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sevenpabosandabunchoffans · 7 years ago

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The Meaning of Family | From Friends to Spouses {Part 5}

Characters: Min Yoongi, Original Characters, Kim Seokjin, Kim Namjoon, Jung Hoseok, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, Jennie Kim

Words: 2589

Genre: College Student!Yoongi, Parents!Namjin

Warnings: fluffy Jimin and Jennie, mentions of premature labor and birth

Summary: “Do Yoongi and Sophia get married?”; Yoongi and Sophia take the next step in their relationship, but not without a few bumps along the way; Time Period - the end of Yoongi and Sophia’s first year of college, third trimester of the pregnancy (ranging from 30-34 weeks specifically); Ages: Jin - 36, Namjoon - 35, Yoongi - 19, Sophia - 19, Hoseok - 18, Jimin - 16, Taehyung - 16, Jennie - 15, Jungkook - 14, Sammie - not even a day old

A/N: Sorry I’ve been MIA! I’m not sure how many people saw the post, but my sister went into premature labor Monday morning (she’s only 35 weeks), so I spent two days at the hospital, and then she came home yesterday morning after they slowed down the labor enough that her contractions were practically nonexistent. Although she called earlier while Sammie and I were hanging out trying to get a hold of my mom because her contractions had started up again and she was going back to the hospital. I’m still waiting on an update from that. But I will definitely be on for a long time now with the comeback approaching! Please send me any and all asks so we can fangirl together!!

Previous Part

Yoongi walked into his parents’ house after getting off work. Since finals week had just finished for him, he worked nearly all day at the music store, getting off just in time for pizza night with his family. As he entered the residence, he saw one of his younger brothers pouting on the couch. “What’s with you?” He asked Jimin.

Jimin just grumbled in response, Yoongi only catching ‘doesn’t love me’ and ‘cuddles’. As he entered the kitchen and saw Jennie helping Sophia put together some gift bags while Jin decorated cupcakes, he understood what Jimin was pouting over. “Hey, Yoongi~” Jin greeted without looking up from the task at hand. “Your dad should be home with the pizza soon.”

Yoongi nodded in response before making his way to Sophia, pressing his lips to hers. “How’s it coming?” They were currently preparing for the baby shower that would be taking place the next day. Sophia’s favorite animal was a giraffe and her favorite color was purple, so that was what she decided on as the theme for both the shower and nursery. Jin decided to take over completely once the theme was decided, working alongside Sophia’s mother to plan out the shower, only he was going to the extremes trying to make it perfect for his unborn granddaughter.

“I don’t know what’s more stressful, this shower or finals week next week.” Sophia answered honestly, and Yoongi rubbed her back.

“Well, don’t get too stressed.”

“Aww, you two are so cute!” Jennie squealed before yelling towards her boyfriend. “Why can’t you be like that?!”

“You’re the one who’s refusing cuddles!” Jimin’s voice replied, and the 15-year-old girl rolled her eyes.

“Do you think this looks like a giraffe?” Jin asked, holding up the cupcake that he had been working on for the past 10 minutes alone so the younger people in the room could see it.

“Oh my gosh, it’s amazing!” Sophia gushed over the dessert. “I love it, it looks great!”

“It looks delicious too.” Yoongi said, subtly licking his lips as he looked at the sweet.

“Don’t even think about it, Yoongi~” Jin told his oldest son. “These are for tomorrow.” Jin set the cupcake down and started decorating the rest of them, Jennie soon abandoning them to give in to Jimin’s whines.

The baby shower went smoothly, much to both Sophia and Jin’s relief, and Sophia navigated her finals week with minor stress. It was when she started working full time at the preschool that things began to get rough. Having to work the majority of the day around a bunch of hyper, screaming young children would be stressful for anyone, but it was especially hard on Sophia as she was approaching her 34th week of pregnancy. She was feeling sleep deprived, sore, and overall just ready for the pregnancy to be over with. Yoongi was also beginning to feel exhausted over having to walk on eggshells around Sophia, which seemed moot because they ended up having small arguments almost every night after they each got home from work. Thankfully those were all solved very quickly, and they would still end the night cuddling in bed as they fell asleep.

It was early June at the preschool when Jin noticed something off about Sophia. She was pouring water into cups for when the kids would wake up for snack time while Jin was distributing banana slices along paper towels at each of the children’s seats when she suddenly groaned quietly and grabbed her stomach. “You okay?” Jin was immediately worried for his soon to be daughter in law.

Sophia nodded as she grimaced. “Yeah, I’m just pregnant.” Jin mentally commended her for keeping things lighthearted, but his concern didn’t drop any as he went back to setting out the snacks. Especially when she would do the same thing every so often for the rest of the afternoon.

It was after all the kids had left for the day and the two of them were going through the lock up routine that the concern peaked. Sophia cried out as Jin was logging out of the computer in the office, making him immediately run into the main room where Sophia had lowered herself into a chair and was clutching her stomach. He rushed over to her and crouched in front of her, taking her hand. “I think we need to get you to the hospital.”

Sophia looked at him wide eyed, the pain she was feeling evident in her gaze. “But Yoongi-“

“I’ll call Yoongi on the way, don’t worry.” He helped her out of the chair and led her out to his car.

Yoongi was taking his 15-minute break in the employee breakroom when his phone began to ring. He answered as soon as he saw it was his dad but was unable to get a greeting out before his heart was dropping. “I think Sophia might be in labor so we’re on our way to the hospital.”

Yoongi silently panicked for a few seconds before saying the most prominent thought in his head. “But she’s only 34 weeks.”

“I know,” Jin sighed. “Hopefully she’s not in labor. We’re almost at the hospital, I’ll text you what room she gets put in.”

“Okay, I’m on my way.” Yoongi quickly went to his boss’ office and convinced him to let him leave early so he could rush to the hospital.

Over at the Kim house, Jimin and Jennie were sitting on the couch, her sitting in his lap as they shared small kisses and quiet giggles, thanks to being kicked out of his and Taehyung’s bedroom after Taehyung claimed their “sickening coupleyness” was distracting him from his homework. They both looked up as the front door opened, Namjoon entering the house with a concerned look on his face. “Hey, dad, what movie are we watching tonight?”

“None~” Jimin’s eyes furrowed as Namjoon went to the hallway to tell the other three teenagers in the house to get ready to go. Jimin was left confused until Namjoon came back into the living room and finally explained what was going on. “They think Sophia went into preterm labor so we’re all going to the hospital.

It was just Yoongi and Sophia in the hospital room, as her mother hadn’t arrived yet and Jin went to the waiting room to be able to update everyone on what was going on when they finally arrived. “So, she’s really in labor?” Yoongi asked, internally panicking as he was worrying over the safety of his fiancée and their baby.

The doctor nodded. “If she had come in just an hour earlier, we probably would have had enough time to put a stop to it, but she’s already dilated too much that we’ll need to proceed with it.”

A nurse came up, filling a syringe with some sort of drug as Sophia turned to look at Yoongi. “We don’t even have a name picked out yet.”

Yoongi squeezed her hand, which he had not let go of since arriving at the hospital and pressed a kiss to her knuckles. “We’ll have one by the time she gets here.”

“Okay,” they both looked at the doctor, “we’re about to inject you with some magnesium sulfate to slow your labor down and a steroid to help your baby develop a little quicker to help her when she does come out. Our hope is that your water will stay intact for another 24 hours so we can give you another dose.” Sophia nodded and closed her eyes while tightening her grip on Yoongi as they gave her the shots, she had never been a big fan of needles. “Now, we’re going to transport you to UAMS in Little Rock.”

Eventually the two families were outside, coordinating who was going to ride in which car, including Yoongi who hadn’t been allowed to ride in the ambulance to Little Rock with Sophia. “It’ll be okay, Yoongi.” Namjoon assured his oldest son. “You can ride with Sophia’s family, they’ll probably get to the hospital first. I’ll take the twins with me and we’ll get pizza for everyone to have a late dinner when we get there.”

“And I’ll go by y’all’s apartment with Hoseok and Jungkook to get whatever you guys need from there.” Jin offered, and Yoongi didn’t hesitate in giving his dad a key to their place. “We’ll see you there!” Jin called out as Yoongi ran off to Sophia’s mother’s car, which pulled out of the hospital parking lot only a few minutes later.

“I’m guessing we’ll need a couple of more pizzas than normal.” Namjoon commented as the Kim family separated into their two cars.

“Would you mind taking me home before you leave?” Jennie asked. “I would love to stay with you guys, but I’m sure my foster parents want me back.” Namjoon told her that of course they would take her home as he climbed into the driver’s seat.

The rest of Friday night and all through Saturday was spent with everyone in that hospital feeling restless. Sophia’s mother stayed in the room with her and Yoongi while everyone else settled down in the waiting room. There was a family room specifically for sleeping one floor up from where they were, so they all took turns sleeping in there, making sure there was always a few people in the waiting room in case Sophia’s mother came out with updates. Yoongi refused to leave Sophia’s side the entire time. If someone looked at them, they probably would have thought their hands were glued together. If she needed help to adjust to a more comfortable position, he was immediately up on his feet helping her. Whenever she wanted some of the ice chips she was permitted to consume, he was there with the spoon to her mouth before she could even ask. Every time a nurse came in to check on her, the first thing out of his mouth would be asking how things looked and if their daughter was still okay. At one point, a contraction hit Sophia while he was in the bathroom, and after that Sophia’s mother had to practically force him to go to the bathroom when he needed to because he was too scared to leave Sophia’s side for even a single second.

It was around lunch time on Saturday when Sophia and Yoongi finally began to discuss baby names. After nearly an hour of discussion and no name, they decided to enlist the help of their family. Sophia’s mother went out to the waiting room to retrieve the lunches for her and Yoongi that Jin and Namjoon had purchased, and at that point she asked Jungkook if she could borrow his hat. “Yoongi and Sophia have decided to ask us for our suggestions for the baby’s name,” she explained as she wrote down something on a slip of paper and placed it in the cap, “so all of you write down a name you like, both first and middle, and place it in here for them to look over.”

It was nearing the 24-hour mark after her shots when Hoseok sat down next to Namjoon. “I have my advising appointment to schedule my classes at UACCM Monday, do you think I’ll still be able to make it, or should I go ahead and reschedule it?”

Namjoon was quick to shake his head. “You can still go to your appointment.” Namjoon assured him as Jin’s phone buzzed. “Even if she’s still in labor then, we’re not gonna force you to stay here if you have to go somewhere.”

Jin jumped up and yelled out to get everyone’s attention. “Her water just broke~” The nurse had been preparing to give her the second dose of magnesium sulfate and the steroid when her water broke, meaning her labor would begin to progress much more quickly. “They’re just waiting for her to dilate to a 10 so she can start pushing.”

From that moment on, no one in the waiting room dared to speak or leave for any reason, waiting for the text to come that said the little girl had been born. A couple of hours after her water broke, Sophia was screaming as she tried to bring a new life into the world. Yoongi was holding her hand, not caring that it felt like she was crushing his bones as he whispered praises to her and continuously splayed kisses on her face. It was just past midnight when a small cry was heard in the room, and the nurses immediately rushed the baby out of the birthing room and into the NICU unit to stabilize her. “Is my baby okay?” were the first words out of Sophia’s mouth when a nurse came back into the room.

“The doctors are getting her in an incubator now.” The nurse told the couple before attempting to help Sophia out of the bed. “Let’s get you into the shower and cleaned up.”

Sophia shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere until I’ve seen my baby.”

“We need to get you cleaned up.” The nurse insisted.

“It’s okay, Soph,” Yoongi comforted her, rubbing her back and pressing a kiss to her forehead. “Just take a shower and they’ll bring her in here.”

It was about 45 minutes after Jin received the text that the baby had been born when Sophia’s mother came to the waiting room. Everyone immediately stood up, ready to ask questions, but she was already speaking before anyone could open their mouths. “4 pounds and 15 oz, 12 inches long.” She shared the baby’s size first. “And she’s fine. The doctors said she’s already breathing well on her own, but that she’ll need to stay in an incubator in the NICU for a few weeks before she can come home, but she’s still completely fine.” Everyone felt relief rush through them as soon as it was confirmed that the newest addition to the family was okay.

“When can we see her?” Taehyung was quick to ask, having been the most excited to be an uncle due to how much he loved kids.

“Right now, they just want the grandparents to meet her, and then you guys can come in pairs.” Sophia’s mom answered. “They don’t want to overcrowd the room.”

Taehyung pouted, but understood and stepped back as Jin and Namjoon followed her back into the room. They entered it to see Sophia sitting on the edge of the bed, hair still damp from her shower, with Yoongi behind her, wiping tears away as he looked down at the small baby in the incubator in front of them. A nurse had opened one of the panels on the side so that Sophia could slip her hand in and the 19-year-old mother was lightly stroking her newborn’s hand as she smiled down at him.

“She’s so tiny~” Jin whispered breathlessly, feeling his own tears forming as his eyes fell on his granddaughter for the first time.

“Isn’t she beautiful, Dads?” Yoongi asked without removing his gaze from the infant in the room.

“Just like her mother~” Namjoon replied, and Sophia was too mesmerized by her daughter to even feign embarrassment at the compliment. “Did you finally decide on a name?”

The couple shared a look and smiled at each other before Sophia looked up. “Samantha Rose~”

“That’s beautiful.” Jin complimented the name choice, wondering which of the family had suggested it as he moved closer to the incubator and looked down at Samantha. “Hi there, Sammie~”

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christophersymes · 5 years ago

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Celebrity Status

Celebrity Status, an ongoing L(G)B(T)+ story also on Wattpad and Quotev.

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TW: Brief mention of r*pe

Chapter One

Jules, grinning mischievously, set the game discs down in a row on the hardwood in front of the TV stand. Rosa's heels clicked on the floor as he did and she moved in anticipation of what she was about to do. He set the last disc down gently after kissing it, then stood up to admire the line. His gaze turned to Rosa, who looked down at them, then back up at him.

"Yes, princess, you can go ahead," he said with a flourish and bow, tossing the cases on the floor.

The discs cracked under Rosa's heels as she jumped on them, stomped on them, ground them into the floor. She leaned down and picked up the pieces afterward, too, snapping them and tossing them on the bed. After she'd done that to every single one, she stomped all of the cases, tossing them on the bed as well.

She was fucking ruthless, and Jules loved it. He loved his sister, and that was exactly why he was doing this shit. He stomped the last one before her, his combat boot snapping the plastic case's edge, then kicked it over to her. She did the same, then set it in front of the TV, smiling sweetly.

"Hope you enjoy your gameless existence, you dick," she murmured, already unplugging the Playstation from the TV. "This is what you get for trying to rape me."

Jules felt his stomach fall at her words, but knew it was true. A week ago, he and his friend Sam had walked in on Rosa and Dickwad Josh at a party. Rosa had been trying to push Josh off her, and it took both Jules and Sam to get him away.

As usual, they'd both guaranteed they'd exact their revenge, and make it ten times worse than what they usually did because the guy had almost succeeded.

They showed up at his house when they were sure he was gone, and went inside to speak to his parents. They'd listened as Rosa described what happened, and Jules told them he'd witnessed it and that their son was a dick in the first place too, who would sometimes grope Rosa in front of everyone.

They'd all agreed he needed to learn a very, very severe lesson.

So, naturally, they showed them both up to his room and told them what they could destroy. They both took the opportunity to kill his games, and were now dismantling his Playstation and controllers.

Once they had everything gathered in their arms, they went downstairs and outside. Jules waved a controller affectionately at his parents, who grinned back at him. They'd hated how much Josh played games, anyway, and they were really nice people in a not so good neighborhood. There was a kid down the street who would kill for the console, so Jules and Rosa knocked on the door happily.

"Hi," Rosa said, grinning. "We're from the house down there, the Pinnows. Uh— Well, Josh, their son, he knew that your kid really wanted a Playstation and that you guys couldn't get one, so we come bearing a gift."

They both lifted the console and cords. "It's a little worn, but Josh wanted you guys to have it."

The dad took it thankfully, a little shocked as he laughed. "Holy shit. Thank you."

After a little bit of awkward conversation, they left again, grinning at the good deed they did in the middle of revenge. Jules shoved at Rosa. "You feeling better?"

"Fuck yes. He deserves all this shit. Dick." Rosa laughed, clapping her hands together. She rubbed them greedily. "What can we destroy now?"

"How about slashing his tires? Make him pay, sis," Jules said, passing her his pocket knife. He took her hand and set it in her palm, then kissed her forehead. "Careful, though. We don't need you slashing your hand open."

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Mason Hill moved his head along to the music blasting into his eardrums as he fucked around on his laptop. He was in the mood for going incognito online, wanting to interact with fans without them knowing it was him. He had been hearing about this awesome Nosam forum for a while but hadn't made an account yet. He figured it was time for that to change. He cracked his knuckles in front of his chest and stuck out his tongue, grinning as he saw the first empty text box to fill beside the word Username.

"Easy," he murmured to himself, immediately typing masonfucker1000 into the box.

He frowned at the next prompt. Name? Huh. He drummed his fingers against his leg, glancing at Austin, sitting nearby him on the tour bus. "Dude, what was your middle name again?"

Mason knew his middle name. He just liked hearing Austin say it in his neat little accent.

And wanted to freak him out a little.

Austin gave him a curious look as he stopped playing his guitar, pushing his glasses up. "Elías? Why do you ask?"

Mason clicked his tongue at him, winking. "Nothing important. Nice name, handsome."

Austin opted not to respond, shaking his head and watching him suspiciously before going back to his guitar.

Mason typed Elías into the box. He figured a shit ton of people were 23 and it would be harmless to put that in, so he did that too. He put in a fanart edit of himself as the image— him wearing a flower crown, one of his favorites— and hit Create Account, smiling in satisfaction. He went to the welcome thread to make his first post.

masonfucker1000: hey!! im maybe older than most fans but I just wanted you all 2 know that even though im straight, i would let mason hill do anything he wanted to me

Austin kept glancing up at him, effectively distracted by Mason wanting his middle name for what was probably a horrible reason.

"Seriously, what are you doing?"

"Joining a Nosam forum, obviously," Mason scooted closer to him, moving the laptop close to his face with a flourish.

Austin stared at the screen, looking from the glittery website's title, to the header with their faces, and then to Mason's post. "Why are you always so disturbingly narcissistic to the point where I'm almost certain you'd actually fuck yourself if given the opportunity?"

Mason tilted his head, nodding as he spoke. "Because I would, Ozzie," he pecked his neck and then, mouth at his ear, repeated in a whisper. "Because I would."

Jules, alone in his bedroom after the revenge-destroying, was fucking around on the Nosam forum. As usual. He was one of the top members, had helped design the site as a school project, was friends with about half the people on the site, and loved them all. They were really his only friends, so it was easy to love them all.

He refreshed the page just in time to see a new comment in the welcome thread. No one had joined in a while, so it was interesting. It wasn't exactly the most popular website, so... Oh, their name was Elias... That was Austin's middle name. Maybe he'd finally have another Austin stan.

And of course, they loved Mason. God damn it, everyone did. He sighed but hit reply anyway. A new friend was a new friend.

familyjules: hey elias! welcome to the nosam fanbase!!! also: ew but go off i guess ;)

Mason gasped loudly, falling back against the small sofa. "Ew? Ew?"

He furrowed his eyebrows in concentration as he immediately replied.

masonfucker1000: jules! hi! thanks! also! what the hell! how can you resist the unique and godly allure that only mason joshua hill possesses?

Jules snorted, rolling his eyes. He leaned on his wall as he typed, laughing a little to himself.

familyjules: i'm too entranced by the unique and godly allure that only austin possesses, ....masonfucker1000. i just realized this point is totally moot but i'm still gonna fight it to my dying breath: austin elías salinas vicente is better than mason hill in so many ways but i respect your opinion my dear masonfucker

Mason sighed loudly and took off his snapback, throwing it at Austin, who yelped in surprise.

"What the hell?"

Mason glared at him. "That's for having a godly allure, Salinas."

Austin sputtered, confused.

masonfucker1000: you say you respect my opinion, familyjules? really? u might as well have spat in my face. austin. better than mason. my god. i will try to coexist peacefully with radical beliefs such as urs.

also: is ur profile pic u?

Jules laughed at the dramatics. He hadn't had this much fun meeting someone in a while. They were actually taking his jokes as jokes.

familyjules: thank you for your precious coexistence, fellow radical believer. and yeah dat me

Mason didn't know why the Nosam fanbase just happened to be super attractive, but he always appreciated nonetheless.

masonfucker1000: my dude, fellow believer, may i just say that ur face is v nice to look at. one might even say it radiates a certain godly allure

Jules blushed a little. People had called him attractive before, but not like that. Damn.

familyjules: thank you!! i guess ur pfp is kinda okay to look at... ;)

Mason huffed, pouting. That was just not at all fair. He couldn't even defend his own good looks.

masonfucker1000: ha. ha. so how long have u been into nosam? sorry, i meant: how long have u been brainwashed into thinking nosam was called nitsua?

Jules laughed at that one. It was good. Elias was funny.

familyjules: i actually laughed at that one! nitsua just sounds like a ninja name or something. and i've been into them since their first ep came out! found them on youtube and felllllllll. how about you?

Mason grinned. Hardcore fan. Hell, yeah. Call him a narcissist. Nosam was awesome and superbly talented, and Mason appreciated when other people knew it.

masonfucker1000: me too! nosam sorta changed my life. listen to them way more than a sane person should.

Someone else on the thread pointed out that that page was for welcoming and not conversation. Mason stuck out his tongue at his laptop screen.

masonfucker1000: whoops. heading to gen, familyjules?

Jules sighed a little at the comment, rolling his eyes. He'd made the website. It was his rule. And he'd broken it.

familyjules: whoops. yeah. i'll tag u in a thread

familyjules: @masonfucker1000 here we are. what yt video did you see first?

masonfucker1000: teenage dirtbag cover! iconic as hell. have u ever seen them live? its the most fun i've ever had.

familyjules: hell yes! i love that one! and no ): but i've got tickets to a show this tour and im hype. gonna scream my ass off

Mason's eyes widened. Oh, yes. Mason befriending a fan and that fan attending a Nosam concert? That would be beautiful.

masonfucker1000: really?? where? what day? on the off chance im going to the same 1

familyjules: Traverse City, MI. gonna glitter my face off too i'm gonna look great

masonfucker1000: oh nah not going there! glitter! nosam hype! fuck yeah, i believe u, u already look great as is. michigan, huh? the hell do u do for fun there?

familyjules: hockey, mostly. play bass too. try to run away from my family while blasting pop punk since no one gets me. freeze to death in snow

masonfucker1000: hockey?? ur tiny! i think! bass is rad, how long have you been playing? pop punk is the shit, i get u, bro

Jules smiled a bit. At least he didn't say he was a girl.

familyjules: bet i can whoop your ass even if i am tiny! and ive been playing for 5 years now. lots of nosam covers in the media thread if u wanna check it out! we gots a talented group here

masonfucker1000: i bet u can i can barely hold a stick.

a future seluj! charmed to meet u pre-fame. will def check out.

Mason headed to the media thread and clicked on one of the audio files Jules had uploaded. His eyes widened, and he turned up the volume.

Andrew, who had sat down in the far corner like the fucking loner he was, looked up at Mason as basslines filled the small space. "Hey, who's that? Not Chris, is it?"

Mason shook his head, mumbling, "Fan cover."

Andrew snorted, "Shit. That's good. You should show that to Chris when he gets back."

Mason played a few more covers, very impressed and a little doubtful.

masonfucker1000: c'mon. c'mon, jules. no way that's u.

familyjules: oh hell yeah that's me. ask anyone on here i love playing so much. covered a few starlight songs too but i'm not as good at those yet. are u into them too?

masonfucker1000: sure, sure. u stripped from chris, admit it, jules.

fuck yeah! love those badass ladiesss!

familyjules: whoa, dude, i'd never. if anything i'd strip for austin. if stella wouldn't kill me

masonfucker1000: pipe dream, jules. stella would 100% kill you. and then strip for austin herself.

Jules sighed wistfully at that image. They were both ridiculously hot, and Stella stripping was just a mental image to frame and make lifesize on the mantel above the fireplace.

familyjules: can't even join them? damn. my dreams are gone. can i share mason w/you then, masonfucker? he's the only single one of all of them... wait. does your username mean you're his hand then? shouldn't you have his hand as your pfp?

Mason's jaw dropped. "Holy fuck. I've never felt so roasted in my entire fucking life. Holy shit. Fucking— familyjules," he breathed a laugh, already typing out a response eagerly. Andrew rose an eyebrow at him, an action that Mason didn't even notice.

masonfucker1000: shit! how could u do him like that? he gets plenty of attention other than his hand! lots of it! mason hill gets around! its basic info!

familyjules: ha! uses the other hand sometimes? ;)

Mason lifted his arms behind his head. "This fucker!" he laughed again, rubbing his hands down his face. This Jules girl was ridiculous. If only she knew who she was talking to but... no, not a good idea. He stared at the screen, frowning as he realized he really wanted to keep talking to her, forgetting to respond and tapping his fingers against the laptop. He flipped Andrew off when he kept staring at him, taking the laptop and laying in his bunk instead. He could easily just not respond, like, ever. It wouldn't matter at all. Jules was just some random fan he'd stumbled onto online, who had no idea who Mason was, with whom Mason had only had half a conversation with. Hell, he usually didn't even have more than a conversation with people anyway, always having so many he wanted to talk to. But it wasn't ever like this. And it was stupid, really, how drawn he felt from just a couple hundred words on a screen, from a stranger. It wasn't even a good font.

Mason pursed his lips, sighing quietly as he stared at the forum page, at the slight curve of Jules' mouth in her profile picture. He abruptly switched tabs, checking his Twitter and replying to some fans. He Googled other fansites, ones he already had accounts on, and sifted through the threads, trying to find something else to do.

It was a bit before Elias responded again. Jules fucked around with other things on the site while he waited, scrolled through Tumblr, and then went back. He private messaged Elias, frowning a little.

familyjules: hey dude. just so you know i fuck with all the mason superfans like that. it's way too easy to roast mason

Mason was startled when he heard a ping as he had finally distracted himself from familyjules. He hesitated barely a second before switching back, smiling as he read the message.

masonfucker1000: yeah its cool! got distracted. ur wrong tho. completely wrong. masons a regular manwhore

familyjules: cool all good. just wanted to make sure you weren't actually mad! and trust me i know far too many girls on here have talked about seeing his dick

masonfucker1000: mad? over that? dont worry, bro, not at all

gh! and they all say his dick is huge. which is false. have u seen him in skinny jeans? he's got an average dick, ladies. an average dick with an above average heart

familyjules: damn dude. at least you're honest unlike them. also sometimes it looks big so i wonder who's right👀

masonfucker1000: average dick.

fuck im starving. what do i have to do to get some pizza up in hereeeee

familyjules: be mason hill?

familyjules: kidding! i'll send you some

masonfucker1000: you be careful or ill end up taking your word for it!! i swear my stomach is going to start eating itself

They ended up talking for a bit longer, but then Jules had to sleep, which made Mason pouty. It was rare for him to enjoy talking to someone this much, but Jules had a late shift the next day and classes all day, so he said goodbye and logged off, promising to be back same time the next day.

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It kept like that for a week. Jules talked to Elias whenever he could, along with his other friends. He felt drawn to Elias for some reason, compelled to let the mysterious user eat up all his time.

familyjules: so. mr. masonfucker. you've only got two things on your profile and it's been a week. not even a small introduction to tell us about yourself other than you'd let mason have his way with you? i'm curious ;)

During the week, Mason had become gradually more excited every time he had the chance to be online when Jules was, which had thankfully been coinciding with after Nosam sets. He bit his lip as he read the newest message from her.

masonfucker1000: oh, youre curious? maybe i like the suspense ;) what about u, miss familyjules? im very curious about u. ur short bio is frankly not enough

Jules winced at the response. So Elias did think he was a girl. He could set him straight... but he knew nothing about this person except that he was cis and straight. He seemed cool, but Jules really didn't want to deal with a huge messy fight on the site right now.

familyjules: hey, you know i live in michigan. and what i look like. and that i play bass and play hockey. i don't even know what you do for fun, aside from stan mason. c'mon, dude

Mason groaned. God, he could just disappear right now, not talk to her ever again. But he'd be fucking bummed. Was he just lonely? I mean, tours got like that sometimes. Maybe he just needed stress relief, although that was off the table at the moment. Shit. This wasn't a... thing. Was it?

masonfucker1000: alright, alright! well, i do not live in michigan. i look like a burnt chicken nugget but i still love myself! i like singing and i've seen Real Steel abt a thousand times. how about that?

familyjules: real steel is awesome! and singing! maybe you should be in seluj with me one day. we'd take over the world, displace nosam

masonfucker1000: hell yeah! I'll let hugh jackman have at all this too 🥒🍆

displace nosam? ur blocked

masonfucker1000: kidding! totally up for it, let's go. altho it should be called saile, then

familyjules: hey, you're the one who named it seluj in the first place! maybe we're getting ahead of ourselves tho. havent even heard u sing. for all i know you could suck

masonfucker1000: thats where you're wrong, jules! that's where you're wrong! hold on

Mason paced the tour bus, considering his options. He had to show her he could sing. If he sang a song nobody had ever heard him do, maybe it would be alright?

masonfucker1000: uploaded suckonthisjules.mp3

masonfucker1000: go the distance! Hercules is my favorite disney movie. see? proof of my awesome talent and a fact abt me

Jules blinked in shock at the file, clicking play and leaning back. He listened, transfixed, picking at his lip.

familyjules: holy shit elias you sound a lot like mason. did you train your voice or what? there were a few places where you were off key but god damn. also hercules is so underrated

"Oh, fuck," Mason said as he read the response. "Wait— off key?" he glared at his laptop.

Andrew snorted. "A few minutes ago? Yeah."

Mason turned his glare towards Andrew. "I was not off key."

Andrew just laughed and shook his head, stuffing his face with chicken.

Mason frowned. It's not his fault his voice was a little strained after the show. No way he was gonna admit it, though.

He deleted the file he sent.

masonfucker1000: ah yeah, a bit.

and go to hell. off key, my ass! i told you I can sing. hercules is def underrated! yo where do u go all day?

Jules frowned when the messages shifted. He scrolled back up to find the file gone. "Oh, come on," he muttered. How paranoid could this guy be? It was a fansite. Who cared?

familyjules: def off key a bit. you deleted the file because of it, i see you, devil 👀

familyjules: oh also i'm a working college student! class by day, waiting tables by night

masonfucker1000: i did not!

oh shit, nice! well, horrible, but nice. i bet you get good tips ;) what are u studying?

familyjules: you'd be surprised how bad the tips are. studying music and psych, but the psych is a minor

masonfucker1000: jules ill go over there and tip you, you'll be set for life. so ur serious abt music huh? what do u wanna do?

familyjules: so youre rich. another thing i know now. and hell yeah i am! i want to work w/ a recording company if i can, fill in bass. more freelance than i'd like but it's something

masonfucker1000: 🤑

masonfucker1000: woah woah wait. ur settling! what would you like?

familyjules: settling? i don't call getting to play bass for a living settling

familyjules: what i really want tho is to play in a band but that's unlikely

masonfucker1000: uh huh

masonfucker1000: i knew it! c'mon, unlikely? you're as good as chris if you're not lying abt not stripping his bass 👀 maybe even better

familyjules: WHOA dude dont disrespect christo like that he's a huge role model!! i wish i could be as good as him

Mason smiled, getting up to bother Chris. "Yo, hey, dude?"

Chris looked up from his laptop, rubbing his forehead. "Huh?"

"You know that girl I've been talking to that plays bass. She says you're her role model and got offended when I said she probably plays better than you."

Chris smiled warmly. "That's sweet."

"No, but, listen," Mason showed him an audio clip of Jules covering bass for one of their songs. Chris furrowed his eyebrows as he listened, running his fingers through his hair as his jaw went slack. "Shit. What? Geez— don't even tell the guys, they'll replace me."

Mason laughed loudly, ruffling Chris's hair.

masonfucker1000: no disrespect to christo, i think you're incredibly good. u could definitely be better than him! u should try the band thing, bro, if thats what u really want

familyjules: maybe. i have some stage fright too but been working on that. what do you do all day, mr. masonfucker?

Aw, fuck. This was going to get frustrating for the both of them real quick. Mason didn't want to lie, but he couldn't tell her what he actually did all day. He could maybe explain that he was going to have to keep some (a lot of) personal information to himself? That would sound weird. Mason stared at the message, unsure what to do. He could be a bit of a dick and reply with a joke. Or something really vague. He'd only known Jules for a little over a week but he had a feeling he might not get away with that.

masonfucker1000: how've you been working on it?

masonfucker1000: and i think the more appropriate question is who don't i do all day

Oh, God, that was bad. He regretted sending that one. Mason found himself not wanting her to actually think he slept around all day. Or at all. Fucking hell.

Jules frowned at the reply. This was... interesting, he guessed. Or something like it.

familyjules: so you're a prostitute? that's how you have so much money?

Mason couldn't help but laugh at the response.

masonfucker1000: what! no no

Mason grumbled to himself, rubbing his hands down in face.

masonfucker1000: that was a stupid thing for me to say, sorry

masonfucker1000: i have a job that requires a lot of travel

familyjules: okay that makes more sense. a traveling prostitute. sounds fun! what places have u seen?

Mason rolled his eyes, smiling.

masonfucker1000: oh, aaaall oooover the world. in the US rn, tho! i could put on a show for u ;)

familyjules: maybe i'll take you up on that offer ;)

familyjules: hey im about to upload a new cover btw! it just finished uploading

masonfucker1000: oh, another masterful christo strip!

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