#i really do feel fucking seen. like actually jokes completely aside thank you lower decks and thank you andy and sid. everyone came togethe

[codenameregnar]

Not to be too gushy and take silly gay aliens too seriously, but the fact that I get to type the phrase 'canon Garashir' is so powerful. Especially after decades of two very clearly queer characters being denied their personhood and forced to fit into a heteronormative mold that was so clearly ill fitting, all for the sake of the comfort of bigots. It's such a win and it is more gratifying than I can put to words. And the fact that they're allowed to be happy and comfortable and get to contribute in such meaningful ways withing their lives. It really does feel like every queer and neuro-divergent person who ever saw themselves in such rich and complex characters is now getting told "We really do see all of you. And you deserve a happy ending too."

[anotheronechicagobog]

Jay Halstead x Reader

The Return

Written by @anotheronechicagobog

Warnings: swearing, pregnancy, birth, medical jargon that may not be accurate, Erin Lindsay bashing

Meeting detective Hailey Upton had been more nerve wracking than meeting Jay’s brother Will. He and Hailey were just closer, they had the same job, saw the same things, and had an irreplaceable trusting bond. You never, at any point felt threatened or worried by her presence or relationship with Jay. It was because of their bond that you were nervous, it was important for her to give you the stamp of approval.

You’d all met up at a nice family owned Italian restaurant. You’d all talked about movies, the blackhawks, and food before finally coming to a crucial topic; work. You were an OR nurse at MED while putting yourself through med school, you’d seen and operated on enough cops to know what you were getting into. It could happen at any point, it could easily go south, and you would not be alone in the waiting room if it happened. Miraculously you passed with flying colours, becoming good friends with her.

After that you met the rest of the team when they all went to Adam and Kim’s place to watch the cubs game. Kim was glowing, pregnancy going well aside from her vicious morning sickness, and she took to liking you as well when you made sure she got to eat first. Adam, Kevin, and yourself bonded over your love of puns and bad jokes. Vanessa and Antonio started speaking in rapid Spanish with you, creating a quick and lovable bond. Hank just shook your hand and nodded at you, you weren’t sure what that meant but Antonio assured you it was a good thing.

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You were putting the finishing touches on your ensemble for the CPD Chief’s gala when Jay appeared behind you. “Hey hon, are you ready to- holy fuck you’re gorgeous.”

“Thank you Jay. You look handsome.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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You made your way to Vanessa who was talking with Kevin with a distressed look on her face. “Hey! What’s wrong? We’re at a party with an open bar, what’s with the long face?”

“Uh....... Nothing? You know what, let’s find Hailey. And bug her about Dr Bekker.” You already suspected something was off but knew for sure when you felt Jay go completely rigid. “Jay?” You’d turned to look at him and he was completely pale, looking like he was seeing a nightmare. You followed his eyes to a gorgeous woman standing next to Hank and arguing with Kim in a sleek black dress. “What is she doing here? Why is she here?”

“Who? Who is she Jay?” Kevin and Adam came up to try and support Jay, move him into a chair. The lost and betrayed look in his eyes made it all click in place for you. “Erin.” It was as if she heard you from across the room, she turned and looked at Jay before meeting your eyes with a guarded look.

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You were all seated at the same table and it was fucking awkward. Jay had his arm or hand on or around you the whole time. Erin was clenching her jaw and looked like there should’ve been steam coming out of her ears. Food was served and speeches were made and it was clear that Erin was still unhappy. Despite the fact that she was seated across from him, Jay refused to look her in the eye. It wasn’t nerves, those had worn off, he was pissed. And rightfully so. Voight invited her as his plus one. He didn’t tell anybody, didn’t warn anybody. Everyone was exchanging funny stories, barring Jay, Erin, and Voight. Jay wasn’t opening his mouth except to eat, Voight was glared into silence, and Erin was always cut off by Kim or Hailey.

“So, Y/N/N, any funny patient stories for us?” Erin perked up at Adam’s question. “Oh, you’re a doctor?”

“No, I’m an OR nurse at Chicago med.”

“Hmph. Not smart enough to be a doctor, then?”

“I just couldn’t afford medical school at the time I went to university. I managed to save up enough and get enough scholarship money to start medical school and stuff a few years ago. So now I’m working part time in the OR and I finish medical school this year. As long as I do well, I’ll get a placement for my residency in three months.”

“Oh.”

“So, to answer Adam’s question, last week we had to surgically remove a brand-new toilet brush that a man had shoved so far up his own anus, that it looked like he had a bunny tail.” Kevin choked on his water for a moment before spitting it out all over the centrepiece flowers. “Hahaha, oh my god! Are you serious?!”

“Unfortunately.”

Erin’s bitter voice broke through the hyena-like laughter of the rest of the table. “Saying the word ‘anus’ is a bit uncouth don’t you think?” Kim stared at her, regarding her in disbelief as she mouthed the word ‘uncouth’.

“Not particularly, no, considering it is the medical term for that part of the body and part of the name of a planet.” You shrugged her comment and mood off. It was pretty damn clear why she was behaving like a bratty spoiled child, and it said a lot more about her than it did about you. Besides, it felt like it would be a complete waste of energy to entertain her need for a verbal martial arts battle. She just wasn’t worth it.

“She’s got a point, besides Lindsay, if you make what she says dirty that’s really on you and not her.” Jay shrugged and kiss the top of your forehead.

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You were encompassed in the warmth of Jay. Low jazz was playing through the speakers as the two of you swayed softly, your head on his chest soothed by his steady heartbeat. At some point Jay had started to hum along to the music and you felt all the stress and anxiety buried deep inside of you just melt away. Nothing but you and the man you love existed. You were in your own glowing golden bubble of warmth and love.

You moved your head up and kissed him on the side of the mouth, humming along with him. He spun you around, tugging a joyous laugh from you throat before tugging you back and leaning his forehead against yours. You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, his around your lower back. Your noses moved around one another as your dancing slowed to a stop. It didn’t matter that you lived together, or that you’d been dating for four years, your heart was beating faster than it had the first time you kissed Jay. Suddenly your bubble had burst, you screamed and jumped away from Jay when you felt cold and wet all over your exposed back. The warmth was gone, replaced by a pitcher of ice and water that had been dumped on you courtesy of one Erin Lindsay.

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The floral smelling bath bomb you’d decided to finally use was just the thing to treat yourself to after your boyfriend’s ex decided to dump ice water on you at a public and major gala right before being called into an emergency at work. While your boyfriend had jumped into action, moving you towards the bathroom to dry up and offering his coat, your newly-made friends jumped to help you and defend you. A very angry and very pregnant Kim escorted you to her car with her husband while Voight made Jay and Erin ‘have a talk’. The only person who didn’t scowl at that news was Erin. Adam kept looking at you and asking if you were okay in the rear view mirror. “Adam, I’m okay. Annoyed, fuck yes, but I’m okay. And I know Jay will be too. I’m not worried.”

“You’re not? Even with their history?”

“No, I’m not worried. We talked about her when we started getting serious actually. She was an incredibly important person in his life, and she turned into a very vicious skeleton in the closet. I’ve got my own skeletons, too, everyone does. I know that he was hurt. Little shocked when he saw her at first, but Jay didn’t talk about everything that happened with her in depth with anyone but me. So I know what’s going on in his head, and I have a pretty good idea of what he’s going to say to her.”

You’d only been home (and dry) for half an hour before you got an ‘all hands on deck’ page from MED. Hastily pulling yourself together and running the three blocks between your apartment and the hospital. There had been a collision which caused several others, leading you to the OR for back to back surgeries for a total of fifteen hours. You’d been dismissed with the promise of forty eight hours off and an impressed nod from your boss.

You’d missed Jay because he’d had to go into work but smiled at the loving note he’d left on the fridge, along with a container of your favourite take out. Your heart absolutely soared at the thought of him.

Stepping out of the tub you patted yourself dry and dressed in soft shorts and sweater. Padding down to the kitchen, excitement at the thought of food bubbling up. The smell of your favourite take out wafted out of the container as you moved it onto a plate. Exhaustion was creeping up and taking hold of you as you shovelled food into your mouth. You welcomed the exhaustion and went to bed, leaving your dirty plate in the kitchen, something you wouldn’t normally do.

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When Jay returned to your shared apartment well into the evening you could tell that he was worn out. “Tough case?”

“No, actually. It was pretty straight forward, it’s just that Erin kept trying to call me. Since we were in the middle of a case Voight wouldn’t let her up but she kept calling me and Voight kept giving me these looks... I’m just glad that the case is shut, the day is over, and that I got to come home to you.” He gave you a peck on the lips, you could feel the soft smile that he had. “Dinner’s almost ready, would you mind setting the table?”

“Not at all.” You sat across from him at the small table pushed to the side of your kitchen, really looking at him. He looked tired, weighed down, but the tension gripping his body did seem to be lessening the more he was home, the more he ate, and the more he spoke. His eyes were light and happy, truthfully he looked a bit like a puppy. “I have time off tomorrow. Would you want to head up to the cabin?”

“Just for the day?”

“I know that it would be a lot of driving just for a day trip, but yeah.”

“Just to get out of the city for a bit?”

“Exactly.”

“You know it’s not that late, if we left now we could be there in a couple of hours, pick up some groceries on the way, we won’t need much. Wake up there, drive back in the evening.”

“Have I ever told you how much I love you?”

“On a regular basis. And I love you too, so, so much.”

“How about you pack the necessities and I’ll clean up the kitchen?”

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You and Jay were on the road in forty minutes, just leaving Chicago as dusk started to dissolve into night. Jay’s secret country playlist was winding its was out of the speakers, the silence between the two of you was peaceful. The cooler bag filled with quick meals and leftovers Jay whipped together, removing the need for a grocery store. The coolness of the night encompassed you both, and the further you got from Chicago the heavier your eyelids got. A deep chuckle left your boyfriends throat. “Get some sleep, I’ll wake you up when we get there.”

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Jay Halstead was a dirty liar. He didn’t wake you up when he got to the cabin, instead he went in ahead to put the power and water on, put away the food, changed the sheets, dusted quickly, and then carried you in and put you in bed. And when you woke up and realized what he did, he even put on your pajamas for you, all he could do was kiss your nose and tell you how adorable you were when you pouted. Leftover stir fry was breakfast for the both of you. You were miffed that he did everything alone last night, and in the back of your mind you knew it was because he felt guilty about Erin showing up, but you couldn’t be mad at him. Not when he’d made your favourite food while you were packing last night. “Are you wanting to fish at all today or just swim?”

“Just swim around, we’ve missed the part of the morning that’s best for fishing and honestly I’m not really in the mood for it, unless you want to fish. I can take the boat over to the marina and pick up some bait if you want.”

“I’m okay for today too, Jay. But I think it would be nice to take the boat over to the marina and get ice cream before we leave.”

“Ooh, yes. I’ll go check to see how much fuel we have for the boat.”

“Okay, I’ll meet you out on the dock in a minute, I’m just gonna deal with the dishes.”

“That’s a funny expression, ‘deal with the dishes’ you sound like your going to ground them for throwing a baseball through a window or something.”

“Haha, I guess it does.”

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The bottom of the lake was brown, a result of the rocky bottom, but it didn’t matter that it didn’t look like the perfect insta post. It was fresh, and clean, and stunning, even with the mosquitos the size of a dog. And that’s how the morning was spent, swimming around the lake and laughing, enjoying the lighter air and the refreshing feeling from swimming around underwater amongst the algae and skittish fish. Carefree joy was a good look on Jay. The image of him throwing his head back as he tread water with the lake glistening around him, the sun enhancing the beauty of all the trees, plants, and cabin on the shore far back behind him as birds called out to each other was one that captivated you. “What?” His shoulders were sagging back to their regular position and Jay tilted his head slightly at you. You swam a few strokes closer and kissed him. As deeply as you could while both of you were treading water in the middle of a lake. Your legs kicked each other’s as you worked to stay afloat without your arms. You gripped onto each other, just reveling in the love you both shared. It didn’t last long unfortunately, because neither of you could tread water entangled in another persons limbs and without your arms. “Have I told you how much I love you?”

“On a regular basis. And I love you too. So, so much.”

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Lunch had been absolutely delicious. What could be better than your favourite food, with your favourite person, in your favourite vacation spot, after a breathtaking kiss in the middle of a lake? Absolutely nothing. That’s what. What made the day even better was Jay taking you both over to the marina in the boat to get locally made ice cream. “Halstead, it’s good to see you again.”

“You too, Martin.”

“And who’s the lady you’ve brought with you?”

“This is Y/N, my girlfriend. How have you been? I didn’t see you the last couple of times i was here.”

“I was retired in Florida. Didn’t like the heat though, so I came back. I’m living in the old O’Reilly property, they needed something bigger cause it’s only one bedroom, but it’s perfect for a retiree like me.”

“So you’re back to micromanaging Josie?”

“No, she’s run this place better than I ever did, it’s in the best possible hands. What are you guys here for? It’s too late in the day for bait.”

“Ice cream, we’re driving back to Chicago tonight cause we both have to work tomorrow.”

“Shame, how long have you guys been up here for?”

“Oh, just today, we drove up last night. Just needed a break from the city, you know?”

“I do. Well I don’t want to keep the two of you from ice cream, but you’ll have to give me a holler the next time you or Will are up here, we’ll have dinner or something.”

”Definitely. I'll see you around.”

”And you should come too, Y/N, I have plenty of stories about your boy from when he was wee.”

”Oh, well, I would not miss that for anything.”

”What? No, come on, you don't want to listen to embarrassing stories about me.”

”I really, really do.”

”They have mint chip.”

”One day, I will hear those stories. One day.”

”I like you already, Y/N.”

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You were a little sad to leave the cabin, even though you'd only really been there for 24 hours. It had been a nice escape of reality, and Josie had been more teasing than her father. As you packed the rest of the bags in the car, there had only been three in total, really, you let out a bit of a sigh. The crickets we're playing a concert and the dreaded mosquito dogs had come out to hunt, but the aura was something you'd miss, even though you and Jay could come back.

The car ride back was filled with soft rock this time, and you felt yourself mouthing along to the songs.

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You were both a bit groggy the next day but it wasn't anything either of you couldn't handle. You arrived to your shift relaxed and we'll rested. ”Good morning Y/L/N. You look well rested, I take it the 48 treated you and Jay well?”

”Yeah, it did.” Your bubbly mood was it short though, when Dr. Bekker stormed into the prep room, clearly angry. “Well I should hope so, considering the rest of us had to pay for it.”

“What? There are other OR nurses, and I didn’t think either of you were scheduled for that time either.”

“No, it we did go to Molly’s. And do you know who else went to Molly’s?”

“Ava-“

“Erin Lindsay.”

“Oh no.”

“Damn right. She spent hours pulling on people’s arms and shouting about how you’re a whore-“

“Excuse me?!”

“Ava, really-“

“Okay!” She stopped her ranting for a moment. She leaned on the metal basin, completely ignore the suds on her arms and that she’d have to wash them again. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t speak to you like that. It not your fault and you’re not a whore, no woman is. I just- it was the first time Hailey and I have been to Molly’s together since we started dating and your boyfriend’s cow of an ex had to ruin it.”

“I’m sorry, Ava. I- it’s not my place to handle her or anything. She’s not my ex.”

“No, but she is Jay’s, and the reason she was unhappy at Molly’s is because Jay apparently told her that they’re never getting back together.”

“Yeah, she was screaming at everyone, mostly intelligence that Jay had to still love her and all that. She got pretty hammered, Voight had to be called in to take her home.”

“What do you think- they just rolled the patient in, time to get in there and repair his left ventricle.”

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Your day was long and so was Jay’s so you decided to eat out, at a great Thai place Jay had introduced you to. “Erin wants me to move to New York to be with her, I don’t want to and I’m not going to, I just figured I should let you know.”

“Okay... I have to be honest Jay, I don’t know what to make of any of this.”

“Erin just got out of a bad relationship and I guess she remembered the good times we had together, and forgot that we had more bad times. It was both of our faults really. We both lied, and omitted, and kept things from each other. Our relationship wasn’t healthy, and it took me a long time and therapy to realize that. I don’t have anything against her and I wish her well, but I don’t feel the need to have her as a significant person in my life anymore, or be one in hers. I think that our story ended four years ago and that she’s just in a bad place right now, like I was when I dated Camila.”

“Okay. That doesn’t make her behaviour okay-“

“Oh absolutely not-“

“But I get it. I’ve been in that place too, so I get it.”

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Erin wasn’t as ready to let go of the subject as Jay, apparently. Voight remained quiet on the subject, something that infuriated you because he brought Erin back into everyone’s lives with no notice and no concern for their well being. Kim was still mad, so angry that she had banned Erin from meeting her newborn baby. “I deliberately never said a word about you to her all this time bec- ahhhhhhhhh.”

“Okay, Kim, I get it. You were a good friend and didn’t tell her anything about my life since she left because you knew I wouldn’t want her to know, it seriously, please stop focusing on an unnecessary apology to me when you should be focused on breathing until we get to the hospital.”

“Adam will meet us there?”

“Yes.”

“You promise you’re not ma-aaaaaaaaaaaaadddddd!!!”

“I promise, you never did anything wrong. Okay we’re here.”

“I can’t believe you’re having a baby with ruzek. He’s kindof annoying-“

“KEV! Let’s focus on getting Kim out of my truck and into the hospital so that she can have her baby in a sterilized environment, okay?”

“Right, let’s go girl.”

Kim hadn’t needed to worry about epidural as it turned out, the baby went into distress almost immediately after she passed through MED’s doors, causing her to go into distress, and resulting in her needing an emergency C-section. You weren’t part of the OR team for that surgery because of how close you were, it you knew everyone who was and knew she was in good hands. You had been put in charge of giving the anxious police officers updates.

“They just finished the surgery, it went amazing. Kim’s in recovery and they baby’s getting checked out as we speak. And, Adam didn’t faint. He did very well, actually cut the cord.” Grumbles filled the waiting room as money was passed to Hailey. “Come on guys, you really had that little faith in him?”

“No one will be able to see Kim or the baby until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest, but it might be longer. They both need time to recover.”

A few days later the waiting room was once again filled with police officers, this time some of their relatives were in attendance. You sat beside Jay, in regular clothes this time, waiting to be given the all clear to visit. You two were called over with Hailey and Ava, clutching a homemade blanket for the baby and a homemade meal for the parents. They were immensely grateful, Kim especially since she’d just been told that she could go back to non-hospital food. You were sitting on the recliner cradling baby Eliza, who was cooing in your arms when there were shouts and crashes in the hall. Everyone turned towards the door. The cops who hadn’t given birth less than a week ago, Hailey, Jay, and Adam, went into tactical mode, Kim stopped eating and took Eliza back, Ava grabbed the hospital phone to figure out what was going on, and you stood in between Kim and the door as the three cops made their way slowly into the hall. You’d locked the door after they left, peeking out of the small window. “I don’t see anything.”

“Erin.” You turned towards Kim, who just looked tired. “I talked to hospital security when she first got here, said that I didn’t want her to be able to see me. Or the baby. I just... I don’t trust her anymore. I spoke to her the day before she flew down here, I actually asked if she was ever coming back to visit. She said ‘no’. And then she just showed up at the gala... I feel pretty betrayed by her, honestly. She never initiates contact. Ever, it always falls on me. She’s spent years trying to get me to say something about Jay every once in a while, but I’ve always just said that she left him, you know? She left and didn’t say good bye or call or text so she doesn’t have any right to know anything about him now. And she’s been acting like a spoiled brat, you know she’s used the excuse of hanging out with me to try and get information about you and your relationship. I don’t feel like I’m her friend anymore. I feel like I’m her tool. And I just had a baby, a tiny human who relies on me, I don’t have time for toxic friends who make me feel like that. So I told her not to come and for security not to let her in.”

“Do you feel a bit better now that you’ve said all that out loud and to someone who isn’t Adam?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Okay, well, if you don’t want to see her, you don’t have to. Don’t worry.”

“Thanks.”

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Erin had burned pretty much every bridge she had in Chicago in the two weeks she was there. She lost a lot of people’s respect after the incident in the hospital. When it became clear that some of her once closest friends were done with her, people felt it was okay to voice their grievances. After being shunned at 51, MED, 21, Molly’s, and her mother’s house, she showed up at your and jay’s apartment. A last ditch attempt at... Something.

“Please Jay, I love you.”

“No Erin, you don’t. You haven’t even seen me in four years. You’re just in a bad place right now. Go back to New York, okay? Your life is there now.”

She’d been in tears when she left, ugly crying, her face blotchy and make up running, as horrifying sounds ripped out of her throat. Jay just looked sad as he called Voight to pick her up.

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TWO WEEKS LATER

You were in stitches beside Jay, trying to breathe while laughing so hard. “Seriously?!”

“Hey, I was seven!”

“And I was five! Just listening to my idiot older brother!”

“We couldn’t believe it, the two Halstead boys running across the marina docks completely naked, and covered in blue paint!”

“Hey, I thought it was funny, and I ended up a doctor Jay, and I’ve stitched you up a few times, I’m not so much of an idiot, huh? Nat, c’mon, it’s not that funny.”

“Yes it is!”

“Y/N.”

“What? It is!” Another round of laughter peeled out from you, Natalie, Owen, and Martin’s daughter Josie as Martin continued to make gestures. “It took us a good minute to round them up. Me and Miriam, mind you, Pat just sat in the boat. Your mom was laughing so hard by the time we caught you both.”

“Please tell us more stories, Martin. That was REALLY funny.”

“Owen! You want to hear more embarrassing stories about me?”

“They’re funny!”

“Alright, well you heard the little man, Martin, more stories.” Will and Jay sighed, tried to relax, and resigned themselves to their fate. Their girlfriends and surrogate son/nephew were going to hear every single embarrassing story that Martin had. Which was a lot considering he was their father’s childhood best friend, had spent most of their summers around him, and he had a memory like a steel trap. “Don’t worry Jay, I’ll still love you after this, I promise.”

[peach-mangos]

Jongdae’s Got a Date with a Vampire

☾ kim jongdae/kim minseok ☾ vampires/supernatural/fluff/getting together ☾ 1.3k ☾ can also read here

Jongdae takes a swig of whatever it is that’s in the red plastic cup he’s currently holding in his hands (curtesy of a tall and beautiful brunette in an impossibly tight black learher dress) and winces— fuck that’s strong he thinks. Wiping his lips with the back of his hand, he tosses the cup aside and looks at his surroundings.

He recognizes no one—not one single soul seems familiar to him and a twinge of panic bubbles in the pit of his stomach.

It’s been twenty minutes since he got there at most, you’d think he’d run into someone at least vaguely familiar by now. However, that wasn’t the case, and Jongdae was beginning to question his life choices.

Staring at his phone, Jongdae reads over Minseok’s text, an invite to a party and requesting to meet him near the fireplace of the very large living room. He pockets his phone, sighs and once again scans the room. It’s been thirty minutes since he’d sent Minseok a text to let him know he had arrived, but hadn’t gotten a reply thus far.

Just as he starts to debate getting the hell out of there—Minseok be damned—a tall blonde decked out in a dark suit with impossibly large ears siddles up next to him and grins.

“I’ve never seen you around one of these shindigs before, what’s your name?” he asks offering him another red plastic cup.

“I uh, thanks—hi, I’m Jongdae” he says taking the cup from the taller man with a small smile. “So are these shindigs as you so quaintly call them, happen often?”

“Nice to meet you Jongdae, I’m Chanyeol” the man offers him his hand to take and Jongdae politely shakes it. “And yeah, almost every other week really. Sometimes every week, depending on the occasion or how the hyungs are feeling” he explains draining his cup in one gulp.

“The hyungs?” Jongdae quizzes taking a sip from his cup.

“Minseok and Junmyeon hyung, they love to throw parties on a weekly. Perks of being undead I guess” Chanyeol muses.

“Undead?” Jongdae squeaks, “wait, did you say Minseok? You know Minseok?” he asks forgetting all about Chanyeol’s undead comment.

“Of course, everyone here does, don’t you?” Chanyeol questions now looking a bit panicked.

“No yeah, of course. He was the one who invited me here tonight, I just—is this his house?”

“Nah, this Junmyeon hyung’s cozy quarters. Minseok hyung prefers things more lowkey” Chanyeol laughs.

“I sure do, Junmyeon’s the one with the love for large, ancient and historical living quarters such as this one” Minseok chimes in from behind Jongdae.

Slightly startled, Jongdae whips around and stares at Minseok with wide eyes. He swallows thickly when he takes in his attire. Slicked black hair and a fitted black suit accompanied by a black velvet choker, his eyes beautifully painted with shimmery black shadow and liner.

“I was beginning to wonder if you’d be showing up” Jongdae says finally smiling shyly at him.

“Ran into a few hiccups at work” Minseok sighs dusting off his suit, “sorry I kept you waiting, angel” the pet name has Jongdae blushing furiously and Chanyeol giggling.

“I think I’ll go find Jongin now, it was nice meeting you Jongdae. Minseok hyung, see you around, please behave” Chanyeol says pointedly.

He struts off and on the way steals someone’s drink.

Jongdae chuckles and turns to look at Minseok who is now looking at him fondly.

“You know, Junmyeon’s got a beautiful garden out back, want to go for a stroll?” Minseok asks inching closer, fingers lightly grazing Jongdae’s.

“I uh—yeah, I could use some fresh air” Jongdae confesses.

“The just follow me, I know the area ” Minseok tells him taking ahold of his hand and dragging him towards the back.

Once out back in Junmyeon’s backyard, Jongdae can’t help but gasp in awe. Minseok wasn’t lying when he said the garden was beautiful.

It was stunning, gorgeous, something straight out of a fairytale complete with rose bushes, angel water fountains and fairy lights. Everything looked incredibly beautiful beneath the pale moon light.

“You weren’t joking about the garden” Jongdae breathes out.

“Come on, I’ll show you my favorite part” Minseok grins tugging Jongdae along once again.

They walk out a few feet before they reach an area with a small kiosk.

“Oh wow, this is so cool” Jongdae laughs loving the roses and fairy lights twined around the kiosk’s wooden poles.

“Bet you’re wondering why in the hell I’d invite you to one of these over the top house parties”

“This isn’t even a house Minseok, your friend owns a whole ass mansion ” Jongdae snorts and Minseok chuckles.

“He’s a bit extra, has a bit of a peculiar taste. Has been this way since I can remember” Minseok muses, “he just loves things with a certain aesthetic I suppose”

“I can vibe with it” Jongdae laughs, “so you were saying? Before? How come you decided to invite me to one of your weekly bashes—that I had no idea of, mind you” Jongdae teases.

“Well I have something important to tell you—actually two things to tell you” Minseok starts, by now they have slowly migrated towards the sitting area inside the kiosk and are sitting side by side. Minseok takes Jongdae’s hand in his and sighs. “Dae, I’m sure you know by now I really, really like you”

Jongdae squeezes Minseok’s hand and butes his bottom lip blushing as he nods slightly. “Well, I wasn’t entirely sure” he whispers, “but uh—I had hoped I wasn’t imagining things” Jongdae confesses.

“There’s nothing here you’ve imagined, love. I have made it a point to make my intentions clear to you, and I—well I want to be with you” Minseok tells him.

“You do?” Jongdae says wide eyed, Minseok nods with a smile and scooches closer to him. “I want to be with you too” Jongdae tells him.

“You have no idea how happy that makes me” Minseok grins, however, he turns quite serious and tales a deep breath. “However, there is something you must know about me before you decide if you truly want to be with me”

Jongdae’s heart begins to pound in his chest at a wild pace, and the sound of blood rushing throughout his veins is resonating in his ears.

“What is it?” he asks softly, Minseok looks worried and it kind of breaks Jongdae’s heart. He looks like a small lost kitten and it makes Jongdae want to protect him against all harm no matter what.

“Uh, well—I’m a...how do I say this” he thinks out loud biting his lower lip. “Dae, I’m a vampire”

Jongdae blanches for a minute and stares at Minseok in confusion.

Minseok waits patiently for Jongdae to react, worrying his bottom lip between his teeth to the point of breaking skin.

“You’re a—I’m sorry. Did you just say you’re a—a vampire ?” Jongdae questions, the hold he had on Minseok’s hand going slightly slack.

“Yeah” Minseok says pursing his lips, Jongdae is still staring blankly at him.

Jongdae’s mind is reeling .

Vampires were real.

Vampires were real, and his soon to be boyfriend was one.

It should feel like something straight out of a nightmare —but it didn’t. It kind of made sense to be honest.

Minseok did have this dark and mysterious aura to him, and he was incredibly agile and sneaky. Suddenly a lot of his quirks made sense to Jongdae.

“I can vibe with that” Jongdae breathes out with a small chuckle, and Minseok releases a long relieved breath.

“Really?”

“Yeah—yeah, I can” Jongdae grins, and Minseok is so happy he can’t help but lean in and kiss Jongdae.

“Sorry, I—I got carried away, I should’ve asked” but before he can say anything else, Jongdae cups his face and pulls him in for a proper kiss.

He’s got a million questions, but for now, the taste of Minseok’s lips on his is all he can focus on.

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Modern!Tropang Nerds Headcannons, Part II

part I / III / IV

PLACIDO: 

His eyes are such a dark shade of brown that many people think they're black, but when the light hits 'em just right; it's breathtaking. His eyebags are from late nights studying. Has short eyelashes, but his eyebrows are the envy of everyone (#OnFleek bitch). His eyes burn with the ferocity of an inferno when he's mad; radiate warmth when he's happy, and become as cool as metal when he's indifferent. In short, they're pretty expressive

His nose is flat; which everyone notices since they can't look him in the eye in sheer fear

He has really plump lips, which explains why he loves biting on it so much. That's also the reason why it's so red all the god damn time

Lip biting is his nervous tick. When he's especially antsy, he doesn't notice he's drawn blood until someone tells him

He's got the whole Probinsyano charm about him

He tries to keep a rein over his emotions most of the time, but little slivers of emotion slip out once in a while. He never blushes because of kilig, instead, it's because he's pissed as fuck and you should probably book the fuck out of there

He doesn't own a planner, but this guy actually remembers every. single. god damn. thing he has to do

The type to do something even if he hates it, swallowing every complaint he has just as long as it doesn’t compromise his personal dignity

does a thing quickly just to get it done quickly 

Has probably read the entirety of a Terms & Conditions statement at least once

He sighs to express his emotions

He's smart and he knows it; which may slightly come off as arrogance to other people

But hey, he can walk the talk

Gets all philosophical at 2 am, when he's drunk (which rarely happens), when he reads a particularly good book, or when he's emotional

He carries his clothes really well and it drives everyone of every gender nuts, he can literally make anything look good

Hates public humiliation with a burning passion; it's probably the only thing that can make him cry

Actually really cares a lot about what other people say about him, and no matter how sneaky they are or how quiet their whispers were, he knows. He never retaliates though; only when the rumors hit below the belt

He's an esteemed person, so anything that shits on that is a definite no from him

He will literally argue with someone to no end when he's right and until he wins

Remember that one student in your class who won't stop pestering the teacher about a correction in a test? That's him.

Most likely to be a sore loser

Procrastinates like no other, but only because once he starts on something, he won't be able to stop

Momma's Boy™

Breaks down like any other normal student, probably more than anyone, but only when no one is around to see

Angry crier but he won't admit it

Has the patience of a saint but will turn into the fucking devil when that wears thin

Might have started a fist fight once but immediately regretted it after

Fucking Extra™ when he's mad as fuck, nobody is able to console him (his mother is the only person who can relatively take him down a notch, but it still isn't enough)

Has the tendency to lash out at anyone regardless of his relationship with them

Needs to walk his anger/bad mood off or else it'll literally wreck him and/or the people around him

That is also probably why he has an uncanny knowledge of side streets and shortcuts and is a Pro™ at navigation

He can and he will deck a person flat when he needs to

Lowkey turns to tsokolate (eh) to cheer him up on a bad day. Screw coffee, fuck tea. Tsokolate's the real deal

His smile can cure cancer, especially since it's so rare

No bf/gf, no problem

#AcadsB4Lakads

He's really interesting to talk to, especially since the topics range from the pettiest things to the deepest, most profound shit you’ve ever heard. He gets all deep and philosophical real quick, and it's like a different side of him no one's ever seen. You know he loves talking about it since he seems so much more relaxed and at ease

JUANITO:

Cannot take a goddamn hint

Since he's 25% Spanish (yes I still stand by this lmao), he has really light brown eyes that pretty much shocked the fuck out of Placido the first time he saw it, because holy hell are they pretty. Long and thick lashes frame them, making him look like he's perpetually wearing mascara and eyeliner. Very wide and expressive, always glinting with a hint of mischief. He closes his eyes when he plays the violin, feeling the music he's creating and just soaking it all up

His nose is the envy of most. Matangos eh lol

His upper lip is slightly thicker than his lower lip. He's perpetually smiling, so this tends to go unnoticed

His smile is either a literal ray of sunshine or a demon's grin right before he pulls you in. there's honestly no in-between

His laugh is ridiculously fucking loud (and annoying) but it's also pretty hilarious. It's the kind of laugh that's contagious and is often funnier than his jokes

When he laughs, he completely loses his shit. There's no holding him back, it all just explodes and gushes out of him

He's also the type to laugh during sex lmao

He always has this cunning, almost threatening look that makes the people who know about his pranks fear for their lives. It can only mean trouble

Also, his smile is slightly lopsided; which makes him look cheekier

But, it also adds to his charm

He reeks of money and privilege, but the only time he remotely manifests his rich boy status is when he treats Placido his friends to lunch or dinner or a midnight snack

A total "samahan mo 'ko, ililibre kita" person

Probably has a huge sweet tooth, which explains why he's so hyperactive all the damn time

Has a short attention span, and when he actually pays attention to something/someone it's because he's genuinely interested

It also comes as a shock to everyone when he pays attention

Rarely listens to crappy pop songs. He has an array of classical music, movie scores, and instrumental pieces in his playlist

His numerous connections make sure he gets around fairly easy

He's also really amiable, pranks aside. Everyone pretty much knows him

He knows everyone. From the lady at the store to the guard at the farthest building on campus, he knows them. By name.

Actually a huge gossip monger

He's the one who introduced Placido to Makaraig and the gang because he thought the dude needed more friends

Can pull off ridiculously elaborate and Extra™ pranks that otherwise might get him in huge trouble, but he manages to get away with it

A little insensitive

But, he can catch on when someone's feeling like shi t

He tries to cheer them up, but, Juanito being Juanito somehow ends up offending them in one way or another

Feels slightly trapped when he has to act all perfect son-ish for his dad

The fact that his father has so many expectations for him actually puts a lot of pressure on his shoulders, he just hates showing it

Wishes he had a sibling to split the pressure with (also to test his pranks on)

Music is his language. Whatever he wants to say, he says it through playing his violin. Sad? Happy? Mad? He plays. You can always tell what he's feeling by listening to his pieces

(if anyone was actually around to hear it)

Placido was, once. The rawness of the notes and the way the music seemed to be reaching into the deepest hollows of his soul freaked him out a bit, but he didn't say anything. He was surprised Juanito was capable of demonstrating other emotions and feelings rather than happiness. It made him see Juanito in a completely different light

When Juanito opened his eyes to see Placido standing there, he was pretty stunned himself. Placido was unaware of the fact that he was freaking out because holy shit he saw me someone saw me someone heard me what is he going to think now but he shrugged it off with an easy smile and a casual question: "So. Why are you here?"

Placido understood it was something Juanito didn't want to talk about, so he blinked at Juanito blankly as if his heart didn't just grow a soft spot for him. "I thought we were going to study?"

Placido couldn't help himself. "That was pretty good, by the way."

Juanito pretty much short-circuited then and there. He thanked every saint he knew Placido walked out of the room after that, because he wasn't able to see him go red all over, flushed as fuck with his fingers shaking as he tucked away his instrument 

i got carried away oops

he was forced to take Violin lessons as a kid, but he fell in love with it unexpectedly along the way 

Lowkey crushing on Placiding

Gets pretty lonely

Probably hasn't cried in the last 10 years, but when he does, he's a fucking mess. Definitely an ugly crier