2:28 am (hyj x f!reader)
genre: fluff || word count: 968
author's note: back from the dead with smth self indulgent and way farther from what i envisioned
in. out. deep breaths, y/n.
lying in a pool of your own sweat, you heaved while staring up at the ceiling. not even a blasting a/c could stop me from shedding my weight in sweat, huh. you learn something new every day, you thought to yourself.
you turned my head with what energy you had left and squinted your eyes to look at the time: 02:28 am, it read. you closed your eyes and sighed, turning to look back up at the ceiling.
"literally, why do i do this to myself. i had a whole day to work out and yet here i am," you muttered to know one in particular. maybe it was a way to distract from the baby hairs sticking onto your forehead and the ends of my locks feeling like you'd taken a shower that you'd suddenly become hyper-aware of.
"i wonder the exact same thing."
a husky voice broke you out of your reverie. you propped yourself up on your arms as you looked over to the door that you're surprised you didn't hear open and met the striking brown eyes of a certain songstress. your eyes grew wide as you tried to sputter out an answer.
"o-oh, hey yunjin!" such a charmer, y/n. nice going.
you then got up and ran over to the couch where your towel lay and tried to at least make myself look presentable. "what're you doing here? it's so late," you asked in english.
"i could ask you the same thing, y/n," she chuckled with a shake of her head. she turned her attention to the lone yoga mat near the end of the room.
"i-i'll clean that up, don't worry!" you sputtered out. you then scuffled over to the yoga mat and started rolling it up. "anyways, what're you doing here again?"
"leader's orders. she's been trying to contact you all night," she replied nonchalantly. you cringed at the thought of worrying your chaewon-unnie. yikes...
"um, tell her i'll be home soon," you replied.
the quiet hum of the air conditioners was the only thing filling the awkward silence between you and your same-aged friend. who you also happened to be crushing on. hard. i mean, it was hard not to. she was quite literally everyone's dream girl. insanely talented, creative, witty, and not to mention, absolutely gorgeous. when she came home from the salon after dyeing her hair black for unforgiven promotions, your soul quite literally left your body.
aside from those, though, she felt like home. the whole debut process -- from getting scouted at a school talent show to moving to korea barely speaking the language -- would've been even more hellish had she not been around. your first training session with the girls was nothing short of grueling, made even more so by your evident insecurity and shyness. you sat on the couch with the girls as they chattered away nonstop among each other, their conversations going in one ear and out the other as you stared off into the distance and just let everything sink in.
"hey, you good?" she asked you in english, and the familiarity in a strange land lifted a whole weight off your shoulders.
only for it to make it so easy for you to fall into the trenches that is huh yunjin.
"i'll wash up real quick and then head home," you told her after cleaning up after yourself. she hummed noncommittally as you picked up your belongings and made your way to the hybe showers. when you came back, she was sitting patiently with her legs crossed and her phone in her hands, looking at it intently. you finally got a good look at her: how her glasses hung on for dear life at the end of her nose, how her hoodie engulfed her and made her look oh so cuddly, and how she let her hair down and had it frame her face perfectly.
goddamn, get up, y/n.
"let's get going?"
"come here, first."
she put her phone down and opened her arms up for you to come into. you confusedly put your bag down and walked over to her, only for her to turn you around and pull you into her lap. your eyes widened as you felt your heart beat against your chest. you looked down at her arms tightening around your waist, hoping your hair would cover your reddening face. that was probably fruitless though because you were certain she could feel the heat radiating off of you with her chin resting on your shoulder.
"um...care to explain?"
"i'm just feeling affectionate," she mumbled.
"ah." she probably would've clung onto kkura-unnie if she was here. i just happened to be the only person around. get up, y/n.
"besides, i haven't seen you often. you're always disappearing after our schedules; my english is getting rusty, you know?" you could hear the pout in her voice. you turned to look at her and completely underestimated the distance when she turned to look at you too, noses barely touching.
"so when chaewon-unnie was going to ask zuha to look for you, i stepped up. i missed you."
"we see each other every day though."
"but we never get to hang out."
"valid, i guess."
you broke her gaze and turned to look at yourselves in the mirror. yunjin plucked her phone up and turned her camera on.
"look, y/n."
your idol instincts turned on and posed for the camera in front of the mirror: hand on your cheek, face scrunched up in a smile as yunjin shot away until...
you felt her nosing away at your neck and leaving a little peck on the spot. there was no way she couldn't feel your heart drumming against your chest.
"cute. let's get going?"
"yeah, sure..."
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Napoleon, Theo, Dazai, and Jean reacting to College Student!MC Stressed by Deadlines
Requested by @hqissodelicate:
hey toni boo, sara/delicateikemenmemes here †i've been Going Through It with school đ so i was thinking of how my boos napoleon, theo, dazai & jean would react to MC who's a (stressed, exhausted) student who got yeeted to the mansion in the midst of a bunch of deadlines? thank you boo & i hope you're drinking your water đđ€
â§â A/N: Iâm sorry it took me this long to finish... but this was super fun to write and it helped me get back into writing after such a long break due to school bs. Iâm not too satisfied with Dazaiâa and the haphazard scenario/headcanons mush, but I still quite like this I think. Thank you for the request dear! Take care and drink water, everyone!
Warnings: Stress and mild mentions of anxiety, and like one mention of sexual intercourse
Napoleon Bonaparte
âYouâre just a chore, after all.â
You whirled around. âDonât act like your job is going to be that hard,â you could only scoff in annoyance, âIâm going to be inside my room all day, anyway.â
At first, Napoleon was slightly confused by your statement. Wouldnât you want to explore this new world at all? But according to code, heâd just smirk and go (sleep) do smth
And true to your statement, you did stay inside your room for the most part
Itâs not like your quadrillion essays would write themselves
Itâs not like your college would just excuse your tardiness
Itâs not likeâ
âNunuche, you sure you donât need a break from... whatever youâre doing?â
Napoleon was quite suddenly standing besides you, trying to read the mess that youâve created.
âAnd who gave you permission to enter?â
âMe, obviously. I did have the impression that you were in danger, judging from the amount of curses I perceived.â
You could have died from embarrassment. Of course he had to hear your yells of frustration, stemming from the fact that your laptop was out of order, that you had no idea how to use ink properly, andâ
âHave you realised that you regularly zone out?â
âI suppose? But if you wouldnât mind, I really need to finish...â you trailed off, gesturing to the papers in front of you.
However, at his inquisitive gaze, you decided to explain that these were essays that could very well decide how youâd pass university, and, upon further inquiry, elaborated how a modern studentâs life looked like
He never interrupted you unnecessarily, only to ask questions when a concept was too modern for him to comprehend
Your cursed assignments certainly made your life in the past harder to enjoy, but it also brought you and the emperor closer than ever
Unable to access the internetâor visit the college libraryâyou had no proper sources for you references (considering that Comteâs library had no modern content, naturally)
You also didnât want to bother Sebastian, especially since him and Comte had shown so much understanding for your peril that they practically forbid you from helping him out around the mansion
Their reasoning didnât make you feel less bad though
Hence, you only had one option left that could complete your last essay
Which oh-so conveniently encompasses the Napoleonic Wars, something you truly did not want to burden him with
âNapoleon? Remember those essays that I have to finish for my university courses?â
âOf course.â
You were twiddling your thumbs, contemplating whether your grades are worth revisiting unpleasant memories, aka the taboo of the mansion
Abruptly, he grabbed your cheeks with just enough force to turn you away from looking at your feet, but not enough to inflict pain. âIf there is anything I can help you with, Iâd never shy away from it.â
Begrudgingly, you inquired him about his reign with as little focus on the gruesome details as possible your professor be damned
And holy shit, heâs amazing at writing? And Not just cringey love letters? Panty Sniffer Napoleon brrrrr
As you grew closer, heâs spoil you with vitamin-rich snacks (going as far as asking Arthur and Sebastian for medical advice)
He enjoys carving cute shapes out of fruits and eggs because he knows that their and his adorable presence will prompt the perfect amount of distraction to allow a small moment of rest
Says that itâs his duty as your guard and boyfriend to take care of your overworking habits
Expect frequent complaints from your beau, ranging from âhow could they assign so many essays? Arenât students just humans, too?â to ââReasons Why Edison Is Better Than Newtonâ? Do they even know what theyâre talking about? Tch!â
Theodorus Van Gogh
You gleefully indulged in his charades for the first few days. They were a welcome distraction from your college work, after all
But the procrastination was accompanied by guilt, your anxiety building up every second you spent helping Sebastian with the chores, and gallivanting around town with Theo
A week passed before your sense of responsibility finally kicked in. So when Sebas came to wake you up just as the sun peaked past the horizon, you were already scribbling away on some sheets youâd found in your drawers
âAh, good morning, Sebastian-san.â
âGood morning... what are you writing, if I may ask?â
âJust some essays for my college courses...â you said, glancing dejectedly at your notes.
Now that you didnât have access to the internet, and your laptopâs battery was all used up, it made your work all the more tedious, but you had to set your teeth and do this.
âGive me 10 minutes, and Iâll join you in the kitchen.â
He had wanted to argue, but you didnât let him. And when he saw you leaving the house with Theo later in the afternoon, he could only shake his head.
You felt like you owed the art dealer, especially since you blurted out his secret the literal next moment, so you committed to helping him while also keeping up with your work
Although, him calling you dog wasnât nice eitherâeven though, according to Sebasâ explanation, Hondje wasnât exactly the equivalent to mutt
That cycle continued for days. Helping out around the mansion, getting pulled around by Theo, and writing your essays deep into the night
Not to mention all the worries that pressured your shoulders further and further into the ground
You were missing so many group project deadlines, disappointing people that relied on you... it was safe to say that sleep did not come easy, if barely
Just before you arrived at your room after a late night art exhibit did your body decide to fail you, tripping over nothing multiple times.
It prompted Theo to call you out before you could even think of rushing past the door, steadying you with a hand more gentle than you had ever experienced it to be.
âSebas informed me that youâve been working yourself to death.â
You silently cursed the butler. âI havenâtââ
âGive me your laptop.â
Perplexion ran across your mien, wondering how he could possibly have remembered such a modern detail from your countless rambles. âItâs battâ it doesnât work right now, so itâs not like it would stop me from working.â
Arguing with the devil was a mistake.
He snaked his arms around you, holding the door handle in place with one hand while the other still kept you upright. âI donât care whether you work or not, Iâm not your mother. And regardless of its abilities, hand it over, knabbletje.â
What other choice did you have but to comply?
He orderedâyes, orderedâyou to go to bed right that instant
If you hesistanly ask him to do the same (we all know what a hard worker he is), heâll just press a guileless kiss to your forehand, telling you not to worry about him
The next morning, you were already worrying for your babyâs safety within the sadistâs hands when the devil invited himself into your room
âEver heard of knocking?â
âMorning to you, too, Hondje.â He sent you an overly handsome smirk, handing you the laptop tucked underneath his arms. âYou wonât be able to use that spider web Sebas told me about, but writing should work.â
You stared at Theo in disbelief, all the while internally laughing at him misinterpreting the World Wide Web. Deciding to trust in him, you clicked the power button. And sure enough, it sprang to life. âWhat... how in the world did you...â
Leo overheard you and Sebas talking about solar energy sometime⊠hush, just run with it
He fell into the seat next to you, propping his chin upon his fist. âI didnât do anything. Just asked Sebas whether there was a way for you to use this. Leonardo took notice and tinkered around with it. Donât askâah!â
You threw your arms around his shoulders, pressing your face into the crook of his neck. âThank you for taking care of me, Theo.â
Would you have lifted your face, then youâd have caught a glimpse of the vermillion shading his cheeks. âI didnât do it to help you. I simply canât risk having you become a liability at work. Thatâs all.â
Anyway, tsundere tendencies aside, you know what another big factor of dating Theo is?
King if youâre not allergic, understandably, if so, heâll change his clothes before even thinking of visiting you
On days that you decide to be especially stubborn, he pulls you outside, all the whilst whistling for the jolly golden retriever
And as soon as he comes running, your mind goes brrrrr cute dog
Although, heâll try his best not to distract you from work. He knows from personal experience that itâs a much bigger annoyance than help
Thus, heâll certainly use his connections and amiable rip Shakes relationships with the residents to help you out with the research process
Also, with his superior memory, he knows what generally makes you happy and relaxed, so heâll be his usual observant self to decipher just what would help you perfectly relax/finish your work
Hardworking boi, please love him
Dazai Osamu
Dazai is the type of person that doesnât mind upsetting people and risking someoneâs disdain if it supports that person in the long run
And heâs able to read people like books, so it shouldnât be surprising that he knows youâre overwhelmed before you even realize it
Youâve been going to sleep too late and waking up too early? Heâll gently force you (if youâre 100% against it, he wonât do it ofc) to sleep beside him, making sure that you wonât rise with the sun for once
Youâve been exposing your wrist to heavy sprain? Heâll teach you some handy-dandy 5 Min Crafts techniques that are guaranteed to send your hands on a vacation
You've been suffering from writerâs block? Time to go on a lovely stroll through nature with your boo
Your shoulders and neck are hurting beyond sanity? He swears by hot springs, so the thermae is his go-to for when you need to relive some muscle kinks
He never fails to procure the perfect amount of bubbles and temperature. And depending on how comfortable you are with it, heâll offer to wash your hair.
And since dude got Disney princess hands, you most probably fall asleep, but our man is there to hold you above the water
His bare thighs are an added bonus, sending your mind into spirals faaaar away from college work
After youâre done bathing, heâll ask you whether youâd like him to braid your hair (if itâs long enough), and his Disney princess hands will not disappoint
In the beginning, it was incredibly vexing to have a security cam in the form of a handsome man always on the qui vive
But at some point, you started embracing Dazaiâs overwhelmingly passiveâyou knew exactly what he was doing whenever heâd do something randomâprotectiveness
Especially since it didnât only help you complete your work; on the contrary, you were always excited to spend time with the Japanese writer
But that didnât curb your confusion at the whole debacle. Why was he this focused on your well-being?
So, you decided to confront him
âDazai?â Once again, you were relaxing in his arms, his fingers threading through your hair lulling you into a dreamlike state.
He ticked his head to the side, pulling your entwined hands closer towards his heart. The sun streamed into the run at just the right angle, yet the golden light was not as bright as his vivid citrine orbs.
You sighed, unable to look at his stupid handsome face for too long. âWhy is it that you insist on taking care of me?â
âSomeone has to, Toshiko-san.â
Youâd have blurted out your feelings if it wasnât for the sudden embrace you found yourself in. As guileless as it appeared, you knew he was trying to stop you from acting on your thoughts.
Deciding that you didnât want to pressure him further (after all, you knew that he had a hellish first life), you accepted the unclarity of his feelingsâeven though his actions spoke loud enough for you to understand.
It was that day that you decided to repay him for all heâs done for you
And you wouldnât let him yeet himself through a window in an attempt to evade the love sent his way this time
Even if it took decades, you wanted him to feel just as safe and loved as you did in his company
You were glad to have such a caring man by your side who helps you with managing you self care
You could only hope that heâd allow himself to be treated the same way
Please just take our love, boo. We love you
Jean dâArc
Well fuck, how could he possibly help someone whoâs stressed when he himself is a 24/7 McDonalds that only sells Chicken McStress?
Anywho, I feel like heâd be the complete opposite of Dazai when confronted with a stressed MC
Heâd care just as much, of course, but he thinks that it would be better to give her space, since he himself understands the desire for solitude well
So yeah, I can see him not going out of his way to check up on you if you werenât super duper close friends/lovers IF it wasnât for his friend Napoleon
After all, it was him who gave your boyfriend a lil talk, convincing him that, perhaps even if someone needs space, they probably still need someone to look after them
Living with Jean is basically Ted Talks everyday
Anyway, he embarked on his journey to hopefully help you and and to relieve some stress that was wearing you down (according to the statement of several residents)
And, finding himself halting abruptly, our pessimistic little bean realised that heâs got zero idea what did help you attain bliss
So he opted for the next best optionâthings he knew that made his friends relax
Plan A
Hearing a few oddly reluctant raps on your door, you went to open it. As soon as you did, the beautiful man whoâd captured your heart entered your vision, your eyes finding his amethyst ones immediately.
You two stayed like that for a moments, only breaking eye contact when he sighed and simultaneously thrusted a mug into your hand, already in the process striding back to his own room.
âUhm⊠Jean? Iâm a bit busy right now, but would you like to come in?â
His eyebrows furrowed. âDonât you find it inappropriate for a man to enter your room, mademoiselle?â
âJean,â you giggled at his archaic mindset, gently rubbing your thumb between his brows to even out the crease. âWeâve had sex before, you know. Of course you caââ
Wrong thing to say. He stormed past you, vermillion cheeks practically leaving a trail.
Chuckling to yourself, you turned to the mugâs contents. âHm? Hot chocolate?â
Plan B:
âIf this doesnât harbor your discomfortâŠâ Your boyfriend reluctantly stood in your roomâs corner, standing straighter than a rod.
Frankly, your essays have kept you entirely too busy, and you longed for the warmth of the French manâs feather-like embrace.
âOn the contrary, I enjoy your presence.â And you went right back to scribbling away.
Jean frowned. âHavenât you been writing stories since this morning?â
âTheyâre not stories⊠and, yeah? I believe so.â
Stepping towards your seated form, he extended his hand; you grabbed it without thinking twice. âIs everything alrigâwhoa!â
With the ease of a seasoned soldier, he picked you up before haphazardly tugging you into bed with bewilderment maring your features. âYou should sleep.â
ââwhat?â
He stared at you blankly, as if expecting you to fall into the land of dreams right that instant.
âDid something prompt,â you slipped your arms out from underneath the duvets, gesturing wildly, âthis?â
It was hard to be upset with Jean, his clueless but genuine persona the reason why you fell for him, yet you couldnât disguise the irritation coursing through your veinsâyou had work to return to, after all.
âI think you need to rest, mademoiselle.â
Your blinking made him avert his eyes, explaining quietly, âI am uncertain what supports your release of tension, so I thought that perhaps sleeping could help since it certainly does show affect with Napoleon.â
âAh, and you made me hot chocolate since thatâs what calms Mozart.â
After internally simping for his soft and wholesome dumbass energy, you pulled him to bed beside you, claiming that it would help you relax (but only after telling him that it was okay for him to ask for your preferences)
And falling asleep to the heartbeat underneath his broad chest is definitely a 5-star-resort vacation
Heâd eventually ask his relationship advisor Napoleon whether it is okay to have you help them out with his reading/writing lessons (you
You, alongside Napoleon, steadily agreed, despite knowing that it was a ploy to keep you away from overworking
Please also love this boy, thanks
Tag List of the most wonderful sweethearts (just message me if youâd like to be added <3): @juminly @kisara-16 @sweetlittlemouse @thesirenwashere @nad-zeta @delicateikemenmemes
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Hi!! Could I have a matchup please? I'm 18, pronouns she/her, I'm fine w any gender though I have a preference for males
If its of any relevance, physically I'm about 5'8 tall and on the chubby side, green eyes, brown hair (with blonde streaks) and I wear glasses
If you're into astrology/ mbti, I am a Sagittarius w both moon and rising in Cancer and I'm INFP
So I'm quite emotional lol. Usually very in touch with my emotions and quite perceptive of other's feelings as well. I have a huge saviours complex especially when it comes to feelings (i love helping others figure out their feelings, being a shoulder to cry on or even offering comforting hugs) but I try my best to keep it control cause I don't wanna be suffocating
On the outside I'd say I'm fairly organized, I keep my room clean and all of that, I'm a lil bit of a perfectionist but mentally I'm all over the place. I tend to get carried away by thoughts and emotions and end up procrastinating a lot; anxiety makes it all worse. In short, I suck at time management
To most people I may seem quiet and reserved but I actually really enjoy talking to people; I'm really insecure about not being funny or interesting enough tho. Around my friends I'm more relaxed but still have moments of self doubt
I can also be quite obsessive. If something really catches my interest I won't stop until I search all there is to know about it. For example I watched bnha, read the manga, the spin offs etc all in less than a month and now I'm indulging in fanart and fanfics because I need m o r e c o n t e n t hsbsb. I'm also that kind of person that listens to a new song they like on repeat until they hate it. Speaking of music, I can't say I have a taste lol. My fave genres are rock, pop and indie but I hear smth I like, I listen to it, whether its "high quality" music, basic or weird. Lately I've been listening to a lot of epicore which is literally the type of music thats used in fantasy and sci fi movies askfkdk
I like expressing myself through writing, singing and dancing but I really can't say I'm talented at either of those, it's all in good fun. I also enjoy reading (fiction, non-fic books bore me like hell; my fave genres are fantasy, sci fi and crime) but I haaate literature in school. I'm actually a bit of a math nerd and this year I'm starting uni, studying computer science!! Oh! I've also taken drama classes for 2 years (despite the fear I loved being on stage and plan on starting again once I'm done w the baccalaureate), I love playing D&D and while I woulnd't quite call myself a gamer, I love role playing video games. I'm also almost always down for any kind of multiplayer video games w friends although I have no experience
I'm not a sportive person, I go on walks or do a few exercises every now and then at home but I'm willing to try stuff out like a new sport or going to the gym w an s/o. I do plan on starting self defense classes soon and maybe taking up sword fighting (I love swords hehe)
Tbh I've never been in a relationship so I'm not really sure how I would act w an s/o, nor what I'm exactly looking for. I best express my affection through physical touch tho and that includes my friends so I'd like someone who isn't bothered or can get used to that (s/o would still receive the most hugs/ cuddles etc). I'm not that comfortable w the other love languages for friends and family, but I think I'd be a lot more eager to express my love through them for s/o. If I'm on the receiving end, my weakness is still physical touch :)) but I also need words of affirmation every now and then cause insecurities đ and while I wouldn't ask for anything, especially objects, I am a hoarder and I'd keep any kind of gift like its a national treasure simply bc its from someone I love.
In addition, it doesn't really matter if s/o is more on the emotional or rational side a long as they dont invalidate my feelings; it angers me a lot and makes me feel even more insecure. I tend to isolate when I'm really really upset about something so I need a lil bit of pushing to talk abt it; I'm open to talk abt my feelings but I need the verbal confirmation that they care and wanna help, its not just cause they're being nice
Wow that is a lot of rambling jeez ajsjsjs sorry. Thank you so much if you've read throught that all and ty for the match up!!
Me and my wife literally having a ten minute debate on who weâd pair you with before I made my choice. Thanks for all the details and I hope you enjoy the match up!
I match you with Sero
I feel heâs outgoing and extroverted enough to help you with your anxiety and always reassure you that you are good at things and he does love you, heâs also so chill and laid back that even if you were clingy heâd not mind, heâd embrace it, his chill nature would help balance you. He would help you feel grounded and have a âyou donât have to do it all nowâ attitude but would happily help you out. You need help going to the store? He remembers the list you wrote, having trouble fitting in lunch while you study? Heâll come to your door with pizza.
Heâs determined and outgoing but isnât aggressively positive and loud either which I think is why I picked him over Kirishima for you.
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âHey babe, whatcha reading?â Sero asked sitting next to you on the sofa, he handed you a soda which you gratefully took, not looking up from your laptop screen.
As soon as he was sat down comfortably your hand grabbed his, clasping your fingers together as you managed to tear your gaze away from the Wikipedia page which was still open. You blinked up at him and shook your head.
âOh just something I learned about today and wanted to do some.. extra readingâ you explained.
He nodded his head and drank his soda watching as your face lit up as you started to ramble about the topic, he didnât really know much about it but the way you told him about everything, the way you happily expressed your interest towards the topic made him happy. He gave you his big grin when you finished.
âSorry, I rambled..â You felt bad, you always felt nervous when you info dumped on people.
âNah, itâs cool, I didnât mind at allâ he brought your hand up to his face and gave it a kiss, your face flushed at the gentle gesture which caused Sero to laugh playfully.
âWell, if your sure⊠I just wanted something to take my mind off choresâ.
âItâs the weekend, you donât have to rush anyway.. and if you donât feel better by tomorrow I can help, you can wash the dishes and Iâll dry?â he suggested still peppering kisses on the back of your hand before you set your laptop down and crawled closer to him.
You nodded softly, that sounded a lot more manageable, you felt your anxiety settle down from a raging nagging feeling to something easier to tolerate. He was such a good influence on you. Sero set down his drink and wrapped his arm around you, pulling you closer to his chest.
âThe guys want to come over and say hi later, maybe get pizza⊠but I can tell them not tonight if you arenât feeling it⊠maybe you can play that new game you got? I liked watching you play the other nightâ He suggested as he nuzzled your head, enjoying how your hair felt on his face.
âMaybe⊠can I give you an answer later?â
âYeah, no rush babeâ
You smiled softly feeling the lanky boy kiss the side of your head and listened as you carried on talking about the trivia of your current interest.
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