#im like so close to calling my dad to give me a lift home bc i have a SLIGHT tummyache

[quenthel]

My god I missed my metro n it's night n I MIGHT miss the last bus home AND I don't have my Bluetooth earbuds this is hell this is hell

[anatrik]

First thoughts TTPD:

What a lana x folklore girlie win this issss!

1.Fortnight is about matty?? HAHAHAHA also why did this make me think of when holt was going running with the ladies when he was in witness protection??? Crying. Fav line has to be they were supposed to take me away but they forgot to come and get me. So sad but also so cool in relation to her cancellation/return. 10/10

2. TTPD- not so hahahaha anymore IS THIS ACTUALLY A FUCKING MATTY HEALY ALBUM??? There was a typewriter at the 1975 show she performed anti-hero at? Unless its somehow about harry? Who else is tattooed on her roster??? Or is this about herself? Kinda feel like modern idiots/who’s going to decode is directed at us lol😂 9/10?

3.My boy only breaks his favourite toys- went in expecting mad woman rage. Pleasantly surprised. king of my heart to queen of sandcastles he destroys….DESTROYED ME. Are you fucking kidding me rn? Im caling it. Best song. Im crying at 7.30 am this is not funny anymore. Also THANK YOU FOR NOT SLANDERING DAD. I knew you wouldnt let us down like that. Also the chorus sounds like long story short😭 oh this is so sad. Once i fix me hes going to miss me? He was my best friend?😭 he runs because he loves me? Stopp😭😭 1000000/10

4.Down bad- ….aaaand we’re back to MATTY AGAIN? He does not deserve this spotlight but why are all the song so goood😭😭😭 is this why artists love to date problematic men? It unlocks some extraordinary potential? Crazy crazy girl😭 also stay down (bad) 🤌🏾 shes done it again 10/10 also for personal reasons i will be believing this is about joe in that Tom/Joe/met gala overlap period when she was photographed going to the gym a lot and that this is about all that yearning please let it be about that plesplesplesplesplesples also down bad waking up in blood staring at the sky…like i lost a twin is giving bigger than the whole sky🥺

5. So long, london- so so long long, lon-don DONE? ok miss girl😭 the hoax parallels😭 dont be undoing the song i was going to play at my weddddding what is wrong with you😭 my only one my smoking gun to two graves one gun youll find someone??? Also reminds me of la la land :/ how much sad did you think I had in me? You wrote hoax so a lot ok leave us alone. crying again. 10000000000000000/10 oh lol its a track 5 ofc it is😂

6. But daddy I love him- she really said if you ever liked, shared or even LOOKED at the ‘vivaa las vegas’ memes you cant come to the wedding and shes so real for it. Lfgggg. Ubothered unhinged uhmazing. Growing up precocious sometimes means you still hold on to that princess/quarterback wattpad fantasy AS IS YOUR RIGHT QUEEN GO THE FUCK OFF🥳 100000/10 calling out toxic fandom for the first time and we love to see it🫡 this is suchhhh a happy songggg you deserve ALL the chaos and revelry.

7. Fresh out the slammer- god she gets it. Like sure he was great and he is still my biological father and everything but as a decidedly melancholy person myself who has constantly had atleast one close friend in a deep depression I can see how all that heavy lifting can just get heavy at some point especially when youre a partner and their sole lighthouse in wtv storms be out there buffeting their mental health. Its not for everyone and thats so fair and so valid but so sad as well. 10/10 for the honesty.

8. Florida- she really said girlrot summer🫡 this is the lanaest song ever. So lucky one/nothing new coded. This will be the First song I repeat and then so long london. Aaaghhh how i love a self aware melancholic anxious little superstar. 90283749292/10 thank you for giving florence an entire verse whew. Little did you know your home’s really only a town you’re just a guest in is soooo going on my body forever

9. Guilty as sin?- honestly just fuck if it means we dont have to hear about how desirable ratty healy is man ffs. IThe only reason he looks so hot is bc hes forbidden. You have to trust me on this. He’s sooo mid JESUS. U cant be writing hozier lyrics about a man that hasn’t met a shower😭 1000000/10 writing. -16392992/10 content. Unrequited love/lust truly is the greatest weapon in a poets arsenal bc where is this energy in the joe songs binch?😭 this is such a teen in love with a 26 yo creep who called me so mature for my age mom you just dont get ittt anthem😂😂

10. Who’s afraid of little old me?- is a warning 😂 im so here for it. Like yes I still hate matty with all my heart and soul but yes I agree fans should not be allowed so much of an opinion on another persons life and yes I should be afraid (I am). She said aight love letter era over I AM WRITING YOU ALL HATE MAIL AND I’M HAND DELIVERING IT. Shes sooo done pretending to be the relatable girl next door when she’s anything but and is now reminding us of it and yes yes yessss girl OWN ITTTTTTTT. I’ve been saying for agesssss that there is a darkness under all that sunshine from where she clawed her way to the top and this is sooo vindicating. 10000000000000/10 favourite song ever. Mad woman wishes she was who’s afraid of little old me. I am unwell. I am in love. This is the Taylor Swift i stan. The marketing genius the calculating business woman the puppet master with narcotics in her songs thats why we sing along🫡 she so can handle a dangerous man

11. I can fix him (no really I can)- you cant.

12. loml- ofc. OFC. Its the saddest song of all time. OFC. Fuck offf ughhhh. 😭😭😭😭😭 its giving happiness. Its giving divorce. i am a child of a broken home now and my parents still love each other and hold so much regret still. What do i do with thissss? Im just a little girl taylorrr! 1002380292011010101/10 soo so gooood.

13. I can do it with a broken heart- first of all track 13. Love it. Second of all the upbeat barbieness of it all. Third of all I FINALLY PLACED IT. Shes in her unrelatable era. She is not your girl next door. You will never understand her life. She is as much a phenomenon as a person and we literally only see as much as she allows us to and honestly if i have to get put in my place theres noooo better way to have it done. Im having such a great time actually. 10 BILLION TRILLION OUT OF 10 you tellll em girl you FUCKING TELL EM.

14. Smallest man who ever lived- not going to speculate on who it is bc they clearly had a serious problem and its not a joke but damn :/ thats so sad :/ hope they get help? Didnt expect this to be what the song was about at all?

15. The alchemy- she said TRAVIS IS MY BOY WITH HER WHOLE CHEST😌 10/10

16. Clara bow- did she just name drop herself ? I was so right about unrelatable era. Also the Subtle nod to olivia/sabrina noted and appreciated. Lucky one/castles crumbling (mature version) fr fr. Solid legacy song.

17. The black dog- shared your secrets with and location is the same whiplash as a red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground with no one around to tweet it🤌🏾 joe songs hit so so different 😭😭😭 1000000000/10

18. imgonnagetyouback- the valiant roar was not so valiant and more of a mew i guess. 7/10

19. The albatross- oh this is the ONE. The album defining song for sureeee. Mad woman on coke. A rose by any other name is a scandal???? Thats my religion right there. Little last great American dynasty twist there at the end! Fuck yea. She does reallly try to warn the men in her life have to give her that. One gazillion/10

20. Clearly god has favourites and they are the ppl called chloe or sam or sophia or marcus😭 ALSO this song is about joe for sure. The internet starlet hasss to be delaney rowe!!!! It HAS TO BE. 10/10

21. How did it end?- shes back for the fans😂 plot twist the breakup is with yall🤌🏾 but yesss say it louder! One gasp and then how did it end. So good. 100/10

22. So high school- lmao aristotle grand theft auto ONLYY taylor swift man😭😂 you know what you want and boy you got her🫡🫡 11/10

23. I hate it here- mother’s having a mental breakdown kids yk the drill🤌🏾 10/10

24. ThanK you aIMiee- what better way to say fuck you to a hater than to thank her for jumpstarting your legacy my god!!! She is insane for this. The capitalisation is a bit petty tho ngl. 8/10

25. I look in peoples windows- once again I thank you for the kindness and respect shown to joe. Never doubted you but thank you nevertheless. 10/10 short as nice to have a friend but it didnt need to be longer.

26. The prophecy- its so sad and humbling to see even a woman at where she is having to beg for love bc that literally is the nature of love. Something humiliating, to have to beg for 🤷‍♀️ cards playing out like fools in a fable cursed like eve got bitten. No one writes like her damn. 10/10

27. Cassandra- very madeline miller on this one. Love love loveee modern takes on tragic greek women. 100/10

28. Peter- ah fuck. This one is going to hurt (it did). 1000000/10 my ribs get the feeling she did😭 all her joe related aches are so bone deeeep ugh. Promises oceans deep but never to keep😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 oh god it hurtsss it hurts it hurtss

29. The bolter- curious child ever reviled except by her father wow.

30. Robin- OMG! I needed this song growing up sooo bad. That way to go tiger felt so so warm like running into a kitchen after a day of being in the mud and u tell ur mum the silly things u did and shes genuinely interested and impressed by your smol victories. A bajillion/10

31. The manuscript- postmortem of every ex ever🤌🏾 love it.

[kooktrash]

Mafia!jimin where he caught yn trying to leave him in the morning bcs of his rival threatened her to kill her family if she didn't.

13. "Please dont leave me." And 17. "Are you upset with me?" Please :3

hdjhdjj

Love Surrender

summary: your relationship with Jimin had always felt like it was on bothered time, but you were too scared to tell him.

warning(s):

- You had always questioned what drove you to be with Jimin. He lied to you, did awful things to others, and wasn’t trustworthy. You always wondered if it was fear that you stayed with him, or love. But you couldn’t wrap your head around loving someone who couldn’t tell you who he really was. It took an entire year for him to tell you what he did for a living. That was one of the first lies he told to you. The second, was that he’d always protect you and your family no matter what.

But now you understood that it wasn’t possible. Because even though he had all these connections with big scary people, there was always someone who was going to find their way around his security. He tried his hardest to always make you feel safe, and you thanked him for that. Because on the days where you lived paycheck to paycheck or your car would break down, he was always there to pick you up. He treated you like you were his world, and he’d tell you that every day that you almost believed it.

And if it wasn’t for last night, you could’ve seriously pictured spending the rest of your life with him.

- “Y/n,” it was late. You wiped at the sticky bar top trying your hardest to hurry up. It was just your manager and you, and he loved to leave early. “You don’t mind closing by yourself tonight, right? I have to get my kids to bed already, the babysitter’s leaving soon.”

“That’s fine, I’ll make sure to lock up,” you had told him. You locked up the restaurant on your own many times, it wasn’t hard and almost everything had been done anyway. You’d finish cleaning up and then you’d text Jimin telling him you’ll be home soon.

The glass in your hands almost slipped at the sound of the door opening. You looked up, placing the cut down as you noticed the group of men walking in. Pushing your loose strands behind your ear, you frowned apologetically, “Hello, I am so sorry but we are closed for the night. The cook already left.” They ignored you, locking the door and pulling the blinds down. You found yourself taking a step back, one of them smiled at you, “You must be Y/n I’ve heard so much about.”

“Who are you?” With brows furrowed you waited, scooting to the side where your phone was put away in a drawer. “Consider me,” the man pushed for a moment, “A friend of Jimin’s. You can call me Suga.”

You could hear buzzing coming from the drawer and he smiled, “That must be him. Find the phone.”

You made a move to run but one of the guys gripped your arm. He clicked his tongue shaking his finger at you, “That’s not how you treat company now is it?”

“What do you want?” You asked trying to push against the restraints of the man’s grip. He smiled warmly, “Well you see, I don’t have any problem with you Y/n. You seem like a smart and hardworking girl, so why you’re with him? I will never understand. But that is not why I’m here.”

“The reason why I am here is because, I am tired of seeing pretty girls like yourself get hurt by men like Jimin.” He took a step closer to you. “What does that have to do with you?” You spat out, wincing as he lifted his hand to you.

Pushing your hair back he smiled, “Well let’s just say someone I hold dearly was in your position once upon a time.”

“So I want you to understand that my problem is not with you,” Suga said reaching into the inside pocket of his blazer, a picture of you with your sister and father, “Or with them. And unless you want to see them get hurt, I advise you to leave Jimin. For your own good that is.”

- You didn’t return home last night. It had left Jimin up majority of the night, your text for reassurance doing anything but that. “She’s not back yet,” he huffed looking to Jungkook as the two waited, “She won’t even answer my text.”

“She said she was sleeping over at Yuna’s, relax she’s fine,” Jungkook tried telling his friend. Jimin only shook his head, pacing back and forth, “I know but...no she’s fine. She has to be. She’d tell me if she was in trouble, right?”

“Yes, she would,” Jungkook sighed standing up, “So why don’t you get some sleep. You’re looking sort of psycho right now.”

The sun hadn’t even fully come up when you arrived home. You spent the night at your dad’s house, fixing up your room that had been used for storage. Your sister and him bombarded you with questions left and right, asking why you were leaving Jimin. They never understand the kind of people Jimin knew, or that you wanted to make sure your family was safe over being with who you loved.

Jimin was passed out on the couch, still in a suit and a few empty glasses scattered on the coffee table. You were as quiet as a mouse, trying to hurry into your bedroom to get your things. You didn’t want him to see you. He’d try and make you stay or ask why you were leaving. You hoped you could just go, not have to listen to his promises, not feeling like a burden to him.

You flickered the light to your bedroom on. Going into the closet and pulling a chair up. You stood on it, reaching a high shelf to pull your old duffel bag out. You hadn’t used the worn out bag since you first moved in. Not even when you’d go on vacation with Jimin, he’d buy you suitcases from high-end brands instead. You were leaving him, but you were only taking what you came with.

You threw the bag on the bed, quickly opening your drawers and pulling out what you could remember. A lot had changed since you moved in with him, but you could still remember your worn out things from the luxurious things he’d buy you. You shoved your laptop in, not caring much as you put shoes and clothes and everything you could think of.

“What do you think you are doing?” You could feel your heart drop, not wanting to turn around and face the reality. Jimin took a cautionary step toward you, heart racing as he got a closer look at what you were doing.

“Um, Yuna and I are spending the weekend at a spa, I forgot to tell you?” You lied, clearing your throat. You could see the way he pressed his teeth tightly, eyes narrowed down on your belongings as you tried blocking them. “Are you trying to lie to me right now? Right to my face?” He asked pulling out your old slippers from the bag, “What. Are. You. Doing?”

“I already told yo—I just gotta go for a little bit,” you bit your lip, “Jimin stop it.” You reached for the things he pulled out of your bag. “You’re leaving me aren’t you?” He asked through gritted teeth.

“Jimin I—“

“Why?” He asked, suddenly pushing your bag onto the floor, a crack being heard from your laptop hitting the ground, “And don’t fucking lie to me.”

“I just have to go okay? I have to go, please just understand and give me space,” you reached for your things with shaky hands. He grabbed your arm, pulling you toward him, “I don’t understand though. Tell me what’s going on. Are you in trouble? I can help you. Just tell me what it is. Is it money? Is your dad in the hospital again? I’ll pay the bill don’t worry about it baby, okay? Is it your sister—“

“No! I just, I need space okay? I don’t think I can do this anymore—“ “Y/n!” His body trembled, “Listen to me. What is going on? You can’t just leave me like this and not tell me why. You can’t just leave me. Please,” he reached for your hand pulling it to his chest, “Please don’t leave me. Whatever it is we can figure it out together, just like we have for the last four years.”

“Jimin I—“ he dropped down to his knees, arms wrapping around your waist, “No. Please Y/n. Please don’t leave me.”

“You don’t understand,” you could feel a tear slip from your eye as he planted soft kisses on your hand repeatedly, “I have to.”

“Why?” He shouted, eyes growing red, “Why do you have to leave me? Am I not enough for you? I’ve tried to give you everything, and I’m not asking for anything back but for you to love me. Do you not love me?”

“Jimin, he’s going to come after my family if I stay with you,” you finally said. He sniffled, looking at you with a cold expression slowly raising to his feet, “What did you just say?”

“I shouldn’t have said anything. Please just let me go,” you sighed but he gripped your shoulders roughly, “Who is he?”

“Jimin, you’ll only make it worse. You can’t always protect me,” you argued but he shook his head. “Who the fuck was it?”

“Some guy named Suga.”

“Look at me,” he held your face in his hands, “Unpack your things, right now baby. You’re not going anywhere, I won’t let you. Let me take care of him okay? I’m sorry for putting you in this.”

“Bu—“ “I’ve got it baby, don’t worry.”

“Are you upset with me?” You asked as the pad of his thumb wipe: a tear away, “I’m sorry.”

“No baby,” he kissed you lightly, “Of course not. But if you try leaving me again, I will be.”

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IM SORRY BABSHDJSKDHKSNDHSJSNSHSJKSD. I LITERALLY CANNOT WRITE MAFIA LIKE WHAT EVEN HAPPENS NEXT 😭😭😭

[starlight-writes-stuff]

Can I request how the feral boys would ask you/ what they would do for your first time sleeping over as their girlfriend? That sounds weird but I hope you know what I mean lol. I love your writing by the way!

hi friend , and thank u ! i appreciate it <3 this is a super cute idea and i had a lot of fun writing it ,,,,, im so soft for them i can't . xoxoxoxoxo , starlight

AYO LOOK AT THESE : the smallest bit of smut but overall fluff ! soft feral boys content , come get yall juice

reblogs are always appreciated !!! <3

dream

wouldn’t be planned tbh , you’d been at his place all day and you’re both too tired to drive

you’d start to call an uber and clay would turn your phone over

“you could… stay here, if you want?”

it was a no brainer

of course you’d stay with him

clay would be so excited , smiling through his sleepy haze

he’d finally get up from his computer just to shower you with kisses all over your face

he’d tackle you back onto his bed , his soft , silly kisses turning into lingering, hard kisses

all teeth and tongue and his hands all over you

he’d get one of his legs between yours, shuddering at the way you’d whine into his mouth

his hands would make their way down to your hips

he’d grind your hips down on him , your sleepiness only making you more sensitive

you bet your ass that he’d make you cum just from grinding on his thigh

he lives in a constant state of horny™ even when he’s tired

clay would be so cocky at how he’d made you finish , doing virtually nothing

but he would go so soft at the way you were exhausted after that , yawning and rubbing your eyes

‘baby’ , ‘love’ , ‘pretty girl’

so affectionate 

you could’ve fallen asleep just like that but clay makes you get up and change

“baby , you don't want to sleep in your clothes” 

“sleep in mine instead”

you would just grumble back at him until he would physically lift you out of bed

clay would help you out of your clothes 

he’d put you in his sweats and a giant dream hoodie

just incase sap walked in for some reason

doesn't want him seeing any of the goods™

he’d carry you to the bathroom and find an extra toothbrush

clay would absolutely try to talk to you while brushing his teeth and the two of you would laugh s o hard at each other trying to talk with mouths full of toothpaste

again , he would pick you up and carry you back to his bed , shutting the door behind the two of you

“don't you want to say goodnight to sap?” “no :)”

the two of you would fall onto his bed and be asleep within 10 minutes , completely tangled in each other

he talks in his sleep

but you snore

so its even

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george

soft george my beloved

he’d probably plan your guys first ‘sleepover’

he would want to make it special , and definitely do something memorable

george would bring it up to you like a week before

he’d practically invite you like it was a birthday party :,)

i can't

he’d make reservations for a nice dinner before and get all dressed up

george would pick you up and hold your hand on the console

he’d open all the doors for you 

he'd pull out your c h a i r

yall would definitely be cracking jokes all throughout dinner in the middle of this fancy restaurant

george would ABSOLUTELY knock his silverware off the table at some point

you would have to fight to not spit your drink out , laughing so hard

he’d skip on desert at the restaurant and take you to dairy queen or something

it would be the two of you in your fancy attire , sitting outside some tiny ice cream parlor

looking at eachother like you were the only two people on earth

yall are in L O V E 

once you two got home george would carry your overnight bag in 

he would change immediately 

bc he h8’s fancy clothes 

but wanted to dress up for you 

after you guys changed into pajamas , you’d stay up talking for hours

he’d tell you stories of him and all the feral boys

you’d tell him stupid things you did as a kid

the two of you would want to make the most of the extended time you had together and stay up until like 2 in the morning

george’s voice would get all low and raspy from talking for so long

you’d fall asleep on the couch together when you physically couldn’t hold your eyes open anymore

george would wake up when the sun started shining through the blinds

he would carry you up to his bed 

then promptly fall back asleep with you in his arms

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sapnap 

snapmap my love .

this man doesn’t plan shi t

it would be very spur of the moment , the two of you laughing at some joke that he made when he’d grab your hand suddenly v serious

“will you sleep with me tonight?”

he’d look so earnest while asking that and you would BURST into laughter

it would take nick a hot sec to realise what he’d said and once he did . he would simply . disintegrate .

he would be so dramatic about it too

“i was trying to be romantic ! stop laughing at me !”

and you would just sit there , laughing so hard that you couldn’t produce noise anymore , just silent wheezes

you would start to cry and nick would pOUT

you would just nod , literally unable to produce words

but sap would brighten up at that

“so you’ll stay the night?”

once you got control of yourself , the two of you continued on doing what you were doing

it was like a normal day other than the fact that it ,,,, wouldn’t end

you two watched movies and played minecraft all day , being lazy together

you’d doordash dinner or order pizza or something so you didn’t have to leave the house

he’d have to stream and you would just chill , eating pizza in bed

once it became apparent that the stream was gonna last longer than planned , you would quietly come up behind him and drop a kiss on his cheek

he’d grin at you but be confused ???

you’d text him so your voice wouldn’t pop up on stream

‘gonna take a shower / keep myself busy’

he’d text back a single ‘👍🏼’

sapnap texts like a dad and NO ONE can tell me otherwise

you’d shower and get dressed , then wander down to the kitchen trying to find something to do

scavenger hunt™ for cookie ingredients

you’d bake his favorite and surprise him with a warm cookie im s o f t

the SMILE that would cross his face my god

he would feel so loved

he’d mute stream to thank you, putting his hands around your waist and burying his face into your stomach

you k n o w he’d find some way to end stream early after that , wanting to be with you

the two of you would finish off all the cookies , watching scary movies together

he’d hold you when you jump at all the spooky shit

you’d do the same for him bc sap is baby

chat . i'm kinda scared . lowkey .

you were both half asleep by the time you made your way back up to his room

you’d be lights out the minute your head hit the pillows 

and he’d be big spoon

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karl

karl would probably ask you that day , texting you before you’d even come over to ask if you would stay the night

you two had technically slept over before , but never at karl’s place (usually pulling all nighters with the feral boys on stream or with the beast crew)

you can not tell me . that karl . would not build a fort . with you .

and he would 100% go all out with it

he’d get lights to string up on the inside (the twinkle ones for sure)

he would get a fuckton of pillows and the softest blankets he can find and pile them in

karl would essentially make a nest for the two of you

you’d spend the first hour alone sharing soft kisses and cuddling so close that you weren't sure where you ended and karl began

he’d hold you , letting you lay on his chest and listen to his heartbeat

you’d talk about everything and nothing at all , just wanting to hear each other’s voices

until someone’s stomach growled

he’d laugh until he couldn't breathe 

you had tears rolling down your face , your stomach hurting from the giggles 

he’d either take you to get food before or doordash your favorite

because neither of you can cook blESS

you’d pick out cute , matching pajamas for your first official night together

but

he’d end up giving you his clothes to sleep in 

because he likes you wearing his stuff 

and it's more comfortable than your fancy pajamas

he’d cover his eyes and face a blanket/wall while you were changing

the only time either of you would leave the fort would be for more snacks or to go to the bathroom

karl would bring his laptop in and turn in a movie as you two were settling in for the night 

(some super dumb kids movie) 

(my brain immediately went to the lorax) 

(i’ll see myself out)

and he’d stay awake until you fell asleep, your face buried into his t-shirt

it made his heart so full that you felt safe enough to fall asleep with him

he’d play with your hair and trace over your features as soft as possible

because you're just so beautiful when you’re asleep ??

karl murmurs how much he loves you , everything that he loves about you while he knows you can't hear it

he’d drift off with you still in his arms, his lips pressed to the top of your head in a sweet, gentle kiss

and the two of you would stay like that the entire night , keeping each other warm

im so soft for him

can u tell

karl jacobs my love

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quackity

listen

everyone writes big q as a stupid dumb dummy

and while he can be that at some times

this man would be so fucking thoughtful ??? when it came to his girl ?????

you literally can't tell me otherwise .

much like gogy he would plan something special

but like

he can COOK yall

he’d make you a nice ass dinner

and set up a picnic in the backyard 

he’d light candles and make it all fancy

literally it would be a scene out of a movie

once you finished eating dinner the two of you would watch the sunset

he’d play guitar and sING FOR YOU

you’d stay outside soaking in the heat even after the sun had gone down

stargazing for as long as you could

alex would put his arm around you and have you lay on his chest

you’d listen to his heartbeat while you pointed out the big dipper

he’d make up his own constellations aljidhkuvgfhadj

you two would only go inside because you were being eaten alive by mosquitos

one of you would play music off your phone and yall would slow dance in the kitchen

he would repeatedly tell you how much he loved you , pressing tender kisses to your neck , your jaw

until a fucking ad would play

and alex would just lose his shit

he would laugh so hard he’d ipad kid cough

then you would simply ascend

the two of you would be laying on the kitchen floor absolutely D Y I N G of laughter

you’d stay there for a while , trying to recover

by the time you did , your ribs were sore from all the giggles

alex would pick you up and throw you over his shoulder , walking you up to bed

he’d suplex you onto the mattress

the two of you are children around each other tbh

that would lead to a wrestling match

until you’d found your way onto his lap , pinning him by his wrists

w h e w

the way that man would kiss you after that ? bye im gone

lets just say by the time he was finished you would both be exhausted

he’d tell you how pretty you were , how good you did

the two of you would fall asleep with tangled limbs , half kissing

[ayellowcurtain]

i’m watching schitt’s creek & im at the episode where david tells patrick to go on a date w a guy who gave him his number bc he hasn’t been with anyone besides david & then he rlly regrets it & patrick says he couldn’t do it etc. & i thought it’d be so cute if you wrote something like this for robbe & sander!

It's a new bar, one that Robbe has never been to, as far away from home as possible but it feels oddly familiar. Robbe feels a little like that night where he and Noor had a fight, screaming in front of everyone, both of them extremely tired of not understanding each other. They were screaming but talking very different languages.

Robbe doesn't feel like drinking but he takes a sip anyway. It's still early, he notices by the time in his phone screen but he's not used to being out this late. Most of his nights are spent inside, with Sander, the very last person he should be thinking about tonight.

This is a horrible idea and Robbe didn't voice his concerns when they talked about this. Milan and Sander are more experienced than him and so he wanted to check if they were right. It feels wrong and weird now that’s happening and he feels like it's an out of body type of experience. He plays with the folded napkin in between his fingers like it doesn’t mean anything. While still trying to experience this night as a normal guy should, Robbe can't stop thinking that he didn't really do what he was supposed to.

You're young and you've never experienced...you know, being out and gay and single, Milan told him, somehow thinking Sander's line of thought wasn't absurd, sitting next to him on the couch of Robbe’s old home, unable to keep his gaze for long. Robbe went to the flat in hopes of Milan being the one able to change Sander's mind, tell them both how dumb that idea was and it happened the complete opposite way: he looked at them, first at Sander, then at Robbe, and he stuttered a little bit but ended up encouraging them to give it a try, just for one night to see how it would feel.

It didn't mean like anything should happen but Milan thought the experience was valid. Sander thought so too and Robbe was curious after hearing them both. Was he missing that much being in a monogamous relationship?

He still doesn't know how he's holding a napkin with a new number written in it. Robbe didn't flirt purposefully and somehow, he talked to a guy - he can't even remember much of his face, if he was handsome or good to talk to - and the stranger gave him his number before walking away.

Robbe tilts his head back and finishes his beer, pulling his wallet out to pay for the three or four beers he drank in the past two hours he's been sitting on this same stool, hating this out-to-flirt-and-meet-strangers night.

At least now he can say he tried and it wasn't his thing. He can tell Sander maybe his thing is to be attracted to people he already knows, just to make it sting a little in Sander, thinking about his past crush on Jens too. Robbe asks for a bottle of water on his way out, feeling his skin a little too sensitive, his head heavy and empty at the same time. He should take a cab to go home because the beers are clearly weighting on him but he needs the long walk. He can also make a few stops to text both Milan and Sander, tell them it didn't work.

As he's leaving, he runs into the most familiar face staring at him with big eyes, his chest moving fast, out of breath and his cheeks bright red.

“Hi…?” Robbe asks, feeling guilty even though nothing happened to make him feel that way.

“Hi...you okay?” Sander answers with another question, keeping the door open so Robbe can step outside into the warm night.

He nods his head, still confused as to what is Sander doing there, the bar out of both their ways exactly so Robbe wouldn't accidentally run into his boyfriend when he was supposed to be having a taste of what a single life is.

"How...was it?” Sander stands closer, making Robbe lose a little bit of his balance, that's how close they are.

It was shitty, a terrible idea. I feel stupid. “I have a stranger's number.”

Sander looks surprised, his eyes still big like a wild animal staring at bright headlights.

“And you're thinking about calling them?”

Robbe sighs, feeling so tired mentally, “Of course not! What the fuck do you think, Sander?”

“Fuck, I don't know, Robbe! I don't want you to! But you can if you want...We decided that you should try to experience life a little bit.”

Robbe moves away, leaning against the wall outside the bar, still hearing the music inside. Sander shoves his hands inside the pockets in his jacket, turning on is heels to stand in front of Robbe, waiting for him.

“You know I hate bars. And after tonight, I'm more than sure I don't need to experience anything.”

Sander relaxes his shoulders, clearly in relief, looking up to the sky for a second before coming to stand right next to Robbe, leaning against the wall too, his shoulder pressed against Robbe's.

“It won't change anything if you decide to go on a date with whoever it is, you know?”

“Why are you being so pushy about this?”

“Because I want you to be sure that I'll always support you! No matter what.”

“I don't want to go anywhere with anyone! Tonight was a fucking nightmare, Sander.”

Robbe puts his head back, looking at the sky with not a single cloud in sight, just countless stars. He can feel Sander staring, and his warm hand quietly looking for Robbe's, hidden inside his jacket sleeve. They finally hold hands, Sander holding his so tightly.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make this a terrible night for you. I wanted you to have fun.”

Robbe snorts because the only thing he didn't have tonight was fun. He looks at Sander, his cheeks taking forever to go back to the sun kissed tone he always has during summer.

“What are you doing here anyway?” He frowns and Sander lifts his eyebrows like he does when he's trying to avoid talking about something.

“I came to rescue you.”

“Rescue me?”

Sander turns his head, properly looking at him, always giving Robbe goosebumps.

“I regretted my idea.”

“Oh, you did, huh?”

Sander snorts, pulling Robbe to turn and stand in front of him, leaning against his body, with his hands sitting around Sander's neck.

“Yeah. It was a bad one, I'm sorry.”

“Took you long enough to understand.”

Sander presses their bodies even closer, hiding his face against Robbe's neck.

“I'm sorry, cutie!”

“I forgive you.” Robbe kisses his hair, wishing he could climb on Sander and not let go for a few hours.

“I was so jealous, I had to hold myself back from coming earlier.”

“You didn't miss much, just a few beers.”

“And a stranger's number…” Sander bites his neck and Robbe complains, pushing him back but Sander keeps them in place with both his arms tightly around Robbe's waist, “I ordered some pizza, it's probably waiting for us at home.”

“You left after ordering it?” Robbe laughs and Sander grunts, leaning against the wall again, rolling his eyes.

“Yes, Robin. I couldn't wait for a fucking pizza while you were out and about. I asked my dad to get it for me.”

Robbe feels his mouth water, thinking about that cheese pizza that they always order when they're at Sander's place.

“I'm starving.” Robbe thinks out loud and Sander nods his head.

“Good. Let's go home then.”

[jpegjade]

Confessions - Spencer Reid

frens and ferns, IM OUT OF SCHOOL FOR A MONTH. so here’s a new fic about something i’ve been struggling with lately...

summary: With emily gone, Spencer is having a hard time coping with her death. After a little prodding, he finds comfort in y/n, who is struggling with their own demons.

gender: neutral (i think. i tried not to point to any gender terms so hopefully i did okay at it bc i dont feel like proofreading.)

Warnings: talk of addiction but nothing more

———

Getting home from a case was always, hard on you. There were days when it was harder to get up in the morning because of the physical and emotional toll the job put on your body. Ever since that un-sub broke your ankle, everything has been even harder.

“Y/L/N, nice to see you back." Morgan said as you exited the elevator.

“You too, D." You said, plastering a fake smile on your face. In truth, you wished that you were off for one more week but the world wasn't that kind to you.

The doors to the elevator were slowly closing when you heard Spencer shuffling quickly toward your direction.

Before you had the chance to throw your arm in the way of the elevator sensors, Spencer's slender body slipped through.

You were a newer member to the team. Well... You were the only new member to the team. Being a replacement for agent Emily Prentiss, the team getting to know you was a process. Derek trained you so he already knew what you were like in action but this was the first case the rest of the team saw you on.

The silence in the elevator was loud and thick with anticipation. Spencer was looking over at you in quick glances when he wasn't staring at his converse.

“You didn't press a number." Spencer said, barely loud enough for you to hear.

"Oh... I guess that explains why if felt like I was going nowhere." You chuckled at your joke and winced when you met Dr. Reid's blank gaze.

"Do you..." He paused.

Spencer shook his head, clearing the thought from his mind. You continued staring but he dropped his gaze back to his shoes as if he hadn't started and dropped a question.

The elevator doors opened, showing an empty garage. The two of you gestured for the other to exit first but you ended up going first.

“Did you want to ask me something. Dr. Reid?" You said, watching him hesitate.

"Spencer." He said, ignoring the question. "My friends call me Spencer."

"I didn't think we were friends yet." You blankly. It wasn't meant to be funny but you couldn't help but smile.

“My team consists of my friends. As you are on my team, we're friends." Spencer's face never changed.

"Okay, Spencer." You looked at him. If you weren't so worried about getting home, you would've indulged in the moment. But all you wanted to do right now was be alone with some pizza and take the edge off from today.

"If that's all..." You tried to close the interaction with him by taking a few steps back but Spencer took just as many slow steps forward.

"Actually," Spencer began, "how do you do it?"

You faked a chuckle. "Do what?"

“Hide your addiction so well." Spencer was so pointblank sometimes.

"What are you talking about?" You tried to control the beads of sweat that threatened to pool.

"Everybody knows.” It's your ankle that started the painkillers and you couldn't stop. It took you away from the pain, the humiliation.

“How could you be so stupid as to get caught? You're even dumber for finding solice in the feeling when you've got all of this support around you? You've got a family who..." Spencer trailed off.

Your head was still reeling from the beginning of his statement. Everyone knew... But how could that be? It wasn't obvious but something was off about the distant look in Spencer's eyes. It was like he wasn't looking or talking to you. The anger laced in his tone wasn't for you...

“Spencer," you took a step towards him, "Are you talking about you?" Spencer stopped talking. You weren't used to seeing him so quiet.

"It's been a while." Spencer looked down at his converse. "Emily was there. When it got bad, I would cuddle up with her cat on her couch and try to forget the thoughts. She wouldn't make me feel like a burden at 2 a.m., when I was screaming myself awake. She always told me to stay as long as I needed, even when I was positive she was fed up with me. I wish I believed her. I wish I stayed." Spencer tapered off into silence, sniffling.

A pipe dripping. Footsteps in the stairwell. A car alarm chirping. All of those things sounded louder than they normally would. This wasn't Spencer cornering you. This was a confused and hurting boy that was begging for help. He just didn't know how to say what he needed right now.

“Do you..." You started but stopped because it didn't feel right.

Where do you start with someone who is just like you: broken, hurting, and alone.

How do you comfort someone without enabling them to do something destructive that might make everything worse?

How do you avoid hurting someone when all you wanted to do was hurt yourself, in a way.

"Do you like pancakes?" You asked, startling him out of his thoughts. "Pancakes? Sure." Spencer slowly lifted his head and shrugged.

You started walking to your car, motioning for Spencer to follow.

The car ride with Spencer was filled with silence. The whole time, you were thinking about ways to explain the situation to Spencer without making it worse. Spencer was trying to decide if talking to you was a good idea after all, considering you were taking him somewhere pancake related.

Pulling up to the run-down diner, you looked over at Spencer, who was staring out the window.

"I promise the pancakes are better than the place looks." You chuckled, getting Spencer's attention.

"I wasn't really worried about the taste of the pancakes..." Spencer trailed off.

"Good, I guess." You said, a little bit defeated.

You and Spencer walked into the diner, where you were greeted by a friendly older woman named Janice. She knew your name by heart, since you were a regular, and she seated you at your normal booth.

"Actually, would you mind seating us at 12? This is Spencer, the guy I've told you about..." You blushed, hoping you said everything low enough for Spencer not to notice. His mind was elsewhere so he wasn't listening as he normally would. A part of you was grateful for that.

Janice did a once-over at Spencer, softly grinning, and brought you to table 12.

Despite the outside looking dingy, the inside of the diner was cleaner than Spencer thought it would be. He wasn't really fond of booths but these weren't the pillow seat booths where children could hide things between the bottom seat and the backrest. This was the plastic seats that hurt your butt after a little while. But what he noticed that was different about the seating at the table was that one half was a booth and the other half consisted of two four-legged chairs.

"I know you don't like the germs in booth seats so I figured this would be a better option." You said, unable to meet his eyes.

Spencer was shocked as you slid into the booth seat, avoiding his eyes. Spencer pulled out his chair, temporarily distracted by the fact that he never mentioned how much he hates booth seats. You paid attention and noticed that about him. What else had you noticed?

"So..." Spencer folded his hands in his lap nervously.

"Let's order and then we'll talk." You said, trying to focus on the task at hand.

Placing your orders, you went with your usual breakfast at midnight and he just ordered the same thing you ordered.

"It'll be good, I promise." You said, giving him a small smile.

"You never answered my question." Spencer said, looking up at you.

"I know." You were getting nervous again. The nerves hadn't stopped since Spencer asked that question in the parking lot but you were trying really hard to find an answer to it.

"How do you do it?" Spencer asked again.

"Spencer, it's not that simple. I can't give you an answer like that over something so complex. Why do you want to know?" You asked, trying to focus on meeting his eyes.

Spencer's gaze was intense when he wanted it to be so you settled for staring at the tip of his nose.

"I'm struggling, y/n. Emily was... She was family to me. If Hotch is the dad, Rossi is the cool uncle, JJ is the mom, Derek is the older brother, and Emily is..." Spencer's voice caught in his throat. "Was the big sister. I lost a sister the day she died and I'm lost without her."

"Spencer, I'm so sorry..." You said, wanting to hug him.

A tear slipped down Spencer's face as you watched him frustratedly wipe it away.

"It's not fair, you know?" Spencer continued. "I survived the worst days of my life. I got to live after experiencing torture and she didn't do anything but fall in love with someone who wasn't..."

There was a moment of silence as you let Spencer get his feelings out. While the two of you said nothing, Janice brought your food and drinks to your table. She must have sensed the tension between you and Spencer because once you thanked her, she didn't hover or make additional conversation.

"It just hurts and I don't... I don't want to feel it. I just want to escape the constant pain and be happy again, just for a little while. It doesn't have to stay forever but I don't want this pain to hurt like this for now." Spencer cut into his pancakes, taking a bite. His face changed into something of contentment.

"I come here when I have a... I guess you could say craving." You started, "Carbs and sugar are good for the itching feeling you get when you really need a fix."

A moment passed as the two of you enjoyed the food in front of you. After downing half of your food, you decided to speak again.

"What's your drug of choice, if you don't mind me asking?" You quietly said, your eyes staying trained on the way your butterknife slowly cut into your pancakes.

"Dilaudid." Spencer was so upfront about it. You thought you would have to pull it out of him but he made your job easier.

"Ah... Opioids are a bitch to kick. Controlled substance so I won't ask how you got it but I understand it's not easy. There was this study we had to do in training. This one agent got captured and tortured and the BAU had to watch as he was drugged, tortured, and almost died... I guess you would know them, right?" You asked, trying to figure out which team member it was.

"That was me." Again, Spencer being upfront.

"Oh...Spencer, I'm so sorry... I didn't know." You were remorseful, you shouldn't have brought it up.

"That's where it began. I begged for him not to do it the first time, not wanting the drugs. But after that? After the torture and pain and... Everything? I craved that release. And even after he died, I just wanted to get away from all of the stress in life. Feel warmth in my veins, mentally zoning out for just long enough to reset my mind and be reminded that there was something good in the world..." Spencer looked over your shoulder but his eyes weren't fixed on a particular spot.

That's the thing about being an addict... You don't realize how much it hurts to be alive until the high sends you crashing back down. And, especially in our line of work, all you want is to stay up for as long as possible because the horrors of reality will tear you apart..." You finished.

Spencer's attention came back to you as you spoke, making you a little uncomfortable. You couldn't meet his eyes.

"I went to a couple meetings in the past." Spencer said, thinking about his experiences there. "I didn't feel like I belonged. I have a good life. Stable job. I'm fortunate enough to have a roof over my head. My mom is taken care of by capable people. I don't have to worry about anything. And the guys there? They're struggling in many cases. They're fighting for the things I take for granted and I didn't know how I could stand to be in the same room with my privileges and pretend like my problem was important..." Spencer trailed off.

"Spencer, your addiction is valid." You were finally able to look him in the eyes and emphasize your point.

"Is it, though?" Spencer stared back at you, a challenging tone laced his voice.

"It's not fun..." You started, unable to look at Spencer any longer. "I don't do it for fun or because I want to stay high. I don't do it for the feeling it gives me. I do it because I feel like I have to."

"What do you mean?" Spencer tilted his head like a puppy who was trying to understand a new word.

"After I broke my ankle, I was prescribed these... Off brand pills. They didn't really help unless I snorted them. And even then, they didn't help my ankle or me. So I found something stronger. A friend of mine is a doctor and when I go to see him, I'm able to... I guess manipulate him into giving me the good stuff, the stuff that makes my thoughts slow down, calms the voice, gives me a sense of peace and not this constant anxiety." You said, hands tapping the table.

"Oh..." Spencer said, taking in what you were saying.

"I'm an addict not for pleasure but for pain. And my struggle is no greater or lesser than yours." You said, fingers still tapping away. "I struggle, like you, except the difference is I'm newer to the team so they don't know what it's like to see me in my chaotic neutral state. What did you do when you had cravings before? You must have been clean for a couple years now, right?"

"I went to Emily... I always went to Emily. I play back these moments when I snapped at her for wanting to help and I wish I just..." Once again, Spencer's voice was caught in his throat.

"She was your safe space when you felt like you couldn't turn to anyone else." You said, understanding. "You don't have to be romantically inclined to have a safe space with someone. It's whomever you find solace in, for any reason under and over the sun."

"I wouldn't feel this way if she were here..." Spencer said, more to himself as if he were trying to be convincing.

"Spencer, you have to be honest with yourself. If it wasn't this, it would be something else. And that something else might not have landed you with someone who was willing to assist you in your recovery to stay clean." You said, finishing your pancakes.

"What?" Spencer did a double take. No one had ever offered to help him. He always had to be the first to make the move but even then, everyone was reluctant to take on the responsibility of Spencer.

"Isn't there an unspoken rule about addicts not being with each other?" Spencer asked, genuinely concerned.

He hoped not because he would love to have someone he could finally confide in, someone who wouldn't make him feel like a burden.

"No, that's about addicts not dating each other. But I think that as friends, we can understand each other in ways others cant. We can fight together. Have you notiiced the craving is gone, for the most part?" You asked, sure that Spencers single slice would be gone in a moment.

"Okay. Deal. We can confide in one another and maybe it'll help us get a grip on reality when we feel ourselves slipping.”

“Okay.”

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[talkfastromance4]

sooo here what I was thinking (and if you don't like it or it's kind of weird or complicated,you can completely ignore this) for Michael's single mom universe: reader has an one night stand and ends up pregnant,she doesn't want to tell best friend!Michael bc he's getting ready for a huge tour,so when she's 3 months along (and still hiding the pregnancy) he goes on tour and when comes back he finds reader with a 4 month old baby boy and struggling to bc she's all by herself and +++

+++ he is kinda angry she didn't tell him bc he could've helped but he's overwhelmed with this woman keeping everything together and caring so much for this tiny baby (I imagine him being called Daniel??? Like the lion??? Or maybe Theo??? It's completely up to you tho) and wants to be in the baby boy's life bc he can't help the immediate love he feels once he meets him and asks reader to move in with him so they can take care together of the baby+++

I. LOVE. THIS!

This got a little long because I want the first blurb of michael dating single!mom to cover all that you wrote!

• • • •

Three months you’ve been keeping this secret. From your family, your friends, your coworkers and from your best friend Michael. You decided today was the day you were going to tell him. 

You were going to tell him about your one night stand from that cute guy at the bar you poured your heart and soul to about how she’s in love with her best friend and because of alcohol and heightened emotions and the need to feel close to someone, you brought him back to your place. 

Now, three months later, you’re carrying the only evidence that it ever happened in your belly. Your baby is the size of a plum but your love for it is the size of the sun. You didn’t tell the father because you never got his contact information and you doubt he’d stick around, it was a one night stand after all. 

You walk into Michael’s house, dogs greeting you happily as you venture down the hall to his bedroom. When you come inside it’s a warzone.

“Did your closet throw up?” you ask tugging on your oversized shirt. You’ve opted for larger clothes to hide your growing belly, it’s not that big yet but still. 

“No. I’m trying to decide which clothes to bring for tour,” he mumbles.

“Tour. Right, that starts . . . holy shit, tomorrow doesn’t it?” you ask becoming nervous. Since becoming pregnant, you’ve gotten a little more forgetful. There’s no way you can drop this news on him now. 

“Yeah, has been for the last three months,” he chuckles tossing a sweatshirt in his suitcase. “What’s up? Want to do one last night of switch and pizza before I go?”

“Sure,” you smile. 

The rest of the night is spent trying to act normal for Michael as you play mario kart and eat pizza. The dogs are cuddling you a lot more than normal and Southy keeps sniffing at your tummy and you hope Michael doesn’t notice.

You’re woken the next morning to Michael gently nudging you awake, it’s still pretty dark outside. 

“Hey, I’m heading to the airport but you can stay sleeping,” he whispers and you sit up rubbing your eyes. “I’ll call you when I land, okay?”

“Okay,” you sigh holding your arms open and he gives you a tight hug.

“Love you,” he kisses the top of your head.

“Love you too, Mikey.”

****

The next six months were even harder keeping your pregnancy from Michael. You finally told your friends and family but had them swear not to tell Michael because he needs to focus on performing. When he’d call it was easy to hide it, but when he wanted to facetime you really had to come up with clever ways to hide your belly. 

Ironically, after you gave birth to your baby boy Theo and you spent the first couple months building his routine and loving on him, it was when Michael was the busiest on tour. It was nearing an end soon, so would your secret.

You’d stay up most nights thinking of his reaction and so many different scenarios played out in your head. He’ll scream at you and never talk to you again. Or he won’t say anything and just leave. 

When Theo turns four months old, that’s when Michael will be home again and he’ll be by to pick up the dogs. You always watched them when he went away and they’ve been amazing with Theo. 

Theo is in the living room in his tiny bouncer when Michael said he’s just pulled up. Your hands are clammy and your stomach has flipped upside down as you wait for him by the front door. 

When it opens, the dogs start barking and attack him as he falls to the floor letting them. He pets them the best he can while saying hello then looks up at you, he gives you a funny look. 

“You look different,” he muses standing up to his feet and pulls you into his arms for a tight embrace. 

You melt into his touch, breathing him in and feeling his presence. You hadn’t realized how much you missed him and you hope this won’t be the last hug. 

“Your hair looks longer,” you smile tousling his blond locks. “Um, so I am different but in more ways than my looks.”

“What are you talking about?” he asks in confusion when you pull away. His hands are still on your elbows. 

“Um, there’s someone I want you to meet,” you say nervously and back away to the living room. “Stay here and let me explain before you say anything. Okay?” You hold up your pinky for him to take, a serious pact between you two. He links his pinky with yours. 

You lift Theo from his bouncer and he wriggles in your arms until he’s nestled comfortably in your arms. You appear in the kitchen and Michael’s eyes get wide as saucers. 

“Three months before you left on tour, I hooked up with a guy and I was going to tell you but you were literally leaving for tour the next morning and I couldn’t drop that bomb on you and I didn’t want to do it over the phone and please don’t hate me. But this is my son, Theo and he turned four months old today and I really don’t want you to hate me,” you say all in one breath. Michael just stares. 

And stares. And stares. And stares. 

“Please say something,” you beg adjusting Theo in your arms. 

He takes a careful step forward, looking between you and Theo over and over again. He keeps stepping until he’s right in front of you and brushes his finger on Theo’s small forehead. 

“He looks just like you, Y/N,” he says softly. “The only thing I’m mad about is that you’ve been doing this all on your own. Where’s his dad? Did he kick you to the curb? I’ll kick his ass right--”

“I never told him. I don’t even know his name or got his number. It’s better this way, Mikey. Me and Theo. . . we’re doing okay,” you smile down at your beautiful baby boy. 

Michael watches you rock him gently then holds out his arms. “Can I hold him?”

“Yeah! Yes, of course you can,” you smile and place Theo in his arms. He rocks him carefully, his long finger touching his nose. He coos at him gently and smiles at him even though Theo’s eyes are closed.

“Move in with me.”

“What? Mikey, no, this isn’t your responsibility--”

“I don’t care. I want to help, and he’s so amazing and I love him so much even though I just met him. Let me help you take care of him, you’re my best friend.”

Your heart jolts, both at the sight of him holding your son and at the fact that he wants to help you even though Theo isn’t his. And just like that, you agree and you’re more in love with him than before, which basically was how Theo was conceived.

• • • •

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[emybain]

Almost

im a sucker for the au where nova’s family lives,,,so here’s another fic that I wrote with no shame. I definitely plan on writing more fics where she’s younger, and I might have to make a masterpost for this au (I also need to update my current masterpost of all my fics bc,,,yikes I haven't updated that in forever.) anyway, here’s a little drabble where adrian’s family comes over for dinner and the two families haven't seen one another in FOREVER and nova hasn't talked to Adrian in a couple months soooo :)) I may have gotten a little angsty but that's not my problem. also yes I definitely played into the stereotypical teenage romance trope and I dont care

.     “I’m home,” Nova called out as she closed the front door behind her. The smell of onions and ginger hung in the air. Nova checked the time on the clock in the living room, setting her bag down beside Papà’s favorite armchair. It was only late afternoon, so she wasn’t hallucinating; her mom was making dinner early. Nova’s family tended to eat much later than the average family, usually in the late evening. According to Papà, that’s how he grew up, so it’s how Nova and her siblings would grow up. Maybe her mom was just cooking now so she wouldn’t have to later; she had done that a few times in the past. Nova shrugged it off. 

    From the kitchen, her mom called out to her in Tagalog, her first language. Another thing that made Nova frown; she rarely spoke in her first language unless it was for a specific reason. After all, English was the only language all five of the Artinos had in common. Nevertheless, Nova answered back in Tagalog to appease her mother, telling her how her day went. When her mom asked about her therapist appointment, though, Nova switched back to English so that her dad, who was probably in the kitchen as well, could understand. 

“Dr. Sterling says hi and that she-”

    Nova had just plopped her car keys down on a side table in the kitchen when she noticed that they had guests over. She faltered, biting back her usual report she would give to her parents following her therapist appointment. So that’s why Mom was speaking in her first language. 

    “No one told me we were having people over tonight.” Nova raised an awkward hand toward the Everhart-Westwood trio, not quite sure if she were speaking to her parents or their guests. Smoothing down her oversized tee shirt, Nova ignored the way her cheeks lit up at her appearance. An old shirt of her dad’s, workout shorts she had been in since her run that morning, and torn up tennis shoes with holes beginning to peak out in the toes. “I would’ve dressed nicer.”

    Hugh was the first to break the awkward silence, chuckling and beckoning Nova forward. She gave him and Simon a one-armed hug. 

    “It was sort of last minute,” Simon explained, looking Nova up and down. “After all, it’s been so long since we’ve all gotten together.” A smile lit up his face. “While I can’t say you’ve grown, you’ve definitely changed, Nova. Every time we see you, you look more and more like your mother.” He was right; it had been a while since the two families had spent time together. Nova hadn’t seen Adrian’s dads in months other than the occasional wave from across a room at headquarters. When she was younger, it seemed as if the two families had more time for one another. It was odd, when she considered it, how close her family was to the Everhart-Westwoods, all because of a series of events that occurred when Nova was no older than six. Her father had gone to the Renegades for protection from Nova’s uncle, and they promised to protect him and his family. After a failed attempt by Nova’s uncle to kill her entire family, they were sent to a temporary home where they would be much safer. Then after Ace Anarchy was defeated, Nova’s father went to work for the Renegades with a vision of making the world a better place. Now, he sat comfortably as head of the weapons department, something Nova knew he wasn’t necessarily proud of, but it brought in a decent amount of money for his family. And besides, the weapons were currently being used for good. At least, that was what her dad said to reassure himself and his family. 

    “Too bad I also got her height,” Nova retorted.

    “Nak, you’re perfect just the way you are,” Mom chided from the stove where she was stirring a pot of what looked like a soup or stew. Nova rolled her eyes, used to her mother lecturing her on her negative view of her appearance. 

    She turned to Adrian to hug him next, as it was expected, despite the sudden skip in her chest. It had been a few months since she had seen much of him or talked to him, both of them being held down by responsibilities and Renegade duties. Ever since they got their own teams a couple years ago, she had noticed how they began drifting apart. It was upsetting because they had been so close when they were young, but what could they do about it? Nova barely had enough time these days for her studies, something her parents were strict on her having. She supposed it was a good thing, seeing as she had developed confusing and distracting feelings for her childhood friend that went beyond friendship. And as her mom liked to say, people would enter and leave her life when she needed them, that they were there or not there for a reason. 

    It was hard not to breathe in or let her eyes fall shot when Nova wrapped both of her arms around Adrian’s shoulders, lifting up on the tips of her toes. She tried not to shiver as he bent down to meet her, arms encircling her waist. Then it was over too soon, and Nova hopped up on the kitchen counter beside where he stood. 

    “Get down from there,” Nova’s dad passed by her with a handful of bowls, swatting at her lightly once he set them down. Sharing a look with Adrian, who bit his lip to hold back his smile, she slid back down. 

    “So, what’s for dinner?” Nova leaned against the counter. 

    Papà opened his mouth to speak, but before he could, Nova’s siblings came running through the kitchen, Thomas chasing after Evie with a red face and tears running down his cheeks. 

    “Give it back!” Thomas screeched. He managed to wrap a fist around Evie’s shirt before she ripped it from his grasp, dancing away. “Papà, tell Evie to give my action figure back!”

    Nova saw her father’s face age about ten years as he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose beneath his glasses. “Evie, give your brother his toy back, please.”

    “He wouldn’t leave me alone!” Evie stuck her tongue out at Thomas. “He kept opening my door and running away laughing, so now his stupid toy is mine.” 

    Nova shifted toward Adrian, who leaned down to listen as she mumbled, “She just got herself into huge trouble, watch.”

    Papà narrowed his eyes at Evie. “Evie Grace Artino, what have we said about closed doors in this house?” 

    Nova elbowed Adrian softly. 

    Evie faltered, her hand that was held over her head to keep the toy away from Thomas falling. “Did I say my bedroom door? I..I-I um...I meant-”

    “Give the toy back, and I’ll consider lightening your punishment for breaking the rules.”

    Evie groaned loudly and shoved the toy at Thomas, whose skin and hair, Nova noticed, was a soft shade of red. At this point, Nova was used to her brother’s recent discovery that he was a prodigy like her. It wasn’t much, seemingly, because he only changed colors depending on his mood. But Nova had a feeling that there was much more to it, and that he would learn more about himself in the coming years. 

    “It’s not fair! Nova’s allowed to have her door shut!” 

    Nova began to speak, retorting that she had earned that right, but Mom beat her to it.

    “Nova is five years older than you, Evie.” She brought the stirring pot over to the island where she set it on a hot pad. “And much more mature. She’s a leader in the Renegades and has nearly perfect grades in her studies and she does her chores and work without being asked. She’s earned that right, and you will too, once we see you trying in school and emptying the dishwasher on time and not after we’ve asked ten times.”

    “Explains why you’re always grounded every other week,” Evie grumbled, shoving past Nova. 

    “Anyway,” Mom took her apron off. “Dinner’s ready. And to answer your question, Nova, it’s Sinigang.”

    Nova smiled. Her favorite. 

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    “No boys in bedrooms!” Mom called up the stairs as Nova led Adrian up. 

    “Oh darn, there goes my plan to seduce my best friend.” She shrugged at Adrian. “Sorry, maybe next time.” She pretended not to notice how he averted her gaze, cheeks red. 

    “I mean it, Nova Jean!” 

    “We’re just going to watch a movie or something, calm down!” 

    Even as she said it, she led Adrian to the back of the upstairs where her bedroom was. 

    “Didn’t your mom just say-”

    Nova reached for his hand, pulling him inside. “We’re not going to be in my room.” She nodded to her window. “The roof?”

    A smile crept onto Adrian’s face, understanding filling his eyes. He let Nova pull him to the window. She lifted it up and stepped out onto the sill, then pushed herself up onto the roof, an easy feat as the roof was slanted right beside her bedroom window. When they were little, she and Adrian would climb up there and talk for hours until Papà would have to go out in the backyard and yell up at them to come down because it was time for Adrian to go home. 

    The wind picked up slightly, and Nova peered back over her shoulder. “Grab a blanket from my bed.”

    She crawled to the center, their spot, and waited for Adrian. When he poked his head up, she grinned and caught the blanket thrown at her. She wrapped it around herself as he joined her. 

    “How’s your team doing?” She scooted closer to him, telling herself it was because she was cold and he radiated heat. “I saw Ruby the other day in the training hall. We ran a few laps together before she had to go.”

    “Good, I suppose.” He rested back on his elbows. “Danna misses you, by the way. She won’t shut up about how you two need to grab coffee or breakfast.”

    Nova chuckled. “I know! We’ve been texting, but our schedules just haven’t lined up in a while. I haven’t been able to relax much the past few months with this new schedule I’m on.” She let out a sigh, resting her chin on her knees. “Especially since I-” she stopped herself, shoulders tensing up. Adrian didn’t know about her therapist. In fact, no one knew that she had started going to therapy, not even Adèle or Ramona or Benton, some of the people she spent most of her time around. She didn’t need people thinking she was weak.

    “Since you what?” Even though she her back was to him, Nova could hear the frown in his voice. 

    “Nothing.” Nova chewed the inside of her cheek. “Forget I said anything.”

    Adrian sat up. “No, what?” When she didn’t give him an immediate answer, avoiding his piercing gaze, he nudged her gently. “Come on, Nova. We’ve been friends for almost ten years. You know you can tell me anything.”

    She picked at a hole in her leggings. “It’s not that I’m embarrassed or anything. It’s a completely normal thing people do. It’s just...not everyone would agree with me, and you know that I’m not the most liked person in Gatlon.” It wasn’t something she acknowledged often because it always left her in a sour mood; it always lingered at the bottom of her conscience, like how Evie would overstay her welcome in Nova’s room sometimes. Because of her uncle, because of what he did before his death, the Artino’s had to tread lightly in the city. Her parents, maybe not so much, since so many sympathized with them choosing to do the right thing and nearly losing their lives over it. And Evie presented no danger because she wasn’t a prodigy, and she was too young to even remember her uncle. Thomas was still a young child, despite being a prodigy, and didn’t even know how to divide numbers bigger than twenty without help. Nova, on the other hand, was kept under supervision by just about all of Gatlon. There were people who didn’t like the fact that she was a Renegade, much less a team leader for one of the best teams in the city. They didn’t like that she was friends with Adrian Everhart, son of the late Lady Indomitable and adopted son of the Dread Warden and Captain Chromium, all three being members on the Renegades Council. Rumors had been spread in the past of her true intentions with the Everhart boy, and how much she trained, and how intelligent she was. After all, she had known Ace Anarchy; he was her Uncle Alec. She had loved him and the gifts he brought her family. That was all before she knew who he truly was, of course. 

But even then, in recent years, she had been contacted by the living Anarchists, confronted by them in person sometimes. The Council didn’t know, and it was a secret Nova planned on taking to her grave, despite never acting on their kind words and suggestions to join them, that the Renegades were flawed and corrupt. She knew they only wanted her because of her bloodline. Their words were lies.

Nova couldn’t afford to make mistakes in this world with so many eyes on her. 

Adrian shifted closer, the movement almost subtle. He placed a hand on her back, and Nova tried to hide her shiver. “They can all go to Hell. No one knows you like I do, Nova. The media...the media will always find a way to twist good into bad, no matter how hard you try.” He traced a small pattern on her back. “If you don’t want to tell me, I get it, and I won’t press anymore, but you can trust me. I promise not to tell anyone.”

Nova allowed herself to sink into his touch, just a little. After a moment, she said quietly, “I started going to therapy. You know how I don’t need to sleep? How whenever I try, I’m taken back to that night?” Adrian nodded. She had told him the story years ago. “Well, I’ve been going for that, partly.” She cleared her throat. “I learned from my therapist that I have a decent amount of anxiety, and I’m pretty fucking depressed, so I’m going for that as well.”

His hand paused on her back, then shifted to take her hand. She didn’t even realize it had started shaking. “That’s good you’re seeing someone. You’ve never been good at opening up.” She had to let out a soft laugh at that. 

“Yeah.” She looked down at their joined hands, thought of how they would look better laced together. “But I mean, it’s helped a lot. She’s helping me work through the trauma and pain I deal with on a daily basis. And she’s patient, too, so if she makes a suggestion and it takes me weeks to act upon it, she’s not upset. She’s always happy to hear me try something new.”

“Like?” Adrian looked down at her. 

She hummed. “Well, at first it was little things, like making my team train during the day instead of at four in the morning.” When Adrian frowned, she continued. “I’ve always done that because I was insecure about people watching me, about what they would say. And then it kind of just became routine, so I didn’t bother changing it until she suggested I do.”

“There were a few times I remember seeing you train during the day,” Adrian said. “They weren’t often, and I always assumed it was because something changed in your schedule.”

Nova nodded. “I hated those days. Usually, I would just try to tune everyone out but myself and my team.” She bit her lip. “Now, it’s still a little weird, but I’m getting used to it every day.” A snort escaped her mouth. “And now people can stop saying I have something to hide because I train so early.” 

    “Stop worrying about what other people think.” He squeezed her hand gently, that stupid soft smile returning to his lips.

    “Gee,” Nova deadpanned, “I wish I would’ve thought of that. Thank you. I’m cured.” 

    “You know what I mean.”

    Nova tore her hand out of his, despite liking the way it felt, to push him gently. He was laughing at her now, so she pushed him again, this time a bit harder. It seemed to have no effect on him. Why was he so infuriating? Even from going months without seeing one another, even from drifting apart in recent years, he still had the audacity to be so comfortable around her while she was an awkward mess. She guessed that may also play a part in the reason why her pulse tended to quicken in his presence the past six or more months. She also guessed that was why she enjoyed her friendship with him as much as she did, and that he was debatably the closest person to her. They could always pick up right where they left off no matter how long they were apart, as if they had talked just the other day. 

    Adrian nudged her back with his arm playfully. They went back and forth like this, playing the game for another minute or so, the two of them erupting into quite giggles, before he grabbed both of her arms as they pushed against his chest. She tried to pull away, grinning widely, but her laughter died in her throat when she looked up to meet his eyes. They stared into hers with an intensity that brought color to her cheeks. Her smile faded. 

    “Nova, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for a while now,” he breathed. Minutes ago, he had sounded so calm, so confident, and now she could hear the trembling in his voice, the uncertainty. She could’ve sworn she saw his eyelashes dip, eyes glancing at her gaping mouth. Instead of telling her, he inched his face closer to hers. 

    Inhaling sharply, Nova almost scrambled away. Was he...great skies. She remained still, though, and surprised herself by letting her eyes flutter shut, tilting in. After all, wasn’t this what she had been wanting for so long? Many nights had been spent tossing and turning in her bed, trying to make herself get at least a few minutes of sleep despite not needing it, wondering if he thought of her the way she thought of him. They weren’t kids anymore. Things had changed. 

    But they were still friends. Best friends. What if...whatever this was...would send them down a dangerous path? It could open up something new for both of them, or it could completely ruin a decade long friendship. And with her schedule, she didn’t have time for it, even though she really, really, truly wanted it. Wanted him. This was the first time they had actually hung out in months, and while they could pick up where they left off as friends, would it be the same in a relationship?

    Too many questions raced through her mind as Adrian’s lips brushed against hers, sending electricity down her spine. She had kissed Adrian before, nearly three years ago at a party where they played spin the bottle. Back then, it was an innocent kiss, an awkward and amateur exchange between two friends who had both just recently had the talk with their parents. She remembered their friends teasing them about it for months, and Nova and Adrian had mutually agreed that it held little meaning and that nothing would change in their friendship. 

    Body trembling, Nova swiveled her head to face the backyard before Adrian’s lips could press against hers and she would be lost in him. She concentrated her eyes on the old playset in the yard. 

    “Do you want to play I Spy?” From the corner of her eye, she could see Adrian blink at her, confused and deflated at her sudden rejection. She dared to peek back at him when he didn’t answer. “It was your favorite game once upon a time, right?”

    Adrian gulped, staring at her for what seemed like an eternity, before he nodded, almost as if he understood what she was trying to silently convey through her eyes. She was scared, terrified even, of a kiss and what it could mean. Their friendship was one of the only things tethering her to sanity some days, at least it seemed that way. 

Please, please, please don’t hate me. I need normal right now. 

He nodded. “Yeah, sure.”

[lordofassgard]

Home

Requested: | yes | no |

Pairing: Park Jinyoung x f!Reader

Summary: home isn’t exactly a place with four walls and a roof. to you, jinyoung was home but what happens when you're left homeless?

Genre: non idol!au, arranged marriage!au, run away bride!au is this even a thing???, angst, fluff

Warnings: mentions of sex, cursing

Word Count: 6.2k+

A/N: happy very late birthday to jinyoung. i’m sorry that this wasn’t up on his actual birthday but i’ve been exhausted. next i’ll start working on play pretend 3 and five times 2. i tried to make jinyoung as bf material as i could bc that’s what he is and these are facts lmao. either way, here it is. i hope you enjoy :)

masterlist in bio

gif credits to gyeomdrop

You walked into your father's company, greeting people on your way to the elevator, some of them you had known for years, way before you worked there. Other employees piled up in the elevator and you pressed the 45th floor button. Every couple of floors, the doors opened and people would get off the elevator, others getting in. On the 38th floor, the door opened and three people walked in. One of them definitely caught your attention, making you smile.

It was weird how the other people in the elevator didn't notice you stealing glances at each other. Maybe you were just that good. Luckily, everyone but the two of you got off on the 43rd floor, leaving you alone.

“I missed you.” Jinyoung crossed the small space over to you.

“I missed you more.” You pulled him by his tie crashing your lips into his.

His hands immediately found their way to your hips pulling you even closer as your hands cupped his face. It wasn't often that the two of you had some time alone, especially outside yours or his apartment. Keeping your relationship hidden when everyone knew you or your father wasn't easy. But you managed to do it through weekends spent at hotel rooms on the outskirts of town and numerous road trips where your brother covered for you.

When the annoying ‘ding’ echoed through the closed space, the two of you pulled away before the doors opened.

“See you around Mr. Park.” You smiled before stepping out of the elevator.

“See you around Ms. Kim.”

Your Louboutins clicked against the marble floor as you walked towards the conference room where a meeting was being held. But before that, you stopped by the break room to get yourself some coffee. Mrs. Jeon was preparing coffee and tea for the meeting and even after she declined it several times, you ended up giving her a hand.

When you finally walked into the conference room, you spotted Jinyoung sitting at the coffee table. His suit jacket was draped across the chair he was sitting on and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Saying that he looked good was an understatement. Jinyoung seemed as surprised as you but he couldn't help but smirk at the fact that you were shamelessly checking him out.

You helped Mrs. Jeon handing out coffee to everyone in the room, your hand staying a little longer than it should on Jinyoung's shoulder when you placed his coffee in front of him. Meanwhile, your brother, aware of what was going on between the two of you rolled your eyes from across the table.

After Mrs. Jeon left the room, you took a seat in the only available spot between your father and your brother, Mingyu. Once you sat down, you realized that Mingyu had left that seat available on purpose so that you could sit in front of Jinyoung and he seemed pretty proud of himself for doing so.

Trying your best to ignore Jinyoung sitting in front of you looking like that, you got your notepad out of your Chanel bag and started taking notes. Honestly, you weren't really interested in the meeting, but you had to be there since one day, in a not so far future, the company would be run by you and Mingyu. Glancing over at your brother, you realized that he was as bored as you as he scribbled some information down on his own notepad.

Once the meeting was finally over, people started leaving the room, shaking your father's hand by the door. You and Mingyu stayed back since your father mentioned he wanted to talk to you. When there was no one else in the room but the three of you, he closed the door.

“So (Y/N)” Your father started “Are you seeing anyone?”

You visibly tensed up at his words. He knew. It's not that you were embarrassed about your relationship with Jinyoung, but your father had a strict policy when it came to dating co-workers. And obviously, he wasn't going to fire you so everything would fall on Jinyoung's shoulders. Besides, if your father ever found out that Jinyoung had broken the company's rule with his daughter, you were positive that Jinyoung would never find a job in another company.

“No.” You shrugged “Why?” You raised your eyebrows suspiciously.

“Great.” He was over the moon with your answer.

“What do you mean great?”

“You'll see. Do any of you have plans tomorrow night?”

“No.” You and Mingyu shook our heads.

“Then we can set up a dinner at our house tomorrow.”

Mingyu exchanged a confused look with you, your eyebrows furrowed as you turned to your father, waiting for him to elaborate.

“Don't worry (Y/N), you're going to enjoy it.”

It couldn't be good. No. Since when did your father care about your love life? Something was off and you had a feeling you weren't going to like it.

After parting ways with Mingyu, you grabbed your phone and texted Jinyoung.

[You]: Meet me in our spot

[Jinyoung]: Be there in 10

The elevator ride up to the roof was filled with anxiety. Your father's sudden interest in your love life worried you. But once Jinyoung's lips were on yours, your worries melted and the slight breeze carried them away. Your expensive bag was long forgotten on the concrete floor as your hands cupped his face lovingly.

When Jinyoung pulled away before leaving one last peck on your lips, his own stained with your lipstick, he smiled at you.

“Do you have plans tomorrow?”

When you were reminded of your plans, your anxiety came back and you unconsciously squeezed his hand that was intertwined with yours.

“Yeah, I do.” You looked down at your feet.

“What is it?” Jinyoung brought his free hand to your chin, gently lifting your head up so that you could look at him.

“It's just…” You sighed “My dad asked me if I was seeing someone and…”

“Does he know?” Jinyoung cut you off, wide-eyed.

“No, he doesn't.” You reassured “But he invited me and Mingyu to have dinner at his house tomorrow night.” You paused “I have a bad feeling about this.”

Jinyoung relaxed, glad that you hadn't been caught and pulled you in for a hug. You took a deep breath and inhaled his scent. It felt like home, more than the house you spent your childhood in, more than the expensive apartment your father gave you when you started working at his company. Home isn't exactly a place with four walls and a roof and you only realized that when you met Jinyoung. Home is a place where you feel safe, happy and comfortable. To you, home was Jinyoung.

He pressed soft kisses to your temple as his hands rubbed your back soothingly.

“It's okay.” He reassured you “Don't stress about it.”

You only moved when his phone rang in his pocket. You tried to pull away but he kept an arm around your waist as he accepted the call with his other hand. His chest vibrated as he spoke, probably to his superior who was asking yelling where he was. After Jinyoung assured him he'd be back soon, he hung up.

“I have to go.” He pouted “But how about this. Tonight after work I’ll come over and run you a bath so that you can relax.” He suggested.

“Sounds good.” You smiled.

After a couple of kisses, he finally left although he whined like a little kid before you convinced him that he had to get back to work or else he'd be in trouble.

Jinyoung kept his promise. He came over that night with a bag full of different bath bombs and candles for you to pick. While he got things ready, you sat on the counter in nothing but a bathrobe looking at him. Jinyoung was wearing a hoodie and sweatpants but he still managed to look breathtaking. Once he was done, you got in the bathtub, the warm water immediately relaxing your tense muscles. Letting out a loud sigh of relief, you looked up at your boyfriend with a smile.

“Thank you.”

“Do you need anything else?”

“Stay.” You pleaded.

Jinyoung complied and sat on the floor next to the bathtub.

“No. Get in here.” You pointed at the bathtub.

He smirked before standing up to take off his clothes, slipping into the bathtub behind you, your back against his chest.

You turned your head to kiss him and he happily kissed back as his hands traveled down your torso. Later that night, the two of you ended up cleaning a lot of water from the bathroom floor in between giggles with a pleasant soreness in your thighs.

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The next day went just fine until you went home to get ready for that mysterious dinner party your father was throwing. As you picked an outfit, the same anxiety from the day before settled in your chest again. You tried to keep Jinyoung's words in your mind so that you wouldn't call your father and tell him you were sick before inviting Jinyoung over so that the two could watch some Netflix cuddled up on the couch.

You were the last one to arrive since you lived a bit further away when compared to Mingyu. There were a few unfamiliar faces at the table but your father was quick to introduce them to you.

“(Y/N), this is Mr. Im. He's one of my business partners.” You gave the older man a handshake “This is his wife, Mrs. Im.” You smiled at the woman before shaking her hand “And this is their son, Jaebum.”

Your eyes followed your father's finger landing on a man around your age with black hair parted in the middle and dark brown eyes. His body language showed how tense and uncomfortable he was with being there and you couldn't blame him. You felt the same way, but you did a better job at hiding it. But when his eyes met yours, Jaebum shot you a warm smile making him look like a completely different person and also making you wonder how fake that smile was.

“Nice to meet you.” Jaebum spoke, bowing a little.

“You too.” You bowed as well.

When you glanced at your father, out of the corner of your eye, he looked so happy with the little interaction between you and Jaebum and bad feeling you had, came back but stronger. There was a high chance your father was trying to set you up with Jaebum.

And you really didn't have a choice. In your lifestyle, ending up marrying people you didn't love for the sake of business partnerships was common. You were pretty sure that was how your parents met although they always dodged your questions about that subject. You just thought that by being forced to end up with someone they didn't love or at least knew enough to love would've pushed them away from the thought of doing the same to their kids. Apparently, you were wrong.

Throughout dinner, your parents kept telling you random achievements Jaebum had. Oh, Jaebum graduated college top of his class. Oh, Jaebum is friends with the famous fencer Jackson Wang. Oh, Jaebum cured cancer. Oh, Jaebum went to the moon. It was so obvious what they were doing that you just wanted to roll your eyes. But instead, you smiled and replied that's great because what else could you say? You didn't know him and you weren't interested.

When the dinner party was finally over, you were the first one to leave, desperate to sleep and for the comfort of Jinyoung's arms. After throwing your keys on the bowl by the door and taking your shoes off, you grabbed your phone and texted Jinyoung despite it being almost 1 am.

[You]: Are you up?

[Jinyoung]: Yeah. How did the dinner go?

[You]: My dad is trying to set me up with someone

[Jinyoung]: Do you want me to come over?

[You]: No, it's late. Get some rest

[Jinyoung]: I'm on my way. Be there in 10

[You]: Thank you

Ten minutes later, your front door opened and Jinyoung walked in while you were in the process of lazily removing your makeup. Without saying a word, he took the makeup wipe from your hand and gently started to rub your face removing all traces of makeup. Your eyes were half-open as you played with the strings of his hoodie. Jinyoung's presence was enough to calm you down, making it harder for you to keep your eyes open.

“I don't like him.” You mumbled against Jinyoung's chest.

“I know.” He reassured as he gently placed you on the bed.

“They're business partners. His father and mine.”

You stared at Jinyoung's back as he rummaged through your closet to get you something comfortable to sleep in.

“Let me guess. Your relationship is supposed to strengthen their partnership.”

“Probably.” You yawned.

“So you guys really like supposed to date?” He asked as he turned around.

“Yeah, I think that's how my parents met.”

“So does that mean you'll end up marrying him?”

Your lack of response surprised him. But to be honest, you didn't know it either. You hoped not, since you were going to be forced to marry someone you didn't love especially if it meant letting go of the one you loved.

“I hope not but…” You hesitated “It's a possibility.”

It was his turn to stay silent as he set the clothes he picked on the bed.

“We’ll figure it out.” He reassured you.

But by the look in his eyes, you knew he wasn't too sure of his words. And God knows you weren't either.

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The excuses your father would make up so that you could spend time alone with Jaebum were ridiculous. Sometimes he'd invite the two of you for lunch but then get stuck in a last minute meeting when in fact there was no meeting at all, you checked. That got you dozens of awkward lunches alone with the man your parents picked for you.

After a while, Jaebum got the hint and started inviting you for lunch. And over the time you got to know each other, you started to like him. Not in the same way you liked Jinyoung, far from that, but like a friend. In other circumstances, you could've been great friends. Your parents were delighted that you were spending time with him. You, on the other hand, weren't. It was inevitable what was going to happen, you knew where everything was leading to. But you kept ignoring it, spending every free second you had with Jinyoung knowing that you were running out of time.

Jinyoung knew about your lunch “dates”. Not from you, but because it was the talk of the company. Everyone cooed at how cute it was that you fell in love with someone in the same lifestyle as you and especially because Jaebum's father was one of your father's business partners. What they didn't know was that in your lifestyle, few were the ones who got to marry who they truly loved.

You kept reassuring Jinyoung in every way you knew how. But after a while, you knew the things you said sounded more like excuses. Fights started happening offer. Harsh words were thrown at each other and it'd always end with the door slamming.

“Then why the fuck are you still with him?” Jinyoung yelled.

You opened your mouth to reply but he beat you to it.

“Because you don't have a choice, I know.” He answered his own question, a sarcastic tone evident in his voice.

“I really don't.” You yelled back “But if you don't want to believe me when I tell you that I only love you then it's your fucking problem!”

You stared at each other in silence for a few seconds, breathing heavy and hearts racing, hoping that the winner of your stupid fight would be determined by a staring contest.

Your phone ringing on the coffee table made you look away from each other and the both of you glanced at your phone. Jaebum's name was displayed across the screen deepening the frown in Jinyoung's handsome features.

“Why is he calling you at this hour?”

“I don't know…” You didn't like that his question sounded more like an accusation.

Jinyoung glared at you as if you were lying to his face. You glared back aware that your phone kept ringing. The sound that usually sounded pleasant to your ears was annoying you in that moment.

With a sigh, you grabbed the phone, not missing the way Jinyoung's eyebrows raised in disbelief.

“Hello?”

“Hi (Y/N), how are you?”

“I'm good how about you?” You tried to sound cheerful although you were far from it.

“I'm good, thank you.” He paused “Listen, my parents, asked me to invite you and your family to a dinner party at my house Friday night.”

“Friday?” Jinyoung perked up “Uh, sure. I'll talk to them.”

“Great see you Friday.”

“See you Friday.” You said before hanging up.

You hadn't even put your phone down when Jinyoung started arguing again.

“We have plans on Friday.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

“I know, I'm sorry but this involves my family as well.”

“So you're just gonna cancel our plans?”

“I don't have an option.”

“Bullshit. You could’ve said no!”

“Jinyoung, please understand that…” You tried to reason with him but he wasn't having it.

“How do I even know that you're not fucking him behind my back? Because after all, he's your boyfriend and not me!”

If his words weren't enough to hurt you, the look in his eyes was. Your fists clenched and you took a deep breath before you said something that'd make the situation even worse.

“Get out.” The cold tone in your voice surprised the both of you.

“What?”

“Out.”

His expression softened and he took a step towards you but you stepped back. With a sad sigh, he grabbed his things and left, quietly shutting the door behind him, unlike how it had been lately.

Jinyoung's words made your chest ache and tears well up in your eyes and for the first time in a long time, you allowed yourself to cry.

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Friday came quickly, although you felt every second. Jinyoung's words didn't leave your mind and you were sure that they didn't leave his either. You knew that from the amount of unopened texts on your phone. You knew that from the cups of coffee and the boxes of pastries from your favorite bakery on your desk every morning. You knew that from the little post-it notes he left asking you to meet at your spot. You didn't text back, you didn't drink the coffee or eat the pastries and you didn't show up.

As you got ready for the dinner, you decided to wear a full face of makeup hoping it'd conceal your tired expression and your sadness. Jinyoung was still the only thing on your mind as you drove to Jaebum's house. Jinyoung was still the only thing on your mind throughout the entire dinner. Jinyoung was still the only thing on your mind when Jaebum asked for a moment after dessert, grabbed your hand making you stand up, went down on one knee and pulled a little velvet box out of his pocket. Jinyoung was still the only thing on your mind when you said yes.

From the time you got to know Jaebum, you learned to read his eyes. His face didn't show all lot of emotion but his eyes betrayed him most of the time. And in his eyes, you saw the same thing he probably saw in yours. Neither of you wanted to do it. Yet, in front of your families, the two of you forced yourselves to smile and hug after he slipped the shiny ring on your finger. In front of your families, you were nothing but puppets who played your part to keep them entertained.

And when you were finally free from them, wanting nothing but to cry in Jinyoung's arms, Mingyu shot you a sympathetic smile as he got in his car. That was enough for you to break down in tears as you started the car.

You drove to the only place where you knew you'd feel safe, the fight you had with him a few days prior was long forgotten. Knocking on his door, you wiped your tears with your left hand. Jinyoung opened the door, his eyes immediately spotted the ring.

“I'm sorry.” You sobbed.

He pulled you into his chest and closed the door. To be honest, you don't remember much of what happened that night, only that you cried yourself to sleep until the early hours of the morning as Jinyoung rubbed your back and whispered sweet nothings into your hair.

And little did you know that things were going to get worse for you. Because when you woke up later that day, the heaviness in your chest still present along with a newly arrived headache Jinyoung was nowhere to be seen. And when he finally walked in, dressed up for work, loosening his tie, he seemed surprised that you were awake.

No one said anything and the tension in the room was palpable.

“We need to talk.” You both said at the same time.

You sat at the kitchen table, fumbling with your hands in your lap as you waited for him to talk.

“I think we should stop seeing each other.”

Your head snapped up to meet his eyes, finding them already on you. There was no trace of happiness, jokes, sadness or anger. Nothing.

“What?”

“You're going to get married, it's the right thing to do.”

“But I love you…” Your voice weak like a child being scolded.

“I love you too.” He paused “But that's not enough.”

“But…”

“We...we're from different worlds, things could never work between us. I'm surprised how we lasted so long.”

You blinked your tears away but your efforts were in vain. Once tears started streaming down your face, Jinyoung looked away from you. Seeing you cry would make him cry and then you'd end up crying in each other's arms apologizing over and over.

“Please...don't do this.” You shook your head.

“You're going to marry Jaebum, you're going to fall in love with him, you're going to have kids that will be as beautiful as you and you'll forget all about me. One day my name will be nothing but a faint memory of the one who loved you before you realized what true love was.”

“No…” You sobbed.

“(Y/N)” Jinyoung's hands reached for yours across the table, giving it a light squeeze “It's for the best.”

But it wasn't. Breaking up with you was the worst thing Jinyoung could do to you or himself. And no matter how much you begged, he didn't change his mind. When you left his apartment with a box of all your stuff in your hands, adding to the heaviness in your chest and your headache, you had a broken heart.

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Over the next two months, you were barely at the company. Your mother insisted you were involved in the wedding preparations. Flowers, venues, bridesmaids, dresses, guests, invitations, band, the wedding theme, you handled everything. Jaebum tried his best to help you but he looked really clueless as you gave him a list of flowers you could have at your wedding. After that, you'd just inform him of what you chose and only required his presence when it came to the food served at the wedding and the cake.

When you were at the company, you were in and out of meetings. Jinyoung was also there. It was hard to sit in the same room as him when you weren't together anymore, it was hard to look at him. You hadn't spoken since he broke up with you and it was almost better that way. That didn't stop him from stealing glances at you though. During the meetings, his eyes were either on you, on the ring on your left hand or on his notepad where they should be all the time.

Mingyu was a great support to you throughout the entire process of planning a wedding you didn't want while brokenhearted. He was here when you broke down crying from stress mixed with anxiety and sadness. He was there for the bad moments and for the rare good ones.

During the rehearsal dinner, your parents and Jaebum's were trying to decide where you'd live after the wedding.

“I'm guessing you don't want a house too big at first am I right?” Mrs. Im asked.

“Nonsense.” Your mother replied before you even opened your mouth “They're going to need a big house for when they have kids.”

Your eyes widened and without noticing you dropped your fork making it clink loudly against the plate. Everyone at your table stared at you and you smiled nervously as you tried to come up with an excuse.

“How many kids do you think I'm going to have to need a house that big mother? Besides, my apartment is perfect for now.”

“(Y/N) dear, you can have as many kids as you want. Money is not a problem and you can hire as many nannies as you need.”

You clenched your fists, the metal of the fork digging into your skin as you glared at your mother. But before you could say something that'd probably ruin the rest of the dinner for everyone, Jaebum spoke.

“(Y/N) is right. Kids are not our number one priority right now. It's going to take us some time to settle in so a smaller apartment would be perfect for now.”

You sent a small smile his way and raised your eyebrows when your mother scoffed under her breath. And before the two of you would start arguing, Mingyu raised his glass and proposed a toast.

“To (Y/N) and Jaebum.”

Everyone clicked their glasses, fake laughs all over the room. As you sipped your drink, you and your mother glared at each other over your cups.

Why was she even talking about kids? She knew damn well that you didn't love Jaebum. Why would you have kids with a man you didn't know?

Besides, Jaebum wasn't the father you wanted for your kids. Jinyoung, on the other hand, was perfect. You imagined coming home to Jinyoung as he greeted you by the door with your child in his arms. Raising them together. First teeth, first words, first steps, first day of school…

“Why are you smiling (Y/N)?” Your father's voice woke you up from your dream about your impossible life with Jinyoung.

“Uh, nothing.” You shook your head.

Too bad that your dream would never come true.

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A few days before the wedding, Jaebum showed up at your apartment with a couple of soju bottles in his hands. You let him in, worried about his appearance since he looked like he had aged ten years in a couple of days. After getting two shots glasses, you sat down at your kitchen table talking and drinking.

“You look really tired.” Jaebum randomly commented.

“I am tired.” You chuckled “Planning this wedding is kicking my ass. I'm not sure if I still fit in my dress.”

“I don't care about the color of the flowers, to be honest.”

“Me neither but it's not like we have a choice.”

“I know.” He sighed.

After a couple more shots, you found out that Jaebum's tolerance wasn't as high as yours.

“Can I admit something?” His speech was slightly slurred.

“Sure.”

“I'm in love with someone else.” It didn't come as a surprise but you were relieved, at least you wouldn't start your marriage with do something to hide.

“Me too.” You confessed.

“She's engaged.” He poured himself another shot.

“Does she love you back?” You dared to ask.

“Yeah, she does. Her parents don't really like me though.”

“I'm sorry.”

“What about you?” Jaebum leaned his head into his palm listening attentively.

“He's not apart of this...lifestyle. He works at my father's company.”

“Does he love you?”

“He does.” You smiled but it didn't quite reach your eyes.

It was sad that two people who didn't love each other had to be together while the ones they truly loved were out there, suffering and heartbroken. You couldn't even imagine how Jinyoung was feeling. You pictured him at his apartment in bed reading a book but eventually putting it down since he had read the same paragraph several times but didn't pay attention to it because you were the only thing he could think of. Then you imagined him laying down hoping that your scent was still clinging onto his sheets.

Shaking your head and pushing back the tears that started to well up in your eyes, you poured yourself another shot. You had to move on.

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The day before the wedding was spent with your closest girl friends at a spa, as they gushed over how lucky you were for marrying such a successful handsome man. Truth to be told, you didn't feel lucky at all. But you let them believe you did, you played your part well. After all, that was what everyone expected from you.

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On your wedding day, you were a ball of stress and anxiety. Yet, to everyone around you, you seemed calm. Too calm. You felt miserable, you felt like crying and screaming but you couldn't.

“Did you and dad meet the same way Jaebum and I met?” You asked your mother as she zipped up your dress.

“Yes.” She finally admitted.

“Were you in love with someone else?”

“No, why?”

“Nothing, just curious.” You shook your head.

Your bridesmaids walked into the room, their high pitched voices were heard before you even saw them and they were giving you a headache. After they all complimented you on how good you looked on your Vera Wang dress, you walked if they could give you some time alone since you wanted to relax. It wasn't exactly a lie, but you just wanted them out of your face.

You hadn't slept in over twenty-four hours, your fingers itching to call Jinyoung. He was probably home feeling like shit, knowing he was minutes away from losing you forever.

And it wasn't like you could divorce Jaebum later on. Divorces weren't really a thing in your world. You knew a lot of married couples who acted as if everything was fine but the love had died years ago if it was even there in the first place.

You glanced at the hotel room door behind you. And all it took you was twenty seconds of insane courage for you to grab a notepad and a pen that were laying around. You wrote two notes. One for your parents, your family, Jaebum's family, the guests.

Don't look for me

Then another for Jaebum, the man you were going to leave at the altar. The man who was as broken-hearted as you.

I'm sorry

After placing both pieces of paper in a place where they'd be visible, you placed your engagement ring next to Jaebum's note. Then you grabbed your bag looked back. You were aware of the consequences of what you were about to do but you couldn't bring yourself to care.

“(Y/N)” The door opened revealing your brother “Mom sent me here, she said you were acting weird.”

You looked at him as if you were a deer caught in headlights. Mingyu took a quick look around the room, understanding what you were about to do.

“Are...are you running away?”

At his words, you broke down in tears letting out all be sadness and stress you had pent up for so long.

“I can't do this.” You sobbed “I can't.”

Mingyu locked the door and walked over to you, a serious look on his face.

“Do you know what happens if you go through with this don't you?” You nodded “Do you think Jinyoung is worth all that?” You nodded again.

Your brother sighed and ran a hand through his perfectly styled hair. He looked at you one last time before mumbling under his breath.

“Fuck.” He opened the door and peeked into the hallway “C’mon.”

“What are you doing?”

“I'm getting you out of here. C'mon hurry up you idiot.”

Without thinking twice, you followed him out the door. One of your hands held on to the dress preventing you from tripping while the other grasped your bag tightly.

Mingyu chose the stairs instead of the elevator and you were thankful that the hotel you rented out for the wedding was less than ten stories high.

Everyone else was in the back where the wedding would happen and the only person in the main lobby was the receptionist. Mingyu held up a finger to his lips and the man nodded. Once you were outside, Mingyu called you a cab.

“Wait, what about you?” You asked once you realized in how much trouble you brother could get by helping you run away from your own wedding “Why are you doing this?”

“You're my sister and I love you. And if you know that Jinyoung is the one that's going to make you happy, then…”

“Thank you.” You wrapped your arms around his torso hugging him “Thank you so much.”

Mingyu opened the car door for you. You glanced at the hotel door to see if anyone was coming after you. No one. Inside the cab, you looked up at your brother who smiled fondly at you.

“Thank you. I love you.”

Those were the last words you said to him before he closed the car door. You gave the driver Jinyoung's address and as the car drove away, you looked back at your brother who was still watching you. You waved and he waved back before returning to the hotel.

The car ride to Jinyoung's apartment was filled with anxiety but there was so much adrenaline in your veins that you barely noticed it. For the first time in a long time, you felt alive and you were loving every second of it. The driver stole glances at you every once in a while, probably dying to ask about the dress but you ignored him.

Once the cab came to a stop, you paid the driver and got out of the car as best as you could when more than half of you was a dress. People walking by gave you weird glances but you were only focused on one thing.

You knocked on the door and waited for what it felt like forever for the door to open as you prayed that Jinyoung was home. When the door opened, Jinyoung let out a shocked gasp and you smiled.

He looked you up and down a couple of times trying to figure out if he wasn't just imagining it. Maybe it was just his brain playing tricks on him, just to make him suffer and realized the mistake he had made when he let you go.

“Aren't you going to let me in?” But the moment he heard your voice, a sweet sound to his ears, he knew it was real.

“Fuck yes.” Jinyoung pulled you in for a kiss closing the door behind you and pressing your back against it.

You were pretty sure that your dress was stuck on the door but you didn't care. Not when you were back in Jinyoung's arms, not when you were back home. Because that's what it felt like. Coming back to Jinyoung felt like coming home after a day out in the cold, like a warm feeling that spread to your chest and brought a smile back to your lips.

All your worries, all the sadness, and stress from the previous months were gone like they were never there in the first place. You had turned your back on your family to allow yourself to be happy for once and there wasn't a single fiber in your body that regretted it. You knew that things were going to get hard for you after what you did but you couldn’t bring yourself to care. Not when you had Jinyoung back in your life. It'd be the two of you against the world. But it was okay. After all, you were his home too.

feedback is appreciated :) i’d link my ask box but tumblr is a dick

[emikvs]

﹤𝙽𝙰𝙽𝙰 𝙺𝙾𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚂𝚄, 𝚂𝙷𝙴 / 𝙷𝙴𝚁, 𝙲𝙸𝚂 𝙵𝙴𝙼𝙰𝙻𝙴﹥; * - hello EMIKO " EMI " SATO. long time no see. i know a lot about you. like how you're TWENTY ONE, how you're a CLASSICS major,  and in fact.. how you LIE AND TELL EVERYONE YOU STUDIED ABROAD FOR A YEAR WHEN YOU WERE ACTUALLY IN REHAB. would be a shame if it got out, wouldn't it ? so let's play a game. 𝚃𝚁𝚄𝚃𝙷 𝙾𝚁 𝙳𝙰𝚁𝙴 ?

*itzy vc* hey hey hey ! SDBJWBDJW what’s up......its xan aha ... this is gonna be the biggest mess ever ...just winging it as i go. and u know what ? thats on on brand babey ! lets get it ...TW: drug use/mention, accidents/hospitalization ( just in case)

backstory

virginia born and raised babey ! she’s the youngest of five siblings and ...it shows. SJDBJWBDJW growing up would have been pretty chaotic had it not been for the fact that her dad was a pretty well-respected police officer in their town ! him & her mom were high school sweethearts which made no damn sense to emiko considering they’re still happily married...the concept just seems fake to her </3

while her parents had a lot of  mushy love for each other, when it came to their kids they opted to take a more emotionally distanced kind of parenting style bc they didnt wanna like spoil their kids or anything but.....it wasnt exactly the best plan ! emi and all her siblings just learned to be very good liars JDSBWBDJW as kids with strict parents do

being the youngest emi took a while to get into her rebellious phase. for a while she’d just watch her older siblings sneak out and party and do walks of shame and all that jazz...and while she was always down to help them get out of trouble none of them ever really trusted her ? since she was the baby they figured she’d be the most likely to snitch which just made her really ///: bc she wanted to be included so bad

flash forward to senior year of high school and finally emi’s like . okay fuck this it’s MY turn ! her dad had recently decided to get into politics with some encouragement from the police chief so he was busy with his career and her mom was busy helping him. it was the perfect time to do what she wanted since it was less likely she’d get caught

so she goes to this graduation party.....and it’s BAD like she gets fucked up & carried away so she calls her oldest sister ( who had come back into town for emi’s graduation ) to come pick her up & on the way to get emi from this house party, her sister ends up getting into an accident 

she didn’t die though JSBJDSBBWJDBWJDBJWDW just broke some stuff and ended up needing surgery ): and emi obviously got busted that night by her parents which ... wasnt pretty at all especially bc they low key blamed her for her sister’s accident which just made emi feel like pure shit babey ! 

visiting her sister in the hospital is what kinda sparked her fear of hospitals ! bc emi was like super guilty and paranoid that maybe her sister was gonna die or her surgery would go wrong and she’d essentially be at fault...it was just a lot of anxiety that turned into a genuine phobia of hospitals after that

but her sister made it she was okay and her dad used all the buzz and tragedy around his family to kinda boost his political career....which was ugly. her sister had been prescribed some pretty heavy pain killers for the pain & thats where things got.....messy

emi isnt sure when exactly it started but between the guilt she was harboring over her sister’s accident, the stress from her parents as her dad got further and further into virginia politics as well as college anxiety since she was about to start at the universoty of virginia.....she stole some oxy and thats what started what would be a very messy and tumultuous addiction  

as soon as she started college, emi felt as if some of the weight had been lifted. she was living away from her family for the first time and dorming so she promised herself she’d take these four years to grow and figure out who she is......except that didnt exactly happen. instead of exploring herself in a healthy way, emi was using drugs as a sort of escapism from her “old” self. she’s extremely smart and she loves her major, but her professors would often comment her papers had the energy of a “rambling and troubled mind”. by the time she was about to finish her sophomore year she was getting so high people would find her literally passed out in the dining hall. but no one was that worried bc for a good two years, she was a pretty high functioning addict. 

cue the summer after sophomore year when emi overdoses at a party. she woke up in a private hospital room with only her father sitting on the couch, the look on his face something she’ll never forget. while him and her mother knew exactly what happened to emi, they hadn’t told any of her siblings. or anyone at all, for that matter. instead her dad had informed the university emi would be taking a year off to privately study abroad and told emi that’s what she was going to tell people bc he’d just decided to run for mayor ! he essentially guilt-tripped her into thinking telling people the truth would be a selfish act, and one that would basically ruin the family reputation and make everyone really miserable JSDWDBWBDJW he also tells her she’s gonna be shipped off to rehab ! 

so she goes to rehab for a good seven months. everyone at school thinks she’s studying abroad in italy, and emi is literally just counting the days til she can go back home to her dorm bc she’s lonely !!! in rehab !!! and she gets that she should take it seriously but shes just so mad at her dad and herself and the world too ig ... just some good old fashioned angst ! but she finishes rehab and her dad got elected as mayor of her hometown in virginia and shes like good for u can i go back to school please JSBDWJDBJW and he says yes

so she’s back ! ready for the universe to give her a break.....ahaha.....

personality + tidbits

so emi......my baby......she’s a strange one. she’s that bitch that’s super nerdy but in the weirdest way like the stuff she’s into is so specific and just....generally stuff literally no one else would care about but to emi it’s like holy shit this is the coolest thing in the world JSBDJWBDJWBJD she knows a little about a lot so she has the tendency to come across as pretentious if you don’t know her outside of class when in reality she’s just read one too many random facts. also weird in the sense that she’s a STRONG believer in the paranormal and in aliens and in witchcraft and stuff like that as well as believing in things that seem “logical”. it can be confusing to people who view that stuff as silly that someone so smart would be into it. 

speaking of smart.....she’s a polygot which basically means she can speak a bunch of languages ! she’s self-taught, and since she’s a classics major some of her favorites to study include greek and latin ( dead language who ? ). she’s pretty chill about it though and if you wanted to learn she’d be the type that’s 100% down to teach you. she always learns the curse words first just you know....for the fun of it ! she probably has very specific “pet names” for everyone in the friend group in random languages 

anyway she’s also stupid. ASDJWBDWBJDBWJDWJD i mean like in the way that she makes the most .... impulsive decisions that usually have negative consequences. she’s the type to convince herself she knows exactly what she’s then come up with the worst plan you have ever heard in your life. an example of a dumb decision emi has made ? your girl ate a pot brownie the day after she got back in her dorm after rehab bc she convinced herself it was a good way to de-stress. some other dumb decisions include various drunk tattoos ( which thankfully haven’t been too bad save for the words eat me tattooed in small font on her ass ). also owns a stick & poke gun so she’s for sure tried to tattoo friends while intoxicated despite.....not being a tattoo artist ... she’s not even an art student .... SJBDJWBDJW....but she’s very very good at convincing people to join in on her dumb antics so be weary

big on photography !!! she loves taking pictures. always that one friend who reminds you to document the moment and you get annoyed but then when you want to post a picture on insta you’re thankful she was there <3 she has the energy of like .... the dad friend when you need support JSDBWBDJWBDJW she tries to be caring but it just turns into like ... emi high off her ass putting her hand on your shoulder and being like “you know fuck it man you’re amazing” not that good at the emotional stuff like she really wants to be but she legit doesn’t know how.......kinda accidentally turned into an emo kid bc she channels her feelings though some kick ass playlists and the notes app in her iphone instead of talking to people JSBDJWBJDBWJDBJ 

she’s high key struggling but she’s the type to be like no its fine this is fine life is a ride babey better hold on ! tries to keep things flirty and fresh 99% of the time but then you’ll witness the rare emi breakdown which.....involves a whole lot of tweets that will all be deleted within 24 hours and emi will in fact deny they ever existed

really a laid-back girl but the chaotic energy is there folks......she can also very easily get into her youngest child complex if she’s upset which just involves emi being a pain in the ass and everyone having to deal with it JSBDWBDJWBDJWBDJW  she likes to make it hard to say no to her.....not exactly manipulative but sometimes she can get close /: not listed in her fears but she is in fact scared of genuine love and affection ! it’s like she craves it so much she’s terrified abt what will happen if she ever gets it.......so she makes sure she’s never in danger of that by never getting into anything serious.....but then at night shes like damn . kinda want a freak to hold my hand rn and tell me they love me ... JSDBWBDJWBDJWBJDWJDW it’s all fun and games.............

ok thats it im done rambling.................this is so long..............and for what !!!!! i made her more of a clown than i intended but thats okay (: JSDBJWBDWJDBWJ emi might hate clowns but im embracing them ! 

[alounuitte]

dont rb this yet bc i wanna put it on ao3 and decide if im gonna continue it and such but have some Tiny Kiddos

“Come on!” Riku calls, running ahead up the hill. “It’s this way!”

Sora scrambles up after him, stumbling over the roots of the trees lining the path. “Wait up!” he calls. “I can’t run as fast as you!”

Riku laughs, pausing at the crest of the hill to wait for him. “Hurry up, you slowpoke!” he shouts, cupping his hands around his mouth. “Or do you want someone else to get there first?”

“No, no!” he says, and tries to run faster. His sandal catches on a stone and falls off; for a second he falters, looking back, and then kicks off his other sandal to go barefoot instead. It’s easier to run without shoes in the hills, where the ground is uneven and the underbrush grows onto the path.

“It was just on the other side of the mountain,” Riku says. “We must be almost there.”

“What if it fell into the water?” Sora asks as he reaches the crest of the hill. “How are we gonna go get it?”

“We’ll swim,” Riku says confidently. “I’m a good diver! I’ll go down to get it.”

“Okay,” Sora says, a little unsure of that. “If you say so.”

“Come on, let’s go,” Riku tells him, and takes off down the path again. “Last one there has to carry it back!”

“Aw, no fair!” Sora shouts, running after him as fast as he can.

They break out of the underbrush onto the grassy dunes on the other side of the mountain ridge, and Sora looks around eagerly to see where it could be, but the coastline is dark, lit only by the moon.

“Hey, I don’t see it,” he says.

“Let’s try to get a closer look,” Riku replies. “It’s gotta be here somewhere.”

“Maybe it really did fall in the ocean,” Sora says, following him down the path to the beach. “It must be pretty deep, though. You really think you can dive and get it?”

“We should split up,” Riku says. “That way we can cover more ground.”

“Okay,” Sora agrees. “Which way should I go?”

“Try over there,” Riku tells him. “I’ll check this side. We’re sure to find it somewhere.”

Sora runs down to the edge of the water and follows the line of the surf, looking around as he makes his way along the beach. He sure doesn’t see anything that looks like a falling star, but it did look like it fell somewhere over here when they saw it go down behind the mountain.

Come to think of it, he’s not totally sure what a falling star is supposed to look like. He assumed it would be glowing, but they should definitely see it even underwater if it was.

He’s so busy looking for traces of the star that he almost trips over something, and jumps back immediately as he realizes that it’s not driftwood he just stumbled upon. It’s a girl, laying on her back in the sand, soaking wet.

“Hey,” he says, frowning, and bends over to shake her shoulder. “You okay?”

She doesn’t move.

“Hey, Riku!” he shouts.

“Did you find it?” Riku calls back somewhere down the beach.

“No, there’s a girl over here!” he says. “Come see!”

“What?” Riku asks. “What do you mean?”

“Just come see,” Sora shouts, and sits down in the sand next to the girl. She looks like she could be his age, or maybe even younger, she’s so little. It’s hard to see much of her face in the moonlight, but she looks like maybe if she weren’t so wet she’d be kind of pretty.

He hears Riku’s footsteps in the sand approaching. “Whoa,” he says, awed. “Where’d she come from?”

“She washed up on shore,” Sora says. “See, her hair’s all wet.”

“I’ve never seen her before,” Riku says. “How’d she get here if she’s not from the islands?”

“You think we should try to bring her back?” Sora asks. “She’s prob’ly not that heavy, you know.”

“Yeah, I bet we can lift her together,” Riku agrees. “Come on, let’s try it.” He reaches down to grab her by the shoulders, while Sora runs into the water to pick up her feet.

“On the count of three,” he says eagerly. “One - two -“

They manage to heft her off the ground, and suddenly she stirs, whimpering quietly. Sora yelps and falls over backwards into the surf as Riku and the strange girl both fall to the ground.

“She’s awake,” Sora says, stunned.

“I noticed, dummy,” Riku says, annoyed, and leans over her. “Hey, can you hear me? Hello?”

She starts coughing, her whole body shaking as she tries to catch a breath, spitting up a mouthful of seawater. Her eyes flutter open and she looks between the two of them, dazed. “Who…are…?”

“My name’s Riku,” he tells her. “And that’s Sora.”

“What’s your name?” Sora asks, pushing himself up with his hands and dusting the sand off of his shirt.

She blinks up at them, wide-eyed. “I…” she manages, and starts to cough again.

“Where’d you come from?” he asks, moving closer to sit down next to her. “How did you get here?”

“I don’t…” she begins, and tears up, rubbing her eyes with one hand. “I…don’t remember.”

“Huh?” Sora asks, and looks over at Riku, who shrugs, shaking his head.

“You think you can walk?” he asks, crouching down on her other side. “We can help take you back to town. One of the grown ups will know what to do.”

“I - I think so,” she manages in a small voice, her lower lip trembling.

“Here, let me help you up!” Sora says, holding out his hand. Riku offers his on her other side, and she slowly reaches up to take hold of them, her cold fingers closing around theirs. She climbs unsteadily to her feet, stumbling a little.

“Walk in between us,” Riku suggests. “Here, put your arm over my shoulders, like this.”

“Okay,” she mumbles, and puts her arms around both of them. Sora grabs her hand to hold her in place, and they start walking back towards the hillside path.

The girl is weak and shaking, and breaks into coughing fits a few more times as they make their way up the beach, so it’s slow going headed back towards town. They’re just starting to climb up the path when Sora sees lights at the crest of the hill, along the mountainside. “Hey, look,” he calls. “Who’s that?”

“Sora!” a voice shouts faintly from up the road. “Where are you?”

“Uh oh,” he says, and gulps.

“We’re down here!” Riku shouts back, cupping his free hand around his mouth. “Come down, quick!”

“Don’t call my mom down!” Sora says, horrified. “She’s gonna yell at me!”

“Yeah, but she can help carry her,” Riku says. “She can carry you, and she’s even tinier.”

The girl starts coughing again, sagging between them, and they stop walking to support her until she can regain her footing.

“What are you boys doing?” shouts Sora’s mom. “It’s late! You’re both supposed to be in bed, I can’t believe -“

“We wanted to find the shooting star,” Sora protests. “Only instead we found this girl!”

“What?” she calls back. “What are you talking about?”

“She washed up on the beach!” Riku shouts. “Hurry, she needs help!”

There’s a clamor of distant voices up the road as flashlight beams flicker over the hills. “Sounds like Mom’s not the only one,” Sora says. “We should go meet them.”

“No, let’s sit down and wait,” Riku says. “You shouldn’t strain yourself.”

“Okay,” the girl agrees weakly, nodding, and they carefully lower her to the ground. There’s the sound of footsteps approaching from up the hillside.

“Oh, my God,” Sora’s mom says as a beam of light passes over them. Sora scrunches up his face, raising one hand to shield his eyes. “How in the world - ?”

She arrives and kneels on the ground in front of them, anger at Sora apparently forgotten as she leans over the girl. Behind her, more people arrive a moment later - Riku’s dad, Mrs Tilmitt from down the road, a few of his mom’s friends.

“You poor thing,” his mom says. “You’re soaked, you must be freezing - we’ve got to get you inside and dried off - what’s your name, sweetheart?”

“K-Kairi,” the girl chokes out, and starts coughing again. “It’s Kairi.”

“Here, help me get her up,” his mom says, and Riku’s dad crouches down to scoop the girl up, resting her against his shoulder.

“Here you go, kiddo,” he says, getting to his feet, and turns to give Riku a stern look. “You’d better get home in a hurry! Your mother’s worried sick.”

“Why isn’t she looking for me, then?” Riku mumbles, pouting a little. “She can’t be that worried.”

“She is looking for you,” he says, “on the other side of the island with Sora’s dad.”

“Oh,” Riku says, hunching his shoulders as he stares at the ground. “Sorry, Dad.”

“You’re so grounded, mister,” Sora’s mom says, and pulls him to his feet by one hand. “Let’s get you home and in bed, and we’ll make sure this girl Kairi is okay.”

“Yes, Mom,” Sora says, hanging his head, and trails behind her as the grownups head back towards town.

[wannawrite]

Melting Of The Ice Cream Girl [ pt.2 ]

PD101 / MXM’s Im Youngmin X Reader [fem ver] part one TW: use of vulgar language, mild violence i think… better to put these up anyway Fluff, mild angst bullet-point ver. [ scenario ver. : coming soon ] • some stuff happens that makes you go all ICE princess where is ice cream girl • your stare could freeze Youngmin • can Youngmin still melt you? oMGgg guys idk what’s wrong with me i’m on a roll right now but i literally re-read part one and got super happy after that like it didn’t even feel like I wrote it okay bye buT yAY IM SO HAPPY YOU LOVE IT ANON I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS ONE TOO EVEN THOUGH I’M BAD AT WRITING ANGST gOD BLESS - admin L PS: sorry but scenario ver. might take a long time :((( ___________ • it’s pretty awkward still • you can’t stop blushing • Youngmin can’t stop talking to you • and chuckling when you barely nod out a reply • your face is like a tomato • what is a regular heartbeat anymore? • Youngmin’s so perfect you can’t even breathe the same air as him it isn’t possible • but he seems happy sharing the same table as you • as much as his sunbae + chaebol™ clique is yelling for him and Donghyun to return to them • they stay rooted to their seats • and somehow it makes you really happy on the inside • but on the outside, it looks as if your glare can get hell to freeze over • you try to get Woojin or Daewhi’s help but they’re so engrossed in conversation about something personal with Donghyun • that Youngmin feels that he shouldn’t interfere with because he isn’t interrupting • he’s just admiring your face and picking at his fries • also trying to start a conversation with you • at least he’s trying and you really appreciate it 

• suddenly you have this nudge of confidence and you blurt out • ‘you’re in the same mathematics class as Mina, aren’t you, oppa?’ • deadass Youngmin’s pupils dilate when you call him that • moVING ON • he smiles and nods his head • ‘yeah i know mina, she’s cool. we actually sit next to each other in class.’ • then silence • … • *crickets chirping* • ‘yo Y/N why don’t you tell Youngmin and Donghyun about the game you created’ • oh god Woojin why • your best friends are grinning smugly at you • the focus shifts to you • ‘uh…uh, it’s nothing much really…’ you try to avoid it • but the hopeful and interested look on Youngmin’s face makes you give in • ‘It’s like…idk what we call it but for now, we call it mall hide and seek’ ( made up game by yours truly™ ) • so like hide and seek but across the whole mall and you can text clues and whatnot • Youngmin and Donghyun want to play • sunbae + chaebol™ clique hears and joins in as well • resulting in your face resembling a tomato • one of the boys in the clique makes fun of your blushing face • 'yah! don’t laugh at her like that, it’s rude of you.’ Youngmin defends • yOU aRE SHocKED • diD MY CRUSH JUST DO THAT ??? • uHM YES SIS HE DID • 'oh, it’s okay….’ • 'but thank you Youngmin’ • oKAY HIS ENTIRE FACE LIGHTS UP • hE’s SUDDENLY GLOWING • and that makes you crack a smile • even though it’s a tiny one • you guys get up to leave • and Youngmin refuses to leave your side for some reason but you don’t really care • because • who would? He’s Im Youngmin • you’re blessed if he approaches you • and he’s your crush so • you guys start playing • and Youngmin decides to hide in the supermarket • so you find yourself squashed in the tissue paper section with a laughing Im Youngmin • he doubts the finders would ever search in behind a wall of tissue boxes • thank god no one reports ya’ll • you’re giggling so hard it kinda unlocks your crazier side • you feel like you can reveal a bit of your true self to Youngmin • he seems trustworthy • suddenly your phone chimes • your mum needs you to buy some spices • sighing reluctantly, you emerge from your hiding spot and Youngmin follows you • you try to push him back since Woojin and Sewoon have already found Donghyun, Samuel and Kenta • skillz™ • but he’s like 'no i can’t leave you, we hide together, we die together’ • even though it’s possibly the dumbest thing he has ever said, your heart flutters uncontrollably • you roll your eyes but grabs his hand and drags him along • Youngmin is sHOokeTH • shES HOLDING MY HAND OH MY GODDHDKSHSKDB • you don’t even realise because skinship is such a common thing with your friends • Youngmin is about to faint from happiness • he can die happy • you grab a basket and start searching for things from the list • surprisingly, Youngmin takes and interest and also helps you to get things • he also tells you about how his parents use roughly the same types of herbs • also helps you reach the top shelf if you can’t • just looking like a domestic couple • newly weds • like the wholesome couple just grocery shopping together • you find yourself enjoying it so much you don’t feel as if Youngmin is a acquaintance • he asks for your number • and you two chat a lot as you’re grabbing items • when your just finishing at the cashier • Jung Sewoon, a member of the sunbae + chaebol™ clique spots you two • 'there!’ • you hastily thank the cashier and make a run for it • grabbing Youngmin’s hand and your stuff of course • you manage to outrun the school’s star tracker, Takada Kenta • 'yo dude, let’s let them go to the rooftop and do romantic shit before ambushing them’ • 'do you guys want bubble tea?’ • 'i bet Youngmin’s going to kiss her first’ • Samuel loses the bet • you guys are up on the rooftop sky garden • how romantic • you guys out breath and struggling to catch it while doubling over in laughter • 'did we lose them?’ Youngmin asks • 'i thinks we did’ you reply, giggling • 'you’re crazy, Y/N. I love it’ he says • you’re caught off guard but recovers quickly • nOW OR NEVER Y/N • you pull him close by his fancy as tie bc he’s a sunbae + chaebol and loves dressing up • tip-toeing • 'then i suppose you’ll love this’ • before you can back out, you press your lips to his • hE IS STUNNED • you break away but he pulls you back in to kiss you more • honestly, you don’t know what you guys are but you know the feeling is mutual • you do go home with a heavy heart after he doesn’t say anything about a future relationship • at least he was your first kiss • but you’re absolutely crushed when Youngmin arrives to school in his fancy ass car on Monday • he isn’t alone • it’s like a scene in a drama • and this pretty, tall, rich girl steps out on the other side • you were halfway done the steps to meet him but you just turn around and storm the other way • your temper has been tested • 'you don’t want to mess with Y/N, she’ll ice you to death’ • you’re mad, why? • Youngmin can’t make out with you on Friday but come to school with another girl on Monday • what’s worse? you spent the whole weekend texting him • he was behaving super sweet and lovey dovey • clearly interested • and now…. • they aren’t related • so she’s a competition • she’s his dad’s boss’s daughter who transferred schools halfway through Sophomore year • she isn’t in any of your classes but she seems like a fairly pleasant person • Hyemi and Mina aren’t having it either, since they know about your little incident • you can’t even look at Youngmin • he’s confused when you don’t return the smile or wave • i guess she never really liked me ??? • lol son im sorry but u dumb • ( yOungmIN SWEETIE IM SORRY IM DOING YOU SO DIRTY RIGHT NOW ) • he asks about you in math class but Mina just shrugs in response • it continues for a week • you can’t exactly kick the poor innocent girl out of school can you? • but she seems to want to extend her 15 seconds of new girl fame • she goes around bragging about how she and suuupppeerr close • 'oh! we were just in his room watching a movie yesterday’ she says to her little group of Freshman fangirls • 'did you two cuddle?’ one of them pipes up, eyes wide • 'yupp! we live in the same house for now so we’re super close. the mansion is huge.’ • basically, she’s trying to brag about being Youngmin’s friend • Kenta told you that Youngmin’s only nice to her because she’s like his annoying little sister and his dad would have his head if he isn’t • you hold you temper but one day • she’s just sitting there in the canteen outrightly insulting Samuel for being the 'poorest’ in the sunbae + chaebol™ squad and being mixed • ( i fcking love samuel how dare you not like him just bc he’s mixed im mixed too wtf wtf wtf i still don’t understand ) • you just about beat Donghyun to confrontation • 'it’s funny how you laugh at others for small things like that but you don’t even have enough money for your own house,“ you hiss even though it’s a really low jab to take at her • you have 0 chill when it comes to your friends, even though Samuel isn’t the closest • the Sophomore pushes out her chair and stands up to meet your eye but she’s still shorter than you • 'eXCuSE mE?’ • 'you heard me. you talk shit about Samuel yet you’re living off the Im family.’ • the Sophomore bitch shoves you as hard as she can but you barely wavers • 'LIsTEN! I cAN taLK abOut whOEVER i waNt tO. SamUEL DOESN’t belONG iN thAT cLiqUe. WhO tF dO yOU tHiNK YOu ARe?’ • you scoff, mildly amused by this Sophomore • 'someone Youngmin oppa actually likes’ • she screams so shrilly it causes your ears to bleed before lifting her hand • you catch it before Hyemi and Mina can interfere • leaning to her ear, 'you have no right to look down on someone just because of their social status or because of their race.’ • 'it was joke’ she whimpers out as your grip on her tightens • 'there’s a fine line making a joke and being a bitch but I guess you’re both’ you spit, releasing her arm • she tries to shove you again ??? lololol this girl issa joke • suddenly, you’re wretched away • Youngmin storms out of the canteen but before he can, you yank your hand out of his grasp, glowering at him • 'you don’t deserve me!’ you yell, anger bubbling over • he’s speechless but you still follow him to the bleachers in the gymnasium • there’s a really long and bitter silence • 'thanks…on behalf of Samuel, you didn’t need to….Donghyun would’ve-’ • 'Samuel’s my friend, of course I should have’ you cut off, 'what do you want anyway? i need to go.’ • Youngmin catches your arm as you turn to leave, 'why are you ignoring me? what did I do?’ • you raise your eyebrows at him in disbelief, 'Im Youngmin, you are one of the smartest students in this school. you should know what you did’ • he shakes his head and hangs it in shame • 'i don’t know? how about…making out with me on Friday, texting me all weekend just like a boyfriend would but showing up on Monday with a girl and not denying any of the shit she’s spewing? i don’t even know anymore’ • he’s apologising countlessly but you don’t even know anymore • you’re out off the gymnasium before he can catch you again … • it’s been another week since that entire fiasco and everything has settled down since then • Samuel won’t get over the fact that you stuck up for him and nearly got suspended • Sophomore did get suspended because she initiated the fight • you ignored Youngmin the whole time as much as your heart ached and as much as you cried but it was too mentally pressing to try to keep up with a guy like him • one day, a letter falls out of your locker when you open it • it’s from your alpaca boy • 'y/n, i’m sorry. hear me out, we can make this work. 3 pm, basketball courts’ • Hyemi and Mina caution you, even Woojin and Daewhi are skeptical but you’re at the basketball courts at precisely 3 pm • Youngmin’s already waiting for you on one of the benches, he smiles - which you can’t return - and gestures for you to come closer • 'i’m sorry i behaved like that. i had a lot going on, believe me when I say I argued with my parents for an hour when they told me about…Anna’s arrival. it was unexpected and I didn’t exactly like her.’ he sighed 'i guess i really f*cked with you without even realising. I’m sorry. I should have made things clear from the start to her. I’m sorry I played with your emotions and that she said such things.’ • 'what did you want to make clear?’ you prodded, hope rising in your chest • Youngmin’s eyes met your own and his hand enclosed yours, beaming. 'that I want to be with you, because I like you’ • you’re elated but at the same time, you can’t accept how things are • 'I-I’ll have to… think about it…with all that’s happened,’ you stammer • the smile on his face falls but he nods understandingly • 'I understand. I’m willing to wait for you.’ • your answer isn’t immediate and Youngmin got pushed to the greatest lengths to try to win you back • he really isn’t giving up • honestly, you’re touched he’s courting you for so long • it was entertaining for his clique and yours which had bonded together to form one power squad • eventually, you fall for his advances once again • you’re truly an ice cream girl • sweet, crazy, cold and sticks to Youngmin’s lips • it isn’t like he’s complaining

[parkjmini]

Reminisce | 3

Park Jimin “I found myself falling more in love with you as I grew older.” You and Jimin were childhood best friends until you had to move away. As years passed and you both aged, the separation between your friendship deepen and you never heard from him again. More than a decade passed and you suddenly stumble upon the man who you never stopped thinking about. Word Count: 4,210 Italics = flashback (Y/F/N) = Your Full Name

Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

I will be updating less frequently bc school is starting again and I know i will not have time to update )): im sorry, but i am tremendously happy for all the love and support for my stories so far

“Why don’t you come back to my place? It’s late and I don’t think you have the keys to your own house. My apartment is only a city over.” The bright digital numbers read 2:08 AM. Jimin’s hands were shoved into his pockets as you both waited for a taxi to drive by.

You sighed, your breath visible in front of you. He was right. You had no way to get into your dad’s house and you were unsure if he was even home. If he was, you didn’t have the heart to wake him up. “You don’t mind?”

“As long as you don’t mind spending another couple of hours with me.” Jimin chuckled and hoisted your suitcases into the arriving vehicle. He followed you into the car and you rested your head against the window. 

You felt something brush against your right hand. You didn’t check what it was because you knew what it was. Jimin’s hand slyly rested under yours and he loosely intertwined your fingers. You blushed and thanked the darkness for concealing the red mess on your cheeks.

Jimin dragged you into the elevator and pulled you to his door when you arrived at his floor. The building was tall and fancy, like one of those hotels your family and Jimin’s family used to stay in on vacations.

“I want to share a room with (Y/N)!” Jimin was nine and you were seven at the time. He was beginning to show signs of growth while you were still very much a child.

Both of your families had planned a trip to Hawaii and stayed at one of those big, expensive hotels with two pools and an ocean view. The carpet was patterned and soft underneath your toes. The beds were big and their sheets smelled like coconut. 

“(Y/N) is a girl and you are a boy, Jimin. A girl needs her own personal space.” Jimin’s father slid the key card into the door of his room. Jimin pouted and wouldn’t let go of your small hand.

He viciously pulled you into the room and helped you up on one of the gigantic mattresses. “Do you want to share a room with me?” He asked you quietly. 

You giggled and hugged him tightly. “Mhm.” You nodded excitedly. You liked being with Jimin. He was your close friend and he made you really happy. At seven, you were unsure what these feelings really meant. You only knew that you wanted him to stay with you.

“Okay, then we will. We can have this bed to ourselves.” He pulled away from the hug and tucked you into the soft covers. He joined you soon after you were set. “Does your mommy give you a kiss goodnight?” 

You nodded and smiled. “Does yours?” He nodded as well. “How about I give you a kiss goodnight and you give me one? I think my mommy is still downstairs and your daddy went to the bathroom.” 

“That sounds good.” Jimin laid down next to you and kissed you on the cheek. “Goodnight, (Y/N).” 

You giggled once more and kissed his cheek. “Goodnight, Jimin.” 

Jimin’s apartment was majority empty. If you didn’t know he lived here, you would’ve thought no one lived here at all. His furniture was simple and tidy. The smell of the apartment was his though. It smelled like Jimin’s musky cologne. He tossed his luggage into his room. 

There was only one bedroom and one bathroom. It was comfortable, for him at least. There was no way a group of 3 could live cozy in the small area. 

“I can sleep on the couch. My sheets are washed, so they’re clean. I haven’t touched the bathroom since I left, so it’s clean as well. Make yourself at home, I guess.” He fluffed out the pillows on the small sofa.

“It’s okay. I can sleep on the couch. It’s your house, Jimin. You should be sleeping in your own bed.” You laughed. His eyebrow went up and you knew what he was thinking. Whenever you slept over at his house, you absolutely refused to sleep on the couch. You always slept with Jimin in his bed. 

“You? On the couch? Are you sure?” 

“Positive.” Awkward tension filled the air and you locked yourself in his bathroom to escape it.

The couch was immensely uncomfortable. Without the lights on, his living room was pitch black. You couldn’t adjust your eyes on any source of light. Checking the time, you groaned at the sight of 3:44 AM. Jimin had gone to sleep about 15 minutes ago. It was a long night, so he must’ve fallen asleep. 

You folded the blankets neatly on the sofa and re-positioned the pillows to their previous display. You carefully walked towards his room, trying very hard not to make a sound. His door was open and you saw his breathing figure cuddled up in his white sheets.

His room had no mark of his own. It was like any other room. His bottles of cologne scattered his desk, along with some other products. You tiptoed over to the other edge of his bed. Slowly lifting up the covers, you slid into his warmth. You were tense, afraid that he would wake up. 

After a few seconds of reassurance, you relaxed and closed your eyes. His mattress shaped your body line well, unlike the couch, and you were so ready to drift into your dreams. The entire day was a tiring mess and you were incredibly exhausted.

Suddenly, the bed shifted and Jimin’s body was pressed against your back. His heat engulfed your chilled body and his arm lazily wrapped around your waist. His forehead rested against the back of your shoulder. 

“Took you long enough.” He mumbled. 

You turned around to face him. His eyelids were over his eyes, but his lips were curved up into a smirk. “Were you expecting me or something?”

“Yeah. (Y/F/N) doesn’t settle for the couch.” 

“Did I wake you?” You whispered. Jimin’s eyes slowly fluttered open. You panicked and quickly shut yours. You had to act like you weren’t just admiring his cute sleeping face.

You heard him laugh a little. He grabbed your arms and placed them around his shoulders. You felt his raw skin underneath your fingertips. His strong arms wrapped around your lower waist, pulling you towards him. “No, I was awake waiting for you.”

The moment was very intimate and sweet. You wished he could hold you forever and time would stop to capture this very scene. “I missed you so much.” You blurted out into his collarbone.

“I missed you too, babygirl.” Your heart burned at the name. Everything was confusing. You were unsure how Jimin felt about you, but he knew that you felt something for him. You didn’t know if these simple actions were merely being over analyzed in your head, or if he did feel the same about you. Either way, you loved every second of it. He wasn’t officially yours, but he was all yours right now. 

You’ve always imagine something like this, so you tried to savor every minute of it. You prayed that morning wouldn’t come so soon and the universe was on your side, just for this one time.

You woke up to the sound of someone's ringtone. Jimin turned over to pick up, his warmth escaping you quickly. His deep, raspy morning voice filled the silence.

"Hello?" You groaned quietly at the absence of his arms. Curling back against his body, you pushed your face into the side of his bicep. He welcomed you, casually, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and drawing you close.

"Yeah. I know. I should've called, yeah, I got it. But you knew I was coming back-- alright. Okay, don't be upset." Jimin spoke with annoyance. All the while, he was subconsciously draw small circles on your hip bone.

You peered up at the preoccupied man. His hair represented a birds’ nest, parts of his hair pointing up and his forehead exposed. His eyes were closed, but his phone was pressed closely to his ear. His collarbones pushed against his fair, raw skin. His complexion contrasted the pure white bed sheets. His red lips were plump and pressed together. You had such a strong desire to kiss his beautiful morning state.

However, a woman's voice ranted angrily through the receiver and Jimin was obviously distraught. "I know, Mom. I forgot and I got distracted--"

You impulsively grabbed the phone out of Jimin's hand and pressed it against your ear. Jimin's eyes shot open and he looked puzzling at you. "Hello Mrs.Park, it's (Y/N)! We haven't spoken in such a long time."

She sounded confused, but it slowly registered to her that you were the small girl that was her son's prized companion when he was younger. "My dear, I didn't know you were coming into town! How have you been? It has been so long. How's your mother? Where are you staying?"

She was bombarding you with so many questions. All you wanted was alone time with Jimin, who merely admired your bare face lazily. "I spent the night at Jimin's apartment. I'll catch up with you soon, I'm coming over to see my Dad later today."

"Alright, dear. I'll see you then." You quickly hung up after wishing her a goodbye and threw Jimin's phone somewhere on the plush bed.

"Good morning, sunshine." Jimin greeted.

"Can I kiss you?" You went straight for it. No more beating around the bush. Even if he denied the request, you were still satisfied with the nightly cuddles.

He looked at you, shocked at the sudden question. His lips slowly turned into a smirk and his eyebrow rose, "not even a good morning, kiddo?"

He was back with the platonic nicknames. You sighed and saw your chances were slim. Slightly getting up, you planned on getting ready for the day. However, he pulled you back down and you hovered over him. "Well, aren’t you going to kiss me?" He whispered and you leaned down.

Your heart was beating quickly as you drew closer to his sweet escape. Inexplicable words filled your heart, waiting to burst at any moment. It was finally happening. The kiss that has been harboring for more than a decade. The kiss that the younger you always tried to achieve.

Your lips met, barely grazing on top of one another. His lips soft and plushy. His breath steady against your cheek. It was only a peck, you pulled away fast after contact.

Jimin laughed after the small kiss and drew you into a hug. "That was so cute." He smiled against your temple as your face turned colors. Obviously embarrassed, you buried your head into the blankets. You felt his slobbery kisses paint your forehead. Laughing, you pushed at his chest to stop him. 

He held on tight though. You couldn’t escape his strong arms. Innocent giggles bounced off his bedroom walls. Jimin suddenly came to a halt and blinked at you. “What?” 

“Remember how I use to cheer you up by tickling you?” He inquired. You nodded. Those were torturous, but sweet moments. 

You hated preschool because you always missed your parents. You were one of those kids that cried every morning at drop off. The ones that wrapped their short arms around their mom’s leg and sobbed without caring who heard. 

The grudge that they left you there for the entire day lingered with you. When they picked you up, you’d angrily cross your arms and frown. “You left me there!” You whined.

Everyday after preschool, you needed to pick up Jimin from elementary school. Your mom always used that against you. “If you don’t stop whining, we are not going to see Jimin. We are going to go straight home.”

That only made your lips quiver and you bursting into tears. You eventually caught on that that was never an actual option. You were Jimin’s ride home. 

Even though you were a crying mess every time Jimin entered the car, he always made the effort to cheer you up. To make you laugh at least once was his goal. To do that, that meant he needed to tickle you. He knew all your weak points and tickling you never failed to put a smile on your face.

Jimin greeted your mom happily when he entered your car and buckled up next to your car seat. He sighed, “hello to you too, cry baby.”

“I’m not a cry baby!” You said, while crying. He smiled and spoke over your wails.

“Here comes the tickle monster!” He laughed as he gently tickled your sides. You fell into a fit of giggles and he didn’t stop until hiccups formed. 

“Are you better, kiddo?” The 8 year old boy questioned. You nodded eagerly and the smiles never left your youthful face. “Good. I hate seeing my favorite girl cry. I like it when she smiles.” 

“I meant it when I said I liked seeing you smile.” He picked up your chin and you rolled your eyes. 

“Shut up, Jimin.” You groaned and kicked off the sheets. He followed you into the bathroom and hugged you from behind. He snuggled his head into the crook of your neck and inhaled deeply.

The intimacy continued and you fell crazy into confusion. Then, Jimin’s teeth grazed across your exposed skin and sucked roughly. Your eyes widen at the action as you watched him in the mirror. His eyes were closed and his plump lips wrapped around a small spot on your neck.

“Jimin!” You pushed him away and a deep, purple mark appeared. The prominent mark did not go away no matter how hard you rubbed at it. “I have to go see my dad today!”

“It’s not like he doesn’t know who I am.” He smirked and prepped his toothbrush. 

“Am I suppose to tell him I’m sleeping with you now?” You sarcastically shot at him. 

Shrugging, the nonchalant boy leaned against the door frame watching you frantically trying to rub away the mark. “I mean you did.” 

“Sleep as in I’m hooking up with you.” You rolled your eyes again.

That made him laugh loudly. “We won’t rush into those things.” 

“Jimin, what are you implying?” 

“Nothing. We’re friends, (Y/N). Best Friends.” Jimin emphasized on “best”. 

Disappointment dropped to your stomach. It churned at your foolishness at believing you were something more than that. He was ultimately messing with you, teasing you. However, there was nothing you needed to hide anymore. 

Your secret of your crush was out. You could ask for the wildest things and he’d still allow you to do it. So, you let him have his fun, since he let you have yours. 

“Why do you live in an apartment when your parents live a city away?” You asked as Jimin cruised out of the complex’s parking lot. His car was another representation of his apartment --- neat and empty. The familiar musky scent filled your lungs when you had entered the vehicle. 

“Because the studio I work with is a couple blocks down the street and I can’t bring women home whenever I would like to my parent’s house.” He smirked as he swiftly turned the steering wheel. You two sat in silence for majority of the trip and Jimin had turned on some soft tunes to ease the tension. However, the burning question pondered in your head.  

“So you bring women back to your apartment?” The fact that he brought other women to his apartment irritated you. It was the irrational side of you thinking, letting your crush for him think for you. He was a grown, young man. An attractive young man, who probably gets lonely from time to time. Even if he did say he didn’t have a girlfriend, he never said that he wasn’t sexually active. 

“You jealous?” He chuckled. He drove with one hand on the wheel and his elbow resting on the center console. 

Right on cue, your phone rang. Pilot Kim’s ID flashed on your screen and you looked up to see Jimin eyeing the device from the corner of his eye. “Hello?” 

“Hey (Y/N). It’s me. I was wondering if you’re free later tonight. I still want to treat you to a drink.” The sweet man offered.

“Pilot Kim---”

“Please, call me Taehyung.” He interjected your response.

“Taehyung, I would love to take that offer. However, I am unsure whether my father wants to have dinner with me tonight.” You spoke formally and professionally with him. He was your superior and you needed to respect him.

Jimin fidgeted at your side. He periodically checked your facial expressions as you spoke with Taehyung. Once he heard the deep, husky male voice, he was all ears. 

“Oh I totally understand your visiting family. I’m free all night, even into the later hours.” Taehyung persisted. You bit your lip and failed to find any more excuses.

Jimin casually interrupted you as you both pulled into your old neighborhood, “Do you know if your dad’s home?”

“Jimin!” You scolded him. You wanted Jimin’s existence to be as discreet as possible. You didn’t want to explain anything to any of your colleagues.

“Are you with someone, (Y/N)?” Taehyung asked quickly.

You sighed and glared at the boy with the prized smile on his face, “yeah. I’m with an old friend right now.” 

“Sorry. I’ll leave you alone, but if you are still up for drinks, just hit me up.” 

“Of course, thank you.” You hung up and lightly punched Jimin.

“Ow! What was that for?” He parked into his parent’s driveway and turned off the engine.

“’Do you know if your dad’s home?’” You mocked childishly. Rolling your eyes, you hastily unbuckled your seat belt.

“What? Was he your boyfriend?” 

“No, I told you I don’t have one.” You crossed your arms. 

“Then what’s the big deal?”

“I don’t want to explain to any of my colleagues as to why some guy’s voice randomly appeared in the middle of my phone call with my co worker.” You were about to step out of the car, but Jimin pulled you back in.

“What would you even need to explain?” He urged. You blinked at him for a few moments and soften your hard expression. 

“N-Nothing.” You nervously stammered. You mentally slapped yourself for assuming --- once again --- that you two were anything more than friends.

Sure he knew about your feelings for him, but it didn’t change the fact that you two were not together. 

“I’m sorry, bud. I shouldn’t have rudely interrupted you like that. It’s a bad habit of mine.” Jimin never use to have that habit when you were friends with him. Maybe he adapted it when you left. You didn’t give it much thought because the old Jimin resurfaced. Jimin was always sincere and never wanted to truly upset you. 

You saw that Jimin wasn’t entirely a flirt. Jimin was still there. He was still thriving underneath the new playfulness. So vulnerable and loving.

“It’s okay. I overreacted, like always.” You ruffled his perfect sweep of hair and climbed out of his car. He followed you out and you crossed over to your old house.

“I don’t think he’s home.” You said after ringing the door bell for the third time. A frown evidently appeared on your face and Jimin rubbed your shoulders to console you. 

“He might be at work. Let’s go see my parents first. I bet Mom is dying to see you after knowing your back.” He walked you over and unlocked the doors to his house.

“Mom? Dad? I’m home. I also brought a guest.” He yelled into the empty space. Everything was exactly like how you remembered it. 

The familiar women appeared from their kitchen. She smiled brightly at you and opened her arms to embrace your small figure. Jimin’s mom had aged only slightly. “My dear, my sweet sweet child. You’ve grown up to be such a beautiful young lady.” She tasseled your hair out of your face and caressed your smooth skin.

“Thank you. You still look like how I remembered you, not a day over 30.” You complimented and she laughed happily. 

“I missed you so much. It’s so nice to know you’re back.”

“I won’t be staying for long though.” 

“You’re not?” Both Jimin and his mother asked at the same time. Both with curious and widened eyes.

You nodded and gently squeezed his mother’s hands. “I have to go back in the next 3 days. I’m a flight attendant, so I would need to go back with my airline.” 

“Then what are we doing here hanging out with my mom?” Jimin blurted out and received a small smack on his arm from his mother. 

“A flight attendant, that’s nice. Jimin travels a lot too.” Her smile never leaving her face. Jimin groaned and wrapped his arm around your lower waist. His mother’s eyes followed and stayed at his resting arm.

You uncomfortably wiggled out of his grip, but it didn’t work. “Mom, she doesn’t want to know the boring life I live.” 

“Alright. You can tell her yourself. I’ll stop mentioning it.” She sighed and you hurried to ask about your absent father.

“Do you know when my dad will be home?” 

“He comes home around 5 PM. Are you hungry? I can make your favorite.” She walked back into the kitchen and Jimin dragged you along. 

“I’m fine, thank you.” You declined politely as Jimin hurriedly up the stairs to his old bedroom. It was filled with cardboard boxes and old clothes scattered on the floor. A full mattress sat in the position of his old twin one. “What is this life that you claim is boring, Park Jimin? Getting a new girl every night and traveling does not sound anything along those lines.” 

He plopped onto the springy bed and lazily gazed at you as you spoke. “Have I ever told you I love it when you call me by my full name?” 

“You use to hate it.” You reminded him.

“Park Jimin! Park Jimin!” You blew a raspberry in his grumpy face. 

“My name is Jimin! Stop calling me by my full name!” The young boy demanded.

You crossed your arms, “you don’t pay attention if I call you Jimin. Park Jimin always gets your attention.” 

“That’s because I hate being called by my full name.” Jimin rolled his eyes and walked out of your bedroom.

“I think it sounds catchy.” You smiled and followed after him, singing his name. 

“Stop! I hate it!” He groaned and covered his ears.

“Why? I like it. Park reminds me of the park and how we always have fun at the park. Jimin, hm...uh..” you tapped your chin in thought, “.. it reminds me of you! And how you’re my bestest friend.” 

“Bestest isn’t a word, dummy.” A small smile appeared on his squishy, small face. His anger obviously decreasing. 

“Well, it’s a word to me and that’s what I’m going to use to describe you, Park Jimin.” You sassed and he, in response, tackled you into a big hug.

“Key word, use to.” He clarified. “I also don’t have a new girl every night, that would be too much work.” 

“I didn’t know someone like you needed to put in work.” You shaded him, enough for him to get the message. You wondered around the old room and scanned the past memories on the walls.

“Only slightly.” You scoffed at that answer. 

“Why do you travel so often?” You asked.

“I’m a choreographer, so I travel back and forth a lot.” You stopped and stared at him. 

“You’re a choreographer? What happened to firefighter Jimin?” 

Jimin popped up and walked up to you. “Firefighter Jimin died after he realized he was afraid of fire.” Both of you laughed, the sounds of giggles mixed together harmoniously. “How did you become a flight attendant? What happened to becoming a princess?” 

You scoffed and flicked his forehead. “I found out I really loved travelling after I left here and got on the airplane. I had friends doing it at the time, so I decided that I should give it a try. Also, I can’t be a princess, that’s just impossible.” 

“Well, you can be my princess... you’re a princess to me.” Jimin smiled. You blinked at him, confused at how genuine that had sounded. 

“Jimin... stop playing around..” Jimin stepped closer until you backed up against his wall. 

Jimin tilted his head slightly and slowly intertwined your fingers together. “(Y/N).. my dear.. I wish I was just playing..” 

He leaned in and his plush lips fell gently against your own. You squeezed your eyes shut and his small hands traveled up to caress your face. Fingers dangled loosely around his wrists, precipitation forming at your palms, and every movement set in slow motion. It was the perfect scene for the perfect kiss, much different than the small peck from this morning.

Kissing Jimin was reviling and refreshing. The feeling was equivalent to finishing a marathon, or a tedious exam. The thing that you most desired was finally happening. You were kissing your best friend, Park Jimin. 

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[diggersofgraves]

Long rant, pls ignore

Look, as far as I know, girls have never had a crush on me, so maybe its similar to a guy having a crush on you? But the thing that annoys the fuck out of a guy having a crush on me is they turn so fucking possessive. Is everyone like that?

In 9th grade when my friend Rogelio had a crush on me, he actually wasn't all that bad he would offer to carry my books all the time, which i still thought was kind of annoying, but he seemed like the kind of guy who found a wikihow article on how to ask your crush out and followed it. A really nice guy. Wish he didnt move because he was my best friend at the time.

But the two that absolutely stand out are two guys. Call em Adrien and Edward.

Man, Adrien was the kind of guy who thought he was better than everyone bc he was a loner and he didnt like what everyone liked and he's had a tough life so everyone is below him. Newsflash, considering where we live, everyone here has had a tough life, and even if the majority of us didnt, that didnt excuse him from his asshole behaviors.

He started talking to this girl that I had a like-hate relationship with (its kinda complicated lol) and she told me all the things he said about me and it was disgusting. First off, non-disgusting stuff, he told her that he saw me as someone like him. He said I "led a hard life and isn't like everyone else", but according to him, I still managed to keep my innocence and he wanted to protect me from the bad things.

That's a nice thought sure, i guess, but the whole "isn't like everyone else" thing is so fucking annoying, mostly in his context. To him, not being like other people, meant being better than other people. I have never in my life thought I was better, or more experience than anyone else bc of what happened in my life. And the whole "keep her innocence in tact" bullshit? What kind of fucking? This motherfucker wanted me to call him daddy or some shit.

And no joke, thats part of the disgusting stuff my friend said he told her. He told her various ways he would have sex with me. How he would fucking hold me as he did bc i was "so small and could be lifted so easily." He would actively seek out my brother and try to catch him doing bad things so he could tell me bc he knows I love my brother. He was trying to get "good" points. No, asshole. I know everything my brother does. He tells me. If its too dangerous i stop him. Maybe he had good intentions, but god that was annoying. The final point in that whole 'friendship' (bc this was 11th/12th grade. Ive known him since 6th) was when i jokingly posted on my snapchat "lol someone warn my brother that my mom is gonna kill him as soon as he gets home" which was lowkey a message for my brother and highkey a joke.

This guy finds my brother and threatens him because of it. Who did he think he was to my brother or to me to be able to do that? Trying to act like brothers fucking dad or some shit. He acted like he knew my family, like he knew what I wanted better than anyone else and thats so fucking annoying.

The other guy, Edward is a family friend, also known him since I was in 6th grade, he's 2 years older than me. He's really freaking stuck up, thinks he knows more than everyone on every subject. He's a master at mansplaining. It's so god damn annoying. He stick his nose in everyone business and he's so inconsiderate.

I tell him that I've loved Marvel for years? Suddenly he knows everything about Marvel the next time I see him and he tries tEAcHIng Me ThInGs AbOuT iT.

This is a shared experience with my cousin. I say, "oh yeah i like this thing or i find this focus of study interesting"

Him: ACTUALLY

WE DIDNT EVEN SAY ANYTHING THAT NEEDS CORRECTING, WHAT THE FUCK BRO

No, but the most annoying thing by FAR is this:

I grew up with three people, my cousin Danny, he's my age. My young brother, and my younger cousins Angel, he's 2 years younger than me. Since we were little we've gone out together. Always hung out. We're all pretty close.

No, suddenly this guy acts like he's fucking protecting me from them. My cousins and bro invite me out and he wont let me go alone with them? What the fuck. Pinche Emilio wanna be.

And when I am alone with them and post it on my sc or ig? "Why are you with them?" "What are they doing?" "Don't do stupid shit" "tell me next time so you dont have to be alonr with them." Bitch. First off, i'm very well known in my family for not doing stupid shit and he knows. Second, why the fuck does he think hes in any position to protect me from anything, much less my fucking family.

Since he went to my school (yes, i saw him at school AND at family gatherings), he has some of my friends on sc or ig. Like I said, I don't do stupid shit, the dumbest thing ive probably done is go to the train tracks in my city and thats not even that dumb, everyone does it. Yet he acts like he knows better than me.

My friends post something thats obviously a joke, "I wish Monse doesn't do-" add whatever you want there. He takes it seriously and gives me an entire lecture

Oh my god, im no one's to fucking lecture. The only people allowed to lecture me are my mom, my siblings, my padrinos, and my grandma.

Why do they always think im theirs to do this shit with? They want to protect someone so badly? Protect their own families or whatever. They always act like I'm theirs to protect. And they do that shit when we're not even together, it must be worse if we were.

Who knows, maybe them doing that annoys me because I dont like guys. Idk if my reaction would be different with girls. Point is, Edward? Im gonna end up punching him in his goddamn face if he tells me one more time that i better not hang out with my own family.

Maybe another thing that annoys me about all this is that my moms boyfriend is like this, and he went from, "oh I want to help you with as much as I can" to "the reason I'm actually doing everything for you is so you have no interaction with anyone who isnt me or your children and no other reason, you're mine and no one elses" i fucking hate him.

[babyblueloves]

#1 Assalamualaikum, Ayah ❤

#1

Assalamualaikum, Ayah. I know youre in a better place now, way more better than this dunia. It just i miss you so much & i cant help but to cry. I dont have any appetite and i just eat one bread last night. I dont want to suffer myself but really ayah, i wish you were here with all of us.

I rushed back to Kedah the moment Izham texted and I called mama, she said you’re a bit critical and you keep on asking where’s adik (me), abang, kakak. So me and kakak decided to go back (ya Allah thank god we made this decision).

The morning; We arrived at 5am and by 7am me and mom went to fetch Abang, it was one quiet journey. It was filled with sobbing and sniffing as me and mom were so worried about you. Its like we both could feel what will happen. I went to you with kakak by 9am as i couldnt wait to meet how strong my dad is. I dont want to story what the bullshit doctor said. But Ayah, youre so strong. You are very strong. I know you wanted to tell me that you’re in pain, but im sorry Ayah I couldn’t understand bcs you couldn’t speak. But looking at you suffering due to unable to breath really makes me sad. The doctors were late, they were supposed to bring you ASAP to the ICU, but they didn’t. It was 1230pm, and lots of people came to visit you, they even cried when they see you suffering, but then…we saw you were so weak & suddenly, you wanted to close your eyes. Ya Allah that was the moment that i cannot bear to see. Now the doctors came and did CPR. While they’re struggling, one doctor came to Abang and said, they’ve been doing the CPR for more than 30 minutes, they asked us to either continue or stop. We don’t want you to suffer more, Ayah..so we stopped. Because that’s what you always want, to rest because youre in so much pain. By 150pm, youre gone. That was the moment that I couldn’t help, but to cry and scream my lungs out. Mom cried too. Everybody there cried. I am so sorry for crying, but I couldn’t be strong. Ive tried to, but i cannot. You’ve gone forever now 😢 it was indeed a nightmare to all of us. Izham even fell when he heard that you were gone. Abang cried too. Maddy remains calm but I know, deep inside she wanted to scream her lungs out as well. Mom too, she asked me to stop crying so that she wouldn’t cry too, but i cant 😔 im so sorry.

After that, Me Kakak and Mama went back home, to prepare for ur return. Around 4-5pm the Jenazah Van arrived, most of your friends came and recite Yassin & Al Fatihah to you, Ayah. They even cried and kissed you. I can’t help but to be beside your coffin and kissed you everytime people open up the tudung, i hugged you so tight for a lot of time as i know that was the only chance that i got to hug you for the last time ever. The body that i used to hug whenever im awake, whenever you were watching tvs or walk. Who else that I got to be manja with after this Ayah? Who else would be so proud of me whenever I get offered to further my studies and keep telling everyone that his daughter has nailed it?! Around Maghrib time, the Jenazah Van arrived to take you back to kampung. We wanted to bury you at Masjid Al Bukhary but mom said, we shouldn’t be selfish. If he were to bury at Al Bukhary, it’s hard for his cousins to visit his grave. So we took you back to your home, Ayah. Where Tokwan, Tok & pak njang been buried. Your grave were just around your dad, mom & your brother. We used to visit them whenever we went back to kampung, but now, its our turn to visit you. Uh-oh! What makes me sadder is when Maksu told me, usually, you and your employees used to ‘pasang khemah’ for other people funeral, but now, its the time where your employees 'pasang khemah’ for their own boss’ funeral 😭

Me & Izham rode the Jenazah Van. We were by your side all the time. Izham cried. I heard he sobbing, but don’t worry Ayah. We are all redha with Allah’s decisions and plans. I keep on reciting Yassin & Al Fatihah along the way, in hope Allah would ease your pain & forgive you for all ur mistakes. When they buried you, mom waited in the mosque, I know she couldn’t bear it if she followed us. Izham were the one who buried you, he even lifted your coffin whenever it needed to be lifted up. They solat jenazah for you. Alhamdulillah. I gave you salam and we all went back. After everything settled, we went to Pakcik’s for awhile and went home. At home, everyone was in silence. We decided to sleep in the living room as that’s where u usually sleep because you wanted to watch the tv and always fell asleep while the tvs still on.

I sleep beside mom, Ayah. No worries, she wasn’t alone last night. She turned to other side of me & closed her eyes so tight. I know she hopes that this is all is just a dream, I know she’s trying to be strong. So I back hugged her. I kissed her back, i kissed her arms. In hopes it would give her strengths.

Today, when I wake up, I realized that mom isn’t beside me. So I searched for her and found that she’s crying while looking at your pictures. I went to her and hugged her so tight and kissed her again. I went to buy breakfast for everyone, I cried in the car. I cried at the market because I saw your favorite kueh. I cried just now because usually, you’d have breakfast around this time. Mom would prepare for your breakfast & medicine. But we don’t have any reason to do that anymore. I went in the room and saw our last Raya picture, I can’t help but to cry again.

Ayah, I’ll pray to you most of the time. I’ll recite you Yassin everytime. I’ll always pray to Allah to grant you the highest Jannah, to ease your pain & to forgive your mistakes. Rehatlah ayah, rehatlah daripada sakit. You are in a better place now. We all know you were in pain and wanted to rest. So here i am, ending my sad confession, assalamualaikum Ayah.

إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ‎‎ “ Surely we belong to Allah swt & to Him we shall return ”