#so that when i saw these gifs in my camera roll from afar i was like oh what a beautiful lesbian-

[ratatatastic]

mikksy is my favourite lesbian athlete

media availability | 5.23.24 (x)

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

Hey! I absolutely love your writing! could you maybe write something about Tom x reader. Where she’s working with Josh on a new film? So him and Rachel go to visit on set and he’s a fan? I feel that would be so cute 🥹🫶

Little Visit || Tom Blyth x actress!reader

A/n: look at these lil cute gifs I made of Tom, Josh and Rachel 🥹 I love their friendship. And thank you Anon for this request! I imagined them filming Lady Chatterley’s Lover !!! Reading this back, it’s adorable. 3/4? Fics I’m planning to post today!

Warnings: none :)

Wc: 695

Divider by @pommecita

“Andddd cut!” The director calls out as you let out a sigh of relief, stretching your body as a loud groan escapes your lips. After an exhausting day of non stop filming of your solo scenes, all you felt doing was crashing into the comfort of your bed in your trailer and face time your boyfriend Tom.

As you pack up your things that your brought along with you, Stacey, your assistant, comes up to you. “You have a few visitors,” She says in a sing song voice as you immediately furrow your eyebrows.

“Really?” You say as she hums. You sling your tote bag over your shoulder and follow her as you put your hair into a hair clip. From afar, you could see two guys, one with familiar hair.

You immediately smile knowing who it was as you hurriedly walk to them, a bounce in your step. You open your arms as you squeal seeing the two of them. “Hey sweetheart,” Tom says as you engulf the two in a tight hug.

You wrap your arms around Tom and Josh’s body as the wrap theirs around your frame, both of them rubbing your back knowing how much you love it when people do that.

Although you saw Josh practically everyday because you two were the main characters to the movie you were filming, you were still so happy to see him after a day of not hearing his jokes.

And of course, you were beyond happy seeing Tom again. The last time you saw him in person was 2 weeks ago when he came down to set to visit. Although you were absolutely tired and wished nothing but to shower and lay in bed, seeing your boyfriend and best friend was even better.

You rock the two side to side as you all laugh. As you pull back, you hear a feminine voice call out. “Y/n!” The boys look back as you look in between them. Your eyes lit up, “Rachel!” You squeal as you both run to each other. You had not seen Rachel in the longest time, probably 2 months after the world promo tour came to an end for tbosas.

“She looks happier to see her than us, huh?” Josh jokes as Tom laughs, digging his hands in his pockets as he watches the two of you embrace in a hug, nearly falling over in the process as Josh snaps a few photos of the two of you.

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You walked hand in hand with Tom to your trailer, Josh and Rachel behind the two of you. “I’m going to shower, I’ll be back,” You announced as you kiss Tom’s lips before disappearing in your bathroom. The hot water immediately relaxed your bones as you let out a light moan at the feeling.

You came out in your silk pyjamas as it was slowly turning dark outside. The four of you chilled in your trailer, catching up with things before Rachel and Josh decide to go back to his trailer for the night.

“I’ve missed you,” A slight pout makes it your lips as you go on your tippy toes, hooking your arms around Tom’s neck as he breathes your scent that he missed in. “I know, I missed you too,” He mumbles in your hair.

You sit on your boyfriend’s lap as the two of you go through your camera roll from past month or so since you started filming the new movie with Josh.

You tell him the stories behind the pictures as he would watch you intently, a smile on his lips at the sight of you so engrossed in it. “Oh and this one, I was sneezing so much that my eyes were becoming watery so the director decided to start filming the sad scenes,” You laugh as you recall the daisies that Josh would present to you made you highly allergic.

Tom smiles at you lovingly, thinking how lucky he was to have you. “What?” You shyly smile, feeling his stare. “Nothing, you’re just so adorable,” He admits, pulling you to his chest as you let out a small giggle as he kisses your forehead.

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Safe - Baron Corbin x Reader

So, saw a prompt list– and this one (listed below) was on it. Got a few ideas for different people– so i’ll play around with it. This one is for Baron Corbin <3

PROMPT: Person A goes to approach Person B, but Person B flinches, expecting an attack. Person A steps away, a devastated expression flickering on their face.“Who was it?”

Y/N = your name

Warning(s): past abusive relationship mentioned

EDITED IN TAG LIST @starwithaheart​ @shedevil22 @amourseculier @regalbanshee​ 

I couldn’t even begin to explain why I liked him. Baron was… different than most guys I had met. He was overall silent—except when he wasn’t. He was tall and intimidating—except when he wasn’t. I had seen him around backstage enough times to know that there were multiple sides to Baron Corbin. The one the audience saw, the one that everyone backstage saw—and the one that very few, rare people saw. Somehow, I was in the latter group.

I had seen Baron trudge through the motel lobby in the morning after only getting three hours of sleep—and watched him, in the rear-view mirror as I drove to the next town, fall asleep in the backseat- his head against the door.

I had seen Baron after matches; sweaty, tired, sometimes a bit sore. Happy as a clam and proud when he’s won. Pissed at himself and shut-off when he’s lost.

I had seen Baron in silent tears, alone in a vacant corner of the arena, after a nasty breakup that broke his heart more than he let on.

I had seen his face light up in joy and heard his laughter as he played video games; I had watched from afar as he rocked out to his favorite music.

I even had the greatest opportunity ever, an excuse to be near him; I was the one he always sought out for his photographs. When the brass needed promotional photos of him- regardless of the reason—I knew to expect Baron Corbin at my proverbial doorstep.

One would think with as many times as we hung out—despite it really only being when I was taking his photograph—that by now, we’d be close. He’d know things about me, as much as I knew about him. But that wasn’t true. Whenever he was near, I felt myself clam up—my shyness taking over.

Shyness—and fear.

My last relationship was a shit-show. A hell in a hand-basket, if you would. The verbal abuse that my ex threw at me—that I could get over, I could put behind me and ignore (most of the time).

But the physical abuse? That was more difficult to get past.

I’d find myself flinching at the smallest of things—maybe a crate got dropped down the hallway, or someone would yell for a friend.

How no one had noticed, I couldn’t say.

That—or they had, and no one said anything.

Honestly, I don’t know what would be worse.

“Hey, y/n— Shit, sorry,” Baron apologized, seeing that he had taken me by surprise.

“It—It’s okay, I just… forgot you’d be stopping by before your match,” I waved him off, embarrassed, as I waited for my heartbeat to slow down.

“Gotta get the King in all his glory,” Baron smirked, spreading his arms a bit causing the cape to move with him.

“Yes, yes, your highness—now over there,” I pointed, rolling my eyes playfully.

Couple hours later, the show had ended and I was finishing up on all the photographs I had taken that night.

“Knock knock,” I heard Baron chuckle, rapping his knuckles against a crate behind me. Luckily, I had heard his boots echoing through the hall, so I knew someone was approaching—and didn’t jump, this time anyway.

“What, you need more photos taken?” I joked, looking over my shoulder at him.

“Nah—don’t wanna break your camera too soon,” he laughed, walking over,” Any turn out good?”

“I’d say—here, take a look.” I handed over the folder with his printed photographs, watching with baited breath as he flipped through them.

“Damn—how do you make me look so good?”

“Well—lighting is key, and then you have to know your angles—”

“Y/N—I was kidding… hey, you got something— right here—”

I knew it was Baron.

I knew I was safe.

But all my mind saw was an arm coming at me—and that’s all it took. I flinched backwards, away from his outstretched hand, eyes furrowing in fear and my heart pounding; barely, I could register my hands shaking, as my sight refocused on the man in front of me.

Baron looked at me—emotions running through his features.

Surprise.

Devastation.

Anger.

“Who was it?”

“I—I—” Words failed me for a moment, before I shook my head,” Please… don’t—”

“Hey, no—it’s alright. You’re safe—I’d never—” Even he seemed at a loss for words, noticing my eyes starting to well up with tears,” Can I do anything—I mean, do you need anything?”

Looking up into his big brown eyes, thinking back to all our times together—everything I knew about him—I knew one more thing.

With Baron Corbin—I would always be safe.

“Hold me,” I whispered, feeling myself starting to break down. I needed the stability that I knew Baron could provide me. Wordlessly, I felt his arms slowly wrap around me, pulling me close against his tall frame. For the first time, since my ex, I didn’t mind the contact. For the first time, I longed for it—needed it. Sighing, I clung to Baron, tears falling down my cheeks—but a smile on my face.

I am safe.

[gingeraleluke]

𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿

𝗽𝗮𝗶����𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: vinnie hacker x fem!influencer!reader

𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀: vinnie learns what ‘pussy stuntin’’ is and falls victim to a makeover from nikita.

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: swearing, talks about controversy’s + the lgbtq+ community, fluff and the house gushing over y/n.

𝗔/𝗡: suprise! enjoy y’all :)

interviews/confessionals are in bold

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y/n finished drying her legs off before slipping into some grey sweatpants and a pair of slides. letting her damp hair fall over her shoulders and the black long sleeved crop top she wore, she rubbed her forehead in annoyance, trying to enjoy the peace and quiet of vinnie’s room.

she wasn’t always at the hype house. she was just too busy to stay there even though she’d love to. in all honestly, the main reason she was ever there was to see her boyfriend vinnie. sure, she liked the other people of the house, but she just wasn’t close like that with any of them.

being in the weird in-between of the hype house was definitely difficult. she never knew whether she was truly a part of it or not. i mean, she did spend most of her time there, when she wasn’t busy of course, but it wasn’t written in paper that she was an official member.

she threw the towel in the hamper and went downstairs, her face clean and bare. she didn’t really care how she looked. she thought that fame would make it the opposite— that she would be a hundred percent aware of her appearance, but instead, it just gave her confidence not to give a fuck.

she grabbed her phone and went downstairs, immediately hearing patrick and calvin goofing around as always. she saw them along with thomas and micheal and said small hellos to them. it wasn’t the morning, in fact it was starting to get dark outside, but y/n was exhausted from the day before so she stayed in vinnie’s bed all day.

“look who’s up.” thomas joked.

“yeah, yeah, yeah.” she rolled her eyes, smiling.

she made her way into the kitchen, not expecting to see nikita there yet not suprised. she saw the back frame of her boyfriend who was seated at the counter. she wrapped her arms around him, ignoring alex and nikita who didn’t notice her since they were deep in a conversation. the room was crowded with the cameras and loud as ever.

“hey.” vinnie smiled, leaning his head over so her head was in between his and his shoulder. she felt the familiar vibrations from his voice and held an arm tightly around his bicep.

“hi.” she leaned back and motioned for a kiss, which vinnie happily obliged to.

“how are you, sleepy head?” he shifted over so she could share his seat, both of their body’s hanging off the side of the chair but neither of them caring. their arms were placed on eachother’s back.

“i’m okay.” she mumbled, putting her head on his shoulder and watching nikita and alex continue to speak.

“i can come at one.” nikita said, playing with her hair.

“is that a nikita one or will it be a me one—“ alex questioned.

“no, i will— it will be a one.” she looked over and noticed you, snuggled up to vinnie. “hey! oh my god, when’d you get here?”

y/n stayed seated and nikita walked over to her, giving her a side hug. alex said hello from afar.

“not long.”

“i was wondering where you were, where you sleeping or something?”

“yeah, i was tired.” she yawned as if on cue, feeling vinnie’s thumb rub back and forth on her arm.

“oh my gosh, we are like matching!” nikita exclaimed, pointing out how they boy had sweatpants on and the same style shirt, just different colors.

“yeah!”

“wait! hey, you should do vinnie.” alex pointed at her boyfriend.

“what?” vinnie asked.

“i think vinnie would love it.” alex said, trying his best to get out of the plans he made with nikita.

“i feel like vinnie would be too pretty. i feel like he’d be so pretty that i’d feel intimidated.”

“wait, what are we talking about?” y/n asked.

“nikita wants to give vinnie a makeover.”

y/n felt her stomach tighten slightly. she had been planing on giving vinnie a makeover for a tiktok and the two of them had been speaking about it for a while. vinnie also tensed up, knowing about his plans with y/n and yet not wanting to upset nikita.

“uh…i don’t know..” vinnie spoke.

“what?! why not?” nikita whined, frowning slightly.

“you have to ask the missus.” he joked, making you smile.

“are you cool with it?” nikita walked closer and leaned over, asking y/n.

“i mean..if—as long as vinnie is fine with it and wants to do it, then i don’t care.” she was somewhat lying. she had been planning on starting a makeup channel and wanted her first video to be her seriously doing vinnie’s makeup, but at the same time, she didn’t want to take this away from vinnie or nikita. plus, she didn’t want to just seem jealous or selfish for saying no.

“so…you down?” nikita asked vinnie, who got up to grab a water.

“i don’t know.” he smiled, nervously and shrugged his shoulders.

nikita sent him a confused look.

“yes, i’m down.”

nikita and alex cheered, watching vinnie grin as his face started to turn red. despite his happy-go-lucky appearance, y/n knew that he was tense. deep down, she felt that vinnie was uncomfortable with the whole situation. she wasn’t sure if it was because of her or not, but either way, she could feel it radiating off of his body.

“you’re gonna kill it!” alex high-fived him before vinnie sent y/n a glance, seeing her take on the whole thing. he couldn’t quite read her face, as she was zoned into her phone, trying to stay out of the conversation.

“okay, so your homework tonight is to practice pussy stuntin’.”

y/n’s eyes almost popped out of her head as she snapped up to see vinnie’s reaction. his head snapped up as well, grinning wildly as his imagination roamed over the name.

“like…showing my pussy?” vinnie asked. y/n snorted before reaching out to smack him on the shoulder. “vincent!”

“what?! i don’t know?!”

“no!” nikita shouted, grimacing.

“well you said pussy stuntin!” alex and nikita laughed, “do i have to tuck?”

“no but you can if you want to..?”

“okay.” vinnie nodded and took a sip of his drink.

as nikita explained to him what ‘pussy stuntin’ meant, y/n began to zone more and more out of it and got up to grab a water to wake her up. “one of these days, i’m gonna come in here and look at everyone—“

“no, you don’t look—“

“oh, i don’t look at anyone? i’m not gonna look at any of you!” vinnie stood proudly before kissing y/n on the head as she walked by him. “except for y/n.”

“yeah, the goal is that everyone looks at you, but you don’t look at them.” nikita explained.

“okay.”

“how full fantasy do you want to go? like, do you want a full nikita dragun fantasy or just the tip?”

vinnie laughed, playing with the red bull in his hands. “we can maybe start with just the tip, and then see where it goes from there.”

“okay.”

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that night, y/n and vinnie were in the kitchen of the hype house, alone together. she was seated on the counter while vinnie sat in the chair, the two of them eating cheetos.

“so, about the nikita thing…” y/n heard vinnie hum, signaling for her to continue, “have you been practicing your pussy stunt?”

vinnie rolled his eyes, “i don’t even want to talk about it.”

“what? why?”

“i don’t know if i want to do it…”

“how come?” y/n asked, plopping a cheeto in her mouth.

“i don’t want to get cancelled for it, like what if the trans community gets offended for it? i get cancelled for literally everything, so it just like…doesn’t seem smart.”

vinnie watched as his girlfriend stayed silent, the two of them just looking at one another. “what do you think?”

“i think that if you don’t want to do it, then text her.”

so, vinnie did.

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“i feel like this whole thing could be really good for vinnie, but i don’t want to force him into a situation that he doesn’t want to be in. it’s kinda a hard place for me to stand..” y/n spoke, scratching the back of her neck.

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“has anyone seen my boxing pads?” vinnie shouted, before he was cut off by nikita’s appearance.

“hello! hi boys!” everyone greeted her and vinnie felt his heart sink, scared of what she would say.

“you look amazing!” alex complimented her.

“thank you! what are you doing?” she walked to the table where vinnie and alex were seated. vinnie was finishing up his lunch while alex was busy scribbling down boy ideas.

“just working on bit ideas.”

“cool, so you think you might wanna just scrap it since we are about to give you the biggest bit of your career?”

“i told you 1pm…” alex looked up at nikita.

“yeah, it is.”

“no it’s, 3pm..” he laughed while nikita explained how she wasn’t even late.

“honey, it’s three. i have to leave at four.” alex stated.

“so we have a whole hour! i could do you in thirty minutes.”

“but i still have to get stuff done here, nikita!”

“baby, you give me the time, no?” nikita tried her best to talk alex into it.

“i cant today, nikita.” y/n overheard the two of them banter about who nikita’s makeup she’d be doing from the staircase. she wore a sweatshirt and jeans and her hair was a mess, yet it still looked good on her. she was sipping her drink that vinnie had bought her, and began to chew on the straw once she realized nikita was here.

“so i’m just supposed to do vinnie?” nikita asked, annoyed about the somewhat change in plans.

vinnie caught y/n in the corner of his eye and immediately sneaked out of the room. he pulled y/n to the staircase, where no one would see them (except the camera of course).

“what?”

“she thinks she’s still doing my makeup.”

“so? didn’t you text her?”

“yes!” he panicked. he was paranoid that he would hurt nikita’s feelings and y/n could tell.

“it’s gonna be fine, vin.” she grabbed his hand and walked him towards the table, the two of them talking until nikita walked in.

“vincenzo! there you are, what’s up with everyone being so flakey-flakey? i thought i was supposed to be the flakiest one here!”

vinnie gulped, the room becoming more awkward by the second. “i’m…gonna go get that thing..” y/n walked away to let the two have a private conversation. vinnie finally explained his fears of upsetting the transgender community and the two of them managed to work it out.

“oh my god, y/n!” nikita yelled at the top of her lungs, causing y/n to almost crash on her way there.

“WHAT?!”

“we are doing just the tip!” she said proudly, vinnie looking at his girlfriend with a small smile.

“yay!!” y/n cheered, sitting beside vinnie.

vinnie leaned over, “are you okay with this?”

“yeah, it’s fine!”

“are you sure?” he whispered.

“i’m fine with it, vin. plus, when i do your makeup, it’ll look way more extreme, right?”

“of course.” he grinned.

nikita began to get her makeup set up for the makeover while patrick and vinnie sat down on stools. nikita began to work on vinnie, putting his hair back and moisturizing his face.

“so this is all completely new to you?”

“no, he used to wear eyeliner all the time.” y/n spoke up, knowing vinnie would be too shy to say it.

“really?!” nikita gasped.

“yes.” vinnie admitted.

“in highschool?”

“no.” he answered.

“he couldn’t, he went to a catholic school..” y/n reminded.

“WHAT?!”

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“i’m going to curl your lashes, but you need to be still because it can hurt.” nikita warned.

“wait, let y/n do it.” he made grabby hands for his girlfriend who obliged and sat on his lap to curl his lashes and put on his mascara.

“y/n, how has your life been?!”

“crazy.”

“i bet, oh my god! i’m like…scared of you now because of all the clout you have! you have more than dixie does, like…damn.” nikita joked.

“oh my god, don’t be scared of me!” y/n smiled, letting nikita continue his makeup. “i’ve been working with paramount on a documentary film which will be out sometime next year, so it’s been crazy honestly.”

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“y/n is just so…mysterious? like she’s very quiet and she has all these followers that it’s scary. she’s like charli, she’s so powerful and you just like know not to fuck with her.” nikita smirked.

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“y/n technically isn’t a part of the hype house, but she’s done a lot for us and is definitely a member of the family. she has more followers than all of us combined, so it’s always impactful when she helps out and i’ve just been trying to get her to stay here, but i understand why she wouldn’t, she’s a busy girl.” thomas sighed.

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“i don’t really have any issue with her, she seems really nice and she has a large following so we definitely need to keep her around. i will admit that it’s annoying how she isn’t living here, but..whatever.” mia said.

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“she’s so pretty. like, so hot. i’m sorry,” kouvr laughed, “i can’t think of anything else because she’s so hot. i’m like genuinely gay for her, its not even funny.”

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“we call it the y/n effect. sometimes when y/n shows up and walks into a room, everyone just stops what they were doing and zones out…kouvr especially. y/n just looks so good that the world stops for kouvr. it’s annoying how she steals my girlfriend but there’s nothing i can do about it.” alex explained.

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“i hate that bitch.” larri looked at the camera, stone cold. “i’m kidding.” he laughed, “she’s amazing, honestly. i don’t hang out with her much but i really want to because she’s so fucking sweet. an actual angel.”

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“i think that everyone in this house is almost as in love with her as i am. almost.” vinnie spoke, after the interviewer asked him about his girlfriend.

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“you look so good.” y/n gushed, stepping back with nikita so they could take in the boy’s appearance. y/n’s eyes never left vinnie though.

“alright, let me get your heels on.” y/n ran to grab the heels and patted the couch for vinnie to sit. putting them on his feet, she had to warn him to stop tickling.

“don’t be a wuss.”

“it feels funny!” vinnie tried his best to stand, y/n and nikita’s arms around his to lift him up. once he could stand, they let him practice walking, before finally filming the pussy stunt.

he was awkward at first, but once he got used to the heels, he completely owned it.

maybe…too much.

“suck my balls!” he shouted, spinning on his heels to walk back.

“what are you even saying?” y/n facepalmed.

“it’s the pussy stunt talking!” nikita shouted.

the smile on vinnie’s face, made the whole thing worthwhile and y/n was glad that he said yes to the makeover.

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Teasing Idols ~ Lee Hyukjae

Hyukjae knew he was in trouble before the shoot even began as he looked across the set to see the five members of TXT sat looking back at him, knowing that they loved to wind him up every time they appeared.

“How’s Y/N doing?” Beomgyu asked him as the shoot came to a small break, glancing across at Hyukjae. “It’s been a while since we’ve seen her at Hybe, she seems a lot busier these days.”

You’d known the members of TXT for years, having trained and debuted with Hybe yourself. However, you knew Hyukjae too, a little too well, having started a relationship the previous year after working together on a stage for the end of year MAMA show.

Hyukjae knew it was only a waiting game with the five of them before your name started to be mentioned, and as ever, they didn’t disappoint. Sat beside Hyukjae, Kwanghee wore a wide smile, giggling away to himself as he saw Hyukjae’s expression drop.

“Y/N’s doing well,” he smiled, determined not to play into their hands, “are you guys not taking as good care of her anymore by not checking up on her whenever you’re at the company building?”

Their heads all shook, assuring Hyukjae that they always cared for you and treated you. They knew he was only messing with them, but Hyukjae couldn’t just let them have things their own way when it came to teasing him.

The jokes were funny, but Hyukjae was also incredibly protective of your relationship, regardless of who it was that he was talking to about it.

“I think she spends more time training elsewhere these days,” Yeonjun then suggested, “maybe somewhere in the big three?”

“I heard she has a few close contacts in SM,” Soobin added, glancing across at Hyukjae, “someone who might be able to help her out perhaps?”

His tongue pushed into the side of his mouth as he tried to remain composed, knowing that the boys had planned out the perfect time during the shoot to start winding him up.

“She spends a lot of time here too these days,” Kwanghee then noted, earning himself a hit to the arm as Hyukjae’s eyes widened at his colleague’s sudden betrayal.

Your relationship had the attention of most of the industry, seeing two big names date, and date successfully, was a rare occurrence especially amongst busy idols.

“I always thought that she’d end up dating one of us,” Kai spoke up, “I never imagined her betraying Hybe and dating one of the enemies, she’s been manipulated.”

“She could have at least dated someone from a good group in SM too.”

Taehyun looked across to Hyukjae, knowing he’d found his sweet spot. “I’ve met Exo, and they all seem lovely, even NCT are all nice guys too, Y/N’s type too.”

“You’re asking for your episode to be pulled,” Hyukjae teasingly warned them.

“There’s no way you’d pull us, you adore us all really,” Beomgyu retaliated.

As much as he didn’t want to admit it, Hyukjae did adore the members of TXT. They were one of his favourite groups to film with, not least because of the ease he felt around them knowing that they shared a connection through you. They weren’t just juniors, they were friends of his too, especially knowing how close they were to you as well.

“If you get married, do we get to be your best men?” Soobin challenged, not quite as willing as some of the others to let Hyukjae get away with things quite as easily.

“I’ve got eight spots for best men,” Hyukjae informed them all, “and you probably won’t be surprised to know that my group members fill them up.”

“Surely there’s five that you dislike that you could replace with us though?” Soobin continued to joke.

Hyukjae’s head shook back at him, shooting a teasing glare in his direction to remind Soobin that when the cameras started rolling once again, he was in charge. From you, he’d heard plenty of stories about the boys that he knew they wouldn’t want to be shared.

“We can always talk about the toilet in Osaka,” he warned all five of them.

Their eyes all went wide, shaking their heads that you’d retold the embarrassing story of their rookie days to Hyukjae. It was a time they all hoped to forget, and the last thing they wanted was for their fans to find out on the programme too.

“What happened in Osaka?” Kwanghee asked, determined to find out about the gossip too. “I’m the MC I shouldn’t be kept out of these sorts of stories.”

Hyukjae looked to him, and then the group, “I’ll tell you, if they make one more comment about Y/N then I will tell everything to you, and all of the cameras as well.”

“Damn, it really must be a bad tale to tell if you’re blackmailing guests.”

Hyukjae knocked Kwanghee’s side, trying to justify his actions of using the story to keep the members quiet. However, they all quickly jumped on Kwanghee’s bandwagon instead, pushing Hyukjae to answer how he’d feel if they went to the media and told them all about Hyukjae’s bribe to keep them quiet.

“I don’t know how Y/N has dealt with you guys for so long at Hybe,” Hyukjae sighed, eventually beginning to cave as all five of them began to gang up on him. “Even NCT aren’t as difficult to handle as you guys all are.”

“No one can beat us.”

“We’ve teased Y/N enough at work, it’s your turn anyway,” Yeonjun informed Hyukjae, “she was the one that actually told us to enjoy ribbing you whilst we were here today and show you what she goes through every day.”

Of course, Hyukjae knew you had some part to play in proceedings too, even from afar, you always managed to find a way to wind him up and get underneath his skin.

“Don’t worry, we always also remind Y/N how sweet we think the two of you are together,” Kai told him, offering Hyukjae a smile, “the two of you make a great couple, even if it means Y/N is never around at work anymore.”

“I promise, she’s barely ever at SM too,” Hyukjae laughed, “I don’t know what she’s doing not at Hybe more often, but she’s not with me.”

Their eyes all rolled as Hyukjae’s voice stuttered, knowing that his defence was one filled with lies. None of them minded however, all they wanted was to see you happy after all the time you’d spent helping them out at the company.

As the producer walked back onto the set, everyone began to get back into their positions to start filming the next segment for the episode, with everyone sat on the white blocks forgetting the real reason for why they were there.

“No mention of Y/N now,” Hyukjae warned, but as their eyes turned mischievous, Hyukjae wasn’t sure whether the five of them could quite be trusted.

“Be on your best behaviour,” Kwanghee added, seemingly having Hyukjae’s back. “But if you want to embarrass Hyuk, then absolutely be my guest.”

“Hey!” Hyukjae yelled, as yet again Kwanghee stabbed him in the back, “I would never do something like that to you.”

Kwanghee shrugged, “I would never invite my girlfriend’s labelmates onto my show.”

“Yeah, this episode will probably be a mistake at my expense.”

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Masterlist

[guiltgoreglory]

Heat Waves (Chapter 2: An Ego Check)

(Very) Brief Summary: Reader is a government contractor joining the team in Benghazi.  (Eventual Tanto x Reader) (2626 words)

Chapter 1

Tagging: @abitofpablo​ @kimburgss​ @ceyruh

You watched as the dust clouds trailed behind the buggy. The rest of the trip you all sat in silence, taking in the events that had just occurred. When you saw the base from a distance you decided it was safe to holster your weapons. You wiped the sweat of your palms on your thighs as you willed your heart to slow down, and so it did. The second you felt back at equilibrium, Rone took a quick turn into the base. To no surprise, it was the most conspicuous looking place you could have imagined. You expected better from the CIA. Several armed American guards stood at the gate which was surrounded by obvious cameras. You rolled your eyes knowing that if anyone wanted to target us, it wouldn’t be hard. One guy even wore a New York Yankee’s cap. It’s like they didn’t even try.

“Check the new rides. Gaddafi had a going-out-of-business sale on armored vehicles…” Rone gestured towards the Mercedes amongst several other high-end vehicles. He whistled. Leave it to Rone to keep the tone light. “Max-leveled armored, man. We got a great deal… We stole ‘em.” Rone stared down Jack with the biggest smirk plastered on his face. He seemed extremely proud of himself for that one. You watched as a similar smile tugged at the corners of Jack’s lips. You behaved similarly, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a shitty joke. 

You gathered your things as the car came to a stop. Rone hopped out, throwing the keys to another man wearing a vest, “Sat unattended at the airport.” His stride paused as he watched someone from afar. You followed his gaze until you saw the Chief. This was definitely going to be something, you didn’t know what, but you could feel the subordination getting ready to bubble out of Rone. “Hey, Chief,” Rone called, nonchalantly, almost mockingly. The Chief looked like any middle-aged man who worked in business. Blue blazer, khaki pants, glasses, the whole shebang. His posture screamed superiority complex, you knew from the get-go you wouldn’t get along, not like it mattered anyway.

“I don’t want to hear it, Tyrone.” He called back, shuffling his way back into the building. Rone strutted towards him, duffel in hand. 

“No, no, I understand.” He turned his head for a moment, keeping out of the way of a car

driving past. “I see what you’re going for here,” he called, on the verge of yelling, “Secret spy base with fortified walls, gate cameras,” He fumbled to get his id badge in hand. “and blue-eyed Westerners! walking in and out of this place all day long.” He did a lovely spin for emphasis, pointing towards all the obvious Americans walking around the base. You followed close behind, knowing you were going to need to speak with him as soon as Tyrone was done tearing into him. “But if you want to avoid..” His words were cut off by the Chief slamming the squeaky metal door in your face. His voice dropped a decibel and he spoke, mostly to himself, “That’s so rude”. He placed his phone into the tray mounted on the wall beside the door, before scanning in his card to gain entry. “Can’t believe he just did that to me.” Your heart started to pick up once again. Nothing made you more frustrated than a cocky man being too good to have a goddamn conversation.

The door let out a loud buzz before Rone pushed open the entrance. “Chief, if you want to avoid an international incident,” He continued to track in the Chief’s footsteps, “you send me my guys when I ask for them.” Many of the agents sitting at their computers peeked up to watch the drama unfold. Some took a look at you, the new face, before returning to watch the catfight.

Finally, the man turned to look at Tyrone, squinting in disapproval like a man reprimanding his toddler. “Local faces need to resolve local conflicts, Tyrone.” Aka, your life means little to nothing to me; the incident was just a wrinkle in my daily schedule. He flipped mindlessly through papers within a manilla folder. Wow he’s so important look how busy he is. “We’re guests in this country.” You and Jack came to stand a few feet behind Rone, trying to stay close without poking the bear. 

“We’re unwanted guests, Bob.” Rone rebutted. He’s not wrong. 

“We’re spies, you’re security guards.. Your job is to keep us out of trouble, not get into it yourselves.” God, he’s pretentious. Rone flipped through some files pinned onto a pillar, looking through some photos of notable people of the region. 

“Well help me do my job and give me my guys.” He didn’t bother giving the Chief the privilege of his eye-line as he continued to search through the photos. You heard a buzz, and quickly turned to see the other members of the squad you were now a part of. Perfect timing. You made eye contact with one of them, Chris Paronto. Based on your prior research everybody called him Tanto, the mischievous one. Just then the Chief said some absolute bullshit.

“Here’s what you guys are good at: working out, eating five hot meals a day. What you’re not so good at is doing what you’re told.” God, he was so fucking proud of himself. Look at you little man, showing off your power in front of your team. You let a little of your annoyance slip out. 

“Ironic considering without us, everyone’s a sitting duck.” You whispered softly. The men all turned their heads towards you. Well, I guess now is as good a time as ever to get this over with. 

“Excuse me? And who are you? Some ex-army nobody who can’t let go of the glory of war?” 

Alright, time to rip off the bandaid. You stood a little taller, stepping closer to the Chief, just beside Rone. “Honestly... I’m someone out of your security clearance.” You said assertively. Jack shared a hesitant look with Rone.

“Bullshit.” He turned away from you, readying to remove himself from the conversation. 

“Alright, I think it’s best if we get a phone call over with now.” You dropped your duffel onto the tile, squatting down beside it. The armed men gripped their guns just a little bit tighter. The Chief stood, watching you confused. You unzipped the bag, reaching in to wrap your hands around a satellite phone. You zipped it back up but left it on the ground for now.

“I don’t have time for this.” The Chief began to walk towards his office as you stood, clicking a number on speed-dial. 

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you. The director doesn’t like waiting.” You held the phone to your head, keeping a straight face. That definitely made him pause. He turned back towards you, squinting his little face up. 

“Director of what?” He sighed. 

“Director of the Central Intelligence Agency.” You responded casually as if you were telling him the forecast for the next week. You waited as the phone continued to ring. 

Everyone stood in silence except for one guy. Tanto leaned over to whisper in Boon’s ear. “Who the fuck is she?”

Finally, a voice came over the line. “Y/N.”

“Good morning, Sir. We have arrived at the location.” Everyone had their eyes on you, curiosity getting the best of them.

“Any incidents?”

“One en route to base. Resolved without violence. I’ll have a report to you within the hour.”

“Great.” He took a deep breath and you could hear him adjust in his chair. “I take it you’d like me to speak with Bob.”

“That would be appreciated, Sir.”

“Alright hand me over.” You took steady, calculated steps towards the Chief, holding the phone out for him to take. He gently took it from your hand. His eyes bore holes into the crevices of the tiled floor.

“Hello..” The Chief said tentatively. You stepped back, giving him some room. You crossed your arms across your chest, shrugging in Rone’s direction. You could tell he was living for this. “Yes, Sir…. I understand, Sir. Of course…. Goodbye.” He stood like a dog with his tail between his legs. He stepped back towards you, holding out the phone. You took it gladly with a polite smile. Pressing the phone back to your ear you concluded with a quick farewell before going back to put your phone into the duffel. As you squatted beside it, you looked up towards the Chief. 

“Are we good?” You said. You no longer wanted to squabble and your tone reflected as such. 

“Yes.” He said curtly, returning to his office. The second the door closed, the chatter of the room returned back to normal. You turned back to the men of the team looking at Rone expectantly. 

“Alrighty then.” Rone turned to walk towards their lounge and the guys began to follow. Tanto sucked in his lips, trying to stifle a chuckle. The burly man next to him, Boon, jabbed him in the side before moving towards the room. You waited for Jack, giving him a genuine, small smile before trailing behind. 

“Well, that was fun.” Mark Geist, also known by the team as “Oz”, stated monotonously, walking into the room as he disassembled his rifle. 

“He gets his jollies pushing around alphas because he can.” John Tiegen. Called “Tig”. He’s the brains. The first one to be stationed here. You stood in the corner watching as he placed his things into his cubby. 

“We had this commander back in ranger school, he was a real cockbag…” Creative insult. Tanto began to remove his vest as he narrated on. You figured you’d be here for a minute so you pulled the straps of your cello case off of your shoulders placing it onto the floor, along with your duffel. Now that you were within the compound you took off the hijab, throwing it on top of the luggage. You flipped your head forward shaking out the matted hair before you pulled it into a bun. It was a mess but it did the job.

“So on our last night, me and a buddy, we stole his beret.” He placed his vest down on the table before plopping down onto the worn couch. “Whole barracks chubbed it.”

“Chubbed it?” Boon replied, his tone made you think he really didn’t want to know, whipping out his knife to fidget with.

“Yeah, rubbed our dicks on it.” Tanto replied, the widest smile crossing his face. He looked like the Cheshire cat as he reached for the gaming controller. You coughed, stifling your laugh before your face turned quizzical. He turned back towards you, noticing your reaction before giving you a quick up and down and returning to his game. You sauntered over to Jack to join in the awkwardness of being new. You tuned into Tig as he was beginning to talk work to Rone. He leaned forward over a desk that Rone was sitting at. 

“Leader was a former Gitmo detainee.” They scanned the rugged laptop, you presumed that they were looking for who you’d tangoed with this morning.

“Yeah, those guys usually don’t hold a grudge.” Rone said in his usual sarcastic tone. 

“Hey guys,” Oz’s voice pulled you from your concentration as you turned to face him with a friendly smile. “Mark Geist, Oz.”

“Pleasure.” Jack went to shake his hand and you followed suit.

“Ah guys I’m sorry.” Rone spun on his office chair to face the rest of the crew. “Everybody, this is Jack Silva. It’s our third contract together so he knows the drill. We met training SEALs at Coronado.”

Tanto turned back for a second. “How do you get them to balance that beach ball on their nose?” A few chuckles could be heard from the guys.

“It’s tough.” Jack’s shoulders relaxed slightly, letting himself become more comfortable around his new team. 

“And this” He gestured his hand towards you. “is Y/N. She’s uhh..” He paused for a split second, trying to find the right word to describe you. “black-ops and apparently has the government at her fingertips so she’ll probably be of use.” You smirked, nodding your head towards the guys. Rone rose from his spot, spreading his arms across the room. “So we got three ex-Marines here and one ex-Army retard who likes to rub his dick on things.” Tanto stood proudly facing you two. 

“Kris Paronto. Call me Tanto.” You both shook his hand. You found Tanto’s demeanor amusing, and much to your dismay, his confidence was undeniably attractive. Despite the tall crowd, he still somehow towered above them. You shared eye contact for a brief moment before turning towards Tig. Although he felt easy to get along with, you hoped his casual demeanor didn’t affect his work. In your experience, the joker usually got people killed. Despite this, what you had researched, he seemed to be doing alright so far. 

“Hey. I’m Tig.” He waved towards you two.

“Tig’s been here the longest, so he’ll get you up to speed on the area,” Rone said, stabbing a red pin into a map. Looking in more detail you noticed it was the location of your incident. “This is Boon. Scout Sniper, Zen Master, Holder of Tanto’s leash.” He pointed to the man sitting in the sturdy armchair. 

He looked up from his lap. “Welcome to Club Med.”

“It hasn’t rained since June. It’s not gonna rain again until September.” He walked right up to you two strolling past slowly. “You two will be double-bunked. Not me, because I’m in charge. Gym sucks,” damn “food’s actually good.” Lose, win. 

Tig walked to the center of the room, a few feet from the three of you. “Base Chief is kinda a tool, but who knows, maybe now that you’re here he’ll be moderately tolerable.” 

You shrugged. “No promises but if he gets too snippy I’ll whip out the phone again.” 

“Maybe he just needs a new hat” Jack quipped. Tanto looked up from the TV to point appreciatively at Jack. 

“Don’t encourage him,” Rone said as if talking about his puppy.

“Come on. He’s just a guy with a job to do.”Oz said. Based on the dynamic he was the dad of the group. Honest, serious, tough-love type of guy. Makes sense given he’s the sniper.  “He’s playing his string out, but if you talk to him, Bob did some shit back in the day.” You’d heard it a million times, some badass joins the CIA works his way up until he’s practically just a desk jockey with a power problem. Didn’t gain him any sympathy from you.

“Alright, Jack, Y/N, this is the whiteboard that’s gonna run your life for the next sixty days.” You looked over the various points of the board as Jack made his way towards the couch. Given the limited space you preferred standing just behind, leaning your hip against the back. “I want you to check it every hour cause last-minute moves pop up every minute, such as... where shotgunning it in three hours.” Everyone in the room except you, Jack, and Rone let out an audible groan of annoyance. Tanto slapped his controller onto his lap, looking up to the ceiling. Before concentrating back on the game, he looked at you. You took this opportunity to raise an eyebrow in his direction given his childlike reaction to the news. He responded with a strong but blank stare. You rolled your eyes slightly, breaking eye contact to pay attention to Rone. You were used to being dispatched on the drop of the hat, acclimating to the schedule here probably wouldn’t be too much of a pain.

“Three hours. I’ll let you know when I’m briefed.”

[flooffybits]

The Baddie Is A Softie

Idol: Dreamcatcher

Anon: hiii can i request a 8th member dreamcatcher scenario? so the reader is known to be usually calm and always has one of those intimidating resting faces but when she encounters babies/kids in a fanmeet (idk if that rlly happens) she gets all smiley and caring (in a older sibling type of way if that makes sense?) and both dc and the fans just coo at the rare sight. reader tries to play it off cool, hiding the fact that shes embarrassed while being teased. thank you n you can change anything btw :)

☕buy me a coffee☕ 

“One, two, three...” Minji checked around the room, making sure that each member was accounted for, only for her brows to pinch together when she failed to see two people. “Where are Sua and Y/n?”

“I’m right here!” Bora raised her hands, turning the chair she was on and laughing as she waved her hand to make her presence known. “Oh, okay.” The leader laughed at herself for not noticing her friend and then continued to look around until the maknae spoke up. “Y/n unnie went to the restroom.”

Right after she said so, you came walking back inside, a bored look on your face before you took the seat that was next to Yubin and the leader let out a sigh of relief when she saw that all members were present.

“Unnie was looking for you.” Yoohyeon informs you when you sit down and you look up in confusion to meet Minji’s eyes. “The event is about to start, so I had to be sure that everyone was here.” She quickly states as you nod your head then turn back to your phone while you waited for you all to be called.

Siyeon, and soon Yubin, were off to the side, filming for Dreamcatcher’s Note before Gahyeon was joining them. “Over there, you can see our lion is trying to sleep.” Siyeon said when Yubin turned the camera to face you, seeing your eyes beginning to close while your head slowly started leaning on Handong’s shoulder.

“Ah, if Y/n unnie wasn’t so scary all the time, she would be cute.” Yoohyeon complained to the camera, a pout on her face as she looked at you and Handong, watching as the Chinese member took note of your state.

She gently pulled you closer and rested your head on her shoulder while keeping one hand under your head. “Try to nap while we’re waiting.” She instructs you and you hum while nodding your head against her shoulder, falling asleep next to her while she leaned her head against yours and smiling before she continued to read the book she had on her lap.

“How does Handong unnie do it?” Gahyeon pouted when she watched from the side and Siyeon shrugs her shoulders. “They had more chances of bonding together since they’re both foreigners and born on the same year.” Yubin explains calmly before they momentarily said goodbye to the camera and turned it off.

While your members didn’t really have any problems with you, they had all admitted that you could be quite intimidating from afar. The stoic and expressionless face you wore most of the times made it difficult to approach you, and with your usually calm and quiet nature, conversations never usually lasted unless your members pushed for it or you actually got in the mood with talking.

You had your own ways of showing your members and fans your affections. Similar to Yubin, you had your moments where you would let your façade fall and act like a complete fool along with your members, which earned you the title of being Dreamcatcher’s most normal member.

“She babies you a lot though, what are you complaining for?” Yoohyeon asked the maknae with an incredulous look. “Yeah, but sometimes I don’t know if it’s really okay with unnie. I don’t want her to be annoyed with me.” She replied with a frown. “Ah, but you are annoying?” Siyeon asked teasingly, earning a pout from the maknae as Yubin and Yoohyeon burst into laughter.

“I’m just kidding. I’m sure Y/n isn’t annoyed with you.” Siyeon patted her arm reassuringly. “It’s understandable to worry around Y/n. She rarely expresses what she’s thinking so sometimes you end up wondering ‘should I do this’ or ‘is this okay’.”

“We all know she loves us though.” Yoohyeon said confidently. “That’s right.” Yubin agreed. “I can’t be too sure about Yoohyeon, but Y/n has told us that she loves us.” She added, making the Lee sisters laugh while Yoohyeon pouted. “Yah!”

When a few minutes finally pass and the staff had given them the okay, Minji looked to everyone before waving to get Handong’s attention. “Dongie-ah, please wake Y/n up. It’s time to go out.” The younger girl nodded her head before she put her book down and gave you a small nudge.

The movement was enough to wake you. Squinting, you look around before yawning and stretching your arms and legs. “Ah, how cute!” Bora’s loud voice rang in your ears as she watched you with a wide smile. “Y/n-ah, wakey wakey. InSomnias are waiting.” Siyeon tells you when Handong stands while grabbing your hand, aware that you would take too long to really get up if she didn’t.

“Does my make up look alright?” You ask and the redhead fixes your hair a bit back in place and then patted your cheeks. “Perfect.” You couldn’t help the light roll of your eyes at her antics but follow her out as Minji leads you all to the stage.

The cheering of the people there was much louder than you had expected it to be and the sound of shutters going off from fansites added to it, yet all was the same. You kept a straight face, even as you got to your place and did your introduction like always.

While talking with fans though, you would give them a small smile every time a new one came over to you. You were situated in the third to the last chair, followed by Minji and then Bora, who have decided to start messing around with each other before they decided to target you for their amusement.

While you were waiting for the next fan to sit in front of you and JiBo have both stopped pestering you, your boredom led you to just playing with the toys some people had given you before looking around and making eye contact with various of your fansites.

Deciding to give them something new, you gathered up the little hearts in front of you and then signaling for them to be ready, which they eagerly did so. With a devil’ horns headband on top of your head, you then threw the hearts up into the air before resting your elbows on the table, fingers laced together under your chin with the same intimidating stare you would give during performances.

Yoohyeon, who sat to your left, looked over with wide eyes as some of the hearts fell on her. “Yah! I’m right here!” She complained with an adorable angry puppy face whilst you leaned back against your chair and simply smirked at her, head cocked to the side. “Yoohyeonnie is upset.” You use the same teasing tone she always uses, causing her pout to surface before she started hitting your arm and shoulder.

When the fan finally moves from Yoohyeon to you, you offer them a smile before signing their album and accepting the letter they handed to you while Yoohyeon seemed to be overexcited this time when she conversed with the fan that was with her.

Shifting to the next person, you said goodbye to the previous one before your eyes fell on the little girl that was sitting before you. Your eyes widened and look at her to make sure you weren’t hallucinating from the lack of sleep, but she giggles at your reaction before waving her hand.

“Wow, hello! You’re so tiny.” You couldn’t help uttering out, making the girl giggle even more. You notice the paper bag she was carrying and it looked like it was nearly the half of her height. “Isn’t that heavy?” You ask curiously, but she shakes her head and lifts it up for you to see.

“Nope! I only have gifts for you, Jiu unnie, and Sua unnie so it isn’t very heavy.” She explains with a wide smile that seemed infectious because you end up grinning while leaning over the table to offer your hands, ones she happily takes.

Yoohyeon, who had been carefully watching the exchange, could not believe her eyes as she watched your icy persona melt away in front of such a small child. She looked scandalized when you even began such an easy conversation with the girl when you accepted the scrapbook handed to you.

“How old are you?” You had asked, arms laying on the table with your head down just so you could see her better. “Nine. My birthday is next week!” Hearing that had caused your smile to wide, more than it already was, and the way fans were reacting and calling your name had made your members looking over, minus the tallest one that sat beside you and was already witnessing this new display.

Your smile lasted on your face much longer than the other times you would interact with fans and they could actually see the affection and fondness radiating from you as you continued to speak with the girl.

“What’s this?” Bora asked out loud, something you were able to ignore with your attention solely on the person in front of you. “She’s not even listening!” Gahyeon said in disbelief as you continued to play around with the girl, laughing when she explained how her older sibling was the one who brought her there but were separated with the order of who met you first.

“Oppa, oppa, the camera!” You called out to your manager while Siyeon looked to the crowd and pointed at you, almost accusingly. “Yah! What did you give Y/n?” She demanded playfully while Handong held a hand to her mouth, laughing in disbelief as they all watched you hand the fan a picture.

Finally having to move to the next person, you reluctantly said goodbye, a visible pout on your features while you waved your hand. And since Minji was the next person she would be seeing, your leader did not hesitate when she beamed at her. “You broke our little cub’s curse of never smiling! Thank you!”

It didn’t help that she had said it, purposefully, into the microphone and you quickly snapped back into the straight face you usually wear, only to have Yubin come after you. “No, no, that’s not working. Everyone, you have that recorded, right?” At their confirmation, you had to cover your face with your hand and try to focus on the fan who was now in front of you, but even they were giggling at the sudden affection you had just shown all of them.

“You must really love kids.” They comment and you sheepishly rub the back of your neck before nodding. “I guess you could say that. I have a niece back home and my parents have told me that I spoil her too much.” You reply, acting as nonchalant as possible even as your members were making comments.

“Omo! It looks like our Y/n isn’t as scary as we thought.” Minji laughed when she signed the album for the little girl and then gave her a thumbs up. “Now, we know the secrets to this lion.” She says gleefully and you could see the shit eating smirk on Bora’s face, knowing that she was already thinking of ways on how to annoy you with this new found information.

You let out a deep breath before rubbing your face and then facing the fan that sat in front of you with a smile on their face. “If it’s any consolation, I think it’s really nice that you have this kind of side to you. A lot of people have been trying to say you were some sort of robot, but we InSomnias will be sure to prove them wrong.” They grinned at you before finally moving over to your leader.

And with that incident, your members did not fail in making comments about you until the end of the eventeven when you tried to act like your usual self. They knew not to push to much, but having discovered this softer and more affectionate side of yours, all previous worries they had was washed away with the knowledge that this fierce and intimidating mask you had was simply that, a mask that hid who you really were.

When you get backstage, Gahyeon clings to you while Yoohyeon and Bora proceed with their onslaught of questions. Handong joins in on the teasing, but her teasing does not only direct to you, but to the rest of your members as well. Siyeon was too busy laughing her ass off at one of Handong’s comments on how you probably didn’t see any of them as children, thus Gahyeon’s offended expression.

Yubin could only you a light pat on the shoulder, grinning because she knows that Bora’s attempt with messing with her would now be directed to you as well while Minji shook her head, though questioned you about your affection towards children. Since she’s heard bits of your earlier conversation with a fan, she couldn’t help but wonder what you were like when you were at home.

Though in the end, it didn’t change the fact that you did see them as family, just not one you found yourself having to constantly act as a child, which they were honestly fine with. But when you let your affections be more prominent during certain days, they know that those are days they need to cherish the most.

While you were quiet and reserved, they made it their own mission to break those walls down until you’re free to really act like yourself even if it were just them as your company.

[calypsoff]

Nine. Part 2

“And look up for me again” Hugo said, looking at the camera “hold the pose, someone just quickly retouch her hair” Yusuf rushes over, there is only Hugo, my stylists for this photoshoot. Jay tried to be nosey about my photoshoot but I ain’t telling them shit, I wanted to be me, so I am topless as fuck “your nipples looking good” Yusuf said as he fixed my hair “thank you, you think I am doing too much?” he will tell me if I am “nope, you are being you, they are trying to control you and this is your way of breaking away from them” someone that understands me “ok done!” Yusuf ran off, looking back at the camera “and we go again, hold the pose” Hugo continued to take pictures, and then a few more. Placing my hands behind my head looking to the side “keep going Rihanna, after this we are done” he took a few more picture “and we done, get a her a towel!” he shouted, Yusuf ran to me and wrapped a towel around me “you are brave! Super proud of you baby!” he hugged me, I cooed out “well I want this to be done in house, so we need to do this behind closed doors. So my ideas will be mine, I am taking that away from them. I am not stupid, can you get me a top please” Hugo opened his arms “the most beautiful lady, you did great” he hugged me “thank you boo, I am excited to see the pictures” I am glad that is over with, I barely slept, probably for an hour and then woke up for this photoshoot in the morning, we was going back and forth so much that we ended up taking an hour to start the shoot in the first place, walking off set “thank you!” Yusuf waved my top at me to put on.

My friends have been waiting for me “hey bitches! Has Hugo been?” I asked, they shook their head “ok cool” Mel held my phone out to me “twin called twice” my smile grew, of course he did “of course he did, thanks” taking my phone form her, unlocking my phone he text me call and that was it, let me call him before Hugo comes so we can go through the pictures. Tapping on his name and walking off from the group, pressing my phone to my ear walking ever so slowly “one minute!” shaking my head smiling, him and his one minute and he’s going to say it, he will “I am disabled you know” I sighed out “I hate you, I do” I hate him but then I smile “uhhh but you doordash me? You sent me food!? Like my mom came into the room with iHop and someone sent it! And then I see it was you, it has twin on the note!” he is shouting in excitement, he is so cute “did you enjoy?” smiling wide at his happiness “I did, thank you. I am shook, you look after me from afar, that is love. Thank you coconut head, I love you” he blew me kiss through the phone, wow that is cute now he got me really smiling “it’s ok big head” he got me shy now “now you know why I asked for the address, there you go, I am going to make you fat from afar” I will continue to send him food “I don’t mind that, you wife. For real” he needs to stop these words “Rihanna!” turning around, Hugo is here “I will call you back, I have to finish off the shoot. Love you, bye” disconnecting the call, least he is fed and can stop harassing his poor mother.

Hugo turned the laptop to me “I think they have come out great, depends on what you think?” picking the laptop up and placing it on my lap “chile, you got your boobs out! Monica won’t be pleased” tapping on the first photo “but it’s giving me daring, like you are staring at the camera like, try me bitch. Like you will cut a whore, but I know Monica won’t be happy” Mel is right she won’t be “this is why these pictures won’t be used until I hide some parts of my body, I know what mother is like. She will be upset, but it’s my decision. I am sick of people dictating shit, also they aren’t ready for the don’t give a shit bitch. I mean they call me nasty shit anyways, I think what the record label want is for me to bring it back after talk that talk and I am like fuck that but, we will come up with something, for now. We keep this under wraps, Hugo thank you” Mel took the laptop from me “I need to see the rest” looking over at her “you fancy me?” I questioned “always baby” I chuckled at her crazy ass; I love her.

Walking into the studio “Rihanna! We have come to a conclusion, please look at this” Jay held out the paper to me “I hope it’s something good” looking down at the paper, this is a lit of songs they like and songs they want on the album, it’s always what they want but actually, they have picked out the songs I would want too “I like it” I breathed out, they have selected what I wanted and I am happy with that “I thought so, we kept the songs you wanted anyways but I think this, this is the music the public will want to hear, I think Diamonds should be lead single” Jay is right “that is my favourite song on the album actually” this song reminds me of Chris, a lot of the songs I have been singing I have had Chris on my mine, always. But Diamonds is our song, it’s got to be. Everything I sing in that song is us “then if you are happy, I am happy. We are happy. I think we can leave Miami and have a rest” I have been waiting on that “thank god, but I think if we can start recording a video for Diamonds then. Start the ideas off and get it rolling, so after my birthday we can plan on album roll out” I still hate Jay Brown but I need to work a long side him, if I don’t then he’s going to make my life hell, equally as I will him but wait till he sees the photoshoot.

To have Chris just there on facetime listening to my album, I would play him all my songs but to let him listen to the album, to have his opinion on it, I want that and I enjoy his feedback “I kind of agree with you, well not kind of but I do. I like Diamonds, it hits the heart when you say I saw the life inside your eyes, I felt it. I felt the emotion, that is deep to be saying that. I love Diamonds, it’s fitting for us” I am so happy he heard Diamonds “you left that song last, main event huh?” nodding my head “yes it is for you, but that is it. That is the album, I don’t have a name for it yet but those are the songs. I did think of you a lot, I thought of us, when the writers came in, they came with songs. I would think does it suit me, does it fit my narrative. These songs do because I felt with Stay, when we was in New York, I wanted you more then you knew and I felt so hurt by you, I wanted you to stay. I love you a lot Chris, it sounds crazy and scary, but I really do. But I am happy so I would say Diamonds, that’s us. We are diamonds” Chris cooed out “not cubic zirconia then?” I snorted “negro please” he likes to be annoying “show me the photoshoot pictures? How did that go” Chris placed his cigarette between his lips “mhmm, I will show you once it’s done” I rather he didn’t, Chris raised an eyebrow “show me, it’s me. Come on, unless you done something crazy?” I mean it probably is to him “maybe, fine. But be ready” I will show him.

“Is that titties!” Chris shouted, he shouted so loud “uh yeah” moving the laptop back, Chris’ mouth hung open “we spoke on this body thing, I told you I want no man seeing you like that and you did that? Like you had some man photo you half naked and now you want the fucking world to see that!?” oh he is not happy “why does it matter if they do?” placing my laptop at the side “it matters because I don’t want people to see you like that!” he is so mad “and they won’t, the text will cover it. Calm down, I promise nobody will but who cares, they can window shop, you own it. I have said this to you, listen with your ears when I say I want to be with you, I don’t care for others. Trust me but I am not putting my body out there. I just don’t care for what others want me to be, so you going to stop shouting?” he is not happy at all, he looked away from the phone “I am not shouting, I just don’t want people seeing you that way” he mumbled “so what if they do, it doesn’t change what I am to you, right?” he shook his head “just make sure nobody else sees that” he is so protective “they won’t, just the small team, that is it” he looked back at the phone “call it Unapologetic, it’s fitting for what you feel about things” raising an eyebrow “you right actually” that is an idea, I could call my album that because it has no name at the moment.

“Well I find your overprotectiveness kind of kinky actually” I know he is grumpy now “you do? I am glad you find it a turn on, but I have been thinking. Can you come before your birthday? Like it sucks I can’t have you around on your birthday but can I before? How long can I have you before?” I smirked thinking “uhm, how long you want me for?” I retorted “long as my bar of soap lasts” I snorted laughing “I am yours; you know. You tell me” I pointed “about three days? Give or take, come to Virginia, but sad part is I am still going to have my leg in this shit so yeah, sorry” I sighed out heavily “then I guess I can ride you, I mean your dick works so yeah but I will come to Virginia, before my birthday then, I will make sure nobody asks for me and we can spend time together. I will look after you” I am going to baby him “scrub my back?” nodding my head slowly “scrub your back but can you do me one thing? Tiny thing?”  he will say no “I am listening Barbadian cherry” he better be “shave” he shook his head “I can’t, I am stuck here Robyn. How can you be demanding to the disabled, but I am excited to see you. Like just to have you here with me. It’s been good to speak to you every day, we just get on so well. I like it, we good. I feel we are getting closer every day and I enjoy it” I am glad he is feeling the same as I do.

[auspicious-lilana]

Two Cats, One Heart (Chat Noir x reader)

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Summary: Y/n Ross and Adrian Agreste are childhood best friends, they’ve been through thick and thin, including losing their mom, and dad. Since then Y/n’s mom made her live with Adrian at his mansion and forever leaving her life. Watch as their lives Change as they become the new heroes of Paris alongside Ladybug and see how Romance sprouts between the two models.

Part 1 |  Part 2 |  Part 3 

Adrian and I were shooting a photoshoot at the park. I had just finished my solo shots and now Adrian was taking his solos with the photographer.

"Magnifico! Super! Come on now, I want to see hunger in your eyes!" The photographer, Vincent exclaimed as one of the make-up artists were fanning me so I won't get my blush smudged by the sweat, it was a really hot day. I only wear a small amount of blush and concealer to make my skin shine while it's on camera since I'm, quote 'a naturally élégante beauté'.  While I was getting fanned, both Adrian and I noticed Marinette, Alya, and a little girl. I quickly grinned and waved as Adrian did the same before Vincent snapped at him to pay attention.

" Bravo! That's it! Give me the smile when your mom brings in spaghetti! Okay! And now, Oh no! Mama dropped the spaghetti! And now, you have to eat the spaghetti off the floor! Oh yes, you're angry! Show me angry, yes, yes, yes!" Vincent exclaimed happily as he went all around Adrian taking pictures.

"Marinette!" the little girl screamed as both Adrian, my make up artist, and Vincent looked at the little girl.

"Ngh! Silenzio!" Vincent said in frustration. I saw marinette and the little girl leave to go somewhere as everyone went back to what we were doing.

"What do you think upset that little girl?" I asked my make up artist, Natasha.

"I'm guessing she really wanted that balloon since she's dragging that classmate of yours there" Natasha said as she quickly tied her long red hair up so she would feel cooler. I looked at the extra fan on the table-meant for Adrian- and picked it up fanning Natasha who looked at me with a grin. "You never really get the concept of your the star and I'm the mere employee working for you"

"Your not just a mere employee, your like a big sister, best make up artist I've ever met. plus, if your going to fan me till I go back to photoshooting, I'm fanning you."

"But--"

"No buts, your human, you get hot too" Natasha sighed and rolled her green eyes.

"Oh no, no! The boy has eaten too much spaghetti! Ugh, we need more energy! More romance! We need...a girl!" I sighed as Natasha helped me up without wrinkling the grey oversized shirt I was wearing tucked into blue shorts as she grabbed my shoulder and looked at my face seeing if something's off before smiling satisfied as she pushed my hair back that was curled by Antonio, my hair stylist. Vincent looked at me impatiently.

"Well? Ms.Y/n, Hurry! My time is too precious to waste"  I got up and walked over to Adrian and who amusingly grinned.

"You heard him, N/n. Don't let his 'precious' time go to waste" He said teasingly as I scoffed and rolled my eyes with a smile. Before I could sit my self next to Adrian, A new akuma began attacking as we both gasped and ran our separate directions. I went over to my tent-where I get ready for the photoshoot- and looked around to look for Alpha.

"Alpha! Come on! paris needs Lady Fox!"

"Paris can wait! The premiere of The Flash can't!" I heard his voice from somewhere in the corner of the room, in one of the boxes. Where can he even watch- I gasped and checked my pockets. He took my phone!

"Alpha!" I yelled warningly. I thought for a second before grinning as I went over to Natasha's desk-she keeps all my snack in a drawer- and took out a packet of brownies I had asked her to bring and opened it as I held it up high. In just a 2 seconds- new record for Alpha- he got attached to my hand trying to pull the brownie out if it. I smirked at Alpha with a raised eyebrow as I let him take the brownie.

"Just to make things clear, my brownie is my number one priority over the flash premiere"  I rolled my eyes as I brought up my bracelet.

"Whatever you say. Alpha! Tails out!" I peaked my head out of the tent to see if anyone is around before I quickly got out of the tent and casually walked side walked before jumping over the fence to see Chat Noir with the akuma.

"Hey Ice Queen, what's with all the terrorizing? Why don't you pick on someone your own temperature?"  Chat said with a smirk as I amusingly watched from afar.

"My name is not Ice Queen! It's Stormy Weather!"

"Listen. I'm feline more generous than usual today. So cool down and we'll call it quits, 'kay?"Chat said with a smirk, sliding down the metal fence. Stormy weather, unamused, threw a gust of strong wind at Chat making him fly back all the way to the streets as I chuckled and jumped over there and landed seeing Chat laying on the ground face first. I laughed as I walked up to him and stretched out a arm to help him up.

"Honestly Kitty, I thought all Cats land on their feet" I said teasingly as Chat dusted himself up as Ladybug joined us.

"Why thanks,mon renard, but I had it covered." Chat said as he kissed my hand as I slightly gasped with a small dust of blush before I took my hand and pushed his face back up by his nose.

"Nice try, but silly charms won't win me over that easily, Kitty" I said practically purring as I recovered from the blush completely.

"No time for flirting you two" Ladybug said seriously.

"We should be expecting lightning storms like right NOW!"Stormy Weather said using her parasol to darken the sky as a lightening was coming down at us I gasped and my first instinct was to push Chat Noir as Ladybug jumped the other way. I lost my footing as we began rolling on each other before we stopped as he kissed my cheek. I blushed heavily as I looked at Chat's grin as I moved his head over to Stormy Weather’s direction as I tried to calm my blush as he got up and Ladybug helped me up.

"You just won yourself a cat fight!" Chat exclaimed as we held our stance ready for a fight.

"Black Ice!" Stormy Weather used her parasol to coat the streets with thick ice as Chat and Ladybug began slipping around I managed to stay balanced. Guess those figure skating classes paid off. Stormy Weather then sent a blast a wind pushing as really hard as Ladybug grabbed a pole with her yoyo as she grabbed my arm and I soon grabbed Chat's tail to keep him from also blowing away.

"Gotcha, Kitty"I said as the wind stayed for a few seconds before we dropped on the ground groaning. We soon got up to see Stormy Weather headed somewhere.

"A little Cat Noir will take the wind out of her sails!" Chat said but before we began to leave I quickly grabbed his tails and held him back.

"Whoa, kitty kitty. You better think before you leap." I teasingly said as I let go of his tail as he stumbled a little before he began petting his tail.

"You have a plan?" Ladybug and I glanced at each other and smirked. No words needed to be said as we thought the same thing, one of the things that makes ladybug and I get along so well.

"Just follow our lead."  Ladybug said as she took one side of a building as Chat took the other and I took the middle way. When we got to Stormy Weather, Ladybug jumped and spun her yoyo to attack as Chat did the same with his staff from the opposite as I jumped on a car using it as a ramp as I began to spin my staff to attack.

"Not you again!" Stormy Weather said annoyed as she used her parasol to cause a fiery wind shooting us back along with a whole bunch of other vehicles. We managed to land before we all gasped and started dodging the cars about to it us before we managed to get back together before a bus was coming hard in our direction. ladybug pulled as both close and spun her yoyo widely around us cutting through the bus so we remained safe. The yoyo stopped and hit chat's head.

"Ow!" I giggled as Ladybug sheepishly chuckled as Chat looked up at us-kneeling in pain, rubbing his head- with a mad pout. After a minute ladybug stood on a chair sliding open the top window as Chat used his staff to help her out before helping himself up as I then used my staff to help myself up and leap out of the bus as we talked about what could've caused her akuma.

"Maybe she's got some anger issues!" Ladybug suggested as we ran down the street.

"Or she didn't pass her driving test!"

"or she's like my kawami  and got upset because she missed some premiere of her favorite show?" I suggested.

"Hello, viewers! Here's the latest forecast for the first day of summer. Looks like Mother Nature had a change of plans. Summer vacation is officially over!" Stormy Weather said through a cracked screen as we stopped to watch it.

"Already? But I look so good in a swimsuit." As Chat said that ladybug and I looked at him with a unamused look as he just gave us a silly smile and wiggled his eyebrows.

"The cat suit will do, thanks." I said with a wink.

"At least now we know where she is" Ladybug said as we looked at each other and ran to the news studio. While we were entering Chat stopped to see a billboard of a girl and a parasol.

"Hey! That girl reminds me of someone!"  Chat exclaimed.

"It's her! The akuma must be in her parasol!" Ladybug said as I nodded. While the screen continued to show Stormy Weather we went up to the door and saw it locked before we all stepped back and kicked the door open quickly going into a fighting stance to see nobody was there.

"It's a recording!" I exclaimed looking around. We saw Stormy Weather behind us laughing as we quickly turned around before she shot a lightening at a large lighting above us before we all jumped out of the way as she got the lights off in the entire building leaving it in pitch dark.

"Frosty the Snowgirl is getting away!" Chat exclaimed as I looked at him with my night vision. As foxes are predators who hunt at night, it's only natural for me to have night vision. I looked over to see Ladybug tripping. "Oh, Do I hear a damsel in distress?" Chat teasingly said as I held Ladybug arm helping her up.

" Some of us don't have night vision like you two, Thanks Lady Fox"  Ladybug held on to my arm as Chat grabbed my hand.

"Just hold onto my arm, Ladybug. Promise I won't bite" I said teasingly. I saw Ladybug roll her eyes.

"Ah ha ha. let's just get going" We led Ladybug up the stairs. "Okay, that's enough. I think I can manage to--" Ladybug said pulling her arm away from us.

"DUCK!" Chat exclaimed as Ladybug narrowly missed the fire extinguisher Stormy Weather had thrown.

"--follow your lead on this one." Ladybug changed what she was about to say as she reached for my arm again as we continued up the stairs following Stormy Weather outside to the roof.

"You airheads! You fell right into my trap" Stormy Weather exclaimed as Ladybug let go of my arm as Chat and I kept our hands intertwined unknowing to us. "There's no way out! Party's over, fools!"

"Let's see--" As I began to raise my hand as I saw my hand still being held my Chat as I threw him a look as a small blush coated my face as he nervously chuckled and let go. "Let's see about that, Stormy!" I finished off shaking the blush off.

"Lucky Charm!"Ladybug exclaimed.

"A bath towel? What am I supposed to do with this?" Ladybug said as she held a ladybug spotted bath towel.

"Great. So, we're about to be obliterated, but... At least we'll be dry." Chat said sarcastically.

"Hold your whiskers" I said as Ladybug looked around with her Ladybug vision.

"Hail!" Stormy Weather yelled as it began to hail while Chat and I spun our staff covering Ladybug.

"So what's the plan for getting the akuma back? our arm's starting to get a cramp!" Chat yelled out.

"See that sign over there? Check it out!" Ladybug grinned to Chat.

"All right! Cataclysm!" Chat activated his special power as I kept spinning. " Hey, Coldilocks! Is that all you got?"  Stormy Weather attacks Cat Noir with lightning, but he dodges. He uses his Cataclysm to make the billboard fall down, its aim toward Stormy Weather. She blasts a hole in it and Ladybug wraps her yo-yo around Stormy Weather's ankle. Ladybug takes off running under pipes and against a crane before jumping over an HVAC. Opening the towel, Ladybug soars in the air, pulling down Stormy Weather. The speed at which she falls and the angle of the crane cause her to lose her parasol. I  caught it and  tossed it to Ladybug.

"Get out of here, you nasty bug." Ladybug said as she snapped the parasol in half releasing the akuma. " No more evildoing for you, little akuma. Time to de-evilize!" Ladybug catched the akuma with her yoyo. "Gotcha!" Ladybug closed her yoyo purifying the akuma. "Bye bye, little butterfly." Ladybug said as she released the pure white butterfly. "Miraculous Ladybug!" Ladybug threw the bath towel in the air as it spread around paris fixing the damage we caused during the fight,as if it never happened as Stormy Weather turns back to herself.

"Uh, what am I doing up here?" Aurore asked confused on the roof ground.

"Pound it!" We all exclaimed fist bumping.

*** I changed back to myself as I ran as fast as I could to make it in time for the photoshoot. I can't worry Adrian.

"Step on it, Y/n!" alpha said from my bag, peeking out.

"I am! Now shush and go back in!" I made a quick turn and saw Adrian who quickly grinned as he spot me.

"N/n! your okay!" I came up to them panting.

"y-yeah! I am!"

"You should've hidden somewhere nearby, N/n" Adrian said chuckling. I would've, but Chat was here so I had to change back to myself somewhere not nearby. Stupid Cat.

"Yeah hehe"  The rest of the day was spent with the photographer taking pictures of me and Adrian, some posing, some Adrian and I were teasing one another leaving us in fits of laughter. This has got to be one of my favorite photoshoots so far. Can't wait to go tell Maya about this!

[btsrmono]

Trial & Error | chapter 11

Main Pairing: (jimin): student/idol x (main): foreign student 

Side Pairs: main x taehyung, main x (nct) jaehyun Warning: • Alcohol consumption

PART 10

It had been a whole hour of just you and Kayla sitting in the waiting room. About 15 after Heejin’s group was called back, a company rep came to talk to Jinsoul, taking her to the back again for God knows what, leaving you two up to nothing but waiting.

“I wonder what’s going on back there,” Kayla muttered, making you look up from your phone.

 “Well,” you started. “Everyone else from their groups left, isn’t this a good sign?”

Sighing, she leaned back in her chair. “I hope.”

Soon enough, time had passed and they both came back out with a black folder, multiple papers inside. They made it. They actually made it.

You guys kept your cool while everyone collected their items to go but the second you stepped outside, you all screamed and hugged each other in excitement. To celebrate, you offered to take everyone out for lunch on you before catching a cab and heading to the nearest A Twosome Place.

The entire lunch you guys couldn’t stop talking loudly amongst yourselves and laughing. The overall mood was very joyful and you were so proud of both Heejin and Jinsoul. 

After a while, you guys headed out to shop for the party and before you all knew it, the day was getting late and it was time to get ready. Jinsoul invited you guys back to her place to wash up and change.

Entering her bedroom, Heejin couldn’t help but to make a comment. “Wow, so you guys are both rich.”

Jinsoul chuckled at her, raising her eyebrows. “What?”

“It’s nothing,” you waved it off, shaking your head.

“I had no idea you guys were neighbors,” Kayla stated, taking her purse off. 

Jinsoul also started to take off her purse as she replied. “Yeah, it’s actually how we met.” She paused, genuinely smiling but pouting at you as if she missed you. Which, you did too, you would be lying if you said you didn’t miss having her chaotic ass around.

Suddenly, you heard Heejin gasp as she picked up something on Jinsoul’s vanity. “You have Gucci’s Bloom?”

“Yes, you can spray some on tonight,” she replied, walking into her bathroom and plugging up her flat iron. “You guys, start getting ready, we’re already running late.”

“You’re right, come on you guys,” you agreed. You all then started changing and rushing around the room to borrow things from each other. 

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“Let me use the damn mirror, you’ve been staring at yourself for hours, y/n,” Kayla jokingly complained as she shoved you out of the way. 

“Sorry I don’t want to look ugly, ma'am!”

“Impossible!” you heard Jinsoul yell from her closet, making you giggle.

Heejin stood from Jinsoul’s bean bag, trying to get in view of the mirror as well. “You were hogging it earlier too, Kayla, can I get a chance?”

You laughed, agreeing with Heejin, as it was true. This made Kayla roll her eyes. “Whatever,” she mumbled. 

Jinsoul’s closet light turned off, followed by her walking out. “Ladies, we all look gorgeous, let’s not fight. You know what pretty people do when they look pretty? They take pictures! Everybody say ‘Cheese!’” 

She pulled out her camera and you all took group selfies and pictures of each other. When that was over, you guys finally headed to the party. 

~

Upon arriving to the place, the door was wide open, allowing anyone to walk into the dimly lit dimension. The home was huge and in an area where each house had a good amount of space between each other. It was very modern and chic with plush furniture and expensive art pieces throughout the living room. 

You weren’t going to lie, you missed going to parties, especially back at home. You had been working hard all school year, maybe this was your chance to finally let loose. Seeing all of the people surrounding you at that moment, you found that it wasn’t going to be hard to. 

“Hey, you guys finally made it!”

You turned your head to the distant sound as you saw Johnny approaching you all, pushing his way through the crowd. Not too soon later, he was standing right in front of the group and gave you all quick hugs. 

“Your house is beautiful,” Heejin said in awe.

Johnny shook his head, quickly dismissing this. “It’s not mine, it’s my uncle’s. He and his wife took a trip abroad for the holiday’s. It’s mine tonight though! Ha ha.”

“Yeah, well either way it’s gorgeous,” you added. 

“You’re gorgeous,” he jokingly flirted, making you all chuckle lightly. “Y/n, I’m honestly surprised to see you here,” he noted. “So glad you could make it out tonight.”

“Yeah, well tonight’s kind of a celebration,” you yelled over the music, smiling at both Heejin and Jinsoul.

“Damn right it is!” Johnny exclaimed. “With Winter break right around the corner? What’s a better way to get pumped up? This is just a preview of what’s to come.” You all laughed as he waved his hand, beginning to move. “Follow me.”

You all followed him into what appeared to be the kitchen area. Chips, dips, drinks and snacks were all set up in a nicely, organized fashion. Not to mention the multiple rows of shots that were pre-lined up for anyone to take. You looked at the guy standing next to the table, whom appeared to be in charge of re-filling new cups with a shot each time someone took one. 

Johnny saw you looking at the glasses, causing him to smirk. “Ladies,” he started. “Who wants to be the first to kick it off?”

Without even a doubt, you were quick to take a shot and down it, the hard liquor only hitting your throat for a split second, not making it too bad. “Damn, no lime?” you complained.

Johnny started to laugh hysterically, patting your back gently. “Woooww, I knew you had it in you, y/n. Don’t be shy, take another. All of you!”

The other girls smiled as they shrugged and did as told, Johnny picking one up as well. “Okay you guys. To Winter Break!” he said.

“To Winter Break!”

You all cheered then threw your head backs, drinking up every drop in the small glasses.

“That was gross!” Heejin exclaimed, wheezing.

“Aw, come on, it’s all apart of the fun,” Jinsoul remarked.

Johnny quickly pointed at her, agreeing. “See, that’s the spirit.” He giggled before dismissing myself. “Well, if you ladies don’t mind, I have a party to host. I will catch up with you all in a bit!” And just like that, he walked off to greet more people. 

Jinsoul turned to us as soon as Johnny left, her face dead straight. “Well, I’m going, too. I’ll be back.”

“Going where?” Heejin asked.

Jinsoul slightly rolled her eyes. “I didn’t come here to have fun, I came to figure something out.” The thought of whatever was going on in her mind looked like it was stressing her. Stressing her enough to make her pick up another shot glass and drink it. She smacked the glass back down on the counter and looked you all in the eyes sternly. “Like I said, I’ll be back.” She then turned on her heels and was quickly lost in the crowd.

“I wonder what that’s about,” you stated, worried about your friend. 

Kayla huffed, randomly rolling her eyes. “Whatever. I just wish there was some weed here, I’m not much of a drinker.”

This made Heejin’s eyes widen, as she looked around, hoping that no one else heard that. “Weed, Kayla? Are you out of your mind?”

Kayla looked at her absurdly, just as you noticed a guy sitting on the couch, watching you from afar. 

He was cute and you had noticed him from somewhere but you weren’t sure exactly where. School, duh, but you wanted to know his name. You knew you knew it, it just wasn’t coming to you at the moment. 

Suddenly, the boy blushed, noticing that you too were now staring. You didn’t know why, but you could barely pull yourself to take your eyes off of him now that he had your attention. 

“I think sometimes you forget I’m from America. It’s normal there, sweetie. Tell her, y/n.”

You shook your head, taking her side even though you were still distracted by the cute guy. “I mean, it’s true,” you said. “It is.” 

Kayla’s eyes widened, a smile growing on her face as she seemed to remember something. “Wait! Isn’t Minjun here? I could have sworn I seen it on his Snap.”

“Minjun?!” Heejin screeched. “What do you want from Minjun?”

Lee Minjun. A trainee from Starship that attends SOPA but on the low, somehow always has something illegal that he sells to students as a side hustle. You always worried for him in the back of your mind because you knew how crucial Korean laws were and that if he wanted to be an idol, his dreams would be over in an instant if he were to ever get caught. But would could you do about it? You hardly knew the guy aside from having mutual friends. He did what he had to do to pay his trainee debts and for that, you couldn’t judge.

“He’s my plug. Come on, I know he has some.”

Heejin looked beyond puzzled, almost kind of mad at this point. “HE’S YOUR WHAT? You do that shit? God, It’s like I don’t even know who you are...”

You and Kayla laughed at her ridiculesness. She was such a goody two shoes, it was actually quite cute. “You are so dramatic, darling. Let’s go, you’ll love it.” She started to pull Heejin before asking if you wanted to come, to which you denied. You, instead, wanted to go speak with the cute boy whom was still staring at you on the couch.

They walked away, looking for Minjun as you grabbed a red solo cup full of a red punch alcohol mix before heading over to the couch. As you approached him, the guys demeanor didn’t change at all. He was very cool.

“It’s about time you came over,” he said to you, grinning.

You took a spot next to him, tilting your head. “Your eyes were burning holes through my head, had to come see what the fuss was, sir.”

His eyebrow arched as he stifled out a cackle. “I must say, I like the formalites.”

“I use them often with strangers,” you replied, swiftly taking a sip of your drink. The alcohol was strong but at that time, it didn’t bother you. Your goal was to at least get tipsy.

The boy next to you sucked in a breath. “Ooh,” he started. “‘Strangers’, that hurt.” He jokingly placed his hand on his chest as you laughed.

He was so attractive. From the clear skin, to the dimples, to the deep voice. You’d be foolish to not find this man hot. “Well, do we know each other?” you asked.

He softly shrugged. “I suppose not... But I’m Jaehyun.”

It finally hit you. All he needed was to say his name for you to finally recognize him. Your mouth partially dropped when you noticed who you were speaking to. The Jaehyun. He was legitimately almost everyone’s crush at school, for sure one of the names you heard someone speak about almost everyday. Now you were wondering why he was sitting on the couch all alone. The two times you recall seeing him around, he was always with a crowd of people. Maybe it was for no reason that he was alone, but still, it shocked you. This information made you take another sip as you started to feel a slight buzz.

“Wow,” was all you could say.

He smiled awkwardly, brushing his hand through his hair. “I, uhm...”

“Well.” You took one more sip, looking away quickly, trying to return to your cool self. “Well... I’m y/n. I’m somewhat new to this area, ha to this country, I should say--”

“I know,” he cut you off. “Everyone knows you. You know you’re popular right?”

You’ve always been popular. Not so much because you were, like, funny or anything but because you were pretty. You knew it, it was nothing to be ashamed of. In a way. However, you were not fully, fully aware that you were popular at your new school. But now that he said it, you realized that scenario would make a lot of sense. Most of your main friends were popular and with that Taehyung rumor getting spread... Yeah, you were dumb not to realize it sooner.

You coughed, thinking to change the subject. You did not want to face that fact right now. “S-s-so you’re like... Aren’t you Johnny’s bandmate?”

He laughed, recognizing that you were nervous. “Yeah, I am.” He looked at you closely, gracefully lifting his arm to gently push a strand of hair that was in your eye out the way, tucking it behind you ear. He then took a swig of the drink that was in his left hand as you couldn't help but to blush, also following up with another sip.

After talking to Jaehyun for a while, he decided to take you around the house, introducing you to some of his other friends. He was seriously the most chill and interesting guy you had yet to hang out with there. 

Also you guys were drinking. Like a lot. After an hour of shots and alcohol, there was no denying that you were both tipsy at this point. Most of you guys were but you were still managing to have fun.

You were sitting on Jaehyun’s lap as Mingyu, one of Jaehyun’s friends, spoke up as you were all sat in a circle on the corner floor, playing Uno, to declare a new game he wanted to play. “Guys listen up!” he shouted at the group. “It’s a bit of a cliche but why don’t we play Spin the Bottle?”

Everyone laughed, looking around at each other. You, for whatever reason, couldn’t stop laughing. Maybe it was the drinks, but you found everything to be more funny than it was those past two hours. 

“What?” Eunah, another SOPA student, grumbled. “What’s this moron talking about?” She shook her head, taking a smoke out of her vape pen.

“Hear me out,” Mingyu started, defending himself. 

You laughed even harder, almost falling out of Jaehyun’s lap. To your luck, he smoothly caught you, still looking at Mingyu. “Yah,” he said. “Why play that when I can just do this?” Turning to you, he placed his hand on the back of your hair and placed his lips on yours. For a moment, you stopped laughing, your eyes widening as the friends around you gasped. Some, even boosting it on and chanting out “KISS, KISS, KISS!” Once again, you started to laugh.

But soon after, Jaehyun deepened the kiss, gripping onto your hair even tighter, making you abruptly gain a fluttering feeling in the pit of your stomach. You started to kiss him back, more seriously this time. When people around you guys that weren’t even playing the game with your group started to pull out their phones to record, Jaehyun stopped and turned to his friends. “Please excuse us,” he said to them, standing and taking your hand in his. You didn’t even have to think twice about what was about to happen, you just knew you wanted to do whatever he was thinking so you quickly stood up as he lead you guys upstairs, leaving everyone downstairs shook and curious.

The second you guys found an empty hall, Jaehyun took you by your waist, pushing you against a wall to resume kissing again for a few seconds before deciding to take it to a bedroom instead, opening the nearest door.

Unfortunately though, it seemed another couple had beat you guys to the punch already. When you both saw this, you two quickly apologized to the pair although they seemed too busy making out to notice. Jaehyun looked at you and you both started to giggle at the scenario taking place. 

You guys moved on to find another room to get back to what you were doing when out of the blue, you were stopped by a fuming Jinsoul brushing past you. Now you were utterly confused. 

“You lying piece of shit!” she screeched, storming over to the bed. This one definitely caught the pairs attention this time and it was only then that you realized the man on the bed. 

It was Jacob. Fucking Jacob.

Jinsoul proceeded to cussing him out and she was not holding back. You couldn’t blame her. And you were still at an intermediate level with Korean so her temper mixed with her fast talking meant you could barely understand anything. But with the few words you were able to recognize, it didn’t take a genius to figure out that she was mad. Big mad. 

“Whoa,” Jaehyun spoke up, his jaw hanging, yours as well. You may have been drunk and clinging onto the closest wall to support yourself from falling but you was a hundred percent aware of how serious the situation was. 

“Baby, please,” Jacob begged, trying to put his shirt back on.

“Don’t ‘baby’ me, asshole! This is the shit you do when I trust you for five seconds?”

The girl that he was totally about to dick down rapidly put her clothes back on and ran past Jinsoul, exiting the room. “Yeah, you better leave, you slut!” She turned back to Jacob and marched over to him, raising her hand and then suddenly slapped in him in the face. 

He held the red mark she freshly created as she yelled at him even more. “ ‘I have practice,’ ‘I can't make it, babe,’ ‘I don’t feel good,’ ‘I’m sick’. Well, you know what? I’m sick too, sick of your lying ass! You really thought I wasn’t going to find out? You’re not very good at covering your traces--just F.Y.I.”

The yelling on top of the pounding  music and you drinking was beginning to be a bit too much. You almost fell, your grip on the wall becoming weaker and weaker. Jaehyun saw this and caught you as Jinsoul continued to scream at Jacob in the background. 

“Hey, you okay?” Jaehyun asked you.

You nodded your head slowly. “Yeah, I just--” Almost tumbling again, you couldn’t get the words out of your mouth, your eyelids getting heavier by the second. He lifted you up even more, trying to keep you from hurting yourself. 

“Maybe you should sit down,” he suggested. 

“N-no, no, I’m fine,” you uttered, trying to convince him and yourself that you were stable. 

“Y/n!”

With the rest of the energy you had left in your body, you looked to your left, spotting your friend rushing over to you. You thought maybe it was your mind playing games on you because no way he was here right now.

“Jimin? What the hell?” you whispered to yourself. Didn’t he say he had a fan sign event to be at this weekend so he’d be out of town?

“I’ve been looking for you. Are you alright?”

“I think she’s, uh... had too much to drink,” Jaehyun told him.

Jimin turned, looking at Jaehyun irritably. “What, and you let her get like this?”

“Are you serious?” Jaehyun barked back. “We were all drinking, Einstein, it’s a goddamn party! Nobody here is sober.”

You rolled your eyes, feeling tired. “Guys, I’m fine stop arguing.”

“You’re not fine, you’re a mess,” Jimin yelled at you. “We’re leaving.”

“Really, I am fine, I am!”

Except you weren’t. Because before you knew it, your eyes completely closed as you fell to the ground, immediately drifting off into a slumber. 

A/N: Whew hey guys I’m sorry I took so long again lol life caught up with me! But alas! All of this drama!! See how this follows up next chapter <3

PART 12

[calypsoff]

Twenty Three.

I always assume that if you go on a private jet then you don’t need to go through security but boy am I wrong, I just feel like they see I have a record and then they do extra searches, but it only happens sometimes, hopefully I can go through this smoothly. Staring at the paparazzi from afar, I don’t get how they know she was coming, was it set up or do they just wait around and then see if they can find someone famous, imagine if something kicks off now while I got searched, they will take all the pictures of it “Miss Rihanna, come here beautiful” the lady said to her, she seems so nice but I got a feeling I am going to have the white guy that looks like a dickhead “just walk through here for me please beautiful” how many times is she going to say beautiful “Robyn will have no issues, she breezes by” Mel said behind me “clearly” I mumbled “sir!” the white guy of course shouted me, taking in a deep breath “walking through here please” nodding my head “stand to the side of me, arms out” putting my arms out, they ain’t going to find anything on me anyways, I am not that stupid. I don’t even have cigarettes on me, I be scared like that. I just don’t want that headache for me or for Robyn “here” he waved me over, stepping out of the machine. Robyn is already done “step here sir” slowly walking over to him “arms out, do you have anything you shouldn’t” I mean he knows damn well I went in the machine “nope” lifting my arms “legs apart” this gives me war flashbacks to jail, this is just painful. He started to pat my leg “I ain’t got anything, you know that” I know he does “we need to do these checks, with your criminal background” rolling my eyes, I will need to accept this because it will always happen for me.

Walking back over to Robyn with my trey of stuff “was you enjoying the hand movements that much?” Mel chuckled “yeah, he enjoyed touching my balls” placing the tray at the side of Robyn “I could have gone back to Texas and not have this issue” I know Robyn is side eyeing me “I wish they locked you up now” I snorted laughing “I bet there is some real thug dudes, were there some real big niggas there? I need a thug” Mel is crazy “so you want a murderer?” putting my sneakers on “murder this pussy yes, did you ever you know? I mean men there are horny” I can’t believe we having the conversation in the middle of the airport “why does everyone like to ask that, no I didn’t and it didn’t happen to me either” shaking my head “you would make a pretty bitch too” Mel is stupid “no wonder he doesn’t want to come with us anywhere when you be asking him things like that” Robyn spoke up, took her time “well I am just asking, can’t help it” Robyn grabbed my other sneaker for me “awww look at wifey prepping your sneaker, why don’t you dress him?” I chuckled “when are you proposing Chris?” I groaned out “woman!” I spat “can we drop Mel off in the ocean or something, you want marriage already?” shaking my head.

Laid out on the bed that was made for me, this is dope though but I am tired “do you think I am wifey material?” Robyn asked, that was random of her, but this is coming from the fact I was telling Mel to shut up “why are you asking me this?” I would like to know why she is saying this now “because I am asking, do you think I am? Would you marry me” rubbing my chin smiling “I don’t think I can afford you yet, don’t play me like that stupid” I wish she wouldn’t “men don’t think I am, they find me sexually pleasing and want to fuck me but that is it. But wife material? You think that is me?” she is so difficult “I see you being in my life long time, see what issues you caused. Robyn ignore Mel, marriage is a big thing. It doesn’t mean I don’t want too, just that we need to just take time with things like that” I swear to god, now she wants me to start proposing “but one day?” nodding my head “one day, when I can afford you” I grinned, I can’t afford Rihanna. No way in hell I can afford her, she is out of my reach right now. I need to hold my own “when can you afford me? I am priceless” I groaned out “when I can go back to Texas and do some things, now please” women, I swear I wouldn’t accept this bullshit from anyone, she lucky. Robyn just gets a hold of one thing and then doesn’t let it go.

I was going to go to sleep but Barry and TJ both facetimed me, they are in the same apartment but on different phones on facetime “you look so annoyed, you not missing us?” shaking my head “y’all niggas are weird but yeah, I will be in New York for a while but then I will be back. I know my son’s miss me with their whole heart” TJ looks a mess “is Tina there?” shaking my head “no why?” TJ squinted his eyes “you’re lying show me! Tell Tina I miss her mouth” I snorted laughing “nigga shut the fuck up, Tina ain’t here and I am not saying that to anyone” I am glad I have my headphones in “show us!” he shouted, flipping the camera and then showing the jet, aiming the camera at Robyn and Mel “that is it” TJ looks disappointed “is Mel single?” Barry asked and I shook my head “I am not having you dating these women just to be dicks. I am not having it” I will refuse “what the fuck!? Help a nigga out, she fine as hell” I will not help Barry “I don’t care, I will refuse to help. Do it yourself” Barry groaned out “you dumb but get Rihanna to help us, get her to wear our clothing line? Do something for us, she can get Drake to wear it! Nigga” they on this again “I am not that type of guy, we can do it on our own can we not?” TJ chuckled “then post something! You got fanpages, yo. I showed Barry, there is a page called ChrisBreezy right, it’s a fanpage of you, and they have these random pictures of you, you need to post about it then! You so damn lazy” TJ got a point “I really do though?” that is interesting “yes, check it out. I follow it, you got pussy. If you and Robyn don’t be, then you will get others” I chuckled “that ain’t happening but I will check that shit out, I ain’t even notice it” girls really like me like that “they made your mugshot into some sexual shit, I died laughing” I snorted laughing.

I am impressed, Robyn has a apartment I never knew of until now and this shit is amazing “damn” I said to myself “holy shit, Chris. You made it through the tour and is still with my sister” Rorrey came over to me, dapping him “I was close, good seeing you. Are you staying here too?” I am amazed but this place “yes I am boss, good that you came out. You and I can go out. Spend some brother in law time together in the club, watch a little sport together, mingle” nodding my head “I am doing for that” Robyn came into my eye view “can I borrow my boyfriend, thank you” Rorrey laughed moving back “follow me to the bedroom, give you the tour” follow behind Robyn “I didn’t know you had this? You never mentioned it?” she could have said “I know, but I want to be close to you. So I got this and I got the home in California. So this is our bedroom, we. Well I have the biggest room here of course, own bathroom and all that but I do need to go. I think my baby is coming quicker then qw thought” looking around the room “cool, are you going to be ok? If you need me, to talk too then call me. I can’t believe you are actually doing this, like you are so strong” she shrugged “it’s nothing, I am here for Noella, it’s not about me. But thank you, for being here and don’t listen to my brother he is stupid” I chuckled “I got you, call me when the baby comes” wrapping my arms around Robyn “I love you Chris, thank you” rubbing her back “I love you more” pressing a kiss to the top of her head, she is so strong for doing this.

“We are free!” Rorrey shouted “Chris, come here. This is my cousin Teejay, Teejay this is Robyn’ boyfriend. He is a good man, he puts up with Robyn, so he is good” walking towards both Rorrey and TeeJay “hey” shaking his hand “good meeting you, auntie spoke on you. She say you a bad boy, all the tattoos” letting an oh “I mean, I wouldn’t say I am a bad boy but I get caught up in the wrong thing I guess” Rorrey held out a Corona bottle out to me “no thank you, I don’t like beer like that. Robyn and I can the rest of you, you all like beer a lot” they drink a lot of it I can see “you weak, you need to get into it, but how about we go out. I think we need to take you out, shall we cousin?” Robyn did state don’t listen to my brother he is stupid, but then if I don’t I will be sat here alone, that would be stupid “what you thinking?” I wonder where he wants to go, I mean I am not with Robyn so I can relax “forty forty club, I can get us some VIP space. Robyn name comes in handy then” I chuckled “I get what you mean, cool. I will get changed and then we can go” turning around “also don’t tell Robyn, she told me to keep you inside, she thinks you’re her pet. Women!” of course Robyn told him that I can’t.

I haven’t been to a club in a while, it’s weird in a good way. I mis this vibe actually and this nigga got us VIP, I am liking this. And I swear I saw Ja Rule here, I loved him. This shit is so surreal “I don’t get why my sister doesn’t want you out, like I would like you do anything? I am here with you” Rorrey said in my ear “and also none of these girls compare to your sister, I got the diamond, these are just cubic zirconia” Rorrey busted out laughing, bopping my head to the music “good, good. This is why I fucks with you; I know you a good guy” Rorrey got all his weight on me “I didn’t expect him to be here” Rorrey moved away from me “who?” I questioned, he pointed across from us. I can barely see actually “Rakim, aye! Nigga!” he started shouting, that nigga gripped Robyn’ butt. I ain’t forget and I don’t care who the hell he is and what entourage he got right now, putting my hand up “leave him there, he touched your sister like that bro” is he stupid “oh that was a joke? Robyn said it was” of course she is going to tell him that, he doesn’t even know that his sister went through a miscarriage “I don’t fuck with that” downing my drink seeing that pussy ass motherfucker, this nigga looks like a girl. He is small as fuck too, what the fuck was Robyn doing with him. I am pissed, he shouldn’t have touched my girl the way he did either.

I have been texting Robyn while in the club, I admitted to her where I am. I ain’t no liar either, but I think I am about ready to go since that female ass came. Looking down at Robyn’ text.

Twin: Poppa! What did I say about listening to my brother! Long as you are having fun and don’t come back late. Noella is still trying to give birth so it’s a long night! Send help

Robyn is strong as fuck, to be in that kind of environment knowing what you went through but she is there. I can only imagine how bored she is, she is a good woman.

Chris: I will but to be honest shit just turned wack!! I rather be with you

Pressing send on the message and locking my phone “I am going to the bathroom” I said to Rorrey, I think he heard what I said. He just nodded his head at me, not sure if that was to the song or me. Stuffing my phone in my pocket, pushing my way through the crowd. I mean I am not going to do anything to him because Robyn wouldn’t be happy if I did but just to walk by him annoys me, I want to punch him and wipe that smile from his face. Taking in a sharp breath, walking by him and his hooligan peers just doing the post, I know Robyn and I know he isn’t her type. That is me, I am her type. She loves a nigga like me, that is on period but let me just go to the toilet and do my thing “oh sorry” this girl just hugged me as we hit into each other, not sure if it was intentional because I wasn’t looking “it’s cool” I rather she didn’t touch me, she bit her bottom lip as I broke away from her. New York girls really don’t care at all “you not got a number!” she shouted, looking behind “I don’t do mobiles sorry but search for me on Rihanna’ Instagram” I winked at her, she gasped staring at me that I even said that.

It’s like Rakim is being in my face today, I stepped out of the bathroom and he is right that with that stupid smile “oh shit, you’re Rihanna’ new nigga” he pointed at me, this nigga is not funny “you’re the nigga she left” I pointed back “oh you got jokes” he said laughing “I do” I mumbled “Robyn mothering you huh, she got to hold your hand through this shit you get what I mean? She has to feed you? She your mother” licking my lips trying to not act out, that is not me now “say that without a bodyguard though” I said “you don’t want to fuck with a Harlem nigga country boy” I chuckled nodding my head “whatever, you a funny dude” holding my hand out to him “likewise to you, I am joking with you” Rakim said it was a joke but he bitter because I said Robyn left him, Rakim placed his hand in mine like a truce but I don’t do that type of shit over here. I was going to pull him toward me and headbutt him, but I stopped myself stepping back, he walked by me to go to the toilets. Walking off and looked behind me, he went into the bathroom without his bodyguard. Patting my pockets, acting like I forgot something. Turning back around and went into the toilets, there is that dumb nigga “you don’t know about these country niggas though” Rakim turned around as he zipped his pants up “you-” before he could even speak I punched him “you don’t touch my girl again” Rakim came at me and pushed me back but I gripped him back and shoved him back into the stall “it was a fucking joke, you don’t know who you fucking with! Dumb nigga” punching him again as he was on the floor. I turned away from him and made a quick break for it, I am not waiting around. I won’t be waiting for his people or any of that mob of his, turning off and making my way out of the club, all I know is that he should never touch my girl like that again.

It was a whole process to get back into Robyn’ apartment, I have no code or key for this place and I had to get the doorman to do it for me and he did eventually, which took him half hour “Chris!? What the fuck” oh Rorrey is back, looking behind me on the couch “you attacked Rocky, why!? He came at me” I can’t really say why “nigga he touched your sister like that, he touched my girl that way too, I don’t fuck with that” getting gup from the couch “Chris, I get it, but the police know. He gave your name in, I tried to calm it down, but you need to just give yourself in. He snitched because he knows you got a record” I should have known “fuck it, let them come and get me” I shrugged “it’s better if you just give yourself in, for my sister’ sake. He snitched, he is a fucking snitch we know that” I really couldn’t care less, walking off to the bedroom.