#so hun is dancing like this to make u smile and at point!!! the music slows down and hun pulls u over for a slow dance in the middle—

[valsinnerinnerbubble]

cherry twizzlers // j.j.k au

[p.three]

summary: Jeon Jungkook a.k.a the hottie neighbor next door (or at least that's what Sooyoung your bff likes to call him) has broken up with his girlfriend...for the hundredth time. Ever since you became friends he's always been there for you and now the least you could do is be there for him, right?

pairing: neighbor!jungkook x college student!reader

warnings: Four age gap(?, mentions of alcohol, use of drugs (weed), mentions of feeling drunk/tipsy.

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You let yourself fall against Sooyoung's bed, you were all set to go out since she was finally free from all her chores, you were invited to Ennik's birthday, she was a good friend of yours and you couldn't wait to get there.

"How long will it take you to decide? it's been 2 hours now!" you shouted.

"I have to make the right choice! what if I end up regretting it afterwards?" she shouted from her closet.

"hurry up!" your phone started vibrating and a message notification popped u.

<Which one of these look better on Bam?>

Jungkook sent a picture of his puppy wearing two different costumes, one was a cute Monsters Inc. costume and the other one was a teddy bear-like pijamas.

You smiled at the cute pictures.

<cute >.< the sullyvan one!!>

"Not you smiling while typing on your phone" Sooyoung says raising her eyebrows at you.

"No i'm not" you say "just...puppy pictures"

"yeah right i don't believe you...anyway, i'm ready" she says stepping on her high heels and checking herself on the mirror.

"finally!" you stand up and fix your dress and the unbuttoned shirt you was wearing over it.

"are we getting a Lyft?" Sooyoung asks.

"i'm already on it" you say typing on your phone.

-

Dim lights were placed all over the place, you could barely move among the people dancing in the living room, it felt like a frat party since the whole campus seemed to be there. Ennik was a social butterfly and knew everyone, she was so nice and outgoing, you were good friends with her.

"My girls! you're here!" Ennik shouts once she finds you wrapping you two in a hug.

"your place looks amazing!" you tell her.

"baby i told everyone it was euphoria themed they better get it right" Ennik says smiling.

"they did don't worry" you answer.

"well, please make yourselves comfortable, mi casa es su casa, ok?" she gives you a couple of sparkly bracelets.

"thanks hun" Sooyoung says.

And so the night begins...

Sooyoung and you were drinking mojitos, you really wanted to enjoy the night and get a bit drunk since it was a good occasion, Ennik promised that if you and Sooyoung ended up too drunk you could stay the night, so you were chill about it.

The music was loud you could even feel your chest vibrating along the beat, Sooyoung and you were having fun and it's been so long since you went to a party where you didn't feel the need to watch out for creeps, it was you and your friends acting silly due the alcohol and you couldn't be more comfortable. You were dancing to DJ Got Us Fallin' In Love by Usher and the place was full of smoke making you dizzy but not in a bad way.

"Baby tonight, the dj got us falling in love again!" the whole room screamed.

You took another sip of your fourth mojito of the night, you won't lie, you were drunk by now but you loved dancing, mostly because all your friends were there, at some point you thought your feet were about to fall off, so you told Sooyoung you were gonna go take some air, she nodded and told you she would follow you in a minute.

You walked out of the circle and headed to the backyard were the rest of the people were smoking and swimming in the pool, yes...in the middle of December.

"Yn!" you heard a guy's voice and turned around.

It was Ben, he was Sooyoung's cousin close to you both and he was majoring in logistics.

"Hey! i didn't know you were here!" you hug him.

"i didn't know you were here either, where's Sooyoung?" he says smiling.

"She's still inside but she'll be here in a min" you tell him.

"Alright, wanna sit with us while you wait for her?" he offers pulling away from the hug.

"Sure!" he helped you walk straight to the tiny circle on the ground.

There were a few people passing the joint around and you couldn't help but cough once you sat down and breathed the smoke.

"Never tried before?" says the tall guy next to Ben, you didn't remember his name.

You shook your head.

"Wanna try?" he offered.

"Don't make her do it if she doesn't want to" Ben tells the guy.

"No, it's okay, i'm curious" you say with a funny face.

"Take it easy okay?" Ben says.

You nod and took the joint on your fingers, you swoop but fail terribly and start coughing, Ben taps your back and the other guy takes the joint from your hand.

"Not so bad but definitely not good" he smirks "i like you"

You look at him and take the joint from his hand again.

"I'm gonna try one more time hang on..." you say making him giggle.

"alright then" he replies.

"yn, take short-..." Ben gaves up once you take the joint to your mouth again "nevermind"

After a few more times you finally learned how to do it properly and Ben was looking out for you the whole time since you were like family to him.

Time passed and now you were playing the dumb and cliché game of truth or dare, everything seemed funny to you, it was the first time you tried weed and you could tell the most random confessions that made everybody "aw" at you.

"ok, yn's turn" Yuhno, one of the guys in the circle, said "truth or dare?"

"she's only picking truth make her do a dare!" the girl next to him said. laughing.

"alright, dare or dare?" he says, making a funny but serious face.

"dare i guess..." you say with your eyes half closed.

"i dare you to call the last person you texted and tell them you're so horny you might take your clothes off in the middle of the street" he says with a smirk.

"aw man that's so explicit" you cry.

"well make it your own but you have to tell them that" he replies.

"shit...fine" you spit.

Everything on your phone was blurry and you hardly managed to look at the time, 3:35 AM and you prayed for that last contact to ignore the call so you wouldn't embarrass yourself.

You scratched your eyes softly and tap on the name, everybody looked at you paying attention to each of your moves.

Two beeps went by and by the third one you heard a raspy voice picking up...

"Yn?" Jungkook says sounding so sleepy.

You were about to say something but Yuhno shushes you reminding you that you couldn't give any explanations.

You sighed louder than you expected "uhm...i'm...so hot jun..i wil take all my clothes off right here and right now..." you hardly say.

Everyone tried to hold their laughs and you swore you felt like dozing off.

"yn? are you okay? where are you?" Jungkook sounds worried.

"i'm wonderful and i'm so horny i will-..." you were cut off by him.

"don't move i'm picking you up, don't do anything silly...please" he hangs up and all you could hear is 'beeps'.

Ben and his friends start laughing and you were still confused by the last thing Jungkook said.

He's was going to what?!?

Half an hour passed and now you were sitting on a sofa, everything was moving and blurry and even though Ben said he was going to bring some food so you could feel better it felt like an eternity to you, exhausted you were beginning to feel you eyelids heavier and heavier as minutes passed and suddenly you couldn't fight the urge to pee.

You stand up and make your way upstairs, a bunch of bodies later you found the bathroom door at the end of the hallway and opened it, for your luck, it was still clean and empty.

You managed to pull up your dress and pull down your panties which by the way were your nicest lingerie since they were the ones that were not noticeable with the tight dress you chose.

Once you finished fixing your clothes you slowly washed your hands trying your best not to fall, the sound of the doorknob trying to open scared you for a sec.

"i'm almost done" you whisper.

But the impatience of the person on the other side of the door kept on growing.

"i said i'm almost done!" you shout.

Once you dried your hands you finally opened the door, you found a couple of worried and familiar eyes in front of you and when you were about to scream his name you lost your balance, luckily he grabs your waist and pulls you closer to him just in time.

He really came...

He was wearing a black hoodie, his hair was messy making him look so handsome.

"Careful" he says, you could smell his usual cologne and you automatically relaxed on his arms.

"What are you doing here?" you managed to say trying you best to sound sober.

"This is how we say 'hi' now kiddo?" he replies with his hand still on your waist.

"mhm" you nod "i'm tired"

"you smell like weed" he giggles "were you smoking?"

"i wanted to know what it felt like" you smile with a sleepy face, your cheeks were blushed and he couldn't help but thank you were not in trouble "want some?"

"maybe another time kiddo" he pinches your chin making you scrunch your nose "let's go home"

He helps you out, never leaving your waist, you felt your feet heavier but still tried your best to keep walking, when you finally got out of the house you felt the cold air hitting your face and body, Jungkook noticed you and held you closer to him wrapping his arms in yours.

"we're almost there" he whispered.

You spotted his car a few feet away and once you were inside you wrapped the unbuttoned shirt around you.

On the way back you were humming the songs on the radio, trying your best to not fall asleep and mostly because you felt hungry out of nowhere and you were dizzy as hell.

By the time you arrived you were half asleep and Jungkook had to carry you all the way to your door.

"What's your password?" he asks.

"090...on-..." you stop.

"i'm gonna need the rest of the numbers" he says looking at the keyboard.

"i think i'm gonna..." and before you could say anything else everything went black.

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a/n: I think this was one of my favorites so far, also...i think this is gonna take more than 5 parts but i'm excited to see how it turns out. I hope you're liking it so far and let me know if you do!(:

[mintseesaw]

harana | jjk

translation: n. the act of wooing/courting someone by serenading him/her

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, f2l au, drabble

word count: 3.5k

warning: none // rating: pg-13

requested by bebe athena @rookiegukie​. Im sorry it took a while, but i hope you like it hun! You may still submit your requests for the drabble game Paraluman Playlist until the end of August. ✨

note: this didnt turn out as initially planned changing after jk released his latest cover so i highly rec u to listen to 10,000 hours by jjk (cover) while reading it hjfjgdjdkgm  also it’s a first for me to delve into f2l trope ljggdhd yall forgive me if it’s too cliche bwahaha

“Hyung! ______-noona is here!” A kid who opened the door for you announced your arrival rather loudly, recognizing him as one of Jungkook’s cousins. You pushed through inside the nostalgic interior of the Jeon’s household. Nothing much has changed in the past two years.

Soon after, Jungkook appeared from the doorway you remember as the door leading to the kitchen. He’s decently dressed and when you say decent, you meant he’s not in his usual attire of anything black and over-sized. Nonetheless, he’s handsome as ever. You’re not gonna deny the fact.

“Hey!” He greets, face lighting up at the sight of you, biting back a smirk as he skims the length of you adorning a cute, yellow dress. He glances down at your hand holding a gift-wrapped present for his mom before draping an arm over your shoulders.

He feigns a frown, “You shouldn’t have bothered. Mom will appreciate you making it on her birthday.”

“Well, unlike someone I know, I’m thoughtful enough to prepare something for Auntie.” You tease, knowing he possibly bought nothing for his mom.

He scoffs, only proving your assumption right. “Yah! Don’t sound too enthusiastic, I’m the son here.”

“So what? I’m your mom’s favorite!” You retorted back.

“No you aren’t!” He snapped, while his mouth unconsciously juts forward in defeat.

Your eyebrow arches. “Is that a challenge I hear?”

Jungkook nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders. “Forget the competition. We’re here to make my mom happy.” He quickly dismisses, distracting you as he leads you straight to the garden area which you could already see where the guests are gathered through the glass doors.

As expected, the said small party looks simply classic with a touch of Mrs. Jeon’s sophisticated taste. Average-sized square wooden tables are neatly scattered in the expanse of the garden with uniform vintage table setting that coordinates well with the floral decorations in the vicinity. In front, a makeshift platform was made behind a decorated linen with pinned letters “Happy Birthday Mom!” Behind all the tables is where the buffet table was placed.

You’re actually relieved that your simple puff sleeve dress matches with the theme of the party, forgetting the guilt of having to wear the dress without borrowing it from your sister.

Mrs. Jeon was happily chatting with her guests but when the sliding door breaks open revealing you tucked under Jungkook’s arm, the present smile on her face stretches wide and immediately shuffled towards you and Jungkook’s way. 

Mrs. Jeon audibly gushes just as you handed your gift and welcomed you with a warm, tight hug. “Thank you, dear.”

Jungkook took it as his cue to leave you two for a second.

When she draws back, she appreciatively give you a once over. “Oh, you look so lovely on your dress!” Mrs. Jeon clapped her hands. You smiled shyly in return.

“Thank you for coming, dear. It’s been ages since the last time I’ve seen you. Come here and get some food.” She says.

It’s true. After you’ve been in college two years ago, you’ve hardly stayed in your hometown for more than two weeks, hence, you couldn’t squeeze your time here to pay the Jeons a visit. Mrs. Jeon became your guardian whenever your parents were in business trips back in the days, and during the times of your stay at their house, you’ve grown much closer to her just like your second mom.

By the time you reach the buffet table, Mrs. Jeon caught Jungkook in the act of getting a piece of sushi straight from the chafing dish, and his poor soon right away earned a whack on his arm from his mom.

“Use the tongs!” She reproaches which made him flinches dramatically.

Such a baby.

You bit back a chuckle as Mrs. Jeon went on with “Go to the kitchen and refill the dispenser!” Jungkook pouts but obeys his mom without complaining. However, he made sure to shoot a fake glare at you before he disappears from the doorway.

Mrs. Jeon then handed you an empty plate. “Here, ______. I know you like pasta.”

Your eyes widened a little. Perhaps, you have not recovered from the surprise painted on your expression, hearing it come from her that she caught a glimpse of your slight shock state. Why should you be surprised when Jungkook knows it as well? He might have told her or something.

“Oh don’t be surprised, dear. My boy always asks me to cook pasta whenever you come around.”

Isn’t it his favorite food? “It’s… his favorite... right?” You began but ended up questioning the validity of your knowledge.

She laughs, “You know he could eat anything edible but cannot live without his portion of meat every day.”

“Oh.” It was only that moment it registered to you. His mom is right. He’d always make it a point to consume all your stocks of meat whenever he shows up in your dorm in the most unexpected days. His university is not too far away from yours. Yet, this guy thinks it’s worth the two-hour drive just to get to your dorm and pester the shit out of you.

“I’m so happy you’re able to make it on my birthday. Will you stay in town for the rest of your break?”

“Uhh… I was supposed to focus on saving up through my part time jobs this summer but my mom threatened to disown me if I don’t stay here during summer break.”

“Oh she’s being reasonable, honey. Believe me, I’d do the same thing if Jungkook refuses to go home at least once a month, unless of course, if he runs off with you.” She remarks in a teasing manner, earning a profuse blush to appear on your cheeks so abruptly.

Since you left home for uni, you actually believe Mrs. Jeon had forgotten about your shared interactions back then. Yet, here she is, still having faith that his son has actual feelings for you. She told you many times that she’d want a daughter like you or, at least, be her in-law. She always regarded it in a playful tone so you used to get mixed signals whether she was really serious or not. But then, you’d say the overused line: “we’re only friends”. She would then give you a knowing look and insisted that she knows her son well. Fortunately for you, she made it a point to only tease you whenever Jungkook was out of earshot.

By the time Jungkook came back a few moments later, you’re already seated in a vacant table at the farthest back. Jungkook occupied the seat next to yours, taking notice of the half-finished food on your plate.

“What time are you leaving?” He asks the moment he plopped down the chair. Your head cocked to the side to meet his gaze.

“Are you trying to make me leave early?” You prompted suspiciously.

He rolls his eyes. “I’m gonna drive you home, idiot.”

“Well, you don’t have to. I can… walk.”

“It’s not like I have a choice.” He mutters under his breath.

Your eyebrows quirked but you spoke no more. He lifted his shoulders in a nonchalant shrug. Did he mean his mom will force him to drop you off at your house just like the old times?

As the night progresses, the small celebration has pumped up with lively cheers from their relatives, incited by the impromptu program prepared by Jungkook’s cousins which was mostly filled with fun games. At some point of the said program, a small commotion on the side of the makeshift platform started to build up. The next thing you know, his cousin, the mastermind behind the entertainment portion of the party, caught yours and Jungkook’s attention when she announced his sudden participation in the program through a performance.

“Our boy Kookie here recently recorded a cover and he’s here to perform the live version and showcase his talent to our dear guests. Everyone, let’s welcome our very own Jeon Jungkook onto the stage!” His cousin enthusiastically says through the microphone. On cue, everyone in the garden, particularly his cousins, roared in earsplitting screams of cheer.

He blinks, completely perplexed. He was not given a heads up prior, much less told that he would perform a song in front of an audience. Hesitant due to his nerves, he backed away subtly just as he reaches the side of the supposed stage. However, his cousin caught up with his attempt and pushed him not too gently toward the platform, and even placed the microphone stand in front of him, giving him no room to say no. The expectant look of his relatives left him no choice but to just— his eyes suddenly caught your figure at the back when you stood up and went to the buffet table.

His heart thuds so hard against his rib cage that he’s afraid everyone can hear it through the mic, including you. He’s sure he’s as white as a paper by now more so that his nerves are getting the worst of him.

That song is not just any song he simply did a cover of. It was the song he meant to sing for you when the right time has come, when he’s ready to pour his heart out to you.

He sucked a deep breath once more, and slowly breathed out once more. Instinctively, his eyes fluttered closed when he heard the music began playing.

Ready or not, it’s now or never.

 Do you love the rain? Does it make you dance

When you're drunk with your friends at a party?

At the sound of his voice filling the air of the summer night, you spun back around to face him. That’s how he missed the look on your face just as how you missed the chaotic cheering of his cousins as they piled up to the side of the platform.

What's your favorite song? Does it make you smile?

Do you think of me?

Hearing the beautiful lyrics wholeheartedly sang by Jungkook, the same one who stole your heart a long time ago, you couldn’t control your heart as it started racing so wildly, tiny specs of heat slowly spreading in your chest. Thoughts began to swirl in your mind – giving you the anticipation. The possibility. The potential love affair. That the friendship would develop into something more.

Before the next verse comes, Jungkook peeled his eyes open, however, he didn’t expect to see you awestruck there across his line of vision from the back, and meeting your expressive eyes. If he didn’t know better, he would have mistaken the glint in your eyes for something else.

Maybe just… maybe you like him too.

When you close your eyes

Tell me what are you dreaming?

Everything, I wanna know it all

You look so beautiful. That the thought of you alone could easily make his heartstrings twist so cruelly in his chest. Oh how he wishes you’d let him spoil you the way he’s been dying to. He’d be the luckiest man to ever live to have you as his girlfriend.

Jungkook didn’t know how he managed to put up the courage to return your gaze, never have you looked at him the way your pretty eyes are staring back at him now with the genuine fondness in them. Somehow, as he gets lost to his emotions, he suddenly couldn’t find the strength in him to take his eyes off of you.

I'd spend 10,000 hours and 10,000 more

Oh, if that's what it takes to learn that sweet heart of yours

Butterflies erupt crazily in your stomach, goosebumps start to appear on your skin and your cheeks heat up as he held you captive under his wistful stare. The longingness and the passion they hold, the twinkle of his orbs as his doe-like eyes are digging straight to your soul, what it is all for?

And I might never get there but I'm gonna try

If it's 10,000 hours or the rest of my life

I'm gonna love you

He’s always been a constant figure in your life since the moment you two became friends. He didn’t miss any important celebrations that involves you since then. And even though Jungkook has been vocal about being overprotective of you dating guys he didn’t know, none of you ever tried to address anything remotely related to romantic love. It gave you the temporary relief, because you’ve been pushing your feelings back in the depths of your heart since the moment you realized you’ve fallen in love with him.

You never had the guts to test the theory, but leaving wondering what if… When have you visited the thought, again? You have long disregarded the possibility because you believed he loves you like his sister. Nevertheless, you’re lucky to have met him and be the only constant in your life.

Do you miss the road that you grew up on?

Did you get your middle name from your grandma?

When you think about your forever now

Do you think of me?

Jungkook’s face stretches in a subtle smile, forgetting about his nerves, his sweaty palms and the guests who kept looking back and forth between him and you in curiosity while he seems magnetized at his view. You.

When you close your eyes

Tell me what are you dreaming?

Everything, I wanna know it all

You smiled, recalling the times you two were inseparable. The times he let you cry on his shoulder, when he used to help you sneak out in the middle of the night, be your chaperone, witnessed you getting drunk for the first time in your life and even that one time a senior stole your first kiss. It was the first time you saw Jungkook that angry, beating the shit out of a poor guy two years ahead of us over a single peck. Your memories with him didnt end in high school for he didn’t stop making efforts to see you, regularly visiting you frequent enough that he’d made himself home at your place.

Ooh, want the good and the bad

Everything in between

Ooh, gotta cure my curiosity

In the midst of serenading you, he recollects the memories he shared with you. The day you two were introduced to each other was still as good as new in his memory bank, or the times that you encouraged him to push through to audition to his dream role that you even learned to play his audition piece just so he could practice with you every day after school. His basketball games with you as his personal cheerleader, the times that he couldn’t hide his jealousy when you dated someone else, the immature fights that always led him to drink his heart out as if you two had broken up, and you nursing him back to sobriety. When you two were separated in college, he’d always make a way to bother you whenever he’s drunk and you’d end up going to his place and ceaselessly irk him while he rotted from hangover.

His angelic voice singing the rest of the song lulls you further into your thoughts, gathering each memory like a missing piece in the puzzle. Why didn’t you see all the signs back then? Were you blinded by your then-infatuation over him that you failed to hint his own feelings? He never gave you a reason to make you think he likes you more than a friend nor tried to hide anything from you, right?

Shortly afterwards, you were pulled back into the reality when you hear the cheers of the guests, signaling the end of Jungkook’s performance. Your eyes silently follow him as he sheepishly walk out of the platform, going onto the same path he took before.

Jungkook didn’t meet your gaze as he strutted toward the ice cooler on the side of the buffet table to get a bottle of alcohol which is just a few steps away from you. Twisting open its cap with such urgency, he took a long swig from the bottle to calm his traitor nerves, then pretends to busy himself on the variety of food laid on the table while feeling the weight of your stare on his back. Nervous that you understood the purpose behind his impromptu performance and that your silence was your hint of your rejection to his feelings, he didn’t try to talk it out to you the entire night. Yet, he feigned indifference when he sat on the same chair in the table next to you.

As the rest of the night rolls, the tension undeniably grows in between you two. Yet bearable enough to have you two stay glued on your seats despite the countless times you caught him staring at you, or you at him all throughout the night.

None of you dared break the silence and somehow, along the way, the tension has particularly become unbearable inside the car while he drove you home. Your house was just two blocks away and you bet it would take him faster to get there should he not intentionally slow down his driving with only a hand on a steering wheel while the other rested on the open window of his door as his fingers anxiously pinch his lips.

You chose to break the tension, feeling the need to speak up before your heart bursts out of your chest. And the moment you did, Jungkook coincidentally started to talk too.

“So…”

“About that…”

You met his eyes when your head jerked to the side to peer at him.

“What?” You immediately ask, curious to know what he would want to say after that, his heartfelt singing.

“Uh—“ He drawls, suddenly losing the words he was supposed to utter the second he made an eye contact with you. He shifts his eyes back to the road, feeling himself cower under the weight of your stare.

He clears his throat, putting up a pretense of a courage. “What do you think of... my performance?”

There was a moment of dead air inside before you manage to form an answer. “It was beautiful… I like it. You know I’m in love with y-you– I mean your voice. I love your voice.” You laugh awkwardly, while you’re incoherently screaming in your head at your almost slipped up.

Jungkook’s face flushes and he could already visualize the sudden boost of serotonin in his system hearing the validation he needs the most, the one coming from you. “Thank you.” He mumbles shyly.

It was that moment when the car arrives in front of your house. You shoot him a look, said your thanks and bid him goodbye before you climbed out of the car. You couldn’t deny the disappointment that was rushing so abruptly into you while you pad the distance across the gate of the house. For the nth time, you have hoped for something that was not even real to begin with.

However, your heart jumped out of almost joy when you heard Jungkook’s voice call your name out just as you’re about to close the fence gate.

“What’s up?”

“Okay before I tell you something, do you promise to remain best friends with me if… if you don’t… if somehow… oh god whatever— just promise me!” He panics, making you frown in return.

“I-I promise?” You say in an uncertain tone.

Jungkook held his pinky out.

“Pinky swear?” He prompts. You raise an eyebrow but let him hook your pinky finger with his to seal the promise of a lifetime friendship. 

“What is it?” You say in the most gentle way possible. If this is the moment you’ve been dreaming to happen since you were in high school, you have to encourage him to talk before you could stop yourself from advancing to his personal space just to kiss him without any further ado.

“_____I-I tried my best not to… n-not to see you in a different way. But god you’re always making it difficult for me to forget about it when you keep giving me reasons to want things I shouldn’t have–”

“Jungkook–”

“Please, let me finish before my legs give out.”

You chuckle all the while your vision blurs from the moisture in your eyes. The anxiety on his face gradually dissolves into relief when he saw the smile creeping into your face.

“I can’t keep dating anyone and pretending they’re better than you. I’m an idiot, I know.  But it’s always been you, ______. It’s you that I want and I can’t possibly live this life without you–“ You didn’t let him finish when he finally said the words you have longed to hear for years. You lean in to touch his soft, inviting lips with your own.

Jungkook staggered back at the suddenness of your move. Once he had recovered from shock, he cupped your jaw to deepen the kiss. He sighed against your supple lips. And for the first time since he has nurtured his feelings for you, the weight in his chest has been lifted off, replacing it with warmth and relief that only you could bring in his longing heart.

*unedited

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[jungcity]

can I request an idol au with jaehyun and the reader is also an idol and they get time to spend together but there’s angst and then ends with soft smut/fluff?? Haha if it’s too specific, feel free to write whatever way you think is best! Hope you’re doing better hun ❤️

“And one, two, three— one— okay stop!”

All the movements halted as your leader raised her hand. The music stopped, heavy breathings filled the whole practice room.

“Y/N, you aren’t in sync with us.” She sounds exasperated now. You bowed and told her you were sorry for the incompetence. It’s been hours yet you still could not get your mind to focus on the practice.

“Let’s take a break first, shall we?”

The members scattered to different corners of the room; some drank water, some checked their phone. The only person that was left in the middle was you. You stared at your reflection on the mirror in front, then you sighed.

A frustrated sigh escaped your lips yet again when you saw that there wasn’t any message sent to you by Jaehyun. You have been waiting for hours on end for his call, but to no avail. Gripping the phone tighter with your hand, you slumped on the shiny floors of the practice room.

“Y/N,” Your leader greeted before sitting beside you. She regarded you with careful eyes, biting her lips as if afraid to say what’s on her mind. “This is about Jaehyun, right?” she whispered, cautious by the staffs around you.

You nodded and ran a hand through your hair while biting your lower lip, “Yup.”

She sighed before putting her hand on your shoulder, “It’s their Inkigayo stage, right?” By that, you gave her a curt nod. “You know how promotion weeks are, I bet he’s busy.” Her words were quieter than a whisper, but you heard her absolutely fine.

“Their stage ended an hour ago,” you muttered. This is the first time Jaehyun hadn’t sent you any text after their stage. When you first started dating him, it was a simple promise that you both would understand each other’s schedules— given that the korean pop industry could be so hectic, especially when it’s comeback season. But you could not help but anticipate his texts despite promoting, because he never misses calling or messaging you after each stage. Not until now.

“But he’s one of the MC, right?” she added.

“Inkigayo has already ended,” you added. If they’re doing any v-live right now, you would know.

“I’m sure he’s going to contact you soon. Have a little patience, Y/N. Our own comeback is fast approaching, you wouldn’t want to disappoint our fans, right?” You know she only meant to remind you of the upcoming work, but you could not help but feel embarrassed by your unprofessional emotions.

So you turned off your phone and kept it in the deepest part of your bag. The members were slowly grouping themselves in the middle, ready to dance again. Your leader held her hand out to you, then you took it with a half smile. There’s time for Jaehyun, but right now, you have to focus.

The practice ended five hours later, the choreographer was extra harsh today, given that your comeback is in one week and there’s a tiny bit of polishing you still needs to do. He adviced all of you to practice in your dorms, which elicited a silent groan from you. Ever since the preparations for the comeback started, you could only sleep for three hours maximum; going home at twelve, practicing until three a.m. in your dorm, and waking up at seven a.m. to pratice again. Yet you could not even doze off in the van, nor eat whatever you like, for the fear that you might oversleep and overeat, which could mean two dreadful things; the wrath of your manager, and the wrath of your manager. Again.

Thankfully for today, your chereographer dismissed you earlier. So that you could get enough rest, he said.

Korean pop industry criticizes every hairsbreadth of a move you make, and they don’t miss whenever you gain weight. Hell’s about to go down to your group once that happens. And you could not let that happen. So even if you feel like you might collapse any time soon, you still dance to the music that has been on repeat on the loud speakers of the practice room for weeks.

It’s not like you are tired of it— this has been your life since you were in eight grade, you’ve worked hard to get where you are today. And you badly wanted to be a musician ever since you could count, you’re not going to let it go. No matter how tiring it must be.

You slumped on your seat near the window of the van which would take you to your dorm. The air conditioning cooling your pores, relaxing your body a little bit. It’s been hours, surely, Jaehyun would’ve send you a text already. So you fished for your phone, cursing yourself for having a hard time finding it in your bag. With your heart jumping inside your chest, you press the power button. The logo displayed on the screen. You have no idea why but the van seemed to suffocate you as you wait for the home screen to show up.

Nothing.

You blew out a breath, the conversations being exchanged inside the vehicle seems to be far away from you. Voices are muffled as you stare into your notification panel, empty. What are you doing, Jung Jaehyun?

With a thud, you rested your forehead on the window, the blur of the highway flashing in your eyes. Then you decided to text Jaehyun. You could not wait any longer. But as you clicked the logo of the messaging app, your phone displayed a lone notification. It’s from Naver.

NCT’s JAEHYUN AND April’s NAEUN SPOTTED IN A COFFEE SHOP TOGETHER

You clicked on the article as fast as your body would allow you. Your forefinger made a silent thump on the screen by how agitated you are. Naeun is Jaehyun’s co-mc together with Minhyuk. Apparently, the article would just berate you and your already boiling blood, but you clicked the notification still.

Pictures accompanied the articles. They were shot in an awkward angle, but you could totally see Jaehyun— smiling— while he sat across from Naeun. It was posted a few minutes just after your practice. A proof that he did not bother to text or call you to inform you of his whereabouts.

“Are you okay?” Your leader asked, placing her hand on your shoulder again.

You feel like combusting in your seat, but you took a deep breath and flashed her your sweetest smile. “Of course.” Then you shifted so your body could shield your phone away from the members.

[Where are you?] You sent with shaking fingers.

Maybe you’re just overreacting. Yes, you probably are. But it’s just a normal feeling, right? Specially when your boyfriend did not even send you any message since the start of the day. One message is all you’re asking. One message. But still, no reply.

You wanted to throw your phone away, if not for the fact that you just bought it and it pairs with Jaehyun’s. So you gave him one last chance. Last chance to reply before you wreck havoc in his life. Last chance until you reached the dorm.

The members has gone straight to their room to get a little bit of rest before a tiring day, yet again, in a few hours. You shut your door silently, which took up a lot of patience to do, by the way. The bed seems so inviting, you literally jump onto it and lay your phone beside you. As you close your eyes, the vibration of your phone tingled on your finger.

[i’m finally at the dorm, love. how about you?]

[Where have u been?]

[inkigayo, love. why?]

Petty as it might sound, you sent him the link of the article you’ve read awhile ago. The messaged displayed ‘read’, but it took him minutes to reply.

[sorry, baby. i’d read the whole thing. what about it?]

With that, you stood up. Really stood up. And began pacing the small space of your room with bulging veins in your temple.

[Wow. You are unbelievable Jung Jaehyun. Really. The headline did not even bother you? Where have you been the whole day? I’ve been waiting for your texts for hours! My God!]

Sweat formed in your forehead, your thumb aching by how aggressive you typed in the words.

[yes it did not bother me. because i wasn’t doing anything wrong.]

[I have no words. Go and date Naeun instead.]

You sent a silent sorry for Naeun in your mind. She does not deserve this, she probably does not even know that you and Jaehyun are dating. This is all Jaehyun’s fault.

[i’m not having any of your tantrums and dramas tonight, y/n. gn.]

What? And with that, you’ve finally reached your end. You threw away the phone. It bounced on your mattress. The sides of your eyes started to sear, Jaehyun never spoke to you that way. And he does not say good night without you seeing each other’s faces. If the time would allow it, you would even sneak out every other night to meet. But it’s impossible now that he’s in the middle of promotion.

You snatched a pair of pajamas in your drawer and decided to shower instead. There is no point curling in your bed and waiting for Jaehyun to say sorry. After a cold shower, you walked straight to your room, declining the offer of your leader for you to eat.

A single message from Jaehyun was on your screen when you opened your phone. It was a media message. You clicked on it. And shame washed over you as you took in the image. It was Jaehyun, Naeun, and… Minhyuk. In the same coffee shop displayed on the article. Before you could type in a reply, Jaehyun sent you a message.

[we’re with minhyuk earlier. i guessed the sasaeng forgot to include him.]

The text was devoid of any emotions, but you could still hear Jaehyun’s impassive voice in your head. Without another thought, you replied to his message.

[I’m sorry, baby. I wasn’t thinking rationally earlier. It’s just that—]

Before you could finish the message, Jaehyun’s caller ID flashed on your screen. You slid the green button.

“Baby?” was his greeting.

“I told you not to call me that through phone calls.” You bit your lips. In one of Haechan’s video, Jaehyun accidentally called him ‘baby’. According to him, he thought you were calling by that time since it’s two a.m. already. Thankfully, Haechan called him back with the same endearment, so there wasn’t any rumor that has bubbled from it. After that incident, you told him not to call you baby as a greeting. A single ‘hello’ would do.

But here he is, insisting.

“Can’t help it, my love. I’m outside, by the way.”

You literally fell from your bed. Jaehyun. Outside. Did you shower too long that you lost track of time? You grabbed your curtains, eyes peeking through the window. Even if Jaehyun covered his face with a full-on mask, you would identify him. He was standing near one of the light posts, head turned towards your window. As usual, he’s clad in his all-black clothes. His hear obscured by a cap, with only his eyes peeking through his mask.

“Are you insane? What if someone followed you?!” You hissed.

“Then be ready for some dating articles tomorrow,” he simply declared. The mere thought of your relationship spreading through the whole of South Korea and the world gives you enough creeps to last a lifetime. Jaehyun’s career is on its peak, so do yours. It’s not yet time.

“Jaehyun, go home. Let’s not wait for your sasaengs to find out and sell the photos to Dispatch,” you sighed.

“I’m sorry if I sounded selfish with that, baby. I just…” He paused, “When it comes to you, I’ve got nothing to lose.”

Your breath hitched. There were tears trying to fall down your cheeks when he said the words. Jaehyun was a man of few words. But every time he speaks, he always knew the right thing to say.

“Wait for me,” you breathed and cut off the line. The whole dorm was silent when you departed your room, one light coming from the television in the living room. Wona must be watching her favorite movies again.

You tiptoed to the backdoor, and silenty departed the vicinity of your dorm. Jaehyun remained on his position near the light posts, his foot kicking pebbles on the ground. Your stomach somersaulted by the sight of him. After weeks of not seeing each other because of your schedules, he is here now. You could nearly jumped from happiness. However, despite your elevated feelings, you remained calmed and texted him.

[On your right.]

His phone lit, then he looked at it. Then around him. His sight halted when he saw you. You signaled him with your hand, heart thudding that someone might find you. That would be the end of both of your careers. As Jaehyun jogged the distance between you, you frantically looked around to check if anyone’s spying around. Luckily, there isn’t one.

Jaehyun stood in front of you, his scent wafting your nose with an ache of familiarity. You almost jumped to hug him. But you were stopped when he pulled down his mask and attempted to kiss you.

“Jaehyun!” You warned, eyes widening. The dimpled-boy only chuckled at you. “Let’s get inside before somebody sees us!”

Before opening the back door, you sent a silent prayer that all of your members are comfortably sleeping on their matresses already. Not that they don’t know about you and Jaehyun, but they’d surely kill you if ever they see you sneaking him inside your dorm.

The dorm was the same when you entered, with Wona still watching television. You pressed your finger on your lips as you turned to face Jaehyun, your one hand holding his wrist. He nodded at you before he roamed his eyes around the kitchen.

You tugged his wrist up to your bedroom. And only when you locked the door did you let out the breath you’ve been holding for minutes. Jaehyun sat on your bed, examining your room with curiosity.

“This is my first time seeing your room,” he said, mischief displayed in his irises. You pretended to clean your things to keep your mind off the thought that you’re alone with Jaehyun, in your room.

“Where did you buy this turntable?” He stood up, walked towards your turntable and ran his finger on it.

“In a shop. Where else?”

“Tell me which shop so I could buy the same design as yours.”

You ignored his words, “This is dangerous, Jaehyun. What you did is insane.” You crossed your arms.

He sauntered up to you and wrapped his hands on your waist, “Come on, baby. You wouldn’t have let me visit if I told you. I’ve been planning this for weeks.” He mumbled, pressing his lips on your hair.

“Still. You should have informed me. What if someone saw you leaving your dorm? For Pete’s sake, you’re a member of NCT.” He held the back of your head and gently pressed your face on his chest.

“Baby, stop worrying for a minute.” He then pulled away and cupped your cheeks, “I miss you.” Then he pressed his lips to yours. You stopped yourself from grabbing his hair and deepening the kiss, even though that’s all you wanted to do the moment he stood face to face with you.

“I’m sorry if I didn’t had the chance to text you today. It was a hectic day, baby.” He explained against your lips. Then he started to kiss your cheek, jaw, down to your neck. “Please don’t be jealous. Naeun invited me and Minhyuk for a coffee and that’s it.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?”

Jaehyun sucked on your neck then. It took your knees a lot of willpower not to buckle. “That’s my mistake. I thought you were still busy practicing and I didn’t wanna disturb you. Your comeback’s in one week, baby. I don’t wanna be a nuisance.”

“You were never a nuisance, you know that.”

“I know. And you, too. But I hope you understand my reasons, though.” He kissed your collarbone, his fingers pulling the collar of your shirt down. “I love you.” He whispered against your skin, his breath hot. Then he looked at your eyes, “I love you. Forgive me, baby.”

Jung Jaehyun. All the girls swoons at the sight of him ever since he was in high school. Who in their right minds would decline this boy?

So you grabbed his cheeks, “I forgive you.”

His grin transformed his face in an instant. From something adorable, to something… hungry. He kissed your lips with enough ferocity as to bruise the skin.

Then he whispered, in his most raspy voice, “What are you waiting for? Spread those legs for me now, baby. I haven’t eaten yet, and I’m so, so hungry.”

[cherry-gemz]

Auld Lang Syne

Summary: NYE 1943 - Steve and Bucky set out for a night of double dates when plans with a serendipitous change.

Pairing: Steve x Peggy, Bucky x Missy (OC)

Word Count: 1432

Warning: PG, Fluff

A/N: I am participating in @yoursecretsmutblog​ writing challenge with Chris Evans. This is an a/u of Peggy x Steve, not staying true to their story line or that he's Cap. I may write a follow up? IDK Enjoy!

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December 31, 1943

Bucky inhaled the tobacco smoke through his Lucky Strike cigarette and released the end from his lips. He looked at himself in the mirror and rubbed out the butt in his ashtray. Last one for the night, he told himself. It was a New Year’s resolution to quit. His best friend Steve had been trying to get him to quit for months, but he had picked up the bad habit from his old man and just couldn’t see himself without one. But tonight would be different. New Year’s Eve was a night of endless possibilities and hope. He was single and hoping to find someone special. He would be headed out soon to Italy and wanted someone to return to, to keep him going when times would seem dire. He knew it was asking a lot considering he wasn’t always the most approachable or easy going guy. But tonight felt different, like fate would be on his side.

Steve nervously picked up his black fine tooth comb and pulled his brown hair through, skimming his large, slender fingers over and ensuring his hair was in place. Gently he placed it tucked away in the porcelain mug near his toothbrush and razor blade. He grabbed his cologne and ensured an appropriate amount was sprayed on sighed at his reflection in the mirror. Bucky had set him up on a blind date for New Year's and he was beside himself. For one, he was never great at the dating game. His nerves got the best of him. And two, well he was out with Bucky. He loved his best friend and would take a bullet for him. But Bucky had charisma, style, and confidence. Everything that Steve felt he lacked. So when he was told that he'd have a date for the momentous evening, he really wanted to make a good impression. He 

grabbed his money clip on the bathroom counter and left his apartment for the night. 

*

The Jazz Cat was filled to the brim of dancers and lovers. Music blared through the front door to the street and the two best friends waiting patiently outside to meet their dates. 

Bucky flicked his cigarette to the curb and Steve just shook his head in dismay. 

"It's not 1944 yet," Bucky stated and Steve chuckled with a nod.

"Where'd you meet these girls anyway?" Steve asked. His heavy Brooklyn accent was thick and Bucky nodded his head to a blond woman crossing the street in a green velvet dress.

"Don't worry about it," Bucky replied cockily and patted Steve's chest. 

The woman approached the men, "Hey Sugar," she smiled sweetly and Bucky kissed her on the cheek. 

"Hey Doll," he smiled. "Steve, meet Missy. Missy, this is Steve."

Missy looked Steve up and down and arched her brow in approval. 

"Now I feel extra bad about not holding my end of the bargain," she pouted. 

"Why's that? Where's Laurel?" Bucky looked around the street of passerby. 

Missy crinkled her nose, "Well uh, here's the thing. She had every intention on coming, but her ex showed up last minute and she decided to stay in with him…"

"What? Aw, doll!" Bucky lamented and looked to Steve. "Drat!"

"Hey…" Steve patted Bucky's shoulder. "You tried. Better she stayed home than saw me and ran, right?" Steve had to chuckle and Missy gave an apologetic look.

"Sorry, hun. But y'know, I bet there are a ton of ladies in there wishing you filled their dance card or something." 

"Heh yeah, it's okay. You know, maybe I'll just head on back…"

"What?! No way…" Bucky insisted. 

"No, it's good. I'll see you around, Buck. Missy, pleasure meeting you…" Steve said as a man and a woman with raven hair approached the front door to the club; and his heart felt like it stopped.

She wore a crimson red dress with a sweetheart neckline and her hair in pin curls framed her face beautifully. She glanced at him momentarily and quickly looked away as she held the man's hand, entering the club.

"Whoa, cat got your tongue, Steve?" Bucky smiled. 

"Um, I mean. I'm dressed up I guess. Wouldn't hurt for one drink?"

"One drink, huh?"

Steve coughed into his fist, "Yeah, one drink."

Missy looked confused between the two best friends but shrugged it off and grabbed Bucky's hand. 

"C'mon soldier, let's make it a night to remember," she purred as the boys followed her in. 

*

After a few hours had passed, many drinks in between, the threesome were enjoying each other's company. 

Steve couldn't find his mystery woman, not to his avail however. She just seemed to disappear. He looked around in the dark lit and packed club, Duke Ellington played a slow song and it seemed to change the ambiance all around. 

Bucky took Missy's hand in his and gave it a kiss to his lips, which made her giggle. As he led her to the dance floor, he nodded his head to Steve and he shrugged. No one peaked his interest like the woman he caught a glimpse of earlier before. Through the hours he people watched: couples embracing one another, first kisses, and everyone being merry. It didn't bother him though, he knew it would be hard starting something with someone considering what his future held. He, like Bucky would be shipped off soon and he would hate to leave things with someone untethered.

That is until the beauty that wouldn't leave his thoughts. She seemed to have bewitched him and as he drank the last of his whiskey, he leaned against the bar with his elbows and there she was. 

Only a few feet away; it was if time stood still. The bustle of the people and the clamoring of conversation blurred and melted in the background. He knew her. Not in real life, but in a dream. Her blue enigmatic eyes captured his attention. The way her cupid's bow peaked and the slight curve of her lips drew him in. He swallowed hard and blinked a few times.

She too was paralyzed in a trance with him and just as she was about to say something, a man approached her and interrupted their moment.

"Hey babe, c'mon let's go dance," the man said as he pulled her further away from Steve. Her mouth agape, still unable to say anything, but her feet planted into the ground. The man noticed her resistance and looked to Steve who now had strided over to her and the man. He breathed in, his eyes gazed into hers for that fleeting moment.

"Do you know this fella?" The man asked the mysterious woman.

"No...not exactly…" she finally replied. Her voice was soft and inviting, capturing Steve's heart. 

The man looked over Steve once again and placed his hand on his chest. Steve looked down and back at the woman who now seemed worried.

"Beat it, buster," the man growled to Steve. The woman pulled on his jacket sleeve insisting him to back off.

"John, don't," she pleaded. The man laughed and pushed Steve backward slightly. Steve's hair fell slightly out of place and he raked his hand through.

"Alright, alright," John chided. "Let's leave this loser." He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the dance floor. She stumbled slightly, causing her to trip on her heels and Steve reached out to catch her.

"Are you okay?" Steve asked and she nodded.

John turned and yanked her arm again, but this time she quickly swung her hand up into the inside and then straight down to break the grip. John gave a perplexed look at her. 

"Peggy…" he said forcefully. 

"Don't touch me, John," she spat.

"Now see here, you're my date. I bought you dinner and drinks," John replied and pointed his finger at her.

"To which I thanked you for, but this is the end of our date," she stated.

"Excuse me?"

"Good night, John. Don't call me ever again," Peggy replied. 

"Yous think you're gonna just end things like that?" John snarled back.

"You heard the lady," Steve bellowed. 

John turned to Steve, he had about two inches over him, but it didn't worry him. 

"Who's this loser think he is?" John snapped.

"Someone who knows when to walk away from a fight," Steve replied as John glared at him.

Peggy pressed her manicured hand on John's chest. 

"None of that, or I'll make sure you live to regret the next thing you do tomorrow," Peggy added. John looked at her hand and then back at Steve. 

"Whatever. She's all yours man. She would have been a pain in my rear anyway. Almost cost me $15 tonight!" John said, attempting to jab at Peggy.

She shook her head as he left and disappeared into the sea of people.

Steve's eyes widened at the sight of her, His mouth agape at how she handled herself. 

Peggy pressed her index finger to his chin to close his mouth and smiled. 

"You'll catch flies with that hole," she snickered and Steve blushed. 

"Catch flies? I'm just...I'm just a loss for words," he croaked.

"You don't seem the type that talks much anyway," she said. "I'm Peggy."

"Steve," he replied and she held out her hand. He willingly accepted it and brought it in for a kiss. "Peggy," he repeated.

"Do you repeat everything that people say?"

"No ma'am, just trying to make sure you're real."

"Oh I'm as real as they come, soldier."

"I can see that," he laughed. 

"So how much longer do I have to wait for you to ask me to dance?"

Steve gulped, "Umm, you want to dance...with me?" 

"Thought you'd never ask," she replied as she took her small hand and held it with his. Steve felt a rush of excitement and energy shoot through his body at her touch. He clasped his fingers with hers and held tight as he led her to the dance floor.

[heesgf]

@kimseunghoney

seunghun x HELLO CIX special clip

[parkeraul]

B L O O M  —  P R O L O G U E

He’s got her body supported by both arms under her back, hands holding the back of her head where he could get his fingers all lost in her soft hair as she rested against his touch and he leaned his chest to lie down on hers. His face milimiters apart from hers so he can look deep in her brown eyes, getting darker and darker with the pleasure of his thrusts going deeper, hitting all of her sweet and most sensitive spots. She’s got her nails scratching all the expansion of his back, leaving stripes wherever she could reach and the red lines started crossing their ways, embellishing his skin in that burning — yet delicious — sensation that she can always provide him with perfection. 

The way her smooth thighs were surrounding his waist; the way she starts panting everytime he finds her vulnerable points and buries his member boldly to earn that priceless view of her rolling her eyes to the back of her head and arching her back closer to him; the way she kisses him with so much desire, locking and unlocking their lips with lust, only letting go to ask for more... All of these things seemed to get Shawn on his knees for Angel. He wants her, he craves her, he needs to have her all the time at the point she could barely have a free time without receiving calls and messages from him. He knows he should keep it to himself, but she gets the best of him. She gets him crawling like a baby towards her, doing whatever she wants him to do because there is no other way. It shows. He can’t hide how fucked he is for her. 

A single curl falls from its place, bringing some other short strands to tickle his forehead and, consequently, hers too. His hazel eyes are practically turning her eyes into flames by the way he kept on staring at her fixedly. Her parted red lips letting out what he thinks that are the prettiest sounds he’d ever heard in his entire life. He’s sliding into her with passion and he feels like he’s never been inside of her so delightfully pleasant before, a thrust more delicious than the other as he gradually picks up the intensity of his movements, her body shifting up and making him move every inch she moved instantly, desperate just to the thought of having her silhouette leaving his touch for a single moment.  He wants to make every second worth. Wants to seize these hours like they were the last moments of his entire life. He never gave all of himself to anyone like he gives to her. His entire body, mind and soul are consumed by her: her beautiful face — so near their noses are nudging gently, lips brushing together; her pretty moans sounding like music to his ears and making goosebumps show up all over his limbs; her heavenly body underneath his, clinging to each other and feeling the softness of their frames rubbing together like a tender caress; her intoxicating scent, always getting stuck on his sheets and clothes and pushing him over the edge even when she wasn’t there; her sex — the way they make sex — mostly unpredictable & surprisingly good in every single time. It’s all about her. No matter the rhythm they pick, it seems like everything happens in a slow motion. His hips thrusting back and forth, slapping against her core and skin so forcefully that the sound of the two of them together echoes throughout the room shamelessly, only incentivating Shawn to pound harder inside her dripping heat.  “Come to me, love. Just like that,” He whispers against her mouth and she travels her hands from his back to the nape of his neck, tugging his dark curls eagerly. A cry flies out her throat and gets muffled by a sudden kiss. He shoves his cock hungrily, craving all the reactions from her shaking body and moves his tattooed hand to cup her cheek shyly, his calloused thumb resting carefully on top of her cheekbone and maping the flushy skin delicately, definitely nothing compared to the way he pushed strongly against her. She breaks the kiss with a smack to look him deep in the eyes and gives him one of the things he wishes he could watch in looping everyday: her innocent expression — half intentional, half filled with a insuppressible desire to reach her so-wanted release. She feels her entrance aching deliciously, that knot on her lower stomach about to collapse and her legs failing around his waist. “Oh, fuck.” He reacts, barely sound to mutter anything else. His face contorts in pleasure and she can’t help but take a handful of his face, holding and pinning him down on hers by the jaw.  And, simultaneously, they give each other the sign that they’re currently being washed over with their highs. She whimpers and Shawn feels like he’s choking on what’s left of his air, unable to let out anything stronger than a groan coming from under his breath, almost like a deep guttural sigh. Both their most sensible spots pulsating, throbbing from probably the most intense orgasm they’ve ever provided each other and it’s hard to come back to reality, bodies squirming and pressed together since he’s now weighing down on her in the kindest way he can right now. 

He knows the script from now on. That’s what always snaps him back to Earth. 

She’ll dress up, stealing his white dress shirt to style with her black jeans perhaps, give him a flat goodbye and leave. It became so authomatic that he wonders why the hell does it still hurts him so much if he knows how things are? 

“Didn’t know you could fuck like that, honestly.” Her hands drops to his shoulders for a moment before trying to pull him away.  “Saved this new little thing for you, darling,” Shawn mumbles in a deep and low tone, arching one eyebrow in everything but humbleness. “How was it? Was it good for you?” A grin appears tiredly.  “You’re the worst, Mendes,” She shakes her head from side to side in denial. “The worst.”  She pecks his lips quickly and he knows it’s a silent sign for ‘get up and let me leave, please’. So, he removes himself out of her with caution and promptly sits on his knees, fixing his hair back in its place. Taking a deep breath, she sits and feels her entrance a litle bit sore, having difficulty to stand up on her feet. He lies back and watches her perfect shape tiptoe across his room, stretching her back and passing her hands through her hair as well — something that he likes to see as a manner she’s got from him.  “I wouldn’t call myself the worst after fuckin’ you so good seconds ago,” Shawn bends both arms to rest under his head, eyes never leaving her naked body searching for her clothes.  “You didn’t fuck me. Shawn Mendes doesn’t fuck.” She spits out and he frowns immediately, seeing her bringing the lace to up her legs to cover herself partly.  “Excuse me? You were shaking for dear life under me in this bed, hun,” He’s so offended he’s raised his voice a little and spoke pointing to his own mattress, like she had even forgotten. “Don’t be such a bad kitten now, Angel. Unless you have time for me to prove you otherwise.” He rolls slightly and makes those puppy eyes she learned to avoid the best way she could.  “M-Mm, smarty pants,” She clasps her bra and clicks her tongue towards him. “I see what you’re doing, I know where you’re going.”  He gets up in a heartbeat and rushes his steps, holding her middle gracefully like they’re a 50′s couple immersed in love.  “Did I really fuck you that bad, Angel?” Shawn’s worried, he can’t even lie. It means the world to him when he makes her feel good enough to see stars beneath her eyelids.  “No,” She giggles and he holds her face with both hands, never breaking eye contact. “I just said Shawn Mendes doesn’t fuck.”  “What does that even mean?”  “You can’t fuck, Shawn,” She holds his wrist and stretches her finger to rub random patterns against his tattoo. “You never fuck. You only make love.”  “What’s the difference?” He’s in the merge of getting squeaky, playing the fool because he knows that there’s a huge difference.  He’s got himself in a trap. He knows well what he should do to get rid of it, but he’s not even trying that hard to leave it so soon. He loves her more than just when she’s screaming his name like it’s the only word she knows; he loves to make her laugh with stupid cheesy lines and awful jokes. He loves seeing her getting dressed, undressed, in a cloth of his and covered by his sheets only. He loves every freckle, every mark and every curve. He loves the littlelest things he thought he kept locked somewhere safe in his heart, but it’s obvious to say that she sees right through him and is totally aware of his real intentions. Needless to say he’s now assuming these emotions coming to their surface and blooming unstoppably.  “You know the difference.” She says seriously, ready to leave his embrace.  “Stay the night.” He holds her tighter.  “No.”  “I’ll pay for the extra hours.”  “I said no.”  “Please, Angel.”  “You sound like a toddler.”  “Whatever you say.” A boyish smile plays on his features, pissing her off even more.  “Get off me!”  “Fuckin’ make me.”  She’s ready to say something in return but he’s faster, catching her by the back of her thighs and going back to bed. As soon as she gets sprawled in his messy bed, he kisses her with hunger. He presses his lips furiously against hers and she lets him, reciprocating with the same amount of passion. It’s a replay of heads tilting, tongues dancing and caressing each other in a way she can feel her lungs screaming for air.  He trails his fast kisses to her jaw, peppering them along her neck and she closes her eyes, floating in her own paradise.  Her phone rings in the nightstand and Shawn stops gradually, attentive on what’s about to happen.  “Be there in 10.” She says before shutting her screen. Gently, she places her hands on his chest and pushes him away.  He lets her out to get in her jeans and shirt, loving the way she takes her hair out of the fabric to let it swing and cascade over her back and shoulders.  “Can’t really stay, eh?” He's aware of her answer but still wants to confirm. Who knows?  “Told you you’re not my only client.”  “But I’m your best.”  “Don’t flatter yourself, love-maker.” She rolls her eyes and can’t hold back a wide smile.  “You know I am,” He insists. “Admit it.”  She stays quiet, grabbing her leather jacket after shoving her feet in her shoes fastly.  “C’mon, Angel,” He approaches her once again, letting himself get compelled by her before she goes. “Hm?” He grips her chin and pecks her lips.  “Yes, Mendes,” She gets interrupted by one more peck. “You’re the best-hottest-love-maker,” Another peck. “Biggest cock and greatest six pack,” Last long peck. “Happy?”  “Doesn’t hurt to say it once in a while.” He smirks and lets her go. Just when she’s about to hold the doorknob, she listens his voice calling her again.  “I wonder if you’re ever gonna let me know your real name someday.” But he thinks more to himself than speaks to her.  “Get to find it by yourself and I promise I’m yours forever.”  “Forever?”  “Just like you want us to be.”  She winks and steps out, knowing her way out and that she might have placed a huge and dangerous bet in here. 

[wincestismyguiltypleasure]

Fratboy!Jensen/Nerdy!Tom (cause girl you've wrecked me)

Tom nervously pushed his glasses up only for them to slide back down to where they were. He was at some frat party that his friends talked about wanting to go to, and had somehow convinced him to go to. He could be back at his dorm room, studying, like the good college freshman he was.

"But that's lame." His roomie had said. "Come to at least this party. It'll be so much fun!"

So here he was.

He looked around, dozens of people out on the lawn, drinking, laughing, having a good time. Tom could hear the thump of the music from where he stood. He gave another nervous push of his glasses, and before he could change his mind, the young adult walked into the house.

The music was so much louder, almost to the point that he could feel it in his bones. He saw a few people he recognized from freshman orientation, and they gave him a smile and wave, and he gave one back, trying to relax himself.

Tom made his way, room through room, until he found himself in the kitchen, where people were passing out bottles and solo cups.

"Here ya go, cutie!" One girl said, handing him a cup.

"O-oh, thanks." Tom said, taking the cup, and peering in to see the beer that was there.

"No problem! Enjoy your time, and come back to get a refill when the drink's empty!" The girl replied.

Tom walked out of the room, moving around from room to room. He took a sip of the beer and made a face. Whatever he was drinking was cheap and not all that good, but it was alcohol and maybe it would calm his jittery nerves.

There was so many people in each room that Tom was occasionally bumping into people and apologizing profusely. He found himself a chair that wasn't being used by someone making out with another person and he sat down in it, looking around the room. He hadn't even seen his roommate but Tom figured that he was here somewhere.

Tom drank down more alcohol, grimacing again from the taste, and he looked around, like the wallflower he was. He saw a few of the jocks enter the room, laughing and shouting, and some split off to talk with other people. Tom saw one guy, at the head of the main group of jocks, bright letterman jacket on his shoulders, and Tom felt his heart flutter. He could see that the guy had green eyes, and his hair was a dirty blond. Tom drank down the rest of his drink and pushed his glasses up again, turning away as the guy's eyes starting looking through the crowd. He felt a pair of eyes on him, and Tom got up, planning on going back to the kitchen.

He rushed out of the room, bumping into a few more people and shouting apologies as he left.

Back in the kitchen, Tom took a few deep breaths, and the girl who gave him the original drink laughed.

"Back so soon, cutie?" She asked.

"U-uh, yeah. N-not used to this type of scene...at all, yeah." Tom said, nervous.

"That's what liquid courage is for." She laughed, handing Tom another drink. "But, trust me, take it slow, hun. Your head will thank you tomorrow morning."

"O-oh, thanks for the tip." Tom said, taking the new solo cup.

"Of course!" She replied, giving Tom a nice smile. Tom returned it, and turned, ready to leave the room, when the jock he saw from earlier was standing in front of him.

Tom gave a squeak of a sound and rushed past the guy, accidentally bumping into him on the way out. He found himself in another room, this one a lot darker, and he could see people bumping and grinding on each other from where the music was playing.

Tom placed himself in the corner of the room, slowly drinking on his drink this time, starting to feel a bit of a kick from downing the other cup of liquor. He breathed out a soft sigh, and tried to calm down his nervousness.

But the guy in the letterman jacket kept infiltrating his mind, and he shuddered, thinking about the jock. He shut his eyes, and took another deep breath. And when he opened them...

...the jock was right in front of him.

"Aah!" Tom squeaked out, cup shaking in his hand, liquid sloshing in the plastic cup. "U-uh, umm, hi."

"Ooo, British guy, huh?" The jock smirked. "Ran into me back there in the kitchen, sweetheart." He said.

Tom's eyes grew and he pushed up his glasses, mind racing and heart beating about as loud as the music.

"Oh my god...I-I'm so sorry. I-I d-didn't mean-I didn't mean to. S-sorry." Tom stuttered out.

"Yeah? Why'd you run out so quickly, sweetheart?" The jock asked.

"I-I...you, um, well, I was s-startled." Tom admitted.

"By me? Why's that?" The smirk quickly grew and Tom's fight or flight was kicking in, but he had nowhere to run, he was boxed in by the handsome jock.

"I...I...um, mate, I-you, um...I think I should go." Tom said, not able to handle being around his guy. He was getting hard in his pants, and, god, he didn't want the guy to notice.

"Hey, hey, hey....now, wait." The guy said, holding up the hand that didn't have his own drink in it innocently. "I think we got off on the wrong foot, sweetheart. Name's Jensen, what's yours?"

"T-Tom." Tom replied, shifting from foot to foot.

"Good to meet you, Tom." Jensen smiled, holding out a hand. Tom shook it, and he almost dropped to the floor with how strong and firm Jensen's hand shake was.

Jensen took a big drink of the alcohol inside his cup and set it down, and Tom did the same, grunting at the burn.

"Now, how about you have one dance with me?" Jensen asked.

"W-what?" Tom got out, eyes going wide again, and he pushed up his glasses.

"A dance. With me." Jensen said, chuckling. He wrapped a hand around Tom's waist, and Tom gave a squeak from how close Jensen just got. He was close enough that Tom could smell the cologne that Jensen was using and Tom felt more drunk from the smell than the alcohol in his system.

"S-sure." Tom nodded, breath almost taken out of him.

Jensen let him to the middle of the room and kept the hand on Tom's lower back, pressing close and swaying to the music. Tom found a rhythm that matched Jensen's, and he moved with Jensen, unable to look away from the man that towered above him. Jensen's other hand found it's way to the back of Tom's neck and he bent down, face pressed against Tom's neck.

"Um-um-um...." Tom stuttered, mind blanking as he felt soft lips connect with his neck. "Oh, wow."

"So pretty, sweetheart. Prettiest boy I've ever seen." Jensen murmured into Tom's neck. His mouth moved up to Tom's ear, and Tom listened to Jensen chuckle, as the man started grinding into him. "Are you attracted to me?"

"Um-um....oh, fuck." Tom got out, as Jensen nibbled on his earlobe.

"Gonna take that as a yes, Tom." Jensen chuckled. "Attracted to you too. Saw you come in on orientation day. Wanted you since I saw you."

"W-what...?" Tom said, breath coming out quick.

Jensen pulled his face up and his hands went to Tom's hips, grinding into him hard, and he pressed his forehead against Tom's, green eyes boring into Tom's.

"Hard for me, baby boy." Jensen smirked, giving a wink. Tom flushed hard, and he was pretty sure he was going to die when Jensen's hands went to his face and he kissed Tom hard.

Tom could taste the alcohol that was on Jensen's breath, and he kissed Jensen back, or tried to anyway, causes Jensen was taking complete control of the situation quickly.

The song ended and a new one started and Jensen finally pulled away, seeing a completely flushed and flustered Tom.

"How about you and me take this somewhere more private?" Jensen asked, giving Tom another wink.

Tom nodded before he could process anything that just happened, and Jensen's hand went back around Tom's waist, leading him out of the room and up some stairs. They passed some people who looked at Tom jealously, and some who looked at Jensen jealously.

Jensen lead Tom into an open, empty bedroom and shut the door behind the two of them. There was a soft glow coming from a few lamps and Tom looked up at Jensen, wide eyed as a deer.

"Um, J-Jensen?" Tom asked.

"Hmm?" Jensen asked, moving over to the bed, and motioning for Tom to join him.

"I-um..fuck...um...." Tom said, flushing hard. He joined Jensen on the bed, and Jensen kissed him once more, and the breath was stolen away from Tom as Jensen kissed him.

"What's up, baby boy?" Jensen asked, voice soft.

"I've never done this." Tom whispered, not able to look up at Jensen.

Jensen stilled and Tom froze, afraid that Jensen was going to reject him for being a virgin.

"Do you want to do this? With me? It's OK if you change your mind." Jensen said. Tom looked up at Jensen, seeing the sincerity on his face, and Tom shook his head.

"I-I want this." Tom said. "You aren't...gonna reject me?"

"What? No, Tom. Glad you told me." Jensen smiled, pulling Tom close. "Gonna treat you good, baby boy. Lie down on the bed for me."

Tom did as Jensen requested, and Jensen started working Tom out of his clothing, kissing each part of flesh that was exposed, When Jensen got Tom's boxers off, he sucked down Tom's cock, and Tom moaned, thrusting his hips upwards. Jensen's hands instantly pinned Tom's hips down and he started bobbing his head, sucking Tom off.

"Oh fuck!" Tom cried out, trembling underneath the stronger man. "Ah, ah, ah...." He couldn't do anything but take what Jensen was giving him, Jensen's strength greatly outmatching his own. "Oh my god, Jensen..." Jensen popped off Tom's cock, and grinned, licking his lips. "Anyone ever suck you off, baby?"

"N-not as good as you." Tom admitted, looking up at Jensen, who was still fully fucking dressed.

"Good." Jensen said, going back down on Tom and giving the guy the best head that Tom's ever had.

Tom came down Jensen's throat embarrassingly quicker than he meant to, but Jensen didn't judge him for it.

"Wanna suck you." Tom said, panting as he sat up.

"Yeah, baby boy? Think you can take me, Tom, baby?" Jensen smirked, moving back and lounging against the head of the bed. "I don't think you can."

"Wanna try." Tom said, sounding way too fucking desperate, and Jensen's smirk grew. He stripped himself down, slowly, letting Tom watch each piece of skin get revealed. The nice six pack that Jensen was sporting, and Tom was trying to not drool over the guy.

When Jensen revealed how well endowed he was, Tom whined softly. There was no way that he was going to fit all of Jensen down his throat.

"Well, if you're worried about not being able to suck me off, baby boy...." Jensen teased.

Tom felt a rush of adrenaline in him, and he moved over to Jensen quickly, gulping softly. Jensen leaned back against the headboard, spreading his legs, and Tom inserted himself in the space between.

"Gonna back out, baby boy?" Jensen asked, voice challenging. The smirk on his face wasn't gone, and Tom wanted to see if he could wipe it right off. Tom took his glasses off, placing them on the nightstand beside the bed, and he gulped again, wrapping a hand around the base of Jensen's cock (and, jesus, he almost couldn't make a fist around the dick, it was that fucking thick), and he opened his mouth, going down on Jensen. Jensen groaned softly, and that pushed Tom forward, bobbing his head up and down.

He felt Jensen's hand wrap in his hair, helping direct him up and down, and Tom closed his eyes enthusiastically sucking on Jensen. Jensen pushed Tom's head down, and Tom let him, he choked a little on Jensen's cock, and Jensen was about to let Tom up, but Tom pushed himself down further, wanting to show just how much he wanted Jensen's dick. He wanted to feel this tomorrow.

"Oh, that's how you want it, baby boy?" Jensen asked. "Gonna go easy on you, but I can get rough." Tom opened his eyes, tears leaking down, and he let himself off Jensen's dick, pressing close to the older man, and for a split second, the smirk was wiped off, and Tom felt powerful.

"That so, Daddy? Gonna give it to baby boy rough? Do your fucking best." Tom said, not sure where the courage was rally coming from. Maybe the alcohol. He always was a lightweight.

Jensen looked impressed for a few seconds, before the smirk came back and he pushed Tom on his back, moving over him quickly.

"Oh, baby boy. Daddy's gonna give it to you. I'm all you're going to think about for the rest of your fucking life. Daddy's gonna wreck you." Jensen reached for his pants and pulled out lube and a condom, ripping the foil off and rolling it on, before he lubed his fingers.

Jensen pushed one of Tom's legs out of the way, and rubbed a slick finger against Tom's hole.

"You tell me to stop, and I will. No judgement. I'm not going to go easy on you anymore, Tom, baby." Jensen said, finger teasing.

Tom knew that Jensen was giving him an out, but god, Tom wanted this more than anything. And he wanted it with Jensen.

"I told you do your best, better fucking do it, before I think that you're all bark and no bite." Tom replied.

"Fine, baby boy." Jensen said, plunging his finger inside of Tom.

"Oh fuck!" Tom cried out, as Jensen started pumping his finger, working Tom open.

"Ever had anything in you? Jesus Christ, you're goddamn tight." Jensen groaned.

"O-o-only fingers. Fuck, fuck!" Tom moaned, arching on the bed. "But holy shit, you're so thick. Oh my god, Daddy...."

"That's it, baby boy. Give yourself over to Daddy. Let Daddy make you feel good. Daddy's gonna wreck you all up." Jensen slowly added another finger, and Tom cried out in ecstasy.

Jensen crooked his fingers and found the part of Tom that he wanted to find. When Jensen nailed Tom's prostate, the younger man screamed out a moan, shaking underneath Jensen.

"Oh, fuck, Daddy, oh fuck!" Tom moaned, looking up at Jensen. Jensen's eyes were locked on Tom's face, and god, Tom almost came again then. "Daddy, fuck me." Tom whimpered.

"When I get you opened enough, Daddy's gonna split you open." Jensen grinned.

"D-Daddy...." Tom moaned, head dropping back on the bed. Jensen worked Tom open, and finally he pulled his fingers away, slicking his cock up.

He moved right over Tom, face to face, and Tom could feel Jensen's hard cock pressed against his rim.

"Fuck me, Daddy. Wreck your baby boy all up." Tom whispered.

That was all Jensen needed to sink inside of Tom, and Tom cried out, gripping Jensen tight. Jensen bottomed out, stilling as Tom got used to the adjustment. "Ready, baby boy?" He whispered softly in Tom's ear.

"Y-yeah, Ready."

Jensen pulled his hips back and started to pound into Tom, making the younger man cry out, moaning. Jensen pressed a kiss into Tom's neck, biting down, and Tom knew it would make a hicky.

"Fuck!" Tom cried out, panting and groaning. Jensen pressed biting kiss after biting kiss onto Tom's skin, and Tom was loosing his fucking mind, the only thought that was running through him was Jensen. "God, fuck!"

One of Jensen's hands wrapped around Tom's cock, and within a few strokes, Tom was coming with a wail.

Jensen worked Tom through it, grunting at how tight Tom was squeezing around his cock, and with a few grunts, Jensen was coming hard. Jensen slowed down before he finally stopped, and he pulled himself and Tom to the head of the bed, lying down and staying there. Jensen was still buried deep inside of Tom, and Tom panted, worn out.

"J-Jensen...." Tom murmured softly.

"Did I hold up on my word?" Jensen asked.

"Y-yeah..." Tom nodded, head resting on Jensen's chest.

"Good, baby boy. Rest. I'll be here when you wake up." Jensen murmured.

Tom did exactly what Jensen said, quickly falling asleep on Jensen's chest.

___________

(you've ruined me with this ship. This wasn't supposed to be this long but words just kept coming)

[fmdminheearchive]

sarah is back at it again with minhee’s long overdue update post! she’s been at famed for about six months now, and under the cut you’ll find details about where she is right now and where she hopes to be soon, along with some wanted plots that’ll help her along in her development! i also want to apologize for my own slowness at the moment, i’m extremely sick at the moment and am probably going to ask for a lil hiatus until my medication course is up. regardless of me, please give this a like if anything catches your eye!

she’s on the final stretch of promotions for bubble pop, and she’s over the moon about how it’s performed. the last few months have been very difficult for minhee, and she’s just been flip flopping about what she thinks is going to happen to lipstick, so the fact that two of her own songs are in the top 50, and one of them is in the top 5, as of the last update of the chart has taken such a weight off her shoulders. before this, she was sure that bc wanted to expand her brand as a soloist because of the modeling opportunities and solo debut, but considering jelly lowkey flopped she was scared that they’d change her mind. so, bubble pop doing what it’s doing for her?? exactly what she needed.

as for what’s next? she’s going to chop her hair and get jeonghwa’s iconic short black hair as soon as bubble pop promotions are over. she’s hopefully going to spend the rest of the year solidifying her cutie - sexy image through cfs and other advertisements and public appearances. then in the new year, i was thinking about either another mini-album or a full-album! i don’t have the points for it yet, but there’s a couple of tentative music feature ideas in the wanted plots section!

in terms of developments in her personal life, minhee is really such a happy girl naturally. her career does tire her out and leave her feeling drained, but at the end of the day, she’ll always find a reason to smile, no matter how low she is. forget dancing, forget rapping, that’s her biggest strength. 

wanted plots.

please someone hate her. preferably a peer, so someone around her age and around the same many years post debut who just can’t stand her. get her angry, get her mad. i really want to write minhee riled up, so she can snap and then feel really bad about it.

somebody who just doesn’t believe her happy face. as real as it is, she does get sad sometimes, contrary to popular belief. she’s just the kind of girl who’ll have her mascara running down her chin and go YEAH I’M FINE HOW ARE YOU HUN when asked about it. someone who wants to crack her shell.

any rappers who find her idol rapping embarrassing pls bully her x

and in direct opposition, any rappers who want to help her learn to write her own lyrics and stuff pls help her out x

onto the music section!! songs on the mini-album are all also open to production claims of any kind to like the first three people + if anyone is interested in the helping minhee write her own lyrics plot a couple of collab lyric credits maybe! of course this is all still tentative as i gather points so nobody feel pressured if you read this to leave the song open, send in that claim form!! i can always find other songs that have similar concepts and suit the feel, it’s literally months away LMAOOO

so basically i was thinking about claiming hyuna’s a’wesome mini-album.

bc said would u like to go for more of that party concept you like and make it kind of grown and sexy and minhee said ............ can there be a cute b-side? and they said sure and she said then of course. also if you didn’t know minhee’s second favourite concept after cute is party, whatever party means, and that’s a side of her i want to explore and for people to be like wow i didn’t expect a solo from minnie to do this but she did look so good in lipstick’s heaven music video (coming out this month in japan v hot) so it makes sense. as well as that, even though minhee’s spent SO long hating the sexy concept, as she’s gotten older she’s grown into it more and that’s something i think she deserves to show people on her own terms, if that makes sense?

so for that, morning glory - hyuna ft isle kim. again, cute. male rapper needed! & wolf - hyuna ft hanhae. another male rapper needed!

[heesgf]

Ship your mutuals with Treasure13 (or Silver Boys if you’d like)?💓

thank u for being so patient with me angel🤧🤧 i finally got around to answering this and just a warning omg sksks it’s ridiculously long!! but very very worth bc i love my mutuals more than anything!!!!💞💞💞 i hope u enjoy :’)))

hyunsuk 

im gonna start by shipping the cutest bby in the world with the other cutest bby in the world, @moonxlika!!!🤧💖 lika when i think of you and suk, i think about halloween omg?? like you guys dressing up and coordinating your scary costumes and then heading over to a halloween party that suk practically begged u to go to😢 tbh after an hour, u guys realize the party is kinda lame?? and ur like  ‘ಠ╭╮ಠ rlly u just did me wrong on halloween like this??’ but don’t worry!!!! because suk has got u covered~~he has lots of fun things in mind to keep the party fun and perhaps.. it mostly involves kissing uuuu hehe!!! and at one point, u steal the aux cord and start playing some real music and let’s just say.. u dance the night away uwu!!! (and maybe scare ppl when they come out of the bathroom but shhh u didn’t hear it from me!!!) 

of course i also ship hyunsuk with the world’s sweetest angel, miss sim @hyunsukmyass!!!😇💘 sim i know you’ve been studying hard for uni, so that’s exactly why suk takes every opportunity he can to whisk you away and help his baby relax!! this means bringing u beautiful flowers when u start ur studying sessions🥰 and convincing you to take evening drives with him when ur classes are over!! in the moment, all u really wanna do is nap, so ur a little bit hesitant, but once u see the beautiful orange and pink sky when the sun sets, and the way suk has his heart eyes completely set on you, u just🤧🤧 he really loves u to the moon and back :’))) and would do anything to see ur beautiful angelic smile!!!💕💓💞 pls smile lots for him MWAH

sam my bby @jehyoney!!!!! u and hyunsuk are my cowboy couple.. my crackhead icons🤠 u guys are that couple that are so close and comfortable with one another?? like everyone is in awe at ur relationship bc it’s so loving but also so funny?? u guys spend a lot of time watching cringey tik toks (perhaps recreating them….) and just!!! having the best time together uwu!! he loves u🥰 ALSO he sings old town road 25/8 and u kinda wanna kill him for it but also… he’s so CUTE u cant resist not cuddling him pls!!! sweetest bbys✨

noa

@forhyunsuk omg miss courtney!!! originally i was gonna ship u with suk, but u already know im that relationship’s #1 fan, so i thought i’d switch things up and ship u with noa the prince!!!😽💞 i feel like noa is that super smart and kinda quiet but SUPER CHARMING guy in your class that you’ve been crushing on since forever? and tbh u think ur being slick when u stare at the back of his head during class and drool or when u bite lip when u see his sweet smile!!! but guess what!!! hehe noa has known abt ur crush on him the whole time and he was so shocked when he found out bc he feels just the same way abt you??? when u smile and laugh or even just vaguely glance in his direction, he’s just straight up😻😻!!! one time ur hand brushed against his when u were passing out papers and his heart!! almost leaped !!! right out of his chest!!! dont tell him i told u but… he’s planning on asking u out this weekend.. bby he loves u sm!!!💘

tiyi my love @speckofglitter!!!!💕💓💞💞💝💘 i was gonna ship u with suk too, but i thought i’d be fun and ship u with ur model bf noa!!! noa is just so so so in love with you :’)) and he’s so proud of everything you’ve accomplished omg!! i think he’d love to sneak you off campus and take you on spontaneous night time dates into the city uwu✨✨ u guys spend time together at night markets, taking adorably aes photos (bc let’s be real.. king and queen of aes), dancing on the street and singing loudly, and kissing in the car!!! u guys are such a sweet and lovely couple and noa is just so whipped for u :’)) and his camera roll is literally filmed to the brim with cute pics of u!!! also.. sometimes u guys decide u want to give the world what it needs and sing beautiful songs together omg!!! ≧◡≦

mashiho 

@mashiho m i definitely ship u with baby mashi!!!🥰 hehe when i think of u guys, i think of mashi working at ur local bakery??? and u go there occasionally bc ur mom tells u to get that bread she likes, and u see THE CUTEST ANGEL IN EXISTENCE, and suddenly…. u have an intense craving for baked goods everyday???😉 mashi notices that u come more and more often, and he just grows the fattest crush on you? he’s always slipping extra sweets into ur bag and gives u the cutest lil smile when u walk in💕💓💞 eventually he finally works up the courage to ask u out, and ofc, u say yes!!! then u spend the rest of ur days being the cutest couple ever in the world, and it’s random, but u guys dance a lot together??? he loves teaching u moves uwuwuwuwu✨

@mashilove uyen my sweet angel, i ship u with mashi too!!!💘💘💘 he knows how much hard work you’ve been doing at work, and that it’s been stressful for you, so he loves taking out on little dates after work!!!😻 he likes to hug and cuddle u and poke ur cheeks!!  u guys have dinner and then drive out into the hills, and u spend the night staring up at the stars and cuddling💫💫💫 he lets u rant about work and you have lovely conversations!!! he always comforts you when you need it and gives u sweet kisses!! he loves u so so so much!!!

seunghun

maddi my bby @seunghunn​!!!!! u know that ur love for seunghun makes me the softest girl on the planet😢💖 seunghun knows it’s tournament season and that things are a little bit stressful for you rn, so he just wants to give u the sweetest n warmest cuddles 24/7??? he cares for u too much to let u overwork yourself!!! so anytime he thinks ur studying too hard, he quickly pulls you onto him (despite ur groaning) and he cuddles u between the bed sheets and gives u soft soft soft cheek and forehead kisses!!! sometimes when he’s feeling extra flirty hehe, he’ll steal a few from ur lips as well and as much as you’d like to complain that he’s being too clingy… sksksk u love it too much🤧💓💞 and he knows it too!!! sometimes when u cant sleep at night, he insists that he needs to sing u a soft lullaby, and instantly, u drift into sleep with him by ur side :’)) angel maddi, pls dream of him!!! 

vale, i ship u with ur sunshine bf seunghun too🥰🥰!!! @seunghunies it’s exam season for the both of you, so things have been a little stressful, and sometimes he can’t sleep well at night :’((( on those nights, he drives straight over to ur house, knocks on ur window at 2am with the widest smile, and convinces u to go get some icecream with him uwu!!! tbh ur feeling a little sleepy and icecream @ 2 am… doesn’t sound that appealing sksks, but he’s just too!!!! cute!!! to resist!!! so u hop into his car and kissing, and the next day, maybe ur a little more tired than u need to be but!!! u guys are so in love and it’s sOOO adorable :’ ) ))

angel christina 💞💞💞@kimseunghoney omg literally no one is surprised that i ship u with seunghun!!! u are a complete and utter sweetheart, just like ur wonderful bf, and u guys radiate!!! light!!! hehe when i think of u guys, i think of hun as that sweet and flirty boy next door that has a huge crush on u!! like he’s always doing cute things, like leaving flowers on your porch, and chocolates on ur desk in the library when u study!!! one time u confront him abt it!!! bc ur just so in love with this sweet boy :’))) he’s s OOooo annoying abt it like… ‘me? did i send it? hmmm…. let me think about it🤪’ but he so did!! and u KNOW it 😤 another time, u think you’ve finally reached ur breaking point, so while he’s teasing u, u suddenly slide your hands behind his neck and look deeply into his eyes… he’s blushing ridiculously hard and biting his lip!!! ur hovering so close to his lips.. and then u ask ‘did u send the stuff?’; when he finally gulps and nods his head, still biting his lip, u bravely move forward and kiss him. hmmm… let’s just say u guys have a new hobby….. ;) 

doyoung

@doyeongs j my sweet lil angel, i ship u with the cutest ray of sunshine!!!🌞🌞 u and doyoung are always studying after school at this cute little ice cream shop!!! and u regularly share sherbet together!!! he’s always doing cute things like holding ur hands, and giving u sweet hugs, and ruffling the hair on top of ur head💘💘 when prom season rolls around, doyoung shows up to ur locker at school with three scoops of your sherbet to-go, and a big poster that says ‘here’s the scoop: prom with me?’!!! and ur screaming bc, ew omg sO CHEESY, but also!!! doyoung just asked u to prom and ur abt to melt!!!! uwu u guys are literally the cutest bbys ever to exist and ur gonna have the biggest blast at prom!!! pls have lots of fun with ur adorable bf🥰

byounggon

bby ess!!!!💫💫💫 @ggoncafe hehe u know i ship u with gon, my love!!! i think he’d make the perfect date for u at ur annual arts banquet :’))) just imagining gon getting all dressed up to support his lovely gf… sksksk the SOFTNESS🤧🤧 he’s definitely gonna be bringing you the biggest bouquet of roses, and giving u so!!! many!!! sweet forehead and cheek kisses!!! he’s just so so so proud of u 💞💞💞 and he’s so excited to have an amazing night of fun with u and ur friends!!! u two are gonna be dancing and laughing and taking the cutest couple pics uwu!!! he’s just so in love with u,,, and it shows so much on his face when he looks at u and his eyes just pool up with love!!! everyone will be gawking at how cute u two are omg😻😻 angels!!! 

@bggon (taryn i was looking for ur old url and almost panicked skkskss) miss taryn ofc i ship u with gon!!!💘💘 maybe it’s bc of ur dark mobile theme, but when i think of u and gon, i think of bad boy! gon??? like on the outside he looks really tough and intimidating with his dark hair and piercings, and some ppl might be a lil bit scared of him, but then they see him with you and they just.. they drop that mentality completely??? bc LISTEN when he’s around u, his bby, he’s just so so soft??🤧🤧 everybody watches as his eyes crinkle with happiness when he sees u!!! and the way his mouth softens into a smile!! and he’s such a cuddly baby too :’((( how could he be scary when he’s so lovely with u omg… 

lastly i ship gon with aurora @constantlytiiired 💞💞💞 aurora ur so sweet and kind and caring, and i just feel like gon would never want to be away from you?? like when he’s recording in the studio, or travelling places, he always wants to call u and just hear ur voice!!! it helps him fall asleep at night🥰 and he loves to leave u sweet little love notes around ur house, so that when u wake up, u can feel how much he loves u immediately!! uwu he always wants to give u that warmest hugs and just :’)) he’s so soft for u

yedam

my baby sugarplum dara @yeetdam ✨✨✨!!!! hnnnggg i have to ship u with [red.] first because ur!!! my!! angel!! you and yedam are those people that are literally head over heels in love for one another, but for some reason, always denying it??? like ur so soft and starry eyed for him, and yet, it always seems to come out in an insult or two??? hehe oops😚💖 not that yedam ever minds tho, because he’s just so whipped for u, his little bby!!! tbh every time u try and deflect ur love for him, he couldn’t be bothered, and instead just wants to engulf u in the tightest hug and smooch ur cute lil head!!! and ofc.. u blush bc he’s so c u t e pls!!! once u guys finally straighten out ur feelings and realize that ur THAT couple; u guys are bursting with love for one another and everyone can tell omg!!! also… the best couple outfits EVER.. i know it

@yedarnit micro u are literally yedam’s perfect match, i swear it!!!🤧🤧 u guys are the most charismatic, and lovable, and musical couple to ever exist omg!!! yedam is ALWAYS at ur shows whenever ur performing, and u better believe he has the biggest bouquet of flowers, along with the biggest SMILE you’ve ever seen💖⭐️💝💓💕💞 he’s shouting and laughing and maybe even tearing up at the end??? god,, he loves u!!! and of course, ur the exact same way with him :’)) whenever he has a music show, ur sure to be in the front row with ur camera, and he can’t help but feel his heart swell with love when he sees u so starstruck (◠﹏◠✿) best bbys!!! 

soh u might run away from this but LISTEN u and yedam…. that’s some good shit @ygteasure❣️❣️❣️ i know u said prom was a little bit lame, so i guess it’s a good thing that u and yedam ditch early to go out on a spontaneous night time beach date????😻 u guys sit in the sand with ur fancy clothes and u lay ur head softly on his shoulder,, and tbh he was gonna be a drama queen and be like… ‘soh.. are u really putting ur head on my shoulder rn?? is this rlly happening?’ but he decides u look way too cute in this moment, and he doesn’t want to ruin anything, so instead he just smiles to himself, and wraps his arm over your shoulder, pulling u closer💞💞💞 u guys talk for hours and have so many heart to hearts… he’s so in love with u!!! and u may not admit it but we know u are too uwu :’)))

jihoon

my sweet baby angel izzy mWAH😚✨ @glossyedam i had to ship u with someone that was just as bright and kind hearted as u, and that person is jihoon!!!! jihoon knows that ur working so hard around the clock for school, and exam season is approaching, so he always want to make sure ur feeling happy and taking care of urself🥰💝💝 u can always catch him visiting u at school with food and sweets and his hoodies!!! he wants u to be well fed and smiley and warm hehe!!! also jihoon is King of the Class Clowns, so he’s never not telling u jokes to make u laugh!! even if it means embarrassing himself in front of ur whole school sskkssk!!! ur his sweet angel and he can never give u enough cheek kisses.. u guys are everything,, and even though ur school principal sees jihoon and is sometimes😤, they get over it bc u two are so lovely!!!(*^ -^*)

yoonbin

@yoonbins kara… my best bitch… my ICON.. i have to ship u with mr yoonbin bc that’s the cutest shit ever!!!!💖⭐️💝💓💕💞 u two are tall bbys!!! and the energy u emit omg….the most badass visual LEGENDS, literally everyone and their mom wishes they could compete!!!! i feel like u and bin on the outside would have a very bff like relationship, with lots of laughing and inside jokes and banter! and i think ur couple-y interactions in public would be very subtle bc u guys dont wanna go overboard, but uwu, behind closed doors, ha yoonbin is cuddliest baby ever!!! and u are ready to accept all the softness🤧 u two are just so in sync?? and even though u aren’t the most lovey dovey couple, everyone knows ur dating bc ur just so attune with each other✨  ilu!!! 

keita 

keita isn’t a silver boy, nor is he in treasure 13, but i want to ship him with the lovely ari @shibrs😽💞 ari, u and keita are the fluffliest couple!!! i can see u guys going on sweet little study dates in the library, and keita just loves to hear u talk, so he likes to lean onto your shoulder and shut his eyes and listen to u talk about ur day!! other times, he’s very boisterous and giggly and his mission of the day is to get u laughing just as loudly with him and omg.. let’s just say there have been more than a few instances in which you two have been kicked out of the library!!! u pretend to be mad sometimes but he’s just .. so.. cUTE !! and when he kisses ur cheek and hugs ur side.. how can u be mad?!🤧

asahi

@multyfan1458 krystal this might be random but u and asahi would be so cute together omg???💖💖 he loves to shower u with love and affection ahh!!! i imagine him taking u out on study dates at different cafes :’)) and he just loves to converse with u abt literally anything.. like just talking to u fills him with happiness!! and he loves to do cute and heart warming things, like brushing the hair from ur face, or wiping the whipped cream by your lips😭😭 u guys would be adorable! 

haruto 

my ray of sunshine niki, i ship u with haru @waharuto!!💓💕💞 when i think of you two, i immediately think of summer time dates together omg!!! i feel like the two of you would love to dress up and head down to the beach :’))) and then you’d share icecream, or swim a bit!!! maybe he’d try and piggyback u and throw u into the water but it’s all in good fun hehe >.

junkyu

@koala-junkyu b i have to ship you with kyu because u two would be the loveliest couple!!!!🥰🥰 whenever ur studying hard, junkyu is sure to come bring u the warmest blanket he can find and wrap it tightly around ur body!!! bc the last thing he wants is his bby to feel cold :’((( he’s always bring u ur favourite foods and snacks, and coffee when u need it desperately!!! he loves u so so so much💞💞💞 and he makes sure u never forget it by giving u the warmest hugs and kisses!!! 

[dr-oliver-j-evans]

otp questions | ethan ramsey x mc

Who is the most affectionate?

It honestly depends on how they are both feeling. Though when you sit back and think about it, Ethan would be the more affectionate one of the two but it wouldn't necessarily be kisses or hugs. It could be as simple as a simple brushing of a hand or smile.

Big spoon/Little spoon?

Hands down Ethan loves- no- NEEDS to be the little spoon. He's been through so much that the man just needs to be held. There are times during the night where he may be a tad restless or suffering from a nightmare and will hold onto Oliver and become the big spoon as a result.

Most common argument?

Oliver: Ethan Jonah Ramsey. It is 2:45 in the morning and you have work in a few hours. Go. To. Bed.

Ethan: n o.

Favorite non-sexual activity?

They both love going to the opera house. Oliver loves seeing Ethan get excited when explaining the plot and what is currently happening, forgetting that the intern can also speak Italian. Ethan just adores being able to include someone in on his love of opera.

Who is most likely to carry the other?

Once again, it depends on the situation. The majority of the time either one has to be carried out of the room by the other or fists will be thrown.

Both radiate dumbass energy don't @ me.

What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

Ethan- He is absolutely enamored by Oliver's freckles.

Oliver- That man's laugh and hypnotic eyes are everything to him.

What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

The way they just act around each other. The way they look at each other. It's more relaxed and loving in a sense.

Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

r o o k i e

Ethan- He calls Oliver by a small handful of nicknames. It starts off with OJ and Ollie before transitioning into ones like Darling, Doll, Love, My Ollie, Lover, etc.

Oliver- He honestly spent like three days contemplating nicknames at first. Though that changed when they finally kissed. He ends up calling Ethan things like Ethie, Hun/Honey, Lovie, Lovebug, Sweetie/Sweetheart, etc.

Who worries the most?

Oliver, hands down. He is one of those people that worries more than anything about those he is close with or deeply cares about.

Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

Oliver. He is just one of those people that will remember even the smallest of details about people he just spends a lot of time around which is always great for patients too.

Who tops?

They tend to switch but with Oliver topping at one point or another due to being restless at how the pace is. Ethan will only top to simply make Oliver feel overwhelmed with pleasure.

Who initiates kisses?

Ethan is known for his hungry kisses, maybe even going as far as pulling Oliver into an empty room, kissing him long and hard.

Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

Ethan. He just likes knowing that Plover is nearby whenever possible.

Who kisses the hardest?

Ethan kisses like there is no tomorrow. Like he needs Oliver more than he needs air.

Who wakes up first?

Ethan used to wake up first but it transitioned into Oliver waking up first and stealing his shirt.

Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

Ethan just wants to hold Oliver and never let him go. He wants to have those last few moments with him before they have to go to work.

Who says I love you first?

Oliver said it when they were out on the balcony in Miami. It was a soft mumble of words that he didn't expect/know Ethan would hear.

Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

THEY BOTH DO BUT OLIVER WILL WRITE THESE LOVE LETTERS ON WHAT FEELS LIKE A QUARTER OF A PAD OF STICKY NOTES BEFORE GOING FOR STATIONARY. ETHAN JUST WRITES LITTLE THINGS LIKE "I LOVE YOU" WITH A CROOKED HEART DOODLE.

Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?

Everyone already knew before them. And I mean E V E R Y O N E.

What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

Everyone was just patiently waiting for them to get together and kept making small jokes or prods about them as a couple.

Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?

Oliver. Music or not, he will end up dancing with Ethan whether he likes it or not. (He loves it.)

Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

Ethan. Anyone who so much as dares question it hasn't had him make them a meal and it shows.

Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

Oliver. Ethan tries his hardest but it always ends up with him leaving the room due to being way too flustered to look Oliver in the eye.

Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

Ethan will do this to get a reaction from Oliver.

Who needs more assurance?

Ethan requires more reassurance on just about a majority of things in his life, ranging from feeling unworthy of love/being loved to being a doctor. Oliver will always be there with open arms.

What would be their theme song?

Realization of Feelings: Falling for U - Peachy! ft. mxmtoon

Beginning of Relationship: I Do Adore - Mindy Gledhill

Relationship in General: Like Real People Do - Hozier

Who would sing to their child back to sleep?

Ethan honestly would hold their child and sing/hum a song from an opera he had seen recently.

What do they do when they’re away from each other?

c r y.

They would be one of those couples that will call each other when they can. They also have a picture of each other at all times regardless.

one headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

They both cried themselves to sleep after what happened in Miami out of frustration and pure want/desire for each other.

one headcanon about this OTP that mends it

They both feel safest in each other's arms.

[silviasutton1989]

Open Your Heart to Me (Liamx Olivia RileyxDrake MaxwellXHana)

Author’s Note: I worked really hard on this one so I hope it comes through how I intended. Let me know what you guys think. If you clock on the bold words it will send you to the song they will be singing. It you want to read the chapter before THIS. @everythingchoices @choicesfanficlibrary if you would like to be tagged in later work just let me know!

Raiting: PG13

Summary: The gang has finally made it to the Karaoke bar but tension will be high.

"Oh My Gosh! We are here!!!!"

Maxwell's squeals wakes Riley from her thoughts. As the gang pile out of the limo they are greeted with loud music hardly stifled by the building which also holds a large purple and green neon microphone blinking above it. 

At the sight of all the people in the area Olivia speaks, "Surely they have private seating in this place." Her possession of Liam's hand has taken over to his full left side. Liam looks defeated as he keeps his focus in any other direction but Riley's.

Once they reach the front door Maxwell pulls the bouncer aside. 

"So um.. buddy how about we talk about a VIP area for a second."

With her friends preoccupied Riley reluctantly turns in Drake's direction as he is looking around the building.

"Can we talk?" She motions for him to move further out of Olivia and Liam's earshot, he obliges.

"Hey are you mad at me or something?" Drake leans into Riley's ear making sure she could hear him through the loud playing of "Living La Vida Loca". His voice and hot breathe near her ear sends chills down her body.

"Why did you do that in the limo Drake?" Riley crosses her arms and takes a cautionary step back from him.

"I thought you liked the way I touch you." A sly smile creeps upon Drake's face he closes in the distance between the two yearning to kiss her exposed shoulder but settling for simply grazing the area with his fingertips.

Riley exhales loudly and takes another step back.

"I don't like these mind games you play."

"Mind games?" Drake scoffs and look towards an unsuspecting  Liam. Olivia has whispered something in his ear and a full smile has taken over his face. "Or are you just upset that the Royal Highness is too busy to flirt with you at the moment."

"Stop trying to put Liam in this and stop trying to guess how I feel abut him! You tease me with these touches and looks and secret kisses just so I'll be the one who has to ask for more."

Riley and Drake are complete mirrors of each other, arms crossed eyes widen.

"Then you play this whole noble card leaving me to feel desperate and cheap. Saying "Oh we can't do this because Liam is my best friend and he is n love with you". Yet you don't mind sitting across from hi with your hand u my dress do you?! And I'm tired of it Drake I'm tired of playing this same game with you especially when your always the one with the upper hand."

"Oh so I'm the one playing the games? I'm the one who has the upper hand? Tell me something have you told Liam how you feel about me?"

Riley stammers, "Well...No-"

"Have you told him how you feel about him?"

"No but you know he's helping clear----"

"No right! Your just stringing him along till Beaumont's name is cleared. What's going to happen when he dumps Madeline and tries sticks a ring on your finger? Who will be strung along then Riley? Me or him?"

Riley takes a moment to respond the rise and fall of Drake's chest as he breathes told her his "games" we not to entertain him but to protect him.

"Drake I want to be with you... but.... it seems our issues aren't that we have to wait till the time is right. You don't trust me do you?"

Riley searches for an answer in his face, he quickly looks away.

"You make it hard to see where your priorities lie and you are the one playing mind games. With Liam, Maxwell, and Bertrand, is it so hard to think you maybe doing it with me too. It's really hard to trust you Sutton."

With those words piercing through her body, Riley walks away as she meets back up with the rest of the group Maxwell is all ready speaking with them.

"So let's go!!"

"We got a table?"

"Yeah Hana has been here for like 20 minuets already we are over there."

They reach Hanna who is waving frantically at the gang "Hey  guys the waitress is on her way. I've had two drinks all ready see"

Riley hurries to sit next to Hana at the end of the crescent shape table. As Olivia and Liam sit in the middle Olivia begins to stroke his hand again she whispers in his ear, "Liam you know I have terrible stage fright let's do a song together ok?" He leans in and whispers back to her "As you wish." They flip open the large binder and begin to look for a song.

The waitress appears to take orders.

"What can I get you all?"

"Whiskey neat" Riley and Drake call out at the same time

The table laughs at the coincidence everyone but Riley and Drake.

Maxwell waves at the waitress "How about a couple round of Jolly Ranchers for the table mam?"

In no time the drinks come and after a couple of terrible renditions of "I Like Big Butts" and Before He Cheats" play the hostess announce for Maxwell to come on up.

Maxwell quickly takes a shot and jumps up "Ok are you guys ready because " He reaches in his pocket and pulls out a handful of confetti and blows it over the table "IT'S SHOWTIME!" 

"Go Maxwell!" Hanna shouts. As the beat for Journey's "Don't Stop Believing" begins to play He quickly turns to Hana "hey how about we make this a duet?"

He extends his hand to her and as she takes it "Are you sure I'm not as experienced as you." As they walk to the stage he responds "No on is my dear. No one"

They begin to sing awkwardly at first but soon finding their own rhythm on which parts to sing.

"Awe aren't they ...cute" Olivia starts and she hands the waitress their selection to sing. "Are you not singing Riley?"

"Yes I am" Riley hands the waitress her selection while Olivia sets her sights to Drake "Looks like its just Drake huh?" she turns to Liam "and I thought I was the party pooper!"

Drake looks at the waitress who stands waiting for his selection. He hands her his empty glass "Keep them coming please"

After a couple of songs end, the hostess announces Liam and Olivia to the stand. The song "Nights with you" by Mo begins to play.

To calm Olivia obvious nervers Liam starts the song off looking directly in her eyes.

"Girl your gorgeous you know you might not always feel like it but you are." He picks up her chin with his fingers and and once it was her turn Olivia is  fully into the song signing only to Liam. 

"Lose Attention. Even though this world is mad and you feel out of control.

But your the best at When you let it off by banging your head and putting your hands up in the air.

oh babe Ill take you out tonight Don't care about your fiancee waking up alone!"

"Wow" Maxwell stares at the display in front of him mouth agape.  "She almost looks---"

"Human" Hanna laughs.

"I was going to say harmless but that's close enough."

They all chuckle lightly. All but Drake as his thought and focus has been solely on Riley who hasn't looked in his direction all night. 

By the time Liam and Olivia find their seats the third round of drinks have made its way to the table. Drake's liquid courage kicks in and in front of the whole gang he stands. "Riley can we talk?"

"Come to the stage Riley!!" announces the Hostess.

Riley walks past Drake and before she can make it on the stage she is stopped by the hostess.

"Hey hun look I know know you wanted that Bebe Rexha song "The Way I Are" but look I got you something better very close to Whitney just follow the words you'll be fine!"

Before Riley can respond she is on the stage a bright light blinding her. Somehow the only visible thing is Drake still standing watching her.

The song "How will I Know" covered by Sam Smith starts to play.

Riley looks at the hostess who gives her a thumbs up and points to the screen. She closes her eyes, she knows the words. This song is the whole relationship with the only man she can see see at the moment.

"Oh it's you I know your the one I dream of 

Look into my eyes take me to the stars above

Oh I lose control cant seem to get enough

When I wake from dream tell me is it really love

How will I know if you really love me?"

Once Riley gets enough courage to open her eyes Drake has disappeared.And she sees no one, nothing but the light before her. The crowd is quiet and she stumbles through the song ending with a forced smile and wet eyes. When she finds her seat back at the quiet table Maxwell begins.

"Hey Riley don't be embarrassed you were great up there." He reaches over the table and places a hand on hers

"Hmm it looked like she was about to cry if you ask me."

Liam nudges Olivia "Hey you were perfect right Hana" He scoots over and wraps his arm around Riley.

"Right I think you gave a whole new emotional feel to the song Like I really didn't hear the words until I heard you sing it like that."

Before Riley could say or move from Liam the hostess begins another announcement.

"We will now have Drake to the stage."

A clearly drunken Drake makes his way to the stage as the crowd claps softly. He finds Riley in the crowd and sees she is wrapped in the arms of Liam.

The music for Dancing on my Own by Calum Scott begins to play.

The table is silent as Drake begins to sing it is Hana who speaks. "I didn't know Drake could sing." No one answers her. 

"I'm in the corner watching you kiss him Ohh 

I'm right over here why cant you see me Ohh

I'm giving it my all but I'm not the guy your taking home

Ohh I keep dancing on my own."

Riley looks up at Drake his dark brown eyes piercing through her. She hasn't notice Liam's arm is no longer around her. She never heard him tell her he was leaving with Olivia . She hasn't even realized how rudely she said "No" when he asked her to come with them. 

Drake finishes his song and quickly leaves the stage. Riley starts to run after him when Hana grabs her arm.

"Hey are you leaving too? Your going to miss my rendition of "Fantasy". 

"You can do Mariah? You sure bout that you may need a backup singer don't want you to have to whistle through your high notes"Maxwell insists. 

"No I got this!" She places a hand in front of his face.

"So you leaving Riley?" 

"Yeah I think so I'm going to check on Drake. You all have fun!"

And with that she was off past the door spotting Drake climbing into a back of a taxi. He sees her and waits for her to get in before shutting the door. Madonna's Open Your Heart blasting through the building as they drive away.

[retrauxpunk]

tagged by @sardoniyx THANK U HUN XX 

when you have cereal, do you have more milk than cereal or more cereal than milk?: I categorically Do Not have cereal. ...but it’s pretty much been milk in the past because i like the cereal much more than the milk.

do you like the feeling of cold air on your cheeks on a wintery day?: i mean i think i did sometimes when cold weather was a novelty rather than the five-year-long winter that this current winter in london feels like 

how do you take your coffee/tea?: coffee with a shitload of sugar and milk and sometimes flavourings ... tea with milk and one sugar.

do you keep plants?: nah

what artistic medium do you use to express your feelings?: writing (poetic prose/poetry if it’s a particular brand of romantic/romance-adjacent feeling) ... sometimes drawing

do you like singing/humming to yourself?: yeeeees

what’s something that made you smile today?: oh man. i haven’t had a good day. but something that made me INTERNALLY SMILE was this excellent message @cheapskate-bleeding-queer sent me :)

what’s your favorite pasta dish?: spaghetti/penne with GARLIC and CHEESE and sometimes CHILLI and (usually but not a necessity) a meat like chicken or cured meats, in a cream/egg sauce UGHHH GOD. also bolognese is pretty Rad. with heaps of herbs/spices. unghhhhhh

what’s your favorite eye color?: i don’t know if i have one? my first fave as a kid was green. i used to not think very highly of dark brown eyes (which i have) bc it’s basically never lauded in popular media etc but then i got crushes on a series of guys with dark eyes and now i see they’re PRETTY RAD TOO

what’s your favorite bubblegum flavor?: peppermint/spearmint

what is your opinion of socks? do you like wearing weird socks? do you sleep with socks? do you confine yourself to white sock hell? really, just talk about socks: SOCKS ARE FUN AND NICE AND WARM. I LIKE SOCKS WITH FUNKY/CUTE DESIGNS. wearing mismatched socks is FUN. socks that fit poorly are deeply bad. i don’t sleep with socks. i used to when i was a kid.

what’s your fave pastry?: anything with cheese and bacon. at work they have these cheese and bacon turnovers which are kind of puff pastry and they are the most fucking delicious thing ever every time i eat one i’m like jesus fucking christ how can something taset this good oh man

tell us about your pet peeves!: when people put their bags on seats on public transport and DON’T MOVE THEM when others approach to sit! when people sit on the outer seat of a two-seater on a bus/train and DON’T MOVE IN OR GET UP WHEN SOMEONE WANTS TO SIT! When someone is playing music through SPEAKERS in a PUBLIC PLACE and they are not some kind of busker/paid musician and especially if it’s shit music! people who roar down busy/populated/suburban/urban areas in EXTREMELY LOUD CARS AND MOTORCYCLES WHY? is this necessary? if it isn’t -- DO YOU FEEL REALLY SECURE ABOUT YOUR EGO? IS YOUR JUNK MONUMENTOUS? IS YOUR DICK SO BIG YOU CAN SWING IT ROUND LIKE A FIRE HOSE? also, fuckwits who open conversations with me by asking “excuse me, what part of china are you from”. if anyone presumes my ethnicity again (i don’t care if they’re correct) i’m going to make up some bullshit like “i am white, with a rare strain of jaundice” or just speak german to them and pretend i don’t know english at all.

think of a piece of jewelry you own: what’s it’s story? does it have any meaning to you?: a gold/enamel pendant that’s a disc with a hole in the middle that looks like a segmented colour wheel. i bought it in the Exploratorium gift shop in San Francisco, I was not having a great time and bought it to cheer myself up a bit? and i turned it into a symbol of overcoming unpleasant thought spirals or something like that, in my head.

do you have a favorite coffee shop? describe it!: i like the tom n toms chain in sydney. i go to the one in central or the one in town hall and i’ve been there so many times with so many people and have basically always had a great time, drinking the peppermint hot chocolate. many hours of bitching/moaning about my love life has been spent there. it’s been great. i was even there with an ex once but the place CANNOT BE RUINED because i’ve also been there with like all of my best friends. and it’s always a stellar experience. yum. also, brainwave cafe which was right near the design building at my uni. a cute aesthetic, nice food, and i love the proximity to my alma mater, and i had nice experiences at uni overall, therefore GOOD ASSOCIATIONS, etc.

do you trust your instincts a lot?: i did, but lately they seem to have gone on a leave of absence so ........... like ........... yeah i dunno.

what food do you think should be banned from the universe?: anything that necessitates inhumane/cruel slaughter or treatment of animals e.g. foie gras, lobster that had to be boiled alive, whales killed by being dragged through the sea by harpoons, those sadistic dishes from asia (don’t google if you don’t want to learn about actually graphic/disturbing mistreatment of animals)

do you like buying CDs and records? what was the last one you bought?: records yes because i have a record player and kind of want to be a Vinyl Person because aesthetic and i hate having money apparently HAHAH. the last one i bought was Beautiful People Will Ruin Your Life by The Wombats -- I preordered it -- there were a series of fiascos about the delivery but I think I’ll have it in my hands by the end of the week FINALLY 

think of a person. what song do you associate with them?: literally anything by the killers (you know who you are). Waiting For The End by Linkin Park reminds me of my first bf (though not in a bad way). 

do you like poetry? what are some of your faves?: yes, but i have very specific taste. i like Kelsey Rakes and a bunch of others whom I found on deviantART back when that was my life. 

what’s the stupidest gift you’ve ever received?: a couple times i was regifted the gifts that i got those people in the first place HAHAH not a hug deal though

what’s winter like where you live?: currently london. from the perspective of a sydneysider, it is ....... ......... GREY. you wake up and if you have a commitment like work, you just push through. if you don’t and you’re in the house, you open the curtains and see how the light level inside basically doesn’t change and you think WHAT IS THE POINT OF BEING ALIVE. also in the middle of winter the sun literally sets BEFORE FOUR P.M. WHAT THE EVERLOVING FUCK. the cold isn’t too bad, but the lack of sunlight is depressing. on the other hand, mulled wine is nice.

what are your favorite board games?: INNOVATION, HANDS DOWN. i also really like Monikers.

is there anything you should be doing right now but aren’t?: i don’t think so ... sleeping, maybe?

are you in the minion hateclub or fanclub?: in isolation they’re pretty cute and in movie context they’re funny but oversaturation/inappropriate usage makes them a little tiresome. also i read a tweet of minion smut and it was hilarious and i loved it.

are you planning on getting tattoos? which ones?: i have one tattoo which is one half of a super dumb in joke/relationship meme that i came up with .......... so i want to get the second half at some point. it’ll be a couple inches square, on my right leg. i also want to get a big one on my upper arm of some kind of bird, in a bit of an industrial style.

are there any artistic movements you particularly enjoy?: i rather enjoy dadaism as a concept ... man there’s one i think is on the tip of my brain but i... can’t think of it ...? i like luminism. i like warhol and lichtenstein’s pop art. roccoco is fun. 

talk about your one of you favorite cities: y’know, i do like london. i love the shit-ton of theatres, the fact that musicians/performers ACTUALLY COME HERE, the WONDERFUL ABUNDANCE OF LIVE COMEDY, the fact i can go see studio recordings of TV shows, the PROXIMITY TO THE REST OF EUROPE OMG, the general aesthetic/vibe, the pleasant accents, the general feeling of safety/cleanliness. also you know what? SYDNEY. SYDNEY FUCKING ROCKS. the weather is beautiful, every fucking sydneysider who complains about sydney weather honestly doesn’t know shit. the harbour/seaside is GORGEOUS. there is a GREAT foodie/hipster cafe scene. it’s relatively clean and safe. it’s wonderfully multicultural. it’s lively but not too busy/crowded. (oh man the weather!!) ....yeah both are also crazy fucking expensive and i seem to hate living in affordable places haha kill me

where do you plan on traveling this year?: i don’t want to go anywhere. i know my family wants me to go to china but considering how my last trip went, i am Not Really Keen? but i probably should, to see the rellies

myer briggs type, zodiac sign, and hogwarts house?: either INFP or INFJ i think? depending on the test, aries, ravenclaw/gryffindor

oh yeah tagging: @cheapskate-bleeding-queer @dandelionwyne @soapbubblepopper @whyteraven91 @watching-the-fire-dance @monkiponken @themythicalgarden + anyone who wants to do this ^_^