#shout outs to Cutie Pie and Secret Crush on You for being more thoughtful then I would have initially expected

[anthrotmnt]

Tagged by @piningbisexuals  (which was a sweet surprise - sorry it’s late!)

1. your all time favorite bl and why

Until We Meet Again. 

UWMA was like the third drama I watched after SOTUS and Love By Chance when I was first falling down the rabbit hole of Thai dramas. It’s one of the ones I can re-watch again and again. Even though it’s not the happiest, given certain circumstances (InKorn), I love the fictional idea of soulmates and love transcending time. I adore Pharm as one of my all-time favorite characters, with his actor being one of my favorites.  

Seriously the “aesthetic”, and idea of the red string of fate is one of my favorites, as well as it’s just overall more serious tone, while also containing humor, thoughtfulness, and love/warmth.

The friend group is also pretty great - though I wish we had seen more of it; honestly I think most friend groups, especially ones that come together when a pairing does, deserve more attention.

2. that one bl that scarred you for life

I haven’t really watched anything that has outright scarred me; the ones that probably would have, I went in knowing they were gonna be A Lot (fortunately).

Maybe History3: Make Our Days Count cause they really took such a sweet (highschool) enemies to lovers story with great chemistry and ended it that way. I know that’s the point - hence the title - and I def did not watch the last 10 minutes as per recommendation, but still. Rough

Also unrelated - because I don’t think I got it from this drama - but Dean’s upset crying while driving in UWMA got me nervous and now I fret when boys are distracted drivers in BL.

Maybe it’s all connected.

3. is there any bl that made you feel single?

I feel like a large part of BL’s appeal is the romance aspect and the comfort of reoccurring/familiar tropes you keep coming back to.

While many BLs have made me feel single, I want to give Oxygen some love here because while it’s not a perfect show, the main couple are just so soft and I love their softness and I think that kind of fluff makes me feel even more single then the average BL.

4. if you could change one thing from a bl, which one would it be?

TonHon Chonlatee - I would have given the surrogacy plot actual weight, or just straight up changed it so that the dad’s hospital trip and “forgiving” of his son didn’t feel so sudden and undeserving. Honestly, TonHon himself i think needed a few episodes less of being a jerk, if we weren’t even going to have Chonlatee and him as a happy couple for very long. So maybe the overall episode length because it had charm, and I enjoyed what I enjoyed, but it’s just a bit disappointing for what could have been.

5. that one bl you detest

I watched TharnType right before the boom we are currently seeing, because everyone talked about it, mostly because the chemistry between the actors being amazing. While at the time, right after, I did rate it high (for what it was - as it wasn’t trying to be anything clean and neat), I’m just kind of indifferent now. In the sequel, they took that acting chemistry and tried to present the couple as more loving and committed, while hiding most of the actual intensity behind paywalls haha.

For one I straight up detested though, I don’t know that I’ve watched any because if I started to detest it I would probably just not finish it/drop it. My attention isn’t all that great sometimes.

Maybe Together with Me: The Next Chapter (despite never having watched it) because while the original show dealt with the main couple cheating to be together you would think that means they really wanted to be together and it was a complicated emotional mess of internalized homophobia…but then I hear that more cheating happens after all they went through, and even more so! It was def an automatic “not interested” in MyDramaList.

6. your top 5

1) Until We Meet Again

2) Why R U

3) He’s Coming To Me

4) My Engineer

5) Oxygen

I would say these are my top 5 cause I’ve actually rewatched these haha.

Honorable Mentions: A Tale of Thousand Stars (very close I just need to rewatch it again I think), Bad Buddy, and Not Me (I’m still absorbing both of their freshness/thoughts and feelings).

7. that trashy bl you lowkey like

Cause You’re My Boy - Drake and Frank’s chemistry just keeps you hooked on the show and while production wise it is a bit choppy, I can see the charm of the show they wanted underneath.

Tonhon Chonlatee - like I said earlier it has charm, and a fun queer found family, but the pacing drags the series as a whole down.

8. your favorite korean bl

Color Rush

9. but also your top 3 for kbls

1) Color Rush

2) Where Your Eyes Linger

3) Mr. Heart

Honorable Mention: Long Time No See

I’m behind on some of the newer ones but based on the webcomic, I think Semantic Error could end up in the top 3.

10. season 2? which one?

I think I’ve watched only 3 dramas with a season 2: Still 2Gether, I Promised You the Moon, and Lovesick Season 2. 

IPYTM was disappointing, and I know of way more season 2s that sound disappointing/not my thing, that I have not watched.

I started, but didn’t finish, Color Rush season 2.

I plan to watch A Man Defies the World of BL season 2!

Lastly, I do still kind of want My Engineer season 2….

11. a bunch of dramas will air soon. which ones are you the most excited for?

KinnPorsche (this weekend?!)

But also The Eclipse and Never Let Me Go

12. tag them

@laowen n​ @ablazenqueen

[hanahinatahana]

Secret Crush On You-The Series

Just finished watching the last episode a few minutes ago...so sad it's over. The day I tried the first episode, I watched about 2 mins but thought it was going to be too overblown for me, so I stopped and tried watching something else. I was surprised as I watched the other show that my thoughts kept going back to the energy and gleefulness I saw in SCOY's first moments. I ended up stopping the second show ( can't even remember which one it was now) and just had to go back and give SCOY another try.

Best decision.

Episodes 1-5 were already up and I ended up binging them all. Once I got into the wackiness of Toh Jao Som and Daisy's friendship I was hooked. They're so chaotic, but also supportive and sweet to each other. Friendship goals for real.

Also, the chemistry between the 2 leading couples was really good. SkyJao took a little time to go on me since Jao always seemed reluctant and scared. I didn't think it was cute that it seemed like Sky had to force Jao all the time. Jao would never expressly say no, but it always seemed awkward between them until Jao finally loosened up and trusted Sky a bit more. NueaToh was so cute! The teasing, the eye contact and the kisses. They did it all. Sweet and cute, hot and steamy, emotional and silly too.

I never felt bored. Not for one minute in any of the episodes. There were moments of frustration ( Van Gogh/Red discussion), of anger (tj.go.to.hell posts), and sadness (Daisy/Day dilema), but never boring.

I won't take any complaints about Toh's collection either. The show addresses his actions multiple times to show that he and others know it's creepy and to deliver the message that his actions are not standard or accepted. I didn't read the novel so I don't know if the show exaggerated or toned down Toh's actions for the series. I do know that I didn't take it too seriously and just enjoyed the crazy moments of he being super awkward trying to keep items.

I think the cast did a good job, but special shout out to Seng for playing Toh. Never slacked for a minute in his role and really made it hard to imagine him behaving in any other way. I feel he embodied Toh very very well.

Also, really liked that there were all sorts of couples. BxB GxG BxG Trans x B. Each with their moments of cuteness. One of my main complaints with BLs is that the story doesn't leave space for other couple configurations, which isn't realistic. It's like this is supposed to be a space on inclusivity so why do so many shows exclude other pairs? I so happy SCOY included so many. Obviously there are more, but I definitely like this step in the right direction.

I really loved watching this show. I previously thought Cutie Pie was going to be one of my favorite BLs this year, but SCOY really pushed it back. My sleeper hit of 2022 so far. SCOY will probably stay at the top of the list, because I honestly can't see another show coming out this year and giving me as much life and as many feels as this one.

Lastly, this was produced by Saint Suppapong. I think this was his first project from IDOLFACTORY. The next is a GL, GAP The Series, which I watched the trailer for. I'm excited to see it as well. I feel that I can have high expectations since I like SCOY so much.

[byeoltoyuki]

Heart like yours ⇾ JHS

↳Pairing : You x Hoseok

Genre : Fluff / Extra fluff?

Words: +5k

Summary : First your favorite book. Then, your favorite flowers. No doubt you had a secrete admirer. Now, you couldn’t help but wonder who was behind all those lovely presents. And maybe, you hoped that Hoseok was the one behind it.

A/N: Thank you my sweet cutie pie @virgin-snow​ for another moodboard, you know how much I loved it! And it’s absolutely your fault that the supposed 2 pages long story turned into something else. (I still love you tho).

*****

There was something about spring that made you feel extremely dreamy, lively, peaceful and so at ease with your mind. And at the same time, spring brought an eerie atmosphere to the world. Birds were back, singing their songs every morning. Flowers were slowly showing themselves while trees came back to life. The park nearby your college was not an exception. It gave you inspiration and you felt the itch in your fingers to draw.

And it was exactly what you did every Wednesday afternoon for the past month. You would sit under a cherry blossom tree, your sketchbook and pencil on your laps. The view was astonishing with flowers blooming all around the place, the gentle breeze spread the petals of cherry blossom all around the place looking almost as if it was fairy dust. You put on some slow music on your phone and then you just let your hand move on its own, letting your surroundings guide you. You were completely immersed in the drawing, pouring your feelings on the paper, you forgot everything including the fact that you were supposed to go back to class.

"There you are." A very familiar voice called from beside you and then, the next thing you knew someone plopped just next to you. "I knew you'd be here."

Of course Hoseok would know where to find you. He always did. You rolled your eyes at him as he disturbed your peaceful drawing cession. He knew it would upset you but he also knew that you would forgive him anyway -especially if he showed you his beautiful smile. You could never stay mad at Hoseok.

"Oh come on! Don't glare at me like that, Y/N!" Hoseok complained, whining like a child before poking your cheek playfully and earning a light groan from you.

"Stop that." You tried to dodge his attack but Hoseok was faster and wrapped an arm around yours, forcing you to stay close so he could keep poking you soft cheek.

"Hobi!" You whined in despair which only made him laugh louder.

"Aren't you like supposed to be in your art class in" Hoseok started saying and then checked his watch, "Fifteen minutes?"

Your eyes widened in shock, you hastily grabbed his wrist to check the time for yourself and when you realized that he was right and not simply messing with you, you panicked and let a low 'shit' escape your lips. Hoseok chuckled at your reaction, absolutely not surprised by how you forgot all about your classes despite art class being your favorite.

You threw everything back in your bag without caring much if it turned into a mess in your bag. Despite the park being close to the campus you had little to not enough time at all to arrive on time. You cursed under your breath for being so clumsy and pretty much unlucky. You should have known better since it happened all the time but you never learn - and nobody blamed you anyway.

Hoseok stretched his hand for you to grab and help you to get up from the ground. He gave you one of his most beautiful smile and if you weren't in such rush you would have probably melted right on the spot, instead you simply grabbed his hand. "Thanks."

"What would you do without me huh?" He joked, his grip on your hand suddenly tightening.

"Not much. Probably." You agreed without hesitation because it was the truth. Hoseok was always there for you, reminding you that you had classes, bringing smile on your face and you could actually go on about all the things he did for you. You simply smiled in return, gave his hand a gentle squeeze before finally letting go. "See you later, Hobi!"

But just before you could run away he shouted a 'don't run! You're going to fall!!' And he was right because shortly after he said that you tripped but caught yourself on time.

You were just too clumsy.

*****

By some kind of miracle or a help of some deity, you managed to get to your art class right before your teacher. You sighed in relief and dropped right onto your chair, wiping some sweat from your face before something caught finally your attention. Right before you laid a book you were all too familiar since you kept borrowing it from the library -instead of buying your own version. You stared at the book for another good five minutes, your brain had long stopped functioning to the point that you hadn't noticed that your teacher started talking about a new project. At least until your friend shoved you playfully.

"You've been staring at the book for like five minutes, Y/N. It's almost creepy." Your friend commented but with a playful smile. "Did you borrow the book again and forgot it last time in class?"

"No."

"Oh? That's weird."

You nodded few times completely agreeing. Hesitantly, you took the book in your hands, brushing the soft cover with your thumb before finally opening the first page; a small note fell from it.

"I know how much you love A walk to remember. Why is it that you like sad stories hm? Now at you least you can stop borrowing it and just have this one with you."

Your eyes darted back and forth between the book and Soomin, wondering if it was some kind of joke, after all they did make fun of you for always borrowing this book instead of actually buying it for good.

"Is it from you, Soomin?" You finally asked

"Huh?" She asked confused before leaning closer and seeing the note. "Nope. I'm broke if you remember."

"Right." You actually rolled your eyes at her excuse that was only half valid but you let it go. Soomin had absolutely no reason to give you a present without clearly writing her name on the paper which made you only question further of who was behind this present. "Guess I'll find  out another time."  

But 'another time' never came up. No matter how much you thought about it or asked your closed friends about the book, none had an explanation. After two days of thinking, you decided to just give up, thanking whoever was behind this present for the attention. Yes, it was a little disturbing how well the person knew you but it was still a nice surprise.

Except it didn't really stop with the book.

The next surprise came barely two days later when once again you joined your art class right after lunch. A bouquet of pink roses laid on your usual sit with another small note stuck around the bouquet. You glanced all around the place, almost wanting someone else to be inside the class and tell you that it was for them - except you were alone and were pretty sure it was for you.

"I wondered for a moment which roses I should get you. I know you like them but it was still hard to chose! You like pink, right? So I hope you enjoy these."

And just like the previous time, it was printed instead of handwritten which made your investigation only harder. It was nice, you couldn't deny it. You felt your heart swell with fondness as you took sit and grabbed the bouquet of flowers. The pink roses were freshly mixed with some  white daisies. The bouquet was absolutely lovely and you couldn't stop yourself from bringing the bouquet closer to your nose -stop yourself from putting your face right into the bouquet just so you could smell the nice scent of flowers.

"Thank you." You said to no-one in particular. It didn't matter that nobody was here to witness your gratitude or the soft smile that painted your face while you looked at the bouquet.

*****

"Have you guys heard that our little Y/N over here has a secrete admirer? Not like I can blame him, she's absolutely adorable and lovable." Soomin brought all the attention on you. Here you thought you would have a peaceful movie night at Jimin's place -like almost every Sunday night, but Soomin had other plans for you.

You hated how all the attention had shifted on you. Soomin exchanged a rather knowing look with Jimin -without a doubt he knew something too, and you didn't like it. You loved your friends. Really. But sometimes they could be too annoying for your liking -which was probably why you loved them in the first place but you couldn't possibly admit it out loud, not now, not ever.

"As in a guy is crushing on her but is too shy to confess openly?" Jimin wiggled his brows playfully at you but looked back at Soomin. "I'd be shy to confess too. Y/N looks like she'd eat a guy alive."

"She's going to eat you alive, yeah." Soomin chuckled and pointed at you.

Soomin was right. You could bear the teasing whenever it came from Soomin or Hoseok but whenever Jimin teased you, you would slowly lose your calm demeanor. Just like right now. You were openly staring at Jimin. Or more like shooting daggers.

"I'm not lying though! Y/N looks either sleepy or angry whenever she's alone so of course a guy would be scared to approach her!" Jimin tried to defend himself

"Well those guys are cowards!"

"Hey! I'd be scared too!" Then he glanced at you. "No offense."

You were very tempted to say 'none taken' because you never took Jimin seriously, but that would only push him to tease you more, so instead you grabbed a pillow and without mercy started hitting him hard right on the face, making him squeal. His arms flew right before his face to prevent your hits from hurting him any further but it was of no use. Maybe you looked frail and innocent but sometimes your strength became inhuman and Jimin had to face your wrath.

"Have mercy!" He begged while Soomin and Hoseok couldn't help but laugh at the childish fight that happened too often anyway just because Jimin knew how to rile you up. "Soomin! Stop laughing and help me!"

"Oh no babe. You deserved that one."

Hoseok was the one who took pity on him and decided to put a stop to the fight by wrapping both of his arms around your waist and pulling you back against him. Maybe if you weren't so into the fight you would have realized what Hoseok did, but instead you tried to free yourself so you could launch yourself back on Jimin.

"See! You're scary!" Jimin cried out and jumped from the couch to put some good distance between you two.

"You're such a baby!" Soomin joked

"You're terrible, Jimin." You complained and finally let go.

You flopped down on the couch only to realize that your back was not pressed against a soft back of the couch but against a rather toned chest and only then you noticed the pair of strong arms wrapped around you. Your whole body froze and you became awfully aware of how warm Hoseok felt against you or of how gently he held you against him, absolutely unbothered. You didn't realize you were holding your breath until you heard how hard your heart pounded and it made you only even more self-conscious. What if he could hear the frenetic beating of your heart too? It was too embarrassing so you didn't dare to move.

Hoseok made things easier for you. Once he was sure that you were not going to bounce back at Jimin, he slowly let go of you and sat back comfortably on the couch.

"I think it's cute." Soomin ignored Jimin's complaining about how badly you had hurt him and how badly he needed her attention and looked at you. "Whoever is crushing on you must be a romantic. The book? Your favorite flowers? He knows you well enough."

"Wouldn't that mean that it's someone close to her though?" Jimin dared to say before carefully getting back on the couch but still putting some distance between you two. Just in case. "It's not me I swear!"

"I'd be the one doing the beating if it was you." Soomin glared at him and it was enough for Jimin to sheepishly smile at her and wrap his arms around her body, nudging her cheek with his nose. "Yeah, yeah, be the cute guy now."

"I know I am." Jimin proudly said before shifting his attention back on you. "So. What are you going to do if this guys gathers the courage to confess? I'm genuinely curious."

"Shouldn't it depend on who's the guy?" Soomin said before you could even think about any logical answer.

You couldn't believe this conversation was still going on when all you wanted was to go back to the so called movie night. You didn't want think any further about the secret admirer -probably because of Hoseok's presence and that maybe you have been harboring a little crush on him.

"I swear to god, Jimin, you're so annoying. Soomin, why do you date this dumbass?" You cried in frustration which only made Jimin even more proud of himself as he smirked at you.

Annoyed and desperate, you pulled the blanket high enough to hide your face and muffle your groan. Please someone, save me. This situation was getting too embarrassing for you.

Hoseok chuckled at your lame attempt to hide from the world and from your friends. It wasn't the first time that he witnessed such fight and with you ending up even more embarrassed. He found it adorable how your cheeks would flare up. How you would try to look threatening with your brows furrowed.  He circled his arm around your shoulders this time and pulled you closer against him, making sure you were comfortably settled against him before he patted your head gently.

"Well, aren't you cute?" Jimin cooed at you two

"What? You want a hug too? Come here!" Hoseok only laughed and made some kissy face knowing all too well that it would make Jimin stop from bothering you.

"Ew, hell no."

*****

Despite the movie night, when the morning came, you couldn't stop the sick feeling creeping inside you. Your mind was completely consumed by your art project that was due to today and even if you had finished it three days ago, you were still not so sure about the result. At first, it seemed nice. Far from perfect but acceptable for your liking. Now? Now, you weren't so sure. It was rather well known that artists whoever they were, were harsh to their work and you were no exception. Now that you stared at the canvas you were far from satisfied with your work.

Your head started throbbing, your hands turning suddenly sweaty and you felt nauseous just at the thought of going to class. Your mouth went dry as you contemplate your work. No, it wouldn't do. You couldn't bring this to your art class. You knew you could do better and you wanted it to show to everybody but sadly for you, you had no time left to start over.

"Shit."

You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. You were overthinking again. You were being harsh towards yourself once again. You knew all of that and yet it was still hard to comfort yourself and think about something good.

You can do it.

And it seemed that you weren't the only one thinking that.

The moment you opened your door, ready to leave, you managed to stop yourself on time from stepping right into a small basket on the floor. There were chocolate, different kind of cookies and blueberry muffins, some fresh drink and of course a small note.

"This is sooooo unhealthy! But I know you love those. And I know you're stressed. Don't be. You underestimate yourself! I know you can do it. You will show them all how amazing and talented you are. When they'll see the result? I'm sure they will be completely bewildered! So take a breath? You'll be fine."

You choke on the note. You still of course had no clue about the identity of your secrete admirer but whoever it was you felt incredibly grateful for their words. It was encouraging and sweet and suddenly you didn't feel so down or disappointed. Your grip on the piece of paper only tightened as a small smile spread on your face.

"Fine. I definitely can do it."

And you did. You rocked the whole project, astonishing your teacher and your classmates. You had painted a landscape, nothing out of ordinary, nothing spectacular on the first glance -and especially for those who knew nothing about art, but those who knew couldn't ignore the details. They couldn't ignore your use of paints, your perfect use and mixing of colors giving to your painting an eerie vibe, turning the ordinary landscape into something more.

You left your classroom with a huge and proud smile on your face that only widened at the sight of Hoseok leaning against the wall as he waited for you with crossed arms. He, too, couldn't stop the smile spreading on his lips as he saw how happy you looked. There was no need of asking how it went, the answer was written all over your face.

But maybe you had underestimated your own joy and how more confident you felt because before Hoseok could even greet you, you jumped happily at him, circling your arms tightly around his waist as you yelled a 'I did it!'

You were so terribly lost in your own happiness that you hadn't noticed how Hoseok pulled you a little closer to him, one arm wrapped around you while his free hand ran through your hairs, gently brushing them. Maybe you would have noticed how fondly he was smiling at you and how his eyes were shining brightly.

"See? You had nothing to worry about." Hoseok looked down on you without stopping brushing your hair. You moved your head so you could look at him and see his beautiful face and only then you realized what you had done.

"Sorry!" You almost jumped away from him, too embarrassed and yet still incredibly happy. You felt your cheeks burning as you looked at him and gave him an apologetic smile. "I got carried away."

"I don't mind." Hoseok chuckled. "Want to grab a drink? I think you deserve one."

You couldn't say no.

To your biggest surprise your usually so crowded little café near your campus was almost empty which was definitely odd considering the fact that it was the middle of the afternoon and that most of students would just come here to study in a better atmosphere than the library -though in your opinion it was debatable. You nervously glanced back at Hoseok, almost expecting a some kind of explanation coming from him, except there was none. It seemed that for once students decided to spend their afternoon somewhere else and he looked pleased with this fact.

"Have a seat and I'll order. I guess you want your usual Mocha Coffee?" Hoseok asked despite knowing already your answer.

Maybe you were a little predictable. Or maybe he knew you too well. Either way you nodded your head, your cheeks rosy, you let him order while you spotted a nice table by the window. It was a habit, whenever you were at a café or restaurant you needed a table close enough to the window so from time to time you could observe the outside world.

You felt still high after the presentation of your canevas, butterflies erupting in your stomach as you thought back about your teacher's comments and your classmates enthusiasm.  It had already made your day. But now that you were at a café with Hoseok, you felt delighted, ecstatic and the idea of spending some quality time alone with him made it only better.

"And here comes your Mocha." Hoseok put your drink on the table before sitting down.

"Thank you." You cursed yourself for stuttering. You shouldn't feel so damn nervous around him, after all you have been friends long enough but it was Hoseok and your little crush for him made things a tiny bit more difficult. But before you could think of something else to say, a song stopped you right in your track.

It was, obviously, normal for the café to play many hot trends, except instead of playing a recent hit, it was an old song that started playing. A song that had a particularly strong effect on you. Dripping tears by Son Dam Bi. You hadn't heard this song for a while but the moment you heard the first notes of the song, you recognized it straight away. You jerked in your seat, surprised at first and then you looked with curiosity at the waitress who only smiled in return.

The mix of the song and her smile made your heart pounding crazily in your chest.  

*****

"Hey Soomin." You moved in her bed so you were laying on your side, head pressed in the palm of your hand, you watched her getting ready for her date with Jimin. You didn't really understand why Soomin so stubbornly insisted on needing your help and opinion, especially when Jimin loved her in whatever she decided to wear anyway. "I was wondering about the secret admirer."

"What about him?" She looked at you through the mirror as she was trying her fifth outfit of the afternoon.

Your confidence slowly wavered as you caught Soomin's knowing look, she grinned widely and for a moment you wondered if she already knew what you were about to ask. You straightened up on the bed and scowled at her with crossed arms.

"Maybe it's Namjoon." Soomin, this time, turned around to face you properly. "He has been awfully nice to you."

"He's nice to everyone." You protested

But Soomin had a point. Yes, Namjoon was incredibly friendly with almost the whole campus -not many could resist his dimples and his brain, but it was also true that he had been paying you a little more attention lately. But no matter how handsome and nice he was, you weren't thinking about him at all.

You grabbed a pillow and pressed it tightly against your chest, your legs crossed, you pouted. "Fine. It can be him."

"I know right? He has been giving you the puppy eyes for the past two weeks." Soomin seemed to have completely forgotten about her date and how she was supposed to get ready. "But you wanted to say something else, right?"

You bit your inner cheek, not so sure about your question. Soomin, on the other hand, smiled and squatted down before you, grabbing gently both of your hands.

"Come on. Tell me your thoughts. You know I'm just messing with you."

You knew she did.

"Do you think it can be Hobi?" Your cheeks flare up at your admission. There was no going back.

"Oh."

Soomin gave your hands a comforting squeeze.

"Do you think it's him or do you want it to be him?"

*****

There were days you wished you could just stay home, tucked in your bed with some shitty TV shows and definitely tons of absolutely unhealthy snacks just so you could forget all about the  outside world. You wanted to loath in self-pity, far from your friends' eyes. Sadly, when those bad days came you had to spend them in class, surrounded by people you didn't want to see. Knowing all too well that nothing good would come out of this day.

Today happened to be worse than ever.

You started your day by not waking up before 10 a.m, no matter how hard your alarm rang or how many times Soomin called, you heard none of it. It resulted in you missing your first class which wasn't that bad. Except it didn't stop there.

Not only you arrived late in your next class but it had also completely slipped out of your mind that you had a test. That you obviously failed.

You thought it stopped there? It didn't.

After you had left your class, dejected, you barely managed to get out of the main building that the strap of your bag broke which resulted in your bag falling on the ground, some of your stuffs rolling of your bag. If from outside your face was blank as you stared at your bag on the floor, from inside you were screaming in frustration and despair.

When lunch came, you tried as hard as possible to get away from people just to avoid any possible chaos and danger for yourself. It worked for about ten minutes. You were so desperate to get back home while holding your bag in your arms that you forgot to pay attention on your surrounding which resulted in you bumping a guy who ended up spilling all of his coffee on your shirt.

"Shit! I'm sorry!" The guy apologized immediately. "Are you ok?"

You were not ok. It was the last straw, your sanity had left you for good.

"It's fine." You managed to say despite your voice being awfully low and shaky.

You were far from being fine but you needed to get out of there as far as possible before you would start crying in the middle of the campus. You gave the guy a reassuring smile before going your way. You had only one thing on your mind: the need to get home. For once you didn't care about classes, you didn't care if you had forgotten about any other tests -you would fail anyway, going home was the only acceptable option.

Desperate to get out of this place as soon as possible, you didn't notice how you passed by Hoseok without noticing him or how you didn't notice the huge rock on the ground. At least until your feet hit it and you stumbled. A silent scream escaped your mouth, you pictured already your totally ungraceful fall, except it never came thanks to a hand that grabbed your arm, tightly, before pulling you right into someone's arms. Despite your numb mind, you still managed to recognize Hoseok's scent that surrounded you.

"Careful pumpkin." He whispered, one hand still holding your arm while the other ran through your hair, soothing you as best as he could.

His presence should have brought a smile on your face or at least appeased you, but you were far too gone and before you could even start thinking about what to say, the first tears started rolling down your cheeks. There was no way you could hold back any longer so you let it go.

"Rough day huh?" Hoseok could count on the fingers of one hand how many times he witnessed your breakdown. You would never show it to people, too proud, too shy to bother others but he was glad that for once it happened in his presence so he could make you feel better. "It's gonna be ok, pumpkin." He wrapped his arms around your frail body, pulling you even closer to him, his head rested on top of yours as he rocked you gently, humming a melody. "It's just a bad day. You'll be fine. I'm here."

*****

Two whole weeks passed in a blink of an eye. Two weeks of pure torture which came in form of exams, endless projects presentations and many sleepless night. Two weeks without any news of your secret admirer. At first it didn't bother you that much, your mind was busy with the exams as well, but then, when you took a little break your mind wandered and you couldn't help but feel disappointed. No matter what you had told Soomin, you really hoped for the secret admirer to be Hoseok. Except he didn't give you any signs of being the one.

With a long and tired sigh, you rolled in your bed, pushing the books you had been studying for another exam. Two more days and you would finally be free. Two more days before you could forget about everything and sleep.

⎪Hobi  

[8:30pm]

Are you still alive?

⎪Hobi  

[8:30pm]

Because I'm sure as hell ready to die :( those exams are teeeerrrible

⎪You  

[8:31pm]

I think my soul is about to leave my body.

⎪Hobi  

[8:31pm]

That bad huh.

⎪Hobi  

[8:32pm]

Then, what are your plans for after the exams?

⎪You  

[8:32pm]

Sleep.

⎪Hobi  

[8:32pm]

All the time?

⎪You  

[8:33pm]

Yeah. I have 2 weeks of sleep to catch on.

⎪Hobi  

[8:33pm]

Aww, poor pumpkin

⎪You  

[8:33pm]

Yes, poor me :(

⎪Hobi  

[8:34pm]

Then, does it mean, you won't want to see me? :(

⎪You  

[8:34pm]

????

⎪Hobi  

[8:35pm]

I wanted to ask you for a date.

You choked at his last message. For a second you wondered if it was someone else messaging you and not Hoseok but after a quick check, there was no doubt that those messages were from Hoseok.

⎪You  

[8:40pm]

I would never say no to you Hobi. So when?

Two hours later and you still had no reply from  Hoseok. It bothered you and it worried you. Was he busy? Did he forget to answer? Maybe he was just joking around? So many questions were running through your pretty head that none were answered in the end.

At least till two days later.

It was the final day, the day of liberation, of pure freedom. A day that your secret admirer had a comeback by leaving a pink envelope on your table. The moment you spotted it from the entrance, your whole body froze. Unable to breath, unable to move, unable to think, your mind was completely numb until someone pushed you lightly out of their way, making you stumble.

"Sorry." But you barely heard the apology as your eyes was glued to the baby pink envelope.

As you got to your place and with shaky hand you took the envelope. Inside there was a golden ticket for an amusement park. And just like many times a small note came with it, except this time it was handwritten. And handwriting that you were all too well familiar.

"Let's have this date tomorrow?"

Your heart missed a beat as the realization dwell on you.

No, it was not a coincidence.

No, it was not some kind of tricky game that your brain played on you.

Hoseok was the romantic, caring, secret admirer.

⎪You  

[8:55am]

I'm more than ready for this date.

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Muffin Pt. 1 Pairing: Marty x Buffy (Muffy) + slight Amber x Andi (Ambi), Jonah x Cyrus (Jyrus), and Bex x Miranda (Biranda) Rated: Everyone Summary: Finally a couple, Buffy is determined to not lose Marty. She will not have them end up like Jonah and Andi who are currently on a break. She may be going overboard, but doing too much is better than nothing at all. Isn’t it? “We need a wet towel!” Buffy screams at Andi, backing away from the stovetop where her grilled cheese slowly turns darker than the pan it fries in. A small flame is starting at the lower left corner of the sandwich.

“Coming!” Andi shouts from the hallway, her nose in the closet. Just then, Bex and Miranda enter. Their riveting conversation about Wes Anderson movies cut short when both notice Buffy standing with her back to the fridge, a brown apron on, terror on her face. Her eyes are aglow with the fire on the stovetop. “Oh my god!” Bex shouts. Her mouth agape. Miranda hurries to the stove to turn off the burner. Bex crosses to the sink where she pulls out the fire extinguisher they keep tucked in the far back of the cabinet. Within seconds the flame is put out and the pan is carefully placed in the sink for further cooling off under the running faucet. Andi rushes into the kitchen with a dripping wet towel in hand. She’s frantic until she sees the fire has been put out...and just whom put it out. Her shoulders fall and she slightly wrings the towel in her hands. “Sorry,” Andi ducks her head to avoid meeting her mom’s stare. “Oh—um...” Miranda trails off, looking down at Andi’s feet. There’s a fist sized puddle growing. Andi pinches a dripping wet corner of the towel and folds it in on itself before placing it neatly on the countertop. Bex places her hands on her hips, a firm stare aimed on Buffy currently. “Well? What were you two doing? Cooking, without a grown up present?” Andi opens her mouth to protest any blame that may be on Buffy when the curly haired girl shrugs before accepting all the blame herself. “It’s all my fault.” Buffy meets Bex’s stare, matching the intensity save for the remorse she adds in. Andi sighs, coming to her friend’s side. “She said she would make Marty lunch before school.” “I just didn’t realize it would be so hard.” Buffy mumbles. Miranda and Bex share a look before she decides to slip out, promising to come back for coffee and donuts tomorrow. Andi and Buffy sit at the table, sensing a talk is about to happen. Buffy didn’t want to cause trouble. Especially not for Andi, that was the last thing the girl needed. Her relationship with Jonah ended a few days ago when it came out...when he came out. Jonah being bisexual didn’t bother Andi, she didn’t even mind that he told her he might have feelings for their friend, Cyrus. But it hurt when he said he no longer liked her that way, and he just needed to be without a girlfriend or boyfriend for awhile to think about things. Andi, of course, supported him and even suggested he try to tell Cyrus how he feels. She still doesn’t know Cyrus’ situation. But even being as smiley as ever, Buffy could see the moments where Andi was hurting. Amber could, too. That’s why for the past few days that they’ve been going to the Spoon, Amber has been giving Andi free refills for her milkshakes. Andi refused the offer until Amber insisted it was allowed. It was not. Buffy kept quiet, though. Now here Buffy is, creating a fire in her best friend’s kitchen all because of a promise to make lunch for her and her boyfriend. She really didn’t want to cause any more trouble or pain for Andi because, though she insisted it would be a cute idea, it was clear she was reminded of all the things that couples do that her and Jonah will never get to do now. Buffy stares at her lap. Disappointed with herself, she picks at her name embroidered in gold threading across the middle of her apron. Her mom had it done for her. It was just after Buffy promised her neither would ever miss each other’s birthday, and so away happened the many birthday cakes she would have to make her mom and herself to only be seen over video chat. But it was worth it. Just to see her smiling face, proud Buffy was keeping her promise. If only she were her right now... Bex looks from the simmering grilled cheese still in its pan, jutting out of the sink, to the two girls in front of her. “What’s going on?” “We just told you—” Andi starts before Bex holds a hand up, silencing her. “I know the situation regarding the burnt grilled cheese. I meant...both of your situations. Are you guys okay?” Bex softens. Andi shakes her head slowly until it becomes vigorous. Buffy takes her hand which lays on the table as the other bunches the hem of her shirt. “I know it’s hard getting over your first crush,” Bex ducks until she can meet Andi’s stare. “I get it. It sucks. For now. But it will get better. It will get easier to see him again, to see other couples being all couple-y. Just give it time.” She moves her gaze to Buffy who meets it immediately. “And you. If a boy is putting enough pressure on you to make him a sandwich that you start a fire in your friend’s kitchen? He’s not worth it. But I know Marty, he’s not the one who put you up to this.” Bex quirked a brow. “Is he?” Buffy shakes her head. “Okay then. Don’t make this so stressful. Just buy him lunch!” Bex shrugs, grinning. Buffy and Andi share a laugh, glancing over at the other. They nod so that the conversation is over but both know it’s much more than a first crush not liking you back, and a burnt grilled cheese sandwich. ————————— The Spoon was alive with conversation at every table. Amber’s friends were sat at the table in the farthest back. They don’t seem to notice her, and if they do they don’t seem to care to let her know they do. The only one who says “hi” and waves as she passes their table is Iris, still healing from her break up with Cyrus. The reasoning for their split is still kept a secret. Cyrus didn’t need to tell Iris he wasn’t ready, she just kept quiet and they continued hanging out. Buffy respected her but would never let the girl know. Andi slid into their booth finally. She had already made two trips to the bathroom, her face damp with a sheen of water from having splashed her face. She was doing fine, she insisted, just in need of a little waking up. Buffy tried hard to believe that even though Andi has no visible bags under her eyes, and the whites are as white as ever. But then, there is more than one way to be tired... “The usual?” Amber appears at their table wearing a bright smile. Her eyes flicking back and forth between Andi and Buffy before settling on Andi. Andi sighs. “Can you sit with us again?” Amber furrows her brows. Buffy knows she can’t, but she will. As she has for the past few days. Skipping out on lunch and having to scarf down a hearty dinner after work. Buffy didn’t know why but she kind of felt upset that Andi and Amber were getting so close. That Andi was almost relying on Amber more than her now. She shouldn’t because her and Cyrus have grown closer than all three of them have ever been. It just seemed more and more apparent the Good Hair Crew may be disbanding. “Of course!” Amber nods firmly. She puts her pad and pen away in the pouch of her waist apron and looks over her shoulder at her boss behind the counter, he’s already working two fryers. They were short on staff. “I’m taking my lunch break.” He nods irritatedly. Amber slides in beside Andi, takes up her hand and brings it to the table with hers. Andi drops her head onto Amber’s shoulder. Yep. Buffy thinks. The usual. Marty enters the restaurant, his backpack slung over one shoulder. “Hey, Muffin!” Buffy rises to bring him into a hug. It became a tight squeeze that wasn’t returned. Marty would have hugged back...if his arms weren’t pinned to his sides by Buffy. “Whoa! What’s gotten into you?” Marty pulls back from Buffy’s hold. “Did you just call me Muffin?” “Yeah! Of course. Why wouldn’t I? We’re boyfriend and girlfriend now. We should have pet names for each other.” Buffy feels sick. She can’t figure out what she’s doing, or why. “Right?” Marty stares at her, incredulous, before chuckling nervously. “I think I’ll just stick with Buffy. Is that okay? I’m terrible at coming up with nicknames. I’d probably just end up calling you Cutie Pie.” “That’s not so terrible.” Buffy actually thinks it’s better than Muffin. Marty laughs. “Except for the fact it’s wholly unoriginal and impersonal. At least you took the time to think of Muffin...why Muffin, though?” “Uh,” Amber stumbles over her lie, looking to Andi who covers for Buffy without thinking twice. “She remembered that time I made Jonah a muffin, which he didn’t show up...for. So it went to waste...” Andi trails off, her face scrunching up in sadness. Amber gives her hand a squeeze. “Right!” Buffy sees where Andi was going. “And there you were, right over her shoulder.” “Muffin!” Amber declares, holding her free hand up as if to present a prize to Marty. Marty looks between all three girls before taking his seat finally. “You’re all terrible at lying. But whatever the reason, I’m sure it required some thought. I like it.” Buffy forces herself to giggle, trying her hardest to bring on a blush. Everyone is staring at her. They all look concerned. She must be acting so strange, but she didn’t care. All Buffy could see just across from her and Marty was Andi looking fake happy as she clung to Amber’s side, their hands entwined until Amber’s lunch break was over. Buffy felt bad for her friend, but as selfish as it sounds, she was also determined to not end up like her. ————— With spring around the corner, the cold weather lets up. Everyone wears windbreakers or lightweight hoodies. The sun is peeking out from the clouds and offers a little warmth in contrast to the wind. Andi sits on the curb as her and Buffy wait for Marty. Kelsey is driving him to school again but they had to stop to pick up some breakfast, he promised to pick up something for Buffy also. She bought them lunch yesterday so he agreed to buy them breakfast today. “He should be here already!” Buffy kicks a rock across the lot. “Just be patient, Buffy.” Andi shakes her head at her friend’s antics, a small smile on her lips. “I don’t think his sister would have him miss first period because of a breakfast burrito. He’ll be here.” Jonah’s mom pulls up to the curb. “And so will he.” Andi hangs her head, eyes fixated on the phone in her lap. “She can’t text during school.” Buffy takes a guess at who she’s awaiting a text from. Andi is about to answer when her phone rings out briefly. Her eyes light up and she takes up the phone as if someone texted her she won concert tickets. “I stand corrected.” Buffy rolls her eyes. Jonah walks over to them. He scratches the back of his head, looking like a child guilty of breaking the cookie jar only to find nothing there. He broke Andi, and in the end there wasn’t even a relationship to salvage. Or at least, there won’t be for awhile. Buffy shouldn’t be mad, she should understand what he’s going through because it’s the same as Cyrus. Trying to figure himself out. It’s not his fault he fell out of like with Andi, and it’s even more not his fault he thinks he may like Cyrus as more than a friend. Yet she still gets angry at how Jonah barely talks with Andi anymore. “H-hey, Andi.” Jonah refuses to meet her eyes. Andi refuses to look up from her phone, focused on one text from Amber. Everything will be fine😉👍 She couldn’t understand why but just reading it made her breathe easier. “Hi.” Jonah notices the phone. He sneaks a peek at the contact. “Oh cool. You and Amber are getting pretty close?” Andi finally looks up, mustering a smile. “Yeah. She’s pretty amazing when you get to know her.” Jonah nods, smiling a genuine smile. He believes everything is okay. Andi is trying to believe that. “Well, I gotta head in. I’ll save you a seat at lunch?” Jonah steps around Andi, walking backward to talk with her. “Thanks, but I’m having lunch with Amber.” Andi says. Buffy turns around, confused. Angry. Jonah’s smile falters but he catches himself before it’s too noticeable. “Oh. Okay then. Tell Cyrus I’m saving him a seat, Buffy!” She nods before turning on Andi. Jonah’s already walked inside. “Please tell me you didn’t ask her to skip out on school, just to have lunch with you.” “Lunch is the same time for everyone, Buffy.” Andi chuckles. It doesn’t spread to Buffy. “You know that’s not what I meant.” “Do I? It was a pretty nonsensical question that I think I answered well enough.” “Andi.” Andi notices the firmness in Buffy’s voice. She rises off the curb, gathering her things. “I’m gonna head inside.” “I’m glad she’s there for you. Hear me out!” Buffy gets Andi to turn back, even if irritated. “I don’t think you should be so dependent on her, especially when it might be affecting her. Have you even stopped to consider how she may be feeling?” Andi hesitates before shaking her head at nothing in particular. “I’ll see you inside, Buffy.” With that, Buffy’s alone. Waiting at the curb for her boyfriend. Cyrus arrived early, as usual, so he should be waiting inside for her. Anger settles in. Cyrus is always the one to beat everyone to school. It is the usual. Jonah knew Cyrus would already be inside by now. That by heading in before Andi and Buffy he would run into him first. So why did he have to make a statement about how he would be giving Andi’s seat to Cyrus? Why did he feel the need to make a comment about her and Amber spending so much time together? Buffy couldn’t believe that a relationship ending was the cause of all this mess. So many questions because of one simple gesture. As Marty finally arrived and waved his sister off, she was determined not to let that come of them. Buffy was not happy with what she was about to do...but it was her only hope of keeping things between her and Marty how they’ve been. How they will always be. No drama. Marty promised them a drama-free relationship and Buffy would stop at nothing to see that through. Marty walks across the lot, a white paper bag in hand. He’s grinning from ear to ear. “Breakfast burritos delivered, property of Marty Eats—whoa!” Buffy wraps Marty in another one of her tight hugs. Her face is buried in his neck, like she’s seen all the female counterparts of the male love interests in cheesy rom-coms do. But it isn’t like the movies. It’s too hot on her face, his cologne is burning her nostrils...or maybe it’s his shampoo because she can’t remember Marty ever wearing cologne before. Has he started wearing cologne? Should she be wearing perfume? Buffy pulls back from the hug that yet again rendered Marty incapable of returning it. She forces her biggest, brightest smile. “Thanks, Pumpkin!” Marty laughs. “Am I gonna be a different food everyday? ‘Cause I could get used to that.” Shoot, she grimaces internally. He actually likes it. “Well then that’s what I’ll be doing. From now on. For as long as we’re together.” Buffy keeps up smiling. “Okay?” Marty walks around her, dangling the white paper bag between them. “I think we could finish these before first period.” “Willing to try!” Buffy says, smiling wide. She means what she said, but somehow smiling more than she would have takes away any truth in her statement. She feels sick. This isn’t her. Aside from the cologne, Marty seems to still be Marty. But she has to be more than just Buffy. She already told him he makes her more. She had to keep her word. Be more open to him. More affectionate. She couldn’t risk losing him. ————————————————————

This was requested by anon, adding in a few choice pairings was my idea. Hope you guys like this! I had a fun time writing this one, as I normally do with Muffy fanfics, but especially this one since I got to play around with whatever little story is happening here. Plus, I got to write my girls (Ambi is otp 4ever!!). So yeah, hope this one was good.

I’d like to thank @gardnerslennox for being a terrific betareader! <3