#i saw an old teammate at the coffee shop and i didn't say hi

[a-lil-strawberry]

I got a lot done today :) I did laundry (it's currently drying), I went to the pharmacy for my prescriptions, I challenged my anxiety by going into a coffee shop, and I packaged and mailed gifts for two friends that I've had lying around for a bit :) and it's only 3pm. An L for executive dysfunction on this day, Monday, the third of April, 2023.

[blackcoldcrackedheart]

Idc what anyone says s1 of 911 was really good.

That being said...

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"Why is that guy staring at you?" Tommy asked, he and Evan were meeting up for breakfast after their respective shifts. They figured it would be easier for Evan to meet up closer to the harbor than Tommy driving to DTLA. They both agreed to meet at a little garden themed coffee shop in silver lake before heading back to Tommy's.

Tommy had caught the dark haired guy not necessarily ogling Evan, but more so looking as if he was studying Evan. He looked around Tommy's age or older, dark black hair and grayish beard. The man with him, a curly haired dark blond man, seemed skittish.

"Do you know them?" Tommy asked, pointing at the men now.

Evan turned towards them, seeing now that the blonde man was trying to hide his face and the dark haired man was waving at them as if they were old friends.

Evan let out an excited laugh, "I think I do, yeah. " he waved back. Laughing again when he saw that the dark haired man tried to swat the blonde man with the laminated menu.

Tommy cocked his head to side, brow arched as he watched the pair- clearly a couple with their matching rings and comfortable demeanor- approached them. "Heads up." Tommy cocked his head towards the encroaching couple.

"Hi, Buck, right?" The dark haired man said nervously, holding on tightly to the blond mans hand. "I'm sure you don't remember-"

Evan’s smile was infectious as he looked at Tommy and then at the couple, pointing at the blonde man as he said "Too much sushi guy."

The blonde man groaned into his hands as the dark haired man chuckled, "The nicest way to describe that night."

Evan laughed as he stuck out his hand, "it's good to see you guys," he nodded towards the blond man, "Glad to know you're okay after that."

Tommy could feel the dark haired guy's eyes studying him, while blonde guy looked like he was anxious still.

"I don't think we ever got to introduce ourselves properly, I'm Paul and this is-"

"Conner." Evan supplied cheerfully.

Tommy did his best to look down at the table while trying to not laugh. He figured what Paul and Conner were trying to do when they came to their table, and he couldn’t blame them. He adored Evan, but Tommy knew how Evan had a tendency to unconsciously flirt with men prior to coming out. It was adorably funny when he had pointed that out to Evan at first (with Evan nearly collapsing into his pillow about how a firefighter in Texas thought Evan had asked him out on a date).

Paul's smile was almost smug as Conner looked a bit bashful. "So you remember him." Paul teased.

Evan shrugged, "My roommate's name back then was Conner too. Easy to remember."

Tommy took a sip of his coffee to keep from laughing at Conner's disappointed face.

"Totally." Paul noted, eyeing Tommy as he continued "Well, we didn't mean to interrupt breakfast with your... teammate?"

Granted, they were both wearing their LAFD hoodies. But Tommy could pick up the inflection of piqued interest in Paul's voice. Conner just looked like he was struggling to determine what they are based off looks alone.

"Oh," Evan smiled bashfully at Tommy, knocking his foot against Tommy's under the table, "He's not my teammate but he's an awesome firefighter pilot down at the harbor station." Evan rested his hand against Tommy's and Tommy caught the look of excitement on Conner and Paul's face (and he swore he heard Paul say "called it") before they shifted to something more neutral when Evan turned to them again. "This is my boyfriend Tommy Kinard."

Tommy was all smiles and let out a huff of laughter as Conner and Paul both eagerly shook his hand.

"A hot firefighter pilot?" Conner teased, "You got lucky."

Tommy squeezed Evan's hand. "I definitely was the one to luck out."

The group made idle chit chat for a while before Paul noted they should let Buck and Tommy get back to eating breakfast so that they could rest.

Tommy waited till he was sure Paul and Conner were out of ear shot. "It was Conner?"

Evans face scrunched in confusion, "Huh?"

"I'm guessing you might have accidentally flirted with one of them during the call, guessing it was Conner?" Tommy asked with a smirk.

Evans eyes went wide as Tommy laughed, "How did you know?"

Tommy had seen a picture of the firefighter from Texas on Evan's Instagram.

And obviously Tommy knew what he himself looked like.

"You have a type." Tommy explained, still laughing at a very red faced Evan.

[corner-stories]

14

February Prompts🌹

14. Kisses

(i know it's march and idc)

A pier in San Francisco is host to a meeting of a Speedster and the designated swordsman of the Titans.

The fact that Bart is able to be here is astounding in itself. With him balancing university and superheroics and everything in between, it shocks Rose that he made the time to get her out of that damn Tower.

Getting Rose into the city was the primary goal of him asking her on a 'not-date,' although he didn't refer to it as such at the start. At this point, her insistence of such terminology was wearing thin by their fourth hour on the town.

The two had met at a coffee shop and began roaming around as they pleased, exploring the exceedingly expensive neighborhoods and popping into any stores that interested them. Their conversation had went in as many directions as they did — starting on the weather, proceeding to team gossip, then eventually to poking fun at the other's music taste.

Bart is a proud Beastie Boys fan and won't change for anyone.

And now they're here, standing the edge of a pier near the Ferry Building, watching both tourists and boats maneuver around the world. At the moment, the topic of conversation has stemmed from a poster they saw a few blocks ago, one advertising a free-to-watch theater performance in the city's many parks.

"You never struck me as a Shakespeare guy, Freckles," Rose remarks, brushing wisps of white hair out of her face. The ocean wind has clearly enjoyed tossing her locks around in every direction possible.

"When the time comes," Bart responds with a shrug. "I got a lotta respect for ol' Billy Shakes."

"Not enough to call him by his name, apparently," Rose says with her signature snark.

Bart rolls his eyes. "You sure you don't wanna see that play later?" he asks. "I don't think it'll suck."

"I'm good," she replies, shaking her head. She leans her elbows on the railing and looks out into the big wide blue. The view certainly looks prettier when not trapped in that T-Shaped tower all day.

Bart does the same and his shoulder grazes hers. The wind off the water blows around them, gently swaying the auburn waves that defy gravity above the Speedster's boyish face. It seems that even in the midst of university Bart will still look like he's twelve years old.

"And I've seen Henry the V already," Rose continues, glancing to her teammate. Her voice gets playful. "I don't wanna see some lady in a bad French accent going — 'Pardonnez-moi, I cannot tell vat is 'like me.'"

The Speedster raises an eyebrow, then his lips curl into a sly smirk. Without hesitation, he says —

"An angel is like you, Kate. And you are like an angel."

Rose looks to him, startled, then suddenly she forgets that she's standing on a pier. For a moment she doesn't know what to say (and she's not even sure why), but then manages to catch her breath.

"Wow, you really do know your Shakes," she replies, leaning her elbows on the railing once more.

Bart smiles that old boyish grin of his, then shrugs. "I had to do that scene for an elective last term," he explains, refocusing on the ocean view. "I sucked at it, but y'know, Henry is my middle name, so maybe that's why my professor cast me as him. Well, that and also I was the only dude in the engineering department willing to wear them tights."

Rose lets out a chuckle as the image of Bart Allen in medieval stockings and with a bad English accent pops into her head.

"I didn't know that," she says. "Mine's Lillian."

"I didn't know that either," he replies, intrigued. "It suits you."

For a moment the two simply look to the sea again, enjoying a rare moment of peace in a world that does not grant such things for long. In the span of a second a question pokes at Rose's mind and makes it very clear that it won't leave until she pops it.

"Can I ask you something?" she brings up.

Bart glances to her again and gives her a nod.

"How long do you vamp before you decide to kiss a girl?"

It takes half a second for Bart to process her words, the look of surprise on his pretty face saying it all. He'd known Rose to never mince her words, but even now she still surprises him.

Soon he leans forward, closing the space between their lips and meeting his grin with hers.

[skzluvs]

Crimson Roses 🥀; Kim Seungmin

Genre: Vampire Au! College Au! Angst; Fluff?

Warnings: Mentions of blood, Mild swearing

Word count: 3.6K

A/N: It was supposed to be a quick little drabble and became a whole ass fic. All I have to say is vampire concept seungmin HOT

He observed you from the corner of his eye.

There you were sitting on the first row with your materials spread out on the desk, taking notes as your life depended upon it.

He knew how interested you were on all those past events, on the ones we tend to call history because they change the course of living.

He found himself lost on your endearing figure. On the way you tried to blow the hair falling on your face but failing during the process, frowning at the distracting tingling sensation on your forehead. He smiled to himself wishing he could be the one that could brush your hair away softly.

But that was impossible.You were definitely too kind

And He... He was just a simple evil creature that had lived longed enough to know that falling for a mortal would be nothing more than a death sentence

An a crucifix to his heart.

The voice of his professor interrupted Seungmin's thoughts.

"Before you leave, we are getting closer to the end of the semester Which means you'll be assigned a project that is worth half of your final grade, It'll be a partner assignment and you will have a week to turn it in" He informed to all the students. The classroom exploded with all source of complaints from everyone who was not happy to say the least at the sudden notice.

"Are we allowed to pick our partners" You asked raising your hand. It's not like you had someone you already wanted to work with in mind; more like you could absolutely take advantage of this opportunity to pair up with Lee Minho. He was the top of your class, partnering up with him would undoubtedly mean securing that grade. And you needed that.

"Unfortunately for all of you I've already decided on that" He replied raising a list with names on it.

He began to call one by one, making the teammates move around to sit together by their announced partner. You were tapping your foot impatiently. This assignment played a crucial part on your final grade therefore you were scared your partner would not contribute enough for you to get a passing score.

" Y/L/N Y/N and Kim Seungmin" He said handing you a piece of paper with the prompt and expectations written on the back of it.

You lifted your head, getting rid of the air you had been holding on your lungs. Your eyes scanning the room. Making eye contact with him for a second, his eyes staring directly at your soul. You turned around quickly; a rosy blush spread over your cheeks.

You knew nothing about Kim Seungmin, besides he was drop dead gorgeous. He had this mysterious aura that was attractive. He was certainly not the bad boy type; He was more reserved, only hanged out with his close group of friends.

Who you had to admit they were all extremely cool.

Seungmin almost lost his bunkers when you were assigned as his partner for that stupid historical events project.

He knew everything about history. He lived through it; from the renaissance to the post modern movement. Seungmin had been around for at least 1000 years.

To say that living for so long had become nothing less but boring would be an euphemism. Because it was. He had gained experience and power through the decades. But it was no longer exciting.

Until he found you. You were the one who acted magnetically with his heart an undeniable attraction that made him stay for the first time. Seungmin was known for being playful. Never sticked around for long because he found humans despicable. He was not too fond of them. But his perspective changed completely the day he first saw you.

It was probably because you were not human like. With an overwhelming beauty and high manners. In all of the years he had lived on earth, he never met such a sublime soul like yours. So Breathtaking and admirable.

You stood up from your chair with a panting breathing walking through the aisle, all the way to the back to his usual seat. You were more than nervous; Seungmin's presence truly intimidated you.

You sat next to him and offered him a smile. Hoping the atmosphere between you two wouldn't be as awkward.

You expected him to be quiet most of the time as you was trying to come up with ideas for the project. However it was the total opposite he kept on engaging on the conversation. It felt comfortable how he carefully listened to you and instantly agreed with your opinion. Surprisingly he knew so much about the topic; more than you ever imagined as the few times you spared a glaze at him during class he seemed to be doing everything but paying attention.

After discussing your main subtopics you decided it was enough work for one day, and decided to set a schedule to work on the other parts of the project outside of school.

" We need to meet up to work on the presentation" You said looking through the papers to were holding on your hands.

He looked at you with adoring eyes. You looked so cute when you were concentrated.

"Definitely, where do you want to meet at?" He asked you smiling.

" What do you think about the coffee shop down the street? I can bring my computer so we can do it digitally unless you are old fashioned and prefer to work on a poster we can do research on the library" you said shrugging your shoulders.

" Y/N you did not just called me a boomer"

" I mean if the term fits you then" you said laughing.

" Back in my days, youngsters were respectful towards their elders" He said in a grandpa like voice.

" We are the same age!!!" You yelled at him unable to control yourself from laughing at his impersonation.

Or at least that's what you think; He said to himself.

" We are supposed to deliver history through this project don't you think Y/N I say we should do it the right way"

" You are right everyone is probably going to go down the easy road but we are smarter" You said getting excited; reaching your hand to high Five him. "Great minds think alike"

" I can assure you we are going to beat Minho's and Jisung's project"

You had to acknowledge Seungmin and yourself made an amazing dynamic duo. You were content at the selection of your partner and definitely had to thank the professor for it. Because you two clicked with such effortlessness.

The bell ranged and you had to say your goodbyes to go into your next class.

You were standing by the door ready to leave but you turned around quickly to yell at Seungmin.

" I'll meet you at 5 inside the library and you better be on time boomer" you said with a playful smirk

Wanting to mess with him; gaining a loud laugh from your partner. pretending to act offended crossing his arms.

Seungmin went to the library earlier than the time you had set. He rushed his way there, right before excusing himself from his group of friends who were going to hangout after class.

He wanted to pick up a few books for you; he thought you would find them interesting.

He scanned the aisles, holding with one hand a pair of hard cover books that were just as dusty as the coffin where he used to sleep in, during the counter reformation.

He sat at a table and laid the books, shifting uncontrollably in his seat, from time to time, observing the clock, waiting for you to come through those doors.

Hell, you were fucking late. And you regretted taking that extra time looking through your closet; trying to find something decent to wear. Is not like you were to meet Seungmin for a date, it was a simple study session; however for some reason you wanted to look presentable. He always looked good no matter what. Which was totally unfair.With that leather jacket and fitting tight pants that made him long taller. Your mind wondered for a second. And you began to question yourself if you were starting to develop a small crush on the pale boy.

You were walking as fast as your feet allowed you. Through the hallways, your high heel boots were making loud noises every time you took a step forward. The dress you wore lifted a couple of times due to the wind. Your hair was probably entangled from running the couple of blocks from your apartment back to campus. Your shoe selection had definitely became a nightmare to your now bruised feet.

Your hands were sweaty and you had to remind yourself. " Y/N this is not a date once again you are just stuck with him for the project stop being delusional" you said trying to calm down. Taking a deep breath before pulling the door to enter the library.

You tried to fix yourself before spotting Seungmin sitting on the back. He smiled with relief at your sight. You couldn't be more awkward by sending him an effusive wave. " What's all this" you asked pointing at the pile of books laying on the edge of the table. "Just some research materials" He said.

" We are going to be here for a while then..." you said jokingly lifting a book from the stack. Leaving at least 10 more underneath.

" I don't mind as long as our project comes out good" He replied to you brushing his head to the side.

What he actually meant was that he didn't mind as long as he could spend the most time with you as possible. He didn't even gave a single care about the goddamn project, all he wanted was your company.

You two began to read the old books; most of them focused on events that happened during the 17th and 18th century.

Seungmin was almost falling asleep when you suddenly jumped in excitement next to him.

" Look Seungmin!" you said and began to quote the reading out loud "On the baroque era there were myths about vampires who attacked its victims during the night draining their blood as a food source."

" Let me see" He said taking the book in his hands. Reading word for word and For his surprised It had to be a fucking article about undead creatures specifically Vampires. How lucky seungmin got with that one. "You don't believe on those things do you Y/N" He asked curiously awaiting for your response.

" I mean; I do believe that there could be creature such as vampires out there. I just don't believe in all those tails you know, the ones that over romanticized or demoralized their existence. In my opinion vampires are not blood-thirsting bats. If they do consume blood it must be because it's their only food source they can't fight against those Instincts. It'll be like going against natural selection. They do what they can to survive"

Seungmin was more than pleased at your explanation. He couldn't contained himself from looking you with sparkling eyes and a huge smile plastered on his lips.

It made him happy that you weren't into that cliché bullshit like Bella and Edward type of fantasy. That even if you didn't knew the whole spectrum you still had a pretty clear understanding of his lineage.

Your words made his heart warm. He did an introspection on the reasons why he liked you so much; to begin with you were understanding like no other, you never judged anyone based off looks, you spent your time getting to know them first, smiling kindly at everyone and never seeking for recognition but always helping out of selflessness.

In Seungmin's eyes you were all he always wanted a person so pure like you was impracticable to find somewhere else. He thanked for the timing being right for him to meet you, because after all these years living in vain, you were the only one and he was glad he waited everlastingly to be with you right now, in this moment. He will treasure it forever in his heart.

The weeks passed by and Seungmin and you got to finish the project, a perfect chronological detailed poster that contained every important event through history. Your presentation was to say the least the best one among all your classmates even Lee Minho's and Han Jisung's was not even half as good as yours. Your grade boosted quickly with that perfect score.

And you had to give most of the credit to Seungmin he provided most of the facts you were utterly impressed at his range of understanding history so well. It was as he knew better than all those books you spent hours reading. You called him a true intellectual.

The things with Seungmin changed after the project. You could say you got closer to him than to any other person.

Your friendship with him began to shift towards a completely different direction the morning he came early holding a white rose, on its stem a little note wrapped around it.

He still remembers the blush that covered all your face when he handed it to you. You were truly speechless. You almost cried at the middle of the classroom due to the poem he had handwritten for you.

" Your fragrance just as sweet as the one the roses give off when they're cover in dew

Blissful sight at the sunshine caressing your filaments

You're the flower I carefully picked out from the field

The only untarnished one

You natural beauty worthy of being preserved

I’ll water your roots everyday just tell me you’ll stay with me even if the rain overflows our pot "

From that day onwards. He gifted you a white rose every single day and you never knew why. But you loved it so much. You made a bouquet with all of them and kept them safe in a vessel displayed as a centerpiece on your kitchen table.

He truly believed white represented your purity

It was a shame he had to stain your soul

That he tinted the petals scarlet.

It was dark outside on a night where the ‘blood’ moon eclipse appeared in the skies. And in the shadows there was something that challenged Seungmin's own instinct.

It was part of his nature.

How he was able to smell the candid scent of your blood despite the distance

It was endearing almost hypnotizing for him.

A battle for self control.

Where he wanted to paint white roses with the deepest red.

Seungmin called you during midnight you answered without hesitation as his name appeared brightening your phone screen.

Heaving breathing's was all you were able to hear through the other line.

“Min is everything okay? Why are you out of breath I'm getting worried” it was unusual for him to call you at this hour, your heartbeats began to increase at his response. “Can we meet now? I'm on my way to your apartment” His voice was low. You never heard seungmin talk like that with such desperation. It sent shivers down your spine.

“Of course but tell me did you got in so kind of trouble” You asked with a preoccupied tone.

“I'll explain everything to you once I get there” He said hanging up immediately.

He was scared at the mere thought of you finding out

He wouldn't be able to handle the terrifying look on your face at the sight of his fangs.

He always lived with ease in between humans

He had adapted himself into their characters creating the perfect facade. He did it all for you.

Going back to this college life was definitely not his style but you made him stay. Life finally made sense the moment he saw you and now he had to reveal his true identity because you didn’t deserved to be lied to. No matter the outcome. He would have to face it.

When he reached you apartment his pale face was almost translucent. He gathered all his courage to knock on your door.

You rushed rapidly opening the door; with worry eating you inside. The first thing you noticed was how dark his eyes were, his pupils were almost completely dilated.

You quickly wrapped him into a hug. You didn’t knew what was going on but you were here for him regardless. You were always going to be there.

“Let's take a walk” He said out of nowhere. Intertwining his hand with yours and leading you outside.

It was dark and the moon was shining brighter than ever before. You walked through the streets without certain direction just enjoying each other’s presence.

Your reassuring smile seemed to calmed Seungmin down.

“I have something to say to you, but before I do you need to know that I like you, that I've been in love with you since I first saw you and that what I'm about to say doesn't change a thing” He said stopping your tracks, your face almost collapsing into his chest. You were standing face to face with him.

“I like you too seungmin... “ You couldn't think properly because there was something else behind it, something that could change your feelings towards him. The true reason behind his so blunt sudden confession.

You knew Seungmin. He wasn't the type that seeks for trouble that's why you just couldn't wrap your head around what exactly was he hiding from you.

“I- I am a vampire” He stared at you with bloodshot eyes while letting his fangs slowly come down his teeth. He lowered his head frightened at your reaction.

You were in a state of shock. Rubbing your eyes multiple times at the sight in front of you because it was truly unbelievable.

You had to regain your posture before speaking again. You were experiencing a difficulty at making your words exist your mouth.

“That doesn't change anything seungmin, I might be going crazy, Fuck. You just said a vampire. I love you nonetheless because I fell for Kim Seungmin. I don't care if you are a vampire, a demon, a demigod, I'm in love with you because you are you. And now that you know that I reciprocate your feelings something tells me this comes at a higher price” You said breathless.

“It does Y/N we cant be together I have instincts that can't be controlled... it's getting harder everyday not wanting to you know” Not even able to finish his own sentence because it was embarrassing enough.

“Bite me?” You said lifting his chin from the ground “look at me... Min you want to bite my neck?” You asked straightforward.

“Yes” He said in an inaudible tone.

“What does that mean, what happened if you actually do it, do the things I read from the article are actually true” You asked biting your own bottom lip until you savored the metal flavor of your own blood. The one seungmin desired to have a taste from.

“No Y/N. I could never do that you. You are just too beautiful and flawless you don't deserve to get ruined by me”

“Stop treating me like I can't take my own decisions seungmin I know exactly what I want” You snapped back at him.

“You don't know what you are talking about is way more than just transforming you'll have to serve to the underworld in perpetuity”

“You have been alone long enough seungmin let me stay by your side. I want to immortalize this love

And be with you for the rest of the eternity”

“Just bite me seungmin I beg you” you implore to him, decisively pleading eyes.

You wanted this like you never wanted something else more in your whole entire life.

That’s all it took for Seungmin’s body to wash over lust. He places his mouth in between the crock of your neck trailing soft teasing kisses along the way. Right until he found that sweet perfect spot. The one that drove you completely insane.

You let out an agonizing scream. Filled with both pain and pleasure at the same time, when his teeth was incrusted without a warning sign tugging at your sensitive skin. He savored every single drop of blood that instantly began to drip from the laceration down your neck.

You began to convulse. Your body shaking and veins popping out from your skin. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head almost unconsciously.

Your soul transforming into pure immorality and immortality. Reaching an inexplicable climax that threw you over the edge. An overwhelming feeling that carried iniquitous power.

When you came back still too fragile to stand with your own feet. You were no longer a human being. Your fangs and sinful eyes and ghostly complexion gave out for finalizing the end of your transition.

Seungmin carried you in his back. You were now forever his. While he took you back to the apartment you dared to ask him something that had been lingering on your mind.

“So all your friends are vampires as well” You said intrigued.

“ Yes all of them” He said clearly laughing at your weird unexpected question.

“Even Jeongin!?” You couldn’t believe the cutest student could possible be a vampire.

“ Even Jeongin” He responded making you gasp in a shocking manner.

“ How... He’s like the most adorable thing on earth I don’t understand” you said whispering in disbelief.

“You mean on hell he’s good at pretending but that kid is nothing but pure evil”

Kissing your forehead and whipping your sweat, you looked exhausted but yet still beautiful as always. He laid you down on your bed. Playing with your hair. He would take care of you as he promised with all those flowers he once gave you.

That were no longer white but crimson roses.