#say what you want but I never got this stuff from their crowd atleast

[my-pjo-stuff]

Imagine defending a fucking PEDOPHILE 💀💀💀 Do us all a favor and fucking kill yourself. People like you make me sick 🤮

Today in: Why the PJO isn't actually as nice and welcoming as they'd all like to believe they are! Naw but for real now, what sort of mental illness leads to someone sending something like THAT over a FICTIONAL CHARACTER. Get help, please.

That goes for everyone sending these things, by the way. Get help or a hobby. Try out therapy or something. Maybe touch some grass while you're on it????

This isn't the first time I got stuff like that. Normally I just don't talk about it and delete the ask since personally, it doesn't really phase me much and I don't wanna give those juggernauts exposure. But I just sort of felt the need to put it out here at least once. These sorts of asks say more about you people than it does about me.

[scarletwinterxx]

Turning Page - Jaemin AU

Hi! this one took soooo long to write, apologies but it’s here! Thank you all so much for the continuous love and support you’ve shown my blog throughout 2021💛

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“...She’s your daughter. Even if it hurts atleast she would know, it’s worse than keeping it from her”

And when that day comes you will. You will tell her just how good a man her father is. How gentle and kind he is to everyone. How his smile is the same as hers and can brighten anyone’s day. How she got his eyes and why you can never say no to her just like you were with him.

“It isn’t the only truth I’ve been keeping, one day maybe I’ll get to tell that story”

He was like a myth, like a creature your imagination conjured and made into reality. To put it simply, he was too good to be true. Every time his presence is seen, expect a few or more than a few heads to turn his way. He was captivating like that. What made people more enamored with him is the fact that he doesn’t care about all the attention they give him.

You were no exception. Like everyone else you wanted to unravel the mystery that is Na Jaemin. Not in the way other girls might want to, you wanted to know why he was the way he was. You wanted to know his story. He was like a mystery you wanted to solve so badly. Like a book on the shelf waiting to be read.

And like any book out there, the story differs depending on who reads it.

He wasn’t a bad guy. He liked to keep his distance. Mostly kept his circle small. You’ve mostly kept clear from him, too shy to even approach. Already knowing he might just ignore you anyways if you even dare to try and talk to him. It’s part of his charm, most would say.

In a way you’re just like him, minus the popularity part. You blended with the crowd easily, and you liked it. There’s nothing more you hate than having everyone’s attention on you. So, in a way you get why Jaemin is the way he is.

But your friend thinks otherwise, he thinks it’s his sole duty to find you a boyfriend which you adamantly told him you need nor want at the moment.

“Yangyang, I swear to god stop setting me up with your friends” it’s the fifth time he tried giving your number to a someone he thinks would be a good match with you. He’s being annoying about it but you know it’s coming from a good place. He only meant well but it doesn’t mean it don’t annoy you.

“But this one’s different”

“You said that the last time, and the time before that and before that too”

He held his palms up in surrender, admitting he was in the wrong a couple of times. “Just this last one, I swear he’s a nice guy. Likes photography, a total homebody”

“You’re just describing me”

“No no I swear he’s the one, I swear on my first kid”

You shoot him a look while rubbing your fingers along your temple, feeling the headache coming in.

“Why are we talking about having a kid? We’re literally kids”

“Uh We’re 21 incase you’re forgetting. So is that a yes or a no?” Yangyang asks with his smile that makes him look like a little kid begging for a bag of candy “You already have it all planned, why are you asking me?”

“Consent is important, I know I’m being pretty pushy about this but it’s still up to you”

“I’ll say yes, under one condition” you told him, gathering your stuff on the table while your bestfriend anxiously awaits your next words “This will be the last one, after this no more blind dates”

“But-“ “Uh uh no, that’s my condition”

“Fine”

He meant well, he really did but Yangyang’s track record of finding the right guy for you is on the losing side. It’s obvious since you’re still single. Not that you’re looking for a serious relationship anyways.

Come the day of the date, Yangyang said you’ll meet with the guy in a café in town. You arrived there first but it didn’t look like someone was waiting for you. Every table was either occupied by two people or vacant. No one was sitting alone.

Except you.

It’s been two hours, you should’ve left the first hour but at that point your iced coffee was only halfway done and your date was nowhere to be seen. Besides, it’s not that weird to see a girl sitting in a café alone. So instead of leaving, you just sat there and enjoyed the afternoon by yourself.

“Uh excuse me, are you waiting for someone?” a girl asked you, making you look over from the window view

“Oh uhm-“ “There’s no other vacant seat for two people and my boyfriend and I kinda need the extra seat. I can’t help but notice you’re alone, mind switching seats over at the booth?” she said while pointing at the empty seat on the other side of the room.

Not knowing what to say, you just gapped at her for a few moments before someone spoke from behind her.

“Sorry babe, I’m late. I got caught up with my last class” at first you thought he was talking to the girl but then he took the seat beside you, then looked over at you with a smile.

You should’ve known.

That smile indeed had trouble written all over it. It made you want to write poems solely based on just how the sunshine was no match for how bright his smile was. How warm you felt while looking straight into his eyes as he stares back at you.

“Oh my god, sorry I thought she was alone”

“No, she isn’t” Jaemin answers, his attention still on you. You felt bad for the girl as you watch her scurry away.

“That was harsh” you mumble, not sure what else to say

“She was being rude” he countered, this time he looked over at the menu by the counter. Even though he’d probably order the same thing, Jaemin still read over the menu like he always does.

“She was on a date, I was just about to say yes before you swooped in and shooed her away”

“Well tell her you’re on a date too”

Good thing you weren’t sipping on your coffee or else you probably would’ve coughed it all back up.

Feeling your gaze on his, Jaemin turns to look at your dumbstruck expression. “You okay?”

“Do you even know who I am?” you ask him

“You’re Y/N, you took photography classes last semester didn’t you?”

“I did, how did you know that?”

“Your portfolio is still in our professors room, he shows it every now and then as reference. You’re really good” you didn’t expect him to say that, THE Na Jaemin just gave you a compliment.

“How did you know who I was?” he asked back

“You? Everyone knows who you are” you mumble, suddenly feeling a bit shy under his gaze. He’s a man of few words but his gaze said much more than his mouth did.

“Do they now?” Jaemin chuckles, it made you wonder if he’s just acting about not knowing how much everyone talks about him or if he’s unaware of it.

Whatever the real answer was, it’s evident he doesn’t like it.

“What are you doing here alone anyways?” he asks, changing the subject. You weren’t about to admit you just got stood up but the words were already out, “I got stood up”

“Well, lucky for me”

“Huh?”

“Lucky for me he didn’t show up. I’m sorry, he’s an asshole for ditching you but if he didn’t then I wouldn’t have the reason to talk to you” he tells you, again his intense gaze was on you and only you.

You’ve never had someone give you this much attention, you weren’t sure where to look or how to act.

“Me? You wanted to talk to me?” he chuckles at your innocent question, finding it adorable how you seem to not believe his words.

“If anyone asks tomorrow, just tell them you went on a date with me” Jaemin says, blinking back at him in confusion.

Everything happened so fast. One moment you were enjoying your coffee alone then the next you were going on dates with Jaemin. When Yangyang first heard about it, just like Jaemin said you did say you went on a date with him, he was surprised, confused and impressed at the same time.

“Dude, are you telling me you went out with Jaemin? Like Na Jaemin? On a date? With Jaemin?” Yangyang ask in disbelief, at first he thought people were making that issue up but then you rolled up at school the next day with Jaemin. He even held his car door open for you, saying a quick goodbye to you before walking the opposite way.

“It just happened”

“You don’t just go on dates with him, how the heck did that happen. Wait before you tell me, so the other guy didn’t show up?”

“No, and like I said that would be the last time I’ll let you set me up with anyone” you told him, “Looks like I don’t need to”

Then it became a routine, Jaemin will wait for you after class to drive you home or hangout. He’d pick you up in the morning, even on days he didn’t have the same schedule as yours.

“I thought you said you didn’t have any class today?” you ask him as you slide in the passenger seat of his car, your favorite coffee already waiting for you in the cupholder beside his own drink.

“I don’t, but I have this meeting I have to go to”

“Meeting?”

“Yea, outside campus. Don’t worry, I’ll come pick you up later” he sent you a sideways smile, enough to make your heart thump a beat harder.

“You know I can just take the bus or walk or take a taxi back home”

“I know, but then how will see you later?” you chuckle at his question, he hasn’t said straightout what his intentions are with you but Jaemin is a man of action rather than words.

“You can just see me tomorrow”

“Nope, can’t wait that long. I’ll see you later” too focused on him, you didn’t notice you already arrived on campus. You bid a goodbye to him, going about your day. And just like Jaemin said, he was indeed waiting for you in the parking lot after your last class for the day.

“How was the meeting?”

“Good, it was actually with an agency” that took you by surprise, Jaemin is a very private guy you didn’t expect from him to join that industry. “Oh like singing? Acting?” he chuckles at your question, you did look quite confused by his statement so he explained further.

It seemed that during his time after school have been occupied by these meetings, only recently did he finally decide to give it a try. An acting agency wanted to take him in after seeing him during one of your campus showcase. You were aware he’s been a part of few plays and he’s a really good actor. What you didn’t know was scouts were out and about ready to sign him.

“So, you’re like going be famous and all that” you mumble, still processing what he just told you.

“Not really, I’m just starting so who knows what will happen. Maybe it won’t even work out”

“Impossible, have you seen you? They’ll go feral for you” you joked, but instead of laughing at your comment he just looks over at you with a serious look on his face that makes you want to look away

“What?” you ask “Will that bother you? If by some chance I do get famous and all of this works out?”

“Why are you asking me? Isn’t that a good thing?” throwing back the question at him.

The truth is Jaemin wanted to know if you’ll be there with him when things change. From the very first time he talked to you, to the first time saw you on campus, and all the time you’ve spent together recently are moments near and dear to him. He really really likes you, it just sucks that now things might get more complicated.

“Only if you’ll still be here, there will be days I won’t get to drive you to and from home or be there to grab lunch for you. Or buy coffee for you in the morning”

You smile at his worries, it was silly but he looked so adorable. “I don’t mind, I like you because you’re you not because you do all those things for me”

“You like me?”

Oops. You totally didn’t mean to let that slip out. But Jaemin is already smiling at you, making you feel more flustered. “I mean I like you as a friend, I like hanging out with you” words were tumbling out of your mouth, making almost no sense even to you. Meanwhile Jaemin just smiles at you.

“No take backs, you already said it” he said then started the car to drive you home, “That wasn’t what I meant-“

“I like you”

That was the start of your relationship. And two of you were right, he did make it big immediately after his acting debut. He wasn’t even the lead and yet he stole the spotlight. Projects were already lining up for him left and right to the point that he had to halt during the second semester of university. He was right when he said he might not be there always to drive you home or come and pick you up but he was making effort to see you whenever he could.

Jaemin thinks he’s the luckiest guy to have you as his girlfriend. You understood the demands of his new life, you supported him every step of the way, you are his biggest and number one fan.

There are two downsides to his new life. One is it seems like all privacy are thrown out the window the moment he was introduced to the public. It felt like everyone wanted to know anything and everything about him. It almost felt suffocating and overwhelming, especially for him who was so used to keeping things private. Number two is that he can’t exactly say he has a girlfriend. His agency wasn’t against your relationship but they did advise him to keep it on the down low for awhile.

It’s not the easiest thing being under the limelight, with millions of eyes watching him every second of everyday there are precautions, steps and rules that must always be followed. But then again it was expected to happen since that very first audition he did. Jaemin knew from that moment he signed that contract that he will never have the same freedom again.

Your interactions with him in public became less frequent so as not to raise questions from the constant prying eyes on the rising new actor. It was hard on the two of at first. Jaemin wanted to be with you with no precautions but then remembers he can’t do that anymore. You remind him all the time, to be patient and that you can always be together in private when it’s just the two of you.

If I stared too long it would be bad, you were told.

If I looked at him too long there would be consequences, you were told.

We should only talk when other people are around or we would be in big trouble, you were told.

Taking a deep breath as you list all the things you were not supposed to do since you started going out with him.

It was dangerous, they told you.

People would never approve, they warned you.

Yet here you are, sleeping in his arms after a very long day. Encaged in his embrace, his skin radiating warmth you’ve been craving for so long. You don’t go out on dates anymore, too anxious someone might recognize him. He also doesn’t want to share you with the whole world just yet.

He’s fully aware of his growing fan base and he also knows not all of them will be understanding and kind enough to you. Which is why these past few months dates are mainly spent indoors, watching movies, cuddling, cooking for each other, baking sweets and just getting lost in each other while staying in your own little secure bubble.

“Can’t we stay in today?”

“I can’t you know I have that job interview” you answer while getting dressed, it took all of your will to leave the warm bed and Jaemin but you had something to do for the day much to your boyfriend’s dismay. “Plus, aren’t you having lunch with your parents?”

After being with him for a year, you’ve learned a lot about Jaemin. Once you started dating and getting more intimate with each other, he opened up to you more and more. He doesn’t have a good relationship with his dad, he rarely meets with him. His mom is busy with work which is why at such a young age Jaemin learned to be independent.

“Can I skip that?”

“No, you promised you’ll come. Tell me everything that happens when I get home, okay?” walking back to where he was still laying on the bed, leaning down to give him one last kiss

“I need to go, love you” you tell him, breaking the kiss first.

“I love you”

The job interview went surprisingly well, even though you were still a year away from graduating they still offered you the position. Elated with the good news you just received, you rushed back home to prepare dinner for you and Jaemin. He already sent a text to you that he’d be over some time this evening so you took some time for yourself.

When Jaemin got to your place, he looked like he had a long day. Something must’ve happened, you assumed. Opting to ask later and give him some space for now.

“I got the job” you said over dinner, “Really? That’s good. I’m proud of you, babe” he said, shooting you a smile

“Yea, they said there’s a big chance I can get a promotion as soon as I graduate and yea, for now I’m on a more flexible schedule” you tell him more about your day, sensing he’s still not ready to talk about his. After dinner Jaemin offered to clean up since you’re the one cooked for tonight. It’s a routine the two of you were used to, if one cooked the other one would clean after. Domestic but the two of you loved it. Yangyang jokes around saying the only thing left now is a ring and a baby then the two of you would look like the happily married couple.

“You’re smiling” Jaemin says from beside you, passing the plate over to you so you could put it away

“Just thinking about something Yangyang said” you chuckle just thinking about it again, Jaemin knows you and Yangyang are just bestfriend’s. He’s the one Jaemin looked for to ask more about you, your bestfriend was just excited to spill anything and everything, even going as far as offering Jaemin a date with you.

“What is it? The ring and a baby story?” this made you turn to look at him wide eyed

“How did you know about that?” you asked back, Jaemin chuckles at your expression. Noticing the blush slowly forming on your cheeks.

“Yangyang told me”

“That boy needs to learn to shut up, I swear every day I question where his loyalty lies”

“With you, he’s just happy seeing happy” Jaemin turns off the tap before wiping his hands in the apron he was wearing, the one you got him on your first anniversary. “And I’m the happiest when I’m with you. I don’t want you to feel pressured about marriage and babies. I know we’re still too young to be thinking about that” you tell him, also finishing the last of the clean dishes to put away.

Immediately Jaemin gathers you in his arms, placing you on the counter then standing between your legs getting eye level with you. Throwing your arms around his shoulder to pull him closer to you

“Would you want that with me?” he asks, staring intently at you

“Yes, I want that future with you. If you want it with me, too” then he was kissing you, he’s kissing you with so much passion. Like he was giving you all the answers through this kiss, he does want his future to be with you.

“You want to be with me, even when it gets hard?” he asks when the two of you broke apart. He knows it’s not easy being with him, the secrets, the sneaking around in private, the short time together.

“Even then” you answer surely, giving him another peck on the lips

“Even if I can’t be with you everyday? Or when everyone else says we can’t be together?” this is the Jaemin you don’t see a lot, the vulnerable one. The one who always asks if he’s worthy staying with, the Jaemin who was left alone as a kid and is now wondering if he’s even worth to love. He’s keeping his walls up, but you understand it’s because he’s trying to protect himself from getting hurt again. So hearing him ask you that, seeing him look at you like that breaks your heart a little.

He deserved all the love. The kind of love he doesn’t have to question. The love he can always be sure of.

“I’m not going anywhere, Jaemin. I don’t care what they say, if you say you want me here then I’ll be here. The rest of the world can try to take me away from you but I’ll never let them. Not as long as you want me”

Then he was kissing you again. Gathering you in his arms and taking you to your bedroom. It’s like each kiss was a breath of air and he was suffocating. He kissed you like he needed you. He needed you. Right then and there he vowed to never ever let anyone take you away from him.

For once in his life there’s someone who’s willing to stay. He’ll be damned if he let this chance pass and let you slip from his fingers.  

The next couple of weeks went by fast, you’ve fallen into a new routine after starting your job. Of course at first it was exhausting but once you got a hang of it you started to enjoy more and more. The downside was that your schedule is more packed, before you were ready with just about any time Jaemin says he’s free. But now you also have to consider your schedule, and there are very rare days that both of your free days meet.

“It’s stressing me the more I think about it” you rant to Yangyang about the recent small argument you had with Jaemin, you two are fine now but it still lingered in the back of your mind.

“If it’s bothering you this much then talk to him, why are you ranting to me?”

“Because obviously you’re here and he’s not, plus I don’t want to sound too needy” you glared at him, the guy opposite you throwing his hands up in surrender.

Yangyang is used to your little moodswings every month, he never takes it to heart. But he can’t help but notice you’ve been more aggravated and easily get mad recently. He also knows it won’t be smart to tell you about it, he won’t risk being punched in the gut again for calling you moody.

“You’re not being needy, you miss him” he tells you, making you feel some comfort. Jaemin’s starting a new drama soon that’s why he’s been very busy.

“Maybe I’ll call him later”

“That’s the spirit, now let’s get lunch”

At the mention of food, you can already feel yourself feeling a bit queasy. Guessing it’s probably because it’s almost that time of the month. “Not really hungry”

“What? You didn’t get anything for breakfast” Yangyang says, getting a bit worried since you skipped breakfast this morning. Usually, the two of you would get coffee and bagels at the café near campus but today you just got yourself your usual drink.

“Yea I don’t really feel like it today”

“Okay, well text me if you change your mind. I’ll be back”

The rest of the day, you were still feeling a bit under the weather so you decided to call it a day early. Good thing you didn’t have to work after school today. Also earlier you sent a text to Jaemin but he hasn’t responded yet, probably still busy on set.

To avoid getting scolded by Yangyang again and probably Jaemin when he hears you haven’t eaten yet, you prepared something simple for yourself for dinner. After cooking and cleaning up, you were ready to call it a night. Taking your phone to check if Jaemin has replied but he hasn’t so you opened your social media accounts just to pass some time.

At first it was just some random post and pictures but after a few more scroll, you came across a new headline. Your boyfriends name quickly climbing the trending list along with his new co-stars name.

It wasn’t new to you seeing him be rumored to be dating his co-star, he’s young, he’s attractive, he’s the hottest rising star. But this time it’s different. It looks like a paparazzi took the pictures of Jaemin and the girl. They were out at night, outside a convenient store.

They could’ve just been getting some snacks, totally normal but this is showbiz. People will blow this up out of context.

You didn’t even notice you’ve been staring at the screen too long because the next second Yangyang’s name was flashing on the screen, you answered quickly

“Did you see it?”

“I-“ still trying to process what you just saw “It’s probably not real, it’s not the first time they made it seem like it. His agency will probably soon release a statement. Have you talked to him yet?”

“No, it’s probably why he’s not answering”

He probably doesn’t know what to tell you. You thought.

“Hey, it’s okay. This is Jaemin. He loves you” you smile at your bestfriend’s attempt to comfort you “I know, I’ll talk to him”

“Don’t worry about it too much okay? Go get some rest” when you hung up the call, you hear someone typing the code on your door. Getting up from your bed you already expected to see who it was.

“Hi” you say, catching Jaemin off guard. He was just about to take his shoes off

“You’re still up, it’s a bit late”

“I was waiting for you”

“Sorry, I didn’t reply. It got a bit hectic after taping then my manager took me back to the agency for a short meeting”

“I know, I saw the news”

“Oh”

Was that all he could say? Did he hope you haven’t seen it?

It’s so different from all the times before whenever news like this pops up. Usually, he would immediately tell you it’s not true, which you already know, and he would assure you that he’s team is on it and will release a statement about it being a lie.

This time it seemed like he’s at lost for words.

“Are you okay?” you ask him, still standing by the hallway of your bedroom

“You’re asking me if I’m okay? Shouldn’t I be the one asking that? I heard you weren’t feeling okay today”

“Just feeling a bit under the weather. The girl, she’s your new co-star right?”

“Yes, did you eat dinner? Should I make some soup for you?”

“Thanks but I already ate. So, are they going to release a statement about it?”

This time Jaemin didn’t return a question or answered yours. He just stood there, looking everywhere but you

“Jaemin?”

“They said it will be good for the show to let the fans think something’s going on between us”

You don’t know what you’re supposed to say, you’ve never been in this position before. Jaemin has always been on your side, but this time it seems like he might not be.

“What did you tell them?” you asked, you hated how your voice sounded so small. Like you’re so scared. You didn’t want to show him that, not right now.

“No, I said I didn’t like it but they still went with it. They said I should just go with it”

“Are you mad?” Jaemin asks, not taking a step towards you. He still kept a good distance and you hated it. It’s like he’s already distancing himself from you.

“No”

“You can tell me if you are, I understand. Please don’t shut me out, I’m still your boyfriend. I’m still yours. Don’t let them make you think otherwise” he tells you, finally taking a few steps closer to you until he was standing right infront of you.

“I was just surprised, I’m not really sure what to do”

“Hey, look at me. We can do this, as long as we’re together right?” he smiles at you, holding your face gently between his hands.

One smile from him is enough to wash all the worries away. He’s right. As long the two of you are together, it will be okay. You trust him.

You crash into him, hugging him tight against you. Jaemin smiles as he feels you bury yourself deeper on his chest. Kissing the top of your head, gently swaying the two of you.

“Did you get a new shampoo?” you ask him, voice muffled against his neck. Chuckling at your random question, “No, I got it washed at the shop today”

“I hate it, I knew it smelled different”

“Noted, I’ll use my own shampoo next time”

Just like that, things were okay again. The calm before the next storm.

It was like the two of you were threading different chapters of your life, some days it feels like you’re not even reading the same book much less on the same page. It was scary how distant the two of you were getting but neither of you were willing address the elephant in the room. Neither one of you were willing to let it go just yet.

And you love him for that, you love him for trying even when it’s gets tough. He loves you for staying with him through everything.

“You know I hate to say this and you probably will hit me if I say it, but you’re being more snappy than usual” Yangyang tells you as he watches you type on your keyboard loudly, like you were trying to projection your frustrations on the computer in front of you

“Maybe you’re being more annoying than usual”

“Okay first, see that’s what I’m saying and number two I’ve barely said a word. Are you okay? Do you want to talk about it?” he asks, times like this you realize just how thankful you are to have a friend like him. Even on your worst days, even when he’s on the receiving end of it Yangyang always make sure to check up on you.

“No, I’m fine. It’s just I have a list of things I need to do but I’ve had this headache coming and going, plus work is kicking my ass. Also, not to mention I haven’t seen my boyfriend for the past 3 weeks. Everything’s great, everything’s going the way I don’t want them to. Every second feels like a ticking time bomb, and I'm just here waiting for it to go off and I'm so frustrated that I can’t do anything right it and like I don't even have a grip on my own life… so yeah I… I'm not OK”

“I think the time bomb just went off” he mumbles, gently pulling the laptop over to his side. Quickly saving your work before shutting it off. “You need a break”

“I need to finish that paper” you protested but you know he’s right

“It can wait, you’re one sentence away from a total meltdown. What you’re going to do is take the night off, eat dinner, rest, just don’t worry about anything just for the night because if I’m being totally honest you look like life kicked you a few times” Yangyang tells you, finally convincing you to call it a day.

The two of you were walking outside campus when suddenly you asked your bestfriend,

“Should I just breakup with him?”

Yangyang looks over at you, surprise written across his face.  He knew that you and Jaemin were going through a rough patch but he didn’t expect you to ask him that.

“Are you asking me for relationship advice?”

“Yeah I know right, I’ve officially hit an all time low” you joked, bumping shoulders with him

“Follow your heart I guess. Does that sound lame?”

“No, kind of. I mean even if I do, I’m not really sure what my heart wants right now”

“Word of advice, words you’ve told me yourself: choose what will make you happy because at the end of the day…” “I’ve got no one but myself” you both finish the sentence.

Tonight, you texted Jaemin. Reading back the messages you’ve sent to him, this time you couldn’t stop the tears from flowing.

So this is what it feels like. To have your heart break. To know you’re about to lose that very important person in your life. But you had to do it, because you know he never will. You hate to be the one to break his heart but you’re doing it for the both of you.

Unlike the messages before, Jaemin knew this time it was different. It felt like a goodbye almost. He knew even without words that you were about to do what he’s been fearing doing. But he understood completely. So after work, even if he’s very tired and want nothing but crash on his bed and drift off, he drove over to your place to talk.

When you opened the door for him, he knew.

Your smile didn’t reach your eyes. You looked at him with sadness he’s never seen before.

“Hi” you greet him, motioning for him to step inside

“We should talk” you say, not even waiting for him to take his coat off.

“I know” Jaemin mumbles, looking down at his feet.

Why is this so hard? This isn’t the first time he had his heart broken but this one, this one hurtS the most. You haven’t even said the words yet.

“Jaem?” you call out to him, “Yeah?”

“Are you okay?” he smiles sadly at your question, he doesn’t deserve you.

“You’re the one who doesn’t feel okay and you ask me that?”

“You look like you’re about to pass out” you answer, noticing the dark circle under his eyes

“Just tired, is that what we’re here to talk about?”

Ouch. He sounded like he wanted to rush right into it.

“We should break up”

There it was. The breaking point. The final chapter of the book he wasn’t ready to finish yet.

“I’m not breaking up with you because I’m mad or I feel neglected. I’m doing this because I don’t want you to be torn between me and your job” you say, “and before you say we can do this, we can fight for us. Right now we can’t do that, we gotta choose the battles we fight. We can’t win them all. I can’t lose you while trying to keep you”

Jaemin just stares back at you while you speak, “Will you be okay?” he asks when he finally found his voice again

“I will be. I’m in no place to ask you of this, but can you promise me you’ll take care of yourself? No skipping meals, drinking your death coffee or staying up for 4 days straight. Don’t do it for me, do it for you” you tell him, smiling gently at the boy who’s holding your heart at the palm of his hands.

“Can I ask one favor, too?” nodding along at his question “Can I hug you?”

Then you were walking towards him, crashing straight into his arms.

One day you’ll probably fall in love again but never this way. You almost break into tears just thinking about this being the last time you get to hold him like this.

It felt like a bittersweet ending. A book you’ve loved reading and now you’ve reached the ending. You wish his and yours’ story ended differently but life needs to go on, the world will still turn, you’d need to turn the page of the next book.

 Picking up the scattered markers on the table along with the pieces of paper with messy drawings, it’s hard to keep the place clean when you live with a 4 year old.

“Eunbi! You said you’ll help clean or else no dessert for you”

You hear the pitter patter of her feet behind you, quickly running around the room to pick up the toys

“Are they coming tonight?” her cute voice asks, “Yes, so you need to clean”

“Can I stay up late?”

“You have school tomorrow”

“But-“ she was cut off when the door bell rang, “Can you put this away, I’ll get the door” you tell her, pointing at the mess of books on the table.

“I’m not getting any younger here!” you hear Yangyang’s voice from the other side of the door, “I heard you, we were just cleaning” opening the door to come face to face with your bestfriend

“I come bearing gifts, oh and Renjun’s here too” the other guy waving at you from behind him. Renjun is Yangyang’s roommate and the only other person he hangs out with if he isn’t over at your place annoying you. And because of that, you became the unexpected trio.

“Where’s the little bunny? There you are! Oh wow are you cleaning?” Yangyang jokes, making the little girl laugh and run over the two guys. Giving them both warm hugs.

“Did she say no dessert for you again?” Renjun asks, “Hey, it’s a good bargain” you answer while Eunbi nods at her uncles

“That’s child labor, told you it’s better to sleep over at ours. Right, Eunbi?” the little girl just nods along, totally agreeing with the other two.

“Before we chat some more, how about we get some dinner first then one movie” looking over the little girl who was already jumping up and down in excitement,

“Can I pick the movie? Please please please” she says, flashing you her adorable eyes you could never say no to. Hearing your friends chuckle on the side, already knowing you were going to say yes even though it’s a school night.

After dinner and the movie, which Eunbi didn’t finish because she fell asleep in the middle of it, the two helped cleaning up before going home.

“Any plans for her birthday?” Renjun asks, even though you’ve met him much later than your bestfriend he’s still someone you trust as much as Yangyang. If Yangyang is the one to lighten the modd during serious situation, Renjun would be the one saying words of wisdom to encourage you.  

“Maybe take her out to the amusement park, she’s been asking to go. Or the aquarium. She’s still torn between the two” you say

“She still doesn’t want a big party?” Yangyang asks, the little girl was never a fan of big crowds so she never asked for a birthday party. A very shy kid. You’ve always kept it simple for her.

“Nope, you know her. She hates it when the attention is on her”

“Wonder where she got it from” he jokes, probably you. You always kept things private. Especially after having Eunbi, only your closest friends aka Yangyang and Renjun have stayed connected with you.

You didn’t mind though, it was peaceful. Less complicated. The last thing you wanted in your life were judging eyes and unwanted opinions about being a single mother at such a young age. You already get weird looks whenever they hear that you’re Eunbi’s mom and not her babysitter, it only gets worse when they learn you’re single mom. A stigma you hated the most.

You’d like to believe you’re doing good. You’ve done a good job at raising your child alone. She’s kind, respectful, smart. You’re proud of yourself for raising her to be the amazing little lady she’s turning out to be.

Those who dare to ask about her father only gets a smile and shake of your head for an answer. That conversation you’re only willing to have between you and your daughter, one day when she’s old enough to ask about him. You weren’t going to keep him a secret.

He isn’t the bad guy in this story, the big bad wolf who ruined the day. He’s the opposite. He’s like this enchanting character in your story. Once a part of your story but not anymore.

You’ve been preparing for the day she asks you those questions: who’s her father? Where is he? Why was he never around?

Come the day of her birthday. The big 5. You already feel emotional just thinking about your little girl turning 5 already. Where did the time go? It feels like yesterday she was a little bundle in your arms, now she’s slowly turning into her own person.

Eunbi did end up choosing the aquarium to go to on her birthday. You planned to go there on a weekend then dinner with Yangyang and Renjun, arguably her favorite humans in the entire world.

“Uncle Yangyang said he got me a gift, Uncle Renjun too” she excitedly says while you walk around the aquarium. Looking at the fishes swimming around, the look of astonishment in her eyes.

You love watching her discover the world, her little brain processing just how wide the world is, how enchanting it could be. As you watch your daughter who was excitedly pointing at the different kinds of fishes, you can’t help but think of him. She got his eyes, his smile, his nose. Even though you haven’t seen him in years, you have a reminder of just how he looks like.

A little part of him you get to keep for the rest of your life.

Jaemin hasn’t had a day off in a while. Today, instead of staying in his apartment he chose to go out for change. It’s a challenge, going out in public without getting recognized. That’s why he’s here in the middle of the dolphin room clad in a mask and cap that cover his face. Only his eyes could be seen. He thought it’ll be too weird to wear glasses indoors.

While watching the creatures infront of him, something or someone bumped on his leg making him look down.

A pair of eyes already looking up at him.

It was weird. He has never met this little girl ever in his life but he felt this familiarity while looking into her eyes. He’s seen those eyes before, he’s not just sure where.

“Oops sorry” she bows her head in apology, making Jaemin smile at her action. She looked young but she already knows her manners.

“It’s okay, just be careful. You might fall over if you don’t look at where you’re going” he tells her gently, pulling his mask down so as not to intimidate the little girl.

“I was just watching that dolphin over there” she says then points infront of them, Jaemin’s eyes following the direction to see a baby dolphin following her mother.

“The baby dolphin?”

“Yea! She’s like me and mommy” at the mention of her mom, something changed in her expression. Realizing she lost her mom in the crowd, Eunbi looks around hoping to find you.

Jaemin realizing the situation immediately crouched down to comfort the little girl “Hey don’t worry, we’ll find your mom. Where did you last saw her?”

“By the jellyfish”

“Okay, I’ll come with you” she was unsure at first, her mom did tell her not to talk to strangers and if ever she gets lost she should just stay in one place until she finds her again. “Mommy told me not to come with strangers”

Jaemin smiles, respectful and smart. Her mother did good raising her daughter.

“And she’s right. You shouldn’t go with strangers. I’m Jaemin, Na Jaemin. If you don’t want to walk with me, I can wait here with you. I’m sure your mom is close by” he offers, pointing at the vacant benches.

“I’m Eunbi” she says, bowing her head again. “Okay Eunbi, we’re friends now”

You weren’t that alarmed yet, you know Eunbi’s a smart kid. She’ll know what to do when she get’s lost in a crowd. What you didn’t expect was to find her sitting with a stranger. Chatting like they’ve known each other for years.

She’s a shy kid, it was new to you seeing her be so animated and excited to someone she’s never met before.

“And my uncles got me gifts too, we’ll open them later” you catch her saying, walking up towards her and calling her name out. The little girl turns her head before dashing towards you, “Mommy! You found me!” she says when she crashes straight into your open arms

You hug her close to you, picking her up to carry her. Not going to lie, it did scare you a bit.

But she’s safe.

Turning to look at the man she was just talking to, about to thank him for keeping her company. You almost lost your hold on your daughter.

There Jaemin stood, too stunned to speak when he saw who Eunbi ran to. Calling out to her mother, you.

You’re Eunbi’s mother. You have a kid. You looked just as beautiful as he remembers.

Are you married? Is Eunbi really your daughter? How have you been? Who’s her father? These are the questions running in Jaemin’s mind but he couldn’t find the words to say.

Just like him you were left speechless. Eunbi asked to be put down and introduce you to her new found friend, “Mommy, this is Jaemin oppa. He helped me find you again!” she excitedly says, not aware of the tension between you and Jaemin.

“Y/N” hearing your name come out from his lips it’s like a bucket of ice water was poured on you. Looking around to see if anyone recognizes him.

“Thank you for helping my daughter, Eunbi say thank you. We need to go” you hurriedly say, then walking the opposite way with your daughter. Not even giving Jaemin a chance to speak again.

Then he was running after you. He can’t let you slip away again, not this time. Maybe this is fate telling him this is the second chance he’d been wishing for. Another chance with you.

He spot you across the parking lot, calling out your name catching your attention. Eunbi is already inside the car, you should’ve booked it but Jaemin got to you faster.

“Y/N, can we- can we talk?”

“Talk about?” you ask, turning around to face him.

You’re not going to lie, he looked good. He was always enchanting to look at but after years of not seeing him in person, you’re suddenly reminded of just how handsome he is in real life.

“Just to catch up”

“We have a dinner to get to, sorry”

“Can I get her anything then? I can run over a café to get her a cake or something” he offers, anything to get you to stay a little bit longer.

“Why?” you asks, “Eunbi mentioned it’s her birthday, I just want to be a good friend”

Friend, you chuckle at the thought.

“Jaemin, we’re not… We’re not friends. I shouldn’t even be here talking to you” he was surprised to hear those words from you.

Did you hate him this much?

“People might recognize you and I don’t really want the attention on us. On her. I hope you understand” oh, of course. He does understand. In that moment he understood you’re not doing it for you, you’re doing it for her.

For your daughter.

There are a lot of times he regrets ever choosing this field of work. He already lost you, the love of his life, now he can’t even be your friend.

“Yea, of course. I’m sorry” he says, taking a step back.

“Thank you for keeping her company, she usually doesn’t wander around but she’s excited to be here so yea” you say, “We need to go, again thank you” you tell him then you got in your car.

For the rest of the day you tried not to look distracted. It’s your daughter’s birthday, this should be about her. You made her favorite dishes for dinner, got her the chocolate cake and opened gifts from your family and friends.

It seemed like fate isn’t done playing with you yet because you bumped into Jaemin again, this time you couldn’t say no to him when he asked you out for a cup of coffee.

The two of you found an almost empty park, a bit of privacy. He can sense you weren’t comfortable bein seen with him in public.

You two started with a light talk then he was asking how you’ve been. The only reason you’ve stayed updated about him is because he’s a public figure, he’s literally everywhere. Even if you don’t want to ask about him, he’ll still show up somewhere. On screen. But still. It’s like Jaemin never really left.

But you, he hasn’t heard from you since you broke up. He just wanted to catch up and get to know you again,

“If you don’t mind me asking, you can totally choose to ignore this question if you want. Are you with Eunbi’s father?” Jaemin asks, he hope he didn’t sound too desperate or like he’s trying to invade your privacy. He did notice you weren’t wearing any rings, safe to assume you’re not married or engaged but he could be wrong.

It seemed comical hearing those words from him. For years you’ve kept the identity of Eun-bi’s father to yourself and a few others who knew what happened. Nobody questioned it. You never entertained questions about it. It was a discussion you were only willing to open with your daughter one day when she asks about him.

But here Jaemin was, asking the ultimate question. The one question you’ve been dreading to answer if he were ever to ask you because you were too afraid if he hears the answer he’d runaway again.

“No”

He technically didn’t ask who the father was, he just asked if you were with him. One step at a time.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry in your business”

“It’s okay, I just don’t really ever talk about”

“Was he ever present in Eun-bi’s life?”

You wished he was, it would have been great if your daughter had a father figure in her life. Or if she got the chance to meet her real dad. But you messed up that chance for her.

“Not really, he never knew about her”

Jaemin felt sorry for the guy, after meeting Eun-bi he already can’t help but be enamored with the little girl. She was like a little ray of sunshine in everyone’s life, especially yours. That much Jaemin could see. He sympathizes with the man for wasting such a chance to be a part of your lives; Eun-bi and yours.

“Well he just wasted his chance, Eun-bi’s a great girl. You’re doing an amazing job being her mom” he tells you, words of encouragement you’ve heard many times but still can’t seem to believe. Of course you’re trying your best for your daughter but even then you still feel like it isn’t enough.

“Thank you, I’m trying to be the best for her. I’m just scared when the day comes and she asks about him, I wouldn’t know what to say”

“The truth. She’s your daughter. Even if it hurts atleast she would know, it’s worse than keeping it from her”

And when that day comes you will. You will tell her just how good a man her father is. How gentle and kind he is to everyone. How his smile is the same as hers and can brighten anyone’s day. How she got his eyes and why you can never say no to her just like you were with him.

“It isn’t the only truth I’ve been keeping, one day maybe I’ll get to tell that story”

It’s been days since then, Jaemin can’t seem to shake your words out of his mind. Like you wanted to say something to him but couldn’t. He can’t focus on reading his lines, he’s tried a few times but always seem to lose his focus and his thoughts drift back to you.

Getting himself another cup of coffee to help him feel more awake, he made his way to the kitchen. Waiting for the coffee maker to finish brewing, it’s like he had an epiphany in that exact moment.

It isn’t the only truth I’ve been keeping.

Good thing he wasn’t holding anything or else he might have dropped it.

His thoughts getting even more cluttered, if what he’s thinking is right then that would only mean one thing.

Eun-bi is his.

He’s Eun-bi’s father.

He is a father to a child, your child.

Not wasting one more second, he tracked down the one person who would know the answer.

“Is she mine? Am I Eun-bi’s father?”

Yangyang was in his studio, just like Jaemin expected. If anyone would know the answer, it would be your bestfriend. But it’s clear where Yangyang’s loyalty lies so he might not get the answer he needed from him.

“Why are you asking me that? Shouldn’t you ask Y/N?”

“Yangyang, please”

“It’s not my place to say, go talk to her if you want to know” Yangyang was taken by surprise why Jaemin would suddenly burst in his studio and ask about you and Eunbi.

You did mention that the two met but you didn’t say anything about this.

“All these years, was she hiding Eunbi from me?”

“Again, not my place to answer. But just so you know, everything she did, she did it for Eunbi. Y/N’s not the bad guy here, she’s just being the best mother for Eunbi”

And you are. You are the best mother. Jaemin didn’t need to hear it but he already knew why you did what you did. If his assumption turns out to be true, it means he has a daughter. The media would have a field day with that. People would not only be after you but also her.

You did it for her. You didn’t want her to grow up in the world that took him away from you.

Yangyang didn’t tell him anything else but he did give your address to him, after a few friendly threats of course. Yangyang would always pick your side. Jaemin is glad to know someone was there to keep an eye out for you.

The last person you expected to see at your front door was Na Jaemin, your eyes almost popping out if its sockets. Even when he’s sporting the same mask, cap and glasses combo you can already tell it’s him.

Quickly pulling him inside before looking across the hall to see if anyone saw him.

“What are you doing here? Are you crazy? Someone could’ve followed you!” you tell him, lightly hitting him on the arm. Your eyes widening upon realizing what you did, an action you used to do back when you were dating

“Sorry” you mumble

“No, I deserved that. I think” Jaemin says, looking at you wide eyed after you all but literally pulled him into your apartment. He thought it would be much harder than this.

“Why are you here, Jaemin?” you asked, straight to the point.

“Am I Eunbi’s father?”

You had to hold yourself against the wall or you would crash down on the floor. That was not what you were expecting.

“Where the hell did you even get that idea?” you whisper shouted, looking across the hall towards your daughter’s room. She was currently doing some school works in there, hoping that she can’t hear the two of you.

“Well a few things, she’s five right? The last time we saw each other was almost 6 years ago so I did the math. Also, let’s be honest we weren’t always that careful” you almost hit him then and there but you hear Eunbi calling out for you

“You couldn’t have picked a worse time to have this talk, it’s a school night” you sarcastically asked, hearing Eunbi call for you again “Yes bunny, I’m coming”

“Bunny?” Jaemin asks, already finding the nickname adorable. “She likes bunnies”

“You hate them though” he mumbles, rolling your eyes at him. Not really sure where this conversation is going.

“Guess she doesn’t take after me”

“Then who does she take after?” he asks, turning around again to face him to say your answer. He got you cornerned.

He was looking at you like he already knew what the answer was but he needed to hear it from you. Jaemin needed to hear you say Eunbi’s his.

“You, Jaemin. She takes after you. You’re her father. There now you know. I don’t have the time to explain right now when our five-year-old daughter is in the other room and can walk in on us having this talk when she doesn’t even know you’re her dad” staring straight back at him, this was not how you imagined telling Jaemin about your child. It also occurred to him that he’s not the only one who was left out of this secret.

“Mommy” Eunbi says, hearing her footsteps getting closer, “Shit, gosh okay you keep it sealed okay. I will tell you everything you want to know after bedtime. Please Jaem” he hasn’t heard you call him that in years, and boy did he miss it.

“Okay” Jaemin agrees, just in time for Eunbi to spot him “Jaemin oppa!” she says excitedly, he felt a little pang in his chest. Happy that she remembers him but sad that they only got to meet until recently.

He missed so much of her life. Her first words, her first steps, so many birthdays and milestones Jaemin wished he was a part of.

“Hi, Eunbi. I bought you late birthday present. I heard you like bunnies” Jaemin says, crouching down to meet the girl’s eyes and giving her the bunny plush toy he brought.

Now he knows why her eyes looked so familiar. He has seen those eyes every time he looked in the mirror. They looked just like his.

“Thank you! I love it, mommy’s a bit scared of them but I think they’re cute” he could listen to her little voice all day, how he wish he was there to hear her little baby cries, baby mumbles and first words.

“I like them too, maybe we can go see them some other day. Only if your mommy is okay with it” he says while looking over at you, “Mommy can I go? Please please please” it’s like two same pair of eyes were looking at you. It never occurred to you just how much they looked alike until now that they’re sitting next to each other.

She really is Jaemin’s daughter.

“Okay, but not on a school day okay”

“Okay” Eunbi says, already excited about this trip. You envy her innocence, she doesn’t even know about the tension in this room. Between you and her father. There were still a lot to talk about but for now your attention is on your daughter, Jaemin being the same.

It’s like he can’t keep his attention off of her. You can’t blame him though. This must be a lot for him to process.

After you finally put her down to sleep. You walk back to the kitchen to see Jaemin tidying up the dishes, “You don’t have to do that, you’re a guest here”

“It’s okay” he smiles at you, silence falling between the two of you.

“I don’t really know where to begin. I wasn’t expecting this now” you gestured over to him, “and I’m sorry for barging in like that” Jaemin replies

“You deserved to know. I just wanted to do the best for her” you tell him, “I know, I would too. I only discovered she’s really my daughter a few hours ago but I would anything for her”

Smiling back at him, you knew he would. You didn’t doubt that he would be a good dad. Jaemin is a good man, he’s kind, gentle and so full of love. It’s just the world he’s living in is too chaotic for you and your daughter. It isn’t the kind of environment you wanted to raise her in.

“Did you know about it when we broke up?” Jaemin asks you

“No, I was feeling shitty after the break up and felt sick for a while. I assumed it was because I was literally crying all the time and ran on 3 hours of sleep but turns that was actually pregnancy symptoms”

“I’m so sorry” he sincerely apologized, feeling guilty for not reaching out to you sooner. If only he had the courage to ask about you, then maybe he would have known what happened.

“For? You don’t have to apologize to me, Jaemin. You didn’t do anything wrong” you tell him, “No, I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you. I wish I could’ve been” he says

“By the time I confirmed it, your drama already launched. Everyone’s eyes were on you. I didn’t want to jeopardize your career”

“That’s bullshit, you know I would choose you and the baby. You know I will” you did. That’s why you chose to keep it a secret from him. You can’t let him give up his life just like that.

“I know, but I loved you too much to hold you back. So I decided to do it on my own, and one day when she asks about you I will tell her the truth” while the two of you have the talk, you also passed the photo albums of Eunbi from since she was born. You tried to capture as much as you can so you could look back to it one day, maybe even share with Jaemin. Now he’s here, sitting across from you looking fondly at each photograph of his daughter.

“Has she ever asked about her dad?”

“Sometimes, when there are school events all the kid’s parents are there she would ask” he could hear the hint of sadness in your voice.

“What would you say to her?” he is genuinely curious what you tell Eunbi about her father, about him. Does she hate him? Does she think her dad doesn’t want her?”

“That you’re busy with work. It sounds crazy but every Christmas and birthday I would get her a gift and say it’s from her dad. I wasn’t sure until when she was going to buy it but yeah, her favorite toy always ends up being whatever she thinks you sent her”

Jaemin wanted to be mad, not sure who he’s mad at, he wanted to cry, to weep for the years he missed in his own daughter’s life.

“I wish I was there for her” he whispers.

“You could be, I’m not gonna stop you from being a part of her life. All I’m going to ask is she’ll always be safe. I know not everyone will be accepting the fact that you have daughter, people will be very critical towards her and probably me. I just need to know you’ll choose her, I don’t want her to know you only for you to disappear in her life.”

This isn’t about what you want, this isn’t about you or him at all. This is about your daughter, her safety, the safety of her future. She comes first above everything else. She always has ever since you discovered her existence and now Jaemin feels that too.

He would do anything and everything to keep his daughter safe. His own little human. A human he made with you. He can’t help but feel in awe of you for creating her, bringing her into this world by yourself and raising her to be a good kid.

“How do I tell her I’m her dad? Would she even like me?” you can’t help but chuckle at how genuinely worried Jaemin looked

“One step at a time, and no she doesn’t hate you. She has the biggest heart, always ready to give all the love. Just like her dad” you smile at him, serving some comfort over the worried father.

“Can I… can I see her again tomorrow?” Jaemin asks, Eunbi is his as much as she is yours. But the little girl doesn’t know about him yet and he didn’t want to overstep boundaries.

But you just shoot him another smile, one he missed seeing.

“Of course. You can be a part of her life, Jaemin. She’s yours too. But please, if you do decide to tell her I hope you stay forever. I don’t want this to be temporary thing”

He wanted to tell you that he’s not going anywhere. Not this time around. He wanted to tell you he’s staying not only by Eunbi’s side but also yours. It was too soon to say and there’s still a lot of things the two of you need to talk about, for now he keep the words ‘I missed you’ to himself.

It felt like Jaemin was living a secret life, but if that is what it takes to be with his daughter and you then it will be worth it. Even after a very long tiring day, if he can’t come over at yours he would facetime with Eunbi to ask about her day. The little girl excitedly tells him about what she did at school, the pictures she drew, what she had for dinner.

You can see just how happy Eunbi is having a father figure in her life. Jaemin haven’t said anything about it nor brought that up again, you let him tell her in his own time.

Of course you can’t shake the fear in your mind. Fear that one day you might lose Jaemin again, not only you but Eunbi most importantly. She’s still too young to understand the world Jaemin is in, how complicated it would be if people knew. But you wanted your daughter to have a father. And Jaemin wanted to nothing more but be a dad to his daughter.

“So you’re telling me, he just casually hangs out with the two of you?” Yangyang asks

“You’re making it sound weird”

“Are you like back together again?” you almost spit your drink back out with his question. Up until now you haven’t given that a thought. You were too busy focusing on Eunbi to even think about it.

Curse Yangyang for putting in front and center in your mind now. “No, don’t make it weird”

“I’m not making it weird! So you’re saying your totally single baby daddy hasn’t made a move on you?”

“See now you just made it weird” you sneered at him, as far as you know Jaemin is indeed single but that doesn’t mean he’s interested.

“And don’t call him baby daddy, please.”

“You just did” he teased you, you almost threw your mug at him. Eunbi was still at preschool and you mostly work at home. On your free time, you sometimes go out with your two friends or just find something to do by yourself.

“Eunbi doesn’t even know yet. Jaemin’s not sure how to break the news to her”

“I think she’ll understand, she already loves him” you smile at that, you can see what he meant. Every time the father daughter duo hangs out its like they’ve known each other for so long, they are one and the same.

“And you, do you understand how you feel about all of this?” he asks you, “Honestly? No. I’m not sure what I’m even doing. I’m freaking out on the inside, like what would happen if people find out or what if Jaemin suddenly realizes he doesn't want to be in Eunbi life’s? I don’t want her to get her hopes up for nothing”

“This isn’t the past. You’re not in the same place as you were, if he wants to be in yours and Eunbi’s life I believe he’ll make a way”

After that conversation with Yangyang, the memories you had with Jaemin just resurfaced more and more in your mind. You can’t help but wonder how different it would have been if he was around, if he was there during your pregnancy, when Eunbi was born, when she took her first steps or on her first day of daycare.

“Mommy, mommy look I drew this picture. It’s me, you and Jaemin” you’re not sure why but suddenly you feel the tears coming, but you fight them back.

“Did you draw this?” you ask her, looking at the drawing “Yes, it’s when we went to see the dolphins. Can we go there again?”

“Sure, baby”

“Can Jaemin come with us?” you just smile in reply to her, feeling very emotional just hearing how much she adores him. If she only knew who he really is.

“Hey baby, what do you think about Jaemin?” you ask her, Eunbi is very eloquent for her age. It’s always fun to have a very serious conversation with your 5 year old and hearing her point of the view of the world.

“I like him, he’s nice. And he likes bunnies, like me. He doesn’t like ice cream though but it’s okay because he said he’d still buy me one. Is he your friend like uncle Yangyang and Uncle Renjun?” the ever-inquisitive kid, always wanting to know more

“He’s a friend”

“I wish my dad is like him” her words took you by surprise, looking over at your daughter in surprise

“Why’d you say that? You must really like him” “Yea because he’s nice, he read books to me and he makes you smile too mommy”

“Does he?”

“Mhm, I saw you” she smiles at you, she’s still too young to understand the situation between you and Jaemin but still she saw right through you. Reaching over to trap her in your arms, attacking her with tickles

“Do you want to invite him for dinner tomorrow?” you ask her once her giggles have calmed down

“Yes yes” she nods excitedly at you. Later that night, after you put Eunbi to bed you checked to see the time. You thought about texting Jaemin but something possessed you to press the call button.

After two rings, he picked up “Eunbi?”

“Uh it’s me, Y/N” Jaemin didn’t expect a late night call, much less hearing your voice on the other side of the line. He just finished a schedule and is on his way to his apartment ready to call it a day

“Hey, is everything okay?” he asks, a bit worried why you would call this late

“Yea, sorry. Is this a bad time?”

“No, I just thought something might have happened since it’s pretty late”

“I should’ve just texted, sorry I was just- “Y/N” Jaemin interrupts your rant, a smile making its way on his lips just imagining you

“Yea?”

“It’s okay, you can call me anytime”

That got you speechless you almost forgot why you called, clearing your throat before speaking again

“Eunbi and I wanted to know if you could come tomorrow night for dinner?”

Jaemin’s smile just got bigger, a dinner with you and Eunbi? He would never let that opportunity pass. He’s already excited about it. Good thing tomorrow is his day off.

“Sure, that sounds lovely. Should I bring anything?” he asks,

“Just yourself, I guess. She’s really excited when I asked her if we should invite you tomorrow”

Oh so you were the one you wanted him to come over? Well you and Eunbi. It took everything in him not to ask you about it.

“I’m excited too. So see you tomorrow?”

“Yea uh that’s all. Goodnight”

“Goodnight Y/N” he whispers. Even though he was miles away from you, he still manages to make you blush. Mentally cursing yourself, you put your phone on your nightstand before throwing yourself on the bed.

The next day Jaemin shows up infront of your door holding two bouquets of flowers in his hands, you immediately recognize one of them having your favorite flowers. You motioned for him to come in before saying hi.

“Hi” you greet him as he takes his mask and cap off, safety precaution.

“Hey, am I too early?” he asks, looking behind you to see the kitchen counter is still full of ingredients

“A bit, I’m just about to start cooking. You can play with Eunbi, she’s in her room. I should call her-“

“Wait, uhm this one’s for you” he said, passing one of the bouquets to you “I felt bad not bringing anything, so I got you flowers and donuts Eunbi might like”

“Thank you” you smile up at him, you didn’t know what else to say thankfully Eunbi made her way out to the common room quickly spotting Jaemin and running up to him

“Jaemin! You’re here” she says happily, hugging him by the leg before Jaemin picks her up to give her a proper hug

“I heard you wanted to invite me, I can’t say no. I also got you flowers” he says, giving her tummy a few playful tickles.

“They’re so pretty, thank you!” Watching the interaction between the two, you can’t help but feel angry with yourself. This could’ve been the life you live in, Eunbi could have had her dad but that wasn’t the case.

“Dinner mommy?” Eunbi asks, making you break away from your thoughts. Jaemin noticed your change in mood, choosing to ask you about it later.

“What was that, baby?”

“What’s for dinner?” she asks again, then asked for Jaemin to put her down “Your favorite pasta, plus Jaemin brought donuts”

The night went by smoothly, Eunbi was chattier than usual but Jaemin was more than happy to her all of her stories. When it was bedtime, Eunbi asked if Jaemin could read her bedtime story. Ofcourse Jaemin couldn’t say no to her, she all but has him in the palm of her hands. You watch by door, listening to his soft voice as he read the words from the book outloud.

When the story finished, Jaemin closes the book then looked over at the little girl resting her head on his arm. “Aren’t you sleepy? You should go to sleep, bunny”

“I have a question” she tells him, Jaemin looks at you briefly before he answered her

“What is it?”

“Mommy says my dad is away because he’s busy with work, but he never comes home. Can you be my dad instead?” the two of you were shocked to hear her words, entering the room to take a seat at the edge of her bed while Jaemin stayed frozen beside her

“Baby, are you sad he’s away all the time?” you ask her “No, I have you and my uncles and now I have Jaemin too. But the kids in my school all have dads, they said their dad works too but mine doesn’t want to come and pick me up after school like their dads. Does he hate me?”

Your heart broke when you heard her words, you can only imagine how Jaemin feels right now. And you’re all too blame for this mess.

“No, of course not. It’s just… I…

“Eunbi, you know how you should always tell the truth” Jaemin says, taking Eunbi’s attention from you to him “Yes, it’s bad to lie”

“That’s right. So I should tell you the truth and that is… I’m actually… I’m your dad”

You hold your breath, waiting for your daughters next word. You weren’t prepared to see the tears from her, it crushed your heart seeing her cry

“You’re my dad?”

“Yes, baby. I’m sorry. I’m so so sorry I wasn’t there” Jaemin tells her, his eyes staying on her but he made no move to come closer to her just in case. Letting Eunbi have her space

“Do you hate me?” she asks with her tiny voice, tears now flowing down her face. You’re pretty sure you’re crying too.

“God no, of course not. I love you so so much. You’re my life. And I’m so sorry I wasn’t there from the beginning but I promise you I’m not going anywhere. I might always be there to come and pick you up from school, but know whenever wherever you need me I’ll be there” he tells her sincerely. The little girl finally breaking the space between them, crashing straight into Jaemin’s embrace

“Please don’t go again, daddy. Don’t leave us” she cries into him, Jaemin’s tears were flowing down too but he had to be strong for her, for you.

“I’m not going anywhere, princess. Dad’s going to stay right here. I love you so much” he says, kissing her head repeatedly as if to make up for the lost time. The whole time you were silent, trying to calm your own emotions down.

Eventually Eunbi fell asleep in Jaemin’s arms. He smiles down at the little girl, his little girl. If it were up to him he’d stay here for the whole night but he wanted to check up on you too. Gently, he lays Eunbi down before tucking her in.

He made his way to the kitchen to see you standing there, dozed off. You didn’t even hear him walk towards you, it wasn’t until he was standing infront of you when you noticed his presence

“Hey, you okay?” he asks you, “I’m such a bad mom” you mumbled

“No, hey stop now. You’re not a bad mom” he tells you, already standing closer to you wiping the tears on your cheeks

“All this time she felt like she wasn’t loved, like she wasn’t wanted. God how did I not know that, how did I ever let her feel that way”

“That’s not your fault”

“It is! It was. It was my fault. She could’ve had you, she could’ve had her dad but I messed that up for her” you sobbed, repeating the words over and over again.

Jaemin took you in his arms, hoping to calm you down. Whispering words of comfort gently.

“You’re not the bad guy, you did what you had to for her sake. No one’s mad at you but yourself, I think you’re forgetting all the sacrifices you did were for her. She’s safe isn’t she?”

You didn’t answer but you were getting a bit calmer, “You raised her in a loving and safe environment, she got to enjoy a normal life. She’s kind, smart and funny. You did that all by yourself, you’re the best thing for her and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise”

“You’re a good mom, Y/N” he tells you, hugging you tighter against him. It’s been years since he last held you, but this felt so familiar. Like you never really left.

“I’m sorry” you mumble against his chest, “Don’t be, I understand why you did it. Don’t loom over the past. What’s important is now, what’s important is Eunbi” he tells you, “We can fix us, one day we will. I meant it when I said I’m not going anywhere, I’m staying to be with Eunbi and you. If you’ll have me”

You look up at him, wondering if you even deserve him

“You gave me up all those years ago so I could grow and chase my then dream. Now I have new one, I want to build a life with you and our daughter. You’re always the one sacrificing your own happiness for others, you deserve to be happy too and if you let me, I want to be the man to help you find that happiness again”

“Are you sure that’s what you want? This is what you want?” you ask him

Looking at him right now, being back in his arms you realized your story with Jaemin wasn’t done yet. You’re not ready to close this book, and for once in a long time it felt like you and him were on the same page again after your arcs have drifted apart only to end up together again. You were ready for the next chapter with him

“You’re what I want”

“Even when it gets hard?” Jaemin smiles at the question, remembering he asked you the same one years ago. This time it’s his turn to tell you he’s not going anywhere. He’s here to stay for good.

“Remember when I said I wanted to build a future with you? It might have started out differently but here we are. You and Eunbi are the most important to me and it’s the only future I want”

It was scary, threading this new chapter of your lives. You got so used to doing it by yourself but now you have him and it felt a little less scary. Eunbi finally met her dad, you’re still being very safe when it comes to her. Her safety and privacy comes first above anything else, you and Jaemin both agree to that. Jaemin cleared it with his management, yours and Eunbi’s identities are to remain private

Slowly, slowly but surely you continue building your family together. It was long coming, a lot of trails before you found each other again but you made it. This is the next chapter, turning the next page on yours and Jaemin’s story.

[merakiui]

idea: kazuha and scaramouche as idols and obsessing over their first fan. you were the only one who showed them support when they started for the first time. even buying some extra merch and asking them for an autograph- just so supportive. that's why they never gave up. now look at them. their famous now! billions of fans! ah but they won't ever look at them. after all you're the only one they love. one day, you were bored and decided to listen to some music but none of them gave you that tingle you feel when you're listening to something special? they don't have that spark, y'know? in other words you decided to take the risk and set the search settings to recent. ah but noth- wait whats that- oh! it's a new song and the cover looks cool, ah it's also recently uploaded, it wouldn't hurt to give it a try right? that's your villain origin story. you got hooked by kazuha and scaramouche's music and dance covers- but the only that stuck out was the lack of support they had. so you being sort of pitiful to them wanted to give them a little push- they had some merch? aight bye atleast three. streaming? joined in and converse with them. you also left some comments complimenting them too! you just hoped they wouldn't think of you as a stalker. kazuha and scaramouche didn't think of you as a stalker. in fact- it was a major shock for them to wake up and see a supportive comment on one video and a call from their manager that someone actually thought of buying their merchandise. needless to say they were a little giddy. scaramouche was a bit skeptical but eventually accepted it. kazuha was just all smiles too! you made them have a good day! they eventually got used to seeing your account giving them praise and would always wait for you to comment when they upload. ah. there was also that one time where you guys met at a convention. your friend wanted to visit their idol too and gave you a pamphlet to manage your way through the crowd! you read it and boom kazuha and scaramouche were attending too! should you greet them and buy some stuff? yeah why not. yeah you should've said not. when you arrived at their booth scaramouche gave you a glare when you stepped closer to them. oh and kazuha oh kazuha. he had a frown the whole time. maybe it was because their stall was in the dark icky corner of the convention and no one would notice them? yeah it was. so you managed and introduced yourself! "hel-" "fuck off." scaramouche didn't even skip a beat with that one. bastard. "-lo." "scara, that's rude." kazuha continued, "hello. how may i help you?" that fake ass smile. "yeah, im here to get my monthly merchandise sir." "oh the 4040 idol booth is over th-" he fucking paused. "--merchandise?" you broke him dude "wait. no what do you mean monthly-" "the user that always comments on our post!" scara's eyes are wide as fuck rn. "uh. i have a name." silence. the rest is history. no just kidding they were extremely happy when you came to there booth. you're unsure if scaramouche had a switch of persona from saying "fuck off" to "i read your comments and i appreciate the support" even kazuha did a 180 to fakeish smile to a genuine one. they even took you out on a fan date inside a cafe. that's where the yandere tenderised chicken progressed. you're an average person keeping things together with rent and all. oh and you have some friends and acquaintances too.. you also found out about scaramouche and kazuha's journey! scara and kazuha were enemies at first but then when they found out about their common interest, music. they began a horri- beautiful friendship. ngl it was a very overall chill experience... or so you thought. the whole time they were talking to you their gazes lingered on your drink to an uncomfortable amount of time.. let's say a certain idea popped up in their head a few times. 3? 8? 15? probably more. i mean who couldn't harbor these thoughts. especially how you're so carefree around them. (if you still don't get it they wanted to drug your drink broski.) ah! and the final trigger was the last

question they asked you. "why are you so supportive? i mean- were just some two random dudes making shitty music and covers." scara who was currently having a crisis asked. "oh? because i believe in you guys? i mean I can't let talent go to waste. plus you guys have some sick moves! oh and vocals too." both of them had to emotionally restrain themselves from kidnapping you right now. it's not the proper time. they didn't prepare shit for this. but luckily you guys exchanged numbers since fuck it you guys went out for coffee already. so it all went back to normal again. you supporting them and managing your life. them producing content and going through idol training... fantasizing about you, thinking of a way to kidnap you, stalking you from time to time- they already memorized your lock password lol. it was all going great until. they sky rocketed. apperantly a few users discovered their media and went nuts. so it all escalated. kazuha and scara were happy as fuck! they're finally famous. but.. why did you stop looking at them? what happened? they noticed it when they were scrolling through their recent video. you didn't reply. they checked some reservations for their merchandise. you didn't reserve one or bought any. they were heartbroken. you were the one that motivated them to continue this whole thing. all the sweat tears and time they sacrificed- they needed answers. so they slipped pass the guards and walked to your house. you already know what happens. (ahhh! hope you like this one mera! i was typing this during my zoom class when we were talking about music and tradition- have a nice day) -🦆 anon

wait wait fuck typo i did not mean chicken tenderised -🦆

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I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THIS, 🦆!! The idea of Kazuha and Scara starting out as idols and falling for their very first genuine supporter is just so good! Aaah!!! >_< They would be so happy to always see you showing them endless love and support and are devastated when you suddenly stop doing that. What exactly happened? Did you get tired of them? Did you find another idol to support? Are they not good enough? Just what’s going on?

It’s only natural that they’d want to get answers to those questions and the best way to do that is to ask you directly. Maybe it counts as invasive when they refuse to take the hint. Maybe it’s a crime to haul you back to their place. Maybe what they’re doing is detrimental to their career as idols. But maybe it’s meant to be. You’ll come to learn that and since you were their first fan it makes sense that they’d give you preferential treatment.

[tomdiddlyumptious]

i know youre just as obsessed with the save your tears song as me, please make a fic with peter of it🙏🏾😭

lololol sorry i got this a while ago, but yes. i have an unhealthy obsession with this song. 

P.P~ Save Your Tears

warnings: none?? language??

words- 1.8k

You and peter...you and peter were special. When there was peter, there was you. No matter where you went, no matter where he went, you both were with each other, until you werent. 

“Y/n, i love you but i need this college, it means so much to me, tony wants me to go-” “tony wants you to go? He matters more then me? Peter ive been with you since forever” you said, tears pooling from your eyes, standing up in his room while he sat on his bunkbed- his cheeks and nose red as he looked at you. “So this is what its about, making tony proud? What about me peter? What about me?!” you waited for his answer, but when he didnt say anything, you just gave him an empty, sad look, a shocked look,”so this is it, huh? You go to college and you leave me and may in shitty new york, and for what?” you chuckled, “to make your” you did quote on quote “dad proud?” he became angered, staring daggers at you. “He cares about you but i clearly care more, you wouldnt even be thinking about college if it wasnt for me. Youd be stuck as spiderman still trying to make him proud!” you laughed.

“Peter, did you hear what i said, “STILL PROUD”. He doesnt even give you fuckin validation. You know what. Fuck you, have fun in missouri, i hope you make him proud” you said, stomping out and slamming the door behind you, power walking out and accidently ignoring may with your own crowded thoughts while you walked out.

But that was 2 years ago. 

You went to a college in Atlanta, peter long forgot, you and ned decided to go together. So there was a huge party in Atlanta, Harry knew about it causing Peter to know about it too. 

“Yeah theres this huge party in atlanta and i wanted to go” he said, in the kitchen of the apartment, eating chips as he looked at peter, who had his textbook in his hands and his glasses on, he looked at harry “your going out of state...just for a stupid party?” he said, his eyebrows furrowed. “Yeah i go every year,” “and your telling me this….for?”

“I want you to come with me” harry smiled, walking over and hopping on the couch while peter set his text book on the coffee table “i dont think so” he said, “oh come on! The most baddest chicks are their peter! And you need to get over y/n-” “shut up, harry” peter looked at him with a clenched jaw, your name was his kryptonite, making him weak in his stomach and his knees woozy as if they were gonna fall out. “Look, your doing it again” harry called him out. “Ive dated her for over 7 years harry, what am i supposed to do, toss her in the trash?” “Yes actually” he shrugged, making peter grumble before taking off his glasses and setting them down. “i’ll think about it” “i’ll pack your bag” harry did a quick grin at him before standing up and tossing the chips at peters chest. 

So there they are, moving into another apartment for three days, only taking out a few pairs of clothes and leaving it on the bed. “Party is tomorrow, we need drinks and stuff” “if its a huge party what do we need to buy stuff for?” peter asked, harry said, “You're too innocent” before walking off. 

“Ned! I do not need a plus one!” “it wont be a plus one it’ll be a plus two!” “im not going in there as a throuple” you turned to him, he didnt want you to look lonely inside of the party, so why not just go on an open date with betty and him? Because it weird, or thats atleast what you thought. You picked out your dress, your body has changed since senior year, making your curves more evident, which you didnt mind, it was nice. The dress was quite tight in the right places, making you feel confident, you asked betty how it looked, she said if she was a lesbian shed try to dig, which was unusual for someone like her to say that, but youd take it. “Are you sure, y/n?” he asked, genuinely, you turned to him and sincerely nodded. “Yes, thank you” 

And so there it was, harry and peter went to buy the drinks, two bottles of each just for home, which harry made peter try, peter wasnt pleasant but harry said hed need it. 

So there the party was, harry helping peter pick something out, making sure it wasnt too “nerdy” which ended up in harry having to give peter something to wear, an oversized orange shirt and jeans, a black hat backwards and some of peters normal shoes, vans. “Im proud of my creation” harry said while they both looked in the mirror, peter sighed in disgust “i hate you” “love you too bud” 

You and ned got ready, helping him out with which colognes he should use, you made him help you out with the makeup, it was a simple black dress but there was no harm in trying to pop it out, “red” “red? Are you sure? Does it bring out my skin??” you said, he nodded “wear it! And hurry! We have to pick up betty!”

It was 9 o’clock, the party already started as you and your best friends pushed past people to get something to drink, but one drink turned into two, and then to three, and then continuing on. Ned ended up with red lipstick and lip marks all over his face and a tie around his eyes, everyone cheering him on when he was in a drinking competition with the famous gregory, of course ned won, making the boys chant his ned “ned ned ned ned!” and you were in the front row with betty, a red cup in your hand and everyone letting out a deep “wooooo!” and whistles when ned stuck his arms out in the air before taking the tie off, you laughed as the party stopped the challenges and it was dancing time, so betty pulled you to the dance floor, you let out an “ahhh!” as in you didnt wanna dance but she gave you a stern look “loosen up” she smiled, dancing around and her grin widened when you started to slowly loosen up, drinking the forbidden juice in your cup before you threw it wherever.

Peter and harry finally arrived, drinks in hand as he looked around, “there really is hot chicks” peter said making harry laugh hysterically before grabbing a cup for peter. “Just make sure you leave before i do” “yuck” harry passed the cup to peter, and he took a sip, his throat burning before he looked at harry “dont give up, the party has just started! I have to use the bathroom” harry walked off, peter looked around at the different sections, he could sit on the couch but there was people making out there, he could join some of the shot gunning but it was clear they were already thirty drinks in, which left him to the dance floor. 

Dancing in the crowded hall, stood you, as before, his stomach turned and his knees felt woozy as his mouth slightly opened, it was really you. Your hips moving loosely with a huge smile on your face, you looked so much more happier without him, he started to feel bad, his mind coming to memories before you caught him looking at you, making your movements falter. Your mouth open with shock, a single tear coming down your face before he called out your name, you ignored him walking the other way. “Dammit!” he said, placing down the cup he didnt need before pushing past people, he could see the back of your head, he groaned when a girl pushed him “watch where your going dumbass!” she said, peter ignored her and came upstairs still following you, now into an empty hallway “Y/N!- Y/N- i know you can hear me theres literally nobody else in this fucking hallway!” he said, his walking stopped as yours did to, you looked back at him, turning to him. “Please” you made eye contact with him, your face empty as no words came out of your mouth, you walked to him, a hopeful smile on his face, until you walked passed him, your shoulder thumping against his that made him fall, he looked back at you and furrowed his eyebrows, his heart shattered in pieces as he swore he heard it break like glass, it was already cracked. 

You could have asked him why he broke your heart

You could've told him that you fell apart

But you walked past him like he wasn't there

And just pretended like you didn't care.

He ran away from you and now it was your turn, you told yourself not to cry, to save your tears for another day, or for another, he wasnt worth it, at least thats what you told yourself. He watched as you disappeared, sadness engulfing him as he sat against the wall. “Fuck” he ran his hands through his hair before he looked your direction again, tears threatning to roll down his cheeks as he couldnt believe that happened, but it was his fault, and once he noticed that, he broke down in tears.

he made you think that he would always stay

He said some things that he should've never said

 He broke your heart like someone did to his, 

And now you won't love him for a second time.

He didnt know it would make you cry when he ran away, he didnt even know why he ran away. He wanted to chase after you, for you to take him back because this time he really wanted to stay, two years, much too late. He didnt deserve you, you deserved better, not someone who left you for someone he didnt even talk to anymore, tony. 

“Save your tears, y/n” you told yourself, but you couldn't take it, you ran to your car and opened the door, getting in the driver's seat you cried, slamming the door shut as your back hunched and you hit the hunk, kicking and hitting the steering wheel until you couldn't anymore, tears ruining your makeup as you looked at yourself through the rear view, your hair a mess, your eyeliner ruined, you, ruined. you couldn't save your tears, you couldn't save them for another day, or another. Peter, the love of your life, ran away, and you cant love him again, because, he broke you.

[slytherinnbitch]

#6 with wolfstar plsss...

Prompt #6- Fake relationship

Pairing- Wolfstar

Background- It's been a year into the relationship and three-four months into the marriage. Tbh idk how I'm even going to write this. So if it doesn't make any sense to you, tell me and forgive me ://

Thank you for asking <3

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"Thanks, love." Sirius says as he presses a soft kiss on his lips. Remus smiles at him and kisses him back.

The smile Sirius gives him is so real that he has a difficult time convincing himself that this is all fake because it can't be real. It just can't be.

"Oi you two! Stop with the PDA, can't take it anymore." James says as he fake retches. Lily laughs and swats his hand. "Love, you're just as bad as them."

Remus wants to tell him that it's the only time they kiss and that's all they ever get upto, SO JUST LET HIM HAVE THIS.

But of course he can't actually say that so he just shrugs. They are at a double date, again. They have a function of sorts to attend afterwards and James had suggested a few shots at the pub before going there because the function was about some bollocking about some shit which neither of them actually cared about, but as Aurors James and Sirius had to attend and they had to drag their respective spouses as well.

"Don't you think we should go now?" Lily asks because siriusly it's quite late now and they should at least show their faces before all the people go home. So they all leave the pub reluctantly and floo to the Ministry Ballroom.

The Ballroom is still crowded so that's a relief-- atleast for their careers. They mingle all around, Sirius whispering comments into his ears time and again. About someone's fashion sense to their sense of humour and what not. Remus takes it all, whatever he'll get from Sirius, he will take because there's not much.

It's just been a year since they had started 'dating' and it had been the best and worst year of his life. He had taken to pretending to act at home and being real outside where he was allowed to show all his affection for Sirius.

It had started as a deal, something or the other that Remus doesn't even remember now. Then they got married because why the hell not. The proposal had been very public, not something Remus would have wanted if this had been real. But how does that matter now.

"So Mr. Black I heard you are doing a mastery for defense against the dark arts. How is that going?" Unspeakable Gonamza asks him conversationally.

"It's going alright I would say. I've this one to help me with all the stuff." He replies and leans his head towards Sirius who is talking to another Unspeakable.

"What are your plans after?"

"Teaching although I don't really have a particular place in mind." He says not knowing one bit where this conversation is actually leading to.

"Would you like to teach at Dumstrangs?"

"What?"

"I'm offering you a position there, Mr. Black. I know this is out of blue but our last teacher will be retiring the year you complete your studies so it would be perfect. This is just a informal offer, if you say yes then you would receive an owl from us within the next week."

"I would like to have some time to think it through, plus consult my husband about it."

"Of course. Owl me with whatever is your answer, within this week if you could. Now I must be on my way." She thrusts a card in his hand with the address where he should owl and is off before he can say anything else.

Yes, this was one of the reasons why he had agreed to fake date Sirius and eventually married him. He still has no idea what Sirius got out of the deal.

"Leave that to me, Moons" he had said when Remus had asked him at the beginning and they had not talked about it after then.

The Black name overshadowed his furry problem and he was given the opportunities he won't be normally getting. He knew he was going to accept the offer but still he had been telling the truth when he said that he would discuss it with Sirius first.

They stayed another hour before the four of them decided that they couldn't tolerate the grease bags any longer and flooed to their respective homes, with a promise to meet up for Sunday morning coffee.

The offer had gone to the back of his mind shortly after Ganamza had left but as he was sliding out of his trousers he suddenly remembered about it and rushed towards Sirius' room, not caring his state of undress. It's not like Sirius hadn't seen him with only his pants before.

"Padfoot I forgot to tell you-" he stopped midsentence when he took in the room and was faced with Sirius' arse, his very naked arse in his direct line of sight.

Sirius squeaked in surprise before sliding into a pair of pants and facing Remus.

"I know you love looking at me, Re but give the man a warning the next time." Remus completely ignored that in favour of sharing his own news.

"Unspeakable Gonamza offered me a job at Dumstrangs." He said, the words rushing out of his month. There was a sense of finality in sharing the words with someone and the reality crashed upon him.

He had been offered a job at Dumstrangs, one of the best Wizarding Schools in the world.

"Merlin Re! That is fucking great news. Congratulations!" And he moved forward and devoured him in a toe curling kiss. He gave it his everything because this kiss was different. This was in a way their first kiss, the first one which wasn't done to show the public that they were actually together. No, this was just for him, Sirius telling him how happy he was in Remus's success.

"Fuck Re" Sirius breathes against his lips, then coming back to his senses he backs away. "Shit Re, I'm sorry I didn't-"

Before he can finish the sentence, Remus takes hold of his lips with his own again. He has no idea where all this bravery is coming from but he just knows that he needs to say this- show his love to Sirius or he never will.

When they break apart again, this time because of lack of oxygen, Sirius asks tentatively, "Does this mean..."

He leaves the sentence for Remus to finish which he gladly does. "Does this mean that I'm in love with you and have been in love with you for the past three years then yes. If you don't feel the same please tell me now and we can pretend this never happened again."

Sirius beams at him and whispers, "If that's so then never am I ever pretending anything else with you from now on." he softly kisses him again and asks "if that's all with you."

Remus nods and then they forget the world, focusing on each other because they both had been deprived for the past year if not more. They can discuss it in the morning properly but now, now they are going to celebrate. Celebrate each other and their love because it's been long overdue.

[hargreevestan]

Get Home Safe (AU Diego Hargreeves x female!reader)

Authors Note: Okay, so I was listening to Ribs by Lorde on repeat which made me feel a wave of nostalgia  so I kind of projected my younger self into a fan fiction?? ANyWayS, rich-kid quarterback Diego and goody-two-shoes reader are seniors in high school. They run into one another at a party

Trigger Warnings: Alcohol, angst, feelings of sadness and being alone

“Oh God, please make the world stop spinning,” (Y/N) thought to herself. She struggled to keep her balance as she stumbled her way through the backyard, leaning against the wooden fence for support. After much effort, she made it past the crowd of teens cheering around the beer pong table to the side of the garage. With her weight collapsing into the building, the stucco wall scraping against her shoulder as she dragged herself forward. That’s when she came across an obstacle.

Diego was in her way, leaning against the wall as he entertained the small clique of girls surrounding him. Looking past their shoulders, he (Y/N), terribly drunk and stumbling over herself. He promptly excused himself and approached her. The group of girls turned around, and giggled at the sight of intoxicated (Y/N), before dispersing back into the party.

“Hey, (Y/N). Doing okay there?” Diego asked, stopping her in her tracks.

“Never better,” (Y/N) answered, words slurring.

“Where are you headed?”

“Home.”

“Okay, so how are you planning on getting there?”

“By walking.”

“Do you really think you’re in any shape to be doing that by yourself right now?”

“Of course.”

“Yeah? Can you walk straight for me then?” Diego smirked.

(Y/N) nodded and attempted to stand up without any support, toppling forward immediately. Diego caught her, his free hand firmly holding her shoulder.

“I think I should probably drive you home, (Y/N)” he said, a look on his face that was half worried and half amused.

“No, no, it’s okay. I don’t want to be a bother to you.”

“Don’t worry about it, I need an excuse to leave anyways.”

“Haven’t you been drinking, though?” (Y/N) questioned, sloppily gesturing to the red solo cup in his hand.

“It’s just water, don’t worry. Actually, here, have some,” he replied. (Y/N) took it and downed the entirety of its contents, before crushing the plastic cup and throwing it over her shoulder.

“(Y/N) is drunk-drunk,” Diego thought to himself. He leaned in and wove one hand under her arm and around her back, placing his hand on the sleeve of her white t-shirt. He grabbed her hand and wrapped it behind his head so they had their arms around one another’s shoulders.

“Let’s get going.”

The pair walked up the driveway.

“I’m parked a couple houses down,” Diego said, leading (Y/N) down the sidewalk.

“Amazing, I wish I drove.”

“(Y/N), you do drive.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot,” (Y/N) giggled.

Diego rolled his eyes. He took his keys from his pocket and pressed the unlock button. The headlights of a black Jeep flashed, followed by a beeping noise and the click of locks.

“Promise not to puke in my car?” Diego prompted, opening the door for (Y/N) and helping her in, making sure she buckled her seatbelt.

“I promise!” (Y/N) assured him.

Diego walked to the drivers side and got in. Music began playing as he turned on the car. He turned to face (Y/N).

“So, where do you live?” he asked.

“Uhhh, you go left then up then le- no, right, and then, uh..”

“Actually, just tell me your address,” he said, typing it into his phone as (Y/N) recited the number and street name.

“Beginning route, proceed straight,” a robotic voice coming from the speakers of his car instructed. He began driving.

“So, how much did you have to drink?”

“Only a little”

“How much is a little?”

“Like, half of one drink.”

“I doubt that.”

“I did! I only had one cup, and it was half lemonade half vodka!”

“Holy shit, (Y/N). That’s not half a drink! Do you even know how much one drink is?”

“Not really.”

“You probably had, like, six shots! Did you space it out, atleast?”

“No, it tasted bad so I just downed the whole thing, That way I would only have to taste it once.”

They hit a stop sign, and Diego looked over at the girl in disbelief.

“Don’t do that, (Y/N),” he said sternly, “please.”

The two drove in silence for a while. How Are You True by Cage The Elephant began to play over the speakers.

All your days spend counting numbers

'Til one day you'll find (day you'll find)

That life has passed you by

(Y/N) sang along softly. Suddenly a wave of sadness hit her. The reality of the situation became so clear to her. She was invited to her first high school party, a month before graduation, just because she was useful. She was always helping people in their classes, trying so hard to be nice, to be liked, to be noticed. Once she got there, she felt out of place. She didn’t know how to talk to anyone, so she downed a drink, trying to keep herself preoccupied- trying to distract herself from how lonely she felt, despite being surrounded by people.

Diego heard a quiver in her voice and looked over at (Y/N), noticing the tears streaming down her face.

“(Y/N)? Hey, hey, what’s wrong?”

(Y/N) kept looking forward, shaking her head.

“Nothing,” she said, coming out like a whisper.

Diego pulled over and parked the car.

“(Y/N), you’re crying..”

“No, I’m sorry, you were just trying to be nice to me and now I’m being a mess in your car and, I don’t know, I’m sorry.”

Diego sighed. “Listen, my brother… Well, he has this problem with alcohol. I know sometimes, when he’s had a little too much, he can get really sad. I get it. I mean, I get why he is the way he is, but… I don’t know, do you want to talk about it?”

“Diego, what do you think of me?”

“Well, I don’t really know you that well. But I do know you were my lab partner two years ago, you know, in biology. Pretty sure Ms. Smith paired me with you because I was almost failing and you’re, well, you’re you. And you helped me pass, but you never made me feel stupid for not knowing the answers to things.”

“I think that’s how everyone sees me.”

“What do you mean?”

“I think people only want me around because I can help them with things. I don’t think anyone actually likes me.”

“I think you’ve just had too much to drink.”

After a moment of deliberation, Diego spoke again, “In the locker room, well, we talk about girls and stuff. You came up once, when I had to get my grades up in order to be eligible to play. If I failed biology, I would have got kicked off the team, so Coach made me skip practice and go to tutoring. Anyways, half the football team thinks you’re cute. They say you’re quiet, but you’re always nice when they talk to you. And the other half doesn’t know who you are.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.. You always keep to yourself. But no one thinks anything bad about you, they just don’t know you.”

“I’m sorry, you already went out of your way to drive me home and now I’m just complaining about my life to you-”

Diego cut her off, “Hey,” taking one hand and tucking a lock of (Y/N)’s face behind her ear, “No one is forcing me to do this. I’m here because I wanted to see you get home okay.”

“Thank you,” (Y/N) smiled at him gratefully.

He smiled back and stroked his thumb across her cheek before returning his grip to the wheel.

“So here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna take us to McDonalds and buy us some ice cream and fries, which is actually a beautiful combo, so you have something other than alcohol in your system, and then I’ll take you home. Sound okay?”

“Sounds perfect.”

[knight-queen]

Lunatic Parade Reiji Sakamaki– (Chapter 02)

For @diafan4eversakakmaki​​ and others who requested. ♡  

Main CG used in this route -

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Place: Rubean Canal / ルビーン 運河

Reiji: Fu~ I have heard that the cafe along the coasts of canals are popular but...it seemed like those rumors are true.

Yui: Fufu~ Even though it is an open beach but it was really delicious.

Reiji: Yeah, The seasoning of the soup was also perfect. Anyway, talking about today’s plan....at first, let’s search the butler of that castle.

This morning, I realized that the familiars disappeared who used to fly around the castle.

Yui: Huh? Well then where...

Reiji: Similarly, familiars were also flying around the street but, apparently they are also visiting all the shops everyday.

Let’s go around the conspicuous shops and find out the Butler that we are searching for.

The Butler just is pretending and hiding his real identity and he is just having fake conversations with other people there.

Yui: I see.

(As expected of him. I would have put him in trouble if he wouldn’t tell me the whole situation.)

Reiji: Okay then, after finishing our meal, let’s go as soon as possible.

Yui: Yes!

Place: グリンマーストリート  表通り / Glimmer street  Main Street

Yui: (Umm, there is a lot of crowd as usual. I do not think that I will be able to find him.)

Reiji: ......He is here. 

Yui: What?

Reiji: Sh! ...That person just turned around. I will follow him.

Yui: (It is te-terrible...)

Place: タルト • グリンマーストリート店 / Tart • Glimmer Street Shop

Reiji: Hm. I see. Looks like he is arranging tea-cakes.

Yui: Yes, he is.

(Oh. He takes a small bat-shaped bag from the luggage and then, he flies away.)

Reiji: Looks like...he will be continuing shopping for a while because he hasn’t taken the luggage with him.

Yui: That’s true….

Reiji: Let’s talk with him, since it looks like he has a lot of time.

Yui: I got it.

Place: グリンマーストリート 表通りワゴン前 / Glimmer Street  Front of Wagon Street

Reiji: Hm? That Butler is staring at the stalls with such greedy eyes.

Yui: Perhaps, he has stopped by here because he is in the middle of some business …..?

Reiji: Hah! You...which of these you want to eat?

Yui: *Face red* I-I...I am...nothing..

Reiji: You are so bad at telling lies. You just have swallowed for your appetite, do you think that I haven't noticed?

Yui: I am so-sorry. Actually the pretzels were smelling so good…

Reiji: What a pain. It can’t be helped. Which flavour do you like?

Yui: Really? Is it okay?

Reiji: Well, it will be a trouble if I do not agree because the insects in your stomach are being so loud.

Yui: Uuh...I am so sorry.

(It’s embarrassing but I am so glad because it’s Reiji San after all.)

Place: アクセサリーショップ / Accessory shop

Reiji: One thing after another….he is such a busy person. It’s hard to follow him like this.

Yui: That’s true...Huh?

Reiji San, Butler San get out from here without looking at any stuff.

Reiji: …..It’s bad. He was able to notice us.

Yui: Really?

Reiji: I have to chase after him as soon as possible. If he gets out of our sight now, we will have to suffer even more than before.

Yes: Ye-yes!

Place: ドレスショップ / Dress Shop

Yui:  (We were going after him...but looks like he is not anywhere.)

Reiji: Ugh!...Damn it....!

Yui: Certainly, I have seen him entering this shop.

Reiji: There is a possibility….You...come here. Don’t leave my side.

Yui: Of course I won't!

Reiji: Fu~These words of you are very reassuring. I am on my way then!

Yui: (Huh? There….!)

Place: 試着窖 / Dress Trial Room

Reiji: Show yourself! It’s useless even though you hide because you cannot get away from my eyes.

*Screen shocked/shaked*

Butler: Ugh…! ….aah! You have finally found me huh?

Yui: (No way! He was hiding inside the trial room, and I haven’t noticed.)

Butler: I was doing this because you were following me so diligently. I was so worried that what do you really want from me?

*Reiji is speaking very very formally. Usually, this class of Japanese is used by the president, in the airport or News reporter.*

Reiji: The truth is that, we wanted a favour from you. We want to meet with Earl Walter.

Butler: I guessed that you would ask me this. However, I can’t do that.

Yui: Umn...We want to meet with him but there is a good reason behind this. Can you please listen to us?

Butler: No. Even though there are good reasons behind this, it has nothing to do with my manager. Please accept this fact.

Reiji: Aah! I am so annoyed! I never thought that the assistant of Earl Walter would be such a mad person.

Butler: Say whatever you want. However, my manager’s orders are absolute and it has to be followed.

Reiji: Orders? Actually what kind of orders are they?

Butler: I cannot let anyone enter inside the castle. It is the command.

Reiji: I got it. However, there is some news that I really want Earl Walter to hear.

The treasure I have…..I want that person to appraise it’s value.

Butler: Appraise?

Reiji: Yeah. I got it from a certain source. You can’t really understand the value of that thing.

Butler: My manager's an expert judge in rating but he finds a little difficulty in volunteering I think.

Reiji: Of course, I am also thinking about the presentation. I hope you will give us a satisfactory value instead of that.

[鑑定 — means appraisal or rating. It’s very difficult to translate for me, but I tried my best to put it as much as I could. Here, by appraisal / rating, Reiji and Butler meant that how will they actually exchange the value or pay the value in exchange of the treasures of each other.]

Butler: I see... …

Yui: (Wonderful... It was like I didn't have the ears to understand this conversation, but I'm gradually engaging myself into the story.)

Butler: I am sorry but I can’t invite you into the castle. In somewhere else….

Reiji: No. I refuse because it will be a trouble for me. My treasure is not something that you can easily publish outside.

Someone has already seen that….

Butler: Someone has seen that…...?

Reiji: …...I cannot tell you more than that.

So, what would you like to do?

Butler: Let’s not raise questions about it. Then, excuse me.

Yui: (Aaa!..Um...I have something that I must have to say.)

Selection—

時計の秘密を匂わせる。/ Give a hint about the secret of the watch.

お城について聞く。/ Ask about the castle. (+ Correct)

Yui: (How can I get attention….?)

Yui: Umn..On the other day, we saw the castle from the Ferris Wheel. It was so beautiful.

Butler: Thank you so much for saying that.

Yui: That garden of the castle was also pretty. Butler San, do you take care of that garden?

Butler: Yeah! I am very strict to my familiars and give them command and familiarize them, so it’s true.

Yui: Oh, that’s how it is……!

Reiji: As I thought, you are a wonderful owner of the garden. As expected, this is why Earl has left everything up to you.

Yui: (Ah! I was able to join the conversation. I hope I can support Reiji San.)

Reiji: She is also saying this. Of course, we also want to see that garden directly.

Butler: I see. So you want to see that garden. But I can’t decide on my own.

Yui: (Nope. He is a very tough person. But I think the expression of his face is a little softer than before.)

Reiji: If it is so, then, I have a suggestion.

Butler: What is it?

Reiji: It’s fine even if we don’t enter inside the castle. Atleast, let us enter the gate, so that the people will not notice my treasure.

Butler: But….

Reiji: If we miss this opportunity, you too, me too and also Earl will have to be sorry for that.

It’s because I will never come up or offer such a thing in the future after all.

Yui: Me too! I am also requesting you.

The treasure of Reiji San is really amazing!

Butler: I understand. Okay, I agree.

I will take two of you front of the castle gate. And, from there everything depends on the Earl.

If Earl is interested to talk with you, then I will leave you alone there with Earl.

Yui: Thank you so much!

Reiji: Fufu~ Then, let’s go.

Yui: (I am so glad…! Looks like we are one step closer to success.)

Place:ベルンシュタイン城  城門前 / Bernstaein Casle  front of castle gate

Yui: (Wow...if I look at the castle closely, it's a very luxurious and gorgeous castle.)

Butler: For now, is it okay if you wait in the front gate?

Reiji: Yes of course. But….

Yui: (Ah! It’s raining…? No it’s not. This is…)

Reiji: The lights are flying taking water inside of it, as a result, the water is swelling while light is flying….it’s very beautiful scenery.

Yui: ( The amount of water discharge is unbelievable. Is it a part of the parade show?)

Butler: Looks like we are in trouble. At this rate, we are going to get wet.

Reiji: Looks like we have to pass the time like this for a while. Look, it’s written in the sign board.

Yui: (Could it be that Reiji San has also researched it…..!)

Butler: You are right. I usually stay inside the castle, so I forgot about it.

We got no other choice. Please come inside.

Reiji: I am apologizing. It will be a great help.

Yui: Tha-Thank you so much…!

(Oh, yes!...We can gradually enter inside the Castle!)

Place:ベルンシュタイン城   玉座の間 / Bernstein Castle The Throne

Yui: (Huh? Nobody is here. I wonder where Earl is.)

Reiji: As expected. Looks like our opponent doesn’t want to show up.

Yui: What?

Reiji: You didn’t realize anything? This strange atmosphere…..

*Earl’s common appearing Music Starts*

???: *Fake coughing* Uhm, Uhm…I am Walter. What the heck do you want, huh?

Reiji: At first I will want to see you. I can’t see your appearance from here.

Earl Walter: Good grief...it’s because you enter  the caste of other people without any contract. It can’t be helped.

Reiji: Come to think of it. You can pretty much guess what we want right?

Yui: As I thought, this voice….I think this voice is somehow similar to the voice that I have heard in my dream…)

Reiji: Let me say it clearly. I want you to give her heart back.

Earl Walter: Fufu~ What kind of conversation if this.

Reiji: I see your point. Before that, shall we look at this thing here?

Yui: (The watch…)

Earl Walter: What the heck is that?

Reiji: I have received it for a certain reason. It’s a valuable item… ...the pocket watch of the time-end.  (/ dimension) [終焉の懐時計] (1)

It’s said that only those who see it know the end of the time and they despair and go crazy...it’s a bad taste.

Earl Walter: It sounds very interesting only if your words are true.

Reiji: So, I am going to hand it over to you. ….Be careful at the moment you’ll open it.

Seems like Earl is not intending to show your appearance. Therefore, we will leave this watch here and go back.

Buttler: Understood. I’ll keep it in a specific place.

Reiji: Then, I’ll excuse myself. You, we are leaving.

Yui: Y-yes. But is it okay to leave the watch here?

Reiji: Don’t worry about it. It’s our chance to get to the treasure house to search your heart…

Yui: (I feel anxious but...let’s hurry as he said…)

Place: ベルンシュタイン城  バルコニー / Bernstein Castle Balcony

Yui: (I ran following him but...Where’s the treasure house?)

(Entering to the Castle is not that easy like he said.)

Reiji: Perhaps it’s the other side of that door.

Yui: Is that so?

Reiji: According to my research information, yes.

Yui: (I knew he’s wonderful…)

But it's a treasure house after all...It depends how strict they are.

Reiji: Wrong, It seems to be a password, and it’s already being obtained.

Yui: Eh? Before anyone even noticed…?

Reiji: Fufu~ The road of snakes are only snakes, right? Leave it to me.

Yui: (Uuh...Reiji San is having so much for these facts but...I am rather worried…)

It’s unexpected that they had set a password for security.

Reiji: Yeah...it’s awkward not knowing what kind of trick it is.

There’s also a possibility that the guard will come to know we are invaders in this castle.

Yui: That’s…

Reiji: Oh my Oh my, don’t make such a pathetic face.

Since, you can trust me.

Yui: Yes...that’s right.

Reiji: Let’s enter…?

Yui: (Hm? Somehow his face looks a little depressed…)

Um...what’s the password?

**HAHAHA HE is blushing**

Reiji: I will. I will tell you but...let me take mental preparation.

Yui: I don’t mind it though…

Reiji: Good grief, what a bad sensation…

Yui: That’s...if you would like that I will say it instead of you?

Reiji: No, I won’t give you permission to —

Yui: (Wh—What kind of password is that actually?)

Reiji: It’s time we will go ——

Earl Walter: Oh my, are you already done saying it. This password is something lewd to get heard by your cute lover after, right?

Hahahah! However you managed to know that password pretty well. As expected from....Reiji Sakamaki. (Sakamaki Reiji)

Yui: Eh, do you know his name?

Earl Walter: Hahahah. Not only the name, I know everything about your future planning.

Unfortunate...Her heart is not here.

Reiji: Tch...You can see through everything, huh.

Yui: Then...where is my —!?

Earl Walter: Well, don’t get panicked and calm down. You came here to talk to me, right?

Reiji: Wh—!...You are right. Seems like you can give us time, so I am requesting it.

I will offer you that pocket watch. Therefore, ...I want you to give her heart back anyways.

Earl Walter: The truth is that this ‘pocket watch of demise’ is interesting...Once I lose it, I’ll never get a chance to get it back again.

But...Sakamaki Reiji. It suits you that you are the owner of this pocket watch...so, I am confused.

Reiji: What do you mean?

Earl Walter: I am not collecting treasures just because I want it. 

If it comes out that the owner is not suitable for this watch, then I will receive it.

This watch was passed to you by your important person. Even though I am hesitating, I have gained enough qualities to achieve it.

For all of these, I can’t accept this from you. That was bad luck….Here, I will give it back.

Reiji: —Ugh...Understood.

Yui: (Then, does it mean that I am not appropriate to possess by heart?)

(Certainly I had to face many situations over time, but...I always think that I can overcome anything if Reiji San is with me…)

(I am proud of that…)

Reiji: It’s an honor to be complimented but…

But she is the perfect one to have that heart inside of her. ...Even a little, I think that.

Yui: Reiji San —!

Earl Walter: However, I can’t get convinced with just your words.

Reiji: Then Earl. If I convince you she’s the appropriate one, then will you give her heart back?

Earl Walter: You get the point.

Yui: But, saying it has to be ‘appropriate’...What should we basically do then? Won’t you give us any clue?

Earl Walter: Huh, I can’t give any clue. You have to behave that way so that it seems wonderful from many perspectives.

Yui: (Uuh...I haven’t understood like I should have supposed to understand.)

Reiji: I can’t agree with your deal at all. I told you, didn’t I? To me, she is the appropriate owner of the heart.

But Earl. You just tell something wrong. At this rate, we are just like opposites as parallel lines.

Earl Walter: Certainly you are right. … ...Well then, it’s a task that I assign to you.

Yui: If we clear that task, then will I get my heart?

Earl Walter:   Yes, I promise. First, you have to help a person who is in trouble. Second, correct a person’s mistakes out there.  

Earl Walter:  Third is to win over an animal.

Yui: Is that all…?

Reiji: I don’t know why you want these, but...I agree. We will do it.

But, it will be good if we clear the second task, right?

Yui: Eh?

Reiji: Her willingness to help that vampire child who was troubled in the ferris wheel. ….You know it pretty well, am I wrong, Earl?

Earl Walter: Hmph…

Yui: But it was the incident before he promised, right? So, we can’t count that….

Reiji: No, it’s counted. At that time, Earl was watching our actions.

Yui: Ehh?

(Oh, it was mentioned that Earl was observing us. Was that his familiars or something?)

Earl Walter: Hahah. I see...You are so sharp. Yes, that’s correct.

Reiji: Not too fast. If the child who fell, then the surrounding people would be gathered. 

It means that it goes far beyond the fact that it has prevented others from getting in trouble.

As a result, I flew and helped him out, but if she wouldn’t notice and took any action, I would have overlooked that child for sure.

Earl Walter: I got it, I got it. You have cleared the 1st task.

Yui: Ah...Thank you so much!

Reiji: Honestly,  even though your heart was snatched, you often say such a ‘thank you’.

Yui: Uh..that’s right…

Earl Walter: Hahah, then, I am looking forward to it.

Reiji: We’ll try to finish and return back to you quickly. 

Place: ディアマンテの泉 / Diamante Fountain

Yui: (We could think about Bernstein castle later, but…)

*Reiji comes by running*

Reiji: …….*Sighs*

Yui: (Since then, we are targeting task 2, and searching everywhere, but...looks like we have bad eye-sight.)

By the way, how did you notice that we have been observed by Earl in the ferris wheel?

Reiji: I had to bluff.

Yui: Eeh!?

Reiji: Doing naughty like following us or something, it’s only Earl’s job, right?

Yui: (That’s how it was but...it was good that he did manage to win.) *Blushing*

Reiji: We should speed up and clear up the tasks , then we’ll be able to enjoy our parade freely. 

Yui: Y-yes —!

Reiji: Oh my, oh my. Knowing that we will have after hereafter, you are making such a childish face…. I am shocked though.

Yui: (But I’ll be with Reiji san all the time so,it’s obvious... Hm?)

Ah...the surroundings are so crowded but there’s only one place which is quiet…

Reiji: Maybe, it’s now our chance to catch the people who are doing bad things.

Yui: (Uh...There’s a possibility but I have a bad feeling about it.)

Reiji: Let us go. Fufu~ I wonder what kind of evil we’re going to meet.

Place: ザータンの口 / Zatan’s mouth

Yui: (It gets creepier if you get closer. It has a kinda human face…)

Reiji: “If you put your hand inside the mouth, it will answer your questions or doubts or tell you the truth”...I see.

Yui: It sounds quite interesting!

Reiji: Haa...only a carefree head can think that this is interesting, it’s likely you.

Yui: Uuh...it’s awful.

Reiji: Kuku~ What about putting your hands there. I hope those hands will be properly attached, so you can’t pull it out. 

Yui: Oh, don’t make me frightened anymore…

Reiji: I am not. It's a demon world after all, so it’s not a surprise if such things happen.

Yui: (I am scared but...by any chance, we may get hints about our tasks.)

(More importantly…)

If you are with me, then I am gonna be fine, right?

*Reiji Blushing*

Reiji: Yes...that will be enough…

Yes: Fufu~ yes!

*After a while*

Yui: (I have put my hand but...what question shall I ask?)

Um...Where can we find evil people?

Reiji: Haah...what a foolish question it is.

Yui: Uuh, but I got no other cho—

Zatan’ mouth: Let’s see...It’s main street.

Yui: Kyaa—

(Inside the mouth...it’s holding my hands?)

Zatan’s mouth: Aah! I can see! In the dress shop, there’s a very evil guy!

Yui: R-really—?

Zatan’s mouth: Yes, that right! That’s why, just run and catch him there!!

Yui: (Ah...he just released my hand. Could it be that he has sensed something from my hand by using his fortune-telling power?)

I’m saying it but...shall we go there?

Reiji: You...please put your hand there one more time.

Yui: Eh, but…

Reiji: Something gets stuck inside it. Just do what I say!

Yui: Yes—!

*Yui placed her hand inside the mouth*

Yui: Excuse me...where can we find evil people?

Zatan’s mouth: Let’s see...it’s Saint Honore Park.

Yui: Eh?

Zatan’s mouth: The guy who’s riding the 3rd from the front in the roller-coaster!

Hurry up —Hurry up —! Catch him!!

Yui: (It’s completely different from what he said right ago...what should I do?)

Reiji: Kukuku~ I find him, the evil guy.

Yui: Eh?

Reiji: Evil person who pretends to give appropriate information but misleads people in reality, he is right there.

Yui: Ah…

(He’s not good but...he still hasn't got that far to be called evil, right?)

Reiji: By the way, at the time you put your hand there, did you feel something?

Yui: I am not sure but something squeezed my hand tightly. That hand was big and probably a male’s hand.

Reiji: ….And you were quietly obedient there, huh?

Yui: Y-yes!

Reiji: Too defenseless...good grief. It was my fault to count on you.

*Reiji holds Yui’s hand*

Reiji: 1st of all, we’ll get out of here and move into an open space. Then, explain everything to me.

Yui: Y-yes!

(Uuh, it hurts! He’s squeezing my hand tightly!)

Reiji: Oh my, looks like I can’t let away this hand, not even for an instant. 

Yui: (But I think...it makes me happy) *Blushing*

Place: ディアマンテの泉 / Diamante Fountain

Yui: Nh...this ice-cream looks delicious.

(Eating ice-cream while sitting in front of the fountain, it somehow sounds like everyone’s  dating, it feels so good.)

Reiji: I see...at least, I am feeling refreshed.

Certainly the owner of the ice-cream had so much useful information, but I got tired hearing too many useless stories. 

I had to cut out the conversation for the ice-cream, but if I wouldn’t do it, then I would still be there.

Yui: Th-thank you for trouble….

Reiji: Therefore, appreciate it.

Yui: Eh?

*Reiji is touching Yui*

Yui: (H-he’s holding my wrist —)

Reiji: Um…*licks her ice-cream* 

It’s taste is so good. Seems like his ice-creams get sold not only for shop-keeper’s art of conversation, but also it’s taste.

Yui: Y-yes!

(Indirect kiss...Uuh...I am nervous…) *Blushing*

Reiji: Eat it quickly or it will melt. Do you want to spoil my efforts?

Yui: I- I will eat…!

Reiji: Oh my oh my, you're a very fidgety person. By the way, that Zatan’s mouth’s place.

Yui: Yes?

Reiji: According to that romor lover shopkeeper, in that society, there’s a time when people stop working from the very early morning.

I am sure that the people who were there at that time, are now out and absent in that society.

Yui: I see…

Reiji: At the moment of enter and exiting in the Zatan’s mouth, we’ll catch him.

But...we’re having some free time, shall we go back to the hotel at once?

Yui: ...Let’s go!

Place: ホテル•モーントシュタイン  バルコニー / Hotel • Mortstein  Balcony

Yui: (I took a refreshing bath. And then all I do now is to feel the night breeze and go to bed.)

Reiji: What’re you doing here? You’ll catch a cold.

Yui: I’ll be fine! And look at the canal, it’s so pretty!

Reiji: You are right. It’s a beautiful scenery.

Yui: (I want to immerse myself into this night view, but I have my worries about tomorrow…)

(We have to catch that guy in the Zatan’s mouth and ask why did he lie?)

(Also tell him not to confuse people’s hearts like this…)

(I hope everything will go well, but it’s not going to be easy…)

Reiji: You are wrinkling your eyebrows. It’s okay to have worries in your head, but right now, relax yourself a little.

And at the same time, it won’t make sense if you don’t relax your shoulders a little.

Yui: I see...I am sorry.

Reiji: Wait a little…

Yui: (Eh?)

*Fades to CG*

Reiji: I think we should cheers, as we’re having a rare night view.

Yui: Eh?

Reiji: It is called Vampire Juice. I don’t know if it tastes delicious to a human like you.

But...it’s a cheers with you, so...cheers.

*Cheers sound of glass*

Yui: Cheers. ….Thank you for today, Reiji San…

Reiji: Yeah! I had to get involved in many things, so I had wasted so much energy.

Yui: (Fufu~ Exchanging glass with Reiji San like this is a surprise. Looks like we both have grown-up.) ((Yui used the word “otona” means getting adult or grown-up))

Reiji: *Drinks* N...nh..ah...It’s better than usual. Is that because it’s of parade?

Yui: (But...to me, it tastes like usual juice.)

Reiji: *Drinking* ...Nh..nh...nh..

Yui: Reiji san, you don’t have to drink all at once…!

Reiji: Ah...I’m sorry but...I can’t stop..*drinks more* nh..n...

Yui: (He finished the whole glass in no time...somehow Reiji san’s behaving is becoming strange—)

Reiji: Fufu~ I am feeling great. It’s Vampire juice after all.

Yui: (Actually, what is the effect of drinking this juice?)

Reiji: ...Yui

Yui: Yes….!?

Reiji: Now...stay like this.

Yui: ...y-yes!...

Reiji: Not only now, but forever, stay inside my arms like this. Okay?

Yui: (I am happy but...it’s so embarrassing that I can’t say a thing)

Reiji: Kuku~ You are very lovely…*kiss*

Yui: Nh..!? 

Reiji: What’s wrong? You can raise those voices even more…*kiss* nh

Yui: Re-Reiji San!?—

Reiji: Fufu~...I am not in the mood to let you go yet. Prepare yourself.

Yui: (Reiji San is somehow...different than usual…!)

(I want to enjoy this night view but...I am so nervous that I can’t help it…)

(But...it feels comfortable the way he wrapped arms around me...I am so happy…)

(Just like this, two of us in the future. And also tomorrow, we have to do our best)

—𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗼𝗳 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗢𝟮 

[mochikeiji]

Take a Hint.

↠ Pairing: Bokuto Koutarou x Akaashi Keiji

↠ Warning: College AU! Fukurodani Volleybal Team!(with managers) Shy Akaashi! Popular Bokuto! Slight NSFW, Fluffy

↬ Word Count: 3,912

Summary: First year college student, Akaashi Keiji begins his new life away from the comfort of his home solitude. Growing up to be an introvert, Akaashi had a hard time gaining friends and fitting in. But what happens to someone when they've met a rowdy senior who somehow slithers their way into their lives and becomes their only friend? Or maybe more.

⇢ Day 2: Obliviousness/Pinning, Roomates, College AU @bokuakaweek2020

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It really is terrifying for some to move out of the comfort of their house and their personal room to move into a dorm for their first year in college. For some it seemed fun and adventurous, only because they were an extrovert.

Unlike Akaashi, a man with few words, was an introvert. Sure he used to play volleyball back in his highschool days— even got himself the spotlight as their schools top tier setter, but he believes he could never match the other monsters such as Atsumu Miya, Kageyama Tobio and former captain of an opposing school, Oikawa Tooru. To him, he was nothing but an average person trying to get a good grade and a college degree and good job and die just like that.

His mother did try to tell him to atleast make some friends during his days in highschool so he wouldn't be so lonely. He couldn't say he can't do it due to his facial expression and blunt words. He couldn't help it, it was already part of his charisma. Now, he wished he wasn't so alone as he carries a box of his belongings in a crowded hallway to the dorms. Seeing other freshmen and seniors helping out each other was one thing he secretly envied. He wanted a friend too, but he was just clueless on how to even make one.

Keeping his head lowered and muttering small, soft excuses on his way to his dorm, he manages to make his way smoothly away from the crowd, thinking they might've been whispering stuff about him being odd when clearly no one even saw him pass through.

Rummaging in his pocket for the key, he pulls out the small metallic object. But before he could thrust the key up into the doorknob, it flung open.

"Oh? Are you my roommate!?"

The chattering hallway was immediately silenced as the mega phone like tone of voice dominated the entire atmosphere. He was a loud person, Akaashi thought.

"Y-yes, but you may want to keep it do—"

"Ah? What are you nervous about! These guys," he points behind Akaashi with a grin, "They're all my buds! Right? Hey!" he starts as the students behind Akaashi laughed and followed his lead, "Hey, hey, hey!!"

It surprised the black haired male to see them, even the mean looking ones just go along with this mans quirks. He must be popular then.

"Anyways, come in! I'll show ya around." Bringing his hand on Akaashi's smaller frame from behind, he flinches from the contact and squeaks silently with the door clicking behind him closed. Sighing, he takes a long look at each corner of the dorm. It only held two beds from each side and two study tables. Typical.

He then reviews over his roommate's side of the dorm, it wasn't as neat as he expected from him. His bag was wode open with papers bulging out, his sheets were torn off the mattress, and what caught his eye was a volleyball jersey displayed on his pillow.

So that's why he was so popular, he thought.

"Sorry about the mess there, didn't expect my roommate to come until tomorrow." Bokuto follows Akaashi's eyes, giving him a sheepishly smile while scratching the back of his head in embarrassment. "But enough about that, I forgot to introduce myself." he swung his right arm toward Akaashi, "My name's Bokuto, Bokuto Koutarou, second year college student."

Fumbling with the box, Akaashi quickly places it down on his side and bows in respect, "Sorry, I didn't know you were a senior....Senpai." he can feel his skin crawl with goosebumps from the honorific rolling out of his tongue like a female character in a shonen manga, "I'm Akaashi Keiji, first year college student. Thank you for having me here."

After that small introduction Akaasgi managed to pull off, he was giving himself a pat on the back for actually interacting with someone normally with out bluntly saying anything out of the blue.

Or so, he thought.

"A-ah, no, it's fine. You can just lay off the honorifics, Kaashi. Bokuto is fine."

He was caught off guard by the sudden nickname he was given. I guess they were in that bases now. Akaashi gets up from his position and gives him a small nod, "Very well, Bokuto."

The room fell into a deep silence, other than the sound of Akaashi's stuff being carefully put away properly. His other stuff were still downstairs in his mother's car, he'd have to hurry un packing. But his movements were not only slow, nor careful, it was as if he was trying not to mess up or do something embarrassing as he felt golden eyes just grazing at the back of his head.

"Say, Kaashi," flinching again from Bokuto's sudden call, "Do you play volleyball? You have pretty big hands for a small boy like you."

"Have you been watching me?" that's what he wanted to say, instead he was flustered and pushed up his glasses to hide his already sweaty self.

"I used to be a setter."

Putting his leg down, Bokuto's eyes lightens up with a sparkle, "Really!? Then join the volleyball club here!" jumping off of his bed while looking at Akaashi with hope glittering his golden eyes.

"There's a volleyball club here?" to Akaashi, all he thought of college was just study, libraries, and cafeteria. He didn't stop to think if there were clubs like the ones during his highschool days.

"Of course! It would've been boring to study if we didn't atleast have a sports club. So, will ya join?" egging him, Bokuto was on his feet awaiting for the males answer.

"No."

Ah, that was too blunt.

"EHH?! Why not? You must be a pretty good setter!" His eyes trail at the tips of his seniors hair. They were dropping down as if they too were also feeling his emotions. Afraid that he might've hurt the males feelings, he quickly apologized and explained.

"Sorry, it's just, I think there will be mroe better setters for your team, Bokuto."

"Hm? But we don't even have a setter."

Akaashi's mouth closes, not knowing how to tell Bokuto that he was just not the type to be outgoing and indulging himself into prying eyes. Sure, he was able to sought out his passion in volleyball back in middle school and highschool, but that was only because he was never noticed by some people. During official games, he'd only have his hair slightly grown a bit to hide his eyes whenever he plays to avoid feeling thw pressure by the crowd. Sometimes, he'd allow himself to be seated during an entire game and watch his other setter take his on his role.

Yet somehow on his third year, he manages to catch the title of being captain.

"I'm just not cut out for it, Bokuto." he twiddled with his fingers from both habit and to ease his sweaty palms, "I'm not a pretty good setter."

"Show me first, and I'll be the one to comment." Bokuto huffs and crosses his arms with a childlike pout forming on his mouth, "And for the record, I think you're pretty."

And that was the beginning of Akaashi's heart always beating harder whenever he was with Bokuto.

After four months of adjusting into the new world, Akaashi had gone through the months according to his neatly made schedule. But even so, the past four months was also filled with Bokuto's never ending pleads for him to join the volleyball club and be their setter.

Which leads to him now panting in his sweaty attire with Bokuto still high on stamina and determination.

"One more, Kaashi. Give me a good toss!" with that being said, the setter runs into his position after one of their teammate's had flung the ball up. With long fingers easily grazing the ball and fitting his hands perfectly, Akaashi delivers it to his right to where Bokuto had already sprung up with his feet.

Like a big bang, the ball sounded as it looked squished by the floor after having the ace smash it down. Pants were heard from all players, but Akaashi paid no attention to the sweat dripping on his forehead nor was feeling exhausted. His eyes were more focused on the way Bokuto had spike the ball and landed perfectly on his feet.

And it was oddly satisfying for Akaashi to keep seeing his only friend send him straight into an awe.

That being said, it wasn't the only thing that was seen by just him, but the fact that he has done it ever since he has gotten in the team, it was so obvious to everyone that he was staring at their ace.

No one bothered to say a word about it, but being with an airheaded captain, at some point without Akaashi by the distance, they would run forward to him and say, "Looks like you've caught a really rare attention there, Bokuto."

And it always ends with, "How do you catch someone's attention though?"

Blowing a whistle far from the team had broken his stare from the captain. Before any of them could gather up, there were cheering from both above and below the sidelines of the gym.

"Bokuto senpai! You did so good!"

"What an amazing spike!"

"You really are an unstoppable ace!"

Most of them were consist of females. From senior to freshmen, they seemed to be oogling more on his physical appearance more than his passion according to Akaashi. It had been like this ever since he joined, every end of their practice, his senior would always be crowded in a herd of praises and swooning ladies. It was said by his teammates that Bokuto was a sucker for praises, and since he was well known to this university everyone of his adoring fans knew that about him.

And it made his insides churn into an unpleasant twist to see him casually talking to them, more so letting them touch him so freely.

"Akaashi, you seem troubled." another one of his senior who was at the same class as Bokuto, Yukie had spoken as she passes him his water bottle. Looking at to where his eyes were seconds ago, she could see Bokuto and couple of males but more on females gather around him with another round of praising and some gifts given.

"Bokuto has always been gaining a lot of attention ever since he entered the campus," Yukie sighs, "It's getting really annoying, we can't even finish a simple meeting after games." looking back at Akaashi, she let's out a small flinch when she saw him looking almost depressed by staring at Bokuto.

"I wish they'd leave him for his peace." no, that wasn't what he meant. Feelings were not a stranger to Akaashi, he wasn't oblivious of his own emotions. He knows what he has between him and the ace, and knowing that and seeing something like this happen all the time crushed him. The only thing the setter didn't know was how obvious he was pinning after the ace to his teammates and managers.

"Hey, hey, Bokuto senpai," calls out by a random girl, "Who's that guy over there, the one wearing number 5." she points at Akaashi, who now averted his eyes immediately away from Bokuto and started talking to Yukie.

"Yeah, I don't think we've seen him before."

"Isn't he that nerd from Class 1?"

"I think sensei offered me a tutor from him."

"Wasn't he wearing glasses? He looks kinda hot without them."

Each comment passes to Bokuto's ears made him bite the insides of his cheeks. There was no way they were going after Akaashi.

"Ah, well, that over there ladies is our setter, Akaashi Keiji. He just joined in a month ago so he's still kinda shy." Konoha, another close friend of Bokuto and his teammate steps in the conversation, "He's single but I don't think it's easy to catch a fella like him." he jabs the ace's chest with his arm, hinting him about something with his eyebrows moving up and down.

Wincing at the slight pain, he glares at Konoha, "I don't think it's a good idea to pin for Kaashi, ladies." he finally spoke, this time his tone somehow getting lower only to be noticed by Konoha who was quietly snickering behind his fist, walking away to go talk to the red haired manager.

"Why not, Bokuto?"

"Does he already have his eye on someone?"

Contemplating whether or not he should admit it, Bokuto blurts out, "Yes! Well no! Soon, someone's already have their eye on him and well," glancing slightly at Akaashi with a hint of longing and impatience, he holds himself together and lets out a sigh, "That someone is trying really hard to get him to like them."

"So, did he got mad at you?" Yukie places her hands on his hips as Konoha approaches her with a sly grin on his face.

"No but he did somehow indirectly admit his love." winking at Yukie, who sighed at his little antics.

"You really are an idiot."

"So are those two."

An hour passes, Bokuto managed to get all of his fans out for them to resume packing up and cleaning the gym. Akaashi was silent after the entire fiasco and placed each ball on the basket carefully, still deep in thought about his friend.

Bokuto notices how quiet he has grown. It wasn't the normal kind of quiet he's known to Akaashi, but rather this one seemed to be sad, "Hey, Yukie. What's up with Kaashi? He hasn't spoken to anyone, let alone, me." finally done lowering the net, Yukie sighs once more and lightly smacks his head with her clipboard, earning a small whine from Bokuto.

"Honestly, can't you take a hint Bokuto?"

For the past four months, since Akaashi's first day in the University. When Bokuto had decided to introduce him to his group of friends, despite them being older than him, they could already see how fond the owl haired male was with the smaller male.

Even before Akaashi was introduced, he was all he talks about with them during dismissal or anytime they'd get together. Everytime they'd go ahead to the cafeteria, they can see his eyes caught in his direction all the time. The kind of eyes that showed so much emotion to volleyball.

And once they got to know Akaashi, they thiught to themselves they were going to be fine knowing Akaashi wasn't as dense as their baby like captain was.

Oh how wrong they were.

Akaashi had gotten close to Yukie for the oast two months since she was mostly on her own. Kaori was always with Konoha and Washio since she was in the same class they were, but different schedules. When Yukie found out that Akaashi did too, have emotions for Bokuto, she was giddy. But when she heard him utter out, "I don't think he likes me." that's when the frustration built up. Doesn't he notice the way he was being stared at or even the lingering hand on his shoulder whenever Bokuto pats him?

"What hint?" his tone was troubled, Bokuto was truly lost at this moment, not knowing what had caused his beloved friend to feel this way.

"Try talking to him later, Bokuto," patting his shoulder, "And please, tell him already." letting go of him, Yukie walks away with the rest of the team, leaving Bokuto behind to think.

"Tell him what though?"

Back to their dorms, Akaashi rubs his eyes using his fingers to ease the tension that had been laid upon his shoulders for the past few hours. Admittedly, he has this kind of bitterness flowing in his blood remembering the events earlier, but after a few seconds, those bitterness occurred to his insecurities. He was used to over thinking a lot when he was alone, but never about another person. It was always about him.

Groaning loudly he lands his face on the plush of his pillow, releasing a shaky breath as he looks at the bedside Bokuto owns, "Why did it had to be you?"

"Who are you talking about Kaashi?"

Jolting up at the sound of the door clicking behind him, Akaashi could only stare into his face with the orange light of their room illuminating his features in the dark night. Being roommates was harder when you were living with someone that literally shakes your entire world.

"Nothing." plopping back down on his pillow, Akaashi exhales deeply. To Bokuto, it seemed Akaashi was more frustrated to see him here, but to the timid male, he was just calming his heart from beating erratically inside of him. Hearing his footsteps closing in, he thoughts to himself he was finally going to sleep. What surprised him and made his face flush against the pillow was when he felt his bed dip down from his feet as Bokuto sat down.

"Are you mad at me Kaashi?" Bokuto looks at his back side in worry, "You haven't talked to me after practice. You even left without me today." There was a tinge of guilt inside Akaashi. He didn't realize he left Bokuto alone after he left since they always walk together back in the dorms.

When Bokuto heard no reply, he continues, "Yukie told me something about not taking a hint on something? I don't really get it," golden eyes averting up on their dim light of the room, "But the more I thought about it on the way back, all I could think of was you, Kaashi."

Holy shit, he wasn't going to do it now.

"I know it sounds lame, but I really did thought of what she said and all that pops out was you, you get where I'm getting at, right?" Bokuto had his arms on his legs by now from moving into motion as he spoke. Meanwhile if Akaashi were to sit up, his heartbeat might've been already heard.

Gulping quietly, feeling Bokuto's eyes watching him intently, all he could do was shake his head slowly. He wanted him to go on. He needed to hear where he was going with this. He can feel the vibrations of his light chuckling from his body as Bokuto sighs.

"Usually I'm not afraid of doing something out of the blue, y'know? You've seen me do some weird crap all the time." Akaashi's light laugh muffles against his pillow as he continues, "But when it comes to these, it really gets into me. Telling someone how you feel about them."

The last line made Akaashi almost ascend to heaven. Was he dreaming? Was he expecting too much to know what was going to happen next? The numerous scenarios running through his head all mixing up, causing his cheeks to flare up. They got worse when Bokuto landed a soft palm on the small of his back, jolting a bit from the sudden contact.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is that," Bokuto pauses, shifting his position closer to Akaashi, leaning his head next to his ear, "I like you."

Shivering at his warm breath against his ear, Akaashi bit his lower lip at the small rush of arousal from his lower regions, clenching his thighs together to ease himself.

"I like you. I don't know why it connects to Yukie's words, but somehow telling you this at this moment felt kinda right." he gave his back a small stroke for comfort, noticing him tensing after uttering out his sudden confession, "You probably don't like me, Kaashi. It's not everyday you see someone the same gender as you say that nonchalantly." chuckling out sadly, he smiles, "Still, I'm still here for you. So please, whatever is bothering you, tell me. We can dismiss what just happened now."

Not liking the end of his sentence, Akaashi grabs his hand from behind and sits up quick, "No! That's not what I meant, Bokuto." both were in shock and daze. Their faces held a tinge of redness in them, for Bokuto, Akaashi looked way more tempting than he already was with his added messy appearance.

"I-I'm sorry I left you unintentionally." he glances down at his smaller hands being held by himself, fighting away the butterflies as his feet were getting colder, "I was just really troubled by those people," he explains, "It had been a bother to me that you were always crowded by so many people...That I began to look down at myself." he grips his hand as he thought about how painful it was to endure the same scene as earlier everyday.

"What's worse is that I have feelings for you.." Finally admitting with quivering lips, "I like you, but there were so many people better than a squanny nerd like me." sighing, he lowers his forehead on Bokuto's hand that he held, avoiding eye contact. Despite having to hear his confession first, he was in fear of the future he had no idea what held the possibilities that might hurt him.

"Kaashi, why do you think I came here, sitting down on your bed, and telling you that I like you," each line he said, his voice was going lower, huskier, followed by moving his hand away from his forehead and cupping his cheek, "And just you."

Akaashi was shaking on his spot. He didn't know what to do consisting this was his first time to be experiencing this. And his first instinct?

Was kissing him.

It caught Bokuto off guard and balance, luckily he stabilizes himself by carrying his weight with one hand leaned on the mattress, and the other pulling Akaashi closer in the kiss. Both males were stuck being oblivious to each other, now getting addicted into something that they've wanted for so long ever since they've encountered each other.

Akaashi whimpers a bit feeling Bokuto's tongue swipe his lower lips for entrance, in obligating, he allows himself to be dominated by the muscled male, letting himself gently fall back into bed with him hovering over him. Hands making their way on his sides to squeeze them, making him squeak and melt into the kiss.

Pulling away panting from the loss of oxygen, they both stared at each other in daze and with so much love.

"I guess you made your own point there, Kaashi." Bokuto teases, lacing his hands together from the side of Akaashi's head.

"Shut up, please." he scoffs, pushing his head to his side to feel less embarrassed of his vulnerable state. Bokuto chuckles, peppering the side of his cheek with kisses and affection.

"I'm kidding, Keiji. I've been wanting to kiss you too."

He sees the way Akaashi's cheeks reddened from calling him by his first name. It felt so right coming from his mouth. And he loved every second of it.

"So why don't you do it again..."

"Do what again?"

"Koutarou..."

"I'M KIDDING— KAASHI WAIT NO, DON'T GET UP."

He laughs, and it was music to Bokuto's ears. Making him flustered above him. Akaashi pulls him by the neck, an inch aay from his face, "Does this mean I'm your boyfriend now?" he asks, his voice lacing with worry.

"Well you are my boyfriend, but you can ve the girlfriend if you want." Bokuto teases once more, before giving his pouting lips a short kiss of confirmation,

"But yes, I'm all yours now, Keiji."

[thebonggirll]

Chapter 24 - Hosu City

Chapter 23

"Wake up interns! Baiji has called everyone near the Tokyo Bay in 15 minutes!! Finish your breakfast and get ready!! Wear your hero costume!" One of the assistants came to the girls dorm and woke them up. There were only 4 girls who came in as interns, so they had less problem about space than the boys.

"I get the bathroom first!" Y/N screamed and ran in with her hero costume, brush and tooth paste. She heard the annoyed sighs of her roommates outside. After a full day of physical training, all of the interns slept like a log. But unlike the previous day, today they were woken up at 6 am instead. Just two hour difference but no one had any complaints. They didn't want to be woken up at 4 a.m. again as a punishment. They already got a taste of how petty Baiji can be and any kind of argument will just end up with more training.

Oikawa and Y/N became pretty good friends eventhough it was just two days. Oikawa had the kind of an aura that would make anyone feel comfortable. They shared phone numbers and she finally talked to him about the guy who made her blush, because 'he is not from our school anyway, no one will know'. She texted Kyoka and talked about how their training was going on. Ofcourse, their conversation was full of complaints and how the agency just won't leave their ass alone, but it was refreshing to talk freely after hours of training.

When the interns reached to Tokyo Bay, Baiji was standing with a coffee on one hand and she was using her teeth to adjust the gloves of her right hand. Suddenly seeing them, she remembered that she was supposed to be a guidance, and then stood properly - half of her right hand glove dangling down. "Great to see you in your hero costume! Well, I hope you had your breakfast because you're going to be really hungry for lunch."

"Yep, we have something big for us." Oikawa muttered to Y/N.

"How do you know? She didn't say that."

"Well, she never told us that we are going to be tired for the previous trainings. But if she's actually informing us about it, then it probably means that we have to work harder than we did before."

"Today we are going to be concentrating on your quirks. You are going to control your quirks based on when and where you're using it. All of you will be supervised by my assistants ofcourse, but you'll be presented with separate situations. There will be children and crowd present at times, and you have to use your quirk wisely. The villain here are going to be my assistants. They'll train you accordingly and teach you where and what you should work on. I'll surprise you with some obstacles in the last stage, just to test your observational skills." Baiji instructed, "I won't hold back. So be prepared. And those who manage to impress me will have the chance to see my work around today."

Every intern were given separate spaces and positions and every one started their training. Y/N first was asked to control her water properly. First stage was to change the amount and range of water suddenly, without any obstacles and standing on one position. The assistants were making them do everything step-by-step. It was pretty easy when there were no distractions. The second stage though was a bit hard. It was the same as the first, except that they had to control their quirk while moving and jumping around.

Baiji might look lazy and clumsy but she was extremely aware of all the interns and what they needed to work on. Her memory was sharp in this sense. She was the kind who would work hard until she perfected at her task. And that's what she was looking forward to. She never pushed the interns if it became unbearable, but found a seperate way for it to work out. It's not like everyone should follow the same pattern. She believed every intern in her agency was unique in their own sense and just needed to find their own way of getting stronger. In this particular day she was not only in the field, but also advising on the things the interns should work on. She went around every hour giving them reviews.

"Your consistency of exerting water while moving around sucks," Baiji said after an hour passed, "When you'll fight villains, if you waver even for a second, it can prove to be harmful to you and those around you. But at the same time you need to be aware of the surroundings. Trust me you won't even have a clue when I sneak up behind you. Also, I've seen your speed during the festival. Try using your quirk on your legs after the second step, and practice with it. If you can use it perfectly, it'll be a huge benefit for you. And remember, no one knows what you are capable of more than yourself. You know how your quirk works now, so focus on how you can use it and what you can do to pull off new moves."

"Okay ma'am," Y/N said getting ready to train again.

"Oh, and stop calling me ma'am. It feels too weird, so just call me by my name,"

Y/N smiled as her eyes fixated on the assistant in front of him and said, "I won't disappoint you Baiji."

Yes, she was aware of how quickly she gets distracted, but Y/N didn't expect to be slapped with water spray by Baiji 14 times. They weren't even on the 6th stage where Baiji is supposed to test her observational skill.  Her eyes were red and body was aching on moving around too much. It didn't go unnoticed by Oikawa though, who was looking like a mess himself.

They were all given comfortable seats to sit on during their lunch after the kind of training they went through. Y/N's phone rang, indicating a text message.

"Oooh, who's this girl? She's cute," Oikawa said peeking at her phone.

"She's my best friend, and no, I can't fix a date for you because she has someone she likes."

"You can atleast ask her right? She's not taken yet. How can you be even sure she'll say no?"

"Because she denies a lot of how she doesn't like him but I see her actually enjoying more time with him than any other guy around. Even though he's a bit of a perv. Like she actually blushes and stuff."

"As if your choice of that pomeranian is any better. I would've never imagined that you can like someone as aggressive as him."

"You looked him up on internet, didn't you?"

"Well, I was curious!!" Oikawa's eyes darted towards her phone and he said, "Pass me your phone. We should click a selfie! I want to show off that I know Haruto's sister."

"I already have a rumor going on man, don't-"

"Well, then let's click a group picture too!"

After taking the pictures, and sending it to everyone, Oikawa gave her phone back with a smirk on his face.

"What the hell did you do?" Y/N said snatching away the phone from him. She looked at her phone screen and her eyes almost popped off her face. She smacked his back hard and squealed in embarassment.

"What?!" he said rubbing his back, "As if you've the guts to make a move! It's a step forward!"

"Oh and how many relationships did you have sir?!!"

"Plenttyyy!!"

"That's even worse!!"

They bickered for a while and Y/N contemplated if she should just send a message saying "wrong number" or something to Bakugou. But she was curious about his reaction and just decided to wait it out. She can just say it wasn't her later. They don't bring their phones during training anyway.

The training was a bit hard after lunch. Without obstacles, it was easy to control her quirk.When the assistants were acting as villains, she learned faster and better than expected. But ofcourse, the last stage was really hard. Along with the villains, there were people set as civilians now who were in boats, so it was hard to think of a plan out of the blue while she was getting attacked. And this was also when Baiji was going to actually test her.

"Concentrate!" the assistant shouted, "You've hit 3 civilians already! Focus on your surroundings Y/N! You've just got to use your senses better!"

She had to clear her mind first. Her anxiety of getting everything done at the same time was always what got in her way. It wavered her attention a lot. Y/N decided on keeping the villain engaged in some way and use some time to move the civilians to somewhere safe. How and what, she had no idea. Her eyes moved momentarily towards the coast and she remembered what Baiji said. She had to pull off something. Besides, for someone who always had a clumsy image in front of interns, she wanted to know how she handled her work. She focused on some water under the villain's feet while attacking him with her left hand, she created a round ball of water and forced it on the assistant, keeping him trapped in it. Y/N kept the ball of water rotating, while he tried to get out of it. She knew that time was short and within a minute he'll be out. So she used her left hand to control the water, needed to move the civilians away. And–

BAM!

A punch on her guts almost made her lose grip and take her breath away. It was Baiji. Ofcourse. She said, she was going to be harsh. Y/N gained control again, and she was angry on herself for getting hit even after practicing so hard with Oikawa that day. Somehow her anger made her control over the ball of water rotate faster, where the villains wasn't able to get themselves out anymore since the force of water spiraling inside was harsh. Y/N focused on bringing the boat closer near the coast.

SMACK!

She used her feet to block Baiji's attack. Before she could attack again, Y/N used her feet and moved fast towards the coast dragging the boat along. She could've stayed and fought them but safety was the first priority. And when the people finally gave the safe signal to her, she moved away from the coast, the assistant still in her grip. A hand settled on her shoulder and she moved her arm to hit Baiji with her elbow.

"Time's up," Baiji said immediately catching her elbow, "Release my assistant please. He can control water but he can still drown."

"Oh! Sorry!" Y/N said and released her grip on the coast, where the assistant was coughing out and catching his breath.

"I didn't think you'll be able to defend yourself. But good job! You focused on your quirk and made a new move like I said. Focus on control and movements, and you'll get to make more new moves in no time." Baiji patted her shoulder and called everyone to gather round.

"So when are we reaching?" Baiji said, urgency evident on her voice, "The whole city is on fire for fuck's sake! Drive faster!"

"It's spreading, yes, but not the whole city. And please langua–"

"Oh FUCK the language!!!"

"Okay, sorry kids." Baiji's sidekick said looking at the Y/N, Oikawa and another girl from the rear-view mirror, "Just try not to get hurt, okay?"

"We'll definitely try," Y/N said looking at both of them.

"Okay," Baiji said as soon as the car stopped near police vehicles, "Everyone get ready! We received information that strange strong creatures are attacking the city and the heroes are trying their best to keep those in control! Our job is to put off the fire first of all, and then rescue any citizen in trouble. And remember, unless you have no other option left, DO NOT FIGHT WITH THE VILLAINS. Our top priority is rescuing people, got it?!"

"Yes ma'am!!" Everyone said stepped out of the car. The interns took a moment to observe the sight. It was chaos everywhere. And the creatures that they were talking about were actually Nomus - the ones that Y/N encountered with in USJ along with her classmates. It took All Might a lot to beat one of those and now, there were more than one. Clearly, the heroes were struggling to bring them under control.

The sidekick and Baiji separated into two teams along with their assistants.

"I'll take the kids with me!" Baiji said, "Don't worry, I'm pretty sure that they can take care of themselves. I just need one other assistant!"

"I don't think we should take the risk of taking these interns! Unlike previous interns, it's nothing like the other works we've taken them to-"

"Exactly! These interns are different! Heroes are getting stronger and better with each passing year and these interns need first-hand experience too!" Her eyes moved towards Y/N, "And some even do."

"....Okay ma'am," The sidekick said and left along with the assistants.

As Y/N started running behind Baiji, she heard screams and bursts everywhere. She didn't forget about it. Her thoughts were consumed about her friend, "Iida's here. This has to be a coincidence...right? The Hero Killer is not so flashy. Besides, Iida is very intelligent. He wont...come here...just for revenge.."

"..right?"

Chapter 25

SEASON - II

Ignite

MASTERLIST

[cremdotexe]

no one asked for it yet here i am

I know I shitpost and just talk about random stuff about my 1-a children a lot but like I’ve never really share my thoughts on the UA traitor before (if there even is one) mostly because I don’t solidly believes a single one, some I think are possible but I was never sure. Even now I’m not. BUT since chapter 259 came out, this one detail is kinda suspicious and I think y’all know who I’m talking about. manga spoilers under the cut!

Now Traitor!Kaminari honestly isn’t a theory I believed in because I’m not a huge fan of the idea of his weakness being fake and a lot of the evidence for it is either debunked or not solid enough, if anything I found Hagakure and even Uraraka more suspicious. But I have to admit-

Some of his behavior are kinda questionable, that’s not just me right?

Like the fact that he said the hero killer was cool (Not to say Stain isn’t cool, but for him to say it like that. In front of Iida no less?), or when he did the liberation army’s symbol when the only times we see anything remotely close to that are actually from the members, just to name a few.

But for the thing that got me thinking ‘yo that aint right’ was when Kaminari deadass yelled that he didn’t want to be in the front line, but it wasn’t what he said but instead how it was said aka. being loud. We were even informed this specifically since it echoed if I remember correctly.

Why, in the ever loving fuck, would he yell on a pretty secret mission IN FRONT of the base you and the heroes are trying to raid? I know Kaminari isn’t the brightest but he should atleast know that he can’t be too loud during something like this. Unless it was to alert someone without the heores realising it…Gigantomachia maybe? just throwing the possibility out there.

(NOTE: I know the big crowd alone can probably be an alarm for the villians itself but since that wasn’t pointed out, I can only assume they don’t know what’s going on then.)

Not only that, the only other 1-A student there is Tokoyami. We have explicitly been told and shown that Kaminari’s quirk is a direct counter against Tokoyami’s dark shadow. In universe, the reason these 2 are chosen could be because they have quirks that are versatile, both in abilities and range, but if we look at it in storytelling perspective here there’s not much reason to put these two together. The 2 scenarios I could imagine right now is:

1. Hawks dies and Tokoyami witness it, he loses control of dark shadow and Kaminari is there to put dark shadow back in place.

OR 2. A backstab scenario, outside of the pro heroes’ sight.

I don’t know, to me it makes sense that Tokoyami is there because hawks is there, but Kaminari being there is questionable.

I’m not still entirely convinced to be honest, but do I think it’s possible? 100%. Still, I love my pikachu child and emo birb child so seeing them hurt or if one of turns out to be the traitor I will cry real tears.

Now to pray none of the students will die.

[scarletwinterxx]

Coming Home pt. 5

I really loved making this chapter, probably the fastest one that i’ve written. It felt like there should be a little trip down memory lane. warning: bunch of feels ahead. 

Hope you like it!  xx - A 

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“Hi, I’m Jung Jaehyun” He said with half the confidence he usually has, if this was any other person he wouldn’t feel as shy or intimidated, but something about Y/N made him trip over his own words

“Hi, Jung Jaehyun” she repeated with a chuckle, wondering why was he talking to her all of a sudden

For a second they just stared at each other, waiting for the other one to say something

“You’re friends with Johnny right?” he asked, trying to find a common ground with the girl he’s been trying to talk to for months now but never did

“Everyone’s friends with him” she answered quickly, “Do you want to sit down?” she asked then gestured to the vacant seat infront of her. Jaehyun set his bag down before sitting, 

To say that she was beautiful was an understatement, Jaehyun has only ever heard Johnny talk about her and occasionally Taeyong too. He’s been curious ever since. She’s friends with a lot of his friends, they attend the same school, maybe even share the same classes but they never talked

“I was asking Taeyong to help me with this project for my creative writing class but he told me I should ask you, since you we have the same class” he said, rubbing the back of his neck and trying to not to sound too nervous

“Yea, he told me. I already made an outline if you want to see” she said then took out a binder, going through the stacks of paper before finding the right one

“You made this?” he asked Y/N when she passed it to him

“I did, I figured it would be easier to have a guide. I do that often so I don’t get confused but you can just call me if you have any question”

Jaehyun went out to buy Taeyong his favorite sweets after that day. 

Y/N was never the one for large crowds, or basketball games for that matter. But since it was Jaehyun who asked her to come, she really couldn’t say no. She was thinking about saying no but one pout from the boy got her saying yes yet again. 

“Who would’ve thought I would be seeing you here” Taeyong teased the girl who looked like she wanted to be anywhere but here

“I didn’t, will this ever start?” she mumbled, already feeling anxious with the number of people around

“Yes, just wait a bit” the older one shot her a smile and offered her some popcorn

Jaehyun was always so focused when he’s in a game, every move being calculated in his mind. He was confident with his skills, he had nothing to worry about. But when he asked Y/N to come and watch the game, he didn’t expect her to say yes. 

He took the chance and she said yes, now for the first time in a long time he felt nervous before the game started. When the players started to enter the gym, he can’t help but check the crowd if she was indeed there. 

A lot of other girls tried to get his attention, waving their banners with his name written on it or calling out his name in hopes that he will spare them a smile but his eyes kept wondering around until he found Taeyong in the crowd, sitting beside him was Y/N. 

She was frowning a bit, looking around to see if the game is about to start. Y/N hasn’t noticed that Jaehyun was at the side of the court waiting for her to see him, 

“There’s the one you’re looking for” Taeyong said, nudging Y/N’s legs making her look at the direction Taeyong was gesturing at

There he was, smiling up at her. Even shooting her a small wave, for a second she contemplated whether it was really intended for her. There was a sea of girls infront of him, yet his eyes were locked on hers. 

Y/N was not going to lie, it did make her smile knowing his attention was on her.

“It’s our first anniversary, and all you want to do is stay in?” Jaehyun asked Y/N again, she was happily cuddling his pillow. He wasn’t going to lie he looked so cute and comfortable, he wanted to join her. But he wanted to do something for their anniversary. 

He gave her a ring last night, one she’s wearing on her left hand. One day he promised to put it in the right place along with a promise of forever.

“Yes please, we can watch movies and order in food. Why? Do you want to go out?” she asked, sitting up but making no effort to move off of the bed

Jaehyun’s heart melted at the sight, she was wearing his hoodie and it looks better on her than it ever did on him. The smile she was shooting him made him want to keep her in this room forever, just the two of them.

“We can do whatever you want” he mumbled before tackling her in a hug

“Anything?” she giggled

“Anything. Why, what do you want?” he asked, peppering kisses all over her face making her burst out into giggles

“Cookies, can we bake cookies?” her answer took him by surprise but found it adorable nonetheless.

“Okay, we’ll make some” 

He pulled her closer, kissing her atop her head. There wasn’t a place he’d rather be than here. 

If she asks him for the moon he’d probably find a way to give it to her, he didn’t know how to say it out loud so he just held her tighter. 

On their 7 year anniversary, Jaehyun proposed.

He had a stable job, so did Y/N. When he thinks about it, he doesn’t really see himself settling down if it’s not with Y/N. So the next thing he knows, he’s buying a ring and thinking of a way to pop the question. 

It was just like any other Saturday movie night, a tradition that started years ago. Y/N was scrolling through the movie while Jaehyun was in kitchen making some popcorn. 

“Did you pick a film?” he asked when he got back to the living room, Y/N was bundled up under the fluffy blanket he brought especially for her. 

A lot of stuff in his apartment was brought especially for her. He always makes the joke that she should just move in at this point. She stays over during the weekends, there’s a drawer in his closet reserved just for her. Two toothbrushes in bathroom counter along with her favorite shampoo and body wash.

“How about The Vow?” her choice of movie made his heart skip a beat

Did she know?

Did she accidentally find the ring?

Was he being too obvious?

“Okay” was all he could answer before cuddling up beside her. 

When they got to the part where the two characters were exchanging vows, Jaehyun could hear her giggle and sniffle. Looking over at her, he saw her with a big smile on her face. 

That moment he knew. She was the one for him. He’s known that for a while but now there was not a single ounce of doubt.

“I vow to love you now and forever. I promise to never forget that this is once in a lifetime love. I vow to love you and no matter what challenges may carry us apart, we will always find a way back to each other.” while those words were being said in the film, Jaehyun couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. 

She was wiping away the tears but her smile was still there, he can’t help but imagine if she would cry like that on their wedding day. 

She must’ve felt him staring at her so she looked his way, “What?” she asked

“You know I love you, right?” he asked, his voice quiet

“I know, but I like hearing you say it every now and then” she joked, he took her hand in his.

This was it. No backing out. 

“Do you love me?”

“That’s a dumb question, Jung Jaehyun” she rolled her eyes the way she does when he teases her, he adored it. 

“Love me enough to marry me?” 

This was the fourth test she took, the other three sitting on top of the counter. All showing a positive sign. 

She held on the test tightly in her hands, trying to slow down her thoughts and her heart. A million things running in her mind at the moment. 

With shaky hands she opened the bathroom door before getting her phone, keys and the stick putting it all away in her bag. Jaehyun’s apartment was atleast 30 minute from hers. Most of the time Jaehyun would be the one driving to her or coming to get her. 

On the way to his place, she can’t help but worry about Jaehyun’s reaction. 

Will he be mad at her?

Disappointed?

WIll he leave her?

She shook those thoughts away, this was Jaehyun she was talking about. But then again they haven’t been the same in so long. 

After graduating from college they were both thrown in the adult world immediately, Jaehyun was already offered a job on his senior year in college. Everything feels like it’s going to fast, even this was a sudden thing. 

When she got to the apartment she knew he wasn’t there, she knew his schedule by heart just like he does with hers. But lately, things have been more busy and hectic. Saturday movie nights have been postponed, dates cancelled, she hasn’t slept over in a while. 

She felt awful. 

She punched the code and entered the apartment, things look the same way it did the last time she was here. 

For a while she just lingered there, not really sure if she’s waiting for Jaehyun to arrive. She’s not even sure what time he’ll come home. 

She walked in his home office, thinking about leaving a note but changed her mind. Making her way in the bedroom across the hall instead. 

She sat at the edge of the bed, collecting herself before taking the test out of her bag. It still says the same thing it did the last she checked. 

Without saying or doing anything else, she set the test down by the bedside table. The side where Jaehyun always sleeps on. 

Then she left. 

When Jaehyun got to his apartment he was drained from the long day at work, he haven’t got the time to even check his phone for a bit. Expecting Y/N to have alteast a couple of text, reminding him to eat or ask if he’s home already but his notifications came up blank. 

He checked the time on his watch and on his phone, checking to see if it was right. It was 9pm, she should be at home by now. 

So he called, she didn’t pick up. He was starting to get worried. 

He walked to his office and every room in his apartment to see if she was there, it wouldn’t be the first time that she gets here before him and he’ll find her sleeping soundly on his bed. 

But the apartment was empty, he was the only one there.

Sitting on his bed, he dialed her number again. From the corner of his eye he noticed something. 

It definitely wasn’t there before he went to work. 

With careful hands he picked it up, he knew what it meant but he also had a lot of questions.

This time instead of calling her he decided to just go out and look for her. 

His worries increasing by a hundredfold. If this was something she wanted to say to him but didn’t, and now she’s not answering her phone it definitely worried him.It was pretty late too. 

He quickly drove to her place, knocking a couple of times on the door but no one answered. He had a key so he let himself in, quickly entering the place and checking if she was anywhere in there. 

She wasn’t. 

He has never felt scared like this in his whole life. 

He slowly walked to the closet, silently praying for her clothes to still be there. A little sign that she haven’t completely ran away from him. The moment he opened the closet door and saw that all of her stuff was still there, Jaehyun let go of the breath he didn’t know he was holding. 

Leaning on the door for support, he heard the front door open. Taking quick steps to see if it was her. 

And there she was, standing by the door holding a banana milk in her hands looking like a deer caught in the headlights. 

“Jae... what are you...I...” she can’t seem to find the words, she took a long walk after going to his place in hopes to find a good explanation or maybe just to give herself some time to think

“Where were you? Are you okay?” he asked, walking to where she was standing then hugging her close to his chest. 

“I just went for a walk” she mumbled

“Were you at the apartment?” he asked, he felt her freeze in his arms. 

She stepped out of his embrace, finding it difficult to meet the eyes of her fiance. “Yes”

“You want to tell me or...” he said, taking the test out of his pocket and showing it her

She looked at it intently before her eyes began to water

“Are you mad at me?” her question broke his heart, he knew what she meant. They haven’t been okay in a while, he admit he’s been doing a bad job at being her fiance but it wasn’t intentional. It’s just he’s been these past few weeks. 

“No, I just thought you left”

“I should be the one worrying about that” she finally set the drink she was holding on the counter before walking in the direction of the bathroom, Jaehyun following close behind. 

She took out the three tests, all saying positive. 

She turned to face Jaehyun whose eyes are focused on her, “I’m pregnant”

“I- I’m confused I’m not sure what to do, I don’t know if I’m going to be a good mother or not. I don’t know if you’re mad at me. But I know I’m keeping this baby”

He didn’t know he could love more than he already did. 

“Okay” he said

“Okay? what? Okay what?” she asked

“We’ll do this together, you don’t have to scared. I got you, baby. I’m not leaving you” as he said those words he walked closer to her, taking her hands in his. The feeling of the metal band around her fingers intertwined with his.

“You’re not mad at me?” she asked, her voice shaking as the tears fall from her eyes

“No, why would I be mad at you? Please stop crying, baby. I’m here” 

 “Jaehyun” she called from outside his office, it was the middle of the day but they’ve both been home for the past week. 

Y/N was a week past her due date, the baby still not here. He didn’t want to leave Y/N alone so he decided to just work from home. 

“Jaehyun!” she called louder catching the other one’s attention

“Yes?” he called out then made his way to their now shared bedroom

“I think the baby’s coming” she said calmly, she was just sitting on the bed and looking at him 

“Like right now?” he asked

“Yes”

“Okay okay, let’s stay calm. We’ve already packed the bags, where are the bags?”

“By the door”

“Right, I need to get the car seat”

“It’s already in your car”

“Keys, wallet, phone”

“On the counter”

“Just stay calm, baby. You’ll be fine” he told her, she just looked at her fiance walking in and out of the room. Clearly he was the one panicking

“What clothes do you want to wear? How about my sweatpants, that’s more comfortable right?”

“Jae”

“Which hoodie do you want?”

“Jaehyun”

“I should call my mom or Mark or Johnny, who do I need to call-”

“JUNG YOON OH” this time she got his attention

“Breath, I’m okay. You’re the one panicking. Now, can you pass me those sweats”

After getting dressed, they finally made their way to the hospital

“No, Mark I’m okay. You don’t- Okay fine but please tell Lucas to drive safe. Yes. Hi, Hyuck” she said while talking to her younger brother over the phone

“We’re here” Jaehyun said as he park the car. The next time they drive, there will be three of them in this car. 

“Okay, we’re here. See you. Love you too, you big baby” with one finally goodbye she ended the call

“Ready?” she asked him

“I should be the one asking you that” Jaehyun mumbled as they walk in the hospital. One arm around her while the other carry the stuff they will need later.

A few hours later and several pushes later, a little baby girl was born. 

The little one cuddled on top Y/N chest, Jaehyun was in awe of everything but mostly because of his fiance. 

He looked at their daughter with so much love he didn’t know he could give. 

“Want to hold her?”

“I don’t- I don’t want to hurt her or something”

“Jae, come here” she said then passed the baby to him. He’s wondering how his heart hasn’t popped yet. 

Tears started to fall from his eyes again, looking over at his fiance with smile he whispered

“Thank you”

[angstalottle]

Bruised Ego

Based on art by @reachingforthesun

Creativity is a fragile thing really.

It is a construct so dedicated to a task that it will stop at nothing to be perfect, so of course when it is mocked it can really hurt.

In Romans case though the pin is much more physical then most.

The video had been a failiour, it was experimental sure but he had poured his heart and soul into it only for everyone to hate it.

Thomas eventually took the video down in response to the flood of angry comments and declared they wouldn’t be doing that again much to the relief of everyone.

Well everyone but Roman.

“It wasn’t that bad... thebidea was good atleast right?”

“The idea was awful, look how it made people react!” Virgil replied rolling his eyes.

The pain blossomed instantly against his ribs like somone kicked him with heavy boots. It took all his self control not to stumble backwards.

“Sorry kiddo but he’s right. You gave it your best but it just didn’t work out this time.” Patton meant well but though his tone was kind the words hurt.

This hurt was in the form of a deep ache working it’s way up his arm like he had sprained his wrist.

“Thomas cannot afford to waste his time with videos that won’t produce positive buzz. To put it simply you failed this time Roman” Logan said as bruises snaked their way up his neck and started to appear on his face.

“Don’t worry buddy I know you didn’t mean to screw up we still love you” Thomas smiled and cuts began to open on Romans skin.

He dropped to his knees gasping as blood trickled from his nose and various cuts across his body stained his white shirt red.

The change of the groups collective mood was instant.

The judgmental attitude was gone replaced with concern.

Unsuprpsingly Patton was at his side first Roman! What’s wrong what’s happening?!” He asked looking to Logan for answers but receiving nothing but a startled look of fear.

“B-bruised ego” Roman managed to get out before he flopped to the ground and curled up in himself.

All he wanted to do was hide in his room and feel sorry for himself.

“What do you mean bruised ego?” Thomas asked looking only a little better off then Virgil who was on the verge of a panic attack.

“Ever heard of taking criticism to heart? Well this is what happens” Roman whispered half hoping they wouldn’t hear him.

He didn’t want to lie to his family but he also didn’t want them to worry about him. Then again he was already well past that.

The problem was that he was only half a side.

The ‘good’ creativity filled with harmless fun and games.

But those were exactly the kind of creativity that could be destroyed by enough criticism.

They were fragile ideas that required people wanting to keep them good for them to remain that way...

Remus never suffered like this when his creations were brought into question. As far as Roman could tell he was the only side this kind of thing happened to.

“The comments on the video did this?” Roman was surprised to hear Logan sound so angry.

Sure he was annoyed a lot but never angry.

Roman shook his head no.

A horrified gasp cane from Virgil “it was... it was us... wasn’t it?”

This time Roman nodded yes and watched as his friends... his family realised what they had done to him.

They all started apologising at once. Talking over eachother as they crowded round Roman to help.

Logan began to patch him up while Patton ran his fingers comfortingly through his hair. Virgil kept a constant stream of chatter up to fill the silence between Roman hissing with pain whenever the bandages were pulled a little too tightly.

And Thomas... well Thomas was quiet just watching all this unfold with a guilty expression.

It wasn’t until Patton and Logan decended into Romans room to set it up for him to get some rest did he finaly step forwards.

“Does this happen everytime I don’t like your ideas?”

Roman didn’t want to answer... but he couldn’t refuse Thomas.

“Yeah... it’s ussually less then this but I get bruised and stuff.” He mumbled and watched Thomas’ face fall.

“If I’d known... god I swear I would never have-“

“You needed to say those things though! I’m creativity and it’s my job to give you ideas and it’s your job to decide which ones are actually worth something. I care too much about your dreams to let this get in the way” Roman sat up pushing away Virgil as he tried to help him.

“I’ll be fine in a few days but if you just take every single one of my ideas then you won’t be. Let me do this for you Thomas.”

Thomas looked away “I never want you guys to suffer for me. There has to be another way.”

“What if we were kinder with our criticism?” Virgil offered taking a deep breath “Roman I think your amazing but you shouldn’t be willing to sacrifice yourself. We should take the ideas as something to build up not destroy... even if the thought of doing them scares me hurting you triggers my fight or flight more then anything else.”

Roman smiled up at him before letting out a tired sigh “ok. We will try it your way... tomorrow.”

Virgil nodded “tomorrow. Get some rest.”

With that Roman descended into his room right into his bed.

It had been set up with snacks and books to keep him occupied while he healed. A mountain of stuffed toys had been placed around along with a get well soon card from Patton that brought a smile to his face.

Roman doubted this would be the last time he got a bruised ego but he had a feeling this would be the worst his family would ever let it get.

[jenni42085]

Made in the AM <Three>

Ch. 3

Niall's POV

Wow! I quite impressed by Alex, she only left the group for thirty maybe forty-five minutes and was able to get a chorus and a verse written. At the rate she is going she will have an entire album written with in a  few days. Not really sure as to why Harry was treating her so poorly she seems like a sweet girl just really quiet.As we are walking to the dressing room I have a better chance to examine her. She isn't that fit but she is still pretty. I think if she toned up she would be the whole package.

"Thanks Niall. You didn't have to". She mumbles as we are about to enter the dressing room.

"I know I didn't have to but I wanted to. You didn't deserve that comment." I reply as I set the guitar she borrowed down on the couch. "Come here you need to meet Lou and Lux."

"Ok, I guess who are they?" She asks with a curious expression.

"Lou is our hair stylist and Lux is her daughter. They are quite awesome."

"Oi! Niall is this our little songwriter?" Lou says as she walks over to us.

"Yes, that would be me. Hi! I'm Alex. Nice to meet you." She extends her hand and Lou pulls her in for a hug.

"No need to be formal if we will be traveling together for a few weeks my dear. And that little angel passed out on the couch is Lux."

"Well ladies, I'll let you two get better acquainted I've got a show to do." I give them both a quick hug and sprint to the stage and take my mic. I know leaving her with Lou is a good idea, she'll be a great girl friend for her on tour, maybe someone who will help her open up to us.

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Alex's POV

Niall leaves me with Lou who seems like a pretty awesome lady. Little Lux is adorable, can't wait until she is awake and actually playing. I'm a great baby sitter.  "So what do you think of the guys so far?" Lou asks nonchalantly.

"They seem really nice minus one small glitch. But I can ignore it for this job."

"I assume you mean our young Harold?" I nod at her question. She pulls me into the make up chair and starts pulling out brushes. "Relax, I usually only do makeup and hair to do for the boys. Let me do a smoky eye and some other fun things."

"Ummm ok. Sure. I'll be your Barbie to play with for a bit." I state with giggle then relax myself into the chair. Never had anyone to do my makeup so this should be fun.

"Great! So anyways, Harry is just young and quite dumb at times. He is a great guy who gets a bad rap from the media but, he is a nice boy. Granted what he said was a douche bag move, he is really great with Lux."

"I understand but my greatest fear was coming here and someone saying that to me. Yes, Tori brought me on with her as a package deal to help but that was because my song writing skills are actually good sometimes stronger than hers." I state as she applies eyeliner to my eyes.

"You have flawless skin I swear. I'm so use to applying concealer to the boys and for you I'm just getting to dive into eyeliner and the fun stuff.  You were picked for a reason.....Talent don't let anyone take that away from you."

"Thanks. Atleast something is flawless about me. Still working at getting everything else together." I reply sighing.

Lou's finishes adding eye liner and steps back. "You don't give yourself much credit do you? You are beautiful."

I cut her off with out thinking "I'm just struggling with my weight. I want to be beautiful inside and out."

"I understand but honestly it just looks like you need to tone and lift weights. What have you been doing?"

"Zumba and yoga."

She goes back to applying lipstick to me, "That is your problem you need to tone. I can help out if you want me to." Already I like her, she reminds me of Tori with always being positive.

"That would be great. Thanks."

"Now, let's have a look at you. What do you think?"

I focus my attention to the large mirror. "Wow." Was all I managed to get out. She really did an amazing job. My eyes are really popping and the bronzer she put on me gave me a J.Lo glow making my skin looks like brown silk, she did this all with out putting a truck load of make up on.

"You like?" She asks.

"I love!" I jump out of the chair and give her a hug feeling more confident. "Thanks. Let's see how they rock this out."

As much as I hate to admit it their show was pretty awesome. They don't sound half bad live. But they are slightly corny granted they are trying to appeal to teenie boppers so I guess I understand. When I heard their version of "Teenage Dirtbag", I couldn't help but sing along to it. Periodically all the guys except Harry would either wink, smile, or flash me thumbs up while performing.

After the show the guys were busy with the meet and greet while I gathered my stuff and headed towards the van. I've had enough screaming/crying girls for the day. One of arenas security guards open the door and a cold breeze comes in. I walk back into the dressing room while the guys were changing.

"What's wrong love?" Liam asks with a worried expression.

"Nothing is wrong, just kind of chilly outside. Can I borrow a thicker hoodie or a blanket?" I ask shyly.

Liam looks around and pulls a hoodie off the rack. "Here you go, this should keep you warmer than that thin one you have on."

"Thanks". I start back out the door.

"Hey are you not going to wait for us?" Louis asks while putting his shoes on.

"Ummm I guess I can."

He walks back over to me putting his arm around my shoulder. "That's a good girl." I shoot him a dirty look as he chuckles at me.

"Real funny. Bossy." I shoot back him rolling my eyes.

"Nah, not bossy just trying to be helpful, plus you did steal my hoodie."

"How so?"

"Well, we don't anyone kidnapping our songwriter." Niall says with a smile.

Again I roll my eyes then sit Indian style in the large plush chair. I'm feeling ready for a nap I just want to go back to the room. I pull out my notepad and look over my lyrics and keep thinking about what else I'm missing this will eat at me until it is done.

"Alexandria, we are about to leave. Come on." Liam holds his hand to me and pulls me up effortlessly.  How strong is he?

"I'm coming. And again it is just Alex." He nods his head in understanding.

We start to head down the hallway to the outside and I can already hear the fans screaming. I feel anxiety wash over me, I've already had one person be mean to me I don't need their fans going nuts on me either. I've seen how their fans act.  "You ok?" Liam asks me again. He is definitely a caring person.

"I don't know, I'll let you know once we make it through the crowd."

Without further conversation he grabs my hand tightly then looks at me with an intense stare, "Don't let go because you might get lost."

I can feel my eyes getting larger with concern. "Ok." I say so low that is comes out as a whisper.

As the door opens the cool night air hits us. The girls and the paparazzi are screaming and asking questions. "Liam are you dating her?" "Who is she?" And so forth and so on. I was expecting the grip Liam had on my hand to weaken but he held on tight to it.

We finally get into the van and I breathing calms down a bit. "That was intense. Your fans are just wow."

"Aye! It happens but that wasn't too bad. By the way did Lou get ahold of you? I don't remember you wearing any makeup when you got here. You look beautiful either way."  Niall says.

I blush at his comment "Yeah, Lou got to me. She did a great job."

Niall places his head on my shoulder. "I knew you would love her!  She is great with makeup and hair, plus she is an awesome person to hang out with."

"Agreed" we state in unison. The rest of the ride was pretty quiet until. "So Alex has already come up with a song." Three sets of eyes are focused on me even though the car is dark.

"Seriously?" Louis asks as he turns around in his seat.

"Yeah, but I only have a chorus and a verse nothing really special."

"Nothing special? Mates, she sounds great!" Niall says. I honestly wished he would shut up.

"When can we hear it?" Harry states so low that you almost didn't hear it.

"Not tonight maybe tomorrow, after I have more or it is atleast finished." I state in a flat tone.

We pile out of the van with out any issue. I really want to finish this song and maybe work out. I need to get rid of this gut. I decide to change into my work out clothes then listen to more music to get some more inspiration.  I know it is kind of late but listening to more music might help me finish this song.  

"Are you going to bed already?  The night is still young love."  Niall states when he sees me almost sprinting to my room.

"Not exactly, I just have some work I'd like to finish up."  I really want to finish this song on my own and without anymore distractions.  

"Ohhh, well if you change your mind you can come to my room and hang out."  Niall replies as he pulls my phone from my hands, "Here's my number."

"Thanks.  I'll keep that in mind dear."  I take my phone back then go into my room.  It takes no time for me to change into my work out gear.  I grab my phone, headphones, and room key then head to the hotel's gym.  I figure since it was so late at night no one would be in there.  After thirty minutes of being on the elliptical I have more to the song.....almost.  I take a break so I start stretching.  

I have an odd feeling that someone is in here with me, so I turn around towards the door and see Liam only a few feet from me.  He walks closer to me with a towel over his shoulder dressed in a  plain white tank top and black basketball shorts.  "Hey what are you doing down here?" he asks casually as he walks over to the bench press.  

"Sorry Liam, I didn't hear you come in.  I guess my music is a little too loud."  I reply pulling the earbuds from my ears then pause the music. "I'm trying to work out and such."

"Ohhh ok.  But why?"  

Was this guy serious?  I cock my head to the side and give him a confused look.  "Liam, have you even looked at me?  I'm fat.  I'm . . ."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa.  You aren't fat.  I'd say you are thick which isn't a bad thing.  What are you trying to achieve?"

"I want to be sexy.  I want to feel completely beautiful.  Nothing fancy."

"You do realize beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  I think you are beautiful, I mean if you want to do anything and please don't take offense but, you can always tone up."  Liam starts his stretching.  "How about I work out with you.  I always need an outlet so I work out sometimes after a shower then before we leave I usually box with my trainer."

"Are you sure I won't hold you back?  I'm not really in advanced in any work out routine."  

"That's ok we can modify it to where you are comfortable."  he puts his hand up for a high five, "Plus what is the worst that can happen?"

"Well ok then, you have a work out buddy."  I meet his hand for a high five.  This might actually be good for me.  We start by doing some stretches with some music playing.  The conversations is at a minimal aside from him showing me what work out we are doing next until he gets to the bench press.  He is piling on atleast 200lbs.  "Umm dear heart, I know you know your limits but, are you sure you can lift that?  That is more than what I weigh."

He stops putting the weights on then looks at me with his hand on his hip. Without saying a word he picks me up like he is going to carry me over the threshold, "Alex, I've got this.  You aren't heavy at all".  My body is slightly tense in his arms because I have a HUGE fear he is going to drop me. "Quit tensing, I won't drop you.  If I do I'll buy you what ever you want."  He chuckles as he moves around the gym with me in his arms to prove he is more than capable of handling my weight and the bench press.

"Ok.  You have proved a point.  You can put me down now."  I say giggling at him even though I didn't want to put me down.  His arms feel like a safe space.  <sigh> Don't fall for him, you know he is a celebrity and will only hurt you. Oh well, a girl can dream.

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Liam's POV

I didn't plan on working out tonight, but really glad I did.  Having this time alone with Alex is really nice, I knew when we first met she was a person with low self esteem, but I didn't think it was this bad.  I wonder who told her she was fat.  She isn't skinny by any means, but who wants a bean pole?  Her body type is just thick, I wouldn't kick her out of bed by any means.  My goal is to build her up so that she knows she is beautiful.  

It has been a while since I've seen a girl who is comfortable enough to walk around in public without any make up on.  I think that is she lost too much weight she wouldn't look right.  Her ass in the yoga pants is mind blowing since they hug her ass like a glove.  The tank top she has on has a low scoop neck and shows off a great amount of cleavage.  I already know what I'll be doing after working out with her.  Rosy Palmer and her five friends have been my best friend lately, and frankly Alex is adding images to my mind.  

"Liam are you listening to me?"  Alex snaps her fingers in my face.  Right now, I need to focus on her emotions not on little Liam.

"Yeah, sorry.  I was zoned out.  What were you saying?"  

"I asked if you play any instruments."  she looks at me with a funny expression then shakes her head.

"I play the piano and have been learning the guitar but nothing crazy yet.  Speaking of music....  when can I hear the song you wrote today?"  I haven't forgotten that Niall said she wrote something so quick but, I think she is still nervous about displaying her talents even though that is what she is here for.  Hesitation washing over her face. "Don't be shy love, it's just me."  I flash her a bright sweaty smile.

She nibbles on her lip ring as she is thinking things through, she inhales a deep breath, "I guess after we work out I can play it for you.  It isn't finished yet though."

"Maybe I can help you finish it.  Ok?  Three more and we are done for the night."  After we finished working out, I walk her to her room and agree to meet back in thirty minutes giving her plenty of time to shower and work her nerves out.  I'm really excited to hear what she has so far I feel like her songs might help make this album be great since Zayn has left. I really do miss my best mate.  <sigh>  Ohh well.

I knock on her door and wait for her to let me in.  Her freshly washed face is glowing with red cheeks, guessing she didn't have to take a cold shower like yours truly.  She is in oversized sweatpants that are rolled down with a cami.  I have a feeling that all her clothes make her look sexy even though she doesn't realize it.  "Are you sure you want to listen to it?"  

"Yes Alex, let's hear what you have so far."  I sit on the edge of the bed while she has her back against the headboard with a fascinating acoustic guitar in her lap.  I can tell she is a focused song writer because she has papers scattered across the bed along with her MacBook and various other pieces of  recording equipment.  She takes a deep breathe and starts singing, her voice is really quite beautiful, I wonder why she didn't ask for a recording contract.  "Wow!  Niall said the lyrics were great but wow.  You are quite talented.  What prompted the song?"

"Harry hurting my feelings then calling Tori to remind me to never let anyone drag me down."  She states simple with a half smile on her face.  "Plus listening to Maroon 5 gave me inspiration regarding the melody and etc.  My mind is a musical playground at times."

"Well what all do you have in mind for instruments?" Her mind is a musical playground that I want to play on.  I wonder what else we can do.  "So you need a hook to build up to the chorus?"  

"Yeah, I've been working on it but I'm not sure how it should go.  So far I've been thinking about if I didn't have them I wouldn't be something."

I inhale deeply and think on her ideas, then it hits, "How about:

If I didn't have you there would be nothing left

The shell of a man who could never be his best

If I didn't have you, I'd never see the sun

You taught me how to be someone, yeah"

"I like it!  It would be great after the first part of the verse.  I was thinking instead of a different verse make it repeat itself to reenforce the feelings of the song.  Saying you are strong and never leaving."  She looks so passionate about this, I can look at her and see all the wheels turning.  This union of her working with us might be great.  "I'm thinking that after the chorus it should be:

Nobody, nobody

Nobody can drag me down

Nobody, nobody

Nobody can drag me.

I want it to feel like a slight rock anthem, you know?"  she simply states.

"I think we already have a song, you are a genius!  Simon was right about you."

"Thanks, so do you want to help me figure out some instruments while you sing the demo version?"  

"Since it is your song, how about a duet."  I want the guys to not only see her talent in the lyrics, but I want them to hear her voice.  She bites her lip ring again, indicating she is nervous.  "Come on don't be shy, it'll be ok."

"Fine, I'll do it.  I swear you and Niall keep suckering me into doing things that are totally out of my element."

"Is it such a bad thing?"

"No, it just gives me slight anxiety.  I've been working on breaking out of my shell and just being more happy but most importantly, not worrying about what everyone else thinks."

"Anytime you feel like you are going to freak out just tell me, I'm a great listener."  I rub her leg in a comforting manner she returns a small smile, "Now that we are done with the sappy moment lets see if we can figure this out."

We start putting the instruments together in a crude band set up, it would be better if we had all the actual instruments here but, it works for now.  Maybe we can get time with a proper recording studio or at the very least get the band to play it.  Last time I look at the clock is 2 am and even though her eyes are getting heavy she is still trying to arrange the music like she hears it. This is what I call a true musician/songwriter/producer.  I'm impressed.  

[fimawari]

How to hopefully not get arrested and staying safe:

Ok, all this info jargin I'm about to dump on you comes from both research and personal experience (I'm a firefighter/medic, sometimes we work close with police - and then sometimes they're kicking out asses at softball, but enough of that). But this is a long ass guide on how to hopefully not get arrested.

1. Film: Now this one's kinda obvious but film fuckin everything for evidence. But also, make the officer aware that you are recording them to avoid other legal bullshit even though it's suppose to be legal to film in public - just tell em that your filming for your own safety. They will also know then they are being watched on their actions. Even better, travel in pairs if you can, another eye witness.

2. Be polite: Now look, I get it - you don't like em, you hate em, you want to boil their guts etc etc. But this ain't the time. Getting even slightly rude can be classified as some bullshit like "resisting" or "harassing" an officer, and you'll get a bigger ticket, fine, get your shit towed, or congrats, arrested.

3. Know your rights: Amendment 4 protects you from illegal search and seizure. This applies more to being pulled over or they're coming to your house. If they ask if they can search your vehicle, say "are you asking me or are you telling me?" If they are asking, you can refuse, but if they're ordering you - just get out of the car, even if it seems unnecessary, so they can't chalk that up to a resistance and try to escalate the situation.

God forbid, If you think a cop has framed you - calm down. I know you have every damn right to be raging and belligerent, but don't make it worse, that's what they want you to do. Wait until you see the judge and a lawyer, then go off. Any evidence you can use, use it.

4. Don't give anymore info then what's required:

I'm a blabber mouth, I like to chat it up with anyone - but I'm telling you, zip it. Don't give them any more information that isn't necessary. Unless you do know the person, you don't know the cop. They could legitmentally be trying to chat it up with you, but many are trained to do so. Some might be trying even to provoke you, use things against you. Save it for everywhere else, but if it's just you and a cop alone, this ain't the time to die stupid.

The sad and complicated thing behind the issue is that their is indeed a human behind the cop. They're aren't a robot programmed with one thing. They have free will, like any other person does. They could be nice and decent, or they could be a deranged psychotic lunatic who got past the checks and now look they're in a dangerous position of power **cough cough** Chauvin **cough cough**. And another scary thing with humans - they make mistakes, they can get scared, anxious, upset, nervous. This is dangerous. Scaring someone with a gun strapped to their side, never a good idea. Because they are human it's impossible half the time to know what they are thinking and so you must always precede with caution. We as humans will roughly meet about 20,000 people in person in our entire life time. There are over 680,000 active in the police force. I've met cops who give fucking teddy bears and shit to kids and don't load their guns because they'd rather die then shoot anyone, and I've met douchebags who seemed to hate their job, acted horribly irresponsible, and just a shitty attitude. I've met a cop who saved me from a suicide attempt and stayed with me the whole ambulance ride, and I've met one that laughed and berated me for trying to save a friend. I've met one that fixed people's plumbing and heating for free in their spare time, and then there was the one that arrested my driver for parking the firetruck "to close to the hydrant" THAT'S WHERE WERE SUPPOSED TO BE. I've met the older country cop who just wants to talk about fishing all day, and I've met several rookies, fresh out of camp, who are freaking the fuck out because this is all new shit to them and "what do you mean I can't park the cruiser on the front lawn?" And finally, I've watched one man, who got punched in the face repeatedly by a suspect, but still refused to injure them, and talked them down instead of using force. Kudos to you dude if you're still alive.

You never know what the hell you're going to get. Prepare for the worst. Prepare for the deranged psychopath and act accordingly.

5. Some tips for the protesting right now:

Stay safe. Don't engage whatsoever with a cop, don't do illegal shit (and if you do don't get caught) Stick to the center of the herd for protection.

In the event things go south, the herd is now you're enemy essentially. When a crowd of people stampede, they act like one giant entity. Get to the side lines, and slowly try to make your away against the flow to escape a trample. You can do this by inching sideways down a wall.

There are a million guides to gear and stuff to wear, as well as what to bring and what to avoid, so I won't go into it too much, but I can't stress enough about bringing food and water and a first aid kit. You will drop blood sugar so fast sweating in a crowd, you won't see it coming. If you have severe medical problems - this should be a given - don't go, it atleast don't go unprepared.

Also, the police aren't your only enemy in a rioting crowd. There are pickpockets lurking too to take advantage of the chaos. Everyone's got their own reason for being there, and it may not match your own. Can't say how many times I've been groped in a crowd. Carry pepper spray.

6. Learn yee some codes: codes can vary even by county - learn the appropriate ones for your location, so you can actually understand what the hell they're talking about. Also, so you know you are actually in a police scanner and not something else. We've had a few people protest over radios at the police, and we have to tell them along the lines of "Um sir, this is a walky-talky channel for a bunch of junior Firefighter's" or "Mam this is a direct channel to *hospital name*, not a police scanner."

Don't be that one guy that interupts an EMS call to someone dying somewhere. You can get charged with so many things, even upwards of involuntary manslaughter if you prevent a patient from getting treatment. Shit happens.

7. Detainment isn't being arrested: this is just a general one, but if they say you're being "detained" and put you in cuffs, don't put up a fight. They aren't arresting you dummy they're just making sure you don't run off or try to shank em.

[imagining-hogwarts]

Just friends - Young!Sirius Black imagine

Request 1: Could you please do a young!Sirius x reader imagine, where they are best friends that slowly fall in love with each other!

Request 2: Hello! Can I get a Sirius x reader imagine where the Marauders are throwing a Halloween party and Sirius reveals his feelings and leads to smut? Thank you!

A/N: So I got request 1 recently, and I found request 2 among my very old inbox-mails. So I thought I’d take two birds with one stone so to speak. Although I haven’t really made up my mind regarding how I feel about writing smut.. I have nothing against it, I read it, but I don’t know how I feel writing about it.. Also, this is actually the longest imagine I’ve ever written. I’m honestly pretty proud over myself for letting it take it’s time and not rushing it. I’m pretty satisfied with how it turned out. Hope you like it!

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You had never seen the boys this excited before. They were practically skipping through the great hall towards you, as they talked to each other with frantic voices. 

They all took a seat next to you and Marlene who were eating breakfast. Well Marlene was eating breakfast, you were far to busy trying to finish the potions essay Slughorn had given you a couple days back.

“Guys, you will never guess what we have planned!” Sirius said as he took a seat opposite you, almost knocking over your cup of juice.

Marlene raised an eyebrow at him, unimpressed. “What? Is it another party?”

Sirius looked back at her, disappointed. “Well you’re no fun..” he said as he took a bite of your cinnamon bun.

You smiled into the cup you had just saved from Sirius as you took a sip, continuing with your essay. The boys throwing a party wasn’t exactly a rare thing.

“But listen, guys, this is not a regular common-room party. It’s halloween-themed!” James leaned over the table, trying to get you to pay attention. “Isn’t it brilliant!”

“Yeah sure, who could’ve guessed. You know, since it’s one week until halloween and all.” James rolled his eyes at Marlenes comment. “But I mean sure, I’ll come. You guys do know how to throw parties.”

Sirius seemed to be waiting for you to say something about whether you were coming or not. You didn’t notice though since you had your nose in your potions-book. “Y/N? You’re coming too right?”

“Uhm.. well..” You didn’t even look up as you answered him, you were to busy. “I do have this essay I have to finish.. And also some homework from all the extra classes I’m taking.” You paused as you wrote a few more words. “I should practice charms aswell so.. I guess we’ll see..”

“If I had that much to balance I would probably explode” Peter said, looking shocked.

Sirius just looked at you silently, concerned.

“Well we’re going to hogsmeade to find all the decorations and stuff for the party.” Remus said as he stood up, James and Peter following. “You coming Sirius?”

“Go ahead, I’ll catch up with you.” Sirius said, still keeping his eyes on you.

The boys scrambled away through the door to the great hall.

“Y/N, I don’t want you to feel stressed out about homework.” Sirius tried to catch your eye but he didn’t succeed. “Remember how it went last year?”

“Mhm..” You mumbled, barely listening. It wasn’t until you felt his hand on top of yours that you look up at him and met his eyes. Concerned, beautiful grey eyes.

“I’m just worried about you.” It wasn’t unusal for Sirius to be worried about you, and for good reason. Last year you had gotten so stressed about all the things you had to do, it had ended in a big breakdown late at night in the gryffindor common room. Sirius had found you, books and unfinished homework everywere, and you crying on the couch. He had taken you up to his room and let you sleep next to him all night, holding you. Your friends had often questioned your friendship, -whether or not it was only a friendship. But you had never been nothing more than best friends.

“Just promise you’ll take a break and come hang out with us this weekend? For me?” His hand still on yours.

A smiled formed on your lips. “Okey fine, I promise. I’ll take a break.”

“Good.” He smiled broadly as he squeezed your hand. A warm feeling flooded your body. “See you guys later then!” You gazed at his back as he got up and ran towards the exit, trying to catch up with the others. His black curls bouncing at the back of his neck. You snapped out of it as you noticed Marlene staring at you with an eyebrow raised. You had barely remembered she was there.

“What?” You couldn’t read the look on her face. Like she was trying to prove something obvious but you couldn’t understand what it was.

“Oh my god Y/N” She groaned. “Are you really that oblivious?”

You still couldn’t understand what she was talking about.

She sighed at your look of confusion. “You’re really telling me there’s no feelings between you and Sirius?”

This again? “How many times are you going to bring this up?”

“Y/N, please, can’t you see the way he looks at you? It’s so obvious.”

“Stop it, Sirius and I are just friends! It’s totally platonic.”

She rolled her eyes and went back to focus on her magazine. “Yeah, we’ll see how long that’ll last..”

You didn’t answer, you just looked towards the exit again where Sirius had just disappeared. There’s nothing more. You thought to yourself. Totally platonic..

---

“I don’t know about this..” You sighed as you looked yourself in the mirror.

“What are you talking about?” Marlene was doing her makeup on the other side of the room. She was dressing up as a cat. Classic. “You look totally smoking hot!”

You turned around and tried tugging your shorts down a bit. It felt like they were barely covering your behind. “Half my ass is showing!”

“Oh stop it, it’s sexy!”

The rest of your legs were covered in black fishnet tights. You were wearing high boots, a crop top, jacket and your hair was in two ponytails, one of them colored pink and the other one blue.

“Don’t forget the baseball bat!” Marlene exclaimed as she inspected your look.

You grabbed the baseball bat and held it against your shoulder.

Marlene had convinced you to dress up as Harley Quinn. Although you were not so sure about it anymore.

“Alright, let’s get this over with.” You sighed as you and Marlene headed towards the door.

The party was in full swing as you two walked down the stairs to the common room. It was packed with people and the music was blasting through the speakers.

As you slowly decended down the stairs, you spotted the back of Sirius in the middle of the crowd. Almost as if he could sense you were coming, he turned around and looked straight at you. Your heart skipped a beat.

You didn’t really know what to make of the look he gave you. At first he stared at you for a few seconds, stunned. But then his face softened and a small smile formed on his face before he made his way towards you.

He was wearing his usual black jeans, and an unbuttoned white shirt. His whole upper-body was showing, tattoos were covering his chest and abs, a big chain hanging from his neck. You forced your eyes to look back up at his face. His face was covered in white makeup. His hair was colored green.

He was dressed up as the joker.

He chuckled a little as he studied you. “I guess great minds think alike.” His eyes scanned your body up and down, his eyes lingering for just an extra second on your legs.

Your cheeks felt hot as you smiled shyly towards the ground. “Yeah I guess so.” You looked into his eyes again and he did the same. You just watched each other for a few seconds, small smiles on your faces.

You almost jumped as you felt a hand grabbing your shoulder. Turning around you’d come face to face with Remus and James.

“Y/N! You’re finally here!” Remus smiled at you and hugged you. You could tell that he’d already had the time to shallow a few fire-whiskey shots.

You laughed. “Hi Remus.”

James placed a around your shoulder. “You don’t have a drink in your hand though. And you know we can’t have that. What are you feeling tonight? We’ve got a huge assortment. Come with me.” He started to lead you away, towards the drinks.

You shot a glace back towards Sirius. He chuckled as he watched you go.

---

It was an understatement that this party had been the best one of the year so far. It was probably the best one the marauders had thrown ever. You had been dancing, drinking, singing, laughing and having the best time ever. You hadn’t really talked to Sirius that much this evening. Atleast not alone. There had however been alot of watching. From both of you. Especially while dancing, your eyes would lock and it would end up with you blushing and looking away. There had also been a few incidents where you had noticed some random ravenclaw girl trying to chat him up. You didn’t really know why you were watching, you didn’t really invest in Sirius’s dating life normally. You were just curius about how he would handle the girl, just curius. But as soon as you started watching, Sirius’s eyes darted up, looking back at you. And then it would seem like he wasn’t even listening to the girl who were standing opposite him, trying to talk to him. He would just watch you instead, a small smile forming on his lips once again. And you would feel a heat rushing through your chest towards your stomach.

You turned around and walked towards the table as you tried to shake the feeling that something was different between the two of you. You needed a drink.

While pouring another glass of firewhiskey, you could see from the corner of your eye, someone coming over and leaning against the table, right next to you.

“Another glass huh?”

You put the bottle down, and picked the glass up. “It’s a party after all.” You turned around and leaned against the table too, taking a sip. “No luck with that Ravenclaw girl?” You didn’t look at him as you spoke, you looked down at your firewhiskey.

“I wasn’t really feeling it.” He shrugged.

You looked at him. “Really? You? Sirius Black, turning down the chance to spend the night with a beautiful girl?” You laughed. “Who are you and what have you done to my friend?”

“Maybe she wasn’t the beautiful girl I would really like to spend the night with.” He looked at you dead in the eyes.

Your laugh died down as you watched him. You could literally feel the electricity in the air. Something was definitely different between the two of you.

“Hey, do you want to dance?” He broke the silence.

“Uhm, yeah.. Sure!” You smiled, a little suprised at his sudden offer.

He took your hand and led you out onto the dance floor, placing your arms around his neck and his hands against the small of your back.

“Uhm, Sirius..? You know this isn’t a slow song right?” You said as the people next to you kept on dancing to the upbeat song blasting in your ears.

“I know.” He said as he pulled you a little closer. “Just let me have this.”

You danced for a few minutes, not saying anything, just swaying from side to side. You didn’t really mind that people around you thought it was a little weird, all you could focus on was Sirius’s grey eyes. And his large hands, pulling you close to his body. You felt warm. Safe.

He leaned his forhead against yours and you could feel your heart starting to speed up.

You looked up at him. “Sirius..” barely a whisper.

“Schh.. I need to try something..” He slowly brought his hand up to your cheek, caressing it carefully.

 It felt like ages, until you could finally feel his lips against yours. Gentle at first. But as soon as he could feel you kissing him back, he grabbed your face with both of his hands. Stroking your cheeks with his thumbs.

You both pulled away, breathless. Staring at each other for a few seconds before you both burst into happy grins and laughter.

He pulled a strand of hair from your face and placed it behing your ear. “You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.”

“Actually, I think I do.” You laughed. “I think I’ve known for a while, but.. I haven’t really admitted it to myself.”

“Known what?”

“That I love you, Sirius.” You blushed.

He caressed your cheek once again with a huge smile on his face. “I love you too.” Just as he was about to lean in to kiss you again, you were interrupted by Marlene’s voice.

“Oh finally!” She exclaimed.

The both of you turned your heads towards the side, only to find Marlene, James, Remus and Peter watching you guys.

“I told you it would happen! Pay up!” Peter looked slightly disappointed as he handed over the money to James.

“Awww” Remus watched you guys with glittering eyes. “So cute”

“Oh sod off!” Sirius exclamied, holding you tight as you buried your head against his neck, blushing.

[pastel-galaxy]

Only You (Dom!Jungwoo X Reader)

//I was in the middle of writing a Bangchan fic but @kuromiikuns brought Dom!Jungwoo to my attention so of course I abandoned all else to focus on this way more important task. Read at your own risk ;) 

Btw, this was the message that person sent to me that inspired this fic. AHEM. “No just imagine you’re teasing him one day because he’s babie and calling him a sub and stuff and he suddenly shoves you up against a wall and grabs you by your shirt, and you’re forced to look up at him with a submissive gaze as he tells you-”.....You’re wish is my command kind ma’am. Enjoy~

 You and your boyfriend, Jungwoo had spent the last 2 hours or so watching NCT content on Youtube that the fans had made. Specifically, Jungwoo content. You guys would laugh at the silly edits Nctzens had made, you watching him get flustered when you cooed at his cuteness in other edits. A bowl of popcorn had been made about twenty minutes into your Youtube journey, but was now empty. As were the two cups, once filled with cola but now only holding it’s fizzy remnants. 

  A few more videos later, and you decided the coffee table was too crowded for your liking. So, you stood up, Jungwoo’s wide eyes following you, and picked up the empty cups and bowl, making your way to the kitchen wash them.

 “Babyyyy..” You heard your boyfriend whine from the living room and you giggled, finding it just as cute as the fans would. It wasn’t long before you felt his arms around your waist, back hugging you while he looked over your shoulder. You found his embrace nice, comforting, and warm in the bitter coolness of your apartment, thus prompting your pout when he pulled away immediately. 

 “Oh!” He exclaimed, his eyes following your actions. “Let me help, Jagi.” His hands diligently rolled up the sleeves of his sweater, attempting to gently push you aside so he could do the dishes instead. However, when you gave him a stern gaze, letting his name roll off of your tongue in a warning tone. A pout graced his lips as he actually backed off, walking to your counter and lifting himself to sit on it’s surface. You snickered, finishing of the dishes, but not without atleast one snarky remark. 

 “Your fans are right, Woo. You’re the cutest, subbiest, baby boy.” You giggled, not paying much mind to his pout as you adjusted the clean dishes in the drying rack. 

 “Am not.” He retorts childishly, the sulky lip somehow finding a way to incorporate itself in his voice.

 “You are, though. Just accept it. Don’t worry, I like it.” You winked back at him before turning back to dry your hands on a rag. Silence coursed throughout the room, and you were about to turn around to call for Jungwoo, but a body suddenly trapped you between it and the kitchen sink before you could. It startled you, the rag in your hands falling onto the floor with a sound of surprise coming your lips. 

 You could feel his abdomen shift as he leaned so his lips brushed your ear, warm breath caressing your skin. Time stood still for a while, you were only able to feel the chest against your back and the breath on your ear as no words were spoken from either of you. Finally, your boyfriend’s voice growled into your ear, a tone you had never heard from him before. Something foreign, straying so far from the usual soft, smooth voice you were used to hearing from the boy. 

 “You shouldn’t argue with me so much, Y/N. It isn’t healthy.” He whispers, pressing a tender kiss to the shell of your ear. 

 “You wanna try telling me I’m a sub again?” He chuckles, hands slipping beneath your shirt to caress your hips. The heavy tone in his voice sounded dangerour, but you had both played this game before. This ended the same way every time. Which was always with Jungwoo lying beneath you, shamelessly begging for mercy. 

 “Sure. You ARE my little, submissive, whiny baby boy, after all~” You smirk, dragging every word out and waiting to feel his face nuzzle your shoulder as his skin heats up. Jungwoo, dominant? Never. 

 But that feeling never comes. Your shoulder stands alone, and a strange feeling begins to erupt in your gut. Was he being serious? There was no way.. 

 “Y/N..” He whispers, lips brushing your ear and trailing hot, wet kisses down the expanse of your neck. You hold in a moan, still in disbelief that he hasn’t given up yet. This didn’t make sense. You were always the one in control. Not him. You always made him embarrassed and shy. You always got him all hot and bothered. You always got him to be the one begging and pleading. Not the other way around. 

 “Get out of those thoughts, little one.” You can hear the smirk in his voice. He was being a brat, and you were about tired of it. Turning around abruptly, against his body, you began to scold. 

 “Jungwoo, you know better than to-” You were cut off when your face met with Jungwoo’s sweater instead of his face, only now realizing how small you were compared to him. How much he towered over you. You suddenly didn’t have the guts to look up, feeling tiny next to his lanky figure. You never had this trouble before. What was the difference this time?

 “Awww, you’re so small~” Jungwoo teases. You could feel his eyes burning holes into the top of your head as you stared at your feet, fingers fiddling with each other with nerves, trying to ignore the heat rising into your cheeks.

 “Oh no, baby. You were so confident earlier. What happened to that big, bad, /dominant/ Y/N, hm~” he cooed, tilting his head and feigning a cute face of confusion, even though you couldn’t see it. Your eyes were stuck to the floor, toes curling in your socks against the floor painfully tight. 

 “Look at me, baby.” His voice, while still soft and cute as it usually was, now held a commanding undertone, shaking you to the core. Shivers sent down your spine, ending only as they reached the growing pool of heat between your legs. You weren’t used to this, but your body sure seemed to enjoy it. 

 When you didn’t look up like he told you, Jungwoo took it upon himself to place his forefinger under you chin, lifting your face to him as his thumb glided softly over your bottom lip. His eyes scanned your face, pupils larger and darker than you remember them being just ten minutes ago. He exhaled, glancing at his feet and scoffing before meeting your eyes again, smirk stretching the left corner of his mouth. 

 “Look at you..” He mumbled gruffly, tugging his lip between his teeth.

 “You go on and on about being the dominant one, but if only you could see your face right now..” He chuckled, taking in every feature of it once again. Your wide, glistening eyes, your pink-dusted cheeks and ears, your pouty bottom lip. He wanted to remember all of it, from your face to the way you were folding your hands so politely, to the way you were still cutely curling your toes. He was doing his best to burn it into the deepest crevice of his mind so he would never forget it. He couldn’t get enough.

 “Jungwoo-”

 “Don’t. Speak.” He growled, taking a few short breaths as you watched him slowly lose his composure. “God, I want to ruin you.” Was the last thing he said before crashing his lips harshly onto yours. You didn’t even have time to process this action before feeling Jungwoo’s tongue shoved into your mouth, exploring everything it could reach. An involuntary noise rattled your chest, muffled by the lips suffocating your own. Jungwoo seemed to notice this, a huff of laughter coming from his nose. 

 Your body grew hot, blood rushing and heart hammering against your chest. You didn’t know what to do, this was all so new to you. Your lips trembled against your boyfriends, and for a minute it was like you forgot how to kiss. Hesistantly, you began to move your lips against his, feeling the way his smirk returned. Finally feeling like you could move again, you kissed back with fervor, getting the hang of it and teasing his tongue with your own. Slowly, you tried to gain control back, wrestling his tongue and suckling it softly, knowing it makes him weak. 

 Quickly, Jungwoo pulls away, and your chest filled with a slight sense of pride. It was short lived, however as not even three seconds later, you felt soft, warm lips on your neck, trailing them down your neck in a series of wet kisses. He sucked on your sweet spot, groaning and grabbing your hips when your knees buckle. Your sudden loss of control allowed him to easily lift you into the air, wrapping your legs around his waist. During this, you mistakenly brushed your hips against the front of Jungwoo’s pants, to which earned a gutteral growl. Something inside of Jungwoo snapped, and his feet seemed to move on their own as they walked away from the sink, pushing your back roughly into the kitchen wall, teeth tugging at the skin between your neck and shoulder. 

 The only noises in the room now were soft, suckling sounds along with the quiet whimpers rumbling in your throat. Jungwoo pushed his hips against yours, grinding hard and slow. At this point, any thought of taking control had disappeared, replaced with thoughts of lust and desire. You’d do anything, admit anything he wanted you to if only it would end with you both getting off. You were desperate for release, the throbbing between your legs becoming more and more intense, more and more unbearable. This simple grinding with both you in your clothes was nothing near enough. You needed more. And if that meant giving up control for once, then let you be named the biggest sub in existence. You just needed a proper fuck. 

 “J..Jungwoo.” You moaned, threading your fingers through his hair gently.

 He pulled away. “What is it, baby?” He knew what he was doing to you. He could sense that you were giving up. He had won. 

 “I need you..I need more.” You cried softly, attempting to grind your own hips into his, but the position you were in denied you of that ability. He chuckled sinisterly. 

 “I’d be glad to give you more baby. But only if you admit something for me.” 

 You already knew what it was he wanted you to say. Did you want to say it? Of course not. Because you knew it wasn’t true. But right now, you could care less about your pride. You’d do whatever it takes. 

 “Yes yes, whatever you want.” You panted, gasping as he grinded particularly hard all of a sudden, a whine tearing through the back of your throat. 

 “Admit you’re my subby little baby. Tell me that no one can dominate you like I do. And say it loud and clear, I want to hear you.” He whispered sexily into your ear, his hips still working up into yours. You were so turned on it was unreal. You would have never taken yourself as a sub..but you guys tend to discover something new everyday through your relationship. 

 “I..I-I..” you stuttered, the rough sensations below and the tongue toying with your ear lobe melting your brain from the inside out.

 “I’m your subby baby, Jungwoo. You..You’re the only one who can dominate me this way. Only you..” Your hands clinged to the back of Jungwoo’s shirt for dear life, knuckles turning white as the material tightened around his chest, showing the outlines of his pecs and collarbones. 

 “That’s my good girl~” The praise was whispered into your neck, a few more kisses placed over it’s expanse before you were removed from the wall, giggling when you felt Jungwoo carrying you towards your bedroom. 

 “I think you’ve earned a reward~”