#she got 1 wrong cause the quiz is grading the right answer as wrong and even if you put the opposite answer next time around

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Guardian of creatures; AU! Queen x oc female x reader Chap.5

*Author’s note*

And here we go with the next chapter. Again not much warning here but I do ask you guys to listen to the music I have set up for you all to listen as you read the scene that follows :) So until the next update my lovelies and I hope you enjoy this chapter (and yes I use Harry Potter spells in this cause I can’t make up words to save my butt that’ll sound like real spells).

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Chapter 5,

The lessons begin

Monday evening, just as the sun was beginning to set, you had arrived back at the mansion of magic (kinda a cool name for it huh?) with your stuff packed. John and Serafina insisted that since you were to be studying magic, it would be wise to just go ahead and move in with all of them, so as to not draw attention to yourself as you practice the spells and incantations you were about to learn.

Brian and Roger greeted you outside the mansion and as you opened up your car door and shut it Brian tells you.

“We’ll take your things to your room. John and Serafina expect you in the library right away.”

“Are you sure you don’t need my help taking in my stuff?” you ask the Elf and the Nokken.

“Child we’ve taken down large ships and giant trolls long before you were born. I think we can manage a few dozen boxes.”

“Okay. But it’s not a dozen boxes. Just seven or eight really.”

“Alright, now go on. They’re expecting you.” you head on inside and walked towards the same library where you first found out the truth about the young couple.

The two of them sitting together with Serafina on the same red velvet chair she sat at last time while John was leaning against it with his back.

“You’ve arrived. And right on time to. Be thankful you weren’t at our school. If you were even a second late, you were punished with detention.” John said.

“Believe me. My elementary and junior high schools definitely didn’t take tardiness lightly. Once my teacher in the 4th grade would literally smack your hand for every minute or second you were late with her ruler.” You shudder at the memory.

“Be thankful it was just a ruler. When Serafina was late one class, she was forced to work in the Forbidden forest with the grounds keeper for a week.”

“At nighttime. But it wasn’t all bad. Hagrid was fun to be around.” Serafina said.

“Hagrid?” you ask.

“An old friend of ours back in school. He first worked the school grounds during our 1st and 2nd years but by the time Year 3 came around he was promoted to Professor of the Magical creatures class.” Serafina responds.

“But enough of that. Are you ready to begin your lessons?”

“I’m ready.” You said confidently before turning around to walk out.  That’s when John says to you.

“Uhh where do you think you’re going?” you turn back around and say.

“Aren’t we going out into the garden or something to practice some magic? Like flying or levitating stuff.” The two of them then started to laugh.  At this point you were confused.  Why were they laughing? You thought you were actually gonna be learning magic and the point of learning magic was to actually do it.

“Oh sweetheart. I think you’re mistaken. So long as John and I are your professors, you will be learning the same way we were first taught.” Serafina turned to John and he nodded before going straight to the bookshelves.

His long yet elegant fingers stroked across various book spines till he would pick out a book and levitate it in the air before going onto the next one.  The book would follow right behind him as he would continue his search for more books.

Occasionally he’d blow off some dust from a book before joining it on top of the growing stack.  Finally he picked one last book before walking towards you.  He allowed the books to fall gently onto the table beside you before walking back towards Serafina and taking her hand in his.

“Let us know when you’ve read all of those.” He said as he guided Serafina out of the library.

“All of them?!” you exclaim.

“Basics darling. Always start with the basics.” Serafina’s voice soon called out.  You turn to the six Encyclopedia-sized books and let out a groan.

“And I thought I could kiss homework goodbye after I graduated.” You whined quietly.

‘If you’d like I can give you some cheese with that whine.’ John’s voice suddenly said in your head.  You jump back fearfully looking around. ‘Telepathic connections. You’ll learn it if you get cracking on those books. And if you’d want my advice, it’s best to read all the books at once. Saves time.’ Then all went quiet.

Read all the books at once? How was that even gonna be possible? These didn’t even look like a full book series.  But John is your professor now so if he says it’ll save time, then I guess I don’t have any other choice.

Plus reading all those books one by one will take forever. Hell it took you 2 months just to finish Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens. You pick up the books, oh god how you have not missed lugging around textbooks! And set them down at the desk nearby.  You pull up the chair and spread the books out one by one and you read each title.

The BOOK OF NOIR

The Incantations of Azarath.

The Enochian and Demonic hieroglyphs

Mythical creatures: Their origins and weaknesses

Hexes, charms and potions

Origins of magic

Okay then.  You turn the desk light on and open up each of the books and you start your reading, beginning with the “Origins of Magic”.

You decided to read at least seven pages for each book before moving onto the next one.  After reading the “Origins of magic” page limit you then turned to the ‘Incantations of Azarath’ which talked about white witch magic and how it can be used in battle as well as healing.

After that you proceeded with the Book of Noir which talked about the history of black magic and forbidden curses.  Followed by the Hexes, charms and potions, Mythical creatures, and stopping with the Enochian and Demonic hieroglyphs.  Page by page you devoured each and every single word and symbol.  You also took down some notes to ask John and Serafina to go in more depth about when you didn’t understand something.

You practically swallowed every bit of information you could. Of course Serafina would come in when it got so late that she felt you deserved a break and you could continue your readings tomorrow night.  Exhausted and tired from only reading a quarter of all six books, you allowed her to guide you back to your room and you just passed out right there on your bed. Not even bothering to change out of your clothes.

Weeks passed and by around the second week of May you finally finished reading all the books that your new ‘Professors’ had assigned you to do.  At first you thought they would then teach you how to do magic but wrong-o! Now it was quiz time.

Thankfully it wasn’t a written quiz, but your worst fear was that it was oral.  The three of you would walk around the gardens or go down to the lake and they both would quiz you on things from each of the books.

Like today for instance, you three were at the lake walking all around the perimeter of it and John asked you.

“True or false: A witch or wizard can freely mess with time without consequences. Say if they were to meet themselves from a past experience they had a week ago like talking to yourself when you had pizza?”

“False. It is forbidden for a witch of wizard to be seen by anyone at all when they mess with time. Terrible things can happen to wizards and witches who mess with time.” You answer.

“Correct. And—who was the first ever wizard to exist in history?” he asked again.

“Merlin. Born at the beginning of 24 AD. And he had three apprentices that made up the royal wizard bloodline that exists today.”

“And who were the three apprentices?”

“Balthazar, Morgana, and Archimedes.”

“That is absolutely correct.” John said impressed.

“Little fun fact, John here comes from Balthazar’s bloodline.” Serafina said.

“Really?”

“Yep. He is John’s great, great x11 grandfather.”

“So you’re like one of the royal wizard’s? That’s so cool!”

“It’s really not. Believe me I never really liked my own family history. At least up to a point. Don’t get me wrong Balthazar was a powerful wizard and a good one too. Never dabbled in black magic unlike Morgana the traitor. Thank god I’m not related to her.”

“I think we all are.” Serafina said.

“What about you Serafina? Are you tied with the royal bloodline?”

“Oh no, no. Not at all. My family—” she trailed off as she looked down at the lake.  Her eyes distant and solemn.  But quickly she recovered herself and said, “my family came around after the ties were broken. Long after Morgana’s betrayal.”

“After sealing Morgana away and burying his mentor and brother’s bodies, Balthazar was the only leading wizard to teach the rest of the witches and wizards of England. Soon families just started sprouting out but each of them had destined tasks to perform for the kingdom of Balthazar.” John explained.

“Now onto your knowledge of mythical creatures.” Serafina now took over for the quizzing. “Name the two weakness of a harpy.”

“You first need to strike them at the heart, but to fully be rid of them, you need to burn the body with fire.”

“Mm-hmm. Now which dragon is known to be the strongest? Fire or ice?”

“Fire.”

“Ahh! Which one? Blue fire or normal fire?”

“Blue fire because it’s hotter than even a bolt of lightning.”

“Correct. I dare say you must be as clever as I was when it came to magical creatures.”

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“I’ve got a question.” John suddenly spoke up. “What is the one way to kill a Nokken?” we then heard an offended nicker as just ahead of us was a horse.  But it was made of pure water.

“John Richard Deacon! You know how Roger hates you asking that question.” You turn and could see Roger’s pure white glowing eyes narrowing down at John.

“I’m merely just asking a question. And Nokks are known to have one weakness and I’m curious to know if (Y/n) knows it.” The two of them turned towards you and you say.

“Well uhh—their one weakness is. Wait don’t tell me don’t tell me I know it!”

You all were so focused on your answer that you didn’t see Roger slowly walking up towards the three of you still in his water horse form. He silently snuck up and stood behind John who had no idea just who was behind him.  You stop answering as you just stare at John.

In a split second, Roger grabs John by the sleeve of his shirt and threw him in the lake.  John let out a cry as he was thrown like a ragdoll into the water before coming up for air.

Roger then pranced around behind Serafina whinnying out what sounded like a laugh.  He then reared up as he continued to neigh and whinny.  Both you and Serafina couldn’t help but laugh as Serafina said.

“I told you love. He doesn’t like that question. Especially coming from you.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah ha-ha you got your laugh. You happy now Roger?” Roger set back down and his head bowed lowly, but his eyes still narrowed slightly at the wizard.

“That’s a Nokken’s weakness. Saying their name. In some aspects it’s been known to be the very thing to kill them. But for this cheeky stallion here it gets him to calm down.” Serafina tells you.

“Now this may not be my place to ask but I’ve gotta know. I mean Rog did kinda say it but I wanna hear it from you Serafina. Has he ever won at winning you over? Cause the book said that Nokken’s power over women is impossible to break. Even married women who have claimed to love their husbands have fallen prey to the Nokk’s powers.”

“I’ll admit when I first met him he was—charming, attractive, and cheeky. Like he is now.” Roger then came over nickering softly as he gently nudged her back with his head. “And I’ll also admit I did fall for his spell so it’s not like I was immune to it. But my love for John was stronger. And when I called out a few various names to free myself from this cheeky stallion’s control, I called out the name Roger and from there I was freed. He let me go. And returned back to the waters, never again to take me as his prey.”

“But he still flirts with you whenever he can. Much to my dismay.” John says as he finally gets himself out of the water. “Even though he was one of the witnesses to our wedding.”

“Yes but it’s a playful flirt. Trust me my love when I say that I’ve seen him flirt. And what he does around me is not flirting.” Roger nudged her head softly with his as he nickered lovingly.  His glowing eyes closing and his ears bent backward as she placed a hand under his muzzle, stroking it.

Roger then suddenly melted away.  His horse shape turned into nothing but a puddle but you saw it move right underneath Serafina’s feet.  Soon his horse form came back as she was now riding on top of Roger’s back.  She giggled and said.

“Not now you cheeky stallion. Maybe later, right now (Y/n) needs to continue their quizzing.” Roger huffed annoyed and looked up at her with pleading eyes. “No, no, no. No. No and no.”

“You know he’s not gonna stop. Why not you go and indulge him for a while, I can handle the quizzing for today.” John said as he snapped his fingers and dried himself off.

“You sure?” she asked him.

“Yes, yes, yes no go on before I change my mind. Besides he could do with the exercise, he’s gotten fat in this form.” Roger then roared in John’s face.  His tail twitched in anger as he also snorted in John’s face.

“Steady Roger, steady.” Serafina eased him as she stroked his strong and powerful horse neck.  Roger immediately calmed down as he closed his eyes once more and straightened himself up. “That’s my boy. Now you want to go for a ride?” Roger huffed pridefully. “Then give me a ride I won’t forget.” Then with a flick of his water-like body, Roger and Serafina took off running down the lake and soon disappearing out of sight.

“And you’re sure that wasn’t flirting?” you ask him.

“He just does that to irk me at times. But I trust Serafina, plus all that there was just him wanting to get his way like a child having a tantrum.”

“It’s just from how you and Serafina are with each other, I’d hate to think a so called friend would get in the way of that.”

“I appreciate that someone at least agrees with me but you shouldn’t worry yourself over. A Nokken’s name is a powerful thing, once one has power over it, their spell is broken. And since Serafina spoke his real name, he won’t try anything. It’s their law. Come along, I think we’ve had enough fresh air for today, we’ll continue the quiz inside and wait for them to arrive back.” John then guides you back to the mansion and you proceed with the quiz inside.

*May 19th, 1926*

A month into the magic lessons, it was then you were finally deemed ready to perform some real magic.  First up was basic levitation spells.  With Serafina’s old wand, you and her were outside in the garden trying to levitate a feather.

“Now remember; the key to getting the spell to work is not just pronouncing the spell correctly, but also in the wrist.” She waved her wrist before flicking it downward in a fluid motion as she said. “Wingardium Leviosa!” soon enough the feather levitated in the air then as her hand glowed red, she allowed the feather to dance around in the air.

She set it back down and said.

“Okay, now your turn.” Taking a deep breath in then exhaling you follow the motion she did before to get the spell to work.

“Wingardium Leviosa!” you point her wand down at the feather but it just sits there.  Still as a statue.

“Again.” She told you.  You try it again but again the feather doesn’t move.

“It’s not working!” you whined.

“It takes time. John and I didn’t get it on the first try. No witch or wizard does. Plus I think I know what the problem is.”

“What?”

“It’s the way you’re saying it.”

“But I’m saying it the way you told me to say it.”

“Yes but that’s not what I was referring to.” She tells you. “You’re saying the spell like you’re impatient at a dog or cat when they keep doing something wrong. You are the only you in this whole universe, which makes your own form of magic that much unique. So John and I can give you the books, teach you the right spells but that last 1%. Comes from you.”

“So if I mean what I say, the spell will work?” she nodded softly. “How do I find that out?”

“It’s in there somewhere. You just have to concentrate and reach deep down. Now deep breath in.” you inhale deeply. “Slowly out.” You exhale slowly. “Wand at the ready.” You raise your hand and point it at the feather. “Concentrate. Reach deep within, and say it.”

“Wingardium Leviosa!” you say proudly.  Soon enough the feather slowly raises itself up.  You stand there with bated breath as it continues to raise up before finally dancing along the breeze. “I did it.” You mutter.  You let out a laugh, “I did it! I actually did it!”

“Well done, (Y/n). You’re on your way to becoming a bonified (witch/wizard).” Serafina praises as she catches the feather with her left hand and places her right hand on your shoulder.

“I wouldn’t have done it without you and John. Thank you, Professor Serafina.” She nods at you with a soft smile.

[sugako]

Goodnight

synopsis:  You transfer to Belgrave and become a grad assistant with Hamish. The two of you plan on grading papers together at his apartment (not the den) make it a drinking game, get drunk, and makeout.

word count: 2811 (abt 6 pages juicy stuff happens after 3rd space break) 

pairing: hamish duke x reader

warnings: drinking (A LOT), kissing & making out, some sad test grades 

preview

Hamish had been very wrong. Although you had suggested this, it was, indeed, a very horrible idea. You were fully gone before you had finished four out of the fifteen exams you had. Hamish, on the other hand, was going strong and finishing up his seventh exam. 

 A really good essay answer or super insightful response got you a sip of water or a cracker if you wanted.  Simple mistakes were a shot of orange liqueur.   

Average to slightly bad mistakes were a shot of vodka. 

 Horrible, ridiculous mistakes were a drop of absinthe with some water.

“They asked for another exam!” You huffed. “They just bitched about having to read twenty pages for this week and they want a whole exam?!”

Hamish chuckled, barely glancing up from his book.

Okay. So it wasn’t as if you were really furious with this group of underclassmen who nearly cried every time they had a quiz. To be fairer, it was really only two of them that caused an issue, the rest remained silent or voiced their disdain for the complainers which you didn’t openly condone, but did appreciate. You didn’t think they realized it was more work for you and Hamish though. With the regular professor on sudden sabbatical, the two of you were fully in charge of the class now. Although it was merely an intro philosophy class, the school had thankfully compensated you for it.

1 Week Later: Immediately Following the Exam

“Do you want to grade these together to make sure we mark the same things?” You asked nonchalantly, grabbing your lunch from the faculty fridge. Hamish was a nice, handsome, single man with a great personality and a brilliant mind to boot. Not ready to truly shoot your shot, you decided to be more subtle.

“That is a fantastic idea. Where and when were you thinking?” He sat adjacent to you sipping an espresso. It was like he only lived off of booze and coffee.

“Tonight is my best free night unless you have a better Friday night planned. And probably not at my apartment, my roommate is going to have some guy over and she loves to just stay out in the living room and let everything out in the open.” You said.

“Then my apartment sounds like a much better place. We can meet at the Chalice and walk to my place from there?”

“That sounds great! I’ll see you then.”

When you walked into the bar you spotted Hamish with two other people in the back. Keeping your eyes trained on just him you made your way to the table, but one of them saw you first.

The girl whipped around, anger and defensiveness in her eyes already.

“What do you want?” She snipped.

Cocking your head you pointed at Hamish, who was already trying to quell her.

“I’m just here to grade some exams.”

“She’s here for me, Lilith. This is Y/N, I was telling you all about her earlier.” He was using his teacher's voice. “We can get going now. We’ll be at my apartment if any of you need anything.” He said, scooting from the booth seat holding his messenger bag close. Lilith and the other boy at the table nodded and grumbled something along the lines of ‘thanks dad’.

He straightened out his vest and posture, flashing you a kind grin. “Ready to go?”

“Oh, Hamish!” The other boy cried out. “Do you...if you’re not busy can you help me study tomorrow? I have this huge phys lab practical in a couple days and an RA training session this week…” he trailed off.

“Of course, Randall.”

“Wait!” Lilith yelped. “Why can’t I help you?!”

Randall rolled his eyes. “Do you really want to quiz me on all the muscle structures and organ stuff?”

She pursed her lips. “No, that’s gross.”

Hamish wrapped his hand around your shoulder. “Let’s go before they actually start arguing and we get asked to be third-party witnesses.”

You nodded vigorously, happy to be leaving.

His apartment was only a short walk away in the main city. It was small and minimal, but immaculately well-decorated. Not that you would expect anything less from Hamish. He thrived on aesthetics.

“Wow, it looks so nice in here.” You breathed out. He truly had some beautiful vintage furniture accompanied by incredible artwork and pieces hung on the wall.

“Thank you, I do try my best. I’m not exactly home very often so I like for it to be nice when I am.” He nodded toward the coffee table. “Well, we can get set up and just get to it then.”

You sighed lightly, dreading the results. Hamish smiled, knowingly.

“Would you like a drink before we start?”

It was like a plug flipped in you. You went from exhaustion to excitement in seconds.

“Please!”

“I’m fairly well stocked on anything you can think of so name a drink.”

“Oh wow, full bar service, huh?” You chuckled, hunkering into the soft brown couch. “I think that you’re really the expert so what drink do you think really screams the concept of truth in modern society?”

“I know exactly what you want.” He grinned, rushing toward the open kitchenette to the side of the living room. Listening to glass clanking a liquid pouring, you began to unload your laptop and answer key onto the table. Just as you began to glance at the exams that had spilled out from Hamish’s bag onto the couch, he strode back out to the living room with two deep green drinks in highball glasses. “Truth Serum, itself.”

“I don’t see why you don’t just become a bartender. You could really make bank at one of those bougier places in a city somewhere.”

“And have all the joy sucked out of making drinks? No thanks.”

You tried to hold back a smile as he handed you the glass. “I suppose you don’t have to commodify and exploit all of your talents to survive this economy.”

“Of course not,” he said, “just most of them.”

Together, you sighed.

“Anyway, tonight is about truth and validity not Marxist theory so let’s get on with it.”

You nodded, reaching out to clink your glass against his before taking a sip.

Listen.

This wasn’t exactly your first, third, or hundredth drink. But somehow, you choked a little as it burned down your throat.

“What is in this?” You asked through tearful eyes, mouth tightly pursed.

“Just some vodka, curacao, absinthe, midori, and ice of cour--”

“There’s absinthe in this?” You asked, incredulously. Hamish nodded once. “Where did you even find absinthe? How much is in here? Oh my gosh nothing on you, this is super well-balanced but holy fuck.”

“I bought it a while ago on a study abroad trip to Germany, but yes I suppose the whole only liquor and liqueurs taste can be a bit...striking when you don’t know what’s coming.”

You nodded, taking another, bigger sip this time. He passed you the first exam. As soon as you looked down you already saw wrong answers. He began marking away at the one in front of him while you stared down at the paper before you. Claire G. was in for lots of red ink.

“Hey Hamish, wanna hear a really horrible idea?” You asked, taking another even longer sip from your glass.

“Why not?”

“What if we take a sip or a shot whenever we mark a point off. Like a drinking game, but at the expense and grade of the kids.” Slowly you glanced over at him, fully expecting him to shoot down your idea. “And whoever finishes first doesn’t have to grade the midterm essay.”

“I think that you misspoke when you said horrible, Y/N. That is a great idea.”

Hamish had been very wrong. Although you had suggested this, it was, indeed, a very horrible idea.

You were fully gone before you had finished four out of the fifteen exams you had. Hamish, on the other hand, was going strong and finishing up his seventh exam.

A really good essay answer or super insightful response got you a sip of water or a cracker if you wanted.

Simple mistakes were a shot of orange liqueur.  

Average to slightly bad mistakes were a shot of vodka.

Horrible, ridiculous mistakes were a drop of absinthe with some water.

It was beginning to dawn on you that somehow you had gotten all of the awful exams. That or Hamish could really pack in the booze without any indication that he was remotely tipsy.

You finished another exam, sloppily circling the grade at the top in big swoopy letters.

“Oh my god, Hamish.”

“What is it?” How could he sound so chill and okay when he had nearly down a bottle of vodka.

“I know why professors have such bad handwriting now. We’re those professors. Oh my god…” You trailed off, staring at the paper in front of you. With that one finished you only had ten more to go. It looked like he had closer to five or six. It was hopeless.

“We are indeed.” He chuckled.

Maybe it was because you had more absinthe in your body now than you had ever in your entire life, but something about his laugh made your stomach light up with butterflies. You had always thought that Hamish was handsome and kind and brilliant, but had never made any move for him. Not that you weren’t attracted to him, but he was so distant so much of the time, it was difficult to even be casual friends with him really. But now you were here with him in his apartment and you wanted nothing more than to kiss him.

You body, already flush from the alcohol began to heat up as you realized how close you were to him.

“Hamish,” you sighed, “Can we take a break?” You stretched back brushing your arm against his.

“Of course, it is getting late and as much fun as this is I’m sure the students would like to us to pay a great deal of attention to their work.” He said gently, setting his own papers down and moving them to a folder.

“Are you saying I can’t give my full attention to detail right now?” You joked, moving to face him.

“Not necessarily, but you are...well…”

“Because if you are then you’d be totally right. It’s awful, if I even get tipsy I have the attention span of a chihuahua puppy which is really saying a lot because they’re pretty unaware of their surroundings and not that smart, but you’re not even a little bit drunk which is wild because you’re just drinking for fun at this point. And the only way you could do that is if you do this a lot which is even more wild because you’re like fully in shape and so cute all the time. If I do anything even like this a little bit I get so hungover and I’ll be that tomorrow because I’m so stupid and wow I feel like I’ve been talking for a long time I’m so sorry I’m annoying when I’m like this.”

You slumped back into the couch, face bright red. Hamish didn’t say anything for a moment.

“Firstly, you are not stupid. You’re brilliant and well-spoken - when you’re sober. Secondly, I am a little drunk I’ve been drinking more absinthe just for fun I’m just good at hiding it I guess. We’ll drink water and I’ll cook breakfast tomorrow so you won’t be hungover very badly.” He chuckled deeply and you could swear there was a blush dusting his cheeks. “I’m not saying this merely to reciprocate your compliment to me, but you’re very beautiful.”

You didn’t know if your facer could heat up anymore, but it felt like it was.

“Hamish, you don’t have to say that.” You said quietly.

He was fully facing you now, arm draped on the back of the couch and his other hand reaching out to rest on your thigh.

“It’s true,” he smiled, “Even in the strange and specific way some of these essays explain it.”

You laughed and his smile brightened. His palm was burning a hole through your jeans. Only moving on instinct and alcohol you leaned in and wrapped your arms around him to securely embrace him. Distracted by your own thoughts you didn’t even hear what he lightly whispered into your ear. You pulled back, nearly nose to nose with him.

“What? Sorry I wasn’t paying attention.”

The pink dusting on his cheeks was a deep red. “May I kiss you?”

“Ohh! Um, really?” You mentally slapped yourself for asking a question. As he opened his mouth to answer you cut him off. “You’re very handsome and I would like that very much, so yes.”

Before the ‘yes’ had fully dropped from your lips his mouth was on yours. Hamish’s hands snaked up to your waist, lightly pulling you closer. You worked your hands into his hair playfully and gave it a small tug. He moaned quietly in response.

His lips slowed against yours placing small, chaste kisses at the edge of your mouth and down your neck. Gasping for breath, you leaned back into the couch and let him continue. After it seemed he had caught his breath again he lifted his eyes to meet yours and leaned in once again to kiss you.

This time was slower and more passionate. Something about how he felt against you was too perfect. His lips were soft and moved with great ease against yours. The grossly sweet liqueurs and stark vodka you had been drinking mixed with his, making it all the more intoxicating. You could feel your heart still pounding around your chest and banging in your ears as you leaned even closer into his chest.

Then, all at once, you got very tired. Your kisses slowed and his did in response until you lazily pulled back with a tired smile plastered on your face. Still, you remained close, forehead pressed against his.

“You can ask to kiss me whenever.” You said, trying so hard to sound cool, but instead, you just sounded tired. “But right now I think I need to sleep.”

“Then let’s get you to bed.”

You stood, still able to be on two feet, although leaning heavily on him for most of your support.

“I’ll leave a full glass of water and some pills on the table for you to take whenever. Try to drink the water all before you fall asleep. Don’t worry about sleeping in, take as much time as you need. I’ll be here until whenever and I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“Oh, you don’t have to do that, Hamish. That’s too much.”

“Nonsense, it’s just polite.”

You nodded, really unable to argue with him. Slumping through a door he placed you on the edge of a comfortable and very large bed in another well-decorated bedroom. You eased into the dark and lavish sheets, pulling off your socks in order to tuck yourself in.

“Here,” he sighed eyeing your jeans, “I’ll leave you some clothes that should be more comfortable, okay?”

You nodded and hummed, desperately wanting to get out of your pants and sweater.

He tossed an old t-shirt toward you along with a pair of joggers that appeared to be even too large to him. You mumbled your thanks, aware enough now to not start stripping in front of him.

“I’m going to go get some water and then I’ll be back.”

You muttered another ‘thanks’ and tried to rub the sleep from your eyes. Glancing at your phone you realized it was nearly the morning. You hadn’t stayed up this late since writing your undergrad thesis.

As soon as he had vacated the room you began to shed your clothes. Moments later, two soft knocks came from the partially shut door to which you answered a small ‘come in’.

His jaw tightened at the sight of you relaxed, curling into his bed with his clothes on. He brushed away the feeling, moving to the bed to sit on the side beside you. Hamish placed a small array of Advil and ibuprofen-type pills on the nightstand with post-it labels beside each one so you could decide in the morning. You sighed softly from behind him and began tracing small lines up his back. He could feel Tundra bristle under his skin in a way he hadn’t felt in a long time.

You laughed quietly and sleepily from behind him. “I’m sorry, I was trying to follow the pattern on your shirt.”

Finally, he turned toward you, handing you the glass of water which you graciously accepted and quickly gulped down. The entire time Hamish sat quietly on the edge of the bed, staring down at his hands. You left just a sip of water at the bottom, just enough to get you out of bed tomorrow, and reached past him to set the glass beside the pills. As you pulled back he turned to face you once again. Wordlessly, he helped you melt into the bed, pulling the comforter over you and slightly fluffing the pillow under your head.

He lingered for a moment over you, eventually leaning down to place one last, soft kiss against your mouth.

“Goodnight, Hamish.” You said with closed eyes and a heavy sigh.

“Goodnight.” He answered.

[writer-dreams]

Love Potion (Part 2) (Draco Malfoy x Reader)

Finally, Part 2 has been posted. I hope you enjoy!

Prologue / Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 / Part 6 / End

Update Tags: @celestialceci @marvelobsessedteen @imaginesforthepeople @danidomm @marvelrose @vogueworthy-barnes @glossysoph

House: You choose

Blood Status: You choose

Warnings: Possible swearing, bullying (not too extreme), Mean Pansy

Note: The reader in this story is female/uses female pronouns

Word Count: 2,356 words

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3rd Person POV

Day 2

Y/n sat in one of Hogwart's many corridors, waiting for Draco. The platinum-blonde male had asked her to wait for him here, saying he had a surprise for her. So here she sat, bored and looking around occasionally, searching for her 'boyfriend'. Her mind wandered off to how she got here. That stupid dare, the Weasley twins, and a love potion. She had already made it through one day. While her pride was telling her that it was a horrible day, Y/n couldn't help but secretly admit that she enjoyed that day. Either way, she had 6 days left in this fake relationship. Soon, she could go back to thinking he was just a prat with an over-inflated ego. She was snapped out of her thoughts when Draco ran by and grabbed her hand, yanking her out of her position and dragging her through the halls.

"What the hell, Draco?!" She shouted, struggling to keep up with him. "Where are you taking me?!" The Slytherin Prince simply sent a smirk towards her.

"To your surprise." He answered. Y/n rolled her eyes and continued to allow him to drag her through the school's long corridors. Right as he turned the corner, Y/n saw that he was going to run into a Slytherin girl.

"Draco, watch out!" She screamed as he collided with the girl. The girl cried out and fell to the floor while Draco managed to keep his footing and stay standing. However, the momentum from pulling her caused Y/n to also go flying towards the floor if Draco hadn't caught her. Her head was so close to hitting the floor. Y/n looked up and was met with Draco's worried grey eyes. His arms were wrapped around her waist, holding her weight and keeping her off the floor. Y/n laughed nervously, finding the position they were in cliché and awkward. His face was only inches from hers. She noticed that his gaze kept flickering to her lips. Oh Merlin, please tell me he's not gonna do what I think he's gonna do. Unfortunately, she was wrong as Draco slowly leaned in. Before he could connect their lips however, the Slytherin girl shot up from the floor and began yelling angrily at them. She raised her head and Y/n instantly knew who it was; Pansy Parkinson.

"What the hell?! Watch where yo-Drakie-Poo!!!" Pansy said in her annoyingly high-pitched voice. "What are you doing here? And why are you with that?" Pansy then rudely stuck out her finger at Y/n.

"Excuse me? Watch your mouth, Parkinson. I'm warning you." Y/n growled at Pansy.

"Or what? What are you going to do to me? Oh, I'm so afraid, Y/n is going to hurt me." Pansy said sarcastically. "You're just a pathetic L/n."

Y/n was about to retort when a blur of platinum-blonde raced past her and threw itself at Pansy. It stopped to reveal Draco menacingly holding his wand against Pansy's cheek, his eyes filled with fury.

"D-Drakie-Poo? Wha-What are you d-doing?" Pansy's voice wavered in fear. Her lip quivered violently as Draco growled lowly in response.

"Protecting Y/n from twats like you."

"Why are y-you d-defendding a p-pathetic L/n?"

"Why? Because this 'pathetic L/n' is my girlfriend." He snarled at her, pushing his wand deeper into Pansy's cheek.

"G-Girlfriend?!" Pansy screeched in shock. Y/n wasn't too surprised at her reaction, Draco and her have only been 'dating' for about 3 days so it was still a shock for those who found out.

"Yes, you heard that right. Now, I expect you to listen carefully. If I hear you ever call Y/n something like that again, I swear to you that I will hex you into next year!" Draco threatened.

Pansy nodded fearfully but snuck a death glare at Y/n. She quickly ran over to grab her fallen books and scurried off out of the couple's sight. Draco let out an audible sigh before turning back to Y/n with a smile.

"Let's go, Love. We won't be hearing from her for a while. Besides, I still need to show you your surprise." Draco said, gently grabbing her hand and walking with her.

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After a couple of twists and turns, the couple finally stopped at their destination; The Astronomy Tower. Draco tugged Y/n up the winding staircase of the Tower, being careful not to let her trip. When they reached the top, Y/n could see a lovely picnic set up in front of the balcony. A green and silver blanket had been spread out on the floor with two lit candles and a wide assortment of food. Draco smiled and led her to the blanket, gesturing for her to take a seat. Y/n sat down on the blanket, feeling how incredibly soft it was. She looked out the balcony and was taken aback at the breathtaking sight. The sun was beginning to set, turning the sky a beautiful gradient of orange and pink. The clouds looked purple from this angle and the black lake shimmered in the low light.

"Do you like it?" Draco asked.

"It's beautiful." She beamed, turning back to face him.

"Just like you." She heard him mutter under his breath. Y/n blushed immediately and saw him gave her a plate of (f/f).

"Your favourite, yes?"

"How-How did you know?" Y/n never recalled telling him about that.

"I-I asked Granger about it. She actually helped set this up." Y/n felt genuinely touched, Draco actually 'loved' her enough to collaborate with his enemy to set something up for her. She smiled at Draco and took the (f/f) gratefully, taking bites (or sips) of it and enjoying the flavour.

"Oh! I nearly forgot." Draco exclaimed, reaching into his pocket and producing a small box from it. It was wrapped in white paper and had an elegant (f/c) bow tied on it. "I thought you would like this." He grinned and opened the box to reveal a shining silver necklace. The charm was an impressively detailed dragon holding a (favorite gemstone). Y/n gasped in surprise.

"I love it..." She whispered.

Draco's grin grew wider and he gestured for her to turn around. Y/n complied and he put the necklace on her. The cool silver metal felt cold on her neck. She turned back to Draco and smiled. She then looked at the dragon charm and admired it.

"Thank you, Draco." She said quietly.

"Of course, Love, anything for you." Draco said, bringing her in with his arms and pulling her into a loving hug.

After he let go, the two continued with their picnic. Y/n felt a very....odd feeling in her chest. Was it love? Certaintly not. She couldn't be in love with Draco Malfoy...right? This wasn't even the real him. Once this week was over, he would go back to being snarky and mean. At this thought, Y/n immediately extinguished the weird feeling she had. That's right...after this week, everything would go back to normal. She watched Draco close his eyes and enjoy the last bits of sunlight. He looked ridiculously attractive in this light....no! She couldn't be thinking like that. She fiddled with her new necklace and stared at the dragon. While she wasn't going to admit she was in love with him, she could admit one thing; when this was all over, she was definitely going to miss this Draco.

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Morning of the 3rd day

The first class of the day was over and Y/n was looking forward to the empty period she had next. Potions was really starting to stress her out. Snape had just assigned a 4-page essay that was expected to be handed in the next day. On top of that, he also warned them to study because he was going to give them a quiz that was worth 25% of their grade. Y/n held her papers in her hands and rushed to the library, hoping that maybe she could use this period to study and write that stupid essay.

"L/n!" She heard someone call her name. She turned and groaned when she was met with Pansy Parkinson.

"What." Y/n answered rudely. She didn't want to deal with Pansy's hogwash today. She had much better things to do. Before she could say anything else, Pansy waved her wand and chanted "Flipendo!" Before Y/n knew it, she was thrown back by the jinx and hit her head on the wall. She groaned, not expecting Pansy to do that. She attempted to take out her wand but Pansy shouted "Expelliarmus!", which caused her wand to go flying out of her hand. Pansy then pointed her wand at Y/n and said "Incarcerous." Ropes shot out of her wand and wrapped around Y/n tightly, like a snake would do to its prey.

"Listen here, L/n. I hate you. Do you get that?"

"I hate you too Parkinson, you're not special."

"Shut your filthy mouth. You stole Draco from me. You took something precious from me, so now I'm going to take something from you." Her gaze traveled down to Y/n's neck, where her new necklace shone in the light. Y/n instantly knew what the other girl's intentions were and began struggling against the tight ropes.

"Don't try to fight this. You don't deserve this necklace. You don't deserve something as beautiful as this nor do you deserve Draco. Once he sees me with this necklace, he'll realize his mistake and come running to me." Pansy smirked.

Y/n tried to protest, tried to say that he wasn't even really in love with her. That this was all a love potion's doing. Pansy could have Draco, Y/n didn't care. Especially when this was all over, Y/n couldn't give a damn about what happened to Draco afterwards. However, as soon as she opened her mouth, Pansy scowled and waved her wand once again; "Petrificus Totalus!" Instantly, Y/n felt her body freeze up, rendering her immobile and unable to stop Pansy from unclipping the necklace and putting it on herself.

"What the hell is going on?!" She heard a familiar voice shout. Y/n moved her eyes to see who it was. She would've sighed in relief if she was able to move. At the beginning of the hallway, stood Draco Malfoy in all his glory.

"Drakie-Poo!" Pansy screeched happily. She skipped over to him, making sure that the necklace was very visible to him. Draco's eyes, however, were focused on the frozen and bound Y/n.

"Why the hell is my girlfriend tied up? Who did this?" He asked slowly. He said it in such a deadly tone that it was clear that he was going to kill whoever did this.

"Oh, I did." Pansy giggled, clearly missing the venomous undertone of Draco's question, "Isn't it funny how pathetic and weak she is when she's tied up?"

Draco's eyebrows furrowed and he looked like he was fighting himself not to punch Pansy right there. There was a deadly aura radiating off him but Pansy was ignoring it and continued blabbering about how pathetic Y/n was.

"Isn't this necklace cute? It's so beautiful and intricate. (Favorite gemstone) is such a lovely colored stone and this dragon goes perfectly with it." Pansy said, showing off the necklace and rolling the charm between her fingers. At this statement, Draco's gaze whipped towards Pansy and the necklace she had around her.

"And where, may I ask, did you get that?" Draco said quietly, trying to contain all the rage he was feeling.

"Got it from that filthy wench over there. It's quite elegant, the opposite from her. So I only found it fitting to take it from her." Pansy smirked proudly. Needless to say, it was very satisfying to see Draco's fist collide with Pansy's cheek. Pansy tripped over her own feet and landed on the floor, holding her red cheek. Draco towered over the girl, an emotion on his face which could only be described as overly infuriated.

"Drakie?" Pansy called, fearing for her life as the Slytherin Prince glared holes into her very soul.

"Don't. Call. Me. That." Draco spat. "You hurt my girlfriend. You tied her up and stole something I gave her. Speaking of it, I'll take that." He reached out and grabbed the necklace. Draco then proceeded to roughly remove the necklace from Pansy, who cried and held her chest, where the dragon charm used to sit. The platinum-blonde male then continued speaking to the crying girl. "Honestly, I should kill you right here, right now. However, I'm feeling a little generous today, so I'll give you five seconds to run before I use the Cruciatus Curse on you. If I were you, I would begin running now."

Pansy scrambled off the floor and began backing up slowly. She threw a dirty look at Y/n, who still sat frozen and bound by ropes. "Screw you, L/n. I suggest you watch your back. If you're not careful, you might just slip and fall to your death."

"What's that suppose to mean?" Y/n wondered but before she could say anything, Draco interrupted her.

"Four. Three." Draco warned, counting aloud the remaining seconds Pansy had. She flashed him a sad glance and ran off into a different corridor. Draco sighed and ran his fingers through his blonde hair. He turned back to Y/n and pointed his wand at her. "Finite Incantatem." The ropes slipped off her body and Y/n could finally move her limbs again. She released a breath that she didn't know she was holding in.

"Thank you, Draco."

"I'm sorry I didn't come earlier. I heard Parkinson shouting and thought I should check out what was going on."

"At least you still came. I'm thankful for that."

Draco coughed and held out the necklace. "I believe that this belongs to you, Love."

Y/n smiled and allowed him to put the necklace back on. He stepped back and grinned. "It looks better on you than Parkinson anyway." Y/n blushed slightly as Draco wrapped his arms around her and gave her a small kiss on her cheek.

"I mean it, Draco. I owe you for saving me from that pug-faced twat."

"You don't owe me anything, Princess. I'll always protect you, no matter what. That's a promise."

Yup, she was definitely going to miss this Draco.

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Thank you for reading Part 2 of Love Potion. I'm sorry if you actually like Pansy but I needed her to be mean. I hope you enjoyed this part though. If you have any requests, feel free to ask! Until next time.

-Jade

[arigathanksgozaimuch]

hot and cold.

genre: fluff. character/s: jung jaehyun | reader. overview: the more you hate, the more you love. word count: 2737.

A/N: Inspired by The Princess Bride; credits to www.merriam-webster.com for the definitions!

7:00 AM – HOMEROOM

 [Y/N] was a lot of things. She was an excellent student, as proven time and time again by her grades. She was the best daughter, according to her father, to which she would just groan; she was an only child. She was highly competitive, and her friends like using that to their advantage whenever they had to be in groups. Being in a group with [Y/N] meant winning at all costs.

She was not, however, a morning person. She hated having to wake up early. She hated the cold showers she has to take every morning to wake her up. The only thing that motivated her to get up and go to school ever since she entered high school was her deep-seated hate for none other than Jung Jaehyun.

 7:30 AM – ANCIENT HISTORY

 "Please get one and pass," the teacher announced, raising the stack above her head, and placed the papers on top of Yugyeom's desk, which was in front and smack dab in the middle.

As was protocol, Yugyeom flipped through one, two, three, and four pages before passing the stack to the person on his left. He then took one of the four pages and sent the other three to [Y/N], the person behind him. Even as the rest of the class were agitatedly getting started on the quiz to finish as soon as possible, [Y/N] took her time in passing the rest of the papers to the person behind her, knowing it would be Jaehyun. But then again, she was glad everytime papers are collected, because then she would be able to see how he did in the quiz.

Not wanting to look at Jaehyun, she turned to her right. "Jungkook-ah, give this to the person behind me, will you?"

Relenting, Jungkook rolled his eyes and grabbed the papers before shoving it towards Jaehyun. He had long been victim to the years-old feud between the two, but he knew better than to argue with her. In fact, as the years passed by, the girl seemed to be the only one invested on keeping the argument up.

The cause of everything was not unknown to all. It was as simple as Jaehyun topping the entire batch during third grade, with her only coming in second. Since then, she had done everything she could to never let him beat her at anything. It didn't matter if she was the tenth or the twentieth in her batch. What mattered most was that she was ahead of Jung Jaehyun.

Jaehyun, on the other hand, had no idea how someone who wasn't even his friend – someone he barely knew – could hate him that much. And it wasn't like he intentionally wanted to come first. To him, he was just doing his best like she was. It wasn't his fault his best, during that time, was better than her best. Over time, however, he learned how to live with it. He decided to be the better, more mature person by never fighting back.

Which, in all honesty, annoyed her even more. Now that she thought of it, when he opened his mouth to speak, he only ever said "If you say so". And she had tested it before; [Y/N] had given him all the insults and annoying side-comments that could be easily countered similarly annoying comebacks, but he didn't.

The entire hour passed by quickly, and before they knew it, the teacher was already asking for the papers back. [Y/N] skimmed her answers quickly, making sure she answered all the questions before getting ready to pass it. As soon as Jaehyun handed her the papers from the rest of their column, she gave his a scan, noting that he got the year on one of the essays that asked for the date incorrectly. She placed her own paper on top and passed the stack to Yugyeom, who was too busy cramming his answers to notice the smirk on her face.

Nothing gave her more pleasure than being at least one step ahead of Jung Jaehyun.

 9:00 AM – GYM

 She jogged towards the rest of her classmates after changing into her gym clothes. If there was one thing Jaehyun was better at than she was, it was physical activity. While the boys had basketball, the girls had volleyball. And [Y/N] was utterly convinced there were two kinds of people in her class: those who could play volleyball, and her. She tried her best, to Jaehyun's amusement. He kept a close eye at her slouched figure as she eagerly waited for her turn to serve, even as he was in the middle of a heated game of basketball.

She stayed behind or by the corner as she watched her teammates play. Unlike in other classes, for this one, she didn't volunteer to be at the front line. [Y/N] was more than glad to be a substitute, although today didn't seem to be on her side. One of the girls from her team landed on the wrong foot, and fell to the floor while clutching her ankle. Even if she was worried that something worse than a sprain happened to her teammate, she was more worried that she was asked to substitute.

Relenting reluctantly, [Y/N] stepped behind the line as she dribbled the ball once, twice, thrice. She bit on her bottom lip to not let her fear show. As she lifted the ball high up in the air, getting ready to toss it and serve, her wrist missed the right spot. [Y/N] sent the ball flying out of the court and towards the other side of the gym, where the other class was held. Jaehyun fought back a laugh as the volleyball rolled by his feet.

The volleyball coach blew on her whistle so loudly that she was scared she might deflate her lungs to death. She then stretched her arm towards the court of the opposing team. "[Y/L/N], go fetch the damn ball."

Wanting to bury herself six feet under the gym, the girl strode to where the ball ended up flying to. As if she wasn't angry at herself enough, she grew furious at the sight of Jaehyun smiling smugly as he dribbled the volleyball as if it were a basketball.

"Hand it over, loser. It's your fault I wasn't able to serve properly. If you weren't in sight, I probably would have scored a service ace."

He snorted, having expected she would put the blame on him even if he had absolutely nothing to do with it. Jaehyun passed her the ball, his expression mocking. "If you say so."

 10:30 AM – BIOLOGY

 "The brain!" the bowtied teacher with high-waisted slacks announced as enthusiastically as he could. The metal tray in front of him made an ear-splitting noise as he dropped the fresh, frozen brain over it. He handled it like it was just another slab of meat he bought from the grocery. Some of the students looked away in disgust. "I know you all want to be able to dissect your own, but we're running quite low on brains around here," he said, looking around the laboratory as if waiting for anyone to laugh at his "joke".

Jaehyun clasped a hand over his mouth to keep from laughing when he heard someone clear his throat.

"Okay, then." The man adjusted the latex gloves over his fingers. "Let's get started, shall we?" Then he produced a scalpel from the wide array of surgical instruments by his side before proceeding to enumerate each and every part of the brain, together with its corresponding function. And, when he got to the sub-cortex of the brain, he explained, "The saying 'the more you hate, the more you love' has a somehow scientific basis. You guys want to know why? Well–" He poked through a small area of the organ. "Feelings of hate and love occur within the same areas. Two parts of the brain, particularly putamen and insula, both found in the sub-cortex, are involved in the two emotions. The putamen and the insula are both activated by feelings of disgust and contempt as in hate, and feelings of joy and passion as in romantic love."

In the midst of his explanation, [Y/N] nudged Jaehyun by his elbow. "Hey, loser," she muttered. "If I were a zombie and you were the last person on Earth, I still wouldn't eat your brain. I actually want something that would make me full."

The boy only shook his head and plastered a small smile across his lips. "If you say so," Jaehyun replied, continuing to jot down notes.

 12:00 NN – LUNCH

 "So? Are you going to prom this year or not?" Yeri asked [Y/N] as she picked on what was left of her salad. "Please tell us as early as now so we could color coordinate our dresses."

"When did I ever go to social events?" [Y/N] groaned, pushing her plate away. Just thinking about having to put on makeup, fix her hair, and stand and walk on uncomfortable high heels made her lose her appetite. "If attendance were graded, then maybe I would consider going."

All her friends groaned. "Please don't think about one-upping Jaehyun even during prom," Jimin said, slapping her forehead with her palm. "I don't know how we could be friends when you're no fun."

"Excuse you," [Y/N] crossed her arms. "I'm fun to be with."

"Yeah right." Yerin rolled her eyes. "If you're as fun as you say you are, you would go to prom even if Jaehyun is the one to ask you out."

"Oh my god, look at the time." The girl pretended to look at her watch and stand up, taking her tray with her after sliding her arm into the straps of her bag. "I have to go, guys, I'll meet you later in class." [Y/N] hurried away from her group of friends, who were left giggling as she turned her back.

"Thirty bucks says she'll go to prom if he does," Jimin announced, sliding a bill across the table.

The other two girls exchanged sly glances before nodding. "Deal."

 1:30 PM – ENGLISH

 "Boredom, the state of being weary and restless through lack of interest. B-O-R-E-D-O-M. Boredom."

The voice speaking in their headphones blocked out any other noise inside the classroom. It was the recorded voice of the teacher. For their English class, they were trained in both speaking and writing; for today, it was more of the former. A beep followed the recorded voice, and the students are required to repeat afterwards.

Today, they were expanding their vocabulary on words that describe feelings.

"Annoyance, a source of vexation or irritation; a nuisance. A-N-N-O-Y-A-N-C-E. Annoyance."

[Y/N] immediately whipped her head to the back row, where Jaehyun was sitting.

"Happiness, a state of well-being and contentment; joy. H-A-P-P-I-N-E-S-S. Happiness."

She looked away, however, when his eyes met hers. Even as her gaze returned to the open textbook in front of her, she was sure she saw him smile at her before she broke the eye contact.

"Hatred, ill will or resentment that is usually mutual. H-A-T-R-E-D. Hatred."

Already, he could hear her own voice repeating the same sentence to him. She was wrong about one thing however. The resentment wasn't mutual in this case. After years of being on the receiving end of hate and awful remarks and vexing side comments, Jaehyun knew she would argue that, 'The hate is mutual'. She, on the other hand, knew exactly what he would retort.

'If you say so.'

  3:00 PM – ART APPRECIATION

 "Hey, [Y/N]," Jimin whispered from behind her easel. [Y/N] was so intent on making sure she used only complementary colors for her work that she wasn't able to hear all the noises her friend was making to catch her attention. It was only when the other girl tossed a crumpled piece of paper towards [Y/N]'s head that she finally peeled her eyes off her work.

"What the hell do you want?"

"Your. Favorite. Guy. Is. Staring. At. You." The overexcited girl excitedly squeaked over the classical music playing in the background which, their teacher insisted, encouraged creativity among the students. Since her arms were preoccupied with her palette and brush, Jimin settled on gesturing towards the boy sitting on [Y/N]'s right with slight motions of her head.

Gasping, [Y/N] turned to Jaehyun, only to meet his eyes as he was already blatantly staring. "You're copying my work, aren't you?" she accused with a frown, immediately tilting her easel just enough for her painting to be out of his sight. She did grow more self-conscious, knowing art wasn't her forte. Her sketches were average, at best, though she made up for her lack of technique with the unique mix of colors she comes up with. "I know they say imitation is the best form of flattery, but just because my work is good doesn't mean it flatters me that you're copying it."

Jaehyun bit back a smile. For some reason, he found her false confidence endearing, especially if it was accompanied by the blush in her cheeks. "If you say so."

 4:30 PM – CALCULUS

 It was only when she overheard him chat with his friends that she actually heard his normal speaking voice – the voice that didn't say "If you say so" every single time. What amazed her that day was not the fact that she understood limits and derivatives right after the teacher mentioned the topic, no. What amazed her was when she realized that whenever Jaehyun says those four words, he actually only meant "I love you".

 6:00 PM – DISMISSAL

 "Hey, [Y/N], wait up!" Jaehyun said as soon as the class was dismissed. Jungkook was about to approach him to ask how come the answer for the last example was 2 and not 0, but thought nothing of it when he saw his friend hurriedly go up to his worst enemy.

[Y/N] froze in her seat. She was just about ready to go home, ready to go to sleep, and ready to wake up the next day, motivated by her hate for Jaehyun. "What do you want?" the girl said with a sigh, keeping her back turned as she shoved her books back into her bag. She was supposed to put those back inside her locker, but going to her locker meant staying in school longer, and staying in school longer meant having to listen to Jung Jaehyun, and listening to Jung Jaehyun might actually make her hatred for him decrease.

"I just..." The boy swung his bag behind him and fiddled with the straps. "I just wanted to ask if you're going to prom with anyone?"

She snorted. "Who said I was even going to prom?"

"Oh." Jaehyun looked down at his feet. He could feel his ears getting hotter by the second. "Oh.  Well then, would you mind going to prom with me?"

"Yes."

"Yes, as in...?"

"Oh my god, you were ahead of me in third grade, how could you not understand?"

"Oh my god," Jaehyun said, almost losing balance, but he quickly steadied himself by placing an arm over the desk behind him. "Is that what these past few years were about? How could you not get over that? You were ahead of me since then, even until now. Isn't that enough?"

"Because–" [Y/N] frowned, keeping her eyes glued to her bag. She felt stupid, all of a sudden, but of course she wouldn't let him see. "Just because."

Chuckling to himself, Jaehyun blew on his bangs and slid his hands into his pockets. "You know what? I don't mind. That won't stop me from asking you out for prom."

"How could you even ask me out of all people?" Now, it was her turn to snap. "You've never even spoken more than four words to me."

"Just because," he said nonchalantly, taking note of how her cheeks became tinted with pink. "So, are you going with me or not?"

"Less words."

"You... go out with me...?"

She snorted, picking her bag up and slinging it over her shoulder. "Grammar."

"Go out with me?" Jaehyun said with a sigh.

"Where's your confidence gone?"

"[Y/N]." He said, taking a deep breath as he rolled his shoulders back. "Go out with me."

The girl smiled, turning on her heels to head for the door. "If you say so."

[runawayylove]

The A-Z Of Questions Quiz Survey A – Accidents 01. Have you ever been in a car accident? Yes many actually. 🙄 02. Do you have a lot of scars? I have quite a few. 03. Have you ever been in a fist fight with someone? lol yes. 04. Have you ever seriously hurt anyone by mistake? Yes. 05. Have you ever had stitches? Where? No thank God. B – Beauty 06. Do you consider yourself beautiful? I'm working on believing it. 07. Are you self conscious of how you look? In some ways yes. 08. Do you put on a lot of makeup? Not anymore. 09. Would you ever consider getting plastic surgery? Hell yeah. 10. What do you think makes a person beautiful? Their personalities and the way they treat themselves and other people. C – Consequences 11. What was the longest amount of time you’ve been grounded for? Never been grounded. 12. What would you do if you got pregnant, keep it or have an abortion? Lol keep it. 13. Do you ever think about how your actions affect other people? Now that I've grown up, yes. 14. What do you think is the worst punishment someone could give you? Taking away my cell phone. 😂 15. What is one thing you wish you didn’t do, just because it wasn’t worth it in the end? Hmm I don't have anything in mind. Everything happends for a reason. D – Dealing 16. When you are mad at someone, how do you show them? Lol, I def let them know. 17. Name a time when you had to be strong. Losing my dad, I'm still trying to be strong over it. 18. Have you ever dealt with a divorce or parents fighting? Any kind of abuse at home? Nope none. 19. When people at school don’t accept you, or have problems with you, how do you react? When I was in school it did upset me, I would laugh about it now. 20. Have you ever lost someone to death? Unfortunately Explain how you got through it. You don't get through it, every day is a struggle, you just slowly learn how to deal with it. E – Experience 21. Have you ever had a job? Any volunteer jobs? I have a job now. 22. Do you think that you are sexually experienced, or not at all? Lol def experienced. Ask my fiancé 😏 23. Have you gone through a lot emotionally, or has life been easy thus far? Def been through a lot, but it's made me who I am today. 24. Do you think you are ready to be on your own (have your own home, job, etc.)? Already am. 25. How old do you act? Lmao I don't know. F – Family 26. Is there anyone in your family you don’t talk to? Why? My dads side. Long story. 27. If you had to choose, family or friends? Family. 28. Can you tell your parents or one of your parents anything? I tell my mom everything, just like I could tell my dad anything. 29. Do you have any siblings? If so, do you ever get jealous of them? 1 brother and nope we're close as hell. 30. How often do you spend ‘quality time’ with family members? Often actually. G – Growing 31. How tall are you? How tall do you wish you were 5'3 and height doesn't matter. 32. Do you think that you have grown more in the past year than any year before that? Grown up yes. 33. As a person, do you think you are mature for your age or still act childish? Mature. I have a baby I have to be mature. 34. Are you scared to think that one day you will turn 30, then 40, then 50? Umm yes. 35. Do you believe you still have a lot to learn? Of course everyone does. H – Hope 36. Love – real or not? REAL. 💍 37. Are you a pessimist of an optimist? I would like to say optimist. 38. Do you believe in fate, that everything happens for a reason, or do you think that our actions lead the way? I believe everything happends for a reason. Fate. 39. Do you think that after we die our spirit is still alive? I sure hope so. 40. What gives you hope when you just feel like dying? My daughter, my fiancé, and my family. I – Issues 41. Do you suffer from depression or constant sadness/loneliness? No. 42. Do you have any type of disease or disability? Just anxiety. 43. Are you currently in a hard relationship or have bad luck with the opposite sex? No I'm happier then I've ever been. I'm freaking getting married in 8 days! 👰🏻 44. Do you think that you are alone in this world? No. 45. How often do you think about death, suicide or running away? I don't anymore. J – Jokes 46. Say a word or phrase that would not be funny to anyone but you & of your friends (an inside joke) Hmm I don't know? 47. Are you usually the one who makes people laugh,Or the other way around? Both. 48. Do you cry when you laugh hard? Omg yes. 49. Write down a hilarious moment you had with someone that makes you laugh to this day! Too many to name. 50. Do you ever get in trouble for laughing or talking a lot during class? Never did no. K – Knowledge 51. The purpose of school: to learn, to cause trouble or to hang out with friends? Learn. 52. Do people refer to you as smart, dumb, or average? Lmao they refer me to a blonde. 😂 53. What was the highest grade you have received (full course mark) ever? A. 54. What was your last average? This year would you like to maintain it or aim higher? Not in school. 55. What do you find the most interesting subject to be (to study or to talk about)? None. L – Love 56. Are you currently in love? If not, have you been before? Yes I'm def in love. 57. Do people around you show you a lot of love (tell you they love you, hug you, kiss you, etc.)? My fiancé can't keep her hands off me. 😏 58. Is love worth it? Def esp when your with the right person. 59. Do you hate it when girls in their young teenage years say they ‘love’ someone that they’ve been dating for a few months? No. I knew Kate was the one right away. 60. Does it take a lot for you to say you love someone, or is it just a word? Not with Kate I just knew. ❤️ M – Money 61. Do you believe that money makes the world go round? In some ways. 62. Is your family on the poor side, average, or above average when it comes to money? Average. 63. Are you saving up for college/university, or planning to? For my daughter yes she has a college fund. 64. Would you rather win millions of dollars & be set for life, or find the perfect person to marry & start a family with? Perfect person of course. 65. On a scale of 1-10, how important is money to you? 10. N – Naughty 66. Are you a virgin? Lmao. 67. What do you think about doing sexual things with someone you’re not going out with? I've done it. 68. Do you know anybody you consider a ’slut’? What makes you say that? No. 69. If you could, would you erase some things you did in the past or make it so you did more? Erase certain people yes. 70. Do you consider yourself more nice or more naughty? You can’t say both! Naughty. 😏 O – Openness 71. How long does it take for you to open up to someone? Awhile. 72. What does it take for you to fully trust someone? Being with the right person. 73. Are you generally untrusting towards people because of past experiences, or any other reason? I was in the beginning. Now I trust Kate with my entire life. 74. When are you comfortable with someone sexually? More than comfortable. 😏 75. When it comes to parents and close friends, what’s the limit of what you can tell them? Anything. P – Positive 76. Have you ever had an experience with someone that didn’t necessarily end positively? If so, would you rather erase the memory of that person because of the sad times or keep the memory of that person because of the good times? Yes, erase completely please. 77. Do you agree with the saying: better to have loved and lost than not have loved at all? In some ways. 78. Are you more optimistic or pessimistic? What do you try to be? Optimistic. 79. Do you agree that something good can come out of everything? In some ways. 80. Have you ever had a time where something really bad happened, but something really good happened because no of it? If so, please explain, what it was: lmao meeting the love of my life after the mistake of my life. She's the best thing to ever happen to me besides my daughter. ❤️ Q – Questions 81. When faced with a problem, do you ask for help or try to figure it out yourself? Figure it out myself. 82. Do you often question the world and how we came about? What are some things you would like to know about creation? I do question life sometimes and all about meaning. 83. Do you think the government is truthful? If you could ask the president one question, what would it be? I'm scared of that answer. And nothing I don't want to talk to the president. 84. When someone does something wrong to you, do you confront them and ask them why they did it or just let it go? Confront of course. 85. What is one unsolved mystery about the world that you want answers to? Why death. Why not live forever. R – Respect 86. How do you show respect? With emotions and effort. 87. What can someone do for you to lose all respect for them? Talk shit. 88. Do you respect your teachers, parents, and other authority figures? Yes. 89. When you are disrespectful to your parents, what is the punishment? None lol. 90. If someone is mean to you, are you mean back or do you kill them with kindness? Mean back. 😂 S – School 91. If you are still in school, what grade will you be going into?None. 92. When will you graduate high school/college? Done with school. 93. After high school, what did you do/are you planning to do? We'll see what the future holds. 94. Do you like or hate school? What do you like/hate about it? Hate school always have. 95. Have you ever been suspended, expelled, or dropped out of school? Suspended lol. T – Temptation 96. Have you ever done something wrong, knowing it was wrong, because something inside of you said it was okay? lol yes. 97. Has anyone ever pressured you to smoke or drink? Did you do it? No. Never. 98. Did you ever cheat on someone? Why did you do it? Yes, I wasn't in love and was unhappy. 99. Did you ever want to do something sexual with someone you didn’t really know or love? I've done it. What did you end up doing? Everything . 100. Do you give in to temptation easily, or are you more independent and strong willed? It depends. U – Unique 102. Do you do a lot of things because your friends are doing it? No. 103. Do you follow trends, wear whatever you want, or wear really unique pieces? I wear whatever I want. 104. Do you give in easily to peer pressure? Do you do things such as smoke, drink, or have casual sex? Lol no. I drink, and have casual sex, lol I'm in adult. 105. What makes you different from people your age? Having a kid. Getting married. V – Value 106. What’s the most expensive thing in your room? My tv. 107. What’s more valuable: your life or the lives of your loved ones? Would you sacrifice your life for other people? The lives of my loved ones. Of course I would give my life to my loved ones. 108. What is something you value not because it cost a lot, but because it means a lot to you? My engagement ring. 💍 109. If there was a fire in your house/apartment, what is the first thing you would grab? 110. Do you think past memories and experiences are more valuable than what could possibly happen in the future? Hell no. W – Wishes 111. If you had three wishes, what would they be? Having my dad be alive, I would use all 3 wishes on that. 112. Would you rather wish yourself to be happy, or your loved ones? My loved ones. 113. Do you believe that wishes come true if you really believe in them? I would like to think that. 114. Have you ever had a wish come true? If so, what was that wish? Yes, my daughter is my wish come true and Kate was my wish come true. She completed my fairytale. 115. Do you find wishing for things a waste of time because everything that’s meant to happen, will happen? No I always wish on stars. Y – You 121. Are you more independent or social? Social. 122. What is something that makes you very mad when you see it? Animal cruelty. 123. Do you think that you have potential to do great things? Of course. 124. Do you think people are born a certain way, or develop their personalities based on what they go through in life? Develop their personalities for sure. 125. Do you think people are generally good ? I am not sure anymore with what's going on in the world. Z – Zest 126. Are you currently happy with your life? Why or why not? Yes. I have a beautiful daughter and I'm getting married, and have a wonderful family and friends.

[birdieboob]

Talk about quiz

1:Talk about the first time you watched your favorite movie.

The one movie which I can watch a million times and not get sick of is Shawshank Redemption. It used to be my most hated movie until I actually sat down to watch it because it plays pretty much every day. I love Andy!


2:Talk about your first kiss.

My first kiss was with Steven in second grade! I dont remember exactly where it happened but he was my first boyfriend.


3:Talk about the person you’ve had the most intense romantic feelings for.

Oh boy thats tough. The most intense feelings was with this one ex. We dated for a short amount of time but our whole relationship was intense. There was such a sweetness to it but also a comfortable feeling. I felt secure. But alas that ended.


4:Talk about the thing you regret most so far.

I regret not being able to save for texas! Its just so fucking hard!


5:Talk about the best birthday you’ve had.

The best birthday I had was also one of my worst. It was my 16th birthday and we were all supposed to go out to play pool along with my boyfriend. But my younger brother threw this HUGE fit about mt boyfriend coming so he had to go home so it was just my dad, me and my older brother who went. It was nice to spend time with my dad like that. Then when I got home they sat me down and gave me this little box. I opened it and it was a sweet 16 necklace! I have it still in my jewelry box.


6:Talk about the worst birthday you’ve had.

See above.


7:Talk about your biggest insecurity.

My belly. Ugh. I have a beer gut.


8:Talk about the thing you are most proud of.

My daughter! She is the most amazing little girl I have ever known. She knows how to make me laugh but also knows how to warm my heart. She is the silliest girl and has her mama’s sass. Im so glad I created her and I get to watch her grow up. 😭


9:Talk about little things on your body that you like the most.

I love my eyes. Ive been told my eyes are my best feature! My mom calls them Jeepers Creepers eyes lol


10:Talk about the biggest fight you’ve ever had.

Ive had a few lol but the biggest one? Ima tell you top 2. One boyfriend was asking me what I did last night (he was possesive) and I told him I hung out with a friend who was a girl. He asked what we did and I said we just hung out in a friends clubhouse in his backyard. He then got very angry accusing me of cheating and went to punch my face but I moved my head fast enough and he hit the lockers. I ran away crying to my resource room and he came in after me with his hand tripled in size. My teacher must of clued in because she made him leave and comforted me. Another one was I had been disagreeing with a boyfriend for a few days and we fought for a fucking week straight. He dumped me on thanksgiving. I cried for 5 minutes and was like “oh well 🤷🏻‍♀️”


11:Talk about the best dream you’ve ever had. No idea tbh.


12:Talk about the worst dream you’ve ever had. Sooooooo maannnyyyy


13:Talk about the first time you had sex/how you imagine your first time.

Lol oh shit here we go. Im gonna get hate for this! I was dating my first serious boyfriend for a year and half and I decided “you know what its almost valentines day Im gonna have sex with him”. So we walked around in the winter then I told him. We tried to find a spot (because my parents had no idea I was doing anything sexual so we couldnt do it in the house) so we found a gas station. He asked for the key while I waited by the door. We got in, turned on the hot water to warm up the bathroom and we had sex lol. Honestly... i couldnt feel shit. Like for my first time I thought “is this sex? Am I not doing it right? Is there something wrong with me?” Fuuuckkk Ill be waiting for the comments on this.


14:Talk about a vacation.

I went to Ottawa when I was 16, cody watched my rabbit, we had to bring my sisters rabbit cause she just had 6 babies, got super sunburt, ordered a hot dog and they forgot to ask for the money lol.


15:Talk about the time you were most content in life.

Right now! Life is perfect!


16:Talk about the best party you’ve ever been to.

No one invites me to parties lol.


17:Talk about someone you want to be friends with.

Idk lol


18:Talk about something that happened in elementary school.

I joined gymnastics which meant I had to be at the school for 7:30am to practice. I didnt have a leo like most girls but going through the lost and found I found a purple one. I wore it the next day and everyone was questioning it so I never wore it again.


19:Talk about something that happened in middle school.

I got bullied like hell. I got dog treats thrown at me every day.. my bully and her friends would mimic my lisp and everyone called me dumbo. So I cried to my parents. On a hearing appointment my ENT randomly brought up pinning my ears back because he noticed how out they were. My parents were hesitent but I convinced them I needed it.


20:Talk about something that happened in high school.

Grade 9. I heard about this guy who all the girls “fawned” over which is what I heard from the guys. One day he comes over to me and says hello. My heart skipped a beat and said hello back. From then we became close friends alongside a girl named jessie. One day we were all at jessies house and both me and him were upstairs. He was on the computer and I was on the bed. Suddenly he turned around and grabbed a pillow and began smothering me with it. I managed to get him off me and I went to go be with my friend so I laid on the couch. He came down after a few minutes and got on the couch with me. I whispered “please no” and he covered us with a blanket. He began molesting me while I cried and kept pleading him not to. His body held me down while my friend sat there and watched. Once he got off I just ran out the door and he followed me to the bus stop. Once I got to the stop I kept crying but he grabbed me and pushed me up against the glass. His hand was on my neck and he kissed me aggressively. Tears were streaming down my face when this guy comes to wait for the bus and he noticed so he said something. The guy who did that to me left. The next day and until he graduated he would shove me in the halls and punch me. He said I wanted him and Im making it all up. He made high school hell.


21:Talk about a time you had to turn someone down.

Omg. Lol. I was in the mental ward and this one guy was crushing on me so hard. We were in the tv room and he was writing me notes waiting for me to reply so I started answering him. This is how the convo went.

Him- are you single?

Me- yeah why?

Him- wanna date?

Me- i dont know you

Him- but I wanna eat nesquick out of your pussy.


22:Talk about your worst fear.

My worst fear is someone hurting my family. :(


23:Talk about a time someone turned you down.

Uhhh cant think of anyone.


24:Talk about something someone told you that meant a lot.

My parents and people close to me tell me Im a good mom. It just feels ao goos to hear.


25:Talk about an ex-best friend.

Oh idk which one to talk about. The one who watched me get molested? The one who stalks and harrasses me still to this day? The one who disappeared randomly or the one who kept choosing her other friends over me. Bleh.


26:Talk about things you do when you’re sick.

I woman up and take care of my child. Its like Im not even sick. I dont moan about it.


27:Talk about your favorite part of someone else’s body.

I looooveeeee @zombiepearl666 lips!

28:Talk about your fetishes.

I just like rough sex. Nothing too fancy lol


29:Talk about what turns you on.

See above.


30:Talk about what turns you off.

Missionary... where you lay ontop of me and thrust. Cant breathe. Gah.


31:Talk about what you think death is like.

I believe you get to watch over your loved ones. Like sit in the same room they are in and just admire them.


32:Talk about a place you remember from your childhood.

I dont remember places lol


33:Talk about what you do when you are sad.

I used to cut. But now I just lay in bed and vent to megan.


34:Talk about the worst physical pain you’ve endured.

My gallbladder attacks. Fuuuccckkkkk those were so bad they had to knock me out till the attack was over.


35:Talk about things you wish you could stop doing. I wish I would stop not saving.


36:Talk about your guilty pleasures.

I like to eat out when I know its bad for me. Does that count?


37:Talk about someone you thought you were in love with.

Im still unsure if I ever felt love with any boy.


38:Talk about songs that remind you of certain people.

Fast car reminds me of my mom. Any nightwish song reminds me of my dad. The last night by skillet reminds me of cody and a million reasons by gaga reminds me of gator.


39:Talk about things you wish you’d known earlier.

I wish I knew who would hurt me.


40:Talk about the end of something in your life.

16. The end of all normalcy in my life. It was when I got schizophrenia.