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[badomensgoodomens]

requesting noah x reader

noah is finally home from tour and the two of you just spend the day cuddling, watching movies and eating snacks

omg omg yes let me cook xoxo

wrote at 10pm on a sunday cut me some slack

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noah had surprised you in the middle of the night, sleepily climbing into bed. You screamed, ofcourse. A 6'3 muscle man standing at the foot of your bed. terrifying. after you fumbled for the lamp switch, he apologised profusely, soft kisses peppered on your face.

"I said i was sorry" he whines as you groan. you hit his shoulder playfully. "That was NOT funny."

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The next morning, you wake before him. The sunlight creeps in, illuminating the soft freckles spread across his skin. you admired the soft pout of his lips, his funky eyebrows, his jaw that is ALWAYS clenched, finally resting.

he cracks a singular eye open, "its rude to stare." you just snicker, tracing the slope of his nose and his jaw. he turns on his side, pulling your warm, soft body towards him. "goodmorning to you too." you say, running your fingers through his hair. you reminisce on the longer version of his hair, you were truly devastated when he cut it. You lay in silence, just cuddling. But it's a good silence, a taking in eachothers presence silence. the room was silent yet the love for eachother was so, so so loud.

noah was once again fast asleep, poor love must be so exhausted from tour. you manage to slip away from him, prepping for a movie marathon. knowing your luck, he'll chose a horror movie and you won't be able to sleep for weeks. (I think he just likes comforting you afterwards. Sick bastard.)

after fixing a small charcuterie(?) Board, and some popcorn, you gently move to his bedside. You comb your fingers through his hair, his brows furrowed ever so slightly.

"Noah.. " you whisper.

He grumbles, pulling the blanket tighter around him.

"Come and watch a movie with me" you whine, annoyed at his sleepiness. He rubs his face, standing up with a sigh. He drags the blanket through the house. You trail behind him, only making a pitstop to yell at folio who had been picking at the food. one by one the boys filter in uninvited. just the nature of living with a bunch of boys. A random horror film plays on the large screen tv. But you're not watching. You're too busy admiring your man.

how long his lashes are, the slight stubble that's growing back, his freckles. God they were your favourite thing about him. He glances down at you, feeling your gaze. you clamber into his lap, back pressed against his chest. He presses a soft kiss on the back of your head, his warm hands splayed out on your tummy. you rest your hands on top of his, leaning back to look up at him. You press small kisses to his jaw.

after a while you fall asleep, sleep coming easier to you when your lover returns. it's his turn to admire you, tracing the shape of your lips, and your rosy cheeks, your soft dimples and petulant pout. its overwhelming. His love for you making him feel dizzy. he thinks about the future. His plan to marry you somewhere with flowers and a nice lake. how you would look in a wedding dress. And how you would look after...

he guides his fingers through your hair, gently ghosting over your scalp. Your hand tightens on his, seeking comfort.

you wake up a few hours later, noah long gone by now. I'm talking head conked back, mouth open, snoring. you giggle to yourself. You notice the others had left by now. Probably returning to slumber.

"Noah.." you poke him, he stirs slightly.

"nowahh" you grumble out.

he stirs, "yep I'm awake what's wrong?" his words are rushed, a testament to how tired he actually is. "cmon, into bed. I'll bring the snacks." he stands up, stretching his long limbs. He patters down the hallway, losing his tshirt along the way. you pack up the dips and cheeses, before finding your way back to your lover. He's already sprawled out on the bed, waiting. "I've missed this." He mumbles. Face down.

"Me? Or the bed."

"the bed."

You throw a pillow at him, he laughs. Pulling you impossibly close.

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The clock reads 4am and you PRY yourself out of his grip, you roll over, body spread over the open space of the bed. Sweat trickles down your back. Oh how noah hadn't missed this. "babe... go put the cooler on.." he grumbles.

"I'm not going in the dark!!" You whisper-shout

He just grumbles in return. He cracks open a window instead.

he pulls you back into his grip. Pressing sleepy kisses all over your face. you groan against his warm, ink covered skin. his breathing evens out and his face falls flat as he falls asleep again. You huff, sweating your tits off. You peel each layer of clothing off, laying in a bra and underwear. the sheets abandoned at the end of the bed. You were STILL sweaty AF but this man won't leave you alone. Especially after being gone for so long!!!

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He wakes up before you, the sight of you in your undergarments dizzying. He rests his head in the crook of your shoulder. Taking in the smell of your moisturiser, and shower gel.

"Mm morning baby" you yawn. light filters into the room, illuminating the lack of nothing between the two.

"never leaving for tour again if this is how I wake up every morning" he grunts, hands snaking around your waist.

"even in winter?"

"just means I get to warm you up."

You throw your head back in laughter as he begins to tickle you relentlessly.

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I know I said I'd cook but lowkey look undercooked 😔

ik ik it's excuse after excuse but after I posted that my requests were open I got hit with the most diabolical family problems and have been putting off writing for a further week. but! I'm slowly easing back into it with the simplest request I could find.

so sorry if this is short, please leave more requests they are great motivation!!!

[btnclmrttn]

@perpetuallyobsessed my friend I've been put on 3rd main at the nursing home and it have me idea while thinking of you

Out like a Light(Saitama x Nightshift!Reader)

CW/TW: None

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No matter the distance, the journey home from work couldn’t be any longer. Particularly on a third shift. Trying not to speed while also trying to beat the daylight before your body decides to be a stubborn prick and say “oh, light means awake. No sleep”

Work was such a kick in the ass, you’re too tired to even attempt to unwind. Hopefully you got it in you to at least attempt to stretch or crack a couple bones before putting yourself in a coma.

Saitama would be getting up to start his day in a few short hours. Not much time between then to actually mingle with each other, unless you walk in as he’s just getting out of the bathroom. He’ll stay up with you for a little then.

Your mind is more impatient than your body as you fumble half-mindedly through your keys, passing through each one multiple times. Now they all look the same. Sometimes forcing your eyes to blink resets your perceptions. Not much now. With your luck, the door before you is unlocked and opened from the other side.

There’s Saitama, fully pajama’d and looking about hammered. His tired eyes look more sunken than usual. His resting expression is heavier. Like his brows hand low themselves, making a half-squint crease his face.

“Welcome home,” he says, contrastingly happy-sounding.

"You up already?" you ask, confused

"I've been up a while," he says, letting you in, then returning to the futon and taking a seat criss-cross

You shut the door, then set your bag down to start taking off your jacket, "How long is a while?"

"Since..well since you left."

You freeze mid-zip, "Huh!? Saitama, are you nuts???"

"Maybe," he responds, a little smile gracing his face.

"That's not good for you dude...why did you?"

"You’re probably right," he watches you hang up your coat and start undressing from your dirtied work clothes, "You sleep most the day, and you're up late. I miss you, you know."

"Aw, I know, Saitama," you reply, feeling a bit guilty, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry, ____. I just want to sleep a night, er day, with you. I figured if you could stay up all night, I could too.”

“Well, good job, honey...but don’t mess up your own schedule.”

He rests his face in his hand, sighing, “It didn’t start getting to me until about 4. It was weirdly peaceful, though. Something about the quiet is kinda relaxing.”

“It is,” you respond, “And most night shift people have the 4am problem, too.”

“I fit right in. Too bad monsters attack during daylight. I could be a Hero of the Night or something.”

“Maybe you could be. They could change your hero name to that.”

“Oh yeah, that’ll be the day...are you gonna take a shower now?"

"Ah...I'll do it when I wake up," you say, tossing your dirty clothes in the hamper. Taking out a larger shirt of yours, you put it on on to be only modestly nude. Too cold to be ass-naked.

“Ok.”

Saitama rubs his eyes and flops backwards onto the futon. You attempt to be quick to the bathroom with brushing your teeth, washing up just a little with a rag so you don't feel dirty. Fixing whatever the hell happened to your face. A lazy arrangement of your hair so it doesn’t look just as you walked in when you wake up.

Your poor boyfriend couldn't make it that long. He's passed out when you come out, even if it was only just a couple more minutes you were in there. A sigh of content quietly brushes your lips. How loved you feel knowing he just wanted to just have just a little longer with you than he usually gets. Not half bad for a boy with a typical bedtime of 10pm. 

Yeah, it would be cool if there was more night duties for heroes. Hero of the Night...eh, doesn’t ring well with him in particular.

You double check that you locked the door before going over to close the curtains completely. Saitama might find some true appreciation in the pricey black out curtains now that he’s sleeping a day like you. When you crawl into bed beside him, he’s roused a little when you lay your head on his chest. You’re locked into a close-cuddle embrace with his arms. You hear him mumble your name, so sleepily it sounds about drunk, before a kiss is pressed on your forehead.

Again, he’s out like a light.

[vegancas]

think i'm going to take a bit of a break from tumblr. if my migraine yesterday is any indication, my iron deficiency and whatever else i might have going on healthwise is not about to just get better on its own. when i spoke to my doctor a few months ago i was pretty close to being anemic and since i don't think i've got any better since then, i think i really need to actually take care of myself lol. the lack of sleep and the not eating enough are not tumblr's fault but i know all the time i've been spending here has not been helping. i need to get some more balance into my life and learn to live without this place (that i love sooo much), because right now i would spend every waking moment here if i could and that is not good for me lol

i will still be around, checking my notes, messages, mentions, etc., but i probably won't reblog anything until i'm actually back (maybe? idk! we'll see). i'll probably still be making gifs as well, but if i post any it'll mostly be for the prequel (i have a couple cas gifsets that are already in my queue but that might be it for a while). i've already hidden the app on my phone so if i'm here it'll hopefully only be on desktop and i cannot let myself open the actual dash or my resolve on this will break 😫😫😭

PLEASE keep tagging me in things!!! i definitely don’t want to miss anyone’s art or edits or writing!!!!!! and send me posts even!! idk how i'm going to survive not knowing about everything that's going on here while i'm gone, i already have fomo over the last couple days while i've been too tired to be online. i will be so grateful to see everything you send me! whether it's cast or prequel news, new scripts, destiel goes canon again, updates about your lives, whatever!!! if you think "hmmm i wonder if ruth might want to see this?" the answer is yes!!!! PLEASE lol

if you tag me on your posts also, i'll check #vegancas (that might be easier so i don't miss things?). i'm not sure how long i'll be gone, hopefully no more than a few weeks, but it just depends how long it takes me to like form good habits i guess. but i'll definitely be back!!! i could never really leave tumblr or spnblr and i would miss you all too much!!!

[peanutpinet]

Lucas (mafia leader) x Reader (female)

A/N: I had this thought for days now and was like, ya know, just let it out. This is my first NCT (?) WayV (?) fanfic? Scenario? Yea XD For those who have read my past fanfics/scenarios, you know how horrible I am in explaining XD but yea, essentially I just imagine that you, the reader are a uni student whilst Lucas is part of the NCT mafia, "leader" of the WayV unit (I know Kun is technically the leader, but just for the sake of the story), okie, leggo

Sighing in defeat, you gathered all your books, stationery and some clothing before sneakily going out of your dorm and to your boyfriend's apartment since he gave you the spare key, saying that it was for emergencies or whenever you wanted to come over.

After texting Lucas that you were heading to his apartment, you went to grab a cab and head there. Truth be told, you never really went there and only got the address from Lucas. Which is why upon arriving, your jaw nearly dropped when you saw his apartment; even making sure whether the address Lucas gave last time was the exact one and making a mental note to yourself to look up things beforehand.

Upon arriving, you felt like you just came from the countryside to the big city. You went to the front desk and inform them who were you looking for, handing in your ID card and was immediately directed to the elevator, one of the securities pressing the highest floor of the elevator and left you in the elevator on your own.

Just when you thought that it couldn't get any fancier, the minute you stepped out of the elevator, you were amazed at the decor and the fact that there was only one door made it even grander. Taking out the key Lucas gave you, you were actually hoping that it wasn't the correct one and Lucas just sent you the wrong address but as it turns out, the key fits and you took a deep breath, walking into the room.

But on Lucas' side, he actually didn't receive your text message. So, the second he heard someone coming into his suite, he was already reaching for his gun because he wasn't really expecting anyone to come. But as soon as he heard your signature nervous voice, he felt relieved but worried at the same time. Did something happen to you?

"Lucas? Ar-are you in here? The people at the front desk just directed me here. I uh sent you a text" you called out

"I'm here sweetheart. Now, what brings you here at this late hour? Is there anyone I should be concern with?" Lucas stated, coming out of his bedroom

"Huh? Wow. I mean, no. Sorry, it's my first time here. I uh, I was just wondering if I could stay for the night. The dorm was so loud that I couldn't study nor sleep" you admitted, trying to avoid eye contact with Lucas, thinking that it was a lame excuse to come over

"Of course you can. I gave you the spare key for a reason, didn't I? Uh, sorry about the mess and all. I didn't expect you to come. I didn't receive any messages. C'mere sweetheart" Lucas mentioned, giving a hand motion for you to go to him

"Really?! I could've sworn I...(looks at your phone) I forgot to click the send button" you sighed, hitting your head as you went over to Lucas

"Hey, hey. Don't do that. You'll hurt your brain even more. No harm sweetheart. My place is yours. Come. I'll order some McDonalds as well if you'd like" Lucas cooed, bringing you into his office

"Damn. Two desktops?! Bro and this processor is the latest one?!" you commented, placing your bag down and immediately inspecting his desk

"Sometimes I play some games with the guys. Feel free to use it if you'd like. Lemon tea or coke?" Lucas asked, scrolling through his phone

"Lemon tea, no ice. It's worth the money better. Are you sure I can study here? Am I not disturbing you?" you questioned, sitting on the chair

"Not at all, sweetheart. It's almost 10pm. I'm done with work. You're free to use my computer. I've ordered your favourites already. I'm going to go for a shower for a bit. Feel free to turn on some music as well, alright? And please don't study for too long. I worry you'll hurt that gorgeous head of yours" Lucas chuckled, kissing your forehead before leaving you in his study room

After settling, putting on some music with your account (which was already in Lucas' Spotify), you grabbed your books and stationery then started to study for your finals. In the midst of it, you heard Lucas coming in with McDonalds; wearing a plain T-shirt and sweats.

Because there was only one chair in his office, with your consent, Lucas placed you on his lap as he was feeding you McDonalds whilst scrolling through his phone, occasionally leaning his head on your back as he does so.

After finishing the food, Lucas was about to get up and cleaned up so you could study a bit better since he knew you didn't like a messy space but when he felt your head slightly leaning backwards, he questioned whether you were already sleepy or not.

"What's wrong love? Tired?" Lucas murmured as he placed his chin on your neck, wrapping his long arms around your waist

"Huh? Oh? Sorry. I didn't realise I was leaning back" you yawned, scrubbing your eyes but Lucas stopped the motion

"Don't. Your eyes will get irritated. I think it's about time you sleep, hmm?" Lucas commented, tucking a hair behind your ear as he kissed the side of your cheek

"Hmm. I guess so" you sighed, leaning onto Lucas's chest

"Alright princess, let me just shut everything off. Kay, let's go to bed" Lucas chuckled, carrying your small figure in his arms and tucking you into his bed before going to the other side of the bed

The next morning, you were woken up by the sound of your phone's alarm but just stayed in bed whilst scrolling through your phone until you realised that you had exams that starts in 45 minutes. Immediately, you got up and went back to the study room to grab your clothes, without even calling out to Lucas and head to the bathroom to get ready.

After getting ready, you were so ready to rush out the door and call a cab until Lucas finally called out to you. Once you told him that your exam was starting in literally 15 minutes, he just chuckled and told you that he'll drive you there; which was a first since all this time, you guys just have dates near your campus since your dorm had strict rules and Lucas would just walk you there (A/N: how you guys met is a story for next time, lol).

After packing some food for you, Lucas grabbed his car keys in one hand and your hand in the other, making your way down to the parking lot where your jaw also almost dropped again since the car Lucas owned is probably enough to pay your whole entire undergraduate life.

Whilst in the car, Lucas told you to eat so you wouldn't be hungry during the exam. He also mentioned that he'll come to pick you up to celebrate finishing your finals since he knew that you've been stressing over this last final for weeks; saying that he'll treat you out.

Once you've arrived, Lucas pulled you to give a slight peck on your forehead, encouraging you to do well in your finals and that he'll see you right after you're done. You smiled and thank him. Getting out of the car, you saw nearly the whole campus that was by the front gate staring at you; even your friends were stunned before rushing to you, managing to get a glimpse at Lucas who just smiled before leaving.

"Gurl!! I knew your boyfriend was hot, but well off? You definitely hit the jackpot!!" one of your friends blurted

"Sis!! Can we save the conversation for later? I need to get this exam over with first" you bargained

"Okay, okay, good luck with your exams!! I'll see you later!!" your friend exclaimed as you went to your exam hall

Thankfully, the exam wasn't as hard as you'd thought. You didn't know if it's because Lucas actually helped you study since he actually knew the subject or something else but you were glad to finally be done with it. After the exam, you got a text from Lucas, saying that he'll be running a bit late which you didn't mind. Your friend, who was also done with her exam, came to your exam hall and didn't spare a second before plastering with all sorts of questions.

Asking you where you've been the night before since you weren't at your dorm; and when you told her you were at Lucas' place, she squealed, asking if you guys did anything spicy which you immediately cut her off, saying that you just went there to study because the rooms near yours were getting too loud and rowdy.

You also explained how kind and caring Lucas was; despite the amount of work he had to deal with, he was still soft when it came to you. Ordering your favourites from McDonalds, letting you just barged into his apartment whenever and even using whatever he had; hearing this, all your friend can do was just squeal, saying that Lucas was the perfect boyfriend.

And right on cue, Lucas texted you saying that he's almost at the front gate. Your friend saw your smile and teased the heck out of you before letting you off just because she supported your relationship; knowing that you had a rough past and it was nice to finally see you happy with someone; someone that genuinely cares about you.

But of course, life ain't that easy. Because just as you were skidding along the halls to the front gate, you accidentally bumped into someone and dropped your phone. You immediately apologised about to get your phone when the person you bumped into stepped on your phone. Looking up, you met with the campus' miss popular with her boyfriend.

"Can you please let go. I really have to go now" you sighed, looking up

"Can't your boyfriend get you another one? Oh wait, is he the one that you're meeting? Honestly, I dunno what he sees in you. Oh wait, I think I do. He's probably just in it to play around or probably did it because of a bet" the girl scoffed but you were just not having it and shoved her feet off, nearly falling if it weren't for her boyfriend being there

After getting your phone, you were about to make a run for it before she grabbed your hair, pulling you back and making you fall; calling you names and all. When you got back to your feet again, she nearly slapped you when you got ahold of her hand about to push her back when her boyfriend came and took your hand, twisting it behind your back, allowing an opening for her to get a good punch out of you.

It felt like forever since you were trapped between the two "bullies" of your campus and for Lucas, it meant something was wrong. It's been almost 30 minutes since he arrived and called you but there was no answer at all. Frustrated, he called Winwin to track your phone as he went in to find you; thinking that you were held captive by one of NCT's enemy.

When he did see you, he felt a slight relief that it wasn't one of NCT's enemy but he was still very much pissed at the sight. When the girl was about to hit you for like the 15th time, Lucas grabbed ahold of her arm, throwing her to the floor before looking at her boyfriend who turns out to be one of the bartenders in one of NCT's bars.

"B-boss..." the man stammered, letting go of your hand as you almost dropped if it weren't for Lucas catching you

"You better come to work tonight. We'll have a lil discussion about respect? Hmm? Make sure everyone comes. Or I'll just have to report Taeyong about this" Lucas growled, making the man cowered in fear

"N-no sir. Everyone will come tonight" the man stuttered as Lucas stood up, holding your figure firmly in his arms

"Good. Wouldn't want to make a big deal out of this hmm? Oh, and do bring your girlfriend while I take mine to treat the wounds you both caused" Lucas scoffed, bringing you out of the campus

Once you've reached his car, he gently placed you and put your seatbelt on before going to the driver's seat. Once he was in, he called Kun, telling him what happened and that he's planning to have a meeting later tonight in the bar. After the call, Lucas took your hand in his, stroking your knuckles as he drove back to his apartment.

Upon arriving, he helped you get out of the car and into his apartment. Inside, he brought you to his room before going to the bathroom and grabbing some medicine for your bruised face and cut on the lips. Lucas treated all your wounds as gently as possible, worrying that he might accidentally hurt you, treating you as if you're as fragile as an egg.

After he was done, he threw all the cotton buds and ordered some food for the both of you; knowing that you will tell him whenever you're ready. He put his hoodie onto you before bringing you to the living room to cuddle and just watch the whole day. Occasionally, food will come and it was all from your favourite restaurants.

After the next 5th Disney movie ended, you told Lucas that you wanted to take a shower and he told you that you can borrow any of his clothes. He even said that he'll run you a bath but you told him that you were just going to take a light shower which Lucas didn't mind. Whilst you were showering, Lucas prepared a T-shirt and shorts along with the hoodie you were just wearing.

After your shower and putting on the clothes Lucas prepared, Lucas came and redid the medicine on your wounds before going back to watching some heart-warming movies on the bed. Feeling better, you decided to tell Lucas what happened and whilst it seemed that he was calm, his mind was off wondering the endless possibilities of teaching the two that harm you; whether it'd be physically or mentally.

Either way, Lucas listened to all your rambles, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, leaning you onto his chest, giving kisses on your forehead, cheeks and occasionally your neck, chuckling when he saw you flustered; basically making you 10x better, treating you like a queen up until you fell asleep.

When you did fall asleep, he gently tucked you into bed, kissing your forehead, smiling at your sleeping figure before leaving the room to the bar where he was more than ready to make the two-person harmed you suffer; not forgetting to ask Hendery and Yangyang to come over to watch over you.

"Sleep tight sweetheart. I'll be back before you know it, alright? No one treats my queen like trash and gets away with it" Lucas mumbled, kissing your forehead as he left as quietly as possible

and let's just say that everyone in the bar that night experienced a side of Lucas that no one would like to see or hear ever again.

"Try and lay a finger on her again, I won't be so nice next time" Lucas scoffed, seeing all the staff looked down, especially the two-person who hurt you

A/N: I hope that this was alright but yea, this fanfic has been stuck in my head for days

[sylphid187]

Coming Home, Taking Flight Chapter 3: I'm Finally Here

Hinata finally arrives in Osaka, and meets with his new housemates while waiting for tryouts.

He's tired from the trip, but he can't wait to step back into the court, especially after remembering all the monsters waiting for him to get there.

The car stops at an apartment building located just around the corners of the city. By the time the trio arrived at their destination, it was already past 10pm. As much as Kuroo had wanted to get Hinata to Osaka as quickly as possible, ignoring speed limits and having zero stops along the way, was completely out of the question. The ten hour drive goes smoothly enough, with a combination of chatter and sleep. Occasionally, Kenma had offered to switch with Kuroo in the middle of the trip, but the latter had insisted that he'd be fine after a few minutes of rest and a good meal. The two were prepared enough to have bought snacks to munch on in the car for the duration of the trip, and made sure that there was little to no mess when eating as well. 

The trio had also stopped by a small takeout spot for dinner. And as much as Shouyou loved brazillian comfort food, he also missed his fair share of Japanese takeout. Of course, Kenma never let him pay for anything, already taking out his wallet even before Shouyou had the slightest chance of pulling out a bill to pay with. This made Shouyou protest indignantly about the whole situation, but Kenma would simply give him a look that said 'no objections' and Shouyou would evidently clamp his mouth shut. It was amusing too, watching Kenma race to pay for Shouyou, and then Kuroo racing to pay for Kenma. 

If Shouyou had wanted to push, he doesn't think Kenma would really mind if he really did insist on paying for his own meal. But again, Kuroo had smiled from the sidelines and reminded Shouyou that "It's better to just run with it chibi-chan. Let Kenma spoil you a little more while we're here, and we'll be out of your hair by the end of the day." 

Shouyou personally thinks that Kenma has already spoiled him plenty, but he decides to take Kuroo's advice and allow Kenma to do as he pleases, especially if it makes his friend happy. He settles for "Thanks a lot Kenma." because if anything, he really is thankful. The smile he gets is it's own reward, for him and Kuroo both.

When they arrive, Shouyou is slightly snoring in the back seat. He feels someone nudge him gently on the side, and he blinks his bleary eyes open to see Kenma there looming over him with a small smile on his face. "Wake up Shouyou, we're here." 

"Wha…?" 

"Wakey wakey chibi-chan! Gotta get you to a nice warm bed before you knock out!" He spots Kuroo standing at Kenma's side and he rubs the sleep off his eyes one more time. He lets out a yawn and then proceeds to make his way out of the car's back seat. Once he steps outside, he stretches his arms and legs for good measure. 

He looks over to Kuro and Kenma again before giving them a small bow. "Thank you so much for driving me to Osaka!" 

He hears Kenma sigh and Kuro lets out another laugh in amusement. "Shouyou, stop thanking us. We were happy to do it." Kenma tells him, and he looks to see his friend with a small smile on his face. 

"Yeah come on chibi-chan, consider it a welcome home gift. Besides, you got to spend more than ten precious hours with yours truly." Kuroo tells him with a grin and a thumbs up. This gets Kenma to whack Kuroo on the head for good measure. 

Shouyou looks around again and looks towards the apartment that they've parked in front of. "Uhm, not that I'm not grateful but…." Shouyou scans the building again and looks around the area, to get some kind of clue, but the whole neighborhood already seemed to be asleep. "Where exactly are we? I didn't think people had apartments for overnight rent around here?" 

"You aren't here to rent an apartment chibi-chan." 

Shouyou's eyes widened. "You didn't buy an apartment did you?! Please tell me you didn't! I only needed a place to stay for two nights!" As absurd as it sounded, Shouyou really wouldn't put it past Kenma and Kuroo at this point.

Kenma actually chuckles at this. "I mean, we could definitely afford it, yeah." Shouyou's eyes widen even more, before the other continues "But no Shouyou, we didn't  buy an apartment. And even if we did, there's no way I'm letting you pay for it." and this allows him to release a sigh of panic and relief. He was already grateful to everything Kenma had done, he didn't want his friend needlessly spending for him, no matter how much Shouyou knew they could afford it. 

"You are staying here though, chibi-chan." Kuroo finally tells him, pointing up. "Third floor if I remember correctly. We're just waiting for the owners to come get you." 

"Owners?" And as if on cue...

"HEY HEY HEY!!!" Shouyou's eyes widen at the familiar greeting, and he can't help the wide grin that spreads across his face. He turns around, already knowing the identity of the man approaching, and looks to see Bokuto Koutarou there with a tired looking Akaashi Keiji following behind him. 

"Bokuto-san please, let's not wake the neighbors."

"Bokuto-san!" He runs forward to meet them halfway, and he's already feeling the sleepiness leave his body. 

"Kaashi! Look! It's my number one disciple!" Boukuto meets Hinata's embrace and uses his strength to try to carry the shorter male, enveloping him in a bear hug, and twirling them around.

"Yes Bokuto-san, so I see." Akaashi looks at them both with a smile. He then looks over to the orange-haired male and goes over to ruffle his hair. "Hello Hinata. Welcome home." 

"Hi Akaashi-san! It's so good to see you again." Hinata smiles wide while still being twirled around by Bokuto. He can't help the laughter that escapes him, as his mentor carries him around for everyone to see. 

"You too. You're looking well Hinata." Akaashi tells him kindly. "Bokuto-san, now might be a good time to help Hinata take his things up to our apartment?" 

"Ah! You're right Kaashi!" Bokuto comes to a stop and then releases Shouyou from the hug. "Come on, my disciple! Let's get your things into the apartment!" Both males had looked towards the car to see all of the things that needed to be carried into their home, and they began to slowly grab things to take up the steps and into the apartment. 

After the whole exchange with Bokuto and Akaashi, Kuroo and Kenma had gotten to work unloading Shouyou's things and handing them over to the other two. By the time all the greetings and hugs were over, all of his belongings were successfully taken to the apartment on the third floor. Shouyou had insisted that he could  carry his things up by himself, and all he needed was for them to show him the way. But his friends were very insistent on helping, Bokuto happily boasting that carrying a luggage atop three flights of stairs was no trouble at all for someone like himself. Shouyou was also pretty sure the apartment building may have had a small elevator for situations like move-ins, but Bokuto had insisted that he wanted the extra cardio. 

Once all of Shouyou's things were brought up, Kenma and Kuro stood at the doorway waiting for the moment they could say their goodbyes. The five of them stood there chatting with one another and catching up, as Kuroo and Bokuto were joking around about one thing or the other, while Kenma and Akaashi were looking on with exasperation. 

"I don't get how they have so much energy at this hour. I'm looking at them and I get tired just by looking. Kuro's energy goes from five to ten every time he's with Bokuto." Kenma says with a sigh, but Shouyou doesn't miss the fond look on his face as he looks at Kuroo. 

"I can't comprehend it either, on most days. Bokuto-san seems to have an endless reserve of energy stored in his body. I was sure that would have dwindled with all the practice he does after he's gone pro." Akaashi says with a shake of the head. "I was wrong, of course. It seems to have magically multiplied now, tenfold." 

"Bokuto-san seems to be the same as ever. I'm looking forward to seeing him play on the court again!" Shouyou chirps in. He couldn't wait for the opportunity to play with his mentor! He was already itching to get on the court.

"Ah that's right, he mentioned it to me the other day, that you were trying out for the Black Jackals. Are you nervous?" Akaashi asks with a tilt of his head "There's a lot of familiar faces on that team." 

"I am! I'm super nervous, but I'm just really excited to play indoor volleyball again." Shouyou tells them. He's been to some of the indoor matches in Brazil that Coach Lucio had allowed him to participate in, but he was still mostly competing on the beach with Heitor. He's been thankful to be allowed to practice with the indoor volleyball team there during weekends too, but now he's about to get the opportunity to go toe to toe with a bunch of indoor monsters. 

"I'm sorry I won't be able to watch you, but I'm sure you'll do well." Akaashi-san tells him encouragingly. 

"You'll make it Shouyou. I'm excited to see how many people will be shocked at the sight of the smallest player on the court, to not be trying out as a libero." Kenma says with a smug smile. 

"I might not be the smallest player though Kenma!" Shouyou says with a pout. "I'm not as short any more." 

"Still shorter than most though." Kenma says jokingly, and he swears he can hear Akaashi chuckling.

"I can't wait to have you on the team, my disciple!" Shouyou suddenly feels a hand that loops around his shoulder and tilts his head up to see Bokuto and Kuroo there, joining in on the conversation. "I think Tsum-Tsum will be happy to toss to you! And he doesn't really like tossing to just anybody." 

"Ah, Miya right?" Kuroo puts a hand on his chin in contemplation. "Guy's got a reputation of expecting the best out of his spikers. People say he's never been one to attend tryouts much either, because he doesn't have high expectations for newbies making it on the team. You're trying out as a middle blocker yeah?" 

Shouyou shakes his head. "No, I'm planning to try out as an opposite hitter actually! But I need to make sure they know I can be a good all-rounder too." He notices how only Kenma doesn't seem to be surprised by this.

"Huh. Then Miya is definitely someone you wanna impress." Kuroo tells him with a nod. 

"Aw, Tsum-Tsum really isn't that bad! But yeah I guess he does give off that vibe of being a bit unapproachable. He'll be watching this year though, all of us will. Coach's orders." Bokuto says. "It's less of him thinking less of new players from the get-go, but more of just how disappointed he gets when they don't meet his expectations." 

"And Miya Atsumu certainly has some very big expectations." Akaashi says in agreement. 

"Miya just knows what he wants." Kenma replies with a shrug. "I don't think there's anything wrong with knowing what you want and making sure you get the best out of every play. He's good enough to demand the best and have all these spikers dancing to his tune, it's only a matter of being good enough to keep up with him." 

Kuroo suddenly grins again and Shouyou feels the older male looking at him. "Miya Atsumu is considered a monster, and the only other people who could keep up, are monsters just like him." 

Shouyou remembers the Miya twins from when they beat Karasuno all those years ago. Inarizaki had punched their way into the Spring Interhigh semi finals back during 2015, and Shouyou remembers the rush his team had felt having been given another opportunity to face them on the court. His highschool days were honestly filled with opportunity when it came to being face to face with members of the monster generation, but among those talented monsters, there was no denying the genius that was Miya Atsumu. Kageyama was of course one of those geniuses of their time, the 'King of the Court' himself, but they were on the same team. There was a different thrill of having greats as opponents, versus the thrill of having them on your side. 

Shouyou also remembers a vague memory when their team had won their first bout with Inarizaki high. 

"Shouyou-kun, Imma toss to ya one day." 

Shouyou can't help but smile at the memory. He wonders briefly what it'll finally be like to have a setter like Miya Atsumu, and figures the only way to find out is to go tryouts and do everything he can to impress. If he wanted a setter who could get him to new heights, he needed to show them that he could hit anything they could ever think of throwing his way. 

"You guys sure you don't want to stay the night? We still have some futons you can use." Shouyou hears Akaashi ask, and he looks up to catch Kuroo raising his hands and gesturing "no". 

"Nah, Kenma and I'll make the drive home. You guys have some quality time with chibi-chan and catch up, yeah?" Kuroo slings an arm over Kenma's shoulder again and leans his head towards the other.

"Or Kuroo can go alone, and I can stay here." Kenma shrugs. "I wanna stay with Shouyou more."

Kuroo lets out another gasp. "Kenma! How could you?! You don't want to spend more time with me?!" 

Shouyou can't help but let out a laugh, but whatever he has to say is interrupted by Akaashi instead. "You know what, I take it back. I don't think being exposed to your flirting is healthy." And this gets a good laugh out of all of them. 

"Alright enough, we really have to get going. It's hella late, and I want to get some shut eye tonight. Then again, it's not like Kenma sleeps early anyway." Kuroo grins at them, and nudges Kenma to move. The gamer looks over to his partner and nods. 

"I'll see you around Shoyou. Good luck with tryouts." Kenma comes over to give Shouyou one more hug, and he hugs back immediately. "Remember to call me and send me updates. I'm still your sponsor after all." 

"Thank you again for taking me to Osaka, Kenma. And for literally everything else. You guys have a safe trip home!" He goes over to Kuroo as well and allows the taller male to give him a hug and a good pat on the head. When all is said and done, the two also move to say their goodbyes to Akaashi and Bokuto. 

They wave goodbye, the three of them looming over the third floor as they watch the pair get into their car and zoom away in the night. Once the car is completely gone from their view, Bokuto and Akaashi usher Shouyou inside their humble home, complete with welcome smiles and seemingly endless chatter. 

Once Shouyou is inside, he takes a little time to look around the place and can't help but think of how it immediately reminds him of the pair in front of him. There's a level of organization within the household that definitely reminds him of Akaashi, but he notices the MSBY jacket hanging on the side, including some owl memorabilia decorating the house, that he is sure came from Bokuto. Shouyou thinks it's a good balance between the two, and those who knew them well enough would definitely feel at home. 

The apartment itself is considerably well sized, and very spacious for the two. There's a sofa and a small television in their living room area, which was connected to their small kitchen. There was an island counter separating the two spaces, along with the stove and other cooking tools. A small table on the side that can comfortably sit four people, was also present. Shouyou could make out around three doors from where he was standing, which he assumes to be rooms and possibly a bathroom. 

"Here we are, my disciple!" Bokuto gestures wildly as they enter. 

"We placed your things in the room to the left, Hinata. You can use that room while you're here." Akaashi points to him. "Kuroo's mentioned that you've gotten to eat dinner on the road, so we'll leave it up to you to rest for now." 

"Thank you Akaashi-san, for letting me stay here on such short notice." Shouyou bows again and he feels someone pat his head affectionately. 

"There was no way we were letting you stay in some random budget hotel. Kenma sounded livid over text." Shouyou lets out a nervous laugh. He could honestly tell Kenma wasn't too happy when he mentioned staying at a hotel, and he got an earful from both of his friends even after they mentioned that they'd found a place for him to stay. 

 

"Tsk, that's a no-no, Hinata!" Bokuto beams up at him and ruffles his hair again. "Next time, you tell us when you need help. Because that's what we're here for! I would never let my number one disciple traverse through Osaka alone!" 

The bi-color haired male then looks to his partner and asks "Did I use 'traverse' right Kaashi?!" 

"Yes you did Bokuto-san." 

"Kaashi! Why won't you call me Koutaorou anymore?" Shouyou could definitely hear the pout oozing out of Bokuto's voice. 

"My apologies, it's a force of habit. To be fair, you haven't addressed me by my first name either." 

"Keiji!" The two bantering was a welcoming sight, and one Shouyou thinks he'll be seeing often during the duration of his stay. 

The three of them eventually move on to discussing house rules, and teaching Shouyou where everything was. The two residents weren't strict or particularly picky by any means. They just let him know that Akaashi tended to stay up late due to his deadlines and the nature of his profession, and Bokuto usually woke up first, due to the nature of his. They had simply explained to Shouyou when Akaashi would need his privacy, but other than that, he was free to roam around the apartment as he pleased. 

He was also thankful to the two when they mentioned he was free to use any of the utensils and appliances, barring those personal sanitary ones in the bathroom, like toothbrushes and such, for obvious hygienic reasons. Shouyou tells them immediately after, that he wants to go grocery shopping tomorrow, and wishes to cook them a meal for dinner as a thank you. This immediately excites Bokuto and boasts about being the 'best tour guide ever' to his disciple. 

Shouyou takes his time to familiarize himself with everything, before kindly suggesting that he would like to turn in for the night. He asks a few questions about the neighborhood from Akaashi, saying that he plans to go for a morning jog. The latter is happy to oblige his questions and explains the area in a simple enough manner for him not to get lost tomorrow. "Feel free to call us if you do get lost." Akaashi tells him with a teasing smile. 

"And try not to run too fast! Daichi mentioned once that you ran so fast you made it all the way to Shiratorizawa by mistake!" Bokuto tells him with a grin. 

"Urk! Bokuto-san! I've gotten better with directions now, I promise!" Shouyou exclaims. He refuses to believe he'll end up lost on the first day in Osaka. 

He says his good-nights to the two after this, and walks to his room. He immediately thinks that this is Akaashi's room, with how neat and tidy everything is, and knows that the two will be staying at Bokuto's room while he is present. His luggage is carefully arranged at the corner, and the bed is made with new linens and covers. He smiles as he thinks of how thankful he is that his friends really did go through all this trouble for him. And he's amazed they managed to clean up on such short notice as well, but he assumes that Akaashi is naturally tidy anyway.

Shouyou changes into comfortable sleepwear before falling face-first onto the bed. By now, the ten hour car ride was catching up to him, and he couldn't help but suddenly feel so exhausted due to the long trip and the hour of the day. He immediately sets his alarm via his phone, before placing it on his bedside. Once satisfied, he rolls over until he's facing the ceiling. He looks up and feels sleep begin to overtake him, but even through the sleepiness and weariness, Shouyou is excited. 

He's finally here. Finally in Osaka. Finally getting ready to fly. 

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Home: Chapter 8/8

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Epilogue

Beca arrived back in Hogsmeade on the night before the one year anniversary of the Battle of Hogwarts. Hogwarts was hosting a memorial service honouring those who had fallen and celebrating the victory they'd won. Beca still wasn't sure how she was gonna face it.

She felt sick and shaky as she walked around the picturesque village. She had a room booked in the Hog's Head booked for the night, and she was eager to get there so she could have a drink and settle her nerves. It took a glass or two of Firewhiskey to get her through the day now.

As she made her way to the inn she passed by a new statue that had been erected in the centre of the village square. The statue showed what appeared to be a Hogwarts student with their wand aimed at some unseen foe. The student's long hair was flowing behind her, her face held an expression of determination.

She didn't remember it being that way, but she figured no one wanted a statue that showed children cowering behind a broken pillar.

The student was stood on a plinth that had 'To those who fought and died at the Battle of Hogwarts' engraved on it. Below was a list of names.

Beca found hers quickly. Her eyes filled with tears as she reached up to brush her fingers against the engraved gold lettering.

'Chloe Beale, 17.'

The list was made up of over 50 names with their ages, all of them had died fighting against Voldemort and his followers. There were no Death Eaters memorialised on this statue, she saw.

She wiped her eyes on the back of her hand and made her way to the Hog's Head.

She really needed that drink.

The inside of the Hog's Head was dark and grubby and busier than she'd like, but it she knew it was still considerably quieter than the Three Broomsticks would be. She was in too much danger running into people there, and she wasn't ready to face her friends yet.

"Hey, I have a room booked for two nights," Beca said, approaching the bar.

"Name?" The gruff barman asked, opening a large book and looking down at the list of names.

"Beca Mitchell," she replied.

His eyes flicked up from the book.

"Student?"

"I was. I'm not now," she said. She could feel her hands sweating and her stomach turning.

He grunted and seemed satisfied. She let out a sigh of relief. She was tired of people asking her about the battle. She had to relive it every night in her dreams, she didn't want to talk about it when she was awake.

He dropped a key on the bar in front of her. "Room 12," he said.

She pocketed the key but didn't leave the bar. "Can I get a double Firewhiskey?"

He poured out her drink. "On the house," he said.

"Why?" Beca asked, her hand in her bag, ready to pull out her money.

"Kids that fought in that battle don't pay for drinks here," he said.

"How do you know I fought?"

"You've got that look in your eye," he said.

She drank the Firewhiskey in one swallow and felt immediately better. The fire spread down her throat and into her stomach, burning away the sickness and anxiety that had settled in her since she'd arrived.

He poured another for her. "Take it easy with this one," he said, screwing the lid back on the bottle and replacing it on the shelf. "Carry on drinking it like that and you'll do yourself some damage."

"The damage is already done," she said, tipping the glass back. "Thanks for the drinks."

She climbed down off the barstool and made her way up to her room. Carrying her trunk and empty owl cage with her. Newt was out hunting and Beca didn't expect to see him for a few nights. He always found where she was though.

It was only 10pm but she changed into some pyjamas and climbed into bed. The bed was small and the mattress was lumpy, but Beca didn't mind.

The Firewhiskey had done its job, and Beca found she could think about Chloe without it causing her too much pain.

She pulled a photograph out of her wallet, and curled up on her side watching it.

It was a photo of her and Chloe, taken during that first blissful summer they had spent together.

The two were laughing and hugging and just basking in the joy of being together.

"I miss you," she whispered, wishing Chloe could hear her. Wishing she could respond.

She woke up the next morning with a stiff neck from the bed, and a dull ache in her head from the Firewhiskey.

The carriages to take them up to Hogwarts were leaving Hogsmeade station at 11am, so Beca showered and dressed and made her way back down into the bar.

She didn't feel ready to do this. She didn't want to see Hogwarts again, and she wasn't sure if she was ready to see her friends again. The last time she'd seen them was at Chloe's funeral, and although she'd replied to the occasional letters they'd sent, she knew she should have made more of an effort to keep in touch.

"You after some breakfast?" The barman from last night asked as Beca sat up on a stool.

Beca shook her head. "Can I get a coffee?"

He nodded and flicked his wand. The coffee maker in the corner started rattling and a few seconds later a cup of lukewarm coffee slid across the bar and stopped in front of her.

She took a sip and tried not to grimace at the taste.

The bar had a few people in it, but it was pretty quiet so she easily heard the tinkle of a bell as the door to the inn opened.

"Beca?"

Beca turned and saw Stacie standing there.

"Hey," Beca said, feeling a rush of anxiety mixed with a sudden desire to cry. She had missed Stacie a lot, but she was afraid she'd be mad at her for not keeping in touch.

To Beca's relief, Stacie crossed the room quickly and pulled Beca into a hug.

"Shit, it's good to see you," Stacie said, closing her eyes as she felt Beca hug her back, tightly. "I've been worried about you."

"Sorry," Beca said, not ready to let go yet. "It's… It's just been hard, you know?"

"I know," Stacie replied.

"How did you know I was here?"

"I didn't," Stacie said, their hug finally ending. "But you weren't at the Three Broomsticks with the others so I figured if you were anywhere it would be here. Now," she placed her hands on Beca's shoulders so she could look into her eyes, "how are you?"

Beca gave a small laugh and shook her head. "I'm fucking terrible," she said.

"Yeah," Stacie said with a sigh, "I figured as much."

"How are you?"

"I'm okay," Stacie said. "I get nightmares a lot. The occasional panic attack. You know, you're standard PTSD stuff. But I've been working through it all with my therapist, so it's better than it was. Plus I got a job at St Mungo's and they're training me to be a Healer which is pretty cool."

"That's awesome, Stace. Not the PTSD stuff, but the therapist and the Healer stuff. I'm so proud of you," Beca said, genuinely happy for the first time in a long time. Stacie had always wanted to be a Healer throughout their school years, but since none of them had been able to take their N.E.W.T.s it was harder for them to get the jobs they wanted. She knew Stacie and Aubrey had gone back to do their exams but Beca hadn't wanted to. She wasn't really sure what she wanted to do anymore anyway.

"Thanks," Stacie said, grinning. "What about you then? What have you been doing with yourself?"

Beca looked down at her watch and saw it was 10:40. "We should get going," she said.

"You'll fill me in later?"

"Yeah," Beca said. "There isn't much to tell though."

"I still wanna hear about it," Stacie said as they walked out of the Hog's Head and towards Hogsmeade station. "Aubrey and the others are meeting us there."

Beca nodded but was starting to feel sick and nervous again.

She wasn't ready to see the castle again.

She wanted to turn around and walk back to the Hog's Head. She wanted to grab her stuff from her room and disapparate. She just wasn't sure where she wanted to go. She still hadn't found home.

But as her steps began to falter, she felt Stacie put a hand on her back.

"It'll be okay," she said, as if she was reading her mind. "I was really freaking out before I went back to do my N.E.W.T.s but it was fine. Just focus on all the good memories you had there, not the bad ones."

Beca nodded again, because she didn't have it in her to answer.

She didn't want to say that the happy memories hurt just as much as the bad ones because they reminded her of what she had lost.

Just past Hogsmeade station she saw crowds of people who were waiting to be taken up the castle. Hagrid was there, helping groups of people into the carriages which would be pulled along by the Thestrals.

With a jolt in her stomach she saw a group of people with red hair before realising they were Weasleys.

She needed a drink.

She greeted Aubrey and Jesse and her other friends without even being really aware of it. She didn't feel present anymore. She felt like she was watching from the sidelines as she climbed into a carriage beside Stacie and the others.

The others were talking loudly but Beca couldn't focus on what they were saying. She was thinking about all the other journeys she had taken in these carriages. With the exception of the one after the battle last year, Chloe had been in all of them.

Always happy, always excited, always endlessly chattering.

Tears filled her eyes as she stared out of the window, trying to forget.

She felt someone tapping her foot, and she looked down to see Aubrey sitting across from her, tapping her foot lightly with her shoe.

Beca's eyes met Aubrey's and she saw they were also full of tears.

"I miss her too," she whispered, just loud enough for Beca to hear. "Every day."

Beca nodded and swallowed, trying not to cry properly. She felt immensely guilty that she hadn't reached out to Aubrey this whole year.

Chloe had been Aubrey's best friend since they were little kids, they'd grown up together.

"I'm… I'm sorry," Beca choked out, her voice barely audible.

The others seemed to notice something was happening and fell silent.

"I'm sorry," Beca said, louder this time.

"Stacie, switch seats with me," Aubrey said, her voice wavering. "Please."

With difficulty, Stacie stood and swapped seats with Aubrey, so the blond was now sitting beside Beca.

Aubrey took Beca's hand and squeezed it tightly. "Don't say sorry," Aubrey said. "You don't have to be sorry, this wasn't your fault."

"I tried to keep her safe," Beca said, crying hard now.

"I know you did," Aubrey replied.

The memorial service passed by in a blur. Professor McGonagall had stood in front of them all and had talked about the battle.

She spoke about the victory they had won, but also about the losses they had suffered.

She read a list of the names of everyone who had lost their lives and then a two minute silence was held which even Peeves had observed.

Other professors and even the Minister for Magic Kingsley Shacklebolt made speeches, but Beca wasn't really listening.

She wanted Chloe. She needed her. It was so unfair… so monstrously unfair that Chloe wasn't here anymore and Beca couldn't stand it. She'd spent the last year travelling around the country, using the money she'd made from selling her family home to stay in pubs and inns and even some muggle B&Bs, trying to outrun these feelings. She'd kept herself numb with Firewhiskey and whatever other alcohol she could buy, and had become adapt and mixing up sleeping draughts so she could sleep without fear of dreaming.

But now she was sober, and back in the only place she had ever called home, and she couldn't run anymore.

She wasn't the only one in the room who was struggling to hold it together, she knew that. The Great Hall was full of loss. Heavy with it. It touched everyone in the room. And Beca tried to remind herself that she wasn't alone. She still had friends that cared. Friends that didn't blame her for what had happened. Friends who felt the same pain she did.

But despite all of this she felt alone.

She had grown up without any kind of love in her life. She'd never gotten anything but cold disdain and hatred from her father and she'd never had friends until she'd gotten to Hogwarts.

Chloe had been the one to show her what love really felt like. Not just romantic love, but the love that comes from friendship and acceptance. Stacie had shown her too, and so did the rest of the friends she'd made, but Chloe was the one who'd singled her out on that first journey to Hogwarts. She'd recognised her surname, known what that meant, but befriended her anyway. Without Chloe she knew Aubrey wouldn't have spoken to her. She wouldn't have joined Flitwick's choir and wouldn't have found herself a group of friends that felt more like family than her own father did. Chloe had shown her what home felt like.

And now Chloe was gone.

Suddenly people around her started applauding and Beca realised the last of the speeches had finished.

"Hey Becs?" Stacie asked from beside her.

"Yeah?"

"Can we go outside? Please?"

"Yeah," Beca said, noticing the way Stacie's breathing was a little quicker than it had been. "Yeah of course." She took Stacie's hand and guided her through the crowd of people that were beginning to stand up from their benches and mingle with each other.

They made it out of the Great Hall and into the grounds and were soon sitting on the slope of grass beside the lake.

"Sorry about that," Stacie said, trying to regain control of her breathing. "I'm not big on crowds and being back in there was rough. Sort of brought it all back."

"That's okay," Beca said. "You don't need to be sorry. Are you okay?"

"Fine," Stacie said. "This just happens sometimes. Thanks for getting me out of there."

"No problem," Beca said.

"You keep disappearing," Stacie said. She tapped Beca on her forehead. "In there."

"Yeah," Beca said. "I don't mean to. I try to stay out of my head as much as I can but it's been hard today. She's just everywhere, you know?"

"I know," Stacie said. "She was really special person. And I know she loved you as much as you loved her. And I can't pretend to know how much it must hurt, but I just wanted to say you aren't alone, Beca."

Beca wiped her eyes and nodded, trying not to cry fully.

"I mean it," Stacie continued. "You're my best friend. I love you and I miss you. And I'm here for you, okay?"

Beca swallowed hard. "Thank you," she choked out. "I miss you too, Stace. And I love you too. I'm sorry I've been such a shit friend this year. I just ran away. I thought it would help. I'm sorry." And she started crying again but this time more from the guilt of abandoning her best friend for the past year. Stacie put an arm around her shoulder and pulled her close.

"Hey, shh, it's okay," she said. "Don't apologise. You're grieving Becs, there's no wrong or right way to do it. Listen, where are you staying now?"

"The Hog's Head?"

"No, I don't mean like, right now. I mean, like where are you living?" Stacie asked.

"Oh, um, nowhere I guess," Beca replied

"What do you mean?"

"I've just been traveling around the country this year. I tried to find my Mom's family but from what I've found out they all died before I was born. I guess that's why she was alone when she died and why I ended up in a foster home," Beca said. "But I found her grave at least, and some pictures." Beca sniffed and wiped her eyes again before she continued. "I don't really have a home anymore Stacie. I've just been staying in pubs and inns trying to figure out what I want to do."

"So what do you want to do?" Stacie asked.

"Get wasted mostly."

"Beca," Stacie sighed.

"I know. I know, it's fucked up. I know it isn't healthy. But I just… I miss her so fucking much. And when I drink enough I can stop thinking about her," Beca said, her voice sounding ragged now. "I just want her back."

"Of course you do," Stacie said, squeezing her close again. "Look, I wanted to ask you something."

"What's that?"

"I want to move out and get a place of my own. I love my parents and everything, but I feel like it's time to, like, take the next step. And I wanted to know if you wanted to move in with me?"

Beca was so taken aback she pulled herself out of Stacie's arms so she could look at her. "Wait, what? For real? Why would you want to live with me?"

Stacie let out a slight huff. "Loads of reasons. Number one, you're my best friend." She started ticking them off on he fingers. "Number two, I miss you and I miss living with you. Number three, you're suffering and I hate that you're doing it alone. Number four-"

"Okay," Beca said, cutting her off. "Okay, I get it. Are you sure about this Stace? I don't have a job or anything yet, and I have money from my dad but it won't last forever and… I'm not the same. I'm… I feel so angry now. I don't want you to see that side of me."

"You think I'm the same as I used to be? I'm angry too, Beca. And I'm scared. A lot. I get panic attacks and nightmares. Did you know that during the battle Aubrey, Jesse and I ended up trapped in a corridor in the pitch black with a bunch of snatchers? One of them had used that Peruvian Instant Darkness Powder without realising it would stop them from seeing too, and they started just throwing out killing curses in a panic. They killed each other but it was only pure luck that they didn't get us. I need to sleep with a fucking night light now," Stacie said, looking angry for the first time all day. "None of us are the same anymore. The battle fucked us all up."

"I'm sorry Stacie," Beca said, feeling immensely guilty again. "I didn't know."

"It's okay," Stacie said. "So, what do you think? I can't do this alone, and I want to do it with you."

Beca hesitated. "Are you sure about this?" She asked.

"More than sure," Stacie said.

Beca took a deep breath. "Okay," she said, allowing herself a smile.

"Yeah? You want to?"

"I want to," Beca said.

How could she say no? Stacie was offering her what she'd been searching for. Stacie was offering her a home.

The End.

[ft-stories-lgbt]

Hi love! I'm sorry it took so long before I gave you an answer ! I Hope you'll like it! @watcher-ofthe-sky

Prompt: "My head is full of you but my arms are empty"

Jellal sighs as he enters the hotel room. He is tired from the flight, and his body seems to weigh a hundred tons more with every step he takes.

Closing the door behind him, he runs a hand through his hair, taking in the room. It’s simple enough; just a bed in the middle of the place, with a nightstand next to it. There's another door not too far off, probably for the bathroom, and he can spot his luggage in the very corner of the rom. Nothing fancy, but it'll do for the night, and as long as he can get a good night’s sleep, that’s all that matters.

The man doesn't waste time and makes his way toward the bathroom, already taking his coat off. A yawn escapes his lips while he gets rid of the remainder of his clothes.

When the hot water finally slides down his skin, he allows himself to close his eyes for a moment, enjoying the way his body is slowly warming up, as his sore muscles relax, tension easing.

He’d left his house early this morning, having just the time to have breakfast with his husband, before heading for the airport to take the flight so he could attend the meeting he's having tomorrow. A little smile makes its way onto his lips as he thinks of the sleepy face Erik had earlier that day, eyes barely open but determined to spend a few more minutes with him before he went. Ten years being together and eight years of marriage barely allowed their love to fade; in fact, Jellal would say it’s made what’s between them grow further. Even if he has to go overseas for a few days at least once a month for work, it’s never shattered their relationship.

Jellal shakes his head drowsily and opens his eyes once more. As much as he enjoys the water on his skin, he desperately wants to sleep, so he quickly cleans his body before stepping out of the shower.

It's only when he is completely dry that he remembers that he didn't take any clothes with him. Sighing, he wraps the towel around his hips before going back to the bedroom where his luggage is. He opens it on the bed and he stops as his eyes meet with two post-it notes, a pink and a green one, stuck on top of his clothes.

Lifting an eyebrow, he takes the pink one between his fingers and can't help but smile as he recognizes the neat handwriting that belongs to his husband.

"I bet you forgot to take your PJs in the bathroom with you again?" it says, and Jellal laughs at that. His husband knows him a little too well.

He picks up the green one and this time rolls his eyes fondly as he reads the few words on it: "Did I tell you how much I love you lately? Because I do. I love you."

"I love you too." he murmurs, even though Erik is not next to him to hear it.

Jellal has no idea when Erik found the time to slide these little notes in here, but as he gently puts them back from where he took them, he realizes that it was exactly what he needed.

Jellal takes a look at the time, hoping that if it’s not too late he can maybe call his husband and tell him that he loves him too. But it's 10pm where he is, which means it's past 2am for Erik. He is probably asleep and while Jellal knows if he calls, Erik would answer, he doesn't have the heart to disturb him.

Sighing in defeat, he decides to go through his clothes and takes some pajamas, but as he removes the attire his gaze finds a blue post it, slowly falling and making its way toward the ground. He catches it swiftly and take a good look at it.

"My head is full of you but my arms are empty. I hope I'll dream of you tonight and I'll pray for tomorrow to come faster. Sleep well my one and only."

Jellal feels his eyes sting as his heart clenched a little. He misses his husband and reading these had done nothing but makes him crave his presence more. He knows he won't be able to sleep even if he is tired. Not until he could tell Erik how much he loves him too. He pulls on his pants before taking his phone. He doesn't care what time it is anymore; all he wants is to hear the voice of the one he loves.

The phone rings two times before a groggy voice is heard, and Jellal shuts his eyes, picturing the sleepy face of Erik.

"Babe…?" Erik says, voice thick with sleep. "It's two in the morning here…"

"Yeah, I know… I'm sorry." Jellal answers, his voice soft.

There's a little pause and Jellal can hear the bed cracking and the sheets being shuffled. He can imagine that the bed is a mess right now; Erik has always been a restless sleeper.

"Hey… is everything alright?" Erik asks, sounding more awake.

"Yeah... I just found your little notes."

"Little... oh, yeah. Left them here when you were sleeping last night."

"Thank you. They cheered me up." Jellal says tenderly.

"You don't have to thank me; but you don't sound cheered up, more like… nostalgic."

"Probably because it made me miss you a little more." Jellal laughs.

"Oh..."

Jellal can almost see the little blush appearing on the tanned cheeks, the way Erik would avoid his gaze, flustered by the affection.

"I miss you too." Erik whispers.

"Mmh… and I love you too." Jellal hums contentedly.

"Uh... did you wake me up to be all sappy on me? Because I'm going to hang."

At this, Jellal can't help but laugh. No matter how many years they've been together, Erik is still shy and uncomfortable expressing his love out loud. He’s fine to show it or to write it down, but it’s always a battle for him to actually say the words.

"You and I both know that you're not going to do that. I'll keep calling you non-stop otherwise."

"I'll just turn my phone off."

"You wouldn't dare."

"Want to bet?"

Jellal can practically hear the challenging smile in Erik’s voice.

"You're impossible."

Despite having been on the phone with his husband for only a few minutes, Jellal can already tell that he is feeling a little bit better, so he turns the lights off and then slides under the cover, resting his phone next to him, after turning the speaker on.

"And yet you're still married to me." Erik says.

"Indeed. I must be crazy or something."

"Definitely crazy. But that's not news to me." his husband chuckles.

Jellal rolls his eyes.

"As much as I would love to talk to you more, you have a meeting tomorrow and I have some pretty little snakes to take care of, early at the Zoo…"

"Yeah, I know. I'm sorry for waking you up." Jellal interrupts, wanting to end this quickly so they can both get a good night’s sleep.

"It's okay, babe. We will see each other when you come home tomorrow, okay?"

"Alright... goodnight, love. I love you."

There's only silence for a moment, and Jellal is afraid that somehow the call has ended, but then he can hear a soft sigh, and Erik’s voice comes over the speakers again.

"I love you too, sweetheart. Sleep well."

Jellal smiles widely at the words, but before he can say anything the conversation is over, and his eyes meet the home screen of his phone. A picture of Erik and himself, faces pressed together, greets him. Both of them have a silly grin on their lips, eyes glimmering with happiness.

And it's with this picture and the voice of his husband still running through his mind, that he finally falls asleep, content with the knowledge that Erik is always there for him.

*

And thank you to my sweet little dragon @ceruleanshockwave for doing the beta job for me!

[rionebuys]

'I'm in...' (Chapter 5)

Annabelle Parker. She was constantly on Daniel's mind. She was beautiful, yet she was shy and innocent. Daniel liked that, he didn't know how innocent but it was clear that she was more focused on her career than anything else. He loved her ambition, her passion and most of all he loved her talent. Being in Cape Town and spending time with her really showed him a different side of women. She wasn't like the rest, she was a gem, she was golden and he liked that about her. She didn't think the way other girls did and she didn't dress like them either, she stood out above all of them and he was glad he had the eyes to see her. Daniel just landed at O.R. Tambo international airport, he was back in Johannesburg and he already missed her. He got a text timed last night at 10pm from Donovan. 'Hey bro, both Matt and I landed and arrived safety at your condo. Matt is still heavy jet lagged but we're looking forward to seeing you.' Daniel smiled slightly as he read it, he missed Donovan and Matt, he could imagine the fourteen year old being passed out and his bed being ruined. Ever since Matthew was born he had formed a close with his uncle Danny. If there were sleepovers Matt always insisted on sleeping next to his uncle or at least taking his uncle's bed. Daniel never minded, Matt could be his son for all he cared, he loved that little guy so much. Sometimes when he got visits like this or went back to New York he would feel guilty for being so distant at times with his family, but he couldn't help it, there was a hole in his heart and no one could fill it. Except Belle. He thought, too soon? Speaking of, Daniel saw it was past midnight, he wondered if he should call her and tel her he's safe. Mmm maybe she won't care, or she's asleep. Debating this Daniel decided to just send her a text. 'Just landed and now on my way home. I miss you already. -D' He locked his iPhone and looked out the window as he took the sight of the city again. Being back in JHB was good but he wished that Belle was here with him. He could imagine going to visit her on a daily basis, bringing her flowers, having dinner with her, just not having to rush an or cut their time together short. The way her hair danced with wind on the beach, her content smile playing on her lips as her eyes closed, facing the sun and listening to the waves. Daniel took a mental picture of her that way and it was the only way she replayed in his head. 'Glad you're safe. I miss you too. Sleep tight. X -B' Daniel had a bright smile on his face, he thought she would be asleep by now. Was she busy with studies? Maybe she waited for his text? No she was probably studying. The look of her text told him that she was tired and going to bed. 'Sweet dreams xx -D' Just as Daniel sent the text, Travis pulled up at his penthouse and he took a deep breath. He wasn't as tired as he should be, after Belle's text he was more awake, but he knew he had to sleep and get rest, especially with a fourteen year old in the house. Walking into his penthouse he put his keys down in the bowl by his front door and bid Travis goodnight. The house was quiet telling him they were both asleep. Daniel went to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water, taking it with him upstairs to his room. Entering his room he saw Matthew passed out, lucky for him the bed was king size so there was enough space for him. Daniel took a minute to look at him. He had the same light hair as his father and the same jaw. He had grown taller in the last three months that he hasn't seen the little guy. Daniel smirked as he knew soon Matt was going to break hearts. Daniel took a shower and got dressed in pajama pants and a white shirt. Slipping into bed next to his nephew, his head hit the pillow and he fell asleep with one thing on his mind. Annabelle Parker. "Waaaaaake upppp!!!" Daniel heard a voice trying to sound like Batman? Smirking Daniel groaned pretending to be asleep. "Noo!! Come on uncle Danny, wake up! You have to spend the day with me!" He was doing his whiny voice knowing Daniel's walls would crumble, it always did. Turning around Daniel looked at Matthew with one open eye. "Happy now?" He grumbled and Matt shook his head shaking Daniel's shoulders. "Okay okay I'm up!" Daniel said in defeat, making Matt attack him with a hug. "I'm so glad we've been reunited Uncle D, the forces has kept me long enough, I almost didn't make it, but I survived." Matt said dramatically, ever since he was little Daniel and him had this hidden game world they lived in, the family tried to understand them but gave up after failing. "I would sure hope so. I can't afford to loose my best soldier to Dr. Evil." Daniel said making Matt's eyes widen. "Her sir, but in battle I think I got infected, not sure but I'll need the antidote." Matt said 'scratching' his chin. That was code for pancakes, the boys' favorite breakfast that they only ate when together. Pretending to be thinking Daniel stood up and put both arms behind him staring down at Matt. "Well soldier, I heard the doctor was in town, just to be sure we would advice you to clean up before further examination." "Yes sir!" Matt said excitedly saluting Daniel before running and giving Daniel a bone crushing hug that he returned. "I missed you uncle D." Daniel's heart swelled at this boy, he loved this kid so much and was happy to have them visit for a while. "I missed you more Matty. Go get dressed and all, I'll make us some pancakes." Matt nodded a left. After Daniel took a shower and got dressed he started on the pancakes. It was the only thing he knew how to make. Throwing choc chips in, he mixed it all together and started making them in the pan. Matt and Don both made their way downstairs just in time as Daniel placed the last pancake on the plate filled with a tower of pancakes. "Smells great! Hello brother." Don said as both him and Daniel gave each other wide smiles and a bro hug. The rest of the day was spent with the three of them doing tons of things, Daniel took them to the zoo and go-cart racing. Daniel felt home again as he had boys time with his boys, Matt was in heaven having his uncle with him and telling him all about the school and girls. Don and Daniel both caught on with the businesses and their lives. All the while Daniel kept texting Belle, he wished they could meet her, they would love her. But Daniel knew that somehow he had to get her here. It was late afternoon, all three of the boys were sitting on Daniel's pent house balcony drinking a cold one. Yes the men drank a beer while Matt drank his beer. They were looking at the sunset out on the city. Taking a deep breath all three of them took a sip of their drinks in sync. "Okay, who is she?" Don asked the question he had been waiting to ask. Matt looked at them and smirked, he was happy at the idea that his uncle found someone. "What are you talking about?" "You've been hooked on your phone as well as had a goofy smile for at least all day not to mention you are not your usual distant self. I was like that once, when I met Sophie, so who is she?" Dan asked smirking. "Annabelle, her name is Annabelle Parker." As he said it in memory of her, they heard a glass broke, both of them looked to their right at Matt who dropped his glass and stared open mouth at them. "A-A- Annabelle Parker? As in you tube singer, gorgeous girl, love of my life Annabelle Parker?" Both raised an eyebrow at him and Daniel nodded. "How dare you break bro code uncle Danny? I had dibs on her first. Is she hot? Like on the videos or better?" Matt asked, Daniel turned his head to Don who only shrugged and drank his beer. Turning back to Matt he answered. "Yes the one and only. She's beautiful, inside and out, she has this sort of elegance and beauty to her that I can't explain. She's like a siren, she hypnotized me with her music and her voice." Daniel said thinking back to their time in Cape Town. "How did you find her?" Matt asked breaking his trance. "She found me. After I saw the link you send me, I was invited to one of ACA's recitals in Cape Town. She is a student there, on her last year. She just preformed and I was lost. I asked her to coffee the next day and she agreed. We had lunch and went to the beach just in each other's company and she stole my heart. Everything about her is so pure and innocent." Don looked at Daniel as he spoke, he had a grin on his face, he couldn't believe it. Daniel actually found his match. The look in his eye, the smile on his face, the way he spoke about her, was all signs of at Don did and looked like when he found Sophie. He thought the exact thought about her. She was his everything the minute they met. He wanted her and he got her. He'll admit he was persistent but how else? "Let me tell you man, when it comes to the ladies, you let them come to you, you know what I'm saying?" This came from Matt and it made both men look at him with an raised eyebrow. Matt just shrugged his shoulders and kept drinking his coke. Shaking his head, Don turned towards Daniel. "So what's the problem?" Daniel looked at him confused, as Don saw this he sat up a little straighter and continued. "There is always a problem. Something keeping you from being with her. Mine was that she was a few years younger than me and still in high school." As he said this both Daniel and Don chuckled. Daniel remembered this, he was fourteen when Sophie told their parents that she had met a guy and that they were in love. Everyone was fine with it until twenty two year old Donovan Shepard stepped through the door. He was a colleague of Conrad, still a college student but on his way to success. Conrad was not too fond of the idea that his seventeen year old daughter fell for this guy and made it almost impossible for them to see each other. At the end of the day Conrad saw the love and devotion in his eyes and gave them his blessing. Sophie was twenty one when they got married. A year later she gave birth to Matt and a year after that, Conrad was no longer. "I remember, dad made it impossible, always sitting between the two of you in a movie and spoiling your time together with work problems." Daniel said as he laughed at the memory, it felt good to laugh with Don again. "Why do you think I took another job at the next opportunity?" Both shook their head and let out a laugh. "So you see, problems, which is yours?" "A few days ago, before I went to Cape Town, I got a call from Jeremy." Don frowned at this. "Your right hand at the company Jeremy?" Daniel nodded taking a sip of his beer. "Yeah, he told me that some things weren't going as well in New York and that it would be wise to relocate." "Relocate? Does that mean you're moving back home? To New York?" Don was excited, he missed having Daniel there, everyone did. Him moving back would be great. Nodding Daniel replied. "Yeah, but Annabelle is here, in South Africa, she's still studying." Don sighed taking a sip of his beer before turning to Daniel. "So what? Get her to move with you." Daniel's face was frowning and Don continued. "ACA is also in New York. She can finish her studies there, as for being too soon, when you know, you know. Sophie and I officially dated a week before moving in, she was fresh out of high school and we got a place together, close to college and work." "What if she says no?" "Then she says no, and you wait until she's ready. Sophie turned me down four times before we did move in together." Daniel chuckled and the rest of the night they went out for dinner and spent the rest of the night together. It's been about a month since Don and Matt came to visit. A lot were on Daniel's mind, the work, what Don said about asking her to move in, Annabelle. She was constantly clouding his mind. They talked everyday, morning, evening and sometimes even through lunch hour. Daniel was falling for her everyday and he knew she was too. He had to move to New York soon, his time was running out. So he thought it smart to go back to Cape Town and discuss this with her in person. Or so his mother advised him. So with a heart beating towards the sky, he entered Anne's cafe. The place was it's usual busy self. He looked around, in search for Belle but couldn't see her, neither could he see Anne. "Hi handsome, what can I do for you?" A voice broke him from his search. He looked to his left and found a girl with blonde dyed hair, a top showing too much and make up that was just as much. Very unprofessional. Daniel thought. "Hi, I'm looking for Annabelle." He said polite. She furrowed her eyebrows and looked at him from top to bottom. Recognition crossed her eyes and her face fell. "You must be Daniel then? The guy from last time, also the guy she won't shut up about." She said mumbling the last part. That made Daniel smile, he was glad that he wasn't the only one to constantly talk about her. "She's at the back with Anne, I'll go get ." she said and walked away. Daniel waited patiently for her to come back with Belle while having a smile on his face. The smile widen once he heard a loud 'What?!' Coming from the back. It was Belle, and the next thing he knew, she came running out with a look of disbelief. "Daniel?" She whispered and when he nodded she ran to him, giving him a big hug he returned. "What are you doing here?" She asked shocked but so happy. Daniel pulled back still holding her hips as he sighed. It was now or never. "We need to talk." He said and her smile dropped. The couple were seated on the deck at the cafe, both having coffee in the hands, both admiring each others looks while in a serious conversation. "So you're moving to New York?" Belle asked, her tone deflating. She just found him and now he had to leave? Was the universe against both of them? Daniel felt like crap seeing her face fall. He didn't want to leave without her. He needed her, she was his light among other things. He was happy with her around. Daniel  his mug down and grabbed a hold of her soft hand. "I have to yes, Jeremy says that people are going crazy without the authority in the offices. But the reason why I'm here doing it in person is, I want you to come with me. I know it's a big step and that we've only known each other a little while but, you don't have to stay with me, I can get you your own place, you can transfer to ACA in New York. This could work." "Wow you've really thought this through. I-I just need time to think please." Daniel nodded his head in understanding, he was worried that she would say no, what was he to do then? The rest of the day Daniel spent with Belle forgetting the awkward encounter earlier. He had a great time with her but had to say  goodbye since he had to go back to work and to JHB. He was getting anxious, it's been three days since they talked about NY. Daniel didn't bring it up in their phone call and neither did she. He didn't want to push her but his time was running out, he already started packing and getting things done to leave in a few weeks. Daniel was busy at the office, it was already past eight at night and he had a few files that needed his attention. As he typed away on his computer his phone buzzed signaling a text message. He checked it and saw it was from Belle. The text made him smile , it  him excited. 'I'm in. -B.' Copyright © 2015

[peanutpinet]

Nine Percent 3rd Year Anniversary Scenario

Yes, yes, I know, it's been 3 days since their actual 3rd year anniversary. Yes, I had a brainfart and knew that I forgot something and didn't realise until late at night (like 10pm or 11pm). But hey, better late than never, right? RIGHT?! (My inner self: funny). Anyways, I wish them all nothing but the best for both their career and personal life. May they be able to do whatever they want and not be judged or be commented anything negative. Alright", scenario time!!

Pics are from: @ninepercent._.forever on Instagram

Cai Xukun

A.N: yes, yes, finally got some more soft pics uwu, thanks Aliya, okie" scenario

I imagine that you were rushing to get this limited edition record/album from your local music shop because not only was it limited edition, but the artist also signed them personally and not the ones where they just copy 1 signature for all the copies but they actually signed them with a pen and all but no one knew about it because they just came out with it but you were lucky because you had a friend working at the music store. You immediately texted your friend, telling them to keep one for you as you were now rushing out the door in your hoodie and sweats with sandals.

Upon arriving, you were wondering where your friend was since you just wanted to pay for the album and leave. You quickly texted your friend which they mentioned that they had to run a few errands for a bit since it was exactly lunchtime when you came.

Sighing, you decided to just look around but stopped at your tracks when you saw none other than Cai Xukun, the very artist whose album you asked your friend to keep. Not wanting him to notice what a mess you look, you hid behind the shelves and peeked through, observing what he was doing. It wasn't until Kun suddenly called you out that you completely blew your cover.

"You know, I'm not that scary to approach" Kun blurted, not moving his gaze away from the albums

"I--I'm sorry, I didn't mean to st-stalk you. It's just that, I'm a fan and I'm waiting for my friend, they work here and I've asked them to keep one of your albums that you personally sign and, what am I even saying?!" you blabbed, covering your face with your hands and hoodies

"I can sign it specifically for you, if you'd like" Kun smiled, looking up to face you

"Oh my, yes, umm, thank you so very much" you blurted, bowing at him

"Relax. You don't have to bow. C'mere, we can take a picture as well :)" Kun exclaimed, nudging you to go there

and let's just say, you and Kun had a nice lil chat after your little meetup session whilst waiting for your friend to come back. You also made a lil note to thank your friend for leaving

Chen Linong

For this one, I imagine that you, Nongnong and some old school friends were going on a road trip together and stayed in an Airbnb. During the first night, you were supposedly sleeping with your friend (girl) but that night, you guys just finished watching a horror/thriller movie (which you just cuddle up in Nong's arms since you were terrified, if you actually like watching horror, just pretend that this one terrified you quite a bit). After the movie, you couldn't really sleep and it was already nearly 3 in the morning that you went out of your room and to the kitchen to grab a light snack and heard some footsteps.

Scared, you unconsciously grabbed the kitchen knife and turned around to face the person that crept up on you; which turns out to be Nongnong. He immediately held his hands up in defeat but the same time chuckling on why are you holding a kitchen knife. You shyly admitted to him that you couldn't sleep because of the movie you watched; it also didn't help that your friend sometimes talks in their sleep.

Humming, Nongnong asked if you didn't mind sleeping with him. He said that he'll definitely make sure that you'll be asleep before he sleeps and he also suggested that you guys watch some cartoon. Since you and Nongnong have known each other for years and occasionally have sleepovers (of course in different rooms), you didn't mind sleeping with him since back in high school, you had a trip and you slept on his shoulder whilst being on the bus.

Because you were also quite tired and really wanted some rest, you agreed and the both of you went to Nongnong's room. Nongnong then allowed you to sleep on whichever side of the bed as he grabbed his iPad and opened your favourite cartoon. In a matter of a few episodes, you were finally asleep and Nongnong tucked you in before patting your head and sleeping as well.

In the next morning, you woke up surprisingly well. You didn't know if it's because you were watching cartoons with Nongnong or that it was just Nongnong in general making you safe. You decided to head to the kitchen to grab something to drink but then your friends teased you to call your "boyfriend" out to have breakfast all together.

You then blushed and head back to the room, seeing Nongnong yawning as he sat on the bed, asking you if you had a good night sleep which you nodded and told him that the others are waiting for you both to have breakfast.

"Did you have a good night sleep (Y/N)?" Nongnong asked, still yawning

"Y-yea, I owe you Nong, thank you" you stuttered, looking away

"Oi, lovebirds!! Hurry up or you won't have any breakfast" your friends teased

"Let's not keep them waiting shall we sweetie?" Nongnong commented, getting up and stretching

"Wh-what?" you mumbled

"Oh, I thought you already know that I like you since I know that you like me" Nongnong mentioned

"Wh-what?! When?! Wh-when did I?! OH NO!!" you blabbed, covering your blushing face

"In your sleep, last night, right before I fell asleep. There's nothing to be shy about. I like you too (Y/N) <3, let's go eat!!" Nongnong exclaimed, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of the room

Fan Chengcheng

For this one, I imagine that you and Chengcheng were friends in high school. You knew him since back in junior high and while your first impression of him wasn't all that good since you thought he'd be a spoiled brat since he came from a wealthy family and the younger brother of one of the country's famous actress. But as it turns out, he was very hardworking despite not paying that much attention in class.

A/N: let's rewind a bit how you both got close

You were stuck as his lab partner for a whole year back in junior high which at first you didn't really want to since you knew he didn't pay attention in class that much and you'd worry that in the end, you'd have to do all the job while he just gets the credit. But nope, big mistake.

As soon you were paired up, Chengcheng didn't waste time asking for your contact after school and told you that you guys should stay at the library after school on the day of your lab so you can get the job done that day as well. Now, to say you were amazed was an understatement. You were practically impressed that Chengcheng understood most of the job and even concluded the paper.

But one time, you guys had to stay at the library till late at night and Chengcheng even ordered food the minute he heard your stomach grumble (cue you being embarrassed). Afterwards, you guys just talk over things like your likes and dislikes and Chengcheng even brought you home up till your doorstep. Ever since, the both of you have been inseparable. Well, that is until Chengcheng said he had to leave to join Idol Producer.

It was rough. He wasn't able to contact you since his phone was taken from him. However, you did try your best to send actual letters to him which surprisingly, he received and even send you back some letters as well. You wouldn't admit it but you miss him and actually have a crush on him. You were going to tell him but when he actually made it into 9%, you knew you wouldn't be able to stand a chance against all the other female artists so, you texted Cheng, saying your congratulations and the same time cut off your friendship, to the point you even blocked his number. You couldn't deal with heartbreaks because it was just too much and you really wanted Chengcheng to focus on his career.

Unfortunately, the past few days were not easy for you. It was very painful, especially seeing how happy Chengcheng was in L.A. You're sad and wasn't focused on school at all. But one Saturday morning changed everything for you. You had never been so thankful to be awake so early in the morning until this day.

It's been 2 weeks since you cut your friendship and any sort of communication with Chengcheng and during those 2 weeks, your sleep schedule was a mess to the point that today, you slept at 1 and suddenly woke up at 5(ish) in the morning. You twist and turn yet you still couldn't sleep. Eventually, it was 6 in the morning and you decided to just get up and have an early morning walk to clear your mind.

You got changed and pulled on your favourite coat (which was actually one of Chengcheng's but you forgot) and head out to walk around your neighbourhood. Until you stumble upon a familiar stair walk. It was one where you and Chengcheng hung out after you finished your report and heading back home. The memory caught you off-guard that tears started to stream down your face and you tried your best to wipe them until a familiar voice startled you.

"Are you crying because of stress because finals are in a month or because you haven't seen me in so long? Because I sure as hell miss talking to you, too" a familiar voice exclaimed

"OMO, Ch-cheng?! FAN CHENGCHENG?!" you blurted, whipping your head to see Chengcheng just a few flights below you

"I miss you too (Y/N). It was tough not being able to talk to you through those 4 months and even when I was in L.A." Chengcheng mumbled, walking towards you

"I--I'm sorry Cheng. I didn't want to interfere with your life. I know that you've wanted to become an idol/artist and I know I wouldn't exactly match the people you'll be hanging out, I--" you blabbled until Chengcheng pulled you into a hug, patting your head

"I don't care. Sure, I may meet lots of new people. But no one can replace you. Plus, who am I going to take with me to night markets when I'm hungry and take pretty pictures together with? Of course, that's you!! I wouldn't switch you for anyone or anything in the world. I don't care that you blocked my number because I can always put in my numbers again. So please, don't leave me. Now, let's go have breakfast, hmm?" Chengcheng grinned, pulling away from the hug, smiling as he tucked a hair behind my ear, caressing my cheek in the process

Justin Huang

aFor this, Imma do something slightly different than previous Justin scenarios. So, I'm going to imagine that you're Justin's senior back in primary school. Justin has a vivid memory of what you did for him (which was standing up to the bullies) but you didn't remember him that well since you had a 2 (almost 3) year gap.

*Also, let's say that you were in campus (3rd year) whilst Justin had just turned 19

You were just trying to have a nice "normal" day in school since finals were just right around the corner. Everything was going so well and finals were not bad at all. It was the studying process that was annoying to you because your dorm were filled with either parties or gossips all in the halls whilst the library of your campus was always hogged by random people (like hello? are you here to study or to live here?). Anyways, lucky for you, a small studying cafe just opened near your dorm and so you decided to just stay there and study.

The past few days were nice. The cafe was calm and everyone was either actually studying or chatting (but they weren't loud and unreasonable like those in campus). Until one time, there was this boy, looked like he's in his teens and forgot his wallet to pay since it seemed that his phone ran out of battery. Because the drink was already being made, he couldn't exactly cancel or anything. Sighing, you got up and decided to pay for the boy who turned to bow at you, thanking you. Until the boy looked up and immediately recognised you.

"Eh?! JIEJIE?! It's me!! Just....uhhh, how bout we sit down and talk" Justin softly exclaimed, grabbing you and went to sit back at your table

After a bit of talking, you were taken aback that the boy/junior you helped back then was now this handsome tall young man. The both of you talked quite a lot since it has been years since you last saw each other. The two of you exchanged contacts and Justin proposed that you'd meet up again since he was in town for a few weeks.

But that plan somewhat backfired since Justin couldn't wait to see you again so he just straight up went to meet you since you told him where you lived. Instead of being a "brat" like most kids his aged, he was very polite with your parents, telling them that whilst he was younger, he'll protect you and bring you back before 10pm.

It was nice to catch up with Justin. You realised how mature he is for his age and even had to miss out on normal teen stuff like going out with friends, struggling with assignments and finals together. But Justin said that while he does feel sad for missing out on lots of things, he said that he loves what he does and he learnt so much.

Everything was going well with the both of you until Justin's sasaengs finds out about you. Some made fake accounts, threatening you to stay away from Justin. You know better than to deal with those immatures so you just blocked them from your social media and went on with your life.

But damn the universe is testing you because some of the sasaengs actually go to the same campus as you do. The first few meetings with them were still manageable. But they aren't called sasaengs for nothing. Because it slowly escalated and things got more physical to the point you started to distance yourself from Justin.

But Justin noticed your change in behaviour. He was so fed up one day that he went all the way to your campus to figure out what has made you like this. He didn't care about the amount of ppl suddenly paying attention to him because all he cared about was finding you; which he found you exactly when the sasaengs attacked.

Immediately, he didn't waste any time and called mama Ting, telling him about the sasaengs and have him report them to the police or something. Justin then immediately called out the sasaengs, threatening them and telling everyone who was watching to never bully anyone ever again; regardless of the reasoning.

Justin then took you out of your campus and to the cafe where you guys first reconnect again. He apologised for getting you involved in this mess but the same time that he doesn't want to be separated from you; adding that he'll always be there like you did when you were young.

"Jie, why didn't you tell me? I know you're strong enough to take care of yourself. Heck!! You helped me back in primary school!! I grew up, getting stronger so one day when we meet again, you wouldn't think of me as a whimp" Justin exclaimed

"I never thought of you as a whimp, Justin. But sometimes, you just need an extra hand" you replied

"Look who's talking? But I'm serious jie. Please tell me whenever this happens. I'll show no mercy!!" Justin boasted

"Ya!! Just because you're famous and all, you shouldn't be like, especially towards women" you complained

"Hehehe, it's not that. It's just that ppl should get what they deserve. Anyways, I'm hungry, let's eat!! My treat!!" Justin exclaimed

Lin Yanjun

Help, I miss Yanjun so much :(( but for reals though, I don't want to pressure him or complain much because honestly, I can somewhat understand him since I'm an introvert too. Alright, I don't want to give off this negative energy so let's jump into the scenario :)

Alright, for this I'll imagine that you're visiting Yanjun who's in Taiwan because he was taking some rest. Honestly, you were quite nervous since you had never been to Taiwan and met Yanjun from work (this is a story for another time). One of the main reasons why you were nervous is because you were going to meet his parents and even spend your time living with him and his family when you don't really know their culture that well.

But honestly, there was nothing to worry about since Yanjun's parents heard nothing but good things from both Yanjun and even Zhangjing (since you were quite close with Zhangjing). When you arrived, you tried your best to be polite even though you were very awkward and stuttered a lot. But when Yanjun's sister came, she helped make you feel at home and ease despite being slightly younger than you.

Within hours, you and Yanjun's sister became close and she even shared some embarrassing moments of Yanjun to you (which Yanjun found out and deal with his siter later on). And within days, Yanjun's parents showed no signs of disliking you at all. Instead, you and his mom actually went to the market a few times together and even cooked together.

Time skip to a few days before you have to go back to your country

Yanjun's parents thought that it was a good idea for both you and Yanjun to go out, just the both of you since you had been spending so much time with his family and rarely went out with just Yanjun for a whole day. So, they set things up and made sure that it would just be the two of you; they even went as far as letting Yanjun use the car.

Yanjun already knew where he would take you; the ocean (one of his favourite places to be). When you arrived, you wasted no time and getting out of the car, taking off your shoes and running on the sand, barefeet; which of course, Yanjun chuckled whilst taking pictures of you.

The two of you left your shoes by the rocks so they wouldn't get taken by the ocean and walked hand in hand along the shoreline. Stopping right where the sun was setting and just lean on each other, enjoying the moment, until you noticed your shoes were getting taken by the ocean. You immediately rushed to get your shoes; forgetting that you couldn't really swim that well.

Eventually, Yanjun caught up with you and held you back, reminding you that you couldn't quite swim. Chuckling, he took off his jacket and handed it to you before going towards the ocean to get your shoes.

"Jun...be careful!!" you exclaimed

"I'll be fine (Y/N). You should be careful. I wouldn't want you to get wet and sick later on" Yanjun reminded you

"Hmm. OH!! You got it!! Thank you so much!!" you giggled, jumping a bit

"Hey, hey, be careful!!" Yanjun reminded as you jumped to hug him

"You know, you're similar to the ocean. You're as cool, calm and collective when you need to but the same time you're there whenever people needs you just like how humans need water. You also help people calm down when they feel frustrated. You make me feel safe. You make me relax when I feel nervous" you blurted, hugging Yanjun tightly as you inhaled his scent

"(Y/N)..." Yanjun muttered

"Which makes me confused why would you choose a child-like, hard-headed, weirdo..." you mumbled, but Yanjun shut you up by pecking your lips

"Because, isn't that how magnet works? Opposites attract each other. Though I'd say that we are quite similar in the hard-headed side but at least we're willing to tone that down. But for reals, while I make you calm, you make me excited. You burst me up. You're like a happy pill and I'm addicted to you. Now, let's head back, mom and dad made hotpot for dinner. C'mon, I'll carry you whilst you just hold onto our shoes" Yanjun chuckled as you went on his back, leaning on him whilst talking about where you guys should have a date next

Zhu Zhengting

For mama Ting, I imagine that you have this upcoming show which was your first live stage show. And while you were just a backup dancer, you were still one of the best dancers in Yuehua despite only being hired for a couple of months.

You were so excited and can't wait since you've been practicing very hard the past few days, along with helping Zhengting since he asked you to be his dancing partner for his new mv that's coming out in a month. Speaking of Zhengting, it was him that actually recommended you to Yuehua and him that got you hired in the first place.

Anywho, it was finally showtime and you had just finished getting ready with the rest of the backup dancers. And ofc, you, along with the other backup dancers helped kill the show that the crowd was cheering loudly.

After the show was over, you all took pictures with the artist and a few individual pictures before the stage manager called it a wrap. You then went to go get changed when Zhengting texted you, asking to meet up in the dance practice room you guys normally used.

You told him that you just finished changing and will be there in 10 minutes. Upon arriving, you looked around to find Zhengting and was shocked when he softly called you out whilst holding a boquet of flowers.

"Ting? What's all this? Are you gonna meet up with someone?" you questioned, tilting your head slightly "This is for you!! Congratulations on your first live stage performance!!" Zhengting mentioned, handing you the flowers

"Ahhh, isn't this a bit too much? I was just a backup dancer anyways..." you muttered, looking down at the flowers, avoiding Zhengting's gaze

"Well, you won't be for long. I want you to dance with me, live. Roughly a month or two after the mv comes out. If you don't mind that is" Zhengting asked, scratching his head

"Wh, what? Are you serious?! Like legit? Not joking?! Cause if you're serious then ofc I would love to!!" you exclaimed

"Re-really?! Oh I feel so relieved. I was afraid you'd reject me. I mean my offer. I uhhhh...." Zhengting stuttered

"Relax. I'd never reject your offer. Or even you, Ting. You helped me get this far. Plus, I think I'd be the one to worry if you'd reject me..." you mumbled, fiddling with your fingers

"What?! No, why would I ever reject you, (Y/N). You're pretty, smart, talented, kind. You're an amazing person. If you don't believe me then let's go have dinner, I know you must be starving, c'mon, my treat!!" Zhengting mentioned, grabbing you and dashing off to eat hotpot

Wang Ziyi

For Ziyi, I imagine that you guys were spending the day to the amusement park that was near the beach as well. So, the plan was for you both to go to the amusement park as soon as it opens and ride as much rides as possible before 4pm then head to the beach and jusy chill till dinner time.

You were so excited since it's been so long since you went to an amusement park and beach. Now, the reasoning why you chose this specific amusement park wasn't just because it was right beside the beach. But also where you and Ziyi got to actually know each other.

Let's rewind a bit shall we

So, you guys were high school friends and one time your squad wanted to go to the amusement park so ofc, you joined in. But what you didn't know was that Ziyi (the school's best basketball player) and his squad were also joining (mainly because 2 of his friends and 2 of yours were dating).

Anyways, the whole day wasn't that bad until sometime before you all decided to leave for the beach, your friends sorta ditched you; even when you tried to text/call them. Now, you were left right by the food stands, sitting on one of the benches whilst waiting for any news you get from your friends.

But it wasn't just you that was "ditched" by your friends. Because not long after, Ziyi came and sat beside you, asking if you were also "ditched" by your friends to which you chuckled, telling him that they must've went on other rides. But you were actually grateful that they did. Because now, you were Ziyi's close friend.

To present time

After riding on several rides, you guys went to have lunch at the nearby food court before going back and playing the rides up until it was almost sundown.

Realising what time it was, you asked Ziyi if there were anymore rides he wanted to go on which he shook his head and instead, asked you if you wanted to go on anymore rides. To which you also shook your head. Ziyi then asked if you wanted to go to the beach which u instantly nodded.

But as you guys were walking, you saw a small food stand, selling one of your favourite snacks to the point you instantly rushed over to the food stall and grab some food, nudging Ziyi to hurry and come choose what he wants.

"Ziyi!! Hurry up!! Choose which one you want!!" you called out

"I'm coming (Y/N), don't buy too much things. We need room for dinner" Ziyi chuckled, rushing to your side

"I will always have room for dinner!! Food is life!!" you exclaimed, as you choose your snacks while Ziyi looked at you and chuckled

Xiao Gui

For Xiaogui, let's say that you guys have been friends since young and he would always be there for you since he's always so hyper while you were so shy in making friends.

Throughout your school life till high school, Xiao gui has always been there to help you make new friends and study (ocassionally). Not to mention, you were the one to come up with his nickname, Xiao Gui. But unfortunately he had to leave to join idol producer. But that never stopped you guys from sending each other letters/text (when he got his phone).

Time skip to your university graduation

While Xiao gui was busy with his idol life since he debutted in 9%, you were busy with school and now, after so long, you were finishing your degree.

After the ceremony and getting your actual degree, you and your friends were heading to take pictures. But as you were taking pictures, your friends told you to stay there for a bit whilst they go grab a quick drink.

But as your friends left, you saw a familiar figure, holding a boquet of flowers, heading your way. As they got closer, you realised that it was actually Xiao Gui.

"G-gui? Is that you? What are you doing here? Don't you have an event or something to attend?" you asked in shock

"Of course I do. It's your graduation. You didn't think I'd miss this out now did you? Look at you, dressed up like this. Last time I saw you all dressed up was...." Xiao gui commented

"The day you debutted with the other 8 as 9%" you replied, giggling at the memory

"Yea. You were with me since the beginning even until I debut and now. I'm sorry I couldn't have come sooner but here, happy graduation (Y/N)" Xiao Gui muttered, handing you the flowers

"Th-thank you, Gui. How bout we catch up over dinner?" you mumbled

"Of course, then we can go get dessert at your favourite place!!" Xiao Gui exclaimed, holding your hand as he slowly pulled you with him

"I miss you so much, Linkai" you admitted

"I miss you too (Y/N)" Xiaogui replied, a big grin formed on his face

You Zhangjing

Tbh Zhangjing's one is quite hard but I tried my best :"

Alright, for Zhangjing, I imagine that he asked you to join him to shoot for his new mv which of course you quickly agreed, not thinking twice on where, when and what is it.

You can say that it was somewhat of a mistake since the mv is a more romantic one than his previous mv(s). Not only that, on the day of the actual shoot, you were stunned on how good Zhangjing looked since he mostly wore a baggy T-shirt with sweatpants.

But this time, he dressed up so good that your mind can't comprehend. Even when it was time to shoot, your mind wondered off elsewhere until Zhangjing actually called out to you.

Thankfully, throughout the entire shoot, there were minimal errors and you didn't have to reshoot so much. And it was the final shot where both you and Zhangjing were hand in hand walking together.

Right as the camera was rolling, you were a bit distracted by the scenery of the place you were shooting that Zhangjing had to call you several times which makes you shock but Zhangjing just chuckled and extended his hand out to you which you shyly took, and as Zhangjing faced the other side, you couldn't help but blush to see this amazing view.

"(Y/N)?" Zhangjing called out

"Hmmm??? Oh sorry, the scenery was so pretty that I couldn't help but get distracted" you admitted

"It's alright, c'mon, let's just enjoy the view then" Zhangjing mentioned, extending his hand

"Hmmm. It's nice, we should go out more often" you mumbled, taking Zhangjing's hand then facing off to the scenery together

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Once again, happy late 3rd year anniversary Ninepercent!! I wish you nothing but the best and may you always be happy 💕💕