the same keys that he’s went here for the first place, the ones with your intials on as he only realizes now that he’s done that
“drive me home.”
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cade-flrt ¡ 4 years ago
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Omg I wanna know about their relationships/friendships with the rest of the gang/s
YESYESYES LETS GET INTO
darry: darry + yasi don’t really talk much but there is def some mutual respect there. like they greet each other with just their names
(darry would be like with a small smile ‘yasi’ and yasi would respond with a bigger smile ‘darry’)
they def get along just fine tho! but just aren’t the bestest of friends! like a ‘friend of a friend’ type of dynamic.
two bit: yasi likes to put up a front as if they don’t like two bit and are annoyed by his actions, because he probably constantly teases her, but deep down yasi would die for him tee bee hache 🥱 she’s very blunt so she takes any chance to call two an idiot. very much a sibling dynamic.
steve: so yasi has a very big sibling nature. she has this bc of having to look after her lil brother, but nothing can change their original nature/personality so not in the ‘no don’t do that🥺’ way but in the ‘listen dude, you fucked up and u cant do that, alright? alright. lets get ice cream’ type of way. so i feel like steve and yasi would be close, even if steve doesn’t like her (initially) but then yasi really stood for him once and boom! friendship ever since. yasi is like
“listen, we can’t go around punching anyone we find annoying, okay? repeat after me. ‘we cannot go around punching anyone we find annoying’ repeat it.”
“sigh we cannot go around punching anyone we fin— hey, when did you become such a saint?”
“listen, i heard darry using this technique and it seemed to work. so shut up and repeat it.”
dally: yasi doesn’t like dally & dally doesn’t like yasi. simple as that.
soda: yasi + soda don’t really get along all that well. soda probably said something to one of yasi’s friends that he didn’t mean but yasi is really stubborn and has held it against him ever since. also, since they’re friends with steve he probably gets jealous.
johnny: yasi treats johnny like a brother and gives him advice about stuff also beats up anyone that crosses him and johnny probably finds it annoying sometimes but he appreciates it. she likes to bring him along with her to places.
pony: pony doesn’t like yasi that much because soda doesn’t like yasi that much and he thinks she’s (can be) very stubborn and annoying and full of herself. yasi tries their best to be nice to pony but sometimes they find themselves snapping and being rude. yasi wishes they could fix their problems.
tim: they prolly have a mutual respect for each other and whenever they meet each other they have conversations that they both enjoy. they both stick up for each other when they can.
curly: yasi + curly dont have much of a friendship except for the fact one time when curly was younger, when he fell she picked him up and gave him a piece of candy so curly quite likes them. this makes curly constantly try to convince pony that ‘she can’t be that bad’.
angela: angela + yasi are bestiesssss they constantly hang out, do each other’s nails, eat together etc yasi might have a secret lil crush on her.
cherry: yasi flirts with cherry 24/7 and cherry finds it annoying but very sweet. yasi doesn’t push themselves onto cherry though, they just like to flirt playfully with each other back and forth.
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mistymark ¡ 5 years ago
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the one where you’re someone else. [jaemin] [part I]
na jaemin x reader // 2.9k words // high school!au // body switch!au
summary; in which you wake up in someone else’s body. more than once.
warnings: swearing, confusion, mention of male genitalia
requested; nope
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. Groaning, you roll onto your side, searching blindly for the snooze button on your alarm, your head remaining on the pillow. Five more minutes. Please.
...
BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. This time you squint your eyes open, sitting up in bed and rubbing your head groggily. You wonder why you feel so tired, and the remnants of your dream drift slowly into your mind.
Scenes flash through your mind in the same frightening way you imagine one would see highlights of their life before they die. The hallway of a high school that is not your own, a bright-eyed boy grinning at you before he sprints away from you, a test that you had definitely not prepared for, a cute cafĂŠ and delicious treats, the strange feeling of not recognising yourself in the mirror...
“Y/n!” A voice calls for you from the kitchen, and you hastily slip on a pair of slippers and make your way through the house in search of breakfast. A small frown sits on your mother’s face as she finishes making her own breakfast, “Two days in a row you haven’t been awake on time. Are you sure you’re getting enough sleep? Maybe you should go to sleep early tonight.”
“I’m fine, Mum,” you roll your eyes as she presses the back of her hand against your forehead.
“This is so unusual for you,” she mumbles, almost to herself. When you push her hand away to reach for the juice, she goes back to her breakfast, momentarily forgetting about the newspaper she had just been reading sitting beside her. “Yesterday I was starting to wonder if you’d had some kind of mental breakdown.” She looks up at you then, and you furrow your eyebrows in confusion; you’d been exactly the same yesterday, only less tired.
“It’s… been an exhausting week,” you try to find an explanation. She seems satisfied with the answer. Looking at the time, you quickly stand up to rush to your room, “Shit. I need to get ready for school.”
You busy yourself with getting ready for school, only a little annoyed at yourself for not having packed your bag last night, the simple disruption to your morning routine adding a few minutes to your normal departure time. You were sure you’d packed it last night, but your belongings scattered around your room clearly disagreed. Quickly sliding your binders, books and laptop into your backpack, you rushed around your room. Luckily, you didn’t miss the bus.
“Y/n!” Your best friend, Nina, sees you shortly after you enter the front doors of your school. Her excitement to see you is shown in the way she smiles at you, though it shortly changes to a small frown as she looks you up and down. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired,” you answer honestly, shying away from her assessing gaze. Her eyes scan your face.
“Nina, would you quit it?” Seungmin laughs, giving her a slight push. You hadn’t even noticed him walking up to the two of you. She stumbles, her eyes moving from you to him, narrowing. “She’s fine,” he states, turning to you now.
“You were acting so weird yesterday,” she stresses to you, still looking at you tentatively as if she expected you to spontaneously combust any second.
“What?” You frown in confusion at them, wondering why they were being so dramatic. Maybe a bad test result made you cry yesterday, but that wasn’t exactly out of the ordinary for you. Opening your locker, you tear your gaze from your friends in favour of focusing on piling your books onto the shelf. From the corner of your eye, you can tell they’re still watching you wearily. “Alright, spill it. What’s up?”
“You…” Nina struggles to find the words.
“It was like you were a different person,” Seungmin finally says. “You kept forgetting who you were, where you were, what you were supposed to be doing. We thought you had amnesia or something.”
Furrowing your eyebrows, you look between them again, “You’re kidding, right?” You think back to yesterday – Tuesday – and can’t remember anything out of the ordinary.
“No, Y/n, we’re dead serious,” Nina responds, eyeing you again.
“I don’t know what’s going on with you guys but I have a class to get to. Mrs Kim has a paper for me,” you grab your history books and close your locker.
Nina looks at Seungmin confusedly, “Don’t you have history third period?” He nods. She turns to you again, “Y/n, history is third period. We have chemistry first.”
“We always have history first on a Wednesday,” you smile, rolling your eyes. “Come on, guys, you know I memorised my schedule on the first day.”
There’s silence, before Seungmin grabs his phone from his pocket, pressing the button so the screen lights up and dangles it in front of your face, “Yeah, well, it’s Thursday, so history is third.”
The bell rings before you can dispute this. Even though, of course, what could you say? It was Thursday – your own phone said so, so they couldn’t be messing with you. How could it be that a whole day had slipped from your memory?
You drift between classes in a confused daze, only loosely focusing on the words of your teachers and peers, slowly writing half-finished notes and barely registering when the teacher was giving you homework.
Your focus was primarily on Wednesday – yesterday – and why you couldn’t remember anything. There were plenty of memorable things that happened on Wednesdays – you had gym class, your usual ice cream date with Nina and Seungmin, work. Yet, you couldn’t remember any of them.
“Did I hit my head yesterday? I can’t remember anything at all,” you frown, whispering to Seungmin while Mrs Kim drones on about the cold war.
“Maybe,” he tries to suppress a giggle. “You sure were acting like you did.”
Yawning, you turn over the page of notes you were adding to, revealing a page of messily handwritten notes that definitely wasn’t done by you. The handwriting, for starters, was a messy scrawl that frequently sloped in a downwards direction and overstepped the neatly printed lines on the page. Completely done in black ink, without any highlighting or colour coding the rest of your notes had, you dismissed it as Seungmin writing in your book.
But Seungmin used blue ink almost religiously, and the handwriting didn’t match his. Why would Seungmin write ‘who am i?’ over and over in my book?
Your name was scrawled in the corners of the pages, as if you had forgotten it and needed the reminder.
“Y/n,” you were snapped out of your thoughts by Mrs Kim, who was handing out a worksheet. She smiles at you, “Ah, so you remember your name today?” Seungmin snickers beside you and you elbow him swiftly, effectively shutting him up. “Did you read my notes on your essay?”
You blush, embarrassed and guilty, “No, I’m sorry. I haven’t had the ti-“
Mrs Kim gives you a warm smile, “That’s okay. Let me know when you have.” She walks away, moving on to another student.
Seungmin leans closer to you, his eyes remaining on the teacher, “I’m surprised she didn’t mention the fact that you dodged her yesterday after class.”
“Huh?”
“She wanted to talk to you about the notes on your essay, and you completely ran out! Not as if you had any place to be; Mr Park was late to calculus again.”
“Oh. Oh, right,” you mutter, lowering your chin to the desk.
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“Where the fuck is my essay?” You groan in frustration. Hyunjin, the poor soul whose locker is right beside yours, startles at your sudden outburst.
“Are you okay?” He shuts the door of his locker gently, leaning against it as he looks you up and down, concern on his face.
“Mrs Kim gave me an essay yesterday and I must’ve misplaced it.” Your locker isn’t exactly messy, so there are very few loose papers in there. A quick flick through the few documents stashed haphazardly in your locker proved it wasn’t in there.
“Don’t you have some intense filing system?” His eyes flicker down to the binder in your hand, dividers neatly sectioning off different parts. “Is it not in there?”
“If it were in here, I wouldn’t be searching my locker,” you mumble sadly. His eyes widen.
“Right... Seungmin has history with you, right?” Hyunjin’s attention shifts to something behind you, and he waves a hand, gesturing for someone to come over. “Hey, Seungmin!”
“Hey, dude,” Seungmin greets. “What’s up?”
“Y/n is missing a history essay,” Hyunjin helpfully explains. When Seungmin’s eyebrows furrow in thought, Hyunjin takes it as an opportunity to leave, and quickly departs down the hallway in search of his own friends.
“Didn’t you throw it away?”
“I don’t throw away my essays.”
“I’m pretty sure you did. After you walked out yesterday. I saw you put something in the bin,” his eyes flicker to yours. “I just assumed it was rubbish.”
You groan, pressing your forehead against Hyunjin’s locker, whining, “No.”
“I’m sure Mrs Kim would redo her notes if you asked her. You typed it, didn’t you? Just reprint it.”
“Yeah, I guess so,” you pout. He smiles warmly at you.
“You’ll be fine, Y/n,” Seungmin rests a hand on your shoulder, attempting to steer you away from the row of lockers and towards the cafeteria, closing your locker door with his foot. “But now, lunch.”
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The rest of the day flies by and, before you know it, you’re in Seungmin’s car as he drives you home. The town rushes past you in a flurry of houses and small grocery stores, drive thru restaurants and gas stations, and you struggle to stay awake.
“Hey, sleepy head, you’re home,” Seungmin tries to suppress his laughter, giving you a light nudge. “Get out of my car.”
Groaning, you slump away from the door, clumsily finding the door handle and almost falling out of the car, “Fine! I’ll see you tomorrow, assface.”
“Yeah,” he smiles warmly. “See you then.”
The hours of the evening are mostly taken up with homework, as you try and get as much done as possible before the weekend. As it steadily approaches midnight, you find youself getting more and more tired, eventually getting to the point where you can’t keep your eyes open anymore. And from there, darkness consumes you.
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RING! RING! RING! The alarm is loud and so annoying. You wonder why you chose to wake up to this, rather than your usual alarm, and turn to your side, fumbling around for the snooze button, your eyes still shut tight from exhaustion. Your eyes open when instead of hitting your bedside table or your alarm, your hand slams into a wall, eliciting a loud grunt from your mouth. For a second, you’re shocked at how deep your voice sounds, but your shock turns to fear when you realise you’re not in your bedroom.
You’re in a bedroom, but it’s certainly not your own. The walls are white, covered in posters and photos and a huge wall hanging that has plants growing out of small pots, leaves cascading down the wall. It’s homely, cute, but not where you expected to wake up – and due to that last fact, horrifying.
You clamber out of bed in search for your clothes, your shoes, your bag, anything that belongs to you. Unable to recall when or how you got here, you wonder if you’re hungover. But you didn’t go out last night - on a Thursday - you didn’t drink last night, and your head isn’t at all sore. Despite the lack of a headache, you still reach a hand up to your head, rubbing it. Your eyes widen at your hair – well, the lack of hair. It’s short, and you can feel the way it’s sticking up in all directions from sleep.
You rush to the mirror in the corner of the room, screaming when you realise you don’t look at all like how you normally look, and screaming louder when you realise your voice is so deep.
You’re a boy.
Ew, you think.
Wait, you look in the mirror. This is some crazy ass dream.
You take a look around the room, seeing the face in the mirror in the photographs, recognising the familiar brown hair and sparkling eyes. Reaching a hand up to touch your face, you push and pull the skin, watching it move in the mirror. You almost expected it to stay rigid, as if you were wearing a mask. This is so weird.
“Jaemin! Are you getting ready for school? Jeno’s going to be here in any minute!” A female voice calls from – presumably – downstairs, and you quickly look around the room. A uniform is hanging on the back of the door – one you don’t recognise – and you move to get changed, though something stops you.
You wait a second before responding, in case the voice was calling to someone in the house. When no one responds, you take a leap of faith, “Yeah! I’m getting dressed now!”
You look down briefly at the cold grey pyjama pants you’re – Jaemin’s – currently wearing, and take a deep breath, clenching your eyes shut as you pull the material down. I hate this. I hate this. I hate this.
You decide you have to open your eyes when you pull the school shorts on backwards (and you can feel that it’s backwards in ways you could never begin to explain as a girl) and try your hardest to think about anything else. You find the bathroom, which was thankfully located opposite the bedroom, and go about your normal routine as best you can.
The school bag slumped against the wall is empty, and you look around the desk for anything you might have to take with you, packing a few notebooks, a laptop, a pencil case (if you could call it that – it appeared to be a plastic bag with a few pens in it) and a water bottle.
“Hey, sweetie,” a beautiful woman greets you as you bound into the kitchen with a lot of energy. Why am I so hyper?
“Hey… Mum?” You cringe as the greeting comes out more like a question, hiding your face in the fridge.
Luckily, she just laughs. “I know, I know, I’m not normally in the kitchen.” She notices the way you scan the fridge, “Hey! Aren’t you and Jeno going to get food before school?”
You freeze, “Oh, um, yeah. We are. I’m just… browsing.”
“Okay, well, I’ll see you tonight, Jaem. Have a good day at school,” she kisses you on the top of the head, swiping her hand through your hair before leaving. You try your best to fix it, letting it flop down messily over your forehead.
Spotting an apple and a brown banana in a cracked dish on the counter, you slide the apple into your backpack and begin zipping it up when you hear a honk outside that almost makes you drop everything. You stop to listen, and two more honks follow. Confused, you wait. There’s the familiar sound of a car door slamming shut, and then you hear footprints on the front porch of the house. The doorbell rings.
The doorbell is monotonous, and you don’t wait for it to finish ringing before you pull the door open, instantly meeting the soft face of a boy your age, a confused look on his face. You’ve seen him somewhere, but you can’t place him. “Dude, I honked, like, three times. What’s going on?”
“Oh,” you say, dumbly. You surpise yourself by sounding even dumber with the question that follows, “Jeno?”
“Yeah?” His eyebrows draw nearer as he frowns at you. “Are you playing that ‘I don’t know who I am’ joke again?”
You force out a laugh, “No, I’m just messing with you.” You give him a light punch on the arm, trying to act like every douchebag guy you’ve seen in a high school movie. It’s tragic that you suddenly can’t recall how real boys act. “Let’s go,” you push past him, sighing in a way that makes it seem like he’s the one acting weird and not yourself.
His eyebrows raise in surprise, but then he shrugs and heads back to his car, waiting for you to finish locking the house (after much confusion over which key it is).
Once you’re in the car, you pull out the phone that had been sitting beside the bed you’d woken up in and thought thankfully that there was a finger-print unlock feature. Quickly scanning through a few messages, you learnt that Jeno was probably Jaemin’s best friend - and you were in a few group chats; ‘the Bros’, ‘chemistry lab group’, ‘mark’s birthday plans’, ‘Mum & Dad’, and a few others.
“So, I was thinking, Hyuck’s having a party at his place tonight, right?” Jeno begins talking, and once you realise you’re going to have to go to this party, too. “Hyunjin is coming, and he’s bringing a few girls from his school – you know, that guy we versed in lacrosse a few weeks ago? His parents know my parents and – whatever, it’s not important. He’s bringing a few girls and I’m hoping that girl from the game is- Hey! Are you even listening?” Jeno’s eyes flit between you and the road, and you turn to him.
“Yeah, yeah, sorry. Did you ask him?” You’re dying to know if he’s talking about the Hyunjin you know – the real you knows – but you’re too self-conscious to ask too many questions, wanting to just get through the day with as little confusion as possible.
“Nah, I don’t really know the guy. He’s friends with Hyuck, though, I think, so maybe he’ll know.”
“Can you ask Yuck today?”
Jeno laughs, “Are you bringing back his middle school nickname? He’s gonna hate you so much for that. But I will, yeah. We have PE together today.”
He pulls into the parking lot of the school, and you vaguely recognise the school, maybe from posters or newspaper adverts, but you’re glad Jeno drove you because at least now you have someone to follow. And, you were unsure whether you’d been able to get to school without him.
You trail after Jeno through the main doors, but he clearly sees someone he knows, because he takes one look back at you before he runs off to catch them, “Catch you later, yeah?”
And it’s right then that it clicks; you know exactly where you’d seen him before: in your dream. You’d been here before. You’d seen him before. You’d been Jaemin before.
Fuck.
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twilightofthe ¡ 4 years ago
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Chapter Nine liveblog of The Mandalorian Season 2!  Let’s go!!!
Recap time!
Oh shit the ARMORER I MISSED HER even if it’s just her voiceover lol
Y’all I am fucking PUMPED
Oh shit yeah Fennec Shand’s not dead I wonder if she’ll show up again too 
GOD I MISSED THE SOUNDTRAAAAAACK
OOOP OOP OOP OOP OOP HERE WE GO HERE WE GO HERE WE GOOOOOOO
THAT’S MY FUCKING SON AND HUSBAND
THERE THEY ARE
LOOK AT THEM
THEY’RE JUST WALKING AND I’M IN LOVE AGAIN
BABYBABYBABYBABYYYYYYYYYY
HIS WIDDLE FUCKING FACE
OH NO HE’S WHIMPERING
OH BABY YODA GOD HOW I MISSED YOU
YES MR TWI’LEK LET THE CUTE BABY IN
YES LOOK HOW CUTE HE IS
*cinemasins voice* Space wrestling!
Oh yeah it’s those green pig species guys from ROTJ whose names I never remember, Gamoreans?
Wherever I go he goes KILL MEEEEEEEE
Lol bruh looking for other Mandos won’t teach you how to find Jedi, it teaches you to pick fights with ‘em 
HAHAHA THE BABY IS CASUALLY LEARNING MORE VIOLENCE YES I LOVE IT
Heyyy it was Gamorrean!
I feel like I know Cyclops’s voice for some reason
Lol look at Din he has sense
Ohhhh boy fight time
Time to see my husband kick ass
Oh shit shit shiiiiit is there like, a valuable underground trade for beskar and Mandalorians???  SHIIIIIIIIIT
LOL YEP GO HIDE WHILE DADDY WORKS BABY
EPIC GUITAR WAILING NOISES YESSS
ARMOR HUSBAND KICKING ABSOLUTE ASS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
THAT WAS A FUCKING SASSY HEADBUTT LOOOOOOOOK
HE’S SO AWESOME I’M ;_;
HELL YEAH GET THAT TRAFFICKER BABY
AND CUE THE AWESOME ASS RECORDER THEME
I LOVE ME A MAN WHO NEGOTIATES
Whaaaaaat a Mando on Tatooine?  Good thing my Mando on Tatooine fic is an AU!
Mos Pelgo, huh?  New city!
Pfff it’s been literally less than ten minutes and I’ve already typed THIS much
OHHH SHIIIIIIT HE’S LETTING THE TRAFFICKER GET EATEN ALIVE DAMN SON
BADASS RECORDER NOISES INTENISFY
Oho, “The Marshal”, huh?
WAIT MARSHAL AS IN LIKE “MARSHAL COMMANDER”
ARE WE GETTING FUCKING CLONES?
OH GOD PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
And there’s Peli!!!!!
Holy shit my fic did pretty well predicting that xD
Lol I love her
She is Me
BABYYYYYYYYY
wrinkled critter
Din she doesn’t know what a Mandalorian Armorer means
I LOVE PELI
HOLY SHIT WE’RE GETTING A MAP OF TATOOINE
SHIT I CAN USE THIS
BABY STILL LIKES CAR RIDES
Omg he’s actually sitting with the Tuskens!
TREAT THE TUSKENS LIKE PEOPLE AND NOT UGLY STEREOTYPES 2KFOREVERRRRRRRRRRR
Dang the way he walks tho
(sorry I had to *coughs*)
“Someone who looks like me” pfff Din
Wait hang on a second this “Marshal” isn’t fucking Boba Fett is he he better not
But shit this is on Tatooine it makes sense--
I’M BAD AT MANDO ARMOR IS THAT BOBA IDK I CAN’T TELL IN THE BACKLIGHTING
Ah a blissful stranger.  Not a clone tho, dammit, that would have been nice
He sounds young too, I recognize his voice
WAIT A FUCK THAT IS ABSOLUTELY BOBA FETT’S HELMET I MIGHT BE BAD AT MANDO STUFF BUT I’M FUCKING POSITIVE
oh damn and he just took it off in front of Din The Orthodox Mando WHOOP
Shit I know that guy’s actor who is he
OH NO OH NOPE HE’S NOT EVEN A REAL MANDALORIAN HE’S JUST AN ARMOR THIEF WHO STOLE BOBA’S ARMOR THIS BOI IS GONNA DIE AHAHAHAHA
Ahhh we’re going cowboy movies again
Wait so Boba wears real beskar now?  I thought his wasn’t
Lol yep here we go Din’s goin’ after him now
“He’s seen worse” Din NO, THAT IS HOW YOUR CHILD LEARNS TO STRANGLE PEOPLE FOR ARM WRESTLING
Tatooine’s got earthquakes?
2012 is that you?  Lion King antelope stampede hello
WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT IS THAT A KRAYT DRAGON
I’VE WANTED ONE OF THOSE FOREVER
IT’S AN ALASKAN BULL WORM
No really damn what is that thing lol
Could be a Krayt dragon?  But idk their designs
DIN YOU JUST ABANDONED YOUR CHILD IN A POT MY DUDE WHY
AHAHAHAHAHAHA YESSSSSS A KRAYT FUCKING DRAGON HELL YEAH HELL YEAH FINALLY AFTER FORTY FUCKING YEARS.
Ngl I was hoping it would look a little more stereotypically “dragon-ish” cuz I’ve been entertaining this ridiculous fantasy of Obi Wan befriending one in the Kenobi show and learning how to make the noise
But giant angry sand worm friend is also good!
Din bro careful last time you agreed to hunt something on Tatooine with someone new that dude betrayed you
Ohhhh flashback!
Oh for fuck’s sake why are we adding MORE slavery
Y’all know you can also have literally anything fucking else on Tatooine besides slavery
Gah sorry y’all
Lol Jawas again
And more Wilrow Hood ice cream machines!
Ok but so did the Jawas literally fish this off of Boba’s body, did the Sarlaac shit it out and they found it, or did Boba actually sell it to them?
Oh damn and these ppl probs knew who Boba was too
Oooh dinosaur-hyena thingies
DIN SPEAKS TUSKEN
I LOVE HIM
MARRY ME
Ok but now I REALLY wanna know how Din learned the Tusken traditions
GOOD BOY ALERT!  GOOD BOY!  IT’S A GOOD BOY!  DINOSAUR-HYENA IS A VERY GOOD BOY
TUSKEN CULTURE OH MY GOD I’M LOVING THIS
This is not a time to be a picky eater bruh
Ok there Anakin let’s settle down a bit
DIPLOMACY BY FLAMETHROWER DIN I LOVE YOU
Ok so if you eat a sarlaac does that also technically count as eating two meals since you’re also eating whatever it’s been digesting in its stomach for a thousand years?
Yep Alaskan Bull Worm
OH NO IT SCARED THE BABY :O
Din training a village to fight this thing is a wee bit harder than training them to fight an AT-STsaurus Rex
WHY DON’T WE JUST TAKE THE TOWN AND PUSH IT SOMEWHERE ELSE?
This really is just the stereotypical Western episode but kinder to the natives
Damn
“Are you trying to blow us up?” ooooof they WENT THERE
More teamwork!
“Belly is the weak spot” hey so like Smaug!
Wait a fucking second I wasn’t paying attention did they bring Baby Yoda to where he could possibly get eaten by a dragon again
Oh yeah “dank ferrik” is another SW curse
Wait why are they just standing there and letting the Tuskens get eaten
Gahhh everyone’s being so brave I’m proud of them!!!!! :_:
OH EW FUCKING GROSS GROSS GROSS GROSS
Gah I HATE vomit scenes especially unexpected ones
Sorry that’s like, a super major squick for me
And dammit they didn’t even kill the worm
Oh and now it’s up there and VOMITING AGAIN I HATE THAT
Oh shite that’s acid
Oh please be careful baby
Ok wait wait wait how did the Jawas even salvage Boba’s jetpack enough to make it fly the whole reason Boba got eaten was because the pack broke
Oh and now I’m seeing a bit of Jaws in this too
Bro noooo are you gonna blow up that bantha?
DIN NO YOU RECKLESS-ASS BITCH
B o i
Actually let himself get eaten
Din where are your braincells
Aw Baby nooooooo
Uh oh I sense more vomit
Or not!
Ok bro that was p badass
Ok yeah Marshal is p hot 
There I said it
ASLDKJFSDLKFKL OF COURSE BABY YODA EATS THE RAW DRAGON MEAT
That guy is hoooooooot
“You tell your people I wasn’t the one who broke that” lol yep Han better look out
Huh?  We getting excited over MORE eggs?
Oh goddammit and there is Boba Fett because of course
Knew it was too good to be true
Lol sorry y’all just wasn’t particularly excited to see him
Guess that means he willingly gave up his armor, huh?
BUT ANYWAY THIS WAS A BRILLIANT EPISODE
AND I LOVED IT
AND THE TUSKENS GOT THE RESPECT THEY DESERVED
Ok but it also seems at least Marshal and the rest of the townsfolk had the same backwards view towards the Tuskens as Anakin did, now I REALLY want to see RESPECTFUL discussion on colonialism on Tatooine, I gotta know more about this
Still super excited for the next ep!
Aaaaaaaaa!
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Waaaaaaah!!! I really liked you (internecine/oikawa tooru)!!! Can I ask for a part two? What happened with s/o-chan? Her ex(not Oikawa) is dangerous? Will Oikawa discover the truth? Thanks for writing so well!
A/N: DAMN THE SEQUEL YALL BEEN WAITING FOR dabbled with a smidge of iwaizumi x reader ;)) HANA THIS IS FOR US OIK SUCKERS I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY
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querencia. | oikawa tooru
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warnings: blackmail and angst! (+slight gaslighting)
(n.) a place from which one’s strength is drawn, where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self
Iwaizumi knows Oikawa was strict when it came to volleyball. He knows how riled up he gets whenever he does solo practices. Although that focus came with Oikawa’s obliging reticence, the absence of noise was really pissing him off.
“Oikawa, let’s go, dude. We have to lock up soon or the Discipline Committee will chew us out again.”
He noticed a slight glance from the captain’s sepia pools but Oikawa Tooru kept his lips sealed. This guy… Iwaizumi grimaced. “Hey, I know you heard me. Don’t give your old lady grey hairs by coming home late all the time. Let’s go.”
“Hey, Iwa-chan, are you devoted to anything?”
Iwaizumi hid a relieved expression. At least Oikawa was finally saying something in full rather than the half-assed responses he’d been giving out the past month.
“Huh? What’re you trying to say? Of course I’m devoted. To volleyball!” Iwaizumi didn’t mean to sound angry, but looking at his best friend’s current state, he couldn’t help but to clench in frustration.
The blue and yellow ball rebounded from the polished hardwood floors into the setter’s expecting grip. “…Was it that? The problem. My ‘devotion’?”
Iwaizumi scratched the back of his neck in earnest before grabbing Oikawa’s wrist to drag him away from the fluorescent spotlight of the gym. Heaving two school bags over his shoulder with his limp friend on the other, Iwaizumi grumbled.
“I don’t get any of the shit you’re saying.”
Iwaizumi lied. He knew exactly what Oikawa was talking about.
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Being in the Library Committee came with its own perks.
A peaceful workplace to drown yourself in your own thoughts
Full privilege to a lineup of all the volumes of Hirunaka no Ryuusei
Being the one and only member of the Library Committee
You had always enjoyed the tranquility that the magnificent atrium of papers offered—not a lot of people scourged for outdated reference books anyway. It was a welcoming interlude from your hectic life… Especially with your current state of affairs. But your head was stubbornly rejecting peace.
If it had been a couple months ago, Oikawa Tooru would have been sneaking into the library to avoid getting his head bashed in by Iwaizumi for being ‘too good at Old Maid’. He would have groaned and whined, subtly asking for your attention to make it all better. You would have refused, a blush betraying your response. Either way you would’ve surrendered to a single kiss after all.
The impression seemed so distant despite it being so recent.
Oikawa Tooru could find someone better than you. Someone who didn’t have this mess piled up upon their shoulders. Someone who wasn’t stupid enough to have dated an obsessive, creepy bastard.
You were so sure of the thought… but why do you keep remembering the taste of Oikawa’s lips lingering on yours? It had always suggested a hint of peaches and tropical mango juice. Flavors that had sparked fireworks in the depths of your belly.
In the end, you decided you would stop by Lawson’s after your duties to buy a mango ICE MONSTER bar. Just for the sake of the memory.
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“Ah. L/N-san.”
You cursed yourself to a million deaths. What on Earth did you pull to get karma this big? You were sure the constant suppression and cold shoulders from school were enough to cover for your sins against their volleyball superstar. But to encounter said superstar’s best friend at the convenience store (especially with your theatrical “baton pass” to him a month prior) was beyond your gravest punishments.
“I-Iwaizumi-san! Funny to see you here.”
“Ain’t this the only convenience store in the area though?”
God, you idiot. Just can’t keep your mouth shut, can you?
In the deserted frozen food aisle, two Aoba Johsai third years stood faced off with one another. If it were one of your younger brother’s RPG games, Iwaizumi would’ve been an impossibly matchless boss level—emanating all sorts of auras that screamed ‘INDOMITABLE’. And you? A level one player with only a wooden stick at your siege.
Crossing his arms, he huffed. “Anyway, L/N-san, I wanted to talk to you about—”
You prepared yourself for another blow like always. He was probably going to talk about that. But this time, your legs acted faster.
“Um, I have to go! Goodbye, Iwaizumi-san!”
“Huh? Hang on a sec! L/N-san!”
Iwaizumi Hajime, ace of Aoba Johsai Boys’ Volleyball Club, was chasing you. Why was he chasing you?! Your head spun with images of him cutting you up into pieces to serve for Oikawa’s breakfast, lunch and dinner. Merciless. Brutal. Vile. Was this his way of getting you back for dumping Oikawa on his shoulders?
You let out a small shriek, zipping past a bicycle parked horizontally on the sidewalk. Maybe with his large size, Iwaizumi would have to slow down a bit, giving you a chance to—
Vaulting over the bicycle, Iwaizumi only became hairs closer to your hurrying form. “Wait! L/N-san!”
“Please don’t kill me!” You sobbed, turning into a corner. “I have a family I still want to come home to!”
“What the hell are you talking about?” he yelled, the hoarseness of his voice striking horror in your legs. “You didn’t pay for your ice cream!”
“Ha?!”
After dropping off 195 yen on the shop counter and dutifully bowing your head to the cashier at least ten times, Iwaizumi escorted you to the store’s entrance, the light amber of the sky gracing his stern features. For a moment, Iwaizumi Hajime, ace of Aoba Johsai Boys’ Volleyball Club, seemed like a normal high school boy instead of the terrifying column of pure muscle.
“Sorry for chasing you like that… You got the wrong idea and everything too,” he chuckled, low vibrations bobbing in his Adam’s apple.
“It was my fault too,” you cringed, head empty with only the thought of your animalistic instincts kicking in to take you away from ‘danger’. “I was just shocked that anyone would talk to me right now.”
“…Is that so… B-by the way…”
You almost forgot that you had run away just as he was about to beat you to a pulp with his words. You held your breath, feet rooted in place now that you had learned that there was no way you could beat an ace in races.
“We’re on Cleaning Duty tomorrow, right? Don’t forget and bail on me like that asshole Takahashi does.”
Gradually, you felt a World’s Biggest Idiot crown settle on your head. You breathed through your nose and muttered a sullen “yes, yes” before turning around and going your own fine way home. Of course, after apologizing once more to Iwaizumi for making him chase you distances just so you would pay for your treat.
Watching your back shrink into the golden horizon, Iwaizumi scratched his head, heart heavy with the weight your words carried. He probably shouldn’t have stalled his real question to you like that.
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Becoming the enemy of Aoba Johsai’s general public didn’t seem so bad at first. At least they weren’t doing all the malicious shoujo manga-esque type of torture. No carved out voodoo dolls or vandalized tabletops.
But the thought didn’t make your sentence seem lighter.
When you had been with Oikawa, everyone suddenly wanted to get to know you. To eat lunch with you. To invite you to hangouts. Now that you’ve broken him, your only worthy punishment was to be broken tenfold.
How cowardly of me. You scowled, the contours of the broom handle etching itself on your palms. I don’t even know if half of Daisuke’s threats were real…
If the texts hadn’t sounded so genuine, you would have probably been laughing it off with Oikawa right now. But you weren’t. And that made you hate yourself for it.
“L/N-san, you okay?”
Pulled back into reality by your ever placid Cleaning Duty partner, you cleared your throat and swept the remaining bits of grime onto the fluorescent green dustpan.
“Y-yeah. I’m alright,” you said eyes flickering from his sharp ones.
Iwaizumi must’ve had some sort of sixth sense because his doubting gaze did not falter the slightest. “Really? You seem especially off today, though. You hungry or something?”
Now he was toying with you. “No I’m not.”
As if it had been cued, your stomach growled and you gritted your teeth in defeat. Stupid, stupid digestion.
“If you’re free after this, I’ll treat you to lunch. We need to talk about some unfinished matters, L/N-san.”
“But—”
“It’s about Oikawa.”
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The scent of pork and shoyu weaved into your senses, blinding you with flavor. In the midst of burly men and hearty-looking meals plastered in bold in the quaint shop’s menu, a small high school girl like you did not mingle well with her surroundings.
Sitting across from you was Iwaizumi, attention pinned on a flimsy laminated piece of paper with a list of ramen that seemed to drone on and on. In the heat of the place, both of you had shed your blazers, draping them over the back of your rickety seats. Seeing Iwaizumi’s sleeves rolled up, you shivered at the thought of what those arms could do to you if you had run away from him again.
“Master, I’ll have the Aka Tonkotsu ramen today. Large with extra pork slices as always,” he piped up, catching the brisk nod of the shop owner from the corner of his work station. “How ‘bout you, L/N-san?”
“Um… a glass of mineral water, please. Iced.”
The ramen master and Iwaizumi’s faces twisted into expressions of concern and offense. You were sure you had attracted the attention of few others too with your order… but what was so wrong with just having water though? It wasn’t like you really enjoyed ramen. And your visit here wasn’t really much of your choice…
“Come on, you have to have the ramen here. I’m paying anyway,” Iwaizumi wanted to add in a comment that the prices at this particular shop were extravagantly affordable, but he chose to miss out on that. “Do you like spicy food?”
“I suppose I do—”
Iwaizumi grinned knocking on the wooden table to gain the master’s attention once more. “Make that two large bowls of Aka Tonkotsu, Master!”
You sputtered, ears barely registering his words. “L-large? Iwaizumi-san, I won’t be able to finish that!”
“Huh? Why not though? Your stomach growled really loudly back at school, I’m sure you’ll down the entire thing in seconds. But it’d mostly be caused by how good the ramen here is.”
You noticed how the ramen master’s ears flashed a bright pink. Seriously, how blatant can this guy be with his words… You were sure with the way Iwaizumi talked, he could either have all the girls in Japan swooning over his honesty or have everyone else throwing nasty glances at him. You fell into the latter category.
“About Too—” you paused, although insistent on breaking the frosty wall between the both of you. “Oikawa. I-is he doing well?”
“Well he’s obviously acting more differently than he used to,” Iwaizumi replied in blunt, hands centered on trying to pull the modest pair of wooden chopsticks apart cleanly. Snap. A small chunk of the second chopstick had awkwardly stuck with the first; Iwaizumi frowned. “Why’re you asking? Didn’t you guys break up?”
You puffed out fumes from your nose indignantly. “Aren’t you the one who invited me here to talk about him? Iwaizumi-san, if you’re not going to say anything important I’d rather leave than have you toy with my time.”
Iwaizumi’s hand reached out to scratch his nape—an old habit you had noticed from him countlessly in class, especially when he seemed nervous. “Alright, alright. Geez… don’t tell anyone about it but I’m worried about Oikawa. Trust me, I can tell when he’s being serious about practicing volleyball and when he’s just plain… letting loose. I suspected it had something to do with you because all he’s been doing is mope around like a beaten dog after you dumped him.”
You gulped.
“Why did you break up with him? I know he could be a crappy jerk with volleyballs for brains, but I know he won’t put his ambitions over someone he cares about—he learned that from his first relationship. So why did you do it? Was he finally getting on your nerves too? Or did you get bothered by his fanclub?”
Your hands gripped your skirt until your knuckles turned white. Iwaizumi definitely wasn’t the first person to drop the question on you. But that didn’t make you less nervous whenever you had to respond. Deciding to dodge the bullet like always, you went for a simple “it’s complicated”.
“Two large bowls of Aka Tonkotsu ramen, one with extra pork slices!” the ramen master announced, a bell of dismissal to your relief. “Plus a glass of iced water for the young miss.”
Watching the master limp back to his post, you didn’t notice Iwaizumi sprinkle a dollop of chili powder into his bowl, his sharp gaze cutting through your body. “Whatever. I’ll get it out of you one way or another. You wouldn’t have told me to take care of Oikawa if it wasn’t a serious problem.”
You slipped a stray strand of hair behind your ear, picking up your own chopsticks in the process. Despite the fear that pooled in your stomach from Iwaizumi’s promise, you couldn’t help to anticipate for a person to share the heinous truth with. Murmuring a soft “thank you for the food”, you decided that the truth belonged to another day and enjoyed your meal in silence.
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Apparently, Iwaizumi did see your mouth forming the request. When he had brought it up at the ramen shop, you felt your entire universe fall apart at its core. You wanted to punch yourself for even thinking up such an shameless action. Whispering to him to take care of someone he spent his life tackling was useless. Pressing your face into your pillow, you wondered if you could sleep yourself to dematerialization.
Tugging you out from your misery, your cell phone vibrated in vigor before dropping still on your bedside table.
From: Unknown
Subject: This is Iwaizumi Hajime
09:34 PM
Yo. It’s Iwaizumi, save my number ok? I hope you enjoyed the ramen. Did you get home safe?
Right. You and Iwaizumi had exchanged numbers after he had paid an amazingly cheap price for the ramen. The surprisingly succulent ramen that had you gulping down the bowl until it was drained—just like what he’d promised. You’d hate to admit he was right so soon though…
To: Iwaizumi Hajime
Re: [This is Iwaizumi Hajime]
09:36 PM
Thanks for the ramen ^_^~ Also, I got home in one piece, so don’t worry about it.
A few moments after you had pressed the send button, another text came flying into your inbox. Two texts. From two entirely different contacts. The first one was Iwaizumi’s.
From: Iwaizumi Hajime
Subject: You didn’t answer my question
09:36 PM
About our topic of discussion today… are you going to tell me the truth or not? I don’t want to pry it out of a girl, it’d be rude assuming we’ve only started to officially talk today. But just so you know, I won’t give up until I know the reason. It pisses me off to see Oikawa so moody every day. I hope you’ll understand.
Your fingers hovered over your keyboard for a few moments too long to string together a coherent reply. Iwaizumi was a prime example of trust and valour. Sure, you had considered yourself a knight after ‘protecting Oikawa from your dangerous ex-boyfriend’, but now you just seemed like a jerk.
Scrolling over to see the second text loitering in your messages, you felt your blood vessels tighten. The sender’s name was seven syllables long. Seven syllables that you had hoped to never have to thread together ever again.
From: Masayuki Daisuke
Subject: None
09:36 PM
I knew you’d listen to me, Y/N-chan~ You were always such an obedient one, such a good girl. Now that that good-for-nothing playboy has his hands off you, we can be together right? Of course, we’ll have to wait until you graduate high school but that’s just a matter of time.
We’ll get married, Y/N-chan. I’ll make you as happy as you can ever be, even if we have to elope. I’ll even buy us a house in Tokyo, just where you wanted… You made a right decision to leave Oikawa, if you didn’t, I know it’d make you suffer just being in his presence. You belong with me, Y/N-chan, not with anyone above our insignificant roles. He’d make you feel small for the rest of your life… but I’m here for you.
I hope you won’t be unfaithful to me as we count down to the days when we shall begin our lives together. I love you~
Your lips curled into a flat line. All the blood had drained from your fingertips, leaving the fluorescent light of your cell phone to eerily illuminate through the limpid skin. You wanted to vomit, to wail, to look for and tell someone. But who? You couldn’t possibly run and cry to Oikawa. Hell, Iwaizumi and your ‘friends’ were out of the question. And your parents would overreact, making matters worse.
“I hate this,” you grunted, tossing your phone onto the couch across your bed. Maybe you could sleep it off like you usually did. Alas, you didn’t seem to receive a wink of sleep at all. This is bad, you finally admitted.
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Iwaizumi Hajime had made it a habit (and a nuisance) to stumble in the library or other parts of the area after school to drag you to the ramen shop and fruitlessly attempt to wring even a droplet of truth from you. On the bright side, the food was always tasty, and you had adapted yourself to genuinely enjoy ramen as a delicacy. Plus, when it came to Iwaizumi’s savory bribes, you never even had to think about pulling your wallet out of your pocket!
Throughout the course of your ‘interrogations’, you had also learned that Iwaizumi was just an awkward puppy hiding beneath a shell of a raucous yankii. Of course, this was all fueled by his concern for his best friend, but nevertheless, you discovered that it didn’t take much to revert the almighty volleyball ace into a flustered mess of a high schooler.
You came to realize why Oikawa loved to tease him to the brim. And why they had stuck together for so long. In fact, if Iwaizumi had been a girl, you were dead sure that Oikawa would pick him over you—he was everything you weren’t and so much more…
Idiot, how long has it been already? Stop thinking about things like that, you braced yourself. Slapping yourself with the leather-bound cover of a weathered Chemistry textbook, you diverted your focus back on the cart of new books you were supposed to arrange.
Quiet hours in the library was especially your favorite time, of course, until Iwaizumi had recently interrupted it with persistence despite his prior knowledge that your duties wouldn’t end until half an hour later. Another trait of his, you had come to realize, was that he was unbearably annoying when he didn’t get what he wanted.
Hearing the clack of the library door’s swing (though much quieter than Iwaizumi’s usual loud shove), you scowled, eyes twitching in annoyance.
“Iwaizumi-san, for the last time! Stop coming in here if you’re not going to read or borrow a book. And don’t ask me the same question over and over again, I can’t tell you why it happened because it’s too—”
Crap.
You felt your heart jump at the sight of a pair of umber eyes that roused an emotion from deep within your memory. You almost didn’t recognize him. He looked taller, much more sturdy. And way too drained.
“Y-Y/N-chan,” Oikawa murmured, your name dripping honey on his tongue like it always had.
You didn’t even stop yourself from calling him by his name. “Tooru…”
You swore you could lock eyes with him for eons. Subtle glances in the hallway didn’t compare to being in Oikawa’s light. When you were with him, he made you feel warm. You missed that warmth. You missed him.
“What are you doing here?” you managed to sputter, eyelids freezing up.
When he broke from your gaze, you felt your heart plummet and shatter. “I just needed to look for a reference book for my English homework.”
It hurt. When you were dating, Oikawa never let the both of you dwindle in silence. He knew silence sickened you to the stomach. When you had broken up with him, he didn’t let silence waver over him either. But having the absence of noise barricading you from him, you felt cold.
“A-ah, you must mean Ogawara-sensei’s literary task…” you murmured, drinking in the appearance of his face, tracing pre-existing etches of it in your head. “Do you want me to help you look for them?”
How stupid of you to ask. Oikawa basically had the map of the library emblazoned on the back of his hand. You would know—it all came from the secret rendezvous he’d pull you into while you still had deemed yourself worthy of being loved by him.
“That would be nice,” he smiled shyly.
You led him into a warmly lit section pulsing with the livelihood of foreign words. Gliding between the wide space between the shelves, your fingers slipped through the seams across the books. It didn’t take you more than 2 minutes to locate a volume spilled with the wisdom you needed to ace Ogawara-sensei’s class.
“William Faulkner? I thought you didn’t enjoy those kinds of works,” Oikawa murmured, almost teasing as he thumbed through the fragrant pages of ink.
Eyes tracing the lettering of ‘A Rose for Emily’, you said, “I don’t particularly dislike this one. Tragic endings aren’t my cup of tea, but the romance really sucks you in.”  
“I almost forgot how much of a shoujo otaku you were,” he chuckled, laughter like small bells tinkling in the soft wind. “You always look so serious, but figuring out that you were a sap was the funniest part.”
You puffed out your cheeks indignantly, “It’s not like I can help it! You want me to help you or not? Geez…”
Oikawa’s laughter ruptured in the great expanse, a contagious feeling bubbling in your throat. “Sorry, sorry. It’s just— it’s nice to see you again, that’s all…”
Your heart burst into streams of golden confetti, drawing universes within your chest like Oikawa used to do. He was always more different with you. Less fake, more genuine. More honest. You still hadn’t figured out why he’d go after you, especially with all the pretty girls willing to throw themselves in front of a train for him. You didn’t even have enough guts to ignore your ex-boyfriend.
All the wondering made you dizzy, you wanted to sit down, but Oikawa’s desolate eyes chained you to your spot. Iwaizumi was right. He looked like he had thrown himself across the gym a couple times before staying wide awake for 48 hours. As much as you hated to admit, you wanted to help him.
“Tooru, I’m—”
“Found you!” Both of your heads snapped towards the library entrance, blasted open haphazardly by a burly third year student.
“Iwaizumi-san!”
“Iwa-chan?”
A sly grin crept up the boy’s features, making him look more of an ogre than usual. You felt an uneasy lump dissolving in the pits of your stomach, from the corner of your eye, you spotted Oikawa slumping in what seemed to be defeat.
“Just as planned. Now, anyone hungry for ramen?”
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This was by far the most quiet meal you’ve had with Iwaizumi and Oikawa—combined and separately. You didn’t even dare to excuse yourself to the restroom. You haven’t even touched your food either, for all you knew, it was probably already cold.
On the other hand, Iwaizumi was already stuffing his face with today’s special lobster ramen. “What’s wrong, L/N? Ain’t hungry? It’s your favorite dish too.”
Your brows pointed downwards in an annoyed scowl. Iwaizumi wasn’t known to be the best at reading situations anyway. You kicked his shin below the sunken space beneath the table, taking care that Oikawa wasn’t looking.
“Right! Nearly forgot,” if Iwaizumi hadn’t been someone who towered over you, you would’ve pestered him for being such a nuisance. “I damn hope you know why you’re both here.”
You gulped, cheeks reddening at the mention.
“Sorry, is there something I should know about?” Oikawa smiled faintly, a heavy air of concern draped over his shoulders. Sweat began to clump in your palms.
“Ha? Of course you do! You’ve gotta know why L/N broke up with you, right?”
“I-Iwa-chan! I don’t think that’s appropriate to talk about right now. I know for whatever reason Y/N-chan’s got for it, it’s a respectable choice.” Liar. You know I was just being a coward for not telling you, you pursed your lips.
“It’s only respectable until we know what it is,” Iwaizumi boomed, eyes boring into your shrinking figure. “Things don’t just happen for a reason, right, L/N? It’s okay if you tell us.”
“…”
“L/N, it’s for Oikawa’s good. Didn’t you say you wanted him to be happy?”
“Stop that, man. Don’t force her,” Oikawa’s tone wavered between anguish and warning. You almost wanted to leap into his arms. He was so close, sitting right next to you, but for some reason he felt miles away. “But…”
Sucking in a deep breath, you blinked back the tears that threatened to spill. “I don’t—”
The shrill ring of your phone shattered the torrential dilemma that hung in the air. Glancing at the number, you paled to the tips of your toes, all color lost from your skin. No, no, no, no. Not here. Not now.
Throwing your school bag over your shoulder, you stood shakily, hand gripping your phone like a vice. “I-I have to go.”
Turning your back on the two boys, you quickly hurried out the door of the shop, hands too tremulous to drop a tip in the glass jar adorning the entrance. He shouldn’t be here. Why was he here? You’ve had enough. No more. Hanging around Oikawa and Iwaizumi was a deadly mistake you’d swore you’d never repeat. But you were a mere mortal who fell too easily to the temptations of forbidden love. A love you could never have.
“Y/N-chan!” a plush hand wrapped itself around your elbow, throwing you back against a solid wall of warmth. A distinct scent of peaches and mango juice pressed against the crown of your hair, a familiarity you would be forced to pry yourself from.
“Tooru, please…” a single drop escaped your quivering eyes, rolling down your cheek, clumping at your chin. “I can’t do this. You have to let me go.”
“At least tell me what I did wrong. Was I not devoted enough? Did I offend you in some way? Or did you find someone else…?” The bob of his throat wobbled against your head. “I’m sorry that I loved you. I’m sorry.”
To hell with it. Turning in his grasps, you looked into his glassy hues, shining with tears, laced with the afterglow of genuine affection. For you.
“Don’t you ever apologize for loving someone. If someone has to apologize, it’s me!” you barked at him, tears streaming down your face, hot in its trail. “I made a mistake for loving the wrong person. I’m sorry I had feelings for such a psychopath. This was before I met you. Now he’s out to get us and it’s all my fault…”
You paused, burying your face into his uniform, taking in the deep pitter patter of his heart.
“I’m scared, Tooru… He’s been sending threats to me. I don’t want him to hurt you… Please, help me,” you sobbed, ignoring the incoming echo of a lone walker approaching the scene.
“Y/N-chin?”
Dark eyes stared back at yours, emptiness filling it, only a murderous aura emanating from the figure. You watched as Daisuke’s fist closed, veins popping for the world to see. You wondered how your day could get any worse.
“Traitor! You left that bastard just to run back to him?!” he growled against the silent backdrop of the market district. “I promised you a life where you wouldn’t have to feel so inferior. I sincerely love you, Y/N. Why can’t you understand that we’re the type of people who can’t fit in with assholes like… him.”
When Oikawa stepped between the both of you, you felt your heart drop and hang dangerously on a thin string held together by your prayers. “Are you the guy who’s been threatening Y/N-chan the whole time?”
Daisuke turned to you, leering viciously. “Oh, so I’m the bad guy? Don’t do this to me, Y/N-chin. You belong with me. You know that.”
“She doesn’t belong to anyone. Leave her alone, she obviously doesn’t want to be with you.”
A quick gleam of a silver blade caught the gentle light of the setting sun and you felt your mouth go dry. Before a scream could escape your mouth, a vivid thud then a crunch thundered in your ears. You didn’t even want to open your eyes. You didn’t think you could even see with the flood of tears clustering your vision.
“Y/N-chan? Y/N-chan! It’s okay,” Tooru. “It’s okay now. I-I knocked him out.”
Wrenching your eyes wide, you saw Oikawa crouched next to you on the ground, rubbing circles onto your back as he nestled himself in your shoulder. Behind him was Daisuke. Laid spread-eagle on his back, the menacing cutter now seeming so small in his large grip. Next to his bruised head was a single volleyball shoe.
Just about the size of Oikawa’s sock-clad right foot.
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A month later
“Ain’t Captain awfully chipper lately?” Kindaichi muttered to his upperclassmen, balancing a ball on his fingertips, only to have it bounce to the floor in an instant.
Hanamaki, while unlacing the intricate knots adorning the nets, shot the first year an incredulous look. Sighing, he said, “You really haven’t heard at all, haven’t you?”
Kindaichi felt it would be too embarrassing to say. He kept quiet.
“He made up with his girlfriend recently. Turned out, she was being threatened by her psycho of an ex-boyfriend if she didn’t break up with him. The guy’s finally behind bars, so I guess that contributes to it too.”
Kindaichi’s eyes lit up. Oh, he knew about this. “I’ve seen that before on the news! Man, must be pretty scary for Oikawa-san’s girlfriend… I honestly wouldn’t be able to do anything if I were her. That’d put too much mental strain on me.”
From behind him, Matsukawa snickered, ruffling the boy’s hair casually, earning him a dirty look. “Don’t try to compare yourself to L/N-san. The tips of your haircut will catch fire if you had the same amount of stress she did.”
“Grilled Napa Cabbage!”
“Hanamaki-san, don’t tease!”
From the other side of the gym, Oikawa Tooru eyed his phone glassily, his pupils on the verge of forming hearts. It was over. It was finally over. Now he was back to his previous routine, with a dash of something new everyday. Same as always. He loved that always—that always was you.
L/N Y/N: I can’t wait to eat with you and Iwaizumi-san today! Thank you Tooru
Oikawa Tooru: Are you sure you don’t want to eat somewhere we usually do? I was a bit surprised that you invited us to the ramen shop ╮( ˘ 、 ˘ )╭
L/N Y/N: Ehhhh??? Do I have to cancel reservations? Do you want to eat somewhere else??
Oikawa Tooru: Just kidding Y/N-chan~ ☆⌒(ゝ。∂) I want to see how much red peppers you can add to your broth before passing out ☆
L/N Y/N: Mean!! ( `ξ´ )
Oikawa Tooru: Ehehe~
“Oikawa, let’s go. L/N’s probably waiting for us already,” Iwaizumi called out from the gym’s doors, mouth nearly frothing at the image of free bowls of ramen that he didn’t have to pay for tonight.
Waving off his best friend, he turned to his screen to type out one last message, a soft smile adorning his face. “Happy birthday, Y/N-chan. I’ll cherish you today, tomorrow and the days after that. Thank you for loving me as me.”
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I need me some quality content and this is the best place for it. Could I get some being Steve's sister and dating Robin? (If that already exists somewhere then please direct me to it bc this idea is like crack to me) Thanks!!
Yo! I've just gotten back into Tumblr since quarantine has given me an abundance of time. I can guess that you ended up getting this elsewhere, anon, but for the folk who also want to read about wlw Robin B and Big Bro Steve - this ones for you! 
Enjoy x
I Do 
“Turn that shit down! GOD! I feel I’m listening to them in concert.” Steve was screaming from downstairs for me to turn my music down and before I could move an inch to do so, he barged through the door. “Look, I don’t want another complaint from Mrs. Fritz next door. Can you please turn it down. I promised mom and dad that the roof would still be on this place by the time they got home. I’m heading to work. The money for delivery is on the table. Just try not to get yourself into bother, OK?” 
“Yeah, sure, sorry Steve. What time will you be home?” our parents are both out of town on business and so Steve has been appointed man of the house. Last time we were left alone, Mrs. Fritz called the police on us, placing a noise complaint. It was just me playing my radio a little bit too loud in my room. My bedroom window is right next to her living room. 
“I��ll be home around 8. Do you want to wait till I’m home to order pizza?”
“Sure thing, dude” I answered, giving him a thumbs up and a grin.
“You’re a goof. I’ll see you at 8.”
Steve and I’s relationship is reasonably good for the average brother and sister. He’s a year older than me and has the same interests. Such as; Hair, Pizza, our looks, and girls. I’ve known I’ve been into girls since I was a little kid but dad would kill me if I ever brought a girl home. Mom would be a little more understanding, yet still against the idea - and I don’t even know how Steve would react if he found out. I think he’s the only person I’d be fully comfortable telling, but I don't want to risk it going the complete opposite way.
I hear the door slam and decide to get out of my pajamas and actually DO something today. The schools broke up for summer last week and all I’ve been doing is reading, listening to music, and waiting for my best friend Jennifer to get home from vacation and tell me all about it. She’s due home in three days. I finally muster up enough self-motivation to move from my cozy, pink bed to the bathroom. The cold tiles under my feet wake me up and I stare at myself in the mirror for a bit. I had managed to grow a little spot just below my hairline (which I quickly treated with zit cream) but that was about as far as the flaws went. I usually take good care of myself; drinking enough, taking my vitamins, brushing my teeth after every meal. I do care about my looks and I shouldn’t be ashamed of that. It helps gets me a lot of attention in school, and I’ve never been an outcast. I guess having Steve as a big brother does contribute to the high school fame, but I don’t let it get to me much. I'm just glad I’ve gotten through high-school without being bullied at least once. I looked at my scraggly hair. I had just had a perm done two weeks ago and it seemed to be holding up pretty well. I scrunched my hair to make it look nice and messed it up a bit to give it volume. 
In the kitchen, there was the money on the table, like Steve said, and a note next to it. 
Save me a slice! Steve :)
He must’ve written the note then realized that a slice won't suffice after a long shift at his dorky Scoops Ahoy! job, and asked me to wait up for him. It's a shame people don’t get to see this side of Steve and I. I know how we come across to other people. I’ve heard the odd remark here and there about how he’s a player and I’m a priss. It mostly comes from the social outcasts in the school, the ones who aren’t in our friend circles, and don’t get to see what we’re really like. Even then, our school personalities are a bit of a performance to uphold our popularity. Only Steve knows my real self and vice verses, and we both understand why it has to be like that. Its an unspoken rule type thing. 
I open the fridge and get some milk for cereal. I pour a bowl of Fruity Pebbles. Fred smiles at me from the box as I grab the phone off the wall and dial Amanda’s number. 
“Hey Mands, you want to go to the mall today”
“y/n! Hi! That sounds great. I need a new outfit for my date with Justin on Friday.”
“Cool, so, 12? That sound ok?”
We agreed on 12:30 (since she had to take her dog on a walk) and she suggested we meet outside the Gap. Soon enough, 12:30 rolls around and I see Amanda smiling wildly at me, where she said she'd be, outside the Gap. She sweeps me into a warm hug and we gush about how much we’ve missed each other since school broke up. 
“Ok, so I need to go to Claires to get some earrings.” I agree to help her find a pair that would, quote “make Justin harder than math.” I don’t really understand how a pair of earrings could do this to a guy, or even if guys pay attention to earrings at all, but I was open to being proved wrong. We start making our way to the stairs when Amanda realizes she’s suddenly craving ice cream. I put it down to the fact that there were Scoops Ahoy! Adverts on every trash can (I’m unsure if that is a sign or not). We make a detour to Steve’s work and I make a plan to pull a few strings to get a free cone or two. We enter the ice cream parlor and… Steve isn’t there. Instead, a girl with short blonde hair is serving the queue of customers. 
I squint at her, trying to remember her name. Rosie? No, that's not it. It begins with an R for definite. Its to do with an animal… a R-R-Robin! Her name is Robin. And she’s…pretty? Like, really pretty. And not very girly? I can’t tell since she’s wearing a silly uniform… but god, is she pretty. 
As I’m staring at her, a slew of slurs come racing into my mind. Slurs I panicked were being shouted at me down the halls but never were. They were always aimed…at her. At Robin. Words beginning with D and F that make my blood boil. Chip, A boy in my own friend group, muttering “Stay away from my sister, homo!” In class. I put a hand up to my mouth to hide a gasp. This girl was outed, by someone she thought was her friend from band, in Hawkins - which isn’t known for being the most accommodating and accepting town.
Amanda and I reach the front of the queue and I find myself unable to look directly at the girl serving me. 
“Hi! Welcome to Scoops Ahoy! What can I get you today?” She seemed overly enthusiastic for some reason. 
“Hi, is Steve here?” I say, breaking the awkwardness I had built up in my own mind. She looked away, disheartened? I couldn’t tell. 
“Steve, your sisters here” then she whispered something that sounded like “you can leave your little nerd friend to figure it out for a bit” but I wasn’t really sure. 
Steve appeared from around the corner.
“what do you want, squirt?” 
“2 sundaes please” I replied, smiling.
“that will be five dollars pleas-“
“STEVE! Can’t you gift your baby sister with a sundae for once?” I cut him off, appalled that he’s making me pay, but still keeping it lighthearted. 
“…fine. But only this ONE TIME” he shot back. I winked at him, thanked him, and waited for him to finish our sundaes. He brought them over and sat with us. 
“Who’s that girl?” I instantly questioned, trying not to sound too interested but failing miserably.
“Oh, that's Robin Buckley. She’s in your year at school, don’t you know her?” I do know her. But I don’t want to admit that yet, I want to play it cool.
“I think I’ve seen her around yeah, I’ve just never had a good look at her before. I think she’s in my social studies class?” I look to Amanda to ask this question but Amanda is already nodding by this point. Steve looks unconvinced. 
“well, I invited her for pizza tonight,” he said, not wanting to ask ‘is that ok?’ In front of Amanda to keep up his macho ‘I’m Steve Harrington’ persona. I glance over at Robin. By this time, she’s known as lovely Robin in my head. Not that I could help it, along with the butterflies in my stomach or the extreme excitement that she was going to be having dinner. With me. In my house. Tonight!… What am I doing? Get a grip of yourself! You’re not out - as if that is ever going to happen anyways - and Robin was coming for Steve. Of course she was. I mentally roll my eyes. Just my luck.
The rest of the day goes by pretty quickly. Amanda gets her outfit and ‘math’ earrings - which I still don’t understand - and I get a few cute t-shirts and skirts thanks to my allowance mom gave me before she went away. By the time I get home, it is 4 pm which means I have precisely 4 hours to get myself ready for tonight. I go to my room, read for a bit, then put my makeup on in my vanity mirror. I don’t want to mess this up, but then again, why am I caring so much?. I eventually get myself sorted and wait for 8 pm to roll around. At 7:45 I phone Hal’s Pizza Shop and order 2 pepperoni pizzas and 1 plain Margherita. I came to the decision that If Robin is vegetarian then she can have the just cheese, but if not, I’ll take it.  
I hear Steve’s key in the lock and he shouts to me from downstairs.
“Hey that's me back, y/n, did you order the pizza?” 
“Sure did!” I came to the top of the stairs and looked down at the front door. Robin was staring up at me and I couldn’t help staring at her back. Steve obviously missed this whole exchange of tension.
“Good! Because I’m starving. I’m gonna put a video on, anyone down for watching Indiana Jones?” He mimics a whipping sound and runs off to the living room, leaving Robin and me to awkwardly start a conversation. 
“So, you work with Steve. I’ll apologize on your employer's behalf.” I laugh, eventually. Robin looked relieved that I had said something, and even more so that it was a joke. 
“It's not as bad as you would think, he brings in loads of customers with that ‘magnificent hair’” she replies, making fun of Steve’s obsession with his, admittedly, perfect mane. 
“I’ve seen you about school before, sorry I’ve never talked to you before,” I said. I really meant it, she seems cool. And kinda hot? But that wasn’t important to me…
“Yeah, I guess our groups don’t tend to mix as much. I'm surprised you even know my name” she looks at her feet. She knows I know about the slurs and bullying, I can tell. Just then, there's a ring at the door and Steve reappears, running to get the door that we are standing 2 inches away from. 
After sitting, eating, chatting, and laughing our way through Indiana Jones, I realise Steve has fallen asleep beside me. So does Robin. We both snicker at him and then collectively tuck him in with the blankets on the back of the sofa. We sit in silence for a minute. 
“Robin. I want to say I'm sorry for all the stuff you get called at school. It's not cool and especially from my group-“
“it's fine” she cuts me off. She seems distant though. 
“I don’t think you understand what it does to me hearing people shout words like that at someone. It's inhuman,” Robin looks at me over her cup of hot chocolate Steve made us halfway through the movie. She looks on the verge of tears. “I mean, I don’t know how I would cope with that if people knew I was one too.” I look away from her confused stare in embarrassment. Robin is the first person I tell this massive secret to and I've only been in her company for the past 3 hours? But it felt right. It felt too right, almost.
Robin picks herself up from her space in the armchair and comes to sit on the arm of the sofa. She doesn’t hesitate to put her arm around my shoulders and squeeze me in for a side hug. I hadn’t realized that I had started to cry and I wipe my eyes and nose with the back of my hand. 
“I’m so sorry they said those things to you” I whispered while silently sobbing.
“Don’t worry about it, y/n, I have pretty thick skin when it comes to bullying. I've been in band for the past 3 years,” I look at her and let out a small laugh. The smile fades from her lips and a serious look takes over her face. “You don’t need to feel ashamed. Or embarrassed. I’m honored you told me, I know how much trust that takes. Thank you.” 
We sit embracing for a couple of minutes and I try to defuse the tension. “You know, I think you’re pretty hot.” She laughs, and I can feel the heat radiating off of her. She’s blushing. 
“You’re not too bad yourself, Harrington,” she gives me a small smile. “I think you’re the prettiest girl in our year.” Now it was my turn to blush. I’m not sure if she’s saying this out of courtesy, sympathy, or if she really means it. 
“You don't have to say that” I roll my eyes and let out an embarrassed giggle. 
“I do.” She whispers back, the darkness multiplying the tension by 10. After a while of nervous silence, not sure what to say next, Robin asks you a question.
“I hope I’m not out of line for saying this, and you can one hundred percent say no,” I looked at her, questioningly, “but why don’t we go out sometime? We can go to the park or we can go to the cinema. Your choice… if you want-if you want to.” She was visibly nervous. In the pitch black, with only the dim glow from the paused movie TV static lighting up the room, I agreed to go on a date with her (”I’d like that”). We both can tell the other is excited but can also tell the other is exhausted. Robin moves back over to the armchair, which was just big enough for a teenage girl to curl up in, and I curl up to my sound asleep brother. It takes a while to finally get to sleep, but I can’t help my mind doing laps, thinking about my future date with Robin Buckley. 
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