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jakeyuni · 3 years ago

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sunoo’s guide to not falling in love: 100% (not) effective ! | k. sunoo

“oh and y/n? i’m sorry sunoo’s a complete dumbass, truly. i send all my regards to you!”

SNYOPSIS › you and sunoo are obliviously in love with each other. you trying to do everything in your power to get him to notice, while he creates a ‘guide’ to help him not fall in love. so who’s going to tell him that he’s a complete idiot for thinking he wouldn’t fall for you? anyone?

PAIRINGS › best friend!sunoo x fem!reader + cameo of best friend riki <3

TROPE › hs au, best friends —> lovers

GENRES › fluff, crack, angst (but happy ending!)

WARNINGS › profanity, sunoo crying, self insult(s), self-doubt, kissing, mutual pining, flirting (?), lots of sunoo & riki banter + play fighting :p

WORD COUNT › 4.1k+

PLAYLIST › bloodline — ariana grande, unforgettable — french montana, grenade — bruno mars

AUTHOR’S NOTE › this took me like a day to write because of how much i loved the concept. also as i edited this, i realized that sunoo & riki’s friendship is a lot like on-jo and cheong-san’s from all of us are dead — minus the zombies, angst, and heartbreak :3 anywayyy, lmk what you think!

i. don’t stare for too long .

“sunoo, what are your thoughts on y/n? like, romantically?” riki, sunoo’s best friend since they were practically in diapers, asks.

“are you insane, riki? y/n is my girl-best-friend, not my girl-friend!” sunoo says glaring at riki in the process. purposely leaving pauses between the words to emphasize himself. while also earning a couple of ‘shhs’ as he snaps at the younger; they were in the library after all.

riki puts his hand up in defeat. “jeez, okay sorry! someone’s on edge today..”

“no? i’m not ‘on edge.” sunoo uses his hands to mock riki’s words. “you can’t just ask if i have any interest in my girl-best-friend.”

“and why not?” riki questions. “you really think i don’t see the way you look at her? or the way you practically take care of her like you’re her mother?”

“god, riki do you ever shut up? i seriously don’t know what you’re talking about .. and why are you-“ before sunoo can finish his sentence, riki gets up and drags sunoo out of the chair he was sitting in across from him. sunoo mid-drag manages to grab his backpack from the ground in time; their plan to study long gone.

“hey! what are you doing?” sunoo takes his hand out of riki’s grip and smacks the back of his head. taking the opportunity to fully put on his backpack. “yah! you dumbass what is your problem? and why are you dragging me?”

“do you ever stop asking so many questions?” riki responds as he grabs sunoo’s hand once again, both of them stumbling out of the library as they hear some incoherent yelling spew out of the elderly librarian’s mouth.

riki runs with sunoo through the halls of their high school frantically as sunoo fights the urge to smack riki dumb. he knew his best friend was impulsive and always had high energy, which was why he didn’t try to question what was going on right now.

riki only stops when they reach the gym, turning around to face a stunned sunoo: unaware and confused as to why riki had brought him here. why the gym? sunoo thinks.

“where’s y/n?” riki asks to no one in particular as he turns around in circles like a dog. riki’s eyes get tired of scanning around and he looks at sunoo. “sunoo you dumb fuck, did you really forget?”

“forget what?” his face turning into one of concern as he questions riki.

“yesterday, she told us to meet her near the gym’s bleachers!” riki rolls his eyes at the visible expression change on sunoo’s face.

“oh, erm .. no? i’m sorry! i didn’t remember, fuck. we’re late aren’t we?” sunoo visibly slumps.

riki looks around the gym one more time and sighs in relief when he finally sees you: leaning on the stairs near the bleachers, head lightheartedly shaking. you walk up to them and begin laughing as you see the serious looks of guilt on their faces.

“gosh, lighten up, will you? it’s okay, im not mad! promise.” you say, giggling. “you’re just in time, actually.”

sunoo mumbles in revulsion as he remembers why riki was in such a rush to drag him to the gym.

the three of you were supposed to be volunteering for environmental club hours. now, you didn’t know what so ‘environmental’ about having to sweep a gym, but you would do anything to get volunteer hours for credit. plus, the brownie points when you finally get the opportunity to put it on your resume and school transcript, wouldn’t hurt to have, either.

“ok! let’s get to it losers. we don’t have much time to lose, the basketball players’ sweat is literally all over the floor; lemme get some mops and other supplies,” you say as you clap your hands together in encouragement. you hear a groan from riki at your words. “hey, no complaining. the less you whine, the earlier we get done.”

“whatever you say, boss.” sunoo says as he elbows riki in the ribs. “that’s, for dragging me to the gym instead of telling me we needed to be here like a normal person.” you let out a snort and grab sunoo’s hand, motioning him towards you.

“sunoo, common let’s go get the supplies.” he knows you’re not asking, so he comes along. you are the only person he’d let drag him anywhere, anyway.

riki winces and remains where he’s standing. contemplating whether or not he should leave or stay. he wanted to leave given the blush that overcame sunoo’s cheeks at the physical contact you made with his hands, rather wanting his best friend to have some alone time with you — to maybe talk things out. but he took the latter. he knew he’d hear a mouthful from you when you’d find out he left without saying anything or helping you and sunoo clean up.

riki continues rubbing his abdomen: sore and probably to-be bruised. he decides to wait on the bleachers for you and sunoo to come back from the janitors room across the school.

yet, he couldn’t help but overthink while he was alone. riki never knew why sunoo was so stubborn and closed off when it came to telling him about his feelings regarding you. they told each other everything. they were best friends, after all. he knew he shouldn’t be jealous over sunoo being caught up over you.

it was normal, even if sunoo failed to admit his feelings, it was obvious to riki. he knew sunoo like the back of his hand. he just wished he didn’t have to push aside the fact that him and sunoo had distanced.

it wasn’t like you were the problem or anything, the three of you were just as equally close — as you’d mentioned countless times before. that’s why riki always told himself he had to learn not to get so caught up in his head. he had to be happy for sunoo and push him towards you; even if that meant throwing off the balance of your unbreakable trio.

nonetheless, riki straightened himself up and grabbed one of the stray basketballs from the floor. he knew shooting some hoops would help him brush off the green monster that was lingering over his shoulder.

he had time to kill until yours and sunoo’s return, anyway.

meanwhile, you and sunoo were taking your sweet time walking through the halls — curtesy of sunoo’s procrastination. you didn’t resist his plea to walk slowly, that way you’d waste some time before your volunteering time was over.

“hey sunoo? you ask while swinging your hand that was intertwined with his.

“mm?” he hums in response.

“could you come over tomorrow? i really need your help with my poster for history. i don’t know how to space out the pictures and stuff,” you beg as you admire sunoo’s side profile.

“of course. i’ll tell riki.” he smiles back.

“oh, i actually thought .. that it could be just be you and me, this time?” you stop in front of him to gauge his response.

“sure. if that’s what you want.” he nervously rubs his nape, hands becoming sweatier with the moment.

“i mean of course i want riki with us. it’s just that i kind of wanted to catch up with you separately. it’s been a while y’know?” you look down. you felt bad that you were basically leaving riki out. but it was just a project, right? and he wasn’t even in the same class as you and sunoo.

“yeah, i get it. i’ll come over after school. we can walk to your house together.” sunoo manages to let out a smile despite the mix of butterflies and panic rumbling in his chest.

your trip to the janitor’s closet is much shorter as you pick up the pace and get the supplies you need to do your volunteering.

when you return to riki, you see him throwing a perfect free throw shot, making it in the hoop. he turns around in excitement and drops the ball when he sees the both of you, grabbing one of the mops out of your hand. “let’s get this over with,” he spits out.

you sense his uneasiness but don’t comment on it.

meanwhile, sunoo can’t help but notice how pretty you look with your hair all fluffy in your messy bun, while you bend to disinfect the seats of the bleachers. doing so while completely unaware of sunoo’s stares. at one point, riki hits the back of sunoo’s knees — causing him to fold in on himself and fall forward. sunoo had to learn how to not stare at you, you were just so entrancing.

you laugh at the both of them, figuring they were messing around like usual. you contemplated scolding them to get back to work so you could leave earlier since sunoo wouldn’t stop chasing riki around for hitting him. but you loved seeing them in all their silly boy antics - glory. it made you realize how much you loved the both of them.

the hours passed fairly quickly. the rest school eventually becoming fully empty as it was dark out now. sunoo drops off riki first, then takes you home. the drive was silent but every now and then sunoo side stares at you, which doesn’t fail to be noticed by you.

“what’s up?”

“what do you mean?” sunoo glances at you.

“why’re you staring so much?” you teasingly ask.

“am not!“

“why are your ears red then?” you smirk.

“they aren’t red! hey, y/n i won’t think twice about leaving you to walk home ..” you smack the back of his head at his words. “shit, you know i was joking and im driving y/n — you almost made me swerve!” he defends.

“yeah, yeah. just get me home, loser.” you slump in your seat and keep looking at sunoo’s delicate and bright reflection under the moonlight. you wanted to keep staring at his face but instead, you switch your gaze to admire his hands on the wheel and the way he glances at you every now and then. not wanting to be caught all flustered, you avert your gaze back out the window until you’re home.

sunoo never stops staring, though.

rule #1 broken. how was he going to resist not looking at your beauty? it’s what kept him sane giving he wasn’t planning on confessing — or anytime soon, at the very least.

it’s okay, he told himself. he had the other rules to keep the promise of, right?

ii. the less skinship, the less you’ll fall .

wrong. sunoo was actually really, really stupid!

because the moment your head hit his shoulder, his mind turned to static. thinking that he could keep his promises and not break the rules, was obviously a challenge. he just didn’t think it’d be so damn hard. it was like you couldn’t live without having some type of physical touch with him at all times.

in reality, sunoo really hated how much he loved your affection, making it insanely difficult for him to avoid it. not to mention that he felt like he was slowly turning into an asshole for the way he was acting, even if he didn’t mean it to be that way.

and you caught on to his change of behavior.

you were upset. the both of you had finished your history poster, and were watching a movie to take off the edge, but sunoo wasn’t reciprocating your movements. “sunoo,” you deadpan. “is everything okay?”

he only hums in response, not even bothering to look at you.

you take your head off his shoulder. “why’re you so stiff?” you remark in curiosity of the way his tense body wasn’t even leaning against yours.

he shifts his position so he’s not leaning against the headboard anymore. “oh, i don’t know. guess i’m just kind of tired.”

“alright. well, do you want to cuddle maybe? you can sleepover?”

“your parents are here!” he exclaims.

“so? you’ve slept over countless times before. what’s up with you lately? you know my parents love you and they know we’re close,” sunoo huffs at your clearly annoyed tone.

“i’m fine! i just … think i’d be more comfortable in my own bed,” he gets up and starts collecting his things, stuffing them into his backpack.

you follow his movements and get up. “you’re leaving, already?”

“mhm. we finished your project and i have a migraine.” his voice cracking.

you scoff, not wanting to continue the banter. “kay then. see you monday,” not bothering to chase after sunoo or question him further as he leaves your house.

you knew he was lying. sunoo was a shit liar. you just wish you knew why he felt like he had to lie in the first place. he’d been acting so distanced lately. and you couldn’t help but think it was your fault. did i do something wrong, does he hate me or something?

you were only being more affectionate because you didn’t know how to tell him how you felt about him, romantically. it was all too much.

while you decided to end the night early and go to sleep so you’d stop thinking about the weird encounter and bury your feelings, sunoo drove home in tears.

he was angry at himself. angry at himself for pushing you away just because he couldn’t handle himself. he couldn’t handle what you did to him, how you affected him without even trying. it was miserable, he wished he wasn’t such a coward.

he wanted to confess so badly. at the same time, he didn’t want to risk what the two of you had. but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that there’d be nothing left of your relationship if he continued to detach from you.

sunoo drove to riki, who was waiting for something like this to happen.

as riki opened his door to a puffy-faced sunoo, he spent no time in enveloping him into a hug.

“it didn’t go well, did it?”

“yeah. it didn’t. i basically shut her out,” sunoo sniffles.

“come in, you should stay with me. we can talk it out,” riki comforts sunoo.

while they did talk it out. sunoo gets more anxious when he realizes that he has to confess to you sooner or later. he was finally willing to risk everything. but something deep inside, told him that he wouldn’t have to risk much. sunoo was aware that you wouldn't let a confession tear down your years of memories.

and for the first time in a while, he was right.

iii. try to sleepover less . confess. because what else is there left to do?

despite sunoo basically completing the ‘less sleeping-over’ part of his guide, the same night sunoo decided he’s confess to you, was the same night he rehearsed to riki over and over what he’d say to you. fuck his guide.

“no no! do it again. you look like you’re going to puke and i’m not even y/n!” riki’s back flattens against his bed as he dies of laughter.

“i’m literally trying so hard here. please cut me some slack.”

“if i were her, i’d reject you on the spot. first off, why are you crossing your arms like that? what’re you trying to do? square up or something?”

“riki nishimura stop testing my patience, you’re not being helpful!” sunoo whines.

“okay, look,” riki gets up and pulls sunoo up with him. “you need to stand tall, and look confident while doing it. being shy won’t help your case. now common, shoulders high, chin up, one hand in pocket,” riki demands as he turns sunoo towards the full body mirror.

“can’t believe you’re making me pose like the toxic main lead in a romantic k-drama. i feel like that one dude with the butterfly on the back of his neck.”

“jae-eon?”

“yes, that douche,” sunoo tilts his neck in an attempt to present himself better. “okay, i think i mentally figured out what i’m going to wear and all.”

“perfect. you’re so handsome sunoo, don’t doubt yourself.” riki gives sunoo’s shoulders a quick squeeze before getting back to the homework he was doing before sunoo came.

sunoo continues looking at himself. and he looked fucking breathtaking; so slender, sleek, proper, and confident.

he was ready to confess. he just hoped you were ready to hear what he had to say.

though you and sunoo were texting each other as if nothing had ever happened. you were determined to avoid him for a bit, not yet ready to confront him about his behavior.

your plan, however, was ruined the moment school ended. you closed your locker to see sunoo leaning on the lockers beside yours. “oh, sunoo. hey,” you jump at the sight of him, not knowing how he managed to approach you so quietly.

“hey, y/n. can we talk?”

“yeah, actually,” you say, running your hands through your hair nervously. sunoo looked divine — to say the least.

he was wearing the dangly pair of earrings you gifted him on his last birthday. his hair soft as ever, slightly falling over his eyes, and he was wearing a blue flannel. he looked so handsome. it took everything in you to hold back your compliments.

“great,” sunoo doesn’t think twice before taking your hand in his and leading you to the music room: the place the both of you would go to whenever you wanted to kill time and talk after school — since it was usually empty.

sunoo motions for you to sit next to him on the piano bench. you instantly had flashbacks of all the times sunoo would play your favorite pieces for you, especially when you were feeling down.

“i’m going to get straight to the point,” he spurts out, taking both of your hands and rubbing his thumbs over the back of them. you were taken aback at the sudden act of intamacy, given he was acting the complete opposite a couple days prior.

“y/n, i like you. i like you so fucking much, it makes my heart ache. my heart aches for you every time i try to push you away and avoid hanging out with you, … or touching you, even.”

you were in shock, but not in the way you’d think. you felt a thousand times lighter. like a burden of a million years had just been lifted off your shoulders.

“oh my god,” you take your lip between your teeth. “really sunoo? you’re not joking, are you? did riki set you up to this?”

“what? of course not, y/n! i’m confessing to you. i’m tired of ignoring my feelings. i couldn’t stand back and watch as i destroyed our relationship. now please say something, you’re killing me here.”

“it’s just that .. wait, so you’re not saying all this to me because riki told you i like you?”

“no, wait what?! you like me back?” sunoo’s eyes widen as his grip on your hands tightens.

“yes, if it wasn’t already so obvious. or maybe you’re just that stupid,” you laugh out. stuck in disbelief. “you’d think that you would catch on to how i feel judging by how i always want alone time with you, or because i always want you by my side, but no.”

“is that why you’re so touchy? and why you wanted to hang out with only me?”

“obviously, sunoo. is it really hard for you to connect the dots? you pushed me away because you like me, while i did the exact opposite. i guess that’s why it took us so long to figure our feelings out,” you shrug, looking up at sunoo.

sunoo’s tongue pokes the inside of his mouth as he takes in everything said. “i really am dumb, huh? i can’t believe i’ve been so oblivious this entire time.”

“why do you sound so disappointed?” you question him, slightly concerned but intrigued.

“because, i could have been doing —“

sunoo’s words come to an end as he closes the distance between you and him completely. lips touching yours so softly. and though you’re surprised by his bold action, you remove your hands from his, wrapping them around his neck.

sunoo’s figure is so much more dominant over your own, and you feel content in the moment with him. his hands lower to your waist and you tilt your head in response, causing him to slip in his tongue. you groan in response, surprised at having made a sound as such.

you want to continue, so badly, but you remember you’re still in school. yet, you reluctantly separate from the boy and bite your lip in slight embarrassment at having been so intimate with him; a moment you’d only been dreaming about, until now.

sunoo finally completes his words the moment you separate, “—that with you, all this time.” he notices the way you drop your gaze.“someone’s shy,” he smirks.

“am not!” you slap at his chest. “we’re still at school, y’know? anyone could have walked in on us.”

“but no one did, right? so what’s the harm in having a little fun?”

“we can have more fun, later.” you seethe.

“mm, i think we have a lot to talk about still. which is why we’re going to my house, right now.” sunoo gets up and offers you his hand.

you smile in delight and accept his hand: holding it tighter than you’d ever held before.

“sunoo, you think we could maybe do some more of that after we talk?”

“what?” he looks at you, still walking. “oh, you mean kiss?” he clears his throat. “you don’t even have to ask, y/n.”

he stops in his tracks, pecking you on the lips.

you hear a groan of disgust erupt from behind you. turning to see riki standing near one of the classroom doors. “you couldn’t have saved that for a more private area?”

“wow. not even a ‘good job sunoo, you finally confessed! i’m so proud of you!’“ sunoo gasps.

“mm nah, you guys are kinda gross, but i’m happy you finally got yourself a girl-friend! go have your fun!” riki heaves as he attempts to walk out the front of the school. but sunoo has other plans; flicking riki’s forehead as he passes by you and him.

“that’s for not telling me you knew that y/n liked me!”

“oh my bad, guess my several tries to get you to confess to her or admit your feelings didn’t work, did they? oh wait, no. it’s just that you would do anything than to listen to me, your best friend!” complete sarcasm laces riki’s voice as he backs up facing you two.

“oh and y/n? i’m sorry sunoo’s a complete dumbass, truly. i send all my regards to you! he’s all yours now!” riki yells before he winks at sunoo as he finally exits through the doors of the school.

riki was so happy for sunoo, and would take an infinite amount of more head flicks if it meant seeing him smile as bright as he does when he’s with you.

you blush at the thought of you and sunoo being together, thinking about riki’s words and how he seemed genuinely excited for your newfound relationship. you make a mental note to give him the biggest hug ever, later. your trio could never break apart, riki would always be a part of you — plus, you owe him for the situation you were currently in.

“guess that means you’re my boyfriend now, yeah?”

“sure am.” sunoo flashes a smile and pulls you to keep walking.

as you skip out to sunoo’s car, you couldn’t help but get butterflies; sunoo was finally yours.

he, on the other hand, was mentally slapping himself for creating a ‘guide’ to not fall in love with you in the first place. because for what it counts, he was more in love than ever; no thanks to his guide, of course.

but sunoo wasn’t complaining, now was he?

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layranh · 2 years ago

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This looks like fun ;

I really don't have one, but I like the whole concept of Dawn FM - The Weeknd

I love you - Billie Eilish

Me cuesta tanto olvidarte-Mecano

Last Christmas-Wham!

I have been fan of Shakira since I was 4 years old!! And this my fav song of her : Hips don't lie - Shakira, Wycelf Jean

Cinammon Girl-Lana del Rey (I'm in my Lana era💞)

Feel Good Inc - Gorillaz. (I used to listen music with my best frend in class and I remember this song that I haved listen before but i didn't know the name, I loved it so much and then I searched it, and yeah it's a good song)

Omg there's alot of songs... But I feel that the most relevant r : Less than Zero-The Weeknd ; Everything I wanted - Billie Eilish ; Clocks and Speed of Sound - Coldplay.

Physical and Levitating - Dua Lipa ( My aspiration to be free and enjoy life while dancing. I also feel that I'm a "star /vanilla and nature girl" smoothie

Tu si sabes quererme-Natalia Lafourcade ft los Macorinos ( It's not "precisely" about where I live but it's music from my country, with characteristic rhythms from where I live , I love this song too)

Lento-Julieta Venegas ( from my country too)

Listen to your Heart-Roxette

Save your Tears-The Weeknd with Ariana Grande ; I found you-Stephen Sánchez with Em Beihold and Chamber of Reflection(acustic by Your Anxiety Buddy) -Mac deMarco

Hotel California - Eagles

Meet me hallway-Black Eyed Peas

There r alot of childhood fav songs , but this song, represent a good part : Tu no eres para mi-Fanny Lu

Lean On-Major Lanzer and I know you want me - Pitbull

Escapism-from Steven Universe ; La Bicicleta-Carlos Vives with Shakira ;C`mon-P!atd and Fun ;This is Gospel - Panic! at the disco ; Ghost-Mystery Skulls ; Save your Tears-The Weeknd

Las de la Intuición-Shakira ( I like her new songs, but I love more her old songs )

Spirit-Beyonce ; Just like Fire-P¡NK ; Roar-Katy Perry

No soy una de esas - Jesse &Joy ft Alejandro Sanz

I would say Life for the Rent-Dido and Dont Speak-No Doubt.

Kiss me more - Doja Cat ft SZA

IM a big fan of sountrascks , here r my fav ( I CANT DECIDE SORRY) : Truth,Spoils of War, The last War,The Children, Dracarys, Reign -Ramin Djawadi ; Young Love, Childrens of the prophecy ,To be close to you, Between Worlds- Lorne Balfe and The Golden Compass, Sky Ferry , Epiloge , Lyra- Alexander Desplat .And all of Toby Fox soundtracks <3

Summertime Sadness - Lana de Rey

Rainbow -Kesha , Batte Scars-Paradise Fears, and Less than Zero-The Weeknd . They taught me to keep it up going even if i was too mentally tired , to have a purpose in life and fight for it . I still learning to enjoy life as the way it is ...

Fallen Down- Toby Fox . ( I will put this soundtrack instead, since it means alot to me ...)

Mary on a Cross - Ghost . Dont get me wrong, its a pretty song bt it was SO USED for tiktok that i got tired of it XD-

GoodBye-Billie Eilish and Cake-Melanie Martinez

TAKE ON ME -A ha . No doubt

Those r the most reevant , but i like ALOT of songs

Music Asks

your favorite album opener

a song starting w/ the same first letter of your first name

a song outside of your usual genre

a song that reminds you of your favorite season

a song from a lifelong favorite artist

your current “on repeat” song

a song your friend introduced you to that you ended up loving

a song that speaks the words you couldn’t say

a song that captures your aesthetic (can be ideal!)

a song about the place where you live

a song from an international artist

a song you can scream all the words to

a reboot of a song/songs you already loved (remix, mashup, acoustic, etc.)

a song with the name of a place in the title

a song that reminds you of traveling

your favorite childhood song

a song that reminds you of a good time

a song that reminds you of a bad time

a song from an artist whose old music you enjoy more than their new music

a song that empowers you

a song from a local artist

a song you related to in the past and present, but for different reasons

your favorite cheesy pop song

a song from a soundtrack (musical, movie, video game, etc.)

the song currently stuck in your head OR the song you are listening to right now

a song that taught you a lesson

an instrumental song

a song you always skipped, but ended up loving once you listened to it

your favorite album closer

your all-time favorite song

#Music #personal #music tag #tg #If u want to do it reblog the original!!

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choerrypuffs · 3 years ago

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omg hi im currently working on my own nct dream series because of how inspired i was of your demigod series and cat's not clickbait series !! ^_^

i jus wanna say how much i LOVED jeno's e2l fic it really really helped me get through the week as it was smth i looked forward to reading every night :( your portrayal of the characters (esp cat!! she was the funniest character,, but i was lowkey imagining her as cat from victorious and then i realised that it was quite literally your moot 💔) was so fun to read and you brought everything to life!

i also really loved the dynamic between jeno and y/n and how raw and misunderstood their emotions were 😭😭 the fight scenes were so detailed and thrilling and they kept me wondering omg what's going to happen next. you should really give yourself a big pat on the back for keeping me hooked for a whole WEEK ive never been so dedicated to a fic before oh my days 😵‍💫 OH AND ESP WHEN JAEHYUN WAS THE TRAITOR!!! i had my doubts abt him the minute cat didn't like him (she felt like such a big sis character so i trusted everything she said) but i did think for a split second that maybe sicheng was the traitor,, thank goodness he isn't that would have been so disheartening 💔💔

lastly, back to cat being in your fic!! i thought that was a really cool way of incorporating your friends into your story and i jus wanna ask that if i did that with one of my nct fics would that be okay? ^^

this is so long im sorry <///3

hi, my love! i showed your ask to cat as well, and we are so honored and flattered that our series inspired you to write your own!!! 💕💕💕 i'd love to hear more about it! what is it going to be about 👀👀👀 give me that exclusive pls 🎤

thank you so so so much!!!! i'm so glad you enjoyed it and it makes me so happy that it was able to give you some sort of relief though the week 🥺 LMFAOOOOOO NOT CAT VALENTINE FROM VICTORIOUS 😭 we have plenty of asian rep so we don't need miss ariana nguyen 💀 on a serious note, i'm glad you liked the side characters!! the hades + poseidon siblings were unexpected fan favorites and it just makes me feel like super accomplished that people cared 🤧

omg yes!! jeno and y/n's dynamic was super important to me bc it's e2l and i'm an e2l supremacist and i wanted to make sure that i did the e2l dynamic justice without venturing into toxicity bc a lot of the writing in that genre tends to veer into red flag territory 🤧 ahhh and thank you for mentioning the fight scenes omfggg 😩 i swore i would never write action again after my atla series but i never learn 😭 writing those took ten years off my life span so i really appreciate you bringing them up 🥺 no omg i should be giving you a pat on the back for being able to get through that 22k monstrosity without losing interest 🧎‍♀️ if i don't read it in one sitting then i'm not reading it at all DFJSKLSK

honestly cat ended up being right about everything so everyone just needs to trust what she says 😤 i debated a lot of potential members to be jaehyun's accomplice, and lucas was almost going to be it but then i decided it against it 😌 unfortunately sicheng wasn't a contender logistically but who knows 👀 i do plan on writing more short-form content so...

of course that's okay, my love! incorporating my friends into my fics is actually something cat inspired me to do bc she put me in one of her fics first! i think it's super fun and also you don't have to come up with your own side characters and make your own personalities for them 🤩

don't apologize, my love!! i love answering long asks and thank you for taking the time to leave me such a sweet message <3333

#ask #answered #hyukaas

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4dtk · 4 years ago

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stuck with you

pairing: enemy!journalist!haechan x journalist!reader

genre: angst, fluff, humour, enemies to lovers (hope i did the trope justice tbh TT)

warnings: cursing, f words lmao, i mention stranger things a lot in this??? mainly bc i just finished watching it w a friend. i also only use ‘haechan’ when narrating the story so i don’t get confused! the timeline for this is Very Weird as well bc like i didn’t consider how long a pandemic would last…… so Uhm. pls just excuse the weird ass time sequence. also referenced yangyang’s bastard child behaviour from dream plan where he packs his things messily and kun had to mf intervene and yangyang had the audacity to go like “see, this is how u get ppl to pack for you, now i don’t have to do anything” 💀

word count: 8k (a headache to proofread...)

A/N: first time trying an e2l trope and im not sure if it was done ok??? i didn't want it to feel too rushed so i tried to spread out the days as much as i could!! i also included small snippets of their life w the other so it won’t seem like the fic is just focusing on the e2l concept! was inspired tons by the lyrics of stuck with u by ariana grande and jb, so that song is definitely something you can listen to if you read this! hope you enjoy ^^

[day 1]

"you're insufferable," you groan, reluctantly handing over the remote control for the hotel's television after some unsuccessful scrolling.

hotels never exactly had much range anyway.

you were very much already dreading the time ahead with the male, sadly having been stuck in quarantine not even half a day with haechan.

offering to go to a neighbouring country to report on the rising covid-19 situation, you didn't expect your rival to tag along, no doubt seeking to craft up a better story than you would.

and so, you were now nudging the remote control into his waiting palm with a roll of your eyes. you hoped it emphasised your annoyance with him even a little, standing up to prepare a cup of tea before bed.

"are you going to keep watching television while i sleep?" you ask a genuine question, peeking at him through the mirror of the vanity that sat outside the bathroom.

he just shrugs with a tired sigh, turning his attention back to the cartoon playing in front of him.

"okay, well, keep to your side of the bed and i'll stay in mine. we need to be social distancing, anyway."

there's a hint of "okay, loser" mumbled under his breath, but you pay it no thought as you finish your tea and brush your teeth before you skillfully set up a fortress made out of pillows.

"ow! what the hell?"

"your leg was in the way, jeez! move it, and i'll stop annoying you," you said, putting up the last of your requested pillows beside where haechan currently sat.

taking one last glance at haechan, you wondered when the lockdown in your country would last before they start letting people fly in. for now, you were trapped with the nightmare himself in a sad hotel room, with only a bed to share.

"goodnight," he tells you, but the sardonic way he says it irks you to the point where you settle for silence instead. the only thing that drones on are the voices of the cartoon, soon fading as you feel into a dreamless sleep.

[day 4]

"this virus thing is probably driving me insane by day, and you, lee haechan, are adding on to it!"

"no headlines, no idea what style to write in, minimal pictures-" the doorbell to the hotel room interrupts your current rant, prompting you to storm off to answer the call with an annoyed look.

"what now?" taken aback by your quick response, the housekeeping girl retracts with downturned eyebrows and a voice hesitant to speak. your roommate comes to the rescue almost immediately when he's heard the commotion.

you watch as he sends her a smile and a wink, deflating when he's let her in to clean up the room. you're not sure why you can't keep your eyes off the both of them as they converse, blaming it mostly on your hatred for the male.

with the last of her duties fulfilled, you offer to help her with the cleaning supplies as an apology, but she cuts you off almost immediately. there's a linger in her step, however, as she walks the short hallway to the door, evident in wanting haechan to send her off as he received her.

turning back to call him, he holds up a hand as he types down his opening lines to an article, prompting you to shoot the housekeeper girl another apologetic look.

"sorry again," you mumble, letting out a sigh at how this was all playing out. day four and you were already making enemies with the hotel crew.

"maybe day forty-one is where i fall in love with lee haechan," you scoffed, perhaps listing down all the unfortunate things that could happen while you were in quarantine.

one of them was catching feelings for your rival.

rolling your eyes, you settled on the bed to catch a few Zs as he continued to work on his article, though you weren't exactly sure about the weight your words held.

[day 9]

"haechan, what is this?" you ask with an eyebrow raised, his dirty boxers barely hanging off your finger.

haechan only groans at that, knowing you were relentless in the laundry. even in a pandemic, he was sure you'd prioritise your clothes first.

"jesus! don't go picking up my underwear just like that!" he snatches it from you, folding it neatly and placing it next to where his luggage sat. unfortunately, yours was right beside his.

"you think just because you're doing the laundry you're able to look through a man's prized possessions-!"

your jaw drops, "it was near the sink, haechan! i don't want to look at the checkered pattern on your boxers when i brush my teeth. i don't want it near my face either."

haechan groans yet again, running a hand through his hair in frustration before turning back to the computer, a blank document opened up in front of him.

despite gathering findings, interviewing healthcare workers and serving the public alongside frontline staff, he had deleted every attempt at writing.

there's a rumble from the bathroom, perhaps from your upset stomach or the choked pipe, but sometimes they sounded too similar he couldn't tell it apart. haechan stifles a laugh when there's a "fuck!" echoing behind the door, though unsure if he should help you or not.

when haechan hears another crash, he comes running without hesitation with a face morphed into furrowed eyebrows and a tilt of the head.

"don't just stand there, you moron!"

haechan snaps out of his daze to assist you off the floor, swiftly helping you even more off the floor as he carries you to the bed with a stiff one arm. you notice his other hand hanging awkwardly, probably not knowing what to do with it before you feel the soft sheets under your butt.

he gets to work within a minute, fishing for an ointment and some bandages his mother forced him to bring. he remembers it as he always has: a caring mother looking out for her son, maybe a little too much sometimes.

haechan is thankful for his mother, now, for the stray bandages laying around in his pouch.

you watch in silence as he cleans the cut with alcohol, wincing when his hand hadn't even touched your skin.

"my hand isn't even on your skin yet! jeez, calm down."

you shake your head, holding onto his bicep to halt his arm, "just use water, please."

exhaling in exasperation, you wonder if you've pissed him off tenfold when he leaves for the bathroom with a side-eyed glance, though not hostile.

"problematic," haechan whispers, dabbing a wet cloth over the wound carefully before applying the ointment and securing the bandages.

"your words contradict your actions so much, haechan. i never know what you're thinking." sighing, you pull your leg away from his hold after he's done with the bandages, making your way to the bathroom and leaving him in his thoughts.

"why do you want to know?"

haechan gets silence; the lock of the bathroom audibly turns to signal another wall put up between the two of you. with another frustrated groan, the boy plops down on the chair to work on his article with the right words forming in his mind.

even if he was the one who asked, he wasn't sure if he was ready to tell you.

[day 13]

"stranger things is freaking me the fuck out, man!" haechan whispered, ignoring your pleads and groans to continue writing.

"haechan! give me the damn laptop! i don't even know why you brought an HDMI cable when it doesn't work with the television system here!"

"well, we got one that matches it, didn't we?" he said, eyes peeled to the screen that showed the young boy, will, in the upside-down.

"you mean you did!" you shoved him, ready to disconnect the devices before haechan held you back, clearly entranced by the next sequence of eleven being able to see will in a pool of salt.

"ugh, god, i don't even know why people watch the show!" you spill with sourness, knowing the show was praised for its excellent acting and writing.

haechan raises an eyebrow, turning to you with a strangely slow speed.

"stranger things have received multiple awards, and you didn't give any other reason. are you scared?"

when you struggle to find words, haechan laughs at his revelation, hiding his pearly whites behind his hand as he continues to make fun of you.

"yeah yeah, i'm scared! so what?"

"'oh haechan! oh no~ i'm terrified, would you care to provide some comfort?' jeez, don't worry, man, i'll protect you." there's a cheeky glimmer in his eyes and a cocky smirk on his face which you very much want to wipe off with the disinfectant in the toilet.

"it's not all that bad, c'mon! give it a-" turning back to the tv, the sudden attack of the demogorgon lashing out at the camera has the male screaming, hiding behind your body in fear.

"you were saying, mr superman?" you deadpan, unlatching his arms around your waist as you sink deeper into the sheets with your phone in hand.

[day 17]

haechan thrashes in his sleep, almost knocking the wine glass you had in your hands when he crosses over the pillow barrier you made.

"what in the hell-" you winced, keeping an eye on the male should he have any more outbursts that would ruin both wine night and the stuff you were working on for the article.

with tipsy hands, your keyboard keys unconsciously write out a letter of disdain and confusion regarding haechan, the boy sleeping next to you with a cute drooling face and curly hair.

with beautiful tan skin like that, you wondered why he didn't model instead. with a voice as impressive as his, you wondered why he didn't sign a contract. with natural hosting capabilities, you wondered why didn't fucking get the place of a talk show host.

because man, he can get pretty bothersome sometimes.

[day 20]

the next few days pass by with a breeze.

despite not knowing how the current pandemic will turn out, you find haechan more bearable, his habits being dumped in the past with a wave of a hand.

petty arguments occur, of course, until one of you brushes off the matter like nothing.

today was one of the days you won't back down.

there's worry evident on your face, eyes scanning through every last document on the stupid laptop. fingers travel fast over the keyboard as the realisation slowly dawns on you.

with slumped shoulders, you take a deep breath before turning to the male.

"what do you mean you accidentally deleted my article? i know we're sharing the damn laptop, but we established that you stay on your files and i stay on mine."

the other waved his hand, "i did not touch any of your files, (y/n), i'm not sure what happened."

"how could you not know? what the hell? i had good content on it, but now i have to spend more hours reorganising the news and interview answers and everything else in my notes. thanks, lee haechan."

"maybe if you weren't so caught up in me trying to sabotage your place in the publication team, then you would've believed me." he shrugged, taking a seat on the one bed like nothing.

you scoffed, arms crossing across your body. "funny how you mention sabotage because a villain never reveals their motive. that's why you came with me, didn't you?"

haechan stuck his tongue out to the side of his mouth, eyes blinking and rolling like an 8-ball that it sickened you to the core.

"villain? i'm the villain?"

"was i not clear?" you hiss, stepping closer to the male.

"no, make it more precise, please. i wanna hear it word for word. spit it out, coward."

with every word, you plunged your finger into his chest, looking deep into his eyes. "you're set out to take my place for department editor, where you know i'm best at."

"and that department would be...?" he crossed his arms, looking down at you with scorn you wished you could slap off his face.

"the..." you gulp with his face all up in yours, eyes boring as he awaits your answer, no doubt losing confidence at your realisation.

"the world depart...ment? you love to travel, right?" you trail off, biting your lip in anxiety when you remember how he was on the plane. you don't exactly remember whether he was more excited or scared.

"wrong! try again."

"politics?" you propose.

haechan's face contorts into disbelief, with his mouth twisted with perplex and eyebrows furrowed. "me? politics?"

your mouth runs dry at the roadblock you've faced, and as that annoying, stupid smirk grows, your hatred for him increases by the charts.

"naming departments i'd rather die than join, running your mouth, accusing me of deleting your files..." haechan shakes his head dramatically, rolling his eyes and letting out a fat sigh.

"you think i wanna be stuck here with your infuriating ass? god, you're so entitled, aren't you? aren't you?!"

"talking like you own the place, talking like you're the only one in this world, talking like- mhfh-"

within three angry steps, you were across the room.

within three booming steps, your hands were on his face.

within three significant steps, you were kissing lee haechan.

"you never learn to shu..." with horror, you're brought back from the trance with widened eyes.

"oh, god, sorry. what. what the hell. what the fuck?" you whisper, pushing the boy away with both hands in a panic, trying to highlight your scorn for him by wiping your lips on your sleeve.

had you liked it?

the other scurried to the balcony in a frenzy while you collected yourself in the bathroom, although no amount of water could calm your nerves.

with shaky words in bed, you both agreed to never talk about it again.

[day 25]

"hey, i can see your damn annotations on my article, (y/n). will you stop it?" haechan whines, making you second guess if he was joking or not.

for the nth time that day, you roll your eyes and proceed to sip from your cup of gin tonic that haechan desperately wanted you to try. it was... a refreshing taste, but hell, you wouldn't drink this even if it was the last beverage on earth.

"i'm just giving my feedback, be thankful i didn't bring up that stupid kiss five days ago. bleugh."

haechan falls quiet at that, fingers lingering over the keyboard as he typed out some note with the speed of a sloth's.

"hey, call me donghyuck. that's my actual name," he mumbles, glancing at you through his bangs while he awaits your reply.

"donghyuck? is haechan an alias?"

the boy shrugs, "i don't know, maybe. my friends gave it to me when i was younger, and i just stuck with it."

"full sun? your friend gave it to you, sure." you grin with a gesture of your hand, almost spilling the gin in the clear glass before breaking into small laughter with the other.

[day 28]

"hey! hey, what the hell?" you whisper, feeling the boy huddle up to you in lightning speed.

"what is wrong with you?" you whisper-shout, nudging him off your body as his phone screen remains as the only thing illuminating his face.

"sorry, i- i was watching stranger things while i was shitting and after i cleaned up... i heard something and bolted out of there."

"so now you're butt naked? hyuck, ew!" you groan, thankful for the sheets that were covering your body and his junk. his reluctance to get off you didn't seem to bother you as much as earlier, but you still wished he wasn't literally naked against you.

"go put on your underwear, you big baby. i'll be here when you come out. no demogorgon is going to come out, for real."

"no no, i was watching season two and it was that big shadow thingy that freaked me out. can't you feel this poor boy shivering?" haechan sighed, eyes never leaving the corridor that led to the bathroom.

"i can, and i also can feel your dick. please get dressed, or you're sleeping on the floor," you mumble, pulling the sheets to cover your freezing body.

[day 31]

your face hits something soft, cuddling into it even further because of its warmth before you realise there was only one other thing that would be warm in the room.

haechan.

your breath shakes, and your eyes widen as you pull yourself away from his embrace. your subtle movement leaves him thrashing around, though, and his arms tighten around your figure slowly and endearingly.

gulping, you will your hands to stay in their place, opting to freeze to death although there are hints of heat crawling onto your face.

when you wake up, you find that his hand's in yours and maybe you were searching for one wrong thing. an anomaly, an exception. it fit in yours perfectly, however, his tanned skin glowing lightly under the rays of sun filtering through the curtains.

you hoped he didn't realise the small shift of your fingers as they enclosed around his hand.

[day 32]

"what are you doing out here?" haechan asked quietly, peeking around the sliding door before joining you on the chilly balcony. it wasn't much, but it was still different and refreshing from the old, stagnant aircon air that was blowing in the hotel room.

"can't sleep," you whisper. you had your arms around your figure cautiously, as if it could protect you from all the bad, evil and terror in the world. at this point, you weren't sure what was it that you were feeling, but it sure didn't involve entertaining haechan's teasing.

luckily, he bit his tongue from making the usual snarky remarks.

"it's two in the morning, what's up?"

you shake your head in reply, watching the empty streets as the last light in the apartment across you switches off. sure, at two in the morning, pavements were dusty clean, and the birds were sleeping, but there would always be younger boys smoking along the road, or a drunken group of friends laughing about a past memory.

now that the pandemic forced everyone into their homes, everything was pretty much dead. there wasn't that excitement you felt when you saw a late-night kiss shared between two lovers or the snug hug of a child to his father who was working overtime that day.

"nothing's up, hyuck, it's fine. you can get back to sleep if you want."

maybe today you two were the one causing the ruckus this time, though. haechan may have let his words slipped, and at that moment, you knew you regretted that bloom in your chest when his lips met yours.

"you're so hard to read, (y/n). i want you to be able to trust me, tell me what's going on."

"why do you wanna know anyway? so you can expose me of my bad habits and weak points?" you whisper, eyes trained on the flickering lamppost a few yards away.

"there you go again! again with the sabotage?" haechan scoffed, exiting the small space and stepping back into the room of mixed emotions.

"is this just about your feelings for me?"

haechan laughed, "my feelings? might i remind you that you were the one who kissed me full on the lips twelve days ago? what was that all about? i wanna talk about it, even though we said we wouldn't! i wanna talk about why you hate me so much. i wanna talk about why your emotions are so contradictive!"

your mouth hangs open as you sputter out a heated reply, but instead gets interrupted with a knock on the door.

"keep quiet, you damn teenagers! i don't need your petty fights at two in the morning!" with padded feet, the guest returns to his room and slams the door to emphasise his complaint. swallowing, your mind goes blank as it focuses only on one question.

"why do you want to know so much lee haechan? what are you gaining out of this? if it's not sabotaging, then what is it?!" you whisper, standing your ground as with the first argument.

your throat is clenched up, and your fists are balled up tightly with nails digging into your palm. your heartbeat races like a fast car and your breathing's laboured in the cold room. there's no movement for a second, though they feel like minutes on end as haechan struggles to answer your question.

"what is it, lee donghyuck?" you cry out again, the sparkle in your eyes shining brightly from the tears of your never-ending dispute. he wished it was from the moonlight, instead. he wished the two of you were laughing over the rim of wine glasses and sharing the mischievous glimmer of the moon in your eyes.

"it's nothing. don't mind it." the other turns to catch up on sleep, leaving you to bite your lip.

"now you're doing it, now you're the one doing it. just tell me, you dumbass!" you mumble, pulling on his pyjama sleeve and tugging you to him.

"i like you, okay! it's out there now, i like you a lot, but you make it feel like a crime to do it," haechan whispers, "whatever. fuck this."

"no- what- no, we'll talk this out." you propose, adjusting your grip on his wrist with the curl of your fingers.

the male shakes his head and snatches his arm back, "no, forget it, and i'd prefer if you left me alone, (y/n)."

even with the warmth of his body next to yours, your body felt frozen and stiff. even with the thick duvet cover over you, you felt out of place in the stale hotel room, with colour becoming black and white, they merge into grey as the moonlight shone without a care for your problems.

there's action on the balcony when your eyes flutter open in the morning, noticing the quiet way haechan observes those rushing to work as well as social distancing officers making their rounds.

his eyes look hopeful and youthful, different from the tired ones the night before, or rather, this morning. you hadn't forgotten the angry neighbour banging on the door, and you definitely hadn't forgotten about how much you've wounded haechan this morning.

with a soft knock, you let him know of your presence and you just miss the way his eyes soften at your bed hair and messy appearance. his gaze turns hard in a second as he turns back to the apartment across yours, the balcony door showing your reflection of how hesitant you were.

haechan wished he could take your hands in his and accept your apology in a heartbeat, but he stayed seated and waited for whatever you wanted to say.

"don't run off, please." there's a shameful hand on his shoulders, and he's dying to get up when he sees your downcast eyes in the reflection across the street.

"i was too caught up in getting department head that i... didn't consider other possibilities. even the possibility of you uhm... liking me. it's still a weird concept to me, especially with how much we bicker."

"i'm sorry i didn't stay to hear out your feelings and rather, i just talked over you instead. i'm not sure if you want to accept this or not, but i want to open up—about this, about your feelings and... i don't know how much i've masked my emotions, i just know that we need to communicate."

the doorbell interrupts your apology, but you internally thank the housekeeping for bringing breakfast for the two of you.

with silence over breakfast, you weren't sure how the other felt as he scoffed down the croissant and almost burned his tongue with the coffee he ordered.

[day 33]

the boy barely watches the television and instead, reads over the article you were working on. seeing as it was already there when he logged on, he skimmed through it out of curiosity, finding that you were rephrasing the messy typos and sentences frantically on your notes.

haechan never forgot the way you were typing away on the laptop, eyes reading and rereading the sentences to make sure they made sense, to make sure they were clear to the reader.

the argument had taken a toll on you, too. he sees it in the way your eyes sink when your words turn out choppy and lacking, he sees it in the way you lug your body to the bathroom after a late night, he sees it in the way you struggle to hold your smile while attending an interview.

'haechan. you confuse me. i'm not...' the note below it trails off, piquing his curiosity at what it had in store.

'haechan.' big and bold letters it wrote, with a few dozen question marks below it. your writing skills shine through even in an informal note about your self-proclaimed rival, each line prompting the other to read more.

'you confuse me. i'm not sure what you're at but, it doesn't seem natural for you to tag along with someone you hate, right? that's what i was thinking too.'

'jeez, i remember hating when suyeon told me you were coming along. i didn't believe her one bit until she showed me your plane ticket and the hotel rooms next to each other. god, and when i came here, it was a day of interviewing before the damn government decided to close flights and force us into a room together.'

'i heard that other people had to be separated. i didn't know why we were the unlucky two that had to be put in a room together. i wished we didn't, almost. of course, you annoyed me when we first moved in. hogging the tv to no end, leaving your dirty underwear everywhere, running your mouth just like at our workplace.'

'i couldn't take it, maybe. sure, my brother has similar antics, but there was just something about you that just set me off, you know? i wouldn't have thought it was the opposite, or at least, i think so.'

'i'm counting the days. day 17 and i'm not sure why i feel this bubbling feeling inside me. of course, there's anger—i'm sure it's there, but there's also this other thing i get whenever i look at you.'

'my heart clenches up, and my hands become clammy, but it couldn't be a crush, right? i would've wasted my breath shouting, and my strength whacking your shoulder.' that makes haechan chuckle and look over at you where the soft light dances over your face.

'and then i started imagining. how would your arms wrap around me? how would your infuriating laughter, which somehow turned out to be so contagious, feel in the crook of my neck? yikes, that was cheesy.'

'what would it feel like if we fell in love for one night? where would you bring me and what would we eat? would we make out in your car like unruly teenagers?'

'what would it be like to love you? it's dumb, isn't it? i don't know. i've liked this bickering thing we had going on, and it's amusing to see you one-up me. i'm not sure if i want that to change and i'm not sure if you want us to, either.'

'maybe i'm wrong, and i'm the only one in this thing. this is so stupid, writing while he's sitting next to me. i'll regret this, maybe. goodnight.'

haechan sighs, closing the device in thought, confused at the words he wasn't exactly supposed to read. had you done this on purpose? he was sharing the laptop with you...

the boy brushed it off, placing the laptop on the vanity before adjusting your side of the duvet, hoping he could find the right words. with hesitant steps, he keeps to his side of the bed, thinking, thinking, thinking.

when he couldn't no more, haechan fell into the spell of slumber in the comfortable hotel room.

[day 34]

"tea?" he asks from the bathroom as the door clicks behind you, returning from the short hotel walk with a new keychain hanging from your sling bag.

"yeah sure, thanks."

the water runs as he fills up the kettle as the constant whir of the aircon and the conversation on the television keeps you company in the vast quietness of the room.

you weren't sure if you should say anything, but when you saw the dishevelled appearance of your roommate, you knew you had to bring up the argument and apology.

"haechan, about our... feelings. do you want to talk about them?" you whispered, a reply reaching your ears in the form of his spoon against the porcelain mug.

haechan hands you the drink wordlessly, sitting on the chair at the vanity before sipping cautiously at the tea. there are unexchanged glances between the two of you before he sighs at your expectant hand tapping the sheets.

"i think it's about time we did," he mumbled, dragging the laptop off the wooden table with anxiety. the other opened it without saying anything, catching you by surprise when the mouse hovers over your note.

"hae- donghyuck! no! what the hell?"

he holds up a hand and clicks on it anyway, making your heart drop to your stomach as he turned the device towards you.

"read the bottom." haechan whispers as you pull the laptop closer to you, settling it on your lap as he observed your expressions carefully.

'i read it, i'm sorry.' you look at him and lift up a hand to prepare to whack him, a defeated sigh escaping you before you carried on.

'was it wrong to read it? of course, and i cannot apologise more for doing shit like that when we still have unsolved tension between us in this small ass room. it was incorrect, but.'

'do you feel the same as me? is bickering all we have to do? why can't we work anything out? they're the questions i keep asking myself after i read your letter.'

'i guess i was too caught up in the fight and not wanting to be the loser that i... can't deny that i've never thought about wanting to get to know you, even if you were that sought out to be my destined enemy.'

'when we fought earlier, you kissed me. i know we said not to mention it, but, uhm, it was good. i liked it. i'm not sure if the reason why you did it was because of the reason you mentioned in the note, but at the time, i assumed it was to shut me up. i thought something would happen after, though you pushed me away and apologised right away.'

'it was a far off dream that i had, but i think it was after i bandaged your foot. you said that you didn't know what was going on in my mind, and i told you.'

'it was like, i was granted an insight into an alternate world, another universe where you didn't feel the strain, where you legitimately assumed i was going for your position.'

'you scoffed when i confessed, right then and there, on day 9. i was counting, too, and it was a scary, confusing dream. i think that's why i held it off as long as i could until your words puzzled and angered me further because you just didn't get it.'

'you scoffed and told me to get lost, pushing on my shoulders where we fought on the balcony for everyone to see. you never spoke to me, you never mentioned my article nor the interviews. we never joked over wine, and we always kept to our side of the bed.'

'i was convinced that heaven wanted me to stay away from you and your heart. maybe it was broken too many times, and you had someone up there looking out for you.'

'i feel like i'm copying off the textbook of some greek mythology starter pack, but i'm for real! no kidding.' you smiled, looking at him with nervous eyes at the small joke he put in.

'i guess whoever put that dream in my sleep really wanted us not to be together because i think i would've told you i liked you on the spot itself. i let my conscious get the best of me.'

'i know this is a lazy way of conveying my feelings, and i wished i could do it with words, but i feel like you wouldn't believe me otherwise. i rushed it this morning when you went on your morning walk around the hotel and when you let me know of your stroll in a soft voice, i wanted nothing more than to get you in my arms as we wake up to the housekeeping service.'

'i didn't want any more tension between us, and i didn't want to be interrupted by your alarm while we avoid each other more. it hurts seeing you escape the room in haste. you said it was weird for me to tag along with someone i hate, too, and that someone was you. i guess you found out why.'

looking up, you found him right in front of you, mouth dry from his reply to your letter. with a gulp, you leaned forward to meet his lips halfway.

"i'm sorry to whoever's up there," he whispers, prompting a grin and a laugh out of you.

the laptop is forgotten on the bed as haechan situates himself over you, clutching your shoulder gently while his lips move quickly, fast to make up for lost time.

"wait wait, wait, you're not playing me, are you?" you mumble in return, reluctantly pulling away while witnessing the way his eyes soften at your guard still up. haechan shakes his head forlornly, tongue pressing up against the side of his mouth nervously.

"no, i'm not, (y/n)," he says quietly with as much sincerity he can muster, removing his hand from your shoulder with a forced smile.

"okay." there's a shakiness to your voice, but when you bring his lips back to yours, it gives you a rush of confidence. your skin is burning up, and your hands can't stop wandering as his lips capture yours, repeatedly moving against yours like a trance.

you grant haechan access to your mouth with a whimper, melting into his embrace as his arms wrap tighter around your figure. his eagerness lingers when he pushes forward, straddling your lap as his leg nudges the laptop.

"wait, hyuck, wait, the laptop!" you joke, placing the device on the floor before getting back into the kiss with just as much fervour. within a minute or so, the other breaks away to say the words you so hated to hear:

"we... we need to talk. we can't just kiss the fight off, although i very much like to," haechan murmurs the last part, making you stifle a smile.

you nod quickly, repeating the word "okay" like a robot. your hands naturally travel from his arms down to his fingers, and you clutch them like your life depended on it.

"we have... established, that i like you, correct?" haechan whispers, scooting closer as his tea-ridden breath surrounds you. from here, you could even smell the buttered croissant he ate this morning.

it made you smile, something simple as that.

"why- why are you laughing (y/n)?" he asks anxiously, eyes darting to find the reason why you found this so funny.

"no. no no no, i'm thinking of... the croissant you ate just now, and," you sigh, resting your head on his broad shoulder.

"i'm thinking of the way your eyes light up when you show me the articles you idolise so much, and i'm thinking of the way you cuddle up to me whenever we watch stranger things."

"i'm thinking of the way you thought i wouldn't give you a chance, even though i've been pondering on the same thing as you. i'm thinking of the things that make up lee haechan, lee donghyuck. yes, you like me, and yes i like you, but i guess i haven't told you the reason."

"i hated you, i really did. i found every reason to convince my mind to hate you. gaining trust, signing up for events you didn't know shit about, sucking up to the seniors, stealing my friends when they didn't know your personality. the personality i didn't even want to know because i was too busy in my little bubble."

"assuming you'd want to get department head was the cherry on top, because why else would you want to tag along? that was the factor that convinced me and confirmed my suspicions from day one."

you grunt in opposition, clearly not liking the truth that was spilling from your lips. haechan deserved to know, however. you kept your eyes trained on his lap where his hands were holding yours in support, crumbling from the blindness that caused your hatred.

"so from then, the plane ride, immigration, the cab to the interview place, the cab back, the hotel room, my hatred for you boiled over." you listed, voice breaking as you looked haechan in the eye.

"it was stupid of me to assume, to assume the worst of you when i didn't even know you. i wasn't even sure why i felt so bitter looking at you, but the way you acted, the way you whined, worked me up so much that i figured that was how you were."

"now when i'm sitting here with the curtains drawn, i can see why you're so attractable and easy to talk to and easy-going and bright that my friends keep talking to you."

"i can see why the seniors turn to you because you're reliable and hardworking without uttering a single word."

"i can see why you wanted to hop on this flight with me because you're always curious about the world and how you can expand your skill set."

and as you said word after word, haechan observes you with a soothing hand against your forearms. his eyes shine for a different reason, for the lost time he could've had if the two of you didn't have this massive barrier. a massive barrier that's been up for the longest time.

brick by brick, the wall is being torn down. as you hold haechan's face in the stillness of the room, you feel closer to him than you've ever felt and his tears match your frustrated ones.

choking on sobs, delayed apologies were all you could whisper.

"i'm sorry, i'm sorry, really. we fought so bad that day, and i was so goddamn insensitive..." you sigh, swallowing a lump when his hand reached up to wipe the tears. with a blocked nose, you breathe shakily as housekeeping interrupts the moment.

you nod towards the door as he stood up slowly to reveal the same housekeeping girl. she cleaned up the bathroom and wardrobe quietly as the two of you stood awkwardly in the small space. she had left the sheets since everyone was practically stuck in, anyway.

haechan nudges you toward the door with a shove, shooting the same housekeeping girl a small smile and a bow as an apology to the previous run-in.

"he confessed his feelings?" she inquired softly, noticing the tear marks on your face.

you bit your lip, "yeah."

"that's good, he's finally not a coward." she laughs, folding the used towels and placing them with her.

you leaned against the door, asking for an explanation with your puzzled look.

"he was someone i liked, before. we had classes back in high school. it was just a dumb crush, honestly." the housekeeping girl shrugs, resting her head on her fist in thought.

"i think he liked me, and i did too, but we didn't do much except for exchange looks and flirt because both of us were just too scared." she shakes her head and adjusts the disinfectant spray bottle, fidgeting with the nozzle.

"i'm glad he had enough courage to admit his feelings."

nodding along to her statement, she bids you farewell as her figure fades with each step, leaving you with a sense of calmness to the end of this situation.

[day 38]

"is... is this okay?" haechan asks, arm hovering over your body while waiting for your confirmation. you smile and nod, sinking into his side as you venture in the third season of stranger things together.

"don't you think we should be working on our articles?" you whisper, looking up at him from where you were with raised eyebrows.

the boy opens and closes his mouth in thought, gesturing to the television with an exaggerated expression.

"stranger things, ma'am."

you click your tongue and sigh with a smile, turning back to the show as you try to relax for an online interview in a few hours.

[day 39]

"what do you say about my set-up?" haechan nudges you, proud of the hangout area he prepared on the balcony. although small, he had no trouble making it look comfortable.

with a smile, you pop open the wine to celebrate the last scheduled interview for the trip, clinking glasses with haechan in the setting sun.

the country you were supposed to return to was slowly opening up flights for those stranded overseas and as refreshing as a different environment was, you missed home and the warmness of it.

you missed the office and your desk. hell, you even missed the mediocre coffee from the pantry.

with the last of the wine finishing, haechan pours half into your glass and the other into his, clinking one last time before you one-shot the beverage.

the high of the alcohol is gradually brought down by the mellow atmosphere and colours of twilight. as pink and orange cross over on the horizon, haechan mumbles a low "c'mere" to you in the darkness.

you hum in response and get up from your seat, bringing a pillow with you as haechan shifts to make space. sinking naturally into his arms, you sigh while you try to contain a smile full of content.

"this is nice," you admit, the corners of your lips disobeying your command, prompting you to shoot him a smile. haechan nods against your hair, a comfortable arm around your waist while you trace the tan skin of his arm.

the other taps your waist repeatedly, turning in response as he whispers out a question that makes your heart melt.

"can i kiss you?" you grin, slipping a hand around his neck and pulling him in right away. haechan's caught by surprise, laughing into your lips and striving to savour the moment as much as he could.

a shout from across the hotel distracts you from the kiss. looking up, you realise it was the apartment resident opposite you shooting you a 'rock on' gesture.

"you guys are not fighting anymore! congrats!" you both stifle a snort as you wave back to the resident, sighing in relief when their balcony door slides shut.

"should we go inside, m'lady?" haechan giggles, replying in the form of a nod, cleaning up the area while you head in.

[day 41]

"i didn't think they'd be letting flights in so early," you mumble, folding your clothes neatly as your vision shifts to haechan... shoving his fair share of apparel into his luggage.

"donghyuck... what the hell?" you roll your eyes, shoving the boy softly as you took over the task at hand. switching personalities almost immediately, haechan fakes an interview segment with exaggerated tones.

"see, everyone, this is how you convince someone to do the work for you," the boy lays on the bed with a satisfied expression, "now i don't have to do anyth- ow!"

"if we ever live together, maybe i should punish you by doing the laundry and then folding it," you grunt, working at the speed faster than you expected while you fold shirt after shirt.

"are you proposing we move in together?" haechan peeks through an open eye, curiosity dripping from his tone. he tried to feign nonchalance but awaiting your answer felt like a weight on his heart.

your next words lifted that weight, a seemingly invisible force bringing his upper body off the bed as he stares at you in shock.

"maybe, not now but... in the future, maybe," you mumble the last part, focusing on the clothes to prevent the male from seeing the fluster on your face.

"for real?" haechan sits up, biting his lip to contain his excitement as your confirmation.

"we'll be all stupidly domestic and shit, and i'll say i love you five years from now before you go off for work if you want that and stuff," your voice goes lower and quieter, especially towards the end, biting off way more than you could chew.

"aw! i love you too!" haechan gushes, bringing you into an embrace as your hands go limp, scrambling to explain your emphasis on the 'future'.

"d-donghyuck, i meant the future, not now..." you manage to spit out, hoping you need not answer his queries any more. your mind blanks out at the current situation, wishing you hadn't said those dumb things.

he grins into your neck, "i know, i'm just answering for future me."

you groan and escape the hug with a roll of your eyes, "yuck, too cheesy!" the boy just lets out a laugh, watching the way you fold his clothes despite your initial annoyance.

[day 42]

suyeon switches between the two of you in disbelief, finger crooked at the ambiguity of "we like each other".

"wha-" suyeon doesn't get the chance to finish the sentence before you shoot her a thumbs up, grabbing haechan by the arm and your stuff with the other.

you were happy to leave the office after a quick debrief since you two had reported to the office right after arriving at the airport, relieved when you heard he'd spare a few more days for your articles to be cleaned up.

"so, (y/n), what would you like to do now?" haechan looks at you through the reflective material of the elevator, observing the nervous wringing of your fingers.

you're glad for the material protecting your face because there's a smile that you struggle to keep as his soft, gentle voice carries through the quiet space.

the anxiety ends when the lift sounds, prompting your eyes to trail down his arm. your hand moves on its own accord, grabbing his last finger with yours as you proceed into the lift sheepishly, not missing the way haechan's eyes show his bright smile behind the mask.

"maybe i'll get to know you more, lee donghyuck."

haechan lets out a gasp, "have you not learned about me enough? scandalous."

you feign a punch in his direction, the luggage beside you tripping over its wheels due to your swift movement. the only response you get is a giggle from the other as he tightens his pinky around yours, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek right above your face mask just as the elevator doors open.

"man, i really do want to punch you now," you mutter as you let haechan lead you, wanting nothing more than to rest in the arms of your enemy-turned-friend? enemy-turned-someoneyoulike?

you weren’t exactly sure.

he doesn't answer during the walk to the main road, nor the ride back to your home, the only constant thing being the way he admires your profile in the taxi, shrugging when you counter with a playful "what?".

"nothing," haechan grins.

[there are more days to come]

sure, day forty-one may not have been the day you fell in love with haechan, nor the day where he outwardly claims you as his lover.

but, taking it slow never hurt anyone, either.

you know it in the way he tells you he can't go in unless he's invited and you see it in the way he asks if he can switch the television on while you prepare some drinks.

like the hotel, you know it in the way he asks if he can kiss you and the way he deepens his kisses with caution.

you appreciate it in the way he quickly apologises for a personal question, while visibly relaxing as you brush it off with a smile.

with hours pass, day forty-two becomes day forty-three, and haechan remains as chivalrous as always.

days pass, and you submit your articles. weeks pass, and you get to know the boy more and more. months pass, and you feel his love in the way he plays with your fingers in the dark and pulls you close under the sheets.

even if you hadn't acknowledged the love between the two of you, that note you wrote half-drunk matched the way you felt now—with how your heart clenches up and with how your grin never leaves your face with haechan around.

there are more days to come with lee haechan, lee donghyuck, even if it meant getting stuck together in a hotel room with unsaid words.

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damonsvftie · 4 years ago

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𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝟏

Draco Malfoy x Reader

MASTERLIST☁️

Summary: y/n celebrates her one year anniversary with Draco as well as remembering how they even ended up where they are.

Note: This is based of the song “Only 1 by Ariana Grande’ I highly recommend you listen to it it’s such a good song! ALSO THIS IS 1.6K words

‘Lookin' in your eyes, makes me wonder how

I got so much time, with you and there's more around

I know all the competition that's after you

So I get to thinking, is this to good to be true’

It had been a year since me and Draco have been dating and today marked our 1 year anniversary (we finally reached that milestone!). The whole day I was too excited to focus on any of my lessons as I sat in my seat contemplating how on earth I managed to finesse such a fine man who treated me like an absolute princess. Ever since the Slytherin Prince set foot in school, pretty much every girl was practically drooling over him and they still do! But now that I was with him it felt as if it was too good to be real. Almost as if it were too good to be true.

‘That we're living

In a fairytale no malice in our lives

Baby oh, it's hard to believe

All the love you have inside is only mine

That's how I know’

There would be days in which things seemed not so realistic as if I were living a fairytale and as if the whole thing was my imagination or even a dream. So far things were running smoothly between the two of us. Nothing to be worried about as we lived our fairytale themed lives. We were and still are inseparable.

‘I can't, be your, only one

No I can't, be your only one

'Cause you look twice as good as anyone I ever met

And your love is three time better, how could anyone forget

No I can't’

I remember the first time he asked me out I threw my head back, hysterically laughing at him as if he cracked some hilarious joke. “Your kidding right?” I asked seriously once I stopped laughing.

“No, im not,” he huffed looking annoyed.

“For Merlin’s sake Draco! Stop it! Your only asking me out so you can embarrass me in front of everyone,” I replied back agitated, clenching my fists by my side.

“Why would you say that?” He asked looking slightly hurt.

“I can’t be your only one! I mean look at you and pansy-,” I muttered while he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Y/n, she’s just a friend,” he explained calmly while he took a step further towards me, his face inches away from mine.

“Draco I’m gonna need you to stop right there,” I backed away from him as I crossed my arms in frustration. The past month, Draco was trying to flirt with me and I found it awfully unusual as he despised all muggle borns(which would include me since i wasn’t a half blood let alone a pure one).

However, I secretly liked it. I managed to always put up a front as if I didn’t care about him In any way but his love was just three times better than any one else’s and let’s not forget that he looked twice as good as anyone I’d ever met.

I remember hesitating to take up the offer but in the end I eventually gave in. I already knew the next day he would dump me and make me look like a fool in front of everyone however that never happened.

‘As I'm layin' down, with you every night

It still gets to me, that you remain by my side

I ain't saying that I'm not deservin' of you

But I was dreaming, bigger than I ever knew’

Time progressed and me and Draco were still together. I honestly thought that he was just playing with me but he was dead serious about taking things to the next level.

One day we went stargazing, we laid on the freshly mown grass as we looked up examining the beautiful balls of fire that hung in the blanket of darkness.

Everything felt so unreal, I mean I found it hard to believe that he was so pensive about the whole ‘I’m dating you and your dating me’ thing. As I laid beside him it got to me how he was still by my side after 6 months of putting up with my crap. I mean hadn’t he like given up already?

In the last 6 months, I felt as if I had really gotten to see the real, vulnerable side of him and I was elated to say that he was everything I had ever dreamed of in a boyfriend. He was so caring, respectful (I know right? Draco Malfoy and respect) and overall he was the biggest softie I had ever met.

I wished for living

‘In a fairytale no malice and no lies

Baby oh, it's hard to believe

All the love you have to give inside is only mine

That's how I know’

In the next 3 months, doubt started to take over my mind since Draco was beginning to spend most of him time with Pansy Parkinson. She was always with him wherever he went.

—

“Where are you going?” Asked Draco as he held my wrist Loosely.

“I have homework to do, I’ll catch up with you later,” I replied as I dipped down to kiss him on the cheek then proceeding to walk out the hall.

Obviously I lied about doing my work. I left because I couldn’t bear how Parkinson kept clinging onto him whenever I was present and It made it hard to believe that all the love he had to give was only mine. It made me jealous. I envied her.

‘I can't, be your, only one

No I can't, be your only one

'Cause you look twice as good as anyone I ever met

And your love is three time better, how could anyone forget

No I cant’

That rest of that day I couldn’t help but feel miserable about my self. He always seemed to reciprocate Pansy and I seriously loathed it. I was planning on calling things off with him and I was determined to do so.

—

“Are you trying to break up with me?” He asked, his face distorted.

“If you want to put it that way..then yes,” I mumbled while I fiddled with my fingers.

“Why?” That was the only word that came out of his mouth as he leaned himself against the wall, avoiding to meet my gaze.

“Draco.. I just... I feel as if you and Pansy are meant for eachother,” I whispered, exhaling deeply right after.

“Y/n what makes you say that? I don’t belong with her I belong with you,” he responded softly as he pulled me in for a tight hug. I inhaled his sweet scent as we stood their for what seemed like hours, cradling one another.

—

And here we are now. It’s been one long year since we’ve been together and I couldn’t have been more fortunate. Once all of my classes had ended, I ran to my dorm wrapping up the gift I had bought him.

I tried my best to make my wrapping skills look neat as possible. Once I was finished with that I waited impatiently until it was way after curfew since me and Draco planned on meeting at the Astronomy tower.

—

Tiptoeing down the vacant corridors, I managed to sneak all the way to the top of the tower.

A tall figure with platinum blonde hair was leaning against the railings looking up at the stars above.

“Happy one year anniversary babe,” I whispered from behind causing him to jolt up and turn around.

“You scared the life out of me,” he muttered, letting out a soft giggle that warmed my heart.

Making my way towards him he caressed me lifting me off my feet.

“I got you something,” he said as he pulled away, his hands behind his back.

“You did?” I gasped excited. “You didn’t have to-,” I added meaningfully.

“I hope you like it,”. He pulled out the small box that was behind his back as a small smile plastered across his face, his eyes glimmering in the moonlight.

“Go on, open it,” he insisted as I took the small box wrapped up in black paper.

As I slowly unwrapped the gift, I opened the box revealing a beautiful emerald green gemstone attached to a thing golden chain. It was absolutely mesmerising.

“Well do you like it?” He asked curiously while scratching the back of his head.

“Draco.. I love it!” I gasped giving him the tightest hug ever. He wrapped his arms around me as I snuggled into his chest.

Withdrawing from him I gave him his present that was horribly wrapped.

“I’m sorry- you know.. for the wrapping paper,” giving him a grin as I played with the hem of my robe.

As his fingers unwrapped the gift, he opened the small box that contained a ring with a thick black band with the snake wrapped around.

“Do you like it?” I asked my heart beating fast.

“It’s perfect,” he gasped as he slipped the ring onto his pale finger.

“Here let me help you with that,” he persisted while he took the necklace between his fingers. I turned myself around so my back was now facing him. His fingers slowly grazed my neck causing me to shudder. He then gently moved my hair to the side as he put the necklace around my neck securing it from the back. His body was pressed against mine as I felt his warm breath fan across my neck, causing me to flinch. His hands wrapped themselves around my waist before he pressed a soft kiss to my neck making my head fall back onto his shoulder.

Letting out a small giggle, he turned me around before pressing his lips against mine. Deepening the luscious kiss even more, I pulled on the roots of his hair softly as his tongue softly swiped my lower lip causing me to jolt at the sudden action.

My cheeks flustered as he chucked pulling me close, “cheers to one year,” he muttered before pecking my lips once more.

‘Only one

Be your only

Only one’

He really was my only one.

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zigtheeortega · 4 years ago

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PLATINUM WEEKEND PLAYLIST

in a spurt of energy i decided to finish the playlist i’d been working on for a while! this turned into a raleigh playlist, and i’m a little sorry about it but not really :/ this playlist is nsfw and all of the descriptions are under the cut! [there’s a line separating the spanish-language songs’ explanations]

1. anywhere

we can make love on the bedroom / floating on top of my waterbed / i'm kissing you / running my fingers through your hair / in the hallway / making our way beside the stairs / we can do it anywhere

most singers are influenced by their predecessors, so i have no doubt that raleigh listened to old r&b groups and practiced lead vocals, background vocals, & harmonies to them in the shower. this one stands out to me because i think it captures just the right amount of smooth sensual energy that raleigh exudes at all times. 112 is immaculate and no doubt one of raleigh’s favs.

2. nasty

promise I'ma give it to you like you never had it / i do it so good, it's gon' be hard to break the habit / you're like a whole constellation / swimming like you on vacation / promise i'm still gonna love you when you wake up in the a.m.

you can’t convince me that raleigh didn’t listen to ariana’s album when it dropped and went absolutely wide eyed when they heard these lyrics like “she really went there...” – but then it became a staple of every ~secret playlist to do the horizontal polka to~

3. sex money feelings die

all my lights off when i wake up / tears under my makeup / your lips will stay shut / wanna wake up, break up / i don't wanna think about, think about you / drink up, drink up / i'm so fucked up / all i want is you / no, i don't wanna think about, think about you / sex money feelings die / baby don't you cry

so this is the song i’ve latched onto for my mc dom. i have a headcanon (i think i’ve said it on main a lot, and i’ve even made edits for it) that after the breakup, which everyone else thinks is real, but they think is fake, but is actually real, dom drives to the studio super late at night and just belts out the lyrics while sobbing just to get them off of her shoulders. and it accidentally becomes a hit! which makes raleigh feel even more like shit

4. facetime

back up all that shit you talking / facetimin' my baby tonight, oh / bet you wanna cop a feel / bet you wonder if it's real / facetimin' my baby tonight / and when you coming home / i'm gon' give you all of my love / i'm gon' put it on you / i said ooh you a hell of a drug

not to get too in detail but raleigh is an ~active~ individual, so i have no doubt that during long tours, they’re facetiming mc for some quality time. and this one’s just sensual and sweet like raleigh’s relationship is so!

5. only 1

i know all the competition that's after you / so i get to thinking, is this too good to be true? / i can't, be your, only one / no i can't, be your only one / 'cause you look twice as good as anyone i ever met / and your love is three times better / how could anyone forget? / as I'm layin' down, with you every night / it still gets to me, that you remain by my side / i ain't saying that i'm not deservin' of you / but i was dreaming, bigger than i ever knew

raleigh’s convinced they don’t deserve someone as good as the mc and this for sure seems to be one of those songs that they heard when ari’s album dropped and they were like “jeez this is sappy” then they turn out to relate to it super hard like the clown they are

6. kissin’ on my tattoos

now i ain't ever been the jealous type of guy / but i want you to myself, i can't lie / i know we ain't on no one on one thing / but baby, it should change / 'cause when i be out with other chicks i be thinking 'bout you / and when you be out on dates you be texting me too / i don't want nobody but you / kissin' on my tattoos / i don't want nobody but me / talkin' to you / until you fall asleep / we better stop playing (we better stop playing) / before we mess around and someone gets hurt

now this... this is THE quintessential raleigh song for me. like when i think of raleigh this is THE first song that comes to mind. the entire song beginning to end is raleigh singing about mc. like i am convinced if this existed in their universe, they ghostwrote it for mc. genuinely the MOST raleigh song in existence and i cannot be convinced otherwise

7. life of an outlaw

not gonna put the lyrics but this would absolutely be on one of raleigh’s playlists that they play pre-concert to get hyped up, or a workout playlist. i just feel it in my bones that their fav music is from the 90′s ok

8. watch ‘n’ learn

i'ma do it, do it, do it / on the bed, on the floor, on the couch / only 'cause your lips say make it to my mouth / just because i can't kiss back / doesn't mean you can't kiss that / baby all i need / all doing on me / like you aimed to please / show me how much you mean it / by the way that you please me, baby

another song on their freaky deeky playlist ! i know raleigh’s prob tried to get with rihanna at least once in their lives

9. freaky girls

i'ma be your freak any time or place, any day of the week / said i'ma let you hit it, i ain't scared, i ain't shy, it's cool with me��

yet ANOTHER song on their freaky deeky playlist ! sorry im not taking this more seriously im just daydreaming ab the songs that raleigh would add to their secret playlists

10. thinkin’ bout you

thinking bout ya, dreaming bout ya / i don't wanna be without ya / pillow talking, heaven walking / been about ya, still about ya / you ain't gotta worry bout it, baby girl, you know i got you / drinking out the bottle to deal with all my problems like / i should call / i thought i had the right one the last time around

god this is post breakup raleigh through and through. i have a hc that raleigh ghostwrites a lot of songs for people especially ones that fuck with their brand – they collabed on this with micah and a popular rapper and micah was like :/ come on now raleigh i KNOW who this is about

11. un-thinkable

moment of honesty / someone's gotta take the lead tonight, who's it gonna be? / i'm gonna sit right here and tell you all that comes to me / if you have something to say, you should say it right now / you give me a feeling that i never felt before / and i deserve it, i think i deserve it / it's becoming something that's impossible to ignore / and i can't take it / i know you said to me / this is exactly how it should feel when it's meant to be

raleigh’s confession!!!!!!!! lord this reminds me of when they were on the beach together just talking and vibing – or really any time that they took

12. kiss it better

been waiting on that sunshine / boy, I think I need that back / can't do it like that / no one else gonna get it like that / man, fuck your pride, just take it on back, boy / take it on back boy, take it back all night / what are you willing to do? / oh, tell me what you're willing to do? / kiss it, kiss it better, baby

i think raleigh would cover this omg and maybe im biased bc it’s my fav song of all time but it just exudes raleigh energy!! plus i think this might be on their freaky deeky playlist LMAO

13. unrequited love

lost in the flames of love / unrequited love / time won't always heal / and it eats at my mind / because you're the one that got away / sometimes i feel alone / tried to hold my breath / somewhere deep in space / and i felt like you understood / what it truly means to be in love / now i'm wide open, it's so hard to focus / now that it's the end, i guess you'll always be / the one that got away

you know raleigh was super in their feelings after the breakup – i don’t think they knew how fast they’d fall for the mc. even if they didn’t admit it out loud, i think they were convinced they wouldn’t find someone like the mc again. anyways this song is sad as hell

14. you’re mine

come a little closer / let me tell you something / eat your ego honey / honey swallow your pride / i spotted you the second you walked in the building / i knew that you had let me get you high / i wanna hear the things you say when no-one's listening / no one's gonna save you / use you up and break you / i'm the one who plagues you every night / 'cause you're mine.

so the song itself is ab a toxic relationship, but tbh i can picture my mc dom and raleigh singing this duet on stage together and the chemistry would be absolutely off the charts oh my god.

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[disclaimer, i do not speak spanish, but i grew up listening to it and a lot of them have a lot of significance to me – i hope the rough translations i found online will do! some of them are very rough so i’ll just put the spanish lyrics]

so with all of these spanish songs im convinced that raleigh would cover any of these! most of them are really romantic and have the same vibe as what i imagine raleigh would have !! not gonna do a lot of explaining here because i think this explanation speaks for itself

15. viento

préstame tu peine / y péiname el alma / desenrédame / fuera de este mundo / dime que no / estoy sonándote / enséñame / de que estamos hechos.

lend me your comb / and comb my soul / untangle me / away from this world / tell me i'm not / dreaming of you / show me / what we’re made of

16. visita

que no es gusto, no es mi voluntad / que es lo que te digo / que aunque no me veas yo voi a estar / siempre contigo / la semana me parte en dos / de viernes a domingo / tu visita me repara cuando nos conecta entonces / quiero que te vengas a vivir, todos los dias conmigo

do not have a translation that makes a lot of grammatical sense for this one, but it’s generally about wanting to be closer to each other and move in together rather than visiting! it’s a really sweet song and the distance aspect reminds me of raleigh and mc

17. te quiero

te quiero / no, ya no me llores / no me vayas a hacer / llorar a mí / dame, dame tu mano / intentalo, mi niña / quiero verte reir / necesito verte / donde quiera que estes / te quiero, te quiero, te quiero / y no hago otra cosa / que pensar en ti / solo vivo y respiro / para ti

i love you / no, don’t cry for me anymore / don’t make me cry / give me, give me your hand / try, my darling / i want to see you laughing / i need to see you / wherever you are / i love you, i love you, i love you / i don’t do anything else / than thinking about you / i only live and breath / for you

imagining raleigh singing this for mc......... swoooooon

18. maría

not offering a translation, but it’s a sad song that i think raleigh would potentially cover!

19. efímera

nos miramos a través del cuerpo y la piel / se conectaron nuestras almas / es que tus ojos de miel deslumbran mi ser / cuando la oscuridad me atrapa / cuando me besas / me siento en otra parte / me hierve la sangre / me derrite el corazón

we saw each other through our bodies and skin / our souls connected / its cause your honey colored eyes dazzle my being / when the darkness traps me / when you kiss me / i feel like i’m in another place / my blood boils / it melts my heart

“it’s like every song i’ve ever written was about you” this is one of em for sure

20. obsesion

son las cinco de la mañana y no he dormido nada / pensado en tu belleza en loco voy a parar / el insomnio es me castigo, tu amor será mi alivio / y hasta que no seas mía, no viviré en paz

it’s five in the morning and i haven’t slept at all / thinking bout your beauty, i’m gonna end up crazy / insomnia is my punishment, your love will be my relief / and until you’re mine, i will not live in peace

raleigh and mc would duet this!!!! the lyrics themselves aren’t really about their relationship but i think the vocals would be perfect for them

21. quiero ver

quiero ver tu risa todo el día / escuchar la melodía de tu voz / quisiera ser el brillo de tus ojos / el peine que desnuda tu esplendor / la esquina que te ve cuando caminas / y quiero ser tu último dolor / te pido que me cures esta herida / yo sé muy bien que no es tu obligación / tan sólo si amortiguas mi caída / será mi salvación

i want to see your smile all day / listen to the melody of your voice / i wish i could be the brightness of your eyes / the comb that undresses your splendor / the corner that sees you when you walk / i want to be your last pain / i ask you to heal this wound / i know very well it’s not your obligation / just only if you cushion my fall / it’ll be my salvation

this one makes me so soft oh my god and its another “it’s like every song i’ve ever written was about you” type of song

22. más que tu amigo

es un secreto / que tan solo quiero compartir / con esos ojos / que le han dado luz a mi vivir / y en esta noche no hay más luna / que como tú me alumbre más / que en mi alma crece una fortuna / por tanta dicha que me das / te quiero, te quiero / se oye en mi pecho / es el grande amor que me has hecho / latido a latido / te siento conmigo / yo quiero ser más que tu amigo

it is a secret / i just want to share / with those eyes / that give me light to live / and tonight there is no more moon / that shines on em as brightly as you do / in my soul grows a fortune / for such happiness that you bring me / i love you, i love you / you can hear in my chest / it’s the great love you’ve made me / heartbeat to heartbeat / i feel you with me / i want to be more than your friend

god i can just imagine them singing this to mc teasingly during their fake relationship and she’s like “sounds pretty i love your voice” but it’s really a confession AHHH

23. peligroso pop

no explanation on this one either! i just think this spanglish song would no doubt be on a playlist of raleigh’s !!! i’m also imagining raleigh dancing to this or going to this artists’ concert or something. idk it just reminds me of him !!!

24. eres

aquí estoy a tu lado / y espero aquí sentado hasta el final / no te has imaginado / lo que por tí esperado, pues eres / lo que yo amo en éste mundo, eso eres / cada minuto lo que pienso, eso eres / lo que más cuido en este mundo, eso eres

here i am by your side / and i’ll wait here, sitting, until the end / you haven’t imagined / what i’ve waited for you, because you are / what i love in this world, that’s what you are / every minute in what i think, that’s what you are / what i treasure most in this world, that’s what you are

this entire song is raleigh singing to mc, but like this little section is just SO sappy. that one line i keep mentioning? yeah that’s this song

25. locos

estoy contento de tenerte cerca / muy cerca de mí / que me digas loco / que me des besos / y que te rías de mí / y sé que nunca te lo he dicho / y me da miedo confesar / pero antes, quiero besarte / que llevo loco, tratando de decirte / que ya no puedo vivir sin ti

i’m happy because you’re close / very close to me / cause you call me crazy / cause you give me kisses / and laugh at me / and i know i’ve never told you this / and i’m afraid to confess / but first, i want to kiss you / i’m crazy, trying to tell you / that i can no longer live without you

god this reminds me of raleigh so much like ??? ok i dont know if this makes sense but imagine raleigh not being able to quite say the words they’re feeling so they just sing a song in spanish instead because they one, express their feelings through lyrics better and two, they know mc doesn’t understand spanish (this is specifically for non spanish speaking mcs)

26. no te puedo olvidar

sé que nunca me equivoqué / en lo que siento / y cuando me tocas la piel / me desvanezco / sé que miraremos a la última estrella / así nos conectaremos / yo te necesito más de lo que piensas / más de lo que puedo creer / vives en mí y en mi materia / no te quedo olvidar

i know i was never wrong / about what i feel / and when you touch my skin / i vanish / i know we’re gonna stare at the last star / that’s how we’ll connect / and i need you more than you can imagine / more than you can believe / you live in me and in my matter / i can’t forget you

this is one of the most romantic songs i swear to gooooddddd i think if raleigh and mc ever broke up this would be what they wrote afterwards – but also i think in general he’d write this about her without the breakup ! idk i’m just in love with this song. anyways

OKAY I’M DONE RAMBLING I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS PLAYLIST !!!! this is what i’ve been listening to while i’ve been reblogging posts today !!!

#playchoices #platinum #platinumweekend #raleigh carrera #raleigh carrera x mc #playlist

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kimnjss · 4 years ago

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I'm a freaking idiot for forgetting to comment on the last few chapters,sorry kez 😭 "one good week" was wholesome on a different level. It was nice to see yn and jjmin doing some couple stuff and being sort of normal 🥰 (with everything that is going around them 🤡). It was so cute how she takes care of him when he is sick and I can get why she couldn't tell him she loves him too with all she has on her plate (doesn't matter she said she doesn't care anymore about miju, she is still her friend)

the original chapter song for ‘one good week’ was imagine // ariana grande ., i really wanted to show how they are together on a regular basis without the drama that literally taunts them every single day . // the way taking care of sick jimin is so adorable to me ., idek what it is - but like you see him all the time taking care of the others (im talking about real jimin) nd he’s like really good?? at holding it together for himself - idk that boy is strong as hell . // her not being able to say ily back has everything to do with the guilt she feels for being with him being miju’s back . there’s no doubt that she feels it ., but all the seriousness that comes from saying it - she’s not ready for that without being able to talk to miju properly .

#ask; less of you ✨#jimin sm au #asks; kez 🍯

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laniebby · 5 years ago

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hi! i’m cora and i’m so excited to be here and to write with everyone! i’m 24 and live in the est timezone, but i’m on at weird times because i work night shift. this intro will probably suck, so i’m sorry in advance LOL also ignore my crappy edit lol im a picsart biiitch

the tarot

meaning: high priestess is a card of mystery, stillness and passivity. this card suggests that it is time to retreat and reflect upon the situation and trust your inner instincts to guide you through it. things around you are not what they appear to be right now. upright card: spiritual insight, hidden talents, intuition, things yet to be revealed, mystery reversed card : secrets, information withheld, ;ack of personal harmony element: water ruling planet: moon

the basics:

name - lanie sierra reynolds age: twenty face claim: madison bailey zodiac: aquarius dorm: carstone house

the aesthetics:

BABY OUTFITS, FRESHLY PICKED FLOWERS, A SONG ON THE WIND, SUMMER NIGHTS, ART GALLERIES, BEETHOVEN’S SYMPHONIES, UNOPENED PRESENTS, THE PANIC OF A NEW MOTHER, NEW FAITH, LOVE, SLEEPLESS NIGHTS, MESSY HAIR, NOTICING THE SMALLEST THINGS, VIVID DREAMS, EYES FULL OF STORIES, LONG HUGS, DEEP CONVERSATIONS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, SHADOWS FROM CANDLE LIGHT

the biography:

lanie’s entrance into the world was a chaotic one. a storm blew threw the town and knocked down trees and power lines. roads were blocked and piled up and lanie was born in the backseat of the family car.

as a child she was pretty quiet and kept to herself for the most part. she didn’t have a lot of friends and she was really okay with that. she liked playing with the people she made up and the younger neighbor kids. she didn’t care if the kids in her class called her weird and didn’t play with her at recess or sit with her at lunch.

her home life was not very ideal. her father cheated on her mother on more than one occasion and though he tried to keep it a secret, the whole town knew. her mother knew, of course, but she still loved him and hated the idea of being alone. neither of them believed in divorce, so they stayed unhappily married. lanie swore she would never live like that. she hated the idea of living a lie for all of her life.

as she got older, she came out of her shell. she spent her middle school years joining clubs and sports and made friends with all types of people. she wasn’t necessarily popular, but she was that girl that everyone knew in some way.

she still thinks high school was the best years of her life. she had such a good time, and honestly a little too much fun. she spent her days studying and doing homework and spent her nights sneaking out her bedroom window to go to parties or to meet boys to kiss in the backseat of a car.

she was actually a really good student, as well. she made straight As and always had high test scores. she ended up graduating the first semester of senior year and started college the following spring semester.

her relationship with THE STAR was a complicated one. for the longest time, she loved him so much. the relationship was everything she dreamed of and more. it was healthy and nothing like her parents. as time went on, things got a little worse. they would fight and make up and break up and get back together. that was their typical cycle for the longest time. their last fight was the breaking point, however. lanie couldn’t take anymore of the back and forth. it broke her heart that the person she once loved the most was now someone she hated.

she found out she was pregnant just less than a month after the breakup and she really didn’t know what to do. it was an internal struggle for the longest time, but she couldn’t keep it secret forever. she told evangeline first and somehow her best friend convinced her to join the church she had been skeptical of her whole life. she never felt a connection to god before, but being pregnant gave her a whole new perspective on life. she still doesn’t trust the church completely, but she thinks they mean well.

through all of this, she really became close with JUSTICE. they were the person who was there for her through the hell she went through in her relationship with THE STAR. she fell in love with them and it almost felt a little selfish. now with helena missing, who was such a sweet person, she doesn’t want to hurt them anymore than they’re hurting already. more than anything, she doesn’t want this relationship to end the same way her last one did.

the thoughts:

YOU JUST WANT WHAT’S BEST FOR YOUR BABY. AND ACCORDING TO THE HIEROPHANT, THAT MEANT JOINING ROSE’S THE SECOND YOU FOUND OUT YOU WERE PREGNANT. SO FAR YOU HAVE NO COMPLAINTS — EVERYONE IS INVOLVED IN YOUR LIFE, PREPARING YOU FOR WHEN YOUR SPECIAL DAY COMES, INVESTED IN THE WAY YOU LIVE. IF ANYTHING, YOU COULD ALMOST SAY THEY LOVED YOU TOO MUCH, TRIED TO HELP YOU TOO OFTEN. AFTER ALL, THERE’S A FINE LINE BETWEEN BUYING YOU DIAPERS AND GIVING YOU A STRICT MEAL PLAN YOU CAN’T STRAY FROM. IT’S OVERBEARING, YES, BUT THEY JUST WANT YOU TO HAVE THE BEST, AND YOU’RE NOT USED TO THAT. SO YOU’LL TRY YOUR BEST NOT TO BUCKLE UNDER THEIR PRESSURE.

the connections:

THE HIEROPHANT - BEST FRIEND; IN ALL THE TIME YOU’VE KNOWN THEM, YOU WERE UNSURE OF DRINKING THEIR KOOLAID. NOTHING COULD BE AS PERFECT AS THEY CLAIMED IT TO BE — NOT RELIGION OR PEOPLE OR ANYTHING ELSE — BUT YOU’RE BEGINNING TO DOUBT YOURSELF. IT MAY TURN OUT TO BE CLOSER TO PERFECTION THAN YOU THOUGHT.

▶ FRIENDS - LAUNDRY DAY

REMEMBER BEING THAT KID ON THE FIRST DAY THAT ALWAYS HATED THAT IT WAS THE FIRST DAY, BUT THAT’S THE DAY WE MET

▶ MALIBU - MILEY CYRUS

HERE I AM NEXT TO YOU, THE SKY IS SO BLUE ▶ THESE ARE MY FRIENDS - LOVELYTHEBAND

▶ THESE ARE MY FRIENDS - LOVELYTHEBAND

THEY DON’T CARE WHO YOU ARE, THEY DON’T CARE WHAT YOU DO, NO. THESE ARE MY FRIENDS, I LOVE THEM

THE STAR - EX; THEY’RE THE FATHER TO YOUR CHILD, SO YOU AREN’T SURE IF YOU CAN EVER HATE THEM AS MUCH AS YOU WISH YOU COULD. IT ENDED BADLY — VERY BADLY — BUT YOU WANT YOUR CHILD TO GROW UP WITH BOTH OF THEIR PARENTS. EVEN IF YOU CAN’T STAND THEIR GUTS.

▶ JULY - NOAH CYRUS

FEELS LIKE A LIFE TIME, JUST TRYNA GET BY WHILE WE’RE DYING INSIDE. I’VE DONE A LOT OF THINGS WRONG, LOVING YOU BEING ON

▶ EASTSIDE - BENNY BLANCO, KHALID, HALSEY

WHEN I WAS YOUNG, I FELL IN LOVE, WE USED TO HOLD HANDS, MAN, THAT WAS ENOUGH

▶ NOT IN THE SAME WAY - 5 SECONDS OF SUMMER

WE FUCK, THEN WE FIGHT, THEN YOU CALL ME A PSYCHO. I WALK OUT THE DOOR BUT YOU WON’T LET ME LET GO

THE DOOR BUT YOU WON’T LET ME LET GO JUSTICE - CURRENT RELATIONSHIP; THEY WERE COMFORT WHERE THE STAR WAS ANGUISH, THE PERSON YOU LEANED ON THROUGH EVERY FIGHT, EVERY LATE NIGHT CRY SESSION. WHEN YOU WERE PANICKING ABOUT OFFICIALLY BEING BROKEN UP, ABOUT RAISING YOUR BABY ALONE, THEY WERE THERE FOR YOU. IT ONLY FELT NATURAL TO TAKE THIS STEP, BUT SOMETHING JUST FEELS OFF.

▶ MOONLIGHT - ARIANA GRANDE

I NEVER KNEW, YOU COULD HOLD MOONLIGHT IN YOUR HANDS TIL THE NIGHT I HELD YOU

▶ CVS - WINNETKA BOWLING LEAGUE

I’M AT EASE, AS QUIET AS SUBURBAN TREES WHENEVER YOU GET AROUND ME

▶ VOLCANIC LOVE - THE ACE

I GET THE FEELING, YOU WORRY ‘BOUT ME WAY TOO MUCH

the wanted connections:

friends turned enemies enemies turned friends exes cousins study buddy new friends unlikely friends unrequited love flirtship hateship literally anything!!

#atonedintro

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imsusx · 5 years ago

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Led Zeppelin, The Doors, Jimi Hendrix, Simon and Garfunkel, The Mamas and the Papas, The Who, AC/DC, Janis Joplin, The Tragically Hip, Aerosmith, Johnny Cash, Madonna, oooooops so many sorry hehe 🥰💓

Omg babe you really went out I love it yes!!! Thanks for asking my love🥰💜

Led Zeppelin: 4 turn ons

Romantically it would be:

-Humor/ laughing: someone laughing with me it’s the best thing ever

-Good conversations: I love when someone is able to talk about anything and just the conversation flows and it doesn’t feel forced

-Listening and empathy: When someone you like wants to listen about your day, or about you feel, and wants to help you out it’s the best ever. Basically genuine attention.

-Petnames!!!!!!!!!!!! (Baby, my girl, my love, or anything with “my” in it) makes me feel extremely special and with my IN IT MAKES ME FEEL LIKE YES IM ALL YOURS✨

Sexually it would be:

-When someone that you like touches your inner thigh MMMMM shits good

-tiddies and BOOTY🙈

-MOANING BITCH IT DRIVES ME WILD🤪

-The thought of any sexual activity with the person you like makes me wet ok

The Doors: 2 places you’d like to visit

Australia and USA!

Jimi Hendrix: Name 8 things that make you happy

-Alannah, aka you,the sunshine of my life🥰

-my doggy!

-Food!!! I love food soooo much

-Music! All kinds of music make me happy I can dance and enjoy anything

-My friends! Without a doubt I LOVE them so much and I’m so happy they are in my life, each and everyone of them is special and lovable in their own way🤧💜

-MAKEUP OKAY I LIVE FOR MAKEUP AND PUTTING ON A DARK LIP AND ALL

-HAIR DYE!!!!!!!!!!! yes bitch GIMME ALL OF IT!!! I LOVE MY PURPLE HAIR

-Traveling!!!! Love love exploring new cities and enjoying their own stuff

Simon and Garfunkel: What song(s) help you get through the day?

Lover by Taylor Swift, Cuz I Love you by Lizzo, DINNER and diatribes by Hozier, The Cure by Little mix (that one has a special place in my heart) Graveyard by Halsey, Anything of Rihanna and Beyonce tbh, Anything of Queen is great too of course, Boulevard of Broken Dreams by Green Day and Don’t call me Angel by Ariana Grande, Miley Cyrus and Lana del Rey!!! (I think that’s it)

The Mamas and The Papas: Describe yourself in 5 words

Well.. this is hard lmao

Im funny? I’m a bitch too, I’m a foodie, I’m a feminist and a plus size queen what can I say LMFAO

The Who: 2 of your favorite foods and 2 foods you hate

OMG THIS IS SO HARD AAAAH

Pizza and Lasagna: my faves

(but I also love Chinese food and Thai and Spanish food omg I can’t choose IM so sorry food is my biggest love)

Broccoli and most veggies omg I hate them I wish I liked them but it’s hard

AC/DC: Name 7 things people do that piss you off

-when people talk over you without respecting your voice or opinion

-people that eat with their mouth open. WTF IS THAT ABOUT CLOSE YOUR FUCKING MOUTH BITCH

-When men start talking about what a woman should do with their body. Hello? No uterus, no opinion thanks

-CREEPY PEOPLE THAT RANDOMLY ASK FOR YOUR NUDES OR THAT SENT U NUDES WITHOUT YOU WANTING THEM WHAT THE HECK

-When people slut-shame women. Let her fucking live

-People that think feminists are crazy. Bitch we just want equality the fuck

-People that don’t get excited or get happy about you when you have good news or are in a good mood. LikE WHAT THE FUCK WHY ARE U SUCH A HATER

Janis Joplin: In your opinion, what was the greatest time or era in music?

Honestly I kinda wanna say 80s,70s, but at the same time I wanna say now. Let me tell u why. Basically 80s are great, all those rock legends that I love are out there wilding. But I wanna say now, because we are able to enjoy the great music we have now and the one from back then!

The tragically Hip: 6 things you want to accomplish

-get skinny and try to understand my body and love myself, all in one pack

-Travel and meet all the wonderful people I have to meet.

-Date u 🌚

-Finish highschool and get to university

-Finish my major or whatever it’s called when I get to Uni

-Be more independent: aka my own apartment, my driver license and my car blabla

Aerosmith: Favorite celebrity? Least favorite?

Well fave celebs maybe any of the Kardashians? I really like them honestly and like they are actual celebs. If we talk about singers and all that stuff we entering my idols and I’m not sure if the question is about that lmao

The ones I don’t like is Chris Brown, what he did to Rihanna it’s just not okay.

Johnny Cash: Are you a religious person?

I mean I am but not really. Basically I have a Christian family and all that but we are not into it as some other families are. We just kinda go with it.

Madonna: Describe your crush

Warning I’m about to get sappy🤧💜

She is one of the most beautiful girls ever, inside and outside. She has this cute reddish hair and blue eyes and the cutest laugh ever. She is tall which makes me h*rny. When I see her or I get a notification my heart goes: 🥰☺️💜💗💖💗💗💘💘💕💓💓💞💕💞💕💓 She is funny, she is sweet, she has brought a light to my life when times were really dark. She is literally the sunshine of my life. It’s funny how life works, she is in the other side of the world but for her I would travel in a heartbeat. I can’t wait to someday hug her, kiss her and give her everything I have, which I already try to do. She makes me feel so amazing, so loved which I’m trying to get used to. Coming from a dark time thinking I was unlovable and now getting this it’s wild. I love her. I really do. Distance can suck my dick. She makes me the happiest and I honestly hope I make her happy too. I’m so thankful for her to be in my life. I’m so happy that she wants to talk to me and enjoy this mess that I am. She is the cutest. She is the owner of my heart. The one that comes to mind when u hear all those love songs. We connected so fast and it’s so amazing. We can talk about everything, we basically are communication queens. I never thought my first love would be so far away from me, but I’ll do anything to fight for it. Thank you Alannah for being in my life honestly. I love you, babygirl 💜🥰

#woops this was a lot #hope you liked the answers hehe #i love u #susana rants #ask #amor

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louisfrecklesss · 6 years ago

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two rings | Louisentine

Description: Clementine and Louis just being cute.

Song Inspiration: 7 Rings - Ariana Grande

Words: 1202

Ship: Clementine x Louis

Warnings: none

Genre: oneshot, morden au

A/N: i have a shit ton of coursework to do, but i really just want to write this quickly. i recommend you keep the lyrics near by because i add every single lyric in this fic somewhere, can you catch them all? anyway. bye. love you.

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i really tried to do that whole song but I realised hwo long it actually is. so I only managed to do a verse,, i know, shit right, i’m sorry im trash.

Clementine wakes up to the warmth on a body next to hers, she was expecting Louis to be gone as he is an early bird but she is glad to still feel him around her. She shuffles closer to him resulting in a soft kiss on the top of her head; a soft smile creeps on her lips as he lets out a breath before speaking.

“Morning.” Her smile does nothing but grow as she leans up to kiss her lips this time; Clementine usually hates morning kisses because she hasn’t brushed her teeth and she probably smells, however for some reason today she’s really captivated by Louis. She pulls away before the kiss could lead to anything more, ignoring the groans vibrating Louis chest as she climbs to lay completely on top of him.

Her body now one his, she wraps her arms around his torso hugging him as her head rest on his chest. “Good morning baby.” She peaks his lips giggling as he holds her waist tightly scared she’ll fall off him and the bed if he moves. “What are we having for breakfast?”

Louis pulls a face pretending to think about it as he moves his hand to play with Clementine’s locks. “Whatever the princess request, she will receive.” Clementine rolls her eyes lifting her head to look into his eyes tilting her head slightly.

“I decided yesterday, you choose.” Her breath lingers on his bare chest as the sun hits their faces, roasting them alive; summer is really not their thing.

“How about, we watch a movie together and open some champagne in the cinema room? Don’t you want some bottles of bubbles?” He leaves a ghost kiss on her temple sitting up in the bed carrying her with him.

“Breakfast at Tiffany’s?” Clementine flutters her eye lids at Louis as he rolls his. He grabs her hand fiddling with her ring finger, Louis has been thinking about marrying her for a while and she knows it but she doesn’t know when or what they plan is. “We can go Tiffany’s after if you’d like.”

Clementine does nothing but smile. “You spend enough on me anyway Louis, no.”

“I shit money babe, and if i’m spending it on you I don’t care how much it is.” He kisses her again. “Either way, you love it. It shows.” He taps her hip referring to the tattoo he paid for that she recently got. Clementine shakes her head looking at the small tattoo of a heart made of piano keys; she just wanted to show how much she loves Louis.

“Girls with tattoos who like getting in trouble, didn’t know that was your type Louis?” She plays with his dreads waiting for his answer.

“My type is you, my love.” He leans down to kiss the area the tattoo is in, he almost cried when Clementine got it done; he never believed that someone would actual love him let alone as much as she does.

“Shut up.”

“Name three of your favourite things, under three seconds.” Louis says before taking the strawberry Clementine is feeding him into his mouth. “Um, um. Lashes, diamonds and ATM machines.” She barely says in fives seconds let alone three.

Louis has a confused expression on his face. “Explain?”

“Lashes, because lashes just make everything better and your are amazing i’m so jealous. Diamonds because they are a girls best friend and ATM machines because then I can buy myself all of my favourite things.” Louis smiles at her. “We have contactless, bubba.”

Clementine sticks her tongue out at him before chewing on a strawberry throwing her legs over him. Louis always finds time to admire Clementine’s face and qualities; just like in moments like this while a movie is playing and she’s so very focused, Louis is focused on her watching and admiring everything about her. Just like how much of an amazing human she is, she’s been through so much and come out stronger than ever.

He takes her hand in his catching her off guard. “You’re so amazing, Clementine.”

“Why? Like, I know I might say that I am but, why do you think so?” Clementine says in an almost doubtful tone, Louis is offended by what she has just asked him.

“You’ve been through some shit you really should be a sad bitch, yet here you are stronger than ever and the best girlfriend in the entire world. I couldn’t ask for anything better than you.” Louis kisses the back of her hand watching as she basically crumbles into his arms.

“Who would have thought it turn me to a savage, huh?” She cuddles into his arms as he holds her close to him. “You have such a way with words Louis.” She doesn’t look at him while she says this; some times too many, Clementine gets too deep in her thoughts and ends up saying things she doesn’t mean. Like now. “Sometimes I think I’m not good enough for you.”

“Clementin-”

“Let me finish. You’re rich, you’re prep, your parents weren’t even too happy with me when they first met me; turns out I’m not ‘educated’ enough to be with you. I’d rather be tied up with calls and no strings if it means I still have you and not have to deal with people judging me.” Louis didn’t need to reply to that for Clementine to know that she’s fucked up again, she turned to face him her eyes falling on the tears flooding his eyes.

“You don’t mean that, do you?” His brown eyes fall to the ground below followed by tear droplets, Clementine wipes them feeling her own in her eyes. She shakes her head holding his in her small hands looking for him to say something else to her, but nothing comes out his mouth other than a heavy sigh.

“We’ll talk about this later.” He stands up turning off the film before leaving the room. Clementine doesn’t follow him but stays in the room eyes fixed on the area that Louis stood from. “You coming?” She hears his voice from behind her however she doesn’t move; she feels his arms snake around her, his chin resting on the top of her head.

��I’m sorry.” She mutters as Louis lightly kisses her hair. “I love you.”

“And I love you.”

Louis hands the check over to the lady at the counter before walking out the store hand-in-hand with Clementine. “With how many check you write, you should just hire somebody to write them for you.” She giggles swinging her shopping bags.

“Come on Clemster, you know I write my own checks like I write what I sing.” He shoots her a wink to which her eyebrow lifts.

“You try to write what you sing, your writing isn’t that good.”

“Hey! I think I’m good enough.”

“Barely.” She mumbles under her breath. Louis gasps stopping on the sidewalk in complete shock as Clementine laughs.

“Babe!”

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9. Surprises. (Another Life)

Genre: magic / soulamte AU

Pairing: Jackson x reader

Word Count: 5.9K

Song: Ariana Grande - Thinking Bout You

Synopsis: You are more than happy in relationship with Jackson Wang, the hard-working and successful fencer representing Hong Kong. So what happens when you visit a local witch wanting to know more about your future as a couple? Because you always knew he was the right one for you. Even in another life. But would he really be the one?

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(( Finally, the promised chapter! Im sorry it didnt go up on time. Its quite long so prepare yourselves and enjoy it. Thank you for reading <3 ))

- - - Surprises - - -

“I can’t because I need to focus on my career at the moment,” he added quickly when he saw your beautiful smile slowly fade. “I’m so busy I would never have proper time to spend with you...”

Hong Kong, 2017

If anyone would have told you that you would land the job, you would probably laugh at them. Nobody ever would have given you a good enough reason.

But you did.

And now you were satisfied.

Working for big companies as an accountant maybe wasn’t that special for everyone but for you it was just okay. You could manage and at least people treated you with higher importance. Furthermore, Sara was now gaining lots of followers because of her life style blog in Hong Kong and since she made a business out of her passion, you were also in charge of her tiny financial department.

Also, you would sometimes (always) follow her around the city to make instragram-worthy pictures, eat fancy food (that you truly couldn’t afford), talk to people (that you would normally never stop to talk).

On the bright side though, you were almost always packed with work load. There were mountains of invoices, confirmations and documents that had to be briefed, that you literally had a headache every morning when you saw your table in the office.

It was good. Once you started to work yourself through the papers, you would forget about many things. For example, you would forget that you had to meet your parents today, you would forget that Martin was lurking around you with a threat of a proposal, you would forget about the dreadful meetings you would have to sit through later today, forget about the sneaky boss who would touch you whenever he had a chance, forget about the stupid, stupid and ever more stupid dreams you kept having that were making you cry even more than ever before, forget about throwing up. And… And… Forget about Jackson Wang. For a little second at least. Please. Dear heavens, make him disappear.

“You know it’s scientifically impossible,” chirped in Sara as she threw herself on the sofa in your tiny apartment. You still lived in the shabby flat but you were emotionally attached to it. And no money to move. Yet.

“Sara,” you sighed, scratching your head as you were sitting over another invoice. You saw too many zeroes on it. “Not now, please. I beg you.”

Sara thought about your plea for a moment before she decided to shrug her shoulders as if nothing happened. “I know, Y/N, I know but why don’t you at least answer his calls? And messages? We both know he doesn’t have much time for typing away since he is as busy as a 24/7 schedule can be, but your phone does ring a lot.”

“Well, frankly, I don’t have all the time to be on my phone. I actually have to make money with brains in order to survive.”

“Oh damn, look at you, you tough cookie,” Sara laughed out loud. “Today I planned to go to the Kowloon peak-”

“I really can’t make it today, Sara, I’m sorry,” you said, genuinely meaning it as you looked into her fair eyes. She looked so pretty you sometimes were worried you looked too bad standing next to her. She found herself a local Hong Konger (William was a cool guy, you liked him) who was working in the sports business. “I have so much and I have to rush back to the office. I think I can focus there the most.”

“But-but you already work your ass off so much. Why don’t you leave the shitty work place and the sneaky bastard boss and just come to my little firm? I can pay you enough, I promise,” said Sara pleadingly.

She had been talking about this for quite some while now. Sara did get enough money for her to afford to hire you. But the problem was that you needed some sense of work stereotype, so you wouldn’t lose your mind.

“I love my work,” you blurted out and snorted right away.

Sara laughed loudly, pointing at you with her index finger in the process. “Ah, dear, I love you so much. You are so funny.”

You shrugged your shoulders, smiling. “And I love you, Sarita.”

Sara sighed and you both fell into a peaceful silence. The clock on the kitchen wall was ticking away the time that you should be spending on calculating through confirmations but you were there, sitting and smiling.

“Martin confessed,” you said silently as you folded your arms on your chest.

Sara sat up properly, her eyes wide with surprise. “What?” she leaned her elbows on her knees. “Oh my god, do you think he is going to propose?”

“It seems like it,” you muttered, somehow not that excited about the thought. “He said many lovely things and he is a true gentleman-”

“But?”

“But,” you sighed, turning around in your chair. “I don’t think it is possible.”

“Of course it isn’t possible!” exclaimed Sara, throwing her hands in the air and stood up. “You guys are not meant to be, for Christ’s sake.” Her slender figure was walking up and down your small room. It seemed like she was thinking rather intently before her blue eyes snapped to your stiff figure. “Don’t take me wrong, Y/N, he is a great guy and before Jackson appeared I really wanted to hit you two up. But it is not possible anymore.”

Gulping, you nodded. “Yes, I totally agree. Maybe I can just be in a relationship with him like till now and in case he would insist, I would just break up with him and be single forever.”

“Jackson is such a-”

“-asshole-”

“-gorgeous man.”

You glared at your friend.

“How thoughtful of him that he wouldn’t want you to wait for him-”

“Because he doesn’t love me!” you flared up, your heart racing up on the Everest.

“He does love you and if everything he is doing is not a good enough proof, than you have to open your goddamn eyes, Y/N!”

That shut you up pretty quickly. Sara’s words were mingling in your mind, combining, mixing, adding up… Nope. He didn’t love you.

“I can see the doubt all over your face, dear,” sighed Sara as she walked to you and gave your shoulder a gentle squeeze. “He has been writing you ever since 2016 when you guys finally met. Even when he had a new phone number he would let you know. He always makes sure you are good and healthy and if he is in the city, he comes to visit.”

“What are you trying to prove right now?” you asked, dumbfounded. “Because I am suffering without him.”

“And he is suffering without you.”

“He is not,” you said quietly, gritting your teeth. “Sara.” You stood up to face her. “It is because of him in the first place that all of us had to relive our lives just so he could chase his dreams. He was not happy enough, not thankful enough before while I was the happiest in the previous life. I was a doctor, I had a loving family and him beside me since we were freaking fifteen. Yesterday, I had a flashback how he-” your voice broke at the thought.

Sara waited patiently, her eyebrows slowly rising. “How he what?”

You looked her in the eyes but you couldn’t speak.

Phuket, Thailand, 2017

“This place is gorgeous,” you breathed as you stared out of the window of the resort you were currently residing in. There were barely any tourists around this time not to mention the resort and the island itself was quite the little Thai secret.

Jackson who was unpacking from your suitcases smiled fondly at your back. “I’m glad you like it, sweetheart.”

Was the sea covered in diamonds? It was sparkling and glistening from the reflection of the blazing sun that was about to set right in front of your eyes.

“How on earth did you even find this place?” you asked, genuinely curious as you turned to help him out. You grabbed your flowery summer dresses and hang them neatly in the massive wardrobe.

“That will have to stay a secret,” answered Jackson, smiling cheekily.

“Ah, really? Are you gonna play this game now?”

He shrugged. “I have good contacts and quite a few medals by now. I can weave my way through anything.”

You laughed out loud, not wanting to continue this conversation. “Okay, dear.”

Jackson stopped and pouted at you. “Are you already giving up on me? Why don’t you bother more?”

You looked at him, confused. “Why? Maybe it’s better to keep it a secret. It has a lovely magic to it,” you winked at his puppy face.

He didn’t answer. However when you were about to reach into his suitcase for his pants to place them into the wardrobe, he swiftly snatched them away, trying to look maximally nonchalant as he placed them safely into the wardrobe, hoping you wouldn’t become suspicious.

“I can’t wait to be in that pool,” you hummed contently as you were folding his shirts. “It looks absolutely lush.”

“You will go into that pool under my supervision only,” said Jackson and took one of your clothes. “I cannot have anything happening to you.”

You giggled. “It’s about time I learn to swim.”

Jackson stopped, taken aback by your sudden wish. “Really? Is that what you want?”

“So I won’t drown.”

“Obviously,” Jackson snickered. “I can teach you.”

“I know you can,” you said, not looking his way. “But I will go with that trainer I saw in the lobby.”

Jackson’s smile changed into a confused expression and then into a dissatisfied scowl. “That handsome trainer?”

“I didn’t say he was handsome,” you winked at him, placing the last pieces of clothing onto the shelves. You turned to his tense posture. “You said it. But I agree,” you patted his cheek.

He frowned down at you. “Really, Y/N? Are you gonna play this game?”

“Aren’t we all about games?”

He groaned loudly turning away from you making you laugh hard.

“You know I love you, babyyy!” you wailed, still laughing.

—

It had been two days in the wonderland and as expected you didn’t even dare to enter the attractive pool that was overlooking the entire bay. You would sit on the pool’s edge, soaking your feet while Jackson was swimming and working out to not fall out of his training routine.

Sometimes he would stop by your legs, push himself up to steal a kiss with a massive grin and then go back underwater.

There were a few more tourists visiting at the resort and you still barely saw them; this way you had the pool all to yourselves only.

“Hey, Jackson,” you said as he was on the other side just turning for another lap. He stopped, looking up at you in question. “I want to go in.”

He blinked a few times before he smiled happily and swam to you to hold you tight. “And what about the swimming part?” he asked once he ghosted his cold fingers over your thighs, making you shiver. You held onto his arms as you slid your butt down into the cold water. You yelped silently, momentarily dizzy.

“Maybe another time,” you whispered, your warm body now refreshed. You felt his arms tightly around your waist until he grabbed your legs underwater and put them around his waist. You held onto his neck for dear life.

“And here I thought you would join me for my morning training,” pouted Jackson looking at your freckly face.

You smiled at him and looked behind his back at the breathtaking scenery. “I did join you for all of your trainings so far.”

“But you know what I meaaaan,” he whined, squeezing your thighs.

You laughed loudly, hugging him. “Stay still, honey, I want to rest now.”

For your big surprise, he did stop moving around, stilling, not moving an inch.

“You can breathe though,” you remarked and he inhaled sharply, exaggerating every move. “Silly,” you mumbled, entertained.

You stayed like this for some time. You both were talking about everything and anything, his upcoming competition in Budapest, your attestation and eventually your plans to visit some places around Hong Kong.

“And what about…” started Jackson as he was looking mysteriously into your eyes.

You frowned. “What about what?”

“Never mind,” he said quickly, turning his head the other way.

“What? What was it, honey?” you asked and dared to let go of his neck to touch his cheeks.

“Nothing. Really,” he said, looking at you.

You smiled gently, pushing his longer hair out of his face while he was intently watching your every move, your every part of your face. His grip on you tightened to give you reassurance that he was holding you.

You whispered, “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Because I can,” he whispered back and his eyes eventually fell on your lips. “Nobody else, but I can.”

You were just about to snort when he kissed you sensually, capturing your lower lip, pressing you to the pool’s wall behind you.

Now being 23, he felt like this thing he was preparing for quite a while now, was finally happening. This was the moment. He felt it, he knew it, he was sure of it. He didn’t doubt it at all.

After wonderful dinner, you both went out hand in hand for a relaxing walk on the beach. You put your long summer dress on, made sure to have sweet amount of make-up on and you curled your hair, your smile widening with each wave.

You talked quietly with Jackson, both of you full of giggles. He managed to lift your body and turn around with you, making you scream with excitement. The waves in the background were a complimenting noise that you made sure to acknowledge every time.

You were laughing hard. “Jackson! Let go of me!”

He stopped and put you down carefully, his smile wide, toothy, goofy. You ruffled his hair, grinning up at him.

“I don’t want to let go of you, though,” he said passionately, bumping his nose into yours. Then, he slowly pulled away to look you properly into your eyes. “I love you.”

“And I love you. So much,” you whispered, standing on your tiptoes to give him a kiss with a loud smack. He smiled and pushed your hair out of you face.

“Y/N,” he paused and licked his lips. Pressing his forehead to yours, he whispered, his lips gently ghosting over your parted ones: “Will you marry me?”

Your breathing stopped half-way in your pipes as you gently pulled away to look into Jackson’s honest eyes. “Jackson?”

“I don’t doubt our relationship, our friendship, anything. For a long time now I know you are the one for me. I always had that feeling. I fell head over my fencing boots for you when I first laid eyes on you. It was like a magic trick. You didn’t even have to try to seduce me; just by breathing you were filling up my bare existence. I simply cannot not have you. I need you. But mostly, I love you unconditionally,” he said, his voice serious but his eyes full of love.

The tears on your eyes were just about to spill when you nodded your head exactly two times before hugging him tightly. “Yes, Jackson. I will marry you.”

His hands were around your back spinning around with you once again.

You both laughed out loud before he put you down and searched for the ring box. His fingers took out a very elegant diamond ring, and then he lowered his body on one knee as he took your hand, putting the ring on your finger. It was glistening as the sunset behind you was in its grand finale, just like you two when you kissed each other passionately, bringing alive everything that was ever dear to the world.

He was kissing you once, twice, thrice until you couldn’t wait to finally be alone as you were eagerly heading back into your hotel room.

The first night as engaged.

Hong Kong, 2017

The office wasn’t as busy as you thought it would be when you sat down by your desk, already taking out all the paperwork. Just as you were prepared to start work, your office phone rang.

“Ms Y/L/N, you have a visitor at the reception. A certain Mr Wang is looking for you.”

You almost dropped the phone. “What! Mr Wang who?” your heartbeat was dangerously fast now.

“A representative of Team Wang Jiaer label is here,” she said. Assuming by her voice, she was also confused.

You groaned internally, not wanting to deal with whatever this was about. Of course, you knew Jackson had a label, he would sometimes ask for your advice when you two would call (those calls were usually when he was extremely tired and already laying in bed ready to sleep but he would insist on talking with you because he was missing your voice, your warmth, your presence but eventually he would be the one to fall asleep, the only proof being his snoring that was so familiar to you and you would be an absolute idiot if you would end the call there, so you would make yourself cosy and fall asleep, imagining he is next to you). Now, you were a bit worried to face Jackson… What if you would accidentally throw your hands around his neck thinking that you’re engaged?!

“Okay, I’m coming,” you murmured quickly, ending the call.

Before heading downstairs, you sprinted to the restroom to make sure you looked at least a little bit decent. Thankfully, you looked just fine. Although that lipstick was a bit faded from drinking milk tea earlier…

“Ah, it doesn’t matter!” you whisper-yelled at your reflection and finally made your way out and down to the reception.

The company you worked for was quite wealthy, everything being from expensive wood and marble.

Through the glass you could see an older man standing there, waiting patiently, his clothes comfortable and on his back a big TEAM WANG written. You furrowed your brows when you didn’t spot Jackson.

The receptionist called after the man who turned around with a friendly smile on his face. “Miss Y/L/N,” he said before he stuck out his hand to shake.

You accepted. “May I ask what the business is about?”

“Of course, but I suppose a little friendlier surroundings would be better.”

“And where is the boss?” you asked, looking around momentarily hoping to see the warm pair of eyes.

“Jiaer boss is very busy at the moment shooting a show in Beijing,” he answered politely.

You nodded. “Alright. Well, there is a lovely cafe just down the road, why don’t we go there,” you suggested, leading the way.

It was his manager, as you found out. He could have been in his forties or fifties and he seemed very satisfied with his life. He showed you some pictures of his kids and his wife.

Once both of your lattes arrived, you looked at him expectantly and with a smile.

“Miss Y/L/N, the reason I visited you so suddenly is because I have a job offer for you.”

That was surprising. A job offer? What for! “Would you care to explain in bigger detail, please,” you smiled nervously, feeling dumb.

“But of course,” he nodded, not showing you any paper or charts, nothing that would help you avoid eye contact. “Our team is missing a strategic accountant at the moment and we heard you were one of the best ones in Hong Kong.”

“Excuse me? I’m definitely not one of the best-”

“Jiaer boss said he did a background check-”

You scoffed, entertained. “There is not much I would be of a help in your label, sir. My Chinese is not that good either. The only thing I’m good at is counting and preventing you from financial crash.”

“We were told you were a very hard-working person as well as responsible and persistent, which are the exact qualities we are looking for in our company.”

Of course those were the qualities Jackson would look for. It was basically him scribbled all over it. However, you were still shocked that he would send a person to try to hire you in his company.

“But as you said yourself, I’m doing very well just where I am,” you said, folding your arms and rested your back against the seat rest. “So why should I change my employer? What benefits would I get at your label?” Challenge.

He didn’t look that budged by it, although he would expect anyone to want to work for the famous Wang Jackson without a single spark of doubt in their eyes. You were not that foolish, however. “Well, let me tell you there is not a single employee who isn’t happy or satisfied at our workplace. Besides, we have the best boss to ever ask for. He treats his employees like his family. We are a small team, miss Y/L/N. As for the benefits, there can be lots of paid free time for you since the schedules vary so much. And as I mentioned, your qualities are a perfect match for our Jiaer boss.”

You wondered what this guy knew about you; what did Jackson tell him about you. Did he know you were “friends”? Did he know how well you both knew each other from every single angle, from head to toe?

You took a sip from your latte. “I understand. I suppose there is not much free time supposing the boss is one of the busiest people on Earth.”

The manager chuckled kindly. “Jiaer boss is certainly extremely busy. That’s not a lie. However, he would never let his employees overwork themselves. He leads a special schedule where all of us have to sign the precise time when we work so this way he can monitor us.”

“How controlling,” you snickered rolling your eyes, entertained. Thankfully, the manager didn’t misunderstand. He must have known something more about you. “I can only imagine Jackson being that way.”

The manager nodded. “He is truly one of the best. You would be the youngest employee. Why not give it a try? Also, following him around the world is eye-opening.”

You smiled, your mind wandering off at the thought of following him around the world. “How much time do you spend with your boss?”

“It depends. His schedules are basically full and if he is in China or working elsewhere on his solo projects, there has to be a managing staff around him. Sometimes it can be nonstop other times we don’t see him at all since he is in Korea working for the band’s company. ”

“I see,” you paused, poking your tongue to the inside of your cheek, thinking.

The manager smiled cutely, covering his mouth as he hastily pointed at you. “Jiaer boss does the same when he is considering something.”

Once back in your office, you couldn’t stop thinking about what just happened.

You received a freaking job offer from TEAM WANG. What were you supposed to do? Well, what you did was that you asked for some time to think before making any decisions and the manager did fully understand.

Before you knew it, you were dialling Sara’s number, eager for her to pick up.

“What’s up, Y/N?” She asked light-heartedly.

“Sara,” you made a dramatic pause. After that, you spilled everything. From the beginning till the end.

“What?!” she gasped. “Oh my god, that’s so cool.”

“But I am confused,” you complained.

“What is there to be confused about? He wants you with him whenever he doesn’t have to be in Korea.”

“But-but I can’t work for him.”

“Now there,” she said gently, sensing your panic. “We both know he loves you. He said it, he showed it to you. He already said he can’t ask you to wait for him. He cares about you. He is being selfless just so you could enjoy your young life. Hell, isn’t it strange? In your flashback he was going to propose to you, so basically you were engaged by the end of this year. Now he is making a move to have you closer to him.”

You hummed, trying to see her thoughts.

“He is doing exactly what is supposed to happen, Y/N,” Sara said finally, seemingly satisfied with herself. She was so excited for you she would certainly start jumping once the line went silent.

“I’m scared,” you blurted out. “What if he just pities me? What if he-”

“Stop right there. Don’t you dare finish your sentences or else you’re as good as dead. And Jackson would kill me then. And I don’t feel like dying just yet.” You heard some muffling in the background. “So what your next step should be is that you’ll accept the job.”

“I don’t want to move to China,” you pouted. “I adore my little Hong Kong.”

Sara inhaled through her nose. “To be honest, I’m sure he has a plan for you so I would call him if I were you. That’s the only way to find out what he wants.”

You closed your eyes. “Okay, I will. Once I’m out of office and at home.”

“Alright, darling. So I guess I can’t persuade you anymore to come to my little company, huh? I have no chance against Jackson.”

You giggled, opening your eyes. “We will see about that.”

It was 23:06 when you entered your apartment. There was a mess on your table from all the papers you finished checking but didn’t organise and all you wanted was to throw yourself on the bed just as you were, and sleep. Preferably for a long time, so the decision-making would wait.

You took a slow shower, easing your tensed up muscles and wanting to make a pleasant night for yourself, you threw on just a long pink t-shirt. Your undies were white with small little hearts. Your favourites.

Finally, climbing into your bed, you took your phone (that you managed to not touch the whole day) just to find many missed calls and unseen messages. The last message that you received was literally one minute before you unlocked your phone and it was pretty straight forward for you to not get it.

Sara (23:48): JACKSON IS COMING TO UR PLACE

You froze. “What?” you shrieked, your heart thundering inside of your chest. Just then you heard a soft knock on the door.

You snapped your head up, your hands suddenly trembling. Oh my god. He was here. Jackson was here.

You saw that all the messages and calls were his which made you jump out of your bed and swinging the door open to find him standing there with his hand on the door frame. His hair was parted, one side styled backwards meaning he came straight from work. He was so damn handsome, your throat closed off making you unable to breathe. He stole your breath away.

When he finally looked up, he was going to say something before he stopped abruptly, his eyes wandering down your under-dressed body. You stole his breath away, too.

You gulped. “What are you doing here?”

He snapped his eyes back at you, his cheeks warming up. “I was in the city and-”

“Weren’t you shooting in Beijing today?” you asked, confused.

He smiled gently. “I was. But tomorrow I have interviews all day here in Hong Kong so I’m staying in the city for the night.”

You gulped once again and made a step back to let him in. He thanked before coming in, curiously looking around.

“Sorry for the mess, I literally just came home.”

“I see you are also busy,” he said as he turned to face you. You locked the door as usual and folded your arms over your chest. “I assume you met my manager considering you knew where I have been today.”

You nodded, unable to tear your eyes away from his. His striped shirt was unbuttoned just till his mid-chest and his black jacket was complimenting his figure, paired up with black jeans. So elegant, so charismatic.

“I heard you needed time to think,” he continued.

“Of course I do,” you answered a little too feverishly. “You can’t expect me to just change places so suddenly.”

“I know and I understand. I’m giving you as much time as you need,” he added more quietly. “It’s always open for you.”

You bit your lip, his eyes dropping to your lips. “I don’t know how your company works, you know. It’s all different to what I knew until now.”

He nodded. “I can imagine. Sara told me all about your wonderful company of yours.”

“Sara?” you asked in confusion. “How is Sara in the picture?”

Jackson chuckled, pushing his hands into his pockets. “Without her I wouldn’t know where exactly you work since you are so secretive.”

“I’m not secretive,” you defended yourself, “I just don’t think…” you trailed off, not sure how to word your mixed up thoughts.

He came closer and gave you a squirtle look. “You don’t think what?”

You sighed. “I think you have way too much on your plate so why would it be of any importance for you. And besides, I’m also busy. Oh, wait a moment, did Sara tell you exactly where I’m staying too? Which floor? Which door? Damn, I’m surprised she didn’t tell you the number for the door.”

Jackson laughed. “I was going to use the number to get in if you wouldn’t answer the door. I was worried about you,” he said, serious out of sudden. “You wouldn’t answer your phone the whole day.”

It was so pleasant to hear him say those words to you. It was like a soothing balm on your aching heart. “I was just… really into my work that I am not so into.”

He let out a breathy laugh and walked to the sofa to sit down. “That’s why I came with another offer.”

You followed him, plopping down on the opposite side. You both faced each other. “What offer?”

His smile widened, his eyes sparkly as he took in your cute confusion. “I will be shooting in Thailand in December. It will be a music video for my new single. The location is top secret and perfectly hidden,” he whispered excitedly, leaning closer to you.

You giggled. “Where in Thailand?”

“Around Phuket. It’s an island that is not so famous and they have this wonderful resort I found there. We are already making steps to rent the entire place out for a few days in December to shoot there.”

Your smile froze momentarily recalling the flashbacks. Wasn’t it the same spot Jackson proposed to you at?

You were staring at him, lost in thought. “So what do you say?” he asked. Unaware, you scooted just a little bit closer to him.

“What do I say to what?”

“I would like you to come with me. This way you could see how the team works.”

Your lips widened. “But, Jackson. I am just an accountant. Why would you need me in Thailand with you? Or any other shooting place?”

Although he knew you caught him, he wouldn’t show you. “Well, there are lots of things an accountant has to do on the set.”

Your left eyebrow quirked up, challenging him. “Like for instance?”

Jackson was running his fingers over his chin as if deep in thought. “You have to make sure I don’t buy all the sweets on the spot.” He looked at you and laughed in one of his high-pitched laughters that made you laugh as well. “You have to make sure others don’t waste money on more sweets,” he continued, his amused face lit up just like thousands of fairy lights. Your face came closer to his as you listened intently. “You have to make sure the resort we are going to stay in is all set and done.” Closer. “Make sure I do my work properly.” A little bit more closer. “Make sure I don’t spend all my goddamn money on spoiling you.” His breath was on your lips, his focus on your lips. Your breath hitched when you felt his lips move against yours, closing your eyes as pleasure and excitement overtook you. “Make sure you are there with me so I can share the experience with you because I need you.” He kissed you passionately, inhaling through his nose and yet you still grabbed his face and pressed it more towards you, unable to get enough of him.

He took hold of your thighs, nudging you to sit on his lap which you gladly did. You moaned loudly when you felt his hands ghost over your butt and sneaking up over your back. You couldn’t help but notice how he wouldn’t touch your bare skin under your shirt even though you wanted it desperately.

Opening you mouth, you let him in and you totally submitted yourself to his control. You could see him behind your closed eyes, you could feel his warm hands while you ran your fingers through his styled hair.

Kisses were loud, smacky, playful, passionate, feverish and moany. You were sure this was the night some magic would happen. After all, you didn’t kiss since 2016 when he took you home. You both were thirsty for each other, desperate, suffering... Finally, you got to get to touch one another.

But Jackson slowed down to a sensual make-out session, not pushing it to the next level until he completely stopped, breathing heavily as he pecked your swollen lips one last time before his eyes fluttered open to look at your blissful face. You hummed at the loss of contact.

“What do you think?” he whispered, not wanting to break the bubble you created.

Your eyes opened as well, meeting his gentle gaze. “For work purposes only,” you started, touching his cheek. “I will go.”

You shared a quiet laugh when you heard another knock on the door. This one was certainly louder than Jackson’s knock.

Jackson frowned, alarmed. “Who is it at this time?” he asked and looked at his (expensive) wrist watch.

You bit your lip, still holding his face in your hands. You knew. You knew but you didn’t want to show it to Jackson.

Another loud knock.

“Is there someone bothering you here?” asked Jackson, searching for your gaze. He didn’t like the idea that someone would harass you, not even in the slightest. Worry was written all over his face as you untangled yourself from him.

“It’s just Martin,” you mumbled once your feet hit the cold floor.

“Martin? The doctor?” asked Jackson in shock.

You unlocked the door and opened it. Just as expected, Martin was there, fuming just a little bit. “Y/N!” he shouted and stormed in, not bothering to look around. “What is this? You aren’t picking up my calls for days now and you just lock yourself up here-“

“Good evening,” Jackson said, standing tall, his face authoritative, his hands in his pockets.

Martin stopped abruptly, staring at Jackson, startled. “Good evening.”

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