#they sit with eachother and just talk softly and reminisce about meeting the other and they both agree they wouldnt trade it for anything

[moth-mart]

"I need them to die in eachothers arms and for it to mean something" then proceeded to make a terrible. horrible punch to the gut

[jisungsmochi]

can we dance? - mark lee

mark’s instalment of my series! i personally enjoyed writing this one a lot! 

word count: 2.3k 

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summary: “i know i don’t know you, but i’d like to skip the small talk and romance”

while attending his very first college party, mark has a little too much to drink and starts dancing with the random girl sitting at the bottom of the stairs. he didn’t need to know you just yet. when he pulled you close to him, you didn’t feel like you were dancing with a stranger. but rather someone who could steal your heart in a minute.

//

mark wasn’t the type to get wasted at all. but something about attending his first college party had him ecstatic. he felt a little tipsy as he roamed the halls of whichever frat house the party was held at. he couldn’t walk straight, bumping into multiple people who only shoved him away from them. he eventually took a seat at the bottom of the staircase, watching people walk in and out of the front door. he barely noticed the girl sitting right next to him.

you had your head leaning against the wall, trying to drown out the music blasting through the house. mark slowly shuffled away from you, leaving a small gap between you both. you raised your eyebrow once you felt movement next to you. you recognised his face immediately, he was the cute guy in your orientation group at the start of the semester.

“are you alright there?” you decide to spark up a conversation with the tipsy boy. mark just nodded, finding the words to say back to you, but his head was pounding.

“y-yes, i just need to sober up a bit” he giggled at himself, causing you to crack a smile at his adorable antics.

“understandable” you nod along, unsure of how to continue the conversation. the reason you remembered mark so well, was due to his constant asking of questions during the orientation. although others in your group were slightly annoyed, wanting to carry on with the campus tour, mark lee couldn’t stop his glimmering gaze of the features the campus had to offer. you found it quite endearing how he was filled with so much curiosity. but you didn’t have much courage to approach him that day, which you regretted instantly.

“you wanna dance?” mark suddenly snaps you out of your thoughts. you furrowed your eyebrows at him, watching as his smile came into view. he was adorable.

“uh i’m not much of a dancer” you shook your head, trying to deny his offer as politely as you could. but mark was stubborn, he came to have fun and he was determined to dance with the pretty girl at the bottom of the staircase.

“come on, don’t be a party pooper” he started teasing, moving closer to you, dragging you to stand up with him. as much as you wanted to remain seated, you allowed the brown haired boy, to pull you up. he let your hands linger near his shoulders, finding the physical affection quite comforting.

“okay, one dance” you held up your index finger, mark responding in a nod as he pulled you along to where everyone else was dancing. you felt nervous stepping into such a big crowd, but mark had an aura around him where you felt comfortable.

“just focus on me” he smiled widely, taking your hands in his as you both started grooving to the music. your dance moves were a little rusty, consisting of gentle swaying and some light bounces to the beat. mark on the other hand, was a very enthusiastic dancer. he was jumping up and down, screaming the lyrics from the top of his lungs, causing you to giggle. he never really let go of your hands, always finding a way back to them if you both lost contact somehow. it made your cheeks heat up quickly, but you would try and blame it on the alcohol.

suddenly, you felt mark pull you by your waist, slowly grooving to the current song that was playing. you felt your breath hitch for a split second, feeling how close he was to you. in that moment, everything stopped. all you could focus on was how gorgeous mark lee looked and how he embraced you so smoothly. as you looked into his eyes, everything felt at ease. what was happening?

mark started getting tired after the fourth or fifth song, signalling he was going to grab some water. you agreed to wait for him near the stairs again, taking some time to yourself.

“so i see you’ve met mark lee” haechan, a boy from your monday morning lecture, approached you with a mischievous smirk on his face.

“o-oh yeah, we just met” you quickly responded, unsure of how close the two boys were.

“you just met yet you were dancing all up on him? dang girl, you’re boldddd” haechan teased, lightly tapping your shoulder. you couldn’t hide how shy you were by his words,

“t-there’s nothing going on. he doesn’t even know me properly” you shook your head.

“please, i have like a sixth sense, i can sense when love is in the air” the blonde boy started babbling, slowly losing your attention.

“you’re gonna fall for him” haechan finishes, sending you a wink before moving off to chat with other party goers. what a strange guy...

“hey, how’s it going?” mark greeted you once again, taking a small sip of water.

“i’m great, kind of tired though. might head back to my dorm soon” you informed him, looking around to see if you had misplaced any of your belongings. mark wanted to stop you from leaving, but he was unsure of how to bring it up. he had just met you, he didn’t know your name, he barely knew you at all. but something inside him was telling him to stop you.

“n-no, stay” he blurred out, gently wrapped your wrist. you looked down at his hand, raising an eyebrow at his sudden actions. mark lightly coughed before slowly pulling his hand away from you.

“i-i mean, i’m tired too. i’ll walk you back to your dorm, it’s pretty dark out there” mark tried to save himself, shooting you a small grin. you couldn’t help but copy his expression, gently nodding at his offer.

“i’d like that” mark let out a sigh of relief, following your lead as you started the short walk to your dorm. you purposefully walked slower than usual, noticing how mark would try and match your pace. he truly was a saint.

“i-i just realised i didn’t quite catch your name back there” mark suddenly reminded you, making you internally face palm yourself. how did you never mention your own name?

“oh i’m y/n, and you’re mark lee” you watched as his head shot up at the mention of his name.

“h-how do you kno-“

“we were at orientation together. you were wearing a dark green hoodie and could not stop asking questions” you lightly chuckled at the memory, causing mark to reminisce on his own.

“ah, i recognise you now. you were bucket hat girl” he couldn’t stop smiling for some reason. you didn’t want to question him, but you, yourself, couldn’t contain how happy you were that he remembered you.

“i guess we both noticed eachother” you stated, a warm feeling now forming in your stomach.

“oh but tonight is just the beginning” mark smirked, moving to stand infront of you as he continued walking backwards. you were confused as to what he was doing, but you were too caught up in his words to even question it.

“the beginning of what, may i ask?” you slightly shake your head, pointing to the entrance of your dorm, signalling mark to halt in the middle of the pavement.

“not sure, but it’s definitely the start of something” he cryptically responded, walking alongside you to your dorm room. you faced mark, not wanting to say goodbye.

“i had a lot of fun tonight, mark. i actually forgot how fun parties were, the workload has really weighed me down” you started rambling, assuming he had zoned out but mark lee was stringing along to your every word.

“i totally get it. i’m not usually the type to get drunk or dance with strangers. but i’m glad i got to meet you” he avoided your gaze, feeling his cheeks start to heat up.

“did you want to come in?” you suddenly offered, causing mark to shoot his head up to face you. were you really inviting him into your room? just wait until haechan catches wind of this.

“w-would that be okay?” the clueless boy muttered, scratching the back of his head.

“yes, mark. that’s why i’m opening the door right now to let you in. so you coming or what?” you playfully teased, opening your door. mark followed your gesture, cautiously stepping into your dorm room as you closed the door behind him. your quickly turned the lights on, moving to place bag on your bed.

“your room is really cute” mark intended to whisper to himself but luckily you heard him.

“thankyou, it’s still a work in progress” you offer him a bottle of water as you both sit at the end of your bed.

“so mark, i have to ask, do you have a girlfriend?” you smirked at your own words, watching as the boy shot his eyes up at you.

“w-what? n-no i don’t, do you?” he stuttered, your eyebrows raising at him.

“i mean, do you have a boyfriend?” he repeated more calmly, taking a long sip of water.

“no i don’t” you simply respond, eyes locked on the boy at the end of your bed. the tension in the room just shifted.

“cool...that’s cool” was all he managed to say.

“you’re a weird kid, mark lee” you shake your head, laying down on your bed, feeling your eyes flutter. mark just stared at you, slowly getting up before pulling your blanket over your body. he softly patted down the bumps, making sure you were securely tucked in. you felt a smile rise to your face, mumbling a quiet, ‘thank you’ to the boy. mark just nodded, packing up his belongings before making his way to your door.

“before you go, let’s hang out tomorrow” you call out to him, watching as he turned on his feet to face you one again.

“i- yes yes. have a nice sleep” he stammered, turning the doorknob before rushing out of your dorm room in lightning speed.

‘god mark, could you be any more awkward?’

//

there was one flaw to your plan to see mark the next day, you didn’t ask for his number, nor were you in contact with his friends. you woke up to a slight headache, which luckily was relieved by taking a pain killer. you scrolled through your phone, desperately trying to find mark on any platform you could. and just like that, it was like god had sent you a message. and by god, you mean lee haechan.

haechan: mark keeps asking about you, here’s his number. thank me later by bringing me a coffee next class ;)

you hurriedly called the number, ignoring the requests from your classmate. mark picked up immediately, which came as a surprise to you.

“h-hey” he spoke first, feeling giddy you bothered to call him back.

“hey, sorry i forgot to ask for your number. my mind was just preoccupied” you started rambling, brushing through your hair as you put him on speaker.

“it’s fine really. did you want to grab some brunch?” he immediately got to the point, making you freeze momentarily.

“yeah sure” you nodded, knowing he wouldn’t be able to see you.

“cool, i’ll meet you at your dorm room, we can walk together” he offered, you heard shuffling from his side.

“thanks mark, see you soon!” before you were about to hang up, you heard a loud voice screen,

“markie is going on a date!” you instantly knew it was haechan’s. mark abruptly hung up the call, not bidding you a goodbye. you shook your head in amusement before getting ready.

as promised, mark was at your door in a prompt manner, smiling softly as you greeted him with a slight hug. mark felt stiff, but you pushed it aside, walking alongside him to the local cafe spot on campus. mark was surprisingly good at small conversation, rambling on about all sorts of things that came to his head. you couldn’t help but adore how his eyes were constantly glistening, he looked like he found beauty in almost everything. mark really wanted to impress you for this date, offering to hold your cardigan when it was getting a bit sunny and buying you ice cream while you sat on the park bench.

“how’s your hangover?” mark chuckled, mind drifting to the night before. you looked away from him slightly, feeling embarrassed.

“it’s all cured with some ice cream and great company” you cheekily commented, watching as mark’s mouth fell agape.

“i see i see” was all he managed to say back. you sat in silence for a while, admiring the scenery infront of you. you felt mark shift closer to you, arm now reaching over your shoulders. you allowed him to pull your body into his side, leaning your head on his shoulder lightly. it felt quite natural, being in mark’s presence. despite only knowing him for less than twenty four hours, you’d say you were very interested in mark lee.

“we should head back to our dorms now, i mean, unless you wanted to keep hanging out. oh god why am i so lame? i’m not even drunk? i’m just stupid. oh my god” mark started mumbling pulling his arm off your shoulder. you raised an eyebrow at the stressed boy, pulling him by his collar, before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. that surely shut him up. mark’s eyes widened at the touch of your lips on his, hands completely frozen.

“i’ll see you tomorrow, mark” you smirked, walking away from the flustered boy, who barely let out any farewell to you.

maybe mark did talk a lot of shit when he was drinking. but you left him speechless for once in his life. who would have thought one dance, would change everything.

[shuatoyou]

Can I request a seungcheol breakup 🥺 but like a “cut off ties on both ends” breakup

this one made me cry a bit... y/n i got ur back. i hope u like this i didnt mean to make it as emotional hahaaa *awkward laughs*

seungcheol x reader

angst

warnings; none

wc; 968

a/n; i wrote this one with correct grammar rather than making it lowercase like i usually do... i wonder how it looks.

How do two people go from promising to spend an eternity together, how can certain feelings fade away so quickly. How does that work? Do you ever stop thinking about him when he’s sat right across from you at a restaurant your friends dragged everyone out to?

It gets easier.

“I don't want to hurt her though.”

“Maybe you’re right.”

The words muffled behind the door but you were certain of one thing, you were the subject of the conversation and your boyfriend Seungcheol was the speaker. You stepped away from the door, you weren't a fan of eavesdropping and you felt hypocritical right in this moment.

The door opened causing you to jump as well as revealing a shocked Seungcheol.

“Y/n..” he called out softly worried in case you had heard anything earlier than he intended you to.

“Hey, I'm going out to do some grocery shopping” you quickly revert your expression back into a smile however Seungcheol’s sigh of relief doesn't go unnoticed.

“I’ll come with you” he walks past to put on his shoes so you follow to do the same, it's bad enough  your hands bumped into his as you both reached for the pairs of shoes that were coincidentally right next to each other but it was worse when you realised the air was awkward. It would've been something you guys would have laughed off and joked about before but things were changing slowly.

The walk to the store was the exact same except he had been trying to start up a conversation asking about your day which you replied to with short answers. Another thing that would've processed as a lighthearted conversation before. You were sad. He was sad. Over how much time did everything fall out of place. Things were not the same and Seungcheol was in the same boat as you emotionally. The two of you were aware of the changes to your relationship, if it could even be called that anymore.

Shopping got frustrating quick because you two were just bickering over the smallest most irrelevant things like what kinda coffee the other liked better because suddenly him and you were both hellbent on proving you knew the most about each other. Paying was another issue as you held up the cashier with your back and forth about who would pay (he did in the end).

“Are you okay?” Seungcheol begins first again, something he’s been doing a lot.

You look up at his taller figure in confusion. Before sighing and looking forward again, “Are you?”

“I don’t know” he shrugs

“Yeah me too”

It's silent for a bit but not the comfortable silence you would have treasured back then till you decide to speak up about the one thing lingering around in your mind.

“Who were you talking to earlier?” you inquire and Seungcheol comes to a halt so you stop with him. “It was about me wasn't it?”

“Yeah.” he admits.

“Wanna talk about it?”

“Here?” He pointed out the obvious which was being in the middle of the road.

You shrug. “There's a bench right there.” you speak out walking to sit down on said bench with him proceeding to do the same

“So..” you look around, almost as an excuse because you didn't want to meet his eyes.

“Do you remember when we first met?” he blurts out almost catching you off guard with his sudden need to reminisce.

He needed to know you were aware there were happier moments.

“Who could forget the day Chan ended up in the hospital with a broken foot and we had to pretend to be his very young parents.” you giggle, shaking your head at the memory and hearing the other beside you laugh too. That was probably the first time you had both heard each other laughs in a while.

“Things were so much more different back then,” he whispers.

Both of you kept your gazes locked on the hazy sunset, good for you because you were sure one look at the boy and the tears would run free.

“I don't want to hurt you Y/n”

His words finally direct your gaze to his closed eyes.

“You could never hurt me Cheol.”

He opens his eyes and finally faces you too.

The two of you search eachothers eyes and expressions secretly hoping for something to hold on to what was the point?

“Change is inevitable” you sighed as his hand reached out to hold yours and you simply allowed it.

“At some point we all realise people stay in our hearts but not our lives. I'm grateful to have had your heart until now. But we both know it's not the same anymore” he's smiling at you painfully waiting for you to finish your words almost aching to pull you into his embrace

“I can’t believe we’re about to break up on a bench with bags of kimchi next to me.”

You laugh at his words, a few tears escaping your eyes that you’re way past wiping.

“It wouldn't be a SeungY/n break up if we didn't go out with a bang.” you exclaim.

“I know…i'm going to need some time and i know you will too” you squeeze his hand before letting go, heart aching at the thought of this being the last time you would be able to do any of this.

“I’ll always be there for you y/n”

The words play in your head like a broken tape. I’ll always be there for you but suddenly we’re strangers.

Truthfully, it wasn't the break up that hurt, it was the constant wave of flashbacks reminding you both how happy you once were.

Like you said. “Change is inevitable.”

[yvnseong]

𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑝𝑎𝑠𝑡 𖧷 𝑙𝑒𝑒 𝑒𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑔

credits to: @asdfghjilysm they came up with the prompt that inspired me to write this!!!

𖧷𖧷𖧷

“Hey Grandma?” Yunseo asked curiously.

“Yes Yunseo?” I responded smiling at the younger girl with me at the table helping me go through my old items.

“Who’s this?” She questioned her hands holding a photograph taken many summers past. She handed me the photo of a young male laid in the grass, his head resting on his hand, with his other arm stretched out. I smiled softly at the discovery of the old picture.

“Lee Eunsang.” The smile etched onto my face faltered for only a second as memories of that summer flood back to my head. “My first love.”

Her hands once again took the picture from my hands, she studied it carefully. Her eyes scanning every part of the picture. “When did you take this picture Grandma?”

“The summer of 1969. We were about your age. So somewhere around sixteen or seventeen. It was the last time I saw him.” You said reminiscing on that summer. You watched intently as Yunseo continued to study the picture carefully.

“What was happening in that moment for him to look so happy?” She asked, a delicate smile gracing her lips as she saw the pure happiness present in his eyes. His lips brought up into a gorgeous smile.

“Would you like to hear a story?” I asked, my eyes trained on her face. She blinked slowly, gently handed me the photo and nodded. I smiled.

𖧷𖧷𖧷

Summer 1968

Lee Eunsang was in love. Who was he in love with?

It was the girl who worked at the photography studio with her family. They met the day Eunsangs mother had insisted getting a family portrait, much to his and his sisters annoyance they went anyways. They entered the studio, bitterly he sat in a waiting chair and then he saw her.

She passed by and gave them a polite smile. Her hands holding a large folder filled with something. Eunsang didn’t care what the folder was filled with, he was entranced by the beautiful girl. She noticed his stares and smiled coyly. Making eye contact with him and throwing him a playful wink before walking away.

He was embarrassed, his dad began to poke fun at him for getting caught staring and he just laughed sheepishly. Although embarrassed, all he wanted was to get to know you.

When the family was called to the area for the photos he was not exactly surprised but more so shy to see you there helping set up the cameras and the stools on which he and his sister would be sitting on. The family walked towards the seats and began to start to position themselves following their introduction to the photographer. Eunsang stayed quiet until, “Hello! That’s Eunsang he’d like to take you on a date. What’s your name?”

His head whipped quickly towards his sisters direction, his sister laughed and his parents couldn’t help but try and muffle their laughter. “I’m Y/N. Nice to meet you Eunsang.” You said holding back giggles, extending your hand out. His face was bright red but he ignored it as he held out his hand to shake yours. “Nice to meet you Y/N.”

“Now about the date, when are you free?” She questioned him shyly her cheeks hot with the sudden shyness that overcame her.

Eunsang was taken aback, but he wasn’t going to let that hold him back.

𖧷

Summer 1969

Things moved quickly. You both became inseparable spending all your time together. Most of your dates you spent in parks, having picnics and talking about life.

One day in particular you showed up at the park after being dropped off by your dad. You held a camera you had been gifted by your aunt. “Eunsang look at the camera I got!” You smiled excitedly gently placing the camera into his larger hands. He looked at the camera and examined it. “My aunt gave it to me.”

A smile came onto his face, “Can I take a picture of you?” And so he did, once the photo came out from the top of the camera he shook it. The smile from previously widely present. His eyes filled with love as he looked down at the picture of you. He placed it into the pocket of his white shorts being careful with the photo. Y/N grinned gently pulling him closer by his striped yellow tie pressing a loving kiss to his lips. They both stayed there for a moment before she pushed him back.

He fell onto the grass a small laugh escaping his lips. She picked up the camera and held it up pointing it towards him. “Smile!” She said happily his head rested against his arm and he outstretched his arm happily smiling as he posed for the picture she was about to take.

CLICK!

The photo came out and she instantly began to fan it. He smiled watching her lovingly his eyes studying her in that moment. He never wanted this to end. She looked at the picture and giggled. She quickly flashed it to him before hiding it. “Let me see it Y/N!”

Y/N stood up and ran away giggling before yelling out, “Catch me!” They ran around for a while before the both got tired and collapsed to the ground where they had previously been taking photos.

They laid besides eachother. He turned to look at the girl, she stared up at the clouds a tired smile on her face, and he studied her features as always. He couldn’t take his eyes off of her. He threw an arm over her stomach and they laid there. It was peaceful.

𖧷𖧷𖧷

“His sister asked you out for him?” Yunseo said laughing.

I giggled along with her, “I know! He would’ve never done it himself.” My hands gently put down the picture. It seemed like just yesterday we were both running around that park. I laughed softly to my self, he never saw the picture.

“What happened to Eunsang?” Yunseo asked carefully. My smile faltered as I placed my hands on the table opening a small album filled with old photos I couldn’t seem to detach myself from. I picked up the photo and delicately slid it into the album.

“He died my love.” You said in a hushed voice, almost reliving the pain you felt back in 1969. You looked up to see her and she was silent, wanting to ask something but being unsure how to ask.

“If you don’t want to answer it’s okay but, how did he die Grandma?” She said softly.

“The day we took those pictures, his mom picked us up and dropped me off at home before they headed back to their house. On the way to his house their car was hit by a drunk driver. They both passed away. His sister and father moved away and I never saw them after the funeral.” I explained, a soft smile etched itself on my face.

I looked up at Yunseo and she was in a state of shock. She processed the information before saying, “That’s horrible.” I nodded softly.

“On a lighter note he’s also how I met your grandfather honey.” I said laughing slightly.

“Really?” She asked shocked. Her hand had flown to her mouth.

“Mhm. They were friends and we got closer after his death as we both were grieving, but that’s a story for another time.” I said quietly.

“Grandma, why did you keep his photo for all these years?” Yunseo asked genuinely curious.

“Some people you’ll never forget. He’s my first love, and a part of me will always hold him close to me heart.” You said simply. I looked up at her and saw tear begin to well in her eyes. I reached out and gently wiped her tears away.

I looked back down at the picture book in which I had placed his picture. I smiled softly gently turning the page onto the next page.

Many summers past, and he’s still a part of my heart.

[bintrbl-blog]

INTRO: YNWA

Genre :: Angst  Pairing :: Taehyung x Reader Warning(s) :: Strong Language, Violence, Drugs reference, Some Sexual Content (mostly later in the story) Author here~~ I hope you enjoy this series TuT im working hard on it i swear, PT 1 is a little bit of a mess just bare with me <333 Ok ily all

12 years ago Loud crashes and bangs rumbled in the lower area of a some what drab house. The creaking of floor boards was loud against the crash of plates and chairs being thrown about. This was your lullaby, your drunken mother throwing fits, combating your older sister as she struggled to get her to take her medicine and sleep.. Usually these fights lasted no more than an hour, but tonight it felt like an eternity. You, 8 years old at the time, pulled your gray covers up to your nose, tear soaked cheeks burning with anger and sadness. The frantic sound of your creaking stair caught you by surprise. The door to your bedroom flung open before quickly slamming shut, the lock clicking. You pulled your covers over your eyes, closing them tightly as you heard your drunk mother screaming from the base of the stairs. Your sister stumbled towards your bed, taking you in her arms to embrace you, "Y/N, look at me" She pushed your hair from your face, looking at your doll like features, such a young child... "Just go to sleep ok, no matter what you hear just sleep" She kissed your forehead softly, tucking you in... She stood, despite your begs for her to stay she opened the door, clicking the lock and shutting it once more...

"You bitch what did you tell her!"

"Nothing, go drink yourself to sleep!"

"Im not a drunk!"

You had enough, you pushed yourself from your bed grasping your school bag, slinging it over your shoulder, you took a blanket in arms... You quietly tiptoed to your window, opening it causing it to creak softly.. Lucky for you, your living room/kitchen area was more like a luxury basement (meaning it was underground) so you could carefully step out of the window.. Once you did you took off down the road, you didnt look back, not even for a moment. You ran all night, sleeping on a bench near your school, the only place you knew in town besides the slums you lived in.. "Y/N-ah~ Wake up you cant nap outside silly!" a little boy's voice echoed in your brain, prying you from your sobbing slumber. You linked your eyes open, wincing at the light in your eyes.. "Taehyungie?" you grumbled pushing yourself up, wiping the crust from your eyes.. "Come on Y/N-ah its time for school" He said gripping your wrist, pulling you towards the building.. Taehyung was too a boy of a not so good past, only having his sister and her shit bag of a boyfriend. Always pushing him around, hitting him, yelling at him... You two lived in the same ratty neighborhood and had been friends since you could remember... You yanked your hand from his grasp "No Tae... I-I cant go to school.." You turned away heading towards town when you heard his bag jingling behind you-

"Well i guess ill just have to come with you- where are we going?"

"i dont know.."

Present Day-

"Y/N BRING ME SOME TOILET PAPER" The yell echoed from the bathroom of your apartment, you rolled your eyes at the call. You and Taehyung, ever since that day, had been together, when your sisters found you, when  you graduated, when you got jobs, met your bestfriends, entered college, and now in this apartment.. You werent dating, but you were very close, if that wasnt obvious enough-

"UNDER THE SINK TAEHYUNG I TELL YOU THIS EVERY TIME, I swear you shirt wayyyy to much" You heard the cabinet door slam then the flush of the pipes, the door to the restroom creaking open. "I heard that you know" Taehyung huffed adjusting his belt. He wore a blue leather jacket, black jeans, and a white crew neck t-shirt. You only chuckled at him, the boy smirking at you as you walked closer to him. You gripped his jacket at the collar, adjusting it so it folded evenly, moving your hands to smooth out the leather on his shoulders. "I know, you were meant too" you smirked up at him, he only offered a roll of his deep brown eyes as he playfully nudged you. You chuckled turning on your heels heading for the kitchen. "Y/N-ah you should get dressed, we are meeting the boys for dinner rememberrrr?" he cooed to you from the doorway of the long horizontal hallway which had your bedrooms, bath, and a small closet. You turned towards where is voice was, the small open area of your apartment was quite simple. A couch, small coffee table, a lamp, tv, and a large bean bag chair was all that took up the living area. As for the kitchen it was simple, the counter covering the small wall near the entrance of your apartment, an L shaped bar area branching off along the wall the hallway entrance was located on. Of course you had your fridge, oven, sink, but other than that was a small fold-able table with 2 plastic chairs. You looked to where your balcony was located, a wall of windows with a rickety old sliding glass door. Out side the vertical shades was another small table and two chairs, just for when you too wanted to laze about. The walls were a meek off white, faded in age, the floor scratched but still a deep brown...

"Hello? Y/N?"

"Oh yeah, i should change"

A few hours had pasted, you all had finished your dinners and you were now sitting at a long table just hanging around, 6 boys, not including Taehyung, were seated around you. Along with 2 girls, clung to the arms of Jungkook and Jimin. It hurt a little to see them laughing a kissing, that emptiness in the pit of your heart ached everytime. However, Taehyung was there to remind you he had your back... You were seated close the wall, a close friend Yoongi sat on your right, Taehyung to your left, and in the three seats in front of you were Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok.. Leaving the love birds at the far left side. The boys were all talking and having fun, reminiscing about the old neighborhood you all lived in, the school you went to which was now shut down, even the old park you all played in... You were all so grown up now, but they all agreed the one that neer changed was you..

"Y/N is still as quiet as she was in school"

"Yah! She really still is"

You just smiled, resting a hand on Taehyung's knee, he offered you a smile as you rested you head on his shoulder. The whole night you had been pretty quiet, the only thing crossing your brain was how many times you beat Tae in games of rock paper scissors you held under the table.

"so are you two a thing?" The girl linked to Jungkook asked, gesturing to you and Taehyung.. You just looked at each-other for a moment, smiles creeping onto your faces as you both busted into laughter. Your loud chuckles echoed in the drab and rather empty restaurant, the girl, Jennie, was rather new to the group, so this sparked a confused look on her features. Through loud chuckles you spoke "Oh nooo, Taehyungie is my bestfriend" You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly "Yeah Y/N-ah and I are just friends"

"Shes too cute for Taehyung anyways" Yoongi said slyly, craning his head to smirk at Taehyung, they always teased eachother. Even when you all were younger, Yoongi was 2 grades ahead of you and some of the others. But him and Tae always playfully butt heads, especially over you.. You found it cute, even now, knowing they couldnt possibly be serious... right?

"Hey now" You said gently shouldering Yoongi as you settled back against Tae, you played with his long fingers, gently tugging them and moving them, in your own little world.

'Tae youre drooling over there' 'am not' 'are too'

'stop fighting like children' 'youre not my mom Jin' 'might as well be'

You looked up at them all, heart strings being yanked in all directions as they all talked, "Joonie" you said softly, reaching your hand out to touch his. He looked at you a bit puzzled, smiling, cocking a brow. His dimpled tan cheeks a little red from your sudden touch, "Ah, Y/N what is it?" He asked leaning back in his seat, his gaze was always so seductive, even when just casually speaking, it was a quality about him no one could take away really-

"Why dont we go explore the old school or something, we havent really gone on an adventure and Jin's truck has enough room"

"Ah that sounds fun!" the boys all rejoiced in agreement, however Jennie shifted a bit looking at Jungkook, then to Jimin and JiSoo, she seemed to whisper something to them before standing, "I-I think i might just go home" You almost forgot, Jennie wasnt from around here, so she didnt go to school with all of you... You felt embarrassed, reaching across the table to grasp her wrist, "Hey, Im sorry, itll be fun we can show you around" You said smiling softly... It took a bit of convincing but before you knew it you all piled into the truck, You, Taehyung, and Hoseok sitting in the Bed of it while the others crammed into the cab.

As the car pulled into the abandoned parking lot and everyone made their way out of the truck, you yourself jumped out of the back, only to be confronted by a horrid scene. You felt your heart stop as a few figures came towards your group. The man in the middle of them stood with immense swagger, wearing a black crew neck, navy blue ripped jeans, and some sneakers... You knew exactly who he was by his slicked back blond hair which was under a backwards cap..

"Y/N, Hooligans, Fancy meeting you here~"

to be continued

[yellowfeaverpainting]

Comic i will one day write

Two kids meet by chance at a maskerade ball. One is the prince, soon to be king, the other is a simple waitress and powerful witch. The two become friends than lovers as they grow closer. The two talk of a future far from responsibility and poverty, away from the princes family and his birth right. The two plan to run away together but the prince thinks of it as only a foolish game. Days before the corination the prince asks her to be his queen. Stunned the two fight, for she wanted to run away and made a promise to do so while he has betrayed their promise by trying to make her queen. After the huge fight the two storm off. After not talking for days, on the day of the coronation, the girl releases their love for eachother. As she runs to the castle she is kidnapped by royal guardsmen and taken to be thrown to the underworld by order of the new king. After hearing it was her love that sentenced her to death her heart turned black and her eyes grew cold. It was then that she vowed to destroy the prince at all costs. After being found in the underworld the witch is dragged to the lord, a wicked and coldhearted demon. She makes a deal with the demon that if her life is spared she will give anything he desires. He ignores the deal and orders her death but to his surprise she can not die. The theory is tested again and again before the lord smiles and accepts her deal. He tells she will be locked away unless she becomes his wife. She accepts. The two live together but fight constantly because of their equally cold personalities. But after one particularity bad fight she accidentally stabs the lord with her new uncontrollable powers. she starts to panic for she has never taken a life before. But the her surprise the lord gets up and sooths her. Explaining that he can help control her powers and take revenge. Shocked she asks how he knows. He explains that revenge and hate are very powerful and that she or he can not die or be killed until their thirst is satisfied. Their training proves very successful as she learns how to control her powers and on multiple occasions becomes her husband's personal executioner. The whole underground fears her. As news of the lords new executioner reaches the king, news of the kings engagement reaches the lord. The king invites the lord and his executioner to a dinner party. It is the kings plan to gage the executioner to see if the lord possesses a threat of overthrowing the king. The lord tells mara of the dinner but makes her agree that this dinner will be peaceful and a way to gather information about the king, queen, and castle. Mara reluctantly agrees and wears a mask to dinner to hide her face. Present at the dinner are the king and his new fiancee, the uncle, the captain of the guard and his wife, the lord, mara and many palace guards. At the dinner the casual conversation soon turns to quiet, quick-witted jabes between the king, the lord, the uncle, and the captain. The bannter about peace, trust, poverty, punishment, greed. The topic soon becomes the men asking questions about the lords executioner, who has remained quiet the entire dinner. "Why a women" "not a fit job for a proper lady" "why is she quiet" "why a mask" "does she really kill people" "whats her name" "why have you brought her". Having enough of their questions mara quickly stands up and stabs her dinner knife into the table. The room is silent as mara speaks "my name is mara, NOT WOMAN." She says fiercely. No one in the room moves until the queen breaks the atmosphere and askes of the women to move to the parlor with the men go to the study. As the women leave the room the king remembers something, he asks "who is that women" the lord responds with smug smirk "shes my wife". As the women enter the parlor the queen turns around to face mara and say "dont you think you should be somewhere else" before closing the in maras face. Mara becomes enraged and storms to the garden to calm herself and wait for her husband. She reminisces of the king, her past love and betrayal. She becomes enraged again and rips off her mask and smashes it on the ground. As hot tears stream down her face she hears a voice. "Ceally" when she turns she see on old friend that is now a palace maid. Mara feels a dull ache in her chest. As the maid steps forward mara steps back fear is written all over maras face, fear of the pain in her chest that arrives with this maid. Mara runs away and into the lord. The two quickly enter the car before the lord slams his hand into the seat. Mara flinches this is the first time she has been afraid of him, this does not go unnoticed by the lord. He asks where her mask is and why she was in the garden not the parlor. She explains the story and clenches her fists but relaxes when mentioning the maid, he makes a mental note and then rants about how terrible experience they just had and when he becomes king and take his revenge. At the mention of revenge the dull ache in her chest ceases. She then askes about the lords revenge story, it is then that they arrive at the house. He leads mara to the parlor and places a photo album in her lap. It here where we learn the lords home, family, and kingdom were all murdered, burned and taken from him by the humans in the name of conquest and power so from a young age samael grew up on hate and revenge. Wanting to destroy those who took from him. After hearing his story mara simply holds him unable to let go. As the two simpley embrace eachother mara falls asleep. After moving her to the bedroom. The lord goes in search of a book. A book that tells of the curse of revenge and hate. It grants those that have been utterly destroyed a second chance. It gives them immortality until their revenge is carried out, during this time the infecteds heart will turn black and cease all beatings this cause the infected to fell nothing other that loathing, anger, resentment and revenge. There is no known cure other than revenge, This causes the lord to think, how could she have been afraid of me if her heart is black? The next day mara comes down stairs for breakfast, when she enter the dining room she is grabed from behind and her throat is slit. Mara wakes with a gasp and is filled with rage at her attempted murder. Her eyes blaze with fury when she rises off the floor to see, sitting at the other end of the dinning room is her husband wiping blood from his dagger. "You." Mara seathes as her magic forms sharp crystal daggers. She slowly stalks her way over to him while hurling the magic dagger. He only calmly dodges them while explaining "i had to test a theory". Mara launches her self at him and soon a fight between the two breaks out. In the end the dinning room is destroyed and mara is pinned to the ground. The lord hovers above her smirking. "Just because i taught you well doesn't mean i taught you everything" he then passionately kisses mara. When they separate the lord simply says "i just had to make sure you were still you". Mara spits in his face and before he could reply mara flips him over her head. The lord lands on his back chuckling softly. Mara rises from the floor and harshly says "dont ever use me to satisfy your curiositys again". As mara is about to leave the room the lord raises his hand, holding a letter up. "Its from the king, addressed specifically to you." Mara uses her magic to snatch the letter then leaves without another word. The lord, still laying on his back, lowers his hand to rest on his stomach. Its only then that he notices the purple dagger protruding from his abdomen. He realizes then when he was flipped over he was also stabbed. He soon begins laughing. Mara reluctantly opens the letter thinking the maid gave up her identity. But the letter reveals an invitation to the kings maskerade engagement party that night. Mara unenthusiasticly reveals the news to samael. That night the two arrive at the doors two the castle dressed as a crow and a Phoenix. When the doors open to reveal the two outsider from the underground. The whole party stops. Samael gives a charming smile while mara only grips his arm tighter. The king greats them Hartley and the party once again commences. Samael prys from his wifes grip when he sees the uncle and captain sneak off together. Samael is quickly seazed by his wife again. Mara whispers to him "dont leave me, i dont think i can hold it together. I also killed everyone just for stareing". Samael reassured his wife he will be back in just a moment and runs off in the direction of uncle and captain. Samael listen by the door as the uncle asks the captain where she came from. The captain responds that his infomant said she just appeared at his side one day. The uncle asks for the specific date and releases its the same day he ordered for ceallys death. Just then a voice is heard in another part of the castle "guards seize her for assassination"...Mara whatchs as her husband rushes off down a hallway. When mara turns back to the crowd she finds all eyes on her. The Judging, cold eyes of arsostocracy. Maras rage boils as she remembers her time as a servent and how these people treated her. Just before mara could blow she gets pulled away from the crowd and around a corner. Before she can react she is pushed against a wall, her mask torn away. It is in this moment she meets eyes with the king. Their eyes lock and in a split second mara is being passionately kissed. She pushes the king away and draws her gun, pointing it at the kings head. The world seems to stop as mara trembles and the kings face reveal nothing but heart ach, betrayal, and confusion. Then the queen rounds the corner and sees the scene and calls for the gaurds. When mara looks from the queen back to the king her heart thumps. The pain causes her to calapse into the kings arms. Panic ensues after the crowd hears assassination. The crowd floods out the doors and through the gates, samael if swept away with them, locked outside the gates. The next day mara wakes in small room. Chained to the bed. While struggling against the chains the noise wakes the king who was alsleep in a chair. He quickly rushes over to mara but she screams at him DONT TOUCH ME. The king stumbles back. The look of hate, rage and disgust in maras eyes causes the king to look down. He asks mara do you really hate me so much you want to kill me? Mara is shocked by the question and pitiful sight, the dull ache returns. I did what i thought was deserved mara seethed. It was not so long ago that we loved ethother unconditionally the king cried. What happened mara? I GREW UP. Mara screamed. I saw through your confetions and promises and found only betrayal and heartbreak. Mara said. Are you saying this because i wouldn't run away with you? Because i wouldn't abandon my kingdom? You say you grew up yet YOU have been the one holding on to this petty selfish grudge letting in festter and infect you, driving you to attempted murder. At this point mara is enraged. You dont even acknowledge what you did to me. Do you even remember? Was i ever important to you at all or just there to keep you entertained? Mara screamed. You are not the ceally i know the king commanded. The ceally you know is dead and your the one who killed her. mara fearcly said. The king began to storm out of the room but mara screamed after him. YOU DESTROYED MY LIFE YOU BASTERD. I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL AND I HOPE I'M THE ONE WHO PUTS YOU THERE. Door slams shut and mara is left alone. As the king storms down the hall he runs into his uncle. His uncle confronts him on what happened at the ball and who is the girl. The king breaks down infront of his uncle explaining how he has finally found his love, ceally, but she is different, she is kindness and love but vengeance, and hatred toward him. The uncle consoles him and convinces him it was the the lord who filled his loves heart with hatred. The king becomes enraged at this and vows to kill the lord and all demons for tainting his love. He then stoms off to find the captain. The uncle calls he will help him in a moment. The uncle then runns off to maras room. In a hast he frees mara and explains to her that she has to do something about the king, not only has he wronged her but for trying to betray him he has vowed to kill all demons the day after his wedding. As mara is about to storm out of the room to deal with the king the uncle grabs her wrist and pleads her to go and warn the lord. If she dies trying to kill the king now then no one will be able to stop his plan. 

CHARACTER NAMES:

The lord: samael

The witch: mara/maraceal/ceally

The prince/king: lucan

The uncle: Benedict or brutas

The captain:

The queen: