#so that i can attack next semester with teeth and claws bared

[assholemurphy]

i’m going home for thanksgiving break tomorrow after class. i’ve still got to pack but i’m gonna spend like, the next hour before i go to bed writing. last night i didn’t get to sleep until like 5a, but i took a nap in between classes for like 45 min and then slept for abt 2 hours while waiting on my roommate to get home so we could invite pretty boy over. he just left and my roommate’s friend (eh, we’ll call her mary bc that’s the name of her character in the show we just did) is staying the night again. like, idc or anything, i just think it’s a little funny that she’s over here abt as often as pb now. more, actually, since pb’s been busy with shit (and i don’t rly invite him over after like, 10p bc he’s got a bedtime usually). i like mary well enough, she’s sweet. i think she’s a little too nice and that she doesn’t say half of what she’s thinking and i have a hard time trusting ppl like that, but she’s a sweetheart so like, eh. no trust but i like her.

anyway, i’m a little nervous to go home bc the holidays are always rough in my family, and they’ll be even worse this year bc of my grannie having a stroke (she’s slowly losing it, well, not even slowly anymore) and the added stress. but, my dad is trying not to be an abusive asshole, so it might even out, maybe it’ll even be tolerable. i’m still anxious, tho, but not nearly as much as i have been during previous semesters. i’ll get thru it. worst case scenario, i bring my rum and get drunk every night. but i’ll survive, it’s only like, 5 days.

i plan to write for most of it. i’ve got one assignment i need to work on for playwriting. i’m going to completely rewrite my script bc nobody liked it bc it had ‘no action’ and was ‘just a bunch of one liners’ and i’m like... yeah? and? i thought it was funny. i liked it. but w/e, i’ll rewrite it and give it more conflict and a resolution and shit. oh, no, i’ve got two assignments. i’ve got to write a paper for acting i. and then i’ve got to read trifles. that should take maybe a day. i might work a little on my next script analysis project, tho, and potentially do my therapy hw that i’ve put off for the past 3 weeks. but once i’m done with hw, i’m going to spend the rest of break writing so hopefully i’ll have like, the rest of chap 12 and at least 3/4th of chap 13 (if not all of it) written by the end of it. then it’s back to class when i get home. luckily there’s like, no more rehearsal that ik of. 

i’ll go over my to do list and all my hw assignments tomorrow after i finish packing (if i don’t nap, in which case i’ll go over the assignments when i get home, tho, calling it home feels weird). then it’s hw time and afterwards, nonstop writing fest. i can’t wait. like, idc abt the turkey, i just want a chance to write uninterrupted for a few days.

for now, tho, i’mma write a bit then go to sleep. i think i’ll be able to sleep tonight, but if not, i’ll be back on by like, 5a.

[espressokiri]

Class 1a with a wolf quirk reader that has to wear a muzzle

Class 1A x GN!Reader

In which Class 1A deals with a wolf quirk classmate wearing a muzzle

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff?

a/n: An interesting concept! (Flashbacks to Bakugou being unnecessarily muzzled during the sport festival arc) 

When Aizawa Shota had introduced their late coming classmate a week into the semester they didn’t expect a mutation type quirk reader with a muzzle strapped around their mouth. From the outside they looked like an adorable being with the fluffy ears and matching tail that was swishing in anticipation. 

(Y/n) was staring the class down, eyes landing on Shoji as they noticed his mouth being covered too. They felt a little less anxious knowing that they’re not the only one who kept covered.  “This is your classmate (Y/n) (L/n).” 

Bakugou snorted, “what’s with the muzzle, wolfie?”

“That’s not very manly, Bakugou.”

A growl reverberated around the classroom, the students hair stood at the back of their neck from the intensity of the sound. The glare (Y/n) was giving Bakugou made him shiver internally. Aizawa rolled his eyes and pulled out a set of keys from his drawer and dangled it, (Y/n) turned their glare at him before they stopped and whimpered when his eyes glowed and hair became afloat, intimidated by the tired man.

“Bakugou I would restrain from causing yourself any unnecessary injuries (Y/n) may cause. They’re still learning to control their predator instinct. When threatened they may attack.” 

“These keys are to unlock the muzzle during certain times or in case of emergency, the teachers will be given a key and one will be kept in this drawer.”

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“(Y/n) no!” 

Kirishima tackled them onto the floor as Monoma was cackling in the background. Monoma had somehow gotten his hands on a ball and interested the wolf into play time. The ball was thrown at an unsuspecting Present Mic who caught it and was about to be pounced on by (Y/n).

(Y/n) whimpered at the loss of playtime as Monoma was assigned detention for disrupting the halls. Kirishima was only glad he went out when he did to grab a drink from the vending machine during lunch time.

Their muzzle was always taken off during lunch, but under the supervision of their classmates or a teacher. In this case, class 1A, technically Denki and Sero, had taken their eyes off of (Y/n) for one second before Monoma swooped in and distracted them.

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Sero’s tape shot out and wrapped around (Y/n)’s mouth as their growling got louder and teeth were bared at Mineta who had messed with the girls of class 1A.  

(Y/n) had thought of the girls as part of their pack and was very protective of them. If only Mineta realized he would’ve been ripped to shreds if it weren’t for Sero who had also taped (Y/n)’s hands together to prevent their claws from reaching him.

Shoji and Sato took care of Mineta for (Y/n) and the girls, while Momo was patting (Y/n) on the top of their head as a praise. Mina hugged them from behind and Jirou was pinching their cheek and scolded them gently for losing control of their temper that fast and risking the trust of Aizawa on them.

“Okay, now that you calmed down. Let’s get this tape off before Aizawa sensei comes in and kills us all.” Denki said as his hand went up to the tape on their mouth and tugged. A whimper resonated the room and everyone felt their heartstrings tug, even Bakugou. “Sero why’s it stuck so hard man!” Denki exclaimed as he tried to gently pull it off, “I panicked!” Sero exclaimed.

“Just rip it off! (Y/n) don’t be a baby.” Bakugou rolled his eyes and pushed Denki aside to rip it off. A yelp escaped (Y/n)’s mouth as it was finally ripped off and they scurried to Uraraka for comfort as their mouth was in pain. Uraraka ran her hands on their head to comfort them but she knew it wouldn’t last as their hands were still bound. 

“Bakugou, you’re heartless.” Denki claimed, a hand on his heart as his friend held a smirk at the whimpering classmate of theirs.

“I can attempt to burn off the tape on the hands, it’ll be less dangerous than it would have been if it was your face.” Todoroki offered and (Y/n) gave their bound hands to him in an instant. The tape was burnt off with only a few singes on the wrist, definitely less painful than ripping them off. 

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Tokoyami was nervous of the wolf classmate. He never knew if he was a prey of theirs, Dark Shadow seemed to be in hiding every time the wolf would be near them. The lingering gaze they would send him would always bring shivers up his spine.

Today was worse. (Y/n) kept glancing at Tokoyami and their tail kept wagging as they eyed him. Was today going to be his last day? Perhaps he would stick with Shoji for protection in case (Y/n) does plan something.

The thought was kept at the back of his mind until he forgot he was supposed to be on guard as he lost himself into the pages of the book he was reading by a tree during lunch break. He had already indulged himself in food and decided to refresh his mind before the next classes began. 

He only glanced up for a second when a shadow covered him and was petrified as he saw (Y/n) towering above his seated position. “H-hello, (Y/n).” Tokoyami cleared his throat, eyes glancing around his environment in hopes to find a fellow classmate.

(Y/n) took his greeting and sat across him, “hello!” Their tail wagging happily and sharp teeth shown as they grinned. Tokoyami exhaled in slight relief that they hadn’t attacked, perhaps they were playing around with him?

An uncomfortable silence passed the two and (Y/n) fiddled with their thumbs before reaching into their blazer pocket. “Um, I thought we can be friends?” They presented a Rose Quarts stone in its raw farm, it was a medium sized stone that twinkled in the sunlight. “Rose Quartz for friendship! Close friendship! I think of you as part of my pack, so family!” (Y/n) stumbled over their words as Tokoyami gently took the stone from their hands.

“That is a nice gesture (Y/n). I’m honoured that you think of me as part of your pack.” Tokoyami felt relieved and the gesture touched his heart, non of his friends had presented him with a precious gift such as this. 

(Y/n) grinned and tackled him into a hug. They were happy that U.A. was not a terrible experience compared to their middle school, and they couldn’t wait to make more memories.

[gingerpeachtae]

Concentric [21]

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Words: 4.7k

Genres: fantasy!AU, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, eventual smut

Warnings: n/a

Summary: You had been ready for the end of the semester. You had been ready to spend time away from your best friend, Jimin, and finally move on from the feelings you harbored. Yet, after your friend was forced to reveal a secret, you found yourself in a new world that was chock full of magic, war, and wonder. So, here you were, basically thrown into your own fantasy novel, with your best friend on one side, and six male warriors on the other.

A/N: I am so sorry my update schedule has been wack recently but here ya’ll go! Engoy and i hope you all had a peachy start to the new year! 💙

Amarok bit back a scream as the searing pain bore deeper into his mind, the sound making his wolves whimper and whine from where they laid in the corner of the tent.

It felt like his head was being split; a scorching dagger buried to the hilt and dragged about, burning and destroying his brain. It was leaving him gasping for air and blinded by the dark spots appearing behind his eyes.

“You are too late.” His master seethed, his voice so guttural and raspy it filled the emptiness of the tent like a shriek. “They unlocked the key.”

Amarok’s vision continued to grow darker, the black spots in his vision expanding with every heartbeat.

“Do you know what this means?” Uzjuk spat out.

Choking on a mix between a sob and a groan, Amarok dug his fingers into his scalp while forcing out an answer. “They… know… where…”

“Yes,” Uzjuk hissed. “She will have told them where I am entering this world from. Where I first met you and set you on your true path.”

The pain was becoming too much. It was too dark. Too hot. Too intense. A scream began to rip its way out from Amarok’s throat, but before it could claw its way out, his master released his grip on the male’s mind with a tsk.

Amarok heaved on the ground as he slowly eased the tight grasp he had on his hair. Bracing himself on one hand and one forearm, he breathed laboriously as his wolves came to his side and nudged him with their wet noses.

“So weak,” his master growled in disgust.

Sweat trailed down the side of the male’s face as he pushed his wolves away with a curse under his breath. When they tried to come to his side once more, Amarok shoved them back more forcefully and yelled at them to get out. The canines’ ears pressed flat against their skulls as they bowed their heads and slunked out of the tent’s flap. Struggling to his feet, Amarok whispered an apology for his behavior to the god. The dark smoke that was his master swirled around his form, disturbing the air and causing the few lit candles to flicker dangerously and threaten to go out.

“Attacking the palace will have to wait now.” Uzjuk croaked out in anger, the darkness inside the tent pulsating to show his disappointment. “First thing in the morning, change course to the cave.”

“Yes, master.”

“You must get there before she does. She cannot be allowed to touch the rift.”

“Yes, master.”

“Be sure to kill them all. And make the key watch before slitting his throat. Make him listen to their screams, see their blood.”

The male’s lips twisted into a smile. “Yes, master.”

Then, without another word, Uzjuk and his smoke vanished, and Amarok sagged to his knees.

Clenching his fists, he breathed out between his teeth. “I’ll kill them all.”

“So like…” You momentarily paused as you leaned back into Jungkook’s chest, pursing your lips and raising your brows at the other Saeni around you. “If he’s the god of pain and darkness then their sex life was probably kinky as hell. Just saying.”

You and the other Saeni were meeting to decide what the best course of action was for dealing with Uzjuk and his rift into Illain. Not much progress had been made though; there was simply too much shock still lingering from the sudden interaction with the mother goddess to be making such big decisions. Of course, comments like the one you just made were not helping either.

The corner of your lips lifted in amusement as Namjoon pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation while the others blinked at you astoundingly. Close to your ear, you heard Jungkook release a light snort, no doubt rolling his eyes at your statement.

“You just witnessed me being possessed by the mother goddess herself and her detailing how we need to close off her psycho ex-lover’s entry into Illain before he kills us and basically throws the entire world into eternal darkness and their sex life is what you’re focused on!?” Jimin looked at you across the group in disbelief, his brown eyes going wide.

You laughed. “Oh, come on! There’s no way you could be in a relationship with the god of pain and not be into BDSM.” You leaned forward a bit and threw a hand out toward the white-haired Saeni sitting close by.  “That’s like looking at Hobi’s outfit and saying he couldn’t be a bondage and knife play enthusiast.”

The evening sunlight reflected off the spy’s plentiful knives as he coughed into his hand, shifted his body, and looked into the distance with squinty eyes. In other words, blatantly avoiding eye contact with the mint-haired magic user next to him. You swear you saw a hint of flush creeping up his neck too.

Better take a freaking note, Mr. Sparkle Hands. You’re welcome for this information.

With a satisfied smirk dancing on your face, you went back to resting against your boyfriend’s chest, whose quiet laughter vibrated into your body, as Jimin took a deep breath and slowly ran a hand through his hair while thumping his head back against the trunk of his father’s draeva. Jiae brought her small hand up to his knee and began rubbing her thumb back and forth soothingly while Tae innocently looked between you and his apricot-haired brother before asking what knife play meant.

You struggled to withhold a giggle at Jimin’s tired face as Mingi’s hazel eyes also grew curious and he shifted closer to hear the half-Saeni’s answer. Meanwhile, Namjoon and Jin just groaned and dropped their heads in frustration at how the meeting they called for had fallen so off-topic. Beside them, Chungah was watching the events unfold impassively, simply keeping an eye on the lilac-haired princess and waiting for a decision to be made.

As you watched the female guard apathetically observe Jiae and her surroundings you recalled when she had finally come out from her oh-so pleasant interrogating inside the temple a little while after everything had happened. She had tensed up as she listened to Mingi explain what had occurred, and although her steeled eyes had softened just a smidge when Illai’s name was mentioned, all she did was ask about Jiae when the male guard finished telling the story. After confirming that no harm came to the princess and that she was alright, the female just nodded and fell back into her usual silence.

You blinked a few times as you left the recent memory and returned to the present, and as your eyes refocused on your surroundings, you realized that you had been staring at Chungha while thinking. Her gaze locked with yours and she lifted a brow lazily in disinterested questioning. You threw her a quick smile but all she did was hum lowly before returning her eyes to the princess.

I know she’s on our side and all but damn her cold silence can be so intimidating. You shuddered slightly as you moved your gaze back to the others.

While Jimin deeply sighed in defeat and hastily explained to the curious Saeni what knife play entailed, you smiled while watching Yoongi scoot closer to Hobi, give him a nudge, and ask why his face was suddenly flushing. The kiela’s spy immediately started denying it though, arguing that it was just the darkening sunlight on his skin.

“Is that something you like?” Jungkook suddenly breathed into your ear.

“Huh?”

“He wrapped his arms around your torso and tugged you even more against him so that he could whisper in a deep, breathy tone. “Knife play. Is that something you’re into, sweetheart?”

Biting your lip, you smirked. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

“I would. That’s why I’m asking.” You could feel Jungkook bare his teeth and you shivered as he nipped at your earlobe.

“Oh my goddess, okay, before Kook and Y/N literally start making out in front of us can we please figure this out?” Namjoon half-yelled, his voice dripping with stress.

Instantly, Jungkook moved away from your head and you sheepishly looked at the leader of the kiela as heat rushed up to your face. You and your boyfriend murmured out a shy apology and the yellow-eyed male let out an exhale.

“No, I’m sorry. I’m just… I don’t know what to do.” Namjoon looked at you both with apprehension filling his features and Jin raised his hand to squeeze his brother’s shoulder.

“Didn’t Illai say she would guide Chim in his mind? Let’s just use that, find that damned thing, close it, and call it a day.” Yoongi piped up as you heard a low rumble of thunder in the distance.

A cool wind blew in and rustled the leaves, and as you looked toward the horizon, you could see heavy, dark clouds starting to roll in. No doubt it would be raining soon.

Jimin tugged at his hair once before bumping his palm against his forehead. “I haven’t heard or felt anything from her yet so I’m not sure exactly how the whole guiding me thing is gonna go.”

“Plus, Illai said that Uzjuk would have felt her presence and likely move his forces to protect the rift. Even if we move fast, I don’t know if we could move fast enough to get there first,” Jiae added.

Both Mingi and Chungha scoffed before telling the lilac-haired female that there would be no ‘we’ in her situation, that she would be going back to the palace.

Jiae’s pale blue eyes narrowed. “What?”

Your best friend grabbed her hand from his knee and looked into her eyes as softly as he could. “They’re right. You need to go back.”

Her mouth dropped open and you could see her trying to find the words to fight as her gaze flitted around the group.

You sent her a sympathetic look, feeling for her. You knew what it was like to want to go and to have someone say you couldn’t. But… this time you agreed with her guards. It would have been different if she knew how to fight or had been training like you, but she hadn’t. Going would only get her or someone else killed.

Sensing how everyone else must also be agreeing with Mingi, Chungha, and Jimin, her posture drooped and she hung her head as another rumble of thunder traveled across the sky. “I know. I know you’re right and I understand why, but that means I’ll be doing nothing while you all are in danger.”

“Not necessarily.” Jungkook spoke up clearly. “You can inform your father about what’s going on and have him send help. Like you said, there’s no way we will get to the rift before the draikensu so we’re going to need backup and a lot of it.”

The kiela voiced their agreement and you saw Chungha even give a curt nod of her head in approval. As the Saeni began discussing different scenarios of the unavoidable skirmish with Uzjuk and his little draikensu followers, you absentmindedly trailed your fingertips across Jungkook’s forearm while watching the approaching storm clouds.

“We don’t even know how many draikensu there are.” Tae sighed while adjusting his headband.

Yoongi picked up a stick by his foot and began drawing shapes in the ground, his elbow bumping into Hobi occasionally. “That won’t be an issue if we get there before them, but on the likely chance we don’t, then we scout it out, I send out location and number of enemies to the palace magic users, and we wait for our backup.”

Sounds like a plan to me babey.

“And if by Exia’s sake we do get there first, we rush in and take care of business like we always do.” Jin added as he gave a small fist pump of victory.

Tae cheered quietly and pumped his fist too, the action making your heart melt.

“Hyungs none of this matters if we aren’t able to find the fucking rift.” Jungkook muttered as another gust of chilly wind picked up.

Hobi groaned in response while Namjoon looked into Jungkook’s eyes. “Illai will come through. The mother goddess won’t let us down.”

Giving Jungkook’s arm a reassuring pat, you affirmed the leader’s words by saying that maybe you all needed to get moving a bit before the goddess could figure out the necessary route to the rift.

Jimin smiled at you as he tapped his fingers against his thigh. “Like when a GPS doesn’t know what the fuck is going on when you’re coming out of a parking garage and you have to drive a little for it to route correctly.”

“Exactly!” You laughed, tipping your head back onto Jungkook’s shoulder. “It’s always so annoying when it does that.”

“You do realize you just called the mother goddess annoying, right? I don’t know what any of that other stuff was, but you definitely just did that.” The male behind you chuckled.

You stiffened as you realized you did just inadvertently called Illai annoying and you meekly whispered an apology to the goddess if she was listening.

Let’s hope her ego doesn’t get wounded as easily as Zeus because I would prefer to not get struck by lightening during this incoming storm.

“Princess…” Mingi abruptly said in a tentative tone.

Everyone fell silent and the only noise was the tree limbs swaying, the birds and bugs chirping, and the distant rolls of thunder.

The hazel-eyes guard cleared his throat and continued in a hesitant voice. “It’s my sworn duty to protect you but… but I wish to go with the kiela. To the rift. They’re going to need every fighter they can get, and I know Chungha is more than enough to keep you safe, so please allow me to-”

“You can go.” Jiae interrupted him softly with a tiny smile, making the male perk up. “But only if you promise to keep an eye on Chim for me.”

You saw Jimin’s jaw tick and he huffed that he didn’t need a guard.

“The future of Illain and therefore my future safety relies on you closing the rift so think of it as an extension of protecting me. Plus, you don’t have a say because Mingi is my guard, so he listens to me, not you.”

Hell yeah, you go girl. You mentally applauded Jiae as your best friend just huffed again and began to aggressively pout.

Mingi, on the other hand, whispered a thank you to the princess and she acknowledged him as the group fell back into a quiet contemplation.

The wind picked up yet again, causing the leaves to shake, Tae’s feather earring to whip around, and everyone’s hair to be rustled. You snuggled further into the male holding you, humming in content at his warmth. Sneaking a glance back at the burgundy head, you saw that he had a serious expression as he thought of possible outcomes of the confrontation with the draikensu, though his eyes softened as he noticed you looking at him. He lifted one hand from where it was wrapped around your torso to rest lightly against your cheek. Smoothing his thumb across your cheekbone, his face relaxed even more as his green eyes drank you in.

“What?” You whispered with a smile.

He just continued to look at you until another breeze sent some strands of your hair floating into your face. Chuckling, he gently brushed them back. Then his peridot eyes flickered down to your lips briefly before he leaned into capture them in a peck. Warm tingles surged within you as he pulled away, a smile teasing at the edge of his mouth. With an appeased sigh, you went to face forward again, but caught sight of Juufa’s temple out of the corner of your eye which made you pause.

After a few heartbeats, you tore your gaze from the ancient structure and looked at the Saeni around you.

Pursing your lips, you called out to nobody in particular. “Hey so, uh… what the hell are we gonna do about the draikensu we have locked up?”

All murmuring conversations ceased as their eyes swiveled to you and began shifting back and forth between you and the temple. You heard Jungkook mumble out a curse and Jin shook his fists with a tiny, aggravated yell.

Namjoon closed his eyes as if needing to collect himself before throwing his hands into the air. “Well, fuck. Anyone have any ideas?”

You stared into the fire as the wood snapped and embers glowed, mesmerized by the orange flames. After giving your tummy a pat, which was nice and full from Jin’s dinner, you stretched your arms high over your head as you released a small groan. Next to you, Tae yawned and cupped his face in his palms as he also stared into the fire. Blowing a raspberry, you stood up and grabbed a fresh log of wood before squatting and gently maneuvering it onto the burning pile in a way that wouldn’t smother the flames. Once it was properly added to the fire, you quickly threw your arm over your face and backed away while coughing, eyes burning from the heat and flames. When you reached a safe distance, you turned and listened to the rain falling. The muted pitter patter of droplets hitting thousands of leaves outside of Yoongi’s magic shield combined with the sound of a crackling fire made you feel soothed and calm.

Turning again, you faced the almost setting sun with a long exhale. You were supposed to go back to the cliff with Jungkook tonight to watch the sunset, but you didn’t think it was going to happen. The thought made you a little glum since this was your last night at the temple. First thing in the morning, you, the kiela, and Mingi would be heading out to find the rift while Jiae and Chungha made their way back to the palace.

Because of that, Jungkook and Yoongi had joined Chungha with interrogating the driakensu one final time to see if he would say anything that could be useful. You had offered to help them too, but Jungkook had pulled you aside and told you that he was uncomfortable with you being near the draikensu and he didn’t know if he would be able to control himself if the male made comments toward you again. And as much as Jungkook believed the male deserved to die for hurting you, he didn’t want to kill an unarmed person who’s been locked up. You understood where he was coming from and since he talked to you about it rather than exploding like he had in the past, you stayed outside with Tae. At first, the two of you listened to Namjoon, Jin, Hobi, and Mingi discuss strategies as you all sat around the fire, but you both quickly grew bored of that and started playing dumb human games like I Spy with My Little Eye to keep yourselves entertained. It would have been much more fun with more than two people, cough cough Jimin and Jiae, but it was their last night together, so neither you or Tae wanted to interrupt whatever it was they were doing.

Glancing from the steadily falling sun to the temple, you wondered if they had gotten any information out of the draikensu. He hadn’t said anything even with Chungha interrogating him, so you doubted he would say anything now, but at the same time, Jungkook and Yoongi could be just as terrifying and deadly so maybe they would be able to get something out of the asshole’s mouth if all three of them were together. Regardless if they did or not, though, it had been decided that Yoongi would put the male under a sleeping spell that would last 24 hours, and they would untie his bounds so he would be free to go when he awoke. You all would be long gone by that time anyway so there was no reason to keep him restrained and have him die alone in an ancient temple.

Expelling a puff of air, you returned to your spot next to Tae and resumed your silent fire stare down. Fighting off a yawn, you gave your cheek a light smack and pinched your wrist to try to wake yourself up. It had been such a long and eventful day and now that everything had settled down you were really starting to get tired. But you didn’t want to sleep until Jungkook came back.

Five minutes and a handful of yawns later, you were seriously contemplating just grabbing an equally as snoozy Tae and dragging him over to your sleeping mats. The slowly darkening sky and repetitive crackling and snapping of the fire wasn’t helping you stay awake either. You were just about to pinch yourself again when you heard your name called.

Inhaling and whipping your body around, you saw the one person you had been waiting for exiting from the temple and jogging over. Behind him, Yoongi was walking over at a much less rushed pace. Smiling you opened your arms to your boyfriend, and he didn’t even slow down as he pulled you up from the ground and smooshed you into a hug. Your surprise was fast to change into giggles and you wrapped your legs around his waist as he spun you around and nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

“Ugh, you two act like it’s been weeks since you last saw each other when it’s only been like an hour,” Yoongi grumbled, though his pink eyes held fondness.

Setting you back down, Jungkook whined at his hyung, informing Yoongi that an hour was more than enough time to start missing his girl.

You had to bite your lip hard to keep yourself from grinning like an idiot when you heard him say that while Yoongi just rolled his eyes as he made his way toward the other Saeni and plopped down by Hobi. Tae, however, made a noise reminiscent of high-pitched, dying groan as he clutched at his heart and pretended to wipe away tears.

Rolling your eyes at his antics, you grabbed Jungkook’s hand and pulled him to sit down next to you.

“Any luck?” Jin called over from the other side of the fire.

Yoongi shook his head and explained that the draikensu wouldn’t break so he went ahead and put him under.

“Chungha stayed behind to undo the rope,” Jungkook said as he played with your hand in his lap.

The males across the fire nodded and went back to their conversation as the male beside you let out a long, sad sigh.

You twisted to poke his thigh with your free hand. “What’s wrong?”

He continued to look down at your hand as he said, “I promised you I’d take you to the cliff tonight and I even had hyung help me set up some stuff, but then everything with Chim hyung happened and now Ilto’s crying so hard and I’m just… I’m sorry.”

You nudged him with your shoulder. “Awww, it’s alright, it’s not your fault. Besides, we can still kinda watch the sunset from here.”

“I know, but… you were so excited, so I’m sorry.”

“For Exia’s sake, would you stop apologizing!?” You laughed lightly and nudged him harder so he would look at you. “It’s okay. I promise.”

You could hear Tae making more dying noises, but you chose to ignore them in favor of smiling at your boyfriend, who continued to pout.

Sticking your tongue out at him, you teased, “You’re such a big baby sometimes.”

Instantly, his demeanor changed, and he started protesting that he was, in fact, not a baby.

Giving yourself a mental pat on the back, you laughed at how worked up he was getting when Yoongi interrupted his “I’m a big boy not a baby rant.”

“Why does it matter if Ilto’s crying?”

Jungkook quirked a brow at his brother. “Uh, because everything is going to be wet now hyung.”

“I could tell she was going to cry earlier so I put a shield over everything. You literally watched me do it, dumbass.” The magic user rolled his petal pink eyes as Jungkook straightened.

“Wait, so-”

“Yes, everything should still be dry. Now hurry up and take your girl there before you miss the damn sunset.”

Before you could think, Jungkook hauled your ass to your feet and started running, dragging you behind him. As you concentrated on not tripping at the speed Jungkook was forcing you to move at, you noticed a blue glow flaring up behind you.

“So you don’t get wet on the way!” Yoongi called after you both.

“Thanks, hyung!” Jungkook yelled back, not breaking a stride.

He must’ve put a shield over both of our heads… thank you, you kind sir!

“Come on!” Jungkook urged you faster as you began dashing through the trees.

“I can’t run as fast as you, you buttmuncher!”

With an impatient noise, your boyfriend stopped suddenly and hoisted you over his shoulders then took off running again, this time at a faster pace as you shrieked and laughed and did your best to keep your head from bouncing around.

Within minutes, you arrived at the same cliff he had taken you to before. As he stepped out form the trees, you had expected your jaw to drop again because of the spectacular view, but this time your mouth was open because of what was waiting for you at the edge of the cliff.

Jungkook gently placed you on your feet and nervously stepped away to gauge your reaction as you slowly walked forward through the rain. You took in the pillows and blankets laying on top of what looked like a fluffy mattress pad, providing cushion and comfort from the rocky ground. In the middle was a hollowed-out rock holding a bundle of your favorite flowers, and next to them was a stunning crystal roughly the size of your palm.

With your mouth agape, you blinked and looked back to Jungkook who was fidgeting and rubbing the back of his neck.

“You did all this for me?” You asked in absolute shock.

“Um, y-yeah, with hyung’s help. We had that stuff in Yoongi’s magic locker thing I’ve told you about, and I overheard you tell Tae those are your favorite flowers a while ago…”

Your heart swelled and you couldn’t help yourself from rushing over to the boy and tackling him into a big hug.

“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!”

“You don’t have to pretend to like it if you don’t.”

You leaned back slightly with a frown and you could see that anxious nerves were still eating away at him, so you moved your hands to hold his face and stare straight into his peridot eyes. “I. Love. It. Thank you, Kookie.”

Then, you pulled him in for a kiss.

Luckily that seemed to do the trick because you could feel him relax as he cradled your head and kissed you back. As always, his mouth felt like heaven and sin combined and your head started to go dizzy. You really wouldn’t have minded staying just like that all night, but you reluctantly separated yourself, winked, and skipped back to the little set up he made.

After taking off your shoes, you nestled yourself into the blankets and pillows, noting how soft and squishy they were as you called back for him. “Hurry up or I’m gonna have to watch this awesome, rainy sunset all by myself!”

In mere seconds, he was beside you, bundling up and tugging you close. You smiled to yourself as you inhaled the scent you could never get enough of and wrapped your arm around his stomach. Your heart was pounding, and you felt so light, so so utterly light and happy as he planted a soft kiss to the top of your head. Then you both settled in and watched as the cloudy sky turned an array of colors, all mingling and intertwining in the sky as rain continued to steadily drop all around you.

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