#like wdym if i sit up for too long or look at screens too long i get nauseous

[thnks-fr-th-fndms]

surgery recovery is so boring

[hwaslayer]

the space between us three (jyh) | six.

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⇢summary: while juggling the demands of life, yunho continues to do his best to raise his independent 11 yr old daughter, seora. throughout the years, they've built a strong foundation, an unbreakable bond— one that consists of late night talks and food runs, father/daughter dates, and sideline cheerleading at her basketball games. so when you unexpectedly come into their world, things shift. despite the uncertainty and the fear of stepping outside of their comfort zone, yunho and seora eventually learn how to open their hearts and learn how to rebuild a home where three can thrive together.

⇢pairing: single dad!yunho x f. reader

⇢genre: (18+ - minors dni) strangers to lovers, single dad au | fluff, angst, eventual smut

⇢word count: 6.6k

⇢chapter content/warnings: cussing, mature language, seora spends time with her uncle mingi, first date <33, yunho opens up about his parents to oc, holding hands, good conversations & just a bunch of cute simp shit, goodnight kisses 🥰, i swear things will get a lil spicier next chap lmao

yunho: goodmorning. 😊

This morning had been one of those mornings. You had gotten up a little later than usual, feeling tired from the exhausting week. On top of that, you turned down Yunho's offer to bring you to work so that you wouldn't have to take the bus over; afraid you'd be asking for too much since he was gonna be driving around later tonight. Had you known the bus would be running late, you might've taken him up on it. But, with it being Friday, you were just excited to get your day over with so that you could hang out with Yunho one-on-one.

It was a blessing and a curse that it was busy as soon as you walked in this morning. A blessing because the day would breeze on by. A curse because you didn't even get a chance to respond to Yunho's cute lil text before jumping right into your task list. Until, your desktop computer decided to be stubborn and stop working properly— setting you behind even more than you already were due to the commute.

you: hi, goodmorning ☺️

you: i'm sorry for the late response! i'm having quite the morning. i have so much to do, but my desktop isn't working now. i feel so incomplet and useless. 😭

yunho: it's okay! not like i thought you forgot about me or anything .. 🥲

you: lol sorry, never!

yunho: wdym it's not working?

you: it won't stay on. keeps going on power save mode even though my settings are adjusted to never go on power save mode.

yunho: interesting. where do you sit in the peds hospital again?

you: 4th floor, M103.

yunho: i'll be over in a sec.

you: yunho?? you don't even support our unit 😭

yunho: and? lol. i have time. brb!

"What?" You mutter to yourself as you set your phone down, a little worried about Yunho getting in trouble or pushing off his work to help you. You shrug it off, scribbling in your planner and working through emails on your laptop until Yunho swings by.

Which, didn't take him long post-reply. He was at your cubicle about 15 minutes later.

"Hey." Yunho says softly.

"Hi." You shyly laugh. "How did you even get in here?"

"IT has access everywhere, believe it or not." He smiles before pointing at your desktop. "Mind if I take a look?"

"Go for it." He pulls up an empty office chair nearby and drags it over to your desk, sitting comfortably as he presses the power button. He presses it a few times and clicks away at your mouse until the screen pops up. 

"Hm." He hums. "Took awhile."

"It's gonna shut down on you."

"Is that what's been happening?"

"Mhm. Just now actually. When I get it back up and running, it'll let me work for a few minutes before it shuts off and goes into power mode randomly." He's click-clacking away on the keyboard, forehead tightly knit as he eventually rests his elbow on the desk— hand hovering over his mouth, with the other on the mouse.

"How old is your computer?"

"I don't know, maybe 8-10 years old? It was passed down from the previous project manager when I stepped into her role."

"Yikes." He laughs. "I'll try a few things, but might also be a good time to consider getting a new one." He starts pulling up the terminal and plugging in some code— language you definitely don't understand.

"Yeah, I know."

"You actively push data or other work to the cloud, right? So you have a backup and can pull it up anywhere?"

"Mhm."

"Good." He gives you a small smirk. "Then, getting a replacement wouldn't be so bad. You deserve it." You laugh.

"Hope the department thinks so."

"I mean, you do need a working computer to get your things done." He sits back in the chair and crosses his arms, slightly slumped in his position. "I just plugged in a code to mimic the movement of your mouse so the computer thinks something is always happening. If you look closely at the pointer, you can see it twitching a bit." You look up close on the screen and manage to see what he's talking about.

"Woah. Okay, genius."

"Not even." He laughs. "If you don't mind me being in your space for a little longer, I wanna see if this keeps your computer awake."

"As long as it isn't taking up unnecessary time and making you behind."

"Never." He smiles at you. "So."

"So." You mimic him. "Where are you taking me later?"

"For me to know and you to find out." You snort.

"Clever. Am I dressed enough for the occasion?" Yunho eyes your outfit, running a finger across his bottom lip while he smirks at you. 

"Yeah, you look good. You always do." You playfully push him on the bicep, making him laugh. "What? I can't be honest?"

"Hey— oh? Oops. Hi Yunho." Noeul gives you a look before slowly walking away. 

"Hey Noeul." 

"I'll come back later." She mouths out as Yunho gives off a small chuckle. Suddenly, he shifts his attention back to your computer when he notices the screen go black, and he's back to sitting up again. 

"Damn." He tries fiddling with the mouse and keyboard again. "Guess that didn't work. I think this is a hardware issue now, but .." He turns to you with the same smirk he was sporting earlier when he was spitting out those compliments. "Since your computer is pretty old, I can't say it won't act up again if you get this serviced."

"So, you're saying a new computer is definitely the way to go." He nods.

"You deserve it." He stands as he reminds you. "You should think about getting a 38" monitor instead of having two. It's basically the equivalent and helps with productivity."

"What are some good ones?"

"I can send you some recs in a bit. I'm sorry you'll have to work from your laptop for now. But, whatever you order, I can help make sure it gets to you ASAP and I'll help set it up."

"Yunho." You slightly pout as he's slowly walking out of your cubicle.

"No but's. I got you." He looks down at his watch. "Anyway, gotta head back."

"See, don't tell me you have tons of stuff to catch up on now because of me?"

"I doooon't." He almost whines with a small laugh. He totally does. He's actually kinda swamped, but he made it over anyway because seeing you is nice. "See you later?" You nod and giggle. "I'll text you when I'm all wrapped up on my end."

"Okay. Thank you again."

"No worries." He playfully sends you a wink before walking off and out of the office area. Noeul finally comes creeping up to your cubicle, squealing at a low tone.

"Stop, he's so into you."

"Don't start." You bite onto your bottom lip as you continue to keep your eyes glued onto the tiny laptop screen.

"Where is he taking you? Did he say anything?"

"Nope. I am completely in the dark."

"Those are the best kinda dates. He's gonna take good care of you."

"I just wanna get out of here." You whine as your place your head down on your desk for a few minutes.

"You will! And the wait will be worth it!" You look up at her and let out a small sigh, nodding your head.

"You're right. Let me tackle all of this so I can get outta here sooner than later."

"And hang out with your man, yes!" She leans against your desk. "By the way, what'd he say about your computer?"

"Oh, this thing is done with. I need a new one. I'm just waiting for Yunho to send me some recs."

"Been telling you that."

"Well, it kept me going for some time." You pat the top of the monitor screen. "It was nice while it lasted."

"I love this for you, you know that? Upgrading your computer, your love life. This era is cute." You chuckle and shake your head.

"Go. I gotta get back to work." You push her along, making her giggle at how obviously flustered you are over the topic.

yunho: some recs for the boss lady!

You see Yunho's Slack message come in, along with links from the IT catalog. 

yunho: this CPU should do you good, along with the 38". 😮‍💨

you: haha, thank you. 😊 i'll place my order right now!

yunho: can you send me your ticket number so i can keep an eye on it?

you: maybe....

yunho: ☹️☹️☹️☹️

you: you have too much other work to worry about!

yunho: including your ticket, yes!

you: you're unbelievable. 😂

yunho: you can always opt out for tonight (ouch) ..... 😖

you: never! lol. i'm excited actually. ☺️

yunho: i am, too. 

You smile to yourself during the brief pause in between messages, unsure how to respond to Yunho without sounding like you're doing too much or saying something crazy. But, the Slack notification goes off again—

yunho: okay, i actually gtg and help jihoon with something.

yunho: seriously send me your ticket number after you're done, pls!

Pause.

yunho: can't wait to spend time with you, y/n.

And all that overthinking goes straight out the window.

you: same. 😌

Seora had a long day at school— her day filled with a bunch of tests and pop quizzes, damn near dragging herself out of the classroom and into the gym afterward. She happily talks with her friends as they change into their practice gear, joking around and being the typical girls they are as they get out onto the floor with their water bottles. After equal wins and losses, the coach decides to continue running and improving plays to push the team forward to the playoffs and hopefully, a championship win. 

When practice wraps up, Seora grabs her things and finds her other favorite uncle talking to some of the parents outside of the gym; sweat still on her face, hair pulled back in a messy ponytail. When his eyes finally land on hers, he gives Seora's hair a good ruffle before taking her bags from her.

"Ace!"

"Uncle Mangi!" She copies his tone and laughs.

"How was practice?"

"Tiring. I'm pooped. I can barely feel my legs today."

"Working hard, atta girl. On our way to the WNBA." He tosses her bags in the backseat before hopping in. "Hope you don't mind, I gotta stop at the grocery store really quickly for our dinner."

"Only if I can grab some snacks."

"Course you can. Don't spoil your appetite for dinner, though. I'm gonna make some galbijjim."

"Yum! One of my faves."

"Exactly." He laughs. "How was school today?"

"The usual. Nothing too special."

"Nothing too special? Nothing happened at all?"

"Nope. Too many tests and pop-quizzes. I did get an A on my math test, though."

"That's something." She nods as she looks out the window.

"So, my dad's got another team dinner?"

"Mhm." He hums.

"Impossible." 

"They've been working really hard on a lot of different things across the hospital lately. Helps relieve stress, I guess." One thing about Mingi is that he will never out Yunho the way Seonghwa unintentionally does. If Yunho's got a team dinner, Mingi will stick to the story down to the T. Maybe even throw in his own details and dramatics to make it more believable.

"He barely used to have team dinners."

"Well, maybe their goal was to have more!"

"Are you hiding something, Uncle Mangi? Cause Uncle Hwa accidentally spilled the beans last time and said dad was on a date."

"Why would your Uncle Hwa do that? Should I fight him?" Seora laughs and shakes her head. "He wasn't on a date."

"Uncle Mangi." He looks at her.

"Mhm?"

"Lying is bad."

"I'm not lying!" She continues to squint her eyes at him before finally giving up her case and settling back into the seat. 

"Fine. What about you then, Uncle Mangi? What's new? How was your trip to Japan?"

"Nothing much. But, it was good. Nice to be in different sceneries from time to time."

"Dad keeps saying we'll tag along one day, but we haven't yet. I wanna go soon."

"I'll let him know, don't worry."

"They must have soooo much cute stuff. Don't they?"

"Lots." Mingi pulls up to the grocery store, driving into a spot near the entrance. "You'd definitely love it there."

"Where else have you been, Uncle Mangi?" She follows alongside of her towering uncle while he grabs a cart and heads into the store.

"Everywhere and nowhere all at the same time." She laughs.

"Seriously."

"One place I'll always remember is Switzerland. It's beautiful there. Probably one of my top places I've been to."

"I'm sure. I've only seen it in books, but it looks really pretty."

"It is. Those textbook pics definitely don't do it enough justice." Mingi sorts through the meat packages while Seora quickly wanders off into an aisle to grab her favorite chips and cookies. She drops it into the cart, with Mingi barely noticing.

"I have a random question for you."

"Try me."

"Do you think it's better to lock yourself up in a grocery store like this during a zombie apocalypse or keep it moving?"

"Well." Mingi continues to slowly walk down the aisles, making sure he doesn't miss any ingredients on his mental grocery list needed for tonight's dinner. "I'd say keep it moving."

"Why? You'd have everything in here."

"That's if no one raids the store, which would be impossible at that time. Plus, it can only keep you safe for so long before zombies find their way in or another group comes around. You could quite literally die before you even have a chance to try and survive."

"You'd have to take a break at some point though, right?"

"You could, but always best to keep it moving, ace. Never leave a trail for people."

"Okay, touché."

"Cereal first or milk first?" Mingi suddenly asks as they go through the cereal section.

"Cereal."

"What? No. Did your dad teach you that?"

"What kind of planet are you living on? Isn't that how it normally is?" Mingi stops the cart and looks at her. 

"Warm or cold milk then?"

"For cereal?" Mingi nods. "Cold?!"

"You and your weird ass dad." Seora laughs loudly. "Did anybody want a child? Cause this one is not mine—" Seora pinches her uncle's bicep, causing him to yelp as they push through the remaining aisles.

"You soggy cereal lover." Seora points out.

"That's literally the best way to have it."

"Ew, you're like eating mushed up cardboard." Mingi sighs.

"You're very lucky I love you and that your dad is my bestfriend or else I would've blocked him."

"You're so dramatic." She throws more snacks into the cart just as they're about to head to the registers.

"Any more snacks or you're good?"

"I'm good! I'm excited for dinner." Mingi laughs.

"I am, too. Too bad I gotta cook it first."

"You're a great cook, Uncle Mangi. I always enjoy the food you make." She tugs on his sleeve.

"I do try my best." She helps her uncle load the groceries onto the belt, pulling the cart towards the end to help bag up their things and throw it back in. Mingi taps his card to the reader before helping Seora with the heavier bags. Once they've gathered all their things, Mingi pushes the cart over to the car, loading it up in his trunk while Seora plops into the front seat. "Ready to head home?"

"Yeah, dying to shake a shower." Mingi starts up the car and begins the journey home.

"Yeah, you need it." He teases, causing Seora to lightly punch him on the arm.

"You're mean!"

"Kidding!" He laughs. "So, what's on the agenda tonight? We eat, you do homework. Watch some shows? Talk a walk around the neighborhood?"

"Sure, whatever floats your boat. I kinda have a bit of homework so I dunno about that walk. Plus, I'm pretty sore already."

"Okay, we'll play it by ear then." On the way home, Seora continues to tell Mingi about the staycation her father took her on and the new dog café they visited. She talks to him about her friends and how one of her friends started having a crush on one of the boys in their class. Mingi playfully gasps before lecturing her about boys and how icky they can be [coming from an honest heart]. But Seora laughs it off and tells her uncle that she's not really worried about that stuff.

All Mingi can say in response is 'you better not be.'

When the two finally get home, Mingi immediately sets himself up in the kitchen to get dinner going, while Seora throws her backpack down in the living room and heads straight to the shower. She takes a good, long shower before throwing on her pajamas and brushing through her wet hair. She sits on the living room floor and gets going with her homework while waiting for her uncle to finish cooking dinner.

Meanwhile, Yunho makes his way over to the peds hospital— happily stepping into the elevator to make his way back up to your office. When he gets there, he realizes most people have already clocked out and left for the day, only leaving you and a select few heads working away in the cubicles.

"Hey. Ready?" You smile as you look up at Yunho, sending one last meeting invite for next week before closing down your apps and shutting off your laptop.

"Yeah! I thought you were gonna text me so I could meet you halfway."

"Um, no." Yunho laughs. "I would much rather come get you so we can walk to the car together." 

"That's sweet." You throw on your coat and slide the bag strap over your shoulder. "So, how was the rest of your day?"

"Good. Not too crazy, at least."

"Did the offers go out to the candidates you were planning on hiring?"

"Oh, yeah! They actually signed earlier this week and they'll be starting next week. They were able to get the background checks cleared out in time."

"Aw, that's awesome! You guys will finally get help." 

"Yeah. It'll be busy for awhile getting them onboarded and trained."

"Yunho's gonna go MIA."

"Yunho is not gonna go MIA." He laughs. 

"You sure about that?"

"Yeah, of course." He chuckles. "I'll always make time."

"You say that now."

"And I'll say it tomorrow, and the next day, and so on." He pinches your cheeks. "Don't trip." You smile feeling his warm touch against your skin. "Well, I didn't think it'd be so cold this evening. Are you okay with your coat and all? Is it enough?"

"It is."

"Okay, well just let me know. We'll be inside for the most part, but I want you to be comfortable."

"Thank you." You continue to walk alongside of Yunho until you get to his car. You give him the ins and outs of your day besides the whole computer issue that he tried to rescue you from while he grabs your bags and gently sets it in the trunk of his BMW and pops the door open for you. When you slide in and get comfortable, you notice how spotless his car is and how it smells like a hint of his cologne, along with laundry detergent and the fresh car smell. There are a few colorful hair ties lining the bottom of one of the cupholders, along with a hoodie in the backseat and a basketball. Yunho laughs and apologizes for Seora's mess— he also hasn't gotten a chance to bring in her things simply because he doesn't think much of it.

It almost feels like Seora is with him one way or another and he finds comfort in that.

On the drive over to dinner, he asks a bit about what other days look like for you and if you anticipate other big projects to come your way. You talk about a new project that was already mentioned to you by your manager, which involves remodeling one of the levels to a study/meeting area. You also tell Yunho it isn't a high priority, but you've already started the conversation with some of the facilities coordinators that can help rope in the appropriate vendors for certain tasks.

He transitions by telling you a few of the little projects he's been working on with his team, along with figuring out how to upgrade systems and all that jazz. You find that Yunho and his team are constantly working to support so many different departments, and it amazes you how well Yunho is able to delegate and keep himself afloat. You ask if he's ever had to work late because of really urgent issues and he says he's only had to do it once or twice— most can typically wait until the morning.

"Okay." He says, pulling into a tight, narrow street to start looking for parking. "We're here."

"I have no idea where we're at."

"Oh." Yunho laughs. "That's good then. More of a surprise for you. But, please keep your expectations down cause I didn't do much."

"Stop. Don't say things like that. I'll love it either way." Yunho smiles as he turns another corner and finds a spot right away. He parks flawlessly next to the curb, shutting off his car before turning back to you. 

"Ready?" You nod quietly, watching as Yunho hops out and does a light jog over to open the door for you. You give him a smile and tug on your coat while Yunho locks his door and leads the way next to you, hand on the small of your back. The walk isn't too far, the restaurant being down on the opposite end of the street, across the block. To your surprise, Yunho brings you to one of the new conveyor belt sushi restaurants. He greets the host and he immediately takes you back to a little booth near the belt. It's snug enough to fit two people. 

"I'm excited." You look at Yunho and he laughs.

"Same, I could eat. You like sushi, right? Please tell me I didn't fuck up." He looks concerned for a moment.

"No, no. I love sushi. I actually haven't had it in so long." You rearrange your set up so you can eat comfortably, the waiter taking your order for drinks. You both ask for water, but before the waiter can walk off, Yunho suddenly asks for two glasses of hot sake. 

"Thank you." He says, giving the waiter a curt nod.

"Sake?"

"Our little celebration for getting through the week."

"Wow, okay. Touché. I can get behind that." You look at him. "My birthday's coming up. You should come out with Mingi and Seonghwa. We're heading out to the club." You pause before shaking your head. "Or, actually, I'm being forced to go to the club to celebrate."

"Forced, hm?" He laughs. "That sounds fun, though. Send me the details. We'll definitely try to celebrate with you."

"Might be fun. We can be a fun group of people."

"Yeah?" Yunho likes that, you're down for things and he can tell you go with the flow. He likes someone who can just have fun with him. Someone who can just be with him; it wouldn't matter where they go or where their relationship takes them.

"Mhm. And I can tell you guys are fun." You laugh. "Seora must love having you as her dad."

"I hope so." Yunho laughs along. "By the way, feel free to start digging in." He gestures towards the moving conveyor belt and you happily start exploring your options as they come— taking a fresh plate of salmon nigiri to start off. The waiter quickly comes back with two glasses of hot sake, making Yunho smirk at you. He sets his chopsticks down and slides your glass over, raising his while you take yours. "Cheers? For getting through the week."

"Cheers!" You say cheerfully, tapping your glass against his before taking some of the hot sake down your throat. It burns, but the heat brings more warmth to your body on this cold evening. "Speaking of Seora, where is she right now now?" You drink a bit more before taking another plate off the belt.

"Spending time with her Uncle Mingi."

"That's cute." Yunho grabs a few plates and sets them aside while he decides which one he'll tackle first.

"She had practice and I had him go pick her up. I think they were heading to the grocery store to buy some ingredients for dinner before heading home last time he texted me."

"What did you tell her?"

"Mm." He hums. "I hope you don't take it personally or anything, but I told her it was a team dinner."

"No, of course not."

"I just, yeah." He chuckles a bit. "It's just easier to go with that."

"I believe it." The both of you continue to eat away at the sushi, small, empty plates piling up on the side of the table. Small conversations continue about day-to-day life; you and your friends, what you've been doing for yourself lately. Suddenly, you dwell on the fact that you don't know much about Yunho besides his day-to-day life with Seora and work. You know about his friends, his coworkers. But, you don't know anything deeper about his personal life.

His parents.

You didn't wanna be nosy and pry, but you wondered why his parents weren't the ones watching Seora. 

Was it too much of you to ask?

Was this considered a real date if you two weren't trying to get to know each other? What were the boundaries?

"Yunho?"

"What's up?"

"Can I ask you something more personal?"

"Anything."

"I hope I'm not crossing boundaries here, but what about your parents? How come they don't watch Seora?"

"You're not crossing any boundaries." Yunho reassures you, but shakes his head before dipping into his next plate of sushi. "Uh, it's complicated. Things kinda just fell apart when Eunha passed." You slowly nod. "When my parents found out Eunha was pregnant, they didn't want us to continue with the pregnancy cause we were, what? 20 years old when we found out? Still in the midst of college. But, that's not what we wanted. They almost got to Eunha but we pushed through in the end and we had Seora. It was really hard for a long, long time, but Seora was worth every bit of it. My parents obviously didn't like the fact that we went against their wishes, so they kept their distance. It's been that way ever since, even when Eunha passed. I think it got worst, actually. Plus, I never had the best relationship with them from the get-go. They only see Seora once in a blue moon. They're the grandparents that just send the occasional bouts of money, birthday and holidays cards. Seora always wonders about them, but I can never give her an answer as to why her grandparents aren't around." 

"I'm sorry, Yunho."

"Don't be sorry." Yunho smiles a bit.

"W-what about Eunha's parents?" You wanna ask about Eunha too, but you know this isn't the time.

"Uh, they're the same. They—" He pauses. "They cut off ties when she passed because it was too hard for them."

"Oh. Yunho." You say sympathetically, feeling incredibly bad for having brought it up in the first place. "I really am sorry. I didn't mean to be such a debbie downer during dinner."

"No, it's okay. I promise. I've.. gotten used to it at this point. It used to be hard for me, but I've accepted everything."

"Still doesn't mean it doesn't get hard for you."

"I've learned to manage." He gives you a tiny, toothless smile.

"I hope you know you're doing an amazing job balancing everything and for being a great father to Seora."

"Thanks." 

"I'm also glad you have Seonghwa and Mingi."

"Me too." He laughs. "They're a pain in my ass, but they're my bestfriends. I don't think I would have been able to get through a lot without them. And they're good to Seora."

"That's good, I'm glad." You eat a bit more before you feel yourself getting content and full.

"Full?"

"Damn near. I think I ate too fast." You chuckle. "I'm almost done with my sake."

"Bottoms up?" You nod, tapping your glass against his before the both of you take it to the neck. Yunho finishes up a few more plates before he sits back and gulps his water down, causing you to giggle to yourself. "Fuck, I'm full. Overdid it, for sure."

"Was worth every bit of it, though. Maybe we should walk it off?"

"Yeah. Let's head to the next stop. I think you'll like it. And we'll get our steps in." He pulls his wallet out of his pocket, calling the waiter over.

"Can I split with you?"

"Absolutely not." Yunho says, handing over his card directly to him.

"You're already driving me everywhere and taking me to another location after this. The least I can do is chip in."

"Nope. The least you can do is just enjoy yourself with me tonight." He smiles sweetly just as he grabs the receipt handed to him by the waiter, signing off and tucking his own copy swiftly into his pocket before looking at you. 

"Couldn't even let me see the receipt."

"Nope." He repeats and stands. "Ready to go, pretty girl?" You feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you stand and nod, leading the way out of the restaurant with Yunho in tow. He answers your questions on the way to the car, giving you hints about the next location. It still leaves you stumped in the end, deciding to let Yunho continue taking matters into his own hands with you. He opens the door like the gentleman he is, slipping into the driver's seat as he rubs his hands together and immediately turns the heat on when he starts the car. "All good? Too hot?"

"Just perfect."

"Good." You sit back comfortably as Yunho sets off for the next destination for tonight. "So, how was the sushi? Be honest."

"It was so good!" He looks at you when he comes to a red light, almost as if he's trying to read you, really read you, and you giggle. "What?"

"Just making sure."

"That I'm not lying?"

"Maybe." You laugh even more.

"I would never. If I didn't enjoy it, I would've given an honest review."

"Mmkay, I believe you." He laughs. "I want you to have a good night with me."

"I am already." You look at him with a soft expression. "And I'm sure the next part to this will be just as fun. If not, more. I trust you."

"Do you?"

"I do." Yunho smiles, wanting to hold your hand so badly while he drives. But, he doesn't. He holds back. He feels like there could be a better opportunity.

One that'll feel right and set the mood for the remainder of the night.

For this entirely.

After a good 20 minutes of driving down south, Yunho exits off the freeway and takes an immediate right down towards a large-sized building with all modern exterior designs. He parks in the lot next to it, doing his gentleman deed of helping you out of the car and leading you towards the beautiful building.

It's one of the city's biggest museums, and the event they're hosting for a couple of weeks is called Spirit House. It focuses on Asian American and Asian diasporic artists that are showcasing art pertaining to horror, spirits, haunted houses, reincarnation, different dimensions and other themes along those lines. You continue to read the pamphlet before Yunho looks at you with a small smile on his face.

"Wanna walk around?" You nod.

"How'd you know I'd be into this stuff?"

"It sounded cool, so why not?"

"You're good, Jeong Yunho." You giggle and continue into the first part of the exhibit. The atmosphere is dark and dim, the artwork on the walls screaming afterlife. Death. Souls. Horror, fear. You're so intrigued that you find yourself slowly moving from work to work; trying to take in all the details of the images in front of you. You didn't even realize Yunho had been watching you from behind, snapping photos every chance he could before moving onto the next room to get a preview of what's to come.

"Hey." Yunho says from behind you. "Wanna show you something in the next room." 

"Okay." You look down at the hand he puts out, waiting for you to take it. You gently slide your hand in his, fingers intertwining before he guides you to the next exhibit and it feels incredibly natural. It's a room full of mini fixtures— almost like miniature set-ups of old fashioned homes and other buildings. He shows you one that has the artist's own adaptation of Junji Ito characters spread across levels of an old, haunted house.

"Oh my god, I love it." You peek down to get a closer look, hand still laced with Yunho's. "I love Junji Ito. And the work in the other room reminded me of Takato Yamamoto. It's amazing."

"Made for you." You chuckle, tugging him along as you both look at the next miniature setups alongside of it. Yunho doesn't even mind one bit. He's enjoying the exhibit, but he's enjoying it even more with you here— holding his hand every step of the way. You snap a few photos of the art before Yunho directs you to stand near one of the exhibits where the lighting falls on you perfectly. He takes a few more photos— more candid ones from behind you especially— just so you have photos to look back at when you wanna reminisce on your first date with him.

The next room of the exhibit is an interactive light show; the  room is completely dark, with different lights projecting things around the room. The background music is mysterious, creepy; fitting the vibe all together. You continue to walk with Yunho while snapping photos of your silhouettes in the mirrors. Yunho gets silly and makes a bunch of poses, making you laugh loudly in the process. At one point, you've found yourself standing near the corner of the room, watching all the lights come together to project a beautiful show onto the walls. Yunho comes next to you, admiring the same view— but you, mainly. You look up at him to tell him how amazing the event is, but he's already looking down at you with fondness and endearment sprinkled in his big brown orbs.

You almost.. wanna kiss him.

But, you shake off the thought quickly by dragging him to the next exhibits— loosely holding his hand throughout the rest of the event.

Too bad he would've kissed you back, had you known.

No, he needs to be a gentleman and he needs to do right by you, Yunho thinks. He can't just kiss you on the first date or else he runs the risk of you thinking he only wants you for one thing.

Like Ara; but, that situation is a little different.

"Yunho! That was so fun." You smile at him the way you do, and it melts his heart. "Thank you for taking me to this."

"Of course. I think it ends after the weekend, so perfect timing." You quickly scroll through some of the pictures you took. "I'll send you the pictures I have later."

"Okay." You look at the buskers on the opposite end of the street, along with a food cart nearby. "Yunho, let's go check it out really quickly!"

"I'm down." He nods, noticing it's only about to hit 10pm. Seora must be waiting for him, but he knows she'll sleep until he gets there and Mingi hasn't made a peep. He feels like he's in the clear.

He holds your hand tightly as you both cross the street safely, stopping near the food cart first while lightly bouncing to the live music nearby.

"Want a snack?" You nod and cling onto his arm.

"I could use one. Museum took up my energy." He laughs. Yunho buys some custard-filled bungeoppang for you two to snack on while observing the buskers. You bounce along next to him and he starts to dance in his own way, making you laugh at how cute he's being with you. You snap a few photos of him that you'll share later, not knowing Yunho had a bunch of your photos to share as well.

You and Yunho sing along to some familiar songs before the buskers end the first half of their performance for a tiny break.

"That was cool. They did really well!"

"They were so good!" You toss in some cash into the guitar case. "And I didn't know you could sing!"

"I— no." Yunho laughs.

"I wanna hear more of your singing." You pout as you tug on his arm on the way back to the car.

"Maybe."

"Yunho." You whine and he laughs.

"I promise you it's nothing that great."

"Very much the opposite of what I think, just so you know." He stands by the passenger door, allowing you to hop in but he doesn't close the door right away. He stands and looks at you and there's something in his eyes that you can't really read.

"I hope you enjoyed it."

"I did. A lot." He licks his lips, and you can tell he's having the same internal battle you had not too long ago in the light exhibit. But, he brushes it off by tapping the door frame before shutting your door gently and hopping into his seat. 

The drive home is as expected; with you and Yunho talking about your similar music tastes this time and Yunho being a bit more open about his vocals. You look at him as he sings a tune or two, explaining that his dad is the one with the vocals in the family. You tease that next time, you two should go to a karaoke bar to end the night and he smirks.

At least you're thinking about next time's just like he is, too.

When he pulls up to your apartment, you find yourself not wanting to part from him. You know he has to go home to Seora though, and it breaks your heart knowing she's been waiting for her dad to come home. You step out of the car and tug on your coat, the night colder than it was a few hours ago.

"Welp, this is me." You both look at the apartment building, with Yunho tucking his hands into his pockets.

"Let me walk you up."

"No, it's okay. I promise it's right there." You point at your apartment before chuckling and turning to him completely. "Goodnight, Yunho. Thank you for tonight. I had a lot of fun."

"You're welcome, Y/N." He watches as you lean in to give him a kiss on the cheek. He blushes, and he loves the initiation, but he freezes. Completely. 

"I'll see you next week, hm? Get home safely." You smile toothlessly at him before turning on your heel to walk up to your unit. Just as you're about to make it up the steps, Yunho is chasing after you with long strides, causing you to turn and raise a brow. "Did I leave something?"

"Mm, maybe." He says with a tiny smirk on his face. Suddenly, his large, warm hands come up to cup your cheeks— lips capturing yours in a sweet goodnight kiss. "Goodnight." You smile up at him as his thumb caresses the surface of your right cheek.

"Night." He steps back, biting his bottom lip to prevent himself from smiling too big. He lingers around until he sees you successfully slip into your unit and hears the door shut close.

What he doesn't see is the way you squeal and dig your face into your hands, incredibly giddy and happy from the turn of events.

You really liked Yunho.

And he does, too.

So much that the smile doesn't even fade when he pulls up to the house, Mingi's car leaving enough room for him to park in his usual spot. Yunho can see the faint flickering of the TV lights through the kitchen window, and he knows Seora is probably on the couch waiting for his arrival.

When he steps through the door, Mingi is placing some food into the fridge before returning his attention to the remaining dishes in the sink. He quietly greets his bestfriend before nodding towards the couch— signaling that Seora had fallen asleep while waiting.

"Has it been long?" Yunho asks lowly.

"A bit, yeah. She said practice was exhausting today." Yunho chuckles before crouching down in front of the couch and brushing her hair back.

"Ace." Her eyes slowly flicker open.

"Oh, finally. You're back." He laughs.

"Let's get to bed, hm?" She sleepily nods, sitting up before walking to her bedroom. "Say bye to uncle Mingi."

"Love you, ace!" Mingi calls out as he watches her sleepily walk across the living room.

"Love you too. Goodnight." She mutters and lazily waves before dragging herself into her room and shutting the door. It isn't long before Yunho sees her shut off the lights, causing him to turn the volume down on the TV before helping Mingi clean up.

"So, how was it?" Yunho smiles.

"Good." He avoids eye contact as he blushes, setting the dry dishes into the cabinet.

"Good?"

"Yeah."

"Meaning?" Mingi rests against the corner before smirking at him. " I have time."

"I really, really like her."

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Here as usual, not watching it live (too sleepy to watch it live), but documenting my thoughts on Founder's Cut live!

Huge spoilers for both Generation Loss and Founder's Cut

First thing first, OH MY GOD NOT THE SCREAMS AHEISHAODOSOEBDIDBEIFID

Also yippee the Squiggles return! :D

Brother went to Little Nightmares world lmao

OH MY GOD THE INTRODUCTION THINGIES

OH MY GOD THAT'S WHY HE WAS DOING WEIRD POSES AND NOT LOOKING AT THE CAMERA HE WAS LOOKING AT A DIFFERENT CAMERA BUT WE COULDN'T SEE IT AHAODJWISBDIWJZIKDSNSOBEKDIENISBDIDI THAT'S SUCH A NEAT DETAIL OH MY LORD

Christian Hell :)

STEVEN THE STAKER :D

Christian Hell demons don't like the Slime demon :(

Oags8sbwisjswishajiaid Charlie's got them long lashes god damn

Why the spaghetti specifically 🤔

OH MY GOD I SEE WHY EWWWWW

Nice some eyeballs in a jar cool

Npc dialog core

Wait why is it repeating

Oh man, they didn't do anything with the slime bit :(

SPAM

BEHIND YOU?

IT'S REPEATING AGAIN turly noc dialog moment

THE OMINOUS SHOT ON THE PICKLE JAR IS FUCKING HILARIOUS GOOD JOB TEAM

Oh now that I think about it, I wonder if they'll do something for the creature?

Brother we get it, you don't know how to cook, you said that THREE TIMES ALREADY!!!

His hand is shaky :(

Oh there's a goat on the wall

Not the napkin tearing because of the slime lmao

Oh my lord Rainbow's hands are so fucking big

WEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

I wonder if it's actually stuck or if it's a bit

THE SLIME DIMENSION YEAAAAAAAAAH

Oh I just noticed that Slimecicle didn't even come from the cabin but from the side lmao

It was a good job Slime wdym >:(

Behind you :)

Ohhh a tape

WAIT OH NO A TAPE NO NO NONONO

WAS THAT TABLE ALWAYS A SPIDER?

THE MASK IS BLINKING WIEUEUWHEUWUEUEIWUEUE

What if Hetch really was trying to help at first but then Showfall said "haha, no ❤️" for the sake of the dramatic plot twist?

Actually no, I don't think Hetch is a real person. I think he's just as brainless as everyone else, so he was meant to be the dramatic plot twist character from the very beginning, because the lines he is saying right now are very double-edged, especially if you've watched Genloss before.

THEY WOKE UP AGAIN I FORGOT ABOUT THAT PART OMG

IS HE SCREAMING FRANK GET OUT OF HERE WHAT? HUH? HUH??????

Sneegsnag

FRAAAAAAAAAAAANK

Oh my god..m.... he's in denial.......

Wait no what if Sneeg sees Frank as a real person and not a skeleton like we do that's crazy

A thing going? 🤨

"HAHAHAHHAHAHAH I'm stuck to the bottom of the box!!"

Ohhh they cut the goofy dialog

WAIT THEY CUT OUT THE GOOFY DIALOG TO PERHAPS APPEAL TO THE VIEWERS MORE SINCE WE LOVE THE SCARY PARTS?

EVIL SNEEG WELCOME BACK

Oh hey the funky battle system is gone too

Oh another cut to get rid of the goofy part

Oh did they cut out Sneeg impersonating Slime? :(

It feels like I'm hearing new music so maybe there will be an update to the Genloss album? 🤔

"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH PeNiS"

SLAY >:D

Oh was Sneeg stuck in place the entire night? Truly npcs material

"Butts in the air" also sir you weren't sitting you were standing

Oh also 8 hours of sleep? That's healthy

Ranboo had a knife on him the entire time? 🤨

Um.... dude.... what's with the noises

THEY CUT OUT SQUIGGLES DIALOG OH NOO 😭

Oh hey the creature

Okay so just a scary zoom in so far or idk I can't see shit

HE PICKED UP A MERCH SHIRT FROM THE MERCH BOX LMAO

Get locked loser

A little sad that they didn't do much with the creature, but it's okay

Sharkciclester

OHHHHH A NICE LITTLE VS SCREEN COOL

NOT IF I DONE YOU FIRST, UM, HUH?

Oh the crytal ball that's where we created the creature

Ohhhh spooky

Okay wait, Squiggles did speak of outside interferences, so maybe Hetch is real

They fucking tied up my Hero what the fuck that's not very pog slay of them

They killed my fucking Hero

THAT'S A LITTLE TOO MUCH JUICE BITCH

Letting the audience have their win huh?

Ohhhh the camera man showing up so boldly that's nice

The person lying on the table right now has a pedicure, actually

Sudden surgery edit okay....

Yeah no he definitely did say in

"I put a whole shitter on my wrist" LMAO

Also love how Ranboo is disgusted by the toilet but not by going into someone's guts.

YEAH CHARLIE YOU TELL 'EM

"Don't go ripping open any fucking bros" so real so true king

SQUIGGLES!!!

THEY ADDED SQUIGGLES BACK!

Also wait why does Ranboo also has a bomb strapped to him

I love the rats :)

IT WAS A BAD DAY TO BE A CHEESECAKE!!

Rat pat on the head

Eathan Nester, Unemployed

TURNEEEEER 😭

So real Squiggles :(

I'm bad at math so real dude

"His little eyes...." yeah so real Squiggles 😭

Austin Show, Gay

Several wives and many children I'd like to come home to

"I LOVE WOMEN"

Steve, Billy Johny and Sally :)

"CHILDREN"

"HETEROSEXUAL RELATIONSHIPS"

SNEEG'S HAT :D

Hehehhe Squiggles is panicking :)

Ohhhh flashback :)

"It's a fucking slurry"

No no no, Squiggles, everything is fine, Sneeg is definitely not escaping, don't worry about it :)

I wonder what they did with Frank

Ohhhh everyone paused

Ohhh they took his fucking hat

Also I just noticed that the mask they put on Sneeg is different from other Showfall masks, it has like the dialpads on it while the others don't

Oh I think they like neutralized the hat or smth

Ohhhhh they put it backwards

But also the Showfall employees are all extremely slay, they look great

Sneeg, The Taken

"Hi Sneeg!" I LOVE SQUIGGLES YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Oh the rats are clapping

Niki "Ninachu," Nice

The audio sounds different here 🤔

Oh they definitely did re-record it because it was a little muffled during the streams

Damn I love Squiggles

"Vinny Vinesauce," Hoarder

I wonder if when they say "they" or "them" whether they're addressing just Ranboo by those pronouns or both Ranboo and the viewers. Either way, slay

Lol Ethan just talking with the rat

Also I wonder how they set up the Genloss set

I mean, where the fuck did they get a carousel from?

Oh wait I forgot Sneeg wasn't even tied to the carousel holy fuck

NOOOOOO NOT FRANK NOOOO

"You don't have to go, you don't really have to go" :)

They're talking about God in the background? Lmao

Ohhh there's Minecraft candy :)

Oh they cut out the lick the wallpaper part too :(

"Oh they're still alive" LMAO

NIKI NOOOOOO 😭

I love how they're just not helping

I love how they can just shoot the Puzzler but they don't

So they left this in but not everything else...

"They gotta go through the bullet too?" SNEEG 😭

PEEKABOO BITCH

FACTORY RESET?????????

Where the fuck did they get those statues

"????????" Lmao

Would've been cool if they showed how gory that death was but okay

The laser totally did touch them "that one didn't count yeah right.

"Dude, stop backseating I got this"

"OH MY GOSH ITS SLIMETOWEL!!" SO TRUE KINGS

Yippee!!

"I think everybody important is left" OH MY GOD SNEEG WAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

"Pretty hot, actually" HUH?

Get scanned losers

How did I sit through the three two hour long streams....

LMAO THE ASS BIT HELL YEAH LET'S GO

"You want us to just know that your ass is big is that it?" LMAO way to make yourself the comedic relief character Sneeg

Lmao they're just getting dressed up for no reason 🤣

I love how one moment they're dressing up and then "Is the wife in the room with us right now?" "Is she dead?"

Ethan could've just taken a step away btw. Just wanted to let everyone know :)

"THE BLOOD YOU PSYCHO REACT TO THAT!" :)

Bro your jacket is upside down

I love the fact that Austin is very cautious when stepping in but Boo and Sneeg just waltz inside casually

OH NO WAIT THEY CUT THE PARTY BIT NOOOOO 😭

"I hope you're all taking notes" Sir yes sir

"1. Toys 2. Things 3. Cardboard" So true king

"4. Date 5. Invention 6. Please hold" I fuckin' love Squiggles they're great

Lmao get fucked loser

I also do love the fact that Austin is the only one reacting normally to the stuff happening around them

Ranboo just casually messing with the rubics cube

Ohhh there's a sign on the wall "CAUTION All persons in this area —Must— wear goggles"

"boop" Real

Silly death lmao. I wonder what even happened?

Ohh I also love that they tried to use the "the last survivor becomes the villain" horror movie trope. It's neat

Oh wait no they didn't

IS THAT CHARLIE'S CORPSE IN THE BACKGROUND

Hey Hetch. Fuck you

WAIT HIS VOICE IT'S DIFFERENT HUH?

AND HE STARTS CALLING HIM HERO NOW AND HIS APPEARANCE LOOKS DIFFERENT TOO OH MY GOD. AM I CRAZY? AND I IMAGINING THIS?

Ohhhh they're putting memories in his brain, cool

LIAR

Ohhhh it looks like the mask stopped glowing

I love Showfall employees they look cool

EPISODE THREE LET'S GO

Oh he finally took off the bomb

"The other behind you" Lmao

I think I may need a break idk

"Do not take it off" *immediately tries to take it off*

Sus Hetch sus that's not the first guy I don't think

Oh my God wait it really is such a good idea if they've replaced Hetch with another guy entirely instead of taking control of him that's so neat

I thought they fucking slipped lmao

"Selfie"? Someone make subtitles for Genloss please...

"Directory; You are Here" *shows window*

I can't believe they just got a whole fucking mall to themselves for this show that's dope

OH THAT'S WHERE SNEEG TRIED TO ESCAPE OH MY GOD

SECURITY YIPPEE :D

OH MY GOD THAT'S THE ROOM THAT'S THE FUCKING ROOM I DIDN'T REALIZE THAT HOLY SHIT THE SCREEN ARE THERE IN THE BACKGROUND MY GOD

Hetch becomes even more obviously villainous, because he's trying to act like the voice of reason "don't dwell on it" "don't worry about it" and so on, but it just sounds worse with phrases like "trust me" "you can't leave" "don't take the mask off" thrown in here and there

How many people did they get for the show...

"Do what I say and you won't have to worry about it" Yeah as if...

LMAO THE STREAM

"Do we have any money in the chat?"

Charlie is a good actor tbf

Also I see a Showfall mug on the table and now I want one

Wait why did they call it Day Z....

Showfall's outline for the show does look like what my outlines look like lmao

Strong Boo

IT DEFINITELY IS THAT ROOM OH MY GOD AND THE BOX IS JUST THERE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

So even this "heart" is fake because the box is really clearly there, if it wasn't, you could argue that the screens are there for them to watch the show live, but the box IS there so it's not real, none of it is OH MY GOD

I saw so many people make such great points on Genless it's beautiful.

Also, I love how Hetch is like "ehh we don't know if they're good or not" but gets so pissed off when Ranboo doesn't do what the viewers picked, making himself out to be even more obvious of a villain. In our eyes, that is

"Just find a way out" Brother you saw the way out, Hetch just didn't let you go there because of your friends, whom you've also forgotten about at this point 🤨

Ohhh wait what if the Security like some people suggested used to be a Hero like Ranboo, and therefore the blood coming out if its room is not from someone it killed, but from itself?

Also, I wonder just how much control does Showfall have of everything

I wonder who these people are....

I HEAR CHARLIE

"At ten subs I'll be taking my balls out" WHAT

"TERMINATED" LMAO

Sub A lmao

Ah yes, my favourite store the Clunk

See, the fact that the Security beast also attacks Showfall employees makes even more sense if it really was a Hero of one of the shows

Holy shit Charlie is fucking ripped

I love how they politely let the cameraman inside before locking the door lmao

It is interesting that the.... oH MY FUCKING GOD OF COURSE THE CAMERAMAN IS STILL FILMING ALL OF IT I FORGOT

Boo runs so silly because of their long legs lmao

I have only 15 minutes left to watch and then the reward video, but like... dude

Oh yeah I still don't know what's up with Frank, is that gonna be in the reward video? I hope so, because I'm curious

And also I did not take a break lmao, I had to keep focus on the show, otherwise I wouldn't totally screwed myself over ☠️

Ohhh this might be the real Hetch or maybe it's just for the movie plot twist

Ewww wires

Cool

WHY DID YOU DROP THE KNIFE RANBOO

Ah, there's the cabin :3

Bye Charlie

Waaaaaah that was too much color and sound and noise

But holy shit that's so dope

NOT THE PIANO MUSIC PLAYING WAAAAAAAAAH

Oh wait, what if Hetch actually was a good guy but he died and Showfall repurposed him like he said

How is Ranboo not questioning the fact that the cameraman still exists and is working perfectly fine. Or do they not see it? But who were they bowing to, if they assume that the cameras aren't active anymore?

Oh hey an exit, I sure hope this is it :)

Right? :)

Nothing bad is gonna happen, right? :)

Oh hey Hetch :)

WAIT HUH

Episode Three was not named "The Hero," You're lying to me >:(

Oh no, they didn't, Hetch is just a bitch

Nope they weren't

LIAR LIAR LIAR LIAR FUCK YOU HETCH!!!!

YIPPEE AUDIENCE CHOICE :)

Live 90% Die 10%

And then.... watch. Watch as it shifts towards die quickly, first 50/50

"LET ME DIE, PLEASE, JUST LET ME DIE"

And then BOOM

55% Die 45% Live

Oh my fucking God they show baby photos of the people holy shit

But then wait, if it's for sure Charlie Sneeg and Ranboo, who's the fourth one? Wait no, maybe these are Ranboo's childhood memories, they did say that they beamed a bunch of his memories into his brain during death

"The Audience.... has voted.... for you... to DIE." EPIC MOMENT

Ohhhhh I don't like how their body twitches after that thing clumps around their head

Now they see my blood on their sneakers :)

THAT WAS SUPER FUCKING EPIC GREAT JOB TEAM

Jerma was the creative consultant that's fucking hilarious

Lmao there's just a "Best Boy" category in the credits that's hilarious

THE GHOULS HECK YEAH❗️❗️

Hetch body double....? Huh.

Showfall Media CEO is Jacob Komar apparently

Holy shit there really is a ton of people who starred and worked on this it's fantastic

HUH

MISS ROADS? WHAT IS THIS

TREATMENT???

WAIT THAT'S THE ZERO PERSON THAT'S THEM THEY'RE TALKING ABOUT DREAMS AND THERE'S A TAPE THINGIE HOLY SHIT!!!

HOLY FUCKING SHIT WAAAAAAAAAAH

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THEY (SHE?) SAID CALL ME ZERO AAAAAAAAA

They even blacked out the rest of the saying to leave just "Zero" on the screen.....

And now, bonus "Reward" reaction:

OH MY GOD ITS MERCH WAAAAAAAH I WANT THAT GIMME GIMME GIMME!!

Wait huh....

Communication is key? You will need each other? It's our experiment now?

WAAAAAH THERE'S POSTERS TOO!!!!

I want all of it so bad.......

[thatcheeseycandle]

//OKAY IVE RRBLOGGED THE CHAPTER AND YEAH YHE TITLE CARD ITS REACTION TIME

(Note: I may not write down all of my reactions due to them being mainly blurt outs of words and such)

Im sorry GROUNDSMANS COTTAGE???? 👀 NAHNAHAHHSBDKAAA IM ALREADY YEAH IM EXPLODING RAKAJAOAOAIDHFNC

What WHAT WHATA WDYM SAYS GOODBYE WAIT NO NO OKAY LOOK PAUSE SIT EAIT I MEAN LOOK WE ALL HATED MALLARD A LITYLE BIT AT SOME POINT BUT GOOD GOSH WE ALREADY GOT SO MANY DEATHS-

And eait BLEUPETRTO WDYM COMPANION. WAIY OKAY YEAH IM IM LOOKING

Im sorry Ig otta pause brfore reading to just admire YHE TITLE CARD GOOD GOSH ITS GORGEOUS

To be fair as far as I can remember we didnt exactly get too many solid images on locations from the canon BUT GOD ITS WORTH THE EAIT LOOK AT THAT COTTAGE!! AMAZING

Okay OKAY WAIT BLUE PETER wait MAYFLOWER MAYFLOWER AND AAAAAAASBFYJAAJOAOAOSJFNF GOD OKAY IM YEAH ITS INTERESTING THAT ITS WELSH YEAH

Cant blame you Blue Peter I learned the Welsh language through the Great Westerns HGAHAHAHDGDGDV OR YEAH ATLEAST RESEARCHING THE GWR OF COURSE

AYYYY LETS GOOO WIN WIN FOR MAYFLOWER NOW THATS NICE TO HEAR

Ay wait LMS??? 👀 WELL. YOU LEARN SOMETHING NEW EVERYDAY I SUPPOSE

"If Arrow didn't even bother with you, you knew that you had been an outcast." WELL DANG AIGHT YEAH THATS CERTAINLY SOME KNOWLEDGE.

Im sorry NRW TAILWAY????? NEW RAILWAY WAIT. OKAY RIGHT. NOTED THEN NOTED

Okay OKAY HOLD ON THERE BLUE PETER AIGHT. Okay yeah that is true yknow a black sheep in a field of white sheep YEAH ITS UNDERSTANDABLE

"We're just engines doing our best despite everything, Blue Peter, sir." give mr a minute MAYFLOWER YOU SWEET LITRLE. AIFHDJOKAY.

And good gosh okay THE CRANE WIVES IS PLAYING. And god BLUE OETER LOOK HES YEAH. Man idk IM JUST IM FRELING SAD FOR BLUE OETER LIKE THE GUY JUST YEAH HES THAT.

insert me just clutching onto a pillow so much cause Im just IM SAD FOR THESE TWO THEYRE TRAGIC OKAY

Mayflower MAYFLOWER GOD- MAY GOD GIVE HER AND BLUE OETER THE BEST THEY JUST THEY DESERVE IT OKAY THEY DO

Wait ducks. DUCKS MALLARDS WIAT WIAKALJD

Wait WIA TIEA TIB LONG LOST ENGINES THE THEORR MY THEOFYAJKA ITS CONFIRMEDM????????? NO FUCKING WAY EAIT. IM SHOCKED EAIT WAIT EIAT.. IT MIGHTVE BEDN CONFIRMED????? THAT THE MALLARD HAVE ENGINE SOULS???????

Eaiy HOD FOR A SECOND I THOUGHT IT WAS ONE OF THE MALLARDS EHO SAID THAT LAHAGAHGDJDBF PROTEUS

Wait. Give me a minute I gotta read this like eyes locked onto the screen

Insert me reading silently just taking in every single emotion

This is the bit THIS IS THE BIT WAIT ITS THE BIT THE LITTLE PEEK

Insert me yet again getting deep into the emotions cause GOD THIS HURTA

He killed Doncaster. OKAY EAIT. HE KILLED ONE OF THE A1/A3s??? OKAY YES I EXPECTED IT BUT THEN LIKE DONCASTER????????

No no. NO. WAIY WAIT. NORTH?????? THE FUCK DO UOU MEAN FUSION WAIT IS NORTH A HYBRID TOO??????? WHAT IS HAPPEMING???????

Im sorry he nearly died from trying to beat Mallards record? Im. God WHAT

Insert absolute silence as Im yeah Im just reading as my brain tries to hold onto whats last of my sanity

"I just wish you had been a better person"

Crying counter: 1

wELL ATLEAST. YEAH TYDFILS HERE.

(Im not okay God that line just IT CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD IT HITS SO HARD AT HOME.)

Ay AY AY AY LISTEN HERE NOE SHE EAS JUST GOING OUT LIKE YKNOW A WALK. SOMETHING I THINK YOUD NEED

Exactly EXACTLY PERCY EXACTLY

"I always seem to need help though" okay WHO HURT BAKU ON THIS. WHO HURT- GOD THAT HITS HARD.

Yeah YEAH GO WITH EHM TYDFIL!! SHE DESERVES A BREAK DEF DEF

AUFHGSGIDHFH GOD THIS BIT IS YEAH ITS DEF GONNA BE A FAV DEF ITS GONNA BE SOMETHING NICE TO LOOK BACK ON

Wait. Olivia for FOR FUCKS SAKE OLIVIA- SHE NEEDS TO REST LIKE GOD OLIVIA YOU NEED TO REST YOU GOT AN UNBORN BABY INSIDE OF YOU RRST UP

EXACTLY POLLY EXACTLY FOR GODS SAKE EXACTLY

Waiy. WAIT WRLL???? A GOLD DUST WELL OR????? I SWEAR TO GOD IF NORTH PULLED A BATMAN HIDEOUT RN

Damn. Okay right- I mean I do have some theories on if Merry did yknow yeah mother Olivia but good gosh THATS CALLED DENIAL.

Ay AY AY AY POLLY DONT NONONONONONOO POLLY I SWEAR NO NO NO

Ay WAIT TERURBLERJHSJAIAOA THEORY CONFIRMED YES

Theory confirmation counter: 2

WE WIN THESE THINGS WOOOOOOOO OKAY WE GOT CONFIRMATION YES

Wait IM SORRY GOLD DUST TORCHES????? NO WAY THATS SO AOFJFIFI THATS SO FITTING????

Oh so thats how you spell mediavael.

Woah. WOAH WOAH WOAH AY WAIT WAIT PAUSE LET ME GET INTO THIS UNIVERSE RQ RQ- NO FUCKING WAY. HOW MUCH FREE TIME DID THIS MAN HAVE GOOD GOSH???????

No way NORTH HE WAIY. WAIT EIAT HE. ALL THESE ENGINES GOOD GOSH. HUNDREDS?????

Holy God ROOSTER ROOATAKAOAOAOSKDJX OHFNAUAPAOAOAOAOADB F HEDID HE DID REVIVE ROOSTER HE DID AAAAJFHAKAOAOOAHDDB

Theory Confirmed counter: 3

Im sorry A V2???????? AY AY. THAT MEANS WAIT AAYAYYSDJCJFOOWIS LETS GO WE GOT ANOYHER V2 GUYS LETS GOOOOAHAJAOOADBX VOSKAOAKAKA

ColdthTSHRKAISVD

OHMDYAIAOAGAAGHAHDC ITS COLDSTREAMER YALL ITS COLDATEAMRHHRKAJAHAAAAAAA

ITS HER LET DGO

Wait POLLY NO EAIT POLLY- WHAT ON RARTH IS GOING ON????? WHAT WAIG WIA YSILVER SOULSBWOSUGOAJAAAAAAAA

AILVER SOULS THERES SILVER SOULS NO WYA WAIT. GOD WAIY WAIT LEATHER BOUND BOOKS COULD ONE OF THEM BE NORTHS JOURNAL?????

Merry. MERRY HAMPFON. MERRY WAIT NO NO WAIT WYYEHS YES RIGHT MERRY. Okay I swear SOMETHING HAPPENED BETWEEN THE GDCS AND MERRY I SWEAR TO FUCK SOMETHING HAPPENED

Wait. That eas Merry's engine, and Polly's soul started to react to it like it had black smoke or something. SOMETHING FUCKING HAPPENED-

Ojay my eyes may be blurry BUT GOD IM YEAH ITS THEORY TIME GUYS. Ill make sure to note down this chapter, def a big big bitch to uncover lore wise. And I thought my revival theory would be bigger than the Mother Merry theory, BUT I WAS WRONG

Ay GREAT WESTERNS ITS THE WRSTERNS

AWIRJFHFHD HAMILTON MISSED MALLARD- Okay look I knew she had a friendship with Mallard to a certain level BUT I NEVER KNEW THEY WERE THIS CLOSE LIKE BEST FRIENDS IN A WAY

AAASGDHHFHDGAHAHHAHDVC WE GOT A NEW DUO YOU LOT SO CHIN UP FOR FLUFF

Exactly EXACTLY WE DONT TOLERATE MAYFLOWER HATE IN THIS HOUSEHOLD

TARGET THE HATE TO MS PARSONS NLANG /DEJK

If Im being quite honest Im just I CAN HEAR MY HEART POUNDING. EVEN WITH MUSIC ON I LITERALLY CAN HEAR IT CRYSTAL CLEARLY- GOD THIS CHAOTER WAS. WAS CERTAINLY A WAKR UP CALL DEF.

But all in all A GREAT READ YET AGAIN!! Gosh Im yeah I GUESS I HAVE PLANS FOR THE WEEKEND NOW LMAOSIDHDB

[ptergwen]

Hey! I was wondering if you could do a fluffy type thing based on the gif of ur navigation page. Ya know the scene in the movie where he can see whos doing what on their phones? and maybe the reader is like talking about their crush on him? i think tht woukd be a rly cool concept. but you dont have to do it if you dont want to :)

this is really cute omg i never would’ve thought of it either :,)

i couldn’t find the gif in question but close enough

“i have access to the entire stark global security network, including multiple defense satellites,” edith tells peter as he looks around the bus through his glasses. “as well as back doors to all major telecommunication networks,” she adds on. peter’s eyes go wider, images of his classmates’ and teachers’ phones popping up.

“woah,” he mumbles to himself. he can see people’s texts, google searches, everything. peter can’t help but be curious about what you’re up to. you’re sitting alone and kind of hunched over in your seat, so he assumes your phone is out. that gives him an idea.

“um, edith?” peter asks for his new... friend. she responds almost immediately. “yes, peter?” “what’s y/n doing?” your picture, name, and a view of your screen show up in his glasses. “i can’t believe that worked” he mutters and glances over at you again in person. you sit a few rows ahead of him.

he���d wanted to sit with you for the ride, but dimitri wouldn’t let him. something about blowing his cover.

peter focuses in on your screen again. you’re texting mj, in long paragraphs, and her messages back are just as lengthy. it seems like it’s a pretty personal conversation. maybe he shouldn’t be snooping on you. “edith, could you-“ his heart beats a little faster when he sees his name come up. he’s technically not snooping if it’s about him.

“yes, peter?” edith prompts him. “never mind,” he dismisses her, wanting to find out why he was mentioned. he sneaks a quick peek at mj to make sure she hasn’t caught on. she has a habit of always being in his business. she’s across the bus with brad next to her, so she hasn’t picked up on the fact that peter is watching you two.

chewing on your bottom lip, you type out your next message. peter jumps in his seat as it flashes across the screen.

you

i really like him and i thought he liked me too but he’s been kind of like... idk avoiding me the whole trip?

“i’m not avoiding her!” peter whisper yells, biting the inside of his cheek while he waits for mj to reply. it then hits him what you said in the first part. you like him. not just like him, really like him. he could pass out right now and call this a dream. he’s been crushing on you for a while, but he was too scared to say something. this is definitely a confidence booster.

mj

wdym avoiding you? he’s been ditching the whole class y/n/n. kinda sus if u ask me

you

stopppp 😭 maybe he has something going on bc he’s been weird since before we left

mj

uh he’s been weird his whole life

peter purses his lips at that, eyebrows furrowed in offense. he can’t believe nick fury is ruining his love life. or, the potential of him having a love life. you could’ve been cuddled up next to him and listening to music together right now. he’d made a playlist for the trip of both your favorite songs, that specific reason being why.

but, no. nothing that isn’t superhero related can ever go peter’s way. he’s had enough of fury and his team controlling him.

you

i don’t wanna get dramatic or whatever but should i just give up? if peter is busy i don’t wanna overwhelm him

“thanks, edith. you can stop showing me now,” peter decides, getting up from his seat before he loses his nerve to. he makes his way through the aisle and over to you. “i said all kids stay seated!” dimitri scolds him with a stern look through the front mirror. he doesn’t actually care if people get up, he just wants to keep peter away from everyone else. good thing he’s the one driving so he can’t do anything about it.

“sorry!” peter calls back, making you look up from your phone. giving him a lopsided smile, you quickly shut it off. you didn’t expect him to be the rule breaker getting yelled at. “hey,” you greet him. “hey. can i sit with you?” peter smiles back, without the nervousness. he already knows your feelings are mutual.

you scoot closer to the window so there’s more room. “yeah, always.” “thanks,” he breathes out a laugh and takes his seat. “i like your glasses. when did you get those?” you compliment, loving the way the blue frames sit on his face. peter squints at you. “glasses? what glasses- oh.” he’d forgotten to take them off before coming over. great, now he needs an excuse.

“they... they, um, at this store in venice...” that’s all he can come up with. you’re guessing the glasses have something to do with his stress lately, and you’re not far off. you let him leave it at that. “well, they look really good on you. really really good,” you laugh and get a laugh of relief out of peter as well. “thank you, y/n/n.” “you’re welcome.” you’re grinning for real now, and being the cause of it makes peter so happy.

he’s ready to shoot his shot.

“do you wanna, um, listen to music with me?” peter asks softly over the loud rumbling of the bus. “i made a playlist... for us.” for us. him coming over here, thinking of you like that, the doubts you were having earlier are starting to fade away. you nod, a giggle slipping out of you. “yeah, we can share my earbuds. thanks, peter.”

you unzip your backpack and grab them, peter biting back another grin. this is working out exactly how he wanted it to. you hold out an earbud to him and put yours in. peter does the same, adjusting his while both of you move in so the wire doesn’t stretch. yup, that’s why. definitely not so you two can be closer.

“can i plug these in?” peter asks, taking the connecting end of the wire. “mhm,” you hum and watch him put it into his phone. he opens up spotify and goes to his playlist, titled with a smiley face and every pink heart emoji. that brings yet another smile to your face. “aw, that’s cute,” you comment, taking a leap of faith and resting your head on peter’s shoulder.

peter hits shuffle and makes a move of his own by resting his head on yours. he lowers the music a bit so he can say something to you, confess to you what he finally has the courage to you. “hey, y/n?” he mumbles, waiting for you to look at him. you already were. “i like you.” you settle into peter even more and let out a content sigh. “i like you, too.”

[elliesguitarstrings]

Just Friends

Masterlist

Pairing: Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Summary: You and Tom haven’t seen each other since filming Uncharted, and you decide to surprise him at his Jimmy Kimmel interview. Although you’ve always been “just friends,” you can’t help but think there’s something more.

A/N: Hey y’all sorry it’s been a few days since I last posted, I’ve just been super stressed with school and stuff, but I actually really like this fic and I hope you guys like it too!

Warnings: Language, fluff, angst if you squint

WC: 2.4k

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It’s been months since you and Tom last saw each other in person.

While filming Uncharted, the two of you had become extremely close, hanging out in each other’s trailers and spending all of your free time together. In such a short period, you had become best friends, but neither of you could deny the spark of something more. Unfortunately, the two of you never got to explore that spark because of the short time limit. After wrapping, you and Tom went your separate ways, him to Atlanta to film Spiderman 3, and you back to your hometown for a well-deserved break.

That doesn’t mean you two haven’t stayed in contact though. You and Tom have texted and facetimed almost every day since you parted ways, or as much as his busy filming schedule allows. Throughout this time, however, you never seemed to discuss the obvious love connection between you two. Without actually speaking about it, you both seemed to agree that that conversation would be better to have in person.

This bring us to today, where Tom is backstage at Jimmy Kimmel, anxiously waiting for his interview segment of the show. He picks up his phone and decides to text you before he goes on to settle his nerves, wishing you were here to comfort him in person.

T: Are you watching the show yet?

Y: yep I already have my tv turned to abc! are you going on soon?

T: Yeah, I’m so nervous though

Y: why? you’ve been on the show before and you’re like amazing at interviews

T: Idk, Jimmy just said “be ready for a surprise” and he looked really suspicious so I’m scared

T: I just hope they don’t bring like Jennifer Aniston out or something because I would totally freeze and make a fool out of myself

Y: lmao that would be kinda funny tho, but I’m sure you have nothing to worry about

T: Okay we’ll see haha

T: Gtg I’m on in 10, I’ll facetime you after I’m done!

Y: kk, good luck tommy :)

T: Ahh thank you!!

What Tom doesn’t know is that you are ten times more nervous than him. While he’s under the impression that you’re sitting on your living room couch watching the show, you are actually in the dressing room down the hall from him.

Last month, when Tom told you he was going to be on Jimmy Kimmel to promote Cherry, you had the idea to surprise him. You emailed Jimmy not expecting a response, but to your surprise, he actually emailed you back and loved your idea.

So, here you are, waiting backstage and shaking with anticipation to surprise Tom. To be completely honest, you’re even more nervous now that you know Tom is expecting some big star like Jennifer Aniston, who you know has always been his biggest celebrity crush. But nonetheless, you shake off the nerves as best as you can, just hoping everything goes well.

“Please welcome our first guest… Tom Holland everyone!” you hear Jimmy’s voice over the speaker in your dressing room.

Now that Tom is on stage, you can safely leave the room without him seeing you, and you head to the side stage, waiting for your cue.

Tom and Jimmy talk about Cherry for a few minutes, and you can’t help but admire him. His voice, his face, his outfit, everything about him is just perfect. And even better, he’s here in person, closer than he’s been to you in a long time. It takes every ounce of self-control in you to stop yourself from running onstage and hugging him now. ‘Only a minute longer,’ you tell yourself.

“So, other than Cherry, what other upcoming projects are you working on?” Jimmy inquires onstage.

Almost there…

“Well, as most of you know,” Tom addresses the audience, “I’m filming Spiderman 3 right now, which has been going brilliantly. It’s definitely going to be the best one of all the Spiderman movies I’ve done. And I just wrapped on a film called Uncharted a few months ago in Berlin, which was so much fun.”

“Ooh, Uncharted, tell us more about that!"

“Yeah, well it’s based on the video game, and I play the main character, Nathan Drake, who’s on a quest throughout the film. It’s a lot like Spiderman in a way, with all the stunts and stuff, and I think it’s going to turn out great, I can’t wait to see it finished.”

“That sounds like a lot of fun! And if I’m not mistaken, you seem to have met a certain Y/N Y/L/N while filming?”

“Oh, Y/N, yeah, she’s great,” he starts to gush, and you immediately smile, “we became friends super fast, and I miss her so much. I wish she could be here right now, but she’s watching from home actually, so hey Y/N!” he looks directly at the camera and waves, as if he’s waving to you through the screen.

That’s your cue. You tiptoe onstage behind Tom, trying your best to shush the immediate gasps from the audience.

“Well Tom,” Jimmy smiles, “I think your wish may have come true.”

“Huh?” Tom looks around, confused, until his eyes land on you, and he completely freezes.

“Hey Tom,” you smile.

“Y/N! Holy shit! You’re here, you’re actually here!” he exclaims, not caring that he just cursed on live TV.

Tom immediately springs off the couch and sprints to you, arms outstretched. As soon as he reaches you, he picks you up in a tight hug and spins you around, both of you laughing. He sets you down, but still keeps you in a tight embrace, not pulling away until neither of you can breathe. He steps backwards to take you in, still trying to fathom that you’re actually here, with him, after all this time.

“Y/N, wha-, how? I thought you were at your house!” Tom can barely form a sentence, smiling wider than ever and completely out of breath.

“Eh, my house was boring. I thought it would be more fun here with you,” you smile.

He pulls you in again, whispering, “I missed you so fucking much.”

“You have no idea,” you whisper back, resting your forehead on his.

The two of you lock eyes, and for a moment, it’s like you are the only two people in the world. You both start to lean in, lips almost touching, when Jimmy interjects.

“Alright, you two, while that was very sweet, we do still have the rest of the show to get through, so why don’t you come sit down,” Jimmy laughs, bringing you and Tom back to reality.

“Right, of course,” Tom responds, trying his best to keep cool in front of the audience.

Tom ushers you to the couch, keeping one hand on the small of your back as he follows you. He keeps his arm around you when you sit, staying as close to you as possible without raising any more suspicions from the audience.

“So, you two, huh?” Jimmy smirks.

“What? Oh, no, Jimmy, we- we’re just friends,” you laugh trying your best to hide the obvious blush on your cheeks.

“I don’t know, that seemed like a little more than just friend behavior to me over there,”

“What do you expect, I haven’t seen her in half a year!” Tom exclaims, saving you from more embarrassment.

“Okay, okay, fine. Just friends,” he turns to the camera and winks, earning laughs from the audience.

“Anyways Y/N, we already talked about Tom, so tell us about you! How was your experience filming Uncharted?” thankfully, Jimmy moves on.

“Well, up until this point I had only really done small indie films, so it was definitely a major change. But Tom was so nice in helping me and it actually turned out to be such an amazing experience, probably the most fun I’ve ever had filming a movie…”

You go on for a few more minutes, talking to Jimmy about your role in Uncharted and your career in general, exchanging small glances with Tom, who just sat back and listened, completely entranced by you.

“Alright, well thank you so much for coming Y/N, it was great to have you! I’m afraid I have to keep Tom for a few more minutes for our next segment, but you’ll have him all to yourself soon enough,” Jimmy smiles.

You laugh, “Thank you so much for having me Jimmy, it was such a pleasure!”

You stand up and hug both Jimmy and Tom, giving Tom a small peck on the cheek before you walk offstage, waving to the audience as you leave.

You smile all the way back to your dressing room, completely overjoyed that you were successful in surprising Tom. As soon as you sat down on the small couch, not even two minutes after you walked offstage, your phone starts blowing up with notifications.

You see that your best friend texted you, so you check that first.

BFF: so you and tom huh? girl why didn’t you tell me?????

Y: what no???

Y: we’re just friends!!

BFF: that’s not what literally all of twitter thinks

Y: wdym? they don’t know anything

BFF: go check rn, i’m telling you they’re going batshit crazy over you two

You check Twitter and immediately see the fans already going crazy over you and Tom.

“just friends”????? bullshit did y’all see the way they almost KISSED?????

TOM AND Y/N I SHIP I SHIP I SHIP

did y’all see the way tom looked at y/n? he’s totally in love omg

UGH I’M SO JEALOUS AKSDHJSAHDSHD I WANT TO BE Y/N SO BAD

they’re so cute help omg

THE WAY Y/N FLEW OUT TO CALIFORNIA JUST TO SURPRISE TOM??? JUST FRIENDS MY ASS

Were you really being that obvious? You quickly call your friend, looking for some advice on what to do, and she picks up right away.

“Okay you were right, they’re going absolutely insane,” you start.

“I mean what do you expect y’all almost kissed on live tv!”

“Shut up.”

“Come onnnnn Y/N, I know you like him and he obviously likes you too so just talk to him! You already know that you two would be the cutest fucking couple ever. Plus you already have the approval of twitter what more could you need?”

You laugh, but you’re still hesitant.

“I don’t know, what if he doesn’t like me back?

“HE. ALMOST. KISSED. YOU. ON. LIVE. FUCKING. TELEVISON. I THINK HE LIKES YOU BACK BITCH!”

“Okay first of all we didn’t almost kiss, and second of all I don’t want to ruin our friendship. Plus how would I even tell him?”

“Okay YES YOU DID ALMOST KISS! And this isn’t middle school! Just tell him how you feel.”

“I’ll think about it.”

“Think about what?”

You whip around and see Tom standing at your dressing room door.

“Fuck I gotta call you back,” you whisper, quickly hanging up the phone.

You turn back to Tom, still standing in the doorway.

“How much of that did you hear?” you ask, blushing profusely.

“Um, all of it I think,” Tom looks down and you immediately start to freak out.

Tom, however, looks back up at you and smirks.

“So you like me huh?”

You stay silent for a moment, a billion thoughts running through your head. You contemplate denying it and staying just friends with Tom. But then you think back to what your best friend told you just a second ago.

“Just tell him how you feel.”

“Yeah Tom. I like you. And not as a friend. This isn’t really the way I intended on telling you, and I get if you don’t feel the same way, but the way I feel about you isn’t just platonic. There’s a connection between us that I felt since the day we met and I can’t help but think that you feel it too. And then today it just got, like, ten times stronger and I-“

Tom promptly cuts you off by cupping your jaw and placing his lips on yours, sending a rush throughout your entire body. His lips feel like heaven, moving ever so gently against yours, and again, it feels like you two are the only people on Earth. The kiss is warm and loving, and although it doesn’t last long, the moment has already been engraved in your mind for eternity.

He pulls back, looking into your eyes, making sure he hasn’t made a mistake, but you only stare back at him ten times more lovingly.

“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” he whispers.

“Me too,” you whisper back.

He takes your hands in his, “Y/N, I do feel that connection, and I want us to be more than just friends. I always have.”

As much as you are relieved that Tom feels the same way, you can’t help but worry.

“What about the distance? Are you sure we can handle that?”

“Of course we can,” Tom assures you, “I don’t care how far away we are from each other, I love you, and I’m never letting any amount of distance take that away.”

“But these past few months have been so hard without you, and we haven’t even been dating, I just- I don’t want to be apart from you anymore.”

“Then move in with me. Come to London and live with me!”

“Okay,” you grin.

“Wait, really?” Tom questions, taken aback.

“Yeah, why not? I mean, obviously we won’t be able to be together all the time because of our jobs, but it’ll be the closest thing.”

“Are you sure? That’s a big commitment to move that far.”

“I’m positive Tom. You’re my best friend, and now, I guess you’re my boyfriend,” you giggle, “I love you too, and I want to be with you, even if that means moving thousands of miles to London.”

Tom smiles, “You called me your boyfriend.”

“Shut up you dork, come here.”

You pull him in for another kiss, still feeling like you’re floating. Your lips once again move perfectly together, as if they’re made for each other. You’re completely consumed in him, and him in you, and in this moment, you know that he is the only one for you. In this moment, you know that you want to spend the rest of your life with him, and only him, and it’s the best feeling in the world.

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[leejungchans]

— juliet on kingdom (episode 7).

juliet’s masterlist

from may 13’s episode

note: read the tweets from the bottom up 💕 keep in mind that this contains spoilers in case you want to watch the episode first :3 more under the cut bc this gets LONG ahjdhwjd 😔

— juliet’s outfit;

disclaimer: the blurring of faces in my outfit collages is in no way meant as a form of disrespect, the sole purpose is to put the focus on the hairstyle and there is absolutely no ill intent. thank you for understanding!!

so everyone really kinda freaked out last episode

bc they didn’t see juliet in the previews for the unit stages

she wasn’t with jongho, eunkwang and seungmin

nor was she with 3racha and joong

so that would leave the performance unit right??

atinys were desperately zooming into screenshots of the performance unit stage for any sign of our girl

and found nothing :(

even in the preview that came after the first one, she was nowhere to be seen 😔

eventually some people started theorising if it was bc mnet didn’t let her participate for whatever reason

and the truth is...drumroll please 🥁

SURPRISE

the boys sent her to be in the rap unit with joong 😋😋

mnet just didn’t show her scenes in the first two previews (like they did with minhyuk)

but she was in the previews where they went to jyp 🥺🥺

she was paired up with jisung for the 120-second interview :3

just two shy besties uwu

“why? why are you laughing?” jisung whines, “and right after you looked at my face too!”

juliet continues to laugh, hiding the lower half of her face behind her hands. “sorry, sorry, i’m not laughing at you, i promise!” she says between giggles, “i just didn’t expect us to be so nervous.”

“ah, i get shy around new people, more than what people would expect. so that’s kinda why i’m a bit awkward right now.”

“i’m like that too, but i thought we became closer friends during the sports day filming! i’m hurt!” she says, placing a hand over her heart.

“no, no, no!” jisung defends, waving his hands frantically, “we did! i’m still shy, i guess.”

“not shy, not me!” juliet sings in response, doing the hand movement in the choreography of itzy’s song.

stunned into silence by the sudden reference of his label-mates, jisung blinks at her owlishly before a loud ‘pft’ sound emits from both of them, and they dissolve into giggles once more.

“okay, okay,” she says, sobering up a little after a few seconds. “we need to do this seriously. no more being awkward! awkward is just a mindset.”

jisung’s eyes widen. “woah, you’re right. we won’t feel awkward if we just tell ourselves that we’re being cool.”

she nods approvingly. “exactly. we are cool.”

“okay then, let’s go!” he shouts enthusiastically, earning muffled snickers from the other members who are sitting off-screen.

juliet and jisung go quiet again from his outburst. she even tried to bite the inside of her cheek to stifle any laughter, but her efforts are futile as they both promptly collapse to the ground in a fit of giggles.

“i-i don’t think we can do this,” juliet wheezes to the cameras, clutching her stomach as tears gather in the corners of her eyes. beside her, jisung isn’t faring any better as he attempts to catch his breath.

off-screen, changbin playfully complains, “yah! what are you two doing? you’re supposed to be doing an interview!”

when she entered the jyp café with joong and minhyuk 3racha was like omg hiiiiiii

no one was happier than chan to see her 🥺

AUSSIE AUSSIE AUSSIE OI OI OI

3racha made her, joong and minhyuk sing their orders 💀💀

minhyuk: juliet your ears are so red lmao

juliet: [quickly untucks her hair so it covers her ears] do i really have to do this? 😭😭

chan: yes you do bestie 🤩

“[sighs] americanoooo~ joha joha~”

hongjoong: [cringes but also uwu bc she’s his baby]

3racha: kqjejwjdnsj awwww

minhyuk: ohhhhh~ cuteeee

smh juliet stop (unintentionally) collecting men 😔

okay but changbin treated them all with his jyp artist points 🥺🥺🥺 changbin best boy

juliet, to chan: i’ll come next time to use up your points 😼

minhyuk: me too!! juliet let’s go together!!!

yeah she malfunctioned for a second bc The™️ lee minhyuk just said that and he was her celebrity crush for the longest time pls

she is the most successful melody 😔

she was so excited when they all went to chan’s studio

“ohhhHhh so this is the famous chan’s room 😼 honoured to be here mate”

pls they named themselves 6racha and were literally just having a blast in the studio 😭😭😭

minhyuk: your voice sounds so different when you rap!!

juliet: really? 😅😅 i didn’t really notice

minhyuk: yeah it’s cool :]

okay but when they went to jypbob for lunch

she was so amazed by all the food

“😮😮😮 THIS ALL LOOKS SO GOOD WTF”

the Jeekies™️ making their debut on national tv

yes both jisung’s and juliet’s 🥰🥰

she was so shy when the others in mayfly came to watch rap unit’s rehearsal 😭😭😭

also everyone in the mayfly vocal and dance units went ❓❓❓ where is juliet????? shouldn’t she be here??????

felix: where’s my bestie :(

no lixliet for the unit stages 💔

wooyoung/jongho: oh she’s in the rap unit :D

“WDYM SHE’S IN THE RAP UNIT??????”

okay but as much of a power move this is, she was also so so so nervous

like, the most nervous she’s ever been on kingdom

bc she’s going to be performing with so many incredible rappers, juliet knows that she really has to give it her all to keep up with them

so she was Big Stressed™️ and not in a fun way

it was more of a “oh god what if i’m way too far behind and the difference in skill is so obvious that i cost our groups points????” way

but in true queen fashion, she definitely killed it during rehearsals and everyone in the unit reassured her that she had nothing to worry about 🥺🥺

move over round 2 juliet bc if you thought that was the last we’d see of rapper juliet, you have a big storm coming 😼😼

she rapped with hongjoong before he joined changbin, then rejoined the performance to rap with chan!!

aussie line stans are well fed ✨✨

girlie was collecting everyone in the audience 😼

pls but ateez was so proud of her bc they knew how stressed she was about this performance 😭😭😭

she was so relieved when mayfly won that she teared up before being pulled into the group hug :(((

“i’m so relieved by the results,” juliet says to the cameras during their backstage interview, the other members in the rap unit nodding in agreement. “we all had a lot of fun preparing for this performance, and i’m just really proud of us.”

“wait,” minhyuk says, tone laced with concern, “are you tearing up? why? we did well!”

hongjoong, sitting in the back row, reaches forward to pat juliet on the shoulder comfortingly as she goes silent to suppress the tears. “she was really stressed preparing for this performance, so she’s a bit overwhelmed right now,” he explains for her.

juliet inhales deeply before saying, “because our unit has so many great rappers, i felt burdened because i was scared that my rapping wouldn’t be up to par with everyone else’s. but everyone was so encouraging and kind, and it really helped me push through the pressure, so i’m very thankful.”

“ey, you did so well,” jisung says enthusiastically. “we never worried about your performance!”

now that their rap unit finished performing she could sit back and enjoy the other performances!!

she was mesmerised by it’s one’s dance unit bc their performance was so beautiful

she said :OOOOOO

then came mayfly’s dance unit!!!!

“MAYFLY LET’S GOOOOOOOO”

pls she was their biggest hypewoman 😭😭😭😭

literally screamed during san and felix’s part

then when wooyoung and felix did the stunt????

she lost her SHIT

the way mnet cut from chan’s worried “felix?” to juliet’s “FELIXXXXXX :D” 😭

“YEAHHHHHHHHH MAYFLYYYYY!!!!”

pls she was so so proud 😭😭😭😭😭😭

in conclusion mayfly are besties now ❤️❤️

— fan reactions;

a/n: hello is everyone okay because I AM NOT 💔💔 all the stages from today were so so good and i’m so proud of all the units 🤧🤧💗 i NEED the studio versions of all the songs from today <//3 (and from round 2 too 😭) also lemme know if you’d like to see the full version of jisung and juliet’s 120 sec interview!! 😋 (though i’m prolly gonna write it anyways whdjwhs) your feedback and support means a lot to me so tysm!! 🥺❤️

[night-fallz]

XY’s Muse

Based on this prompt

Like I have stated before, this is my first fanfic. Please let me know what you think of it. Any kind of criticism will be welcome.

uploaded on 01/23/21

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Chapter 2

XY was staring at the ceiling. A week has already passed. And he still couldn't stop thinking about the day he spent with Marinette. It was the most fun he'd had in a while.

Before the whole Silencer fiasco, his father would not stop pressuring him to produce a new song. So when they met up for dinner and his dad came up with the idea of stealing someone else's music, he couldn’t bring himself to decline.

XY knew it was wrong.

But all he wanted was the chance to finally impress his dad. Bob Roth might not have the best attitude towards him, but he was all XY had left.

Xy already lost his mom. He would not lose his dad too.

At least, that's what he believed. He should've known that his father was just using him for money. According to his dad, money was the most valuable thing in life.

XY scoffed. He should've known better. He should've known that all his father thought of hi-

He felt a buzz in his pocket and his face immediately brightened. Marinette just texted him!

Marinette: what's up?

Marinette: have u been inspired yet?

Marinette gave XY the idea to just sit back and let inspiration hit him. It was a common idea but it was one that most people tend to forget in the long run.

XY: nothing much

XY: and nope.

XY: my dad has been pressuring me to come up with something tho

Marinette: ignore him

Marinette: he's just mad cause he can't get any ladies

The three dots popped up on his screen.

Marinette: OH CRAP I'M LATE

Marinette: TTYL.

XY rolled his eyes and smiled.

They've been texting back and forth these past few days. He's learned so many things about her and vice versa.

It was nice. It's been a while since XY has had a friend.

Maybe she'll be even more, XY couldn’t help but think as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Huh," XY said out loud. "Even more"

And just like that, inspiration for his next song hit him.

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Marinette was thinking of a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed musician when she heard her phone ring.

"Tikki!" she screamed, staring at her phone as if it was Hawkmoth himself.. "He's calling me. XY is calling me."

Tikki sighed and floated next to Marinette, "Maybe you should answer it. It would be pretty rude to keep him waiting."

"Right, right," Marinette answered his call and hoped her voice didn’t sound as squeaky as she thought it did.. "Hey."

"Hey."

There was a moment of awkward silence.

Marinette didn’t know what to do. She glanced at the small goddess.

Tikki rolled her eyes at their awkwardness as she gestured to the phone. Ask him why he called you, she mouthed to Marinette.

Marinette nodded. That was a smart idea. "So," Marinette cleared her throat. "Why did you call me?"

"Right, Uhm." Marinette heard him shuffling around his room. "You know how you've been asking me if I was inspired and stuff?"

Marinette's eyes grew wide and a huge smile took over her face as she started to nod before remembering that he couldn't see her. "Yep." she eagerly said, "Did you find any?"

"Yes!" Marinette could hear the excitement in his voice. "I was actually wondering if you wanted to design the outfits for my music video."

Marinette's eyes looked shocked. "Yes!" she jumped around in excitement before remembering she was still in a call with XY. "Why me though?"

XY’s voice sounded confused.. "What do you mean, why you? You're literally perfect for it. You're talented. Plus, everyone loves your designs."

Marinette’s cheeks resembled a tomato. She has never been more thankful for the fact that he couldn't see her right now.

"Thank you." Marinette managed to mumble. "That really means a lot."

"You're welcome." XY said. Marinette had a feeling he was smiling though. "I have to go and have my dad listen to the demo. But I'll text you later, okay?"

"Yep," Marinette whispered and gave Tikki a cookie. "Good luck. I know that whatever song you came up with is gonna sound good. No matter what he'll say."

Marinette heard a faint "Thanks" from the phone before the call ended.

Marinette screamed into her pillow and looked up and saw Tikki look at her with amusement. “I think I like him.”

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"So, what do you think?" XY asked as his father finished listening to his song. "Is it bad? Do you think people will like it?"

Bob Roth grinned at his son. "This is a Masterpiece. Where did you find this?" He gestured to the video of XY singing the song, "Who did you steal this from?"

XY's proud smile immediately turned into a scowl. "What do you mean, who did I steal this from?" He yelled at his dad, his blue eyes glaring at him as he grabbed the demo from the table. "I made it. I came up with it myself." XY felt his eyes tearing up. "Something you would actually know if you thought of me as something more than a money-making machine."

How could he? XY thought as he climbed up the stairs. Is it that hard to believe that I could come up with something good?

XY slammed his door shut. "All I wanted was to prove to him that I wasn't a talentless son." XY put his hands on his face. "I just wanted to make him proud."

XY felt a buzz in his pocket and immediately knew that it was Marinette. After all, she’s the only one that ever texts him.

Marinette: how did it go?

Marinette: did he like it?

XY wiped away the tears that were starting to come out of his eyes. He couldn't help but smile. Marinette certainly had an effect on him.

XY: he called it a masterpiece

Marinette: yes! I knew he would like it.

XY: yeah

XY: but then he asked me who i stole it from

Marinette: THAT JERK

Marinette: WTF

Marinette: THAT's SO MESSED UP

Marinette: HOW COULD HE-

Marinette: DO YOU WANT ME TO BEAT HIM UP FOR YOU????

XY laughed at her text messages. He only started to text her and he already felt better.

XY: no, it's fine

XY: i actually yelled at him

Marinette: ...

Marinette: do you feel better?

XY: actually, yep.

XY: he's a really sucky father

Marinette: for some reason, a lot of the blondes i know have a toxic parent

Marinette: it's kinda sad

XY: maybe it's a paris thing

They texted back and forth, XY laughing at the memes Marinette sent.

XY: You're definitely a daughter of Athena

Marinette: ( ⚆ _ ⚆ )

Marinette: is that a percy jackson reference i see

XY: yep

XY: have u read the books?

Marinette: duh

Marinette: you haven't lived til you've read the books

Marinette: sadly, the movies sucked tho

XY: I KNOW

XY: ANNABETH WASN'T EVEN BLONDE

Marinette: EXACTLY!!

Marinette: SJSJSJSJSJSJ

 Marinette: THE MOVIES SCARED ME FOR LIFE

XY: oh yeah

XY: before i forget

XY: what's ur insta?

Marinette: which one

XY scrunched his eyebrows up in confusion.

XY: What do you mean by which one?

Marinette: i have two

Marinette: one as my personal one and the other one for commissions and stuff

XY: ohhh

XY: smart

Marinette: i know ;)

Marinette: my personal one is @Mdupaincheng and the one for my commissions one if @MDCdesigns

XY switched his apps and searched up Marinette's personal instagram. He clicked on the first result that came up.

The profile picture was Marinette in a blue, silky dress that went just above her ankle. There was a slit on her left leg that showed her knee. It was nighttime and Marinette was practically glowing under the city lights. She was staring at something on her right side, with one hand running through her silky black hair which was down for once.

She looked hot.

After XY stopped admiring her profile picture, he finally noticed her follower count.

She had 200,000 followers. 200,000.

It wasn't as high as XY's follower count, that was still quite a lot.

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XY: i didn't know u were insta famous

Marinette: wdym?  

Marinette: which acc

XY: ur personal one

XY: u have over 200k followers

Marinette thought that she read his text wrong. There's no way that Marinette had that many followers. 200,000? There was no way.

Marinette: ur lying

XY: I'm not.

XY: check ur acc

It's been a while since Marinette has logged onto her personal account. The hate she got the last time she's been signed in was too much for her and when Alya told her to log out and just focus on her other account, @MDCdesigns, she couldn't bring herself to argue against her.

Marinette hasn't even thought of that account since that day. So when she logged in and saw that XY wasn't lying, she accidentally dropped her phone in shock.

Tikki looked at Marinette with a questioning look.  

Marinette ignored her kwami and texted the blue-eyes boy back.

Marinette: HOLY SHIT

Marinette: I HAVE 200k FOLLOWERS

Marinette: HOW TF DID THAT HAPPEN

XY: when was the last time you checked ur acc

Marinette: about 3 months ago

Marinette: the media thought i was adrien's gf and his fangirls came at me

Marinette: i got a ton of hate and a friend of mine told me to log out and just focus on my @MDCdesigns acc

Marinette: so i did

Marinette: i haven't thought abt that acc since then

XY: the fangirls were probably just jealous

XY: it's been months so they probably calmed down

XY: I'm looking through the comments rn and so far the latest hate comment you've got was about 2 weeks ago

XY: you've got a bit of a fanbase yk

Marinette: WHAT DO I DO

Marinette: DO I JUST CONTINUE NOT TO POST OR SHOULD I POST SOMETHING ON MY STORY ABT HOW THANKFUL I AM FOR 200k

Marinette: HOW COME NONE OF MY FRIENDS TOLD ME ABT THIS

XY: don't post anything rn

XY: post a picture of yourself and the caption it something that shows ur thankful for the number of followers u received

XY: OH

XY: a few hours before u post the picture, make sure u post on ur story abt how ur back from ur break on social media

XY: that way ppl will understand why u haven't been active

XY: it'll also have ppl prepared for ur post and they'll be waiting for u to post it

XY: that'll give u more engagement and stuff

Marinette: thank u

Marinette: that was really helpful

Marinette: when should i post something?

Marinette: AND I STILL DONT KNOW WHY MY FRIENDS DIDNT SAY ANYTHING ABT THIS

XY: u told ur friend that u were taking a break from social media right?

Marinette: yes

XY: then they probably weren't expecting u to post anything so they weren't checking ur insta

XY: u should post something on the weekend

XY: that way ppl wouldn't bother u during school this week

XY: if u want i can help u come up with ideas tomorrow?

Marinette: yes, please!

Marinette: do u wanna come over

Marinette: we can plan it in my room so that ppl won't overhear us

XY: guess I'll see u tomorrow then

XY: just text me the time ur available and I'll be there

Marinette: make sure to wear a disguise tho!

Marinette: we got lucky last time and no tabloids caught us

XY: ur right

XY: we must've been really lucky if no one got a pic of us

XY: but okay

XY: I'll wear my best disguise

XY: goodnight, princess

Marinette blinked a few times, making sure she read the text correctly.

Princess.

Marinette: goodnight ♥

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Firsts With : Denki Kaminari

First Time Meeting

Talking to someone online was so much easier when they didn't have to see your face. You didn't like your looks that much and girls in your homeroom didn't take kindly to those who weren't confident. So much for a hero school. It might have been your closed off vibes, but guys tended to ignore you.

But when you were playing a PC game, there was no such thing as insecure. And that's where you met Denki. He was the funniest, and when the two of you exchanged numbers your texts were an escape from everything.

Denkiiiii!! I wanna talk to my future class mate! You were so excited to tell him the good news.

Woah 👀 what is this?

I'm transferring to UA 💛💛

That was something the poor boy didn't notice. You sent him hearts, you tried to subtly flirt with him, you sent him those massive heart memes, and he still didn't get it. What you didn't know was that he didn't even know you were a girl.

RHTJEODYJEBDJ UMM YES ??? He was so excited to meet you. You seemed so awkward, which was fun. It was so interesting to just watch you second guess a text and give a long explanation just for him to laugh it out and say it's okay.

I'm on my way to get my uniform now. I can't wait to meet you tomorrow 🙏🙏🙏

Wait wdym hop online for a bit 🥺🥺 He was so cute. Neither of you exchanged pictures of yourselves, but he said that he had electric powers. No matter what he looked like, he was going to be adorable to you.

Okok hold up

:D

The next day he kept spamming you to send him a picture. We agreed we wouldn't do that

But we're meeting each other today 😭😭

As you walked into the school you sent a picture of your outfit with your face not in the frame. He was confused as to why you were wearing a girl's uniform, but then dismissed it and assumed you just preferred girl's clothing.

When you got into the classroom Aizawa told you to stay in the front of the class. Everyone filed in to their seats. "Everyone, this is y/n. She's our new student. Go take a seat where the empty desk is."

Kaminari was amazed. Y/n. You. You were y/n. You were a girl. You awkwardly sped walked to your seat behind him and sat, looking around. He whipped his head around. "You're y/n?!"

You looked at him, confused. You saw that he had a black zig zag in his hair. "Lightning bolt." You stated. You then perked up and grinned. "Denki!"

"Hang on, I—"

"Focus." Aizawa stated.

Denki quickly turned back, blushing madly at the fact that he managed to have a really awesome friendship with a cute girl.

Your face was heated. He was so handsome, and his smile! You couldn't believe you had such an amazing friendship with someone who's kindness reflects his looks.

First Real Conversation

After class he told you to stay put before bolting to his friends and saying something inaudible for you to them. They all looked at you, causing you to blush and look away from them. You quickly realized that was rude of you and looked back at them, shyly waving. They all chuckled.

You frowned and looked away, your face feeling so heated at the moment. He came back to you, grinning. "Okay, let's go."

You both started walking to the second classroom of the day together. He didn't know how to really word that the fact that you were a girl was shocking to him.

"I thought you were a guy." He stated.

"What?" You chuckled. He sheepishly smiled at you. "My name?"

"It isn't a Japanese name, so I just thought it was exotic."

"My clothes?"

"I just thought you preferred girl's clothing."

You giggled. "Wow." You then paused, before taking a deep breathe to work up the courage to tease him. "I wonder if we would've still have been friends if you knew. Would you have jumped to flirt with me like you do with other girls on the mic?"

His face flushed. "No! I mean yes! Yes, we would still be friends! I'm sorry if—"

You out your hands on his shoulders. "Denki, I'm totally kidding. Your too awesome to not be friends with." You nervously chuckled out a goofy laugh.

"Oh wow, you have a really cute laugh." Kaminari blurted out, though he didn't regret saying it.

You sheepishly grinned. "A flirt till the end. However you see me, I'm just really glad to be your friend."

"Me too!"

He was so excited. He was totally gonna fall in love with you, he felt it. You were too cool to just think of as a friend. But that was something to worry about later, when his feelings got stronger. Right now was simple crushing.

First Time Meeting His Friends

It's been three days and Kaminari begrudgingly told you that his friends want to meet you. He assured you that all his friends were going to love you, and that Bakugo will be just as unfriendly to you as he is to others, no more and no less.

You were on your way to the common area from your room while everyone waited for you. "Why'd it take three days for you to introduce us?" Sero asked.

Denki smiled and rubbed the back on his neck. "Honestly, I kinda wanted to keep her all to myself."

"Silly Kaminari," Mina slapped his back. "That's for clingy boyfriends, not creepy friends who have a fantasy of being with their female friends."

"I'm not creepy!" He pouted. "Just please remember that she's shy!"

"A girl who's shy and goes to you for comfort when she's nervous around other people." Sero stated. "That sounds like your dream girl." He chuckled out.

Kaminari chuckled. "I know right? I'm taking things slow though, so I don't scare her off. I'll ask her out some time, just not soon."

"That's so manly!" Kirishima grinned, getting excited for his friend.

They then heard you walk in and stop to look at them. They all turned to you, your face immediately becoming red at the sudden attention. Kaminari rushed over to you and led you over to his friends.

"Hi." You squeaked, waving.

"Guys, this is y/l/n y/n. She's awesome!"

"We're gonna be best friends!" Mina said, taking your hands. "I'm planning on stealing you away from Kaminari."

"I'm Sero." He stated. "Kaminari's right, you are cute."

You quietly gasped, not knowing how to react to this whole situation. Denki called you cute. A random guy just said the same right to your face.

"Ignore him!" Kirishima said. "He's kind of a flirt too. Anyways, I'm Kirishima. The guy with the mean face is Bakugo, but unless you threaten him he's harmless."

"Shut up shitty hair! And you!" He pointed accusingly at you. "I'm not soft or anything, so don't expect me to be nicer to you for no reason!"

"Okay." You quietly said, nodding understandingly.

"You're really okay with that?" Sero said.

"He didn't mean anything bad by it." You said quietly. You were extremely nervous, and felt so stupid. You knew you needed to speak up but couldn't for your nerves being shot.

"We're gonna watch a movie." Kaminari said, holding your wrist firmly. "You can sit next to me."

"Okay." You quietly said as he led you to the couch.

He requested for the group to watch a movie so you wouldn't feel too much pressure to talk as much. You both sat together, and just as your blonde friend was about to put his arm around you, Mina squeezed in between.

"Let's sit next to each other! Do you know this movie?!"

Kaminari frowned. "Hey—"

"I wanna sit next to her too." Sero said, coming to your other side. He then handed you a popcorn bowl.

You chuckled. "Thank you. And yeah, I've seen the movie. I like almost all genres, so I watch a lot of movies."

You three of you started talking about movies, and your electric friend pouted as he sat in his lonesome edge of the couch.

First Hug

It's been two weeks of you merging into the friend group. Kaminari felt a little frustrated, and even more frustrated over the fact that he had no right to be. Mina was stealing all of your time, and moving schools made you busy with catching up as well.

He saw you in the dorms walking to your room with books in hand, wondering whether he should greet you or not.

"Hi." He said weakly.

You quickly turned your head and grinning. "Denki, hey."

"You seem busy." He said sadly.

"Um, yeah..." You immediately caught the sadness in his voice, setting your things down on the couch. "What's wrong? You look upset."

He tried to laugh it off. "I just miss you I guess? When you're not busy with your other friends you have work to do. I feel like there's no time for me." You stared at him in surprise, and he backtracked. "That sounds a little selfish of me, sorry. You have the right to do whatever you want."

"No!" You quickly said. "You're right, we need to hang out more. I have missed you a bit too. Whenever I'm doing work and I don't feel like it I keep thinking about you."

"Really?" He grinned.

"Hah, yeah." You glanced at your books. "You're not busy, are you?"

"Nope." He smiled.

"Well, I actually am. But I could do my work in your room while you do whatever if you'd like. I know it's not that—"

"Yeah, let's do it!" He quickly grabbed your books and began walking to his dorm.

You laughed, catching up with him. "You're such a sweet friend Denki."

"Nah, you doing this more me is sweeter." You blushed at how nice he was being, even though he admitted to feeling neglected by you. You guys got there and he set the books on his bed. "Let me know when you're done you when you wanna take a break."

"Okay."

He sat on his chair and put his headset on. You stared at him for a second, feeling a surge of happiness from how content he was by just being in the same room as you. You turned his chair to face you and took off his headset, putting your arms around his neck and sitting on his lap without thinking.

"You're an amazing friend. I'm so lucky." He ignored the pang from the word friend and hugged you back. You felt so easily molded against him. He held you with one hand on your back and the other on your waist.

"Woah!" He chuckled. "You know, I could say the same thing about you."

You shifted in his lap to look at his screen, silently thanking the fact that he couldn't see your steaming face. "What're you gonna play?"

"What's this?"

"I think I'll watch you play for a bit before getting homework done, if that's okay."

"Course it is!" He excitedly began to show you the game as he kept one hand on your waist.

First Hand Holding

An annual carnival arrived, and you were all excited to go. You asked Kaminari to help you pick an outfit, him happily doing so. After he did you told him that it would be really fun to try and match as besties. He agreed without hesitation.

After Kaminari gladly endured the teasing, where even Bakugo made a little jab, you all headed there. Kaminari had this hopes deep down that someone would mistake you two as a couple today.

You and Mina stood in line for drinks while the others heard two guys talking about you two. "Let's go talk to them, they're both pretty hot."

"Which one do you want? The pink one?"

"Nah man, the other one."

They both chuckled. "Ah, man, I was hoping for that one. She looks pretty easy."

"Let's flip for her."

All the guys heard them with disgust. "Peh, pathetic." Bakugo mumbled.

Sero looked at the rest of the guys. "Do you wanna handle it quietly or are we gonna kick their asses?"

"Maybe we should be more quiet so we don't get kicked out." Kirishima suggested.

They all nodded, and Bakugo glared at the two guys at you and Mina walked back. The two felt a little uneasy from the stares, but were still beginning to walk over to the group.

"Hey, what's up—" Kaminari quickly went over to you and cut you off, taking your hand.

"Let's go." He quickly took you over to the photo booth as the rest of the guys took Mina away to another booth.

"What're we doing in here?"

"Ah, these guys were being creepy and I wanted to take you away from that."

You put up your joined hands. "And why are our hands still holding?"

He sheepishly grinned at you. "Your hand's warm."

You grinned and nodded, taking his hand away. You then took out your wallet and paid to take pictures, making sure to buy an extra copy You brought back your hand to his. "Okay, c'mon!"

You both started posing and laughing with your hands together. Once you two finished you both stepped out of the booth got your pictures. That's when the rest of the group found you.

Kaminari awkwardly let his arms drop to his side, which you noticed. As everyone started walking you slipped your hand in his.

"Is this okay?" You muttered.

He gave you a cheeky smile. "Always."

First Sleepover

There was a knock at your dorm door, and you opened it to see a nervous Kaminari. You could tell that his smile wasn't genuine. "Um, hey."

"Come in." You gently tugged on his arm as he went into the room. You quickly closed the door, as it was both past curfew and prohibited for a guy to be in the girl's dorms. "Are you okay?"

He shifted in place, looking away from you. "Do you think I'm stupid?" He quietly asked.

"What? No, of course not!" You stepped closer to him and put your hand on his cheek so he could look at you. "Why would you even ask that?"

"Just some people from another class. They pointed out that I'm probably one of lowest when it comes to test scores in our whole year. I was just thinking about it all day, and they're kind of right. I was just wondering if you knew they were right yet."

"I'd never think that Denki. And they're not right." You brought him into a hug, and he melted into your warmness. He wasn't in the mood to keep up a smile and laugh everything off. And you did your best to help him at being okay with not being okay. "Is there anything you wanna do? Play any games or something?"

"I kind of just want to go to sleep, um, here. If that's okay. I don't wanna be alone tonight."

You nodded and grabbed his hand, leading to the bed. You both silently crawled under the blanket and faced each other. He gave you a weak smile. "I'm sorry."

"For what?" You asked. You absent mindedly traced his jawline, causing him to relax.

"For being emotional today. I don't want you to see me like this."

You thought about what to do, blushing at the thought. "Let's cuddle then. It might be easier for you to talk if we don't see each other."

He gave you a small, genuine smile, scooping you in and snuggling you. "Thanks."

You were close with him as it was, but your realization of your feelings towards him was new. The fact that he went to you in his time of need was unreal for you. But you needed to push aside your own feelings and comfort him right now.

"Y'know, not every hero has to be a genius. What they really need is the spirit to go on and the heart to save people. Both of which you have."

"What if a hero gets scared or insecure sometimes?"

You smiled. "That hero admitting his feelings and coming to terms with them makes him all the better person."

He began rubbing your arm and snuggled deeper into you, a silent thank you that you were willing to take. You then very quickly drifted off to sleep.

When you woke up Kaminari was playing a game on your computer, with bed head and a content look on his face. "Morning." You said groggily.

He immediately turned off your monitor and grinned at you. "Good morning!"

He went over to you and sat on the bed. You lazily smiled. "Feeling better?"

"Yup. You gotta get up now."

You groaned, curling into your blanket. "I don't want to though."

"But you have to so we can talk."

"About what?"

He lightly pinched your cheek. "I can't tell you until you get ready."

You lightly groaned. "Mm, fine."

You got up and picked out an outfit. He got out to let you get dressed, waiting for you to come out as you both went to the bathroom and brushed your teeth.

"Okay," you said as you both walked down the hall. "What did you wanna talk about?"

He looked around, seeing no one else in the hallway. "Will you go on a date with me?"

"What?" You quietly asked.

"I won't sugar coat it. I really like you, and yesterday I realized that now was the time. I keep daydreaming about calling you my girlfriend and treating you really special, as special as you deserve to be treated."

He then nervously laughed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I guess that might sound a little creepy. But you don't have to give me an answer right now. Just let me know by Friday, so we can do something over the weekend, if you want."

Before you could say anything Mina spotted you two and called out for you both, causing your answer to be cut short.

You did run up to him later and jumped into a big hug, agreeing to that date.

First Date

You heard a knock at your door, immediately opening it. You've been waiting in your room for over an hour, not wanting any chance to be taking too long to get ready.

He sheepishly smiled as he held out an origami rose. You took it and grinned, admiring how well done it was. "It'll last longer than a real rose." He then paused. "But if you want a real rose then we can stop by—"

"I love it. It's really creative and pretty. It's better than a real rose, cause I can keep it for memories, so you don't have to worry about it okay?"

He nodded and watched as walked into your room and put it on your desk. He then stared at your legs, which you caught as you walked back to him.

"Denki." You grumbled, shifting your legs uncomfortably.

He looked back at you. "Oh, no no no! It's not like that I swear! I just noticed that you were wearing the shirt I got you when we all went to that mall! I wasn't– being a pervert I s–swear..."

His voice faded off as you put your hands on his cheeks, getting closer to him. "Don't panic Denki, I believe you."

He melted into a smile, holding your hands on his face. "I think it's super cool that you're more confident like this."

"You make me more confident."

He kissed the tip of your nose. "There's nothing to not be confident about with you." He then pulled back and took your hand. "Let's go."

You were both a blushing mess, and you were also both glad that each other couldn't see the blush. Once you got outside the dorm building Kaminari pulled you in closer, leaving no space in between you.

"You're so bold." You chuckled out. "Very main character worthy."

"I don't know about that." He nudged you. "I think I'm funny enough to be the comedic side character. If it were a horror movie, I'd die in the middle."

"Hm, what about me? I feel like an overcautious side character that's like the second or third to die, y'know? And then her death shows everyone that she's right."

"Nah, you seem pretty final girl to me."

You both talked about what movie characters each other would be before you got there. "An arcade?"

He grinned. "Yeah! I have a lot of rewards points so I didn't have to spend that much." He then realized how bad that sounded, becoming more quiet. "Since this date is on a budget and..."

He faded off, and you looped your arm in his. "And this is the perfect first date place."

You went in and were both completely relaxed, just messing around and being yourselves. It was amazing. Kaminari trying to show off and be the best at certain games was absolutely cute, and when you caught him trying to let you win in air hockey he quickly apologized and you both ended up purposely doing bad to try to make the other win. You both had so much fun.

Afterwards he took you outside and looked around for somewhere to eat. You remembered that he didn't have that much money, so you told him that you wanted to go to his favorite fast-food restaurant, saying you have a craving for it.

You felt really happy at how relieved he looked, wanting him to know that he doesn't have to spend money on you.

You both walked back to the dorms and swung your entwined hands together without thought. When you got to your dorm he gave you a chaste kiss on the cheek, but when you pulled back and smiled warmly he couldn't help himself and smothered you with cheek kisses.

"Thank you, for today." You said when he stopped, your arms around each other and your foreheads together.

"No problem. You can be my girlfriend and we'll call it even."

You hummed. "Deal."

First Kiss

After a three weeks of dating and a few more little dates, you couldn't take it anymore. When everybody went their separate ways at night you went to Kaminari's room as sneakily as possible. Sero did startle you and tease you about it, but that was it.

You quietly opened the door and closed it, him looked up at you from his phone as he laid on his bed. "Hey little mamas, what're you doing here?"

"Denki," you whined. "I can't take it anymore. I'm getting super frustrated."

He bolted up and walked over to you. "What's wrong? Did I do something? I don't really know what I did wrong but I can fix it and we—"

You put your hands on his cheeks. "Cutie Pie, it's nothing like that."

"Oh good, I'm Cutie Pie again." He smiled in relief.

You kissed his cheek. "You're always Cutie Pie." You then looked at him and frowned. "See, this is my problem!"

He grabbed your hips. "Beautiful, you need to explain a bit."

"We haven't kissed yet. I get strong urges to kiss you or make out but I've never kissed anybody before so I don't know how."

"Woah, I get the exact same way!" He grinned.

"Really?" You giggled, bouncing at your excitement. "We should practice!"

"Okay!" He then picked you up effortlessly and plopped you on the bed. You continued giggling as he dove in for a hug for laughs. You looked at each other as you laid down together. "Ready?"

"Ready." You both slowly went in, you too stiff and him to eagerly sloppy. You both pulled back and chuckled. "Sorry. I think I need to loosen up."

"It's okay, I think I was all over the place anyways."

"Maybe we should sit up." He nodded and did so, you sliding into his lap. He looked at you in shock. "Sorry, should I get off?"

"No! It just caught me off guard. C'mon, let's try again." You both kissed again, this time less awkward. You pulled back and smiled at each other, kissing again. "You know what this means?"

"Hm?"

"We can make out all the time now!" You both laughed, and before you could say anything in response he attacked your lips, now full on making out with you. You had to pull back for breath eventually, and your flushed state made him extra happy.

You rubbed noses together, occasionally giving each other a peck. "Hey, can you sleep over? I really wanna hold you for the rest of the night."

"Sure." You ran your hand through his hair as he stared at your lips. You noticed he seemed to be deep in thought. "Am I losing you here?"

He chuckled. "Sorry, I was just wondering how and when to ask you if we could French kiss." You looked at him in surprise, and he realized what he just said. "And I realize that wasn't the right way to say that."

"Either way you word it it's the same question, so don't worry about it." He smiled and nodded. "And yeah, let's try it. I see it a lot on those videos–oh my God."

You cut yourself off as you just admitted to your three week old boyfriend that you watch porn. But instead, he grinned and eagerly asked, "You watch porn?!"

"A little." You quietly said, shrinking in his lap.

"Is that something girls do?!"

You chuckled, becoming noticably more relaxed. "Yes."

He noticed how uncomfortable and embarrassed you looked, and didn't want to push it. It was no matter, cause you two would get to that once deep into the relationship, when he would no doubt tell you that he loved you.

He wasn't sure if he loved you already, but Kaminari figured that when he loved you most he would say it, and then he'd show you how much by making love to you. Then you two could experiment and figure out what you both liked. It'll be fun.

Buy despite that being Kaminari's long term plan for your relationship, he knew he first needed to focus on the now. Right now he wanted you to feel as comfortable as possible with him. It was one of his dreams for you to find complete security in him. It was right next to becoming a hero.

"That's super interesting! You're teaching me a lot of new things today." You perked up and nodded, giggling. "Okay, you ready?"

You nodded, and he tried to just put your tongue in you. You pulled back and giggled some more. "Wait, Denki baby, ease into it."

He slightly blushed at your fits of giggles. "Oh, sorry."

You noticed and immediately melted, snuggling closer to him. "Hey," you nudged your nose with his. "It's really calming to know that you're figuring things out the same as me."

He hummed and grinned. "How about you start the kiss? Then when I feel like it's a good time I'll take over?"

You agreed and gently kissed him, feeling more natural than the other kisses. You both got into the kiss as you pressed on a little. Soon after Kaminari swiped his tongue across your bottom lip, and you opened your mouth to give him control. He gladly did, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't absolutely fall in love with the way it felt to have his tongue massage yours.

When you pulled back for breath Kaminari smiled giddily at your flushed face, wiping the corner of your mouth with his thumb. "Alright, I don't wanna accidentally get too excited, so let's end it here, yeah?"

"Okay." You said as you slid off. "Let's practice some more tomorrow."

"You read my mind babe." You both got under the covers and snuggled together, soon falling asleep after a very good night.

[weuschoiceheart]

{11:27 pm}

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It has been 5 years since you met him, 4 years since you started crushing on him, 3 years since you two started dating, 2 years since your breakup, and one year since he left the country altogether. Funny how these things happened right after one another, like even time seems to be mocking you.

And yet...even after all these years...you still like him. No, you still love him. Your friends had told you to move on, go out with some other people, “there’s more fish in the sea, Y/N”. You tried to forget about him, had let your friends set you up with blind dates, did all you can to not let the grief overwhelm you. Now, the sadness was gone, but the longing persisted. 

It all happened suddenly. One day, he just told you that it wasn’t going to work out, and wanted to break it off. No matter how much you pleaded and tried to get a proper reason why, Jisung just ignored you. The next day, he packed up all his stuff and left your shared apartment. He cut off all ties with you afterwards, and it wasn’t until a year later that you heard from Chan that Jisung had left the country entirely. 

The days after the break-up were viscous. You locked yourself away from the world and cried, drowning yourself in your emotions. It wasn’t until a week later, when Minho arrived at your front door and physically dragged you outdoors that you finally decided to get a grip on yourself. 

Taking a deep breath of the night air, you smiled to yourself as you continued your nightly stroll. It has become a habit for you to walk around your neighborhood at night at least once a week. It was like a form of therapy for you. You can let your mind wander and think about something other than the stresses of the day. Usually, well mostly, your thoughts turned to Jisung, but those were only bittersweet memories now. Most of the pain was gone. 

Passing by the small cafe a few streets away from your apartment, your smile faltered. It was the place of many of your dates with Jisung, and even two years after the breakup, you still couldn’t bring yourself to go in. The memories in there were too strong, too painful. Standing there, you couldn’t help reminiscing the memories again, until the beeping of your phone distracted you from your thoughts.

Father of 3 Cats: Still out on your walk?

You: Yep.

Father of 3 Cats: Make sure to stay on guard and don’t get kidnapped.

You: Wow, are you actually looking out for me?

Father of 3 Cats: You wish, I’m only saying this because of a little surprise that might be coming your way....

You: Wdym? What surprise?

Father of 3 Cats: You’ll see. Any time now…

You: Huh? 

You: What surprise?

You: YAH!

You: ANSWER ME LEE MINHO!

Letting out a huff, you rolled your eyes. Typical Minho. That little bastard loves his surprises. Once, he snuck some wasabi in your birthday cake, knowing you hate spicy food. You had chased them out of the house for that, and threatened to steal his cats (Soonie likes you more anyway). Hopefully, this surprise won’t be as drastic as the last one, but with Minho, you never know.

As you were about to turn off your phone, your eyes caught the time and date, and your breath hitched. It was 10 minutes until Han’s birthday. You don’t know why you still care about it, but as you started walking again, your mind flashed back to the last birthday you guys spent together.

“What did you wish for?” You asked, the two of you rocking side to side as he back hugs you. The party was over, the other members had gone back to their dorm, but Jisung had stayed behind with you. The both of you were tangled in each other's arms, sitting on the balcony and observing the stars above.

“I can’t tell you,” you could see Jisung’s smirking, even without turning around. “Or it won’t come true.”

Pouting, you turned your head to look at him, your faces inches away from each other. He looked at you fondly, his eyes darting to your lips before giving you a light peck. The two of you stayed like that for a while, just lost in each other’s eyes and love.

Now, you wonder what his wish was. To end his relationship with you? Has he thought of it ever since then? Stop thinking about that, you mentally scolded yourself. Shaking your head, you wondered where he is right now. Is he celebrating alone? With his new foreign lover? And you got lost in your thoughts again…

“Y/N!”

You stiffened, heart racing. There it was. The voice of the person you’re thinking about. You haven’t heard it in years. Your hands trembled, and you stopped walking, but you couldn’t bring yourself to turn around, in case it was all up in your head.

“Y/N.”

The way he said your name, the same way he did when you both were still dating. As if he never left. Taking a deep breath and trying to calm down your heart, you slowly turned around.

Jisung stood there, a few feet behind you. He looked the same, but older, more handsome, and a tiny bit taller. His squirrel cheeks were still there, though his face has lost some baby fat. Dressed in skinny jeans, a yellow hoodie pulled over a beanie on his head, his hands gripped a suitcase by his side with a backpack slung over one shoulder. But the thing that made your heart start beating erratically again was the expression on his face. He was looking at you the same way he looked at you that night under the stars, when you asked what he wished for. Seeing that stare again, you suddenly realize what his wish might have been.

You phone dinged again and you tore your eyes away from your ex to look down at it, seeing it was another message from Minho on the screen. You didn’t bother reading it, knowing it was most likely a snarky comment about the surprise. You looked at the time instead, seeing it was exactly midnight, then directed your gaze to the boy in front of you. 

“Happy birthday Jisung,” you said, smiling softly. “You...came back.”

[incorrectquotes-randomthoughts]

(This is so long I’m sorry but I had to rant cause honestly I’m scared )

I literally made a post the other day about how we have to welcome in new fans and treat them equally but truth be told? I’M. NOT. FUCKING. READY

Bitch bitch bitch I mean I’mma have to stand this kids hardcore shipping Luke x Annabeth ???? Or Luke x Thalia ???? SIS they’re SIBLINGS wth Annabeth realized it later on it changed there was an arc.

Like this fandom closed the discussion on Luke’s redemption arc and the way he is and his motives we agree we have opinions but we’re FINE. Are you telling me ma boy is gonna be played by some hot teen (he is older) and 12 y/o’s are gonna be biased and I’m gonna have to yell at them across a screen cause they’re gonna act like Luke is a saint !!!!??

THE SHIPS. FUCKFUCKFUCK. BoTL Percy spent worried about Nico and if it’s done properly we’re gonna have all that worry face first and no one’s gonna be able to ignore it like the AMOUNT OF PEOPLE who are gonna say that’s OTP. I mean SHIT.

I haven’t even been in the [internet] fandom for that long like how I’m I supposed to go against this people who were here before me I mean they LEFT but what arguments do I have !?!?

The amount of people who only read pjo and went BYE like I can’t bring HOO up in discussions wdym????? How I’m I supposed to talk development and change and character arcs and what would they do in certain situations if you’ve never heard of them ????

I’M NOT READY

Y’all wanna know something terrifying? The maze runner fandom. Because there’s so little creators out there who actually love it the way I do and so much of it is obsessed with Thomas Brodie-Sangster and Newt I haven’t been there since I finished the books I couldn’t stand it. And I can’t stand the fact that our Percy actor is gonna be good-looking and I’m TERRIFIED of the amount of people who are gonna be here for what the actors look like you can’t understand this.

I MEAN all them debates are coming back up I can’t do this. This is such a fantastic fandom (and I’m in many, trust me) like we’re all at peace there’s no arguments you can literally come by and just vibe.

OH FUCK ANOTHER THOUGHT. So since we’re getting official characters and stuff I swear if ONE IDIOT hates on viria’s or Livibis’ or Markiehh’s art (they’re the one’s at the top of my head) because it’s “inaccurate” or “far off” from what they look on screen they better watch the fuck out because they have no idea the fandom they’re messing with.

OH AND SHIT I know this has been brought up but the way we treat Nico??? All baby and soft and all that and how our fanon Nico is just so different from the actual canon kick-ass Nico, ya know? But we kinda understand how powerful Nico is but we still love him cause poor kid was 10 and then all of it happened and he was 13/14 (?) during tlo and the PTSD so we’re chill with that BUT. There’s the fact that our son is gay and god the amount of people who are gonna come in (cause there’s obviously gonna be foreshadowing) and be like “ooh gay baby look at him” that’s badly explained but I know you guys understand. And specially if we get to HoO and the horrors getting to ToA would be. Like we already have our fanon Nico but if someone DARES to even IMPLY that Nico can’t kill you with a thought the entire fandom know better and will prove them wrong. But the new fans what would they know.

You know what’s going to be fucking horrible ???? PARENTS. I mean UGHHHHHH. My parents only know I’m reading what I tell them I’m reading (“a book about Greek mythology”). Like I’m terrified of my mom picking up The Burning Maze sitting on my desk or any Cassandra Clare book cause the homophobia in this household is astronomical. (Don’t know how many of you will understand but the PANIC I went through reading the red scrolls of magic? God knows she would check every book I get form the library from the on) Back to the point sorry. But y’all pjo is mostly safe but Rick already talks about how parents complain about adding a Genderfluid character to a Norse mythology book (I mean Ma’am go educate yourself) and how his books “would be more successful without [gay] characters” ???? What if we get Kane Chronicles some asshole is gonna come up about Sadie being polyamorous, Alex and Magnus are gonna be a problem, Will and Nico, House of Hades is gonna make Karens riot because of one scene.

You can see how Disney treats Seblos (hsmtmts) compared to the other couples on the show. You can see how not even half of Andi Mack is actually on Disney+ (after getting brutally canceled) you can see how Diary of a Future President hasn’t been renewed when it’s reviews are 100% for both critics and public. How the Love, Simon series was removed (now on Hulu) because it wasn’t a good mix with “the family-friendly content on Disney+” (underage drinking + s*x are brought up in discussions but the show isn’t out yet and we have no idea). So pardon me for being scared of how this is going to be treated.

Back to the new fans. I’m gonna say the topic that’s the most brought up that causes discussions is Leo (?) Tbh I’m still lost on the Leo x Echo thing that everyone else seems to understand. Plus the hate on Caleo is probably the biggest issue in this fandom. (Which is like saying the biggest problem in a perfectly written essay are some barely noticeable erase-marks, but still). Anyways a fair amount of people dislike Leo for reasons I kinda comprehend. I know a kid and he’s the exact definition of Leo, (I’ll probably talk about this in an individual post) and people don’t like him, I know most of you would avoid him. I know he’s great but people just don’t seem to like him.

(wOw i’M sO gOOd aT sTaYInG oN tOpiC)

I don’t think I’m gonna be able to survive hate on characters that probably WILL come.

Solangelo is called rushed a lot and I would want to see this two fall for each other and Nico let down his walls and talk about his PTSD from Tartarus (which friendly reminder Percy saw for a few minutes the way Nico saw it the whole time and it was the worst part of his entire experience there). But I mean there WERE six months between BoO and ToA, I am pretty sad we didn’t get to see them.

oH JESUS follow-up on Nico earlier; the fetishization, or Apollo, or Will.

Ok... ha, this is fun....

OH WAIT NEW THOUGHT SJDJDJD On the topic of Luke’s redemption arc... BIANCA,, they better do my girl properly who thought she had stayed months at the Lotus Hotel babysitting her lil’ brother and then was put into a school where they were outcasts and she probably knows as much as Nico about mythomagic from his rants and she thought he was gonna be safe and she wanted freedom and be her own person so she joined the hunters. And as a fandom we’ve talked this out but what about the new fans, they better not try to act like she did anything wrong cause that’s just not-

OH AND no one better hate on Clarisse cause yeah she’s the minor antagonist but she’s a very well-written character who doesn’t change the way she is but is kinda less of an ass towards Percy. And she and Silena are good friends and she and Chris are dating and she is a human being with valid feelings. She was terrified for Chris in BoTL and cared for him and nurse him back to sanity and stayed with him. She throws Percy and Annabeth into the lake which so it’s prove she and Percy are more in the friendly banter I-won’t-admit-how-much-I-care-for-you-if-it-meant-my-life relationship. Then this doesn’t happpen until the last two books (seasons?) so we can’t actually go around saying it? In SoM we learn about how Ares treats her which is SO important so I guess S1 comes out and we sit here telling new fans “You’ll know next season” cause we can’t directly spoil it and then we’re like “You gotta wait for seasons 4 and 5” ugghhhhh this is too much.

Ok I’m done for now I’ll reblog this with any new terrifying thoughts when if they come.

[kippentrash]

Post finale headcanons for Tyrus?

This came in last night but I was too tired to answer it so I’m sorry it’s late but here we go

Also a few count as during-finale off-screen

They sit on the bench laughing and talking a majority of the night with their intertwined hands resting between them

Marty left before TJ so Buffy went to find Cyrus and saw them sitting and talking and holding hands and just smiled and decided to leave them be

Anyway on to the post finale stuff sorry LOL

Even though they never really said any words about being boyfriends they have this whole Bexie thing where they’re like “my BOYFRIEND” to eachother but only in private

Cyrus knows Buffy and Andi know and tells TJ they probably already figured it out

But decided to let TJ decide when to tell them

TJ figures he trusts them and he wants Cyrus to be able to be happy and open at least with his friends

As soon as they tell Andi and Buffy and Jonah, Cyrus starts doing the “my BOYFRIEND” thing in front of them

And it makes TJ feel warm inside every time

Btw TJ gets integrated into the friend group naturally at some pt

For Halloween they decide to make up for costume day by dressing as somersault

Cyrus insists they don’t need to since TJ would be dressing in SHORTS AND A TSHIRT IN THE MIDDLE OF OCTOBER but TJ wants to do it and doesn’t take no for an answer

Cyrus makes big deals about planning small little dates for him and TJ

TJ starts teaching Cyrus the bare basics of piano and used it as an excuse to guide his fingers

Even though he doesn’t need an excuse because they hold hands almost any time they’re in private

Cyrus shows TJ tater theatre and TJ thinks its such a fun idea to do and is always genuinely interested

In highschool Cyrus always takes Buffy to watch TJ’s basketball games (yes ofc TJ joined basketball in hs wdym)

TJ and Buffy always banter but with no malice as Cyrus stands next to his boyfriend holding his hand

And every now and then Cyrus just looks at them and smiles being so happy abt how far they’ve come

Tyrus and Muffy double dates were started by Cyrus and TJ showing up at the spoon where Marty and Buffy were together

At first TJ wanted to let them be alone but Cyrus made a beeline for Buffy and then they were all together suddenly

But it was fun so Marty said they should do it again sometime which they did

TJ gets his license before Cyrus and always invites him to go on rides literally anywhere

Sometimes they just drive around and sing to music and talk and have no real destination

One day he claims its a Tyrus/Muffy date at a secret location but then the other 3 are confused when they see Amber and Jonah in the car who were just as confused

Then TJ drives the 6 of them to SAVA to get to see Andi and her school and art as a surprise

Seeing Cyrus’s face when he saw SAVA and ran to Andi made his entire week

That “date” was basically like going to a museum seeing Cyrus run around looking at things excitedly so TJ felt it was worth

And ofc TJ ran around looking at the art and was amazed by all the talent as well as have fun with all the others which made Cyrus happy that TJ and his friends were able to be happy ALL TOGETHER

Anytime they’d argue one of them would bring (or make from Cyrus’s end) muffins as an apology

They either have their first kiss at the swings (maybe reenacting swings 2.0)(initiated by TJ sly dog) or just mundanely hanging at someone’s house (initiated by Cyrus instinctively)

Cyrus finds his face hoodie at TJ’s house one day and they laugh over how small and oblivious they were

The way TJ smiles at Cyrus never changes because he adores this boy now and forever

TJ is the one to ask Cyrus to jr prom even tho its a given they’re going together bc he feels Cyrus deserves it

Cyrus is the one to ask TJ to go to prom in return down the line

Cyrus’s dancing never changes but TJ loves how excitable and energetic he is while dancing anyway

That’s all I got for now I just woke up lol

I just realized this is long im sorry lol

Late addition but even though they never had a convo abt calling eachother boyfriend, they DID have a conversation properly establishing their relationship

One of them is probably still half in disbelief so the other PROPERLY asks them out using the words “will you go out with me”

Cyrus probably asks because he’s always the one going off about the importance of communication

TJ probably responds with “I never thought I’d hear that. Yes. 100 times yes.”

[worldwide-winner]

Change (2)

summary: It’s only when he gets a girlfriend that you realize you have feelings for your roommate and best friend Jeon Jungkook. You tumble further into confusion as you realize you also have feelings for your other roommate and bff Park Jimin

Warnings: Drug mentions, drinking

After grocery shopping with the boys and getting crepes, the sun was already setting. Time had flown by and now you were peacefully scrolling on your phone from the comfort of your couch. Your peace was broken when your phone started vibrating aggressively, signaling the income of many texts.

You opened the group chat feeling more annoyed than you should.

Dance king: '____  ____'

Worldwide Handsum: '____ come to this party'

Tae: 'yeah, its lit'

Jimin walked up and looked over your shoulder. You sighed and typed up a quick response, "Sorry, don't feel like getting drunk and doing something I'll regret." Send.

Three dots popped up on the bottom of the screen.

Dance King: 'But ____, you don't have to drink.'

Tae: 'Yeaah wdym? Just come for the tunez and experience'

You rolled your eyes. They wouldn't stop bugging you until you gave in.

Worldwide Handsum: 'plus we need a ride. our last uber driver was rlly shady'

Tae: 'pls uwu'

You clicked your tongue and tapped away, "Why can't you just stay there?"

Tae: 'Gross, last time they spent the night I found Hobi naked on the table'

You chuckled, remembering when Tae called you, only to scream into the phone about how traumatized he was. "See u in 10. Bringing Chim w me." Jimin punched your shoulder lightly. "You didn't even ask!" you shrugged and smirked, "You would've come anyway."

It didn't take long to get ready. You changed into a lighter shirt and applied minimal makeup. Jimin was quick too, only changing into a comfier (but still fashionable) outfit and brushing out his hair. He drove since your car was in the shop. The house was massive and flashing lights poured out of the open windows.

You and Jimin walked side by side past the kids smoking on the porch and into the loud house. The music blared so loud that you could barely hear yourself think. You nudged Jimin, "Taehyung really outdid himself this time!" you shouted over the noise. He just nodded at you. "Speaking of Tae, where is he?" You shrugged. "Let's split. Text me when you find him." He smiles and nods, stepping out into another room.

You wander through a crowded hallway when you're roughly pulled into a dark closet. "What the heck?! Who is it?" you blink in the darkness and your eyes slowly adjust. "It's just me.." Taehyung's voice calms you. "Tae? What are you doing in a closet?! Is this a metaphor for something...?" you teased.

"What?! No! Listen I'm hiding from someone.  You slid down the wall to sit on the floor. "What happened?" He sits next to you. He's wearing a hideous cashmere turtle neck and jeans with gaping holes that leave his knees exposed. It would look horrendous on anyone else, but he manages to pull it off. "Well..." He brushes his pink hair out of his eyes. "You know the life of a party goer is preeeetty wild." You narrow your eyes at him as he continues. "There's the basic three things: Drugs, sex, and alcohol."

"Oh my god, you do drugs?!" He holds up a finger and glances away. "Well..." He bites his lip, pondering over his words. "Okay, so there's this guy that I usually go to. Not the best, but his prices aren't bad-" "Taehyung." You stop him, "You're crazy. You know that this is illegal, right?!" He throws a glare your way.

"You sound like my mom! Can I finish?" You press your lips into a thin line and grunt. "ANYWAYS... I was trying to throw him some hints. Y'know, just to say that his product quality is degrading a lil." You sighed. "What were these 'hints' then?" He coughs awkwardly and plays with his sleeves. "I stopped paying him." Your mouth drops. There is no doubt. Kim Taehyung is the biggest idiot you know.

You slap him upside his head and he yelps. "What the hel-" "YOU MORON! WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" he frantically covers your mouth with both hands and hisses "He'll hear us!!!" You lick his palms and he releases you with a disgusted look on his face. "Listen, he's here right now, and he probably won't be happy when he sees me. He might even gun me down." His eyes widen and start watering and he clasps his hands together, holding them in front of his chest.  "I can't die, ____,  I'm too young, too gentle, too-"

"Okay Tae, what do you want from me?" He smiles slyly, "I just want you to get him out of here." You squint in disbelief. "If you want me to flash him then my answer is no." He raises his hands in defense, "Hey, I didn't even think of that! Good idea though." He smirks and continues, "I was just gonna have you say I'm not home and give him the money." You unfold your arms that you'd unknowingly crossed.

"Here's the money." He presses a white envelope into your palm and you tuck it in your shirt. "Alright. I'll come to get you when he's gone." He smiles and grabs your head to squish his cheek against yours. "Ew don't touch me." You giggle and push yourself up from the floor. "I'll be waiting!" He sings and you shake your head as you step out.

You have to squint as your senses are flooded with everything. The music pounds into your eardrums and the lights blind you. Someone grabs your arm and pulls you into their chest. You turn and see Jimin giving you a puzzled look. "Oh, hey," you say softly. "I thought you didn't drink?" It was more of a question than a statement. "I- What?" you gently shove him.

"What makes you think I've been drinking?" You ask and he chuckles, "You just look so out of it." You roll your eyes and huff, "Yeah, that's probably because I've been in a closet for the past 15 minutes." He gives you a questioning look. "Tae's in trouble with a drug dealer. I gotta go find the guy."

"Here, let me go with you! Sounds dangerous." He grabs your hand, enclosing it in his. "What does the guy look like?" You groan again. "Didn't ask. I'll text him." You pull out your phone and text Tae. Your phone beeps and you pull Jimin through the crowded house. "Over 45, glasses, and pug-faced. Likely to have a girl on each arm."

Not too long after, you finally find him and he's surprisingly nice. You apologized about 50 times for Tae's idiotic actions and promised that it would never happen again and even follow him to the front door to ensure his departure. You sigh as you stare out the window. Jimin throws his arm around you to pull you closer. "____ I-"

You jerk away and feign shock. "I forgot, we need to get Tae!" You rush to the closet, your face flushing. This is normal. Jimin is always touchy. You slept with him wrapped around you last night for pete's sake! So why did it seem like there was something more to his show of affection? You tore open the closet door.

Taehyung is quick to spring up. "Let's go party!" He pulls you to the kitchen. It's surprisingly empty besides the few boys from your small friend group. Namjoon, Seokjin, Hoseok. Even Min Yoongi was there. "Hey! Hoseok shouted. "I haven't seen you since...." He taps his chin in thought. "Hobi. I saw you yesterday." You mutter. "Ohhhhh yeah!"

They were wasted. Seokjin stumbled over to you and you gripped his waist to keep him from falling. "____" He slurred, "I officially signed the papers... Joonie too. I-" Hiccup. "We're your new dads." You laughed and shook your head. "Gee, thanks, dad." He ruffles your hair a little too roughly and leaves to pour another cup of an ominous looking liquid into his cup.

The atmosphere suddenly turns awkward and Taehyung is quick to break the tension. "Let's play a game! Bring the pitcher, we're moving this party to the basement." Hobi lets out a too loud whoop and the group follows Tae out of the kitchen. Somewhere along the journey Jimin joins in and when you turn to him he flashes you a confused look.

You ignore it and the group halts as you reach the basement door. Taehyung always keeps it locked even though there's nothing of value stored there. It's where he could be himself with his friends and not have to keep up the rich host act.

He stepped aside to let you file down the stairs and you kept a close watch on the others, making sure they didn't tumble down. Once you were there, you clicked on the lights and Taehyung cut in front of you to spread pillows out on the floor. Everyone sat on a pillow in a small circle and poured themself a cup from the pitcher. Tae, who sat across from you, handed you a cup. You were too lazy to fight him. One cup couldn't hurt.

He groaned as he stretched his arms up, "It's so nice to get away from all the noise. Being the life of the party can be sooooo exhausting." You roll your eyes. "Then why do it? Why host parties and get wasted all the time?"

He gazes into your eyes before turning them to the ceiling. "It makes me forget how sad and lonely I am, I guess..." He opens his mouth to speak again but Namjoon drunkenly interjects. "That's dark, dude..." "Didn't know you were so emo" Yoongi adds.

Taehyung scoffs and Jimin changes the subject. "Let's play a game or something!" Everyone agrees. You end up playing truth or dare and the game is surprisingly tame. All the truths are about who has a crush on you and it's hard to believe that you're with 20-year-old men. The dares are mild too. Just kisses and prank calls. Finally, you decide to wrap it up and the group heads back upstairs.

The party has mostly died down, just a few couples making out in various corners and a group of people dancing. Tae turns off the music and cups his hands around his mouth to shout, "PARTY'S OVER PEOPLE TIME TO GO HOME!" To which they groan and stumble out of the oversized house. Jimin grabs your shoulder, "Let's get these guys home."

You look at Tae whos now picking up shards of glass from a vase while grumbling. "You know what Jimin? I think I'll stay here and help clean up." You turn back to Jimin, "Besides, I didn't even realize Joon and Yoongi were here. We can't even all fit in the car." He frowns and nods. "Are you sure though? I can drive back... I don't mind." You smile and pinch his cheek assuringly. "Of course, Jiminie. Just be careful driving!" He smiles widely and leaves with the four drunken men.

"Why are you still here?" Taehyung squints at you, holding a trash bag. You shrug and smile, "I figured I could help clean up... It can't be fun to fix this all by yourself." You motion to the messy living room. He nods with a small smile and you both busy yourself with cleaning.

By the time you finish, it's 3:30 in the morning and you're exhausted. Tae leads you to his large bedroom and you both plop down on the king sized bed, staring at the ceiling. "You sure you don't want to change into some pajamas? I'm sure they'd fit you." He asks, not making a single move. You groan. His designer, silk pajama set would probably feel like heaven but honestly? "I'm too tired to move."

"Same." he mumbles. "How can you be so lonely?" You ask, bringing up the conversation you had in the basement. He rolls over to face you and you do the same. He hums, looking at the ceiling again. "I know it may sound cheesy but... I wonder if anyone will really love me." You snort and he looks back at you.  

"What are you saying? Everyone loves you." You sigh. He frowns.  "You really believe that? I thought you were smarter." You gasped, offended, but let him continue. "They love the guy who's open to trashing his house every weekend. I doubt half of them even know my last name..." He trails off and you reach out to grab his hand. "You know our lil squad is always here for you Tae. We all love you, we just express it differently. Someday you'll find the right person."

He smiles and ruffles your hair with his free hand before pulling the covers up and you both drift off.

[amora-recs]

pinky promise┊park jimin

des: “let’s make a promise. a pinky promise.”

word count: 3.8k

a/n: listen y’all: this wasn’t supposed to be over 500 words, but i got really invested in it,, so here you go,,, enjoy.

“Would you please stay still?" you whined to Jimin, who couldn't help but laugh even more as he kept twirling around. "I need you to not move for just a few minutes, is that so hard to do?" a groan escaped your lips as you continued to complain to your best friend.

 Jimin didn't answer, instead preferring to hum along with the almost silent melody playing. Although you would have adored seeing Jimin dance, going through endless hours of supplementary classes with Mrs Choi wasn’t on your to-do list. Shivers immediately overtook you just thinking about it.

“Look, we can play ballerinas later,” you tried to explain after gently placing your camera down, standing up more than ready to give Jimin a piece of your mind, “just a few poses and we’re done!”

“What if I want to play ballerinas now?” you would have loved nothing more than to rip that pretty smile of his off his face, but your portfolio was in dire need of him. “Plus, wouldn’t a photo in motion be better?” he asked, walking right behind you as you picked up your beloved camera. His smile died the moment you turned around, a glare plastered on your face. “Y’know, if you keep glaring like that you’ll get wrinkles.”

“Jimin, I swear to God –”

“Fine, fine,” he gave up, finally sitting down on the stool you prepared for him. Things were thankfully pretty silent except for a few giggles here and there. And after fifteen minutes, just like you said, you were done. Despite being tiring, you loved taking photos of Jimin. You loved doing it so much you were sure you would have filled up your portfolio with photos of Jimin alone by now. And who could blame you? From head to toe, he was stunning.

 As much as you loved photography, dealing with deadlines, professors and life in general were more than you could handle. A long sigh could be heard as you slowly packed up the few pieces of equipment you brought, not ready for the upcoming all-nighter. Fortunately, Jimin promised he would keep you company since he was keen on supporting his best friend and had nothing better to do. Just as you were about to pick up your bag, something caught your attention. It was a piece of paper, a letter to be exact. It was just an ordinary letter, you thought before you caught a glimpse at the words “Park Jimin” and “Congratulations” together in the same sentence.

“Have you seen my…” words got caught in his throat as shock took over his features.

“You’re going to AVA?!” a rosy blush painted Jimin’s cheeks, bashfully scratching the back of his head. Despite the jumble of emotions you were going through all at once, you hurriedly hugged him, crumbling the letter you were still holding in the process. You knew you should have felt happy for Jimin, it was one of his biggest dreams after all, but you couldn’t help your poor heart as it slowly broke into pieces. “How did this happen?”

“I have been apparently invited thanks to an old teacher’s recommendation, and I’ll be going as his protégé,” he whispered, hugging you tight against his chest, ”but I wasn’t really planning on going.“ Jimin continued with a sad smile.

 Your eyes became the size of golf balls as you stared at him in disbelief. What was that supposed to mean? In the past four years you’ve known Jimin, going there was his greatest wish. So why wouldn’t he go? “Are you stupid? How can you possibly say that?!” you questioned as you kept hitting his chest. “This is your biggest chance! Don’t throw it away like that!” it was true. The academy was renowned for its worldwide known artists, especially choreographers. If anyone deserved to be known, it was definitely Jimin. You loved teasing him, calling him a ballerina and so on, but all in all, you knew he was talented. And such talents deserved to be known.

“I know, it’s just that I don’t want to go to France –”

“If you’re thinking about not leaving because of me,” you interrupted him, taking hold of one of his hands as you led him out the studio. You knew him all too well. Jimin was a sweetheart through and through. Of course he wouldn’t want to leave you. And judging from the way his expression changed, you were more than sure you were right, “you have nothing to worry about! How long you’ll be staying, anyway?”

“One year.”

 Exhaustion took over your body the moment you touched your bed. Your conversation with Jimin ended shortly after, leaving you puzzled and overwhelmed. The sleepover became long forgotten as you both parted ways the first chance you had. It was an uncomfortable subject for both you and Jimin to talk about. Thousands of thoughts were running through your mind, a small ball of anxiety slowly but surely building up. Jimin was going to leave, there was no denying in that. It was an opportunity he couldn’t just turn down for some flimsy photographer. You knew he’d be amazing. You knew he’d be a star. 

    A sudden need to procrastinate struck you, Mrs Choi being one of your least worries at the time, but knowing you wouldn’t be able to hear the end of it, you stood up, grabbing your laptop from the nightstand and your camera, not ready to dive into the wonderful world of editing. It wasn’t anything too interesting. At first at least.

 As you were selecting the photos, you came across a few oddballs. You smiled, looking through the pictures of your first year in college with Jimin. Not many things have changed since then. You were still you, and Jimin was still Jimin. You were still here, and Jimin was still here. For now, at least. He will be leaving for France who knows when. You were too shocked to even ask. And he’ll be gone a year. A whole year. It was heartbreaking and amazing at the same time. You knew he won’t forget you, he’ll come back and that you’ll finally be able to confess. Or so you’d like to think. Your buzzing phone made you realise you were crying and that you got a new message from Jimin.

jiminnie: are you ok? [10:50 pm]

 As you kept wiping your tears away, you thought about a good way to answer him. You didn’t want to worry him any more.

you: yeah wdym? [10:52 pm]

jiminnie: well, it’s a lot to take in all at once [10:52 pm]

jiminnie: i’m sorry. i was waiting for the right moment to tell you. [10:53 pm]

 Of course, he would. Waiting for the right moment to tell you he wasn’t going.

you: don’t worry, i get it. it’s not something you can just casually drop in a conversation. [10:53 pm]

jiminnie: yeah… [10:53 pm]

jiminnie: anyway, wanna go on a date tomorrow? :D [11:09 pm]

 The moment the word ‘date’ popped up on your screen, you snorted. Park Jimin, your best friend and your secret crush, was asking you on a date? Tomorrow? It wasn’t unusual for Jimin to act like the dearest peach there was, and going on little dates like this was his way of showing how much he loved spending time with you. You couldn’t help but beam at your screen as you typed your answer.

you: that would be lovely. [11:10 pm]

jiminnie: great! pick you up at 4? [11:10 pm]

you: of course!! <3 [11:11 pm]

 Just like he said, he was by your doorstep at four, ready to pick you up and take on your date. Or so-called adventure, as he liked to name it. Jimin made your destination unknown to you, talking about things such as the element of surprise. It was only when your walk came to an end that you realised what Jimin meant when he called it an ‘adventure’. It brought a smile to Jimin’s face to see your hilarious expression.

“We’re going to Lotte World?” you asked, letting out a breathy chuckle. Of course, he would bring you to Lotte World. He loved going to the aquarium, especially with you. Although most of the time crammed, Jimin loved walking around the aquarium, having meaningful conversations along the way. Since going to Busan every time he felt down was too much of a hassle, visiting the pretty sea creatures was the closest thing to home. It was as if the water soothe all his worries. So it came as no surprise that he would bring you here in one of the most stressful times of his life.

 You loved walking around with Jimin. Just like the water soothed Jimin, his presence alone soothed you. Words weren’t needed as you both walked in silence. It always started like this. You would be wandering for a few minutes, without uttering a single word, until you’d find the jellyfish tank and talk there. You found it funny how every time you’d take a different route as if that would change the end result. This time was no exception. In the end, you still found yourself admiring Jimin’s contagious smile as he awed in wonder at the numerous jellyfish in front of him.

“So,” you started, feeling the urge to look down, eyeing your still intertwined hands. Another thing you absolutely adored about him. He loved physical contact. It wasn’t anything perverted, he just enjoyed showing his appreciation through gentle touches such as this one, “is there something you want to talk about?”

“Not really.” he didn’t turn around, still mesmerized by the marine creatures, casting thousands of deep violet and azure shadows across his face.

“That’s a lie and you know it.”

“No…” he turned around to look at you. “Well, maybe. But I have a good reason why I didn’t bring it up.”

“And I would love to hear why.”

 For a moment, he let go of your hand, feeling himself getting nervous. His safe place didn’t seem so safe all of a sudden. “Because I don’t want to upset you.” his answer made you roll your eyes, already able to fathom what he was about to say.

“I’m a big girl, Jimin. I’m sure I can handle it.”

 He took a deep breath as if preparing to go on stage, his smile ready to falter any moment. “You see,” he started, but then stopped, preparing himself for what was about to come, “I don’t really want to leave you –”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence,” you said, walking towards him as he took a few steps back away from you. The moment you were facing each other you took hold of his shoulders, staring deep into his brown sorry eyes, “I don’t know how many times I’ll have to tell you this, but I’ll say it a million times if I need to. I am going to be fine.”

“I know, it’s just that I can’t help but feel all fidgety about this,” he replied, displaying one of his rare bitter looks. “Can’t you just come with me?” Jimin continued with a mutter, laughing to himself shortly after.

“You know I can’t.” you mimicked the same hurt smile, loosening your grip on his shoulders. “But it shouldn’t matter. Because this is it, Jimin. This is your big chance.” you started whispering, trying your hardest to ignore the few passersby who kept staring at you two.

 Just before Jimin was about to say something, you were so rudely interrupted by his phone. His expression only worsened as he kept staring at his phone screen. “It’s work. I have to go.” he sighed, allowing one of his hands to messily roam through his hair. “I promise we’ll continue talking later,” he said before engulfing you in a bear hug. You used to think Jimin’s hugs were the best. They were so warm, so full of love. But this one was different. It was so sad. It made you want to cry.

 After that day, you never got to talk later. Of course, you saw Jimin almost every day, going on little dates in the park, even at a concert, but as his leave grew closer and closer, he kept trying to avoid the subject, to dodge any questions. And that day, at the dance studio, was no exception. Although a bit childish, Jimin has always been camera-shy. The occasions in which Jimin would ask you to take photos of him were rare. So him asking you to take a video of him out of nowhere surprised you to say the least. It was quiet except for the mellow music playing. It became background noise as your eyes were focused on Jimin. He was really something else while dancing. His every move made you gasp in awe, every little glance he threw your way making your heart flutter in the best way possible. It made you so happy to see him dance again, even if it constantly reminded you that he’d have to leave you soon. It made you feel horrible for even wishing he’d stay here instead.

“I know my dancing is good, but I never knew it is good enough to make you cry.” Jimin panted out, wiping away the few tears from the corner of your eye. “Are you ok?”

“Yes, of course,” you answered letting out a sniff. You felt like a baby for crying in front of him. He didn’t need to deal with any other nuisances. “Just a little tired, I guess.”

“So you start crying whenever you’re tired?” his question made you both laugh, as he took hold of your hands. “How about we take a break?” as if it was already planned, the music was smoother, entrancing you into a gentle atmosphere that surrounded you and Jimin as he dragged you from behind the camera.

“We’ll take a break later.”

“You don’t sound very convincing.”

“Jimin, I need a few more takes.”

“We have enough.” he shushed, twirling you around as you tried to escape his enchanting gaze. “Just five minutes.” he brought you close to his chest, pulling you into his little jig. “Just dance with me for five minutes.”

 Although reluctant, you wordlessly agreed, leaning your head against his chest as you hummed along with Jimin’s heartbeat. It felt warm, leaving you wanting more of these moments. It was easy to tell Jimin was enjoying himself as well.

“Is this why you wanted me to film you?” he chuckled, the vibration resonating through his chest.

“Not really. As shocking as it might sound, I actually need the video.”

“What for?”

“For y’know… AVA.”

“Weren’t you already recognized as eligible for the program?” his words caught your attention, bothering you in the process.

“It’s more of a reference thing, I’m not really sure.” he sighed but spun you around nonetheless. “They suddenly emailed me this morning, telling me I should submit a video before I leave.”

 This rose more than a few burning questions. When was he leaving? Was he actually going to leave? If so, was he ready? It intrigued you to no end. Your face might have made it obvious.

“I’m leaving the day after tomorrow if that’s what you’re wondering.” his answer made you audibly gasp, slightly pushing Jimin away. He was leaving the day after tomorrow?! And he didn’t bother to tell you up until now?!

“I hope you’re not planning on bailing at the last second.”

“Is that how you really think of me? Of course not! This is my big chance, after all.” and with his sigh, your song came to an end, leaving both you in a more than awkward silence.

 It ended just like a month ago. Your discussion with Jimin fell short, leaving you miserable and bothered on your way home. It felt horribly repetitive. Like you were stuck in some soap opera. It became even worse as you looked through the footage of your little break with Jimin. Even though it lasted only a few minutes, it was so pretty and so fun. It was nice. There were so many things to do, to talk about, to sort out, but you couldn’t even get up. All you did was watch the five minutes clip over and over again, wishing it was just a tiny bit longer.

 The next day wasn’t any better. Nostalgia took over your body as you started crying. You’ll miss Jimin so damn much, it wasn’t even funny anymore. You couldn’t bring yourself to wake up, to eat, to answer your phone, to do anything. You felt so disappointed in yourself. Yet you did nothing, looking at the clean white walls of your bedroom for what seemed like endless hours as if your body shut down. And you couldn’t understand why. It was such a useless thing to do. And you hated that. It was around midnight when you started watching the little clip again, more than ready to be you again. You did somehow manage to finish the supposed ‘reference’ video earlier that day and send it to Jimin, meaning you had all the time in the world to finish your little surprise.

 By the time you were done, you collapsed the moment your head made contact with your pillow. Unfortunately, your very few hours of peace were stalled by your alarm. An awfully hoarse groan left your lips the moment you looked at your phone screen, realising after mere seconds that you had only a few hours left before Jimin’s departure. As if your body was on auto-pilot, you stood up, rummaging through your apartment desperate to catch up with Jimin. Your houses were relatively close to one another, taking you around a ten minutes run to finally reach his flat. You could feel your knees buckle as you panted your heart out. You promised yourself you won’t take the stairs for the next few years after the atrocity that just occurred. Weakly, you rang the bell, praying with heavy breaths that Jimin hasn’t left yet. As soon as the door opened, you straightened up, making eye contact with a more than not ready Jimin.

“Why are you shirtless?”

“Because I just woke up.” he murmured in a hoarse voice, supporting his point along with the massive bed head going on at the time.

“Well, what are you doing? Come on, you have to get ready!” you huffed, dragging him inside as Jimin constantly tried to slow you down. “What about your baggage?”

“It’s not done.”

“What do you mean ‘it’s not done’?!”

“It’s not done because I’m obviously not going.” you let go of his hand, turning around to look at him. After all the crying and all those talks, he still wasn’t planning on going? For the second time in your life, you could hear your heart breaking. It felt awful. You felt awful.

 With a long sigh, you took hold of his hand again, this time slowly softening your grip as you guided him towards the living room. You felt the sudden need to sit down with Jimin. “Is there something wrong, Jimin?” you’ve asked him this question many times before, but this time, it felt different. You weren’t angry, your voice was soft as silk, luring him in. It was Jimin who tightened his grip on your hand as he kept looking down, disappointment splattered across all over his face. “Why don’t you want to leave?” he was at a loss of words. He couldn’t answer you. Or at least he didn’t want to. He could tell he hurt you, and so hesitation became a constant sentiment in Jimin’s heart. It struck you as odd to see him this closed off. Usually, he would open up immediately about what’s bothering him, brushing it off with a sweet smile shortly after. It worried you to no end to be face to face with this Jimin. As time continued to go by, Jimin continued to say nothing. It was as if he was collecting his thoughts, thinking about what to say.

“I’m just scared,” Jimin finally whispered, afraid to accept what he felt, “I’m scared I’m gonna mess everything up.” he continued as he kept tracing your knuckles, trying to calm his rapid heartbeat. “Plus you can’t come with me, so I’ll basically be alone. And you know how much my French sucks!”

“You’re such an idiot sometimes, you know that?” you giggled, finally giving him the USB stick you were holding. “We can always video call and text each other! So whenever you’re sad, just know that I’m one call away.”

“It’s not the same thing…” he kept whining, inspecting the little stick you just gave him.

“With that attitude, it sure isn’t.” he laughed at your reply, sitting just the tiniest bit closer to you. “And as I said before, you’ll do great Jimin. And I know how much you’ve wanted this…” you said drowsily, the lack of sleep slowly getting to you. After that, none of you continued your conversation. You tried your hardest to convince Jimin why he should leave. It was up to him whether or not he would go, you just wanted to make sure you weren’t the one holding him back.

 You couldn’t remember when, but Jimin got up. In what seemed like a few minutes because of your nap, he was ready. You didn’t know what to do. Should you cry? Should you laugh? It all felt so surreal! The next you knew, you were at the airport, walking along Jimin, looking for the airline desk. You still couldn’t believe what was about to happen. Jimin was about to be gone. For a whole year. It hurt just to even think about it. But you knew it was the best thing that could happen to Jimin, so you smiled. You smiled as he came back, all ready to go through security and board the plane. All ready to leave you. You smiled as he tightly hugged you, his scent, his presence immediately invading every part of your being.

“I’m gonna miss your hugs so much,” you mumbled, afraid to ruin your moment, feeling tears run down your face.

“I’ll miss you too,” he chuckled, clearing away your tears as always, to which you hugged him tighter, “you really should stop crying. Who knows, I might change my mind.”

“Don’t even joke about that!” you whimpered, pinching his arm.

“Then here,” he said holding out his pinky finger. “Let’s make a promise.” 

“a pinky promise?” you snorted but intertwined your finger nonetheless, feeling your heart flutter at his little grin. 

“Promise me you’ll stop crying.”

“Then you’ll have to promise to come back!” you squealed a little too excitedly, making Jimin’s smile grow.

“I promise,” he said, pecking your lips before going, ready to pass through security, leaving you breathless.

 You’ll really miss Jimin, your soon-to-be boyfriend.

[just-jordie-things]

The Boxer (part three) - Stiles Stilinski

word count: 5091 warnings: swearing a/n: based on this song

[ I have squandered my resistance for a pocketful of mumbles / such are promises ]

She woke up with a jolt, her breathing heavy and ragged and the room dim.

There were rushed whispers all over the place, and after blinking a few times to adjust her eyes she realized she was at Scott’s house, and he was sitting in front of her, taking her pain.  She stared at his darkened veins with curiosity, not having seen something so bizarre before.

“Thank- you” She rasped out, her vocal cords burned as she spoke.  He nodded, and turned to Kira who was sat next to him.

“Why don’t you go get Stiles and Chris” He asked softly.  The fox nodded, kissing his cheek before heading out of the room.  “You don’t have to speak, I’m certain your voice is strained” He continued with a gentle voice to (y/n).

“Where is everyone? Where’s Stiles?” She asked quickly though it made her throat feel like absolute fire.

“They’re all here, we’re all okay.  Chris Argent found us, shot the omega that tried to kill you” Her eyes widened slightly as she processed all this new information.

“But I-”

“-was almost murdered! That’s what!” A new, louder voice exclaimed, and before she could even smile Stiles had rushed around the couch she was laying on and tugged her entire upper half up so he could hug her tightly.  “Don’t even try to push.  You’re not getting out of this” He mumbled, his hand supporting the back of her head as her arms wound around his middle.

“It’s okay” She mumbled into his shoulder.  “I’ll allow it-”

“Stop talking your throat has to be in hell right now” Stiles scolded, pulling away and helping her lay back comfortably.

“What happ-”

“I said shut up,” Stiles scolded again.  “That bitch omega managed to get a good swipe at your neck before Argent shot him” He explained, and (y/n’s) eyes went wide as saucers, hands reaching up to grasp at her neck, feeling a white gauze had been wrapped around it.

“Holy-”

“What don’t you understand about not talking? Let it heal” Stiles pulled her hands away, as Chris walked over.

“How’re you holding up kid?” He asked, earning looks from everyone else in the room.  She glanced at Stiles pointedly, silently asking him if she could speak now.  He answered with an eye roll.

Neither of them did anything about the fact that he was still holding her fingertips gently in his hand.

“Not my greatest, but it could be worse” She answered.  “I was told I was going to die if you didn’t show up, so thank you” The man smiled down at her warmly.

“Figured I should step in before your parents had the chance to” He answered, making her smile back.  Her gratifaction overwhelming for the fact he was there instead of them.

“Thank you” She said again.

“I better head out, maybe check in on the Hales if I feel like it” He said to Scott, who chuckled quietly and nodded.  “Watch her for a bit… make sure her parents don’t come snooping around”

“We will” Scott reassured.

“Thanks Scott.  Let me know tomorrow how she’s doing” Chris said, and looked down to (y/n) again.  “Get better kid, don’t make me drag you with me back to France” She smiled softly and nodded, watching him leave with sad eyes.

“You can stay here, for the night, if you want” Scott offered.  “There’s a guest room upstairs that you can have all to yourself” She nodded slightly.

“That’d be nice, thank you” She hummed.

“I have clothes,” Lydia offered a backpack, which Stiles took.  “It’s just a bunch of random stuff I figured you’d want to pick something fresh to sleep in and for tomorrow”

“Thank you” (y/n) said again.  “All of you, really, thank you”

“Anything for you sweetie,” Kira said in her sugar sweet voice, reaching forward to run her hand over the top of her head.  “You’re one of us now, you know” (y/n) smiled sheepishly at the kitsune, a look that was new for her.

“She’s right,” Liam pitched in.  “You’re a badass that’s saved my life twice now”

“Alright alright, reunion party tomorrow,” Lydia said, beginning to shoo everyone out of the living room.  “Let’s let our girl rest up for the night”

Everyone cleared out, besides Scott and Stiles.  Scott, who went upstairs to prepare the room for (y/n), and Stiles who stayed sat on the coffee table and holding her hand.  They were both conscious of it now, but still made no comment on it.  He just held her slender fingers in his , gently rubbing his thumb over her bruised knuckles.

“I guess punching stuff isn’t as fun without the gloves on, huh?” He asked, making her smile just a little bit.

“I don’t prefer punching bones” Her voice was quiet and raspy.  “Always leaves bruises” Stiles nodded in response, keeping quiet for a moment as he stared at her hands.  “If you hadn’t attacked me, I would’ve had that shot” She mentioned.  “It could’ve been over if we’d taken out their leader”

“You weren’t going to get him before he got you” Stiles shook his head surely.  “Admit it, I saved your life” He smirked at her, eyes meeting hers now and seeing that small smile she tried so hard not to show.

“I don’t think so,” She answered.  “I think you compromised the whole thing”

“Nah” He grinned, squeezing her hand gently.  “I don’t think so” She just smiled and shook her head at him.  She wasn’t going to admit aloud that she knew he saved her, they both knew that.

“Hey, (y/n),” Scott called, bounding down the stairs.  “You want help coming upstairs?��

“No, no I can do it” She said, pulling her hand out of Stiles’ to push herself up into a sitting position.  A hot pain shooting through her side and she gasped as she grabbed at the pain.  “Oh-”

“It’s alright,” Stiles moved forward, his large hand splaying over hers as he held her steady in her seat.  “Just move slow, it’s not far, just up the stairs” He cooed quietly, and with slow movements helped her stand and limp towards the staircase.  All the while Scott watching their dynamic as he aided her all the way up the stairs and into the guest room.  He watched his friend help the girl into bed, going so far as to pull the blankets over her body.

“Thanks” She mumbled, curling up with her hand on her side to comfort herself.  Feeling a patch of cotton likely taped to her skin.

“Yeah, no problem” Stiles replied.

“I’m right down the hall,” Scott said, pointing in the direction of his room.  “And Stiles is going to be downstairs on the pull out if you need anything tonight”

“I hope I won’t” She sighed.  “But thanks”

“It doesn’t matter what time it is,” Stiles spoke, causing her to stare up at him,  “Okay?”

“Okay” She whispered back with a nod.

“We’ll leave you be, try to sleep it off” Scott said, and Stiles walked to the door.  “Goodnight” He flicked the switch and shut the door.

“Goodnight” She murmured, trying her best to snuggle into bed and sleep.

It had been two hours.  Currently it was one in the morning, and she hadn’t gotten even a minute of sleep.  She wasn’t sure why, her body was overcome with fatigue and ache and she just wanted to pass out and sleep through the entire day.  But it hadn’t happened.

At some point she grew bored of laying there playing on her phone, and texted Stiles downstairs.

[ (y/n) ] : are you still awake?

He responded instantly.

[ stiles ] : yes… why are you still up?

[ (y/n) ] : i cant sleep

[ stiles ] : yeah well the phone screen won’t help you sleep. turn it off and try

[ (y/n) ] : can’t

[ stiles ] : can’t?

[ stiles ] : wdym can’t

[ stiles ] : just try

[ (y/n) ] : can you please come up here

[ stiles ] : like…

[ stiles ] : to your room ?

[ (y/n) ] : yeah it’s not weird

[ (y/n) ] : we can talk

[ stiles ] : fine. but you have to promise to try to sleep

[ (y/n) ] : promise

[ stiles ] : do you need anything from down here?

[ (y/n) ] : no

When she heard his footsteps coming up the stairs and shut her phone off and shuffled back in the bed to make room.  It was only a twin, but it wasn’t like they were sharing it for the whole night, just for a little while.

She softly told him to come in when he knocked on the door, and he opened it as quietly as possible, closing it just as slowly to stay quiet.

“You should really be asleep” He mumbled, walking over to her.  She patted the space on the bed with her hand, and he looked at her with a surprised expression.  “You want me to lay here? This space is tiny-”

“I made room” She said quietly, backing up almost into the wall so he had just a little bit more room room.

“I swear,” He grumbled, getting under the covers and shuffling to get comfortable.  “If you weren’t injured” He continued his whining that made her smile because she knew he thought it was nice, and when he finally got situated and faced her to see that smile he paused in his ramblings and just looked at her.  “What?”

“You’re so whiny” She commented.  “Doesn’t it suck being a pessimist all the time?”

“Ha.  That’s real hot coming from you, queen of attitude” He snarked.

“Lydia’s the queen of attitude” (y/n) responded.  “I just have a generally negative outlook on life” He chuckled at the idea, and she smiled again.

“Well, what did you want to talk about?” He asked.  He found himself looking away from her eyes every few seconds.  They were too close to keep eye contact for too long, he didn’t want to drift off and get lost staring at her.

“Anything,” She shrugged.  “I just said that to get you up here, really”

“You know I’m a sucker for origin stories” He grinned.  “So, what haven’t you told me yet?”

“Why do we always have to talk about me?”

“Because you’re way more interesting” Stiles responded, and though the comment was strange given her history, she blushed slightly.

“Okay… well what do you want to know then?” She asked.  Stiles thought for a moment, trying to think of a good topic of conversation that would also lull her into sleep.

“Would your parents have killed you if they found out where you were tonight?” He asked, and she nodded.

“Yeah.  That’s an easy one” She answered.  “They would’ve wished that I’d died” Stiles frowned as her eyes flitted anywhere but his.  It was quiet as she thought about the consequences that could have taken place because of her actions tonight, that luckily, shouldn’t happen.  “Hey…”

Stiles looked up from where he’d been staring at her bruised hands on the duvet.

“You want to hear the craziest thing?” She whispered.  “Well… crazy to me”

“Sure” He nodded, licking his lips subconsciously.

“A few months ago I absolutely loathed you” She mused.  “The whole pack, really, I couldn’t stand it.  You were all so… yourselves”

“I get that a lot” Stiles chuckled, making her roll her eyes and hit his shoulder gently.

“I was jealous, is what I’m saying” She murmured.  “You got to live your lives and do what you want…” She trailed off for a moment.  “I didn’t get that.  And that first time I… that night that Scott and Kira and Malia were at the school, with the Berserker, God, I thought I was going to get involved”

“Really?”

“Mhm” She hummed.  “I was so sure I was going to leave school the next day and the same thing would happen” She smiled to herself.  “It didn’t, and I wasn’t sure if it was because of telling them that I wasn’t going to get involved, or if the Berserkers had left town… but the thing is I had wished they were” Stiles smiled at her.

“You wanted to be in our pack” He teased in a sing-song voice.

“Yeah, I really did” She whispered to him.  “But I told myself I wasn’t going to put myself in a situation where I was fighting behind my parent’s backs.  I couldn’t handle getting disowned… kicked out”

“They would do that?” Stiles asked.  He knew her parents were strict about the things they did but he didn’t think they were that extreme.

“They’re radical hunters” She replied softly.  “The way they’re involved… if anyone else had heard about it I’d be ejected completely from their society.  Isolated” Stiles looked at her sadly, understanding now why she was so cold and distant whenever he confronted her about joining.

She caught his expression and smiled sadly.

“You get it now, don’t you?” He nodded.  “I came back again though, when The Beast  of Gevaudan had attacked the library, I saw Scott completely shifted with people around and… I didn’t really think twice about rushing him around a bookcase to get him to shift back.  I didn’t want him to expose himself, especially with some of the rallies that some of the more radical hunters, like my parents, were starting”

“You were there for those?”

“No, I was forbidden from it.  My parents saw me- see me- as an amateur.  A weak link in a chain of strong independent murderers” The sarcastic tone in her voice made him chuckle under his breath.

“I can’t imagine anyone seeing you that way” He told her, and she smiled faintly.

“If you saw what some of these people can do… you can’t even compare us.  Only contrast.  I can just stab things.  My parents have connections to snipers that could shoot someone from hundreds of feet away… a complete kill shot to their head” She poked Stiles in the forehead.

“Yeah, well you’re still a badass, there’s no tainting that image of you” Stiles complimented, making her smile again.

“Thanks, Stiles” She hummed.  “I think they’d outcast me if they knew where I was tonight” (y/n) mused.  “I think they’d send one of those snipers to kill me” She added softer.

“Don’t say stuff like that,” Stiles muttered.  “That kind of negativity can’t be helping your healing process”

(y/n) slumped her shoulders, fingers playing with a loose thread on the blanket.  With her eyes averted from his he found himself staring at her more than usual.  He’d never noticed that her eyelashes were long enough to cast a small shadow on her cheekbones.  He leaned forwards slightly, his fingertips brushing over her jaw tenderly.  Her eyes instantly flickered up to his from the touch, surprised by the action.

“Does it still hurt?” He asked, hand dropping back to the mattress.

“No… not really” She relied.  “I’m ignoring it”

She wondered why he’d moved an inch closer, and why he’d touched her face like that.  And why it made her entire chest and face heat up.

“I’ve been through worse”

“Oh really?” Stiles asked, wondering how much worse a person could endure.

“Oh yeah, when I was first training to be a hunter, I would be set up on these tests.  Hostage situations… torture…” She grinned sickeningly as she thought about it.  “I’ve been starved, shot at, abandoned in the woods, you name it”

“Why are you the most disturbing and interesting person I know?” Stiles asked, making her smile honestly now.  She shut her eyes, finally feeling relaxed enough to get some sleep.  Stiles sighed and yawned, “You don’t deserve what they’ve done to you”

She smiled sleepily, setting her hand over his and slowly falling asleep.

“No,” She murmured into her pillow.  “I don’t deserve you”

Stiles hadn’t meant to fall asleep with her, really, he’d meant to wait until he was sure she’d fallen asleep and then go back downstairs.

But he’d gotten so comfortable, and she was almost holding his hand, it was just so easy to sleep there next to her.

As soon as he’d woken up, he panicked that she would wake soon after and call him out on it, which he wouldn’t even know how to handle.  So instead he crept out of the bed and snuck out of the room before she could wake up.  He’d made it downstairs to make breakfast, only to find Scott sitting at the table, giving him a knowing smirk.

“How’d you sleep?” The alpha chuckled to himself.

“Oh, yeah, Scott, you’re just so funny” Stiles remarked, but Scott was still laughing.

“I can’t believe you spent the night cuddled up with a girl that wanted to kill you two months ago” He snickered.  “What were you doing up there anyways?”

“She texted me last night and asked me to” Stiles shrugged, opting for cereal.  “It’s not a big deal Scott, stop trying to read into it, you’ll make it weird”

“I’ll make it weird?” Scott snorted with laughter, shaking his head.  “Come on, really?”

“Would you just pretend you had no idea? Please?” Stiles asked, putting back the cereal ingredients and bowl.

“Yeah” His friend agreed, watching him skip breakfast.  “Are you leaving?”

“Yep, don’t want to be here when you tear down what’s left of my ego to (y/n)”

“Oh come on, you’re overreacting, don’t you think?” Scott asked.

“Really? Am I really?”

“Yes.  You can be a bit theatrical at times” Scott nodded.  “Look, did she sleep through the whole night?”

“I think so? How would I know that Scott, I was asleep”

“Well if she did, that means she slept good” He said with a simple shrug.  “And I think that’s a good thing” Scott smiled at his friend, who only narrowed his eyes in return.

“I’m not in love with her Scott, stop trying to set something up” He said in annoyance.

“Okay” Scott laughed again.  “You say that now” He mumbled more to himself.  Stiles rolled his eyes.  First Malia made the commentary, then his Dad, and now Scott.

“You’re the third person to piss me off about this, and three is not the charm, it’s the breaking point” He said dramatically.  “I’m heading home, my Dad’s probably wondering where I am” He stated before heading to the door.

“He’s also probably wondering if you shared a bed with me or the new hot girl!” Scott called after him, earning the middle finger before Stiles left the house.  Scott shook his head again to himself, amused by his best friend’s outburst.  “That poor sucker”

(y/n) came downstairs to see Scott still in the kitchen, working on his homework in the peace and quiet.  He smiled kindly at her as she slowly made her way to the table, the ache in her side still present.

“Do you want any medication for that?�� Scott asked, nodding to where her hand was pressed against the wounded area.  “My mom’s a nurse, we have a little bit of everything in this house.  You can never be to careful in this town”

“I guess that’s true” She hummed in response as she eased herself to sit in a chair.  “But I’ll be fine, it’ll pass”

“You sure?” Scott checked, brows furrowing.  He couldn’t believe a human could endure the pain she currently must be in.  But (y/n) just nodded her head and gave a reassuring smile.

“I’m sure” She answered.  “Hey, did Stiles leave?”

Scott smirked at her question, making her head cock to the side and a confused but suspicious look cross her features.

“What?” She spoke in her interrogation voice instantly, not about to play games with the likes of Scott McCall.

“What what?” He responded, and a frown settled on her lips.

“What’s that look for?” She asked.

“I just find it curious that you’re so curious about his whereabouts, is all.  Just curiosity” His attempt at sounding casual was a failed one, and she saw right through the act.

“You think something happened last night that definitely didn’t happen, your assumption is wrong, McCall” Her eyes narrowed as she looked him over, profiling him.

“What’s my assumption?” He asked playfully.  Now he was just messing around.

“Nothing happened” (y/n) told him.  “And before you go pressing questions, I asked him to come upstairs and talk to me”

“Yeah? You two are pretty close now, huh?” Scott asked, wiggling his eyebrows at the girl.  “And to think not too long ago you would’ve wrung his neck if he even looked at you” (y/n) laughed softly as she looked at Scott, knowing he wasn’t all that wrong.

“We’re closer, yeah, but we’re just friends” She told him.  “Simple as that”

“Mhm.  Seems simple to me” Scott replied dryly, and (y/n) scoffed.

“What are you getting all cocky about?” She asked him, defensively crossing her arms over her chest.  “Stiles and I are friends, that’s it.  You think cause he stayed in my room last night we’re head over heels for each other? Sure, Scott, after one night I’ve become completely smitten for him, I just can’t control myself!” She went on a long sarcastic ramble, only further proving Scott’s point.

“Right”

“Jesus, everyone needs to pull their head out of their ass! This isn’t some Netflix rom-com, this is real, actual life!”

“Right” Scott said again, a smile growing on his face as she went on.

“Seriously, I’ve only actually known the guy a few weeks, what do you think of me?” She babbled now.  “Just cause I was on the brink of death I’m just supposed to start throwing myself at men left and right? Is that really what you-”

“Maybe take a breath now” Scott suggested, and she stopped, taking in a deep breath and letting it out slowly.  “Feel better? Get it all out of your system?”

She answered him with a subtle death glare.

“I think Lydia would have understood that… mess… better than I can, but it sounds to me like you’re in a lot of denial”

“Do you want me to limp out into the streets and lay in the road for a car to run me over?” She asked rhetorically.  Scott put his hands up in surrender.

“Alright, alright, I’ll avoid all Stiles based conversation starters” He told her, and she smiled and nodded at him.

“Thank you” She told him sincerely.  It was quiet between them for a few seconds as they thought of what they could talk about instead.

“So,” Scott sighed.  “What’s up?”

“Hey, weird thing,” (y/n) called to Stiles as they were wandering around the- now abandoned, again- bank.  In hopes of figuring out if they left any traces of staying behind in Beacon Hills, or if they actually skipped town like the others believed they did.  “Did you talk to Scott? About… that night you stayed with me?”

It had been a few days, and (y/n’s) wound was almost completely healed up.  Her limp was gone and a bandage wasn’t necessary, but it was going to leave a few nasty claw-shaped scars.  

“What do you mean?” Stiles asked, growing nervous from the question.  “Did you talk to him? Ab-about it?” He stammered.  His anxiousness made (y/n) chuckle.

“Calm down, I’m just curious” She said.  “No wrong answers”

“I mean yeah, he kinda forced it on me, why?” He spoke carefully, wondering why she’d asked.

“Because, he mentioned it to me too,” She said.  “Like he thought something had happened, you know?”

“Oh…” Stiles turned away to avoid eye contact.

“I told you there’s no wrong answers, you don’t have to be so uncomfortable” She said, hoping it could just be a regular conversation.  “I was just wondering if he was asking you about it too, that’s all” She told him.

“Yeah, yeah he talked it me about it, teased me a bit, that’s actually why I left that morning.  I didn’t want him to do the same thing and then make us both uncomfortable- I’m rambling” He took in a breath and stopped wandering, instead turning to look at her.  “Sorry,”

“No need” She replied, dismissively waving her hand.  “Forget I said anything”

She walked off to the stairs, and Stiles mentally cursed himself for making it weird.  Not just today, but that night to  He wished he’d never tried to lean in to kiss her, she obviously remembered and was making sure that he wouldn’t do anything like that again.

The rest of their day went much smoother, ending up bringing lunch back for themselves and extra for leftovers for Noah.  They sat in the kitchen, eating their takeout and talking about their theories, which was gradually becoming random conversation.

“Stiles, what would they be doing in a gas station?” (y/n) asked.  “That’s the most ridiculous one yet”

“What? No it’s not” Stiles retorted through a mouthful of food.  He swallowed thickly before going on.  “One of those secluded ones, off open roads.  Think about it, barely anyone goes there who isn’t a customer or a drug dealer-”

“Stiles,” (y/n) said in between giggles.  “Come on, really?” He threw his hands up dramatically.  “I promise,” She said, calming herself and setting a hand on his forearm.  “Your gas station is still safe”

He chuckled at her, shaking his head as he couldn’t help but smile.

Time seemed to fade away as they sat there giggling between themselves, with soft smiles and twinkling eyes.

(y/n) got that feeling again, the one she’d gotten that night they spent together.  That she could sit there talking and laughing with Stiles for hours, it could never get old.  She loved having time to unwind and just be around each other.  Something about Stiles’ presence made her relax, which she doesn’t feel often.

When enough time had passed, she’d looked away, cheeks tinting pink with the embarrassment of having lost herself while looking at him.

“I should get going home soon, if I don’t want to get sucked into this gas station theory of yours” She sighed, standing up from the table and collecting her things in her bag, checking her phone before looking back at him.

“Okay,” He breathed, getting up to walk her to the door.  “Get home safe, keep your lie simple” He said, making her giggle softly and nod.

“Why am I late? Oh, simple, I was with the Sheriff’s son… yes the one friends with the true alpha, the kitsune,, the coyote, the banshee, oh! And he has a beta too!” She went on sarcastically, making Stiles roll his eyes at her theatrics.

Before he really knew her, he would’ve never guessed they’d be where they are now.

“Just you wait, when they find out you’re on our side of this” He said, opening the door for her as she slipped on her shoes.  “You’ll be good though?”

She smiled as she nodded, “Yes, I’ll be good” He nodded back at her, and the fell in a short moment of silence.  (y/n) standing in the doorway, holding her bag and her keys, and Stiles standing there in front of her, unsure of what to say.

“And you?” She asked, her voice in the sweet polite tone he’d only heard her use when speaking to his father.  But he nodded again, awkward and avoiding eye contact.  “Alright then… I’m gonna go now” She held back a nervous laugh that threatened to escape her.

“Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow, then” Stiles let out a sigh, and (y/n) adjusted her bag on her shoulder.

“See you tomorrow” She repeated kindly, before stepping outside and walking to her car.  Turning as she reached it, and waving again before getting in and driving off.  Stiles had stood at the door and watched her go.

By the end of the night he kinda missed her presence.

“Hey Lyds, could you tell me something honest?” (y/n) asked as she met the banshee at her locker.  Lydia, in response, turned and grinned at her mischievously.  “Is my walk lopsided? I was walking weird after the incident, cause my side used to hurt so bad, but now I just wonder if-”

“Ugh,” Lydia rolled her eyes and shut her locker.  “I thought you were gonna ask me about advice for Stiles.  No, your walk is totally fine”

“What?” (y/n) stared at Lydia in confusion.  “Why would I ask you about Stiles?”

“Because… you two slept together?” She said with a small giggle.  “Why else?”

“Wait that’s- that isn’t- that’s out of context” (y/n) shook her head as she stammered, and her moment of anxiety made Lydia grin wide and even laugh a little bit.

“Sure sweetheart,” She said with a wink, earning a disturbed look from (y/n).  “Don’t tell me you didn’t think about more” She said temptingly.  “Come on… something had to have happened”

“Nothing happened!” (y/n) hissed.  “Really, we just talked- seriously there was nothing-”

“So you didn’t even kiss him?” Lydia sighed.  “Did you think about it?” (y/n) was quiet for a moment as she stared at the strawberry blonde.  “I would never… Lydia I could never, ever want Stiles like that.  That’s not the way the world works”

“What the hell does that even mean?” Lydia mumbled.

“I’m a hunter? He’s a human guy? Not to mention a friend-”

“Please, Romeo and Juliet? That’s the oldest trope in the book (y/n), got any other reasons?” She scoffed at the idea, while (y/n) remained confused, but curious as to what Lydia was getting at.  “Really, what’s stopping you?”

“You’re suggesting I ask Stiles out?” The boxer inquired, like the idea was entirely unfamiliar.  Even if the idea wasn’t that far from her mind.

“Sure, why not?” Lydia said, and (y/n) laughed humorlessly.

“No, I don’t think so”

“Fine,” Lydia shrugged, ready to walk to class.  “But you’re gonna realize too late, I guarantee it”

Before (y/n) could question her new friend any further, Lydia had walked off, leaving her amongst her peers with a whirring mind of crazy thoughts.

On her way to her own class, she caught sight of Stiles, likely heading to the library for an empty, or maybe he was skipping, she wasn’t sure.  He saw her as well, smiling familiarly and heading over to her when she waved.

“What’s up?” He asked, expecting a usual hello, maybe some weird drama or something.  What she’d said instead, was very astonishing to him.

“You want to grab dinner this weekend?”

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Movie Dates with ASTRO

this is a long thread!

MJ

would probably choose a comedy movie

would buy the largest size of popcorn and accidentally spill some on the way to your seats

you actually die of embarrassment around him

he would laugh at the serious moments in the movie

i kid you not this grown man would very quietly not so quietly murmur "that's what she said" 

you wanted to die but it was amusing

would embarrass you by turning around to the kids sitting behind you

"this is my girlfriend (Y/N)"

"MJ what are you doi-"

"isn't she pretty?"

the kids would nod their heads and MJ would smile not before growing serious and suddenly snapping

"she's mine though, understood?!"

poor children would widen their eyes and you would give MJ a >:( look

MJ would give you a ;) look

whenever something remotely funny happened he would look at your face to see your reaction

turns out you kept a straight face the whole movie

bc

the movie wasn't funny

after the movie ended MJ would act clingy and cute

"did you like the movie?"

"hmm it was okay"

he would whine

"you're not satisfied?"

"no if you had fun then i'm satisfied"

"let's movie hop to whatever movie you would like"

"isn't that illegal"

"it's not illegal as long as you don't get caught"

MJ would make sure you had fun by randomly snickering comments in your ear which made you two burst in laughter

throw popcorn at eachother and look away pretending as if nothing happened

annoy the employees by constantly refilling popcorn

end up watching every movie in the theater

you two are probably banned tbh

in the end it doesn’t matter

the funnest time you’ve ever had at the movies

Jinjin

lets you make all the decisions

doesn't care what movie it is

just wants to spend time with you

ends up watching a movie about dogs

jinjin would subconsciously coo "aww" under his breath whenever a dog showed up

so like

during the whole movie

you learned that jinjin loves dogs

he would mutter in your ear

"let's get a dog"

seveRAL times

"how about that breed?"

"what do you think? small or big dog?"

you would just scoff but squeeze his cheeks

"you're so cute"

would hold your hand during the entire film

would randomly tap on your shoulder

"what do you want?"

"can you hold this?"

he would stick his hand in his jacket

his hands pops back up with a finger heart

would look at you proudly

"i'm such a cute boyfriend"

you would roll your eyes but return the heart

"jinjin look here"

you would pretend to look for something in your pockets

"did you forget your wallet? it's ok i paid" he would worriedly ask

"found it!" you would exclaim

sticks your hand back up

BAM! finger heart

he would uncontrollably smile

by the time you two are out of the theaters

guess what

a dog died at the end

jinjin is literally sobbing

you hug him and soothe him

"it's ok jinjin... he's in a better place now"

he cries harder and grips onto you tightly

"snowball didn't deserve that..."

"i understand"

he would be sniffing continuously on the drive home

"babe..." 

he takes out his phone and starts typing passionately

"what are you doing?"

"i'm writing a five star review on the movie"

Eunwoo

chose whatever movie you wanted

paid for your ticket although you insisted it was fine

"(Y/N) i'm supposed to be paying you'll make me look bad"

"fine but i'm paying next time"

loves how stubborn you are about it

constantly asking if you want anything

"want some popcorn? or anything else? ice cream? mozzerella sticks? nachos?"

in the theater he would laugh inside at you

because you were like

about to fall asleep

your eyelids were giving up on you

your head kept falling

you tried your best to stay awake but

the 

movie

was 

boring 

he would notice how tired you were

wouldn't say anything but would lift the seat divider up

tucks you inside his humongous winter coat

you would snuggle inside since it was warm

wraps his arms around you 

kisses your forehead when he notices you fall asleep

lowkey grateful the date turned out like this

he was never interested in the movie in the first place

your eyebrows would scrunch up suddenly

he would be alarmed

it would look like you're in pain

he would rub your back soothingly

gives you multiple kisses

your expression would wash off your face upon feeling his touch

now you're smiling in your sleep

his heart is aching

he's trying not to fanboy right then and there

he loves you so much

when the movie ends he would nudge your shoulder

"(Y/N) wake up sleeping beast"

when you fully regain conscious you would be embarrased

"u-uh sorry if I ruined the date"

he would laugh

because

you made the date better than he would even imagine

"let's do this more" 

he would say and wink

you die out of humiliation

Moonbin

moonbin would buy the whole food shop

like

actually

"hi can i get two large sodas, large buttered popcorn, an ice cream bar, oh do you guys have chicken nuggets? yeah? i'll take that 2 lmfaO. no wtf im not done. some mozzarella sticks, chicken tenders- what do you mean the bill is over $50? scuse me im an idol"

s m h

during the movies you two would just be talking the whole time

honestly what was the point of going if you two were just gonna have  nice conversation

everybody looking at u 2 because

on moonbin's lap are the chicken tenders, mozzarella sticks, and drinks

on your lap would be the chicken nuggets, and whatever tf he ordered

a F E A S T

everyone lowkey hates u guys

bc 

the chicken nuggets smelled good

and u two were conversing so casually

a kid actually kicked your guys' seat

"can u shut up i can't hear"

"scuse me i'm an idol"

"u dont look like one"

you had to restrain this GROWN man from fighting some 10 year old

don't worry about leftovers

legend says that moonbin inhales the food

you two would be having a pick up line war

"hey baby. tie your shoelaces i dont want u falling for anybody else"

"are you a laptop? bc you can make my lap warm."

"wtf was that dirty"

"no omg i swear i didnt mean it like that"

"lets break up"

a forceful kick to moonbin's chair

"SHUT THE F-"

you 2 were kicked out

what gives

the food wasnt that gr8 anyways

"its the theater's fault. shouldve put more interesting movies so we wouldnt chatter so much"

"yeah" you groaned "long movies are boring anyways"

"you know what else is lon-"

legend says that moonbin still flinches whenever you slightly raise your foot

Rocky

tHIS BOI

very quiet around people

but around you??

hohohohoho

WHO BROUGHT A MONKEY IN THIS THEATER

he's actually jumping around on his toes

"omg i'm so excite!!"

"minhyuk can u calm down"

"but the new lego movie came out and i'm really excited bc my fav character was the unicorn cat girl bc she's really nice and stuff but when shes angry shes ready to fite and i think that represents me bc u kno how im all fluffy and stuff when we first meet but like if somebody messes with me or you or anybody i am friends with they get beat up even tho im smol"

"...we're not even watching the new lego movie."

THIS KID WOULD JUST WALK UP TO THE MANAGER AND ASK FOR AN EXCHANGE OF TICKETS

"I THOUGHT WE WERE WATCHING THE NEW LEGO MOVIE WTF (Y/N)"

"YOU SAID I COULD CHOOSE"

"BUT WE'RE A TELEPATHIC COUPLE. I SENT U A MESSAGE TO CHOOSE THE NEW LEGO MOVIE."

you would massage your temples in frustration

angry -> happy when the manager lets him exchange it

in the theaters he'd be so happy

"u can be the wyldstyle to my emmet"

"mkay."

he would pout

"babe i put a lot of thinking into that pickup line so i really dont appreciate it when you start doing this to me because like i put so much in this relationshi-"

u would stuff popcorn in his mouth so he can shut up

his eyes would intently follow the movie

hes so into it!!

would laugh a little too loudly at the jokes

scrunches up face when the bad guy does something bad

widen eyes at intense scenes

when unikitty popped up on the screen

tHIS BOI

"OMG UNIKITTY!" he would scream

rips open his jacket and reveals a unikitty shirt

whole theater glaring at him

you are actually hiding in your sweater

"pls kill me"

after the movie

"minhyuk this relationship isnt working"

"wdym lol"

"you're a disgrace to me"

"huh"

"uR LIKE IN COLLEGE AND YOU'RE WEARING A UNIKITTY SHIRT TO THE MOVIES."

"i only wear my idol's merch <3"

u would sigh

he would put his jacket back on and hug u

"sry babe next time ill get a shirt with YOUR face on it"

"wow thanks"

"mhm np"

Sanha

"w-why'd u choose a horror movie"

you had to drag this tall baby in the theaters

"i don't want to..." he would whine

"please sanha"

you would perform your aegyo on him

shooting him finger hearts and comfort

"sanha u r a man u can do this"

upon hearing he's a man he'd be like

"oK i can do this i'm a man"

clinging onto your arm during the whole movie

would close his eyes and bury his face in your arm

"tell me when its over"

you would pet his floof hair

"its ok sanha, you're my brave knight arent you?"

he immediately recomposes himself and sits up straight

"yes. your majesty i will save u"

few minutes in and he gave up

is actually hugging you full on

not even watching the movie

"sanha... the movie's done now"

after u two are out the theaters

"THAT WAS AN EASY MOVIE I CAN WATCH ANYTHING NOW"

proud of himself

it was cute but

"really? wanna watch the sequel?"

sanha would loudly gulp

"um."

when he would drop you off at your house

he would be stalling time

"sanha you can go now"

"u-uh..."

"r u scared lol"

"lolololol hahahah wdym"

ends up staying the night at your place

cuddling with you the entire night

he would sort of flinch in his sleep

or his body would jump suddenly

nightmare??

u would kiss his forehead and wake him up

"are you ok?"

he would stare at you

and

HE WOULD PERFORM THE "I DREAMED OF A GHOST" AEGYO

"pls go back to sleep and never wake up"