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i read this at school and this guy asked me “what are you studying for now” (context: it’s finals week) like how am i supposed to answer this i’m reading fanfics off tumblr ???!!!! 💔 i was devastated in 4K leave me alone 💔

"collision" a twoshot by @cosmicalily. view masterlist and outline here | 5.3k words

side A: 'i told you, we're like stars in the sky' - yang jeongin x fem!reader, han jisung x fem!reader (not poly)

author's note: lowkey edging all of you with this ending...please remember that this is a work of fiction, and my depictions are not a representation of them as real people. enjoy x warnings: implied sex (no actual smut, you nasties), kind of betrayal? the whole thing is basically a right person, wrong time trope

There was beauty in the simplicity of childhood love; you just loved or hated whatever and whoever was there. The intangible didn’t matter, the future or past or the consequences or benefits. It was present and physical. You could see it and feel it without a doubt, and there wasn’t ever a need for doubts, anyways.

Yang Jeongin always had a penchant for shoving very large pieces of food in his mouth, risking oxygen, jaw functioning, and his dignity, just to eat something before his younger brother could get his hands on it. He loved playing with small kids and babies, even if at the time, he was little more than a small kid himself. He liked to talk, but not too much, and was the oldest in his year, but the youngest out of his friends. He liked your trampoline. You liked his dog.

Jeongin had never really been friends with someone his own age before, not until he met you. He had his friends in the year above, the ones he considered older brothers. He had his little brother’s friends, the ones who begged him to play with them whenever they were over. Jeongin had lots of friends, but this summer, he felt left behind.

Until he met you. Or rather, you met him.

His older friends had gone to a summer camp, one that he wasn’t old enough to attend, and his younger brother and his friends were doing a holiday soccer program for young children. Jeongin was bored and lonely and curious of the huge moving trucks that had been coming by daily, particularly of the trampoline strapped onto the back of one of them. He wanted to know who had finally inhabited the two-story house next door, the one with the empty backyard that he’d stared into for years. The backyard that was now set up with a trampoline, on which a girl lay out like a starfish, alone, staring into the bright blue sky.

So Jeongin had put on his baseball cap, found his pack of UNO and made his way down the sidewalk, ringing the doorbell.

After that first day he’d invited himself over, you’d spent almost every day of summer break with him. You took his dog for walks (although their golden retriever, Cookie, was very strong, and more often than not, the dog was walking you), played on your trampoline and on his back porch. You had never felt so close to someone in your life. It seemed everyone loved Yang Jeongin, but you felt like you loved him the most. You told him this one day, with the kind of unfaltered kid confidence that disappears during teenagehood. He didn’t laugh or joke or tease you, the way he normally did when you made remarks like that. He nodded sincerely, and assured you that you were his best friend, or in his words, his “favourite girl”. You replied that he was most definitely your favourite boy. You treasured each other's words; a reminder that, at least in this lifetime, in this town, you would never be alone. From then on, you weren’t addressed by your name in your birthday and Christmas cards anymore. You were his favourite girl and he was your favourite boy. Your families, who had become quite close after your friendship had blossomed, thought it was adorable, and you often heard jokes about how the two of you would get married someday. You wrinkled your nose at this; marriage seemed so distant, a practice that couldn’t express the kind of connection you and Jeongin had.

Of course it wasn’t all favourite girls and boys and bubble wars in the backyard. There were petty fights, some so bad that you weren’t sure if you’d ever be friends again afterwards. He could be clumsy and careless, and you could be sensitive and uptight. Once, you received a huge lego set as your twelfth birthday present and immediately invited him over. However, the fight over whether to follow the instructions and actually build the palace that was intended (your idea) or build a plane in the shape of a fox (his idea) lead to pieces being snatched, stolen, hidden and eventually lost, and lots of tears and shouting. He said you were being boring, you said he was being annoying. Then, in a moment of frustration, you dropped the bomb.

“You’re not my favourite boy anymore, Yang Jeongin,” you shouted, then your hand flew to your mouth, realising just what you’d said.

You’d seen Jeongin cry before. When he’d fallen off his top bunk trying to do a trick, the time he sprained his ankle on your trampoline. But you’d never seen him cry like this. He was silent, his cheeks flushing pink, eyes watering. He walked out of your room, down the stairs and left. You wanted to follow him, to apologise, say you didn’t mean it. You were also very petty, and wanted to hold a grudge, to prove a point.

But Yang Jeongin was sweet, the sweetest boy you knew. You broke his heart for the first time that day, yet he was the one to slip a letter through your windowsill a few days later. A letter you still kept today, folded tightly into squares in your wallet.

I’m sorry I messed up your lego, I know it was annoying of me. I miss you and want to make friends. Cookie misses you too. Do you want to come for a walk with us today?

You’re still my favourite girl, even if you don’t like me anymore, I will still like you, I promise.

(But I hope I am still your favourite boy, were you just angry and maybe didn’t mean it?)

You were twelve, reading a hastily written letter from the boy next door who once shoved a whole orange into his mouth, who got dragged into a lake by his overexcited dog, who invited himself over to play on your trampoline, who tried to build a plane in the shape of a fox.

Yes, you’d known you loved Yang Jeongin before that, but as you reread the letter, then ran over to his house and hugged him, sobbing into his shoulder and promising that he was your favourite boy and that you didn’t mean it, you felt something in your chest twinge.

He got under your skin often. It irritated you.

But now, it felt like he was crawling in, making a home there.

He was still there, even though your high school summers had ended, and you were in the bed of someone else, someone who you’d been so deeply intimate with, someone who made your heart and body ascend when you were with them.

You’d told Han Jisung that you’d loved him eight months ago. Only him.

This had been your fourth summer without Yang Jeongin, for he had moved in eleventh grade with his family. His younger brother had gotten into a soccer academy five hours away, and so they had left to move to the city. You remembered that last week with him as clearly as day; as if it was all happening in front of you again.

The two of you had been laying on his bed, crinkled linen and pillows strewn on the floor, sheets pulling loose from the mattress. The window had been open, and a warm breeze had blown through the curtains. His bedroom was hot, despite the fan being on full blast, and you felt as if you were going to melt into a puddle. Boxes surrounded the bed, labelled hastily in Sharpie. Some in your handwriting, some in his. Every surface was emptied and wiped clean, his walls bare. Yang Jeongin was leaving.

Jeongin had laid beside you, your leg on top of his. His bare torso was warm against your shoulder and had a glowy sheen to it, and you suddenly felt very aware of your body in its pale blue underwear and loose white t-shirt. You definitely hadn’t been this aware of yourself two hours ago. You didn’t know how or why you’d let yourself go, not like this, not this fast. Not now, when it was all too late.

Jeongin rolled over to look at you. He opened his mouth to say something.

“Don’t say it,” you whispered, staring at him. “It’ll make it all more real.”

Jeongin took a deep breath and nodded.

You stayed where you were, bodies entangled, the heat of a summer afternoon and the glow of the midday sun filling the room.

And, like some fucking miracle, the person who moved in next door was another boy. Your age. Sparkling brown eyes, heart-shaped smile, joking and mischievous.

Just like that, Han Jisung crash landed into your life. The gap of loneliness was filled before it properly formed. But maybe, that had been a curse. Because now, as you pressed your cheek closer into Jisung’s neck, your heart ached, and your skin itched.

You’d never forget.

It had been eight months since you had told Han Jisung you loved him. The boy who had moved next door the week after Jeongin had left, the boy who you’d met that evening at one of one of Changbin’s parties, your very first, and in his tipsy state had taken you into the depths of the backyard, fingers entwined with a kind of immediate affection that almost knocked you over. Expecting him to kiss you, you’d quickly finished your cider and taken a deep breath in anticipation. Instead, Jisung pulled your body tight against his, his grip firm yet his action so gentle, and simply held you in an embrace.

You couldn’t remember exactly how long you’d rested against him; your vision had been slightly blurred, and your head had been hurting a little. It could have been a mere two minutes or an hour. You didn’t mind, though. A beautiful boy was holding you, not wanting anything more from you than simply your presence. Your heart had warmed, your eyes had closed.

After that night, you’d find yourself ending up at more and more of Changbin’s parties, during which Jisung would always find you, always take you away, always leave you longing for more. You’d go to each other’s houses, in the mornings, afternoons and evenings, spending hours together, simply doing. He would write songs and play his guitar, and you’d bring your art portfolio and sketch and paint. He’d run a hand through your hair as you worked, his hand wet with the coldness of his can of soda. When your hands got tired, you’d rest your head against his thigh and close your eyes, listening to him talk, write or play.

When he kissed you for the first time, out on the trampoline at the back of your lawn, you’d seen literal stars. It had been a cloudy night, and even the moon had been difficult to distinguish, but you felt your whole world melt in Jisung’s presence. He kissed you gently, slowly, like he was savouring a spoonful of the sweetest honey. He kissed you, not like it was a chore, but like it was something he’d been longing for. You wanted to stay with him until you physically couldn’t, until your breath ran out and your lungs collapsed and your heart stopped beating. He felt like a dream, like a hallucination you’d made up. He didn’t feel tangible.

Throughout that summer, kisses at parties and in backyards turned into long drives to the beach, to nights spent in suspicious hotels in the sticky heat, limbs entwined and chests rising and falling sharply. He would pay for each and every one of your expeditions; his allowance was generous and, after all, it was his car, even if he was four months too young to drive it.

This particular evening, you’d found yourselves in a motel by the coast. Your hair was damp and tousled, the scent of saltwater and sweat strong on your skin. Cheeks flushed, lips bruised and swollen. You could still taste his cola on your tongue, feel the faint fizz through your throat. He was lying on his back, chest bare and warm, your face pressed into the crook of his neck, leg thrust over his. The fan in the room was long broken and the window only opened a fraction, but the two of you lay together, sweat dripping, eyes closed. Jisung was like an addiction; you felt like you needed him every minute of the day, every second. He said he felt the same about you, and was always quick to sneak through your back door.

“I don’t want to exist around anyone else,” Jisung had murmured into your hair. “You’re the only one for me, Star. I’ll marry you one day, you know that, right?”

He had a habit of making these passionate promises, of making your world seem so rosy. Of giving you hopes and dreams of a future where he would love you forever and ever.

In his head, you two were bound. Names written in the stars, bodies entwined in a sea of saltwater.

In reality, you were in an unrenovated motel, hours away from both of your friends and family. Both of you said exactly what you needed to hear in order to heal, or at least, pretend that you were healing.

You had been dating Han Jisung for eight months, but not once had he actually called you his girlfriend, nor had you called him your boyfriend. He had called you his love, his lover, his angel, his Star. All beautiful words, but none that confirmed your feelings for each other. You knew he wanted you, for he told you this every single day, but why only in the dark, in the back of his car, in motels with ugly floral sheets and broken blinds? Why couldn’t you love each other openly, fully?

You knew why.

You were both liars.

Love with Jisung felt like every celestial object in the sky was colliding. Like the stars were all being reborn, like the clouds had never, ever clouded your vision in the first place. It felt magical and fantastical and like an intangible, out of body experience. It felt like something you had to hunt for, like something you would only ever experience once in a lifetime.

“Mm,” you replied, resting your face closer against his warm skin. You’d worry about the things your friends had warned you about later. He was here, close and real. Even if everything he said was a lie, the moment you were in was real. He was real.

You felt his hand run through your hair, breath suddenly halted. He was waiting for a proper response.

“Mm,” you repeated again, nuzzling closer. You felt his chest rise and fall again, his breathing steady. Soon, you heard a gentle snuffle, and he was asleep, bare skin warm, soft lips slightly open.

Gently, you wriggled out of his embrace. God, wasn’t he beautiful? Dark brown hair wavy from the sea breeze, the skin under his eye that you’d always kiss ever so gently. You reached out and touched his finger lightly, as if reminding yourself that he existed, that he was before you. It never felt real with him. The love you shared was real, the passion, but his presence? You were only there for each other when you were alone together. Fully there.

You pulled the sheet over his chest and silently slipped out of the front door.

Yang Jeongin moved to Cherry Bay when he was nineteen.

After moving to the city with his family, leaving behind the small universe he’d curated from the beginning of his childhood, of which you were at the centre, he had begun to spiral. His parents had enrolled him in a fancy, all-boys school. He had struggled with his feelings; feelings of anxiety around being by himself, around being with people, feelings of frustration when boys his age teased his now quiet nature and low grades, feelings of helplessness for his own future. He began going to the school gym at lunchtimes, not to play, but to sit and think. When he’d left, Jeongin’s phone had broken, and he’d never managed to regain contact with you. He’d heard from his friends that you had someone else now, anyways. He didn’t want to intrude and ruin things, or, even worse, have already been forgotten.

It was in the gym that he met Lee Felix and Kim Seungmin.

Felix had moved from Australia two years ago, and Seungmin, despite having never moved from anywhere, had never quite managed to fit in at the school. The two boys had found comfort in each other, and soon, in Jeongin as well. Seungmin told stories of his life at primary school, how he’d always had friends there, and how nobody here understood him. Everybody took him too seriously, thought he was cold and unkind, not understanding the love that hid underneath his dry humour. Felix had joined midway through the year, and despite his sweet, outgoing personality, had been ignored and left out.

They began hanging out at each other’s houses, going swimming in the summer at Seungmin’s older sister, Rosie’s place in Cherry Bay. Rosie was twenty-three and lived in a cottage by the beach, one she had inherited from a great aunt. She he had a girlfriend, Margot, who was an artist like her. Margot worked primarily with ceramics, whilst Rosie preferred gouache. Quite often, the pair would work together on projects, Rosie painting Margot’s various pots and sculptures, and quite often, Rosie and Margot would go on exotic vacations to Vietnam or Corfu or Albania. This was when Seungmin was allowed to invite his friends up, as long as they swore to feed her cat, Nellie, and keep her plants watered.

That had been Jeongin’s first summer without you. His friends weren’t a distraction from the loneliness he felt, a bandage to cover it up, but rather people who were also wounded. People who needed healing and support and laughter and trust.

“Margot and Rosie are going to move,” Seungmin revealed one summer evening, hair tousled from the sea breeze. They sat out on the pier, toes dipping in the warm water, cold bottles of beer laid out across the wood planks.

“To where?” Felix asked, sitting up and leaning against a wooden pole. “Overseas? Or to a different house?”

“France, I think, where Margot’s family lives,” Seungmin replied. “It’s not a permanent arrangement, but neither of them think they’ll come back. Rosie’s visited Margot’s family there before and she said the whole country just felt like magic, she’d never been so creative in her life.”

Jeongin smiled. “That’s sweet. So, is she selling the house?”

“And what about Nellie?” Felix added.

“That’s the thing,” Seungmin said, taking a sip of his beer. “She doesn’t want to sell it, especially since she knows it’ll just get knocked down and turned into some ugly modern beachside McMansion, a place that’ll probably just be used for vacations and shut up during the other seasons. But she also knows she can’t just leave the house. So she had a chat with me, and said if I wanted it, I could have the place. And Nellie.”

“And you said, . . ?” Felix waited, eyes bright.

“Fuck yes,” Seungmin replied, bursting into laughter. “How could I say no? Living here for free in a house by the beach? It’s a dream. But there’s a small issue; I have these two best friends that live hours away in the city, and there’s two empty spare bedrooms.”

“Oh my god,” Jeongin gasped. “Are you saying what I think you are?”

“If what you’re thinking is that I’m asking you guys to move with me, then yes,” Seungmin confirmed, smiling wide. His cheeks were flushed and eyes glistening, maybe from the alcohol, but he looked so happy. Genuinely happy.

Felix jumped up and screamed in excitement, throwing himself onto Jeongin. Seungmin jumped up and pulled the boys in his arms, then flung the three of them into the saltwater. They emerged, panting and out of breath, laughing hard. Tears rolled down Jeongin’s cheeks, salt on his lips, and they swam up to the shallows, sitting where the water was waist-deep and still retained the heat from the afternoon sun.

Cherry Bay was far from home, but there was something about the place, something about the moment that made it feel like a part of him. It wasn’t the boys he was with or the cottage, although both of those things he was incredibly grateful for.

There was a lingering feeling, a presence.

And as you stepped outside the motel room and looked out at the pier, you saw three boys sitting in the shallows of the water, laughing and joking. You knew that laugh.

“Baby? Why’d you leave,” Jisung whined sleepily, his arms sliding around your waist from behind you. His bare torso was warm against your back and he kissed your neck softly. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek to placate him, and squinted out at the beach one last time. You weren’t wrong. He was putting on his shirt now, the same one you’d been wearing while you helped him pack.

“Star?”

“No reason, pretty boy. Just needed some air. Let’s go back inside, yeah?”

And as Jisung spent long minutes pressing kisses down your neck and chest, mumbling promises that you knew neither of you could keep, your mind was somewhere else. You knew there had been a reason your gut had twisted into a tight knot when Jisung had pulled up at this motel. You knew there had been something drawing you closer when you’d picked Cherry Bay on the map out of all of the beachside towns.

When you finally drifted asleep, sweaty bodies entangled, it was not Jisung you dreamed of.

Rosie and Margot left a week after Seungmin shared the news. They packed minimally, just a suitcase each of clothing, a stack of Rosie’s sketchbooks, two sculptures Margot had made and toiletries. “We won’t need much,” Rosie had explained. “We’ll be living with Margot’s family. Besides, it makes it easier for you guys, it means you don’t have to go out and buy a bunch of the awkward things everyone forgets when they move in.”

“Are you asking me to thank you for leaving us with all of your crap?” Seungmin teased, and Rosie rolled her eyes and shoved him lightly. His gaze softened, though, and he suddenly pulled her in for a tight hug. “I’ll miss you. Stay safe, yeah, and contact me.” he turned to Margot. “You too.”

Margot’s eyes shone. “You sound like her big sister, Minnie,” she laughed playfully. “I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget to call you, and if she does, I promise I will.”

“Good,” Seungmin replied, closing the trunk of the car and stepping back.

“Look after yourselves,” Rosie called out as they drove down the road. “Don’t take things so seriously. Let loose, all of you.”

“What does she mean by that?” Felix raised an eyebrow, and Seungmin sighed and shook his head.

“Interpret it any way you’d like,” he mumbled, then his eyes brightened as he flung open the door to the cottage. “I can’t believe we have this to ourselves now. It’s like a dream.”

Jeongin smiled, eyes crinkling. “We’re so lucky. You’re so lucky that you have a sister like her, Min.”

“I am,” he said proudly, taking in the salty air and warm breeze. “Now, do we want to actually organise our stuff today, or do we want to get drunk on the pier?”

Felix tapped his chin, pretending to think, then burst out laughing. “Let’s leave everything. There’s a bottle shop down the road, you guys coming?”

You’d convinced Jisung to spend the rest of the month with you in Cherry Bay. He’d been confused at first, asking why you wouldn’t rather driving further along the coast, stopping at different motels and beaches along the way. You didn’t have a great answer; just told him that something about the place made you feel at home. And he’d smiled at that, and the two of you shared a bottle of peach soju on the beach that night, eating clementines and making out in the water, then trudging back to the motel, sandy and wet, making out for even longer on the bed, sheets damp, bodies sticky, hearts full.

Jisung got hungover pretty easily, and would often stay in bed for most of the morning. You, on the other hand, were an early riser, and enjoyed the quiet and solidarity you had in the early hours of the day. Dressed in your navy gingham bikini, the one you’d had since long before you’d met Jisung, you would swim in a silent ocean, the sky still dark, sun unrisen, everybody else asleep. You would swim out to the flags and back, then rest, seated in the shallows, the water warming as the sun began to peek out from the horizon.

This morning, when you’d returned from your swim, Jisung was still out cold. He looked adorable when he slept; cheeks puffy, mouth slightly parted, hair tousled. He seemed innocent and genuine, the boy you remembered falling in love with from the start. The boy who you’d promised you’d love forever. The two of you had already gotten through most of the fruit you’d bought together at the grocery store, and there was a single can of cola in the minifridge. You left this for him, placing it and a peach on his bedside table. You found one of his t-shirts and pulled it on top of your bathers, grabbing your purse and slipping out the door, leaving a kiss on his lips as you left.

The local grocery store was small but well-stocked, and you’d grown familiar with it over the past week you had spent here. It was a five minute walk from your motel, further inland, painted a charming butter yellow and run by an equally charming woman named Angie. Adjacent to it was a liquor store, run by Angie’s husband. Often, you caught them smiling at each other through the glass door that connected the stores.

“Good morning, sweet girl,” Angie beamed at you, eyes shifting into crescent moons. “There’s fresh fruit out on the floor for you. The peaches are amazing this time of year.”

“Thanks, Angie,” you smiled back, picking up a handful of peaches and a plastic carrier of cherries. You walked down the side of the store and grabbed a crusty loaf of bread and butter, then set your items down in front of her. Behind you, the doorbell jingled, and two boys entered, eyes bright and cheeks flushed.

“Seungmin, my darling, here for more clementines?” she asked, not looking up. She handed you your change with a wink and then walked around the counter, giving the tall boy a big hug. “Young Rosie’s told me that she and Margot are leaving the house to you; in good hands, I’m sure of it.”

“I’ll do my best, Angie,” he laughed. “And what did you say about clementines?”

Your face shifted into an automatic smile at the sweet scene.

“They’re right here. Did you want some too, lovie?” Angie asked, grabbing you a bundle before you could reply.

“You’re too kind,” you chuckled, and Seungmin looked at you curiously. The door adjoining the two stores opened, and another boy walked through, thrusting two six packs of beer at the freckled boy standing beside Seungmin. Your eyes widened, and you felt your body freeze. He looked up at you, smiling shyly. The doorbell jingled again, and suddenly his eyes shifted and he looked at the ground. You turned behind you.

“C’mon, baby, let’s go swim,” Jisung pulled you close, arms warm around your waist, eyes bright and smile wide. Your body tensed a little.

“Yeah, okay,” you replied, thanking Angie before being swept into Jisung’s arms. As you looked over his shoulder from your embrace, you saw Jeongin’s face fall. “Wait, no, Ji, can we just go back to the motel?”

“Sure,” he shrugged. “Why?”

“Missed you,” you whispered, and his face softened. He set you down, cupping your warm cheeks and kissed you softly. Like he loved you. You kissed him back, deeper, like you loved him. You ran through the door of the motel, locking it behind you, and acted like you loved each other for hours. You both lied to each other, pretended, used actions instead of words, because words were real and he was not.

You had not missed Han Jisung, but my god, you had missed Yang Jeongin.

That night ended the same way every night ended with Jisung. Him passed out on the sheets, his body wrapped around yours. Skin sweaty, chests heaving, the room too hot yet both of your bodies cold. And when his breathing slowed, and he began to softly snore, you pulled yourself away, kissing him on the lips before heading out the door and down the pier. You sat down at the end, a bottle of cider beside you, but you didn’t attempt to open it.

It had been four summers without Yang Jeongin. You didn’t understand why even though you hated the feeling of isolation he had left you with, a feeling that whilst Jisung filled in the moment, had left you aching all this time, you would still force yourself to stay in solitude, to remember all the things you wanted to forget, to recall everything you never said to him, and now, weren’t able to.

He had his own life. He might even have his own girlfriend. You had Jisung. He should have been enough for you.

You remembered the summer before he had left, when the two of you had snuck into the school pool in the evening. That had been the first time you’d been drunk, the first time you’d broken in somewhere. Although it was wrong, it had felt right, and you yearned for that feeling again. Not the thrill, but the consistency and comfort that he gave you, back when he’d promised he would never leave you.

You heard footsteps approaching, and felt the presence of someone shuffling to sit beside you.

“You’re a liar,” he said, but his expression was soft. Adoring, even.

“So are you,” you replied, and he pulled you close into his chest.

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#— ash recs!#ok world pause #pinning this up on every layer of the atmosphere as I type btw #im absolutely DEVASTATED with how perfectly you capture the nostalgia with the sections with jeongin #not to be too technical but the juxtaposition between the tone shifts of jeongin & jisung's back and forth sections r CRAZY #jeongin is so soft and comfortable and reminiscent and first love coded #while jisung is exciting new and fast paced and passionate #this is so chefs kiss #the reemphasis of han being not real and them being more passionate to mask their empty words UGHH #THE ENDING #OML POOR JEONGIN #MY POOR BBY :((#but this situation is also so unfair for jisung too even though they’re both using each other as an escape #this is so deliciously devastating #SEUNGMIN AND FELIX TOO i love them mwah #this is like my fav ever you cooked WITH GAS 🔥#still not over the descriptions of jeongin #u will always be my favorite boy #the NOTE #had me bawling oml i love him #i need pt 2 ur right the edging is insane !!!!!!!!!!!!#this is so collision core too #‘let’s go back to the day we loved’ ok bae let’s go 😢#han jisung #han #jeongin #stray kids

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username2 horsey is an icon tbh

username3 ALBON CATS TAKE OVER MONACO

charles_leclerc Finally!! Only took you 4 years 😂

↳ alex_albon Better late than never

maxverstappen1 Jimmy and Sassy have a new friend to judge from the balcony

↳ alex_albon As long as they don't teach him their sock-stealing habits

username4 they finally made him join the tax heaven crew

username5 monaco said ANOTHER ONE THANK YOU

username6 not me thinking that jimmy, sassy, roscoe, leo and the albon cats are now neighbors

williamsracing There goes our last UK-based driver 😢

username7 i can’t believe a man who radiates this much golden retriever boyfriend is single

username8 HE LOOKS SO CUUUUUTE

username9 alex do your pets need a mom? cuz i’m free

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yourinstagram Late night emergency turned into meeting this gorgeous new Monaco resident! Everyone say hi to Horsey 🖤

Poor baby had a rough first week in his new home (pro tip: cats and moving box debris don't mix well!), but he's already feeling much better after some treatment. Such a brave boy who purred through the whole examination despite feeling under the weather!

PS: His dad @/alex_albon gets extra points for being so attentive and calm during an emergency situation - exactly what we love to see! Always nice when pet parents take such good care of their fur babies 🏆

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username1 thank you for sharing your life as a vet! i love your posts

username2 such a cute boyyy horsey

maxverstappen1 The best 👊

↳ alex_albon You were right! Thanks for the recommendation 🙏

username3 you just got another f1 patient no biggie

georgerussell63 Good to see Horsey feeling better!

↳ yourinstagram He's such a sweet patient!

username4 she’s so popular among f1 drivers heeelp

charles_leclerc The Monaco pets collection grows

username5 ok but why is no one talking about how she called him attentive and calm?? ma'am we've seen him drive 😭

username6 ALEX GOT A VET ARC THIS IS NOT A DRILL

↳ username7 manifesting this storyline

↳ username4 y'all are too much omg 😭

username8 everyone in the comments being like 👀

↳ username5 THE DRIVERS ARE SO OBVIOUS I'M CRYING

username9 the group chat must be WILDING rn

username10 "his dad" MA'AM-

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f1 When your local vet becomes paddock royalty!

Spotted at the #MonacoGP: The woman responsible for keeping the grid's furry friends healthy and happy! From Max's mischievous cats to Charles' pup, Lewis’ bulldog, and Alex's newly-relocated cats - @/yourinstagram has become the unofficial F1 Pet Doctor! 🏎️🐾

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username1 THIS IS SO CUTE OMG???

username2 SHES SO BEAUTIFUL

username3 this is definitely the coolest job in the world

maxverstappen1 Jimmy and Sassy's favorite human

↳ lando more like their only well-behaved moments

↳ username1 JIMMY AND SASSY JUST LOVE HER

oscarpiastri The real paddock MVP 🏆

alex_albon ❤️

↳ lando very articulate there alex

↳ alex_albon shut up lando

↳ username2 OMGGGG WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

↳ username3the way alex just hearted it i-

↳ username4 we're watching a romance novel unfold in real time

username5 someone check on albon nation they're probably hospitalized

username6 the drivers exposing themselves in the comments 💀

username7 lando stirring the pot we love to see it

username8 not max immediately claiming her as his cats' favorite 😭

username9 THE HEART EMOJI???? ALEX???

username10 everyone in f1 moves to monaco for tax evasion and this vet

lewishamilton The best vet Roscoe's ever had! 🙌🏾

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yourinstagram Still pinching myself! 🏎️ From late night emergency calls with your pets to watching you all race through the streets of Monaco - what a surreal experience! Thank you @/f1 for having me and huge thanks to @/williamsracing for the incredible hospitality (and the merch! 🤫).

Special shoutout to all my four-legged patients watching their dads race from home and from the paddock today! 🐾

PS: These cars are LOUD! Now I understand why @alex_albon's cats get scared during race replays!

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username1 im her fan now

username2 SHES SO COOL

alex_albon Thanks for coming! Dinner to celebrate? 🤔

↳ lando smooth

↳ alex_albon I will block you

↳ landonorris worth it

↳ username1 WTF DID WE WITNESS

↳ username3 ohhh my god alex albon you have no shame

maxverstappen1 Thank you for coming !

williamsracing You're welcome any time! 💙

username4 DINNER??? ALEX???

↳ username2 THE SMOOTHEST DRIVER ON THE GRID FR

↳ username5 SOMEONE HOLD ME

username6 SO SHE WAS ALEX’S GUEST???

username7 can we talk about how pretty she is tho

georgerussell63 Next time bring your vet skills, my ego needs healing after that race

↳ maxverstappen1 same here doc

↳ yourinstagram Sorry boys, I only treat actual puppies 😂

username8 i ship her with alex idc idc

username9 WE NEED TO KNOW IF SHE ACTUALLY GRABBED DINNER WITH ALEX

username10 this is my roman empire

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f1gossip 🚨 BREAKING: Alex Albon spotted having dinner with Monaco's favorite vet at Le Petite Maison in Nice! Sources say they arrived together and have been there for over 2 hours.

Multiple fans confirm they looked "very cozy" and were "laughing all evening" 👀

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username1 OMFGGGG I DIDNT SEE THIS COMING

username2 i love this pair actually

username3 Max Verstappen was seen at the same restaurant last week... did someone play matchmaker? 👀

username4 EVERYBODY STAY CALM IT'S HAPPENING

username5 interesting timing right after her Monaco GP appearance 🤔

username6 I SHIP THIS SO HARD

username7 seriously guys? let them eat in peace

username8 THE WAY HE TOOK HER TO A NICE RESTAURANT NOT JUST ANY PLACE

username9 our boy got GAME

username10 manifesting worked girlies

username11 the way this isn't even a netflix script this is REAL

username12 ALEX BOYFRIEND ERA INCOMING

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yourinstagram When your Monday morning turns into an impromptu F1 pets reunion!

Apparently EVERYONE needed an urgent check-up today... how convenient 🤔 (I'm looking at you @/lewishamilton @/maxverstappen1 @/charles_leclerc)

All patients are perfectly healthy, just as they were last week! Though Roscoe did get extra treats for being the most honest about this setup 😉🐾

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username1 this is too funny

username2 why are they planninggggg

lewishamilton Roscoe said he was feeling under the weather!

↳ yourinstagram He was sleeping and snoring when you carried him in Lewis 😂

↳ lewishamilton ... he was conserving energy

username3 THESE DRIVERS ISTH

maxverstappen1 Jimmy and Sassy needed their... annual... weekly checkup

↳ yourinstagram Max, I literally saw them yesterday

↳ maxverstappen1 They miss you already?

charles_leclerc Pure coincidence 😇

alex_albon guys...

↳ georgerussell63 👀

↳ alex_albon I can't with any of you

↳ username1 WHATS GOING ON

username4 THE WAY THEY'RE ALL TRYING TO HELP I'M CRYING

username5 not them all showing up at once 💀

username6 they’re as subtle as a brick through a window

username7 ARE THEY TRYING TO PLAY MATCHMAKER??

username8 sassy looks so adorable i cantttt

username9 coolest job ever ! thanks for sharing your life as a vet <3

username10 alex just kiss her

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alex_albon Race week dumps 🏎️ Missing my troublemakers already #F1 #Cats #RaceWeek

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username1 HES SO BOYFRIEND CODED

username2 i love cat dad alex

yourinstagram Tell the babies their favorite vet misses them!

↳ alex_albon They knocked over their food bowl as soon as I showed them this comment

↳ yourinstagram Sounds about right 😂 Remember their anxiety meds before quali!

↳ alex_albon Already packed them! See, I can be responsible

↳ lando the cats or YN got you being responsible? 👀

↳ alex_albon blocked.

username3 WHAT JUST HAPPENED???

username4 did lando just exposed him?

username5 someone's cats getting a lot of vet attention lately 👀

maxverstappen1 Your cats have better race prep than you do

↳ alex_albon At least my cats like me

↳ maxverstappen1 Jimmy and Sassy said that's a lie

↳ yourinstagram Can confirm, all F1 cats talk about each other in their check-ups

↳ alex_albon et tu, doc? 😭

username6 ALEX SOOOO LIKES HER I CANT

username7 most wholesome grid dad

williamsracing Cat dad era > any other era

username8 ALEX IS PRETTY MUCH IN LOVE WITH THEIR VET I CANT

username9 crying he’s so obvious

username10 if the vet doesn’t want to be his girlfriend i volunteer just saying

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albon_pets Guess who we saw today? 🤔 Our favorite doc @/yourinstagram! Dad said we needed vaccines but we think he's just bad at making excuses 😽

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username1 ALBON PETSSSS

username2 THE CAPTION 😭

yourinstagram My favorite trouble twins! ❤️ Horsey only knocked over ONE thing this time, we're making progress!

↳ alex_albon that's because you bribed them with treats

↳ yourinstagram Professional secret 😉

maxverstappen1 Jimmy and Sassy are offended they weren't invited

↳ albon_pets Tell them we'll see them at next week's "emergency" appointment 😸

username3 NOT ALEX’S OWN CATS DRAGGING HIM

williamsracing Our mascots looking purrfect 🐱

username4 those must be the most thoroughly examined cats in Monaco

username5 these cats getting more action than their dad

username6 whatever you do don’t picture alex trying to come up with excuses to take the cats to the clinic just so he can see doc yn

username7 alex stop using your cats as matchmakers

username8 THIS IS SO FUNNY

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yourinstagram Long night at the clinic with this tiny fighter. Found abandoned in the rain, severe hypothermia and malnutrition, but pulling through like a champion. Sometimes the hardest nights remind me why I love this job. Will keep everyone updated on this little one's progress! 💕

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username1 oh shes the sweetest ever

username2 poor little thing 🥹

monacoanimalrescue Thank you for taking this baby in! Let us know if you need anything

↳ yourinstagram Will do! Already showing good signs 🙏

username3 Nothing hits harder than these late night rescue cases. You're doing amazing work! ❤️

↳ yourinstagram Thank you! Hour 16 and counting, but worth it

username4 need any supplies or volunteers?

↳ yourinstagram Actually yes! DMing you now

alex_albon Need any help? I can bring coffee or food or anything

↳ yourinstagram Actually could use both if you're up?

↳ alex_albon On my way!

↳ username1 OMG ALEXXXX

↳ username2 i see 👀👀

kellypiquet This is why you’re the best! 💘

username5 Those overnight kitten cases always get to me. Sending strength!

↳ yourinstagram The tiny ones are always the fighters!

username6 this is why we're in this field 🥺

username7 this is the perfect girl for alex

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yourinstagram First night off in ages! No emergencies, no sick pets (real or imaginary), just dinner with good company ❤️

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username1 OMFGGGGG

username2 am i dreaming???

lando FINALLY!!!!!

↳ georgerussell63 Only took 47 vet visits

↳ charles_leclerc And 3 house fires

↳ alex_albon guys please 😭

↳ username1 NO WAY

↳ username2 they’re so annoying oml

maxverstappen1 My cats send their congratulations

↳ yourinstagram Tell them thanks!

username3 THE WAY I JUST SCREAMED

username4 FINALLY HAPPENING

username5 the way the whole paddock was invested in this 😭

username6 best storyline of the season

username7 About time! Have fun you two!

username8 the slow burn we've been watching all season

alex_albon ❤️

↳ lando Look who learned how to use the heart emoji

↳ alex_albon I'm still blocking all of you

username9 ALEX BOYFRIEND ERA IS HEREEEEEEE

username10 i knew this was going to happen

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alex_albon Turns out I didn't need a sick cat excuse after all 😊❤️

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username1 AHHHHHH

username2 THIS IS SO CUTE

lando WHO HAD "ALEX POSTS FIRST" IN THE BETTING POOL

↳ georgerussell63 Pay up everyone

↳ charles_leclerc I lost 50€ 😭

↳ username1 NO WAY THIS IS REAL

↳ username2 THEY’RE SO ANNOYING

yourinstagram ❤️

↳ alex_albon ❤️

↳ username1 THE WAY I JUST DIED

↳ username2 they're using matching hearts I can't 😭

username3 local man discovers real dates better than fake emergencies

username4 CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT

username5 Finally! You two are adorable ❤️

username6 ALEX FINALLY GOT HIS SHIT TOGETHER

maxverstappen1 My cats want to know if they're invited to the wedding

↳ alex_albon MAX !

username7 most wholesome character arc

username8 ALEX BOYFRIEND ERA IS REAL

username9 they make the cutest couple ever

username10 THE WAY THE ENTIRE GRID JUST WANTED THEM TOGETHER

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f1gossip BREAKING: After months of "emergency vet visits" and mysterious cat illnesses, looks like @/alex_albon finally got the real thing 👀❤️

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username1 THE WAY I JUST SCREAMED IN PUBLIC

username2 SOMEONE HOLD ME

username3 the growth we've witnessed 😭

username4 the way the whole paddock was invested in this storyline

username5 the slow burn we deserved

username6 this is better than any romance novel

username7 ALBON NATION HOW ARE WE FEELING

username8 he way we watched this unfold all season

username9 ALEX DATING A VET FEELS SO RIGHT

username10 the clinic's security cameras probably have a whole romcom stored

username11 THE WAY HE'S SMILING 😭

username12 protect them at all costs

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yourinstagram Trading my stethoscope for some racing earmuffs this weekend! Marie's handling the clinic while I watch someone who definitely doesn't have any more sick cats race around Silverstone 😉❤️

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username1 AWE THIS IS SO CUUUTE

username2 best couple ever i swear

clinicvet_marie Have fun! The clinic will survive 😊

username3 THE HELMETS IM CRYING

lando look who doesn't need to fake emergencies to see him anymore

↳ alex_albon I will crash this car into you

↳ landonorris worth it

username4 POWER COUPLE

username5 the most wholesome storyline ever

alexandrasaintmleux welcome to our crew 🥹🥹

williamsracing We can’t wait too see our favorite doc 😉

username6 i can’t believe alex got himself a girlfriend

alex_albon ❤️

↳ yourinstagram See you at the finish line ❤️

↳ username2 THIS IS TOO CUTE

↳ username3 I COULD CRY

username7 first race as girlfriend!

username8 she’s so supportive of him i’m sobbing

username9 this picture is so pinterest coded i’m crying

username10 I NEED THEM TO ADOPT ME

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alex_albon First race with my lucky charm in the paddock! Turns out having a real girlfriend is better than having sick cats 😉 Thank you everyone for the amazing support today ❤️ Special thanks to @/williamsracing for the incredible car

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username1 AWEEEEEE

username2 this is the cutest post ever

yourinstagram So proud of you ❤️

↳ alex_albon ❤️

↳ username1 STOP THIS IS TOO CUTE IM CRYING

username3 MY BF HAS A GF I CANT

maxverstappen1 Once again you’re welcome

↳ username2 HES SO ANNOYING

username4 driver finds success with real girlfriend instead of fake cat emergencies

username5 THE WAY THEY'RE BOTH GLOWING

williamsracing Petition to make the lucky charm permanent

↳ alex_albon Already planned 😊

↳ username1 IM SOBBING HES SO IN LOVE

lando so this is what happens when you stop inventing diseases

↳ alex_albon I should have tried this strategy sooner

↳ charles_leclerc Ya think? 🙄

↳ username3 lmfao they’re never going to let him live that down

username6 SOMEONE FRAME THIS PICTURE AND PUT IT IN THE LOUVRE

username7 they’re so aesthetically pleasing i could cry

username8 THEY NEED TO GET MARRIED

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albon_pets We have a new brother! Meet Bruno Albon, the newest addition to our family! 🐾 Mom @/yourinstagram and Dad @/alex_albon adopted him together (and this time it wasn't an emergency visit excuse 😉). He's already best friends with us and loves watching F1 races!

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username1 MY HEARTTTTT

username2 oh my god bruno albon you sweet boy

f1 The family grows !

yourinstagram Our big boy ❤️

↳ alex_albon Family complete 🥰

↳ username1 STOP I'M SOBBING

username3 THE ALBON FAMILY HAS MY HEART

lando my cats demand a playdate

↳ alex_albon Your cats aren't even real Lando

↳ lando Neither were your emergencies 🤷‍♂️

↳ username1 IM WHEEZING

username4 they’re parents now what if i sob

username5 look at this beautiful family 😭

username6 the way they got a DOG together

username7 best F1 pet family

williamsracing Bruno already has his paddock pass

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alex_albon A year ago I moved to Monaco and started inventing the most ridiculous cat emergencies known to veterinary science. Today I have the most amazing girlfriend, a beautiful family (including a dog who actually exists!), and somehow @/yourinstagram still hasn't banned me from her clinic 😅❤️ Best decision I ever made, even if my cats supposedly had everything from fever to existential crisis

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username1 IM SOBBING

username2 this is what to precious i’m so parasocial about them

yourinstagram From "my cat has seasonal depression" to "I love you" ❤️

↳ alex_albon Best character development 🥰

↳ username1 THE WAY THEY FLIRT IN COMMENTS NOW

username3 im so happy they found each other

lando emember when he googled "can cats get jetlag"

↳ georgerussell63 While his cats were literally at home

↳ alex_albon It was a valid question

↳ username2 ALEX WAS IN THE TRENCHES

username4 the cutest butterfly effect ever

username5 I HEAR WEDDING BELLS TIME TO START PLANNING

albon_pets mom and dad 💘

username6 this is just too sweet

username7 THE WAY ALEX HAD FAKE CAT DISEASES AND A DREAM

username8 BRUNO IS SO CUTEE

username9 if they don’t get married istg

username10 this gives me hope i can find love too

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