#so sorry for the tags but please. won't somebody point me towards my girls

[outcast-thingz]

That One Song

(I may change the title later)Hello my lovelies, I'm back with another song fic. I had a daydream while listening to this song and this is what happened😂😂

Pairing: atsumu x reader? Not really sure how to label this one

Summary: Girls night out! At least that was the plan. Just because your friends couldn't come didn't mean you couldn't go. A night of dancing and you catch someone's eyes. Next thing you know you meet his crew for the night. Who would have known dancing would get you into a little (harmless) trouble

Warnings: lyrics are a bit NSFW, it's a night club so the dancing isn't exactly clean either😂😂

       The dance floor called to you like a siren. Unfortunately, none of your gal-friends could come out tonight but that wasn't going to stop you from having a fun night. To ease their mind you texted them where you were whenever you changed locations. The current club you were in seems to have good music. You'd been on the dance floor for the past four songs without a break. The next song starts and nothing changes, you stay on the dance floor.

        Dum-pa-dum Dum-pa-dum The music wraps its sneaky strings around your limbs and body controlling you like a puppet. Dum-pa-dum dum-pa-dum left to right, left to right, your hips move to the beat. You allow yourself to be the music's little puppet as you get lost in the melody. Not much of the song passes when a feeling begins to tug at you. Your gaze follows the feeling. Amongst the crowd of people, a pair of honey-brown eyes stood out. The intensity held your eyes captive yet after a single blink they were gone; they had disappeared into the crowd. Soon enough you found yourself looking around to find the eye's owner. You accidentally back into somebody and quickly spin around to apologize.

       "He- eEeEEeeEy~ you're pretty cute." The man you bumped into seemed crossed at first but quickly softened when setting his eyes on you. The light shined against his yellowish blonde hair. His piercings were kind of intimidating.

"Hey blondy, get those hips moving we didn't come here to stand around. Oh. Why hello there~" a man with brown hair whines until he sees you. 

"I uh… I'm sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." You finally blurted. The two narrowed their eyes and smirks crept on their faces.

"You know, you could make it up to us" the blonde started,

"By dancing with all of us for a few songs." The brown hair man finished. 

"All of us?" You lifted a brow daringly. The brown one looks back over his shoulder to speak,

"Hey! Living sun, Kitty, what do you think?"

Bouncing over was an energetic, spikey, white and black-haired man. His golden eyes filled with the natural high of exercise.

"Hey, hey, hey. Sounds like fun to me Oikawa, I'm down for it," boisterous man cheered. "Kuroo, what do you think?" Yet another man appeared. This one had black hair and a mischievous vibe about him. Really they all have a mischievous vibe about them but he was more like a scheming kind of mischief. The new man quickly bopped all of them on their heads,

"You idiots, you going to scare her away and Astumu will be pissed at us. Let's not forget who's paying for our drinks tonight." He grins at you whilst pushing the other guys out of the way. He stretches his hand out to you,

"My name is Kuroo, please forgive my crew, Terushima, Oikawa, and Bokuto. You are extraordinarily cute but to us, you're  ~off limits~" he emphasizes while eyeing his friends who either roll their eyes or scoff. "We would be delighted if you would join us for at least this song." he kept his hand out until you gently shook it.

"Y-Y/n…" is all you could manage to say. 

       All of the confidence you had started your night with disappeared. Here you were in just about every girl's dream, surrounded by tall, attractive, and athletic-looking men. Yet you found yourself a stuttering mess. You took a step back as the song reaches a quiet part. A hand finds it's way to your shoulder gently holding it. You lift your head and meet those captivatingly intense eyes from before. It was impossible to look away.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you, princess. The names Astumu. We've been watching from afar for some time, you really have some moves. I'd like to see how you do with a partner, can you do that for us?" He spoke with a friendly tone but his eyes made it seem like he was commanding you. Who knew dancing was going to be the thing to get you in trouble. After catching your breath you are able you calm yourself enough to respond.

"Y/n, a pleasure to meet you Astumu. Let's hope your feet can keep up with mine~!" The tease that slipped from your mouth surprised everyone, including you. Even so, that was enough permission for them. 

       The song kicks back into high gear and the first man to take you hand was Terushima. He pulls you close to him and lifts one of your legs to his hips.

"Vamos, fiesta; I want you, señorita," He sings the lyrics as he leans back still keeping you close so you lean with him. Oikawa is next. Terushima lets you slip from his grip as Oikawa takes one of your hands and twirls you around. He dips you whilst continuing the lyrics,

"I'm gonna kiss all your body; Sharp breath, gripping the bed sheet."

Kuroo slips his hand underneath your back and lightly pushes you up till you're standing straight. He pulls you towards him keeping your back facing him. He wraps his arms around you. Then he crosses them so his right hand is holding your left and vise versa. The lyrics continue

"Baby girl, yeah, I'mma put it in; I can make your bed shake." Slips away and Bokuto fills his spot seamlessly. He leans you to the left while he leans to the right,

"I can be your sin." He now leans you to his right as he leans to the right,

"Your hands scratching against me." During both moves he kept his eyes locked on yours. Suddenly he twirls you off and it almost feels aimless until you're caught. A finger under your chin and a thumb resting just below your lip helps lift your head to once again meet Astumu's intense gaze. 

"One look," he quickly move his head beside one of your ears, "I know that you want me." Tingles run down your spine, the hair on the back of your neck raises, and your body tenses up as the last lyrics are whispered. 

       You are spun around again and pulled from Astumu by Terushima and Oikawa.

"Baby girl, won't you come my way?" Now you stood in the middle of a circle made up of the five men you are dancing with. 

"Tell me all the things; that you wanna say," the boys appear to be singing in unison and encouraging you to dance. You shrug and let the music once again slink his strings around you; you let it make you a puppet. The boys sway and watch as you entertain them. You honestly didn't mind since the whole point of coming out tonight was to dance; having an audience was just a bonus. 

"Baby girl can you say my name; show me all the ways; you can move that thing," as the lyrics end Astumu works his way up to you. He pulls you close wrapping one arm around your hips. The other hand takes hold of your closest hand. The two of you sway and rock to the slow part of the song.

"I don't wanna to take you nowhere; I don't wanna waste your time; Baby girl, would you come my way," he lifts your head again like earlier with the hand that held yours. "Baby girl would you come for me?" You can't help but giggle and thank the gods that the club lights were hiding the major blush on your face.

       You dance the rest of the song with the boys and hit the bar. That's where you learn Astumu called dib the moment the boys laid their eyes on you. After some more talking, flirting, and exchanging of numbers you all head home. You immediately tell your gal friends of tonight's adventure and remind them that they really should have gone. Feeling a bit jealous, the girls ask if you'd be willing to ask the boys to go out tomorrow night. You laugh and ask away. A unanimous response of yes came back. 

"I guess tomorrow I'm going your way aren't I? Astumu?" You hummed to yourself before landing on your bed and promptly passing out.

Tag List: @1tsnoya @oof-she-needs-therapy @red-riot-rat @squishytenya

[bbykpoper]

Bitter Sweet Symphony

Jae x reader

part 14 - Hog's Head Inn

words: probably somewhere around 2.8k

A/N: I know that the timeline of the song and story don't match but just like ignore it please? Thank you. Also, I hope nobody gets offended by me mixing stuff up... it's called fiction for a reason🙄

tag list: @softminygi @zico-aesthetics (slowly building this little sections so do come along and message me if you wanna be apart of it)

-

Y/N glared over playfully at Jae and his friends as they both snorted out a laugh. Wonpil had woken up and proceeded to spam the girl with funny pictures of Jae, but at the same time sent some questioning photos of Y/N herself to the Slytherin boy. And now, both were wagging war on twitter, almost crashing the app on both of their phones.

Sunmi glanced at the girl sitting opposite her at the table and smiled in amusement as she observed her reactions to the Slytherin blond boy with the soft rimmed glasses. Even though they started out on the wrong foot, it seems they are slowly gravitating to one another in a finer manner.

"Sunmi-unnie." Momo whispered to grab the Ravenclaw girl's attention. "Don't you think Y/N-unnie and Jae-oppa would make a good couple?"

Sunmi almost choked on her butterbeer as the younger Hufflepuff looked on to the two. If even the dull Momo managed to figure out the chemistry between these two then who hasn't?

"I agree little Momo. They would make the fine pair." Sunmi nodded and caught the angered gaze of Sungjin directed at Jae. 'Ho, do I smell jealousy?' She smiled at the thought only for it to be broken by a ping on Y/N's phone.

The girl quickly scanned the message she got and sighed, standing up and grabbing the blue coat which was drapped over her chair. She met eyes with Jae and smirked at him endaringly.

"We'll continue our banter later snake boy." She said as she looked back over to Sunmi. "Don't wait up for me, I probably won't be back until curfew."

"Alright. I'll bribe our head girl again if you stay out later." Sunmi nodded. "Be careful Y/N."

"Thank you." She hugged the older girl. "And don't worry so much about me, I'll be fine."

And with that Y/N went off towards the exit, noticing just how much Jae was following her every move with his eyes.

"See you later, Jae." Y/N stopped short when the older boy blushed at her use of his name and at the same time blushed back.

She quickly scurried out the door into the cold and headed up the street away from the Three Broomsticks Inn.

"What the hell was that Y/N? Get yourself together damn it."

And with that she walked towards the Hog's Head Inn.

-

Just as Y/N left the Three Broomsticks Sungjin turned to Jae anger evident in his eyes. Sunmi also noticed the shift in atmosphere because the Slytherin boy wasn't blushing so much anymore, rather he was now coldly staring at his Gryffindor friend.

"What?" Jae asked out loud.

"What? You dare ask me what when you know very well what?!" Sungjin looked like a volcano ready to errupt any second.

"You're mad at me because I talked to Y/N." Jae sighed and rolled his eyes. "I don't remember you having any power over me or her to ban us from talking."

"Jae you know I like her!" Sunmi coughed just as Momo took a very loud bite of her cookie. "I have a feeling you like her too and she likes you. Which means I have no chance to get close to her what so ever!"

Jae's eyes only grew colder as he looked at his younger friend with a slight annoyance in his expression. Both Younghyun and Dowoon moved over to the table where the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff girl sat, fearing the worst and not exactly wishing to be in the middle of this little argument.

"Sungjin, I really don't care what you are thinking about right now and the fact that I have to walk on egg shells around you is getting on my last nerve more than you know." Jae stood up loudly and sighed. "I'm going to be the bigger person here and leave the room so a fight doesn't break out between us, but remember this well Sungjin." Jae's pointed look stayed on the dark haired boy just as four pairs of eager eyes observed him from the next table. "I do like Y/N, and I will not give up on her just because you don't have the balls to confess to her."

And with that the Slytherin boy left the Inn, a very awkward silence falling between the students present.

-

The Hog's Head Inn had a distinctive smell of stale mold as Y/N walked inside. She noticed not many people ever visited this place and the people in here seemed to be either very grumpy old men or some very sketchy students.

No wonder this place was always full of Slytherins.

The girl proceeded to walk towards the rusty old stairs and took one at a time with caution as to not fall through the creacking wood. It didn't take her much time at all to reach the upstairs sitting room where a man in dark robes sat tending to the fire. With a heavy intake of breath, which almost suffocated the girl thanks to the pilled up dust of this place, she walked over to the empty seat beside the man and patted off the dirt from the cushion as much as she could before sitting down.

"It's good to see you daughter." The man spoke, his dark almond eyes meeting Y/N's presence.

"I could say the same to you, but we both know that would be a lie." The girl grumbled out. "Why am I here?"

"Straight to the point I see. No wonder your mother is angered with your sharp tongue." The man smiled softly. "It's the same as hers."

Y/N rolled her eyes not answering nor speaking further.

"It's a blessing to be able to summon a patronus Y/N. And you did that all by yourself without trying beforehand. I must compliment you on the execution of the spell perfectly." The man spoke as he leaned back into the armchair he was sitting on. "I spoke with Dumbledore and he praised your school work as much as your talent for quidditch. I'm very proud of your progress." The girl rolled her eyes at those words. "I have taken the liberty of asking Headmaster Dumbledore to let you take a break from school for a few days so you may visit your mother and brother."

Y/N eyes hardened at these words but she kept her tongue at bay. It wasn't the time yet to attack the man out of nowhere like that with her clear displeasure of these events.

"And why would I agree to this?" She asked stoic.

"Y/N, you haven't seen your mother or brother for the last 5 years of your school life. You always stay at Hogwarts for the holidays and never answer any of the letters your mother sends you." Y/N's gaze never wavered from the fire. "I know you and Sao don't have the strongest of sibling bonds but they are still your family."

"I thought I wasn't her daughter anymore since Sao didn't show any affinity to magic and I did." It was more of a statement than a thought. "I'm not leaving Hogwarts in the middle of the school term just because the woman can't apologise and for a brother that doesn't want to see me."

Y/N stood to go but stopped short at her father's next words.

"I don't wish to take these means but if you don't go I will have to resign you from Hogwarts for good." Y/N's eyes filled with wide anger bore into her father's. "I'm sorry daughter, but it's the only way."

-

The students of Hogwarts who lingered in the halls all began moving left and right as Y/N went full speed down in a running motion, her coat flailing behind her like a majestic cape. She was taking twists and turns and stairs two at a time to reach the Gargoyle corridor where Headmaster Dumbledore's office is located. With heavy breaths she stopped in front of the gargoyle and tapped it on the head for it to wake up.

The gargoyle stirred and glared at the girl as she only huffed before saying the password.

"Iced mice." The gargoyle groaned but moved letting the girl pass through.

She climbed all the way up to the office, entering it with a soft knock.

"My my Miss Jeong, I don't remember telling you the password to my office." Dumbledore spoke up from his seat behind his desk.

He smiled kindly through his long white beard and gestured for the girl to come closer and take a seat.

"Is it true?" Y/N didn't move from her standing postition in the middle of the room. "Is it true that my father will be taking me out of school if I don't leave?"

"Miss Jeong calm down." Dumbledore stood up and walked around his desk to face the girl fully. "It is true your father requested your absence for a few days but I have not given him permision. I believe that only you may choose if you wish to leave or not."

"But he said he'll take me away..." Y/N fidgeted with the sleeves of her coat not understanding what was happening.

"Miss Jeong you have nothing to fear. Professor Flitwick has been notified of this and will not allow such actions to take place. Do get some rest, curfew is soon upon us." The headmaster smiled as a confused Y/N went to leave. "Oh and Miss Jeong?" The girl turned around. "We'll talk about you knowing about the password to my office tomorrow. Good night."

Y/N moved through the halls not paying attention to anything or anybody. The halls were mostly empty with a few prefects walking about to check who is still out to remind them of their curfew. And just as she turned the corner she bumped into somebody stopping in her zombie like pace.

"Y/N?"

She looked up to be met with a thick tuff of blond hair covering a pair of eyes behind some glasses.

"Jae?" She blinked a few times until she burst into a fit of soft sobs and grabbed onto the taller boy's green bomber jacket. "...Jae..."

Jae barely had time to come to terms with the fact that: a) his crush had just called him by name while sobbing, b) his crush is literally clinging to him and c) the Slytherin prefect is out looking for students that are out after curfew and he's one of them. So what does Jae do? Jae gently takes Y/N's hand and they run through the halls to the more secluded part of the Hogwarts castle and hide in one of the many towers where they will not be bothered.

"Are you okay?" Jae asked Y/N as he gently sat down next to her on the ground.

"No." She squeaked out and sniffed.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked her again.

"No." She answered again.

Jae blinked but nodded understanding her completely. He felt a small hand wrap around his and he blushed intensely when the smaller girl placed her head on his shoulder.

"Just... stay here... like this..." She whispered out.

"Okay, I can do that." Jae said nervous, adding in a giggle or two. "I can do that no problem."

Y/N only snorted but tried to calm down her extenseve sobbing. Jae placed his head on the cold wall and began humming softly to a song in his head, earning a curious glance from the girl.

Y/N kept quiet as she listened to the soft humms of the young boy.

"That's pretty, what's the title?" Y/N asked.

"Oh? Well it's a song by a muggle band, The Verve." Jae looked down at Y/N. "Bitter Sweet Symphony."

"Kind of sums up my life right now." Y/N giggled and looked up at Jae.

Their faces were only inches appart, their breaths mixing as their eyes lingered on each other. Y/N felt the mint radiate off of his lips just as Jae enjoyed the smell of lillies from her hair. The milisecond of bounce in Jae's eyes that went from her eyes to her lips didn't go unnoticed by the girl and she darted the tip of her tongue out to wet her plump lips.

"Oh fuck it." Jae hissed and leaned in to the girl fully, placing his lips on hers.

The kiss was hesitant at first, Jae being so unsure and slowly regretting the fact that he even made a move. That is until Y/N placed her arms around his neck and kissed him back, catching him by surprise. His hands travelled down to her hips just as the girl climbed onto his lap, their lips moving in union.

When they pulled back from each other to grab a hefty fine of air Jae noticed the lust in Y/N's eyes and she too noticed the need in his. The girl only smirked and kissed the boy again.

"Oh fuck it well Jae." Y/N pushed him down to the floor just as he moaned into her mouth at the sudden friction of his lower body.

The sudden darkness of the lonesome tower aided the two in this night adventure as both did their best to keep the noise to a minimum.

-

[ghostofvixx]

Over Again |LTY|

Lee Taeyong is tired.

He works at the SM’s. It is said that only experienced people are allowed to work there, in the administration team, of course. The SM’s is the most extended pub’s chain to ever exist, maybe it is because of its exclusiveness, because it is so well decorated, everything bathed in different shades of blue, neon pastel pink and white lights all over the roof creating a chill ambient. If you want to dance? There’s this dance floor downstairs where you can be as loud as you want without being bothersome to the ones who only go there to have a nice time upstairs.

It is not a very expensive place, but in this city, only people who have a certain status would go there, so it is only filled with people who earn a lot of money.

And obviously there are people gaining benefit from that, but baristas aren’t on that list.

That’s what causes Taeyong’s bad mood. He has to stand how all these rich kids complain about their first worldly life, about what they would buy with their parents money, and how they begin to drink and drink until they lose consciousness and end up throwing out.

“What a waste of money.” He always murmurs under his breath.

He, having to balance his job at the pub on Friday and Saturday night, the job as a babysitter the rest of the week, and studying as hard as he could to get good grades in his psychology major, was overwhelmed.

This Saturday night began like any other. He changed his clothes to the uniform he has to wear and put some hair gel on his hair, getting mentally ready to stand another night full of shallow people.

He can’t help hating them for complaining about all the things he wants in life.

**

Out of all the people he has to stand when working, he definitely has his least favorite group of people. They would always come into the room shouting, ready to spend everything they have been given and ask for their drink treating the employees the way they want. Four girls and three boys normally, sometimes more, sometimes less.

You are one of those girls.

“May I have a San Francisco,  please?”

Taeyong looks up to find who is the owner of that voice as sweet as honey, the only one who has asked something politely, not expecting to see you since you never drink. If you do, Taeyong not the one to give you the drink.

“On its way.” He answers, smiling just a little.

While he’s preparing it, he sees a tall, handsome man standing next to you who immediately places a hand around your waist.

“I should have seen it coming.” Taeyong thinks to himself.

“Hey, you.” Taeyong doesn’t think the guy is actually calling him, so he ignores him. “I’m talking to you dude.” He points at Taeyong, finally getting his attention.

“I’m sorry, sir, may I help you?” Taeyong answers the way he has been told to.

“Did you hear that Y/N? He called me sir.” The boy begins to laugh loudly.

“Hanbyul, please, behave.” You say to your -to Taeyong- boyfriend as you lower your body a little, taking a little bow. “Please, forgive him.”

Taeyong is speechless.

“Why do you apologize to a bartender, are you crazy Y/N?” Hanbyul asks you. “Let it be rum for me and beer for the lady.” He says, obviously mocking Taeyong.

“The lady has already ordered a San Francisco.”

“Wow, look at the baby thinking she’s a grown woman. A girl can’t take those types of drinks y/n, let it be the beer.”

“Does the lady agrees with your statement?” Taeyongs asks politely, trying not to punch the boy in front of him in the face.

“Mind your own business before I kick your precious face till you bleed stupid bartender.” Hanbyul warns as he removes his hand from your waist and puts both of them on the bar counter.

You don’t say anything, too afraid of your boyfriend’s actions.

Taeyong decides to listen to him, preparing the drink Hanbyul ordered for you, trying not to even look at him when he sees his grin as he holds you near him.

**

That wasn’t Taeyong’s first or last encounter with any member of the group. They were there all Saturdays, so, like it or not, he had to deal with them. You, on the other hand, were another case, always so sweet and smiley to him, he sometimes even wonders how you and that boy Hanbyul are dating, or at least, on the same squad.

Then he remembers how your mood changes when you are with him or any other member of the same group, how your expression hardens and how quiet and critic with everything you become.

You hadn’t behaved like that that day, what happened?

He always did his best to ignore you and stick to his job without analysing your boyfriend’s behaviour towards everything you do, sometimes he can’t, but he values his job and knows that if he steps in, it is going to make it worse, not only he would lose his job, he also would probably damage SM’s image and that would be way much worse.

**

”Taeyong”. Out of all the people in this world whom he expected to see, you weren’t the one he was expecting.

Maybe Johnny, his friend and roommate, doing his Friday’s visit to “look for” Taeyong so he won't be distracted at his job, which he never is, so it makes no sense, but Johnny keeps on doing it every Friday.

But you? On Friday? Without your group of friends? He must be dreaming.

“What are you doing here?“ He can’t help but ask.

“Why? I’m not allowed to come here?”

There was something weird going on, he knows it. You are not behaving as shy as usual, your eyes are a bit crystallized and you smell of expensive alcohol and not the sweet cologne you usually wear.

“I just… Well… How do you know my name anyways?” Taeyong feels dumb when you point with your look to the little tag with his name that he has on the right side of his chest, hanging from his shirt. - Ah… I see.

After a good five minutes of silence in which you would only tap with your right hand’s nails on the surface while your left hand is on your chin, admiring him as you hum to chained to the rhythm from Katy Perry while he tries to do something else without paying you attention.

Failing miserably, of course.

“It’s weird when I come here on my own, right?”

”I definitely wasn’t expecting it, miss.” He answers, going back to his serious mode.

“Please call me Y/N, I know your name after all.” You smile one more time and he thinks that you are too calm to be drunk. - Well, the reason I’m here is because I’m tired of my boyfriend and his group of assholes, and I’m tired of my parents since the only thing they have been doing for the last year is controlling me-

“Y/N, I’m sure I’m not the person you would like to talk to right now.”

“You were the very first person I thought of actually… Oh wait, I shouldn’t have said that, now you’re going to misunderstand what I said I… I shouldn’t have drank so much I’m sorry.”  Taeyong suddenly realizes that you are drunk, and not used to it.

“Give me your phone I’ll call one of your friends.” Taeyong sights, since he doesn’t know how to deal with drunk people.

“Nobody will answer, my friends only care about themselves and I doubt if my parents do even care about me."

“Don’t have anyone who could take care of you?”

You shrug.

"What about your boyfriend?"

You freeze and try to avoid his gaze. Taeyong knows he has fucked it up when he sees your reaction.

"I'd rather not to talk to him because apparently, I’m not allowed to look at somebody without making him feel jealous. He even forced me to kiss me after calling me a sl... Well, you know what I mean. I can’t understand why I can be cheated on but I can’t even look at this handsome boy, so I broke up with him, I’m so sick of his ass anyways.”

Taeyong didn't say a thing, he just couldn't.

"I need more alcohol."

"Well, you can ask, but I'm not giving you any."

"Taeyong please."

"You think you can solve your problems with alcohol?" Taeyong asks, trying to make you realise how stupid your statement is.

"I don't care if I can solve my problems or not, I want to forget."

"You can't forget while drinking, believe me. Come on, give me five minutes, I'll tell my boss I've got some things to do."

"Why do you want to help me? You don't even know me." You ask with watery eyes once again.

"Well, you're here now, I can't just leave you hanging."

Maybe it's because of his inexperience with drunk people, because of your situation, or just because he is not a bad person by nature, but he wants to help.

But he's not used to dealing with this type of situations.

"So you want me to help you and your hookup?" Johnny asks once Taeyong has had enough.

After he convinced his boss, explaining him that there was a client who wasn't feeling good and that needed a bit of help, you began to feel unstable and could barely stand on your feet, so he decided to call the only person who would know what to do.

"Johnny she is not my hookup for god's sake, she wasn't feeling good and has nobody to go with." Taeyong murmurs while you take a seat on the floor, looking down. "She wasn't as wasted when I first saw her this night."

"Well, maybe she isn't used to alcohol."

"I'm definitely not!" You claim as you raise your hand, still sitting and looking down.

"What do we do Johnny?"

"She can't go to her house, obviously, maybe a friend's?" Johnny suggests.

"I can't convince her to call any of her friends."

"I don't have friends Taeyong goddammit. Besides, they will probably call Hanbyul and I don’t want to see him ever again.” You comment once again, this time lying on the ground.

"Are you trying to cuddle the floor?"

"Johnny this is not the time." Taeyong nags.

"What if I am? The floor would love me more than anyone ever could." You snap back.

"Y/N this is not the time come on stand up we've got to go." Taeyong holds your arm, trying to help you. "Y/N you have to try it too, I can't do it on my own."

"If you do, I'm going to throw up on you."

"Okay, fine, Johnny help."

"I'm having fun here bro, this is fun."

"Do you want to eat tomorrow? I'm sure you can't even cook by yourself."

"Fiiine." Johnny holds your other arm and finally, you stand up with your right arm around Johnny's shoulders and left arm around Taeyong's shoulder.

You complain, sure you do, but you know you're going to be thankful when sober.

"Where do we take her?" Johnny asks Taeyong. "Our house is nearby, why don't we take her there and then we call somebody?"

You are too busy trying not to throw up to say something against that, and you feel so bad that maybe it isn't a bad idea.

You nood in agreement and they guide you to their flat.

Once you get there, Johnny guides you to the bathroom and Taeyong brings a bottle of water.

You don't remember anything after throwing up.

**

When you wake up you don't know where you are, but you're not in your room.

The bed is uncomfortable, the sheets are blue with white dots, while yours are baby purple, the room is small, walls covered in yellow and some avenger posters hanging on the wall. The furniture seems to be old and a bit damaged and there is a chair next to the bed and in front of a small window with some clothes bent.

In spite of being an ugly room, everything is surprisingly tidy.

You take a look at yourself in the small mirror on your left, not being able to recognise your reflection. Your beautiful hair made a mess, your eyes red and watery, your make up faded, making you look like a panda and your last night's dress wrinkled.

When the door opens, the red haired barista appears with a cup of coffee and an aspirin.

You feel so ashamed when his eyes land on you that you suddenly cover your whole body with the blue sheets.

"Good morning Y/N." He greets cheerfully.

"I'm sorry." You say with your voice broken since you hadn't had any liquid since you threw out last night. "No worries, I'm glad I could help."

“One day I’ll make it up to you. I owe you a coffe.”

At first, Taeyong refuses, but he ends up accepting. Not just one day, also two days after that, then a week after the last one, then five more days, then it becomes a habit.

Sometimes Johnny would be around, some others, it’s just the two of you talking -you mostly complain- about your day, or all types of reflections about many topics such as music, books and education, then you join Johnny the Friday nights to “look after” Taeyong, not seeing Hanbyul even once.

You knew it eventually was going to happen. That day six months after that “coffee day” when your physical crush (the one that made you and Hanbyul break up, in fact) turned into admiration and then it became a real crush.

You didn’t want to confess since you still thought that to him you were just somebody to spend a good time. Johnny proves you otherwise, as always.

“When are you going to propose? I don’t want to see those typical red cheeks and nervous smile anymore, it’s becoming annoying to be the indirect third wheel.” He laughed as if he was telling a joke when he sat next to you at the SM.

“Johnny shut up I swear if he hears you I’ll-”

“Come on Y/N, I tried to convince him to declare, but he doesn’t think you’ll like him, so now I’m trying with you because I know you’re a very prudent person”

“If I do, Johnny, I can’t grant him anything stable. My parents would never accept him, there will always be a shadow behind him trying to hurt him. Nobody would let him live, I don’t want him to go through that.“

“What if he’s willing to do it?“

“Nobody’s feelings are as strong to go through that”

“Y/N.” Johnny shakes you by your shoulders a little. “Wake up.”

After that, he leaves. 

You know that what you feel for Taeyong is more than enough to stand what your parents may say or do, but he shouldn’t deal with that only for you.

“It’s not as if he would, right?” You think as you see him smiling at you from the other side of the counter. You see him mouthing “five more minutes”, and you nod in response.

“It’s late, why didn’t you leave with Johnny?“ He asks as you get out of the building.

“I wanted to see you more tonight.”

“At three in the morning? Who will do that?”

“I can handle that, I just wanted to see you.” You know how cheesy you sound, but after thinking over and over again what Johnny told you, you get to the conclusion that the sooner you confess, the better it would be to Taeyong.

Taeyong raises his eyebrows at your comment and smiles as he places his right arm around your shoulders.

“Taeyong I love you.” You say, calmly, hiding your head on his neck, enjoying every moment by his side before the rejection.

“I love you too.” He comments, wrapping you into a hug.

The moment is so pure that suddenly you want to cry.

“No Taeyong, I mean it. I want to be something else, but I don’t want you to go through whatever my parents would do if they find out that I love you”.  You close your eyes, trying to keep calm. “Even if you don’t feel it back”.

You feel his body shaking a little and you hear a light chuckle which makes your heart skips a beat. Then he’s kissing you. Your forehead, your nose, your cheeks, your lips.

It feels so unreal and it lasts so little that you are not sure if it happened. Then you kiss him, only to check. When he kisses you back and hugs you more tightly than before, you know it is happening.

“Start over Y/N“. He whispers. “If you want to do it with me that’s fine. If not, it’s fine too, but please, don’t let them cut your wings”.

And in that exact moment, when you kiss him again, you know exactly what you will do.

[dreamsaflame]

seized by the need for fem a/b...... where are my girls....... my doomed daughters...... i've scoured through ao3 and ffnet both to no avail.

if i cannot find it, i will have to write it. oh, the horror.