#there's five days left on his banner so i'm gonna wait to see if i can get him with any primos i can accumulate before then

[barbatos-sama]

i think i'm gonna end up paying money for kinnich's weapon cause i want it so bad AJDHHFFH marshal out here with the questionable spending habits

[hyuuukais]

.・゜-: ✧ :- FICTIONAL REALITY .・゜-: ✧ :-

pairing • bang chan x fem reader

synopsis • fiction or reality? y/n preferred the former, escaping into another world, escaping her problems. so what happens when reality takes that away from her; wiping her own story-in-progress off both her laptop and beloved usb? and what happens when she opens the door in the middle of a crisis to none other then the love interest of her novel... and he's holding her usb?

warnings • general, blood, y/n feeling guilty

MASTERLIST | PREVIOUS

CHAPTER TWENTY • EPILOGUE (3.2k)

"Hello? Is this Y/n? I got your note, aha. Cute. Maybe I'm calling a bit soon since you literally just left the shop, but I hope you get this. There's a festival going on tomorrow night for New Year's, would you be interested? Give me a shout if you are, which I really, really hope so. Talk soon?"

Twenty minutes later, you arrived home and discovered the message waiting for you. Your phone had been off vibrate, too anxious for any notifications, and you didn't think he'd call you so soon. Hand shaking with excitement, you let out a small squeal and right as you do, someone joins you on your sofa, yellow and plush.

"What's gotten into you?" Minho puts a mug of coffee down, coaster centimeters away from the photo of you both that sits in the middle of the table. "Did you finally do it?"

"Yes! And I missed his call-"

"You missed his call?"

"Shut up!" You groan, hiding your face with your hands and curling into yourself on the other side of the sofa. He gently moves your hands and you see the sad smile on his face.

"Call him back," he lets go of your hands. "Before he changes his mind."

For a moment, all you can do is stare at the man sitting across from you. "Are you happy?"

He blinks. "What?"

"Are you happy?" You repeat, but he still doesn't answer. "Here, with me? With this new life? Do you ever regret taking that letter seriously?"

"Never," Minho's reply is quick, almost cutting you off. "Y/n, I-" He takes a breath, looking away from you; you wait for him to face you again, wait for him to be ready. "I enjoy being with you, a lot. Too much. You make me comfortable."

"Why do you look so sad then?" You ask, voice soft. "Why do you make this sound like a bad thing?"

Minho looks at you in the eye, looks away, looks back. "Because you make me feel things, good things, and it scares me. It scares me so much, Y/n. The way you feel about Chan, is it scary?"

"Always," you whisper.

"Then you should understand what I'm saying."

"Min," you hold his hand, the other reaching up to cup his face. His eyes are shiny, but he blinks it away. "I'm sorry-"

"Don't apologize," he sighs and shrugs. "I'll get over you."

"Hey! Don't make it sound so easy..." He laughs and you feel more at ease watching his shoulders shake and his smile widen.

"Listen, I saw some things in that white room that made me realize a lot of stuff about myself that didn't relate back to you." He leans back on the sofa with a sigh. "I got a bit wrapped up in your disappearance that I kind of ended up disappearing myself, but now? I feel more myself than ever." Neither of you speak for a moment. "So, you gonna call him, or...?"

"Shit, right!" You get up to grab your phone from where it sits charging on a small table in the corner. "Um, I'm just gonna- I'm gonna take this in my room, okay?"

"Go for it," Minho smirks.

.

You nervously agreed to meet at the festival, waiting under the entrance banner for the man who unknowingly saved you, or at least, helped you save yourself. Looking down at your watch, you see he's five minutes late. No worries, it's only five minutes. But five turns into ten, fifteen, and you're about to give up and leave when a hand is waved in front of your face.

"Sorry I'm late," Chan gives you a guilty smile. "This event caused more traffic at the café than we're used to, so it was hard closing on time."

"You're open New Year's?"

"New Year's Eve, yes. New Year's Day, no. We can spend tomorrow lounging around since it'll be a late night-" he catches himself, shutting his mouth tightly for a moment. "I'm getting ahead of myself, aren't I?"

"Just a bit," you chuckle, then slowly add, "But... I like the sound of that."

"Great!" He nearly shouts but clears his throat to calm down, a huge grin painting his face. You see his dimples pop out and can't help but place a hand over his cheek, thumbing the dip softly. A blush creeps up his neck, warming his face in the cold winter air.

Thick snowflakes come down in waves, covering your hair and getting in your eyelashes. You challenge Chan to see who can catch more in their mouth, but it's hard to keep track as they melt with contact. You're so focused on the snowfall that you don't realize how close you are to each other, backs bumping and causing you to fall to the side of the pathway you were on and into a small snowbank. Chan is quick to apologize, stretching a hand out for you to grab, which you do, but instead of standing up with his help you drag him down next to you. Strangers give you looks as he falls down, snow puffing up as his body hits the pile, but you don't care, you're laughing and having fun.

"You're so beautiful," Chan says, voice loud enough for only you to hear and he gives you a soft smile. "Where have you been all my life?"

"Oh, don't do that," you jokingly cringe away, trying to hold back a laugh.

"What? Do what?" He asks seriously, sitting up on an elbow in the snow, watching you avoid his eye contact because if you look at him, you'll lose it. "Y/n! Do what? Express my love for you-"

You both freeze.

"Oh my god." Now he's the one cringing, face covered by his hands but you can still see a sliver of skin turning bright red underneath. "Pretend I didn't say that? It's just- it feels like I've already known you for so long and we've had what, three interactions?"

He looks at you and you finally sit up, feeling the snow soaking through the backs of your pants. Taking his hands in yours, you remove them from his face. Embarrassment is painted across his features, but you just smile at him because little does he know. It hurts a bit to think that he'll never know how he saved you, as cheesy as it sounds. The ways in which he helped you and gave you the courage you needed to acknowledge your past and look back with resilience instead of away in fear, tearing yourself apart without even realizing it.

"What if I said I feel the same way?" You say carefully, and the grip Chan has on your hands tightens. "Like... you've been with me the whole time, through it all."

"I-" In the background, you can hear people starting to chant down to midnight and you both stand up, brushing the snow off yourselves. "Um, I guess we should join them?"

...5

"I like it over here." There's no one around to disturb you.

...4

"It is a little more... private." He grins.

...3

"This is a pretty good way to start the new year if you ask me."

...2

Wrapping your arms around his neck, his own find your waist.

...1!

Fireworks go off as your lips connect and all the comfort and love Chan has ever shown you comes crashing down on you, almost overwhelming. You think of the first time you met, the confusion and eventual acceptance. You think of the night in the storm, the night with Minho and Jeongin-

Jeongin.

Before you can think, you pull away, thoughts plagued by images of the boy dying in your arms playing over and over again. You don't notice the way your breathing picks up or the tightness in your throat and chest until it's too late, eyes stinging and skin tingling.

"Y/n? Did- did I do something wrong?" Chan is looking you over, worry etched in his face.

"Not you- I'm sorry. I can't even explain-" But when you lock eyes, something in him breaks, you can see the dam burst in his eyes.

He gasps, a hand coming up and tangling in his hair as he steps back from you, eyebrows furrowed in what looks like pain. Dark red liquid drips from his nose and you're quick to be by his side again, cradling his face in your hands.

"Chan?" Your panic is becoming overwhelming. "Talk to me."

"I..." His face relaxes and he wipes his nose. "I remember."

"Remember what?"

"Everything."

.

Something about the kiss, the connection, brought his memories back and he hasn't stopped looking at you in awe since you got back to your apartment. You settled in to make sure Chan was alright, and he was, now cuddling on the sofa and trying to make sense of it all.

"I don't think I'll ever fully understand," you sigh.

"Me either," Chan strokes your hair. "And Minho, he's...?"

His voice trails off in uncertainty and you look up at him. "He's okay."

"Good, good." He breathes in, breathes out. "But Jeongin didn't make it?"

"No," you whisper, guilt holding your heart hostage. "No, he didn't."

He's holding you close and wiping the new tears, his own threatening to fall. All that goes through your head is he was just a kid, he didn't deserve that, he was just a kid. A clawing at your window breaks you out of the beginning of the spiral, sitting up with your hands caging Chan in. At your window is an orange blob pawing at the screen. You get up and walk over, opening the window to discover a kitten sitting right outside. Above its right eye is a rough patch of skin, scar tissue erasing the fur, and the tip of its tail is missing. When you pry the screen off, the kitten jumps inside your apartment.

"Hey- wait!" You spin around to see the kitten rubbing against Chan's leg, purring up a storm. "I didn't say you could come in."

You kneel down and stick a hand out. The kitten pauses what it's doing, hesitantly sniffing your outstretched hand before nudging its nose against you. You can't help but smile at the small creature, a sense of familiarity washing over you. This is the same cat you used to feed in the woods, how did it find you here?

"Guess we have a cat now?" Chan leans down and pats its backside.

"We?" You question, glancing up at him.

His face reddens. "You, sorry. I guess you have a cat now. I don't know why I said we-"

"We have a cat now," you sigh happily. "I like the sound of that better." Looking down at the cat, now uninterested in you both and snuggling up under your coffee table, you tilt your head. "Now, what should we name you?"

After a moment of thinking, Chan clears his throat. "I have an idea, but you can say no."

"What is it?"

"Jeongin?" You focus your attention on Chan, whose eyes won't leave the kitten. "Ayen for short. In memory."

Your heart aches at the suggestion and you look back to the cat under the table resting peacefully and your breath catches. Ayen.

"It's perfect."

-

Not a day went by where Chan didn't remind you that you were loved, whether it was a note left behind or a piece of tiramisu in the fridge with your name on it. You tried hard to reciprocate the loving actions, giving him massages after long work days or sending him off with a goodbye kiss. One day you'd broken down when he wasn't home, thinking you'll never be able to show him love like he shows you no matter how desperately you want to. He came home early that day and took you into his arms, holding you until your sobbing quieted.

"What's wrong, baby?" He whispered into your hair, hand rubbing soothing circles on your back. "Bad day?"

You expressed to him how you felt and he pulled away. The first thing you noticed was the look on his face, his eyes glassy with unshed tears. Ever since then he's made it his mission to let you know he feels just as loved as you, if not more.

Ayen has proved to be quite the troublemaker, and you're sure at this point that the boy's soul lives in the little creature. Minho visited you days after Ayen showed up, feigning anger that you hadn't told him you even planned on getting a cat when he lets you see Soonie, Doongie, and Dori for free. Eventually, he gave up the act and told you all kinds of tips and tricks for taking care of a cat, helping you with your first trip to the vet, and picking out the best cat tree for a little guy like him. Your apartment was starting to look like yours again with all the trinkets you'd started to collect and the cat toys tossed about. Living alone has never felt so good.

Bringing you to present day, sitting on your couch with a movie you've seen a million times on in the background and your laptop keeping your legs warm. Ayen rubs against your calves, ditching you when you absentmindedly reach down to pet him. The document in front of you is almost finished, the ending being the last thing to be done giving you deja vu. For the past few months, you've been working a new passion project, not one of escapism, but of hope and survival. One could almost call your writing obsessive, but you made sure to take breaks and still keep a social life with both Minho and Chan to keep you busy. You don't know what happened to Yeji and Hyunjin, but you hope they're doing well. Part of you is convinced they were created to look after you, and now that you're doing well by yourself, they're off to help another soul. You've befriended Lily through Chan and even started talking to some of Minho's friends again, getting close to Felix and Changbin.

"Still working?" Chan enters the home, slipping his shoes off and dropping his bag to the ground.

You hum in response, not taking your eyes off the document as you type and retype the same line different ways, unable to figure out the end to the boy's journey.

"Stuck on the end," you sigh when he gently takes your laptop away.

"You'll get it when it comes to you," Chan says, content you didn't try to take the device back. "Now, c'mere."

He pulls you into his chest, laying down on the couch and kissing the top of your head. You can't help but giggle, looking up at him with pure adoration on your face.

"Tell me about your day," you say, closing your eyes.

"Not much to say."

"I don't care, I like to hear you talk," you mumble. "Tell me anyway."

Laughing, he starts off with the walk to work, making sure to give every detail no matter how mundane. His voice starts to fade as he gets to lunch and you begin slipping into a state of sleep.

-

The boy sits across from you in what looks like an attic, the bed too small for him. His legs are crossed and he has a smile on his face as you recognize him. It's been a while since you've dreamed of Jeongin, but you suppose he senses you're in a creative rut.

"Long time, no see." Jeongin joins you on the floor. "This is gonna be the last time, actually."

"The last time?" You ask.

"Yeah, I-" he sucks in a breath. "I found them."

"You did?" You nearly shriek, grabbing Jeongin by the shoulders. "Oh my god! Oh my god, what are you still doing here?"

"Stop that!" But he's laughing as he shoves your hands off, eyes turning into crescents at your antics. "I wanted to say goodbye, didn't want to leave you wondering where I went, but you already have a piece of me with you always."

Ayen. "True. I'm really happy for you Jeongin."

"You're so mushy," he complains, but you know he doesn't really mind. "Also, stop stressing about the ending to your story. It'll happen when it happens."

"Shut up," you groan. "You and Chan should have spent more time together, really. Enough about me, when are you leaving?"

"Now, actually." Jeongin stands and helps you up, nodding toward the door. "They're out there. Once I leave, you'll probably wake up since this place won't exist anymore."

Staring at the door, a surge of emotion crashes through you and you throw your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. "I'm gonna miss you."

"Think of it this way," he hugs you just as tightly. "I'll be living the life I was meant to and although we won't know each other anymore, I know you'll always be a piece of me too."

"Get out of here before you make me cry." You shove him away lightly, wiping your eyes before the tears can fall.

You watch as his hand slides over the doorknob, holding it for a moment before opening the door. Warm light seeps into the bedroom, hot on your skin; it feels like home. Once your eyes adjust, you can see two people in the distance with their arms beckoning Jeongin over. He smiles wide, taking that first step through with confidence, and suddenly he's not the boy you knew. A smaller boy, you're guessing around eight years old, bounds over to the figures and is wrapped up in their loving arms. With one last look at you, they take one of his hands each and begin to walk away, the door shutting slowly the further they get.

-

You know how to end your story when you wake up.

There's a wet patch on Chan's sweater where your face was and you know you were crying, but he's fast asleep. You're careful when you get off him, taking your laptop with you to your bedroom and opening the document labeled "Open Me! - WIP". You still weren't sure about the title, starting to furiously type before the motivation left you. It's far from perfect, but you feel that's fitting as you save it one last time, preparing to send it out for editing and feedback as you notice the orange rays of a rising sun peaking through your curtains.

"Oh, fuck," you laugh, looking at the time. "At least I'll sleep well tonight."

There's a knock on the door and Chan is walking in, a look of disapproval on his face when he notices your laptop. With a dramatized sigh, he drops down next to you, burying his face into your side as you set it aside.

"Baby, I figured out the ending," you say, barely containing your excitement.

Unlike you, he doesn't hold back, pushing himself back up and making a noise of elation.

"What? That's amazing!" He tugs you into him; another way of showing how much he loves you is never not touching you. "We need to celebrate. What about that place a few streets down you like? We can invite your other friends too and-"

You cut him off with a kiss, his lips melting into yours. When you pull away, he's not even mad at what you did. There's no feeling of anxiety with him.

"How about we stay in?" You suggest. "Just the two of us."

"That's all I need," he agrees, pressing another kiss to your forehead. "You. Only you."

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notes • the end 🥹 thank you to everyone who read, i hope you enjoyed 💙

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[the-wild-ego]

Hello! If you’re still doing fic recs, I’d love one!! My favourite egos are the Battles, but honestly they’re all cool! (I’m not sure if you’re picking a pairing off of vibe or from suggestions. My favourites are Phantom and Natemare if it’s by suggestion, otherwise I’m honestly down for whatever’s the most fun to write!) for a personality blurb, I’m 25, he/him. I’m quick-witted with jokes in conversation, I love making people laugh. I’m the token extrovert of my friend group, and I like to consider myself easy to befriend even if I’m a bit of a smartass. I try to come across as sure of myself and confident, but I can definitely fluster easily, lol. I hope this is what you’re looking for, and thank you!!

Ah, I think you picked the the right ego for yourself, among the Battles. I would have to pair you with Natemare. A witty smartass extrovert paired with another witty smartass extrovert, I could only imagine the conversations the two of you would have with eachother and the banter.

"I'm not gonna listen to a guy that smells like a burnt down campfire and cheap cologne."

"My cologne is not cheap, Y/N!" que the dramatic gasp with a hand over his heart.

But there are moments to share witty banner, and moments to care for one another;

Mare had been quiet all day, hardly any response to your quips. See the two of you were friends, just friends, and yet you saw eachother almost everyday and not a day went by where the two of you weren't texting eachother. Which is why his lack of response was starting to upset you.

Are you mad at me?

Mare was quick to type back a simple, No.

Then what's with the radio silence, dude?

I don't know.

Are you okay?

I don't know.

Come over, let's talk about it.

Okay.

Okay, see you soon.

And the messages were left at that, no more responses from Mare. Not even an hour letter when you asked him whether or not he was still coming over.

You're really starting to worry me, Mare.

Where are you?

After five minutes of no response, you peeked outside to check the weather. It was cold and rainy, which really started to worry you. Mare hates the rain, so maybe he wasn't coming over. It wasn't until you caught movement outside, on the front porch, did you sigh in relief. Mare was there, safe and dry; and despite how melancholy he looked, you couldn't help but feel your heart beat just the slightest bit faster.

You gently knocked on the window, catching the Egos attention. His eyes met yours through the glass, he almost looked distraught. You were quick to let him in. It was only then that you noticed his wet hair and damp clothes, you had no idea how long he'd been out there.

"I'll get you something to change into." You mumbled before you turned around to grab him something. Only for his hand to dart out and grab yours. The action caught you off guard, so did how cold he felt. He was never cold, always warm from the embers that burned inside his soul.

"Wait, Y/N..." Mare trailed, waiting for you turn back around to face him, "I want- ugh."

"Mare, whatever it is, you can tell me." You sighed out, not in exasperation but in worry. He paused for another moment before swiftly pulling you into him. You couldn't help but gasp, cheeks warming as he cupped your face; and before you even knew it, his lips were pressed to yours in an oh-so gentle kiss. When he pulled back, he rested his forehead against yours.

"Y/N... I- I think I'm in love with you..."

[justanordinaryficwriter]

What haunts us

He was dead. Thalia knew that, she saw him die with her own two eyes. So why was he now here again?

"Thalia."

"Valtor."

"I see you gained your Enchantix while I was gone. Congratulations."

"No thanks to you I'm afraid."

"So hostile. What happened to the good old days? I remember you feeling quite the opposite back then."

"That was five years ago. Things change. I've changed."

He hummed.

"Have you? I know you, Thalia. You don't change. At least, not so easily."

He's taunting you now, get a grip, she was thinking to herself. Don't let him get under your skin. You're better than this.

"Yes. I have. And I'm not gonna let you ruin what I worked so hard to build." she got into defensive position. At least now she's even stronger than she used to be. She could take him on.

He sighed. Thalia could feel his powers rising. She knew what this meant: he's agitated. She thought she was ready for him. She wasn't.

"Thalia, you know I still love you." He started walking towards her. With every step he took Thalia took one step back, until she was backed up against the wall. With both his hands on the side of her head, he had her cornered.

"Get away from me. Or I'll kill you." She tried to act confident, but he could see right through her false bravado.

He smirked.

"You won't. You could never. You couldn't back then, you won't now. You still love me, don't you?"

Damn him. She couldn't let him hurt anyone anymore. But he was right. She did love him. Even after all these years. She loved him so much it hurt. But she couldn't let him know that. For the good of the universe.

"No-I don't-No! NEVER AGAIN!" With that she blasted him into the opposite side of the room.

And as the dust cleared, she could see that even being hit like that didn't wipe that smug smirk off his face.

"Just as I thought."

Thalia couldn't stand to be here anymore. She quickly flew away, his laughter following her as she went. Damn him and everything he stood for. And damn her and her heart too, for still loving him.

Winx were waiting for her. They wanted to know what happened, why was she so shaky and scared, why had she left without them. But she couldn't tell them the truth. She knew that sooner or later, she was going to see Valtor again. Thalia just hoped she would be strong enough by then.

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COMEBACKS (N.R)

Summary: Natasha is exhausted after mission and all she wants is being in her lover's arms.

Warning: Angst

Word count: 1804

A/n: I did something. This is something. Enjoy it, or don't. [as]

The cold wind is the first thing Natasha can feel after getting out of the jet. The physical and mental exhaustion is making it hard for her to take another step. Bruises all over her body and cuts aches with a memory of the past mission. The dirty suit making her feel disgusting, covered in blood, she is not even sure whose. Two days went up to three, three to five. It definitely didn't go as it should, a decoy mission took a turn really fast, almost costing a couple of agents their life. The black widow as always saved the day, but at what cost. Now she is slowly moving away from the group of agents wanting nothing more then deflate in her girlfriend's arms and sleep for the next three days, maybe after getting some food into her system.

She moves through to the corridors trying as much as she can, not to show any signs of pain.

"Romanoff, med bay" Fury's voice startled her a little coming out of the inside of the office room.

"I'm okay, Nick."

" That was an order. Banner is already waiting for you" With that, he went back to the reports and other mission planing with Maria. She and Natasha exchanged polite nods and with that the door closed. With a big sigh and clenched teeth Nat moved into the direction of med bay for her check up.

A few minutes later she is sitting down on a cot, while Bruce is gathering all the equipment to stitch her up. She already got some painkillers, but the wait for them to kick in is really dragging on, testing her patience. She squirms on the bed thinking about getting some food and then a shower. That's all she wants right now. That and some peace and quiet in her lover's arms.

"Okay, I'm gonna stitch you up. There is just one big cut so the rest should heal on its own, but you need to clean them." Natasha just hummed in understanding.

"Also drink this, its gonna help you a little." "What's that?" Widow clearly confused takes a glass from Banners hand and starts eyeing the green liquid.

"Yn came here when we found out that you are on your way back and she left it here for you, she said she added more peach this time, whatever that means." He explains while stitching Nats leg, trying to as precise as he can close the wound and stop the bleeding.

"Oh yeah, her famous smoothie. God, I needed that, she is so sweet."

"She is." He gives her a small smile and goes back to his work. --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---

Natasha made a quick stop in her room to at least change her clothes into something less tight. She was really surprised when she found her favorite hoodie washed and ironed on her bed. A little confused, but pleased, she thought that her girlfriend should already be here. She thought about finding her, but now she moves into the kitchen. The smoothie from you helped a little, but after two days of basically starving, she needs some real food. The corridors are empty which is normal since it's almost midnight. The whole compound is silent, the dimmed lights are allowing her eyes to finally rest a little, the painkillers started to kick in and she can take a deep breath. She is almost in the kitchen area when the smell of her favorite lasagna hit her and makes her salivate immediately.

Moving faster she turns around the corner just to see prepared table with a steaming hot lasagna in the middle of it. Nobody ever tried this hard for her, so all the emotions mixed with the exhaustion are making her little overwhelmed right now, but in the best way possible. She stands alone in front of the table pouring herself a glass of wine that was waiting for her next to the plate. The red liquid quickly disappears, behind her full lips, making her chest warm. She closes her eyes for a second enjoying the peace. Its cut short but the pair of arms hugging her from behind. She turns around and she is immediately welcomed with your big bright smile.

"Yn! Did you make my favorite lasagna?" Natasha asks you, taking you into her arms. She is slight taller than you, so you hide your face in her neck. She lets you go after a couple of second, her arm is lingering on your shoulder and the smile she gives you is the most beautiful thing you ever saw in your life. Her red stained from the wine lips are hypnotizing are her touch burns your exposed skin. You can't get over the way your body reacts to her, about the way her voice soothes you and make you feel like you could just die happy, right here and right now. She feels warm, safe and she is all you ever wanted and needed. She clears her throat, looking deep into your eyes, brining you back from your train of thoughts.

"Y-Yes, yes I did. I though you would be hungry after the mission and I wanted to do something nice, I'm just happy that you are back." You try to recover faster from the awkward silence you left her with but Natasha hugs you again, bringing you as close to her as possible. God you could stay here forever, in her strong arms, feeling like the most important person on earth. Your face feels hot and you feel her arms deflating a little from the stiffness. She rests her chin on the top of your head.

"I'm happy to be back. Thank you Yn, for everything". She says in a whisper, which you wouldn't hear if she wasn't so close to you. But you did, and it makes your heart melt inside of you. All the feeling you have for her are erupting like fireworks with every little affection she gives you. Now it's your turn to clear your throat. You break apart and you try to take a breath in, feeling like you weren't breathing at all.

You take a step back and let her put food on a plate. First she takes a generous bite straight out of the dish and moan at the taste. You feel the unholy thoughts flooding your mind after hearing this sound, and you have to use all your mental power to stop them.

"You're welcome. I'm glad you like it." You can't stop smiling, you never want to stop smiling because of her. You will make your famous lasagna everyday if that will make her happy, you just want to see her happy.

"Are you kidding? Of course I do, it's my favorite! Oh Yn, have you seen...."

"Nat!" You hear a scream behind you interrupting Natsahas question and you don't dare to turn around, as long as you want it can still last. Just a second longer, just one second longer in this beautiful dream. You are begging for it to last just a little longer.

"Detka! I missed you so much." In this one second from these few words, it breaks.... all you feel is pain when you see their bodies collide in a way yours never will. You can't take your eyes off them as they kiss, starved of each other, missing each others touch. You look at Wanda having your whole world in her arms and you die inside, your heart breaks and the pain make it impossible for you to breathe. You watch them as they watch each other, nothing else around matters anymore because they are together. You don't matter anymore, you never mattered, not this way.

As the slowly let go of each other you wipe the one tear that you weren't able to stop and put the fakest smile that you can, just in time for both of them look at you.

"Hey Yn. Thank you for taking care of my girl" Wanda say with her hand on Natashas waist, not knowing how much pain it cost you.

"Of course, thats what friends are for. I thought you could use an evening together." At this point you are really good at telling lies. You told a million of them to survive, it didn't make it easier for you either way. But what choice do you have? It's either that or losing her forever. You want... no, you need to have her in any way you can, but the amount of love that you have for Natasha turns into overwhelming pain, that it's always with you.

"Thank you again Yn, we are gonna take it to our room, I need to lie down." Nat's voice bring your eyes back at them, after you tried to find shelter on the floor tiles.

"Yeah sure, of course I was going to the gym so I hope you guys have nice evening." You send them one last smile, trying as fast as you can finish this conversation, before completely breaking down.

"Kind of late. Is everything okay?" Wanda asks you and her voice is full of tenderness. She was always an amazing friend to you, and you feel sick to your stomach knowing that you have for her girlfriend. You need to stop this and you need to do it now.

"Yeah, I just missed my workout today. I'm gonna go. Goodnight." You don't wait for them to answer back. You turn around and as fast as you can and go out of the kitchen, while your eyes are threatening to let go and spill all the pain out. You hear a faint "Goodnight" behind you as you turn around the corner, crashing your back to the cold wall. You break down crying, not able to hold back any longer. With your shaking hand on your mouth you try to stop all the noises that might come out. You slowly lower yourself to the floor with your knees close to your chest. You are hyperventilating and start panicking.

"Stop.... stop, god, please stop it...." You beg, not really sure who or for what. You just want it to end, but you know that if you want to stop feeling pain you have to stop feeling the love towards her. Unlearning the love for her is impossible, you know.. you tried. So you sit on a cold floor surrounded by silence, hating yourself for loving her, and you break your heart over and over again. You just want to see her happy, you just want her to be happy as.... as she is right now.... without you. The pain consumes you, and once again you are all alone, left in pieces that no one will pick up for you and you have to live with that.

[katsukikitten]

I present to you overworked. A comfort one shot I made hella quick for @mindninjax myself and anyone else who needs some bakugou comfort today. Please enjoy and let Bakugou be here for you if no one else can. 😊

Header by me!

Your phone softly vibrates on your desk as your eyes burn from staring at a screen filled with information that is familiar, information that you should know but just cannot retain. 

Or focus. 

So your phone is a happy distraction as you reach for it, only to be slightly annoyed by to a message from your hot headed friend. 

Grumpyasshole: Oi, haven't heard from you in that stupid ass group chat all week. Dunce face and shitty hair wanna know what's pissed in your cheerios 

Tongue in your cheek you debate on replying. You had ignored a slew of messages from your friends, in the group chat and even your dms sat smiling faces trapped in their little bubbles but you had always turned your phone face down. Too caught up in stress to be able to fulfill any social quota but your friends must have been desperate to convince the token grump of the group to message you. Privately at that. 

In a matter of seconds your thumbs slide across the virtual keyboard, knowing you could be honest with Bakugou, that the Pro hero could handle any sort of emotional load with ease. 

You thought it most likely because he did not care in the first place to store the baggage, at least not anywhere for long. 

You: Just feeling really run down from work. I think I'm over my head but probably too prideful to admit. Lol. Please tell everyone I'm sorry, that I'm just busy and I'll be back on my bullshit hopefully by Friday. 

Before you can even set your phone down you see that Bakugou leaves you on read. Your snort softly as you shake your head, tossing your phone aside for work. 

"Typical." You mutter to yourself. Reaching for your iced coffee only to find it empty. You debate if you should take a trip to get more. On one hand the air, despite the rain would do you good, you're sure your deskmate would gladly take a coffee. On the other, everyone in the office would stuff your hands with bills and credit cards begging you'd bring them some of that sweet nectar back. No one would care that you wouldn't haven't a hand for your umbrella and your hair would get totally fucked. 

So you decide to suffer in silence, as you always do. 

Hours slip through your fingers before your eyes glance at the small clock on the bottom right hand side of your computer. Steadily counting the minutes in the small banner. You sigh. Bringing your head down between your arms as your fingers lightly fist your hair at your nape. You felt as if you accomplished nothing, what with how much was left. 

At least your desk was clean and your shirt was cute, a good view for a few spine numbing minutes. You think you smell caramel wafting through the air, a part of you annoyed that your desk mate would venture the rain for her normal caramel latte without offering 

This is how Bakugou finds you when he approaches your desk, a sneer settled on his handsome features. Dirt and sweat clinging to his skin and the dark fabric of his hero suit. He crosses his arms, long gone are the obnoxious grenade gauntlets as his chest puffs. 

People in the office are staring at the blonde, his jagged domino mask making his garnet eyes that much more intense. Tension rises in the air as you're so oblivious, still collecting yourself silently praying that when you look back up the clock would read closer to five. 

"Oi." His voice is a deep rumble, not belonging in the office. No it belonged in the living room of your crazy packed house to one of your many roommates. It belonged at a bar, nagging that it's time to go when you were too drunk to fend off any prying hands, pestering you about your feet as he dragged you home. This voice belonged in the kitchen fussing at Denki for the stupid memes he puts in the group chat when all of you were 'right fucking here'. 

This voice did not belong in the office and so a part of you thinks you're seriously losing your shit before you glance up at the clock. Time moved like a sloth for you since the last you looked only ten minutes had passed. Kronos laughing at your plea of having time continue to move as light speed only to seemingly stop. 

"OI! Is yer head so far up yer ass ya can't fuckin hear me now, Princess?" Wait, who was using that nickname? 

That nickname thrust upon you by that grumpy asshole roommate once he saw how "high maintenance" you were when clearly you just cared about yourself for yourself. He did it as a jest but it made your whole body heat and go rigid every damn time. 

And he took notice in it. 

Delight even. 

And took notice in the way you hadn't been putting in much effort for yourself. Not taking the time for your hair, or your skincare routine that you forced on the whole house. Everyone dewy in their own right. How you look disheveled and bewildered now as you turned to face him. 

Large eyes going doe like, mouth forming in the smallest O that had him shifting his weight from one foot to the other because of his darker, lingering thoughts. 

How would you sound when he was buried…

He cuts the thought off with a pop of his skin, pulling you to your feet from your desk. 

"What are you doing?" Your voice cracks from shock, worry and a bit of venom leaks through but you make no effort to break free. 

"Wrap this shit up. I told yer boss I need your dumb ass for something." 

"Like what? I-" Bakugou cuts you off by leaning in close, eyes dark as he presses his lips to the shell of your ear. 

"You need a fucking day off. So I told your boss to fuck off and that you're coming home with me." His tone absolute. So you save your last bit of work, clock out before Bakugou passes you your jacket. He glares into the glass of your manager's office and you notice him crumble beneath that infamous burning gaze. 

Part of you wonders what Bakugou had really said, wonders if you'd still had a job. 

The two of you stand under the awning of your office building. The rain coming down in sheets, thick enough it almost blurs the cityscape.  Bakugou sighs, tension leaving his body as he tilts his neck. It cracks from the effort. 

"So what...what are we gonna do?" 

"I'm going to take your stupid ass home. Force you to shower while I order take out, then I'm going to set your overworked ass on the couch and we are going to watch that fucking movie you never shut up about. Got it Princess?" He fixes you a glare and is extra careful to drag out your nickname ever so slightly as he leans towards you. Your faces are close together, your heart in your throat as you try to push down these stupid, fleeting feelings you've had for the hot head since the six of you moved into that almost run down house. 

But you never could shake them. 

You senses fill with spiced caramel, easing the tension of your shoulders. 

"G-got it." 

[ashintheairlikesnow]

I'm just gonna keep pestering ya until I get that Jake fic with the rescues -cc

The longform version I’m working on is kind of stalling out on me, but here, have a cute moment between Jake and the Rescues

In a house where the rescues hardly ever left, it was hard to plan a surprise party, but Jake thought he’d pulled it off fairly well. But it was a challenge.

For one, rescues sucked at keeping secrets. They’d been punished for having thoughts of their own for so long they struggled to keep anything to themselves, and he’d had to pull the four rescues - and Kauri, who might be there for the surprise or not, you could never tell with him - how much it would hurt his feelings if everything didn’t go perfectly. He kind of hated being shitty and manipulative, but Krista was ready to move out into her own place after nearly a full year at the safehouse, and Jake wanted to send her off in style.

She already had most of what she needed in boxes up in her half of the bedroom she was sleeping in, but he’d managed to pull together some funds - Kauri had chipped in from panhandling money, digging crumbled-up bills out of his backpack and shoving them into Jake’s hands, Nat had given him a little from her own bank account, and Jake had done some odd jobs for some guys he knew to make the rest. 

So he waited until Krista went to take a shower - she took long ones, she’d never been allowed hot showers or showers that lasted more than five minutes when she was a pet, and Nat had a water heater made for industrial use, so she could have all the hot showers she wanted, now - and got everything set up.

First, he pulled the rescues out of the puppy pile - what Nat called it, never to their faces - in the living room. Rescues went one of two ways - they wanted no one to touch them, or they wanted touched all the time. Right now all the rescues were touch-starved and curled up with each other in front of the TV, arms wrapped around waists and chins on shoulders and legs all tangled together until you couldn’t tell what limbs belonged to which person. 

He’d set them all to work - Trent hung the banner, Leila pulled out the chips and dip (Krista loved French onion dip with potato chips) and the other party foods. Chris pulled the ice cream cake from the freezer and set it in the center of the table. Antoni Jake sent upstairs, to listen for Krista and make sure she didn’t come down before everything was ready.

There was the sound of the door opening and closing and Kauri appeared in the kitchen doorway, a smear of grime across one cheek but with sparkling blue eyes as he shifted his backpack carefully down onto the floor. “Am I late?” He asked, a little breathless. “I can still read clocks, so I tried to make it, and I know you said three sundowns-”

“No, you’re not late,” Jake said, pointing at the banner as Trent taped it carefully up to the top of the kitchen cabinets, squinting in concentration.

“Kaurikaurikaurikauri-” Chris was the only other Romantic right now, and he flung himself at Kauri, throwing arms around him. Kauri hugged right back, pressing a distant, distracted kiss into the reddish hair on the top of Chris’s head, grinning up at Jake. 

Chris started to nuzzle into Kauri’s neck - and Jake watched with no small amount of pride as Kauri gently extricated himself from the attention, murmured something into Chris’s ear.

That was progress, not having to remind the two Romantics about appropriate ways to greet people. That counted. It made Jake feel better, deep within himself, to see some sign that his exhausting life was helping people.

"Nah, you’re right on time, Kaur. Take a seat at the table, Antoni’s going to let us know when it’s time.” 

Kauri nodded, watching as the group pulled out the two-liters of soda pop (Nat didn’t like to have it in the house, but Jake had convinced her to make an exception for this), guacamole and salsa and tortilla chips, those little sausages that had been cooking in a crockpot all day ‘for dinner’, looking a little odd and white-faced, like he was seeing a ghost.

Jake knew the memory-look when he saw it, and didn’t say anything. Kauri fought the return of his memories harder than any other rescue Jake had ever seen, but sooner or later he’d have to admit that they were coming back, whether he liked it or not.

“What’s, um- Jake, hey, hey Jake-” Chris tugged at Jake’s shirtsleeve and he turned to look down at the young man. His heart beat with anger for a second, like it always did - Chris had been less than eighteen when he went into training, it was obvious, no matter how well they’d taught him to lie about his age. But he shook it off. That wasn’t for now. “What, um. What does the banner say?”

Chris hadn’t been allowed to read or write, either.

“It says, ‘Congratulations Krista Bennett’,” Jake said. He’d picked her new last name out, with her approval. She had a new state ID, new falsified birth certificate, new social security card, all of it. A rescue-friendly business had agreed to give her her first job. Krista was ready to actually assimilate back into being a free person.

It made all the bullshit he put up with so, so worth it.

Antoni came down the stairs on nearly soundless bare feet and put his hands up to shush everyone. Jake turned the kitchen light of and grinned. “Okay, everybody, wait until I turn the light on and yell surprise,” he whispered, and hid himself against the wall.

Krista was humming as she came down the stairs. “Guys?” She brushed out the last tangles in her long, wet hair, wearing the usual oversized shirt and baggy sweatpants she lived in. “Where... where is everyone-”

Jake flicked on the light.

All the rescues, Kauri included, yelled, “Surprise!” as one.

Krista let out a startled little shriek, but took in the cake - the banner - the party snacks spread all across the countertops and every hint of available space, and started to smile. She dropped her hairbrush on the floor and as Jake stepped around where he could be seen again, she barreled forwards and threw her arms around him.

“You threw me a party!” She yelled, jumping up and down with excitement. He thought of the terrified, nearly-silent, ratty-haired girl who’d shown up in the middle of the night a year ago, and the smiling face looking up at him now. He thought of Kauri, who still needed help but didn’t flinch as often at loud noises or sudden movements. He thought about how Antoni had remembered, yesterday, that he had a little brother named Mikhail. 

“I did. We’re all going to help you move to your new apartment. It’s really gonna happen for you, Krista.”

“Thank you, Jake,” Krista whispered, and hugged him tightly, tears on her cheeks that didn’t need comforted or wiped away. “Thank you so much. I, I’m just-... thanks for being our big brother, here, Jake.”

Days like this were why Jake did full-time school and full-time shelter work, why he talked to people like the frat guy back on campus. 

He hadn’t been able to help them all - Jake knew a few of the rescues he’d worked with had gone back to their owners in the end, and he still worried about Kauri.

But...

Sometimes all the work he did meant a 24-year-old girl moving into an apartment for the first time, with a new name and a new life and a fresh start as a whole person, not just a pet built to beg for mercy.

It was hard work, but... sometimes that hard work made for days like this.

[shozaii]

Hello! I'm new to your blog and I'd like to ask for a transfer student (gn if its easier on you) from Texas to UA. Like class 1A is told that they're having a new student from Texas and they think to throw a wild west welcome party. Reader doesn't have the heart to tell everyone they're from the city so they just go along with it and maybe them and bakugou end up alone after the party and get to know each other some? Thank you!!!

(a/n):hello anon! thank you so much for the request!! this is really interesting and i hope i did my best!!🥰

p.s- so i read this over and over again and what i understand from here is that reader comes from the city; not from the wild west. i hope i got that right! :’’)

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texas beaut .

a bakugou katsuki x reader oneshot

“did you hear?! we’re getting a new student!!”

“a new student? cool! i can’t wait to meet them!”

“do you think they would give me their number? now i’m worried...”

“oh my god. shut up you idiots,” bakugou told his friends, having the last few bites of his dinner in the dorms.

“what’s your take on the new kid, man? pretty sure you have something to say,” his red friend said, ignoring the cue for them to quiet down.

“huh? i don’t know. heard they were from... Texas or something. damn deku was talkin’ about it,” he said.

he watched as his friends jump up and down, discussing on even bigger plans. he did hear a few - mainly a welcome party, showing them around school, so many things that he knew he could show interest in. knowing him, he was about to play the “chill guy who’s pretty nonchalant about the new kid thing.”

i mean, they’d probably be an okay person. he thought while zoning out.

“hey, bakugou! we need you for this!”

^^^

“settle down, 1A!” iida said for what seemed like the umpteenth time today, as everyone scurried to their seats. the discussion of the wild west themed party was still going on,and it’s halfway done.

in came aizawa-sensei with his sleeping bag. “now. i’ll make this quick. all of you have heard it - we do have a new student. come in, y/l/n,” he waved his hand to someone outside the door, as the class turned to the door, waiting for someone to enter.

as y/n entered, they received various ‘oohs’ from half of the class. 

bakugou turned to look at the whole scene unfolding, and when he did, he didn’t regret it. 

usually, when it’s someone new, he tends to look away from it as soon as possible. it didn’t seem to buy his time. but right now, it was the total opposite.

his palm which stayed on the jaw now went out of it’s place.

something about y/n pulled him into curiosity. they’re from a different country. they have decided to travel all the way from Texas to UA. of course there could be a reason. but to think that they transferred here - wow.

aizawa-sensei snuggled into his yellow sleeping bag, giving you the floor.

you adjusted your tie, taking in deep breaths. “hello! my name is (y/n) (y/l/n)! i’m so glad to be here! i hope to know much more of your school and also to be friends with everyone here!”

while talking, you took a good look around the classroom.

there was a green-haired boy, eyes gleaming with excitement. a red-haired boy with cute pointy teeth. a girl with pink rosy cheeks. a girl who has earphone jacks on her ears. a dual-color eyed boy.

a spiky blonde haired boy, with ruby red eyes, looking directly at you. something about it was very peculiar.

a few questions in and you noticed your homeroom teacher crawling out of his sleeping bag. “you done? alright. head over to your seat there. the next teacher should be here pretty soon. 1A, you know what to do,” he said, walking out of the door.

you made your way to your assigned seat, and sat down. moments later, a few of your new classmates turned to look at you, introducing themselves. you laughed. it was definitely a new kind of feeling.

especially when you felt the same bright red eyes looking at you.

“um, what’s that boy’s name over there with the blonde hair?”

^^^

“hey.” you heard him say as he approached your desk after a whole day of stealing glances. you weren’t weirded out by that either - considering the fact that you were curious about him too.

everyone talked to you during the school hours, except for him.

it was only the both of you left in the class. the class rep, iida, handed over the key to him. they left, saying sorry a number of times because they had lots of work to complete back in the dorms.

you did need assistance back to the place too. you weren’t used to the school just yet, so having one person as a company would definitely help.

“oh, hello! um, i’m still new to all this, but how do i address you?”

“king explosion murder.”

“woah! really?” you chuckled.

“no,” he snorted at first, but then looked away immediately. “bakugou. look,i’m gonna get straight to the point. i got a pretty tight schedule, ya know? now, put these on.”

“blindfolds? oh, they have cute little eyes on them! are they yours?”

“hah? no way. it’s dunce fa- kaminari’s.”

“okay... wait, but why do i need to put these on?”

“just put them on and....and trust me. hurry up.”

you obliged, sliding them onto your eyes. he then held your arm, indirectly telling you to start walking.

so you did. he was a great company, even though you didn’t get to see his face. he held you back in case you looked like you were about to fall/ hit something nearby. other times, he was quiet.

and it wasn’t like it was awkward silence, either. it was a pristine one, as there were small talks in between. him trying not to snicker with how you stretch your arms out to walk, and him giving you directions.

it was nice.

he then told you to stop, and you heard a large door opening. he brought you in, and you assumed that he closed it behind the two of you.

“alright. take ‘em off,” he mumbled.

the second you did, you saw party streamers flying everywhere, with balloons hanging. you saw the entirety of 1A wearing cowboy hats or boots, and bandanas either tied on their wrists or their necks.the decorative banners had little horses on them, with mini Texas flags, and basically what you would see in the wild west. kaminari was playing the harmonica with so much of passion.

it was cute, but this was all for you?

but how were you supposed to tell them-

“welcome to UA, y/n!” they screamed, rushing over to you, with some engulfing you in warm hugs and high-fives.

“oh my lord! this is amazing, thank you so much!” you smiled widely, clapping your hands. “and the decorations! this is amazing!! i really appreciate your hard work.”

maybe now’s not the time. a cake, self-made. and the decorations. some were handmade, you could tell by the adorable drawings. the setup itself was glorious. so no, you didn’t want to shatter their efforts.

this was still amazing, regardless.

“so, are you ready to cut the cake y/n?! sato and bakugou worked on it,” mina - the pink haired girl - pointed to the both of them.

“of course! i’m pretty sure it tastes so good,” you said, walking towards the wide table with the lovable bunch.

^^^

the common room was cleaned up really quickly. not a lot of mess was made but cleanliness is priority for sure.

“so... you were zoning out quite a lot lately. what’s up with you?”

bakugou looked into your eyes. you gulped a little, setting down your drink. “nah, it’s nothing-,”

“was the cake out of taste?” he raised an eyebrow. “pretty sure i used the right ingredients. sugar boy over there knows his ways with desserts. or was it the food?”

“woah, woah, chill out bakugou! no, the cake was perfect.i loved it a lot. like,i would eat it again.”

he cleared his throat, backing away. “damn it. okay, cool. then what was up with you? no one asked you up to this point, so there.”

“um... okay. you have to promise me not to tell anyone about this then.”

“i knew it.”

“wait! it had nothing to do with the party. absolutely nothing. but keep it a secret. promise me?” you held out a pinky finger, waiting for him to do the same.

he looked at it, hesitated; but gave in anyway. “whatever. i promise. what is it?”

“how do i say it... i’m not, um, from the part of where the wild west is? more like.... i’m not exactly from this part of Texas. yes, i am familiar with this type of culture, but i wasn’t exactly raised with it.”

he blinked a few times, and nodded. “oh.”

“and it’s not like i wasn’t hating it at all! this was already one of the best moments i’ve had so far in the academy; which makes me look forward to more! it just made me sad that i did have to admit it sooner or later. on the other hand, i was so happy.”

“geez, i told them about it,” bakugou placed a hand behind his neck. “gonna have to ask this again - was this whole party thing okay?”

“yes, don’t worry about it!”

“i’m not worried! i just didn’t want to think i wasted my time prepping for this!” he said. 

so he was worried.

“worried or not, this was very eventful. you’ve outdone yourself, bakugou katsuki.”

he smirked. “ha, you don’t seem bad yourself.”

“why, thank you. the same goes to you, good sir,” you bowed.

“hey. multiply that by 10.”

“no fair!” 

the talk went on for quite a while. the bakusquad were bewildered by how bakugou didn’t seem to complain to you about his bedtime, but then again, they loved seeing their friend - usually really worried about his schedule - finally beating it while making friends with the texas beaut.

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(a/n): beaut ; a fine example of something. it sounded really wholesome to me, so i went with this title. i hope you liked it! <3

[awkward-uwu]

A Royal Journey pt.1

Previous//Next

Genre: Fluff, Fantasy

Pairings: Female Reader x Felix

Word count: 4,487

Summery: Living in a world of magic and monsters can actually be pretty uneventful when you live inside the safety of city walls. But what happens when your closest friends bring you outside that safety?

You live in a small country by the name of Estra, a place where all types of magic and peoples are welcome, which makes for an interesting life. In this country you live in the royal city of Ironwind, and you are a cleric, a royal cleric to be exact. You moved from home and trained to be one since the day you turned ten. Which isn't as bad as it sounds, as you wanted this, to be able to help people using the name of Apollo was always a dream of yours. Being able to help the royal family was just a bonus. You live in a house connected to the temple of Apollo by the castle. You live there with five other clerics who are all a good amount older than you, as they've basically adopted you as their child.

Most days you stay in the temple praying, helping people out who come in or practicing spells. And once in awhile you get to go out into the lower levels of the city to help those who need it most these days are your favorites.

It's another normal day in the temple, people coming in and out, praying, getting healing done. You're in the back room with one of the other clerics putting away some potions when you hear the door open, and you hear a familiar voice, “Y/n, Felix hurt himself again.”

You smile and roll your eyes, “Again? What happened this time?” You walk out to the front where you see your two closest friends Felix and Chan.

Felix is the Prince, and Chan is his closest friend (even though he's more like another parent) the Queen assigned Chan to keep an eye on him because of how much Felix likes to get into trouble.

Chan is in full silver scale mail armor, and Felix is in casual light blue leather armor. “He tried to skip practice again and tripped on a log and hurt his arm.” Chan says with a sigh.

“It was boring! We just keep doing the same things over and over!” Felix pouts. You chuckle, “Let me look at it.” You walk over to Felix and take his arm to look at it and he winces, “How hard did you fall?? This might actually be broken!” Chan sighs, “Your Mother isn't gonna be too happy about this.”

“Wait! Y/n! Can't you just, I don't know, use one of your spells and fix it??” Felix says in a small panic.

“I'm not a strong cleric Felix, my spells can only do so much right now, I can go get Rita if you'd like, she's just in the back room.” You say turning to leave. “Wait! No!” Felix shouts, you turn back around towards him confused. “They don't know me as well as you do… they might put it back together wrong…” He says quietly.

You and Chan look at each other for a second, and then laugh. “Ok, but you'll have to come back tomorrow so I can fully heal it.” You say still laughing a little.

So you heal up Felix to the best of you ability, put his arm in a splint, then send them off and go back to your potions.

The upper city is bustling today, people walking around, shopping, talking. As they walk through the city, people stop their work or conversations to greet Felix with a bow or curtsy, Felix nods in acknowledgement.

“So, which one of us is gonna tell your mom about this?” Chan says walking alongside Felix. “I don't know, either way she is gonna kill me…” Felix says looking dejected.

“How about we tell her it happened at practice, that way she doesn't get as mad, plus, it's not exactly lying, you didn't get very far” Chan says with a laugh and a wink. Felix smiles and punches Chan in the arm “Rude. But thanks, I like that idea”

A small while later they arrive at the castle wall gates. The gates are an intricate silver, and are connected to a large brick wall. On either side of the gate there is a guard tower with a single guard in each. On the ground in front of the gate there are two more guards. “Your Highness.” they say in unison and bow. Felix nods and they open the gates so they can enter.

On the way in they hear a familiar voice “Prince Felix!! Chan!” A smaller boy wearing dark blue wizards robes runs up to them. “Jeongin!” Felix shouts back. The boy kneels down to bow. “Jeongin… I told you that you don't need to be so formal around me.” Felix says with a bit of a frown. “Oh sorry… I forgot” Jeongin stands up.

“Don't worry you're fine, now, why were you running so fast?” Felix asks. “Oh!! Yeah!! I learned a new spell! Do you want to see??” Jeongin says excitedly. “Uh yes!!” Felix says sounding almost more excited than Jeongin. Jeongin then pulls out a small spell book and a skinny twig like wand and reaches it out to cast the spell. “Hey! Not at the front gates!” A guard on the other side of the gate shouts.

Jeongin freezes and lowers his wand with a bit of a pout “Sorry…” He says quietly. “Hey, why don't we head to the garden, there's a nice open area in there we can use.” Chan says. Jeongin's face lights back up with a bright smile and they head to the garden.

The garden is a lush green area full of rose bushes and fruit bearing trees, there is a small pond in the center with a small island with a bench on it in the middle, four bridges leading to it. Around the pond is a grassy area where the boys sit down to watch the new spell Jeongin has learned.

“So, what happened to your arm?” Jeongin asks while they sit on the grass. “Long story, it's not important, what's important is seeing that new spell of yours!” Felix says changing the subject, Chan rolls his eyes at him. “Oh! Right!” Jeongin stands up “Ok ok, are you ready?” Jeongin pulls out his spell book and wand.

“Of course!” Felix says excitedly. Jeongin waves his wand and speaks an incantation, there's a small spark from his wand, and three more Jeongins appear around him. “Ta da!!” Jeongin says triumphantly. Felix and Chan both stand up “Woah! There’s more of you!” Felix says a little shocked.

Chan walks over and attempts to poke one and his hand goes right through it. “This is weird… but also really cool! Why did you learn it though?” Chan says as he continues to poke at the illusions. Jeongin shrugs, “I don't know, it seemed cool.”

They continue to mess with the illusions until they disappear a minute later. “Aw, that was a short spell” Felix says with a small frown. “Yeah, it only lasts a minute, I think it's supposed to be used in a fight” Jeongin says.

“Sure, because you're gonna get in a big enough fight that you'll need this, the biggest fight you've been in was probably over a quill” Felix says with a laugh.

“Not true! I've had sparring matches with my classmates and teacher before! Plus, I'm not just a wizard in training, I'm a war wizard in training, which means I'll be fighting alongside you if we ever go to war once you're king!” Jeongin says matter of factly.

Felix’s face drops a bit “Oh, yeah, right.” He frowns and looks down to the side. “Oh, Felix, I'm sorry... I forgot you don't like talking about that…” Jeongin says apologetically. “No no it's fine, I really shouldn't get like this about it, it's gonna happen no matter what” Felix shrugs.

They all just stand there for a moment. “Well, we really should get to your mother, I'm sure she wants to hear all about your day” Chan says breaking the silence, Felix lets out a sigh “Do we have to?” He whines. “Unfortunately, yes. Come on Jeongin, we'll drop you off at your place since it's on the way” Chan says as he begins to walk, and the other two follow.

They quickly make it to Jeongin's place, due to it being right near the edge of the garden. It's a wooden two-floor house with vines growing up the sides, and a few shrubs around the bottom. It's not exactly the nicest place in the castle walls, but it is pretty.

Jeongin heads up to the house “Ok we'll see you around, keep practicing!” Chan shouts. Felix waves, and they head to the castle. The castle is made up of four large round towers, it is connected by tall walls that go a little past mid tower. The walls are made up of a light grey stone, and there are light blue banners and flags around the outside walls and the tops of the towers. Chan and Felix enter through the main doors which leads almost directly to the throne room. The throne room has a long light blue and silver carpet, and the same coloured banners along the walls. It's a large room with a fairly high ceiling. At the far end of the room is the throne where the Queen is sat; on her right is a smaller empty throne, on her left is a young man with a scroll speaking to her about something.

When she sees the boys enter, she smiles. Although as she sees Felix arm her face fills with worry, and then her brows furrow and she lets out a sigh. She waves her hand to tell the young man to leave, he then bows and makes his way out.

A little over halfway to the throne Chan kneels and bows deeply “Your majesty.” Chan says. “Paladin Chan.” She responds with a smile.

Felix continues closer to the throne and bows, much less deep than Chan “Mother.” Felix says not making eye contact. “Felix. I see you've had an exciting day.” She responds. “What's the story today?” Felix takes in a deep breath, “Well, you see, I was at practice, and this hole, just appears out of nowhere, and my foot got caught, and I fell. See? And I didn't catch myself right, so now my arm is hurt.” Felix says very quickly.

“I see, and why did you not get it fully healed by the clerics? We have some that are strong enough to fully fix that.”

“Uhh… because... the only one available was the youngest one, we'll be going tomorrow to get it fully healed!” Felix explains. The queen chuckles “I see. You sure seem to like that younger cleric down there, I sometimes wonder if you get yourself hurt just to see her.” She remarks.

“What! No! Of course not! Why would you think that?” Felix says rushed and a little panicked. Both the Queen and Chan laugh “Alright alright, calm down.” She says still laughing a bit “I need to talk to you both about something. Chan, come closer to me.” She says in a more serious tone.

Slightly confused Chan gets up and joins Felix, “Are we in trouble?” Felix asks. “No, not at all, the opposite in fact. You're getting to that age where you need to start being more mature, your teachers have told me that you've been doing well in your studies and it might be time.” She states in a serious tone.

“Time…?” Felix questioned. “Time for you to go out and become the king this country deserves. I personally didn't want to do this but the council suggested this to be the best course of action. I'm sending you, Chan and whomever else who you see fit, to go outside of the city.” She states calmly.

“What?! Why?!” Felix shouts. “Felix, calm down, she just wants what's best for you and the kingdom.” Chan says calmly and sets a hand on Felix’s shoulder.

“But what if it's not what's best for me?? What if something happens? What if someone gets hurt, what if I… get hurt..?” Felix questioned quietly.

“Felix… Dear... I know this is a bit scary, but you were going to have to this eventually. Your father had to do this, and his father as well. It's been a something that every royal prince in this kingdom has had to do. You are a strong, smart young man, I'm sure you'll do great.” The queen explains.

“I guess… can I just have a day to think about this? It's a little sudden, I need some time.” Felix asks.

“Of course, you have until tomorrow at this time to let the idea set in.” She responds. “Thank you. I'll be in my room the rest of the day if you need me.” Felix says as he turns and leaves.

Chan bows deeply towards the Queen and turns to follow Felix. As they're about the leave the Queen shouts “Felix wait!” Both Felix and Chan turn back around “I love you.” The queen says with a soft smile. Felix smiles “I love you too.”

Later, Chan drops Felix of at his room, “I'll see you tomorrow morning, please don't run off or anything,” Chan requests. “I won't, don't worry. (Not far at least)” “What??”

“I'm just kidding, calm down, I'm not going anywhere.” Chan furrows his brows and squints his eyes, “Alright, I'm trusting you.” Felix smiles, “Ok, goodnight Chan.”

“Good night Felix.”Chan reaches out and ruffles Felix’s hair, then he turns and leaves.

Later once the sun is fully set and the stars are out, Felix leaves his room. There aren't many guards around at this time so he sneaks out easily. He makes his way to the garden and lays down in the grass next to the pond to watch the stars and think. After about half an hour of watching stars he begins to hear footsteps behind himself. He jumps to his feet and gets in a defensive stance “Woah! Felix, it's just me.” Felix relaxes “Jeongin, you almost gave me a heart attack.” He says clutching his chest. “Sorry… I saw you head out here and thought you might want some company” Felix sighs “Well, you're not wrong, I've just got alot on my mind…”

“Ah, so, do you wanna talk about it…?”

“Well yeah, mom is telling me I have to go out of the city and ‘become the king this country deserves’ and she says I'll be fine, but I'm not sure, I'm worried. What if something happens to the people I bring with me? What if I hurt someone? What we get lost? We could die out in the middle of nowhere?? What if… what if I can't become a good king… I'm not what this country deserves…” Felix sits down in the grass. Jeongin sits down next to him stumped for a moment. “Wow” Jeongin says softly.“Yeah” Felix responds. After sitting in silence for a few minutes Jeongin speaks up, “Felix, why are you worrying so much? You are the coolest person I know! You're strong, smart, you know how to handle yourself in a fight, you have good friends who are willing to help you. I'm positive everything go very well.” Felix sits there for a moment, still looking at the stars, “Ya know Jeongin, you might be right. What if I am overreacting? I mean, I'll have Chan with me, and I can fight pretty darn well…”

“See? You know I'm always right!” Felix then elbows him in the side, “Ow! What was that for??” Felix just laughs and lays back down in the grass, Jeongin follows and lays next to him now also laughing.

“Hey Jeongin?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you a strong wizard?” Felix asks still staring at the stars. “You know it! I'm the strongest student in my class!” Jeongin sits up “Why?” He questions. “Well, mom said I should make up a team of sorts to go with me, do you wanna come with me?” Felix asks still laying in the grass. Jeongin's face lights up, “Um yes!! I was hoping you would ask! I've learned a bunch of new strong spells, and I'll be really useful! You can count on me!” Jeongin says excitedly as he fully stands up. Felix now sits up, “Great! Be in front of the castle two hours after midday.”

“Got it! I'll see you then.” Jeongin says as he lends a hand to help Felix up. Once he's up, they walk to Jeongin's place, say their goodbyes, for now, and Felix makes his way back to his room without issue. And after some over thinking, he finally falls asleep.

The next day Felix wakes up early and Chan is already waiting outside his room “Did you sleep well?” Chan asks. “I did! Thank you for asking!” Felix says with a smile.

“Well you seem much more chipper this morning, are you comfortable with the idea already?” Chan asks with a smirk. “Yup! By the way, we're bringing Jeongin with us!” Felix says walking away “Wait what?” But Felix is already at the end of the hallway.

Later that morning they make their way to the temple to get Felix’s arm fully healed. The temple of Apollo is made of the same brick as the castle. It's a wide one story building with a tall steeple. It has light blue accents and a flower garden that goes all the way around the base of the building. The actual temple area for prying is in the far back, and anyone is welcome to go into it. The front room of the temple is a warm comfortable room with couch like chairs that have pillows and blankets on them. There are potted plants in a few of the corners, and the far right corner has a desk that you're sitting behind writing some things down.

Chan and Felix walk in and you smile “Ah welcome back, are you ready for me to fix you up the rest of the way?” You begin walking towards them, “Yep!” Felix says with a smile. As you make your way over a young lady walks in “Um, excuse me?” She asks quietly “Ah yes, what can I help you with?” You respond. “I was wondering where the shrine was, I was hoping for a quiet place to pray.”

“Ah yes, of course! Can you two excuse me for a moment?”

“Oh, I could take her back if you'd like. I've been here to pray multiple times. That way you can get to healing Felix up the rest of the way.” Chan insists. “Oh alright, thank you Chan!” You say with a smile. She follows Chan to the back and you and Felix sit down. You take his arm and you begin to take off the splint. “So anything exciting happen since the last time you've seen me?” You ask with a smile. “Actually, yes! I'm leaving the city!” He responds excitedly. You freeze, “What?? Why are you leaving??” You furrow your brows and frown. “Mother is sending me, Chan, and a few others of my choosing to leave the city. She says its to turn me into ‘a king this country deserves.” As he's saying this, you continue to remove the splint and begin the spell. “Ah, I see… so that means I won't be able to see you for a long time?” Your  eyes stay trained on his arm.

“Actually, I was hoping you could join us! We could use another person who can heal besides Chan.” The spell finishes and you look back at his face, “Really?? Why me though? I'm not the strongest cleric, and I don't really know how to fight…” You look down, setting your hands in your lap. “Oh don't worry about that, I can teach you to fight! And you'll get stronger by coming with us!” He beams as he takes your hands from your lap. “We can get stronger together!” He says smiling happily. “Alright! I just need to ask my superiors and make sure I'm allowed to leave!” You say, now also smiling brightly.

You both sit there for a moment just looking at each other, until you both realize how close you are. You both let go of each others hands and look away, hoping the other didn't see the blush on your faces. You stand up and clear your throat “I should go ask Rita about this, I'm sure she'll let me go.” You say turning around. You then see Chan leaning up against the counter. “Oh, Chan! You're back! How long have you been there...?” You question. “Long enough” Chan says with a smirk. “Ah…” Unsure of what to say you just stand there for a moment.

“Chan! Y/n is coming with us!” Felix says excitedly standing up. “It's not for sure, I still need to talk to the other clerics about it. Which I'm going to do right now, if you'll excuse me.” You say now heading to the back room.

Chan and Felix wait out in the front room for about 15 minutes, Felix starts worrying “What if she can't come? What if she gets in trouble for wanting to leave? What if-”

“I can go!!” You shout interrupting Felix. “That's great!” Chan exclaims. “Why don't you come with us to the castle? We can all talk about what the plan is there. Plus, I'm sure that Her Majesty would love to officially meet you” Chan says smiling.

“Me? Meet with the Queen?? Right now??? I need to go clean up, I am not presentable right now!” You begin to fix your hair and dust off your clothes with your hands. “No don't worry you look fine! She won't care about how you look, just, don't say anything dumb” Felix says walking up to you. “Well, ok then… I can't promise I won't say anything dumb though…” You chuckle nervously.

With that you three leave the temple. At the castle Jeongin sits on a bench near the castle doors. “Chan! Prince Felix! And… person I don't know… Hi!!” Jeongin shouts. “Hey Jeongin!!” Felix shouts back and runs up to Jeongin, “This is Y/n, she'll be coming with us!” Felix says as you and Chan follow up behind Felix. “Oh, hello! My name's Jeongin, I'm a wizard in training!” He says proudly. “It's nice to meet you! I'm a cleric… in training” You say with a chuckle. “Good, now you two know each other, I'm gonna go inside with Chan and talk to talk to my mother. You guys stay out here, Chan will come get you shortly,” Felix states and then heads inside with Chan.

You and Jeongin stand in awkward silence for a few minutes until Chan comes back out to get you, and you both go inside. On the way in you quickly fix your hair and adjust your shirt. You stay close behind Chan because you're weary of doing anything wrong. You three walk in and Felix smiles. You make it little over halfway to the throne, and Chan stops both of you and kneels to bow deeply towards the Queen. You and Jeongin copy him. “Please stand. Come closer to me.” the Queen commands. All three of you stand and make your way to the throne. “So, these are the people you choose to take with you?” She asks. “Yes.” Felix responds with a nod. “I see. Please, introduce yourselves.” She instructs. Jeongin goes up first, he kneels and bows deeply.

“Your majesty, my name is Jeongin Yang, wizard in training, it is an honor to meet you.” The queen nods and smiles. Jeongin stand up and returns to Chan's side. You then go up and kneel to bow. “Your majesty, my name is Y/n Y/ln, royal cleric of Apollo. It is an honor to meet you.” The queen nods and smiles.

“Ah, Y/n, so you're the young cleric Felix tells me so much about” She says with a smile. You stand and make your way back to Chan's side.

“Please, Jeongin and Y/n, come closer.” The queen instructs. Jeongin and you both step forward. “Now, both of you have chosen to join Prince Felix on this journey. And you both realize how dangerous this is, correct?”

“Yes.” You both respond in unison “Good, and you are both willing to risk your life for Prince Felix, correct?”

Felix speaks up “Mother-”

“Yes.” You and Jeongin respond without a second thought. Felix stands there a little slack jawed. Chan smirks, and The Queen smiles. “Good. I can now comfortably send my son into the world with you. Please, keep him, and each other safe.”

“Yes your majesty.” You and Jeongin say in unison.

“Now, you all should prepare to leave in the morning, I recommend you stop at The Heart on the way out, it's the royal guard quarters in the lowest level of the city, they should have requests for you to pick up there.”

“Understood, thank you your majesty.” Chan says with a bow and turns to leave. You and Jeongin bow deeply and do the same, Felix follows behind.

“Felix” The queen says expectantly.

“Yes mother?” He says turning toward her.

“I love you.” She smiles. He stops for a second “I love you too.”

Outside the castle you say goodbye to Jeongin, and he heads back to his place so he can get ready for tomorrow. “Hey, it's getting later in the day, we should walk you back.” Felix says. “It's not a very long walk. But alright, thank you!” You smile.

So Chan and Felix walk you back to the temple. On the way there you spot someone, or something, lurking in the shadows of the alley next to the temple, “Hey, guys, I think someone's watching us…” You gesture towards the man. The moment you say that he runs off into the alley. “Hey!” Chan shouts and runs after him and Felix walks you the rest of the way to the temple.

“I'm not sure I like the idea of you staying here with shifty people wandering around…” Felix states.

“Felix, I'll be fine, don't worry, I've got the other clerics here.” About that time Chan returns, “I'm sorry, he was too fast, I couldn't get him.”

“That's alright, we can tell the royal guard in the morning to keep an eye on this area.” You respond.

Felix looks unsure but agrees “Alright, we'll see you in the morning then. If something happens don't do anything by yourself, make sure you get one of the other clerics.” Felix tells you.

“Ok ok, I got it, I'll be fine, I'm going inside now, good night Felix, good night Chan.” “Good night Y/n” they respond in union. You shut the door, and they head back to the castle.

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GIRLLLL, YOU'RE GONNA MEET THE LEGENDS THAT ARE B.A.P? ASDFGHJKL!!! After you've met them, tell us E V E R Y T H I N G!!! *whispers* also, tell daehyun i love him. ANYWAY, I'm so happy for you gurl 😄😄😊😊

I'm sorry; it took meso long because I really wrote down EVERYTHING I still remember. But English is not my native language, so I’m sorry if there are any grammar and spelling mistakes!

And, I have to apologize again, 1361 words, I’mso sorry! 😂🙈

So, I was at the venueat 4pm and got inside at 5:30pm, as well as the others who had a diamondticket. At some point we all became really quiet because we were able to hearthem rehearse upstairs!!

We went upstairs at6:30pm, while the regular entry began. And I was so lucky, because I was standingin the second row and before me was a mother with her daughter and theyactually were a little smaller than me, so I had a perfect view on everything!!

But I must say that Iwas wearing shoes with 6.5cm high heels, because I'm a smol bean and wouldn'thave been able to see anything otherwise.

At 7:45pm, the DJbegan to get us all hyped and DAMN BOI, he's so handsome and such a good DJ!!About 15 minutes later, the intro began, counting down from 100 with "Kingis back" as background music. And then they finally stood on the stage...

I was screaming sohard that I lost my voice in a matter of minutes.  

And I was so happy,because I was waving and smiling at Daehyun and he saw me, began to smile andWAVED BACK!! The same happened with Jongup later!!!

They introducedthemselves in German, which was SO cute!!

Jongup said "Habtihr hunger?", which means "Are you guys hungry?", and then said"Ich auch" - "Me too", after we answered. It was reallyfunny and so cute!

Zelo picked a fan forthe event this time and I was so shocked, because I was wearing almost the sameoutfit as the chosen girl, but she was standing near the entrance of the stagewhile I was standing at the other end of the stage. He asked her about hername, age, home town and so on. After she said that she doesn't have aboyfriend at the moment, he asked her if he could be her boyfriend for thatevening. It was so cute because he was so nervous, which actually ended in himspilling his drink while they were trying to do a love shot. He wiped it withhis towel and apologized, it was so cute!!

Jongup and Youngjaeperformed their solos this time. I actually had hoped that Jongup performs his,and I was smiling from ear to ear during his stage.

Also, they performedOne Shot instead of Young, Wild and Free!! It was a special stage for German Babyz,because One Shot has been in the German Kpop Charts for a really long time!! And theybegan to perform it at the other shows as well, because of the good response.

Also, Daehyun waslaughing and pointing at me during their Carnival stage, because the confettigot stuck between my glasses and left eye, and wouldn't come out.

They taught us theCheck On dance, and Jongup was standing across from me. I was constantlyconfusing left from right, while they were showing us the part where we had to touch our shoulders and he saw it, and was like shaking his head 'no' andrepeated that part for me while trying not to laugh. I must have looked reallyfunny, I think.  

At the end, they toldus how much fun they all had, and how happy they are to see that we didn'tforget them. Daehyun said that he couldn’t really put his thoughts into actualwords, so he put his thumb up and said that we really are the best! They allwere really emotional.  And I won’t beable to ever listen to B.A.B.Y again without breaking down into tears…

I don’t remember atwhich point, but I think it was during their last speech, Wake Me Up started toplay in the background and all Babyz began to sing it, the boys all began tosmile proudly and listened to us, but then Yongguk’s part suddenly came on andwe were all like “woo”, Babyz laughed and B.A.P also were smiling amused andsaid that things like “cute”.

After the concert wasover, the security began to ask all those with a diamond, gold and silverticket to raise their hands, so that they could check the bands we got beforethe concert. While they did that, the staff began to tidy up the stage and theDJ, B.Shoo, came to get his equipment and we all cheered and I could see thathe was really happy about that. They also gave the used towels to some fans andsomeone gave me the banner which Zelo hold up during their last stage.

After a few minutes,they asked us to go to the left, diamonds being the first in the line for thehigh five event. It went by so quick… Jongup was the first and I couldn’t form any words, smiling and lookinghim the eyes, I think he said cute, but it was so loud in the background and hewas speaking so quietly that I couldn’t really understand it. Daehyun wasgrinning at me and pointed at my glasses which made me laugh because I hadn’t thoughtthat he would remember the confetti incident.  Next up was Yongguk, he actually said “thankyou” to every single fan! I finally could form words again and said “No, I wantto thank you!”, which made him smile his beautiful gummy smile!! Youngjae wasthe next one and he was smiling in such a cute way, also probably because heheard what I said to Yongguk. Zelo stood right beside him and I had to look uphigh because this boy is a G I A N T! He was smiling amused and I just smashedmy hand in his, which actually caught him off guard and I think he was a littleshocked that I have so much strength. The last one was Himchan, I said “I loveyou” and he gave me such a beautiful smile while looking into my eyes. Also,their hands are so soft!! I can’t believe this all happened in a matter ofseconds.  

The high fiveevent went on and the Babyz with a diamond ticket were brought into an extraroom, we had to form groups of ten, but some weren’t there and I got into agroup with eight other girls. We were discussing who wanted to stand next towhom and I still can’t believe it, but none of them wanted to stand next toJongup!! My group was let to the boys and I positioned myself between Jongupand Himchan. Himchan leaned himself forward and put his hand on my rightshoulder, but my hair was there, so I can’t see his hand on the picture. Theytook two photos and I said bye to Himchan and waved good bye to Jongup AND THENHAPPENED THE BEST THING EVER!!! JONGUP TOOK MY HAND AND PULLED ME INTO AHUG!!!  I hadn’t even asked him, he justpulled me into a strong hug!! And OMG, he’s so muscular!! It’s sad that I don’t know what he smells like, because mynose hates me and I can’t smell for 95% of the year. But I was so flashedafterwards and he just smiled at me with such an innocent smile. A friend ofmine pulled me downstairs with her because we had to go. The others wereshaking their heads while grinning and waved to all of us and whished us ahappy evening.

I soon found myfriend who was waiting for me and was just mumbling “Moon Jongup hugged me”,and she began to scream excitedly while I still couldn’t believe it. Her mothersoon found us and we drove home, while I had to tell my friend everything aboutthe high five and photo event.

The best day ofmy life ended like this, and again, I’m SO sorry for this long answer, but Igot into a writing flow and really told you EVERYTHING  I remember.