#the dryer at my old place was huge and loud but there's 2 here and they're both widdle and quiet

[batteredmettle-archive]

so i work at a different place now, still doing the same shit bc i actually love doing screenprinting (even if i haven’t done a lot of printing yet)

and i get nervous bc it’s a new place and i’m just a tweeft

but i walk in and the speakers are fucking blaring bfmv, fob, really vulgar rap, that kinda shit

and, as a utahn with a sailor mouth, i just felt a weight lift from my shoulders

i can now say “fuck” at work

[silverdelirium]

STICKY WASHING MACHINE | D.M

summary: draco fucks scorpius’ nanny on the laundry room

warnings: breeding kink, rough sex.

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“so do you accept?” asked draco to the girl who only stared at him with mouth slightly agape. “i-i mean i guess” she replied, not meeting his eyes.

“see you on monday then” nodded draco and turned on his heel, walking away.

y/n really didn’t know how they ended up on the topic of her being draco malfoy’s son’s nanny. it really wasn’t much work, a three year old baby just needed attention, food and sleep. but still, me out of all people? she thought, why did i even agree?

but here she was, beaming at the sight of scorpius’ new drawing which consisted on draco’s exaggerated tall figure, y/n and scorp. she sometimes felt bad that astoria was never in the picture, in every sense. she had left draco after scorpius turned 3 months old and never came back, draco explained this when they first reencountered, apparently it never really affected him. considering it was an arranged marriage.

“wow baby this is so good, i bet you’re gonna be an artist some day!” you exclaimed at him. he giggled and turned pink but a loud yawn cut his smile off. “i think it’s time for your nap, come on” she said, standing up and dusting off her skirt, scorpius holding up his arms.

y/n settled scorpius on bed and he was asleep in seconds, she chuckled and just snuggled the blanket closer to him. her eye caught a peek of scorpius’ laundry basket. sure, she was just a nanny that was supposed to take care of the child and that was it, the clothes were the elf’s work. but scorpius was terrified of them so draco took care of his clothes, y/n decided to just take his clothes to the laundry room and throw them inside the washing machine.

as y/n made her way to the laundry room, draco came through the fireplace that was at the whole other wing of the manor, making y/n unconscious of his presence.

draco gave a big sigh and immediately entered the kitchen for a glass of wine, opening up the cabinet that had one of the bottles opened already, courtesy of draco’s previous stress.

he knew scorpius must be asleep, taking notice of the silence that resonated through the manor’s atmosphere. in his midst of thinking, a few drops spilled from the rim his cup when he inclined it too harshly, making them spill on his white shirt. draco gave a groan at this and threw his head back.

narcissa always told draco that it was better to immediately wash clothing items if he ever spilled something on them. so he grumpily made his way to the laundry room.

as he got closer he could hear shuffling of clothes and a low humming, eventually stopping at the doorway to catch sight of y/n bent over, placing small clothing items into the washing machine. he went wide eyed at the peak he caught of her lace pink panties, cunt perfectly outlined.

draco was frustrated, sexually more than ever. he always found y/n hot, even in hogwarts, he remembers having a huge crush on her during fourth and fifth year, but they never really talked except for the polite hello’s and brief conversation when they were partnered in class.

right now, all the past emotions were coming back. and he wanted nothing more than to fuck her like he never did to a woman before. for hours and hours until she turned into nothing but a blabbering mess.

y/n eventually straightened up and went to pick more clothes, but she was met with a paralized draco on the doorframe.

“oh- hello draco, i didn’t know you were back” she saluted politely, going back to scorpius small basket that was placed on top of the dryer.

draco was snapped out of his trance at her voice, he swallowed hard before responding, “evening, just came to- uh put this in the washing machine” he gestured to his shirt, making her look at his chest but eventually trailing down to his very apparent bulge.

he saw how her eyes went wide but she said nothing and just gulped and nodded, gaze not meeting his.

the laundry room really wasn’t that big, making it hard for draco to pass y/n to go to the washing machine that was placed next to the dryer. but he still came in contact with her. his clothed cock pressing perfectly into her ass, a small gasp escaping her while draco grunted at the friction.

they both stilled.

y/n was the first to turn around, groin now pressing into her front, he was breathing heavily. and like magnets they connected together, tongues exploring each other’s mouth. draco’s hands rubbing her ass, down until the back of her thighs were in his large hands. he tapped them lightly, signaling her to jump, which she obliged instantly and jumped, draco hoisting her onto the washing machine.

he disconnected their lips to travel down to her neck, a small whine escaping her when he found her sweet spot. draco absolutely devouring the skin and littering it with purple hickeys. he eventually pulled away to take a good look at his little piece of art.

y/n brought him back into a heated kiss while unbuttoning his shirt, his own hands finding way to the hem of hers. once he shrugged off his shirt he helped her pull hers off, throwing it onto the floor. he pulled away from the kiss once again to look at her soft mounds that sat perfectly in a bra, he groaned at the sight as his cock twitched on his trousers.

“can i take this off sweet thing?” he asked, tone low as he hooked a finger on the bra strap.

y/n eagerly nodded, draco wasting no time and unclasping the bra in a quick motion, disregarding it to the side, mouth immediately attaching to her nipple while his hand toyed with the other. she gave a moan at this breathing heavily and leaning back on her palms, panties soaked and pussy throbbing.

draco kissed his way down to her stomach, dragging her skirt down until it hit the floor. he stepped back and admired with pure mesmerization at y/n’s form, tits with perked up nipples, dampened panties and breathing hard. “look at my pretty princess” he said, unbuckling his belt and lowering his pants low enough so his dick popped out.

she went wide eyed for the second time that evening at his size. draco was much bigger than anyone she had ever been with and he was just a very big person in general, she wasn’t sure she could take him all.

draco stroked his cock up and down slowly, tip red and leaking with pre-cum. he got closer to her and moved her panties to the side, eyes glinting when he saw her bare cunt, dripping.

“so wet baby” he said as he passed two fingers over her folds, y/n shuddering while he brought them up to his mouth and hummed at the taste, watching her face heat up.

“taste so good too” he growled, inching his face closer to her and leaning their foreheads together while his fingers plummeted themselves slowly into her, a loud moan escaping her lips.

he started moving them at a slow pace, almost torturous. watching intently as she released small whimpers and moans, his cock twitching every now and then.

he started scissoring his fingers inside of her, going faster. “ah! yes draco right there” she moaned out when he curled his fingers, touching that spongy spot inside her. “yeah? think you can take my cock now?” he questioned.

“yes” she replied quickly, pussy clenching at the thought of having him inside her, finally.

he seemed to notice this and chuckled, removing his fingers and dragging them to his cock once again, coating it with her juices. he guided it to her entrance and drenched the tip with her arousal, making y/n buck her hips up and whine.

“sh sh sh, now be patient little girl” he warned, fingers lightly tapping her clit, making her jolt and quickly shut up as she waited in anticipation.

draco entered y/n slowly with a groan, a strangled moan leaving her throat. he let her adjust to his size for a few moments before starting out on a decently fast pace, making her throw your head back and release several moans the faster he went, breasts bouncing everywhere, much to draco’s delight.

he settled for a brutal pace that had the washing machine shaking, watching her eyes go crisscross when he reaches to rub her clit.

“fuck baby look at this pretty pussy squeezing me, so fucking tight” he groaned, looking down at her juices dripping out, thighs glistening. “you have no idea how many times i’ve dreamt about this” he said, voice strained. she hummed in pleasure as she wrapped her arms around his neck and brought him down to another steamy kiss, he greedily ate every moan she made, her legs starting to tremble.

“fuck baby im close” he said when she pulled away for breath. “me too!” she replied, his thumb assaulting her clit harsher.

“yeah? gonna cum all over me? and then let me put my fucking cum inside you until your fucking pregnant?” he teased, moving his hands to grip her ass, y/n gave a loud moan in response and rapidly nodded, orgasm right at its peak. “fuckfuckfuck yes draco!” she screamed as she came, legs completely shaking and letting that coil snap while he fucked her faster, riding out her high while chasing his.

“shit, gonna cum so hard inside you and give you my kids princess” he groaned, his thrust sloppy when his orgasm hit him, releasing a loud moan as he came.

after they both calmed down from their highs he sighed in pleasure and looked down to her puffy cunt, he pulled out slowly and watched as her pussy spurted out both cums. he collected some on his fingers and held them up to y/n.

she opened her mouth and kept eye contact as she sucked on them, humming at the taste like he had done previously, making his once soft cock perk up immediately. she was gonna be the death of him.

she giggled at his reaction and got off the, now sticky washing machine due to their arousal on it, leaning her top half over it and arching her back. draco’s mouth agape at the view.

“round 2?” she taunted.

but right as draco was about to fuck her into tomorrow, a small paddle of feet could be heard in the distance with a faint “daddy? y/n?”.

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part two

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[buckysnumberonegirl]

Flash forward- Across the Pond

Part 5

Read parts 1-4 here 😁

Word count- 1.5k give or take

Warnings: plot development, fluff, angst

Parings- Hugh Drysdale x Reader

Hi hi everyone who’s reading this, this is where we start to get some real development and man am I excited, updates will now be weekly do to work and some other things gluon but I hope you enjoy

“Alright Dove, you can open your eyes now” You smiled and opened your eyes to see Hugh standing there with two tickets and a set of brand new luggage.

“We’re going to England!”

The women at the hair salon insisted that Hugh was going to propose soon, and this trip made you think they were correct.

‘Oh Hugh this is wonderful, it must have cost a fortune’ you hugged Hugh. He held your chin and kissed you “don’t worry about that Dove you’ll get wrinkles” he rubbed his thumb over you forehead, he placed a kiss and said goodbye leaving for work. “We’ll leave tomorrow morning so you should pack, see you when I get home dove”

You picked up one of the bags and carried it to your bedroom. What to pack for a trip across the sea. You’d never been to England, the furthest you’d been from home was Coney Island.

You ironed some dresses and a few outfits carefully packing them away. As you closed your dresser a picture fell.

You knew by the frame which one it was. It was a picture of you and Bucky when you were children, covered in dirt from head to toe, Bucky's arm around you, huge smiles on both your faces (Buckys was missing some teeth).

Every night you hoped that you’d get a letter saying he’d been found, but part of you was glad, because if he hadn’t been found it meant that there was a chance he was out there somewhere.

You weren’t sure what to do about Steve’s house, or even your own. You phoned your neighbor ‘hi Mary how are the kids’

“Oh goodness dear, they’re wonderful, what can a do for you”

‘Well I do actually have a favor, I’ll be heading to England for a little while and I was hoping you could take care of the house for a little bit’

Mary hummed into the phone and you heard her yell at one of her kids before coming back on the line “Sure dear, that shouldn’t be a problem, HENRY I SAID STOP PUTTING YOUR BROTHER IN THE DRYER” you heard the phone drop. You ended the call and finished packing.

The next morning you were off to say you were nervous was an understatement. The plane was not as horrible as you thought but being that high up made your stomach feel all out of turn. Hugh excused himself several times leaving you to stare out into the cold vast openness of the ocean.

When you landed in England, Hugh insisted that he had someone who would take your bags to the place you were staying. A car arrived and picked you up bringing you to a small bar in London, the Whip and fiddle.

Hugh ordered a bottle of wine and sat down at a booth with his arm around you. The music played softly as you two sat together. You sipped you wine and talked all evening until a group of soldiers filtered in. They were loud, but they seemed overjoyed. It wasn’t until you heard them talking that you realized they were American. Hugh looked irritated “I think we should go now now Y/N” Hugh grabbed your hand and pulled you up. ‘Hugh your hurting me a little bit honey’ he continued to yank you out of the bar. In his frustration he didn’t even look where he was going until he ran smack into a man. “Hey watch it, where you going friend we’re celebrating and the Captains covering the tab” the man's uniform read private Jones.

He noticed you and smiled “I didn’t realize I was in the presence of a lady..” his eyebrows furrowed “wait, do I know you from somewhere miss?”

You laughed ‘no sir I think I’d remember a charmer such as yourself, I’m Y/N Y/L/N”

The man stopped, his friend next to him looked up at you. Hugh squeezed your hand causing you to wince and pull away. You whispered ‘Hugh really your hurting me’

The other man stood up “Y/L/N, Buckys…” he stopped ‘you knew my cousin’ you pushed yourself from Hugh. Hugh looked at you, you saw anger in his eyes. “Bucky who the hell is Bucky”

‘Bucky, he was my cousin the one who went missing, his name was James but we called him Bucky’

Hugh looked at you “oh well I’m glad we had a reunion, but I said it’s time to leave” he reached out to grab you only to be blocked by the two men. “Ma’am My name is Dugan and you’ve already met my friend Gabe here, would you like to leave?”

You looked at Hugh, ‘well he’s the only one I really know here, and he is my boyfriend.. so I probably should..’

a familiar voice spoke up from behind you “well kid, he’s not the only one you know here”

You spun around, Bucky stood before you. His hair was a little bit longer and he looked like he had gone through hell. He held out his arms and you ran over to him, he pulled you into a big hug. ‘You need a shower’ Bucky laughed at you “it’s been a Rough few weeks, what are you doing here?”

Hugh interrupted the both of you “I’m going back to the hotel.” He stormed out, Gabe flipping him off as he stormed out of the bar.

“What kind of man leaves their girl in a bar with a bunch of strangers” Dugan turned around to look at you. Bucky frowned “one that’s not good enough for my only Family” he pulled you into another hug roughing up your hair like he did when you were younger.

‘We were here on vacation, I actually don’t know what hotel we were in, it’s our first night…. Bucky I thought you were missing’

Bucky sat down at the bar and ordered two drinks “He was, but what kind of friend would I be if I lost him”

Steve walked up smiling, “you know technically I saved him so he should be paying and yet the tab is under my name”

You were at a loss for words, Bucky and Steve were back, and you were with them. ‘Well thank you Steve. He’s all I have left, I don’t know what I’d do without him’ you smiled at your cousin clinking your glasses together as you drank.

“I saw that guy you were with in New York, he didn’t seem to pleased” Steve sat down, it felt odd being between him and Bucky again, but it also felt safe. ‘Oh, Hugh brought me here. It was supposed to be our vacation… I think he’s going to propose..’ you stopped yourself

“And you're going to say no right? I saw the guy for like 2 seconds and can tell he’s no good” Bucky looked at you, you put your hand on his face ‘Buck if I write someone out after every fight I wouldn’t talk to you, or Steve for that matter.’ Bucky laughed and got another drink. The three of you caught up and laughed. Steve and Bucky decided that you’d stay on base until things were better.

After a few drinks Bucky pulled you aside, “you know, since we were kids you have been head over heels for him” you looked away from Steve who was laughing with a group of guys. “When are you going to tell him Y/N/N” you sipped your drink looking at Steve, he saw you and started to walk over.

A woman in a red dress stopped him. She had all eyes on her including your cousin, who you punched in the arm. Steve and the woman talked for a little bit, laughing with him, flirting. You excused yourself to the bathroom.

Tears streamed down your face as you looked in the mirror, trying to pull yourself together. You splashed water on your face when the door opened “Oh, I didn’t realize anyone else was in here, are you alright?”

You looked up, the woman in the red dress smiled at you holding out a tissue. ‘Oh I’m fine really, just happy to see my family again’

The woman looked you up and down “you must be Sergeant Barnes’s cousin I’ve heard so much about, I’m Peggy Carter it’s very nice to meet you” she held out her hand for you. You shook it “I hear you’ll be staying on base with us for a while, my doors always open of course. It’ll be nice to have another woman around”

You couldn’t help but like her, she was kind and warm and borderline perfect. ‘Thank you, as much as I adore my cousin I think being cooped up with him for a few months would drive me insane’ she smiled at you. “I think we’ll be good friends Y/N”

You nodded ‘I’d like to hope so Ms.Carter’

“Oh please, call me Peggy”

When you got to base you decided to take up Peggy's offer of staying with her, Steve and his troop were set to leave in the morning so you figured it would be best. She showed you around her place, leaving you her spare bedroom. It clearly was an old office space but you didn’t mind.

You thought about Hugh, feeling bad for leaving him without a word. But then again he left you without a second thought.

Peggy lent you a few dresses and suits, promising that tomorrow you’d go shopping if you felt up for it. She seemed excited to show you London, and when you asked about a shooting range she lit up with excitement planning a whole day for you.

You couldn’t help but notice on her desk, a picture of Steve. Your Steve, the small scrawny kid from Brooklyn that you fell in love with.

You fell asleep in the spare room of the woman who had won the heart of the man you had loved for years. Wondering what the next few months would hold for you.

[lilithsgayadoptednephew]

Holy Hands

Fandoms: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!   Not Rated Graphic Depictions Of Violence F/M, Other Complete Work

Chapter List

Chapter 17

This is for your own good, Lucifer.

Lucifer sat up so fast he got whiplash from the force. Groaning he rubbed his neck, immediately feeling like shit. He felt the ground under him, cold and unyielding. He had fallen asleep on the ground? His skin felt dryer than normal. There was dirt in his hair, his eyes, under his nails, he felt disgusting. The sun filtered through the clouds and burned red behind his closed eyelids. This did nothing to quell his pounding headache.

Wait...the sun?

0Mammon had been a huge help these past couple of days. MC had been distraught when Simon had dropped them on the other side of the country from their house. There was no way to get there on foot and they had 7 tired, lost, depressed demon brothers to care for.

Well...they couldn't be called demons anymore.

Luckily the weather was warm from the approaching summer, so Mammon helped scavenge for things to make camp since they were effectively homeless. Unsurprisingly he was good at it given all the experience he had in petty theft. He spoke to local humans and learned the lay of the area, he kept tabs on his brothers, he even kept their spirits up through jokes and his generally light hearted nature.

Truly Mammon had taken on a lot since Lucifer had been asleep, and he'd done it well.

The others weren't as thrilled about the homeless rat lifestyle. Some did better than others, Beel was happy after they'd raided the stale baguettes from the dumpster behind the bakery. Belphie was content to take 2 blankets and just nap on Beel. They were the easiest ones.

Satan hadn't said out loud how miserable he was but it was pretty obvious. He spent a lot of time trying to help Mammon or Acacia, just trying to feel useful. Overall he was just bored and a little irritated that Lucifer got to sleep through it and he didn't.

"I'm alright," he dismissed any questions. "At least no one will look for us here."

Asmo took to the earth surprisingly well. He would spend many hours walking around town and hitting on the locals, having them pay for stuff. He marveled at how abundant mud was on this quaint planet, and used it often for relaxation and his still healing burn. He was upset he couldn't bring all his clothes and accessories but that just gave him an excuse to walk around camp nude, much to the distress of the others.

Levi took it the hardest.

"It's too bright and I've never been outside this looong!" He wailed. "All my collectables are still back home and I can't find anywhere that's air-conditioned!"

"Ah shut it Levi, at least we're not in the Celestial realm alright!" Mammon scolded him. "You just gotta be thankful for what we've got."

"You sound like Lucifer…" Levi countered under his breath.

"Hey you take that back!"

"Girls, girls, you're both pretty." Acacias snark cut them both off. "I know it's hot and dirty and we're all irritated but we just gotta stick with it until we can find a place to stay." With that she stomped away to talk to MC.

"How long do you think we'll have to live outside?" She asked quietly.

"Well we'll have to rent a car to get home, and even then I don't think our house can accommodate everyone…" they trailed off.

"Maybe this was a bad idea."

"This was the only idea. And Earth is our home so it's our responsibility to make sure the boys are safe here." They said firmly.

Acacia nodded. She and MC had only ever looked out for each other, but now they had a family to protect. They were not about to fail them.

"I think you can rent cars online, wanna borrow my phone?"

"Yeah." They smiled a little. "That'd be a big help, thanks Acacia." She handed MC her phone and trotted off to tell Mammon the plans going forward.

MC unlocked the screen and started with Google maps, maybe somewhere nearby would…

Their attention was drawn by sudden movement out of the corner of their eye.

Lucifer had woken up.

0"Boys!" He yelled immediately. Last thing he remembered they had been in terrible danger. Instead of a response he saw MC approaching where he laid. "Where are they?" He practically yelled.

"They're all present and accounted for Lucifer, we're hiding out on Earth until the search for you guys dies down." Their calming tone made him relax a little.

"We're on Earth?" He questioned.

"Yeah...you were really tired." They chuckled. Suddenly he was stressed again.

"How long have I been asleep?"

"2 days."

"2 days?!! As in 48 hours?! What about--"

"Relax," MC pushed him back onto the ground with a firm hand on his solar plexus. "Mammon's been helping us get our bearings while we plan our next step. You just need to rest." Lucifer was indignant for a moment.

"And I am to sleep on the ground? " He narrowed his eyes.

"Hey you've got a blanket, that's better than I've got." They shrugged before walking off and leaving him to stew.

Lucifer looked to the ground and saw he was, in fact, lying on a flannel blanket. This did nothing to quell his rising embarrassment that he'd fallen asleep in the first place.

Getting to his feet he found his vision was blurry and slightly turning. Nothing more than the sleepless-hallucinations he told himself. That is until he felt his body tilting as well. Pure distress flashed through him as he realized he wasn't going to catch himself in time, he hit the ground with a dull thud.

"Hah!" He heard a familiar voice call mockingly. "That by itself was worth coming here."

Opening his eyes he saw a sideways Satan sitting a few yards away snickering at him. He paid his brother no mind as he tried to stand again, this time finding he couldn't even manage to sit up.

"Stay down old man! Before you break a hip." Satan laughed at himself as if he'd told the funniest joke in the world. Lucifer instinctively rolled his eyes and immediately regretted his decision as the whole world rolled as well.

The ground was cold, and he felt despair creeping in as he realized he couldn't move back to his blanket on his own. He laid in silent humiliation for a few minutes before he was rolled over onto the blanket by Satan.

"You know I knew this would happen one day." He chided. "But you just kept pushing and pushing… is it cause you didn't trust us?"

Lucifer didn't have the energy to answer.

"Or maybe you're just a control freak who panics if anything goes wrong." He shook his head. "Whatever, you're human now so you need to rest...sleep tight for once jerk." He said playfully before walking away. Lucifer's head swam as he laid on the ground.

Did Satan say...human?

[katebacks]

A Night With a Vampire - Part 1 (m)

— pairing | Kim Taehyung /Reader

— word c | 6,305

— genre | Vampire! Taehyung, Slightly angst. Smut. 

— summary | The end of the relationship leaves you lost and totally sad. Your friend is having a party and you promised you would. You just did not know that your life would change from there.

— warnings/tags | Bad words, Oral (female receiving). Explict sex.

‘Part 1′ | Part 2 

9:30 p.m. - Friday.

“Get up, (Y/N)!" It was the thousandth time Jimin was knocking at my door. Holy shit, I cannot even sleep in this house anymore! My wristwatch marked nine-thirty at night. Today is Friday and I'm lying under my covers. I have no reason to leave here. My 4-year-old date ended a few days ago and I'm not in the mood to do anything at all. It was amazing to see the guy I loved saying that I wasn’t good enough for him anymore and that he was not interested in me anymore. Shit. I think a shotgun shot in my face would hurt less than that. “(Y/N)! Don’t make me break this door!” Jimin was my best friend and roommate. We were doing fashion college together. College which was a four hour drive, since in the city where we live it doesn’t have support for a college building or for a decent shopping mall.

Jiminie was always with me in all my fights with Lil and it was he who lent me a shoulder to cry on. How stupid of me … I've lost four years of my life with a guy, to get here and get a foothold in the ass, days before I graduated from college.

"(Y/N), I'll count to three, if you don’t open this fucking door …"

"I'm coming, Jiminie!" I yelled as I kicked the covers and got out of bed. That sucks. "What is it?" I asked, opening the door. I was surprised to see how he was dressed. "What ... Why are you dressed as Lord Voldemort?"

"Millena's fancy party is today, have you forgotten?"

"No, I didn’t, and I'm not going!" I spoke back to my bed and lay down again. Millena was our friend. She was also our classmate. Her parties are the most popular in the city because even in a city small as Forty City, there are not many people who can hold a party at the level of the festivals of big cities like New York and Las Vegas. She and Jimin had an overwhelming passion about two years, they dated, but they preferred to stay as friends. And that's why Jimin lives with me, he thought if he lived with her, they would probably fuck 24 hours a day.

"Is it because of Lil?" He asked sitting down on the edge of the bed. I nodded. "It's been a week, (Y / N) ..." A week? I'm worse than I thought. "You need to snap out of it. It’s over. End.”

"I already know that, Jimin." I said without any animation in my voice and I tucked my head under the pillow.

"Come on, princess?!" He pulled back the pillow and made me look at him. “You need to have fun. And Millena will be very upset if you don’t go to her last party in town, don’t forget that in five days we're going to Los Angeles. "

"What if he's there?"

"You're ignore him, you're 23. You're a beautiful woman, you can get any guy you want at this party."

"I will not have sex with a guy, a week after the end of my relationship.”

"You’re silly, I know Lil took about three girls just yesterday!" He said coolly. That actually hurt like a slap in the face.  “We're planning on going to this party for weeks, (Y/N) ...”

What now? What do I do? What if I go to this party and Lil is getting another girl? How will I react? But what if I do not go and Millena gets mad at me? After all, I promised her I would come to this party and I already bought the costume. Should I go or stay here lamenting the end of my relationtship?

Jimin pouted... I hate when he does that! I always do everything he asks me when he pouts.

“Give me a few minutes. I'll get dressed.” I said with a half smile, watching his face light up and a huge smile appear. Before I could continue what I was talking about, Jiminie jumped on top of me, hugging me tight. Lord, when did he get so heavy? Are the muscles or hamburgers we always eat after we leave college?

"I'll wait for you in the living room. Don’t take too long or I'll take you there, naked!" He said and left jumping out of bed and before closing the door, he sent me a kiss.

That's it! Come on, (Y / N)... You can do it. I got up and walked dragged into the bathroom of my room. When I enter, I get scared when I look in the mirror. Holy shit, I'm horrible! My hair is a bushel, my eye pencil is blurred. I look like a beggar with nightwear rumpled.

Here we go…

I turned on the shower and pulled out my clothes, tossing them into a corner of the bathroom. I stepped under the warm water and closed my eyes as the water poured down my body. This should be the final cleaning. The water and the soap were wiping away all the fingerprints Lil had left on me when he touched me. All the touches were being removed by this water. I'm not the girl to whine about the spilled milk. I'm an attitude girl and that's what I have to remember today.

I opened my eyes, determined to use this party to forget the four years I spent dedicating myself to someone who would end with me near one of the most important days of my life. Something tells me that tonight is going to be the best of all.

After the shower, I wrapped my hair in the towel and went out to get my fantasy inside the closet. After I put her to bed, I grabbed a black lingerie in the drawer of the dresser, already wearing it. Black has always been my favorite color. And when I combine it with red I am even happier to have chosen it as my favorite color. I feel so exaggeratedly well with these two colors!

I took the towel from my hair and turned on the dryer to see if I could get a handle on that mane. Particularly, I liked my hair, I only hated it when it was too rebellious.

Some time later, I finished drying it and put on my costume. Vampire!

I never understood why I'm so crazy about vampires. No, I'm not talking about Twilight, I'm talking about Dracula. I'm literally crazy about movies where there are those fucking sexy leeches. Jimin thinks I'm crazy to think a vampire is sexy, he always says, ‘If these things existed for real you would not even want to get close to them, you would want to run away before he bit you’ But, I think if vampires existed for real, I would not be afraid of them. And I just want to be bitten by one. But it's all science fiction, that is, I will never know the feeling of being bitten by a vampire.

I looked in the mirror, finishing the makeup, basic thing. A blush, not too exaggerated black shade, mascara and an eyeliner to mark the eyes. I'm ready.

...

10:15 p.m. - Millena’s house.

"You arrived!" Millena ran up to me with open arms and jumped onto my neck before throwing herself over Jiminie. She was wearing a short white dress, clinging to her legs, she was a nurse. I'm not much surprised by this choice of fantasy, Millena always said that if she were not Fashion Designer, she would be a doctor. "I thought you wouldn’t come! In fact, you are magnificent with these fantasies."

"And we almost didn’t even come. (Y / N) didn’t want to get out of bed."

"But since Jimin is annoying, he knocked on my door, threatening to break it, and I was forced to open it." I turned irritated to him who raised his arms in surrender. "Where are the drinks?"

"This way."

We headed into Millena's two-story house. It was probably the biggest house in town. Her parents owned a branch of fashion stores that was spread throughout the world. They were in India now, signing another contract for another new branch there. I don’t even talk about my parents. They wanted me to be a lawyer, but fashion interests me more than defending those I know to be guilty. But when I chose what I wanted to do, they were understandable. Thank God! They even helped me with tuition.

As we walked to a place near the stairs where there was a table full of drinks and snacks, after all, an empty bag cannot stand upright, even more if that bag got drunk without having eaten anything, I observed the decoration of the house. Style "Murder House", there were pumpkins everywhere, black hearts balloons, decorative ribbons fluorescent and neon. Two globes of light hanging next to the $ 4,500 chandelier that Millena's mother bought at a store in Spain. The music it played was a kind of pop / electronic, the beat was strong and we could feel the ground shaking beneath our feet. The good part about living in a small town is that no neighbor can call the cops complaining about the loud sound, because the whole city is in here.

"Here!" She said handing me a glass with a red liquid inside. At the same time I took it, turned it over and swallowed all, feeling my throat burn. Fucking hell, now I get drunk.

"Slow down (Y / N)". Jimin said with a laugh. Only he knows how I get when I drink too much.

I was ready to go to the dance floor and forget that Lil once existed, when something made me look at the back of the room and I came across a man. He had one of his arms propped against the wall, a little above his head while talking to a girl. I found myself mesmerized. His black hair was a little below the nape of the neck and completely flat. I could not see his face completely, I just noticed the tone of his skin and wondered if it was as silky as it looked. He was wearing a black overcoat, his pants seemed to be the same color while wearing bad boy style boots.

"Who is he?" I asked Millena who was next to me, drinking something.

"He's my brother's friend. I don’t remember his name." she spoke and shortly after took a sip of the drink in her glass and reached for me.

"He's in college?" I asked trying to know if I had seen him around here. But of course her answer was no, because even if I had seen him before, I would remember. "Does he live here?"

"No. He's just spending some time here. My brother said he has a beach house in Los Angeles."

"Interesting." That was the only thing I said. Then I took a sip of Millena's drink and handed it to her. There was something about him that caught my eye, something I'd never seen in another guy, but it was hard to know what it  when all the lights flickered, making me a little dizzy.

Then he turned. He turned to me. Even I can not see straight, his eyes showed pure intensity, intensity that made me have goose bumps and almost losing my balance. He stared at me seriously, and he ran his tongue over his lip piercing. I took a deep breath, feeling my cheeks burn. I should have looked like an inexperienced virgin, gasping for breath at the sight of a handsome man. I tried to open my mouth to say something to Millena, but the intensity with which he looked at me was making me unable to say anything.

"(Y / N)!"

I hear someone shouting my name, and pulling me out of the trance. I know this voice and I'm not happy to hear it now. I turn around and see Lil coming toward me, walking between people. He's dressed as a king. I should have imagined that he would dress like that, after all, he is full of himself! Lil walked dangerously close and so I took two steps back, moving away from him who had a a smile on his face. Idiot.

"Hi, I was praying you'd come." He spoke. I raised my eyebrow. "I need to talk to you."

"Talk about what?" I asked dry. If he's really thinking I'm going to be gentle to him, he's very much mistaken.

"Don’t be like that, (Y / N)." His hand came to my face, but before he could reach the destination, I slapped it down beside him. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. "I just want to apologize, (Y / N)." Apologies? I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out. Does he want to apologize to me? Only Apologize? "I was an dick with you.I want to apologize and know if I still have a chance to get you back."

“You can forget the possibility of some day come back to me. Because it will never happen!” I was never submissive to any man, but with him I had been. And it will not happen again, not anymore. For me it's enough to do everything he wants. “In four years, everything I did was for you! I stopped going out with my friends for you, I let to go to parties because of you, just to you get there and say that I'm not good enough and that you don’t care about me anymore. Do you think a simple apology will erase the pain I felt when I heard you say those words?” I kept talking while he stood still, listening to everything he said. And that's what I wanted. In four years, he never stopped once if he wanted to listen to me, but that changed. “You can take your pink pony out of the rain, you idiot, because you will not touch me anymore.”

I walked past him, bumping into his shoulder and headed toward the exit. I knew I should not have come, my nerves are blossoming and I do not know how I managed to not jump on his neck and strangle him in the middle of the party. But I need to be superior and control the urge to kill him for everything he has put me through.

I looked from side to side as I walked, looking for Jimin or Millena to say that i would leave, knowing that I would be exposed to Millena's fury when i said that i was leaving because of Lil and knowing Jimin would want to tear his head off.

I stopped walking when I hit something concrete. I turned forward almost losing my balance again upon seeing that person. He was already without the overcoat, his shirt was dirty of something I could not identify what it was. His mouth also looked dirty from the same thing.

"Hi." And for the first time in my entire life, I felt my legs soften only when I heard the voice of a guy. I wanted to say something, I wanted to, but I could not. I was so hypnotized by those eyes that I could not think of anything to talk about. “I’m Taehyung.”

“(Y / N)!” I said and I was static as I felt him take my hand and bring it to his lips, giving a light kiss to it back.

“I liked your fantasy. You’re a Vampire?” He asked and I nodded.  “Why did you choose this to dress?” He's curious.

“I like vampires.”

“Me too. We make a perfect match.” He said smiling and winking at me. It just me or is he hitting on me? “So (Y / N), do you want to dance? You don’t look very good ... you look bored.”

How did he guess? I looked back, checking if Lil was no longer there and thankfully he was not. I glanced back at Taehyung who continued with his mysterious smile. How resist a guy like that? Just looking at him makes me shiver. I nodded and saw that his smile widened. There was a break and a new song started. It was exactly my song, my favorite. Taehyung grabbed my arm and pulled me into the middle of the room where the dance floor was. He guided me among the people that were there and we stopped in the middle of all, getting too close, because there was not much space there, since it was practically full.

"What are you wearing?" I asked, raising my voice so he could hear me.

" I’m a Vampire." He spoke close to my ear making me sigh as I shivered. Taehyung drew back a little and his hands came to rest on my waist as we danced to the sound of Pursuit of happiness. We threw our bodies from side to side as we faced each other. In a matter of seconds I forgot my discussion with Lil. In fact, I did not feel so bad that he broke up with me the way it ended. People need to take a tumble from time to time to learn how to get up.

And I'm almost thanking him for breaking up with me, maybe if he hadn't done it, I probably wouldn't be dancing with the hottest guy I've ever seen in my life.

…

This was one of the best nights of my life.

First, I finished my 4-year relationship, but now I do not feel a bit sad about it. Second, I was dancing with the most beautiful and sexy guy of the party. And third, I am almost totally drunk. I was jumping and dancing to the sound of the best songs on the planet. Millena knows how to make a party playlist. My feet were already aching inside the high heel, but who cares? Jimin was gone with Millena, probably they were having sex in her room. Some people occasionally bumped into me, but I didn’t care, I was ‘too happy’ to care.

Taehyung was behind me, holding on to my waist as we swayed from side to side without thinking that the next day we would have our whole body aching for being moving so fast. My body was warming up and I needed more drink, or something to cool me down, and feeling the warmth of Taehyung's hands around my waist did not help cool me, but made me want to feel all the warmth of his body. How did he get me like this? I've never felt so involved with a guy like that for the first time. Maybe it was the intense look or the mysterious smile, or the fact that he was dressed as a vampire, and I had a vampire fetish. I was getting confused and with an almost overwhelming desire to kiss him, but my subconscious would not let me do it. It did not give me the courage to do it. As much as I was bitching with Lil because he ended up with me like that and went out fucking girls, two days after we finished, I could not do the same. At least I think.

“I'll get another drink.” He whispered in my ear and I nodded.

What I needed now was drink and lots of dancing. With Taehyung, of course. My hair should already be messed up by throwing my head from side to side and dancing madly. And again I say who cares? The lights blinked and the beat grew louder and louder every time, I'm in paradise. How i missed going to a party like that. When Lil and I were dating, he never let me go out for parties, and yet I was with him. I was so stupid.

Still dancing, I turn back, seeing Taehyung coming to me, carrying two glasses in his hands. I was taking drink from a stranger. But I don’t think he's going to do something bad with me because if he wanted to, he could have done it. The people here are so drunk that in addition to laughing at anything, they will all be worried about their vomiting soon. I took the glass from his hand as he pulled me around the waist and danced with me to the sound of Touchin On My.

His face was close to mine, his drinking breath was not disgusting like most other guys, it was a fresh breath. He put one of his legs between mine as we slowly descended to the floor without taking our eyes off each other. I drank all the contents of my glass and threw it on the floor, unable to hold on any longer, and pulled the back of his neck, sealing our lips. I heard a faint noise of something falling to the ground and then his other hand was gripping my hair, putting even more pressure on the kiss. The hand on my waist, down to my thigh, lifting my leg and wrapping it around his waist. I should stop, but his kiss tastes so good. It must be the drink, or the simple fact of him knowing how to leave a girl excited with just a kiss.

Now the hand in my hair came down to my back, pulling me even harder against his body, making me feel his erection between my legs. I grabbed his soft hair and pulled it lightly listening to him let out a low moan between the kiss as the beat of the song became even sexier. The hand on my back came down to my ass as we rolled our hips to the apex of the song. I could feel his hard cock, locked inside his pants, rubbing against me, which at this point was almost begging for him.  We started down once more to the ground in the last chorus of the song. Rubbing against each other, feeling each other. Damn! I'm totally hypnotized by this guy.

When the song was over, we parted the gasping kiss, staring at each other. He released my leg, leaving it on the floor. His hands continued on my waist and my hands stills in his hair. A shiver ran up my body as I felt him caress my back. Fuck! I want more!

"You got me crazy for good!" He said, showing his boxy smile. His hand stroked my cheek and soon after we kissed softly. That was so good. “There's a guy staring both of us since we started to dance. Do you know him?” He asked after leaning his forehead against mine. I frowned, trying to understand, then he looked suggestively behind me. I glanced over my shoulder and noticed that Lil was leaning against the wall across the room, his eyes on me and Taehyung. He didn’t have a very good expression on his face. Taehyung’s hand squeezed my waist and I turned to him, who was looking at me curiously. I snorted.

“He's my ex-boyfriend. An idiot! Just ... Ignore!”

“Why did you break up?”

“We dated for four years and he broke up with me a few days ago. He said I was not good enough for him and that he was not interested in me anymore.” I spoke with debauchery, loud enough for him to hear. He made a thoughtful face.

"He's gay!" He spoke simply. I frowned. What? “He can only be gay to dismiss a girl like you! What I would not do with you if you were my girlfriend, (Y / N) ...” He whispered wickedly in his voice, close to my ear, making my body shiver for the thousandth time in a few hours. He gently pulled the back of my neck and kissed me again. But, I will not satisfy me just kiss him.

The music continued to roll. Taehyung kissed my cheek, then the lobe of my ear. The kisses came down to my neck and an electric current passed through my body making me run my arms around his shoulders, stroking his hair as he nibbled lightly at the sensitive skin of my throat. I gasped as I felt his hot tongue make a circular path there. If he leaves me like this now, I can not imagine what will happen if we go to bed and at that moment, I wanted this. Fuck my subconscious, fuck the reason. I want Taehyung, in my bed!

“I know we just met, but... I have to go to a more private place with you!” He whispered in my ear making me close my eyes at the shudder. I nodded, feeling my body heat up even more. He smiled, with his enigmatic smile. “It would be easier if we went up to some room in this house, but still, I want silence. The only sound I want to hear are your moans.” I nearly choked hearing those words, feeling the heat between my legs rise. Fuck, why so sexy?

"We can go to my apartment." I spoke with difficulty not to stutter.

“Okay.” He smiled again. He stroked my arm until his fingers were locked in mine. He led the way, making room for me to pass, using his free hand to get people drunk and messy out of the way, he held me close to him, almost stuck on his back, as if he were a shield. I couldn’t help but smile at that. It was weird. He had this enchanted prince's aura mixed with bad wolf. And i was loving it. We left the house and still saw many young people getting drunk and dancing to the music.

The street in front of the mansion was full of cars. I don’t understand why they drove to there. If they had three steps they would have arrived. As we walked, Taehyung put his arm around my waist, pulling me close, warming me because the wind was very cold. Winter was coming, so I do not doubt I'll have to buy warm clothes. After all, the winter became more and more rigorous every year.

I left my thoughts when I felt that Taehyung's arm was no longer around me. I looked to the side but he was not there, as I turned back with a frown, he was behind me, his back to me. Looking over his shoulder, he was holding Lil by the neck, using only one hand.

“Tae…” I started to speak, but Lil's stifled voice interrupted me.

"Stay away from her." Lil said, choking. I was totally without reaction, without words, I didn’t know what to do in front of such a scene. Taehyung's body was rigid. I could not see his face, but his shoulders were tense, and his free hand was clenched into fist, which showed that he was very angry.

“First, I'm older than you. Second, I'm much stronger than you. And third, if you don’t leave that girl alone, I'll kill you just as quickly as I can say  'get the fuck out of here' “ And the he threw him to the ground. Lil crawled back. He glanced at me before he stood up and turned his back on his way toward the party.

Taehyung turned to me, and blinked a few times, standing still, waiting perhaps for me to say something or do something. I did not even know what to do in that situation. I didn’t know if I appreciated what he had done or wondered what had just happened. I was more confused than usual. So I sighed and held out my hand to him. He bit his lip and gave me a corner smile, holding my hand and coming up to me. Soon we were headed towards my apartment again.

The building where I lived with Jimin was one of the only buildings in the city, hence the tallest. And I lived on the top floor. It had no elevator and it had 11 floors, so Taehyung and I would have to climb 11 rolls of stairs to get to my apartment. The good part is that we would be too hot, so we will take our clothes faster. bad part, we will get tired very fast.

We did not talk much during the climb, just looked at each other sometimes, flirting with the looks. When we reached the top floor, we walked to the last door in the hallway. I took the key from the boot and opened the door, entering and leaving it open so he could come in as well. I sat on the arm of the couch and ripped off the boots of my feet, feeling great relief. Looking back at the door, I see him standing outside, looking at me.

“ Are you not coming in?” I asked, and he looked at the open door. Then his gaze turned to me.

"Do you really want me to come in?"

"Of course." I Smile. "Come on! You can come in!" I said and another smile came from his lips. As he entered, he shut the door behind him, looking at me with a dark desire in his eyes. A desire that made me pant just to remember his kiss. He locked the door, threw the key on a small table beside it, and began to walk toward me. He approached me until he made me fall on the couch with him over me. Both arms rested beside my body. He passed the tip of his nose through the neckline of my costume, then in my neck, placing a kiss there and then his lips were glued to mine, making me grab the back of his neck and pull him to me.

“Where is your bedroom?” He whispered as he lowered the kisses to my neck.

"Last door down the hall." I whispered holding a groan.

His arms passed beneath me, lifting me up. Soon after he stood with me on his lap, making me entwine my legs around his waist. As he walked with me into his arms, I began to open the buttons of his blouse as i kissed his neck. Now it was my turn to tease him. I heard the door slam when he kicked it. Soon he was on top of me on the bed, kissing me fiercely while his hand did not stop pacing my body. I finished unbuttoning the buttons and pulled his shirt, tossing it somewhere in the room. I parted the kiss to admire what he had under his shirt. I let out a weak moan at the sight of his chest and his muscular arms. If he was already like this up here, I can not imagine how he should be down there.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and rolled over onto the bed, getting a surprised look. I sat on his lap and leaned over him, kissing his lips, cheek, neck, chest and then making the same way back. His hands descended from my waist to my thighs and soon after they rose, pulling my dress up. I sat down again and stood erect. I pulled the zipper off the dress that was on the side of it, down and began to take it very slowly. Then I threw it on the floor with his shirt. His hands rested on my breasts, massaging them gently over the bra.

"I don’t think you need it." He whispered and then pulled the sides of my bra, ripping it in two. I didn’t have time to complain, because his hands pulled me down and soon he had his mouth on my left breast while using his hand to massage the right one. I rested one hand on the headboard, closing my eyes and moaning as I felt his tongue making circular motions in my bosom. With my free hand, I touched his cock over the pants, listening to him moan and make more pressure with his mouth. "You will make me lose control." He whispered, taking the kisses to my neck.

“So do!” I whispered totally sedated by pleasure. His gaze darkened and his mysterious smile returned to his lips. He rolled over onto the bed and stood over me, his lips kissing my chest making me groan wildly. I squeezed the pillows between my hands as I heard my panties rip.

“I'll make you mine.” I heard his voice growing whispering and I felt his breathing down, making me arch as I felt his lips touch me. I sighed and gasped before groaning loudly and arching my body one more time. His hands caressed my chest and squeezed my breasts as his tongue caressed my clit. I placed my hands over his, holding them and putting them side by side on my body, squeezing them tightly according to the intensity of what I was feeling. “You’re so sweet, baby.” He murmured before he came down and up with his tongue over the length of my pussy. I could no longer control my groans as I felt the first orgasm coming. How the fuck is he doing this?

I squeezed his hands as he felt my legs soften and my pussy contracted. Fucking hell! I grabbed his hair and pulled it up, making him look at me with a wicked grin. He came up to me, kissing me, making me feel my own taste.

"Let me reciprocate ..." I whispered between his lips. He shook his head in denial.

"Not now, I need to get into you, or I'll go crazy." He said opening the zipper of his pants and throwing it away, along with his underwear. I gasped at the sight of his hard cock, and felt my cunt getting even wetter. He lay on me and thrust his hips against mine, coming into me, stretching my walls, making me scream with the force he entered into me. I gasped and held the headboard, trying to get accustomed to his cock inside me. He put his face on my neck and moved slowly.

"Did I hurt you?" He whispered. Too breathless to respond, I just shook my head in denial. I felt his smile against my skin. His movements grew faster and stronger, making it difficult to stifle the loud groans. He clung to me as I held to his shoulders. Both moaning loudly, uncontrollably. He increased speed and I moved against him.

Soon, he rolled over on the bed, putting me on top of him.

“Ride me.” He commanded, his voice hoarse, making my body tremble and my pussy throb. I began to move my hips, roll over and rub myself in it. His hands came off my waist and went to rest on the pillow under his head. He closed his eyes and bit his lip, narrowing his eyes. “You’re so fucking tight-fuck.” He moaned, pressing the pillow between his fingers. I let out a moan and smiled as I saw him like that, beneath me, at my mercy as I rode on his cock. I rested my hands on his chest and increased the speed of my hips. Taehyung let out a loud moan, before pulling hard on both sides of the pillow and as if it were a piece of paper, he parted it in half, causing me to stop the movements and widen my eyes, seeing feathers spreading through the air .

Half a second later, I was under him. One of his hands held mine over my head and the other was between us, massaging my clit as he pushed his hard and big cock into me. I closed my eyes, too ecstatic to care about what had just happened.

"Why so hot? Fuck, I can fuck you forever… Open your eyes and look at me." He groaned, his voice harsh, making me open my eyes and meet his dark eyes, full of malice and desire over me. "Beg me to make you come." He ordered, increasing his thrusts. "Say my name, baby. Tell me how much you want to come."

"Please, Taehyung. Make me cum. I need it so bad."

A dark smile fell from his lips and he laid his body on me. He began to use even more force in his thrusts. He brought both his hands up to my wrists on top of my head, pinning me completely to the bed. The noise of his hips against mine was filling the room, with to our groans of pure pleasure. Taehyung began to kiss and nibble on my neck, and I could feel my orgasm coming. When my cunt squeezed around his dick, and I felt that hot pain coming out of my core, I threw my head back, groaning loudly as he fucked me hard.

It was then when I felt a strange pain coming from my neck, as if he had bitten me, but a real bite, the one that plucked blood. I groaned in pain, but I was too numb with orgasm to say anything more. Then he lifted his head, pushing his cock quickly inside me. My views were stained, and I began to feel sleepy. I wanted to say something, but the last thing I saw before my eyes closed, was the blood dripping out of Taehyung's mouth, along to his fangs.

Fuck, they exist. Taehyung is a vampire.

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Genre:Fluff, 0.1% angst

Word Count: 7145

Pairing: Taejin (Taehyung x Jin)

Summary: Taehyung and Jin meet each other after two years, making themselves feel like they’re back home.

21 months without seeing him was hard. Extremely hard. Taehyung covered his face with his fluffy white pillow, thinking about Seokjin. How would he look? Would his shoulders be broader than before?

He turned towards the right to get a quick glance of the time. He has a photo shoot with Gucci at 7. And then a six-month contract agreement meeting with some French perfume company. He did feel a bit guilty about not being able to remember the company name, but isn’t that why famous models like him have assistants? Nevertheless, knowing that he has more than two hours at hand before his schedule begins, Taehyung decided to remain where he was.  Good thing he went to bed at 8 last night.

“When are you coming, my love?” he thought out loud, scrunching his face up in disappointment. Seokjin was definitely not Taehyung’s type in the beginning. Well…to be more precise, he never expected himself to be interested in men.

Taehyung decided to get nostalgic. He quickly turned to face his newly painted baby blue ceiling.

                        The first meeting was weird (unlike dramas). Taehyung was a nervous alien in that room. The leader and the director had informed him beforehand that he would be meeting the other members.

“What should I do till then?” Taehyung asked, confused and worried.

“Anything you want. Dance, sing or even sit in that corner and read” Namjoon, the leader, politely replied. “Don’t worry a lot, the others are pretty chill.”

After the leader left, Taehyung switched on the stereo, threw his red jacket on the sofa and decided to go with the beats. At one point he got so engrossed in the music that he completely forgot his place and position. And that’s when he met Jin.

“Hi, you must be the new mem-”

"Dance with me."

Even before the guy could reply, Taehyung pulled him to dance with him. Well...technically he thrust his hips on Jin.

“Yah! What in the world are you up to?” The newcomer, completely flustered, asked.

“Don’t you want to dance with me?” Taehyung asked him, a bit hurt. He was unaware of how his action had affected the older man.

“Can’t. Was street-casted for my pretty face, so I just started learning how to”  the newcomer replied, ignoring Taehyung’s actions.

“Kim Seokjin." The man held his hand out. "What’s yours?”

“Kim Taehyung. Nice to meet you, visual partner! How old are you?”

“19”

“Whoa! Hyung, I’m 16. How do you look so young?”

“That’s my face,” Jin smirked, rubbing his chin.

“Wow,” Taehyung exclaimed and suddenly pulled Jin’s cheeks. He generally didn’t mind doing things like this cause he used to be a part of a circle where physical contact was considered normal. But for Jin, it was something new. Of course, he knew who he was from the beginning and embraced it pretty well. But being a bit conservative, accepting actions like this seemed a bit hard.

“Don’t- Not my face!” He let out a startled shout. Taehyung noticed Jin’s ears turning red. “Hyung, why is your ear red? It makes you look weird!” He gave a quick laugh and moved his hand towards Seokjin’s ear. Before he could touch it, the latter pulled back. “Sto-Stop! Don’t be so weird” he replied, shocked by Taehyung’s action.  And with that the older man walked out of the room, his heart pounding in his chest like never before.

Taehyung was a bit flustered too, yes, but well…he was dumb at that time. Dumb enough not to understand what he felt.

“Ahh!! Seokjin-ah, when are you coming back?!”  Taehyung whined in his empty room, which was now slowly filling up with light.

Eventually, the two of them realized that they have a lot in common. They soon started spending nights talking about their favorite anime, k-dramas, movies, etc.  

It was one tiring, clumsy night for the entire team. And this 17-year-old kid decided to relax by watching Reply 1994.

“You watch this too?” Seokjin asked, troubling the poor boy right in the middle of the climax.

“Yeah hyung, it’s too good, isn’t it?”

“Can’t deny that! Here, let me watch with you.”

Seokjin quickly jumped down from his bunk and went up to Tae’s. They tried to cover themselves with a single blanket. Unfortunately, Jin's shoulders being crazy huge, made it a bit hard for the two of them to fit in. So Jin did the one thing he could think of at that time: make Taehyung sit on his lap. 

But little did he know how Taehyung felt at that point. To his own surprise, Taehyung’s heart was thumping so fast that he was scared that Seokjin would be able to hear it. Jin was, after all, trying to have fun with him. And here his heart was going crazy. What was wrong with him?

And it started getting more intense after that. During the debut days, when he and Seokjin would do vlogs together, Taehyung’s feelings would make him giddy. Whenever Jin kept his hand on Tae's shoulder or chin, he would become so nervous that he kinda starts acting hyper, weirding out Jin in the process. Sometimes, things would become so complicated that they would awkwardly end their vlogs.

                       The phone rang. Taehyung was pretty sure that it was his assistant. And it was.

“YOU LITERALLY HAVE AN HOUR BEFORE THE PHOTOSHOOT!! AN HOUR!”  She exploded from the other side.

“Ahh…chill Sun-ssi, I’m almost done dressing up!” Taehyung shamelessly lied, jumping out of his bed. He quickly ran to his closet and started pulling out random dresses.

“Hurry up Taehyung-ssi! I’ll be there in 5.” Sun quickly cut the phone, even before Taehyung could oppose.

“And I’m screwed.” With that, Taehyung ran to the washroom forgetting about Seokjin for a while.

Taehyung quickly took a hot shower, not giving himself a chance to enjoy the heat. He then ran half-naked to his messy living room in search of the hair dryer, only to realize that it was in his room.

“God, please make sure Sun is late. She’ll kill me if she sees me like this!” Taehyung prayed, quickly putting on a red Gucci shirt.

Lucky for him, Sun was 5 minutes late. However, she didn’t lose her opportunity of scolding Taehyung, much to his dismay.

“Mr. Kim, can you please put on some make-up?  At least, look good while meeting the stylist!”

“ Noona, they would anyways remove it.” Taehyung huffed, wiping his hair with the towel to dry off the remaining water.

“Uff!  Taehyung, at least color your hair for tomorrow’s shoot! The purple is fading!” Sun replied, noticing the messy condition of his hair. She quickly opened the door for him once they reached the entrance of the building.

“Changing it to black, so don’t worry!” Taehyung replied, getting into the car waiting for him. Sun gave him a worried glance and quickly joined him.

Kim Taehyung, according to her, was a great man. In her 5 years as an assistant for various models, she has never seen someone so beautiful and committed. He was a man who could simply kill anyone with his looks and also melt people’s heart with his puppy-like personality. Gucci made the right choice of picking this man 2 years back when BTS went on a hiatus.

But, there were a few things that still troubled her. Like the dreamy look on his face every time someone left him alone. The way he kept searching or expecting for someone to appear. And much more.

Taehyung was not short of love. She loves him. His friends love him. His co-workers, stylists everyone loves him. He spends every weekend with the other BTS members… recently he had a night out with them to wish Jung Hoseok and Kim Namjoon best of luck for their military enlistment. He himself would be enlisting next year with Jimin and Jungkook.

“What are you staring at noona?” Taehyung asked, chuckling at the way Sun’s mouth was open.

“N-nothing!” She could feel the heat rising up her cheeks.

“Ah...don't lie. You didn’t even notice me picking up your phone from your lap. And your mouth was wide open.” He quickly handed over the phone, with the boxy smile on his face.

“Don’t talk like you don’t dream!" Sun replied with a pout.

After a minute of silence, Sun asked him the question that had been bothering her for quite a long time.

"Taehyung-ssi, can I ask you something?"

“Please, drop that ‘ssi’. I’m younger than you noona.”

“Fine. Are you dating someone? Because sometimes, it looks like you are searching or waiting for someone to come and meet you during your shoots.”

Taehyung did a double take at that question. Everyone at the workplace talked about their dates, girlfriends and all, except him.

“Well, I’m not interested in girls.” Taehyung carefully replied, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with the question. He knew he would soon get a chance to tell the world about his love for Jin. But, he has to wait for a while.

It was a fine night when he realized his feelings for Jin. All he felt at that time was horror and disgust. What would Jin think of him? Would they stop going out for dinner together? Would he completely ignore him? But in addition to all this, a sense of self-disgust started enveloping him. There were nights where he would silently breakdown in the bathroom, blaming himself for being a disgrace, a disappointment to everyone he loved.

What would his parents do with him? Would they suffer from shame too, because of him?

And then Bangtan. They had just started making progress. What would happen if someone finds out? Would he be the demise of his members’ dreams?

“Taehyung? What-wait, why are you crying?” Jimin caught him one night sitting and crying in the tub.

“I’m sorry” Taehyung kept uttering out those words in the middle of his sobs. Jimin didn’t understand what had gone wrong. Taehyung was never like this. Of course, his friend was weird, but no one has a problem with that. In fact, people love that side of him.

“Taehyung-ah, tell me. Please?” Jimin asked. He couldn’t bear to see his best friend cry. He had never seen him cry like this.

“I-I like Jin hyung.”

Jimin froze on spot. “H-how long?” his voice shook, in surprise.

“Too long. Hate me as much as you want.” Taehyung controlled his tears for a moment to look at Jimin’s face. The sight baffled him.

“Why?” Taehyung asked, seeing the tears fall from Jimin’s eye. Shouldn’t he be disgusted with him?

“I’m sorry. I couldn’t help you earlier.” Jimin hugged the younger boy and started sobbing with him. It was too much for someone to deal with something like this alone. Why didn’t he realize sooner? Wasn’t it obvious by the way Taehyung always looked at Jin? His best friend had been with him for so long, helped him fit in at school, made him part of Bangtan and yet, he let him suffer like this alone. It wasn’t Taehyung’s fault for being who he was. He cursed himself for not giving Taehyung a place to talk about how he felt.

“Talk to me okay? We’ll cry together and find solutions for it” Jimin smiled, his teary-eyes almost invisible in the dark. The smile of acceptance, that Taehyung wanted to see the most.    

“Noona wants to ask me out?” Taehyung asked with a playful smile on his face.

“I’m married,” Sun replied, already used to the kid’s antics.

 Yes, he likes peaceful environments. But, never once has he hated Seoul for being noisy, dirty and dusty. Well, until today.

Jin sat in the corner of the bus, praying that no one notices him. The last thing he wants right now is to people take photographs of him and ruin his ideas.

“Excuse me, sir, Could you shift inside?” a girl with blond hair asked. Seokjin freaked out.

“Go-uhh…yes.” He moved to the corner, carefully eyeing the girl. The Cooky keychain hanging from her backpack was enough proof that she could identify him. So, why hasn’t she?

A number of weird thoughts started eating him up. His stomach did a double take with every new question that was popping up in his head. Does he look that different? Does he look so old? Has BTS lost its popularity? Will Taehyung and the others recognize him?!

“Um…Jin-ssi” the girl whispered, bringing Jin back to earth. Poor guy was now completely confused.

“I won’t tell anyone. Promise” She held out her pinky. The man’s muscle relaxed.

“I still look the same right?” Jin asked, making the blondie giggle.

“Yes yes. You haven’t aged a bit! When did u come back?”

“Today. Please don’t post anywhere. At least till I tweet.”

“Sure. Oppa looks good with short black hair.”

“I know”

Jin politely thanked the girl for not screaming once he reached his destination. And thanked God for not ruining his plan. Upon arrival, a known face with dirty blond hair walked towards him to give him a big hug.

“Hyung!” Jimin replied, hugging Jin from the back. He never really expected himself to be the first member to meet Jin.

“Ah…Jimin-ah, don’t scare me like that. You know the scardy-cat I am!”

“You haven’t changed a bit!” Jimin laughed wiping the tears from his eyes.

“Yah! Just because I said I’m still scared doesn’t mean I haven’t changed!” Jin pouted. “Now, come and help me.”

Hadn’t it been for Jimin and Namjoon’s help, Jin would’ve never got a chance to confess his feelings to Tae. He had talked to Namjoon in cafes about a lot of sensitive stuffs. The fact that he wasn’t straight. In fact, Namjoon was one of the first to accept Jin for who he was. So Jin decided to ask his opinion once he was sure of what he felt.

“Namjoon. How do I even control the way I feel about him? You know, my ears keep turning red every time he does something unintentionally. That poor kid has no idea about the effect he has on me!!”

“Hyung, are you blind? He clearly has feelings for you.”

“Yah! Don’t raise my hopes up like that. How can you assume that he likes me just after that one incident I told you about, huh?! Don’t you think it’s a bit too much?” Jin pouted.

“One incident? Hyung, the two of you go out alone to eat. Sleep together every now and then. And have you ever seen the way he gets flustered around you?! He HUGGED Jungkook after seeing you hug me! WHAT MORE PROOF DO YOU WANT?!” Namjoon broke his pen, accidentally hitting it with his fist while lecturing the older.

Jin secretly hoped that Namjoon was right. He wanted it to be true.

That night, Jin was getting ready for bed. He was in the middle of his routine night shower, thinking of ways to make Jungkook feel more comfortable in their presence. That’s when someone knocked at the door.

“Hyung!” Taehyung called out.

Jin could feel his ears turn red. What’s he doing here now? What’s his problem?!

“Yeah? Is everything okay Tae? Just gimme a few minutes. I’ll come out and-“

“Hyung, can we take a bath together?”

Shit, what is going on? Jin was completely flustered at the request. A mixed sense of embarrassment and happiness started pooling within him. His was pretty sure that his heart would burst at any moment, judging by the speed it was beating.

“What?” Jin asked, trying to keep his tone under control.

“Can we take a b-bath t-together?” Taehyung asked waiting near the entrance, closing eyes. Jin couldn’t help but notice Tae shaking in fear and embarrassment. Jin couldn’t help but smile. Namjoon was right after all. “How about we go out and have ice cream together. I’ll treat you with something expensive.”

“So no bath?” Taehyung asked, his face falling in disappointment.

“I didn’t say no, did I?” Jin replied, smirking at Taehyung. “Get in before I change my mind.”

“Perfect!” The cameraman gave a thumbs-up, assuring Taehyung. “Next shoot is on Monday. I have given Mrs. Lee your details.”

“We’re having a celebration tonight! Join us Taehyung!!” Solbin, Taehyung’s partner asked, pulling the hem of his shirt.

“Thanks for the offer Solbin, but I’ll pass. Got another contract to sign.” Taehyung replied.

“Mr. Kim, we literally have 20 minutes for the sign-up! Hurry now!!” Sun called out from the other side of the hall.

“Ah, later then, busy man.” Solbin waved and walked off.

 “SIXTEEN CALLS!? Jimin I told you I would have a photoshoot today. Couldn’t you wait for a while?!” Taehyung sighed, sitting on the stool and waiting for the stylists to get him ready.

“Aish, it’s just a photoshoot. Something we’ve been doing for the past 8 years.” Jimin replied, annoyed at the way Taehyung was acting.

“So what’s wrong?” Taehyung asked, checking his watch. His stylists were definitely running late this time.

“You know today’s a Thursday right?”

“Yeah, what about it? Wait, shit, I’m so so-“

“Screw you.” Jimin cut him off. “Jungkook and I are going out somewhere.”

“Somewhere or to his house?” Taehyung teased him.

“Don’t forget that you’re as straight as a circle. Have fun drinking alone.” Jimin quickly cut the phone before Taehyung could apologize. He definitely has to buy him a drink now, to bring things back to normal.

“How did it go?” Jungkook called out from his studio.

“So far fine. Let’s just hope it works out.”

Taehyung didn’t expect Jimin to blow up like that. What’s gotten into him? He was fine with it when the whole world shipped him with Jungkook. So why is he trying to act so bothered? What is his problem? Jimin should understand how busy Taehyung could get at times. It doesn’t mean that his friends have lost priority.  

“Mr. Kim, please remove your bracelets. It doesn’t match with your outfit.” The stylist called out

“Uhh…yeah, will do right away.” He carefully removed each one of them and put it in his bag.

“Umm…Mr. Kim, even this one.”  The stylist asked pointing at the thin, white gold bracelet with interlocked rings.

“Sorry, I don’t want to. It means the world to me.” Taehyung smiled and continued to focus on his phone.

  “Are we done for today?” Taehyung asked his assistant, removing the excess make up from his face while sitting in the car. He kinda finds it annoying when it starts dripping down in the heat.

“Yes, Taehyung. You have any personal plans?” Sun asked, arranging files in order.

“Had. Drop me at home please?” Taehyung replied, disappointment popping up in his tone.

“Everything alright? You sound upset Taehyung?”

“Not exactly noona. Jimin’s pissed at me for forgetting tonight. I didn’t mean that to happen you know? And plus I’m exhausted. Eating ramen at home would be nice” Taehyung answered, giving Lee Sun a reassuring smile.

“Fine, you can get down right here. We’re just two minutes away from your apartment” Sun replied, asking the chauffeur to stop. She quickly handed him a black mask and opened the door. “Walking might help you clear your mind.”

Taehyung walked along the pathway admiring the forest, something he rarely does due to his hectic schedule. Nevertheless, it definitely brought back memories.

“Hyung, are you sure about this?” Taehyung asked, trying to catch up with the older man. What if someone caught them together?

“Relax Tae, we could just tell them that we were going on a morning walk. And seriously, how do you expect people to be awake at 4??”

“So why in the world did you wake me up so early? We had practice yesterday till 11:30!”

“Just shut up and come!”

Seokjin took him to a deserted park in the middle of a small hill, which would be filled with children in the bright daylight. He held the younger’s hand and seated him on a swing.

“Seriously hyung, I know I like this but-“

“Can you just wait, my love?” Jin quickly shut the poor boy up. He knew how vulnerable Taehyung was for his cheesy words and phrases.

“Get your phone ready. The moment is pretty short.”

In a few minutes, the night sky started getting lighter. Taehyung was speechless. He had witnessed sunrise many times before in the countryside. But this was nothing short of magnificent. As dawn came by, the two of them could see the sun’s red rays border the dark sky. It was almost like an entrance to another world.

“This is…more beautiful than sunrise.”

“I’m glad you liked it,” Seokjin replied, clicking a candid of the younger man. The red-bordered-blue- sky made Taehyung look more beautiful. It was a pure miracle that he was with the beautiful man in front of him.

“Hyung, how did you…” Taehyung stopped midway, noticing Jin staring at him. His heart did a double take, looking at the older. Jin absolutely loved him. He was now sure of it.

“How did you find it?” Tae continued, without breaking the eye contact.

“Actually, I was practicing until 5am last Monday. We had our comeback show you know, and I wanted to give my best. So right in the middle of the practice. I never really expected the break of dawn to be more beautiful than the actual sunrise!” He took a deep breath before continuing.” And it was long since we spent time together, so I wanted it to be something different. No one would catch us at this hour. Just you and me together in this old, dusty park.”

“I’m sorry V” Jin choked. “I wish I could show you to the entire world. How much you mean to me. I wish we could walk around hand-in-hand and enjoy the sunset. And much more. But I-“

Taehyung couldn’t stop himself. Screw the world for now. Jin and his lips were all that mattered. The feeling whenever their lips meet never gets old. And he was glad. So glad that Jin was here, beside him.

“You know, we can always share that burden together?” Taehyung smiled, immediately pulling out of the kiss. He then nuzzled Jin’s neck and continued “And the last part was a bit too much. We’ve already gone on exquisite dates without people knowing!”

“I-I was trying to sound cheesy and romantic!” Jin replied, his voice going an octave higher in embarrassment. He then hid his head on Taehyung’s comparatively small shoulder. But, it wasn’t enough to stop his ears from turning red.

“I like you being cheesy. And surprising me like this.” Taehyung let out his boxy grin, patting the older man’s head.

Taehyung’s gaze went right to his apartment window when he realized that he had reached his building. And the sight couldn’t have baffled him more.

He left his house 12-13 hours back. The curtains were wide open. Lights switched off and rooms messed up. But now, it looked like a whole new place! The vase was back in its place near the window. The transparent curtains, that he had thrown in the storeroom was now diligently doing its work, preventing a lot of light from entering. Why? The flat facing the river now looked like it was occupied by a married couple!

Taehyung immediately rushed to his house, without paying much heed to his surroundings.  Who would’ve got the code number correctly? He quickly punched the password onto the lock and opened the door.

“What the fuck?” was all he could exclaim looking at the makeover.

The floor which used to be covered with clothes was all clean and tidy. The empty wine bottles that were thrown over the table were now missing.  In addition to the neat and tidy room, there was a huge packet on the dining table. And believe it or not, it was something Taehyung never imagined it to be.

Fresh, ripe strawberries. Judging by the beautiful fragrance that quickly filled up the room, it was from Daegu.

Taehyung was never this scared in life. No one, literally no one from his new company and contact list knew that he liked strawberries. No one would even guess the passcode. Except for those 6 idiots. And 4 of them were in the military. Even if they were there in Seoul today, it would be impossible for them to get this directly from Daegu.  Also, they respect each other’s privacy so much that they wouldn’t even dream of touching other’s phone. Except-

“No way” Taehyung froze on that spot. His heart started ramming on his chest so fast that he couldn’t process anything. It was so bad that he literally threw his bag down and sat on the floor, trying really hard to control his heartbeat and the nervousness that was pooling inside him.

“Okay, V calm down.” He told himself, using his stage name. “It’s alright. If it was him, he would’ve called you first. He would’ve come out to greet you from the kitchen. So stop assuming things and get changed.” But even after his small pep talk, Taehyung couldn’t move a muscle. He just couldn’t imagine that.

“Maybe Sun decided to help.” He continued convincing himself. “Yeah, it makes more sense. She couldn’t see me sad, so she called a few people to clean my house. She thought it would relieve me of some work and- SHIT IT’S HIM!!”

Sitting right in front of him, on the couch was RJ. The plushy that Jin carries with him everywhere. Looking at it, Taehyung was completely sure: Kim Seokjin is in his house. Or was. His heart was on the verge of exploding. Jin is back. His boyfriend is back. He is going to see him.

But to see him, Taehyung HAS to get up and walk. Which, judging by the way he was sitting with his hands on his head, would be quite impossible at the moment.

With whatever courage the man could muster, Taehyung slowly tip-toed his way to his room. His heart had no intentions of being merciful. “Okay” Taehyung took a huge breath and quickly opened the door.

The room was extremely cold, just like the way Jin would like it to be. And yes, as Taehyung expected, he was there in his room. Sleeping to be exact. Taehyung walked into the room with so much caution, fearing that Jin would vanish.  Each and every step he took towards Jin felt like his last one. At one point, Taehyung was pretty sure that he would pass out.

He immediately stopped once he was close enough to the side where Jin was sleeping. Jin looked the same, beautiful. His plump lips looked fresher to Tae, probably because he was seeing him after a really long time. His short black hair, which was messy right now, made him look even more gorgeous. Taehyung could keep staring at him for eternity, if not for his nerves.

The next thing our admirer does is try to touch Jin. Of course, no one can blame Taehyung there because who wouldn’t want to touch worldwide handsome? That too after two years? Taehyung slowly caresses Jin's cheeks, fearing that the latter would vanish at his touch. The moment his long, slender fingers made contact with the soft cheeks, Taehyung confirmed that it is Jin. His boyfriend. The only man in the entire world Taehyung would die for.

And guess what? Taehyung’s nerves gave in. The moment he realized that he wasn’t dreaming, the pent up excitement and fear completely made him breakdown. Within a few seconds, the supposed-to-be-ecstatic Kim Taehyung was a sobbing mess. It was so horrible (according to him) because even he couldn’t understand what was making him cry. And neither did the sleeping Seokjin, who was now woken up by Taehyung’s wails.

“Tae-Taehyung-ah?” Jin quickly got up, half-happy, half-sleepy and completely confused. “Wh-what happened?!”

“H-hyung yo-you are a-awake,” Taehyung told in between his sobs. God, this was going really bad.

“What’s wrong Taehyung?” Jin asked pulling the man close to him, wiping his eyes. Did he do something wrong? Was Taehyung sad with him?

“N-no hyung,” The younger man reassured him. He took in a deep breathe, putting his head on top of Jin’s shoulder. Without lifting his head, he makes a polite request. “Hyung, it’s cold. Switch it off.”

“Sure,” Jin replied pulling out the remote from under his pillow. Some habits never die.

“Is everything okay?” Jin asked after switching off the A/C. He slowly starts brushing Taehyung’s hair with his fingers, to coax him.

“Sorry, Jin hyung, I just couldn’t believe. It is you, right?” Taehyung asked, tightening his grip over Jin.

“Don’t be. And yes it is me” Jin laughed, patting Taehyung on the head. “By the way, purple doesn’t look that bad.”

“It looks horrible!”

“Nothing looks horrible on my Taehyungie. On the contrary, everything looks stunning on you.”

“Hyung!” Taehyung whined, hiding his head on Seokjin’s chest in embarrassment.

“So, shall I get dinner ready? Since I dozed off, I wouldn’t be able to surprise you. Is ramen okay?”

“I was just thinking about that.”

“Ahh,” Jin smiled and quickly planted a kiss on Taehyung’s forehead.

“Get changed. And don’t you dare mess up the floor once again.” Jin sternly replied and walked out of the room.

Well, to be honest, Taehyung wasn’t the only one who almost died of nervousness. As soon as Jin walked out of that room, he ran towards RJ and covered his face with it. Thank the good lord that Taehyung forgot to switch on the room light. Jin’s face was completely red.

“Fuck, why is he so gorgeous?!” he exclaimed under his breath. “And he called himself ugly with that purple hair? Damn him.” Jin turned towards the door, expectantly, hoping that Taehyung would run towards him.

But after waiting for 5 mins, which seemed like hours to him, Jin just got up (purely on instinct, happens when you don’t see someone for too long!) and walked towards the now closed room. He swiftly turned the knob, thereby opening it without making much noise. Not being able to see Taehyung in the room, Jin makes his way to the bathroom. He knew he was going to regret whatever he was doing. But well…sometimes, needs and desires should be given more priority.

Jin wasn’t himself today. That was for sure.  Taehyung was quite surprised to see Jin walk in, without permission.

“Wow, now that’s something,” Taehyung smirked. Trying something like this is not Jin’s cup of tea. “Since when did u become so brave?” Tae continued, switching off the shower. He opened the translucent door that was separating the two of them.

“People change, you know,” Jin replied quickly throwing his sweatshirt on the floor. Taehyung whistled, looking at the sight in front of him.

“Damn, Jungkook would be stumped if he got to see this” Taehyung growled. He caressed Seokjin’s chest and slowly moved his hands down to his abs. The Kim Seokjin standing in front of him was a masterpiece he would never let go of.

“I know” Jin replied, pulling the younger man closer.

“Hyung, how do you expect me to take a shower if you keep holding me like this?”

“But I’m hungry.”

“So go make ramen. I’ll come out in a minute.”

“Who wants ramen when there’s a whole fucking meal standing right in front of me?!”

“Ohh,” Taehyung smirked. “So don’t get your meal cold. Undress and come in.”

“Hyung, I told you not to go overboard!” Taehyung shouted from the bedroom examining his neck. Gods, how in the world were those stylists going to hide all the hickeys. Sun was definitely going to kill him.

“Relax; no one would even notice them,” Jin called out from the kitchen.

“No one would even notice them?! Do you know how huge they are?”

“Taehyung-ah, stop making such a huge fuss. If you’re so embarrassed, just tell them you’re sick and bunk. Who’s going to come and check?” Jin walked into the room, towards Taehyung.

“And anyways, those hickeys in your neck make you look extra good. “ Jin sneakily placed his hands on Taehyung’s perfect ass, giving it a quick squeeze.

“Fine, I’ll deal with this later. So tell me more about the service. What did they make you do?” Taehyung asked, taking Seokjin to the kitchen. He then arranges two bowls and chopsticks on the counter, while Jin transfers the ramen into the bowls. The latter then opens the refrigerator and pulls out two cans, one diet coke, and another, a beer and places it near the ramen.

“Well…I wasn’t in the front lines. But hell, they made me work out like a pig! They made the whole lot jog for 30-40km!” Jin exclaimed, slurping the noodle. “They don’t even give you good food! And there are so many rats in the dorm rooms! Once I almost threw a pillow on my commander because-“

“You threw a pillow at your commander?!” Taehyung asked, bursting into laughter.

“Almost. It was running where he was standing. What do you expect me to do huh?” Jin pouted.

“Aww, Seokjinnie is still scared of pests?” Taehyung asked in a teasing tone, pulling Jin’s chin.

“I’m not sure. Sometimes I feel like I can deal with cockroaches. Why are you grinning at me like an idiot?”

“Because you’re cute,” Taehyung replied, giving a quick peck on Jin’s cheek. Jin could feel his ears turn red. Not wanting to get teased more, he clears his throat and changes the topic. “Oh, by the way, my train stopped at Daegu for a while. I met Yoongi over there.”

“Really? How does he look?!” Taehyung asked, forgetting about his coke for a while.

“More skinny. He has tanned a bit. Otherwise, nothing about him has changed. He’s still that scary old grandpa” Jin quickly took a sip of his beer.

“Where did he go?”

“I can’t remember exactly where but, somewhere in the North only. He said he is coming here tomorrow. Jimin has planned a party for him.”

“Oh, that reminds me.” Taehyung interrupted. “Jimin teased me.” He pouted like a baby before continuing. “I am so damn busy with all those photoshoots these days. So I forgot about tonight.”

“What was tonight?”

“After you and Yoongi left, the 5 of us decided to meet up every Thursday. Like I got recruited by Gucci. Jungkook has drifted towards directing and GV related stuffs. Jimin has recently released a single which you should definitely listen to. Hoseok-hyung had been focusing on teaching juniors to dance. Technically he has joined hands with our dance managers. Namjoon-hyung started producing songs and rapping English covers and all.”

“So I’m the only one who has to search for something to do huh?” Seokjin sighed, trying really hard not to show his disappointment. He knew he would be in huge trouble once Bangtan disbands or goes on a hiatus.

“Hyung, you just came back. There’re-“   Taehyung stopped when he sensed Jin’s disappointment.

“Look at me hyung.” Taehyung turned Jin’s head, facing his. “You’ll get your chance. You have so much to choose from. You can sing, act, model, host variety shows, etc. You can literally do so much, and you’re scared that you won’t be successful like us?”

“It’s just that I-“

“No ‘just’. You’ll do it. I’ll make sure you get it.” Taehyung smiled and took Jin’s bowl along with his to the sink.

Jin couldn’t have been more grateful.

“So, how did you get these strawberries?” Taehyung asked, trying to lighten up the mood.

“Oh, you won’t even believe it! Do you know where these are from?” Jin asked, quickly removing the stalk from the berry.

“Where?” Taehyung asked, taking the strawberry from Jin and putting it in his mouth.

“Where?” Jin scoffed. “You can’t guess it by the taste? You were the one who told me that different strawberries taste different!”

“ Hyung, it’s been so long since I tried one from Daegu…wait, no way.” Jin smiled at the younger man’s surprised reaction. “Yeah, getting it?”

“Hyung did u actually go there?! Oh my god, it’s from the farm, right? Oh my god.” Tears started to well up in Taehyung’s eyes. Never had he imagined he would get to taste them once again. The perfectly ripe, sweet and a tad bit tangy strawberries that grew in the field. His field.

“How?” he replied, his voice choking.

“Now why are you crying Taehyungie? I thought this would make you happy. “Jin frowned, pulling Taehyung closer to him on the couch. “It really hurts to see you cry like this you know? Am I making you that sad?” He slowly kissed his cheeks, moving down to his neck and chest, until Taehyung was able to take control over his emotions.

“No Hyung.” Taehyung huffed. “I’m just so happy. It’s such a relief you know. To have you back like this. To sit and spend time with you like this.” He then stretched himself in such a way that he was able to rest his head on Jin’s chest, one of his favorite places in his hyung.

“So continue, how did you get them?”

“Well…I thought I should get you something interesting. And that’s when I met your mum.”

“Wow, you saw Tannie?” Taehyung interrupted, yawning and hugging Jin at the same time.

“Your baby was just fine. Started wagging as soon as he saw me. So where was I? Ah…yes, your mum. She was so excited to see me you know?”

“Really?”

“Yeah. We spent an hour sitting and chatting about this cool new recipe she tried that week. She even gave me extra tips on fermenting the kimchi. She even talked about you. Why did you forget to call her huh? She was so worried!”

“Sorry, my photoshoots were going out of hand. “ Taehyung answered, once again yawning loudly.

“She knows. She then asked me to take this home to you. But seriously Taehyung, you’ve been living in such an ugly mess. Like the moment I entered the room, all I could see was that the trash was filled with coke cans?! Like seriously, are you mad? You might end up falling sick! Hey, are you even listen-“

Well…poor Jin wasted all his scoldings on the sleeping Taehyung. Taehyung was so exhausted that he automatically fell asleep on Jin’s chest.

Jin slowly took Taehyung’s hand and placed it on his neck. The sofa was so small that they were sure to get a cramp. “Taehyungie” Jin called out to himself, smiling. He definitely should get his sweetheart a new bracelet. The old one was losing its shine.

The older man slowly turned his gaze towards the ceiling when his mind started to wander, going back to the past. The two of them never tried hiding their relationship. Somehow, it automatically went to the backseat in 2016. And it remained there. In fact, after that the entire team made sure that it remained there.

But still, there were the interviews. Like hell, how were people so blind to the fact that Taehyung was so obvious? Jin could never really understand how people kept missing on them whenever Taehyung used to openly touch his thighs and hands. It was kind of hilarious you know. I mean, you won’t touch someone like that if you considered them to be your brother.

And then comes the lives. God, it was really clear that they would keep staring at each other through the screen. Sneak in a flying kiss every now and then. Openly flirt. And much more. Yet people never caught them. Jin soon realized that there was no point in acting so chill and indifferent to Taehyung because people just wouldn’t see them. It was almost something beyond their imagination, he supposed.

“I wish I could’ve tried more in those shows,” Jin told himself, moving his almost-numb hand over Taehyung’s head. “Like seriously, nobody caught me giving a flying kiss to Tae during those opening ceremonies, American talk shows, and interviews. How can they be so ignorant?”

“But it was good in one way,” He continued, letting out a quick yawn. “We got to confess our love and get closer to each other because of ARMY. And I’m grateful for that.” And like that, Jin closed his eyes, slowly drifting off to his own dream world.

Seriously, couldn’t you guys be louder?” Jungkook asked mockingly looking at Taehyung’s neck. “Damn, Jin took all his pent up frustrations and desires on you!”

“What’s your problem huh? They look good on me.” Taehyung replied back, pretty pissed. Not at what Jungkook said but at Jin.

“Yah Jin-hyung, why don’t you just get your ass out there and make out with that asshole there huh? You anyways can’t stay without touching him.”

“Not again Taehyung. I told you for the millionth time that-”

“So? You expect me to believe in that shit? Go! Get away from my sight and start making out!”

“Ohh, you’ve become so arrogant huh?” Jin retorted back. “Guess what! Why don’t you go have sex with that guy you hugged today morning in the shoot.  He has a better body than me right?”

“So you’re jealous hyung?” Taehyung voice almost rose up.

“You’re talking as if you aren’t “

“Why don’t you guys just not meet each other for another two years? At least the three of us would be at peace.” Yoongi replied, pouring drinks for all of them.

“NO!” Both of them replied in unison.

“Yeah yeah. I’m pretty sure people in love for so long don’t fight about things like this. Break up already guys!” Jimin sighed, throwing his hands up in the air.

“No, I love him. Don’t tell me what to do!” Seokjin replied back, banging his fist on the table.

“Hyung what?” Taehyung asked, with an amused smile on his face.

“I said I love-“Jin stopped midway as soon as he realized what he was saying. His face turned red and heartbeat accelerated.

“No-Nothing.”

“But your face says otherwise hyung!” Jungkook laughed, pointing at his hyung’s ear. Taehyung quickly pulled Jin for a hug and a peck on his lips. “You heard him, Kook. And neither will I because I love him more than anything else in this world!”

Jimin and Yoongi sat together in the corner looking at the couple and the annoying Jungkook.

“Taehyung and Jin’s confession was completely unnecessary,” Jimin replied, pouring himself some more Soju.

“I swear. It’s literally written all over their face. You can see their eyes becoming hearts every time they look at each other. They look so complete” Yoongi replied.

“Guess this is what you call being at home.” Jimin replied, pulling Jungkook beside him. And Yoongi couldn’t agree more with Jimin that night.

[who-tf-stole-my-car-radio]

Vessel part 2

Your friend hurried back to the table. “What happened?!” She asked, her expression hungry for details. You simply shrug “he invited me to their next show at some college party, he invited you too .... and I gave him my number” you say with a melancholy tone. Your friends eyes were wide “why the hell do you sound depressed?!” She questioned “why are you not freaking out like me?” She added. “He has a girlfriend” you say taking another drink of your lemonade. “God I wish this had alcohol in it” you say again, mostly to yourself. “Ok he has a girlfriend BFD he can’t like her that much if he asked you for your number” with a satisfied shrug. “Yeah that’s just it, I don’t want to be the reason he leaves her. I mean we literally just met like what? Twenty minutes ago? And who knows how long he’s been with her” you ramble. Your friend shakes her head “listen whatever happens between them is NOT your problem. If he’d leave her for a chick he met twenty minutes ago then clearly their relationship is already trash” she says taking a perky sip of her drink. You look at her blankly for a moment before rolling your eyes “you just like the drama” you retort with an eventual smile. She nods proudly as she swallows her sip “I do! AND I like the drummer so we’re going to that show” she pointedly decides. You chuckle and shake your head. Honestly you were excited to hear and see him again, you really were and it’s not like you guys were gonna make out or anything. You had no plans on doing anything that would jeopardize his current relationship, the two of you were just friends so far. Not even friends , just acquaintances. Being an acquaintance sounded far better than home-wrecking hussy.

“That reminds me” you chime settling the storm of thoughts in your mind. Your friend looked up at you. “Tyler said the drummer, Josh, was looking at you like the entire show” you proclaim readying yourself for the deafening over zealous girl-ish shriek that was sure to be escaping her perfectly glossed lips at any moment. “WHAT?!?!” She yelled, her aura flashed at you like the aftershock of an atom bomb. Her face lit up with excitement and yours winced with the pain of her shriek ringing in your ears. “Sorry I said anything “ you chime but it falls on deaf ears. “ oh my god What will I wear??” She asks her eyes darting off in thought. “Wear two stamps and a saltine for all I care just don’t get your hopes up about the little drummer boy there. Boys in bands aren’t really known for their long healthy relationships, more like short , shameful one night stands” you say “Yeah I don’t care” she replies quickly you smile, of course she doesn’t. You can’t help but feel differently about Tyler , somehow you knew he wasn’t like that. He seemed genuine but you had only just met him so you couldn’t really make a fair call yet. The rest of that day was full of water, sunshine, and lingering thoughts of two boys you hardly knew.

The next day was completely different, weather-wise at least. Dark, heavy clouds hung over your town like a horrendous guilt. And a , what seemed to he never ending , shower of rain fell to the ground turning every home and business in Columbus Ohio into lakefront property. “It’s about time you woke up” your friend smiles as you join her in the living room. She hands you a hot cup of tea , both of you still wore your pajamas which consisted of, cotton shorts and old over sized t shirts . The sound of rain dancing on the large window in your living room made you sleepy again , nothing a huge crack of thunder couldn’t solve though. Your body jolted in response to the loud boom. Your friend simply laughed and took another sip of her, what smelled like, vanilla chamomile tea. “Shut up” you retorted playfully elbowing her in the ribs. You looked at your phone , you forgot you had turned it on silent last night. There was one unread message from a random number. Butterflies took flight against the walls of your stomach.

Tyler.

You hated the fact that you couldn’t help but smile and blush at the thought of him.

He has a girlfriend

He has a girlfriend

He has a girlfriend

You chanted to yourself in incantation before refocusing and reading his message.

T: hey it’s me ! I hope you had a good rest of your day yesterday, sorry for the late text, I had to wait till my girlfriend fell asleep to talk to you...

Your heart sank. You felt bad for his girlfriend , it’s not nice of Tyler to go behind her back BUT there are two sides to every story and who knows maybe she’s talking to another dude. Your thoughts flew around your mind like fireflies. You shook your head and watched them scatter out of your ears and disappear into nothing.

Y: hey Tyler! I’m glad to hear from you, so when’s that party?

You decide to completely ignore the fact of his girlfriend and ask about the show instead, you’d like to talk to him more about his relationship because clearly he wasn’t very happy in it but it wasn’t your place to ask.

T: 343 University dr. We play at 7 but we’ll be there around 5 , so does this mean you’re coming?

Y: yeah we’ll be there, my friend would drag me by my hair if I didn’t want to go :) but she won’t have to

T: well that’s good news for your hair, it’s too pretty to be pulled around........... like that anyway

The butterflies made their way all throughout your body. Did he just compliment you? It felt so good to hear him say that, it made you feel like a little giggly school girl with a crush. On the other hand your mind couldn’t stop wondering if he’d said the same to his girlfriend today or who knows maybe there’s other girls. You sighed and slumped down in your seat. Why was this eating you alive? You really honestly didn’t even know him that well. You didn’t know his last name , his favorite color, if he’d ever broken any bones. All you knew was he was a boy in a band , with a beautiful voice and a face to match. You felt the butterflies melt into a warmth as thoughts of him filled your head.

Y: Tyler......

T: I know I’m sorry...I just ... I can’t help it. I’m usually not like this but I just feel pulled towards you...

Somehow you knew exactly what he was trying to say, you felt the same way. The two of you we’re magnetized towards each other. You needed to be in his life one way or another and you just might have to put your better judgement aside and let temptation take over.

Y: I know, it’s okay. You’re really sweet and I appreciate that....I’m really glad we met Tyler

T: I’m glad we did too and I feel like we met for a reason, I have to go rehearse with Josh now , but I’ll talk to you as soon as I can....maybe I can come see you tonight?

Come see you tonight? What does that mean? What would we do? What would he tell his girlfriend? You didn’t know what to say hopefully he would be too busy at rehearsal to have any free time tonight.

Y: sure, if you’re not busy you can stop by, just call me or something, hopefully I’ll still be awake ha ha. If not then I’ll see you at the show .....bye Tyler :)

T: haha okay bye (Y/N)

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*later that evening*

“So you’re going to let him come over right???” Your friend prys as the two of you walked trough the mall. You rolled your eyes

“How did you even know about that?” You asked swinging your bags as you walked . She looked down “I may have just quickly skimmed through your texts while you were in the shower” she chimed with an innocent smile. You glared at her but couldn’t hold back your laugh.

“You’re so fucking nosy” you retort shoving her gently. She smirks with a slight cock of her head. “I don’t go through your phone” you add . Her face goes blank “yeah well my love life isn’t really as exciting as yours right now, my phones dryer than the Sahara “ she responds with her usual quick wit.

“Well what about Josh, he might like you “ you suggest.

“Yeah he MIGHT and I don’t have his phone number so I can’t talk to him” she argues. “We’ll get it at the party don’t worry” you reassure. She sighs and drops her shoulders. “Yeah and so will every other girl within a mile radius” she retorts. “Hey there were plenty of girls at the water park yelling his name but he only had eyes for you “ you respond , you can tell what you said made her feel slightly better. “Yeah well I guess we’ll see, he is really cute though............I’m totally getting his number” she smiles decidedly. You knew she would, it never takes much coaxing for her to want to get a guys number, usually she didn’t have to ‘get’ them, guys practically through their numbers at her. I’ve gotta hand it to her this time though, Josh is a good looking man.

Just then your phone rings, you look down and see Tyler’s name flashing on the screen. “Oh Shitting hell its him!” You say looking at your friend like a deer in headlights. “Well what are you out of your mind ?? ANSWER IT!” She demands as she grabs your hand making you put your phone against your face.

“Hi Tyler” you say shooing her hand away.

“Hey! I wasn’t sure if you we’re going to answer” he says , you can tell a smile is beaming on his face.

“Yeah sorry my hands are kinda full and I had to dig in my bag for my phone” you lied. Your hands were only carrying one bag, they were hardly full, and your phone was already in your hand as well. You didn’t want Tyler to know you were too nervous to answer right away and your friend had to basically force feed the phone to you

“Oh well, I’m done with rehearsal.....what are you up to?” He asks , he must have JUST got done with rehearsal because you can hear him and who you assume is Josh fumbling with some equipment in the background.

“Oh me and (Y/F/N) are just at the mall, we’ll we’re leaving now we just wanted to pick up some new outfits for...” your voice trails. Shit. You didn’t want him to know you were here getting new clothes for his show , oh Christ (y/n) , make something up QUICK BEFORE-

“For what?” He questions. His voice interrupting your rampant thoughts

Fuck. “Um forrrr ...... a birthday party! Yeah next weekend, her cousins birthday party. It’s gonna be on a boat at the lake so we wanted to get some beach appropriate attire” you say. What a shit-headed fuckin lie. Really? A birthday party? On a boat??? Tyler simply laughed “Birthday party huh? Sounds like a good time” he’s smiling again.”Well I hope you have fun, so.... you wanna get together tonight?” He asks getting right to the point. You pause and look at your friend who nods so hard you could have sworn she was going to slip a disc in her spine .”Uhh aren’t you like really busy? You’re in a band you must have like no free time to hangout with me” you say prolonging your answer. “Well no I don’t have much free time, but I’m freeing up my time...for you” he responds. His words were so sweet but so hard to hear and they made you feel happy and conflicted at the same time. “I’ll bring Josh” he adds

Your friend snatched your phone

“Yes! Let’s hangout ! Our address is 1342 sunfeild st. Why don’t you guys stop over in let’s say.....an hour!” Your friend chimes cheerfully. You can hear Tyler’s voice responding but you can’t make out what he’s saying.

“Awesome see you guys soon!” She says once more before hanging up. You just stand there looking at her with zero expression on your face.

“You’ll thank me later” she remarks tossing you your phone and continuing through the mall.

“Come on slow-poke we gotta get date ready!” She bounces up and down grabbing your hand pulling you along. Honestly you were really really excited to see Tyler again , nervous but excited. What were you going to wear?

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When the two of you finally returned back to your house , your friend made a bee-line for her room , you did the same. You stood hopelessly in front of your closet. “God I have nothing to wear!” You holler to your friend.

“You can borrow something of mine” she offers. You can hear her shuffling through her drawers, she’s probably ripping through her clothes. With a quick pace you made your way to her room.

“What should I wear?” You ask looking through the clothes she’s already tossed aside.

“I dunno what are we going to do? Maybe wear something practical and multipurpose” she suggests. No help . You grab a black pair of ripped skinny jeans and a black tank top that had a red floral pattern . This’ll do. Sauntering back to your room you slip the outfit on and looked at yourself in the mirror. Thank god you and her were basically the same size. Now all that was left was the matter of your hair and makeup. You decided to go with something simple, you didn’t want to look like you were trying to impress him (even though you totally were). You tied your hair up in a ponytail leaving a few strands down in the front. Gently and with effortless precision you put on your eyeliner , it really brings out your eyes and made your cheek bones look nice. Usually that was the only makeup you wore, but tonight you decided to put on some lipstick for good measure, a nice natural blush color. You smile at your reflection, which rarely ever occurred.

“You look great!” Your friends voice fills the air like light pink waves crashing over hot sand, you watch as the waves echo out your bedroom window.

You turn to look at her, she’s wearing a knee length sky blue spaghetti strap dress, It was simple and pretty and fit her frame perfectly. She wore a pair of white doc martens to top off her soft grunge look, her hair was down and barely touched her shoulders.

“You look really nice too, I love that dress” you respond with a smile. Just then there was a knock on the door, you and (Y/F/N) looked at each other before the both of you scurried excitedly to the door. “Oh wait wait WAIT” you proclaim in a hushed yell as you ran into the bathroom. You grabbed your favorite perfume and spritzed a careful amount over your body.

“Ok go go go” you say as you toss the bottle back on the counter. The two of you rush to the door looking each other over one last time before your friend pulls it open. In front of you stands Tyler and Josh , both wearing sweet smiles.

“Hey “ Tyler says looking at you, his smile grew softer and more sincere the longer he looked at you. You picked up on it and blushed letting out a pathetically soft “hi” .

“Come on in!” Your friend says opening the door even wider. The two men step inside looking around as they do.

“This is a pretty nice place, Tyler and I just share an apartment “ Josh says with a soft chuckle.

“This is hardly our place, her parents pay our rent” you say nodding toward your friend. She smiles “yeah, their loaded. So what do you guys wanna do?” She says quickly. Josh laughs at her remark.

“We thought we could go for a walk, maybe get some ice-cream” Tyler says , more to you than the other two.”A walk? It’s like 10pm” your friend says laughing.

“That’s the best time to go” Josh says. “Don’t worry we’ll protect you from robbers” Tyler jokes

You smile, you did every time he looked at you, you couldn’t help it he was so pretty. “Sounds fun “ you chime. “I’m 100% getting blue moon” your friend says grabbing her purse. “Oh you don’t need that, I’ll buy” Josh offers. Your friend looks at you smiling. “My kinda guy” she says jokingly , Josh and Tyler laugh and the four of you head out the door. The night air was crisp and clean and smelled like rain, the ground was still damp , the clouds were still dark but the rain had settled. You could smell it all, you could smell the droplets that hung on the leaves and the wet earthy dirt they fell onto. It was your absolute favorite smell, it reminded you of fall, which was only a few weeks away. The thought of that made your face burn red as you remembered you told him you had a birthday party on a boat to go to in a few weeks not stopping to think that it would be fall in a few weeks. Dumbass. He could probably drive a van through the holes in that story. Josh and your friend trailed slightly behind the two of you, keeping conversation as they did. You heard them both laugh every few seconds and they really seemed to be getting along.”You look really pretty” Tyler speaks forcing your attention on him. “Oh” you smile “Thank you, I couldn’t really find anything to wear so I had to borrow something of hers” you admit with a laugh. “You could have worn a trash bag, you’d still look pretty” he says. His voice was dark and gentle like melted chocolate mixed with blood. His words ripped through you like wind through trees and all you could think about was his girlfriend. “Can I ask you something?” You respond.

“You can ask me anything” he responds his eyes searching the ground. “Why are you so nice to me?” You ask, your voice falls a little. Tyler looks at you and then a passing car steals his gaze.

“When I first seen you, I felt this pressure lift from my shoulders and then I couldn’t take my eyes off you, even if I wanted to I couldn’t. You filled my head and I hadn’t even spoken to you yet. One look and You entranced me..... “ he says softly. “There’s something between us (Y/N) and I need to know what it is” he says again , both of you had stopped walking by now . Josh and your friend were across the street ordering everyone’s ice cream and standing noticeably close. Now that you thought about it so were you and Tyler. “What about your girlfriend..?” You ask, barely able to form words all you could focus on was his perfect lips and enchanting eyes. You were close enough that you could smell his faint cologne pass your nose with every slight gust of wind . Your mention of his girlfriend didn’t seem to phase him at all. “Things with me and her are complicated, our relationship was set up through our parents and it’s just a mess....a forced mess....she doesn’t feel that close to me. I’ve known you for a day and I’ve felt more things with you than I ever have with her” he explains. He was being honest it wasn’t just a show or him telling you what you want to hear. “So why don’t you just break up with her?” You ask again.

“I’ve never broken up with anyone before.... I don’t know how...” he admits. You understood how he felt , you’d never broken up with anyone either , you’ve always been on the receiving end of a bad break up. Just then Josh and your friend returned arms full of ice cream.

“Peanut butter cup just like you like” your friend says handing you a double scoop of the creamy treat stuffed generously into a waffle cone. Waffle cones were amazing. You never understood why anyone got anything else, they were delicious and if your ice cream started to melt it would catch in the diamond shaped waffle divots of the cone and not drip on your clothes. Yummy and practical.

“Thanks” you say taking a refreshing lick. The four of you walked aimlessly around town , talking and laughing the whole way until you eventually wound up back at your house.”Wow I can’t believe how late it is already” Josh says looking at his phone, which prompted you to do the same. “Yeah wow it’s already 1am” you say, which was probably a mistake because saying it out loud made you realize how tired you actually are. Tyler looks at you “Yeah it is late.....but I don’t wanna leave” he admits a smile forms on his sweet face. He looked cute when he was tired. “..you can stay the night if you’d like” you say nervously tugging at the hem of your shirt. Tylers face lit up. “It Is very dangerous to drive while your tired “ your friend says. Josh smiles and looks to Tyler. “I’m game” he says settling back on the couch.”Yeah I guess we can just crash on the couch” Tyler says with a shrug. Your friend quickly intervenes.

“Oh no no no this old couch will kill your back, you can sleep in (Y/N’s) room!” She offers. You freeze. In my room? In the same bed at the same time? “Right (y/n)?” Your friend speaks again, with a perky tone , her eyes grow wide glaring at you for a quick second. “Oh uh yeah totally, these couches are stone” you say trying to act nonchalant.

“Josh and I will probably stay up a while, why don’t you guys head to bed?” Your friend speaks again. Wow she’s really pushing for you two to be together. You laugh at her and roll your eyes.”Yeah cmon Tyler, It’s right down the hall” you say leading him to your room.

He closes the door behind him as the two of you enter. There’s a moment of silence.”You know, I can sleep on the floor if you’re not comfortable with this” he says stuffing his hands nervously in his pockets. It was tempting considering he had a girlfriend already but you couldn’t remember the last time you vacuumed this floor. “No that’s okay, I’m fine with sharing the bed, I wouldn’t ask you to sleep on the floor” you say with a chuckle before yawning. “Wow I really am tired” you add sleepiness tugging at your eye lids.. “Me too” Tyler says stretching . You looked down at what you were wearing. Jeans. Yikes. You can’t sleep in jeans. “Do you want me to leave so you can change?” He asks reaching for the door handle. “Umm Yeah sorta “ you admit shyly. He smiles.

“Just knock when your ready” he says stepping out of the room closing the door gently behind him. You quickly pull your clothes off and toss them in your laundry basket before grabbing light blue pajama shorts that had little red cherries patterned across them, then you grabbed a matching blue tank top , and took off your makeup with some wipes you kept in your drawer. You let your hair down and checked yourself in the mirror before knocking twice on the door.

“I’m done” you chime. Tyler steps back in, his eyes fall down your body and his facial expression softens. “Still pretty” he says brushing a piece of hair behind your ear. Your body warms to his touch. It was so gentle and soft. You look down and smile to yourself.

“Are you gunna change?” You ask realizing he’s wearing jeans too.

“Well I usually just sleep in my boxers” he says not breaking eye contact with you. “That’s fine, whatever’s comfortable” you reply walking over to your bed and sliding in. Tyler starts to undo his belt and he lets his pants fall to his ankles before stepping out of them and pulling his shirt over his head. His body was a wonderful olive tone and he had a thin trail of hair that lead from his belly button to his......you know. Your face flushed as you thought more about his undeniably sexy body that stood before you. He smiled almost like he could hear your thoughts. “I’ll get the light” he says switching it off. Then there was darkness. You felt his body slide in bed next to you, immediately warming you. His smooth skin brushed against yours as he turned on his side to face you. His hand lifted to your face and he stroked your cheek with his thumb gracefully. “This feels......right..” his voice breaks the silence and floats into your ears. “Yeah it does” you admit , he couldn’t see it, but you had a huge smile on your face. Your bedroom window was wide open and it began to rain again outside, you could hear every rain drop splash against the ground and the wind blow gently through the trees. The wind came through the window sending a chill through your room. You got goosebumps and shook slightly. Instantly Tyler wrapped his arm around your side and pulled you into his chest. His delicious cologne still lingering on his body. His warmth and the comfort of his touch had you sleeping almost instantaneously. “Goodnight (Y/N)” he said softly his fingers tracing a pattern on your back. “Goodnight Tyler” you reply tiredly. You wondered what josh and your friend were doing, they must have been asleep or watching a movie because you couldn’t hear them in the living room, you fell asleep trying to decide.

You were jolted awake by Tyler who jumped out of your bed.

“What’s wrong?” You ask as you sat up rubbing your eyes. You could hear him quickly pulling his jeans back on. “Hey you go back to sleep , I just , I have to go” he says pulling his shirt over his head.

“It’s your girlfriend isn’t it?” You question. He sighs and sits on your bed “Yeah she’s called me like 20 times it’s already 10 am......I should go...” he says reluctantly. You nod, you didn’t want him to leave but it really wasn’t up to you. “Okay” you say softly. “Hey...” he says getting closer to you. His fingers gently grab your face and he kisses you passionately. His lips are soft and hungry, he leans over you slightly as if he’s trying to savor every last taste of you, but the two of you battle for power, he wins. His thumb strokes your cheek and He pulls away softly, your face still in his hands , your foreheads rested gently against each other’s. His eyes searched yours for forgiveness

“I’ll text you as soon as I can” he reassures. You nod as he gets off your bed and heads for the door. He offers you one last smile before he disappears down the hall. You fall back on your pillow with an exhausted sigh. His warmth still imprinted on the sheets and his smell still drifting through the air.

[honestly-fuck-this]

PART 2

I’m very sorry for the delay, but here is part two of the fic that still has no name (finally).

Disclaimer: I changed certain aspects of how things took place in the original story but I hope you still enjoy it.

2 weeks later

The weather forecast hadn’t mentioned the snow storm would start so early in the morning and Alex found himself stuck out in the cold after a doctor’s visit. The storm was beginning to pick up strength and it was nearly impossible to see. Not only that, but Alex was simply wearing a pair of distressed jeans, white vans, and a white hoodie that felt too wet and heavy already; he was freezing cold and was trying his hardest not to slip on the slippery pavement and risking an injury.

It was after he almost gave up and decided to sit on the sidewalk and wait to be consumed by snow that he heard the beeping of a car and then someone yelling, “get in, loser. We’re going shopping.”

Alex recognized the voice and rolled his eyes while letting out a deep sigh, “really, Scott? Mean Girls?”

“It’s a classic.” the other boy replied as he followed Alex closely in his car. “Seriously though, dude. You’re gonna freeze out here.”

“Even as I wait for my inevitable demise I can’t get away from dicks like you.” Alex muttered and rolled his eyes.

“What?”

Alex almost laughed at Scott’s confused face while he tried to figure out what he had said but decided to walk around the car and get in the passenger side, “thought you were here to run me over.”

“You really think I would kick you when you’re down?”

Alex did not say a word and instead opted to give him one of his many sassy faces that would convey just how much he really thought Scott was a huge dick, I mean the guy seems very fond of Bryce so there’s very little room for improvement as far as Alex is concerned.

“Really, Standall? I’m not that bad.” Scott stated firmly though he seemed slightly skeptical. “I promise you will return home safely but for now I’m gonna take you to my house because it’s closer and I don’t think I’ll make it back home in this weather if I drop you off first. So put your seatbelt on and show some gratitude to the man that just selflessly saved your life.”

Alex rolled his eyes but did as he was told and nodded his head, “my hero.”

“Less sarcasm would be better but it’s a good start.” Scott winked and started to drive home.

The drive to his house was only ten minutes but it felt like an hour in the awkward silence. Scott and Alex had hung out together in the past but never by themselves. Alex initially liked him and he can’t remember when everything started to go wrong and the disagreements between the two began. All he knows is that one day they had been hanging out at Zack’s house, playing video games and eating pizza, and the next day they couldn’t stand each other.

Scott parked his car in his driveway and led Alex to his front door. When Alex stepped into the other boy’s house he was surprised by how organized everything seemed. He had expected Scott’s home to be a mess just like the boy himself and then felt silly because he himself was a mess and everything at home seemed in perfect order. Scott led Alex to his bedroom and began looking for clothes that may fit Alex.

Scott’s room wasn’t very extraordinary, his walls were bare except for a bulletin board with dozens of polaroid photos. Alex walked over to them and was startled when Scott’s voice ordered him not to touch them. Alex looked at the boy and saw him fiddling with a ring on his finger.

“You okay?” he asked?

“You can get changed in the bathroom across the hall.” Scott replied and handed his his clothes.

Alex took them and went to change. He hadn’t realized he had forgotten how cold he really was until he began peeling off the layers of clothes he had been wearing that were clinging to his skin and the shivering started. Scott’s clothes were soft and warm and Alex was grateful when the shivers stopped. He picked up his wet clothes and made his way back into Scott’s room to find the other boy standing in front of the bulletin board looking at the photos.

“You seemed a lot nicer back then.” Alex teased.

Scott let out a sad laugh before turning to Alex and telling him to fuck off. He looked at the photos again and ran a finger across the writing under one of the photos, “they were better times.”

“So now you’re just a dick for no reason?” Alex smiled and nudged Scott’s shoulder with his own.

“You really think I’m that bad?” Scott laughed.

“Nah,” Alex replied and sat on the bed. “If Jeff was your friend he must’ve seen something great in you.”

Scott turned around and looked stunned and sad at once; Alex wasn’t sure why his words had upset the boy but he couldn’t help but feel guilty.

“I’ll put your clothes in the dryer.”

Scott’s voice sounded strained and Alex didn’t want to push his luck and press the boy for answers so he simply nodded his head and handed over his clothes.

It took Scott a while to get back to his room and when he did he was carrying two cans of coke and pizza rolls. “Hungry?” he asked.

“Starving.” Alex replied.

Scott set the food and drinks down on his bedside table and reached under his bed for his laptop, “what do you wanna watch?”

“Anything’s fine.” Alex said.

They settled for Salad Fingers on YouTube and watched all ten episodes before Scott got restless and began tossing his phone in the air and catching it.

“Can I ask you something?” Alex asked, breaking the silence that had fallen over them.

Scott nodded his head yes.

“Were you and Jeff together?”

Scott hadn’t been expecting that and nearly let his phone fall on his face. “What the fuck, Alex!”

“How do you live with it?” Alex whispered.

“What?” Scott sat up immediately and confusedly looked at the other boy.

“When I first moved here, “ Alex started, “I was trying to run away from my problems.”

“What do you mean?”

“I had this boyfriend back then, his family didn’t know he liked guys so they thought he was getting math help after school. We were young and thought we had everything figured out. One afternoon he told his parents that he was gonna stay over at my house to work on a group project. They objected at first but eventually gave in. We weren’t at my house though; instead we were hanging out with some friends in an old, abandoned barn. I knew my dad would be upset if I didn’t get home at eight so I told Carlos it was time to head back; he decided he wanted to stay anyway and asked me to stay with him a bit longer.” Alex closed his eyes and a single tear ran down his face.

“Why are you telling me this?” Scott asked.

Alex took a deep breath and continued, “we had a fight because he said I was too much of a pussy to think for myself and had to always ‘follow daddy’s rules.’ I was so angry; I told him he was the pussy who had to lie to his parents everyday because he was too scared of them, which is especially ironic because I was too terrified to tell my family as well. He was obviously mad and stayed with the others.”

“Then what happened?” Scott asked.

“He never made it back.” Alex whispered and wiped the tears away. “He called me some time after midnight to ask if it was okay to stay at my house because his parents would kill him if he showed up so late and drunk. I was still on the phone to him when I heard a loud crash. Turns out there had been a fire there a while back and the floor he was standing on collapsed and he died almost instantly from blunt force trauma. He died alone and there was nothing I could do or say to make it right.”

“You know that’s not your fault, right?”

“His parents didn’t see it that way. He was supposed to be at my house and I was supposed to be with him. I failed him and he died.”

“Alex, yo-”

“Everyone in town found out everything. A rumor was started that there had been foul play and that I was responsible so people started sending me threats and vandalizing our property. Everyone loved Carlos; he was smart and funny and I wasn’t. They were saying I’d pushed him because I wanted to hide the fact that I was a perv obsessed with a boy who never returned my feelings and that I would get away with it because my dad is a cop. They were just rumors but I couldn’t sleep, or eat, or shower, or even talk anymore. Eventually we decided that moving was best and here I am. Look how great that turned out for me.”

Scott was quiet for a while before finally saying in a voice so low that Alex wondered if the boy had truly spoken at all, “Jeff was everything to me.”

“How do you live with it?” Alex asked again, “I wake up every morning and I hate myself, and I’m angry, and all I wanna do is scream because I get to wake up while Carlos is buried ten feet under.”

“Most days I don’t know how I do it, to be honest.” Scott sighed and rubbed his face with his palms. “I thought my parents would disown me if they found out. Jeff always said I was overreacting and he was right. My parents knew all along and when we told them they were happy I was with Jeff. I was scared to be out at school so I begged him not to say anything; still, we were happy. Then Jessica’s party happened.”

Alex didn’t need to look at Scott to know he was trying to hold back tears. So Alex continued to look ahead and staring at the photographs scattered on the bulletin board and listened to the other boy talk.

“We had an argument that day because I was jealous of Clay.” Scott smiled sadly, “I was mad because he was spending a lot of time with him and I felt like I wasn’t seeing Jeff as much anymore. He said I was overthinking things like usual and that Clay was just tutoring him so he could stay on the team. I knew he was right, he and Clay were just friends but I wanted to hurt him because I felt ignored and neglected so I ignored him all night; and when he asked why I was being an ass I asked him why he cared anyway. It’s not like we were a real couple that would last. I knew I had hurt him and at the time I didn’t care.”

Scott began sobbing and Alex did nothing but sit next to him and listen to him cry.

“He found me at some point when I was with Justin and asked if I wanted to join him on a beer run. I said I didn’t wanna go anywhere with him and told him to leave me alone. Justin asked him if he was good to drive and he said he was. He said he hadn’t drank more than a beer hours ago. He asked once again and I told him to leave already. He lied. He had been drinking. He had been drinking and he decided to go anyway.

“So the last time I saw him I was a dick to him and Jeff left and died a horrific death, and he was alone, and he died not knowing how much I loved him. He died thinking I didn’t care about him. So every morning I wake up and I wish it was me who died that night.”

“Scott...” Alex whispered.

“Life is so unfair y’know.” Scott cried and clutched the ring around his finger. “Why do I get to wake up every morning and be alive when Jeff is dead? If anyone deserved to live it was him. He had so much to live for; so much to give to this piece of shit world and look where he’s now! I should’ve been there with him when it happened.”

“Both of you would be dead now.”

“It’d be a hell of a lot better than this. If I had been with him maybe I could’ve done something, or I could’ve been the one driving, or anything. If I wasn’t such an asshole Jeff would still be alive.”

“Scott.”

“I would give anything to trade places with him.”

“I know.”

Scott looked at the younger boy, nodded his head, and stood up to go to the bathroom. They didn’t talk about it anymore. Alex closed his eyes and thought back to the letter Hannah Baker had left behind after committing suicide. Only a couple of people knew the contents of that letter. Hannah had made copies and one was slipped in Alex’s locker the Friday before it all happened. In that letter Hannah described what happened the night Jeff died and what the police report said was far from the truth.

When Scott returned to his bedroom it was as if the conversation hadn’t happened. They decided to play video games until Scott’s parents returned. They boy helped Scott’s parents make dinner and Alex called his father letting him know that he was at a friend’s house and would be staying over because of the harshness of the storm.

PART 1

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The 7 Best Hostels in Montreal

Posted: 1/18/2020 | January 18th, 2020

Montreal is one of the world’s best cities (at least in my opinion). From its lovely parks and historic downtown to its incredible music, art, and foodie scenes, Montreal is amazing.

It also has robust hostel offerings, with dozens to choose from. In my visits to the city, I’ve stayed at numerous hostels but always come back to my favorites listed below. To me, these are the best!

1. M Montreal

M Montreal is huge, with nearly 500 beds. The facilities are pretty great: there’s a rooftop terrace, two jacuzzis, nightly activities in a basement bar open from 3 p.m. to 3 a.m., a café, and free breakfast (though it’s not anything special). The hostel is a quick 10-minute walk from Old Montreal and also close to both the popular Latin Quarter and Festival District.

M Montreal’s super clean rooms run the gamut from female dorms to private apartments, and all have en suite bathrooms. I liked the pod feeling to the beds: they include a curtain so you can get some privacy, as well as outlets and a light. The mattresses are pretty uncomfortable (basically a gym mat), but the social vibe, plethora of activities, and friendly staff more than make up for that.

Beds from $22 USD, rooms from $83 USD a night.

—> Book your stay at M Montreal!

2. HI Montreal

HI Montreal is a pretty standard hostel but perhaps one of the best situated in town: it’s a two-minute walk from the metro, which delivers you straight to breathtaking Old Montreal. The hostel offers both spotless dorms and private rooms that are clean and comfortable.

The common room comes with a pool table, plus the hostel has a large kitchen stocked with basics so you don’t have to lug them around with you, a café, a bar, and free breakfast daily. It also offers daily activities, including bike tours, walks, a pub crawl, and even poutine tastings.

Beds from $19 USD, rooms from $61 USD a night

—> Book your stay at HI Montreal!

3. Samesun Montreal Central

Samesun Montreal Central is what some would consider a party hostel, thanks to its happy hour and bar getting a lot of action. Rooms here are clean and comfortable, and each features a microfridge, plus reading lights and outlets for each bed. The recently renovated private rooms are some of the best for the price and include cable, a fridge, and a desk.

There’s complimentary breakfast that includes freshly made muffins, waffles, and eggs. Located in the same area as M Montreal, this hostel is smaller and has a more community, homey feel to it. If you’re looking for something more old school and traditional, stay here.

Beds from $22 USD, rooms from $38 USD a night

—> Book your stay at Samesun Montreal Central!

4. Le Gîte du Plateau Mont-Royal

Le Gîte du Plateau Mont-Royal is a five-minute walk to Rue Saint-Denis, only 10 minutes to Old Montreal, and 20 to the famous Parc du Mont-Royal.

The hostel itself is bright and colorful, and offers clean and cozy rooms and shared bathrooms. Rooms range from dorms to studios and have sinks; if you opt for a dorm, take note that there are only two bathrooms per floor, so sometimes there’s a wait. There’s a common area to chill out in, plus a rooftop terrace to enjoy when the weather warms up. Breakfast with pancakes and maple syrup is free.

Beds from $18 USD, privates from $51 USD a night

—> Book your stay at Le Gîte du Plateau Mont-Royal!

5. Auberge Saint-Paul

Exposed brick and stone in the rooms give Auberge Saint-Paul a historic feel, which adds to its charm. Located near Montreal’s Old Port, this hostel is clean and bright and includes a state-of-the-art (and magnificent) kitchen, free Wi-Fi, a basic complimentary breakfast, air conditioning, and a common area for mingling with others.

There’s a bar below the hostel playing loud music until late, so bring earplugs. If you don’t want to drop $5 on a lock to secure your belongings, be sure to bring your own. While the bathrooms could use a little refresh, Auberge Saint-Paul has everything you need in a hostel: cleanliness, space, a large kitchen, and a great location.

Beds from $16 USD, rooms from $58 USD a night

—> Book your stay at Auberge Saint-Paul!

6. The Alternative Hostel of Old Montreal

If you’re looking for a place with a boho feel, this is it. Located in the historic area of the city and a short jaunt to the city center, this vibrant hostel is in a restored warehouse that was built more than a century ago (1857) and has retained the quirks that make it special, like high ceilings, arched windows, exposed stone, and hardwood floors.

Besides its eclectic and artsy vibe, the hostel includes a common room, a kitchen, complimentary continental breakfast, and Wi-Fi that reaches up to its top floor. What it doesn’t have is an elevator — and rooms start on the third floor, so it’s a walk up with your gear.

Beds from $16 USD, rooms from $43 USD a night

—> Book your stay at The Alternative Hostel of Old Montreal!

7. Alexandrie-Montreal

Alexandrie-Montreal offers basic dorms on the cheap (you’ll have to go to the basement to use the bathroom, which can mean four flights of stairs), renovated dorms with en suite bathrooms, and private double rooms with shared bathrooms. It features a huge kitchen with plenty of storage (a whopping five refrigerators), a lounge in its basement that’s open all the time, and a rooftop terrace. It’s also close to many Montreal attractions, including Chinatown and the Latin Quarter, and there are tons of markets and restaurants nearby.

This is a budget hostel and it doesn’t camouflage it. Not all of the rooms have air conditioning, and the Wi-Fi is spotty at best throughout the hostel. But Alexandrie-Montreal does have some perks, like a basic free breakfast and free use of its washer and dryer.

Beds from $18 USD, rooms from $49 USD a night

—> Book your stay at Alexandrie-Montreal!

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If you’re looking for the best hostels in Montreal, stay at one of those listed above. If there’s one you stayed in and liked that’s not listed, let me know in the comments. Tell us why you like it!

Book Your Trip to Montreal Logistical Tips and Tricks

Book Your Flight Find a cheap flight by using Skyscanner or Momondo. They are my two favorite search engines because they search websites and airlines around the globe so you always know no stone is left unturned.

Book Your Accommodation You can book your hostel with Hostelworld as they have the largest inventory. If you want to stay elsewhere, use Booking.com as they consistently return the cheapest rates for guesthouses and cheap hotels.

Don’t Forget Travel Insurance Travel insurance will protect you against illness, injury, theft, and cancellations. It’s comprehensive protection in case anything goes wrong. I never go on a trip without it as I’ve had to use it many times in the past. I’ve been using World Nomads for ten years. My favorite companies that offer the best service and value are:

World Nomads (for everyone below 70)

Insure My Trip (for those over 70)

Looking for the best companies to save money with? Check out my resource page for the best companies to use when you travel! I list all the ones I use to save money when I travel – and I think will help you too!

Looking for more travel tips for Montreal? Check out my in-depth Montreal travel guide for more ways to save money, costs, tips on what to see and do, suggested itineraries, reading, packing lists, and much, much more!

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iPhone 7 Review

Apple’s highly anticipated iPhone 7 was launched in September 2016 and was soon met with record-breaking sales, but does that mean the world’s most popular smartphone lives up to the hype? With some major and minor improvements and features, including water resistance and up to 256GB storage capacity, Apple’s flagship device has users wondering how it stacks up to not only other smartphones on the market but also its predecessor, the iPhone 6s. With the removal of the headphone jack and a higher price tag, the iPhone 7 seemingly has both Apple fans and tech experts alike divided.

iPhone 7 Specs

32GB, 128GB and 256GB capacities

138.3mm x 67.1mm

138 grams (4.87 ounces)

4.7 inch Retina HD display

A10 fusion chip

12MP camera

4K video recording

Up to 2 hours longer battery life than iPhone 6s

iOs 10

Design

Much like the iPhone 6 and 6s before it, the iPhone 7 features an aluminium body that provides a comfortable grip and weight. Unlike the iPhone 5c or even the 3G, Apple’s second generation of the iPhone, that feature plastic backings, the weight of the metal gives the phone a feeling of quality and luxury, though slightly lighter than the iPhone 6.

One of the first differences users will notice from previous versions of the iPhone, however, are the finishes. Apple has dropped Space Grey, which debuted on the iPhone 5, in favour of a black matte finish. They’ve also added Jet Black, which is a glossy black finish that has become extremely popular with users, causing this version of the iPhone to sell out almost immediately. Of course, Silver, Gold and Rose Gold are also still available on the iPhone 7 and all current models.

The absence of the antenna bands is also a welcome change to the iPhone 7 and gives the phone a cleaner and more minimalistic look, similar to iPhones released in years past.

Though the aesthetic remains roughly the same, there are some key differences in the hardware. Gone is the 3.5mm headphone jack featured on all other iPhone models before it. In its place, Apple has redesigned their headphones to include a lightning connector that plugs into the same single lightning port that the charger does.

Major Changes

Gone is the 3.5mm headphone jack featured on all other iPhone models before it. In its place, Apple has redesigned their headphones to include a lightning connector.

The home button also got a redesign in the iPhone 7. Instead of a traditional button that clicks when pressed down, the touch sensitivity gives the users of the new iPhone a completely different tactile sensation.

One of the biggest changes to the iPhone 7, though least noticeable up front, is the inclusion of water and dust-resistance. For Apple fans, this feature is a long time coming, as it’s been featured in a number of other high-profile phones in the recent past. Its addition means reduced likelihood of damage caused by dropping your phone in the water or from dust getting into the ports and the body.

Display

The iPhone 7 receives a brand new beautiful display, and while it looks amazing, it’s no sharper than the one that appears on the iPhone 6s. The 4.7 inch, 326ppi, 1334 x 750 Retina display is crystal clear and the wide-color-gamut, the same that is featured in the iPad Pro and iMac, means it’s bright, rich and wonderfully colourful. Watching videos and movies is as good as its ever been on an iPhone, especially when combined with other new features, such as the dual speakers.

Audio

If audio is an important component to your mobile experience, the iPhone 7 delivers. Unlike models before it, the iPhone 7 now features two speakers on the bottom of the phone, one on either side of the lightning port. On previous versions, this was not possible due to the 3.5mm jack, though Apple has found a workaround. Not only are there two speakers on the phone, but they’re extra loud. In fact, the top volume on the iPhone 7 is double that of the iPhone 6. If you’re someone who regularly plays music from your iPhone, this means it’ll be loud and clear and can easily fill in if you don’t have access to a Bluetooth speaker.

This upgrade to the speakers doesn’t come without controversy, however. Apple’s decision to drop the 3.5mm headphone jack from the iPhone 7 has caused a stir in the Apple community and one that won’t be settled anytime soon. The 3.5mm jack has been an industry standard for decades and every other smartphone on the market features it, so it came as somewhat of a surprise to learn that Apple was dropping the jack in favour of its own lightning port connection. Though it’s a novel idea, in theory, this means that users cannot use their standard headphones in the new iPhone without the use of an adapter dongle. It also means that users cannot use their lightning headphones at the same time the phone is charging because there is only one port.

The decision to not include the 3.5mm jack is just another step Apple is taking to make the future wireless, but it comes at a cost. Alongside the launch of the iPhone 7 was Apple’s own AirPods—wireless headphones that connect via bluetooth—though they come with a hefty price tag. It’s also worth noting that Apple’s new MacBook Pros do not include this new headphone technology and instead rely on the same old 3.5mm jack. This means, in order to use your iPhone 7 headphones in the new MacBook Pro, you’ll need another adapter. For many, this is seen as one step forward and two steps back.

Performance

Like other iPhones before it, the iPhone 7 comes with an all-new A10 fusion chip that makes this iPhone the most powerful yet. Though it retains the same 2GB of RAM as its predecessor, switching between apps and opening new ones is as quick as smooth as ever. 3D gaming and multitasking also works like a charm and overtakes the iPhone 6s in both categories, with graphics that shine.

In fact, the new iPhone is 30% faster than the 6s and 12% more powerful than Samsung’s Galaxy S7. For users of much older generations of the iPhone, this is a huge boost in processing power. If you’re upgrading from the 6s, however, it may not be a largely noticeable difference, as both are extremely powerful.

Operating System

The iPhone 7 also comes pre-installed with iOS 10, Apple’s latest iPhone operating system. While the look of the new OS remains mostly the same, there are a few tweaks here and there that will make the user experience all around more enjoyable.

iMessage now features larger emojis and sticker and even offers the ability to send doodles. The new touch home button also means that you can send a reading of your pulse that will appear as a graphic to other contacts. Apple Music also receives a much-needed refresh that streamlines the layout to make it more user-friendly.

Much of which makes iOS 10 great is its simplification. One of the biggest draws users will first experience on the new operating system is the ability to delete stock Apple apps, like Stocks, Podcasts, Find My Friends, etc. For many iPhone users, these apps were relegated to an extra folder and not touched, only taking up precious storage.

Camera

The new camera built into the iPhone 7 is also a big improvement over the iPhone 6s. This 12MP camera with OIS works a lot better in low light and delivers results in nearly every condition. It’s wider aperture allows for more light into the sensor, leading to clearer photos with a reduction in the depth of field. The front-facing, 7MP camera also received a boost so selfies and FaceTime video chatting are improved too. Though it’s an upgrade from previous iPhones, the new camera doesn’t perform leaps and bounds better than that of the Samsung Galaxy S7, but definitely, stands out in low or mixed light settings.

Battery

Like with most other aspects of the iPhone 7, the battery itself receives a nice boost when compared to the iPhone 6s. The 7 battery can now last up to two hours longer than its predecessor. That increases life when using the internet and wireless video playback, which jumps from 11 hours to 13 hours, while talk time and standby remain the same.

Real World Water Proof Test

So after a trip to Gran Canaria in Spain, I put the iPhone 7 through its paces. Both in terms of the claim from Apple that it is dust resistant and also water resistant. Although Apple do state that the iPhone can lose its water resistance over time, therefore the warranty does not cover water damage.

Kean to test how water proof was I jumped in the pool and took some under water footage.

Note Apple doesn’t support this under their Apple Care Scheme, so if your phone was to get damaged you are on your own. I tried it anyway and a few minutes after getting out of the water, the phone was asking me to insert a new SIM Card.

Panic struck in as I had just destroyed my new iPhone. I removed the SIM, dried it out with a hair dryer and put it back in again.

Thankfully the phone started to work again but it’s safe to say, I won’t be taking such massive risks in future.

Conclusion

The iPhone 7 is a dazzling piece of tech that not only performs well but looks like a work of art in and of itself. Though it includes a number of key upgrades and improvements, for users of the iPhone 6 or 6s, it may not be enough to justify a purchase, especially considering its price. For users of older models, however, the iPhone 7 will perform circles around older generations as nothing in anything before the iPhone 6 can match the A10 chip.

The decision to not include the 3.5mm headphone jack may be a turnoff for some, but as time goes on, it may prove to be less of an issue than expected. As iPhone 7’s continue to sell, it’s likely that the iPhone 6 and 6s will also drop in price to sell off existing stock. For those looking for a similar performance to the iPhone 7 but with a 3.5mm headphone jack, this may be their best option. If you’re can afford a new smartphone and own a pair of Bluetooth headphones, the iPhone 7 may just be the phone for you.

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