#mxm youngmin scenarios

[lordsicheng]

100 Ways to Say I Love You / 66 - Im Youngmin

I’m Youngmin x OC

66 - “Stay over.”

Word Count: 2,040

You were just in your apartment watching TV, already finished cleaning the whole place since you finally had the time to do so. You checked your phone to see that it was already the 17th of the month, which meant you were to pay your monthly rent. You suddenly heard a loud knock on your door, immediately going and opening it and seeing your landlord looking quite agitated

“Oh, Mr. Hong. What’s up? Do you need the payment now?” you asked as you tried to walk to the sofa to get your wallet until he stopped you

“Um, y/n. Since you already lived here for a year, I think I need to raise the rent more for you.” he said in a stern voice

“Oh, alright. By how much?” you turned to look at him

“Double.” he coughed slightly, you feeling taken aback

“Double?!” you looked at him in surprise

“I’m sorry, y/n. But business is business. If you can’t pay double today I’m going to have to ask you to move out by tomorrow.” he crossed his arms

“But, Mr. Hong…” you pleaded

“I’m sorry. I need you out tonight immediately unless you pay me the money. Goodbye.” he closed the door for you, leaving immediately.

You sighed and scratched your head as you walked towards your sofa, rubbing your face with your hand. You grabbed your phone and dialed your mom, hoping she were to answer at once

“Mom?” you called once she answered

“Hi y/n, what is it?” she asked

“My rent kind of doubled, so I might need to ask extra…” you sighed

“Double?! Y/n, just move out from there. It’s also been a year since you’ve lived there and you might need to change things up a bit.” she lectured, making you realize you did need to move somewhere bigger since you were having a lot more stuff than last year

“Fine. But please, mom, help me pack my things tonight?” you supplicated

“I’ll have your brothers go there in thirty minutes. Have you eaten dinner? I made kimchi jiggae and some buttered scallops.” she said as she started cleaning up the table

“No, tell them to bring some over please.” you pouted

“Alright. Call me when they get there.” your mom chuckled

“Thanks mom. Love you.” you dropped the call and lied on the sofa, kicking your legs as you felt so annoyed on having to hurry on cleaning everything in your home in a span of five hours

Your brothers finally arrived after thirty minutes, as your mom said. You looked at them immediately putting the homecooked food on the counter as you started gorging while they were starting to clean up your place

“Hey, y/n, my friend knows this place nearby that’s unoccupied if you want? It’s just costs a bit more than this place.” one of your brothers said as he started putting your books in one of the boxes

“Sure. By how much?” you asked, chewing on your food as you looked at them

“A little over 20,000won, but that’s not much honestly.” your brother shrugged

“I’ll think about it. How’s the space?” you gulped

“Same as this, I think. I’ll try to contact him after we’re done.” he nodded

“Aight, thanks.” you smiled

“If your landlord wants you out by tonight then where are you staying?” your other brother asked while carrying some of your bean bags

“Can’t I go home tonight?” you crossed your arms

“Not tonight. My girlfriend is sleeping over. You know how mom doesn’t want us sleeping in the same room, so she’s taking your room for tonight.” he insisted

“What? Kick her out! That’s my room!” you whined

“Just for tonight, I swear.” he waved his hands

“Ugh, where am I supposed to sleep tonight…” you looked away

“Try at a friend’s house? We’ll bring all your stuff at home. Just leave a box of the things you need and a bag of some clothes you might need too.” he put a small box by you and your favorite backpack, walking away immediately as he continued cleaning your place. Your phone suddenly rang and you saw your best friend call you

“Yes, Youngji?” you answered

“Can you come over for a while? I need help with homework.” she pouted as she wrote on her notes

“Oh wow, I haven’t even started on mine.” you rolled your eyes

“We can do it together! Please!” your best friend begged

“Ugh, alright. I’ll be there in twenty.” you dropped the call and stood up as you put the plastic tupperwares by the sink

“Hey guys I need to go to Nana’s to finish homework. Do you mind if you could call me once you’re almost done? I’ll help bring the boxes in the car.” you said as you grabbed your school bag and a jacket

“Alright, but come immediately once we call you.” one of them said

“Thanks. See ya. I’m leaving the keys by the fridge.” you called out before going out, running towards the exit of the building to go to your best friend’s house, which was only a couple blocks away

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“What? You got kicked out?!” your best friend gasped as she looked at you, making you shush her

“Don’t tell anyone! I need to find a new place quick.” you whispered

“Who got kicked out?” Youngji’s older brother, Youngmin, suddenly asked as he overheard his sister while passing the living room

“None of your business, Youngmin.” Youngji rolled her eyes

“I was just asking.” Youngmin shrugged, and you pat your best friend’s shoulder before looking at Youngmin

“I got kicked out, Youngmin. But yeah, I’m working on finding a new place.” you smiled

“I see. Do your brothers know?” he asked as he walked towards you while you and Youngji were finishing homework in the living room

“Yeap. They’re at my place now cleaning everything for me, since Youngji dragged me here to help on homework.” you turned to look at Youngji

“Youngji? Why would you call her at such a crucial time?” Youngmin crossed his arms

“I didn’t know!” Youngji retorted

“It’s alright, don’t worry. My brothers don’t mind cleaning up my place while I’m here.” you nodded

“If you say so, then. I hope you find a new place soon.” Youngmin smiled before turning and walking out the living room, stealing a glance of you before going up the stairs while you weren’t looking.

You sighed as you turned to look at your notebook, a bit surprised at how Youngmin acted towards you after knowing you were kicked out of your apartment. You looked at Youngji who felt kind of guilty, pouting while finishing your homework

“Hey, don’t mind him. It’s really fine that I came here. I mean, you’re my best friend.” you put your arms on her shoulder and shook her a bit, trying to make her feel better

“If only you told me you were kicked out, I wouldn’t have asked you to come.” she sniffed

“My best friend, so overdramatic. Hey, it’s really fine. Now come on, let’s finish our homework before my brothers call.” you giggled as you poked her side, making her laugh and continue on with the homework

You and Youngji both did your homework in a span of three hours, already feeling sleepy as you look at the clock to be already 10pm. You stretched your arms and yawned a bit, grabbing your phone in your bag as you checked any missed calls or text messages from your brothers

“Well?” Youngji looked at you with a raised brow

“Ah, my brother just texted me. I have to go now.” you smiled as you started cleaning up your things

“I’ll help you find a place tomorrow, I promise.” your best friend pat your back, and you just nodded as you looked at her

“Thank you. Good thing we don’t have classes in the afternoon.” you giggled as you stood up and grabbed your bag, walking your way out of the living room until you saw Youngmin come down from the stairs

“You’re leaving?” Youngmin asked as he walked down

“Yeah, my brother just texted me.” you grinned

“I’ll drive you there. Wait at the front door.” he said as he hurriedly went out and to the garage, you just looking at your best friend confusedly

“Just this once. It’s dangerous to be out at this time.” your best friend pat your shoulder

“See you tomorrow.” you hugged her as you walked out of the house to see Youngmin already outside, turning on his scooter

“Wait, you have a scooter?” you asked as you walked over to him

“Birthday gift from last year. Here, wear the helmet and hop on.” he said as he gave you the helmet, and you were confused on how to put it. He saw you struggle and just chuckled, standing up from the scooter and putting it on your head, helping with the clasp for it not to fall off. Once he was done he chuckled again and just looked at you, and you raised a brow as you smiled

“You look cute in that helmet.” he admitted as he kept on chuckling

“Shut up and just take me to the apartment.” you shook your head as he sat back on the scooter, and you did as well while you adjusted yourself

“You can hold my waist if you’re afraid of falling.” Youngmin said as he glanced at you a bit

“I’m fine.” you smiled, until he jokingly moved the scooter, startling you as you immediately grabbed on his waist. He just laughed and you hit him on the side, pouting from the surprise

“Told you.” Youngmin grinned

“Told you.” you repeated mockingly, and he just shook his head as he drove you both off back to your apartment

After just a little over fifteen minutes you finally arrived the apartment to see your brothers come out from the building just in time, one of them greeting Youngmin since they were classmates

“Youngmin! Great to see you, bud.” your brother said as he put down the box and hi-5’ed Youngmin, you getting off the scooter

“Good to see you too. Heard she got kicked out?” Youngmin looked at you

“Yeah. This place is quite old, anyways. Hey y/n, my friend said you can move in tomorrow at the space I told you about so you’ll have to find somewhere to stay tonight. I’ll pay for your rent for the first two months for now and all your stuff is in the car. We’re gonna drive our way there to bring the boxes and we’ll just arrange them tomorrow after your classes. Here’s the keys, give them to your landlord.” he said as he gave you the keys before he went inside the car, your other brother already also inside. You turned to look at Youngmin as he leaned on his scooter, smiling at you

“You can go now.” you smiled as you looked at Youngmin, and he just nodded. You turned to go back inside, until Youngmin stopped you with just two words

 “Stay over.”

 You turned to look at him, eyebrows raised

“What?” you asked

“Stay over. Mom and dad aren’t home since they’re at a convention until tomorrow. I’ll sleep in their room, you can take mine.” he smiled

“I really appreciate that, Youngmin. But I’ll really just stay at a nearby hotel for a night.” you smiled and shrugged

“I insist. It’s really late. I’ll tell Youngji to let you borrow pajamas or something.” he crossed his arms, sounding very persistent

“What’s taking you so long?” your brother suddenly rolled down the windows, calling you

“I’m letting her stay over the house so she and Youngji can have a little sleepover.” Youngmin yelled at your brother

“Great idea! Thanks man.” your brother yelled back, and you looked at Youngmin again

“So?” he grinned

“Fine. Wait here. I’ll just give the keys to my landlord, and tell my brother to wait for me since I’m gonna get a few stuff in one of the boxes.” you sighed

“Alright. I’ll wait.” Youngmin chuckled, and you just shook your head as you turned to go inside the apartment building.

[romanticahwi]

AB6IX’s Reactions to you Wearing Their Clothes (+ MXM’s Youngmin)

got this idea after scrolling through Instagram, and wanted to do it for AB6IX and Youngmin! Enjoy!

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Jeon Woong

would get shy, and blush a lot.

thinks you look better than him in his clothes.

compliment you a lot as well

would actually let you steal his clothing in front of him.

secretly take pictures of you, and smile at them later.

Kim Donghyun

would be very shameless, and vocal about how much he likes you in his clothes.

you will catch him staring.

brags about you, and how cute you look to his friends.

but will never show them, cause that’s only for him to see.

thinks you look beautiful & sexy in his clothes.

Park Woojin

this boy is so cute.

he would see you in his clothes, and obviously like it, but wouldn’t know how to tell you.

so he ends up just staring a lot at you, and cutely smiling.

cute shy smiles and blushes.

eventually would tell you. eventually.

Lee Daehwi

oh my god he would love it.

he WILL brag about it to his friends, there’s no stopping him.

a little shy at first, but with a small blush on his face, would eventually tell you he loves it.

tells you that you should wear his clothes more often.

he’s so in love.

(Extra)

MXM’s Lim Youngmin

shy. shy. shy.

would have a deep blush, and shyly smile seeing you in his hoodies and shirts.

looks of pure love and adoration.

not very vocal at all about whether he likes it, but you can tell he does.

will never tell you that he likes it. never.

- atalia

[is1it0true1]

AB6IX as Chicken Dishes

Warning: Full crack & very long post w/o keep reading option

IM YOUNGMIN

You can tell it's a salty one.

Bonus: he sounds like a chicken

JEON WOONG

A very rich flavour

Bonus:

KIM DONGHYUN

Well, we all know that he have experienced being this chicken himself.

Bonus:

PARK WOOJIN

Very spicy.

Bonus: he is ready to take off

LEE DAEHWI

A whole variety.

Bonus:

But how are these chicken so beautiful?

[dream-of-kpop]

[Scenario]

Donghyun: "How long is 2 minutes?"

Youngmin: "2 minutes."

Donghyun: "No, in seconds."

Youngmin: "120 seconds."

Donghyun: "And how long is that?"

Youngmin: "2 minutes."

.

hyungwonthefraud

C H E C K M A T E

[adorex1]

ƒαℓℓєη ѕтαяѕ // ᴘᴀʀᴛ 1

𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 

𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 2.2𝘬+ 

➵ 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 1

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘸 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 ���𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬’𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘰 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳.

12:37𝘢𝘮 [𝘔𝘪𝘯] 𝘈𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯?

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘶𝘯. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦.

12:39𝘢𝘮 [𝘠𝘰𝘶] 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘢𝘮?

[𝘔𝘪𝘯] 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱?

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯… 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯?

𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘧. 𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵.

12:40𝘢𝘮 [𝘠𝘰𝘶] 𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 ��𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘵.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘰𝘵.

12:42𝘢𝘮 [𝘔𝘪𝘯] 𝘉𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 5

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘤 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺. 𝘈𝘭𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘚𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴, 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦…

“𝘞𝘰𝘢𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.” 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳.

“𝘐𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨.” 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘧 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥.

“𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬?” 𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥, 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺.

“𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵, 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦… 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘴.” 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦.

𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘫𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘩𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘴𝘵.

“𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭, 𝘠/𝘯.”

“𝘔𝘮𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘶𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦.

𝘊𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳’𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘰. 𝘈𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

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𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦. 𝘞𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘶𝘱 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥.

𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵? 𝘖𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘮? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵… 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘹 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴. 𝘐𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘹𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴.

𝘏𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘚𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘸𝘰, 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.

𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴. 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵? 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 ��𝘮𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘶𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘶𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘭, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯. 𝘚𝘰 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘹, 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦.  

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮. 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦?

𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮.

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘯, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴.

“𝘈𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘶𝘱.” 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

“𝘠𝘦𝘢… 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨.” 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘭𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳.

“𝘐 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱. 𝘍𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦 “𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵.”

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵.

𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘱 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦.

“𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦.” 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘢 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘭 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘳, 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘸𝘬𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨.

“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘱 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.” 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘪𝘥, 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦.

“𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮,” 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘸𝘭, “𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺.”

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶’𝘥 𝘨𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.

“𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘺,” 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘥, “𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬.”

𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘳.

“𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳?”

𝘈 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴, 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘳.

𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘶𝘺 𝘣𝘶𝘵… 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬, 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘶𝘱.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

𝘏𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴.

“𝘛𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶.” 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘥𝘮𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥.

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𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦���𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮.

𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘸.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯, 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭 ��𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱 𝘪𝘵? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘰𝘶𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘹. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩. 𝘈𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦, 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘺.

𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘱 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 “𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦”.

𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴. 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘵𝘩.

𝘍𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘬 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘬𝘦𝘺𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦. 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦. 𝘖𝘩 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵, 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥, 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘣 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘱 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵.

“𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨?” 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯’𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘨𝘺 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘥.

𝘖𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴.

“𝘠𝘦𝘢𝘩.”

“𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵.” 𝘏𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘶𝘱, 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘧𝘪𝘵, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱.

“𝘊𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶-“ 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘪𝘯 ��𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯,

“𝘊𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺?”

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴.

“𝘕𝘰 𝘐-𝘐 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘔𝘪𝘯-“ 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥, 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘭𝘺 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘴.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯.

“𝘠/𝘯…”

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦, 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘣 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵.

“𝘉𝘺𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯.”

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘰𝘶𝘵, 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘩𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

✧*:･ﾟ✧ ☽༓☾ ✧･ﾟ: *✧

|| 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 2 ||

☁️ 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 ☁️

[iwillgiveyoumyhappiness]

임영민, Lim Youngmin

anonymous asked:

hi can I request an ex bf!youngmin au where the reader and youngmin both still like each other ,, a bit of angst but ends with fluff? 🥺 thanK you

Group: AB6IX

Member: Youngmin

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“Wow,” she breathed. “This is unexpected.” 

The last thing she imagined happening to her that evening was ramming her shopping cart into someone else’s while she went on a late-night grocery stop. Even less predictable was that fact that it was Lim Youngmin’s cart she’d bumped into.

Why him, of all people? 

Youngmin stared at her, mouth hanging open, not really knowing what to say. Finally, he got a hold of himself, realizing he probably looked pretty insane to any passerby. “Yeah,” he stuttered. “Unexpected.” He let out an awkward laugh. “That’s definitely a word for it.” 

She nodded slowly, tearing her gaze away from him. She stared down the aisles, at the floor, up at the ceiling, at some bags of chips—it didn’t really matter what it was. As long as it wasn’t him. 

“Well...” she said, clearing her throat, pulling her cart over from the small collision. “I’ll get going, then.”

He stopped her cart with his own. “Wait!” he said. “Wait up, please.” 

She looked at him hesitantly. “Why?” she asked. 

“Maybe we could...” He shuffled around uncomfortably, rubbing the back of his neck. “Maybe we could shop together?” he suggested. 

She scoffed a little, mostly out of disbelief. “Once again, why?”

“I don’t know,” he said with a shrug, “it just seemed like a good idea at the time. I mean, when are we gonna have this opportunity again?” 

She sighed, gripping the handle of her cart a little tighter. “Youngmin,” she started, “I don’t know if that’d a good—”

“It’s not for me,” he interrupted, as if reading her mind. “I mean, not like I’m not curious how you’re doing—I totally am—but it’s the guys that are pining for you.” He chuckled. “They ask about you all the time.”

She gave a small smile, some of her nervousness dissipating. “Do they?” she asked. 

He nodded. “Absolutely.” He tilted his head. “Why don’t you keep in touch with them?” 

She shrugged, nibbling her bottom lip. “It hurts,” she said quietly. 

“What was that?” he asked.

She shook her head. “Nothing,” she said, half glad that he didn’t hear, half disappointed. “I said that I just haven’t gotten around to it yet. I really should, though. I miss them.” 

He tapped his fingers against his handle, looking deep in thought. “And me?” he finally asked. “Why haven’t you gotten into touch with me?” 

She frowned. A silence fell over them. “Do you really need to ask that?” she said. She decided to leave it be. She started walking away, rolling her cart in front of her.

Youngmin eyed her as she went.

“Are you coming or not?” she asked. 

His eyes widened. “Wait—shopping’s a go?” he said. 

She held back a laugh. He was just as dorky as ever. “Yes, shopping’s a go,” she replied. Like a puppy, he fell into step right beside her, fighting back a bright smile. Part of it made her feel happy and comfortable, but another part of her felt suffocated, anxious and fake. 

This wasn’t they way they were with each other anymore. 

She had to admit, though... It wasn’t as bad as she thought it would be. She thought that the venture would be fraught with awkwardness and a loss of words, but it was the opposite, really. 

After getting over the initial hump of ‘Oh, I’m standing next to my ex and grocery shopping at 11:34 at night’, it was actually pretty fun. The conversation made was simple and pleasant. It almost made her angry how easily they fell back into old habits. 

Finishing each other’s sentences, quoting inside jokes, laughing about absolutely dumb things—in was all so natural in his presence. He even reached up and got something from a high shelf for her after her he noticed her struggle to grab it. 

Youngmin chuckled. “Why didn’t you just ask for help?” he wondered aloud.

“Because,” she said, assuming the answer was obvious. She shrugged. “I thought it’d be weird. I mean, it’s not your job.” 

He frowned a little. “I don’t mind, though,” he said. 

She smiled  a little. “And I thank you for that,” she started, “but still. It’d be a little weird for me. That’s all.” 

He nodded slowly, but she could see some disappointment behind his eyes. “Yeah, okay,” he said. “I get it.” 

She felt a pang in her chest, but she chose to ignore it.

There were more little instances like that throughout the night. Moments when he would be just a little too helpful, a little too touchy or a little too smiley to make it seem like they weren’t dating. 

It’s not that she hated his company—in fact, it was quite the opposite. She had been craving his company, and that’s what annoyed her so much. She’d been trying so hard to move on. She was trying so hard to get to a point of emotionally stability where they could be friends again.

She wanted to be able to talk to everyone again. She wanted to be able to hang out with them, have fun together, chill on the sofa for movie nights and sleepovers, and hug them without a heavy heart. 

She wanted to forgive herself and she wanted to forgive him. 

What annoyed her was that fact that it felt like he was putting no effort towards moving on. It was like he was stuck on repeat, remembering the same things they did together as a couple.

Unknowingly, he was making it so, so hard to stay strong. All she wanted was to be normal around him. Not to hold anger, longing or resentment. She just wanted to be friends again.  

“Babe, check this out!” Youngmin said, picking up a particularly comedic birthday card. They both froze. He whipped around, almond eyes opened wide. “Listen, that was a mistake. I didn’t mean—”

It was the last straw for her. 

She abandoned her cart, stomping off toward the back of the store. She resolved to hide out in the bathroom until she calmed down. She felt too much right now. Too much desire to be with him again. 

They had decided that the breakup was for the best, so why? 

Why was he being so difficult and contrary? 

She felt a pressure on her wrist. He had grabbed her. “Where are you going?” he asked, the worry in his voice evident. 

She tried tugging away from him, but he kept a firm grip. “Away,” she said, trying to keep her voice level so as to not draw attention from the other shoppers. “I just need to breathe.” 

He stepped a little closer to her, dragging his hand down to hold hers gently. “Breathe here,” he whispered. His hand slipped out of hers. He put them in his pockets, but he didn’t move away. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I crossed a line. I shouldn’t have called you the nickname, I admit that.” 

She clenched her fists, not facing him. “It’s not just the nickname, Youngmin,” she said. “You’ve been pulling all sorts of lovey-dovey crap all night.”

“And does that bother you?” he asked. 

She spun around, shocking him a little. “Yes!” she said. “Yes, it bothers me!” She quieted her voice again. “It bothers me a lot.” 

He was staying surprisingly calm. “And why is that?” he asked. “And be honest.” 

She felt tears well up in her eyes, but she shoved them back down, refusing to cry in the middle of the grocery store. “Because I didn’t hate it,” she whispered. “I feel guilty about that...” She looked down at her feet.

There was a beat or two of silence. 

“Why don’t we get back together, then?” Youngmin suggested. 

Her head snapped up. “What?” she asked. “What’re you talking about?” 

He sighed. “Listen...” he started. “I didn’t hate it either. That’s what I kept doing it. Plus, the guys miss you so much. They talk about you all the time! And...” He gave that signature awkward smile. “I miss you, too.” 

She imagined it for a moment... What would it be like, being back with him? Would it fall apart, just like the first time, or would it be something magical? The saying has always been, “Distance makes the heart grow fonder”.

She tried to shake her mind free of any fanciful thoughts. “Still, that doesn’t mean we should just pick up where we left off,” she said. “That’d be—”

“Foolish?” he said, playfully finishing her sentence. He nodded. “Yeah, I agree. That’s why I think we should just start over.” She raised a questioning eyebrow. He stuck out his hand. “Hi,” he said, smiling brightly. “I’m Lim Youngmin. What’s your name?” 

Ah. That’s what he meant. He always was a dork.

But he was a dork that you didn’t mind shaking the hand of.

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Soooooo, yeah. I’m in love. What’s up with that??

Also, WHY’RE Y’ALL SO INTO EX-BOYFRIEND!YOUNGMIN? Like- I love it, but it’s not something I would’ve predicted. I’m glad people enjoy reading it, though. ^-^ Thanks for the request, Anon! I had a lot of fun with this one.

Feel free to stop by again!

[flowerboyyoonbin]

[11:54pm] you lay on the cold grass, staring up at the night sky, the stars shining brighter than ever. 

You hear your boyfriend Youngmin sigh, making you lift your head from his chest, quickly catching his eyes. 

“Something’s been bothering you all day, what is it?”

He takes a moment to answer, looking up at the stars again.

“You see those stars up there? Nobody really notices when one of them dies because there's so many of them, and I just can't help but wonder, will anybody even notice or care when I’m gone?” he finally looks into your eyes again.

Seeing as you're just staring at him, not having said a word, he continues, “It’s stupid I know. I’ll get over it don’t wor--”

“I’ll notice,” you finally blurt out. “Youngmin my life would be dull without you in it, and I’ll bet my life on that all of your friends feel the same way. I love you and I never wanna live in a world where you're not in it,” you look at him fondly before pressing your lips on his for a kiss. 

Youngmin didn’t know how he got so lucky to have you in his life. The both of you were young but he knew that he’d never want you not to be in it.

“You’re my whole world, my love. I love you more than you can even imagine.”

[peachymilkis]

WOONG NATION RISE! i decided to draw woong to congratulate him on his debut! im so proud of him and i cant wait to see how he improves and grows as a person and as an idol 💖💕💖💕

[whwi6ix]

Maestra: Woong, la tarea era traer algo muy importante para ti.

ㅤ

Woong, de 6 años: Sí.

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Maestra: Con eso me refería a un objeto, Woong, no a Daehwi.

[prettywordsyouleft]

Idol Advent - Day Seven

For the first twenty-five days of December we will be opening up a door on the Idol Advent tree to see who is behind it and waiting with a drabble to share!

To find out who is there for Day Seven, click the keep reading!

Youngmin – Gift Exchange

 “Wait, what is this?” you asked as Youngmin slid you what was obviously a present. “I thought we weren’t doing gifts since we’ve only just started dating?”

“It’s nothing much.”

You opened the box and glanced inside, giggling as you pulled out a small mug with a Christmas themed alpaca decorated all over it. You glanced up at him then and Youngmin grinned as he rubbed his neck awkwardly. “Because I thought you might miss me when we’re not together.”

You ran your hand over the ceramic more lovingly. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome, Y/N,” he replied and then blinked as you slid your own present across the table. He chuckled as he took it from you, giving you a small look before he opened it up, pulling out the stuffed toy bunny.

You blushed lightly. “So you don’t miss me either.”

“How did we become animals?” he wondered and you shook your head with a laugh at your nicknames as his hand reached for yours over the café table.

“Next year will we not exchange gifts again?” you asked slyly and Youngmin laughed, nodding his head eagerly.

“Definitely.”

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[softtm]

BMN boys finding out that you and Youngmin are dating

[lordsicheng]

Don’t Let Me Be Yours: Pt. 2

Im Youngmin x OC [NiceGuy!Youngmin x Bad Girl!OC]     Genre: Angst, Mature W!: contains a bit of violence, profanity

Part 1 | Part 2

“But alpacas are cute? And I look like one!” Youngmin said as he took a bite of his pizza

“Yeah, you do like one. But alpacas are cuter. And you’re…” you paused to smirk and tease Youngmin, who was clearly puffed by your response

“I’m…?” he followed

“Eep. Error 404.” you giggled as you stuck out your tongue

“Thanks, anyway.” Youngmin said as he just laughed

“Oh by the way, you dropped this yesterday.” he handed out the envelope to you, your eyes widened as you realized it was the envelope with the money you owe Jonghyun

“Oh my God, thank you Youngmin!” you grabbed the envelope to check the amount if it was still the same, and it was. You hurriedly put the envelope in your small purse and looked back at Youngmin

“Yeah, I was waiting for the right time to talk to you. You’re a really nice girl.” he smiled widely, and you kind of felt yourself blush at his words and just looked at your food. You then swoop your hair off your back to put it on your shoulder, and Youngmin couldn’t help but notice the scar you had on your neck which you forgot about

“What happened to your neck?” he asked as he was chewing on his food, and you widened your eyes because you forgot it was there in the first place

“I scratched myself too hard… a mosquito bit me.” you gulped. And Youngmin started to look at you and saw the bruise on your cheek

“And your cheek?” he said with a raised brow, still chewing on his food

“My friend accidentally hit me.” you just smiled as you tried to touch your bruised cheek

“You sure it was just an accident?” he asked, sounding worried

“It really was. We were… dancing.” you said as you gulped down a glass of water

“Dancing can be dangerous.” he nodded as he sat back on his seat

You took your phone out to text Jonghyun

“I’m at the pizza parlor near the burger place. I have the money. Where are you?”

You put your phone on the side and looked at Youngmin, scanning something on his phone as well. It didn’t take long for Jonghyun to reply back

“I’m outside.”

You took a peek at the window by the door of the restaurant, and you saw Jonghyun standing by a tree that was on the sidewalk.

“Youngmin, can you excuse me for a bit? My friend is outside and I have to give something to him.” you smiled as you slowly moved out of your seat, and Youngmin just nodded while smiling at you and continuing to finish his food

You got out of the pizza parlor and Jonghyun saw you with the envelope at hand

“Here.” you gave the envelope, and Jonghyun grabbed it and just put it in is coat pocket

“Good girl. I knew I could count on you.” he said as he smirked

“Stop it. Everything is just wrong.” you sighed, and he just chuckled as your sudden words

“Wrong? What’s wrong was that you left the others last night. They got caught, and now I have no choice but to bail them out myself with this money.” he shook his head and looked at you

“You’re asking for my hard earned money AND money for my rent just to bail those three bitches?” you retorted, crossing your arms

“They did a great job last night. And all you did was sit in the car and smoke. Lazy little bitch.” he shook his head again while he chuckled

“You know what? Get the fuck out of my face. We’re over. I’m over this stupid shit you’re trying to pull. You’re a fucking criminal and you deserve to be behind those bars for your whole life.” you snapped

“Suit yourself.” Jonghyun snickered as he walked away, getting into a cab

“Son of a bitch.” you muttered before you could go back inside the pizza parlor to see Youngmin already done with his meal

“Hey, we have a class at 2. It’s past 1 now, but if you want to slowly finish your food, I can wait.” he said as he put his phone in his pocket, smiling at you

“Yeah, I don’t feel like finishing it.” you sighed

“Oh, okay then. I already paid, so let’s head out I guess?” he said as he slowly stood up, and you did as well and you both got out of the place.

While walking on your way to university, you suddenly stopped and looked at the ground, looking quite pale and unwell

“Are you okay?” Youngmin asked once he noticed you stopped walking, putting the back of his hand on your forehead

“I don’t feel like going to class, Youngmin. I’m sorry. I want to go home.” you took a deep breath

“Hmm. I’ll take you home. I can skip class for today, and it’s the last one anyway.” he shrugged

“No, please. Go to class. I can go on my own.” you forced a smile as you looked at him

“But what if something happens to you? I just want to make sure.” he said in a serious tone

“Fine, whatever. But only up until the door of my apartment.” you sighed as you called a cab for you both to get to your place

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You walk up to the door of your apartment and get out your keys, with Youngmin following from behind.

“So you live alone?” he asked

“Yeah. I do. Anyways, thanks for coming here with me.” you forced another smile as you got inside your apartment and turned to look at Youngmin, who was still standing just in front of your front door

“Do you… want to come in?” you asked as he looked at you, and he just nodded and went inside

“Your place looks nice. You seem to take care of your apartment a lot.” he smiled as he sat on your sofa

“Thanks. And actually, my sister comes over during weekends to help me clean and arrange things.” you said as you put your bag on your bed and lied down

“At least she helps you with all this stuff. My brother barely does.” he laughed as he turned to look at you, already asleep in your bed. He just sighed and smiled, standing up to look for things to cook for soup in the kitchen for you to have when you wake up.

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You woke up a few hours later and immediately stood up to find out you dozed off from all the stress you’ve been having. You walked up to your small living room to find Youngmin asleep on your couch with his phone in his hand. You just smiled and went to the kitchen. You found the soup Youngmin made, and just grabbed a spoon to taste it. You liked it, and continued to take in the soup to make your body feel more at ease.

Youngmin woke up about an hour after, with you sitting on a chair near him, smiling.

“Did I wake you up?” you asked

“No, I just fell asleep a while ago” he smiled as he ruffled his hair to sit up

“Your bed hair looks cute.” you giggled as you put up your knees and let your chin rest on them, and Youngmin just smiled and blushed a bit

“Did you drink the soup?” he asked as he looked over to the kitchen to look for the small pot of soup he made

“I did. Thank you.” you grinned. He suddenly stood up and ruffled your hair, then grabbed his bag

“I need to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” he smiled as he went to the door

“Okay.” you said as you watched him leave

After a several minutes, your phone rang

“Meet me in 10. Alley.” Jonghyun said in a low tone

“I told you I’m done.” you snapped back, dropping the call.

You couldn’t help but grab your packet of cigarettes and light a piece. You became so angry and distressed after realizing how much you had gone through just to feel accepted. You only went to them just because you were afraid of judgment from other people. You knew it was wrong, but you didn’t have any other choice. You felt accepted by everyone, you were able to meet people who were far from your league, and you fell into a one sided love that you totally regretted, You threw your ashtray in anger, breaking the glass and making it spread across the floor. You couldn’t help but cry in anger as you screamed out, not caring if any of your neighbors would hear.

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You impatiently tapped your foot while sitting on your desk and took a few glances at the clock for it to be at 11am. You were eager to see Youngmin for no particular reason, and you just wanted to spend time with him and not care about all the stress you’ve been having lately.

The bell rings for dismissal and you rush out with your bag to head out of the room. You saw Youngmin walk away to the other direction and you immediately ran to his side

“Hey there.” you grinned

“Oh, y/n! Didn’t expect you to go to your class since you were feeling pretty sick yesterday.” he said as he walked a bit slower to follow your pace

“Nah, I wanted to go to class today and learn some new stuff.” you smiled

“Don’t we all go to school to learn?” he chuckled as he smiled back

“Just that, you know...” you gulped

“Perhaps, you wanted to see me?” he smirked, trying to tease you

“N-no!” you denied, and you felt your cheeks heat up as Youngmin continued smirking at you

“You’re blushing” he said, still smirking while looking at you

“I just wanted a lunch buddy!” you stopped walking and crossed your arms

“Whatever you say. Ramen?” he smiled as he continued to walk and glanced at you for a second before looking back to his way again, and you just stood there speechless with your mouth open

“Who does he think he is?” you muttered as you slowly followed him

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You and Youngmin kept talking and laughing while you were both eating, learning more and more about each other and as well as becoming a little bit more closer as friends. You didn’t really find anything bad to say about Youngmin, although he did seem to be a little bit shy whenever you tried to compliment him.

“You’re a really nice person, Youngmin. And you’re not as bad looking, either.” you said as you chewed on your ramen noodles

“You’re not as bad looking either, y/n.” he smiled, and you widened your eyes and looked at him

“What?” you asked

“What?” Youngmin widened his eyes as well as he realized what he just said, and looked away acting as if nothing happened

“I’m not bad looking, huh?” you smirked as you crossed your arms

“Y-You’re really not. You are kind of…” Youngmin muttered

“Kind of?” you raised a brow in a teasing voice

“Cute. There, I said it.” Youngmin rolled his eyes as he continued to eat his ramen

“Ha!” you pointed at him, and he just continued eating

“Hasn’t anyone ever complimented you in such way?” Youngmin chuckled

“I barely get compliments. I’m too cold, apparently.” you shrugged, going back to eating your ramen

“You’re not cold to me.” Youngmin smiled, stealing a glance at you as you fed yourself a bit of the noodles

“It’s because you’re different.” you said, keeping a straight face while eating, and Youngmin just kept on smiling as you both continued eating without any disturbances

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Two months have passed, and you started to change your ways towards your usual routine. You kept your apartment clean, you stopped smoking, you became more active at school and you studied more often, with the help of Youngmin. You and Youngmin became closer along with your other classmates around, and it kept you from going back to your darker days. You smiled often, you laughed often, you were definitely happier than you ever could be.

You waited for Youngmin outside at your usual lunch place, the ramen shop just a few minutes away from university. You looked around to see if there was any sight of him, but there wasn’t.

“Oh, y/n. What a surprise.” someone said as they walked their way behind you

“Jonghyun.” you sighed as you turned to look at him, looking all smug and eyeing you from top to bottom

“I see you’ve become a better person, no?” he raised his brows in arrogance, getting a cigarette out of his pocket and lighting it afterwards

“And I see you’re still the asshole I’ve always known.” you smiled sarcastically, and he just laughed

“You were such a firecracker. But now, I see your fuse is already used up.” he said as he tapped his cigarette

“It’s been two months, but I doubt you’d ever change your ways. You were unstoppable.” you sighed, looking around to see if Youngmin was anywhere nearby

“Looking for someone?” he asked

“Why? It’s none of your business anyway. As if anything I ever did back then when we were together was your business in the first place.” you rolled your eyes in annoyance

“What a bitch.” he chuckled

“Baby! I got the ramen you wanted, extra eggs.” someone yelled as they ran out of the ramen shop

“Y-Yujin?” you turned to look, and Yujin’s eyes widened as she walked all the way next to Jonghyun

“Very good, my kitten.” Jonghyun smiled as he kissed Yujin, right in front of your own eyes

“Wow.” you raised a brow, looking as annoyed as ever

“I haven’t seen you in a while, y/n.” Yujin said as she tried to walk her way to you

“It’s better that way.” you smiled cynically

“We missed you.” Yujin said with a straight face, and you just laughed looking at her

“You must’ve missed me enough to get Jonghyun right after I broke up with his dumb ass.” you bit your bottom lip in infuriation

“It’s not what you think…” Yujin looked down

“Oh no, y/n. It’s definitely what you think.” Jonghyun smirked as he threw away his cigarette and walked over to Yujin’s side

“You see, this kitten could not keep her hands off of me right after she found out we were over. And I’ll just let you have the option of thinking what has been going on since you were away.” he said as he gave a smirk looking at Yujin, and then to you

“Yujin?” you said as you looked at Yujin, trying to fight back your tears

“I’m sorry…” she said as she was still looking down. And out of anger, you grabbed her hair and forced her to look into your eyes. She whimpered at the pain, but she knew she made a mistake

“I trusted you. I believed you were always gonna be by my side. And you fuck me over just like this? I’ll stomp all over you to make you feel sorry, then.” you said as you angrily looked at her in the eyes

“Nice, a decent cat fight. Haven’t seen one in a while.” Jonghyun commented at the side

“Fuck off, dimwit.” you snarked at him and looked back at Yujin

“I’m so sorry, y/n.” Yujin said in between pleads, still whimpering from the pain from you grabbing her hair

“You should be bitch.” you said as you unrobed her hair and threw her to the ground mercilessly. You turned to walk away in hopes to find Youngmin on your way and tell him to let both of you eat somewhere else, until Yujin stood up and grabbed your hair

“What the hell?! Get off me!” you yelled as you tried to look at Yujin, who was fuming over what you had just done to her

“Everyone was on your side, and you just leave us like this? Think again you selfish bitch. You had everyone wrapped around your finger. And now, it’s my turn.” she said as she slapped your face and tried to fight you, and you just tried your best to fight back

“Don’t touch me!” you yelled out as you tried to push Yujin away

Suddenly, a hand grabbed Yujin’s top to get her off you, and you turned to see that it was Youngmin. He pulled you up carefully and put you behind him, giving both Jonghyun and Yujin livid stares

“Aw, man. I wanted to see a decent catfight in broad daylight since it’s rare.” Jonghyun just laughed and shrugged, and this made Youngmin even angrier

“Show’s over. Go away.” he stared at Jonghyun

“Oh, it’s Im Youngmin. Tell your father I said hi.” Jonghyun smirked

“And I’m telling him to end your business in a flash if you won’t go the fuck away.” he said rapidly, your eyes widening in shock as you heard him swear in a serious tone. Jonghyun’s expression became annoyed, and he helped Yujin stand up while she whined in pain over her fall

“Let’s go, Yujin.” Jonghyun said as he walked away with Yujin, and Yujin rolling her eyes as she looked back at you

Once they were gone, Youngmin turned to look at you and checked if you were alright. He looked worried as he checked your arms, your legs, and your face if there were any scratches

“Are you okay?” he asked as he put his hands on your shoulders, and you nodded

“I’m fine. But… how do you know…” you asked, almost not finishing your sentence

“Let’s just say, my father is all about justice.” he smiled as he looked into your eyes

“Did you happen to…”

“I know you were with that girl and a few others a couple of months ago. You were not seen on the CCTV, but I knew you were friends with them after I saw you the night of the crime they did.” he said as he looked down

“How?” you asked

“I went to a friend’s house nearby. I almost thought you were…” Youngmin suddenly stopped as he looked back at you

“A what?” you tilted your head in confusion

“A… prostitute… N-not that I have any disrespect to any others who are and if you actually were, though“ he said as he put his hands on his pocket and looked down

“I’m not. I’ve never even slept with anyone, at all.” you shrugged, and Youngmin’s eyes widened as he started to blush

“Youngmin? You okay?” you said as you waved your hand in front of him

“What? Oh, yeah. I understand. I completely do” he blinked a few times and nodded his head

There was complete silence between you two for a few minutes, until you suddenly giggled at the fact that Youngmin looked flushed and shy over something you just suddenly talked about, and he just scratched the back of his head in confusion

“Look, whatever that was, I’m going to make sure nothing else like this happens to you again.” he said as he walked closer to you and he put his hand on your shoulder

“And what if it happens again?” you asked, looking at him in the eyes

“It won’t. I will protect you. Always.” Youngmin assured as he looked back at you and smiled

[every1studio]

a new beginning // MXM

hello all! this is a BRAND NEW scenario blog (I’ve moved from @wanna1studio). To start off this blog; I’ll be writing a piece with MXM. AM OPEN FOR REQUESTS AS WELL

genre: fluff + friendly rivalry between MXM

ficstyle: bulletpoints / oneshot 

summary: with all your hard work and perseverance, you started working at Cafe Hallyu Doin’ where many celebrities come by. although you respected the celebs, you weren’t too big of a fan to ask get a chance to talk to every celeb that comes by. but one day you notice them starting to go out of their way to talk to you... 

note: I still have my old account open to finish “JBJ SHAREHOUSE” series and I want to keep some of my works up so that people can still read them. But I’ll be taking requests on this blog (:

“congrats, y/n!!! I wish I got accepted to work at Cafe Hallyu Doin’...” 

your friends congratulated you for getting accepted

Cafe Hallyu Doin’ is an exclusive cafe made for celebs/rich people so they can comfortably get coffee and hang out with other celebs/rich peope

its above a celebrity salon so many of them get coffee or something to eat from the cafe before/after their appointments

you thought you only got accepted because you weren’t too big on fawning over celebrities

(you were in it for the pay; THE PAY WAS TOO GOOD TO NOT APPLY)

FLASHBACK (to the interview)

“so y/n, who’s your celebrity crush?”

“I don’t really have time to have crushes with celebrities.. don’t get me wrong they are all very good looking, but looking at good looking people aren’t going to pay for my rent or college tuition.”

after saying that all the interviewers started to nod and scribble something down

“please be on the lookout for a call to let you know if you got the job”

 BACK TO THE PRESENT

you finished up your avocado-smoked salmon toast 

“okay guys I gotta go to work now.. I’m closing tonight so I’ll see you guys in class tomorrow”

“TAKE LOTS OF PICS FOR US AND POST IT IN OUR GROUP CHAT”

you heard your friends say

“crazy kiddos, you know I won’t do it”

walked out of the restaurant and you heard your friends saying how it was a waste and all but they wouldn’t make you do anything you didn’t wanted

before you walked into the building, you took out to wear your STAFF ID CARD lanyard

the only way you could get into the cafe was through the salon

and the only way to get into the salon is with an ID card, appointment card, or you’re a literal celeb

“oh it’s you! so it seems like you got the job, congrats!” you saw the salon’s receptionists; twins; boy and girl

you saw them when you came in for your interview last week

“thank you...I’m surprised you see a lot of people everyday, how do you even remember me?” you blushed

they both giggled

“it’s because we don’t see a lot of new faces; we usually get our regulars and you’re incredibly cute, who wouldn’t remember you? I’m Jun and this is my sister, Jane”

you were flustered; “um.. nice to meet you both of you.. I’ll be heading up then” 

you bowed slightly and rushed up to the cafe

THUD

you bumped into someone and looked up to say sorry as quickly as you could without being rude

“I’m so sorry, I’m going to be late on my first day. I’m sorry”

it was the first day at work and you didn’t want to be late by even one second

“hey you dropped your-” 

you were already gone

the person picks up your cell phone 

“ya we should give it back to them” the person next to the person that you bumped said

the one that picked up your phone smiled, “I don’t think they knows us, should we photobomb their phone?”

the other guy smacks him in the head, “THAT’D BE RUDE.. wait who do we know who to give it to, we barely saw their face?”

they clicked your phone to see if your lockscreen would give them a clue

you had a picture of you and your long-haired Scottish-fold cat 

“WOW SHE’S A CUTIE”

the guys fight over your phone as they also make their way up to the cafe

up in the cafe, you didn’t need lots of help since you worked at many cafes before

all you needed to do was learn how to make their specialty items and specific etiquette to dealing with customers at the cafe

“you’ll do good. from what I see, you’re respective and polite. you have many skills, I’m glad to have you on the team” the owner sticks his hand out to shake yours

you took it with two hands, “thank you for speaking highly of me, I won’t let you down”

“I need to bake some cakes so if you need anything, I’ll be in the back. Wonho (the owner’s son) will be coming in soon as well so don’t worry”

you nodded and helped out the customers at the front

they seemed to be huffing and puffing 

(were they that thirsty to rush here for drinks?)

“hello, how may we help yo-”

“(huff) you bumped (huff) into me earlier (huff)” one says as he leans over the counter

(oh no... you can’t get a complaint! you just got this job!) you started to get worry but you didn’t lose your composure

“I am so sorry, sir. is ther-”

but the guy next to the guy who you bumped into interrupted you

“you (huff huff) dropped your phone (huff)” he hands your phone

you were relieved it wasn’t anything like he wanted to sue you for touching him

“oh thank you so much” you reach for your phone with two hands but he jerks it back

“but I’ll only give it back if you give me your number”

“YA YOUNGMIN I WAS THE ONE THAT SHE BUMPED INTO”

“i WAS THE ONE THAT BROUGHT THE PHONE TO HER, DONGHYUN-AH”

you saw someone come up from behind them and grab them by the ears

“I’m so sorry if they caused you any problem, I’ll go deal with these kids asap” 

“MANAGER HYUNG WE SHOULD AT LEAST GET DRINKS BEFORE WE GO!” Donghyun whines in agony

“YEAH MANGER HYUNG!” Youngmin cries in unison

the manager lets go of their ears, “does she even know who you guys are? please introduce yourselves before kiddos”

“Brand New, hello, we are MXM”

you clapped in response to them

“so uh... miss y/n.. if I were drink what would it be?” Donghyun smiles

but he flinches when the manager threatens to pull them away

“hmm.. Donghyun if you were a drink then you’d be an iced cold-press Vietnamese coffee” 

“what about me?” Youngmin scoots Donghyun over

“Youngmin.. mmm.... you’d be a light caramel frappe with an espresso drizzle..”

“ooohhhhh we’re so sophisticated” Donghyun says

honestly you just went off by their hair color and outfits that they wore

they paid for their drinks and waited for you to make them

instead of waiting like how normal people would for coffee, they acted like little kids

“okay but like what are you doing now?”

“how does that machine work?”

“can you add more condense milk to mine?”

“ya kids can y/n please do her job in peace?” the manager looked really stressed so you made an iced americano for him (on the house bc the man was getting grey hair from stress when he didn’t even look that old)

when the boys got their drinks, they used your phone to take a selfie

“let’s take a selfie to commemorate your first day on the job!” Youngmin says as he stretches his arm out

you looked back at the owner and he gave you an okay sign

CLICK

“y/n!! we’ll be back tomorrow! it’s only just the beginning! I’ll make sure I’ll win your heart!” Donghyun waves

“ya not if I win it first” Youngmin nudges Donghyun

you bowed as they left bickering

“whoa, I’m surprised y/n stayed professional the whole time, huh dad?”

“so who do you like more y/n ah?”

you turned to look at the owner and his son both have their heads in their hands 

it seemed like they viewed the whole spectacle as if it was a drama

“you know Dad? if I was y/n, I’d chose Youngmin”

the dad looks at him, “what? I’d chose Donghyun!”

oi vey

you never answered them 

(so this happened) you posted the pic in the group chat and you were bombarded with questions in all caps

every since that one day, those boys have been visiting the cafe every single day to the point where they consider you as their friend

they even made you change your lockscreen to the one that they took with you the first day you guys met

but really... who would you choose?

END

[justbelustful]

delicious.

character: im youngmin ; mxm

writer: admin lust

genre:  smut (obviously)

summary: youngmin rewards you with his mouth after you help out with his rap

warnings: eating out, a teasing youngmin

word count: 1.9k

a/n: requested scenario! also holy shit this gif u know he really uses it for good use ;)

It was late at night and Youngmin was at his desk writing lyrics for his own song. You were on the bed laying down, scrolling through sns or playing time-killing games. He’s been working on his lyrics for a while now and you’d often see him crumple the paper and toss it in the trash can next to him, scratching his head. It was probably the 8th time since he crumpled up another piece, but this time he just placed his hands on his eyes, resting his elbows on the desk. You got up walking towards him and slipping your arms around his neck, placing a kiss on his ear.

“Lyrics not working out babe?”

Youngmin turned his chair to kiss your cheek before letting out a small sigh. “Yeah… I guess I’m just tired today.” he said looking at the other pages of lyrics that was already written. He grabbed the pages and read over them again. “I don’t know why but the lyrics I’m trying to write after these ones just don’t sound nice together. I even tried rewriting this part to make it blend smoother with the second part.” He glanced at the trash with some of his crumpled papers inside or resting beside it.

“Hey hey, don’t be too hard on yourself. What if I help you with them a little? Hm?” you cooed and gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist to kiss you on the lips. “My number one supporter helping me? I’ll gladly take the help.”

Surprisingly, your ideas helped his thought process flow more. You watched him as his eyes lit up when he felt like some lines fit well together, hearing his small ‘ahs’ of satisfaction whenever he mumbled some lines together. You figured since he was back into his “master rap lyricist” mode, you went into the kitchen and whipped up a small desert as a prize for him. It was just a small bowl of ice cream with chocolate syrup and heart sprinkles. You walked back into the bedroom and placing the bowl next to his arm. He turned his head and glanced at the ice cream smiling while he continued to write the last of his lyrics.

“Just for me?”

You bent down and kissed his cheek. “Of course, who else would it be for besides me?” He huffed a laugh out of his nose and scooped a small piece into his mouth, letting it melt in his mouth as he cleaned up his desk a little. You plopped yourself back on the bed, watching him walk towards you with his ice cream. You just thought he was gonna silently enjoy his ice cream right?

Nope.

He spooned a small amount of the ice cream in his mouth and grabbed the side of your face, kissing you deeply. You felt the coldness of the ice cream melt quickly between your tongues and Youngmin’s hand grabbing the back of your head, pulling you towards him as he kept deepening the kiss. When the ice cream was no longer in either of your mouths, he pulled away and gave you a smug look. Your felt your face heat up and slapped his chest lightly, making him chuckle.

“Wh-what was that for….” you mumbled, pouting your lips and looking up at him with puppy eyes.

“I just wanted to share my reward with you for helping me with the lyrics.” his tone sounding like he didn’t do anything wrong. He scooped another piece of the ice cream in his mouth and smiled cheekily. “I mean, if that wasn’t a good enough of a reward for you I can do something else.”

You saw how his eyes looked darker with lust, his tongue going over his lips either from the ice cream remaining on his mouth or from thinking about ravishing you right then and there. It could’ve been both, really. Your mind wandered to many places, replaying the past times he just had you screaming his name, the feeling in your stomach starting to coil. You leaned back a little and scanned his body. For some reason your attention kept going back to his lips. He could do so many things to you; kiss you deeply to the point where you have to pull him off of you just to regain your breath, leave a shit ton of bruises and bites around your body whether it be around your neck or around your inner thighs– stop. He was staring at you patiently, waiting for your answer. To be honest he was smirking to himself because he knew where your mind was heading.

He placed his hand under your chin and looked down at you with hooded lids. “Well, what do you want me to do baby?” his voice was now deep and raspy as if he just woke up from sleeping. You felt your breathing hitch a little and the same feeling in your lower stomach came back again when you heard his voice. You couldn’t submit now. You didn’t even do anything. You grabbed the collar off his shirt and pulled him roughly to bring his head next to your mouth.

“How about you use that rapper tongue of yours to good use?” you whispered into his ear and immediately pushed him back with a smug look on your face. You leaned your body back the smallest bit, your legs slightly opened a little to give him more of a hint. He cocked an eyebrow and leaned forward to push you all the way down against the bed, placing soft kisses from your lips down to your collarbone, occasionally stopping to suck on the skin a little to leave marks. His thigh was in between your legs, pressing against your heat whenever he pushed his body forward. You just wanted some sort of friction and pushed your body down to rub against it, eliciting a small moan from you. He stopped kissing your body and looked at you with dark eyes again, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

“We can’t get too impatient baby…” he breathed and slid his hands down your body to pull your shirt and bra up, feeling at your breasts softly, his rough fingers grazing your nipples. You let out a small whine and wiggled your hips. It was pretty obvious that you were desperate and Youngmin loved how he was able to make you like this so quickly. He smiled to himself as he started getting lower and lower as he placed wet kisses on your body. Right when he got to the hem of your shorts, he looked up at you, giving you an innocent smile. You lifted your head, annoyed that he just stopped there.

“You said to make good use of my tongue right? How am I supposed to know what’s good if you don’t tell me?” he said, rubbing circles on your hip with his thumb. You inhaled deeply since you didn’t want to give up what little of your ego you had left at the moment.

“Please, just eat me out already!” you whined and started to rock your hips slightly. As soon as you said that, he stood up to rip your shorts off along with your underwear, teasing the folds of your heat with his fingers before going down and sliding his tongue all the way up, stopping at your clit to suck at it roughly. You let out a scream and arched your back, your arms squirming around not knowing what to do from the sudden attack on your sensitive area.

His tongue felt incredibly warm and the fact that it was huge helped with covering everything. He continued to kitten lick your clit, the tips of his fingers teasing at your hole. His other hand slid under to grab your ass, prompting you to buck your hips towards him. He felt you pushing and slid one of his fingers right in, curving it up to rub at your sensitive spot. You let out strained curses and moans as he slowly pumped his finger in you, your eyes rolling back from the amount of pleasure.

He slipped out his finger only to rub the wetness of that finger onto another so that he could shove both of them in, pumping it fast. Youngmin looked up to see you grabbing onto the bedsheets as if your life depended on it. Your chest was rising up and down quickly as you choked out moans, making him suck on your clit harder. He pulled his head away to grab the inner parts of your thighs and spreading them farther apart, flattening his tongue to swipe at your folds before sticking it inside your heat. His tongue reached as far as it could, wiggling it inside, his thumb circling your sensitive bud. Your hips kept rising as you let out quiet pleads and your eyes starting to tear up.

“Pl-please… please Youngmin… I’m so close…” you whined loudly and continued to moan out different curses. You were pushing your heat against his face at this point and he was using his tongue to fuck you. The feeling was drastically different from his dick, but oh he fucking knew how to use it to where you’re pleading him to finish you off. When he heard your whine, he looked up for a second to see the desperation on your face and pushed his body so much that you slid up the bed. His fingers were continuously rubbing large circles on your clit as he tried his hardest to get his tongue as far as he could inside you. As he pushed you farther, his hips pressed against the side of the bed, making him flinch a little since he was rock hard for the longest time. He thrusted his hips softly against the bed as he sped up his actions on you. You felt your core start to coil as he went faster, your legs kicking up and your hands gripping tightly at the bed.

“Oh my- FUCK”

You were screaming his name as your hips shook almost violently, your juices covering Youngmin’s mouth. His hands were softly rubbing at your legs so that they could calm down. He stood up licking around his plump and slightly swollen lips, swiping a hand over it before bending down to place them lovingly on your body.

“Was it good baby?” he said lowly, his cleaner hand going up to push the hair sticking to your sweat covered forehead back and caressing your cheek. You huffed out a quick ‘uh-huh’ regaining your breath. You felt incredibly sweaty and you were surprised you were breathing at all, plus you just felt extra sensitive, your thighs occasionally twitching. He may have just eaten the life out of you but he just had to smile at how you could barely speak because of him.

“I know you’re trying to breath right now but….” he pushed his bulge against your heat which made you whimper from the sensitivity, “I need help with this…”

By then, your breathing was more evened out than before and you had just enough strength to sit up and kiss him. You could taste yourself, but honestly, you were fucked, he’s got an angry dick to be taken care of, and you were ready to get fucked again. You wrapped your legs around his waist to turn him on his back and straddling him. You finally pulled your sweat covered shirt and bra before pushing your hips back against his dick.

“Lay down and let me treat you again yeah?” you said with a breathy voice, making Youngmin’s spine shiver. His hands landed on your waist, pushing you down onto him as he pushed his hips up.

“I can’t wait.”

[imagineproduce101]

Passion Ch. 9

Ever since you accidentally spilled your lunch on Im Youngmin, the popular chaebol senior with money and fame, he’s seemed to hate you. However, when some odd photos of the two of you arguing appear in a tabloid, he has a solution as to how you can make up for it– pretend to be his girlfriend.

read ch.1 here | read ch. 8 here | read ch 10 here

There was a heavy feeling in the pit of your stomach, one that you weren’t used to—nerves. Today was the big day for your dance team. You and Jung Jung had been preparing for this moment since summer had started.

The two of you had signed up to compete as a duo in the big summer competition. Winning it would put your studio on the map, and give both you and Jung Jung recognition both as dancers and as choreographers.

You shook your head and rolled out from under the covers, shuffling towards the bathroom to start getting ready. Chungha and Yoojung had set out your outfit for the performance, and had given you very specific instructions for your makeup and hair. After brushing your teeth and washing your face, you got started on the makeup, carefully checking your phone frequently to make sure you were doing it properly.

Once your makeup looked reasonably okay, you did your best to style your hair, and then tugged the outfit on. Given how much time it had taken Chungha and Yoojung to finally settle on one, you were surprised at the simplicity of the black leggings and coral sweater.

On the bathroom counter next to you, your phone started buzzing from notifications. Seeing that it was Youngmin, you picked up.

“Hey, I’m here,” Youngmin said cheerfully. You had been surprised when Youngmin agreed to come to the event, given that his own dance group would be performing, without him. He’d assured you that he’d be alright, explaining that he’d rather go and experience being in the audience than distance himself entirely.

“Okay, I’ll be right down,” you replied, hurrying to scoop up your duffel bag. The hot summer air washed over you as soon as you left the house, and you ran down to where Youngmin’s car was waiting.

“Excited?” Youngmin asked, glancing over at you with a small smile before starting up the car.

“Nervous,” you confessed, leaning your head back against the headrest.

“To be honest, I am too,” Youngmin sighed, “for my own team. This is the first time that I wasn’t involved in anything for them, and I really want them to do well.”

You glanced over at Youngmin, feeling bad, “you know, you don’t have to follow your father’s words every time. You’re living your own life.”

Youngmin smiled wistfully over at you. “It’s not always that easy.” You shrugged. On the one hand, you understood that he needed to be realistic. After all, Youngmin would have to make a living, and the realistic route wasn’t necessarily the one that followed his dreams. But still, you’d seen the way he looked when he danced. It was like a whole different person in Youngmin’s skin, someone happier and more cheerful. “Anyways, it’ll be good for my father to see me there.”

“Why’s that?” You didn’t really see the connection from you dancing to his father.

“You know, he sees I can watch a dance performance without being in it, he thinks I’ll never dance again,” Youngmin shrugged, “win-win.” You couldn’t tear your eyes away from Youngmin’s side profile, as he ran a hand through his hair, focused on the road ahead. The lights from the street danced across his face, and you shook your head, looking out to the street as well.

“You need to live for yourself,” you murmured, not thinking he would hear.

Youngmin’s gaze flickered over to you for a split second before turning back to the road.

The bright lights warmed your skin, a feeling that you had missed. You were onstage alone as you took your starting position, ready to start as the opening notes of the song started.

The two of you had settled on The Hills by the Weeknd, with you dancing a solo to the verse by Nicki Minaj at the beginning. Jung Jung had insisted on having a section that was just you dancing, since he’d had a solo in the last choreography that you’d done.

Your body moved like it was second nature, having gone through the motions that it was like second nature. Jung Jung soon joined you onstage as the chorus started, holding firmly onto your waist as he slowly dipped you back.

The dance was incredibly intimate, with a lot of touching, but you and Jung Jung were practically siblings; you’d never felt any kind of romantic or sexual feelings towards him, and you knew that he hadn’t either. As you and Jung Jung landed every move right on beat, you felt that familiar rush course through your veins, and you had to suppress a smile.

In the audience, Youngmin wasn’t smiling, far from it; narrowed eyes trained on the incredibly close couple onstage, fingernails digging into his palms as he clenched his hands. An unfamiliar feeling bubbled up inside him that made him want to storm onstage and throw the stupid lanky dancer into a wall—jealousy. Youngmin breathed deeply in through his nose, practically hearing his step-mother’s voice in his head—‘don’t overreact’.

Onstage, Jung Jung wrapped his hands around your waist, drawing you close to him, foreheads touching, close enough to kiss.

Youngmin’s growled and shot up from his seat, stalking out of the venue into the cold night air to cool off.

I only call you when it’s half past five

The only time that I’ll be by your side

I only love it when you touch me, not feel me

When I’m fucked up, that’s the real me

“(y/n), nice job tonight!”

“Yeah, really (y/n), you killed it!”

“Ah, thank you,” you bowed quickly, cheeks flushing as you hurried to where Youngmin stood, since he was your ride home. “Ready?” You asked cheerfully, going to stand next to him.

Youngmin looked down at you, a strange look on his face.

“Youngmin?” Your forehead wrinkled in confusion, “you okay?”

“What the hell was that?” he ground out, folding his arms.

“What the hell do you mean?” you shot back, a wave of déjà vu washing over you. It felt like the first time the two of you had talked, the way that he peered down his nose at you, eyes flashing angrily. It made you want to punch his lights out.

“That dancing,” he folded his arms as well, eyes growing even angrier. It was late, and the two of you were the only ones in that corridor, so his voice ricocheted off of the walls, amplified.

“Yeah, I was dancing,” you glared up at him, “what the hell’s your problem?”

“My problem is that it’s out of line to dance that sexually with another guy,” Youngmin shouted, cheeks growing red in anger.

You took a step back, rage filling your body, “Im Youngmin, who the fuck do you think you are?” You snapped, “What gives you the right to say something like that—you’re not even my fucking boyfriend, you don’t have the right to get jealous!”

“Well, maybe I was jealous, okay?” Youngmin ran a finger through his hair, eyes never leaving yours, “Okay, you know what, maybe even though I’m not your real fucking boyfriend and this whole fucking thing was fake, maybe I was jealous, okay? And maybe, maybe I don’t want this whole fucking thing to be fake, but you’re right, what gives me the right to say something like that.”

Youngmin stood there, panting from his little tirade, hair a mess from the number of times he’d run his hands through his hair. You gaped at him, wide-eyed and open-mouthed at his words, and his eyes remained on yours, intense and heavy.

“Whatever,” he groaned, breaking the eye contact, “I’ll call you a cab, just wait out in front and don’t do anything stupid.” With that, he turned on his hell and stalked off, leaving you to just gape after him, still processing what the hell had just happened.

As you laid in bed that night, you kept tossing and turning, Youngmin’s words ringing in your ears.

Maybe I don’t want this whole thing to be fake.

Did Youngmin really want to date you? And even further, did you want to date him?

No way, you thought crossly to yourself, rolling over onto your side. After all, you hated the guy.

But if he asked…

You sighed, turning onto your stomach. You couldn’t deny the fact that Youngmin’s small smiles and jokes made your heart flutter. You liked Youngmin, and that fact wasn’t going to change no matter how much you rolled over in bed.

the end is near my friends ;)

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𝘚𝘺𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘴𝘪𝘴: 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥��’𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘥𝘢𝘺. 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵’𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘸 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯’𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘬. 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘣𝘺. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥... 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦? 

𝘋𝘦𝘴𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴: 𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘮𝘪𝘯 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 (?), 𝘧𝘸𝘣, 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘧𝘧

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 

𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘴: 𝘶𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥

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