#he lowkey freaks me out with his expressions but you know what he's still sexy as hell

[mandobatemans]

nsfw corinthian headcanons

warnings: sex obvi, biting, knife play, blood, spanking, choking mention, degradation, dom/sub dynamics, slight exhibitionism, hair pulling, it’s The Corinthian he’s full of warnings, NSFW UNDER CUT

word count: 707

also posted to ao3

A/N: I tried to keep this gender neutral, but if I missed a pronoun/accidentally used gendered language, please message me and I’ll fix it right away!! <3

• ok we all know the corinthian is kinky as fuck. let’s just get that out of the way

• he’s a dom (not shocking) but part of what makes it intimate is that you trust him

• you're fully aware of what he’s capable of, but you trust him enough to give yourself to him fully during sex

• his expression of trust is when he’s comfortable enough to take his glasses off because you've proven you won't judge him

• you love him and aren't scared of his appearance

• you do still have sex with his glasses on, though, because ngl they're sexy

• this guy is into biting. not even making a teeth joke here just trust me on this one

• if you're making out and you bite his lip…Instantly Hard

• if you bite hard enough to draw blood…you will not be walking for 24 hours

• sometimes if he's taking you from behind he’ll bite down on your shoulder

• lowkey into exhibitionism. like if he’s taken you with him on his little eye-stealing journeys, there’s so much adrenaline pumping through his body that he’ll fuck you right then and there

• while covered in blood

• he probably is into knife play too if we’re being honest with ourselves

• if you’re not into it though he won't bring out the knives

• and if you are, but don't want him to draw blood, he’ll respect that too

• he’s a Nightmare, not a jackass.

• if you are, however, into the knife thing, he’ll trail it along your jaw as foreplay

• he’s been known to draw blood from right beneath your collarbone mid-sex, and because he’s a Freak, lick it up, the blood mingling with the sheen of sweat on your skin

• licks his teeth before kissing you like you're a meal he's about to devour

• you’ll be bratty, but only because you know it’ll end with you over his knee and him spanking you until your ass is red, making you count each spank

• wipes your tears with his handkerchief and kisses it better

• he can be down for choking if you're into it, but surprisingly it's not really his thing

• the most he’ll do on his own is grab your jaw without applying any additional pressure to pull you in for a kiss

• yanks on your hair during sex and loves when you yank on his

• despite all of that ^, he can be gentle

• if you’re not super into something, he won't do it anymore. ever.

• he’d never actually say that he wasn't doing it on purpose, but you know it’s his way of showing he cares

• LOVES dirty talk. LOVES IT.

• he loves to whisper in your ear when he’s fucking you or praise or degrade you while your mouth is around his cock

• “c’mon, baby, i know you can do better than that. is that all you can take?”

• he’ll even talk when giving YOU head, telling you how good you're doing or bragging about how easily he can make you fall apart

• and with that slight southern drawl, you can't really complain

• besides talking, he doesn't really make any sounds while having sex

• once or twice, he’ll let out a grunt, and he notices the reaction it elicits from you, so he makes a note to start being a little more vocal

• wants to cum everywhere on your body that he can

• on your stomach? done. on your thighs? done. on your back? done. in your mouth? absolutely done.

• if he comes in your mouth, he’ll tell you in his smooth, even tone to swallow, then gently pull down your jaw with his hand to make sure you've listened

• if you have, he’ll smile that wolfish grin of his and tell you: “good job, darlin’. looks like you need a reward, hm?”

• he’s much better at aftercare than you'd expect

• he makes sure you're cleaned up, happy, and comfortable, and if you're not, will not relent until he's positive you are

• he can’t give his sweetheart anything less than the best

tagging some of my fav corinthian writers on here: @clints-lucky-arrow @auroraborealyss​ @angelsxwords​ @lis-likes-fics​

[sekaisoosgirl]

[irondad-not-ironsad]

WandaVision Episode 1 Reaction

Spoilers below!!

I enjoy the music over the marvel logo

But also a 43 second logo feels kinda long for a 29 minute episode- is it just for the premier or is this gonna happen before each ep?

Also I’m pretty sure I’ve heard that there is a title sequence, which will probably be similar in length. Combine that with the lengthy credits people have been complaining about, it seems that the percentage of the thirty minutes that is actually the story is lower than it should be

not that I don’t love a good title sequence! But I’ll take a well fleshed out episode over fancy logos, title sequences and credits any day

now that I’ve got that of my chest, on to the actual show

I like how they have the frame shaped like that of an old timey tv, combined with the black and white it really adds to the old timey sit come vibe

I like these bells

Ok I know I complained about to much time being wasted with logos and such, but i LOVE how cheesy this theme song is and I love them showing vision and Wanda driving tp there house in wedding attire

“A regular husband and wife” 2 seconds late *vision disappears into a cloud of sparkles*.... 1 minute 8 seconds in and I love this 

Even there acting is reminiscent of an old timey sit com this is amazing

feel like I should note he title sequence ends at the 1.36 mark approximately, which may not seem like a lot but again the show is less than thirty minutes so it adds up

Wanda talks with a fifties accent: I already love this show

Also I wish I had magic I could use to clean, I’m moving back into my dorm right now and Wanda’s powers would be SO helpful

Also I LOVE the laugh track

Also Wanda’s short curly hair is so cute

I love how neither of them knows what the heart means so they play it off by being like “yeah of course I know what it means, how could I forget? Do YOU remember what it means

Also Vision is literally part computer shouldn’t he have a photographic memory? 

Also how old is Wanda? I could have sworn someone said she was 19 in civil war, which would make her like 21 here? I think?? Idk tho, as a 19 year old I don’t think she has ever looked 19 in the movies, even back in Ultron she looked at least in her mid twenties

The face Vision makes when he makes himself human is so funny

Also Vision blowing Wanda a kiss and her reaching back to grab it is the perfect amount of corny that makes it still cute

Also I wonder what vision’s job is

The backing music is so funny

I can already tell Agnes is going to be some great comic relief in a show that’s already hilarious

“I assure you, I’m married. To a man. A HUMAN one!” I know I’ve said before that I was never the biggest fan of Wanda or Vision but I love Wanda in this show

Obv there is something clearly off here, but I feel like I need to mention that it’s clear this is some warped reality. If I had never seen any of the MCU before, I may believe it was just  witch and her robot husband living in the fifties, but the little details really make it clear to the audience (the majority of whom I am sure are familiar with the mcu) that something is off. This scene is one of those, where Wanda cannot seem to recall how long her and Vision have been together and plays it off by saying “It feels like we always have been together”

Is Agnes giving Wanda advice for the bedroom? is this really what I’m watching? Or have I wildly misinterpreted this?

Love the old timey lingo

Vision working a desk job is so funny

Love that vision doesn’t even know what they do at his job, I know it’s part of the false reality thing but also lowkey relatable

“you’re like a walking computer” “I most certainly am not! I’m a regular carbon-based employee made entirely of organic matter”

I started this like twenty minutes ago and have only gotten 7 minutes in because I keep stopping to type my reactions. I am going to try to shut up and watch, and stop screaming about every little detail for a bit 😂

Real quick though does Vision just go by Vision at work?

Ope apparently he does. 

I wonder if Vision took Wanda’s last name

Or is he Vision Stark-Banner since it was Tony and Bruce who made him??

He probably isn’t called that but I think it would be funny if he was

Love that instead of writing “dinner with boss” or “Dinner w/ Harts” or even just “Harts” he drew a freaking heart like im dying

if my lack of emojis seems weird I’m typing this on a computer which I never normally do and I’m to lazy to pull up the emoji keyboard, so basically imagine there’s a cry laughing emoji after everything funny

“No skeletons in the closet?’ “I don’t have a skeleton sir.”

Yup I was right, Agnes is giving her sexy time advice

“you should stumble when you walk in a room so he can catch you. It’s romantic!” that is the only way I will be flirting from now on

Also I got to say, I'm guessing it’s a fifties thing but those pointy bras don’t look comfortable

So she answers the phone “Vision Residence” Is Vision also their last name now? Does he go by Vision Vision??

They make the best facial expressions

This phone conversation where Wanda think they’re having a date night whereas Vision is talking about his boss coming for dinner is comedy GOLD

also I love the fact that they’re giving us stereotypical sitcom drama while keeping it clear that there are bigger problems than dinner with the boss

Fake commercial break is at 9.56 (these time stamps are for myself I want to calculate how much of the episode is actually the story)

I do love the fake commercials tho! And I suppose in a way they ARE part of the show

They missed the chance to make it the toastmate three thousand and make every ironman fan cry

The beeping toaster sounds like a ticking bomb..... also the little red light is the only color we’ve seen this episode I think

Commercial ends at 10.46

Also love that it was an SI toaster, still wish they had made it 3000 instead of 2000

How did Wanda confuse Mr. Hart with her husband? Not that I’m complaining, her coming out in a robe and covering Vis’ Boss’ eyes is HILARIOUS

“This is the traditional Sokovian greeting? Didn’t I tell you my wife is from Europe?” “How exotic!” “We don’t break bread with Bolsheviks”

Visions pants are SO high waisted

“It’s our anniversary!” “Our anniversary of WHAT?” “WELL IF YOU DON”T KNOW I”M NOT GONNA TELL YOU”

Poor Vision is trying to figure out what kind of company he works for this is sooo funny

Agnes coming in clutch with a full meal

So Wanda needs the ingredients in order to magic a meal she can’t just make one appear

Vision breaking into song was amazing

How did one chicken turn into like 30 eggs

Vision is singing old McDonald with his bosses wife this is great

“Diane!” “That must be my wife summoning me!” “She calls you Diane?” “Yes... it’s her pet name for me” ���I’m coming... Fred”

So many clichés in this show but it’s done in such a purposeful way that it’s still funny

Also we have only seen three rooms: the kitchen, the living room and Vision’s workplace

“Well I think tonight’s going SWIMMINGLY”

Mrs. Hart is SO NOSY

But I love that they don’t know the answers

Wanda looks SO disturbed when Mr. Hart is demanding her and visions story, you can tell her mind is fighting itself and it’s so sad

Mr. Hart is choking, is it bad that I think he deserves it?

Mrs. Hart keeps cheerily repeating stop it, and gone is the stereotypical sitcom camera angles and and the backing music is switched for something eery

This is lowkey scary, Mr. Hart Dying while his wife keeps cheerily saying Stop It and it just feels creepier the more she repeats

Wanda looks distressed and vision is just looking to her for what to do, her old timey accent is gone and she sounds nearly robotic as she tells Vision to help

Poor Wanda, she is so clearly going through it mentally right now

Laugh track is back, and just like that the Harts are leaving, despite only having one bite of food

And somehow Mr. Hart is impressed? Was Wanda rewriting reality to make them so?

I know that this is clearly some alternate reality and nothing is right, but wanda and vision deciding to choose that day as there anniversary and this little convo here is soooooo cute

Aw her making them rings and them both saying I do is soooo cute

And vision saying “and they lived happily ever after’ is so sweet but also so sad in context

What is that little remote vision is holding meant to be?

And love the hexagon closing in on them with the cute music playing to end the episode

Are the people in these credits real? Because it lists the start as Wanda Maximoff and Vision but are the rest actual people?

So there is some sketchy dude watching the maybe fake credits so there's something going on there

The actual credits start with 7.13 left and I’ve been told there's no mid or post credits scene. I’ll let them play while I finish this up anyways

8 minutes and 49 seconds of this show is the logo, title sequence and credits. Out of 29.36 total this means only 20 minutes and 47 seconds is the show, which I suppose is standard for a sitcom but I think I felt deceived by it showing as 29 minutes

Also 50 seconds of “commercial takes the show time down to 19.57 if anyone was wondering

I swear tho I’m not all that bothered by the length, just did the math in case anyone was curious like I am. 

I thought I was going to really enjoy this going it, but it still really surpassed my expectations and I can’t wait for episode 2!

This is my raw reactions, but I’m sure that as I mull it over more I’ll be posting more about the show

This is somehow a perfect combo of lighthearted comedy and mild horror

I wanna let this episode stew for a while, so I prob won’t watch episode 2 for at least a day

Also what are your guys’ thoughts on this format of reaction? Did I write to much?

Also what did y’all think of this episode? Feel free to let me know what you think of my reaction, and whether you agree or disagree. I’d love to hear your thoughts!

[lady-plantagenet]

What hasn’t already been said: The Spanish Princess 2

Episode 3: GOOD Grief! (we finally have a good episode on our hands)

To all those of you keen enough to have come back for another segment of ‘what hasn’t already been said: TSP’, as opposed to have just been scrolling when you see this - welcome back! (Scrollers you too <3)

Drawing of Thomas More’s Son AKA who Margaret Pole at this point wants to be the step baby momma of ;).

To anyone who’s seeing this for the first time: what this is a list of observations, jokes, reactions and criticism which occur to me upon a rewatch. I wait every week until Saturday to do this so that I have had my fill of scrolling through the tag and aggregating what has already been said. I tried doing a whole spoof (here where I gave up 10% in) but tbh a) I don’t know the history well enough b) it’s more time consuming than I thought and c) this series is just not as funny or as crazy as TWQ, so it’s untenable. Having said that: This is not a hatepost. I’m not hatewatching this series and nitpicking on purpose but expressing my honest views and trying to find the good in it as well as the bad.

Without further ado...

First Scenes: 

LMAO the way Wolsey suggests they break their alliance with Spain is freaking hilarious because the actor delivers the lines as if he were a high school girl making a personal attack by suggesting the prom change its theme to 70s disco to the chagrin of the peppy up-and-coming rival.

Also @ Henry VIII looking like the peppy up-and-comer’s bff and shy stan with that pencil bite and small smirk when Catherine loses her cool against Wolsey.

I’m sorry... who is Henry married to again?

Also what is Margaret Pole doing at the council meeting?? I’m not saying I don’t like it.

Margaret Pole warning against certain repetitive thinking creating madness :(((

Attempted Naked Twister:

Oh Catherine, what is with you and all the other STARZ protagonists and that weird politcky bedroom talk? Who actually finds this sexy?

‘Catherine you are unnatural’ ooof that line delivery was somehow haunting.

Was the whole ‘I can’t be rushed you are off-putting with your overpowering’ a callback to Arthur and Catherine? Apparently there’s another writer for this episode so I won’t put all subtly past them. 

Scotland:

‘Shitey men’ asdkjashd

Look I’m tired of all this ‘my children won’t be safe’ line getting repeated. Look mate, murder of royal infants and children was not exactly a common occurence, even in cases of deposition. The Princes in the Tower are an exception to this but a very infamous case for that reason. Child murder was extremely taboo. In situations like this with an infant kid, no one is going to bother murdering the babies and taking their thrones, the lords will just vie for power and make themselves de facto rulers and oust the queen. It’s not a question of safety but a question of holding power. Stop giving all women characters perma mummy brains.

Maggie being all caring:

‘Barnaby’ *scoffs* ‘Such an English name’ - OH MAN 0_0 is Catherine mocking them for trying to adapt ? Like I know it’s meant to show her envy for Lina, but it’s coming out all messed up.

Our girl Maggie’s smile screams I’m beating your ass in chess.

Anyhow this is the least histrionic we’ve seen Catherine so far.

Chaplain vs Catherine:

I’m interested how Catherine will feel at Stafford’s execution given that I have noticed this show build up to a friendship between them.

Why is everyone laughing at the whole ‘will you delight us with new schemes’ line was not that funny?

LMAO at Thomas Boleyn’s attempted brown-nosing. 

You know what? Ruairi is a decent actor. When he says ‘so you admit it? you lost the child because you tried to be a man?” the actor conveys Henry’s troubled mind, lowkey scare towards Catherine and bewilderment all in one. The way his eyes do not move but just widen emotionlessly also gives this sense that he is being manipulated (which I guess they are going for with Wolsey). Then the whole choir music in the background.. I don’t know.. I’m liking this, it’s creating a vibe of a king of haunted and increasingly paranoid Henry. I’m sure they are going for that, so good.

Ursula Pole and Mama:

Maggie Pole say ‘riches don’t keep you safe’ with tears in her eyes :’(. Please tell me how this is not her thinking on her parents and granddad Warwick and what befell them ;’(.

I find Ursula refreshing actually, don’t get those types of heroines often. But they are making her similar to a gold-digger, an exhalted marriage was first and foremost considered a thing of honour. Noblepeople wouldn’t speak in such mercenary terms regarding their marriages. 

Post Mary Defiance:

I love the ‘horse’ nickname from Brandon n’awwww

Also just realised what made TWQ so atmospheric - that wierd ‘oooo’ sound effect in the background when a character was being paranoid or worrying. They are using it during Henry’s ‘How is it that I have no sons?’ and it is just... so effective.

Catherine calling them ordinary children... she just keeps striking me as more and more classist. Like ok, I know every royal was... but still, I thought she was meant to see Lina as a friend and equal despite her race and status. To add the race element, this kind of rubs me the wrong way.

Also it is so clear by the end when Catherine states how the king is upset with her, she expects Maggie to ask her about it.. but she doesn’t lmao.

Back to Scotland until Sexy boy fencing:

I love me this soft boi. Angus <3 <3

I like how they address that some men don’t really like killing and that violence isn’t inherent in a man’s nature.

Oh man, are we supposed to look at Lina’s house and deplore the impoverished conditions? It would go for at least 3,000,000 pounds in today’s property market?

Is Catherine being particularly classist again with ‘Why u not becoming a butcher Wolsey, ey?’. 

Though I will admit the ‘but giving meat to the poor is also good’ was one of her only smart comebacks.

Just realised, Catherine’s pink dress pretty as it is, looks straight out of the 1570s... why?

Montage and After:

You guys are right, there is this weird longing between Henry and Wolsey lmao. It is actually insane.

So basically Catherine is officially depressed

OOOFF we have Stafford as regent instead of Catherine. (edit: I suppose it’s cause they go to France which they didn’t historically? Also if Stafford is at home then what is his son later doing in France, why would he be there without his father. This show didn’t think this through)

Meg Singing:

An impassionate speech is not too anachronistic. But despite the title of this post (what hasn’t been said) I will reiterate that 16th century and Medieval people’s problem wasn’t that they were ashamed of their grief and didn’t cry. In fact, crying was somewhat more socially acceptable then than it even is now! Even manly men like Arthur were written as crying in literature such as Malory’s Morte d’Arthur. Obviously you couldn’t go overboard, but in truth crying was indeed often too performative rather than hidden too much behind doors.

Pole and More UWUWU in France and after:

I LIKE THIS INTELLECTUAL FLIRTING

It’s nice to see a depiction of romantic feelings between mature and level-headed subjects.

God Mary Tudor is so beautiful in this scene jesus. and the music when she was being presented was also very beautiful.

Maggie Pole getting given ‘a modest income’ yeah... she was one of the wealthiest peers of her day.

Also Maggie’s lady cousin not lady aunt Frost!

‘shaking of the sheets’ lmaoooo

William Compton cracks the hell out of me. I love this guy. He is just so creepy and twisted yet super keen and friendly. ahaha He looks like a riot, I hope we see him more. lmao tiles.

Also this palace feels very anachronistic almost 18th century-ish.

I like the Louis and Mary sequence, it’s nice seeing him trying to make her feel less scared, but OMFG when he lay on that chair.. for one second I thought they were trying to kill him off already.

Scotland: ‘Love is an open doooooorrrrr’ + Last Scene:

I ship Meg and Douglas ahhhh this soft boi x strong woman match is everything Henry and Catherine could have been.

I wonder... why is Lina speaking in Spanish more than Catherine. hmmm Are they trying to foreshadow Lina’s eventual return home and how Catherine become a true englishwoman?

Conclusion:

7.5/10

I cannot in all fairness believe it. This was actually decent. I’ve given up on historical accuracy long ago so by this point I’m focusing more on how it stands as as drama. I mean, TWQ was also a flop when it came to grasping the complex issues of that era but why do I feel compelled to rewatch it every year? Because it had atmosphere when it came to acting, music, certain aesthetics (though the costumes let me down often). It felt adequately gothic and dark, yet bright and jewel-lish when it had to be, sometimes both at the same time. Some one-liners were also memorable etc...

So far TSP 2 did not have any of this. Everything felt way too off and anachronistic. But not even consistently anachronistic. The music was also often very meh (though I just noted the absence of the spanish stringy theme that kept playing in season 1 - I guess I understand why), the dialogue very clichéd (‘alright lads let’s throw in the words: king, crown, power, fight, battle + other buzzwords and we have ourselves Shakespeare’) and so on... but I saw a change in this episode and I couldn’t initially point out what it was.

Upon rewatch, I identified some of the improvements (noted above) but above all: The producer was different! Boy does it show. Unfortunately, I think she is only for this one episode which really sucks. Come back! There is more chemistry between the couples, less predictable interactions, pervy Compton, cinnamonroll Douglas, better music, more scenic shots (e.g Douglas and Margaret in church) e.t.c. I hope it will match the rest of the STARZ productions in getting better towards the end.

Look it’s no masterpiece. But I’ll give credit where it’s due because at least this time it didn’t leave me feeling wanting and unsatisfied (if that makes sense).

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Kenma Fluff + NSFW Headcanons

Words: 1919

Warnings; very clearly marked NSFW section

A/N the NSFW isn’t super long but it is fluffy NSFW and sweet stuff y’know so please enjoy! 

Fluff: 

Kenma loves loves loves hugs from behind like he loves when you do it and when he does it because then it’s just straight affection and you can’t see how blushy he actually gets because this happens a lot when you want affection and just wants to be sweet to each other and he loves it so much 

Happens a lot early in the morning like if you get up before him he will come to find you and just rest his head on your shoulder as he wraps his arms around you and tells you good morning and asks you questions about your day 

Kenma loves home dates where the two of you don’t necessarily have to do anything special but just enjoy each other’s company and Kenma loves just having you lay in his lap and just enjoy each other’s presences and he is going to be super sweet and he loves running his fingers through your hair and just little touches between the two of you 

he also loves cooking with you and getting to try new foods like he is willing to try more new things with you if you encourage him (otherwise he will happily eat the same three things every single day) and when you two cook together he ends up eating more than he usually would because he wants you to be happy with him 

He is also going to really like when you two go out together like he always is like “noooo Y/N I don’t want to go” but then you smile at him and he is like yeah sure whatever and tells you if he gets bored he is going to end up playing games on his phone (which you just expect from him) but when you actually go out he ends up having a good time with you, he loves watching how excited you get when you find something new or how happy you look when he points something out that you were looking for while shopping so he doesn’t even end up playing games because that’s time that he doesn’t want to waste away from you

Kenma also likes to take you out to nice surprise dates, they aren’t super common but omg they are the sweetest like he is going to be really quiet with the details and tells you to be ready at a certain time before he takes you out to go to a nice dinner or to see a show or something really nice that he knows you are going to enjoy and when you thank him for the amazing date he always gives you one of his little smiles just a little nod because seeing you happy and knowing that he is treating you right is enough reason 

Because the poor baby gets nervous that you are going to leave him for someone better, someone who takes you out more or talks to you more or is prettier or taller or more successful, any reason he can think of he gets nervous about because he doesn’t see himself as the best in any way and so you are constantly reassuring him in little ways that you love him and that you aren’t going anywhere

One of the best ways to do this is to wear something of his like seeing you in one of his sweatshirts or shirts just puts this little smile of omg she’s mine on his face and not only do you look adorable you also look like his and that is something that he could never get sick of 

He does have a whole section in the closet of sweatshirts that he is willing to let you wear, surprisingly he loves to let you wear his nicer sweatshirts and doesn’t like you wearing his worn down and super loved ones because they aren’t as pretty and he wants you to look good while wearing him and not make it look like you are someone who doesn’t know how to dress or when to stop wearing something old (even though they are his and he definitely still wears them)

Kenma has a super nice wardrobe like he has a lot of options and while you mostly see him in comfortable clothes if the situation calls for it he is going to dress nice for the event so if your work is having an event and you invite Kenma he is going to dress up nicely for you and even will try and match outfit colors with you so that you both look nice and stylish, but right before you leave he always gets nervous and asks if it is too much or if he looks bad and you always tell him he looks great and you could never lie because wow

After a good day, Kenma always loves to celebrate with you too like he comes home in a better mood than usual and is a lot more affectionate like your welcome home kiss is always so much sweeter than usual because his hands wrap around your waist and he just pulls you in for a full kiss and when you ask what that was all about he just smiles and tells you nothing 

On bad days for Kenma he likes to send you a quick text on his way home so that you know because he likes to have a little time alone playing games or something so that you don’t worry about him and after he has destressed he comes back to you and is super sweet and asks you about your day and everything 

After you’ve had a bad day you also like to give him a heads up and when you do he always tries to beat you home (if he’s not already home) and start dinner for you two and lets you relax and he kisses you gently and gives you shoulder massages to help you unwind from your day 

Omg Kenma smiles so much more around you than around anyone else like he constantly is just looking at you and just thinking about how perfect you are and it makes him smile at you 

HE gets so blushy when you compliment him though but it really means the world to him like he is going to play off his cute little blush and averted eyes but deep down anytime you compliment him he gets really giddy inside and really takes it to heart like if you tell him he has a cute nose the next time he looks in the mirror he looks at his nose and is like huh that really is cute I guess like compliments really boost him up and help him with his self-image because he never really takes the time to think about any of those things 

If you are ever upset by your self-image he tries his best to help but it’s so hard for him because he can’t understand why you don’t see yourself as wonderfully as he sees you and he tries to tell you this but then gets nervous and blushy when you finally realize what he is saying and it ends up with you two having a sweet kiss together and you thanking him for being so sweet to you 

Will absolutely spoil you rotten and he is lowkey going to be the type to leave you fresh roses on the table or chocolates because he is better with actions than words to show all of the ways that he loves you 

NSFW: 

Kenma is not the horniest of all of the boys like he is going to have a sex drive don’t get me wrong but it is not going to be the #1 thing on his mind like other people but when you two have sex it is a whole lot of like he is going to go all out and makes sure that you both have an amazing time 

The best way to get Kenma riled up and turned on is to send him nudes throughout the day like he is going to see them and not know how to respond so he shoves his phone back in his pocket and just continues on with his day but then later when he sees another message from you pop up and it’s another nude he was already turned on before and now he is about ready to leave what he’s doing to go find you and show you that that’s not cool because you really were distracting him but he doesn’t want you to have instant satisfaction so he ends up continuing with his day without responding to you and you can’t help but wonder if he is mad or not with you 

But let me tell you that you didn’t just send him any crappy mirror nudes, no, when I said Kenma spoils you he freaking spoils you like you literally can have nude/boudoir photoshoots that are super fancy and super elegant but also sexy and make you feel so confident about your body and about yourself like that is a treat for the both of you 

You also have a lot of really nice lingerie that you are happy to show off to Kenma and he is always super appreciative of it and his gazes are always long and lingering before you get started but once you two start going at it I am so sorry but it is gone unless he is in love with the piece then it could be worn again but otherwise that’s not happening 

He is very direct with what he wants and doesn’t like to play too much with it like if he wants you naked and waiting for him he is going to tell you and if you don’t then he is not going to be happy with you because that means that you didn’t listen to him and he doesn’t like to repeat himself 

Sex with Kenma can end up being rough and sexy or ends up being really sweet with lots of kisses and I love you’s back and forth (I’ve written about dom Kenma so here’s some sweet Kenma) 

On sweet nights he tries to treat you so well, he kisses up and down your body and has long lingering gazes and warm kisses against your lips 

He also loves to set the mood for a night like this and will light a candle or two and make the room smell amazing and he makes sure that he always has the bed made so that it is really sweet and romantic throughout the whole thing

He takes his time with foreplay and really enjoys watching your expressions while he fingers you and eats you out because he thinks that you are so gorgeous and beautiful like that and he wants to engrain those memories into his head 

When it comes to the actual sez he is really slow and really cautious and listens to exactly what you want and if you even look a little bit uncomfortable he stops moving and asks if you’re okay and peppers your face with kisses and always double checks you are really okay before continuing

He is so sweet with the aftercare like he is going to clean you off and give you more sweet little kisses and will help you tie back your hair before he tucks you both into bed and he just curls up with you

[bladekindeyewear]

Time to read hs^2′s third non-bonus update!  I have not had a single portion of an image spoiled this time, and have no damn idea what it’s about.  Not even any asks in my inbox.  Will we have more of Ghostflusters, maybe a reason Jane didn’t know he was gone even when he supposedly received divorce papers?  A cut back to the good guys in pursuit of Dirk and crew?  Will Jade be a black-eyed zombie, or finally fucking awake like she deserves to be???

Let’s find out!

Oh god damn everything, please no.  ==>

...Oh!

Oh that’s MUCH better than it could’ve been!  We’re still in Candyverse, but cutting over to the Vriskas’ perspectives.  So that on the right would be the “mostly identical” Vriska who Rose and Kanaya raised, and the aforementioned logistics are just dealing with a dead clown body (that hopefully isn’t being refrigerated in the unseen spot Dirk was hiding from Terezi on their ship).

Kid Vriska looks pretty cool!  A fair bit Aranea-y, with that collar feeling like a nice hint of the Pagey version of her who originally earned the (Vriska) title.

(Vriska) pockets John’s phone before she can worry too much about waiting for a reply from Terezi.

Right, stolen phone... an anon in my inbox pointed out that Vriska “has a direct line out to Terezi” because of it, but I didn’t take it that seriously because I thought it wouldn’t come into play at all later.  Guess I was wrong, with the narrative taking the trouble to point it out-- especially considering that whatever she said, she EXPECTS a possible reply.

Other than some fun banter, I can’t figure out where this particular upd8 is going.

> (==>)

Oh that is a smug, self-satisfied Vriska look if I ever saw one.  (Vriska) over here is still dust under her heels, isn’t she?

VRISKA: If you want to keep Hanging Out, I mean. Which I assume you Do.

Holy shit, she’s throwing a bit of Kanaya Caps in her language.  That’s SUPER adorable.  That was probably in Candy too and I just forgot about it.

VRISKA: So, Nickname me, 8itch. And make it Cute.

Huh!  You don’t stake too much on your name, then?

> (==>)

Vrissy!  That’s surprisingly genial of you, it’s pretty damn good.

VRISSY: So now that we have that locked down, what’s First on the list of Awesome Shit we’re gonna do Together?

Oh no.  No, no Vrissy, you’re gonna be disappointed.  :(

VRISSY: I told you already, I don’t ever get up to Anything nearly as Interesting as you did. VRISKA: Till now ;;;;) VRISSY: Heh. Yeah.

...yeah, FUCK.  Vrissy is gonna get used and thrown away so fucking hard.  The slightest ounce of hero worship thrown Vriska’s way is an ounce that’s gonna get exploited to hell and back.

I suppose from here we’re going into the rebellion, aren’t we?  I hope badass eyepatch Karkat doesn’t look too silly in this art style.

> (==>)

God, this art style is so CLEAN and makes her look so ADORABLE.

--ah, okay.  We’re gonna see how the dynamic between Vrissy and human Kid-Tavros works.  Hope this won’t be too painful.  Besides, like... the kind of hilarious starting-pain that she’s asking HIM to help take care of a dead body.

VRISSY: That was Tavros. He’s on his way.

Oh man, Vriska didn’t know.  :D

> (==>)

Huh!  That’s a more thoughtful expression than I was expecting.

VRISKA: Unless he’ll rat us out to his mom???????? VRISSY: Nah. He’ll get too much of a Kick out of seeing this dead Piece of Shit, don’t Worry.

Oh man.  Tavros’ll probably just be sad or freaked out a bit, but what I wouldn’t give for our first look at him to be him dancing on this clown’s grave.

> (==>)

Vrissy hates that ostentatious prick-mobile, mostly because it is not her ostentatious prick-mobile.

Heheheh.

Hm?  “Actual spy shit”, other than hiding a body?  Did you have some bigger anti-Crocker stuff in mind, Vrissy?

> (==>)

Oh Jiminy Christmas!!!  You’re the spitting image of your parents!  And, like... perfectly visually suited to induce Vriska-macking, unwanted or otherwise.

> (==>)

TAVROS: These are normal things you expect to happen, when you are picking up your kismesis and her,,,, ah,,, new friends,

Oh right, that’s the relationship.  More that I forgot from Candy.

VRISSY: Who is VERY Cool and Sexy with her Eyepatch--

--remind me again why Vriska has an eyepatch?  Something in the Lord English fight, a stray shard of universe fabric inflicting more random meaningful damage?  *Looks it up.*  Oh huh, so THAT was the vague damage to her head she played off-- the shard literally got her eye and she refused to admit it to herself or the narrative.  I was wondering about that weird damage back when I read it, but never inferred the answer.  And did she put the eyepatch on when she landed in Candy?  *Looks that up*  Wait, no, it couldn’t have hit her eye.  From Candy:

Vriska’s face snaps up, eyes blazing. Eyes. Actual eyes, with expression, color, pupils, and everything.

[...]  There’s a bleeding gash on her head and something lodged in her chest.

Okay, fuck.   Then whence the fucking eyepatch?  *Keeps skimming Candy...*

(VRISKA): The 8attle was hitting its clim8x when I got hit in the head with... with...

(Vriska) paws at her head wound, fingers numb and vision blurry.

(VRISKA): Wh8tever the fuck it was that hit me in the head!

Hmm?

JOHN: do you wanna see a doctor for that or something? (VRISKA): No!!!!!!!! (VRISKA): I w8nt to know what the fuck is GOING ON!!!!!!!!

Hmmmm.....  *Keeeeps reading...*

Dammit, that’s all there is.  So this is an inference either Andrew intended or the other authors/artists did from the tail end of all that -- Vriska either took head damage that deprived her of sight in that eye, made it more light-sensitive/blurry, OR that eyepatch is essentially a makeshift bandage over the bleeding parts.  (Which might remain medically necessary, or she might just keep wearing for style points.)  Hmm.

I’m mostly just relieved that whoever’s helping write HS^2 didn’t fuck up.  Okay, that’s enough Candy-digging, back to the story now:

After a few beats, he propels himself off the car like a swimmer at the sound of a gun, his body plunging in a graceful arc toward his goal.

Huh?  I mean, good execution, very Jake, but... huh?  Is someone gonna get clobbered?  Vrissy?  The corpse?

> (==>)

Ooh, the corpse!  Yes!!!  Kick that corpse.

Why did the head honk?  Hopefully this stays a corpse.  (I’m surprised his strikes are as weak as the narrative’s saying; even if he’s really Tavros-natured, he’s still the son of two of the strongest, fisticuff-iest players.  Kind of a rebellion against his parents both, then?)

> (==>)

--unrelated, I just saw the Bonus blinking with Catnapped Part 2.  Guess I won’t be finished once I’ve covered this, just yet.

VRISKA: I am in no place to 8egrudge a man his cathartic ass-kicking moment, but that was a loud fucking scream. VRISSY: No kidding. My ears are STILL ringing from your 8ig attempt at breaking the sound 8arrier.

Y’all are ones to talk, I just reread the part of Candy where you two found Vriska fucking Gamzee.

> (==>)

> (==>)

Please don’t move, clown.  Stay the fuck dead, please?

> (==>)

Calm down, Tav, you’ve got this.

> (==>)

Nice suspenders.

> (==>)

aaaaAAAAAAAAAAA WHO IS THIS AGAIN IS THIS HARRY OR SOMETHING IS THIS JOHN AND ROXY’S ASSHOLE KID

--sorry I got overexcited because I clicked next and saw that hair spiral aaaa.

...I hope it isn’t a DIFFERENT kid of theirs that I somehow forgot exists or such.  That’d be embarrassing.  This guy/girl/person looks infuriatingly suave, also.

> (==>)

YOU’RE SO CUTE IN A WAY THAT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE YOU’RE AN ASSHOLE.

--Yep, dialogue confirms it’s Harry Anderson.

Heh, he’s pulling an Early Acts John and not believing a word of it, but playing along.

There is no possible way that this stuff Vrissy is saying isn’t horeseshit, but he is not about to crack.

--just wanna point out the probably-typo before they fix it.

Ah, bringing it there.  Good luck, Harry.

> (==>)

Oh, that was fast.

> (==>)

...That’s what you get for relying on Harry.

> (==>)

VRISKA: We can just dump it in the inciner8or. That’s pro8a8ly what his plan was to 8egin with. VRISSY: The what???????? VRISKA: The inciner8or. Like, for 8odies?? VRISSY: At SCHOOL???????? VRISKA: Yes? TAVROS: It is somewhat pleasant to be reminded,,, in my darker moments,,,, that the grass is not really ever greener on Alternia,

No comment, this is just pretty hilarious.

I still keep revisiting how easily Vrissy gave up her given name, here.  As if she feels like her real name ought to be associated with the hero instead of her, in a kind of... lowkey low self-esteem way.

VRISSY: I should have known he was fucking with us. VRISSY: GOD he is such a Stupid 8astard.

--Well, they know each other well enough.

Hm.  Does Vriska think they can just kill any human kids they run into?

> (==>)

...GOSH, Vrissy is stupid adorable.  And like, shockingly chill, in general.

> (==>)

Huh.  Vrissy, are you chickening out on an adventure because you’re afraid you’ll get caught?  ...well, good for you, honestly!  Not that I think it’ll last.

...yup, there she goes after ‘em.

> (==>)

I think you’re still going to fuck up, Vriska.

> (==>)

None of them know where they are going, but Vriska is leading the way, hunched and purposeful

I guess none of this is surprising, really.

Is Jane going to, like... hear about the corpse found in a human school’s basement and blame the rebellion some more somehow?  Not that it matters, I guess.

There is something incredibly reassuring, Tavros thinks, about someone who has absolute outward confidence in themselves.

(There’d better not be any relationship conflict involving Vriska upcoming in the future.  BETTER not.)

> (==>)

Gamzee managing to fuck everything up even when he’s dead.

> (==>)

VRISKA: No, he’s right, I was going to count to eight.

Hah.

> (==>)

Are they gonna end up dumping him at Harry’s feet?

Nice way to force him out of school and into the rebellion, that.

> (==>)

VRISSY: Keep looking for Harry Anderson. He’s In The Shit with us now, whether he likes it or not.

Guess so!  Fair enough.

> (==>)

oh no

(I also understand why I haven’t gotten any asks about this upd8 yet.  This is mostly just character (re-)introductions and hijinks.  Totally up for some Harry, Vriska, Vrissy and Tavros adventures now that I can actually SEE them, it really adds a lot.)

> (==>)

And there it goes.  Slide into Harry’s classroom on the waterslick maybe?

> (==>)

The human students, trained to respond to a fire drill with speed and enthusiasm for missed class time, are out in the hall in a matter of seconds.

Oh, the worst possible outcome.  :D

> (==>)

Shit, they’re all on camera.  Nice job, Vriska!  Welcome to Earth.

> (==>)

> (==>)

Oh my fucking GOD, this image.  Vriska is LOVING the chaos!!!  She doesn’t even care!

VRISKA: I thought this planet was gonna be a snoozefest desert devoid of 8oth agency and fun, but I am honestly having a gr8 time.

Pfff.  I should’ve known.  She just cares about being where the Action Is, as Aradia put it at the end of Meat.

> (==>)

She sees it, and she can’t breathe. Her lover, her confidante, her clown of many years, being desecrated by a bunch of treasonous monsters.

You threw him out of a ship.

Yeah, of course she draws that conclusion.  Everything and everyone is either with her or against her, after all.

> (==>)

--Wait, you didn’t even know Tavros was missing until that moment???

So did the lawyers send the divorce papers on their own, or did the authors really just forget?

> (==>)

Your John is showing SO hard, Harry.

> (==>)

Congratulations!

> (==>)

Yep!

> (==>)

HARRY ANDERSON: oh fuck

*slow clap*

I’ll cover Catnapped 2 in a bit, though circumspectly as it’s a paid bonus.  See y’all!

[sureivy]

is that HALSEY? no, that’s just IVY CALDER. SHE is TWENTY-FOUR years old and is an EMPLOYEE AT DON’T FRET & PAWS 4 LOVE. rumor has it they’ve been in town for FOUR MONTHS / TEN YEARS. on a good day, they’re CREATIVE & VERSATILE. but watch out! they can also be IRRESPONSIBLE & VOLATILE. TRIGGER BANG BY LILY ALLEN (FT. GIGGS) plays in my head whenever i think of them. can’t wait to see them around springhill!

hello my pals ! i’m amy ( 20 // est // she/her ) and i am super excited to be here! we also over here bringing back a fairly old muse (i,, apparently,, play her during election years,,) with a couple of tweaks, so we love that for me! also! pls forgive me if this is lowkey disorganized, we’ve been in and out of airports all day! can’t wait to contract that sexy corona!

QUICK FACTS:

full name: ivy rose calder

date of birth: may 2, 1995

*does not perfectly reflect the below big three zodiac chart because that’s too much math

zodiac big three: taurus sun, pisces moon, aquarius rising

gender & pronouns: cis woman & she/her

sexual orientation: bisexual ( preference for women bc we luv that for her but we also luv leaving things open to chemistry )

education: high school diploma

enneagram: 7w8?

mbti: enfp

moral alignment: chaotic neutral

positive traits: creative, versatile, passionate, compassionate

negative traits: irresponsible, volatile, impressionable, hedonistic

BACKGROUND INFO:

triggers: brief implied sexual abuse, suicide, a lot of death talk?, drug abuse ( desoxyn ), overdose

ivy lived the first eight years of her life in newark, nj. she had a mere family of three – her mother, a model-turned-stay-at-home-mom, her father, a politician, and herself. she was much closer to her mother, but she and her father were close at night.

when her mother finally found out about this, she wasted no time in taking ivy’s father’s side. what a good mom! instead, ya girl was already getting in touch with cps herself... but wow... it was gonna ruin his career in politics :\

“Now, one thing I lerned from Storys is, when something big is about to okur, a riter will go: Then it hapened! This tells the reeder: Get Reddy. Here I go: Then it hapened!” - fox 8

then it happened!

humiliated, clearly never getting a platform back, and absolutely bitter, ivy’s father killed himself before being sent to prison. 

Very Tragique™

ok. so. to distance themselves from the poor memories, but to save money, ivy and her mother moved to springhill, temporarily sharing ivy’s aunt’s apartment while her mother began collecting enough money to buy an apartment of their own and keep it.

during this time, ivy was seeing a lot of people and she didn’t know why! they asked questions about her mental health, but she didn’t know why! i mean, totally not traumatic, right?

yes. instead of managing communication well, she became very fascinated by the concept of death. she had many questions about it, she, a youth, had some extended conversations with clergymen about it –– she never killed any animals, god forbid, but she was absolutely fascinated when she ran across them.

SO CLEARLY THAT WAS ALSO TRYING TO BE DEALT WITH.

ok, i’m gonna skip ahead a little. now in teen years and still fascinated by death, but in a healthier way!, and no longer in therapy because... like... that costs a lot of money!

she dealt with it the best she could. became enamored with music... because why wouldn’t she? some covers here and there, some originals here and there, living that youtube lyf, but not expecting anything to come of it. just liked validation! mood!

she also dealt with it the worst she could! became enamored with drugs! naturally, it started out small. some weed, some lsd, some molly –– you know, just drugs that you don’t typically think of as addictive. although her grades suffered, it was harmless enough...

upon graduating high school, she figured... no college. instead, with barely any money to her name, she was like “i... will go to new york... and i will become famous.”

and she did! she did go to new york! she found a few sketchy places that didn’t charge much for a few nights as she began networking - both socially and “i would like to be known for music” (i literally just forgot the word for networking like..... employment wise.... y’all i’m so dumb). when she’d made some friends, she began crashing on couches that were not quite as sketchy! 

but :\ she did meet these friends in sketchy places :\ and they were like “ok here r some new and more addictive drugs for u to try!”

what she wound up abusing using the most was desoxyn. it kept her awake, it kept her focused, it even shed a few pounds to create an excellent figure! what wasn’t to love! 

i mean it’s literally a prescription methamphetamine,,, when abused,,, literally almost exact same effects as meth,,, but when meth mouth, skin lesions, acne, etc aren’t occurring as a side effect? who was she to care!

20, she released an actual ep with the help of a super cool friend who made everyone call him puppy mills! wow! things were excellent! it wasn’t necessarily seeing mainstream traction, but there was a decent enough following! enough to release an album at 22!

perfect timing, btw! desoxyn was starting to become too expensive for puppy to afford and trying to fake having such a severe form of adhd that desoxyn would be prescribed as opposed to something like ritalin or adderal when it’s literally illegal to prescribe in some countries now?? too hard :\ but the money from the album helped her and puppy!

*olaf vc* puppy died. *end vc*

she was there for it too. she thought it was just a freak-out, took a LITTLE too much, but not OVERDOSE worthy... then he l i t e r a l l y died. and it was a painful death!

“oh wow! maybe prescription meth isn’t super cool after all! shucks!” but that was also an opening?? to visit death herself?? like... she didn’t necessarily want to die (sort of), but she wanted... an answer to the question that had plagued her her entire life... so she was like “ok hope i die then someone revives me but if i die then :\ i guess i die!”

did not die. but also did not get a satisfying answer to her question. the only way it would’ve been truly satisfying? if she had been dead for longer than a minute - then it would’ve given a definite answer! because the answer she received was just nothingness which, while peaceful... is it true?

she tried to detox alone, what because rehab is a business, and it... only... sort of worked. she would be clean for a few weeks, then fall back in, then clean for a few weeks, then fall back in. whenever she wasn’t just naturally focused and awake, or whenever what she was focused on was the past, she would fall back in.

i mean, a side effect is memory loss, so win/win!

she made the semi-wise decision to move back to springhill. wisest would’ve been to just move to a town/city she had absolutely no memories in, but better than moving back to newark!

so... without much to show, and with an unreliable streak, she knew she wouldn’t be able to start looking for much of an occupation – but she still needed money! so she began working at don’t fret out of a love for music, then began working at the animal shelter after completing training.

the main training was, of course, for putting animals to sleep.

FULL CIRCLE.

ah yes. how she pretends it’s healthy... even tho there are studies and statistics relating suicide to veterinarians and shelter workers who euthanize animals... ah yes.

has been back for four months now. love that. do not know how to finish this.

TL ; DR:

born in newark. moved to springhill at 8. childhood trauma that she is still carrying causes fascination with death. “i love music.” moved to ny at 18 because realistic. childhood trauma also causes dependency on desoxyn. releases an ep and an album. does not become famous, but they both have decent traction. moves back after an overdose. relapses... often. now sells records and puts animals to sleep. miss american dream since she was 17, amirite?

PERSONALITY / MISCELLANEOUS INFO:

one person one week, a totally different person the next.

wants to please people, but also wants to be her own person? it’s a whole deal!

in spite of her slight icarian incident, she still hopes to maybe one day become a real musician and performer. until then, we selling records and saying ‘goodbye’ to sweet animals!

can truly flip like a switch in interactions! does love ruining things for herself! almost always feels bad after bc :\ damn :\ alright :\

i’m very bad at these sections i really hate that i always include them!

is still avoiding healthy coping mechanisms. love that for her.

favorite movie is, unironically, the bee movie. favorite horror movie is cats.

SO GOOD at memorizing random lines or trivia. could probably recite literally all of who’s afraid of virginia woolf? other than that?? her memory is so bad. hate drugs for that :\

she uses her hair to express herself! (that sounds really boring.) ...she uses her hair to express herself!

but no. seriously. wears the black shag weave the most, followed by the blue/yellow combo ( we stan the badlands aesthetic ). occasionally forays into other colors and styles when money permits, but it’s usually gonna be one of those two!!

was an envy on the coast stan in high school which makes an inappropriate amount of sense.

will go out and steal the dumbest shit when she’s drunk. has a history of stealing chickens.

once again: hate that i always include these!! feel free 2 j consult the personality parts in the quick facts!!

CONNECTION IDEAS:

ok we gonna list some general ones for right now! all are open to multiple people unless there’s an asterisk by it!

close friends –– moonie, teagan,

ride or die

childhood friends –– moonie,

bad influence ( mutual or her on them ) –– veronica ( mutual ),

good influence ( them on her ) –– presley, hayden, gabrielle,

exes ( can be from high school or something like that if based in springhill, can be from 20s in new york if based in new york )

fwb –– trent,

will they, won’t they –– presley,

someone who knew her music ( can be neutral, a fan of it, or hate it afhkjsl ) –– presley, moonie, teagan, indiana, 

will also possibly be sending in some wanted connections for things that are! more specific!

truly anything!! also up to brainstorm and/or look at yours if you have them!!

UPDATE: i have created a wc page so we luv that for me.

OK. like this or hmu if you’d like to plot!

[casszabek]

meet CASIMIR RADOSLAW ZABEK, he has been living in milton for fifteen years and is generally known around town for being dedicated and temperamental. the twenty one year old, is apparently a youtuber but you didn’t hear that from me. when i think of him i think of: splatters of blood on ice, skulls drawn on a fogged up window, the beads of a rosary biting into your palm despite knowing god will never take you.   -   timothee chalamet, cismale, he/him as written by pepper, 23, est, she/her. 

ABOUT THE MUN.  id like to formally apologize for calling everything sexy. it seems i have forgotten every other word that could express that i like something. 

hello all, it’s me, ya gurl pepper. as the kids say... what is UP kyle! i usually like to start these things with a bit about me but god i feel like y’all already know too much about me already i skjsjk revealed it all in that groupchat but omg okay lemme think. i am 5′6 and the shortest person in my family and everyone makes fun of me for it. i don’t drink so every time i write my muses drunk it’s a whole mess. i can’t cook but i love to eat. i am in love with both stiles stilinski and rory sutton brady. i love to rollerblade but the one time i did the rollerblades highkey cut into my skin so i’ve never done it again. i am a big marvel and like general superhero nerd but i’m not proud of it cause disney really let me down sdkjsdjk okay that’s it i think onto cass stuff now!

BIO. *removes one earbud* the fuck you want

cass was born and raised in poland to parents who honestly never really cared for him. like it wasn’t that they were particularly cruel to him or anything, they just didn’t like him. they barely bothered with him most days, generally leaving cass to his own devices when they could or with friendly neighbours. cass pretty much grew up raised by those polish grandmothers who stand on their balcony’s to look out and see the gossip, but he was always pretty okay with that like he never knew any different. until he did. 

when cass was six he and his parents took a trip to america and milton to visit his grandfather. you see, his grandfather and grandmother came to america for their retirement around the time that cass was about two. they settled down in milton and quickly became the eccentric foreign couple. the zabeks. everyone loved them. but then cass’ grandmother died. and his grandfather fucking cyrofreezed her ass and shoved her in the shed like a psycho. 

so basically they were coming for the funeral but the funeral was just them all looking at his grandmother’s frozen body in his grandads fucking shed like she was an exhibit at a museum. it was weird. like really weird. but so was grandpa zabek so no one really questioned it. cass just remembers thinking that he couldn’t wait to get out of there. 

he never did. his parents fucking left him there. just like that. 

they literally said they were just going over to the next town for some dry ice for the grandma zabek popsicle and they never. fucking. came. back. 

so cass was stuck here. with his crazy psycho drunk of a grandpa. and a grandma who was quickly getting freezer burn. and a town full of weird ass people. he was living the dream. 

but then things got weirder. the towns people, who were also psychos, like fucking loved it?? like they were way too into it. based a whole town tradition on the whole thing. and that wasn’t it, no, pretty soon they were attracting tourists. to their little fucking house, or more specifically, the shed in the back. cass has vivid memories of leading curious people out there, bringing them into the dark shed and just pulling down the little light switch to a bunch of oohs and aahs. people were fucking crazy. and cass learned that pretty quickly. he was jaded at a very young age.

but it didn’t stop there. oh no. so before grandpa zabek was a drunk psycho guy he was an olympic figure skating coach. and so guess what he forced his grandson to do for bonding?? fucking ballet. fucking figure skating. cass never really had a bit of a choice honestly, the moment his grandfather figured out he had a talent he was pretty much set on training cass up for the olympics. and honestly, the moment that cass figured out that he was actually good, and could actually fucking beat people, well. he was pretty into it. like honestly cass has always been pretty into knives, and like having knives on your shoes?? hardcore. 

so for most of cass’ life that was it. going to school and barely passing. ice skating after school, and before. showing off grandma for money whenever they had a couple tourists in town. the zabek household was always people’s weird small town stop on their crosscountry road trips. some asshole even did a whole article about them once, and that just blew things up further. prick. if cass ever finds him he’ll take out his kneecaps. 

honestly cass was always pretty much a loner in school? got into a lot of fights, caused a lot of mayham. think patrick verona in ten things i hate about you. that was cass’ energy. he had like maybe three friends total and he was pretty okay with that. 

anyways, so after years of training and figure skating and ballet training, like yes literally ballet training, cass is pretty much all ready for the olympics. he and his grandad are about to go through the whole fucking process and guess what the old man’s dumbass does?? tries to rob a bank in the city to pay for the various olympic things they need. gets his ass arrested of course. like an idiot. 

cass was sixteen at the time, and royally pissed about it but well. what can you do. so cass goes back to town, no medal, no nothing but his broken up feet to show for it all, and honestly kind of depressed and scared like ??? he didn’t know what he was going to do without his grandpa and he certainly didn’t want to go to foster care. but then the weirdest thing happens. the town takes care of him. 

cass didn’t ask for it of course. cass will die before asking for help. but he didn’t have to. just like that random ladies were coming to his house with casseroles for lunch, and dinner, and breakfast. people were double checking to make sure cass’ ass was going to class because he still had to graduate. some random ladies from his ballet studio even came with him to his grandfather’s hearing. 

it was weird honestly?? cass has never really gotten that level of support, not even from his grandfather, but it was big gilmore girls energy. the whole town rallied around him as if cass was just an angry, violent little rory gilmore after a heartbreak. and honestly he was grateful for it, although he’d never say it. he feels a certain level of debt to them honestly, so you can pretty much always lowkey catch cass helping an old lady clean out her gutters or like helping some random suburban mom paint over the side of her house. helping out at one of the stores when someone is short staffed. that kind of stuff. 

he still has the family business though and that covers the bills. every once and a while cass is over charging some suckers to see a dead lady and he’s chill with it. honestly he’s gotten so used to it that he actually talks to frozen grandma zabek like it’s nothing sdkjdsjk like honestly he lives by himself and he’s lonely so he’s always like ‘wow, look at the fuckin’ haul this time around babcia... with all this i can buy you a new dress or something...put it over your cube... just kidding, i’m spending this shit on a new board, sorry’ sdkdsjkan

but to bring in extra money cass does youtube, something he kind of stumbled into honestly?? like cass is really good at video games, and he really likes them so honestly someone probably just uploaded a video playing video games once (cause cass wouldn’t do it himself so wanted connection i guess if anyone is willing to like be friends with this boy) and like it blew up?? and cass realized he could make a whole ass career based off of this?? so that’s what he did??? he makes videos of him playing games and just getting super pissed when he loses or messes up and people LOVE IT!! he probably goes by halo online because he doesn’t want people to find him. also will occassionally post videos of him skateboarding. honestly is really popular on line, like maybe not p*wdiepie level but maybe markiplier or ksi idk gamer youtubers guys but he’s up there. has never been to playlist live or anything like that though because he is not a people person sdkdsj but someone force him to go i feel like it would be fun

oof and that’s it i think ! a long ride but thank you for getting to the end 

PERSONALITY. i may seem like an angry person on the surface but deep inside i’m angrier.

and that’s it that’s his personality thanks for coming out. 

BLUNT. no but aside from being generally grumpy at all times cass is just so honest most of the time, like he straight up does not lie for the most part because he doesn’t see the point?? says what he wants no matter how rude. kind of a dick but it’s not as much that he’s trying to be it’s just that he never goes out of his way to be nice unless he really, really likes you. 

TACTLESS. cass does not have a suave or like ??? persuasive bone in his body?? again he just says what he wants?? actually super like useless with an actual crush??? the kind of person who had a crush on someone as a kid and wrote them a little note that was like ‘get out of my school’ yk dsksd very mean to his crushes, will tease you mercilessly and get flustered and yeet at any reciprocation?? he doesn’t know what to do tf ??

DEDICATED. god, cass is like resilient and also so freaking ambitious and determined when he wants something?? unfortunately the olympics and like skating didn’t work out but he put his blood sweat and tears into that and whenever he finds what else he wants to do he will put that same energy into that too. 

TEMPERMENTAL. it is so easy to piss cass off, but if it’s the right person it’s also really easy to make him laugh. like he hates most people, but his mood can be like so easily changeable. one second he’s laughing the next he’s punching some guy in the face. i’m making him sound kind of unhinged and sometimes he is but most of the time he’s chill. 

CONFLICTING. god cass doesn’t say what he means sometimes, which kind of conflicts with him being blunt but like??? at any sign of affection cass is like NO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE when he really wants someone to stay around like skjdsj he’s got big tsundere energy sometimes and i hate it. very bad at apologizing, very bad at like admitting when he’s wrong, very bad at like receiving or reciprocating affection unless it’s the right person because his parents and grandfather never hugged him sdkjsd

DESTRUCTIVE. literally the type to like to set things on fire sdkjsdj obsessed with bonfire nights cause he can just burn things. will explode things for fun on his youtube channel occasionally. like big chaotic aries energy people. 

FUN FACTS *covers up real feeling with aggressive sarcasm*

polish is his first language and he mostly learned english through tv and video games. he has a knack for languages as well, like he can pick them up fairly easily, but he’s honestly better with his body. has a thick ass polish accent though and he probably used to get teased for it when he was younger but anyone who would tease him for it would get their ass beat so skjdsjk was it worth it?? 

one smacked a guy with his skateboard so hard it straight snapped in half. that’s the level of aggression we’re coming with today.

was raised catholic, and is still kind of a god fearing boy. still goes to church like religiously despite his grandfather not being around. will wear a pressed white button down and then someone will point out there’s like blood on the collar dskjdsj *cass vc* oh fuck 

lives in hoodies about a size too big for him, the colour black and combat boots. general angry and all the adults in town are like casimir sweetie you should wear something bright it’ll make you look like less of a ghost and like half of them get the finger for it which results in a smack upside the head for your boy.

very competitive. like incredibly competitive. cass needs to win or he’ll die basically. 

bisexual as all hell. is kind of tentative about it because ??? will god hate him ??? but he is attracted to both men and women and he’s pretty sure god hates him already so 

absolutely adores video game apps. has like a thousand on his phone, and is constantly idly playing them, lie whenever cass has nothing to do he’s playing video games 

has a skateboard, tends to ride it like everywhere. catch cass riding through town either smoking or vaping, squeezing in the gaps between people and causing chaos. it’s his vibe. 

a dog person BIG TIME! has a big lovable white dog named snieg and he loves her, she is the only roommate he ever wants to have and he is kissing her constantly sdkjdsk catch cass only smiling at this dog ever tbh

sleep talks and sleep walks especially when he’s stressed. cass will walk into the middle of the street asleep honestly which is exactly why he should never move to the city.

also smokes when he’s stressed. smokes a lot of weed, might even experiment with some other stuff while he’s partying because yeah his body was a temple but now?? fuck it sdkjds

like i said his grandpa was highkey the town drunk. cass had to drag him out of bars regularly and like bring him home and he also literally like climbed on top of like town square drunk af on like christmas day sdkjsdj * cass vc * gET DOWN YOU OLD FUCK!!! IF YOU DIE I’LL BLOW YOUR LIFE INSURANCE ON HOOKERS!! sdkjdsk so yeah basically the zabeks were chaotic but lowkey cass misses his grandfathers drunk ass he visits him in prison like once a month. 

WANTED CONNECTIONS *how to catch feelings and then throw them into the fire where they belong*

i always love getting rivalry connections for cass so a RIVAL please and thanks. 

a PARTNER IN CRIME of sorts! someone who he can turn to just cause havoc and such??? whenever they’re together people know it’s trouble.

lowkey a CONSCIENCE?? someone who can be the little voice in the back of cass’ head mayhaps. who can convince him that attempting to use someone’s roof as a skateboarding ramp might not be a good idea you know. keep him sane, keep him alive. 

someone who cass feels comfortable discussing his feelings with?? like a CONFIDANTE. this would probably have to be a true legend and a super rare person??? just someone who can listen to cass’ crap and just be there for him you know. likely his soft spot tbh

someone who casimir absolutely hates with every fibre of his being. give me that HATESHIP. someone who he wouldn’t piss on if they were on fire. it could be mutual or onesided.

someone who has maybe been in a few of cass’ vlogs that the internet like ships him with??? could be fun. there are like edits of them everywhere, they have a ship name, and cass wants to murder the world. 

an EX because i always love that kind of stuff. cass is the worst at relationships but he is always all in emotionally. it probably would have been a lot of fighting and arguing but also good when it was good honestly we can plot it out. 

the JACKIE TO HIS HYDE please and thank you. it’s what we deserve. 

 FRIENDS of course i nearly forgot but like friends please. maybe the couple of people who could tolerate him in high school??

and finally.... FWBS or EWBs because why not, that’s as much as cass can handle emotionally.

omg i lied cause also A CRUSH! like a childhood crush on cass’ part, or on your muse’s part, or a crush that has just arisen now an cass lke avoids them like the plague for it. although if cass has a crush on your muse just be prepared for him to be irrationally kind of mean because he doesn’t know how to emotion. 

a SIBLING LIKE RELATIONSHIP!! big brother for cass, or cass can be the big brother, a big sister for cass, or a little sister. i’m here for it all whether it’s bickering siblings or protective siblings that would do anything for each other. a kind of found family thing if you will, please and thanks.

and absolutely anything else! i am one hundred percent happy to brainstorm something if none of these catch your eye so like this and i’ll hit you up! or react to me on discord either works tbh

[shall-we-imagine]

WH characters' reactions to you wearing a racy swimsuit.

Ah, what am I doing with my life?

A/N: okay so my friend suggested I do this and since it's loosely related to the recent spin off..eh why not I guess? (Obviously I'm basing this off of Liz's personality not saying that everyone's personality is innocent and cute but yeah 😂)

Elias:

Do I even have to say? A BLUSHING MESS. Will also practically stick by your side wherever you go cuz we all know he gets a teeny tiny bit jealous. Plus, he'll also get snappy when a guy is taking his sweet time talking to you. Wouldn't dare tell you to change or anything though cuz he believes you're in charge of your own decisions.

Luca:

Teases you about it until you're about as red as a tomato. Is basically just very chill and happy about the whole thing tbh. High key showing you off (while still reminding people you're his though).

Yukiya:

I feel like Yukiya wouldn't really notice something very off at first. Like maybe he'd think it's not your usual style, but that's it, so he wouldn't be very alarmed or anything. Would even compliment you and all.

Serge:

He doesn't really mind; he'll just tease you for a bit, then compliment you, and that'll be it. He loves the way you look and loves that you're trying out something new. However, he mostly views you as adorable, so you get much more excited reactions with cute swimsuits. (Doesn't mean he won't shower you with compliments and flattery though).

Azusa:

"Where are you going? The bedroom is that way, dear." Honestly, he loves it. He already thinks you're cute, but he certainly enjoys that change. Though I doubt you'd spend most of the time at the beach really.

Klaus:

Lowkey confused to why you're dressed like that. Still compliments your appearance and doesn't let the opportunity to make you blush escape him. Ready to fight any guy within a 2-mile radius of you tbh. Buuut he's the emperor so I'm not sure who's stupid enough to get on his bad side. Zeus or Luca.

Joel:

Kinda blushing but tries to hide it. Prepare yourself, though, since you've basically signed yourself up for getting handcuffed to him for the entire time. Well, not literally, but he will be holding hands with you and accompanying you wherever you go.

Vincent:

If anyone is gonna be more of a show off than Luca, it's Vincent. He's pretty chill and not the jealous type, so he's probably gonna be very unbothered. Even if the guys are complimenting you, he'd only playfully remind them you're his girlfriend, but that's about it.

Leon:

I'm sorry but are you actually expecting him to tell the difference? Hmm. Okay, yes, Leon will notice there's a difference between your usual swimsuit and this one; he just doesn't know what the difference is or why he feels kind of flustered. Nevertheless, he'd shrug it off and move on. Unless a certain Luca were to give him one of his oh so helpful advice of course. Regardless, Leon would never forget to remind you of how beautiful he finds you.

Guy:

Honestly, he'd be too busy dragging you to where they're playing beach volleyball to notice what you're wearing. Later, however, when you're both finally sitting down to relax, he'll begin to notice the details of the swimsuit. A blush tinting his cheeks, he'd stutter and try his best to deliver a compliment.

Cerim:

I doubt Cerim would see much of a difference between a sexy swimsuit and a cute one; he'd find you beautiful either way. So, you probably just get compliments for whatever it is you decide to wear.

Glenn:

Glenn much prefers the cute look on you. Not that he doesn't like the change; it's just that he's used to your usual image, and it fits your personality quite well. I also see him as one to get concerned if you're doing this to gain a more mature look or something, so he might feel guilty and wonder if he'd done or said something to make you assume you need a makeover.

Leslie:

Backhanded compliments #1. It's only because he's embarrassed though, so you shall let it slide. He might be unable to look straight at you for the first few minutes, but eventually he'll get used to it, and maybe, just maybe, you'll be able to earn a proper compliment when you two are alone.

Sigurd:

Encourages you to try different styles all the time. Always complimenting you, and I mean always. No exceptions. He probably helped you pick out the swimsuit, though, so he more likely saw you try it on before anyone else saw it. Is happy you're happy with everyone's reactions to how good you look.

Mel:

"What new swimsuit? You bought a new swimsuit?" You know that guy that barely notices anything new on his girlfriend, and everyone has to keep hinting for him to compliment a specific something, but he's just so lost? Yup, that's Mel. So there's gonna be the whole "Do you notice anything different?" Thing, and the dork is gonna be sitting there like "ummm...new haircut?" Just for everyone to face palm. He'll try to make it up to you by awkward compliments, though, so I mean..he's trying he's best..

Zeus:

Backhanded compliments #2. This time it's just because he's an idiot. He'll be quite flustered, but he doesn't want to show it, so here comes the backhanded compliments. He also never wants to seem fazed so.. Don't worry, though; he'll eventually muster up a good compliment like "You..you don't look very bad, you know?" So yeah. Such a hopeless romantic. Later, when no one is paying attention, you're getting dragged off somewhere you two can be alone, and by then, he would've regained self-composure, and it's gonna be payback time for making him blush so furiously and so obviously. *wink* *wink*

Hiro:

You probably can't read his expression when he first sees you, and he'll say nothing, which obviously doesn't help. However, when you're both finally alone, he'll manage to compliment your looks. He doesn't care what style you choose to wear as long as you're comfortable with it.

Alfonse:

This boy is a little fluffball of innocence and purity, so no dirty thoughts involved. He would find you as beautiful as you usually are and wouldn't think of how different the style is. Again, as long as you're happy with it, he is too.

Caesar:

Honestly your biggest hypeman?? Is so happy with whatever you decide to do or wear?? Oh and jealousy? What's that? we only know of bragging about how great your gf is 🤷‍♀️ He probably was there when you picked out the swimsuit tbh. He will also lend you his shirt if you feel cold even if you haven't really said anything js.

~~I didn't include Caesar this time cuz I still don't know enough about him so yeah I'm sorryyyy maybe I can edit him in later if you guys want? Tell me if you do. ALSO these posts are getting so freaking long 😂~~

UPDATED WITH CAESAR NOW FINALLY LOL

[theburgermaster-a]

Send in two (or more) names and I’ll fill all this out about the ship!

(So, since I’ve done this before for me and @valorandgold‘s Miles, this time I’m gonna do it for Canon Maya and @prosecutor-in-chief‘s Miles! We technically filled this out together lol.)

General:

Rate the Ship -   Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - Probably for the rest of their lives. Neither Miles nor Maya are the type to date frivolously. 

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It took a few weeks for them to start having feelings for each other. They were friends for a good while first, and then after Maya channeled Miles’ father for him, he asked her to dinner for the first time.

How was their first kiss? - Maya initiated their first kiss. Both were cautious, as they hadn’t been exclusive very long. It was enjoyable, though.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Miles did. He took Maya to New York for a week to celebrate her 30th birthday. After seeing a Broadway show and visiting a late night cafe, he proposes to her on their way back to the hotel. She said yes, of course.

Who is the best man/men? - In a traditional Japanese wedding, there is no best man.

Who is the bridesmaid(s)? - Same with bridesmaids, there are none. Only the family, the bride and groom, and the priest are involved in the processional.

Who did the most planning? - They both did an equal amount of planning, mostly regarding the guest list. Shinto weddings are pretty straightforward and very traditional.

Who stressed the most? - Neither of them did. Probably Maya a little bit, but more out of nerves than anything.

How fancy was the ceremony? - Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big.

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - They chose to have a very quiet, traditional ceremony. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to invite all of their friends, it just seemed more Miles and Maya to keep it traditional. They invited Larry, Gumshoe, Maggey, Franziska, Pearl, and Phoenix (in a world where he and Maya were never involved romantically). 

Sex:

Who is on top? - It depends on the mood. Sometimes, Maya likes to be coy and playful and will be on top, but other times it’s the other way around. It just...depends.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Again, it depends. Both of them will instigate things when the mood strikes. Miles is very smooth when he instigates, while Maya is very coy about it. She’ll wear something sexy or be very cuddly when she wants it.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - Since they were both very inexperienced when they got together, it gets longer with the more experience they get. It also depends on what they have time for. If they have an evening to themselves, maybe a couple hours? It really depends.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Absolutely. They are very conscious of each other’s needs. They are also very sensitive and loving towards each other, even if Miles has a little trouble expressing it at first.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

(It depends on the mood, but anywhere between 4 and 6)

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - 

No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

(In public they are much more subdued than they are in private. Maya is very cuddly and she likes holding Miles’ hand or his arm. At home, they’ll cuddle on the couch and stuff.)

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - They only planned to have one. Maya needed an heir, after all. Their first child is a girl named Madeline (Maya calls her Mads or Maddy), and their second is a boy named Malcolm Gregory.  How many children will they adopt? -  None. They considered adoption when they were struggling to have a baby in the first place, but then Maya got pregnant and they didn’t need to adopt anymore.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Maya does. She’s the one staying home with the kids most of the time. She didn’t want parenthood to affect Miles’ career. But when he gets home, she gets a break and he takes over.

Who is the stricter parent? - Definitely Miles. But he doesn’t overdo it. He’s not mean or anything. Someone has to be the strict parent and it’s totally not Maya. She’s too soft.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Both Maya and Miles do. They’re very protective of their children, but not overbearing.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - They trade off. Whoever is up first or done with their morning routine first. Once a week, Miles comes to the school and takes his kids out to lunch. It’s good for him to get out of the office, and the kids love to spend time with their dad. If Maya is in the city, she comes with them.

Who is the more loved parent? - Both kids love both of their parents, but Madeline prefers her dad and Malcolm prefers his mom. Maya is the more nurturing parent by nature. It’s just her personality. Not that Miles isn’t, he’s just not very emotive. But he makes sure that his kids know that he loves them.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings- Miles, probably. He lives and works in the city, so attending a PTA meeting would be easier for him.

Who cried the most at graduation? - Maya did. Her babies are all grown up!

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Ahahahahaha. Miles.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Miles and Maya like to cook together. Since they already have limited time together thanks to their jobs, making dinner together is a way for them to really catch up on the day and spend some time together.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Neither Miles nor Maya are very picky when it comes to their food. If you include the kids, it’s definitely Madeline. She is very picky, which is odd to Maya.

Who does the grocery shopping? - Again, Miles and Maya like to shop together. Grocery shopping is one of Maya’s favorite activities because it reminds her of a time when Mia was still alive. Miles has no opinion about grocery shopping, but he started planning his trips around Maya’s availability and they always go together now.

How often do they bake desserts? - Mostly for special occasions like birthdays and holidays. Maya likes baking, but she’s not great at it.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Maya is a meat eater, Miles is a salad eater. But both of them will eat both things. Again, not picky.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Maya, for sure. Miles got in a habit of cooking for himself, so he doesn’t go out very often. But they’ll go out for special occasions and stuff.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - The kids.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - It depends on the room and who made the mess. They share the responsibilities because it is not a woman’s job to clean the house, it is an ADULT’s job to clean the house. But the kids have to clean up their own rooms.

Who is really against chores? - Maya, but she does them anyway.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Before they have kids, cleaning up after Miso is a shared responsibility between the two of them. After the kids reach a certain age, cleaning up after Miso is their responsibility but Miles and Maya will still do it sometimes anyway.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Maya.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Miles has this way of lowkey stressing out about things like this. He’s not freaking out all over the place, but you can tell that he’s stressed. He just kinda mumbles to himself and makes a lot of lists.

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Maya, and boy does she brag about it.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Maya. Miles is just more efficient when comes to this kind of thing, but sometimes they’ll take a while together. 

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - If they had a dog, Miles would take it with him on his morning jog. But they don’t so this is irrelevant.

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Not very often. Miles will change his table linens for the season. However; he went without celebrating Christmas for so long that he doesn’t really think about it anymore. After he and Maya get together, they pick out a Christmas tree for his house together and maybe hang a wreath on the door. Once the kids are born, all bets are off. Especially at Halloween.

What are their goals for the relationship? - Longevity, trust, honesty, understanding, perseverance, friendship. Basically, they will most likely be married until they die. That’s the kind of relationship they want.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Both Maya and Miles are early risers, it’s just their routines. But if they get the opportunity to sleep in, Maya would be the one to do it. She might try to keep Miles there with her.

Who plays the most pranks? - Again, neither. Although, Maya does like to play the occasional prank. Not that Miles likes it when she does.

[purecolby]

Imagine #14- It Was Perfect- Part 1

You were dragged into Devyn and Corey’s bedroom, and Devyn had the camera this time.

“What the hell is going on, and why do I feel like i’m some kind of experiment for you..” You questioned. Devyn didn’t answer. You really didn’t know what she needed. You thought it was just going to be some stupid vlog thing that Corey usually does. You decided to go along with it and just forget about how you didn’t know what was about to happen.

“So, for this week’s video we will be using Y/N as a living, breathing mannequin. We are going to give her a new makeover. Hopefully that will be okay because I didn’t ask her before we started filming. Is that okay, Y/N?” Devyn asked you, turning away from the camera to look at you.

“Yeah, I guess it’s fine. I’m curious to see how you’ll do my makeup and dress me up.” You said. After you were stuck in your head for a minute, but then you realized that Devyn has just pulled out a MAC store from her bathroom. “Do I really need that much makeup?” You asked her with a terrified face. You started to cover your face, insecure of why she had brought out all this makeup.

She pulled your hands down and answered your question, “No of course you don’t! But I do need to foundation match you, and pull out all of my palettes to see which eye look I want to do on you, especially for this occasion…” She ended. You started to get suspicious. You wanted to ask her.

“Occassion? Wait, off the record, are you trying to set me up? You know how anxious i’ll get if you do.” You asked. She smiled but she shook her head no. You let out a sigh of relief but you didn’t take her answer seriously.

“So, why is there so much makeup? Really.” You asked her. “I never get to play with makeup much when Corey’s home, and this is a perfect excuse to get you to wear 10 pounds more makeup than you usually do.” You heard the bedroom door open. Out walked Katrina.

“Hey Kat. Sorry I look like an actual ghost. Devyn has made me fall ill, or at least made me look like it.” You said as Kat walked in and kicked off her shoes. She laughed then plopped down on the bed.

“Here I am! I love you Y/N. Just wanted to tell you that before we go out to look for clothes.” Kat said.

“I love you too, but what does that have to do with going out for a stupid video that won’t mean anything in the next few months?” You said to her. Katrina gave you some wide eyes and then looked at Devyn.

“Devyn. It looks like you put a little too much foundation on her ear. It looks like her ear is about to fall off because she’s decomposing. Come help me find the makeup wipes so we can fix her dead ear look.” Katrina said. Devyn looked at your right ear and agreed with Kat and went to the bathroom with the camera. They conspired.

“I have to pee, too. So we’re closing the door.” Katrina said to you. And then Katrina shut the door. It didn’t really come to your attention that they might be conspiring until you got the idea by the time they came out of the bathroom.

“Okay guys so Y/N is a little bit onto us and I think us both being in the bathroom looking for makeup wipes is a little much to stay out of her way while we do this whole thing. Kat literally just told her about how she needs to pee, and that’s why she shut the door. This isn’t exactly going well, as you’d imagine. But, we are keeping it under the wraps that we are putting her through the process of a blind date. She has no idea that we set this up. So, in the meantime, I’m going to look for makeup wipes.” Devyn said into the camera lens. Katrina went pee and Devyn frantically looked for the baby wipes. They both came out to see that Y/N was holding the baby wipes in hand. Devyn laughed and grabbed them from you.

“Katrina, how was the potty break?” You asked. She nodded. “Good. It was good. So, let’s talk. What colors do you plan on putting on her eyes, Dev” Katrina asked. Devyn wiped around your ear a little bit.

“First of all, don’t call me that. And second of all, I plan on putting neutrals on her, so go nuts with the outfit.” Devyn said. You were confused. You thought Devyn was the one doing all the heavy lifting, and Kat was just asked to come over to be the camera-man. Clearly, you were wrong.

“What? Why did you think I came over? To hang out with my disgusting boyfriend, Sam? Ew, no. I came to come help Devyn figure out what to dress you up as. I just needed to know what she was gonna do to your beautiful face!” Katrina exclaimed.

“Okay. I actually think we should stick with something a little more, brown and light. Not shadowy and sexy. I think it will look better in the long run.” You decided to just scroll through instagram instead of worry about it because then you’d drive yourself to just make some theories up. You saw that Colby has posted a photo of him and Brennen at Tender Greens.

“Look! He’s having so much fun with his best friend, and his boyfriend!” You laughed. “He really is dreamy, and he looks super hot in his sweater. I love his new merch line. It makes me want to just buy everything, but then again, I need to eat, so…” You laughed again. Devyn looked at the picture you were talking about and saw that Colby has mainly posted the picture because he got a new haircut.

“Sorry I have a boyfriend so I can’t fantasize in the same way that you are. It’s driving me nuts that you and Colby haven’t made something happen, though. You guys are pretty much the same person except one of you has ovaries; however, I can’t tell if that’s you or him. He spends way more time on his hair than you.” Devyn said.

“Devyn!” Katrina said, laughing. “So has this crush progressed?” She asked. You nodded your head and she squirmed, excitedly.

Devyn finally finished off your makeup look with a nice, brick red lipstick. She set your face with setting spray and she curled your hair. You guys went to target because you didn’t like those expensive places to shop. It was really just your simplicity of things. Katrina insisted that you guys go to Forever 21. You really didn’t like that idea. You wanted to go cheap and simple. Like your makeup. Which wasn’t really a change from what you normally do. It was like your regular makeup routine, just caked on.

Katrina and Devyn finally found the perfect outfit, and it was definitely your style, too. It was totally lowkey, and it seemed like something that you had already had in your closet. You really didn’t understand what was so special about a black nirvana t-shirt and jeans, but you liked it. You paid for the outfit and you guys got back to the mansion. Devyn and Katrina had left to Devyn’s bedroom and told you to stay out.

“So Y/N is finally ready to be shown, but it’s almost time that we tell her about how all day we’ve been preparing her to go on this date with Colby. Also, so you’re filled in, Brennen and Sam have also been preparing Colby so he doesn’t look exactly like Y/N.” Katrina said. Devyn nodded and then aimed the camera to Katrina.

“Are you ready to tell Y/N, Kat? I am so excited to tell her about the date, but to keep her in suspense, we won’t tell her it’s Colby that she’s going out with. It’s going to be super funny!”

You waited in the kitchen just eating out of a bag of cheetos and you were surfing on instagram.You were actually surfing through Colby’s instagram and then Devyn scared you when she snuck up behind you.

“God! Jesus, Devyn. You scared the crap out of me!” You said loudly. Katrina patted your back and you were alerted immediately. “Why are you trying to comfort me?” You asked. You walked over to one of the charis at the end of the island at the table.

“Nothing. Just- sorry, can you please stop shoving your face with cheetos for a second. I’m trying to tell you something!” Devyn exclaimed. “God! Okay, tell me what you want!” You asked, getting your hand out of the bag of cheetos.

“So, we actually did have a reason why we gave you a makeover. But can you promise not to freak out when we tell you?” Devyn asked, pointing the camera at you.

You stood there noticing the lack of expression in their faces. So, you nervously grabbed the bag and took another helping of the cheetos (let’s face it at this point you’re kinda curious).

“Stop eating those things!” Katrina yelled as she pulled the cheetos bag out of your hands.

“What is so important?” You asked. They finally let it out.

“We got you a blind date with a guy we really don’t think will murder you if you talk a little too much.” Devyn said.

“What? What the hell is wrong with you guys! I really need to go, I have to clean my apartment.” You said. You grabbed your purse and started to head out the door.

“No stop why are you leaving, Y/N?” Katrina asked.

“No, stop. I need to go, I have no idea why you did this. You know I get really anxious about things like that. I really hate it when you guys put me up to this stuff. I can’t be here when, whoever, you got for me to date gets here. I really can’t.” You said.

“No, no, no. You are going to be fine. We know the guy you’re going on a date with. You will be completely fine.” Devyn said. You took her word for it and just collapsed in the chair.

“He texted me, here. Read this, Devyn.” Katrina said. You wondered why you were sucked into this.

“Listen, take a few deep breaths and stop eating the bag of cheetos. Kat, take them away from her, jesus.” Devyn said. She went upstairs to go get at least her eyebrows on. She wanted to look presentable for their ‘guest’.

“Kat, this is freaking crazy, I can’t do this. Especially now that I know what you guys were doing to set me up today. It is driving me to the point where I am having serious anxiety.” You confessed.

“You will be fine once you meet this mystery man. You will be fine.” Kat assured you. You decided to trust her, but you still ate out of the cheeto bag since you were super stressed out.”

The doorbell rang. You immediately got chills down your spine.

“That’s your date, Y/N! Aren’t you excited to meet him?” Devyn said as she came downstairs, more presentable than before.

“Sure, if you think that the thought of me heaving on your nice floors is a feeling of excitement, then yes.” You retorted. Devyn went up to the door, disregarding your comment, and then she opened the door.

“Welcome back, Colby.” Devyn said. You sighed. You started to walk back to the kitchen.

“What’s the matter, you don’t like him, Y/N? Because my plan kinda foils if you don’t like him, since he’s your date for the night.” Devyn said. You gasped and turned around.

“What?! Oh, my god. I’m so sorry, Colby. I thought maybe Devyn and Kat set me up with someone else. It’s just unexpected and I hope that you-” You were cut off.

“Y/N. Chill. It’s okay. It’s fine. Calm down. Take a few breaths. I know you’re a little bit anxious.” He said. You kind of felt safe around him.

“Awe!” The girls exclaimed at the same time. Colby comforted you by caressing your arm.

“He knows you so well! That’s sweet!” Katrina said.

“Yeah, we’re pretty close friends, remember. We met in 10th grade, I think?” You asked him, squinting your eyes.

“Yeah I think so. Wow. That’s quite some time. Anyways, I think that maybe we should continue with this date.” Colby said. You blushed a little as he pulled you in for a hug.

“No, you’re having the date here, Colby.” Devyn chimed in.

“No, now that I see that my blind date is Y/N. I will take her out on a proper date.” Colby said.

“All right then. Y/N. Take the camera, please. Document your first date with your lover, please.” Devyn asked. You grabbed the camera.

“He’s not my lover!” You whispered angrily at her. Colby didn’t hear you because Brennen caught his attention. Brennen walked in and handed Colby the camera.

“Here. Document your date, Colby. It’s sad that I have to make you do it though, since we have such a good bromance.” Brennen stated. He quivered his lip. You laughed, which made Colby laugh, and then he swept you away from these crazy, blind date creating people. You guys hopped in his car and drove somewhere, but Colby refused to tell you where you were going.

“I hate it when you guys do this. I’m not really fond of surprises. But then again, you know that. You surprise me all the damn time with your pranks.” You laughed and nudged him. He laughed and then you tried to guess where you were going on your date.

When you arrived, you almost cried. It was perfect.

[astrojammies]

Ship Asks: Clyle Edition

Doing one for Clyle because I love my babies too damn much.

1. Who is the early bird/night owl?

Kyle’s the early bird and Clyde’s the night owl.

Headcanon: Kyle has always followed this system since young where he has to wake up at 5.30am to do the house chores, cook and re-read up (yes, re-read) early for the lessons on the day (because duh, Sheila would definitely discipline her child as such). Since he’s use to waking up in the early wee hours of the morning, Kyle just does the housework and some homework (due 3 weeks later) like he always does because breaking the routine seems really weird. Clyde always expresses his concern whenever he sees Kyle staggering back into the room to get a solid 10 minutes rest before having to wake up again to go to school.

“Babe, you seem tired. Do you want any - ” 

“Shut up Clydeeeee why won’t you let me sleeeeeep.”

Clyde’s obviously the night owl because he has a crazy social life with the “In” crowd and is kinda a life of a party since he’s the school’s number one Wide Receiver and Kyle’s the angry lil’ wallflower that stands at the furthest corner of the party because he hates interacting with people. Kyle will be like

“Why is my boyfriend the football team’s Wide Receiver and my best friend’s the Quarterback like why can’t I have a normal best friend and boyfriend? Uggghhhh I hate my life, I hate noises, I hate crowds and I hate people especially.”

“Are you talking to yourself…?”

“Shut the fuck up, Stan. You’re ruining my monologue.”

2. Who is the big spoon/little spoon?

Big spoon is Clyde and little spoon is Kyle. Clyde loves holding the love of his life close to him because he’s lowkey insecure that one day, Kyle would realise he could do way better and stand up and leave Clyde and will never look back. Clyde has openly expresses this to Kyle one night while crying and Kyle just hugging him and shushing him soothingly.

“Don’t worry, Clyde. I won’t leave you. If I’d thought there was a chance of me leaving you, I wouldn’t have dated you.”

“*sniffs* R-Really? You won’t leave me? Like how my mom did? Like how everyone does in the end?”

“Never. I won’t leave you.”

3. Who hogs the covers/loves to cuddle?

Kyle hogs all the covers and Clyde’s the one who loves to cuddle/initiates anything intimate.

Headcanon: Kyle’s never one for skinship, so the first thing he does when he needs warmth is not cuddling closer to Clyde, but he hogs the entire blanket instead. He gets cold easily (since he has a pretty weak body but doesn’t admit it) and is almost always shivering and complaining about being really cold. Clyde knows about this and uses this as an excuse to cuddle up to Kyle even though Kyle freaks out when people touch him.

“It’s okay, Kyle. It’s just me.” 

“Why are you touching me? Get off!” 

“Don’t you want something warm though? You’re shivering.” 

“…….You’re lucky that you’re a walking furnace.”

4. Who wakes the other one up with kisses?

Clyde because he’s a sweet, pure baby and a dreamy little romantic that just loves to put a smile on his boyfriend’s face at the start of every morning to remind Kyle how much he loves him and how he appreciates everything Kyle had done for him. It’s usually Clyde that gets ready for school first and he lets Kyle sleep a little more since Kyle’s just really worn out after doing all those house chores on his own.

Plus, he gets to see Kyle’s waking up face and gets turn on by how sexy it is so why not?

5. Who usually has nightmares?

Kyle. Always have been, no questions asked. Once you’ve gone through a lot of things that Kyle has gone through, it’ll come back to haunt you for a long time. People seem to forget that although Kyle is an intellect more than an emotional person but when it comes to expressing his opinions, Kyle is more emotionally-driven. He gets affected by a lot of things and hates it when he has no control over some things and thinking its his fault that situations could have gone better. Kyle is an overthinker, and because he is usually emotionally-driven, he lets his emotions take over his mind. He worries about every damn thing and self-deciprocates a lot. He’s never satisfied with himself and always tries to improve himself for the better; he is his own worst critic. Kyle is ruled by his mind and his mind is ruled by his heart and morals; it’s only natural if those thoughts haunt him at night too.

“……Babe, are you alright?” 

“Yeah, just a bad dream. It’s nothing.” “Want to talk about it?” 

“No, it’s fine. Let’s just go back to sleep.” 

“Kyle. I’m your boyfriend, you can tell me anything.” 

“…………..” 

“Please Kyle.” 

“…………..”

“Don’t you trust me?”

“Of course I do! It’s just - I’m horrible Clyde. I’m never going to be good enough. I’m imperfect. I’m flawed. No matter how hard I try, I’m still a mess. I’m awful, Clyde. I’ve done things, fucked up things. Why do you even like a tragic shit like me? Why would you - ” 

“Shhhhh, babe. It’s alright. You’re perfect. Don’t beat yourself up for things you’ve never done.”

“I’m not perfect - ”

“Yes, you are. ”

“I’m nothing but - ”

“Perfect.”

6. Who would have deep emotional thoughts at the middle of the night/the day?

Kyle would be in the middle of the day and Clyde would be in the middle of the night. Mostly because Kyle is always reading something whether it’s online or a book and he’s always constantly thinking 25/8 about quantum physics or something along those lines. Clyde usually thinks better at night, when football practices don’t wear him down and where he actually have some time to just lay down and think.

“I’m not even alive, Clyde.”

“But you are…??”

“No dude, I’m just a concept. Like what if I’m only thinking I’m alive?”

“Oh. My God.”

“No, but SeRiOuSlY dude. What if?”

7. Who sweats the small stuff?

Kyle obviously. Haven’t you seen this guy’s mother? You would have been worried over every damn thing too if you had Sheila Broflovski as your mom.

Plus, Kyle’s just really particular about his belongings and gets worked up about every little thing because he’s an overthinker. He’s that one guy who can see the worst possible outcome of every damn situation and just wants to avoid that shit.

“Tighten your shoelace, dude.”

“Kyle, nothing is going to happen to me if I don’t tighten my shoelace now. I’ll do it a little later.”

“Uh, nah uh Mister. Your shoelace could come off and you could trip over your shoelace, roll down the damn staircase, be paralysed for life or be in a coma or even die and you’re going to leave me all alone to mourn over your death and be a bachelor for life because you didn’t tighten your goddamn shoelace.”

“Okay, okay Jesus fine. I’ll tighten my shoelaces.”

8. Who sleeps in their underwear (or naked)/their pajamas?

Clyde sleeps in his underwear and Kyle sleeps with his full pajamas with socks.

Kyle usually gets really cold so he wears full long-sleeved pajamas and Clyde’s always complaining about the room being too hot so he’s clothes are usually off.

9. Who makes the coffee (or tea)? Kyle makes coffee for both Clyde and him because Clyde literally couldn’t function until he has his cup of coffee early in the morning. Kyle prefers drinking tea though because it’s much more soothing and “It doesn’t kill my braincells.”

10. Who likes sweet/sour?

Clyde really loves sweet things and Kyle loves both. Clyde doesn’t really like sour things and usually gives all the sour candies and gummies for Kyle to eat because Kyle adores them.

Questions 11 to 20 tomorrow!

[kookievmyoppa]

When I Was Your Man (Jinho ft. Yeo One Scenario)

Word count: 13K (13814)

Idol: Jinho ft. Yeo One (Pentagon)

Genre: Fluff and angst and fluff and angst af and fluff (such a rollercoaster, brace yourselves)

A/N: This is sort of a bonus writing to my usual stuff but today’s Jinho’s birthday so I wanted to do this as a birthday post for him. It wasn’t supposed to be this long but oh well... the feels wouldn’t let me live. This is lowkey based in When I Was Your Man by Bruno Mars bc my life ended when Jinho made a cover of that song. I hope you like it.

You were still in front of the mirror. It had been more than thirty minutes now and you hadn’t picked a dress yet. The midnight blue veil dress was beautiful, loose and comfortable, but damn… that tight black dress was the physical definition of classy and sexy. It had a choker type neck, a little lace all the way through the collarbones and super short sleeves. That should be the one. Would he like it though? You didn’t want to be too insinuating to give him a wrong idea of yourself considering this was your fifth date, if you were not wrong, and he really didn’t look like someone who was looking for something ephemeral or meaningless.

This was the very first time he had asked you out to such a formal place, you knew it was a fancy restaurant but you didn’t know it was so expensive until you googled the website. It was somewhere you could only dream with going and somehow you felt a little guilty for saying yes without knowing what it would imply.

What if he did it just to impress you and he had to make a huge effort to pay for the whole thing? You had to admit it had caught you off guard, so you had said yes almost by instinct because how much you liked him and you really didn’t care about the place as long as you could spend sometime with him. You shook your head with a frustrated smile, that sounded so desperate. But it was how you actually felt.

He was a busy guy but he kept in touch with you often, he sent you random texts or just asked about your day, sometimes he even passed by where you worked to bring you lunch or coffee, and he always made sure to go out on a date with you on the weekends. You’d never told him, but you really appreciated it.

He had let you choose whatever you want for your previous dates, so you always suggested casual plans like just going to hang out to the park or watch a movie, but this time he had asked you to have the privilege to choose the place. There was no way you would ask him for this but he did it himself, so you guessed there was no turning back now so you better look presentable for it.

You looked at both dresses once more, this time not hesitantly but nostalgically. They were still brand new after almost two years. You remembered when you bought them thinking you would go to nice parties or you would just have especial occasions to wear them.

You wondered if you had really bought them having that in mind or you had done it as a way to let him know you wanted to do those kind of things... with him.  But you never did, there they were with the price tag still hanging on. It was a good thing you didn’t get rid of them though, especially after...

The sound of your vibrating phone got you out of your quick trip to the past. It was a text from the guy of your present.

“Hey! Are you ready? I’m on my way. Be there in ten ^^”

Dammit, you were going to be late. Again. You were not even close to be ready, so only a miracle would make you be on time. You got into the tight dress without thinking about it anymore. God, you didn’t remember it was that tight. You still fit in but made it a little hard for you to breathe, you had indeed gained a couple of pounds in the last months, but oh well… there was no time to think about it, so you put your high heels on and ran to the bathroom to do your makeup, if you hurried and with a little luck, maybe you would be able to do something with your hair not to look that plain.

You had just finished putting lipstick on and grabbed the hair dryer but at that exact moment you heard the doorbell.

“Shit” you muttered. Should you ask him to wait for you or just go out like this?

No. He always looked like a model, it would be such a disgrace going to a nice and elegant restaurant with him with your hair looking like a freaking bird nest. It had happened once and you were not going to let it happen again.

It was almost midnight and it was one of those nights where you felt empty inside, which could only mean one thing: you needed something to eat, but not anything, you wanted oreos. You wanted them desperately, so you ran to the kitchen and started checking every drawer just to find out you had eaten the last package a couple of weeks ago when you had another “one of those nights”.

You rolled your eyes knowing you would have to go out to get them, considering the fact that letting it go and going back to bed to keep watching movies was not an option. You put a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants on and got ready to go to the minimarket close to your place. You didn’t bother to brush your messy hair or look at least presentable, what for? You put your wallet, phone and keys in your pockets and left home on the oreo journey.

You finally got to the minimarket, it was cold outside so it felt good to be a little warmer without the icy wind. It seemed to be alone so you took the hood off your head leaving the mess you called hair exposed.

You walked straight to the aisle where they had the cookies, looking for the oreos until you finally saw them on the top of the shelf. You were not small but you were definitely not tall enough to reach your precious treasure since they had bought new shelves that were a little higher than the ones they used to have.

After letting out a sigh, you started jumping in order to reach the cookies, without succeeding. You could’ve just asked the cashier to help you out but he had fallen asleep and you felt bad to wake him up even though you would have to do it eventually when you had to pay.

You realised jumping was not going to be any helpful, so you gave up on it and decided you should push the box that contained the oreo packages with another  cookie package to make it fall down on the other aisle. It sounded like a smart plan until you actually did it and the whole upper shelves boxes fell on the other side and you heard someone screaming.

You ran to see who the scream owner was and saw a guy rubbing the back of his head in pain. You were too embarrassed to say anything so you just stood there staring at his back, you couldn’t even see his face but damn this guy’s back was enough.

He looked like he came out of a fashion magazine, wearing black skinny jeans and a leather jacket. How could someone’s back could possibly be so attractive? Luckily he hadn’t seen you yet, so you could still run away from the crime scene, and you were so ready to do it but for some reason you couldn’t take your eyes off of him.

The guilt was killing you, so you swallowed the embarrassment and walked towards him.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry, are you okay?” you asked without knowing what to do. Should you check the back of his head to see if it was bleeding or something? No. No way. You didn’t even know him, that would be creepy.

He turned back at you with a shy smile and you lost it. He was definitely the most good looking guy you had ever seen in person in your whole life. He had big expressive eyes and dark shiny hair. He was wearing a black and white striped turtleneck that matched perfectly his jeans and jacket, and he was so damn perfect you felt like crying for hurting his precious self.

“So… You are the one who tried to behead me” he said still rubbing where the package had hit him.

You didn’t know what to say, the embarrassment was back.

“I’m really really sorry, I had no clue you were there… I mean, I didn’t know someone was here… I thought I was alone” you rushed to say, so fast you were pretty sure he didn’t understand a thing.

“Hey….” he tried to calm you down but that only made you more nervous.

“I swear, I just couldn’t reach it and I-” you kept talking as you always did when you got nervous. Why couldn’t you be like a normal person who just shuts up when is overwhelmed? “Hey! It’s okay. I’m fine” he giggled placing his hand in your shoulder, and you died at his touch. He had the cutest laugh on earth. This was too much for just one night. “I would’ve helped you out with it if you had asked. You didn’t need to cut my head off” he said jokingly and started picking all the packages of the floor and putting them back where they belonged.

You were surprised he wasn’t mad at you and he was actually helping you with the mess you had made.

“Thank you, and I’m sorry. I should’ve checked first there was no one on the other side” you said and handed him some other cookies boxes.

“No problem. I’m a survivor, I’ll live. Maybe with a concussion but I’ll live” you chuckled and he walked to the other aisle to put the oreos packages back up. “Is this what you were trying to reach so badly?” he said handing you the last Oreo package left, you nodded and bowed to thank him.  “Why didn’t you just get another brand of chocolate cookies you could actually grab?” he asked curious and you stopped for a second to think about his question. Your heart still ached a little.

“I like challenges” you lied. You were not going to answer with the truth to a complete stranger. “I’m really sorry about the hit, though. Are you sure you are gonna be okay?” you asked truly concerned while your cheeks were getting more and more red.

“I’m not sure… But if you really wanna make sure I’ll be alive by saturday, you could always have a cup of coffee with me then, just to check of course...” he winked and you could swear your heart imploded inside your chest.

Was he really asking you out just like that? He didn’t even know your name and you didn't know his. That couldn’t be happening, you must have been dreaming. What were the odds? What were the freaking odds? He was too beautiful to be real, and even more shocking, too beautiful to be single.

You slapped your own face to wake up from whatever this was, but you could only feel the rough hit against your skin. Well... that was going to leave a mark there, as real as everything that was happening.

You looked in front of you. The guy was still there staring at you with a look between shock and amusement.

"Wow... If you didn't wanna go out with me you could've just say no. There was no need to slap yourself in rejection” he said rising both of his arms in front of his chest defensively.

Why are you like this? you thought to yourself, he was being too flirty for his proposal not to be real and he was very direct and obvious to think you were only misunderstanding his words. He was indeed asking you out.

“Ignore that” you laughed nervously “It was just… a mosquito” you lied, and had to make a huge effort not to slap yourself again. Did you really think he was going to buy it?

“A mosquito…” he repeated in disbelief smiling again. How many times was it possible to die and come back to life in less than an hour?

“Yeah… it was hmmm… flying around and I felt it on my face so… you know, I tried to kill it” you could see it on his face he was trying his best not to laugh. He looked so cute though and if you were him you would’ve laughed at such nonsense from the moment it left your lips. “But yes! I’m free on saturday. I would be glad to check up on your concussion” you finally admitted, it was now or never. If you kept saying anymore stupid comments he would probably get scared and leave, and this kind of chance was once in a lifetime. It was actually a miracle he was still there.

“Great! I’ll call you. Here, save your number” he handed you his cell phone. You did as he said and gave it back quick. “You have a beautiful name, it matches your looks”.

You almost choked. YOUR LOOKS! If he hadn’t mentioned it you would’ve never remembered you were looking like trash. You had no makeup, your hair was a mess and your outfit was a potatoes sack next to his Saint-Laurent like outfit.

Dammit, now you were even more embarrassed than before.

“I’m Yeo Changgu” he offered you his hand to shake it along that smile that had been on his face for way too long now and it still caused the same effect on you like the first time you saw it. You hesitated for a second but you shook his hand. “It was really nice to meet you, even though you almost killed me” he teased you again and you looked down. “I’ll try my best not to die before saturday so we can meet” he said and you couldn’t help but chuckling. “See? I told you your name matched your looks. Have a good night and have a safe trip back home, Y/N Minimarket” he made a bow to say goodbye and left the place before you could answer.

Did you really have to write Minimarket after your name on his phone? Dear God, you were helpless, but at least now you had a date with a cute and funny guy.

You better make him wait. The potatoes sack look wouldn't ever make a comeback, not in your watch. You took your phone and called him.

“Hey, Minimarket, guess who’s in front of your door~” he answered enthusiastically and your heart fluttered. He was always so sweet and in a good mood, you wish you could be like him.

“Hi, I’m afraid I’m not ready yet. Would you mind waiting for me a couple of minutes?” you suggested grabbing your hair dryer again.

“Sure, if you don’t mind finding my dead body frozen outside your place…” he joked and then you remembered you had never invited him to come into your apartment. You smiled shaking your head, this boy had no shame.

“I was going to ask you to come in, but as I couldn’t kill you back in the minimarket I guess I’ll take my chance today” you said while walking to the door and thinking what kind of magic you would have to do for him not to see you like this.

“Well, you can try. But you will have no dinner~” he sang. Wow he had some great vocals even when he wasn’t singing seriously. Was there something he couldn’t do?

“Right, I’m gonna let you in on one condition” you placed your hand on the door handle “you are coming in with your eyes closed” you said. It was the only way for him to avoid the half mess you were right now.

“You have a pretty particular way to reject people, you know? What’s the point of coming inside if I can’t see, it’s-”

“Changgu! Just do it” you scolded him.

“Okay, okay… I’ll do my best” he accepted, and you opened the door and ran back to your room without leaving the tiniest chance to expose yourself.

You did your hair as fast as you could, just drying it off and wearing a small pin for it not to fall on your face. Once you were finally done, you walked to the living room where Changgu was waiting for you. His back was facing you, so you took a moment to appreciate his look, just like the day you first met.

He was wearing a winter white coat and you could see from behind his hair was styled to the side. How could he always look so fine? It was a good call doing your hair and being late instead of leaving it like it was and being on time.

“I’m ready” you said putting your white blazer on.

He stood up and turned around to look at you, but no words came out of his mouth. He was completely in awe with his mouth wide open and his shiny eyes over you from the tip of your toes to the top of your head.

His gaze on you made you nervous and you had to do your best not to shake in front of him.

“What?” you asked looking away with shy smile.

“Your life mission is to kill me, isn’t it?” he ran his fingers through his hair, and you thought he probably had no clue that was how easily he could make you lose your shit. You started daydreaming about how good it would feel to run your fingers through that soft and perfect hair.

“I think it is…” you were still standing there unable to look at him in the eyes.

“Well let me tell you something, this time you almost make it. I got a heart attack because of you and I’m barely breathing at this point” he walked towards you and you felt your heart hammering your chest.

It had been a long time since someone made you feel this way just by being there. It wasn’t just because he was handsome, you really liked him. All of him. He was funny, talkative, kind, he was caring, and every time you were with him you felt your day became brighter because you were together, even if it was for a little while.

You were aware it was risky feeling this way and falling for someone in such a short time but you couldn’t help it. That’s how it was. Besides, how could be wrong the fact someone cared about you and gave you his time without regrets. You deserved to be loved.

“You look beautiful” he whispered. He was now in front of you with his face so close to yours, you could feel his breathing against your skin and you got chills because of the proximity. “Well… even more than usual” he kept his voice low and put a lock of your hair behind your ear smiling, which only made you die again. What was the hairpin for, God damn it. It had one job.

“You are not that bad yourself” you laughed nervously. Not that bad? What was wrong with you. He was perfect. He was always perfect. He smiled once more at your comment.

He leaned in slowly and you swore he was going to kiss you, not like you wanted to complain though, but you were sure you would probably faint if he did. That was when you felt his lips against your cheek slightly touching the corner of your mouth, and good Lord, that was enough to kill you. Of course he wasn’t going to kiss you just like that, he was such a flirt, he just wanted you to ask for more especially after what you had said to tease him. But you were not going to please him. Not yet.

“Shall we go now? My stomach is eating my guts” he asked and you laughed.

“Wow, you are so romantic” you joked and started walking next to him to the door.

“Wait” he stopped you “I brought you something” he walked to the living room and came with sort of a long box.

“You shouldn’t have…” you received the gift and opened it.

“But I wanted to” he replied immediately.

“Oh my God, Changgu, I love it, how did you know?” you said staring at the sunflower inside the box. It was your favorite flower and you didn’t remember telling him about it.

“I didn’t. I just thought it reminds me of you. They are wonderful just they way they are, but when the sun is out they show even more how great they can be until they are ready to do it by themselves. So I thought it could be a good metaphor to let you know I hope you let me be your sun” he said reaching for your hand and intertwining his fingers with yours. That gave you some strength to look at him in the eyes.

“You tried hard on this one, huh?” you smiled softly squeezing his hand.

“I did, can’t you see I’m sweating? I even searched “sunflowers” on Wikipedia and memorized my speech. Did it work?” he questioned and started walking again to the door without letting go of your hand.

“We’ll see. For now I’m gonna give you half a point for trying” you closed the door behind you and walked to his car.

Damn, what kind of car was that? You were sure it was more expensive than your apartment. He opened the door for you and  you got inside. It was such a luxury car, you wondered how could he buy such a thing, for what he had told you he worked really hard but now that you thought about it he had never told you what he actually did for living.

“You are too greedy. I’m out” he said getting inside the car.

“No, you are not. You are hungry and so am I. So you can be out right after we are done eating” you teased him.

“That’s true, though. Let’s get going” he started driving.

He had been driving for a while now and, for your surprise, he had been very quiet which was really unlike him. You wondered what was bothering him but you were not sure if you should ask or not, you still had some questions about where was your relationship at the moment. You were not officially a couple yet but you were definitely not friends although nothing had really happened between the both of you besides him holding your hand earlier.

Sometimes you asked yourself why were things going so slow but, to be honest, you were not upset about it. He was the one who asked you out or visited you at work. If he was not interested he would have left so long ago.

He was always there for you when you needed him, so in the end you thought it was just right for you to try to help him if he wasn't feeling well.

"Hey... Are you okay?" you said and placed your hand over his after hesitating for a moment.

"Yeah, it's just that..." he looked back at you and smiled nervously "there's something I've wanted to tell you for a while but I didn't know how, and I think it's time"

You were scared about what he was about to say.

"Oh my God... Are you pregnant?" you tried to relieve the tension.

"Yes, that and also, my family owns a big ass company" he said so quick you could hardly understand.

You laughed until you were gasping for air. "I'm serious" he affirmed but you couldn't believe him. He was Yeo Changgu, he could barely avoid exaggerating and lying to tease you.

"Are you having twins, then?" you asked following his game.

"No... But I am inheriting Yeo Style Clothing. You know... The company you bought that stunning dress you are wearing" he assured,  you looked at him and saw the honesty in his eyes. He was telling the truth. You almost choked.

"What?!" you yelled so loud, he covered his ears with his hands. "I mean... Really?" you corrected yourself with a lower tone.

Well, at least the fancy car and his model like clothes made sense now, not to mention the sudden expensive meal invitation.

He looked at you and nodded shyly. Was he blushing too? Why would he blush? Was he ashamed of it?

"Thats ummm... That's pretty cool" you managed to say and instantly felt like slapping yourself.

"Not as much as it sounds like, but yeah I guess it's cool..." he mumbled.

"Really?" you looked at him with your eyes wide open.

"Yes, but I don't want to talk about it right now. I don't want to ruin the mood" he replied with a smile you wondered if he was faking it.

You were curious about what he meant, but if he wasn't feeling like talking about it would be better to bring that back later.

"We are almost there but would you like to be delighted with my amazing music taste" he raised his eyebrows repeatedly, smirking at you.

"If I say no, I'll probably starve to death tonight, so bring it on" you rolled your eyes and he laughed turning the radio on.

You finally got to the restaurant after singing along to every song in Changgu's car.  It had been so fun that you even asked the valet to wait for the last song to end before giving him the keys. He wasn't very pleased though.

You got inside the restaurant. It was a huge fancy place, with classy chandeliers hanging above your heads. You were staring in awe at the warm light that came from it and the rustic style of the tables, chairs and basically all the decoration. The place itself was beautiful.

"Do you like it?" he asked with a warm smile.

"Yes! I love it" you answered excited.

The waiter walked you to the table Changgu had booked for the both of you. It was right in front of a huge wall made of glass where you had the greatest view of the city. There were so many lights it made it look like a dream. But you were not dreaming, although nothing could be more perfect than it already was.

"Wow... If I had known the view from this spot would steal your attention from me I would've chosen the one next to the front door" his joke got you out of the spell of the city lights.

"You should've tried harder on your looks" you lied. You were pretty sure there was no way for him to look any better than it that white suit.

"You don't wanna know" he said looking to the ceiling and running his fingers trough his hair.

"Do you know what I do wanna know about?" you asked without thinking twice "earlier in your car you said being the heir of a big company wasn't as cool as it sounded. Would you like to share your thoughts?"

"Well... It's not easy, you know? Everyone's expecting so much from you all the time, it's really exhausting trying so hard all the time to keep up with everyone's high hopes" he sighed and you felt bad for him.

You could actually see he wasn't lying it was overwhelming him somehow.

"Hey, you don't have to try to be someone you're not" you held his hand and smiled.

"I can't. I'm actually tired of these outfits, of wearing these formal or fancy clothes all the time when there are days when I barely feel like dressing up.  But what would you think of the son of a fashion company owner going out for groceries in a hoodie and sweatpants?" he complained ignoring your suggestion.

"Well... I would think he is a human being just like me. And that's just right" you replied trying to show your point.

"No everyone's like you. People out there are always judging, I would be a shame to my dad"  he said with a resigned tone.

"Why? Don't you work hard everyday for him? At least from what I've heard from you, you do. How many times have you called me almost at midnight from the office? How many times had you visited me after meeting up with a client? Don't you think that's the kind of effort your father should really appreciate from you instead of the way you look?" he glanced at you with a shy smile.

"And the others?" he asked. It felt like he was really looking for advice. You were glad he was telling you this kind of things because that meant he trusted you and your point of view was important to him.

"What about them? Overall, you are Yeo Changgu, not your father's son. You do whatever makes you happy. Keep giving your best at work, whether you go in a suit or in your pj's. You are only human, and if they can't accept that, it's their problem. You can't keep trying to live up to everyone's expectations because if you do, you won't be yourself anymore"

He didn't say a word for a while, he was just there looking in your eyes, your heart was fluttering and it was impossible not to blush.

"Thank you" he said out of nowhere.

"For what?" you giggled nervously.

"For saying what I needed to hear" he answered and suddenly leaned in placing his hand in the back of your neck pulling you closer to him gently.

It caught you by surprise, you were not expecting him to kiss you just like that.

It took you a couple of seconds to process what was happening, but as soon as you did you let yourself go.

You closed your eyes and enjoyed the taste of his soft lips against yours. It felt like if you were up on the clouds, just the two of you, so light but so pleasing.

When he finally stopped, he immediately pecked your lips and you looked away with your heart about to explode.

"I thought I would be dead by the time you decided to kiss me" you joked.

"I should've waited till then, you are terrible. Is this your first time making out? Because I could clearly show you my ways..." he smirked and you couldn't help but laughing.

"Shut up" you punched his shoulder teasingly.

"But honestly,  I didn't feel comfortable doing it until you knew who I really am" he was a little more serious again.  How could he do that? Was he bipolar or something?

"I knew who you are. You are Yeo Changgu, and I already liked you for that. I didn't really care about what you do for living that let you afford fancy clothes, a luxury car or dates at an expensive restaurant. Unless you have a side job as a drug dealer, then I'm out" you said and he smiled.

"Are you ready to order?" the waiter interrupted your moment.

You exchanged glances. You'd both been so busy talking you hadn't even touched the menu.

Changgu grabbed it quickly and ordered the first thing that came to his mind.

"What about you,  Minimarket? What do you feel like eating" he asked and you saw the confusion in the waiter's eyes when he called you that.

"I'll have the same as him" you said glaring at the man sitting in front of you. The waiter nodded and said he'd be back with your meal soon.

"When will you stop calling me that? It's embarrassing" you rolled your eyes.

"When I have a better nickname to save you in my contacts"

"Like my full name, for example..." you suggested.

"Nah... That's too simple, what about... 'girlfriend'?" he raised an eyebrow and you froze.

"I'm not even your girlfriend" you protested in case he was kidding as usual.

"Would you like to be? You know... For the sake of your contact name..." he rubbed your hand with his thumb.

"Just for the sake of the contact name, I guess I'll have to take one for the team..." you said trying to hide your excitement.

"So is that a yes~?" he sang enthusiastically.

"Yes!" you admitted, and just when you were about to kiss him, the waiter came back with your order interrupting the moment again. You both laughed in frustration, thanked the man and started eating.

The food tasted as wonderful as it looked. It was for sure one of the best meals you'd ever had, and with his company it tasted even better. You talked about lots of different things, especially now that he had told you about his job, it was easier to have more kinds of conversations.

"Oh my god!" he claimed.

"What happened?" you asked.

"It's 9:30 p. m. We are just in time"

"For what?" you were sort of confused.

"There's this new pianist who plays live every Friday. He is really good.  I was expecting you to be able to listen to him, he is very talented. Do you like piano music?"  he questioned so excited you were actually surprised.

What were you supposed to say? You used to like it, not anymore. But if you told him that he would probably start asking about it, and the night was going so great you didn't want to ruin it.

"It's nice" you muttered over the someone's voice introducing the pianist. You were too concentrated in sounding natural you didn't get to listen his name. Technically you were not lying, you said it was nice you just didn't mention you actually didn't like it.

The moment you heard the first notes of the piano, your heart shrinked. It wasn't the piano itself you disliked, you used to love that sound. It was the memories it brought to your mind.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Changgu said and you nodded unable to speak. "Shall we dance?"

"What? Why would we dance here?" you laughed in disbelief.

"Why not?" he tried to convince you by standing up and offering you his hand for you to take it.

He was right, there was no reason not to dance if you felt like it. Maybe it was time to make some new memories good enough to vanish the sad ones in your head.

You took his hand and he placed the one which was still free in your waist,  his touch felt warm and calming. You danced for a while, he whispered in your ear most of the time stealing shy smiles from you, and you loved it. You missed being happy with someone who cared about you different than your friends and family.

"It's getting late. Should we get out of here?" he said moving his hand to the small of your back and pulling you closer to his body.

"Sounds like a plan" you managed to say despite your racing heart trying to distract you.

"Let's go, Minimarket" he whispered in your ear once more.

"I thought you'd promised you would stop calling me that if I agreed to be your girlfriend" you glared at him.

"Yeah... About that... I lied" he chuckled and stole a quick kiss from you.

"You are helpless. Come on" you said and started walking out of the place.

He ran to you and held your hand to walk beside you. This whole night had been so perfect you couldn't believe it was real.

"Hey, I want to congratulate the pianist first, then we can leave. Are you cool with it?" he said pointing at where the pianist was.

"Sure, let's go" you could only see his back. You wish it didn't take long. You were eager to know what was going to happen next.

"You were great as usual. Keep up that amazing talent you have" Changgu said.

The pianist turned around to face him and you felt your soul leaving your body. It was him. How was that even possible? From all the places in the city why did he have to be there? From all the piano players in the world why did it have to be him? Why now?

A strange coldness took over your body. You were trying hard not to shake in front of him not to show how affected you were.

"Thank you so much, I-" he looked at Changgu and then noticed you were there. He was speechless, it was like every single word he wanted to say had been taken away from his mouth. He was firmly staring at you and it was starting to feel awkward.

Changgu moved his eyes from him to you over and over again,  having no clue about what was going on.

"Hummm... Do you... Do you know each other?" he asked, and this time you couldn't stop your mind from bringing the memories back.

“So… what do you think?” he asked with narrowed eyes and his fingers still slightly resting on the piano. The same fingers that few seconds ago were dancing deftly over the white and black keys of the huge instrument that adorned his living room.

That piano was his everything. It was weird but sometimes you felt jealous of it. A normal girl would be jealous of his girl friends, but not you. Here you were afraid of a piano taking your boyfriend away from you.

“It was perfect, like everything you play” you said walking towards him from the couch and hugging him from behind. “You are extremely talented, you know?” you took his head in your hands and pulled it back kindly to kiss him.

“Are you sure you are not only saying that for me to put my hands off the piano to hold yours?” he inquired smiling at you.

“You know I’m always honest when it comes to you musical skills” you pointed out. But he was right, sometimes you wished he would hold your hand instead of playing that thing for so long.

He was very hardworking, his dream was to be a great pianist. He already was though. Maybe he just wanted recognition after all. He thought he should practice day and night to get even better everyday. You supported him a hundred percent he was so good at it, it hurt you when those big music companies didn’t appreciate his worth. He was an amazing singer too, by the way, but in this world full of competition all he needed was a little luck, because he was over gifted with talent.

“I know” he admitted and now he was the one who pulled your head down for another kiss.

“It’s Friday night and it’s been a while since the last time we went out. Don’t you think it would be nice if we go dancing or just eating out somewhere?” you placed your chin on his shoulder waiting for his answer.

“Just one more song. Please?” he whined like a baby. How were you supposed to refuse? He was so cute when he did that, you lost your will.

“Okay, then. I’ll be on the couch. Just one more, alright?” you wanted to make sure about that.

“I promise. This one’s for you” he said and while you walked back to lay down on the couch again, he started moving his fingers all over the piano making your heart flutter to the rhythm of Say You Won’t Let Go.

He always sang it to you, but there was no way you could ever get tired of it. Every time he did, he gave his all, it was like his whole heart and soul were singing for him, and it made you feel as loved as when he kissed your or hugged you. You asked yourself if it was possible for you to let go of him.

It had been a long day at work though, and even against your hopes, your plans and your will, your eyes started closing like he was singing some kind of lullaby to you. His voice was all that, full of peace, serenity, and love. So much love. It resemble him. Jinho was all that.

When he was done he looked back at you and smiled bitterly when he saw you had passed out in the couch. He carried you in bridal style from there to your room.

He was shorter than you, but it had never been an issue for the both of you. He was strong enough to carry you, or let you sit on his lap. You loved the fact he was that small, it only made him look cuter than he already was. You often wondered how could a tiny body hold the greatest heart you’d ever known.

He got to his room and put you down on his side of bed gently. A black dress was on your side. That was when he noticed you were ready to go out even before you had asked him to, but you put him first. You usually did.

Jinho hung the dress back on his closet where you had some of your clothes for when you stayed over. He put a blanket over your body and laid down next to you. He loved it when you stayed the night, he wanted you to feel like home because he wished someday soon you moved in with him.

He couldn’t take his eyes off you, you were so beautiful sometimes he thought you were an angel, not only for your looks but for what you were as a person. You were kind, smart and unbelievably gentle, did he actually deserve you?

As soon as you felt his presence beside you, still asleep, you threw an arm over him and pulled him closer. A slight smile appeared on your lips what made him smile as well. He was glad he meant to you as much as you meant to him. He loved you more than he could ever explain.

He carefully put a lock of your hair behind your ear and kiss your lips softly so many times, you almost woke up.

“Please don’t go” you mumbled in a barely audible voice. “Stay with me” you pleaded holding him tight.

“I’m here” he assured you. “I’m not going anywhere” he held your hand and squeezed it for you to know he wasn’t lying. He placed a kiss on your forehead and pulled you closer to his chest. There wouldn’t be no late night piano playing tonight. You were more important.

Jinho took a deep breath and opened his mouth to answer Changgu’s question but your the sound of your voice made him stop.

“No… I don’t know him” you said trying to hide the tremor in your voice and the killer pain in your heart.

The light in Jinho's eyes slowly faded when he heard your words filled with hatred and contempt. He looked at you so hurt trying to find some kind of explanation for your attitude. You were still mad at him, that was obvious. But were you that mad to deny knowing him before? Because you didn’t just know each other, you used to love each other. He still did.

His  gaze reached for your hand and then all made sense at the sight of your fingers intertwined with the guy’s.

What was he thinking? Of course you could have found someone else by now, why wouldn’t you?

“Oh… you were staring so… I thought you had met before” Changgu said naively followed by a giggle.

“I was… I was just admiring her dress. It’s beautiful. Someone I used to know had it as well. I apologise if I was rude” Jinho couldn’t think of any other thing to say. He wasn’t lying though. Even when it wasn’t the first time seeing it, he never got to see you wearing it. Something in his heart ached more than he could explain. What he didn’t know is that your heart was aching as much as his.

“I know, right? And don’t worry, it’s okay. You were not rude at all” Changgu replied.

You couldn’t believe this was happening. You needed to get out of there, if you stayed for one more minute you were probably going to faint.

“Can we leave now? I’m not feeling well” you whispered in his ear.

“Oh my God, sure” he squeezed your hand softly and then looked back at Jinho “We’ll get going. Once more, congratulations!” he shook his hand and you started walking towards the door, without bothering to say goodbye. There was no need you’d done that so long ago.

Back in Changgu's car you were trying your best to keep yourself together. The latest events were killing you from the inside but you couldn't let it show. He had no clue about you and Jinho, and even when you were feeling terribly guilty for lying to him you didn't knos how to tell him the truth without breaking down, and that wouldn't look good considering you had just started an official relationship. One you were pretty happy with, to be honest.

"Hey, are you okay? You are shaking and you look pale. I think I should take you to the hospital" he was so worried about you, you could hear it in his voice.

"No, it's okay. I think... It was maybe something I ate. I just wanna go home and get some rest" you muttered with your eyes closed. You had no energy to speak or the courage to look at him when you knew you were lying right at his face.

"Are you sure?" he asked to reaffirm your decision.

He hadn't let go off your hand for a second even when you refused to hold his.

"Yes. Please just take me home" you begged him and he nodded.

You got there pretty fast, you were glad you were as far from Jinho as possible. Now all you had to do was go to bed and wake up next morning thinking it had been a bad dream. That it wasn't real and you didn't have to bring that back ever again while being with Changgu.

He helped you walk inside your apartment. Although you were not that affected to not being able to walk by yourself, you had to pretend you were a little weak.

"Come on, try laying down for a while. Do you want me to bring you some water or get you some medicine?" he said feeling kind of useless while he walked you to your room and made sure you got in bed.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. I promise" you answered more like trying to convince yourself.

You could see the worry on his face and you thought you were the worst person on earth.

"I could use some water though" you felt a little better when he smiled.

"I'll be right back" he headed to the kitchen and you took your pajamas out of under the pillow and put them on before he got back.

"You took so long, I was starting to dehydrate here" you joked and forced a smile trying to be you again despite the pain in your heart.

"This is my first time here, how was I supposed to know where the glasses were. That's on you for being a bad host" he handed you the glass full of water. "May I?" he asked pointing at the empty space of the bed beside you. You nodded after hesitating for a bit. He sat next to you and placed the glass on the nightstand once you had finished drinking it.

"You can't stay alone here if you are sick, you know? What if you need something in the middle of the night?" he said running running his fingers through your hair carefully to take it off your face.

You felt butterflies in your stomach, his touch was so gentle and calming you thought you could get used to it easier than you once expected.

"I'm telling you. It's nothing, I just need some rest. That's all" you insisted.

"I don't buy it" he frowned.

"Of course you don't, you are only looking for a way to get my consent to get under these blankets with me" you chuckled and he looked away trying to hide his embarrassment.

"You wish" he rolled his eyes "I barely kissed you and look how you got. I don't you can handle anything else tonight" He said holding your hand and your heart fluttered like the very first time. "But for real, I can't leave you here by yourself. I want to make sure you'll be alive by tomorrow. I can sleep on the couch if that's okay with you" he pouted and he looked so cute you couldn't say no. Besides, he was genuinely concerned about you and letting him stay was the least you could do considering his worry was based in a lie you'd told him.

"Okay... You can stay. God, you are so persistent"

"Thank you" he said and pecked your lips. Boy... He could do this all day and you would never get tired.

"It wasn't a compliment" you teased him.

"Wow, you are a full savage again. I think that means you are feeling better already. I'm going home, then" he stood up pretending he was leaving.

You knew he was just kidding but you instantly grabbed his wrist by instinct.

"Please stay" you begged looking at him like a lost puppy.

You didn't want him to go. You were indeed feeling off and kind of devastated inside, but somehow he made you feel better. It was like when he was with you, you didn't need to think about anything else. He always managed to steal a smile from you even by being a sarcastic tease.

He made you happy. And that was something you didn't want to let go.

He looked back at you and gave you a smile so warm your heart melted. He was glad you’d asked because he really wanted to take care of you. It didn’t feel like a burden to him at all.

He wouldn’t tell you, but since the day you met something had been telling him deep inside that you were the one, he didn’t even know how could he feel like that about someone so fast, but he couldn’t help it. There was something about you, everything to be exact, it was everything that kept pulling him to you. It was like you belonged together, and he was willing to do whatever it took to make it happen as long as you wanted to be with him.

“Okay. But please try to get some sleep” he said sitting next to you at the edge of the bed.

“I will, but I’m cold” you whined.

“If I lay beside you and hug you, do you think you would feel any warmer?” you smiled and shook your head pretending disbelief.

“I was thinking more of getting another blanket, but oh well… that must work too” you made some space for him to lie down in the same spot where he was seated. “You made it, huh?” you muttered once his face was right in front of yours.

“Seems like I did” he hugged you and started drawing figures with his fingers all over your back. The butterflies were back again and now you were getting chills because of the pleasant sensation. “Honestly, Minimarket, close your eyes and try to sleep” he said softly without stopping his hand caressing your back.

You did as he said and the memories of the day started slowing fading away. It was just the two of you right now. The rest of the world seemed irrelevant. You didn’t notice when it happened, but the feels of meeting Jinho earlier disappeared, and everything felt just right. This is what you wanted, you wanted Yeo Changgu in your life.

You opened your eyes slowly, trying to adjust them to the spur of light gushing through the window. You didn't move a finger, you were still on that state where you don't know where you are or who you are.

One by one, all your senses started coming back to life along with your brain which had been on a break for the past hours. You smelled something nice. Was it a Cologne? You noticed your head was resting in something soft and comfortable but firm at the same time. It couldn't be a pillow. You look at it and saw a chest covered by a black shirt. That should explain the cologne.

You looked up carefully trying not to move a lot and saw Changgu's angelical face sleeping peacefully, his arm still your waist trying to keep you close to his body.

Of course he was there. He had stayed the night after you begged him to. You stared at him for a long time, he seemed so sweet and relaxed when he slept. A slight smile drawn on his lips.

You wondered if he was dreaming about something or if he was just glad to be there with you. You hope it was the second option because you were definitely happy to wake up next to him.

Suddenly, the guilt came back. He was there thanks to a lie you'd told him, he would've probably stayed too even if you were not sick, which only confirmed that lie of yours was completely unnecessary.

You were scared to tell him the truth, but you were just starting your relationship, and lying wasn't the best way to do so. You would have to come clean soon before he found out himself and thought you were hiding it for the wrong reason.

"Are you awake already?" you heard him mumble with a husky voice you found incredibly attractive.

"Mhum" you hummed looking at him, his smile was even wider now.

"Are you feeling any better" he asked caressing your cheek with his thumb. You nooded.  

"I am now" you placed your hand on his chest.

"I'm glad to hear that" he kissed the top of your head and you thought it was now or never.

"Chang... I need to tell you something" you said letting go a deep sigh.

"I'm listening"

You sat in bed and he did the same.

"I... I haven't been completely honest with you" you confessed.

"What do you mean?" he asked confused.

You didn't know where to start, you were scared he would get mad at you for hiding this kind of things from him.

"Remember when we first met?" you questioned him and he opened his eyes widely in surprise.

"Wow, it goes that back?" he giggled. "Of course I remember, how could I forget that? You almost killed me" he joked.

"You asked me why I didn't just grabbed a different brand of cookies I could actually reach" you ignored his joke, this was no time to laugh and he would understand that soon.

"You said you liked challenges"

"I lied..." you looked away ashamed.

"Come on, jagi, just give it to me" Jinho pouted while you couldn't stop laughing.

"Just try once more and if you don't make it, I'll help you out. I promise" you said gasping for air.

He jumped for the millionth time trying to reach the highest part of the shelf where the Oreo package was. You were tall enough to reach it yourself if you stood on the tip of your toes, but you always had a good time teasing your boyfriend for being shorter than you.

As expected he couldn't make it so you did it for him.

"You love this, don't you?" Jinho said shaking his head I'm disapproval.

"You know me too well" you answered chuckling and he stopped you from walking to the cashier to put his hands on the small of your back and pulling you closer to kiss your lips while you kept smiling in between.

"I still love you" he whispered and you felt like dying.

Everytime Jinho kissed you, felt as good and passionate as the first time. Although it had been more than two years since then, everyday, you seemed to love each other even more. He was your everything and you were his.

You went back to your place. Today was one of those days. You loved it when he stood over at your place because there were no distractions, no piano, no guitar, no impulse of him practicing anything. It was just the two of you enjoying each other’s company.

“Okay, go to your room I’ll warm up some milk” he kissed your forehead and handed you the Oreo package.

You did as he said and got under the blankets waiting for him to comeback. He was taking long so you opened the package and started eating a couple of the chocolate cookies. Suddenly, you saw him walking into the room with a little tray with two glasses full of warm milk.

“Hey! Why didn’t you wait for me?” he whined and sat next to you placing his arm on your shoulder and you rested your head on his.

“I was hungry and I thought you had fallen asleep on the kitchen” you said with your mouth full still chewing the Oreos.

“What if you had eaten them all by the time I got here, huh?” he smiled with his eyes filled with love.

“Well… Then you could’ve just eat some crackers I have in the cupboard” you chuckled, you knew he hated crackers almost as much as you did, and maybe that was why those crackers were still there.

“How dare you? You know Oreos are the official cookies of our relationship. Eating crackers or any other brand instead would be such a downgrade” he said.

“True that” you said, and he started eating along with you. “Can I have some milk?” you asked  stretching your arm to reach the glass.

“No!” he said all of sudden and you startled.

“What? Why not?!” you asked in shock because of his reaction.

“Mmmmm… Because… because you are laying down, you might choke” he said hesitatingly trying to stop you from taking it.

“I’m not a baby, Jinho. I’m not choking, what even?” you tried to escape from his embrace but he was still stronger than you.

“You are my baby” he giggled and started tickling you.

“If there’s a baby on this relationship that’s you, you are like 1.30m” you replied laughing so hard it was starting to hurt. “Please stop” you begged.

“I’m 1.68m, now don’t you think I’m gonna stop after that comment, that was mean” he whined and tickled you even more.

“I’m sorry… I tak-... I take it back!” you kept laughing your lungs out. He didn’t seem ready to stop anytime soon so you made a huge effort to jump out at him and crushed his lips with yours. Then he did stop tickling you and concentrated in kissing you back.

“Wow, I wasn’t expecting that, but don’t misunderstand me, I’m not complaining” he muttered after you stopped.

“I know, that’s why I did it” you replied and hurried to get the glass of milk. You were surprised when you felt the cold sensation against your skin. “What the hell, Jo Jinho?! This is cold like the freaking North Pole” you laughed and he scratched his head nervously. “Then what on Earth took you so long? Did you really fall asleep there?” you questioned him.

“I was… thinking” he said looking down shyly.

“Thinking about what?” you said scared to see that look on his face.

“Well… I’ve been thinking for so long about this but everytime I think I have the right words, they just fade away and I-” you couldn’t let him finish.

“Are you going to break up with me?” you gasped and your eyes started itching, you were going to cry. Was it possible? Everything seemed perfect between the two of you. Why would he want to break up with you.

“God, no! Don’t you dare to say that!” he scolded you and you felt so relieved you couldn’t even explain. “Y/N, why would I take you out of my life? The best part of me is you, you know? Every single part of me is in love with every single part of you. I love everything about you, even the things I don’t” he giggled and kept talking “I’ve been thinking that no matter what I picture in the future, you are always there next to me. Everything’s better when you are with me, even those tasteless crackers on your cupboard” he stopped to look at you, you were indeed crying but it wasn’t for the reason you had first thought. He dried your tears with his thumb. “I want to spend my life with you, Y/N. But I can’t put into words how much I love you. No matter how I try to say it, it’s never enough” he said and you put your finger on his lips.

“That was more than enough” you smiled between your tears.

“So… would you marry me? I wanted to wait and tell you at the right time or the right place, but I just couldn’t wait any longer” he asked offering you an Oreo instead of a ring.

“I’m glad you didn’t” you took the Oreo and gave it a bite. “And yes, I do wanna marry you” you answered and even though you were still crying he kissed you, and you had never felt your lips fit that perfectly before.

“I used to only buy Oreos because they remind me of someone I loved” you finally let out. He opened his mouth to say something, but no sound came out of his mouth.

“Well… It’s okay” he said after a while “We had just met by then, you didn’t need to tell me that. I was a total stranger. That’s not the kind of things you tell someone you barely know just like that, I guess” he smiled at you and pecked your lips.

You felt even more guilty because he didn’t know what the real big lie was yet.

“That’s not it…” you said “That guy who plays the piano at the restaurant… We do know each other” you said, still not ready to say the rest of it.

“Oh, where do you know him from?” he asked curious.

“He was my boyfriend… We… we were engaged” it felt so much better telling him the truth but the feeling vanished when you saw his face pale.

“Engaged?” he repeated “Wow… I… I didn’t see that coming” he managed to say still in shock, his whole body tense.

“I’m really sorry” you mumbled too ashamed to say it any louder.

“So… that someone he was talking about when he mentioned the dress was you?”he deduced and you nodded. “And he is the same guy of the Oreos, right?” you nodded once more.

“Changgu, for real I’m so sorry. I should’ve told you back then but I panicked. I really like you and I didn’t want it to get in our way, I don’t want you to-”

“Do you still love him?” he asked before you could even explain yourself.

“What?” you said surprised for his sudden question.

“I just want you to be pretty honest on this one. Do you still love him?” he inquired again, he didn’t sound upset or jealous, he was asking like it was something as normal as asking about the weather.

“I… I used to. Not anymore. I mean… not in the same way I did before” you answered. It was true, you didn’t feel about him the same way now. You were pretty committed with this new relationship with Changgu, you were willing to give him your all, but there were just some things that couldn’t be forgotten.  

“Do you think he would make things different between us?” he questioned you again.

“No, not at all. I already told you, I really like you, and no matter how much I loved him, that’s in the past. I’m moving on already and I have no intentions to go back. I wasn’t kidding when I told you I do wanted to be your girlfriend” you assured him. Something still hurt you deep inside when you thought about Jinho, but you were not going to let that get in the way of your new relationship.

"Okay, then. If you say he's in the past and so are your feelings for him, I think we don't have to worry about him, right?" he said pulling you closer.

"Right" you answered.

You were surprised with his mature and comprehensive reaction, he was definitely a keeper.

"We can still try other kind of cookies though" he smirked bringing his tease self back.

"We sure can" you giggled and hugged him tight.

"What about pop tarts?" he said analyzing that option like it was some kind of do or die issue.

"Sounds like a plan" you said and came closer to him to plant a kiss on his lips.

"What was that for?" he smiled in satisfaction.

"That was a 'thank you for understanding', I mean it" you said.

"It's okay, really. It's not a sin to have been in a relationship before, I have too..." he smirked.

"Of course you have. I mean, look at you" you pinched his cheek.

"I know right? All a girl could ask for" he said pretending superiority.

"Sure... All that plus a high extra dose of sarcasm and no chill, who could say no?" you teased him.

"What can I say? I'm a hit"

“Probably, but… have you been engaged?” the words slipped out of your mouth and it was too late to take them back.

“That was crossing the line” he said standing up ready to leave the bed.

“Hey, I’m sorry, I was just-” you tried to make things right until you heard him burst in laughter. Now you were confused.

“Come on, Minimarket, do you really think I would get mad because of that. I just wanted to see your face once more. You look lovely when you pout” he ruffled your hair with his hand still laughing and you looked at him with narrowed eyes.

“I hate you” you complained.

“I can bet you don’t. Come on, I’ll make you breakfast but I need to know where everything is, so I don’t make a mess in your kitchen” he held your hand and got you out of bed.

When you were at the bedroom door you heard your phone ringing.

“You go, I’ll be there in a minute” you said walking back to the nightstand, but your phone stopped ringing right when you had it in your hands.

You checked the missed calls and almost choke when you saw Jinho’s phone number. You didn’t have him in your contacts anymore, but after all those times you dialed his number you already knew it by heart.

You deleted the call of your records and left your phone there, ready to meet your boyfriend in the kitchen with no distractions, especially not Jinho.

It had been four months since Changgu and you became an official couple, and so far so great. He was literally everything you could ask for. Now that you knew what he did for living and where he worked you escaped a couple of minutes from work to surprise him at lunch or just to see him for a while, even when he scolded you for doing it.

He always tried to make your life easier. He woke up in the mornings way earlier than he should to drive you to work and he would pick you up when you were done.

You usually went on casual dates because even when he had the money for something more fancy, you two really enjoyed doing stuff where the most important thing was just being with each other. Besides, he was always so loud it was like a punishment for him to be at fancy and quiet places. He liked to be Yeo Changgu, not some CEO's son who had to dress formally all the time and do his best to be perfect for the others, and that was something he could do when he was with you, be his true self.

Even then, he did love giving you gifts with no specific reason,  just because. Every month he gave you a sunflower, it was your thing. But he could easily just pass by your work and leave you a tiny box with nice earrings, or a new cd of your favorite group, or pick you up to go shopping.

You'd stayed at his place a couple of times. It was a huge penthouse near to the building where he worked, but he usually rathered staying at your place because he found it more private and intimate, not to mention it was closer to the minimarket when you first met, and he loved going there to buy pop tarts for a movie night full of laughter and cuddles with you.

Today was one of those days.

"Minimarket! You can't leave me here. I wanna go with you" he whined after coughing his lungs out.

You walked to your bed and held his hand.

"It's raining outside, you'll get even worse than you already are. And I'm not in for cleaning dead bodies out of my bed in my day off" you teased him as usual.

"But who is gonna drive you, I don't want my car to get damaged with your lame driving skills" he pulled you closer to him when you tried to leave.

"If they are as lame as my kissing skills I think your car is more than safe" you leaned in to kiss him and he finally let go of your hand to place his on your cheeks and the back of your neck.

"Please don't take long, then" he smiled right after you stopped the kiss. You nodded and took his car keys to go to for those pop tarts and be back as soon as possible to take care of your boyfriend.

Once at the minimarket, you looked for the famous cookies you went to get, and noticed that they coincidentally right next to the Oreo ones. You shook your head to block the memories to attack you and took the package as soon as you could.

"No more Oreos, I see" a familiar voice made your heart ache. You couldn't even look at him, or move, you were frozen even when all you wanted to do was going back home with Changgu.

"So..." Jinho cleared his throat "You've been ignoring my calls" he said with a bitter expression on his face.

It took you a while to get the strength to answer him.

"I... I don't think there's anything we have to talk about" your voice was shaking but there was nothing you could do to make it stop.

"I think there is, Y/N" hearing him saying your name after so long really got to you. "You told the guy you didn't know me" he muttered hurt. Your heart was racing and your eyes were itching with tears that wanted to come out.

"Jinho..." you started, you didn't know how to ask him to leave you alone so you could live your life. "That's in the past. Us, we are in the past. I'm moving on now" you managed to say.

"You won't ever be able to move on like this, Y/N" he kept distant, he didn't reach for your hand or place his on your shoulder like he used to when you were together.

"Jinho, if you want us to get back tog-"

"That's not it" he interrupted . "I'm still in love with you, Y/N, as much as before, maybe even more. And there's nothing I would like more than having you back in my life, but I would never ask you such a thing. I can't. Not after what I did to you"

“Jagi, I’m home” Jinho said as soon as he walked through the door.

By home he meant his apartment, of course. After all these years you hadn’t moved in together. He’d asked you to lots of times but you always came up with any stupid excuse not to do it.

It wasn’t that you didn’t really want to. There was nothing in this world you’d like more than waking up next to him everyday, but moving in with him meant moving in with his god damn piano which meant less time for the both of you. You were in some kind of weird threesome with it, and as much as you loved his talent to play that thing and those nights he’d stayed up playing and singing you felt something was off.

You tried to convince yourself it was normal, the fact he worked so hard on it, even when you were with him. He was passionate, and that was one of the million things you loved the most about him, but you couldn’t help but have the feeling that he was more engaged to music than he was to you.

That was probably why you’d been crying non-stop when you got a letter for him from The Juilliard School in New York. You didn’t need to open it to know he had been accepted, he had a gift for music you were sure they wouldn’t let go just like that. You knew what was about to happen. You dried your tears with the back of your hand before he could see you like this.

“How was your day?” you asked when he hugged you, and you felt as comfortable as ever in his arms.

“Same as usual. ‘You are really good, but we have no vacancies’. I missed you a lot” he pecked you.

You hesitated for a second about if you should give him the letter or not, and almost killed yourself for even thinking of hiding it from him. “He loves me, this won’t change anything”, you repeated in your head over and over again to get the strength to do what you had to do.

“Um… Jinho?” you said with no clue about how to say it, even when it seemed so simple. He hummed to let you know he was listening. “This came a couple of hours ago…” you took the letter out of your pocket and handed it to him. His eyes widened when he saw the Juilliard stamp on the envelope, and you felt such a bittersweet sensation in your heart. “Come on, open it!” you hurried him up ignoring the lump in your throat.

He did as you said and started reading the letter. You saw his eyes moving in excitement from one side of the paper to the other as fast as if it was some kind of reading race.

“I passed? I passed!” he said not able to believe it yet.

“Of course you did, silly! I told you you would. They would be incredibly dumb if they threw all your talent to waste. Congratulations, love” you put your arms around his neck and kissed him.

“Are you crying?” he let go of you and removed your tears with his thumbs. You didn’t know how it happened. You were trying to stay strong. Apparently you didn’t try hard enough.

“I’m just really happy for you. You deserve this more than anyone” you held him tight.

“Thank you. I wouldn’t have done it without you” he replied holding you even tighter than before. “But I’m afraid that’s not the only reason why you’re crying, am I wrong?” he asked. You sighed before answering, you didn’t want to sound selfish.

“Please don’t get me wrong. I couldn’t be more proud of you, I know how hard you’ve worked for this. It’s just that… it’s on the other side of the world and…” you started but you burst into tears again.

“Come with me” he said without a second thought and you smiled bitterly.

“You know I can’t do that” you replied immediately shaking your head.

“You can try” he pleaded.

“I can’t, Jinho. You know I love you more than anything, but I don’t even have my citizenship here yet. I can’t leave the country, and I can’t give up the life I’ve built here just like that” you explained and his whole expression changed he looked hurt and angry.

“You truly can. You are just not committed enough to this relationship” his words pierced your heart like a dagger.

“How dare you?!” you said trying to overcome the huge pressure in your chest “How dare you to talk about commitment to me, Jo Jinho?! How do you call all the sleepless nights I stood awake with you when you were composing stuff, or all the birthdays and anniversaries that we stood over because you wanted to play the piano instead of going out or having a nice meal as any normal couple? How do you call all those times I escaped from work to support you at every single audition you had, despite I knew if I got caught I would probably lose my job? How do you call the fact I have to share you with a freaking musical instrument because it looks like you love it more than you love me? If that ain’t commitment I don’t know what kind of definition you have for that word” your face was now wet but you wouldn’t bother to dry it off. It would make no difference.

He was shocked. Of course he had only said those harsh words to you because he wanted you to go with him more than anything, but the damage was already done. He had never thought about it until now. You were right about everything, he had made of his passion for music his first priority even when he had your right beside him always loving and supporting him.

“Y/N, I…” he started, but you cut him off.

“I don’t wanna hear it. I heard enough. Good luck in Juilliard, Jinho. I still wish you the best” you said with the saddest look in your eyes, not to mention anger. You walked out of the door with deepest pain you’d ever felt in your life, and you were pretty sure it would probably take too long to go away.

"I saw the way you looked at me back in the restaurant, and the way you're looking at me now. It’s the same look you gave me back then when you left me, full of anger and pain. And I know it's gonna be so hard for you to move on if you keep carrying that weight on your shoulders" he said firmly.

He was right, though. You hadn't really been free from your past with him because it still hurt anytime you thought about it, no matter how happy you were now. You weren't over it despite how much you kept saying to yourself you were.

"I swear I'm not trying to get back with you, although that's all I dream about every night. I'm just here to ask for forgiveness, and I don't even want it for myself. I want it so you can finally let all this go and be happy, because you deserve it" this time you couldn't help but crying, tears were streaming down your face against your will.

"I'm sorry about everything, Y/N. I really am. You have no idea. I'm sorry for not putting you first, I'm sorry for not realizing that with you I had all I needed and more. I'm sorry for not showing you enough how much I loved you, because I did love you a lot, more than words can explain. I'm sorry for letting you go, I shouldn't have. But if there's someone who should be suffering for all this, that's me, not you" he finally said and covered his face with his hands in shame.

You felt like that weight you'd been carrying all this time started vanishing away slowly with every single apology Jinho said. That was all you'd been needing to hear to end with the pain.

You uncovered his face and dared to hug him, you were still crying but you didn't care at all. He startled when he felt your arms around him, something he thought he would never experience again.

"Thank you" that's all you said while hugging him.

"Does he take good care of you? Does he do everything I should've done when I was with you?" he asked out of nowhere without letting go of your embrace.

You simply nodded, any other details would probably hurt him, and you didn't want that.

"Does he make you happy?" he finally questioned you.

"Very happy" you answered.

"Then I wish you both the best" he said kissing your cheek and walking away, with a heartbreaking pain on his chest but the relief to know you were with someone who cared about you as much as he did.

You came back home feeling you had really healed yourself, feeling this way you hadn't felt before. You lay next to Changgu and without saying a word you pressed your lips against his. It was like you could fully feel him now. There was no guilt anymore, it was only him. He deepened the kiss and you let yourself drawn in the moment and detail every part of him. It was like if a door that had been closed had finally opened and you were discovering a whole new world of feelings and sensations now.

When you finally let go gasping for air, you looked at him. He was staring at you with the sweetest look and the nicest smile.

"What took you so long" he inquired caressing your cheek with his thumb.

"I was burying a little part of my past" you said holding his hand.

"How did it go?" he asked.

"Great. I discovered something in the process" you admitted.

"Really? What is it?" he looked into your eyes, and you were glad he did because that way he'd know it was true.

"I love you" you confessed to him and his smile became even wider.

"It seems like we have something in common, then" he smirked and pulled you closer to kiss you again, but this time he was on the top of you.

Holy shit this was long af. I hope you liked it, this is my first Pentagon thing ever so I cried a lot while writing it bc I love Jinho! But anyways... that’s life. Thanks to @withnosuchgrace for reading this in the middle of the process, giving me feedback and suffering with me through it.

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